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cheolhub · 1 year

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LOVE SCENE — LEE SEOKMIN ࿐

summary. you’re scared that seokmin might want to go separate ways after graduation, but he proves, in more ways than one, that he wants you. forever.

wc. 2.3k

warnings. college au. nerdy soft dom!seokmin, breeding kink xx, obscene amounts of dirty talk, pinch of angst, literal love making, unprotected sex, marriage kink, HEAVY praise, baby talk, v minimal plot im sorry — MINORS DNI 18+

note. DAMN ok i have a lot to say so i’ll keep it short. ONE this was a request but like i kinda didn’t do anything the request asked for and im so sorry, i hope u can forgive me anon. TWO i literally lost sight of the plot so dont ask me abt any missing details ehehb just enjoy seok being hot <3 THREE happy belated birthday to my minnie <3 FOUR thank u to my luvr @rkiv4d for beta-ing. yas ok enjoy

p.s. reblogs and feedback are extremely appreciated— i also love to hear ur thoughts <3

how seokmin pulled you, the most beautiful girl to ever walk the earth, he has no clue. he’s what people call a ‘nerd’ with his thick-rimmed glasses and his abnormally high IQ and you’re the pretty girl that didn’t understand the simplicity of covalent and ionic bonds who fell head over heels for him.

you couldn’t help it, he was so smart and so fucking pretty. he was awkward and he giggled when he got nervous and he was so unbelievably goofy that it had you laughing till you cried. nevertheless, he was the most beautiful man ever.

then you asked him out. he remembers it like it was yesterday. the last day of your chem class– the end of the first semester of your sophomore year– right after your final. you thanked him incessantly, giving him a hug for helping you get a B in the class. you told him you’d rather thank him another way— another way being a date. with you. at your place with a homemade dinner.

he would’ve been stupid to decline. so he didn’t. and the rest was history. seokmin became your boyfriend, grew more confident in himself, and fell in love with you.

now you’re in your final year, the last few weeks approaching quickly, and you’ve been anxious. anxious about seokmin leaving you, anxious about going separate ways after graduation, anxious that this was all just fun and games till it was time to get serious about life.

seokmin has picked up on your behavioral patterns over the past 2 years. he knows you so well, probably better than anyone else in your life– probably better than he knows himself.

so when seokmin sees you evading his eyes with his cock stretching you open, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“hey,” he whispers, stilling inside of you. when you don’t turn your head and your eyes are still closed, he calls for you. “baby?”

you feel your heart clench at the pet name. “hmm?” you hum.

“baby, do you not wanna do this anymore?” he questions worriedly, ready to pull away from you. “i can pull out.”

you mumble, “i-i do.”

he cocks his head even more confused, “talk to me, pretty, what’s going on?”

he pushes into you some more, making you gasp and you can feel his expectant eyes burning holes into your face. you then realize he’s not gonna let this go, but it’s partially your fault for letting your mind wander while he was putting away the dinner you guys ate. you decide to just come out with it.

“‘m just… so scared of graduating…” you whimper between your words, eyes screwing tighter.

he hums, “look at me, baby.” the demand comes out so soft, yet the sheer dominance of his voice makes you clench around him. you turn your head on the pillow, opening your eyes, and finally looking at him. “why?”

you shudder at the eye contact. he looks so pretty, so concerned over you, yet you’re still tense and oh-so nervous. the topic of post-grad has never come up, and now you’re mid-fuck about to tell him how you want to be with him forever.

“i-i’m scared that… that you’re gonna go off without me,” you pant, hands wrapping around his biceps and holding him to keep you stable.

“where am i gonna go, beautiful?” he whispers, bottoming out and fully sheathing himself inside of you.

you whimper again, his massive cock filling you so well. “s-scared you’re gonna go do big things ‘n leave me…”

he freezes at that, eyes widening, “leave you?” he asks incredulously as if he couldn’t believe that you’d ask that question. “baby, you think i’d leave you?”

you nod slowly. “i dunno, ‘s just that i’ve been thinking ‘n you’re so smart– gonna go get a real job that’s across the country or something…”

he’s honestly bewildered. why would you ever think something like that when he’s tried so hard to show you how much he loves you every single day?

“oh, baby, i would never fucking leave you.” he presses his forehead yours, nose rubbing against yours. “pretty fucking thing, i adore you— love you. more than anything.”

your eyes glisten with tears at the reassurance. you feel yourself relax under him, entirely fluttering at his words. “really?”

“yes, really. how can i prove it to you? want me to put a ring on your finger?” he whispers, breath fanning against your face.

you gasp, clenching around him again, fingers digging into his muscles. he smiles, chuckling airly at your reaction.

“my pretty baby wants that? you like that idea?” he asks, his sultry voice filling your ears. “you wanna be my wife?”

you nod your head, eyes fluttering shut as you moan, “yeah, w-wanna be your wife.”

your response has seokmin reeling. he pulls his hips back and slams back into you making both of you moan again.

“yeah? bet you want my kids, too.” he states boldly, mind cringing at his words and internally freaking out that you’ll get turned off at them.

you choke, clamping tightly around his length. “f-fuck.” you cry. “d-don’t say things like that, seok.”

“why? ‘cuz i’m right?” he grunts, thrusts growing faster.

you nod your head and seokmin nearly cries, cock twitching at the idea of pumping you full of cum and getting you pregnant with his kids. you’d be such a great mom and he’d love having a mini-seok running around a nice, big house fit to take a family.

admittedly, he’s been wanting to talk about his future with you. he’s been fantasizing about it since the first time he said he loved you. fantasizing about you being his wife and living together in a big house and having three kids and living happily ever after as if it were some fairytale. he’s imagined your kids and how they would be a constant reminder of his everlasting love for you. he hopes that they’ll look like both of you– kids with your eyes and his nose. he’d kill for that.

“wanna put a baby in you,” he mumbles, lips ghosting over yours. “swear to god, ‘m gonna give you everything you want– ‘ll get you a ring ‘n a house– everything. just say the word.”

you lift your head to press your lips to his, moaning into his mouth like a mad woman. your stomach drops in anticipation, suddenly craving the feeling of his warm cum filling you to the brim, sure to get you pregnant. your legs wrap around him, heels digging into his back and you can’t resist the cry that he ends up swallowing at the new angle.

seokmin pulls back, panting, “gonna let me give it to you, baby?”

“uh-huh!” you nod, eyes screwing shut and jaw going slack as his speed increases. “yes, yes, please give it to me.” your response is wavered as you nearly choke on a sob of pleasure.

and you know the decision is haste– a baby even though you still have a month left of undergrad seems… absurd to say the very least, but you don’t need to think about anything. you know seokmin. you know he’s the one you want to spend the rest of your life with. he's an amazing boyfriend and person in general. you already know he’d make an even more amazing husband and father.

who would’ve thought the nerdy man with glasses who was insanely good at chemistry would be the one you ended up with?

he lets out a guttural moan, “such a good girl, always saying please.” he praises, slamming into your sweet spot repeatedly.

and jesus fucking christ, your moans and cries are like music to his fucking ears.

his head falls into your neck, licking and sucking at your skin. “never gonna leave, i promise. gonna make you mine, gonna take care of you.” he mumbles into the skin as he continues to mark and ravage you.

the stimulation and his words are sending you into orbit as your stomach churns and tightens at the feeling of his cock rearranging your insides. his strokes are impressive, never missing a beat and unrelentingly hitting the spot that makes you crumble.

he feels you tighten around him, gummy walls squeezing him in and he curses, “shit, is my pretty girl gonna cum already?” his voice borders on condescending, but it only makes the tightrope in your stomach all the more closer to completely unraveling.

“y-yeah, so close,” you moan breathily as your pants increase, chest rising and falling rapidly. “so fuckin’ close, min, ‘m gonna cum.”

his lips find your ear and he whispers hotly against the shell, “come on, baby, cum for me so i can fill you up.” he gently tugs at your earlobe with his teeth and you can’t resist, back arching with a shiver running down your spine.

your orgasm brings you immense pleasure, white spots filling your vision as you cum with a loud sob. you feel it in your entire body, from your curled toes to your thrown back head. your eyes roll back, calling out his name and raking your nails down the skin of his arms.

he coos, holding back a groan at the way you get even tighter as you soak him in arousal. “thaaat’s it, baby, just like that. so, so good for me.” he coaxes you through your euphoric high, fucking you through it as he always does.

“s-so good,” you slur, parroting his words as your mind numbs a bit.

he moans, letting the sound of your whimpers and the lewd sounds of your bodies meeting fill the room. he buries his head in your neck again, desperately rutting into you so he can let go, too. your eyes flutter closed again and you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer to you.

your overstimulated pussy pulses around him as you listen and whine along to your lover's muffled moans. you can tell he’s close. so close to giving you the life you’ve imagined for almost 2 years. so close to being yours forever.

“seok, cum inside me,” you whisper and his hips stutter, yet they keep moving as if they have a mind of their own. he lifts his head and looks at you– his eyes are clouded over and teary, yet they’re filled with all the love in the world.

he looks so beautiful above you. his face is scrunched up in pleasure, brows knitted, eyes droopy, mouth hung open as pretty sounds exit his loose lips.

“i… fucking love you…so much.” he says in between pants, thrusts growing sloppy. the telltale signs of his fast approaching orgasm becoming heavily apparent. “god, so much, baby, love you so much.”

you nod your head, mirroring his pleasured face. “me too, seok, i love you.” your words are a bit scrambled, but seokmin makes sense of them– understands you so well.

his eyes roll back a bit at your response, brain momentarily malfunctioning, but he comes back seconds later. “gonna take this load like a good girl, right, pretty? gonna get pregnant and let me marry you?” he moans out breathily, cock now twitching uncontrollably.

“yes, yes, yes, please, wan’ it so bad!” you beg.

it’s all he needs to press his hips to yours, stilling there, and releasing inside of you while he moans out your name so prettily. it’s a newfound feeling for both of you– his cum coating your cunt, filling you up till it’s spilling on his freshly washed sheets. he’s grown accustomed to finishing on your skin or into a condom, but this? this is all very new. this is something he now can’t live without.

you think the same thing when you feel him spraying your walls with his thick ropes of cum. it feels so good– so euphoric– while it’s leaking out of you. you don’t know how you’ve gone your entire adult life without experiencing this at least once.

“c-came so much, baby…” you whimper, feeling him pull his cock out of you.

as soon as he sees his release dripping out of you, he groans softly, already feeling hard again, but he decides to ignore it for now, bringing his attention back to you.

“hey… love,” he says softly, noticing the way you perk up a bit from your tired state just at the sound of your name. “you should’ve told me you felt like that… i hate that you thought i’d just leave you ‘cause we won’t be in school anymore.”

you frown, “i’m sorry, i didn’t know how to bring it up without being awkward… it’s the real world and i dunno… things are different.”

he sighs, hands running up and down your naked sides. “i get it, but like i said, i wanna be with you forever.”

you blush, biting your lip to hide the wide grin that ends up on your face despite the fact. “yeah, i remember… was that a proposal by the way?” you ask meekly.

he squeezes at your waist, “did you want it to be?” he beams.

“i mean, it was a bit untraditional, definitely not how i expected my wedding proposal to be.”

“what? you mean you didn’t think you’d get proposed to while i had my dick inside you?” he asks with faux incredulity. “i, for one, thought this was the best proposal ever. i even put a lil baby in you.”

you giggle, wrapping your legs around his body again, “you don’t know that, i’m not pregnant… yet.”

his heart swells at the idea and he smiles brightly at your blushy face, “well, maybe another round can change that, hmm?”

you pull him closer to you by the strength of your legs and say, “make me yours then, seokmin.”

#seokmin smut #dk smut #dokyeom smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #seokmin x reader

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straykeedz · 5 months

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Virgin! Reader's first time with Lixie where he gets on top, holds her down hugging her and asks her to put it in herself bc his hands are now busy

Ofc hed still be the gentlest guy on earth and give tiny gentle pushes until he gets the tip inside while shushing any cries with kisses

Hed then ask you to bring the hand you used to hold his dick to your entrance up to his shoulders and hold onto him as tight as you want

I get the feeling that he'd rather get past the worst part of it quickly, so you dont even have the time to think about it and tense up, just to go back to his slow gentle thrusting style right after you tell him it doesnt hurt anymore

thank you for your request! sorry it took me so long :(

tw: female anatomy ; virginity loss ; clit play ; fingering (f receiving) ; protected intercourse (yay!) ;

unedited!

𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞.

oh, this poor boy! he'd be so, so nervous - he almost feels as if it were his first time all over again. he wants it to be a nice experience for you, and he wants to make you feel good, you know? so i feel like he'd be super scared to disappoint you - what if you don't like having sex with him?

you notice he's getting too much in his own head, so you'd cup his face in your hands and look him in the eye as you whisper sweet words of reassurance - telling him that everything's gonna be okay and that no, he's not going to mess everything up;

foreplay!!! and a lot of it. he'd spend at least half an hour between your legs, stimulating your clit with his fingers and mouth as he sucks and licks that sweet spot that makes your toes curl;

after giving you at least two orgasms by clit stimulation, he'd bring his fingers to your entrance. at first, it's just his fingertips brushing your folds delicately, without pushing inside, to test the waters, you know? only after you beg him, he'd let his middle finger slip inside at an excruciatingly slow pace;

and of course he's fingered you before, but this feels as if it were an entirely new experience to you, yes, but also to him. you deserve all the love and the care he has to give you, and he can't wait to show you how much he appreciates you.

he'd finger you real slowly, looking at you to be sure he doesn't miss the way your eyes flutter shut as sweet little sounds fall from your lips. he'd add another finger, moving them expertly inside of you as he builds a pace that's perfect for you;

he has you cumming around his fingers - shaking, toes curling, chest rising and falling quickly as you find your release. and then, after you've recovered from your mind-blowing orgasm, you finally say the words that make his breath hitch in his throat - "i'm ready";

that's when he starts to feel reeeeaaally anxious - he's not good at masking it either. "relax, baby, everything's gonna be fine" is what you say to him;

"what if i hurt you?" he whispers on your lips, looking at you with big, boba eyes, and you swear you saw his lower lip quiver;

"you won't hurt me," you reassure him;

"you don't know that," he insists;

"even if you hurt me, which i'm sure you won't, it's okay, you know why?" you ask him and he shakes his head as a no. "because it just means it's all real - that i'm giving my virginity to the love of my life";

that'd get him to relax immediately. he'd smile and kiss your lips as he positions his naked body between your legs - impatient and scared at the same time to finally feel you wrapped around him;

protection, of course!!! he's prepred, naturally, and has a whole box of condoms in his drawer, together with lube!

"baby, i want you to... i want you to put it in," he'd blush a little as he says the words, "we go at your pace, baby";

you don't miss the tiny whine that leaves his lips when you wrap your fingers around the base of his hard cock, nor the way he grunts when you let his cockhead brush your wet folds and clit. but you both gasp when you align it to your entrance, tip only slightly slipping inside;

he has one arm wrapped around your waist, the other one planted on the side of your head as he balances his weight on his elbow. meanwhile, he uses his free hand to caress your cheek as he looks you in the eye;

you feel him push inside of you slowly, but he immediately halts his movements when he feels you tense up under him. "baby?" he'd immediately ask;

"i'm okay, i'm okay, feels good," you reassure him, encouraging him to keep moving. he does, pushing further inside until he's halfway inside of you while kissing your cheek, lips, nose, temple;

"put your hand on my back, baby, hold onto me," he gasps, slowly pushing the rest of his length inside until he's fully sheathed inside of you. "squeeze or scratch me if it hurts bad," he tells you;

it doesn't hurt bad - it's only slightly uncomfortable, but the odd feeling is soon replaced by a pleasant sensation between your legs once you adjust to having him inside of you.

felix's thrusts are slow and gentle, absolutely not rushed as he pulls slightly out before pushing back inside. he does this a few times, reaching a deeper spot inside of you each time. meanwhile, he places soft, open-mouthed kisses on your jawline and neck to get you even more relaxed.

he smiles against your skin when you let out the softest whimper of pleasure and press your fingernails on the skin of his back. his head snaps in your direction immediately, "good?" he asks and you nod.

"good. more," is all you say.

he fists the sheets underneath your body as he thrusts inside of you - not faster, just deeper. it's all so intense his head is spinning, and you've been doing this for minutes. it feels so good, it's almost unreal;

it feels good for you too - it was a bit weird at first, but now you can't ignore the shivers that run down your spine every time his cockhead brushes your g-spot. moans fall from your lips inevitably, almost automatically and instinctively, encouraging him to keep going;

both of your orgasms start building up real fast, and felix almost lets go when he feels you dig your nails deeper in his skin and wrap your legs around his, pulling him even closer than he already is;

that's when he'd bring the hand on your waist to your mound - brushing your clit using his thumb. slow and delicate, just like you love it, he knows it well. rubbing soft circles on your sensitive bud, he'd make you cum relatively fast, his own eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of your walls clenching around him;

he wouldn't last much longer, emtpying himself inside the rubber right after you. he looks divine when he cums - eyes closed and lips parted as he scrunches his nose lightly. then, he'd hide his face in the crook of your neck as he tries to catch his breath;

you'd place soft kisses on his head as you run your fingers through his hair. after a while, he'd ask you "how was it? did you like it?" and a million other questions to make sure you enjoyed it as much as he did;

definitely runs you a hot bath or shower afterwards;

cuddles!!! he'd wrap his limbs around you as you lie down on your bed or the couch, occasionally kissing your cheeks or lips. he just needs to be close to you...

would literally melt if you told him you're happy he was your first. "i'm glad it happened with you. i love you so much, you're the love of my life, you know that, right?" and he's sobbing afterwards!!!

"i love you too my baby," he sniffles, wiping his tears;

you'd fall asleep next to each other, still cuddling, with felix's head resting on your breasts as your heartbeat lulls him;

𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝!

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lvlyghost · 1 year

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Hi I just read your “The Things I Never Said” oneshot and loved it. Can I get a kind of opposite version where Simon wishes to be a dad but the reader never wants to be a mom so she freaks out and gets an abortion with out Simons knowledge and later he somehow finds out? Maybe angst to fluff? Totally ignore this if you dont want to, have a wonderful day/night.

The Things I Wish I Said

Pairings: Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader

Summary: You decide to end things with Simon after what you did.

Word Count: 1.7k

Tw: hurt, comfort, angry simon, angst, implied abortion. Not proofread.Think that's it but lmk if i missed anything!🐸

A/N: here it is! I hope this doesn't disappoint and that it lives up to your expectations 😰🤞🏻 I really enjoyed writing this one and since it's similar to my previous fic decided to name it quite similar. ✨💞

Masterlist✨Masterpost

He doesn't know. You stare at Simon's gargantuan body as he barks orders to the new recruits. Things have been rather... tense lately. And it's all because of you.

Yesterday had taken a toll on you. A big piece of your heart and soul lost forever in that godamn clinic. You can still smell the perfume of the nurse, feel the hands of the doctor as he tried to comfort you. You're deadly pale, tired and numb. That's why you're sitting on the other side of the field, watching the rest of your team training as usual. Nothing changes for them. You on the other hand? Can't even look at Simon in the eyes. Not anymore. The one thing he wanted the most was also the one you were the most reluctant to. It just wasn't you.

You didn't have it in your DNA. To be a mother. To carry a baby in your arms. And not because you're selfish, but you had decided a long time ago that having children was off the table.

Even when everybody would say 'you'll change your mind when you find the one'. Well it was a blatant lie because you found him. You loved Simon. You'd do whatever he asked of you. Just not this. And you hate yourself for it.

You lied to him and didn't mention anything. Didn't tell him you were pregnant with his offspring.

Couldn't even bare to maintain a conversation with him. And he's starting to notice the way your body startles when he reaches out to you. How you avoid his gaze or not kiss him anymore.

"Feeling better?" He questions, strong arms crossed. Simon doesn't fully look down where you sit but side eyes you. He awaits. You're looking out to the field, ignoring his presence as you swallow the lump in your throat.

"Not really, Lieutenant." You simply add, in a hushed tone.

He sighs but doesn't move, starting to lose his patience. He's trying so hard to understand why you're acting like this. He's preoccupied. Anxious. Yet doesn't let it show, remaining stoic as ever.

"Wanna talk about it, Sergeant?" Biting down on your lip and fidgeting with your hands you shake your head. Simon rubs his face, annoyed that whatever the fuck is happening is driving the both of you apart, so he sits down on the bench next to you. "What is it?" He turns his head to you. Arms resting on his knees.

"Simon..." you warn him with a sad tone.

"No. That's an order."

"Sir, we're done here..." One of the recruits shouts from the other side.

"You bloody keep going until I tell you to stop!" He seethes, making you flinch.

Resting your head on your hands, start thinking about the inevitable. About what you're going to do. Your heartbeat racing when you feel his eyes on you again.

"Simon..." you say. "I... I- don't think we should be together right now." It hurts deep inside because all that's left is the rustling of wind and the voices of the soldiers around. You don't turn to see his reaction, probably wouldn't be able to stand it. It's not because you didn't love him. In fact, you loved him more than he could imagine. It's what you did behind his back what's eating you alive. And the best way you can seem to cope with it is to leave him.

Not a sound comes from him for the next few seconds. Until you finally find the courage to look his way. Blue eyes scan your body.

"As you wish, kid." He whispers. You can't see it but he's already spiraling down to a dark place.

The one good thing he had...

"I've had enough!" Soap's voice booms in the hallway and then your door bursts open. You shriek, standing up from the bed. "I can't stand it anymore lass. You've gotta talk to him." He says.

"Johnny... we've talked about this." You murmur.

"No. I'm being serious! Ghost is more irritated than usual, he almost punched me for saying he needed to get laid. The bloody hell happened to you both?" His eyebrows furrow. "You need to figure this out, otherwise..."

"It's complicated." You deadpan.

"Well then bloody make it right! Steaming fucking Jesus you two acting like fucking children. Grow the hell up."

You had never seen Johnny this mad.

Of course you were aware of Ghost's attitude since you two broke up. And it's only been three weeks. You've been attending the military counselor since then, it's a sorrowful feeling when you think about Simon, while you talk about him. About what led to the end of your relationship or whatever it was that you two had going on.

"I believe what you went through was hard and painful. But I do think that he deserves an answer." she had insisted. "He needs to know."

It was easier said than done. Every time you thought about going to his room or wherever he'd be you got this uneasy feeling, like he somehow despised you now. That all the soft smiles and gentle caressing that were once just for you had turned into frowns and harsh commands. Dismissing you whenever you showed up to training. Not even making eye contact during debriefs. Walking right past you in the corridor. You can't help but wonder if the baby's eyes would've been more like him or yours.

Stop.

The counselor said it was a type of ptsd and that therapy would help you get through it.

"The first step is to let yourself feel that pain, make amends with it, and then go see him."

"I'll try to talk to him Johnny. I promise." You murmur, jaw clenching.

The mere thought of going to speak to Simon made your hands sweat and your heart beat frantically.

Three days after the conversation with Soap, you stand in front of Simon's bedroom door. Blinking rapidly as your mind races with all the things you ought to say. It's almost one in the morning, unable to sleep you decided the conversation couldn't wait any longer. You couldn't wait anymore. Swallowing down saliva you raise your hand, two soft knocks on the door echoing in the empty hallway and you wait patiently, fumbling with your hands as the anxiety begins to raise.

Simon doesn't open so you knock again two times only to be greeted by more silence and a loud thunder outside in the sky.

A quiet huff leaves your mouth as you turn on your heel and leave. Wandering around the compound with no clear direction. It's dead silent, you're left with your own self destructive thoughts as you walk past the gym. A low thud can be heard from behind the doors so you backtrack and take a glimpse through the window.

Why is he at the gym at this ungodly hour?

Pushing past the door you walk sluggishly, Simon's quick to notice the disturbance, ready to snap at whomever is here to interrupt his midnight routine. It's been like this for weeks now; not being able to sleep. The nightmares that had disappeared for the most part came back with full force.

There's a hollow feeling inside of him ever since you decided to call it quits. He doesn't fucking understand, he's mad. Furious even. Can't help the anger whenever he wakes up and you're not there anymore. Can't bear the sight of you during debriefings and not even looking his way. The way you freeze when he has to order you around.

Had he done anything to make you fearful of him?

He needed to know, he needs answers. He'd ask tomorrow. He swears. Whatever it was. Then he'll walk away.

He stands from where he was about to start the second round of push-ups. Simon's able to recognize your silhouette with the lights off, he just knows you that well. Wherever you were, in a sea full of people he'd know it's you even then.

"Sorry..." you murmur. Simon's looking at you over his left shoulder through the mirror in front of him, you stand a few steps behind him. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

He stays silent. It's now that you come to realize that he isn't wearing the mask, instead lies on the room floor, discarded. "Was looking for you in your room but-"

"Say it." He barks, turning around and stalking towards you. His presence alone making you feel smaller. His brows are knitted, jaw clenched so hard you're sure he'll break his teeth. Simon is massive. Yet, despite all of this you know he'd never lay a finger on you, nor hurt you. "Fucking start talking, kid." The hurt in his voice is palpable. You fumble with your hands, it's getting harder to keep your eyes on his. You do not deserve his love at all. "Because I've been losing my mind ever since you shut me out."

A soft wail escapes your lips, you try to muffle it. Simon hesitates for a second. Wanting nothing more than to hold you in his arms, he awaits.

"I... I- got pregnant." You cried. "And you've always known I never wanted that. I panicked and didn't say a word because it would be more painful or...-" you swallow through incessant tears. "Or so I thought. I decided to get rid of it, Simon. But seeing what's done to us. What I've done... I'm so fucking sorry I don't deserve-"

Suddenly you're engulfed by strong arms and a broad chest as you finally let go and cry rivers of pain and regret. He's murmuring sweet things in your ear that you can't understand die to your deteriorating situation.

"It's okay. It's okay, love. Fucking hell, should've come to me." He growled. "Don't you ever do this to me again, kid. You didn't have to do it alone. Christ."

There's a soft kiss on the top of your head as your cries start to die down and all there's left are soft whimpers.

"I never meant to leave you, but I couldn't be close to you after what I did behind your back." You sniff.

The ever gentle caressing of his thumb on your back never ceases, providing the comfort you so desperately seek.

"S'alright, love. Nothing to be sorry about." He takes a step back keeping you at arms length. "There she is." A little broken but starting to be pieced back together. He gently wipes your cheeks and breathes deep. "I'm here. Always."

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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i ... i dont know if you're still taking asks... and i am anxious even sending this but .... I adore you and your writing and I dont really know how this works, but if you ARE still taking asks (and this is with NO time limit, i know you're busy and mourning and i am in no hurry and dont want to cause undue stress) i would love some Rex/gn reader comfort. stuff has been *hard* lately and i could use some cheering up.

can you tell i'm a bit nervous about asking? ^.^

Yes, I can tell you are nervous about asking, and I'm so sorry I've been on the edge so much lately that peeps have a hard time sending requests 😅 Some Rex x gn Reader comfort fluff? Coming right up...

Rex x GN!Reader One-Shot - I Knew I'd Find You Here

Comfort/Fluff

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You've had a rough week and a rough day today. You've been under a lot of stress lately and Rex has been traveling a lot, you've seen each other very rarely in the last few weeks. You've retreated with some reading material and your music player to the small roof terrace that belongs to your apartment building. At this time of day, there's nothing going on up here, and you have the place all to yourself, just right for you, even if you'd rather have Rex with you.

Your favorite songs are playing through your headphones, and you're drifting between reading and daydreaming, finally feeling some of the week's stress fall away from you, when a strong hand, gently but firmly, grabs your shoulder and scares you half to death.

"Hey, love, are you deaf?"

Your heart is still racing from that little scare as you hastily pull off your headphones and look up in surprise at Rex's face. He smiles at you, his helmet tucked under his right arm, and you breathe a sigh of relief. Then a grin spreads across your face. It's so good to see Rex. You stand up and fall around his neck.

Rex laughs softly, "I'm glad to see you too. I knew I'd find you here."

With a relaxed sigh, you lean into his embrace and close your eyes for a moment, just enjoying his closeness.

"I've been trying to reach you," he tells you, "but I guess you didn't hear your com."

"Sorry," you say meekly, kissing his chin.

Rex smirks and leans his forehead tenderly against yours with a hum.

"I missed you," he confesses softly in his deep voice.

" I missed you too."

He sits down with you on the bench under the cherry blossom tree where you also sat before, puts down his helmet and puts an arm around you.

After a moment of silence, Rex says carefully, "I talked to Cody. He says you ran into him and that you seemed tense. You want to tell me what that's all about?"

You feel caught, and a little guilty, too. Rex has more than enough of his own to worry about, you don't want him worrying about you on top of it.

"It's been a rough week," you admit, "exhausting and frustrating."

He pulls you a little closer to him and sighs softly.

"Sorry to hear that"

You smile and reach for his free hand, playing with his gloved fingers. It's a soft, tender moment. There are no words for how much you missed being with him like this, every second he's not been with you.

"That I get to see you so rarely lately bothers me much more, though," you say softly.

"Me too," Rex sighs, kissing your temple, "Me too."

You lean deeper into his embrace, resting your legs over his, your face close to his neck, and take a deep breath. It is good to feel him, to smell him. You hear him laugh softly, then he asks, "Are you sniffing me again?"

"Maybe," you say, smirking, your face still close to his neck.

"I come with good news, though".

You sat back up straighter to face him, your arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"Let's hear it!"

Rex smirks and says, "I'm off duty for four days next week."

You beam happily at him.

"Please tell me we can spend those four days together."

Rex laughs and says, "Yes, we can, and we will."

You sigh in relief and lean back into him. It's a nice feeling knowing you'll have more time with him soon.

"I can't wait," you say dreamily.

"I feel the same way. I already have something planned too, I hope you don't mind. I thought we'd book a hotel room on Naboo and visit that little restaurant you liked so much, among other things."

The thought is delightful, but a worry plagues you, "Rex, we can't afford that."

Undeterred, Rex says good-humoredly, "I called in a favor from General Skywalker and Senator Amidala. The hotel room won't cost us anything, and we already have a reservation at the restaurant"

Again you sit up to look at him.

"A favor? Oh, don't tell me, I already know, the secret you're keeping for them," you say with a conspiratorial smile.

Rex nods with a lopsided smile. Again, you lean into him and say, "I can't wait."

You think about the beautiful little restaurant in the countryside, the beautiful architecture on Naboo. Time alone with Rex, catching up on so much. That would be a wonderful little, vacation.

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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year

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Goo Kim x Reader: colleagues to lovers

You were surprised when Gun approaches you to replace him. But you owe him a favour and couldn't say no. He warns you about your partner though "annoying, abrasive idiot. You can't trust him" "Wow, does this guy have any redeeming qualities?" Gun ponders for a moment, "He can fight"

You meet Goo, and maybe Gun wasn't too far off with his harsh judgement. Goo is full of slippery smiles, casual touches and honeyed words "oh you seem like an upgrade from Gun!" "Sweetheart dont show me up too much ok" but you can see in his eyes that he doesn't like you

Shit he can fight though

After a particularly chaotic and tiring day, you both sit in his car for a moment of reprieve before heading back to Seoul. You didn't know what you expected when Gun first approached you but it sure wasn't this. "I fucking hate Gun" you mutter. Goo looks over to you in surprise. "I thought you were friends?" "Definitely not." He gives you another one of his sly grins and says "I hate that bastard too"

That seems to break the dam and the tension and things become a little easier. Only a little though because things can never be too easy with Goo Kim

The weeks and months working together means you start picking up on each other habits, likes and dislikes. You know Goo is precious about his car, so you always arrange for it to be cleaned after a trip. Goo notices that you tend to be hungry after a fight, he makes sure to head to the nearest food place or god knows you'll be grouchy for the journey back

Your business takes you far and wide. You end up in restaurants, boats, karoke, bathhouses with this guy. But he used to do it with Gun too. It's just business

The workdays and worknights become hanging out on your days off too. It's not easy to make friends in your field and it's not everyday you meet someone that knows what it's like to live in your world

You're hanging out with him one night in his apartment, playing cards when his phone starts to buzz. He picks it up and says a few words in that chirpy tone of his. When he finishes, he's uncharacteristically somber

"You ok?" "Charles Choi and Tom Lee wants to see me" "...Will you be ok on your own" "Don't underestimate me sweetheart"

He gets up with a sigh, tells you that he needs to leave right now and to just remember to lock up on your way out

You should really leave but Goo's tone and history with Tom makes you anxious. You want to make sure he's ok but following him would be overstepping and if he's dead... Well you'll be finding out about it too late

You wait for hours in his apartment until you hear the front door click. "Goo?" you run out and see him letting himself in. He looks exhausted but all in one piece. "Are you ok? I was worried"

You weren't too sure how he would react to you still being in his apartment but your presence seems to have caught him offguard "You waited here for me?" and you nod. He gives you a fond look

"Princess you shouldn't worry about me... Do you know what that does to me? I might catch feelings" You could read him by now. Goo says it jokingly, but his eyes avoid yours. His face is a bit too tense, and he's holding his body too rigid for his words to be anything but casual

You take a step towards him. "You shouldn't make me worry about you. I might catch feelings too"

He finally closes the distance, and press his lips to yours

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trash----panda · 4 months

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PT 3 (cause i got some motivation)

The truck came to a stop, almost knocking Dendro over when it lurched, though he quickly stabalized using his tail to balance. He starred up at the front console, still kinda anxious about the whole thing. They werent a combat team, they werent even cleared for self-defense, so if anything happened they were only allowed to run away. He glanced at Joey, she didnt seem half as worried as him, wasnt she scare of the mutations? His sigh was loud enough to catch her attention.

"what?" Her voice snapped him out of it for a moment, he just kinda starred at her as he fastened his mask "nothing, really just ... Havent really had a partner for this before"

"for what?" She literally hadnt listened to a word said, off in her own little world

"scouting.... what we were sent to do"

"....."

"they just told us"

"doesnt ring a bell"

He was glad she couldnt really see his face through his mask, this was gonna be hell to get through. "Whatever lets just hurry, and dont touch anything" he went to the back of the vehicle, opening it up and stepping out, making a log that the vehicle was left on Acorn Drive, it's always better to make sure you arent lost, espeacially in a place like this. The buildings around them looked long abandoned, crumbling and overgrown, it bothered Dendro but this just reminded Joey of the hive she grew up in. She flew up and sat on his shoulder, figuring it'd make less noise if she didnt fly. He was very obviously hesitant but started exploring anyways, occasionally feeling for his dagger on his hip, good, it was still there.

After what felt like ages to the pixie they finallt made it to the abandoned mall, supposedly they were supposed to be searching the area to make sure no new mutations had spawned, and if so, notify the clean up crew. Dendro was cautious, searching quietly and watching for any movement. While Joey was pretty sure nothing was out to get them, getting bored and deciding to explore.

(TW. Slight Gore, Fear, Loss of limb)

She had gone ahead and found an old clothing store, spotting the section with pins, picking each up and examining them. Giving a small chuckle at some of the jokes. Dendro spotted her, still talking in a hushed whisper "what are you doing"

"there's nothing here, we should take something as compesation"

"what? No what if it has germs"

"what are you, 5?" She rolled her eyes

"you know what i mean, i could get infected"

"yah right, like you, the most carful of us, would get infected from a little piece of plastic that says...." she starred at it "i cant actually read this one"

He got ready to continue arguing, but stopped himself, spotting some movement in the back, drawing his knife "Joey" he hissed. She just ignored him, kinda bitter now "it isnt even that big of a deal, i can be as loud as i want" she threw one of them down to prove a point, raising her voice "no one is even here-"

She didnt have time to finish the second, he'd tried to reach her in time but she was too far away, a large mutation, standing a good 9 ft tall (3 meters) had clamped it's teeth around her, probably not even noticing as it simply swallowed. Dendro starred in disbelief, he didnt know what to do, his mind racing. His eyes locked on her severed arm, the growl snapped him out of it, looking at this... this thing. It used to be a person but that was hard to tell, having no eyes now it moved on all fours, looked more like a dog than whoever it used to be. It hadnt heard him yet, he had a chance. He sucked in a silent breath, his chest feeling tight as he inched through the store. He knew protocal, abandon your partner. He knew it was best, just abandon your partner. But he couldnt, fuck, he was probably gonna get written up for this. He silently made his way behind it, tensing when it started sniffing around, he held as still as his body would let him, waiting for it to walk by before trying to throw himself against it.

It screamed, at least it sounded like one, screeching and flailing as he clung to it's hide, trying to push his dagger in. There was no way this was gonna work right? But he couldnt let go now or he was next. He managed to wedge the blade between it's ribs, perking up as he pushed it deeper, just out of reach as the creature snapped it's jaws at him. He knew his arm wasnt strong enough so he used his claws to pull himself up more. Pushing the blade down with his foot, leaving a sizable gash down it's side. That seemed to do the trick, he got lucky this one wasnt stable enough to survive a wound like that. Getting bashed against the ground as it collapsed on top of him. He had to struggle to get free, pushing it over and starring at the wound. His stomach was doing flips just thinking about it, but he had to, he pushed his hand inside, gagging a little. Even with the suit creating a barrier he could feel the organs when he pushed them around. There. He grabbed and pulled, starring at the stomach in front of him, seriously debating if this was worth it. He sliced it open, temporarily forgetting how gross it was when he spotted the pixie. He scooped her up as quickly as possible, holding her in one hand while pressing on her back with his fingers, just until she coughed and started breathing again. Relief flooding him.

(End of trigger warning area)

"you're alive"

She was still a little dazed, espeacially with the lack of oxygen "duh" she coughed again, feeling like she might throw up.

He paused, glaring a little cause of her attitude, mumbling softly "next time i'll kill you myself"

"wha?"

"hm?"

"....... I just thought.... you said something"

".....might be delarious... probably gonna need disinfected"

She tensed, struggling to do so but sitting up "hey no i can do that myself! I am more tha-" he cupped his hands around her to drown her out, wincing as he got up. He'd defiantly hurt himself getting thrown around like that. Headed back towards the van, they were both gonna need to be cleaned outside the vehicle. It came equipt with that, the disinfectant applied like a shower. At least that was kinda a punishment, the pixie did seem to hate water. Then they'd get to go back to the dorms for a warm meal, he desperatly needed one of those.

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(if anyone has a name for the story, feel free to suggest)

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alislandale · 2 years

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Morpheus x OC: So falls the world

Link to [part 2]

This started as Morpheus x Reader but as I continued to write it became harder and harder not to give the reader a personality, a physical description and she ended up becoming a character of her own. In any case, I hope you guys like it! I will try to only cover things that have been at least discussed in the netflix series as to not isolate tv sandman fans.

Part 1: No rest for the wicked.

"Why are you here?" A voice like velvet called. She focused her senses on its source. A creature, crouching a few feet away from her, enclosed by shadows, a pair of glistening orbs examining her.

"Here? The truth is..." she grasped for air "...I have no idea."

She took her eyes away from her dark interlocutor, but only for a moment to search her surroundings. A gothic building, now in ruins, crystals of all shades and colors, shattered on the floor, dilapidated stairs leading to a throne no longer fit for a king. Whispers of former glory.

The figure rose to its full height, its silhouette now resembling that of a man. He commanded authority with his every move and every word. His eyes shining like stars kept peering into her, menancingy.

She flinched at his scrutiny, taking a step back. She had never felt smaller, weaker and mundane than in the presence of this being.

"You have got nothing to fear" He said in responde. "If you answer my question."

"Where am I?" she felt her whole being tensing up. She wanted to avert his gaze, but she was drawn to it like a moth to the flame. And just as she was being undone by his gaze, she was searching him for something as well. As to what it was, it escaped her entirely.

"You do not need to concern yourself with that, woman. Only with what brought you here." His voice was calm yet firm. A terrible thought ocurred her. This wasnt a demon, or a monster. It was something vast and terrible, and inhuman. But she couldnt help it, a sense of deja vu.

"Why do I feel we have met before?" She asked futilely, as he lowered his gaze, bothered by her persistance. Still, in lack of answers, she could only reply to his questions with questions of her own. "Who are you?"

"I am not the one obliged to answers, neither you the one to make questions." He replied, while composed there was a note of annoyance in his voice he couldnt, or didnt want to, hide. The air around her had turned heavier, sturdier, almost corporeal, making it hard for her to take breath.

He took another step in her direction.

"Stay back!" She cried to no avail. As in direct defiance, he came even closer. She could now dilucidate the frame of his face, pale skin glowing beneath a curtain of black hair.

"You intend to command me?'" he mocked "I guarantee you, no harm will come to you if you answer my question. How did you come here?"

"I told you, I dont know where "here" is!" She couldnt help to grow more and more anxious by the second, the air around her was almost tangible.

"What are you intending to do?" He questioned. "Are you trying to escape? This is my realm, you are not permitted to leave until you answer my question. I will ask just once more. How. Did. You. Come. Here?"

His voice was like shards of glass, clear, sharp, dangerous.

Escape? How could she? Between fainting and drowning, she could barely conjure any words, let alone run. And even then, she knew she couldnt comply to his request.

"I... I can't breath."

He was close enough now for her to see his complexion in full. His skin was alabaster, smooth, flawless, almost as out of this world as were his eyes. A deep shade of blue like nothing she had seen before. Stars were swirling in their depths and if she stared long enough she felt she could have seen the whole cosmos in them.

But she had no time for that. She felt she was about to pass out. Fear was building up in her chest and nothing but one single thought occupied her mind.

"I want to go home." She claimed. The air around her condensed into a myriad of miniscule crystals, swirling around her.

His expression changed into something that could be described as annoyance, as someone who was deaking with an unruly child. He stretched an arm in her direction, his hands like a claw bent on grabing his prey.

"Not yet" He sentenced, as his fingers barely touched the fabric of her shirt

"I WANT TO GO RIGHT NOW." she sentenced with a yell she could barely recognize as her own. The sheer intensity of her voice made the crystals explode in midair, a thousand stars before her eyes, and soon she was there no more.

Lisa Malik woke up, in her small apartment in New Jersey, gasping for air like someone who had had her lungs filled with moldy water. She placed one hand on her chest, feeling her heart, its relentless heartbeat. This was the third time this week, and the ninth time overall. Always the same nightmare always the excruciating pain while waking.

She had seen several doctors that had advised her on the dangers of sleep apnea, a sleep disorder in which breathing stops during sleep. A condition that would no doubt strain her damaged heart even further. But all her sleep studied had come up normal.

She grabbed her chest even harder holding back the tears. She didn't want to die, not yet. But she couldnt help to think her days were numbered.

"Well, not today." she told herself. It was 4 o clock in the morning, she wasnt going to get anymore sleep. Not that night.

As she waited for her shower to warm up, a herculean task for the ran down pipes of her humble abode, she wondered why. Why swas it always the same nightmare? Why the man with stars in his eyes? What would he do if he ever reach her? If she couldn't escape in time?

And above all, why her?

And, without her knowing, across an ocean of intermingling dreams and realities away, the King of Dreams was asking himself the same questions.

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abruisedmuse · 2 years

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A fix- it imagine

Everyone is putting together what happened while they're separated. Dustin tragically recounts Eddie's final moments. Mike is crying. Steve is silent and not looking at anyone.

El mentions her trying to save Max. For some reason it causes Dustin to think. Maybe Eddie isn't fully dead cause the Upside Down is frozen in time. Maybe he's on the brink of it but not gone. Everyone is trying to reason with him but Steve and El. He just looks at El and says, "could you do it?" And she replies with a "I don't know."

Alot of the arguments is with the world's merging they don't know if his body is there and it could be too late. I mean he's been gone for two days. So they get another idea. El tries to sense him and she does. It's faint and in and out but it's slowed. Like he's withering away at a snails place. Everyone is still reluctant on this idea. Except Steve. Steve vouches for Dustin and supports it. Everyone is shocked cause Steve is the reasonable, the sensible one. Theres a glimpse of a haunted look in his eyes that Robin catches. Its enough for her to support it. Then Nancy, then Jonathan. Mike gets on board cause Dustin convinces him that if this works maybe she'll get s little more confidence back. After not fully bringing Max back. Will agrees with Dustin but being he knows of Vecna and his past with the UD he's worried. Everyone is more or less on board and devise a plan. So they make a plan to go to where Dustin and crew left his body. El is reminded that if it does work. That Eddie might be unconscious for a while due to all the blood loss but it doesn't mean he will suffer the same fate as Max.

Hopper and Joyce show up and tell them what's happened. Hopper works with that woman (the one who works for Dr.Owens) to get Eddies name cleared. Even if they dont suceed hes a hero. And they'll make it so. That woman (I forgot her name sorry lmao) is on stand by with medical help just in case.

They get to Eddie's body and he's silent and still. But El can faintly sense him. More than she could Max. Not much more than Max but it's something to work with. Everything is silent and tense for a while. Queue adorableness of Dustin holding Steve's hand. Dustin's gaze is focused on El and Eddie. Steve's is solely focused on Eddie in what can be described as a pleading look. Robin's watching him and she knows. She's teased him about flirty words and soft glances with Eddie. But this is the moment she knows for sure there's something there. So she reaches out and takes Steve's other hand. It's the only time Steve's attention is pulled from Eddie. There's a touch of understanding on Robin's face cause she knows now. Steve squeezes her hand back in response she repeats it harder.

Steve is a whirlwind of emotions at this point.

Excitement that this could work.

Fear and worry this wont work and if it does will he be his Eddie.

Anxious because its taking too long

Regret because he should of told him something. Perhaps if he did and Eddie had something to look forwarded too he wouldn't have gone back.

And guilt for that regret.

El is about to give up when there's a sharp intake of breath. A groan and rise coming from Eddie's chest.

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roxenworks · 8 months

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TW// Intimate whumper, magical whump, scared whumpee, nonhuman whumpee and whumper, Whumper POV (I dont think its common so? going here), magical exhaustion

Elliot looked at the pliant noble in front of him, trying not to smile. He could tell how anxious his new toy was. Apollo, his name was? Son of the terrible Duke Asteria, though the lack of arrogance and self-esteem was a shame, complete obedience wasn't so bad either. At least, humiliating him would be still fun. Elliot was sure he'd get fed up with someone so defiant sooner or later.

Patience was needed when breaking someone, and he wasn't all that composed in the first place.

Elliot conjured a strand of darkness, watching Apollo tense up, watching the magic carefully. He really did hate getting leftovers, but at least the Duke was so ruthless as to give him a list of standard punishments and procedures. Since Apollo was used to brute force and isolation, he'd work his way around it. Breaking this sorry sight in a completely new way…truly the best way to de-stress.

“You wanna know what this is, Apollo?” Elliot smirked and watched his toy try to figure out what to say. They flicked their finger and watched the strand become gaseous and surround Apollo. The panic was so fun to watch, he almost laughed watching Apollo shiver and drop, looking around frantically.

“It's a little thing I wanted to test out! Blindness and weakness, nonlethal. The effects will be pretty obvious with you.” Elliot stood up from the chair he was sitting on and approached Apollo slowly. The poor whelp didn't even try to run away,

Apollo was struggling to stay standing, legs shaking and strength leaving him. Cute. Elliot grabbed Apollo's chin and watched as Apollo's legs fell out from under him.

“Sir…” Elliot didn't want to hear Apollo's pleas for now. He covered Apollo's mouth. The whimpering and sniveling were much better. For now.

“Not a word. Scream all you want, but I don't want to hear a single peep from you.” Elliot removed the hand and watch Apollo obey, falling to the ground and struggling.

“Now. If you don't get downstairs in the next…5 minutes. You're not eating today.” He stepped over the crying Apollo and walked off. That would be a good motivator, he doubted Apollo ever starved in his life.

Elliot could hear the cries and whimpers of Apollo as they went downstairs. He could not believe Duke Asteria sold off his only child so cheaply, he'd have to put a good word to the First Prince.

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eddie hushed you softly as you whined, face buried in his shoulder as his fingers made quick work against your clit.

"i know baby, i know, just one more, yeah?" he spoke against your skin, peppering kisses wherever he could reach.

"eddie, i cant~" you whimpered, trying to close your legs despite him holding them open.

"yes you can, you can take it, honey." he chuckled, teeth digging into your shoulder as he slipped his fingers in, pressing them right against the little sweet spot deep inside you.

your thighs jumped, leaning your head back as you clung to him, pitiful whines leaving you breathlessly.

"fuck, you sound so pretty." he purred against your neck, thumb pressing against your clit as you squeezed around him.

"'m gonna cum!" you panted, eyes squeezed closed as he pumped his fingers faster.

"go ahead, be good for me, make a mess." he whispered against your cheek, thumb stroking your clit as your legs trembled.

1,426 notes - Posted June 7, 2022

i. “you've never been kissed?”

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prey || F.C.

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My #1 post of 2022

calling eddie by his name instead of the usual 'babe' or 'baby' and he thinks hes in trouble

you wandered into yours and eddies room, staring down at the assembly instructions of the coffee table you had just bought.

"hey, eddie, i know i said i could do this myself but can you help me real quick?" you asked, not looking up from the paper.

you missed the way he tensed, quickly setting aside his guitar and making his way to you.

"uh... yeah, of course."

"great!" you headed back into the living room of your new home, eyes still scanning the words on the page. "i cant get this tightened down enough, and i dont want it to be all wobbly and uneven."

eddie nodded, uncharacteristically quiet as he mulled over the day in his head. maybe you really did want him to help and he just didnt pick up on the signals? he forgot to put gas in the van and you had to go and do it, but you brought him back a snack from inside, surely you werent mad at him about that? shit, what was the date?

"you okay, love?" you laughed softly, waving your hand in front of his face to snap him back to reality.

"did i... did i do something wrong?" he asked, and the hurt puppy dog look on his face made your heart melt.

"what? no, baby, what makes you say that?" you set the paper down, handing him the little hex key that came with the table. "this one right here."

he didnt look at you, a little embarrassed at being so anxious over such a small thing, instead focusing on tightening the little screw keeping the leg in place.

"you called me eddie."

"...isnt that your name?" you laughed softly, not quite understanding.

"well yeah, but you never call me eddie." he set the key down after tightening it, taking the other screw you handed to him and placing it in the hole, tightening it with his fingers as much as he could before going back to the key.

you thought for a moment, trying to recall the last time you called him by his actual name.

"huh. i guess i dont." you laughed, grabbing his hand to get his attention. "did you think i was mad at you?"

"yes!" he sounded exasperated and you laughed more. "i thought i forgot our anniversary or something, fuck. i was freaking out!"

you snorted through your laughter causing eddie to grin.

"no! jesus, im sorry baby. im not mad, i promise."

he laughed in relief, shaking his head before leaning over the little coffee table to kiss your head.

"im glad. had me scared for a minute."

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Contracts.

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Commission Status: CLOSED. Rules + Dos and Donts

Current Works:

Bottoms Up

start: 02.14.2024 end: TBA word count: 10k+

You were the new Home Economics teacher at Gyoshin Private High. Rosho Tsutsujimori is the socially awkward math teacher. You liked him. You think he likes you. So naturally you said yes when he invited you out for a drink.

Tags: Drunk Sex

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Tart.

start: 02.17.2024

end: TBA

word count: 7k+

You won a raffle hosted by a Camboy you loved tuning in to see! You would get to be on stream with him, allowing him to use your body in anyway he saw fit. It would be his first ever partner stream too… But when you got to the meeting place, you were shocked by the familiar face that greeted you.

Tags: Camboy!AU/Light Choking/Size Kink

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“Mom Friend”

start: 02.17.2024

end: TBA

word count: 10k+

Deuce has your best friend since you’ve been attending Night Raven College. So when he invites you to hang in his home town for Spring Break, it’s not really that shocking. But, you start to feel differently once you meet his mom. His mom who is single.

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Best Friend’s Brother

start: 02.20.2024

end: TBA

word count: 10k+

Ace asked if you wanted to come to his place during Spring Break. No point in kickin’ back in Ramshackle if you don’t have to! Unfortunately for Ace… You were paying extra attention to his older brother.

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The Princess of Briar Valley

start: 08.06.2022 end: 09.24.2022 word count: 10k+

You had to write a report and learn the teachings of the Thorn Fairy for a report due in three weeks. So, you were shipped off to stay in Diasomnia. But when you arrived, Malleus seems more interested to talk about the sleepy princess instead.

Tags: Yandere!Malleus/Size Difference/DubCon

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Sew Me Up Tight

start: 08.08.2022 end: 08.17.2022 word count: 2k+

Ruggie knows how to sew, and offers to fix something for you.

Tags: Fluff

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Foggy Lenses

start: 10.02.2022 end: 11.12.2022 word count: 5k+

You attend the camp with Grim once more! A storm is approaching, but Trey was currently M.I.A. He must be at the lake. You left Grim hold down the fort (your cabin room) while you went out to retrieve the Vice Housewarden. Once you did, the storm truly began, and the two of you ended up soaked and lost... At least there was a cabin nearby you two could shelter in for a bit! It's too bad you're so cold...

Tags: Size Difference/Make Outs

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I Had No Idea!

start: 11.20.2022 end: 03.02.2023 word count: 3k+

You were so in love with him, even though he was so far from your reach. All of your affections were pushed through a blue screen as you wished to one day become closer. That was, until you scored the last VIP ticket out of three from a co-worker. You were ecstatic. Getting up close to the stage to breathe his air, even feel him under your hands before your private meet up. He’s just so different meeting him in a closed off room. You feel so anxious… So tense... So, The Great Lilia Vanrouge of Twilight Dilema, offers to loosen you up with a drink.

Tags: NonCon/Drug Use

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The Queen of Card Tricks

start: 01.28.2023 end: 07.05.2023 word count: 10k+

Accidents happen. It's natural. It's human. But when being asked to help the Magishift team ended with a concussion, Headmage Crowley apparently had no choice but to ship you away to Royal Swords Academy for a few days to recover. But why? Ace and Deuce will do their best to help you find the answer while you're stuck at the Royal Swords Academy. And they're still at Night Raven College.

Tags: Gaslighting

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Proper Training

start: 06.08.2023 end: 08.28.2023 word count: 5k+

Leona has reminded you plenty that Vil wants nothing to do with you. Why? Simply because you are unskilled. With a bit of help and training, you feel as though you can finally please the one you adore the most! However... Vil doesn't seem very happy finding out that you've been spending time with someone else...

Tags: Yan!Vil Schoenheit/Stalker!MC

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Username: Cream.Together1025

start: 06.06.2023 end: 10.31.2023 word count: 5k+

You had become infatuated with a camboy streamer, tuning in every weekend to see him. Well, the parts of him you could see. He seemed so familiar too... You just didn't know how.

Tags: Mutual Masturbation/Camboy!AU

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A Lion and A Lizard

start: 03.05.2023 end: 02.24.24 word count: 20k+

Why? Oh why did you get paired up with the two people in all of Twisted Wonderland that hate each other the most? Was it a cruel twist of fate? The Seven testing your tenacity and patience? Whatever the reason was, didn't matter. You just needed to focus on not getting caught in the crossfire. So, you used the 'Divide and Conquer' method. But it seems both Leona and Malleus took this with a different context in mind.

Tags: Jealousy/Threesome/Monster Fucking(?)

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sucktacular · 10 months

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spilling my thoughts out about, oh, i might not just be anxious and burnt out from school! i might be burnt out as shit from masking my whole life. :) (new revelation to me)

so i learned something really juicy about myself with my therapist that im still kinda processing and dont really know how to move forward with it at all but its a realization that may help me with my agoraphobia healing????

SO YOU KNOW HOW IVE BEEN LIKE. Im so anxious im so scared of going outside cuz what if ppl judge me or are mean to me or whatever what if i cant fit in what if i look weird what if im targeted what if what if what if

so ive been going on for the past like... since march 2020 at minimum being like "im such an anxious mess i wish i coudl get my anxiety in check" and im sure thats a lot of it but ALSO

uhm... I used the word masking (i dont use it often cuz idk if it fits me and i also acknowledge its generally language used by autistic folk but also realizing now that maybe its something most neurodivergent folk can use? - plz dont get angry at me please if i use wrong words btw i'm uneducated and still teaching myself ; - ; but also clearly this makes sense for me also - and my therapist was basically like "okay, so, before we go forward, do you think that masking has anything to do with your agoraphobia?" as a point of asking me to think it over before we keep talking about it and for me to really personally think about it and digest it and... wow?? folks i think ive been masking so hard I burnt myself out?? which doing google research briefly i realize is definitely a thing (masking burn out) and i fucking

i cant believe ive been like "im burnt out because school is hard and im anxious all the time cuz im scared of ppl and thats it" when like yes thats fair and probably doesnt help but ALSO- WOAH MAYBE IM BURNT OUT BECAUSE EVEN TO OPEN MY FRONT DOOR TO GET MAIL IM ALWAYS LIKE OGH I GOTTA LOOK OKAY I GOTTA LOOK "NORMAL" I GOTTA GET READY I GOTTA PREP I GOTTA SWITCH ON THE NORMAL ME

if someone is delivering something i have to dress and brush my hair and preen and look in the mirror and take a mmoment to set myself up let alone if i go out into public spaces.

and we were talking and they asked what masking does for and to me, like whats the good whats the bad and like ive always known i wear myself out trying to be around ppl and public but i just chocked it up to being introverted. which is still a valid thing but thats maybe not... everything....

and i thought about it for a moment quietly and started getting a little choked up and was like, well masking makes me feel safe and makes me feel in control and right and like no one will pick me out to bother me or whatever. but then i started getting teary eyed and crying cuz.

i hate it. i HATE masking i HATE having to sit myself up right and preening myself til i have a head ache and i hate sitting on buses and the entire time being a whole experience where im just "dont look out that window its too close to that person theyll think youre looking at them and dont sloutch or youll look weird and dont move too much youll look weird and dont firdget youll look suspicious and dont look around youll look suspicious and definitely dont look at anyone or smile or wave and dont do anything just look out your window or your phone. NOTHIGN ELSE" and like... hm maybe thats not normal!!!??? I come home and im so tired im so tired and my clothes hurt me and my body hurts and im tense and im so burnt out emotionally and physically i avoid hanging out with friends because i feel like i have to act a certain way anyway when they know me and we both know theres no expectation for me to mask myself?? but i dont know how to turn it off at all.

its reminds me of finally learning to be okay with my hair. with not preening the fuck out of it before i go anywhere. that my natural dried hair is okay and good even. i rmember being in elementary school and i straightened my hair everyday because i have wavy hair and would brush it a lot and didnt know how to take care of it so it'd be a puffy long mess so the only way i knew how to fix that was the straighten it- and i remember one weekday night my straightener died and i was in HYSTERICS!!! I was crying!!! and begging!!! my mom for us to go to walmart to go get a new one. I literally felt like if I had to go to school the next day without my hair done that i would DIE!!!! something HORRIBLE would happen i wouldnt be normal enough and it would be the end for me or whatever. it freaked me out so SEVERELY. and like... i just chocked that up to anxiety and bullying, which yes it absolutely was. but maybe also... masking?? doing my little preening and things to make myself look less like a "weird kid" like less of a target

and like when i was a kid i always wanted to dress emo. i wanted the finger less gloves and i wanted the shaggy dark hair and i wanted the detailed outfits and the boots and the converse and the everything but i was SO SCARED to be seen as weird or out of place or give kids one more reason to bully me. and i remember being in high school like 9th grade and wearing striped fingerless gloves to school and i was so happy about them and at my locker some kids in my grade were lurking around behind me and loudly said something making fun of my gloves but not @ me just in general but it was 100% @ me even if i wasnt looking or involved. and i took them off... and i never wore them outside again... and then i sold them and got rid of them...

but like it took me so long to get to the point of like i care so much what ppl think but i also want to be what i want to look like and getting my hair cut SHORT and THEN dying it black and feeling like myself? i was so so scared out of my mind going in the next day but.... i also loved it?

and its just so fucked because i do all this shit to pretend to be normal and fine and safe and a trusting gentle person and I am, i am, its not a lie at all, but i make so much effort to make sure its a seeable attribute that like- helllooo??? IM ALT!!! IM GAY!! IM VISIBLY QUEER AND DRESS WEIRD!!! but im scared of being seen as weird?? what the fuck bro

and i know thats also internalized mental health stuff absolutely. even just saying "normal" and "weird" is very... yucky but i dont really know how else to describe it. but i see myself saying that and doing that and know its anti-mental health and anti-neurodivergence to feed into that within myself and externally

anyway just... damn man, im burnt out from masking all the damn time all my life and im just so tired of it to the point its easier to stay inside its easier to not take public transit its easier to get groceries delivered its easier to never go for a walk on my own its easier to do x y z but im deeply deeply unhappy

i think independence is so important to me, to be able to do what i want and where i want and do it ON MY OWN!!! i HATE relying on people i hate it so much. its not even so much the ego its just the feeling like i need to repay people for their kindness and money or gifts. and unless its specifically and perfectly said to not leave any doubts in my mind- im always going to feel like i need to repay them or that im a mooch and a bad person for accepting offers when i know i cant give them back?

just... fuck me man. and like my therapist brought up the fact i live with "strangers" and questioned how that effects me and like i cant remember where the end of that question or suggestion went but its true. i live with ppl i dont know too much past being nice people that dont seem to judge me or will allow me to have space without trying to talk me up or intrude on my personal space/personal time. but like....... yeah i couldnt begin to imagine what thats also doing to me.

thankfully ive gotten a lot better about living with strangers (ive been renting rooms in houses with other random tenants for the past ... 5 or so years?- this is the first place that wasnt student housing) but like man the gymnastics ive had to do to get comfortable just leaving my room to go to the bathroom let alone all the way down to the kitchen in the PvP zone. yeesh but yeah thankfully roomies now are super cool and super chill and will talk about problems without being passive aggressive or mean or confusing about it. ; w ;

anyway im rambling as fuck but uhm... yeah im burnt the fuck out and literally so tired all the time and anxious all the time and its probably got a lot to do with me internalizing what it means to be different, what it means to be queer and neurodiverse and what it means to my body and mind to try and pretend and switch on the "im normal and im safe and im a safe person to be around and im a nice person and im not a threat and im just minding my buisness" act that ive been switching on since i was old enough to be anxious about going to the front of the store without my parents to put a coin in the candy machine and trying to not freak out about the fact i COULD "look like im shop lifting or that i dont belong " even though ive never been in trouble for that when i was a kid and i never shoplifted as a kid and i was just doing what any kid would do????

so who else drinking the fucked up juice that makes you fucked up?

#sucktacular sucks #im kinda just spilling thoughts so idk if this is super coherent to follow but yeah uhm #pbbbbbbbbt fuck my stupid baka life #wish i knew any of this before i was 28 but i GUESS better late than never -_- fuck me

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sunshineistyping · 2 years

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Can we have another Human!AU With Glamrock Freddy please honestly don’t care what it’s about!

Sure thing, This ones gonna be a continuation from the first and sort of short!

You're Smiling

Part Two of The Death of Me

Pairing: Glamrock Freddy x Fem!Reader

Au: Human AU

Warnings: Mint Chocolate Chip Slander

Sorry not Sorry

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“Dont look at me like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like a kicked puppy.” You huff and cross your arms at his comment. You do NOT look like a kicked puppy! You had agreed to come on this second date for the attraction, not to be bullied by said date.

“Oh yeah? If I look like a kicked puppy then you're the one who kicked me! Imagine saying you like mint chocolate chip as if it's not the worst choice in an ice cream parlor.” He laughed, wrapping his arm around you. An ice cream date was the best thing that could've happened. At first, it had started a bit tense like last time, but now? Now you were laughing and curled into his side. Though it had started in the parlor the playful argument had extended to the park. So now here you were, being warmed by the sun and curled into your date on a bench. You hadn't expected to warm up to him again so soon, you didn't mind it at all. He was an absolutely amazing guy to have around.

“Youre smiling,” he mumbles as his eyes trace your face. A deep blush blooming across your cheeks at the comment.

“Uhm- Yes and?”

“Nothing, just noticed it.”

“So out of everything you could've possibly noticed. You immediately went for my smile?”

“Well sure, its the brightest thing out here.”

“There's no clouds in the sky, the sun is out too.”

“Did I stutter?” Oh. That made your heart flutter. That made your heart flutter a lot. Are we sure it's not a butterfly at this point? You turned away from his gaze trying to hide your embarrassment, yet your heartbeat gave it a way.

“Do you want to walk with me?” You're sure he’s just asking to spare you from any further humiliation but it helps. You nod, standing with him and walking side by side. The pace in which you walked was slow, lazy even, neither of you had any idea where to go. You were walking just to walk and it was surprisingly nice. The next few minutes were silent. The breeze and sun being the only notable things aside from the green trees and flowers.

“Whats your favorite flower?” You didn't have time to stop yourself from asking.

“Hm, red carnations.”

“Why?”

“My mom liked them a lot, she always gave me one after any big accomplishment I had. It was like our own little language, an ‘I love you’ of sorts.”

“Your mom sounds like an amazing woman.”

“She was.”

“Is...Is she dead?”

“No, sorry to give you that idea. She just left a long time ago. I haven't seen her for a few years but we’re still in contact. No need to worry!” He seemed a little anxious and yet it was super cute. Here he was, this big, strong man turning red over a small miscommunication.

“Well I have to meet her one day.”

“Why?”

“She raised you, and she did an amazing job.” You laugh and gently nudge him, Freddy smiling and grabbing your arm. He’d stopped after you said that and you hadn't even noticed.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can.”

“Would it be wrong if I was too, oh I don't know, theoretically ask to kiss you?” You paused at his words, a smile began to settle on your lips as you realized what he was trying to ask.

“Well that depends Freddy, but if you asked now I would theoretically say yes.”

“So, yes?”

“Absolutely yes.” It didn't take longer than a few seconds for his hands to cup your face. His golden eyes glistening against the sunlight as he leaned down to kiss you. His lips were soft, and he weirdly tasted like honey? It's probably because of some chapstick or something. It was good regardless. Your hands were pressed against his chest, his arms wrapped around your body.

“Ive been wanting to do that since last time I saw you.” He whispers as he pulls away, forehead pressed against yours.

“You should've! What did you think I was waiting for?”

“I mean, you could’ve gone in for it.”

“Absolutely not! That’s your job!” He loved the way you were. Actually, maybe he was addicted to it. What were you to him? A drug? A girlfriend? Both? Whatever it was he couldn’t get enough.

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#glamrock freddy x reader #female reader insert #female reader #fnaf x reader #security breach x reader #fnaf au

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mailboxmerchant · 3 years

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BAD DAY

tldr:naib is mfin horny after a match wit u bae n ur both in love with esch other and equally needy but dont knoe‼️

character: Naib Subedar - mercenary

fandom: identity V

warnings: SEX!!! who could have guessed, also rough/dom naib, swearing, power bottom(lmao)/fem reader, perhaps some masochistic type a stuff but not crazy, less goooooooo

(this is like. just horny. no thoughts. only horny)

As sweat beaded down his forehead, you watched Naib angrily smash the keys of a decoding machine. Something was up, but your teammate just never seemed to let on when something had gone wrong. This match was going fine, you had three more ciphers to go, and everyone was still up and going, only two of your teammates being injured. The hunter was struggling to find any of you, and with each of you teamed up with another to decode, you were all feeling confident in a victory to the survivors. So why was Naib so stressed?

“Hey, Naib?”

“What, y/n?”

His tone was sharp, and he snapped back instantly. Someone was clearly cranky. What did you even do?

“Are you...feeling okay? You seem...tense.” You kept your tone neutral, preventing there to be any negativity for him to react to. Before he snapped back, he missed a calibration and alerted the hunter of our position. Still not talking, Naib wrapped a braced arm around your waist and made a dive into a pile of cardboard boxes and other various recyclables. “Shut it, y/n. Hunter’s comin’.”

You went quiet, but still, his commanding attitude could be done without. You squirmed in Naib’s grip, at which he grunted, and tightened his hold on you.

He was started to really make you worry. Naib was usually a calm, collected rescuer, who often would be more reassuring when you were being hunted. You promised you’d figure all this out, just maybe after the match ended.

The danger passed, quite literally, as Hell Ember jaunted around the trash pile you were hiding in. Naib’s grip got even tighter around you as the hunter loomed closer. “N-Naib, I can’t-” Naib didn’t seem to give a damn for what you had to say as he slapped a hand over your mouth. “I said, quiet.” His tone was worsening, he was really pissed, huh?

You couldn’t deny yourself though, hearing him sound so stern and having him grab at you so suddenly really threw you off. Your ever-so-secret crush on Naib was keeping you from feeling angry about any of this, in fact, you were almost happy to be so close, even if he was being rude.

Finally though, you decided that you needed to get back to the matter at hand. Leo was gone, and Naib had to let go of you sometime. You made more of an effort to move, and Naib finally dropped you. Quickly, you jumped back on the machine as the Merc slowly crept from the box pile to return to his typing position. “You know, you could have been caught if it weren’t for me.” He sputtered, quieter than before. “Th-thank you...? God, Naib, what’s your issue today?” You spoke more questioningly than upset, hoping he wouldn’t hear the annoyed undertone in your speech. “It’s nothing you’d understand.”

Alright, you were giving up for the remainder of decoding time.

Silently, you both finished the machine, and you made a break for the opposite direction of Naib. You figured you could have some alone time to just decode, calm down, and prep for the ending leap where you’d have to play a guessing game for which gate Hell Ember would be waiting for you at.

Taking a break from running, your steps grew light as you began to pace yourself. “y/n!” As you looked through the fog, you discovered that Edgar was awaiting you with a half done machine. “Edgar! You’re here!” You made a quick greeting to the painter before getting back to business. Small talk wasn’t necessary between the two of you, as the ability to decode calmly was leaving both of your skillsets as your heartbeats became slowly more audible.

“Come on, y/n, we can finish this, just don’t look away from the calibrations. Stay focused.” Edgar gave you a light tap of the palm to your head as he smacked the sides of the cipher. Your pace increased, as did Edgar’s as you had merely a percentage left. Someone else’s machine popped off, and yours a second later.

Determined and brave, you made off like a bullet towards the southward exit gate. Sneaking around a broken pillar, you sighed at the sight of a clear gate. Edgar clearly didn’t share the idea that this was the correct gate, so you could only hope he was hiding and waiting it out to escape. Actually, it seemed like everyone picked the wrong-

*SLAM*

A large hand suddenly slapped down on the decoding pad next to yours, frightening the hell out of you. You prepared to meet your doom when you turned around, but instead met a glaring Naib. “N-Naib! Jesus, you scared the shit out of me!” “Where’d you run off to earlier!? We were supposed to be decoding together.”

His tone from earlier was still present, so....clearly he was still peeved about something you did. “W-well I just thought-” “You thought nothin’, y/n. Just keep decoding.” Your crush wasn’t protecting him any more. Letting out an anxious and angry grunt, you turned back around to the coding pad, slamming the rubbery keys down as you decoded.

So that’s how it was, then, huh? Fine.

“Naib, you’re a real asshole.” You huffed as you finished the gate, and stormed out, not evening looking back to see if he OR Hell Ember were following.

Once back in the manor, you rushed back to your room, the embarrassment and guilt from your actions following you quickly after.

Keeping up the angry façade, you slammed your door behind you before running to flop on your bed. Holding your pillow close to your face, you yelled into it, hoping it was enough to choke the sound.

“Damn it, Naib...” You closed your eyes, hoping to wake up with a renewed confidence that way you wouldn’t have to deal with the consequences of your words.

The sound of three loud, harsh knocks on your door awoke you from your rage nap.

“OPEN UP! COME ON, I ALREADY KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE, Y/N!!”

Naib? Again? Now what...

You begrudgingly sauntered to your door, cracking it open to peek out. Only, Naib pushed right through your defenses, pushing both you and the door back. “Hey!”

Naib was more forceful than before, walking quickly in your direction, and even quicker, cornering you against your bed. You fell onto your behind as Naib gave you a harsh push. “What is all this?! You’ve been acting weird since we started decoding together in that match, and you’re totally out of line! I didn’t even...do anything...” Your words lost their force as you trailed your eyes downward. So that’s why he was all pent up.

An obvious tent in Naib’s pants was what your eyes met with, and even though your cheeks began to blush furiously, you averted your gaze and tried to pretend that you saw nothing. “J-just get out of my room.” You grumbled, no longer able to keep eye contact.

“I just came to talk, y/n, don’t throw me out.” Naib shifted his body, effectively pinning you to the plush mattress, a hand on either side of your head. You ‘hmphed’, and curtly turned your face away from him.

“D-don’t act all pissy,” he grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him, “you’re making it so much worse!” Your eyes still just couldn’t meet his, the heat between the both of you running down between your legs. Sliding a knee between your thighs, Naib leaned down to speak gruffly into your ear.

“This is all your fault, you know.”

“N-Naib! I-” but your words were quickly vanquished by a pair of warm, slightly chapped lips slamming down on your own. A slight graze of his teeth on your bottom lip gave you more excitement than you’d ever felt in any match, and you immediately parted your lips to feel Naib’s wet tongue slick into your mouth.

You let out a quiet noise, enough for him to notice. After what felt like an eternity (seconds) of making out, Naib pulled away to hold your face in one hand, squishing your cheeks harshly between his fingers. “So...that’s how you feel, huh?”

You were flustered, but it wasn’t going to take away what your nap earned you. “You were being so awful in that match, but I still...love you, Naib. I didn’t know when or where to tell you, but if you’re gonna do it first, then by all means...” You gestured to Naib with a smirk.

Hungrily, Naib practically shredded your clothes off, each of his hands attaching themselves to your chest as he kneaded your soft breasts between his fingers. Your quiet pants were driving him absolutely insane. He loved every little exhale that escaped your mouth, settling to nip and suck at your neck, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. Telling you how much he needed this, how long he was waiting for this, how he wanted you.

An abrupt end to the sensations in your chest were replaced by a hand sliding underneath each of your thighs. Lifting them up to his shoulders, Naib quickly unfastened his belt, a look of giddiness flashing across his smug face.

Diving his head down to meet his forehead to yours, Naib snatched your panties off in seconds, aligning himself painfully slow. As he slid his length slowly into your entrance, you dug your fingers into his hair, which was messily tied into his usual ponytail. Hissing at the feeling of you tugging his hair, Naib pushed all the way inside of you, earning a mewl of both pain and pleasure from you.

"Ah, but wait..."

You winced as Naib suddenly pulled his length out of your entrance, the emptiness being too much to bear. "I'm an asshole, aren't I?"

He was going to make you eat your words.

Almost literally.

"Get up." His harsh tone was back, but it only served to make you feel hotter than before. Giving a shy nod, you got to your knees as Naib stood at the edge of the bed.

Nervously eying him, you gaped at his length, wishing you didn't say those words before so he could drive you insane with pleasure with it.

Stupid y/n...

"Well?" Tired of waiting, Naib took his hand to the back of your head, pushing you closer to his body, your head colliding with his chest. The sudden wholesome warmth was quickly replaced as he pushed you downwards near his manhood.

You began to comply as you opened your mouth, feeling as he gave a slow first grind into your throat. You choked immediately, but didn't pull away. Not yet.

Breathing quickly through your nose, you began to suck aggressively with no warning, pulling a gasp from the previously snarky Merc.

"Ga-hah! y-y/n...." Pulling off with a 'pop', you went back down to give small kitten licks to the tip of his cock, earning little shifts of position and pants from Naib.

"Stop....stop teasin' me...." was all he could huff out. You slid the entirety of his length in and out for a quick throat fuck a few times, feeling the tears prick at your eyes. In your own way, you were making him pay for being so snide earlier. “Screw you, y/n. Have it your way.”

Your torture paid off!

Naib firmly pushed you back down on your stomach, grasping your hips and pulling you close to his own hips. Letting out a satisfied hum, you felt as Naib quickly align himself with your entrance once more.

Giving you no time to readjust again, he fully sheathed himself inside of you, your insides stretching once again to fit him inside. “Hah....shit, Naib.....” You cursed, grasping tightly onto Naib as he pushed you both down, beginning to thrust wildly in and out of you. Every pounding slammed harder against the entrance of your womb, the suction of your warm, wet insides also providing intense pleasure for Naib.

“Oh fuck, y/n, you’re...so tight...” Naib panted loudly into your ear. Neither of you were even remotely worried about the other manor residents hearing either of your moans racketing off the walls of the creaky residence.

“G-god...I c-can’t...hold on...” You whimpered pathetically as your dug your fingers into Naib’s scalp a second time. As your begging for more became louder, you felt the knot in your stomach grow larger, tighter, and more overwhelming than you’d ever felt before. You could feel Naib’s hard and precise thrusts growing sloppy, and you knew you were both getting close to climax.

“y/n....y/n....I’m gonna...” Before his sentence could even be finished, Naib’s thick cock twitched harshly inside you as you felt his hot seed pour into you. The spreading warmth was enough to send you over the edge, your juice quickly spilling out to mix with his own.

Slowly pulling out, your precious mercenary promptly collapsed on top of you, his head coincidentally landing in between your tits. You sighed hazily, riding off your previous high as you wrapped your arms around his head, and slowly letting your eyes close in exhaustion.

a/n: so sorry if theres any typos/grammar-spellin mistakes. i rushed the end bc i had this cued for FOREVER, enjoy babes <3

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Anticipation

kuroo x gn!reader

summary: reader gets nervous about their first kiss with kuroo and instead of talking about it they avoids him until they are forced to face the problem

genre: hurt/comfort? to fluff?

warning: none

word count: ~1200

a/n : hope you enjoy and are having a good day. don’t forget to drink water!

It shouldn’t have been a problem. It was a totally normal thing that millions of people have done. It was just a simple kiss. But to you it have melted into this anxious mess.

There are so many things piled onto what the first kiss should be. It should be romantic. It should be memorable. You should both be good kissers. There should be fireworks and sparks flying. It should last for the perfect amount of time. It should be perfect.

Although, how can someone who hasn’t even had their first kiss be perfect. You and Kuroo have now been dating for two months and you still haven’t had you first kiss. You hadn’t even realized it was such a big deal until Yuka about what your first kiss with Kuroo was like and you had to tell him you hadn’t yet. Now it’s all you can think about. Every time you see Kuroo your are constantly tense in case he goes in for one. What if when he kissed you all he can taste is the fish you had for lunch? Or what if when he goes for it after your volleyball practice and you stink? There is just so much that can go wrong and only so many mint you can take and deodorant you can apply.

You didn’t mean for it to happen but it did. You started avoiding Kuroo. It was small at first. You would keep you interactions short so there wouldn’t be any time to even think about kissing you. Then you just started avoiding him all together. Honestly, you didn’t even think he would notice with how much the two of you are busy in volleyball practices. But he did.

You were walking out of the gym after a late practice when Kuroo grabs your arm and pulls you around to look at him. He’s keeps his hands on your forearms as if he is scared you’ll run away. You don’t know why, not like you’ve been doing that all week.

“Y/N we need to talk.” Kuroo had a very serious look on his face and was staring straight into your eyes. At this you began to panic. Did you manage to make the problem even worse. Now instead of worrying about a kiss it won’t be a problem at all because you won’t even be dating.

“I don’t know what I did but I’m sorry,” Kuroo practically begged and shocked you very much, “I know I’m busy a lot of the time, and we dont spend as much time together like other couples, but I really, really need you.” At this point Kuroo pulls you into a tight hug and you’re still to shocked to talk. You never thought he would blame himself for this.

“Kuroo I-” You start to clarify what the actually problem is but he interrupts you. He pulls back from the hug now starting to ramble.

“No, please listen to me. I’m sorry but we can get through this. Coach won’t like it but-”

“Kuroo.” “-I can leave practice early and even stop playing on my days off-” “Kuroo!” “-I know we can make this work-” “KUROO.” You now yell to get his attention. He is shocked by this outburst but is now quiet. Dreading what you are about to say.

“Its not you, its me-” He goes to cut you off again but you stop him, “It’s just that we’ve been dating for a while now, you know, and I realized the other day. Well I guess was told. No I think realized is right-”. Suddenly you feel pathetic. You have been avoiding him all week over something a silly as a kiss.

“Y/N your the one rambling now.” He said with an empty laugh.

“Iwasnervousaboutkissingyou.” You whisper quickly. Kuroo furrows his brow not sure if he heard you right.

“What? I couldn’t hear you.”

“I was nervous about kissing you!,” you shout at him, “This is my first kiss and there is so much pressure for it to be right but I have no idea what I’m doing and I’m scared I’ll be bad at it or that I’ll taste like my lunch or something!” Your now looking away and blushing hard with embarrassment. Kuroo lets out a small laugh which breaks down into a full on laughing fit which makes you even more embarrassed.

“Stop laughing.” You grumble quietly.

“Gah! I wasn’t laughing at you, it’s just I thought you were sick of me. Everyone thinks I’m some playboy or realationship expert but really I’m just cocky fake. I thought you had had enough of me or finally noticed I wasn’t what everyone says I am,” Kuroo says now much more relaxed, “I’ve only actually kissed two other people before. One was on the cheek and the other was initiated by them. So I was also quite nervous about screwing up our first kiss.” Suddenly you saw Kuroo in a whole new light. Sure you knew he wasn’t super experienced in relationships but something about the confidence he gives off made me feel like you were the only nervous one. You rock up onto your tippy toes and wrap your arms around his shoulders, glad to finally be able to hug him again. He responds wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.

“Just so you know, it’s not that I don’t want to kiss you, I do, it’s just intimidating. The idea not you!” You quickly add on. Suddenly he’s let go of you and your face is being cradled by his big hands. It happens so fast you can barely keep up with what’s happening. One moment you hugging and the next his lips are on yours. Before you can even kiss back it’s over. You look up at him dazed and he has a huge smile on his face.

“Bam! First kiss over now you don’t need to worry. You didn’t have a chance to even kiss back so you weren’t bad,” Kuroo says still cradling you face, “but even if you were that just means we get to practice more.” He winks at you. You turn you face away feeling giddy. He steps away and takes your hand instead ready to walk you home.

“Just so you know, even if you never wanted to kiss me, I would be okay. I would much rather have an intimate emotional relationship with you than one based purely off sexual interactions.” Kuroo adds softly as you walk away.

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