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emmyrosee · 2 months

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So some idea for Sukuna fluff 🥺 like imagine you want to take a picture with him and at first he gets annoyed because he thinks this is stupid af and his grumpy ass just doesn’t understand stuff like this. But when he sees that you are like really upset he changes his mind and be like “come on brat, let’s do it” 😭 He still thinks it’s stupid but at least you are happy now 🥺 idkkk this thought just came to me, maybe you will use it one day, love your works 🫶🏻

“Kuna-baby!” You chirp, throwing yourself next to him on the couch. He flinched to the side to make room for you, and you curl into his side as you lift your phone up to fit you both in frame. “Smile!”

“For what?”

“My picture!”

“The fuck am I smiling for free for?” He scoffs, and you feel your heart stop for a sec and your smile falters slightly. “I smile for Ma and when kids fall. That’s it.”

“Not even for me?” You ask with a chuckle, but deep down, your heart hurts, and you hope this is just mindless teasing.

“You’re no exception to any of my rules,” he says flatly.

He means it.

You give him another chuckle and push off of him, letting him go back to his game and scrolling through your phone to try and combat the hurt in your soul at his harshness.

Apparently, the mood shift is too much for your boyfriend, and he paused his game again and moves his headphone from his ear, “what’s with you?”

“Nothing,” you lie.

He groans, “is this seriously making you upset? The fact I won’t take a stupid picture with you?”

“It’s not stupid,” you pout. “I just… wanted… a new wallpaper. For my phone…”

You practically feel his eyes roll back into his skull as you continue to scroll on your phone. Then, he wraps an arm around you, tucking you back into his side with your chin resting in the dip of his elbow, “don’t be like this, brat.”

“Im not being like anything.”

“Youre being a pouty brat.”

“Oh, am I?” you sigh.

“Fine,” he snips, resuming his game. “See if I care.” The room is shrouded in tenseness, practically suffocating for you both. You take a deep breath, understanding his discomfort but simply being told “no” would’ve been just as sufficient.

The game doesn’t last long, though, as apparently he’s discomforted in the silence too.

He takes a deep inhale through his nose and pauses again, pressing a kiss to your temple and using his hand to rub your cheek, “make it a good one. And I get to approve it before you make it your background.”

Immediately, you perk up, smiling softly and shifting to be in a more comfortable position, angling your phone to take a picture. He angles his head to bury his nose against the crown of your head, and his eyes close as he takes a relaxing breath of your scent. You’re quick to snap the picture secretly, admiring how blissful he looks merely relishing in your warmth. Then, he flashes you a close-mouthed smile, one wide enough where the dimple in his cheek is prominent, and when you snap that picture, his face falls.

“Hate that fuckin’ thing,” he grumbles.

“What thing?”

“The fucking divot in my cheek,” he says. “Makes me look like a kid.”

“Baby,” you coo, twisting your body to cup his cheek in your hand, “is that why you don’t like having your picture taken?”

He doesn’t answer, but he doesn’t have to. You know the answer. “I think it’s handsome,” you purr.

“I don’t care what you think.”

“Yes, you do,” you snicker. “Clearly. But that’s okay. Because I think you’re perfect.”

“I am perfect.” He presses another kiss to your head, “now shut up and let me play. Glad your ass is happy now.”

“I really am, sukuna. Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. Ever again. Ever.”

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bkgml · 1 year

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meanie katsuki makes the reader jealous on purpose then she cries bc he thinks he doesnt love them anymore ☹️

katsuki messing up!

katsuki has never seen you get jealous. to him, anyone who looks your way is a threat. he wants you all to himself, it’s selfish he knows, but he just needs you so badly.

you never ever showing him you’re jealous annoys him to no end. do you even want him that bad? maybe you care less about him than he cares about you.

he takes his problem to kirishima. he’s the only one he trusts to talk about this.

“so? what do i do?” he asks.

“i don’t understand, you want her to be jealous?” kirishima questions.

“i guess. i just want her to show that she wants me.” katsuki frowns. he sounds so damn vulnerable right now.

“try and make her jealous then. see if she cares enough about you.”

“huh. how the fuck do i do that?” katsuki asks.

“anytime a girl comes up to you, flirting with you and stuff, flirt back a little. don’t tell them to fuck off like you normally do.”

“flirt back…”

“hey there, sexy.” a woman calls to katsuki in the street.

he’s used to this shit. people are always coming up to him in the street flirting with him. can’t they see you’re right there holding his hand?

‘flirt back’ he thinks.

“hey.” he smiles.

‘what the fuck? did he just flirt with her?’ you think to yourself. you’re used to seeing katsuki be flirted with, but to see him flirt back? how dare he?

you frown for a moment but quickly neutralize your face so he doesn’t see your jealousy, he’s never been disloyal you have no reason to nag him with jealousy.

things go on like this for weeks. someone will flirt with katsuki and he’ll blatantly flirt back. you’re growing upset. why is he doing this right in front of you?

eventually, you’re at your wits end.

you went to visit katsuki for lunch at his agency and he told his secretary to tell him you arrived while being discreet. he had a coworker in his office that’s always been flirty with him, touchy and blunt with suggestive remarks.

he decided to indulge her this time so you could walk in and see him flirting with her.

“hi, handsome. you wanted to see me?” she asked.

you arrived at his office and opened the door.

“uh huh. wanted to know why you were walking around with those tight ass pencil skirts.”

you stiffen.

“katsuki…?” you say, voice cracking.

“shit. why are you crying, pretty?” he stands and orders the woman out of his office.

he shuts the door and turns to you.

you look so small and fragile like this.

he cups your face but you back away shaking your head.

“are you cheating on me?” you say, tears finally falling.

“what? no. never.”

you look down, hands clenching into fists.

“then why have you been flirting with everyone? every single person who’s flirted with you in the past couple weeks you’ve flirted back. you’ve acted like i don’t even exist when someone else is there. i tried to let it go but now you’ve pushed me over the fucking edge katsuki!” you scream.

katsuki winces. he went way to far.

“it was a stupid fucking idea, baby. im so sorry, i pushed you too hard on this.” he defends.

you look up at him and glare.

“what idea?”

“i was talking to kirishima about how i’ve never seen you jealous and i was fucking insecure. i didn’t know if you wanted me because you always brush it off when other bitches flirt with me! he told me i should try to make you jealous!”

“you think it’s easy to brush it off? i was trying to not make you think i was clingy because i am so obviously out of your league! i thought you’d fucking leave me if i clung to you like this!” you’re pissed. he made you feel worthless because of some stupid idea?

“i wasn’t thinking. you’re out of my league, sweets. i messed up so fucking bad because i was insecure. can you forgive me? please? i don’t deserve it but i only have eyes for you and i always will.” he steps closer to you.

you think for a minute before sighing.

“i forgive you but i’m still fucking pissed. you’re going to be making this up to me for years.”

“promise. i’ll spend forever making this shit up to you.” he steps closer again.

“can i hold you now?” he pleads.

you laugh lightly and he smiles.

you raise your arms and katsuki rushes forward, wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you.

he places kisses all over your face and neck before burying his face in your chest.

“i messed up.”

“yeah.” you smile.

he walks to his desk chair and sits with you in his lap.

he places a kiss to your lips.

“i’m an idiot.”

“yeah.”

he wipes your old tears off your face and kisses your temple.

“kirishimas an idiot too for giving me that advice.”

“yeah.”

you wrap your arms around his neck.

you kiss his nose.

“you’re perfect and no one else compares.”

“yeah.”

katsuki laughs and holds you tight to him. rubbing your back and weaving his fingers through your hair, breathing in your sweet perfume.

“wanna have lunch now?”

“yeah!”

#bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x yn #bakugou x you #bakugou katuski x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader

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inf3ct3dd · 2 months

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loser!ellie headcanons pt.6

summary: ellieeee my chiquitita my baby my love

warnings: none :3

authors note: ik yall missed herrrr

masterlist. help palestine.🇵🇸

- ellie tries to be soooo cool and wear her cool people jackets (leather jackets, canvas, those carhartt hoodie jackets etc) but they’re very not helpful against the cold and you’ll be out with her and shes just SHIVERING the whole time…

- she’s obsessed w those “general knowledge quizzes” on tiktok. that girl is a hoe for trivia she’s sitting on her bed at three in the morning saying her answers OUT LOUD while she watches them. she gets so upset when she gets literally any wrong… “man…im not a quiz master 🙁”

- ik in the games she walks around with her little journal and shit but i feel like shes definitely jus constantly typing shit in her notes app… random thoughts and jokes and shit that she most definitely shows you at the end of the day

- she barely ever baby talks to babies… she’ll go up to a baby and just be like “wassup dude” and have a full blown conversation with him while the babies just sitting there babbling and giggling at her

- thinks those “im nothing like yall” slideshows r so hilarious…. like you’ll be on the couch and she’s just giggling at her phone at paracetamol 😞

- references the most niche memes ever constantly and literally googles them to explain herself. you guys went camping and she said “boy you want hot dog” and you were like ????

- so strangely particular about how her stuff is arranged 😭 her desk looks like an absolute hot mess 90% of the time but SHE UNDERSTANDS IT and if u try and organize it for her she just puts it back how it was

- always says “guys” and “yall” when she’s talking to literally one person. and CHAT. she just constantly adds it into conversation like “chat how are you today”

- loves asking if things are “fire.” she’ll cook you something and you take a bite and shes like “is that shit fire???” she has to know

- obsessed with “i barely know her” jokes. the second someone says something ending in er shes like “rider??? i barely know her!!” and she’s laughing her ass off

- that girl will go HAM on some mac and cheese. but it can only be really good baked mac or the shitty kraft mac and cheese. she puts like- hella pepper and red chili flakes in it and eats it straight out of the pot 🔥 its always at like three in the morning and you just walk in the kitchen to her with a pot in her lap watching glee or some shit

- SPEAKING. OF. glee is most definitely one of her guilty pleasure shows…like shes rewatched it a million times and glee cast was one of her top artists on apple music wrapped

- shes an apple music user. send tweet.

- got yelled at by an old lady once cuz she picked her flowers out of her front yard and gave them to you

- when i tell you that girl goes ham on those tiny clementines… she’ll eat like 10 in one day and theres just PEELS. EVERYWHERE.

- also she fw grapes heavy. especially green grapes (shes a weird little freak red grapes are so much better)

- OBSESSED WITH THOSE BLIND BAG SHITS. especially mini brands oh my god she definitely has the whole lil grocery store set and she’s so obsessed with it.

- her house slippers are definitely just a pair of crocs with the fur inside and a bunch of stupid ass jibbits. she buys the mega packs off amazon and changes them whenever shes bored

- has SO MANY drafts on tiktok and they’re all her trying filters staring at the screen like 😯

- most annoying person to sleep next to ever . snoring, sleep talking, moving around CONSTANTLY and hitting you accidentally, the only way she sleeps peacefully is if you’re holding her or she’s holding you, otherwise shes insane

- weirdly into linguistics…that girl is using humongous words for no good reason just for fun and half the time she has no idea what they mean and when she googles them and shes right about the definition she does that little fist pump and “fuck yes”

- speaking of. that girl is SPEEDRUNNING DUOLINGO . she’s fluent in (bad spaniard) spanish from it, and just learns random languages for fun. you speak a different language? she’s learning it immediately. definitely leaves notes for you in random languages she learned and you have to pull out a translator to understand wtf shes talking about… she also sleep talks in spanish sometimes and its so funny

- loves trying out different recipes…like i said my girl is a CHEF she will be at home fucking up a salmon bake she made and making you homemade pho for dinner

- had a phase when she was younger when she was really into the la bamba movie and dressed like richie valens for two years

- also cried so hard when she watched selena with you…that girl was devastated 💔 every time she hears “dreaming of you” she almost sheds a tear

“when that yolanda bitch gets out of prison….im shooting someone . its obvious who its gonna be.”

- she definitely begged joel to buy her a gun for christmas and he would take her to the range all the time so she can SHOOT. that girl is goated at lazer tag she gets down…does not play

- thought that candy cigarettes were the coolest thing ever when she was little… everywhere she went she had one hanging out of the side of her mouth and shed hold them between her fingers like they do in movies. if you two go to a candy shop shes for sure buying a pack

#loser!ellie #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x fem reader #ellie x you #ellie williams #ellie williams x you #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou

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bangchansgirlsblog · 7 months

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Overprotective

-9th member

Warnings: Angst, fighting.

Pairing: strays kids 9th member

Summary: being an idol is hard but it’s even harder when you want to be a normal teen but you can’t.

Enjoy!🩷

"But Chris!" I say yelling from the other side of the room.

We had been arguing for almost 10 minutes now and he wasn’t budging at all.

"I know you wanna go for the concert but we have a flight the next day, it won't be okay and I'm not risking you going out alone with non of the boys with you." He says crossing his hands and glaring at me.

"But Chris! I'll be with the girls-"

"The girls that im not in charge of! The girls that drink like maniacs and do stupid shit. You'll end up in a ditch!" He shouts at me.

He was currently sat on the dining table and his laptop was out meaning he was doing work.

I thought it would be a good idea to ask him about going for a concert tonight with the girls that I used to train with. They had invited me out and since I had been behaving I thought Chan would allow me too.

"Please Chan this is the only time I get to be a normal teen. I'll be back early and I won't touch or do anything illegal I promise." I complain in my whining voice.

"Nope." He simply says and I get even more angry.

"Chris you don't even let me go out! Why are you being like this!" I grab the pillow and throw it at him but he dodges it and glares at me.

"You know why I am! Im not arguing about this anymore. Go to your room and make sure all your stuff is packed. This conversation is done.”

"Ugh! I wish I never became a K-pop idol! I hate you!" I scream. I knew I was being dramatic but I had to atleast get my lick back. I refused to let him win this argument.

"If I knew you were gonna act like this I wouldn't pick you in the first place! You’re such a brat!" His voice louder than before.

"Woah woah woah what's going on In here?" Leeknow says walking into the room. Obviously coming out from the shower.

"Get your daughter before I yell at her even more." He tells him. standing up to pace the room.

"Y/nie what happened baby girl?" Leeknow asks wrapping his arms around me.

I knew if I told leeknow about the concert he would have been more stern than Chan. He would have mean more stricter.

“Hey why are you crying? Talk to me.” He softly says wiping off the tears that run down my cheeks.

“It’s nothing, Chan’s just being a jerk,” I spat and shrugged his arms off before walking up the stairs.

"What did you do Chan?" I hear him ask Chan.

Chan and leeknow always acted like the mum and dad of the group. In every situation.

I hear them whispering, Chan probably telling him about the concert and I hear leeknow gasping. Knowing trouble was coming my way I silently groan and walk in the dark corridors making my way to my room.

All the other guys were at practice or shopping cause we were going to leave in the morning so the house was quiet.

Being an idol was fun, I enjoyed it but that means I wasn't allowed to grow up in a normal space.

Being the youngest in the group of boys made it worse cause they were bugging on me and checking on me 24/7 and since my parents didn't leave in Korea they gave all guardian rights to Chan. Making me his "child".

A sigh escapes my mouth.

I sit on the carpet and fold my clothes while putting them in my pink suitcase.

We were going to New York for Lollapolza so I had to make sure I packed quite a lot. So I was busy, my thoughts were taunting me.

Chan's words didn't leave my head as I was busy packing up everything,

I was so upset that I didn't hear or see Leeknow walking in.

I wipe my tears and give him a smile, knowing he was going to scold me. I just knew it.

"Honey." He says with his scolding tone.

"Yes leeknow."

"You've disappointed me" he softly says.

"But Lee-"

"Chan is your elder, he watches over you like a father. He makes sure you eat sleep and rest and he helps you get to the goals you wanna reach right?"

"Yes but Leeknow-"

"No no no, you've hurt his feelings. I want you to apologize because I know me and him didn't raise you like this. We raised you to be respectful and to listen" he holds my hand and slowly rubs circles on them just to make sure I wasn’t upset but I was.

"What about my feelings leeknow you don't want to listen to me!" I blurt out frustrated.

He takes it by surprise cause I never dared raise my voice at him or yell at him.

"Excuse me?" He says raising an eyebrow. I quickly regret it and say a tiny “sorry” causing him to nod his head for me to continue

"Leeknow it's tiring watching all my friends having fun while I'm stuck on the side. When my friends are partying and having fun, I have dance practice from 6-12 in the night. I'm tired I just asked for one night out."

"But look baby girl, I know you want to be normal sometimes but you worked for this. You chose this life and the harsh truth is, Chan is looking out for you and our image. You can't be caught out drinking and smoking with boys." He says softly.

He obviously didn't get it but I was so exhausted from fighting I just nodded.

"Okay now wash your face, the boys are almost home and we'll have dinner. I hope your done packing." He says while getting up from the ground.

I just say a little hum and zip up my bag.

I take a shower and wear what looked like Jeogin's hoodie and some sweatpants and make my way down stairs.

All the guys were sitting on the table and the tension in the room was high.

"Hey munchkin," Han says kissing my forehead.

I tell him a little hello and he frowns at my dull face.

He obviously knew why I was upset but he didn't know it affected me this much.

Leeknow brings out the food and we all start to eat when I get a text on my phone causing me to look at it.

Maknae's On 🔝 :

Felix: we hard about the fight you had with Chan 😬

I.N: yeah sorry about it pookie.

Y/n: Guys we're on the table Chan is going to tell us off! Stop texting.

*cough cough* I look up to see Chan glaring at me obviously wanting to get my attention.

"No phones on the table Y/n you know this." Chan says while putting his fork down

"I was telling them to stop-"

"Just put it away and stop arguing." He cuts me off and grabs the bowl of potatoes.

"Are you serious right now Chan?" I ask in disbelief.

Why was he only picking on? Was he that angry at me? If he was going to be mad he should just say so instead of picking on me.

"Y/n let it go." Changbin says getting in the middle of the fight.

"But I was just-"

"What did we talk about?" Leeknow asks.

I scoff and put my phone down.

Saying things under my breathe because I was so mad.

The evening consisted of all the boys talking about the flight and discussed dance moves or general performance things.

I sit there quiet thinking about how I would be at a concert right now having a blast but I was home being given the Cold shoulder.

I grab my plate and put it in the sink leaving everyone in the dining room and making my way to my room.

I turn off all the lights and sit in the darkness scrolling through my phone trying to calm down.

It was long before I heard a knock on the door.

It was my oldest ‘brother’.

"Can I come in?" He softly says but I turn my back on him and look the other direction. Still very angry at him.

"Fair enough, I still am coming in." He sighs and sits by my bed.

The room is quiet.

"I'm sorry Y/nie" he says while brushing my hair.

His touch is soft and delicate almost like he didn’t want to break me or hurt me.

When he realized I wasn’t going to talk he just continued talking:

"Your the only girl in the group AND your the youngest. I worry okay? I worry because as men in this industry we see a lot but the women have seen worse. Your still a baby Y/nie. I wouldn't forgive myself if anything happened to you. I basically raised you. I want the best for you always. I know what I said has hurt you, it wasn't my intention but you hurt me, and being your older brother I was disappointed. Channie loves you so much and Im happy your on my team okay?" He finalizes and I feel a drop on my shoulder.

I look at him and watch he had tear stained eyes. My heart breaks and the guilt starts to fill my stomach.

"Oppa don't cry because of me. I'm sorry." I get up and wipe his tears. Hugging him tight.

"I was just angry, I don't hate you I promise. I just need to understand things Channie..." I trail off and look at my hands.

“And that’s okay, you’re still young and I’m going to do whatever it takes to protect you.” He softy says and pulls me into his arms one last time.

“Also I’m sorry for yelling at you during dinner, I put the boys out in time out.”

“You did?”

“Yeah no gaming for the next hour.” He says proudly.

“Ohh that’s a nice one.” I give him a high five while we laugh.

Hey *with rizz*😜

#skz comfort #skz imagines #skz angst #skz x reader #skz drabbles #skz fluff #skz stay #skz x y/n #skz x you #stray kids drabbles #bangchan angst #bangchan x reader #bang chan angst #bang chan x reader #bangchan fluff

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moneymartin · 13 days

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OKOK SO I JUST SAW THE NOTIF!!

so hear me out…maybe reader is like a fam friend of Kate’s. They were best friends and played together all the time. They went to Iowa together, and are roommates. Reader plays volleyball, soccer, softball, wtv you want. And like a slow burn friends to lovers!!?? (i’m a whore for friends to lovers) i’m talking mutual pining, years of attraction and feelings…literally brewing for 22 years (kate’s going to be 24 soon, so like they’re moms were bestfriends so Kate and readers friendship started when they were like 2?)

PLSPLSPLSPLS IF U CAN!?😋

・❥・- no hard feelings.

summary: basically the req lol. r plays soccer at uoi and kate is a nervous wreck 😭

warnings: none rlly… just the use of y/n if that even counts as one??? 💀

rpf!!! don’t read it if ur uncomfortable 😣

wc: 2.25k

a/n: not my usual stuff, i know. i’ve just been itching to write something about kate :( plz don’t unfollow me guys and don’t leave me mooties </3 🤧 i swear i’m going back on my yjs grind once school ends. every divider is a timeskip btw cuz this is lowk long and im layz asfk… also kind of messy i’m so sorry

NOT PROOFREAD!!!!

22 years. you and kate have been friends for 22 fucking years, and she hasn’t picked up yet. your very obvious feelings for her are starting to fade the more she’s been avoiding them. it sucks so fucking much.

these stupid feelings started when both of you ended up at the same university and the same dorm. you never saw kate in that light. she was your mom’s best friend’s kid, and the rest was history. you played tackle football with her when she had nobody else to play with, practiced basketball with her. you two were practically attached to the hip. the same elementary, middle school, highschool, and the same damn college.

it wasn’t like you could just leave too. the scholarship you were offered for soccer was totally worth the taking, and you couldn’t leave behind the team either. the first few times you gained feelings for kate was when you were in middle school. ‘experimenting’ with your feelings. well, that was your guys’ excuse after you two losers got caught by her mom. after that it was just dating stupid boys to get your head out of it and your head off of kate. thankfully, she was trying to do the same exact solution. you knew a lot about her.

but the one thing you didn’t know was that she felt the exact same. she was just too scared to say it. its not like she wants to lose a 22 year friendship over her uncontrollable feelings. first thing she did was go to caitlin, and she was practically freaking the hell out over it. cait was definitely the anchor between the both of you. helping you with accidental arguments so you didn’t lose kate, helping you out with what to say when she was upset. it was good having someone like that, but it was so incredibly stressful having to consistently ask for some sort of advice.

eventually you were tired of it. tired of waiting for something to happen. waiting for a move to be made by kate or maybe just a few little hints that kept you going. although you couldn’t anymore. it was draining, like someone who didn’t realize what you felt about them. you told caitlin everything after that reality set in for you. it was the blinding of your feelings that let everything slip through your mind and basically fly over your head. how could you be so naive to believe that she did and you were just trying hard for nothing in return. it was dumb, and you knew that much.

one night after a long day of testing and practice, you stumble your way into your dorm, the door locked and a frown crossing your face. the keys were in your stupid locker. “open the door, please..” you murmur, voice tired and confused. you bring your fist up to the door and knock softly, the sound of the lock clicking and the door creaking open. “jeez. soccer must’ve been a pain in the ass. you look like shit.” kate laughs, grabbing your arm gently to stable your body. letting out a heavy huff of breath, you lean slightly into her and drop your arms to your sides. “tell me about it.” she smiles and hoists you up carefully, locking the door and bringing you to the living room.

the moment your butt hits the couch cushion you let out a soft sigh and look at kate, her big stupid and soft eyes locking onto yours. the corners of your lips curl up slightly and you snicker, raising your eyebrows. “do you really wanna know? cause its a stupid story.” you exaggerate and rub the back of your neck. kate takes the spot next to you and nods continuously, her head leaning onto your shoulder. “trust me, dude. i wanna hear it.”

“kay, well… coach dilanni was being a total douche about what i wanted to practice. i mean, its fucking practice for a reason. i’m supposed to practice what i need to practice! not what he wants me to practice.” your voice gets a little low and you start to slur out your words. the repeated words and slow murmurs make her laugh a little, her arm hooking around your neck and bringing your head towards hers. “and he gave me so much attitude. like, the more i tried to defend myself the more he spoke over me. the old head was thinking about benching me during the champ game!!!” you blurt out and let out a groan.

she starts to realize just how tired you are and pouts, her head moving away, and her hands cupping your face. your head involuntarily moves to stare at hers, your eyes half open, your lips pursed slightly, and your head dropped down a little. “he looks like a nice old guy but deep down that man has some serious problems,” you grumble. “and don’t even get me started on the tests i had to take.” kate’s eyebrows raise and her face stills for a moment when you bury your face deep into her neck. your breath tickles at her skin and she feels shivers running up and down her back. you’re so tired you don’t even realize what you’re doing.

“y/n…” she breathes out heavily and you hear her swallow down whatever she needs to say. your head pulls out and you look at her with big eyes too, just like how she did earlier. water forms in your ducts as you try to fight off the sleepiness, but the way kate is looking at you makes it hard to get off of her. “hm?” you hum and drop your head against her shoulder. “never mind, okay.” her voice drops too and softens a bit, a familiar heat rushing up to your face when she runs her fingers up and down your back.

the warmth of her body and the relief you feel when you hear her voice makes your head spin like crazy. its like she knows what you feel about her and is just doing this to mess with you. the second your eyes shut, kate sucks in a sharp breath in through her teeth and practically manhandles you. gently, of course. but shes picked you up like a damn baby and you don’t have the slightest intention of stopping her from doing it.

your stomach spins and churns awkwardly from the contact. you’ve known kate all your life, but right now it feels like you just saw her on campus for the first time. after you got that news you guys shared a room together. you suddenly get the reminder of your feelings for her, like a shit ton of fireworks igniting in your stomach. more so reigniting. she brushes her fingers up against your face to move a few strands of hair from it.

kate likes you. she really fucking does, and its just the fact that she can’t spit it out no matter how much she wants to. no matter how much she wants to scream it from the rooftop and tell the whole world about how she feels. she thinks you’re the prettiest girl she’s ever seen and she has that gut feeling where she believes that you feel the same way. she isn’t stupid but shes smitten and that’s blinding her as well. just like how it did to you.

“y’know how we’ve been friends for like.. a bajillion years?” she laughs nervously and curls her lips downwards a bit. you know that shes nervous and its starting to make you nervous too. you’re starting to sweat a little underneath your shirt and you can somehow feel it under your skin. “yeah, why?” you ask and open your eyes to look at her face. its all red, her eyes open wide with anxiety, and her mouth slightly parted.

“okay, listen to me and don’t freak out… please.” kate squeaks out and moves her hands away from you. her reactions and jitters cause you to sit up and watch her every move just to make sure she really doesn’t start to freak. theres a feeling in your stomach that can’t really be put into words. it’s that feeling where you wanna throw up because of your nerves and the wanna jump off a bridge before you hear what she says. “i won’t go crazy, you idiot. what’s wrong with you?” you ask with a little chuckle but it quickly fades away when you realize what she’s about to say.

you’re not feeling this because you’re embarrassed of what she’s feeling. you’re just nervous and not used to it. at least thats what you’re telling yourself. there’s a little voice in your head repeatedly telling you to “calm the fuck down!” and it isn’t really helping. your brain is fried from the tiredness you feel too, but this seems really important. “nothing is wrong with me, i just dunno.. need to tell you something before its too late.” she whispers and tilts her head to the side a little, figuring out how she has to say it and if she really should let you know. now that she’s declared that she needs to say this little thing before its ‘too late’ confirms everything you need to know.

“this probably sounds stupid and dumb and i’m going to sound like the biggest loser in the world,” she starts, her voice cracking and her face contorting in different ways you’ve never seen before. in all the years you’ve know kate, shes never been so anxious and nervous about something like this before. its kinda scary. “but i think i’m like.. really in love with you.” she stumbles over her words and buries her face into her hands. it takes you a moment to process what she says as the sleepiness corrupts your mind. “i’m sorry, what?” you mutter.

“i said i like you!!!” kate blurts out and you watch her face turn the reddest you’ve ever seen it. you’ve been with her for almost all of her relationships and this is the first time her face has ever looked like that. her previous partners have never had her like this, they’ve never had her the way you have, and you’re realizing that just now. “oh.” you gulp. the words you’ve been waiting to hear for more than half of your life have finally been said, and it is the greatest relief you’ve ever felt in your life. and everything makes sense now.

the way kate brushes up against you in the halls, the fact she always walks you to your classes no matter how far hers is from it, her taking you to soccer practice, her watching your games like how you watch her, and the fact that you are the reason she blushes like she’s embarrassed herself. although she hasn’t, she’s just so into you, and nothing is gonna change the way she feels. “‘oh?’ is that it?” kate spits out and starts to panic a little. after she’s just admitted, she’s expected something different from you. maybe the same thing? she doesn’t know what she was expecting, it just wasn’t that.

your eyes widen and your face grows redder the longer you stare at her and when your tiny tired peabrain registers that she reciprocates what you feel. “no! that’s not it, stupid, i like you too!” you blurt out as well and push her shoulders. kate has a look of something on her face. you can’t tell what it is but she seems happy about what you said, and that makes your emotions explode. “okay, you know what? i love you, actually! i love you, i love you, i love you!!!!!!!!” you stutter out a bunch of times. years and years of hoping and waiting that she’ll finally do something comes to a stop. “i have my whole damn life.” you murmur, catching your breath slightly from the continuous shouting of your feelings at her. the burning and churning in your stomach goes away and is replaced with a certain sense of relief. a relief that you haven’t felt in ages.

“oh so, you’re serious, serious?”

“yes, okay. i’m not joking, like i meant everything.”

“say you swear or i won’t believe one word you say.”

“i swear on coach dilanni’s life.” you giggle, fingers threading through kate’s blonde strands. her head is propped up on your chest and her eyes are slightly open. you two have been sitting there for about ten minutes, talking about why or how you even got these stupid little feelings for each other. but none of you are complaining. matter of fact, you’re both on the verge of falling asleep but the presence from each other makes you both wanna stay up all damn night if you could.

“he’s not gonna like that...” she murmurs, voice soft and slurring a bit. kate wraps her arms tight around your waist, her head moving into a more comfortable position. your hands are all over the place and you’re basically just messing up her hair, one of her eyes closing when a few strands get in her face. “you have no idea what you’re doing, huh?” her lips turn into that smile you know all too well now, and her eyes closing completely. a yawn escapes from in between your lips and she hears it, snapping her head upwards, that smile turning into a smirk.

“kiss me.”

and you do.

#kate martin #kate martin x reader #mine #wcbb x reader #wcbb x you #rpf #this is so bad #coach dilanni im sorry ur probably a good man 😞

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6mmad · 2 years

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you fight and send them to sleep on the couch

(but you get lonely and join him)

lucifer

When was the last time he felt so much dread in his heart?

He's hurt that you'd even suggest such a thing but he doesn't want to argue more, so he stays silent

Lucifer grabs his pillow and goes to the couch without looking back, regretting it embarrassingly quick

He won't admit it, but he can't sleep without being next to you, much less knowing you two fought

He's sitting upright and contemplating until he hears you sneaking around the living room with your blanket

He's a bit flustered at how fast he shot up from his seat to meet you halfway but if you've come to join him then just maybe there's chance to fix things

"Come here, my love. You got lonely? ...I cant say you're the only one. I can't sleep knowing you're upset with me....is that too honest of me?"

mammon

He hates it. Why do you "need space"? He doesn't want space, he wants you!

Grabs his pillow and blanket with a quick "whatever" and scurries out of the room

He's crying, of course he is, but he burrows himself in the couch cushions so that he can stay quiet. What if this is end of your relationship, then what?

Mammon stills when he hears your footsteps, no longer making any movement when he feels you make your way to him

He doesn't move until he feels you slip under his blanket to lay next to him, only them does he peek his head out of the cushions to give you a tight bear hug

"MC, I'm sorry, ok? Im so sorry, let's just.. forget about this. Don't be mad at me anymore..."

levi

Shocked at your request, you're always so patient with him so he knows this is serious

Watches you for a moment to gauge your reaction but when you stand your ground he can't help but tear up

Grabs his stuff and opts to lock himself in his room instead, leaving your room with just an "okay."

Lays in bed and overthinks everything, maybe you were gonna break up with him. Or maybe this is the breakup and you just were being indirect about it or what if-

It takes a few knocks on his door and a small call of "Levi..?" to pull him from his thoughts

Levi recognizes your voice immediately but he feels hesitant to open the door until you properly ask him to please open it

"Please tell me this isn't a breakup, MC"

satan

He'd be lying if he said he wasn't extremely hurt, but he decides to give you space

Gives you a curt nod and let's you stay in his room with all his pillows, goes to the living room empty handed and lays quietly

He decides to just listen to the crackling fireplace to gather his thoughts, not bothering to try with sleep

Keeps sneaking glances at the room to his door, hoping you'll change your mind

To his surprise, his door opens and your eyes meet

"Satan.. I-"

"...Did you get lonely, MC? ..No, I don't care about that stupid argument anymore, it was ridiculous anyway, Just... come here please. I'm sorry"

Refuses to let you go for the rest of the night, worried you'll leave again

asmo

Asmo storms out quickly, he knows it's not like him but he can't stand being looked at with so much heartbreak, especially not from you

Instead of going to the couch he goes to his own room and just cries

He doesn't bother with sleep. He knows he won't be able to so he curls up on his bed instead

It takes him a while to get his composure back but he decides that things can't stay this way, he's not sure what he'll say but you're love is the one he just can't afford to lose

You two bump into each-other in the hallway, him on his way to your room and you to his

You're pulled quickly into his room, of course there's a lot of things you want to say but Asmo just holds you tight, some things being better expressed without words.

beel

"Oh...okay"

Beel wants to discuss more, ask you why you feel the need to push him away but he really doesn't wanna make things worse so he closes the door behind him instead

He sits down in the hallway near your room, you asked him to sleep on the couch but it's too far for his liking, and what if you need him?

Maybe he'd go talk to Belphie but you might not be comfortable with him knowing your relationship problems so he stays put

It's already dusk by the time he nods off to sleep, still sitting

The sounds of your door wake him up and he's surprised to see you looking down at him

"You got lonely?...I was lonely without you too...Please let me back in. Im sorry"

belphie

He looks angry, he looks livid even, but truthfully he's holding back his tears

He wants to say "no" and maybe even confront you for pushing him away but he has half a mind to grab his pillow and leave

He goes to the attic instead, wiping his tears furiously because in all honestly, your pained face was all it took to get his feelings mixed up

Usually he'd sleep quickly, especially in the comfort of his attic bed but he tosses and turns for hours before settling in

Belphie's eyes open groggily and it takes a him a bit of shuffling to realize you're there next to him, holding him tightly in your sleep

"I'm sorry, MC. This whole argument was stupid, I'm so sorry"

He knows you can't hear him in your sleep but he says it regardless, pressing kisses to your head in between

forcefully spoon feeding you angst

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glacierclear · 7 months

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Having some mad fuckboy!Leon thoughts rn

After he's unlearned all the stuff he taught himself and is basically done with the whole fuckboy thing oh man he would be SO soft. Holding your hand? Check. Cuddling at his dorm? Check. Being more gentle and loving during sex? Also check.

Also, stealing his hoodies. He'd melt for sure

oh, for sure. healed fuckboy!leon would be a SIGHT TO BEHOLD.

he wouldn't be perfect...

progress isn't linear. he'd stumble a lot. make a lot of mistakes and backward steps. you would need to be patient. you would need to be careful. especially in the early stages. because damn, he's trying. he's trying so hard. and you need to acknowledge the effort, even if it's hard to see, because any praise towards this will mean so much to him.

it'd come out especially on his bad days. he's more impatient. short-tempered. lashes out over seemingly mundane things. you'll need to be firm but not demeaning. catch his tells, his habits, and figure out the real reason he's behaving the way he is.

you'll need to slowly teach him the true depth of his words. that they hurt you just as much as they hurt him. he's unfamiliar with the idea of accountability, so you need to teach him about consequences. let him know you're upset and angry at him. but just because you're upset doesn't mean he's irredeemable. he'll assume any pushback is you ending things permanently. he needs the space to fuck up and forgive himself.

and damn it all, he's the jealous type. possessive. protective as all hell. it's toxic, and you need to teach him boundaries. it'll be tough. he worked so fucking hard to get you, doesn't he deserve to have you the way he needs? but no. you need freedom. he'll learn eventually, but be prepared to send a lot of "im safe and i miss u" texts to him when you're out with friends.

speaking of toxic. the toxic masculinity will be hell to unpack. sometimes it's nice! he insists on you being passenger princess. he insists on picking up the bill (well, once you're actually dating). he doesn't mind taking care of spiders (and fine, just because you asked nicely, he won't kill them). but...the bads get real bad.

displaying any kind of vulnerable emotion is like pulling teeth. when he's nervous, scared, anxious...he'll take it out on others. or himself. early progress will be made when he's blackout drunk and spilling everything to you. he reveals the deepest, most fragile parts of himself on these nights. it's like he's an entirely different person. and the next morning he'll do his best to sweep it all under the rug, but you have to fight for it. accept him and love him despite how "totally fucking lame" he acted (his words, not yours).

that being said. the good parts? oh yeah. Boyfriend Material 100%.

he'd do anything for you. anything. don't even say shit as a joke because he'll do it. at a certain point he doesn't even care if his friends think he's being stupid. you're his whole world. he'd wear stupid t-shirts for you. go to that concert you're dying to see even if he thinks the music sucks. he'll bash his head into a wall and learn to bake french pastries if it'll get you to smile. through hell and high water, he'll follow.

and yeah, he weans himself off social media. stops posting thirst trap photos and cuts ties with his sneaky links. but the lack of external validation is felt, and it kind of falls on you to fill the void. clingy won't even begin to describe what he is. he'll resort to begging. he will. late to work in the morning? that's not his problem. you're staying in that damn bed and you are cuddling him. you think him wearing tank tops in the middle of December is just a dumb mistake, but you catch on quick when he starts to shiver and needs to huddle you for warmth. "you want me to die of hypothermia? c'mon, babe. get closer." and yeah. those ice cold hands are going straight on your stomach. have fun.

part of the excitement will come from truly learning who he is as a person. most of his herculean facade is a persona. he doesn't actually like beer. he likes dry whiskey and refined clear liquors. he doesn't actually enjoy parties. the crowds make him nauseous, and he can always blame it on the alcohol. he's not actually all that into sports. you figure out he has a well-loved public library card and he knows the mystery section like the back of his hand. he's vibrant. shockingly intelligent. gets that light in his eyes when you nudge him about his interests. it'll be hard to get him to admit it, but his favorite part of the week is huddling on the couch watching nature documentaries with you.

and it's a two-way street. he remembers everything about you. early on in your relationship you casually assume he'll never keep track of the important dates. that's the stereotype, right? you couldn't be more wrong. birthdays. anniversaries. doctor's appointments. your fucking dog's yearly vaccine. he won't necessarily go all-out, not until you're more of a long-term thing, but what he does is meaningful. sincere. you won't get $500 of flowers and chocolate for valentine's day, but he'll abduct you from work, drive you out far, far into the countryside. lay out a patchwork blanket and stare at the night sky. he brought your favorite brand of pita chips and sneakily worms a gift box in your hand. it's that stupid $15 thing that's been sitting in your online shopping cart for weeks that you could never justify buying. and yeah, he'd appreciate a blowjob under the stars, but seeing you happy is enough.

and you could never begin to imagine how loving and passionate he can get during sex. it's totally different than his usual flavor. casual hook-ups and one-night stands are merely a fraction of his power. he tends to avoid intimate gestures on those nights. no eye-contact. hardly any kissing. he likes it rough and he likes it fast. but with you? he takes his time. commits your body to muscle memory. his gaze is intense, and he watches every reaction, trying to map out your flesh like a cartographer. he'll happily make out with you for upwards of a couple hours before you even begin the real foreplay. and you always cum first. always.

oh, but if you're not a fan of PDA...he might be a problem. he's proud of you. you're the hottest thing on two legs as far as he's concerned. he'll have no issue grabbing your ass, wrapping a hand around your waist, kissing along your neck, whispering the most obscene things in your ear. it's not even to make a point. there's no rhyme or reason. he just wants to. and you're right there. and what right does the world have to tell him to stop? does it make people uncomfortable? who cares. he'll lay off if it really bugs you that much...but if he catches anyone staring at you too long he'll ramp it up. it's almost aggressive. you turn to scold him, noticing how his eyes aren't even on you. he's staring at someone else. someone who's looking at what's his.

he's a yes man, too. if you need restraint and careful guidance in your life...he's not the one. he'll support any weird, out of the blue hobby you want to pursue. if you even joke about quitting your job he'll egg you on. "i'll drive right up there and tell your boss i'll fuck his wife!" and you have to talk him down. he'll punch the sun for you. he'll be behind every impulsive purchase. every 4am trip to walmart. every instinct to feed your id. any "little treat" you want to have he'll get it. because you deserve the best. if you ever want to have a stable bank account you need the be the voice of reason. because it's not gonna be him.

yeah. he'll have a lot of problems. don't worry about that. but, at least with fuckboy!leon, you'll almost never have any doubts that he loves you. once you manage to pin his heart on his sleeve, it's there for life and it'll always be yours.

#fuckboy!leon #leon kennedy #resident evil #shut up glacier #suggestive #headcanons

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justauthoring · 4 months

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and i wonder... who? [2]

somehow, you find yourself torn between the two hottest guys at your school and you have no idea who to choose. loosely based off of operation: true love where geto is eunhyeuk and gojo is dohwa :)

a/n: eeee i finally posted the next part :)) thank you for your guys' patience! im almost done the semester too, so expected more stuff soon!

pairing: geto suguru x f!reader, gojo satoru x f!reader

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“Shit—"

“What?”

“Y/N texted me.”

Mei Mei scoffs; “who cares?”

“I said I’d meet her after she was done cleaning duty,” Sukuna grounds out, pushing himself back so that Mei Mei can slip off the desk and onto her feet. “She texted me five minutes ago.”

There’s a brief pause, before; “you think she saw?”

“Nah,” Sukuna shrugs, “she would’ve come barging in. She’s annoying like that.”

“Hah,” Mei Mei laughs, loud and obnoxious. “I don’t know why you’re even dating her if you find her annoying.”

“She’s consistent,” Sukuna shrugs. “I know she won’t leave. Besides, she’ll do anything I ask if I just give her a little bit of attention.”

“Whatever you say.”

“I’ll text her and reschedule but we should leave,” Sukuna rushes out, the distant sound of feet shuffling and thumps echoing across the otherwise silent hallway. “Quick. Before she sees.”

“Thought you just said she wouldn’t care,” Mei Mei points out.

“Still.” Sukuna offers simply, shaking his head as he ushers her forward.

Mei Mei giggles, glancing at him sultry over her shoulder, “wanna see a movie?”

“...Sure.”

Geto watches as you stand there, listening to every cruel thing the both of them spit out. Their words echo, loud, the both of them completely oblivious to the two pairs of ears listening. But Geto keeps his eyes trained on you, standing before him, curled into yourself. Your hands are clutching your arms, nails digging into the skin, and Geto frowns.

You don’t move, you don’t say anything—your head is dipped down, your hair covering some of your face so that Geto can’t see you clearly.

But—but he sees the way your shoulders shake.

Two pairs of footsteps echo across the hallway, growing quieter and quieter as both Mei Mei and Sukuna slip away.

Both of you stand there, frozen.

It isn’t until a minute of silence passes that you move.

Your head lifts and Geto meets your eyes briefly as you offer him a small, bleak smile before turning and walking off. Your steps are quiet but you’re quick, as if desperate to get away.

Geto wants to say something but he doesn’t. He stands there, watching as you grow further and further away until your back disappears around a corner.

And he can’t help but think—you weren’t pathetic. Sukuna was.

Your door slams shut behind you, barely paying any attention to your parents who'd watched you come rushing in and had called out for you in concern. You hear their voices trail after you, your mother follows you as she tries to get you to stop.

You don’t.

You don’t stop until you collapse onto your bed, pathetic and pitifully, tears streaming down your cheeks, trying to hide yourself. Trying to make your bed swallow you whole and allow you to hide yourself from everyone and everything. Geto who’d witnessed one of the most humiliating moments of your life, Sukuna who’d cheated on you, Mei Mei who’s always hated you, your parents…

You didn’t want to talk to them and face the inevitable embarrassment of having to explain why you were crying.

And the worst part was you weren’t even surprised.

Sukuna barely paid attention to you as it was—practically bullying you, letting his friends tease and make fun of you, not caring when you were hurt or injured or upset or jealous or—so what was stopping him from adding a cherry to the top of it all and cheating on you?

Nothing, clearly.

How stupid were you to fool yourself otherwise? To think despite the way he’d been treating you for the past few months, that somehow, in the midst of it all, he was being loyal?

That he wasn’t kissing and making out with someone else entirely behind your back?

You just couldn’t get that image out of your head.

You’d seen it for approximately five seconds before Geto's hand raised to cover your view and yet, it was long enough to haunt your thoughts .

You think even a second would’ve been enough.

Your heart panged and your chest hurt and yet, it felt like this was something you’d been waiting for. You’d known your relationship with Sukuna had been dying anyways, if his actions weren’t telling enough (which they certainly were).

You guessed what hurt the most was that once it had felt like Sukuna really had loved you.

Because, at the beginning, he really had… hadn’t he?

“You’re so cute.”

“Ryoumen,” you whisper, cheeks warming as he smiles brightly down at you, all tooth and cheek.

“It’s true,” he shrugs, as if the words were obvious. “You are. You’re adorable.”

And your heart races at his words, feeling yourself elated at such a simple compliment. It makes your heart soar and your whole body feel like it’s on fire. His voice is charming as he speaks and he smiles down at you, eyes dark and lidded and intoxicating in a way you’ve never quite experienced before.

He makes your whole body tingle and your stomach flutter with butterflies.

And he barely does anything.

“Thank you…”

“Here, you’ve got something—“

You freeze as his fingers brush against your cheek, soft and gentle as a tingle travels up your spine at the touch. Your eyes are stuck solely on him, watching as he leans forward, a soft grin on his face as his eyes flicker from the edge of your lips to your eyes.

The icecream that you’d missed on the corner of your lips is swiped up by his fingers and placed in his own mouth.

Your face heats up, burning hot as he smirks at you.

“There,” he says once he’s done, hands falling to his side as he leans back with suave.

You can’t help but let your eyes drift across him, taking him in as your heart hammers against your chest.

Everything about him was so—

Hot.

“Thank you,” you whisper, touching the spot he had, as if in a daze.

His hand reaches out before you, halting your movements with a blink before he grabs the handle of the door for you. Your eyes meet his as he opens the door, stepping back to give you room as he lets you step in first.

You smile at the action, biting your lip.

His fingers thread through yours. Warm and gentle, despite how rough his skin is. His hands are large enough to envelope your hands completely, fingers pressing against your knuckles firmly as you stare ahead of yourself, giddy at the action.

His hands brush across your cheek, tucking hair back and behind your cheek, shivers running through you.

His arm feels strong around your waist, a feeling of safety coursing through you as he tucks you into his side.

His lips are soft, pressing against yours as he tugs you flush against his chest, dominating the kiss in every way that has your legs feeling like jelly beneath you. You’d collapse right then and there if he wasn’t holding you.

But you don’t care.

You just want to lose yourself in him.

“Yeah,” you whisper to yourself, hugging your pillow tightly against yourself as you sniffle. “He did love me once.”

Those moments weren’t fake. You knew they weren’t.

They couldn’t be.

And then thought occurs to you before you can stop yourself;

Maybe he will again.

You’re walking to class the next morning when Geto sees you next.

He’s a few steps behind you and you’re alone, walking with your arm wrapped around yourself and eyes trained on your feet.

It’s instinctive. His feet move to quicken their pace and he moves to catch up with you, then—

“Hey, babe!”

A heavy figure flanks itself around you, arm wrapping around your shoulder, causing you to stumble from the sudden weight. Geto watches as your feet work quickly beneath you to catch your balance, watching as Sukuna is oblivious to it all, simply grinning as reaches out and ruffles the top of your head, messing up your hair.

“You didn’t text me back last night,” he hears Sukuna call out, smirking down at you. “Was worried something happened.”

Geto’s too far away to hear your response, your words mumbled, but he sees the look of discomfort that crosses your face as you curl into yourself.

Sukuna doesn’t let you pull away though.

It pisses him off, he realizes. The way Sukuna acts as if nothing was wrong. But of course, for him, nothing was wrong. He was blissfully unaware of you knowing about him cheating on you.

Still, it’s maddening.

It’s infuriating.

Geto acts before thinking.

You’re just about to enter the classroom when he calls for you.

“Y/L/N.”

Both you and Sukuna pause at the sound of his voice, the smirk on Sukuna’s fades as his eyes briefly meet his before Geto focuses his attention on you. His face distinctively softens as he regards the shocked look on your face staring up at him.

“The principle was calling for you,” he explains, blatantly lying and yet, the facade never wavers as he gestures back the way you came. “Said it was urgent.”

Your brows furrow, confusing flickering; “I—“

“We shouldn’t leave her waiting.”

You pause, lips left parted as your eyes dart from Geto to Sukuna, who stares back at Geto, ignoring your gaze, with a nasty glare. Geto effortlessly ignores it.

“O-Oh, okay,” you mumble and finally Sukuna pulls his grasp off of you as you shuffle back. You move to step forward, before pausing when Geto takes a step with you.

You meet his eyes.

“I’ll walk you.”

Sukuna grunts from beside him, “I’m sure Y/N can manage on her own.”

Geto merely shrugs at him.

Sukuna wavers when Geto doesn’t back down, staring back at him, as if daring him to argue further. His eyes narrow, glancing at you briefly before scoffing, spinning around to head into class.

“Whatever.”

You watch him with a hurt expression and Geto is quick to distract you.

“Come on,” he calls over his shoulder, heading back the way you came in.

You rush to follow him, and Geto hears a small squeak of panic leave your lips as you have to practically run to catch up with his long strides. A moment later though you’re next to him, silence surrounds you both as you make the short walk to the principal's office.

Geto stops right outside of it, though.

“Geto?”

He glances at the office, before shifting to face you. Might as well be honest. “The principal didn’t call for you.”

He hears you sputter, eyes widening; “w-what? But—!”

Geto turns to look at you, head dipping down as his expression softens considerably. “You looked like you wanted to get away.”

And his words make you stop. The panic fades as your eyes widen up at him, shoulders falling. Geto watches as the realization sinks in, registering through your mind as your lips part.

“Sorry,” he suddenly calls, feeling a little embarrassed now that the truth was out.

He’d done all of it without thinking, if he was being honest. It had happened before he realized he’d said any of the words and by then it was too late to back out—at least, too late without looking like a fool.

But now with you staring up at him like that, with this shine in your eyes and not an ounce of anger—despite his apology—and rather appreciation… Well, quite frankly, he feels embarrassed.

Turning his head away, Geto covers his face.

“No, no—!” You call out, stammering over your words once again as your hands shake wildly before you. “No, I—uh? Um… thank you? Thank you. That’s… no one’s really ever cared about the way I’ve felt before, I guess.”

Geto pauses at that, eyes snapping back to you and he watches as you shrink under the heat of his gaze.

“I-I mean… besides, like Shoko and my parents, I guess but—“

You halt when you realize you’re rambling.

And for the first time, Geto smiles at you. A chuckle bursts itself past his lips and he feels his eyes crinkle with warmth as he shakes his head.

Instantly, you frown at him; “don’t laugh at me!”

He waves you off; “sorry, sorry. It’s just… you ramble a lot.”

He watches as you cross your arms over your chest, pouting up at him. “I do it when I’m nervous.”

Nodding, Geto smiles down at you.

Then, your eyes widen; “wait! If you were lying then…we’re gonna be late!”

You turn, panicking, to run back to class but Geto is quicker, reaching forward and taking your arm in his hand, halting your movements. He feels you freeze under his touch, muscles tensing, as your head slowly turns to glance back at him.

“We still have time,” he assures with ease. “You’re early.”

“I always am.”

Geto nods. “I know.”

And oddly, he finds himself pleased when he sees your face burn red

“We-Well, you’re usually early too.”

He nods again. “Yes.”

You promptly turn your head up and away, Geto smirks at the sight.

Then his face falters, remembering the way your body had been shaking.

“You should break up with him.”

And slowly, you turn to face him again.

“He was kissing another girl,” Geto says to your shocked face. “Not to mention, you heard what he said.”

Your face twists into an expression of discomfort, eyes falling to the ground as Geto slowly lets go of you.

“Y/N,” he calls, noting the way you freeze at the use of your first name. “I’m serious.”

“I know, okay?” You burst out, voice pitching loud enough that students walking by glance towards you both, glaring. Geto ignores them. “But… but it’s not that easy.”

Geto’s brows furrow. “Why? He cheated on you.”

“Because—!” And you turn to him, eyes blazed but Geto just frowns when that fire quickly dies and you glance at your feet. “What if nobody else wants me?”

Geto barely hears it and when your words finally do register in his mind, you’re turning away from him.

“Just forget it,” you huff. “I’m going to class.”

Geto’s eyes widen, and he steps forward; “Y/N!”

“Why do you even care?” You cry, a few steps away from him. Geto pauses, hand left hovering before him at the sight of your tears, eyes watering as your bottom lip trembles.

“Don’t you hate me?”

And then you’re walking off before he can say anything else.

You're walking with a blurred vision, not paying attention to where you are as you hastily wipe at your cheeks.

Asshole, you hiss in your mind.

Who did he even think he was? Telling you to break up with your boyfriend ? Wasn’t he the one glaring at you just yesterday and for every day before then?

Wasn’t he the one telling you how pathetic he thought you were every day just with his eyes since you started dating Sukuna?

Didn’t he hate you?

And now? Now he was concerned? Now he wanted to be nice and a friend and try to help you?

“Screw him,” you whisper, it being a half sob that breaks past your lips. “He doesn’t know anything. He’s just as bad as—ugh!”

You’re crashing to the ground before you even realize it, a loud huff leaving your lips as your bum hits the ground hard. Pain ricochets through your body, eyes squinting shut in pain before you slowly flicker them open, hands sprawled beside you to balance yourself, only to see a brilliant blue staring back at you.

“What—?”

“Watch where you’re going.”

Excuse me—

You blink, confused and dazed before you realize just who those brilliant blue eyes belong to.

Gojo Satoru.

One of, if not the most, popular guys at school.

He was known for his good looks and charm. He was tall, just slightly shorter than Geto, standing at six foot three, with white hair that had an almost purple shine to it. As mentioned before, he had bright, beautiful eyes that almost felt as if they were staring into your very soul.

All this tied together, he was very attractive.

One problem?

Apparently, he wasn’t as charming as people said.

He’s moving to step past you and you slowly push yourself up to your feet, eyes narrowed; “hey—! You bumped into me.”

That makes him pause.

Back turned to you, he glanced over his shoulder at you.

You suddenly feel self conscious. His eyes really did make you feel like they were staring into your soul, as if he could see everything. He doesn’t say anything, and instead lets his eyes drag across your figure, flickering down, then up again, before he smirks.

“Pretty sure that was you, sweet cheeks.”

Your lips part at the nickname, appalled.

He’s walking off before you can say anything else, not bothering another glance back at you as you stand there, miffed and in absolute disbelief.

How dare—

“Y/N!”

A new voice hisses at you and your head turns, finding Shoko staring at you through the doorway to the classroom.

You stare at her and she shakes her head.

“What’re you doing?” She asks, brows furrowed in confusion and your eyes drift past her, realizing everyone is in the class already, staring at you. “Why are you just standing in the hallway?”

You move to say something but then a shadow falls in front of you. Your lips parent when you realize it’s Geto who chances a small glance down at you before slipping into the class past Shoko.

She glances at him briefly before reaching forward, tugging you forward.

Tucking you into her side, Shoko frowns; “what’s going on with you? You didn’t respond to me at all last night and you’re usually early to class as well, but instead I find you out in the hall looking crazy.”

She’s falling into her seat in front of you as you take your seat, glaring at her—you're not crazy.

“Sorry,” you mumble though, after a moment (because it was true you'd ignore all her texts last night), glancing behind you instinctively only to see both Geto and Sukuna looking at you.

You instantly look back ahead.

“I—uh, bumped into Gojo outside.”

Shoko’s eyes narrow. “That pretty boy?” She all but scoffs, rolling her eyes as she flips her hair back. “What’d that asshole want?”

You shrug, “I bumped into him when I was coming back from—uh, the… the washroom.” You ignore the look of confusion on Shoko’s face when you stumble. “He knocked me to the ground and then wanted me to apologize.”

Shoko huffs; “typical” she shakes her head. “He’s such an ass. I was in his class last year and got partnered with him for a project. It was the worst! He made me do everything.”

That makes you laugh, despite everything. Then again, you always felt the most at ease with Shoko.

“You?” You tease, pointing a finger at her. “It’s hard to believe you’d ever do work.”

She shrugs. “I needed the marks.”

You laugh, falling silent as she continues to chat your ear off, just as you feel a buzz in your pocket.

Frowning, you pull your phone out. Who could be texting you now?

hey sweet cheeks ;)

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muzanswaifu · 1 year

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Sweet Treat Teaser

Tomioka x Fem! Reader

18+

Here is a teaser for an request im working on for the lovely @muzans-stuff.

Summary: After Tomioka rejects her proposal, reader takes a different approach to gain his affection

Warnings: Rejection, Heart-break, Arguments, Reader has big breasts

The sour taste of bitter sadness and anger always upset her stomach, food seeming bland and tasteless and hobbies joyless and obsolete. The days drew long and slow, chores boring and pointless, yet sleep hadn’t seemed to be the answer either as she lay awake for hours. Mother and Father tried to give her time, but no amount of reprieve seemed to work, so they continued sending her to busy herself around the Wisteria House. Slayers came and went, their time seeming to last for seconds before the next batch would come and replace the others. All of them knew better than to take up too much of her time.

“It’s not you… It’s me.”

“What kind of ridiculous excuse is that?”

With the cold season cresting, more injured corps members required attention, Mother sending for more doctors and nurses as temporary help. She made her (y/n) help as well, despite her lack of medical knowledge, briefing her on the basics of care for those who had more minimal injuries. Harsh weather meant more victims and prey as demons had no fear of freezing to death. She found the cold refreshing, a numb pleasure to erase some of her darker thoughts. Feeling sad just felt so right during times like this.

“We wouldn’t be a good match… You wouldn’t like the lifestyle.”

“You don’t know that!”

Why did everything have to be so dull? Things used to be so worthwhile before what happened. Maybe it was her. She was the one who tried to change everything and had to open her stupid mouth. She could’ve left everything as it was, sure it would’ve been difficult and anti-climactic, but she would take that over this disgust with herself any day. She missed how things used to be. Why did he have to say no? They could’ve been happy.

“It’s not happening… I refuse.”

“Why?!”

“Because that’s my answer. That’s final.”

“You won’t even give it a chance? You were the one who kissed me! Did that mean nothing to you?”

“Enough.”

“I can’t believe you could be so- so heartless…”

“I said enough.”

“... I hate you.”

“ … ”

She should’ve kept silent, but every word from her pathetic mouth just drove her deeper into her pit of despair. Had she given him time to just think about her confession, maybe Giyu would’ve grown to accept it rather than push her away. But all she’d managed to do was upset him further, a look of disappointment falling upon his stoic expression and quickly making her realize what she’d said. She reached for him in the moment, tears welling in her eyes as an apology pulled at her lip, but he was gone, his form disappearing from her sight in only a moment, leaving only a slight breeze of chill. Or perhaps it was her own guilt that caused her to shiver.

She wanted to blame only herself, she really did, but why did he drag her along so thoughtlessly? He was the one who asked for her personally to apply all his bandages and ointments (despite her novice experience.) He was the one who followed her around the house like a lost puppy while she worked despite her mother pestering him to rest and recuperate. He was the one who kissed her when she checked his temperature during his recovery, staring long into her eyes and slowly leaning in to brush his lips against hers ever-so-gently. Although he quickly pulled away and muttered his apologies, excusing his own inappropriate actions, the deed had already been done. She knew he’d had feelings for her for quite some time. Even despite the kiss she’d seen the way he looked at her, his eyes alight with a delicate passion when they met hers, or the clear lust that consumed him when those eyes ventured southward. It was obvious he had some obsession with her chest, his preference evident with his lingering stare and gaping mouth. Tomioka hadn’t even had the decency to keep his eyes up during their first meeting, his head quickly bowing down and mouth gawking as he ogled at her fullness. Sure, she would admit she was decently large, but she had no idea it would’ve elicited such a reaction from the swordsman. He’d gotten more manners later on but it always made her flush when she remembered that despite his nobility, he was a still man as well.

The house was so quiet ever since their fight, the snow muffling any sounds of nature and lulling everyone into a deep tire. The visiting slayers slugged around like zombies with such little energy which gave her an agonizing amount of time to pity herself. Tomioka hadn’t visited for so many months, she wished she could excuse his absence for lack of injury but the chances that were miniscule. This wasn’t the only wisteria house in his district, so he was likely hiking the extra mile to another to avoid her. Even if he didn’t wish to see her anymore, she wished he would at least come to heal his injuries. Just knowing first-hand that he was alright would be enough, just seeing him would be enough.

Before long, even winter had passed, the air still chilly and dry but the ice starting to melt and thaw. Snow began to turn to rain and the frozen ground turning to sloshed muddy earth. A whole season passing without a single reunion.

She missed his peaceful company. She missed his small smile when he was humorous. She missed the way he’d look at her, how he’d look at her like she meant everything to him. As much as his rejection still stung, she still loved him.

The violent sound of clashing awoke her, feet and bodies audibly pounding across the floorboards in the medical ward of the estate. It wasn’t unusual for wounded slayer to come at this late hour, but they usually had the courtesy to arrive quietly.

“Hurry, hurry! Get him to the table now!”

(Y/n) could hear the frantic shrill voice of her mother and the shuffling of a few others through the walls, their panicked movements frightening her completely awake. Whatever was happening sounded serious, likely a life-threatening injury. Perhaps she should help.

She hastily threw on a robe over her nightgown, speed-walking down the hall to the sight of all the fuss. Her face scrunched in disgust as she was met with blood scattered across the floor, leading a crimson trail to one of the medical rooms. It smelled gross, a metallic odor filling the house and watering her eyes, but she continued onward to the room, peaking in to get some clue of the distress.

Blood everywhere, soaked into every article of clothing, several doctors and nurses ambled about the room, throwing commands to each other. Mother stood at the corner, biting her nails and anxiously watching the treatment. Everyone was frenzied but there was only one person on the table. She leaned forward through the doorway to get a better view. It was hard to see with everyone gathered around the patient, but she could see bits and pieces here and there, the body leaning toward male. But she didn’t have to further theorize as a nurse moved out of the way, revealing his face. She could feel the moment her heart stopped.

His face was a bit scuffed but the harm looked minimal, but there was still sweat beaded across his forehead, his teeth clenched together and eyes sewn shut, indicating his severe pain. A nurse’s hand held his slicked bangs back, and she could see the sea of bandages that began at his sternum. His deep blue eyes flickered open and locked onto hers, and she gasped. She stumbled away from the door, sneaking back to her own room quickly and shutting the door. Her heart was pounding, sweat glazing her burning flesh.

(Y/n) had never seen him so maimed, nor had she ever seen him in any pain really. Her presence couldn’t have made it any better for him, in fact, he was probably even more uncomfortable right now. Look at her, making everything worse as per usual.

She finally fell unconscious several hours later after worrying and dreading Giyu’s health. Would he recover from such injuries? Would he be permanently wounded? The pit in her stomach refused to go away, her angst building and building until her body physically couldn’t take anymore and her sunken eyes closed. She woke only a few hours later, dizzy from so many nightmares and promptly setting off to find her mother to ask for any updates. She found her already woken, putting away laundry in the early hours.

Mother explained he was decent, not perfect but not broken either. Apparently he’d stumbled in hellishly late last night, weakened and hallucinating from a poison demon’s attack. He managed to make it to the closest wisteria house, this one, quickly enough and was treated right away. As for his pained reactions, they were also a result from the demon’s art, the venom merely increasing his body’s sensitivity and heightening the effects. He was knocked out from pain killers and was going to be sleeping for quite some time, the actual damage was going to take a while to heal anyway.

Her answer was satisfactory enough, the girl sighing in relief and limping back to bed to get more rest. No wonder he’d come here, he was probably too out of it to realize why he was avoiding it. She wouldn’t put it past him to leave as soon as he composed himself.

But to her disbelief, he didn’t.

She almost didn’t believe her eyes when she walked past the courtyard one morning and saw him active outside, stretching out and wincing from his injuries. She took another route to get to the kitchen. The next day was the same. And the next. And the next. Each day she would try her best to avoid him, finding he most frequented the courtyard and the section of the estate where his room was. He seemed to be doing the same as well, turning the other way when she happened to come into view, staying in his room or training most of the day. Part of her is grateful he’s healing so fast. The other part is bitter. The bad memories still lingered in her thoughts. He was definitely still mad at her, and she was still hurt. If everything went smoothly, he would be out of here soon, she just had to be patient.

To be continued...

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hyunjinsbelovedamericano · 9 months

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Skz when your sad

fluff as usual

not proof read

Bangchan

he would try cheer you up with his horrible jokes,"Why are elevator jokes so good?"you just stare at him,"Because they work on so many levels"He enjoying the jokes more than you are,it seems like he's cheering himself up at this point,but after that he would comfort you on what your dealing with

Lee know

He would ask you what's wrong and try to solve the problem,"What's the matter?",if its over something stupid he's done,"I have no more haribo's😭","Seriously?"he says while rolling his eyes,"Yes!My haribos are gone" in my opinion that's a valid reason to be upset 🤷‍♀️

Changbin

He would be confused,"How could you be sad when you have a hottie boyfriend like me 😝",he would be serious and unintentionally make you laugh,"You don't see someone this hot on the side of the road,If i was an adopt me pet I would be Legendary","In Fact i would be above Legendary"

Hyunjin

He would try do things he hates to cheer you up,for example he may hate when you do his makeup,but he would let you do just to cheer you up,"I look like a clown-i mean i look beautiful",it's pure torture for him but your enjoying it and that's all that matters

Han

He would ask you why then admit stuff you didn't know he did,"Is it because i broke your iPad?","WHAT","Wait you didn't know-i mean i didn't break your ipad i don't even know that you had one",he tries to explain himself but fails terribly He somehow manages to make you more upset than you already are,

Felix

He would be so sweet😭,he would beg you to not be sad,he would be like"Stop don't cry because if your gonna cry im gonna cry",You guys would end up crying together,on other occasions..he would do his best to make you happy,he would push everything aside just for you

Seungmin

He would be the reason why your crying,he just doesn't know it.He wouldn't know what to say😭,"I'm mad at you","Okay","Your now gonna ask why?","Why would i ask that?",he'll try to be helpful might end up laughing at you,but eventually he will comfort you

Jeongin

I feel like he would say,"It is what it is",or,"Could be way worse",he'll see you crying and ask why when you tell the reason he'll say something that has nothing to do with your problem,"could of been way worse","How?","You could've got herpes"

Sorry for not posting for a while

i should probably get a posting schedule

do any of you have any request(fluff)

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luvyeni · 1 year

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just saw the thing you wrote for hook up!felix and that gave me an idea

could you write smth where lix and the reader are basically together (not officially but they only fuck with each other and everyone knows) and one night at a party, after they had a little fight, the reader is messing around flirting w other guys in front of felix so obviously he gets full of it and takes her somewhere else and they fight about it but with a very sexual tension in the air so things get veeery smutty and rough

i would appreciate it sm! love your work <3

NOT TOGETHER (YOU'RE MINE) ; LEE FELIX

pairings. hookup!felix x fem!reader

wc. 0.7k

warnings. fingering, ass slapping, doggystyle, unprotected sex, marking,

i hope you like it !

after a fight with felix before a party, you decide to piss him off with

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"i told you not to worry about her , we aren't hooking up , i told you." you both walked up the steps of the party chan was throwing. "oh really ? why the fuck is she telling people that then felix im not stupid." you scoffed. "she's lying , besides why are you so jealous , we aren't together." he knocked on the door, you genuinely thought he was joking , since he was the one who lead you to believe you were.

"are you serious?" he was about to say something , when the door opened. "how's my favorite couple!" chan didn't notice the tension. "got it." you said , walking into the house. "what's going on with you guys?" he turned to felix. "nothing hyung, you know how she is , she's your sister." he made his way into the house.

he tried to follow after you , but you had already grabbed a drink , making your way out of the kitchen , walking past him. "are you serious?" he sighed , but you showed him no attention , going to dance with some friends.

you were dancing when someone came up behind you. "you look good." you turned recognizing the voice. "hi yeonjun , how are you?" you smiled. "i'm good , im good." his eyes were traveling down your figure , biting his lip. "why haven't you called me in a while?" he said. "busy." yeah busy with felix. "are you to busy to dance with me?" he asked ,you turned back to felix who was watching the scene play out in front of him. "no im not." you turned back to him.

felix was seeing red , biting the inside of his cheek , watching you dance too close to yeonjun. you two were whispering stuff in each other ear , laughing , and yeonjun's hands was dangerously close to your ass. "what's going on with you two?" han stood next to felix. "nothing." he cluthed his glass tightly , "nothing at all." he left the boy standing there , making his way over to you.

"＿ , can i speak to you." he stood right in front of you. "i'll go get you another drink." yeonjun walked away , and felix grabbed your hand , pulling you away. "felix ! let me go." you shrieked , but he annoyed you , dragging you up the stairs to the bathroom , closing the door behind you.

"what the hell is wrong with you?" he said. "what do you mean?" he rolled his eyes , you were playing stupid. "don't play dumb , letting him touch you like that knowing- knowing what?" you stopped him. "that we're together? you made that clear we aren't so why are you so upset." you said , he huffed.

"exactly , so im gonna go back and dance." you went to reach for the door , but he spoke up. "you're acting like a bitch." you stopped turning around, your hand going straight across his face. "fuck you." you opened the door , but he slammed it , caging you in between him and the door. "you're not leaving out so stop it." you turned to face him ,you opened your mouth to say something , but his head came up to your throat.

"you done , you done actually like a brat?" you squirmed , but he grabbed your hip , stopping you from moving. "let me go." he squeezed tighter , you whimpered , he noticed , smirking. "is that what's wrong , you just need to be fucked." you scoffed. "that's you." your hand travelled to his pants , squeezing his cock. "how about you go fuck that girl , and let me get back to yeonjun." he had enough , smashing his lips into yours , pulling away , making his way to your neck.

"you're mine , i guess you haven't fully gotten that." he bit down , making you moan. "fu..fuck felix." he sucked a bunch of marks on your neck. his hand came up to your boob , squeezing it , before his hand , slipped into your pants , cupping your heat. "look at you , all fucking wet." he pushed your panties to the side , rubbing your clit. "fe..felix , please." you whined. "please touch me." he pushed two fingers into your hole.

"look at you clenching around me , you sure you want to go back out with yeonjun?" you shook your head , your head was against the door , as he fucked into your cunt. "clenching around my fingers like a slut , you're gonna cum?" you nodded frantically. "p..please let me cum." he pulled his fingers out , you whimpered at the loss. "no , please ,please." he smirked watching you beg.

"you're not cumming unless it's on my cock." he turned your body around , pushing you against the sink , pulling your pants down to your ankle , snacking your ass. "felix!" you yelped. "be quiet, im gonna fuck you." he slapped your ass again , unbuckling his pants , pushing his pants down , along with his underwear.

he pulled his cock out , slapping it against your ass. "i want to hear you scream." he lined his cock up with your aching hole. "want them to hear." he pushed into you , your mouth opening in a oh shape , as he seethed himself all the way inside you. "so fucking tight." he pulled out of you , slamming back in. "fe..felix , so so full."

he pushed your head down , as he fucked into you. "that's it -shit- take my cock , only i can fuck you like this , you think yeonjun or anyone else can fuck you like i can , make you cum the way i do." he grabbed your hair , pulling you against him. "fucking answer me!" he tugged at your hair. "no..no one can." you moaned out as he let you hair go , the only thing keeping your upperbody up was the sink as he roughly fucked into you.

"that's right , no one can -fuck- this pussy is mine , you understand?" you nodded , "sh..shit felix , im gonna cum!" you screamed. "shit- me too , hold it." he fucked into you faster , slapping your ass as he chased his high. "oh my god ! fe..felix i can't, i can't hold it." he reached down in front of you rubbing circles on your clit.

"shit, im gonna cum too, gonna let me cum inside you, keep in for the whole party." you were on the edge. "yes..please let me cum." tears running down your eyes. "shit , im cumming , go ahead and cum princess." your legs shook , as you came , clenching around him hard. "fuck!" he thrusted into your almost limp body , filling you up with his cum. "fuck take it." he stilled himself inside you , leaning down to kiss your shoulders , leaving a little mark there. "fuck , you felt so good." he pulled out of you , moving your panties back in place. "don't waste it." he said.

you guys got dressed against , but he didn't let you go , instead he pulled you into another makeout session , pulling away for air , his forehead pressed against yours.

"you're mines."

©️LUVYENI

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