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essthereal-archived · 5 months

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muse dash hatsune miku graphics / headers !⠀

requested by @epitaphredux — f2u with credit .

the dividers on this post are only to be used by me in tumblr posts , thank you .

#📁— edits.png #muse dash #hatsune miku #rentry graphics #graphics #rentry

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bits-and-babs · 1 year

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I imagine Mando is a virgin, do to his cult/religion.

What if fem/afab reader is Mando's partner on something and Din finds himself staring at their ass, their face, anything.

Reader notices and decides to lead Din through his first time?

𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐑 — 𝐃𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐉𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍

» PAIRING : The Mandalorian x F!Reader

» CONTENTS : exhibitionism, masturbation, p in v sex, unprotected sex (I can hear you all screaming from here, I KNOW), cute, shy Mando. 18+ you N A S T I E S.

» DIN MASTERLIST : here || MAIN MASTERLIST : here

It’s so fucking quiet on the Razor Crest.

The Mandalorian had been suspiciously silent for the majority of your trip to Theed— made even worse by the knowledge that it was such a long journey. He had spent most of his time in the cockpit of the ship, pretending to be preoccupied with the coordinates that he hadn’t changed since setting off.

You didn’t think anything of it at first. The long drags of The Mandalorian's eyes that you could feel pull across your form, settling on your ass like a tractor beam had them glued to you. Of course, you’d just explained it away with exhaustion. For a moment, you even considered that you’d been afflicted with Hyper-Rapture, imagining things that weren’t there, inventing the gaze you felt skirting over your form.

No, you don’t think anything of it at all. Not until you walk into the cockpit of the Razor Crest one evening to find The Mandalorian thrusting into his palm and quietly whimpering out your name.

Mando hadn’t seen you, spilling into his palm and wheezing as though he’d been shot by a blaster in the side. His cum had run down the knuckles of his fingers, the two-tone gloves he consistently wore hanging off the controls.

Stars, you couldn’t shake the image from your minds-eye, nor could you ignore the echo of your whimpered name when you close your eyes at night.

It’s late. Mando has managed to settle the rambunctious Child into his cot, gently laying him amongst the blankets and closing the lid. It hisses softly, the mechanics locking with a quiet ‘click’.

You can hear his boots clang across the durasteel flooring, each footstep pronounced. Heat swallows your face as you stare at the Aurebesh lettering in your book, the lines all blurring into one when you feel him approach you.

Your name rings in your ears.

“He’s asleep,” Mando speaks softly, his husky tone soothing in its quiet volume. Looking up at him through your lashes, you carefully close the book you had pretended to preoccupy yourself with. Mando’s visor stares down at you blankly, an immovable object that makes your hands shake when you reach for him.

“… That’s perfect,” you whisper, voice cracking slightly when your palms touch the flight suit beneath the lip of his breastplate. You can feel his body flinch, his hip bones soft beneath the canvas.

“H-Hey,” he says cautiously, shocked by the sudden contact. You rub gentle circles with your thumb, chewing on the inside of your cheek in an attempt to ease your thumping heart.

“I heard you,” you break it to him gently, watching his body stiffen at your admission, “Why did you hide it from me?”

Mando doesn’t respond, your touch having stolen the breath from his lungs. He shudders, his cock hard already beneath the fabric of his suit. You see it twitch, responsive to your light touch.

You smile to yourself, careful as you unclip his utility belt.

“I can give you what you want?”

You insist upon fucking him in the pilot seat. Mando implores you to allow him to keep his armour on. Of course, you concede. This is outside of his comfort zone; he would want to cling to what makes him comfortable.

Straddling his lap, you feel the sting of cold from his tassets bite into the naked flesh of your thighs. The head of his cock rests against your clit, and your muscles buzz with a mixture of arousal and anticipation. You’re drunk on it, high on it.

“I haven’t-“ Mando speaks, his voice catching in his throat when you dip his cock through your soaking folds. It’s like he short circuits, choking on a thick syllable.

“Mhm?” You hum softly. You’ve taken control, your experience making it easier for Mando to relax into you. He leans forward, pressing the cold Beskar of his helmet against your collarbone.

“I haven’t… Done this,” he admits to you, his tone reserved- shy. Mando’s breath hitches in his chest when you settle the head of his cock against your entrance. He sinks inside you ever so slightly, a groan rattling his lungs at the promise of tight, wet heat.

“I know,” you whisper softly, easing down onto his length as you soothe him. Mando’s back arches against the leather of the pilot seat, a choked moan of your name escaping him— not unlike the ones you heard when you caught him fucking his hand.

You don’t move, your walls fluttering around the stretch of him in your cunt. Mando is choking back curses, his hands gripping the curve of your ass and burying his fingertips into the soft flesh there.

“Oh, fu-ughh- so tight-'' he rambles, pitchy in tone as you bury him to the hilt. He’s touching the deepest parts of you, so thick and long that you’re sure you can feel him settle amongst your lungs.

It’s immediately apparent that Mando won’t last long. His thighs are trembling, cock twitching inside you despite your lack of movement. You don’t mind. This isn’t about you.

“Does it feel good?” You check in with him, smoothing your palms down the reflective surface of his breastplate. Your body heat is so high that the chilled metal clouds with condensation the moment your skin rests against it.

“So fucking tight- Maker-“ he gasps in response to you squeezing around him. “I’m-I’m gonna cum-“

Delicately, you lean your head down to press a kiss to the slither of skin exposed between the neckline of his flight suit and his helmet. You follow it up with a long, slow drag of your tongue.

Mando cums with a haggard groan, his whole body shuddering with the intensity of it. His head drops back against the headrest of the seat, chest heaving as he sucks in laboured breaths. Your flesh aches slightly from the tight grip he holds.

“S-Stars-“

It makes you smile, because you’re sure he sees them dancing behind his eyelids.

END

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archivedzeke · 1 year

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cute puppy boys that beg for your attention when you’re busy fixing dinner or cleaning up. they would follow behind you like a lost pup and demand your attention when you’re not focused on them.

how could you deny your pretty boys when they’re so eager to have your eyes on them and only them. so please please give them your attention !

the way their imaginary ears would flop downwards when you brush them off to complete your work before the sit and sulk to themselves. all they wanted was their lovers attention so why are you being mean to them?

of course you would make it up to them ! cuddling and nuzzling them with equal yearning to show that you needed their attention too. cook for them and run them a nice bubble bath or shower , let them sleep in one of your shirts before offering to eat their pretty pussies until they cum and beg you to stop.

let them cockwarm you until you both fall asleep , running your fingers through their soft hair as they snuggle into your chest with pure adoration on their faces. rubbing their sides while whispering sweet nothings into their ears.

watch as they wake up in the middle of the night to ride your cock with desperation , hearts forming in their eyes while they pepper gentle kisses down your throat until you wake up and take charge. they love it when you pin them into a mating press and knot their cunt full ♡.

take good good care of them afterwards ok ?

use those big ripped arms to give them the best naked cuddles ever and tell them how good they were for you. that’s all your golden retriever bf needs!

KŌTARŌ BOKUTO , HINATA SHOYO , TETSURŌ KUROO , VENTI , CHILDE , AETHER , KAZUHA , KYOJURO RENGOKU , NARUTO , KAEYA , ARATAKI ITTO , TEGEN UZUI , MAMMON

𝗰𝘃𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘇𝗲𝗸𝗲™

#top male reader #dom male reader #zekedrabbles ゛🎧#'📁 ★ 〔pretty boy files〕 ՚՚#headcannons #golden retriever bf #afab character #zeek's pretty boys

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f4nrir · 11 months

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Hobie helping reader through there first tattoo

hobie brown headcanons

一 pairing; hobie brown x male reader

note: i love this concept. please send in more hobie requests !! it’s fun writing for him && we need more hobie content.

🗯️ an absolute sweetheart. he'd hold your hand through it all and give you reassuring glances.

🗯️ even offered to do it himself, knowing that he has proper control and wouldn't hurt you.

🗯️ he'd caress your hand with his thumb to soothe you, while placing soft kisses on your palm.

🗯️ hobie would randomly engage in long conversations to distract you, especially on topics you both feel strongly about.

🗯️ you’d ask how he was able to get through so many piercings and his answer was always the same; “he’d look hot”.

🗯️ he’d offer the other end of his earbud so you could listen to music together, preferably making you listen to the playlist he made for you.

🗯️ would give the artist a bit of a side eye when you’d wince, noticing that the pressure was a bit harder than usual. this caused the artist to tense up and go easier on you, making hobie be pleased of himself.

🗯️ when the session reached its first break, hobie willingly went out to get you some food and a drink since you’ve been there for a long time.

🗯️ if you had the tattoo on your arm and noticed you were in pain using it, he’d help you by spoon feeding you himself.

🗯️ you thought it was embarrassing. but he reassured you and he’d be delicate with how he’d offer the food.

🗯️ it gave you the chance to stare into each other’s eyes and you were completely mesmerized with the beauty of this man— and he was too with how you looked.

🗯️ he’d playfully interrupt your moment by saying “it’s spilling, man” with that accent of his, causing you to laugh and almost choke.

🗯️ would continue to reassure you throughout the whole session, not wanting to let go of your hand even if you didn’t need to squeeze it for comfort.

🗯️ it was mostly for him since he doesn’t like seeing you in pain.

🗯️ when he realizes you’ve fallen asleep, he’d take off his jacket and put it over your body to keep you warm.

🗯️ after the session, he would make sure that you looked after yourself.

🗯️ every day he would massage the area surrounding the tattoo, soothing your skin from the irritation.

🗯️ every time you wanted to take off the wrapping and itch it, he’d gently swat your hand and make sure you didn’t do that.

🗯️ when it came to the day you can finally unwrap it, he’d do it for you and gently take it off.

🗯️ even though it was heartbreaking to see you in pain, it was a bit funny to watch you flail your arm around as he took it off.

🗯️ hobie forgot to look at the tattoo but when he finally got a good look at it, he smiled to himself as it came out beautifully.

🗯️ he thought it made you look hotter and got flustered easily every time he glanced at you and saw it.

#— zeppelin’s files 📁#hobie brown x male reader #spider punk x you #spider punk #hobie brown #mlm fluff #across the spiderverse #hobie brown imagine #hobie brown x you #marvel #marvel headcanons

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hyukabean · 2 years

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enemies to lovers trope w/ idol!skz

req — none!!

nana’s notes — my fav trope! way too long as always (5k rip). i struggled to find a reason for some of the boys, especially chan lol feedback is always welcome ^^

warning(s) — cursing? (does that count??) a lil suggestive at times! ps. tried keeping it gender neutral!! i am still used to writing fem!reader, so if i ever slip up, (since this is still unedited), lmk!

definitely unedited.

bang chan

you’re hannah’s bestfriend and are currently interning at jyp; chan doesn’t exactly know how to feel about you being so close to his baby sister, and he, unintentionally, makes for a lot of awkward interactions between you three

you just graduated high school and now, boom everyone just excepts you know what you wanna do?? what are you a fortune teller? a genie??

but!! you and hannah became online friends by coincidence a while back and y’all are besties now!!

after venting to her for a while, she was like “bro, wanna do an internship to figure out your life a bit?”

and you were like “aight bet”

so here you are now, doing a summer internship at jyp of all places! and tbh you were having so much fun!

until you met chan, who ironically enough was your bias

out of respect for your bestie, you never really brought skz up, eventhough she knew you were a fan ofc

you’d never want her to feel taken advantage of:<

chan on the other hand, didn’t really ask enough questions?

he thought is was kinda sus how hannah’s bestie was a stay and got an internship at jyp (once again, lacking info massively-)

so he’d try to be super friendly but it just be awkward?

big bro things ig-

“hey! i got you iced matcha since i’m on break, wanna go sit outside? weather’s nice!”

and hannah’s like:D yes!!

but then chan’s is like?? what if they kill her????

“so y/n! what’s your favorite song on I AM: who?”

you blink at him

“h-huh?”

hannah face palms, apologizing on his behalf quietly, “shut up chan…”

“uhm… ‘voices’ probably? though awkward silence is probably more fitting……”, you mutter the last part

it happens again and again so you ask hannah about it

and she’s like: “he’sreallyprotectiveandthinksyoureusingme? ahahahaha…”

and you go: “oh… </3”

because you put some much effort in to make sure that’s not the case yk???? plus he was your bias-

eventually you “resign” 2 weeks early and just spend the rest of the time going around korean with hannah!

and chan felt super bad… not only because you were his sister’s best friend and he was hella awkward, but also cause you’re cute?

he knew it was wrong, but the more he thought back to it, the more he realized how intuitive? understanding? helpful you were?? always assisting everyone perfectly

hannah does eventually catch on and she is a bit pissed cause like, seriously? my best friend, chan?? 🤨

“as long as i don’t have to watch you two way each other’s faces…”

her thought process was, ‘if they get married, no in-law drama’

she loves her bro so she gives him your number

he hits you up and eventually, after apologizing, he does ask to meet up and get to know you a bit better

you ofc can’t just be like, yea!! before asking hannah

she ofc agrees and appreciates you asking:)

and now, months in the future after you’ve gotten your uni business sorted out, you’re sitting on his lap, listening to him edit some track:3

hannah still gags everytime you two make eye contact but hey, we love a supportive tsundere bestie <3

lee minho

since jyp’s wifi and electricity are always going out, you, an engineering major, do chan a favor and fix it while your in the building (;)), this means, someone is constantly messing with the lights while minho is trying to practice

as a fan who’s also one of chan’s closest friends, you could positively say, chris was equally as annoyed with the wifi situation as stay are

you happen to be studying engineering and learning about electricity, smoldering, and such, is kinda part of the skill set;

soooo, you, bless your soul, sit with chan during his lives, and whenever he sends you a text or drops any hints, you fix the wifi for him

the whole lights going out business was kinda new, but hey, it’s jypapi what else is to be excepted

and so, whenever you go to fix it, you’ve got to mess with the lights for like a solid 10 minutes!! super tiring but anything to see chan go from :( —> :D right?

wrong. (well no ofc not but yk-) minho fucking hates those 10 minutes with a passion !!

“who’s the little bitch that’s messing with the lights again, huh>:( i thought the among us hype was over”

“i got the imposter!” “hyunjin sHUT UP”

istg this boy would rather dance in darkness smh

he’s complained to hyunjin and jisung about it plenty of times

but never to chan, come on, the man’s stressed enough already!! (awww caring minho everyone:))) )

i luv sungie and jinnie w/ all my heart ofc but….

they didn’t exactly give him the best advice?

perspective thing ig-

either way, it ended with minho lurking in one of the supply closets, waiting for the culprit you to show up

“AHA you little fucker”, “e-excuse me?…”, “….aren’t you chan’s friend?”, “aren’t you skz’s minho?….”

awkward to say the least ^^;;

“so let me get this straight, you’re the one who’s been playing irl among us? to help chan?? you’re the one who’s not letting me dance in peace???”

“i-, yes? no? how does one answer this correctly?”

n e wayysss, chan came to look for you cause it’s been like 20 minutes at this point lol

your korean is pretty good, but minho doesn’t know that >:)

“형... 그 친구가 정말 예뻐요” // (“hyung… your friend is really pretty”

chan: o-o —> ;)

you: o-o —> :o —> :>

minho: -^-?? —> ಠ_ಠ —> (@_@)

“thank you~” “fuck-”

suddenly minho doesn’t mind irl among us

he definitely doesn’t take you to am meet his cats as an apology. psshh who’d do that hahaha…

o-o

anyways! y’all chill now

and dating sksjksja-

seo changbin

you and jeongin have been friends for a while now; you needed to improve your korean, and he felt too shy to practice his english with his hyung’s. changbin and you have never really clicked, but when push comes to shove and he breaks chan’s laptop, he desperately needs you to fix it for him

“y/n… why don’t you like hyung? he’s super goofy once you get to know him! have you seen him and felix hyung do aegyo?”

*sigh*

it’s not that you ‘hated’ changbin per se, you two just…. don’t mesh well?

you had immense respective for changbin, though. you liked him a lot as a stay, before you met jeongin; of course now you still thought his talents were incredible, but as a friend? yikes…

bin shared your sentiments; he too thought it was crazy how you could study two such a difficult majors at the same time, in a foreign country, AND befriend jeongin, (he was lowkey jealous since you guys became friends faster than he did)

and yet still, something was off?

he knew deep down, he had not been trying nearly hard enough, but after you had given up, he didn’t see a point in trying either

jeongin, bless his little soul, really does try to make it work!

but it usually just ends with either of you leaving or avoiding each other and hanging out with other members that were present

you’ve contemplated pretending to be friends for i.n’s sake, but you felt it would be disingenuous:((

one fine afternoon, while you were translating and helping jeongin pronounce some of the lines he wanted to say during their upcoming concert:

“oh thank god, y/n! i need your help, please!”

jeongin ofc is like ^^ “psst y/n! he’s asking you for help! go bond!!” (spolier alert: i.n knew you found him kinda cute, and bby does not know how to whisper:D)

you smiled awkwardly and were like?? ‘changbin never looks this disheveled’ :((

“you okay? you seem kinda off”, you were mostly just confused

until he pulls out a 7/11 plastic bag, with want looked to be chan’s laptop

“yep, that’ll do it…”

jeongin gasps, “hyung!!! he’s gonna kill you if be finds out!”

“exactly, so unless you want me dead, and skz to be a 7 member group, please don’t tell him”, he murmurs out, (bby’s just a lil embarrassed)

you nod, understand; “i’m not even gonna ask, but you’re pretty lucky i double major, and i know how to do this…”

“i’ll treat you to literally anything, just please, save my head”

you grinned, it was cute getting to see this side of him for once:))

“no worries changbin, i’ve got this”

*cue jeongin and changbin starting at you, and occasionally leaning over in fear*

after a solid 4 hours, and two coffee breaks, you had successfully fixed his laptop!

“try running it first”, you chucked at his cheers

“his password is ‘bang-chris’ and his date of birth”, changbin sighed playfully, wiping away the tears

“and to think he’s technically still gen-z”, you played along, entering

he took you out for dinner, and an evening walk after that as a thank you, definitely no other reasons

he uh certainly didn’t think it was cute how a stubborn strand if your hair would continuously fall into your face, or how you’d puff your cheeks in frustration every once in a while, ahem.

jeongin, in typical maknae fashion, teases the crap out of you two 24/7

but you two are good now! and pinning after each other, but yk!

also, chan never found out? like?? sir there’s a massive dent on the bottom but okay?

“hyung’s getting old, he needs glasses now…” “jeongin, what-”, “it’s best you don’t know”

hwang hyunjin

you a felix are the best of friends! you and hyunjin on the other hand, just don’t get along, plain and simple. y’all can’t be a room together for more than 5 minutes before breaking out into a cat fight, and honestly, the members are tired of it

it’s really not all that deep; you and hyunjin just don’t like each other

whenever you go to see lix, it’s become normal to hear some sort of passing snarky remark, some statement about what you’re wearing or your personality, anything really

felix was at a loss, after all, hyunjin usually just dips when he doesn’t like someone, so why was he like this with you?

jisung and chan were almost certain he liked you

“oh come on, look at the way he’s looking at them! besides, hyunjin hating you is actually scary…”, jisung shivers, thinking back to their pre-debut days

felix agrees, “y/n’s probably just giving back the same energy… muhahaha my time to play cupid”

grins for like an entire day looking like —> >:]

the reason was he was acting like this towards someone he clearly liked, was unclear to them

but boy, were they dead set on finding und out!

and so, here you are, stuck in a closet, listening to a smug changbin twirl the keys, the threat of keeping you locked in there until you spoke to each other on his lips

not only that, but there’s like… no room there

so you’re basically laying side to side and on top of each other-

ten minutes in, you stop trying to shuffle around (thank god cause jinnie was strUGGLING), and felix, who was obviously tired of the silence:

“oh my god play 20 questions or something, jeez!”, minho chimed in happily, “we came for the tea, so give us some already!!!!!”

hyunjin got tired of the whining, “so uh… what do you do in your free time?”

you raised an eyebrow, “i… i like listening to music i guess?”, you gave a generic answer, not really wanting to open up to him like this

“seriously? i can’t think of anything duller…”, hyunjin rolled his eyes

on the inside he was dy!! ing!! his fingers itched to show you the playlist he has made you a few weeks back, but a) he was wayyy too shy for that, and b) moving was not a good idea right now

you huffed, rolling your eyes back, not that he could see, “i can…”

felix roared in laughter, clapping his hands a bit, “they got you there jinnie”

hyunjin suppressed a grin, he always liked how much of a smart ass you were

“tch… whatever…”, he leans in, breath hot on your ears, “let’s talk outside, hmm?”

DEFINITELY KNOWS WHAT HE’S DOING KSSKSHSJ-

after getting your agreement, he spoke up, “guys, we’ll talk, promise. just let us talk in a… less cramped space”

you guys end up talking all night in his room, and you realize he’s no too bad

after, the two of you do hang out separately from the boys a few times before he confesses (shows you the playlist) and asks you out

“and i thought minho hyung was a tsundere….”, seungmin shook his head

“ew, i miss when my bestie didn’t have their tongue down their my other besties throat”, felix sighs

definitely a cute couple; unexpected, but cute for sure <3

han jisung

getting an intern position at jyp was fantastic; not only have you gotten to meet and close to one of your favorite groups, but you guys even hang out privately now. jisung has always been skeptical of your intentions, especially after finding out you’re a stay. when hate posts start to spread on social media, containing only information a staff member would know, he suspects you

“i wanna grab take out before going home, join us? or are you still feeling sick?”, felix asked, side hugging changbin

jisung rolled his eyes at this

why were they asking you this? aren’t you a little too close to the guys for just being a simple college student intern?

sure, he was impressed at the fact that you managed to put up with chan’s insomnia ridden schedule

and of course being able to run to three separate locations to get the boy’s coffee could not go unmentioned

that being said, he still felt it was unprofessional of you to hang out with them separately

part of him hope you weren’t ill intentioned; that and you’re super attractive, like super super attractive and exactly his type sooooo

but another felt as though you were abusing your close contact to them for personal gain;

ofc he couldn’t be sure, and so he tried not to judge you preemptively

did that work??? not really.

but a+ for effort right:)

last week had been great! you went out with felix and changbin to eat, chan had shown you a small preview of their new title track, and even hyunjin had offered to teach you a choreo you’d been shying away from for years

all was well, and you with school giving you a little break, you’d rarely felt better!

when you came in on monday, chaos was high at jyp

apparently someone had leaked private videos of the boy

nothing crazy, thank god, like them changing, but it was clear the boys had not consented to them

along with the images and footage, dates of upcoming events and two of the manager’s numbers were leaked

chan was furious to say the least, and he immediately called you to help him analyze the images/videos, hoping you’d catch something he and the other staff hadn’t

“why did you call them? it was probably their fault this leaked”, jisung huffed at chan, upset the lyrics he’d worked so hard on were captured on video

chan’s eyes widened, “oi, han jisung, aren’t you going a bit far?”, he pulls up a portion of the footage, “y/n was sick that day, remember? this was the photo shoot they missed. plus, they’ve never spoken to manager kim or cho. you’re way out of line here”.

jisung followed the leader’s gaze, noting that indeed, the day he had been forced to cosplay as a red highlighter, you were missing

(secretly he was thankful, he was kind of embarrassed at the fish nets top)

“s-shit… y/n, look-”

rolling your eyes you cut him off, “this isn’t where you guys normally get your make up done, no?”

chan nods, not quite following

“see the balloons in the back? maybe if we zoom in, we can at least get a glimpse of the person. and if i remember correctly, this room was going to be used for itzy; in that hallway there should be cctv footage available on both ends”, you spoke, pulling up the map you had initially made on your ipad not to get lost, but eventually just developed as a pass time.

he grinned, high-fiving you, “you’re a godsend y/n!”

to make a long story short; one of the external staff members had recorded and leaked the footage, so you were, obviously, in the clear.

legal charges would be pressed for multiple contractual violations but you had gotten praised and thanked for your quick thinking

“the police would’ve probably never gotten to actually taking a look at the footage”, one of the managers laughed, “but now i have an excuse to buy a new phone without my wife being too upset”

things were going well!

jisung on the other hand felt like shit:(

acting out like that was so unlike him; hyunjin even joked about not having seen him talk like that since their pre-debut days, to which han just :< —> :(((

with the help of chan, he eventually gets you alone and apologizes sincerely

he had come to the conclusion that part of his “hatred” towards you was fumed by genuine fear for skz’s wellbeing,

but the other part was the fear that he had of being rejected by you

“why didn’t you just so?”, you had accepted his apology, but you did want to get him back just a bit

“i don’t know jisung, you’re kinda asking a lot of me right now. a date? hmmm”

he just, @-@, “okay, i understand…”

after laughing at him you eventually do agree to go out together with him:))) and he just goes full anime blush you jaksjsk-

lee felix

felix has always been a super affectionate and cuddly person, especially with chan; but lately, he’s been spending an awful lot of time with you, and felix can’t help but resent you for it just a tiny bit

felix is not a bad person, he never wishes harm on anyone, you included

and as angel-like as he may look, he’s still a person like everyone else, and prone to jealousy at times

“sorry lix, looks like we’ll have to watch that movie another time!”, “aww sorry felix, hannah, y/n, and i are going to a concert”, “my bad lixie, i already have a hang out planned with y/n tonight, and i might sleep over… but we can talk tomorrow!”

chan, his honorary older brother, had been dipping on him a little (lot) more than usual

but he couldn’t blame him! he hadn’t seen you in a while

felix had been introduced to you, and he thought you were amazing in every conceivable way!!

he almost disliked you for it, or so it seemed to you when he avoided you religiously

felix’s jealousy stemmed from his own insecurities; he felt as though chan and you were both incredible!

you could make him laugh so easily! shouldn’t he be the one doing that? after spending so many years with chan???

these days his insecurities often get the best of him, especially since he already wasn’t feeling the best

was he really that unlovable? ‘of course, channie deserves someone better…’

lix would never want to make you someone, especially chan, feel bad for having friends and being close to them; his jealousy made him want to curl up into a ball and hide, so he did

even you could tell something was up with him

chris was running late, so, as per usual, you waited in his studio

“hyung! have you see-, oh… sorry…”, felix backs out slowly, voice lower than usual

you’re like:(( why you no like me sir ㄱ(-^-)

“wait! uh i know it’s not really my place to ask but… are you okay?”

after a lil bit of pushing, he eventually sits down with you and admits to feeling just a littttle jealous

“sorry if i made you feel weird, not cool…”

you shake your head, “no worries. would you uhm like to hang out with us today maybe?”

now it’s chan who doesn’t get to see lix and you any more dkshsk-

you both got super close!! as time passed, he found himself glancing at your lips a lil too long

or watching the reflection of light in your eyes with a bit too much fondness for it to be considered platonic

you end up asking him on a date after getting a chris style pep talk, and boom

two cuties are now going out together:)))

kim seungmin

seungmin has always been observant, and he can’t help but feel that you’re bubbly nature was a bit too unprofessional as a staff member; on the other hand, his “rudeness” and disinterest in most things, made you feel uneasy. the lack of communication seems to act as a catalyst for plenty of arguments…

“would it kill you to shut up?”, he huffed

“would it kill to take that stick out of your ass?”, you whispered back, “and i thought retail was bad…”

you and seungmin always argue

it’s like;;;; a natural law almost

a^2 + b^2 = c^2

stoichiometry is ass (lowkey kinda fun though-)

n you and puppy boy can’t get off each other’s backs

chan would always laughed about it

he knew that although this job was only part time for you, you were meticulous

you go y/n!!

seungmin on the other hand saw you as some sort of free loader with way too much mouth

TLDR: you two couldn’t be kept in the same room without arguing

“good morning! anything i can help with?”

“could you ask her to leave please?”

the other staff awkwardly glanced at you

“have your self a wonderful day, yeah kim?

instead, you’d try to work with other members, grab them their coffee, find the right tools for the stylists, just listening to them

but of course not without the back track that is kim seungmin in the buildingggg

the bitch was indeed present and you were tired of hearing it

literally anything you’d do was too loud or spontaneous

“hey i might actually take my 15 later”

cuts off the staff, “and inconvenience everyone? how unprofessional, you’re a real piece of work y/n”

eventually, you stopped having fun at work, not wanting to argue on days where college work already piled up

“not talking today? what, cat got your tongue?”

“no, i’m doing what evolution did”

“huh?”

“ignore you”

chan frowned, it seemed like you had genuinely taken his words to heart:((

everyone knew seungmin didn’t actually care about professionalism or volume, (i mean have you met han?)

but he wanted a reason to talk to you, even if he didn’t know it himself

during their next break, chan gently guided minnie, not having deemed it necessary until now

he basically said, ‘hey lil bro we all know you think y/n is cute. maybe actually try talking to them instead of just… you know, insulting them??’

“hey uh, i got you a drink?”

“is it poisoned??”

“no?”

“you’d be doing me a favor either way… thanks i guess”

over time, you two started genuinely bonding and hanging out 1-1

eventually it just lips out that he likes you

and you’re like: :o

he’s like: :0

and when you’re like: :3

and know you two are holding hands and chan regrets ever opening his mouth:)

yang jeongin

beomgyu and you had met by coincidence, but you had clicked and kept in contact. recently, he had introduced you to his other 01z friends, among them jeongin, who wasn’t thrilled. seeing one of his fans being friends with his best friend, he can’t help but assume the worst.

beomgyu and met in a convenience store by pure coincidence

he heard you talking on the phone about not being able to find a certain snack, and boom, he hands it over to you at the speed of light

(choi beomgyu everyone <3)

it was obvious you were a moa by the keychain on your bag, but you didn’t recognize him at first

you thanked him, and offered to pay for his soda can

long story short, y’all end up getting pretty close!!

you tried not to rub being a fan of him and his friends into his face, so you only brought it up, when he did

sooner rather than later, he found you not only stan skz, but also bias i.n., aka his bestie

and because you couldn’t attend their concert, and were kinda :< about it

he plans a meeting with you, him, and the three other boys!

you refuse, not wanting to ever make gyu think that’s the reason you’re friends with him

but he decided to just not tell you and invite you over after that!

master mind beomgyu strikes again;)

and you’d think nothing could go wrong, right?

afterall, you guys are at HYBE, behind closed doors, there’s plenty of food, and the boys arr chill, riiiight?

EHHHHN WRONG

see, jeongin wasn’t taking well to the whole idea

to be fair, gyu did tell him, but he forgot they wouldn’t be alone

he watched as you spoke to gyu, how you guys had inside jokes, or how he knew just what type of snacks you liked

you were, without a doubt cute, but, what were your true intention?

“i don’t know beomgyu, isn’t they’re a bit… too nice?”, “jeongin, what-”

he frowns at you the entire night, ignoring any and all of your attempts to have small talk or pleasantries

shrugging him off, you focus on having a good time with your friend

later, after coming back to the bathroom, you over hear jeongin talking to gyu again:

“can’t you see they’re just using you beomgyu? it’s obvious they wants in on this-, this lifestyle, whatever you want to call him”

you huff, shaking your head at him: “shouldn’t you trust your friend’s judgement just a little more?”

he’s kinda stunned, but doesn’t relent, “no, i’m just being careful”

he was right somehow, but still, you scoffed, “be careful all you want then, i’m not sticking around”

and you leave &-&

you being the good friend you are, send a message to gyu on your way home, thanking him and apologizing for how the night ended, eventhough it wasn’t exactly your fault

gyu shows jeongin the texts he had where you told him you didn’t want to meet

jeongin is like:< “b-but i thought-, was i mean?… oh no:((((”

so, he asks gyu for your number to apologize

‘this is yang jeongin’

‘i was wanted to apologize for yesterday, i was out of line…’

‘could i treat you to something as an apology?’

that’s how you guys end up in the jyp cafeteria, (away from the eyes of dispatch lmfao), with iced matcha and a piece of cake!!

“so, i heard i’m your bias”, “jeongin, shUT THE-”

all’s well that ends well!!

jeongin does take you out a few times after that, as… ‘friends’

but after a few months he does eventually ask you out on a date:D he was a lil shy but yk~

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sweetlves · 1 year

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two of hearts…

synopsis. gojo begs you to not leave him after sugurus rampage

characters/pairings. highschool satoru gojo x highschool fem! reader

genre. angst, fluff

tw. none

a/n. highschool gojo always has me bawling my eyes out. inspired by staceyq’s song “two of hearts” <33

you’re currently sitting on an empty chair inside a classroom of jujutsu tech.

the pitter-patter of the rain outside the open window fills your scent and ears. droplets of rain falling off of the beautiful green trees and colorful flowers. the chilly air nips at you through your long sleeved uniform.

the serene sight is a drastic difference from the apprehensive tension in the room.

you had just told satoru you want to resign from jujutsu tech.

after geto went on a rampage about killing all non-shamans — it spurred a realization in your mind

you don’t want to live like this. you don’t want to die a death that you know won’t even make a dent of change in the jujutsu world. it wasn’t worth it. you’re only 16, a teenager. you should be out shopping and talking gossip with friends. not fighting till you drop dead.

but once you told satoru these thoughts…he didn’t handle it well.

“what do you mean y/n!?” he practically jumps off of his chair.

“i just said it satoru…i don’t wanna live like this…,” your voice cracks from desperation.

“seriously…you can’t just back out now!” he stomps toward your desk and slams his hands into the surface — looking at you over his glasses angrily. his beautiful blues are sight for sore eyes but the piercing gaze cuts deep.

“yeah i can, there’s no contract that keeps us here.” you look down at the desk with tired somber eyes.

“i can’t believe you y/n…what are you gonna do after you leave then huh!?”

“i wanna be normal…,” you furrow your eyebrows in anger — standing up from your desk while slamming your hands down, right in front of satorus.

“i wanna be a normal school girl with friends, i wanna go shopping and talk about boys! i wanna get a job, and travel places! i wanna go to concerts and have fun! i wanna live my goddamn life!!” you shout the last sentence with frustration and pain in your voice.

satoru is taken aback. his eyes widened and mouth slightly opened and stifles a few steps away. the tension in the room stiffened ten times more than before. you huff out while looking out the window, holding your arms from the cold and frustration.

“y/n…”

you continue staring outside. you hear footsteps coming toward you. you feel the hesitation radiating off of satoru.

“i’m sorry….” you turn to face him. he took his glasses off. bright blues full of emotion — full of sorrow and guilt, stare right back at you.

“it’s okay…I’m just so…tired..” you sigh out.

“i know…i just…i don’t know,” he sighs while running his hand through his hand mindlessly.

“…satoru i knew you’d be upset but…why this much? no offense but, you let suguru go off a lot easier compared to what you’re doing right now..” you question hesitantly.

“i…i uhm, don’t know…” he says quietly like a small child, avoiding your gaze.

“whatever it is, you’re really making it a lot harder…do you really think i don’t feel awful about this?” your voice cracks again — hearing it coming out of your own mouth make you want to break down and cry.

your hands travel to your waist, holding yourself as you try to look in every direction but satoru. you bring your hands up to your face, covering your mouth while inhaling sharply. he just stared at the ground, clenching his fists. silence enveloped the room for a minute before you broke the silence.

“…i…i should go now…” you whisper anxiously while wiping the tears prickling at your eyes. you grab your bag, slinging it on your shoulder while walking past satoru quickly.

a step after you walked past him, a hand wraps around your wrist roughly, stopping you from walking any further —- basically yanking you back.

“wh-what…?” you say with a breathy sigh. turning to look at the boy.

“…you’re not fucking leaving.” he says firmly, almost angrily while towering over you. his intense eyes burning into yours. your eyes widen from the sudden hostility — his attitude shifted completely, you’ve never seen satoru act this way before.

he notices the widening and startledness in your eyes and immediately regrets the action.

“…i’m sorry,” he lets go of your wrist and takes a step back.

“i just…i don’t want you to leave…” he looks at the ground somberly.

“i know…you’ve made that very clear….” you look to the side of where satoru stands while clutching the strap of your bag. silence overtakes the room again before he speaks.

“…please…” he whispers softly.

you quirk an apprehensive eyebrow, turning your head to look at him, wondering what he means.

“…please y/n,” he brings his head up and looks into your eyes. they’re filled with sadness and determination —- shining and glistening with so much emotion. you’ve never seen him like this before, you’re not sure if anyone has. you’re taken aback from all the vulnerability he’s showing you by his own will. how would the higher-ups and his enemies react to the strongest sorcerer crumpling into tears and desperation — begging?

“…please don’t leave….”

he takes half a step toward you and holds your forearms gently. your eyes widen in absolute shock at the following motion he makes.

he slowly fell to his knees, his hands coming down as well, holding the backs of your knees. tears prickle and form in his bright cerulean eyes as he looks up at you.

“…i need you y/n, don’t leave me too…”

he pleads with his voice cracking, little streams of tears pouring out of his beautiful eyes.

your eyes are wide in disbelief. the world's strongest sorcerer, satoru gojo, is currently on his knees, begging you to stay with him.

you feel hot guilt tightening your throat. tears burning and prickling in your eyes. a small choked sob he lets out is all it takes for you to break. hot tears pour out of your eyes like a dam that’s broken. sobs fall out of your mouth.

you slowly fall to your knees, sitting on your legs as your bag slips off your shoulder. you cup his tear-stained wet cheeks before enveloping him in a tight warm hug.

he immediately reciprocates, holding you tightly as if you’ll disappear as soon as he lets go. you both sob into each other’s shoulders, never wanting to let go.

you feel his heartbeat pumping at the same pace as yours against your chest. as if they were one.

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essthereal-archived · 4 months

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crona discord layouts !

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bits-and-babs · 11 months

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i need breeding kink!konig before i cryy also w small reader eeee

𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃, 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃

pairing : könig x f!reader ('perle')

synopsis : könig snaps after a particularly hard mission, unable to hold back his desire much longer.

warnings : [ 1k words ] Emotional distress, unprotected pinv sex, utterly pathetic könig, breeding kink, creampie, overstimulation, cum eating, reference to oral (f receiving). könig is a babbling mess.

notes: this is pure filth. barely any mention of small reader because i like to be inclusive <33

König’s combat boots drag across the floorboards of your shared apartment, depositing clumps of dried Spanish mud across the oak with each weary trudge of his feet. Your boyfriend carries his body over the house threshold like a wounded hound, his tail between his legs and eyelids still splotched with patchy grease paint. König is prideful, usually holding his gigantic frame with a regal posture to match his name– you’ve never seen him so crippled by what he’d promised would be a straightforward mission, in and out.

You open your mouth to ask, to say his name, to offer your support, noting the way König didn’t take his shoes off at the door like he always did. He doesn’t let you, his prodigious forearms encircling your waist with a vice-like grip.

“Just give me this, Perle. I need nothing else,” he promises you, his accent delicate to your ears when he whispers his plea into your hair. Clutching him tight, you liberate the breath you’d held hostage between the bars of your ribcage since König left. You’d been fearful, as always, that the oxygen in your lungs would serve a life sentence, but when your lungs expand again, aching at the edges, you smell his exertion, the earthiness of the mud that clung to his body, the gunpowder he’d expended while taking lives. He’s home.

“König,” you whisper to him, scared a louder decibel would rip apart the fragile foundations that kept the hefty Austrian upright. He shakes his head in response, his palms pawing at your hips, squeezing at the flesh he finds with overwrought neediness.

“Please, Perle,” he murmured, his voice cracking beneath the tide of his emotional turmoil, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass to pull your body closer, “I just need you. Need you close- need to be in you.”

It’s jarring, the distress you feel roiling inside the tense muscles of his back that you skirt your palm over not matching the dripping desire that coated his tongue. When you lean back in his grip, attempting to catch a glimpse of your lover’s eyes, he pulls you impossibly closer. The thread-worn material of his battle-tested uniform is soft against your skin, but the firmness of his cock against you is undeniable.

“Anything,” you whisper, and it’s as though you’ve let the hounds loose. König launches you over his shoulder, ignoring your squeals of shock, and hurries towards the bedroom with absurdly broad strides.

☆ ☆ ☆

He chokes out a string of unintelligible German curse words when he finally bottoms out inside of you. König’s hands, webbed with silver scars that spanned across his knuckles, grasp at your hips and angle them skyward, his thighs flexing as he attempts to keep still for a moment.

“Hahh-ah- Still, Schatzi, be still,” he urges you brokenly. You wail, winded by the sensation of his preposterously thick cock spearing your cunt. It lays deep inside you, nudging at your cervix when it twitches. “S-Still-“

Statuesque, you haven’t moved a nanometre. It’s König, his face buried deep into the crook of your neck, mindlessly pushing his hips deeper into you with shallow thrusts. They’re barely there, slight and feeble, as he dramatically gasps out each time the sensitive tip of his dick brushes your cervix.

“Aha-Haaa, please, please, Perle,” he keens, his rumbling voice strained by his frantic desire. His fingertip pushes into the swollen nub of your clit, and it draws dangerously lazy circles over the sparking nerves there. You sob his name weakly, almost missing his rambled plea. “So tight- your cunt is so tiny for me, Perle. Ughh-fuck- let me cum in it? L-Let me fill it up, watch it spill out of you-“

Your back arches from the mattress as he withdraws his hips slightly, only to plunge them deeper. It’s ludicrous, you think, the way your body gives way to his ridiculous intrusion, but your toes curl with delight, and König wails out another string of profanity.

“Hah-sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry,” he babbles, his cock rocking in and out of you but never once entirely withdrawing from your heat, “I just need to fill this cunt, Perle. Need to see it leak– See you swollen with our child– fuck!”

König spits a broken moan when your hips arch to meet his thrusts. Your clit brushes his pubic bone with each joining of your hips, hurtling you towards orgasm and tightening your walls with bliss.

“So tight, so fu-huhhking tight, Perle– Fuck!” König gasps, his hips stuttering as he braces for your answer.

“Yes,” you whine, eyelids fluttering as your orgasm threatens to crash through you in a tidal wave, “Please, König, please fucking fil–“

König cuts off your appeal with a hoarse cry of your name, his whole body trembling with the force of his orgasm as his cock spurts thick, hot ropes of cum deep inside of your cunt. The warmth of the blooming pressure inside you sparks a blissful throb, your nails sinking into König’s forearms as it detonates inside you. You hear him through the mind-blowing buzz, wailing and sobbing about how you’re milking him, how it’s dripping from your cunt and into the bedsheets.

It’s hazy when the overwhelming euphoria floats down, König still hunched over your body and thrusting inside of you helplessly. His jaw hangs loose, eyebrows knitted together in a mixture of agonising pain and paradisical ecstasy as he fucks his cum deeper into you.

“Hahah-Ahhh fuck, c-creaming all o-ohhhver my cock-“he slurs, his removing his oversensitive cock with a pathetic sob. His fingers sink into your cunt almost instantly, ignoring the curl of your toes and the arch of your back to stuff the dribbling cum back inside of your fluttering pussy.

“Need it to take, Perle,” König garbles, his eyelids heavy as he sinks low to the mattress to swipe up the remaining excess with his tongue. He mumbles around your pussy as he laps up his cum from its glistening lips, “Jus’ lift your hips, Schatz. Sit them on my face; I want to taste us–“

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archivedzeke · 11 months

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THE CUCK ! aizawa shota

warnings ! top m! reader , dilf aizawa , nsfw , throatpie , blowjob , degrading , humiliation , dirty talk , unprotected sex , feminization terms (pussy & tits) , sir kink , cheating , cum eating , cuckhold hizashi , this shit is nasty , taunting , slapping , spit , & untouched cumming

note ! i’ll edit this some more later.

the morals of a well kept man could be broken easily when faced with the temptation of dick. someone as well kept and known to be very insensible at times , being a cheating whore.

married to his best friend hizashi yamada for almost five years , but allowing you to defile him in their shared bedroom was a new level of crazy.

“fuck hizashi! look at your husband” , you grinned and looked at the blonde whose hands were tied to the headboard of his and his husbands shared bed. his face was red with shame , pride diminished from the sight of his husband.

he’s already cum a total of two times. he’s never been pushed past three orgasms before.

aizawa’s position of no different , he was on his knees , hands behind his back as as he sucked on the thick tip of your heavy cock with a dark blush painting his pale face.

the carpet of the bedroom providing aizawa with more than enough friction to get himself off.

“he looks like he’s having a bit of trouble. my dick is a lot bigger than yours , ain’t that right shota?” , you grinned and moved your gaze from the older man on his knees to his husband on the bed. hizashi let out a pitiful groan while watching his lover , regret dimming on his brain a bit.

even so , he couldn’t help the twitch of his cock and the precum that coated his own tip. the sight was was that had his stomach contorting in pleasure. “fuck! your mouth feels so good shota!”

he let out a hum and moaned around the head. his tongue darting out to lick at the undersides of your cock , saliva and excess press leaving a shiny glow behind. he was better than he looked.

you reached up to run your fingers through his hair , false attentiveness hidden in your gaze before yanking his head back and off of your dick. aizawa let out a short noise of disappointment and pain. “n-no! please sir! give me your cock!”

hizashi’s toes curled and he moaned himself , fuck his husband looked amazing. shota has never begged for him this way , seeing him acting like a whore by the hands of someone else made him realize why it was he who suggested this.

his husbands throat was hot and wet , sucking you in like a fucking toy ready to be used. hizashi was a lucky lucky man.

“look at him hizashi! he’s such a fucking slut and i haven’t even put my cock inside his man pussy yet!” , you smacked aizawa’s face and he giggled , “open your mouth for me shota” , and he did with no hesitation.

“good boy!”, you spit in his mouth. you’ve never seen someone so stoic willing to behave this way before. it was like aizawa was a completely different man. a perfect hole to fuck around with if needed!

standing back up , you pushed your pelvis forward and moved his head along side your cock , girth sliding against his nose and mouth as he ran his tongue over the veins — eyes rolling to the back of his skull from the smell of your cock. “haah . . . mmm~ hwah”

“all you needed was some good dick to satisfy you yeah love? hubby not giving it up right hm?” , you nodded over in hizashi’s direction and aizawa’s shook his head ‘yes’ while tonguing your dick. “i know sweet thing”

you finally removed your hands and let aizawa have his way with you , you watched in certain shock as he pressed his hands against your thighs and began taking you down his throat. inch my inch , your cock had become constricted by the warm snug feeling of his throat.

“wow . . . mmm fuck! you’re just full of surprises aren’t you shota?” , hizashi panted and grunted as he came on his abdomen — chest moving up and down as his cock had become hard again within seconds. it was your turn to giggle now. “did you just cum from watching your husband deepthroat my dick hizashi”

you continued your teasing. “you’ve cum three times just from watching me fuck your husbands throat , that’s fucking sad man”

aizawa paid no mind to you teasing his lover , to busy with sucking you up like some glorified lollipop. the nasty mess falling onto the floor and coating his petty tits from how sloppy his head was. you hissed from the feeling of his nails digging into your thigh.

“n-no! nnh haah!” , hizashi shouted in discomfort.

“you’re a liar—” , your sentence was cut short once you felt aizawa’s nose pressing against your pubes , your cock finally hitting the back of his throat while what looked like hearts formed in his eyes. “I-oh god shotaa! you’re the perfect fucking ona hole for my cock. that’s all you are aren’t ya?”

hizashi’s hips wiggled on the bed and thrusted up into the air , his own length a raging red color from cumming. it hurt and the cold air wasn’t making it any better. he was sure he couldn’t.

“aww what’s the matter cuck? you can’t stop cumming from the sight of your husband being fed my cock—he’s enjoying his self”

if hizashi looked close enough he could see the living gaze you looked down at his husband with, the same look forming in man’s eyes as well. maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.

“i’m not even moving his head hizashi! he’s just happy to have my dick down his throat”

aizawa still jelly his hands on your thighs to steady himself , your slimy cock entering and leaving his throat with every move of his head — your pubes tickling his nose every time he took you back in.

the older man never took his eyes off you once. tears brimming in his eye line and nose flaring to get some form of air. you were just that big. little sounds leaving his throat whenever they could.

he looked a fucking mess.

“i’m cumming shota! take it all like the whore you are ok?”

he somehow managed to nod his head , jaw starting to lock from the obsessive sucking. but he didn’t stop , at the mention of cum , he moved faster. he wanted nothing more than to have it.

you tossed your head back and let feral snivel. hips moving forward as your cock beat in his throat , balls throbbing and begging for release.

the first spurt of hot cum flooded aizawa’s throat and he hiccuped , tongue hot with taste of your nut. you couldn’t help but grunt with each spit , cum staring to overflow from around your cock.

you let him stay there until his nose started to run. a sick grin painting your face as you stroked aizawa’s chin. “you did so so good! you and your husband both deserve a reward yeah?”

“y-yes sir! wanna be fucked full pl-please”

he sounded so hoarse and fucked through. you loved it more than you should’ve , hand coming up to grip his jaw and turn his head in hizashi’s direction.

“you hear that yamada. he wants his pussy fucked. looks like you’re gonna be there for a while”

𝘇𝗲𝗸𝗲𝘀𝘇𝗻𝗻™

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f4nrir · 11 months

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hey! hope your day is going good so far :) i would love for some hcs of miguel o’hara with a (obv hispanic) little brother from another dimension, like the little brother is a spiderman in his universe where miguel was his uncle ben! i feel like their moments spending time together would be super cute 😭

absolutely love your writing! hope you have a good day/night 🫶

miguel o'hara headcanons

一 inspired by welcome & goodbye by dream, ivory

note: thank you so much! i put a little twist to this and i hope you like it :)

warning: slight spoilers from atsv.

🗯️ the moment he came through the portal, miguel was confused. at first, he thought it was a threat because someone had the travel watch he had worked hard for. but it turns out, it wasn't a threat.

"miguel?" the voice spoke as he entered and miguel raised a brow, confused as to how he spoke to him; as if he knew him. then the figure approached him, engulfing him in a warm embrace.

"i missed you so much," he mumbled and miguel turned to jessica, who then motioned for lyla to check the canon events. then there they were, in a different dimension where they were happy. all smiles on their faces and miguel looked out for him, until he couldn't.

miguel realized he was grief-stricken and understood how that felt, allowing the other to enjoy this moment together.

🗯️ softening up, miguel allowed him to stay despite the consequences that may have caused. he listened to him as he told his story, comforting him as he unravelled the story of his past.

🗯️ after a while, they've gotten used to each other's company. miguel would accompany him with every mission and would always spend time together, as he felt the need to look out for him as well. and of course, miguel had gotten attached too. sometimes, he refused to let him join but with a lot of prying, he gave in.

🗯️ the pair was never seen without one another, miguel always made time for him if necessary. if he couldn't, he would just tag along and follow miguel all day long except for DANGEROUS missions.

🗯️ miguel found comfort in him as well as he lost so much in a different universe, realizing that he had his own "found family".

🗯️ as time went on, miguel started calling him "hermano" instead of his actual name and he was fine with it as it brought him comfort & joy.

🗯️ miguel showed a different side of himself when he was around, a side that no one has seen... not even his closest colleagues. everyone noticed this, as if he beamed and was a ray of sunshine. they all accepted him as it obviously brought joy to his life and became an important part of the spider society.

🗯️ the age difference between the two was by almost a decade, so miguel had to teach him the basics and if not, reteach.

🗯️ they were so bored while out on patrol they decided to create a way to swing together using the velocity of one another (like in spider-man far from home).

🗯️ let's just say they were too busy swinging and the targets they needed to catch escaped. but it's okay, they eventually caught them using the technique they learned.

🗯️ miguel would help him with his math homework and would do it at the kitchen table into the late hours of the night. he noticed the other fell asleep and carried him into the bedroom, gently placing him down as he put his blanket over him.

🗯️ "gracias por entrar en mi vida" is what he whispered as he rubbed his shoulder, grateful for the opportunity he was given to do things differently.

🗯️ after he left his room, miguel finished up the rest of his homework so that he wasn't stressed out about his classes. he knew he'd be okay, since he's smart and he was there to help out.

🗯️ when it was his day off and had to go to school, miguel would leave a note on the table with food that was made for him. his notes would have poorly drawn spider-man masks that say "stay safe".

#— zeppelin’s files 📁#miguel o'hara headcanons #spiderman 2099 #marvel headcanons

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brrrkdslek · 6 months

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AGORA HILLS.

SYNOPSIS : as the best detective of your city, you take your job very seriously. but how seriously will you take your job when the man of your dreams' husband dies suddenly?

PAIRING : malewife! psh x detective! male! reader

GENRE : 90s, elle singapore black sequin dress seonghwa, thriller, sexy, angst to fluff, murder mystery, possessive/ obsessive love, wine<3

WARNINGS : seonghwa referred to as 'wife' and 'ms' and 'mrs', a lot of manhandling, ass grabbing, idk, slut, sexy, anal, suggestive, huge dick, tattoos, praising, romantic talk, teeth-rotting smut, you will kill yourself, you will cry, blood n shit n deaths obviously, lmao i hope u die after this

WORD COUNT : 8.6k

INSPO : agora hills & this tweet

LORRY'S NOTE : HAPPY BIRTHDAY @asherthehimbo!!!!! I LOVE U SO MUCH BBG HAVE A GOOD BIRTHDAY ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

you've only met seonghwa twice. once at a party held by your coworker's friend, kim theodore. and the second time when theodore died tragically.

theodore was, a... special man. he had been indebt to you since he had been tangled in some drug allegations. of course, being the best detective in the city, you helped him out.

and now, you were on the way to his mansion on agora hills, which is one of the most expensive places one can afford.

you let out a loud yawn as you rang the doorbell. the door opens after a second and you see theodore.

"oh my friend!" he tries to go in for a hug, but you backed away from him awkwardly. theodore lets out a light-hearted laugh before standing aside so you could walk in.

upon entering the beautiful mansion of a millionaire, you take in the sight in front of you; a large chandelier just above your head, beautiful marble staircase to the second floor,

which you assumed is where the master's bedroom is.

Kissin' and hope they caught us (Ah)

suddenly the women at the party surrounds you, making you yelp in surprise.

"oh my, detective!"

"you look so handsome today!"

"when will i become your wife?"

I wanna show you off (Off)

seonghwa watched in the distance as you tried pushing them away, very much annoyed. he chuckles.

"m/n!" one of the ladies called for you, and suddenly you frown, "please ladies, only refer to me as detective. i don't think we're close enough to be on first name basis." you adjusted your collar.

you turn your head when you heard your name being said from across the hall, "m/n, come meet my wife!" you nod before jogging to where he, and another male, dressed in a beautiful black sequin dress was.

the man looked absolutely divine, and you couldn't take your eyes off him.

Hold my hand You can hit while they watch, boy

theodore noticed and chuckled, "i see you like my wife, eh?" he nudges you, "have fun chattin'!" he waves goodbye before going back to his large groups of friends.

you stood awkwardly next to the slightly shorter male as you found your arm tattoo of a snake way more interesting than the mansion you were currently in.

the head of the snake starts at the back of your middle finger as the tail runs spirals around it, going upwards and disappearing underneath your dress shirt,

which seonghwa had been staring at the whole time.

Baby, let me lick on your tattoos

seonghwa swirls the wine in his glass, "kim seonghwa isn't a really catchy name, is it?"

you perked up, "it's not?" he smiles gently,

"my real name is park seonghwa, i think that sounds way better."

you thought about it for a few seconds before nodding in agreement, "yeah, i think so too."

he reaches out his hand out as you shook his, "nice to meet you, detective-"

"m/n." you cut him off.

"huh?"

"call me m/n."

seonghwa smirks, "but i don't think we're close enough for first name basis, isn't that right?" he taunted.

you leaned in, towering over the man as he gulped in anticipation, "oh, i think we're way past that."

seonghwa bit his lip when he felt your hot breath on his face, he doesn't let go of your hand and brushes his thumb against your tattoo, sending shivers down your spine.

"now that i think about it, l/n seonghwa is even better than park seonghwa, don't you think so?"

your breath hitched as you choked on the wine you were currently taking a sip of, you coughed loudly as some wine spilled from the corner of your mouth and onto the floor.

seonghwa covers his mouth with his hand, "oh detective, look at the mess you made! are you a child?" he joked.

you blushed a bit in embarrassment as you place the glass down,

"oh would you look at that," seonghwa's finger brushes at the corner of your lips, wiping off the spilled wine.

"you've made a big mess, detective." you watch as seonghwa stares at you seductively, all while sucking the wine off his finger, licking it clean.

you felt your blood starting to run downwards to your little guy as you looked away and coughed.

you pulled out a handkerchief from your breast pocket and took his hand in yours before wiping his finger, all without a word.

seonghwa bit his lip at the gentle gesture, never had a man made me feel like this before, not even theodore.

not letting go of his hand, you glance backwards to see theodore drowned in the many noblewomen that surrounded him, disgusting pig.

turning back to the male, you smirked and intertwined your fingers with his.

That's true that I like PDA, take it to a seedy place

suddenly, you pull seonghwa towards you and he yelps quietly before bumping into your chest. you hold his waist as your hot breath fanned against his ear, making his knees buckle.

"mrs. kim, please don't forget you are a married woman." seonghwa hasn't felt like this since he first met theodore, and that was decades ago. you whistled as you looked the male up and down, "that dress looks exquisite on you, by the way."

seonghwa smiled shyly, "ah, thank you detective. i must say you don't look that bad yourself." you smirk, "i would want my future wife to have that pretty dress." seonghwa runs a hand through his slicked-back hair and tutted, "oh that's unfortunate," your eyebrow lifted as he continued, "because this dress is a custom made by a friend." theodore could be heard from the living area announcing for a group picture.

the two stare for a few seconds as you added, "my point still stands." seonghwa bit his lip at your words, god, i might cum right now... you slowly detangled your fingers from his and walked towards the large group, smiling gently at the women that waved to you.

seonghwa naturally went into the middle as theodore stood at his left and you on seonghwa's right. you became increasingly annoyed at the fact theodore made no move to hold his wife, even swatting seonghwa's hand away when he had tried to hold the other's hand.

you sighed before quietly placing your hand on seonghwa's hip, as to comfort him of the lost attention of his husband. however, seonghwa smirks as he moves your hand lower, all the way to his plush ass.

Who that man with the big strong hands On her ass in the club with the paps?" Baby, that's you

you physically stiffen as you didn't know what to do or how to react. seonghwa only leaned closer to your ear, "you can squeeze if you want, detective. i worked hard for this body."

god, it's getting hot- why's it so hot? was it always this hot in here? god, why am i burning up?

suddenly, seonghwa lets out a quiet moan when he felt your large hand mold at his ass, squeezing his thighs together. "oh goodness, detective..." you leaned down to his ear, "didn't i tell you to call me by my name?" seonghwa yelps when you shove him onto the wooden coffee table. the other guests gasp and back away when you pull up the dress, revealing a pretty lacy thong.

Hope you can handlе the heat,

you smirk when you see the tips of seonghwa's ears turn bright red, "look at you, pretty." you pull the thong as it snaps back into seonghwa's ass, making him moan wantonly. soon, you pull out your hard cock from your pants and push it inside him one go.

seonghwa came on the spot, drool spilling from the corner of his mouth when he felt your cock drag against his walls, the feeling of it piercing through his tummy becoming his newest desire. you paused for a few seconds to let the man adjust before you held onto his waist and slammed your hips forward.

seonghwa's legs trembled as he tried to bite back his moans. you lean forward and held onto his jaw before fucking him roughly, "ah! oh my- eugh! detective...!" you groan into seonghwa's ear, "why the fuck are you hiding your moans? isn't this what you wanted? for me to fuck you in this room full of your friends,"

Get used to my fans lookin' at you

you turn seonghwa's head as you two stare directly into theodore's eyes, "and your lovely husband that will never be able to satisfy you after i do." seonghwa grips onto the corners of the table as precum dripped from his hard cock, which had been rubbing uncomfortably against the table. "yes- ah! f-fuck me in front of all my f- fuck... friends- mm!"

"oh- oh yeah..! r-right there, detective!" seonghwa turned his head and held onto your cheek, "w-who knew you were s...so ugh- big!" seonghwa pulls you in for a kiss as your tongues danced and teeth clashed, not a care in the world. seonghwa felt his orgasm coming up when your hands began pinching at his perking nipples over the dress, tears were coming out of seonghwa's eyes as his eyes rolled back.

he had never felt more pleasured and embarrassed...

is exactly what seonghwa wanted to happen.

I love you, I wanna big chill

you awkwardly pulled your hand away from his ass when the photos were done, quickly excusing yourself as you walked towards a very busy theodore with lots of women surrounding him,

"yes, i have to go back to the office pretty soon. i apologise for leaving so early on..." theodore laughs and pats your back, "ahaha! don't you worry about it, m/n! i know a great detective needs to always be on duty!" you nod and was about to leave until theodore speaks again, "seonghwa! please escort m/n out, i'm busy!"

you watched seonghwa jogs towards the door where you were and opened it for you, "thank you for coming, detective- ah no, m/n." you smile and nod your head towards him as you walked down the steps, "ah, right! your handkerchief!" you turn your heel, "you can keep it. i don't think it will mean much to a noblewoman of your class, though."

Take you 'round the world, they don't have to understand

seonghwa holds the handkerchief tightly against his chest, feeling his heart beat against his ribcage and his cheeks heat up. "you have no idea how much it means to me..." you go back up the steps upon hearing his words and take his hand before kissing the back of it, "until next time, mrs. kim, or should i say mrs. l/n..."

Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand

that day you left seonghwa with a raging boner. you had stole his heart and he promised himself he would see you again, he just had to figure out how. you also grew infatuated with him just after this one meeting and you couldn't stop thinking about seonghwa, he was like a virus invading your mind.

Baby, can you call me back?

you thought you had long forgotten about those feelings of infatuation towards the man. but as you stand in front of the mansion just a year after, you're surprised to feel your heartbeat quicken and cheeks heat up a bit.

I miss you

you take a deep breath as you hold your hand against the door, what will i do when i see you again? what do you look like now? do you still like me too? your eyes widen as you slap yourself across the face suddenly. no, you shouldn't be thinking these types of things. his husband just died and you are on duty now.

you bit your lip, but doesn't that mean you had a chance to make him yours?

It's so lonely in my mansion

shaking your head to rid of those thoughts, you finally knocked on the door and in that moment the door opened, you thought you would've collapsed if not for your hand on the side or the doorframe.

Kissin' and hope they caught us (Ah)

"mrs. kim." seonghwa rubbed his eyes and sniffled softly,

"ah, detective you are right on time." seonghwa walked in as you followed, closing the door behind you.

you took a seat on the dining table as seonghwa poured you a cup of tea, "and also, it's ms. park now, oh theodore..."

Whether they like or not (Not)

you fiddled with the handle of the cup as seonghwa sat opposite of you, "let's begin, shall we?" seonghwa nodded sadly.

I wanna show you off (Off)

"where were you at 3:30pm when theodore was murdered?" seonghwa sniffled, "i was at the market since i left at 3pm."

you bit your lip, "what about the maid and butler?" seonghwa brushed his hair back, and you almost didn't catch what he said next as you watched him, like a hungry predator ready to feast on its prey.

"the butler had a day off yesterday and the maid- um, i don't think i remember..." you nodded and jotted down the things he said,

"i'm sorry detective, i've just been crying the whole night so my memory's a bit foggy..."

I wanna show you off (Off)

you paused your writing on your notepad and glanced at his eyes for a second, "is something on my face, detective?"

you smile gently, "no," yes, lies.

I wanna brag about it (Yeah)

"i'm very sorry for your loss." you watch seonghwa frown, "excuse me for a moment." he disappears into the kitchen.

you sat idly as you take out your walkie-talkie, "wooyoung."

you could hear some crackling sounds from the other line before a muffled voice responded, "m/n! yes, i'm here! is there something you need?" you nodded, "i need you to go over the alibis for mrs. kim's maid and butler. i want it done by the end of the week."

I wanna tie the knot (Knot)

you heard wooyoung tut, "yeesh, dude."

"wooyoung." you said in a warning tone.

you heard wooyoung groan before answering, "fine, i'll have it done by then. wooyoung, out!"

I wanna show you off (Off)

you put the walkie-talkie away and jotted a few more things in your notepad, you look up to the clock.

it's been a few minutes now, what's taking him so long?

"mrs- ms. park?" you got up and went into the kitchen where he had disappeared and you were shocked to see him gulping down an entire bottle of wine.

Hold my hand

to say you were shocked was an understatement as walked quickly towards him, seonghwa doesn't notice your presence until you snatch the bottle away from him.

You can hit while they watch, boy

"eugh- give it...!" seonghwa made grabby-hands as you held the bottle above his head,

Ah, sorry, I was takin' a sip of my root beer

"no." seonghwa didn't know if it was the alcohol or you but he felt his face grow hotter by the second.

'Cause love is pain, but I need this shit (Yeah)

his forehead creases, "why the hell not!?"

you frown and hold onto both of his wrists with one hand and pushed him backwards. seonghwa's back hit the wall as tears started forming in his eyes,

Like Fortnite, I'ma need your skin (Yeah)

"let. go." you pause for a moment, "i won't." you said slowly.

"god, get off me!" is what seonghwa said, but he prayed that you never let him go.

"no, you can't drink your sorrow away, i won't let you."

Boy, you're the one, you're the only man

seonghwa glares, "your job is to find the killer of my dead husband, isn't that right?" you loosened your grip on his wrist for a second,

"stop drinking." he smirks, "make me."

With you, I ain't holding shit back

suddenly, your walkie-talkie beeped, "uh, m/n? we have a problem here..."

you let go of seonghwa's arm, "yes, i'll be there in twenty minutes."

turning back to seonghwa, he gripped onto the sink as his head was dipped downwards so that you couldn't see him face. "i'll be back next week, okay?"

When I need my space, you give that

"okay..." you could hear your heart break with each step you took towards the door. no, go back to him!

but all you did was continue walking.

upon hearing the front door shut, seonghwa swiped the wine bottle away as it hit the ground, smashing into pieces. he watched the red liquid flow out, forming a big puddle. he collapses to the ground and screams out in pain.

They all wanna know how you get to me

how could i let you go again?

why didn't i stop you?

seonghwa smashes his fist against the broken glass shards as tears flowed from his glossy eyes, "why, why, why, why!"

Cause this type of love's the epitome

he watches with blurry eyes as his own blood mixes with the wine, both reds close to each other in colour. "why do you always slip away from my fingers..." he takes out a handkerchief from his pocket, "oh my love, i hope this will all be worth it..."

"it's obviously the maid!"

you wince as your partner, wooyoung, screams into your left ear.

"no it's not!" san, your other partner, screams in your right ear. you only covered your ears as you watched the security footage again.

"you guys need to stop bothering m/n all the time..." yeosang sweatdrops as he watches san and wooyoung fight while you sat between them.

"are you stupid, san?"

san gasped, "what, me?"

"yes, you!"

you rolled your eyes as wooyoung continued, "it's clearly the maid! she said she left at 3pm but never mentioned about coming back to the mansion. like, whatttt?"

that's true, it's kinda suspicious but it can't based off my superstition. witnessing murder can cause changes in memory, behaviour, sleep, and body function, affecting the immune system as well as the heart.

it can also lead to cognitive effects, such as brain fog. so it's no secret that seonghwa and the maid could've forgotten some things as they are the first to find theodore's body.

jongho giggles from the reception, "i still wonder why yunho sandwiched m/n's desk between wooyoung and san."

yeosang nods, "they literally resemble cat and dog."

wooyoung huffs and folds his arms across his chest, "the maid was so damn nervous and she didn't even know what she was telling me when i asked where she was that day. it's as if she's admitting to being the killer!"

san rolls his eyes, "what about the stupid butler? are you gonna believe him about being off-duty just cause he said so?"

wooyoung stomps his feet, "i'm gonna believe him if his alibi is sustainable unlike the maid's!"

san's forehead creases, "why are you so determined to prove that it's the maid?"

wooyoung rolls his eyes, "cause she's acting weird! unless she was like, i don't know, bribed or something i won't believe she's innocent!"

wooyoung continues, "and besides, why would she keep her mouth shut if she was actually being bribed? we can help her and shit, stupid."

san stands up abruptly, "don't call me stupid, stupid!"

"no you're stupid!"

"you look stupid!"

"what did you say!?"

"did you not hear me?"

your brows furrow as you mindlessly replayed the video again, deep in thought.

"why do you keep replaying that part?" mingi, who was walking by, presses his cheek against yours as wooyoung and san immediately shuts up and joins in.

mingi makes an 'o' with his lips, "that's mrs. kim, right?"

san shakes his head, "it's ms. park now apparently."

mingi gasps, "he's the one that died?"

wooyoung hit his head, "it's been circulating all around the precinct, are you dumb?"

Baby, you're literally capping to me right now

you roll your eyes and shush the guys as the video played once again. in the video was a person dressed in full black outfit from head to toe, and they had just walked out of the gate. the person clearly resembles seonghwa, but for some reason you got the thought that that wasn't the case.

as if he read your mind, wooyoung spoke, "it's clearly ms. park! why would it be anyone else?"

his brows creased, "literally look at his clothes! do you think the maid or butler could wear expensive shit like that?"

san nods, "even we can't afford those."

you flick his forehead, "it's not about money, jesus you guys..."

you had to pause for a moment to ask yourself; why do i know it isn't seonghwa? he clearly stated that he left the mansion at 3pm.

Like why are you capping me?

your eyes trail to the bottom of the screen where the time of the video is,

see? 3pm exactly.

you skip the video to a part where part of the face is revealed; the nose.

your eyes widen, "that's not seonghwa." you stated simply.

mingi scratched his head, "what... how can you tell?"

wooyoung snorted, "how are you a lieutenant?"

san giggled in agreement, "i think he cheated in the exam..."

"yah!" the two ran away as mingi chased them.

you whisper to yourself as you point at the nose with your pen, "see? seonghwa's nose is long and slender... but this one, it's... how should i put it?"

you bit the pen, "it's just not him."

You just cap so hard, it's— I don't know what to do

"the ink is gonna spill in your mouth if you bite any harder."

you blink back and look up to yeosang who was filling a small paper cup with coffee, "you want one?"

you sighed and nodded, "yes, thank you yeo."

Kissin' and hope they caught us (Ah)

he places the cup on your desk and smiles, "anytime."

you sip the hot coffee,

why would seonghwa lie to me? did he...

your eyes widen, "no!" you slam the cup onto the desk, scaring half of the people in the precinct as the hot coffee splashed onto your hand,

Whether they like or not (Not)

"ah!" you yelped in pain as you fell backwards.

jongho jumped out of his seat and rushed to your side, "jesus m/n! what's up with you today?"

you hold your burning hand as you whine in pain, "i also wanna know..."

jongho is clearly confused but he brushes if off and sighs, "don't work too hard. you know what happens when you do like most of the time, right?"

I wanna show you off (Off)

yeah, i need to chill out.

as the next day rolled by, you sat idly at your desk the entire time. pen in your mouth as you bit at the rear, forehead creasing as you mentally pieced the evidences and alibis together. you sighed and leaned back into your chair,

god, this is too complicated.

"biting your pen again, i see?" you throw your head backwards to see yeosang carrying a stack of documents.

you whistled, "where you going with all that stuff?"

I wanna show you off (Off)

yeosang sighed, "yunho said he needed me to get these all sent to hq." you hummed as he looked past you to the many pieces of notes and files scattered on your desk, "still working on kim?"

you look back and sighed, "yeah, i don't know why it gets more complicated as i dig further."

"give me a second." yeosang retreats to his own desk and places down the documents before returning and picking up the files of seonghwa and the maid, "i see why it's hard for you m/n."

you perk up, "what, why is that?"

you move to the side as yeosang drags his own chair over and sits down after placing the files down. he points at the pictures,

I wanna brag about it (Yeah)

"i mean, look at their faces."

you follow his finger, "they look practically like twins to me. if you looked at them from any other angle than the front, you'll surely never tell them apart." your eyes widen, "wait, that's right!"

you quickly click on the security footage of gates again, "i've only ever been able to tell the two apart is because seonghwa always wears nice and luxurious clothes, whereas the maid is the complete opposite."

I wanna tie the knot (Knot)

you turn to see yeosang's smug grin and bounced off your seat, "i have to go." quickly grabbing your coat before jogging to the lift hearing yeosang's diminishing 'you're welcome's. you cursed silently as the lift never came, deciding to run down a few flights of stairs.

of course, why haven't i noticed?

I wanna show you off (Off)

huffing, a few beads of sweat forms at your forehead as you reach the ground floor and quickly run into your car. starting it, you drove off. with one hand, you took out your phone and dialled a number.

seonghwa hummed a soft tune as he was doing some knitting in the living room. suddenly, the phone rang and he placed his tools onto the soft couch and jogged to pick up the phone at the desk,

I wanna show you off (Off)

"this is ms. park seonghwa of-" "seonghwa!"

he felt a blush creep towards his face upon hearing the tired and breathless voice of the detective.

I wanna show you

"ah, detective! is something the matter? why are you calling me at," he glanced at the clock on the wall, "almost seven thirty in the evening?" he leaned onto the desk as he twirled the wire between his finger,

Hold my hand

the all too familiar feeling of butterflies in his stomach upon hearing your soothing voice call his name. "apologies, seonghwa. i'm actually on my way to your residence as of now-"

"what, now!?" seonghwa coughed,

You can hit while they watch, boy

"s-sorry, i was just surprised. may i ask why?"

"i just need to confirm a few things regarding the murder case since i'm near to completing it." seonghwa bit his lip, "how far are you?"

So, 9:30? I'll see you there

"ten minutes away, i'll be there shortly." seonghwa looked down at his current attire,

you couldn't see him like this. no way.

No, you hang up, you hang up

"i see. take your time detective, i'll be waiting..." placing the phone down softly, seonghwa rushed upstairs into his bedroom and almost demolished his closet finding the perfect outfit for the occasion.

"is something the matter, ma'am?" seonghwa popped his head out of the closet to see his maid, standing at the doorway.

Somethin' different about you

"ah! right, i totally forgot." the maid watched in confusion as seonghwa dug through his drawers and pulled out an envelope.

"here, this is for the extra work you did for me. thank you, by the way." the maid smiles and takes the envelope with both hands, bowing slightly. "no, i should thank you for providing me such a nice residence."

seonghwa smiles, "the detective will be here shortly, you should leave before anything happens." the maid nods, "take care of yourself, ma'am." "you know i will."

the maid bows once more before jogging to her room and begins packing her things.

Love it when he hit and smack too

finally, seonghwa picks the perfect dress and smirks at the thought of his own image in the dress, but his confident smile drops upon seeing his figure in the mirror.

seonghwa noticed his tummy poking from the skin-tight dress. he gulped and turned to his side, the lump being fairly noticeable. he swore he could still hear theodore's nagging at the back of his heda.

look at yourself, do you think you look good?

nobody would want to have sex with somebody of your shape.

what happened to you? you used to look good.

i suppose you've gotten too comfortable since i had money, huh?

seonghwa blinked back tears as the doorbell rang through the mansion. he sniffled as he reassured himself,

there's no theodore anymore.

he's not here to belittle you.

it's your world now, whatever you want.

i shouldn't be nervous.

Baby, let me lick on your tattoos

he looked at his reflection in the mirror again, this time his eyes dark and lidded, my dear detective is the one that should be nervous.

upon hearing the bell ring again, he rushed downstairs. waving goodbye to the maid who was leaving through the backdoor, seonghwa brushed his dress and took a deep breath before opening the door. the sight of your crumpled dress shirt and messy hair made his knees weak.

"please, come in detective." you nodded before walking inside. "should we have a drink before we start?"

you perked up, "a drink? is it a special occasion?"

seonghwa giggled, "yes, we are about to crack the case! it most definitely is a special occasion." you smiled gently as you sat at the couch, "how about we go upstairs?"

That's true that I like PDA, take it to a seedy place

you felt your throat go dry as you swallowed, "up...stairs?" seonghwa leaned down as he toyed with the collar of your shirt, eyes never leaving yours.

"yes, it's more comfortable," you shivered upon feeling his cold fingers brush against your neck, "and i can feel all the tiredness emitting from you. i must say you work diligently, detective."

you could feel seonghwa's hot breath fanning your face, "y-yeah, that's why they call me the best." seonghwa smirked as he pulled away and slowly walked towards the stairs with you following.

Suck a little dick in the bathroom

upon reaching the bedroom, you're surprised when you saw a filled wine glass with another empty one at its side. "ah! please don't mind that detective, i've been drinking recently."

you slowly nod, "right." seonghwa sits at the side of his bed before patting the spot next to him, "let's sit here."

Front-seat chillin' with the window down

you were surprised to say the least. you'd always fantasize about this, but now that it were actuall happening to you, you felt yourself almost shy away at the offer.

wait, no. stay focused, m/n. this is not the time for all those dirty thought.

you nodded before taking a seat next to seonghwa, bed dipping at the weight of both of you.

I be ten toеs down on the dash, gettin' fast food

seonghwa turned to the bedside table where a bottle of wine and an empty glass stood, "let me pour you a drink, detective. it's been so lonely in this mansion since the tragic untimely passing of my dear theodore."

Hope you can handlе the heat,

you hummed as you watched the dark red liquid fall into the glass smoothly.

seonghwa passed you the glass as he stood up to get his own, "so, how is the investigation going?" you shrug, "we all think it's the maid."

seonghwa blinks in surprise, "the maid?"

put your name in the streets

"yeah, i mean she's the only one whose alibi is incomplete and she was acting so weird during the interrogation." you take a large gulp as he sighed.

your brows furrowed at the bitter taste on your tongue, isn't sauternes supposed to be sweet?

Get used to my fans lookin' at you

seonghwa smiles apologetically, "oh detective, i thought you were smarter than that."

"wha-" suddenly your head began to spin as your grip on the glass loosened. "detective?" you look over to seonghwa as your vision blurred, "uh-"

Fuck what they heard,

then, you fell backwards onto the mattress, red wine spilling all over your white blouse. "goodness!"

you groan as you tried to move, however proving to be futile as your limbs stayed dead still on the bed.

I don't fuck with them birds

"what's... what's hap-" your eyes widen as you look towards seonghwa, who you could see is smirking slightly.

"the wine,"

you breathed, "you drugged it." he giggled and turned towards you,

I'm a mean kitty,

"i knew you were clever detective." you eyes darted around his face in confusion, "but how? you had wine too-"

seonghwa smiles upon your realisation, "you... had your drink prepared." you groaned and stared up at the ceiling,

don't get stabbed with the rat tooth

"damn it! how did i miss that?" seonghwa stroked your arm as you shivered,

"it's absolutely alright, detective. not everyone can catch every single detail, not even you." you look into his eyes, expression unchanging.

Boys be mad that I don't fuck incels

"you think i don't know it's you, right?"

seonghwa perked up, "you know?"

Girls hate too, gun to their pigtail

you smirked, "of course i know. only the best detective in the city can figure that out." seonghwa bit his lip as he straddles you,

"you got some wine on you detective." ignoring you, he plucks a tissue from the box on the bedside table, "here, let me get it for you..."

I love you, I wanna big chill

you were surprised when he leaned down and licked a swipe from your collar to your jawline, making you groaned suddenly.

"god, you taste divine..." he went down once again and sucked at your adam's apple, licking and sucking as if it were his last meal.

Boy, don't trip, I'll split a big bill

you bit back moans as you gripped the sheets beneath you. he leaned higher into your ear and whispered,

Take you 'round the world,

"so what if i killed him? even for a smart man such as yourself, you won't be able to get physical evidence anyways."

they don't have to understand

pulling away, seonghwa's grin didn't falter even under your lustful gaze. "you knew theodore's lazy and never bothered to fix the old security cameras, that's why it only captures one-fourth of the full picture."

Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand

seonghwa bit his lip excitedly as your smirk grew, "you used that as an advantage and dressed the maid in your clothes knowing people would mistake her for you as you two are similar in appearances."

seonghwa hummed as he began unbuttoning your blouse slowly, eyes never leaving yours. "you stayed back while she left at 3pm and killed theodore.

Baby, can you call me back?

afterwards, you left through the back and the person that came back at 4pm was indeed you. you purposely left out bits in her alibi so we'd blame her and forget about how you could've been a suspect too."

seonghwa clapped as you finished your speech, "100%, brilliant!" he clasped his hands together as he stares lovingly, "oh detective, do you even know why i killed theodore?"

I miss you

you shrugged, "probably cause he's a bad husband and doesn't give you love?" he hummed, "partly, but not exactly."

as he finishes unbuttoning the last button of your blouse, you shivered at the cold air hitting your chest as he admired your abdomen. it looks exactly like how i had imagined it.

It's so lonely in my mansion

"i did it because of you."

you blinked in surprise, "...me?"

seonghwa brushed a few strands of loose hair back, "yes, you! because i love you. ever since that day we met, i've never been able to stop thinking abut you."

Kissin' and hope they caught us (Ah)

seonghwa smiled apologetically, "i missed you so dearly that i found out it was the only way to see you again. plus i'd have gotten rid of the obstacle that separated us."

you tilt your head slightly, "but how are you sure i feel the same way?"

Whether they like or not (Not)

seonghwa chuckled, "i can tell since the drug had worn off a few minutes ago, yet you didn't move." your eyes widen as he teased,

I wanna show you off (Off)

"i wonder why?" you gulp as you feel seonghwa place his hands on top of yours before guiding them to his hips.

seonghwa slowly grinds into you as you let out a shaky breath. "what do you think your doing?" he bites his lip upon feeling your erection pressing against his own.

I wanna show you off (Off)

"i'm doing what we've both wanted for so, so long." he leans down and captures your lips in a heated kiss, one that is slow and sensual; what the both had longed for.

I wanna show you

you prodded yourself up with your elbows as your blouse slid off your shoulders, seonghwa felt heat rise to his cheeks when your grip on his hips tightened possessively. he pulled away breathing heavily,

"oh love, you have no idea how much i needed that."

Hold my hand

you stare into his eyes, taking everything in and not even blinking once. seonghwa squirms in his position on your lap as you let your hands slid up his dress, lifting the fabric higher.

you broke eye contact to look him up and down, breath getting heavier by the second. you saw in the corner of your eyes when seonghwa swallowed dryly.

you cooed and softly rubbed his thighs, "what's wrong, sweets?"

seonghwa avoided your worried gaze as he looks down at his hands, "i know the dress doesn't fit me like it used to..."

he tried sucking his stomach in, but the rolls only became more prominent, seonghwa bit his lip in embarrassment.

You can hit while they watch, boy

seonghwa had forgotten about himself as he was so focused on you, that's one of the reasons he liked you so much. you made him forget all about his flaws and imperfections.

your eyes widen at this newfound behaviour in seonghwa. never in your life had you imagined seonghwa to be so, so... insecure. in your eyes, he was this confident man with a rich husband and everything he ever wanted. however, it made you fall deeper in love with him. you adored that he was willing to show this new side to you.

you cupped his cheeks and tilted his head upwards to look at you, "hey... i think you look absolutely stunning today,"

Ah, sorry, I was takin' a sip of my root beer

you whispered before pressing your foreheads together as you sighed deeply, "you have no idea how badly i wanted to see you in that dress again..."

"really...?" seonghwa said, in uncertainty from his tone.

'Cause love is pain,

you didn't reply, only pulling him impossibly closer to you as you captured his lips again. seonghwa whined in response,

softly yanking at the hairs on your nape as your other hand went higher and higher into his dress.

but I need this shit (Yeah)

you could tell he was getting flustered from how hot his skin was getting. you let your tongues wander and fuse as you felt a string wrap around his hip, you smirked into the kiss and pulled away suddenly, leaving seonghwa panting and wanting for more.

We fuck too good when the bean kicks in

"wearing a thong? gosh, ms. park. and here i thought you were a woman of great dignity." seonghwa moaned quietly as you snapped the string of the thong, hitting against his skin.

Like Fortnite, I'ma need your skin (Yeah)

seonghwa grinds further, "how can i keep my legs closed when the man of my dreams is right here? of course i need to impress."

you felt your breath caught in your throat when seonghwa lifted his dress, revealing the white lacy thong that covered right over the mound of his erection,

Don't give a fuck where the penis been (Uh)

a wet splotch in the middle as his cock twitched. seonghwa watched as your eyes became more lidded, trailing up his body as if he were your feast.

you bit your lip upon seeing the small pudge of fat that spilled over the thong, "wow," you muttered breathlessly.

Boy, you're the one,

your mind went blank as you dipped your head down and nuzzled against the warm fat, squishing the meat at his hips.

seonghwa shrieks in horror as he tangled his fingers in your hair, a futile attempt to pull a man twice his size off of him.

you're the only man

"s-stop! get off me," seonghwa cried as his face flushed red, never had theodore done such things to him. it made butterflies flutter in the pit of his stomach.

Me and you on my OnlyFans

you pressed a few wet kisses against the plush flesh of his belly as seonghwa softly laid onto the bed. you pulled away and grinned at the man below you,

Holy cow,

"so pretty..." you kissed his inner thigh as seonghwa whined.

you're the Holy Trin'

"i want you now... please," seonghwa laid his arms next to his head, silently begging you to take his clothes off.

Hold me down when a hole need dick

you smirked, "yes, your highness."

seonghwa inhaled sharply as your slender fingers softly slid against his skin, moving upwards painfully slow as the fabric followed.

Be my security, it's your therapy

seonghwa whined, "come on, hurry!"

you only halted your movements and cooed at the male, "i don't want this pretty dress to tear, though." you teased. seonghwa thrashed in your hold as tears formed in the corners of his eyes,

With you, I ain't holding shit back

"please! we can get a new one-" you cut him off with a wet kiss as he tangled his hands in your hair once again. you groan into the kiss when his fingers yank at your scalp a little.

When I need my space, you give that

"but you said it's a custom made, remember?" you whispered against his lips. the littlest details you remembered about seonghwa made his stomach churn, unlike that damned theodore.

When he broke my heart, you fixed that

seonghwa stares at the string of saliva connected at yours and his bottom lip before looking back up at you, blushing as he realised you'd been staring at him the entire time.

With a long walk on the beach

"you still remembered?" he whispered softly.

you smirk as you brush his hair back, leaving butterfly kisses on the shell of his earlobes, making him shiver. "of course i remember,"

you gently knead his waist, "how can i forget?"

Love it when they honk-honk on the street (Beep)

you let your lips hover against his, but made no move to connect them together. you could hear seonghwa's uneven breath, making you chuckle softly.

"i remember everything," you kiss up his neck, "and i mean everything, about you."

When they see us zoom by in the Jeep (Yeah)

seonghwa whines before pulling your neck towards him suddenly. he pouts, "if you don't take off this damn dress now, i won't let you fuck me." you smirk and card your fingers through his slick-back hair,

We a whole damn joint, we a energy

"don't be so impatient, princess." seonghwa glares warningly as you chuckle softly, "alright, alright. i hope you're ready for what's next."

seonghwa couldn't even process anything as the dress was slipped off his body in one fast move, he shivered as the cold air hit his body.

Baby, we could just ride on our enemies

pushing him back onto the bed, you let your finger hover over his hole as seonghwa's cock twitched in his thong, calling for you. you leaned into his ear, "are you ready?"

They all wanna know how you get to me

seonghwa whined and pouted, "can't you just put it in now? i can't wait any longer for you, my love..." you couldn't resist his glossy puppy eyes and gave in, sighing.

however, seonghwa regretted his decision immediately upon seeing your huge cock spring out of your pants, hard with precum leaking at the tip. he shivered, "uh- i think i want to prepare first..."

Let 'em feel how they feel and be Philistines

you hold his chin with your thumb and index finger and tilt his head up, "backing down now? hm, i don't think so." letting go of your chin, you lined yourself up before gripping his hips roughly.

"ah- no! it-it'll rip...!" tears formed at the corner of seonghwa's eyes as you pushed in quickly, stretching him out in one go. seonghwa moaned whorishly when your tip hit his prostate with the first thrust, proving how big you really are.

'Cause this type of love's the epitome, said

seonghwa gripped the sheets beneath him as he arched his back, "ah! oh-oh my god... it- nghh- it's too much, m/n..."

Baby, you're literally capping to me right now

there was an animalistic glint in your eyes upon hearing your name roll out of his mouth, "say it again," you said simply.

"h-huh?" it was hard for seonghwa to focus on your words when your huge cock was damn near to poking through his stomach, the full feeling in his stomach made him dizzy.

Like why are you capping me?

"say my name again." you growled into his ear, seonghwa felt himself physically and mentally melt. you groaned lowly upon the warm feeling of seonghwa clenching onto you.

"m-m/n, fuck me!" he cried.

You just cap so hard, it's— I don't know what to do

you moaned when you heard your name again. your grip on his hips was so hard, seonghwa swore it'd bruise. suddenly, you pulled out and thrust back in quickly.

Kissin' and hope they caught us (Ah)

seonghwa screamed as he yanked at your hair, making you groan. his toes curled and thighs trembled, "oh! ngh, yeah- right there!"

Whether they like or not (Not)

seonghwa shivered when you buried your face into his neck, hot breath tickling his neck.

I wanna show you off (Off)

seonghwa loved this. he smirked at the knowledge that none of his friends that fantasised about you would ever have you like he did, they would pay millions and even consider leaving their own husbands to be beneath you.

I wanna show you off (Off)

but here seonghwa was, making love to the very same man most of his female friends hoped to have. the thought alone made him feel all giddy, how you chose him over any of those women.

I wanna brag about it (Yeah)

seonghwa was suddenly brought back to reality when you sucked at him neck, making him squirm. "mm,,, n-not there, ah!" seonghwa felt you smirk into his neck as he continued his harsh thrusts.

I wanna tie the knot (Knot)

tears rolled down seonghwa's cheek as he came untouched with you following soon after. you panted heavily as you looked down to admire your artwork, "i wish i could frame this exact moment, love."

seonghwa smirked, "that's not possible, but i hope you engrave this into your mind." you stroke his cheek, "you know i will."

I wanna show you off (Off)

you pulled out and watched your hot cum drip from his hole and onto the sheets, dampening it. you bit your lip as your cock became hard again just at the thought of breeding your beloved.

seonghwa gasped as you rubbed your erection against his entrance again, "w-what! again?" you nodded shamelessly and only nuzzled into his stomach, "but we just did it-"

seonghwa was cut off when you pushed yourself in again. he whimpered, still not getting used to your size. this time, seonghwa clung onto your back as you thrusted upwards. even though your thrusts were slow, each thrust hit against his prostate, making seonghwa's eyes roll back.

I wanna show you off (Off)

he cried as you sucked more hickies on his neck, his nails leaving angry red lines down your back as you only shivered. "ah... i'm gonna fill you up,"

seonghwa's eyes widen as he stares into your lust-filled ones, "i'm gonna make you carry my babies..." seonghwa moaned at the thought, overstimulated cock leaking obscene amounts of precum.

"that way, you'll be mine forever." seonghwa's vision began blurring as he muttered your name over and over, not even comprehending his or your words.

I wanna show you (Off)

"forever, forever, forever..." you mumbled again and again with each harsh thrust you sent. seonghwa whimpered as he closed his eyes, sounds of skin clapping and bed creaking filled the room.

anyone who passed by the room would know what was going on inside instantly, that's how loud and unholy the sounds were. but it turned seonghwa on to no end.

you smirked, "pretty baby..."

Yeah, yeah

leaning down, you suckle on seonghwa's nipple suddenly, making his body jolt. "h-hey! ah- not there, d- ngh! don't..." seonghwa's back arched as you bit down onto his chest, the pleasure of your thrusts and the pain of your teeth clashing together.

I wanna show you off (Off)

pulling away, you smile at your teeth mark you left around his nipple. you tutted, "i can't leave the other one unattended, right?"

I wanna show you off (Off)

seonghwa gulped as you attached yourself to his other nipple, pulling it with your teeth. seonghwa cried and whimpered as he sunk his head back onto the soft pillow below his head, hands gripping your arms as he twitched and trembled.

I wanna show you (Yeah)

seonghwa felt your cock twitch and thrusts grow sloppy as you slowly reached your orgasm, him following.

a few more thrusts was all it took before you released your second load into seonghwa. he responded by moaning and arching his back, mesmerised by the warm feeling invading his stomach as he came in long, white ropes.

Yeah, yeah

you thrust a few more times as you came down from your high before pulling out. seonghwa whimpered at the sudden empty feeling, feeling your cum slowly flow out of his hole.

I wanna show you off (Off)

you collapse next to seonghwa, wrapping him in the thick blanket before spooning the male. "do you wanna clean up?" you ask.

seonghwa shook his head and nuzzled into your neck, "stay for the night, please." you grinned and kissed the top of his head, "what kind of person would i be if i left?"

I wanna show you off (Off)

you two laid in silence for a few minutes before you spoke up, "marry me." seonghwa's eyes widen as he sat up immediately, hair a mess as his cheeks flush red.

"a-are you serious?" you chuckled and cupped his cheeks, "yes, i am." seonghwa bit his lip worriedly, "b-but what about theodore, what do i do? what do you do? what-"

I wanna show you

you cut off his rambling by kissing him lovingly. the kiss filled with nothing but pure love and yearning for the other, "i'll take care of it, so don't worry your pretty little head about it."

you intertwine your hands with seonghwa's when he sniffled, pressing your foreheads together.

Hold my hand

"i love you, park seonghwa." he nodded as his bottom lip trembled,

"or should i say, l/n seonghwa?"

You can hit while they watch, boy

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my kind of woman…

synopsis. you see a different side of gojo no one else has seen before

characters/pairings. highschool satoru gojo x highschool fem! reader

genre. fluffy fluff, angst

tw. none

a/n. this was actually supposed to be a whole diff concept but i accidentally shifted the story entirely 🧍🏻‍♀️/ inspired by mac demarco’s “my kind of woman” <33

satoru gojo.

who is satoru gojo? well it’s simple. gojo is your classmate at jujutsu tech. he is the strongest sorcerer in jujutsu history, baring the six eyes and limitless technique.

he is known as the mortal god amongst the jujutsu world. a man who is capable of wiping out the entire country, world even.

of course you knew that, it’s an obvious answer. but for some reason, there’s a feeling about him that’s lingered in the back of your mind.

you’ve been at jujutsu tech for awhile now. a second year along gojo, geto and shoko. you’ve gotten along with all of them surprisingly smooth. it shocked them how fast you adapted to gojos annoying quirky personality. he’s not the first rodeo you’ve dealt with.

but as time passed and you spend more and more time around gojo, you’ve noticed something about him.

currently, you and gojo had went out for some kikufuku after your mission. geto and shoko declined, saying they were exhausted. but you accepted cause…why not???

there wasn’t a clear answer but because of the people similar to gojos outgoing personality in your past, you immediately felt drawn to him. a nostalgic magnetic feeling that’s oddly comfortable??

if you said that out loud, everyone would definitely look at you like some kind of deformed curse.

after you both got your kikufuku, gojo suggested going back to the school.

you both arrived and he just plopped himself down the steps in front of the building that is the entrance for the dorms.

you crouched down next to him and plopped down as well — not as rough as him in an attempt to not ruin your uniform.

it was an odd moment of silence. he wasn’t speaking at all. the sounds of the night filling your ears instead of whatever annoying ramble he’d normally be going on about.

you don’t question it and continue to snack on your kikufuku. after a few minutes you get worried and turn to glance at him.

he wasn’t eating his kikufuku. he was just staring up at the star-littered sky with his forearms on his knees.

you try to take a better glance at him. but when you do, it’s nothing you would’ve expected.

his bright blue eyes are empty and vacant, with little to no emotion at all. suddenly a wave of sadness travels through your body.

he looks so…sad

satoru gojo…sad???

the worlds strongest sorcerer, sad??

you are hit with a hard realization. like you’ve seen his person for the first time. you turn to look at the ground and think about it more.

no, not satoru gojo.

you see satoru.

satoru. a boy, who is a human just as you are. an awkward teenage boy who is pervert like all teenage boys, who laughs, who has interests and tastes, who has thoughts. a human being, equal as you are.

the realization sets in and you feel like you’ve been introduced to a whole new world.

that realization shifts into sadness. you feel sadness for this poor boy who society has deemed into a god with no feelings to control. this poor boy didn’t ask for these powers.

you feel a stare on you as your mind in drowned in thoughts. then you feel a small poke on your shoulder.

you turn to see gojo staring at you with his eyebrows furrowed and a confused expression. you slowly bring your hand to touch his, testing if he has his infinity off.

“hm…y/n?” he questions. his calm expression soon turns into shock.

you turn your body to him entirely, sitting on your knees. you wrap your arms around his shoulders and hug him as tightly and lovingly as you can.

you nuzzle your cheek in his soft messy hair and whisper, “I’m sorry…”

you felt his body shiver and tense as soon as you said that. he gulps, loud enough for you to hear it.

he slowly and hesitantly wraps his arms around your waist. hands on your hips, slowly traveling and resting on the middle of your back.

he feels so warm in contrast to the chilly night air. you can feel him squeezing you a little tighter. he leans his head against yours before gently letting you go. you let go and rest your palms on your knees.

“uh so…what was that for huh?” he says in a gentle voice you’ve never heard before.

“…mm…just felt like it,” you answer with a smile while shifting your legs back to the ground.

he huffs out a sarcastic giggle.

“you weirdo…”

you smile as well, unaware of the blushy thoughts flying across his mind.

little did you know. that moment marked the day he would start to fall completely and utterly in love with you.