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soapyakships · 1 year
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some speculation of what niigo kaito could be hmmm..
which kaito do YOU want?
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Cussing out anyone and everyone is fun until you get lasso'd out of bed to do it on behalf of your casual space cowboy co-worker who for some reason knows where you live
Boothill x f!reader
A/n: soort of part 2 to my previous work but can be read seperately‼️
"For the last time — let me go before I literally unscrew your dick off."
"Psh, as if ya got the balls for that lil' missy."
You don't even have to look at Boothill to know he was immensely enjoying himself right now — hell you couldn't even if you wanted to since you were currently getting dragged through the ice cold floors of wherever the hell you were, with a fucking lasso firmly binding your legs and arms.
"It's like 5 a.m. in the morning, what the hell could you even want at this god forsaken hour?!" You righteously grumble, but alas, you were met with nothing more than silence probably because you've asked similar questions before. Yes. This has happened before. Many times before.
For Boothill, tracking down enemies and pinning them down was great. Not being able to curse them out and instead calling them a 'cutie' and blessing their soul? Not so great. But that's where you come in! His lovely fellow galaxy ranger who's been with him long enough to know what he wants to say, and is far too weak(compared to this baby shark looking freak of a cyborg) to refute him. Physically that is — you always make sure that you complain his ear off to at least ensure some sort of mental damage.
"Hey! If you're going to take me somewhere could you at least not drag me all the way there? Ugh these floors are so cold I feel like I'm gonna get hypothermia. If I do and I sue you, don't you have to pay me compensation for that? I'm expecting at least a million credits or so cause I don't think Lan provides health insurance for the galaxy rangers—"
Your pitiable monologue was abrubtly cut short by Boothill firmly gripping the rope which binded you and roughly jerking it upwards so that your body would fall limp directly on his shoulder like a giant worm, your head just centimeters away from his.
Of course to which you responded with automatic aggressive squirming and wiggling only making you look more and more like a worm. But honestly who could blame you? I mean, who just DOES THAT and expects the other party to be calmly subdued?!
"Oh sugar honey iced tea, could ya quit strugglin' for just one moment—" A large, metalic hand was promptly placed around your waist and no amount of wiggling could even get it to so much as budge. "Now that y'r off the darn floor ain'it 'bout time ya shut yer trap? Heh... we're almost there."
Now that you were head to head with Boothill, although not in the most favorable position, you could see his face now — his face with probably the most shit eating grin you have ever seen on it. His sharp teeth making themselves apparent, and unwavering eyes focused on just whatever lied ahead.
And then his feet stood still.
"THERE," he shouted unrestraintedly like a madman, while pointing his free hand at... a random lady in purple?
Without warning, Boothill launched himself forward stopping only inches away from the woman who looked just as confused as you.
"Now, go tell 'er that she's a wonderful ray of sunshine that deserves absoloutely nothin' but the best. Oh Acheron, bless your soul ya lovely imposter, be prepared to go on a playdate and have some teatime with me soon! Until then, you should keep yourself safe."
The sheer passion that Boothill had in his tone made it clear that he had a message to get across. Though you don't think the other woman, or supposedly Acheron, understood a word he said. You exasperatedly sigh, you felt just as bad for this lady as you did for you yourself.
"Well?! What'cha waitin' for," the arm around you tightened just enough for a squeak to involuntarily come out of you and you knew you weren't getting out of this.
You mentally apologise for this poor lady before translating his thoughts into words, "Er... what he means to say is uhm, 'you're a disgusting piece of shit who deserves to die seven times over by my hand. Oh Acheron, you absoloute dumbass fucking imposter, be prepared to meet me and face me off in a showdown soon, but you might as well just kill yourself before that."
"...," Acheron's face remained unchanging and blank throughout the whole spiel, Boothill's however, was characteristicly smug and maniacal.
To others, the three of you looked as if you were frozen in time for at least a minute or so, until Acheron simply tilted her head and monotonously responded,
"Sorry, who are you?"
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ragnviindrz · 11 months
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I like your writing so much. Can I request a yandere!Kaveh x f!reader but its somnophilia and when reader wakes up he doesn't stop and keep non-conning her? Sorry if its sounds hard to understand, English isn't my first language.
I understand if you're uncomfy to write!
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did you sleep well? // kaveh x f! reader
info: ever since you moved in with your cousin alhaitham, kaveh's had his eyes on you... but you seem to be oblivious to his advances and he takes you whilst youre a sleep instead.
this content includes: NONCON, somnophilia (unconscious people dont want tea), unprotected sex, piv, creampie, dacryphilia, spanking ig, p*rn without plot, drugging, panty stealing, hes cooch drunk, overstim (both parties), multiple orgasms
note: ive been CRAVING for kaveh stuff now, ever since ive started trying to build him and baizhu. tumblr stop flagging my posts pls :(
tysm for requesting, im glad you like my writing and ur english is perfect dont worry! <3
two more works coming in soon, sorry for inactivity as i'm so busy.
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Ever since you moved in with Alhaitham, being introduced as his cousin (with Kaveh being surprised because how can you be related to him?!?), he's always had his eyes on you.
He cannot help but jerk his dick whilst imagining it was your hand. You were just so pretty. He's even stolen some of your panties from the wash, using it to jerk his cock off and having to shove it deep in the bag to stop anyone from seeing the thick gooey liquid on it. Hell, he's even taken on the laundry much to Alhaitham's surprise.
Today, he insisted on making dinner - which the scribe wasn't too bothered on, as he just nodded and went back to his own thing.
Little did the two of you know, Kaveh had slipped something in your food - a drug that'll help you fall asleep so he can do whatever he wants.
That's how he's in this position right now, his face buried between your legs as he flicked his tongue on your clit. You were wet, and let out tired moans and whimpers. You've already came twice, but he hasn't stopped yet.
Unconsciously, your hips bucked to meet his face - more reason why he thinks you're enjoying it. His trousers were tight, his erection wanting to be free. God, he was so hard already. Letting out groans of satisfaction as he dived in your wet slit, he unzipped his pants finally allowing his hard cock be free.
He wrapped his hands around it, jerking it slowly as he ate you out. For the third time, you squirted all over his face. He thought the sight was absolutely stunning, his mouth and face dripping with your juices as he came on your sheets. He'd have to clean that up later.
Kaveh wiped his mouth, and kissed you deeply, shoving his tongue in your mouth as he aimed his erect cock against your wet folds and slid in. He let out groans in the kiss, as he came once again - this time deep inside your pussy.
This doesn't stop him, of course - as he slowly thrust in and out of your wet folds. It was easy, since he had prepped you before.
He pulled away from the passionate kiss, a string of saliva connecting the two of you before it snapped. His thrusts got faster, as you start to stir - though he hasn't noticed yet.
Slowly, you opened your eyes - feeling filled up and extremely sore. Your pussy unexpectedly clenched around his cock, squirting once again. Looking up, you saw your cousin's roomate - seemingly deranged and absoloutely out of it.
"Kaveh.. What are y— Ah!~" Your sentence was abruptly stopped as he thrust inside, hitting a sweet spot.
"Shh... F*ck. That dose wasn't enough to knock you out. Whatever. This is better when you're awake anyways." He grabbed onto your arm, holding it against the bed as he practically pounded into you like a madman.
"Kaveh.. Stop~!" You groaned out when he hit that sweet spot inside you. He seemed to take notice of it, and continued his never ending pouding. Some of his cum, from the previous load has been bulldozed out of your tight pussy.
"You feel so good.. I can't... Please cum with me.." He whispers in your ears, placing a wet kiss on your cheek. He kept hitting that spot, making your eyes roll back. His thrusts, although sloppier - still made you feel good. He removed one of his hand from holding your arm, and started to rub your clit in a circle.
Clenching around his cock even more, making him almost unable to pull out as he let out gasps. He watches your tears, biting his lips and his thrust got even more sloppier.
After three more consecutive pounding, you two came together. Clenching hard against his hard dick, he finished inside you again. He teared up from the overstimulation, but he kept himself buried inside your wet pussy.
He hoped that his seed would take...
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cloudyzeusy · 4 months
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I Hate Silence ||
pairings: jay jo X owen knight
genre: smut
warnings: A/B/O, knot
Jay Jo was a silent character so nonchalant so it was a surprise he gets as much fans as he does. Especially when his boyfriend Owen was the exact opposite outgoing, bossy and a absoloute flirt.
That silence pissed his boyfriend off to no end. It was cute in their day to day but during sex was too annoying.
Jay always seemed to muffle his moans as if he was ashamed of people hearing him.
Owen for the sake of his Alpha's pride had to put a stop to it. He had never encountered an omega who wasn't vocal during sex but then again Jay isn't a normal omega.
"C'mon Jay follow me." Owen said gesturing to his black sleek car as they stood outside of the gates of their school.
"I can cycle I brought my bike after all." He replied.
"Omega." Owen stated raising his eyebrow daring Jay to complain and he didn't well more like he couldn't. So without much verbal fuss, except a few mumbles of words he wouldn't be brave enough to say to Owen's face, he got in.
"Here." Owen gave jay his favourite wasabi flavoured treat trying to appease him. He pouted but took it he wasn't a fan of being omega'd on at all well maybe during sex but he would die before he confessed that. "We're going to my apartment, okay?"
"Fine." Jay muttered not like he had an actual place at home with his mom.
“Come on lets go.” Owen grinned as they reached the apartment.
As they both made their way upstairs and entered their apartment Owen connected their lips together lifting Jay up by his ass carrying him to their bedroom. Their kiss was sloppy but passionate and Owen took control of it they separated for air. Leading Owen to kiss down Jay’s neck leaving hickeys making him moan out loud.
Jay got down and sat on their bed watching through hooded eyes as Owen undressed following suit they tossed their clothes onto the floor and embraced once again. They both smiled before they kissed it had been a long time since they had some alone time. Especially with how busy Jay has been with Mockingbird practice.
As they kissed Owen’s hands wandered their way to Jay’s hole which leaked slick. “Mphnf Ow-Owen what are you doing.” His hands trying to stop Owen’s in their track which as you might have guessed did nothing.
“Jay come on has it been that long you don’t you play with yourself.” Owen teased with one hand he grabbed Jay’s struggling ones and with the other he slowly began fingering Jay. Owen watched Jay’s face morph from indignation to pleasure, so he added two more fingers stretching Jay open in preparation for his cock.
“Alpha~ ple-plase stop im gonna cum ugh.” Jay whined desperately trying to move away from the probing fingers that repeatedly hit his prostate Owen just smirked pressing kisses and bites against jay’s skin.
“Let go okay can you do that for me omega~?” Owen grinned not stopping the pace he put a hand around jay’s throbbing cock jerking him off the stimulation felt too good making Jay reach his climax.
Owen reached down lining up his cock to the slick filled hole pushing in immediately envolped by wet heat. He groaned as he began thrusting in jay just felt that good. Jay just moaned and drooled as he was used as a sex toy for his Alpha’s needs. Owen marked up Jay’s neck laying his claim over him again.
Jay tried to move away needing to catch his breath as he got his voice fucked out of him but owen just brought him right back onto his dick. Owen groaned at the sight below him “You gonna cum again princess?” Owen growled locking eyes with him Jay nodded quickly.
“Ye-yes.” He stumbled over his words feeling his stomach clench as his dick leaked he came hard panting and Owen was not that far behind. As Jay felt Owen’s knot form inside him as it expanded fully he felt his cum filling him up. Owen collapsed on top of him as they waited for his knot to go down.
And if they went for another round I guess you would never know.
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No matter how many times Jay’s friends saw Jay and Owen together it was always weird to see the nonchalant Jay being pampered and teased by Owen and blushing!?.
So, when they saw an embarrassed Jay walking into class with Owen behind them looking smug as hell they could guess what the Alpha and Omega pair did the day before. Especially when Jay came closer, and they could spot all the marks and lovebites and smell Owen all over him.
What made it stranger was to see them acting like a married couple – Jay sitting on Owen’s lap, their bickering, and they had matching lockscreens. But hey they were happy to see their cold hearted omega in love~
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nah every time i see marcus hes always got that look on his face like idk what it is about him but i just absoloutely dislike him.
Same. He's been practically a neon sign with the word "trouble" on it from the start, hasn't he? He's so annoying, and smug, and self-absorbed. And he just keeps making himself more irritating by doing things like the fake reviews for Stevie. He's such a jerk and I can't wait for him to leave. (I guess I've gotta give kudos to the actor though - he is doing very well at making Marcus hateable!)
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uh-oh-its-bird · 2 years
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holo, jsjsj i dont usually like talk to anyone? but also, do you happen to have any fic recs with the kind of wacky multiverse shennanigans u mentioned once ( i uh, think?) or you display wonderfully in ur bnha fic?
... or any ficrecs, maybe?
anywho, thnxs <3
OH WOW HI !!!
Ok so sadly honestly there aren't many dimension travel fics in the BNHA community, an absoloute CRIME if you ask me, but I do have a couple bookmarked so I'll shove them at you in the hopes that they're good!!
Release the Dogs of War
Izuku is a dimension hopper who accidentally breaks his arm after a rough jump, leaving him helpless in this strange new world.
And then he finds out about the superpowers. Well if he wants to get specific, quirks.
If there's one place where a super-powered quasi-immortal technology stealing jerk would be hanging out...
I haven't read this one in a while but I remember it being pretty good! Basically a Midoria from a dystopian world is dimension hopping around to hunt down OFA bc he did some bad shit in his OG universe, and ends up in a cannon world where he doesn't exist!
Once Forgotten, Twice Removed
“Yes,” All for One agreed. “This will be the final resting place of All Might.”
“You,” Midoriya Izuku said and paused, thinking over the words. He sounded taken aback. “You want me to help fight All Might.”
“Of course,” All for One nodded along. “I can offer you double of whatever my counterpart is paying you currently, along with anything your little heart could desire. Of course, you would get to help out drastically—"
“Did you happen to check what world you were pulling me out of when you did this?” Midoriya Izuku interrupted and it was said in such an incredulous tone that had the situation not been as critical as it was, All Might would have laughed.
Also known as: number one hero Deku has been through a lot of things, but being thrust into an alternate reality where he’s All for One’s Successor is a first. He has to navigate this world when his alternate self is a villain who's dead-set on killing him and this version of class 1-A. All the while, his friends search desperately for a way to get him back.
Honestly the summary says it all -- this fic is great, tons of interactions between a VERY confused and conflicted class with Midoriya -- and best of all, it features Tenko Shimura as himself, having sort of swapped places with Midoriya, though he doesn't get OFA. I remember really liking this one!
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Sadly that's mostly all I can give you in terms of fun multiverse shit :,,,)) I crave it so much but there's literally fucking nothing for it in the bnha fandom, and the ones that DO eixst are almost always ab Deku exclusivley. Which is actually why I started writing Through the Wardrobe to begin with.
If the day ever comes that I actually finish Through the Wardrobe I think I'd get on my multiverse shit again and do like, Spirit AU meets cannon
POV happy go lucky oni Kirishima and elegantly distainful kitsune Bakugou slip through the cracks and into cannon and cause absoloute chaos
Ft. Spider demon Aizawa, witch Dabi w/ his familiar Hawks along with the rest of LOV in a fucked up witches coven, spirit enthusiast human Midoriya, elemental spirit Todoroki, and more idk its a really vague idea in my head rn
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kirishwima · 4 years
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If requests are still open, could I ask for how the RFA+V and Saeran act with a clumsy S/O? Like they trip over nothing and always run into stuff. Thank you!
oh, hello fellow clumsy person!! i can absoloutely relate to this lol, this should be fun~
YOOSUNG:
*He’s...he’s also SO freaking clumsy
*Both of them just fall flat on their faces with nothing to have tripped over-and no, as much as Seven insists, it’s not because of invisible aliens
*He never worries over himself and his own clumsiness-induced injuries however-instead he’s always looking out for MC, running after them with bandaids and antiseptic to treat their wounds whenever they fall.
*For this silly couple, holding hands when walking down the street isn’t just something done out of affection-no, it’s a necessity so neither of them can wander off and hit their face on a lamp post or anything like that
* When preparing for the RFA party, their friends all know not to have either Yoosung or MC carry anything fragile or do any detail-focused work-the last time MC held scissors they snapped a clunk of their finger right off, and surprisingly, it was Yoosung that was the calmest at the sight of all that blood-he took a towel, pressed it down onto their finger and called an ambulance like a pro.
* And yet that very same person tripped when climbing into the back of the ambulance to take MC to the hospital, effectively falling down and breaking his nose on the stepping step of the ambulance
* (Well at least the two clumsy love-birds could share a hospital room for a while)
*Jaehee unironically calls them both a hazard to society-she’d love to put each of them in bubble foil so they can at least stop bruising over everytime they hit onto something lol
* It’s fine with them though-Yoosung likes to tease MC about it, and they often compare scars and bruises, comparing who has the silliest story behind it
ZEN:
*He’s honestly really shocked at MC’s clumsiness, and panics everytime they trip or hit their hip onto a hard corner-this poor boy’s heart can’t take another one of MC’s stunts really
*He’s now learnt to always carry bandaids with him, and to hold MC by the waist when they’re out together, fearing for their safety. No beloved of his will be hurt today, no sir!
*If MC receives an injury due to their clumsiness, he’ll always without fail kiss it to make it better, tending to their wounds with the utmost of care, like a prince to his royalty.
* That being said, he often forgets...just how clumsy MC is. He once left them alone while cooking to put some ravioli in the pot of boiling water, just for a few minutes-only to run back to the kitchen when he heard them hiss in pain; they’d managed to splash the hot water onto their hand and clutched to it as it reddened.
* Zen froze for a moment before diving into action, pulling MC by the wrist and brinigng their hand under the faucet, turning it to freezing cold water before grabbing an ice pack from the freezer and placing it atop their injury.
* “Baby please..please, for my heart’s sake, try and be more careful? I can’t stand to see you hurt this often” he asks one day with a pout, his bottom lip trembling. MC can do little else but nod and promise, even though they aren’t sure how to be more careful per say. It’s worth it though to see Zen’s relieved smile.
JAEHEE:
* I already picture her as the kind of mom-person who always has every necessary thing in her bag, so MC is more than lucky to have a capable girlfriend like her.
* MC tripped and scraped her knee? Baehee’s already pulling out antiseptic wipes and a mini gauze. MC bumped her shoulder onto the door and now it’s sore? Baehee’s got muscle relaxing cream ready to rub onto their sore muscles. Whatever you want, Baehee’s got.
*That being said, it doesn’t make her feel any less worried whenever she sees MC trip or hurt themselves due to their clumsiness. She begs them to be more careful, but knows it’s not something they can really help. So instead she always has a watchful eye on them, trying to prevent danger from coming their way.
* Their clumsiness is a big issue in the coffee shop, even though Jaehee’s never made a fuss about it-they kept dropping cups and plates, burning themselves with warm espresso, accidentantly pouring the beans out of the grinder...eventually Jaehee asked them to work more on the front desk, and let her prepare and serve the drinks, for both their safeties.
* She’ll never be mad at MC for their clumsiness though-she finds it endearing in a way, and she loves all of MC, the good and the bad. She’ll just have to be twice as careful for the both of them.
JUMIN:
* He seems like such a poised and elegant man..but he can, in fact, also be very clumsy.
* It’s not often that he is-the man has an impeccably steady hand, and he’s always aware of his surroundings, but when he gets flustered or tired-hoo boy.
* Once he saw MC wearing a gorgeous new outfit and he tripped whilst walking down the stairs towards them and sprained his ankle-Zen refuses to let him live it down to this day.
* That being said though, after taking note of how clumsy MC is, he makes sure to always be doubly aware of his surroundings, and asks their bodyguards to always have one person walk a little further ahead than MC, so they can redirect them if there’s any cracks in the pavement or lamposts ahead as they walk, especially when Jumin isn’t around to hold them near him and watch out for these himself.
* MC’s always worried at fancy dinner parties, which actually...makes them clumsier. The amount of times they’ve nearly tripped while walking on those marble floors is remarkable, but Jumin has been there every single time to wrap his arms around their middle and hoist them up before they could fall, and will make sure to have his arms around them for the rest of the night.
* Once however, MC was talking with some of Jumin’s colleagues, when a waiter passed by offering glasses of champagne. MC took one, but with slippery hands, it slid from their hands and fell right onto their foot where it shattered, shards getting stuck onto their skin and some even sliding under their shoe, so every step would cause more of them to push into the soles of their feet, blood pooling in their shoe.
* Jumin was there in an instant-across the room he saw the incident and ran over, pulling MC up in a princess carry so they wouldn’t apply any pressure to their injured leg. He turned and left with MC in tow without a word, only telling driver Kim to take them to the nearest hospital.
* MC was worried as he silently brooded, thinking he was mad at them...he wasn’t.
* He turned to them, helping them hoist their legs onto his lap as he gently took off their shoes, looking them over for any visible shards he could help remove. “You’re not mad?” MC asked, and Jumin sighed, leaning his head to rest on their knees.
* “No darling, I could never be mad at you. I was just...seeing you injured terrifies me.”
* From then on MC vowed to be as careful as possible! ....whatever that meant. Either way they’d try to, for Jumin!!
SEVEN:
* As clumsy as he seems he might be, he’s absoloutely not-he’s a trained spy, he’s always aware of his surroundings, and he’s learnt to mind his every step, being able to walk as silently as a cat in the night as to not alert any enemies of his presence.
* So to meet the clumsiest person of all, MC, was...quite funny to him really, and a refreshing breath of fresh air-finally, someone he doesn’t have to walk on eggshells with.
* He’s the kind of jerk that would absoloutely make fun of MC everytime they hit their hip on the counter or slide or trip over nothing-but he’d still be there every time to hoist them back up, quickly looking them over for any injuries whilst trying to play it cool.
* He actually thought of baby-proofing the house for their sake; but MC quickly shot down that idea, saying they’d be fine and there’s no need for him to worry (because yes, he actually was serious-a trickster as he might be, he worries over MC constantly lol)
* Once though, once MC’s clumsiness really made him terrified, made him fall to his knees and cry.
* They were on a date, the first proper date in quite some time, walking down the streets on a quiet evening. 
* They were about to cross the street, though the light hadn’t yet turned green for pedestrians-but it was about to, they could see the road traffic light already turning orange, so MC nonchalantly laughed as they made to walk across-only a car had been dashing to pass before the light turned red.
* MC saw it coming, but as they made to turn and run back, they tripped, falling in the middle of the street.
* Seven didn’t, couldn’t think at that moment-he dashed into the street, grabbing MC and literally pulling them like a dragged doll out of the way.
* The car had screeched to a stop regardless when they saw the two pedestrians, even rolling down the window to ask if they were okay. Seven had already helped MC stand up on shaky legs, holding them close by the waist, their head resting in the crook of his neck.
* He nodded to the driver and watched him drive off, his hands holding MC bruisingly tight.
* He couldn’t control his emotions, couldn’t think-he pushed them away from him, but still held their shoulders tight, his fingers digging into their muscles.
* “You-how could you fucking-be more careful! Just look around you, look at your freaking surroundings just-” his eyes filled with tears as he leaned his head down, hiding onto MC’s shoulder, leaving wet puffs of air on their skin.
* “Just-don’t let me lose you, not you, please...”
* They stood there, holding one another for a long time. “You won’t. I’ll be careful, I promise. I’m sorry” they whispered into his ear, and it was true. They’d always be as careful as possible, Seven’s scared expression always snapping them back to reality without fail.
V/JIHYUN:
* Look...before he gets his eye surgery....he’ll also be extremely freaking clumsy lol
* After getting the surgery, his eyesight would never be 100% the same again-so it’d still take some getting used to before his perception returned to a normal healthy state.
* He’ll always try and watch out for MC, fearing their clumsiness and fussing over their injuries, but him worrying over MC only did more harm than good, for both of them.
* Cue the two walking down the street, when MC trips. In an attempt to help them, V reaches out for them...but he also just stumbles down and falls with them, a bruised but laughing heap on cement floor.
* They always tend to each other’s injuries, and at least one of them has to carry band-aids at all times. It’s like an inside joke, how they bump over every stool and every table corner, their hips eternally a purple blue bruise. V loves to lay his head on MC’s lap, oftentimes turning to give a smooch to their bruises when they’re visible. 
* He actually feels responsible sometimes, thinks of how if he could protect MC more he’d be a better boyfriend. One time, whilst MC was changing into pyjamas, he saw a nasty scar on their thigh, remembering the incident that caused it-they were both together in the kitchen, talking about one thing or another, boiling some water for tea; only when MC tried to hold the kettle, it fell right into their lap, hot water falling across their thigh before V could rush over to them to grab it and put it back on the counter.
* He remembers grabbing MC by the wrist and rushing them to the shower where he set the water to the coldest it could get, tripping over his feet and falling to his knees as he pulled both MC and himself into the shower, taking the shower head and holding it over MC’s burnt thigh; he remembers them crying and it still makes his heart ache, and that scar is a reminder of that.
* MC could see the frown on V’s face, and approached him as he sat on the bed, placing themselves between his thights as they tilted his chin up to look to them. “What’s wrong?”
* V bit his lip, wondering if he should say anything at all. “Just-I’m sorry. I’m never able to protect you where it matters.”
* MC frowned too at that. It’s been so long and V had gotten so much more confident, why was he bringing himself down now? They kissed his forehead before leaning away to continue getting dressed.
* “I’m not dating you to protect me, I’m dating you because I love you. And besides-I’m the clumsiest person there is. I should be trying to protect myself instead!” MC laughed.
* They did however promise to try and be more careful-both for their sake, but for V’s too.
-Send me mysme headcanons/scenarios for characters reactions!-
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kissmefelix · 7 years
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37. "I want to hike up your skirt and take you right here.”
#37 (slightly edited) “God, I wanna hike up your skirt and take you right here.” // jelix
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“Hey Seán?” Felix closed the front door behind him, kicking his shoes off and looking around.
“He’s upstairs, Felix, darling!” Jack’s mom called from the kitchen.
“Thank you, ma’am.” Felix called back.
He smiled to himself as he made his way to Jack’s room. He was going over to his house more regularly now. It was nice, seeing how much he hated being at his house. His parents were never home, they were always out working. Or worse, drinking.
Felix pushed open the door to find Jack sitting on the edge of his bed, scrolling through his phone. He was wrapped up in a blanket, only his head showing. He looked adorable.
“Hey, baby doll.” he sunk down next to his boyfriend, nuzzling his cheek affectionately. Jack shut his phone off and let it drop to the floor. He kissed Felix’s cheek.
“Hey hey.” he smiled, “I have something to show you.” Felix picked up on the tone in his voice.
“Oh yeah? Tell me more.” their eyes met as Jack let the blanket fall off his shoulders. He got up and stood in front of Felix.
It took Felix a second, he suddenly realized that his boyfriend was wearing a skirt. And a short one, at that.
He felt his jeans tighten and he bit his lip.
Jack had on an oversized blue sweater and a pleated pink miniskirt. White thigh-high socks adorned his pale legs.
“Like it?” Jack asked, twirling for his boyfriend. The skirt flew up as he spun, and Felix could tell he was wearing lacy panties. He licked his lips.
“Fuck, babe, you look so good.” he growled, getting up and grabbing Jack’s hips. Jack pressed his ass against Felix’s crotch, making him groan. Felix kissed his neck, teeth grazing against the sensitive skin. Jack sighed happily as he was touched.
A quiet groan fell from Felix lips as his fingers played at the hem of the skirt. “God, I wanna hike up your skirt and take you right here.”
“Fuck,” Jack breathed, “do it.”
“Your parents are home.” Felix reminded him. He was practically grinding himself into Jack’s ass by now.
“Be quiet then.” Jack whispered. He leaned back to look at Felix, his eyes desperate. Felix grinned at his boyfriend, his need for Jack getting the best of him.
His hands sneaked down to the edge of the skirt, pulling it up, a gasp leaving Jack’s lips. Felix pressed his hand against Jack’s ass, grinning mischievously. “Why don’t you get on the bed for me?” he murmured, lips close to Jack’s ear. Jack nodded, obediently pulling away and lying down on the bed, ass in the air. His hands were already gripping the sheets, anticipation getting the best of him.
Felix licked his lips again as he watched his boyfriend squirm, whining for attention. “Such a good boy, aren’t you?” he purred, stepping over to the bed and running his fingers down Jack’s exposed back. Jack whimpered.
Felix knelt behind him on the bed. Hooking his fingers into Jack’s panties, he shoved them down his legs.
His let out a shaky moan as he noticed Jack had a butt plug in. “Fuck..” he mumbled, fingers wrapping around the toy. His boyfriend moaned into the sheets, absoloutely desperate for Felix to fill him.
Felix began to move the toy in and out of his boyfriend, leaning over him and praising him quietly.
“You’re so good, babydoll. You look so fucking pretty in that skirt.” He smirked as Jack whimpered, ass pressing against the toy. “Want me to fuck you, don’t you?” Felix leaned over and ran his fingers through his boyfriend’s hair, listening to him hum with pleasure.
He slowly removed the toy, then unbuttoned his jeans. He could see Jack practically shaking with anticipation as his pants hit the floor.
Felix’s hands pressed into Jack’s hips. Jack moaned pathetically, nodding his head in approval as he bit down on his fist. Felix snapped his hips forcefully into his boyfriend, making him groan. One hand snaked under the skirt and took hold of Jack’s length.
“F-fuck, Felix!” his head fell forward as he was overwhelmed by pleasure. Felix rapidly picked up the pace, little moans falling from his lips as he went. His other hand moved away from Jack’s hip and up to his ass. He pushed the skirt aside and grabbed a handful of Jack’s ass cheek, giving a content groan.
“Fuck, princess,” he muttered into Jack’s shoulder, “mm, jag älskar dig så mycket.” His fingers dug into Jack’s sides, leaving pretty pink marks in their place.
Jack let out a particularly loud moan as Felix angled himself differently. He thrust harder in that direction, watching as Jack held back a scream. Felix could tell his boyfriend was trying desperately to stay quiet, but he was failing miserably.
“Fuck, Felix, right there, p-please..” he stumbled over his words, his entire face turning red. Felix repeated the action several times, swiping his thumb over the tip of Jack’s dick. Jack bucked his hips sloppily into Felix’s hand, moaning and whining for Felix to go faster. “Oh god, oh god, fuck, Felix I’m gonna cum..” he whispered, eyes screwed shut as he felt his entire body heat up.
“Do it, princess, cum for me.” Felix breathed, giving his length a gentle squeeze. Jack moaned loudly into the mattress as he jerked his hips once more, covering Felix’s hand in his cum. It dripped down slowly on the bedsheets, and he moaned quietly.
Felix quickly followed, leaning over and pressing kisses to his boyfriend’s neck as he came hard inside him. He rode out his orgasm, then pulled out and collapsed next to Jack.
“Fuck..” Jack mumbled. Felix hummed in agreement. His fingers traced the soft material of Jack’s skirt, making him whimper since he was extremely sensitive.
“Do you think your parents heard us?” Felix asked nervously, glancing at Jack’s bedroom door.
“Dunno,” Jack shrugged, “It’s not like they’ll come up here and inspect things.” he giggled. Felix blushed.
“I really fucking love this skirt.” he murmured, changing the subject. 
“I really fucking love you.” he pressed a kiss to Felix’s burning cheek and smiled. 
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