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moonydustx · 2 months

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A not so funny story

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Summary: With Uta controlling everyone and the marine attacking, you needed to contain an unconscious Law who was looking to join the fight. Now, you need to deal with the consequences of him finding out about this.

Pairing: Trafalgar Law x F!Reader

Warnings: blood, Law hurts Reader (not on purpose), they both love each other, but they are idiots who don't know how to talk. Law doesn't know how to express his feelings in this one. Angst, kinda fluff/happy ending.

W/C: 3.6k

A/N: I just saw the movie Red and the idea came to my mind. I need to shake off the rust and get back to writing, I thought it would be a good solution. Despite being linked to the film OP Red, there may be some things that differ from the canon.

For those who haven't seen the film, a spoiler-free context: in the film, we see a singer called Uta, who Bepo is a fan of and, together with Law, go to the show. Problems happen, she puts everyone to sleep and with her power, she manipulates these sleeping people to fight with other people who want to stop her.

italics apply to flashbacks and thoughts

Part 2 | Part 3 (NSFW)

The cold stone beneath you contrasted with your hot, sweaty body. You could feel the wounds burning on your body and if you reached out your hand, you could find the cause of them, your captain.

In the distance, you could hear someone calling your name and it didn't take long for Penguin to appear in your field of vision.

"Are you okay?"

"He gave me a hard time, but I'm fine. And you?" You grumbled, sitting up and taking in your surroundings. Apparently everyone had gone back to sleep.

"We're tired but fine. You're bleeding, do you need any help?"

"Everything is fine." You stood, with his help. "We need to get them out of here, I doubt the marines will miss the chance to catch so many pirates gathered in one place. At the very least, this will end in a fight."

You chose to help carry Bepo back to Polar Tang. Even though he was big, sharing the weight would be much easier than carrying Law alone. As soon as you entered the submarine, you disappeared from sight, leaving all of Uta's fight behind.

"Do you guys need help? I can see some pretty bad injuries from here." Ikkaku approached, already stopping the blood on your forehead. "Are they both okay?"

"We should take them to the infirmary and keep them under observation." you warned, seeing two other crew members carry them out of sight. "Can we get away from the fight?"

"Yeah, off their radar." someone answered you in the background.

"Perfect, keep us at this depth, keep an eye on the radios, any sign of change, if Law hasn't woken up, you look for me." You leaned against one of the tables, trying to ignore some of the pain in your body.

It was supposed to be just a quick show, at least that's what Bepo had said. Unfortunately for Law, he ended up being the polar bear's requested companion.

"Sure you don't want to change places with me?" Law appeared next to you, while you finished cleaning the kitchen.

"No captain, I'll be right here, with my duties." You smiled at him and, despite being frustrated, he let out a sideways smile.

"You know that I'm the captain right? That I can give the order and you have to go and I don't."

"You wouldn't be so mean, would you?" you asked indignantly and on one of the few occasions, you heard him laugh, even if it was low tone. "Captain!"

"I'm kidding. Just keep an eye on everything, okay? Don't let Shachi and Penguin cause any trouble."

"Yes, sir. And you, enjoy the show."

You were almost regretting not accepting the proposal. Law would certainly be much better at containing you and preventing you from getting into a big fight than you would be doing the opposite. But you liked the idea of him trusting you.

"Everything is alright?" Ikkaku took you out of your reverie, noticing your body slightly bent and the blood falling on your forehead.

"Try holding back a furious Trafalgar Law from wanting to get into a fight and tell me if that's okay." You laughed, even though it took some of the air out of you. "Just a few bruises, nothing major."

"Come on, I'll help you take care of this." Ikkaku gently pulled you by the hand.

"Boys, do you deal with them?" you asked and they both nodded. "If Law wakes up, don't say anything to him about our little fight."

"You mean, about the big fucking beating he gave you?" Shachi teased you, earning a push.

"Exactly. He has bigger problems to worry about than dealing with this."

You and Ikkaku headed towards the dorm you shared. Your friend made a point of supporting you at every step, even if you insisted it wasn't necessary. She sat you down on the bed and grabbed a small first aid kit hidden on one of the shelves.

"Why not tell the captain?"

"Outch" you mumbled with one of the stitches she had on your face. "I have a feeling he's not going to like that we got into this fight without his presence."

"I think he'll be more resentful that you were the one who held him back." You laughed at her silly observation, then grumbled with another needle. Damn fight. "Don't act stupid."

"What you mean?"

"I'll let you choose. Between you being the only one who can steal books from him without him complaining or about every time we disembark, you having to be on his side. Should I mention that time he freaked out because Kid wanted to take you to the crew from him?" she laughed to herself, at her own memory. "What do you need to see that he likes you too?"

"And who said I like him?"

"Okay, you still want to keep hiding your feelings for him, just hide it better." she laughed again. It was clear to her - and anyone else who saw - that there was something between the two of you. You just prefer not to feed this illusion. "Still, I agree that he won't like all this one bit. Let's try to keep out of his sight."

Law was still trying to assimilate everything that happened. Uta's show had turned into a war scene and in the end, even he had become a puppet. That idea would haunt him for a long time.

Despite recent events, Polar Tang was quiet, too quiet. He could hear some buzzing, nothing he could identify. Another thing he couldn't place was you. The last time he saw you, he had tried to bargain for your presence at the show, even though he had asked to change places with you, he didn't think the idea of going with you was bad. You'd probably hate the song, but he'd enjoy your sarcastic comments about any awkward situation. A small laugh crossed his lips when he thought about what you would say to see little Bepo.

At dinner, he observed Shachi, Penguin and Bepo, talking to each other. The concerned expressions denoted the seriousness of the matter, but that could come later. Even though he slept through it all, he still felt tired.

At lunch the next day, again, nothing from you. Ikkaku was also missing. It was impossible for the two of them to have disappeared together and without any justification. He tried not to think about the worst-case scenarios, but no matter how much he denied it, he wasn't such an optimistic person.

It only took a few seconds of your three companions stalling for him to know that you and Ikkaku were up to something or had already been up to something. He left them behind, following with firm steps to your room.

"I didn't see you two at lunch or yesterday at dinner, I wanted to know..." you two found Law leaning against the door of your room. His relaxed position disappeared in seconds when he looked at where Ikkaku's hand joined your forehead. "What happened?"

"Just a few scratches, nothing major." your colleague replied before you could open your mouth. She knew - actually, you weren't that good at hiding it - about your feelings and how easily you could wrap your head around your own words.

"Yeah, they're from yesterday, some scratches." you tried to complement, the captain's serious expression made it clear that that hadn't helped at all.

"Nothing much and that's why you haven't shown up since yesterday?" he grumbled and before he could continue his lecture, he felt his body being pushed forward, with Bepo, Shachi and Penguin falling beside him. "What the fuck?"

"We just wanted to know if you already know that she was the one..." before the bear finished speaking, the other two covered his mouth.

The grey eyes trailed from you to Ikkaku, to the group lying next to him, and back to you again. The small stress that was forming inside Law turned into concern when he saw the small trickle of blood dripping from your eyebrow.

It only took a few moments away for you to appear like that and he would never tolerate that, you didn't need to know about his feelings or how he was already thinking about taking revenge on whoever had done that, he would deal with it after taking care of your wound .

"Everyone out." you made to follow Ikkaku, stopping a few meters away. "Not you, I need to see this."

The door to the small room knocked subtly behind Law, who waited for a few seconds to approach you. The two of you already had a considerable height difference, but when you felt Law's cold, tattooed fingers on your chin, you felt even smaller. He turned both sides of your face, despite the cold touch, you could feel your skin burn beneath his fingers.

"You're warm, but I don't see any trace of infection." Not this one, you thought. "Give me the name?"

"Name?"

"Which idiot did this?" he replied without much patience, his fingers leaving your face behind.

"This is going to be a funny story." you laughed, stopping immediately when you saw him look deep into your eyes, his expression serious in an almost irritating way.

"Someone decided to hurt one of my crew. I don't think it's such a funny story. Who did it?"

"Captain of the Heart Pirates, Trafalgar Law." your answer didn't seem to catch him instantly, with each word that left your mouth, you could see him getting paler and paler. "I believe you already know, but Uta managed to control everyone who was asleep to attack the pirates and the marines and with that, you and Bepo were also controlled. The boys held Bepo and I had to deal with you, but everything is fine. "

"They told me about Bepo..." he seemed lost for words, taking a certain distance from you and leaning on the small table in your room. "So you restrained me, alone?"

"You, actually Uta, didn't have access to your Devil Fruit powers, it ended up being easier. After all, our mission was just to keep you two away from the navy." you explained, leaning on the opposite side to where he was, seeing his crestfallen expression. "Like I said, it's okay captain."

"Where else did I hurt you?" the question took you by surprise, making it difficult to hide your reaction. "I know my strength, I have a feeling it wasn't just that. I could see it myself, but I trust you, so please."

With your fists clenched and your gaze following your every step, Law could see your hand go to your ribs, along with a grumble, as you bent down to pick up a small cloth and fill it with something that smelled similar to alcohol. As much as he noticed you trying hard, he could see you limping. He watched you smear the contents on one of your cheeks and your arm, revealing some bruises.

You stopped in front of him, letting him analyze. Despite the pain throughout your body, Law's proximity was almost like an anesthetic. If he stayed there, you wouldn't mind spending the day under his gaze. Law took your arm, gently sliding his fingers under the bruise, watching you flinch in discomfort. His hands practically put your arm back in place and placed themselves on the zipper of your jumpsuit.

Your hands placed themselves next to his, pulling the device and opening the entire piece. Of all the times he had dreamed of touching your skin, none had felt like this. He liked to imagine how soft it would be, to think about how your body would shiver, to feel with his own lips every piece of exposed skin, while he heard you ask for more. All the purple spots he had dreamed of leaving on your skin were nothing like the one he saw. Thoughts would need to be put aside at that moment.

His hand knocked down one side of your jumpsuit, showing the large bruise on your rib, which made him hold his breath for a few seconds.

"What else?" his voice was barely audible. He knew there was more to it, but he didn't want to be invasive.

"Just this cut." you took off the other strap of your jumpsuit and let it fall below your waist, showing the wound on your thigh. It wasn't that big, but when you both looked at the place, you understood where all the warmth in your body was coming from. "Shit. It wasn't like this last time I looked." actually it was, you just wanted to spare him the worry.

You adjusted your jumpsuit, leaving the top hanging around your waist. Your eyes searched for Law's, but he seemed to be far away, even just a few centimeters away. For some time, he didn't say anything. His eyes followed one point you had shown and others, looking for other signs. His hands prostrated in front of his body, why had he done that? Why hurt you?

"Law?"

"I...I..." the words seemed stuck somewhere inside him. His hands placed themselves next to your face, a gesture you hadn't received from him yet. "I don't know how to apologize. Forgive me, I didn't want any of this to happen."

"No need, Law, really. I was doing what any of us would do, taking care of our crew, taking care of our captain."

Again the words seemed to have escaped him. He just wished he could hold you and apologize a thousand times, hold you there and heal every little part of you and never allow anything to hurt you again. Some conscious side of him screamed in the background that this wasn't anyone's fault, but the sound seemed so far away to hear, while the picture of what he had done was so close to him.

A few seconds passed, his hands were still on your face, while you just enjoyed the awkward affection you received. He didn't know how to deal with that feeling, it was a guilt like he had never felt. Along with a fear, a need to see you well. There were too many things to deal with and at that moment, he chose to be the most rational one.

"It's infected and may have broken something." Law let his medical side take control of the situation. "Room. Shambles."

Before you even noticed the blue dome surrounding you, the two of you had already been transported to the infirmary. You remained standing in your place as you watched the captain hurriedly walk around the room, collecting some materials and before you could try to get on the stretcher, the two of you were already being taken to another place.

The table full of books, the small window of the Polar Tang showing some little orange fish passing by outside, a cozy bed, even with the sheets spread out. That definitely wasn't your room. You watched Law leave the materials on the table and reach Kikoku. You saw the blue dome again, this time, you knew that he was using his powers to confirm that you had indeed presented all your injuries to him.

"I was worried about your rib, but apparently it was just the bruise. Now about your leg, I may need to redo those stitches and medicate you. I can't let the infection spread."

You knew he was nervous, bordering on anxious, but you had known him long enough to know that stopping him from treating you would be even worse. You had chosen to hide your injuries so that Law wouldn't feel guilty, now that he knew, you didn't have much else to do.

"Law." you called out to him carefully, as he prepared the medication. "Do you mind if I bathe first?"

"Sure, I mean, no problem. Just wait a second." He walked away from the table and piled up some things, which he handed into your hand. "Here's my towel, I also left some clothes in case you want to use them, if you don't want to, that's okay. I can ask Ikkaku..."

"This is perfect, thank you Law." you hugged the small bundle of clothes close to your body.

"Room." again, in a matter of seconds, you were at the bathroom door. "I'm sorry, but your leg is really hurt, you shouldn't force it while walking."

"Okay" unlike the time he had taken you to the infirmary, now he had transported you close to each other, which made the air disappear from your lungs. "Can you wait for me? I mean, you said I wouldn't I should force my leg and..."

"I'll be outside, just call me and I'll be here." Please call me, Law's inner voice practically screamed.

Your shower was much quicker than you expected. Just knowing that he was waiting for you outside made butterflies fight in your stomach. You gently dried your body and took the clothes he had given you. Something that looked like shorts - it might have been underwear, but you didn't worry about that right now - and a black button-down shirt. As soon as you button the last button, you can pay attention to the smell of the fabric. Something soft, woody, you wondered if that was his scent.

"Law?" All it took was a small call and he soon entered the bathroom. Not as discreetly as he expected, his eyes roamed your body. "Can you help me?"

"Of course" your feet left the floor, giving you a few seconds to assimilate that he had picked you up and carried you back to the room. He hadn't done this before, but you preferred to just enjoy the sensation, locking your arms around his neck.

With a few steps inside the room, he placed you lying on the bed, pulling a rod further to the side, only then did you notice the hanging IV.

Law bent down, reaching your arm level, cleaning it with a small piece of cotton. He looked at the wound on your leg. In silence, he cleaned the area and took some bandages, placing them across the entire length of the wound. The contrast between your warm skin and his cold hands was strangely comfortable. You wished they would last a little longer there.

"I think we can leave these stitches for another day, but I need you to take this medicine. It's an antibiotic, the infection is small, but I'd rather take care of it soon." He pulled the small needle, seeing your face pale. "I'm sorry darling, but it's the best option we have."

Darling.

That word would echo in your mind for a long time. The fear of the needle that was about to come into contact with your skin eased when you saw the care he took with each gesture.

"Just don't look, okay?" He waited for you to close your eyes. "Just a few seconds and that's it. You'll feel sleepy, but that's normal. As soon as you wake up, I'll bring you something to eat."

He got up and started to adjust the pillows on the bed, the ones that were around and under you. His hands rested around your body, his body was on top of yours, even without any immediate contact. It was inevitable not to get lost in his eyes, or see him do the same with yours. You would like to engrave that in your memory, forever.

"Are you comfortable?" his face still had the same tense expression from the first moment he found you in the room.

"I am, I promise." you replied, in a burst of courage, you brought your hand to his face, touching his cheek. "Law, what worries you so much?"

He walked away, sitting at the foot of the bed. You just straightened up so you could look at him. His tattooed hands took off his hat, fingers tangling against the dark strands.

"I can't deal with the fact that I did this. I did this to you. Of all the people that could have been there, I hurt you." he grumbled, turning so he could look at you. "You do not understand."

"Actually, I understand." your answer left him stunned for a few seconds. "But don't blame yourself, you didn't choose this, captain"

"I know, but at the same time..." he huffed, trying to find the right words, which scratched his insides every time he looked at your scourged face. "You understand me, huh? I mean, I don't just see you as a crew member and something tells me you don't just see me as your captain. And knowing that of all the things that could have happened, I hurt you. I promise compensate you for everything."

"About what you said, about what we see in each other." your thought was interrupted by a long yawn. "What should we do about this?" You made to get up, but the IV attached seemed to transmit drowsiness straight to your body. Your eyes were already starting to get heavy.

"That we can deal with this later. You took care of me, now it's my duty to take care of you. For that, you need to rest." His hands reached yours, giving a slight laugh when he saw you fighting with your own eyes, wanting to leave them open. "I promise not to hurt you again or let anyone else hurt you."

Before you fall asleep for good, you can feel his lips on your hand.

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savannahsdeath · 8 months

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Can we get something where Ellie is injured and when reader takes care of her she feels embarrassed bc she doesn't want to seem weak. But then she like starts crying about "not being strong enough" and just have some cute fluff from reader <33

AHHHZHSBHX i love writing fluff sm like its so comforting !!

ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

warnings: minors safe i think?? blood, crying

writers note: its kinda short n all but omghauzb i love ellie sm i need to give her a biiiiggg hug and just never let go like😓🩷my poor baby:(

you intensively listened to the sharp ticking of the clock, waiting for something that'd break the cycle. for someone, actually. for your precious girlfriend ellie, which had a patrol somewhere around jackson. you stayed quiet, listening intently for any signs of her. the sounds of the clock in the background seemed to taunt you, like a reminder of how much time was passing and you had to wait even longer to hear news from her.

it was something about midnight when she finally came knocking on the door, completely soaked in freezing rain. her hair was wet, her face drenched, she looked miserable. you rushed to get a towel to help her dry her hair and body.

when you were done you wrapped your hands around her. she hissed and you instantly pulled away, giving her a pout of pure worry and concern. your eyes inspected her body, without effect. your hands reached out for her top, wanting to take it off and look for any injuries, but she firmly gripped your wrists.

"babe, stop." she said, and maybe you'd listen to her, if her voice didn't sound like begging. and if she begged, she was hiding something.

you freed your hands and rolled her shirt up, revealing a nasty wound on her side. it looked like bullet scratch and it was a miracle - a few millimeters to the left and the shot would pierce her waist.

ellie mumbled a quiet 'fuck...' as her attempt to hide it from you failed. she did her best to look unfazed and pretend to not be in pain, knowing it'd only add to the embarrassment.

ellie sighed and pulled your hands away from the wound, pushing you back. she took a deep breath, the pain evident on her face, and rolled her shirt back down.

"it's fine, i'm fine." she falsely reassured, her shaky voice betraying her attempt to sound tough. she forced a weak smile, trying to play down your worries, but you could tell she wasn't okay.

"ellie, you're bleeding!" you shook your head, your eyes darting back and forth from her wound and her face.

you dragged her to the bedroom, taking a first aid kit from the bathroom on the way. she stayed silent as you softly but forcefully sat her on the bed and started preparing everything.

"this will... sting a bit." you warned her before looking at the disinfectant. you knew it'll do way more than just 'sting a bit'.

ellie avoided looking at you, hating how vulnerable the whole situation makes her feel. she gritted her teeth as you started cleaning the wound, trying to maintain her composure as best as she could. you could hear her breathing get heavier as the pain began to set in, but she was too proud to let you see her cry.

as you continued to work, she looked away from you, ashamed that you had to fix her mistakes. she knew she should have been more careful and hated how weak she appeared in front of you.

"i'm sorry for making you do this." she murmured, her voice barely audible.

ellie sucked in a sharp breath and clenched the sheets as you applied the disinfectant. a wave of pain washed over her, but she managed to stay silent and hold back a scream.

you finished cleaning the wound and began to bandage it, being careful not to hurt her any further. as you worked, you heard ellie sniffle as she struggled to hold back her emotions. you looked up and saw that ellie is watching you with a mixture of gratitude and embarrassment. her eyes were glistening with unshed tears and she was biting her lip to hold back a wail of agony and relief.

"thank you..." she whispered, her voice breaking.

"don't mention it." you said, your eyes full of sympathy for your suffering girlfriend. you gave her a reassuring smile, best you could manage as her pain hurt you too.

ellie took a deep breath, trying to compose herself as the pain subsided, but she couldn't hold back her tears any longer. she buried her face in her hands as she sobbed bitterly, her whole body shaking with emotion.

you gently wrapped her in a hug, holding her tight to give her some comfort. you whispered reassuring words in her ear, trying to calm her down.

"it's alright- sh, shhh..." you stroked her hair in an attempt to provide some solace. "i'll always be here for you, love."

her arms desperately seeked for support in your body, as her tears slowly dropped and soaked into your shirt.

"how can i keep you safe if i can't even take care of myself?" she mumbled, her voice muffled as her face was pressed against your chest.

you continued to hold ellie in your arms, trying to provide her with the comfort and reassurance she needed.

"you're always taking care of me, and now it's my turn to take care of you." you whispered, gently stroking her hair.

ellie looks up at you, her eyes full of gratitude. you feel her embrace tighten as she clings to you for support.

"my strong, amazing els." you smile, giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead.

you held ellie for what seemed like an eternity, neither of you wanting to let go anytime soon. as you continued to cradle her in your arms, you could feel her warm tears running down your chest, now even beneath your shirt.

you felt her begin to calm down, her sobs easing up and her grip on you gradually loosening. suddenly, she pressed her body against you even tighter, almost like she was afraid of losing you after you've provided her with such comfort.

"i love you." she whispered, burying her head in your chest.

you continued gently stroking ellie's hair, unable to stop smiling at her confession.

"i love you too." you whispered back, as if you just shared a really important secret with her, hugging her tightly.

you felt her relax, her body going limp as she nestled into your chest. it felt like time has stopped, and the two of you together in the moment was all that mattered.

you pressed your forehead against ellie's, looking deep into her green eyes.

"always, forever." you added, before sharing your first kiss in a long while.

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primordial-shade · 6 months

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Minotaur Partner Headcanons

Hellloooo I’m back, very sorry for being away but honestly I uploaded those previous two posts on a whim and came back from Spain to my tumblr having loads of notifications. SO thank you and here’s another segment of my Monster Lover Headcanons with the Minotaur! One a bit of a Greek fix lately so here we go.

Background

Minotaurs. Big beefy and sweet as all hell.

Headcanon for how they started? Easy, out Mr Original, Asterion the sweet poor lamb (BTW for those who maybe don’t know that was the Minotaur’s original name) did actual kill the sacrifices but tried to help them but they all fled in fear of him and died in the Labyrinth except one, a lovely lady I’m going to call Hemera.

She ended up staying in the labyrinth with Asterion, falling in love and determined to get them both out.

Theseus fucks along and when he’s about to kill her beloved she knocks him the fuck out, uses the yarn to get them all out, then fucks off with her hubby to the Mountains and lets everyone think Theseus killed him by leaving behind part of his broken horn.

They start a farm up in the mountains (With support from Asterions mother Persiphae and his sisters and eventually his brother in Law Dionysus who are happy Asterion is alive and happy cuz FUCK MINOS.)

Eventually they have several kids (Adorable as fuck) and a thriving mountain farm that the kiddos inherited.

As such Minotaurs are all related, and as such they often seek human partners.

Minotaurs like in mountainous regions, often protected by the God Dionysus, whose wife is all their many times great aunt who was forced to marry Theseus and tried to kill him and only gave him the yarn so her brother could kill him and use it to get out we love you Adriane <3

They grow lots of things but they are famous for wine 😉

White, red, rose, dessert. They make every type and its so fucking good.

Maybe you’re a wine coniseur, maybe you decided to go visit the farms on holiday, maybe you’re a local they trade with or a worker on the farm.

Needless to say when you catch a Minotaurs eye, you are staying for good.

SFW

Big sweethearts. Big beefy adorable sweethearts. Muscled as fuck and strong, with big soulful eyes and soft fur and hnghhghhg

I got fucking sidetracked

Anyway, Minotaur’s are very family orientated and all work on the huge collective farms in various roles. Don’t worry, wether or not you can contribute to the farm is moot, you’re their love and you don’t have to prove yourself in anyway and also if you’re human they kinda get overprotective and its like, ‘no please don’t help we don’t want you to get bruised or tired we love you just go and relax and let us do all the hard work baby <3.’

The hardest of workers, baby if you have a minotaur partner one of your main jobs is teaching them not to overwork themselves because they just wanna be good and make sure everything is good and they can’t stand doing nothing or not taking care of you.

If they could physically carry you around all the time, and this is more about your want to walk because they could carry you around all the time, you’re their Love, their sweet delicate loves. Please let them carry you around, it makes them so happy.

Their favourite thing in the world is taking care of you.

You’re hungry? They will literally go out to the farm and find the juiciest, best tasting produce and will hand feed it to you.

You have achy muscles? Oh poor baby, let them get their big strong hands and soothe all those aches and pains away.

If you do the same for them??

Ooooh, love, love love love.

They’re favourite thing? Honestly is when you lay down and they can curl up and put their head on your lap, letting you scratch their heads and between their horns.

Ooooh you scratch between their horns or behind their ears?? Very happy Minotaur, very happy wiggly minotaur. You’ll be lucky if you can get up for the next few hours, this is a pleasure that is rare and cherished.

They will also always show off. They can’t help it they just so want to impress you.

They’ll play fight with other Minotaurs in front of their loves, pick up heavy things, lift you up and carry you around.

They love making flower crowns too, and any crafts they take up they’ll make you something.

They love being praised. They absolutely love it, please praise them. Tell them how strong they are, how sweet they can be, how soft there fur is or how lovely their eyes are. They will melt, making soft little ‘moo’ sounds out of sheer pleasure.

They will also praise you constantly.

Your talents, your looks, even how you breathe. If it can be praised they will do it.

They also take a little longer to fall in Love, it’s a long term distrust thing, but once they do they fall *hard*.

And they will do anything in their power to prove this love to you. They love hard and they love deeply.

Bless their hearts but for a long time they’ll probably act like a Minotaur in love until one moment when they see you holding a baby Minotaur, or if the sun catches on your face the right way or even just sitting together and drinking something warm and suddenly it’s like a switch goes off in their heads.

“I love this person. ILOVE THIS PERSON!!” Nothing but joy and love and warmth.

Very physically affectionate. Hugs, cuddles, handholding, licking, kissing….

Yeah, their love language is love and praise. Which leads us into

NSFW:

So Minotaurs are big. In every way.

Not only are they generally built like strongmen. All muscles and covered in a nice thick layer of fat, male and female Minotaur are built this way.

Big muscles, big breasts and pecs, fat cocks and pussies. Everything is big and ready for you to feast upon.

One of the major things they like doing to you is lick.

Their tongues are thick and long, and they love to lick the taste of your salty sweat from your skin, to lick your salty semen and tangy arousal from your pussy or cock. They long to spread you open and lock you clean or flick their tongue over your most sensitive parts.

Sit on their face. Don’t give them any bullshit about being to heavy they are fucking Minotaurs and you will sit on their face so help them Dionysus.

Suffocation??? Who gives a shit about that, fucking sit on them and let them eat your ass/pussy out!!!!! If they die they die, and they will die with no regrets.

They are so soft with you though, loving touches and praising how good you taste and feel around and in them. How good you sound calling their names and begging for them. Such a darling thing, a sweet pretty love.

Yeah they are the kings/queens of accidental overstim. It’s always just one more orgasm, one more sweet baby, just give me one more. God they love you so much, please let them keep going, please just one more orgasm, just one more sweet orgasm.

Your legs will be shaking, you’ll be cockdumb/pussydrunk to the point you can barely speak but you keep going because you love them so much and gods it feels so fucking good.

You will be covered in fluids. Cum, semen, spit, all over the place. Covering your skin, filling your mouth, filling you. There will not be an area untouched by them and you love it.

#monster x reader #monster fucker #monster lover #monster x human #terat0philliac #terato

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nouearth · 7 months

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baby-sitting for miguel o'hara. (part ii)

miguel o'hara x m!reader headcanons.

part i.

warnings: smut, perverted!miguel, top!miguel, soft!miguel at times!!, bottom!male reader, small!male reader, thoughts of sex, fantasy!sex, masturbation, humping, kinda domestic idk.

notes: it's been a long time coming. 💀 i honestly was struggling to find like a plot for the second part, or just how to move forward. lmao. but i hope this turned out okay???

—never again, miguel promised himself that night.

—it had been a few weeks since he last jerked off to your briefs. the blue undergarment that he came into were thrown somewhere under his bed, far from his reach.

—and as tempting as it was to smell you again, he mustered up the courage to leave the stained fabric alone.

—for good.

—miguel despised what he had become.

—settling his sex life on a lone piece of fabric, it was pathetic.

—from dusk til dawn, you participated in a triathlon of his delirious state of mind and competed for several awards that would then be mediated by miguel.

—had it been a real competition, he would’ve been fired for exhibiting extreme favoritism because you’d win all the trophies and medals.

—a ‘helping hand’ award he would award you a few mornings ago, where he jerked off to the thought of you giving him a handjob during his lunch break.

—multiple ‘most improved’ awards for when you were able to throat his cock a little more than before.

—and another for when your ass was able to take miguel in without needing to pause or adjust for his size, even if the strain of your facial expressions told a different story.

—gagging in between moans, coughing out thick globs of spit, wincing in bittersweet pain when he pushed in, arching in complete pleasure when he pushed out.

—he loved the idea of watching and hearing you struggle because of his cock.

—though, it was only until recently when he began feeling a strong sense of guilt for portraying you in such a manner.

—it was a promotion at work that allowed his hours to be more flexible than before, and miguel utilized that to the fullest by spending every waking second with his daughter.

—and you.

—even when he came home early, he never sent you home.

—maybe it was the perfect opportunity to get one step closer into your pants.

—or maybe he wanted to get to know the babysitter that gabriella had taken an extreme liking to.

—get to know the babysitter that had somehow made miguel feel something more than simply lust.

—you hungry? you haven’t taken your eyes off of your thesis paper since i got here.

—hm...?

—that night, you’d look up at him with those bright eyes, that bright smile that latched onto miguel’s adam apple and made it hard for him to swallow.

—it was as radiant as the first time he saw you. one wouldn’t be able to tell that you’ve been pulling all-nighters for the past few weeks.

—oh! i guess i’m a little hungry. i haven’t eaten since breakfast—

—breakfast? i told you that you could rummage through the pantries, right? you practically live here at this point.

—i know, i know! once i get in the zone, i kind of forget about everything… except for gabriella! it’s funny. as loud as her cries are, they’re kind of my savior right now.

—hm...

—it’s getting late, so i’ll just whip up something at home—

—no, stay. i’ll cook something.

—sir, you don’t have to—

—miguel’s chest swelled. that word again.

—i’m cooking. stay, or i’m firing you for wasting my ingredients.

—hey, unfair! pretty sure that’s a violation of our contract or something!

—it didn’t take long for it to become a regular occurrence.

—miguel would cook a late dinner for two, and he’d join you on the couch with a plate of what the limit of his culinary skills could whip up.

—it wasn’t like this every day, but it was often, which was more than what miguel could ask for.

—he would use the little time he had with you to learn about you more. your interests, your background, your passions, your personality, and you’d do the same.

—on some nights, he’d proof-read your thesis paper and provide some feedback that you would immediately take in consideration and make the changes to your paper.

—on many nights, he’d simply close your laptop and force you to take a break because as alluring as those recent eye bags were, your health was a priority.

—stay for the night. it’s late.

—i’m almost done for the night! i just have a few more—

—nope, you’ve used up all your excuses. i’m confiscating this.

—where am i even supposed to sleep?!

—and on those many nights, you’d end up sleeping on miguel’s couch despite the persistent offers of his comfier bed.

—there would be times where you two would chat into the night while the tv played in the background.

—you’d ask each other about your day, tell stories about gabriella, bond over shared interests, fueled debates over a quality of a certain movie, until fatigue hit either you or miguel.

—usually you were the first one to fall asleep, and he would watch you silently.

—the flickering lights from the tv would accentuate your features in the night, and he never knew he could find you even more handsome.

—your complete vulnerability was enticing.

—you would curl into the blanket he’d given you, and miguel would take the time to count the seconds it would take for you to exhale your dreams.

—the longer it was, the deeper you were into your sleep.

—it wouldn’t be until thirty exhales more that miguel would send himself to bed.

—five seconds, miguel would find himself mimicking the pattern of your breath before he drifted off into the night.

—then there would be nights where the subject matter would be more personal, more than miguel would have liked.

—does it get lonely sometimes?

—i’d be lying if i said no. not all the time, though. i have gabriella.

—huh…

—is that why you’re a complete grump all the time?

—watch it.

—i’m kidding! good thing you have me too, right?

—yeah.

—good thing i have you too… miguel sighed heavily at the empty side of his bed, staring into the darkness until the shadows from the night had forged a shape of your body.

—he closed his eyes when he felt a whisper of your lips near his, barely ghosting over his pair, and stroke himself to the possible reality of you becoming his.

—fuck... he then lied on his stomach and began humping into the bed, against the bed sheets, and held the imagination of your body close to his own, protecting you like his life depended on it.

—i need you… miguel pressed his face into the pillow, inhaling the memory of your shampoo as he polished his hips further into the bed.

—his cock rubbed in between his body and the soft sheets as he’d imagine unsheathing himself in and out of you at a slow yet steady pace.

—because he needed to savor you.

—he would imagine how you’d respond with every thrust.

—your words would glue to your throat because you’d be too overwhelmed by his size, by the pleasure that miguel would finally be delivering to you, by the doting hold around you, and with the aid of his hips, your words would like crystallized honey.

—miguel would push his cock into you deeper, taking in the sound of your voice into his with a warm kiss. — i—

—you would draw out sounds from your throat until they were practically begs when miguel would pull out excruciatingly slow to tease, then a demand as he would doubt your confession by cautiously following the outline of your pucker with the tip of his cock.

— need—

—his hips would lift, then come down onto you like hail. hard and sudden as his cock would ram into your tight fill, knock your breath back into the tight of your throat.

— you—

—you need him.

—miguel could tell from the way you completed allowed him to invade your reserve until he was balls-deep inside of you.

—from the way he’d pull out once more and your hole would memorize the shape of his cock, down to his thick girth. puckering to the recollection of his throbbing veins.

—and he’d be the one to bridge the puzzle pieces together as he would press himself forward and bend your legs back before slamming his cock back into you with the delirious evocation of lust.

—you would stifle your moans into your forearm as the bed rocked to the strong rhythm of miguel’s thrusts, but he’d pull your arms away and hold your wrists above your head.

—he needed to hear you.

—hear how much you wanted him, how much you needed him.

— i’m going to come—

—you’d grunt in between the heavy and sticky sounds of your skin colliding against one another, into the thick air that you and miguel had mutually forged together.

—his other hand had been wrapped around your cock, jerking the throbbing muscle to every count of his balls bouncing off your bottom.

—he would squeeze and stroke, your pre-cum coming down in thick drips, and he would thumb at the slippery wet slip until the pad of his thumb was layered in your thick substance.

—until his fist was covered in a glorious amount of your warm cum, inking him deep with your devotion before feeding you of your own need.

—he would bring his hand up to you and slip two fingers inside of your mouth. your tongue would slowly roll over his cum-covered digits, sucking the bittersweetness off of him.

—it wouldn’t be long until it would be miguel’s turn.

—miguel would continue bringing the remaining fingers up to your mouth for you to cleanse him off, and it would be enough for him to have him in shambles.

—imagining you devour your own sweet lust until all five of his fingers were polished clean awakened him to another level of pure ecstasy, and miguel groaned, rocking desperately into his bed.

—your warm hands would all over his toned body, fueling the tension in his stomach as you would prioritize the center of his abdomen.

—fuck, come in me—

—miguel would his weight onto you, his large body practically devouring you in sheer size as the heat and sweat confined you to the parameters, and he’d hold you close once more by slipping his arms around you.

—a cycle of thrusts quickened every round and you held onto him. kissing at the side of his neck. suckling at the round of his shoulder.

—i’m coming… he muttered to himself, to no one but the wrinkled sheets beneath him, and fucked his cock harder into his bed.

—and when you heard a shudder coming from the depths of miguel’s strained throat, you licked a stripe at the center of his throat to pacify him, making your way to the plush of his lips, and kissed him at the pivot of his climax.

—miguel would exhale hard against your mouth before kissing you and spilling delirious moans into the captivity when he would begin flooding your insides with his thick and warm cum.

—heavy ropes would ricochet off your violated inside, but miguel would press into you closer, harder, and intimately so, until your foreheads were bruised into one another.

—in occurring reality, miguel painted his bed sheets in thick layers of warmth and musk. layers of cum wetting his bed as he desperately held onto his fantasies with sensitive rolls of his hips.

—his tongue would tangle into yours, practicing a slow, sensitive waltz as his softening cock would sink deep into your hole.

—and you would moan and suckle around him as you felt every drop of cum warm you from the inside and out, shielding you from the goosebumps that would frost your skin.

—the kiss would remain its passionate dance as you both relaxed into each other. your legs unwrapped to tangle into miguel’s, expertly lifting the blanket over your feet in the process.

—he would hold you tighter once he broke the kiss, turning you on your side as he lied flat on his back.

—your head would rest on his chest after pulling the remaining blanket up to your bodies and you would sigh, suddenly feeling drowsier with miguel’s warm caress aiding sleep against your back.

—for the remaining moment, he would gaze at the sheen of sweat that highlighted the flush of your skin.

—he would listen to the beat your heart, slowly coming to its resting pace as you succumb to sleep under the spell of his doting touch.

—and he would strangely feel a need to hold you, shelter you inside of his arms because he feared something would happen to you.

—fuck.

—miguel quickly rolled back onto his back in the midst of catching his breath, the shadows that had formed the image of you unfurling into obscurity.

—he felt his heart race, bullets rebounding off the beating surface like a drum, and he placed a hand over his chest to pacify at the sudden swell of his chest. —i think i love you.

nouearth. please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works. and if you like this story, please reblog and leave a like!

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kazutora-kurokawa · 3 months

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Me U & Hennessy: Toman Founders x Fem Reader

♡ NSFW, vibes → smut, drug use (only weed) + hints at a blunt rotation, alcohol, established relationship for each scenario, public sex, bathroom sex, closet sex, unprotected sex + creampie, sex while intoxicated, oral (fem and male receiving), discreet thigh riding, thighjob, fingering, pet names + praise, and biting, this was unfortunately proofread and my eyes are killing me, buckle up because this is a long read ♡

note 1: This includes all of the Toman founders and is kinda different from what I normally write. I loved writing this (Baji’s part especially) and I'm super proud of how this turned out!

note 2: Huge thank you to @i-literally-cant-with-this for planting this idea in my head and offering help. Sarah I love you 😭🩷

note 3: This is the last note I swear and it's probably the most important one too…I HIT 100 FOLLOWERS AND 2500 LIKES 🥳 I love y'all so much 😭

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Playing cards, snacks, and shot glasses littered the living room table of Mitsuya’s apartment. It was the up and coming fashion designer’s turn to host Toman’s weekly get together and you all took advantage of it by having a smoke sesh. Draken pointed the blunt in your direction, you tried to hold your hand up in an attempt to decline but instinctively grabbed it instead. You were stoned out of your mind and kinda tipsy off a couple shots of henny, so it was probably a good idea to pass it to Mitsuya.

Smoke crowded the room, forcing Baji to open the window. “Baji close the window, it's freezing man!” Kazutora whined while curling up on the couch next to you. “I’m tryna air the room out dipshit! Go get a blanket if you’re cold!” “You two argue like a goddamn married couple.” Draken intervened, chuckling with Mitsuya (who was actively coughing his lungs up). This is essentially how every smoke sesh with them went. Baji and Kazutora arguing, Draken and Mitsuya laughing at everything like two schoolgirls, Mikey raiding the kitchen every five minutes, and Pah-Chin being super quiet and just absorbing the chaos going on around him. Me U & Hennessy by DeJ Loaf blasted in the background, filling your head with unholy thoughts and your inebriation only elevated your desire to fuck. And it most certainly didn’t go unnoticed.

Mikey 💠

As Mikey walked back into the living room his eyes landed on you, noticing the way your breathing became heavy. He walked over to the couch and asked if you wanted to go outside for some fresh air, seemingly oblivious to the way your eyes were devouring him. You two slid out the front door of Mitsuya’s apartment, making your way outside and behind the apartment's staircase. Mikey immediately broke the silence before you could say anything. “So what’s bothering you?” “Nothing’s-” “Shut it! I know you better than that, it’s so obvious that you’re soaked right now.”

You couldn’t even argue with him, he was right for once. “You wanna get fucked right? Prove how bad you want it then.” On instinct you got on your knees as Mikey unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. He tapped the tip of his dick on your outstretched tongue before slipping the entirety of his length in your mouth. He paused when he felt you gag around him, giving you a moment to adjust to the fullness you felt in your throat. “You look so pretty when you’re choking on my dick ♡” The praise combined with the dirtiness of his words invigorated you, pushing past the slight pain in your throat you started bobbing your head. When you could tell when he was close you started to speed up and pay extra attention to his tip, swirling your tongue around it and leaving kisses on it. “Fuck that’s it, just like that princess~” You quickly slipped him back in your mouth before he came, desperate to feel his hot load go down your throat. He gripped the back of your neck as he came, grunting and praising you all the while. “You better be ready to get fucked when we get home princess, I’m gonna be inbetween your legs all night ♡”

Draken 🐉

After almost laughing himself to death with Mitsuya, Draken noticed the way you shifted on the couch. The way your thighs rubbed together in discomfort. “Hey y/n, you okay? Need me to walk you to the bathroom?” He asked, a playful tone in his voice. “Yeah I actually do.” You got up and followed Draken’s lead into the narrow hallway, stopping at a door that most definitely wasn’t the bathroom. “This isn’t the bathroom.” Draken opened the door to what looked like a supply closet. “Why would I take you to the bathroom if I know that's not what you need right now?” He walked in the closet, beckoning you to follow him. Normally you’d refuse, especially since you were in Mitsuya’s house, but he was just so tempting. You walked into the closet, closing and locking the door behind you.

Before you knew it you two were undressed and he had you bent over with your hands gripping a shelf. His thick cock stretching your tight little pussy with each thrust. If it wasn’t for you biting your lip, your moans would be heard citywide. “So fucking tight, feel so good wrapped around me.” “Faster~” “Oh yea? You want it faster darling? I'll give it to you as fast as you want ♡” Lewd noises filled the closet as Draken pounded into you, hands squeezing your hips tighter and tighter until he finally filled you up. He stayed inside you, not wanting a single drop of his cum to leak out of your cunt. “Let's just stay like this for a while, okay babydoll?”

Baji 🔥

“Baji close the damn windows!” Kazutora yelled at him for the tenth time in a row. “Okay fine, I’ll close the damn windows!” Baji yelled back, annoyed about having to get up again to close the windows he just opened. As he finished closing the windows he turned to Kazutora. “There you happy now?” “Very happy, thank you.” You could hear Baji mumble under his breath as he walked towards the glass door of Mitsuya’s balcony. “I’m gonna go get some air.” He stated, as if anyone other than you were listening. After a few minutes you got up from the couch to join him on the balcony, which probably wasn’t the safest thing considering you just consumed alcohol not that long ago. Baji looked in your direction as you stepped out onto the balcony.

“Hey cutie! Decided to join me?” You nodded in agreement, blushing at the pet name. “Come here pretty girl, lemme hold you.” You walked over to the railing of the balcony, letting him wrap his strong arms around your waist. The cool night air felt so good on your warm skin, but what felt even better was Baji’s hands roaming your body. “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice how warm you are?” His hands slid down to undo your pants. “I remember you mentioning how you’ve always wanted to fuck on a balcony.” “Baji…I wasn’t being serious. I was probably drunk when I said it anyway.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear. “Nah, you were dead sober, so I know it wasn’t the henny talking. Lemme fuck those pretty thighs~” He softly bit into your neck as he slid your pants and panties down far enough for him to comfortably slide inbetween your thighs.

“You’re so fucking warm baby, dripping wet too. You been waiting for this haven’t you?” You could only nod in agreement as his girthy cock slid between your thighs, going back and forth across your soaking wet pussy. The tip of his dick brushing up against your clit, sending shivers down your spine. You were so fucked out and he didn't even put it in. You never even considered that the rest of the guys might see you two, or the fact that you were literally outside. But that didn't matter, not when Baji was biting on your neck and shoulder, nibbling on your ear, and telling you how good you felt. “You feel so good, taste good too. Just can't get enough of you.” Baji’s thrusts started to become sloppier, but he quickly composed himself because he knew exactly what he wanted. He slid his hand between your legs, playing with your clit while he slowly rubbed his cock between your slick folds. As you gushed all over his length, he slipped inside you, filling your pussy with his cum and keeping you warmer than a shot of Henny ever could.

Kazutora 🐅

As Baji proceeded to ignore his complaints about the cold air from the windows, Kazutora decided to actually follow his advice and try to find a blanket. “Hey y/n, come with me to find a blanket real quick?” You two made your way through the hallway, checking closets filled with fabrics and sewing equipment. Kazutora stumbled upon the bathroom and decided to go through the cabinet under the sink. “Kazutora I don't think there's any blankets under there.” You giggled while sitting down on the edge of the tub. “Well duh, I know that. I'm just snooping around a little.” After finding nothing of interest he closed the cabinet, turning his attention to you.

He walked over and crouched down in front of you, laying his head on your thighs. He whimpered underneath you as your fingers gently ran through his hair. “Lemme taste you angel~” He mumbled into your thighs. You didn’t even get a chance to respond before he started taking off your pants, desperate to get a taste of you. “Tora slow down, you act like I’m gonna slip through your fingers.” His muffled response reverberated through your body as he buried his face between your legs, leaving kisses on the insides of your thighs. He practically started drooling when he slid your panties off, taking a moment to admire your pretty pussy before grabbing your thighs and pulling you closer. His tongue circled your clit, sliding between your wet folds to gather as much of your juices on his tongue as he could. He didn’t even bother to praise you, he was far too invested in devouring you to pull away. As the heat in your body built up you gripped his hair, grinding your pussy on his face. His grip on your thighs loosened, allowing you to squeeze his head in between them, letting himself become engulfed in your drenched cunt.

Pah-Chin 🔷

The heat growing between your legs started to become unbearable, prompting you to head to the kitchen for some water to cool you off and maybe sober you up a little. As you chugged a bottle of water you felt a pair of strong hands grip your waist, almost making you choke on the water. You looked back only to be greeted by Pah’s face, his head resting on your shoulder. “Jeez Pah, you scared the hell outta me! Do you need something?” “No, but I can tell that you do.” His hand slid from your waist to the waistband of your pants as he placed delicate kisses on your neck. “Really, in the kitchen of all places? The guys might see us!” “It’s fine baby, just trust me.”

He unbuttoned your pants and slid his calloused hand into your underwear, circling your clit with his middle finger. “You’re so fucking wet for me, lemme take care of you.” His thick fingers worked their way inside you, stretching you out. It was so hard to stay quiet as his fingers went in and out, curling into you and hitting every spot you liked. “You close sugar? I'm not stopping til you cream on my fingers ♡” He didn't have to wait long, as the knot in your stomach unraveled and you finished all over his fingers. Not even a full minute later, with his hand still in your pants, he was asking for more. “You think you can gimme another one baby?”

Mitsuya 🪻

As the smoke in the room started to clear, Mitsuya looked over at you. His eyes scanned every inch of your body, mesmerized by you. He didn’t know if it was the weed heightening his senses or if you’ve always looked as attractive as you did now, and he couldn’t care less. He just wanted you, needed to feel your warmth against him. “Hey love, why don’t you come sit on my lap?” The tone in his voice was so sweet and inviting, how could you deny him? You got up from your place on the couch and positioned yourself on his lap, eventually shifting to just sitting on one of his thighs. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close and kissing your shoulder.

He leaned in and whispered in your ear. “I want you to use me to get off ♡” “Taka, not now we-” Mitsuya held his finger against your lips, politely signaling you to shut up. “It’s okay love, I’ll be discreet. Just be as quiet as you can, okay?” You nodded, relaxing in his grip as he slowly rocked your hips back and forth. The music playing from Draken’s bluetooth speaker blared throughout the room, masking the small whimpers you made as Mitsuya put more force on your hips, increasing the friction between his thigh and your clothed cunt. “Go ahead and cum for me pretty baby ♡” You bit your lip to conceal the moan that threatened to spill from your mouth as you came, leaving your panties a soaked mess. “Wanna continue this in my room sweetheart?”

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#tokyo revengers smut #draken smut #kazutora smut #baji smut #mikey sano smut #pah chin smut #mitsuya smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x reader smut

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rootbeerworshiper · 3 months

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Idk if u do requests but if you do could u do a fic where the reader is matts gf and she has psychic abilities/ gets alot more affected by paranormal and can dometimes see things and she goes with thr triplets to be in the sam and colby video amd she's getting targeted the whole night and she does the elevator game with mstt and sees a lady walk in on the 5th floor amd has a panic attack and matt comforts her ? That's kinda alot but 😘

All My Ghosts Matt Sturniolo x reader

warnings: panic attack and paranormal shit (obviously) otherwise just fluff !

i loveeee this request sm pls give me more!!

love, sienna <3

growing up you had always had a feeling deep down that someone or something was always watching you.

it wasn’t always in a creepy way, sometimes you’d have “imaginary friends” that only you could see, and you were told that that’s normal.

seeing figures and hearing faint laughing in the background was your normal, but you’d be lying if you said it never got to you.

you always felt different, like you understood things differently than most, on a deeper level. you felt emotions on a heavy scale, you were always referred to as an empath.

so even if you knew that what you experienced wasn’t a common occurrence to most, it was difficult getting anyone to understand you.

youtube was a safe haven for you, as dumb as that may sound. you could come home from getting teased at school and hop into bed to watch the new dan and phil video.

it was silly how many people you had watched growing up, spanning from ldshadowlady to the dolan twins, it was addictive and you simply couldn’t get enough.

eventually, you found yourself watching a channel that you were especially drawn to. a channel that talked about some of the experiences you’ve had in your life, the paranormal ones that is.

their names were sam and colby, and it didn’t take long for you to become obsessed with watching them walk through haunted hotels and asylums all while seeing and hearing things that were familiar to you.

to most it was scary, to you it was comforting. you weren’t alone in seeing those things, just some people had to look for it more than others.

you met Matt when you were working at your local panera bread. it was a normal, mostly shitty, shift but as you finished wiping down your station you heard this addicting laugh entering the store.

your head practically shot up, wanting to see where it came from, and to your surprise the contagious laugh was coming from one of three triplets.

for whatever reason they looked familiar to you but you weren’t sure why.

after some small talk you figured out they were youtubers, and this would not be the last time you saw them.

it became a regular occurrence for them to come to your workplace, sometimes just ordering a sweet tea and still leaving a tip.

Matt came in the most, always leaving you flustered behind the counter as he ordered.

eventually you exchanged socials and began talking about more than a new special, and you really enjoyed talking to him.

you had been going out with him for a few months at this point, already best friends with both of his brothers.

which leaves you to now, hanging out with your boyfriend on the couch as you explain all the shit you endured growing up, a shocked expression plastered on his precious face.

“wait you’ve seen like actual fucking figures?” he’s dumbfounded at something you were told was normal.

you just shrug. “i was always told that it was normal to have imaginary friends i don’t know. i just thought i had more than most people”

“y/n that is definitely not a normal experience oh my god that is terrifying i’m so sorry” he places his hand on your shoulder as if to console you.

it’s rare that someone realizes the pain that this small thing has caused you and you aren’t sure how to feel. “Matt it’s fine i promise. it’s just become a thing now i don’t know, i was just scared you wouldn’t believe me because it is kinda crazy”

“of course i believe you you’re my girlfriend, i just can’t believe you’ve been going through that alone” he still looks concerned but i smile to lighten the mood.

“i’m okay i just wanna cuddle with my boyfriend on the couch” he leans back, allowing you to lay comfortably on top of him and rest your head on his chest.

“i think we’re doing a colab soon and Nick wanted me to ask if you wanted to be in it”

you had been in a few videos before, but mostly just caught in the background of vlogs, saying few sentences on camera.

dating a famous youtuber definitely had its downsides, and you weren’t in the mood to deal with the hate you’d receive, even though Matt wants nothing more than to show you off.

“collab with who?” you ask, wrapping our arm around his waist and you lean in closer.

“i don’t know if you know who they are but their names are sam and colby and i think they make like-“

“shut the fuck up no way!” he looks just as confused and he is intrigued at your sudden jump off of his chest.

you place your hand on his chest to stabilize yourself. “i used to be obsessed with them throughout like all of middle school and most of high school” you smile

“so that’s a yes?” he asks, looking up at you with pure lust in his eyes.

you hadn’t actually though about it, too excited over the fact that the youtubers you once watched were talking to your boyfriend.

as fun and surreal as it would be, you can’t help but think about how nerve wracking it would be. but you love your boyfriend, and you love sam and colby, so you nod. “that’s exactly what that means”

it had been a few months since that conversation, and you are now in Texas, preparing to film in the most haunted hotel there.

at this point your nerves have subsided, you’ve met both sam and colby (somehow managing to play it cool) and you feel comfortable with them.

a sense of excitement has taken over and you welcome it with open arms, feeling like a kid again, even if you are actually 20.

“you ready?” Matt looks down to you as sam sets up the camera.

you nod and smile, butterflies in your stomach as you imagine the fun you’re about to have with some of your favourite people.

the 6 of you are standing in the lobby, an open area filled with gold framed art work and marble flooring at your disposal.

you can’t help but hold matt’s hand the moment the camera is turned towards you, the confident feeling you had moment prior slowly escaping you.

the intro goes as it always does, a bit of a premise for what’s to come and an introduction to the guests.

it all feels surreal but eventually you begin exploring the hotel.

everything is okay at first, jokes being cracked about ghosts and sam making fun of Matt’s fear of elevators, you haven’t noticed anything yet.

that is until you feel a small tug on your shirt from behind and immediately jump, clutching onto Matt.

“holy shit what was that?” Chris asks, voice filled with concern as he back away.

“something just tugged on my shirt holy shit”

Matt just hugs you back, he can already see the edits but he’s more focused on making you comfortable. “i think that was Samantha” Colby says from behind the camera. “apparently she likes to tug on clothing and even tickle guests at the hotel”

this just sends a shiver down your spine but you try to keep a brave face, especially considering you had only been filming for about 20 minutes. “hello Samantha!” you joke, shaking away the nerves and letting go of your boyfriend.

the video continues, and you all continue to walk through the haunted space, occasionally hearing knocking and footsteps. but it brings you a small sense of comfort knowing that everyone hears it, you aren’t alone.

you make it to the most haunted room, room 525 where two women passed away tragically in the bathtub. “who ripped ass in here oh my god” Nick groans, furrowing his eyebrows and plugging his nose instantly.

it truly smells terrible, but for whatever reason you’ve smelt only before. a few years ago you were with some friends in Boston when you explored some tunnels under a bridge, it was said that multiple people had overdosed there, leaving it haunted.

the smell of the tunnels is almost identical to the smell of the room, but you avoid telling anyone about it, not wanting to talk on camera more than you have to.

although the group is only in there momentarily, you hear something coming from the bathroom.

a scream. coming from a woman.

you try to hide the look of terror that appears on your face when you jump back. “did anyone else hear that?” you ask, not wanting to be the only one. you notice the camera that appears in your face almost instantly.

except you were the only one, unless its heard on the footage later. “what did you hear?” Matt asks looking towards you with all of his attention.

“just a uh woman screaming i don’t know” you rub your hands on your face, attempting to gain composure. “she sounded terrified”

“we’ll definitely have to do an investigation in here later” Sam says, but inevitably you all leave the room to go explore more.

and you do just that, exploring all different areas of the haunted hotel.

the nerves have gone away slightly, and although you still see the occasional figure in the corner, you just avoid mentioning it, not wanting to come off as a fake.

Colby then brings up the idea of an elevator ritual, and Nick and Chris have made it their mission to send you and Matt on that quest, alone.

you aren’t normally terrified of elevators, not nearly as much as your boyfriend, but the idea of a woman spirit (who you may see) joining you on the 5th floor makes you uneasy.

“we don’t have to if you don’t want, i can go in alone” Matt looks down to you, whispering quietly to avoid being heard by the others.

you feel stupid, Matt’s the one with the elevator fear, no way he should go in alone. “no Matt i’m good, i’ll just cry in the fetal position if it comes down to it”

he laughs and places a kiss to your temple, out of frame of course.

and so it’s settled. you and Matt will take place in the ritual, spanning from almost every floor of the hotel, while the boys below use something called the “onvoy” to talk to spirits.

they make a few jokes about what they’ll do if you die in there and say their “goodbyes”.

you and Matt head into the elevator that has just opened without any buttons pressed, camera in hand.

(i’m making up random numbers here bc i cant be bothered to copy every one from the vid so ignore that)

“okay first floor is… floor 4” you say, Matt immediately presses the button and you go up.

it continues like that for majority of the floors, just the door opening and no one out there. this isn’t too bad.

this is until the 5th floor, where Matt has to invite a woman into the elevator with you.

to the average person with little belief in ghosts, this would be nothing, funny even. but to you? the moment he finished that sentence you felt a breeze run across your chest.

all of a sudden, the small box felt smaller. your breathing increased as the elevator door shut and you just grabbed onto Matt’s hand. you try your best to breathe but it feels like you can’t inhale. like the presence of a ghostly woman has literally taken up to much space for you to receive oxygen.

Matt notices immediately by the way you squeeze your eyes shut and for whatever reason the elevator stops.

“oh my god holy fuck” you mutter out. he helps you to the floor and you bring your knees up to your chest. by this point the camera has been tossed to the side as Matt sits next to you.

“breathe y/n you’re okay” he rubs your back and begins taking deep breaths for you to follow along.

“i should be comforting you- the elevators stuck and your scared and-“ you blurt out in between quick breaths.

he gently grabs the side of your face to turn you towards him. “look at me” you bring your eyes to his, you’re lip now quivering. “what happened? you can tell me i’ll believe anything you say okay?”

“i can feel her in here Matt. like i felt her walk in and now the elevator feels smaller and-“ you throw your head back against the wall of the elevator.

“remember when you helped me with my panic attack?” he holds both of your hands and you nod. “i need you to do what you told me to do”

“focus on me. don’t focus on the elevator or the ghosts just look at me okay?” you bring your eyes back to him. “now you just have to match my breathing yeah?”

he takes long, loud deep breaths and slowly you are able to follow along, feeling less stressed than before. the moment you’ve caught up on your breathing you place your head on his shoulder, fully relaxing into him.

“i’m so sorry you have to see shit like that it’s probably terrifying” he now rubs your shoulder.

even though you are locked in an elevator in a haunted hotel in an unfamiliar state, you feel mostly okay, because you have Matt.

suddenly the elevator begins moving again, going down. a wave of relief washes over you because the fact that it’s going down means the ritual didn’t work.

Matt begins to stand up, reaching his hand out to help you up as well and he films a very quick summery of what just happened (minus your full fledged panic attack)

everything’s okay again. you land on the main floor to meet the boys once again and although your terrified, you know that you have people here that support you, and that means more than any ghost ever will.

a/n: i hope i did this justice bc i had so much fun writing it!! ily anon

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo fluff #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo fanfic #matthew sturniolo #sam and colby

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riinkun-art-stuff · 4 months

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Howdy ho! I'm very excited to finally be able to share this illustration I worked on as part of this year's @bumblebybigbang for @tahnex's lovely and super fun fic (with no pain attached whatsoever), "Of Dragons and Panthers," which you can read here! As soon as I read the original notes on it this scene captured me so much I had to do something dramatic for it. It's been such a pleasure watching the whole collab come together, tysm for having me!

First time joining an event like this, and I'd love to again if the opportunity comes around hehe. Still a few postings to go on this one, the pieces before us this year have knocked it out of the park and I'm super excited to see the rest once they come around!

Made a few process cuts just for fun, which I left under the cut!

I did do a few sketches roughly before I started out, especially based on other parts of the chapter, but this particular composition was so fixed in my mind that I ended up just sticking with it. In retrospect, I would've loved to go back and do some more thorough exploration for it. Here are a few of the sketches I managed to fish back up:

I also was thinking of trying a few other doodles/another big piece, but ended up not really having the time between other obligations :')

And the sketch I finally settled on:

Inking was SUCH a fun process on this piece in particular. I'm a huge fan of how dragon!Yang's mane turned out, especially, and all the detailing on the head and around Blake's fur and such. Feel like I'm really satisfied w the particular way the line weight variations came out, and it's where the piece shines the most imo.

Panther!Blake, too. Oh gosh. I feel like it took me a lot of reworking to get her structure to a point where she felt very leopard-like, rather than any other type of big cat- especially around the head.

Colours were such a challenging part. There was a big feeling I had for that glow coming off dragon!Yang in the middle of the heavy rain- I love seeing that sort of effect in real life so that's something I'm really hoping to work to capture better as I practice. Trying to get dragon!Yang's slight iridescence in there and to balance out the lighting on panther!Blake's fur each took a long time, too- I'm only a pinch sad that a good chunk of it is covered by other lighting effects XD

Blake's rosettes were SO fun. Augguhugg.

In terms of backgrounds. HOO boy I was going through a strange patch in life while working on the background and final polish for this piece, which is why (at least I feel like) it looks kinda rushed. I have been practicing natural landscapes and doing some observational studies but still struggling to get those rock shapes quite right, which I think is a big make or break point of something like this. I did really enjoy toying around with inking on the foliage and foreground layers of the ground, though! And in the end, lighting and effects ended up masking a lot of the big weak spots :D

I think natural effects like smoke/steam, and rain, are big things that I got to practice more of in this piece, but also really would like to get better at in future. Esp since I feel like it's been a great opportunity to mess around with different colours and brushes that I use way less, which I'm always grateful for w painting. I think just layering the rain on its own ended up being about 10 odd layers?

I think the only other thing I would have loved to improve is to just help the piece feel more Bumbleby™ in the final look. I think I like the cool colours of the lighting for this particular outcome, but I also would have probably tried to have made things much clearer (ahem at the very least switch to yellow/purple) in the long run in terms of representation and resemblance. Ik that at least for me it is fairly easy to associate the two characters with dragons and panthers since I'm more familiar w the fandom lingo around these two, but esp for outsiders I feel like it's probably not great at conveying who they are, and why they are potentially in this situation.

I'd also love to try and find a shading style that still has a painterly quality but compliments the inking a bit better, rather than overpowering it.

I think that, on the whole, I am pretty satisfied with the piece and had a great time working with Tahnex on the whole collab! And I've also has a fun time reading his work and notes in return, and thank you so much for being so so patient with me even as my updates were slow n rocky at points :'D

That's about all I got, have a great day y'all! Still a few big bang postings to go, so very excited for those once they come around!

#riinkun art stuff #my art #digital art #bumbleby big bang #bbb2023 #rwby #YIPPEEEE #very very happy to finally be able to show this off aaaaahugghh!!!!#it's been v cool working on this collab- tysm for having me again! :'D

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xoxogossipmal · 27 days

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hi, this is kinda an odd request but could you write maybe a blurb (or oneshot if you somehow can make it long enough) for 2007 tom kaulitz (where he still had his dreads) x fem!reader and basically the band is doing a big concert and reader is also part of the band as a backup singer and guitarist and so during the concert tom like walks up to reader and plays like you know how when that one time he was performing his solo when he was playing pain of love and he walked up to georg and it's kinda like that. sorry i suck at explaining. you can watch the video to understand better. and that kinda just builds up sexual tension. can end in smut if you want. thanks <33

the video: https://youtu.be/4G9NgwtdbkY?si=yitVoPjxjcyTsBTC

WAIT THIS GOES SO HARD HOLY SHIT

⯎ "Crawling back to you." Tom Kaulitz x f.reader

warning/content : boy howday smut, p in v, unprotected sex, you get it <3.

♡ a/n : I had to rewrite ts a bunch of times but yolo whatever 😝

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . "K-I-S-S-I-N-G, I got a thang for you, so how you feel about me?"

₊˚⊹ ᰔ IT WAS about the second night of their world tour, and it was packed. The concert was already sold out, and the venue was full. You and the rest of the band were so excited for tonight.

All night, you and Tom have had the heaviest tension. The band was totally sure something was up with you two.

"Pretty outfit, Y/N." Tom said, smirking slightly while looking at you. You smiled softly and moved a bit of hair out of your face. "Thank you." you replied. You couldn't help but blush slightly. You never really got as many compliments, especially from Tom.

"Komm Schon, concert starts in 5 minutes!"

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The loud crowd singing and screaming below and you could hear Bill's voice sing, the drums banging and the guitar and the bassist all play. You sang softly as you played the guitar in the background of Bill's voice,

"You can't make me stay, I'll break away.."

You backed away from the microphone and played the guitar, Bill's voice ringing through the stadium and all the instruments playing all at once. It was near the end of the song.

As the end of the song rolled by, Tom started walking up to you. You smiled slightly and continued playing your guitar. You and Tom were now standing in front of each other, making eye contact as you played.

Tom was taller than you by about a foot, so he towered over you. Basically looking down at you as he played. (added this bc he's a foot or two taller then me irl :b sorry loves I had too..)

"..No more counting all your lies, no more waiting for your goodbyes.."

You couldn't help it, seriously. You felt.. something as Tom looked at you and you knew everyone probably suspected it. The sexual tension was so thick between you two.

As the song ended, Tom backed away and winked. You swore you felt your face feel hot, and it was definitely not the sweat on your face. You heard the loud cheers and screams. You smiled softly.

finally, the concert came to an end. You waved to the crowd and so did the others.

You were definitely going to have the time of your life tonight, and it wasn't just this concert.

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Back in the hotel, you were pushed against the door with Tom towering over you, kissing you passionately. One of Tom's hands was on your waist and the other was on your chin as he kissed you.

Tom pulled away and smirked, tracing your jawline slowly. "So pretty f'me tonight." He said softly. You felt your heart beat faster and you swallowed quickly. "Tom.."

"mhm? say what you want." Tom slurs, looking down at you as he gripped your waist slightly. You could feel yourself get wet just from his words. They had such an effect on you.

"Just fuck me, Tom. Please." You pleaded, looking up at him. He chuckled lowly, leaning down to kiss your neck slowly. "So impatient," He said, tracing small circles on your waist as he kissed your neck.

He then looked back at you and picked you up, leading you to the bed. You landed on the soft mattress beneath you. "Tom, hurry up.." You whined, looking up at him as he was now on top of you.

"You're so whiny."

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You moaned loudly into the pillow, Tom pounded right behind you. You squeezed your eyes shut from the pleasure. Tom hummed as he watched his thick cock disappear inside you and re-appear with every thrust.

Your small whines and moans came out of you as he continued to thrust into you at a fast pace. "nngh, fuck! s-slow down.." You moaned, your eyes starting to water due to the overwhelming pleasure. You felt the room spin and you swore you were seeing stars.

"s'wet and all ready for me, you knew this would happen." He grunted, picking up the pace of his thrusts. You felt your legs tremble at his words.

You couldn't even think and all that was leaving your mouth was whines and loud moans. Probably the whole hotel could hear you at this point. "oh, fuck.. doing so, mmph, good for me engel.." Tom coo'd, his hands resting on your hips as he thrusted.

All that was heard inside the hotel room was skin slapping and grunts and moans. Your legs were trembling and you were a moaning mess at this point.

"nngh, m'gonna cum.." You whined, feeling the familiar feeling in your lower stomach. Your walls clenched around his thick cock, moaning louder. Tom grunted and gripped your hips slightly.

"cum f'me, schatzi, c'mon." Tom coo'd, thrusting faster. The overwhelming pleasure was too much, and you felt your orgasm wash over you. Tom slowed down his pace and you were breathing heavily.

"s'pretty seeing you like this." Tom said, caressing your hips slowly. "such a good girl f'me."

OH MY GOD FINALLY DONE 😭 I HAD TO RUSH IM SORRY

Glossary corner : "Komm schon" - Come on. "Schatzi" - Treasure. "Engel" - Angel.

Taglist : @itsmealaiah @kqulitzlvr

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz smut #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel smut #tokio hotel fanfic #x reader #xoxogossipmal

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the0racl30fd3lphi · 1 year

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More than friends, less than lovers. x.t

pairing: xavier thorpe x gn!reader

summary: the whole hyde ordeal has faded slowly in the background as life carried on, the student body ready to grasp onto some new drama. luckily for them, a love triangle is exactly what they needed to fuel the gossip.

warnings: fluff, angst, love triangle (kinda)

a/n: y'all this idea literally came to me at 4 in the morning so please bear with me (as i also wrote it at the ass crack of dawn) i am so obsessed with percy and xavier and wanted to write this desperately, he is all i can think about.

word count: 1,727

part 2 part 3

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You hated this. This, stage, between what you were and what you could be. Xavier was your best friend. He always had been, truth be told. Yet as soon as he broke up with Bianca your relationship had a shift. Suddenly somethings had a deeper connotation, a hidden meaning. You didn’t hate it. In fact, this was exactly what you had been waiting for for years. Until She came along.

You didn’t hate Wednesday, unfortunately. She had done nothing to spark your anger. It wasn’t like she was purposely making Xavier adore her. It looked like she would rather be without it, being honest. But did it annoy the hell out of you that he was so enamored with her so quickly, when she did nothing to give the idea that she would reciprocate? And yet he seemed to not want to give up on her? While simultaneously leading you on, making you believe you might have a romantic future with him? And being oblivious to the pain it caused? It was the only thing you ever thought about.

Genuinely, you wondered how he could still be so obsessed with her to buy her a phone, after she wrongfully got him imprisoned. If that wasn’t a walking red flag you didn’t know what was.

You and Xavier had stayed close throughout this internal turmoil you went through. It hurt like a bitch, but you’d be damned if you lost him over a girl he liked. Suppressing your feelings wasn’t anything you were stranger to, there were other ways to get out your thoughts.

Something you did often, that you’d never tell him was how frequently you abused mimicking his ability. At first he had found it interesting and expressed he had no problem with you copying his habits. But if he knew what you used it for he’d probably be mad.

Each night, after leaving his dorm and sneaking back into yours, you drew a photo from that day. What he looked like when he smiled. How he laughed. Taking into extreme detail his face, scrunched, while watching a show together. Though you weren’t really watching the show so much as watching him.

You kept these drawings in a box, under your bed, all the way in the back. It was hidden enough to never be seen or touched by anyone. So you used the late Rowan’s telekinesis ability to bring it out and put it back. Was this a healthy coping mechanism? Oh not at all, seeing as some drawings that originated from the latest of nights and most intimate moments, would have made Wednesday blush. Of course it's all innocent, right up until you put it down on paper.

"Drawing lover boy again?" Your best friend Val, barked at you from across the room.

"Lover boy? That's a new one," you softly put the new drawing of him in the box, and back under your bed in the furthest corner. "Not such an accurate name this time, you're losing your touch my friend."

"Well you wish it was, so close enough in my book," She shrugs and jumps onto your bed.

"Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades," you pull your laptop on your lap, and press play on your favorite show to watch together.

"You sound like your father," She gags and you playfully slap her arm before shushing her and cuddling into her side.

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It was lunch the next day, you had a free period the class before so you were waiting for Xavier to show up at your usual bench in the quad. He was taking a little bit longer than normal so you started early on your homework.

"If it isn't Xavier's little girl," she paused. "friend."

"Bye Bianca," you waved and put the volume up on your phone.

“Where is he this time? With Wednesday maybe?" she crossed her arms and smiled maliciously. "It's already started!" She laughed.

You tried to mind your business, she only ever wants to cause problems and you know this. "What's started?" you kept your eyes on your work, putting the volume lower to hear her better.

“He's bored of you. Just like when he got bored of me and you two got closer? He's onto Wednesday now, and done with you." She raised her eyebrows and put on an innocent doe-eyed look. "Well, anyway, have a good lunch!"

She walked away and went back to her friends. You didn't want to believe it. Would Xavier really replace you with Wednesday? He couldn't, he wouldn't. Even when he was dating Bianca, sure you hung out less, but you were still in his life. She was just trying to get in your head right?

“Sorry I'm late, got a little held up in class," He put his stuff down next to him and grabbed some food from the lunch you packed for the two of you. Cooking had become a stress habit for you, so nightly you sneak into the kitchens and prepare something for the next day.

“What kept you?" You put your stuff in your bag and grabbed a snack from the pile.

"Class, I said that didn't I?" He talked through a mouthful of food.

“Yeah but, what kept you? The teacher? Extra work?” you tried to press while eating your half of the lunch.

“Uh, just some extra credit work, wanna bring my grade up you know?” His answer was strained, and his eyes looked anywhere but at yours. So you followed his gaze, to Wednesday.

“Yeah, for sure,” You mumbled and went back to eating. Even if you wanted to escape him for another hour, to try and calm the thoughts in your head, you couldn’t. You two had the same class next period and you always walked together.

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The day felt strained, any conversation with Xavier fell off track and eventually died out too soon. It’d been too long since this pattern started. Ever since she came to Nevermore, things slowly got worse between you two. You weren’t as close as before and it killed you.

So like every night, afraid to break habit, you snuck out of Xavier’s dorm to hang out. Right before you were going to knock on the door you heard two hushed voices in the room.

“You can’t keep doing this Xavier, you’re hurting her.” a voice pressed him for answers, sounding upset.

“We’re fine, Ajax.” Xavier fought back, offended anyone would accuse him of doing anything to hurt you.

“How dense are you that everyone can see it, but you?” Ajax stressed the end of his sentence still trying to be quiet.

“See what!” Xavier was getting increasingly agitated.

Your grip on the handle faltered and it wiggled just loud enough for both boys to notice it. Suddenly the door was opening and you smiled sheepishly at Xavier, “Hi.”

“I’m gonna leave,” Ajax looked between the both of you and you moved out of the way for him to exit. He sent one last glance Xavier’s way before he closed the door and went back to his dorm.

“Sorry, did i interrupt anything?” You apologized, still feeling the tense air.

“No,” He ran a hand through his hair in the same manor that always drove you crazy. “Nothing important.”

And just as quick as your conversation, Xavier went to sketching as you made yourself comfortable in his bed with your book. How quickly he could make your heart speed up and then break it felt like a world record now.

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It’s been two weeks now since you accidentally overheard Xavier’s conversation with Ajax that night. Things hadn’t changed between you two, and you can’t figure out if that’s a good thing or not yet. Val had been pushing you to just confront him about your feelings. She knew letting them simmer inside was doing no one any good.

So on a night similar to that one fateful evening, you mustered up the courage to finally ask him what you meant to each other.

“Hey Xavi,” you asked, leaning slightly to the side now as he turned around from the mural he was painting on his wall to look at you. “What do I mean to you?”

He seemed to freeze, face tinting slightly rosier, whether it was blush or anger you didn’t know yet.

“What do you mean?” He dipped his brush in the cup he used to clean them, going right back to his art. It made you study his face, his posture, before continuing your question.

“I mean, I know what you mean to me. I know what i feel for you,” you felt emboldened by seeing him try and play off his nervousness watching him tense and straighten his back. “But I don’t know what I am to you.”

He paused and blinked, it looked like he was going to say something but he made no move to speak. After two minuets he finally opened his mouth, “Where is this coming from? You’re my best friend, you’re.. I..” He trailed off.

“But it’s more than that. More than friends,” he flushed pink, taking in a large gulp. “But less than lovers.” His grip turned white on the brush as he slumped slightly. Still he made no move to speak, so you turned away and went to collect your things. Nothing was said between you two as you packed up what you brought and slung your bag over your shoulder.

As you slipped out the door and into the shadows, mimicking a poltergeist you had once seen and turning yourself almost completely invisible. No one could even hear you breath and you floated through the halls back your dorm.

And in the faint night hair, before you left the wing his dorm was in, you could’ve sworn you heard him call your name and try to get your attention. But it was futile as you just sped up and got back to your dorm quicker.

Val said nothing as you slumped into your bed, rolling your stuff off the side and curling up with a blanket in your arms. She must’ve been able to infer what happened, and she climbed in next to you to hold you as you silently wept. Not even a shake ran through you as the tears fell. No one could hear the sound of your heart shattering that night.

#xavier thorpe x reader #wednesday #peter hynes white #xavier x reader #xavier thorpe #im so in love with him #i wanna shift for him so bad

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shayrose5494 · 28 days

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Valentino Must Die

So I have Hazbin Hotel brainrot and hate Valentino with a fiery passion. So I decided to compile a list of who I'd like to see be the one to off him when his time comes and how I think it would go down. This list is essentially from least exciting (but no less satisfying) to most exciting:

6. Husk

Now Husk is so low on this list because let's be honest, he's one of the most predictable ones to do it. It's been established by Vivziepop that apparently his and Angel's relationship will be a slow burn, but it's been hinted HuskerDust is endgame, so it would make sense for Husk to be the one to take Val out.

I imagine that one day, Angel returns to the hotel seriously hurt because of Val. This would be the tipping point for Husk. So he tracks down Val. Now this part could go one of two ways visually:

Scenario 1: We see Husk track down Val, and after a bit of a confrontation (and veiled threat on Husk's end), the screen cuts to black. Cut back to the Hotel, where Angel is finding out Husk went after Val. Angel, despite being in pain, has to go find Husk. But before he can leave, a bloodied Husk returns. He tells Angel he never has to worry about Val hurting him again and that he'll keep him safe. Insert HuskerDust first kiss.

Scenario 2: Husk still tracks down Val, but Angel arrives before the fight really begins. Val tries to hurt (or even kill) Angel. This send Husk into a rage and for the first time we get to see Husk's full demon appearance. The fight ensues and Husk comes out on top. Insert HuskerDust first kiss (I kinda sort ship it lol)

5. Angel

Angel is the one that has the most motivation to kill Val, which is why he's also so low on this list. Like Husk, this is quite predictable.

I imagine something along the lines of Husk's Scenario 2. But instead of Husk going full demon (maybe because he's lost his overlord status he can't go full demon anymore) he still fights as is. Unfortunately, this gives Val the upperhand.

So when it seems Val is going to win this fight, and possibly kill Husk, Angel shoots Val. We know Angel has the guns to do it. But he's always been too afraid of Val to follow through. But seeing Husk, someone he loves, facing Val's wrath, this would be the motivation Angel needs. (We know Angel is protective about those he cares about, like he was with Charlie when she came to the studio). Angel kills Val and HuskerDust kiss. (I'm trying to manifest it into existence ok).

4. Charlie

Now, I don't actually think Charlie would kill Val. However, I'm not gonna rule it out or be mad about it if it happens.

After all, we all saw how she went full demon after Sir Pentious' death. I wouldn't put it past Charlie to go full demon on Val after learning the extent of his abuse towards Angel (she nearly did in the studio). She's already lost one friend, she's not about to loose another. But we all know, that if Charlie got into a fight with Val, there would be no option of sparing him. And not even Angel would be able to talk her out of it this time.

3. Cherri

I feel like Cherri's motivation would be similar to Charlie's. She also lost Sir Pentious and there is no way in hell (pun 10000% intended) she's going to loose Angel to moth boy.

I'd love nothing more than to see her shove one of her bombs down his throat then walk away as he explodes in the background like in an action movie.

2. Niffty

Nothing would bring me more joy than watching Niffty pull an Adam2.0 with Val. And since we know that she enjoys killing bugs, watching her kill the giant pest would be so satisfying.

I imagine that Angel would finally tell Val, he's done, contract be damned. So Val shows up to the hotel. A fight between Val and the gang ensues. Val, like Adam, starts monologuing, until a knife pops through his chest.

Bonus points if Niffty does it because a tiny moth came flying through the lobby, so her thinking it's the same principle as with mother roaches and their children, kills Val to send a message to the moths lol.

Finally, last but never least, and my personal favorite because it's so out of left field:

Alastor

Now, hear me out, this one's a bit strange, but let me explain:

Imagine the Husk/Angel scenario where Husk goes after Val, but Val gets the upper hand. Husk is seriously injured (not killed mind you, just injured). While Alastor doesn't consider Husk a friend, he does own Husk's soul. And if you think anyone but Alastor can hurt Husk and get away with it, you'd be sorely mistaken.

Alastor would rip Val limb from limb (and we love that for Val). Plus this would reinforce the rivalry between Alastor and Vox, especially of Vox and Val are still in their dating phase of their on/off relationship. This could even bump Vox up to a serious antagonist for the hotel.

I know that some of these were a bit far-fetched, but I love twists and turns like that in movies and TV. Going in one direction for so long before taking an unexpected turn. If anyone else has any other ideas let me know. I want to hear all of the fun ways we could kill Val. In the meantime:

Piggy kisses for your troubles.

#hazbin hotel #alastor #niffty #cherri bomb #charlie morningstar #angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #huskerdust #hazbin hotel valentino

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rk1stars · 1 month

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NOT YOUR TYPE - Y.JW AND N.RK

IN WHICH..

Jungwon, the person you've had a crush on for a long time, has finally revealed his type during a game of truth or dare. However, you can't help but feel confused and disappointed as his descriptions of his ideal partner are the complete opposite of you. But what you didn't realize was your best friend who loved you since middle school, Riki.

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angst, friends to strangers, one shot (or not..)

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@cholexc @yyawnjun

“Yeah, my type is someone is someone who isn’t really clingy, and to be honest, I kinda like someone like Siara.”

As time passed, your heart gradually broke into tiny fragments. You held onto the hope that the friend you've known for two years, and secretly harbored feelings for even longer, would reciprocate your affections. But as days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, it became painfully clear that your feelings were not returned.

The realization hit you like a ton of bricks, leaving you feeling shattered and defeated. Despite your best efforts to remain optimistic, the harsh truth remained - your friend would never see you in the same light. And so, you were left heartbroken and alone.

With shame weighing heavy on your heart, you make your way through the crowd, pushing past the revelers with tears welling in your eyes. The salty taste of defeat lingers on your lips as you try to hold back the flood of emotions threatening to spill over.

Each step feels like a burden as you navigate the sea of faces, feeling exposed and vulnerable. The sound of laughter and music fades into the background as you focus on escaping the humiliation that clings to you like a second skin. You keep your head down, trying to hide your shame from prying eyes.

It was no secret to anyone that you were head over heels for Jungwon. From your closest friends to your family members, and even his own circle of friends, everyone could see the love you had for him.

You never hesitated to talk about him, always gushing with admiration and affection. Your eyes would light up whenever his name was mentioned, and your smile would widen at the mere thought of him. Your love for Jungwon was undeniable and infectious, making it clear to all who knew you just how deeply you cared for him.

In this moment, you found yourself in the comforting presence of your best friend, Riki, who was softly caressing your head as you poured out your tears. His soothing words whispered into your ear, offering solace and reassurance in your time of need. It was a moment of vulnerability and trust, as you allowed yourself to be vulnerable in his presence.

The weight of your emotions felt lighter as you felt his unwavering support and understanding.

Riki has been a loyal friend since the days of elementary school. Through thick and thin, he stood by your side, offering unwavering support during tough times and heartbreaks. His presence was a constant source of comfort and strength, making him more than just a friend – he was your best friend.

The bond you shared with Riki transcended mere friendship; it was a deep connection built on trust, understanding, and shared experiences. No matter what challenges came your way, you knew that Riki would be there, ready to lend a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on.

It has been a couple of days since you experienced heartbreak, and during this time, you have found solace in spending more time with Riki. The bond between you two has grown stronger as you confide in each other and share moments of laughter and comfort. Riki has been a pillar of support for you, helping you navigate through the pain and healing process. The moments spent together have brought a sense of joy and positivity back into your life.

You found hope in Jungwon's increasing attention towards you, despite his relationship with Siara. His jealous glances towards you both only fueled your feelings of optimism.

Jungwon's actions hinted at a possible shift in his feelings, giving you a glimmer of hope for a future with him. The way he focused on you in Siara's presence made you believe that there could be something more between you and Jungwon.

One day, as you sat alone in the library studying, a male figure suddenly appeared and took a seat in front of you.

Jungwon was the one. His gaze filled with adoration sent a rush of flustered emotions through you. The butterflies in your stomach multiplied by a million, fluttering uncontrollably as you met his intense gaze. The intensity of his stare made it impossible to ignore the feelings bubbling up inside you.

“Jungwon, why are you looking at me?”

“Cuz you look prettier than usual..”

As your cheeks turned a rosy hue, Jungwon swiftly reached out and gently grasped your chin, pulling you closer to him. Without hesitation, he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours in a tender kiss. The warmth of his touch and the softness of his lips sent a shiver down your spine, causing your heart to flutter with excitement. In that fleeting moment, time seemed to stand still as you were lost in the sweet embrace of his affection.

But what you didn't notice was Jungwon grinning at a taller figure across you two.

Riki stood before you, tears glistening in his eyes as he dropped the bouquet of flowers and chocolates he had carefully chosen to present to you when he finally mustered the courage to confess his feelings. His heart raced with anticipation, but now all he could do was stare at you, overwhelmed with emotion.

The moment he had been longing for had arrived, but now it felt bittersweet as he struggled to find the words to express the depth of his love for you.

But at least Riki finally accepted his place in your life, a friend.

DO NOT TRANSLATE, PLAGIARIZE OR COPY MY WORKS.

INSPIRED BY @cholexc’S WORK.

HER POST -> HERE

#enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen angst #enhypen smau #enhypen comfort #enha fluff #imagine #enhypen x reader #nishimura riki #riki #ni ki #yang jungwon #jungwon

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dragonridernoobie · 27 days

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I’m kinda embarrassed cause I messed up last time so I may go anonymous for a lil bit but I had an idea! Okay transformers=shiny reader who likes shiny things=crow behavior

And what do crows love?! SHINYS! Now to ideas for this Crow!Reader who keeps just trying to collect the transformers(wether reader is like a crow harpy/actually has bird characteristics or is human/crybertronian is up to u😌) ORRRRRRR she keeps bringing them shiny things cause she likes them and is trying to court them but they don’t get it, and reader is super possessive of her shiny things

Characters: Optimus(TFP or Bayverse you can pick!) Wheeljack, Ratchet, and Megatron(I’ve read all of the fics for him and need more:,))

Don't be embarrassed. We all do stupid shit, but if you still want to go anonymous then go ahead. Remmber one of my rules here are no shame. Also, I like this. I will try my best, hope you like it!

TransformersPrimeXReader

Background info: The reader is an escaped experiment from MECH. They tried to make a super human but failed, this is for the optimus one.

Also, reader is an avian. I think it fits better. Also, this is what a avian looks like.

Optimus

Optimus was minding his own business. He was following an energon single intel he came across a massive trap laid out by MECH.

Inside he found reader.

He was amazed since he never seen a human with feathers or wings.

He definitely noticed how they acted like a bird. Meaning reader ruffled up their feather's, and tried to make themselves bigger.

Like an owl.

How an owl dose it

He talks calmy to it and frees it.

Reader takes this chance to fly away.

Optimus was surprised, worried, and sad that reader flue away but he hopes to find them again

Weeks past and optimus starts to find strange objects right outside of the base

Broken beer peices, rings, cans, even an engergon crystal once.

When he stayed up late to catch the intruder, he finds reader.

She was the one bringing the stuff to the base.

Optimus takes this opportunity to try to help and earn trust from the reader.

It takes a Hella long time.

But reader comes when optimus calls them and will actally bring him things he lost.

Even ancient objects that reader can carry.

Wheeljack

When wheeljack was captured by the decepticons he was brought into Knockouts lab.

(Shockwave wasent in the story yet)

While he hanged there, he noticed movement from the corner of his optic.

When he looks over, he finds reader looking at him curious from her contaner.

Wheeljack was definitely surprised since he knows humans don't look like giant turkeys.

He tries to talk to it, but reader just dose clicks and chirps.

When wheeljack has the ability to knockout...knockout...ya

He takes this chance to grab the container reader is in and runs out of the decepticon warship.

Once back at his jackhammer, he opens the container and reader quickly flies off.

Wheeljack definitely will tell the autobots but pains no mind to reader.

She's free, no longer in danger, no longer his problem.

After a couple of weeks after the incident, wheeljack flies off earth to find more autobots.

That's when he hears wierd noises at the back of the jackhammer.

He goes back to investigate. Preparing since it could be a con.

But he finds reader, making nest out of his tools.

He is surprised but tries to talk to reader.

He is surprised when reader hands him a can.

He learns quickly that shiny is readers favorite thing.

Ratchet

Ratchet was going thru the internet at base, looking for any spotting of weird things.

Like ancient shit.

That's when he came across a article about a moth/bird person.

He knew humans made up alot of woerd story's to scare there kind.

He would have dismissed it, if it wasent for the fact in the picture, this moth/bird thing had a necklace.

An ancient cybertronian artifact.

He looks at all the spotting and narrow it down in a forest in south America.

He takes a portal there, since he thinks he can handle this alone.

After a few hours of searching, he finds the necklace...with a bunch of other shiny stuff in a giant ass nest

He was amazed since all the reasurch he has done on earth life never talked about birds or anytbing making nest this big.

When he reached for the reckless, something swoops down and latches on his face.

Ratchet curses and tries to swat the thing off.

It makes a painful chirp and crashes into the ground.

When he looks at it, he is amazed to find a human...half bird?

He was amazed but seeing it hurt, he curses and helps it

He takes it to base and helps it

Que a stressful few weeks

Reader was a pain in the aft.

But ratchrt somehow earned their trust...also alot of shiny nick-nacks on his keybord.

Megatron

Megatron met reader when he captured a human and gave it to Shockwave.

Ordering him to make a hybrid.

Weeks later, Shockwave presents reader. A half bird and human hybrid.

Megatron wasent happy that it was dangerous but dosent kill it.

Nah, it's his pet.

Soon, reader gets out of the warship and dose there own thing.

Soon returning with shiny stuff they find.

They made a nest up high in the throne room

Megatron was annoyed by that but it dosent interfere with his planes so leaves it alone.

Soon, he noticed shiny things in his berthroom.

Like rings, cans, broken beer bottles, chip bags, anything shiny.

He was confused and went to Soundwave to see the recording who dared went into his berthroom

He finds reader flying in there and setting them in there.

He was confused.

Intel once day, reader returned to the ship with an artifact they just lost to the autobots.

He was amazed and actally impressed for once.

He praised reader and ordered anyone who hurts reader will lose their spark.

Reader was now a higher rank then starscrsam XD

Hope you like it!!!!!!!!!

#avians #headcanon #transformers tfp #transformers #optimus x reader #optimus prime x reader #megatron x reader #megatron tfp x reader #wheeljack x reader #ratchet x reader

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jvngkook97 · 2 years

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Can I request for Jungkook with boobs obsession. Kinda smut ?

I Love Boobies

pairing; vlive!jungkook x female!reader

genre; fluff, humor, smut, established relationship

warnings; menstrual cycle, mentions of blood, period sex, irritable reader, impatient reader, light exhibitionism, mischievous koo, handsy koo, boobie worship, praise kink, nipple play, oral (f receiving), penetration without a condom (reader has IUD), soft sex koo, attentive to your needs koo, only wants the best for you koo, aftercare

rating; 18+ minors dni

w/c; 3,414

a/n; thank you so much for the request! this is my first attempt at full on smut. i’m so sorry if it’s bad. 🫣 shout out to all my fellow 90s babies who were in the ‘I heart boobies’ bracelet craze. like + reblog if you enjoyed. feedback is always appreciated and keeps this writer motivated. <3

networks; @ficscafe, @thebtswritersclub, @kflixnet

Aunt flow has arrived and it’s kicking your ass.

All you want to do is curl up with a heating pad and eat your sorrows away. The only problem? What you were craving for, you no longer had, having forgot to go grocery shopping this week due to your boyfriend’s hectic schedule.

Said boyfriend was currently doing a vlive in his office, while you were cocooned in a heap of blankets on your shared bed. A new kdrama was on in the background as you tried desperately to just sleep off the day, hoping the cramps and intense burning you felt in your abdomen would ease up by morning.

Your stomach grumbling was telling you otherwise, reminding you of just how little you’ve ate today. The feeling only making you crave your favorite period foods even more, but you knew that there was no way you were going to get up right now to go to the store. That left only one option — Jungkook.

Glancing at your phone, you saw he had about 40 minutes left of the vlive before he normally cuts it off for the night. However, you didn’t know if you could wait that long. In fact, you knew you couldn’t wait that long. Especially when you were starting to get a headache from not eating enough.

Picking up your phone, you opened your messages with Jungkook and began typing.

Koooooooooooooo

Baaaaaaaaaby

Can you do me a favor, please? 🥺

Jungkook was in the middle of answering various questions, getting lost in the stories that would come up due to them, when his phone that was laying to the side off camera lit up with notifications from you. He unlocked his phone to read them, while still trying to speak to ARMY. He typed out his response quickly, before setting his phone back down, but left it unlocked on your conversation to make it easier for him to read and reply back to you.

Kookie 🐰: Hey baby. I’m still doing my vlive rn, can it wait until I’m done?

You groaned in frustration at his answer, knowing that’s what he would say. When a new wave of pain ran through your stomach, you clutched it with your arms and assumed the fetal position for a moment until it passed, whimpering quietly. Once it did, you came to the conclusion that no, it couldn’t wait. You were going to feel terrible at cutting his time with ARMY short, but you’re more than willing to explain on his behalf why it had to happen, even if it meant exposing your womanly woes for the entirety of the world.

Typing out an ultimatum, you knew it was the only way that he would listen. Pressing send, you waited.

Noooo. I need you to go to the store and get my favorite foods, please. And some more medicine and tampons. I’m dying over here, I won’t be able to make it to the store myself. 😭

If you go right now, I’ll let you play with my boobs.

He was taking a swig of his drink, when he read your next texts. His eyes widened as he choked on the liquid that was already halfway down his throat. Hitting his chest, he cleared his throat, then smiled at the camera and reassured ARMY he was fine. Biting his lip at your offer, he pondered ending the vlive early. Sitting sideways away from the camera, he smirked to himself and sent you another text back.

Kookie 🐰: Your offer is very tempting. How about this? I’ll end the vlive right now, if you send me a pic of your boobs. <3

You scoffed to yourself at his response. That cheeky little bastard. If this was how he was going to play, then so be it. You were always up for a challenge. Rather than just send him a pic, you decided to go all out and do something that would make sure you’d win this battle.

Untangling yourself from your cacophony of blankets, your bare feet hit the cool flooring and you let out a hiss. Slowly standing up, you crept your way slowly out of your bedroom and down the hallway towards his office. His door was halfway open, incase you needed to yell at him for some kind of emergency. He was considerate like that, and he trusted you would be quiet otherwise.

When you peeked through the crack of the door, you saw him softly singing one of their songs that you’re positive ARMY requested him to sing. You closed your eyes momentarily to bask in the moment and savor the ethereal sound of your boyfriend’s voice.

Snapping out of it, you got a text ready to send by a press of your thumb. But before you hit send, you made sure to be poised and ready. Grabbing the hem of the bottom of your shirt, you lifted it up and over your chest with one hand, effectively exposing your boobs — hardened nipples from the cold and excitement of the semi exhibitionism and all — then pressed send and waited until he looked down at his phone before you gently pushed the door that was hidden off camera far enough for him to see you clearly.

Look at the door, baby. 🙃

Lost in the song, he didn’t notice his office door swing open, didn’t even bother to look until his eyes flickered to his phone and his brows furrowed in confusion. Finishing the last note in time, he took the opportunity to glance out of his peripheral towards the door.

His entire body tensed up at the way you were posed, just casually leaning against the doorway, the action squishing your boobs together as your arm pushed into one, making you look even more erotic. You bit your lip seductively, and smirked at him. Then you raised your phone up and silently told him to check it again, having sent another text shortly after the first one he didn’t notice yet.

Gulping harshly, his Adam’s apple bobbed. ARMY was none the wiser as to what was happening, only seeing as Jungkook kept himself looking normal for the camera, though his entire body was reacting to your curvy figure in the doorway, waiting for him.

Gaining the strength, he collected himself enough to look at your text. He couldn’t help the low whine that escaped from his closed, pursed lips.

You have one minute to shut it down, or I won’t give you a boob job before you leave for the store. The choice is yours, baby.

With a final wink at him, once he looked at you again, you gave him the peace sign and dropped your shirt. The action making him pout on screen, his eyes still trained on you off camera, as he watched your underwear clad ass bounce lightly as you walked away.

He loved ARMY, but he was still a guy. And he wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity you presented for him, especially when he knows sex is off limits during ‘hell week’ as he liked to call it.

Looking genuinely apologetic, he came up with an excuse to end early, promising to hold another vlive soon that would be longer than they already are now. Holding his hands in a prayer sign, he bowed as best he could while sitting down and gave a big, bunny toothed smile. Reaching off camera, he ended the vlive. Not even bothering to fully shut down the computer, he was bolting out of his office and down the hall into the bedroom.

Standing in the opened doorway, his jaw dropped, saliva pooling at his lips and threatening to fall at the sight laid out before him — you. If he thought you looked erotic before, you were absolutely sinful now. He took slow steps towards the bed, discarding his clothes randomly throughout the room, until he was left in nothing but his boxers. The bed dipped as his toned arms flexed deliciously to bring himself further up the bed until he was hovering over your now fully nude body, a large towel placed underneath your bottom in preparation of what’s to come. His knees parted your thighs as he settled himself between you, half sitting and half hovering over you.

“You’re a minx, you know that?” His head ducked down to capture your bottom lip between his teeth as he nipped at it lightly. You smacked his chest playfully, but kept your expression innocent. Trailing your hand down his toned chest that grew taught in reflex, you grabbed the hem of his boxers, only to pull it and abruptly let it go, hearing the ‘snap’ as it hit back against his hips. The slight pain only emphasized what was not so hidden and straining against his tight boxers.

“But you love it, baby. Don’t you?” He swears, you have the face and the body of an angel, but your tone of voice was laced with nothing but sin as you playfully teased him.

“Why is there a towel?” His brow raised in question, knowing it only meant one thing, but he didn’t want to get his hopes up if it’s not what you intended it for. “I thought I was only getting a boob job?”

Now sitting on the balls of his feet, no longer hovering over you, he did what he’s been wanting to do since he first saw you flash him. Taking a handful of your perfectly sized boobs, he gently massaged them, squeezing them at random intervals.

“You still are, but I recently read online that having sex actually helps lessen the pain of cramps. When you have an orgasm, the muscles of your uterus also contract. Then they release. That release should bring some relief from period cramps. Sex also triggers the release of chemicals called endorphins, which make you feel good. And right now? I need you to help me feel good. Can you do that for me, koo?”

Throughout your explanation, he switched his attention to your nipples, rolling the buds between his fingers. Leaning down, he gave open mouthed kisses around your boobs as he gave his response.

“Anything for you, baby girl. I’d want nothing more than to help ease your pain. I’m just glad I can help you through it at all. I’ve always felt helpless otherwise.” He admitted sincerely on your bare skin.

You ran your hands through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp as you did so, the way you know he likes it. You smiled softly at his response, your entire body filling with a whole other kind of warmth, other than being turned on. It made your heart happy knowing how he only ever had your best interests at heart, always wanting to help you in the best way he can, even now, in moments like this. How did you get so lucky? You’ll never know.

Feet coming up to his ass, you used your toes in an attempt to shimmy down his boxers, the action only causing a deep rumble in your boyfriend’s chest in the form of a laugh. You pouted at him with wide eyes as he paused his onslaught on your boobs to stare at your face, nothing but pure need and desperation is what looked back at him.

Understanding that right now, as much as he fucking loved your boobs, you needed to be top priority. Sitting back up on the balls of his feet, he made quick work or ridding himself of his boxers. A loud sigh of content came from his mouth as his erection sprung free, long and proud.

He was beautiful. He was perfection. He was yours.

Making grabby hands at him, he smiled softly and complied. Scooting himself up by his knees, his arms came to rest on the pillow on either side of your head. His open mouth hovered over yours as he asked you the one question he always did before penetration.

“Are you ready?” His eyes searched yours for any hesitation, any doubt in continuing. If he had to, he would stop and respect your wishes, no matter how much he wanted to do otherwise. To him, consent was important. Just because you two have been together for years now, and have had sex countless times, he always made sure to get your permission, knowing that it was a privilege to be able to make love to you, not something guaranteed.

“I’m ready, koo. Please.” Your lips graced his at your reply, that had him kissing you so delicately as if you would break at any moment. You deepened the kiss with a slight tilt of your head, pushing up on your elbows to press your chest again his. He moaned into your mouth, and you swallowed it wholeheartedly. Tongues fought for dominance, as he trailed a hand down your stomach and expertly found your bundle of nerves.

Your hips immediately rose up at the contact, and he had to gently press your hips back down into the bed with his own to continue his ministrations. The only beauty of being on your period and having sex, is it doesn’t take as long to reach your first orgasm of the night. It ripples through you in pleasurable waves, and he doesn’t let up on his assault until you reach down between your bodies in order to grip his wrist and push it away from you yourself.

As your body convulsed underneath him, he placed open mouth kisses along the side of your neck, waiting for you to come down from your high before continuing further. Just with that one orgasm alone, you could already tell the difference between how your stomach felt before and now, the cramps having lessened significantly.

“More, koo. More.” You whined breathlessly with half lidded eyes, grasping the sides of his face with your hands to bring his head up and lock his gaze with yours.

Placing a kiss on your forehead, his silent way of saying ‘okay’, he pushes himself back up to hover above your body with one hand, arm straining from the added weight. The other that was still caught between your bodies, now grabs his length to line it up perfectly with your glistening hole. Walls clenching around nothing, you started to get impatient with how slow he was going.

“Jungkook, I swear to all that is holy, if you do not—,” with one snap of his hips, he sheathed himself fully inside of you, cutting your words off as you let out a loud moan at the feeling of being so incredibly full. Pulling back out until the tip only remained, he gave another deep stroke that had your eyes rolling into the back of your head, mouth parted in an ‘o’ shape.

“Fuck–yes, koo. Just like that, baby.” You praised him in a gentle, yet sultry tone. One that had him swelling with pride, and restraining himself to keep with the pace and long strokes that seemed to do the trick for you. He sat back up, hands gripping onto your love handles, his deep strokes somehow hitting deeper with the new position. Your hands found purpose in stroking his abs with your fingertips that were tight and prominent with each thrust of his hips into yours.

His eyes were fixated on your boobs that bounced up and down, something you noticed and decided to give him a show. Grabbing both of your boobs, you squished them together, and pushed them up.

“God, you’re fucking perfect.” Now it was him praising you, his words only helping spur your impending second orgasm, as he chased his first. His thrusts still kept the same pace, but it wasn’t until you let go of your boobs to grab his hands and place them securely on top of your breasts, making him squeeze them harshly, did his pace change.

You were nothing but a blubbering mess underneath him, your wanton moans getting louder as you got closer to your release. He could feel the way your walls clenched around him, feel the way your boobs molded into his hands, hear the lewd sounds that came from both your arousal and being on your period, and it was more than enough for him to snap his hips into yours a few more times before stilling completely. You could feel him twitch inside you as he released, your own orgasm clenching him tightly and milking him for all that he’s worth.

Once he was finished, he kissed your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, and finally ended on your awaiting, puckered lips. It was a little ritual he always did after you were done. With a lazy, content, smile you gripped the sides of his face with your hands and rubbed his cheeks with your thumbs.

“That was incredible. I feel so much better. Thank you, koo.”

“No, thank you.”

“I’m too tired to top you right now, but I can still give you a boob job?” You offered him with a sleepy smile, feeling bad that he only had one orgasm over your two. Food being long forgotten after your tiring antics.

“It’s okay, baby girl. It can wait until tomorrow. Let’s get you cleaned up, yeah? Then you can sleep.” Your eyes were already beginning to close as he answered you. Your sleepy, content form, only made him laugh quietly to himself as he slowly and carefully pulled out and sat back up.

Thankfully, there wasn’t much mess to clean up. He used the towel that was laid underneath you to first wipe you, then took care of himself before shuffling off the bed to stand back up. He threw the towel in the dirty clothes hamper that sat in the corner of the room, and began searching for your underwear that was somewhere on the floor. Finding them, he bent to pick them up along with his own boxers that landed close, yanking them on.

Sitting next to your feet on the bed, he slipped your feet through the holes and swiftly slid up your underwear. He made sure to check if the pad you wore was still clean beforehand, which it was, before your underwear were once again secure on your lower half of your body.

He walked to his dresser and pulled out two clean shirts, a plain black one for him, and your favorite of his that you always liked to steal and wear because it was loose and comfy. Tugging his own shirt on, he opted to go to bed without sweats on and just his boxers, his body still cooling off from the strenuous workout he just had with you.

Walking back up to your half asleep form, he set the shirt you were going to wear on the bed next to you. Lightly shaking your shoulder so as not to startle you, he spoke softly.

“Y/N? Baby? Can I put this shirt on you? It’s your favorite~,” he quietly sung, coaxing you to sit up enough for him to slide it over your head and successfully getting your arms through the holes, before he laid you back down. Grabbing onto the blankets that got shoved towards the end of the bed, he pulled them up until they lay just below your chin. Reflexively, you snuggled into the blankets with now closed eyes, a quiet exhale emitting from your slightly parted lips as you fell asleep.

Tucking your hair behind your ear, he gazed at your sleeping form with nothing but pure, unadulterated, unconditional, love. Giving you one last forehead kiss, he turned off the lights and made his way to the opposite side of the bed — his side.

Lifting the covers, he carefully slid underneath them to lay sideways close to your body, making sure not to jostle the bed too much and awaken you from your peaceful slumber. Throwing an arm over your figure, his hand went to lay on top of your stomach as he rubbed soothing circles until his own eyes began closing from his own exhaustion creeping in.

Before he fully succumbed, he made a promise to himself to get up early enough in the morning to go to the store and get you everything you asked for so you can have it when you woke up.

A tired, husky, barely audible ‘I love you’ slipped past his lips, and he was out.

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Wonderful life.

Arron hotchner x Fem!reader

Sum- after hailey you spend more time with Jack and hotch leading up todating arron and it has been the best, but when your friends bring up to topic of sex the relationship might get better.

Cw smut - loss of virginity-oral fem reciv-fingering- praise dirty talk if you squint- unprotected -creampie

This fic is kinda long so if you wanna skip the fluff and get straight to the smut scroll down to the emojis. Leave a like!!

Dating Arron has been the best experience of your life even though you’ve only been with him romantically for 6 months you would come around the house and baby sit Jack while Arron was gone to work.

You were well aware of Hailey and you two would often go out with a few drinks after he got home. She would always talk about her feeling words Hotch and how she felt as if she and him werent all there anymore.

You would ask her why but she never understood until she told you that he had asked for a divorce and she agreed having the same mutual feelings.

When hailey died you were around Hotch and Jack more often almost every day in fact even sleeping over a few times. Jack had immediately latched onto you as the next mother figure. You would take him out for ice cream, go to the park, Arron even found you both asleep on the couch with Thomas the train on playing in the background. Being younger also helped letting you be more agile and being able to lift Jack up play more often with him.

“Good morning how was he trip?.” You ask walking into the kitchen pushing your hair back. You’d had stayed week at his place with Jack as he had a week long case.

Hotch turns around to see you in shorts and an oversized baseball t-shirt that he somehow recognizes.

“M-morning.” He can’t help but feel a ping in his heart an extra beat when he sees you.

“It was good no one what hurt sorry you stayed for so long…is that my shirt?” He says tilting his head.

“It’s alright and uh yeah sorry I ran outta shirts last night they were all in the washer I didn’t wanna rush back to my place I hope you don’t mind?” You say

“No not at all..keep it please.” He says his eyes wandering you body in a non creepy way.

“DADDY!” Jacks voice echos through the kitchen as he runs across the tile into hitch’s arm.

From that day on Hotch couldn’t imagine anything with out you. You would cloud his judgement at work finding him self thinking of you or looking at pictures of you and Jack. He even had a picture of you him and Jack on his desk in a macaroni Frame Jack had made.

When Mother’s Day came around that’s when Hotch had made up his mind. You had taken picked Jack up from school and he came out holding a tissue paper flower bouquet with a class craft card with a crayon drawing of you him and Arron on the paper.

“Jack…thank you you didn’t have to make me this?!” You say tears welling up in your eyes.

“Yes I did…you’re my mom.” He say. Hearing him say that but made you feel more love for him but a slight twinge of pain as he dosnt see Hailey as his mother anymore.

On the drive home he talks about the dinosaur he played with durning class naming all of them and thier color.

You and Jack walk into the house only for you to see Arron there fixing the flowers and balloons. He’s obviously come from work he’s still wearing his dress pants and his shirt is rolled up to his forearms which makes you weak.

“Daddy look what I made y/n!” Jack runs up his father showing him the fake flowers and card. You walk up to them looking around at the gifts and flowers and balloons all addressed to you.

“Hey you wanna go get those dinosaurs you were talking about?” You ask Jack he smiles and runs out of the room up stairs.

“Arron?” You ask now focusing on the elephant in the room.

“Just uh..happy Mother’s Day.” He says

“I-I’m not Jack mother.” You say

“You’re not the one who gave birth to him but you are sure as ever his mother, you’ve been there almost every single day for his entire life. Y/n…” he says taking your hands in his.

You look up at him a small smile runs across his face.

“I’ve fallen in love with you. When you stayed over that week I was gone-“ he begins

“That was months ago…” you trail off.

“Exactly you can say no I know it’s not in you biggest interest to be in a relationship but I-“

“Yes.” You say looking up to him bringing your hands up to his chest.

“What…”

“Yes.” You say already knowing what’s he’s gonna ask. He cups your face pulling you into him his lips pressing against yours as you share a kiss deep and and passionate.

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6 months later, that term or mention of sex never crossed yours or Arron’s mind, with Jack and him working a lot there’s wasn’t much time or energy. If either of you wanted sex he would always make sure you knew that you were in charge as having never had sex before is quite a scary moment.

He knows about your virginity. And respects you in every way possible. Of course there as sneaky touches here and there and make outs that are usually interrupted by Jack coming down stairs asking for water.

Out with Penelope jj and Emily you all sit at a table talking gossip about the guy who came over trying to tell you he was an fbi agent.

“So anyway y/n you and Hotch still going strong?” Emily asks

“Yes thank you very much.” You smile looking down into your drink.

“Any juciy deets you wanna spill?” She continues.

“You know that you’re talking about your boss right?” You ask

“Our boss your boyfriend. Boyfriend cancels out boss.” Pen laughs

“There’s nothing to discuss really we spend time we go out. I hangout with Jack..”

“Yeah but you don’t…you know?” Jj butts ins

“What?” You ask

“Sex?” She finishes her sentence.”

“N-no..besides I’ve never and you know that. I don’t know there not much time with Jack and his work I work from home so..” you say.

“Oh come on Jack is at science camp for another few days we don’t have a case should now be the perfect time?” Jj says

“We know you love with and we sure know he loves you in past you’ve said you’ve never gone steady becuase the guy was an ass and we can assure you Hotch is not and ass.” Penelope says.

You look over at Hotch drinking water while listening to Spencer ramble.

“Yeah…” you say

“You know what…yeah!!” You say more confidently.

“Yeah!” They all cheer making you giggle.

You get up and walk over to Hotch he looks at you with a smile placing his hand on your lower back.

“Can we go?” You ask.

The smile fades into a frown.

“You alright?” Hs asks looking over to you to the girls wondering if they’d hurt your feelings or something.

“I’m fine! I just..I wanna go.” You say looking up at him. He nods setting his cup down.

“Come on.” He says taking your hand. You wave to Spencer and your friends as you walk off with your lover.

Walking into his house has a weirder atmosphere with Jack not immediately running to say hello.

“You okay?” He asks helping you take off your jacket.

“Mhm.” You say tuning around to him wrapping your arms around his neck pulling his down to you in a kiss. He happily ablidges and kisses you back his hand gripping your waist.

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He groans into your lips as your hand grips the scruff of his neck. His hands move under your sweater only making you gasp out breaking contact with his lips.

“What’s wrong?” He asks.

“Y-you’re hands are freezing.” You giggle noting at the cold night air you’d both walked through.

“Aaron…” you trail off.

“Mm.” He replies his hands roaming your waist.

“Jack is gone..” you answer

“Mhm.” He replies once again

“You don’t have a case…”

“No..” he says

“The h-house is empty.” You say a large rush of heat pushes its way up to your face.

He removes on hand pressing it to your blushed cheek looking you in your eyes.

“Tell me what you want?” He says caressing you cheek with his thumb.

“Y-you.” You say he smiles pecking your lips.

“You gotta do better than that.” He says brushing his nose against your.

“Please, make love to me.” You say. He presses his lips back on yours again this time the kiss is more passionate. You slip out of your heels dropping you height back to normal. He companstes by pulling you up into his arms your legs wrapping around his waist as he Carrie’s you through the living room and up the stairs to the bedroom.

He places you on the bed and starts with removing his own shoes and unbuttoning his shirt before moving back to you. Your hands move up his chest feeling his toned body. You rember the first time you felt his skin under yours was at the beach when you put sun screen on him he was worried the scars and mark would turn you off or scare you but not at all.

His hands wander down your sides to the hem of your dress lifting it up and pulling it off over your head. Exposing your self in your panties and braless.

Before you can react he presses his lips to your neck while lifting your thigh to sit against his hip. Quickly finding the spot from before he kisses and sucks cussing a small moan to release from you mouth.

He cups your breast in his hand massage it making you whimper. He kisses down your chest to your stomach ending at the line of your panties the simple black underwear enough to make him hard in his pants.

He kisses along your inner thigh before looking up to you his hands on your waist.

“Can I take these off?” He asks gesturing at your undergarment.

“Yeah..” you say sheepishly.

Sitting up slightly he pats the side of your thigh.

“Lift for me.” He says and takes ahold of the side of your underwater. You lift your hips as the fabric is removed leaving you completely bare to him. Subconsciously you close your eyes and your arms move over your chest.

“Y/n…” Aaron speaks as you open your eyes you see he removed his shirt completely and his belt is gone.

“You alright? We can stop.” He reassures.

“I’m okay..” you say avoiding eye contact. A pro and con about dating a profiler is they can tell what’s wrong.

“Love.” He leans over to you.

“Hey..look at me.” He says you look at him as he places his hand on your cheek.

“It’s okay we can stop.” He says pure love and worry in his eyes as he waits for your answer.

“No I don’t want to im just..um”

“It’s okay to be scared.” He finishes for you.

“I want you to feel comfortable, okay? We’ll go very slow.” He says kissing your cheek.

“Hmm?” He asks when you don’t answer. He kisses your face again peppering them making you giggle.

“Okay okay.” You say looking up at him.

“Good. If I’m doing something wrong tell me okay?” He says

“Okay.” You nod his hand moves down between your bodies. You expect him to line himself up with you and press into you like in the movies but not at all your met with a pleasant feeling of his fingers pressing against your clit.

“Ah..” you moan out only to cover your mouth muffling the sound as he swirls your clit. It feels so much better him doing it that you yourself.

He kisses your hand before moving it off your mouth.

“I want to hear you. Tell me how you feel.” He says

“G-good.” You gasp as the motion picks up. He shifts his hand to press his middle finger into you. Having used your own before but his are much longer thicker and it’s only one.

“Ngh..” you let out as he angles it up pumping it in and out. He groans at the sight of you enjoying just one of his fingers.

To lost in the pleasures of him you don’t realize his face between your legs. Only when he slips in a second finger do you notice. His lips latch around your clit as his tongue plays with you. His two fingers angling up stroking the spongy spot in you.

“F-fuck..Aaron..” you moan out as you grip the bedsheets. A buildup forms in your stomach as you squirm helplessly into the bed only giving your boyfriend better access to your core.

He groans into you as your clench around his fingers is enough to cause you to cum. The snap of the band in the pit of your stomach cuases a rush of pleasure to surge through your body. Your fingers entangled themself in his hair.

He let up on you as to not over stimulate you. Your chest rises and falls heavily. He combats with light kisses along your body praising you for how well you did. How good you were for him. Although it’s meant to calm you down if riled you back up turning you on once more.

“Do you want to stop?” He aks

“No. No please, I want you.” You say.

He nods pulling back from you making you whine a small noise which makes him chuckle.

“Hold on sweetheart.” He says as he unbuttons his pants the obvious bulge stretching his pants. He lets his pants down taking his boxers with them exposing him fully to you.

You pale out the blood leaving your system as pure worry fills your emotions. His size is way larger than you thought. Once or twice you’ve accidentally run into him after a shower and you could see the slight outline or him. But as fully erect he’s intimidating.

You prop yourself up on your elbows worry leaving you as remeber what his fingers can do to you. Honier to know what his cock can do.

He crawls back into you.

“Look at me. If you want to stop or if anything hurt let me know I’ll stop.” He says

“I know. I trust you.” You say he nods looking down to your pussy again before lining up with you you feel his head touch your core making you flinch lightly. Hotch places his hand on your thigh caressing your skin soothing your fear.

“Relax it’s okay.” He says you listen to him getting off your elbows bracing your self by gripping the sheet beneath you.

He pushes the head past your folds you feel pressure but not pain. He pushes a bit more as you feel a stretch that becomes slightly painful.

“Ngh..a-Aaron w-wait.” You grip onto his arm stopping him.

“Okay.” He says stopping his movements waiting for you it takes a few seconds but finally you give him the play to move. He carfully pulls out slightly only to push back in. He does a few more times letting you adjust to his length before pushing In further and further until he fully inside you.

Your walls twitch can around him cock warming him for a bit before you tell him to move. So he does beginning to calmly thrust in and back.

Your cunt fully used to him he’s easily siding within you.

“H-harder Aaron please.” You whine looking up to him. A particularly hard thrust cuases a squeal to leave your lips as your nails dig into his back. He groans out as the feeling of you clenching down around him.

One hand gripping your breast while the other props himself up beside you. Some how his thrust hit deeper stroking against your g-spot. You clench around him making him groan deeply in your ear.

Noticing your pleasure from his actions he thrust up into you not pulling your thigh over his shoulder roughly thrusting up into you. You moan out in pleasure as he fucks up into you.

“Aaron! Ah.” You moan out as your nails scratch down his back. Making him groan and moan into your neck.

“I love you..fuck..I love you so much!” He kisses your neck sucking and marking you up.

“Ah..i- ah.” You try to reply but you can muster are sloppy moans as you grip his hair. The familiar build up from before is quick to snap making your cunt flutter and clench down around him. Making him more full than before.

Your back arches as you climax against him. With a few more sloppy thrust he grips the bed on either side of you scrunching the sheets as he meets his own finish.

“Ngh..f-fuck” he groans into you as he empties himself into your aching pussy. Your pants ragged as you smile his lips connecting with yours giving you a few smaller thrusts before he subsides and carefully pulls out of you peppers your face with kisses making you giggle pulling him closer to you.

“Stay here.” He says before pecking your lips and getting up. He pulls his boxers up covering his lower half before walking over to his drawer pulling out a shirt. Once he turns around he sees you sleep on the bed. Walking back over to you he carefully lifts you up and places the shirt over you before getting into the bed next to you.

He pulls you closer to him you immediately gripping onto him like a koala. He kisses you head before falling asleep himself.

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