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subbmissivesuccubus · 4 months

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No Nut November ~

a/n. A request by my Patron for the month of November! It was quite the fun one. If you'd like me to write a story for you, please consider joining my Patreon! (link in bio)

Contains : Toji X Fem reader. No nut November antics. Toji being horny. Reader being a tease.

"Fuck-" you cursed, panting heavily as you lied back on the bed, finally getting a break. Your partner, Toji, lied down next to you, half as tired but just as satisfied. He hummed as his muscled relaxed, hot and sweaty from the numerous rounds of sex, completely naked as he got comfortable enough to drift into sleep.

You couldn’t help but frown at him, a bit annoyed at his satisfied and content expression while your body was crying from the over-stimulation. He had taken you over and over and over again, his stamina seemingly never ending as he fucked you multiple times in multiple positions. Even when you complained that you couldn’t take it anymore, he claimed that he’d make you take it. And after he pumped you with several loads of cum, he finally called it a night.

"You- you're such a horndog." you said. The man chuckled, manhandling you to get closer to him, placing you on his chest before giving you a sweet kiss on your hair. “You love it.” He teased, giving your butt a greedy squeeze, making you flinch as he touched the bright red mark he had left on your cheek before.

This was your routine. Toji and you would go to work, you'd come back home, have dinner together before he took you to the bedroom and gave you the most toe curling, back arching, pussy squirting pleasure you'd ever experienced. The man had a huge dick and a ton of stamina, not going soft unless he's cum multiple times.

And it's amazing it truly is.

But after a while...it becomes a lot. There's only so many times your pussy can take a pounding before she gets sore and it starts to hurt even when you sit down. There's only so many times your nipples can get suckled on before any friction, even from your bra, makes them ache. There's only so many times you can wear a turtleneck before people connect the dots. You tried to say so to Toji, letting him know of your trouble but he either laughed it off, took is as a compliment and continued to fuck you silly regardless.

His desire for you and his constant want to have his hands on you was a big ego boost, but you needed a break and you figured out the perfect way to do it.

“Have you heard of something called No Nut November?” Toji snorted, looking down at you amused, “Sounds stupid. I’m guessing it means you don’t cum in all of November?” “Exactly. It’s an internet challenge. Think you can do it?” He chuckled again, not taking it seriously, “I have a beautiful girlfriend who I can fuck on a daily basis- why would I give that up for a dumb internet challenge?” “Hmm, thought so.” You said, acting unimpressed as you poked his nose, “There's no way you can keep your hands off of me for a month. You don't have the self-control. Why am I not surprised?"

Now, Toji knew what you were doing. You were baiting him, plain and simple. And was he going to fall for it? Of course not... but he didn’t like your tone.

"Wanna bet on that?" he asked.

You tried not to grin, the man falling for your trap hook, line and sinker. There was no way a man as proud as him would not rise to the challenge just to prove you wrong.

“Fine. From tomorrow until the end of December, you can’t cum.” You said, “That means no sex and no jerking off. If you fail, I get to decide when we have sex for at least a month.”

“And if I win, you are going to be my little sex doll I can fuck whenever I want with no complaints.” Toji challenged. You scoffed, more than confident that he wouldn’t be able to do it.

“Deal!”

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One week had gone by and it was already hell. Toji had to will himself to not drag you into the bedroom every night, the condescending smirk on your face actually giving him motivation to keep going. Ever since he started dating you, sex was a common and daily occurrence so to have it taken away was difficult for him to navigate but he could do this. He was an adult with self-control and he wasn’t a horny teenager who needed to get their rocks off all the time.

But during week two, he wondered if he truly had the self-control he thought he did.

You were not making it easy for him, oh no. You were a naughty little minx and once Toji went by one week with no sex, you realised you needed to make him break. Whether it was make-out sessions with a bit more tongue than you normally use, or ‘forgetting’ to lock the door while you showered so he’d walk in on you naked, or going to bed in nothing but his oversized t-shirt, or asking him to give you a massage and letting out sweet, filthy little moans as he worked out the knots. These small things were piling up, riling the man up even more to the point where in a sweet kiss from you would make his dick hard. You were good. But he wasn’t giving up.

But neither were you. And you decided to ramp it up for week 3.

“…And what are you doing?” Toji asked, looking you up and down and undressing you with his eyes. You were standing by the bedroom door, looking absolutely stunning in a lingerie piece he hadn’t seen before. It was a beautiful lace red piece, the underwear framing your body deliciously. Your tits, your stomach, your ass and the heaven between your legs- all the blood instantly went to his cock just by looking at you.

“Tojiiii~” you cooed, walking over towards him, your hips swaying seductively as you reached him. He was sitting against the headboard of the bed, idly scrolling through his phone but the random video he was watching was all but forgotten as you crawled between his legs. Your tits were practically swinging in front of his face as you straddled him, the man unable to deny you as he placed a hand on your waist, running his fingers over the soft lace.

“I’m so horny, Toji~” you cooed, rubbing your hand up and down his covered chest, “I need you.”

“Nice try.” The man responded, snorting as he flicked your forehead with his other hand, making you gasp, “I know your game here, little minx. You’re not getting me to fuck you.”

“How mean.” You said, pouting adorably and showing off the lip gloss you had put on, “If you’re not interested, then this can probably go on past November-“ “Not a chance.” Toji growled, gripping your waist so tightly it made you gasp, “You know I’m owning that pussy once this month is up. So be a good girl and wait.” “Wait?” you repeated, raising an eyebrow, “Why do I have to wait? I’m not doing the stupid challenge.” You smiled at the way Toji’s eyes followed you as you got off of him, bending over in front of him as you reached for a familiar drawer in the bedside table.

“Just because you’re not going to fuck me doesn’t mean I can’t have fun~” you said, holding up your favorite wand vibrator as well as a thick, vibrating dildo. “It’s not as big as you, but it’s good enough~”

What proceeded was the worst yet best night of Toji’s life. He watched as you pleasured yourself, your sweet moans echoing through the room as you fucked yourself with your toys. With the vibrator rubbing your clit and the dildo sliding in and out of your pussy, you practically gave him a private show. Your lingerie was still on your body but pulled aside to expose your breasts and your cunt, making you look so delicious he just couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He didn’t dare to touch himself as he helped you along with your session, growling dirty things into your ear as he took over and fucked your cunt with the dildo, working it way better than you could yourself, groaning in delight as he suckled on your nipples as he drove you over the edge.

His dick was so hard it felt like it would explode. But he wouldn’t budge. He wanted to- God he wanted to- but he was going to stay strong. The reward he’d get for sticking with this at the end of the month would feel way better than the momentary pleasure he’d get from rubbing one out. So he stayed strong. Days went by, feeling longer and longer and your antics growing more and more bold. Your masturbation sessions were happening often, you were walking around the house in skimpy clothing, he’d wake up and find that you had ‘accidentally somehow fallen asleep with your face close to his cock’ but try as you might, you couldn’t break him.

He increased the ice-cold showers. He took longer working hours to distract himself. He fingered you so he could remind you of how good he was going to take you once the month was up. Hell, he even took up meditation to try and ease the tension in his body. And finally. Finally. After all that hard work- he made it.

He did it. He actually did it.

He was on the last day of November.

A full month of no sex. No pleasure. No jacking off. His cock hurt and his balls ached so badly, dying for some release and he couldn't wait to get it. Tonight, when the clock strikes midnight, he was going to take you and pound the shit out of you- fucking you so hard you won't be able to walk for days. He made sure you knew it too. Throughout the day, he was whispering filth to you, growling in your ear and palming his cock in front of you, loving the blush on your face as he detailed all the bad and naughty things he was going to do to you tonight. There was no doubt you felt defeated and after this, he was going to break and punish you.

Just an hour. He could do this. He was going to do this!

He was lounging on the couch of the living room, not focusing on what was on the TV as his mind was occupied with lust when he saw you walk out of their bedroom and upto him.

"How do I look?" you asked, twirling around so he could see your outfit. It was a cute short dress with a pair of leggings and he hummed in approval.

"You going out?" he asked.

"Yup!" you said, suddenly dragging a suitcase from behind you, "I’m going to my parents’ house."

Toji raised his eyebrows, his eyes widening. What?

What?

"Excuse me?" he asked, watching as you dragged your suitcase over to the door.

"Sorry, I forgot to mention it before." you said casually, clearly ignoring the expression on his face, "Last minute plan- you know how it is."

"Bullshit." the man snarled, walking upto you before slamming his hands on the wall behind you, caging you, "You're just trying to fuck with me, aren't you?"

"Whatever do you mean?" you asked, a curious tilt in your tone which told Toji all he needed to know, "I just miss home and I know you have a busy workday tomorrow so I didn’t think you’d want to come. That’s not a problem, is it? I’ll only be there for a week.”

“A week-“ Toji growled, nails digging into his fist as he still cornered you against the wall, “You’re not fucking serious.”

You shrugged, faking innocence, “I mean, is there any reason I shouldn’t go? I have a few days off from work and my mom has been begging me to come by someday. The train leaves in…” you checked your watch, ignoring Toji’s scoffs at your audacity, “thirty minutes. So I better get going-“

“You’re not going anywhere you little brat!” Toji snarled, his patience snapping. There was no way in hell he was going to let you leave and have you been gone for a week. He was confident you were just bluffing but he was not taking that change. With a growl, he bent down and threw you over his shoulder, making you yelp as you were suddenly held upside down. He gave you butt a sharp spank, a slap so hard it made you forget how to breathe for a second before he stormed towards the bedroom.

“Wh- what about the bet?” you asked once he threw you onto the bed, Toji immediately getting undressed as he practically ripped his shirt off.

“Fuck the bet.” He said, grabbing you by the ankles before he pulled you towards him, a feral look in his eyes as he fisted the fabric of your tights, “Fuck No Nut November. And fuck you.”

You gasped as he started tearing apart your tights, the fabric ripping away like paper as all he could think about was fucking you. You could see the imprint of his cock straining against his sweatpants, you man already hot and bothered and eager. Your heart was beating fast in your chest, the excitement over-riding the fact that you were going to win the bet. Once the tights were torn enough and before you could even get a second to complain, he flipped you onto your stomach.

He slid your panties to the side, so desperate for you that he couldn’t be bothered to properly undress you before he grabbed two greedy handfuls of your ass. You mewled under him as he squeezed, the man spreading your cheeks apart before he dove in, face first. You yelped as Toji took a long, rough lick of your pussy, the familiar sensation something you truly missed since the start of the bet. You gasped and moaned as he started feasting on your cunt, his thick tongue sliding into you and working you open, your pussy slowly getting wet for him.

Toji growled against you, the vibration making you feel even better as he got you hot and bothered. His cock was so hard it was genuinely hurting him, the sensation of your pussy against his tongue and the taste of your sweet nectar making him go into overdrive. But even your pussy wasn’t going to make him forget how you pissed him off.

“Mmph- this isn’t for you- got it?” he snarled, smacking your ass once to get your attention, “I’m getting this cunt wet enough to fuck my fat cock deep inside you. I don’t care if you feel good and I don’t give a shit if you cum or not- you’ve gotten enough of that this month.”

“Don’t be- ah- mean.” You protested, gasping as he suddenly pulled away from you and flipped you onto your back again. “Oh, I haven’t even gotten started.” Toji said as he grabbed the hem of your dress and pulled it up harshly, also not caring to take it off completely. All he wanted was access to your tits and once he pulled your bra upto your chin, he got what he wanted. “You’ll see just how mean I can be.”

He took a nipple into his mouth before you could say anything, not wanting to hear anything out of your lips unless it was moans, cries or apologies. He slid his fingers into your panties, his thick digits sliding between your damp pussy lips, the slick sound of the contact echoing through the air. Despite the attitude, he knew you missed him too. Dildos just didn’t compare to him.

He slid a finger inside you, the glide easy due to your wetness as he slowly but thoroughly started stretching you out for his cock. Your fingers were in his hair, tugging at it harshly as he suckled on your nipple, his tongue twirling the sensitive bud around before he bit down, making you yelp from the pain. You rocked your hips against his fingers, arching your back as he slid a second one inside you before scissoring you open just how you like it.

“Fuck- good enough.” Toji said, separating from your nipple (which he indeed sucked raw) and gently taking his fingers out of you. He knelt between your legs after he gave you a quick peck on the lips, pushing his pants down to reveal his cock. Your eyes widened at the sight, your pussy throbbing as you gazed at the member you practically hadn’t seen all month. It was rock hard and twitching, precum leaking out of the tip that was so red, you wondered if it would burn your tongue if you sucked on it. His balls were always big and heavy and you didn’t know if the time apart muddled your memory a bit but you swore, they were somehow bigger.

“Spread those fucking legs- show me that pussy.” Toji said, gripping his cock before he started tapping it against your cunt, purposefully targeting your clit and making you tremble from each hit, “Look at that. So needy and dripping even though you fucked yourself on that dildo every other night.”

He spat on your pussy, making you gasp at the vile action but it made your cunt gush even more. He truly was using you like he owned you. His cockhead rubbed at the glob of saliva that was trailing down your cunt before he finally, finally pressed it against your entrance.

“I won’t last long, but I don’t care.” Toji said, rocking his hips lightly as he teased your hole, “You’re here to be my cum dump. You’re here for my pleasure, got it?”

You couldn’t help but he bratty even though every fibre of your being wanted to beg the man to just fuck you already: “Enjoy it since I’m winning this bet~” “Oh, are you sure about that?”

You frowned at his words before your eyes widened and you looked over at the clock to see that…it was midnight. November was officially over. And you had lost.

“That- ah!” you screamed loudly as Toji plunged his cock into you, his girth splitting apart your wet, velvet walls as he pushed into your cunt. He laughed as he got inside you, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he felt your pussy wrap around him, that sweet, amazing feeling of your walls squeezing him greedily. He grabbed your legs by the back of your knees before pushing them upto your chest, catching you in a mating press, driving his cock deep, deep inside you.

“Fuck! Fuck- fuck!” you squealed, the whiplash from realizing you lost to the sensation of your cunt being stuffed full for the first time in a month making your head spin, “I thought- you- fuck!” “Nice try baby.” Toji snarled, body trembling as he got to feel your cunt again, his balls already threatening to spill his seed inside you, “But you’re going to have to try harder- fuck yes- if you wanna beat me~”

He lifted his hips up and thrust into you again, both of you moaning as he stuffed his cock deep inside your delicious cunt. He started picking up the pace, the nasty sound of his balls clapping against your ass was music to his ears as he started using you. This was for him.

“You’re my toy now, understand?” he asked, tightening his hold on your legs and keeping you nice and folded for him, “my sweet little fuck toy that I’m going to use to break every. Single. Fucking. Night!” he thrust harshly at each word, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt his cock deliciously slide inside you, truly owning you. You hated to admit it, but you were secretly happy he won. As he pounded into you, you couldn’t help but remember how torturous this month was for you as well.

Sore pussy be damned, you were too addicted to Toji to give him up.

And while you swore you had more time before midnight struck, you were too cock drunk to think about it. Which was good for Toji as he thought ahead and might have changed the timing on the clock to make it a touch faster. But what you didn’t know wasn’t going to hurt you and by the time he was done with you, you’d forget how to count anyway.

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lil-quinnie · 1 year

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Part I Part II part IV

EXPOSED

modern!gamer!Eddie x f!reader

Warnings +18 : Sub!eddie cursing, dirty talk, grinding, soft!dom eddie at the end, daddy kink, slightly non con, rimjob, unprotected sex, cum eating, exhibitionism, little bit of degration,anal play, let me know if i forgot something.

Word count: 2065

You wake with your phone buzzing frenetically, it's almost 8 am on a sunday, who in the hell was bothering you so early? You opened your eyes slowly to adjust with the light from your cell phone screen. A thousand messages from your best friend, she sends you print screens and a part of a video. You recognize the man's arm holding still a girl, actually, holding a girl's ass up to the camera while he worked on her puckered hole. you've recognized the tattoos on Eddie's arm, the bats and the spider on his chest, you recognized the sound of your sweet moans and the dirty mouth of your boyfriend telling you obscenities while fingerfucking your asshole with mastery.

You sat at your bed, watching in replay the video over and over again, rage filling your veins, not because other people had seen your naked body, they didn't know who you are, nor how your face was. But you felt humiliated!

How could you not? A few ugly nerds watched you being a whining mess to him, like Eddie was a sex god. Of course he is, but he is not always like that dominant, a few nights he is the one crying under you, You wanna get revenge! you want everyone to know how much of a cry baby Eddie was if you pushed the right buttons, and here you are again. Teasing and being a brat while your wish-to-be-a-porn-star boyfriend was playing and streaming to his nerdy friends.

The first time you walked behind his chair, his chat exploded with lots of messages, the majority of them about how hot you are and how he got so lucky, some of them saying how amazing your ass is and they couldn't wait to see your tits too.

He didn't know that you were on that chat, and logged on to your best friend's boyfriend account. The nasty comments making your skin burn, now more than ever you want to eat Eddie alive.

Everytime you approached the computer he turned the screen off, scared about your reaction if you discovered his dirty little secret.

you stopped behind him, your hands working on the tense spot at his shoulder. You fingertips tracing lightly up on his neck, giving his hair a little tug until his face was turned to yours, his lower lips was pressed between his teeths, pleading eyes pierced on yours, you bumped his nose with yours, brushing your lips over his letting love bites on his lip.

"Morning baby boy, missed you at bed" you give him a peck on his lips before heading to the kitchen, filling two mugs with coffee.

"wow! someone woke up in a good mood today, did you enjoy yourself yesterday princess?" he smirked to the webcam, still with the tape on the red light, knowing that his chat probably blows now with the interaction.

"mhm, yeah, you was so good for me baby" you gave him his mug and put yours at his computer table "Actually, you were so good to me that i want to repay to you"

You kneeled in front him, your hands running up and down through his naked thighs until hit the hem of his boxers "wanna make you feel good, baby boy"

Your hands on his waistband pulling his boxers down, letting his cock spring free, resting on his abdomen almost near his belly button making your mouth water. Of course you want revenge but you could do it while having a little fun.

Your fingers circling his cock at the base, giving him the pleading eyes and pouty mouth that you knew he never resisted.

"sw-sweetheart you don't need t... oh!fuck." but you cut him putting only his pinkish tip unto your mouth, sucking and nibbling while you hands worked up and down at his heavy lenght.

"You're gonna be a good boy for me and let me use this pretty cock?" your free hands running up his torso, pinching and twisting his nipples lightly, "gonna let mommy play?"

you deepened your mouth, you didn't reach even the middle of it and he is already losing his shit.

Eddie's knows his was fucked, if he doesn't let you play with him, you are gonna be sad and he hates make you sad. But if he does let you play with him, everyone is gonna know he is a simp for you.

Eddie doesn't had the chance of thinking, you are bobbing your head up and down, almost sucking every part of his fat cock, your tongue playing with his tip twirling and giving him cat licks, until the sound of pop of you letting his dick exit your mouth causing Eddie's moans.

"Use your words baby, good boys use they words and get rewarded for this" you gave his tip a kiss and your fingertips started to draw patterns on his balls "And bad boys who don't use his words, get punished baby, these are the rules"

with your hands on his knees, you push him at the same place he put the chair on your time at the video, letting the webcam film all the mess he already is, and you didn't even touch him properly.

You standed up, giving your audience a full view of your yet covered ass, your eyes never leave Eddie's while you've had your hair in a high bun, you undo the knot of your robe letting the thin fabric slide through your body till it hits the floor. Eddie saw your naked body, nothing covering your soft curves, your soft breast and already erect nipples, he left a little cry escapes at the sigh of your bare cunt, the sound of your voice snapping him from his trance

"I'm gonna ask you one more time, baby" your voice was soft but firm, making him shiver "You gonna let mommy play with this pretty cock of yours?"

"Yes'' He said, you could feel the brattness on his voice, you brought your hand to his neck, heavy pressing his throat making hard to him breath "Yes what?" nothing sweet about your voice now, just angry and demanding.

"Yes mo-mommy, please play with my cock" you can feel the shame on Eddie's face, he was feeling like you felt early morning, he was feeling used and horny, he needed you and needed now.

You kneeled in front of him and, putting all of him on your mouth, your nose bumping into his happy trail, he bucking his hips making you gag on his cock, you pulled over to gain some air and a string of saliva kept you both connected.

He looked at your teary eyes tracing your lips with his tip, you open your mouth giving him space to invade with his big cock, every inch he put on your mouth he whimpers and thank you

"thank you mommy, thank you so much, i'm gonna be a good boy, please, suck my cock, stop tease, please mommy"

"Spread your legs, be a good boy for me shall you?" he was gone long ago, his legs wide, hips leverage shown to the camera not just his cock, but his balls and asshole too.

You licked a wide stripe from his asshole till the tip of his licking cock, his moans were music from your ears, striking you directly to your wet core.

"Ple-please mommy, more" he cries loud, squirming at the feeling of your tongue circling his hole "let me touch my cock, please mommy, please" you put your tongue at his hole, fucking him in and out until his crying.

You bring your wet mouth through his mouth, kissing him,he can taste himself in your tongue, making his dick twitch. It was dirty and he loved it about you.

You kissed his neck, sucking the sensitive skin making him gasp every time your lips collided with his hot skin, your hands running at his torso, giving him light scratches, his hips rubbing at your thigh, you feeling his hard cock stain your skin with his arousal.

"Do you wanna ride mommy’s thighs?" he nodded and whined "but mommy have other plans for us baby" was voice was nothing more than soft velvet, your hands on his thigh to his knees, opening his legs one more time

"you taste so sweet baby, can mommy eat your ass out, you can touch yourself while i do it" you licked his hole making him moan and broughting his hand to his dick, stroking it hard "yes mommy, yes, please please"

The groans Eddie was making every time your sweet tongue hits his hole at the same time he tugs his dick sloppy, almost hitting his climax. Your tongue inside him, your hand massaging his balls and the sound of your moans drove Eddie to his orgasm, spelling his seed all over his belly and hand with a loud moan whose sound sounded more like a crying in your ears.

"What a mess you made, should mommy licked it clean?What do you think, my good boy deserved it?" you grabbed his hand near to your mouth.

"Y-yes, lick it mommy, i've been a good boy", you put one finger into your mouth, twisting your tongue licking all of his cum, you did it until eddie was clean, he was a mess under you by the time you finished, and you liked the view of him all vulnerable for you.

You stand up from your knees, sitting on his lap, head by his shoulder, face hidden on his neck, giving all the watchers a privileged view, your bare sweat breast, hard nipples because of the cold.

Eddie's hands eagerly trying to cover your naked torso, your mouth runs from his neck to his ear, you contourn it with the tip of your tongue before softly whisper

"I know you filmed me at your live yesterday, baby" , giving him a kiss on the soft spot between his ear and neck, causing goosebumps on his skin.

You took your robe from the floor and put it back, taking the coffee's mugs to the kitchen, Eddie was still gain his air back, from his orgasm, from what you just told him, pulling his boxers back, his thoughts racing at his head, made him feel anxious, he stands to walk to you but he notice the smile on your face, the way you are humming to the shitty music the neighbors was listening, the fresh hot coffee on both mugs, you were happy.

You completely forgot about the camera by the time you approach him again, handing him his fresh coffee and giving him a sweet kiss on the lips "Sorry if I was too rough with you bub, i love you".

Eddie kisses your temple and hugged you tight, kissing all your face while your chuckled, one of his hands on your waist, his strong grip keeping you at place while he've hold his mug with his free hand, something about his manly features, his thick neck made you clench your thighs seeking for release.

"Daddy?" your sugar sweet voice, bringing a smirk too the boy's face, pulling you closer to his body, your chest pressed on his side, he could feel your nipples at his naked torso

"I've been a naughty girl daddy, i think i need to be punished"

His hands drops to the fat of your ass, squeezing it and slapping until you was only whimpers under his hand, with a final slap he kiss your cheek

"Go to the room baby, i'm coming right after you" you rush to the bedroom screaming all the way "DON'T BE LONG DADDY, I NEED YOU TO PUNISH ME"

Eddie chuckled by himself, sitting back at his chair, he rolled the bar on the comments session, some guys saying how jealous they are, some others questioning Eddie about his fetiche. He was about to turn the live down when you came from the bedroom to the front of his webcam

"Hey, excuse me guys, now i need my boyfriend to fuck my brain out without you stalkers watching, bye" and just like that you pull the plug of the computer.

"You are a fucking brat, do you know that?" he grabbed you by the throat, nipping your neck and groping your chest "now let daddy punish his bad girl"

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yuri-is-online · 2 months

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Hey, remember the soulmate au by tiyoin(?) I recently read your post abt idia and Leona reacting to yuu being their mates, but I wanna take it a step further since I saw idias line abt the family curse (this has yandere implications so if it's not your cup of tea please feel free to just ignore, nothing is outright mentioned tho)

What if yuu has a family curse similar to the aishi family in yandere simulator? (It's been years since I touched the game so if the lore changed I'm basing it off of 2018 ish lore, just with my own twist) basically yes, yuu CAN feel emotions, they're just muted and barely there. Given the right conditions (like falling in love or spending time with friends) and/or antidepressants they'll basically be like any other person, without them it's like a less severe version of the aishi women pre-falling in love

So, afab ppl born in yuus family, once falling in love, start losing their sanities and adopt yandere like behavior (stalking, increasing rage and jealousy, willingness to murder, etc) unfortunately this means they usually die young (20s or 30s) how quickly/young they die is based on their willpower (resisting the urges) and when/if they fall in love (so someone falling in love for the first time in their 40s and having insane willpower, caving in 20 years later in their 60s has more luck than a 16 year old falling in love and caving in almost immediately). Unfortunately everyone is a carrier, men carry the gene and can pass it to their daughters, but it only presents in the women/afab ppl, so transfems won't be affected but transmascs will.

What if yuu fell in love already (in their own world) and has just been doing a really REALLY good job at Resisting The Urges™️. Like, sometimes they slip up and cave in to anger or get ridiculously jealous, but they try their hardest to tamp down the feelings. Yuu has sworn off falling in love (again) and has given up their dream of having a big family bc of the curse, they're even distancing themselves from their object of affection in an attempt to "be normal again" at the cost of their own sanity.

So yuu gets transported to twst, and without their darling, they have the chance to be normal again, assuming they can get past the initial panic frenzy. Then the soul bond is revealed and they just go "nope. Not this shit again" and spouts cryptic messages about a family curse and swearing off love. I'm pretty sure most of the boys would feel a bit hurt by that lmao

This is mostly made for idia since his segment is what sparked the idea in the first place, but which characters from most to least likely do you think would try to pursue mc and figure out the truth to leave them alone and try to move on? I personally can't see someone like kalim giving up on both but I think the octatrio would try to look for the truth but be 50/50 on pursuing yuu or dropping them like a hot potato. Idia I think would try to relate to yuu and try to pursue them, but I think he'd probably be a bit put off once yuu starts dropping hints about the curse (he's a weeb so it won't take long for him and maybe Ortho to put 2+2 together and figure out the curse)

tiyon's soulmate au can be found here, their first post inspired some asks, which led to my own soulbound au the rules of which can be found here. Please support tiyon and interact with their soulmate au! They're a very creative blog and deserve the attention~ give them some reblogs!

so. uh. I got this ask when I first woke up and 1) very happy to hear from you Rose, always lovely to get a new ask and 2) yandere? sim? has lore? I did not think people actually played the game? help. i've fallen and misplaced my life alert. As a rule I don't really write for a Yuu who is just x character from y game/anime (it is in my rules) so while I was at work realizing I might be old I was trying to think of a way to do this that wasn't just yan sim (I wanted something properly gn) and I think I've got something? I am currently beating away the desire to info dump on you about the myth of Sigurd and Brunhilde (i could scream about that for hours oh god oh please i have written an actual au for that but efkjbekjrgbjrthnytrh) So here is the basic idea:

Yuu ran afoul of a witch in their world and was appropriately cursed. Given the myth I was inspired by I don't think Yuu did anything bad, but they still made the witch mad so they got cursed to lose all reason should they ever fall in love.

"You will be thine own destruction!" Cackles the witch and Yuu, who is actually normal unlike trey this person takes a deep breath and resigns themselves to researching a way to minimize the effects and maybe break it? They don't know they thought magic was fake until they thought they were just doing a favor for someone but turns out they pissed off Baba fucking Yaga.

They start to isolate themselves since they notice the curse starting to eat at them when they are around anyone the love; they consider going back to the witch and asking for further clarification but they can't seem to find them anywhere so they take some deep breaths and do their best to just be normal.

When they end up in Twisted Wonderland, and start feeling... weird. And it only gets worse when Crowley speculates that they might have been brought to Twisted Wonderland because they posses a soulbond.

And Yuu immediately freaks out because they don't want to kill anyone.

Now as for your question for who would try to pursue Yuu vs just leave them... well I don't really like writing un reciprocated feelings so I hesitate to say any of the cast would drop Yuu. In my au it isn't possible for soulbonds to not be reciprocated, and they are already sort of seen as a curse by mages so this... complication might not be normal but it isn't unexpected if that makes sense. Which would probably make Yuu swearing off love hurt even worse.

Kalim wouldn't want to abandon Yuu. Not ever, no matter how much of a danger they could be to him. Hell, he's willing to forgive people who are trying to poison him on the off chance they might regret it. But he is the heir of House Al-Asim, and I could see his dad paying someone to take Yuu out to keep his son safe. Something Jamil sees coming from a mile away and has to just keep quiet about. Something I can see Jamil feeling bad about, he might not like Kalim but you didn't ask for anything that happened to you. And yet the Asim's took your life from you anyway.

Have to disagree about the octatrio just a bit. Floyd would be into this. And so would Jade. But especially Floyd, oh hee hee ha ha his soul mate wants to kill him? Say less he is on his way to get his ass eat beat with an engagement ring in hand. Both he and Jade would be a little disappointed when the curse is broken and you aren't actively trying to kill him anymore... maybe you could try and poison him huh? Like old times?

I wrote 20 paper pages of soulbond au stuff for Azul so I will try to be brief here but... I don't think this situation would be one that made him try to break the bond. He has... complicated feelings about soulbonds already. If anything I could see him thinking he deserves this.

Now Idia. He's complicated. Pre-overblot he has given up on the concept of breaking his own curse, and I could see him feeling the same way about yours. Ortho on the other hand... even before he gets his soul he wants to help. After the overblot I can see Idia pursuing Yuu determined to find the truth and save them. Not that he wouldn't interact with them before that, he's a bit nihilistic so I can see him just making a bunch of jokes about the situation or promising to let Yuu kill him "after this next round." Or just straight up asking them to when he has to hit pity in one of his gachas. It's just cringe enough that it snaps Yuu out of the curse fog for long enough for the two of them to be normal around each other. And by normal I mean incredibly awkward

Anyway that's all I've got. Thank you for the ask ♡

#<3 asks #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #soulbound au #no clue what to call this version of ayuu uh #tw yandere #yandere twst #bonus idea: there was a magicless version of the twst boy in Yuu's world they had been dating and ended up killing due to the curse before #they realized what the witch meant #so yuu already knows that said boy is their soulmate they've held his heart in their hands before #literally c:

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Lay All Your Love On Me

Chapter 4- Drunk Words, Are Sober Thoughts

Josh Kiszka x Reader

Word Count: 6,384

AN: Hi everyone! Here is the fourth chapter of Lay All Your Love On Me from me and @mar-rein12! Thank you so much for all the support on our last three chapters. Here is the taglist incase anyone wants to be added to it: TAGLIST. We hope you enjoy chapter 4, Drunk Words, Are Sober Thoughts.

Also get ready for smut because it doesn't end from here, only gets worse. LOL

Next chapter coming next Tuesday!

Warnings: 18+, SMUTTTTT, 69, Tit fondling, Fingering, Oral (F and M receiving), Angst, Flirting, Cursing, Hickeys, Nudes, Sexting.

y/n's POV

Your last class of the day, Music History, went by pretty fast. Coming to the University of Michigan, you were set on Musical theater being your major, but from listening to Charlotte talk about her major, elementary education, you fell in love with the idea of being a teacher. From there, you observed some music classrooms in your area and knew you had to make a change. You're now a Music Education Major and can’t wait to teach the youth all about your passion.

It's very sunny and warm today, which normally would have led to you picking out a tank top and shorts, but due to the marks all over your chest you opted for a black shirt with a higher neckline and black shorts paired together with your white Hokas. Although the sun felt good on your skin it wasn’t good for your hangover.

Normally a loud upbeat song would be the way to go for after class, but due to the way you’ve been feeling, Groupie Love by Lana Del Rey was the smarter option. You were perfectly content in the moment but your music was suddenly brought to a halt as you felt your headphones being pulled down around your neck..

As you turn to see who it is, you meet the last person you’d want to see, Josh. But something was off, he seemed cocky.

“Hey mama, have a good time last night?”

What is he going on about?

“What?” You ask annoyed.

“Well you seemed to be having a loose night. I have a question, am I always on your mind or were those texts also ‘not meant for me’?”

What. What is he talking about? Your mouth opens to defend yourself, “ I- um, I don't… know what you’re talking about.”

“I’ll see you in there” leaning into your ear, “little cum slut.” He winks and slaps your ass making you jump. He starts walking away into the building.

Immediately, your hand goes to your pocket, opening your messages. Holy shit.

11:14pm y/n: God Josh, I can’t stop thinking about you

11:30pm y/n: I hsd a dream about you, it was so hot.

11:31pm y/n: Fucking me from bwhind, you were calling me a cum slut. I wanna be your cum slut, Josh.

11:54pm y/n: You shoudl come over.

11:55pm y/n: You're probably sleeping like a loser, come over Joshy.

No way. There is actually no way.

You begin to make your way towards the bench outside the building and reread the texts.

You could throw up. You did not recall sending a single one of those text messages. The first text, whatever, but the others… now he has the high ground on you. You can’t go to this practice. He probably thinks you’re a fucking idiot.

You would never care if you sent a drunk text to anyone else, but he’s different. How stupid could I be?

No, you couldn’t let that douchebag win. You pick up your bag and your head, making your way into the building.

You push past the doors, walking with a purpose. Once you get to the room you walk through the doors to see Josh staring at the doorway, as if he was waiting for you to walk in. As you make eye contact your eyes go to him, then to the raven haired girl, next to him.

Wait, why is he talking to her. Josh would never be caught dead talking to “extras,” he's too good for that. So why is she an exception?

JOSH’S POV

God will she ever stop talking. Sophia has nothing of worth to say to you. Normally, you wouldn’t talk to other people on the cast, they're not on your level. She's hot, not your normal type, but you’d do it at least once.

y/n is putting on the act that she's chill, but nothing she’d say or do could convince you after seeing her reaction to the text she sent. You felt kinda bad, but it’s probably something she does a lot.

“Alright everyone!” You hear Coleman scream obnoxiously. “y/n, Josh, I assume you guys worked something out?”

You look at y/n and she's nodding with a big smile on her face, what is she so giddy for?

As everyone clears the stage you and y/n meet in the middle of it. “Okay so since you guys worked things out lets go from the Lay All Your Love On Me scene, got it? Not the speaking, straight to the singing.”

You look at y/n and once again she's smiling ear to ear.

She has a pretty smile. It lights up the room, whether it's fake or not.

You try your best to tune out your thoughts. You climb up your fake rock wall and the music begins and you count yourself in to start singing.

As you make your way down the steps y/n is looking at you with a certain type of eyes.

Not of innocence, but of lust.

“Now everything is new. And all I’ve learned has overturned, I beg of youuuuu.” You sing, leaning in close to her, lips less than an inch apart.

She pushes you and your body slams hard against the wall behind you. You sensed real anger behind that one.

“Don’t go wasting your emotionnn, Lay all your love on meee.” She sings as her hands drag softly down your body, her nose touching yours.

Her vanilla perfume smells so good, it's intoxicating.

As the scene goes on, she continues to mesmerize you. She begins kneeling to the ground, you mirror her.

She crawls to you, her back arched, hips swaying side to side. Usually she’d wear a lower cut shirt, but assuming because of the hickeys, she wore something a little higher neck. You wish she had worn a v-neck. Her tits are perfect.

“A grown-up woman should never fall so easily.”

She finally meets with you, leaving no room for innocence.

“I feel a kind of fear.” Her eyes fasten to yours.

Her hands start at your chest once again, something she would have never done before. With every inch they trailed down, you expected her to stop, but she never did.

“When I don’t have you near.”

They make it to your waistband.

“Unsatisfied, I skip my pride.”

And caresses your already hard dick, leaving it for a moment.

“I beg you dearrr.”

You can’t hold back. Your hands go to her neck and push the hair off her shoulders and inch your mouth closer to her mouth, edging her as you both kneel in front of each other.

You begin to sing. “Don’t go wasting your emotion.” You place one hand on her back, lifting her torso up into you, and press her into your chest, brushing her tits into you as you gently lay her to the ground.

Leaving little space, you press down, pushing your dick onto her pelvis. You watch as her eyes widen a tad and a slight chuckle travels past your lips.

“Lay all your love on meeee.” Your head bows down, closer to her ear as the extras begin to come in from the side stage.

Normally you’d go in for the kiss but you had something else up your sleeve. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard. I know you want me, you cum slut.” You quietly whisper in her ear.

The guys begin to grab you up off her and Coleman shouts.

“STOP STOP!”

Everyone stops in fear, placing you back onto the floor, not knowing why she was so amped up.

“Holy shit, GUYS, that was PERFECT! The tension, the love, whatever you're doing keep it up.”

You lend y/n a hand to get her off the floor. As you pull her up, you continue to pull her in close, her ear meeting your lips.

“I guess we have to keep practicing then.” You smirk at her, anxiously awaiting her response.

“Then I guess I’ll see you tonight at your place?” She says with a wink.

How can she be so confident after all that happened? It made her 100x sexier. But you knew you were going to have to walk the walk after talking so much game. You were going to rock her world tonight.

As practice went on the room got hotter and hotter, and you could tell it was getting to y/n, along with everyone else practicing. She was getting uncomfortable in the shirt she was wearing, sweat beginning to form on her forehead. Next thing you know, she was pulling her shirt away from her body to try and let some air pass through, as she was getting more and more antsy.

You turn away to grab your water, from being out of breath from the last scene, and as you turn back around you're met with a sight. y/n had taken her shirt off leaving her in nothing but her sports bra, her hickeys on full display. You could see Lindsey’s eyes widen and jaw drop. You begin to walk up to them, wanting to hear a piece of how y/n was going to defend herself.

“Holy shit y/n, did you get attacked or something?” Lindsey asks sarcastically.

y/n giggled, “No Lindsey I didn’t, just had a good weekend…”

“Did you now?” You begin to ask. “And who's the man of the week?”

“Doesn’t matter, it wasn’t all that exciting.” She looks at you with a smirk as she takes a sip of her water.

“What did you guys do?” Lindsey prods for more.

“Well, not all that much. We watched a movie and then he was getting touchy, which I didn’t mind. Then I straddled him and we made out and he was about to go down on me but someone walked in on us.”

“WHAT, that’s crazy! You have such an exciting life.”

You roll your eyes at the statement. “Are you going to see him again?” You question her, as if you don’t already know who ‘mystery man’ is.

“I might Josh, but I hope he brings more to the table this time, or else I’m gonna have to call up my regular hookup.”

Your eyebrows raise, “You’ll have to keep us updated then, I guess.” You shoot her a devious smile, you watch as her cheeks reddened a tad.

“Oh I will.” y/n says to you.

Lindsey is staring at the both of you now, looking confused. “Am I missing something?”

“No Lindsey, Josh is just a nosy piece of shit.” She leans in to whisper to her. “Plus he probably gets no action so he likes to listen in on what happens in the bedroom.” Making sure you were still able to hear.

Everyone disperses and we run a couple more scenes, before Coleman dismisses us.

You look to find y/n packing up her stuff. When you spot her in the corner putting her shirt back on, you walk over to her with your bag.

“Hey.” You ask innocently.

“Hi Josh.” She waits for you to leave. “Do you need something?”

“Well I was going to see if I could walk you back to your dorm? It doesn’t make up for not walking you back the other night obviously. I feel bad though, sooo, can I?” You give her a dorky, little smile.

She smiles at you and thinks about it as you two make it towards the doors, opening it for her as she walks through. “Okay fine, but I have to stop at the campus store first to grab a celsius. I don’t want to be a drag tonight.” You look at her and smile. She looks back with a scared look. “Wait, do you not want me to come over? I thought you were being for real but if you're not I can just…”

“y/n, stop. I want you to come over. Calm down.” You pull out your sunglasses, the sun burning your eyes and skin, but you look over to y/n to see her uncomfortably squinting and covering her eyes with her hands.

“You want these?” Handing her your sunglasses.

“No I’ll be okay, it's the consequences of my own drunken actions.” Realizing what she brought up she goes silent.

“You know I didn’t mind those texts you sent.” You say opening the doors to the campus store.

“I’m sure you didn’t mind, but I’m the one who sent them.” She says as she makes her way back to the refrigerated section.

“Were they true?”

“Well yeah, I don’t think even drunk me would make up something as crazy as that.” She reaches in and grabs a kiwi guava celsius and makes her way up to the register.

“Is that your favorite flavor?” You ask her as you begin to reach into your pockets.

“Oh for sure. I had a big 24 pack in my dorm but I kinda went through that already since the beginning of the semester.”

You thought about it, “It’s only been a little over a month.” She nods cutely and puts her celsius on the counter.

“Just the celsius please.”

“That’ll be $2.39.” She places her backpack on the floor to grab her wallet out, but before she could stand up you quickly tapped your card to the reader. You grab the celsius and look at her as she stands there confused.

“Okay let's go.” You smile at her and she awkwardly puts her bag back on and heads towards the door.

“You didn’t have to do that Josh.”

“I know, but I wanted to.” You open it and hand it to her.

She takes a sip and hands it back to you, “You wanna try it?” You look for a moment and think. “You can’t make the excuse that you're a germaphobe, you had your tongue down my throat.”

You take it and take a small sip and a shock of flavors and bubbles wash over your tongue.

“Ew, what the fuck. You drink this shit everyday?”

“WHAT, I love it. How can you not?” She grabs it back and takes another sip. Beginning to walk down the path to her dorm building.

“Do they hurt?”

“Does what hurt?” You take a look down to her chest, to where the hickeys would be if they weren’t covered.

“Oh phh, no.” She laughs. “Not as nearly as bad as other times before, this one time this guy Mark he left um… um never mind.” She awkwardly laughs and looks down to the sidewalk.

As she makes her way up the steps and swipes her card into the building she turns to you.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring him up. And I’ve been thinking about it and I respect what we have going on here, with practicing and well…a little more than that. So I'm not going to be talking and getting with other guys while this progresses. I want this to be like the real deal for the show, so I want to put in the effort for it.”

She stands there for a moment, waiting for you to respond. “Okay, deal. I won’t be getting with anyone either.” She smiles at you holding the door open to the building.

“Okay, cool. Um well I’ll see you tonight.” She smiles letting the door close behind her.

She’s all yours. Well until the show is over. Which leaves you a month to make it happen for real.

y/n’s POV

You walk into the living room, drop your bag onto the floor, and make your way into the bathroom. Your head had been pounding all day and you wanted to feel the best you could for tonight with Josh.

You waltz over to the cabinet and rummage through the drawers for the ibuprofen. After swallowing them down with the sink water, you look up to yourself in the mirror. Jeez. You look like a mess. You have to get yourself ready before you head over to Josh’s.

As you strip off your sweaty garments you look into the mirror and notice the soft purple marks scattered across your skin. You were kind of sad they were starting to fade, you liked being marked by him.

But you were happy that you were both able to reach a civil agreement, you weren’t best friends by any means, but you were kind of excited that you were each other's until the show was over. You liked the level of commitment you both had for each other.

You enter into the shower and put a lot of thought into everything you were doing. Making sure you got a good clean shave, shampooing your hair really well, and making sure your body was clean in preparation for tonight.

As you get out of the shower, you dry yourself off and slip into your soft robe. And notice a text

Josh 7:45pm: Come over around 9, don’t eat anything.

Hmm, you wonder what he has planned. You heart the text and begin to towel dry your hair and wonder what hairstyle you should do for tonight. You think about different times you've worn your hair a certain way and remember Josh giving you a little extra when your hair was down.

You get out your blow out brush and plug it in and start sectioning your hair into pieces. You begin styling your hair and after about thirty minutes you finish. You really like the way it looks when you blow it out but sometimes you just don’t have the effort. You lotion up your body and then walk into your room and begin to pick out an outfit.

While the shorts were great for last time, you wanted him to have to make more of a move this time. So you opt for a pair of navy blue leggings and a tight black athletic t-shirt, this time, opting for no bra on purpose. You take a seat at your vanity and begin with a dewy base, cream blush, black mascara, and lip gloss.

You make sure your gold necklace with your initial, that you never take off, is centered on your neck. Pairing it with your normal stack of earrings and apple watch. Finishing off with your spray deodorant and douse yourself in your coconut vanilla perfume.

You check the time and it was 8:38. Which gives you plenty of time to get your things together and say bye to Charlotte. You walk to the kitchen and fill up your hot pink Stanley with ice and water and chug the rest of the Celsius from earlier. You quickly brush your teeth so you're all fresh and then make your way into the living room to grab your belt bag and say bye to Charlotte.

“Are you going out y/n?” Charlotte asks while deep into her HayDay game play.

“I am, I’m going to Josh’s again.” You look into the mirror to check your hair and makeup, fixing the lipgloss on your lips.

“Again? Are you guys a thing or something?”

“It’s complicated.” You grimace at her.

“What! Complicated? With the same Josh Kiszka that you hated deeply a few months ago?” She raises her eyebrow at you, with a slight smirk on her face.

You shake your head and laugh. “Whatever, plus we both kinda agreed on being committed to each other, just for the role, until this is all over. Which I don’t mind.”

Charlotte smiles at you, “Okayyy, well you two have fun tonight.”

You smile back at her and blow a sweet kiss to her and pull your bag over your shoulders and grab your water bottle and head out the door.

“USE PROTECTION!” You hear from the crack of the door.

“Sure…” you mutter under your breath, closing the door, making sure it is locked behind you.

y/n 8:58pm: omw

As you make your way to his apartment you reapply your lip gloss and fluff your hair to give it a lot of volume.

It was a little chillier that night than you had expected, so the no bra decision was starting to seem like the wrong decision. As you begin to walk up the stairs to his apartment you try to warm up your body before you would have to knock on the door.

Once you finally get to the door, you look down to see that warming yourself up didn’t help very much with hiding your hardened nipples. You knock on the door and wait for Josh to answer but hear shouting from behind the door. After a few seconds of waiting you’re met with Jake again at the door. Were they fighting for who was going to get the door?

“Hey y/n”, you watch as Jake’s eyes flick down to your chest. You get a sudden surge of self consciousness and cross your arms over yourself.

“Hi Jake”, you shoot him a tight smile, slipping past him through the doorway. Your nipples graze over his chest as you walk by him. He smirks to you and looks down to your tits, obviously feeling them when you walked by.

“You know, once this whole ‘thing’ you guys have is over, I'm here waiting for you.” Quickly exiting out the door before anything else can be said. Leaving you left with Josh standing in the hallway.

“What was he saying, y/n?”

You thought about saying the truth but didn’t want to ruin the night. “Nothing just joking about being ‘safe’ tonight you know.”

“Right… well, I have something in the living room for us.” Josh smiles to himself. He swiftly grabs your hand, leading you into the living room. Upon entering the room, you see two white bags sitting on the coffee table. “I got you a bagel from that little shop on main. I know you mentioned the everything bagel with lox so I got that, I hope it's okay.” You smile ear to ear and look at him and notice his cheeks blushing.

You can’t help but hug him. He wasn’t the tallest person, but it was a nice difference for your 5 foot stature.

“This is so sweet Josh, you didn’t have to do that.”

“I know but we did really well today and I thought it was deserved. So what do you wanna do?”

“Do you wanna watch a show, have you ever seen Community?”

“No, as long as it's not a stupid ass show we can watch it.”

“Yay, I think you’ll like it. Could you plug my phone in somewhere, I think it's gonna die.”

He takes and brings it back to his room and comes back out to meet you in the living room.

As you take the seat that you were in not too long ago, Josh hands you your bagel. It looked so yummy, considering how hungry you were. He brings up Community on Netflix and starts the first episode letting it play while you guys eat your bagels. Throughout, he laughed a few times at the raunchy jokes made by the characters. You begin to feel far from him and want to make a move. You begin to nestle yourself in between his legs, leaning your back into his chest. As time went on he wrapped his arms around your torso, resting them on your stomach. By the 6th episode you were very comfortable, it felt like you had melted into each other.

He began to release your arms that were tangled with his, one making its way down to your legs and the other wrapping around your tits. Your head tilts back to look at him, resting on his shoulder.

“What do you think you're doing, Joshy?”

“I’m just trying to make you feel good mama.” As he says that you feel a hand begin to pass under the waistband of your leggings. “Is this okay?” You nod frantically wanting it so incredibly bad. “Speak to me y/n, use your words.”

“Yes Josh.” You grab his hand moving it faster to your heat, slipping it past your underwear.

“Patience y/n, you’ll get what you want. I’m gonna make you feel so good baby, you won't even remember the others.” As soon as he was done talking, his fingers started making fast circles around your clit and his left hand going under your shirt, squeezing your left tit.

You started moaning uncontrollably. You wish you could have held it in, but he knew the spots to get you going. “Talk to me, Josh, Talk me through it.” His fingers teased your entrance, before they were forcefully plunged into you.

“Fuck, baby. You’re such a fucking slut. You feel so nice and wet around my fingers. Who’s got you this wet baby, huh? Tell me.”

“You Josh, fuck, I’m all yours. Your fingers feel so good in my pussy. Are you gonna make me cum?” Your hands reach behind you and grip onto his hair for leverage.

For a moment he stops, before lifting you up and carrying you to his bedroom. When you get there you’re gently laid down on your back on this navy blue comforter. He begins to peel the leggings off your legs and discard of your shirt, leaving you in only your black, lacy thong. You felt exposed, but Josh made you feel safe.

“You’re so fucking perfect.” He begins to leave a trail of kisses down your body, making sure to kiss over the purple marks he made before, and leaving new ones down by your underwear before pulling those off too.

“Look at that pretty pink pussy. All for me.” He says while letting his finger pass through your slick, examining how wet you are, before bringing it up to his mouth and tasting you. “God, I've been thinking about how you taste after our little interruption last time.” Without further warning he goes down in between your legs licking up your slit, getting a good taste.

“Fuck Josh, please just do it. Eat me the fuck out.” You beg him.

“Patience sweetheart. You’ll get what you want.” He fuels your fire.

He leaves more kisses and hickeys in between your legs, basically making contact with anything but your pussy. After a while of teasing you couldn’t take it any more.

“Please Josh, I need you. Tongue fuck me. I need you so bad Josh.” You’re sick of his games, you are desperate at this point.

“Are you always like this? A fucking slutty brat. Such a dirty little girl.”

His face dives back down in between your thighs, immediately creating circles on your clit, causing your hand to go straight down to his hair. “FUCK Josh, don’t stop. Just like that.”

As he continues going down on you, your back arches, pushing his head in further.

It was all so good, you were so close, it was all perfect.

RING RING RING

Your head shoot’s up along with Josh’s. It’s your phone. Oh fuck. Josh goes to grab it and it was the last person you could have wanted to call you. Mark. Fuck.

“Um, just ignore it Josh, I don't know why he's…”

Before you can say more Josh answers. “Hello?”

“Hi, who is this, I’m looking for y/n.”

“She's a little busy right now, isn't that right baby?” He says before placing the phone onto your chest and looking deep into your eyes beginning to press his fingers back into you.

“Hi Mark, um yeah I’m a little, FUCK.” Josh curled his fingers hard and fast right into your g-spot. “Um, I can’t talk right now.”

Josh picks the phone back up, not missing a beat on your g-spot. “Yeahhhh sorry about that.”

“Okay um I’ll call back later I guess?” He asks, confused, you’re usually never busy.

“No you won’t.” He hangs up the phone and throws it to the ground.

He brings his full attention back to you. “Just so you know, you're mine. Only mine, not Marks, or whoever else you have in your phone, mine. Got it slut, tell me who you are.”

“I’m yours Josh only yours, I’m a slut for you.” He smiles, beginning to pick up the pace. He leans down kissing you passionately. You were so close to orgasm but you didn’t want to do it like this.

“I’m so close Joshy, but this isn't how I wanna cum.” He stops, very confused on why you were making him stop. You begin to lift yourself off the bed and switch your positions letting him sit on the bed, and bring yourself in between his legs.

“Take these off Josh, let me see what I’ve caused.” You lightly tug on the waistband of his shorts.

Josh stands up, pushing down the sweatshorts he had on from earlier. Releasing his cock, letting it slap against his abs. It was much different than it looked in the pictures. You spit into your hand and begin to pump up and down on him, just barely able to get your hand all the way around. You rub your thumb around his tip a few times, eliciting a moan from him.

You could tell he wanted you to suck him off, but didn’t want to push you down. You looked up to him, “You want me to suck your dick Josh, gag on it while it's in my throat?”

“Fuck yes, y/n, please I need you.”

“Beg for it Josh, the same way you made me.” You whisper seductively into his ear, earning a shudder from him.

“Please baby, I need you so bad, I wanna feel your mouth around my cock. You’ll feel so good, then I can make you feel so good, please mama. I fucking need it”.”

With that you took as much of him into your mouth as you could, still having your hands wrapped around it pumping up and down, synchronized with your mouth.

It was like an automatic response for his hands to go to your hair, yanking at the nice blowout you had, wrecking it with no remorse. But you didn’t mind, you wanted to make him feel good and to always remember how you made him feel.

You were starting to gag on his dick, but you weren’t gonna back down that easily. The watery feeling you knew all too well started in your eyes. Tears began trickling down your flushed cheeks, undoubtedly taking your mascara along with them.

“You’re a mess, baby. I fucking love it. Such a dirty whore for me.”

You took him out of your mouth for a moment, trying to get a little air, continuing to pump him with your hand. He looks down to you, wiping a tear from your face. “You’re so fucking sexy, y/n.”

“Get up.” You say forcefully.

“What?” He shoots you a confused look, brows furrowing.

“I said get up. Lay in the middle of the bed.”

Without any further questioning Josh moved back so he was at the center of the bed. You begin to climb on top of him and turn so your pussy was hovering above his face.

“Are you gonna finish the job Josh?” Before you could respond he pulled you down onto his face, leaving little to no room for air. It was time for you to finish the job for him, as well.

You leaned down taking him into your mouth again, knowing it can’t be too long until he's gonna cum. The feeling beneath you though was becoming a distraction for what you had to do. You were moaning onto his cock, which led to vibrations that you knew would make him moan back. It was becoming a match of who would cum first. Both of you were so close to finishing, you were beginning to meet your climax.

“I’m gonna cum y/n, move your mouth.”

Does he not know who you are?

“y/n, move your fucking mouth,” he repeats.

You bob your head faster and faster before you feel warm fluid hit the back of your throat.

“Oh fuck baby, you’re so fucking hot sucking up my cum.” He wasn’t going to waste anymore time. You sucked up the rest of him before swallowing it. You lifted your body up, bracing yourself on the bed beneath you. Josh’s tongue began to pick up the pace, his hands digging into your hips, and you were really feeling it.

“FUCK, Im gonna cum Josh don’t stop please.”

Within seconds you felt a wash of pleasure all over your body, riding out the high on his face.

You pull yourself off him and lay beside him. He’s silent for a moment before turning and looking at you.

“You’re a fucking slut you know that? God damn.” His hand trails gently along your thigh.

You smile thinking about, “Yeah I know, this slut made you cum though, hard.”

He rolls over kissing you hard, threading his hand through your hair.

“Do you wanna, uh, stay the night?”

You thought about it. Your first class wasn’t until 12 anyways. Plus you could always go back to your room beforehand.

“I mean if you really want me to. I don’t want to intrude or anything.”

“I do, I really do. You’re not intruding at all. Plus, I wouldn’t want you to have to walk back after all of that.”

You smile before getting up to look at yourself in the mirror in his room. Holy shit. You looked like a mess. Your hair was absolutely destroyed, knotted and messy. Makeup was smeared all over your face and mascara was trailed all down your cheeks. Your skin is bruised with fresh hickeys. You were a nightmare. Mirror mirror on the wall who’s the sluttiest of them all. You. Definitely you.

“How could you look at me, I look insane Josh.” You begin to walk back over to the bed.

“What are you talking about, you look so fucking hot. I thought I mentioned that many times.” You both laughed before he got up.

“Do you need something to sleep in?”

“Yeah that would be good, do you just have a shirt and shorts, or even boxers? I don't really care.

He nods before picking out some blue gingham boxers and an oversized Michigan t-shirt. You slip them over your body and make your way to the bathroom before freshening up.

You quickly wash your face off with some warm water and try to brush down your hair as much as possible. When you come back out and make your way back into his room he isn’t there.

“I'm in the kitchen y/n.” You turn your head and walk down the hallway and to the right into the very small kitchen where Josh got two glasses of water, handing one to you.

“You know with how well you did tonight I would have thought you were a whore yourself, or is that something you like to keep to yourself?” You look down to check your watch. 11:48, not too late but you were definitely getting sleepy after all of that.

He laughs making his way back to the living room sitting down long ways on the couch, where he once was. Not knowing where he wanted you to sit, you took the safe choice and sat down next to his feet.

“I mean I’ve had my fair share, but nothing crazy.” You take a sip of his water before placing it on the end table and grabbing the remote to click “Continue Playing” on the TV. He turned around and grabbed the blanket that was across the back of the couch.

“Are you scared of me or something, after all of that? If anything I should be scared of you.” You laughed and laid your head in his chest. He flung the blanket up so it was on top of both of you.

“What time do you have to be up tomorrow?” You asked.

“Well I have a class at 11 so I have an alarm set for 10.”

“Okay, I’ll just wake up when you do so I can go back to my room and get ready for class. I’ll be right back. I'm just gonna text my roommate that I won’t be back.”

He nods, picking up the blanket to let you go pass. You quickly scurry back to his room and just let Charlotte know that you’d be back tomorrow morning to walk with her to your class that you have together.

As you leave the hallways you’re met in the middle with someone you hadn’t seen all night, Jake. You didn’t even hear the door open.

He looks at you, noticing the shirt you had on, making his eyebrows go up. You begin to go around him before you are stopped. “You could do better, I’ll be here when you're ready for the treatment you deserve.” He whispers. You stare at him for a moment before making your way back into the living room.

Josh is laughing at whatever just happened on the show and he happily lifts the blanket for you to get back under.

“You could do better, I’ll be here when you're ready for the treatment you deserve.”

What is up with these Kiszka men? You brush off what Jake had said to you, remembering that as if now you’re Josh’s. As you watch the show you begin to doze off. Your eyes closed and had to force them to stay open, and Josh playing with your hair was making it harder. You decided that it was definitely time to just call it quits and sleep. You lift your head to Josh who was intently watching the screen. How is he not tired?

“Goodnight Josh, thank you for tonight.” You press a kiss onto his lips. You could feel a smile forming beneath yours.

“Night y/n, I’m glad you had a good night. Sleep well mama.” Pressing one final kiss into your head.

With that you were out like a light, sleeping the best you had in a while. Dreaming about the night you had and the future that will come.

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Flower husbands big long over-analysis rant because I'm insane. This is very angsty tbh so no fluff here, even though in my heart they are the softest and most in love couple ever, that's still true they just also happened to go through death games so-

Overall

They make me miserable knowing they’ll never get to be happy because Jimmy keeps running away from the relationship, maybe because he doesn’t want to commit or he’s just happier leaving it in the past while it was literally Scott’s everything and seeing him still teasingly trying to bring it up to Jimmy. Like in a "haha I’m so over it aren’t I so over it look at how over it I am’" way when he’s definitely, joking about it with Jimmy just so that Scott isn’t the only one with memories of what once was a perfect marriage. They got to be in love in third life and Jimmy hadn't been so occupied with Tango or anything (Not Ranchers hate just thinking about flower husbands)

He's hoping those times of peace and love aren’t so far gone that he will forever be the only one to hold them. Because Scott still remembers burying his husband, Scott still remembers arriving at the desert just a second too late. Scott remembers the anger he felt from its loss. Jimmy remembers the happy times, the teasing the loving the smothering the tender love and gentle care for each other yet he still doesn’t want to go back. Jimmy wasn’t alive for the bad times, Scott was, and maybe something about those bad times makes Scott cherish what they had ever dearer. Maybe because Jimmy doesn’t remember, he takes it all for granted, that if he came back, if he ever decided to, it would always be that way, and if he moved onward to someone else, it would be that way too.

The thing is with love is that Scott's only been hurt by it. Except for when he was with Jimmy. Scott’s love came with 3rd life only to have it ripped from him by a husband taken too soon. Scott’s love came with last life only for that loved to be tainted by the nightmare of winning. Scott’s love came with double life, a love so strained and painful that it could hardly be counted as a love at all, the fighting and spite the swords held at each others throats both seeking revenge for their tarnished relationship. Both never willing to sit and understand each other. Scott’s love came with limited life, where he gave and he gave and he gave, and the only thing he received was the scorching hot bucket of lava that covered his skin. And Scott’s love came with secret life, where he trusted and was betrayed, where he forgave and was used, where he loved and he let himself be killed. Jimmy constantly surrounded by people trying to save him and Scott by people who try to use him. Jimmy is the only ever love Scott had that was gentle and it is something that he will never get back.

But Jimmy doesn't have malicious intentions, Jimmy also is just trying to find a way to live. The canary curse affecting everything that happens to him, maybe it's because he knows he'll die before everyone he both wants to live that time to the fullest and not get peoples expectations up because he doesn't wanna hurt people when they lose him.

3rd Life

Jimmy’s 3rd life death I will never ever get over. The last thing he gets to see is his husband being shot down in front of him after fighting for both their lives. And then Jimmy can’t even live for him, he tries to, he tries his best. He’s shot right at the escape tunnel, and somehow Scar who’s been on red for much longer and is much more reckless is still alive. The man who has double-crossed everyone on the server lives, yet the man who only ever wanted to protect his husband was cruelly shot down. Scott running back to the desert to see everything in ruins, and he finds out that Scar pulled the TNT too late, that all of that was for nothing, and the only one who actually died was his husband. Scott not even being there to see it happen, he wasn’t there in his husbands final moments neither of them got to say goodbye. And then Scott being so fucking distraught about it that all of his grief crystallises around his head, so that he can keep his grief with him and out of the grasp of the watchers of which grief they love to feed out. Maybe one last desperate attempt to keep their love untainted.

Double Life

There’s something about how Scott went out of his way to build a ranch. Like he could have called it anything else at all, but he decided to make it a ranch. The same thing Jimmy and Tango called their base. And not only did he do that but he made it basically a couples counselling but so he could break up pairings. So he could break up pairings like the ranchers. Maybe he misses his husband so much he's willing to do things he would never normally do. Because he doesn't want to hurt people or hurt their relationships, but he also wants his husband back

Limited Life

Limited life flower husbands ruins me the most because of what could have been. Scott trying so hard to get Jimmy to say literally anything that could be taken in an “I still care for you sense” and Jimmy just giving him nothing to work with. ‘I gave you a pufferish of peace, Jimmy’ ‘Yeah, someone took it. i don't know where it is anymore, I lost it.’

The whole ‘Love you’ thing, the fact he didn’t even have to mean it but he still wouldn’t bring himself to say it. BUT ALSO!!! Why wouldn’t he say it? If he really didn’t love Scott, then he surely would have no problem lying to him or just saying it was platonic. I mean Scott was offering up a whole 30 minutes for something so simple, but he didn’t. He just outright refused. Which makes me think maybe he does still love Scott; he didn’t say love you back because he knows he means it and he can’t risk loving anyone in a death game.

Maybe Jimmy is avoiding all of this and purposefully trying to sever ties so he doesn’t have to worry about the pain that comes with watching someone you love die. He doesn’t say ‘love you’ back because giving Scott that hope when Jimmy knows they can’t have anything like that is cruel, so in his own way, it’s a sort of mercy. They could love each other, though I mean Scott shows that constantly that he isn’t really worried about the consequences. Jimmy just sees how everyone else has suffered because they’ve loved and doesn’t want that for himself. Which is okay, that doesn't make him bad, he just cares.

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They're both just trying to love each other in a way that keeps them both safe. They love each other too much and neither of them can love the other in the same way. Both are so longing and hoping for third life back.

Tbh I have hope for flower husbands redemption in season 6

But yeah 3rd life flower husbands peak and I am so third life brainrotted it's officially the only season for me

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virusinfected-memes · 2 years

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TUMBLR TEXT POST SENTENCE STARTERS, PT. 1 ;

75 starters. CW: blood mention, cussing, death. Starters come from various text posts floating around Tumblr. The only thing changed for this post was adding capitalization and punctuation. Feel free to change words and pronouns as needed!

“All I do is drink water and be stupid.”

“All I do is rotate three outfits and talk shit and have panic attacks.”

“All I want these days is to hike through a mossy forest filled with heavy fog and get lost for a while.”

“Am I supposed to feel sorry for the those two guys who died in the Blair Witch house? Who broke into HER home, trespassed on HER land, and messed with HER stick bundles? I don’t!”

“Baby girl, you are strange and off-putting.”

“Can necromancers heal depression?”

“Did I need it? No. Did I buy it? Yes.”

“Don’t forget that what you see isn’t all there is.”

“Do you ever wanna bond with someone so bad you’re like, “Damn, I wish we were knights on a dangerous quest...”?”

“Do you think the world could suddenly end on a night as quiet as this?”

“Fuck yeah, I’m an influencer! My content is clownery, I promote stupidity, and I’m sponsored by the circus.”

“Have people in horror movies never seen a horror movie?”

“Holy shit... I’M the demon living in my house?”

“Hot tip: bury yourself in the forest to recharge, never come back, and become a local cryptid.”

“Humans are really good at remembering each other’s bad decisions.”

“I am one percent human and ninety-nine percent tired.”

“I don’t really feel like existing today.”

“I do this really cute thing where I shut down and hate everybody.”

“I feel like I’m in the Sims where it takes five hours to make pasta and then you have to immediately go to bed.”

“If I can’t hand my lover a cup of coffee and kiss their forehead while they’re working, then what even is the point?”

“If my son is stealing pies off window sills, it’s because I taught him to do that, bitch.”

“If you aren’t someone the church wanted dead three hundred years ago, are you really living?”

“If your computer has malware... that’s me in there. If you take care of me like a little Tamagotchi pet, I will leave and give you a secret present in your files.”

“I hate those really vivid dreams that you’re still emotionally attached to after you wake up. You’re stuck, feeling for something that technically doesn’t exist.”

“I’m giving up personhood to become a full-time abstract concept.”

“I’m like a shitty anime dating sim. If I talk to six people, I have to immediately go to bed. If I go grocery shopping, that’s half my HP.”

“I’m off to kill the most powerful man in the world.”

“In the 90s, computers would scream every time you went online. That was foreshadowing.”

“I procrastinate so much now that if I ever became a vampire I will literally put things off for centuries.”

“I think I want my next piercing to be through my heart with a wooden stake.”

“I think my dark under eye circles are adding to the aesthetic, actually.”

“I think the far healthier app to have in middle school was the DSi camera, not Tik Tok.”

“It’s okay to be obsessed and in love with me.”

“I was born in the wrong generation. Take me back to the paleoarchean era. I want to be insentient. I want to be bacteria.”

“Little known fact: once you’re older and you’re no longer in school, time stops being real. Did that thing happen one year ago? Two? Five? A few months ago? Who knows.”

“Maybe if we all just collectively start decorating now, we can... force it to be Halloween.”

“Me? Tired? Sleepy? Yes, constantly.”

“My blood is glow stick juice. That’s why all my bones crack when I move.”

“My body is less of a temple and more of a rotting 19th century mansion rumored to be haunted by several wicked and vengeful spirits.”

“My body is my temple. Ancient and crumbling. Probably cursed.”

“My hobbies include laying in bed in my underwear while I listen to music and hate myself.”

“My kink is closing doors so that I’m in complete solitude.”

“My superpower is going into a book store and immediately forgetting the name of every book I’ve ever wanted to read.”

“Not all your life decisions have to be smart. Some can be purely for cinematic value.”

“Nothing should go back to normal. Normal wasn’t working.”

“Not really a fan of this ‘being a person’ thing.”

“People keep saying “go big or go home” as if going home doesn’t sound like the best idea ever. Hell yeah, I wanna go home, and I’m gonna take a nap when I get there.”

“People who suggest getting breakfast together as a hangout plan are the kind of people you want to hang onto.”

“Pray for me. Nothing’s wrong, I just want more power.”

“Protect me from what I want.”

“Pro tip: instead of having feelings, try being dead inside. Everything is still horrible, but you will not care at all.”

“Remember, you can disappear into the woods whenever you want. You’re an adult.”

“Reminder: you can start over at any time. Your day is not ruined. Your world is not over. Take a deep breath. Start over.”

“Rest in peace to everyone killed by the gods for their hubris, but I’m different. And better. Maybe even better than the gods.”

“Sexting? Nah, I’m into spexting. Spooky texting. Ever seen a ghost? Hit me up.”

“Something all children covet is the generic black t-shirt with white skull worn by cartoon teenagers.”

“Sometimes a girly just needs to mask her declining mental state by calling herself a girlboss and that’s okay.”

“Sorry, bro, I can’t hang out today. I used up all my mana.”

“Sorry I tried to drink your blood. I think you’re cute.”

“The internet is awesome, but you can’t download love.”

“The only reason I still have depression is because I can’t take my brain out and blow on it like a DS cartridge.”

“The older you get, the more you appreciate just chilling at home doing nothing.”

“The world is just generally better when you’ve recently eaten a sandwich.”

“The worst part about kissing a perfect ten is the cold feeling your lips get from touching the mirror.”

“Very sexy of me to be isolating myself and rotting into the floor.”

“Well, the horrors may be beyond YOUR comprehension, but I understand them perfectly.”

“What does your soul look like?”

“What ever happened to personality? I want decorative towels that aren’t boring! I want NOVELTY! I want people to come over to my house and look at my trinkets, and immediately think “this lady is a wacko” and also “her stuff is haunted!””

“When fat Pikachu finally returns, I know he will single-handedly save our economy.”

“Yeah, I could have cracked the Zodiac cipher before those guys did. I just didn’t want to.”

“You cannot find peace by avoiding life.”

“You can’t keep dancing with the devil and wonder why you’re still in Hell.”

“You know what I would be if I was in a video game? That dead body you find at the beginning with like ten gold.”

“You think too much. You’ll make yourself ill if you keep that up.”

#ask meme #inbox meme #roleplay meme #rp meme #rp sentence starters #sentence starters #tumblr #* mine

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multi-kpop-fanfics · 2 years

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All To Yourself

pairing: best friend!Wonwoo x gn!reader

genre: a bit of fluff and suggestive (implied smut), best friends to lovers!AU

warnings: cursing, kissing, sexual tension, mild scratching, slight possessiveness, mutual pining but make it silent, use of petnames (sweetheart, baby)

word count: will add later

Summary: Maybe you shouldn't have kissed your best friend. Or maybe you should have done it sooner.

Author's note: There is no excuse anymore lmao, y'all can blame @delicatewerewolfsoul for this

tagging: @dinosbestie @wonwussy @wonwoosthetic (suffer hehe <3)

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Jeon Wonwoo is a very intriguing person.

He always has a way to make heads turn around, enticing people with his naturally attractive looks and smart wits, but only a few selected have actually grasped what he's all about.

You, as his best friend, are one of them.

It's really funny, actually. How cliché everything is - having a crush on the off limits hot best friend for the longest time and cheeks heating up every time you're meeting up with him, whether it's at your favorite cat café or that ramen restaurant that you've been going to since college.

Except it has started to get unbearable as of lately and it's about to drive you crazy, especially now that he's staying at your place, because the floor of his own apartment is currently being repaired - a broken pipe in the kitchen can be a pain in the ass.

And that's how your best friend ended up staying over.

"Hey Y/N?", "Yeah?", "Do you have any spare towels?", "They are in the cupboard, under the counter", you answer, "Why do you ask?".

"Uh, I wanna take a shower and I forgot to get some from my house", he rubs his neck, "I hope it's okay?", "Yeah, of course it is, you dumbass!", you laugh it off, "Go ahead, Won".

You go back into finding something good to order for the night when you suddenly realize what is about to happen.

Wonwoo is taking a shower in your bathroom. And will come out in just a towel - your towel.

"Oh God, calm down, calm the fuck down, he's just taking a shower", you're muttering to yourself, rubbing your hands on your thighs to calm down.

"Fuck I am not okay", you huff and open the fridge, taking out a bottle of ice cold water, downing it in one go.

Not knowing what to do, you go into your bedroom and plop on the bed like a starfish, contemplating about your life choices and feelings.

Feelings. Like the romantic ones you have for Wonwoo. The ones you could never admit to him because you're shy and scred you'll ruin your friendship with him.

"God I have fucked up so bad, I want him so bad", you whine and cover your face in your hands, kicking your feet in annoyance.

"Who do you want so bad?".

You almost shriek out loud and jump on the bed when you hear Wonwoo's voice from the door and your eyes are about to jump out of your head as soon as your gaze falls on his body.

His naked body, covered by your towel hanging low on his hips. Keyword: your.

"Are you going to answer my question, sweetheart?", he asks you again, a cheeky smile resting on his face. "Hmm, no, I don't think I will", you get up and make a beeline for the living room, but Wonwoo blocks the doorstep with his arm.

"Wonwoo, can you please move so I can go to the living room?", you ask him with a nervous tone, trying to keep your composure. "Hmm, no, I don't think I will", his voice drops an octave and he effortlessly pins you on the wall, caging you between his arms, his perfectly sculpted torso right in front of your face.

"Wonwoo, what are you doing?", "Me or you?", "Can you just let me go- fuck you smell so good", you mutter as your nose inches closer to his skin, a sweet, sexy scent invading your senses, making your knees turn to jello.

"Bitter Peach", "H-Huh?", "That's the name of the perfume I use, sweetheart", "You...wear perfume right after showering?", "Only on special occasions", he chuckles, his face inching closer to yours.

"Am I a special occasion then?", you ask him, voice barely a whisper, breathing growing uneven with each passing second.

"You've always been the special one to me, Y/N", Wonwoo whispers back, his feline like eyes searching for any sign of hesitation, any negative emotion, hoping there's no trace of them.

His heart skips a beat when you unexpectedly smash your lips on his, a low moan bubbling in his chest, the same chest your hands are palming, either because you needed a supporting surface or you wanted to roam your hands on his still damp body. Probably the second.

He instinctively holds the side of your neck, something he has been dying to do for so fucking long. He can feel your hands clutching on him, your nails subtly scratching his skin and it makes his chest swell with pride.

"So eager to keep me all to yourself, aren't you?", "As if that wasn't your goal all along - I bet the flooding in your apartment was a lie", you pull back to catch your breath, head resting on the wall. "No, that wasn't a lie. But it was a wonderful chance for our very cliché scenario to unfold, don't you think?", he raises his eyebrow in a cheeky manner and you can't help but roll your eyes.

"If you want to see the scenario unfold as you said, I think it's time you dropped that towel", you tug at the soft fabric teasingly. Wonwoo scoffs and picks you up in his arms, walking a few steps backwarsa until he reaches the bed and puts you down on your back, supporting himself on his arms.

"Don't worry, baby, I will drop the towel... After I'm done taking off your clothes".

#wonwoo fluff #wonwoo suggestive #svt wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #svt fluff #svt suggestive #seventeen fluff #seventeen suggestive #seventeen fanfics #seventeen

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oscconfessions · 1 month

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I think the way I found the osc is so funny because it took 3 different instances for me to get into it. universe was very prominent in trying to get me in this fandom

instance 1 in 2017 I was playing roblox and these 2 girls were talking about 4 and x and how cute they were and im like "who's 4 and x" and they DIDNT TELL ME so I look it up on google (it gives me random anime characters) so im like oh! okay! BOOORIIIING (this is when bfb first came out ofcourse)

instance 2 which could also count as 2 seperate occasions but whatever.. I get objects at sea's first(?) episode recommended to me and I think its cute ohhh the little objects talking :3 then that one guy bites the jawbreaker and that shit scared me so bad there was blood everywher(I was like 10 or 11 I cant rememebr. I was sensitive as freak) other occasion was just me looking up "object shows" on YouTube cause I was following someone on Sony Sketch (RIP) taht made osc content and I watched oso thinking it was the coolest thing ever.. but then there was like, a (CENSORED!!! :/) curse word in one of the titles so I stopped (I didnt wanna get in trouble, even when I legit watched markiplier and jackseoticeye AND pewdiepie at the time..)(I dont like pewdiepie anymore I am aware of the racism allegations)

Instance 3 the person on sketch actually put the name of the ffandom they were making content of wow. I look it up again and watch the entirety of bfdi in like 3 days (at the time it was up to bfb episode 13 I think) and it has been on and off from there.(me being in the fandom (Miinti or minti iforgot)if ur reading this tysm)

This might be the most chronically online ask ever put up here it makes me sound like I'm a huge loser who does nothing but charge phone eat hot chip and be bisexual but

Nothing to defend myself with that one.. nvm (rememebr that one person like a month ago taht went on and on about how much they love bell and shipped snowbell.(no) (That is me hello guys

I think Im gonna follow this blog/account cause I like reading thru wat people say but there's so much back and forth arguing that errrm i think I'll look really out of place submitting this ask LOL whateevr. Sry this looks alot more like a diary entry than a confession but maybe that was the goal idk. Bye

#confession

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georgieluz · 9 months

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Julian!! I’ve missed you!! Sending a virtual hug and a few asks for the ask game!

❤️💛💚💙🖤🎤🎵📺🔐🧟‍♀️🍇💌🖇️🔍🪐🌚

I just realized… there’s a lot… haha sorry about that 😅 hope you’re doing well!

hiiii!! i missed you too!!! first of all, lemme return the virtual hug and then i'll get to answering!!

❤️ how tall are you?

5ft4. guess i'm joining george, johnny, frank and harry in the smol boys club

💛 what is your favourite feature on yourself?

maybe my hair? idk i feel like so many people talk about how lucky i am to have such thick fluffy hair that if i didn't choose that it would be the equivalent of cursing them and all of their families

💚 where are you from?

dwi'n dod o gymru!! actually it's fitting that the emoji is green because green and red are the welsh flag colours and i'm welsh!

💙 do you have any siblings?

just me, unfortunately

🖤 favourite hobbies outside of your blog?

archery! i used to be on my university team and we would shoot three times a week but i've graduated now and feel like i'm cheating on them whenever i shoot with my local team

🎤 have you been to a concert?

yes! i've been lucky enough to go to quite a few. some of my favourite artists that i've seen live are: my chemical romance, the libertines, epik high, vixx, kim hanbin and day6

🎵 favourite artists?

the libertines, the strokes, pulp, the cure, epik high, kim hanbin, onewe, hoppipolla, sunmi and woodz!

📺 last show you watched?

transatlantic (i'm still a wreck bc of these characters)

🔐 something no one would guess about you?

ohh this might be the toughest one bc i don't actually know how people see me so i wouldn't know what they would guess about me but maybe that i studied and competed in dance my whole life? (if you can guess what styles of dance i'll give you a prize)

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you?

i don't wanna make this too heavy so i'll leave out the actual scariest things but the other week i may or may not have had an encounter with a ghost in my museum which is said to be haunted

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you?

texted two of my friends and one replied "unnecessary" and the other said "an idiot of an enigma" so that went well lmao

💌 why did you start this blog?

because it had been so long since i had friends who loved band of brothers and i missed having an online community where i felt comfortable and happy and enjoyed engaging with people in

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer?

honestly i like all of them! i love interacting with people and so any asks are fun! writing asks, character discussions, get to know me asks, i'll take the lot of them!!

🔍 what character do you enjoy writing for the most?

lately it's been eddie jones!! every single idea i've had lately spawns around him and forms its own little solar system that revolves around his existence. i think it's bc i'm a little bit obsessed, but i also think the themes i enjoy writing most work very well with him so it's just the perfect match. but i also adore writing nix, he's my favourite hot mess and i love writing him. harry and tab are two i love writing who i didn't realise i loved writing until i saw the amount of times i'd written something focused on them when the work wasn't supposed to be anything massively to do with them lmao

🪐 favourite shows / series of all time?

ohhh another tough one, but i'm gonna have to say band of brothers, star trek, and lost, but succession is probably gonna end up being up there eventually but i need to give it a few years to settle before deciding. there are definitely others but they go in and out of order a lot and those are the three that always stay at the top no matter what

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from?

honestly idk i think it's down to individual taste so if i knew someone didn't like a certain genre i could tell them to avoid shows based off of that but i usually don't tell people to stay away from a show unless there's something genuinely harmful in it

thank you so much for asking all of these!! it was fun to answer them and hopefully i haven't rambled on too long!!

for this ask game!

#julian's ask games #julian's inbox

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sugar-petals · 2 years

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Måneskin Reaction :: You Flirt With Them ❤️

# word count. 2k

♡ note. hello, bisexuals and associates!!! happy pride month. you’ve given so much love to my ‚gettin‘ frisky w/ måneskin' 18+ scenario y’all are amazing. so, i’m back back back again 👀 for more fun stuff, this time with some world-building. enjoy!

TAGS/WARNINGS. ⚠️ ot4 imagines x gn!reader, suggestive, humor, cursing, innuendo, sex toy mention, ass jokes, reader’s dirty mouth, flirting at work, brief violence/alcohol/party drugs mention, almost-accident, damiano’s steamy gnc outfit

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thomas | Things start out in a literal fleeting heartbeat. You’re kind of exhausted from the concert high, but also full of guitar solo-induced adrenaline. Lord knows how you got a ticket for the very front. Afraid to be a little overzealous and attention-grabbing, you still made sure the band did not think the festival crowd was lame. Singing louder than three people at once hopefully makes a difference. So that’s that, and the setlist was great, anyway. Now, the stage is almost entirely empty, people rush to drink water. And: They want to see Metallica playing it up on a different stage. They’re already blasting a Queen song to warm up and gather the audience. Over here, the first row of course doesn’t dissolve that fast. Actually, you’re not mad being stuck here. You’re kind of witnessing staff tidying some cables right in front of you, and your band crush stringing up his guitar in real time. Thomas, who else. Fiddling with his instrument, he’s kind of preoccupied. Man, he’s too cute. You love his tousled hair and cravat. Enter Sandman is playing from the other direction, so more and more people around you start to leave. How you care, you just keep your head turned to the Måneskin stage hoping there’s a chance to interact. But watch what happens next — oh boy.

After Thomas — in full glam gear, that is — rattles down head first from the stage stairs since his heels got caught, but thankfully grabs hold of your arm: Well. Now you do have a chance to chat him up. Sort of like a little meet and greet. Okay, it’s kind of improvised and casual. You saved his neck and those long legs from tangling, he wants to repay you. „Oh— You like my guitar?“ he quips, with his signature sultry bedroom eyes, you know `em. „Hey sure, I can play something for you. I know it’s a bit shabby, but it’s supposed to be like that!“ And he starts plucking away on the fretboard, doing some scales, it all looks pretty impressive. You continue with some banter like hey, it’s supposed to be all chipped-off and rundown. He’s a super sexy rockstar, and practice makes perfect. A used guitar’s a good one. Thomas almost messes up his playing when he hears you call him sexy. „Am I?“ — „Of course! Look at you.“ — „I don’t get that a lot. People call me laid-back or something. You also look really cool.“ Duh, you have Måneskin merch on. Of course you look sick as hell. With the conversation progressing, the two of you sort of trail off backstage, and Thomas asks if you wanna have some licks, too. „Guitar licks or some other licks?“ is what you reply, and he shrugs, looking pretty sheepish right there. „Whatever you choose.“ — „Best of both worlds sounds very good.“

victoria | Dancing up to Victoria at a party feels scarier than it actually turns out to be. Although you’re terrified she’ll reject and flame you, you just give it a try and slowly, very slowly but surely… gyrate those hips in her direction. She smiles at you, she gets on your wavelength, returns the moves. Does she like what you do? Maybe? Is she in the mood? Is she just friendly? Does she laugh because she thinks you look utterly pathetic in front of the queen of the world? She’s Victoria from Måneskin! Hell, you just keep going. You started this, you got your groove on, you can’t chicken out now. The eye contact, it’s everything. That Vic walked up to the party in a hot cowgirl outfit is just too hot to ignore. A drunk and dizzy guy, ill-dressed and foul-mouthed as can be, stumbling in her direction with no seeming breaks on you briefly shove out the way. Not too aggressively, but resolute enough. How dare this smelly fucker interrupt your little mating dance right here. One does not disturb an art performance! Damiano on his best behavior, standing some meters away with his cocktail glass takes care of the rest, cussing the house down like hey you stupid walking can of beer, get out, Victoria is flirting, what’s your problem! Damiano is going absolutely ballistic on this guy, he gets a taste of his own medicine. You’re too infatuated to understand what’s happening, and nobody else cares, anyway. It’s too loud to understand the rest of the verbiage over there.

In the meantime, Vic is buzzing with excitement because her favorite song is suddenly playing at maximum volume. As if it’s a sign from above, you know the lyrics and mouth them. That’s the absolute last straw, baby. „We need to go, we need to go!“ — blink once, Victoria drags you onto the dancefloor without further ado and goes crazy. You’re suddenly wearing her cowgirl hat. So there we are! Everyone knows this lady can headbang, but this is a new level. The beat is pumping like Damiano’s heart when he sees a palette of black eyeshadow. Whatever it is that Victoria’s busting out there, hands going in all directions, you like it. That wild ass moshing almost knocks over people’s drinks in your vicinity. Gladly, a very oblivious Ethan is there to just stand in the way and shield the whole scene with his hunky body-ody-ody, like your personal hired guard. With the entire crowd pushing in all directions and new guests pouring into the room, everything gets tighter and— Well you know. Victoria winds up grinding her ass against you. And not in a shy way. Did you pass away, is this heaven? Did someone slip you an ecstasy pill? This girl is making you go insane by the minute. You never thought Vic would actually reciprocate at all, so… the more you know, and who knows where this might lead, huh.

ethan | Music video filming: Over! Cut! We’re finished. Hustle and bustle everywhere. The producer is already envisioning millions of clicks, money, stocks — and gets on your nerves talking about `EthaNFTs’. Damiano retreated to write down some song lyrics that he doesn’t want to forget on the fly, Vic is eating a big ole hamburger in a diner next door, and Thomas is recording a kind of tiktok challenge around the corner. You arranged all the props that needed to be placed on the current set, and now put them back again. All done, then. You’re amused how the makeup and styling team took off in five seconds flat. Their favorite restaurant in the area had earlier closing times. But Ethan, taking the longest to pack up his drum kit, is now left to his own devices with changing his lace outfit back to casual. If it is casual at all, he’s 24/7 stylish. The sparkly eyeliner gotta stay on then, he has no clue where the wipes are. Just a minute later, you hear him go through a clothing rack in an adjacent room. Oh Jesus, he’s in there naked. Or in his underwear. Shit, the door is only half-closed. In an attempt to look uninvolved, you try to busy yourself picking up a glass of apple juice from the catering service and almost bump into Thomas doing the same thing, actually leaving for the parked tour bus. Departure in fifteen minutes says the driver, back to the hotel.

You can’t get yourself to actually leave just now. The set still isn’t cleared, right. So you’re just standing there, drinking juice, watching the camera crew discuss something about editing. After Ethan’s done, 90’s rock band tanktop on, guess who looks real grumpy. „Tangled mess,“ he complains under his breath, and you can tell it’s the hair, a beehive of heavy product and knots. You step over and offer your aid. After all, you’re staff, too. Ethan’s always in his own world and takes care of his things: Doesn’t mean he will refuse help. Since he can’t find a proper mirror, Ethan `bird’s nest‘ Torchio is more than okay with you brushing out his hair. Hallelujah, he has his own comb with him. He sits down, scrolls through his phone, you do your thing, making small talk at the same time. It’s actually relaxing. And who has sexier hair. You quiz him about his beauty routine while you’re at it, and he says he really takes his time in the bathtub to really work in the shampoo and conditioner. The hair gets too caught in any sink, and the shower is just boring and not so Italiano. You joke about how he should show you. You realize that would also mean… getting in the tub with him, right. Ethan, no stranger to Freudian slips, smoothes over the situation by saying why not take a camera, have you stand outside the tub and try the routine on him, so it’s gonna be a vlog at the hotel. Harmless new Ethan Insta content idea. Okay: Sounds like a plan. Thank you for doing my hair, let’s go to the bus then he says, and you walk next to each other. You always wanted to get to know him a little better.

damiano | Breakfast at the seaside hotel: The two of you already exchanged some vaguely heated glances. Nobody else was there except you, Damiano, and his sexy garter belts. You happened to be the only people in the hall at 5:45 AM, although it all felt really awkward still. That your designated tables were right next to another really did not help with the odd atmosphere. You were surprised to see him with his guard down, actually, even if his get-up screamed confidence and sexuality. Who dons a waist corset and shoulder harness this early in the morning. Walking up to the buffet where he paced around indecisively, you picked up a sandwich yourself. Right after complimenting Damiano’s all violet fashion choice… and just had to make fun of him when his `aesthetic‘ butt plug accessory chain got caught on the leg of the table. Straight-up having him wobble around on his big ass platform boots like a purple flamingo. He even tries to play it off by making a little booty-shaking dance out of it. Courtesy be damned, it’s too frickin’ early in the morning to censor yourself. And he’s the one walking around like he just visited a Dominatrix. So all you said to him was okay, that’s what happens when you put toys in your ass indeed, can’t even walk straight. Going by his unrestrained and bent-over laughter, Damiano enjoys the joke a little too much. This guy is wheezing his soul out. Ten seconds later, the realization hits. Way to go, he’s just clowned himself in front of a stranger he’s been eyefucking with. But the inappropriate humor… sure does something to him.

Back to eating: Even more awkwardly. You’re kind of laughing it off, too, now. But the story’s not over yet. After dropping a plate of scrambled eggs on his satin skirt and opening a sprite that exploded in his face — and onto your sweater, Damiano’s Italian dignity went down the drain entirely. So hey, screw the rest of breakfast, you both direly needed a change of clothing. On your way up to the rooms, someone desperately apologizes with endless what-can-i-do-for-yous. „Hm… I guess I do,“ Damiano clasps his hands behind his back, sort of kicking his dancey legs side to side to the beat of the catchy elevator music. He just looks down at his skirt and smiles all goofy. Is he shy? You just asked him if he really means it when he sings I’ll do whatever you want. Gotta be bold. And quoting his own crazy lyrics back to him when a fitting moment arises is only fair. Since he seems to mean it, you put some heat in your words. „Then, put that plug back in. There’s kids runnin’ around here, you kinky riot girl wannabe!“ — „Oh my God, are you bullying me? You just don’t want me to trip!“ — „Hum, maybe.“ You don’t even know why you’re saying all these things, but very well: See you at lunch then in a new skirt, Mister Damiano David.

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bluelockednyx · 10 months

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Hey!! I loved your Rinsagi metas and posts. FINALLY someone in the fandom who doesn't infantilize Isagi and sees canon him. Yes Isagi is nice but not like.. nanase level friendly and nice. He's polite but a lil withdrawn and appreciates people's talents but absolutely will not let anyone walk over him. Also,exactly what u said, sadist Dom. Yes please.

And Rin, so many people reduce him to this one-dimensional character who's issues people treat like a joke. When that's not the case? Bachira at least knows his prblms, Rin has no idea at all. Like how horrible does your repression and mental state have to be that the guy that is literally suicidal tells you that you're in a worse place than him. Rin gives off high key depressed vibes.

It's a lot like Post WC kunigami which draws...interesting parallels esp when you look at pre WC kunigami and at how Rin seems a lot happier before the fight. I saw someone make that comparison.

What do you think? How do you think Rin would've been like if Sae had actually bothered explaining instead of what we got?

Also, any opinions on the Itoshi parents? We've only seen half their faces and nothing from them abt their kids's relationship. I mean, it kinda bothers me how we've seen the views of Isagi, Bachira, Chigiri, even Hiori's parents when he's not a main character, Yet we got no input from the Itoshis. Do they just not notice? Are they a bit neglectful esp since they let a 13 yr old Sae go to another country alone? Do they let their kids do whatever they want including fighting for a year? Who knows? I'll love to know your thoughts tho.

Again, thank you for the lovely metas which made me feel a little less alone in the fandom. Have a great day :)

Isagi stans, please rise up and help characterise him properly lmao

Stupid long response under the cut, as always.

Rant about my issues with the general fandom characterisation about Isagi. Sorry anon if this isn't what you wanted, I have a lot of Thoughts and Salt where Isagi is concerned, and I am Fandom Old who is growing incredibly sad with how divisive current fandom is over a whole host of things. Skip to Itoshi if you don't wanna read about Isagi + fandom musings. Skip to parents if you wanna read about my thoughts on the family dynamics.

Isagi is, for better or worse, the stock shonen MC. He's enough of a regular guy for the target readers, which are teenage boys, to identify with. As he's the MC, the story overall serves to validate and support him, so long as he fits the themes the author is working on, which for Blue Lock, is the concept of being the best at what you're doing, while also bringing out the best in others, and then working together successfully to achieve goals (i.e. the World Cup).

But, Kaneshiro-sensei's also a strategic writer. Isagi, because he's such a bland self-insert for the most part, combined with how he has a very weird form of Power of Heart, has wound up being an especially attractive character for those who like harem, or reverse-harem series. Which then, for better or worse, brings all the fujoshi fangirls around (the curse of so many attractive characters). But most especially the fujoshi fangirls who are a fan of all x MC ships. I am emphasizing all x MC here, because east Asian/gen Asian fandom, have grown incredibly restrictive and rigid about top x bottom dynamics, which is a whole host of other things and issues to talk about.

Look up any popular shonen jump title, you'll find that these shippers generally have the same tastes, and move around the same fandom circles. You'll usually find them shipping all x MC ships, from Izuku to Tanjirou to Yuuji to Naruto etc. Overall, how they characterise them never deviates all that much. It's the nice, 'innocent', naive, guy who is a bit of a pushover, and who has all the other hot characters wanting to get in their pants. That's where Isagi falls into as well, for these shippers. The more thorny and less 'nice guy' parts of his characterisation gets sanded down, though YMMV whether this is a skill issue by fandom or simply a cultural readership interpretation difference altogether.

On the Itoshi bros:

Yep, Rin has a lot of repression issues. I wouldn't go so far as to say that Rin has no idea at all about his issues (how else would he pick out Bachira's loneliness so quickly lol, also there's some hints from official guidebook), but he definitely lacks self-awareness. I also agree that he and Nagi seem to be on different areas at the spectrum of depression (Nagi being apathetic, Rin being hostile).

If there's anything to parallel Rin and Kunigami, I'd say that it's the 'loss of a dream' and 'loss of companions'. In the manga proper, Rin does seem happier before the fight with Sae, like how Kunigami looked happier pre-WC. However, the light novel shows that Rin was already repressing both himself and his style of football to imitate Sae long before then due to external pressures by his teammates and coach, and even more severely than Isagi, who also didn't have much of a relationship with his own teammates from Ichinan.

If Sae had tried to explain more than that one line about 'the world being vast', they wouldn't have such a strained relationship right now, honestly. While I don't think that Rin would have fully understood what Sae was trying to say because he lacked the experience and perspective, I do think he would have been more supportive, which would have been better overall, for the both of them. They were both idiots that night, lmao, though I do view Sae as having been punished by the narrative when he pushed his dream onto Rin.

About the Itoshi parents:

We know that Rin and Sae presumably used to share a room and a double bed as kids (albeit a fairly spacious one, from the looks of it), which makes me think that they're more likely to be middle class than upper class. Young Rin also accompanied Sae to his soccer practice games, rather than going off for other classes like say, art, which implies that his parents might not have been able to afford it. Sae also walked home with Rin, which further implies that they're parents are busy, though its more of a norm in JP. Possibly a double income household, to fund Sae, and later, Rin's coaching fees and time with the youth football squad. Also a household that seems to have no qualms about Sae, and later, Rin's rudeness and hostility, although they may tone it down around their parents. Sae must have picked his attitude up from somewhere.

I'm reluctant to call the Itoshi parents sending Sae to Madrid at 13 as intentionally neglectful, because there are cultural nuances there. I think the best parallel I can draw is parents from less-developed nations sending their children overseas from an early age to secure eventual permanent residency and establish a life in a more developed nation. Sometimes, home just isn’t good enough. And this is one of Blue Lock’s main story themes: that Japan’s football, as it is, isn’t good enough. They have neither the organizational structure, infrastructure, nor support to get the World Cup that Sae, Anri and possibly Ego, covets.

Sae's dream, and talent, is in football. He's been scouted by perhaps the most successful team in the Blue Lock world, with a world-class program for youths, and has been given the best chance possible, for any kid in his shoes, to fulfill his dream to be the best striker in the world. He's being sponsored, and he also left with a manager who would presumably, help take care of him whilst he was there. Sae isn't going there like say, Ashito from Aoi Ashi, who needed to go through a trial to even be considered for acceptance into the youth squad. He's going there as the equivalent of a golden scholarship student scouted for a potential future work placement, with the likely backing of the JFA.

What alternatives could his parents offer him if he stayed in Japan? His own speech to Sendou pre-blue lock vs U20 match encapsulates what could have been for him (Sendou is very much a foil to Sae, especially now that we know they're both redheads lmao). Being the best in Japan, a middle-of-the-road striker in the world, retiring with an average, albeit decent life. Sae's too egoistic, too talented, too greedy to be content with a life like that. I wouldn't be surprised if Sae had also begged his parents hard to let him go, since it's pretty much all he wanted as a kid.

That's without even taking into account the other problems his parents would face if they immigrated with Sae. How to take care of Rin and his education there, for starters. Rent and housing, finding jobs in Madrid where they likely can't speak the language, and face discrimination.

I think we don't get their parents faces because Rin and Sae's story, and their relationship with their parents, are simply emotionally distant. I don't think they have much parental control over Rin or Sae either. Sae's been more or less looking after himself/being taken care of by Real Madrid + his manager in Spain since 13, and Rin has been strongly implied to be in much the same shoes since Sae left, to a lesser extent. I doubt they know the more minute details about Rin and Sae’s school life and team experience, both within and out of Japan. I even doubt that they know that Rin and Sae had a fight, honestly, though I can also see them being the kind of parents who will let their kids sort things out between themselves.

Overall: Itoshi parents takes care of them physically (buys them material things, makes sure they have a home to stay in, have a physical caretaker in their place), but emotionally? Rin and Sae seem to be pretty much left on their own. No wonder their relationship with each other broke down, and what little relationships they have with others seem like such a convoluted mess.

Thanks for sending the ask! I love hearing from people what they think about the latest chapters, characters, relationships etc. I hope you have a great day too!

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harrymalfoy09 · 1 year

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One shot Percy Jackson story I wrote forever ago... posted to A03 today... warnings: Explict, f/m/m.

A Guy Can Dream...

They say all good stories start with Once Upon a Time, but this isn’t a fairytale and I don't think it's going to have a happily ever after.

Today is the day. The day everything changes. Today for better or worse I am confronting my problem and getting this burden off my chest. I am going to walk right up to Percy and tell him how I feel; how I've always felt about him.

This may not seem like a big deal, people have crushes all the time. And that’s probably true when you're Annabeth Chase or Clypso. But its not that easy for me; for various reasons but I'm not going to dwell on them. I need to get this over with.

I don't generally stay at camp much, Half-blood or Jupiter; mostly because I don’t really feel like I belong at camp. But after we saved the world this last time… Percy asked me to stay. I don't think he has any idea how I feel about him unless Jason opened his big mouth. But since no one seems to be treating me different I guess he hasn't said anything about it. Which is surprising, I figured he'd run and tell the others as soon as we left Cupid’s castle. He didn’t even tell Piper as far as I can tell.

Percy and I are supposed to spar this afternoon, he enjoys training more than I do, by a lot. But it maybe my only chance to have his undivided attention even if only for a few minutes. As I’m heading to the arena people are unconsciously moving out of my way and giving me wary looks. I've figured out that it really isn't anything personal most of the time. When your dad is king of the Underworld you tend to have a certain presence to you and people tend to shy away from that. It makes it really hard to make friends.

“You sure are brooding a lot lately.” I nearly jump out of my skin. I didn’t even realize he was next to me hopefully I wasn’t thinking out loud.

“There's been a lot on my mind.” I reply barely looking up. I wish he’d grab me up into a hug; but I'm pretty sure if he did I’d melt into shadows from shock.

“You wanna talk about it?” Percy asked looking kind of uncertain and a little uncomfortable. How do I even respond to that?

“Aren't we supposed to be sparing?” I may have come off a little colder than I intended. Percy looked me up and down then he looked around. I picked up a couple pratice swords and tossed one to him.

“Okay Nico.” Percy said and took his stance. I got in stance cursing myself for ruining that opportunity. Sparing with Percy is always a challenge and being distracted by admiring him is dangerous. I just hope that he doesn’t realize how aroused I get being around him when he's hot and sweaty and breathing hard. That's the reason I actually put effort into training with him; because the harder he works the more he makes those noises. Usually that’s reward enough, I can go to someplace private and revel in my fantasy.

“You're really distracted today. Are you sure you wouldn't rather talk about it?” Percy asked as he knocked my sword from my hand. At this point if I don’t agree he may decide to call it quits for the day and that would mess up everything.

“Okay but can we go somewhere private?” I asked trying not to get my hopes up. Percy looked me up and down again and nodded.

“Do you have someplace in mind?” Percy asked as he put up the practice swords. I just shrugged even though I really wanted to take him back to my room.

“Okay well follow me I know a good place.” He said and started off down the path to the lake. I followed for a few minutes a couple steps behind. Percy looked back and stopped walking and waited for me to catch up.

“Sorry I wasn’t meaning to make you chase after me.” He said and grinned, I almost melted right then.

“I don't mind so long as you let me catch you.” I didn’t mean to say that out loud I look away immediately hoping he doesn’t see me blushing. Percy just stands there for a second and then chuckles.

“Okay so you caught me. Now what?” Percy must have seen my blush deepen but I tried to act like it didn’t get to me. I looked around we were in a secluded cove by the lake no one else was around. I don't even remember how we got here.

“I thought you wanted to talk. But I'm sure there are other things we could do.” I said and smirked as confidently as possible. Percy looked at me for a moment and I met his gaze trying not to look intimidated.

“What do you want to do Nico? Something has been bothering you for a while now and it seems like it is worse around me. Did I do something that upset you?” He asked looking concerned once again. His eyes like the sea their depths unfathomable. That look pulls my heart strings every time.

“No Percy you haven't upset me. It's nothing like that. And I'm not sure you would let me do what I'd like to do.” I said quietly. Percy moved over to a log and sat down motioned for me to sit with him. I went and sat as close as I dared.

“Why do you say it like that?” Percy asked after I sat down. I looked anywhere but his face, I have to just come out with it. I can't keep it to myself anymore; and I want him to hear it from me and not someone else.

“I hope we can still be friends after I tell you this. But I'll understand if you don't want to.” I didn’t add the rest of that thought to that statement. If we can't still be friends he wont have to worry about me bothering him. I won't come back to camp.

“Nico there is nothing you could say that would make me not want to be your friend. After everything we have been through together you really still worry that I would abandon you?” He asked and looked a little hurt.

“If I really worried about you abandoning me we wouldn’t be here. I trust you more than anyone else in the world. I just want you to know that if you decided that you didn’t want me around that I would understand. Because what I'm about to tell you might change how you look at me.” I said without looking at him. Percy touched my thigh and I looked over at him.

“It can't be that bad. Just tell me. I'm right here and neither one of us is going anywhere until we sort this out.” Percy stated boldly. He must not have realized what his hand on my thigh was doing to me. My heart in my throat and hands shaking I looked him dead in the eye.

“Here goes nothing. Percy…” I started slowly trying to build up my courage. He still hasn't moved his hand off my thigh. I look down at it fascinated that its still there and briefly lose my train of thought

“Yes Nico?” He asked and drew my attention back to his face where I couldn't help but become fixated on his lips. Oh gods if I ever needed courage now is the time.

“Percy I…” I couldn't get it out. I looked longingly into his eyes he gave me a gentle smile and still didn’t move his hand.

“Your hand is very distracting you know?” I asked a bit exasperated. He smirked and grabbed my thigh.

“Oh really? You find that distracting?” He asked with another squeeze. I couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath that drew from me.

“Well if you can't tell me what's on your mind why don’t you show me?” He said a bit cocky. That cocky attitude gets me every time. Before I knew what I was doing I leaned closer.

“You want me to show you what's on my mind? What's been on my mind for a couple years now, what I have wanted to do for so long I gave up on the possibility?” I asked hoping he didn’t push me away. He smiled and nodded. Before I could stop myself I closed the distance and pressed my lips to his. He didn’t pull away. He squeezed my thigh again and leaned in to the kiss deepening it. I put one of my hands on his face and my other one over his hand on my thigh. He pulled me closer and broke the kiss slightly panting and put his forehead against mine.

“Is that what you were worried would make me not want to be your friend anymore?” He asked still holding me close to him.

“Well something like that.” I admit though I'm a little shell shocked and confused. Percy smiled and kissed me again softly looking me dead in the eyes.

“ A kiss is not something to end a friendship over.” He said confidently.

“But what if I want more than just this kiss? What if I want more kisses or more than kisses?” I asked quietly.

“Is that what you wanted to tell me?” Percy asked. I closed my eyes and couldn't control my shaking. He squeezed me closer.

“I have had a crush on you for years, I want to be with you. I want this to be more than a one time thing but if this is a one time thing. I wont complain, I didn’t expect to even get this far honestly.” I said hoping he wouldn’t pull away and end it so soon. He didn’t pull away in fact he kissed me again as passionately as the first-time.

“Nico.” He said softly as he broke the kiss again. “Nico look at me.” He said gently and I opened my eyes.

“Okay I'm looking at you.” I said opening my eyes. He chuckled.

“You can have as many kisses from me as you want. If you want more then kisses just tell me what you want, I’ll at least consider any request you make. I figured out that you were more involved with me than just being a friend after the time I spent with Bob. You came through for me in ways no one else has or even could. I was just waiting for you to bring it up.” Percy said in the most sincere tone I’d ever heard him use with anyone.

“I did everything I could to make sure that you would survive. I couldn’t, can't, fathom losing you. You have always came through for me. But what about Annabeth? Won't she be hurt or get mad or something if your kissing me and doing other things with me?” I asked I don't want him to just dump someone for me and not think about the consequences. She is something like a friend too and hurting her isn't my goal. But I also don't want him to do anything with me just because he feels like he owes me something. I would have done it again in a heartbeat even if he had pushed me away and called me a freak or told me to stay away from him.

“Annabeth will understand. Don’t worry about her. Let's figure out what we are going to do. What do you want to do?” Percy asked as he kissed me lightly again. I must be dreaming this has to be a joke. I start looking around to see if this is a joke and at any moment everyone will come out and start laughing and jeering at me and Percy will retract everything he's said and tell me that kissing me is the most revolting thing he has ever done. A tear escaped down my face as I prepare myself for the worst. “Woah. What's wrong Nico? Why are you crying?” He asks gently wiping the tears from my face. I look around again. I can't tell him of what I was just thinking, so I cover it as best I can.

“I couldn't hurt her like that. No matter how bad I want there to be something between us. After everything we went through on the quest. You and Annabeth are meant for each other. “ I say trying to convince myself more than anyone. Percy looked me in the eye and moved back breaking the close embrace that he had me in. My heart began to break. Here it comes; he's going to tell me to get lost. I can feel my grip slipping and know I'm starting to fade to shadows.

“Nico look at me. That’s very noble and I admire your compassion but that doesn’t answer my question. What do you want to do? Do you want to be mine? I could make it very official at dinner and kiss you in front of everyone. Or do you want to keep it between us for a while and see how it goes?” Percy asked very seriously. I couldn’t answer him, didn’t he care about Annabeth? Do I want to be the next Annabeth? If he drops her so easy what could he do to me?

“Percy I really like you and I have dreamt about this moment for years, but if you can just drop Annabeth like this then what would happen to me when someone else comes along?” I asked depressed by the thought of how this turned out. Finally have what I want and can't even take it. Percy looked at me like I'd grown a second head.

“Okay. Well how about we talk to Annabeth and see if we can come up with something that works for all three of us fairly?” Percy asked and I wasn’t sure I heard him right

“You want to go ask Annabeth what arrangement would work best for you to be with me? Isn't that a bit morbid? I don’t think she'd appreciate that.” I said incredulously. Percy looked me dead in the eyes.

“You said you trust me, please trust me on this. You aren't the only one who has been waiting on this. I have told Annabeth what I feel and what could happen.” He pleaded. I took a deep breath.

“Okay Percy I trust you. Let's go talk to Annabeth.” I said and stood up. Percy stood and headed back toward camp and I followed a little ways behind. Percy kept making sure that I was following. People were doing their normal stuff avoiding me as usual. We walked all the way to the Big house. Annabeth was sitting on the steps with Will the son of Apollo. They looked to be laughing and joking.

“Hey guys.” Percy greeted as we walked up. They smiled at us as we came to a stop in front of them.

“Hey Seaweed brain! Was wondering where you got off too; have fun sparring?” Annabeth asked Percy and winked at me.

“Hey Nico! You look no worse for wear. Percy must not have gone hard enough on you.” Will smiled and winked at Percy. I guess there's some joke I wasn’t privy to. Not surprising really, I expected someone to make fun of me; wasn’t expecting it from these two though.

“From the look on Nico’s face I’m guessing I’m right.” Will chuckled. I know I’m blushing scarlet and I try to take a deep breath and count to ten. Percy laughed and grabbed my arm to pull me closer to them since I stopped a few steps behind them. I moved closer grudgingly.

“Annabeth, Nico and I would like to talk to you. Do you mind?” Percy asked still holding my wrist, I’m not sure if it was to restrain me or reassure me.

“Of course Percy. Will, I will see you at dinner right?” She asked standing up and hugging him. Percy looked me in the eyes and smiled. Will said something to the affirmative and got up and climbed the steps to go inside. Annabeth was all smiles as we took off towards the cabins.

“I assume we want this to be a private conversation so why don't we go to my cabin?” She asked looking at me for approval. I just looked at Percy for guidance. “Don’t let him start speaking for you all the time or he might forget you have your own voice.” She advised kindly. I’m beyond confused she isn't making sense.

“Okay sure your room it is then.” I replied because I don't know what else to say. I never imagined that I would be doing this; going with Percy and his girlfriend to her room to have a very personal conversation about the possibility of Percy becoming my boyfriend. Percy still hasn’t let go of my wrist.

“I'm not going to run away you know. You don’t have to keep hold of me.” I told Percy and Annabeth giggled; which is not something she usually does. Percy squeezed my wrist.

“Well I’d hold your hand but I didn’t think you'd let me. And you keep walking behind me, I wanted you to walk with me.” Percy explained right there in front of Annabeth without a single thought but she didn’t seem bothered. I'm not sure what to think.

“Percy did you ask him to walk with you or did you just assume he would? Maybe he wanted to walk behind you.” Annabeth scolded him in a motherly tone. I'm beyond confused at this point. Percy let go of my wrist and looked at me seriously.

“Nico will you walk with me?” He asked and held out his hand. I must have had an incredulous look on my face because Percy looked sad and withdrew his hand. I didn’t know what to say or do. Nothing is making sense its like I’m in some alternate reality.

“I’m sorry. I’m really confused right now. Should I be holding your hand with your girlfriend right there? Shouldn't you be holding her hand? Am I in some alternate universe or something? What am I missing?” I am becoming paranoid and the shadows are pulling at me. Luckily we make it to Annabeth’s cabin and she ushers us inside. I can't really recall if I have ever been in here before but if I have I don't recognize anything. There is a statue of Athena in the middle of the main room. There is a sitting area off to the side of it, I don't know if it was here or if Annabeth added but I don't dwell on it. She gestures to the couches and we go sit down. She sits across from me and Percy sits on the floor to the side of the couches between them; effectively making a triangle. I can't help but notice the irony.

“Okay so I get the feeling that this isn't an easy conversation for you Nico. So I want to start by saying that anything said in this room wont leave this room unless we all want it too.” Annabeth did her natural leader thing and took the situation by the horns. Percy looked from her to me and back I nodded since I couldn’t get my voice to work.

“Annabeth he is worried that he is going to cause you to get hurt. He didn’t believe me when I said you understand. So to ease his mind we are here to find a solution that will be fair and work for all three of us.” Percy just jumped in without preamble. I felt the color leave my face. Annabeth watched me closely while Percy was talking and then she looked him dead in the eyes.

“Fair being what Percy?” She asked without letting her gaze drop. He looked at her and smiled his easy going smile but she didn’t smile back. I wanted to apologize and excuse myself and let them hash out their relationship issues but then I remembered that I am the issue and wanted to disappear. But well when I think about wanting to disappear it actually starts happening.

“I don’t know Annabeth. You’re the wise one. What solution can you give us to make the three of us happy? Can we come to an arrangement that will work for and benefit all of us?” Percy questioned her and gave her the grin that I've noticed is reserved just for Annabeth. That didn’t help to keep me from dissolving. They both looked over at me all smiles and then it registered that I was barely there and next thing I know they are both beside me grasping what little substance I still have.

“Nico oh my gods!” Annabeth exclaimed.

“Nico what’s happening why are fading away? Are you okay?” Percy gasped trying to pull me back from the shadows. It was a nice thought but that isn’t possible. And focusing on something to anchor myself is proving to be really difficult.

“I’m sorry I’m causing you guys problems. I’ll just go so you can fix whatever is going on. I won't come between you guys. You guys are perfect for each other that’s been apparent for years. I can't ruin that.” I say as I start to become the shadows.

“Nico stop. Please. I told you I want to be with you.” Percy pleaded and Annabeth looked at him briefly before nodding her head. I looked at Annabeth..

“I can’t allow you to do that Percy. I like you a lot. I might even love you. But Annabeth loves you in ways I will never be able too. You guys are so lucky to have each other.” I tell them now just a voice in the shadows.

“Yes Nico I love him that’s why I understand that he has feelings for you and that he wants to explore this new development. I'm okay with that. I can't complain about him wanting to get to know himself better. A lot of things changed over the last few months. I know that it's nothing against me and he loves me. But if your this worried about it then maybe we can come up with a different solution. Just please come back. Talk to us about it I promise to be reasonable.” Annabeth pleaded. Percy looked about ready to cry. This definitely isn't anything like I thought it would be. I look Annabeth in the eyes and anchor myself in her gaze, she's always strong and steady. I can feel myself regaining substance.

“How? How can we make this work? It's not like we can just split him down the middle.” I whisper just loud enough to be heard. Annabeth grabbed my hand and squeezed. Percy looked devastated.

“Nico we can figure it out there is a way to make this work. Lets just calm down and get our bearings.” Annabeth soothed. How in the names of the gods is this woman being so calm and comforting me when I am here to infringe upon her relationship with her boyfriend.

“Why aren’t you mad? Why aren’t you screaming or crying or being upset? What's going on here?” I can't get past how weird this is.

“Okay Nico. Let me explain what is going on with Percy and I and then we can go from there.” Annabeth reasoned. I just stared into her eyes. She didn’t waiver.

“Okay it all started a couple days after the quest ended and everything was settling down. Percy and I were talking about what happened in Tartorus, and as horrible as it was we got through it because we had each other. And we basked in that for a while. Then after a while of talking we were reminiscing of how lucky we were that Bob helped us because we couldn’t have made it at all if not for him.” Annabeth explained though I'm not sure how this was helping.

“I remembered what Bob said about you going and seeing him and asking him to help me. And I thought about how he specifically said that you asked him to help me. Not me and Annabeth. And I got to thinking about how everyone thinks you have a crush on Annabeth, because of the way you act around us. But you have never really given any indication that you were doing anything for her. You always did what would have been best for me. And you’re always shy with me. You always have my back even when I don’t ask for it or know that I need you too.” Percy said with a sweet smile. Annabeth smiled too.

“He was telling me all this as it came to him and as he was talking all the little details were filling in. And some of the things I didn’t pay attention to before came back and I realized that you must have feelings for Percy. And then I realized how hard the quest must have been for you. Then I put together the reason you were so mad after seeing Cupid. He called you out on those feelings and you just wanted to repress them and let them die. And we speculated on whether or not you had managed to do that. So I watched you for a few days; how you looked at him and moved around him. And that gave us the idea that you still have feelings for him. With that knowledge we had to decide what that meant for us. At first Percy just thought it was sweet but he was just going to tell you he is inherently straight and that he loves being your friend.” Annabeth said and I actually understood that so I nodded and sighed.

“But I had some time to think about it and I talked it over with Annabeth and then I needed advice from a guy; one who would understand and know what I’m going through. So I talked it over with Will. And Will helped me to rationalize the idea that I am attracted to you and that I have feelings for you. He helped me get past the stigma of being physical with another guy. And he helped Annabeth with acceptance and understanding what is going on with me.” Percy looked me in the eyes and I could feel him pleading with me to believe.

“I wish I could say I accepted it with grace and was completely supportive, but I really was just pissed off. Percy didn’t want me anymore because I don’t have a dick was all I could think about the whole situation. So we tried everything; role reversal and more counseling with Will. But it wasn’t about the sex or anything like that. Percy promised me that I’d always be the only girl for him, if ever there was a time he wanted or needed a woman that he’d come to me. And that is better than nothing. We plan to go to college and try to have a normal life. And even though its different than what I expected this isn't the worst possible scenario. I can live with this.” Annabeth explained and I could see that she was completely honest. Then the image of her penetrating Percy with some toy crept into my mind; that was an interesting thought. But then I had to think how Will helped Percy get passed the scare of being physical with a guy. And imagining him bending Percy over his bed came to mind and I definitely wasn’t aroused by that in fact it made me insanely jealous.

“How exactly did Will help you to get past your issues with being physical with a guy?” I asked coldly and Percy’s eyes got big as gold dracmas. Annabeth smirked and looked Percy up and down.

“We talked about why the idea bothered me. And we watched some videos that showed what I could expect. I mean Annabeth and I only started having sex recently and I barely know what I’m doing there I didn’t want to be completely lost.” Percy blushed scarlet, Annabeth giggled a little.

“I am 99% sure that I am the only one who has put anything in his bum. He didn’t have sex with Will. No need to be jealous.” She told me putting her hand on my knee much like Percy did by the beach. It was a little uncomfortable and didn’t arouse me like when Percy did it, but it wasn't as revolting as I thought it would be. Percy looked at me like he just realized how he made his explanation sound.

“Oh no. No Nico I didn't do anything like that with Will. I have only had sex with Annabeth. And other than you and Annabeth I haven't kissed anyone.” He reassured me as he put his hand on my other thigh. There was an immediate response from my body when he grabbed my thigh. Annabeth obviously noticed because my jeans were pulled taunt. She looked down and then my eyes.

“His touch has that effect. Just wait until he is touching bare skin. And he is very intuitive about where and how he touches. It can be pure torture.” Annabeth said in a sad tone.

“I can imagine. And as much as I'd love to experience that for myself, I have no right to take that from you. He still loves you and has feelings for you and plans to come back to those. I won't stand in the way of that.” I said fighting my urge to encourage him to be more daring. Percy looked devastated and Annabeth looked pained.

“He did so much soul searching and he tried very hard to let you make the first move because he was afraid you would turn him away if he came to you. I will be okay. Don't turn him away on account of me. I can share what I have with him with you, and know that I haven't really lost him. Part of him will always be my Percy. It's okay really Nico. You aren't causing any damage and Percy isn't going to wake up one day and change his mind.” Annabeth explained whole heartedly. And then an idea came to me and it was possibly the most brilliant idea I have ever had. It could really work, since the idea of him leaving her was so repulsive to me, and they don't want to let me disappear and deal with not getting to have him.

“Okay Annabeth. I can deal with sharing him with you. If he thinks he can handle both of us that is.” I said and Percy smiled really big. Annabeth contemplated the idea looking both me and Percy up and down.

“That’s perfect Nico! And as long as you and Annabeth are okay with that then I’m game. This is every fantasy I've had in the last few months put together. Oh this could be so great! I could keep the only girl I've ever wanted and get the only guy I've ever wanted!” Percy exclaimed and looked back and forth between Annabeth and I as he paced the room. Annabeth just looked at the statue of her mom in contemplation for a few moments and it started to glow slightly. Annabeth looked at me and smiled.

“Okay Nico that could be a viable alternative. Can you handle that Percy will be kissing me and having sex with me in any variation of that order. Also what lines are you drawing with this arrangement?” She asked Percy smirked and was obviously intrigued by the thought.

“Was that your mother's blessing? You asked her blessings on sharing your boyfriend and she gave them to you?” I asked incredulously. Percy looked at the statue and then me.

“I guess you can say that. My mother agrees that compromise is the wisest decision.” Annabeth explained. Percy came and sat next to me on the couch adjusting himself so he could sit comfortably.

“Okay so what are the boundaries. Are these relationships separate or are we interconnected?” Percy asked me and I didn’t know how to answer.

“What do you mean?” I’m lost again. Annabeth contemplated the idea looking me up and down slowly.

“Here's the question Percy. Could you handle watching me and Nico doing with each other what we do with you? Nico would you be comfortable doing things like kissing me or other more sexual things? Is that an avenue that you two want to go down or would keeping separate relations be better and just split intimate time up between myself and Nico?” Annabeth asked and sent me reeling. I hadn’t ever considered doing anything with her or being anything other than a friend to her. Hell I hadn't even considered the thought that I might see her naked or witness her and Percy doing things like that. I had to grab the couch for support. I was startled by the fact that I let those possibilities go unnoticed.

“I um I don't know. I hadn't even thought about it. I guess I just assumed that you would have your personal time with him and I'd have mine and we would just meet somewhere in the middle on the kisses and hand holding in public; since Percy likes his public displays of affection so much. I guess I’ll leave that up to you guys since I'm the new comer to the situation. I will tell u guys if it makes me uncomfortable or if I don’t want to do something.” I said trying to be fair and rational, mostly because I have never seen Percy so excited in all the years I have known him. I don’t want to take that away from him. Annabeth smiled at me and Percy leaned in and kissed me, I expected just a quick kiss but he had other ideas. This was even more passionate than before; I even forgot Annabeth was right there; though her hand is still on my thigh. Percy leans into me laying me back against the couch. His kiss is intoxicating I'm kissing back and running my hands over his body. He presses himself against me and I can feel his arousal against my thigh. One of his hands leave my body and I guess he reached for Annabeth because next thing I know she's pressed against my other side. Percy trails his kisses from my mouth down my neck which made me turn my face to Annabeth. That’s when she kissed me; a fierce needy kiss. It was different than kissing Percy; softer and her lips more full. I kissed back and felt her hand trailing from my neck to my groin. I’m more aroused than I have ever been and her hand is nearly on my manhood. But just as think she'd is going to grab it her hand strays over my stomach. I’m mildly disappointed and moan lightly as Percy brings his hand up my thigh right next to my raging arousal and up father to where Annabeth is running her fingers under the hem of my shirt making me twitch with desire.

“I think he likes this. What about you Annabeth?” Percy asked in husky voice full of desire. I do indeed like this, I wrap my right arm around Annabeth and grab her ass pulling her tighter against me. She moans deliciously and Percy thrusts his hard on into my thigh again. She grabs his hand and guides it down onto my dick and they both rub it. My jeans are in the way but I can't help but thrust into their hands. I look to Percy and kiss his jaw and his neck and he moans for my effort. They are still stroking my dick and I'm thrusting into the and Percy is thrusting back. This is simply the most erotic thing that I have ever encountered.

“Nico I’m going to undo the button on your jeans.” Annabeth said as she started kissing her way down my neck and then lifted my shirt and kissed my stomach. I am all but lost in lust and just moan as I run my hands over her and Percy. She has moved down far enough that my hand is in her hair and as she's kissing my stomach and nibbling my hips; then she undoes the button and the strain against my dick is gone and her breath replaces the denim. She inhales sharply when she realizes that I'm not wearing boxers. Percy looks down at the noise and groans seductively and grinds into my thigh with his hard cock.

“Can I?” She asked Percy her mouth hovering over the tip of my erection. Percy looked me for approval I pulled him down for a kiss and gently pushed her head down as answer. She moaned and took me into her mouth and it was the most intoxicating thing I've ever felt. I kissed Percy as I moaned.

“I can't reach to do it so will you take off your shirt.” I asked Percy between kisses and moans. I want to kiss and lick and nibble is gorgeous body. He chuckles and sits up just enough to get his shirt off. He stops to watch Annabeth as she does all those amazing things to my dick. “That feels amazing Annabeth.” I moan and she looks up at me with her big blue eyes and I about lose it right there. “Percy come here so I can get you out of those jeans I want to see her work her magic on you.” I groan and she giggles and stops sucking my dick and pulls my jeans off my hips and down my thighs until they come off.

“Let me take your shirt off Nico. Percy can’t be the only one fully undressed.” Annabeth said and was pulling my shirt over my head a moment later. I was kissing Percy down his well sculpted chest and undoing and pulling off his jeans. Finally the only thing left covering him is his boxers; I knew I hated those things they are always in the way. Percy is now on his back on the couch with me on his left and Annabeth on his right.

“Annabeth I think its high time that you caught up with us. You're wearing entirely too many clothes.” I tell her and put my hands on her hips as I pull her into a kiss. “Here let me help you with that.” My mind is reeling I never imagined that I would be doing this especially with a girl let alone Annabeth Chase. I pulled off her shirt and had to stop to admire her for a moment. Then Percy reached up and undid her bra and she let it fall away and it was like oxygen ceased to exist she had taken my breath away.

“Isn't she the most beautiful woman you've ever seen?” Percy asked admiring her as he unbuttoned her jeans. Annabeth smiled and grabbed my hands and lead them to her breats. They are so soft and warm and tender. I gently squeeze and she moans as she lets her head fall back. I think momentarily about asking Percy if I can taste her chest but before I can open my mouth he is gently pushing me towards her. I put my face between her breasts and kiss and nibble and lick first one then the other as she fists her hands in my hair. Percy is behind me kissing my back rubbing his hands over my sides and ass. Annabeth moans deliciously and as I kiss lower and lower she starts to tremble.

“Hey now I’m supposed to doing that to Percy. We don’t want our man to feel left out do we?” She asked huskily. I chuckle and grab Percy’s hair as he is kissing my neck and nibbling my ear.

“You hear that babe. It's your turn to have her mouth torture you. You better lay down and let her have her way.” Percy chuckled and positioned himself back on the couch so that she could have her way.

“There you go my love. But Nico that doesn’t mean you have to stop doing what you were doing. I’d love to watch her be tormented while she's lavishing her talent on me. Why don’t you make her moan and get her nice and wet for us.” Percy said as he stroked up and down my chest. He just barely brushed my hard on and it twitched. He smirked at me and ran his hand over it and I leaned into his hand before I realized that I even moved. He raised an eyebrow and wrapped his hand around it. It was a completely different feeling than having Annabeth’s hand around it; his hand is bigger and rougher, I almost cum all over his hand with his first couple strokes.

“Babe if you don’t stop doing that you’re going to cause me to make a mess.” I moan. Annabeth looks up at me with Percy’s dick in her mouth and I couldn’t help but moan. Percy stops and drags me down for a kiss.

“Kiss me babe.” Percy asked and I had no argument and it was a sloppy wet kiss the sloppiest kiss I've ever had. “Now go and do that to Annabeth. Just lick and pay extra attention to the little mound of skin above the hole and don't worry if you go too low she likes it when you lick all of it. Just be careful of teeth. Don’t bite just nibble lightly.” Percy said gasping as Annabeth took his dick all the way into her mouth. Annabeth spread her legs apart enough for me to fit between them so I guessed he meant to go and kiss her vagina.

“I haven't ever done anything like this before so I'm sorry in advance if I'm terrible.” I say as I get behind her and see her pussy for the first time. Pink and shiny with arousal. I can see the hole Percy was talking about and the little mound of skin and her anus. And before I put my mouth on it I want to see what she does when I touch it. So I reach under her and start by running my hand from the front to the back gently and she moves against my hand. That’s encouraging so I take two fingers and rub the mound of skin back and forth and in circles. She moans and bucks against me. She is visibly wetter than when I started so I decide to do it faster and she screams. I stop shocked and she looks back at me with a strange look on her face .

“Why did you stop?” She asked in a tone I’ve never heard her use before. I’m beyond confused and Percy looked sympathetically at me.

“I… you.. you screamed?” I stammered and her face instantly softens.

“Oh baby it's okay. I screamed because that was an intensely good sensation. That was a good scream… encouragement if you want to think of it that way. I promise that I won't scream like that if you hurt me.” She said holding my hands gently. Percy sits up just enough to put his hand on ours.

“You okay Nico?” Percy asked gently and Annabeth looked at me with a needy look. I definitely hadn't lost my hard on and looking at them both naked and aroused I couldn't back out now.

“I'm alright. Just caught me off guard.” I said quietly and leaned in and kissed Annabeth. She kissed me deeply and trailed kisses down my neck.

“Back to what we were doing?” Percy asked and Annabeth giggled as she got back into position and took Percy’s hard member into her mouth. As he moaned I ran my hands over Annabeth’s ass tried to figure out how to do what Percy asked me to do. I guess I should do what I was doing; so I run my fingers over her wet vortex and play with her sensitive little mound. She's rocking back and forth into my hand and making all sorts of noises. Percy wants me to kiss Annabeth right here I thought as I rubbed her faster. She moaned loudly and bucked. Her bucking caused my fingers to slip into her vagina. She screamed again and this time I just kept going. I moved my fingers in and out and on every other out I rubbed the little mound of skin above and spread her juices all over it. Annabeth moaned and screamed as I worked and Percy moaned too. The sound is music to my ears, my dick is throbbing.

“Nico babe kiss it now. Kiss her like I showed you. That’ll really get her going. “ He said to me in a needy voice that rattled me to the core. I try to figure out how to do it from this position and decided that she needs to turn over.

“Annabeth I think he is thoroughly tortured now its your turn. Turn over.” I tell her in my best authoritative voice. Percy moved out of the way and kissed me while Annabeth arranged herself. I really; really enjoy kissing him. His hands are all over me grabbing and pulling and kneading; he's so ready to go that his dick is throbbing and leaking pre-cum. I break the kiss look over at Annabeth. She's watching us and playing with herself, I am breathless. I get between her legs and lean over her to kiss her. The movement lines us up perfectly and the head of my dick is pressed against her tight wet hole. It’s an intoxicating feeling that I never imagined would be possible with a woman. I'm not sure if it is just her or if there is some other reason that I am so aroused, but that is something to think on later. I kiss her down her neck and pay extra attention to her breasts and lightly thrust just enough to stimulate her. Her moans are driving me crazy. I continue to move down her body. Her hips are soft and her skin is sweet I pause there and swirl my tongue lightly making her fist her hands in my hair and push my head down. I have no idea what to do next so I just kept going down kissing and licking and hoping it felt good. Annabeth is either a really good faker or she likes it a lot. I guess Percy is watching, I'm not sure though because I haven't looked up to check. He makes his whereabouts known a moment later by running his rough hands down my back and over my ass. I've made it to the fleshy little mound of skin, she likes it when I lick it and flick it with my tongue. Percy is massaging my ass and tentatively running his fingers around the split. It feels really good and I want him to do more so I push against his hands.

“Mmm Nico you want me to be more aggressive?” He asked and I moaned in agreement. “How much more aggressive do you want me to be?” I answered by thrusting hard and nibbling Annabeth’s sensitive spot and she screamed again. Percy took the hint and spit down the crack I assume to lubricate my hole. “Take a deep breath and don't clench up.” He said gently and I did as he asked, he rubs my hole until I exhale and pushes a finger into my hole. “That's not so bad is it?” He said as he started moving his finger around in and out and in circles. It's a little uncomfortable at first but I definitely see the draw.

“Oh baby that feels good.” I say as I move my face away from Annabeth’s crotch, from the way she was bucking against my face and moaning I am pretty sure she enjoyed it. Annabeth grabs me by my shoulders and pulls me up so I'm hovering over her like I was before. Percy moved with me and has added a finger. My face buried in Annabeth’s neck I can help but moan and pant.

“Percy how about you take him while he finishes me off?” Annabeth asked moving her hips just enough to make the head of my dick slip inside her. I almost came.

“Sound good to you Nico?” Percy asked and pressed his dick against my ass. Oh Gods; of all the times I imagined this it was never this. Never with a woman , especially Annabeth. I can't believe I'm doing this; I'm about to lose my virginity, both ways, right now with the man of my dreams and his beautiful girlfriend. “Nico?” He asked again a little louder. I need to respond. “Nico?” His voice sounds different. And I feel different suddenly. I press my face into Annabeth’s neck.

“Yes Percy that absolutely sounds good.” I say into her neck.

“Nico wake up. We have work to do.” My father says as I look around my room. I'm in my bed in my father's place; alone. My father is in my doorway and looks annoyed. Laying on my stomach clutching my pillow I worry how much I've said out loud while I was asleep. These dreams are getting more frequent and definitely stranger. Maybe I should talk to someone about this. But well that's not top priority right now. I sit up and my father turns and walks off.

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