#I CHOKED ON MY FOOD IM WATCHING THE STREAM NOW

[nothappyrn]

Hi💗 would you be happy to write something with this? Either Sebastian/Chris or their characters please💗

You just couldn’t see it pt.1

Summary: you’re in love with your best friend Chris Evans but he just doesn’t seem to notice.

Pairing: Chris Evans x f!reader

Warning: swearing, angst

Word count:690

A/n: thank you for requesting! It’s kind of short but Im gonna make a part 2. I hope this is ok. 🤍

You’re walking to your best friend Chris evans house for a night filled with movies and food and cuddles, mostly with dodger. It wasn’t a long walk and you could’ve taken your car but you decided you just wanted to enjoy the nature walk ahead. When you finally got to the beautiful house, Chris had already opened the door waiting for his hug that he always got.

“Y/n!” He ran up to you and gave you the biggest hug and of course you blushed, when he let go he didn’t seem to notice the reddish tint to your cheeks. “Come in! I already have your favourite movie up!”

You both walked into the gorgeous home and as soon as you did dodger flew off of the couch and ran to you. “Hi dodger!” You sat on the floor just to give dodger more hugs. “Ok dodger leave poor y/n alone now please.” Chris was already laying down eating snacks. so you got up and sat with him but when you did, he grabbed you so then you were on top of him.

You watched all sorts of things but it got interrupted by Chris’s phone buzzing. You thought it was Sebastian texting or a coworker for his next movie and it could of been but the woman’s name had hearts saved. You didn’t want to seem nosy but you decided to look at what was getting sent, the woman was asking when their next date would be.

You felt slightly hurt that he didn’t tell you but you were also upset that he didn’t seem to like you back but mostly because he just couldn’t see it. You looked at Chris’s have to see a smile and a slight blush going across his cheeks. He seemed happy at the messages so much that you felt ashamed about being upset, as long as he’s happy, you thought.

“Hey Chris? I think I’m gonna head home now.”

He looked down at you and said, “ok, I’ll drive you home and none of your ‘oh no I can walk’ shit ok?” You nodded slightly and got up. You said goodbye to dodger and left. The drive was quiet and at this point you were fighting back tears, you house came in from the distance and saw your roommates car who happened to be your other best friend.

You let out a shaky breath and opened the car door. “Thank you for the drive home. I’ll see you soon.” You shut the car door before Chris could say anything and as soon as you did, you let the tears fall. It felt wrong to cry, he was happy and he deserved to happy. Even if it wasn’t with you.

You walking into the place you called home and you roommate was sitting waiting. “Hi y/n, how was your time with Chris?” She looked up to you and was surprised to see you crying. “Oh dear what happened?” You fell into her arms, “he likes someone else..” the tears were streaming down you face and they couldn’t stop, you makeup was smudged, you eyes were red and you were choking out sobs.

“It’s ok hun, you were only crushing on him, right? It’s easy to get over a crush.”you thought for a moment before you spoke “ but that’s the thing! I’m in love! I’m in love with him! He makes my chest hurt and my hands shake!! He makes me want to cry! And I don’t know what to do!” You roommate was shocked, you had never been in love before and she didn’t want you to be stuck with heartbreak.

“Ok hun let’s get you to bed, ok?” You nod and make your way to bed, and you must have been tired because you passed out straight away. Down the stairs your roommate was texting Chris, she told him everything. If you weren’t asleep and extremely upset you would have felt betrayed. Chris was just as shocked by the news, partly because you loved him but mostly that he made you cry. He had loved you for years. You just couldn’t see it.

#chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans angst #chris evans x f!reader

[xxiamtiebrousxx]

Chapter 9 "A Coffee Date" (Head-Shots | Sniper x Reader)

A/n: Fun fact, I found my art after scrolling through various pieces of fanart.

I fell asleep after enjoying the warmth of Sniper’s camper. The next morning I woke up to the smell of pancakes and bacon being cooked. There was a visible cloudy stream of the smell tickling my nose. 

I lifted up my sleepy head. I very tiredly saw that Mundy was flipping them over in his tiny kitchen. All night, he let me sleep in his bed while he slept in a sleeping bag on the ground. I rubbed my eyes, rising from my thin blanket.

“What time is it?” I asked, yawning. 

“It’s noon-ish,” Mundy replied, looking at his watch. I groaned, dropping back down onto the mattress. I pulled back on the blanket and curled under it.

“It’s too early,” I whined.

Twelve in the afternoon is too early to be up. People need their sleep.

Agreed. I just want to stay lazy forever.

Mundy pulled back the blanket and held before me a stack of pancakes with bacon on the side. “Come on down and you can eat,” he said. I groaned. “It’ll get cold.”

“Fine.” I rolled off the bed and landed on my feet. I followed Mundy outside where he set up a table. The drinks and utensils were already set down. I sat down and he placed the stack of pancakes on the table. He handed me my fork. “Thanks,” I said. He sat down and we began to eat.

A few moments later, Scout and Soldier came jogging up to us. “Hey Scout,” I said with a mouthful of pancakes. 

“Hey,” he said, panting hard. He was drenched in sweat. “What’s up?” he asked.

“Nothing much,” I replied. “How about you Solly? Everything good?”

“It’s all good, maggots!” he exclaimed, patting Mundy on the back. He nearly choked on his food because of Soldier’s harsh pats. I chuckled, taking a sip from my drink. “Well, we gotta get going,” Soldier said. “Need to get this run in, then we’re off to do push ups.”

“Help me,” Scout whispered.

“No can do, mate,” Mundy replied. Scout groaned and ran off, following Soldier. I quietly chuckled. “So Sheila,” he said, “wanna go out for a cup of coffee?” he asked.

“Do we have a ceasefire today?” I asked, perking up a bit. “I could go for a cup of Joe. Will it be at that cafe we met at?”

“It’s the only one in town,” he replied. “We’ll leave after breakfast.”

So after breakfast we left. It was a two hour drive from the base to Teufort. It was busy today, for a small town. We drove past the motel I almost ended up going to. The train station was near. It was a feeling of nostalgia. Just like my first day here, the line for the coffee was short. Mundy led me outside to the same spot where we met. It was even around the same time!

“So, Mundy, what’s the special occasion?” I asked. He rested his face on his cheek, stirring the coffee stirrer. 

“Oi just wanted to take you somewhere nice,” he replied. “It’s not really a special occasion.”

“Uh huh.” I took a sip of my drink. “Ooh, that’s hot,” I said. I placed my drink on the table. “You know, this is actually quite relaxing.”

“Really?” Mundy inquired, tucking his arm under him. 

“It’s great to get away from all the fighting,” I said. He chuckled.

“You’ve only been fighting for a day,” he said. “Can’t be stressed out already.”

“That Spy has been on my nerves ever since I joined RED,” I replied. “He’s so…just… I can’t…  ugh.” I groaned. “I hate him with all my heart." Mundy nodded in agreement.

“Oi hate him too, that bloody bloke,” he said, taking my hand. “Oi won’t let him get close ever again. Just uh, try to keep calm when mentioning him.” I scoffed.

“Fine, I’ll watch myself,” I said, trying to calm myself down. I took another sip of my coffee. So did Mundy. 

“Oh, we should get going,” he said, looking at his watch. “Oi promised Scout Oi’d play a quick round a baseball with ‘im.” 

“You play baseball?” I asked, standing up. 

This is unheard of!

Yeah! He doesn’t seem to be the kind of guy to play baseball!

Mundy smiled and rolled his eyes. 

“Oi only know how to pitch,” he said. He tipped his hat, grabbing our drinks. “Now, let’s get going.”

Another two hours later and we were back home. Scout was in the front yard, er, front of the base, taking swings with his metal bat. I jumped out of the van and disposed of the empty cups. 

No, I did not litter. There was a trashcan nearby. 

“Heya, ya two lovebirds,” Scout said. “Back so soon?” 

“Okay, first of all, don’t call us lovebirds,” Mundy said, getting out of the van. “And secondly, we were gone for two hours.”

“Whatever,” Scout said, rolling his eyes. “Now can you please hurry up? I wanna play some ball before the sun sets.”

“Oi’m coming so quit your whining,” Mundy called back. I chuckled, folding my arms across my chest. He rubbed the back of his neck, standing in front of me. “Well, Oi guess this is where we part ways,” he said. 

“We live in the same base, you know,” I replied, flicking his hat. “Don’t be late for dinner.”

“Oi won’t,” he said. Mundy leaned down and kissed my cheek.

“C’mon man!” Scout exclaimed. “Sun’s going down!” He groaned. 

“Can it be dinner already?” he asked, walking off. I chuckled, shaking my head. I said hi to the other guys as I walked back to my room. It was oddly peaceful.

TOO peaceful if you ask me.

Maybe today is a calm day?

Hmm, perhaps. But don’t let your guard down.

I won’t.

I laid on my bed, tucking my arms under my head. The coffee left a good feeling in me. 

Unfortunately the peace didn’t last long.

“Hello cherie.” Before I could scream or do anything, a handkerchief was put on my face. It was drenched in chloroform and I inhaled all of it, passing out. 

So much for peace and quiet.

#Tf2 Sniper X Reader #Sniper X Reader #Tf2 X Reader #Romance #Humor #Sniper #Tf2 Red Team #Tfc Heavy #Tfc #long post #Tf2

[yb-cringe]

I JUST HAD A STROKE WHY DID JIMMY CALL SCOTT “PETAL” THATS THE CUTEST SHIT /p

#I CHOKED ON MY FOOD IM WATCHING THE STREAM NOW #THATS SO CUTE #Catch me calling my friends cute names now #ive been given permission all of my friends are now sunshine until further notice

[baeseungcheolie]

𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔? 𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑱𝒆𝒏𝒐 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒙 𝑵𝒂 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏

Word Count: idk bro i just wrote it

Genre : smut, suggestive.

Warning : blowjob, mentions of gagging, reader is tied up, breif pussy slapping, Nominate kinda rough, no penetrative sex yet. Nothing too intense

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥(𝐬) 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

Jaemin was tired. His schedules had been tiring today and he wanted nothing more than to get to the dorms and unwind. Maybe play some games and later grab some food with Jeno.

He turned the key in the lock, pushing the door back and stepping into the apartment. It was all so quiet and all the lights were off, he assumed that Haechan was at the 127 dorms with Mark and Renjun was hanging out with his girlfriend.

He grabbed a glass of water and sat on the sofa, taking his shoes off. He rolled his shoulders back trying to ease the tension that had been build up after the long hours of practising alone.

He made way to Jeno's room meaning to let Jeno know that he was heading to take a shower. But as he opened the room door his eyebrows shot up.

There Jeno sat on his computer gaming with his pants down, legs slightly spread. You sat between his legs, naked with ropes binding your hands and breasts tightly together. Your mouth was stretched around Jeno's fat length and you desperately tried to take all of him in your without gagging.

Your head turned as you heard the door open and eyes widened at Jaemin who was standing there with a blank expression. You moaned around Jeno's cock when you saw Jaemin rake his eyes up and down on your tied up figure. This caused Jeno to buck his hips into your face, causing his cock to hit back into your throat making you gag loudly.

Jaemin scoffed at the way tears streamed down your eyes when Jeno hit the back of your throat. At this Jeno looked at Jaemin, pausing the game and taking his headset off. He smiled at Jaemin.

"you're back already?"

They started talking, Jeno's hand was on your head not letting you come up. Them acting like you weren't there made you feel humiliated. You could feel your pussy get more wet.

Jeno's eyes trained on the way you tried to rub your thighs together, now struggling to take his cock in your mouth, trying to releave yourself at the same time. He grabbed you by your hair making you stand leaning against his chest. His big hands grabbed your jaw tightly, cheeks squishing together in a pout forcing you to look at his best friend.

Jaemin clicked his tongue at your crying. "What a good little whore, taking Jeno's cock while I'm watching. You'll do anything to please us won't you?" He asks slowly walking towards you, like a predator walking towards its prey. His gaze made you feel so small, like you were just a toy they could easily replace.

Jeno made you turn your face towards him and placed a peck on the side of your neck. "Do you wanna play with the both of us Princess? You want us both to use you? Mhm?" He asked you growling slightly.

You leaned your head back against Jeno's shoulder as you felt Jaemin's finger move around your pussy. He pressed the both of your sensitive lips together and then slightly slapped them, making you let out a loud cry.

"Yes- yes. Use me Jeno please use me." You said sobbing.

Suddenly Jaemin wasn't tired anymore.

⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝꒷꒦꒷⏝

Please read my Hyuck fic if you would like!

Another Nomin fic lol

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#nct hard hours #nct dream #nct dream smut #nct dream jeno #nct dream jaemin #jeno smut #jaemin #jeno #lee jeno #na jaemin #jaemin smut #jeno scenarios #jaemin scenarios #nct dream hard hours

[multiplefandomsblog]

request; I am lusting for the emo boy 👉👈 Could I get something where the reader gives him a bj after he had a stressful day

warnings; bj, deep-throating, cussing, cum-eating, shuichi is receiving, reader is gender-neutral.

note; im trying to think of a song to go with this hold up- (yes thats all i have for my note, im running out of things to say-)

OH SHIT YES!!! SANGRIA?? BY EASY LIFE??? ARLO PARKS??? OR GET YOU BY DANIEL CAESER!!!!!

wc; 2k+

Slapping the screen of his work computer shut, the sudden and loud noise kept him awake for just a little longer. Shuichi brought both of his cold hands to his face, rubbing the eye bags that had formed as a result of his overworking and lack of sleep.

“God…” It took him everything he had to not yell into his slightly trembling hands. His fingers tangled themselves in his hair as he stood up from the chair that had made his backside ache, breathing out the pent-up stress he had cultivated throughout the… He checked his watch, drooping eyes barely able to read the hands of the miniature clock. 

—The twelve hours of sitting down, typing in and submitting in files, piled onto files regarding a tough case. He’d be lying if he wasn’t at least a little used to this shit work ethic. 

The first thought his mind allowed him to possess after draining his brain completely out of energy, had been, ‘S/o...-, I hope they didn’t forget to eat today.’ He hadn’t gotten the chance to monitor you, nor text or call you; his phone, to kick off the day, hadn’t charged properly the day before, leaving his phone with 3%. The moment he had tried to text you mid-way through his extended work period, his phone had given up on him, leaving him frustrated and worried. 

Sighing, he quickly packed up his things, ready to leave the suffocating, but honestly quite nicely designed office— to see you. He was so close to just falling asleep on the nice, cold surface of his computer, but the thought of you waking up to an empty bed had his heart, crumbling over something he hadn’t done yet. And hadn’t planned to do, either. 

Exiting the office, he called a taxi as he was too deprived of sleep to safely drive.

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Hearing the door open, you immediately rushed to the front door, almost slipping on the waxy surface of the wood floor against your fuzzy socks. 

Pulling back, your eyes held a different emotion as you gazed into Shuichi’s tired but loving orbs; your eyes no longer contained the same soul-crushing worry for him. Instead, they had held a needy lust. Could you blame yourself? It had been twelve hours. Shuichi let out a quiet startled noise as you started dragging him to the couch, he did nothing but let you; too tired to ask what you were doing despite having the sneaking suspicion he already knew. No one can overlook a stare like that; you’d have to be blind to. 

Pushing him onto the couch with little effort, he watched with intrigued eyes as you got to your knees and sat in between his knees, your own gaze locking onto his as you lowered yourself to the point where you had to crane your neck to properly see his pretty, flushed face. 

Golden eyes flashed in need, small whines spilling from his trembling lips as he slightly parted his thighs for you to drag your fingers further up into. “You worked all day, Shuichi… C’mon, just a taste?” You looked up at him, doe eyes pleading and tongue swiping across your bottom lip entrancingly, as Shuichi’s golden eyes followed the glistening muscle. He could already imagine your tongue swirling around the tip of his— 

“A-a little… A little taste. Please.” Ten hours of neglect, and the craving for his musk only augmented with each agonizing second that passed by. His eyes widened at the sultry tone you equipped; had he really worked so long to the point you were on your knees for him? “I...”

Yes, yes he had. It had been twelve hours, and you were worried sick. Not only that, the poor boy looked so tense and stressed, it had given you the urge to just strap him to the bed and force him to sleep, and nothing else. Knowing him, he wouldn’t have allowed himself the proper amount of hours of sleep, and food he needed to stay alive.

A part of him didn’t want to take advantage of your state, but a part of him already knew you wouldn’t let up until you got what you wanted; it’s not like he detested the idea of getting sucked off. “O-okay.”

He let out a small gasp as he felt you suddenly play with the zipper of his pants, your fingers ‘accidentally’ brushing against the growing erection he hadn’t noticed he had. You watched him carefully, fighting the urge to laugh as he arched his back against the couch; you didn’t want to embarrass him, you simply wanted to help him de-stress. 

Deciding you’d focus more on him than your own sadistic desires, you quickly halted your teasing and zipped open his fly, wasting no time to reach down the waistband of his navy blue boxers and pin-striped pants, erupting a gasp from him as he hadn’t been expecting it to escalate so fast.

Gingerly, you pulled out the hardening cock that seemed to twitch in your hold, only causing you to smile at the cute reaction. Though Shuichi’s facial expression had been incomparable to his cock. You had barely down anything to him, and his whole entire face flushed red, a hand already clamped over his mouth that concealed the lip he had been chewing at so aggressively. 

Stroking your thumb over the pretty pink tip of his cock, you cooed at it, already finding yourself craning your neck down to kiss the tip of it, causing Shuichi to jolt up from the light but impactive pressure on the tip of his cock. He found himself getting more alert, differing from his previous state of mind where he had barely been able to register what had been happening at the door.

Tired, lolling eyes from earlier converted into wide, lustfully lidded golden eyes that bore into your own coloured irises. The only difference between the two pairs of eyes had been the soft domineering gaze you set upon the boy who seemed to be putty in your hands and mouth. 

Winking at him, you felt confidence grow in you as you heard him slightly whimper and wine through the futile coverage of his hand over his mouth, and so, with suave, you slid the eager cock into your mouth, tapping it over your lips and tongue before deciding to suck the entire thing in, in one go. The near-scream Shuichi emitted definitely helped you take the entirety of him inside your mouth. 

You let out a small hiccup as you felt him throbbing in your throat, eyes wide and nose deep in the base of his shaft as your lips had almost been able to kiss the base of his cock. Keyword; almost.

With tear-filled eyes, you moaned onto his cock that only seemed to fit in half of your mouth before you started gagging. The small choked gasps from your side seemed to be in earshot of Shuichi, as he reached down to check on you- his hand was caught mid-way as you took a deep breath through your nose and fit the rest of his length down your throat. At this point, tears had been falling down your face uncontrollably, and you had been too busy massaging the base of his cock and balls to try and wipe them off.

“S-S/o— Y-you shouldn’t- F-fuck, I’m already so close, please don’t stop…!” He whined in a broken voice, head spinning and eyes rolling to the back of his head as he practically heaved out pants against the couch behind him. You felt your own thighs tremble as you heard him lose character, cussing; something you didn’t know he’d ever do. It sounded foreign in his voice, but was it strange that you actually liked how it sounded?

Moans and pleas spilled out of his drooling mouth like a running faucet; he noticed it only seemed to egg you on, in which, he wasn’t sure he liked or feared. He was highly certain he wouldn’t be able to last long—the thought hit him like an 80-pound brick as you dragged your tongue on the sensitive underside of his cock. “Hhnn- Ah—!” He let out an embarrassingly high moan, though he didn’t seem to care enough to tend to the humiliation, as he had currently been occupying his mind with the fact you had been sucking him off and sucking him off good.

His neck and thighs twitched as he writhed, not able to hold back the urge to pull your hair as he felt like he was going to lose it if he didn’t. Reaching down quickly, he yanked your hair upwards, in a force that didn’t hurt as much as you thought it would. It seems, even during moments like these he was always gentle with you. 

Rewarding him for the action, you hummed muffled praises he couldn’t hear, but could definitely feel the effect of it against his cock. Vibrations shot up from between his legs to up the trail of his spine, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body. 

You felt his clammy hand that had kept hold of your hair, push you down onto his length roughly, causing you to stifle a surprised choke as you felt his tip hit the very back of your throat. “S-Shui—” You couldn’t even say half his name properly. 

With tears streaming down your face, you shut yourself up and took it, bobbing your head up and down faster—to which he rewarded you with shaky, blissful sobs. God, did you wish you could see his expression right now. 

At the thought, your slightly red eyes darted up to his face, which seemed to be staring right back at you with his own tear-brimmed gaze. “S-S/o...!” He whined out, a few stray tears falling as he felt his climax approach him. Throwing his head back, you lost sight of his flushed, slobbering face as he rested the back of his neck against the couch. 

“Close..! Close! Hah- Hnngg! Please, I need to- to—!” Shuichi cut himself off, mouth contorting into an ‘O’ shape as he tensed his thighs underneath your clawed grip, feeling his well-deserved orgasm finally hit him. You suctioned your mouth around his length especially hard, eyes squeezing shut as you felt him pulsating against the walls of your sore throat.

You could feel the milky white, nearly translucent cum shoot down your throat and, as you usually do, you let it slip down your throat with no complaints—and it wasn’t as if you could try spitting it out; Shuichi’s cock had been so far down your throat, he had been practically been shooting it directly down your throat, giving you no chance to swallow. 

You felt his cock shudder, twitch and go flaccid in your mouth; so with a final drag of your lips, you trapped any leftover semen within the insides of your lips and licked whatever had escaped the bindings of your aching mouth. Shuichi remained heaving against the couch, his hand that had previously been holding onto your hair with a death-grip, weakened and dropped to the side of your face.

Bringing his head back down from the thrown back position on the couch, he stared down at you who had still been seated between his legs, your cheek resting against his thigh as you watched him with a soft and infatuated gaze. After such a feat, to look at him like that; he felt like he was on cloud 9. He truly wondered what he had done to deserve a blow job like that, and someone like you to give him such a thing after neglecting you for twelve hours, he felt terrible for you yet also fortunate to have you. His gaze, despite still fucked-out and slightly mind-blown, held worry for you. 

With his already red face going even more crimson, he brought his hand down to the side of your head to stroke your face tenderly. Still heaving out pants, he stuttered out quiet words of gratification, “... T-thank you. For that.” To which you only grinned cheekily at, head turning to gently nibble and kiss at the inside of his thigh, causing a small yelp to erupt from him. 

Your hand gripped onto his thigh, making sure to immobilize him and his squirming as you sucked a hickey onto his thigh. “Hh-!” Shuichi could only whimper at the pressure, his free hand going up to wipe away the tears that formed from earlier, and the ones that had been forming currently. 

#mod chia #notsfw #shuichi saihara #shuichi oneshots #shuichi smut #shuichi headcanons #shuichi fluff #drv3 shuichi #drv3 shuichi x reader #danganronpa #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa oneshot #danganronpa fluff #danganronpa smut #danganronpa v3 #danganronpa v3 oneshots #danganronpa headcanons #dr3 shuichi #drv3 x reader #danganronpa fanfiction #shuichi saihara x reader #shuichi saihara headcanons #Shuichi saihara x reader fluff #Shuichi saihara fluff #shuichi saihara smut #I AM #so fucking tired #but hey #its so worth it #shaishfds

[reusedtrashcan]

Jschlatt x reader: Love Game

ALRIGHTY!!! Finally, i have moved my smut from Wattpad to here. if you still use wattpad (i dont cause im an adult now,) you can follow me @reusedtrashcan!

I'm a trans boy, so the reader in this is trans but hasn't transitioned yet. I really want to, but I'm terrified to get it. Anyways, have a boy with titties and a VV.

  !SMUT!

"Y/N, ITS 9AM, CALM DOWN!" my lover, Johnathan Schlatt, shouts from the other room. I giggle quietly as I whisper to my twitch chat.

"I think I woke the bear up... I'll be riight back!" I stand up from my black and white gaming chair, making my way to mine and Schlatt's room, our orange tabby named Jambo following close behind me. I slowly open our door and peak in, seeing my king facing away from the door. I hold back a giggle as I see his medium length brown hair sticking up in tufts. Jambo wanders in, jumping on the bed and laying by his fathers feet.I walk over to the bed, climbing next to him, my 5'6" body body tiny compared to his 6'3" figure. I wrap my arm around his waist and set my head on his arm. "Johnny, I'm lonely... Come stream with me..." I whisper in his ear as I rub his chest and stomach. He groans, rolling over and throwing one arm over my waist, the other traveling up to play with my short blue hair. "Why not cuddle with me instead?" he mumbles tiredly, his morning voice deep and gravely. I giggle. "Because, I'm busy doing my job and streaming for 16k people who are waiting for me to return right now." I whisper sweetly, cupping his face, my hand resting on his 'mutton chop'. I lean forward and kiss him on the nose before standing up and straightening my 'Unus Annus' hoodie. He flips on his back and stretches before placing his hands behind his head, watching me as I fix myself in our full body mirror. "Whatcha' looking at, Punk?" I ask, faking an attitude. He laughs, standing up and walking over to me. He places his large hands on my hips, leaning close to my ear." I was admiring what's ~mine~." he whispers as one of his hands slides to my ass, squeezing it, making me gasp. He turns around and walks to our closet."I'll be out in a minute. Don't miss me too much..." he hums as I turn around, heading out of our room, a blushing mess. I walk back into the streaming room, looking directly at the camera before checking the chat. They are all asking where Johnathan is. "Schlatt will be here soon, he's getting ready so he looks like a pretty princess.'' I say laughing as I stand up straight. "What?" I hear him ask from behind me before I feel him wrap his arms around me, leaning down to bury his face in my neck. "Nothing Love..." I say as I smile, placing my hand on his head. He stands up, looking at my chat, who is spamming my 'AW POG' emote. He laughs before leaving the room again, probably to grab food or something.

~TIME SKIP~ Sighing as I end my stream, I sit back, feeling a presence behind me. I look up to see Johnathan looking down at me, smirking. He pokes my forehead, looking further down me before I realize why. I quickly pull my hoodie up a bit before giggling. He sighs and moves his attention to my computer screen, watching as I put my favorite playlist on. "How to Save a Life" by The Fray starts playing as Schlatt walks around the chair, picking up my small body and sitting down, setting me on his lap. I lean my head into his chest, enjoying the moment. After about 20 minutes of just sitting there listening to music and cuddling, he finally speaks as I wiggle down further into his crotch, trying to get comfortable. "Y/N..." he says, I shift again, which made him groan. "Y/N, stop moving." I gasp a bit as I realize what I did. I quickly try to hop up, but he wraps his arms around my waist, keeping me in place as he rubs against me, putting his head in the crook of my neck. (authors note, I'm writing this in Science class) Feeling his shallow breaths against my neck as he tries to keep in groans, our roommate Connor asleep in the next room. He continues to grind against me as he gets rougher, making me moan. He places his hand against my mouth as he gives one more hard grind before bending me forward and pushing me against my desk. He leans over me, grinding again, and whispering to me. "Next time Y/N, watch how you move, alright? Now, Prince, be a good slut for daddy."I nod my head and he chuckles, leaning back up, running his hands over my ass. He suddenly smacks it, making me gasp. He runs his hands up my hips, flipping me around and lifting me to sit on the desk and spreading my legs apart a little, stepping in between them as he takes my hoodie off. He immediately starts sucking, leaving hickeys on my neck. I moan as he gropes my boob with one hand, his other traveling into my pants. (I'm now in ELA class... hah) He sets me on my feet, looking at me impatiently. I quickly pull my pants down, leaving me only in my underwear and him fully dressed. He only looks at me with dominance. "Everything off Y/N." I look at him, rocking on my heels, feeling a bit bratty. Mistake. He wraps his hand around my neck and I hear a very familiar click. My eyes widen as I rush to take my panties off. "Good boy~" he hums, picking me up as I wrap my legs around him. He presses me against a wall to hold me up with one hand, using the other to take his throbbing member out of his pants. I whine as I feel it brush against me. He chuckles, brushing it against my opening, teasing me. I moan and he covers my mouth with his large hand as he pushes into me, letting out a soft groan. He slowly pumps, knowing he's driving me crazy. I whine and he lifts his hand from my mouth, wrapping it around my throat. "What do you want, baby?" he asks, smirking. I choke back moans. "Please..." I say, out of breath as he continues his teasing pace. "Please what baby boy? Use your words~" he purrs. "Please.... please... f-faster... h-harder..." I quietly say as he smiles crazily. Suddenly he slams into me, making me scream as he places his hand back on my throat. "Happily!" he laughs as he continues slamming into me. You can clearly hear my moans through his hand as I feel the burning knot start to build in my stomach. His pace stays just as ravaging as he groans. At the sound of his groan the knot in my stomach snaps as I cum on him. He continues pounding at the same pace. He looks down and his lip curls up. "Did I say you could cum, slut?" he spits, picking up his pace and throwing his head back. I begin to cry as the overstimulation overcomes my body. He keeps his pace as my tears roll down his hands, my screams sounding as though they aren't even muffled.

As I begin to come down from my high, I feel my second orgasm start to build up. I start whining to tell Schlatt so I don't get in trouble. He laughs.

"Do you really think i should let you cum?" he questions, removing his hand from my mouth again and grabbing a fist full of my hair, his thrusts getting sloppier. I nod rapidly. At that, he grins. "Beg"

"P-please... please Daddy, please let me cum, Ill be good! Please" I plead in-between moans. He chuckles, letting go of my hair and stroaking my cheek softly. "Good boy~ Cum with me~"

As his thrusts become harder and sloppier, I cum again. Seconds after I feel him release ropes of his seed inside of me. He pulls out, shifting me into bridal position as I feel his cum dripping out of me. He quickly throws a blanket over me as I lay my head on his chest. He carries me out the office and into the bathroom, setting me in the tub and starting the warm water. He momentarily leaves the room to grab me new clothes, and I hear Connor outside the door., making me giggle.

"Next time Schlatt, keep it down."

(If you want, dm some story ideas. ill take some.)

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I was curious if you’d be up for headcanon of adopting Gabi Braun, or what it’s like being her older sibling?

If not maybe just Pieck relationship headcanons

Please and thank you

im so sorry im getting to this so late 😭🤚 ty for requesting ‼️

‼️CONTENT WARNING: SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4 AND CHAPTER 139‼️

adopting gabi braun headcanons (canonverse)

characters: gf!sasha braus x gn!reader, platonic!gabi braun x gn!reader, fatherly!levi ackerman x gn!reader, platonic!falco grice x gn!reader

warnings: death, angst, hatred for kids (fuck them kids‼️), peepaw levi 😁👍

- uhhhhhh,, your relationship w gabi had a very rocky start. Lol !

- it all started when your friend eren jaeger decided to run away to infiltrate marley causing the survey corps to go get him just as a war was declared between your countries, and then two kids snuck onto the airship you were using to escape and shot your girlfriend. and she died. Lol !

- you had a lot of hatred for gabi in the beginning, and it was understandable

- you blamed her for shooting sasha, but you also blamed yourself for not being able to save her.

- you were a trained medic, you were supposed to save people, and yet you couldnt even save the woman you loved. it was like a slap in the face, like god was playing some cruel joke on you

- you remember sitting against the wall with sasha's blood staining your hands. you could barely process what happened at the time, and then levi came

- he sat next to you, taking a handkerchief out of nowhere seemingly, and just wordlessly wiped your hands down.

- your relationship with the older man was never defined, even today, but you both cared for each other

- the next time you saw gabi, was in that restaurant, niccolo had attacked gabi and falco, injuring them both, and said she killed sasha

- your blood went cold, you felt so many things, the grief you had pushed down in favour of your job, anger, fear, among other things

- niccolo had said there needed to be justice, he said that gabi should die for what she did, he tried to get sasha's father to kill her, and all you did was stand there.

- your body went on autopilot, barely listening to mr. braus' speech, you watched as kaya pointed a knife at gabi, and you listened to her wails of agony as you blindly led mikasa, armin, and gabi to a different room

- you were scared of yourself, for what you were thinking. did you really want a kid to die ? she did kill your girlfriend, the woman you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, the woman that shared her food with you, the woman that held you when you got scared at night, the woman that promised you that after the war you two would live on a farm together, and have a family of your own.

- but she was still a child. she didnt know any better. you were conflicted in your feelings, especially after hearing what niccolo had said, but it all just emphasized what was already known to you. she was a child

- your blood was pounding in your ears, and you could faintly hear gabi asking your comrades if they wanted to kill her. when armin reassured her they didnt, she looked to you and asked "what about them ?"

- you didnt answer her, and continued to lead them down where eren would be meeting you all. you were supposed to drop them off, but eren made you stay, and then a fight broke out

- you dont remember when you did it, but you held gabi in your arms, shielding her from the fight. you think you needed to be held more than she did

- things got more complicated after that, and slowly the hatred you had for sasha's killer went away, until all you had left was a hole in your chest from guilt and sadness.

- at fort salta, you thought you were going to die there, next to your friends. you thought you'd become a mindless titan, like connie's family

- but you didnt, well you did, but only for a short time, and when you turned back, you reunited with your friends

- looking around for gabi, you saw her tackle falco into a hug, which made you smile

- "y/n !" jean called, you remember looking behind you in confusion, he sounded distressed, but you understood why when you saw sasha saluting the three of you

- you felt your legs move on your own, and you ran closer to her, before stopping about a meter away. she was dead, you knew she was dead, but she was there, wearing that goofy smile on her face and looking at you as if you'd hung the stars in the sky

- she looked at you. "you did good." hearing her voice felt like a dream. your mouth felt dry, and your jaw opened and closed like a fish before you felt tears sting your eyes. "i love you."

- she nodded, before looking at the sky. "i know." she replied. sasha looked back at you before giving you a soft smile. "you know what to do now." before she disappeared in the debris

- you knew what to do, so you did it

- you found levi sitting against a rock, and when you leaned down next to him he muttered something. "i saw erwin again. and hange. all of them." you nodded. "i saw sasha." he looked at you, and gave you the closest thing to a smile. "i guess we're both at peace now."

*****

- three years later, you've become a school teacher in paradis, teaching young children how to read, to write, and basic math. you teach them about art and music, and nature. its nice being surrounded by children all day, kids are lovely.

- you live with gabi, falco and levi, in a small house inside wall sina. levi's legs have gotten weaker with time, causing him to use a wheelchair and crutches. he's given up on his dream of a tea shop, but is content with the life he has now.

- gabi and falco have gotten more rowdy with age, but they've both matured quite a bit. they make you proud

- you send letters to sasha's family. kaya is growing up, and has taken over archery just like her sister. niccolo is living with them now.

- you'll never be able to let go of sasha, or what happened to her, but the pain in your chest has dulled immensely. you think about her sometimes, when youre in bed alone, wanting to feel the warmth of her body in your arms, you know you should move on, you get teased about not having a new girlfriend, even levi has made comments about there being "plenty of fish in the sea"

it was a late night, on a friday. you were grading spelling tests at the dining room table, one lone candle being your source of light. your pen moves swiftly across the different pieces of paper, adding check marks or x marks when needed, adding a note at the bottom of each test, before adding a smiley face on all of your students' hard work. it was tedious, but it needed to be done, and you had to remember to bring them in on monday, you couldn't forget like last time.

you heard footsteps coming down the stairs. they were soft, and slow, and at first you thought it was levi but realized it couldn't be since you couldn't hear the soft tapping of his crutches on the stairs. they came down to the bottom and stood there, it was gabi, dressed in a light pink nightgown that came down to her knees, and her disheveled hair in the braid you did for her before bed.

you pushed your reading glasses to the top of your head. "what are you doing up ? it's late."

she shrugged, and walked over to sit across from you at the table. gabi grabbed the stack of papers that you already graded and shuffled through them, giggling when she found a misspelling.

you rolled her eyes. "don't laugh, they're six."

she shook her head. "i was spelling ten times better than this when i was their age."

"uh huh."

"are you calling my bluff ?"

you chuckled. "maybe. you should be in bed though."

"why ? it's not like we have school tomorrow."

you shrugged. "i was thinking we could go on a picnic outside the walls. it gets stuffy in here."

she nodded. "that would be fun."

the silence came back for a while, until you finished grading and set your papers aside.

"you know, i hear you sometimes." she whispered.

you looked at the brunette in confusion. "how do you mean ?"

"when your in bed, sometimes you cry."

you scoffed, and leaned back in your chair. "yeah well, i try to muffle it."

"i don't think ive ever apologized to you," she started. her eyes welled up with tears and her hands shook on the table. her cheeks and nose became pink as she held herself back from crying. "i know i feel bad, and i regret killing her but, i've never actually apologized to you for-"

"don't." you said. you kept your eyes on your lap, you felt your throat growing tight. "please gabi, don't say anything."

"i need to apologize-"

"you don't. you killed her. she's dead, the war is over. it's done. just let it go." you said, your voice wavering.

"have you let it go ?"

your head shot up to her. "i lost the woman i was going to spend the rest of my life with. she promised me a safe home, a farm, and a family. and she promised we'd grow old together. and that didn't happen. i grew up with her, i've known her since i was twelve, we started dating when i was sixteen. of course i haven't let it go, gabi."

gabi looked shocked by your outburst, but nodded. she understood how you felt, and she felt so guilty. "you don't forgive me do you ? i get it, i really do. i'm sorry."

you shook your head. "gabi no, i do. i do forgive you. i just, i can't forget it." you whimpered, tears started streaming down your face and you choked back a sob. "i loved her with all of my heart, i still do, but i don't hate you-"

gabi rolled her eyes, tears coming out uncontrollably now. "you should. i killed her, i ruined your chance of a happy life ! she was your family and i-"

"gabi no !" you exclaimed, cutting her off. at this point you both looked like a mess, and you were worried you woke up the boys. you grabbed her shaking hands in your own and held them to you. "you are my family. you are. so is falco, and so is levi. i forgive you, and i love you with all of my heart." you said, a sad smile on your face. her eyes widened at your words, before she started sobbing.

you got up from the table to come to her side, and held her in your arms as she cried. her arms wrapped around your shoulders while she dug her head into your neck, tickling you with her hair.

you rubbed her back and cradled her head while shushing her. she sobbed out a muffled "i love you so much y/n." that you chuckled at.

"i love you too so much." you whispered back.

it took a long time for gabi to calm down, but when she did you still held her, rocking her and yourself back and forth slightly. you two moved from the chairs down to the floor, funny enough.

you kissed the top of her head before talking, the only noise in the room being your whispers, her sniffles and the living room clock. "you know reiner's coming home soon. are you excited ?" she nodded against your skin and sniffled again, clearing her throat too.

"i hope he brings me a gift or something." she whispered back, her voice hoarse. it made you laugh, and you had to cover your mouth to keep quiet.

"they're going to shiganshina district for a couple of days, to visit mikasa and eren, and then mikasa will come with them to the capital."

"do you miss her ?" she asked.

"so much. i miss all of them, but mikasa is a close friend of mine, she holds a special place in my heart."

"do you think you and levi will go to the meetings between the marley ambassadors and the jaegerists ?" she asked.

"maybe, if they feel as though they really need us."

you sighed through your nose, which was a bit stuffy from crying. "after we turned back into humans, i saw sasha again."

gabi lifted her head up from where it was resting on your shoulder. "what ?"

"yeah, i saw her ghost i think." you looked down on her with a smile on your face. "she told me i knew what i needed to do, and then i went and got levi and you and falco." you paused for a moment, thinking about how you would word what you were thinking. "i did what i needed to do, i got my family together." gabi's eyes widened. "sasha promised me a family, and although this wasn't the family i had envisioned, it's still a family nonetheless. i believe her last gift to me was you, falco, and levi. and i am so grateful to have you all in my life."

gabi smiled before hugging you. she opened her mouth to say something-

"oi !" a deep voice came from the top of the stairs. "you two woke me up with all of your crying. go to bed." before your heard the creaking of the floorboards and the closing of a door.

you chuckled before standing up, pulling gabi with you. you walked her to her room, and even tucked her in, you both exchanged 'i love yous' and 'goodnights' before you retreated from her bedroom, closing the door behind you.

across the hall, levi stood leaned on his doorway with his arms crossed together. "that family speech, that was cute." he commented. you rolled your eyes at the older man. "were you listening in on a private conversation ?" you teased.

the ex-captain scoffed and looked away. "go to bed y/n. we have a picnic to go on tomorrow." before closing his door.

you chuckled to yourself, remembering how you brought up the idea to him that morning, and he only replied with a curt "we'll see" before sipping on his morning tea.

you went back to your own room, and got into your bed. you turned on your side, and looked at the space you always left open for sasha, and brushed your hand against the pillow.

"goodnight love."

uhhhhh doesnt feel like my best work but whatevs 😁👍 enjoy my comeback to tumblr 🤩🙏

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Suna x reader: Final part (smut)

Here’s the final part to my Suna series! I wasn’t satisfied with my fluff version of the ending (which you can read here if you’re interested) so I decided to write a more smutty version. 

Warning: degradation, angry sex, light choking, mostly just a lot of degrading lol

I genuinely think this is the hottest fanart I’ve ever seen of him I can barely look at it without ✨butterflies✨. 

Art creds go to @minghuaa_art on twitter!

Despite Kita seeing you that day in the car, Suna still asked to keep whatever was between you a secret. That was fine with you--you didn’t particularly want a boyfriend, especially with the second semester of college work picking up. You still got to see him pretty often, hooking up in his car or your dorm at least three nights a week or more. Never the frat house; apparently his roommates were annoying. 

It was nice. Easy. Far easier than you ever expected friends with benefits to be. And beyond the sex, you loved talking to Suna; laying together on your tiny bed, legs tangled, while he explained the new music he was listening to, or walking together to the cafeteria as he made you laugh so hard that water came out of your nose. 

The good parts were enough to overlook the bad parts. At first. 

Suna was an abnormally horrific texter, barely ever responding within the day, if at all. If you ever wanted to get in contact with him, you’d have to call directly. And honestly even then he didn’t have the best track record. 

What was more frustrating was that it was always on his time. He would text you asking to hang out that night, and you would say yes, and then he wouldn’t respond until the following afternoon with some vague excuse about being busy. The first few times it happened, you got so mad that you didn’t respond to his calls, until he showed up at your dorm with panda express and forced you to watch Tokyo Ghoul with him. 

He had apologized...but it didn’t stop happening. It made you feel like you were some sort of side whore, who he called when he was bored and had nothing better to do. Like you were second best to everything else he had going on in his life. 

You had promised yourself from the beginning that you wouldn’t allow yourself to get close enough to get hurt, but it was hard. You really, really liked him. 

You liked the way he would stare at you while you talked, actually listening and curious as to what you had to say. You liked the way he hugged you after a few days of not seeing each other, burying his face in your hair like he couldn’t get close enough to you. You liked the way he laughed, both the usual, quiet chuckles and the rare snorting wheezes. You liked the way his mouth looked when he smoked, the way he moaned your name when he came, the way he could make you laugh at anything at any time. 

You didn’t want to get the “I told you so” talk from Kiyoko, so you avoided the topic all together: with her, and yourself. 

After one month of hanging out with Suna, you were planning on meeting up and going to see a movie. Both of you were more homebodies, preferring to stay in rather than party, but you had decided that you wanted to try and expand your horizons once again. The movies seemed like a happy compromise. 

The film was something Suna had been talking about for a while, an action thriller that honestly looked like shit but got good audience reviews because of all the flashy fight scenes. He had been so excited when it came out that you hadn’t been able to say no to going, especially not after he pried you with food. 

He was coming to get you at 6 pm, and your last class ended at 3pm, which gave you plenty of time to get ready. You stared at the face of your teacher on the screen within your zoom class, zoning out as he explained the flood system around the school. You glanced over as your phone buzzed, a message from Suna popping up on the screen. 

Suna

Wha u doying rit now?

You

What?

Suna

Sorr little drynk 

You

You’re drunk? 

Suna

im at psrty

You

Are we still seeing a movie tonight?

There was no response, and you felt your stomach drop. You didn’t even notice as your teacher ended class and logged you off the meeting. Suna was at a party at 3 in the afternoon, drunk, and didn’t seem to remember you had plans. You swallowed, shoving your phone aside as you ground your teeth. Why was he so frustrating? 

You stood up, angry at yourself for caring, furious at Suna for making you feel this way, for being such a piece of shit. You knew what party he was probably at--Kiyoko had said she was going at some point--and suddenly you were moving before you could think about it. 

You dressed nice, but casual enough that it wasn’t out of place at a frat party. Sexy enough to make him want you though, of course. 

You didn’t give yourself time for nerves as you strode from your dorm and headed in the direction of the frat house, following a steady stream of people already going in that direction. You knew it was Friday, but how the fuck were so many people already getting ready to party when it was literally 3:30????

It wasn’t overly crowded in the house when you entered, but enough where it was confusing as you wandered through the crowd. You snatched two drinks from the counter, downing them as fast as possible as you searched for Suna in the crowd. You’d need to be at least tipsy before having this confrontation. 

You found him in the living room, sprawled out on the couch next to who you recognized to be Akaashi, Kuroo, Kita, and Iwaizumi--all who you knew through Kiyoko. There were a few others you didn’t know, and they were all clearly drunk out of their minds. 

As you entered the room, Suna met your eyes for a brief moment, but then they moved on without a reaction. He didn’t care at all that you had come to find him, or that he had never responded to your text. 

The drink in your hand trembled, and you walked out of the room without looking back. 

Instead of talking to Suna, you decided to get wasted. An hour after first coming to the party, you were deep in a game of beer pong and you had a pleasant warmth in your gut, the world a little hazy. You felt braver, more angry, and suddenly all you wanted to do was track down that yellow eyed idiot and slap him. 

“Where’s Suna?” You slurred, turning to look at your partner at beer pong. You knew him vaguely as one of the frat boys, Suna’s friend Atsumu. 

Atsumu grinned, raising his eyebrows as he stared down at you. “Suna? Why?” 

You weren’t drunk enough to tell him of your “friendship” with Suna, so you just shrugged. 

“He’s over there,” Atsumu pointed towards the kitchen, and you felt all the blood drain from your face as you followed his gaze. Sitting in a chair, his back to you, was Suna...and on his lap was a beautiful blonde girl with her hands in his hair as she kissed him fiercely. 

You must have made some sort of sound, because Atsuma looked back at you. “You good?” 

You forced yourself to nod. “I’m...going to go get some fresh air.” 

“I’ll come,” he said, and you decided not to argue. 

Seeing Suna had sobered you up considerably, but your emotions were still a complete mess. All you could feel was a deep, unending hurt. 

As you headed down the hall, Atsumu grabbed your wrist and spun you around to face him. “So...you and Suna huh?” He said, a strange smile on his face. 

“What are you--?” 

“It’s fine, you don’t have to keep it a secret.” He took a step towards you, and you raised your eyebrows. 

“We aren’t together.” 

“Really? Then you wouldn’t mind,” He gently took your chin, lifting your face. “If I did this?” 

“I--” 

“What the fuck.” 

All the breath wooshed out of you at the familiar voice, which was now laced with anger. Suna stood a few feet away, his hands in his pockets as he watched you and Atsumu. He was smiling, but it was icy with rage and...jealousy?

“Suna,” Atsumu grinned, releasing your face but not stepping back. “What do you want?” 

Suna jerked his chin in your direction. “How about you get away from her, and then we’ll talk?”

“Dude,” Atsumu rolled his eyes. “She just told me she was single. I don’t get what the problem is.” 

Suna’s face tightened. “If you don’t get the fuck out of here in the next three seconds, I swear I will break your--”

“Chill, ok!” Atsumu stepped back from you, given you a frustrated look before heading away down the hall. 

When he was out of sight, Suna’s head slowly turned to face you, his eyes dark. “Single?” His voice was a low snarl. 

You swallowed, feeling your anger return full force. How dare he. “Yes!” You snapped, “Since you clearly don’t view this as any sort of relationship.” 

“What are you talking about?” 

“So you can go off kissing other girls, but I can’t flirt with Atsumu?” 

“Looked like a bit more than flirting,” he said, teeth bared, before the other part of what you said caught up to him. “And how drunk are you? I wasn’t kissing shit!” 

“Are you seriously lying to my face right now? I saw you!” 

“I didn’t kiss anyone! Do you really think that little of me?”

You clenched your fists. “Atsumu said--” 

Suna was in your face in a second, towering over you as he backed you against the wall. “What did he say?” He growled. 

You clenched your jaw, glaring at him in silence. 

Suna gave a dark chuckle. “So that’s how it’s going to be, huh?” 

You barely had time to react before he gripped your chin, kissing you roughly and shoving his tongue in your mouth. You moaned, and the sound snapped whatever restraints Suna had. His hands ran down the back of your thighs, lifting you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist as he carried you through the nearest door into a random bedroom. He kissed down your neck as he kicked the door shut, and you gasped as he tossed you on the bed. 

Your eyes slid down his chest and across his toned stomach as he pulled his shirt over his head, completely at a loss for what to do. You could feel the heat pulsing between your legs, making your heart race and your body tremble. But this was wrong. Right? 

You didn’t have anymore time to think about it as Suna gripped your ankles, dragging you to the end of the bed. 

“Why do you still have clothes on?” He snarled, yanking your leggings off and leaving them in a tangled mess on the floor. His eyes darkened as they swept over the pair of lacy underwear you had worn, sliding towards your center where you kept your thighs clenched tightly together. 

He didn’t say a word as he forced your legs apart, dropping to his knees at the end of the bed, yanking down your underwear, and positioning one of your legs over his shoulder. You shuddered as his hot breath caressed you, and he ran lazy circles along the inside of your thighs with his long fingers. 

“Fuck…” He murmured under his breath before looking up at you. “Do you want me to--”

“Stop teasing me Suna,” you groaned, shifting your hips, and he laughed darkly. 

“Fine.”

You practically screamed at the first sweep of his tongue, managing to turn your face into a pillow to muffle your noises as he worked around your clit and used his fingers in your core. You bucked your hips up into his face, and his laughter vibrating through your body almost had you coming within the first minute. 

You let out a low cry of protest as he pulled away, raising his head to glare at you. His mouth was covered in your juices, his hair rumpled and eyes glassy. He leaned over you, yanking away the pillow you had been using to cover your mouth and throwing it across the room. 

“What are you--”

“I want to hear you begging for it,” he snapped, and you managed to roll your eyes before he shoved his fingers back into you. 

“You’re so--ah!” You shuddered. 

Over the course of a month of fucking each other, Suna had figured out exactly how to make you fall apart under his tongue and fingers, so it didn’t take long for him to work you into an early climax. Your legs shook, and you let out a series of moans as you came all over his mouth. 

He got to his feet after making sure he had licked you completely clean, gazing down at you with possessive smugness. 

“Why do you look so fucked out already? We’ve barely gotten started.” 

You didn’t even argue as you got onto your knees on the bed, hands sliding into his hair as you kissed him angrily, unsaid words erupting. He allowed you to shove him onto the bed, and you focused on unzipping his pants and throwing them aside, ditching your shirt and bra along with it. His boxers went next, and then you had his dick in your hands, stroking it while Suna groaned. 

“Here,” he panted, tossing you a condom, and you slid it over his cock just like he taught you. You positioned yourself over him, impatient, your knees on either side of his hips as you thrust yourself down on him in one go. You both moaned at the feeling of finally having him inside you. 

“F-fuck,” you gasped, slowly rolling your hips as you rested your hands lightly on Suna’s chest. You went slow, taking the time to feel how deep he reached inside you, the movement on your clit enough to send tingles up the rest of your body. 

Suna watched you ride him lazily, his yellow eyes half closed as he took in the way your naked body shifted to move on top of him. 

“Ha, you’re doing so good...god--you’re so fucking sexy,” he groaned, and you glared down at him. 

“You make me so...mad…” You managed between pants of pleasure, and Suna raised his eyebrows. 

“You can still talk? I guess I’m not doing enough…” 

Before you could protest, he flipped you over so that you were lying on your back with him hovering over you, his dark hair falling around his face as he gripped your throat lightly. 

“You’re such a little cumslut aren’t you?” He murmured in your ear, and you arched slightly. “Don’t you ever try and fuck someone else again, got it? You’re only allowed to come around my cock.”

You moaned in agreement, and Suna rolled you over onto your stomach, dragging your hips up so your ass was high in the air. He gave you no warning as he thrust back in, practically fucking you into the mattress. 

Your eyes rolled back in your head as he used his fingers to reach around and rub your clit, his other hand running along your breast. You could  barely think through the pleasure, and the only coherent word you were managing to say was his name.

Suna leaned over you, yanking your head back to murmur in your ear. “You’re mine, got it?” His words were rough, and you clenched hard around his cock. You could feel your second orgasm approaching, and he could tell too by the way you shuddered around him. He paused in his motion, and you wiggled your hips in protest, trying to get him going again. 

“Why’d you stop?” You snapped, glancing over your shoulder when he didn’t continue. 

Suna grinned. “Beg for it, bitch.”

He moved slightly, letting you feel the friction, and you gasped in anger and pleasure. This bastard wanted to tease you, make you submit to him…

Despite knowing this, you broke almost immediately. “Please, Suna, please please, I need you so bad--”

Immediately, he picked up his pace once again, adding more pressure to your clit, and you jerked. “That’s a good girl.” 

“Ah, ah, Suna, fuck, I love-- you, ahhh…” You cried, feeling moisture spill down your thighs as your stomach erupted for the second time that night. 

For a moment he stilled, and you bit your lip in tired confusion. Did he want you to beg again? You weren’t sure you had another round in you. 

You looked over to see him with a shocked expression on his face, but it quickly melted into smugness again once he caught you staring at him. “Of course you love me while I’m fucking you like this,” he growled finally. “It’s because you’re such a slut for it, right?” 

Your mouth dropped open, but you didn’t have time to say anything as he started moving once again, making you yelp at the overstimulation. Had you said you loved him? Out loud? Oh my god…

“Have I fucked you stupid already?” he purred in your ear, pulling out of your dripping cunt before slamming back in and picking up his pace. You moaned loudly, thrusting your hips back to meet his as all thoughts flew from your head. 

“S-Suna I--” You could barely speak, it felt so good, despite the fact that you had already come. Twice. 

 He began to pant in your ear, groaning as his grip on your hips tightened.“F-fuck--” He grunted, arms sliding around your waist as he jerked and came. 

You both collapsed on the bed, sweaty and exhausted, and Suna easily pulled the condom from his dick before tying it and tossing it in the trash. After a long moment, you rolled to your feet to padded over to where your clothes lay--until you realized that your leggings had a massive rip in them. 

“Suna!” You cried, holding up the fabric. He raised his eyebrows, and had the decency to at least look vaguely guilty. 

“Sorry.” 

“What do I wear?!” 

“Here.” He threw the shirt he had been wearing earlier at you, and you gave him a glare.

He had already wiped himself down with the tissues on the counter, and had pulled on his sweatpants once again, leaving him shirtless. His eyes swept lazily down your still naked body, his tongue coming out to wet his lips, and you crossed your arms in annoyance. 

“Suna,” You snapped, but finally pulled his shirt over your head, not seeing another option. “I’m going to go get cleaned up,” you said, before heading out the door without waiting for a response. 

The bathroom was thankfully right down the hall, and thankfully empty. You didn’t feel very guilty about fucking Suna when you should have been communicating in a healthy way, but you definitely still felt mad. 

After you had wiped all the fluids from your inner thighs and core, you headed back to the room to grab the rest of your stuff. 

You found Suna on his phone lying on the bed, but he looked up as you came in. 

“Where are you going?” He said as you gathered your stuff, and you huffed. 

“Back to my dorm.” 

“Wait,” he lunged out of the bed and grabbed your arm. “Don’t go.” 

“Now you want to spend time with me?” 

“Just...stay. Please.” 

You swallowed, taking a deep breath. “Fine.” 

His expression relaxed into a happy smile, and he dragged you onto the bed with him before flicking out the lights. You weren’t sure what time it was exactly, but you were sure it was far past two in the morning. Your eyelids drooped as Suna wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. 

You were right on the edge of sleep when he murmured, “Did you mean it?” 

Immediately you were awake; you knew exactly what he meant. “U-um--” You hadn’t worked out any of the problems between you two, and you were sure he didn’t feel the same way. How were you supposed to admit to loving him like this?

“It’s fine,” he finally muttered. “We can talk about it tomorrow.” 

You swallowed. “Yes. I did mean it.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, but you felt Suna tense around you. 

“Really?”

You closed your eyes, forcing yourself to say it. “Yes... I love you.” 

You felt his sigh against your air, ticking the little hair on the back of your neck. His hand slid across your stomach while the other gently began to stroke your hair, and the movement had you relaxing despite the tears that had built up at his lack of response. 

You closed your eyes and set it aside; you would deal with it tomorrow. Now, it was time for sleep. 

“I love you too.” You heard, so soft that it was almost just a breath of air.  

It was probably just a dream.  

#suna #suna x reader #suna rintaro x y/n #suna rintarō #haikyuu suna #haikyuu!! #haikyū!! #haikyu x reader #fanfiction #fandom #fanfic #smut

[hexisqueer]

saudade

a/n: WELL. im back! *confetti pops out*. i mean, kinda hehe, apologies im absolutely swamped with school and my degrading mental health :). n e way, this is LONG, because i’ve missed writing a lot <3  wrote this for @sykuui, this is long overdue babe tw: verbal and (probably) physical abuse, kuroo just being a gigantic dick, dont come after me pls ily, cheating, swearing word count: 2K (word vomit ;-;) pairing: kuroo x gn!reader genre: angst (if it’s not very good, pls forgiveness, internet person)

What keeps you up at night?

Gentle snores, his soft hair brushing your arm, muffled breaths reminding you that the world knew not of the Kuroo that slept by you at night, unburdened by the worldly dilemmas. For just a few hours every night, he was yours, through and through, in your arms while the clouds drifted across the jet black sky with no destination, and the moment seemed to freeze.

Love, love for Tetsuro, is what kept you up, and it would never have once crossed your naïve mind that love is what would break you, keeping you up, not for the love you felt, but the love that was torn from you.

Simple signs would not tell you what happened, it came crashing down on you all too quick, for he was proficient at hiding it, behind his caring smiles and affectionate touches. His love wasn’t as pure as yours, he did not yearn for you as you did for him, and it showed, eventually enough. The cracks in the relationship built up gradually, slowly but prominently, too wide for either to bandage up alone, and that is how you found yourselves; alone.

He did try to provide for the both of you as best he could, being the sole income earner, and it didn’t always end well when you expressed that maybe he was too occupied by his office for your liking, unable to care for you as he once did throughout high school, when he was attentive to you no matter when you beckoned.

“Tetsuro, welcome home!” You’ve had a long day and not nearly enough time with your husband, deprived of his peppering kisses and gentle strokes of your hair. You get neither, receiving just a simple grunt, and it is clear he has had a grueling time as well. “Dinner is ready when you want it.” He nods slightly, not making eye contact with you yet, his hair appearing even less groomed than usual. You stand on your tip toes to kiss his forehead, but he shoves you away, harder than playful, glaring at you.

Maybe it’s just weariness, but he makes no attempt to apologize. You blink back the sting of tears, walking towards the kitchen to serve the food that you had learnt to make for him. He’s just tired. I’m sure he didn’t mean to push me away. That was the first tear, in the loosely woven fabric that was your relationship, that began as high school sweethearts but was now, you realized only later, becoming too stifling for Tetsuro.

The steam rose of the bowl of rice and curry, curling around your jawline as you carried it to the tall figure seated at the table, with his head in his palms. “Do you want to talk now, baby?” Your question is only answered with another sound of fatigue. You seat yourself beside him, curling your arms around his bicep, watching him lift the spoon to his mouth, trying to make him comfortable. You wanted to show him that you’d be there when he wanted to share his exhaustion with you, never occurring to you that maybe, it was exhaustion of you that plagued Tetsuro’s mind.

“Y/n, can you please be quiet for once?” It was barely a whisper; you weren’t sure if you heard him right.

“Huh?”

“Just shut up for once, god.” The tears stung again. What was with him today? He seemed genuinely mad, but you didn’t know what you had done to make him behave like this.

Little did you know, it wasn’t actually you, but the idea of you. Kuroo had grown to be frustrated with his daily routine, tired that every day was the same, that his life had lost that spark it had when he peaked in high school, your presence monotonous and the marriage empty. He didn’t want it.

“Tetsuro, why would you-?” His hand swiped out, knocking the bowl off the table, a gasp erupting from your mouth. In that moment, all you can think about is to get as far away from him as possible. There is an uncharacteristic bitterness in his eyes, directed towards you as you lie in his line of vision. You flinch as he raises his hand to run fingers through his hair. Without a second thought, he spits his frustration out at you.

“Y/n, I’ve had a long fucking day, and I don’t need you to make it even worse with your constant questioning.” The chair slides back with a scrape, not unlike the scrape of his words against your soul. There is, and always has been, an insecurity bubbling away in you that maybe you aren’t good enough for Tetsuro, maybe he deserves better, maybe you are too overwhelming for the calm male that now stands enraged in front of you.

“You need to learn to shut the fuck up sometimes, because no one wants to listen to your endless whining. I get it, you need constant reassurance that you’re the perfect partner, but I couldn’t be fucking bothered. And you sure aren’t perfect with how clingy you’re being right now. So shut up, and leave me alone.”

Kuroo knocks over a jug of water on his way out, slamming the door over the sound of it shattering as your sobs rack through your body, dry but hard enough to hurt.

Being furious wasn’t a thought that occurred to you, and whether this was his fault made no difference, because it was yourself you blamed when you found him the next day, with his secretary, the bento lunch you had packed him, to resolve the night’s arguments, spilled over the wooden floor, much like the shattered pieces of your heart.

What broke you, was that there was no chase; Tetsuro didn’t come after you, didn’t try to convince you to stay, didn’t try to explain that this was a mistake, didn’t even try to salvage a nine-year long relationship that he tossed out the window of his high-rise office building, not a single second glance back at the spouse that had supported him through his struggles, through thick and through thin, comforting him when things got tough, consoling him as he lost matches, lost money, lost old friends.

Gratitude wasn’t something he had ever considered. You were always there after all, there to ensure that he was happy, that he was content with his unchanging life, the responsibility of being his unpredictable little spark of excitement weighing down on you.

You were gone that night, with hurriedly packed bags, worn out spirit and tears streaming down your face, sparkling as they dripping onto the marbled floor, sparkling like the diamond of your wedding ring that you left behind on the counter top, with one last admiring glance. It was worth a lot, but not enough for what you were being put through. And recognition of that fact is what liberated you, to start your own life, without a Kuroo Tetsuro.

What keeps you up at night?

Y/n. Bubbling laughter and affectionate aura. Everything that was gone, that now made Kuroo’s life… empty; as empty as he had left the relationship, as empty as the void that was once filled with y/n’s warm smiles, that he now attempted to fill with anyone who would throw themselves at him.

A different face to wake up to everyday, but none of them yours, the only one he longed to see, heart aching as though it might burst out of his chest to find its rightful place with you.

The day after you left, he had had no idea that his life would crumble without you, the backbone around which he organized his life, the foundation for his happiness. He knew it was unfair to put the expectation of his functioning on you, but he did it anyway, and without you, he couldn’t wrap his head around the concept that was independence.

“Tetsuro”, his seventh secretary in two months waltzed into the room, carrying a stack of files, discovering him with his head in his hands, glaring up at the one who dared use the name that you had so loving adorned upon him, the word only perfect on your tongue. “Do you want me to spend the night again? You seem tense.”

Kuroo growled, at the audacity they had, suggesting that they were even worth attempting to comfort him like you did. With a swipe of his hands, he knocked the files off the table, standing up to spit his frustrations out at the secretary.

But one glance at the look of apprehension on their face made him buckle, reminding him of the very last night he spent with you, broken jug, bowl of curried rice upside down on the floor. You; cowering from him, frightened of what he would do to you, flinching as he raised his hand.

Dry choking sobs left his mouth, you were afraid of him, the person you had loved more than life itself, given up everything to make happy, and he had never even uttered a word of gratefulness.

Realization engulfed him, leaving him on his knees. He hadn’t shown you how much he loved you, forgetting or simply just ignoring you.

No wonder you were gone, because what was there to stay for, in the dead-end life that you lived, without a loving husband or self-contentment? What had he done? Why had you stayed for so long?

Why had you stayed up all those nights for him?

Tetsuro never could forget about you, the absence of you gnawing away at him, slowly taking over his life. The final straw that broke him irreparably was you, at the national volleyball match that you attended, not for him, but as a sports reporter, beaming in pride in your professional outfit.

Your independence is what did it, because if you could live without him, it mean you would never return. And why should you, after everything he had done, why should you when you had finally found yourself, why should you when there was nothing to return to?

His eyes followed you around, trying to take in as much of you as he could. Interviewing people, smiling at them, the warm smile that was once only for him. Suddenly, your eyes locked, and he froze, standing close enough to see the hurt swim in yours as you lay them upon him, and the moment was over just as quickly as it began.

“Hajime!” What? Why were you yelling out his name, jumping into his arms, fondly glancing up at him with that adoring look, completely forgetting about the one man that had been missing you for so long? Why weren’t you running back to him instantly? Did you not love him?

But Kuroo knew the truth.

You did love him, just, not anymore. He had lost you the second he took you for granted. And he wanted to yell that he would never do it again, come back to him, please just stay with him, he will always love you.

He couldn’t. The beam reaching from end to end of your glowing face, words bubbling over as Iwaizumi held you close, it was too bright to interrupt. The sparkle in your eyes not unlike the diamond that sparkled on your wedding ring, the one he still kept in his pocket, in hope that you would one day, return to him, forgive him, love him again. But-

Kuroo knew that he didn’t keep you up at night anymore.

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[zevlors-tail]

Can you plz make a one-shot with Midoriya and his crush cuddling him because she is sad and Deku tries to calm her down. She ends up telling her feelings for him and tells him how much she loves him. I thought it would be cute.....

This is super cute! I love it! Thanks for requesting! :) I hope you like it. <3

You sighed as the rain drummed against your dorm window, soft thundering sounds echoing in the distance. School was over for the day, your training was canceled no thanks to the rain (though it more likely had to do with the fact that things were rough lately for everyone including the teachers at UA, so maybe this was their way of giving everyone a small break), and it was a drab Friday night with nothing else to do. Well, that wasn’t necessarily true, seeing as you’d been invited to the impromptu movie/dinner night that your class had thrown together at the last minute. You were sure it would be fun; Mina was probably already setting up her laptop for the movie, you could practically smell the delicious food that Bakugou would be making for dinner, and you imagined your best friends Asui, Iida, Izuku, and Ochaco sharing a huge bowl of popcorn, some drinks, and the large cuddle pile they were probably heaped in already. It wasn’t that you wanted to miss out on all of that...in fact, you wanted so desperately to be down there with everyone else. But...

You couldn’t help yourself as you pulled your knees to your chest, your face pressing into them to hide the hot tears streaming down your face. Sometimes, you just felt sad. You didn’t really have a reason for it- nothing had happened out of the ordinary, had it? You wracked your brain for any and every reason you could find, but honestly...there were none. This happened occasionally. You never told anyone, but sometimes the world just felt like it was caving in, and for no good reason either. You didn’t understand it, but you weren’t particularly concerned about it since it didn’t happen often and it usually didn’t last very long (a day at the most). However, it could get in the way of seeing your friends and family, just as it was now. There was no way you were going to go see them all looking like a complete train wreck with your red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. You’d been crying since the moment you got back to your dorm, and it showed.

Your phone pulled you from your thoughts as it made a dinging noise, the familiar text tone you picked out for your best friend Izuku sounding throughout your room. You ignored it at first, tears starting to come faster as your sobbed harder and took shaky breaths. You missed your friends. As selfish as it was, you wished they were here with you and not watching a movie with the rest of the class in the common area. Your phone dinged again for a second time, and then a third and a fourth, maybe even more. Eventually you silenced it after hearing it so much, then finally wiped at your eyes before letting out a small whine and picking it up in your hands. If Izuku was texting you this much then you should answer him, even if it was about wanting you to come down and watch the movie with them. Otherwise, he would probably come up and get you himself, and then you would have a hell of a time trying to explain what was wrong and why you were crying your tired eyes out. It would be hard to convince him you were okay after that, and you didn’t want to bother him or anyone else for that matter with this.

Izuku Are you coming down to watch the movie? 5:37pm

Izuku Y/N? 5:50pm

Izuku Are you okay? Please text me back so I know you’re alright. Everyone’s worried about you. 5:52pm

Izuku I’m worried about you... 5:52pm

Izuku If you don’t text back in the next 5 minutes I’m coming up to check on you. 5:55pm

You glanced at the clock in the upper lefthand corner of your phone.

5:59pm

Shit!

You typed out a hastily made response, your thumb hovering over the send button for a moment as you debated whether it was even worth it to do so. What was the point? Nothing was going to change how you were feeling, and the text you had come up with sounded nothing like you. In your saddened state you had typed out a mess of jumbled words, misspelled and haphazardly thrown together; he would know something was wrong from the text anyway. You deemed it better to just ignore the whole thing and go back to wallowing in sadness for the night. So, you lay your head down on your pillow, threw the blanket over yourself, and turned towards the window to stare out of it while you cried silently, your gaze focused on nothing in particular.

Not even a minute later you heard a soft knock at your door. It’s probably Midoriya, you thought, ignoring the growing headache the knocking was causing. If he would just leave you alone to suffer in peace, then you would be fine. It would pass, and you would go back to normal the next day, and no one would ever have to know about this. Another knock resounded, this time louder, and you groaned quietly so he wouldn’t hear you on the other side of the door.

“Y/N...? Are you awake? Please, let me in.” His voice carried in from the hallway, and even though it was muffled by the wall, there was evident concern and fret in it.

Despite the boy’s efforts to get you to let him in your room, you ignored him and continued crying to yourself. You willed him to go away and stay at the same time; you wanted to be left alone, but you didn’t. Wanted him to be there for you and talk to you about it, but you wanted him to leave. Wanted to have support, but didn’t want to ask for it yourself. Feelings were a double edged sword. 

Your phone lit up next to you, illuminating the dark room with a brightness that made you screw your eyes shut for a second. It was another message from Izuku.

Izuku I know you’re in there, and I know you’re reading my messages. What’s wrong? 6:01pm

Izuku was no idiot, and he knew you were ignoring him. At this rate he was likely to barge into your room, and you didn’t want that. You just had to convince him to leave, then. But how? Your voice was hoarse from crying all night, and you weren’t sure that you could give a proper “I’m fine” if you tried, anyway. You’d probably end up botching it and crying again halfway through. If you couldn’t verbally tell him you were okay, then what...?

You unlocked your phone with a shaky hand and opened your messages before deleting what you had previously typed, then slowly typed out a short message before finally hitting send.

Y/N Im fine jst tired slepying sorry 6:02pm

Luckily for you, Izuku knew better. You two had been best friends for a long time now, and he knew you like the back of his scarred hands. He knew what could bring a smile to your face, how you liked your tea, what subjects you struggled and excelled in, and which of your friends you were closest to (he especially liked to pride himself in knowing he was number one on that list). Fortunately for you both, the list of things he knew and understood about you included the little mannerisms that you had when something was bothering you. 

So when he finally received a response from you with no punctuation and grammar mistakes, he knew something was wrong. That, coupled with how you had been ignoring his texts earlier and then how you suddenly sent back a response in such little time told him that you weren’t okay. It seemed like such a small thing to pick at...such a small thing to overlook. But Izuku had long since learned that sometimes the little things in life could make a world of difference to someone else. Those little things he learned about you were the most important things he knew, because in times like these, they helped him determine what to do for you. He wasted no time in trying your doorknob, and upon finding it unlocked, he let himself in to your darkened room with the excuse that something just didn’t feel right about your situation.

The door shut behind him as he spoke, “I’m so sorry, I know I shouldn’t just let myself in, but you-”  He stopped mid sentence as he heard a sniffle, and then a muffled sob coming from the misshapen lump under your covers. “Y-Y/N?” It only took him half a second to figure out that the noise he was hearing was you crying, and by then he was already rushing over to see if you were okay. “What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well? Did I do something? I’m sorry I barged in like that! I was just worried-”

“No, no, no,” you shook your head and denied his apology with more tears, your hand coming up to wipe at your face. “You...you didn’t do anything, so- so please don’t apologize-!” you choked out. “I didn’t want you to see me like this...” 

In an effort to hide your ashamed face, you pulled your covers over your chin and buried your face in your pillow so he couldn’t see the damage done by hours worth of crying. The darkness of the room helped a little, shadows dancing on your bed as the stormy weather raged on outside. However, Izuku wordlessly sat next to you on your bed and reached over to your night stand to tug at the cord to your lamp, and suddenly light was illuminating your bed and your figure...including your face. Izuku let out a small gasp at the proper sight of you, concern for you winding his stomach into knots. 

“Y/N...” he sighed softly. “Why didn’t you say anything? Have you been crying this whole time?”

You said nothing, only giving a slight nod of your head at his words with your eyes screwed shut, fresh tears welling up. Izuku held back a sniffle himself (always the sympathetic crier) before unexpectedly pulling back your covers and sliding under them next to you. The next thing you knew, he was spooning you from behind with an arm draped over your side, his thumb rubbing soothingly against you while you cried it all out. Any apologies attempted on your behalf after that were hushed quickly by your best friend, and you found yourself quieting down, albeit slowly. You weren’t sure how long the two of you stayed like that, cuddling in your bed for comfort. The movie you were supposed to be watching with everyone else was long since forgotten about, and you were starting to regret not eating dinner- your stomach was protesting in growls and rumbles at the worst times, but you stayed where you were, afraid to disturb your cuddle buddy if you moved at all. And when your cries turned to small sniffles and your breathing evened out a bit, Izuku finally broke the comfortable silence between you both.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

You pondered the question for a moment before responding. “What’s there to talk about, really?” It wasn’t like you had a legitimate explanation for him; you were sad without a reason. It happened sometimes. There wasn’t much you could do about it.

But Izuku, interpreting your statement in a different way, immediately pulled you closer and nuzzled his face to the back of your neck in reassurance. “You can’t bottle everything up like that. Something is clearly wrong with my best friend, and I’d like to know what so I can help. Please just let me in.”

“Oh, no, that’s not- I didn’t mean...” You tried to explain the best you could. “I appreciate you trying to help, Izuku. I really do. Sometimes I just...get sad. That’s all there is to it. I know it’s stupid, but there’s just no reason behind it. I just...feel sad. Maybe there’s something wrong with me...”

“It’s not stupid,” he rebuked firmly. “It’s more common than you’d think for people to be sad without a reason. We all have days like that, and that’s okay. It doesn’t mean you’re any less of a human being because of it, or that there’s something wrong with you.” 

“...really?” You rolled over to face him, your eyes meeting his as you looked up at him.

“Of course. But I wish you would have told me sooner so I could have been there to help you through it, Y/N. That’s what I’m here for. You can lean on me for support and ask for help, it’s okay.” He brought a hand to your face and tilted your chin up towards him so he could have all of your focus and attention, and suddenly you were aware of how very close his face was to yours. “I know it might be a lot to ask, but...can you promise me something?”

You stared into his deep emerald eyes, admiring the sincerity and ferocity you saw in them. “Anything,” you murmured. For Izuku, you would give your entire world up and more. Being this close in proximity to him reminded you of your giant crush on the boy; you’d liked him for a long time, ever since you’d met him back in middle school in fact, but you had never mentioned anything to him or asked him out because you didn’t want to ruin the friendship you had. There were times where you thought maybe he returned your feelings, but then you would doubt yourself and brush it all off with the excuse that he was like that with everyone; he loved all his friends, was touchy with all of his friends, would go to great lengths to make all of his friends happy. You were nothing special.

“Promise me you’ll tell me when you’re sad next time so I can help you.”

Of course he would ask that of you. And of course you promised you would do so, because this was Izuku- your best friend, current cuddle buddy, and your obvious crush. “I promise.”

“Good.” He patted your cheek playfully and smiled down at you in content. “I heard your stomach grumbling earlier, by the way. You never came down for dinner, did you?”

“No,” you answered simply. You had been too upset to even stop in the common area to greet anyone or say anything before you had headed up to your dorm for the night.

“Then let’s go get you something to eat; I’m pretty sure Kacchan saved you some of what he made for dinner.” 

He moved to get up from your bed. You weren’t sure what compelled you to do so, but you were filled with brazenness all of the sudden, unafraid of the consequences of your actions if even just for a small moment. You grabbed Izuku’s arm before he could leave, pulling him back a bit and earning his undivided attention.

“Actually...there’s something I want to tell you first.”

“What is it?” 

He looked at you curiously as you bit your bottom lip and thought about how you were going to say this. It was usually best to be direct, right? Well, that’s what you were going to go with then. And if things didn’t work out...you didn’t really want to think about getting rejected. There was a lot you were putting on the line by doing this...your friendship included. You were tired of holding yourself back though, tired of keeping your feelings inside for so long. Maybe it was the cuddling, maybe it was how close your faces had been to each other, or maybe it was the soothing sounds of the rain pouring down from the heavens. Whatever it was, something had made you feel closer to him, and you wanted that all the time. You wanted a warm fuzzy relationship with him full of affection and love and care.

“Izuku. I love you.” Awkward silence filled the room, and before you could be rejected, you started to explain yourself, as if that would help your situation. “I’ve always really liked you, and you’ve always been there for me, and you’re so kind and caring and amazing! But I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t think you liked me back, and I was afraid to ruin our friendship. And now I’m afraid I have...agh, what did I do? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything, but I just couldn’t hold it in anymore and-”

You were interrupted with a kiss as Izuku quickly pressed his soft lips to yours, and just like that, he was pulling away as fast as he had swooped in.

“S-Sorry! I should have asked fir- Mmph!”

If he thought he could get away with kissing you and not being kissed in return, then he was sorely mistaken. No way in hell were you letting him go now that you knew he returned your feelings.

“I don’t mind at all.” You smiled at him as you pulled away, and he gave you a lopsided grin in return. 

“You know I love you too, right?”

“I do now.” 

“Don’t you forget it! Now come on,” he said, tugging you up and out of bed gently. “Let’s go fix you some dinner.”

#deku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #izuku midoriya #izuku #midoriya #midoriya izuku #deku #bnha deku #bnha x reader #bnha #mha #mha x reader #request #justananotherdekusimp #answered #sweater writes #midoriya x y/n #bnha reader insert #deku x y/n #izuku x y/n

[sicjimin]

A.N : another spontaneous nonsense at 1am bc im scared to sleep again lol .. im sorry for posting ab mpreg again . might regret this post in the morning :D

TW : emeto, mpreg

Jimin pants heavily, his breathe trickling against the calm water below him. He squeezes his eyes shut as he's riding the sloshing in his stomach. Nausea that has been bugging him since the moment he wakes up, becomes overwhelming now. He spits the thick saliva that dangling on his lips, before brushing his hair back and lean tiredly on the toilet seat. He slips one of his hands under Yoongi's sweater that has been his since their early relationships, rubbing a circle pattern against it. It's comforting, almost calming, if it wasn't for the fact that nausea has been getting worse. He groans, propping himself back facing the bowl, his hand brushing his black hair back as it has been growing longer, before a gag leaves his mouth, followed by another. His hands are starting to tremble as his stomach continues to roil and churn.

"Uuurrkk-", Jimin jolts forward as his stomach clenches. Warm chunky liquid sliding up from his throat and splashing loudly to the bowl. The sound is loud and clear as Jimin retches again.

Tears spring out of his eyes, and Jimin can feel his whole body shaking. His eyes flutter shut again as he grips onto the edge of the toilet seat tightly, steadying himself as his body keep heaving more and more of his dinner last night down to the toilet. The sickly sweet smell of vomit hitting his nose and Jimin gags again.

He coughs, spitting into the toilet when he feels there's nothing more to bring. Jimin leans over the side of the toilet seat, wipes away his sweat from his forehead with his sleeve as a wave of dizziness takes over his body. He flushes the toilet, grimace when he sees it filled with brown half-disgested food. The sight making his stomach twist. He closes his eyes, resting his head on the toilet seat, breathing deeply as he tries his hardest not to throw up again.

Jimin groans when he feels his phone vibrates in his pocket. The familiar ringtone filling the silent bathroom.

"Yoongi-hyung calling..."

Jimin slides the phone button.

"Hello, Jimin-ah?"

"Hm...Hyung" Jimin hums softly.

"Is everything alright? You sound really weak.." Yoongi asks concerned.

Jimin sniffles, trying to keep his sobs at bay. His hand rests on his stomach, rubbing it soothingly. He could feel newfound nausea pooling there.

"I just puked" Jimin mumbles.

"Is it your morning sickness again?" Yoongi asks worriedly.

"I don't know .. maybe. I woke up already feeling nauseous. I was trying to make breakfast but— ", Jimin pauses as another wave of nausea hits him, "—oh my god, wait hyung"

Jimin scrambles back to the toilet, not registering Yoongi that frantically asking from the other side as he burp out water. Another wave follows after as Jimin hurls once more. Tears stream down his cheeks while he gasps for air.

He feels like crap.

"Jimin-ah? Are you sick again?", Yoongi asks through the phone, worry evident in his tone.

"Nn... Uuurrkk-" Jimin tries to say but another wave of nausea hits him. He doubles over once more.

"I'm coming home"

"What? No!", Jimin chokes out when his stomach stops clenching. He could faintly hear shuffling in the background and Yoongi talking to someone.

" Hyung, you dont need to come, i will be fine", Jimin says as he flushes his vomit. Lifting himself from the floor and rinse his mouth. He's sure he's already empty and won't throw anything up, at least for the few hours.

"Yeah, well i'm leaving anyway". Yoongi answers.

"But hyung! I'll be fine!" Jimin cries.

"No, see you!"

Yoongi hangs up on Jimin and Jimin stares at the blank screen for a moment, before placing the phone down and leaning against the sink, sighing. But he can help a tug on his corner lips, knowing that his boyfriend gonna come home soon.

Jimin turns off the tap and walks back to the bedroom, curling himself small under the covers.

🥟 🥟 🥟

Yoongi pulls into the driveway and parks his car. Shuffling his feet to their apartment door and push the code. 9395, before it beep and opened.

"Jimin-ah?", Yoongi calls out.

He walks further into their apartment, looking around until his gaze lands on his boyfriend, lying curled up in bed. Yoongi sighs, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He kneels beside Jimin, taking the younger features. His cheeks flushed, and there are tears stained. Yoongi shakes his head, pulling back a strand of Jimin's hair.

"Hey wake up", Yoongi whispers gently and Jimin groans. "Come on"

Jimin sits up, wiping his eyes before sitting beside him and leaning into Yoongi's side, snuggling close to his chest. "Hyung" he whines. Yoongi runs a hand through Jimin's hair, "How are you feeling?"

"Nauseous", Jimin replies, sniffling. Yoongi nods.

"Have you eat anything?"

"No, i'm afraid i will throw it back up. I don't want to throw up again", Jimin admits, voice raspy and husky. Yoongi purses his lips, looking down as his thumb smooths across Jimin's cheek, before Jimin looks up at him, smiling weakly. Yoongi chuckles.

"But you need to eat baby, you had another person to feed now"

Jimin pouts.

"What if i cook for you? What do you want?" Yoongi asks. Jimin shrugs, "Anything. Really, but maybe something light. I don't know if i can handle rice"

Yoongi nods, offering his palm for Jimin to takes as they head downstairs. Jimin sits on the stool, resting his head on his palms as he watched Yoongi moved swiftly into the kitchen. Light conversation falls between them, mostly from Yoongi, as he's the one that goes out and interacting with people today. Jimin hums, giving in response once in a while.

"Here, eat up"

Yoongi tells him, placing a plate with some rice, and some broth on the counter in front of him. Jimin peeks up, seeing the steaming hot meal on the counter and smiles, before reaching out to take a bite. A sigh slipping past his lips. Yoongi laughs lightly before kissing Jimin's forehead lightly.

"Is it okay?" Yoongi asks, Jimin nods quietly, swallowing a piece of meat in his mouth. He hums appreciatively. Yoongi smiles.

After about ten minutes, Jimin was already more than halfway through the soup, that his stomach decided to churn again. He quickly puts his chopsticks down, his hand going straight to his stomach, fingers squeezing it in an attempt to hold back the sickness he feels rising up. Yoongi notices Jimin's tensed posture and quickly comes towards him.

"Are you feeling sick again?" He asks.

"Yes, a little..." Jimin replies.

Yoongi frowns, pulling the bowl out and grabbing Jimin's arm, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. He moves his hand to cover the top of Jimin's belly. "Are you gonna have another round?"

Jimin nods, biting his lip. "I think .. i don't know. I hope this one is just a fluke", he grunts, holding his stomach.

Yoongi stands up, offering him a glass of water, " Here, drink it". Jimin takes the glass carefully, sipping at it slowly to give himself a chance to get used to it, to ease up his stomach and nausea. He sets it down again, staring at it and sighing heavily. He leans his forehead against Yoongi's crook. "I don't feel good"

"Hmm, i know", Yoongi murmurs. "You wanna lie down?"

Jimin shakes his head no, scrunched his face when a wave of nausea hits him, "It will make me more—", a burp escaped his lips, "—nauseous" he finishes.

Yoongi frowns, wrapping his arms tightly around Jimin. Pulling him close, resting his chin on the boy's head.

"Okay..."

They stay like that for a minute, only their steady breathing that could be heard, as Jimin is way too busy to keep his food down and Yoongi is busy rubbing his boyfriend tummy, giving it as much comfort as he can, hoping that the warmth from his palm could at least help.

"Hyung", Jimin breaks the silence between them, shifting uncomfortably on his seat. His hand pressing his lips to a thin line.

"...what is it?"

Jimin exhales deeply. "I want to puke, i don't think i can hold it anymore", he mumbles.

"Oh shit"

"I think i might throw up, now" Jimin adds. He doesn't feel any better yet. He wants to cry. The feeling of wanting to be sick still lingers inside of him and every time he thinks about it, he gets a horrible taste in his mouth.

"Do you want me to go grab you something to throw up in?", Yoongi worriedly asks. Jimin shakes his head.

"Bathroom .. please .. ", he decides.

As he gets up, nausea hits him once more. He clutches onto the counter in an attempt to remain upright. Yoongi rushes by him, helping him to stay upright, " Slowly baby"

Jimin swallows hard, nodding. He slowly makes his way towards the bathroom, his steps slow and sluggish. Yoongi's hands linger around his waist, keeping him stable and safe.

It was only few steps left, or to be frank, they have already reached the bathroom door, when Jimin's stomach lets go. The sound of gag and chunky liquid splatters against the floor echoing throughout the hallway. Yoongi rubs soothing circles into his lower back, supporting his weight. Jimin was sure he heard Yoongi gasps and curses under his breath, but he didn't have time to ponder in it as his stomach let go of another stream rushing on his mouth, adding to the puddle below him.

Yoongi pulls himself back a little, avoiding it getting on his feet as Jimin bends forward further with heave, his face scrunching into a grimace. Yoongi rubs soft circles into Jimins shoulder and backs away as Jimin stands upright again. The boys face flushed red and sweaty.

"Fuck..", Jimin whispers, looking at the puddle of his food that lay on the floor.

"Shit, Jiminie, what happened?" Yoongi asks, worry lacing his tone.

"I dont know.." Jimin says, shaking his head. "I'm sorry hyung, i didn't mean to make a mess ... ", he whimpers as tears start stinging on the back of his eyes.

Yoongi reaches for his hand and squeezes it reassuringly.

"It's fine baby, its alright. It is just vomit"

Jimin huffs and wipes tears that managed to escaped, "Still..",

"Baby stop worrying about it so much. Come sit down", Yoongi says, leading Jimin to sit on the toilet lid. Jimin lets out a small sob, hiding his face against Yoongi's chest.

Yoongi strokes circles in his hair, running a hand up and down his spine, trying to help calm him down.

" Hyung .. i'm sorry", Jimin sobs.

Yoongi chuckles lightly, "Why are you apologizing?"

Jimin looks up at Yoongi. He sniffled.

"You're feel sick, and that's fine", Yoongi coos. "Now, are you feeling better or ...?"

Jimin shakes his head, "No .. i think i'm gonna puke again", he huffs, " 'm still queasy"

Yoongi nods understandingly and guided the younger in front of the toilet, lifting up the seat, "Let it out until you feel better", he suggests, rubbing Jimin's arm gently. Jimin nods, leaning over the toilet as Yoongi holds his hair up. Jimin throws up for a good five minutes after that, letting out everything he just ate,including Yoongi's soup that now floating on the toilet bowl.

" Okay .. i think i'm done hyung ..", Jimin coughs out weakly, his stomach still aching and his throat dry. He rests his forehead against the toilet bowl.

Yoongi rubs his back, "You're doing great, sweetheart", he murmurs. "Do you feel dizzy, or anything?"

"A little.."

"Okay. lets get you clean up. I will clean the ...", Yoongi trails off at the hallway that still had vomit. Jimin follows his gaze, almost gagging at the sight. " I can help you clean that hyung .. i'm sorry"

Yoongi flicks his forehead, "Stop saying sorry. And no, you're not helping anything. I won't risk you throwing up again because of that. Just clean yourself up, okay? So we can rest after that", he rambles. Jimin nods softly.

"You're not mad?" He asks, a bit hesitant.

Yoongi shakes his head smiling at him lovingly. "When i can ever get mad at you, hm? Stop making your brain working too hard, Jimin-ah"

Jimin's cheeks turn bright red, a smile forming on his lips unconsciously. Yoongi laughs, reaching to ruffle his hair before guiding him to stand up and clean himself.

"I bring you tea, and crackers. Eat that when you feel like it, okay? I hope our little one could accept this", Yoongi says as he trudges into their bedroom. Jimin peek in from the blanket, watching as Yoongi puts the tray on the nightstand before the older scoots at the empty side beside him. Jimin immediately curled himself against the older, sighing contently when Yoongi starts playing with his hair.

Yoongi places a gentle kiss on Jimin's temples, "You should sleep now", he murmurs. " Our baby there has been tiring you out"

Jimin nods sleepily against him, closing his eyes. "Yeah they are .. thank you hyung", he hums.

#bts sickfic #bts emeto #tw emeto #tw vomit #caretaker!yoongi #sick!jimin #and again another mpreg fic

[glassartpeasants]

Reload pt. 3

Route C

Shigaraki x Reader

Warnings: Semi public sex, shiggy getting all hot and bothered.

A/N: This will be the last of the Reload series so enjoy.

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“(Y/N)! Were you even listening?” You turn your head back to your friend in embarrassment. Muttering sorry before turning your head back to look at the man in the store.

You were eating at a food court with your best friends when you saw that him. He was in a game stop looking at the new releases. You had gotten a good look at his face once or twice and now your mind was always wandering back to him.

He had baby blue hair that hung over his face so that you couldn't see it. He wore black clothing. Black jeans and a black hoodie that also covered his face.

“(Y/N) if you like that dude so much why don’t you go over there and talk to him?” One of your friends teased, you immediately to this as a challenge. You sat up from your spot at the food court and made your way over to the game stop to talk to the boy.

On your way there you confidence slowly decreased as you felt nervous to ask him to hang out. Once you finally got to the doors you made your way over to the hooded figure. You took a deep breathe and lightly tapped his shoulder. You could feel his muscles tense up.

“Um hey, i was wondering if you maybe wanna hang out sometime?” You choked out. Your face flushed from embarrassment. He turned around and looked at you. You felt the aura around you shift into gut retching fear.

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He took a quick glance at you then turned away, muttering something to himself.

“Why would i do that?” He said in a gruff tone.

“Well i thought you were super cute and i wanted to come talk to you.” You said cheerfully.

“Cute?” He said in a hush tone to himself.

“So what do you say? Or we could do something else.” You whispered into his ear, feeling him shiver as your breath fanned over his sensitive neck.

“W-what do you have in mind?” He said trying to sound confident.

“Well if you tell me your name I’ll let you know.” You said snickering.

“It’s uh-well....Shiggy.” He said trying to come up with a false name.

“I didn’t know a hot crime boss would allow himself to be called shiggy.” You giggled in his ear.

“You-you knew?!” He said in a angry tone. Growling as well.

“How can i not remember someone as cute as you? Especially with that cute little mole of yours.” You lean up and kiss the mole while trailing kisses along the side of his neck.

“W-what are you doing?!” He screeched. Jumping from the affection he was receiving.

“What does it look like im doing shiggy? And you better be quiet don’t want people to come over here and catch you~” You said the last part in a sing song voice.

“Once im outta here i’ll kill you!” He threatened.

“Okay sure, whatever you say villain.” He growled into your ear trying to scare you away. Of course you didn’t listen as you wrap your arms around his waist.. Your hands hovering dangerous close you his pelvis. You saw him visibly shake as you moved your hand down to the top of his pants, sinking your fingers into his pants.

“Hey! Hey! D-don’t!” He started shaking as he tried to get out of your hold. You stop him before that happens by grabbing his dick with your whole hand. Shigaraki let out a yelp and stopped moving in your arms.

“Hehe i knew this would calm you down.” You said as you nibbled his ear while slowly moving your hand up and down his shaft.

“Hey! Hey! That’s sensitive!” You laughed as your pace only quickened licking his neck. Giving him bites and nibbles here and there. You felt him grab your arm tightly, his shaking only getting worse as you could feel him twitch in your hands, causing you to pull away. He whimpered at the lost of your touch, seeing as he was close to release.

“I thought you didn’t like theses sort of things shiggy.” You slowly dragged him into the bathroom shutting and locking the door behind you two. You turned around and shoved Shigaraki to the ground.

“What the hell?! I-ECK!” You plopped on his lap before he could finish. You take off your sweater and proceed to tie shigaraki’s hands with it.

“I’ll turn you to dust once im outta here!” HE yelled at you.

“Getting killed by a hot bad guy doesn’t sound so bad.”

“What if someone see’s then?!” HE yelled to you his eyes showing signs of anger, but you can’t help but notice the lust as well.

“Let them watch, they’ll know that the villain has a hot bitch then.” You move shigaraki’s sweatshirt up exposing his bare chest. He looked so skinny.

“Hmm it looks like you don’t eat enough, how about i come home with you after this and feed you my little gamer.” You laughed at his flushed face as you lick a long stripe up his chest, your tongue running over his nipple. HE let out a sharp intake of breath as you begin to suck on it. Your tongue teasing him as your hips moved against him violently.

“T-T-To much! I c-can’t h-.” He stuttered, looking up to see the tiniest bit of drool falling from his mouth. Which only spurs you on more. Your hips moving faster against his erection your fingers going up to tweak his nipples. You lean up to whisper in his ear,

“You know you’ve been pretty bad i say not a good boy at all. Why should i even consider letting you cum?” He let out a chocked sob as you slowed your pace against him.

“Your so cute when your crying shiggy.” You kiss his lips as you take of your take top underneath showing your bra to him. His face lit up like a tomato as he couldn’t stop looking. Your grin held a smug look as you go down fo your face reached his erection, licking his pants as a way to tease him.

“Fucking hell just do it!” He yelled once more.

“No since you yelled at me, i dont feel in the mood to play anymore.” You say sternly. You were lying but he didn’t need to know that. But in a last effort to tease him you get up and grab your discarded shirt and put it over your head.

“Where are you going?” He said a slight hint of irritation in his voice.

“Going home.” You said slowly shrugging you shoulders as you turn around to leave and unlock the door

“W-wait! NO! Come back!” He let out more choked sobs, his erection pushing hard against his boxers.

“Why should I? You didn’t seem you enjoy it so why should i stay?” You said. Your face held a serious expression, hoping it would be enough for him to beg you to stay.

“I did! I did! I promise just please! It hurts!” He cried out to you, tears streaming down his face as he shivered. You giggled as you start to undress yourself even more. Taking off all your clothes as you walked over to Shigaraki’s shivering form.

“Then no more whining. Make one more noise and im leaving you here panting like a bitch in heat.” You lied once more, just wanting to see him struggle against your tight hold. You kissed his neck and pulled his pants down to where his dick sprang free. Shigaraki bit his lip to silence the relaxed gasp the threatened to leave his lips.

“Such a cute face.” Was all you said before you sealed the deal and let plopped down on Shigaraki’s cock. His eyes blew wide open as you feel his warm seed fill you up.

“I don’t remember giving you permission to come shiggy.” He shivered as he leaned his head to the side of your neck. Nudging his face into it.

“Oh we’re not done yet.” He let out a little squeak before you continue to ride him, he was still sensitive about his recent climax.

“Stop! your going to fast!” He cried out to you as you overstimulated his cock. You completely ignored him and started focusing on chasing your own relief.

“This is your punishment, be a good boy and take it please?” You said in a sweet voice. You picked up the best that had you moaning and him crying. You moaned out loud enough for him to have it always engraved in his memory as you finally cum all over his cock, him following with a second heart stopping climax.

You climb off him and proceed to put your clothes on, grabbing a towel to wipe him off.

“Such a good boy, here let me untie you.” You said sweetly as you untangled your sweater from his hands. You go to put it back on when your pushed to the ground.

“My turn now to make you squirm player two.”

#mha tomura #mha #shigaraki tomura #tomura shigaraki #bnha smut #shigaraki x y/n #mha shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #tomura shigaraki x reader #mha smut

[corruptedconfessions]

YANDERE NAGA (or drider!) IZUKU!! Imagine his darling riding his back because she's too pregnant to walk, aaaaaa I can't my heart is too softaksjkdjksjkjsk!

this totally got away from me and didn’t follow the plot, and im not very happy with the smut, but I hope you like it! If not feel free to reask and ill try to follow your request better next time :)

Also, like most of my works this was written in (basically?) one sitting and isn’t beta’d so im sorry for any mistakes or weird wording xD

Warnings: Noncon, oviposition, Izuku’s part spider so spiders, female reader

“Doll, you need to be more careful! You shouldn’t be out in your condition~” 

You bit your lip choking down the weak sobs that threatened to bubble out as you were cradled in the drider’s arms, being oh so carefully wrapped in his web, tied up and “protected”, left unable to move other than the violent shivers that wracked your body as you were carefully moved to rest on the spiders back, cringing as the feeling of his furry body pressed against yours. Even now that you were sitting down, resting against your “mates” body, your stomach still rolled, the swell of your stomach feeling tight and sickening, with every shift you could feel the eggs stuffed inside you rolling and grinding against each other.

You had tried your best to take advantage of Izuku leaving you in a panic, frantic to hunt down more food for the two of you when he saw the snow starting to fall from the clouds, coating the normally green forest in a haze of white. In his rush to find food before the cold completely took over and drove any prey into their burrows, he hadn’t completely secured you in his web, and with just a few weak wiggles you had managed to pull free, crying out as you collapsed to the ground. 

After struggling against the loose webs, you had managed to stumble to your feet, your balance completely different now that you had this new heavy weight in your stomach. Every movement had been slow, but you had managed to waddle your way out of the cave, only making it a few steps out before you collapsed, legs shaking from exertion, nausea rolling through you making you dry heave, the movement of your stomach clenching causing the eggs stuffed inside you to grind sickeningly together, starting a whole new cycle, leaving you unable to move, shivering and blue lipped in the snow until the drider found you again. 

“I didn’t think you would miss me so much~! I always forget how fragile and lonely humans get so quickly, especially when its cold~” 

The delighted coos and clicks of the green spider pulled you from your thoughts, the blood in your veins turning to ice as his next words registered. 

“Don’t worry! I have plenty of ways to make sure you get warmed up~” 

Either oblivious or ignoring the loud sobs and desperate pleas that immediately started bubbling from your lips, Izuku hummed softly as he carefully pulled you off of his back cradling you gently in his arms as he cut away the webs he had wrapped you up in, clicking softly in disapproval as he felt your cold skin as he rewrapped you up, tying you to his nest, arms trapped to your sides as he spread your legs wide. 

“I-izuku! Please- Please I c-cant-! N-no more! Please!” 

Tears streamed down your face as a (luckily) human hand slid down to rub at your entrance, dipping in causing your legs to jerk as you twitched around him, whimpering frantically, choking on air as you sobbed harder, chest heaving as you whimpered down at him desperately. 

“I-i can’t-! I-im too full! Izuku!”

Dread filled you as you watched green eyes light up when you whined out his name so pathetically, instantly you knew you had just sealed your fate, even as the hand pulled away from your sex just to cradle your face, thumbs wiping away the tears as you squeezed your eyes shut, refusing to look at him even as he ran his fingers across your eyes, trying to coax them open. 

“Doll~ It’s okay~ You can take it, I know you can~ I think you just need a little help relaxing~”

Soft frantic whimpers bubbled out from you as you felt fangs sink into your neck, the familiar burn of his venom flowing through your veins starting immediately. Almost immediately you fell slack against the webs, held up only by them at the arms/legs that wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him. Hazily you looked up at him, tears still brimming in your eyes even as your body went completely slack. 

“There we go~ Now isn’t that so much better?~”

Unable to do anything you were left watching as his hand slid back down to your cunt, head lolling against his shoulder as small whimpers and moans managed to slip past your limp lips as he rubbed at your clit. 

“Such a good mate...I’ll breed you so full you won’t even be able to move, you’ll just have to rely on your big strong mate to come back and take care of you~” 

You moaned weakly, tears burning in your eyes even though you couldn’t cry any longer, left unable to do anything but lay there and feel and take it as fingers slipped into you, starting to tenderly stretch you open as a thumb rubbed insistently at your clit, determined to make you feel good no matter how badly you didn’t want to. It wasn’t long before the constant stimulation had you crying out weakly into the driders shoulder, drooling as your climax rolled through you, your thighs twitching even with the venom pumping through your veins. 

“Such a good little mate, my good little girl~” 

You gasped weakly for air, pleasure still lingering inside you as he shifted you, settling you fully against his nest as his cock nudged against your entrance, causing a weak protesting whimper to come from you, one that was quickly hushed as he pushed inside. 

Your thighs were pushed up, causing you to whimper in pain as they touched your stomach, the position making it all the more apparent how full you were, stuffed to the brim between the eggs and cock stuffed inside of you. And yet there were more still to come. 

You could feel it already, feel the egg pushing inside of you, dragging across your g-spot painfully slow, grinding in just the right way that had you moaning and sobbing, the torture mixed with pleasure driving you insane. You couldn’t even squirm or grip the web below you to stabilize yourself, left in a limbo of feeling nothing but the pleasure of the egg grinding against your most sensitive spot, slowly pushing in till it fell in place with the others, pushing even harder against your walls in a way that made your stomach roll desperately, begging to throw up.

Not that you had much time to focus on that, just as the first one fell into place the next one was there, grinding deep inside of you, demanding your full attention. Fuck. The drider wasn’t even thrusting, standing completely still as he stared down at you with those loving, doting eyes as you fell apart, drinking in your pitiful surrender. You couldn’t even beg him to stop, not that he ever would.

You didn’t know how long you laid there, shaking and whimpering through orgasm after orgasm, Izuku coaxing one after the other out of you, even when it started to hurt, your legs cramping as you shook weakly, having laid there long enough the venom had weakened enough your toes curled with every climax, your body tensing as you rode it out before slumping once it was done. Everything became hazy, time slipping away from you. You were pretty sure you had passed out a few times, sliding back into consciousness by your own moans and Izuku’s delighted praises as your body shook. 

“All done, baby~ You’ve done so well, so perfect for me, the perfect little mate...”

He kissed away tears that you didn’t even realize were sitting on your cheeks, his cock easing out of you slowly, leaving you whimpering as you instinctively clamped down to stop any eggs from falling out. You had already made that mistake once...

You jerked slightly whimpering when a hand ran over your distended belly, reminding you of the heavy weight that you had managed to tune out until now. Stuffed didn’t even begin to describe the feeling that had you trembling hard as your mate fully wrapped you up this time, cooing and stroking your hair as your eyes slid closed, unable to find the energy to cry or even focus on what had just happened, all you knew was the hand combing through your sweaty hair felt nice...

Exhausted you felt yourself soothed to sleep by the feeling of fingers sliding through your hair and the soft pleased humming of your mate.

#fantasyau #drider #izuku midoriya #deku x reader #izuku x reader #reader insert #yandere

[cherriesscheeol]

Childhood Sweet Heart

pairing: seungcheol x reader 

genre: angst

warnings: angsty, some fluff but not much, suggestive writing

words: 1.6k

summary: you’ve known seungcheol your whole life you’ve always been connected at the hip if somebody seen seungcheol they always seen you with him.. but what happens when you finally tell him how you feel..

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All your life the only male you’ve ever known is Choi Seungcheol.. The first time he laid on eyes on you was when your mom brought you home from the hospital only being a year older than you he didn’t remember much but he knew for a fact you were destined to be bestfriends. 

When you were 5 and started school the first time he always protected you from the girls who bullied you. He would let you hang with him Joshua and Jeonghan and from then you stayed with the trio. Seungcheol never missed the chance to spend the night with you if he wasn’t with his friends. 

When you were 10 things started to change slightly you started to realize that maybe you had a small crush on him but you were only 10 what did you know about crushes.. The older he got the less he wanted to spend time with you the more you wanted him around he was your comfort place the person you cried to and he was always there to hold you to comfort you and protect you from all the problems in the world.  

3 years later you found yourself sharing your very first kiss with Seungcheol you complained to him so much about how the boys at your school didn’t like you and how the girls bragged about having there first kisses and all you wanted to do was experience it.. So on your 13th birthday he grabbed you by the face and pecked your lips quickly “See now you’ve had your first kiss too its was nothing too special” he smiles and after that you knew you loved Choi Seungcheol. 

Only from then you watched him fall for several girls who weren’t you. You watched him kiss several girls who weren’t you. You watched Choi Seungcheol live his life as if you didn’t exist you watched from afar as he made more friends as he experienced several girlfriends.. and you; you only sat alone wishing it was you he loved wishing it was you he kissed, held hands, and smiled with everyday but it was no longer you.. it actually was never you and now your stuck in this unrequited love.

High School came and that’s when things got bad he didn’t even spare you glance now only hanging with his newly founded friends and a different girl on his arm every week and it only hurt you worse you wanted to talk to him but you knew he wouldn’t so you only stayed to yourself and watched him from a distance you were in love no doubt about it but no matter how many times you told him he would simply brush you off and tell you that you were only joking. 

One night Seungcheol found himself missing you a lot more than usual.. he got threw on a pair of sweats and a pullover he recently got because you had most of his old ones he smiles at the thought of you.. He grabs his keys heading to see you.. You were sitting on the couch wrapped in one of his jackets eating junk food and watching drama’s when there was a loud knock on the door.

Not expecting anyone you open the door not expecting to see Cheol standing there “what are you doing here?” you ask you step aside to let him inside he smiles and goes “I can’t come see my bestfriend?” you roll your eyes at him “you must not have plans tonight.. you seem to always be busy these days’ you sit on the couch crossing your legs he can only chuckle at your words and goes “I actually did have plans but I canceled to spend time with you” he sits beside you pulling you into his arms your heart starts racing you look at him with big eyes.

“Seungcheol what are you doing” he pulls you closer to him “I miss cuddling with you” he nuzzles his face into your neck and sighs in content you wrap your arms around him slowly breathing in his familiar scent a small smile on your face missing these days with him cuddling and watching dramas. 

After 30 mins of silence he speaks up “hey..” you hum in response and he sits up slightly to look at you and smiles “do you remember your 13th birthday?’ you groan slightly and cover your face “omg yes of course I do that day was the worse” you roll your eyes and he chuckles and goes “even when we kissed? Did you hate it that much?” your face burns hot and turns bright red “I thought you never wanted to talk about that again” 

He stares at you and then at your lips “I know but lately I’ve been wondering what it would be like to kiss you again” you nearly choke on your spit “w-what!? Seungcheol are you drunk” he laughs loudly “No im completely sober I promise” You sit up slightly staring at him “Cheol I-” he cuts you off “a kiss wouldn’t hurt anyone right?” he leans closer to you and you nod slightly you trusted Cheol with your life so how bad would a small kiss be?

That small kissed turned into clothes being tossed across the room, names being called, sinful words being spilled from one’s mouth, that night you gave your everything to Choi Seungcheol hoping maybe just in the slightest it would change the way he thought about you maybe even the way he seen you but it didn’t because not even 2 mins after you finished he was putting his clothes on. 

There was a slight pang in your chest as you watched him leave not even muttering a goodbye to you and barely sparing you a second glance. That night he left he took your heart with him and he left you there wondering why you never could be good enough for him or what you could possibly could be doing wrong for him not love you the way you loved him. 

That last year of high school was horrible your heart only ached more any time you seen Seungcheol you did everything to avoid crossing paths with him, you ate lunch in class, took longer routes to get to your classes you even stopped staying after school to do extra activities not that he even noticed he was too busy with his new girlfriend to even notice how hurt you’ve been.

He may not have noticed but Wonu did he noticed the way you would scurry away anytime Seungcheol came around he noticed the sad lingering gazes he noticed it all and he wonder what the chestnut colored hair boy could’ve done to you for you not to even be in the same room as him. So he asked “hey cheol?’ Seungcheol turns to Wonu “wassup?” Wonu sighs slightly wondering if its his place to ask a question like this “have you talked to y/n lately?” he knew by the way Cheol’s face fell that something happened between the two of you he glances over to where you stand in line grabbing your lunch Cheol nods and goes “she’s my bestfriend why wouldn’t I talk to her?” he laughs a little Wonu only nods not wanting to dig too deep 

That night there was banging on your door you quickly rush to answer thinking it was the pizza man delivering your pizza but when you opened the door there stood the guy you’ve been avoiding for months and the person you wanted to see the least right now you try closing the door in his face but he stops it with his foot and pushes his way inside closing the door behind him you huff “I didn’t say you could come in? Besides what are you doing here.. shouldn’t you be somewhere sucking Sooya’s face off” you roll your eyes and plop down on the couch 

He scoffs “what’s been up with you lately? You’ve been avoiding me like im the black plague or something” you mumble “might as well be” he sighs and goes “what did I do” you look at him and chuckle “what haven’t you done Seungcheol?” he looks at you confusingly and opens his mouth to reply but you cut him off “You’ve led me on for years Seungcheol you know how I feel about you! You’ve always known and you used it against me you knew no matter what it was or what we did I could never say no to you!” 

He stares at you and looks at the way your eyes water and lips quiver as you continue “Im in love with you Seungcheol I always have been since were little.. But I knew you never loved me back...” you chuckle slightly as the tears stream down your face “I always told you I liked but you would only laugh it off and tell me I was crazy but it was all true everyone knew except for you Cheol because you never wanted to believe me” you wipe your face and sniffle “I probably look stupid sitting here crying over my childhood bestfriend” you laugh slightly “you don’t have to accept my confession.. i just wanted you to know” 

He hasn’t muttered a word telling you what you feared the most.. he doesn’t love you the way you love him he can’t accept your feelings but you knew that already you knew this was how this would end.. He stands up quickly “I-I have to go” he grabs his keys and rushes out the door. You stand there in pain not surprised even in the slightest by his reaction cause he knew all along this day would come he knew one day you would tell him you loved more than a friend and he ran because he was afraid to accept you he was afraid to accept your love.

should I make this into a mini series? There’s so much more I wanted to type but didn’t want to make this too long lol

#kpop angst #seungcheol angst #seungcheol #seventeen angst #seventeen #choi seungcheol #yoon jeonghan #hong jisoo #kwon soonyoung #wen junhui #jeon wonwoo #lee jihoon #xu minghao #kim mingyu #lee seokmin #boo seungkwan #vernon chwe #lee chan #jeonghan #joshua #hoshi #jun #junhui #wonwoo #jihoon #woozi #minghao #the 8 #mingyu #dokyeom

[sugawara-sweetheart]

howdy,,, this is for the fmk!! nishinoya, matsukawa, and um... semi 🥺👉🏽👈🏽. i don’t really have anything specific in mind,,, i trust you!! AND OMG BRO ALL YOUR KILL SCENARIOS ARE MAKING ME WANT TO CRY lmaoo once again congrats on 100 !!

omg hi!!! i am lowkey highkey fangirling rn and shshsgs okay i kinda felt pressured because you said you trusted me on this and it’s pressure pleasing one of my fave writers bahahaha but i really hope you enjoy this!! agsjshshs not to be sadistic BUT IM SO HAPPY THE ANGST SCENARIOS ARE ACTUALLY HURTFUL LIKE YES I CAN MAKE MY READERS FEEL🥺💗thank you so much for being one of my lovely supportive mutuals💗💗💗💗i adore you!!!

fuck marry kill | matsukawa, nishinoya & semi

warnings: nsfw, kinda hardcore i think, fellatio/face fucking, spitting, slapping, degradation, some praise maybe??? hair pulling, dacryphilia?? cock slapping

fuck: semi eita

a harsh slap meets your cheek and you stumble back onto your hands, eyes watering and skin of your cheek burning. before you can register the pain, harsh fingernails scratch against your scalp and you’re being pulled by your hair to meet semi’s glaring, dark eyes.

“don’t fucking tease me, you slut.” his words are vicious but calm yet with the grip on your hair, the cold angry eyes and the lip curling with disgust, you can’t help the throbbing in your core and the wetness leaking down your thighs. “you wanna act like such a brat i’ll teach you a lesson.” with a heavy grip, semi prises your mouth open and you obediently stick your tongue out, thighs clenching together when he leans forward to spit directly into your mouth. the thick, cold globule lands on your tongue but before you can even swallow it, semi grips you by your hair, scalp burning as he shoves his dick down your throat. you gag, tears springing to your eyes as panic arises in you, your throat almost closing up but semi doesn’t care, not when he’s thrusting into your mouth, loud wanton moans of encouragement and praise escaping him. he’s smiling, taking pleasure in the way you gag around his thick length, tears streaming down your cheeks and saliva dribbling down your chin. “fuck, look at you, you look so cute when you slobber all over my dick like a little cockslut.” he pushes himself deeper into your mouth, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat as you try to force yourself to relax. but you can’t, not with the rising panic you can’t quell of having his dick shoved down your throat and you’re gripping his thighs so tight, nails clinging to his muscles and begging with your strangled moans before finally semi pulls away. you start coughing immediately, spit and precum spluttering from you as you gasp for breath but semi’s just watching with indifference, his hand coming to stroke his wet cock that’s coated with your saliva. “pathetic- you’re not even taking my cock right. normally you’re better than that.”

“please eita,” you whisper breathlessly, voice hoarse and raspy. “i’ll suck it properly but don’t fuck me like this.” semi smiles at your words, knowing how needy you are for him to pound into your wet cunt but he’s still thrusting into his hand whilst the other grabs your hair and pulls you harshly, causing you to wince and cry out.

“you had a chance at that and you fucked it up because you’re nothing more than a bratty cockslut.” semi hisses, smiling when you flinch at his cock slapping against your cheek. he brings the tip to your lips, spreading the precum and saliva before spitting directly onto your face, causing you to blush with humiliation. “so you’re going to be a good girl for me for once and be grateful i’m at least fucking one of your holes. can you do that for me?” you way you’ve angered semi to cause him to glare at you like that so menacingly makes you drool over the tip of his cock, nodding eagerly.

marry: nishinoya yū

most people wanted peace and quiet after a long day. but not you- after a long way where nothing seemed to ever go right, you wanted the excitement, the loudness, the uninhibited, loud love from your boyfriend nishinoya yū.

you don’t even have a chance to breathe when nishinoya’s engulfing you in a hug that has you toppling over in the hallway as soon as you enter your home. it’s like having a puppy but you don’t mind, still sitting in your coat on the floor with your bag still slung over your shoulder as you kiss nishinoya back just as needily, just as messily with your teeth clinking together and tongues sliding over each other’s.

“long day?” nishinoya asks, noticing the way you cling to his top a little more needier than usual. you only have to nod before nishinoya’s ushering you to change into lounge clothes (he only lets you wear the tightest tank tops and the shortest booty shorts) and join him in the living room. when you do you can’t help but gasp.

nishinoya has built the best blanket fort, draping it over your couch and dining table with the lights dimmed, the soft glow of fairy lights and the television illuminating the room.

“my princess’ palace.” nishinoya smiles, gesturing to the blanket fort as you giggle and join him. he snuggles up next to you, handing you a plate of hot food and tea before putting on your favourite show. his arm wraps around your shoulder and he presses a kiss to your temple, slightly aggressive with it but you loved it all the same. you also giggle when he can’t help but snake his hand below your top, reaching for your boob to squeeze gently, making you laugh before he settles on just holding it with a big smile on his face. as you feel all the stress and anxiety of the day wash away with the touch and presence of your loving boyfriend, nishinoya, you knew he always made your day complete and you’d never want to change that for the world.

kill: matsukawa issei

matsukawa wants to swear. slap oikawa over the head for his loose mouth. beg you. turn back time. he wants to do anything he can to just stop you from looking at him the way that you are.

your face is contorted with pure disgust, eyes narrowed with unfamiliarity and betrayal, like you didn’t know mattsun anymore, like he wasn’t your boyfriend for the past four months. the boyfriend who had persistently begged you for a date, who you spent hours cheering for at games and practise, who you made healthy bento boxes for because you wanted him to be healthy, who you spent so much time with and told so many secrets and worries to and who you even trusted enough to let him be the first man to touch me most intimately. but all of that doesn’t matter because oikawa had opened his fucking loose mouth and now hanamaki and iwaizumi were holding their breaths and oikawa was stammering quickly.

“ah, y/n-chan, i didnt mean-”

“shut up, oikawa.” you didn’t call him by any stupid nickname like shittykawa that you’d picked up from your boyfriend and his friends; you weren’t playing. your eyes hadn’t left mattsun’s once and now he could see the sadness and the shame seep into them.

“i was just...a bet?” the word is a mere horrified whisper, like you didn’t want to speak it into truth and matsukawa shifts nervously on his chair.

“y/n, baby,” he tries to reach out for you but you flinch, batting his hand away and he quickly cradles it like he’s been hurt. “it’s not-”

“did you date me for a bet or not?” your voice is firm and stern. words laced with anger and hurt as they’re forced out through your gritted teeth. mattsun feels his heart splintering when he sees the tears glistening in your pretty eyes. why did he have to be the one to cause them?

“yes- at first but-” you’re shaking your head, getting to your feet and gathering your stuff whilst the boys try to protest and ask you to listen but when you whip around to face mattsun again, they fall silent. matsukawa swallows hard, his throat drying at how unfamiliar you looked when all semblance of love had disappeared from you so quickly.

“i was just a fucking game to you and your friends, wasn’t i?” despite the anger in your expression and clenched fists, your voice is trembling. “a bit of fun- stupid, silly, gullible y/n thinks mattsun actually likes her. i wasn’t good enough for you to actually want- even after everything we did together.” you shake your head and mattsun has never felt so much more shame and guilt seeing you look so physically sick at the sight of him. “i trusted you.”

he can’t even choke out an excuse, an apology, a desperate, pleading ‘wait’ because the pain of his heart breaking and self-hatred is too great. maybe it had started off as a bet but the way his chest was aching right now, leaving him breathless and almost in tears, matsukawa knew he had fallen for you. but he’d broken you too.

#100 followers event-fmk #have some holy water <3 #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu imagines #hq imagines #haikyuu drabbles #hq drabbles #semi eita #hq semi #semi drabble #semi imagine #semi x reader #semi x y/n #nishinoya #nishinoya drabbles #nishinoya imagines #nishinoya fluff #nishinoya x reader #nishinoya x y/n #haikyuu matsukawa #matsukawa drabbles #matsukawa imagines #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa x y/n #matsukawa angst

[onefourjisung]

Levanter (Stray Kids Bang Chan)

Prompt: Reader has been Bang Chan's friend since they started training together, but its time for them to part ways as they both chase their dreams in different paths. (fem reader, idol-trainee au)

Warnings: A teeny bit of angst

Word count: 1,662

You and Bang Chan have known each other since you were both in your early teens. You both along with BamBam started training at JYP Entertainment around the same time, leaving your previous life behind in your home countries to pursue your childhood dreams. The first time you met Bang Chan and BamBam, the three of you hit it off straight away. Not many trainees started as young as you three did, so you both stuck to each others' sides because no one understood you as much as each other.

Time rolled by, BamBam became the first one out of you to debut with GOT7, at only 16. You and Bang Chan were one of the first people to congratulate him, despite of the somber mood that came from knowing that from that point on he will be too busy to hang out with you as much as he used to. After BamBam's debut, you and Bang Chan became even closer. You both protected each other like guard dogs in fear of the inevitable.

2016, four years after you started training, JYP put you in a trainee line up preparing for a debut survival show called Sixteen. To say you were excited was an understatement, you practiced harder, stayed in the studio for longer, even sometimes forgetting to eat and rest. And when you expectedly broke down, Bang Chan was ready by your side, picking up your pieces with sweet hugs and motivational words until you were ready to stand back up again.

However, only a week before the show started shooting, you accidentally broke your ankle in the middle of a dance practice. This unfortunately led to you being cut off from the trainee line up and was replaced by the youngest trainee, Natty.

Understandably, you were way more than upset. And again, Bang Chan was beside you like always. The moment he heard of what happened, he dropped all things and was ready to console and take care of his best friend.

Debut opportunities came and went for you, you auditioned for Produce101 with Somi but you didn't even make it to the 101 trainees line up while your younger friend ended up as the center of the debuted group. You wanted to join Produce48 but your agency was against it so there was not much you can do.

And then one day, JYP announced a new untitled survival show you were chosen to participate in along with the other trainees. The end goal was to decide which group will debut between the male trainees and the female trainees. The night after the survival proposal announcement, you and Bang Chan went to get dinner together. A sentence he said stuck to you to this day, "friendships are friendships and work is work, right? Lets do our best, (y/n). And I hope luck is with the both of us."

Luck decided to only be on one of your side. And that's Chan's. As all of the trainees stepped down the showcase's stage, Bang Chan caught up to you in silence.

You smiled at your friend. "Congratulations, Chan, I mean it."

"Thank you." He returned the smile with a slight sigh, "(y/n), I-"

"Friendships are friendships and work is work, remember? I'll see you on the other side, the debuted idols' side." You patted his back with a light chuckle before catching up to your the other female trainees.

You missed Bang Chan's teary gaze as his eyes followed your figure until you disappeared from his sight.

Never wanted anything as much as you.

Never crossed my mind that I could ever lose.

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You watched as the screen of your phone turned black for a split second before Stray Kids' logo appeared on it along with the writing "This stream has ended, waiting for replay."

You pressed your home button and opened KakaoTalk before choosing Bang Chan's contact name.

y/n: are u busy?

🍞chris: nope, about to head back to the dorm

🍞chris: whats up?

y/n: wait up

y/n: im coming to your studio

y/n: i need to talk to you about something

🍞 chris: uh,, okay?

🍞 chris: should i be scared?

[✓Read]

You timidly knocked on the door on Chan's studio before letting yourself in, closing the door behind you. Chan smiled at your arrival, putting down his phone.

"Hey, (y/n)!" He greeted cheerfully as he put his ukulele back in to it's case.

"Hi, Chan." You smiled. "I watched your VLive, might wanna work on your ukulele a bit more," you joked.

His laugh boomed across the small studio. "I know, I know. My little brother would be ashamed if he saw that."

"Oh yeah, definitely," you smiled teasingly, "he texted me, said he's about to disown you from the family."

"Hey!" He mocked offence. "Excuse you, I'm the one who brings food to Berry's table."

You chuckled. "Yea, yea, suit yourself Mr. Best-Leader,"

Bang Chan put down his ukulele as he finally gave you his full attention. "So, did you come here only to mock my ukulele playing skills or is there something else you wanna talk about?"

You sighed as your smile flattered in to a sad one. "Yeah, about that,"

"Is everything okay, (y/n)?" Chan tilted his head slightly in concern to your sudden change of mood.

"Sort of, but not really." You said truthfully.

"What is it?"

There was a few seconds of silence before you responded. "I'm leaving, Chan."

Surprise and disbelief was written all over his face when he let out a whisper, "wh- what?"

You nervously ran a hand through your hair. "I- I'm leaving JYP-"

"But why?" Chan cut you off.

"It's been almost 10 years, Chan. I have been a trainee for almost ten years and theres still no signs of me debuting soon," you made eye contact with the shocked boy in front of you.

"That's not true!" He argued.

"Yeah?" You chuckled bitterly. "I stayed because I thought at least they would consider debuting me with ITZY, but they didn't even bat an eye because apparently I 'don't fit the concept'. The younger kids are already debuting, the future groups are just gonna be younger and younger-"

"You can debut as a solo artist?" He cut you off once again.

"And how big is the chance for me to be a solo artist, huh?" You bit back. "Chan, I got an offer in another agency, a really promising one at that. It might not be as big as JYPE but it'll do."

Bang Chan could do nothing other than stare at you, drowning in his own thoughts.

"I'm tired of being hung by a thread like this, Chan. It was not an easy decision for me either but I've made up my mind." You softly said, letting your head down as you switched your focus to the carpeted floor.

Bang Chan finally snapped out of his train of thoughts as he raised from his seat before quickly hugging you tighter than he ever had.

"Okay," he sighed. "I understand where you're coming from. I guess- I don't know, it's just so sudden,"

"I'm sorry," you returned the hug. "I just wanted to tell you personally before you leave for your world tour,"

Chan pulled away from the hug and brought one of his hand to your face, making you look at him. "I'll see you on the other side, yeah?" He smiled softly.

You nodded. "The debuted idols' side."

Oh, this is the end of the road

Oh, I'm holding out for a new hope

'Cause it's the darkest of all before the dawn

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"And the award for Rookie of The Year goes to-"

The seconds ticked slowly as the MC opened the envelope. You and your members' clammy hands taut together tightly as you silently prayed for the best outcome.

"EXACT! Congratulations!!"

Your mouth fell agape, in the corner of your eyes you saw some of your members sprung up from their chairs in joy. The loud screams of your fans filled the stadium when the member beside you tugged on your hand slightly.

"(y/n), let's go," she beamed at you, gesturing to the stage with a nod of her head.

You recollected yourself before fixing your skirt as you walked towards the stage, thunderous claps and cheers ringing in your ears.

The MC passed the golden trophy on to your teammates and you stepped up to the mic. You began your thank you speech on the behalf of your group as the leader. You thanked your members, family and friends, the agency, and also your fans. However, you couldn't help but choke up in the middle of your speech, wrapping it up with a final group greeting with a couple of tears slipping past your eyelashes.

You let a few more tears fall when you slipped off backstage. You and your members were taking pictures with the trophy when a bunch of familiar faces turned the corner in to the hallway you were in.

"(y/n) noona!" Jisung let out a happy shrill when his eyes found yours.

"Hi, Jisung," you chuckled at your old friend's antics as the rest of Stray Kids stepped in to sight, preparing for their upcoming performance.

After both your group and Stray Kids formally greeted each other, you slipped past the other's attention as Bang Chan pulled you aside.

"I haven't gotten the chance of saying this to you personally so, congratulations on your debut, (y/n)." Bang Chan smiled at you. "And the award too, of course."

"Thank you, Chan." You replied. "Thank you for always sticking by my side, couldn't have done it without you,"

"No, no, no." He shook his head cutely. "This was all you, take some credit,"

You giggled. "Right,"

"I'm proud of you." Bang Chan hugged you as he whispered softly, "we finally meet on the other side after all, huh?"

And now that I left it all behind me

I'm flying high, I'm flying high

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