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heartofthedragons · 1 year

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Rotten Deal Pt. 2

Modern!Aegon x fem!reader

Summary: When your ex boyfriend cheats on you and spreads a vicious rumor about you, you want to make him suffer. So you make a deal with the man you can’t stand: Aegon, the most infamous fuckboy at KLU.

Chapter Summary: It’s day one of your deal and it starts off with a bang and a mix of emotions.

Warning(s): Cursing, Suggestive Language, Suggestive Situations, Making Out, Mentions of parental neglect

Word Count: 1779 words

It’s been about an hour and a half of sitting in the library teaching Aegon, and it’s already a huge undertaking. He keeps zoning out and goofing off, more interested in goofing off and cracking jokes than actually learning the content.

“You know. You need my help much more than I need yours,” you say in annoyance as you catch a glimpse of Aegon scrolling on his phone hidden beneath the table.

Aegon looks at you with a mild scowl before clicking off his phone and going to put it in his pocket. You grab his phone quickly and pry it from his hands. “Ah ah. I’ll be holding on to this for the remainder of this lesson,” you say before putting the phone aside and out of reach of the silver haired boy.

“C’mon Y/N. It’s really not a big deal. I get what you’re saying. I don’t even know why we need to learn this stuff. They’ve all been dead for thousands of years.”

You roll your eyes, turning your head back to the textbook and notes before you, “It’s important because we can learn from their mistakes. Their society collapsed, it’s important to see what contributed to their rise and subsequent fall.”

“Easy. Something something blood magic bad. Something something slavery also very bad,”

“And…?”

“And what?”

“What else was bad, Aegon?” You ask trying desperately to get him to remember at least one crucial thing from today.

“Experimentation?” He asks, clearly unsure of his answer.

A satisfied smile takes over your face. “That’s right. Unethical animal and human experimentation and torture.”

You look at him for a moment. He’s smiling to himself and you can see there’s a hint of pride in his eyes. “You know,” you begin casually, “I’m surprised you don’t know more about of this stuff. Isn’t your dad, like, obsessed with old Valyria?”

Aegon deflates. “Uh…yeah. He is,” he says insecurely, “But old fucker doesn’t know I exist, let alone talk to me about stuff. He’s too busy obsessing over my older sister to pay attention to any of his other kids.” The bitterness and hurt is evident on his face. You’ve seen that same look on his and his siblings' faces before. Dejected and hurt. You remember seeing that look on Helaena’s face when her father didn’t come to her art show in high school. And Aemond’s face when his father wasn’t there to support his win in debate. And even Aegon, back when you two used to be close, searching through the stands hoping his dad was there to cheer him on in softball.

You feel bad. You should’ve known better. But before you can say anything, Aegon is back to his usual confident self, “It doesn’t matter though. I’ve got myself a sexy little teacher to help me learn.”

He leans in close to you, throwing an arm around the back of your chair, “Speaking of. Let’s talk about your half of our little deal.”

“What about it?”

“Come on, sweetheart. You really think anyone is gonna believe we’re fucking when all they see is you annoyed with me in the library?” You sigh and begin to put away the books, you suppose that’s enough studying for day one.

“What do you propose we do?” You ask. Aegon shoots you his confident smile, “People need to see us out together. Talking, flirting, kissing.” You grunt at the last words. “We also need to spend some time together in my room if we want it to be believable.”

You shoot him a glare and he playfully raises his arms in surrender. “I’m not saying we bang it out in there, though I can’t guarantee you won’t want to,” he says flirtingly. You have him with your elbow getting him to back off. “I’m just saying that any girl that I’d be having sex with more than once will be in my room once in a while. You wanna be believable? You gotta do it right.”

You nod. This is what you signed up for after all. “Ok. So where do we start?”

Aegon grins and stands up from his seat, hand outstretched to you. “Well. Today we can start by being seen around campus together. Talking. Flirting. That’ll get the rumors started.”

You accept his hand and ride from your seat slinging your bag over your shoulder and handing his phone back to him.

Aegon smiles as he slips his phone in his pocket and saddles up beside you. He snakes his arm around your waist and pulls you in close, leaning to whisper in your ear, “And make sure you look like you’re enjoying your time with me, beautiful.”

You roll your eyes before flashing him a flirty smile. He’s taken aback. It’s been a long time since he’s seen you smile at him. He likes how you look when you smile, if only you’d do it more around him.

“Let’s go, pretty lady. We have heads to turn.” You both make your way out of the library, and you’re all too aware of just how close Aegon is to you. His arm is gripping your waist tightly, his side pressed against yours, his face not too far from yours. You feel your chest squeeze, but you ignore the feeling.

As you walk together, you realize just what a presence Aegon really is on KLU’s campus. People are watching the two of you from everywhere. Many of them look on in confusion at the unequal match you and Aegon are.

Aegon feels you tense in discomfort and lightly squeezes you in reassurance. You look up at him with worry, and he smiles at you in return. “Relax. Just ignore them. Besides, you should be proud to be on my arm.”

You want to shove him or groan out at his cockiness, but you remember that this is part of the show, so you smile at him and giggle lightly.

You ease into his touch and try to act like you're comfortable with this. Like you’re not two people who avoid each other. Like you’re not two former friends who stopped being close. Like this isn’t awkward and scary and uncomfortable for you. And definitely not like your heart feels like it’ll thump right through your chest. ‘You hate him,’ you tell yourself, ‘Right?’

Aegon is completely contrary to you. He feels perfectly content in this moment, enjoying all the attention the two of you are getting.

“You know, love. I’ve been meaning to ask-,” he begins to say but he’s cut off when he hears you gasp and you stop in your tracks. He looks at you in worry, but follows your wide eyed gaze to the building ahead. And there he is. The golden haired bastard, Jason Lannister.

Jason looks at the two of you incredulously. His gaze is inspecting you both. Aegon smirks to himself before pulling you away towards the side of the building ahead of you. What better time to show off than now?

He spins you around so your back is against the wall and slides the bag off your shoulder to fall to the ground. Aegon leans over you against the wall, slightly caging you. You look at him with wide eyes and he smirks down at you. He leans down to whisper in your ear briefly. “Stop me if I go to far,” he says.

Before you can say anything, Aegon cups your cheek and leans in to kiss you. It’s gentler than you thought he would be, lips soft and plush against yours. You kiss him back trying to remind yourself that this is part of the deal. It’s all a show, and this means nothing. Nothing.

Things soon change when Aegon feels you kiss him back. His hands slides down from your cheek and begins running against your torso and brushing his hand against your chest. You gasp and Aegon pulls away for a second to let out a breathy laugh and smile. “Sorry,” he murmurs unconvincingly before leaning back in to kiss you.

This time his mouth is open testing to see if you’ll match his motions, and you do opening your mouth for each kiss. It’s inviting and Aegon tries to hold back his smirk and he slides his tongue into your mouth.

His arm settles on your hip and pulls you flush against him, continuing to kiss you and explore your mouth with his tongue. It feels so good. Gods be damned if he doesn’t know how to kiss with all the practice.

You’re putty in his hands. Completely melted into him. He pulls away and admired the way you search for him with closed eyes. He raises his hand again to push your hair back from the left side of your neck beginning to leave open mouthed kisses along it. He nips at the soft flesh and you let out a soft almost inaudible whine.

You can’t help but enjoy the feeling of the passionate kisses littering your neck, even if it’s Aegon doing it. Seven hells, maybe that’s why you like it. Not that you’d like to admit that to yourself.

Aegon is enjoying it too. He like seeing you drop your icy exterior, and even more so, he enjoys watching your blissed out face. And then his eyes drift to the side of you two.

Jason Lannister is watching your show with a grimace. Aegon can see how he’s seething at the display. He smirks at Jason and shoot him a wink before giving you one more passionate kiss. It’s messy and his tongue is brushing against yours and his hands are romancing all over you. And then it’s over.

Aegon pulls back with a satisfied look and you gaze at him in shock. Your heart is beating hard and though you’ve just been kissed, your mouth feels dry. You’re breathing hard as you search through your emotions, not understanding any of the complexities of your feelings.

Aegon seems to be completely at peace though. Smirking at you before grabbing your bag and pulling you off the wall. He leads you away from where Jason is standing.

“Not bad, hot stuff. You’ll be getting Jason jealous in no time,” he says with a laugh before slugging his arm over your shoulders.

He’s acting normally. Like he doesn’t care about what happened. Like he didn’t just kiss you passionately in front of so many people. ‘It’s all an act,’ you remind yourself, ‘This is just part of the deal.’

You try to shake away the thoughts and the sinking feeling in your chest. This is what you asked for. This is what you asked him to do. And it doesn’t matter anyways. You don’t like Aegon. You can’t stand him.

Right?

Part 1

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whatitshouldvebeen · 7 months

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I was thinking after I read your newest post about Johnny flirting with other girls even while in a relationship, and how he called the reader “his special girl” 😭 I feel like later in she (reader) would start to realize just how unhealthy the dynamic is, kind of like Melanie Martinez lyrics like “If I’m so special, why am I secret?” Just a thought, idk why I’m writing this out but anyways 💁🏽‍♀️

This is a follow up to this ask

"Johnny, I dont think this is working," you whispered, anxiety flooding you when his eyes snapped to yours. You were laying on his chest after another night of restless sleep.

"What isn't working?" He asked, his arm tensing beneath you.

"This. Us. I- I'm clearly not enough for you," you said, tears pricking at your eyes.

"What makes you say that? You're my special girl. Of course you're enough," he said. He sounded sincere, and you could see concern in his eyes. It killed you to know that concern was completely self-serving.

You cuddled up closer, savoring the feel of his skin beneath your fingertips despite your words. "Johnny, you've cheated on me more times than I can remember. I don't think you're a one-woman man."

"It don't count if we kill 'em baby. No one but you and me are gonna know it ever happened. It basically never did, if you think about it," he said. And you found some desperate part of yourself aching to believe him.

After all, you were the only girl who slept in his arms. Who got to hear about his day, and spend nights drinking and goofing off in the sunflower fields. Johnny loved to chase you, pull you into his arms, and spin you around laughing.

If only you could convince yourself that was enough.

Johnny sat up, laying his hand over you possessively. His dark eyes were sharp, as if he hadn't just been sleeping peacefully. He always slept best the night after killing someone.

Except last night, you were the one who killed. A young woman, her image etched into your mind's eye. She was taller than you. Did Johnny prefer girls her height? Her hair was a different color than yours, should you dye yours? Her eyes were the same, though. Maybe he liked to see you in them. Watch the light die in eyes that matched yours.

He'd slept with her to make you jealous, of course. Johnny loved making you feel strongly about him, no matter what that feeling was. But he didn't expect you to kill her, and you could tell it excited him. So when you said this wasn't working, he was thinking the opposite.

"You know I can't let you leave, baby," he whispered softly, soothingly. Like a promise.

"Please, Johnny. I killed someone now too. If I ever said anything, we'd both be in jail. I won't ever tell, please let me go," you begged, tears welling in your eyes.

Johnny's eyes narrowed. His hand that had been soft on your stomach turned harsh, his nails digging into your skin. "And I thought you were so perfect, sugar," he said, tsking. "Turns out you're just another dog."

He shoved you out of his bed, then, and you crashed to the floor with a yelp, looking up at him with wide, scared eyes. His expression was cold, oh so cold, as he sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed you by your hair, pulling you close to his face. The face that belonged to the man you'd come to love. The man that never once truly loved you.

"You can love me, or you can hate me," he said, tugging you even closer, his fingers painfully digging in to your scalp.

"But you ain't never gonna leave me."

#johnny slaughter #texas chainsaw massacre game #johnny sawyer #tcm game #texas chainsaw game #tcm smut #sorta #johnny sawyer x reader #johnny slaughter x reader

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softlymaximoff · 1 year

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Wanda assumed that Nat and Steve are together cause they are always close. Cooking together, workout out and sparring at the same time. Wanda even saw Nat laying her head on Steve 's lap during movie night. To top it all, Wands caught Nat hugging Steve from behind while he is frying some pancakes. It hurts Wanda everytime they see them being so close to each other and would suppress her feelings towards Nat.

But Wanda also enjoys the moment where she is being flipped on the mat by Natasha when they are training. She would blush non stop and Nat would tease her for it. From then on, they also became friends and got to know each other more. Then one time, Wanda was being bold cause she's super jealous of Steve and outright asked Nat if they were together. Nat just laughed at Wanda and said that they were only friends and she only see Steve as her brother.

Oh poor wanda was always insecure of overstepping the friendship she already had with nat and just tried to avoid her at all costs when she realised that “shit I’m falling for the damn widow” And natty ends up all moody cause her best friend was suddenly shutting her out.

Comes training one day and Natasha had enough, flipping the witch, thighs on either side of her head for a little too long. “Nat- c’mon let me up, you win, you pinned me, your score” the sokovian mumbled blushing as the widow pressed further. “Why are you avoiding me” “you’re insane I’m not doing anything” and with a flash of gentle red, Natasha was lifted off her and tossed to the side. Wanda had never used magic on her? “Fine be like that” the spy grumbled and stormed out of the training room leaving a very guilty wanda on the mat.

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Two nights later tony was hosting one of his monthly get-togethers where the team was exempt of missions for a couple of days. And Steve had of course asked his long time best friend to accompany him as his little arm candy. Wanda of course had vision but he was a last minute desperation. The poor robot was completely unaware of his date’s jealousy. “Care for a drink Wanda?” “Not now vis, I’m gonna go play pool” She grumbled when she saw the other coupe-like pair already at the bar.

Unbeknownst to Wanda, as soon as she walked in Steve motioned over to her “there’s your girl Tasha” “she’s not my girl Steve, she’s been avoiding me and I haven’t even done anything wrong” the Russian sighed and downed her shot of vodka when Bruce passed it to her. “Alright calm down widow, the nights still young” Steve chuckled at his teammate but tensed when he felt eyes on him.

“Oh for goodness sake nat do something, she’s burning holes on the side of my head I can feel it” he practically whined to the readhead and she rolled her eyes before venturing off to find said angry witch. “You’re up Sabrina” Tony snickered at the young witch’s scowl “you’re so lame Tony, shouldn’t you be trying to find a heart with Dorothy on the yellow brick road? Tinman looking ass” she challenged back and set up her shot but a chuckle made her freeze. “Finally someone’s putting him back in his place” Natasha giggled, the vodka making her a little less cold and a lot more flirty.

“Here, line it up like this moya lyubov” she whispered and guided Wanda’s position. The interaction making her blush furiously. “Uh, nat why aren’t you with Steve?” She mumbled and moved out of Natasha’s little body trap, just letting her take the shot. “Cause he’s flirting with Bucky” she smirked at Wanda’s prominent blush. “Why, you’re dating him aren’t you?” She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, a frown forming on her lips.

“Oh my god, is that why you were avoiding me? He’s like a brother! Ew he’s so old and gross, Wanda, I’m part of the alphabet mafia” the redhead chuckled drunkenly and cheered when she sunk her number in a pocket. “You’re- you’re not straight?” Wanda was dumbfounded. “No you goof, i don’t sit properly on chairs, I wear boots, listen to girl in red and Taylor swift religiously, and tony won’t let me get a cat for the compound but I’ve managed to convince pepper so we’re halfway there already!” All Wanda could do was blush at her own obviousness

“Oh”

“Yeah oh, now come here and taste some vodka you fool”

#anon #asks #witchy answers #letterbox 💌#wanda maximoff #natasaha romanoff #wandanat #wanda x natasha

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beelzlikes · 8 months

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You know what I do to pass the time? I go driving. I waste gas and pollute the air and spend money refueling just so I can listen to music while moving.

I don't want to download a dating app. You have to fill out "about me" profiles and take pictures of yourself, yuck. And there are only two types of people who use dating apps: the desperate or spam bots. You click on someone's picture and it's obviously a stock photo. And all the real people are - most of the time - freaks.

I wouldn't want to date using an app for the same reason I don't want to meet people in bars. I don't hang out with people who hang out in bars... I'm not going to meet someone I like with my interests doing something I don't like in places I don't frequent unless I force myself to.

So I guess it just comes down to getting out of the house more. But I have no reason to leave the house, I don't do anything. I don't even know where I would start. And THEN let's say by some chance I meet someone I do find attractive... There's a 75% likelihood that they aren't going to like me back. I hate those odds. It just feels like putting so much work into something I would ideally want to evolve over time.

And even when I leave the house, I have to concentrate and focus so hard on my tasks and objectives that I do come off as aloof, curt, and uncaring. So much of my brain power is being used simply to make sure I'm doing the bare minimum and not looking like a goof. You're telling me I also have to interpret if this person is flirting or just being nice? Of course I'm going to defer to "just being nice" most of the time, it's an easier cognitive load to deal with.

So much easier to think "everybody knows already/nobody cares". Those are my two mantras.

Want to send a funny meme to a friend? "They've probably already seen it." Something mildly interesting happened in line at the grocery store today, and you want to tell someone about it? "Nobody cares." Maybe we could go see a movie? "They've already seen it without you." Feeling hurt and lonely? "So is everyone else, idiot, you're not special. Nobody. Cares."

So I don't text my friends, and I don't ask them to go do things with me. What makes me think I would change if I had a significant other? Wouldn't I just ruin that too?

I can no longer imagine a future in which I find happiness.

#personal #public private journal #can't even dream anymore #i can't remember the last dream I had #i can't remember the last time I hugged someone who wasn't my parents #i can't remember the last time someone seemed genuinely interested in me #i can't remember the last kiss I had or the last date I went on #REAL one anyway #what... am i supposed to do... when it's all so gray?

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greentrickster · 3 years

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Your judge larry au is cool, can you tell us more?

Thanks, and sure!

Larry started legal studies in this world on a whim, because Edgeworth and Phoenix were both involved and he didn't want to feel left out; he went with the judge program because Edgeworth was already a prosecutor and Phoenix was in the defense attorney program and he didn't want to choose sides, and he wasn't going to be very good at this anyway, so why not?

Except getting into law school ended up lumping him with a bunch of people who just... didn't know him. They didn't know he was a liar. They didn't know he was a chronic screw-up. He was just that other new kid in class, the one with the orange jacket. And he ended up really benefiting from this inadvertent fresh start, through a combination of things any naysayers said being stuff he'd heard before and also really wanting to succeed at this because he didn't want Phoenix, one of the only people who's really suck with him for so long, to leave him behind. So he had strong motivation to really apply himself. And when applying himself actually started to yield positive results, like decent grades and his classmates just treating him like another classmate? That was further incentive to keep working.

Eventually it paid off and he got his qualifications, including his judge's badge (fun fact: judges also have badges in the Japanese legal system, so presumably they do in the AA worlds as well, the same as lawyers).

He really, really hadn't thought that was going to happen until they actually pinned the badge to his collar during his swearing-in ceremony. Like, suddenly he, Larry Butz, the self-acknowledged useless young man, is an actual, honest-to-god judge. And he didn't lie or cheat or break any rules to make it happen.

It's the sort of thing that changes a person.

In Larry's case, his self-confidence finally solidified to a reasonable level. He still gets into trouble fairly often, because his luck's still pretty bad, but he doesn't compound it by lying about what happened anymore. Similarly, he's still very much a flirt, but it's toned down and he's not as desperate or clingy anymore, because he doesn't need to lean solely on a relationship to feel good about himself.

It's not a complete personality make-over - he's still kind of a goof and has a very casual, informal manner of talking, even in court, and he's still an artist, though it's more of a hobby/side job now (save for the fact that he 100% doodles in court, and it drives some members of the court nuts).

He encounters Edgeworth again before Phoenix does, because judge, and also more often in the court than Phoenix does, again because judge. While glad to see him again, he's also more skeptical than Phoenix about Edgeworth being salvageable, though he is glad when Miles gets the not guilty sentence and rifts slowly start mending.

Also, for the Kurain trial, he's the judge Miles gets instead of Judgey, and he was there because he was 'visiting a friend' while also psyching himself up to try and reconnect with his mom. He didn't use a pseudonym this time, because he didn't feel like he needed to, and he was still the one who phoned Miles.

Thanks for the ask!

#ask #anon #judge larry au #larry butz #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #ace attorney

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qianinterprises · 3 years

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WayV Reaction: to you flirting with their younger sibling

Pairing(s): WayV x Reader

Genre: crack, fluff

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2.9k

Author's Notes: Hello anon! I'm sorry it took me so long to get to your request! I really hope I interpreted your request accurately! And thank you! I'm so glad you like my content! (I also want to mention that I used younger brother for all of them because I thought the request said brother until I went back and looked. Then I didn't want to change everything I'd just written so I just went with it. I'm sorry).

Tagging: @treasuretaeil @hachanbaecon

Kun:

Shortly after Kun was announced to be joining NCT in 2018, he also found out that his mother was expecting a second child, which, naturally, came as quite a shock. He was already an adult. Had his mother decided on more children when he was younger, a teenager even, he wouldn't have even batted an eye! But his little brother or sister would be 22 years younger. That was just weird.

However, that didn't stop Kun from nervously sitting in the waiting room holding your hand the day his little brother was born, vowing to always protect the sweet little bundle of joy.

It was that promise that led to where you both were now, Kun holding his babbling three year old brother in his arms as the boy waved to his retreating mother.

"I'll pick him up tomorrow morning," she called over her shoulder as the door closed behind her.

"So what do you want to do now?" Kun asked, looking between you and the little boy squirming in his arms.

"I wanna dance with (y/n)!" the little boy declared, wiggling out of Kun's hold and reaching for you.

Laughing, you took hold of the boys hands and led him into the center of the room, sending Kun a wide grin as he played music on his phone.

"It would be an honor to dance with you kind sir," you responded in an overly posh voice, taking his smaller hands in yours and spinning around the living room.

He let out a giggle as you spun him around before picking him up in your arms and swaying to the new, now reasonably slow song.

"You're an even better dancer than your brother!" you cooed.

The boy beamed at you.

"Hey!" Kun argued, biting back a laugh as you turned to look at him.

"You can't go stealing my significant other away from me!" Kun said, playfully glaring at the young boy in his arms.

Said boy, seeming to take his confidence from to much time spent with Ten, leaned up and pressed a kiss to your cheek, smirking at his brother.

"Wait for me to get older!" he said before squirming out of your hold.

"I'll wait forever, my prince," you laughed, placing him on the floor, watching him run over to YangYang, who had just entered the room. The maknae leaning down to scoop the boy up, disappearing back into his own room.

Kun stood up from his place on the couch and placed a kiss to your cheek.

"He really likes you," he hummed, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close.

You just smiled, resting your head on his shoulder as his hips suddenly began to sway to the music still playing, coaxing you to follow his lead as he danced you around the living room.

"I'm a much better dancer," he whispered.

You leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to his lips in response.

Ten

The whole world knew that Ten had a younger sister. She was never hidden away, taking her camera confidence from her older brother as she took the newfound attention that came with her celebrity brother in stride. What the world didn't know, however, was that Ten also had a younger brother, one year younger than his sister. A brother that was extremely shy, choosing to hide behind his older sister rather than face the limelight.

Both had been over to visit the dorm countless times, though Ten's sister could only visit when Yukhei wasn't in the dorm after the large man had gotten slightly drunk and stupidly confessed to finding his ge's sister incredibly hot. His brother, on the other hand, was always welcomed and often found himself visiting once every few months for a week when WayV had a little less packed schedules.

You and Ten had picked the younger boy up from the airport two days prior and he'd been laughing and goofing off with the other members (especially Sicheng, to Ten's surprise). Today, however, the younger boy had been surprising glued to your side, always offering to get you a drink or a snack or share a blanket with you, which only made the older boys grow smirks as they not so subtly teased the boy.

"I think he likes you," Ten muttered, eying the boy retreating to the kitchen to grab a water.

You nodded, leaning against your boyfriend and desperately trying to surpress your giggle, not wanting the boy to feel awkward or bullied.

"I don't like it."

You slapped Ten's chest softly.

"Let him be, it's puppy love!" you cooed.

"Puppy love or whatever. You're mine."

You rolled your eyes at the older boys antics and gave his brother a soft smile upon his return, taking the water he offered you.

"Thank you, sweetheart. You're so nice!" you grinned, reaching up to lightly ruffle the boys hair.

Pink dusted his cheeks and he looked down, but he couldn't had his growing smile.

Ten gently elbowed you in the side and pulled you closer to hiss in your ear.

"Flirt with him again and I'll make sure he hears you screaming my name later," he hissed in your ear.

"Come on Ten! He's your brother for goodness sake! It's not like he's going to ask me out. It's harmless!" you argued back.

Ten let out a grumble and turned back to the television, tugging you closer slightly.

"You're going to be the death of me," he grumbled.

WinWin

The day Sicheng found out that he had a half brother on his father's side, he didn't know how to feel. On one hand, he ecstatic. He'd always wanted a younger brother. On the other, what was he supposed to do with this information. His estranged father had never had any intention on telling him that he had a brother, so why now.

It seemed the answer was easy enough to figure out as the eight year old boy was suddenly dropped off at the dorm after Sicheng had been blindsided to watch the male while his father and his step-mother went on a seven day cruise.

While Kun had promised that it was fine, Sicheng knew the leader would rather do other things than help Sicheng take care of an eight year old on their only week off, so Sicheng had called you to come help, promising that he'd take you out for a fancy dinner if you helped him babysit for the week.

You didn't need promises to spend time with your boyfriend, even if it was babysitting.

When you entered the dorm, the first thing you noticed was Sicheng's younger brother playing game with Kunhang on the living room television, and from the looks of it, the eight year old was killing it.

"I win again!" the little boy declared as Kunhang gaped at the television.

"I- how-" he muttered.

"You must be really good to beat Kunhang!" you piped up, sending the younger male a teasing smile.

To the new voice, the eight year old looked up and the controller dropped from his hands.

"Your hot," he declared matter-of-factly.

Your eyes widened. You certainly hadn't been expected that, but a small laugh bubbled from your lips.

"Your not so bad yourself," you retorted with a wink.

"Are you flirting with my brother?!" Sicheng asked, voice sounding scandalized as he approached the two of you, holding a small cup filled with fruit punch for the young boy.

"How can I not when his looks rival his brothers." you responded, sending a wink to the young boy before pressing a kiss to Sicheng's cheek.

The boy had red rising to his cheeks and he took a sip on punch to distract himself as he awkwardly toed at the floor. Kunhang let out a boisterous laugh from his place on the couch.

"This is so weird and so comically!"

"Bet I can beat you again even with this hot person sitting beside me! They'll give me good luck!" the boy decreed, hoping up onto the couch beside the other member.

"Don't call my signifiant other hot!" Sicheng whined.

You gave Sicheng another peck to the cheek and leaned against him.

"Let him have his fun," you muttered, reaching down to grab Sicheng's hand in yours.

Lucas

Yukhei and his younger brother had always been somewhat close. They spoke on a regular basis and his brother had certainly spent time at the dorms, but he was also a busy person.

Unlike Yukhei, who had given up taking over his fathers company to be an idol, his brother was being groomed by their father to be the next CEO of said company, which meant that the boy didn't come around a whole hell of a lot. Which also played into the reason why he'd never meant his brothers significant other. That is, until you opened the door to the dorm while Yukhei was being scolded by Kun for letting Bella pee in the house again.

"Can I help you?" you asked, eying the tall man.

Right away, you knew this person had to be related to Yukhei in some way. They two were practically identical. This man might just be a little shorter and not quite as stocky.

"I believe it is I who can help YOU, beautiful," he said.

Immediately, your cheeks heated up from the awkwardness. Clearly this man had no clue that you were sleeping with his brother. Or maybe he did and he just didn't care.

"I uh... come in... handsome..." you mumbled back awkwardly, having no clue how one should respond to such a greeting.

"So are you their maid or something? Because if you come work for me, I guarantee I can treat you better."

This guy was shameless!

"Uh... the others are this way... But I'm not a maid so..."

He followed behind you into the dorm and you could practically feel his eyes on your ass. You didn't think you liked Yukhei's brother very much.

"Come on babe, I know you're a shy little mouse, but give me something to work with here! Aren't you at all interested!"

"Well... you are handsome. As handsome as your brother but-"

"My brothers got a girlfriend! If you like him, surely you'll like me! Come on, one date!"

"I-I"

"Yeah her boyfriend doesn't really want her going on a date with her boyfriends little brother," Yukhei said, swooping in and draping an arm around your shoulders.

You felt yourself relax into his side, especially as the male in front of you realized the error of his ways.

"Oh my God! I am so sorry! I don't know why I just assumed you were single! Can we start over!" the male requested, getting on his knees to beg for forgiveness.

Ok, maybe this guy wasn't so bad.

"Get up you idiot. You're acting like you've never met a girl before!"

At that, a loud laugh erupted from your lips, making them both look at you.

"It's really ok! You didn't know! Just don't do it again," you laughed.

Xiaojun

The thought of Dejun having a younger sibling was something that had never crossed his mind, especially when he'd turned 16. He just never considered his parents would want to have more children until his mother informed him that she was, in fact, pregnant once again. Six years later, he didn't get to spend much time with his baby brother, but when he did, he tended to make the most of it. So when his mother offered to let Dejun babysit for the afternoon while she did some shopping, he couldn't have been happier. Especially because you'd finally get to meet the little boy.

When he was dropped off, you were blown away by the cute little boy that you immediately pulled him from Dejun's arms, cuddling him to your side.

"You are the most precious thing I've ever seen!" you cooed.

The boy cuddled against your side and placed a kiss on your cheek, one that had you beaming.

"You're so handsome! When you get older, you're going to have all the heads turning, just like your big brother!"

The boy giggled at that and wrapped his arms around your neck, hugging you tightly.

"Can I date you too when I get older?" he asked.

Dejun scoffed in the back of his throat, but you could see the fond smile on his face.

"Why of course you can! Unless you already have a partner!" you beamed, ruffling the boys hair.

At that, Dejun crossed his arms over his chest and stared at you with a pout.

"I don't wanna share," he whined.

You rolled your eyes at him, letting out a small little laugh as you pressed a kiss to his little brother's forehead and patted his back, sending him off to Kun, who promised to make the younger boy ramen for lunch.

"Are you seriously jealous of your little brother?"

"You shouldn't flirt with other guys," he whined.

You cooed at the male and leaned in close to press a soft kiss against his lips.

"You're the only one for me baby," you promised, laughing as you overheard the younger boy requesting that Kun make you a bowl as well.

"He's getting too attached," Dejun mumbled.

You kissed his lips again and took hold of his hand.

"I'm yours babe, and nothing is going to change that," you promised.

Hendery

Kunhang thought his parents must really like having children. And, to be fair, his childhood had been a pretty happy one. However, he was the youngest of four and the only boy. He was the baby and it showed. He was constantly being doted on by his parents and even his sisters who, at one point, would dress him up in make-up and make him pretend to be their fourth sister.

However, all of that changed when Hendery was 10 and news of his mothers pregnancy reached his unwitting ears. He had been angry. Angry because his youngest sister had told him "horror stories" of what it was like for her when he was born. He wasn't exactly ready. However, when his brother was born, he had a friend. Even if said friend was 10 years younger.

Now, a twelve year old boy sat perched on the couch between Kunhang and Ten, eyes glued to the television as they watched Harry Potter for the thousandth time.

"Does anyone want anything to eat? I'm going to make a sandwich," you called.

When no one responded, you set to the kitchen to put your own sandwich together when a figure suddenly appeared behind you.

"I bet your sandwiches are delicious! Could you make me one?" he asked.

You glanced back to give him a wide grin.

"Sure thing honey bunches! What would you like on it?"

He listed off everything he wanted on the sandwich and you set to work assembling it for him. You sliced the sandwich in half triangle style the way you usually ate your sandwiches and gave him a wide smile.

He sat down at the island and took a large bite, humming a little over-exaggeratedly at the flavor.

"It's so good!" he said.

You laughed and ruffled his hair before opening the fridge and handing him a 12 ounce bottle of coke.

"Only the best for you! Gotta keep those muscles growing if your gonna play spots when you get older!"

"Mom says I'm made for the soccer field! She wants me to try out to be a professional player! But I want to be an idol like Kunhang!"

What he said surprised you. Kunhang hadn't told you his little brother had interest in joining the entertainment industry.

"I'm sure you'd be great at it!" you encouraged.

"Do you think I'd fit in with NCT?" he asked.

"Are you kidding? You'd put them all to shame with your looks and talent! No one could beat you!"

"What are we talking about?" Kunhang asked, moving up behind you and wrapping an around around your waist.

You picked up half of your sandwich off your plate and offered it to him, to which he took a bite straight from your hand.

"He's interested in joining the entertainment industry!" you beamed.

Kunhang looked over at him, eyebrow raised.

"Ok, but stay away from my partner with those good looks and talent that could put us all to shame," he mocked, kissing your temple before plopping down beside you.

YangYang

YangYang was born five minutes earlier than his identical twin brother, which he had kept a secret from the prying eyes of the fans. His brother, while sharing his same facial features and eyes, was very different from YangYang.

His twin was more introverted and, unlike YangYang, had 0 interest becoming an idol. Rather, he wanted to become a veterinarian to go along with his love of animals. So, when YangYang went away to train, his brother was taking medical classes and it just never made sense for either of them to mention each other, specifically because YangYang's twin didn't care much for access media attention.

The members, however, were very aware of YangYang's twin, although they'd found out the hard way when his brother had come to visit and Sicheng had accidentally yelled at him to get his "damn shoes out of the hallway."

It had been hysterical when it was all said and done and his twin had quickly bonded with the older boys, letting them pull him out of his shell to find the energetic boy that liked to compete with YangYang on everything.

While you knew that YangYang had a twin brother, and that they were identical, the thoughts didn't cross your mind as you showed up at the dorm to spend time with YangYang. When Dejun opened the door, he informed you that YangYang was finishing up a shower and would be out soon, directing you to his bedroom.

When you walked in, however, you found "YangYang" sitting on his bed playing a game on his phone. Assuming he'd gotten out of the shower before Dejun had realized, you thought nothing of it and sauntered over to the boy, taking his phone out of his hands and plopping down on his lap.

"I missed you," you said, leaning back against him, letting your head rest against his collar bone.

"I um..." the boy stammered.

You'd never known YangYang to get flustered, but chopped it up to the members being in the dorm.

"What's wrong baby? Cat got your tongue?" you cooed, sending him a mischievous wink as you purposefully wiggled your bum on his lap.

"I-I"

"What the hell is going on?!" a very familiar voice tore through your reverie and your eyes shot up to the door where... YangYang stood, towel wrapped around his waist, another drying his hair.

"YangYang?!" you gaped, jumping off the lap you were sitting on. "But who?!" you turned back to the man on the bed and then it dawned on you.

YangYang had mentioned earlier in the week that you should come by to meet his twin brother. Somehow, that had slipped your mind and now...

"Oh my God!! I am so sorry!" you screeched, voice going up an octave as your cheek flushed a bright red.

The boys shared a look before both burst out laughing, doubling over with hilarity as your cheeks burned.

"This has got to be the best mix up I've ever seen!" the real YangYang cackled, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you against him.

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your-nerd-is-showing · 3 years

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Gojo x Reader: Bath time Fun

NSFW AFTER PHOTO

Artist Credit to @Rennca_ on Twitter

“Good morning my beautiful (Y/N)!” Gojo came in waking you up with breakfast in bed. He placed the food down and jumped into bed cuddling with you.

You rolled over and kissed Gojo. “Good morning my love!”

“Eat up while I draw a bubble bath for us to share!”

“Satoru thank you!” You grabbed his hand pulling back into bed giving him another kiss.

Gojo went into the bathroom to start your bubble bath, he put a custom made cupcake scented bath bomb that had a surprise in the center of it, along with vanilla bubble bath foam to hide the gift. He hid a vibrator on the side of the tub.

He hurried his way back into the bedroom just in time as you finished breakfast to collect the tray. “I’ll be right back my love don’t move!” He winked at you as he disappeared and was back before you knew it. He picked you up and carried you to the bathroom. “Are you ready for an amazing bath my love?” He asked as he started to undress you.

“Mmmmmm y-yes I am Satoru.” You wined out as he kissed your neck and groped your breasts. “O-ohhhhhhh!” You shivered at his touch as he slipped his hand into your pajama shorts. “S-Sa-Satoruuuuuu!” Your legs started to tremble as he rubbed your clit and slipped your shorts off with his other hand.

Gently groping your butt he pushed you towards the bathtub. “Mmmmmm that’s a good girl.” He cooed as he bent you over the tub and got down on his knees.

You looked down to see Gojo under you as he dove face first into your soaking core. “Ohhhhhh Satoruuuuuu!” You moaned out as he nibbled on your clit making you almost lose your balance as your knees buckled.

“Don't worry I got you baby girl.” He held your hips as he slowly lowered you onto his face instantly making you squirt as he nipped at your clit.

You grabbed onto the tub as you grinded on his face. “Oooooooh Sa-to-ru!” Your hips started to buck as he flicked his tongue, you could feel the tension is your stomach starting to build as you grinded on his face. “F-fuck S-Satoru I'm-I'm gonna cum!” You moaned out just as you were about to reach your climax he stopped. “Wh-what the hell Satoru why did you stop!?” You yelled in frustration as you got off of him.

“You're not allowed to cum for me yet my sweet, sweet (Y/N).”

You glared at him. “….Fine….”

“Oh don’t worry I plan on having you screaming my name within the next few minutes my love.” He flashed you a sexy smile as he got undressed.

You got lost looking at his gorgeously chiseled features completely forgetting why you were mad at him. You couldn’t help but stare and stare some more at your inhumanly beautiful boyfriend. You always questioned how you got so lucky and ended up with the hottest guy in Tokyo, well you thought he was the hottest guy in Tokyo…. And according to the constant love notes he got from admirers he was definitely a catch. “How did I get so lucky?” You cooed.

“What do you mean beautiful? I’m the lucky one here.” He said as he pulled you into his arms.

You shook your head. “No I am…. I am dating the most handsome, sweet, sexy, caring, wonderful man in Tokyo….. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure this isn’t a dream!” You giggled. “Never in my life did I think someone like me could end up with someone like you Satoru.”

“What do you mean by that love?” He asked confused.

“I just never thought I was anything special, I never really stood out and from knowing you, you seemed like the type to want to date someone more interesting than me.” You chuckled.

He shrugged. “Baby girl you’re very interesting! You’re the only girl I’ve ever met who didn’t have an instant crush on me. That’s what made me want you! I hate it when girls throw themselves at me so willingly, I love a challenge in a girl.” He smirked at you.

“Well I did have an instant crush on you but I didn’t want to throw myself at you…. That seems desperate and rather unattractive. Plus I saw all those girls fawning over you so I never thought I had a chance….”

“When I saw you that first day standing in the corner away from everyone looking so shy and so cute with your little black dress on. I knew then I had to make you mine.”

“I remember that day all too well….” You laughed. “All the other girls looked like they wanted to murder me when you walked up and started talking to me completely ignoring everyone else. It was so amusing to watch their reactions as you flirted with me.”

“Honestly I wasn’t even paying any attention to any of them…. My eyes were glued to you and you alone as I watched you become a hot mess while I flirted with you.”

“Well not knowing you from a hole in the wall you were rather intimidating with those gorgeous eyes and the fact that I am so tiny compared to you. You tower over me Mr. 6’4” and lil 5’4” me I'm like a little toy compared to you Satoru.”

He picked you up and held you close. “You fit perfectly in my arms, I love small girls…. It’s kind of a fetish for me.” He chuckled. “Me being so big and tall I just love someone small that I can pick up and toss around.” He cupped your butt as you wrapped your legs around his torso moaning as his length rubbed against your slit.

“S-Satoru!” You wined out as he carried you into the bathtub and sat you in his lap facing him. You placed your legs on each side of Gojo straddling him as you leaned in kissing him passionately.

Without you noticing Gojo reached down to grab the vibrator, he slowly moved it between your legs and turned it on placing it right on your clit making you moan. He thrusted his hips perfectly sliding inside you.

“Ofh myha gabb Saaftoruuuuuuu!” You moaned into his mouth as he pounded in you. You broke the kiss and held onto his shoulders as you wildly bounced up and down on him. “Oh my God babyyyyyyy! F-fuck just like that Satoruuuuuu!” Your back arched as you slammed down on his cock feeling your walls clench around him you came.

“Mmmmm baby girl that’s it cum all over my dick, God I love the way you feel on him!” He moaned out as he held your hips thrusting deeper and harder.

You held onto Gojo for dear life as he fucked you senseless. “Sa-to-ruuuuuuu! F-fuckkkkk I love youuuuu!” You screamed out in pleasure as you rode him.

Gojo thrusted his hips faster and faster almost making you smack into his head as you bounced up and down. He held onto you pulling you in close so you wouldn’t hit your head as he went deeper.

Suddenly you took control and slowed down the pace rocking your hips savoring the feeling and Gojo's sweet whimpers.

“Ah-ahhhhhh (Y-Y/N-N) fu-fuckkkkk! That feels so-sooooo gooooood!” He moaned out as you fucked him.

“Mmmmmm you like that baby?” You said in a sultry voice.

“Y-yes baby girl please don’t stopppppop!” He howled as he thrusted into you getting in sync going nice and slow. “Fuck I love how you ride him babe.”

You held his shoulders as you kept a steady pace he leaned down and sucked on your nipple. “Ohhhhh babyyyy!”

Suddenly he picked you up and pushed you into the wall spreading your legs as he pounded into you.

“F-fuckkkk Satoruuuuuu! I'm go-gonna cummmmmm again!” You cried out as you squirted.

“Yessssss baby girl that’s it scream my name!” He kept pounding you. “Fuck (Y/N) I'm cummingggggg!” Moaned Gojo as he exploded inside you.

He kissed you. “Now let’s get squeaky clean.” He grabbed your soap and started washing your back, then your front while he played with your boobs making your horny all over again as he pinched your nipples.

“Sa-to-ru….” You wined.

“Hm? Am I turning you on again baby girl?”

You whimpered and nodded.

“Hehe oops.” He said not so innocently.

“You jerk.” You laughed.

He gave you a sexy smile. “I love you cupcake.”

“I love you too Satoru.”

“Yay!” He kissed you.

“You're such a goof.” You felt something floating behind you. “Hm?” You turned around and saw a little plastic container. “What’s this?” You asked picking it up.

“Open it baby girl! It’s the first of many amazing gifts for you today!”

You opened the container and pulled out a beautiful sterling silver necklace with a diamond moon on it. “S-Satoru oh my goodness is that a diamond!?” You stared at the giant diamond in awe, he nodded his head. Your (E/C) eyes grew wider as you looked at beautiful necklace. “It's gorgeous! Thank you so much!” You tackled Gojo tenderly kissing him on the lips.

“You're very welcome my love. Now let’s hurry up and get ready!” He said as he put the necklace on you.

The two of you quickly finished your bath.

“My love! I have something else for you!” Gojo said as he handed you a big box.

You opened the box and took out a beautiful red silk dress. “Satoru….. This is stunning!” The dress truly was stunning it was strapless with a sweetheart neckline, a layer of black lace in a rose pattern laid over the soft red silk. You kept looking through the box and took out the sexy lacy lingerie with matching thigh-high tights. The corset was completely see through and had ties attached for the tights, then you saw the thong. “Ohhhhh Satoru now is the lingerie for your pleasure or mine?” You laughed.

“Both! But mostly for me.” He smirked at you.

“Haha I figured as much!” You kissed him.

“Mmmmm baby girl gimme a lil show while you put that on.”

“Anything for you baby.” You winked at him as you shook your hips doing a sexy dance while you put the thong on. You twirled around and shook your ass in Gojo's face, he grabbed your ass with his giant hands clapping your cheeks together. “Mmmmm baby.” You moaned as he groped your ass before clapping your cheeks again. You twirled back around to face Gojo, smiling at him as you ran your finger along his collar bone, up his neck and under his chin as you pulled him in for a kiss. You broke the kiss to sit on the edge of the tub.

Gojo moved closer to you taking your leg in his grasp he placed sweet kisses all over as he worked his way up to your lips passionately kissing you. He broke the kiss and grabbed the tights slipping them on your legs. Then he grabbed the corset and stood you up to put it on you. He zipped the corset up, tightened the ribbons to give you that perfect hourglass silhouette lastly he fixed the tights so they wouldn’t fall. He gazed upon you completely lost for words as his jaw dropped. “God damn baby girl…. Is it bad that I don’t want to go out now? I could stay here all day just looking at you in that.” He cooed taking you in his arms.

You wrapped your arms around Gojo's neck, getting up on your tippy-toes very close to his lips. “No it’s not a bad thing at all my love but, we can have all the fun in the world later.” You tenderly kissed his lips. “Now let’s finish getting ready.

Gojo kept staring at you as you put the dress and heels on, you stood up so he could get the full view. His jaw almost fell on the ground as he gazed at you, that gorgeous dress hugging every curve perfectly and that corset making your boobs pop out of that sweetheart neckline Gojo started feeling very hot. “Nope I’m taking you again right now!” He scooped you up and brought you to the bedroom.

~ End

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thestarsanctuary · 3 years

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this is my first time doing a Mexican Reader so bare with me here y’all

KARASUNO AND AOBA JOHSAI WITH A MEXICAN MANAGER

Pronouns: She/Her but for the most part You.

Mexican! Reader

KARASUNO

The Karasuno team was not used to having 3 managers. Let alone a foreign one. Since you arrived from Mexico, you had introduced yourself to Tsukishima and Yamaguchi who had thankfully taken a liking to you. After a few months of getting used to the culture you saw that they were both apart of the Volleyball club. At that point you knew you just had to come and and check it out!

The first time you came wasn’t really much of a greeting. Yamaguchi had lended you his notes since you had been absent and you wanted to return them before the next day so you went to the gym and saw....well....boys. Lots of them. In a millisecond- all of their eyes were on you.

“Um...hi? I have this for Yamaguchi- where is he exactly?” You asked. You had seen some of these people around like the orange haired boy, and the black haired one as they were constantly together.

“Oh yeah he’s probably in the club room, I’ll go get him for you!” The grey haired boy said as he gave a concerning grin and ran off, leaving you with the collection of eyes watching your every move.

“So! You guys like volleyball...I do too! That’s cool” You beamed, trying to create conversation. The orange haired boy bounced over.

“YOU DO?! DO YOU PLAY?!” He asked excitedly, which made you feel a little relieved.

“No I don’t, but I used to watch all the time, I love the game.” You responded with a smile as he nodded his head in understanding.

“I’m Hinata Shoyo! I’m a middle blocker!” He grinned as he waited for the natural response to his position, but it never came. You just smiled and gave him a calm response. “Cool!”

Hinata felt himself feeling a little more shy. Maybe it was because you weren’t in disbelief or because he suddenly realized that you were a lot closer than he thought, but he shook it off and backed up as Yamaguchi came out of the club room.

“Hey y/n! Guys this is y/n! She transferred here a few months ago.” He explained as you gave them all a wave like you just came. Despite being there for 5 minutes. “Yo!”

Once you left Tanaka and Nishinoya felt their souls return to their body as they ran to Tadashi.

“YAMAGUCHI! YOU KNOW HER?! HOW?! IS SHE SINGLE?!”

“DID YOU SEE HER SMILE?! SHE’S SO BEAUTIFUL” They ranted, stars in their eyes as the green-haired boy chuckled just a little.

“She’s in me and Tsukishima’s class, pretty smart if you ask me.” He responded.

How you got in as a manager was a pretty simple task. Yachi was supposed to take over for Kiyoko but she found herself struggling with the technical parts of being a manager rather than interactions and moral. And that- is when you stepped in eager to help in any way possible. So you did.

The boys already liked you when you came into the gym the first time, I mean after getting Tsukishima to tolerate you it was simply a downhill battle and it’s not like anybody was against another manager as long as they got to play.

These guys were extremely protective of you. You were this foreign first year who oh so easily volunteered to take on the job of helping handeling these kids, how could they not love you?

And that protection lasted EVERYWHERE. Somebody flirts with you? Daichi already there. Somebody insults you or your food? Nishinoya already got their number and will be telling them it’s on sight.

The girls love you! The girls nights are weekly because where could you find people to complain about and laugh at the boys to in secret? You shared with them recipies for your Chicken with Mole, and they helped make you some one time. You made the rice while they tried a hand at making the Mole and while they...struggled...it came out good and it was the effort that they valued the most!

Now since you’re Mexican you ate what you were familiar with for the most part. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Japanese food, of course not! But while you lived in Japan you didn’t have your family with you and food was the only way you could stay connected. So in your way of melting together the two cultures you sometimes made things for the team, including the coaches!

The team won a game successfully? No injuries or mishaps? Horchatas for everybody at your house no hesitation. Hinata actually got double digits on his test? Give that boy some of Enchiladas of his choice asap! The team loved your cooking! And you enjoyed giving them a taste of your home, it was a special thing between you all!

Sometimes on your bad days you would struggle with being the person you usually were. You seemed quieter and more timid when giving advice in tips. You were quite frankly, hiding in a shell the whole time. So when that happened the first time, the team decided to do some team building! They took you to an arcade [despite you refusing multiple times] and you played games all day. Watching Tanaka try and convince you that he is an amazing dancer definitly brightened your day. And even if he made a fool out of himself he didn’t mind. His lovely manager was smiling, what more could he ask for?

Overall- they all like to have you around and don’t know what they would do without you. probably die.

AOBA JOHSAI

Now with this team? It’s spoiling galore.

The first time they met you was when you were a second year transferring from Mexico and that already made you stand out from everybody else but that and the fact that you were somehow friends with Iwaizumi? Ohhh that set it off.

First off- you were a second year. Second off- not even Oikawa knew about you. What is happening?!

It turns out, you had met Iwaizumi because you lived near his family and on numerous occasions had asked him where everything was around here are as you walked to school together. You went to a separate place in the school when he went to go meet the team so you never met him until the night when Tooru slept over Hajime’s house and saw you knock on his door the next morning ready to walk.

Tooru opened the door cautiously wondering why you were outside his best-friends house in the uniform for their school. Wait- were you confessing? Did you find out his adresss and go to confess? He had to let you down easy- simple.

“Hi! I’m looking for Iwaizumi?” You said. You knew who this was you weren’t oblivious, but you had never met before so you had to introduce yourself.

“Look, I don’t know what you’re here for but Iwaizumi is not looking for a relationship right now because he is way to busy trying to pull up his trash gra- AH!” He squealed as Iwaizumi choked him by the back of his shirt.

“Shut up. Is it time already?” He asked you with a completely different tone than the one he had used with Tooru. Were you perhaps-dating?! After you nodded, Iwaizumi invited you inside while he got changed. Tooru started at you with wide eyes before walking over to you.

“So....are you and lwa-Chan secretly dating?!” He said as he got closer, with a wide grin on his face. You had known he was a character but he was really something right now.

“No?! Not at all actually I- I’m new? To Japan, I’ve been here for a few months and he’s been helping me figure out where everything is in this neighborhood.” You quickly explained hoping he would back up at least a little bit. It was as if he heard you and backed up.

“Oh- so what’s your name then pretty lady?” He said grinning. You were a little flustered and brushed it off to tell him. “That’s a beautiful name. Where you from then? If you’re new?” He asked and you explained you were from Mexico.

“Wow! I know a few words in Spanish!” He said as he recited the most basic words you had ever heard and somehow still goofed up the pronunciation. But he seemed so proud you almost couldn’t tell him he was wrong. But you did.

You became the manager because you seemed to be one of the only people Oikawa would listen to, because Iwaizumi listened to you. It was a cycle.

Once the team met you it was like love- at first sight~ You- this girl who has somehow made it so that people magically do what they’re supposed to do? Pls come immediately and shower these boys in affection.

They’re aggressively affectionate. Iwaizumi gives you headpats all the time for n o reason. None. We can all tell he favors you because even when you joke with Matsukawa about him and basically makes fun of you he’ll take it because your so nice.

You want a drink? Iwai will give you 10. Feeling a bit lonely? Matsukawa will give up his playful nature and give you a hug for as long as you’d like. Oikawa’s fangirls getting under your skin? Kunimi’s clearing that place out asap goodbye.

One time when the team was bumed out because they lost a match against Shiratorizawa, you made them all Horchatas and they were immediately like “...what is this ma’am” and you had to laugh, and they were all sitting so confused but smiling because your laugh was quite cute to them [loud or not] and you had to explain that it contained rice actually, as well as some nut milk and cinnamon [however you like them, they’d probably inhale it no matter what] and they enjoyed those things so much you brought them for every single last game until their last one.

One time, Kyotani actually asked if you could make him one for his birthday! He was so timid about it because he didn’t want to admit how much he liked it- but he was desperate. There was nothing worse than talking to people but you always seemed so nice to him, no matter how he reacted. So he asked. And you actually made him some as well as some Tacos de Papa that you had made the night before from Lunch. He graciously excepted and even listened as you explained how much you enjoyed making them because of the process and how you were happy he liked them. He even laughed and you two talked for a while that day.

Another time, you had been feeling homesick and you couldn’t take time off from the boys so you went to the practice anyways and everybody could visually tell you were out of it. You weren’t scolding them for misbehaving, and even let Kunimi leave early [he was going to leave either way] and in the end everybody was just worried. Who hurt you? Why were you so quiet? And WHERE were the drinks you had promised? A lot of questions were left unanswered because they immediately wanted to make you happier.

They decided they were just gonna talk to you. And they did. All of them- even Kyotani- sat and listened as you explained how you were feeling and it settled in for them that this is not your original home, and your family isn’t even here for you. It’s only natural you would get sad sometimes. So they forcefully sent Tooru off to get you a drink and all proceeded to abuse you with affection. It was hugs all over, people laying on your back, your legs, your side, everywhere. But you felt a bit better.

A new family is still a family. And these guys, were just that.

FIN

ok so im black im not Mexican so I was trying to look up foods and stuffs so tell me if I was like too much or gave off too little pls 😭 it feels so cringe to me idk, anyways thank you to @mrs-oikawa it won’t let me @ you but she submitted a request for this so I hope you enjoy! Send me any misspellings y’all!!! Thank you also for almost/basically 50 followers whattttt? <3333

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Mikey - CAUGHT, Requested Ask

So, here it is, the last one. Mikey FINALLY decided to play nice and give you all a story worth reading. I do hope you enjoy it and that it fulfills the requested asker’s fantasies.

LEO & RAPH can be found here: https://exovapor.tumblr.com/post/652744426391781377/any-of-the-turtles-ralph-if-possible-maybe-but

DONNIE here: https://exovapor.tumblr.com/post/653748387246637056/donnie-caught-requested-ask

Original Start (from Private Moment Headcanons) here: https://exovapor.tumblr.com/post/652655737697435648/just-because-im-in-a-filthy-mood-headcanons-of

MIKEY

· Mikey is estatic. It is Friday night and Leo is allowing Mikey to take the section of the city to patrol where Y/N’s apartment is located.

· Leo knows that Mikey would probably goof off and head straight to your apartment, but it has been a long tough two weeks of morale busting fights with the Foot in the north part of the city, with the turtles only gaining the upper hand and stopping the Foot’s nightly attacks just recently.

· He knows his team is tired and, while they still needed to do surveillance and keep a watchful eye, they needed a break to breathe and regroup individually.

· He was going to spend some time patrolling and walking through the park to recharge his batteries. Raph always takes the tough part of town, looking for aggression release to recharge himself and Donnie will patrol while listening to whatever science or computer podcast that recharges him. However, Mikey needs connection and frivolity to boost his batteries.

· Mikey’s sun always seems to shine a little brighter after getting to cut jokes with you and flirt around for an evening. Leo knows that his youngest brother has a major crush on you and you are actually pretty good for him as well.

· You always lift Mikey’s spirits when he needs it and you can calm his energy down when he isn’t focusing. You seem like a magic Mikey pill. In fact, Leo is determined to get you to teach him the trick to that last part as Mikey’s energy often needs to be reined in.

· So, Leo allows Mikey your section with the promise of making scouting rounds first and then periodically throughout the night.

· Mikey quickly moves through the section in full ninja mode as Leo has instructed. All seems quiet…for a Friday night. At least, there isn’t any trouble. There are plenty of people out and about letting loose and getting their weekend started.

· Suddenly, a crushing thought passes across his mind and Mikey realizes that you may be one of those people, that you might not be home. He makes a beeline for your apartment.

· When he arrives to the top of your building and drops down to your fire escape, he finds all the windows dark.

· “Great!”, he mumbles with down cast eyes. He really needed some Angel Cakes tonight and you aren’t home. Pulling out his phone he sends a text to you:

· Mikey: Hey, you delicious snack, at your apartment but you aren’t here. Out cheating on me again?

· Y/N: There you are! I was wondering if you were still ALIVE. Thanks for not letting me worry or anything 😜

· Mikey: Sorry about that hotness, it was a tough few days. Leo had us busting tail in training AND patrol trying to get the attacks to stop.

· Mikey: It had me 💀😴 But, I’m here now…needing some of that good vibe that only you can provide this desperate turtle.

· Y/N: I’m at dinner with the girls, it’s Jasmine’s birthday. We’ll be wrapping in a bit, be home later.

· Mikey: Tell Jasmine that I’ve got a present for her 🍆 *wiggle brow*

· Y/N: Ah, who is cheating on who now?

· Mikey: Never Baby Cakes! I’m a one woman turtle! Fiercely trying to make that one woman you 😘

· Mikey: I’d have to be insane to cheat on perfection 😘

· Mikey: Oh, oh, bring me some b-day cake…plzzzzzzz

· Y/N: Sure, M, but you get it on my sofa again and I’ll skin you. You must eat it at the table.

· Mikey: I want to eat it off of you 😈

· Y/N: LOL cute joke, see you later M

· Mikey sighs and put his phone away. Now what? He could always continue to patrol, that’s what Leo would WANT him to do. However, the voice inside Mikey’s head…and the even more demanding one in his stomach…have other ideas!

· He goes to the window you always leave slightly unlocked, specifically for him, and he gives a POP at the frame right where the lock is barely holding on. The lock’s arm slides out and he raises the window and enters your dark apartment.

· At back the restaurant, you sit listening to your friends yammer on about their guys, their bosses, and whatever other dicks and male assholes are messing with their lives. It is good to be out with the girls but your mind keeps returning back to your text conversation with Mikey.

· It had been weeks since you got to see his sweet, cute, smiling face and you were now antsy to get back to home. Just thinking about that smile of his starts to warm your heart. He really has snuck into your walled-off heart like a ninja.

· After a LONGGGG series of one bad relationship after another, you had sworn off men for a while.

· You were tired of the insincerity, the cheating, the lack of interest or lack of effort. It all just became too disheartening.

· You always gave 110% in every relationship but felt like you had to settle for scraps in return. There just wasn’t enough good stuff anymore to put forth the effort, it was just easier to be alone. So, you closed off your heart and gave the world a fake smile to hide the disappointment.

· Then, BAM, seemingly out of no where comes this quartet of mutant turtles that flips everything you know about men…males…on its axis.

· They are more honorable, sincere, and trustworthy than anyone you have ever met and they did it all the while being shunned by the outside world.

· Although all four have their pros and high points that make a girl go all mushy, it is Mikey that seems to capture everything from you. Your attention, your time, your mind, and, lately, it seems your heart.

· His shining, open, honest, riotous personality has started to lift the darkness that has settled over you for the last several years. He is the first one to make you GENUINELY smile again. He is like a deep breath of fresh air after being choked and suffocated by despair for far too long.

· Aside from his personality, you have to admit, even if only to yourself, the boy is FINE…for a turtle.

· HELL…who are you kidding? The boy is finer than most humans too.

· You looked at all your friends and thought about the looks and faces you would get from them if you started gushing over the physical traits of a turtle man.

· However, if they could see him the way you do, they would be more incline to fight you for him.

· He has the most gorgeous eyes. Big, bright, crystal blue, and always twinkling with some type of excitement. His lips are plush and look like they would be tasty and luscious to kiss. And that smile of his, it is the most radiant thing you have ever seen! However, the part that really makes you cross your legs and shift in your chair is DAT BODY.

· Lordt-t-t, have mer-r-r-c-c-y-y! It is truly a thing of beauty.

· He is fucking stacked and packed like a damn cargo ship!

· And, even with all that weight and bulk, he can move like gravity has no effect on him.

· You’ve watch him train a few times and you have watched him skate more times than you could count, and he just…flies.

· It is mind-blowing to watch and he does it with such ease! He is never winded or tired from all the exertion….which sends your mind into over-drive thinking of other places where that skill might come in handy. In fact, you have imagined that scenario many nights alone in your room.

· Mikey, the ball of energy, literally bouncing you off the walls as he sandwiches you between him and every surface in your home. You imagine how he would capture your moans straight from your lips and swallow them in a tongue dueling kiss while trying to keep you quiet enough not to piss off the neighbors.

· You are so lost in thought that you hadn’t noticed that all of your friends had stopped their gossiping and bitch-fest to stare at you. “So, what…or should I ask, WHO, has put that sly smile on your face?”, Jasmine asked from the middle of the group.

· You pull out of your daydreaming and face the firing squad, “No one!”, you vehemently deny.

· “Uh huh”, Jasmine gives you her signature pursed-duck-faced-lip and doubting eyes, “Well, whoever it is, he needs to hurry up and hit it ‘cause, girrrrllllll, you ain’t had any in FOR-EV’-A.”.

· Heat rises to your face and you can’t meet her eyes. She’s right. It has been TOO DAMN LONG and Mikey’s constant flirting and jokes about wanting you doesn’t help matters. You’ve spent more than one night running the batteries down in your vibrator over his jovial advances and the way he gets you going.

· “He’s JUST a friend!”, you tell her, still not meeting her eyes, “He’s not…an option.”.

· As the words leave your mouth, they hit you FULL FORCE. Has that fear, that doubt of compatibility always been there creeping around the outskirts of your mind?

· Jasmine’s cousin Maria piped up, “Girl, then you need to MAKE his ass an option. Get you some. Just go into like this… pull out your inner Diva, get in his face, and be like,’ Papi, you gonna hit it and hit it good!’ You know what I’m sayin’? Girl, some guys enjoy a firm hand, they get off on it”.

· You look at her with dubious expression and reply, “They do? Even kind-hearted, boyish ones?”.

· Maria nods her head emphatically, “Yes, girl, those are the usually the ones who enjoy it the most.”.

· Jasmine laughed, “I can see the Mayor having to declare a state of emergency from the amount of earth shaking that’s going to happen when he finally makes you cum.”.

· The group laughs on, but you are lost in the recesses of your mind again…still letting that doubt-filled question roll through…is he an option? Is that even… ….possible?

· You sit quietly and pensive the rest of the meal and even in the shared taxi ride home you are locked in your own head. Is it possible? Does he have a… well, OF COURSE he has a…but what does it…is it even close to…would it fit in…

· The thoughts are too quick, too sporadic to even follow them to completion. How would you even go about finding out????

· The thought crosses your mind to call Donnie, but then you shut that down as quickly as it pops in your head!

· YEAHHHH…that would go over GREATTTT, you chuckle to yourself. You imagine the phone call, “Hi Donnie, so, what does your guys’ penises look it? And, would I be able ride it?”.

· You are more than sure you would kill the tall terrapin from shock. RIP Donnie. You’d never be able to look Splinter in the eye again after killing his genius son with a penis discussion.

· No, you are just going to have to let this go and enjoy what you can have…what you do have…of your favorite orange clad turtle and accept the fact that love and relationships just weren’t in the cards for you.

· Back in your apartment, Mikey makes himself at home, as per usual. You always keep plenty of food and Orange Crush in the fridge because the boy could eat like there is no tomorrow. After grabbing himself a snack and a cold Crush, he makes his way to your bedroom (nothing is off limits with this one).

· In there, he’s able to smell your unique fragrance better and he has sorely missed your scent over the last two weeks. Plus, he gets to look at all the pictures you keep from your travels and outings with friends. And he LOVES your pictures.

· Upon entering the bedroom Mikey finds your basket of fresh laundry on the bed. On top are several of your bras. Oh, he likes that.

· He grabs one from the pile and runs it through his fingers. Wowwww…this thing actually gets to touch your boobies all the time. Right then and there he decides he wants to be a bra in his next life.

· He is mesmerized by the lace and the shape of the cup. You have a fairly large chest, so your cup size looked big enough….wait!....ohhhhh…he has to SEE this for himself!

· He puts your bra on his bald head, yep, like a little cap. Mikey decides to take a selfie with your bra cupped to his head knowing that he’ll send it to you later when he’s trying to make you laugh for one reason or another. When he first met you several months ago, your eyes were always so guarded and sad, it broke his big heart. He enjoys being able to make your eyes shine with his antics. He truly lives to make you smile and giggle.

· He puts the bra back in the basket and sits down on the bed and grabs one of your photo albums from the bottom shelf of your nightstand. This one has your most recent trips in it. There are pictures of you and the girls on your annual road trip you took a couple of months ago.

· You looked cute in your little sundresses posing with road signs and random café statues. Mikey’s smile grows wider as he sees pictures that your friends snapped of you when you weren’t aware, there is one of you asleep in the car, one of you pumping gas with your hair all a mess from being on the road , and another of you putting on your makeup in a hotel room.

· He loves getting to see these glimpses of your life and how he wishes that he could be there in the car with you, traveling and making memories, just enjoying the small little moments that make life special.

· Mikey keeps flipping through the album and eventually reaches the pictures from your beach vacation. Here we go! Mikey rubs his hands together…bikini time baby!

· Yep, bikini shots and LOTS of them! Mikey eagerly scans through the pictures. Damn, girl, you have one amazing body. You tend to belittle yourself often and call yourself chubby, but all Mikey sees is that heart-stopping coke bottle figure. Large up top, tiny waist, and hips and ass for days. Hips and ass that large hands like his could really grab on to and just rail the fuck out of.

· Yes, you are what dreams are made of…at least his anyway.

· As he flips the page, he notices a picture of a beach sign on the top of the next page and the sign reads: Gunnison Beach. Huh. I wonder why she took a picture of that beach sign. As the pictures progressed down the page however, it becomes extremely obvious why….there were people….er, women….on that beach with no tops on!

· Mikey chokes on his Orange Crush.

· As he continues to scan the pictures, he sees one of you untying your bikini top…

· NO! She didn’t!

· *Flips the page*

· FUCK!!!!!!!!

· YES SHE DID!

· There you are on the top of the next page, sitting on your towel in the sand, laughing with all that glorious tit-tage out for the world to see! Mikey swears his heart stops.

· He lets out a slight whimper and whispers out loud, “They’re…so… beautiful!”.

· As he sits there he can feel his shell tightening and he is starting to get VERY uncomfortable.

· He shifts his hips around a bit to let the swelling member out of its protective crevice and a bump starts forming in his pants.

· He angles the photo album down at the now prominent bulge and says to your topless picture, “You see this? This is what you made me do. You should be ashamed of yourself you little minx”. Then he lifts the album and kisses the picture saying, “Nah, I can’t stay mad at you, Baby Cakes, don’t worry I’ll take care of it.”.

· Mikey lays back against the headboard and makes himself comfortable.

· He unties the sweatshirt from around his waist, lifts his hips to pull it out from underneath him and throws it on the bed. It will come in handy in a few minutes when he needs to clean up.

· Mikey opens the top drawer to your nightstand, knowing that’s where you keep your vibrator and lube…he’s snooped before (as stated, nothing off limits with this one).

· He takes out the lube and squirts a generous amount into his hand. He then quickly unzips his cargo shorts with his clean hand and pulls out his excitedly jumping member. “Whoa, whoa, little buddy…someone’s impatient to get started. She really got you going, didn’t she?”.

· Almost in response to the question, a drizzle of precum spilled out on to the flared head and slowly dripped on to the lower plates of his plastron. What that woman does to me, Mikey thinks to himself.

· He then grabs the photo album and drags it close so that he can pump to those beautiful tits that he’s finally getting to see in full view. Geez, they are amazing, spectacular, better than even he imagined…and he has imagined them A LOT.

· He slowly grips himself at the base and slips his hand with the lube all the way to the tip. “Mmmmmm”, he breathes out. Now that his cock is fully slick, he begins to lazily stroke himself while talking to your topless picture, “Damn girl, you should walk around topless all the time, you look amazing. What is that? You want me to touch them and taste them? Sure, my Sweet Honey Bun, anything for you.”

· His grip on his cock starts to firm up as he imagines cupping your breasts with both of his hands and kneading them in unison. He imagines that they feel firm yet soft and that their fluff slightly spills out over his hands as he strokes and squeezes them. You let out soft moans and mewls and look at him with pleading, begging eyes to do more.

· In his mind, he presses his snout to into the middle of the cleavage and inhales you, drinks you inside of him, feels you invade him, become one with him.

· He grazes one of your pink buds with his soft lips and you cry out and moan his name at the slight touch. In response, he takes the bud fully between his lips and caresses it firmly before ending with a gentle peck of a kiss to it and starts to pull away playfully. You whine at the loss of his mouth, cupping his head and pull him forward, and he rewards you but engulfing your nipple earnestly and hungrily, his tongue and teeth leading the way. His breath hitches as he imagines your cries of passion as his broad tongue firmly pins the nipple to his top teeth and he gentle rakes over it before pulling back with a suctioned POP.

· He imagines the pouty face that you give him and corrects you, “No, no, Baby Girl, I’m not done, I’m just sharing the affection.”, he says before repeating the same routine on the other erect bud that is begging for his attention.

· He’s steadily stroking up and down his shaft as he imagines Y/N arching into his mouth, pushing ever closer, suffocating him with the pillowy flesh and he imagines the scent of arousal starting to permeate in the room. The imagined scent pulling the animal in him to the surface and causing a low rumble to shake through his chest and abdomen.

· No surprise to you, when you turn the key to your apartment and step inside all of the lights are on. It seems you have a guest, now where is he hiding?

· First, you check the kitchen because, let’s face it, you find him there 90% of the time. However, even though you saw evidence of Mikey, i.e. discarded food wrappers on the counter, Mikey wasn’t in the kitchen eating you out of house and home.

· You purse your lips and call out his name, “Mikey, I’m home, where are you hiding you Lil ninja?”.

· Mikey can feel that he’s in the zone by the mounting pressure that is building up in his lower abdomen when he hears your voice call out to him, “Uh oh”, he mumbles and freezes in mid-stroke.

· While he isn’t one for getting embarrassed by ‘needs’, he doesn’t exactly want to shock you to death by having his dick out and in his hand when you sashay into the bedroom.

· Quickly he throws the lubrication bottle back into the nightstand and shuts the drawer. Reluctantly, he closes the photo album and throws it back on the bottom shelf. Lastly, he looks at his swollen, slick member and starts to feel a bit of panic…um…what do I do with you? “Think, Mikey, think!”, he whispers to himself. It takes him all of 10 seconds to realize he’s stuck and his Second In Command isn’t going to stop standing to attention anytime soon.

· He can hear your footsteps coming down the hall towards the bedroom, no escape there. Then it hits him….the window!

· He quickly and quietly climbs out your bedroom window and stands on the fire escape. He is VERY thankful that none of his brothers are with him or they would be laughing themselves sick over Mikey trying to stand in the shadows of the building with a raging boner. He can hear Raph’s roaring laughter now.

· You check the bathroom, no Mikey. You eye your closed bedroom door and roll your eyes, imagining what mode of mischief you are about to walk in on, but when you open the door you do not find the mischievous terrapin inside.

· “Huh…I thought he was going to wait on me.”, you huff out a little disappointed and enter the bedroom to change out of your party wear.

· Outside the window, Mikey hears you enter and peeks inside and does a double take while whispering to himself, “Dannnggg girl, it should be illegal to go out looking like that!”.

· He eyes your unaware form through the window and gives an appreciative “Mmmmm” to your look this evening.

· Jasmine was your group’s resident fashionista and that meant that her birthday entourage’s attire had to be sexy and stylish. You had opted for a small white crop-top style shirt, that was fully open all the way down the middle and held together by a crisscrossing chain that dangled down towards your belly button. The shirt pulled to the farther side of each of your breasts, leaving a wide path fully visible and all the cleavage you had to offer was on display.

· Your ample bottom half was draped in a skin tight, although flattering smooth, knee length skirt that was taupe in tone and with a slit nearly to your right hip. Tying it all together were the white stiletto heels with a stripe of orange down the backside of the heel.

· While the whole ensemble was tantalizing, Mikey’s eyes followed that top like a hawk.

· The little chain trying desperately to keep the top together across your bountiful chest reminded him somewhat of the chains on his nunchucks, although this chain was very thin and shiny. He knew he would never be able to look at his nunchucks the same way again. You looked like a fetish fever dream come true.

· His still stout member jumped excitedly at all the thoughts running through Mikey’s mind. He might as well finish what he started, how much worse can it get anyway? He was already standing out in public, albeit in the shadows, with his dick out and saluting the world.

· Mikey’s hand wraps around his aching member and starts to slowly slide up and down the length of it and he watches you start to undress through the window.

· First to go were your heels, you remove them one by one while standing at your closet door, thankful to be out of them. They are gorgeous, expensive little things, but dang if they didn’t make your feet cry for mercy!

· Next you remove the earrings and bracelets you are wearing as you walk around the room to your bed. You dip your thumps into the waistband of the skirt and starting to shimmy it down over your curvy hips, ass, and thighs. Left in nothing but that crop-top and your cream colored thong, you sit on your bed to rub your aching feet….that’s when you notice the sweatshirt that doesn’t belong to you laying discarded on your bed.

· Mikey’s strokes speed up as he watches you slowly shimmy and shaky out of that skin tight skirt. He gives a little grunt as the waistband slowly slides down and over your ample ass. Shit, woman, he thinks to himself, what he wouldn’t give to grab that ass as you rode him…and that’s where his mind was, you were riding me with free abandon.

· Up and down him pumps his cock, grunting under his breath and squeezing his girth as his hand trails upward. He is so lost in the moment of your ass bouncing as you ride him in his mind that he isn’t paying attention to his own mouth, that’s when a hissed “Y/N, yessssss, Baby Cakes!” escapes him.

· Inside your room, you pick up the Mikey’s coveted sweatshirt, the one he doesn’t go anywhere without, and look at it puzzled. Why is his sweatshirt laying alone on your bed? That’s when you hear your name being moaned outside the window.

· Quickly you cross your room to the window and pull back the curtain to reveal more of the window pane and that is when you see him….it….um….him with IT in his hand.

· You weren’t expecting none of this so, naturally, you shriek out in shock. “MIKEY!”

· Mikey’s nearly closed eyes fly open and stared at your shocked expression. Sheepishly he took his hand off his dick and gave you a little grin and wave through the window.

· “WHAT do you THINK you’re doing out there?!”, you ask flabbergasted, “GET IN HERE BEFORE SOMEONE SEES YOU!”, you tightly scream, without actually screaming, as to not cause a scene and draw attention to your fire escape.

· Slowly, like a child caught in the act, he raises the window and crawls inside. He stands in front of you with his arms dangling over his crotch and crossed at the wrists, trying to hide his sensitive part from your stunned gaze.

· “Mikey, what in the world…”, you start inquiring but can’t finish because you aren’t exactly sure what your question is, actually there are too MANY rushing into your mind at once to verbalize just one.

· “Sorry, Y/N, I didn’t mean for this to happen.”, he says as he stares at the floor, “It’s just that I saw the pictures of you on that topless beach and…dude, your boobies were so awesome that Lil Mikey needed some attention.”.

· You pressed your lips together trying not to smile or laugh at his comments and let the shamefaced terrapin off the hook too easily. He looked too fucking adorable standing there guilty and ashamed…well, as ashamed as Mikey, the free willed spirit, could be.

· Deciding you couldn’t let this moment get past you and not take full advantage of it to answer some of those pesky questions that had been fully engaging your mind all evening, you took Maria’s advice and brought your inner diva to the surface.

· In a stern voice you give him a command, “Mikey, I want you to SIT in that chair and not say another word.”, you point to the lone 70’s style armed dining chair you had found during one of your flea market trips.

· Hesitantly, Mikey complies and sits in the chair with his hands still covering his crotch as best he can, he’s never heard you be stern with him before and fears that he’s really damaged your relationship with this stunt.

· “No”, you say, “hands on the chair arms.”

· “But….”, Mikey begins but you cut him off. “You heard me, you were just standing out in public fully exposed, why cover up now?”, you scoff at him with your arms folded over your chest, trying to keep your diva persona intact.

· Mikey reluctantly uncovered his groin and rests both hands on the chair’s arms. The entire time he isn’t making eye contact with you, he doesn’t want see the disappoint in your eyes…or worse the disgust that might show there. Afterall, he flirts with you constantly but you’ve always been more reserved with compliments back, he guessed that large green turtles weren’t really in your taste range. It didn’t stop him from dreaming though and expressing his admiration for you.

· You stood there taking in the scene, barely breathing from the anxiety and excitement of it all. There he sat, muscled arms gripping on the chair, flexing and twitching trying not to cover himself as commanded. The tails of his mask brushing against his wide chest and that stacked chest dipping down into his narrow hips, leading to a very girthy appendage that was quite interesting visually.

· Thick and dark, just slightly less girth than an eggplant, it stood stiff from the opening in his shorts. It had to be a good eight inches, at least, and fanned at the apex. The tip being double rimmed and flared around the whole diameter set your mind ablaze with the thoughts of the sensations it would cause.

· Well, at least two of your questions were answered. So, that’s what it looks like AND, being that stout and erect, yes you would be able to ride it. It would be a super tight fit, his girth and the flared circumference of his head would stretch you nearly to your limits, but it would be…’doable’.

· Your insides clenched at the idea and you inhaled sharply at the image in your mind.

· “So, this is ‘Lil Mikey’?”, you question openly.

· Mikey chances a side glance at your face as his hands fidget on the arms of the chair, you don’t look scared or disgusted, no disappointment that he can tell…although you’ve got a great poker face. “Yeah….look, Y/N, I’m really sorry…”, he starts but you cut him off again.

· Leaning down to level your eyes with his, “And, you were beating off to my topless photos, huh?”.

· Uh oh, this is it! Mikey thinks to himself. She’s going to cuss me out and tell me she never wants to see me again.

· His clear blue eyes start to become glassy with emotion and he looks directly into your eyes, into your soul, pleadingly, “Angel Cakes, seriously! I….I didn’t mean any disrespect! I would NEVER disrespect you, you’re my closest friend, my…”, his head drops down at the realization of what he’s about to lose and he’s staring at the floor again as mumbles the last part, “my world. My dream girl.”

· He slouches down in the chair, utterly crushed in spirit, ready to accept his fate. You have never seen him so broken, not even after the incident of him being called a Monster at the police station.

· That’s it. That’s when it happens. You can feel the last remnants of those stone walls crumbling from around your shaking heart. The dead heart, once dark with pain, now had a new ache. It ached with a luminous glow for this oddity of man and nature. Odd not in the physical sense, no, he was beautiful to you, but odd that he didn’t fit the mold for what you had come to expect from the world.

· Quietly, slowly you straighten back up. As you stare down at his defeated form, you gently pull at the tied chain of your top. Slowly you start to unlace each crisscross and release the top from the bottom-up.

· Mikey can hear the tinkling of the chain and lifts his eyes, which are now quickly gathering tears into their corners, and sees your top gradually falling away from your breasts, revealing more and more of them until you stand before him in only your nude colored thong.

· He stares at you in astonishment….seemingly too mute to speak, so you do the talking.

· “Well, then, show me. Show me how you like to be touched so I can learn…because I want to help you finish.”, you say huskily.

· Mikey literally sits frozen (something you’ve never seen the ball of energy do). Mind blown. Overload malfunction. So, you sink down on to your knees in front of him and rest your chest on his knees. You snake your arms up to his waist and pull his upper half forward to where you can rest your forehead on his and look him in the eye.

· “Mikey, you are my world too and my dream guy. Show me how to please you.”, you breathe to him and watch his blue eyes blaze with emotion at the admission of your desire for him.

· Still forehead to forehead, you watch Mikey’s eyes dip down to your chest. You grab one of his hands from the chair and bring it over to your breast. You use his hand to cup you, you push into his fingers prompting him to squeeze it and then you lead his finger and thumb down to the nipple pinching as you go.

· His sucks in a deep breath at the contact with your breast and he doesn’t release it until you end the contact with pinching the nipple, although the exhale leaves him as more of a purrrrrr.

· The distinctly animal trait touches something deep inside and your rapidly swelling sex beings to lubricate and release.

· Still touching foreheads, you watch is nostrils flare and pick put your scent. A low rumbling starts to quake at the center of his chest and abdomen.

· Your scent spiked with pheromones hexes him, casts a spell on him, pushes all anxiety and hesitation away from his mind, making him devoted to you and…your pleasure. If watching him jack off is what you wanted, it is what he would give you. Your wishes, wants, and desires were now his commands. You held all power over him.

· You watch the change in his eyes, once bright blue and pleading, now go more primal, dark, and determined. Right before he pulls back from the brow touching position, you press a sweet accepting kiss to those lips you have spent so many nights dreaming about. The kiss was quick, yet passionate and he smiled as he rested back into the chair.

· With one last look at you, taking you in from top to bottom, bottom to top, he grips his own cock again and begins to move. The contact makes his member go more rigid and seep more precum from the tip.

· You watch enthralled at the display, the viscosity of the fluid makes it more opaque than you were used to seeing for precum. You bite your lower lip out of habit and you hear the rumble in Mikey’s chest turn to a growl. “Sugar Rush, don’t do that, I’m trying to focus here and show you something. You biting your lip like that is distracting, I don’t know if I want to kiss you senseless or fuck your mouth.”.

· You stare up at him from your kneeled position and mouth ‘sorry’ to him, then continue to watch him please himself.

· His green hand rode up and down on his shaft with ease. You watched how he stopped ever so slightly before the flared tip, squeezed just a bit harder, and continued over it, then back down to the base again. The same action repeated over and over, gaining speed and intensity as he sat looking you over, your lovely tits still shelved on top of his knees. He could hardly believe this was happening! All the time he had spent imagining, picturing, desiring your chest and now in the span of one evening he not only got to see them in pictures, but their lovely weight was being cradled on his legs. SHIT.

· Lost in thought of your chest, Mikey wasn’t paying attention to the tightening in his groin, the mounting pressure that was starting to push for release. His right leg shoots out and goes stiff and his breathing hitches and picks up to a pant.

· You watch his change and realize he’s about to lose it….and you want in on this.

· His hand is still pumping away, but the rhythm has become unstable. You reach your tiny hand up and wrap your fingers around as much of his base as you can, as firmly you as you can. In response to your touch, Mikey’s head falls back and a much deeper purrrrrr flows out of him.

· However, your small hand by itself just seems inadequate, so you use your other hand to cup from the other side and effectively form a suctioning hollow between your two hands. You slide up the length, tightening your grip right at the fan of his head, just as you watched him do, and then pulled up and back down quickly.

· Mikey’s purring changes tone again, gradually going deep….so deep you lose track of the sound…but the audible aspect is replaced by another sensation…an echoing vibration that rolls through your entire body.

· It feels like being on a very old, out of balance roller coaster and the jarring vibrations causing all of your flesh to CRAWL with tingles, including deep inside. There is now an….*itch*…is the best word you can use to describe it, from all the vibrating and you shift your hips around trying to ‘scratch’ at it deep inside you.

· As you shifted around, more of your arousal scent mixed into the air and sent Mikey into overdrive. His hand gave up on helping and he gripped both arms of the chair in a death grip. His breathing was becoming labored and turning more into pants of “Huhhh huhhh…huuhhh” as he bucked his hips into your cupped hands.

· You doubled your efforts and sped up, stroking him with everything you had in her arms.

· You were lost in the moment of the task that you were completely surprised when the strong terrapin launched forward, gathering you to his torso by gripping your ass cheeks alone, gives a few sharp intense bucks between you two, shooting his hot AMPLE fluids between your bodies and crying out in a straggled voice, “FUUCCCKKKK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS”.

· He rested back in the chair, with you ‘glued’ to his torso with his own seed and rubbed your bountiful ass in caressing circles. Feeling the squishiness between you, he quipped, “Look, Baby Cakes, we have a creamy center…..like an éclair.”.

· You giggled at his lewd joke and shot back, “Speaking of desserts, I brought you that birthday cake you requested”, you stare up at his seductively, “still want to eat it off of me?”.

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multiplefandomsblog · 3 years

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S/O who lost a bet to Kokichi, punishment being a Maid’s Dress

request; Ooooo, Requests are open! Could I have a female S/O who lost a bet and now has to wear a sexy maid outfit? And Kokichi is just. Eating. It. Up.

warnings; reader lost a bet and has to wear a maid dress, reader uses female pronouns and names, reader uses master(non-sexually), cussing, had to make kaito the ‘bad guy’ for trope reasons lmfao, kokichi gets jealous and possessive, they goof off a ton at the end, overall just fluff without much plot, and i.. i dont even know how to say this, i used this phrase i found from the internet “top 15 embarrassing things to say to strangers” so like,, watch out for that..! ahahahaha-

note; omfg i hate this one so much- most out of all my works, i stg i am the most disappointed in this one. please don’t even read it- i could’ve done so much better ;-; man, i just butchered this like a fricking idiot-- sorry anon!!!! you seriously deserved so much better, i am so sorry. there are so many issues with this- the ending, the cringe, the messiness, the fucking clichés- seriously, please please forgive me. although you probably shouldn’t, i am just so so sorry T_T please don’t be afraid to ask me if you want this rewritten, i am like, BEGGING YOU TO ASK ME TO REWRITE THIS SAVIBVDHBSDKJ

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You took a deep breath before leaving your dorm, mentally preparing yourself for the walk of shame to the dining room where you had to… you didn’t even want to say it, nor acknowledge it. The bet you had lost the day before with Kokichi, had left you with nothing but bitterness in the end. Your eyebrows were permanently creased, an expression of pure regret on your face as you shuffled unenthusiastically down the hall in your frilly maid’s outfit.

Shuichi greeted you as soon as he noticed the dress, a concerned, confused and albeit a bit flustered expression on his face as he did. “H-hey S/o! Um, so are you going to the dining hall?” He asked an obvious question, just so he could somehow get you to talk about your huge dress. Only nodding shamefully, you stifled a sigh.

Shuichi only made a noise of acknowledgement, letting the conversation go stale as he was too afraid to address the elephant in the room, himself. You were both silent, Saihara standing in front of you, awkwardly planted on his spot while he looked at everything but you.

He didn’t say anything, only occasionally sparing glances at your dress as he stood like a tree. Getting irked from the silence, you deadpanned, “... You want to know why I’m wearing a maid’s dress.” He flushed at even the mention of the word, as if you had said something terrible.

“Y-you don’t have to te-” Disrupting his excuse, you looked him dead in the eye, and uttered one word, “Kokichi.” Shuichi blinked at the name, before nodding in pity. After your short response, he required no further questions, the single name was all it took for the realization to wash over him. Even if he wasn’t a detective, it wouldn’t take less than a second to know what was going on.

As if the said-Kokichi had been waiting for you to say that, Kokichi suddenly popped out of nowhere, scaring the two of you at his sudden appearance, “Oh? What’s my maid doing with Saihara-chan? Not wasting time I hope~” He laughed sadistically at your suffering, “Chop chop my maid! Since I’m your master, you’re gonna have to follow my every order! So don’t even try to disobey me; cuz I’m sure maid-chan knows what happens when she does, right? Nishishi!” You cringed at the nickname, ere sighing in defeat and letting him drag you to the dining room where you’d soon meet your demise.

You looked back at Shuichi one last time, mouthing a, ‘Help me.’ as Kokichi dragged you away. Shuichi only sent back a sheepish and apologetic look, in which you glared at him, betrayal overtaking you.

A couple of minutes later of countless teasing and judgemental looks sent your way, you were finally at the dreaded destination. To your surprise, Kokichi eagerly kicked the door to the dining room open before you could even prepare yourself, the entire class turning around at the loud noise. Kaito was first to speak up about the dramatic entrance, ‘Kokichi!? What the actual F-! … f-ffffffffffuuhh..” Kaito trailed off, his attention shifting off Kokichi, to focusing on you in a maid’s dress.

Despite wanting you to feel the pure unfiltered humiliation, the sadistic bastard definitely did not love the way Kaito was eyeing you. Smile faltering for a second, he considered dragging you to his own room and having you perform a private show for him instead of these assholes. Shaking his head, he tried dispersing the thoughts of… jealousy? No, that can’t be it.

He decided he’d delay his feelings of conflict for later, and unfortunately for you, focusing back on your nervous figure. Peaking at the look on your face, he couldn’t help the twinge of worry for your well-being.

Noticing him stare at you with a small concern, you furrowed your brows in suspicion, that wasn’t really like him. Only then, did you notice the desperation on his face. He looked like he was choosing to either say, “Are you okay?” or “Pleaaaase!” He watched you, eyes wide with worry yet looking as if he had been begging you. Choosing your fate, you sent him a reassuring, but solemn nod, deciding to do the act he had been looking forward to for the entirety of yesterday; the day you lost that damned bet.

You sighed defeatedly at his pouty expression, you were weak for him and he knew it.

“Alright.” He looked up at you with expecting eyes, holding back a shit-eating grin, “Alright what..?” You sighed for the 2nd time within the span of 45 seconds, “Ugh... Master.” The single word uttered out from your pretty lips had his entire body shuddering, fighting back the blush on his face, he leaned his back towards you teasingly, his ego had been very clearly stroked, “That’s right. I’m your master; so come on and get to it! Don’t make your master wait~” He added, clearly enjoying your misery. You pouted, where did the worried Kokichi go?

Turning to face the crowd that seemed to be staring at you while you flirted talked normally with Kokichi, you felt your frills shuffle with each movement you made. You closed your eyes in preparation, making a mental note never to make a bet with Kokichi, ever. “Do I have to get on my knees?” He smiled cheerfully, “It’s part of the deal~” ‘Nishishi’ing as dread washed over your face.

Everyone watched in anticipation, some with concern, but mostly the former— as you got on your knees, the skirt neatly pleating on the ground.

Disgruntled, you uttered out a small, “If you tickle me, I will… I- “ You looked back at Kokichi, a look of, ‘Do I have to do this?’ contorting on your face as you stared at him pleadingly, dying inside when he nodded frantically like a child at a candy store.

“... S-say hee hee and prance around like a rainbow lollipop on a cloud of unicorn wishes.“ You flinched , the entire class had suddenly started howling and rushing towards you—most likely to tickle you—, but right before a giddy Angie and a determined Tenko could get their hands on you, Kokichi suddenly spoke up, stopping them in their tracks. “Hey! She’s not allowed to be touched by mutts like you, so get back!” He brutally spat, voice scratching from the force of his words.

Kaito immediately took the opportunity to ask you out as Kokichi’s occupied with the others, not hesitating for a second. Tapping on your shoulder, a shy smile adorning Kaito’s face as he awkwardly shuffled, “Hey S/o..! Do you maybe wanna, um..” Kokichi swiftly popped out from underneath your skirt as if this was a routinely thing, standing in between you and Kaito. “What the hell-” Kaito recoiled back in shock, had he just been hiding under there?? Kokichi looked at you, before looking back at him.

You were sure if looks could kill, Kaito would’ve been dead a year ago. “Hey. You know she’s mine, yeah?” Kokichi spoke with a dead-cold look on his face, before almost immediately contorting back into his usual mischievous smile, “... My personal maid, of course! Nishishi!” Kaito stared Kokichi down, in which Kokichi simply glared back in amusement, the same smile staying onto his face. Irking, Kaito discontentedly walked away, shortly after Kokichi had won the stare-down.

Exhaling loudly, his smile fell off his face as well as the breath he kept in, a neutral expression replacing his grin as he stared back at you, “You know, this whole thing is getting kinda boring, let’s just leave.” He tried putting on his signature charming grin, but you could see the way his teeth clenched. It seemed Kaito asking you out had a bigger effect on him than he wanted to admit.

Despite teasing and asking him if he was worried and/or jealous on the way to a secluded area, he persists, staying stubborn and brushing it off. “It just wasn’t as fun as I thought! Now stop nagging me and hurry uuuuup! You’re such a slowpoke.” Perking up, he suddenly remembered something, “Oh wait! That’s an order, right? So you have to obey.” Rolling your eyes, you jolted as an idea suddenly found its way to your head.

Flashing a mischievous smirk in his direction, you left him bewildered as you started sprinting across the field. “Wh- Hey! Haha, what the fuck!?” He cackled at how stupid you looked, throwing your heels across the field somewhere as you stumbled from the length of the dress, still running to god knows where.

His laughing suddenly halted as he witnessed the way you took a large leap and stepped on your dress, tumbling down as you did.“Stooop! You’re gonna actually hurt yourself, seriousl-! …” Kokichi suddenly fell silent as you fell on your face, only sounds of him choking back holding back his own loud laughter. But the boy could only hold back for so long, and as you raised your head from the field, you could hear him just fucking losing it.

Turning around and glaring directly at him, you stumbled back to your feet, jogging towards one of your lost heels before hurling it directly at Kokichi’s stomach. “Take that you little shit!” Now you were the one laughing at his misery. In the end the heel didn’t do what you wanted it to, as he just kept on laughing, only now wheezing from the hilarity of the situation and for the air you knocked out of him.

Hearing his crazy horse laughter fill the air, you couldn’t help but laugh just as loud, along with him. You jogged up to his hysterical figure, falling down next to him, your own giggles mingling in with his. He turned his head to you, pointing at your face weakly, before throwing his head back and laughing even louder.

Eventually, the laughter calmed, both of you just bathing in the afterglow of the extreme euphoria you both had felt. Kokichi turned his head again, staring at you in thought. Noticing his eyes, you took your eyes off the sky, catching his seemingly whipped gaze, “What?”

He smiled, “Even though you look like a maid who had just went through hell to try and escape her traumatizing slave prison life, you still look cute.” Admitting with no hesitation and way too many details, he watched in amusement as your face flushed. “And borderline sexy too. I am loving the sexy prisoner look.” He added, catching you off guard as you flushed even harder.

He sighed lovingly, “You know, I’d gladly pay you to stay in that dress... And I’m not lying.” You scoffed and looked at him in disbelief, Kokichi frowning back, “Hey! Don’t look at me like that! You know damn well, you look hot in those tights.” He drifted his eyes lower and lower, tilting his head to get a better view- before you suddenly chopped him.

Wincing from the hit, he started bawling, “Uwah! How meeeaan! And to do that to your master too! How could you!?” Here come the waterworks. You only grimaced, right before decreasing your face in defeat, deciding to play along, “Fine. I’m sorry then,” Sighing, “Master.” You groaned out, clearly unhappy with the title Kokichi had forced on himself. Kokichi went light-headed as soon as he heard that word come out your lips, smiling like a goof, he only gawked at you.

Shooting your head back to him, you were concerned as to why he was suddenly quiet. Was there something wrong with him? Did he pass out? “Master?” You called him by his title, shaking his tiny figure. The expression on his face showed pure bliss, “Just kiss me already.”

He snapped out of it for a second, eyes darting to yours. You glared at him, in which he simply glared back, a challenging smirk on his face, differing greatly from his expression from earlier, “That’s an order~”

Blinking at the statement, you gave in to your demise, slowly leaning down to kiss his forehead lightly, a flush on your face. Pressing your lips lightly against his skin, you pulled away shortly, lingering no longer than you had to. However short it was, that alone seemed to do it for him, as you swore you saw hearts shoot out from the spot in which you pecked.

Giggling strangely, he rested on the field, completely surrendering his body to the earth as he went limp. “Nishi… My maid loooves me!” You stayed silent at the bold remark, wanting to refute but you knew he’d just figure out your lies.

... Even so, you refused to admit it, “You fucking wish.” Snorting, you pushed his face away from you gently, cackling as you heard his whining.

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juggernaut-sika · 3 years

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Hi!! I'd like to request a NSFW for Donnie. How would he react to seeing another guy flirt with his crush? His crush also owns her own library.

A little librarian action, huh? I'll try to make this interesting!

Warnings: NSFW Content 18+

Donnie

It was getting late and the library was closing soon. He had asked if you wanted to stay the night tonight and when you said sure, he offered to pick you up. As he pulled up to the side of the building he hopped out of the turtle truck and walked inside using the spare key you gave him. Most of the lights were off and there were no customers in sight. But the sound of your laughter was enough to tell him someone was still here with you. Donnie went into ninja mode, sneaking along the aisles until he was close enough to see the front desk but still remain in the shadows. 'What does he want?' He thought to himself when he saw your employee leaning against the counter on his elbow.

You were putting some files and papers away while rolling your eyes at his compliments and sometimes letting out a laugh at a cheesy pick-up line. Unfortunately, for your employee, you didn't share his feelings, and you have let him know this before. Apparently, he was persistent. Donnie loved the sound of your laugh but not when it was from someone flirting with you. Donnie was a logical terrapin though. He kept his cool and waited patient for the guy to leave.

"Okay, night. See you tomorrow Levi!" You call to him as he bids you good night. Donnie let out a sigh after Levi left and started walking over to you. "Hey!" He greeted causing you to look up from the front desk. You watch as Donnie stepped into the light of the desk lamp with a soft smile. "Hey, you!" You gave him a big smile and continued to collect some papers and shuffle them together. "What did Levi want?" You thought it was an odd question coming from Donnie, "Oh, he's just goofing off is all," You reply and turn around to put the papers into a filing cabinet. "Hm. Sounded like flirting to me." He mumbled; however, it was easy to hear in the dead silence of your library.

You look over your shoulder to see his shell facing you and him leaning against the desk with his arms crossed. He seemed to be in deep though. A playful smirk pulled its way onto your face as you walked back over to the desk and leaned on your hands as you gave him a playful look. "Donnie...are you jealous?" You inquire, holding back the urge to giggle. He immediately stood straight and glanced at you. "N-no, of course I'm not jealous. Wha-why would I be jealous of him?" Donnie wanted to slap himself for stammering. You walked around the desk so you were now standing right in front of him. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but it sounds to me like you have a thing for me." You smile up at him and before you knew it, Donnie was a stuttering mess as he desperately tried to find the words to defend himself.

"N-no, I just...Well I-you-he...You know what?" In a blink of an eye his lips were pressed firmly against yours. You happily return the kiss, feeling butterflies in your stomach. Your arms wrapped around his neck so you could deepen the kiss. Donnie then pulled away a bit to look into your eyes. "I'll show you just how much of a thing I have for you." And with that he picked you up, your legs naturally wrapping around his waist to support you.

Soon, your back was against the side of a bookshelf with Donnie's tongue dancing with yours. You could feel waves of pleasure in your lower regions as his firm erection grinded against your heat through his pants. Your hands moved down and fumbled with his belt to slip it off and drop it to the floor. He pulled your shirt over your head and tossed it to the side before working at your bra and throwing it behind him. You loved the feeling of his hands grabbing your waist and moving up your sides until they started groping your breasts, pinching and twisting your perked buds. The more he rubbed against you the more wet you became. The rough feeling was becoming unbearable so your fingers unbuttoned his pants allowing your hands to push his pants down. He had already kicked away his boots so stepping out of his pants was easier.

He then pulled you two away from the shelf and walked a few steps to lay you down on the front desk. His hands gripped your hips as he looked down at the goddess looking back up at him, your hands rubbing his forearms slowly. His thumbs hooked the hem of your panties and your long skirt before slowly sliding them down. He bit the inside of his bottom lip and his nose twitched from your aroma before he slid his hand near your heat. A smirk made its way onto his face when you gasped and your legs twitched as the feeling of his thumb brushing against your swollen clit.

You closed your eyes and relaxed a bit as Donnie felt along your body, cherishing how soft your skin was against his hands. His hands then retreated, wasting no more time to remove his boxers. His member sprung to life, ready to be berried inside you. Donnie leant down, his one hand finding the edge of the desk above him while his other hand pressed against the top of the desk. His cool plastron pressing against your flushed skin as he kissed and sucked on your neck and collarbone. "Oh, Donnie!" You gasp upon feeling his flared tip along with his smooth cock fill you with one swift motion. A reptilian churr echoed from his chest, sending vibrations throughout your body.

It didn't take Donnie long to find a rhythm as he now loomed over your small form, using his hands to support him as he bucked into you. He admired the sight below him. One of your hands cupping his wrist while the other caressed his forearm. Your head was turned to the side, eyes closed, as your breasts and body bounced back and forth with every thrust. Your angelic moans and sweet gasps filled his ears. The way the light of the desk lamp made your skin glow. He didn't know just how much he would love seeing this side of you until now. Your silk walls seemed to hug and pull him in more and more.

"F-faster Donnie! Mmm!" He obeyed your desperate cry, bucking his hips faster and harder. He was going to make sure to please you, just to hear you cry out his name. "Fuck, you feel amazing!" Donnie purred before moving his arms behind your legs to pull them up. "Aaah!" You cried out in bliss as your back arched off the table as the new position. "Oh, yeah Donnie! Don't stop! Don't stop Donnie!" Your hands moved above you to grasp the edge of the desk while you threw your head back. Donnie took advantage of this and leant down to litter your neck in kisses and love bites.

He drew another gasp from you when he leant down at the perfect angle for his aching cock to mercilessly drill into your g-spot. "Oooh fuck! Don't move Donnie, just like that. Mmm, right there!" Your arms wrapped around his neck as you hug him close to you. You clawed at his shell, feeling your orgasm building quickly. Donnie panted heavily as he let out low grunts and churrs. He knew you were close, feeling your walls becoming tighter and tighter around his large member.

"You like it when I hit that spot? Yeah?" He growled focusing his attention on that one spot that seemed to rip those well wanted cries from you. "Donnie!" You cry out and gasp as you hit your release. "Mmm! That's it Y/n! Oh fuck yeah, Babygirl!" Donnie shuttered at his own release, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck while he filled you until he was dripping from you core.

You both stay like that for a moment before Donnie used his hand to push himself up and pull out of you. You sat up and were met with him placing a tired kiss on your lips before Donnie left you to gather your guys' clothes. You slid off the desk but used it to support you on your wobbly legs. Donnie helped you get dress, leaving sweet kisses along your body as he did and picked you up to take you out to the truck.

Since you were already dozing off, he gently laid you on the couch and took his seat on the driver's side. By the time you two got to the lair it was really late and you were fast asleep. Donnie smiled at your sleeping form before picking you up and taking you to his room.

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bratkook · 3 years

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HOW DID OC AND JK MEET IN LIKE YOU USED TO AM I GONNA HATE HER?

😖yeah u are im sorry</3 (very long description of it below the cut! This is considered a drabble at this point LMAO)

Meeting Jungkook hadn’t been planned, it wasn’t calculated on your part, not supposed to be some malicious act of yours. You were only meant to join your friend with her boyfriend and his group of friends for a night out, a night of fun, something you were desperate for which is why she had invited you. You had been out of the dating game for a while and your dry spell was starting to take its toll on you so when she slyly mentioned her boyfriend has cute friends who are single and know how to have a good time, you agreed instantly.

Maybe it was meant to be. Your friend running late to the restaurant you were set to meet on before heading to the club, telling you to go ahead and she’d get there soon enough was a blessing in disguise. The second you entered the restaurant, you found the table with rowdy boys instantly, goofing off and tossing straw wrappers at each other with loud laughter, hushing down as you approached them.

“Hi, I’m Yuna’s friend, Y/N.” you had spoken it with a tinge of nerves, your eyes bouncing around to each of the boys, seeing their smiles as they looked you over. Yuna had definitely let them know you were single and they slyly tried to straighten themselves out to see who caught your attention. It’s not until your eyes met the wide, doe eyed stare from Jungkook that you froze. He had tufts of his brown hair falling over his brows, parted to the side so you could see the way he cocked them up at your interested gaze. A small smile tugged at his lips, only spreading further when his buddy to the left—someone you would come to know as Yugyeom—elbowed his side with a snicker, sliding down a spot for you to settle next to him.

It was easy to start conversation with him, sitting with your arms pressing together as he inched closer, speaking to you like he wanted to make sure only you could hear him. Jungkook had always been good with his words, knowing the right mannerisms to make you feel like you were special, having the art of soft touches that seemed casual down to a science. It reeled you in easily, just like they were supposed to. You were too stuck swimming in his eyes as he told you a story that you didn’t notice your friend’s arrival, not until Yugyeom was coughing loudly, making Jungkook sit up straight and inch away, keeping a sneaky hand on your thigh underneath the table.

The daydream trance didn’t break until Yuna rounded the table as she greeted everyone, looking at you with a smile as she pointed her finger between you and Yugyeom with a thumbs up before she’s approaching Jungkook and greeting him with a kiss. His hand remained on your thigh as he kissed her, allowing her to sit at the chair at the head of the table, the angle not letting her see what he was doing.

It should have been a red flag for you, to know that Jungkook was shamelessly flirting with you, touching you, with your friend inches away. You hadn’t known he was spoken for when you walked in, but his friends did, and they hadn’t said a single word when they saw Jungkook flirting with you, had looked the other way when he playfully pushed your hair behind your ear and spoke to you with his face inches away from yours. All of this was a giant red flag, waving in your face to shove his hand away and excuse yourself, but you seemed to sport rose colored glasses just for him. You blamed it on your desperation, blamed it on him, saying you hadn’t intentionally done anything to hurt your friend and it wasn’t your fault that he was a dick. But you sure as hell did nothing to stop it.

You took some pride in distancing yourself when you finally reached the club of the night, the same club you and Jungkook would come to frequent most weekends during your relationship. It’s weird to think of how much you dislike Yugyeom now, especially when you think of how you had grown close to him that night, the two of you lingering on the dance floor with drinks in hand and smiles on your faces. He never tried anything with you, almost like he knew you were off limits, Jungkook having set his sights on you in the restaurant. This experience, being the one on the other side of it is what had you realizing how much Yugyeom enabled it all, dubbed himself the perfect wingman without any shame.

It’s almost like he had his eyes set on Jungkook and Yuna, watching on with a smile as they spoke by the bar. “Trouble in paradise.” He had said it so nonchalantly, tapping your shoulder and pointing in their direction so you could see. Jungkook had a drink in his hand while he stared at his girlfriend, one hand touching her shoulder as she looked at him with an angry expression on her face. You never knew what they were arguing about, but it’s easy to assume now that he must had gotten some girls number, gotten a little to close to someone else and she had seen it. You could hear her threaten to leave through the music, and he just nodded in understanding, not fighting her on it when she stormed off in search for you.

She spotted you easily, putting on a smile as she said she would be leaving for the night, made up some lie about her stomach hurting from the food before urging you to stay and have a good time, assuming you and Yugyeom had hit it off. The second she was gone the man to your right snaked his hand over your shoulder and leaned close, pointing at Jungkook with his index finger, his cup still in hand. “Nows your chance.”

You don’t know why you did it, why you wandered over to Jungkook like some dumb puppet. Trying to pretend like you were concerned over your friend, asking him if everything was alright, and he played it off instantly. Jungkook told you not to worry about it as you settled next to him, watched you with a small smirk as you set down your empty cup. He said it’s not a big deal when he bought you another drink, told you to have a good night and enjoy yourself as he attempted to make an exit, but he lingered a bit too much, almost as if he’s waiting for you to protest, to give him a reason to stay. And you did.

Jungkook felt your hand wrap around his arm, keeping him rooted in his spot, and he had to fight back the smile on his face when he turned to look at you in question. “Let me buy you a drink, to return the favor.”

That’s all it had been. All it was supposed to be.

But Jungkook knew what he was doing, knew the affect he had on you when he called you pretty under his breath, said your face looked cute when you took a shot and grimaced at the flavor. He had it down to a science, knowing just what to say to have you ending up in the dingey bathroom of the club, pressed against the bathroom stall with swollen lips, the prettiest moans filling up the empty room as he shoved his hand in between your legs, mouthing at your neck with a smile on his face.

You had voiced that you shouldn’t, guilt lacing your words, but your hands said otherwise as you cupped his face and urged him back to kiss you. Jungkook lied so easily, said his relationship with Yuna wasn’t serious, just friends with benefits that she had taken too seriously, promised it was okay for him to do this because he wasn’t her boyfriend. He knows how to slip the right words between each lie to win you over, tells you he just wants to make you feel good to soften the blow.

And you caved. But not there. The guilt was still weighing on your chest and doing this in a filthy room only made you feel worse. Jungkook felt the hands on his chest as you pushed him back, was ready to hear you protest and tell him no, but when you softly suggested going back to yours instead the smile returns to his face.

Like before his friends said nothing as they watched him leave with you, Yugyeom going as far a throwing him a thumbs up. And like all the times to come, Jungkook had no shame.

He felt no remorse as he fucked you, didn’t think of his girlfriend once as you came on his tongue, scratched at his back when his dick filled you up. It was easy to forget about all of it when he made you feel this good, littered your neck with hickeys as he pounded into you, showered you in compliments that left your head spinning. He had no complaints when you flipped him over, rode him while marking him wherever you could reach, leaving his chest and neck covered in purple splotches. The way he let you mark him so easily eased your guilt, how he called you baby, cradled your face as you whimpered at the overwhelming feeling, continued to fuck you after cumming because he couldn’t get enough, it made you believe he was telling the truth about his relationship.

But once it was all said and done, the two of you laying on your sheets, covered in sweat and the dopiest smiles on your faces, you couldn’t pretend to ignore the buzzing of his phone. Jungkook tried to be sneaky now, reached over your body and kissed you so he could grab his phone swiftly, unlocking his phone and trying to angle it the right way so you wouldn’t see but you did. You made out the way he texted Yuna back, seeing her long paragraph apologizing for overreacting, saying she loved him and if he felt bad he knew how to hide it. He’s almost expressionless as he texted her back saying it was okay, that he loved her too and told her goodnight, perfectly content coming back to snuggling by your side as you laid there in shock.

It should have been one and done. Cutting things off with him and coming clean to your friend but things were never that easy for you when it came to Jungkook. Things got messy quick, tangling yourselves tighter together with each interaction, finding it harder to keep things hidden from his girlfriend until it was too late and your friendship was crumbling and his relationship was ending. You wished you could say you cared, but you didn’t. It was like your mind had become rewired to only care about him, to feel like as long as you had him it would all be okay. And even now, years later, it’s like nothing has changed.

#bratkook.exe #like you used to #this is basically a drabble #a prequel drabble lmao #also not editing soooo sorry #*edited #jungkook angst

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shania-twain · 3 years

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What’s your top 5 favorite Rollisi moments?

I apologize, as this ask was sent days ago and I'm just now getting around to it because ya know, life, and because I took my sweet time thinking over these scenes.

It's a long one, under the cut!

1. The Scene (the kiss). This kiss has everything. It’s unexpected yet long overdue. It’s tender, it’s loving. There’s swaying. There’s standing on tip toes to reach Tol and there’s bending down to reach Smol. There’s water, city lights, a romantic atmosphere. There's tears (barely) but it's an excuse to touch faces! There's cheek caressing, there's longing, lingering stares, there's hesitance in transitioning from best friends to lovers. Light banter, nervous laughter. THE UNFINISHED SPEECH. I know I'm all over the place with this but SO ARE MY FEELINGS. So much has led up to this moment and I must say, the payoff was excellent. Perfect first kiss.

2. The Fight. Dare I name the one fight they got in that caused them to be labeled “toxic” by haters? I do dare. Why, one may ask? *shakes out piece of paper* Though they are fueled by their lack of sleep and unsaid feelings for each other at the time, there’s still some bite to Amanda’s bark on her part. She’s clearly upset over him leaving her, feels abandoned. Perhaps this is a feeling she’s used to from her own family trauma, but Carisi leaving the precinct particularly hurt not only because she has strong feelings for him at this point, but because he was the only one that ever was there for her in a way no one else was. I think she came to rely on him more than she may have even realized and that all spilled out in that small fight in the squad room. And he was so taken aback, obviously thought she was happy for him but of course she’s going to tell him she is because she doesn’t want to hurt him. The fight is so natural, happens unexpectedly but develops organically. The main reason it’s my number two? Giddish and Scanavino’s best acting, imo. And I’ve only seen the actual scene about three times because it makes me semi uncomfortable. It’s uncomfortable watching people argue. It was so intimate and clearly turned personal, it almost feels wrong to be watching them go at it (in a bad way. Heh). But I think that’s a testament to the acting! A+++ scene! I dream of writing a fight scene as well as this one!

3. The Hospital. Truly, this episode was packed with Rollisi moments from start to finish. I love every moment we get with them individually (hand grab, anyone? Or when he makes her LAUGH at such an emotional moment in the hospital. I could go on about this scene in detail but I’ll stop). My favorite moment of the episode is actually the last scene of them. After Rollins gets rid of her father's (ex) wife, she’s so proud of herself for doing what she feels is right and that reflects in her face when she smiles at Carisi. It’s so simple and subtle, but there’s so much love in that look. Kelli is a master at giving these loving looks and perfect expressions. It’s also a wonderful contrast to how she used to look at Carisi in the beginning - from season 16, when she thought he was a bit of a goof. Now she looks at him like he hung the got damn moon. We don't get to see Carisi's face here, but I imagine he's looking quite amused at her, maybe even charmed by her a little bit. I'm also obsessed with the way Amanda's eyelashes flutter down when he moves closer to her. Flirting over Amanda's bedridden father? The ✨romance!✨ Swoon!

4. The Elevator. This used to be number one for me, until we got the goodness in season 22. There’s something very special about this hug. It’s not even a hug, really. It’s clinging, desperate, need that one particular person and only this person kind of thing. It’s, of course, devastating that Rollins had to go through the whole thing with Bucci and possibly leaving her children without a mother, but like I said, something special about the way this led to letting the audience see who she really trusts as she let’s herself fall apart and into Carisi’s arms. Sure, she trusts her squad, but she also wants them to know she’s ok at all times. Even tells her own therapist this once or twice. She even *begins* to tell Carisi she’s fine, her usual response when asked if she’s alright, but then the second he says her name, it’s like a switch is flicked and she’s sobbing into him. DON’T THINK I FORGOT ABOUT SCANAVINO. He’s always there when she needs it. He’s patient with her, kind, takes her into him with absolutely no hesitation. This scene happens episodes after their fight in the squad room. It’s clear there is no more lingering tension between them in the elevator scene. It’s the way he says “I got you” not once but TWICE, as if he needs her to hear it. Needs to make sure she understands that he’s there not just in the moment, but he’s got her always. No matter what happens between them or with their jobs — and this comes back around in his wedding speech, as well. 🤧 But also, fave part of that scene? When he holds her tighter, leans his head against hers many times, and then closes his eyes. Cannot stand to hear her sobs, or see her in any kind of pain. Oh, my heart. My heaaaaaaart.

5. Rain check. Lots of great acting here. Is anyone surprised? No, but there’s a bit of a range of emotions in this particular scene and it’s acted so beautifully, I could write a whole paper. I’ll try and keep it brief (ha, yeah right). I don’t think Amanda would ever have a problem getting a man anytime anywhere, but I do think it was a big deal for her to ask this man out. I think maybe her intentions at the time may have been less than trying for a relationship, but she was open to trying something with him. I also think it was a big deal because it felt very planned. The outfit felt planned, the way she made him laugh, the hair toss an attempt to flirt. Though she also had this vulnerability about her that only exists with him. She’s putting herself out there, she’s saying that she’s willing to try and I think that is a big step for her, even if she was only open to a FWB situation (that totally 100% wouldn’t have worked bc *feelings*). Carisi, however, rejects her. You can see in his face that he’s so reluctant to do this but he does. Obviously, he’s had feelings for the woman for so long but is protecting himself. Almost like he knows she may think she’s ready to try something with him, but he also knew it wasn’t their time yet. Also, after he tells her he can’t, the immediate disappointment Amanda has? Heart-wrenching, tbh. She looks so upset and gets off from sitting on the edge of his desk so fast. Like. BABYYYYY.

Honorable Mentions: Threats! I’m kind of cheating here, but there’s nothing like an OTP that will kill for the other. I’m -of course- talking about Carisi’s “if Rollins gets shot over this, I’m gonna take ALL of them out.” And also Amanda’s message to Mesner: “if you go after Counselor Carisi or anyone in my family again, it will be your last day on earth. I’ll kill you myself.” Ooh, there’s something so secks see about being violently protective over your significant other. I don’t condone it irl, but let me have the ✨drama✨on tv.

Thank you for this question! I had fun going over some great scenes!

#ask #anonymous

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gingersnapwolves · 3 years

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The Untamed, a brief summary [Part 1/6]

Okay my friends, I have heard your calls. Here’s my play-by-play version of The Untamed.

Note the first: I’m dividing it up into sections because it is, after all, a 50 episode series and I doubt anyone will want to wade through it all in one go.

Note the second: I am going to try to be as unbiased as possible. There are different ways to interpret some of the characters’ actions, especially later in the show when things get morally complex. You can find oceans of meta on this stuff, so I will try not to pick a side when at all possible.

Note the third: I’m going to keep the tone pretty light and humorous. This show gets *dark* in the middle but y’all are reading a summary and I don’t want it to get too dry or too depressing. Please pardon me if I am flippant from time to time.

Part One: Sword Wizard School

I thought about doing a character guide but decided it would be easier to introduce you to characters as we meet them, because there are a LOT of characters. However, I am going to give you a brief primer on the important families/places.

Actually, let me back up a little further. The Untamed is a xianxia drama, so it’s about people trying to become immortal celestial beings. They fight monsters and do a lot of magic, and they live in clans/sects. A clan is a family. A sect is a cultivation style/school. The terms are often used interchangeably (even I’m guilty) but they are not exactly the same. Members of a clan will belong to that sect, but the sect will also take in outsiders to train, who are sect members but not clan members.

There are five Great Sects:

Province: Yunmeng; sect: Jiang, home: Lotus Pier

Province: Gusu, sect: Lan, home: Cloud Recesses

Province: Lanling, sect: Jin, home: Koi/Carp Tower

Province: Qinghe, sect: Nie, home: The Unclean Realm (this is not to say it is dirty, it’s from Buddhism and might also translate to ‘The Worldly Realm’)

Province: Qishan, sect: Wen, home: Nightless City/Nevernight (depending on translation)

Here’s a map I made for my fic reference which shows roughly where these provinces are in relation to each other. I may have pretended they were cities in America so I could calculate mileage. Yes I am the world’s biggest nerd, thanks.

H’okay! The show is not in chronological order but I am going in chronological order because the point is to make this simple for you. I’ll admit that I may not get everything 100% correct because it’s been a while since I watched parts of it but I’ll try.

Setting: Caiyi Town, [Gusu]

ENTER A GREMLIN.

Meet Wei Wuxian. He is a 16 year old chaos gremlin with ADHD. He does not look 16 but actors in American dramas pretending to be teenagers also do not look 16 so we’ll let that go. He is with his adopted brother (also 16ish, but younger than Wei Wuxian) Jiang Cheng, and his adopted older sister, Jiang Yanli (probably about 6 years older).

Oh, right. Names. Most characters have two names, a birth name and a ‘courtesy’ name which is a fancy name they get when they’re old enough to get their swords and stuff. They also have titles. For the sake of not driving y’all crazy, I will choose the most commonly used name for the character and stick with it, and then give you a chart at the end so you’ll understand fanfiction.

Wei Wuxian and his siblings are headed to Sword Wizard School in Gusu, hosted by the Lan sect. Wei Wuxian is clearly planning to Be Himself during these lectures, and Jiang Cheng does Not Approve. Jiang Cheng is obviously very serious and concerned with appearances, which makes sense because he is the sect heir. As an adopted son, Wei Wuxian can goof off; Jiang Cheng does not have that luxury. (Wei Wuxian is the son of two of Jiang Cheng’s father’s friends, who died when he was young. More on this later.) Jiang Cheng reminds Wei Wuxian and the other disciples that are with them that they are representing the Jiang sect and they should make a good impression.

They don’t think they can get to Cloud Recesses before dark so they get rooms at an inn.

ENTER A SNOB.

Jin Zixuan is the next fun character you’ll meet. He’s also 16 or thereabouts despite looking 24 at minimum. He is a sect heir to the Lanling Jin and he does not like being near or interacting with strangers. He pays the innkeeper to rent the whole inn and throw any other guests out. Is this a dick move? I’m trying to be unbiased here, so yes. Yes it is.

Wei Wuxian tries to flirt with a couple of Jin Zixuan’s retainers to get them to allow the Yunmeng siblings to stay, but Jin Zixuan decides to be a big jerk about it. Fun fact! Jin Zixuan is betrothed to Jiang Yanli! He is literally throwing his betrothed out of an inn so he doesn’t have to share a building with people. Wei Wuxian gets pissy and picks a fight with him but Jiang Yanli convinces him that he’s not worth it (although she is much nicer about it than any of us would be in her shoes), and they decide to head up to Cloud Recesses despite the time.

But alas! In their haste, they leave their invitation behind.

ENTER AN ICE PRINCE

As the Yunmeng trio try to talk their way past the gate, Lan Wangji arrives. Also 16, he is your classic stoic, repressed gay, and is the younger brother of the Lan Sect leader. With him are a bunch of Lan cultivators and a guy on a stretcher who is clearly in rough shape. The Lan cultivators carry him inside.

Wei Wuxian, pure of heart and dumb of ass, decides that this is a great time to try to talk his way through the gate, figuring that Lan Wangji, being an important person, can let them in. Lan Wangji reacts about how you would expect a stoic repressed gay would to a cute boy flirting with him for the first time: uses a silencing spell on him, tells him he’s absolutely not admitted without their invitation, and locks them out.

Jiang Cheng, who has spent the last 3 minutes desperately trying to get his brother to shut up before he gets them all in trouble, sends him back to town to find the invitation.

Int. Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

ENTER A SOFT MAN AND HIS EXTREMELY STARCHED UNCLE

Lan Xichen, the head of the Lan sect and Lan Wangji’s older brother, is studying the guy they brought in, with his uncle. Lan Xichen is young for a sect leader (he’s only 19 in the book but probably 24-25ish in the show) and his uncle advises him a lot of the time. The guy they brought is kind of dead but also kind of not. They say a bunch of stuff you won’t understand if you have not seen xianxia dramas before. It’s not really important.

Ext. Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

RE-ENTER THE GREMLIN

Wei Wuxian has come back with the invitation to find the rest of his sect no longer waiting outside and all of Cloud Recesses sealed by wards. “Wards are made to be broken,” he says, demonstrating a clear lack of understanding of their purpose. It’s a good thing he’s here for school.

He breaks in, carrying a couple jars of liquor, only to find Lan Wangji standing guard. Lan Wangji reprimands him for breaking important Lan sect rules like a) not breaking and entering, b) not coming in after dark, and c) bringing alcohol, which is forbidden. Wei Wuxian offers him one of the jars because he is 16 and stupid and for some reason thought a bribe was what this situation needed. Lan Wangji pulls a sword on him, which is definitely a reasonable response and not because he has his first boner and he’s angry about it.

They have a sword fight, basically to a draw. Lan Wangji drags him in to see Lan Xichen, who clearly thinks this is hilarious. Wei Wuxian blames everything on Jin Zixuan and Lan Wangji. He also says intelligent things about the not-a-corpse they’re examining, because the writers wanted us to know that he’s not a whole dumbass. Lan Xichen basically slaps him on the wrist, tells him to behave himself and sends him off to the guest house his siblings were given, and then teases Lan Wangji about Baby’s First Crush.

Ext, Nightless City [Qishan]

ENTER AN OVER THE TOP VILLAIN AND HIS HENCHMEN

Nightless City isn’t actually nightless. It’s just never dark there because it’s on top of a volcano, because that’s where all the cool villains live.

This is the home of the Qishan Wen, who are Obviously Evil from the Black Outfits, Volcano Lair, and Shuffling Zombies. Their leader is Wen Ruohan. His personality is that he is evil. He’s saying a bunch of stuff you won’t understand yet and then sends his Obnoxious Son Wen Chao off to look for something. He also sends Wen Qing, who is related to him somehow, presumably. She asks if she can bring her brother, Wen Ning, and Wen Ruohan says sure because all he cares about is Being Evil in his Zombie Volcano Lair.

Int, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

ENTER A SLACKER and his friend, EVERY RETAIL EMPLOYEE DEALING WITH A KAREN YOU’VE EVER MET.

They’re all at the first lecture, and there’s a ceremony where each visiting sect presents a gift to Lan Qiren (the uncle/teacher). I think we might see what the Jin give him but I don’t care. Right now we’re talking about Nie Huaisang, the younger brother of the sect leader of the Nie sect. He is baby. He has brought a bird to class for no reason other than that he caught it and thinks it’s cool. Presenting to the dour and stern Lan Qiren makes him nervous.

With him is Meng Yao. Unlike everyone else you’ve met so far, Meng Yao is not a member of the gentry. He is the son of the Jin sect leader and a prostitute. (Yes, this makes him Jin ‘I can’t breathe the same air as commoners’ Zixuan’s younger brother.) When he was old enough to do Sword Magic he went to the Jin sect and asked for admittance, and his father had him thrown down a set of 200 steps because his father is an Enormous Douche. (That’s not biased. Hating this dude is one of the few things everyone agrees on.) Then he went to the Nie sect, and they said, “Sure, you can come in, but you’re not really a disciple, mmkay?” and he said sure. But he has worked his way up to being the assistant to the sect leader which is a pretty important position for someone with his background.

Naturally, because Meng Yao is Not Like the Others, a few people take this opportunity to gossip and talk smack about him. Meng Yao is upset but tries not to look it. Lan Xichen takes a moment to reassure him, saying that the Nie sect leader had written to him about what a helpful and awesome assistant he had now, and that Meng Yao obviously lived up to it. Meng Yao immediately develops the world’s Most Obvious Crush Don’t @ Me You Would Too.

ENTER MR. OBNOXIOUS, AN IRON MAIDEN, and A PUPPY. Fortunately these are the last characters you’ll meet for a while.

The Wen sect shows up at the gates of Cloud Recesses like ‘what up, I got a big attitude and fuck you’. The gate dude tells them they can’t come in without an invitation, and Wen Chao attacks him because he was raised in a volcano and they go in anyway. With Wen Chao are Wen Qing and her brother, Wen Ning. They are actually pretty awesome, you just don’t know it yet.

Wen Chao busts in on the Saluting Ceremony just as Jiang Cheng is trying to present their gift, and immediately begins insulting everyone there. You should count yourself fortunate that you’re only reading this because Wen Chao is literally the most obnoxious character in this show. Anyway, Wei Wuxian decides to pick a fight with him even though this is *obviously* a stupid thing to do. (I love Wei Wuxian with my whole heart but he is so stupid at 16 lmao.) He calls Wen Chao out on interrupting Jiang Cheng. Wen Chao reacts completely rationally and calmly BAHAHA who am I kidding, he pulls his sword out. Everyone else pulls their swords out. Wen Qing looks like she has the world’s worst migraine.

Lan Xichen takes out his flute and plays eight seconds of music that makes everyone’s swords go flying into the ceiling. Had I mentioned how awesome Lan Xichen is? Because he is Awesome.

Wen Chao gets even more pissy but Wen Qing shuts him down, saying she and her brother are there for Sword Wizard School and she’s sorry her cousin is such an asshole. Lan Xichen tells them to ‘try to come on time’ tomorrow. Had I mentioned how awesome Lan Xichen is? It bears repeating.

Ext, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

Wei Wuxian is making fast friends with Nie Huaisang. They decide to go fishing in one of the streams. He sees Wen Qing sneaking around and asks what she’s doing there. She blows him off.

Meng Yao stops Lan Xichen and says goodbye to him. Lan Xichen asks why he’s leaving so soon, and Meng Yao says that he can’t actually stay for the lectures, since he’s only an assistant to the Nie sect, not a disciple. Lan Xichen tells him that Nie Mingjue (the head of the Nie sect) is just and honorable and will surely reward him for working so hard. They make heart eyes at each other for like a solid thirty seconds before Meng Yao manages to leave. I’m sorry, I’m trying to be unbiased. They gaze at each other longingly – no, shit, that’s still biased. They, uh, regard each other with mutual respect for thirty solid seconds and then Meng Yao leaves.

Meanwhile Jiang Cheng is Fretting about the fact that Wei Wuxian is Making a Bad Impression. He ain’t seen nothing yet. Jiang Yanli calms him down.

Wen Qing talks to her brother Wen Ning and is sad because he’s sick. She promises him that someday they’ll be able to leave Nightless City.

Int, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

Lan Qiren is lecturing. Wei Wuxian proposes some casual heresy. Lan Qiren gets mad and tells him to copy the Chapter of Conduct a thousand times, and throws him out of class. Jiang Cheng tries to crawl under his desk.

Instead of going to copy lines, Wei Wuxian wanders off and meets A PUPPY, ie Wen Ning. He is practicing his archery. Wei Wuxian proceeds to help him with his stance and Wen Ning looks like he just discovered his bisexuality. Wen Qing sees them together and is clearly not thrilled. Wei Wuxian asks her why she’s always wandering around the back hills of Cloud Recesses and asks if she’s looking for something. She tells him not to be stupid and leaves with her brother.

Lan Wangji drags Wei Wuxian back to the library for his punishment. Wei Wuxian proceeds to spend the next few hours doing Everything That Is Not That, which culminates in him exchanging Lan Wangji’s book for some porn when he’s not looking. Lan Wangji tears the porn up and tells him to piss off.

~romance~

Jiang Cheng: I hope you’re proud of yourself.

Wei Wuxian: I absolutely am.

They go back to their guest house. Wen Qing is there. She’s a doctor! Told you she was awesome. Jiang Yanli wasn’t feeling well and Wen Qing gave her some medicine. They talk about the fact that there aren’t lectures for a few days because Lan Qiren is off doing Official Stuff.

But there’s still fun to be had! There’s a water demon attacking people in the nearby town. Lan Xichen is worried that it’s serious and he’s going to go himself. Lan Wangji goes with him. Wei Wuxian asks if he and Jiang Cheng can go ‘get some practice’ as they fight lots of water demons in Yunmeng. Lan Xichen, remembering his brother’s obvious crush, says sure. Wen Ning wants to go too. So does Wen Qing. Lan Xichen suddenly feels like a chaperone on a field trip but says fine because he’s the cool older brother.

Wei Wuxian takes the opportunity to ask questions about the not-a-corpse from earlier. Lan Xichen politely tells him that’s it handled and not to worry about it. Wei Wuxian thinks there’s something he’s not telling him, and he mentions that to Lan Wangji, who agrees but won’t say so. Wei Wuxian can tell anyway because he’s learning to read Lan Wangji’s microexpressions.

They fight a water demon. Jiang Cheng gets injured and Wen Qing patches him up. He looks at her with puppy eyes. Some dumbass loses his sword in the water. Wen Ning tries to help him despite being uniquely unqualified to do so, and passes out. Wei Wuxian tries to rescue both of them, and Lan Wangji ends up rescuing all three of them despite clearly wanting to let the water demon eat them. Jiang Cheng buys a comb to give to Wen Qing but chickens out and doesn’t give it to her. Wei Wuxian deduces that Wen Ning’s illness is because of a previous bad experience with ghostly spirits or something, and gives Wen Qing a talisman to give to her brother that will help protect him from monsters. He says that no matter what she’s looking for at Cloud Recesses, he hopes the talisman will help Wen Ning.

Then he tries to buy Lan Wangji some fruit as a gift. Lan Wangji refuses to look at him. Lan Xichen starts mentally writing wedding invitations.

Ext. Nightless City [Qishan]

ENTER AN EDGELORD (sorry I forgot about him, in fact I think this happened earlier but the timing isn’t really important)

Meet Xue Yang. You have no idea who he is. Wen Ruohan is demanding he hand over something called yin iron. Xue Yang’s response to this is basically ‘choke me harder, Daddy’ and you’re left feeling vaguely disturbed.

Int. Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

It’s party time! Wei Wuxian smuggled some liquor back with him. He, Jiang Cheng, and Nie Huaisang get drunk. They give Jiang Cheng a hard time about his high standards for women.

Lan Wangji comes in like the hall monitor you hated in high school to break it up. Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang run away. Wei Wuxian uses a talisman on Lan Wangji to keep him from reporting them and make him take a drink of the alcohol. We all remind ourselves very firmly that he is only 16 and will do stupid shit, despite wanting to slap him. Lan Wangji has never had alcohol before and one drink makes him blackout drunk. Wei Wuxian has to babysit him for the rest of the night. Serves him right.

The next day, they’re all in trouble, even Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian tries to tell Lan Qiren that it’s not Lan Wangji’s fault, but Lan Wangji accepts his punishment anyway. They get hit with a stick a bunch of times.

Lan Wangji goes to recuperate in the cold springs. Lan Xichen, the world’s biggest troll, sends Wei Wuxian to do the same. Lan Wangji nearly has an aneurysm when Wei Wuxian tries to start taking his clothes off.

ENTER THE PLOT

They get pulled underwater and end up in a cave. It’s a magic cave where only members of the Lan clan are allowed to be. To keep the cave from killing him, Lan Wangji wraps his Magic Forehead Ribbon around Wei Wuxian’s wrist. This is the same magic forehead ribbon he told Wei Wuxian ten episode minutes ago that only parents, spouses, and children are allowed to touch. Draw what conclusions you will.

There’s a ghostly lady in the cave who is Lan Wangji’s ancestor. She tells them Evil Is Abroad. A long time ago a dude named Xue Chonghai took a bunch of pieces of metal and filled them full of evil energy. Everyone banded together and killed him, but the metal couldn’t be completely destroyed, so it was split into ‘the cardinal directions’ and then sealed and hidden. Ah ha! This is what Wen Ruohan is looking for! It’s called Evil MacGuffin yin iron.

Wei Wuxian says if it’s so powerful, why don’t they use it to fight back? Ghost lady says she tried that but it’s too evil and it doesn’t work. She gives them the piece that was sealed in the cave and tells them to go fight evil together. Lan Wangji is glad it’s too cold to have a boner.

Except then she throws them out of the cave and onto dry land and Wei Wuxian lands on top of him and he definitely gets one from that. Sorry, Lan Wangji, I don’t make the rules.

They’ve been missing for two days and everyone is really upset, especially Jiang Cheng, who thinks Wei Wuxian was just goofing off.

Lan Xichen takes the piece of yin iron they got in the cave and seals it in a pouch. They discuss the fact that Wen Ruohan is clearly collecting the pieces of yin iron and this is Bad News Bears. The yin iron will respond to other pieces of yin iron so they decide they should use the piece they have to locate the other pieces.

But first, classes are over! Despite the fact that each of these events has led seamlessly into the next and it seems like they’ve been there a week, they’ve actually been there six months. If you dealt with the Teen Wolf ‘timeline’ I assume you can deal with that lmao.

There’s a lantern-lighting ceremony to celebrate. Wei Wuxian paints a rabbit on his lantern because there were a bunch of rabbits in the cave and Lan Wangji clearly likes rabbits. This makes Lan Wangji smile for the first time. They all light their lanterns and make a wish.

Wei Wuxian wishes he can stand with justice and live without regrets. Lan Wangji looks at him like he’s about to propose. Wen Qing wishes she could protect her little brother and that he’ll always be safe. Jiang Cheng looks at her like he’s about to propose. Nie Huaisang wishes he can pass his classes and get the hell out of high school. Truly, the most relatable.

But the moment is ruined because people start teasing Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli, asking why they didn’t light a lantern together and wish for a happy marriage. Jin Zixuan, the paragon of reacting reasonably to things, storms off. He tells his sect members he doesn’t want to hear about the marriage and they should stop bringing it up. Wei Wuxian overhears and they get into a fight. Jiang Yanli manages to get Wei Wuxian to back off.

The next day, Wei Wuxian is being punished for punching a jerk in the face. He is kneeling on the rocks of the courtyard. But he’s already gotten distracted because there’s an anthill and he has ADHD. Lan Wangji calls him ‘unteachable’ and stomps off, clearly mad at his boner like usual.

Because this is kind of important, the two sect leaders have showed up to hash it out. Jiang Yanli’s dad says ‘listen, if your son doesn’t want to marry my daughter, we shouldn’t force him’. Jin Zixuan’s dad says, ‘kids are stupid and they don’t know what they want’. Jiang Yanli’s dad says, ‘well I absolutely agree your son is stupid but he’s being a jerk to my daughter so why don’t we politely call this off before something happens that makes one of us impolitely call it off’, and Jin Zixuan’s dad agrees. Jiang Yanli is upset, although why she actually wanted to marry Jin Zixuan is beyond everyone involved, including the audience. Then again it can’t be easy to hear that some dude who has barely even met you has decided you’re not good enough for him.

Meanwhile, Wei Wuxian sees Lan Xichen telling Lan Wangji ‘be careful’ and correctly deduces that Lan Wangji is leaving with the yin iron to try to find the other pieces, while Lan Xichen stays behind to protect Cloud Recesses since the Wen sect thinks it’s still there. He leaves a note that says ‘gone monster hunting, meet you back at home!’ Jiang Cheng nearly has an aneurysm, especially when his dad is like ‘lmao that kid is such a dumbass’.

~end Sword Wizard School~

okay, guys, what did you think? was this helpful? could you follow it? was it at least vaguely entertaining? should I keep going?

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Headcanons for the Yandere! Dorm leaders throwing a birthday party for f!MC since is her first birthday in Twisted Wonderland and at the end of the party she kiss them on their cheek and telling them that their the best friend she could ever ask for (she doesn't know that their yandere for them). You are the best writer ❤️

warnings: general yandere themes

riddle rosehearts

riddle is... so conflicted

he’s been tossing and turning every night, trying to push down the dark and honestly just wrong, evil emotions he feels when he sees his crush- even during the party, it’s difficult to not snap at others when they get too close...

in one hand, getting a kiss from them makes him melt. riddle has received so little physical affection in his life, that having someone he loves so so so much kiss his cheek is absolute paradise

and then... he’s suddenly sent back to earth. ah. a friend- of course. he clenches his fists and just goes silent. logically, he understands: he hasn’t confessed, but...

it’s clear to everyone riddle just leaves in a foul mood after that, but everyone chalks it up to him being flustered from the kiss. little do they all know, he’s trying his best to not blow up; DOESN’T SHE GET IT?! he set up this whole party for them, the best party she’d ever have- he got them a beautiful gift, so why...! DOESN’T SHE REALIZE?! he isn’t trying to befriend them; he wants their heart...!

from then on, riddle will begin to be much more clear with his intentions. he’ll act almost as if he was already dating his crush, intimidating heartslabyul students (and other dorms’ students if he has to) from getting too close, monopolizing their time with tea parties and such; and when he confesses, he better hear a yes, or he might have a “little outburst”

leona kingscholar

leona can’t even believe he put the effort into this- personally, he’d be pissed if for his birthday, someone tried to pull all the celebrations his dorm had set up (with his help), but... well, seeing his crush having fun and enjoying the traditional afterglow savannah-style celebration makes it almost worth it

of course, everyone is on their best behaviour. even dancing or goofing off, it’s clear the usually rowdy and enthusiastic savanaclaw students are keeping their distance from the special guest

... because they’d been thoroughly warned by leona to not try any shit. his crush is his, his prey, his target; leona isn’t very subtle about it at all, not with his flirting and teasing

which makes it all the more infuriating when his little herbivore presses a kiss to his cheek and then calls him a friend

leona has no hesitation in growling and pressing them against his chest, face inches away from them, even as he watches them panic and ask what’s going on

does she think he’d go through all of this for just anyone, huh? he could be resting now, but instead he chose to go through all the trouble to set up a birthday party of all things- are herbivores really that dense?

he has no shame on just kissing them right then and there, whether they want to or not. it’s not like anyone from his dorm is going to intervene: they’ve been all thoroughly warned to not get between a lion and his prey- and leona’s got his prey right in his hands

azul ashengrotto

azul has been doing all he can to not fuck this up. he knows that every time he hangs out with his new best friend he acts a bit odd- bits and pieces of his smooth attitude broken by the swirling emotions in his chest, the desire to just take them and hide them away that he can’t seem to push away...

he’s more than happy to celebrate their birthday in the monstro lounge. really, he’ll make it their best birthday! azul has no shame in hooking some poor souls into contracts so they have to work to decorate the lounge from top to bottom just for his crush’s birthday

... so why.... why... after all his effort- not just now, but all the effort he’s put into making himself look like the best possible option... is he being pushed back to being a friend...?

even though azul has become quite good at masking sadness over the years, it’s clear that after his crush says that, he’s... not right. he’ll end up leaving early to just bawl, reduced to a crybaby octopus again

oh, but once he’s gotten all those tears out, azul will steel himself. he has to take a different approach, it seems- his passive and friendly role isn’t working, is it?

so maybe it’s time he takes a more forceful approach to this budding relationship. the people up here in the land do say ‘love blooms in adversity’, don’t they? he’s sure his darling will come around; he just has to be... a bit more persuasive, hook them in and keep them to himself

kalim al-asim

is it truly kalim if he’s not throwing a party? kalim spares no expenses for his crush’s birthday party- parades of elephants and dancers, live entertainment, cooks from all over the world, the finest ingredients money can buy; not to mention the gifts, things so expensive they’re worth more than the entire contents of the scarabia’s treasury

although others see kalim as a kind but ultimately airheaded boy, they’d be impressed at how good he’s at just... hiding his feelings. he’s been through a lot in his life- poisoning attempts, kidnappings, threats of assassination... so something as silly as hiding his crush on his close friend?

he can do that with his hands tied! besides, he’s a naturally affectionate guy, so nobody really suspects anything when he acts a bit romantically to his crush- not even his crush realizes

kalim’s joy over being kissed on the cheek is crushed slightly when the words “you’re the best friend i could ask for” sink in- although that’s not enough to crush his spirit

friends... well, that’s something! all relationships have to start somewhere, right...? he just needs to make his intentions clearer! kalim is sure he’s in love; that’s what that swirling, dark emotion in his chest is, right? those impulses telling him to keep his darling, to lock them away like the finest treasure- to take, take what he wants with no regards for anyone else...

his crush better be ready, because after this, kalim will become quite... forceful. he isn’t used to having something he wants that he cannot just immediately have- and he wants his crush to be his, entirely his

vil schoenheit

a party planned by vil is, in essence, the fanciest and prettiest party one will ever see. pomefiore is already like an old french castle, perfectly maintained and filled to the brim with beautiful people, all doing exactly as vil says

he’s known for a while that he’s in love with the odd magicless student- at first, he was aghast. how could he fall for such a lost and weak little potato?! but every second he spent with his crush, he could feel it; potential, beauty... already so precious, it almost sparked jealousy in him- he needs to make that beauty and potential bloom, and he’ll make it happen- he’ll turn that little potato into his own beautiful porcelain doll

when vil is kissed on the cheek, he doesn’t even have time to bitch about his concealer- the words are ringing in his ears. so... he’s the best friend one could ask for...?

vil feels like screaming in rage, but he allows the party to end peacefully and bids his crush goodbye- although it’s clear rook can tell that the queen of pomefiore is about to have a drama fit once the doors are closed

vil is outraged. how dare- how dare the one he loves not see his beauty?! friendship isn’t what he is aiming for: he needs more than friendship, he needs love, he needs for his beloved to be desperately in love with him too...! he feels like an idiot, pining for someone who claims to see him as a friend- and he hates it

he knows that everything requires effort. there’s no cheat to be instantly beautiful or smart; everything he has, he’s worked painstakingly hard for. but.... but- he’s worked so hard- so, so hard...! so he sees no problem in taking what some would see as the easy route

the next time he offers his crush a smoothie, he’s barely able to hold back his smirk; let’s see if he’s still “the best friend ever” once there’s potent and fast acting love potion brewed by himself coursing through his beloved’s body

idia shroud

admittedly, he thinks the party is a little shitty. it’s just him and ortho and his crush, playing board games and videogames. he’s... more than ashamed he couldn’t set up a real party, but... the thought of filling the ignihyde common room with all of the socially awkward ignihyde students and some loud people from outside, the crowds, the- agh!

having his crush so close is... almost difficult to handle for him

his heart keeps screaming out at him, the impulse to hold his beloved in his arms, to hug, to kiss, close the locks in his room- it’s not like a magicless student really needs to be attending classes...! he can- he can keep his crush in his room, all to himself-

it’s just... so hard to hold back all those emotions. they’re wrong, he’s a freak for thinking that, and he knows it, and yet... he can’t stop thinking about how much he wants to just keep his crush in, to shower his beloved with all the heartachingly sweet love he can barely hold back

a kiss on the cheek sends him into a frenzy. that’s- he’s...! idia barely has contact with other people; one little kiss is enough to send him into overdrive

........ but then....... he’s pushed back....

friendship... he thinks he should be happy- his crush thinks he’s an amazing friend! not a freak or a weirdo! but that’s... no, it’s not enough. the greedy little voice in his heart keeps whispering darkly; friendship isn’t nearly enough, is it? he wants more; he wants to claim his crush as his, to own, to keep...

even after this, though, idia will take awhile to truly make a move. he’s terribly scared he’ll fuck up and scare his crush away; his heart couldn’t possibly take that. instead, he’ll keep organizing videogame nights, bringing his crush to his room, doing his best to grow closer to her

... and one day, he simply won’t let her go

malleus draconia

even though malleus might try to keep acting somber and dark, it’s clear to everyone the dark fae is over the moon planning a birthday party for his friend. it’s understandable; malleus has four friends, three of which are technically his guards.

lilia and silver can probably tell malleus has a crush on the human he hosts the party for quite easily; with how he trails after her like a lost puppy, trying to get her attention and such. they make sure sebek doesn’t get in the way

when the party’s ending and he receives a kiss on the cheek, malleus feels like he might accidentally set something on fire. he’s never- he’s never been kissed before (not counting goodnight forehead kisses from lilia back when he was a baby); he feels like in his absolute joy he might let magic lose

however... malleus heart shrivels at being called a friend. even when the party ends and his crush goes back to her dorm, he can’t find peace- he tells himself he should be happy, and yet...!

malleus doesn’t want to consult lilia on this matter. he feels... childish and immature- but the emotions lurking in him are nothing of the sort. his draconic instincts tell him to keep, to take his beloved and keep them in his hoard; mixing the desire to possess with the desire to love

he’ll begin to drop hints at something darker going on from there on every time he meets with his friend. they’re vague enough that she won’t realize what he’s talking about- but he means every word he says

to his crush, it might feel like his confession comes out of nowhere- it’s just another of their nightly walks, nothing out of the usual, other than the fact the tall fae has just confessed his undying love to them. it’s... sudden, it’s too intense, but... in the end, they better say yes; after all, malleus is set on his decision- they’re his, and he’ll make them see he won’t stand to being seen as just a friend.

#yandere #yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #Anonymous

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