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hyeque · 2 years

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strawberry shortcake [tsukishima kei][nsfw]

synopsis: you let kei act out his wildest fantasies for his birthday

warnings: manhandling, cunninglius, food play, breast worship, kei being a dick (wow), mild hair pulling, choking

notes: this isn't as long due to time constraints (update: i lied, at the time i wrote this it wasn't but now it is), but it would be illegal for me not to write anything for my tsukkipoo's bday, so happy bday to one of like 4 of my main 2D husbands 🫶🏾💗 honestly i don’t know what this is

word count: 3.6kei

tsukishima never really considered his birthday to be a big deal, but when adding you to the equation, the man definitely can't lie and say he doesn't look forward to the occasion now.

from the minute it was midnight, you had made it everyone's—including kei's—personal problem that it was his birthday. with the way you got ecstatic about it, it's hard to be convinced that it's not your birthday.

tsukishima never bothered with asking you about plans, because every time he does, you never say. no matter how hard he pries or tries to bait you, you don't give in. it's irritating but admirable, he must admit.

so as he heads home that day from work (because adult mundane things don't stop for your birthday, of course) he's not sure what to expect. he had gotten a ton of messages from his team group insinuating you'll give him the best birthday sex ever, but he never really is one to entertain locker room talk persay. and even more truthfully, all of his lewd thoughts about you should only be reserved for him and him only.

he doesn't hear or see you when coming into your shared apartment. after calling out for you, he only hears small giggles from your shared bedroom and makes his way there.

to say he is pleasantly surprised is an understatement. throughout all the birthday messages and well wishes he'd gotten earlier today, he couldn't stop focusing on the meaning of your words from before he left that morning. a, "i look forward to seeing you later" and that was it. he will admit he was a bit grumpy you hadn't texted him throughout his day.

but he forgets all of that and nearly drops his work phone out of his hands when seeing the sight in front of him.

"happy birthday, kei."

you sit on the bed, naked and with nothing but two wrapped presents on your lap. a red ribbon adorns your neck, implying you're also a gift. on a tray only about a foot away from you is strawberry shortcake made just for him, along with his favorite meal (not you, specifically actual food—sorry to disappoint the audience).

if he were a horny and uncontrollable animal like his teammates, he'd send a picture of you joking about how right they all were, but he doesn't feel like it. he knows the scratch marks you'll put on his back will make up for everything he doesn't say to his team now.

it's silent as he stares at you and you start to feel small under his gaze. and unfortunately...he's not your normal everyday boyfriend. he's prickly and sometimes he shouldn't say things he doesn't mean, but he can't help himself sometimes. he doesn't always like to grant you the reactions you're hoping for immediately. sometimes he does things just to rile you up.

"you really think that just having sex with you would suffice as a good birthday present?" he asks, pushing his frames up his face. he moves so he's sitting on the bed in front of you, calculating eyes not letting you see more of his emotions than he wants.

you frown, rolling your eyes. not a hi, not a hello. nothing. "and you're saying it won't?"

kei knows his sharp tongue can easily get him in more trouble, and believe me, reader, when i say the last thing he wants to do—especially in this moment—is make you upset.

you slam down both presents in front of him, distracting him from his thoughts. "in case your thick head didn't know, i still got you an actual present."

once examining the gift you got him, his eyes soften as it was something he briefly mentioned once awhile ago. he didn't even think you remembered. the second gift was a framed photo of the two of you from your first ever date. you both were a little bit more shy and awkward then, but the memories it holds outweighed any of that.

he becomes quiet, feeling the heat from his face become scorching hot before he looks down at you with soft eyes now.

"thank you. i really appreciate it." he squeezes your hand three times before leaning down and placing a chaste kiss to your lips. your anger from earlier slightly subsides but you still feel slightly embarrassed and move to get up and change into clothes.

kei blocks you, a smirk creeps to his face. "but...i really appreciate you more..." he yanks you by the leg, pulling your body towards the edge of the bed.

"w-what are you doing?" you squeal, looking up at him with widened eyes.

"having dessert." he answers, his eyes focused on your glistening folds. his mouth is drooling at this point.

you try to speak but nothing but sputters come out of your mouth. "h-hey mister, your dessert is over—" you're cut off by a surprise moan escaping you as kei wraps his mouth over your lower region, all thoughts of a smart reply gone from your mind.

"one—it's sir to you, and two—for the record, you taste better than any strawberry shortcake, shortcake." he grins, moving to lap at your cunt again.

your mouth drops open into a gasp, and you move your hips back against his face shamelessly. "y-you said you didn't want sex as a present."

he tsks, rolling his eyes. "i didn't say that. i simply asked you a question earlier. which then, if you were my only gift"—he smacks the fat of your ass playfully, making you yelp—"i'd be stupid not to be grateful."

'damn right', you want to say, but settle on, "y-you're so...irritating..." you huff, fingers digging into the bedsheets as he laves over your insides like a starved man.

"hey—you're supposed to be nice to me, it's my birthday." he taunts, smirk gracing his (annoyingly) handsome face.

"i'll be nice to you alright—" you whine once the feeling of his fingers come into play, "god—you—" your words become choked up as two thick digits move inside of you.

"kei is just fine," he smiles, ravishing in the squelching mess that is your cunt. the sounds and smell of you are driving him absolutely insane, but he doesn't want you to know that just yet.

your legs are trembling and you both hate and love how easy it is for him to get you like this. your skin is covered with a thin layer of sweat and you whimper, looking up at your boyfriend in awe. he's removed his glasses and his hair is disheveled from a long day at work. you didn't know it was possible for someone to be this hot while eating you out.

and so it doesn't take long before your release approaches and you're shudder with euphoria as you decline from your high.

"good girl," he hums, pleased with you cumming all over his face.

tsukishima's large hands toy with the ribbon around your neck. you recognize the calculating look in his eyes and shiver, wondering what he's thinking.

"since you're my present, i get to do whatever i want with you, right?" he asks, his golden brown eyes meeting yours.

"y-yes..." you stutter, hands resting uncertainly on his broad shoulders. he senses your nervousness and only leans down to kiss you. you sigh, leaning into him, body practically straddling him. you grind up against his thigh, your cunt rubbing deliciously over the hard muscle.

"dirty girl..." he grunts, shoving his thigh further against you. he knows you must be soaking wet down there. he'll worry about his pants and dry cleaning later.

"kei..." you murmur, resting your head on his shoulder. your hands pull at his sweater, "off, take this off."

"didn't know you were in position to make such demands..." he tsks, leaning back to take off the sweater. you never get tired of seeing him. of how lean and toned he is. his porcelain skin is going be tainted by the time you're done with him tonight.

moving over tsukishima wordlessly, you kiss down his jaw and neck, nipping and biting playfully at the skin. you run your hands over his chest and stomach, admiring the refined muscle and how it ripples under your touch. soft moans leave him and his skin flushes a rose pink. he tugs you off, laying you back on the sheets.

his eyes move and land on the strawberry shortcake and he—much to your dismay—grabs a glob with his bare hand. before you can complain about your ruined masterpiece, he looks to you with a glint in his eyes.

"i knew this cake was missing something..." he murmurs as he smears the food onto your breasts and stomach, "one ingredient that's rare, and only available to one person."

you feel your face burn as he looks at you mischievously.

pinching your cheek with his clean hand he coos, "i'm so lucky i don't have to share that ingredient with anyone else, aren't i?"

"i'm going to be all sticky after this," you whine, grimacing from the thought.

"sure, but it won't be from the cake." kei quips, making you slap his chest.

the hand you use to hit him is easily pinned to the bed. he laves his mouth along your neck, sucking up the cake into his mouth. you gasp quietly, feeling his teeth nip playfully at your skin every now and then.

"fuck, kei..." you whimper.

"i think this is a much more efficient way to eat, don't you agree?" he hums mouth moving down to your collarbone. the marks left behind from his handiwork please him but make him all the more greedy at the same time. "every part of your body is sweet just like this cake."

you whimper, arching your back up into him as the tender skin of your breasts is sucked on, his mouth not hesitating to leave bruises in his path. with the way he kisses and licks your skin, you truly feel worshipped. especially when he makes it his agenda to kiss every square inch of you. he ends his ministrations with kisses on your cunt, causing you to jerk from sensitivity of cumming earlier.

"don't think i can go back to eating strawberry shortcake normally after that." he admits and you laugh before sitting up.

you crawl to the tent in his pants, hands moving to undo his belt but hear a sound of displeasure.

"no time." he swat your hand away from his crotch. you pout until he pulls himself out from his confines, his cock slapping his stomach as he steps out of his pants and boxers.

he's leaking an evident amount of pre and you wonder what universe you had to be put in to not be able to suck him off in this moment.

he kneels between your body, stroking himself but making no urgent move to line up with your hole. he seems to enjoy your squirming and smirks at the look of frustration on your face.

"you look hot when you're desperate like this." he says, gripping himself just a little tighter at how vulnerable you look before him.

your body jerks when you feel the head of his cock brush against your cunt. the feeling dissolves but then he repeats the same motion again.

"kei i swear if you don't put it in—"

"then what?" he challenges, only running his tip over your folds once more.

"is it really a crime to want to see you cry for my cock?" he asks, slapping his shaft against you. "it's my birthday so you have to do as i say now. so tell me how much you want it."

when he's met with silence, he raises a brow, wondering why you aren't speaking. "did you not hear me? or are you already too dumb to speak? i haven't even fucked you yet."

his large hand slides up to the column of your throat and a gasp of surprise leaves you. "you're acting kind of bratty right now, and i don't like it. i don't even think you deserve my cock."

you protest, "wait! please! i—"

he taps his chin, "but that's a problem for both of us, isn't it?" he grunts, probing his tip at your entrance, pressing the tip in, but not moving any further. one move and you could have him inside of you easily, but you don't dare defy him. he'll just get more upset.

he continues, "because you won't believe how badly i want to be buried in this tight cunt. but i could just fuck my fist or your mouth and call it a day—"

"n-no! i don't want that!" you blurt.

he grabs your jaw, a stern look on his face. "this isn't about what you want, baby. it's about listening and behaving to what i want. now what do you say?"

your head bows and shame swallows you whole. "please, sir. please fuck me like you mean it."

the look on kei's face suggests that he isn't exactly pleased, and the click of his tongue confirms. "i think you can beg better than that, shortcake. you've cried harder over cuddling* than getting fucked."

"that's not—" you bite your lip when his glare falls on you, "sir please! i promise i'll be good! i'll do everything you say, i swear!"

call him a sadist but it isn't until he sees tears brimming your eyes does he fully sheath himself into. the motion makes you gasp, and your voice is suddenly lost due to the feeling of him.

"see, now this, is a birthday gift." he says, breathing shaking as your insides envelope him. you always invite him in so easily, that's how he knows his cock is made for you, and your cunt is made for him.

"k-kei..." you stutter, the fullness making your senses heightened.

"always feel like i'm celebrating something when i'm in you." he huffs, his face flush as he squeezes his eyes shut. "god, you always feel too good..."

the slow clap of his hefty balls against your ass begins to fill the room. he thinks you look pretty with the look of ecstasy on your face right now as his cock hits all of the parts of you that make your toes curl.

"creaming all over my cock like this, you might be the best present i've ever had." he grunts, moving his hand to play with your clit. "so pretty like this..."

and just like he knows, your nails dig into his back, gently but thoroughly scraping at his skin as he pounds into you. it takes everything in him to not cum right there and then. you find yourself babbling his name, chanting it and telling him how good he feels.

his mouth is moving over all parts of you to taste and lick the cake he missed from before. he groans something about you tasting sweeter today especially.

you don't get a chance to warn kei about your creeping orgasm, and just lock your legs around him as it all comes crashing down over you. he groans, nearly losing his composure as your cunt milks him. he swears before pulling out of you, flipping the two of you so that your body is on top of him.

"be a good present and ride me." he says, smacking your ass.

you waste no time and scramble to adjust yourself. your legs are still trembling when you sink back down on him but you can careless. you both groan, stilling for a moment, as you stare at each other. he laces his hand with yours and squeezes it again.

once accommodating the full and new feeling from the angle you're at, you slowly move on him.

"oh fuck." he hisses, head falling back against the pillows. you place your hands on his thighs before leaning back and bouncing yourself. his hands move over you, whispering words of affection and marveling you in his own quiet and loving way.

"god look at you," kei breathes, staring up at you like you're an angel descended from heaven. his mouth falls open slightly and soft moans escape as he watches you.

"always look so fucking beautiful when you ride me like this." he continues, conflicted on if he should lay back and view you or shove his face between his (yes, his because everything about you is his) tits.

as infuriating kei tsukishima can be, there's never a time that he doesn't make you feel so loved, and full of worth and praise. albeit these moments are shared more privately, but you won't trade the image of his half lidded eyes, flush face, and lovesick expression for anything else.

he decides to lay back and is pleasantly surprised when you lean over him anyways, offering the best view of your tits in his face. his large hands move to knead and play with them, then making you shudder and cry out of pleasure when he sucks on them.

"k-kei..." you breathe, voice caught in your throat as you grind down on him, flipping between that and bouncing on his cock. it's almost like your body is possessed in a way. he knows and you know just how cock hungry this man can make you and how your mind resorts to mush.

kei would get on his knees and thank the gods right now if he could just from seeing the sight of you so focused to getting yourself and him off with his dick. and he doesn't want to have it any other kind of way. there's a strange satisfying feeling to being used and he's not opposed to it.

"does it feel good, baby? does my cock make you feel this good? tell me." he ghosts his hands over your hips and groans, watching the sinful way that they move.

"f-fuck, feels so good, kei! i love sitting on your cock!" you whine, tears brimming your eyes. tsukishima feels himself throb in you before moaning again, not caring how desperate he sounds.

"yes, keep fucking me like this, don't stop." he gasps, trying his best to keep his hands from grabbing your hips and fucking up into you how he likes.

he can feel his resolve crumble as he approaches his high. "you're going to let me cum inside you, yeah? like the dirty girl that you are?" he smacks your ass, making you clench sinfully and deliciously on him.

you nod rapidly, nails digging into his ravished porcelain skin. "fuck yes, kei, i want all of it. cum inside of me, please!"

he grins, your whining riling him up as he pounds into you harder. he flips you over again and your legs are thrown over his shoulder and your body pinned down on the bed. everything is so loud and messy, but he's too hyper focused on filling you up to care.

"shit, fuck, i'm gonna cum. i'm going to fill you up so fucking full." he yanks you by your hair and kisses all down your neck. by his erratic breathing you know he's at his peak.

"kei, i'm—!" you gasp, your third orgasm seizing you as your cunt clamps down on him.

"ha—" he chokes, hips stilling and back shuddering as the dam inside of him breaks. the most lewd groan escapes him and you clench harder when feeling the warm of his cum spill into you. the throbbing from him evident as his balls fully empty themselves into you.

barely catching your breath, you reach up and kiss him. his mouth tastes like the cake you made him and you feel your face burn as you taste a hint of yourself as well.

your start to move yourself off of him and he grunts out of displeasure.

"not yet. just want to be in you for a bit longer." he says, hands gripping your hips tightly.

"okay." you respond, leaning down to kiss his face, neck, and collarbone. he shivers at your touch and you feel his cock twitch inside of you once more.

"you're going to start something you can't finish." he complains, pinching your side to get you to stop.

you laugh, hiding your face in his necks. "whatever you say. so...how was your birthday present?"

"i loved it. i'm going to put the photo on my desk at work." he answers, smirking as you bite his ear in warning.

"not that present, dummy." you sit up before gesturing to the bow around your neck.

tsukishima hums, his hand resting on your neck before looking at you.

"absolutely irreplaceable. i couldn't have asked for anything better, and i'm feeling incredibly lucky.

"well i'm glad, birthday boy," your eyes fall back on the food. "are you hungry? do you want more cake?"

"no...but speaking of cake, i just realized something." tsukishima says, playing with your fingers.

you tilt your head. "what?"

"your pussy always tastes the sweetest when i'm dripping out of it." he smiles.

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peachy-wolfhard · 2 months

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dating yuta okkotsu

a/n: wowzers more than one post a year??? also HAPPY BDAY YUTA LUB U BABYBOY

Warnings: swearing, sims death, yuta gets elbowed accidentally, a little angst

Word Count: 823

My literal bf

He's so in love

Heart eyes whenever someone even slightly mentions you

Yuta will be talking to someone and if they slightly mention something you like he starts rambling about how amazing you are and how much he loves you while blushing and borderline giggling and kicking his feet

He's so sticky too like anything you do he's right there like a shadow

Yuta is also really quiet when he is being your shadow so 99% of the time he ends up scaring you when you turn around

One time after a mission, you're nerves were still on edge and Yuta just happened to walk behind you and ended up getting an elbow to the eye (Rika beat ur ass sorry)

Yuta isn't that big of a gamer himself but he LOVES to watch you play the sims, especially if you made you and him

Speaking of the Sims ! Whenever Yuta is away for missions you always update him about what's going on

hi yu! Update ab our sims…OUR SON DIED HE DIED IN A FIRE IM SO SAD!!!!!! BUT ITS OK WE CAN MAKE A NEW ONE ;) wink wink anyway we moved to a farm and ITS HAUNTED. ok bye bye baby ilysm MWAH

VOICE MESSAGES!! Yuta can't get enough of them he loves sending them to you and he loves when you send them

yuta

“Hi honey, I just saw a really cute cat that reminded me of you. I swear it looked almost one hundred percent like you, not even joking…ok i gotta go bye i love you!”

Facetimes are another thing that is pretty regular. Its either you walking around campus showing him to all your friends or him show you around wherever he is

“Yuta, look at these freaks. They’re going crazy without you here…me too honestly”

“I know I'm losing my mind not being around you guys but especially you.”

Another thing he loves is sending random pictures to each other

*picture of yuta being cute*

y/n

OMG IM SOBBING MWAH MWAH IM GONNA EAT U I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND

*picture of you doing something*

yuta

Cries sobs screams throws up I MISS UUUUUUUUUU <333333 :333

ONE LAST THING

Yuta barely uses emojis, he's an emoticon boy :3

He always brings you presents back from wherever they send him

There's always a big dramatic reunion when he returns. Running into each other's arms, fake loud crying, one of you carrying the other (translation: you carrying Yuta) …the works

Nights after he gets home are very chill. Ordering take out and watching reality tv while just enjoying each other's company. Ending the night by cuddling each other to sleep

Yuta has a note in his notes app of EVERYTHING you like and dislike

Everytime you slightly mention something you like or dislike he makes a mental note to write it down

Even if he doesn't write something down, he memorized it. Remembers what kind of candy you like, what your favorite flowers are, your orders from take out and restaurants

While your guys relationship is lovely and amazing it does get hard sometimes with Yuta always being gone and you having missions and school

Going days without hearing from the other because the two of you are so stressed and busy then having to update each other all at once in one message then repeating the process

Trying to facetime each other but when he's in an entirely different timezone it's hard. You'll be almost asleep and his day is just starting

After a while it started to get to you, that your boyfriend was away for so long, you weren't able to see him, and when you were you had to prepare for him to leave just a few weeks after

Even though you were surrounded by your friends and teachers that love you, you felt so lonely

Finally you talked to him about it, about how all his traveling made you feel so alone and he agreed with you. That he too felt so alone (because most of the time he was) and that he just wanted to stay home for at least a year

Loves snuggling with you but only in private (Maki beat his ass)

Holds you so close at night to the point it feels like he's trying to get into your skin

Seems like the type to either wear minimal clothes to bed or pajama sets, no in between

Kicks the blankets off then curls up to you when he inevitably gets cold

Yes he's very sweet but he still likes to mess with you ESPECIALLY at night

His favorite thing to do is putting his cold hands or feet on you and asking “are my feet/hands cold”

ONE LAST THING

He 100% gets you guys those Lego roses so you can build them together

Overall he very much loves you and cant get enough of you

#yuta okkotsu x reader #yuta x reader #okkotsu x reader #okkotsu yuta x reader #jjk x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta x reader #yuuta okkotsu x you

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buffyromanoff · 11 months

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I dont know anything but I know I miss you

Highschool AU. Natasha Romanoff x reader

Inspired by the Taylor Swift song ''Betty'', requested by @robinandnat (hope u like it!)

Word count: 1063

Summary: School is over and so is y/n and Nat's relationship...or is it?

Warnings: Teen angst, FLUFF, happy ending

Did I make the right choice? Was it truly the best for both of us? Do I still love her? Countless questions raced through your mind, tormenting you as you tried to make sense of your actions. Tears streamed down your face as you hurried home, desperate to avoid anyone seeing you in such a pathetic state. Unfortunately, hiding seemed impossible.

Whispers filled the hallways, making it clear that you weren't very good at hiding your pain. Thank god today was the last day of school cause there was no way you could survive having everyone’s eyes on you.

Nat was everything you could have ever asked for. She had this incredible way of caring for you, making you laugh, and being so incredibly smart. And let's not forget how she'd always lend a helping hand with your homework. She was the kind of girlfriend who had your back no matter what. But deep down, you couldn't help but feel like a piece of crap. How could you break her heart like this? You kept telling yourself it was for her own good, but the question tormented you: Was it really?

Lately you've been going through a strange phase, and despite Nat's unwavering support, you pushed her away. It's tough to be in a relationship when you don't even know yourself well enough, so, you convinced yourself she'd be better off without you.

As the weeks went by, you couldn't shake the overwhelming feeling of missing her. You'd ask your mutual friends how she was doing, desperately seeking any news. At first, she was devastated, just like you, but somehow she managed to hold it together better than you did. Your closest friends couldn't fathom why you broke it up. "You and Nat were made for eachother y/n! You totally deserve her!" they'd say trying to lift up your confidence and self esteem. Little did they know, there was a secret you never shared, not even with Nat herself. It all started when you accidentally overheard her friends gossiping about you during lunch. They all agreed that you weren't up to Nat's level, and unfortunately, those words stabbed you in the heart.

Suddenly your phone rang. It was a text message from your mutual friend Wanda:

-I was at Nat’s today helping her set everything up for tonight and y/n……….she wouldn't shut up about you -

-Tonight? What are talking about? - You texted her, but Wanda was known for her late replies.

Your day went on as usual.

Summer used to be your favorite part of the year, but they were no fun without a lover.

Trying to distract yourself, you started the daunting task of tidying up your chaotic bedroom. This was your first real breakup and you were not handling it well.

As you were about to finish cleaning everything up, you found a neatly wrapped package.

What was in it? You had no clue. You opened it up and now everything made sense.

NATASHA’S BIRTHDAY PARTY!.

Months ago, you had tirelessly scoured every library in town looking for an old copy of a vintage book your then-girlfriend wanted but wasn't finding anywhere. You sighed. You were saving it for her birthday. How unfortunate.

Your phone buzzed: It was Wanda, finally:

-Bday party dummy. Dont tell me you forgot :/ she really misses you btw-

‘’Fuck it’’ you muttered. And without giving it much of a thought, you put on your best outfit and hopped on your skateboard, heading straight for the party.

When you passed by her house, you couldn't breathe. The house was packed with people- her friends, including those who believed you weren't right for her. What were you doing here!? Go back! Go back!- Nervousness took over your body, causing you to trip and fall off your skateboard. And of course, people laughed.

When you stood up, you saw Nat standing on the porch of her house, looking at you.

She appeared…happy?

‘y/n…I- what are you doing here?’’ she asked, attempting to hide her smile, yet her eyes sparkled with delight.

‘Happy birthday’’ you said, handing her the gift. The sheer joy on her face made you grin like a fool as she opened it.

"Oh my god! Where—how did you find it? Thank you, y/n...I don't know what to say’’.

"You’re welcome Natty’’. Wait- did you really just call her that? Who refers to their ex with a pet name?. "Well, um, have a good night, Nat." You reached for your skateboard, ready to make your exit, but she stopped you.

‘Wait!’’. She sounded desperate. ‘’You don't have to go, it doesn't have to be like this. I know you don't like me anymore but-’’ . She sniffled. ‘I miss you....please stay?’’.

Natasha didn't hate you. Natasha missed you. SHE MISSED YOU.

Your heart was racing, everyone was watching the scene and you knew there were only 2 ways this could end: You could walk away or…

In a bold move, you dropped your skateboard and, cupping her face in your hands, you kissed her.

The wooing noises and teasing remarks from her friends were making you so embarrassed but you didn't care. Nothing mattered. No one’s thoughts did. The only thing that mattered is that you loved Nat and she loved you.

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As the party came to an end, you found a quiet moment to sit down and have a heartfelt conversation with her.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice my friends saying those things, y/n," she expressed, clearly upset.

"What? Baby, no, it's not your fault," you reassured her, feeling the tears welling up in your eyes. "I was the one who closed off and failed to communicate what I was going through... and it led to hurting you."

"Okay, hold on, no crying on my birthday," Nat interrupted, laughing softly as she gently wiped away your tears. Leaning in, she pressed a sweet kiss against your cheek. "We're together now," she whispered, her arms wrapping you in a warm embrace. "Everything will be alright, sweetie."

You mumbled a response, your voice barely audible. "What was that, hon?" her eyes filled with curiosity. "Did you like my present then?" You said.

She nodded with a smile spreading across her face. "Yes, but I like this one even more," she confessed, tightening her embrace.

Oh, how you’d missed her.

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ultra-raging-ghost · 4 months

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I reached post limit so im gonna write this and save it for midnight to post later 🥰

-10:30 EST

Richas made a reference/mentioned outliving forever and bad started screaming and sobbing for a solid 2 minutes and then started talking about how no no forevers probably fine cucuruchos probably taking care of him, richas asked if thats what bad tells himself to sleep at night, if he just lies to himself and bad said yes! if all else fails, simply lie to yourself and push your true feelings down to make it through this meaningless existence :D and richas said "so if we said the sky is pink at all times a day and just lie to ourselves its ok?" and bad said yes, we already lie to ourselves all the time we just need to think about how much lying we accept :3

richas thinks dappers colorblind

bad said his chats british 😭

time to read books!

-10:40 EST

bad is making fun of us for being sad because of angst(/lh/j) and sang a brief song about us being sad and mentioned "the sun is gone" just to torment us over forever being gone. He also went f5 said something like “if you think it’s sad now… anyway..... spoilers!!" implying it will get even sadder!! (terrified)

oh theres a letter for bbh and forever :((( this might be sad now that forevers. in his place. chats crying

-10:50 EST

Bad is screaming and crying because forever will never be able to read his letter, hes literally head in hands screaming and crying and hes letting the TTS read it out

one of the qsmp purgatory programmers wrote bad a letter saying he was supposed to die more and bad said hes a bug tester at heart and richas is bullying bad because of how many bugs he found and exploited LMAO bad said he'll fudging do it again

-11:00 EST

bad found ANOTHER wall bug to glitch thru, hes insane

-11:10 EST

someone said the word forever and bad is reduced to shambles on the floor, hes crying and whining forevers name in tears and agony and he made the dying "bleh" sound like 4 times

also bad mentioned that as soon as its confirmed to the characters like in-character that max is dead theyre having a funeral for him, like bad as the grim reaper knows but he hasnt told anyone, nobodys aware of him being gone, >>>>also he was ominous and said he needed to shoot max a message oorp and refused to elaborate. what the fuck was that about badboyhalo? <<<<<

-11:30 EST

Bad and richas and pomme wanna make an elevator death trap and then call foolish over to trap/murder him <3 chat is advocating for this idea. chat also wants to see the museum, bad said yes!!! Museum time!

before that, bad is being ominously silent again and is texting off screen. that max comment earlier + this makes me worried. MOVING ON THO BC HES SINGING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RICHAS AND POMME GOT HIM A PRESENT FOR HIS BDAY!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICHAS!!!!! (in brazil time) The present is Honey cookies! because richas got covered in honey and used as bait while they were away LMAO

Bad was talking about the 1k snow golems prank and was wondering if the cleanup team would be upset or love that, and richas said "lets say im part of that tio" and bad is now saying richas will take 100% accountability for that and will clean all of it up by himself LMAOOOO richas placed down signs saying "NO TIO I NEVER SAID THAT!! I DIDNT" and bad read them out loud as "Yes tio i agree i did say that ill do it!"

oh god bads spamming richas signs everywhere this is gonna fucking lag everything LMAOOOO richas crashed and bad kept placing until he got bored and said "yessssss richas will get in so much trouble hahaha! messing with the server!!!! bad then said "Richas always comes back" in the FNAF voice, didnt need to know you were an even bigger nerd BBH but okay /aff

-11:40 EST

Pomme is dragging bbh around on a lasso and is trapping him somewhere <3333 theyre climbing up the big ben and bad is taking SO MUCH DAMAGE he has his auto eat on

he accidentally said the word "forever" again and started crying again, his chat is in shambles.

MUSEUM TIME!!!!!!

HELP THE FUCKING ADMINS INCLUDED A DRAWING OF BAD LITERALLY STUCK IN A PADDED ROOM BASED ON HIS TIME IN JAIL, RICHAS SAID "natural habitat"

>>>>>>bad's crying again, and being horny because of how "cute" forever looks in the fanart, but mostly crying<<<<<

pomme started bullying bad because he called forever cute LMAO

tinas on!!!!!

-11:50 EST

Bad's crying again over art of him and forever in the pool he made in forevers base, the admins want to hurt him specifically/j

"treasure the wholesome moments chat, for they are just dust in the wind" -BBH 2023

bad took his totems out of his offhand again :)

Bad's crying again over another image of him and forever!!

#liveblogging #qsmp

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subarashiihibi · 3 months

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hi... i'm feeling particularly hateful towards izaya rn and i found a few more of these bromides so i wanted to tl them so we can all make fun of him together<3

"I'm off to buy ingredients for hot pot. When it comes to hot pot, nothing beats eating it in the dark...♪" (Note: 闇鍋 is a type of hot pot that is actually eaten in the dark it's not just him being strange here (for once))

"Unhapppy birthday! Shizu-chan!! The most frightening day in all of history on Earth...

Here's to hoping this stupid event ends this year once and for all (^□^) - Izaya (born May 4th ❤)"

"Hey. How are you? (^□^)／ A Shinjuku without me is surely pretty boring, huh? There's bound to be a lot of interesting stuff happening in the future, so look forward to it ☆ - Orihara Izaya (°ε°)"

"Let's see... how can I mess with Shizu-chan today... ♪"

"Of course, you're coming as well. I'm looking forward to it (^□^)"

This is the shikishi from Shizuo's birthday set back in 2011, but Izaya writes something here for his bday too and it's made my blood boil ever since I read it so I'll put it here too.

"Happy birthday, Shizu-chan. I hope you'll continue to amuse me. Hurry up and die (^□^)"

He's so irritating...

(Sidenote he is the only person here who doesn't write their name. I suppose he doesn't really need to tho lol...)

My translations aren't perfect and I'm still not very good at JP→ENG so it might sound a little unnatural in some spots but I hope I could convey the general tone and message. Izaya likes using kaomojis and symbols a lot in his messages which is... really cute... (balling my hand into a fist and grimacing really hard) Izaya gap moe is such a powerful thing.

Regardless that's all the bromides I can find atm. If I find any more I'll reblog this post and add translations for them as well! Of course if anyone else finds some as well I'd love to tl them too . ^_^ Thank you !!!!! :333

#durarara!!#izaya orihara #i love to make fun of izaya i love to ridicule him #but it usually ends up failing cause the stuff i make fun of him for is actually really cute...#also i always thought it was really cute how curly his handwriting is...#oh my beautiful wife...#so irritating yet so alluring...#(gnawing on my shirt)#drrr!!#izaya

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sacredsnape · 1 year

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In which you distract Sev from his work on his birthday

Happy birthday to our beloved prince!! This is a special bday oneshot <3

Genre: smut

Warnings: office sex, creampie, partially clothed sex, dom!Sev, sub!fem reader, daddy kink, praise kink, size kink, oral (f receiving), finger sucking, food play, aftercare

Link to masterlist

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You softly knocked on Severus's office door, a dark chocolate birthday cake carefully balanced in your hands. White icy frosting bore the message, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEV!"

Your husband opened his office door, his features laced with exhaustion and irritation. His features softened considerably when he saw you standing there with a beaming smile and birthday cake.

"Hi," he said softly, letting you inside his office. You stepped inside, being greeted by the sights and smells of various bubbling and smoking cauldrons on his desk. Despite it being his birthday, Severus still did his work like any other day. You wished that he'd allow himself to take a day off for once.

"Happy birthday, my love," you said, standing on your tip toes to kiss him. Severus's chest, which had been tight with stress from his work, loosened as his lips found your soft ones. He cupped your face, deepening the kiss before pulling away to murmur, "Thank you, princess. Did you make this cake all for me?"

"Of course I did," you laughed, placing the cake down on a nearby table. You glanced sideways at the potions on his desk, adding, "Why don't you put those away and have some cake? You've been working so hard recently and I'm so proud of you, but it's your birthday and you deserve to relax."

Severus pulled you forward by your waist, the sudden movement making your breath hitch. You craned your neck to look up at him, as he was several inches taller than you and naturally towered over you. His staggering height made you feel both protected and weak in the knees.

"I have to keep prototyping those potions, sweetheart," Severus said as he dotted your forehead with kisses. You frowned and he kissed your frown away. "It's just my luck that my birthday happens to fall on a work day."

"Sev, for the love of Merlin," you said, exasperated. Severus raised an eyebrow at you, absentmindedly rubbing circles into your hips that nearly made you squirm.

"You deserve to relax," you repeated firmly, holding your head high. "Have some cake with me and we'll sit and chat about stupid things."

Severus exhaled slowly through his nose, leaning down to press a singular kiss to your neck. He smelled so good, like cinnamon and rain. Your eyelids fluttered, biting your lip and whining when he pulled away.

A ghost of a smirk played at his lips as he responded, "We can have the cake later, baby. I need to finish my work."

"Severus Snape, I swear to god-"

Severus laughed. Your sentence fell short and you stared up at him, perplexed. He pressed a second, longer kiss to your neck this time, and you felt heat begin to pool in the pit of your stomach.

"Just give me a few minutes to finish up, okay? Take a seat and then I'll be ready for you." Severus pressed a lingering kiss to your forehead before relucantly releasing you from his embrace.

He returned to his desk and you quickly sat down across from him, playing nervously with the hem of your skirt as you watched him work.

Severus hummed thoughtfully to himself as he worked, glancing up at you every now and then. Every time he caught your eye he smiled, his trousers becoming uncomfortably tight as he hurried to finish.

He yearned for you. Despite his desire to bend you over his desk and fuck you, he wanted to finish his work. He knew that he was practically edging himself and you, but that's what he liked. He enjoyed the fun and tension of it.

The moment Severus finished working and cleared his workspace, you immediately rose from your seat to grab the cake. You proudly placed it down in the center of his desk, summoning two forks and a small knife.

Severus smiled softly at you as he stood up, snaking his arms around your waist and watching over your shoulder as you sliced him a piece.

You turned around in his arms, your back pressed into the lip of his desk. Severus's chest was pressed into your front, his leg dangerously placed between your thighs. You swallowed thickly, handing him his slice as your cheeks burned crimson.

"Thank you, baby," Severus smiled, forking a piece into his mouth. He chewed slowly, relishing in the rich flavor. The dark chocolate melted pleasantly on his tongue and he hummed appreciatively.

"This tastes amazing," he said, noticing that a bit of frosting had gotten on his finger. He slowly licked it off, his eyes finding yours. You rubbed your thighs together on instinct, your blush deepening, and your breath quickening.

Severus must have noticed your sudden change in demeanor because he smirked, collecting more frosting on his finger. "Do you want to try some?" he asked you. You gasped; his voice was remarkably deeper than usual, presumably because of his growing arousal.

You nodded silently. Severus chuckled darkly.

"Use your words, sweetheart."

Severus pressed himself closer to you, his knee nudging your clothed cunt. You gasped again, tightly gripping his forearms as you fought to stay on your feet. Severus gathered more frosting, trailing his finger down the column of your neck and leaving behind a trail of white frosting.

"I want to try some," you finally said, your voice meek and trembling as you grew needier for Severus. Severus smiled tenderly at you, raising his finger to your mouth. You opened your mouth and he slowly slid his finger past your lips and into your mouth.

Just like you did with his cock, you immediately closed your lips around the digit, staring up at him innocently through your lashes.

You could feel Severus's hard cock pressing against your leg as you sucked on his finger. He released a quiet moan, dipping his head into the crook of your neck. He licked and kissed at the frosting he had left behind there, all while you continued to suck the frosting off his finger. It tasted wonderfully sweet.

Severus slowly brought his head up, his lips covered in frosting. You had a second to breathe before he smashed his lips against yours, groaning needily into your mouth as he lifted you up onto his desk with ease.

"Sev-" you gasped, moaning loudly when he reattached his lips to your neck, sucking harder and firmer on your skin. You wrapped your arms around him, knotting your fingers in his hair as pleasure overwhelmed your body.

"You taste so sweet," Severus moaned as he pulled away, licking the remaining frosting off of his lips. He pulled you closer by your hips, eagerly hooking his fingers into the waistband of your skirt.

"May I?" Severus asked you, his chest heaving and his eyes dark with lust. Although he was horny and desperate to fuck you into tomorrow, consent was the most important thing to him.

"Yes, daddy," you responded boldly. Something inside Severus shifted upon bearing you address him like that, and he practically tore your skirt into two as he removed it. He discarded it to the side, dropping to his knees to worship you like the goddess he saw you as.

"So pretty," he hummed, softly kissing your inner thighs. He silently admired your underwear; they were pink and lacy, decorated with a small white bow at the top. Severus couldn't wait to unwrap that birthday present.

Severus hooked your legs over his shoulders, inhaling the smell of sex as he inched closer to your dripping cunt. You nibbled on your bottom lip, excitement coursing through your veins. However, your excitement quickly deflated when Severus stood up.

"What-" you began to ask before being shushed by Severus. You watched him push the cake to the side, your eyes widening as he gathered a dollop of frosting on his finger.

He returned to his kneeling position and slid your underwear off, lifting your hips with one large hand. "When did you buy that pair?" Severus asked you, his lips grazing your clit. You whined, tugging gently on his hair. Severus pulled back, frowning up at you.

"I asked you a question, princess," he said, his voice edged with impatience.

"Last week," you answered, squirming when he dragged his frosting-clad finger across the top of your cunt. "Daddy," you quickly added, keening under his light touches.

"You should buy more like that," Severus suggested through a breathy chuckle. He firmly held your thighs in place over his shoulders, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the top of your cunt, licking the frosting off in the process.

"Fuck," you moaned, barely having time to process his ministrations before he took your throbbing clit into his mouth, sucking hard.

"Ah, p-please-" you stammered, your back arching as Severus worshiped your clit. You weren't quite sure what you were begging for, but Severus took the initiative and added his tongue to the mix, lapping up your arousal.

"Such a good girl for me," he growled, his nose rubbing against your clit as he worked his tongue along your slit. Your thighs trembled as you threw your head back, staring upside down at the numerous potions lining the shelves behind you.

"Oh my god," you gasped, digging your fingers into his scalp. Severus moaned against you, directing two clean fingers toward your entrance. He pushed them inside, causing your thighs to clamp around his head.

"God, your cunt is fucking ethereal," Severus groaned as he scissored his fingers inside of you. You were a complete mess, dribbling out all over his desk and tongue. Your body was aflame with pleasure, your orgasm approaching its peak.

"I'm so close," you whimpered to Severus, listening to the lewd sound of his fingers coming in contact with your cunt with each swift thrust. "Please don't stop- ah!"

Severus had taken your clit back into his mouth, sucking firmly. He moved his fingers faster and harder until you were crying out, pulling on his hair as your orgasm crashed through you.

Severus gently lapped at your clit as you came down from your climax, murmuring sweet words that seemed quite oxymoronic with how he had your legs shaking.

"You came so much for me, my sweet girl," Severus praised as he stood up, proudly puffing out his chest. Knowing that he could bring you so much pleasure with his tongue and fingers alone greatly boosted his confidence.

Severus leaned in to kiss you and you could taste a mixture of yourself and frosting. You were breathing unsteadily, your mind a bit fuzzy from your mind-blowing orgasm.

Severus slowly pressed kisses to your cheek, softly asking you, "Are you okay?" As much as he loved making you orgasm, you seemed to be in a heavy daze that raised his concerns.

"I'm okay," you said, nodding and licking your lips. You pulled him closer by the front of his robes, nibbling on his jawline and lazily palming his hard cock over his trousers. Severus moaned softly, grabbing your wrists and pinning them down to the desk.

"No touching," he chastised, winking at you. You opened your mouth to complain but quickly fell silent when he unbuttoned his trousers, freeing his cock from its confinements. The head was red and leaking, the shaft veined and girthy.

"Pretty," you mumbled as you gazed at his cock, biting your lip as you hesitantly reached both hands out to touch it. Severus didn't stop you; he watched you with attentive eyes, breathing slowly as you struggled to wrap both hands around his cock.

"Look at that, baby," Severus cooed, brushing your hair out of your eyes. "Your hands barely fit around my big cock."

You whimpered and nodded, giving his cock a few strokes. Severus immediately stopped your movements and you glared at him. He laughed, amused, and grabbed your hips, pressing his forehead to yours.

"I love you," Severus spoke, grabbing his cock and stroking it familiarly as he lined it up with your weeping entrance. You held onto his biceps, biting your lip as he undid the buttons of your blouse and pulled your bra down far enough so that your breasts were visible.

"I love you too," you breathed, pressing desperate little kisses to his cheek. Severus held you closely, smoothly pushing in with a grunt.

You whimpered and gripped his biceps, your mouth hanging open. Severus slowly kissed your lips and began to move in quick, shallow thrusts, gradually stretching you out.

"So fucking good," Severus grunted against your neck, holding your hips tightly. One hand fell to your clit, rubbing it in quick circles that caused you to squeeze his cock.

"Fuck, baby. Your pussy is like a fucking vice," Severus moaned, lying you down on his desk. You accidentally knocked over quills and books as you laid down, gripping the sides of the desk.

Severus bent over you, his breath hot and heavy on your neck. He thrusted harder, making your breasts jiggle in the confinements of your bra.

"Feels so good," you said breathily. Severus grabbed your hands and held them, pressing forward deeply and saying, "Yeah? My big cock stretches you out so good, doesn't it?"

"It does!" you cried out, wrapping your quivering legs around Severus's waist. You let out soft whimpers and moans, almost feeling lightheaded with lust as Severus continued to buck into you.

"Your pretty clit's all swollen," Severus cooed as he rubbed it quicker. It throbbed against his thumb, pulsing with overstimulation. You bit your lip, fighting to keep it down in order to avoid waking up the entire castle.

"Let me hear you," Severus said gruffly, snapping his hips so hard that his desk began to shake.

You shook your head. Severus abruptly stopped thrusting and you whined, squirming your hips around.

"Come on, sweetheart. I said, let me hear you," Severus repeated, continuing to rub your clit. Your walls fluttered around his cock and you moaned quietly; he was definitely doing that on purpose.

"Good girl." Severus resumed thrusting, drawing more lewd sounds from you. You clutched onto him, begging him to go faster.

"Faster? Fuck, you're so needy," Severus said, thrusting faster just like you had begged him to. You raked your fingers down his cloak, which he still wore, sliding the thick fabric between your fingers.

You could feel yourself growing closer to orgasm, your body shaking with each powerful thrust. Severus moaned above you, his face flushed red from his exertion. You grabbed his face in your hands, whimpering to him, "I'm gonna come soon."

Severus sloppily kissed you, his tongue circling yours. He held you tight as he moaned back, "Let go for me, princess. You've been so good for me."

You embraced him, releasing a broken moan as your orgasm reached its peak. Severus never stopped rubbing your clit as you came, drawing intense waves of pleasure from you. You shook beneath him, gasping for air as he continued to fuck you.

Severus let out a loud moan of your name as he came, filling you to the brim. He stayed still for a few moments, keeping you stuffed full of his warm seed. You were still squeezing him, milking him dry of every last drop.

"I'd say that was the best birthday I've ever had," Severus laughed quietly, stroking your face. You smiled, pressing a small kiss to the tip of his nose. "I'm glad it was," you said, "although you gave me most of the pleasure. I feel like it should've been me giving it to you, since it's your birthday."

Severus carefully pulled out, rubbing the head of his cock on your overstimulated clit. You whined and he chuckled, helping you sit up and cleaning himself and you up with a simple spell.

"I was receiving pleasure," he assured you, picking you up bridal style. You hooked your arms around the back of his neck, smiling up at him. "Your pussy feels like magic."

"Sev," you murmured, blushing in embarrassment at his words. Severus simply smiled down at you and pecked your forehead, carrying you to his adjacent private chambers.

There, he got you comfortable in bed and gently massaged your muscles, especially the ones in your legs. They were still shaking a little from your two orgasms.

"Thank you again for the cake," Severus said as he ran his large hands up and down your legs. "It was very tasty, but not as tasty as you."

You grinned and shyly hid your face in your pillow, giggling when Severus pressed kisses to your legs. How an amazing birthday it truly was for Severus.

#severus snape #snape love #snape content #professor snape #snape fanfiction #snape imagines #snape one shot #snape fanart #snape fic #professor snape x reader #snape x you #snape x reader #snape x fem reader #snape smut #pro severus #pro severus snape #pro snape #happy birthday sev <3

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kurolumiis · 12 days

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𖧧 𓂃໑ IN MY DREAMS

featuring — xiao, y/n

summary — after seeing a certain yaksha in your dreams every other night, you finally gain the courage to confess on his birthday.

warnings — xiao x gn!reader, fluff, related / inspired by to xiao’s 2024 bday letter, possible ooc xiao (i do try my best and apologize if there are any inaccuracies), reader is from liyue, reader is afraid of their feelings for xiao and rejection, reader is friends with hu tao and zhongli is like a father figure to reader

messages of the galaxy — ahhhhh happy bday xiao ! he is the loml i lob him sm he’s my dearest. he’s been there for me through so many hardships and i owe so so much to him <3 kinda self indulged myself in this but not too much

ever since xiao saved you from a group of hilichurls once, you’ve been having dreams of him. it felt odd and you were uncomfortable because you were kissing him.

most nights the dream consisted of you and him standing on the balcony of wangshu inn, under a night full of bright, warm stars, and you kissing him tenderly. you always felt the love and affection and tenderness in the kiss.

and overtime, you found yourself falling for the aloof yaksha. terrified of your feelings and rejection, you buried them deep down, trying to eliminate the feelings altogether. but, you kept having the same dream. and you kept falling more and more in love.

when you heard from your friend hu tao that xiao’s birthday was coming up, your eyes widened as your cheeks burned, recalling the warmth of the kisses from him in your dreams.

“what’s wrong, y/n? you seem flustered,” hu tao asked in a concerned tone, tilting her head. “nothing, it’s just…i’m not sure how to wish him a happy birthday.” you shook your head. “i can think of a few ways.” she smirked, earning a confused expression from you. “huh?” you tried not to stammer.

you had never told hu tao about your crush on xiao, so you couldn’t think of what she meant. “well, i know he likes almond tofu. you could make him some!” she exclaimed, causing you to sigh in relief. so she doesn’t know, you thought.

“oh i see, thank you, hu tao!” you smiled at your friend. “of course! i know you’ll make it extra special for him.” she winked. “almond tofu? i’m sure xiao will enjoy that coming from you,” zhongli mentioned, approaching the two of you.

“thank you, mr. zhongli,” you replied, giving a single nod. he smiled warmly, almost assuring you. “i need to gather ingredients for it, thank you so much for your feedback!” you concluded, waving to your friend and father figure as you hurried off.

“you’re sure xiao would like it?” hu tao giggled, looking up at her consultant. “hm,” he hummed and went to enter the funeral parlor.

beginning your journey to make almond tofu for xiao, you first began with the general goods shop.

“hello, come and have a look!” the owner exclaimed. “hello,” you greeted, “i’m looking for milk, sugar, and tofu please.” “ah yes, planning on making almond tofu?” the owner asked, beginning to package the ingredients for you.

“yes i am,” you answered, nodding. “good luck in that!” he told you, handing you your items. you thanked him and gave him the according mora. “have a nice day!”

with that, you began your stroll back to your abode and went to make the almond tofu for xiao.

night soon arrived and you had spent all day gaining the courage to give xiao the almond tofu. exiting your room at wangshu inn, you kindly greeted verr goldet before heading up to the balcony.

“good luck, y/n,” she wished after you were out of earshot.

holding the almond tofu container in your hands, you looked up at the night sky. the stars perfectly resembled the ones from your dreams. you paid no mind to it, or at least tried to. you didn’t want to increase your nerves.

“xiao,” you called out his name. he immediately appeared, spear in hand. upon realizing he was on the balcony of wangshu inn, his spear disappeared and his body slightly eased. “it’s you,” he spoke, then looking down at the container.

“happy birthday, xiao,” you told him, holding out the almond tofu. “you…made this?” he asked, slowly taking it in his hands. “i did! i hope you like it,” you told him, trying not to let shyness get the best of you.

“thank you, i’ll enjoy it,” he said, immediately disappearing with a cloud of anemo in front of you. “xiao, wait—” sighing to yourself, you figured it was for the best to not confess to him, not wanting to ruin whatever you had.

“did you need something else?” he asked after appearing again. “yes, i…” you trailed off, playing with your fingers. he studied you attentively, waiting for your response.

“i’m not sure if you remember this, but once you saved me from a group of hilichurls, and i cannot thank you enough for that. but,” you paused, “ever since then, i’ve been having..dreams about you.”

“what kind of dreams?” he asked in a concerned tone. he feared this might’ve been a way his karmic debt had affected you. “dreams where we meet on the balcony like this and…you kiss me.”

“kiss you?” he repeated, a bit shocked. “i’m not sure why i have these dreams but, over time, i’ve…i’ve fallen in love with you.” your heart was beating rapidly and you felt your hands shake.

xiao lowered his head, trying to make sense of this information. so you had the same dreams as he did. he wasn’t alone in this. he took your hands in his, trying to ease the shakiness.

“y/n,” he began. you were shocked he still remembered your name, figuring you were just another mortal who foolishly stumbled into a hilichurl camp. “i’ve had the same dreams, and…i feel the same way.”

“what?” your voice shook. “you…you feel the same way?” “yes, i do,” he breathed. now it was your turn to try and process this information. tilting your head up from your chin, he leaned close and asked, “what was that kiss like?”

your eyes flickered down to his lips. they looked so soft and welcoming. “you really wanna know?” “yes, archons, yes,” he whispered, fluttering his eyes shut. he wanted, no needed, the real thing, not just from his dreams.

leaning closer, your lips attached to his, kissing him with all the love and tenderness you had. it took him a few seconds but he kissed back. you both weren’t the best at kissing, only having done it in your dreams, but you soon learned.

his hands cupped your face and you pressed your body against his. he was cold, but his face felt warm. arms wrapping around him, you pulled him impossibly closer. if this was the only kiss you would get with xiao, you wanted to make it worth it.

“i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too, xiao. more than anything.”

#[☆] galactic works #genshin impact #genshin xiao #xiao genshin impact #adeptus xiao #xiao x reader #xiao x you #xiao x y/n #xiao x gn reader #xiao fluff #happy birthday xiao

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sturniolowhore · 4 months

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☁️ BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND #2

summary ⎯ venus has had her eyes on her brother's best friend chris for as long as she can remember but she is far too scared that's all she is to him, his best friend's little sister. what happens when she realises he sees her in a different light and how will she and chris keep it hidden from her brother who has always told his friends never to meddle about with his sister.

part one! ♯ part three! ♯ part four! ♯ part five! ♯

part six!

warnings ⎯ suggestive and sexual, eventual smut, chris x fem!oc, fluff, cursing, kind of angst (?)

A/N ⎯ finally working on something with parts to it so i'm excited!! as a reminder, leo and venus do not exist irl, i just chose any random names for the sake of the story.

i hope you enjoy <3

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

chris 🤍

saturnnn

saturn 🪐

mhm? is everything okay?

chris 🤍

everything is all good

wanted to let you know we're like five minutes away

saturn 🪐

okay thank you sm chris

you have no idea how much easier you made all of this

chris 🤍

what can i say 😏😏

saturn 🪐

andd you ruined it!

chris 🤍

cmon saturn yk i always make things easy

saturn 🪐

actually you don't

you make everything so very complicated

chris 🤍

ouch 💔

saturn 🪐

aw did i hurt your feelings?

chris 🤍

mhm.

are you gonna make it up to me?

saturn 🪐

no i'm sorry the truth hurts darling 🥰

chris 🤍

the darling made me feel better :)

saturn 🪐

shut up you idiot

chris 🤍

okay😊

saturn 🪐

i'm sorry i'm being annoying

are you sure he has no idea? i just really want it to be a good surprise

chris 🤍

hey no you're not annoying

he just thinks i'm taking him out for his bday and then we're hanging out at your place like normal

it's all going to be okay saturn i promise

saturn 🪐

you can be so sweet sometimes

it's like another person possesses you but honestly thank you, that made me feel tonnes better

chris 🤍

are you going soft on me darling?

saturn 🪐

noo you can't use my own word against me??

chris 🤍

why not darling😇

saturn 🪐

fuck off

pay attention to leo

chris 🤍

yes ma'am see you in a few

i'll text you when we're in reception

saturn 🪐

see you 😊

venus smiles at her phone as she clicks it shut before she realises how happy she seems over a few messages and calms down a little. she turns to the rest of their friends with the newfound knowledge, "they're a few minutes away. chris said he would text me once they were in the reception area."

"relax vene, it's all going to go exactly as you planned," nick puts his hand on her shoulder to comfort her after a few minutes when he notices how panicked she looks; she's always been one to stick to plans and things not going the way they're set to makes her anxiety sky rocket.

before she has time to dwell on her nerves anymore though, her phone vibrates again and she looks at it quickly.

chris 🤍

we're inside darling

saturn 🪐

good now drop lee off and go home

you're not wanted

chris 🤍

always a sweetheart aren't you

saturn 🪐

i try 😇😇

after that, it's the last few moments of chaos and rushing around to get into position. it takes about a minute for the sound of the front door clicking open to reach their ears and the moment leo steps into the living room, they all scream surprise and he practically glows at the sight of all his friends. he starts to greet everyone one by one and venus leaves him to do exactly that, walking to the snack table and scanning it for what to eat first.

her small search is interrupted when she feels hands on either side of her waist and a chin propped onto her shoulders. she doesn't need to see or say anything to know who it is, he's always doing something like that and each time it's fucking instant butterflies at the touch.

"this looks fucking amazing," he says so close to her ear and it makes goosebumps settle on the skin beside it and the hairs on her neck stand slightly.

"you think so?" she asks, fully aware it looks good but wanting to hear him say it again purely for the sake of it.

"are you kidding? never seen anything like it. i knew you'd be able to pull it off," she can hear the smile in his voice as he speaks and she can't help but mirror it herself, her cheeks slightly flushing making her a little thankful he can't fully see her face.

"vee!" the sound of her brother's voice pulls her out of her trance and chris quickly removes himself from her, leaving her to frown at the lack of contact as she already misses the feeling of his hands against her.

chris watches from the side as leo pulls her into a tight embrace and he briefly makes out her mumbling into the hug, "happy birthday lee."

they pull apart and the smile on her face makes chris want to capture a picture in his head forever. everything about her is beyond adorable and there's just no way he can avoid the way he feels about her. he tried to at first but every time he so much as thought about her, it felt like his feelings were growing. now he silently embraces it, flirting whenever he can in the hopes that one day it'll be reciprocated and not something he does as a joke. it's hard with her being his best friend's sister but he still hopes for something to blossom between them everyday.

he watches as the two siblings continue to speak, both of them smiling as though they have no other purpose. his attention after a few moments stays glued to her because there's just some force of attraction that pulls him towards her. it's like he doesn't even realise he's gravitating towards her until his eyes are on her or until he's standing beside her. his body has a mind of its own when it comes to her.

eventually he gets pulled to other side of the room by matt and he'll be lying if he says he doesn't feel slightly upset that he has to separate from venus. still, he puts aside his sadness and engrosses himself in the conversations everyone is having and finds himself enjoying his time. that isn't to say he doesn't sneak glances at her whenever he can but he's still having fun nevertheless.

after hours pass, he still hasn't managed to corner venus on her own again. they've had many group conversations but none alone and he's a little bummed but it's time for leo to open his presents as now only the closest of friends remain. he's very excited to give leo his gift and his stomach bubbles at the thought as they sit down in various spots in the living room.

he pays attention to everything leo gets but he just really wants him to open (or rather see) his present. he almost jumps when it's his turn and leaves the room to go get it. when he's just outside the door he tells them all to close their eyes and they oblige happily.

he sets the item right in front of leo, sat beside venus might he add, and then with a large smile he says, "you can open your eyes now."

"oh my fucking god!" venus yells before anyone else can and okay maybe this is also part of the reason chris wanted to get the gift so badly.

"you did not," leo beams brightly as he picks the cat up in his hand before stroking it and looking at its collar, "vee, look at the collar."

venus does as he says and she literally jumps up and crashes chris into a hug that makes his breath hitch instantly, "you named it stitch. i feel like i'm the one getting the gift sorry but this is literally amazing."

"he's so cute," matt says as he takes the cat from leo and begins tickling him behind his ears.

leo stands up and pulls chris into a hug, one less dramatic than venus' but still one that shows chris how thankful he is. chris knew he was excited for a reason and seeing their reactions makes his heart soar. he'd genuinely do anything for the siblings.

later on when he's on the couch on his phone, only him and his brothers with leo and venus left at the house, venus approaches him and flops down next to him with an exhausted sigh.

he clicks his phone off within seconds and gives her a gentle smile that she returns with an even greater one before she starts her adorable rambling again, "i can't believe you actually got a cat. this is the best day of my life, i could kiss you right now."

chris knows she's joking but his heart flutters at her words and he suddenly starts to find it very hot in the room. normally he's the one flirting or making a comment like such but hearing it from her is another thing entirely. he's actually rendered speechless. chris sturniolo is fucking speechless.

"oh come on kissing me can't be that bad, you don't have to be so disgusted to the point you can't speak," she rolls her eyes at him but he swears there's a little flicker of sadness in her eyes as she speaks.

"come on i never said that. i'm just a little shocked you're the one saying something like that and not me," he tells her somewhat truthfully because she could not be more wrong.

"oh so you can flirt with confidence but the confidence disappears when you're flirted with. cute," she laughs and he wants to kiss her so badly, it's practically insane.

and she has the audacity to keep going as though she isn't completely flipping chris' world upside down, "come on chris, let's get straight to it."

she puckers her lips up jokingly but chris feels his heart racing, beginning to imagine how he'd react if this was all real and he actually was about to kiss her. if it were anyone else, he probably would have kissed them but he has something good with venus. it might not be what he wants to have but he has her and he doesn't want a kiss to ruin that. it does hurt not having her like he desires but he knows losing her entirely would hurt even more.

"venus what the fuck are you doing?" leo's voice is sharp as he enters the room and for the first time, chris finds himself filled with relief that it isn't just himself and venus in the room anymore.

she turns to him with a sheepish smile and basically questions, "um... showing chris a meme?"

"a meme that looks a lot like you're going to kiss him? and why the hell are you not moving away chris?" he shifts to chris and chris sighs inaudibly to anyone but himself.

because it's not real.

because even if it was real, i don't think i'd be able to move.

because i wanted to kiss her.

"because do you really think saturn here would kiss me? how many times have i flirted with her and all she does is tell me to fuck off? come on lee," chris decides to say and leo does calm down at that because he knows it's true.

chris is too focused on leo to see the way venus' face falls as a result of his words. her mind is producing dozens of thoughts all at once. does chris' flirting actually mean something to him? has she been denying herself of having him this entire time? surely not but then why does chris sound different when he says his words? what the fuck just happened?

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

tags: @mattslolita

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waratah-moon · 1 year

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happy birthday week!!!

could i request ‘dont kink shame me’ with eddie?

This screams cheerleader!reader to me. Early in their relationship... sweet girl is so innocent and Eddie's having such a hard time not corrupting her 🥺 thank you my love! 🎂 bday prompts list 🎂 masterlist / send me a message Warning: SMUT (guided hand job, oral m receiving, inexperienced reader)

It only took the slightest movement for Eddie' to gasp, a soft groan slipping past his lips. "Need you to stay still, baby girl."

"Why? I'm just getting comfy." You were sitting on his lap, watching him roll some joints in preparation for the big party happening at Michael Wright's tomorrow night. Eddie was nothing if not a business man.

"Because when you move, things happen."

"What do you-oh," you realised what he was alluding to, a small smile breaking the corners of your mouth. "Is that all it takes? Really?"

"Sweetheart I get hard if you look at me a certain way. Doesn't take much when I'm around you. Especially in those thigh highs."

"My socks are turning you on?"

"Don't kink shame me."

You let out an airy laugh, hopping off his lap and stretching your arms above head. Eddie bit his lip, eyeing the sliver of skin exposed by your lifted blouse, the backs of your thighs barely covered by your ridiculously short skirt. You turned to see him watching you, and you smiled, moving back to straddle him so you could see his face.

"Hi," you pressed a chaste kiss to either corner of his mouth before finally bumping your nose against his. When you moved, you could feel an unmistakable growing hardness beneath you.

You hadn't done much with Eddie, your relationship was less than two months old. Eddie always treated you like a delicate glass ornament that would break if he gripped you too hard. He knew that your previous experiences with exes weren't positive, so he was doing his absolute best to make sure you always felt safe. You'd only gotten up the courage to ask him to touch you beneath your clothes last week, and in that moment he focused solely on you and making you feel good. And god, you'd felt great. You'd been meaning to return the favour, but hadn't had the chance. And you weren't exactly sure how to anyway.

"Baby," he groaned when you pushed down, focusing your weight onto his lap. "What's gotten in to you?"

"Eds, I've been thinking. Last week, when you, you know," you drifted off hoping he'd catch your meaning so you wouldn't have to spell it out. He nodded, egging you to go on. "I wanna say thank you, properly. But I don't really know how."

"Baby girl, you don't have to-"

"I want to, Eds. I really want to," your hands slipped from his shoulders landing firm against his chest. "Can you show me?"

"Fuck, sweetheart. Are you sure?" You nodded, and he let out a breath, pressing his mouth against yours and prying your lips open with his. He pulled you down flush against his lap, and you instinctively rocked your hips. "Just like that baby girl. God, you're getting me so hard."

You whimpered. His crotch was grinding against you in such a way that it made your thighs clench. "Hop off and sit next to me." You did as he said and he quickly undid his zipper, pulling his jeans and boxers down and letting them fall to his ankles.

Eddie's cock stood to attention, the tip red and leaking, pressing against his stomach. Your mouth instantly watered at the sight and you reached out to touch it. His skin was taut along the shaft, but felt velvety soft. There was a prominent vein along the underside, and his breath hitched when you traced it to the tip. When you reached the tip, the pad of your finger brushed over the slit, smearing fluid around the head and down the shaft. Your hand went to grasp him but he stopped you.

"Wait, baby, lick your hand first, get it nice and wet." You licked your hand, tasting salt on your palm, returning it to his shaft. "Don't grip it too tight. Move your hand up and down."

You followed his instructions and he let out a groan when you squeezed near the base. "Like that?"

"Ye-yeah, exactly like that. Go a little faster." You quickened the pace, a growing wetness between your legs when his breathing became unsteady. You leant forward and blew a stream of cool air against the tip. His voice cracked. "Shit, shit, Jesus H Christ."

"Not good?" You looked up at him to see his eyes hooded.

"No, that felt incredible, keep going," he pulled on your pony tail, scratching your scalp. You leant forward again, kitten licking the tip and earning a shuddered breath from Eddie. He tasted like earthy musk and salt. It wasn't entirely nice, but your love for him outweighed the unpleasant taste. The head of his cock fit nicely in your mouth, filling out your hollowed cheeks perfectly. "Holy hell baby girl, what are you doing?"

"Dunno, it just felt right. Is it okay?"

"Yep, yep, yep. If you keep licking I'm gonna-" he yelped when you swirled your tongue around the head. "Fuck, pull back, I'm going to cum."

You leant back, your hand resuming it's earlier pumping motion and your thumb tapping the slit. Eddie came with low moan, gravely and deep, spurting white liquid over your hand. You couldn't help the grin that spread over your face; proud that you'd gotten that reaction from him.

"Holy shit, baby. Fuck," he raked his hand through his hair, pushing back the curls. He leant forward and kissed you softly. "Are you okay?"

"More than okay," you smiled, kissing his nose.

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luneshallshine · 2 years

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✂ txt as my favorite romance tropes

hello! this is my first work, i had no idea it would take me so long to set everything up lolol.

anywho! each txt member will have a fluffy trope and each will have their own confession scenario. (i totally went overboard w yeonjun’s and beomgyu’s)

fluffy and cliche tropes, gn!reader, use of profanity

ღ yeonjun, older sibling's friend/older childhood friend

♫ playing now : i wait by day6 & but you by ikon

yeonjun gives off that protective mentor type vibe

you and him would have grown up together

making his feelings seem 10x more awkward (in his eyes at least)

he went from thinking you were some little sibling to him, to an attractive person overnight it seems

he would never ever try anything until you were both adults, though even after you turned 18, he didn’t do jack shit

if you have an older sibling, they would’ve AUTOMATICALLY caught on once yeonjun and them got into high school

“ayo, why do you keep wanting to hang out at my house anyway?”

“... no comment..?”

naH because this man started giving you the cold shoulder when he hit high school

“why?”, you may ask

well because he was afraid if he saw you smile at him, he’d fall even deeper

at that point in his life, having you scowl at him was better

man was patient for a lifetime (to him at least)

he was always looking for a hint from you, just one hint!

the hint came to him on your 20th birthday

when it was your 20th birthday, guess who was the first to wish you happy bday at 12:00 am? ding ding, it was mr. choi yeonjun. it was a heartfelt message, one that felt more sentimental than past years, for whatever reason.

“happy birthday y/n. you’re already 20, that’s insane. feels like just yesterday you were hiding behind me because the lights were off in your house. i hope i have been a good friend and role model to you this whole time. i’ll see you later today.

yeonjun :)”

the reason why it felt so sad? yeonjun was giving up on you. you had given him no hints, and yeonjun had to accept that maybe it wasn’t meant to be. maybe your age gap was too large for you.

then it was time for your bday party, yeonjun wanted to go out with a bang. he wore a nice black shirt with fitting black jeans, he had recently dyed his hair an ashy gray, so his look was very low maintenance but effective. his heart pounded as he drove to your place with care, your presents secured in his passenger seat. even though he was a complete mess on the inside, a smile was plastered on his face, never leaving.

then he saw you, all dolled and tidied up for your birthday party. you had opened the door for him, exclaiming that he was the first one there, he expected no less. your smile calmed his hyperventilating heart, your eyes that eagerly surveyed your presents in his hand seemed to hypnotize him. your sweet voice thanking him for coming repeated in his head long after greetings were done. he was totally whipped.

he watched as you (cutely) scurried around, trying to make sure everything is absolutely perfect for your other guests.

“you came so early, you know, i wasn’t ready!” you whined, a pout forming on your lips.

he apologized with no real sincerity, he was glad only he could see you like this, all flustered and worried. when you felt fully satisfied, you walked back to him, he was sprawled on the couch, his phone holding his attention. he could feel your gaze on him almost instantly, and locked eyes with you, his phone not leaving his hands.

“all done?” yeonjun asked, sitting up fully.

“yeah, do you like it?” you replied, your eyes lighting up like stars.

his eyes took a quick swipe of the living room, the decorations were in no way fancy or perfect, but it was just so you that he couldn’t help but love it. a smile crept onto his face, and he turned to you. he was about to compliment you when he was taken aback by the expecting look on your face. your eyes were wide and a small but noticeable smile was on that face he loved. he found himself stumbling over his words as he scratched the back of his neck.

“yeah uh, i like the decorations, they’re..um..very cute,” he said, looking away.

his face was heating up, god, the things you do to his heart. he heard you giggle in satisfaction, your warmth leaving his perimeter.

this bday party was going to be so fucking dangerous.

when it was time for you to open the presents, yeonjun stood off to the side, not wanting to get too close to the crowd, just incase anyone could hear his heart pound from anxiety. he drowned out everything but your voice, and he was just waiting for you to say his name.

“whose gift is this? oh! yeonjun!”

his ears perked up like a cat’s, and he peered over your guests’ shoulders, and he saw you unwrapping your gifts. he had gone all out, spending well over $70 for all your gifts. he really wanted to make sure you wouldn’t forget him. he swore he could’ve died happy when he saw the gigantic smile on your face, one that meant that he did a good job.

a sour taste erupted in his mouth, thoughts of you smiling for anyone other than him invaded his mind. however he knew he couldn’t think that way, you weren’t an object for him to own, but he just wanted to clip your wings so that you couldn’t fly away.

he doesn’t know how he got there, but he found himself standing alone outside your house, the party still raging on. he sat on the space in front of your door, thinking that this might be the last time he ever gets to do this. he always though that the sky looked prettier when he looked at it from your door. the front door was slightly ajar, just enough so yeonjun wouldn’t have to worry about being locked out. he heard the door slightly creak open, and he turned to see you peaking through the doorway.

“oh it’s just you, i was worried because the front door was open. what are you doing here all alone?” you asked, coming to sit down next to him.

words couldn’t form in his mouth, he just stared at your face. the face he had grown to love over the many years he’s known you, the face that he would wipe tears off of when someone had dared to hurt you, the face he would think of when he was stressed out, the face he loved so dearly. he wanted to respond to your question, but his throat choked up and he found himself tearing up.

“hey y/n?”

“yeah?”

“would you miss me if i moved away?”

“what kind of a question is that?! of course i would! you’re one of my closest friends.”

“friend..”

now you were worried, he wasn’t thinking of actually moving right? he looked up at you and all he could see was your lips, he did want to go out with a bang. suddenly all you could hear was the beating of your hearts.

“i like you, y/n. i’ve liked you for years now,” yeonjun said, looking into your eyes for a hint once more.

you smiled and held his face.

“kiss me then.”

ღ soobin, secret admirer (the simp who won)

♫ playing now : chocolate by day6

i definitely see soobin as a really attentive person

someone who will study the person he likes so he can make them the happiest if they were to date

he was your classmate in one of your classes, and you only talked to him because of a school project

but, let’s be honest, you probably thought he was cute even before that

because, LOOK AT HIM

after that school project, soobin probably fell hella hard

(sorry to my fellow lazy and shy folks) i feel like he would only fall for you if you were either someone who took initiative or who did your part well

i see him as someone who wants an independent but kind partner

BUT, let’s just say he fell for you no matter what you are

he would start to say good morning/afternoon to you everyday

and you also started getting presents on/in your desk or in your locker

he would listen to you talk to your friends and look at what snacks you would bring, just so he could buy things for you

he would get you a lot of sweets if you like them!

he’s really shy so i feel like he would doubt his abilities to win you over head-on :(

but he’s also not good at hiding shit

like he would give away so many hints without even knowing it

like atp everyone in the class knows, soobin can’t be slick to save his life

he would accidently drop the receipts for things he bought on the floor, RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU, and walk away like nothing happened

needless to say, you caught on quick :)

the bell rang, signaling that class was over, and you heard your classmates sigh in relief. you held a chocolate bar that you had found on your desk from your secret admirer and you felt it slowly melt from your hand’s heat. your classmates started to stand up as the teacher dismissed you all, your seatmate, soobin stood up rather fast; it looked like he was really eager to get home. as he stood up to leave, you saw something drop from his pant’s pocket, it was white and looked clumped up together. you left your seat to pick it up, your nosy self uncrumpled it to see what it was; only to see multiple receipts of things you recognized. chocolate bars, flowers, cards? you stared a bit harder before you realized. you chuckled, only soobin would be so clumsy as to expose himself.

“soobin! you dropped something,” you said, making his ears perk up.

he turned around and you saw his face drop. you felt really bad as you could the panic from across the classroom.

“u-uh, thank you! i don’t need those anymore, i’m gonna go!” he yelled, running out of the classroom in a frenzy.

you giggled slightly, standing up to see if you could catch him before he left the building.

you managed to catch up to him before he left through the front doors, and grabbed his arm.

“soobin let’s talk-”

“no! i already know what you’re going to say, i...i’m not good enough for you,” soobin said, slight sniffles coming from him.

you smiled, tugging his arm a bit harder.

“you can’t put words in my mouth soobin,” you said, looking at him straight in the eye.

he tried to stammer protests, but his body was jell-o the second you touched his arm. he could only helplessly follow you, like a moth to a flame. you stopped once you guys were somewhere where no one was around, you sighed as you watched him wipe his tears.

“were you the one giving me those gifts?” you asked.

he looked away as he nodded shyly.

“i like you too soobin, so please look at me,” you said, smiling as he turned his head around quickly.

“really?!” he exclaimed, his eyes brightening.

you nodded and got the wind absolutely knocked out of you as he hugged you vigorously, he definitely forgot he was a 6′1′’ giant.

ღ beomgyu, bringing strangers together because of a secret (think maid-sama)

♫ playing now : stereotype by stayc & after school by weeekly

ok so we know that beomgyu was in a band predebut

now what if we think of an au where he was in an underground rock band, like delinquent level

you and your classmates see him as that one guy who could potentially be considered a “quiet kid” with his long hair and all

for context i’m basing this off of lovesong!beomgyu

he ignored the teacher when asked to introduce himself on the first day so none of yall knew his name until the teacher called on him a week later

i know that beomgyu is extremely hyper, but let’s pretend he’s not bc he’s not comfortable w his classmates yet (well, gyu, you never WILL be if you don’t try but ok!)

you kinda forgot he was in your class ngl

mans does not talk at all

one day you were hanging out with some friends after school and one of your friends suggested you try and sneak into a band’s show

and of course you all loveeee bad ideas!

the band you guys chose was a rock band that had a guy on the cover of the poster

he had long messy hair and only the bottom half of his face was showing

he was smiling and his smile was hot to you so that’s why you chose it-

when you guys did manage to sneak in, you looked at the stage and immediately regretted your decision

was-

was that fucking beomgyu?!

the loner?!

the quiet kid?!

you wanted to nope out of there but most of your friends wanted to stay because they thought the band members were attractive

“noooo you don’t understand that’s my classm-”

you looked up and beomgyu was staring at you like (⊙o⊙)

“FUCKKKK”

the music was blaring as your friends tugged you through the crowd, getting closer to the stage. for some reason, your heart was fluttering as you heard a husky voice sing, it was beomgyu. his eyes never left you even as he sang, he smiled and all your friends started freaking out.

“omg omg, did you see that! he’s staring right at us!”

you felt your face going red as you quietly left your friends, you weaved through the sea of cheering people, making it to a bathroom. you opened the door and walked in, the band’s sound even made it to the bathroom but you could still make out some noises in the stalls.

“no way.”

people were actually fucking in the bathroom stalls. you booked it out of there so fast you could’ve beat usain bolt. you crouched down next to the door and put a hand over your chest to calm your nerves. this place does not fit me at all, how does he handle this?? you did deep breaths as you walked slowly back to the main stage, only to be stopped by a guy in a black hoodie.

“hey you’re pretty cute, you come here often?” he said, inching closer to you.

you shook your head as you tried to walk past him, only to feel his hand on your shoulder. he gripped your shoulder tightly and you were about to slap his hand away when suddenly you felt someone pull you away. you looked up to thank your savior and locked eyes with beomgyu. he looked at you and his eyes ran over your face to see any signs of injuries, when he found none he smiled and looked back at the guy who tried to hit on you.

“how about you don’t grab one of my fans?” beomgyu said, pushing the guy back.

i’m not even your fan but okay beomgyu. the guy put his hands up in defeat as he walked past the two of you, and you got the chance to be alone with beomgyu. his hands were still protectively wrapped around your shoulders.

“...please don’t tell anyone you saw me here,” beomgyu said, looking at you with pleading eyes.

“i didn’t even think of reporting you, don’t worry. i think it’s cool that you have a hobby like this, even though our school banned, you know, going to a club with alcohol,” you replied, watching as the tension released from his body.

“thank you, thank you so much y/n,” he bowed and then released his grip on you.

for the next coming weeks, beomgyu started to talk to you. he would come up to you at lunch to ask you if you wanted to eat together, to which you always said “yes, but what do i get out of it?”. the decided deal was he would sing for you and you would eat with him. you grew to love his voice, and you always brought an extra water bottle for him just incase his throat got dry.

one day he handed you a flyer for his band’s next show. the flyer had half of his face once again, and he was pointing at the camera with that same smile you had grown to admire.

“can you come by yourself..?” he asked, looking away.

“sure thing.”

“just make sure to come a little earlier than the time written down there. ok?”

you nodded as he turned around and walked off, with a little bit more pep in his step. he was glad that he had finally made a friend.

when you walked in, you handed the bouncer the flyer beomgyu had given you and the bouncer smiled at you knowingly. you gave the bouncer a confused look and they leaned into your ear.

“so you’re the person he keeps talking about!”

“..wha..?”

the bouncer merely ushered you inside, and you were greeted with the sound of the band tuning their instruments. you walked up to the stage and beomgyu looked at you with surprise.

“what? you didn’t think i would come?” you asked.

“no! i never said that! you just look good that’s all,” he said, flustering you a bit.

“so i didn’t before?”

he let out a groan before he put down his guitar and hopped the stage to talk to you face to face.

“i hope you listen closely tonight.”

“why?”

he smiled, more bright than he did at school, and put his hand on his neck.

“i just worked really hard is all.”

when the music began, beomgyu was already staring at you HARD. goddamn y/n, you sure are a looker. you sure aren’t dumb, i mean unless you are, but you could tell that this song was going to be for you. his mouth opened and all you could hear was him, him, and him. the crowd’s screams, his member’s voices and instruments, they all suddenly didn’t exist.

time sped by so fast, and you couldn’t believe it had already been an hour. the band bowed as the crowd applauded, and you waited for beomgyu to come to you. he leaped off the stage once more, and when he got close enough. you hugged him and your faces were closer than ever.

“if you couldn’t tell, i like you,” beomgyu said.

ღ taehyun, mr. oblivious/dense and his shy but persistent admirer

♫ playing now : some by soyou & 200% by akmu

taehyun sometimes has this clueless look on his face like

⊙0⊙ or ◉◡◉

that’s why i gave him the mr. oblivious trope

if you like him, i feel like you would have to tell him straight up

flirting or courting him won’t work

so this situation could be similar to nozaki-kun

like he is just so DENSE

you could get down on one knee with a ring, and he’d be like “get up the floor is dirty (✿◠‿◠)”

ok maybe not to that extent but you get the idea

this could go on for like MONTHS, everyone around you guys would be able to tell BUT HIM

he’d think that you’re just really nice!

you give him snacks and walk with him when you see him

you say good morning and good afternoon to him

you give him sprite when you have an extra

yes it is totally because i bought extra and not because i bought it for you taehyun

it would be going on for sO LONG, like are you ok?? are you a masochist?

honestly i would snap after a while

however, since you’re still shy, this confuses taehyun

like why do you give him gifts and say good morning and such, without sticking around to have a conversation with him?

ngl he probably thinks you’re scared of him or smth

like- he thinks he’s unintentionally intimidating you into giving him gifts n shit LOL

he would start to pity you, he wants to talk to you but you always run away

you’ve had the biggest crush on taehyun for what feels like eternity, and you have done everything you could to convey your feelings. however, being really shy, the words “i like you” are totally not in your vocabulary. every time you see him, you can only manage a simple greeting and gift before scurrying off. you don’t know how his face looks like when he sees you, as you can’t make eye contact with him. does he smile? is he weirded out? you wish you could look him in the eye and be confident enough to confess.

however, your defense began to crumble when taehyun decided to start trying to chase after you. after you said your greetings, taehyun would start to ask you about your day so far, how you were, etc. after he began doing that, you decided the only way to keep your heart from bursting, was to ignore him. no more random gifts, no more greetings, and no more interactions. you were fine admiring him from the sidelines, after all, you had been doing that all this time; what’s the difference?

how did you end up in this situation? why was taehyun pinning you against the wall of a café you decided to go to this morning? his left arm was above you, and his right hand was politely at his side. his eyes felt like they were staring into your soul. your face was heating up, it was getting hard to breathe. your heart could only thump-thump it’s life out, trying to keep you up-right so you wouldn’t faint.

“why have you been ignoring me?” taehyun asked.

what?

“i-ignoring you?” you replied, feeling a bit dumb.

“yeah, you haven’t been saying hi to me at all for the past few weeks! what’s the deal?” he asked, his voice raising slightly in volume.

you began to curl into yourself, hugging the wall for dear life. if you thought it’d be hard to look into his eyes before, it is basically a death sentence now. he sounded so irate, but so hot.

“i..i’m sorry,” you uttered.

“sorry? no i don’t want a ‘sorry’, i want you to tell me that you’ll talk to me. am i scary or something?” he continued.

“n-no! you’ll never scare me, i just..assumed..,” you felt your throat seizing up.

he was so close, you could feel his body heat radiating onto you.

“assumed what, y/n, don’t blue-ball me now. tell me what i did, and we can work this out,” taehyun said, his voice softening when he realized you look smaller then when he first saw you today.

you felt his concern, he was concerned, for you? why did he want to bother with you? why did he care so much, so much to the point of hunting you down? why? your mind was going a million places, when suddenly taehyun hugged your waist with his right hand, his heartbeat slowly becoming noticeable to you. you looked at him for the first time ever, and took a deep breath.

“y-youstartedtryingtotalktomeallofasuddenandigotnervous!” you rambled, squeezing your eyes shut.

“nervous of what y/n? did you think i was trying to hurt you? i could never hurt someone as cute as you, i mean look at you. you’re curled into yourself darling,” taehyun said, the sweetness dripping from his lips.

he really had no idea how flirty he was being, did he? you heard him call his guy friends and girl friends ‘darling’ before, so you knew you weren’t special.

“i was nervous that you would notice i -- !” you stopped yourself, sliding down the wall and balling yourself up.

“..lik...ou.”

your butt was touching the floor now, then you heard taehyun shifting around until he was at the same level as you. you didn’t want to see his facial expression right now.

“what’d you say y/n? please tell me,” he asked.

“ilikeyou,” you whispered, just loud enough for him to hear, “now please leave me alone, i know you don’t like me b-”

his hand touched the top of your head, and he giggled.

“you’re so cute angel.”

“you have to look at me for me to kiss you angel.”

“i know i know, just give me a second.”

it had been months since you two began dating, and you still didn’t have your first kiss due to your shyness. taehyun decided that on the 3-month mark, you had to let him kiss you (if you said no, then he wouldn’t pressure you, but thankfully you said yes to the plan).

now you were sitting on his bed, your head staring at the sheets as taehyun waited for you to look at him like a puppy. since dating him, you realized that taehyun’s love language was physical touch and that you being close to him was important for him to understand that you loved him.

“take your time angel,” taehyun said, leaning back a tad bit.

you slowly lifted your head, scanning his entire body, and finally resting on his face. his eyes were expecting you, he smiled as you finally made eye contact. he raised his left hand to caress your face, and he leaned a little closer. his eyes now staring at your lips.

“l-let’s stay like this for a little bit, my heart is pounding too much,” you said, feeling his right hand touch your lower back to bring you closer.

he hummed in response, and rested his head on your right shoulder, his right hand drawing small circles. he let his left hand fall as he waited patiently, loving the feeling of your warm body touching his. you looked up at the ceiling and realized that you were lucky to find someone who could deal with your shyness, someone who would be okay with just holding hands, or you just sitting next to him. you smiled and tapped taehyun’s shoulder.

“do it.”

“finally.”

ღ huening kai, class clown/social butterfly x student council member

♫ playing now : some by bol4 & attention by newjeans

finally we reached our cutie hyuka

now obviously i don’t know if he’s truly the class clown but his laugh... it RADIATES class clown energy

he IS that class disruption that people want to hate but can’t because he’s so damn cute

probably has students folding for him with his bubbly and humorous personality

but! you being a student council member, you are basically his enemy

someone who’s always trampling on his fun :(

you two probably grew up going to the same schools

he knows who you are and always wants to catch up with you

but you always give him the cold shoulder for whatever reason

you most likely liked him when yall were younger and when you hit high school you wanted to impress him by joining student council

but it backfired because the school needed you to keep up appearances

plus the pressure from your other members :((

yeah you never got the chance to talk to kai once yall began school

it makes him sad to look at you stressing out and losing the sparkle you had when you two were younger

so he tries extra hard to make the class environment happier so when you walk in, you won’t get negative vibes

probably sees you getting scolded by a fellow council member and decides to finally walk up to you and get you to have fun with him

“i asked you to do just one thing! why can’t you do anything right?! god y/n, it’s like you joined student council without getting an education first, why did we get such a dumbass?”

“i hear what you’re saying, but this is completely inappropriate. if you have a problem with me personally, we can discuss this with our advisor, instead of berating me and embarrassing the entire student council in the public hallway. please go and compose yourself before accusing me of not doing my role.”

your fellow member stormed off with an eye-roll, and you sighed before turning around to see kai standing there with his eyes wide open.

“wow! you were so cool y/n!” he exclaimed, a smile on his face.

i’m cool..? he thinks i’m cool..?

“what do you need kai?” you asked, forcing a straight face.

“i just wanted to see if you were ok, i saw that person yelling at you,” kai replied, a pout replacing his smile.

“well i’m fine, thank you. now please excuse me, i must go home now,” you said, nearing your breaking point.

nothing seemed to be going right this week, first you fail to do a homework assignment on time, leading to you forgetting about the work your member asked you to do, then you got yelled at in front of multiple students and kai, it really was not your week. you walked into the bathrooms and started to stare at yourself.

you joined student council to look cool for kai, but now look at you. heavy eyebags, unkempt hair, lazy school clothes, and no life in your eyes.

“kai would never want me now..,” you muttered to yourself, mindlessly fixing your wrinkled clothes.

you took one more look at yourself, and burst into tears. it was all too much for you. the pressure of keeping up an image, a false image, you wish you could be like kai. he was free and constantly expressing himself in ways you could never think of for yourself. you were jealous of him, you wanted to get the wings you were sure he was gifted.

you washed your face lightly and stepped out of the bathroom, and felt a giant force come from your right as someone hugged you with a ton of vigor.

“e-excuse me!” you yelled, looking at your attacker.

kai merely glanced down at you with 10 peoples’ worth of pity. was..was he listening to you cry?

“let’s go have fun, y/n, please?”

turns out his idea of “fun”, was dragging you to an arcade. the whole time, he was urging you to find a game you wanted to play together, but his eyes kept drifting to the stuffie claw game. after playing a few games of your choice, you walked over to the claw machine, staring intently at which one he would like.

“kai, choose one. i’ll try and get it for you,” you said.

“choose one? i was going to ask you to choose one for yourself..i am the one who invited you after all, but if you insist!” he replied, proceeding to stick his face onto the glass.

you giggled as he saw his nose sploosh against the glass as he stared at the stuffies with endless child-like curiosity. you knew damn well he would not be able to pick one, so you tapped his shoulder to get him out of his stuffie-drunk state.

“you’re not going to be able to pick just one, i know, let me just get one for you so we can go home,” you said, gently pushing him aside.

kai pouted but nodded as he watched you get into position. he watched intently as the arm moved to the right, then to the left, and slowly..slowly went down, and grabbed a stuffie that looked just like you.

“here,” you handed him the stuffie.

he started to giggle slightly.

“it looks just like you! it has your angry eyes and your cute cheeks!” he said, poking the stuffie all over its face.

he hugged the stuffie tightly.

“you should just hug me then. i look just like it anyways,” you said, looking away in embarrassment.

a loud gasp came from him, and you got tackled, nearly crashing into the claw machine.

“ahh i love you! you’re so cute when you talk to me!” kai squealed, hugging you like you were going to disappear.

“you love me?”

now after you two started dating, kai made an effort to be the most ANNOYING couple ever.

random hallway tummy rubs?

check.

bursting into your classroom just to say he loves you?

check.

carrying you on his back when you slightly trip?

check.

being extremely cheesy and cringy?

check, check, and check.

have fun with this giant ass penguin who probably does not understand personal boundaries.

...and we’re done! this is my first work, and it took me like 2 and a half weeks to finish. ://

using the tag “ ღ the lune sees all “ will show all my written works, please expect more from me!

almost none of my works will be proofread, since i am...really...really lazy.

ღ lune

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HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY!

Maybe a DKOL one shot where Nat decides to take R out to a bar for a lil action and also R doesn’t go out much bc she’s taking care of Dylan or working. All the attention goes to Nat, which she brushes off all the men’s advances. But then one man takes interest in R, but it’s quickly clear he’s being handsy and bold (just a dick and lowk a abusive). It gives R flashbacks to Kane and she starts to have a panic attack, but Nat calms us down. Maybe a lil dark Nat at the end where she “deals” with the guy 😏

I love how deliciously wonderful u balance dark Nat with soft/protective Nat so I would love to see that more!! THANK U HAPPY EARLY BDAY

Drabble || A Little Bit of Fun

Pairing: CEO! MobBoss! Natasha Romanoff x Single Mom! Reader (Platonic)

Summary: Natasha takes you out for a girls night

Notes: A night out with Nat would be so fun! I hope you enjoy this & thank you for the birthday message x So this is so much longer than a drabble lmao, whoops!

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"Ready to go?" Natasha asked with a smile causing you to playfully roll your eyes at her, "Come on, don't be like that. Dyl will be fine with Bucky. If anything, Dyl will look after Bucky" Nat added with a chuckle as she grabbed your handbag off the dining table. "Are you sure about this? Clubs and bars haven't really been my thing since I found out about Dylan" you explained while quickly fixing your hair in the mirror.

"Which is exactly why we're going. Just a few drinks, maybe some dancing, some karaoke and a good time. You've been work a lot, you need a break. Let your hair down"

You frowned slightly, you never thought that Natasha, your boss for that matter would ever be one for a 'girls night' as they call it. "We'll be back by midnight, right? I don't want Dylan to worry" you turned to Natasha who nodded.

"Dylan is with Bucky, they are probably playing with his trucks, eating some take out burgers and I wouldn't be surprised if Bucky has Dylan sitting on the sofa with apple juice watching the football game".

"Somehow that doesn't make me feel any better" you bit your bottom lip in worry.

"Y/n, we are going out. Dylan is safe, he's fed, he's warm and he's in good hands. We are going to have a great time; besides, I could do with the different scenery from the bar at home".

With a sigh you gave in, grabbing your bag from Natasha's hands and following her out the door of your apartment.

It had been a good few years since you last went out like this, in fact, the last time was that horrible night that somehow gave you your biggest blessing. Natasha wore a black dress that hugged her figure perfectly and you knew right away that she'd be catching eyes from the moment you both stepped into the bar. You didn't mind though, you found it amusing watching Nat send glares at people who thought they had a chance at buying her drink.

"Before we go in there, I want you to relax" Natasha spoke as her driver pulled up outside the bar, "I am relaxed" you assured her. A lie. "You're not, you keep checking your phone and your knee won't stop bouncing!" Nat replied as she placed a hand on your bouncing knee. "I'm sorry" you looked at her, "the last time I had a night like this was the night" you admitted.

"I know, but I promise you, nothing is going to happen. You're with me, as if I'm going to even let anything happen" Natasha's thumb gently stroked the top of your knee. "Promise?" you asked. You just needed her assurance. Natasha nodded, "just give it a chance and if you don't like it, we'll go back to mine and finish the night there" the red head offered. You took a deep breath in and nodded, "okay, let's go have fun" you smiled softly.

----

To your surprise the night was off to a wonderful start, you and Natasha sat by the bartender who wasn't shy of stealing looks of Natasha. Of course, Nat was gaining a fair bit of attention as the night went on, it was a plus for the two of you with the amount of free drinks that were sent to your end of the bar but eventually Natasha was tired of the attention and just sent the men a look that could kill.

"Alright, tell me" you looked to Natasha as you took a sip of your cocktail, "all these men are basically falling at your knees and you're telling me you're not the slightest bit interested in any of them?" you asked. Natasha chuckled and shook her head, "I'm a lesbian honey, I'm surprised you didn't work that out" she replied before she downed a sip of her own drink. You took a moment to think and suddenly it all made sense to you why she never spoke about a husband, boyfriend or a celebrity crush for that matter.

"What are we doing at a straight bar then?" you asked.

"Because I'm not looking for anything, besides, I love the free drinks and disappointment on those men's faces" Natasha explained, "what about you? Have you thought about putting yourself out there a little? Now that Dylan is off to pre-school and all?" she asked.

"I didn't really get a chance to work that out, I guess. I mean, I make out with a few girls when I was in high school and I had a boyfriend at one stage but then Dylan came and I just put all of that to the side" you sipped your drink once more.

"Why don't you give it ago tonight? That guy over there has been eyeing you all night, lets buy him a drink" Natasha smirked as she waved down the bartender while you glanced over to the tall brunette guy who sent a smile your way. "Nat, I don't know" you mumbled as you shifted your attention back to Natasha. "Too late" Nat playfully winked at you.

"Hey there, can I get you a drink?" the man's voice spoke from behind you as you slightly turned to look up at him, "I think I bet you too it" you smiled as the bartender handed you a cold beer for you to hand to the gentleman. "Looks like you did" he chuckled, "I'm Noah" he added as he reached his hand out, you took it gently, "I'm Y/n".

----

Natasha watched from the bar as you finally allowed yourself to have some fun. You danced with Noah, he brought you both some drinks and hadn't failed to make you laugh as the night went on. It wasn't until just before midnight when Noah became rather handsy and tried to coach you to the back seat of his car. You gently pushed him away and shook your head, "No, I'm just here for some fun" you reminded the man.

"It'll be fun baby, come on. I've done the dancing and pulling jokes, let's just get out of here" he replied as he pulled you closer to him. The strong smell of alcohol sent your mind right back to that night, the cries you let out that were ignored only made matters worse. You tried to break free from Noah's hold, but his strength was too much. "Let me go! please, I said no!" You begged. Natasha saw your struggle and slammed her drink on the bar before storming over to the two of you.

"Let her go, she said no!" Natasha's voice came to your rescue. Noah looked at Natasha and released his hold of you, "Nothing but a couple of cheap whores!" He spat before walking away. You quickly turned to Natasha in a panic, your breathing quickened, your hands trembled and sweat began to form on your forehead.

"Y/n, it's okay, he's gone" Natasha spoke softly as she pulled you gently into her arms for a tight hug, "I promised you, nothing was going to happen" she reminded you as she rubbed your back which helped bring your panic attack to a close. She held you until you felt safe enough to pull away.

"Can we please go?" you asked softly in hopes not to disappoint your friend, she nodded, "I'll walk you to the car then I'll come back and pay the bill" She led you out of the bar following behind you for protection. Once in the car, Natasha reminded you she was just going back to pay the bill she racked up while you were busy and that she'd be back in just a moment. Of course, she told her driver to lock the doors which helped keep you grounded.

"A couple of cheap whores huh?" Natasha walked confidently up to Noah, "that's what I said, didn't I?" Noah looked the red head up and down before taking a mouthful of his beer. Natasha took this moment to punch the male in the face, the glass in his hand shattering, leaving pieces in his hand and face.

"You crazy son of a bitch!" he yelled.

"If I ever see you in here again treating women like meat, I'm going to feed you to a meat grinder then to pigs. I'm not joking, when a woman says no, she means no!" Natasha spoke sternly before kicking Noah in his gentles, "does this cheap whore make herself clear?" she asked as Noah fell to the floor.

"You're fucking crazy!" he groaned as he covered his manhood.

"I'll take that as a yes" Natasha replied before walking back to the car.

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