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theunconcernedembalmer · 10 months
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Mr Gatto, do you like doing your job? Is it something you enjoy doing?
(Also take care of yourself Mun! :D)
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Even after everything... I don't think I will be changing my job anytime soon.
#identity v#aesop carl#identity v embalmer#identity v ask blog#identity v the embalmer#gatto event#hi anon thanks for the concern XD#im doing alright i just have this insane depressive block that has been impeding y creative processes#so ive been trying a lot of things to get out of it#one option is to wait it out but im miserable doing nothing. so i will force it out and feel slightly better that at least i did something#i probably should have spaced oout my posts i clear the inbox really really quickly#ill try to get some stuff out while i can. since im free for the month before work resumes n i disappear again#seriously though its frustrating sitting down staring at a blank canvas for 10 mins with 0 ideas and low energy#and then resigning myself to going back to lying down and mindlessly scrolling twitter or whatever#every single time i try to do something i end up back on my bed. for days on end. it makes me want to throw myself down a flight of stairs#at least with asks i have something to work towards and thats so much better even if i do end up back on the bed afterwards#this sounds like a very pathetic show of begging for asks. which i guess it is???#its just that. i used to have so many ideas. i used to draw so many comics. i want to cry every time i compare that with myself now#has work killed off so much of my creativity? probably. but i just really want it back. so im trying my best#i didnt mean to get this emotional in the tags but this is really something ive been struggling with a lot right now#so if u have the time to spare. just drop something dumb in my inbox. it helps a great deal. much greater than i can express#but anyway if ur reading this im still very grateful for the support u have shown to the blog in one way or another.#so thank you very much n i hope the day will treat you kindly#less than three
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tuxedokit · 1 year
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For the anon ask game, I already told you this on anon. I have a crush on you. Should I tell you this off anon?
i,,, hm. i dont know
in the end itss up to you my dear
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hxsbeens · 1 month
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comfort.
pairing(s): Angel Dust x gn!reader
fic contents/warnings: probably ooc Angel, reverse comfort, i rushed the ending because i didn’t know where to go from there oops, mentions of abuse and a brief mention or two about sex, Angel’s hurt
authors note: woo first work on here :D it’s alright i guess, i haven’t properly written since like september lmao. also not proofread, although my mother did read the first few paragraphs and saw a few errors so thank you mom 🫶🏽
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your head was just about to hit the pillow when the door creaked open, making your head snap towards it amidst the darkness of the room. the clacking of heels signaled one’s entrance. they were careful, attempting to stay quiet as they navigated their way through the darkness.
of course, you knew who they belonged to—especially when you heard the quiet hiss followed by a hushed curse.
“Angel?”
the sound of your voice caused a suspension in those very same footsteps. you heard another silent “fuck” as the owner of the voice slowly turned to you.
“i-i’m sorry, sugar,” ANGEL DUST apologetically stammered, tightening the pink, fluffed out robe around his slender form. “i didn’t wake ya, did i? what’re you doin’ up so late?”
you slowly sat up, squinting your eyes in an attempt to see him through the dark room. “no…no, i was just about to head to sleep, actually.” you reach over towards the nightstand and turned on the web-patterned lamp, now able to get a better look at your better half. the very moment the room was lit to that extent, the spider instantly tensed and clutched his robe tighter to his fluff, blinking narrowed eyes to adjust them to the sudden lighting. from where he stood, you could easily see the parts of him he tried to conceal, for your sake.
one of his eyes were starting to bruise—though, from where you sat, it was difficult to tell whether or not it was already there. there’s a dark blue circle on his neck, one that connects to the curve of his shoulder. you couldn’t tell if it was a bruise or hickey. there were probably more, but the silk wrapped around his body covered what you couldn’t see.
your eyes didn’t linger long—you made sure they didn’t. you knew he’d hate it if you stared at him while he looked so - was so vulnerable.
instead, you lightly tossed the covers off you, throwing your legs off the side of the mattress. you and Angel looked at each other, and, silently, you extended your arms expectantly. he gave you a skeptical look. “what’re ya gettin’ at?” he inquired, and you could hear the hoarseness in his voice. it must’ve been a rough night for him…obviously.
“is it so bad that i just want to hug you right now?” you watched as he took in a breath — almost like he wanted to say something smart in return, something filled with his usual sass and wit. but he didn’t.
his fingers tightened around the fluff of his robe, and, with small, reluctant steps, Angel Dust dragged himself over to you, suddenly feeling a lot heavier than he did when he first got back.
once he stood between your arms and legs, he looked down at you, his forehead creasing with the furrow of his eyebrows. you could see the tears gathering at his bottom eyelids, even if he did try to blink them away before they became noticeable.
you were taken slightly aback when he dropped to his knees, having to spread them on the floor a bit so he was able to shove the crown of his head into your stomach. it didn’t take long for you to cradle his head, soothingly running your fingers through his fur. in kin, his upper arms wrapped around you, the ones lower reaching up to grasp your wrists. his touch desperate.
“we don’t have to talk about it, sweetie,” you whispered, feeling his upper shoulders shake slightly as he took in a sharp, trembling intake of breath. “we can just…sit here. until you’re ready for bed.”
he sobbed quietly in your arms. “im tired, [nickname].”
“i know, baby.”
“why’s it always have to be me he plays with? why can’t i ever get a break? it’s- it’s like he knows to only call me in when i’m finally fine!”
“i know.”
“why does-“
you silence him by cupping his face, lifting his head to look at you. his fur was getting wet with his tears, and his makeup ran with the streaks. he hiccuped, tensing for a moment. he was still so, so unused to the gentle treatment, especially after such a night.
you don’t say anything. you just stroke his cheeks, your thumbs running over the pink freckles over his white cheeks as you looked at each other. you smile as he slowly leaned into your touch, closing his eyes as he tried to savor the feeling of comfort once more. your hands were so warm, so familiar. they almost instantly brought him back from his head.
you pull him back in, and he holds you tighter, desperate — but in a different font of it.
“An-..” you pause, looking down at him carefully. this wasn’t Angel Dust with you, not right now, and you knew that. “Anthony?”
he’s silent. but his hoarse voice sounds from where his head is, his voice slightly muffled.
“..yeah?”
“i love you.”
“i… i love you, too, [name].”
you both sat like that for a moment; you holding and comforting him, and him embracing the affection without any comments. he wasn’t tense anymore, relaxing fully in your entrusted hold on both him, and his beaten heart. you knew he trusted you. and he knew it all the same. it was hard for him to believe, and even grasp the reality of at first, but he…sort of came to terms with it.
“i just don’t understand how someone like you could love someone as broken as me.” he once told you. and you had no doubt that he was thinking it again, right in this very moment.
you didn’t say anything about it. you wouldn’t want to bring him down again after getting him calm.
instead, you proposed, “how about we go shower? you smell like sex, and i just got these sheets washed. i don’t want our bed smelling like an asshole.”
Angel let out a little laugh at your words, finding your own distaste (or, hatred, more specifically) for his “boss” amusing. “only if you join me,” he replied, looking up at you with a smile. you smiled back. “of course. i’d be stupid not to.”
“damn right, you would.”
you laughed, and he looked at you with a love-stricken gaze. one of which you returned.
he would be alright - he knew it.
and he had you to thank for it.
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chellestrash · 2 months
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Let me handle it.
Frank Castle x F!Reader
summary: After a long day at work you FINALLY get home and Frank decides to offer some help with redirecting your frustrations. warnings: strong language, explicit language, explicit content, pet names, praises, fingering, masturbation, unprotected sex. word count: 3.8k an: Hey heeey, me again...trying to get out of my writers block LIKE ALWAYS! I stg there isnt a fic on this blog that isn't my attempt to try and get back into writing but anyway. This was just something short and sweet I wanted to get out to hopefully get the gears moving again. Let me know what you think! I know the ending feels a bit rushed but I hope its alright. Reblogs and feedback appreciated as always! Hope you'll enjoy! OH and of course, thank you @chelseasdagger for helping with this one and im tagging @lucy-sky cause she requested that!
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You push the front door open and sigh loudly at the sight of your apartment. The 8 hours of work felt particularly long today, and you swear at some points you weren't really sure if 5pm was actually going to come after all. The tiredness fills every inch of your body to the point that some parts actually, physically hurt as you get your coat and boots off before making your way over to the living room.
“There she is.”
Frank sits on the big couch in front of the TV, his ‘work’ clothes still on, so you assume it hasn’t been long since he got back as well. He looks better than you feel, though, one leg on the floor, the other propped up on the small coffee table. The TV remote is still in his hands, but you notice how he turns the screen off the second he notes your presence. 
Looking up at the sound of his voice, you do your best to smile in response, but the content expression fails to reach your eyes, and you turn your gaze back to the wooden floor before answering.
You mumble a quiet greeting under your nose and walk past the couch, past him and into the small now, thank god, dark bedroom. 
Frank frowns, turning his head as he watches you cross the living room and disappear behind the bedroom door. It’s not hard to pick up on the fact that something is clearly off. It’s not like you two cling to each other the second you step through the front door, but he knows something about the way you act today just doesn't feel how it should feel. He grunts, pushing himself up from his spot on the couch, and makes his way over to the bedroom.
Back in the small room, you attempt to get rid of your work clothes as fast as possible, longing for the simple yet unmatched comfort of one of Frank’s basic t shirts. You pick the one laying by the end of the bed, the one you knew he currently slept in, and softly pull the work shirt up and off over your head before ditching your bra too and tossing it off to the side. You can't be bothered to clean it up, not right now, probably not tonight. With the t shirt now on, you sit at the foot of the bed. 
A loud sigh exits your body as you attempt to take your pants off, but for some reason, the task proves harder than it would be on any other day. You fight with the fabric for another moment, frantically waving your legs back and forth with no avail before hiding your face in your hands, ready to dig the nails into your flesh with all the pent-up frustration of the week. 
“You need help with that?”
You drag your fingers down your face and turn to face him.
Frank stands in the doorway, arms crossed in front of his chest as he leans onto the door frame, and you hope he wasn't here long enough to witness your meltdown. 
“I don’t… know.”
You admit, the overwhelming frustration wins over the slight embarrassment of the previous moment. 
Frank nods before pushing himself away from the door frame. He walks over to the bed without a word, and before you can try to explain yourself, you watch him get down on one knee in front of you with a grunt.
“Alright.”
He mumbles softly, fully kneeling in front of you now. Holding your calf softly in one hand, he pulls the fabric of your pants down your leg before switching to the other one. You watch silently as he gets rid of the clothes for you before tossing them off to the side, to be dealt with at some point during the week. 
“That better?”
He asks softly, and you nod, your body relaxing at the sensation of his fingers brushing up and down the back of your calves softly. 
“Work?”
He asks carefully, feeling the need to figure out what was wrong, but not wanting you to have to think about it again.
Closing your eyes, you sigh softly and nod once more, confirming his previous suspicion. 
“Want me to go out there…make sure this shit is sorted?”
The question makes you chuckle, and you breathe out a quiet laugh as your eyes find his again. He never looked away from you. 
“You gonna go beat the shit out of my boss?”
You finally speak up, pushing your fingers through Frank’s short hair, feeling it prickle your skin slightly as you do so. The familiar feeling somehow grounds you in the moment as you feel more present than before. 
Frank scoffs at your words, looking off to the side for a second before turning back to face you. That god-damn cocky smile makes you smile back at him almost instantly. 
“That what you want?”
He moves his hands up, fingers now brushing over your thighs as he pushes forward slightly, you spread your legs open some more to fit his wide frame between them. 
“I mean if you’re offering.”
You joke, and he breathes out through his nose quickly, shaking his head with a semi playful smile.
“Yeah, okay, you got it, kid.”
He mumbles before leaning down to press a kiss onto your thigh. Closing your eyes, you let out a quiet hum, the wet warmth of his lips present on your skin for a long couple of seconds before he finally pulls away. 
“How ‘bout I make you feel good? Hmm? That sounds okay?”
His voice rumbles through your body as he moves closer to you and the bed, gently lifting your one leg up and over his shoulder before he does the same with the other one.
“Fuck.”
You start, already feeling how your body begins to react to him, the warmth between your legs slowly growing more prominent.
“You don't understand how much I’d love that right now, I just…”
He stops, stops immediately and waits to hear you out.
“I’m too fucking tired to move, Frankie.”
“Who says you gotta do anythin’?”
The way he answers makes it feel like the most obvious thing in the universe, like how he doesn't understand how you could've thought of it in any other way than him giving you all he can offer.
“Shit, you think I’m gonna make you ride it or something?”
He looks up at you from where he's kneeling by the bed, eyebrows pulled together in a frown, as if he genuinely can not believe you’d think that.
“Think I’m gonna make you get on your knees? Suck me off and tell you you’re doing a good job, hmm? That what you think?”
You laugh, shaking your head, knowing he would never make a situation like this about himself. Yeah, you two enjoyed it when things got rough during sex, and you enjoyed ordering Frank around just as much as he did with you, but you both also understood the timing and feeling of this situation. You knew not everything always worked the same, and so did Frank. “If you did, you’d get a fucking knee to your stomach, you got that?”
You state and Frank scoffs once again.
“Yes, ma’am.”
He nods, pressing a kiss to the side of your thigh before helping you slide your legs off his shoulder.
“Alright.”
He starts after pushing himself off the floor.
“Lay down, kid, show me how you want it.”
He gestures to the bed, and you give him a big, bright smile for the first time since getting home from work. Turning your back to him, you climb up to the top of the bed before dropping onto one of the big pillows. With a satisfied groan, you bury your face into the soft fabric and close your eyes for a second before pulling one of your legs up, bending it at the knee. The movement causes the fabric of Frank’s shirt to slowly slide down the slope of your back, exposing both your panties and your ass to the man standing at the foot of the bed.
“Yeah? Like that?"
He asks in that deep, groggy voice, and you nod, rubbing your cheek against the pillow without bothering to open your eyes as you do so.
“Alright.”
He mumbles, and you feel the mattress dip under the weight of his body after a moment. You listen to your body, to its needs and wants, and push your ass out slightly towards him with a quiet, innocent moan.
Frank scoffs loudly, shaking his head as he climbs over you, his arms propped up on either side of your body as he holds himself up above you. 
“Thought you were too tired to pull that shit.”
He points out in a teasing manner, and you crack one eye open slowly, the corner of your mouth pulling up into a playful smile.
“Oh no, I’m never too tired to be a pain in the ass to you.”
You mumble, somewhat to him, somewhat into the fabric of the pillow, before he breathes out a small laugh and leans down to press a kiss right on your shoulder. You watch as the muscles in his arm tense when he's pushing himself up again.
“Yeah, okay, you gonna let me do this or do you want to keep being an ass?”
You grin at the word and glance back at him, but he cuts you off before you manage to say anything.
“Don’t, do not fucking answer that.”
You laugh out loud, but the laughter quickly turns into a deep grunt when Frank pushes his hands against your ass. You feel his fingers digging into your body when he squeezes you tight, and you lift your hips up slightly, pushing into his touch. 
“Yeaaah, s’what I thought, you like that?”
You hum softly and hope it’s enough of an answer as the firm grip on your body disappears for a second, just to come back a moment later. 
“I got you now, kid, s okay."
He grumbles, pushing your legs apart some so he can sit in between them, right behind your ass. Pushing the hem of your shirt up, he gently brushes his fingers over your back. His hands make their way to the sides of your body, fingertips brushing up and down your ribs for a moment, and you let out a loud sigh.
“That’s it, good girl, again.”
You repeat the deep breath in and a calm exhale, allowing him to lead you through this, this one time. Dragging his hands lower and lower down your body, Frank works his fingers over your skin. The firm but gentle sensation of his touch spreads from your back and sides to your ass, then lower onto the back of your thighs and then calves when he reaches his arm behind his back. 
“Mmmm, Frankie”
Your hips push up once again when his thumbs dig into the spot right under your ass, and he breathes out a laugh. 
“Yeah, okay.”
You don’t have to explain it to him, he knows how to read your body. Slowly dragging his thumb over the fabric of your panties, he slips his four other fingers between your legs, cupping your pussy over your underwear. 
You whine quietly, your eyes still closed as he begins to draw small circles against your most sensitive spot, the tension in your body releasing into his touch. 
Humming quietly, you snuggle into the pillow, letting yourself fully relax now as the stress of the day leaves with your satisfied hum.
“Yeah? This what you like? Hmm?”
You push yourself back into his hand, leaning harder into his touch as an answer, and Frank tightens his hold onto you in response. The intensity of the sensation rises as he pushes his fingers harder against you. 
The tired, but honest smile on your face indicates how good of a job he’s doing. Well, that and the way the fabric of your underwear dampens more as the minutes pass by.
“Frank-“
You mumble out quietly, reaching your hand behind your back and hooking your fingers under the hem of your panties.
His touch disappears immediately as he pulls his hands away from your body, letting you dictate exactly what happens. 
He watches you fiddle with the fabric for a moment before you quickly tug it down your thighs and assists once it gets stuck behind your ass.
“Yeah that’s it sweetheart, show me what you want.”
You push your ass up slightly with an inpatient sigh once he slides the fabric down past your ankles and tosses it off to the side.
Once again, his big, warm hands find their way to your back, fingers pressing into your skin as he takes a moment to massage your muscles in your back, and then you feel him push the fabric up higher to tend to your shoulders as well. Feeling the bulge between his legs press into your ass the second he leans down to trace the back of your neck with his lips, you hum satisfied, eyes still closed, lips curled up into a smile. 
“Really, Frankie? That much?”
You tease, and he rolls his eyes at your words, shaking his head with a sly smirk still on. 
“Yeaaah yeah, shut up.”
He starts before leaning back down, his lips right by your ear this time. His hand pushes down between your legs, touching you directly now, and you know he can feel your body’s response to the whole thing.
“Really, kid? This much?” 
You huff out a laugh as a response and reach behind you to wrap your fingers around his wrist and keep his hand in place. 
“Not like it's my fault.”
You mumble quietly and hear Frank’s chuckle from behind you.
“Okay, calm down, just tell me what you want, sweetheart.”
“I want to feel good.”
“Yeah?”
You nod.
“Want me to make you feel good, baby?”
Another nod before you feel Frank’s hand push under your body and cup your chest firmly. His thumb brushes over your nipple as his lips brush down your spine, over your back. Feeling your body slow down, you allow yourself to relax properly as the warm, familiar feeling grows stronger between your legs. 
He pushes his hand right there again, touching you right where you long for it the most.
“Mhmmm.”
You hum quietly, as his three fingers push between your folds before he starts tracing circles around your clit. You close your eyes, allowing yourself to get lost in the feeling, your body finally relaxing after the exhausting day. Maybe in some other circumstances your mind would slip. If you were alone, if you tried to distract yourself on your own, your mind would wander, but not now. Not with Frank right there in the bed with you. He made it…difficult to focus on anything else, knew how to keep your mind occupied, how to prevent your thoughts from wandering where you didn't want them to go. 
His touch strengthens, and you feel your back arching slightly with a quiet moan slipping past your lips.
“Ah-fuck.”
You grunt the moment his fingers slip inside you. 
“Shh shh shh-”
Frank mumbles quietly, pushing them further in with ease thanks to your body’s intense reaction to his generous attempts to help.
“That okay?”
His low, groggy mumbling continues while he pushes his thumb against you, working on your clit as you feel yourself clenching around his thick fingers. Frank grunts loudly, watching your involuntary response to his question.
“Yeaah, s’what I thought.”
“Mmmmm-you’re pushing it.”
You whisper and he scoffs.
“Yeah? Shit, am I- hmm?”
He lowers the tone of his voice to match yours, leaning back down with his lips right by your ear yet again.
“Just tryna make you feel good, baby.”
He reassures you, watching your lips part as you feel the center of his palm push flat against your center, the wet sounds of your body filling the room slowly as he begins to slip his fingers in and out of your body once, twice, and again, again and again.
You hum loudly this time, biting into your lower lip before you angle your lower back up slightly in an attempt to chase the sensation every time he slips his fingers out almost completely. 
“Frank-”
You start, but he cuts you off, pressing his thumb harder against your clit. 
“Mmm, Frank-”
You repeat yourself with a loud moan before your muscles tense up, and you use the built-up force to push your ass back into him when you feel him slip his three fingers out of your pussy again.
“Ah- Fuck!”
He groans at the unexpected feeling, panting loudly when your ass pushes against the bulge in his pants, and you feel his tight grip on your thighs once you push into him again.
“Shit- okay, okay-”
He does his best to focus once again, and you breathe out a laugh, entertained by the slight shift in the dynamic.
“You okay there, Castle?”
You purr, glancing back to watch the way his eyes focus on your ass, feeling his hips buck up into you slightly. 
“Shit-”
Letting go of your thigh, he reaches up, quickly grabbing one of the pillows lying by your head before lifting your hips up a couple inches above the mattress and sliding it right under your body to help with the angle.
“Good?”
He asks, glancing up at you, the big, brown eyes fixed on yours as he awaits your answer for a moment before you nod quickly. 
“Couldn't have done it better myself.”
He chuckles, shaking his head as he drags his hand down your back, stopping right above your ass.
“Yeah no shit-”
You roll your eyes at his words and rest your head back on the pillow, closing your eyes one more time. The sound of the metal buckle of his belt travels through your entire body, and you feel a slight tingling sensation between your legs. Pushing them apart softly, you earn yourself another
“Oh, fuck-”
From Frank, as he now gets to properly see the fruit of his labor. You lay in front of him, naked from the waist down, your legs spread open, your pussy wet from how he touched you before. 
“God damn it, kid-.”
He whispers quietly under his breath. 
“You know how perfect you look? Hmm?”
He asks, working his hand under the waistband of his boxers to pull himself out. 
“I ever tell you that?”
“Once or twice.”
You tease, answering the question without opening your eyes, arching your back slightly to make sure he gets a good view. 
“Ffff-”
You glance back this time, the wet sounds convincing you the view would be worth it, and it is. You watch for a moment as he works his hand over the length of his cock, his lips parted as he pants loudly with every other stroke, his fingers wrapped tightly around his length.
Gradually slowing down the movement, Frank holds onto the base of his cock, lining himself up with your exposed center. You hum softly, and your hips rise off of the mattress the moment you feel the head of his cock between your legs.
“Mhmm, just like that.”
You whisper to encourage him, with a slight note of impatience in the tone of your voice. 
“Yeah? So..s that what you want me to do?”
“Frank.”
You warn him, knowing exactly where this is going.
“What if I just-”
He continues.
“Frank, don't you f-”
He cuts you off, pushing his cock in between your folds and your whole body jerks forward at the sudden, unexpected sensation accompanied by a loud moan that slips past your lips.
“Fr- fuck!”
You swear, gripping the bed sheets before pushing your ass back against his cock, feeling it rub over your center, between your folds and nudging at your sensitive clit. 
Frank laughs loudly, louder than he should in your opinion, considering this was his–and his only–fault. 
“Shiiit kid, didn't mean to get you this bad.”
He attempts to calm your body, his big hand resting on your lower back as he continues to slide his cock in between your folds, teasing your entrance and clit with every single one of your now sped up breaths. 
“Frank, this- isn't helping.”
You whine out, listening to your body, desperate to feel him inside now.
“Give- shit, give me a second here, kid, this-”
He pants louder now, his other hand on your ass, spreading you open for a better view. 
“I swear to god if you come before I get to feel you, I’m sleeping alone.”
He scoffs loudly, hanging his head low as he stops touching himself. 
“That a threat?”
He questions your intentions with that sly smirk on his face, and you prop your chest up slightly.
“Wanna find out?”
You glance back, eyebrow raised.
“Nah, won't risk it.”
He states quietly, his chest rising and falling quickly, his cock hard between your legs. 
“You scared of me, Castle?”
You mumble the question out as you lay back down on the big pillow, feeling the head of his cock right at your entrance now. 
“Yeah, actually, how did you know?”
“Luck guess.”
“Yeah?”
He continues the conversation, pushing his cock inside you slowly. You let your lips part, fall open as you feel him deeper and deeper inside you. You can feel the way it stretches you open, a familiar feeling you got used to since being with Frank. 
“That good? Hmm?”
He asks quietly, leaning slowly over your body as he thrusts into you.
“Mhmmm.”
You hum out a confirmation as the movements continue, you feel your body rocking back and forth with his body, with the bed. 
“Good, wouldn't wanna be on your bad side.”
The thrusts grow stronger as he reaches up to hold onto the headboard, grunting loudly as you clench around him. 
With his cock buried deep inside you, you manage another response.
“Keep doing what you're doing, and you'll be safe.”
“Yes ma’am.”
The trusting continues for a while after, as he tries to do his best to keep it together long enough for you to feel satisfied. His other hand wraps around your throat at some point, and he lifts your head up slightly. Your breathing speeds up, and you pant loudly through your parted lips as you feel yourself getting closer to the climax.
"Attagirl, you feel it?"
He asked, no cockiness in his voice this time. It's an honest question, he sounded almost concerned.
"Mhm."
Your quiet hum has to work as an answer for now as you grip the bed sheets tighter, feeling his cock nude the underside of your stomach from within you.
"God damn it, kid-"
He mumbles into your shoulder, lips brushing over your skin when he feels your walls clenching around him harder now.
"Frank-"
"Shh shh shh, I got it."
He reassures you, resting your head back onto the mattress before reaching down between your legs.
"You just relax, kid, let me do this for you."
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princessbrunette · 3 months
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reader upset bc things just aren’t going her way today, she woke up on the wrong side of the bed after not getting much sleep, and her hair didn’t turn out the way she wanted it too, she couldn’t find her favorite skirt and she broke her nail. rafe takes her with him to run errands and handle business, and she’s quiet and upset the whole time and she just needs her rafe but he’s so busy right now. eventually something small happens like she trips over her feet or spills something over herself and had a meltdown, bc we all get overstimulated and have meltdowns sometimes :/
i can’t explain to you how much i relate to this :(( have too many days like this one !!
you’d be quiet for the most part, more quiet than usual but rafe isnt gonna necessarily question it, just chalking it up to being in a bad mood. by the time you’ve made it to the car, everything’s overstimulating you. you don’t like the songs that keep coming on the aux, the car is rumbling too loud, rafes being quiet too so it’s just setting you on edge thinking somethings up, it’s just too much. but worst of all, you were hungry.
rafe had some errands to run, but he’d promised you fries, mentioned casually earlier which he’d probably forgotten about. you were holding onto that fact, knowing being fed would greatly cure a large part of your foul mood.
you’d passed the midway point, rafe completing another task on behalf of his father before you finally speak up— voice croaky from lack of sleep and lack of use. “can we get food now?”
he glances at you, reversing out of his spot, looking over his shoulder with his mouth parted in concentration. “huh? oh — uh, yeah, yeah soon. i left somethin’ in the boat so i gotta go pick it up.” he speaks casually.
for some reason, it’s your tipping point.
“no… you said we’d—” you’d go to argue, but suddenly burst into tears, crying into your hands. once you start, you quickly realise you can’t stop, the overstimulation and every issue you’d faced that day catching up with you. rafe frowns in confusion at you, eyes darting between the road and your hunched over form.
“hey, what are you — why are you crying?” he asks, and you can’t answer— far too upset. he sighs, thinking for a moment you’re being a tad dramatic, so used to being spoiled by him that you’re crying over something so minor. he doesn’t like seeing you so upset though, so he sighs and starts to turn his wheel, the car hitting a U-turn. “alright, hey, alright. i’ll get your damn fries. shit.”
it’s only when you don’t calm down he actually starts to get a little concerned. you cry the entire journey, not lifting your head from your hands— and all he can do is spare you worried glances before ordering your food. he parks in the lot, a wad of napkins from the food bag in his clutch and turns to you.
“look at me, kid. please?” he instructs, and you reluctantly do. blinking through gloopy mascara and sniffling your snotty nose shamefully. he dabs at your face, holding the napkin to your nose and quietly telling you to blow. he then sets it aside, and places the fries in your lap, running his hand over his chin and jaw thoughtfully for a moment.
“m’sorry.” you break the silence, staring down at your fries. he sighs, shaking his head.
“what happened, hm? was it me? did i fuck up?”
“no rafe, just got overwhelmed. im having a bad day.”
he stares at you for a moment, turning his body to face you more. “what do you… what do you want me to do?” he asks, his own finger gently prodding at his chest. he was trying to understand you, trying to be a good boyfriend. you think for a moment, glumly staring at your hands.
“i wanna go home and just be with you.” you sulk. he nods slowly, staring off out the window.
“y’know i got shit to do though, baby. can’t just… drop everything, you know? got people countin’ on me. m’handling shit today. ” he squints, hating that he has to be tough— but makes his voice gentle enough to soften the blow.
“i know.” it comes out as a broken whisper, and he can tell you didn’t like his answer. he stares at you, helpless, before speaking once more.
“eat your fries, and then you’re gonna go lay down in the back and have a nap, okay? think you need one. we’ll figure it out from there, a’ight?” he places a hand on your shoulder, tilting his head down and staring into your eyes, hoping what he’s saying is good enough. you think for a moment before nodding and he smiles, patting your cheek.
“alright, that’s my girl. proud of you, okay baby?”
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bkgml · 1 year
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ex bf againnnnnn!
(cw! mentions of vomit but nothing descriptive)
i wish i wasn’t shadow banned so more ppl could see this cause i worked hard!! :(
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10:47pm
yn: hey
katsuki nearly dropped his phone.
“bakugou man, why’re you so quiet?”
bakugou sighed deeply, rolled his shoulders and opened his mouth to speak.
“uh it’s nothing. none of your business.” he shrugs him off.
but sero already made his way behind him.
“bro, yn texted you?!” he calls out.
dropped jaws from around him make the boy seethe.
“i told you to mind your business!” he yells.
ignoring his friends screams, kirishima sees through bakugous facade.
“you gonna text her?” he asks calmly.
bakugou meets his eyes and sighs again.
“probably.” he groans.
“dude, what the hell! you were torn up for months after that breakup!” kaminari pipes in.
but he’s already typing.
10:59pm
suki: why are you texting me?
yn: sorry if i woke you up
suki: you didn’t
yn: can i call you?
he pauses again and the boys have now made their way to surround his phone.
“you guys are like fuckin hyenas.” he frowns.
“are you gonna call her?” kirishima says.
bakugou takes a moment to think before groaning and getting up.
“it could be an emergency.” he mumbles out before opening the door to kirishimas room to stand out in the hall.
*incoming call from ‘suki’*
your breath catches in your throat before you make your shaking thumb press the answer button.
“hi.” you speak shakily.
you pray he chooses to ignore the upset tone in your voice and he does.
“hey.” he replies calmly.
“um. were you asleep?” you ask.
“no, i was with the idiots.”
he hears you laugh lightly through the speakers.
“why’d you text me?” he asks after a beat of silence.
“well, i uh.” you laugh again, a habit you have when you’re nervous.
“i don’t feel well.” you say.
he pauses and starts tapping his foot.
“how’s that my problem? i’m not your boyfriend anymore.” he says, sounding meaner than he intended.
you sigh shakily and he can practically hear the tears forming in your waterline.
“yeah, um… i know that. it’s just i really can’t sleep.” you mumble, afraid of his reply.
“what do you want me to do about it?”
the pause is long before you speak again.
“god this is so embarrassing.” you whine, letting an uncomfortable laugh slip through your lips.
“just say it, alright?… it’s fine.” he says quietly.
“okay um… can i sleep in your bed with you? we don’t even need to make contact or anything.. i just feel like shit and it’s so hard to sleep without you.” you whisper.
he takes a second to think over his answer. if he’s being honest he was hoping you’d say something like that. he hasn’t had a good nights sleep since you broke up either. but on the other hand you’re broken up. he shouldn’t be doing this.
“are you still there, kugo?” you interrupt his train of thought.
he breathes deeply though his nose and blinks away some tears that are trying to form at the use of the nickname.
“uh yeah. just thinkin.” he replies, shakily.
“you really don’t need to let me. i only asked cause i’m really desperate and we didn’t end on terrible terms, you know?” you say quietly.
he rakes a hand through his hair and sighs.
“how bad is it?” he says.
“huh?”
“is it just a cold, or what?” he confirms.
“oh um, i have a high fever and i keep throwing up. sorry if that’s gross i just know you don’t get sick because of your quirk. i can’t ask any of my friends they’ll get sick.” you say.
he groans deeply while pinching the bridge of his nose. you guys are broken up, why does he still care?
“meet me outside my dorm in 5 minutes, and im not doing this shit again.” he mumbles out.
he hears you whine and sniff, feeling a tug on his heartstrings.
“thanks, kugo.” you say as your voice wobbles.
“don’t keep me waiting.” he replies.
the two of you hang up and he groans at the thought of having to tell the idiots.
he opens the door and steps inside.
“hey, so what’d she say?” kirishima asks.
“nothin. i’m going to bed.” bakugou grumbles.
“you sure?”
“yeah, fuck off.” he says as he steps back outside.
he heads back to his room and steps inside.
he made sure to get here before you so he could clean up some things he’s not so proud of.
the framed picture of you he’s never taken off his desk, the small bottle of perfume that rests on his nightstand and your shirt that sits on your side of the bed.
he can’t sleep on your side anymore.
he stashed them all in one of his desk drawers before hearing a knock on his door.
“here goes.” he whispers lowly to himself.
he opens the door to see you standing there.
face red and covered in tear stains, bed head, deep eye bags, lips plush and bitten and his hoodie draped on your form. you’re biting your nails, another habit you have when you’re nervous.
“hi.” you say with watery eyes, bringing the sleeve of his hoodie up to wipe the tears that are threading to fall onto your cheeks.
“hey.” he says, pushing the door open wider.
you step inside hesitantly, before getting a waft of nausea and sprinting into katsuki’s bathroom.
“yn?!” he calls, running after you.
he finds you hunched over the toilet.
“hey…” he says, walking over to you and kneeling beside you.
he’s hesitant but he does start to rub your back and clasp your hair in his hand to keep it out of the way.
“it’s alright, let it out. katsukis here.” he says, soothingly.
“hurts…” you whine.
he chuckles quietly.
“i know, swe-“ he cuts himself off, praying you didn’t hear the beginning of the pet name.
you sit up once your done and he sees fresh tears sliding down your face.
“that was a nice icebreaker, huh?” he smiles while he wipes your tears.
“oh yeah, me throwing up. great icebreaker.” you smile back as you lean into his touch.
“better now?” he asks.
you nod slowly before your face crumples up with disgust.
“i still have your extra toothbrush, come on.” he says as he helps you up.
you steady yourself once you’re on your feet.
“thanks, kugo.” you smile brightly.
he has to turn away from your bright smile and your cheery nickname.
“let’s just get you in bed.” he replies.
he waits for you to brush your teeth. while you were together he’d be doing it for you, you sitting on the counter with your legs around his waist and your hand holding his.
he blinks away tears that haven’t even formed yet at the thought of how things used to be.
“bed?” you ask sweetly once you finish brushing your teeth.
he nods and resists the urge to bring you by the hand into his bed so he can hold you until you feel better.
he walks into his room and heads into his bed.
he pats your side of the bed and you bite your nails again before slipping under the sheets with your ex boyfriend.
you turn towards each other but make no move to touch each other.
“you tired?” he asks when he sees your drooping eyes.
you nod and wipe your tears with his sleeve once again.
“why’re you crying?” he asks.
you sniff and snuggle deeper into the sheets of his bed.
“im sorry i made you take care of me.” you cry.
he lets a sigh through his nose.
“i know.” he says and he doesn’t resist the urge to cup your cheek to comfort you.
you whine and lean into his hand again.
“get some rest, yeah? katsuki’s here.”
he’s here. you’re okay.
you repeat those phrases in your mind as you close your eyes and drift off into a calm sleep.
once he knows your asleep he presses a lingering kiss to your head as he finally lets a single tear fall from his eye.
11:37pm
kirishima: hey bro, why’d you leave so early?
bakugou: none of your business.
kirishima: don’t tell me she’s there
bakugou: shut up.
kirishima: bro
bakugou: even if she is here it’s none of your fucking business
kirishima: im just saying you wore torn up for months about her
bakugou: it’s not like we fucked. she’s sick.
kirishima: are you sure?
bakugou: yes now fuck off.
he puts his phone back on the nightstand and ignores the buzzing of his friends protests.
staring up at the ceiling he sighs before he feels rustling from beside him.
you make your way from beside him to resting on top of him with your limbs tangled with his.
he inhales a shaky breath as he wraps an arm around you and kisses your cheeks.
he feels you hug him tighter and he stiffens.
“miss you…” he hears you mumble.
he pauses.
“miss you too, baby.” he calls out in the silence of his bedroom.
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pasta-in-the-pudding · 7 months
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This is random as shit but I think it’s funny 😭
Can I get some headcanons for Jeff, ben and Toby when their (Gn or masc) s/o is in the kitchen, just in the middle of the night, either staring off into nothing or walking in circles; I’m talking like- 3am, eating coco pops or smarties from the bag/box, walking around the room, staring at the floor. And their s/o being like.. ridiculously tired and still drinking redbull/Monster to keep them awake.
I’m autistic and I do it sometimes because idk?? But yeah this was a funny idea and your writing is great, so I’ve come to you! Don’t worry about these if you don’t wanna write them. Have a nice day/night :)
I'm so glad you like my writing! I do not have autism, but I do struggle with maladaptive daydreaming so, i demonstrate behaviors similar to this! I based some of the headcanons off of that so i hope it isnt too far off 😭 🙏
Thank you so much for requesting!!
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Toby
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Toby is up and down a lot during the night, so he'd probably run into you sometime during one of his many bathroom/snack runs
At first he thinks you're also on a snack run, but when he notices that you are just kind of...staring off into space he becomes suspicious
He steps closer to inspect your behavior, before shrugging and going along with it, grabbing his snack and heading back upstairs, and going back to bed
When he's in a trance like that, he usually doesn't like to be bothered, so he figured he'd just leave you to it
It's about an hour and a half later the next time he wakes up, he stretches, gets up, and walks downstairs
He still finds you there in the kitchen, completely intranced and still slowly eating your snacks
He puffs out his lips and tilts his head with a "hm."
He walks up to you and taps your shoulder, startling you a bit
"Sorry." He says, coming to place both hands on your shoulders "you've been here for over an hour, you ok?"
You nod and rub your eyes "yeah, sorry for worrying you" you say with a yawn
He smiles and kisses your forehead "it's ok, now that I know you're alright"
He takes your hands in his and pulls you towards him gently "now come back to bed, im touch starved" he says with a grin
Jeff
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Jeff is a very light sleeper, so the second he feels you shifting away from him, he's up
By the time he rubs the sleep from his eyes, you are already out the door, leaving him slightly annoyed that you didn't notice him waking up with you
He throws on a shirt and walks down the stairs, seeing you pacing around with a bag of smarties in hand, eating them as your mind seemingly drifts off into space
He sighs and rubs his face some more, before walking up behind you and trapping you in a hug, placing three warm kisses to your shoulder "what are you doin' up this early loser?"
You exhale loudly and bring a hand up to rub his head "just....thinking..." you mutter
He kisses you again, this time on the cheek "alright, I'll quit buggin' you. Come back to bed soon, though. You know I can't sleep well without you"
He presses yet another kiss to your cheek, before letting go of you and going back upstairs
When you finally decide to head back upstairs yourself, you grab an energy drink so that maybe once jeff falls asleep again, you can come back downstairs and think some more
When you get back into the room, jeff is laying on the bed, seemingly asleep, until he notices your presence
He moves his head to look at you, before sitting up and stretching "pulling an all nighter, huh?" he asks, gesturing to the energy drink in your hands
You glance at it, before nodding "yeah, I guess so"
He sighs tiredly and yawns "alright, i reckon I'm staying up too, then" he says with a grin
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BEN, having no need to sleep, rarely does so
He instead uses his nights to play video games or catch up on some work he fell behind
Tonight, when he had thought you'd fallen asleep, he got up and turned on his PC, pulling up steam and looking for a new game to play
While he was doing this, you got up and snuck out of the room, going downstairs to do your usual routine of just pacing around and staring into space
He plays his new game for quite a while, before getting bored and looking behind him to check on you
When he sees that you are not there, an eyebrow is raised
He pauses the game and gets up from his chair, looking around for you in various places you'd be in
He finds you in the gym, pacing around. He assumes you picked the gym because it's mostly empty, so you won't be disturbed
He walks over to you and steals a handful of your snacks "whatcha doing" he asks with his mouth full
"Thinking" you reply, not bothering to stop moving around
"Kay, well don't stay up too late, I wanna play animal crossing with you tomorrow" he says, squishing your face and kissing your squished up lips
He is about to go out of the gyms door before he pauses and looks back at you "also, bring me a soda once you're done" he then steps out, closes the door, and goes back upstairs
Hes such a little shit, i apologize for his behavior
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hii kyu ! idk if ur reqs are open but if they are, i wanted 2 request a dokyeom (svt) x m!reader fluff oneshot where dk makes it his mission to cheer up his bf who's sick (or just tired/exhausted if u prefer) by taking him on a date :) anyways i hope u have a great day !! :D
home with u ( lee dokyeom/dk )
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dokyeom x male reader
kyeom takes care of his sick bf !
content : 1k words, fluff, idol!kyeom, kyeom calls reader pretty boy
( a/n ) this is literally MONTHS old im so sorry it took so long :( i changed it a little cause i was having a lot of trouble writing it for some reason but i hope you like it <3
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"kyeom, i can feel you staring."
"okay. and?"
y/n scowled quietly while opening his eyes. dokyeom was laying directly in front of him, just centimeters away.
"it's making me self conscious."
"but you're so perfect," dokyeom countered with a small pout. "looking at you makes me happy. my favorite boy."
"damn it," y/n muttered as he felt a blush creep onto his face. he quickly rolled over to the other side of his bed. "i hate you."
dokyeom simply laughed at his stubborness.
"you love me," he insisted while slipping his arms around y/n's waist, spooning him.
y/n smiled, still trying to hide it though. dokyeom nuzzled his face into his neck while planting tiny kisses against his skin.
"you're still burning up.." dokyeom mumbled. he could feel the heat radiating off of y/n's neck and face, making him even more worried.
"hm.. 'm fine, kyeom," y/n responded drowsily.
"are you sure you don't wanna just go to a doctor?"
"i hate doctors."
"baby," dokyeom quickly argued. y/n didn't need to look at him to know he was frowning - or probably just pouting. he sighed and turned back over to face him.
"if it doesnt pass after tomorrow then i'll go see one, okay?" he promised, leaving a short kiss on the other's forehead.
dokyeom smiled and nodded before catching the male's lips instead. he kissed him deeply, whispering a small "thank you" after pulling away.
"don't you need to leave for rehearsals with the guys?" y/n asked, looking up at him.
"no."
y/n blinked. "no?.."
"i'm staying here."
"what? no. you should go to work."
dokyeom shook his head. "i'm worried about you. i'm staying here."
"kyeom-"
"i already texted our manager. just let me take care of you."
y/n frowned, now seeing the concern in his boyfriend's eyes. he sighed and gave in before snuggling into dokyeom's chest.
"okay, baby. you can take care of me."
dokyeom finally smiled again and nodded his head in triumph.
"i'm sleepy," y/n mumbled into the other's slightly wrinkled shirt.
"then sleep, bub."
"mm.. will you sleep too?"
"i'm not really tired enough to nap, honestly. but i'll stay with you."
y/n felt his heart skip. he smiled and snuggled into him again, soon falling asleep in his arms.
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after sleeping for about an hour and a half, y/n woke up to hear soft humming coming from beside him. he looked up at his partner. dokyeom's eyes were closed peacefully as his phone played wave to earth on the bedside table. he was humming along quietly and running his hands along y/n's arms to the rhythm.
"your voice is so beautiful," y/n complimented.
dokyeom's eyes shot open. he looked down at the boy in his arms.
"did i wake you up??"
"kinda, but it's okay. i like waking up to this."
dokyeom frowned, "no, go back to sleep. i'll shut up."
y/n took the male's hand in his own and gave it a reassuring kiss.
"kyeom, it's okay. i'm hungry now anyways."
dokyeom looked at him for a moment, as if debating his fault.
"alright, i'll see what i can make us for dinner."
"i barely have any food here right now," y/n warned. "unless you want cup noodles for dinner."
"tsk. remind me to go grocery shopping for you tomorrow."
y/n rolled his eyes, "i like cup noodles."
"cup noodles are not a meal."
y/n scowled at such a response.
"'ooh look at me, i'm dk, i'm too good for cup noodles,'" y/n teased, waving his hands around in a mocking tone.
dokyeom squinted at him with fake hatred, "you're lucky you're sick right now."
y/n stuck his tongue out and sunk into the covers of his bed. dokyeom shook his head at him before finally exiting the bedroom.
sure enough, all he could find in y/n's kitchen were cup noodles. he sighed. he wished they could just go out for dinner, but he didn't wanna risk getting anyone sick. he settled on ordering in some food instead.
eventually, y/n got bored by himself. he slowly got out of bed and trudged out of his bedroom. he followed the sound of the music coming from dokyeom's phone, leading him onto his large balcony.
"what're you doing, love?" y/n asked.
dokyeom looked up in surprise as he adjusted one of y/n's small tables on top of some blankets he'd put on the balcony's floor.
"since we can't go out, i thought we'd have dinner outside at least. a home date," he explained. "the fresh air will be good for you and it's so nice out tonight."
y/n couldn't stop a smile from growing on his lips.
"that sounds amazing. thank you."
dokyeom nodded and gave his cheek a light kiss. y/n could tell that the other was proud of himself. dokyeom would never admit it, but he loved hearing approval and praise - especially from y/n.
once their food arrived, dokyeom set everything out and made them drinks. the balcony was the prettiest y/n had ever seen it. with his fairy lights lit and the blankets and a couple pillows brought out, it looked all cozy and warm.
dokyeom set their chopsticks out as a finishing touch before they finally sat down together. it smelled amazing and neither could wait to start eating.
after taking his first bite, y/n hummed in satisfaction. he smiled and closed his eyes, savoring the flavor in his mouth. dokyeom gazed over at him. he was completely in love.
"how do you still manage to look so perfect even when you're sick?"
y/n opened his eyes again and now saw his partner's eyes on him. he couldn't help but blush a little.
"your eyes are broken."
dokyeom's brows furrowed. he leaned forward, over the table and close to y/n's lips.
"my eyes are fine." he gave y/n another kiss, longer and deeper this time, "my pretty boy."
y/n then watched him pull away and go back to his food. he knew his ears and cheeks were probably turning red, while dokyeom just picked up his chopsticks and went right back to eating as if nothing happened.
"how-" y/n didn't know what to say. dokyeom looked back up at him.
"hm?" he hummed. the fake cluelessness on his face made y/n send him a small death glare.
"oh i hate you, lee seokmin."
dokyeom laughed endearingly at the remark, then simply smiled at him.
"you love me, baby."
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juqtier · 3 months
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☆◞: IM ALWAYS JUST A DOOR AWAY ✧ SPENCER REID
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SPENCER REID X FEM READER
SUMMARY: trying to thank reid for the ride home doesn’t go quite how you expect, neither does the rest of the night. it almost feels like you’re losing your mind…
GENERAL WARNING: mentions of alcohol and alcohol, angsty, arguing, spencer is kind of (definitely) an asshole, kissing, cursing, somewhat darker plot points as story progresses
THIS CHAPTERS CONTAINS: cursing, hang over, asshole reid, kind of boring right now!
GENRE: enemies to lovers, fluff, angst
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chapter 3 : hangover
✎ Your head was pounding when you woke up; you felt as if it would explode. You sat up in bed and held your head for a couple minutes before remembering last night.
It almost felt like he was glued to your side, always there to be an asshole. You groan as you recall all of the events of last night.
Your hands fumble to find your phone to text Liv, making sure she was alright and telling her everything that happened last night. She was incredibly excited to have finally met the infamous neighbor of yours, not remembering much about him, before telling you she was going back to sleep since her headache was unbearable.
Even though you didn’t like him, you wanted to thank him for the ride. Maybe this will smooth things over. You get up and throw your hair into a claw clip, not caring that you were still in your pajamas.
You walk over to his apartment and knock on the door, not knowing how you expect him to react. He answered pretty quickly, dressed and ready for the day, as always.
“What?” His rude answer didn’t phase you, at least not anymore. It used to upset you, of course. But now, you were so used to it that if he said ‘hello’, you would’ve asked what’s wrong.
"I just wanted to thank you for the ride last night. You didn’t have to take me and Liv home, but you did so.. Thanks."
Being nice to him felt very vulnerable; he would almost always respond rudely. This time was no exception.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. You’re welcome.” He quickly responds. A moment of silence is shared among the two of you before anyone says anything.
“Do you need something, or are you just being annoying?”
You roll your eyes, unsure of why you were there anymore.
"No, I just thought I'd thank you and be nice. Remind me to never do that again.” You were incredibly annoyed. Spencer Reid plus a migraine was the worst combination anyone could ask for. He scoffs and quickly shuts his door. You groan again, stomping back into your apartment and slamming the door behind you.
You were mad at yourself for trying to thank him; you felt ridiculous. Even with such a simple thing as thanking him, he’d find a way to be rude.
You lay on your couch, still exhausted from the previous night, and your bed seemed too far away. As you lay, your eyes grow heavier, drifting off back to sleep. Maybe a nap could help ease the frustration.
This would prove to be useless, waking up to loud music blaring from next door.
How ironic, as it was coming from no other than Spencer Reid’s apartment.
The rage in your body seemingly built in an instant as you sat up and stormed out of your apartment, right to his door. You ended up knocking harder than you intended to, but you really didn’t care.
How come he thinks he can blast music, but when I do it, it’s a problem?
It takes a while for the door to swing open. You hear two voices behind the door, yet you don't think anything of it until Spencer opens the door, a blonde woman sitting on the couch behind him.
She started at you from her place on the couch, and you even felt yourself staring back at her, speechless, shocked.
“What do you need?" His voice was soft yet clearly annoyed, probably not wanting to be rude to you in front of his date or whoever this was.
You stammer for a bit, flustered, even a little jealous. You’ve never been so confused; why were you jealous of her? Shouldn’t you feel sorry for her?
“Jesus, (Y/N) spit it out.” His voice cuts through your thoughts, and you look up at him, remembering why you were even here. Seeing the girl made you angrier than you were before.
“Jesus Spencer, turn the damn music down! Bringing home some girl isn’t an excuse to blare your terrible music into everyone else’s apartments.”
He smiled at you, almost teasing in a way. “What, are you jealous?”
“Jealous, of what, her? If she could shed, she would probably be sending an SOS to get away from  you.
With that being said, you turn around and storm home. You didn’t want to hear what other comments he had, and you didn’t know why you were so upset.
The music turned down, but you were still angry. What the hell was wrong with you?
You buried your hands in your head, desperate to forget whatever was happening.
Never have you ever wished so desperately to be able to erase your memories.
-‘๑’-
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a.n : this is shorter but the next couple chapters are longer! sorry if it’s boring!!! and sorry if i’m a bit more inactive , merry Christmas or happy holidays or happy day idk!
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freminet-writings · 5 months
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Alright so this is a Dom! Freminet smut request (He'll technically be a sub at the beginning but yeah) Ok so basically The reader (Preferably Fem or Gender neutral) is being a tease and refusing to let Freminet cum even after he keeps begging the reader they still refuse so, Freminet finally gets tired of the readers teasing and basically like, flips a switch and ends up dominating (and possibly overstimulating) the reader, yeah that's pretty much it, i'm sorry if this doesn't make since it's late where i'm at and i'm half asleep right now.
this is so short sorry i was sleepy writing this 😞 afab reader, i will probably end up writing this again soon because i love the concept im just shit at long smut 😭
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"p-please..." freminet's eyes were glossy, with his cheeks red and stained with tears, you thought he looked so pretty like that, you couldn't help but keep edging him even as he begs over and over
you only chuckled at him, your hand stopping as you delayed yet another orgasm from him, and it only served to make freminet grow tired
your hand reached out to touch him again, but you were suddenly flipped on your bed, making you let out a surprised squeak
freminet's hands held your arms down "freminet! what the-?! let me go!" his hand snaked down, rubbing your clit while he stared into your eyes
you let out a muffled moan "freminet- ah... seriously-" his fingers rubbed harshly "what? sensitive?"
he continued his work on your clit, even as you squirmed under him, trying to refuse the submissive urges, but he kept you pinned down
"how many times did you stop? should i double it for you? or maybe..." his fingers move faster, until he felt your thighs shaking, your breathing coming out heavier
but even though you came, his pace didn't let up "w-what- freminet... mnph-!"
"what? is it too much? are you gonna beg me to stop?" he smirked and leaned forward "too bad"
you tried to hold back but you let a whimper, the pleasure mixing together with the pain, the sensitivity was too much
he laughed at your sounds "that was pathetic, aren't you supposed to be the one with all the power here?" he slipped his fingers inside of you, giving your sensitive clit a break for a moment
still being sensitive from before, you came again, and your eyes shut tightly from the feeling, freminet kept going
"please..." you mumbled "its...too much"
"too much? you only came twice, don't be dramatic" his thumb rubbed you as his fingers thrusted "you've done worse to me, can't you hold out a couple more? for me?"
he whispered in your ear, biting your lobe gently as his pace increased, he leaned forward and grunted "it's my time, don't you think?"
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tmntxthings · 1 year
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Hi! This is my first time requesting something sorry if any of this sounds weird rjxhdvdhahsuwj
I really liked your donnie fic 'Practice' can I request a leo version please? 👀👉👈
Exercise :3
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author’s note: :D your first time requesting and it’s to meeee?! I’m flattered and you sounded totally perfect, here you go dear anon~ hope you enjoy
warnings: established relationship, fluff, cursing, make out session, unedited (it’s rllly late like 1:30 am late, pls forgive grammar mistakes)
> donnie’s < > raph’s < > mikey’s <
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‘ So are you down? ‘ -Leon 💙
‘ I don’t know… ‘ -Y/n ✨
‘ Scared of a little exercising?? C’monnn pleaseeee, I promise the lair will be empty, just us ;) ‘ -Leon 💙
‘ you’re such a dork! exercising?! lolllll ‘ -Y/n ✨
‘ yeah, exercising our lips ;333 ‘ -Leon 💙
‘ …im coming, can’t we just say kissing? ‘ -Y/n ✨
‘ NO, it’s exercising, and that’s final! kissing is for losers ‘ -Leon 💙
‘ Hello???? Are u on ur way?? ‘ -Leon 💙
‘ :( Y/nnnnnnn answerrrrr meeeeeee ‘ Leon 💙
Leo huffed as he let his phone rest on his upper plastron. You did say you were coming so maybe you were already on your way? Though he could’ve just portaled you here, that would’ve been way faster, and he wouldn’t be in his head with worry right now. He licked his lips, and then rolled out of bed. The rest of his family was out at a comic con he opted out of going, he had this idea in his head for a while now. The next time his brothers had plans he was going to invite you over, and well… kiss you. A lot.
The two of you hadn’t really gotten to do so lately. Every moment ruined by one of his brothers suddenly appearing right as he worked up the nerve to lean in close to you. He groaned to himself as he remembered. Leo walked pass the projector room, seeing that even Splinter was probably tucked away in his room. Perfect! Maybe he could set the mood, put on a movie for it to be a bit more natural than just dragging you to his room. Yeah, that didn’t seem obvious. Even though he had already told you exactly what he wanted to do, he still didn’t want it to be forced.
He was scrolling through the movie selections on Netflix when he heard you approaching. You liked the play music on your phone as you descended the long ladder that led to the sewers, listening to the sound echo off the walls. Leo scrambled up from his Pops recliner. Rushing to greet you. You were looking down at your phone as you entered the lair, turning off the music. “Ahem!” Leo cleared his throat for your attention. (He did that because you told him many times before that he was too quiet when entering a room! Often scaring the daylights out of you since he was so silent.) You looked up immediately giving him a bright smile.
“Hey,” you said softly and he quickly scooped you up into his arms. Giving you a twirling hug before placing you back on your feet, whispering back a “Hi” in your ear. “So, we exercising or what?” You waggled your brows at him and he snickered, liking how eager you were. “Duh, though I thought maybe a movie-“ Leo was cut off by the sound of your laughter as you shook your head. “Chickening out already?” You teased and he felt his cheeks burn. “What? No! I just thought it would be.. I don’t know!” He spoke quickly and grabbed your hand, dragging you along to the projector room, grumbling about how he should’ve just carried you to his room.
“Alright alright, no need to wallow, what movie were you thinking of!” You squeezed his hand, as he finally let go to grab the remote again. Scrolling faster now to hurriedly just find something decent and chuck the remote away. The screen was moving so fast that you were giggling again, thinking his sudden enthusiasm very cute. “You laughing at me?” He asked, raising a brow bone. “You’re just too cute,” you said jokingly. “I’ll show you cute!” Leo grumbled, giving up on finding a good one and just selecting whatever the remote was hovering over. “Really?! A animal documentary??” You exasperated, paying more attention to the choice you thought he had made and not at the devious look in his eyes.
“It’s informational! And maybe it’ll give you a few tips on turtles,” he winked. But you missed it completely, trying to point out that this show was obviously titled, “Meerkats in the Wild,” and how it couldn’t possibly be about turtles or any other animal for that matter! Leo took advantage of this distraction to sidle up right next to you. One hand stroking your arm for your attention. You looked over, and your eyes widened as he quickly darted forward pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips. You blinked as he leaned back, looking up at the tv screen like he hadn’t just kissed you. A smirking smile gracing his face as he felt your stare. Two could play at that game. You moved your knees underneath you, sitting on them to give you a little more height that would allow you to press a kiss on the side of his head, on his bandana specifically. It was feather light, and as he turned his face at the feeling, you pressed another kiss on him, this time on his forehead. “Mmm,” he muttered lowly, calling attention to his pursed lips that were awaiting the same treatment.
Your hands went up, cupping his cheeks as you couldn’t help your smile, thinking to yourself, adorable, as you did exactly what he wanted. But it was the same soft touch. Barely a touch at all and it had Leo groaning, “Such a tease.” You giggled, “wanna show me how it’s done then?” You were challenging him, goading him. And it totally worked as he bit down on his lower lip, thinking of how much he wanted to show you exactly. But he blew out a breath and grinned, “now remember you asked for it baby.” His hands came up to where you were still holding his face, pulling them down and placing them on his shoulders. He wasted no time in grabbing your hips next, wanting you closer, as he pulled you into his lap. You squealed at the sudden change, of course he was going to make the most out of your challenge.
His lips came crashing down on yours once he had you right where he wanted you. A hand grazing up your back and going into your soft hair. He was like a whirlwind, doing too much all at once and overwhelming all of your senses. His other hand held your hip, keeping you steady, his teeth occasionally nipping at your lips, but mainly he was kissing you like his life depended on it. That was Leo for you, when it came to a challenge that he wanted to win, he’d do anything. And he was doing a lot. You tapped his shoulders, trying to pull back for air but his hand in your hair kept you from moving backwards. You gasped in his mouth, as he finally drew back a couple of centimeters. “Breathless already?” He teased, kissing your cheeks as you continue to breath in sweet oxygen. “Who’s the tease now,” you retorted and he chuckled against your skin, moving his lips lower to your neck and pressing a firm kiss to where your heart beat fluttered.
“Nervous love?” He questioned as his face came back up, looking into your eyes, his own dancing with amusement. He definitely thought he won. Your eyes narrowed, not one to back down either, and he was excited at the prospects of what you would do. He leaned back, shell hitting the back of the couch. “No no, just had to catch my breath is all,” you clarified. The smile he gave you, so utterly handsome, should’ve been illegal. You couldn’t wait to wipe that smug smile off of his lips, you much rather it when he was the one flustered. So with that in mind, one hand left his shoulder, your index finger slowly tracing the lines of his upper plastron. Your eyes never left his, and you could tell he was already trying to keep still. To not twitch underneath you and show how much you affected him just by that touch alone.
When suddenly, loud laughter could be heard from the entrance of the lair and you all but flung yourself to the other side of the couch at the sudden intrusion. “You’ve gotta be shitting me,” Leo growled as Mikey ran into the projector room just seconds later. “Leo Leo Leo!!!” He sang happily not seeing the way one of the blue turtle’s eyes twitched. “Yeah Mikey?” He sighed, and ‘oomphed’ as his little brother dove onto him, then shoved a dvd in his face. “Guess who got another limited edition movie to add to the collection!!! It’s Jupiter Jim!!” He squeaked happily! Leo plastered on a fake smile, “oh wow!” He said trying to appease his little brother while stuffing down his feelings of disappointment. His mind was anywhere but Jupiter Jim movies. No he was replaying the way your eyes shifted into one of seduction as you became more than confident in his lap. His eyes met yours, his irises crackling with desire, he wanted those lips again.
You just winked at him and then turned back to Raph and Donnie who were explaining in great detail about the things they bought at comic con. Leo held back a groan. As Mikey declared they all had to watch the new movie right now. His plan to escape with you into his room, thoroughly thwarted. He wanted to throw a temper tantrum. There was no way his brothers hadn’t done this on purpose. They always seemed to interrupt at the best parts! Just when things were getting interesting. Needless to say, Leo sulked the entire movie. Only putting a smile on his face when Mikey would turn looking for his older brother’s reaction to the movie. Leo couldn’t say he paid much attention to it either. Though he would steal glances at you. Of course, Raph had sat between the two of you. They totally did it on purpose, Leo surmised. Bunch of exercise blockers, that’s what they were!
Halfway through the movie, Leo leaned all the way back into the couch cushions. Hoping he would just get swallowed up at this point. When his eyes turned your way, he hadn’t been expecting you to already be staring at him. His green cheeks turned a shade darker. It didn’t help that you were biting your own lip, Pizza Supreme in the sky, you were such a tease! And then he suddenly understood. You were doing this purposefully! And when it clicked, it must’ve been written all over his face because your lips broke out into a mischievous smile. His eyes narrowed playfully, oh just you wait! One of these days the lair will be empty for more than 30 minutes (they were definitely gone for more than that Leo!) and I’ll show you who’s the real tease around here!
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ssho197 · 7 months
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period started, now what about bf xiao caring for you?
pls send help my stomach hurts real bad god sleeping at night is going to be hell. hoping my pad keeps my bed safe from everything
so…….. have you guys heard of a rainbow kiss before………….. yeah me neither…………….
boyfriend xiao who definitely didn’t understand periods at all and just never asked questions, until a conversation like this went down. “hey xiao i’m gonna go to the store to get some pads do you need anything?” x: “no im alright. also what are pads for?” then you had to sit down with him and have the talk. clearly zhongli didn’t educate his son on sex ed
boyfriend xiao who probably made “it’s that time of the month again” jokes until once you cried bc of how messy emotions feel before it hits (idk abt anyone else but that’s how it is for me, i feel so agitated all the time before it hits 😭)
boyfriend xiao who would lay in your lap and keep his hand on your stomach or hold a hot water bottle to your stomach while you’d watch a movie or smth together. even though you’d say, “xiao.. it doesn’t smell that good down there.. you sure you want to lay there?” he’d probs just give a nod and keep watching the show
boyfriend xiao who would take all the behavioural signs that you’re letting off so he can tell where you are in your cycle and whatever, yk oval week bleeding week and whatever else there is idfk.
boyfriend xiao who would either be super close with you or super far away from you during your period, he’d prepare hot tea and hot water bottles for you, he’d buy chocolate for you and cook whatever you’re craving (not that he can cook but you’re too tired to get up and make anything better)
boyfriend xiao who would MAKE his own chocolate for you (idk i just see xiao i’m the kitchen OMFG ITS VISIBLES CHEF XIAO SERIES AGAIN OMFG EBERYTHING HAS BECOME FULL CIRCLE)
boyfriend xiao who would not understand how oval week works and think that someone drugged you to make to behave this way in front of him, then you had to have another sit down talk with him.
boyfriend xiao who would make sure the bathroom is always stocked with pads OR TAMPONS (I TOTALLY FORGOT ABT TAMPONS) omfg wait there’s other menstrual products too 💀 forgot abt them. just imagine xiao keeps the bathroom stocked up mkay
boyfriend xiao who would still want to have happy banging time but doesn’t want to hurt you so you decide to just rub one out for him (i giggled at this 💀)
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minhosimthings · 6 months
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Call him up. He comes to my bedroom. Ended up we'd fuck on the hotel floor.
Summary: you, Jay, fucking after an award show
Warnings: smut, fem!reader, MINORS DNI, Oral (recieving), some comfort from husband material Jay
A/N: ALRIGHT! First smut work! I definitely need to improve a lot but here you go my babygirls. Also first Jay drabble! YAY! im taking a break from my work and writing whenever I'm at work and just staring at fishies.
Song rec: A&W by Lana del Rey. Yes the title is a lyric from that song. My favourite lyric!
"You wanted to see me baby?" Jay Park. Can anyone in this world get more luckier that you to get Jay fucking Park.
Award shows were boring, but when you had Jay beside you, it made it worth it, for you to stare at that slightly open white shirt with that watch that you gifted him, wrapped around his pretty little wrist. Yet again, L/N Y/N had won another award for best producer of the year. Some more of these and your house will end up becoming a store for selling 'Best producer' awards. Jay's group Enhypen had won 'Best boy band of the year' award this time and you were so proud of him. If not for the slight hiccup.
Being a producer, your ears were probably the most sensitive shit on earth, which enabled you to hear far more further than most people can (I actually have this ability and it's really cool!). Which in turn allows you to eavesdrop easily. But sometimes the eavesdropping isn't always the most comforting thing on this world, and as you heard your fellow producers smoke in the bathroom stalls and say 'She just got that award because she's Jay's girlfriend.' and 'He's so delicious though. Why did he pick that ugly bitch of a whore?'. You weren't really the type of person to cry or feel insecure, I mean after all you were in the kpop industry. Someone was always prettier or more talented than you. But hey, you were raised by some pretty good people, who taught you not to let jealousy take over you. But sometimes even saints abandon their principles in time of desperation. And for you? Your co workers shit talking about you was the time of desperation. You knew being in a relationship in this industry and letting it be public was a risk. But for Jay? Oh honey you'd risk the entire universe to be with him.
"Honey what's wrong? Hey are you crying?" Jay had walked into your hotel room, after you sent a staff member to get him. The afterparty was in the same hotel and you knew Jay would be with the rest of the boys, enjoying, drinking and critiquing every person's outfit. But you just couldn't go and stand there and give fake smiles to your coworkers, and pretend that everything was okay. You needed your boyfriend right now. And Jay would do anything for you, even abandon a party to come up to your magnificent suite. "Baby what's wrong?" Jay sat down on the bed next to you and cupped your cheeks. "You weren't at the party. I brought some food for you." Hearing that only made you sob harder onto your custom made red Prada dress, a gift from the worried man sitting in front of you, wondering silently what he could do to make you feel better as he stroked your hair and put your head against his chest.
"Shh baby shh. What happened?" "I- I heard them s-saying- Jay they think I- don't have- Jay." You sniffled in Jay's chest as he quickly understood what had happened. He had seen your coworkers giggling and approaching him again and again at the party and connecting the dots, it made perfect sense. Tracing the jewels on your dress with one hand and slightly taking off his tie with his other, Jay moved you to the pillow slowly, whilst admiring your figure in that dress. He hadn't had much of a chance to talk to you or see you up close since both of you were seated at different places, far from each other, neither did he have the chance to see you before the show, so when his eyes fell upon the tightly fit fabric on your hips, oh god his entire world came crashing down.
"Jay wha- what are you doi-" "Baby where do you keep the condoms?" You shuddered back as Jay slowly cane above you. "I- I'm on the pill." Jay slowly unzipped your dress, sneaking his hand behind you as you moved your hand to his collar. "Good" he growled against your ear. "You'll see what you're capable of tonight."
"Jay~" you whine as he grinds against your figure, the fabric of your dress slowly getting destroyed and ripped off of your body. You were quick to unbutton his white silk shirt, your gift, and unbutton his pants, throwing away the belt onto the bedside table. Jay moaned lowly as he inhaled the scent of your jasmine perfume, his favourite one. "Shit baby were you always this wet for him?" He teased you as you could do nothing but only whine in response. "Jay ah fuck!" He had slipped his fingers into your cunt, rings still on. The metal of the rings rubbed your pussy so hard, pleasure seeping in and out of you. "Is this ok baby? Or does my love need my cock inside?" "Jay ngh ahh fuck!" He slips himself in at an absolutely brutal pace, that your brain goes dumb and your pussy goes wild. This was heaven like you've never seen it. Jay was angry, so angry, and as his hands felt all of your naked skin, and all of your sadness turning into pure pleasure, satisfaction filled him to the brim. "No Jay don't pull out please." You whine to Jay as he slowly goes back. "Patience baby. Patience. I'll make you feel even better yeah? Give me my belt would you?" You were quick to reach out to the bedside table, where the brown leather belt lay, waiting for its turn. Jay slowly got your hands up and tied them to the bedframe with the belt tightly, as all you were capable of doing was whine and moan for him. "Jay please" He chuckled slowly at your desperate words and made his way down to your ripped pink panties. Pressing light kisses to your pussy, Jay took in your ever sweet whimpers and as his tongue darted out ever so often to flick you cute little clit, it drove you crazy, as you begged and begged for his cock again and again. "Aww does my Y/N want her daddy's dick inside of her now?" You whimpered again as he came up to you, face right above yours, hot breath, tinted with the smell of alcohol hitting your face. "Yes d-daddy please I need it please." You whispered to him. "Anything for my princess." He kissed you with his tongue moving around in your mouth, hands touching your clit, making you moan out his name, in the dirtiest way possible.
"Ah deeper Jay go deeper please." "You like that baby? Want me to cum inside of you hm?" The belt tied around your hands was untied now, as you moved your hands to Jay's pretty neck and thrust him into you. Jay sucked on your nipple softly, love and roses filling the huge room. The bed was definitely strong, because at the rate both of you were thrusting into each other, it should have broke. But then again, the hotel you were in wasn't called the best in the country for no reason.
"Wanna get in the shower baby?" Jay finally pulled out and flopped next to you on the bed, both of your hair and makeup, a mess. "Sure baby. Round two there?" You asked him, massaging your legs. Jay, to your dissatisfaction, shook his head. "No baby. Lets get washed up. We got an event tomorrow don't we? Don't want you limping at the event do we?" You pouted slightly as you remembered the Prada event you had tomorrow and as an ambassador, you had to deliver a speech. Yep another round of sex with Jay right now and tomorrow, nothing would be on your brain other than getting your pussy filled with his cum again. "Alright oh great Park Joengsoeng. I got your lavender shampoo. Wanna use that?" You said while getting up from the bed, completely naked. "Of course baby." Jay replied.
Winning an award tonight was good but getting your actual award with Jay was even better, you thought, as you entered the hot shower, Jay caressing your hips and kissing your neck. Yep you can't wait to get married to this man.
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logolepsysposts · 10 months
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𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗪/ 𝗖𝗛𝗨𝗨𝗬𝗔 - ★
‘Im so happy you’re here with me,Nakahara’
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A little fic I wrote for a friend and decided to post it here!!
Minor sexual content but just thigh riding + gender neutral reader + probably not a canon reaction but yk.
ʚɞ ꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱
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Chuuya wasn’t seen as a very affectionate individual to some,that didn’t mean he didn’t care, more or so he just didn’t know how to perceive affection,physically at least.
He’d prefer to scold you and help you while doing so or awkwardly hold you, it was cute because you knew he was trying and you’d do anything to keep helping him slowly open up more.
One thing he didn’t mind and found himself loving the most about you though were your lips, they were always so warm and inviting anything you placed a kiss on him, whether it was his forehead, cheek, lips, neck, anywhere really he didn’t mind.
He enjoyed the warm and inviting feeling his lovers kisses gave him. It made him feel sweet, it gave him a sense of security.
You were the most affectionate out of the two, you weren’t really interested in sex but didn’t mind it when you found it happening, as long as you two were near each other indulging into each others warmth it was alright, He didn’t mind it when it was you.
Speaking of sexual activity Chuuya wasn’t known for being a pervert, sometimes when it came to you he didn’t know what to do with himself, and sometimes he couldn’t keep his hands to himself, he wanted to touch you and indulge the best way he knew how. For you he’d definitely try.
One particular night he’d gotten home from late, sometimes he would since he’d have to deal with Dazai, you were aware of his line of work and didn’t get upset about it when he’d come home late some nights. When he came home he’d always make sure to shower and then come look for you.
When he realized you weren’t here he was bummed out. It was one of those nights when you came home late also. Since you weren’t here he just decided to freshen up and wait for you In bed. Turning on some show he had no intentions on watching, just something to pass the time till you came home.
You walked in about an hour after him, taking off your shoes and leaving your bags by the door, too lazy to care. You walked up the stairs absolutely exhausted as you walked into the room, it was dark , the only light being the tv illuminating his orange hair. you softly smiled grabbing your pajamas and undergarments and headed to go shower, you stayed in for a few and then got out, drying off and throwing on your clothes as you walked into the bedroom, going and dipping into the bed next to the orange haired boy.
You layed down and almost instantly he clinged to you he’d missed you so much and seeing him cling to you made you smile.
“I missed you idiot”
He spoke first,voice soft and low from the exhaustion, you nodded, whispering something that he guessed was an “I missed you too” as he buried his face into your soft neck, taking in the sweet fresh smell of his lover he’d missed so much. You tapped his thigh,softly asking if he wanted to lay on you.
he got a little flustered at the question but said yes as he climbed ontop of you, you took a second to admire how absolutely ethereal he looked in this moment.
His pretty ginger hair he usually kept into a ponytail now out and hanging slightly past his shoulders and his bangs covering his eyes slightly, if you hadn’t known him he could’ve easily been mistaken for a pretty girl, his soft features in the dimly lit room, the only light being the tv had been on.
Compared to Chuuya you were bigger, he was a good 5’3 but argued that he was taller than that and that you were “simply just too tall” and you were a good 5’6-5’7 , not as tall but tall enough to tower over him slightly.
You took more time to admire the fact that he’d been wearing one of your shirts, you could tell by the way it was slightly oversized and hung off his shoulders in a way that gave him a messy/distraught sleeper look. He bent down giving you a soft kiss on your forehead, you’d always appreciated his small kisses and loving gestures, you took your soft hand lightly grabbing his chin and placing a soft kiss on his lips, you intended for it to be short but Chuuya wasn’t going to let that happen, you softly smiled against the kiss, taking a second to speak
“I missed you so much, Nakahara”
You spoke between the kiss, his name sliding off your tongue so sweetly in a way that made him melt, your tone and voice it’s-self was enough to tip him over the edge, he gave a soft groan.
one hand holding his waist as you sat up still holding him on your waist, taking your other hand to join on his waist.
He didn’t mind and infact he loved it, he took his hands wrapping them around your shoulders deepening the kiss further, parted his lips a bit and you took that as an invite to slip your tongue through, exploring his warm mouth, soft , sweet lips colliding with yours with a perfect fit, as if his lips were made to fit perfectly against yours, for you and only you.
He was growing needy, and you wanted to feed into it, unfortunately still too tired to engage in “those” activities you decided to shift him slightly so he was hoisted on your thigh, hands still on his waist, sliding under the shirt he was wearing to hold onto warm, bare skin, lightly gripping his hips and helping him grind against your thigh, the gesture caught him off guard and he let out a soft whimper.
Cute.
It wasn’t rare for him to make those sounds but it also wasn’t too common, so you’d do anything to relish in those moments and do whatever’s possible to hear more of those sweet sounds. His lips still against yours trying his best to keep them connected as he grinded feverishly against your soft thigh, he let out a series of soft whimpers and heavy breaths.
“You feel good love? Are you enjoying this”
A hint of tease seeping through your voice, he wanted to speak but his mind was hazy and too far gone to try to think of a response, a gesture so small driving him so insane, just the fact you’re touching him and indulging in such a way makes his brain cloud and mind hazy. He loved it and he loved you.
He pulled away from the kiss,chest heaving and body hot, his bangs sticking to his forehead with soft pants escaping his lips, as he buried his face into your shoulder letting out gasps trying his best to contain himself. Knowing you didn’t mind the noises but he still found being so vocal embarrassing, you softly moved your hands to his lower back and softly rubbed, his body trembled from all the pleasure he was feeling.
“Mm close”
He was able to say softly, chest rising and falling as he continued to grind so eagerly against your leg, he was so,so cute.
You let him grind as hard and fast as he needed, he threw his head back riding it out, chest heaving and knuckles white from gripping onto you so hard, a loud moan escaped as he trembled when he finished riding it out, you softly smiled, just watching him in the heat of the moment, soft bangs stuck to his head and soft skin now damp from sweat, adorable.
He fell slack into your arms breathing still heavy as he tried to recollect himself.
“I love you”
He said before he drifted off, breathing slowly steadying as you rubbed his lower back, you softly smiling kissing his head and whispering a soft “I love you two” as you layed back drifting off with him in your arms .
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asteroidzzzn · 8 months
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souvenir | part 1
summary: you're sent to summer camp for two weeks and make an unexpected friend. unfortunately, all good things come to an end, but how could you ever say goodbye to her?
word count: 2.2k
warnings: cursing
a/n: summer camp aus have me in a chokehold i fear. here's a new series!! while i still haven't finished my smau!!!!! that's ok ill finish it eventually i just had this all come to me while i was in the car on a road trip, and im so excited to write it all (❁´◡`❁)
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you stepped out of the cramped-up car, stretching your limbs after the four-hour ride. your energetic young cousins ran out immediately, making their way up the hill to their cabins.
you took in the gorgeous scenery around you. you were surrounded by towering trees. the wind softly grazed the bushes as a few squirrels scurried around.
"hey hun, you alright?" your aunt snapped you out of your trance with her hand on your shoulder and worry etched on her face.
"yeah...just getting used to the altitude," you brushed her concern off, heading to the trunk to take your bags out. your aunt helped you set down your items and hugged you goodbye.
you had to admit, you were very anxious. you were staying in a cabin with other girls your age for two weeks, and you didn't know a single one of them.
"call if you need anything, i'll be here eleven am on the dot in two weeks," she gave you a smile and wave before heading down the mountain.
your cousins had been going to this camp since they were old enough to be away from their mother longer than a few days, so they knew the campgrounds like the back of their hands. you eventually found your way into the dining hall to check yourself in, approaching a tall woman with a clipboard.
"name?" she chirped.
"y/n."
the woman glanced up from her clipboard, "have you been here before? i don't recognize you. got your last name on here, though."
"no, i haven't. but you probably know my cousins. they've been going here for years."
her face lit up, "ohh those kids!" she let out a chuckle, "always getting into trouble, but so much fun to have around. well, welcome, y/n!"
the woman flipped through a stack of papers and handed you a small slip with the times of events at camp. she looked over her shoulder and beckoned someone over.
a girl, about your age, with dark hair pulled back into a messy ponytail strolled over, smiling at you.
"this is dina, she can give you a little tour," the woman's head tilted towards the camp. dina nodded and began to lead you out of the dining hall.
"hi, i'm y/n," you said while navigating around large rocks leading up to your cabin.
"nice to meet you, i'll introduce you to some of the others at the bonfire later."
you stepped into the cabin, immediately hit with the strong scent of citrus. you waved your hand in front of your nose, wincing slightly. dina chuckled at your action.
"yeah, sorry about the smell. it's just to keep the mosquitos out. chateau get's all the bugs because we're on the top of the hill. but woodrow, where i was two years ago, gets the rats, so it's better here, i guess."
your eyes widened. "that's terrifying, i hate rats. so you've been going here for a few years?"
dina nodded, guiding you to the bunks. there were only two open. one on the top near the window, and one on the bottom in the corner of the room.
"since i was six. so ten years now. do you wanna bunk with me?" she pointed to the bed on the bottom. it was embarrassing to admit, but you hated being on bottom bunks. it's been an irrational fear since you were young.
you swayed on your feet nervously, "it's dumb, but i don't like being on the bottom bunk. 'm scared it'll fall on top of me somehow."
"it's all good, i'm the same way. so you'll bunk with my friend ellie, instead. she's nice. it's her fourth year here, i think."
you hurled your bags up to the bed on top of ellie's.
"speaking of, where is everyone else right now?" you pointed out, since the cabin was completely empty.
"they're down at the lake, do you wanna go see them?"
"yeah, sounds fun."
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you slipped into a bathing suit and threw your towel over your shoulder, walking beside dina towards the lake. she told you about camp customs and traditions.
you laughed at the story of dina's friend, jesse, trying to swing into the lake but the rope broke, landing him in a pile of mud.
dina laughed with you, "yeah," she breathed, "not much going on up there," she knocked on her head, "but he's great."
"oh, get this! there's this thing we all do where we can send anonymous letters to people. we decorate the letters with stickers and cute hearts and send them off. people usually send love letters, but you can send them to anyone else you want."
you swerved your way through large trees, allowing your mind to wander. what would it be like to have a camp crush? maybe a summer fling? you pushed the idea down. it wasn't very likely there were other gay girls here. maybe summer love just wasn't for people like you.
dina continued, "one of the camp counselors, jeanette, got letters from this guy in the eagle cabin when she was our age. she found out it was him and they started dating. isn't that so cute?"
she nudged your shoulder after noticing you had zoned out, with your lips parted lost in thought.
"you good?"
you blinked, "mhm. i guess i'm just a bit nervous to meet your friends."
dina shook her head with a small chuckle, "don't be. i'm sure they'll like you."
the two of you approached a clearing, where you heard people laughing and water splashing.
the first person to catch your eye was a girl with auburn hair lazily pulled back into a ponytail. she wore baggy shorts with a sports bra, wrists decorated with bracelets and sharpie drawings of crude items. just when you wanted to study more of her features, she did a backflip off a towering ledge into the water, creating a splash which sent a large amount of water onto you.
dina let out a laugh, drawing the others attention to you.
a boy with jet black hair and a towel wrapped around his neck approached you, a smile on his face. there were two other girls and a boy sitting down, holding up pieces of paper with numbers written on them towards ellie who had just risen out of the water.
"fuck yeah! look dina, i got 10 out of 10!" ellie shouted towards dina, but once her eyes found you, water on your face and clothes, she pushed herself onto shore and stumbled on the dirt and wood until she was standing just in front of you.
"sorry about that. uh, i'm ellie, he's jesse," she pointed to the black haired boy beside her, "you friends with dina?"
you glanced towards dina, opening your mouth to speak, but you couldn't find the words. ellie's eyes were stuck on you, shining a beautiful green with the hot sun on her face. freckles were scattered across her face, leading all the way up to her ears, which had a star earring on her left, and moon on her left.
maybe, just maybe...you would have someone to send a letter to after all. then it hit you. this was the ellie you were sharing a bunk with for the next two weeks. living together, sleeping right next to each other.
you were fucked.
dina spoke for you, picking up that you were nervous, "it's her first year here, she doesn't know anyone except her cousins. they're the hudson twins," she wrapped her arm around your shoulder.
"oh shit, those things are your cousins?" ellie snickered, earning her a punch in the arm from one of the girl's who rose from the towels to greet you.
"be nice, ellie."
you let out a huff of air in amusement. "yeah, they're kind of crazy. i'm y/n, by the way."
each of them introduced themselves, and you found yourself smiling as you all walked back to the shoreline. you spent the next two hours swimming in the lake, jumping off ledges until you earned 10's all across the board to which you took a very proud bow, and simply laying in the sun, hearing stories from previous summers at camp.
they all sat in a circle as the sun slowly set, telling you their different perspectives on the most recent drama from last year. apparently, there was this girl who either fought or fell in love with a bear. they couldn't seem to decide which side of the story was true.
"no, she totally left out the snacks on purpose to get the bear to come to the cabin."
"maybe she was out to kill us!"
"or she wanted it all for herself..."
"ew, you're so gross!"
you all burst into a fit of giggles while jesse was genuinely contemplating how a relationship between a girl and a bear would work. you settled into comfortable silence, where you took a moment to gaze up at the sky.
"i love how you can see the stars so clearly from up here," you whispered only to yourself, but ellie heard from beside you.
the others found a new topic of conversation to argue playfully about, but ellie didn't join along with them. she stared at the starry sky above alongside you.
she hummed in agreement, "i know right, it's so beautiful," she suddenly gasped, turning to face you, "did dina tell you we have a massive telescope here? oh my god, it's amazing. you can see all the constellations and if you zoom in in the right place you can kind of see saturns rings, which is so fucking awesome—"
"ellie!" dina called her out of her ramble, "don't annoy her with all that space stuff."
"i don't mind it," you said quietly. ellie flashed you a small smile, which made your head spin for a moment. you had only just met this girl, but you were so captivated by everything about her.
"i take astronomy at my school, back at home. so i'm really into space, too," you told her.
ellie groaned, letting her head fall back. "i'm so jealous. that's the dream."
your barely noticeable grin grew wider. "yeah, it is."
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crickets chirped and buzzed while the lake water gently washed over rocks. the night sky had fully turned black now, yet the campgrounds were still illuminated by the bright clusters of stars above.
all of you had packed your stuff up in a frenzy once you realized you had stayed out past curfew and missed dinner. you felt like you were breaking the rules by sneaking into the kitchen to grab some snacks. you were afraid of waking up the counselers that slept above the dining hall.
a girl named cat, removed on of the butterfly pins from her hair, and slipped it into the lock. it unclipped with a quiet snap, and the door creaked open.
"maybe they shouldn't make it so easy to break into if they don't want us here," she shrugged smugly, propping open the door.
you crept around the kitchen, searching through drawers, until you found a cabinet with bags of chips and candy.
"guys, look what i found!" you whisper-shouted.
everyone crowded around the cabinet, taking whatever they wanted. once they were content with the food they picked out, you all found the dining room and sat in a booth. cat placed a flickering yellow lantern in the middle of the table.
the only sound that bounced off the walls of the hall was quiet giggles and crinkling wrappers.
you stayed in the cramped booth, effortlessly making conversation with your new friends, until you felt a yawn creep up on you.
dina took a deep breath, "it's getting late, we should head back to the cabins."
everyone agreed, shuffling out of the booth and back out the kitchen door. you parted ways in the middle of the campgrounds, waving to jesse and dean who headed down the hill to the boys cabins, while you, dina, ellie, cat, and lara made your way up the trail in the opposite direction.
"sooo," dina nudged your shoulder with her own, "how was your first half-day at camp?"
you were beaming as you replied, "it was amazing. i'm excited for the volleyball court to open tomorrow."
"ooo, and you'll meet some of the boys tomorrow," cat teased with a smirk.
you scoffed, looking down at your feet as you balanced on a trail of rocks, "boys aren't really my thing right now."
"oh right, you live pretty far away from here, huh? what did you say ?jackson? i get it, i wouldn't have a fling with any boy if i could only see him during the summer," cat said with sympathy.
you took your bottom lip into your teeth, wondering if you should tell them the real reason why boys weren't your thing. the group of girls didn't seem like they would judge you at all, and it's not like you were ashamed of your sexuality. and yet, for some reason, you bit back a response, silently promising yourself you'd allow your friends to know that part of you one day.
"yeah, exactly," you muttered.
"it's ok," lara spoke up, "there are plenty of other things to be excited about. you'll have a lot of fun."
once you reached the cabin, you quickly prepared yourself for the night and wished the girls goodnight, climbing up to your bed.
it took a while to fall asleep with all the thoughts rushing through your mind, awaiting the next day, and the thirteen more to come.
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The perfect blend - YJW
part 1 of “IN EVERY MULTIVERSE”
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In which..
can you ever imagine in this multiverse, you having the biggest fattest crush on your best friend - Yang jungwon, however knowing he already has a “girlfriend” hurts more than just a sting from a bee.
💌 PAIRING : yjw x reader
GENRE : friends to lovers , fluff
WARNING : angst , fluff , kissing
🗯️ FEATURING : huh yunjin - LE SSERAFIM
word count : 2,501
MASTERLIST to “IN EVERY MULTIVERSE”.
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“Are you serious? Do you believe you can travel to different multiverse?” Yunjin looks at me as if she just heard the most ridiculous thing that has ever come out of a human’s mouth.
“Well, you never know. There’s always a chance we actually can..” I replied as I shoved another spoonful of rice into my mouth.
“Oh my gosh y/n, I’ve known you for years and this is probably the most idiotic thing that has come out of your smart-ass mouth.” She threw her hands in the air before turning her vision back to the TV screen in front of us.
“What if I actually get there though?” Now the room has turned absolutely silent. Even the TV at the background has sound coming out of it. “Well then tell me everything when I get my normal y/n back.” Sighing, as I watch her placing our bowl into the sink.
“Right, we have school tomorrow, I'll make you breakfast. And you can do whatever. Sweet Dreams y/n. And I want the normal y/n back ASAP.” We chuckled, as I watched her till her silhouette disappears into the end of the dark hallway. Pushing myself off the floor as I turned the tv off and walking to my bedroom to start washing up.
After a warm bath, I sat in my bed as soft music plays, the light in the room is dim, creating a cozy atmosphere. Cuddling into the soft duvet, my mind was full of thoughts on what would actually happen if I traveled to all my multiverse. Would something bad happen? How would I get back? Would I get stuck in one of them and never return? Pushing all those negative thoughts away as weight falls upon my eyes, closing them as sleep finally takes over me. Sending me to dream land…
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“y/nnie~~ wake up!!” I jumped at the sudden stranger voice. Dizziness taking over me as I scratch my eyes, trying to adjust the brightness, I looked around realizing I’m in a classroom, wait wasn’t I-
“Are you ok? You’ve been sleeping for ages..” I look up, seeing a boy with define features, cat looking eyes with sweet soft pink lips, wait isn’t that jungwon? THE JUNGWON IM LITERALLY BEST FRIENDS WITH?
“Oh uh yeah I’m alright thank you..” I replied to him, not knowing how and why I’m suddenly in a classroom. “Y/n you seem confused? Come on let’s go get some food to get your energy up!” Man if only if he weren’t so damn cheerful.. Before I could react, jungwon takes my hand as he drags me through the hallway of the unfamiliar surrounding around me. We stop as we arrive at the cafeteria before getting our food.
“y/n I think we should totally hang out this week!” He said, as a big smile spread across his face. My brain still processing on how this is actually happening. How Im I going to hanging out with Jungwon, and why does this feel so real. “oh yeah of course we can!” I cheerfully said, cringing at how I replied to him.
“That’s great! I’ll pick you up from yours around 11 on Saturday!” Turning around as he throws away his rubbish. Grabbing my arm once again as I allowed him to drag me anywhere. His hands was soft like a baby’s cheek, his cheeks as pink as a baby girl’s pajamas. He is a real life softie. Running around the school before arriving to his destined spot. “Have you ever been here before?” Examining around, Sakura tress around us, pedals falling from the spring breeze, realizing it was the back of the school that no one goes to. I shook my head as I saw him take a camera out of his bag.
“Y/n look over here! You look extremely pretty right now, say cheese!!” Turning the camera towards me as I awkwardly poses in front of him. Click before he takes the film out, waiting for it to appear. “Film camera is our thing now okay?” Watching him lay below the tree as the sun shines on his face , making his defined features more visible.
Copying his move as I lay next to him as I treasure this sweet moment with the guy I have never thought would appear in my multiverse. Smiling as I turn to him grabbing his attention. “So 11am Saturday right…?” “Yeah don’t be late ok?” “I won’t-“ “pinky promise me! I’ll be waiting for you okay?” He extended his hand as we pinky promised each other.
Before we can kiss our pinky and seal the promise, I was waken by my alarm. Fuck.. did you really had to ruin my god damn dream.. I sat up realizing that wouldn’t be a dream right? It felt so real, I could move everything and control what I’m doing. What is this? Did I just traveled to another universe. Or I’m just tricking myself.
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Throwing my shoes on before locking the apartment doors. Walking towards my 11am class which was absolutely a joke, I rather stay in my cozy bed, dreaming or even traveling back to last night’s dream. I was so deep in my thoughts I didn’t even realize I bumped into someone, dropping all my notes on the floor. Wow could my day be any better.. I quickly started picking up the stuff without trying ti embarrass myself more, too annoyed to even realize someone was helping me as well. Accidentally bumping into each others head as we stand up.
I heard him let out a little groan as I rub my head, looking up realizing it was Jungwon. “Hey y/n! I didn’t mean to bump into you here’s your notes.” Handing me it as I’m still processing what’s going on last night. His hands accidentally touched mines, the same exact soft delicate hands that held my wrist.. His features exactly identical from the dream, hair styled the same, confusing me even more. So your telling me your the same person as the guy that was in my dream..or multiverse or whatever I was in last night. Can’t be bother to deal with more crazy hallucinations. I thanked him as I take my notes back and walked towards my class, leaving a confused jungwon, wondering what he did. I hear him calling out for me but soon stops as he seems like he had given up to continue. Heart heavy, knowing the fact he doesn’t even know he was calling me pretty in my other universe, hanging out with each other when we rarely do it now.
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“What do you mean Yang jungwon was in your dream, but in that dream you can move like physically.” Yunjin’s face displays a confused look. Not believing a single word that just came out of my mouth.
“Yunjin, I can literally feel his hand in my, quote on quote, so-called dream. The exact ones that touched mines today.” The more I talk about it the more, I just want to absolutely bury myself 6ft under. I just don’t believe that “dream” wasn’t real. It definitely have to do with something in my next life or whatever.
“We really need to get you some help because your telling me this is your dream, but you can feel all these little things isn’t making sense.” By now Yunjin particularly tired of my ranting, but I know she’s silently enjoying all of this. Watching her continue to type on her computer as i return my focus towards the opened Chemistry book in front of me.
Silently getting along with our work, the only slightest sound heard was Yunjin’s typing. Nothing could be more peaceful than this. I stopped reading the paragraph I’m currently on as i heard a familiar voice coming beside me.
“I got the coffee for you and y/n, you both better pay me back.”
“Fine! Your acting like we are using you or something..”
“Because maybe you are..” It was Jungwon’s voice.
“I’ll pay you back on Saturday-”
“Wait Saturday? How do you know I was about to ask you to hang out on Saturday-”
“it’s nothing I don’t know why I said that.” I awkwardly chuckled as i return my vision towards my notes.
“Your just as weird as the first time i met you, right 11am Saturday I’ll pick you up.” He said before throwing his bag behind his back, walking out of the common room.
“What the actual shit was that. How the hell is everything in your dream just implied to what happened…” Shock laid across both me and Yunjin’s face as we realize, my so called dream isn’t really just a dream. Is something more than just a dream. Maybe even related to the MULTIVERSE .
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