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twinklelilstarkey · 3 years

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qb rafe and y/n are passing a football back and forth and then he tells her to go long or whatever and the ball hits her square in the face and she drops ato the ground and he thinks she’s joking so he just laughs and tells her to get back up but she doesn’t and then he realises she’s being serious and freaks out and yadda yadda lmao. idk why that popped up in my head 😂🌟

A/N: Noooo bc I actually laughed while imagining this!!

QB!Rafe = Quarterback Rafe

"Go long, this time!" Rafe tells you.

You give him an impatient look, hands on your hips as if you were judging him and his words with every single cell in your body.

"You have too much faith in me." You say to him.

"What do you mean?" He asks, squinting at the sunlight in his eyes, "You've caught, like, every single ball."

Something is telling you that this won't go well. You and Rafe have been playing around all afternoon, never taking the throwing of the ball seriously. You've faked getting hurt at least 5 times to see if you could finally step out of the game to go get your water. And every single time Rafe has fallen for it.

Either it was a problem with your wrist, or your hand, Rafe would run towards you and ask you to hold out your hand so he could see the bruise or just the source of your pain. You would always put on all your theatrical skills at play and tell him in small cries where it supposedly hurt.

And then you would get tired of faking and softly smack his cheek playfully right as he's distracted, looking down at the supposed sore place.

He laughed every single time, stealing the ball from your hands and running a few steps back and while pointing a finger at you, saying: "Just because of that, we'll do it one more time."

You really wanted to get out of this heat and just go have some damned water, but you can't help but admit that you're having fun.

"Will this be the last time?" You ask him.

"Promise."

You should've just went with your gut feeling, honestly.

You, like any other time, passed the ball back to Rafe and got ready to do this so needed (long) pass. You felt ready, not only because you've been passing a ball under a killing heat for the past 1 hour, but also because you felt like you could truly get this fricking ball.

You know, just in case the team ever needs a new receiver.

So, you were running, doing great, doing amazing, looking over your shoulder to check when you had to grab the ball.

You'll have to be honest, it seemed easier to do in your mind.

Everything went by too quickly because as soon as you see the ball coming in your direction, it passes right by your eyes and then right beside your face.

It doesn't exactly hit you square in the face but does hit the side of your jaw slightly.

With your quick reflexes, you're still able to grab the ball before it disappeared over your shoulder. But as soon as the oddly shaped ball is in your hands, you trip over your own feet and fall onto the grass.

The floor is soft enough to stop most of your impact onto the ground, and you honestly couldn't care less. For all you know, your jaw is about to fall off.

Rafe watches as you fall and he can't help but laugh out loud. Throughout the faked 5 injuries, you've thrown yourself to the ground at least twice. And, to be fair, from the distance, he wasn't exactly able to see how or even if the ball hit you.

"You good?" He asks loudly due to the distance yet with a smile still on his face.

"No!" You answer back.

Rafe squints once more, not really knowing if you're serious or not since he doesn't want to fall for one of your jokes and be teased again. So, he's careful as he starts walking towards you.

"What happened?" He asks, still distant, still not wanting to be vulnerable around you.

"You hit my jaw off my face, that's what happened!" You whine out, a tad bit dramatically as you hold onto your face.

Rafe finally speeds up his steps at the sound of your words and walks over to your laid-down body. He looks down at you and you eye him as he stands right in front of the sun, giving you, finally, some sort of shade.

He extends out his hand to get you up and, even though you wanted to be petty and smack his hand away for dramatic reasons, you take it. Rafe pulls you up and you stand in front of him, with your hand still against your face.

That's when you notice the slightly humorous look on Rafe's face.

"You think I'm joking?" You ask him.

Your tone spooks Rafe for a second, his expression evaporates right in that second.

"You're not?"

"No." You tell him, lips almost forming a small pout. "It hurts."

Rafe steps closer and lifts his hand over to your wrist. His heart has picked up a bit of pace, a bit of panic started to run through his veins already.

Gosh, he hopes you're just joking. Or at least that it wasn't anything too bad. He can't have you getting hurt because of him.

"Let me see." He whispers.

"If I take my hand off it will, like, fall." You tell him with a serious tone.

A smile appears back on Rafe's face as you say that and he pulls your hand back.

His eyes land on the only slight bit of bruising on your face: the small scraping marks the leather from the ball left on the curve of your jaw. This sight almost makes the boy sigh in relief.

You'll have a bruise tomorrow, but nothing too bad.

"Is it bad?" You ask him, noticing his silence.

"Yeah," He nods and your eyes widen in a panic, your breathing quickens up and you look up at him, scared, "Your guts might even come out of this wound with how severe it is."

Oh, you didn't hesitate to smack him right there and then. He honestly scared you for a whole second.

Rafe laughs as you hit him and you glare at him as he continues to find humor behind your disastrous incident. You bring your hand back to your face, keeping your bruise away from his teasing gaze, and take a step back.

"I'm going back inside."

"Baby, come on, I was just joking!" He tells you.

You start walking by him to get back to the house.

"Don't care."

Rafe is quick to hold onto your spare wrist and pull you in to stop you from walking away.

"I'm sorry." He tells you.

His hand runs up and down your arm comfortingly as you look away in the distance, continuing to give some dramatic suspense to the conversation.

"Weak apology after almost taking out my whole jaw." You whisper.

"Well, I mean it." He says and you look up at him. "Forgive me, baby, please?"

You purse your lips in thought.

"With one condition." You tell him and he lifts his chin as if to tell you to continue to talk, "Admit I would be a good receiver."

He scoffs at your words but not in a teasing manner, as you expected it to be.

"Of course," He says, "You're a better receiver than Jayden."

Jayden being the main wide receiver of the team.

"Really?" You ask with a huge smile and even a pure glint in your eyes.

Rafe smiles at the adorable sight and even leans down to give you a kiss on your cheek, on the unbruised side of your face. You lean in closer to him at the sweet action and he gives you a small shrug before speaking again.

"You just need a helmet, next time, that's all."

Your smile and innocent look fall from your face in a matter of a second and Rafe can't help but laugh again. You give him a glare and turn back around, walking back to the house.

"I hate you." You murmur at him while walking out.

"I love you too, baby, love you too." He says in a mumble, a wide smile on his face as he starts to follow you inside.

Hope you liked this!! Wrote it sort of quickly, so I hope it's as cute as I intended it to be.

We're also not having Blurb Thursday this week due to my lack of imagination, but I'll be writing other stuff, promise!!

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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Hey idk if I’ve asked for this before but can you do nsfw Bakugo x fem reader fic, where you do work studies with him. He’s obviously going to be a little older 3-6 years, and you two have know each other since you were kids and he’s always just been a little nicer to you and cared about you more than others, and when you are working with him you get hurt and he flips out. You’re really confused and your like “wtf why do you care this isn’t affecting your job” and he gets mad your not getting the hint that he cares about you in a “not friendly” way, he ends up tch’ing and just says frick it and confesses that he has feelings for you and you’re just like cool I reciprocate and he’s like “with”... it just gets frisky from there... Idk if this is like a thing you might be interested in writing about, but like it just an idea😃... Anyways I love your work please keep it up🥺(sorry for any grammatical errors I’m writing this at 2:30am)

What Took So Long? - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugo x f!reader

Warnings: NSFW, f!receiving, mutual pining, angst, injury, fluff, cursing, all the good stuff

BAKUGOU”S MASTERLIST

Summary: you and Katsuki have been close friends for forever, how long is it gonna take to realize both your love is mutual?

Growing up, you and Katsuki got along really well. You knew him before he got his quirk so you got to see his non-egotistical self. You saw the him that was kind and caring and he always looked out for you, always took care of you, always was there for you. In your eyes, you thought he thought it was in a big brother kinda way. Oh how that changed once you both became teenagers.

You both made it into UA, of course at different times, but you still kept in touch. You guys hung out like, everyday! It was always wake up, FaceTime, go to school, text throughout the day, and meet and go to either your house or his. It was like there was nobody else in the world except you two.

Throughout the years, you developed a small crush on the blonde boy. What went from a small crush turned into love. To you, it was unreciprocated love. He was 3 years older than you! He had to have seen you as a little sister. It only made sense! When you came to that terribly incorrect realization, you pushed back your feelings. What you had with Katsuki was special! You’re friendship meant the world to you. It didn’t matter if you wanted more, what you had was already perfect, there was no way it could’ve gotten better than this.

—

This. These moments. These memories being made with Katsuki kept you sane. As you both cuddled up and watched a trashy reality tv show in your room on your computer, you both threw popcorn at the screen at the cringe scenes.

“BoooooOOOOO!!” You both said as you threw a handful of the buttery snack. You both laughed at the moment as you settled down again. With you both laying on each other, your head on his, while his own rested on your shoulder, you were sure both of you would get neck pains the next day.

“So,” Katsuki started up a conversation, “how’s your third year at UA?”

“Ugh, don’t get me started. Classes got crazy hard outta nowhere. BUT, lucky for me, I have a UA graduate to help me out!” You said while nudging his arm.

“No way teddy bear, you’re finishing that on your own. As a graduate, that means I don’t gotta deal with that bullshit anymore.” He said as he popped some pieces of the snack into his mouth. With that, you pouted. Something he noticed and thought was insanely adorable. He poked your plump lips and told you, “hey, I’m helping you by letting you do your work study at my agency. You’re very welcome for that.”

“Helping? Suuukkiiii, you barely let me go out and fight. How am I supposed to get experience and actually do my work study if I don’t...you know..WORK?” You whined out. Katsuki had always been avoiding this topic. Yeah, he let you get your credits by going to his agency, but he never let you do any real hero work other than paperwork. Don’t get me wrong, you loved hanging out with him as much as you could, but it was beginning to get boring not doing anything at the agency.

“Y/N, no. You’re getting enough experience. Paper work is a big part in the life of a Pro,” he argued.

“Yeah, well saving people and actually getting out there in the field is a bigger part in the life of a pro.” You rebuttled as you flopped down next to him. You looked at him with puppy eyes and he knew what was coming.

“No.”

“Pleaseee Suki!”

“No.”

“Pleaseee!!”

“Nope.”

“Sukiiiiiii!!” You whined while tugging at his arm. He sighed before answering.

“One job, WITH ME, and that’s all you get.” He said while staring at you with a stern look. You smiled and jumped in the air.

“YESSSS!!”

—

So now here you are, on job number whatever. You weren’t sure how many you’ve actually been on because ever since your first job with Katsuki was a huge success, he let you join him more and more. You were almost like a partner to him now, fighting crime together. Except this time...things went a little south.

As the villain struck you down mid air with his quirk, you fell to the ground with a now burned arm. Katsuki saw red. No fucking way. No way in HELL is he going to let some shit faced freak bring harm to his teddy bear, his world, his best friend, and the love of his life. Yup. Katsuki Bakugou fell for his best friend. But could you blame him? You knew him better than anyone else, you guys got along so well, you were absolutely gorgeous and he was sure he’d give his life for you. 100%. So when this scum bag thought he could try and ruin you, he saw red. Blasting him a thousand times over and once he was sure he was out cold, battered, bloodied, and bruised he ran to check on you.

You were sitting on the ground holding your left arm where the burn mark was. Your costume was tattered and your head felt like it was gonna blow. Katsuki came along and didn’t really help with that all too much.

“YOU FUCKING DUMBASS!” He screamed. Oh, the throbbing your head had only increased with his booming voice.

“You see?! This is exactly why I hate bringing you along! You’re always gonna get hurt!” He said as he picked you up off the ground to help you stand.

“Of course I’m gonna get hurt Dynamight, my job as a hero includes a little beating every now and then for the sake and safety of others!” You replied, raising your voice as well.

“You’re NOT a hero Y/N!” He said as he reached out for your arm.

“Yet! Not yet at least! But I will be!” You replied while pulling away from him. His eyes were shaken and it was clear he was mad. You pushing his buttons didn’t help soothe his anger either.

“NO YOU WONT. Y/N ITS SO OBVIOUS YOU’D MAKE A SHIT HERO! YOU ALREADY GOT HURT ON SUCH A SIMPLE JOB, DO YOU HONESTLY THINK ANYBODY WOULD BE WILLING TO DEPEND ON YOU FOR THEIR SAFETY?!?!?” Bakugou heard the words he said and he thought he was doing the right thing. Granted, he knew the delivery was bad, but his message was in there. He didn’t want Y/N to be hurt. If she died on the battle field, Katsuki wouldn’t know what to do with himself. Y/N can’t be a hero, for her safety and his sanity. He loved her too much to have to watch her take beating after beating. However, Y/N took it in a completely different way.

“Are you trying to say I can’t be a good hero?!” You asked filled with anger and hurt.

“Y/N,”

“It’s H/N, Dynamight. That’s the name you’ll address me as for when we’re on the job. That’s the name you’ll have to get used to because I will be a hero!” You exclaimed.

“You can’t be a hero Y/N! You’re gonna get hurt! You always get hurt! You’d be more of a burden on a mission instead of an advantage! So just stop trying ‘Cuz you’re never gonna make it!” He screamed at you. Is this what he really thought of you. That you were weak and wouldn’t be able to do jack shit? As your eyes began to water, you walked away from him in silence.

“Y/N...where are you going?” He asked you as he followed.

“Recovery girl. She’ll heal me up and I’ll be perfectly fine.” You simply stated.

“At least let me help you,” Bakugou said as he tried to reach out to you, but you only stepped away from him again, which made his heart hurt a little.

“Don’t touch me, Bakugou. I’ll be fine on my own.” You said.

“Bakugou? Who the fuck are you talking to teddy bear?” He said as he got all up in your face. You only rolled your eyes and stepped to the side. You used your quirk to get into the air and travel faster. In the dust, you left behind a confused and hurt Katsuki.

“Uhh....Okay! See you later for movie night!” He yelled out as he watched you fly off. You’d still show up, right? Yeah, you’d show. You always spent everyday together after school and work so it only made sense...right?

—

Well he was wrong. Really wrong. It’s been a week since you last spoke to him, the longest it’s ever been, and he was starting to get into a depressing cycle. Wake up, call Y/N. No reply. Get ready, spam her. No reply. Go to work, text Y/N throughout the day. No reply. Get out of work, go home, shower, eat dinner, do whatever while stalking your social media, go to bed, spam a little more, call twice more, and still. No reply. He misses his teddy bear.

Y/N doesn’t even go to her work study anymore. She’s been doing everything she could to avoid Bakugou, and he’s noticed it all too well. He still gave her the credits, he wanted her to pass of course, but he was also tempted to stop doing that just so she could show up and see him. Thankfully he didn’t.

Now here lies Bakugou Katsuki, watching a movie by himself again, hoping his crush and best friend would show up. But again, like every other night for the past week, she hasn’t shown. The end credits roll in and Bakugou sighs as he looks down, thinking back to all he said.

‘Y/N ITS SO OBVIOUS YOU’D MAKE A SHIT HERO! ... DO YOU HONESTLY THINK ANYBODY WOULD BE WILLING TO DEPEND ON YOU FOR THEIR SAFETY?! ... you’re never gonna make it!’

Bakugou flopped down onto his bed.

“Great idea Katsuki, tell your dream girl she won’t ever reach her goals. That’ll win her heart,” he sarcastically said aloud as he cringed at his own thoughts. Bakugou just let a few tears fall, before rolling over and going to bed. He had patrol in the morning, maybe it’ll get his mind off of Y/N.

—

Orrrr maybe not. Because here he was, Pro-hero Dynamight, following around his 18 year old crush as she walked home after getting some coffee from their favorite cafe. Should he have been on patrol keeping the city safe? Yes. But was he going to take this chance to talk to Y/N to fix this shit? Yes.

Once Y/N made it to her doorstep she heard a voice behind her.

“Glad you made it home safe..Maybe we could pick up on that trashy reality show now that we’re both here,” Katsuki said while trying to joke around. Y/N only rolled her eyes at the hero and attempted to put her key into the lock. Katsuki was quick to react though. He snatched her keys out of her hand before speaking again.

“Y/N please! I can’t live like this! I can’t live without you in my life. You’ve been absent for a week and it’s been driving me insane!” He said while holding onto your wrist.

“Katsuki, give me back my keys.” You calmly said.

“Y/N, just hear me out.” He also calmly said.

“And listen to you say what Katsuki?! That I’ll never be a hero? That even if I was I’d be a terrible one? That I should just give up and stop trying?! Don’t worry, I already have. So now, let me go-“ Bakugou shut you up with a kiss. You were shocked and froze up. He kissed you with such passion and you melted into it, closing your eyes and letting him hold you as he pleased. He speperated from you before speaking again.

“You are not a terrible hero. Y/N you’re one of the strongest people I know. If anything, you’d be a better hero than me...but if you got hurt, I don’t know what I would do.” He said looking down. You turned your head in confusion at his small confession.

“Katsuki?..”

“When you got hurt that day, I was livid. I almost killed that guy, just for scorching your arm. There are so many worse things that could happen to you when you do become a pro and the fact that I freaked out so bad over a little burn is insane! I just want you to be safe. I can’t let you risk your life when I need you hear with me the most...... I can’t let the girl of my dreams get hurt.” He said while placing his forehead on yours.

“When I become a hero, I’d be taking on an oath to put others before my own. And that’s what I choose to do. I’m gonna get banged up from time to time and I understand you’re worried about me, but you have to trust me when I saw I’ll always come back to you. I love you Katsuki.” With that, Bakugou slowly moved in to give you another kiss. This time, you kissed him back, letting your hands travel to his soft, golden hair as he pressed you up against the door.

You heard him unlock your door during the kiss, and as he separated he spoke.

“Let me show you just how much I love you Y/N.” He pushed open the door and continued to make out with you. Kicking the door to close it, he pushed you up against the wall. There he picked you up, and groped your ass, earning a moan from you. With your mouth open, he slipped his tongue in, tasting all of you. He walked to your bedroom, kicking open the door this time, and shutting it the same way as before. He dropped you onto the bed as you both giggled in excitement. You noticed something though. He was still in hero gear.

“Shouldnt you be on patrol, Dynamight?” You asked as he came up to kiss your neck and you pulled him in closer.

“Dynamight has something better to do right now, Teddy Bear. And you know what?” He asked while putting his face right infront of yours.

“Tell me what, hero.”

“That’s the exact name I want you screaming.” He smirked. He tore off his top and mask before taking off your own. He then attacked your breast. He pulled off your bra before taking a second to admire your perfect curves. He squeezed a mound in one hand before taking in the other one with his mouth, biting at your nipple. Leaving hickies all over your chest, he was proud to see the purple marks that now adorn your upper body. He pulled down your pants and kissed your inner thighs. Right at the center was his treat. He pulled at your panties and stuffed them in his pocket.

“Hey!” You said after you noticed what he did.

“My little souvenir. Don’t worry about it princess, I’ll buy you more.” He kissed up on your legs and saw your arousal glistening. He licked his lips as his ruby eyes dialated. He was excited. He took an experimental lick as you moaned at the feeling and he savored the sweet taste. He could help himself, he dove right in for more. As his tongue lapped up against your clit, you moaned out in pleasure.

“Mm...yess Suki! Oh fuck right there..” you said as you pulled on his hair. He smacked your thigh, receiving a yelp from you.

“That’s not my name, princess~” he smirked against your pussy. He stuck his tongue in you and you cried out even more.

“F-Fuck! Dynamight, pleasee...more!” He squeezed your ass in approval as your legs began to shake. He knew what was coming and used his fingers to rub against your bud.

“Fuck..cum for me princess, cum in my mouth and let your hero taste you.” He said as your squirted in his face and Bakugou suck your clit, collecting all your sweet nectar.

“What a good girl,” he said as he came up to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

“You ready for the main event?” He asked while giving you this cocky grin.

“Please..” you whined out.

“Please what, princess? You’re gonna need to be specific.” He knew what he was doing. He wanted you to beg. And you were going to do it.

“Mm..Please Dynamight! Please fuck me with your cock! Please fuck my pussy!” You begged. He smiled and smacked your ass.

“Good girl.” He said as he pulled down his hero slacks and stepped out of the material. Here he was, Pro-hero Dynamight and your now ex best friend completely stripped infront of you. His member hanging out with a hard erection and your eyes went wide at the length. He noticed this and tilted your chin up so your E/C diamonds could meet his eyes. “Don’t worry, it’ll fit,” he kindly said.

“Doubt it,” you sarcastically replied.

“Then we’ll make it fit, Princess.” You bit your lip in excitement. He pumped his cock a few times before placing the tip at your entrance. He rubbed his tip up and down you slit as he spoke.

“I’ve wanted this for so long princess, and now I’m finally gonna make you mine.” He said before he slammed in as you both cried out in ecstasy.

“Oh-oh my god..” you whimpered. He peppered your face in kisses to distract you from the pain. Once you adjusted to his size, you begged him to move.

“Please..more.”

With your permission, he began to thrust in and out of your heat, with hard, slow strokes. Both of you moaning as the sensation. The way he filled you up completely was euphoric. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, moaning into it as he picked up his pace a little more. You could hear his grunts and soft moans as he sped up, enjoying the way your pussy held him tight.

“Mm...Harder, Dynamight...F-Faster..please!” You whined. Katsuki listened, and he listened well. His strokes went deeper, his speed increased, and he fucked you harder than ever as he went up to your ear.

“Yeah...you want it harder?...deeper?....Mm fuck, faster princess? You like it rough? You like how Dynamight fucks your tight little cunt?” He asked while you cried out in pure pleasure.

“Y-yesss. Oh my god yes Dynamight. Fuck me just like this...ahhh!” Bakugou grabbed onto your ass with both his hands as he pummeled into you. You gripped his hair and he moaned at the feeling. He sucked on one of your tits as he looked at you. God, you were gorgeous. The blush that covered your face, you mouth hanging open with a slight smile as moans fall from it, and your eyes looking up like you’ve been fucked stupid.

“Oh..I’m gonna cum! Please, I’m gonna cum!” You moaned out.

“Not yet Teddy bear. Hold it,” he said as he gave your ass a hard smack and pulled out of you. You whined at the loss of his cock and looked at him with begging eyes.

“Turn around princess. I want you on all fours.” He simply said as he continued to pump his cock.” You moaned at the sight of it and smirked to yourself. He watched as you dragged your hand to your center and began playing with yourself.

“And if I don’t listen?” You smiled as you moaned at the way your fingers rubbed at your pussy. Bakugou grabbed your hand and got in your face before you could go any further.

“Then the brat who wants to cum so bad will cum for me 100 times over as her punishment.” He said as a threat but you only took it the best way possible.

“Sounds fun..Katsuki.” With that, he yanked your hand away from yourself and flipped you over before slamming back into you from behind and smacking your ass again and again.

“Ohh fuck...Ah...you think you’re funny, huh y-you brat? Let’s see how funny you are when I fuck you so dumb the only thing you’ll know is my name.” He said as he pounded into you. Your cried were muffled as you screamed into the mattress.

“Don’t do that, princess, I wanna hear your pretty cries,” he said as he yanked your hair, lifting your head up. He grabbed onto your neck and kissed you as you both loudly moaned into it. He squeezed your neck ever so lightly but tightly as he placed his forehead on yours to look down at where you both meet and become one. He sped up at the sight.

“I bet you love this. I bet you love having Dynamight’s cock deep inside you. Can you feel me? Huh? Feel me in your guts? Feel my big dick deep inside you?” He asked as he looked back at you.

“Y-Yesss! Oh f-fuck...ohhh so big!” Bakugou smiled at your comments and felt you squeeze around him.

“S-shit...you gonna cum? Gonna come on this big dick?” He asked as his hand traveled to you pussy, rubbing at your clit.

“Do it! Do it now, cum on my cock!” You squirted around his cock and Bakugou continued to fuck you through your orgasm and you cried out, and your upper body fell to the mattress. His hands grabbed at your waist as he pounded your pussy. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and bit his bottom lip as he threw his head back moaning out.

“Fuck! Ohh f-fuck, I’m gonna cum. You want my cum princess? Can I fill your pussy with my cum?” He asked while looking down at you. You had little tears poking at the ends of your eyes due to the mass amount of pleasure and Bakugou came at the sight. His thrust stopped as his hips met your ass in a final push, while his cum went deeper into your pussy, filling you to the brim. You both cried out as he finished and he kept himself in there for a little until you both caught your breath. He kissed up your spine to your cheek as he pulled out and layed down next to you.

As he pulled you closer to him he could hear your soft voice.

“A-amazing...Suki.” You said as you nuzzled into his neck. He only smiled as he realized you forgot.

“I hope so, cuz we’re not done teddy bear.” He said while smirking. Your eyes went wide as you looked at him in shock.

“Your punishment. Remember? I want you cumming on my cock a 100 times over. I don’t even want you to be able to walk for the next week.” He said while looking you right in his eyes. You took on his little challenge and straddled his waist before pumping his cock a few times and hovering over it. He watched the whole thing and licked his lips at you.

“Fine then Dynamight,” you said as his hands traveled to your hips. “Show me what you got,” you said as you slammed back down on him releasing cries from both you and him. This was gonna be a fun, long night.

—

After rounds 2, 3, 4, and 5, you both lie on your bed completely fucked out as you held onto each other. Bakugou was contempt as he held you under his chin and thought you were asleep. You were only resting your eyes with a soft smile on your face. Bakugou kissed the top of your head before softly speaking.

“I’m so sorry for everything I said teddy bear. You are the most amazing person in the world. I just don’t want you to be hurt. I wanna protect you for the rest of my life. I love you with my everything and I really want you to officially be mine. When you wake up, I’m gonna tell you all of this.” Bakugou sighed. Now it was your turn to speak.

“You don’t have to wait Suki,” you softly spoke as Bakugou looked down at you in shock. “I already heard it all, and I want to officially be yours too.” You said while looking right at him.

“Heh..I thought you passed out,” he teased.

“Well then I guess you’re not as good as you thought, Dynamight.” You teased back.

“You tryna say I didn’t fuck you good enough princess?! Cuz I still got enough for one more round that’ll be sure to shut your mouth real quick!” You only laughed at his little outburst.

“I’m good Suki. Trust me, you did more than enough.” You said.

“You’re damn right. And by the way you were screaming my name, I’m sure of it.” He proudly stated.

“Shut up,” you rolled your eyes and softly spoke. You both gently laughed at the teasing and embraced each other once more, but this time a little tighter.

After a few peaceful moments of silence, you heard him speak up.

“So..you’re being serious about really wanting to be mine..right?” Bakugou asked with worry laced in his voice.

“Of course I’m serious Suki. I don’t wanna be anybody else’s but yours.” You said in the cutest voice. Bakugou blushed at the confession.

“Ok then teddy bear. You’re mine now, and I’m never gonna let you go again.” He whispered. “I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Suki.”

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“WHERE WERE YOU?!?? A BANK WAS ROBBED, MULTIPLE PEOPLE WERE MUGGED, AND 2 VILLAIN BRAWLS BROKE OUT ON YOUR PATROL MAN!! ARE YOU GOOD?!?” Red riot screamed into the phone.

“Yeah, yeah I’m good. I’m great actually, a lot of good stuff happened on my patrol.” Bakugou said as he drank from his glass of water.

“Dude. Seriously?” The red head said in disbelief. What could possibly make up for all the crimes committed on his best friend’s watch?!

“Seriously. Gotta go, talk to you later shitty hair.” Katsuki said as he hung up the phone. As he finished cooking, he brought two plates of food to the couch for Y/N and himself. He had to carry Y/N there.

“What was all that about?” Y/N asked as she took a sip from her cup and turning away from the trashy reality show you both were watching.

“Just another reason why you’d make a better hero than me, teddy bear.” You awed at the compliment and cuddled into him. If only you knew how serious he was being.

Kirishima would know. For he was the one running around like a mad man trying to stop all the crimes committed due to his best friend being absent thanks to his horny desires.

A/N: YAYYY MY FIRST REQUEST! I really enjoyed writing this one and I’m sorry if it wasn’t exactly what you were looking for. I’m hope you enjoyed it tho! Feel free to drop more request for me to do!💗🧸

P.S. New series coming on the way!

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diofasolia · 3 years

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{Always}

{Shattered! Dream x Reader}

Shattered! Dream by @shattereddreamsau

Writings by me

Today (8/7) is Shattered! Dream's birthday and I decided to post a writing I did last year—which is also the reason why I eventually join in the tumblr

Because back when I wrote this story, I found Dark Cream comic, which made by amazing @zu-is-here

Her creations give me the inspiration for the writing

The story is long (it has like 2000 words in it) and may be a bit cheesy, but I'll be happy to know if you read the whole thing (◡ ω ◡)

******

Before the story start, I want to ask you a question.

Do you believe that the worst person can change?

Oh! How awkward, sorry, I ask the wrong question.

What I meant to ask is—

Do you believe that the best person, the kindest person in the world can change?

Maybe…all it needs is a tiny push?

The harsh whipping hits in my abdomen again. I kneel on the ground, thinking how deep the scar might be from that blow.

"What're you doing!? Look at your king when I'm talking to you! Such a piece of useless trash!!"

"I apologized, My Lord."

Raising my bruised neck, I gaze at the former guardian of positivity. Those eyes that used to hold the tenderness, now only fill up with hatred.

"Where're those fricking basters!? I told you to track down my brother and other Sanses!"

"I'm sorry, My Lord. They escaped. I can't find where their location is–"

Not even waiting for my sentence finished, another powerful punch land on my face. I watch as a tooth fall out of my mouth. Blood dripping down my chin.

"Worthless! Can't even do a little task like that!"

Multiple kicks and insults throw at me. The numb feeling slowly occurs in my torso as I curling up into a ball.

Closing my eyes, the memories from the past arises in my mind, bringing me back to the day that I seal my fate.

"Dream? Earth to Dream!"

"(Y/N)? What's wrong, love?"

"What's wrong? I've called your name for five times! But you didn't answer to me."

Dream scratches the back of his skull, looking a bit embarrassed.

"Is that so? I'm sorry, (Y/N)! It won't happen again, I swear!"

I cuddle Dream close, letting out a giggle.

"It's fine! I don't really mind it. But Dream, you tend to space out recently. Is there something on your mind? You can tell me everything, you know that, right?"

Giving me a kiss on the cheek, Dream smiles gently. He assures me that there's nothing to worry about. It’s just the task of guardian makes him a little exhausted.

"Well, if that's the case, go on and get some rest! I will inform you if something was up."

"Okay! Thanks, (Y/N), I'm glad I have you by my side."

"Me too, my dreams and hopes."

It's been quiet in Dream's room. He must be very tired. I knock on his bedroom door, telling him to wake up.

"Dream, I know you're tired. But you still need to eat."

"Dream? Are you awake yet?"

There's no answer.

Guess I’ll have to get into his room.

Yet no one is there, only an opening portal hanging in the air.

A portal leads to Dream's corrupted universe.

"I'll show you, brother. I know what you're feeling…I know what you're going through…"

"No! Dream, stop!! You don't know what you're doing!!"

Two vague voices shouting in the distance. I begin to run like my life is in danger.

What the heck is going on here?

What is this dreadful feeling?!

I'm too slow.

The half bitten black apple lay on the ground. I watch in horror as the small tendrils creeping out Dream's eye sockets. His painful screech rings in my ears.

"Dream!!!"

I reach out to him, hoping that I can comfort Dream in my arms. The positive energy…they gotta do something, right?

"What…? Nightmare! Let go of me!! I need to…to get Dream!!"

"No! You can't get near him now, (Y/N)! You'll…you'll get hurt!"

I thrash in Nightmare's hold, screaming at the top of my lungs.

"Dream!! No! Dream!!!"

"What's wrong, love?"

My teary eyes stare up, it's…Dream's voice.

But it sends an unknown coldness down my spine.

"Ahh, you're crying! Good, keep doing that."

A sadistic grin spreads on Dream's face.

"I love it."

Nightmare is already sobbing, begging for his beloved brother to come back. I walk step by step to Dream, putting on the best smile I can muster.

"My love…Dream…please, come back to me…! I love you. I know you're strong enough to resist those negative feelings…"

Dream cackles loudly. The tentacles wrap tightly around my neck, pulling me closer to him.

"Go back? To my weak self? (Y/N), when did you become stupid? Why would I do that?"

"I've already past the point of no return."

A bucket of freezing water splashes on me. I must have passed out during the abusing session.

"Wake up."

"Get clean up, we're leaving."

I pick up my sore body, stumbling across the lonely hall that me and Dream live in. There's no one here except the two of us.

"Make a choice, (Y/N). Will you join me? Or will you prefer to disobey me like my coward brother?"

"I'll go with you."

I want to weep, yet I can’t even shed a single tear. I shouldn't be upset. After all, it's me who decided to follow my corrupted lover.

Filling up the bathtub, I submerge myself in the steamy water.

"Why, (Y/N)!? Why are you side with him!? Open your eyes! Dream doesn't love you anymore. He's just using you!"

"It doesn't matter, Nightmare."

"Great job, (Y/N)! You make this AU full of despair and miseries! I always know you're my favorite soldier!"

"It's my pleasure to serve you, my lord."

I scrub my blood-stained skin, the wounds sting because of the soapy water. Some of the old gash reopened, making me yell in frustration.

"We can save Dream! Don't lose any hope, (Y/N)!"

"How? There are barely things we can do. It's over, Nightmare. Look at yourself! You transfer back because Dream shattered! How are you gonna turn him back? By let someone else eats a black apple again?!"

The white dirty bandages wrap around my mess up torso. Why am I even bother treating my injures? They sure are going to reopen soon anyway.

"No matter what you say to me, I won't change the path I've chosen, Nightmare."

"I've already gone far enough."

"I don't understand…he's hurting you, (Y/N). Are you still…in love with my brother?"

I hate it so much.

The smell won't disappear no matter how many times I wash it over and over.

I hate it.

My hair smells like those disgusting goop on Dream.

Why can't I get rid of this sickening stink!?!

Throwing the bottles at random direction, I tug my hair till I scream out.

"What's with all that noises in there!? You better finish your business soon, I'm losing my patience!"

I hate it.

"I deeply apologize for making you wait for such a long time, my lord."

I wish I can understand your pain sooner.

"Whatever, time to leave."

I'm sorry I couldn't save you.

"My lord, where are we going, may I ask?"

Dream's left eye glows in excitement.

"I find out where those sneaky scums are hiding."

With a wave of hand, Dream opens the portal leads to an unknown empty place.

No one is left out.

Nightmare, Ink, Blue, everyone's here.

"And I'm going to give them a pleasant encounter."

But today is a little different.

Then all hell breaks out.

Nightmare's starting to transform. The dark gooey substance covering up his body gradually.

The same routine as usual. Nightmare pleads Dream to stop his actions while the former guardian of positivity just laugh it off, a bit talks here and there.

"Miss me, dear brother?"

The crazy laughter of Dream rings in the air.

"Yes! Finally, things are getting interesting!"

While Dream focusing on battling with Nightmare, I have to handle the two other skeletons.

"I know deep down you don't want to fight us, (Y/N)! Let's just drop our weapons, okay?"

Ink creates a bunch of arrows, ready to launch them at Dream. I block his charge immediately, slashing Ink's arm with my sword.

My silence is always my only answer.

"No one's going to get near Dream."

I continue to attack Blue. We've already been through this conversation many times.

"How…how's this possible?!"

Dream can only defense himself from Nightmare as the latter one keeps on firing attacks. It looks like Nightmare gets more advantage of the battle.

"Seems like you can't control your tentacles very well yet, little bro."

Nightmare mocks, resulting Dream to lose his temper. He strikes at Nightmare blindly, only to receive a powerful blow in the guts.

"Dream!!"

I rush to Dream, who’s looking more exhausted than usual. From the way how he’s panting heavily, I know he's already losing too much strength to fight.

"Get away from me! I don't need your help!!"

The attack is sloppy but I didn't dodge it. Dream can beat me all he wants after I get him to safety.

Even if it means I can possibly die.

"My lord, I apologize, but we have to move to another universe again."

Dream growls at me.

"It's you who are dragging me down!!"

They're still following us.

I'm whacking to the ground in a flash. A heavy boot stamps on my ribs harshly.

The nasty cracking sound and my piercing shirek fills in the air.

"You're no longer useful to me."

I watch as Dream disappears in a portal. He doesn't even spare a glance at me. Leaving me bleeding and slowly dying on the ground.

"I've told you."

Nightmare's lurking shadow towers above me.

"Oh no, Ink! We must save (Y/N)! She's…!"

Ink put a hand on Blue's shoulder, shaking his head solemnly.

"We can't, Blue. Remember, our priority is to capture Dream."

"Please, Night…"

I find myself pleading to Nightmare.

"Don't…kill Dream…"

"You and I both know that's an empty promise, (Y/N)."

Three skeletons begins to move towards the portal that opens by Ink. Before they leave, Nightmare whispers in a quiet voice but loud enough for me to catch.

"…he's in Dreamtale."

How much will you sacrifice for protecting your fallen love?

"You really are dumb. You know that?"

"Or you're just enjoy me breaking you apart bit by bit?"

"Don't you scare of your own nightmares?"

"I deserve it."

"I'm already living with it."

"You will always be my fading dreams."

"It's my own redemption."

"Surrender now, Dream. Then we can put an end to this whole mess."

My time is running out.

"Heh, I thought you know me well, dear brother. You should get the answer by yourself now."

"…goodbye, my poor little brother.

I pray to you, God. Let me see him one last time.

I can't save him the last time.

It's always a miracle how accurate the portal can lead to.

"(Y…Y/N)?"

This time, I'm going to save Dream.

There's no pain anymore.

"…at least…you……say my…name……one…last……time…"

Crimson blood drips down my penetrated torso. I think I see Dream's crying. But that might be just my own tears.

Forgive me, Dream.

My collapsing body falls forward, landing on the soft grass surface before me.

(3rd pov)

"Nightmare, I need your assistance."

"I thought we're enemies now."

"There's a method I want to try. It might succeed to bring Dream back."

"Well, I'm here to listen."

"She's just a tool."

"Nothing else."

"Because I know him well. The extreme emotion is the only possible way to get things right again."

Dream mutters to himself like a broken recorder. Staring the wrecking body of yours, his non-existent heart begins to hurt.

"I refuse! That's too dangerous! You surely will be dead in this terrible plan! Besides, how can you so sure he'll behave like you predict!?"

"It's worth it. I'm doing this for the whole alternate universes, and him."

"But…you…"

"Wake up! I demand you to wake up now! (Y/N)!!"

"It's not…worth for your own life."

"Don't pity me. Pity for the one who can't help himself in his own nightmare."

"Wake up."

"Don't leave me…alone, (Y/N)…please…my love…"

Ahh, it must be the time when he transfers into this horrible creature.

Nightmare, who’s now in his uncorrupted form, widening his eyes.

"…congratulations, (Y/N). Your suicidal plan…works."

Dream doesn't recall when’s the last time he breaks down.

No one dare to speak a word, except Dream drowning in his own pitiful cries.

"Always."

"I don't understand…he's hurting you, (Y/N). Are you still…in love with my brother?"

You look at Nightmare with a smile, replying to him like it's the only correct answer in your mind.

#my writings #solia's writing #shattered dream #shattered!dream #dream #shattered dream × reader #sans x reader #sans x y/n #ink #blue(underswap sans)#nightmare #fanfic #I think Shattered is kind of a special character me #hope you guys enjoy the reading uwu #tw violence #tw angst #tw death #tw a bit abuse mention

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binniesthighs · 3 years

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If you’re still doing the kink 7 minutes in heaven thing 👀 👀 not sure how this works but-

Praise kink please 👉👈 specifically involving the term “good girl” if you would be so kind

✨let’s play seven minutes in heaven! send me a kink and i’ll give you a member to spend seven minutes in heaven with! ✨(CLOSED)

a praise kink??? FRICK stop praise kinks are the cutest things everrr 🤩 i love this idea so much!

~i pair you with minho!~ (hell yes we love the softdom!minho agenda)

praise kink, petanmes, bestfriend!minho, oral (m receiving), fluffy!

it happened all at once, and you weren’t even quite sure how it had started.

you had always known that you loved minho more than a friend, and you had also thought that it would a secret that you would take with you to the grave. everything about him was a comfort to you: the way that he would stay up with you on late night calls, how he would watch movies with you even if he wasn’t the most interested--it just mattered that you were.

you didn’t mind keeping it a secret, but every plan that you had made had been shattered once he had appeared on your doorstep, in the pouring rain, with bruised roses and a wet confession letter in his hand.

“i guess it’s kind of obvious what I’m here to do?” he shied with his cheeks blushed red from the cold.

you helped him dry off, trying to not completely and utterly freak out knowing that he had entered that door with different intentions than he ever had before.

the two of you cuddled on your second-hand couch, just like you always had, but he held you tighter, sighed deeper into the top of your head, and rubbed softer into your thigh where he held you there.

minho kisses you with all the carefulness that he could muster. the soft of your cheeks prickled where he held the sides of your face, and sighed his content into your lips cracking in a tiny smile. you could kiss him forever like this with all of the familiarity that you had grown so comfortable with from all your years of knowing him. while things had changed between the two of you, you were not fearful or worried for what this could mean.

“hm,” he hums, then plants a kiss to your forehead, “i’ve waited to long to do that, to tell you everything that i’ve wanted.”

“really?”

he nods while hugging you tightly, “i’ve waited years to tell you how beautiful you are, and how much a can’t see myself without you. you don’t understand how happy this makes me.”

you giggle as he squishes your cheeks, letting him lay your body down on the couch where he gives you even more confessions of his love. minho stops every couple moments to ask you if you’d like to advance more. he undresses you like you’re a work of art, and stops to take you in fully each time you become bare for him.

he kisses into your neck with fleeting kisses, then purrs directly into your ear, “such a good girl for me. i can’t wait to show you even more how crazy i am for you.”

you squirm, feeling a heat gather in your core for him that begs at your whole body to be touched in ways that you had only ever dreamed.

minho loves every curve of your body, every part that you’ve told him that made you feel self conscious, the lowers his body to pull off your shorts and presses even more adoring kisses to your inner thighs which jerk from his attention. after, he returns, grinding lightly into your waist with his hardening erection that turns you even more desperate with wonder to feel him.

his hand flows down your body like the rain pattering outside your window as he pulls at the waistband to your pants before sneaking his fingers in to palm over your arousal.

“is this okay?” he whispers, to which you nod immediately in your wonder for him.

you mewl out into your apartment, vulnerable and all for him to have, for him to treasure for all that you’re worth. his fingers tease over the fabric of your underwear, which he pulls aside to feel your warmth at last. he sucks your air where it lasts on his tongue, and indulges you even deeper.

“good girl taking in my fingers so well, does it feel good?”

“y-yes...really--”

“you’ll get even more, i’ll show you...”

#binniesthighs 💌#cutie anons #skz smut #stray kids smut #minho smut #skz hard hours #stray kids hard hours

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gentlemanoftimetravel · 4 years

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Mos miraculous prompt #4

The Liar Duo 6

Beginning Previous Next

Ladybug hid behind a chimney. First observe, try to see a pattern, locate the akumatized object and then jump into action. Maybe use a Lucky Charm and try to avoid that Chat Noir get’s himself killed. Jep that’s the plan. And defeat him quick to get back to Félix. Almost forgot that one. She sighs. Why can’t it be just plain simple ...

“You said something about revenge. What is that supposed to mean?” Chat asked in a mocking voice.

Ladybug shook her head. One day, one of these god damn days she will put some sense into that stupid cat!

“Are you that stupid? Do you seriously don’t understand what revenge means? Fine I will explain it to you kiddo.” The Akuma almost spat that last part out.

“My supposed Teammates and I were about to meet up for a new round of Dungeons and Dragons but these rats replaced me! Me! Pah, laughable. I was one of the founders, without me no one would be able to play long. So kiddo, do you understand now why I have the desire of revenge?”

His voice grew louder at the end of his sentence and he once again swung his scythe at Chat Noir. Unfortunately for him, this time he wasn’t fast enough. With much more force than before Chat slams against the nearest building. Ladybug flinched. That must hurt, much. She ever wished for a wake up call for her partner but not like this.

The Akuma laughed. “That’s what I’m talking about!“ He whirled around and began to march back to his Meeting Point. The ground shook with every new step.

Ladybug pinched the bridge of her nose. „Why always me? Fine, no more observation and again thinking on the spot.” She stretched and hopped towards her partner. Upon reaching him she helped him stand up and looked him up and down.

“Everything alright Chat? That was quite the blow you received.”

He rolled his head and shoulders. “I think so M'Lady. Nothings broken but that one will definitely land on my Top three hit list.” A cheeky grin appeared on his face, Ladybug only rolled her eyes.

“Come on Chat, I want to defeat this Akuma quick. I have plans!”

“Oh? Bugaboo do you have a date? Maybe with my civilian self without knowing it? I also have plans later, what a coincidence.”

“Once and for all Chat. Stop flirting with me! I don’t want a relationship with you and I told you countless times I want to work professional! I don’t want to talk about civilian stuff and I don’t want to reveal my identity. Who knows, maybe after Hawkmoth is defeated but right now work as a professional hero!”

Ladybug huffs violently after her rant, she narrows her eyes at him. He looked at her with a faked hurt expression. “But M'Lady I would never do something like that. You know I’m a catsanova sometimes but only to you. All I think about is you and your safety.”

“Yeah and that only caused more issues for me. You get in the way of an attack and were turned against me, were killed or you never showed up at all. Look Chat, I don’t want to argue with you right now. The Akuma wrecks havoc throughout Paris and we really need to defeat him right now and save as many citizens as possible. Please Chat!” She looked at him with her most pleading eyes, she really hoped he would play along. The Akuma would be much faster dealed with, with the two of them. And she really needed to get as fast as she could back to Félix.

He looked at her with calculating eyes. “Fine, but ...” She groaned inwardly, sadly that was predictable. “... I want a proper date after this Akuma is defeated.”

Ladybug shut her eyes and clenched her teeth. A deep breath in, hold and a long exhale. Quickly weigh the pros and cons. Pro, the Akuma will be dealed with fast and she could get back to Félix and Con, she need to bear with an annoying Chat Noir not only now but also at a date and afterwards at every encounter. Breath in, breath out. Félix is now more important.

“Okay Chat. I will bring pastries and hot Chocolate to our next Patrol. We can meet up at the Eifel tower and have a nice picnic there, would that be in your interest?” She crossed her arms above her chest.

“For now that will be enough. Shall we Bugaboo?” He extended his staff and held his hand towards her. She looked up at the sky and send a silent prayer.

Her Yo-Yo wrapped around the nearest Chimney and Marinette looked at Chat and pulled herself to the next roof. She started running the second her feet hit the rooftops. She followed the dust clouds and the sound of destruction.

She stopped a couple of meters away and looked back at her partner. “Chat we need a Plan. I heard that today’s Akuma is a D&D player, so his akumatized object might be something that a cosplayer would wear. He said he was on his way to a meeting. I don’t know why but I have a feeling that we need to get that little charm which hangs at the end of his scythe. The rest looks too perfect, too real. But we can’t get to close to him or he hits us with his weapon. I want to try something before I cast my Lucky Charm, can you distract him for a moment? I need to find his teammates, I have a few questions for them maybe we can talk to him.”

He narrowed his eyes at her and nodded slowly. “Ten minutes. I try to distract him for the next ten minutes. I don’t think I can hold him off much longer.”

She nodded and thanked him. One glance towards the Akuma and she rushed towards the nearest park, she recalled seeing some people dressed up in Medieval clothing. Sometimes she strolled throu the park and took inspriration from them, she even offered help if someone needed it with their costumes, she even got a few commissions from them.

Marinette frantically scanned the area and found the group she was looking for.

“Hey you guys, I have a question! Do you know the person that is akumatized?”

“Ladybug! Yes, his name is Erik. Erik Faux. He’s our friend and comrade and originally we were supposed to meet him here. We had a surprise prepared for him, we commissioned a few pieces to complete his costume and a friend of mine is currently wearing them, so that Erik won’t guess something. But I suppose he thought that we wanted to replace him because their costumes were similar. Erik's our friend, we would never abandon him! Please Ladybug, tell him this and please safe him, he is a good guy.”

She smiled at the small group. “I will. One last question, do you know what item would be important to him, so important that he gripped onto it in the moment he were akumatized?”

One guy of the group nodded and proclaimed “yes, we all got a little charm as we started out. We always laughed about the fact that Eric wanted his character to have a scythe as his Surname literally says scythe.” He let out a little chuckle. “His Charm is a little demon, his Character has a Demon shaped Scythe, if his Akuma form represents his character you will find that charm somewhere there.”

Ladybug has a soft smile on her lips. “Thank you. These informations will help me, I will safe him and now find shelter till Chat and I have detransformed Erik.” She nodded one last time and leapt back towards the Akuma.

Upon arriving she noticed that Chat could barely stand on his feet. He looked bruised and he had several cuts. The Akuma swung his scythe once again towards Chat and he barely managed to dodge with his baton. He stumbled a few steps back and finds hold on a nearby house facade.

Marinette decided that now were the perfect moment to cast her Lucky Charm. She throws her Yo-Yo into the air and shouted “Lucky Charm!”

Ladybug received a bag full of Cookies. She shook her head and huffed.

“Why Tikki. Are you that hungry? How am I supposed to defeat a full armoured, scythe swinging Akuma? With a fricking back of cookies!”

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[Ch. 1] [Ch. 2] [Ch. 3] [Ch. 4] [Ch. 5] [Ch. 6] [Ch. 7]

I hope you all like the story so far :)

I’m sorry that this update took me so long but I wasn’t feeling quite well the past couple of days/weeks ... I got some problems at work and that brought back my anxiety and I was trying to build my confidence back up ... so I hope that writing this story will somehow help me calm down and focus my thoughts ...

I thought about a suitable Lucky Charm and ended up asking my best friend what where the first object that came to her mind and she told me Cookies. Well, I’m curious how I will let Ladybug defeat the Akuma with cookies ... any suggestions?

Other question, are the tags working? Somehow I have the feeling that not all of you get a notification. Especially since I have sometimes the same trouble with story’s where I want to be tagged ...

If someone new want to be tagged, just ask! I will try to add you :)

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#mos prompts #miraculous prompts #miraculous ladybug #ml prompts #salty prompts #marinette dupain cheng #felix culpa #chloe burgeois #the liar duo

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emosnakeboy · 6 years

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I’ve Done Everything to Deserve This (Version #1)

Prompt: I’ve done everything to deserve this, but why here, why now, why in front of him? (found it on my dash by @thrown-out-pasta) (am going to write second different one because this prompt speaks to me) Ship: Romanic/Pining Logince, mentions of Logicality Warnings: angst was implied. humiliation, hatred, bullying, mentions of maybe home abuse, etc

Roman really did try his best to be a good person.

It didn’t look like it from the outside, but then again, not everyone can be overly friendly like that kid Patton O’Connor. The idiot was going to get himself hurt one day from being too outgoing. He was fairly new. He hadn’t learned his lesson yet. Roman had been trying to teach him, to show him what would happen to him if he didn’t reign himself in a little. He showed O’Conner as quickly as he could, bringing up his own old memories in the process. He went light on him, very light by the school bullies’ standards. He didn’t wanna hurt the kid. Just... warn him. He’d left Patton in the bathroom after, the kid shaking with sobs as he tended to his few wounds, a foreboding message playing in his head: just step back, or it’ll only be worse for you.

That was a far kinder treatment than that emo kid had received. The freak was always drawing. Roman hadn’t exactly seen it as a bad thing when he first noticed it, but when he noticed emo boy wearing long sleeves and lots of makeup, he resolved that the bullies had determined that he needed the punishment. Roman didn’t want to get beat up. Roman did what he had to. He really hoped the bullies would never find his love of theater.

Timber Creek High School was an awful place. Roman wished it wasn’t like this, but if you didn’t agree with them, then they didn’t agree with you. And if they didn’t agree with you...

... you’d be sorry.

Today wasn’t at all going in Roman’s favor. He’d been late to class due to the stupid rain, and that had earned him a detention. He tried to stay on the bullies’... less bad side... but unless there was a nerdier kid in detention, Roman would be getting a nice beating from them today.

That Patton kid seemed like a good option. If he could get O’Connor into detention, he’d escape unscathed.

He managed to do just that at lunch, and in a very public and fun manner. Roman had it all worked out, and he used a variety of clues to perfect his plan.

Patton O’Connor had a very obvious crush on Logan Torres, a huge nerd (that Roman may or may not have also had a very obvious crush on) who used his lunch to study in the cafeteria. That bit of information was crucial. Logan didn’t usually eat in the cafeteria; Roman had observed this in the years he’d spent at Timber Creek High. Patton would have no idea. Logan spent this particular lunch period next to Emo Kid, although both of them remained silent as Logan read his books and Emo Kid doodled away. Roman made sure to sit at a table in between Patton and Logan, yet not too far away from either of them. He also made sure to bring a paper airplane to lunch.

The airplane hit Patton in the back of the head, and as he turned around to pick it up from the floor Roman smiled. Roman watched Patton mouth the words that he’d written: Any chance you could toss something to eat over here? I’m rather famished, but I can’t afford to buy anything to eat today. -Logan T. He watched Patton’s face light up, watched Patton take half of his probably-homemade PB&J sandwich without thinking, watched Patton ready his right arm -

Splat. The sandwich hit emo kid in the back of the head. He wheeled around, anger apparent on his face. O’Connor blanched as Emo Kid took a scoop of baked beans off his lunch tray with his hands and threw it at Patton full-force. It hit the poor kid square in the face, splattering on the other once-peppy kids seated around Patton.

Only a few more seconds had passed before it was an all-out food fight.

Roman sat back and laughed at the chaos he’d caused. He didn’t want to get too involved; oh no, that would ruin the rest of his plan.

A teacher soon stopped the fight. “Who started all of this?!” she yelled, looking around at the kids in the room. Many flinched away from her glare.

Roman assumed an innocent demeanor, raising his hand slightly and pointing towards Patton. “O’Conner threw the first sandwich, Miss.”

The teacher didn’t acknowledge Roman’s presence. Instead, she rounded on Patton, who was terrified, shaking, and covered in baked beans.. “Detention, O’Connor. For the rest of the week.” Roman held in a snicker as she whirled around and left the room.

He thought he was home clear.

Then the end of the day came.

Roman was packing his things up, ready for detention now that he wasn’t going to get beat up. Maybe he’d be able to get some homework done before he had to go back home to the woman he had to call “mother”. Maybe his day wasn’t so bad.

He was just about to head to room 421 for detention when he was shoved against a line of lockers abruptly. “Price, you’re in for it now,” a menacing voice hissed as firm hands held him in place by his shoulder and throat. The hall around them suddenly seemed alive with curious teenagers who wanted to know what had happened.

“What... did I... do?” Roman gasped out, winded and almost unable to breathe. He made eye contact with the person holding him to the wall, and he felt his heart stop at the sight.

Remy. One of them.

Roman was toast.

“How. dare. you.” Remy seethed, his dark eyes glimmering angrily from behind his sunglasses. “You framed him. I watched you do it. Probably also the one to beat him up a few weeks ago.”

“Wh...at?”

Remy’s lips curled in disgust. “You hurt my cousin. Got ‘im landed in detention, too. You’re screwed, Price.”

It clicked in Roman’s head suddenly. Remy O’Connor. Patton O’Connor. Cousins. And probably why Patton never really had more bruises after that one lesson Roman had taught him.

Oh, god, Roman was royally screwed.

“Didn’t.... know,” Roman gasped, his hand moving up to the hand on his throat. “Pl..ease....”

“Price, I dunno why you did what you did- wait... just one second. I bet that’s why, isn’t it? You were worried that he was gonna... I can’t believe it.”

Believe what? Roman thought bleakly, his vision beginning to spot. I did what I did to keep him safe. And to protect myself from this.

“You thought he was gonna try to take Torres’s heart, didn’t you?”

A string of curses flew through Roman’s brain. He only could hope that Logan wasn’t around, couldn’t see what was happening, and hadn’t heard that last statement. He could hear the people whispering around him, and he realized that it didn’t matter. Logan would hear about it anyway.

Remy leaned in close to Roman’s ear. “See you in detention, Price,” he said, his voice cold and promising. Terror shot down Roman’s spine. Remy released Roman suddenly, and he dropped to the floor in a limp mess. He bit his lip, hard, to keep from crying out as Remy kicked him in the ribcage. Tears sprung to his eyes as he tasted blood in his mouth. He let his eyes fall shut as he lay there, feeling helpless. He heard the crowd dying down, and he could pick out Remy’s unmistakable footsteps in the mess of people leaving the previously-excited area.

After a few minutes, Roman opened his eyes and struggled to sit up. He winced at a stabbing pain in his chest, hoping that nothing was broken yet. That pain didn’t seem to hurt at all when he saw the only person remaining in the hall.

Logan. Fricking. Torres.

I’ve done everything to deserve this, but why here, why now, why in front of him?

He stared down at Roman, eyes wide and face unreadable. Roman couldn’t look away from his gaze, wondering what was going on behind that emotionless mask he wore. Did he feel sorry for Roman? Would he want to help him?

“You... you’re a monster.” The words pierced his heart. Logan’s expression darkened. “You’d really hurt someone just because you’re scared of them taking me? You.. don’t even have me. You’re a terrible person. Maybe next time you should just, I dunno, ask me out before beating up an innocent kid over it. Maybe I would’ve said yes before today.” As if this wasn’t bad enough, Logan finished with one last blow that rang through Roman’s ears throughout the rest of his beating.

“I’ll never say yes to you.”

oof i never write angst or logince can you tell

whatever here you go tumblr do what you will

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kosmosjoonie · 6 years

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BTS REACTION // daddy kink // *REQUESTED* @mochisugakookie

YOONGI

° frick frick fRICK

° Daddy!Yoongi is so hot fREAkINg HEcc

° lots I MEAN LOTS of spanks

° TONS of choking

° bruises for daysss

° “Whose are you?”

° “Yours, Daddy..”

° hair pulling

° freaking loves it when you beg for him

° degradation to an extent

° the boys knowing that you call him Daddy

° LOADS of you being called “little one”

° aftercareee bc yoongi’s a freeking softie on the inside and he doesn’t want to hurt you really bad

° lots of neck kisses

° cuddles galoreee

JIN

° more of a soft daddy, ya know? kinda more of a caregiver...

° makes sure you eat properly

° makes sure you do your homework and study

° “Babygirl, did you do your chores?”

° “Babygirl, you need rest...”

° “But Daddy-”

° “No ‘buts’. You need to be healthy!”

° cute forehead kisses literally all the time

° movie night every friday night

° TONS of cuddles

° some spanks, only when you’ve been really bad

° very gentle

° “I’m not hurting you, am I, babygirl?”

° LOADS AND LOADS of aftercare

TAE

° v protective FRIck MeEEe

° “You are not wearing that..”

° “Daddy, I just bought this!”

° “Babygirl, the only person that should be seeing that much skin is me.”

° handcuffs PROBABLY GUCCI AM I RIGHT

° TONS of foreplay

° spanking ofc

° hair pulling

° likes when you beg

° degradation ??

° choking

° aftercare even when he’s the receiver HES SOFT

° lots of cuddles and netflix

° LOADS of ear nibbling

NAMJOON

° daddy af

° also very caring

° loves to spoil you

° loves when you sit in his lap

° his fav thing about you is your lips

° loves when you’re in little space

° LOVES LOVES LOVES being the big spoon

° silk ties instead of handcuffs

° loves to tease you

° makes you touch yourself for him as he watches FRICK

° “Babygirl, touch yourself for me, would you?”

° lots of neck and shoulder kisses

° hair pulling to an extent

° choking to an extent.. he’s so soft ahhhh

° aftercare is a musttttt

° HES SO CUTE FRICK

JUNGKOOK

° soft daddy

° v careful

° v v scared that he’ll hurt you

° bc we all know he’s truly a sub

° “You w-want me to choke you? J-Jagi, i don’t know.. I don’t want to hurt you...”

° “Kookie, you won’t hurt me, i promise...”

° having to teach him how to dom

° but he quickly gets the hang of it

° and OML HE FREEKING LOVES IT

° but he’s still v soft and careful

° loves to choke you

° loves spanking you

° loves smacking your thighs

° even though he doms, he still likes to be the little spoon

° BC ISNT HE JUST THE CUTEST

° makes you breakfast the morning after bc he wants to apologize for hurting you

° but he doms again the next day

° the process just keeps repeating itself

° AH SO CUTE

JIMIN

° uhm can i just say praise kink?

° like kookie, not really a dom

° but he’ll give it a try to make you happy..

° “Jagi, I’m not sure about this...”

° him being v scared bc like kookie, he’s a freeking softie

° “Jimin, we don’t have to do it.. It was just a suggestion.”

° “No, I want to make you happy, baby.”

° having to teach him how to dom

° takes him a while but

° he eventually gets it and

° MY GRACIOUS HE LOVES IT

° loves when you straddle him bc

° HAVE YOU SEEN HIS THIGHS

° THIGH RIDING IS A MUST

° lots of soft kisses

° TONS of his begging

° and whimpers ALL THE TIME

° tends to be v clingy

° but you love it

° aftercare consisting of lots of netflix and cuddles

° with him always being the little spoon

JHOPE

° like tae, he’s v protective and

° finds a way to always get his way

° not in a bratty, annoying way but

° you know... whatever Hobi wants, Hobi gets.

° gives you massages literally all the time

° “Princess, let me help you relieve some stress..”

° those massages somehow always lead to things AhEM

° loves to tease you

° loves when you whimper and whine

° spankingggg

° definitely choking!

° probably has a praise kink??

° blindfolds FRICK ME

° sensory overload? i think YEs

° loves when you’re helpless

° hair pulling

° makes you beg

° “ Daddy can’t give you anything, if you don’t use your words and beg, Princess.”

° aftercare includes tons of cuddling

HOPE YOU LIKE THIS!!!

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gothiethefairy · 6 years

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i just wrote this because i’m a sucker for “eggsy and harry trying their damnest to be good role models for daisy” stuff and there ain’t enough. so have a short fic about michelle wondering why the frick are these two late for daisy’s school play lol.

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The school auditorium was getting packed very quickly. Michelle was getting worried about the side-looks she was receiving from the other mothers whenever they came around, just because she was saving two extra seats. She glanced at her wristwatch, frowning. The play was going to start soon, and her son with his “friend” haven’t arrived yet.

Michelle smoothed down the creases of her dress nervously, trying not to think too hard about why they were running late. Maybe they just got held up at the shop, or traffic was being terrible now. Those better be the excuses they’ll give her. This play was a very big deal, for both her and Eggsy. Something nice and normal. Not to mention how excited Daisy was about this for weeks,

The lights began to dim down and the chitter-chatter quieted around the room. Michelle frowned, looking down at her watch again. Great, they were going to be late. Fantastic.

An elderly woman came on the stage and spoke into the microphone, thanking all the parents and guardians for coming out tonight. She must be the drama teacher, if Michelle remembered correctly. She went on about how hard the children practiced for tonight, and how excited they are to show everyone’s hard work.

Michelle knew all about that. Daisy has been nothing but excited about tonight’s play. Going over her lines again and again. To her, to Eggsy, to J.B., to her stuffed animals. To anyone willing to listen and help her. How Michelle had to find the right clothing and shoes for Daisy’s costume. It was all so hectic, but it was worth it to see her little girl so happy.

“Now, without further ado, I hope everyone enjoys tonight’s performance.”

Michelle clapped along with the other parents as the old woman shuffled off the stage. Music started playing and the curtains opened. Michelle sighed, glancing down at her watch one more time. She quickly pulled her cell phone out, and sent Eggsy a text.

‘Play has started. Where are u?’

She waited for answer, but nothing came on her screen. Michelle put her phone away, and went back watching the play. Daisy wasn’t on the stage yet. So, that was good.

A good twenty minutes or so went by, when Michelle heard whispers of, “Excuse me. Pardon me. Sorry, just passing through.” She turned around and her eyes widen at the sight of her son and his friend, both wearing suits but were slightly torn and splattered with, what looked like to be, blood. Eggsy had some cuts on his face and his hair was a mess. His friend didn’t look any better, his hair also a mess along with a few cuts and what looked like a bruised cheek.

Eggsy sat down next to her and gave Michelle a quick kiss on the cheek. “Hey Mum. Sorry we’re late. Traffic was, uh, bad. Thanks for letting me bring Harry though.” Harry looks over to her and gives her a small nod, smiling.

Michelle stares at the both of them, and Eggsy raised his brows at her, trying his best to charm his way out of this. “Do I even want to know what the hell really happened to both of you?” She whispered at them, glaring. Eggsy and Harry looked at each other and then back to her. “No.” They whispered back.

Michelle sighed, rubbing her forehead as she looked away from them.

“We didn’t miss Daisy, did we?” Eggsy asked, pulling his phone out and getting his camera ready.

Remembering the play, Michelle looked back at the stage. She smiled at the scene. “You’re right on time.” She whispered as Daisy came on the stage.

Eggsy was grinning ear to ear, never minding his cut lip must be stinging by now. He started recording as the scene went on. Harry looked pleased as well, a proud smile on his bruised-up face.

Michelle glanced at the two. Of all the people that was excited for tonight, these two were the exception. Eggsy helped Daisy with all her lines and Harry was kind enough to help Michelle about getting Daisy’s costume ready. He also helped Daisy with her lines and stage directions.

They may have a lot of explaining to do later, but right now, Michelle was just happy they were here. She went back to watching the play, smiling at her daughter act her little heart out.

“Boy, why are you crying?” The little girl playing as Wendy asked. (Later, Daisy told them that was Tia, a girl from her class who was very pretty because her mummy lets her paint her nails.)

“What is your name, girl?”

“I’m Wendy Moria Angela Darling. What’s yours?”

“I’m Peter Pan!”

Michelle glanced back at the two, holding in a giggle to see Eggsy mouthing the lines along with Daisy. She looked back at her daughter, dressed in green as she lets out a loud crowing sound. (That was the one thing Daisy loved practicing repeatedly. At this point, they were all used to it. Michelle did have to make Daisy stop when she got the dogs howling along with her however.) The audience laughed, and Daisy looks out to the crowd.

Daisy’s smile widens when she spotted them. Eggsy gives her a small wave and Harry smiled brightly back at her. Michelle beamed back at Daisy. She felt so happy at that moment, she could almost forgive Eggsy and Harry coming in so late.

Almost.

#hartwin #kingsman #kingsman fic #daisy unwin #michelle unwin #eggsy unwin #harry hart #it's more like implied hartwin tbh but whatever. still counts lol #also bc the post i made earlier inspired me to write this. both would fight through a sea of thugs to make it in time for daisy

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writers-leir · 7 years

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soulmate!soonyoung

guess who got a huge burst of inspiration during class today!!!

soulmate!soonyoung where whatever your soulmate draws appears on you as well

you love drawing

ever since you were like 4 you’d been drawing

on the walls, on the sidewalk, on paper, and on your skin

and soonyoung grew up with the little drawings appearing on his skin from seemingly nowhere

it started off with little doodles of stick figures which then evolved into scribbly flowers and patterns

and now that he’s in seventeen his soulmate has started to draw complete landscapes with details he’d never consider

if he looked hard enough, he’d even be able to see the waves moving and the trees rustling and even the birds taking in deep breaths before letting out its song

he’s always so proud of his soulmate he’d show off to the rest of the team like jun!!!!!!!!!!!!!look !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!when is your soulmate ever going to be this talented!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you on the other hand never really like what you draw

there always seems to be something wrong with the drawing

whether it be because you drew one feather more round than the other or because you added one more line to the tree trunk than necessary

honestly you always find something wrong with your drawings no matter how often your friends tell you that you’re the best artist they know

you assume it’s just the artist in you

even your professor is like “you have the skill you just need to be more confident with what you draw”

one day you’re having a particularly bad day

you needed a model for your mid-year project but they bailed on you last minute

and now you need to find another model and finish the painting in three weeks and you’re super stressed

when you get home you realize that there are some scribbles on your arm

“are you okay????????????”

turns out your soulmate is so used to seeing your drawings on his arm every day that when you failed to draw something he got worried

your heart kind of swells because awe,,,,,,,,that’s so sweet,,,,,,,,,, :’^)

you tell soonyoung what happened and he’s like awe ): i’m sorry i wish there was something i could do for you ):

he talks to you until the sun rises the next day and you’re like omg,,,,,,,,i’m so sorry i didn’t realize time had passed so quickly

he wishes you luck as you start getting ready for your classes and the next thing he knows, he’s asleep in the dance studio with empty pens scattered around him

seungcheol scolds him for a good ten minutes about falling asleep with the air conditioner on but he’s honestly not listening

(probably too busy thinking about you)

you talk to your professor that day and they’re totally understanding of the situation

turns out your model actually had bailed on various art major students several times

(they apparently once bailed on their best friend the week before a major film festival)

your professor gives you an extra week to try and find a model

now that you have time you feel so relaxed compared to the night before you decide to go to a cafe off campus and treat yourself to a latte and a treat

inside the cafe you start doodling on your arm again

you draw little details from the cafe such as the indoor garden they have in the innermost corner or the bookshelves stacked to the brim

but there’s still something wrong and you still can’t figure out what

so you decide to stop for the day and just enjoy your treats

you get home and realize that underneath your drawings are scribbles from your soulmate and you’re like !!!!!!!!!!!!!! super excited to talk to him even though you don’t even know his name

he asks you how you’re doing and you’re like i’m!!!!!!!!!!actually doing great my professor gave me an extra week!!!!!!!!!

and he gets so excited for you his handwriting gets even messier and it’s so cute

you two officially introduce each other and you’re like i’ve,,,,,,,definitely heard the name kwon soonyoung somewhere,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

and you’re stuck trying to figure out where you’ve heard his name from until one day you’re talking with your friend who’s a dance major and they’re like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!kwon soonyoung????????as in hoshi from seventeen????????????my dance idol!??!?!is your souLmaTE???????????

you’re sitting in front of them at the cafeteria like oh,,,,,,that’s where i heard his name from,,,,,,,,,,lmao,,,,,,,,

you tell soonyoung about you friend who idolizes him that night and he gets so embarrassed

“are you sURE they were talking about mE and not minghao or someone”

“no no i’m absolutely sure they called you hoshi”

soonyoung starts freaking out about it and you’re like hEY who’s soulmate are you

the next thing he asks you throws you off completely

“why do you not like your drawings?”

and you’re sitting there like wait,,,,,,,,,,,i’ve never told you about that,,,,,,,,,,and that was quite the change of topic,,,,,,,

you ask him what the question is about and you can literally picture him shrug as he starts writing again

“i’ve seen a lot of angry scribbles on my arm and you know,,,,,,,,most people only do that when they get frustrated”

you tell him that you just never liked your art and how there always seems to be something wrong with it no matter how many times you redraw it and how many styles you’ve tried

“but your drawings are amazing!!!! you have no idea how many times i’ve shown off your art to my teammates this month!!!”

you’re internally screaming like,,,,,,,,,is my art really so amazing that he’s shown,,,,,,,,,all his group members,,,,,,,,

he continues writing but his handwriting is so small you’re like squinting,,,,,,,,,

“maybe you should stop drawing for yourself,,,,,,,,”

and you’re super confused about this statement like who else would you draw for?

“you could draw for me instead”

you feel the blood rushing to your face like aksjhdgkjldsLSKAJDGSDA how is he so CHEESY

you don’t know how to reply other than agreeing because????????what else do you say??? no???????

after that though everything seems to run by extremely smoothly

you found another model, finished the painting in less than two weeks, and handed it in before everyone else in your class

and you’ve even stopped trying to find something wrong with your artwork all the time

you focus more on the compliments and suggestions you receive from soonyoung and it feels like a weight has been completely lifted off your shoulders

one day as you’re sitting in your go-to cafe, you notice someone walking in wearing a cap and sunglasses and you’re like but it’s,,,,,,,,,raining,,,,,,,,,,,,,,?

they order and then take a seat nearby you

you shrug it off like whatever people can wear whatever they want

you go back to doodling on your skin

and you notice the person is also writing on their arm but you don’t take much notice of it because soonyoung’s talking with you

until you take a closer look at the person’s arm and realize,,,,,,,,it’s covered in your doodles

and the person’s also noticed your arm

and you two stare at each other like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,wait,,,,,,,,,that person’s my soULmate

he instantly jumps out of his seat and slides into the chair in front of you and you’re like ajksdghkasdljg wAIt i’m still processing

he shoves his hand towards you while taking off his glasses and you’re like ahdjsgkdalsg he’s,,,,,,,really attractive,,,,,,,,,,

you take his hand and shake it and then the both of you are just sitting there still processing

you speak up first much to your own surprise

“thank you,,,,,,for cheering me on,,,,,,,,,i know i didn’t support you a lot but,,,i’m extremely grateful for your encouragement,,,”

he grins and you’re like ajdhgkalsjgdsg he’s so cute what the frick

“thank you for your concern too!!!!!!! i know you’ve had an extremely stressful month”

and you feel lowkey bad because he’s an idol,,,,,,,,he’s probably way more busy than you are but he still manages to comfort you about being stressed,,,,,,

you two kind of sit there just enjoying the silence and each other’s presence until you notice the time and you’re like,,,,,i loved meeting you but,,,,,,i have to go i have an essay due tomorrow for my contemporary art course,,,,,,,,

soonyoung’s like oh of course!! i’ll walk you back :))))))))

and you’re like you don’t have to,,,,,i know that you have things to do too

but he’s like nOnsense i’m walking you back. i’m not scared of jihoon

he says that but you can see him paling at the thought of lee jihoon and his guitar

he ends up walking you back to your dorms anyways and you’re like thank you,,,,,,,i’ll see you around?

but then he’s like wAiT i don’t have your number,,,,,,,,,,

you exchange numbers and when you get inside your room you’re like should i,,,,,,,,,send him a message?

ten minutes later you finally send him a simple “good luck with practice!”

and he sends you like 812357125 heart emojis back and you’re like ajhsdkglasdg he’s so intense,,,,,,but i like it,,,,,,,,,,,,

he starts sending you photos of him with the rest of seventeen or derp photos of his teammates and you’re like pftttt soonyoung you’re gonna get yourself killed one day

you get a series of photos one day

the first one is soonyoung holding a sharpie in his hand with jihoon sleeping in the background

the second one is jihoon’s sleeping face covered in drawings (rip his soulmate,,,,,,)

the third one is soonyoung taking a selfie with jihoon who’s eyes are opened,,,,,,,rip kwon soonyoung 1996-2017,,,,,,,,,,

you open the fourth one and it’s a picture of vernon with his hands up in a peace sign

and in the background is your soulmate being sat on by an extremely angry jihoon who’s gotten hold of the sharpie

you instantly call him like nOOoooOo doN’t DrAW ON HIM JIHOON PLS I HAVE AN INTERVIEW IN TEN MINUTES,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

jihoon let him off that time (“only because i like your soulmate better” “whAT do you mean jihoon we’re TEAMMATES. I’VE SEEN YOU IN THE SHOWER” “that’s,,,,,,,disgusting,,,,,,,,,”) but soonyoung left that fight with more than a few bruises

you’ve stopped getting frustrated with your drawings and soonyoung thinks it’s because you’ve started to become more comfortable with it but in all honesty it’s because you’re really drawing for him,,,,,,,,shhh don’t tell him that he’ll never let you live if he finds out

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