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kitten4sannie · 3 months

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ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏʙᴏʏꜱ4ʏᴏᴜ.ᴄᴏᴍ

ᴘᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ/ᴘʀᴀɪꜱᴇ ➠ ʏᴜɴʜᴏ

pairing: camboy! yunho x fangirl! reader (fem)

genre: camming au, fluff (lowkeyy), humor, smut

summary: dedicating your hard earned money and free time to your favorite camboy goodboy_99 comes with a lot of perks.

w.c: 3.9k

warnings: switch! yunho, switch sub leaning! reader, there’s some sub 4 sub vibes in this, monster cock yunho, yunnie’s got piercings, exhibitionism/voyeurism, masturbation, edging, use of a cock ring/golden retriever butt plug >:3), teasing, pet names (baby, kitty, kitten, etc), reader calls yunho puppy/pup and he loves that shit, dirty talk, lots of praise, some degradation, kissing, toy usage, nipple play (f/m), squirting, breeding kink, rough unprotected sex, cumming in mouth, snowballing, these losers lowkey fall in love <3

a/n: shoutout to felix @yourfatherlucifer for allowing me to build on your camboy yunho fic idea :3 you're such a genius for that concept <3 so yeah there’s not enough whimpering baby boys with monster cocks in fics i swearrr (if you know of any pls send them my way ><) so i decided to offer my contribution,, more like cumtribution am i right?? *crickets* anygays i had way too much fun with this one skjdhf you'll see what i mean >3< i hope you enjoy ~~

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ᴘʀᴇᴠ | ꜰꜰꜰ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ | ɴᴇxᴛ

You've never missed a single stream from your favorite camboy goodboy_99, always willing to pull up his stream after a long day at work no matter how tired you were, never opposed to cranking one out in his honor. You sent him a countless amount of coins throughout your obsession, picking out new options from his personal menu, never tired of seeing him act them out with a cute little smirk on his face and your username gracing his pretty pierced lips.

At first, you were a silent viewer, just concerned with getting yourself off, but then somewhere along the line, you began to leave lots of comments in the live chat, though they were more akin to sexts, and for some odd reason, Yunho paid more attention to yours, instead of the numerous other ones. Maybe it was because you were his number one fan, or perhaps, just perhaps, it was because he was into you too, but you assumed that was just your delulu mind at play.

Regardless, here you were, sitting with your legs spread in your computer chair, a vibrator on your clit, and your eyes glued on the bright screen that was showcasing your beloved camboy in a similar position: his thighs spread open in his gaming chair, his pretty flushed face contorted in pleasure, fucking himself dumb with a purple pocket pussy, the base of his thick cock constricted with an even thicker cock ring.

“Aaah, haaah…W-who made me put on this cock ring, huh? It won’t let me cum, guys, c’monnn, lemme cum,” Yunho whined out, a few beads of sweat dripping past his dyed black and red bangs down to the leather dog collar around his neck, giving his webcam a small pout, begging his viewers with his big brown eyes.

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ��ᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴡʜɪɴʏ ᴏᴍɢ

➵ ʜɪᴍʙᴏ4ʏᴏᴜ: ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴅʀᴏᴏʟɪɴɢ. ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ

You brought one hand to your keyboard, pressing the rounded side of the large vibrator directly into your clit with the other, making you shudder and jolt, your fingers rapidly pressing into the keys. You’ve been in this exact position so many times before, you knew you couldn’t possibly cum until you saw Yunho fall apart in front of your straining eyes.

➵ ᴜʀꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇᴋɪᴛᴛʏ: ᴅᴏ ᴜ ᴡɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋ3 ᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ʀɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ɴ0ᴡ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙᴏʏ?

Yunho giggled softly at your typos, running a hand through his sweaty hair, causing it to fall back down onto his forehead, spreading his thighs just a little wider. “Yes, fuck, I’m going to cum all over myself for you, baby.” He pressed his fingers into his aching balls, feeling how sensitive they were, before he slowly slid the cock ring up and off of his leaking cock. “I’ve been edging myself for so longgg, god, it's gonna feel so good.”

➵ ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏʟᴜᴠʀ: ɢᴜʏꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴏᴄᴋ'ꜱ ꜱᴏ ʀᴇᴅ ʀɴ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴜᴍꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱ

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ꜰʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ʟᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ,, ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄᴜᴍ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴇɪʟɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟᴍᴀɴ ᴄʀʏʙᴀʙʏ

Yunho arched his back off of the chair, holding the vibrator near the base of his cock, the vibrations sending endless waves of arousal through his jolting body, the silver chain links hanging from his collar rattling against his drool-stained chest, soft, staccato moans echoing from his drooling mouth, on the edge of ecstasy, but not quite getting there. “Fuck, m’ so close, so close, so close…”

About to catapult into ecstasy yourself, you found it in you to help Yunho reach his much-needed orgasm, rapidly clicking a few options on the webpage. It was the least you could do after watching him edge himself in various ways for your own entertainment.

Yunho heard a familiar jingling tone emanate from his computer’s speakers, preventing his eyes from fully rolling back into his skull, instead bringing his attention to his bright monitor, his cock beginning to pulse, a few more beads of pre-cum spilling down the shiny, bright red tip.

➵ ᴜʀꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇᴋɪᴛᴛʏ ʜᴀꜱ ꜱᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ¹⁰⁰⁰ ᴄᴏɪɴꜱ

➵ ᴜʀꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇᴋɪᴛᴛʏ: ᴘʟꜱ ᴄᴜᴍ 4 ᴍ3 ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏ

Yunho received a hefty dono from his favorite viewer, got a cute request from them, and got called puppy all at the same time? It was simply too much for a baby boy like him to handle, especially after being teased and edged by his dear audience for so long. “Cumminggg, oh my god, m’ cumming so hard,” Yunho moaned out, dropping the vibrator from his cock, just letting it hang at his side, his thighs jolting each time his veiny cock twitched up into his heaving abdomen. “F-uuuck…” Long spurts of milky liquid splattered onto his straining abs, some shooting across one of his pierced nipples, some of it even gracing his pretty, glistening parted lips. Yunho didn’t even realize he managed to cum inside his own mouth until he tasted the bitterness on his tongue when he swallowed his drool down. “Holy fuck, you guys, I just swallowed my own cum…I should’ve just aimed for my mouth the whole time…Mm, remind me next stream.”

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ɪ’ᴍ ɪɴꜱᴀɴᴇ

➵ ꜰᴀɴʙᴏʏ4ᴛᴇᴇᴢ: ᴄᴀʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ᴘɪᴄᴀꜱꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴜᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴋᴋᴋᴋ

The visual and physical stimulation you were providing yourself proved to be almost lethal, dropping your now silent vibrator onto the carpet below, hunched over in your chair, resting the side of your sweaty cheek on your cat paw mouse pad, your twitching, tingling fingers gently pressing into your keyboard. “He looks so pretty…” you whispered to yourself, hearts forming inside your glistening eyes.

➵ ᴜʀꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇᴋɪᴛᴛʏ: ʟᴜᴠ ᴡᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴜ ᴄᴠᴍ ʏᴜɴɴɪ3 ,, ᴜʀ ꜱ0 ᴄᴜᴛᴇᴇᴇᴇ

Yunho slid his long, slender fingers through the puddles of cum splayed across his chest, bringing them up to his lips, sucking it off of them, his hooded eyes accompanying his curled lips, looking like a mischievous puppy. “If you love seeing me cum so much, Kitty, then you should see it in real life, doncha’ think?”

“Huh?” you reacted, suddenly sitting up straight, your eyes and mouth wide open, wondering if you had nutted so hard, you were having auditory hallucinations.

While licking the remaining saltiness from his lips, Yunho’s smirk grew wider. “You heard me. Since you’re my biggest supporter, I thought I’d fly you out to join me in a stream. Whaddaya think?” He just sat there, looking smug as hell, confident in himself and his decisions, his heart pounding away inside his chest.

As you sat there in disbelief, factory resetting in silence, Yunho turned his attention to the rapidly moving live chat, giggling a bit. “That's a pretty hot idea, huh, guys? Wanna watch us fuck each other stupid?”

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ɪᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴜꜱᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ

➵ ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏʙᴏʏꜱʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅᴍʏʟɪꜰᴇ: ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ʙᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛᴛ

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ᴋɪᴛᴛʏ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴘᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜɢ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ

The rest of the chat had an overwhelmingly positive response, further egging on Yunho’s insane idea and your urge to pack up your bags right then and there. You still weren’t sure if you had fallen into a coma or if this was your reality, but regardless, you hit enter on your poor keyboard.

➵ ᴜʀꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇᴋɪᴛᴛʏ: ᴜ ʙᴛʀ ɢᴇᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏ

➵ ᴜʀꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇᴋɪᴛᴛʏ: ɪᴍ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ 4 ᴜ ♡

You landed a critical hit on Yunho’s heart when your highlighted comments popped up on his screen, causing him to cover his face and spin around in his chair, tiny giggles escaping his throat. He peeked at his webcam through his fingers, whining, “Hurry up, Kitty, I'm waiting!”

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Taking a flight over to him wasn’t too difficult, but what was incredibly difficult was standing with your luggage outside of Yunho’s apartment in an outfit you took hours deliberating over, left to your own devices, which meant that your brain would go over all the reasons why he would send you home as soon as he opened the door.

Before you could get even more sweaty just from standing there, the door swung open. Yunho’s face suddenly froze, his eyes growing wide, resembling marbles and beginning to sparkle. He just stood there staring at you, taking in all of you, wanting to etch it into his memory.

“H-hi, Yunnie, I’m Kitty, well, Y/N, heh,” you squeaked out, dropping your bag on the ground to give him a shy wave, your lips quirking up into a nervous smile. “Y-you look even cuter in person.”

“You’re the cute one here, silly.” Yunho giggled softly, immediately stepping past his doorframe to pull you into a hug, burying you in his oversized dual-colored sweater. “I’m so happy I can finally meet you, Y/N,” he whispered near your ear, rubbing your lower back with his large hand. “We’re gonna have so much fun together…”

Once he pulled away, you almost melted into the floor, your knees feeling a bit weak, still able to give him a big, goofy smile. “So much fun,” you echoed, your flushed face matching Yunho’s bright red ears.

࿏࿏࿏

After spending a bit more time together just hanging out around Yunho’s apartment and taking time to talk about whatever, including a discussion about your sexual experiences and limits, your walls seemed to drop all together, realizing he was just as chill, and just as perverted, in real life as he was during his streams. Your heart still raced over the smallest things, but that was for a different reason. Your body was practically vibrating as well, but that also had a different cause, a far more explainable one.

“So,” Yunho began, gently running his thumbs over your knuckles, licking at the piercing on the side of his bottom lip. “Should we go live now?” He squeezed your hand slightly, leaning in to drown you with his intense gaze. “Are you in the mood to play, baby?”

You couldn’t possibly tell him that you were essentially the human embodiment of Niagara Falls, having to squeeze your thighs together as much as you could to keep your arousal from dripping down your inner thighs past your short skirt. “I really wanna play with you, Yunnie,” you replied, gently placing your hand on his knee, your fingers moving past his ripped jeans to make contact with his warm skin.

“Then, let’s play, Kitty.” Blushing and returning your sweet smile, Yunho reached up to caress your cheek lovingly, before standing up to turn his webcam on and start up a new stream.

Yunho sat down in his spacious chair, making sure his pretty guest of honor stood in front of him for the time being as his faithful viewers showed up in the chat in large waves, eventually holding his hands out near you like he was presenting a prize. “Here she is, everyone!” He gave the webcam a playful smile past your shoulder, coaxing you to sit comfortably inside his large lap, his hand going up to pet your head, which you nuzzled into, the small bell collar he put on you earlier jingling a bit. “My Kitty finally arrived for playtime.”

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ᴛᴡᴏ ʜᴏᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ??? ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ???

➵ ᴘᴜᴘᴘʏɢʀʟ: ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ꜰɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ ɪ’ᴍ ꜱᴜɪɴɢ

“Now, c’mon Kitty, show everyone how excited you are to be here,” Yunho purred near your ear, reaching around you to grab your thighs, gently pulling them open as you spread them fully out yourself.

With your thighs trembling, you revealed the bright pink vibrator you’ve had lodged inside you for the past hour, your cunt already so slicked up with arousal that the toy threatened to slip out of you if you didn’t keep clenching around it. “So full…”

“Do you see, everyone? See how good I treat my guests?” Yunho asked his audience, making a downwards V over the top of your cunt, rubbing his fingers along your folds, making sure to stimulate your clit at the same time. “I watched her shove this toy up her cute little pussy earlier…She’s been walking around my apartment with it inside ever since like a good little slut.”

➵ ᴅᴏɴᴛʟᴏᴏᴋᴀᴛᴍᴇ: ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ɪᴛ ɪ’ᴍ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪɢʜᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴡᴋ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴍᴍᴍ

Moaning at the feeling of Yunho pulling the toy out and slipping it back inside your hole, you leaned your head back into his chest, his stiff cock pressing into your ass, your hands moving back to play with his hair. “Wanna touch you too, puppy…”

“I know you do, Kitty. You’ll get to put your hands all over me in a second, I promise.” Yunho nuzzled your cheek, giving it a gentle lick that made you shiver, pulling the toy out agonizingly slow, inch by inch, drawing a long moan from your lips. He slipped both of his arms around you, bringing his hands down to spread you open with his thumbs, your clenching cunt on display for every single one of his viewers to drool over. “Look at this pretty kitty’s hole, everyone. So pink, so wet, so ready to use, huh?”

His follower and viewer count hit a sudden spike, making the both of you giggle to each other. Yunho then lifted one of your thighs up onto the chair, spreading his own thighs open a bit just in time for a golden retriever tail to become visible fo his viewers, his ass comfortably filled with one of his favorite plugs. “Kitty watched me put this in after she filled herself up. It slipped in so easily too, and my sweetheart got so wet, but I told her she couldn’t cum until you guys got to see. Aren’t I the best, guys?” His chat sped up a little faster, the majority of people talking in all caps, making Yunho chuckle.

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ɢᴜʏꜱ ɪ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴅᴏ

➵ ᴅᴏɢʙᴏʏ: ʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴇᴅɢɪɴɢ ᴜꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ

When you whimpered and nudged him for his attention, Yunho nodded knowingly with his cheek against yours, nuzzling it. “Oh, I know, baby. You’ve been so good letting that toy fill you up for so long, but you need more. Is that right? You need puppy’s cock in your breeding hole, don’t you?” he teased you in a low, pouty voice, rubbing your wetness around your clit with one hand, using his other hand to push the vibrator in and out of your clenching cunt, going faster and faster until you began to cry out.

“Yes, puppy, please, I can’t take it…!” you voiced desperately, jolting against Yunho’s body, about to scream when he pressed the rounded end of the vibrator to turn it up even higher, your thighs beginning to shake. “Oh my god, i’m gonna…”

“Cum for me, Kitty, cum for everyone….” Yunho squeezed your clit roughly, simultaneously jamming the vibrator into you at such a velocity that you screamed, your arousal starting to pour out of you, the clear liquid getting onto Yunho’s thighs and the chair below. Yunho groaned at the sight, using his hand to rub your juices around just to hear how wet it was, moaning, “Oh, fuckkkk, look at that, Kitty’s making such a mess for us.” He brought his dripping fingers to his drooling mouth, eagerly sucking your cum off of them. “Did that feel good, kitten?”

“So good…” Feeling Yunho’s rock-hard cock throbbing against your lower back, you squirmed around against him, turning your head to look at him, still panting softly from your ear ringing orgasm. “Wanna make you feel good too, pup, with my breeding hole…”

“Oh, yeah?” Yunho nosed your neck, licking a stripe up your neck past your collar to make you shiver, looking you straight in the eye afterward. “Wanna squeeze around me, baby? Feel how big I am inside your tiny little cunt?”

You reached up to caress his hair, gently tugging on it, your eyes full of desperation for your favorite streamer. “Please. Want you to stuff me with your cock. Wanna make you cum from how tight I am for you.”

Yunho unknowingly began to rut against you, leaving streaks of pre-cum on the small of your back. “That’s my slutty little kitty…so eager to be filled by her puppy…” He reached back around you to spread your hole open once again for the camera, looking at his webcam with hazy, hooded eyes. “What do you think, chat? Should I fuck this kitty full of my pups?”

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡᴡᴡᴡᴡᴡ

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ɢᴇᴛ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅɪᴄᴋ ᴇxᴘʟᴏᴅᴇꜱ

Unable to take Yunho’s teasing anymore, you quickly stood up, wobbling slightly, before you sat back in his lap, this time facing him, the both of you struggling with his joggers to pull his cock out, already grinding yourself along it when it was finally free, the slippery ridge of his silicone cock ring supplying you extra pleasure. “Need you, Yunnie,” you whimpered, pulling at his collar to bring his parted lips onto yours, your tongues joining in the middle.

Yunho moaned into your mouth, swiveling the chair to the side so that his viewers could still get a good look at your shared desperation, his cock starting to throb steadily against your slick cunt when you began to suck on his tongue — though the whining and whimpering noises Yunho was known for didn’t start until you began to rub and flick at his pierced, hardened nipples from underneath his sweater, his hands diving underneath your own sweater to grope and pull at your tits, eventually moving to your ass to squeeze it, your hips lifting up slightly so that he could tease your entrance with his leaking cockhead.

You moved your hips back slightly so that you could reach down, grabbing at the base of his tail and moving it around experimentally until Yunho began to gasp for air, figuring you were rubbing against his prostate. “Does that feel good, puppy? Am I hitting the right spot?”

“S-so good, makes me wanna fuck you, kittennn, wanna fuck you dumb on my cock. Can I, please?” Yunho suddenly begged you, fucking himself back on the plug that you continued to maneuver around inside him, not hesitating to give you the most adorable, lust-drunk pouty face you’ve ever witnessed in your life.

“Yes, puppy, please, please, please fuck me,” you answered just as desperately, ruffling his soft, slightly damp hair, letting go of his tail to wrap your arms around his neck.

Yunho quickly swiveled the chair back to its original position so that your ass and throbbing cunt was on full display from behind, using two fingers to spread your open for him, slowly guiding his thick cock inside you inch by inch, until he completely bottomed out, resulting in a blissful sigh from the both of you. “Look at you, kitten, so fucking full of my cock. I’m gonna fuck your brains out,” he groaned, his large hands encasing your hips, immediately jack hammering himself into you like he was using a fleshlight, your joined bodies creating a lewd symphony of slick sounds.

Yunho rammed himself into you so roughly, you couldn’t do anything else except take it, bouncing on his monstrous cock over and over again, the tip of it repeatedly forming a bulge inside your stomach that only Yunho could see, throbbing inside you from the sight of it. “So good, it’s so good, Yunnie, love your cock…!”

“Love your wet cunt, Kitty, love how tiny you are, like you’re gonna break just from getting pounded into by my puppy cock,” he moaned back, gripping your ass so hard, your flesh squished through his strong fingers, still driving you down onto his cock like you were made for him, for his pleasure. “Makes me wanna stuff you full of my litter….”

“A-aaah, but puppy likes being edged with his cock ring, doesn’t he? It feels so much better like this, yeah?” you huffed out, reaching behind you to squeeze one of his intensely swollen balls, receiving a high-pitched, pleasured moan from your playmate.

“Feels so fucking good, Kitty,” Yunho agreed, mindlessly kicking the speed of his thrust game into hyper-drive, mindlessly fucking himself into you so roughly, so sloppily, his cock almost slipped out a few times, requiring him to hold you down by your hips. “Your pussy’s clenching so hard around me, baby, it’s so tight for me…Feels like you’re gonna cum…”

“Yeah, gonna cum, puppy, feels too–aaah-good…!”

Yunho locked his arms around your waist, his hips never faltering, his veiny length rubbing along your inner walls in just the right way, making you cry out. He pressed his lips onto your ear, slipping his hand in between your sweaty bodies to rapidly rub your stiff clit, purring, “Good girl, cum for me, kitten. That’s right, baby, squirt on my cock…”

When you came, you came hard, your arousal leaking out around his slippery cock, your body jolting as each wave of pleasure coursed through you, resting your head on his shoulder, his sweater slipping down it. Once you recovered, Yunho pressed his lips against yours, whispering words of praise, among other things that his audience couldn't hear until you slowly lifted yourself off of him.

“I think it’s time to make our good puppy cum, don’t you think, guys?” you asked his webcam, walking around Yunho’s chair to stand behind it, running your hands down his body, reaching for his twitching cock, slipping your closed fist up and down it until you made Yunho whimper pathetically, tears forming inside his eyes, causing the already rapidly moving chat to go completely ape-shit.

➵ ᴡʏɴɢ: ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴅɢᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴄʀʏ

➵ ꜱɴ: ɴᴏᴏᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʀ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴄᴜᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇꜱ ɪᴛ :(

You continued to pump his reddened, leaking cock, replicating his incredibly needy facial expression, pouty lips and all, murmuring, “Awww, poor puppy wants to cum so bad, huh?”

Yunho bucked his hips up into your hand, trying to fuck himself into your closed fist, his abs and muscles straining from his desperation, his ass clenching around his favorite plug, more drool beginning to leave his lips and dribble down his neck to his dog collar. “Please, let puppy cum, wanna cum inside my mouth like a dirty boy,” he babbled out, tears overtaking his vision once the pain of edging himself for so long began to overtake the pleasure on his almost orgasm.

“Mm, then be good and cum, puppy,” you replied sweetly, suddenly slipping the pre-cum drenched cock ring off of Yunho and bringing it up to his mouth, watching him lap up the clear liquid off of it without you even having to ask. “Such a naughty boy, so good for us, aren’t you?”

“So good, Kitty, m’ so good,” Yunho echoed, running his hands up and down your forearms for his own comfort, practically panting like an actual dog would, his bangs plastered to his forehead with sweat. “Gonna cum so hard…”

“Cum so hard for us, Yunnie, come on, that’s it….” Leaning yourself over his shoulder, you used both hands to milk his long, heavy cock, driving loud, whiny moans out of him, along with spurt after spurt of milky cum, watching the way he caught the stream of it on his lolled-out tongue. Yunho tilted his head back, looking up at you with teary, glazed-over eyes, making a small noise, clearly wanting to share himself with you.

Without hesitation, you pulled him by the collar, pressing your mouth onto his, his tongue slipping inside it almost instantly, lazily swapping his hot cum and saliva with you, the both of you swallowing the combination down with ease afterwards, your hands caressing one another’s sweaty faces. After a shared gaze of affection, Yunho pressed a kiss onto your nose, making you blush harder than you had the whole night.

When the post-nut clarity hit him, Yunho sat up a bit in his chair, giving his webcam a variety of hearts using his hands. “Thank you all for tuning in for this special stream, everyone! Love you!”

➵ ᴀɴᴏɴ: ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴀᴡ ɢᴏᴅ

➵ ᴘᴜᴘ: ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴀᴘɪꜱᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ

➵ ᴡʏ: ʙᴇᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴇᴀᴛ ꜱᴏ ʜᴀʀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜᴛᴄʜᴇʀ

➵ ꜱɴ: ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʏᴜɴʜᴏ ♡

As soon as Yunho turned his webcam off, he brought you into a tight, comforting hug, nuzzling the side of your head with his own. “You did so good, Y/N…That was amazing, this is amazing…”

You hugged him back just as tight, your heart fluttering, wondering if it was all just physical between the two of you or if there was something else blossoming behind the lens of the webcam. “I think so too, Yunnie…I just…” You began to pull back, causing Yunho’s happy expression to drop a bit.

“What’s wrong, Y/N? You didn’t have fun?” he murmured, his bottom lip jutting out slightly.

“No, it’s not that! I had tons of fun, Yunnie, the most fun I’ve had in a long time…” you reassured him, ruffling his damp dyed hair as gently as possible, smiling at him with your eyes. “I just don’t want to overstay my welcome, you know? So I should probably–”

“No, no, noooo,” Yunho repeated whinily, pulling you back into his arms, nuzzling your neck this time, enveloping you in his comforting scent and warmth. He eventually pulled back, just enough to rest his forehead onto yours, gazing at you, as if he was letting you take a peek at his beating heart through his eyes. “Stay…?”

You swallowed harshly to keep your heart from bubbling up into your throat, warmth searing into your cheeks, murmuring, “Are you sure?”

Yunho bit at his bottom lip, lowering his head slightly so you didn’t have to see just how red he had become, though his bright red ears betrayed him. He eventually looked back into your eyes, swallowing down his nerves. “Y/N, what if…what if told you I was your number one fan too? What would you say then?”

With your heart hammering away inside your chest, you pulled yourself together just enough to softly press your lips against his. You smiled up at him afterwards, caressing his cheek, your eyes twinkling with adoration for your favorite puppy boy. “Does that answer your question? Or do you need another?”

Yunho pouted cutely, just about ready to melt inside your arms. “Another.”

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» PAIRING: tbz kim sunwoo x gn!reader (proofread a couple of times but pls tell me if i missed something!) » TROPE/AU: friends to ??, friends to strangers, friends to 'just classmates', miscommunication (?) trope, i'm sorry i have no idea how to explain this tbh..., high school au!, non-idol au! » GENRE: angsty hurt but fluffy comfort, 'friendship' breakup (with the intention of coming back together when time is right!), they both say "i love you" to each other and it's meant to be platonic but it can be interpreted romantically, if you do interpret it romantically then mutual pining that is somewhat figured out in the end???, sunwoo is also very comforting, loving, patient and understanding to reader's own worries and trusts reader in their personal journey as they figures out their own hardships in life » WORD COUNT: 3576 » ESTIMATED READING TIME: 13 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): hardships with past relationships with others, anxiety and fear regarding making bonds with other people, running away as a mechanism to escape reality

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 part of 'especially to you...'

how blessed i am to have you beside me when real life doesn't work out. how blessed i am to be able to go on the main chat and just be myself. how blessed i am to be able to call you my friends. how blessed i am to be accepted by people over the internet, who ended up supporting me in one of the hardest times of my life.

i love you all. i'm sorry that i'm unable to include everyone but i hope you know that in friendship groups, everyone has an effect on one another. even if person a isn't close to person c, person b may be the reason why you're still in the same group together. we all influence each other and i love you all so much.

i'm so sorry for everything.

"So what? That's it?"

The solemn tone in his voice makes the hues of orange and pink in the sky behind him take away the beauty of the scene you both love. It seemed that even the birds that would usually sing beautifully at this time stopped as soon as you opened the door of your house, knowing well who used his entire fist to bang on your door.

Sunwoo's bangs stuck to his forehead well, showing the physical exertion that his body took to get to your house. His school blouse is half untucked and you realise that maybe he rushed out of gym class in the last period because of his mismatched buttons and how his tie wasn't around his collar properly. His eyes flared with a hint of sadness though the confusion and anger masked most of the emotion behind. Your eyes diverted down to his untied shoelace. Usually, you would scold him and he would give that annoying smile to you, shrugging his shoulders and being completely relaxed whilst answering you with a "You're going to do it for me anyways." Judging by his slumped-over school bag, you guessed that he probably threw it to your 'welcome' carpet as soon as he arrived—even though he knew that he probably wasn't considering that you've been avoiding his entire presence for a whole month.

But even when Sunwoo looks at you with that heartbroken gaze straight to your tired, cold eyes, you don't utter any words to him. The slight bounce of your head made him turn his head away, clenched fists beside his body. You also found your arms crossing around your waist, palms hooked around your figure and your fingers wrapped around your body to ground the tears that you knew would flow if you didn't keep telling yourself to 'keep it together'.

"Don't you think I deserve some kind of explanation?"

Just from a glance at him, you note the tiredness on his face even with his furrowed eyebrows. Not once did he raise his voice at you even though you can see how he's holding back with how tense his jaw is.

"God, Sunwoo." You exclaim to him with a sarcastic laugh after, "I get that we literally became the best of friends as soon as we met two months ago but shit happens and you can't expect an explanation for everything that happens."

"Of course not!" Sunwoo's voice rises though it doesn't seem to shock you. "Shit happens, I know! But at the same time, I never thought our friendship was so weak and insignificant that you could ignore me for more than a month. I know you read my messages! The app can't show me that but I know!"

"Ok fine, I did!" You spill the truth that you've been holding back. "What are you going to do about it? They’re my messages, not yours!"

Sunwoo didn't know how to counter that. Maybe there wasn't a way to counter the statement because it's true. But you both knew that the unresponded messages were only the tip of the iceberg of why Sunwoo finally decided to confront you for your isolation from him.

"What happened?" Fragile and weak, shoulder dropping closer to the ground, "Talk to me. I'm here for you."

And he breaks.

The tears that he only released in his bedroom were finally showing itself. He didn't think that it would be infront of you first. He thought that maybe his other friends would see it first but that one tear that escaped was the start of his waterfall.

"You wouldn't understand." You slightly scowl at the innocent boy, forcing the words between your teeth, "I mean that wholeheartedly and not from some cliche teen romance movie shit."

The venomous response he gets to his genuine question only makes Sunwoo frown further and he verbally starts to express the tears from his eyes. Seeing him cry and swallow down his whimpers struck a chord in your own confusing heart as well.

The truth is that you're scared.

You're scared as hell.

You're scared of the fact that even though you met Sunwoo two months ago, you grew so fast to him.

There were days that sometimes he would understand you more than your best friend of five years.

Do you know how scary that is?

To connect with someone so fast that sometimes all you want to do after a long day is to text them about all the minuscule things to the bigger things that would make your jaw drop.

To open that messaging app, spam him with short sentences, and feel the guilt of passing the dot beside the other messages that your other friends sent first, to just open your conversation with him first?

The confusion that you finally felt at home with someone so quickly and that you felt that when you never expected it to happen? All you ever wanted from your relationship with others was to be included.

Kim Sunwoo did just that in a span of a month compared to five years.

You would spend nights figuring out how it happened but no matter how much you thought of it, you couldn't find that one specific message and timestamp both in your phone or memories of how you would wake up and just hope for a chaotic message from him.

One mutual turned to two, which turned to three and the euphoric feeling increased exponentially. However, so did the fear escalated further when you got included in the group chat with the friends that he had before you both met.

You have always been amazed at their friendship. Despite the small age difference here and there between each person, despite using honorifics to still respect that age gap, it never stopped the radiant chaoticness that they brought everywhere they went, in everything they did. Their personalities that are so different but work together so well to the point that it makes you believe that opposites do attract.

Their differing body clocks that would mean that the group chat never dies no matter where the clock hands land. Being able to connect with them, making genuine bonds through all the bullying (that is full of love), heart-to-heart or supportive conversations, relatable life struggles relating to schoolwork and living, fangirling about their achievements in life, asking for help with things that you’re confused about, the fun flirtings that would leave the others speechless—you realise that this is all you've ever wanted and the fact that you received it when you were at your lowest guard, scared every single part of you.

The very first few moments when you came, you were jealous of their bond, wondering how they became so close even through their differences. Then, as time passed and you inserted yourself in the conversations, it felt like you were flying across a cloudless sky, feeling reassured that your wings wouldn't get wet from the rain. After, you became scared of your presence with them, scared of ultimately breaking them apart.

But, do you know the irony of it all?

You were the one who decided to ignore not only Sunwoo but every single kind-hearted person there. No one pushed that on you. But whenever they would post their photos on the group chat for distribution, reminisce their memories together, or when you would hear one of them talk about it with people outside the group chat, you find yourself jealous and hurt that you weren't part of it all.

Does anyone understand the confusion, guilt, self-hate and pain that it all brings?

"How do you know if I would understand or not if all you've done is left me on read in an app that can't even tell me that?"

Your breath hitches and your voice box only lets out a small gasp. Everything Sunwoo is saying is correct because everything is due to your insecurities and fear that everything will just fall apart. You truly believe in the fact that nothing lasts forever. That belief alone is the reason why you have trouble making friends.

Because for you, why would you put yourself in so much happiness that your cheeks would hurt from the laughter and smiles when you know that everything would end anyway?

But at the same time, your heart is trying to pull you in the opposite direction. Because in a similar logic, if you know that nothing lasts forever, why can't you just accept that fact and cherish him, the memories and the times that you could potentially spend together?

"Sunwoo," right now, you allowed the facts to speak out for you, refusing to follow what you truly wanted, "you have been blessed with the most lovely, encouraging and supportive group of friends. You and me," your index finger points to your chest after pointing at his, "we have experienced totally different friendships."

Sunwoo is beyond confused. Of course, he would be. You've never even given him a chance to understand your experiences. What you did was isolate yourself from him and the group chat that has given you hope that maybe, just maybe, this is your group of people. Your heart broke beyond what you could even comprehend when some of them personally sent a message to you, asking your whereabouts and hoping that you were doing well. On lonely nights as you monitor the cheerful group chat, all you can do is intertwine your hands together around your phone, the tips of your fingers turning white due to the pressure as you hold yourself back from including yourself in the fun conversation.

"Sorry but maybe I'm just not ready."

Sunwoo watches your blank stare, your eyes that used to be so full of glimmer and happiness are now void. He took in the fact that you were probably half-conscious at the current moment as you just stared at whatever was just above his shoulder in the distance but he didn't need to turn around to know that you were not focusing on anything in particular.

He wipes the tears that clouded his view of you before carefully asking, "For what?"

Your shoulders rise but they hold their position for a second longer before falling back down, "For whatever this friendship is."

Your eyes catch the way his eyebrows crash together as well as the audible nervous gulp and shaky lips, "Is our friendship just 'whatever' to you now?" The volume decreases with each word in the question.

The heaviness in your heart that you carried the past month started to take its toll on your head and you closed your eyes to focus on the chilling wind hitting your face. Sunwoo watches quietly, still waiting patiently for you to ground yourself back to the present. The boy watches your arms untangle from your chest, dropping back to the side of your body and he finds himself wishing that if he stepped forward and opened his arms, you would reciprocate the same loving action back.

But he knew you wouldn't. Not now when you flutter your eyes open so delicately with an emotion that he has never seen from you.

"I'll always love you, Sunwoo.”

These are the words that manage to both break and put the pieces of his heart back together. There is no way he could admit it to you now, especially with how things are going but deep down in the lonely past month that he spent, it’s the exact words that he has been waiting and wanting to say to you as he wishes that he could hear it back from you. Now that he has heard it straight from you, not through written text or a voice message, but face to face, his world starts to rebuild itself slowly.

You both only focused on each other’s faces like it would be the last time you both would ever be able to do so. You straighten your back, no longer slumping and cowering away in fear now that you’ve said the words that have always been on your mind. With your slightly newfound confidence and a somewhat lighter heart, Sunwoo sees a bit of colour start to paint your once-pale skin. Your slightly pink cheeks that are in the same beautiful shade as your lips. Your eyelashes that flutter silently in the cold weather around you—and he finds himself wanting to bring your body in a hug to bring some warmth for you both—and finally, your eyes that held all the stories, ones spoken and unspoken, the same ones that he would eventually find himself thanking the teacher for assigning your seat next to his.

In the silence that held many meanings for you both, you observe your best friend as well. Your neck tilts slightly to accommodate the height difference, watching how some of his bangs are now free from his sweat and are now in a mess due to the wind, his big round eyes that would disappear mischievously whenever he would tease you about something, only to soon have his bright, wide smile mirrored back to your face. You realise now more than ever that you may never see that cute gummy smile of his anytime soon.

But you needed to be true to yourself. You needed to figure out your feelings first before you could commit to another friendship that could tear you apart once again.

You needed to learn to love yourself again before you could go and introduce yourself to others.

Through your friendship with Sunwoo, though short and sweet but still special, you promise that after this, you will never put someone else in this kind of feeling ever again. Things would change from now on and there’s very little that you can do regarding your friendship with Sunwoo now, especially when you were the one who made the mess.

Maybe now after this revelation, he wouldn’t want to be near you anymore or maybe he will wait for you. Maybe he won’t tap on your shoulder anymore during class when you’re dazing off into the gloomy sky and just let you get in trouble with your teacher who will have called your name multiple times. Maybe as he passes by the hallway, his arms around his friends, he won’t even spare you a glance, reserving his smile for just them instead.

But again, there’s nothing you can do now. The words have been said and actions regarding the words have already been carried out.

Did you regret it?

The shortest and fastest answer: Yes.

Maybe you could’ve just come clean and told him how you feel. Sunwoo would then do that thing where you both would walk to the nearby park by the school and listen to your rants patiently, straightening and bending his legs as he sits on the swing to give him a bit of momentum, nodding thoughtfully to your worries. Then after, he would stretch his arm from behind the chains and pat your slumped back rhythmically. Just like every single time after that, you would both go for a bubble tea run before Sunwoo would panic text you about an assignment or homework that he forgot to complete and you would panic with him, helping him through the all-nighter that you both have gotten concerningly used to.

…gosh, why didn’t you just do that?

If this friendship was going to end anyway, why didn’t you take the easier, non-confusing, less painful way for the both of you? Why did you have to drag others through so much heartbreak just because of your cowardice? Why did you have to be so unthoughtful and unfair to everything and everyone that you genuinely love? You don't care if you have to get hurt as long as they're fine.

Please…just not them.

You are so unfair, unkind and selfish. He was the one pulling the weight of the friendship and you led him on blindly with that fake smile of yours, pretending that everything was fine. The audacity of you to even wish during the times when you cried alone underneath the blanket that he would forgive you.

You wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t—that thought also extended to your other ten dear friends too.

A few more minutes pass and you are the one who breaks the prolonged eye contact after putting the features of his face into your memory. Sunwoo could only let out a solemn smile, his feet planted still on the ground even though his legs shook a little bit and he clasped his hands together infront of him, looking down at the grey pavement of your entrance for the first time since he arrived.

“Okay.”

The words seemed more permanent than both of you liked but it was the only response that Sunwoo could give to you at the moment. He missed the way you dropped your head to face the ground. Your body moves to lean over to one side of the doorframe, both your hands reaching over to clench the white metal to keep your posture and emotions somewhat stable.

The bag that was in your field of vision gets dragged away from your figure and you know from the shadow that Sunwoo is dusting off the dirt, ready to walk away for the day—from the friendship that you ruined. The sun behind him has almost fully hidden itself behind the taller buildings that you would have always thanked whenever you were in your room, wanting to get away from its scorching heat and intense light but now, you wished it would stay around longer…just a little bit longer.

But maybe, Sunwoo is your sun and he hears your internal pleading because he steps forward, his everyday school sneakers coming into your view.

“Whenever you’re ready, alright?”

Maybe it was your growing heartache and headache but the way he mutters it, just a volume above the singing crickets as the birds retreat their song for the day, seemed genuine. Most importantly though, it didn’t seem permanent at all. It’s almost as if Sunwoo is telling you indirectly that he will always wait for you. To tell you to figure out your internal fight first but that he’ll always give you a helping hand and that boba treat if you ever call him for help. To tell you that he will always get you in trouble during class and stick his tongue out if he’s successful. To tell you to stop ignoring him in school now that he is getting some sort of closure from you.

Thankful for the memories and comfort, your head rises from the depths of your darkness and Sunwoo shines brighter than the huge star behind him. For what you both know will be the last one in a while, Sunwoo purposely lets out a loud sigh, one that is playful and is accommodated by the upturned corner of his lips before resting his open palm on the top of your head.

“I will always wait for you.”

To his words, the stars in your eyes fell and for once, you were glad that you finally showed your tears to him. You hoped that he would know just how much you are genuinely sorry for all of this. Giving him an actually convincing nod that he seemed to accept. You watch your best friend stuff his hands inside his pocket, turning away from your front door and walking his way back down the stairs to being just classmates—just for now.

No more words were exchanged after and everything seems to pass by excruciatingly slow. Neither of you had the courage and strength left in your being to call out for the other anymore. Sunwoo would go back to his friends and you would be left alone but that’s alright because you love them all. You would gladly kick yourself out of the picture if it meant that there would be no awkwardness or unsettling feeling in the group.

As soon as Sunwoo disappears from your sight, he takes all the happiness and warmth that he would offer to you unconditionally, but you also hope that he left all his worries and frustrations here at your front door. The clicking of the door when you close it is empty and the dragging steps that you take to the other end of the hallway to your room are still heavy. You had no more words for the devil in your head that laughed at you victoriously, the insecurities bouncing from the purple walls of your room as you sat at the edge of your bed.

But when your phone turns on with a notification that you didn’t expect, you know that the angel inside your head will be working their hardest to strengthen your mindset. There, visible from your lock screen is a new message from Sunwoo. Between your sniffles, you manage to let out a momentary chuckle at the new profile picture: Sunwoo behind you wrapping his arms around your neck, holding his phone out on selfie mode for the both of you to smile at—it’s the latest picture of you both. Your eyes then divert to the new message, one that would push you to keep going until you could face him once more and be back in his arms:

“I’ll always love you too.”

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joels-golf-club · 9 months

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Hiii!!! I have a request

Can you write something with heavy angst at the beginning like maybe a fight? And at the end super super fluffy!!! Any Pedro characters!! (Preferably whiskey or pena)

Complicated

A/n: Thanks for the request anon! I decided heavy angst meant HEAVY angst so here you go. It isn't exactly what you requested but this kinda popped into my head when I read your request and I really wanted to write it, I'm sorry. This is my first Javier Peña fic so pls have some grace <3!

Word Count: 3K

All my work is 18+, MDI!!!

Warnings: Swearing, typical Narcos violence, hurt/comfort, kidnapping, torture, real angsty, kinda fluff at the end jk I can't write fluff apparently, mentions of drinking and smoking, poorly translated Spanish (google translate 😃), no use of Y/n, attempted/talk of SA.

Your relationship with Javier Peña was complicated to say the least. You weren't officially together but there were two toothbrushes in his bathroom, there was a drawer full of your clothes in his dresser, and your coat was hanging by his front door.

He made breakfast for you most mornings and you'd kiss him goodbye when he left for work, but you weren't dating. You loved him but you've never said it to each other.

That was the worst part. You practically lived at his apartment and you feared for his life every single fucking day he went to work, but God forbid he put a damn label on whatever you were. So that's how the argument started.

"You don't need to risk your life every fucking day Javi! The world won't end if you just relax for one goddamn second!" Every single day Javi would come home black and blue. Today he came home with a fractured nose and bruises littering his body from a run in with one of Escobar sicarios.

"Why the fuck do you care? You're not my wife! You're not even my girlfriend! You're nothing to me!" The moment those words left his mouth he immediately backtracked. "Querida, I'm so sorry, I didn't me-"

But it was too late you were already walking to the door to grab your keys and pull on your shoes. "No, Javier. You're right. We aren't dating no reason I should give a damn about you. See you around." The door slammed behind you as you walked away and down the apartment complex to your car parked out front.

Your solution to the hurt radiating throughout you was to head to the nearest bar and get shit faced. Javier would've had your ass for going out and getting drunk alone in the crime capital of the world but who the hell was he to tell you what to do. Especially after what he said when you tried to show concern for him.

So here you were sitting alone at the bar, well past midnight, and probably three too many drinks deep. Getting home was the issue at hand now. Home. That should've been Javier's apartment filled with both of your belongings. The two of you should've been intertwined in bed right about now, connected in the most intimate way.

But instead you were drunk, alone, and extremely vulnerable. All because Javier fucking Peña couldn't find it in himself to commit to one person after over a year of almost dating.

As you made a move to walk out the bar and back towards the car you almost immediately stumbled just standing up, no way in hell were you driving across town to your apartment.

Walking wasn't an option either. There were already three men outside the bar looking at you in a way that was much more than just friendly.

There was only one person you could call no matter how much you wanted to avoid it.

He picked up on the third ring. "Hermosa? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean anything I said you know that right?" He immediately started spewing apologies the moment he answered the phone.

"Javier, I don't really care right now? I'm drunk, really drunk and there's these guys that aren't too far away from me and I can't drive."

"Where are you, Carino?" You gave him the address and you could hear him grab his keys and slam the door. "Stay where you are and stay on the phone ok? Do not hang up."

You nodded before remembering he couldn't see you. "Ok. " You kept an eye on the three men and couldn't help but notice they were closer than before, they had now crossed the road over to your side of the street. "Javi?"

"What is it? I'm 30 minutes away."

"Javi they're getting closer." You gasped when a flash of metal lit up in the dim streetlight. "Javi they have guns. What do I do? They have fucking guns Javi." You were panicking now and the men were only getting closer. Javier wouldn't be able to do shit in half an hour if the men decided to use their weapons.

"Lock your doors. Do not open the doors. Can you drive at all?"

You're gaze darted around and sent your head spinning. "No. Javi I can't drive! I'm so fucking stupid why would I get drunk right now? Javi what if they try to d-"

The sound of your voice over the phone was cut off by a scream and loud gunshots ringing through the line.

Javi gripped the wheel and pressed the pedal down to the floor while shouting your name. "Hey! What happened? Answer me please!" He called your name again before the line went dead. "Joder que hago? ¿Qué debo hacer? Fuck, what do I do? What do I do?"

With sweating palms and a racing pulse he called Murphy for backup.

After the men shattered your windows with bullets, they roughly yanked you out of your car, uncaring of any cuts or scrapes you got from all the broken glass, and shoved you through the doorway of the house across the street they had sat in front of earlier.

The entirety of the short walk there was spent with you fighting tooth and nail to get out of their grasp while the men felt you up through the tight dress you wore. Their dirty hands grabbed and pulled at every available inch of skin they could reach while you tried to kick and bite at their skin.

"Deja de pelear o te paso una bala por el cerebro! Stop fighting or I put a bullet through your brain!" The press of cold metal against your temple had you freezing where you stood before you were roughly shoved into a chair with the gun still pointed at your skull, keeping you still.

You tried to remember what Javi had told you to do if you were ever in one of these situations. "Do whatever they say, Hermosa. If they ask you what you know, you do not tell them anything. They will kill you the moment they don't need you anymore. Wait for the right moment if you can to fight." Right. Do what they say. Don't answer questions. You could do that.

The man with the gun came closer to you and caressed your face with the back of his hand causing you to jerk away as far as you could. The man's gaze narrowed and he backhanded you across the side of your face, sending you to the ground with your ears ringing. "Don't be a bitch. I'll have to teach you a lesson, then I'll let them have a turn with you, Hermosa." The pet name sent a fresh wave of sobs through your body at the memory of Javi calling you that only hours earlier and the man straddled your thrashing form then pulled out a knife from his jean pocket and cut away at what little remained of your torn dress and undergarments, leaving you entirely exposed to the three men while you fought beneath him.

"Stop! No, don't! Please stop!" You begged as tears flowed down your cheeks and you kicked uselessly a the man pinning you down.

"I told you to stop moving!" The man swung his fist down across your jaw, sending black dots flooding across your vision and make your ears ring once again. "Now hold still or this is gonna be so much worse for you." The man released his grip on your arms to reach for his belt, only for another man to send his boot into your ribs causing you to curl away and let out a wheezing cough.

Just as the man got his button and zipper undone and leaned over you once again you let out a scream and threw your throbbing head forward into the man's nose making a river a blood flow down his face. "You fucking bitch!" He sent his boot into your side again, making your curl up into a ball and gestured to his two men. "Tie her to the chair. Make sure she stays conscious, I want her to know what happened.

The man's words sent your eyes flying open and you immediately kicked and screamed at the hands that grabbed at your bruising arms. "No! Stop! Please, please I'm sorry! I'll do whatever you say, please!" Your screams and begging only brought a sadistic smile to the first man's face when we held up the knife he had earlier and brought the tip to your bare ribs.

He trailed the blade with just enough pressure to draw blood down to your exposed stomach and pressed the tip deeper into your skin and dragged the blade down, forcing a scream from your throat. He did this a few more times before he pulled the bloody knife away from your stomach and up to your cheeks to cut a deep line across both. He leaned forward to whisper in your ear while his hands roamed your bare body, "You look much prettier with that. Look at your pretty little stomach, Hermosa." He forced you to look down at where he had cut into your skin and your sobbed at the markings left there, AJS; the man had carved his fucking initials into your stomach.

Just as the man grabbed at your body again deafening gunshots rang out and the man's body slumped forward against your own while blood from his head and chest spilled across your skin. The two other men barely had enough time to raise their own weapons before more gunshots sounded and they slumped to the floor as well.

You looked down at the body in your bare lap and your tormentor's blank eyes stared back at you. You let out a scream and yanked at your bindings in an attempt to get away from the body, but you only managed to thrash enough to knock your chair backwards and fall to the side when you heard thundering footsteps rush into the room. You forced your eyes as closed as tight as they would go in an effort to ignore what you new was sitting right in front of you. Your body wouldn't stop shaking.

Suddenly hands were on your bare skin and you let out another piercing scream, unable to process the much more familiar grasp that pulled you upright and cut away the ropes on your wrists and ankles. "Shh, Hermosa, it's me. It's Javi." You were still shaking and sobbing when he pulled his jacket off to cover your exposed body and you still wouldn't open your eyes open from their sealed position. "Look at me, Hermosa, look at me."

You finally pealed your eyes open at his soft voice and saw the man kneeling in front of you. "Javi?"

He nodded and made sure your gaze stayed on him when he lifted you up out of the chair. "Yeah it's me, hermosa. You're okay now. you're safe."

At the sound of that name you flinched and new tears sprung to your eyes. "Please don't call me that anymore. H-he called me that."

Javi's jaw clenched and anger flared in his brown eyes but he nodded and continued walking you out of the house to where an ambulance sat outside the building. He set you down on the back of the open vehicle so the medics nearby could check you over but you gripped his hand as hard as you could the moment he let go of you.

"Please don't leave me alone, I can't be alone right now." Your hand shakes where it grips his and you can't help but stare at the cuts and bruises littering the skin there. It all seemed much more real now that you could see the marks on your skin. Your skin. The man had carved his fucking initials into your skin. You looked down and moved Javi's jacket away from your stomach to stare down at where your hip began. Blood covered the wound but you knew what was there. You lifted your hand to try and reveal the marks in a moment of morbid curiosity but-

"Querida, don't." Javi's voice pulled you from your thoughts. "I'll stay with you however long you need, but you can't touch it. Try not to look at it if that helps, alright? Estarás bien, te lo prometo. You'll be okay, I promise." You just nodded and Javi held your hands while the medic checked you over and cleaned and bandaged your wounds.

The medic informed you that you shouldn't be left alone for a few days and that you'd have to change your bandages twice a day, but you were cleared to go without having to go to the hospital.

"You'll be ok staying with me right, querida? You can't be alone and I don't want you out of my sights." You nodded silently to answer his question which only made him furrow his brows and concern took over his face, but he said nothing and just guided you over to his jeep.

The two of you drove in silence for about ten minutes before you spoke for the first time in well over an hour. "Javi?"

"Sí?"

You swallowed hard and stared down at your still shaking hands. Why won't they stop shaking? "I'm sorry for all this. If I didn't try to be so controlling with you earlier and if I didn't go and get drunk like a fucking idiot you wouldn't had to have dealt with me and-"

"Darling. Stop it. Stop thinking for one second that any of this is your fault. You aren't controlling, you care and I didn't know how to act because of it and that is no excuse for any of the absolute shit I said, by the way. And you aren't an idiot, you are the smartest person I know and you just did what anyone would do after a long day. The only people to blame are the hijos de puta that did this to you. So please, darling, for both our sakes don't blame yourself." He had just pulled up to your apartment when he stopped speaking and he parked before turning to face you.

Tears streamed down your face and the tight feeling in your chest was back from earlier and your fucking hands wouldn't stop shaking. "He marked me, Javi..." You whispered in between sobs as your shoulders shook. You looked up just to see Javi's face fall apart.

"He did what?" His voice came out a broken whisper full of pain for you.

"He marked me! He took a knife and carved his goddamn initials into my skin! He made sure it would scar so that I can't ever forget! What kind of sick fucking psycho does that shit?" Your sobs came faster and Javi hopped out of the car and ran to your door, pulling you into his arms.

"Baby, I'm so fucking sorry. I know that doesn't do shit, but you didn't deserve a single second of what you went through. You know that right?" You nodded and let him pull you out of the car as he ushered you upstairs to his apartment.

Once the door was closed and locked behind you two, you steeled yourself and forced away your tears before turning to face Javi again. You would not waste anymore tears on the fucker who did this to you, he didn't even deserve a thought. You wanted to set things right between you and Javi and if what happened today is what that takes, so be it."Javi. I love you, and I'm sick of your shit."

Shock filled the man's face across from you and he shook his head. This was the first time saying those words to him and the circumstance seemed less than ideal. "Querida what are you saying?"

"I love you so goddamn much and I know you love me and you just won't say it. I will not stick around if it's going to be more of the same as what it has been. You will either take me on a date when I'm over all this bullshit and make what we are official, or I'm getting my stuff and leaving." You stared Javi dead in the eyes and narrowed your gaze when his face split into a grin and he let out a short bark of laughter.

"There you are, baby."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Javi just grinned wider and shook his head before he wrapped you in his arms and pressed a kiss to your temple. You melted into his grasp but confusion still filled you.

"You've had this... this look on your face after everything like you're not quite here but you are now. That's great, baby. And just so we're clear, I will take you on a date the second you are feeling up to it. Then I will take you back here and you can officially move in after I spend hours making up for everything stupid thing I have done or said to you." His voice had taken on a slight seductive whisper at the end that sent a small shiver through you and you grinned as you wrapped your bruised arms around him.

"That sounds perfect, Javi. Now let go of me because I really need a fucking shower or I'm never going on that date with you." The reminder of the blood and grime still on you from the events of the night made you shudder and the mood changed instantly but Javi just nodded and squeezed your hand in reassurance as he walked with you towards the bathroom. He would be with you through everything and he would help you get through this.

#x reader #javi #javier pena x you #javier x you #javier pena #javier pena x reader #javi pena #javier pena narcos #narcos fanfiction #narcos fic #javier pena angst #javier pena fluff #pedro pascal #narcos #pedro pascal x reader #pedrito #javi pena x reader #javier peña #javi pena x you

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iv. catharsis.

part of : the letters sealed and unsent event.

— from : geto suguru

the world feels so quiet.

do you know, what it's like to hear everything and nothing at the same time?

thirteen months, fifteen days, twelve hours and thirty seven seconds. the ugliness of this world was nothing to me. i made a choice to save others, to be the defining line between whatever good is left in this world and the sickness that threatens it.

i loved you through it. so take the thought from your brain. i know you've heard it from the others by now, haven't you? they'll tell you what i did and i know you won't believe it, you'll slam your door, you'll dial my number, just — it's all true.

i woke up slumped against a bathroom sink, mirror foggy and hands still bloody.

i didn't feel anything.

two minutes, forty-nine seconds. i listened to them scream, i watched them cry, plead and make promises to whatever god they could.

i wanted to scream like that too. don't i have more reasons to scream? don't i have more reasons to be on my face, mouth full of dirt, caked in blood and begging? don't i deserve to live?

two seconds out of forty-nine i thought of you, of what you would say, of what you would do when you heard what i'd done.

and then i felt everything.

the adrenaline was so high — the blood pumping through my veins coursed through me like a drug. it was a catharsis. i wanted them to feel my pain. i wanted them to hurt. i wanted the whole world to stop turning.

in those two seconds i knew still, some people shouldn't be allowed to live. i'm no deity, no oracle, no poet —

but this world is a disease. there are people who treat it and others who spread it. i'm making a choice, to cull them like i should've from the beginning. how could i have sat with you longer, knowing our fates were written already?

don't make that face. i can feel you, even now i can... just don't. you doubted me just now — don't do that.

i know it won't work. i know how it sounds.

but i have to try.

what has all of this been for if not to end it all? why are we running in circles? why am i waiting to die? why am i waiting to be taken from you?

i'm not asking you to come with me. i wouldn't want you to.

i didn't do this because of you. this is for me. love can't save us, that much is true — but that doesn't mean i never loved you. that doesn't mean i don't still love you.

i don't regret what i did. i never will.

if i regret anything, i regret not holding you tighter. i regret not kissing you longer.

and even in some twisted way, i regret not grabbing more of your stuff. the polaroids in my pants pocket are past crumpled, that sweater you like so much is shoved somewhere with everything else.

i'm sorry i took some of your hair clips. i didn't know what to do, i just took whatever i could.

if i knew then what i know now, i'd burn you into my flesh. and it's funny, because it's not like you aren't already.

don't mourn me, please. it's all i ask of you. scream, be rageful, be hurt. cry if you need to. just don't mourn me.

i'm never apart from you. so don't grieve me like some stranger. i'm here. i'm yours.

don't mourn me while my heart still beats for you.

and please,

don't forget me.

i was a kid when i first loved you, and when i die, i'll die knowing i loved you.

tell the world you loved me too.

— for knives 💌 (@todorokies)

there's no way you aren't a masochist knives pls wtf i broke my own heart (made this less poetic so i could rlly get into his personal emotions and damn)

#lsu ✉️#jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #geto suguru x reader

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majorproblems77 · 6 months

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Alright!! Time for a long ramble folks.

It's November! Which means that the tumblr -tober fest is over.

This saddens me, but I've gotta speak about it because it's my first time doing an event like this.

For those who dont know, Or find this post later in the depths of the reblog shenanigans, I'm Major. I joined the Tumblr LU community back in July of this year(2023). I am new to all of it, and I'd had never heard of Whumptober before.

When people started talking about it back in August and September i didn't know what to make of it honestly. I didn't even know what it entailed! I had no idea what a whump story was. But it looked like fun, so the prompt list came down and I started writing.

I spent September writing for it, I had a goal to get something out for every day of the month thinking. Oh, it's My little stories on the internet its fine. Maybe twenty people will see it. It's not my main stuff. It won't be as popular it's fine I'm enjoying myself etc.

Then I started posting.

And people liked it!

And when I tell you I was shocked. I was Shocked. Im still new in the online Writing scene and it still baffles me to see people be excited about work I've posted.

It's just me Writing about my Blorbos. Like. I don't understand!

Some of the stuff people have told me this month has warmed my heart. And made me actually bawl (/pl) because god dammit you are all so lovely and it's just so amazing to have people actually support what I'm doing.

Just oh man I might cry writing this, cause I just can't thank everyone enough for the support and the love and just. Everything.

Just

Thank you.

From the bottom of my heart. Thank you so so so much.

You've no idea what it means to me.

Now it's time for thanking all those creators this month who have been putting out some goddamn amazing pieces every day. People who have been so supportive of what I've been doing for some unbeknownst reason.

There's so many people I could tag for being so supportive. For being amazing and you know who you are. I've got a bad memory and can't remember all of your user names or id tag like everybody on the planet! I don't want to miss anyone outtttt cause I'd feel bad if I missed you.

If you've got anyone you'd like to thank or you think I should go and look at let me know! I'd love to see more creators! And do go and thank those amazing people across the internet that you love. They love to hear from you!

I love (/pl) each and everyone of you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you so so so much.

Thank you so much.

See yous around

Major :D

#ramble corner with major #crying writing this cause im just so greatful #thanks you #thank you #yes you there #reader #writer #artist #a mix #your amazing #wonderful #fantastic #stunning #thank you so much #whumptober 2023

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I saw your post about angst earlier and I thought "atydsp was the *angstiest* most miserable book I've ever read" (it's a compliment btw) and then I remembered that YOU wrote it. So, you being an angst lover and the writer of the angstiest thing I've read, I wanted to ask you for recs(?), If that's ok(?)

Just, what are the angstiest books/fics you've ever read? Like, stare-at-the-wall-and-cry-silently-for-hours, feel-numb-for-days, make-you-want-to-scream-like-your-first-born-died, kind of angst. And, if you want, even throw in there films, music, poems too,idk.

It's all about the feeling. I just want to get my soul ripped apart and bleed-out on the floor again:'(

If it's too much or if it's weird, I'm sorry and feel free to ignore me pls<3

look at me. look into my eyes. you are my favorite person on this website right now. i LOVE this question omg ok buckle up i'm making a list

rae's angstiest-of-all-time recs*:

*with the caveat that this is a subjective list, these are just things that made me, specifically, feel like crying and screaming and staring at the wall for whatever reason. not all of these are stories that end in tragedy; some have happy endings! but if it made me feel like my guts were being twirled around like spaghetti on a fork at some point then it made the list <3

fics:

hackery, by orphan_account i will keep yelling at people to read this until the day i die it is SO good and literally under 2k words u can finish it in like five minutes. go read it rn PLEASE i'm begging

a great, big tragedy by zeppazariel @mayzarbewithyou for all crimson rivers angst enjoyers <3 the au what-if-regulus-died ending

let the ghosts sleep tonight by outlaw_baby dorlene oneshot set during the first war SO beautiful i reread this all the time

zwischen immer und nie (between always and never) by sudowoodo an albus dumbledore/gellert grindelwald fic about the summer they fell in love. was recommended to me by a friend who knows i love angst and thought i would appreciate it. they were correct.

notes on a resurrection by newleaves perhaps my favorite fic of all time and one that was also recommended to me by a friend! this one has a happy ending but BOY does it take you on a ride to get there

that's the art of getting by by sarewolf @sarewolf one of my favorite fics ever <3 another happy ending but plenty of angst before we get there <3

choices by messermoon @little-shit-soph i mean i feel like i don't even need to say anything about this one but. yeah if ur looking for tragedy and angst this is a good place to go lmao

books

the feverwake duology, by victoria lee i don't think i've talked about this series before on my blog but it is one of my FAVORITES of all time oh god. it's so so so fucking good dystopian sci-fi magic plague war just. SUCH a cool concept and SUCH beautiful writing i've read it three times and might need to reread soon lol

teeth, by hannah moskowitz gay mermaid love story but like. in the absolute most fucked-up way possible. i love this book SO much hannah moskowitz is just one of my favorite writers of all time

a history of glitter and blood, by hannah moskowitz my favorite book! another story where you get a happy ending but the angst u go through to get there...exquisite

human acts, by han kang made me cry like a fucking baby. this is historical fiction based on very real events and interviews with people who experienced the gwangju uprising + massacre in south korea in 1980.

the song of achilles, by madeline miller another one that i feel like i don't even need to say anything about lol

crush, by richard siken poetry!! here's ur poetry rec. the richard siken hype is not a lie this book will gut you

the animorphs series, by k.a. applegate i am being 100% serious this is one of my favorite series of all time and i read it for the first time as an adult like. this is not childhood nostalgia it was too scary for me as a kid. genuinely changed the way i think about writing and truly is one of the best war stories i have ever read. the last book is gut-wrenching in a way that very little else i have come across is.

the hunchback of notre-dame, by victor hugo for the classics enjoyers <3 victor hugo is one of my favorite writers i was really into his books in high school lol

the man who laughs, by victor hugo not as well-known as his other work but i wrote a big research paper on this book one time so it holds a special place in my heart just bc i spent so much time with it

tv shows

banana fish (2018) outing myself as an occasional anime enjoyer lmao. i watched this bc i kept seeing people talk about how tragic it was and then i saw my sister watching it and i looked up a plot summary of what happens at the end and i was like huh that sounds interesting. and then i sat down to watch it KNOWING what was going to happen and i still like. was screaming crying by the end.

the haunting of bly manor (2020) just re-watched this show like two months ago and it is 2/2 on making me cry so!!

movies

children who chase lost voices (2011) this movie has a happy ending but like. idk man there's this one specific scene that just GETS me every time. always feel hollowed out but like...in a good way after watching it.

brokeback mountain (2005) i mean...do i need to say anything about this one? gay cowboy tragedy my beloved <3

the last unicorn (1982) watching this movie as a kid is i think what altered my brain chemicals and made me an angst enjoyer. so! had to put it on the list <3

and of course on a final note--as these are heavy angst + tragedy etc etc if u know there are things u need to watch out for please look up trigger warnings before diving in! they all contain content that is upsetting in some way...hence the angst. hopefully that doesn't even need to be said but. well an honest hard-working angst farmer needs to cover his bases sometimes doesn't he

also! tysm for the angst praise lol SO happy to hear that atydsp is one of the angstiest things you've read truly the highest form of praise 2 me <3

#ask #fic recs #atydsp #book recs

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unidentifiedlyingobject · 4 months

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[a little fan theory of my own: if you've read or written something similar to this pls tell me I'd love to hear other people's takes on this]

The Flaming Sword

Yes, it's been there since The Beginning. This distinctive item first made its debut in the Good Omens timeline right back at the Garden of Eden, where as we all will remember, our adorable angel Aziraphale first revealed his deceptive talents. On the subject of the sword's whereabouts, Azi downright

lied

to God

(Obviously, this is an important step in the development of Zira's internal moral debate, one which subsequently lasts for 6000 years

I do hope I didn't do the wrong thing

and, relatively more importantly, leads on to the smiting of a certain sauntering demon - to clarify, the demon was smitten, I believe)

Maybe the flaming sword was the most influential factor playing into the development of Aziracrow's 6000 year old friendship? Well done sword.

Sword? Right. Big, sharp... cutty thing... Yes. Must've put it down somewhere... Forget my own head next

Later that season, following azi's discorperation, he is again asked as to the location of the fiery sword. Seems to me like a rather defining aspect of Aziraphale's angelic form, right?

Then, of course, at the season one finale it makes yet another appearance. The sword is Aziraphale's weapon of choice, it seems. A weapon that Aziraphale sees fit to battle against SATAN

and

y'know

THE END OF THE WORLD?!?!

Therefore, one can assume that this was the weapon that Aziraphale fought with in the Great War, heaven against Lucifer and his demons, who were ultimately cast down to hell for eternity.

Whiiiiiiiicchhhh leads me on to my point. Have I missed something important, or do any of you feel like a fiery sword might not be the most effective weapon to use in a battle against demons? We know that during the body swap, Crowley was not harmed by the fire, for the obvious reason that he is a demon. Furthermore, the angels use hellfire as a method for executing an angel

So let me repeat this: Any of you feel like a fiery sword might not be the most effective weapon to use in a battle against demons?

u n l e s s

unless Aziraphale never wanted to slaughter demons

after all, his ex-angel bestie was one of the people he was supposed to be fighting against, the angel who took so much joy in the beauty of God's (or perhaps their own) creation. The angel who only ever asked questions

see Aziraphale probably just wanted to talk it out over a nice cupperty

So maybe his weapon of choice was never intended to be used to hurt demons? another thought -- azi could've been fighting the angels in the Great War? fighting for Crowley? and for some reason he managed to escape Falling?

even so,

the item that he trusts, Aziraphale's characteristic flaming sword

is not even capable of harming who he has been taught as 'the enemy'

Now doesn't that tell you where Aziraphale's loyalties really lie?

and on a darker note... he presumably has the power to seriously harm his buddies upstairs

*cough*metatron*cough*

that's something which just doesn't seem right about our grey angel's flaming sword

#good omens #good omens fan theory #aziraphale #flaming sword #angel crowley

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weirdcat1213 · 8 months

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volume 12 already? damn that went fast. just yesterday we were crying about vash drinking in a church

anyway :D volume 12 thoughts time

chap 1:

-chronicaaaaaaaaa :3

-AW NO MY BABY

-these quiet panels are the fucking best/worst thing that have ever happened to me

-too many memories :c

-YES LINA IS THERE THANK GOD (at the same time this is heartbreaking as fuck)

-all the enemies after all the people he has ever loved/helped

-HIS MOM AND HIS BF

-THATS IT THATS THE ONE THATS THE PANEL OH GOD WE ARE *HERE*

-im gonna go cry now

-i wonder what "anti plant" entails...is it a special material?

-ok fine, chronica can call knives a terrorist. she gets a pass

-oh sweet geesus

-eh?

-oohhhhhh.....ok fuck

-nothing can stop the hatred of this man. kinda admirable but as the song says "your misery and hate will kill us all"

chap 2:

-"corrosive thunder", love the title

-OH SHIT DOMINA NO, pls dont let him get to you

-DOMINA NOOOOOO

-the plants kinda look in pain there....

-MY GIRLSSSSSSSSSS

-for pain purposes, i choose to believe that when they resonate they hum like vash did in stampede

-aaand shes gone

-oh god, the end of evangelion flashbacks

-OH NIGHTOW YOU SON OF A BISCUIT- THOSE EYES IN THE BACKGROUND-

-tbh everything in your ship just being consumed by someone else so quickly must be scary af. nothing belongs to them anymore and soon, chronica could even loose herself

chap 3:

-oh shit oh fuck oh shit

-oh shit not thors hammer

-omg look! the laws of physics!

-noooo :c we dont get to know domina too much but its still sad

-OH?

-MAGIC BULLETS TIME BABYYYYYYYYYYY

-ohhhhhhh okok i get it

chap 4:

-THATS MY BOIIIIIIIIIII

-AH SHIT IVE JUST NOTICED THE HAIR

-ALSO PLS DONT SMILE LIKE THAT-

-childish is a good word for it cuz knives just doesnt want to accept hes wrong and scared

-THE POWER OF LOVE AND PEACE BITCH

-is vash pausing cuz even though his plan was to kill knives hes kinda sad that knives wants to kill him? i may never know

-let him use his fucking gun ok? hes an expert. also i like to think he uses it to stay grounded. like to stay with the people hes fighting with. hes not superior or anything

-TO YOUR KNEES BITCH TO YOUR FUCKING KNEES

-THATS MY FUCKING GUNMAN THATS MY SON RIGHT THERE

chap 5:

-FLASHBACK TIME LETS GO

-omg right it hated this. hes just a baby :c

-so vash left with a stranger? i forgot about that

-honey just be glad YOU ARE ALIVE

-BECAUSE HES VASH THE STAMPEDE- i should rewatch that episode huh

-GEESUS BRO

-tbh vash, you should have. then and now

-YEAH TELL HIM VASH >:D YOU ARENT NAIVE

-tbh i would also think thats enough to break the chain. hmm

-"stay with me" vash pls i cant jump into the void rn

-GEESUS CHRIST, the cleanest cut in the west

-also you think vash made that face cuz the last time he made someone bleed was rem-

-THE CLOSEUP TO THE MOUTHS AHHHHHHHHHHH

-"we dont belong in the future of this planet" dont fucking say that

chap 6:

-actually wanting to humans to talk with plants is a great step for improving their relationship but sure knives, whatever

-THATS SO TRUE VASH LETS GO, LET THE PLANTS HAVE A SAY IN IT

-ive said this before but as someone who was mocked by wanting context before judging people, vash is so...reassuring. like it wasnt wrong of me to want to know all the sides of one story. im glad

-also i completely forgot about that town and radiation. how tf radiation happens in that planet, what am i missing

-oh nvm, thanks nightow

-HES NOT EXCUSING, HES EXPLAINING OMFG YOU IDIOT

-YEAH FUCKING TELL HIM >:D POP OFF VASH >:D

-WHY IS IT THEN? HUH KNIVES?- oh shit what

-yknow what, ill give knives the fact that humans are ignorant and we are repeating history etc etc, but im done. finish him vash

-for some reason this reminds me to that scene with the soldiers in ep 12. my man really cant catch a break

-YEAH THE GIRLSSSSSSSSSSSS :D

-"you've been abandoned" maybe by some but not by everyone. and thats the whole point

-YEAH YOU ARENT BABY ILY

-HOLD UP IS THAT HER FACE?????

-awww :c

chap 7:

-IS IT LIVIO TIME????

-YO WTF, WHO SHOT MY GIRL

-ofc the military would be like this

-i literally cant say whos bleeding

-ah fuck ok

-ugh no...pls dont tell me hes fucking bleeding through his eyes...pls dont (if i see stampede vash bleeding like that i will eat my pc piece by piece)

-chronica :c

-LIVIOOOOOOOOO :0

-OMG YES, YES, IM SO HAPPY. quoting 98 "and i know in my heart he would have done the same"

-MR. VASH, MR. LIVIO AWWW :3

-OH HES SPINNING THOSE FUCKERS :D

-oh well thats not fair, hes too cool

-wait why is knives not wanting to kill vash bad?

chap 8:

-considering the blockers chronica has, entering a fused entity must be scary but also exciting

-ngl i dont get the spikes on the screen thing

-geesus

-WTF YOU DID TO HIM???

-wait no i want to see whats happening with vash- and its livio time

-oh hes alive thank god (this is my 2nd read why am i surprised)

-OH NO ITS THAT MOMENT OH NNONONONO STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME

-i hate seeing his eyes like that if im being honest, its scary

-ESO MAMONAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA GET UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP

-LIVIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

-OH SHIT its my wife

-OH WAIT MY OTHER WIFE IS HERE TOO

-VASH WHY ARE YOU MAKING THAT FACE

-OH GOD NOT LEGATO AND THE RUSSIAN DOLL

-CAN SHIT STOP HAPPENING FOR A MINUTE

-THERES TOO MANY PEOPLE HERE CAN YALL CALM THE FUCK DOWN

chap 9:

-omg its the legato episode

-what is happening, what am i looking at

-oh oh shit

-RIGHT IN HIS MF EYE

-what is happening?

-ok flashback time

-yeap. its that time. shit

-geesus fucking christ. tbh ofc legato would think knives is right. there was nothing to prove him wrong

-yeap. i would do the same actually. stomp on his head

-oh honey...honey thats gay-

-is that why he has short hair...cuz knives gave him a name AND A HAIR STYLE??

-damn son

-also i may be wrong but where do people get the idea he inserted metal in his own brain to have those powers?/gen

#trimax #trigun maximum #trigunbookclub #WHY AM I ACTUALLY SHOCKED THIS IS MY 2ND READ #was i really that numb the 1st time after vol 10?

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nonuggetshere · 1 year

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Okok can I ask how and when Lummis and Petunia find out that PV is supposed to be sealed away forever??? I've gotta know pls ur au is so awesome oml

AA THANK YOU, I'M ALWAYS HAPPY TO TALK ABOUT MY BABYGIRLS

So, PV visited them the day before their accolade. They'd often sneak around and come visit them in the late evenings when their duties for the day were finished and they were sent to their room, sometimes even managing to catch them during supper so they could sit and eat with them, just like on that day. Their presentation to Hallownest was a public event, so they were very relieved to hear that none of them had plans to go hear Pale King's announcement because they already had plans for a family dinner. They had no intentions of telling them either, they didn't want their last moments together to be soured. They wanted their loved ones to remember them as they knew them, not as a sacrificial lamb clad in heavy, restrictive armour and chains. They'd find out eventually. PV wrote a letter to them that they asked Hornet to deliver after they've been sealed.

Of course, things didn't turn out as they had planned, and after they panicked and ran from the throne room they went to the one place they felt safest at; their home. They needed comfort and assurance so they ran to the only people they felt safe around at that moment.

They were cleaning up after dinner when they heard frantic knocking on the door and when they opened it there stood PV, still in their fancy armour and crying their eyes out, and they immediately burst into barely comprehensible strong of apologies.

They of course took them in and let them sit on the couch and Lummis' mother, Allene, went to make them some calming tea. Eventually, they calmed down enough and immediately came clear about everything. At least, as much as they could without devolving into hours of explanation.

They told them of the entire plan, their training, the fact they were meant to be sealed with Radiance today had they not panicked, and of course of their nature relating to void. And then to top it all off, they confessed that the Pale King and White Lady were their parents.

They were reasonably shocked, to say the least. But unlike PV thought they would be, they weren't angry nor did they blame them. I mean, they lost a good portion of their life and were scheduled to be sealed with a wrathful goddess for the rest of eternity, who could blame them for wanting to have a normal life and be treated normally?

They were angry, just not at them. All of this was bad enough, but the fact that they did this to their own child? Petunia has no self-preservation skills because if she could she would absolutely fist-fight a God.

PV eventually figures that the guards are looking for them and, not wanting to get their loved ones in trouble, they decide to leave their house, even when their partners and family protest. They weren't sure if they wanted to come back to the palace, until they stumbled upon Hornet who was also looking for them and she convinced them to come back with her and come clean.

After the accolade disaster part two: electric boogaloo, they come back to them again. Again, crying their eyes out. And this time stay with them for two weeks to cool off until they get enough courage to return home. They just didn't want to deal with the immediate fallout of All Of That.

There is a layer of hilarity to this though, because Petunia not only constantly criticised PK and made jokes about him, but he is also a professional comedian so these jokes weren't limited to their partners and family.

So you can only imagine their reaction when PV essentially went "Hey so you know that guy you've been continuously joking about and insulting for the past three years that we've known each other? Yeah, that's my dad."

#asks #faaf au #In the original idea Hornet actually picked them up from their household which got the reaction of 'IS THAT THE FUCKING PRINCESS?'#But while it was funny I decided it just took away too much from the scene so I changed it #It's okay though PV has a few other friends that they still need to tell this to so the 'IS THAT THE FUCKING PRINCESS?' can still happen

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Hi! Can I request an angst imagine where Brad thinks reader is a gold digger but realize too late he was wrong and then asks for forgiveness, with a fluff ending pls🥺

Thank you!

Expensive stuff | Brad Simpson

Word count: +/- 4.1k

Date: 16/09/2022

Proofread: yes (mistakes can still be there)

Warnings: angst, violence/fighting, swearing/cursing

Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, xreader, one shot, fanfiction, angst, request, fluff ending

A/N: Here you go love! I've made this one kinda long so I hope you enjoy :)

I guess it's clear that I love writing angst ;)

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You and Brad have been together for over a year now. Everything in your relationship has been going like a dream. Both of you are utterly happy. You and Brad never felt love so strong like this. Though it's Brad that started doubting your relationship a few weeks ago. There is something in your behavior that changed what caused his doubt.

It started when you asked if he could pay for a very expensive necklace but he never saw you wearing it. A few days later you asked Brad to pay for an expensive dress for a certain party. The next thing he noticed is that you became less affectionate. You rejected Brad more and more when he wanted to have sex with you. It's making him insecure as it seems to him you don't care about him anymore. It seems like you only care about his money and nothing else. He is afraid that you're using him.

You're sitting in your bed with your laptop on your lap. You're looking for a new phone as yours just broke down. You sigh when you see the prices. There is just no phone that meets all your requirements that is affordable. You need one that is suitable for use in your free time and work.

"Hi baby", Brad says when he walks into the bedroom.

You hear him but because you're so busy you don't think about answering him.

"Y/n?", Brad says harder.

You look up from your laptop.

"I'm so sorry baby, I heard you but I was just busy", you answer him.

"With?"

"Looking for a new phone, but there is none that fits in my budget"

"Why do you need a new phone?"

"Because mine broke down earlier today, I already had that one for four years"

"So now you want me to pay for it?", Brad sighs.

"What? No, I could never ask you to buy something this expensive for me. I know I need a phone with some more expensive features for work, I can't ask you to pay for it"

"You sure? Cuz you already let me pay for that necklace you btw never wear and that dress which you only wore for that party", Brad says in an annoyed tone.

"What? That necklace was not for me, it was a birthday present for one of my friends. I agreed with our friends that I was going to buy it but I didn't have the money and yeah I needed that dress for the same birthday party"

"Excuses"

"You think I'm lying?", you can't believe what he says.

"Of course you are. I know your type. The first months everything goes well and then you only care about the money. You don't care about me anymore. You always say you'll pay me back but I never saw that money again. You only want me to buy expensive things for you. I bet that your phone isn't even broken", Brad rants in anger.

"What the fuck?! Is that what you think about me? That I'm a liar and a gold digger? That I only care about expensive things?"

"Don't say it's not true, you've been ignoring me for weeks. You're not even affectionate anymore. You don't even want to have sex anymore"

"Wait, because I don't want to have sex I suddenly only care about your stupid money? Wow, I never knew you would be so short-sighted"

"Short-sighted? Please, this has been going on for weeks"

"The reason I didn't want to have sex is that I'm stressed. I've been stressed for weeks about work and all my money problems. The reason I asked you to pay for these stupid things is because I didn't have the money. And yeah I feel embarrassed about it and yeah I don't want that my friends know that. You god damn know how I work my ass off. I'm sorry I'm not famous or some superstar who earns the big money.", tears are streaming down your cheeks now., "And btw I paid you the money back yesterday but you couldn't care less to check that first before accusing me"

"As if", Brad just simply answers.

"You know what? I don't need your stupid money or you anymore. We're done!", you turn around and leave the bedroom.

In a rush, you take the most important things you need and you storm out of the apartment. The door slams shut behind you and you storm to the elevator. You aggressively hit the buttons in an attempt to let the doors open more quicker.

When the doors finally open you don't even wait to step in until other people had the chance to get out. Everyone in the elevator gives you an annoyed look while you push the button to go to the ground floor. You don't care to look up to them. All you do is stare at the floor as tears are brimming in your eyes.

You make your way to the underground parking lot of the apartment. Luckily your car isn't parked far from the entrance. You take your keys out of your bag and you open your car. The lights of your car light up and you walk straight to it.

When you're in your car you don't hesitate a moment to start it and leave the parking lot. Outside the rain is pouring down and you can barely see anything on the streets. The rage you feel inside is making you drive faster than you're probably allowed to. Flashes of the fight you just had with Brad are rushing through your head. You turn the music louder to try to block these thoughts out.

After a 20-minute drive, you park your car before the house of one of your friends. You hope she will let you stay maybe for a few days until you've figured out a solution. You knock on her door and after a few seconds, she opens the door.

"Y/N? What happened?", she asks worried.

You're standing there with tears all over your face, your eyes red and your mascara running all over your cheeks.

"Brad and I broke up", you bring out in between sobs.

"Oh dear, come here", she pulls you in a hug.

Your friend lets you in and lets you sit on the couch. She sits down next to you, laying her arm around you.

"Do you want to tell me what exactly happened?", she asks carefully.

"Brad and I had a fight".

You tell her the whole story. Why he got mad and what he thinks of you. It hurts to go over these past events but it's also a relief that you can tell it to someone.

"I'm sorry to say it but Brad acted like a dick. You two are together for so long and now he pulls this? He has to know by now you're not like that", your friend says to you.

"Thanks, Lucy, for letting me stay"

"Always sweetheart, do you want to take a bath to relax?"

"Maybe that's not such a bad idea"

***

Brad stands paralyzed in the bedroom while he hears the door slam shut. He still has to process what just happened. He never thought you would react like that. He thought you would be angry but not that you would break up with him.

Brad walks to the kitchen where he sees your phone laying on the countertop. He tries to turn it on but it doesn't work. The screen stays pitch black, not even the name of the brand lights up.

"Damn it!", he curses to himself.

You didn't lie about the phone but that doesn't mean you didn't lie about the other things. Brad continues doing what he normally does, hoping you will return later that night. But little did he know you wouldn't return for a longer time...

***

After you get out of the bath you put on a pajama Lucy brought you. You look at yourself in the mirror and hate how you look. Your eyes are red and puffy, you look like a mess.

Lucy has made you some hot chocolate milk and some cookies when you come downstairs. She is sitting on the couch with a blanket around her.

"I thought that might cheer you up a little bit", she smiles.

You smile back and sit down. You pick up the mug with hot chocolate milk and take a sip. The temperature is just right to drink. You take one of the cookies and take a bite. It's only now you notice how hungry you are. It's already quite late in the evening and you didn't have dinner.

"Are you a little bit okay?", Lucy asks.

"To be honest not really, I mean you don't break up with your boyfriend every day"

"Oh, baby. I know Brad messed up big time but you're already together for over a year"

"I know, but if he can't trust me, if he really thinks I'm after his money, I can't be together with him"

Lucy nods understandably. Her phone beeps and immediately she takes it from the couch.

"Is that Con?", you ask panicked.

"Yeah, he wanted to come over but..."

"You haven't told him about me and Brad right??", you don't let her finish her sentence.

"No, I said I'm having a girls night. But to be honest I think sooner or later he will know it from Brad"

"I know, he is just going to tell everyone that I'm a gold digger"

"Hey", Lucy lays her hand on yours, "don't think like that. Maybe Brad will see how wrong he was"

"Too late, he hurt me, a lot"

*** 2 weeks later ***

You haven't seen Brad for a few weeks now. It wasn't easy as you stayed thinking about him. You thought he would look for you but he didn't. He didn't even care to call or send a text. You thought he would've figured out that you weren't after his money.

You're still living with Lucy. Connor knows what happened from Brad. He told all the band members when they were at the studio. Connor didn't know what to think when he saw you at Lucy's place after the meeting. You told your version and Connor immediately showed you his support. He said that Brad made the greatest mistake in his life and so do his other friends. Brad is just too stubborn to actually admit he is wrong.

***

It also wasn't an easy few weeks for Brad. In the first place, he was angry. Angry about what you did to him, that you didn't return to him. But he started to doubt his actions later. He is scared that he is wrong and that he messed up everything. Deep down he is scared to lose you after everything.

To drink his sorrow away Brad goes to the nearest bar in town. He hangs his jacket up on the coat rack and walks over to the bar. It's very crowded, the space is not so big but it's filled. People are celebrating the end of the work week as it's Friday. They are laughing and having fun. Only Brad is the one who doesn't look happy.

"What can I offer you handsome?", the bartender smiles.

"A gin tonic please, with a lot of gin", Brad answers simply.

"What brought you in such a bad mood?", the girl asks.

"Don't want to talk about it"

"So that means it's the girlfriend who did something, isn't it"

"I said I don't want to talk about it"

The bartender stays silent now and just serves Brad his drink. He takes a big gulp before putting the glass down again. The big amount of alcohol is burning in his throat, though it doesn't make him feel better.

"Can you pay for your drink?", the bartender asks.

Brad nods and takes his wallet out of his back pocket. He takes his card out of it and pays for the drink. Then he gets his phone and opens his bank app to see if the money is transferred. When he sees the interactions he can see that you paid him 200 pounds.

"This is the last money I had to pay you", you've added as the caption.

He scrolls through the history and sees you've given everything back he paid for you. She gave you the first amount three weeks ago.

"Fuck"

Brad puts his phone away. In the corner of his eye, he sees a man entering the bar. He is drawing his attention and then he sees it's y/n's boss. He walks straight over to the bar.

"Aren't you y/n's boss?", Brad asks bluntly before taking another sip from his drink.

"Ehm yeah, well I was, I fired her"

"What? When? Why?"

"You're asking a lot of questions buddy"

"So, answer them"

"I fired her a month ago because I felt like it. She was annoying me and I would never get her into my bed. She wasn't fun. I didn't say it to her, I fired her because of "savings within the company" you know"

"Fucking dick"

"And who are you now? Her brother?"

"Her boyfriend"

Brad is boiling from anger and punches the man in his face. Everyone at the bar is looking at what is happening. Before Brad can act the man punches him back right on the cheek.

"Fucking hell, who do you think you are!", the man says angrily.

Both of them get up and they end up in a fight. Some people are even enjoying the scene. Brad has to endure a few punches and scratches. The man that used to be y/n boss is stronger than Brad. Someone pushes both of them off each other. Brad falls to the ground and the man is looking at him with a big grin on his face.

Brad stands up and takes his jacket. He leaves the bar and gets into his car. He leaves the parking as fast as he can. The tires are squeaking. His cheek is burning and he is tasting blood which means his lip is bleeding.

When he is far enough from the bar Brad pulls over. He looks at himself in the mirror. His cheek is red, and his nose and lip are bleeding. The blood is dripping on his shirt. He has scratches on his neck.

Brad needs to see you. He was so wrong and he feels so bad for it. He hits the steering wheel with his hands out of frustration. There is only one place you could be and that's at Lucy's place.

***

"Do you think it's a good idea to also invite James, Kirstie, Tristan, and Sarah?", you ask Lucy.

"Y/n honey, it's your birthday, it's not because you broke up with Brad that you can't invite your friends"

"They are Brad's friends too"

"Yeah so, then he shouldn't have acted like a dick"

You smile at her while putting down some snacks on the countertop. Lucy has put some drinks in the kitchen. There is some beer, wine, and some stronger alcohol like whiskey, vodka, and gin to make cocktails with.

It was mostly Lucy's idea to throw this party. You didn't feel like throwing a party after everything that happened with Brad. A lot of your friends are coming and you're grateful for that. But Brad's friends are also coming and it feels so wrong not having him too. They became your friends too but it feels strange. A few weeks ago you thought you would celebrate your birthday with Brad but now he is not even coming to your party.

"Hellooo y/n, you still here?", Lucy waves a hand before your eyes.

You didn't even notice she said something to you. You were so lost in your thoughts. You only notice now that you have a bottle of gin in your hands and you're staring at it. Brad's favorite drink.

"Forget about him y/n, tonight is all about fun", she rubs your arm in a reassuring gesture.

The guests start arriving around 8 pm. Lucy lets them in and offers them a drink. Everyone has brought you a little gift. You're so happy to see everyone. For the first time in weeks, you can forget about Brad and actually have fun with the people you love the most.

"So how is the birthday queen enjoying her party?", Connor lays an arm around your shoulders.

"It's amazing, you and Lucy organized this so well. Thank you for everything", you hug Connor.

You hear the doorbell ring but you don't pay attention to it as you already see Lucy walking towards it. Maybe some guests are late.

***

When Brad rides into the street of Lucy's apartment he sees a lot of cars parked on the side of the street. Light is burning in the apartment. It's very crowded in the building.

"Shit, it's her birthday", Brad curses when he sees the date on his smartwatch.

He has to park his car a big end from the apartment. Brad gets out and locks the car. At a fast pace, he walks to Lucy's apartment. He can hear the music coming from there, indicating that they are having a party for your birthday.

Not long after Brad presses the doorbell Lucy opens the door. He can see on her face that she is not amused by his visit.

"Brad, I don't remember inviting you, nor does y/n"

Brad steps closer and the light from inside the building reflects on his face. Now Lucy gets a clearer view of his face and she looks shocked. Brad looks like a mess. His hair is a mess, his curls are hanging on his face. There is blood on his face and shirt. His cheek is turning a shade of blue.

"Please Lucy, let me talk to her. I don't know if she will ever forgive me but I have to try", Brad is desperate and the damage of the fight is kicking in.

"What the hell happened to you?", Lucy asks, still shocked about how he looks.

"I uhm tell that later, I have to see her please"

Lucy gives in and lets Brad in. She follows behind him. When he enters the living room everyone notices his presence. Everyone looks at him, shocked to see how battered Brad looks. You can't believe what you see. This doesn't look like Brad.

"Y/n, can we please talk?", Brad asks you in front of everyone.

"What happened to you?", you ask.

"I uhm, I got into a fight with your boss"

Everyone is even more surprised by this answer. They know Brad can lose his temper from time to time but he would never fight.

"Can we talk please, I know I've made a mistake", Brad begs you.

You can only nod and you start to walk away. Brad follows you while everyone is still staring at him. You decide that Lucy's bedroom will be a quiet place to talk. Brad closes the door when he enters the room after you.

"Do you have any idea how much you hurt my feelings by accusing me like that?", you start the conversation.

"I know, I realize that now", Brad says.

"How could you even think after a year, a fucking year, I would be with you for the money?"

"I know I was wrong, I don't know why I thought it. I was so convinced of it and I'm ashamed now. Maybe it's because I'm scared that people use me. I know it's not an excuse but I can't think of anything else"

He steps closer to you and takes your hands in his.

"I know I made a big mistake and I want to make it up to you if that's even possible and if you let me. I'm just so sorry and I hope you can forgive me"

Brad bends down on one knee while still holding your hands. Tears are brimming in his eyes.

"Please y/n forgive me for what I did, I just don't want to lose you. You're the most important person in my life", a tear is escaping his eye and rolls over his cheek.

You also feel the tears coming up. You want to forgive him but he has hurt you so much.

"I don't know if I can forgive you right now, I need some time. But I don't want to lose you either B, let's just take it slow", you say and Brad nods.

He gets up and hugs you tight.

"I missed you so much baby", he whispers in your ear.

"I missed you too, just never do this to me again", some tears fall down your cheeks.

You hug Brad even tighter. You can smell his familiar smell and you feel safe. God, you missed him and now he is finally back. It's still hard to forgive him but you know eventually you will.

"Let's clean your face up because you look awful", you smile at him.

You take his hand in yours and lead him to the bathroom. You say to him that he has to sit on the countertop next to the sink so you have better access to his face. In one of the drawers, you take a washcloth and make it a little bit wet. You wash the blood off his face. When you go over the little wound on his lip he makes a painful face.

"I'm sorry if it hurts", you say.

"Don't worry about it"

"Did you really fight with my boss?"

"Yeah, I saw him in a bar and I asked if he was because I recognized him"

"Why did you get mad at him?"

"He said he fired you"

You swallow the lump in your throat. You know he would find out eventually.

"And he also said he did that because he was bored of you and he wanted you in his bed"

"What?! That bastard"

"Why didn't you tell me you were fired?"

You look down, not knowing what to say. Your hand drops from his face but Brad takes it with his hand.

"I was ashamed I guess, I felt like I was nothing, he made me feel nothing. I hoped if I applied for some jobs and got accepted that I just could say I switched jobs."

"You know I would never have judged you"

You look into his eyes.

"I know, I just hoped I never would have to tell you and that I would find a new job in a week. I have been applying for weeks now but it's always that I have not enough experience"

"I know it can be hard to find a job, and I would have understood that you had money problems"

"I'm sorry"

"It's not your fault, maybe we have to promise to always tell each other everything "

He caresses your cheek with his hand. You can't stop looking into those beautiful brown eyes. His face is inching closer to yours and his eyes are fixed on your lips. You can see in his eyes how desperate he is to kiss you.

"I can promise that", you whisper.

"I've missed you so much", Brad says in a hoarse tone that causes goosebumps on your skin.

Softly you feel his lips touching yours. It lets the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. You push your lips harder against his so you can taste him better. You bite a little on his lip as you know it makes him go crazy. A small moan is escaping his mouth. He pulls himself out of the kiss. You see him rubbing his lip. Blood is dripping on his finger. You just made his lip bleed again.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry", you put a hand before your mouth in a shocked manner.

"It's okay baby", Brad starts laughing which makes you laugh too.

He takes your hands in his.

"Happy birthday love"

"Thank you"

"I'm sorry I don't have a present"

"That's okay, you being here is the best present I've received today to be honest"

"I'm glad", Brad smiles and puts his arms around you, and pulls you closer.

"I'll buy you a present tomorrow"

"You don't have to"

"I've been the worst boyfriend ever, of course I have to"

"That's true"

Both of you start laughing and Brad kisses you on your forehead. Maybe you didn't forgive him today but in the end everything will be fine and the both of you will come stronger out of this.

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manicpixiedreamcurl · 1 year

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hello hello manicpixiedreamcurl, its brainrot anon here!

i just want to say that i love the gross brain emoji pls keep that for me! and ALSO,

I fully agree with you, a part two would be hard to write cause we already know whats gonna happen, you gave them a very heavily implied happy ending where they date and give each other kisses and yummy stuff what else could there be!!! it ended perfectly!! youre an amazing writer i couldn't ask for a part 2 cause part 1 is already perfect!!

also i just wanted to say that for some reason i started thinking of this eddie with the reader from TMYG, and how maybe shes still in a relationship with Andy but shes never comfortable enough with him to go all the way, and she so desperately wants her first time to be gentle and even fun if she can help it, and she hears her cheerleader friends talking about Eddie's skills and "yea hes a freak haha but he knows what hes doing and doesnt do anything you dont want " and she decides to take the risk and approach eddie and ask him to be her first and trusts him to do it well and its not totally unfounded, cause maybe she's been in a group project with him before or seen how he protects the freshmen or realizes his attitude is all a front. and when she asks it of him this bitter cynical eddie cant help but melt cause no one has put that much faith in him before and gives her the time of her life and everything gets really intimate cause hes so caught up in reassuring her through her nerves that he forgets this is supposed to be like all the other times girls have approached him, and then so on so on they fall for each other yes yes she breaks up with Andy (yay!!!) and happily ever after

ahskjdlfjfljf youve made me create an MCU (manicpixiedreamcurl cinematic universe) from your writing lmaoooooo

AGAIN I JUST WANT TO SAY, youre a great writer and i hope you keep having fun with eddie!!!

Okay so honestly read this and went I can't imagine tmyg reader ever doing that cause she'd just be soooo worried about how Andy would react if he found out and being called a slut etc etc but thennnn I'm like no I need to give my girl some credit actually, she's braver than she seems.

Going under the cut cause this got rambly.

And also!!! I literally wrote it lol and her and Andy were kinda on again off again on his schedule. So I really don't think she'd 'cheat' but during one of those off periods, actually yes could totally see it happening. Especially cause she has always had this little baby crush on Eddie, thinks he's cute and kinda a gent and that he looks after his little group, Jeff especially who reader has a tentative little friendship with. So literally omg actually could have happened for sure. But ALSO get this, early draft of tmyg was gonna be that Eddie and May were hate fucking secretly and he stopped it when he realised he really liked reader which then made May kinda bitter on two levels but I actually wanted it to be more about their friendship and the ways that can fall apart and also wanted Eddie to kinda be a real hopeless romantic who wouldn't really do that but my god it's all coming together lmaooo.

So yeah can totally see it happening that she'd hear about what he does with other girls and end up like shyly explaining everything to Eddie that she just wants it over with in a nice way with somebody who's going to treat her well and not spread everything around after oh my GOD. And Eddie would be kinda apprehensive like no maybe you wanna lose it to somebody you like and then she maybe like half confesses her lil crush and Eddie just can't believe it. Cue sweet virginity loss with Eddie half way through saying she shouldn't get back together with somebody who doesn't treat her right and he'd look after her like this and every other way if she lets him oh noooooooooooo 🥺🥺🥺

But also!!! Just lastly, you've landed on something I'm trying to get across with that reader which is that she's 'innocent' but she's not in naive. Like if she doesn't know what she's doing it's because she's inexperienced, not cause she hasn't talked about sex or, in my mind, read some interesting stuff ykyk. And she wants to do all this stuff pretty badly actually. Like honestly even Andy being a complete dick, if he hadn't just made it too uncomfortable and worrying for her, fully she would have just lost it to him cause she wanted it gone. That was sort of the general motivation to date Andy at all. Just to have a boyfriend and get all those awkward firsts over with, which obviously didn't work out.

This is rambly and incoherent but Jesus you have a fucking sway over my brain cells man. I can't write it. I can't. It would just be no happy endings remix lmao which I can't do but seriously what a concept honestly it actually would probably work out like similarly to tmyg like she loses it to Eddie and starts dating him but still feels this pressure to explain her actions to everyone with this less of the general 'eddie is a Satanist freak' judgement and more of the popular girls seeing him not as boyfriend material but someone you fool around with. Honestly wild.

#also with no happy endings #honestly like I get it like I accept it's not like a he runs after her #kisses her and her foot pops ending #but like it's all there for you to know that's what happens next #a part two would just be like any other fluff fic I guess but like I'm doing that other places idk #maybe I'm too close to it 😅#but yeah thank you for this manicpixiedreamcurl cinematic universe lmaoooooo #honestly what a thought #🧠 anon #ask

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Last night...was a little bit lovely. I came by to give you gifts and we sat in the car. But I thought it was cute when you first got in we both just sat there for a minute...like a few minutes.. in silence...then you just reached for me and said "come here" and hugged me. And you didn't let go right away either. You held me for a minute and I know you took some breaths in the crook of my neck. Then you kissed my temple. Then you kissed my cheek, then you moved me by chin and kissed me. It was deep but quick.

We sat and talked in the car before I finally got brave and asked what we were doing here. You asked if we could go get beer...but you promised not to drink it while I was over. So when we got back we went inside.

I told you that you couldn't open the present while I wa there bc if they were dumb I would be embarrassed...you were a little upset but I didn't expect you to actually not open them. YOUR ROOM IS SO FUCKING WARM. I honestly could not do it. Its so hot. But I was cold so I enjoyed it at first.

We took our layers off. I laughed seeing you in your boxers for whatever reason, I am a child. And you kissed me on the forehead with the cutest smirk on your face. Then I took all my layers off down to my leggings and tshirt. You laughed at all my layers, "for survival" you call them ☺

Then we sat on your bed and talked for a while. You showed me the cute handmade card that your niece made you. She's 9. She isn't good at spelling. Shes...one year younger than your son.

You turned your lights off...I thought you would immediately go to spicy time but you didn't. We just laid there, cuddling.. the best type of cuddling...where you move around a lot but you mold to each other while you talk. You would scoot me closer to you, I would hug you you tighter when I rolled over. It was...intimate, but also cute bc we kept sitting up randomly to share something stupid or just stretch. Then we'd go right back to the mold. We wrapped ourselves around each other and shared little kisses while also talking nonstop for hours...

At one point you moved into a full wrap of my body. Legs around my legs, hands up under the shirt, pulling me super close, head on my chest, my hands in your hair pulling you tight, breathing heavy bc you're showing me so much affection...you said

"Wow, you're actually burning up. Im actually cooler than you to touch"

"I get nervous and I get super hot and my skin burns"

"Is that why your hearts beating so fast? Are you..nervous?"

"Of course I am, look who you're talking to...i still keep wondering in my head why this hot guy would even be talking to me...My palms are swamped.."

"My palms are actually being warmed up by how hot you are, that never happens ever...you know I think you're a super cutie. And not just how you look, your personality is adorable too....do you want me to open a window?"

"Yes pls"

Then you got up and opened the window and came back immediately to get in the same position. We just held each other and talked. I ran my fingers through your hair while we talked and you stroked my thighs with your thumb. Rotating between my thigh and my back. We talked so much. And when we were talking it was almost a whisper except when i would laugh and itd be loud which would make you laugh.

Then at one point I yawned....I yawned and you immediately went into action mode. But in the cutest way possible.

You told me you wanted to give me a good gift before I got too sleepy.

(Sorry to get graphic)

We were all wrapped up facing each other and started kissing. And your kisses~~~ my god ♡ we kissed all night but you bit my lip this time...hehehe

We were kissing a lot. And you've told me that my kisses turn you on but I wanted to test the theory. So were kissing and I passionately bite your lip and you made the most sexy groan I have ever heard 🤤 then you got super into it...and we kept fucking making out. You were grabbing me pulling me closer while we kissed. Then I bit your lip again and you were fucking ready. You asked if it was okay first and of course it was so you literally ripped my undies down. You asked me to tell you what I wanted too, so I walked you through it...which I thought was very intimate. you listened and it was amazing, truly. Its nice that you actually did what I wanted...

Then you were on top of me so fast, sticking it in. But it was different this time somehow and I hope this isn't all in my head. You.. you fucked more passionately. We were just all about each other. You didn't get very rough this time...you held me really close instead, and your kisses during were so...fucking hot. You kept pulling my head up or down accordingly to kiss me. Deep kisses while I moaned in your mouth and I could tell you liked that. You kept putting your hand on my face and neck too which was different, usually im the only one that does that. And you stayed very close to me, always facing each other so we could kiss and you looked me in the eyes a few times which always freaks me out but with you it was okay. We didn't dirty talk this time either and you didn't tell me to be more quiet. You just...fucked me very nicely. And when I came you told me I was fucking hot, which you've never said before. Then you stopped for a brief second and I asked if it was okay for you to or if I wanted to keep going 🤤 when I said it was okay for you to cum you went a little fast but you kept me very close. Holding me tightly, you asked if I could moan in your ear because you really like the sounds I make. So I did, and i think you really liked it bc you gave me the deep kind of fucking. Not too fast though. Then I was going to cum again and you asked if I was and you actually let me before you did. You couldn't last long after that. But you also make sure not to go in me bc that freaks me out still and ive told you that and you've been very respectful about it. You did apologize a lot for getting your stuff in my shirt. Then you gave me one of your clean shirts to wear.

Afterwards we sat there a while just talking about dumb stuff until I got brave enough to ask you if we coukd cuddle for a little bit. I thought you might say no or be grumpy about it or want me to leave, but you just said "of course" and you big spooned me while we talked more and laughed about dumb things. Then you got up to get us water and when you came back we sat on the edge of the bed for a while until I decided to get behind you and I wrapped my legs around you from behind and held you close with my head resting on your back. We stayed like that a long time...

Then my phone rang and I suggested I should probably go home. And you said okay but when I got off the bed you pulled me in and we held each other a while. You sitting on the edge of the bed and me standing up. My arms around your shoulders, hand in your hair. I kissed your forehead a lot.

You touched me more than you have before. In small ways. Like we didn't cuddle much before but this time we did a lot. You kept me close to you this time. You kept pulling me closer to you. You gave me many forehead/cheek kisses this time. You'd put your hand on my cheek and I'd kiss it. You'd put our faces very close to each other. Even a small thing I noticed was...we were laying down and id get up to stretch and the last few times I came over we would lay beside each other but not touch much. This time when id go to lay back down you had your arms open for me to fall back into and you would wrap them back around me.

Finally I was ready to go but we just kept hugging. Eventually tho I really had to go so you walked me out to the door but we got distracted petting your cat. Then when I finally got to the door you stopped me and kissed me. Kissed me very nicely. With a lot of feels in there this time. And then I went to leave and you told me "please don't fall down my steps" which I didn't.

And this time when I left you messaged me first....for the first time. That made me happy. You liked your gifts and actually used exclamation points!!!!

I keep thinking about how this time when I came over it felt different. All the other times I felt like I was just there for sex. It was pretty obvious bc it was late at night the past few times I went there. This time it wasn't. It felt like this time you actually wanted me to be there.. you were so cuddly. And you laughed more. And talked more.

I enjoyed it .. and I kinda can't stop thinking about it.

#lenny

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minouyujis · 2 years

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omg i love ur lovestruck reader so much T__T they're so cute!!! cccan we pls see lovestruck reader with jealous gumi ? <33333

a/n: yesyesyes!!! thank you for your sweet feedback <3 i hope this fulfills what you were looking for! lovestruck reader is probably my favorite thing atm! i can't really see her canon with anyone other than gumi <3

JEALOUSY . . . megumi x lovestruck!reader

"do you like cuddling?"

"i'm not gonna cuddle you, y/n."

"but why?"

"there's no reason needed. i'm busy."

she puffed her bottom lip. "gumi-bear, you're being so.. goomi today," he rolled his eyes at the new nickname she made for him, not really paying attention to any attempt she tried to throw at him as he continued to fix the clogged sink gojo had caused, since apparently he 'forgot' to dispose of his left over food into the trash instead of the disposable for the dishes.

y/n watched him from across, herself sat onto the island, hands set onto the rails each beside her and her feet crossed. "you know you've been at this for almost three hours by now, right?"

"for the love of god, y/n," he was starting to get aggravated, and she knew it. "please."

everyone knew it doesn't require megumi much to say anything for them to know how he feels. if he is going to feel pissed, it's going to be evident just by his body language. it didn't take a genius for anyone to come to terms with his evident mood swings. he could tell y/n was in a mood too. she wasn't being as lovey as she usually was with him, the consistent amount of agigating questions was never ending. she never really got this irritable unless she was doing it on purpose. it was only because his attitude starting making her gain one as well, and he was not having it.

the girl sighed in exasperation, tired of having to try to gain his attention when she's never had a problem with doing that in the first place. this had definitely been a new thing to him, but he didn't think it had been that serious until she got up to leave him before mumbling "i'm gonna go cuddle toge. at least he knows how to have fun," under her breath.

if megumi wasn't already mad enough as is because the garbage disposal wouldn't co-operate with him, he was fucking livid.

"tell him i said good luck. he's gonna need it dealing with you."

he wouldn't have felt like such a dick if he were to say it to itadori. to gojo. to panda. but after coming to terms with the fact that he heard small sniffles coming from the front of her cheeks, he finally gave her the attention she came to halt with wanting.

but this was y/n we're talking about. the girl who was head over heels for anything anybody did in front of her, especially when it came to him. they weren't even dating yet and now he feels like he's just made his significant other cry over a fly.

"i hope you feel better fushiguro," she spoke without turning to him, his eyes slightly widening at the last name terms. "because you deserve a break after working so hard."

and even after how ignorant megumi was to the poor girl, it was evident that she was always going to be such a kind hearted loving person towards him. this is how she's always been.

deciding to let her run towards inumaki's dorm without a fight, he sighed. megumi is not the type to chase after someone, so what's the point of doing it now?

so back to fixing the broken garbage disposal he did.

what's wrong? "takana."

"oh, no toge-kun, i don't have a katana on me right now, sorry."

no. "okaka."

"oh!" y/n spoke, realizing that she misunderstood his limited vocabulary for a sword. "i'm sorry! can you repeat that? i spaced out," she said, snuggling closer into his arm as they both laid on his bed, watching whatever video that was displayed on the laptop placed onto his lap. he gave her a small nod. what's wrong? "takana."

"ugh, gumi-bear is just being grumpy right now. but for some reason, i don't want to be around him when he's like that, and i usually can always tolerate him when he's grumpy..." she mumbled, placing a finger on her chin as she looked up to his ceiling as if she were thinking hard. inumaki hummed in response, his way of telling her to continue as he kept his gaze onto the video that was playing on the screen, letting her keep her hold on his arm. "call me crazy but, i think i'm probably just being way too clingy with him."

talk about the obvious. maybe he's busy. "ikura." he responded. y/n, having been taking out of her state of trance, looked up at the boy who was still watching the video. "you're right my love. maybe i'll just give him a break. you want something to eat?"

yes. "shake."

"where ya goin, y/n?"

the girl turned her head towards her name being called only to reveal gojo who had been keeping megumi company ever since she left his side. he's still working on this? "u-uh oh! i'm going to go and get me and toge food real quick, we're having a movie night in his room."

"oh?" gojo says in a teasing manner, his hidden eyes under his mask now towards megumi. y/n looks at them in confusion, megumi never leaving his vision off of the sink as he continues to work. "do you need any money for the food? i'm not a cheap, you know. if you want something expensive, just use my card~"

"it's okay sensei!" she spoke, waving him off as a decline. "i still don't know the difference between debit or credit. you're so kind, did you know that?"

"y/n-chan, you flatter me so much!"

"i can't help it when you're the best sensei! you're literally offering to pay for our food!"

"anything for my favorite student, y/n-chan!~"

"aw sensei, please! you're so–"

"are you leaving yet?" megumi fumes. of course he had to be the one to ruin the fun. the only thing that could be heard from the three was the small chuckles that gojo had oh so tried to cover up under his mouth. y/n pouted, making her way out of the area causing the first year to sigh, putting his focus back onto the disposal. the teacher takes this as an opportunity to mess with him. "jealous much?"

this earns gojo a punch in the face. rule number one in his book (which he completely forgot about) never mess with a zenin when they're pissed. "i'm trying to fix your mistake, and with you two bickering like children it's hard to concentrate."

"good job megumi. but it's embarrassing that it's taking you this long to fix it."

"i'm going to make sure that blindfold is permanently around your eyes."

"harsh, gumi!" gojo whines like a toddler. "why don't you let me fix it for you, yeah? since its 'my mistake'. geez, kid's these days! where are your manners, huh?" his taunting is never ending, but it takes off a stress that sits on the teen boys shoulders, him finally being able to leave the area that was keeping him busy for the last few hours of his day. "oh! i'm not dumb by the way. i heard what you said to her."

as if he couldn't been more annoyed. "what?" megumi speaks. gojo looks up from his task with an eyebrow raise. "don't act dumb fushiguro. it's not likely of you to do that. go say sorry to that poor girl!" megumi takes this as an excuse to keep walking away from the scene, blocking out the voice of the white-haired man. "oi- i'm talking to you! you better say sorry or i'll feed you to sukuna!"

i'd rather be eaten alive by sukuna himself than hear you say another word, megumi thinks to himself with a dull expression.

the walk back to the dormitories was shorter than y/n anticipated.

toge's food was still warm enough for him to tolerate, just a simple bento box he requested on her way back. she wasn't in the mood to eat hence why she had only asked the cursed speech user if he was hungry.

megumi thinks she babying him, he thinks. but he doesn't admit that out loud.

if it hadn't already been much of a coincidence, running into said boy on her way to the second years dorm room was adding onto her list. "hey gumi.."

giving her a slight nod in notice, he paused and looked towards her bag. she immediately realized, "oh! these are for toge bear. he wanted food so i got it for him."

"toge bear?" megumi cringed. it had probably sounded indifferent towards him because he was so used to her calling him nicknames like that only. the girl would only nod in oblivion. "yeah! we're having movie night. i'll see you around, okay?" hearing this had made him sulk in his spot. he still felt bad. there was no chance of him apologizing with the amount of times she's been blowing him off without even realizing it.

he can't really blame her. he was being a dick to the poor girl earlier.

"oh!" y/n stopped in her tracks, getting ready to turn her head to catch the boy before they both parted ways. "i almost forgot. i'm sorry for being annoying earlier—gumi?" she paused.

megumi was literally sulking in front of her. in between them, this was a hidden message that only she understood in his body language. he felt guilty and she knew it. so suddenly, the food had been forgotten as she kindly left it on the floor instead of dropping it in itself.

speed walking towards him, she quickly embraced him in a warm hug, not minding if he didn't return it. it wasn't usual for him to do it in the first place. even if she had always been appropriately physical with him where he wouldn't reciprocate, y/n knew that he meant well. he was shy when it came to this stuff. "gumi, what's wrong?"

breaking the silence was a first. looking up from his chest she put her face in, megumi looked back down at her, still not returning the feeling of her embrace as she had her arms around his waist lazily. "i don't know how to explain it."

"does it have something to do with earlier?" she continues, never breaking eye contact. he sighed in response, the girl taking this as a yes. y/n knew that megumi was terrible speaker when it came to having to be affectionate, and even if they weren't together in the first place she respected his boundaries and so did he.

he always enjoyed it when she was lovestruck over him, so having her act so suddenly towards inumaki makes him envious. "you know i'm not mad at you, right gumi?" y/n speaks. he nods.

"yeah," he sighs. "i shouldn't have acted so brash towards you in the first place." this caused her to let out a small giggle. megumi was letting his guard down, something he only usually reserved for her. "wanna have our own movie night? i can just cancel on toge tonight. i know he wouldn't mind!"

"okay," megumi speaks in a softer tone, finally wrapping his arms around her. turning to leave hand in hand, he retracks his steps, forgetting on what he was going to do in the first place. but it didn't matter anymore once he was going to be content with letting himself fall asleep in her arms.

extra:

New message from: Toge

"inumaki-senpai just texted me," megumi speaks, disrupting the comfort both him and y/n had been in as they watched a random romance story she was intrigued in.

ironic.

"what he say gumi-bear?" she speaks, lifting her head slightly off of his chest where they had been for cuddling. megumi stares at his phone, cringing at what he was witnessing with the amount of messages inumaki was sending back to back.

"oh... my god."

toge: ur kidding

toge: ur kidding right

toge: first u steal my movie buddy

toge: and then u make her make my FOOD COLD

toge: UR KIDDING RIGHT

toge: IM GOING TO COME IN UR ROOM AND SCREAM MAKE ME FOOD

toge: SALMON TUNA RICE

toge: SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN FUSHIGURO

Toge has blocked you.

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“ dating hcs ” [ hawks ]

→ summary: the mandatory, cliche what dating keigo takami would include hcs

→ pairing: hawks x gn!reader

→ word count: 2,001... oh my god i am very sorry.

→ warnings: gn!reader, reader's picked up at least once, nothing much- just a bunch of fluff, mentions of food and eating, reader's picked up, mentions of necklaces ??. i've been working on these for so long T-T pls be nice i'll cry. also @call-me-ko ily

• Keigo is a caretaker by nature, an innate little part of his brain screaming to look after you. Giving you attention and pouring all his extra time and energy into you gives him an outlet. He's always considering you, paying attention to you and notices every minuscule expression.

• He trusts you to a fault. Trusts you with his life. There's nothing he has that he wouldn't give you, that he wouldn't entrust in you. He refuses to keep unnecessary secrets, everything and anything is shared between you. Hates feeling like he'll make you feel like he doesn't trust you and wants you to be able to rely on him for anything.

• He's insanely protective of you, circling back to his need to look after you, even though he knows you can handle yourself. No matter if you're a fellow hero, a sidekick, or a civilian- he is always going to worry about you. Keigo always makes sure to leave at least one feather with you at all times, stashing it away in a coat or bag you carry often. He is also very prepared to drop patrol at even the slightest inkling of you being in danger.

• Keigo makes sure to send you a minimum of twenty texts a day and calls you at least twice, when he's leaving in the morning and when he's on his way home. They're never too involved, pictures of pretty leaves or flowers he sees throughout the day and make him think of you or his melodramatic anguish over the weather whenever it rains. Send you little reviews of the lunch you'd made for him, always glowing even if you're an average cook.

• He's also one of the nosiest people you know. Loves to hear any and all gossip you have, even if he has no idea who it's about. He just likes talking about people. Whenever you're on the phone with a friend and he knows that you’re complaining about someone, he presses himself against your side and listens in. He does it so often you've just started to have them on speakerphone. He likes hearing about less complicated problems and is an oddly amazing problem solver when it comes to petty issues.

• Keigo is completely shameless with affection and encourages you to be the same. If the urge to wrap himself over your shoulders or kiss you overtakes- he's acting on it. If you seem flustered he'll just curve his wings over you.

• He constantly has some sort of touch on you, your hand in his, playing with the rings on your fingers, or you tucked under an arm no matter where you are. Anytime you are sat down or laying down, he's draped over you with your hands in his hair. He'll also decide when you're standing beside each other to just drop all his body weight onto you and lean against you with his chin hooked in your shoulder. Loves to do it when he's bored at an event or you're cooking dinner, he likes to have all your attention on him.

• His favourite forms of affection are the ones that you don't expect. He'll hook a finger under your chin so he can sneak a kiss on your cheek or wrap his arms around you when you're in the middle of something else. If he ever finds out your ticklish anywhere, he will take advantage of that in the worst times.

• Keigo insists on sharing food. It doesn't matter if it's a full meal or piece of chocolate- he wants to split it. If you ever offer for him to taste something you're eating or drinking he always bites from the same spot and wants to eat off the same utensils.

• He's a hopeless romantic at heart, spent too many movie nights watching cheesy rom-coms, and gets overwhelming urges to shower you in any affections he can think of. He sends roses to you for a week straight for no reason and leaves small gifts all over the apartment for you to find. Keigo will come home some days and start waxing poetic and kissing the back of your hand.

• Goes beyond and above for any birthdays or anniversaries. Plans elaborate picnics on a rooftop, always with the best view of the sunsets, and builds your bouquets. He always manages to know the exact kind of gift you'd want.

• Loves having you wedged between his legs with your back to his chest while you watch movies. Wraps arms around your waist and drapes his wings over you. Always hooks his chin over your shoulder so he can nose at your jaw and neck.

• Keigo loves skin-ship so much and will take every opportunity to get it. He values any skin on skin contact he can get from you, nosing into your neck or letting you run your fingers through his hair, scratching at his scalp. He refuses to fall asleep if he can have his hands on your stomach under your skirt and his face in the crook of your neck.

• Keigo looks after you physically, too- preens you. He'll always fix stray hairs your correct anything that went awry on your clothing. He doesn't even notice he does it, hands moving on their own to straighten your necklaces or turn your rings. He keeps your hair ties on his wrist so he can put your hair up.

• He's always used his wings as an extension of him and when it comes to you- it's no different. Whenever you're cold, he tucks you into the crook of a wing and pushes you against his side or he'll press his chest to your back and tuck both wings over you. When it gets hot outside he'll lift one over your head to keep you out of the sun or to keep you dry when it rains, you always feel bad after it rains so you preen them for him. He uses them to keep you from the paparazzi too, using them to envelop you and hide you from the situation- especially if they make you anxious or uncomfortable.

• He's a menace when he sees you out while he's on patrol. You could be grocery shopping or coming back from lunch with your friends but the moment he sees you, he has his arms hooked under your knees and arms. Always comes from behind and laughs when you shriek and cling onto his lapels.

• Also anytime he sees you walking around and he decides not to pick you up or you spot him first, he refuses to let you be. Follows you around, hovering a foot above you, and talks the entire block. No amount of telling him "he has work to do" will get him to leave. Claims he's just "doing his duty- ensuring the safety of a civilian." He's not.

• Keigo loves to sweep you off your feet. He'll find the worst times possible to sweep your legs with a wing so he can catch you in his arms. Princess carries you for twenty minutes afterwards, boasting about being your hero.

• Thrives off your praise. He's having his best day whenever you're admiring him or complimenting the smallest little details about him. Takes advantage of the days after shoots or he exhaustively preens his feathers- spreading their entire wingspan so they catch the light or wearing tighter shirts and purposely flexing when reaching over you.

• He loves giving you gifts so much. Not just expensive stuff- though he definitely does that too. He'll see something when out that makes him think of you, how pretty you'd look in it, and gets it without thinking. Jewellery is probably the most common expense gift he gets, mostly because he likes clasping necklaces onto you and letting his fingers trace the back of your neck.

• Adores flight dates- and not just the impromptu ones- but softer ones. Always knows when the sky will look its prettiest and which buildings give the best views. Bundles you up in a scarf and jacket, though he does tend to under prepare you for the cold so you can nestle into him, and tucks you into his arms. He knows the skies over your apartment like the back of his hand. Could probably navigate it with his eyes closed, which with how much he spends staring at your awed and sunkissed face he does.

• Keigo despises working nights because night shifts mean he has to leave you alone. He hates feeling like he's neglecting you, which he KNOWS you don't think he is and tries his best to avoid them. When he doesn't have a choice, he'll spam you with texts and calls- talks you to sleep. Away missions are the worst, though, he's barely able to fall asleep without your heartbeat under his ear and hands in his hair. He just loves you and being without you feels like he's lost a limb.

• Uses hugs to recharge every night, even more so after he's been away, pulls you flush against him and tucks his face into your neck. His fingers digging into your back and wings crushing you to him. Rubs his nose back and forth on your neck and presses your foreheads together. He spends so much of his day worried about not being able to come back to you that having you in front of him is the only way to calm down.

• Keigo is an incredibly loyal person, destructively so, and he loves SO hard. So much about his life is stressful that having you to come back to, someone to be calm and soft with, matters more than anything. Having someone to love and support him unconditionally for the first time.

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