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angsty-omi · 3 years

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radio stations

sakusa kiyoomi x reader

sequel to drivers license

it’s been years since your last encounter with sakusa.

honestly, you should thank him. why? without him, you wouldn’t have dropped your first single right now. funny enough, it’s called ‘drivers license.’ how fitting. pouring your whole heart out into words allowed forgiveness. not just with sakusa. not just with hana. but to forgive yourself. during the past few years, you slowly pieced yourself back together. it was only later till you realized you weren’t the problem.

thus led to the present, where your song was immediately picked up by the media.

you weren’t the only one feeling depressed.

ever since that day, sakusa was consumed by the guilt that he himself caused. every night, the small sliver of time where it’s just him and his thoughts before bed, he thinks of you. thinks about how your lips tasted. thinks about your smile, which in his eyes did light up the world... and then he remembered what he did to you. god, does he remember the physical sound of your car speeding away. how when hana kissed him abruptly as a “goodbye,” and was supposedly going to beg for your forgiveness afterwards. it never happened. hana simply just moved on to other people. him, however, knew you deserved better.

so why did it hurt so much?

so much so, sakusa swore to never let anyone close again. his emotions were monotonous, and his teammates thought he was a robot. wake up. volleyball. eat. sleep. repeat. that’s what he’s been doing so far, and it seemed to have been working. he doesn’t think about you all the time, he slowly is gaining acquaintances, and honestly he was moving on.

or so he thought.

on the drive home from a late practice, he looked at the clock. it was 12 AM. in order to prevent him from drifting off to sleep, he turned on the radio.

big mistake.

little did he know, it was your debut day. the radio station had offered to stream it because you were a local.

“i got my driver’s license last week, just like we always talked about.”

sakusa’s eyes widened. he knew this voice. the same voice that would bicker with him on whether that turn was legal or not. he put the volume button louder.

“and you’re probably with that blonde girl, the who made me doubt”

“oh how wrong you were” sakusa thought while inadvertently chuckling.

“today i drove through the suburbs crying cause’ you weren’t around”

sakusa clenched his steering wheel. it’s been so long since he continuously thought about you. and now it’s all coming back to him.

“and i know we weren’t perfect but i’ve never felt this way for no one”

sakusa pulled over. “i was her first love?,” he thought. so much confusion hit him all at once. when he really thought about it, he never got closure either. he didn’t truly know how you felt about him. all he had to think about was that kiss.

“and i just can’t imagine how you could be so okay now that i’m gone”

that lyric. that was the one that finally broke him.

“i’m not okay y/n, i haven’t been for a long time” he sobbed. he lightly punched the steering wheel. he wondered what would’ve happened if he never hooked up with hana. would this heart-wrenching song not exist? he couldn’t hear anymore. he physically couldn’t. so he slammed it off, almost breaking his speaker switches.

when he finally got home. all he needed was to shower. all his tears were now dirty with regret. his apartment was pretty high in the complex, so it took him even longer to get to the shower. in the mean time, his thumb was hovering over your contact information. debating on whether he should call you or delete your number. he threw his phone down in frustration. as soon as that the elevator doors opened, and he swore he saw a ghost.

it was you. a mature version of you. your hair was cut roughly shoulder-length, your style became girlier, and your whole ambiance was different. in addition, you were leaning on his door.

he fell to his knees.

“sakusa! are you okay?!” you panicked. you saw him from afar, and rushed over to him. he looked well- horrible. his eyes were baggy and swollen and his fists were all bruised from hitting the wheel too much.

no answer from him. he did, however, touch the side of your cheek endearingly.

“it’s really you” he shockingly whispered. you snuggled up against his touch. his hand felt so warm and so... right.

“would it even be okay if you let him in again?” you pondered to yourself.

as you helped him into his extravagant apartment, he showered. a nice long 45-minute shower, enough to pull himself together.

“it was you. you were out there on the couch, and awkwardly fiddling with your fingers nonetheless.” he thought to himself.

as soon as he got dressed, he walked out of his single bedroom. he slowly sat in front of you, trying to read the room. you just nodded and your eyes started boring into each other. neither of you knew where to start, so he took initiative by telling you what happened with him and hana. including the part where she kissed him as a goodbye and promising to apologize to you.

“that bitch never did,” you both spilled with laughter.

once both of you calmed down, he sighs “y/n, i have not been okay ever since that day. i’ve had okay days, but it was never a longing feeling. with you, it felt like my days were carefree and wild. wild in the sense you would mistakenly drive past a red light-”

you scoffed, “i am actually a great driver!”

“no you’re not”

“yeah huh”

“no”

“yes”

“no”

“y-“

“anyways,” he cut you off. “what i am trying to say is that i’ve never met anyone like you, nor do i want to find someone like you. i just want you.” he said with dead-serious eyes.

there was only silence.

until you stood up from him, and his face was pale. he thought you were leaving for the second time. this time he would really accept your choice and it, again, panged his heart.

but you weren’t leaving.

you were walking over to his speaker, connecting it and playing your song. however, you skipped to a specific part in it. the end. the part where he didn’t listen to due to his breakdown. you sat back down i front of him and unpaused at the part.

“cause i still fucking love you babe.”

a/n: so many requests for a part 2!! here it is. you guys can imagine what happened next. they live happily ever after. fun fact i’ve actually never done a fluff ending before.

#haikyuu angst #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #sakusa angst #sakusa x reader #haikyuu fluff

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utterlyhopeful-fics · 3 years

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Midnight Magic

A/N: Wrote a smutty part 2 to accompany you lovely folks! 🥰🥰

MASTERLIST

Henry Cavill x Reader

Also, if I keep tagging you and you’re not interested or want to be tagged; please let know!

Word Count: 1855k

Warnings: MUCH PROMISED FLUFF, dirty talk, implied smut, foreplay, kissing, language, teasing

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Y/N wasn’t someone to demand attention but tonight was a different story entirely. Whether it be the holiday magic in the air or the sheer happiness exuding from her beaming smile, they’d never know for sure. She glazed into the fireplace awaiting the arrival of her midnight kiss to show up. The embers flickered uncontrollably creating a spellbinding illusion of comfort. The cerulean blue hue of her dress was majestically magnificent, custom designed to perfection leaving little to the imagination. Paired with a sexy high slit revealed the majority of her right leg; just enough access.

This New Year’s Eve Henry had the peculiar notion to get dressed up as if they were enjoying the evening out. Y/N almost died of happiness then and there seeing the childish reflection in her husband’s hypnotic orbs. 2020 was one helluva year and though it brought them closer than ever as a couple, Y/N wasn’t blind to the hardships occurring throughout the world.

His loins stirred excitedly as lust glazed over his features growing semi-hard. The only barrier holding them from going at it like teenagers. He licked his lips in anticipation eager to have his wife all to himself. No lavish parties or parades of people to entertain this year, just the lot of them, alone and horny. He continued admiring her from afar pouring two flutes of champagne for the pair.

“You look positively scrumptious this evening, Mrs. Cavill.”

Henry silently crept from behind sneaking up unsuspectingly slow. Goosebumps riddled her gorgeous skin rippling in masses. His breath ticked the tiny, delicate hair adorning her neck shooting a pleasurable surge to her limbs. Both endlessly love drunk on one another. His sensational touch alone kicked every sense into overdrive, heightened every emotion he emitted. Y/N reached back entangling her fingers with his newly deemed ‘quarantine curls’ she’d loved to tug on. Small bites traced down her neck leaving small marks in his wake of destruction.

“May I add how delectable you are in a tuxedo, Hen? My god, my poor ovaries must be working overtime.”

A salacious smirk broke out on his lips eyeing her lustfully.

“You haven’t the finest clue what I want to do to you right now, my love.”

Her hips grinded back on their on accord knocking the air from his lungs. All his remaining blood rushed to the tip of his cock as his belly stirred in playful chaos. They swayed back and forth to the melody playing in the background both reflecting on their last year together.

Henry lined himself up with the shell of her ear wrapping his bulky arm firmly around her waist drawing her as close as possible.

“I’m truly astounded this is our 12th year celebrating as a couple.”

Y/N smiled thinking back when they first met. The year was 2008, Henry was a newly promoted regular to a Showtime series called The Tudors. Y/N was a brilliant writer, the brains behind the complex operation. Henry considered her the beauty and brains; Y/N hated when he talked down about himself saying she’d never once doubted the man who became a wonderful husband and even better daddy.

One unparticular day he’d spotted her struggling to balance a pretty hefty pile of scripts and tumbled right into him. Luckily, his super-size and strength kicked in just in time catching the eye of the attractive stranger. In that moment, Henry knew there was something about this woman he craved to figure out. He was just the lucky bastard on the reciprocating end.

“And thank god your parents volunteered to take the kiddos for the evening. Some private adult time is just what the doctor ordered. We owe them BIG time.”

Y/N winked leading him to decipher the meaning behind her blanket statements. She stepped from his grasp breaking his hold on her. He whined at the loss causing Y/N to eye him curiously.

Oh, you little tease.

Henry’s frisky nature broke through lighting the atmosphere around them. Due to the ongoing pandemic and what not, Henry and Y/N found themselves in wintry London at their main hub of a home. Henry’s roots were deep-rooted and his plea so passionate as she agreed to move across the world with him. Their lives halted for the better allowing the family to spend more time than usual as a unit. Though initially hectic and overwhelming, they were secretly thankful for these little moments with their four children. It was a time they so dearly valued at their imaginative ages.

“Oh, I bet my pops could sense the sexual tension oozing off you, darling. You smell mouthwatering.”

“Hush! Besides it is completely natural to pursue a sexual relationship with my husband outside of our children. Gotta keep you coming back for more…”

“Oh sweets, you have no earthly idea how bad I want to fuck you every day of my existence. You are absolutely divine and somehow all mine.”

“I can’t take all the credit. Nobody’s ever made me cum the way you managed to figure out. You play me like a damn instrument.”

“With pleasure.”

“Ugh, you’re insatiable.”

“Oh, come on. Your sex drive is just as insane as mine. Admit it!”

Y/N bit the inside of her lip collecting her thoughts. Henry pried and teased her ribs forcing her to his whims.

“Fine, fine, you win! I’m a ravenous feign when it comes to you. You’d think having kids would cool my jets but then I see these gorgeous faces I birthed and it’s like I reset. Poof, just like that.”

“Well you’re a phenomenal Mum and quite the MILF too.”

Henry inhaled her perfumed scent taking a long sip of bubbly; anything to keep him from combusting.

“Let’s toast, love. We must.”

“My my, how time flies when you’re having fun.”

Her manicured fingers reached for the chilled glass looking up at Henry and his three-month-old beard. She rose her glass slightly higher in preparation for his speech. Her eyes gleamed with pride as she admired her husband.

“Thank you for loving me, Henry. Seriously, you changed my life in so many profound ways.”

The sap in him was beginning to show as his eyes watered with unshed tears; “My love, it is I who should be thanking for you the unending shower of love and affection. You are the beautiful mother of our four wonderous kids who are the absolute lights of my life because of you. You’re a woman worthy of many praises than my silly ramblings. Cheers to you and for another adventure of a year!”

She swatted his chest immediately shutting him up; “Don’t say that! I am just as equally lucky to have found someone who gets me for …me. It’s a wonderful feeling to have you by my side even if I did have to kiss a few frogs.”

“No doubt I the best possible selection.”

Y/N played along jesting back; “I wouldn’t go that far, maybe the easiest?”

Gob smacked Henry’s wit was rapid fire; “If memory serves, you were there too. And just as ravenous.”

“I was about to get nailed by an insanely hot British man. Can you blame me?”

“One look from you and I was a bloody puddle. I had to recite rugby players to keep from losing my shit.”

No matter life’s challenges the past years of their lives, their resolution to stay equals and lovers was stronger than ever. A sinful glow overcame Y/N as she stared directly up at him; “Cheers to you fucking me stupid then?”

“As you wish.”

She refused to glance away maintaining his smoldering gaze; her Y/C eyes screamed sex. His pupils dilated just as his heart speed up voraciously. Both subconsciously tilted their heads oppositely neither daring to move first, unwilling to yield. Y/N challenged his masculinity testing him. Many words could be used to describe Y/N but priss wasn’t one of them.

“Oi, you are a true keeper.”

Y/N checked the matching wrist watch completing her outfit; “T-minus 15 seconds until 2021 is here.”

Still unbreaking of her gaze, Henry stayed silent taking in the beauty of his wife. He could stare at her for the rest of his god given days and die a spectacularly happy man.

10,9,8

“Oh Hen, another marvelous journey with you. Can’t wait to see what 2021 has in store for us.”

7,6

She stared down at his inviting pout unable to look away nor did she truly want to.

“Maybe thinking about another baby?”

Her eyes bulged from her skull as shock illuminated from her pores.

“You’re joshing me?”

His lack of response was more than confirmation enough.

5,4

“There’s something so ridiculously sexy about you being pregnant. I always knew I wanted kids but with you, oh with you I want to have as many as humanly possible. Our very own football team.”

Confusion stamped her features at his terminology. Sometimes Henry forgot they were from different countries.

“Football as in soccer. You know the game with the checkered ba—”

Y/N cut him off; “Jeez baby, save your mansplaining. I’ve been on this side of the pond long enough to understand your oh so clever references.”

3,2

The pros and cons bounced around in her head, doubt never far behind but the mischievous joy coming off him was tantalizing; “Let’s do it.”

2,1

Cheers rang ecstatically from the television as fireworks commanded their attention but they only had eyes for one another. Henry closed the gap kissing her feverishly. He was forever seared into her brain ruined for all other men. Lost in the moment, Y/N barely had time to set her glass down untrusting of her own balance anymore. Henry followed shortly behind. Now with her newfound freedom, Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck locking him in place. His questioning tone was almost cause for concern before his façade shattered.

“Really? I do so enjoy seeing you round with my babe. So, fucking irresistible.”

Henry’s jacket was long removed strewn over the couch. That left him standing only in his tight button up and trousers. Y/N merely leaned back his direction bringing his attention towards the zipper aligning her spine. Henry chuckled undoing her dress too easily watching the zipper flair apart. He couldn’t resist admiring the flex of her muscles and how striking she was. Tugging the material over the curvy hips, Y/N noticed Henry was far too overdressed.

“Take off your clothes, now.”

“You bossin me round, babe?”

His muscular tush ignited in minimal pain as her hand connected with his ass whipping rather harshly. A small red welt appeared instantly. Henry stood shocked as Y/N’s smug smile decorated her face.

“You really shouldn’t push me. I don’t like my authority questioned.”

Henry’s mood shifted at her use of roleplay knowing he was in for a well and good night. Henry stripped removing his boxer briefs last. Y/N strutted towards her bedside dresser pulling out a pair of metal handcuffs. Dangling them in front of him, she grinned bashfully; “You’re going to sit your ass on that bed and I’m going to tie you up now. Got it?”

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mysmegrace · 3 years

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Hi! I’d love a short fic of Zen with a shy yet bubbly MC in a Christmas Fake Dating scenario <33 Hopefully with some anxious pining and a love confession at the end if that’s okay! I’ve been musing over this sweet scenario for a pretty long time and wanted to make my small dream come true

hey hey hey~ (ew im sounding like my old math teacher lol). i'd love to write that for you! sorry this came out a little late, i've been offline and working on other things. i hope i did this justice!

summary: GD entertainment, the company zen works with, is throwing a christmas party. giving many of the actors special benefits, one of which is a free 2021 computer model for people who had brought in their significant others. zen could really use the upgrade, hence why he asked you to pretend to be his girlfriend for the night. he also asked you because he had feelings for you and figured that tonight would be the perfect night.

topics: christmas time, pretending to date, love confessions, romantic pinning, fluff.

words: 2k

For the Night, Or a Lifetime - Zen x MC

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"are you sure this is alright to do zen..? i mean, what if rumors start to spread or they think badly of us?" you responded briskly. you were worried this would take a hit to his career, not to mention your anxious thoughts building up around the fact that you may have to speak with his boss and co-workers.

when zen had initially showed up 15 minutes prior, you were dumbfounded. last time you had spoke to him on the messenger, he had told you about some work he needed to finish up. yet an hour later, he was at your front door asking for you to act as his girlfriend tomorrow for the companies christmas party.once he had explained why to clear up your confusion, you weren't sure how to react. of course you would like to help him, but what if things didn't go as planned? what if you ended up ruining the night? you weren't secure in your acting abilities either.

"it'd be fine, i promise. we'll just act like a normal couple throughout the night and no one will suspect a thing" you heard him say, breaking your train of thought. looking up to meet his gaze, you quickly broke eye contact to contemplate your next action.

you knew zen could use the new computer, you’ve seen how old his current one was. but the fear of denting his career wouldn’t go away. you look up to meet him again, looking for a sign of reassurance or dismay.

god those puppy eyes you gave to you. how could you say no? giving it another minutes, you eventually give in, saying “alright, but if something starts to happen we have to come clean”.

a breath he was unaware of holding came free as he heard your confirmation. a weight had been lifted off his shoulders because unbeknownst to you, he was planning to come clean about his feelings for you tomorrow night. so far, the plan was going just the way he was hoping for.

“thank you babe, i’ll repay you back for this one day!” he said, giving his gratitude. “i’ll call when i come to pick you up” he adds, before turning to leave. it had already gotten late and he knew better than to stay with you for any longer while the moon was tempting him. no, that stuff would have to wait until the time was right.

watching as he left, the click of the door confirming it, your mind had completely gone blank on you. did that really just happen, you thought. you could hardly contain your excitement once he proposed the plan.

but you knew how the industry and his fans were. sure many were great, but many also say zen as a trophy they could reserve to themselves. a romantic partner could damage his career as allegations and opinions started floating around.

at the same time, it was difficult to hide. you had felt something for him that was so unfamiliar to you. something you could only identify as love. but what if he didn’t feel this same? what if...

enough, you told yourself. it was too late to get emotional and curious about what might happen. perhaps it would be better to rest and let your mind heal it’s anxiety for the time being. so that you did, drifting off while fantasying about the future, though you would never admit that.

a knock at the door caught your attention, allowing you to briefly look up from your phone. the sky had changed as christmas had arrived. everything was ready for your night as you had prepared once he had alerted you of his travel.

opening the door, you gave a smile to greet him. one he returned promptly, pulling you into a friendly embrace. your heart skipped a beat, so anxious that you might do something he wouldn’t like. your body wouldn’t even offer you peace of mind to enjoy the closeness.

eventually letting go, you pulled your jacket on in a swift motion as you followed zen’s footsteps. being led to his motorcycle, a helmet was presented to you. “don’t worry, i’ll be safe. can’t damage precious cargo” he reassured you.

god, was he trying to embarrass you, you thought as you felt yourself heating up. slowly gathering the courage to meet his eyesight again, you found him with a grin plastered across his lower face.

the nerve, though you’d have to let it slide for now. hoping on the ride, you heard the engine rear up as you went on your. wind hitting your face from all angles, moving your hair in whichever way it desired.

pulling up to the event, you fixed your hair the best you could with your fingers with little time to spare. feeling your hand being grabbed, you looked towards zen, expressing a confident smile. in reality, you couldn’t believe what you had gotten yourself into.

taking the lead, zen greeted the people at the entrance in a polite yet swift manner. in your luck, they managed to find the time to question zen about your role to him. “she’s my girlfriend” he answered, before gesturing for the two of you to walk in.

the room was full of traditional christmas decorations with the occasional piece related to acting and performance. you quite liked it if you were honest. your attention was quickly redirected to the co-worker approaching the two of you.

oh no, you thought. what would you say to leave a good impression for zen and yourself as a pretend couple? remembering zen’s past words of advice, being confident and positive, you decided to adopt that attitude for the remainder of the evening.

“hyun, who’s this?” the person asked, leaving an eyebrow subtly raised. zen flashed a quick glance at you before responding “ah, she’s my girlfriend”. now was your time to shine. don’t mess this up, you told yourself.

“hello~ i’m mc. gorgeous event right?” you said with the nicest expression you could muster up. now you were left to hope you didn’t come across as too obnoxious or nervous.

“hello mc, pleasure to meet you” the co-worker greeted, reaching out a hand in your direction. slightly taken aback, you met his hand as you were involved in the handshake. that wasn’t so bad, right? maybe tonight would be easier than expected.

leading you to make a mental note of the three things you wanted to portray yourself as this evening. that being energetic, respectful, and adding in a tad of humor.

this formula seemed to be going well. an hour had already passed and nobody seemed to have a problem with you, openly at least. yet things started going down hill when you had a couple down further in the area whisper “things aren’t adding up with those two”.

a males voice added onto that, saying “i doubt they’re a real couple. look at them, neither one of them has shown the other any form of affection since they’ve gotten here”. you couldn’t find the words to say as you stood in slight horror.

how were they able to catch on? you thought you were doing good all night, making the environment relaxed and laid back. little to your knowledge, zen had heard the couple as well.

without giving it much thought, he knew he had to prove their thoughts wrong. hence why you suddenly felt yourself taken by the hands, pinned against the wall behind you. looking up in shock, you were met with zen’s face going in a kiss. of course, you couldn’t push him away.

kissing him back, he found himself not wanting to stop. his rational mind took over quickly, pulling away. staring at you face to face, you could read the shock in his eyes. as if he was surprised by his actions.

shock was something evident in your mind at the time too. you didn’t know what to think, what to feel. too many emotions were present for you to ever make sense of.

releasing your hands, he subtly went back to your side the same way he was before. almost as if it didn’t happen. yet you promptly heard his voice whisper “can we talk about this later?”.

without giving it much thought, you nodded in reply. you had so many new things to think about, you needed time. but in a good turn of events, the couple were no longer questioning your relationship status.

time passed in a slow motion, though reality reminded you that only an hour had passed once you looked at the clock. people were beginning to say their goodbyes, being given many gifts by the hosts. you and zen included as the computer was given for your leave.

returning to the motorcycle, you put on your helmet once again, as did zen. he would drive as you held onto the gifts in the back. this time, the wind wasn’t a bother to you. it had cooled off the heat from your face, deriving from the sudden actions of zen.

reaching your apartment complex, you got off the vehicle. looking nowhere but down as your feet carried you to your apartment, zen following behind you. as soon as your entered the familiar room, the fatigue from todays events had caught up to you.

now you were left with zen to discuss all that occurred. yet it took you a second to collect yourself for the conversation. you had no idea where this would go, you only hoped it would result in something good.

you heard the males voice begin to speak, “i’m sorry about doing that tonight, i should’ve asked first. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable”. your thoughts paused for a quick second as something new entered. you didn’t want him to feel bad about anything, he didn’t deserve it.

“no no, you didn’t make me uncomfortable, i enjoyed it to be honest” you replied in a haste. your face changed as you really started to take in what you had just told him. you hadn’t meant to let that last part slide.

on second thought, perhaps it was a good thing to get it out there. you couldn’t hide your feelings forever. now it was zen’s time to become a visible shade of pink. were you serious...?

god that made him so happy. the last thing he wanted was to make you uncomfortable and hate him. worried thoughts filled his head for a split second before you came in to save this sanity, as you always did.

“i’m.. glad to hear that. i was worried you would be upset. look, i have something to confess” he started, deciding now was the time. he observed as your eyes became a tad bit bigger as your mouth opened slightly in a curious form.

continuing, he said “i’ve had feelings for you ever since you joined the rfa. i couldn’t understand them at first, thinking i was juust lonely and desperate. but as time goes on, i can understand why”.

“mc, you’ve made my life change for the better. i can’t imagine life without you. so, will you go out with me? we don’t have to play pretend anymore” he finishes, lightening up the mood ever so slightly during the end.

to say you were ecstatic was an understatement. finally your prayers were being answered. you could feel as your cheeks flushed before you gave your answer.

“yes, of course i will” you responded softly, as if speaking any louder would make this go away. standing in comfortable silence, zen was content with your answer. offering his gorgeous smile for your eyes only.

“thank you, ha you’ve gotten me so stocked. i have to prepare for practice so i’ll see you tomorrow.” he says, the tone of his voice raising noticeably. you give him a nod of approval, but become flustered at the words he said before leaving through the door.

“merry christmas, sleep well love” he sang out, before closing the door behind him. how did he expect you to sleep once he’s gotten you all worked up, you thought. giggling to yourself, you felt as the fatigue became even more present now that you were home.

laying down to rest, you were grateful for the best christmas gift you had received this year. the one that would be stuck with you for a long, long time.

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15:43 AST - 07/28/21

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hajimine · 3 years

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LEX’S 2020 APPRECIATION POST PT. II !

— to the lovely moots & followers who i talk to quite often (or pretty much everyday), this one’s for you.

thank u for being in my life, you made my 2020 so so much better. i’m so grateful october lex decided to make a tumblr acc 🥲

i’ll try my best to keep it kinda short 🥲👍

in alphabetical order:

@4fterh0urs — my omega phoebe 😩‼️ ily so much bc you’re both extremely stupid n extremely smart at the same time. u mean so much to me and i love talking to u even if u call me such weird as nicknames every damn day 😃 you’re so sexy n hella intimidating smfh idk how i was able to make u my bitch (JK PLS DONT KILL MEE) anyways, thanks for being a real one bae + you’re the person i block the most, so you’re special ig 😹👍 ily you’re actually such a sap but u pretend to be all tough heh <33

@archivednikes — my solar system, my wh*re (lovingly) hi bae 😣 ok yk how much i love u but. im gonna tell u again: ILYSM!! OKAY??? please know that you’re such an amazing human being and you’re SO incredibly talented. god i love u so much please take care of yourself baby, you’re always so kind to other people and i hope you can do the same to yourself. once again, i am so fucking glad you decided to slide into my inbox that day, because now i look forward to talking to you every single morning. insert grabby hands ilysm <33

@boosyboo9206 — onyx hi babes! i’m so so grateful for you omg u dont even know it. you always manage to cheer me up with your antics and you’re always here to support me 🥺 whenever i’m down you somehow aways manage to make me feel a lil better. i love talking to u whether it’s about sth as mundane as the weather or even your obsession with the word peepers. thank you for being you, please take care of yourself and stop sleeping so damn late. ilysm <33

@ch4jime — chloe bae!! 😁 hi omg ilysm you’re so cute and cool and nice urghh thanks for always checking up on me! i love love seeing you in my asks, you’re such a lovely person to be around. i seriously need to be better at dropping in other people’s inbox, so just know that i’ll work on hanging out on your blog more often this year bc ily! i wish u all the best and please never stop being you baby mwah <33

@fairyoomi — hi bae 😣😣 how are u?? i know we don’t talk much anymore, and that’s okie, but i still wanna write u this lil note because i’m so thankful i met you here on tumblr. you’re an amazing writer and u were so sweet to me even when i was a teeny blog who didn’t know anyone. i admire u a lot, yknow? thanks for being such a friendly and welcoming person, ily <33

@gu3to — mochi bestieo 🙀 idk if you’ll even see this smh so i’m just gonna text u after this (if i don’t forget to rip) okay so. hello?! you’re so mf cool and you’re a trendsetter 🤩 yes yes im fueling your god complex it’s bc ily smh. you’re so dumb i wanna choke u sometimes but i won’t bc i’m also just as dumb 😁 pls stop disappearing from the face of the Earth okay ilysm you always keep it real and i know i can always count on u to listen to uh... my shit. okay so when are we gonna make out? 🤨 oki bye <33

@hoekageyama — wifey!! maddie baby urghh yk how much i love you, you’re one of my earliest moots im pretty sure? and aaaaa i’m so so glad i decided to be weird as hell and slide into your asks that day (pancreas. sighs. iconic.) you’re my numero uno whenever i wanna bark about hot 2d boys and what i’d let em do to me coughs err yea hehe. please take care of yourself baby you’re such a sweet and kind and loving person and i’m so glad to have you in my life. smh we text each other lovey dovey texts anyway but i still wanna do this for u 😋 ilysm!!! <33

@honeyskawa — lani baby hi! i know you haven’t been super active lately, but i just wanna tell u that i appreciate u so so much!! you honestly made my goddamn week when u sent me that ask about how i inspired you bc what the heck?? never in my life have i expected to have such an impact on someone. you’re a wonderful writer honestly. i love u so much and i hope everything’s going well baby, i’m excited talk to u more whenever you decide to be active on tumblr again <33

@jougogo — kaybae hi!!! you haven’t been on tumblr much lately but hi sexc it’s me lex lol i’ve moved accs hehe 😎 i hope u see this whenever u get your phone back cries. you’re such an amazing person to be around, always so cheerful and friendly, you exude so much positive vibes and ilysm. you always manage to lift up the mood with your sexc self and i admire u for that. you’re so incredibly chaotic and fun to be around ahrgehxhh i appreciate u sm and i hope you’re taking care of yourself bby ily <33

@kemochie — my waluigi, my favorite f*rry, hi 😝 urghhh god we just started talking everyday pretty recently but god. you’re so funny??? and i love bullying u bc u give me so much material to bully u with (ok jkjk i love u that’s why i bully u smh) also, you’re so incredibly supportive and u were actually the one who pushed me to finally post that atsumu fic, even tho stupid me accidentally deleted it LMAOBSBD anw, u bring sm joy in my life, so thank u for that. we’re a small lil filf and you’re the milf to my dilf LMAO ilysm mwah!! <33

@kenmaki — gabbae! virgo bestie!! hi hi !! you’re such a talented person and you’re an amazing writer, and i hope one day u can get past your insecurities and see yourself as the wonderful person u truly are. i love how we were able to relate to each from how similar virgos think + our initial conversation of dick measurements and such will forever be seared into my memory. and congrats on getting a daily railing on the dash HSBDH i don’t look at em i promise lol 🤩🤩 jdbdhdh ilysm bby <33

@miyams — ren sweet babie hi! you’re so incredibly talented please don’t listen to stupid hate anons. i’ll stab them with a serrated knife if i have to 😠🔪 you’re so flippin cute and sweet i love talking to you, and i love love love whenever u come by my inbox to say hi. i hope we can talk even more in 2021, my dms and asks are always open for u bby (even though i suck at replying right away, sorry abt that huhu) i love u sm baby please take care of yourself <33

@miyasangel — ardie bae 😜 hi sexc!! i still cant believe we talk like everyday now lmaoo i used to think you’re so freaking cool (i still do) and now i’m friends w u whattaheck 🥲 you’re such an amazing writer wtf. i hate that we had to start our friendship on such a sour note (ehem discord ehem) but i’m really glad it brought us closer together. ily cockarden i’ll be sure to bully u even more HAHAGS IM JK makes out w u so hard bc you’re so damn hot ily 😣‼️ <33

@owlywrites — owly baby hello! ily so so much and you’re so talented, you deserve so much recognition. i hope i can read more of your fics soon bc they’re so well written ugh 😣 thanks for always checking up on me and always being so incredibly sweet. i love u so so muchhh huhu i wanna give u the biggest hug in the world :( please take care of yourself and never stop being your genuine self kith kith <33

@rilacry — milfy gorlillola 😜😜‼️ hi sexc. omfg i was so intimidated by u wtf (and i still kinda am smh) bc you’re so cool?? and your writing n carrd making skills are amazing as hell wtf. u just exude BDE bc you’re hella hot AND bc u wanna peg everyone. anyways,, i’m glad we got closer recently, even if it was out of really wack circumstances. ily bae pls stop sticking your memojis everywhere mwah <33

@rintaroll — my kue tete ☹️☹️ ilysm smh bye i can’t believe we’re close now wtf you’ve always been so cool and sexc 😩‼️ oh god i rmb when u were still on your old acc and u seemed so out of reach and i was a lil intimidated ANDBDJD SHHH but yea now ik you’re just a big h word dork and i love u for that 😣 i wish u all the best for your singing career bby you’re such a talented writer AND singer wtf. also you’re so pretty???? wtf how rude 😠 JKJK HAHHSBD ilysm kithes u so hard <33

@tetsoleil — geegee!! hi baby 😣 thanks for being such a sweet human being ily! it’s been a while since we actually talked yeah? but i still want u to know that i love u a lot and i appreciate u so much. i’m so so grateful you’re in my life because you’re such a joy to be around. you’re an amazing writer bby and i hope you get the recognition u deserve. i’m always here for u if u need anything. ilysm bby <33

@velvetfireworks — rachie bae 🤩 my bakso goreng, my golden kiwi!!! ily!! hehe im so glad i decided to slide in your dms when u asked me if i was indo. but ahhhh you’re ao sweet and cute and supportive ilysm. an amaaazing writer and i admire your work so much, but i think you’ve heard me say that multiple times before. i’m so glad we became closer recently through our love for greasy food and wonky lil faces 👁💋👁 kith kith ilysm <33

@yato-o — yato baby hi!! urgh honestly i appreciate u so so much?? i feel so lucky to be able to get to know you. i don’t even remember how we met but ahhh thank u for always stopping by and have a chat with me even though i know you’re a busy person. please take care of yourself and get some rest whenever u need to! don’t feel pressured to come on here if you’re tired baby, im so grateful to have u in my life, i luv youu <33

HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU SEXY BAES!

kisses, lex

#💬#bye this took me so long #the biggest kithes for u all mwa

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trickkombowerskru · 4 years

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Baby Mama-Reddie X Surrogate! Reader Imagine

Request: Anonymous: Hiii could you maybe do a hc or imagine either is fine where Richie and Eddie (it ch 2) are married and they want a baby so they ask the reader who’s best friend with both of them to be their surrogate and she says yesand after that babies born they ask reader to be godmother! If you don’t wanna that’s fine thanks

A/N: A bit of an auish where Eddie is actually a doctor also, the name I chose is an Easter egg to my babe @hellsgrove and her great story of them adopting a kid it’s so cute go read it here!

Warnings: None

Tonight felt great you were out to dinner with your best friends, who do to your busy schedules you hadn't seen in a while. You with just your higher up position at the office in general, Eddie at the hospital, and Richie with his most recent tour finishing up.

It was nice when the three of you had some downtime to just relax and joke around, even if the restaurant they had chosen for then night was on the fancier side.

And when they had told you they wanted to ask you something, also do to the restaurant choice you assumed it was important, and you always made sure to listen to your friends concerns.

You were about half way through the dinner when Richie puts his fork down and sighs."I can't take it anymore Eds can we tell her?"

Eddie rolled his eyes at the nickname, considering he married this asshole he knew he'd have to deal with it for life at this point. After that he also nods allowing Richie to start whatever their proposition would be.

"Okay so we've been talking about this a lot and really trying to think it through so-," he gets cut off by Eddie chiming in.

"And you could totally say no, it'd be okay and we would understand."

"Yeah we would. Okay so we really want to start a family, and we considered all of our options, and thought that we would...,"

Richie freezes for a minute, a rare sight, which made you tell he was very nervous about everything, Eddie sense that and takes over.

"We wanted to ask you if you would be our surrogate? We know it sounds crazy and out of the blue, but we really did think of all of our options over, and when we decided on having a surrogate we knew we wanted someone we trust more than anything, rather than interviewing a bunch of candidates, and both our minds automatically went to you."

You were stunned by their offer.

"Well I um-"

"You don't have to answer tonight if you don't want to. Take as much time as you need," Richie adds.

"I just have some questions. First off whose....ya know....is going to be used?"

"Mine," Eddie answers.

"Yeah we talked about it and like the fewer kids that have my genes the better. They'd be too beautiful, but also blind as shit" Richie remarks, making Eddie roll his eyes again.

"Plus I mean we both have dark And dark eyes so it would look a bit like both of us in some way," he finishes.

You just nod, really trying to think about it. You wanted to support them you did, but at the same time it was such a huge commitment, and a life changing one at that.

On the other hand, it also warmed your hear that you were both of their automatic thoughts for something like this.Sorting through everything quickly in your mind as you wanted to give them an answer tonight, you weighed out the pros and cons and then decided.

"I'll do it."

"You will?," Richie asks, both their faces lighting up.

"Yes. I love you guys and after all you've done for me it's the least I could do for you."They each hugged you, thanking you so much for this.

Boy did you have no idea what you would be in for.

When Richie and Eddie proposed the the idea to you, it was clear you were definitely nervous about the whole thing, but now however 4 months into your pregnancy, you couldn't have been happier to have said yes.

You did always want kids, and while this child wasn't exactly yours you knew that the guys would let you babysit them and see them enough to where you would still have a bond.

Your body wasn't the only thing that changed either -which was already showing a lot-, of course since you had a relatively normal life compared to Richie when the news was announced the press was all over it.

You had an immense gain in followers across both Twitter and Instagram, along with having to go with the guys to events, or at least as many as you could for pictures next to the guys with their hands on your belly and what not.

You even had a camera man or two stop you in the past few months on the street. While it was all very overwhelming, you understood that "celebrity baby" news was big.

They also stayed outside your apartment sometimes for shots of Richie or Eddie when they came over with whatever you happened to be craving that day.

While Richie came over a lot, Eddie was at your place nearly everyday giving you vitamins and supplements to make sure the baby would be more than healthy.

They also accompanied you during each hospital visit, only time they didn't come in was during the appointment where you could find out the gender, them both wanting it to be a surprise.

As it went on the next few months, if you thought the middle of your pregnancy was tough, the near end of it was like torture.

Now at 7 months you were more than showing, and if you didn't know any better you would think that you were pregnant with twins, although the doctor assured you that was not the case.

"Hey mama," Richie greets as you enter their place.

"Hey."

"How you feeling?"

"Good. Good. Ah!"

"What?! What's wrong?!"

"Nothing the baby just kicked."

"Really?", he asks with a spark in his eyes

"Yeah. This kid is definitely a mix of you and Eddie with how feisty they are."

"We picked names today."

"Really? What are you thinking?"

"If it's a boy Toby and if it's a girl Rachel," he smiles.

"Those are nice."

"Took us forever to settle on ones we both liked. If it was a boy Eddie wanted to name him Xavier or Graham like do you know a kid named either of those names that doesn't get the shit kicked out of him?"

You laugh.

"Can't say I do. Then again I don't know many kids in general so who am I to judge?"

He shrugs and asks if you want anything, for the moment you decline and then just talk about all kinds of stuff they have started getting a few things for a nursery, Ben having built them a great quality crib for the baby.

The closer it got the more excited and on edge they seemed.Time flew by and soon enough it was time for this baby to get out of your body.

You had pretty much lived with the guys these past few days as the baby was ready to come out any second. And it chose today when this morning shortly after waking up, your water broke.

After rushing you to the hospital, came so many hours of labor.Richie was trying to lighten the mood with some jokes, but they were doing anything except helping.

"Richie I'm in immense pain and about to be split in half by your child so if you don't shut the fuck up I will punch you in the dick so hard, it will make it impossible for you to have another one."

He threw up his hands in surrender and looked at Eddie terrified.Soon enough it was time, after a whole lot of pushing, their baby was born.

"It's a girl!" the doctor announced.

"She's beautiful," you say holding her.

"Welcome to the world Rachel Kaspbrak-Tozier," you coo as you rock her.

"Eddie she has your eyes, and the mix of our noses kinda makes hers look like yours Rich."

"Thank you so much for all of this Y/N," Richie says.

"Seriously we couldn't have had a better mom for her, but we have one more thing to ask."

"What is it?"

"For doing all of this, and putting up with us during it, and everything else would you be her God Mother?"

You started to tear up, and unlike their initial question of them asking you to be their surrogate no thought was needed here.

"Yes. Oh my god you guys of course."

Shortly after everything you moved out of your old apartment complex and into theirs, that way your little family could be even closer and so you could watch Rachel grow up.

Honestly for as much as they panicked Richie and Eddie made great dads, and as you had thought you were the number one babysitting option when they needed it.

She adored you and it warmed your heart that you actually got to have an even stronger bond with her than expected.

#it chapter 2 #richie tozier #richie tozier imagine #richie tozier x eddie kaspbrak #bill hader #eddie kaspbrak #eddie kaspbrak x reader #eddie kaspbrak x richie tozier #james ransone #reddie #reddie imagine #reddie x reader

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tinylilemrys · 5 years

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Symmetry – a Reddie fic

Read it on AO3

Pairing: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier

Rating: T

Word count: 1,814

Tags: Marriage Proposal, Fluff, Fix-It, Post-Canon Fix-It, Character Death Fix, What Could Have Been

Summary: Richie was always sure he couldn’t possibly love Eddie more than he already did, but then he would learn another of his quirks and his heart would grow another size. He had no idea how Eddie did it, but the asshole had a way of challenging everything he thought he knew about his heart.

Though he knew that the next thought that popped into his head was impulsive, there was no way he could wait anymore. Telling Eddie he was just getting something from the drawer in his nightstand, he rolled away and rummaged around for a few minutes before his hand closed around a small velvet box.

Richie used to dread coming back to his apartment every night. Though it was undoubtedly luxurious, it was mostly enormous and empty and the large windows that lined the outward-facing walls of his apartment made it him feel like he was in a reptile tank or something. Since Eddie had moved in with him, however, he hadn’t felt that way. Eddie had made it home.

The thought occurred to him as the two of them lay in bed, Eddie on his phone and Richie preparing for his next comedy special. Realising that he probably wasn’t going to get any further in the process now that he was thinking about Eddie, he set down his tablet on his nightstand and turned to watch his boyfriend tapping away on his phone.

He had sworn for years that he wasn’t the type to settle down, that no one was going to matter enough to him for that to even be an option, but he didn’t have all the facts at the time. It had taken just meeting Eddie’s eyes across the room at the Chinese restaurant for him to realise that the reason for his commitment issues was that after all these years, and despite forgetting that the man existed for a good portion of his life, he was still hopelessly in love with him. The revelation that he was married had initially come as a blow, but as the two of them talked and caught up after all the years apart, it became clear how unhappy his marriage was and something like hope began to flare up in Richie again.

There had been some brief, albeit fairly traumatic bullshit with a demon clown, but they had miraculously all survived it (even Stan, though his situation had been really touch-and-go for a while), Eddie had divorced Myra as soon as he got back to New York and now the two of them lived in Richie’s over the top LA apartment and Richie got to watch his boyfriend’s handsome and ruggedly scarred profile while he concentrated intently on whatever he was doing on his phone.

What was he doing on his phone? The incessant tapping suggested that he wasn’t texting or scrolling through any of his social media apps, so it had to be a mobile game. Shuffling closer under the guise of wanting to cuddle (though only just barely under the guise – he always wanted to cuddle Eddie), he snuck a glance at his phone and was amused to find that he was playing Tetris.

“Oh my god, you’re still playing it after all these years?” he blurts out, unable to contain his delight at this revelation.

“Shut up, it’s a classic,” Eddie retorted, eyes not breaking from his game.

“I’m not disputing that. I’m just ecstatic to finally find myself in a position where you’ll let me watch.”

“Baby, you know how much I love you, but I swear to god if you distract me and make me fuck up in the first five minutes of this round I’m going to fucking rage as you’ve never seen me rage.”

“Noted,” Richie laughed and leaned his head on his shoulder to finally, after all these years, watch him play the only game in the arcade that Eddie had ever really seemed to properly enjoy. He was never allowed to watch him play before (Eddie always said he was far too distracting), though he was starting to think that the real reason was an embarrassment at the way that he played Tetris. It was so fucking tidy. Where there was an S-tetromino on one side, there was a corresponding Z-tetromino on the other. Same with the L and J tetrominoes. The result was a complex, but perfectly balanced board.

“You play Tetris symmetrically?” He asked incredulously.

“As far as I can,” Eddie replied. His cheeks were flushed with colour.

“Doesn’t that just needlessly complicate everything? You’re just filling up your board without actually clearing anything.”

“It’s how I like doing it, alright?” said Eddie, cursing as he set down a piece in the wrong place, throwing off his symmetry.

“Ah fuck, sorry, baby. That was probably my bad,” said Richie, pressing a small kiss to Eddie’s shoulder.

“No, don’t worry, it had to happen at some point. Once that happens, I just play the game normally. I just like challenging myself to see how long I can keep it balanced.”

Richie was always sure he couldn’t possibly love Eddie more than he already did, but then he would learn another of his quirks and his heart would grow another size. He had no idea how Eddie did it, but the asshole had a way of challenging everything he thought he knew about his heart.

Eddie was concentrating far too hard to acknowledge what Richie may or may not have retrieved from his drawer and though Richie’s heart was racing now that he knew what he was going to do in a few minutes, he watched Eddie’s game with fascination. If the high score in the corner of the screen was anything to go by, Eddie was really good and he seemed to have a sixth sense about where to put the pieces so that the pieces coming up would fit perfectly.

When he managed to completely clear his board despite the mess it had been moments before, Richie let out an impressed laugh.

“See, now and then if you’re lucky, you get a fresh start,” said Eddie, already beginning to set out his tetrominoes symmetrically again.

“I have never found you sexier than I do right now,” Richie replied without a scrap of irony.

Eddie laughed.

“I should play stupid arcade games more often.”

“You should.” He pressed another kiss to Eddie’s shoulder. “Makes you irresistible.”

“Okay, remember when we said no distractions? This is very distracting.”

“I’ll bet it is,” he said, scraping his teeth lightly over the skin he’d been kissing a moment ago and enjoying the huff of frustration he received for his efforts. “I’ll stop now though I swear.”

Though Eddie put up a good fight – even managing to best his previous high score – his game ended a few moments later and Richie’s heart kicked into high gear. Needing something to anchor him again, he kissed Eddie and revelled in the way that Eddie always kissed back with such longing and desire. There was usually nothing that Richie wanted more than to melt into that kiss, but he was still holding the velvet box and had an important question to ask.

“Hold on, babe,” he said, pulling back from Eddie. “This is great and I can’t wait to get back to it, but I first need to talk to you about something.”

He watched the concern and anxiety flash across Eddie's face and pressed a quick reassuring kiss to his forehead.

“It’s a good thing, I promise,” he said. “Firstly, this past year, having you here with me has been the best of my life. I thought when I was buying a king-sized bed I was just giving myself extra space to starfish at night. I never could have imagined us both starfishing together, or the way that you hog all the covers because you’re so small that you’re in danger of hypothermia all the time and have to protect your tiny frame with a cocoon of cosy.”

Eddie scoffed and began playing with Richie’s hair.

“I couldn’t imagine how fucking adorable I’d find you first thing in the morning when your hair is sticking up in all directions and the way you always turn and smile like you’re surprised to see me. And like shit, Eddie, for that alone you deserve way more than the amount of effort I’m about to put into this.

“The thing is, I wanted to do this perfectly because you deserve perfection, but since I’m also a messy and impulsive bitch and because the way you play Tetris is just so fucking you, this is how it’s going down.”

He opened the box and held it between the two of them. Eddie’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates and though Richie began to doubt himself, there was no sense in stopping now.

“I realised, watching you play now, that I can’t live without you. Not again. And though I have no idea how to put this in any kind of eloquent way like Bill or Ben would be able to, I love you more than anything in the world and I want to spend every day for the rest of our lives proving it to you. So, Eddie Kaspbrak, would you make me the luckiest motherfucker on earth by being my husband?”

Eddie didn’t reply. Instead, he grabbed either side of Richie’s face and kissed him. It was deep and sweet and just so perfect in the way it hadn’t been with anyone else that Richie was annoyed that it had taken him as long as it had to do this. When they broke apart, Richie kissed the tip of Eddie’s nose and looked into his eyes.

“I take it that’s a yes then?”

“Yes, yes, yes, so much fucking yes,” said Eddie, letting Richie slide the ring onto his finger. “For the record, I also have a ring downstairs in my jacket pocket. I’ve been trying to find the right moment to ask you.”

“Ah fuck, I should have just let you do it. You’ve done it before,” laughed Richie, pulling Eddie close and pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “If it wasn’t clear, the answer would have been yes.”

“You’re such an ass,” Eddie laughed and the two of them lay cuddled in blissful silence for a few moments before Richie laughed again.

“I can’t believe I’m going to have a husband,” he said. “I can’t believe I’m going to be a husband. What were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that it was the least I could do after the number of times you’ve saved my life,” Eddie replied. “I mean it’s obvious that you have a crush on me or something.”

“Now who’s being an ass?”

And the two of them burst into peals of laughter that had very little to do with Richie’s remark and all to do with the relief and excitement that came with knowing that after all the years of pain and longing and fear and loss, the rest of their lives lay ahead of them, bright and hopeful.

And beautiful, thought Richie, pressing a kiss to the scar on Eddie’s cheek.

#reddie #richie x eddie #eddie x richie #reddie fanfic #reddie fic #reddie fanfiction #more fluff for your lives #fix it #long post

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heroloverangel · 6 years

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Lead The Way

Anyone else take one look at young, college All Might in the movie and see god or just me here?

“Hey Dave, who’s your friend?” you ask, peering into the hallway with interest. It was impossible not to be interested at the sight of this stranger, standing at least seven feet tall and carrying a mattress over his shoulder as easily as a pillow.

Your next-door neighbor grins before introducing you. “Toshinori Yagi, he’s a transfer student from Japan. He’s staying here, since the dorms are so small.”

He had a point. The off-campus apartment complex you called home wasn’t the nicest place to live, but it at least offered more space than the tiny dorm rooms “Oh yeah, definitely. How many times did you smack your head on the ceiling? No way anyone over six feet could live there.” You greet your new neighbor with a friendly smile and extend your hand, finding it completely dwarfed by the giant’s massive fingers. “Well Toshi, welcome to the neighborhood. If you ever get bored of hanging out with this nerd, I’m right next door. How’d you get the recluse to give up some of his precious science space anyway?” you joke.

Toshinori gives you a grin so warm you could sunbathe in it. “I...may have saved him from a burning building,” he admitted modestly.

“Hey, I’m not the one who blew up the lab this time,” David mutters defensively and you laugh. You step back into your apartment, shooting one last glance at Toshi and see that he’s also got an eye on you as he enters his own home. You close the door, unable to wipe the smile off your face. You can already feel butterflies in your stomach.

A few weeks later, you’re interrupted by a knock at the door and open it to find Toshinori looking sheepish. “I locked myself out,” he mumbles, scratching at the back of his head. “Do you want to do some homework until Dave gets back?” The two of you have a class together, History of International Quirk Regulation, and you’ve been surprised how intelligent he is. Of course you never expected him to be stupid, but it almost seems unfair that someone so attractive and so sweet would also be so smart.

“Sure. Have you finished your paper yet?” Yours is only half-done, more of a patchwork of messy notes and key points than a finished document, and you’re more than happy to have someone else to bounce ideas off of.

Toshi sits down and pulls a hefty book out of his bag, and you can’t help but notice that he takes up the majority of your couch. There’s barely enough room for you to join him without being on top of him, which you wouldn’t exactly have a problem with.

“Almost done,” he answers, flipping through pages. “It’s really exciting how the European Symposium has gotten so liberal with their policies over the past couple decades.” You settle into the couch and tilt your head to show him you full attention; he’s getting carried away with this explanation but you could listen to him read the phonebook and enjoy it. Somehow you find yourself sucked into a discussion and before you know it, you’ve added several pages to your notes, you both have enough material to finish your assignment, and you’ve convinced him to pause for a well-deserved break with pizza and whatever you can find on TV.

You’re not sure when exactly his arm slips around your shoulder and you curl up against his huge frame, it just happens so naturally you aren’t even aware of it until you look around for the remote, giving up in favor of this instead. “You’re so warm, Toshi,” you sigh, snuggling closer into his side automatically.

He takes a closer review of your position, suddenly realizing his fingers have been slowly stroking your arm for who knows how long. “Oh! I wasn’t trying anything,” he reassures you.

You shake your head. “It’s fine, I don’t mind!” You sit up a little straighter in an attempt to bring your face level with his. Toshinori’s eyes are wide and you steel your nerves, stretching up to meet his lips. He freezes in surprise for a moment before finally leaning down to return your kiss. His movements seem almost clumsy and unsure, much to your amusement. When you pull away you find him blushing furiously, and it’s adorable.

“Was...was that okay?” he asks awkwardly. “I, um, I haven’t really done...much with dating or, uh, anything else like that,” he confesses with some embarrassment.

You gawk at him incredulously. The man wa built like a god, how were women not throwing themselves at him? “Seriously? Toshi, have you seen yourself?”

“Well, I was always really busy with school, and my mentors had me doing extra hero training every day, so I never really had time for romance or girlfriends…” he trails off, clearly flustered. It’s beyond endearing.

You slink even closer to him on the couch. “You are so fucking cute, you know that?” Your hands stretch up to cup his face and you kiss him again. “You have time now, if you’re interested.”

He runs a hand through his hair. “If you don’t mind leading the way.”

It takes nearly three months to get into his pants, not that you’re complaining. You’d planned to see a concert tonight but the weather had other ideas, and the two of you return home drenched from the storm. Back in his room, your boyfriend is a perfect gentleman to offer you a towel to dry off and one of his shirts to wear; even the tightest thing he owns will still fit you like a loose dress. You pull your own shirt over your head and see that unlike a gentleman, he hasn’t looked away while you change. In fact, he’s pretty clearly focused on your newly-exposed bra. You step toward him with a smirk. “See something you like, babe?” Your hands pick at his tank top. “You should take this off before you catch a cold,” you say in mock-concern.

He obeys in a flash, revealing that ridiculously perfect chest to you. Your hand reaches out to touch him but instead you’re pulled into his arms, you press yourself into him as he leans down to kiss the top of your head. You hum in delight, he’s become much more confident with initiating things and you love it. Large hands meet around your back, trying delicately to unhook your bra without tearing the damn thing right in half. Honestly, you wouldn’t mind if he did. After a moment he successfully pulls it off you, satisfied with his work.

Toshi’s seen you topless before; you haven’t exactly been shy about your body since you started dating. He’s nervous though as he reaches for your breasts, easily cupping them in his wide palms. “This is alright?” he confirms before gently kneading them, watching your face for any sign of discomfort. You only breathe his name, arching further into his touch when his thumbs very slowly brushes over your hard nipples. You guide him back to sit on his bed, straddling his thick frame to grant him easier access. The size difference between you two is so extreme, it’s the best way for both of you to be comfortable. It still requires a bit of stretching and bending to fit your lips together, but it’s definitely worth the effort when your tongue slides into his mouth. His groan is deep and seductive, and it’s like a lightning bolt of pure need shoots through you at the sound. There’s just something about having control over this mountain of a man that turns you on so much.

You break apart for air and whimper at his fingers pinching your nipples, growing bolder at your positive reaction to his affections so far. “Mmmm Toshi, you’re so good,” you purr, tilting your neck when he leans down to trail kisses along your throat. Your fingers squeeze his muscular shoulders in encouragement, spurring him on. His lips graze along your collarbone and slide lower until he lifts your breast to bring it into contact with his mouth. “Ohhhh…” you gasp, his broad tongue caressing your already sensitive peak with enthusiasm. Your hips instinctively press forward into his pelvis and you can feel something hard and big straining against his jeans. Obviously you’ve been curious about his size, especially when he shyly admitted that he wanted to take things slow because he was afraid he might hurt you. You’d assumed he was just being overly cautious and probably overestimating himself, but now you have to consider it might be a real concern. But, you weren’t going to back down from a challenge when the reward promises to be so good. You know your underwear is already getting damp at the thought.

You can’t stop the little sounds he pulls out of you with every stroke of his tongue, his other hand paying devout attention to your remaining breast while your fingers bury in his hair for stability. His teeth very lightly nip at your soft skin and you whine at the sensation, tugging harder at his hair. He runs his tongue over the spot, soothing the trace of pain left by the faintest mark on your chest. He finally moves to show the other side attention; you let out an appreciative moan at the discovery of just how much of your breast he can fit in his mouth at once. An especially hard suck to your nipple, and you’re suddenly achingly aware of how hot your body is and how uncomfortable your pants are. Your hands slip lower to touch his flushed cheeks, causing him to release your chest to look at you. “So good,” you say again. “Toshi, I need more. Take off the rest.” Your request is breathless and so full of want, how could he refuse?

With some reluctance you pull yourself off his thighs to stand in front of him, giving your boyfriend the opportunity to undo your zipper. He’s all nervous energy when his thumbs briefly rub over your hips before hooking into your panties and stripping you bare. You’re the one blushing now at the intensity of his gaze as he stares at you, his apprehension mixing into palpable hunger for you. “You’re so...so pretty,” he gulps, dragging his eyes up to meet yours. You’re wearing a similar expression, and your own hands are fearless as you firmly grab his belt and yank at those pants that have been hiding your main objective all night. He lifts himself to help discard his remaining clothes and at last, you get a good look at him.

“Oh, babe. You’re perfect,” you whisper. It’s no surprise that he’s big in every way, thick and long and veiny with messy blond curls framing the hilt of his cock. You’re not good with estimating measurements, but you do know that the largest toy you own is a solid eight inches, and the dick in front of you definitely puts that to shame. “You’re gonna feel amazing in me,” you continue, licking your lips at the thought of being so full. He doesn’t know how to respond to that, instead taking hold of your hips to help you back onto his lap; he doesn’t trust himself to hold back if he’s on top tonight. You pull him down for another deep kiss, relishing the feeling of being so close, the heat of his body enveloping you.

Toshinori pulls back to breathe, his interest falling between your thighs. “Do you want... can I touch you?” He’s so sweet even now, it’s both heartwarming and so arousing to you. You nod eagerly and he shifts his incredible sculpted arms, one wrapping around your waist to support you while his other hand skims feather-light over your clit and into your folds, earning a quiet moan from you. “You’re so wet,” he notices, prodding your entrance with a single finger and receiving a whimper in return. He’s very aware of how wide you’ve had to spread your legs to straddle him, how open you are for his advances as he pushes it into you, easily sinking in with your shuddering gasp. He works it into you a few times before a second finger joins and you can’t stop yourself from grinding into his palm. This shouldn’t feel so good, being fucked by just his hand but he’s so attentive to your wants, carefully memorizing which spots inside your walls make you shiver and cry out the most and it’s starting to overwhelm you already.

“A lit-mmmm, a little bit lower,” you suggest and he immediately adjusts the angle of his fingers, coated in your slick. He very slowly strokes within you until you feel him brush, so teasingly, against your g-spot and your pussy clenches tightly around him. “R-right there!” you plead, jolt of pleasure shooting up your spine. Toshi increases the pressure on that exact spot, rubbing you with more force, his thumb turning to stimulate your clit. You’re having the hardest time bringing air into your lungs, nails sinking into his broad shoulders to ground yourself. You’re rapidly losing control, heat and tension building in your lower body as his hand plays you like a violin. “I’m gonna come, Toshiiii,” you whine and it’s the most wonderful sentence he’s ever heard.

“Look at me,” he says, his voice so deep and authoritative despite his inexperience and you bite your lip when you meet his gaze. He wants to watch you come undone on his hand, adding a third finger into you to spread you wider and massaging your clit until your brain goes fuzzy and your muscles snap rigid. You can’t keep up the eye contact and you bury your face in his chest as you wail his name, surrounded by wordless cries; his fingers continuing to move leisurely inside you to prolong your pleasure . You come back down eventually and he’s staring at you with adoration, you’d looked so beautiful having your orgasm that he’s almost desperate to give you another one as soon as possible.

Your sweet boyfriend draws his hand back from between your legs, brings it to his lips and licks himself clean of your juices. “You taste so good,” he compliments, causing heat to rise to your cheeks. You avert your eyes, focusing instead on the heavy cock in front of you. He’s twitching in excitement, precum smeared across your stomach. Your fingers ghost over him and he gives you a groan deep in his throat. You meet his gaze again and he lets out a deep breath. “I want this so much, with you. Just go slow,” he requests.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ve got you,” you assure him with a smile. He grips your ass as you line him up against your soaked entrance, wide head already slipping inside from the added slickness. You sink down as gradually as you can, managing to take half of his impressive girth into you in one thrust. Just as you’d thought, he feels unbelievable inside of you, splitting your pussy wide open. With his arms supporting you, you lift yourself almost off of him before sliding back down, taking a bit more in this time. You keep your pace even for his benefit, slowly working yourself further onto him until finally he’s buried in you to the base, both of you panting at the sensations. You’re so hot and wet around him, squeezing him like a vise and he has to bite into his cheek to control himself. On your part, you’ve never been so full in your life, the stretch of his large cock just shy of painful as you increase your speed just a bit. He’s fascinated by the sight of you bouncing on top of him, breasts giving a hypnotic jiggle as you work him over. You trail your hands along the wide expanse of his chest, a pleasant tingle as your nails scrape faintly over his abs. Fingertips swirl around his nipples and he grunts in response.

“You can go faster if you want,” he relents. You’re more than happy to accept his offer, quickly putting more force into your thrusts. He’s hitting so deep, you can feel him pulsing within you with every beat. You focus on him, making sure to drag those delicious groans from his throat over and over again. He pulls you closer, dipping down to capture your mouth and your clit grinds into his pelvis, leaving you a shuddering mess in his lap. You can’t believe he’s already gotten you so close again. Everything about the man below you is overwhelming in the best way possible. His cock, his embrace, his lips, his emotions. You shift your hips slightly to take him at a new angle, and his shaft rubs against you in a spot you never knew about that feels like liquid fire in your veins. Your pussy clamps down hard around his dick and the feeling pulls your name out of his mouth in a rich moan that only makes you determined to hear more.

“You feel... fuck, you feel so good,” he huffs, hands roving over your body to grope every inch of you he can. Just the sound of his voice like this sends you dangerously close to the edge, and you can tell he’s not far either. You didn’t expect him to last long his first time, but he’s trying to savor it and hold out as much as possible. A whimper escapes you as ruts into you with punishing strength and he glances down to appreciate the sight of your cunt spread open on his cock. He reaches for your hand, entangling your fingers together, it’s important to him in this moment that you know just how strong his feeling are for you. His other hand drops down to tease your clit, relishing the shiver that runs down your entire body. His name falls out of your mouth in a shaky cry, his shaft throbbing inside you in imminent release. “Together,” he pleads, increasing the pressure on your clit, and the request is so romantic and sweet and him that you feel the tension in your body snap, orgasm washing over you in a wave of overstimulation. He’s right there with you, through your own haze you can feel the warmth of his cum flooding inside you and he’s praising you, showering you in compliments and romance that neither of your minds can really process at the moment.

You feel wonderfully boneless afterwards, laying across his broad chest and listening as his heartbeat gradually returns to normal under your ear. He pets your hair, arm around your waist in a lazy hug as he reclines back into the pillows for more comfort. Eventually you feel him pull his sated cock out of you, ignoring the mess it makes for the moment. You two can clean up later, for now neither of you have any desire to get up. You’re sweaty and tired and satisfied with each other, and you find yourself drifting off after a few minutes. Just before your eyes slip shut, you hear him murmur your name. “I think I’m in love with you.”

You smile. You can’t reach his lips in this position so instead you settle on pressing a kiss over his heart. “I love you too, Toshi,” you whisper back, nuzzling into his chest for some well-earned rest.

#toshinori yagi #all might #all might x reader #toshinori yagi x reader #bnha x reader #lemon

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istheresomebodywhocanimagine · 5 years

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Pretty please, would you ship me (BoRhap and Queen)? I’m a girl 😀 It may take me a bit of time to open up and so I come as shy initially, but these are just my trust issues and insecurities kicking in. I love listening to music with Queen, Metallica and Rammstein being my top artists, but I’m not fan of concerts because I don’t like crowds. It may seem strange but I adore pigeons and have some coming to me every day to feed. I daydream a lot m, but don’t mind the hard work at all. Sarcastic...

god i’m finally getting some things out jesus trist on a tross

i also wish i knew more about allen so i could include him in these things but alas i am a dumb

ships below the cut!!!!1!1111

For BoRhap, I ship you with Ben Hardy!

The main reason I chose Ben is because of your music taste (it fucking rocks tbh i love ur music taste), but I also think you have a duality that is far more similar to Ben’s than to any other BoRhap guy.

Ben outwardly seems like a very cookie-cutter masculine type, but just like you, he has his insecurities and moments where he craves being alone/not being overwhelmed by the masses.

I think you two would meet when you’re feeding pigeons!

Hear me out - you’re in the park, early in the morning, seated on a lone bench. It’s a bit foggy, and the occasional stranger strolls by, but none really take notice until a guy in a cutoff and shorts comes jogging by. He slows to a stop when he notices the bag of bird seed in your hand and the flock of pigeons just chilling around you, completely ignoring him while one fed rather calmly from your hand.

You register his presence, but only give him a quick, lopsided smile, assuming he was just stopping to gawk for a moment before moving on like everyone else. But he makes his way to the bench next to you instead, transfixed by the sheer amount of pigeons just waddling around you and briefly flapping their wings angrily at the stocky, broad blonde who’s pulling his earbuds out as he takes a seat.

“Have you, by any chance, seen Ace Ventura: Pet Detective?” he questioned, still breathing a bit heavily from what seemed like a pretty intense jog. He was flushed, very red in the face, but you could see that he was handsome, well-built, and his voice was enchantingly deep.

Green eyes met yours as you looked up from the birds, and you began to put up your guard, biting your lip for a moment before replying in the affirmative. “The one with Jim Carrey? I have. Quite good. Though I prefer The Truman Show more.”

“The Truman Show?” The strange man next to you mulled over it for a moment, then chuckled once as he nodded. “That’s a good one too. But I was asking because it seems like you should have been the star of that movie instead, considering... all this,” he observed, gesturing towards the pigeons.

“Oh, me?” you reiterated, nervously smiling and sitting the bag down between the two of you as you looked out to the birds. “Not a chance. These little babes only like me for my food, if I’m honest.”

Watching the way one pigeon nonchalantly landed next to you and settled in, only ruffling its feathers a bit and not pecking angrily for food that didn’t exist, Ben nodded, completely unconvinced. Then, he looked down to the bag, pursing his lips. “D’you mind if I....”

When he trailed off, still looking at the bag, you giggled softly and nodded, pushing it towards him gently and retracting your hand shyly when he reached out for the bag. Wordlessly, you watched as he took out some food and held it out for a bird that was in front of him. It regarded him warily, only taking the food when he finally dropped it on the ground.

Sending you a knowing look, the blonde straightened back up and swiped his hands together, wiping off the excess food and letting the other birds flock in for the scraps. “Uh huh. It’s definitely the food,” he deadpanned, making you blush lightly and look down at your lap as he called you out on your excessive modesty.

“Off day?” you suggested weakly, but that only made him roll his eyes playfully, and you sighed in defeat. “Alright, you got me, mate.”

“You can call me Ben, if you’d like,” he offered, and you chewed on the inside of your lip as you looked up to see his green eyes still watching you inquisitively, the wondrous look in them absolutely captivating to you. “What should I call you?”

“Y/N,” you murmured, fiddling with your hands in your lap as the bird next to you cooed quietly, distracting you for a moment. And when Ben shifted a bit, moving to tuck in an earbud that had fallen out of his pocket, the bird ruffled and flew off. You watched it go, and Ben’s eyes never left yours, the dreamy, far off look that passed through your eyes having only piqued his interest in you.

“I’ve never seen you around here before. Not a big neighborhood, feel like we would have ran into each other sooner or later, and I’d remember if I saw a pretty face like yours.” You blushed even more at the fact that he was interested in getting to know you/flirting, which simultaneously set off slight alarms and wedding bells in your head at the same time, utterly confusing you. But you composed yourself as best as you could, trying not to show on your face how conflicted you were. “Are you new around here?”

“Yes, just moved into the flat complex east of here, across the street from that corner store that always has the cat sleeping in the window.” You smiled as you recalled the image of the sleeping cat, how it always swatted at the birds that flew by the window.

“The orange cat?” Ben asked, suddenly seeming excited, and you furrowed your eyebrows as you nodded, both of you saying the cat’s name at the same time.

“Jean Grey!”

“My god, I think we live in the same complex! Now we really have no excuse not to know each other,” Ben laughed, and your heart started racing as you realized what avenues this opened. The gears were whirring behind Ben’s eyes, and that simultaneously excited and terrified you. But maybe it wouldn’t be that bad, you thought as you looked into the fit young blonde’s eyes.

It wasn’t. After some convincing on both your part and Ben’s part, you actually went out with him a few times. You found out he was an actor, and he had a prospective role in the area (thankfully) that he couldn’t tell you about until he’d for sure been cast, but he kept telling you how much you were going to love it when he saw your Spotify playlists abundant with Queen.

By the time Ben had definitely landed the role as Roger, you had already agreed to be his girlfriend. He was charming, attentive, protective, and read you very easily. So, he knew when you were off in your own world, or when large groups of people made you uneasy, and he was able to easily shift the situation into something closer to ideal, if not perfect.

And he was a damn good cuddler. That alone was enough to tempt you to say yes.

He wanted to surprise you with his role as Roger, so he refused to tell you until it was time for the first day of table reading - the only hint you had to go off of was his incessant drumming/absences for lessons.

Of course, it would be hard to hide much from you past the table read, as he’d be reading the script in your presence quite a bit as he usually spent inordinate amounts of time with you, watching you feed pigeons on your balcony.

So when he dragged you to the upper end of London on an early Monday morning, making you take the day off work, you were bubbling over with anticipation. All kinds of dreams of what this could possibly be could never prepare you for the absolute shock when you walked into the building and saw the sign on the door that read “BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY”

“So... what d’you think?” Ben asked, noticing the mind-blown expression on your face as you stared at the sign. You were so shocked, in fact, you didn’t even hear him at first, taking a few moments to even register than he’d spoke.

Looking over to him, you slowly broke out into a huge smile, jumping on him with a hug and squealing quietly. “You’ve got to be fucking joking? This is the part you’ve been hiding from me? I heard that there would be a movie about Queen in the works, but God, I never expected...” Trailing off, you stared at him in amazement.

Ben wrapped you up in his arms easily, picking you up off the ground for a moment and kissing the side of your head before letting you back down, but keeping you in his embrace as he rocked back and forth with you. “They’ve picked me to be the drummer, Roger. I get to meet him sometime this week. I’m pretty stoked, if I’m going to be honest.”

“God, I’m so stoked for you!” you agreed excitedly, taking his face in your hands and pressing a quick congratulatory kiss to his lips. “Queen is such an iconic band, I can’t believe you get the chance to work on this project! Might I say, I’m quite jealous of you.”

“Don’t be too jealous, you’re not the one that’ll have to wear a long ass wig to play the part,” he reminded you, and you swooned openly at the thought, making him frown playfully. “Hey, you don’t like my hair now?”

“Oh, shut up, you know I love it,” you dismissed quickly, grinning as you wrapped your arm around his waist, starting to walk in with him. “I just.... send me lots of selfies with the wigs on. For science, I swear. Nothing else.”

“For science? You’re full of it, love.”

And for Queen, I ship you with John Deacon!

Uh, two sarcastic queens together? Hell yes.

You and John Deacon were made to be together. John’s gentle, non-abrasive demeanor pairs well with your shyness and tendencies towards introversion. He is a homebody just like you, and craves isolation over big crowd settings in almost all situations.

For this reason, I think you would have met Deacon through Brian. Brian seemed like he was a very grounded, introverted guy when you first met him, so you quickly befriended him and realized upon doing so that there was an extroverted side to him that was often overwhelming for you. He didn’t mind crowds too much, so when you tried to turn down a party at Fred’s in favor of studying, Brian basically forced you to go, not understanding your aversion.

So that’s how you ended up on a fire escape outside Brian, Roger, and Freddie’s apartment, leaning forward against the cool metal and wishing you hadn’t agreed to stay over on the promise that Brian would sleep on the floor and you’d get his bed. It was late, and you were contemplating going home as you stared at a pigeon the floor below you, perched on the metal and only moving every so often when the breeze nudged it sideways.

You were so focused on the bird, you barely heard the window slide open, but a surprised ‘Oh’ from a stranger lulled you out of your daydreams as you looked back to find a long-haired brunette man you recognized as the new bass player peeking out at you.

“No vacancies,” you teased, laughing when he flushed a bit and apologized. “I’m just joking. I don’t mind if you come out here.”

Crawling out of the window carefully, the unfamiliar man joined you on the fire escape, sitting on the steps opposite you as you turned around to face him, seeing partial recognition light up on his exceptionally young face.

“You’re Brian’s friend, Y/N, right?” When you nodded, he smiled a bit, holding out his hand and shaking yours firmly when it you took it. “I’m John Deacon. Brian was just trying to find you to introduce us, said he was afraid you’d hit your social quota for the night already.”

“That man knows me too well,” you laughed, mainly to yourself, and you looked out towards the city for a moment before glancing back at John, who was playing with his hands quietly, small callouses evident on the pads of his fingers. Furrowing your eyebrows, you were suddenly curious. “Why are you out here?”

“Afraid I’ve hit my social quota as well,” he chuckled, ducking his head a bit before looking up at you. “M’not great with crowds.”

“That makes two of us.” A small grin spread across your face, making Deacon grin back as he bashfully dropped his gaze to his hands again. “So, John Deacon, if you’re not great with crowds, why’d you come tonight?”

“Roger dragged me here.” You made a noise of sympathy as you recognized the situation as being painfully similar to your own. “He thinks I should be more outgoing and chaotic if I’m going to fit in the band better.”

“If I were you, I wouldn’t worry too much about what Roger thinks. He doesn’t do much of it, anyways,” you remarked sarcastically, earning a snort out of the brunette opposite you, and the genuine smile on both of your faces signaled the start of a long friendship that would effortlessly transition into more.

Deacon was remarkably good at making the slow-burn transition from friends to lovers as comfortable as possible for you. First, it started out with heads on shoulders, leaning against each other, and then he’d let you rest your legs across his when you were lounging on the couch with him.

Then, there were innocent cuddling moments, turned into extended cuddle sessions, which turned into moments spend on Deacon’s lap while the boys worked in the studio, all sharing knowing looks about how aloof and oblivious you were to the clear partial feelings you had for one another.

So, when John suddenly sprang the question on you one late night at the studio, it didn’t seem so sudden at all. You were curled up against his chest on the couch in the engineer’s booth, listening to Freddie go over his vocals for what seemed like the millionth time, and your eyelids were getting heavy.

He could feel your heart rate slowing, your breathing softening as you slowly drifted in and out of consciousness, and the peaceful, dreamlike state that you were in had his heart swelling so much that he couldn’t stop himself before he asked.

“Y/N, would you like to be my girlfriend?”

Of course you reacted, but not in the way that people usually react when they get asked out. To any of the men inside of the recording area, it could have just looked like John had mentioned that you need milk back at your flat since you’d drank it all, the way you smiled lazily and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Yeah. I’d like that... Can we go home soon so I can cuddle my boyfriend?”

Deacon laughed at that, running a hand over the back of your head and nodding when you glanced up at him sleepily. “Yes, we can go home soon. Wouldn’t rather be anywhere else.”

oops that one was kINDAa short OHW ELL

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cedarmoons · 5 years

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do you have tips for creating memorable oc's? yours are always great

this ask is perfectly timed because I’ve recently played the mobile game Stellamore by @willowishstudios (available now on iOS and Android!) and I’ve FALLEN IN LOVE. Cipactli babe… call me… (jk i’ll call u 😏😘)

So! Let’s go overboard in answering this ask and create a brand new OC for Stellamore, step-by-step! Under the cut for length. :)

My method of creating OCs is like a toddler fiddling with building blocks. I start with a base and build from there, adding rooms, removing towers, etc., as I see fit, until I have a basic structure that passes as a castle. It should be mentioned that @vide0-nasties has been instrumental in helping me develop my MCs in various ways, and I love her to pieces!

First Step: Inspiration

So before I decide anything about my OC, personality, name, etc, I look at inspirations: what is in the game, and what can I build off of it? The devs have helpfully provided some inspirations for the Stellamore world, so that’s what I’m going to use as a launching pad. Initially, I looked at Halle, who has clear Scandinavian influences, and I was like “nice… viking girl…” but I did further lore delving and I don’t think Halle is human lmfao so THAT was out! Back to the drawing board.

Ooh, okay, so there’s Roman influences, clearly seen in the character Seneca, who is human… okay. Great. Let’s make this MC fantasy Roman! That gives me my foundation of building blocks.

Second Step: Name

So the Oracle, Stellamore’s MC, receives visions from the stars. Knowing this, I was like, “Dope… let’s look at some mythology names, because Roman influence, and try to narrow those down to celestial/sky deity names.”

So I went to good ol’ Wikipedia’s list of names, and here were some of my initial impressions:

Aditi’s a pretty name, but that’s the name of a Hindu goddess, and MC’s fantasy Roman. Questionable decision. Out.

Urania’s the muse of astronomy, so it fits thematically, but there are unfortunate implications within the name. I can name her Ourania to get rid of the unfortunate “ur anus” implications, but that’s a bit of a mouthful? Hmm. No. Next.

Asteria is an old Greek goddess of the stars… nice… wait, I already have like 3 OCs with A names. Let’s diversify. Out.

Phoebe is a Greek Titaness of prophecy and related to Titaness Theia (!!), mother of Asteria. Good placeholder name, but a little too modern for my tastes. We’ll see.

Eventually I settled on Maris, which means “of the sea” and has nothing to do with the stars or astronomy &etc. I don’t know how I jumped to Maris from sky deity names, but it’s pretty and it’s Latin, so Maris is her name!

Third Step: Faceclaim/Appearance

I always try to find faceclaims for my OCs as a springboard. Back when I was thinking “hhh Viking Gorl” as my baseline, I found pictures of María Valverde as Lucrezia Borgia and I was like “oh,,,, nice,,,” and looked up María outside of that role. María is still not a lock in for Maris, but she’s influenced her looks! Outside of that, I wanted to make some tweaks.

One thing I wanted for sure: black hair and brown eyes (romanticize brown eyes!! every one of my OCs has brown eyes except Ziah and I will regret not giving her brown eyes to my dying day)

Second thing I wanted: thanks to Ms. Valverde, I wanted Maris to have a big beautiful nose and oval face!

Third thing I have just as of right now decided about her appearance, suddenly and without warning: she’s gonna have moles on her face. no freckles, just moles. (bonus: Cipactli counts them and LOVES THEM ALL. My babe…… I’ll call u….)

Rags (@vide0-nasties) was kind enough to let me pick the height for her Oracle, Petra, so she picked Maris’s height, which is now 5′8″.

Fourth Step: Personality and/or Backstory

This is the least fleshed out because I decided to make Maris yesterday (11/12) after replaying Stellamore and trawling through the blog’s Cipactli tag for that sweet sweet lore about my newest love. But here were my initial goals for Maris:

Theia make an OC who’s not an ice queen (at the start) challenge

Theia make an OC who’s not depressed and/or anxious challenge

Theia make an OC who’s not an introvert challenge

Theia make an OC who’s not afraid of her emotions challenge

So that’s fine. Again, I need a springboard for Maris. I’ve decided since she’s an Oracle, and Oracles have connections to the stars for unknown but undoubtedly cool reasons, she will be an Air sign (completing the cycle of Ziah’s Earth, Ariala’s Fire, and Adelaide’s Water) – which limits me to Libra, Aquarius, and Gemini. Okay, well, let’s google some “basic traits” of all of these signs. I want Maris to have sun or star symbolism, because Ziah and Adelaide are my Moon Girls and Ariala’s my Sun Girl, so I can either balance it (making her a Sun symbol) or complete the triad (making her a Star symbol).

Here was my thought process researching this:

“Libras can be emotionally cold” oof… no… that would fail my non-ice queen challenge, let’s move on to Aquarius (who can also be cold I have discovered through another search with Google Images)

Oh, Aquarius seems extroverted! I like these basic traits, and it makes sense since Mukondi is Maris’s friend and an extrovert. Both succeeds my “non ice queen” and “non introvert” challenges. Depression and/or anxiety… I’m coming for u bitches…

Oh hey what’s Cipactli’s sign

OH HE’S A LIBRA

OH AQUARIUS AND LIBRA ARE COMPATIBLE JACKPOT

I put a lot of stock in astrology even though I know I shouldn’t

Okay I’ve decided to give her Sun iconography to balance it, I can make Star ocs later. This means she will wear a lot of gold/summer tones.

Also hey Cipactli’s religion focuses a lot on the sun

U know what this means………….. religious iconography during sex…… symbolism……..

anyway Cipactli my love i’m so sorry idk if ur religious or not and if u are I apologize for the blasphemy

But if ur not….. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Ms. Valverde’s smile in many pictures is kinda smirk-y, so maybe that’s something to incorporate about Maris: she doesn’t smile, she smirks. What kind of sense of humor would that give her? A wry one? A dry one (which isn’t the same thing necessarily)? What does this phrase – that she doesn’t smile, she smirks – imply about her character? Is she smug? Self-assured? Sarcastic? Detached from others? (NO! She can’t be detached because then I will fail my “don’t make an ice queen” challenge!)

Her personality will still need fleshing out – I will need more to work with than “oh she’s extroverted!” and “oh she’s friendly/sunny!” She will need flaws that are more complex. Since I chose the “bold” option when approaching Cipactli, maybe… HMM… okay, let’s make Maris bold. This makes her unafraid of conflict, but can also make her brash and/or arrogant and/or potentially hot-tempered! She can also be insufferably smug when she’s right, which is often, because of her Oracle abilities (idk!)

Another springboard I’ll use is looking up MBTI types, but those usually come after I’ve made my OC and just need more development.

As for her backstory, here were some things I decided upon, fiddling with my growing castle made out of wooden building blocks:

Okay she’s fantasy Roman… what if… she grew up on a vineyard & winery

And her dad was the vineyard’s owner

A mom? No. Single dad. Who knows where the Mom went. No, that could give her mom issues, let’s not do that. Mom died in childbirth or illness?

So now Maris is the daughter of a vineyard owner, which means she would probably know a fair amount about wine, which means she has excellent (and/or: snobby) taste in wine.

She also loves nature because she grew up in it, which means she would LOVE Huatzintepec. Oh hey, Cipactli’s room is full of plants, another reason for Maris (and me) to love him

I’ve just decided she has an older brother

No, younger

No, she has two brothers, one older and one younger. She’s the middle child. This means Mom died in childbirth to the younger brother and made Dad a Single Roman Dad.

Dad funded her education because if she was educated she could a) help her brothers operate the winery/vineyard after his death; b) make a career in politics and further the family name (haven’t decided a surname yet, let’s google Roman surnames, ooh here’s a list of ancient Roman surnames on Wikipedia – OKAY, I have it, Maris Viridius of the Gens Viridia); c) marry a well-off fantasy Roman businessman??

Instead Maris became a diplomat, which is how she met Mukondi, and since they’re both friendly extroverts they became fast friends

Since she’s a diplomat and educated she probably speaks a bunch of languages,,, oh look here’s a list of how many languages the cast speaks [clicks tongue] noice,,, okay so she would speak at least 3 (three) languages: Latin, Common, Greek, and know some basic Nahuatl

How does her backstory influence her personality, because pasts always have a vast impact on characters’ (and our own) personalities? Well, maybe she’s a little bit elitist because of her upper class upbringing. Maybe her work as a diplomat has allowed her to visit every one of the human kingdoms, and has made her down to earth. Maybe she was so cooped up in her studies that she became sheltered, or a bookworm, or both – which would give her another point of commonality with Cipactli.

All of these are reasonable possibilities, and all of these are little building blocks I can assemble together to shape my OC and develop her further!

So now I have Maris Viridius, of Gens Viridia, who:

has black hair, black eyes, lots of moles, a big beautiful nose and an oval face (thus, rounded features)

is an Aquarius

is unafraid to be bold, even if it comes across as arrogance; is unafraid to challenge authority; is also aware, as a diplomat, when to hold her tongue or when to be polite (her job might also make her a good liar? things to ponder for the future!)

is an optimist and an extrovert; thrives off of meeting new people and making new friends; has a good, albeit sarcastic, sense of humor

is gonna cash in Cipactli’s v-card, but tenderly, because soft otps are my jam

I have to do more development with Maris, but here is her skeleton, built out of blocks! I might just write some stuff for her and Cipactli in the future because I have seen two (2) Stellamore fics, one on Tumblr and one on Ao3, which is a tragedy.

Anyway, I know I went overboard, but I hope this helps and gives insight into my process as to how I write my OCs! :)

#Anonymous #writing tips #long post #you GUYS im in LOVE with STELLAMORE #maris

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Love Hate Relationship

One Shot

Description: Jungkook was a horrible boyfriend to you. He was mean not very caring but good at pleasing you.You were pretty sure he didn’t give a fuck about you, but when you cheated on him, things turned out to be different.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Cound: 4200k

Warnings: Rough sex, Disgrading names, Dom!Jungkook, Thigh riding, just filth.

PART 2

A/N: A short but very effective smutty smut with our Maknae on the streets,God in the sheets.

"Jungkook, I am going home!" You said sighing out loud in annoyance. It's been four hours since you came over, thinking you'd fuck but you ended up watching him play some game on his computer.

"Fucking stay here and shut up Y/N, it's important." He just cussed out, his eyes never leaving the monitor. Jungkook was a fucking piece of shit who treated you badly but his sex game was on point. And before anyone could judge you, it was not just the sex, he was very rarely not rude to you, and when he wasn't, he was very likable. You were dating him for two years and you didn't feel like leaving him despite his attitude. You couldn't imagine what life would be without him so you chose to just ignore his arogance and put up with his shit as soon as he gives you a good dick.But lately, things were getting out of hands. He'd call you to come over, then make you wait for hours for him to come back from his soccer practise, he wouldn't want to go out, he wouldn't fuck you, he was really giving you nothing. You were suspecting him in cheating, but when you went through his phone you couldn't find anything, when you went to his practises, he wouldn't do anything suspicious. Yes, Jungkook was giving you his phone the moment you wanted it, that's one of the few good things for you, he wouldn't keep it in secret, which led your suspicious past.

You rolled your eyes. This was the third time he said that since you were here. Usually you'd just watch some drama on his TV or go talk to his roommate Taehyung who was way kinder than him, but today you were not in the mood.You had a bad day at work and you needed his comfort, you needed him to be gentle to hug you, kiss you and fuck you gently.That's exactly what you needed but he didn't seem like he was going to give it to you anytime soon, so you just stood up and walked towards him. "I am leaving. Play your stupid game, I'll see you tomorrow." You hissed as you took your bag and leaned closer to him. He tilted his face towards you, trying his best to look at the screen, as he pouted his lips which initiated a kiss. You gave him a peck as he mummbled an "Okay babe," before returning his attention towards the screen.

You gave him a look before leaving, and even though it lasted a second, hundreds of thoughts passed right through your mind.Yes, you were basically living with him, you were used to his presence, but yet you felt so far away from him, and that didn't seem to be changing anytime soon. You had good moments but most of them were in the bed, when you two had sex. That's the only time he showed any interest in you, the only time he looked at you like you were a goddess, and thanks to god that he made you beautiful and sexy. Jungkook was a very very attractive man, he had killer body, he had a nice voice, he had soft lips, everything from his outside was the bomb. People who didn't know how things between you stood, would say you were the best couple and the hottest couple ever. They'd ship you two hard. And you were, but just in bed. Jungkook was a cold hearted motherfucker and you hated him for that. From the outside he was glowing but he was really rotten from the inside.

"Fucking bastard." You hissed as soon as you closed the door. "I'll just leave your pathetic ass if you keep this up." You continued talking to yourself, letting your anger out in the elevator.You had enough of his shit, and attitude and you were actually considering on leaving him. The thing was that he ruined you emotionally, and leaving him wouldn't get him to care, you thought. Maybe you had to do something nastier to make him hurt atleast a bit of the pain you had to endure trough those 2 years. All the crying nights, due to his lack of interest in you, all the time he cussed at you, everything you had to endure. You wanted to make him feel hurt atleast for a bit, just to give him a taste of what real pain felt like.

A few days has passed since the last time you saw Jungkook. You were not mad at him anymore, you were more ignorant. You really did have enough of his shit, and you decided to not ruin yourself over him anymore, all you needed was a little push to do the thing you deep down wanted to do, for a while now. You got a call on the morning from Jungkook, him inviting you over tonight. You agreed ofcourse, you missed him, and to be more exact you missed his dick. All you wanted to do today is go to his place, have sex with him and consider if you were going to leave him finally. But first, you needed to get your needs fulfilled.

The day went by fast because your work was stressfull today too. You worked in a company where you had to do so much paperwork, it made your head spin. You hated your job but it paid really well so you didn't have that much of a choice. Your boss would always make you do extra work, because he tried hitting on you and when you rejected him, he couldn't take it, so he tried his best to make your life there miserable as fuck. You had woken up early and you were working all day so you were definitely tired. You dragged yourself up the stairs of his apartment complex because the elevator was out of order and you had to walk up 10 floors. Of course it took you a while since you were tired enough. When you reached his apartment you put your keys out and let yourself in, because Jungkook would never come welcome you.

You sighed as you took your heels off, and undid a button or two of your white shirt, that was tucked in your black skin tight skirt. You threw your beg on the couch, and realised that the apartment was pretty quiet and dark. Usually Jungkook would be yelling at the computer or his music would be banging as he did his push-ups or some shit, but today it was unusally quiet. You looked around, and just when you were about to enter his room, your phone started ringing and his name popped up,

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" Jungkook spoke.

"I was just about to go into your room, where are you?"

"Oh damn. Well I am going to be late, you can wait or you could go home because I don't know how long it would take."

You rolled your eyes, as you breathed out in annoyance, "Jungkook.. we haven't seen eachother in days, I need to see you today. Don't you get that?"

"Really?" He teased , which annoyed me ten times more but atleast you knew we were going to fuck, when he came back, he was in the mood.

"I need your bomb ass dick." You chuckled.

"Atleast two hours Y/N , sorry."

"Fuck your two hours, I'd just get myself off in your damn bed then!" Too long, I'd be sleeping in two hours.

"Well, do as you wish, I can't do shit right now."

"Fuck you Jungkook." You yelled.

"Yea yea, I gotta go now. Bye." He rushed you as he hung up on you, and you swear you wanted to throw you phone at the ground in annoyance.

You heard a door open as you saw Taehyung, Jungkook's roommate exiting his room. You snapped your eyes at his direction as he froze on his place, staring at you confusingly. You smirked as you walked towards him. And that when you made the mistake.A mistake or not you didn't even feel sorry when you fucked Taehyung against his door. It was that little push you needed to figure out what to do next. That same night, after you had a quick sex with Taehyung, Jungkook didn't even came home, so you left after getting what you came.

The next day you were once again in Jungkook's place but this time he was home and again, he was playing his games like usual. You stared at him the whole time wondering how to tell him what you needed to tell him, or if you should just break up. Your tried to catch his attention once or twice as you kissed his neck but he shrugged it off everytime. You breathed out as you stood up and took a deep breath. It was now or never.

"Jungkook," you started but he didn't even acknowleadged you, so you decided that he probably wouldn't care anyway, so you just spat it out, "I fucked Taehyung yesterday."

Jungkook stil didn't move, but you realise he actually, didn't move. His hands were still, his character was getting attacked as Jungkook just stared at the screen for what seemed like a age. He then slowly spun on his chair around so he could face you, with an expression you had never seen. His eyes were dark, his hands were holding the chair's arm, like he was about to break them, and more importantly he didn't seem to give a fuck about his game, which is what shocked you the most. You gulped hard, suddenly feeling nervous due to the lack of response from Jungkook and his intense glare at you, when you finally heard him speak,

"What did you say?"

The shock and anger were more than visible in his eyes. They grew a tone darker, his lips went dry and more importantly his game that was going, and he was actually dying in it just stayed at the background, completely ignored. His eyes were piercing yours and you felt a bit uneasy, but then you reminded yourself why you did what you did.

"It's all your fault! I am a human being Jungkook, you should have treated me like one!" You raised your hands in the air in defense, getting nervous and angry at the same time. Jungkook's eyes only grew darker and scarier, he pursed his lips in a thin line, forming a disgust on his face.He stared at your for a second that seemed like a year to you, as you began sweating in anticipation of his answer.

Suddenly Jungkook jumped up from the chair, making you jump in your place, as he grabbed both of your shoulders and pushed you against the door so hard, you whinced in pain, knowing if he was just a bit harded he would have broken a bone in your spine. Even thou you whinced in pain, squeezing your eyes shut both from pain and fear of what he'd do next, you heard him speak, but his voice was deeper than the devil, you could hear the spite and anger in his low husky tone,

"You horny slut," he began as you slowly opened your eyes and looked at him, to see him actually smirking, even thou it was a twisted smirk that was scaring the shit out of you, "you deserve to be kicked out like the fucking bitch you are, but I am not that rude," yea sure, you thought.

"No, you are even more rude," you spoke back, which wasn't much to his liking at the moment.

"Shut the fuck up," he began as his left hand let go of your arm and wrapped around your throat but instead of choking you, like you thought he would do, he just held you gently in place, "I'm going to teach you a lesson, for cheating on your boyfriend."

He was beyond mad. You could see that.Seeing him flip like, meant like he cared about you, which made your heart flutter. So he did give a fuck about you and who you fuck, and that formed a little smile on your face. He was so sexy at the moment that you couldn't refuse looking at him. You hoped he'd tie you up and fuck you like a little bad bitch,but little did you know.

"Are you jealous?" You raised your hand and put in on the side of his neck, slightly pulling him closer to you.He left out a chuckle before he slightly tightened the grip on your throat,"I am beyond furious, I am ready to go to the other room and beat Taehyung to death, but it's not his fault that you are a little, needy, horny bitch." he moved closer to your face, his lips barely touching yours as he spoke," I want to dump your trashy ass for what you did, but that pussy is mine and only mine, it can never be anyone else's, do you understand that bitch?"

You nodded eagerly, feeling the arousal you were feeling for a while,water the thin material of your panties."Yes , yes Jungkook, it's only yours!" you felt defeated as you felt yourself needy for his touch, for his cock. You felt his cologne hitting you and it almost made your head spin in delight. Jungkook's scent was something you would never be over at. You felt his breathing in your face, and it was the hottest thing ever. Since he didn't say anything you leaned in and locked your lips with his but in a response he pushed your throat back, pulling you away from him,"Fuck no. You don't get to kiss me now, get on your fucking knees." he ordered as his hand traveled to the back of your hair as he got a grip of your hair, and forced you to go down on your knees.

"Suck my cock, like it's the last time you'll get the chance," he ordered and you nodded, immediately grabbing the hem of his shorts and boxers, as you took his dick out and began leaving worshiping kisses all over his length. It was easy for you because he was already hard, Jungkook was always hard for you, which boosted your ego to the extreme.Jungkook pulled you head backwards as your brought your eyes up to his,"Don't fucking tease me, suck!" he ordered as he pushed your head closer to his dick, as you wasted no time, being the needy slut you were, you immediately opened your mouth and bobbed down as much as you could. Jungkook's dick was pretty big so you were not able to take it all in but you took most of it. You heard Jungkook moan when his head hit the back of your throat, and his sinful moan made you so wet you thougth you were already dripping to the floor.

You slowly proped up your head before you slided back down as much as you could. You began sucking his dick in a steady pace, licking it, your saliva running down his length. He hissed and squeezed your hair when he felt really good, and every moan that escaped his mouth made you hornier and hornier, "Fuck, just like that baby, suck my cock," Jungkook hissed, and upon hearing him use that gentle word for you, you moaned on his dick,which made him twitch in pleasure. He slowly slided his hand to the sides of your neck and you already knew what he was about to do, so you opened your mouth as much as you could, as Jungkook began thrusting his hips back and forth, his head hitting the back of your neck, making you and him moan loudly with each trust.

You had your hands on his firm thighs that were beyond flexed at the moment, and you were dying to ride them at the moment. His thrust became faster and rougher as you knew he was about to cum any second.When you needed to take a breath you dug your nails in his thighs, as he came in your mouth immediately, while pulling his dick out. He waited for every drop of cum to end in your mouth as he smirked, "Swallow." and you did as you were told. Your mouth was abused and red, your lips trippled their normal size, as Jungkook put his dick back in his pants and placed his hand under your chin, holding it up so he could look you in the eyes as he spoke, "You look so hot after I fucked your mouth, I'd cum on your face if I could. Get up, we are not done!" He said, as you let go of his thighs and proped up on your legs as they wobbled at the weakness of your knees.

He grabbed your arm for support or whatever, as he pulled you to the bed, where he sat and forced you down on his lap. The moment you sat, you jumped on him, kissing his mouth like crazy, immediately rubbing your drenched pussy against his bulge. He kissed you for a second before pulling away smirking,"Slow down, you are --"

"Please Jungkook, kiss me, touch me, fuck me!I need you so bad!" You bascially cried out loud in his face, not letting go of you hold of him , at the back of his neck. Jungkook smirked as he placed his hand over your clothed pussy and felt how wet you were immediately ,"Fuck you are dripping," he commented as he slowly rubbed your slit with two fingers, making you moan, before he grabbed your waist and adjusted you so you were sitting on his thigh as he spoke, "Come on, cum on my thigh and if I like it I may fuck you."

I closed your eyes as you hips rolled up his thigh as he flexed it and increased your sensation as you immediately let out a needy moan of his name, and began rubbing yourself against him, moaning every two seconds. He placed his hands on your ass as he gave it a firm squeeze before he helped your grind on his thigh, as he pushed you even further to the naked skin on his thighs, since his shorts went up to his crotch almost. You could feel his skin burning in hear, and with the heat of your drenched pussy you were so near to cumming you could feel it. You burried your face in the crook of Jungkook's neck, when you kept moaning and panting his name, your hips never stopping grinding.

"Fuck, you sound so needy.. you fucking cunt, you are dying for me to fuck you, aren't you?" He spoke as you cried out a muffed "yes" and he chuckled, tightening the grip on your ass.You felt the wave hitting you as you whined loudly, "I'm cumming, oh my god, I am.." as you felt it hit you like a storm, wetting your pantied to the point were they were more than dripping, as you felt how your fluids leaked down on Jungkook's thigh to the soft material of his sheets.

You stood there for a brief second breathing heavily, trying to collect your thoughts as much as you could. Just then you felt Jungkook's arms wrap around your waist as he actually hugged you. Your eyes widened as you felt him hugging you, since you couldn't remember the last time he even hugged you as you immediealy spoke, "I love you, you fucking bastard, I fucking love you." As you hugged him back even tighter.

"I know," he responded quietly, which to you meant he loved you too, because he'd never tell you that anyway so you smiled, as you felt him standing up a bit before he turned around and threw you on the bed, immediately getting himself between your legs, "One "I love you" won't cut it thou." he said in a serious tone, as he grabbed your panties and basically ripped them off of your legs, as he placed one of his fingers inside of you immediately, as you grabbed the sheets in response, moaning out loud. "Nah, scratch that." he spoke , as you felt him taking out his finger, and before you could ask what was he doing, you felt him pushing his dick inside of you to the fullest, moving your whole body upwards as he settled himself inside of you. Both of you moaned at the feeling, as Jungkook placed both of his hands by the sides of your head for support as he fixated his eyes on yours, and began rolling his hips in and out of you slowly but deeply.

You stared at him, your mouth constantly open due to the strong feeling of joy you felt between your legs, but his piercing eyes were arousing you even more. He was staring at you with a different stare, a hungry yet apologetic look, and you knew he was upset you cheated on him,but now, you were fnally upset and actually sorry too. You hated that you did what you did, but in the end maybe that was the turning point your relationship had to meet. You wrapped your arms around his head again pulling him in for a kiss. A kiss, he finally responded to. His hips began thrusting harder into you, the hunry kiss lighting both of you on fire, it was a kiss like never before, it was a kiss like the one you'd have when you haven't been intimate for weeks, it was a "I fucking missed you kiss" and it was beyond amazing.

When your lips finally parted Jungkook panting , and you breathing hard, his tempo was getting sloppier faster and harder, as you knew his release was coming, but so did yours. "Jungkook, yes, just like that!" you moaned out loud ,as he hissed in response. Suddenly he pulled himself out, and before you could ask why, he spun you around, your face now facing the bed, as he lifted up your hips and slammed his cock in you from behind. You basically yelled at how fast and rough he thrusted, and you were sure the whole building fucking heard you yelling.

"Shut the fuck up, you are gonna wake my neighbours," Jungkook hissed as he held your hips and thrusted in you harder and harder. You could feel your orgasm knocking on the door again, and you felt Jungkook getting even harder and bigger and you knew he was about to cum any second. You felt him hovering over your back, as he grabbed your hair and pulled your hair backwards, as he spoke into your ear in a low and seductive voice, "Come on baby girl, cum all over my cock." which was more than enought to push you over the edge. You came with a loud whine of his name , as he kept thrusting inside of you until he came too , filling you up to the fullest with his cum.

A few seconds later you both collapsed on the matress, trying your best to collect your breaths. None of you spoke for a minute or two, as you slowly propped up and laid on top of Jungkook, "Baby-," you began but you were quickly cut off ,as Jungkook spun around making you the one on the bottom, as he held your wrists to the sides of your head, pinning them down to the matress as he spoke in his usual but still breathless voice,

"You are only mine, is that clear enough Y/N?"

"Yes," you nodded as you smiled,

"If you ever do that again, I'll make you regret it, and I won't be this gentle."

"Never again." You shook your head, the smile on your face growing bigger.

Jungkook's serious face suddenly softened as he let out a barely visible smile, but you caught it immediately, and it made your heart melt, Jungkook rarely smiled at you and this time you saw it as clear as water. He slowly collapsed on you again, letting out a deep sigh in the crook of your neck, before rolling to the side next to you,

"I probably died 25 times , but atleast it was worthy. I had to claim back what's mine." He spoke as you snapped your head at him, grinning like a kid. You stared at him for a second before , shooting a question you rarely asked but never got the answer, "Jungkook, do you love me?"

Jungkook froze upon hearing your question, his eyes fixated on the ceiling as he remained silent for a while. You could hear your heart beating in your ears, your whole body anticipating the answer that you so much wanted to hear, even thou a big part of you knew it was not going to work again. You used that time, after an amazing sex like that to bring him to say it but he'd never fall for it, he'd just brush the question off, that's why the next two words made your heart stop,

"I do."

#jungkook #jungkook smut #bts #bangtan smut #bts scenarios #jungkook scenarios

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