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9 and 25 with Chris. Can number 9 be like He looks just like you?
Press Tour (C.E)
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Summary: You and Chris go to your first press tour after Covid with your son, Theodore and it is just a little bit more hectic than you imagined.
Warnings: just some tooth rotting.
Having a baby with you on tour was not the most ideal situation but you knew you could handle it because your husband was a great help. That man has been by your side from the day you took the pregnancy test to the nights where the baby didn't go to sleep at all. Chris always insisted on night shifts so that you could rest up and he arranged his schedule according to your so you both did not lag behind in your career. Covid just made it a little easier for you guys to parent. You were lucky to have him in your life and no one could deny it.
This press tour was your and Chris's first one back after Covid and your baby who was currently five months old. The last Avengers movie was just released before the pandemic so some of the tours have been online but this was the first one in person. You’re not going to lie, you were a little bit nervous about appearing in public but Chris would be right beside you so it was all going to be okay. The tour was starting from Boston so luckily Lisa would be able to babysit Theodore while you guys had to go to the conference.
“Everyone’s goin’ out for breakfast. You wanna join them, love?” Chris stuck his head into the hotel room to ask you because you were still feeding Teddy. Your husband had strictly told everyone to not come into the room because no one was allowed to see you, even the girls. They all just rolled their eyes but they knew that he was just messing around. Still, no one dared defy his orders just yet.
“Don’t think so, Chris.” Replying tiredly, you just stroked your baby boy’s hair who was solely focused on his food.
Theo didn’t sleep last night because he had developed a slight fever last night. You didn’t know what caused it but Lisa assured you that it was just because of traveling and change of routines. He had become really clingy and just wanted to suckle on you (even though you were pretty sure you had run out of milk a long time ago). It was just a bonding exercise for him because babies this age usually get really attached to their mother. You loved your son with your whole heart but you were truly tired right now; your body ached in places you didn’t even know existed.
“’kay. I’ll go and tell the oth-”
“Wait, no.” You were about to move but then you realised that you had a cranky baby in your arms. “Go with them and enjoy sometime together. I can handle this li’l munchkin.”
Closing the door behind him, he slowly made his towards your exhausted figure. “Told y’this a lot of times, darling. We’re in this together and ‘m not just going out while you stay here and take care of our baby.”
“No buts. If you’re staying, I’m staying. End of discussion.”
“Okay. Gimme a kiss now.” After spending a sweet moment together, Chris texted in the group that they can go ahead with their plans and ordered room service. No matter what your husband says, you were in no shape to be seen in public right now with spit covering your t shirt and your crazy hair mangled in a messy bun.
“Hey bubba. Y’feeling alright now?” Covering yourself with your shirt, you placed him on your lap. The coos that left his mouth were music to your ears after listening to him wailing in pain all night. He stuffed his fist in his mouth and you both laughed when he was unable to get the whole thing in. “Mummy and daddy were really worried for you. Yes, we were.”
You would have continued talking to your sweet boy, if Chris hadn’t interrupted. “Let me burp him and you can rest for a while, darling.”
“Okay. I need to shower as well.”
“Take a relaxing bath and Theo can spend sometime with daddy.”
As Chris started pacing around the room with Teddy’s face tucked in his shoulder, you realised how similar they look. He had Chris’s ice blue eyes, his soft, thin lips and his brunette hair with a wisp of blonde in them. You had created a mini replica of him and you were damn proud of it.
Before you could stop yourself, the words left your mouth in an adorning whisper, “He looks just like you, love. Our li’l bunny.” One of the nicknames that you had for Chris was ‘bunny’ and you have called your son by this endearment from the day he was born because he looked just like your husband. Your two bunnies.
“Know he does.” That cocky smirk on his face was a teasing one and you just shook your head at his antics.
“‘kay, Mr Hotshot. I’m first going to go over lines for tomorrow and then go for a shower.”
“Darlin', no. Just rest up for a while and then do it.”
“I won’t have time afterwards, Chris. Theo will need me afterwards and this tour is also important.”
Putting Theo into his bassinet, he took a hold of your arms and made you sit on the bed. “Darling, the tour is important but you need to rest as well.”
“I’ll help you prepare for them at night and Seb and Scarlett can take care of Theo for sometime. He likes them better, anyways.”
“That’s true.” You chuckled lightly as you remembered all the times that Theo preferred to stay with both of them then coming to you or Chris. The kid already knew that they were his god parents, you were sure of it.
“Let’s sleep for a while and I’ll cancel the room service. We can eat after we get up.”
“Done.” As soon as you laid down, you realised just how tired you were. Snuggling close to your husband, you whispered a small ‘I love you’ and drifted off to sleep.
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Pairing: Viktor x gn!reader
Word count: 2.9k
Tags: fluff, christmas/winterfest, friends to lovers (WHAT ELSE),
Request: I merged @ohmybubbletea's and @viktors-lover's request, I hope it's ok loves! ❤
ohmybubbletea asked: Hi! First time requesting 💕 I love your blog and I just saw you're accepting some! What about Viktor trying to invite his crush to look at Christmas lights and visit the cute market? Maybe even a first kiss? 👀
viktors-lover asked: VIKTOR STRESSING IN HOLIDAY SEASON BECAUSE EVERYONE IN THE LAB IS TAKING HOLIDAY BREAK AND HE DOESNT N READER JUST STAYS W HIM DURING THE TIME N HE REALIZES LIKE WAIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE ON HOLIDAY ITS CHRISTMAS EVE FOR GODS SAKES AND READER JUST SAYS ITS BECAUSE I LO- CARE ABOUT YOU, A LOT. Sorry i just really need to see some holiday fluff or anything, please..?🥺
A/N: I was working on this for the past few days and idk, I really wanted it to be good for you guys and rework it and rewrite it but idk I got very insecure about my writing all of a sudden so I hope you'll like it! 😳🤧 Also did I do a little edit for my silly little christmas story? of course I did! Enjoy! ❤
Winter has finally arrived in Piltover. At this time of the year the first snow usually fell down onto the city, making everything seem much quieter and more peaceful than usual. The building’s golden accents were now covered in snow, the golden shimmer replaced with colorful festive lights. People were coming and going on the streets, little clouds of their breath covering their face.
In the Academy Park, a big tree was set up every year, decorated with all kinds of lights and colorful decoration pieces, drawing all attention to itself. Students and professors both found it harder to concentrate around the time of Winterfest. One last final effort before the holidays and the new year, then they could go home to their families, their friends and relax together while eating delicious food.
You were walking around the Academy after finishing your last class. You were on your way to Viktor’s lab, a lunch bag in one of your hands filled with delicious (and warm) pastries. You knew he was still working so much despite it being Winterfest. It was just how he operated. Viktor was your friend for a few years now, you met when he was still Heimerdinger’s assistant. Since then, a lot of things have changed – but your feelings towards him didn’t. If you were honest, you felt much more for him than simple friendship. It was so much more: adoration, respect, love. You quickened your steps as your hands started to get cold as you reached his door. One disadvantage of having such a huge Academy building was that it was usually pretty cold in there.
You knocked on the door before you heard his sweet voice inviting you in. You stepped into the room which was unusually bright – all the curtains were open, the sun reflecting on the snow outside made it exceptionally well lit. Yet it seemed way too small when its only occupants were you and Viktor.
‘I brought you lunch.’ You said as you settled onto a chair next to him. Jayce was nowhere to be seen, you assumed he went out to spend some time with his mother. Viktor took the bag from you with a smile on his face, which only spread further after he saw what was in there. The room just got even brighter from it.
‘You know me too well, Y/n.’ He said as he got the pastries out of the bag, handing one of them to you which you gladly accepted. Having lunch with him was the favorite part of your day. You two sat in silence for a bit while eating your food, you were looking out at the window on the snow-covered city while he was seemingly lost in his thoughts as usual.
‘Are you leaving today?’ He asked all of a sudden, eyes still wandering everywhere except you. You raised an eyebrow at him, not quite understanding what he meant, but your heart picked up its pace without your control.
‘Where would I be leaving?’ You replied with a question, genuine curiosity in your voice.
‘You know, on a holiday. For Winterfest.’ He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Well actually it was – everyone was either leaving or already left to celebrate with their loved ones. However, it didn’t even occur to you to leave for the holidays, because you wanted to spend them with Viktor. With this realization in your mid, you quickly averted your gaze from his face, not knowing what to say. You were getting a bit flustered and he always found it amusing when you did.
‘No, I don’t think I will be leaving. I was thinking about spending time here for the holidays.’ You finally said, smiling at him. He let a small smile find its way past his lips, it was like if he wanted to hide it from you. You didn’t attribute any meaning to the motion, but your heart started to beat heavily in your chest. You thought you could handle being near Viktor after all these years, but you really couldn’t. He somehow made you so happy and sad at the same time it was maddening. You wished to stay away and be close to him at the same time, feeling light headed when he smiled at you or touched you, like a spark igniting your whole body. He had no idea about the effects he had on you and you had no intention to let him know either. While you were lost in your thoughts he leaned back in his chair, legs comfortably crossed and he drummed on the desk with his fingers.
‘Why? Everyone, all your friends will be leaving and spending their time with their loved ones.’ He said, not looking at you, it was like he was thinking out loud. Somehow you felt like he was teasing you. Was he teasing? It was probably just your mind playing games.
‘You are not leaving. And you are my friend, Viktor.’ You replied, smiling at him. Little did you know that every time you did his heart filled with happiness and love. He smiled at your words, a small, loving smile which you knew all too well. Your heart swelled at the sight as you leaned back in the chair as well.
‘So, you are staying for me?’ He asked and only looked at you when he said the last words. For him. You laughed out loud to hide how flustered he made you. He was definitely teasing.
‘Is that so bad? I can always leave if you want.’ You replied to him, matching his tone. You knew he didn’t want you to leave. Not because he didn’t like your company at least. He would probably want to try to convince you to go but only because he wouldn’t want you to miss out on anything because of him. His smile faltered for a second before he continued. He was playing with a pen on his desk, and you could see him thinking so hard that you could basically hear his thoughts.
‘I was thinking about something else.’ He started, looking at you with his sweet honey eyes, his expression was uncertain for a second before he continued. Your heart was pounding in your chest, and now it was your turn to be afraid that he could see it under your academy jacket. Giving away your feelings. You almost missed his words because of the deafening sound of your heartbeat in your ears.
‘Would you want to visit the Winterfest fair in the city? With me?’ He finally asked and for a second you felt like your heart stopped beating altogether. This was no big deal. You two visited plenty of places before. But just the thought of being with him under the holiday lights, wandering around the fair seemed so magical you could hardly imagine.
‘I would love to.’ You finally answered, your voice much calmer than you expected and you were happy that you could keep your excitement to yourself. Or at least you thought so, because he clearly noticed it, and acknowledged it with a smile to himself.
He walked over to the coat hanger near the door and put his coat on, before wrapping a big fuzzy scarf around his neck. You couldn’t help but adore how he looked – his lean figure wrapped in the long coat and the warm scarf covering his mouth, only letting his nose peek out from under it. When his amber eyes met yours, you quickly averted your gaze, chuckling a bit. You put your own coat and scarf on, crowning it with a cute hat. He opened the door and stepped aside so you could exit the lab. He looked down on you as you passed him, the scent of your sweet perfume filling his nose. He closed his eyes in attempt to steady his heartbeat, but with no luck. You could basically feel the heat radiating off his body as you passed by him an inch too close than it was necessary, and a tingling sensation ran through your spine as you did. You couldn’t deny it but loved to tempt fate with touches just a bit too long, interactions just a bit too close.
You walked in a comfortable pace around the city, headed towards the big square where they held every big celebration in Piltover. The streets were neatly decorated with garlands and lights and colorful ornaments. Merchants were standing outside their shops, trying to lure people inside, bakers, toy makers, jewelers. The smell of cinnamon lingered in the air as you approached the fair.
On the big square there were different small tents and pop-up shops, all filled with delicious food, drink and all kinds of trinkets and merchandise. In the middle you saw a huge tree, decorated to the last inch, twinkling and glowing beautifully as the sky got darker. From the top of it several strings of lights were led to every side of the square, creating the illusion of the roof of a tent. When you looked up the twinkling lights mixed with the light of the first stars. It felt magical. You felt a touch on your back and it startled you for a second before you realized it was Viktor.
‘Gorgeous, is it not?’ He asked, looking at the lights with you. His honey eyes seemed even more golden than usual because of the glow around the two of you. You looked up at him in awe, he seemed even more beautiful than he was in your dreams. You felt like your heart could burst at any second. He looked down at you, smiling into his scarf. Your breath got caught in your throat as his eyes met yours. He gestured towards the fair with his arm, then nodded to you.
‘Shall we?’ You nodded to his question, smiling wide at him. He could swear your smile was the most beautiful thing to ever see. You walked peacefully in the whirlwind of people, families were walking around and chatting, kids running around, couples slowly pacing between the stalls and tents. You couldn’t help but let your thoughts wander to the idea that you could be one of those couples. A little nudge to your side snapped you out of your thoughts. It was Viktor, holding out a steaming cup of liquid towards you.
‘Something to keep you warm.’ He smiled and handed it over to you. His fingers brushed yours as he handed the hot drink over, and your heart fluttered. Such small things could drive you crazy. You were head over heels for this man. ‘Y/n, your hand is freezing!’ He exclaimed, genuinely shocked by how cold your hands were.
‘Oh yes, I left my gloves in the dorm.’ You replied casually as you took the drink away and wrapped both your hands around it. You smelled it cautiously, it was your favorite tea. You looked up at him with the widest grin.
‘Thank you so much.’ You said, sipping into the drink. You felt it warm up your body and the contrast between the cold of the world and the feeling of the warm drink sent a shiver down your spine. He was standing so close to you it felt like the whole world just got smaller. His arms occasionally brushed against yours and even though it was the most innocent thing in the universe it made heat spread over your body. You stood there for a while, peacefully drinking your tea when an older woman approached the two of you.
‘May I offer some roses darlings?’ She asked in a raspy voice, a basket full of beautiful clockwork roses on her arms. She held one out towards you and you felt the hotness creep up your body, your heart slamming against your chest.
‘N-no th-‘ you wanted to refuse her offer but Viktor interrupted you.
‘We would love one, thank you.’ He said quickly and took the rose from the woman’s hand and paid for it. She thanked him for being so generous and slowly walked away.
‘Happy Winterfest!’ You heard her old voice call out to you, but your attention was focused on the rose he held out in front of you. It was gorgeous – its petals looked like they were made from little cogs, the whole rose was a beautifully forged piece. You looked up at him while taking the flower away, his golden eyes twinkling with anticipation and he had something else in his eyes you couldn’t quite pinpoint.
‘It’s beautiful.’ You said, letting out the breath you didn’t even realized you were holding. He opened his mouth for a second then closed it, like he wanted to say something but changed his mind. “Thank you, Viktor.” You added, holding the flower close to yourself.
“Walk with me.” He said, looking at you like you were a riddle, a mystery. The most precious thing on earth that he had to figure out. His simple words made your heart flutter and you nodded, stepping next to him and following. Your mind was racing and went blank at the same time. You could only focus on the rose and think about the implication behind it. Its metal touch felt cold under your fingers and it sent a shiver down your body.
“Can I give you my gloves? Your fingers must be freezing off.”
You shook your head quickly, looking up and down between him and your hands.
“I’m fine. You really don’t have to. And if you do your hand will be the one that freezes off!”
You already left the loud noises of the fair behind yourself. You were standing in a quiet little street; only faraway discussions could be heard and the lights weren’t so bright here. They were glowing on Viktor’s face, drawing a soft halo on it.
“At least let me hold it then.” He said, the sentence is a statement and the question at the same time. You blinked up at him a few times before your brain caught up with his words, but by that time he gently took your hand into his, the warm touch of his palm was the total opposite of your cold hands. He took his gloves off. Your head felt light from the contact.
“Better, is it not?” He asked and all you could do was nod furiously and smile. He chuckled at your enthusiasm, and looked into your eye. You wanted to avert your gaze but you were drawn to him, like a starving man to his first meal.
“Y/n.” He said your name like it was a prayer.
“Did you really stay because of me?” He asked and your insides turned into thousands of butterflies, all fluttering in your chest, trying to escape. Was there a point in denying it? Did you want to deny it at all?
“Yes.” You breathed out and his eyes and smile both grew wider.
“Why?” He asked, but you were 80% sure he already knew the answer. You just weren’t sure if you wanted to say it.
“Because I lo-“ You started but caught yourself, stumbling with the words and correcting them. “Because I care about you, and I didn’t want you to spend Winterfest alone.”
Viktor let go of your hand for a second and gently moved it up to your cheek. You could see him smile under his scarf and your heart skipped a beat from his touch. He gave you a knowing look before he started to speak again.
“I am flattered.” He pulled you closer to him, his body and face dangerously close to yours and you were afraid your knees were going to give out any second. “I also wanted to spend the holidays with the one I love.”
The gears in your head turned to a halt as his lips pressed onto yours. You felt like your body completely froze, you couldn’t process the feeling of his soft lips. After a second you returned his kiss as relief, happiness and excitement washed over you body. You wrapped your arms around his neck, tugging his scarf lightly as you pushed yourself closer to him. His palm moved from your cheek to rest on the back of your neck as the top of his tongue brushed your lower lip and if not for holding onto him for dear life you knew your knees would’ve betrayed you already. Every bush of his tongue against yours sent a jolt through your body. You’ve never felt happier.
He broke the kiss and smiled to himself, resting his forehead against yours. You closed your eyes and let out a low chuckle, still processing what just happened.
“I love you, Viktor.” You breathed out, burying your face into his chest. He moved his hand to your head, caressing lightly as he wrapped his other arm around you, still holding his cane. You’ve never felt this warm in your entire life. “This has to be my best Winterfest.” You chuckled and he let out a low laugh as well. You’ve never seen him so relaxed before.
“I have to outperform myself next year then.” You smiled at the implication of his words and looked up at him, pressing a soft kiss on his lips.
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Camilo simping over magical!Reader
Ooooh ! I like this one !
- So in this AU the family Madrigal don't have magical gifts.
- They're still very united ; Alma still founded Encanto, but she was helped with villagers.
- And everyone have a talent related to their original gift (like anon said (Luisa would continue to be strong, Isabella would make an excellent gardener, Antonio would be very good with animal ect.).
- Camilo is still as lost and unsure about how he is.
- Either way, life in Encanto was full of struggles but was still very peacefull.
- Until you and your family moved in of course.
- You weren't exactly the typical family, because you guys had something kinda special.
- You hoped that you could get a better life here, and you heard that the people of this town was open-minded, so you decided to come.
- The first person you met of the Madrigal family was Antonio.
- Why ? Well congratulations dear Y/N : you can shapeshift in any animals you want ! (and know).
- He was ecstatic. His eyes were litteraly shining with stars.
- So Antonio was very quick to tell everyone in his family. The first one to know was Camilo.
- And oh boy did he wanted to meet you and your family !
- He only was aware of the things his little brother was able to tell him, but it was enough for him to go talk to you.
- Many town people were also very excited to meet your family, so they were forming a cercle around you downtown.
- When Camilo was able to take a good at you through the crowd, he was stunned.
- Like the world was suddenly in slow motion; you beautiful features were so mesmerizing that he couldn't help a small "wow" escaping from his lips.
- Poor baby didn't knew what to do with himself when you looked at him, smiled and waved.
- His beating heart was way to fast for his liking, so he preferred leaving the conversation for later.
- And you two did shared a lot.
- When you saw him leave you giggled and blush, knowing what that look on himself meant.
- You were the one who came to talk to him. But you wanted to tease him a little.
- So you took the form of a small cat. You waited for him to pass your way, and you jumped on his shoulders.
- You rubbed your head against his cheek bone and chin. And he said "hey, there little guy".
- You came down from him, and transformed back into your normal form to greet him.
- Camilo.exe stopped working. He didn't processed the information immediatly but when he did, boy did he turned into a wreck.
- Stuttering, blushing, hidding himself with his hands and ruana.
- And you just laughed. God does he loves your laugh !
-You were just sooo cute !
- He was usually such a flirt and right now, he was totally under you charm !
- Like damn Y/N ; give this young man's heart a break !
- Camilo gradually felt more comfortable around you, but in his eyes you were just so great, and awesome, and so impressive, and...
- You two would chat for hours.
- He'll be so thrilled to have a fellow prankster ! He will watch you with awe anytime you transform.
- Even if it's to prank him, he will be so happy.
- Like, anytime you come to see him, and ask to spend time with him, he'll be sooo happy ! Not just because of your powers, but also because you help him. A lot.
- You make him think a lot about who he wants to be, everyn questions he asks himself, you're ready to search the answer with him.
- Oh and : he absolutely adores you <3
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This is a fic rec of One Direction fics where both the main characters are teachers as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fic, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find all my other fic recs here. Happy reading!
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“Oh shit, oh my god,” Harry whispers. “You meant—Oh god."
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𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 | Eternals Cast x Reader/Platonic! Anthony Mackie x Reader |
Summary: In which in you are doing Interviews for The Eternals move with the rest of your cast mates as Anthony Mackie casually drops on in.
A/N: I haven’t seen a lot of stuff for the Eternals cast so I though I make something also this was written at like 2 am in the morning so I apologize in advance if this is terrible.
Having been in the MCU for the past seven years since Age of Ultron even though your character Ultear one of the 11 Eternals sent to Earth was first introduced in a small cameo in Captain America the First Avenger as well as in the movie’s sequel before being properly introduced in Age of Ultron.
It’s just been this amazing and phenomenal adventure that has become a part of your life that you can’t imagine yourself not doing a marvel movie. So much as changed in such a short amount of time as your Marvel family continues to expand every single day.
With Eternals being your latest marvel movie since Endgame. However you weren’t doing this your usual cast at first you were nervous working with new cast especially people you haven’t work before but soon enough it felt as if you all known each other for years.
For the past few weeks you and the rest of the cast have been up since six in the morning doing interviews for the press tour. It’s not that you don’t enjoy doing this it was honestly one of your favorite parts to do discussion and talking about each other’s characters and the film itself it did get quiet boring from time to time hearing the same questions over and over again.
It was the last interview of the day and you were all extremely tired and didn’t think much would happen during this interview.
Oh how wrong you were.
During this press tour you were lucky enough to have been partnered up with the lovely Gemma Chan and Barry Keoghan. Having a few minutes to yourself before the interviewer had walked in greeting each of you guys.
“Hi I’m Eliza I’ll be your guys interviewer today and I hope that you all will have fun”
“Of course” Gemma giggled slightly with a smile spreading across her face.
“So I’ll start with Y/N, you have had the most experience working with Marvel and one of the oldest characters in the MCU and this movie we get to see your character’s backstory along with the other Eternals and how she used to be my question is how do think Ultear has changed since her time with the Avengers and how she was before compared to now” I fidgeted with my hands for a while trying to find the right words to say.
“I see we’re starting off strong” I laughed before continuing using my hand to emphasize my words “Well I’d say Ultear has changed a lot we see how she first started out in Avengers she liked to keep her distance from others and had always put her orders above everything else including herself she’s like Ikaris in a sense but unlike Ikaris we see how Ultear grow as a person as she spends more and more time with the avenger who had become her family essentially unlike her time with the Eternals who she wasn’t that close with but since he beginning she always had this sorta childlike wonder to her character completely invested in learning about her emotions and what they meant she wants to show the Eternals how she changed and what I want people to take away from her character when they see this movie is see how much she’s grown and that it’s okay to put yourself first”I finished playing my hands down in my lap turning my head towards Gemma and Barry who both nodded along with my response.
“I agree completely I can’t wait what they have in store for your character next” Eliza smiled “I also wanted to ask having spent time with both the Avengers and The Eternals is there a team that you prefer” Eliza asking trying hold in her laughter as if she couldn’t believe the question she just asked causing the rest of to laugh. Barry who was next to me gave me one of those looks “So which team do you prefer Y/N” he asked I laughed a little nervously “Uhh...is this like which cast I like better or which team Ultear would prefer”
“Whichever one you like”
“Then maybe...oh my god I this is actually really hard cause if you asked me like five years ago I would have said avengers but I don’t know and also because Gemma and Barry are right next to me so I guess maybe Eternals-”I tried to answer before getting cut off by a voice.
“Oh don’t mind me I’m just stopping by to say hello to my good long time friend Y/N” and out of nowhere Mackie somehow appears from behind leaning his shoulder behind my chair causing me to laugh out loud before turning back in my chair to hug Mackie.
“Surprise!” Eliza yelled as Mackie returns my hug now realizing this had been plan. “So what’s this about you picking the Eternals over me”
“Okay first of all the question said avengers and I wast finished cause someone interrupted” I smiled before continuing “I have spent less time technically speaking with this cast and more time with the Avengers cast but my character did spend more time with the Eternals so I’m just going to yes to both because I think both teams are great”
“Yeah sure you do” Mackie teased.
“Oh hush you” I said lightly smacking his arm.
The whole time Mackie was there it had been nonstop laughter and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
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Benny Miller x F!Reader w nickname; No Y/N
18+ Minors DNI
Directly inspired by Long Road Home by @ohnopoe Because pain and angst fuel me 😂
Good lord it’s been a good 3 months or so since I’ve written anything and I’m so sorry. Going through a lot of bullshit is an understatement at this point and I really hope I can get back to doing the things I enjoy!
Read Part 2
Summary: Reader has been rejected by Frankie, her long time crush. Benny comforts her, as he tries to suppress his own feelings for her.
TW: Mentions of drinking; Brief infidelity; Non Descriptive Violence; A little bit of spice near the end 👀
Taking chances is what life is all about, it’s what you’re known for. It’s how you got your nickname, Dice from the boys on your second mission to Brazil.
Unfortunately, in this case it didn’t work out. You told your long time crush, Frankie Morales that you were in love with him after a passionate night together while he was drunk.
You knew it was wrong, with him having a fiancée but the way he looked at you told you it was worth the gamble. So you told him you loved him while you were both drunk and floating on cloud 9. That was, until the next morning.
You woke to a cold spot next to you where he should have been, and a feeling of dread pooling in your stomach. You dressed and walked out to the couch where Frankie was sitting staring blankly ahead of him.
His nexts words weren’t a surprise. You felt your heart split once— twice, splintering into a thousand shards as he almost inaudibly mumbled, “This was a mistake. I never should have come here, I- I have to go back to Maria.” You watched Frankie walk out the door as he left you to cry alone in your apartment, regretting ever having met him.
You spend weeks burying yourself in work and drowning yourself in alcohol as you try to numb the ache of losing the man you’d been in love with, all for one fuck.
Your friends all bombard your phone, asking you to come out for drinks. Will calls to check in once every few days, asking if you need anything. Santiago even calls you from Columbia, begging you to come out and see him swearing up and down he won’t pull you into another one of his schemes. The only person able to pull you out of your pit of despair is Benny, the youngest Miller brother. He called one Tuesday, about 50 times in a row until you finally answered.
“Benjamin Miller if you call me one more time, I swear to god!”
“C’monnnnnn Dice we haven’t seen you in weeks and we miss you! You know I’ve been losing my matches because my lucky Dice isn’t there?”
You huff before chuckling, for the first time weeks. “You sure there isn’t another reason you’re losing? Maybe you just need to train more, I could take you with my arms behind my back.”
“Hey, any time any place baby! But just for fun, let’s make it this Friday at 7. You can get in the ring with me AFTER you watch me whoop Calligan’s ass.”
“Will Frankie be there…?” The question hung for a moment with phone static buzzing in your ear.
“Yeah he’ll be there. Why, what’s going on with you and Fish? Don’t bother lying, cause it’s gotta be big that you don’t hang out with us anymore.”
You tell Benny everything, the crush, that you slept together and that he ultimately didn’t want you. It was like rubbing salt in an open wound retelling what you so badly wanted to forget.
“He said it was a mistake. So now it’s just easier to avoid all of you than to deal with the consequences. He was your friend first, so I weeded myself out.”
“That’s bullshit. I may have known him longer, but I’d pick you over him any day, baby. So fuck all those guys, at the very least you got me. But I really need you to go to the match this Friday. If not as my lucky charm, than to tell me when I’m fuckin up in the fight.”
You sigh and pause again longer than before. You really have missed seeing your friends and going out with them. Maybe Frankie will decide not to go, or if he does you can make an excuse to leave? No. You can’t stay holed up in your house forever, stuck on a man who doesn’t want you.
“Okay. I’ll come, but only so I can kick your ass afterward.”
Friday night comes faster than you expect, but had left plenty of time to worry about how to avoid Frankie. You come to the conclusion that you can’t avoid him, but you sure as hell can ignore him.
You walk into the arena with Will and take a seat in the front row on the side of Benny’s corner. You take a seat and make small talk, catching up on everything you had missed. Will talks about how he’s convinced Santiago to come home for a while, and how he’s flying in tonight. You make up excuse after excuse as to why you’ve been ignoring him and everyone else who tried to get in contact with you ￼the past few weeks.
“Works been that busy huh? Well just don’t do that to us again, we thought something happened to you. Santi nearly bought a ticket home just to bust your door down.”
“Ah I see, is that why he’s coming home?￼”
“Partially. I’ve just missed having all us in together, of course I see Benny all the time cause he’s my brother. But Frankie’s been busy with family stuff, his wife’s pretty far along now. Speak of the devil, looks like he’s here now.”
Wife? No. No, you can’t do this. You’re ready to bolt out the door, but they’re sat back down before you can get up. You’re frozen in your seat wife wife wife chanting in your head, deafening and making you dizzy.
“Hey man we were just talking about you, how’s married life treating you buddy?” Will claps Frankie on the shoulder and sound fades out from around you.
He really did it, he got married. A small part of you had hoped that he would break off his engagement and tell you he made a mistake, but now it was final. You sit picking at anything you can see as you fight the urge to cry. Your tears betray you as a single drop slides down your cheek just as Ironhead turns to you.
“Shit Dice, you alright? What happened?”
“Nothing, I promise. I’m just really happy for Frankie, I didn’t even know he got married.”
“She didn’t want the baby to come and have parents that weren’t married. Went to the courthouse and got married same day.” Frankie blurted. He refused to turn, fumbling with his hat in his hands and looking everywhere but at you.
Will looks between you and Frankie before tugging you up and out of your seat. “Hey Frankie can you hold our seats for us quick? I’m gonna take Dice and go get some more beers. You want the usual?” Fish nods his head and Will nearly drags you out into the lobby. “Are you gonna tell me what the hell happened between you and Fish? You two won’t even look at each other.”
Your throat tightens as you look into a set of piercing blue eyes. Nothing is going how you planned, and from the looks of it nothing is going to get easier. “It’s nothing. We’re just not really on good terms right now, that’s all.” You lie through your teeth, biting your lip to keep it from quivering and hoping to god he would leave it at that.
“All right. Well if you ever need anything, you know you don’t have to hide from us right? We’re your friends. Now let’s get back in there, Benny should be getting ready to go on.”
Benny runs out through the cheering crowds and climbs up and over the cage. He can feel his blood pumping, he knows it’s going to be a good night. After all, you promised you’d be there.
His eyes scan the crowd and finds you walking to your seat with Will plus an arm full of beers. He sees you walking out of your way practically pressed against the cage just to avoid being in a 10 foot radius of Frankie. If he even tries to talk to her tonight, I’m going to kill him.
If there’s one person even more upset about Frankie’s fuck up than you, it’s Ben. Benny Miller is a lot of things; Brash, cocky, goofy— but he is not stupid. Of course over the years he had seen the chemistry that you and Fish had. How could anyone not? There was something in the way that you’d looked at Frankie that knotted up the arteries in Ben’s chest. He could never place the familiar feeling, not even as you told him what happened that night.
But tonight there’s no room for contemplation of feelings. All he wants to do is win; His losing streak has been downright embarrassing. First, he lost to some guy who was from some middle of nowhere town. The second week he lost by 20 points because he couldn’t land a single hit on a human brick house. The third and most embarrassing loss was against someone who had never been in the ring before. It was no coincidence of course, every week he lost you weren’t there in the crowd cheering him on. Every week you ignored him, his worry grew larger into a furious monster that ate away at his mind. ￼But here you are, in the crowd again facing the man who broke your heart to see him fight. He feels in his gut that he’s going to win tonight, and he’s going to win it for you.
And he does. The fight was over in a single round, the opponent got one singular shot on the left side of Benny’s face before his own fists went flying. It was a blur of punches and kicks, all while Benny envisioned Frankie as the target. He had looked over once as the match had started, when he caught Frankie staring at you. It set him off, not believing that after everything he had put you through that he could still look at you like that. So he punched “Frankie” until he tapped out nearly unconscious on the floor.
The official raises Benny’s arm in the air and he pinpoints your location once more before bolting off up and over the cage over to your seat in the stands. He wraps his arms around your waist, lifting and spinning you in the air before peppering your face in kisses. “See baby? Told you, I can’t win without my lucky Dice.”
“You’re so fucking cheesy Miller.” He sets you back on the floor and you wrap your arms around him pressing your face into his sweaty chest.
Benny feels his stomach coil into knots and thinks, this is how it should be. I need more of this. He goes to let you out of his grip; But instead, you tuck yourself into his side under his arm. At this moment, Ben doesn’t care if you’re using him to make Frankie jealous. He wanted more moments like this.
Cleaning Benny up is usually much messier, so you’re thankful that today he only got a split lip and a bruised eye. You sit with him on a bench in the locker room pressing an ice pack to his eye and applying Vaseline to his lip. Behind you, you hear Will talking more about Santiago coming back to town.
“He said his flight landed just as the fight finished. Said he’d meet us at the bar for drinks, so let’s finish up and get out of here. You coming Fish?”
You shot a glance to the corner where Frankie was standing, curled into himself like he was expecting an attack.
“I’ll come for a bit and see Pope, but I really shouldn’t stay out too long. Maria hates when I stay out late.”
You roll your eyes and finish applying the last bandage to a cut above Benny’s eyebrow. When you finish you find his eyes on you, and his hands gently gripping your thighs. You had been so wrapped up in your anger, you failed to notice how he was stroking small circles with his thumb along the sensitive skin behind your legs. It sent a shiver down your spine once it registered jolting your gaze back up to his face.
“Sorry, just looked like you needed to calm down.” He smiled and his hands retreated, taking his warmth with him. Before you could think, you grabbed one and put it back. What the fuck did you do that for? Benny’s expression shot into something unreadable before he gave your leg a last gentle squeeze and bolted up before announcing he was going to shower off.
Fuck me. Benny ran his hands over his face as the hot water from the showers ran through his hair. She was right there, literally in his hands and he let her go. He could’ve went to the bar and revolted every person in the room and he wouldn’t have cared less if he could keep touching her like that.
He scrubbed his body of his stench with his hand lingering just a second too long near his dick when he thought of his hands in the same position on her thighs as before; But being used to spread her legs before he dove into her cunt with his tongue in front of his brother and fucking Frankie. His cock throbbed at the thought, standing at half mast getting lost in the thought of her face blissed out because of him.
He had no reason to be possessive over you, but when you grabbed his hand and put them back on you… Fuck, if that hadn’t been the best thing to happen to him in weeks. He couldn’t figure out if it meant something more, but he didn’t have long to linger on it. His mind twisted the small gesture into something bigger, that had him on his knees lapping at your core and screaming his name. He fisted his cock and was quick to finish himself with the help of you in his mind.
Ben grabbed his towel and made quick work of getting back into regular clothes. He walked back out to the room where you were sitting, looking so fucking pretty even in the shitty pale locker room lights. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pressed a kiss to your temple before nodding a signal to head out.
You took hold of his hand, intertwining your fingers together as you walked to the parking lot; Ben even swore he saw Frankie’s lip twitch into a scowl before it smoothed back over into a frown. Who the fuck is he to be mad? He can’t help but seethe at they way Frankie is staring the two of you down from the corner of his eye.
Catfish lost his chance, and now— With your hand in his, Benny is lost in the thought of you and him being something more.
Part 2 ->
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💫Writing Prompt #32
Hero’s really tired of hiding their relationship with Villain. Quite honestly, the other heros are elitist pricks. Hero decides it’s about time they quit, but not before going out with a bang. So, they oh so causally take Villain, in full costume, to the annual hero gala as their plus one.
“This is Villain, my partner.”
Stunned silence. Blank stares.
“I know. Which is why I said this is Villain. My partner. Kinda how introductions work.”
Hero smiles, and grabs a flute of wine off a tray held by a waiter who’s equally frozen in disbelief. They swirl it around, but don’t take a sip. Instead they lean into Villain’s embrace and glance at the crowd of heros through hooded eyes.
“Hm. Anyways, we’re getting married next week.”
And all hell breaks loose.
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invalidating their s/o’s hard work
w/ oikawa and suna!
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(a/n: the highly requested part 3 is here !!! i hope this part does the others justice hehe😚this one only has 2 characters bc i lost motivation halfway through tho😢anyways—
all scenarios are written in the timeskip !! as always, thank you for your support everyone!💞💞💞)
you knew your boyfriend was a hard worker, and you loved to encourage him
lately he had been working more hours than ever before and you wanted to show him that you appreciated him
so on your day off, you decided to surprise him
you made a ton of food that he liked and prepared the space for a night together
you set up blankets and snacks and movies; everything that you could think of
after spending most of the day gathering and setting things up, you sighed, awaiting his arrival
you hear the door open and perk up; he’s finally home! you look around to make sure everything is in place for the night and wait for him to enter the room.
“welcome home, tooru!” you grin, and he looks around. his brows furrow, and your smile dims slightly at his reaction.
“what is all this?” he asks, and you swallow.
“i thought you could use a night to relax. with me,” you offer, gesturing to the food and shrugging. he sighs, and you pause. “you don’t like it?”
he scrubs a hand over his face. “i don’t really have time for this. i have to get up early tomorrow, and i can’t have any distractions, okay?” he explains. distraction? your heart sinks. of course he doesn’t have time tonight. you should’ve expected it.
“oh,” you mutter, looking away. “well, you can just go to bed without me.”
he nods and heads off without another word. you want to follow him to bed, taking any time with him you can get, but you still have to clean everything up, so you stay.
it’s a couple hours later when tooru wakes up, throat dry and scratchy. he gets up to grab a glass of water but pauses at seeing the light seeping from under the door. you’re still up?
he opens the door cautiously, careful not to make any sound as to alert you of his presence, and peeks out the door.
you’re wiping down the counter, chin resting in your free hand, and you stare down at the marble sadly. you look tired and lonely, and tooru’s chest begins to ache upon seeing you like this.
you put the rag down and rest your head in your hands, taking a breath. your stomach growls and you grimace, having forgotten dinner, but you resume cleaning anyway.
he opens the door and steps forward, making his presence known, and you straighten up, startled.
before he can say anything, you grab a glass from the cupboard and fill it with water before handing it to him. he takes it from you, looking at you guiltily.
he feels terrible, now that he can step back and acknowledge everything that you did for him today. or, everything that you tried to do for him today. he hasn’t been spending a lot of time with you lately, and he knows you were just trying to make it better.
“hey, um—” he starts, but you cut him off.
“you should go back to bed! you have an early day tomorrow, right?” you ask, turned away. he winces upon remembering how he shut you down earlier.
“yeah, but...” he trails off, looking around. he can see all of the food you made sitting in tupperware containers, untouched. “you made all this food, and—”
“it’s okay, tooru. just go back to bed,” you mumble, scrubbing the sides of the pot you’re holding and sighing.
more than anything, you’re embarrassed. embarrassed at having put in a day’s work just to be shut down by someone who didn’t care for it in the first place. now, all you want is for him to just leave.
“hey,” he coaxes gently. “you haven’t had dinner, right? why don’t we sit down and eat?”
“tooru, i don’t need you to humiliate me even more than you already have, okay?” you blurt, face hot.
he stares at you, mouth opening and closing as he searches for something to say. it never comes, so he just nods, and retreats toward the door.
but when he takes another look over his shoulder, he sees you leaned over the counter, face in your hands, and he crumbles.
he pads over to you and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in firmly. you make a noise of protest, but he shakes his head.
“i’m sorry. i should’ve appreciated everything you did for me today,” he murmurs softly, face buried in the crook of your neck, and you shrug.
“‘s fine. i know you have things to do,” you respond, and he turns you around to look at him.
“hey,” he tilts your chin up. “that’s not an excuse. i should’ve set aside time for you, too.”
you smile a little at that, and he pats your head affectionately.
“let’s take the day off tomorrow. we can do everything you planned for, ‘kay?” he suggests, hopeful, and your eyes light up.
you wrap your arms around him and squeeze tightly. he coughs, laughing and burying his nose in your hair.
“thank you, tooru.”
when it came to your housing situation, suna didn’t care about the aesthetics of it nearly as much as you did
even so, he liked to listen to you talk about the things you wanted to do with the place
so you decided you’d surprise him while he was at practice by redecorating everything and making the house look nice !!
you went out and found a couple pieces to put up on the wall as well as some little lights and things
you spent the entire day setting everything up and stood back, looking at it proudly
all you had to do was wait for him :)
you move the new lamp to the right just a bit, and look at it. perfect.
you stand back, inspecting each element of the living room to make sure it looks just right. you grin, excitement making your heart pound.
finally, you hear the lock clicking open, and run to the front door. rintarou stares at you blankly, and you beam at him, coming around behind him to cover his eyes.
“y/n, i don’t want—”
“i have something to show you!” you singsong proudly, leading him to the living room. he grunts, and you uncover his eyes.
“tada!! what do you think?” you wait eagerly, reading his face as his eyes scan over the room. he scoffs, and you frown. “what?”
“it looks like you chewed up a salad and spit it out all over our room,” he mumbles, gesturing to the house plants you bought just to decorate. you gulp before laughing nervously.
“i don’t know, i kind of like it!” you offer, and he cringes.
“well, it’s your idea. doesn’t matter what i think about it,” he shrugs, and his obvious disapproval stings.
“of course it does! i wanna know what you think,” you murmur, and he shrugs yet again, tiredly shuffling into the bedroom wordlessly.
disappointed, you finally let your shoulders fall sadly. you hadn’t expected him to be over the moon about it, but you still wanted him to like it.
you feel stupid; it’s his room too, and his approval is just as important as yours.
you go to pick up one of your hanging plants, taking it off its hook and holding it up. it’s got the greenest leaves you’ve ever seen, and you think it might be your favorite one.
you bring it up to your face and sigh. “you’re a beautiful plant. i hope your life is good to you,” you whisper, kissing its leaves. you once saw on tv that talking to your plants makes them grow nice and strong, and while rintarou always made fun of you for it, you started doing it anyways.
one by one, you take the plants down, whispering affirmations to them along the way.
suna’s stomach grumbles loudly, and he groans. he didn’t get the chance to stop for dinner on the way home, and now he’s paying for it.
he’s about to open the door to the living room when he hears something. it sounds like mumbling, though he can’t make out what you’re saying.
slowly, he pushes the door open just a crack and puts his ear against it.
“you’re the last one, little guy,” you say quietly, and he opens the door just a tad bit more, peeking through it. his eyes widen; all of your plants are sitting on the counter, removed from their initial places. you’ve taken down the lights, too, and put the lamps in a box. you laugh, but suna can tell it’s not real.
“rintarou never really liked plants, i guess. should’ve thought about it before i messed his living room up,” you shrug sadly, and his heart sinks.
he didn’t mean to hurt your feelings; the plants were really a nice touch! he was just passive about these things, and he didn’t think you’d take his commentary to heart.
“i hope you get lots of water and plenty of sun when i take you back. please grow strong,” you whisper, and suna pauses. take you... back? you’re gonna return them?
he opens the door, and you turn around sharply, alert.
“talking to the plants again?” he teases, hoping to lighten up the mood, but you just stare back down at the pot your holding. his chest hurts at the sight, and he pads over to you, taking the plant from your hands.
“let’s just put these back up, okay?” he suggests, but you shake your head.
“‘m just gonna return them,” you answer quietly. “i don’t wanna keep them up if you don’t like them.”
“but—” he protests, but you cut him off quickly.
“it’s fine, rin. it’s not a big deal.”
you turn away, organizing the rest of the plants, and rintarou sighs helplessly.
but then, an idea pops into his head, and he blinks once before sighing again, defeated. fuck it, he thinks.
“i’m sorry for calling you chewed up salad,” he mumbles, embarrassed. you freeze, turning around slowly.
“i think you’re a, er, very beautiful plant. you have nice... leaves?” he cringes, holding the plant to his face, and you chortle, laughing loudly. suna softens at the sound, relieved at finally hearing a real laugh from you. he walks toward you, holding the plant next to his ear. “i think it wants to stay,” he whispers, and you sigh.
“i don’t want to decorate our house with things you don’t like, rintarou.”
“baby,” he says gently. “i didn’t mean it like that, okay? i think our house will look perfect however you decide to decorate it,” he shrugs, and you exhale, letting him hold you.
“i think so too!” suna imitates whinily, shaking the little plant at you, and you giggle happily.
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warnings: age gap, daddy kink, unprotected sex, degradation, slapping and scratching
It starts with glances here and there, then it turns to soft, barely-there touches whenever he's talking to her. She knows he feels it too, especially when there's those touches– on the back of her hand, or on the small of her back when they're on their feet and walking, they're always there.
With her being close friends with Willow, she saw a lot of Harry, especially during this time of the year– Christmas break.
She loved spending Boxing Day with the Styles's, going on their annual walk around the block and in the forest behind their house, and she appreciated how welcoming they have been each year, despite Willow's grandparents joining last year in which Willow tried to make it less awkward and as enjoyable as possible.
Harry was always nice to her.
Sure, your friends' parents should always be kind to you, but that didn't stop her from having a crush on her friend's hot, single dad. Not to mention, he probably and most likely felt the same–if the look he’s giving her right now is something to go by–.
She sighs, then calls out Willow’s name again. They’re standing at the staircase, waiting for Willow to come down so they can go on a little walk before breakfast.
“Willow,” she says again, frustrated. “Are you coming down or what?”
“I seriously can’t, you guys. I can’t leave the toilet– it’s bad.”
Harry gives her a look, then sighs. “Do you want me to come up?”
“Ew, no, dad– I don’t.”
“You can go. I’m sorry guys,” she yells back, making Harry raise his eyebrows.
A worried look washes over his features, and it’s moments like these where she can tell how much he loves and cares for his daughter. Unlike some dads, she can’t help but think.
Harry folds his arms in front of him, making his muscles tighten under his white jumper. “I’m not leaving you when you’re feeling ill, Willow,” he says, brows still furrowed.
Willow disagrees. “I’m fine. Just need to sit here for a while. I’ll be fine– you guys go. Seriously.”
“It’s okay,” she says. “We don’t have to go, Low.”
“I want you to, though. I promise I’m fine.”
Harry clears his throat, then turns to her. He gives her a look– one she can’t quite figure out, and turns to the top of the stairs again.
“Are you sure, Willow?”
He turns to her again, eyebrows raised. “That okay with you, love?”
“Yes…” she murmurs, heart feeling like it’s going to explode in her chest. “We won’t take long,” she says, hoping Willow has heard her.
“Call me if you need anything, Willow. We won’t be too long, darling.”
“Okay, bye you guys.”
They share a look, and Harry shrugs, walking towards the door where their winter coats are hanging on a hanger. She follows him, and copies him as they both start getting their coats on and he watches with a smile as she gets her scarf on, wrapping it twice around her neck before she moves onto her boots. With a final goodbye to Willow, they leave, and Harry unlocks his Jeep, and they get in.
She connects to the Bluetooth right away, making Harry smile, and they drive in silence for the most part up until they reach the car park where the path leads them towards the forest where they usually walk. Once parked, they get out, and begin walking, both silent as the birds chirp away, and despite it being Boxing Day, the usually crowded forest and the park in the entrance is eerily quiet and deserted. Perhaps they’re just too early.
“Quiet today, isn’t it,” Harry asks, hands in his coat pockets as he tries to make conversation. It makes her smile.
“Mhm. I don’t know why, though. There’s literally no one around.”
“Better this way,” he murmurs, cheeks getting hot as he curses at himself for being so pathetic.
She doesn’t mind it, though.
Instead, she takes a step closer to him whilst still walking, and bumps their shoulders, making them let out a chuckle.
She does it again, and he scoffs, bumping into her harder.
“Stop,” he says, though he doesn’t mean it. He never wants her to stop.
“What’s your favourite album?” She asks, making him perk up at the question.
“Hmm… tough one,” Harry scratches the back of his neck, both of them now closer than before. Their shoulders touch while they walk, and she loves it. “Blue by Joni Mitchell. At the moment, at least. I can’t just pick one, y’know?”
“Right,” she looks down, then back up at him.
He looks good, especially with the early rays of sunshine hitting his perfect face just right, extenuating his sharp features, his jawbone in particular. There’s a bit of stubble on his face, and she thinks his nose is the most attractive nose she’s ever seen. It’s big, so she can’t help the dirty thoughts run free in her mind, thinking of the way his nose would touch her cunt as he ate her out, and the way it would feel against the most private parts of hers.
Harry laughs when she doesn’t answer his question.
“Wanna sit here for a moment?” He repeats, nodding at the seating area overlooking the lake.
She nods. They sit.
She looks at his face, then squeezes her legs.
She raises her eyebrow. “What?”
“You gave me a look– like you were disgusted or summat,” he says, laughing.
“No! I just– it’s nothing.”
He laughs, throwing his head back. “Come on. Tell me.”
She grows hot, her cheeks feeling like they’re on fire, and she shakes her head.
Harry doesn’t let it go.
“Tell me,” he says, smiling.
“I just can’t.”
He furrows his eyebrows. “Why not?”
“It’s… inappropriate,” she lets out, cheeks growing even hotter.
Harry purses his lips, her gaze falling there for a moment before she looks up again.
“Now, you’ve to tell me. I’m nosy as fuck.”
She sighs, then groans into her hands because how is cursing so hot when it comes out of his mouth?
“I can’t tell you,” she mumbles. “You’re my friend’s dad– it’s too inappropriate.”
“Oh come on! I’m a cool dad.”
“Come on, love.”
“I just– I find you really hot,” she lets out very quickly, not sure if he’s even heard the words correctly. “And it’s hard to talk to you sometimes.”
He grins, clearly expecting her answer. “Because you find me hot?”
She groans again, hiding behind her hands. He reaches and takes them in his hands, prying them open as he gives her a smile. “Stop hiding,” he says, thumb stroking the back of her hand. “I know it’s fucked up of me to say what I’m about to say, but I find you hot, too.”
She looks up from the ground, and can’t help but part her mouth at his answer, clearly not expecting him to agree despite hoping and thinking her feelings were reciprocated.
“I feel terrible,” she murmurs, looking down at their hands. “Willow is my friend–”
“–She’s my daughter.”
“That’s what I’m saying. I– let’s act like this never happened.”
He smiles. “What never happened? We didn’t do anything. Yet.”
He brings his hand to her face, and grabs her by the chin. He brings her face closer to his. “I can’t help it,” he whispers. “And I don’t think I want to.”
With her bottom lip trapped between her teeth, she shivers. “What do you want,” she asks, knowing the answer would be a controversial one.
“What do I want?”
She nods. “Yes.”
“I want to fuck you so hard. Right here, right now.”
She whines at the nasty words, her head immediately falling back as he surges forward, and presses their mouths together. His kisses are rough, rougher than she’s ever been kissed before, and she likes it. She gets off on it, the rough touches and his warm, wet mouth working hers as he bites and grazes her lips. He bites her bottom lip, hard, and darts his tongue out more so that it’s in her mouth, and she wraps hers around his as they keep kissing.
He peppers kisses down her mouth, her chin, and when he reaches the end of her neck, he pulls away and looks around, then back at her.
“Can I fuck you,” he says, eyes fiery.
She gasps when he places his hand around her neck under the scarf.
“Here?” She asks, hesitation clear in her voice.
“What if someone sees,” she looks around. He does, too.
“No one will see. Let me fuck you. Come on,” he whispers, hand applying pressure as he squeezes her neck tighter, making her widen her eyes.
“Okay,” she murmurs, getting up when he does.
He takes off his coat, then reaches for hers, helping her as she takes hers off. His fingers then reach for her zipper on her jeans, and he looks up for an approval. When he gets it, he helps her slide her jeans down, both of them watching as the jeans pool around her ankles, leaving her with her lace knickers only.
“Fuck,” he looks at her barely covered cunt, and brings his hand there, swiping a finger over the fabric. She whines, again. “Y’so fuckin’ hot.”
“Please, hurry up.”
He looks up, determination clear in his eyes. “We need a safe word.”
“A word you–”
She reaches for his zipper. “I know what a safe word is!” She helps him get out of his trousers, swallowing when she notices his hard cock in his underwear.
“We need one,” he says again, hand going up to her tits. He squeezes them over her top, feeling them bare. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum just by lookin’ at you.”
“My safe word is red,” she says, as though she’s ever used it before.
He looks down again, at her clothed pussy, and rubs her cunt over it once more before he hastily turns her around, pulling her back into his front making her gasp at the sudden movement.
“Gonna fuck you and treat you as my little fuck toy, how’s that sound?” He says, more like spits.
She knows he’s testing the waters.
She shakes her head, though it’s at the feeling between her legs. She needs him so fucking bad.
“Fine by me,” she murmurs, leaning her head back against his front. “More,” she whispers, hoping he gets it.
She feels him get rid of his underwear, letting it pool around his ankles, and then she feels his hot, pulsing cock against her ass.
“Yeah,” he murmurs into the back of her neck. He bites, hard, and she hisses, making him smile. “You’re a little slut, aren’t you,” he says, hand coming up between her legs to toy with her pussy. He slides it to the side, and gets between her folds. “So fuckin’ wet, too. Who’s it for?” He swipes a finger across her wetness, groaning when he feels her all warm and wet around his fingers.
She moans, trying to close her legs, though he doesn’t let her. “It’s for you,” she murmurs, looking around to see if there’s people around.
“For Daddy?” He adds another finger, two fingers pumping into her hole as he fucks her faster now with his fingers. He curls them, making her groan into the crisp morning air, and he squeezes her waist with his other hand.
“Fuck,” she says. “Y’like that, then?”
“Yes,” Harry agrees. “Go on,” he says, thumb rubbing her clit as much as he can while still fucking into her with his fingers. She whines. “Who’s it for?”
“For you, Daddy.”
He groans, getting his nails onto her skin as he squeezes, nails creating crescents on her soft flesh as blood rushes into the marks he’s leaving. “God, you’re such a slut,” he murmurs, hand coming up to her neck. He brings her against him by her neck. “Letting your friend’s dad fuck you in a forest. Are you that desperate?”
“Fuck– yes, I am,” she murmurs, voice cracking with the pressure he’s applying on her neck.
“Gonna let me fuck this tight little hole?” He says, slapping her once.
It’s a huge risk, they both know, though she has a feeling he knows.
He knows how crazy she would go over it.
And she does. She whines, and asks for more. She gets more.
“Fuck,” Harry says, slapping her cheek once again. “You’re just a tight little hole. The best one, aren’t you? And you’ll let me slap you around while fuckin’ y’with my fingers, hm?”
She nods, Harry’s hands sliding down to her neck once again. He squeezes.
“Pathetic little slut.”
“More,” she whispers, voice hoarse. “More, Daddy.”
“You get whatever I give you, you slut.”
She lets him bring her closer into him, and she feels him pull the back of her underwear to the side, and she then feels his cock slapping against her asscheek before he slides in.
It’s easy, due to how wet she is, and she doesn’t even stop to care about his bare cock sliding into her cunt. She lets him have it. And he does. He goes animalistic, hips beginning to fuck into her like there’s no tomorrw, balls slapping against her cunt with each thrust. He’s big, and it feels so good, his warm cock in her tight, wet cunt.
He thrusts deep and hard, and suddenly, he brings one hand across her body and gets it under her jumper, reaching her bare tits. He squeezes once, tweaking the hard nipple between his thumb and index finger before he scratches the skin there, clearly wanting to leave marks. It’s unfamiliar, the feeling, and it hurts. It hurts, and she feels it sting afterwards, so she hisses when she feels him go at it once more, squeezing until he gets his fingernails under her skin, then proceeds to scratch before letting go with a slap.
“Harry,” she groans, the stinging feeling beginning to become pleasurable.
“I so want you all to myself,” he murmurs, bringing his face in the back of her neck so his lips touch her sweaty neck. “Use you whenever and wherever I want– fuck you hard all the time, fill you up with m’cum like the cum slut you are,” he whispers into her ear, making her groan at the nasty images in her mind.
“You’d love that,” he says, hips picking up their speed. He fucks her hard, and fast, like he’s in a hurry, and his cock hits that one spot where it feels incredible, making her whine uncontrollably as she tries to back into him. “Want to see my cum spilling down your legs,” he says. “Would you like that?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she murmurs. “I’m your slut.”
“Fuck yeah, you are. You’re my little slut. My whore. Look how wet and desperate you are to get Daddy’s cock in that stupid little hole of yours.”
He speeds up, if that were possible, and she feels that familiar feeling at the pit of her stomach, the tips of her fingers, and her scalp– everywhere. He brings her hands behind her and holds them there while he fucks into her hard, and watches as his cock disappears into her wet hole.
“Fuck,” he shouts, making her look around, still worried. “Gonna cum,” he murmurs into her neck, squeezing her wrists.
He pulls out just in time, pumping his cock and he comes on her ass, watching as some of it lands on the backs of her thighs.
“Fuck,” he whispers, still watching her perfect skin painted with his cum. “Look so hot.”
“God,” she laughs, stroking her wrist. “You’re a freak,” she says, reaching down to get her jeans back on. She turns around, and watches as he smiles down at her.
“Was that too much?” He says, gaze worried compared to his playful one a minute ago. “Did I hurt you?”
She smiles, and lifts up her jumper, showing the scratch marks on her skin. “I liked it,” she says despite the look Harry’s giving her. “I fucking loved it.”
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└ Pairing. Shinichiro Sano (ft. Black Dragons founders).
└ Summary. Shinichiro is always seen as the loser of the gang but, is he really?
└ Warnings. Cursing, Some suggestive touching because Shinichiro is a menace, Fem!Reader since this is a thought I had.
└ Note. I’ll make a campaign to stop portraying Shinichiro as some loser when he is a literal legend.
“Have you got your 21st rejection already, Shin-chan?” Wakasa murmurs and Benkei laughs. Shinichiro just chuckles.
“No, I haven’t.” He says with a smirk.
“Can y’all please stop talking about the loser’s love life and come help me with these damn umbrellas?” Takeomi grunts from afar.
The first generation and founders of the Black Dragons were on the beach, preparing a spot for them to spend the day. Around them were at least 50 more guys that belong to the same gang as the petition of their leader to spend a “normal” day.
“I’ll do it for you, leader!” A guy says, coming to take Shinichiro’s umbrella and burying it in the sand.
“Thanks, buddy.” Shinichiro smiles and pats the guy’s head.
“Look how respected he is and is still weak at fights.” Benkei says, sitting on top of his towel.
“And with women.” Takeomi says with a smirk, throwing Shinichiro a can of beer.
“But hey, he’s a reliable guy.” Waka shrugs, opening a beer and passing it to Benkei.
A group of girls pass in front of them and greet them shyly with flirty smiles. They greet them back and suddenly frown. Their leader is focused on his phone, not giving the girls the time of the day.
“Shin-chan, are you okay? Perhaps fever? Is that it?” Wakasa says while putting his hand on Shinichiro’s forehead.
“What– why?” The leader says with a chuckle.
“A bunch of girls just flirted with us and you didn’t go to get your 21st rejection.” Benkei explained.
“Oh, I don’t care about them.” He shrugs and a collective gasp is heard, since other members were in shock at his statement.
Before they could get on his nerves with questions and jokes their attention is taken by a girl not too far away from them.
“Sweet Jesus… That’s a goddess.” Takeomi murmurs, putting his cigar aside.
“Damn, out of my league, and that’s a lot to say.” Wakasa says with a bored tone and gives a sip to his beer.
“I hope I’m the one she’s looking for because I’ll let her ruin my life right now.” Benkei says.
Again, everybody looks at Shinichiro to see if he has the audacity to ignore this goddess, but, Shinichiro is already on his feet and walking to the girl. They were about to make a joke but the girl looks up at their leader and giggles.
Softly, Shinichiro’s hand slides around you, trapping you between his arms and smirks at you.
“Hey, baby.” He murmurs, already leaning to kiss you. You hum at the taste of beer in his mouth.
Without stopping kissing you he turns around as if you were dancing, ending up with you giving your back to his whole gang. His hands slide from your small back to your ass and grip it, so hard that you have to stop kissing him to laugh.
“Bitch, don’t use me to show off!” You whisper laughing, he is looking at you with a small satisfied smile.
“But you’re my goddess, I want to show you off in every chance I get.” He murmurs and you roll your eyes, nodding to give him the reason.
He starts to walk with you to where all his members are frozen on the spot, perplexed by what they just saw.
“I-Uhm… uh, you…” Wakasa is looking between you two as if he suddenly forgot how to do math.
“Right, guys this is my girl, Y/N.” Shinichiro says with a teasing smile.
“So you are not a loser?” Benkei says, confused.
“So, you’re not single???!” Takeomi says, more confused.
“I thought I told ya I didn’t get my 21st rejection?” Shinichiro feigns confusion and you look at your feet with a smile. Of course you knew why he did all that touching before and the reputation he has with girls.
“So… you’re not a loser?” Benkei says, still confused with everything and Shinichiro laughs, his hands sliding down to your ass again and pulling you to his chest.
“Do I look like a loser to you?”
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— genshin boys as your college roommates who are head over heels in love with you
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– You and Childe are the perfect embodiment of the best friends to roommates trope. Whenever you wanna sleep in for 5 minutes more and you’re about to run late for your first class, Childe never fails to slowly drag you out of your bed, laughing as he does so. “Wake up sunshine!” is the first thing you always hear in the morning and you don’t complain if you get to hear his smexy voice anyway. He is a confident flirt and is not afraid to show you how much he cares or how much he pines over you.
– He’s always always there to save the day. There was a time when your classmates stood you up on the group project you were making, and guess who comes up to you with glitter, glue, and colored paper? Childe, of course! He stayed up until the wee hours of the night with you just so he can help you finish it. He even promises to set things in a “very civil way” with your absolute jerk groupmates the very next day. You practically hang out with him 24/7 as most of the time he just barges in your shared apartment with some amusement park tickets on hand or to some expensive yoga or judo class. There’s never a dull moment with him and with each passing day, the more you fall harder for him.
– After a morning jog with him and seeing cute little dogs frolicking around with their married owners, Childe suddenly had the urge to adopt a dog with you. But, due to a no pets rules established by the landlord, the two of you opt to owning hamsters instead! Childe named his hamster, narwhal (after his favorite animal of course!) whereas you named yours bunny, to match his irrelevant pet name picking. your hamsters both share the same house/cage and even they are pining over each other.
– His siblings visit a lot, especially Teucer. At this point, there was never a day the little boy didn’t ask when are you and Childe going to finally become “playground playmates” (a term for lovers that they use in second grade apparently) since the two of you are living with each other and seem so close. Childe is always able to successfully change the topic and shift away from talking about the shared feelings that the both of you have for each other. But, alas, the day had finally came to be and during your monthly trip to the amusement park, Childe confidently confesses to you on top of the ferris wheel.
“So... everyone in my life knows that you’re my best friend. Yea, that’s pretty cool and all but... Can we be more than just that (Y/N)? Is there hope if I think there could be something between us?”
– Diluc is your posh and rich roommate who sounds and looks too good to be true. The fact that you’re roomies with the literal heir to the country’s biggest wine and beverage company sounds like something straight out of a fanfic. But, it was of his volition to decide to live in a penthouse near Teyvat University. It was the doings of his step-brother Kaeya who tricked him into getting a roommate so that he won’t be alone for the rest of his college years... aaand that’s where you come in. practically barged into his life, but, you were a blessing. an angel sent from the skies.
– He’s quite cold and unapproachable at first, only greeting you whenever he sees you but never bothered to engage in small talk with you. Even if the both of you go to the same university. It wasn’t until your second month as roommates, when you accidentally had too much to drink after a friends’ night out. You come home to see him in the living room, drinking grape juice from a wine glass, and watching a rerun of Hannah Montana. You practically collapse at the front door, he rushes to you and helps you up as you drunkenly confess to him in tears how you wanted to become much closer to him especially since the two of you are going to spend the rest of your college years together. That was when Diluc realized how distant and aloof he’s been and vows to make it up to you.
– Diluc is very talented. Albeit in very discreet way, he makes sure to make use of his talents especially if it’s an opportunity to make memories with you. He is an amazing cook as much as he tries to deny it, He’s a secret virtuoso caught in 4k when you impulsively bought a guitar one time and you asked if he knows how to play, and he does so well. He practically serenades you in the most non-obvious way possible. Lastly, He’s very athletic. You invited him to play tennis one time, betting that if he won, you would do his bidding for the rest of the week. Before you could even blink, he wins. His “punishment” for you was that you accompany him in binge-watching TV Dramas. Grey’s Anatomy and Downtown Abby are just some of the shows the two of you would watch. It is absolutely adorable seeing him so invested in these dramas. and since the next on Diluc’s list were sit-coms, you were preparing yourself to answer his questions on the context of jokes that he didn’t get. In a poor attempt to flirt with you, he calls out your name and recites in the most Joey Tribbiani voice he could muster, “How you doin?” You were laughing so so hard that night because his pick up line actually worked on you and suddenly your realizations came full circle: you were very much in love with him too.
– His naturally cool yet shy nature had always gotten the best of him. He’s always wanted to ask if you wanted to carpool with him to school. Riding with him in his Tesla sportscar that goes 150 Mph? Heck yeah. However, it took quite a while before he could muster up the courage to ask you (4 months of being roommates until he finally popped the question) Since then, the two of you go home to and from University whenever you had similar schedules. Ever since then, Diluc had began to soften. His cold and hard facade slowly melted. Asking if you could help tie his floofy red hair then he’d let you play with it and let you style it in different ways. He takes you out on café dates during lunch breaks and take you out to watch a movie after both of your late night lectures. Everyone in campus thinks the two of you are practically together at this point. All that was left was to bare your feelings with one another through a fumbling and awkward confession.
“Words cannot not suffice these feelings I’ve been harboring for you since the very beginning. I L-like you a lot. Do you feel the same way too?”
- Everyone loves Kaeya. Your friends and family, The School Faculty, The owner of the Convenience Store from down the street, The old lady who lives next door, The little kids from down the hall, and even the angry brown poodles from the farthest apartment to your right absolutely loved him. it was hard to keep up with having a roommate that not only were you crushing so hard on, but also had such a vibrant social life. Kaeya interacts and socializes with a lot of people and he admits that it does tend to get tiring at times. But, if these sacrifices lead to coming home to his cute roommate who has captivated his heart since Day 1, then it’s all worth it.
— Despite how warm and friendly he may seem, Kaeya is a very private person. He’s brought two or three friends like Jean, Lisa, Albedo, or Rosaria. But, only to discuss school affairs. He wasn’t the kind of person who trusts others easily, even if he was giving off the impression that he was a trustworthy and reliable person himself. He’d much rather spend time with you on days off from school. He may be a party guy on the outside (he insists he does it for future connections when he graduates) but he’s quite a homebody. Kaeya is the type to watch korean dramas and anime with you, go on late night convenience store cravings, and these always resulted in a perfect evening spent with him. When the both of you are fully immersed into the anime and things get a bit cozy, you rest your head on his shoulder, huddling for warmth.
— Kaeya would always come home with a little something for you. May it be take-out food, A trinket, a board game, an accessory, and even skincare products. The indigo-haired man is very particular about self-care and you bet that he’s bought different kinds of face masks, ointments, and even matching cute headbands just for the two of you! He’s very flamboyant and flirts with you a lot. Trying to impress you with pick up lines and suggestive jokes, but you always thought that he was just joking around because that was always a part of his personality. It was always a part of him. For Kaeya on the other hand, it seems to him that you don’t take him seriously and it's possible that you don’t return his feelings at all. He had to set things straight and it didn’t take long until Kaeya found the perfect opportunity to do so.
— With the help of practically everyone in the apartment, Kaeya is about to surprise you with a candle-lit dinner up on the apartment rooftop. His sly smooth-talking quickly convinced you that the both of you were just going to go out on your nightly convenience store trips. Your curiosity grows when he takes you by the hand, covering you with a blindfold, and whispering to your ear, “Do you trust me?” Gripping onto his hand tightly, the both of you go up some stairs and you reply, “Yes Kaeya, I do.” He slowly uncovers the shield from your eyes and your eyes sparkle at the sight of the candle-lit dinner, complete with jazz music, and a romantic view of the city.
“(Y/N)... You are the most precious person to me. I hope you can take me seriously, especially my feelings. I am saying this with my heart in my hand and with nothing but genuine love in my soul.”
— Zhongli is truly husband material. You’re saying this as his friend, as his roommate, and as someone who’s absolutely smitten over him. He’s a third year environmental archaeology student at Teyvat University. Gentle, kind, and has nothing but wise and intelligent things to say. your lovestruck self can’t help but just admire him from afar, not knowing that he too has been entranced by you ever since you moved in.
—He's always the first to wake up in the morning. The first thing he does is make you a cup of coffee. He's got your favorite memorized, (Coffee with cream. Not to sweet and not too bitter.) The both of you own matching mugs, (written in colored scribbled letters, “The Wise Roommate” for Zhongli and “The Cute Roommate” for you.) He always wants to spend his free mornings with you. Both of you have different schedules so you never see each other at Campus and this was the only blissful time of the day you can spend with one another. Once you get home for dinner, (Zhongli is always the first to get home if he doesn’t stay too long at the library or strolling around the city) If it’s your turn to cook or if it’s his, he never forgets to brew you oolong tea after dinner. A perfect chance for the two of you to just talk the night away and engage in deep and meaningful conversations.
—Zhongli fell in love with you because you just quietly listen to him. Sometimes, you would share your thoughts and insights, even sharing your own personal knowledge that Zhongli had not known prior. You were one of the very few people in his life whom he could talk about absolutely anything with. Well, who wouldn’t listen to a handsome man who has a voice as smooth as butter? He is very passionate about his studies. Taking a lot of extra courses and spending a lot of money on his research. and so, most of the time, he spends all of his Mora on his extra studies (excluding the money he needs to pay for rent) and other interesting antiques. You understood why though. So, instead, you ask him to accompany you to do mundane chores. Going grocery shopping, doing the laundry and cleaning the apartment. He always helps in any way he can. The prying eyes of people around you and the old lady fr next door boldly coming up to you to ask if you and Zhongli were a married couple. You blush profusely whereas Zhongli coolly denies the woman's claims. It hurt quite a little but who were you to complain?
— It was during one of your night strolls with Zhongli. He had invited you out after dinner under the guise of wanting to have some fresh air and find a clear spot for the fireworks from a nearby festival. Your heart was thumping loudly to a non-existent rhythm, blissfully unaware that Zhongli was feeling a burst in his chest too. He clears his throat and his shoulders straighten. Zhongli puts his hand on your shoulder and breathes deeply. His cool and gentlemanly aura still radiating off of him as always. A wonderful array of colors fill the sky as his lips began to form the words he's always wanted to say:
"Tonight is beautiful isn't it? I thought that this would be the perfect time to open my heart up to you... You are a diamond in the rough that few see the beauty of. My beloved– Will you accept my feelings?
— Having a popular twitch streamer as your roommate was a one in a million chance. Especially if you’re not even an influencer or internet figure yourself. But, how did this come to be? Why have you developed a crush on Xiao aka VigilantYaksha without knowing who he was? A gamer with over 6 million followers on different social media platforms? Simple, a high-end apartment near Teyvat University had a special discount if you were willing to be roommates with someone. It’s an amazing deal, near your school, cost-efficient, and you believed the 10% chance of scoring a hot roommate as seen on reality TV and romantic comedies. It was like rolling through a Gacha Game and getting a 5 star character. As that “character” is soon to be revealed as Xiao.
— Things started off rocky at first. On your first day, he flatly welcomed you by the door, introduced himself, then quickly retreated back to his room. As soon as you locked eyes with him, he gave off a certain cold and unfriendly aura. You wanted to get to know him better. Maybe with a little love and care, he could open up to you and you could become friends! That same day, you had mistakenly thought of your room as his and you walked in on him streaming a horror game. He wasn’t spooked by the jumpscares. But instead, he was looking at you in horror because you’ve just exposed yourself to thousands of people. You wave at the camera, apologize, and left. Since then, his fans, (called the Anemo Tofus) have been shipping the two of you together. Creating fanfiction and fanart of Xiao and the mysterious roommate that accidentally walked in on him. They practically begged Xiao to at least talk a little bit about you, to which, he declined. When you surprised him with dinner (as a little treat since this was your first week with him) He sits across the table from you, his eyes gazing deep into yours, as he pops the question, in a very tsundere tone: “Would you like to appear in my streams? T-the Anemo Tofus wanna learn more about you. B-but, if you don’t want to, it’s alright! You don’t have to-” You cut him off before he could continue his doubts, “Xiao! What are you saying? I’d love to!”
— There was something blossoming between the two of you after that particular dinner with him. Starting with your first “roommate video” that you had thought of when you were brainstorming for video ideas. It was an Almond and Mapo Tofu mukbang whilst the two of you answered questions from fans! The viewers noticed how visibly comfortable he was around you despite his usual reserved attitude. He was cracking up a lot more sarcastic and self-deprecating jokes whilst Tofu filled both of your mouths. Outside of the confines of social media and inside the comfortable space that was your apartment, you and Xiao grew closer. Wearing matching hoodies, going on midnight snack runs, playing in arcades, and stargazing with him up on the rooftop as you contemplate about life and talk about the mysteries of the universe. There were times when you would stay up late doing school works and would accidentally fall asleep on the sofa. Xiao would come out of room because he periodically had cases of insomnia. When he sees you on the sofa, he can’t help but smile at your sleeping figure and admire your beauty. First. he brings all your clutter back to your room then slowly picks you up from the couch, into his arms, and brings you back to your room. He places a blanket on top of you and your stuffed plushies next to you so you can hug them any time.
— On a particular night, you fell asleep on the sofa once again and begun to have recurring nightmares. Xiao was there to witness you whimpering, muttering to yourself, and shivering to a mental image that he could not see. (He wishes he could erase all the pain that these nightmares were giving you) You subconsciously grab onto his hand, murmuring to yourself: “Xiao, please don’t go.” He whispers back, “I won’t.” Your nerves slowly relax when you feel the Yaksha squeezing himself to lie next to you on the couch. Holding onto your arm, he continues to reassure you that it was going to be okay. You grab onto him, hugging him from behind. He feels your heartbeat revert back to it’s normal pace and you return back to your peaceful slumber. “I’ll always be here for you, (Y/N). I’ll be here to protect you. Forever and always.” Turning to you to plant a kiss on your forehead, you nestle your head on Xiao’s chest. He watches as you cling to him for love and warmth until he is slowly whisked away by his weariness, rewarded with a peaceful sleep he hasn’t felt in a while.
“And they were roommates.”
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we should just kiss (i)
summary || when the Winter Soldier blasts your car with a missile, you know your days as a virgin are limited.
based on this request :)
warnings || SMUT. FLUFF. ANGST. (the holy trinity) slow burn. thirsty thots. loss of virginity. light tickling. MINORS DNI
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This is just a sweet and goofy chapter, though it kinda gets serious at the end. This is so good *chefs kiss* I’m in love with this series.
It’s not like you didn’t want to.
God knows how much you want to get fucked.
It’s just that it wasn’t ever the the right place or the right time. And if these two aligned, it wasn’t the right person.
When you were younger, you always feared doing something you would regret for the rest of your life. And as you grew, time started going much faster and you didn’t know how the other person would react.
Also you joined the avengers and you almost had zero personal time for yourself. It all began with Loki and it kinda never stopped. From one mission to the next, you were always busy.
And like Mia from princess diary, you hadn’t ever felt that foot raising chemistry with anyone. The one with whom it’s not just sparks but literal goddamn fireworks.
God probably took your wish a little too seriously.
You still remembered the day when Bucky Barnes entered your life. He gave you a fucking broken rib, but somehow you couldn’t stop thinking about how gorgeous he looked.
While captain was worried where his best friend would be, you were fantasising about his thick thighs and those electric eyes. He was wearing a mask and yet he looked so sexy, like wasn’t that illegal?
But after that the Winter Soldier went missing and then Ultron happened and after that all went to hell due to those accords. But then Bucky was back with his stupid little backpack and his red Henley.
Like you swore to god that man was out to kill you.
You had sided with Tony during the airport fight and you still remembered how easily Bucky had overpowered you and for a minute you had that sinful metal arm around your throat and you had almost cum right there.
But all your hopes went to drain again as the avengers broke up and Bucky went under again. After that thanos came and you yourself got dusted in the battle only to come back, five years later, in the midst of another fight with the ugly purple guy.
Now, only you, Sam and Bucky were officially still working as avengers. Sam was now captain America, rightfully so, while Bucky was white wolf. And you, well you were still the plain old virgin you.
It wasn’t that your life was boring and without any action, well you had a good collection of toys to keep you busy on lonely nights. But you knew physical intimacy meant a lot more than silicone.
And all this brought you here, standing in Sam’s room pleading with him to exchange missions. The stark tower was sold a long time ago and so you three decided to share an apartment.
It was cost effective and practical and it also increased your attraction to Bucky by tenfolds. You three had one bedroom each and a common area where you usually watched movies or discussed missions.
“So you want me to go with Torres instead of you.” Actually you were supposed to accompany Joaquin in a mission, but if Sam went instead of you, you’d get some time to spend with Bucky.
“Yeah I thought it would be better. You know like you could teach Joaquin some tips and tricks about flying.” Joaquin was the next falcon and Sam was definitely the best man to help him.
“That’s not why you want me gone.” Sam knew. Sam definitely knew. That man was your best friend, and Sam had known right since you’d come face to face with the winter soldier for the first time and openly gawked at him.
“No… it’s not like I want you gone or something. It’s just,.. it would be beneficial to both you and falcon.” You tried to give him your best puppy dog eyes to make him agree.
“Beneficial for me or… beneficial to you and Mr. grumpy so that you can…” Sam made kissy noises and smirked. “Okay Sam. Yes. So, I’ve finally decided to tell him. Like he’s in a much better place and so am I.”
You went and joined Sam on his bed. “I’m gonna be like ‘I like you Bucky.’ And then the ball’s gonna be in his court and let’s see what he says.” Sam gave you a warm smile and patted your back.
“I’d love to see what he says but I sure as hell don’t want to see what happens next.” You playfully hit him while giggling giddily. “Sam!”
“What? You’re grown up adults and you’re gonna have sex and I DO NOT want to listen to you go all, ‘oh yes Bucky! More!’ Like I’ll have to bleach my ears if I do happen to listen to that.” Sam make a gagging action and you rolled your eyes.
“Sam, you’ll get late so I suggest you pack your bags and leave.” He just fake gasped and clutched his heart. “Oh my god! My cruel landlady is throwing me out of my house. What am I supposed to do?”
“Sam stop being dramatic. You gotta leave in the next hour.” He squinted his eyes at you, “And well, whose fault is it? No but for real, all the best. And though I know he’s gonna say yes, if by any chance he denies, just tell me and I’ll set him straight.”
“Thank you Sam. Like really really thank you. Did I ever tell you you’re my bestest friend?” He gave you a small bow, “It’s my honour. But my bestest friend is Steve.”
“God, I hate you Sam!” You stood up and walked out of his room. “Don’t worry. You’re my second best!” Sam shouted behind you and you huffed as you sat on the couch and started watching the TV.
After around an hour, Sam went away leaving you and Bucky, who was still probably sleeping in his bedroom, alone. With nothing else to do, you continued watching your movie.
Your eyes finally left the screen when Bucky’s door cracked open and he walked out wearing only his sweatpants. His impressive arms and abs were all on display for your eyes.
This man was definitely a tease.
His body was glistening with sweat, and you knew he must’ve been working out. He did go to the gym everyday, but he always did pushups and other warm up exercises, which weren’t just warmup at all, first thing in the morning.
He seated himself right besides you on the couch. His legs were spread wide, with enough space for you in between, and you could see him the sweat drip down his pecs. How the fuck were you supposed to watch the movie?
“Umm, just so you know, Sam left for the mission instead of me. He was like, ‘I’ll help Torres out. That lad is good but he needs to be best.’ And I was cool with it.” You said doing your best impression of Sam.
Bucky huffed out a laugh and looked at you with an unreadable expression. “You do know I have super hearing right?” You nodded your head in response. “And the walls of this house are paper thin.”
“Absolutely. Everytime Sam puts on his playlist I compulsorily have to hear it. It’s not that it’s bad or anything, that’s just not my taste. But why are you telling this to me now.” Bucky raised his eyebrows expecting you to connect the dots.
“I heard you in the morning.” It took you a minute to understand Bucky’s words, but when you did, it hit you like a train. “You, you heard it?”
“Yup.” You nervously gulped, “You heard everything?” He nodded his head with a smug look. “Like everything everything?”
“Yes. I heard everything. How you pleaded Sam to go so that you could spend time doing,” he made the kissy noises Sam had done, “with Mr. grumpy. Now I need to know who this mr. grumpy is, cuz I’m damn jealous of him.”
A huge smile plastered on your face when you heard Bucky’s last line. You knew he was aware that Sam called him mr. grumpy. This was going much better than you expected.
“And I also heard that you wanted to tell me something and I’m right here and all ears.” You chewed your bottom lip and you caught his eyes straying at your lips.
“Stop eavesdropping. That’s what I wanted to tell you.” He just chuckled and shook his head. “I don’t purposely do that. It’s just that my ears unknowingly pick up everything. But, we both know that’s not what you wanted to tell.”
“I like you Bucky.” And that was it. It was out in the open, out loud for the world to hear and there was no going back. Congratulations, you did it!
“Thank god you said it.” Your ears perked up at that. “Wait, what do you mean?” You asked in a teasing tone. “I was waiting patiently all this time for you to confess.” He was exaggerating it like some poetic lover.
“Well, you could’ve come forward and said it too.” The couch was pretty small and quickly turned around and started tickling Bucky and you both erupted in a fit of giggles.
Within a blink of an eye, Bucky took hold of your hands and flipped you, so that you were underneath him and his breath was fanning across your face. “I was actually practising in the front of my mirror.”
Your lips were so close that you couldn’t stop the urge to just smash your lips into his. His hands curled tightly around your wrists as you both finally kissed each other.
The kiss was intimate and passionate. It was better than any book description or any movie portrayal. All your held back feelings were now getting expressed through that scorching kiss.
You’d sell your soul for just this one kiss.
But the Bucky quickly backed away and sat straight on the couch while you were still laying back. You were shocked at the sudden change and you feared if he had reverted back to the soldier somehow, despite knowing very well that it was out of his system.
“Bucky?” You hesitantly called out. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to… be too much.” You shook your head and gently placed your hand on his shoulder.
“You weren’t too much Bucky. I loved it. I really really liked kissing you.” Bucky finally turned around to face you. “I loved kissing you too. It was amazing and I want to do more. A lot. Maybe a lot of lot more.”
He continued after a moment. “The last time I had sex was during WWII. And we both know I’m not the same man. I just need some time easing into this and more importantly I need to make sure I’m not hurting you. I’m myself unaware of my strength and I don’t ever want to hurt you, in any way.”
“Oh.” Your eyes were misty with tears and sniffled. “I’m so sorry. I’m probably not the man you thought me to be. I’m sorry to disappoint you.” He dropped his eyes down and you quickly pulled his face back up.
“No Bucky. Not at all. I’m not disappointed and nor will I ever be. And you’re my Bucky, my honest, caring Bucky who always thinks about me first. God, you’re the bravest man I know.”
You kissed his forehead before continuing and his eyes softened down. “You take as much time as you want. I don’t care about anything else as long as you’re with me and I mean this with all my heart.”
Bucky pulled you closer and touched your forehead with his. You were both teary eyed and so in the moment that you never wanted to leave this couch.
“Thank you. I.. I don’t know what I did to ever deserve you. I want to tell how wonderfully amazing you are but I just don’t have words.” He didn’t need words to convey, his eyes spoke about how much he adored you.
“This is the thing with us Bucky, we don’t always have to say what we feel. We just know.” He smiled and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. “And you don’t ever have to thank me.” You said as you stared deep into his eyes.
“Bucky, even I have to share something. I’m a virgin.” It took a moment for the words to seep in Bucky’s head, but you could pinpoint the exact moment they did as his eyes widened owlishly.
“Really?” He had this huge smile across his lips. “Yeah.” You didn’t know what else to say. “I promise I’m gonna make it so good for you. Better than good.”
“Just having my first time with you is gonna be the best thing to happen to me.” He smiled so wide that your heart fluttered in your chest. He pulled you upon him such that you were both cuddling on that comfy couch.
“So my seduction has finally worked.” Bucky said to lighten the mood. “Wait what do you mean by that.” Now that you and Bucky were together, you just couldn’t top smiling.
“Why do you think I’ve been roaming around the house half naked?”
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A, C and Y for Gorou nsfw alphabeth. Please, thank you and congrats
Pairings: Gorou and Kazuha x GN!Reader
Warnings: The title says it all. Don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with sexual content or with this specific theme. NSFW under the cut.
A/N: I decided to make lots of requests in this one so people can find my works easily, I hope you don't mind. The letters you asked are here and many more, if you want to read them. The art is not mine, it is from akali_yue on Twitter!
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Gorou is really sweet with you after you guys have sex.
He'll always make sure to clean you up from any mess by offering to help you showering or even using a warm towel on your body.
He's calm with you and he makes sure you're feeling comfortable, often bringing you water, snacks and blankets so you both can cuddle a little.
Usually you get worn out after being intimate with him, so when he comes back to the bedroom, most of times he'll find you asleep. Gorou covers your naked body and cuddle you against his body while he caresses the side of your thigh.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Gorou's preference is coming inside you, since it makes him feel more connected to you and the mess is a little smaller. If he don't cum inside your walls, he'll reach his high inside your mouth since your boyfriend thinks it's hot seeing you swallow his seed and show him your clean tongue afterwards.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Gorou is a pretty hardworking and busy person, still he tries his best to have some intimate time with you.
His sex drive is about average, perhaps 2 to 3 weeks a week.
But whenever you have some free days from your duties, this number will grow with ease.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He's very caring towards you while having sex with you, always asking if you're feeling well, if you want to change positions, if you want him to go harder or faster...
Overall, Gorou's the one in control and sometimes he'll test your limits, but only until you're still comfortable.
If you're dominating him, he'll be way more delicate and will become a whiny boy due your stimulation.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Gorou isn't much of a tease, actually. His only goal is your pleasure and he'll do his best to make you feel satisfied, not wanting to interrupt your journey.
But if he's feeling a little irritated or frustrated or even if you provoked him all day long with your soft touches and dirty words, he'll tease you until you're pathetically pleading for release.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Gorou loves the Lotus position, where you sit on his lap while he's doing kind of a meditation pose. Even with you being on top, he's the one in control, often changing the pace and depth of your movements.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He likes them. Gorou often doesn't have much of the time he would like to spend with you due his job, so, if you ever appear in one of the resistance camps only to see him, he won't hesitate about sneaking out with you and fuck you really quickly while trying to control your moans and not get caught by anyone.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Usually you both go for one round only and it's totally worth it.
But Gorou is the general of the Sangonomiya Resistance. He spent many days training endlessly to get stronger so of course he has the stamina to go for another rounds.
You could keep up with him until the fourth one because you got way too tired. Your boyfriend still had energy but he respected your limits, as always.
He always make sure to last more than you so you can enjoy yourself, so his time to reach his orgasm is pretty much based on yours.
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Kazuha is a sweetheart with you after you guys have sex. Well, he's a caring boyfriend overall, but he'll treat you like the most fragile thing in Teyvat after it.
He'll pull your body close to cuddle you against his chest, as he whispers reassuring words into your ears and caresses your hair with love.
He loves pillowtalk! He'll get specifically more thoughtful after being intimate with you and will tell you some stories until you're fast asleep.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Kazuha often walks on you sleeping, only to explore your body while you're resting.
Of course he would ask you for consent while you're still awake before doing that, so don't worry about it.
His hands would hoover all over your body, teasing your sweet spots and gaining soft gasps from your lips until he's satisfied with that teasing.
Some of the times you'd wake up only to beg for him to make you cum with his stimulation.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Kazuha doesn't really masturbate often. He knows if he's feeling excited, he can always seek you to satisfy his needs.
But if you're away in a mission, or if he can't really visit you by any reason, he won't think twice before starting fantasizing about how would your tight walls feel around him, how soft your skin would feel against his, how hot your moans would sound and how sweet your kisses would be...
He could keep going with his thoughts, but only imagining you like that always had him cumming in a few minutes.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Kazuha adores when you're the one riding him.
He is just so obedient to you, always following any of your words blindly, only because you're all that matters to him.
His hands would help you move against his lap by holding your waist tightly as you whimper above him and try your best to not cum just yet.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He wouldn't provoke any pain on you even if you asked him to do so.
He's way too worried about hurting you to try anything of that matter.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Kazuha prefers going down on you since he feels better if you're the one feeling pleasure. He's not really experienced since you're his first lover, but with time he'll learn really well the way you prefer receiving oral and he'll be extremely serious about his job pleasuring you.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Your boyfriend enjoys them, but he likes having proper sex better.
Almost all the quickies you guys had were in the beginning of the day as a way to spend more time with each other before going to take care of your duties.
And most of those quickies would turn into proper sex at night when you both reencounter once again.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Usually you both go for 2 or 3 rounds at max. Not really going much farther than that.
You both know each other's desires and body so well that sometimes only one round is enough to relax and satiate you.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Kazuha is a sucker for you being rough with him. He sometimes ask you to push his limits just because he feels so safe and good with you he can't help but being your little obedient boy.
"(Name), please, fuck me harder"
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— ITADORI YUJI + FUSHIGURO MEGUMI + GOJO SATORU + INUMAKI TOGE || TEXTING THEM THAT YOU ARE GETTING HIT ON
↳ featuring : itadori yuji + fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru + inumaki toge from jujutsu kaisen
↳ warnings : swearing + grammar issues
↳ form : headcanons
↳ published : 08 april
↳ pronouns : non specified in headcanon
↳ request : My ask got eaten :( So I'm requesting again! Can I get megumi, yuuji, gojo, and inumaki reacting to their s/o texting them they're getting hit on? As in they're in a grocery store or mall but just away from each other? Thanks! Love you!
↳ barista’s notes : so...i decided to add a man and his cat in my wishlist on amazon, so thank you to the anon that told me about that manga and the other suggestions are on my reading list - i also ordered komi can’t communicate since my cousin told to me read it...so i am going to give it a go...by spending my money on volume one ʕ ㅇ ᴥ ㅇʔ but yeah, i am still thinking about going to central london to get more manga because i am an impatient barista (don’t worry, i am not breaking covid rules since everything will be open on the 12 april by government guldelines) moving on from that, i hope you enjoy your cup of classic black coffee and please come again soon ʕ •ᴥ•ʔゝ☆
When you and Itadori go shopping together, he is the type to go somewhere randomly without telling you because he got distracted by the sweet section of the store.
So overall, you do lose your boyfriend from time to time because of his habit of his - it’s adorable because he has a cute smile on his face when you find him, but you do get a little annoyed when he does it.
So when he went on his own trip, you decided that it was the best time to do a little prank since you just needed him to come to you - also, you weren’t bothered to go find him.
So when you text him that you are getting hit on, Itadori will reply to you with an emoji like this 🤔 or a text saying “Eh? Where are you, babe?”
When you reply to him, he won’t text you back at all because, after one second of you texting him back, he is already behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist and his chin hooked on your shoulder - scaring you slightly.
Itadori will look around from side to side before asking you if you are okay because he thought he had missed the person before he came - which is lowkey impossible because this guy can run a while 10 laps in 3 minutes.
Like he would be like ʕ·ᴥ· ʔ ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔ ʕ ·ᴥ·ʔ - where is this bitch?
When you giggle and tell him that it’s a small prank, he will pout at you before calling you a ‘little meanie’ because you are - like why would you do that to your poor axolotl of a boyfriend? Like that is so mean Y/N…
Give him a few kisses on his face and he will
Of course, after his little whining session, he will show you all the snacks he has picked up for your movie date and how he wanted to pick up more...before you decided to pull that little stunt on him.
So your wallet better be ready for the sweet treats he is going to purchase - sorcerers get paid a lot so….
It’s rare that you and Fushiguro ever get separated during a little grocery shopping trip since he seems like a well-organised person.
What I mean by that is that he will have a shopping list on his phone or one he wrote out before you guys went out - since he just wants the process to be easy and quick.
However, there are times when he does have to separate from you because he missed something from the list - he is perfect with some imperfections.
So during this lovely rare time of him disappearing, you being the wonderful person decided to do the little prank that you have been seeing on TikTok - because you know Fushiguro doesn’t have that app.
So after waiting a few minutes, you decided to message your boyfriend that you are getting hit on by some random stranger.
You know he is coming to find you when you just see the ‘read’ below your text message - he does reply to your message but there are times where you just see that annoying ‘read’
After a few more minutes, you notice a feeling of a hand on your lower back and Fushiguro next to you, who is giving a glare to the side of the aisle that you are in - the poor innocent customer that is a victim to it.
He will ask if you are okay in a softer tone (because you bring out that side of him) and when you tell him you were just playing a little prank on him...he will give you a fed-up look.
However, he would also hide his face in the crook of your neck because he is really shy about how he rushed over to you to make sure you are okay - only for you to play with him.
“Did Gojo put you up to this?”
Yeah, he is annoyed at you but he is happy that you are okay - just let him hold you if he wants to because he deserves to.
SO...when you and Gojo are grocery shopping together, he is the type that will drag you around everywhere, especially somewhere in the bakery section.
Just know there are also times when Gojo will go on a little detour on his own like Itadori - because you are adamant to get the food that you need.
However, what gets annoying is when Gojo gets hit on by other people in the store when you are in front of him - like hello?
So imagine when he isn’t around you…
In the case of that, you decided to have a little payback with him and let him know how it feels, now from his perspective.
When you inform him that you are getting hit on by someone, just know you don’t need to close your phone because he will text you immediately - like within a second.
“Excuse me 😀 send the location honey~”
So when you do tell him where you are located, he will run to where you are with something that he found in one section as a weapon - maybe like a large leek or a cucumber (yes, it does weird people out)
When he finds you and doesn’t see the ‘person’ that was flirting with you, he will immediately ask you for their location - with the little glasses tilt and everything.
When you told him that it was a lie, the seriousness in his face just drops and now he has a huge pout and goes all whiny with you like “honey~ whyyy would you do that to me? Do you know how much I was worried about some random creep talking to you, and you do this to your handsome husband?” - dude...you ain’t even married yet.
He will now cling on to you like a koala, whining how mean you are and how much he is hurt by your actions - so if you suffocate him with affection, he will slowly quickly forgive you.
First I need to point out, texting Inumaki is the most amazing thing on this Earth because he can say what he wants to say - memes, gifs and everything.
Going back to the headcanon, when you and Inumaki go grocery shopping together, it’s basically a little date and the most random visit to the store because you both got nothing planned - probably Maki forced you to go, so you can prepare the hotpot that everyone was planning for.
So when you both decided it was best to split up the ingredients on the shopping list and split up to get the job done quicker, that’s when you get the idea since it was the perfect opportunity.
When you are about done with your side of the shopping, you decided to put your little prank into action - and it’s perfect for you as a couple because you both probably have a prank war going on with each other.
So when you text him that you were getting hit on, Inumaki will send you a whole gif as a response... there is no question about it.
You will probably laugh at it before he comes running in from the side - he is also the type that will slide off to the side before coming back into view as he runs towards you.
“Tuna, tuna?” - I’m laughing as I am typing this.
He is also the type to grab your arms and shake you lightly when you don’t answer quick enough (for him) - he is just worried.
When you laugh and tell him that it’s just a prank, Inumaki will give you a little look - like it is a mix of surprised and just ʕ – ᴥ – ʔ
“Okaka!” - Inumaki will say this to you before crossing his arms in ‘anger’ because he was actually worried… as he embarrassed himself for you.
For him to forgive you, just collect some other ingredients to have tuna mayo onigiri for him - because a way to a man’s heart is through his stomach ;)
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𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟏: 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 | KARL JACOBS
Pairing: street racer!karl x gn!reader.
Warnings: smut, NSFW +18 ONLY, minors dni. Cockwarming (duh), slight sir kink, use of they/them pronouns (just one time), implied unprotected sex, a lot of petnames as usual. This one was actually proofread but if I made any mistakes pls let me know :)
A/N: KINKTOBER HAS BEGAN, I'm so excited for this, I hope you guys like it and enjoy it as much as me!! ily<3
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Those were two simple words that would unleash a variety of events where you and Karl would end up sweaty and panting. At least that's the usual effect, but unfortunately that wasn't the case tonight.
An upcoming race was due in five days and Karl was determined to make his car be in the best conditions before that night. He's been spending too much time on his car for your liking. And it's not that you don't understand how important that is for him, you've always supported him when it comes to street racing and anything he wants to do, but you've been getting little to no attention these past few days and it was driving you crazy.
As the new usual routine, when you woke up from your nap you found the brown haired boy laying on the ground of your garage with some tools in hand and goind under his car to give it a look. His black shirt lifting some inches up and exposing his pale skin just for you. The sight was enough for you to squirm in your place and let out an exhausted sigh. You were tired of waiting, the promise of 'I'll take care of you once I'm done' wasn't cutting it anymore.
You needed Karl, and you needed him now.
"Oh, hey baby, didn't see you there." he greeted you with a warm smile when he got out from under the car to grab more tools. "How was your nap, did you sleep well?"
Don't go all sweet on me when all I can think about is you fucking me dumb. That's what you wanted to say, but in fear of souding too desperate, you only nodded.
"Yeah, it was good. I needed that rest a lot."
Just like I need you right now.
"That's great, love. I'm almost done here, we can have some dinner and watch a movie when I'm finished." Karl offered you a cute grin before disappearing under his bright purple car.
"That sounds good, I'll wait for you in the living room." you reluctanly said.
"Cool." A muffled answer was heard but the only thing you could see was his bottom half.
Turning on your heels you made your way to the white door to enter your house once again. Frustration building up in your throat for not getting what you wanted, something told you that maybe if he saw the tired expression on your face your boyfriend would pay more attention to you than his dumb car, but alas you needed to be more vocal, otherwise the boy would never get the hint.
So with an idea clear in your head, you turned around and kneeled down next to your boyfriend.
"Karl..." You trailed off waiting for his response. With a quick 'yeah' he told you he was listening to you. " I... I need you."
There, you said it. Those words that you hoped would make him stop what he was doing to only focus on you. There was no way back, but maybe this would work.
"What'd you need, love? Is everything okay?" Sliding out from under the car his worried expression was the first thing you noticed. He was getting the wrong idea, your neediness was not because you were ill or feeling down, but due to the fact you've been neglected for more than you could handle. "Are you feeling sick or something?" His left hand reached out for you, cupping your cheeck and caressing your skin with his thumb.
You lean in his touch, missing being so close to him.
"Is not about that, Karl." You took a deep breath before saying. "I need you, baby... so bad."
He's seen that look in your eyes many times before. Those puppy eyes that would scream for him in such a beautiful way that would make the boy get on his knees for you. Your pleading eyes were begging for his touch and he could tell by the way you shut them close when his other hand came to rest on your waist.
It all made sense after that.
"Oh... Oh! darling, right now I'm busy, but I promise you once I'm done I'll be all yours."
There it was, that stupid promise again. You could not wait any longer, it was painful and cruel at this point.
"You say that all the time but then you're too tired to even hug me, Karl. I've been patient, I've been good for you but I can't handle it anymore." You straddled his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck to bring him closer. "There's a way we can both get what he want tho." You wishpered out.
"What is it?" You've got his attention, that was a good thing, now you only hope he would agree to your proposition.
"I can... you know, sit on your cock while you work. You don't even have to do anything, I'll just be sitting and being good for you until you're done, keeping your cock warm while you fix your car."
It was very tempting he has to admit it. That way you can get what you want and he can still work on his car. It was a little cold anyway, so keeping him warm in that way wouldn't be such a bad idea.
"Alright, we can do that, but not moving. I don't want to get distracted while I'm doing this." Karl stated.
You agreed quickly, eager to finally be as close as you wanted to him.
"Take off my pants, sugar." He ordered while laying down on his back once again and waiting for you.
You did as told, pulling down his pants and underwear, freeing his thick cock. It was semi hard, but you knew you could get it standing in a few minutes with no effort.
"Great, I'm gonna get to work, remember don't move." with that the brown haired boy got back under the vehicle.
Taking your bottoms off, you hovered over him, taking his warm dick in your hand and stroking it a few times. Lining it up with your entrance you lower yourself down on him, feeling him stretch your tight hole.
Both of you let out a sigh of relief, although you couldn't properly hear Karl. You were full, stuffed with his thick dick to the brim. A satisfied smile plastered on your face wile you adjusted yourself on him, you could make out a faint whimper from Karl before his free hand reached out for your hip to set a hard grip on it.
"Dont. Move." He reminded you, letting go of your waist to continue with his work.
"Sorry, sir..." You breathed out, holding your weight on both of your hands resting on his stomach.
Minutes were passed, small moans falling off your lips when Karl would move around to get a better look of whatever he was working on. You could only throw your head back, bitting back a whimper and fighting the need to grind your hips on his. It was more difficult than you thought. The idea seemed more appealing in your head before Karl stated the rule of not moving. But this was better than nothing. After days of not receiving this type of attention you would take anything he has to offer.
And you were not the only one suffering, even if Karl seemed calm and unphased, he was going crazy on the inside. Why did I tell them not to move, they could be riding me right now if it wasn't for that sutpid rule I said. But now it was too late, and to be fair it was better that way. It was like a little competition, which one would last longer with no movement.
Karl was definitely having a hard time, the way your walls were wrapping around his cock and your hands were giving soft touches to his skin was enough for him to jerk his hips up, but he had to be strong, fighting the urge to fuck into you like never before until you were screaming his name for the neighbors to know who you belong to.
"Peaches, pass me the wrench next to you, please." He asked to distract his mind from his horny thoughts.
Snapping your eyes open you look down to grab the tool. You put the wrench on his awaiting hand before watching it disappear.
"I'm almost done, honey, just wait a bit more for me, would you?"
"Yes..." You trailed off, closing your eyes once again.
But it was a matter of seconds for you to open them when Karl's hard palm collided with your thigh.
"I might not be fucking you, sweets, but that's not a reason for you to forget your manners." His harsh words sent a shiver down your core, making you shudder.
"Sorry, sir." You said in a whisper, but Karl wasn't having it.
Before you could understand what was hapenning, the boy got out under the car, sitting up straight and coming face to face with you. The sudden motion made you almost stumble back but Karl hold you before you could fall, then adjusting you on his cock.
"I don't think I heard you quite right, you gonna need to repeat yourself, sweetheart." He said through his teeth. "Go on, what's my name?"
"I'm sorry sir, I'm gonna be good for you." Your trembling voice only encouraged him to keep going with the bit.
"Oh will you now? You're gonna be a good little puppy and keep my dick warm while I work, huh?" he laughed at you, giving a hard thrust.
"Ye-Yes, sir. I'm gonna be so good for you, fuck." Your hands crept up to rest on his shoulders. "Bu-But I need to cum."
"I know you do, sweetheart." Karl move out a strand of hair, cupping your face with both of his hands. "I'll tell you what, since you've been my good little baby, listening to me, I'm gonna give you a reward for being so patient."
Holding you by the hips he stood up, with your legs quickly wrapping around his waist. Karl laid you down on the hood of his car, never pulling out of you.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk for days." Was all he said before starting to pound into you.
You were in for a long night, with the promise to get completely destroyed, and you couldn't wait for it to happen.
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“ i wanna ruin our friendship. we should be lovers instead. i don't know how to say this, cause you're really my dearest friend “ - jenny, studio killers
♡ summary- after a horrible breakup, you sign back up for tinder and ironically match with your best friend, jungkook. a date for fun is harmless, right?
♡ genre- best friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, jk is a minecraft streamer, brother namjoon, brother-in-law jimin, namjoon is kind of a himbo stay at home dad ngl, ex-boyfriend seokjin (mentioned but doesnt show up)
♡ word count- 9k
♡ warnings- mentions of a bad breakup (smh seokjin wtf??), penetrative sex, unprotected sex (u know the business folx), oral sex (m receiving), teasing, SO MUCH BODY WORSHIP, jk is a simp, slight dirty talk, lots of just talking during sex yall it happens, creampie, cum play, praise praise body worship praise, did i mention body worship, tit-fucking, cum eating, i think thats all.
♡ a/n - helloooo and thank you for your wait for this fic! i’m so happy its done and i loved writing it! it’s a little bit different feel for my usual style of writing (smut-wise) so please tell me your thoughts! i didn’t use dom/sub themes OR a daddy kink LMAOOOO praise me please. i hope you enjoy!! pls feel free to comment, chat, message, carrier pigeon, email, mail, WHATEVER U WANT, me. i love u babies. thank you to @kimtaehyunq for the sexy banner. and for @xjoonchildx @ladyartemesia @untaemedqueen for the writing support and idea generation. i would be nothing without my council. and thank you to my beta editors @hobi-gif and @ughseoks and @hongism for the perusal and help in writing this!
Jungkook is the person you call when your world falls apart.
He answers, voice raspy from the late hour, and the second he asks you what’s wrong, the downpour of torrential tears you’ve been holding back finally escapes and you’re sobbing through the phone that you just lost the love of your life—that he left and with little effort on his part, and a lot on yours.
Jungkook listens to you—his heart aching deep in his chest at hearing the utter heartbreak that’s clear in your voice. You’ve never been hurt like this, and he’s desperate to hold you, to make it go away. He wants to drive over to Seokjin’s house and throw a left hook into his stupid, handsome face for making you feel you weren’t worth it.
Because if there’s anything in the world that Jungkook knows, it’s that you’re worth it. You’re worth everything. Add up all the money and all the gold in the entire world, and it still doesn’t meet a fraction of what you’re worth to him.
“Where are you?” He asks as he cradles the phone against one arm and pulls on his jeans.
You sniffle. “Jungkook, it’s 3 am.”
“So? I was up playing Minecraft,” He lies. “Where are you?”
You can’t help but laugh the tiniest bit, a sliver of warmth wrapping itself around your raw and exposed heart. Like a balm to a flesh wound. It doesn’t heal it, not yet.
“I’m at our park.”
Jungkook smiles as he grips the phone back in his hand. The park. The place you and Jungkook spent your childhood playing make-believe games, and formative teenage years loitering around smoking clove cigarettes to look cool.
“Give me five minutes, okay?”
You nod, even though he can’t see you.
Jungkook arrives with two minutes to spare. His beat up Nissan that he insists is “vintage” and “priceless” idles next to you.
He can see you through the darkened glass of your car—your mascara is running down your face, tears streaked through your flawlessly applied makeup.
You still look so beautiful.
And it angers Jungkook that all that time you spent looking good for Seokjin meant nothing to him.
He motions for you to come over, pats the passenger seat next to him and smiles as he watches you open the door and slide into the security of his familiar car.
“You cleaned your car,” you murmur as you notice a severe lack of McDonald’s trash.
He sniffs haughtily.
“The trash added character.”
Jungkook doesn’t give you a chance to respond. Instead, he’s unbuckling his seatbelt and pulling you as close to him as he can get you. The instant his arms wrap around your body, the floodgates open again and your once-quieted tears turn back into full-fledged sobs.
“I loved him,” you gasp through the pain in your throat.
He rubs your back, pats your hair gently, soothing you the way he has for years now. Through every breakup, through every family fight with your older brother Namjoon, through all the mean girls in high school. Jungkook is the north star—always consistent, always guiding you back to safety.
“I know, babe,” he sighs. “You deserve someone who’s going to treat you right, who’s not just going to give up when things get hard.”
You choke back a cry against his Patagonia hoodie and bury your face further into the crook of his neck. He smells like Old Spice and the shampoo he uses, along with the smell of laundry soap you buy for him—he uses dish soap when he runs out and nearly broke his washing machine last time.
“I thought he was the one. I’m so stupid.”
Jungkook swallows hard. Tonight is about comforting you, not about feeling sorry for himself that you’re his best friend and not his girlfriend. He can’t help but think of what kind of life he would give you. He knows it’s one that wouldn’t end with you crying in a parking lot at 3 AM.
“You’re not stupid, you just loved him. And there’s nothing stupid about loving someone, even if it doesn’t work out,” he sighs as he cradles your head against him. It feels right having you there, pressed up against him and seeking comfort from the solace of his arms.
“Let’s go get a milkshake, yeah?” He asks as you pull your head up and look at him with sad, glassy eyes.
“Yeah,” you nod after a moment of staring.
Jungkook’s eyes sparkle with love, with hope. It makes the desperate, alone feeling inside you—disappear. Jungkook presses a soft kiss to your forehead and then starts the shaky ignition of his car, that takes three cranks of the key before it turns over.
He sends you a look, a laugh evident on your face.
“Don’t even start,” he warns. “The engine is fine.”
“Whatever you say,” you snort as you wipe an errant tear from your face.
“It’s a certified classic car! I could get millions for this baby!”
As the weeks pass, the pain of losing Seokjin becomes further and further from your mind. You can get through the day without crying anytime you see something that reminds you of him and even start flirting with others without feeling like you’re cheating.
You just still haven’t reached the point where dating someone else even feels possible. You’re terrified of allowing someone close to you, letting them into a place where you’re inviting them to possibly hurt you. You’re not sure your heart is ready for it.
“I think you’re just scared,” your older brother Namjoon states as he warms up a bottle of milk in boiling water.
He cradles his new baby in one arm while the other works at the bottle of milk.
“I’m not scared,” you huff. “I just don’t think it’s the right time.”
Namjoon sighs and hands the gurgling newborn baby off to you and readies the bottle for you to feed your new niece, Jisoo.
“Look, Seokjin sucks, okay? I know you two were together for some time, but in the end, he wasn’t the right one for you. There’s someone out there who is the right one for you. You know how many shit frogs I had to kiss before I got my prince?”
You make a face as you feed Jisoo, who happily sucks and gazes at the lights above.
“You call Jimin a prince?”
Namjoon sighs dreamily as he watches the baby and thinks of his husband.
“The dreamiest prince,” he breathes, eyes closed in bliss. “But back to your problems. I think you should get back out there. Go on some dates, meet some people. No one is telling you to fall in love and get married tomorrow. Just go have some fun.”
You allow Namjoon’s words to mull through your mind. What could be the harm in joining a few dating sites, perhaps spending some time at the gym or grocery store flirting with someone cute?
“Fine,” you say. “I’ll think about it.”
“Good. I can’t be the only one giving our parents grand-babies. Soo needs a cousin.”
You smile down at the tiny bundle in your arms and imagine a future where you have a baby of your own.
“Okay, I’m not trying to get knocked up, Joon.”
“Whatever,” he sighs. “Help me choose a wall color for me and Jimin’s new master bathroom.”
Tinder’s changed since the last time you used it, years ago. It’s gone from any semblance of dating to strictly an app used to get laid.
It’s discouraging swiping through all the obvious fuckboys. Sure, a quick and easy lay sounds great, but you’re also trying to go out and enjoy real, traditional dates, and it seems none of these guys want to step foot outside of a bedroom.
The swiping left becomes almost monotonous. You’re sitting on your couch, watching some documentary about serial killers, when a startling profile pops up on your Tinder feed.
The picture that pops up is... Jungkook. You can’t stop the bubble of laughter that leaps from your chest. His profile is so authentically Jungkook that you’re swiping right before you even know it.
Your brain doesn’t even comprehend what a match with Jungkook means, really. You’re still laughing as you click on the bubble to message him and send him as many laugh emojis as you can.
“Hey guys, what’s up, Kookie here with another Let’s Play Minecraft video for ya. Be sure to like and subscribe if you enjoy this kind of content.”
Jungkook’s headset is firmly wrapped around his head, mic next to his mouth and hands at the ready on his mouse and keyboard. He’s set and in the zone.
The game is well into play when the familiar chime of his phone goes off. It’s a Tinder notification—he can tell by the sound. He can’t help but roll his eyes, wondering what sort of boring conversation he’s meant to have with a girl who will probably ghost him, anyway.
He lazily lifts his phone and glances at the notification, before dropping it back to the desk.
His hand freezes on his mouse as he finally comprehends what he just read.
He just matched with YOU.
His best friend.
His secret, lifelong crush.
He sputters something into the microphone and stops recording his game, wildly grasping for the phone and unlocking it.
YN: 😂😂😂😂 is your bio a Minecraft pickup line?!
He pauses, attempts to collect his thoughts, before desperately typing on his screen.
JUNGKOOK: Why? 😉😏 did it work?
You spend the rest of your night jokingly flirting with Jungkook, sending GIFs and emojis in between the silly lines you’re using on each other.
Right before you’re about to head to sleep, Jungkook sends one last message.
JUNGKOOK: What if we went on a date lolol. Haha jk. Unless?? 👀👀👀
Your thumbs hover over the keys to your phone.
A date with Jungkook? Even though you matched with him, you’ve never thought of a date with your childhood best friend.
YN: alright, it’s only fair since we matched 😝 show me how you treat these tinder ladies
“I have a date with Jungkook tonight,” you tell your brother, Namjoon, over the phone.
Over the crying of your newborn niece, you hear Namjoon splutter in confusion.
“You what!?” He nearly screams. “Jeon Jungkook? Like... the annoying kid you’ve been friends with since fourth grade?”
“He’s not annoying! He’s my best friend. We ironically matched on Tinder and… Well, why the fuck not? Nothing serious is going to happen. We’ll go out and have a story to tell about how incompatible we are.”
Namjoon doesn’t reply. Instead, you hear him speak to his husband.
“She’s going on a date with Jungkook,” he says over the muffle of his hand on the receiver.
There’s a shuffle, and the dulcet voice of your brother-in-law, Jimin, comes over the line.
“Girl,” he starts. “What the fuck?”
You chuckle as you move about your closet, trying to decide what’s appropriate to wear on a date with your best friend.
“Mm-hmm,” Jimin tuts. “You know the boy is in love with you.”
“Okay, Chim, you’ve been spending too much time cooped up with my brother. It’s affecting your grip on reality.”
“Sure, honey. I just tell it like it is. Don’t break his heart.”
You roll your eyes.
“I won’t break his heart because there’s nothing there, Jimin.”
“I’ll be expecting your call later.”
“Yes, dad. Love you guys.”
“We love you too, sweetheart. But really, don’t break that poor boy’s heart.”
You open your mouth to retort yet another reassurance that there’s nothing to break, but the line goes dead.
“Fucking Jimin,” you mutter as you throw your phone to the bed.
You can’t allow yourself to think that Jungkook might have feelings for you. It’s totally out of the questions. He’s your best friend. The guy who shoves Cheetos up his nose to make you laugh and falls asleep during every movie night with his face in the popcorn bowl. He’s just Jungkook. This date is just a funny way to hang out.
So, why do you care so much about what you wear?
You’re still standing in front of your closet, attempting to find something respectable to wear. It doesn’t matter that the last time Jungkook saw you; it was with mascara streaming down your face and a hoodie from Namjoon’s college swimming days and ripped leggings. Jungkook has seen you in nearly everything you wear, so your indecisiveness gives you pause.
Do you want Jungkook to be attracted to you? Do you want to do your best to look as presentable as you would for a normal date?
The thudding of your heart tells you that maybe you’re more interested in this being a date than you’re allowing yourself to believe.
You shake all thoughts off.
No, you won’t allow yourself to overthink a night that should just be fun.
You settle for a fitted and simple summer dress, tights and heels. Simple, easy, respectable but also showing enough cleavage and sculpt of your ass to ensure you look more dressed up than not.
With one last look in the mirror, you’re ready.
JUNGKOOK: I’m outside!
ME: See you soon!
Jungkook taps his foot anxiously as he sits on the bench outside your apartment. His tight black jeans feel like a second skin on his legs, and the black button-down shirt he’s tucked in makes him rethink his choice of outfit.
Is he too casual?
He’s never really worn something like this around you. This is what Jungkook wears when he wants to seduce. This is what every girl he’s desperately wished was you got to see. The girls who swooned over his messy hair, the way his jeans display his toned thighs, the peek of skin at his throat.
Maybe it’s too much.
Maybe he’s afraid he’ll scare you away.
Maybe he’s afraid you won’t like it.
He’s given no chance to ruminate anymore because you’re exiting the building and walking straight towards him.
He doesn’t think he remembers how to breathe.
It’s as if you walk towards him in slow motion. Angels chorus around him and the setting sun sparkles on your face like a spotlight. There’s nothing in the world anymore, nothing but you.
You’re the most beautiful human he’s ever seen in his life.
“Hi,” you smile as you approach him.
He continues to stare, eyes traveling over the soft curves of your cheeks and jaw, trailing down to the way your dress clings just right to each dip of your body. His throat goes dry.
You are without a doubt the girl of his dreams.
It pushes him out of his reverie, eyes widening as he realizes he’s been staring at you for maybe a few minutes too long to play off as normal.
“Hey!” He coughs, attempting to right himself.
“You okay?” You ask, eyebrow lifted in concern.
“Yeah! Yup! Totally! I’m okay—a-okay, absolutely great.” He internally slaps himself.
“You clean up nice,” you smile as your eyes elevate up and down the lean form of his body.
“Oh?” He asks, taken aback.
In his daze, he never even realized what you’re thinking about him, rather only how intensely he was thinking about you.
“This must be the Jungkook that all the girls in college couldn’t stop begging me to hook them up with.”
His cheeks flame with sudden embarrassment, hand moving to the back of his neck to rub it awkwardly.
“Ha, yeah,” he swallows. “You look r-really nice too. I don’t think I’ve seen you in a dress since your brother’s wedding.”
The smile that he’s rewarded with nearly knocks him on his ass. “Thanks! It’s fun to dress up cute again. Jin hated this dress.”
A stab of pain eeks its way into Jungkook’s heart. Seokjin. God, how he hates that man.
“Well, uh, you can wear whatever you want with me!” He assures.
You loop your arm around Jungkook’s, saddling up to his side as you look at him expectantly.
“Well, are we going?”
Jungkook can’t help but smile at the sparkle in your eye, the way you peer up at him with those soft, cherry lips. He wants to capture them with his own, kiss you until you don’t remember Seokjin’s name ever again.
But he resists.
You never thought you’d admit it to yourself. You never even thought it could happen.
But the date is everything you’ve ever wanted, and more.
Jungkook is still Jungkook, still just as silly and easy to talk to as he always is.
But he’s also charming. Flirtatious, even. He holds doors open for you; he rests his hand on the small of your back as he guides you towards your table at dinner. He feeds you bites of his dessert and lets his eyes linger on the way your lips look wrapped around his fork.
Jungkook treats you the way you’ve always wanted to be treated. Like someone he wants to cherish for the rest of your combined lives. Someone he wants to take care of, build a future with, enjoy life with.
And as much as it thrills you, it absolutely frightens you.
It’s when you’re walking down the small river trail together that Jungkook slips his hand into yours and laces your fingers together. The once-steady beat of your heart becomes erratic. He continues chatting—as if holding your hand was a subconscious act for him. He’s knee deep in a story of his Minecraft server when you stop walking, causing him to pause.
“What’s up?” He asks curiously.
Your eyes glitter with anticipation, with fear, as you stare at the gorgeous man before you. He looks like a full course meal in his tight jeans and he makes you feel like a princess. You can suddenly see doing life by his side—no longer his platonic best friend, but as his lover and lifelong partner.
You say nothing. Instead, you simply close the space between you two by grabbing the buttons of his shirt and tugging his lips onto yours.
Jungkook is still for a second as he battles the surprise, but jumps into action and cups your face with his hands, deepening the kiss by pushing his tongue past your lips and swirling it around your own.
Your bodies press close together. He can feel your breasts against his chest and he desperately wants to rip the dress off your body and worship you like he’s always wanted to.
As soon as the kiss started, it’s over. You’re pulling away with eyes wide with fear.
“I’m sorry, I—I need to go,” you stammer awkwardly.
Jungkook’s heart drops to his stomach.
“What? We were going to get ice cream?”
You can feel tears building in the corners of your eyes. You’re so confused, so unsure of what you’re feeling. You want to stay and kiss Jungkook until you’re clawing at the clothing on his body, pressing kisses to the firm column of his neck. You want to run far away, too scared to admit it to him you’re sure you could love him for the rest of his life.
You can’t lose that friendship. You can’t risk everything you love about Jungkook. He’ll only hurt you the way every boyfriend ever has.
“I don’t really feel well,” you swallow hard as you lie. Jungkook always knows when you’re lying.
His body stiffens.
“Okay, let me walk you home.”
You shake your head, already moving away from the man.
“It’s fine. We’re nearby. I’ll just run or something.”
He opens his mouth to protest, but you’ve already turned face and started running the direction away from him.
Jungkook watches, misty-eyed, as the girl of his dreams runs further and further away from him.
You’re sobbing as you finally reach home, out of breath and confused. The phone call to Namjoon is quick.
“Yo,” he says cooly as he answers the phone. His tone changes when he hears your whimpering sobs on the other end.
“Joonie,” you whisper. “I fucked up.”
“Oh god,” Namjoon quickly shuffles and calls his husband over, before putting the phone on speaker.
“What’s happened, baby?” Jimin’s sweet voice asks.
“I—I kissed him,” you sob, holding yourself close in the comfort of the elevator.
Namjoon and Jimin look at each other with knowing looks.
“We’re on our way over.”
Jimin knows the first order of business is to stop the crying. He places sleeping baby Jisoo in your arms, which quiets your whimpers enough as you cling to the tiny baby. He knows your weakness is sleeping babies.
Namjoon looks on anxiously, hates seeing his little sister upset and with no way to make it better.
Jimin’s been asked to take the lead on this, because he knows his husband's response is to cry as well—he gets emotional anytime he sees her cry. Namjoon agreed, knowing Jimin was better suited for the conversation.
“Tell us what happened,” Jimin asks quietly. You’re rocking the baby gently, sobs turned to sniffles. “Did something go wrong on the date?”
Your eyes peer up at your brother-in-law’s, a wounded look that makes Jimin feel sad. Namjoon clenches beside him, and Jimin lays a hand on his lap to soothe the protective brother.
“No,” you whisper. “That’s the thing. It was an amazing date.”
Jimin watches you curiously, but remains silent to let you continue.
“We had dinner, and we played arcade games and we walked around. And he was so… fuck, he was perfect. It was like dating the guy of my dreams.”
Jimin nods knowingly.
“And it surprised you how much you liked him.”
“Yeah,” you sniffle. “At the end, he was holding my hand and just talking about normal, stupid Jungkook shit, but this time it felt like more. Like, I felt in my heart that I wanted to be the one he always talked to about it. I wanted to be the one he came home to at night.”
Jimin pats your cheek lovingly, the care for his sister-in-law clear in his gaze.
“You don’t just like him, honey. I think you might even love him.”
You pull baby Jisoo tighter into your grasp and nod, pathetic tears slipping down your face.
“I just left him. Like, I ran away from him like an asshole.”
Namjoon grunts and takes a spot next to Jimin. “If he loves you, which I’m sure he does, he’ll still be waiting for you.”
Jimin nods and rests a hand on his husband's back. “But you better have one hell of an apology.”
Jungkook doesn’t answer your phone calls. He doesn’t respond to your texts, snapchats or Instagram DM’s. He doesn’t even look at the TikToks you sent him! It’s becoming infuriating to get in touch with him.
You take matters into your own hands and storm to his apartment after work, the rising tension in your shoulders and stomach full of rocks an indicator of your anxiety about the future of this relationship.
Jungkook opens the door wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweats. All the carefully crafted words exit your mind at light
speed and you’re left gasping, wide-eyed at the chiseled body of your best friend.
“Can I help you?” He asks, tone flat.
You push past him into the apartment you know so well. “Yeah, you could start by answering your phone.”
Jungkook rolls his eyes and closes the door, then heads back towards the large gaming setup in the living room.
“My apologies for not responding to the girl who literally ran away from me on a date.”
Your cheeks heat uncomfortably as you stand in the center of his living room, arms crossed over your chest.
“Jungkook, listen. I’m—”
“Please,” he shakes his head as he sits down at the impressive gaming chair. “Save the apologies. I get it.”
“You don’t get it!” You say, exasperated. “You don’t get any of it! That’s why I’m here.”
Jungkook narrows a look at you then stands from his chair. Slowly, he makes his way towards you and stands inches from your face. The proximity of his bare, toned chest to your body makes your throat dry.
“No, you don’t get it.” His voice is threateningly quiet, completely different from his usual chipper tone.
“Jungkook, I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?” He quirks his head sarcastically, and you’re struck by the sharp lines of his jaw. “Sorry for running away from the date? Sorry for going on a date? Sorry for making me feel like I had a fucking chance when you kissed me?”
You swallow hard and open your mouth to reply, but he cuts you off.
“I’m sorry too. For giving myself way too much hope that this could ever be something. I’m sorry for myself for thinking you’d at least respect me enough to reject me politely.”
“You always had a chance!” You can feel tears building in your eyes and Jungkook feels his heart pound in his chest like a drum.
He scoffs, a harsh and mirthless laugh. “Clearly not.”
“I just—,” you start. “I never saw you like that before and suddenly you became everything I’ve ever dreamed of. It was like getting hit by a train, Kook! Suddenly my best friend turned into the man of my dreams.”
He shakes his head, stepping back away from you.
“I really find it hard to believe you,” he whispers. “I can’t let myself hope.”
“Jungkook, please,” you beg as tears start slipping down your face. “Please believe me.”
“Just leave,” he sighs. “I hate making you cry.”
You want so badly to wrap yourself in his arms, cry into his chest like you always do when you’re hurt. But you stand still, frozen in your shame and embarrassment of hurting your best friend so badly.
“I’m sorry,” you murmur, before you spin around as quickly as you can and leave Jungkook’s apartment in a flurry.
He watches as the door slams behind you, eyes full of sadness and regret. As much as he wants to believe you, have faith in every word you said, he can’t allow himself to get his hopes up again.
He can’t watch you run away from him again.
“Welcome back to Kookie’s Wild Weekly Walkthrough!” Jungkook cheers as enthusiastically as he can through his microphone. “The weekly segment where I react to your Minecraft worlds!”
Jungkook needed to dive back into streaming to take his mind off of you. He hasn’t left his apartment in days, only subsisting on takeout and coffee. At least he was making more money and his subscribers didn’t seem to mind the up-tick in content.
“Tonight I’ll be walking through a creation sent by,” he squints at the username. “‘Kookiesgal95’ Aww that’s cute.”
He readies the content and starts his camera as he watches the YouTube link. His subscribers love his reaction videos—it’s a highly requested segment.
The video starts off easily, a generic Minecraft world that looks like a park.
The voice that reverberates through his headphones makes him pause the video quickly, wide-eyed with recognition.
It’s you. He’d know that voice from a million others.
Shit. He’s going to have to edit so much of this clip. He’s staring at the screen as if he’s just seen a ghost.
Unsteadily, he clicks play again and watches as you lead him through your Minecraft creation.
“I wanted to recreate something for someone very special in my life.”
Jungkook doesn’t even bother to react to this anymore. This entire video is going to be worthless—there’s nothing he can say.
The video pans around the Minecraft setup and he can see what looks like handmade swings and merry go rounds.
“It took me a really long time to do this and an embarrassing amount of help from some twelve-year-olds on the internet.”
He laughs and is stunned by the wet tears rolling down his cheeks. He hadn’t realized he was crying.
“I re-created a park that is really special to my best friend and I.”
He feels his chest tighten and relax. The park.
“This is the spot where he held me when my dog died when I was nine. I still miss that dog.”
The view is on a spot next to a blocky oak tree. Jungkook remembers that day, remembers your heartbroken sobs as he whispered words of comfort to you. He misses that dog, too.
“This is where he and my brother got in a fight when we were eleven, because my brother called me a stupid-head. My best friend has always been protective of me, even from my own big brother.”
He can still remember pushing Namjoon around after hearing him call you names. He pushed Namjoon over and threatened to use his “big muscles” if he did it again.
The camera pans to an enormous structure, rather sloppily made, of a slide and monkey bars.
“This is where we first shared a joint in high school. I coughed a lung up and he ran down the street to a gas station at ten pm to get me a bottle of water even though I told him I was okay,”
The memory of the bewildered 7-11 employee plays through his mind. The man watched as a very stoned, very out of breath, Jungkook paid for a bottle of water in coins.
The video continues playing, moves towards what appears to be a parking lot made of cobblestone blocks.
“This is where he held me when my world fell apart.”
The break-up. The way you cried and cried and cried in his arms and he held you as if you were the only thing left on Earth.
“This is where he reminded me I’m worthy of love, that I’m not broken. This is where he held me like I was delicate, but treated me like I was unbreakable.”
His tears don’t stop. Jungkook feels his heart thundering in his chest like a summer storm.
He can hear your sniffles through the recording of the video—you were crying too. It pans around to the swing set.
“And this is where I’ll tell him everything, tonight. Where I’ll tell him how deeply I love him and how I want to make him the happiest guy in the world. In all of Minecraft and beyond. I hope he comes.”
Jungkook doesn’t even bother turning his camera off.
Instead, he’s running to change out of his three-day-old clothes and bolt out the door.
The creaky, rusty metal of the swing set is deafeningly loud in the silence of your park.
It’s dark, just a few street lights around to illuminate the perimeter, but it’s otherwise only lit by the moon.
It’s getting cold. You shiver in your hoodie and kick at the dirt under your swing.
Maybe he didn’t see the video. Maybe he wasn’t going to show.
Maybe it was too late.
You spent hours working on the Minecraft world, staying up at all hours of the night to build and craft a poor re-creation of this park. The twelve-year-olds on Reddit had been invaluable and Namjoon definitely made fun of you for your creative assistants. But it had all been worth it.
“Fuck,” you speak out loud to no one, as you try to warm your hands in the pockets of your sweater. “It’s cold.”
“You should have brought a jacket.”
The sudden voice from behind startles you. You hop off the swing and whip around to face down the intruder.
He looks so good. He’s wearing a thick coat and tight jeans. Your eyes take a delicious journey from head to toe.
He can’t help but preen at your blatant appreciation. He enjoys knowing you’re attracted to him, at least physically.
He nods and takes a nervous step towards you. He’s still far away, more than an arm's-reach away. You’re desperate to bring him closer, to pull him tight against your body and wrap yourself around him. You never want to be without his gentle touch again.
“I felt pretty compelled to come after you made all this in Minecraft for me.” He cracks a wry smile, a boy-ish grin that makes your heart flutter.
“It took me twenty-five hours and some teenagers to help.”
He laughs, a beautiful sound that warms you. “I’m sure they were ecstatic to help.”
You chew at the inside of your cheek, nervous at what he thinks about your in-game confession.
“Did you mean it?” He asks. He steps closer—one more step.
His eyes are searching yours for the truth, desperately diving into the depths for validity.
“Why did you run away?” Another step.
You swallow hard, heavy tears brimming in your eyes.
“You went from being the silly best friend to being the person I could spend the rest of my life with. It all hit me. It’s always been you.”
One more step and now he’s just within your reach. If you stuck your hand out, your fingers would graze the soft puff of his coat, the delicate skin of his neck.
“I’ve always felt that way about you. I never thought you’d feel the same.”
You smile softly, timidly. “It just took me a little while longer to realize it.”
All at once, Jungkook closes the gap and holds you gently by your cheeks. His thumbs wipe at the moisture under your eyes.
“I promise to never make you cry again,” he whispers reverently.
“And I promise to never run away from you again.”
Jungkook smiles at that, cradling your face like you’re the most expensive and precious jewel.
“Can I kiss you again?” He asks, somewhat unsure of himself.
“I would like it if you would.”
As Jungkook presses his cold, plush lips to your own, you make a promise to yourself to never go a day without kissing him again.
“I can’t believe you’re in my bedroom,” Jungkook murmurs as he kisses at your face. After the park, Jungkook loaded you into his priceless Nissan and scurried home. You could hardly keep your hands off him as he drove you back to his place—reaching and caressing the spots on his body you’re dying to become familiar with.
“I’ve been in your bedroom before,” you remind him as he tugs up the hoodie you’re wearing.
“God, don’t be so semantic when I’m trying to fuck you,” he says before throwing the hoodie to a corner of the room. “You know what I mean.”
Jungkook kisses you again, all lips and teeth and tongue. He kisses you like you’re the last breath of air, and he’s greedy for every bit. He grips your hips, not too tight, and brings your body against his. You can feel him grow in hardness in his too tight, and it feels like bliss.
Teasingly, you grind your hips against his, making him shudder with desire.
“I want you,” he whines as he nibbles at your lip.
“Really? I couldn’t tell.”
He opens his eyes to level a look at you, pulling his mouth away from yours.
“You’re such a little smartass.”
His hands become feverish on your jeans, tugging apart the button and flicking down the fly. He pushes them down quickly, and you kick them off carelessly.
He can’t stop looking at you in your bra and panties, standing at the foot of his bed.
“Holy shit, okay, this is happening, right? Like, this is real?”
You smirk, pleased with Jungkook’s obvious excitement.
“Let me prove it’s not just a dream.”
Softly, you spin Jungkook around and push him down to sit on his bed. He complies easily, eyes wide and excited.
“If this is a dream, would you be able to feel this?” You ask as you unbuckle his belt and open his jeans. He doesn’t reply, simply watches you as you tug his jeans down to his thighs.
His cock strains hard against his tight boxers, and you run a teasing finger over the obvious bulge.
“Oh fuck,” he breathes.
“Feels pretty real, huh?”
Your delicate hands gently tug at the waistband of his boxers and easily work them down enough to free the length of his cock. It springs out easily and your eyes widen at the impressive size. You assumed he would be at least average, but you’re looking at something definitely more.
“Oh wow,” you whisper. “You’re fucking huge.”
Jungkook grins. “All for you, baby.” The cockiness is palpable.
One solid grip around him wipes the presumptuous smile off his face, replaced with a gasping, shuddering moan.
“How about this? Not a dream?”
He struggles to find his voice, instead he’s gulping for air like a fish out of water.
“That’s what I thought,” you whisper before settling into a position on your knees. “I’ll admit, I’ve dreamt about this too. I always felt so ashamed for dreaming about sucking my best friend's cock.”
You press soft kisses to the head of his length, teasing the sensitive areas at the tip before kissing up and down the length.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
His evident desire for you encourages you, and your tongue swipes at the crown of his tip and swirls around it gently.
“Oh my god.” His eyes shutter closed and you trace the veins in his dick with your tongue.
“This h-has to be a dreeeaaaaam,” he whines as you make an exceptionally long stripe with the flat of your tongue.
You pull off for a moment, humming. He springs his eyes open and watches as you reach behind your back and unsnap your bra. Your breasts escape with a bounce and his eyes widen, nearly bulging out of their sockets.
“What the fuck,” he whines. “You have the most amazing tits.”
He reaches out to grasp them and you slap them away playfully.
“Not yet,” you smirk. “Still trying to convince you you’re not asleep.”
He sucks in his breath and puts his hands back to the bed to steady himself, eyes never leaving yours (except to stare at the luscious curves of your body).
Grasping your breasts in both hands, you smash them together lightly in an elaborate show of what Jungkook wants most. You lean over his body and place the throbbing thickness of his cock in between your tits, allowing him to feel just how soft and warm they are.
“Shit!” He yelps, grabbing his sheets in a tight fist. “Are you really tit-fucking me right now?!”
Slowly, you lift your body up and down, allowing his cock to feel each stroke of your breasts. You nod at his question and continue to pump up and down.
He whines and shakes his head, already feeling so close to the edge. His cock is slick from your teasing licks and the pressure of your tits surrounding him had his mind spinning with desire.
“Ahhh, I’m so fucking close,” he warns.
You continue, speeding up the friction and pressure of your strokes.
“I want you to cum on me, Kook,” you whisper encouragingly. “Cum on my tits, please?”
Jungkook feels like he’s a wire about to snap, and your thick, sultry voice and incredibly perfect breasts are the snips that breaks him apart.
“Oh, shit,” he grunts. “Gonna paint your titties white, baby.”
His moans echo around the walls of his bedroom, small gasps of pleasure and your name escaping his perfectly plump pout.
His hot load splatters on your chest, and you stroke him through each pulse of his cock. You’re slippery with his seed now, and when you pull away from his spent length, you make a show of rubbing in his cum over your chest.
“Okay, definitely not dreaming,” he says in a daze as he watches you lift a wet finger to your mouth, popping it in to clean it off. “Who knew you were so fucking kinky?”
His confidence grows as he catches his breath. He can’t believe he’s sitting on his bed with you on your knees, breasts covered in his load. You’re suckling the cum off your finger like it’s his cock, and he’s desperate for more.
“There are lots of things you don’t know about me,” you shrug.
Swiftly, he grabs you gently by your bicep and pulls you close, sucking at your lips until you’re both standing.
“I plan to find out everything.”
Suddenly, you’re switching positions and Jungkook is pushing you down into the bed. You lay flat in the center, body relaxed and eager for your best friend.
“What are you doing?” You ask. He’s still standing at the end of the bed, watching you get comfortable. Once he’s satisfied that you’re lying exactly how you want, he settles himself by your feet.
“Worshipping you,” he says as he lifts an ankle and presses gentle kisses to your calf. “Showing you how much I adore you.” More kisses, soft and sweet. “Showing you how I plan on treating you for the rest of your life.”
He takes his time, lavishing your legs with his mouth. He kisses and sucks at any spot, sexual or not. He mouths at the roundness of your knees, your firm hamstrings. He presses his love into the skin of your thighs, mouthing his praises with each kiss.
He reaches the dip of your hips and he gently kisses your exposed skin as he tugs your cotton panties off you.
“I have loved every inch of you since before I can remember,” he praises as his lips skim over the mound of your cunt. “And I don’t plan on stopping soon.”
Your body feels like it’s on fire, as if Jungkook lights a match at every spot his lips press against. Your eyes close, and you allow Jungkook to continue his pious worship of your body.
He teases around your folds, kissing your labia ever so gently—making you gasp. He doesn’t linger long, only kisses you enough to stir the licking flames of heat in your belly.
He kisses at your stomach, gently nibbling and laving at the softness there. You try to hide from him, try to hide your insecurities of your body in his thorough exploration, but he moves your hands.
“I know you don’t like this part of your body,” he murmurs. His voice is so soft, so pure and sincere. “But I do. I love everything about you.”
His tongue swirls around your belly button, making you gasp at the ticklish sensation.
“You’re so pretty. So perfect.”
He continues upwards, lips now trailing to your full breasts. He takes his time there, licking and kissing and flicking at your nipples with his tongue. It feels exhilarating—Jungkook’s mouth feels like everything you want it to feel like. His tongue is warm, and he bites with just enough pressure to make your back arch off the bed into his embrace.
His hands explore, taking stock of every millimeter of skin he can find. He wants to memorize every freckle, every bump, every scar and line. Your body is his paradise, and all he can think of is you, you, you.
One hand travels down your body as he moves his lips up your neck. It snakes down your stomach and deftly slides over your soaked core. You whine as you feel his fingers part your folds and dip into the wetness.
“So wet,” he says out loud, verbalizing every tantalizing detail of your body. “So perfect.”
His lips are finally at your own and you kiss him passionately, tongue swirling around his as he slides his two fingers past your clit and into your drenched hole. You gasp against his mouth, eyes widening as he slowly scissors his fingers into you and pumps slowly. It’s almost teasing, the way he fucks his fingers in you. Slow, firm movements with his powerful hands.
“Jungkook!” You gasp. He doesn’t reply, instead he bites at your lip and tugs, then trails his hot mouth back down to your nipples. He can’t get enough of your breasts and the slightly salty taste of him still lingering.
“You feel so good,” he says as he speeds his fingers up minutely. “So tight and wet for me.”
Your hips writhe in need. He’s giving you what you need, but not enough. You need more, more. You want to feel him, all of him, spearing you open.
“Please, Kook,” you groan. “I need you.”
He laughs softly against your nipple and sucks extra hard, letting it pop out of his mouth audibly.
“And I need you, my love.”
“Fuck me, please.” You’re desperate, thighs quaking from the slow teasing. “I want you to fuck me, Jungkook.”
Chills shudder down Jungkook’s spine and he’s powerless to say no, not when you demand it so well.
“With pleasure,” he agrees. He pulls his fingers from within you and copies your move, sliding them into his mouth to suck your essence off.
He’s never looked sexier. His eyes are dark chocolate pools of burning intensity, and you feel your breath become shaky as you watch him clean his fingers with precision.
After he’s deemed his fingers sufficiently clean, he settles himself between your legs. Easily, he lifts your hips and shoves a pillow underneath, elevating you to a more comfortable position. He grabs your legs and tosses each over his shoulders so they’re higher in the air.
“I’m going to fuck you so good, baby,” he promises as he rubs the tip of his cock on your soppy slit. “Condom?”
You shake your head, appreciative of his question but desperate to feel him completely.
“Birth control. Regularly tested. Haven’t had sex in a while,” you blurt out. “You good?”
He nods in agreement. “Same. Well, except the birth control. But, I’d take it if they made it for men.”
“Jungkook!” You whine. Your best friend is so easily sidetracked. “Please, can you fuck me?”
He grins. “Tsk, someone is impatient.”
A low moan is rumbling in your chest as he continues to rub his thick cock at your entrance.
“I swear to god, you’re the biggest tease.”
“Oh, I’m definitely the biggest.”
Before you can react, he’s pushing past your entrance and sliding deep in your walls. Your position makes his cock feel deep, and he bottoms out and stills there, eyes closed in bliss.
“Holy shit,” he gasps. “This is absolutely the best pussy I’ve ever felt.”
You wiggle your hips as you get used to the sensation of the delicious stretch.
“Please don’t tell me how many pussies you’ve felt when you’re balls deep inside of me.”
Jungkook turns his head and kisses at your legs resting on his shoulders, lavishing them with his praise once more as he keeps his cock buried inside your tight heat.
“Yours is the only one that matters. The only pussy I’ll ever be in for the rest of my life.”
“That’s a good answer,” you smile. “Now, fuck me, lover boy.”
Jungkook winks and grips your hips with his hands. He swiftly pulls out, enamored with the way his cock is already covered in your creamy essence, then eagerly pushes back in. He sets a pace and soon the sound of skin clapping on skin echoes around the room.
“Oh god!” You’re moaning loudly, unabashedly. You’re thankful that Jungkook’s old roommate, Yoongi, moved out to live with his boyfriend Hoseok months ago. He’d definitely complain about the noise for months. “Fuck, Jungkook, you feel so good.”
Jungkook fucks into you with ferocity, speed and power gradually rising as he feels his core tighten with the coming anticipation of release.
“Mmm, you look so fucking sexy like this,” he murmurs. “Getting fucked by your best friend’s fat cock.”
He moves a hand from your hip, trails it up your body to squeeze at your breast, before he’s cupping your face once again. His hips snap against yours and he loves the way your mouth utters little squeaks and gasps with each deep thrust into you.
“God, my beautiful girl,” he groans. “Can’t wait to cum in this pussy, shit, you got me so fucking close.”
You open your mouth desperately and Jungkook easily slips his thumb in. You latch on quickly and suck, tongue swirling around the tip like you’re sucking another cock. It nearly sends him over the edge and the speed of his hips matches his desperate need for more.
“Fucking hell,” he bites back. He can feel his belly tighten, driven further and further to the edge by the constricting wetness of your cunt.
He pulls his thumb out and moves it down to where his cock spears into you, allowing your spit to swirl with his thumb around your clit. Your core tightens around him at the added stimulation and your back arches up in ecstasy.
“I’m so c-close, Kook,” you plead, as if begging for mercy. “Please, I want to cum so bad.”
The speed of his thumb increases, and he watches as your face twists in pleasure and desperation.
“Cum on my cock, baby, let me see you fall apart. Show me what I’ve dreamt of for so long.”
A high and wanton cry ripples out of your body as he savagely increases his speed, both his cock and thumb working overtime to drive you towards your end. The butterflies that erupt in your lower stomach make your moans louder, higher. You’re so close, closer than ever. It’s building to an incredible crescendo.
He can tell you’re close—he sees it on your face as your back arches and your fists grip his sheets.
“You look like a fucking angel, baby,” he whines as he soaks in the vision of you writhing underneath him. “I bet you cum like an angel, too. Let me see it, let me see.”
With just a few more swirls of his thumb and his deep, hard strokes, you’re soaring over the edge into a pool of nothingness. Your cunt pulsates wildly around his length, milking and stroking it with your tight walls. You throw your head back, moaning out his name at the top of his lungs, letting his neighbors know just who fucks you so well.
“Holy shit,” he gasps, hips stuttering as he fucks into your juicy hole. “That was so fucking sexy.”
You grip his forearms, holding onto him tight and encourage him to go harder. “Cum inside me, Kookie, please. I’m all yours, make me yours.”
His heart feels like it might burst in his chest. He’s always wanted you to say it to him, to hand over your love to him like he does so easily to you. It’s all so much, so overwhelming, and the feeling of your hot cunt still fluttering around him sends him reeling into his own completion.
He spills into you, warm seed coating your walls and pooling inside your womb. He fucks himself through each throb of his cock until he’s sure he’s drained every ounce of himself into you.
Your legs slip off his shoulders easily, and he gently pulls himself out of you. He falls beside you, panting with exertion, and wraps an arm around you.
After a few silent moments of catching your breath, Jungkook pulls you in close to him until he can koala-cling to you, arms and legs both wrapped around your body.
“Mine,” he whispers as he kisses your head. “All mine.”
You return the favor, clinging to your best friend—boyfriend—like he’s your only lifeline.
“So, you’re telling me, you got together because of Minecraft?” Jimin asks, pointing a fork in your direction. It’s been months now since your grand virtual declaration of love for Jungkook. Months of bliss and romance, laughter and companionship.
You were right all along. Jungkook is everything you’ve wanted in a man and more.
You’re sitting at your brother’s expensive dinner table, enjoying a meal with his family with your boyfriend at your side.
“Yeah, Jimin, I guess that’s what I’m saying,” you retort as you roll your eyes. “Minecraft and Tinder.”
Baby Jisoo is awake and in your brother’s arms, but she’s whining and wiggling to leave him.
“What’s wrong, Soo?” Namjoon asks with a pout on his lips. “Why don’t you want daddy anymore?”
Jimin snorts at his husband and you hold out your arms for your baby niece. “Come here, baby, I know you want auntie.”
Namjoon dutifully hands over his daughter, sulking that he’s been picked over for his sister.
You cradle the baby in your arms, expecting her to calm once she’s there, but she continues to fuss. She’s thrusting her arms out and nearly crying, reaching towards Jungkook who’s busy chowing down on Jimin’s homemade ramen.
“I think she wants you, Kook,” you murmur. He looks at you, then to the baby, then back to you, before he wipes his hands and face clean with a napkin.
“Oh, okay,” he whispers, slowly taking the baby from your arms with your help. “Hello, ma’am.”
Namjoon and Jimin laugh. “She’s a baby, Jungkook, not an elderly woman,” your brother teases.
Jungkook doesn’t listen. He’s too busy cooing at the baby in his arms and playing with her tiny hands. Namjoon turns his attention away and looks at you.
“Guess I won’t be the only provider of grandchildren for much longer.”
You playfully glare at him and turn away to watch your boyfriend. Watching Jungkook interact with your niece makes your heart swell, your soul sing. He’d be a perfect father.
“I swear, if he teaches her how to play Minecraft, he’s banned from the household,” Jimin grumbles. “This is a No-Nerd-Zone.”
Jungkook cradles the child and rocks back and forth, singing her a soft, made-up song, before he looks over at you.
“Hey, I want one of these,” he smiles. “Can we have one?”
You lay a hand on your stomach, a soft bump not quite visible yet. It’s only been one test, the lines faintly indicating ‘positive’ on the stick. You wanted to make sure, get confirmation before you spill the beans.
He grins and leans over to kiss you, before turning his attention back to the baby. “Okay, Jisoo, now let me tell you all about the Endermen.”
Jimin groans. “Oh my god, do not give Minecraft facts to my infant!”
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Genshin Impact Men Jealousy HCs
head cannons for when someone flirts with their darling. very slight nsfw and umm spoilers about Zhongli’s identity?
Characters: Kaeya, Zhongli, Xiao, Childe, and Scaramouche
a/n Hey everyone, thank you so much for all the support you have shown towards our blog! We were planning to publish A Rose Made of Chains Ch 6, but I have really been struggling with stress and depression recently. To make up for that, I have written some Genshin Impact HCs and want to share (I’ve never written for Genshin before so don’t bully me lmao). Let us know if you enjoy and would like a part 2 for the women (tell us if I forgot any characters, I just wrote who I simp for the most), anyways send in requests please (it’s taking some time for me to do them, but I promise I started quite a few)! Again, I’m really sorry for the inconsistent upload schedule. I’ll try not to let it happen again, I’ve just been having a really bad two weeks and Valentine’s day did not help LMAO.
- No one flirts with you as much as Kaeya does. Seriously, this man does not even try to hide how attracted he is to you. Which is why you don’t think he likes you in that way.
- He’s a flirty guy so you just brush it off, even though everyone tells you how in love he is with you. This man doesn’t flirt with anyone as much as he flirts with you, but you hardly notice.
- All of his buttered words and light touches work to his favor though because people seldom flirt with you, just assuming that you’re already taken.
- You guys aren’t even dating, but everyone assumes as much. It doesn’t help when he tells practically everyone that you’re his darling. Plus you two spend almost every moment together due to work and how close you are.
- Makes a big show of his affection. You two could just be walking around on a patrol or something and he’ll sling his arm around your shoulder or wrap a hand around your waist and pull you close to his side.
- Eye fucks you all the time. How do you not notice?? He’s always looking at you and taking in your appearance. He finds you very attractive, ok.
- Calls you a lot of pet names. Some to make you laugh, some to make you blush, and some that he genuinely really likes (darling and love are his favorites and he casually calls you that in front of the knights which makes your heart just spasm)
- He really likes taking you out to drink wine (or something non-alcoholic if you’re not into that). Especially if it’s just you two having a nice private dinner under the stars. Genuinely, he views these as dates, but your dense ass thinks he’s just being nice.
- Has definitely jokingly asked if you wanted to kiss him during these dates. You don’t really understand what he’s trying to do so you always politely decline. Makes him a little upset, but he’ll disguise it with a laugh and continue to enjoy his night with you.
- Sometimes he gets you cute gifts such as sweets or roses (unless you don’t like flowers like my co-author Tea ~smh she’s so picky~) which starts to clue you in a little on his seriousness about dating you. This man melts if you gift him a fine bottle of wine or a set of artifacts.
- He’s fallen in love so hard with you and is not really sure how to process it. Just pushes through with the only way he knows how, being playful and highlighting his commitment issues (which he is trying to fix as he realizes this might be something you’re not into)
- You work together (whether that be as an adventurer or fellow knight) which makes the cavalry captain really happy. He enjoys spending a lot of time with you. He also insists on going with you for any solo missions. Also takes you with him for basically any quest.
- He’s so clingy and wants you to spend as much time as possible with him. Kind of annoys you when he follows you around like a puppy, but he’s really cute so you just suck it up. Also, he absolutely loves training with you, it’s never serious but sometimes he gets the chance to shoot off some more witty one liners at you (~cOoL iT~)
- If he notices that you’re not too receptive to his advances, then he withdraws for a bit. That is until he starts anew with a fresh wave of flirtatious greetings and new date ideas. Doesn’t really want to overwhelm you and is fairly respectful with his advances after more and more failed attempts of asking you to be his S/O.
- While most people get the message that you’re taken, although not yet officially, and really like the two of you together, there are still others who don’t see the appeal of you and Kaeya
- *cough* Diluc *cough*
- Now Diluc still cares a lot about Kaeya, despite the tension, but he just doesn’t think you two are a good match. He’s aware of Kaeya’s commitment issues and doesn’t want that to hurt you.
- He also likes you, so if you’re into him then might as well shoot his shot, right.
- Now Kaeya is usually a pretty laid back and cool guy. That is until it comes to Diluc, especially if he’s getting too close to someone who he’s been putting a lot of effort and time into courting.
- He does not react well to his adoptive brother flirting with you. You would expect someone as level headed as him to keep that jealousy in right? Well, Kaeya does little to curb or hide it.
- When he sees the fiery haired man by your side, Kaeya is quick to break it up. Comes to your side to drag you with him or has someone pull Diluc away for “business”
- If yours and Diluc’s interactions continue then Kaeya will continue to get more and more annoyed. If he sees Diluc actively trying to flirt with you then that’s going to be the last straw for him.
- Watching your eyes twinkle up at his brother and not at him, as Diluc asks if you’d like to talk more over dinner at his tavern, fuels Kaeya on. He quickly approaches the two of you and pulls you into him as he grips your face and locks his lips with yours. You’ll be pretty shocked and won’t really kiss back at first but you’ll eventually return the gesture and make an uncomfortable scene in the middle of Mondstadt. He hopes that this has shown you how seriously he’s into you, because Kaeya does not get jealous over anyone.
- This experience has honestly been a good push for him to prove how much he loves you. At this point, Diluc has left (he was sort of planning on this to happen?) and Kaeya feels comfortable enough to tell you how he feels about you. Decides that he really likes the way your lips feel and makes a mental note to assault you with kisses more often.
- Jealous Kaeya is uncommon, but he doesn’t try to hide it if he is seriously jealous. While he’s working to make that more healthy by telling you, it usually just manifests itself in him acting more inappropriate with you around the person. Not that you’re really complaining, his more possessive actions where he is showing you off in front of others asserts the fact that you are together even more.
Zhongli (with a Harbinger reader cause I’m trash for those fics)
- So you and Zhongli have an interesting dynamic. You’re probably going to be a harbinger and that’s mostly why you’re not too shocked when he tells you later on in your relationship that he’s Rex Lapis. Like, he’s just too sexy to not be a God. Also, he is not as slick as he thinks he is. I’m sorry babe, no one else is that obsessed with ancient Liyue culture.
- No one really gets your relationship. People think you’re trying to exploit him and others think he’s playing you. They’re all wrong though. The two of you love and care for the other deeply.
- You’re also the only one genuinely interested in how much he talks about Liyue and the past. Let him dork out, please, it's so cute.
- He’s a fairly serious person and very proper around you in public. That being said, he really loves interlocking his fingers with yours and holding your hand at work or on dates outside.
- When you’re behind closed doors he’s much more affectionate. Really likes holding you or leaving kisses across your face and neck. Also loosens up quite a bit with you, he’s much more relaxed and cracks a few jokes with you.
- Also you have so much mora. That’s what happens when you’re one of the most terrifying leaders of the Fatui I guess. He never has to worry about forgetting the currency with you around. Still spoils you though as he’s quite the gentleman (he really likes seeing you beam at him when he gives you gifts)
- Doesn’t mind your job. He encourages how independent you are and how passionate you are about your work. He’s willing to overlook the things you do, due to how much love he holds for you.
- Seriously, Zhongli has never felt this way for anyone, at least not for a long long time. Which is why he strongly dislikes it when others think that they can get between you two.
- He knows he’s an attractive person (come on he’s literally a God) and he’s very secure about the strength of your relationship. Although sometimes he gets a little worried you’ll leave him if you reflect on your mortality. Manz is terrified you’ll want someone who won’t outlive you. You’re always reassuring him that this isn’t going to happen. I swear you’re so amazing to him, he SWOONS when you’re being comforting.
- Of course there are always idiots thinking that they have a chance with you. He doesn’t get jealous, but he gets incredibly annoyed. Also more of his dragon like traits will show up if he decides to confront the mortal. He usually doesn’t get that upset though. USUALLY.
- One of the best scenarios of a more aggressive Zhongli is when he sees you and your colleagues together. He knows that you would never want to pursue a romantic relationship with any of your fellow harbingers. He doesn’t mind the presence of some of the more quiet harbingers like Scaramouche.
- He really dislikes when you gush over your days working with Tartaglia though. He wouldn’t mind if it was just you talking about your work, but when he has to see the two of you, just pure annoyance and this gross nagging feeling in his head.
- Low key will diss Childe to you and tell you about his more embarrassing moments.
- This annoyance will be more obvious when you take him out to work with you. Whenever you bring him to work lunches or dinners with your friend, it always seems like your man is on guard. To be fair, he really is and is incredibly annoyed with the way Childe acts around you.
- Tries sending the message to Childe that you’re already taken (literally everyone knows you’re together, but Childe wants to see how much he can push the archon, also he finds you really attractive and wants to see if you’d go for him). This might start with some more touching and clinginess, but he’s relatively passive about showing his dominance at first.
- If Childe is still stuck to your side, then Zhongli will start being more possessive and rude to the auburn haired man. Definitely does not make it obvious to you though.
- “Say, sweetheart, you look absolutely stunning today,” Childe remarks as he brings your hand to his lips with his shit eating grin pointed towards your boyfriend. Little comments about how amazing you are start to add up throughout the dinner and Zhongli can’t help but notice the way Childe eyes you up all night. He’ll put his arm around your shoulders protectively as a response.
- “If you don’t mind, Zhongli, could you step out for a bit. I have some business I’d like to discuss with Y/N” he continues and revels in the way Zhongli’s cool composure slowly breaks apart.
- Of course he has to comply, he doesn’t want to notify you that something is off. When he comes back and you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom is when Zhongli can finally address it head on.
- Doesn’t even take that much effort if he’s being honest. Your boyfriend just leans towards Childe and whispers a few select threats to the harbinger. He has this dark look in his amber eyes all the while. Childe definitely gets the message after that.
- When you come back from the bathroom you’ll notice the more sinister atmosphere and try to lighten it up. Your boyfriend has a much more calm aura now though.
- Jealous Zhongli is so rare, but when it does happen, he will be too embarrassed to notify you of it. The person who was flirting with you though? Oh they’re going to be pissing themselves after incurring the wrath of the geo archon. While he doesn’t physically harm them, the threats are more than enough to keep them from flirting with you again.
- He also thinks he’s being sly about hiding his jealousy when in all honestly the truth comes out with his more possessive and domineering attitude that seeps into your sex life. You aren’t complaining though, clingy rock man sexy.
Xiao (please come home 👁👄👁)
- Listen, Xiao has been alive for a really long time. Time is honestly irrelevant to him at this point. Then you come along and change all of that.
- If you’re nice to him in a way in which you don’t smother him then he will appreciate that so much. Manz won’t say anything though because he needs to pretend to hate everyone.
- That being said, He will be absolutely head over heels in love with you and far too anxious to ever say something about it. You’re finally a reason for him to enjoy the moment and he doesn’t want to ruin that if you don’t reciprocate his feelings. Always punches himself for being cold to you when he really just wants the two of you to talk longer.
- Low key follows you around Liyue. You’re going to the harbor to talk to some friends? Well he has business there anyways. He just really likes being around you ok. His excuses are kinda weak though.
- Fawns over everything you do. Seriously, you can just breathe in his direction and he would be smitten. Would NEVER show it though.
- If you make him some almond tofu, he is so beyond thankful. He tries to make it, but in his eyes, your cooking is even better than that of master chefs in Liyue.
-Taking the time out of your day to talk to him is something this adeptus swoons over. If you innocently brush your hands over his when you two are talking on the balcony at the inn, oh boy, he gets so flustered. He is touch starved and that little affection you give genuinely makes his entire day.
- He gets really upset and possessive whenever you leave Liyue and head to Mondstadt for whatever reason. He doesn’t want to say anything though because he finds you precious and doesn’t want to restrict your freedoms.
- Xiao is so worried and paces around the balcony of the Wagshu Inn whenever you’re gone. If you leave Liyue he won’t follow, he has his duties here, but he wishes he could go with you. You always tend to make it back pretty fast though. You don’t want to worry him, and truth be told, you’ve fallen hard for the adeptus.
- This one time, he sensed your presence back in Liyue after a month-long quest he decided to come and greet you as a surprise. When he came down to the ground floor of the inn though, he saw you with a blue haired man. He seemed very close to you and was making you smile and laugh with a hand inching towards your hips
- Normally, when he sees your beaming grin his heart would melt, but seeing this cheeky bastard try to lay a hand on the person that held his heart. Yes, you were his, he decided in that moment, as he went towards you to break your conversation apart.
- He’s also terrified that this new man could be your new boyfriend, but he doesn’t want to entertain the thought, as it sends pangs of such sorrow through him.
- Finally makes up his mind to march over to you when he sees the man tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and hears compliments flowing out of his mouth about how beautiful and amazing you are. Definitely won’t let this insignificant knight steal what belongs to him.
- When you see him come over, you’re pleasantly surprised. He doesn’t often come around mortals, preferring his isolation at the top of the inn. What really surprises you though is the way he comes right between you and Kaeya with a strange glint in his eyes
- He normally won’t even touch you, but he’s quick to assert his possessive aura and cautiously wrap his arm around your waist, not quite connecting you two though, wanting your permission. Which you give as you lean towards him.
- You won’t see but he’s going to be giving the most deathly glares at Kaeya. Kaeya will actually die a little inside, your man is a terrifying slayer of demons ok cut him some slack.
- “Hey Kaeya, this is Xiao. Xiao, this is my friend, Kaeya. He’s heading back to Mondstadt after helping me with this quest!” you announce as you and Kaeya share knowing looks. You definitely didn’t talk about your love for the adeptus for hours on end during your quest.
- After your goodbyes with your friend, Xiao looks at you and asks what Kaeya is to you. Which you respond to before he leans closer into you and nuzzles his face into your neck as he tells you how he felt about the two of you speaking and how he felt like he lost you.
- Feels a little stupid for getting scared someone could take you away from him.
- His confession paired with his warm actions just truly melt your heart as you also confess your own love to him. Moments where he’s affectionate are rare, but after ordeals like this they’ll be more common.
- Overall jealous Xiao is only semi-rare, very touchy, and absolutely terrifying. Only to the other person though, he’s always soft to you. He’s secure in knowing that you love him as much as he adores you. Definitely shows you that after he takes care of the person imposing on what is his. (wink wonk)
- Childe is just not a serious person. Your whole “relationship” is built around that carefree nature of his.
- When I say “relationship”, Childe is too immature to actually put a label on what you two are. You two meet up, have some good times, then go your separate ways, before he reaches out to you and the cycle starts again.
- I mean, you guys have a lot of fun together. His nonchalance and ease in lightening the mood allow for incredible days (and nights). Which is why it doesn’t really surprise you when you find yourself falling for him.
- He has this certain charm even when he’s doing even the most mundane things. In the mornings, when he wakes up first, he’ll be up preparing breakfast or getting dressed, you can’t help but stare at him. He’s so attractive, and he knows it too with his cheeky grins and teasing attitude.
- He’s really touchy with you. Likes pulling you onto his lap during work or coming up behind you and pushing his hips towards you when you’re doing something.
- He always has a hand on you whenever you’re together. He’s either holding your hand, tugging you close to him, or just straight out teasing you.
- He really likes kissing you. Not even in a sexual context, he just likes being next to you and showering your face in kisses. Teasing kisses around your neck and jaw though, he lives for your expressions when he does that.
- He often jokes that you’d be a fool to fall in love with him, which you hesitantly laugh at. Don’t worry, he says this as a distraction from the fact that he’s also fallen for your patient mannerisms and the way you’re able to put up with him.
- He calls you babe or doll a lot. In his heart, he knows it’s for real couples, but he doesn’t want to make it weird between you two by asking you out. He really likes your late night rendezvous and your aura that somehow matches his perfectly.
- He doesn’t get upset when people flirt with you. Yes, he really likes you, but he also knows that he didn’t put a label on the two of you. Plus, you’re hot, of course people are going to flirt with you. He might even join in and help make you flustered.
- If you’re actually uncomfortable by the person flirting with you, then Childe is quick to chase (kill) them off. Hey, he may be an evil harbinger, but he’s noble enough to sense your discomfort.
- He doesn’t really care about people flirting with or getting too touchy with you, again, he knows he has no right to be upset with that. Is kind of upset when he sees people eyeing you up, but he doesn’t say anything to you.
- He does take quick notice when you get more distance from him. He knows the two of you are, unconventional, to say the least, but he wants to keep you close to him, emotionally at least.
- You’ll probably be aware of your love for the Snezhnayan which is why you’re pulling away. You know that being with him in the way you want probably won’t happen, with how much responsibility he has and just the nature of your relationship.
- This prompts you to hang around the docks of Liyue more and talk with people from far away. It’s where you meet Beidou (happy late birthday, queen) and her crew.
- What used to be lunches where Childe would pop in to, turned into afternoons spent learning about Beidou and her time across the seas.
- He’s actually pretty angry with the less and less frequent meetings between you two. You’d never know though, because he doesn’t say anything about it and always brushes off any concerns on your part.
- You will get an idea of this anger when he becomes a little more ~aggressive~ during your more scandalous times together. He’s also still playful, but in a slightly more condescending way.
- What really sets him off is the way you no longer come to all of your dates together, and when he asks, you’ll simply shrug it off and say you were with a friend
- He doesn’t really get why he feels this way. He understands that he’s attracted to you and wants to pursue a more stable romantic relationship, but he’s never really felt jealous or possessive before. He’s willing to do what he can to make that horrid nagging feeling go away.
- Makes it his mission to find out who this “friend” was. When he sees you at the harbor with a red and black claymore user, he’s even more annoyed. She’s absolutely gorgeous and captures all of your attention. He can hear her telling you all about the people she’s met and that you’re one of her favorites as she leans closer and closer.
- Alright, that’s enough for him, he decides and walks towards the two of you. You smile at him and wave when you notice his presence
- Beidou isn’t too pleased though, not happy with the way he interrupted you two. That is, until she sees the murderous glint and seriousness in Tartaglia’s eyes. She decided to dip and you’re a little shocked by his serious disposition.
- Childe is never serious unless the situation gravely calls for that attitude, which you would have never thought you’d be a part of. Honestly with the way he looks, you’re surprised that he didn’t kill her right then and there.
- Grabs you by the arm and tugs you towards a quiet area, before pinning you against the wall. He’ll whisper in your ear about how he’s unhappy with your current situation and if you have a solution.
- Yeah, the marks all over you are definitely a label for you two now. He’s pretty carefree until he gets pushed into showing you that he can be serious too.
- It’s safe to say that Childe is less loose when it comes to you and threats to your relationship. He’ll be fairly playful when irrelevant people come around trying to flirt with you, but when there’s someone he deems an actual threat, well, man gets into harbinger mode. The lack of being able to walk straight the next day will also be a good reminder to you about his love.
Scaramouche (I love this less emo version of Feitan so much omggg)
- He’s so pissed off and annoyed at everyone. Seriously, how did he even pull you with that attitude (it’s cause he’s fucking adorable that’s why).
- Anyways, you two have been together for a while, but he doesn’t really want other people to know.
- It’s not that he’s embarrassed of you. He genuinely loves you so much. It’s for that reason, that he wants to protect you. He has a lot of enemies and thinks this is the best way to protect you.
- He’s not at all standoffish and angry when you aren’t in public though. He basically WORSHIPS the ground you walk on. So soft for you and also very overprotective.
- If you play with his hair and let him know how much you adore him then he’s just going to fall more and more in love with you.
- PLEASE IF YOU PUT HIS HAT ON HE’S CONFLICTED ABOUT EITHER TO SNATCH IT OFF YOUR HEAD OR JUST ADMIRE HOW JOYFUL YOU LOOK.
- He sucks at affection. I’m sorry, it’s just not something he really does, but the occasional head pat and neck kiss brings a smile onto your face so he tries to do it more often. He’s really stiff with hugs and is pretty worried about embarrassing himself when showing you that he loves you.
- He also doesn’t really say that he loves you. He is terrible at expressing himself and sort of just expects you to know that he loves you. Not really a problem though because you’re well aware that you’d be dead if he didn’t love you as much as he does. Also he shows his love through small gifts and softer actions that he would never show anyone else.
- He will sometimes regret not making it publicly known that you are his though.
- You either work for or are in association with Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. Which means that you spend a lot of time with Zhongli.
- Now, Scaramouche is actually pretty insecure. He knows he’s a blunt and cruel person. He’s used to getting things by force and just doesn’t view himself as a person with many redeeming qualities. Terrified that he’ll lose you (sometimes entertains the idea of keeping you in a cage but this isn’t a yandere HC oop).
- So when he sees you with others, he gets pretty upset and doubts himself a lot. He also pretends he isn’t jealous but you can see right through him and try to reassure him with soft affection. He loves you so much omg, doesn’t really curb his possessive nature though.
- Fairly manipulative with people who get close to you. If he sees some random person in Liyue flirting with you, well he’s not that upset and getting rid of them is pretty easy. Knows he’s better than commoners like that. Plus the influence of the Fatui runs far and he can make anyone that pisses him off feel his wrath. Low key might actually get rid of them if he’s in the mood.
- Can’t pull those tricks with a literal God though. When you first told him that you were working with Zhongli, pure rage, which faded into a burning jealous feeling whenever he heard your colleague's name. Definitely tries to break that bond apart.
- Starts with mentioning how it’s just unnecessary for you to work with how wealthy he is as a harbinger. Next, it’s accompanying you to work with more and more walks in the public eye, in order to get some whispers around. Before he finally begins leaving darker marks on your skin (consensually of course).
- Zhongli is kinda dense though. He just does not notice the little signs by the harbinger to assert that you belong to him already. He gets tunnel vision with how charismatic and charming you are.
- Scaramouche low key tails you at work?? Like he watches you when Zhongli is out taking you places for business reasons. He trusts your love, but is a little shaken with how insistent Zhongli is.
- Really dislikes when Zhongli takes you out for meals though. He loathes that he can’t do that with you, and it’s his fault because he wanted to keep your relationship private.
- Brings him so much happiness if he sees you pull away from Zhongli’s grasp and keep the atmosphere professional. Zhongli is a respectful man so he’ll keep physical touches to a minimum but he still uses his words and never fails to compliment you or even ask you out on a real date (which you always decline, since you’re a loyal S/O). This puts Scaramouche off, as he knows he doesn’t really tell you how attractive you are as much as you deserve.
- Ramps up his efforts to show the archon who you belong to by actually dropping in to your work. I swear you actually have a heart attack when he just appears and actually acknowledges you, an action that he established at the beginning of your relationship as something he wouldn’t do.
- He makes sure to come in when he knows Zhongli is also there. What honestly really takes you by surprise is when he pulls you to him and begins a passionate makeout session in the middle of your workspace. There’s no one really there, just you and the tall amber eyed man, who’s currently in the backroom preparing various things.
- Scaramouche is fairly clingy and is more inclined to show people that the two of you are together. Zhongli definitely gets the message when he sees your boyfriend locking his lips with yours. Scaramouche will probably pull away and if looks could kill, then the archon would definitely drop dead in the most painful manner.
- Honestly, without even dropping a beat, your boyfriend will pull you even closer and begin to leave dark hickies along your neck, jaw, and pull your top to the side slightly to leave passionate marks on your shoulders as well. Yeah, Zhongli is pretty uncomfortable with the energy created in the studio today and leaves.
- Jealous Scaramouche is pretty manipulative, but it also opens up the gate that allows him to express himself more. It’s not too healthy? but it’s really hot when he pins you against surfaces to mark you to show the world that you are his as much as he belongs to you.
a/n Hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to leave feedback. Anyways, if anyone wants to add us as friends on Genshin, just DM us and we’d be happy to share our UIDs. I kinda suck LOL but Tea is really good. Catch me struggling to farm primogems as I still try to draw Xiao (I’ve drawn Beidou 5 times, I simply cannot anymore, my only male character is fucking Kaeya 💔)
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🤎 The various sides of Lilith
🤎 Detailed Lilith in the houses series
Hi beautiful, it's Jenx here! As promised, I'm back with another post on Lilith:) We'll focus more about Black Moon Lilith (h13) this time. This should help you guys with understanding the basic of your Black Moon signs & houses as well as aspects and its transits in different points in your life🤎 Lilith has always fascinated me and I truly encourage you guys to read more into my old posts linked above before reading this:)
What is Black Moon Lilith?
To successfully connecting with one's Black Moon Lilith means that one must essentially make peace with issues regarding life, death, and rebirth.
Themes surrounding Black Moon Lilith are:
— radical, wild femininity that radiates or emanates from deep within, femininity as an emanation and not a projection that seeks to please, ruthless self-individuation, fantastically embodying the lunar/non-linear mentality, conscious and embodied power, sex as an act of divine creation, comfort in the state of ecstatic-orgasmic being, the body as a source of infinite wisdom and grace, graceful acceptance of what no longer serves us, achieving the sacred inner marriage of anima and animus/the feminine and the masculine, intuitive connection to our creative/sexual processes and their wild nature, swift identification of falsehoods in ourself and others, the ability to cut away at the falsehoods until all that remains is the essential, core, wild self – nothing more, nothing less.
Lilith In The Signs
Lilith in Aries
The Aries Lilith emerges in the great need to be respected and to feel deserving. However, a profound sense of unworthiness stands in the way of this pursuit, frequently leading advantageous possibilities to be missed. We can only obtain what we believe we earn in life, and when we believe we are undeserving, we will evade or dismiss people, jobs, or opportunities that we believe are too good for us. With Lilith in Aries, self-sabotaging is common. There may also be a need to demonstrate one's value to others, even if it occurs in the context of boasting. Aries Lilith fiercely protects oneself and opposes everything that contradicts one's ideals and principles. Aries Lilith typically evaluates how well they do or measure up to their own aspirations of success, identity, respect, and accomplishments. They may hold the view that one's success and worthiness are determined by what they have obtained or achieved. They must learn not to compare themselves to others; not to judge their accomplishment by the standards of others; and to appreciate oneself as a unique expression, therefore developing consciousness. Examine any areas where you have settled for less than you planned. Consider what you would do if you were declared worthy. Make an effort to engage with this idea. Consider how important the idea of success is in your life. Consider what you are continually attempting to achieve. When you've found the solution, consider if you truly want it. Is it worthwhile to put forth the effort? You will achieve a natural level of internal equilibrium by developing the knowledge that you do not have to be the best in every scenario. When the Black Moon is in Aries, we have a great fear of being inadequate. This place might make romantic relationships difficult since we feel intrinsically unworthy or worthy of things like a healthy relationship. We know we've found true love when we accept romantic intentions from someone who sees us as successful in some manner and admires and appreciates us.
Lilith in Taurus
The more they have with Lilith in Taurus, the more at ease they are. As a result, they believe that the more at ease they are, the safer they are. Because there is a widespread feeling of insecurity in the globe, there is a pressing need to feel safe in this circumstance. The Taurus Black Moon arises from an almost insatiable need to acquire and hoard possessions, money, or anything that makes us feel safe and secure. However, no matter how much they collect, it will never be enough since the hole they are trying to fill cannot be filled this way. It may be temporarily satiated, but the underlying anxiety will arise again shortly. Occasionally, the persistent desire to appease the fear of not having enough results in the buildup of debt, weight, or obligations — the very things you are attempting to avoid. With the Black Moon in this position, there is a strong desire to be gratified. Insecurities are strongly held, and there is a great fear of people learning about these worries. The assumption that the world is destructive must be debunked. This darkness is healed by integrating the thought that we have all we need inside us. They no longer need to gather goods to feel safe when they focus on who they truly are on the inside. One no longer need to be afraid of world events when one realize that everything is unfolding according to a divine purpose. Regardless of what happens, we all return to our Source. This is the sanctuary that the Taurus Black Moon wants. Reduce the amount of whatever it is that is filling the void. This will cause quick discomfort and leave you with a lot of free time. It's critical to let go, to grow at ease with quiet. When you feel compelled to take on more, spend more, or devour more, go sit alone or slow down in some way. You will nourish your internal thoughts and require less from the physical realm if you practice remaining motionless when you are most uncomfortable. We have a basic fear of not having enough of anything that makes us feel comfortable while the Black Moon is in Taurus. We recognize real love when we are with someone who makes us feel safe and comfortable. We run the risk of a superficial partnership if we overemphasize financial stability as a source of comfort.
Lilith in Gemini
Those born under Gemini Lilith have a crippling fear of rejection. They are people pleasers, which causes them to wonder what they genuinely appreciate and dislike. This shadow manifests itself as a drive to make decisions or act in accordance with what others approve of. Pursuing a life that others want for them is harmful to one's soul since it hinders them from expressing their unique qualities. When activity is dependent on or driven by another, the actual self is suppressed. It would be a major error not to look into who they truly are. It's also dangerous to "over-do" for others in the hopes that people would like them, which may lead to burnout. With the Black Moon in Gemini, it is vital to confront the craving for acceptance from others. Every one of us has something unique to give the world. What matters is not whether people approve of us, but if we approve of ourselves. W e must grant our own permission. When you can intentionally put yourself out there to be rejected while knowing that the consequence will not harm your spirit, you will have reclaimed the power that has been locked in the dark side. When the shadow is healed, rejection no longer exists since inner recognition has been accomplished, resulting in a richness of talent available. When making decisions and allocating time and resources, consider who you are doing it for. The answer should always be "for myself - for my highest and best, which helps everyone's highest and best." This does not imply that you should disregard others; rather, it implies that you factor yourself into the equation. Healing this shadow necessitates careful control of your time, energy, and money, as well as how you use them. It will be clear when your energy is being diverted and whose acceptance you are seeking. You will incorporate and regulate yourself in relation to others by practicing making little judgement calls on your own desires. We have a deep fear of rejection with the Black Moon in Gemini. True love is when we are with someone who embraces us for who we are — the good, the terrible, and the ugly. Geminis are noted for their inherent need for companionship. We must learn to distinguish between someone who only flatters us and someone who genuinely likes and accepts who we are as individuals.
Lilith in Cancer
The Black Moon in Cancer brings a persistent sense of inability to care for oneself. This darkness shows as a desire to control events in order to become dependent on others. In this manner, they are reassured that they are not alone. This mistaken perception of support devastates relationships by making others feel burdened or overwhelmed. People often feel undervalued for the things they do for others while the Black Moon is in Cancer. Personal growth is stifled by a persistent sense of not being supported, because personal needs are satisfied by others rather than by oneself. It is necessary to confront one's reliance on others for assistance. We must sustain ourselves by not surrendering ourselves. This means taking care of and attending to our own needs. Action in support of self-sufficiency is required. Actions performed for the benefit of others should be unconditional. When the notion of togetherness is incorporated, the concept of abandoning becomes irrelevant, and connections spontaneously adjust to absolute balance. Begin doing things for yourself that you would like people to do for you. When you need something that you typically would ask someone else to acquire for you, go ahead and get it yourself. Begin with minor tasks and progress to larger ones. Make a decision that you would not have made on your own. You can balance the shadow that relies too heavily on others by practice doing more for yourself. We have a deep fear of being abandoned when the Black Moon is in Cancer. When we believe our spouse is supportive of us, we have found real love. True love is someone who does what they say they will do, since we value dependability and responsibility the most. Because this location is prone to dependence concerns in partnerships, we must be careful not to be excessively demanding of our partner.
Lilith in Leo
The ego is challenged by Lilith in Leo. It shows up as egocentrism and intolerance. One is usually accused of being egotistical while in this position. This is because whatever strengthens their standing in life automatically attracts their attention. Any counter-arguments are promptly discarded. Dread of losing face or status develops from the fear of change. Exhaustion might result from rigid attempts to retain the old order, structure, or attitude. The Black Moon in Leo must address the need for segmentation and classification. There is no hierarchy in reality, and everything is interconnected. Change is unavoidable in life, and it presents opportunity for advancement. We all have roles that we alternate between; the idea is to be able to take on positions and situations in which we both lead and follow, so that nothing stays the same. Contribute to people who are in need. The Black Moon in Leo has a strong motivating quality. When you're confronted with new circumstances, think about how you can strengthen someone else who is engaged. What can you do to increase their sense of worth? Consider how you can give someone else a piece of yourself. When you're around other people, try to notice something special about them at the time and then softly remark on it. With the Black Moon in Leo, we have a fundamental fear of change and are preoccupied with order or status. When we are with someone who prioritizes us, we know we are in love. Simple actions that need some of our partner's time (such as picking up our dry laundry) are regarded as acts of love. We must be careful not to develop a pattern of prioritizing our own demands over those of our partners. We dislike on-again, off-again partnerships because we like to believe that our relationships are stable.
Lilith in Virgo
The Virgo Lilith searches for flaws before conceptualizing them. Constant dissatisfaction, particularly with oneself, is a sign of this darkness. When Lilith is in this position, many people find it difficult to feel good about themselves for extended periods of time. A generalized sense of "not good enough" sneaks back in all too soon to sustain internal strife. The Black Moon in Virgo constantly puts one's capabilities to the test, hence they want to have a very active schedule in order to demonstrate their abilities. They put in a lot of effort but frequently fail to see things for what they actually are because they are constantly under pressure to show to themselves and others that they are not flawed. The urge to find fault must be confronted while the Lilith is in Virgo. When we acknowledge that nothing is absolute and that there is no absolute good or evil, we gain a healthier frame of mind. Every level of ability has something to offer. Healing this darkness necessitates realizing that defects are an illusion. The key point to remember is that when we have Virgo Lilith, we perceive our sense of alienation from Spirit as our fault. Everyone experiences spiritual separation, but Virgo Lilith makes it personal. This is the core reason of their feelings of inadequacy. To mend the darkness, we must recognize that this sensation is, to some extent, an outcome of the human experiences. We have a strong fear of failing with the Black Moon in Virgo. True love is when we are with someone who appreciates our abilities and exhibits faith in us. We are born with a sense of nervousness about relationships, and we may even assume that genuine love is impossible to find. Even if we are in love, our fear of failure makes it difficult for us to commit to a relationship. Breakups and divorces are very difficult for us.
Lilith in Libra
Lilith in Scorpio
To save, aid, rescue, or win, Scorpio Lilith will go to great lengths. This shadow's favorite gift was earned after a difficult and long process. The Scorpio Lilith emerges as a deep hole of sadness with frantic attempts to escape. One cling to or adhere to anything that helps them stop feeling like they are falling apart in life. In order to avoid growing sentiments of loss, daily life is commonly perceived as a war to win. Even informal contacts are sometimes appraised based on what was gained or lost during the transaction. The energy of the Black Moon in Scorpio is quite strong, and it can generate a lot of worry. They are particularly drawn to persons who are in need of help or who are being oppressed. The desire to battle is highlighted by the Black Moon in Scorpio. Because there is no such thing as death, simply shift into a new form, nothing is ever truly gone. There's no need to go to extremes only to prove that we can win or to keep things from coming to an end. The transformation from a view of loss to a viewpoint of love is facilitated by practicing the arts of appreciation and surrender. Material possessions fade away, but love lasts a lifetime. Become used to losing. It is critical to let go of everything to which you are too connected. Start with the tiniest thing and work your way up to being able to walk away from situations that can't be saved. We have a deep dread of loss with the Black Moon in Scorpio. We recognize real love when we are with someone who makes us feel “alive.” We frequently associate real love with either rescuing or being saved. We have a tendency to stay in unsatisfying relationships in order to avoid dealing with loss. We choose partners that we have "won over" or who we regard as a "prize." As a result, we run the risk of objectifying our relationships. The death of a lover is sad for everyone, but it is especially tough for us.
Lilith in Sagittarius
Sagittarius Lilith has a complicated connection with the notion of justice. There is a strong desire to find the supreme truth in everything, which leads to a never-ending series of questions. More significantly, one need to think that others are telling us the truth, as they do not trust all that is told to them. Relationships may become stressful if one partners feel compelled to show that they are telling the truth all of the time. Deceit themes frequently appear in their life, possibly as a victim of deception. This shadow is characterized by ongoing doubts about not only our purpose in life, but the meaning of existence itself. Stagnant feelings are not tolerated. The need to continue looking must be met with the Black Moon in Sagittarius. You have to believe at some time. All truth-seeking ultimately leads back to the fact that All is One. What does it mean? Whatever we select to be significant is significant. When we recognize that everyone of us has our own perception of reality, we may let go of the drive to identify a single supreme truth. Assume responsibility for the creation of purpose in your life. Assessing what is genuinely significant leads to the discovery of meaning. What is significant to you? You will have constructed the truth according to you – once you have the answers to this query. We have a crippling feas of nothingness with the Black Moon in Sagittarius. When we can interact with someone on a deep level, we know we've found real love. We value friendships with profound thinkers and truth seekers. We place the highest emphasis on honesty and have difficulty rebuilding confidence with a partner who has lied to us.
Lilith in Capricorn
The Capricorn Black Moon emerges as a desire to exert control over the path of events. They have a propensity to be demanding when this shadow is dominant.They can go to great lengths to get people's attention. They have strong opinions about how things should be, and others frequently cave to their willpower.Th ey frequently refuse to give up until someone – anybody – recognizes what they have to contribute or agrees with ones viewpoint. With them, a little amount of recognition goes a long way, but a little amount of neglect goes even further, and Black Moon in Capricorn has a long memory. Interpersonal connections, on the other hand, weaken when they force another's free will to conform to theirs. As a consequence, relationships grow stagnant, and the wonderful spark of life is killed. They are diligent workers, but they also have high expectations of others. With the Black Moon in Capricorn, it's important to think about what you're trying to manage. They must also give themselves the credit they deserve. When they are able to do so, there is no need to force others to obey their preferences because we already have all we require. Examine the areas where one must have their say. Keep a close eye on yourself. Are you instructing someone how to do something, when to do it, or what to do? Allow people to do things in their own unique way. We have a significant fear of not being noticed with the Black Moon in Capricorn. True love is when someone pays attention to our likes, dislikes, hobbies, opinions, and so on. We value good listeners. We also value partners that appreciate our efforts to make others happy. We must guard against concerns of control and the belief that our way is always the right way.
Lilith in Aquarius
Lilith in Aquarius is commonly connected with feelings of solitude. They are typically fully aware of their enormous personal power and are afraid of it. Their powers and skills may be near-miraculous, giving them a great sense of superiority. They have powerful faculties and a vast variety of talents that they might use to benefit or harm others. Few can match their influence, and the urge to control others may become an endless fight. It is way too simple to emotionally and intellectually dominate them. Because they are prone to pushing their boundaries, ethical concerns may arise. In situations where they feel powerless, they want to isolate themselves. The propensity to dominate others must be confronted with this position. There is no need for anybody to dominate another when we know that we are all interconnected. Everyone has capabilities and limitations that alter and fluctuate throughout time. The additional power that comes with us may be redirected back into the collective of mankind in the form of amazing ideas and inventions that benefit the entire. To keep this electricity from exploding, a route or outlet is required. When the emphasis turns to power sharing, everyone benefits. Examine whether you are abusing your authority by ignoring or criticizing others. Do you, however unintentionally, enjoy the benefits of others? We have a deep dread of helplessness with the Black Moon in Aquarius. True love is found with someone who believes we are strong, powerful, disciplined, or skilled in some manner. We must be aware that we are prone to power struggles in relationships, which can lead to significant difficulties.
Lilith in Pisces
The Pisces Black Moon is sensitive. They are concerned that if others find out, they'll use it against them. People and events are often judged primarily on the possibility of being injured. It may be tough for them to be really vulnerable and personal with others. It is frequently difficult to trust individuals, and they put people to the test until they feel safe. This shadow can manifest blatantly ,in the form of clear emotional boundaries, but it can also exist discreetly by appearing on the surface to be very open, but upon closer inspection having definite commitment issues. On the other hand, one might make commitments before they have established trust. They risk being betrayed or disappointed if they place our faith in someone too soon. A hazy sense of safety is maintained in this manner since a deeper sense of connection is never reached. With the Black Moon in Pisces, the experience of being disconnected from faith is severe, and the great desire to not be present in the moment can result in considerable dependencies, substance addiction, or fleeing one own troubles by focusing on others. With the Black Moon in Pisces, the desire to build a protective wall must be addressed. The fact is that life may be difficult, and people may injure us whether they mean to or not. We must learn to trust the individuals we know we can rely on. We have a tendency to restrict ourselves, yet this is a crime against our selves because we are naturally closest to divine light and have much to give with others. When we believe that we are strong enough to bear any insult, our shadow is cured. Consider who you are most physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally receptive to. It is critical to examine your degree of trust in the people around you and honestly analyze if your trust is well-placed. Balancing the shadow of trust is as much about not putting your faith in individuals you know you shouldn't as it is about letting others see who you truly are. We have a tremendous fear of vulnerability with the Black Moon in Pisces. We recognize real love when we are with someone in whom we have complete confidence. Infidelity by a spouse is very difficult to overcome, as is a spouse who "changes colors" once committed. We frequently have problems determining who is right for us and can comfortably ignore evident warning signals throughout the dating period.
Lilith In The Houses
Lilith in the first
The most challenging challenges for this placement are inextricably tied to how we feel about ourselves. The shadow side influences how we spend our energy, what motivates us, and our overall feeling of well-being. Personal appearance, or how we look to others, is a key issue for many people. If the shadow has a strong hold on us, our conduct will reflect it. The Black Moon is now in a highly personal position, and our shadow issues will have a significant impact on our lives. The gift of Lilith is the vast amount of personal energy we have at our disposal. This type of energy has the potential to produce incredible healers as well as incredibly creative people.
Lilith in the second
The greatest difficulties of this placement are inextricably linked to our sense of security. We appear to be tormented by financial concerns. The dark side blurs the distinctions between emotional and material/financial requirements, and partnership views might be influenced by security concerns. Our value systems are embedded with the shadow side, which might appear to be at war with our actions at times. This Lilith's gift is the kind, comfortable feeling we provide others, which leads to numerous significant, long-lasting interpersonal ties. People find us not just charming but also disarming, and they like spending time with us.
Lilith in the third
The most difficult aspects of this are intimately linked to self-expression. The shadow side is characterized by inflexible attitudes and strong ideas, which can bring us a great deal of harm. There are moments when we are completely unsure of the path we want to pursue in life. Early childhood has a greater impact on us than later life. In the most persistent manner, the outgrowths of infancy thread their way into later life. Sibling conflicts can last well into adulthood. Our uncanny, rigorous capabilities of observation and communication are our gift. These abilities can be used in a variety of ways. In addition, our ability to accurately perceive events provides us a distinct edge in life.
Lilith in the fourth
Our struggles are linked to our foundation and sense of belonging. The shadow has an over-identification with home, and a great deal of effort is put into establishing a sense of belonging. Relationships with parents (particularly the mother) are typically strained as a result of this placement, especially if our parents did not offer a stable environment. There is a proclivity for being trapped in the past and/or incapable of forgiving and forgetting. Our talent is the capacity to not only be aware of, but also to accommodate, the needs of others. We will do everything it takes to make someone happy if we genuinely trust them, making us excellent partners.
Lilith in the fifth
The true capacity to genuinely appreciate life is one of our's biggest obstacles. This shadow is steeped in the pursuit of pleasure, yet struggles to find it. To feel stimulated, we are prone to taking chances. This placement reveals issues with the father. If Saturn is predominant, the father may have been absent or inattentive. This shadow side may also be focused on children, either desiring children but not being able to have them or failing to properly care for one's children. Resilience is one of our gifts. We seldom stay down for long, no matter how dissatisfied we are. We have exceptional problem-solving and leadership skills. We are adaptable to change and may shift direction in the middle of a stride.
Lilith in the sixth
Our biggest shadow challenges are related to our health and employment. Coworker conflict might arise from time to time, particularly when it comes to judgments of our job performance. Our level of self-discipline is entrenched with the dark side. It's possible that we'll be accused of being unorganized. There's also a propensity to go between ignoring our bodies and focusing too much on them, which can lead to health difficulties. Our gift is a clear understanding of how everything is connected. We frequently keep a database of information that others find useful.
Lilith in the seventh
Partnerships and dedication are at the heart of our problems. This shadow side is driven by a strong desire to find mutually satisfying connections, which are frequently difficult to find. Furthermore, others find methods to exploit us, sometimes to the point of treachery. Life can be unjust to us at times, and others would certainly agree. There may be concerns of dependency or neediness in the middle of all of this. Our talent is the capacity to see and create beauty in the tiniest of details. We are naturally geared toward balance, so we can readily spot what is out of whack and then work to correct the problem. This is an extremely useful talent that may be used to a variety of situations.
Lilith in the eighth
Death, inheritance, investments, and sex are among our greatest problems. For the Black Moon, this is one of the most challenging house placements. The shadow side is rooted in loss; in fact, we may believe that our lives are nothing but a series of losses. Anxiety may be evident if the Black Moon is in the eighth house. Our vast depth of empathy and capacity to look beyond the surface is the gift of the shadow. We rapidly figure out what people's genuine motives are. Those with whom we are connected gain much from our wisdom and insight.
Lilith in the ninth
The shadow's most difficult issues are connected to our life philosophy, religion, spirituality, higher education, the law, and the society at large. This shadow is preoccupied with moral questions. We have strong opinions, which frequently lead to disagreements with others. We have a propensity to feel cut off from others and ourselves. We may even feel obliged to cut ourselves off from the rest of the world. Our talent is a sharp brain that we may use to a wide range of subjects. Our knowledge spans a vast range of topics, allowing us to relate to a wide range of individuals if we so want.
Lilith in the tenth
Ambition, authority, social position, and responsibility are all issues that we face. Traditions and family responsibilities are very important to us. This shadow is rooted in a sense of responsibility and lofty goals, and we keep a careful eye on our development in the world in comparison to others. We have high standards and expectations, which might lead to conflict with others if we expect too much from them. Our ability to persist is a gift. We are dedicated workers who always do more than our fair share of the job. When we make a promise, we do everything we can to maintain it.
Lilith in the eleventh
Our difficulties are linked to our aspirations, ambitions, and desires. The shadow is concerned with our place in humanity's unity. We may find ourselves being accused of being selfish or self-centered as a result of "self vs others" issues. We have a hard time dealing with change. The capacity to bring people together is one of our gifts. We have an inherent ability to form connections. We're also fascinating individuals to be around and real pioneers.
Lilith in the twelfth
Unconscious motives, addictions, institutions, and rivals are among our greatest problems. Anything that is hidden is associated with the darkness. The Black Moon is veiled by its sheer nature, making this spot difficult to comprehend. Most people are frequently unaware of an aspect of ourselves. Others may not realize how much emotional pain we are going through until they get to know us. Our ability to empathize with others is our talent. We appear to be able to effortlessly offer to others what we may be unable to offer to ourselves. We are sophisticated individuals capable of handling difficult jobs and materials with ease.
Lilith & Conjunction/ Opposition
Black Moon Conjunct North Node: One will have a lot of trouble figuring out their life path until they realize the Black Moon's primary fear. The teachings of the South Node must be assimilated before we can activate the North Node, according to most astrologers, and this is especially true when the Black Moon conjuncts or opposes the North Node. These characteristics also point to a significant proclivity for self-sabotage. We begin to reconnect with our destiny as we begin to repair our shadow side. Black Moon Conjunct South Node: Significant previous life concerns have returned this lifetime to be handled. This aspect shows that the fundamental dread of the shadow has become a prominent personality trait, impeding our progress. When the Black Moon and the South Node are conjunct or oppose, it's more difficult to perceive our collapse in life and the concerns that our Black Moon brings up. These patterns are strongly ingrained, and deciphering them requires greater work. We are free to go on in a healthy way when we begin to repair our shadow side and remedy prior life cycles of conduct.
Black Moon Conjunct/Oppose Sun: With these aspects, a shadow is cast over our capacity to express ourselves and achieve our potential. We may feel a continuous lack of personal energy or chronic sadness, as well as health issues, especially if the placement is in the sixth house. We may feel as if we are stuck in a never-ending loop of starts and stops, finding it impossible to go forward in life. The most challenging aspect of the Black Moon is the natal conjunction of the Black Moon and the Sun, which might signal a heightened risk of self harm, especially when the transiting Black Moon returns to this position. We have powerful sentiments of liberty and regeneration when we begin to overcome our dark side, almost as if we are a new person.
Black Moon Conjunct/Oppose Moon:While it may seems obvious that a natal conjunction or opposition between the Moon and the Black Moon would aid to balance the personal shadow, this is not the case. This symptom implies a problem with recognizing and expressing emotions. Our emotional nature is heightened, and our capacity to cope with feelings is harmed. This feature produces a level of turbulence that makes interpersonal connections difficult. We have a stronger reaction to primary fear than others, which might lead to phobias. We may want further assistance in learning how to properly regulate our emotional life as we begin to repair our shadow side.We may want further assistance in learning how to properly regulate our emotional state as we begin to rehabilitate our dark side. However, if we have the capabilities we need to deal with our emotions, we can have healthy, happy relationships.
Black Moon Conjuncts or Opposes Mercury: We have difficulty recognizing the causal consequences of our acts, which may be detrimental to our professions and relationships. We may also believe that no one understands us or that we will never be able to convey our objectives, ideas, or feelings properly. We have a hard time accepting responsibility for our actions or defining what part we play in circumstances since we are frequently misunderstood. Judgment errors are prevalent. We notice a distinct ease and enhanced clarity about life when we begin to mend our dark side.
Black Moon Conjunct/Oppose Venus: The sole aspect that genuinely moderates the Black Moon is the natal conjunction of the Black Moon and Venus. The natal conjunction of the Black Moon and Venus represents the reunion of the personality's dual essence. In relation to the proximity of the conjunction, light and dark are equalized. Our interpersonal interactions are more balanced, and the principal fear is typically not a big obstacle in our lives. The Black Moon's natal opposition to Venus is a different story. This element is frequently plagued by relationship issues. We generally have a series of major connections through our lifetime because of this positioning. Finding companions is not a problem for us; sustaining relationships is. We have a hard time balancing ourselves in relation to others when it comes to this element. Because we may believe our needs are not being addressed by our spouse, we are more likely to get involved in love triangles. Financial pressures in one's life might also be a sign. Satisfying relationships and stable financial conditions emerge when we begin to repair our shadow side.
Black Moon Mars Conjunct/Opposite: This indicates that we may have difficulty managing our emotions or suppressing anger. Rather than suppressing these inclinations, the Black Moon amplifies them. This component makes it difficult to control our emotions, making us unpredictable. We may have to deal with impulsivity. We learn to consider before we act as we begin to repair the shadow side, making life simpler for ourselves and everyone else. With this component, tempers rarely calm fully, but we do learn to control our reactions.
Black Moon Conjunct/Opposite Jupiter : This placement enables our dark side to take control of our personality. Jupiter aggravates the principal dread of the natal Black Moon. The Black Moon in conjunction or opposition to Jupiter signifies the abundance one is prepared to accept, and the Black Moon is an obstacle to this. The shadow might cast a huge shadow over us, restricting our options. This feature might also reflect a traumatic childhood. As we start to heal the dark side, a pathway opens up for new possibilities to emerge.
Black Moon Conjunct/Opposite Saturn: This makes it tough to organise our life in the way we want. We struggle to maintain the self-discipline required to attain our objectives. We are frequently aware of this deficiency and work diligently to correct it. We appear to be our own greatest adversaries, constantly berating ourselves for imagined failings. We usually feel as if everything is coming apart around us. Our shadow fades away faster than the shadows of other planets as we begin to repair the shadow side. This, I suppose, is owing to the fact that we've already descended so far that any reprieve feels like a huge relief.
Black Moon Conjunct/Oppose Neptune: The conjunction or opposition of Lilith and Neptune causes generalized doubt regarding the truth of our lives. We don't feel like we have a place here. It is all too easy for us to become lost in our own worlds, cut off from the rest of the world. We are prone to frustration in life and may find it difficult to put our ideas or goals into action. There's also a greater chance of self-deception. Neptune is ethereal by nature, and when combined with the Black Moon, determining how the shadow side impacts us may be difficult. We may channel powerful energy towards establishing a life after the shadow side and major fear have been discovered and understood.
Black Moon Conjunct/Opposite Pluto: When the Black Moon conjuncts or opposes Pluto, we appear to be cut off from a general sense of brightness. In essence, our serious natures are the product of the Underworld's dual impact. We seemed to be carrying the entire globe on our shoulders. Our generation's mission is profoundly implanted in our psyches, and our life decisions are guided by this mission's goals. We are very conscious of our obligations. We may integrate a much-needed sense of calm into our lives once the basic dread of the shadow is identified.
Black Moon Conjunct/Oppose Ascendant/Descendant: This means we embody the archetypal energy of the Black Moon . Our lives are cyclical, with times of tremendous devastation and rebirth. During our lifespan, we go through a tremendous amount of change. However, it is not easier for us. We may appreciate the fact that we live exciting lives if we can identify that this is our life pattern and learn to flow with the changes.Black Moon Conjunct/Oppose Imum Coeli /Medium Coeli: This presents us with unique problems. To reach our objectives and realize our full potential, we must put in more effort. We may need more time to figure out our job trajectories as chronic late bloomers. We mature at a slightly slower pace than others. The effort expended in periods of stagnation may be transferred into forward momentum when we begin to repair our shadow side.
Transit Lilith in The Houses
Transit Lilith in the first
Our idea of ourselves is being re-created when the Black Moon transits the 1st house. Our identity and emotions of self-worth are placed in doubt, forcing us to reconsider who we are and how we may realign our lives to reflect that.
Transit Lilith in the second
Our value system is being re-established when the Black Moon transits the 2nd house. Our financial status, as well as our sentiments about personal security, comfort, and looks, are all placed in doubt. It is possible to lose money or personal belongings. Reconnecting with the basic joys of life requires a re-evaluation of what is actually valuable.
Transit Lilith in the third
Our attitude and view on life are being re-created when the Black Moon transits the 3rd house. The way we connect with others is concealed. We become more conscious of our own position in respect to others. There is a lot of uncertainty regarding one's life path. Rethinking how we communicate ourselves allows us to broaden our life experience.
Transit Lilith in the fourth
The framework of our life's foundation is being re-evaluated when the Black Moon transits the 4th house. If we consider our homes to be the cornerstone of our life, here is where we will find rejuvenation. Some people consider their professional lives to be their foundation; this is the area that will be altered. A shadow is cast over the past during this transit, requiring us to either let go of it or adjust our feelings about it. We'll re-examine who or what genuinely supports us in order to strengthen our base and soar to new heights.
Transit Lilith in the fifth
Our thoughts about what it means to enjoy life are being re-evaluated when the Black Moon transits the 5th house. A cloud is laid over our capacity to laugh, create, and love, prompting us to reconsider what genuinely offers us joy. As the Black Moon transits this house, problems with children may arise.
Transit Lilith in the sixth
Our health, well-being, and professional life are being re-created when the Black Moon transits the 6th house. A darkness falls over the body, prompting us to reconsider how well we care for ourselves. Workplace dissatisfaction frequently leads to interpersonal conflicts with coworkers or a desire to change careers. Our physical bodies and how we use our personal energies are both revitalized during this passage.
Transit Lilith in the seventh
Our partnerships are being re-created when the Black Moon transits the 7th house. Connections are represented in a negative light, prompting us to reconsider the nature of those relationships and the degree of commitment involved. We become acutely aware of what is missing from relationships and what is most essential to others during this trip. Separations, break-ups, and divorces are possible during this transit; nevertheless, it is typical for a person to have a swift rebound, which frequently leads to a more rewarding and permanent relationship.
Transit Lilith in the eighth
We are taken on a voyage to the Underworld as the Black Moon transits the 8th house, leading to re-creation on the lowest depths. We are frequently put to the test in terms of faith, perseverance, power, and appropriateness. Sexual dysfunction, as well as a newfound sensation of connection, might develop. If other astrological aspects are in play, we may lose something we care about. Winning and losing are intensely felt, forcing these ideals to be re-evaluated.
Transit Lilith in the ninth
Our spirituality is being re-created when the Black Moon transits the 9th house. Our link with our Higher Self is shrouded in mystery. There is frequently a sense of alienation from anything substantial, prompting us to reconsider our life goals and beliefs. In most cases, a "leap of faith" is necessary in some aspect of life.
Transit Lilith in the tenth
The respect and appreciation that people offer us is being looked into when the Black Moon transits the 10th house. Our capacity to take personal responsibility for our life is harmed, and we feel helpless in the face of situations beyond our control. As a result, we frequently increase our personal efforts or our attempt to control others in order to compensate. It will backfire if we try to dominate others. Only personal efforts will help to ease this transition; in fact, they will cause others to completely re-imagine what we have to offer.
Transit Lilith in the eleventh
When the Black Moon transits the 11th house, our objectives, hopes, and desires are prominent. Our social life and the roles we perform in groups are mysterious. Dramatic changes occur in one's life during this transit, forcing a re-evaluation of one's aims and the people with whom one associates. During our journey, we recognize that something needs to change. Frequently, a new life dream emerges.
Transit Lilith in the twelfth
Anything that prevents us from realizing our complete capacity or achieving what we came into this world to experience is erased when the Black Moon transits the 12th house. The Black Moon "cleans up" the place. This transit necessitates a high level of faith in the concept that a Higher Power is in charge of one's life. The Black Moon invites us to surrender to what is happening and let go of our urge to alter things during this transit. During the Black Moon's transit in the 12th house, people have very little control over their life since she creates conditions that lead us to where we need to be. When the Black Moon crosses the Ascendant and re-enters the sky, she takes command and prepares us for rebirth. Because it impacts whatever hasn't been handled in our life, the transit of the Black Moon through the 12th house is highly unexpected. It is the Black Moon's final opportunity to have a face-to-face contact with the shadow side in order to facilitate consciousness progression. During this transit, we must determine how our natal Black Moon's primary fear manifests in our lives, revealing what is genuinely keeping us back.
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telling their s/o they’re being too clingy
w/ kenma, osamu, and suna!
series masterlist here!
(a/n: ok so i got a couple requests for a second part of this prompt but i didn’t wanna post them separately so i compiled them here!!
there were different character requests so i’ll definitely keep that in mind for future reference :)) for this prompt, i wrote all of them in the timeskip if anyone needed clarification💞 anyways thank you guys so much for requesting; i hope you like it!
this is not my best work; i wrote this when i was really tired :( but i’ll try to make it up to y’all later hehe)
your boyfriend is pretty lazy himself honestly
he doesn’t like to go out and do stuff all that much
but at the same time he is pretty busy at home
most of the time he’s just gaming
even though he does most of his work at home, you don’t get to spend that much time with him
but today kenma was in an even worse mood than usual
he was irritated, tired, and felt like he was going out of his mind all day
but you hadn’t seen him at all today, so you’re not aware of this
you walk into his work room with some food (he hadn’t eaten all day) and sneak into his lap, pressed against him tightly, as you usually do
you talk about your day, rambling about random things and combing your hands through his hair, untangling the knots
you ask him if he has any laundry for you to clean, and he doesn’t respond
you poke at him
“kenma? babe? were you paying attention to—”
“fuck, y/n, can’t you just leave me alone for a day? i’m in a bad mood already, and i don’t need you smothering me. you always do this, y/n. i don’t need you to take care of me; i can do everything by myself.”
you hadn’t realized how annoyed your clinginess was
so you disentangle yourself, muttering an apology under your breath, and leave, closing the door behind you
the next day, kenma wakes up feeling a lot better than he did yesterday, despite having fallen asleep at his gaming desk.
for once, he’s actually hungry, since he refused your dinner last night. he feels a little bad about what he said to you, but you probably know that he didn’t mean it. sometimes he gets in these moods, and you know them better than anyone.
he gets up and goes to the kitchen to see what you’ve made for the both of you. surprisingly, you’re not in there, like you would usually be, and there’s no delicious aroma or evidence of use at all. maybe they left it in the fridge? he thinks. but the refrigerator is empty, too.
now that he thinks about it, the apartment is a little more out of shape than usual. some of his clothes lay wrinkled on chairs and his mangas are scattered where he left them, instead of in his work room where you always put them. strange, he thinks.
he sees you on the couch and brightens. he’s missed you, and he wants to ask you if you’d like to do something together today. it’s been so long since he’s been able to just be with you.
but when he approaches you, you just smile at him and get up, retreating into your room and closing the door. he stands there, confused.
he doesn’t understand why you’re acting so strange today.
but on your end..
his words from yesterday stung. you really loved to care for your boyfriend; it was one of your favorite ways to show him you loved him. but he didn’t see it that way, because he expressed that he felt smothered; that he could take care of himself. so you’ve decided to back off a little bit.
kenma is working in his room when he hears the door open. he sits, up, setting down his controller and waiting for you to settle on his lap like usual and cuddle him for a little while he plays. but instead, you creep in warily, like you don’t know if you’re allowed to be there. you see his eyes on you and freeze before slipping back out like you were never in there to begin with.
you’re already gone though, and now kenma’s actually concerned. he gets up and ventures out into the bedroom, where you’re huddled up on the bed. he sits down next to you and attempts to pull you in, which you refuse.
“baby, what’s wrong?” he whispers. “why are you being so distant today?”
there’s tears in your eyes, and you’re attempting to smile for him, but it just looks wobbly and wrong.
“isn’t that what you wanted?” you ask shakily. “y-you said i was smothering you, so i just thought—”
he cuts you off with a kiss, pulling you in sweetly and firmly, and you sigh.
“i’m sorry for lashing out at you last night,” he apologizes. “i didn’t mean anything i said to you, okay?”
you look up at him with teary eyes.
“i love the way you do things for me and tell me about your day and cuddle with me. i know i’m absolute shit at expressing it, but i really like it when you take care of me.”
he nuzzles your nose with his, pressing short and sweet kisses on your lips between sentences.
“so what you’re saying is.. cuddles?” you ask, hopeful. he stares at you, golden eyes half-lidded contentedly.
“whatever you want.”
you love everything about your relationship with miya osamu
the dates, the food (oh my GOD the food), the everything
but more than anything, you LOVE cuddling with him
he’s always warm and soft and snuggly
but yesterday, you and osamu got in a fight
you argued that he was spending so much time managing the restaurant that he was forgetting about you
he thought you were being absolutely ridiculous
“y/n, you’re overreacting. stop being over dramatic.”
“over dramatic? is that what this is? okay, sorry for wanting to have a moment alone with my fucking boyfriend!”
“it’s not my fault that you’re so fucking clingy?! don’t put this on ME. always forcing your dumb affection on me when it’s CLEAR that i don’t want you to!”
even after the both of you apologized and called it quits, you thought about it all night
maybe he was right
you went to bed and drifted into a fitful sleep
today is osamu’s day off, and he’s looking forward to having a day to relax with you.
after the fight the two of you had, he’s just happy to have the whole day to make up and spend some time together.
when he wakes up with you next to him, he nudges at you affectionately. you’re already half awake, and you smile back at him. he waits for you to take the cue and snuggle into his side like usual, so that the two of you can continue resting together, but you turn around on your side. he frowns.
later in the day, you’re watching a movie, and he tugs at your sweatshirt, hoping you’ll settle into his lap and give him some kisses. instead, you sit next to him, a little bit of space between you, and don’t look at him again.
then, the both of you are making dinner, and he comes up behind you, to which you dodge him skillfully. he almost whines; desperate for some affection. you’re not giving him anything today, and he’s getting touch-starved.
“baby, is something wrong?” you ask at his frown.
he shakes his head and continues chopping vegetables.
the two of you have gotten ready for bed and are laying under the covers when he crawls over to you and lays his arm over your torso. you push him off gently, only for him to put it on you again. you sigh.
“why won’t you let me cuddle you today?”
honestly, you want nothing more than for him to cuddle you all day, holding you in his arms. but clearly it’s annoying, and you’d like to avoid fights like the one you had last night at all costs.
“last night.. you mentioned that i force my affection on you. and i realized that you were right. and i’m just working on it, okay?” you look away.
osamu’s heart sinks. you’re still on this? he thought he’d made it clear that he truly didn’t mean anything he said during the fight, but he realizes that insecurities don’t just go away.
“baby..” he whispers, pulling you into his lap. you won’t look at him. “look at me.” you shake your head, so he brings your chin up with his hand.
“you don’t ‘force’ your affection on me, okay? i love how affectionate you are with me. i like that you can feel safe in my arms and that you like being close to me all the time. it’s the way you express your love for me, and i think it’s perfect.”
tears well up in your eyes, so you bury your face in his chest to hide it.
“i love you so much, ‘samu,” you whisper, sniffling.
he smiles softly down at you, and pulls you in even closer, flush against him.
“and i love you.”
suna is a very lowkey, chill person
this applies to basically everything in his life
but when he gets angry it’s very easy for him to lash out
yesterday, suna had a terrible day
he was just getting irritated by everyone and while he wanted to come home and rest, he didn’t want to deal with your questions
but you didn’t know about how his day went, so you asked him questions anyway, hoping to find out how he was feeling and if he needed anything
but his annoyance was growing, and you weren’t picking up on it
you laid a hand on his arm, and that’s when he finally lost it
he shoved your hand away, irritated
“can’t you just leave me alone? i don’t want to talk to you right now, and you being clingy isn’t helping.”
you reeled back, stung, but decided you’d leave him alone
you slept on the couch, afraid to upset him even more
suna wakes up to the sun filtering through the blinds, and slides a hand over to your side of the bed, expecting to find you lying next to him, but comes up empty. he frowns, missing your warmth.
he gets up and moves to the living room, finding you lying on the couch. he nudges you gently to wake you up.
“good morning, baby,” he whispers against your lips, and you don’t even smile at that, just grabbing your blanket and relocating to the bedroom. he’s confused by your mood, and follows you back into the bedroom.
“you wanna cuddle?” he offers, slipping into the bed next to you, only for you to hmph petulantly, rolling over on your side, away from him.
that’s weird, suna thinks. y/n almost never refuses my cuddles.
you do wake up later, seeing rintarou in the kitchen, and take out a snack from the pantry, ignoring his own offers to make you food.
it’s not that you’re mad at him, because you’re really not, but you’re still a little hurt at how he treated you last night. you know he was just having a bad day, but now you don’t want to receive his affection, scared to come off as annoying again.
“baby, are you mad at me?” he asks when the two of you are in bed. you shake your head, eyes still glued to your book.
rintarou tries again to cuddle you, but you push him away again. he sighs, unsure why you’re acting this way. he takes your book and closes it, inciting a reaction from you.
“hey, you didn’t even bookmark—”
you stop short at seeing his gaze locked on you and shrink back.
“then why aren’t you being affectionate with me?”
you sigh, not wanting to get into this now.
you do anyway.
“you called me annoying, rin. excuse me for not wanting to be affectionate when apparently that behavior is irritating,” you mumble.
suna stops short. annoying? how could you have ever been— oh.
suna had completely forgotten about last night. he never apologized for lashing out at you.
ignoring your protests, rintarou pulls you into his chest and noses at your hair.
“‘m sorry,” he mutters into your hair, breathing you in and basking in your warmth. you still, and he pulls you close. “i’m sorry for calling you those things, okay? please don’t stop being affectionate with me; i miss it,” he admits, and you finally look up at him.
“i’m not annoying?” you ask, voice tiny.
“no, baby. i love your cuddles and your kisses and how adorable you are when you’re sleepy. i just love you.”
you’re speechless at his honesty, so you just nuzzle at his collarbone and breathe his scent in instead.
“you know, you acted like a child today,” he teases.
“shut up and cuddle me.”
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— they walk in on their crush changing
includes: bakugou, kirishima, todoroki, midoriya, and tamaki
warnings: kinda suggestive?? swearing
a/n: i saw multiple tiktoks about this and wanted to write something about it sooo yeah. some of them are a bit longer than others because i got carried away oops. hope you guys like it !!
( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to @orbital-audio )
listen, i feel like bakugou would act like he doesn’t care at all
but he’s definitely blushing and can’t look at you straight in the eye
he just wanted to let you know that since kaminari and mina forced him to help them study, you could come too
so he made his way to your dorm room while looking at his phone
and he doesn’t even knock so you’re quite startled
although you don’t blame him because he’s always hanging out in your room and vice versa
“hey we’re gonna have a study session later tonight, in case you wanna come” his eyes are glued to his phone as he talks, but you still feel embarrassed that he’s in the same room as you while you’re changing
after a few seconds go by with no response from you, he finally looks up from the device
“i’m talking to you-” the breath gets knocked out of him when he sees you’re in the middle of trying on different outfits
and apparently you were about to try a new one because you’re just in your freaking underwear
bakugou may be a lot of things, but he is not a pervert
so he’s quick to turn around to face the door, his eyes tightly shut even tho he can’t see anything as it is since you’re behind him
“you dumbass, don’t you know how to lock a fucking door?! is not that hard for fuck’s sake”
you almost want to laugh at the blonde’s state
you’ve never seen him like this before so you might as well tease him about it
“didn't your parents teach you it's impolite to enter a room without knocking first?”
oh he can hear the smirk on your face and he wants nothing more than to go up to you and wipe it off himself
but he knows you’re still in your underwear
and while it’s true he’s a gentleman, he’s also a man
seeing his crush in her underwear will most definitely get a reaction out of him
he curls his hands into fists by his side, jaw clenching because he knows you’re probably enjoying this
“just shut up and get dressed”
“is my room, i can stay like this if i want”
“put. something. on”
his tone annoys you
who the hell is he to tell you what to do?
“and what if i don’t want to?”
you’re just buffing of course, you’ve already put on one of bakugou’s shirt that you stole from him a week ago
his patience is running out
and he’s mad at himself because fuck, why does he have to like you so much?
if it was any other girl he couldn’t have cared less and would’ve just walked out
but it’s you, his crush
you’re so different from everyone else and it makes his blood boil because feelings are stupid and he should be focusing on becoming the number one hero, not some silly high school crush
“okay i'm dressed”
a sigh of relief escapes his lips as he turns around, but it doesn’t take long before his eyes are wide open as he takes in your figure
you’re wearing his shirt
it ends just above your mid thigh and it falls around your figure loosely, obviously too big for you
bakugou can feel butterflies in his stomach at the sight
why are you so pretty?
“what was that you were saying when you walked in?”
you’re so calm and collected, walking around with only his shirt on
normally he hates when people wear his clothes, but it looks so good on you he can’t even bring himself to be annoyed
“we’re having a study session tonight,” his voice is low and he fixes his gaze on the wall behind you. “and you can come too, if you want to that is”
“wait that’s a great idea, i’ve been falling behind on english recently”
he nods and you frown at his actions
sure bakugou can be quiet, when he’s not mad, but he looks rather…shy?
you smirk once again, knowing what this is all about
“don’t tell me the bakugou katsuki has never seen a girl naked before?”
“the fuck are you talking about?”
“well is either that or you like me because why else would you be so red right now?”
he groans when you say that
anyways he uhhh got tired of you not getting all the hints he’s been dropping and just straight up corners you against the wall
your heart is about to burst out of your chest at the close proximity and the feeling only intensifies when he smirks
he leans down, lips merely inches away from your own
“seeing as you’re not pushing me away right now, i say you like me too, dumbass”
well he’s not wrong soooo
you end up kissing after that✨
( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )
oh boy, this poor baby
he would be the type to apologize around 100 times and even when you told him it was fine and that you didn’t care, he would still feel guilty
ok so what happened was you were getting ready for your date with kirishima
because yes, he finally asked you out and you couldn’t be happier with life at the moment
and he wanted to know how much longer you were gonna take since he was already done
but you wouldn’t answer his texts
spoiler alert: you were just showering but he was too impatient and also he just wanted to see you again hehe he’s so cute
he makes his way to your room and knocks on the door
it’s more of like a warning because he doesn’t even wait for a response, he just barges in
you had gotten out of the shower like 3 minutes ago and were in the process of drying your hair in the middle of the room, your back facing kirishima
“hey y/n how much longer do you think- shit!”
his voice scares you, but you don’t move because you know it’ll be worse if you do
so you stay frozen in your place
kirishima notices the droplets of water falling from your hair and down your spine before slowly falling down the curves of your-
he flushes completely, his face now matching his dyed hair perfectly, and he turns around with both of his hands covering his eyes
“i’m so so so sorry! that was so unmanly of me. i should’ve just waited until you texted me, but i missed you and wanted to see you so i came over and didn’t wait for an answer and then i saw you and oh god you’re naked and-”
he shuts up when he hears your soft voice calling his name
after that he just stays quiet, trying to calm the erratic beating of his heart and not let his imagination run wild
you should be the one that’s flustered because your best friend and crush just saw your bare ass
but if anything, kirishima’s the one who feels like he’s about to faint from seeing so much skin
he thinks it’s really unmanly of him to see you naked without your consent so he’s on the brink of an existential crisis
meanwhile, as kirishima rethinks all of his life choices, you finish drying your hair and continue to put on your outfit, knowing kirishima wouldn’t turn around any time soon
he’s still facing away from you even when you’ve finished dressing up
you giggle, thinking about how cute he is before tapping his shoulder
“you can look now, kiri”
even with your permission, he’s still hesitant about his movements
he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything so that’s why he genuinely doesn’t know what to do
kirishima turns around slowly, eyes now focused on the floor
“i’m really sorry about that, y/n. i didn’t mean to i swear and i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable but-”
“kiri, i’m not mad at you”
“of course not, i know it was an accident”
well thank god because he wouldn’t forgive himself if he made you upset
“besides, you were eventually gonna see me naked”
it was a joke
supposed to be
but kirishima whips his head your way and his eyes almost pop out of their sockets
a part of him is shy sure, but the other part wants to run laps after hearing you say that
“well yeah but that’s different…” he scratches the back of his neck nervously and your heart swells for the boy in front of you
he really is so sweet
he just wants you to be completely comfortable around him
how could you not be in love with him?
“how about we forget this ever happened, i finish getting ready, and then we go on our date? hm?”
he nods eagerly after hearing you say that, if you’re happy then he’s absolutely content
you smile at him before standing up on your tip toes and leaving a chaste kiss against his cheek
of course he blushes again
he’ll never get tired of your cuteness
or you in general
but this time he’s more confident when he pulls you to his chest in a tight hug
“the view was really nice by the way”
“what? i'm just saying you should be proud”
“you’re so stupid”
“stupidly in love with you that is”
he’s got a dumb smile on his face after he says that
and it only widens when you take his hand in yours to sit him down on your bed
yup, he’s head over heels for you
( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )
out of the five of them, he’d DEFINITELY be the most chill about it
sure, he’d still feel embarrassed and what not
but he wouldn’t make such a big deal about it
simply because he doesn’t want to make things awkward between you two
so he decides it’s best if he just keeps acting like he normally would
you texted him to come over so you could watch some movies together
and he had some homework to do but it’s not like he was gonna pass up on the opportunity of spending quality time with you
unlike the other first years,
todoroki actually knocks and waits for your response
because he has manners, period.
“come on in!”
you said it was okay to come in
so why the hell are you in the middle of changing shirts?????
he wastes no time in closing his eyes
refusing to keep looking at you when you probably don’t even know he’s watching
“what are you doing?”
“i’m changing, isn’t it obvious?” your chuckle makes his cheeks heat up
was this amusing to you?
because he was seconds away from having a heart attack
however he doesn’t show it
instead, he just continues to keep his eyes closed while trying to think about literally anything else except your bare skin
key word: trying
because he can’t seem to get the image of your clothed breasts out of his mind and he thinks he’s about to go insane
he also scolds himself because a gentleman shouldnt do that
but you don’t seem to care at all and that confuses him so much (???
“why do you have your eyes closed?”
“are you done changing”
when he opens his eyes again you’re sitting down on your bed, laptop placed in front of you as you scroll down on netflix
now fully dressed
he lets out a sigh of relief before clearing his throat and sitting down next to you
and he thinks he’s being slick and smooth
but he’s not
he’s actually almost completely stiff
and when you subconsciously brush your knee against his, he flinches
you frown at his reaction
“are you okay?”
“yeah, why do you ask?”
“because you’re acting weird”
the banter goes on for a while until you finally figure it out
the way his eyes occasionally look down on your chest only to quickly look away with a blush on his cheeks it's what gives him away
“wait, are you embarrassed just because you saw my boobs?”
cue todoroki wanting to get the hell out of your room
“i’m not embarrassed”
“your blush says otherwise, todoroki”
he doesn’t know what to say afterwards so he just sits there with a pout on his pretty lips and his eyebrows furrowed
he’s so shy and cute🥺
“if you want to, you can take your shirt off so we’ll be tied”
your tone is teasing as you continue to scroll on your computer, not really giving much thought to what you said
except you forgot todoroki takes everything quite literally
the grin falls from your lips as soon as you see todoroki, indeed, taking off his shirt
“w-what are you doing?!”
“you said we need to be tied”
“todoroki, that was a joke!”
the roles have been reversed because now you're the one who’s all flustered and looking away from him
he blinks once, then twice before smiling at you
“now who’s being shy?”
“i- shut up and watch the movie”
( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )
he would die
not literally duh
but he’d want to disappear right then and there
you know that one scene where hatsume is pressed up against him and he blushes a shit ton and is just like “b-b-boobs”?
well yeah he’s like that
except he can barely talk because of how embarrassed he is
he’d also, like kirishima, apologize a lot
he literally just feels like he committed a crime
and you’re like “midoriya, it’s not that deep”
but he’s just upset with himself
you had told him earlier that you needed some help with your homework
and since he’s such a wonderful friend, he didn’t hesitate to tell you that he’d be more than happy to help
so now he’s happily walking to your room because he loves study dates with you
even tho they’re not dates at all
he loves them
especially whenever you get a question right and you just look up at him with big puppy eyes, waiting for him to praise you
and he does
because you deserve it
you work so hard and he admires you for that
ok BAcK to the point,,,
(i’m sorry i just love this man so much, he makes me so soft)
here’s the deal
midoriya knocks on your door right?
but you don’t hear it because you’re blasting music on your speaker while singing your heart out
so he lets himself in
tho he wants to run back out when he sees your naked back is facing him
you’re changing; that’s the first thing he notices
the second thing he notices is that you’re standing in front of a mirror
and you’re not wearing a bra
he yelps before turning around and you jump because you hadn’t noticed him
“izuku? what are you-”
“i’m so sorry y/n! i didn’t mean to invade your privacy like this a-and i didn’t know you were changing and so i opened the door and then i saw you and oh god you’re not wearing a shirt which isn’t bad you know, i m-mean i'm not saying you look bad because ha believe me you don’t but-”
“oh my god dude, would you relax?”
you laugh as you finish putting on your hoodie
he frowns, you’re laughing? in a situation like this?! are you okay???
“again, i’m sorry and it’s okay if you want me to go because it’s weird and i don’t want you to feel uncomfortable because of me so-”
“ok izuku, first of all stop talking,” he quickly shuts his mouth, still facing the closed door so you don’t see his tomato-like cheeks. “second, turn around,” you place your hands on his shoulders to make him look at you and he tenses at the touch, but turns around anyways
you offer him a kind smile, the one that makes him fall harder for you everyday and that’s enough to ease his nerves a bit
“third, quit freaking out. it’s not like i’m gonna kill you or anything”
“b-but how are you so...calm?”
“uhh because i don’t really care?”
he doesn’t know why, but his heart hurts a little after hearing you say that
is not like he expects you to actually reciprocate his feelings but,,
he didn’t have an effect on you whatsoever? not even a little bit?
“and besides, it’s you so i don’t mind”
“what do you mean?”
you shrug, smirking at the green haired boy, “well you like me, right?”
he almost stops breathing
maybe he did for a few seconds
he looks at you, a mix of emotions flashing through his expression
is he relieved? is he scared? is he happy?
he doesn’t k n o w
neverthless, he nods shyly, looking away from your captivating gaze
“and i like you so it’s okay”
midoriya.exe has stopped working
someone PLEASE calm this boy down
he’s about to explode from feeling so much happiness
“of course” you smile at him one last time, before interlacing your fingers with his and sitting down on the rug next to your bed so you can study
or maybe you got a little carried away and ended up cuddling all evening while eating ramen
but that’s besides the point
( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )
sweet little baby
he faints :D
no but seriously
are we surprised?
nope, not at all
he can’t look at you for more than 5 seconds without getting nervous as it is,
but after he saw you half naked?!
yeah no, that’s too much for tamaki
his body shuts down because he cannot handle it
nejire told him to go check up on you because you seemed off at school
which tamaki also noticed because he’s very observant with people (especially you) but he preferred to not say anything
of course his first response to nejire is straight up: no
he’s too shy
and he’s scared because what if you get mad at him? or tell him to go away?
he thinks it’s better to give you your space and if you want to talk to him, then he’s more than ready to listen
but nejire wouldn’t shut up about it
then mirio butted in too and they were just whining a lot and he got tired of hearing them talk
now here he is, standing in front of your room with a shaky hand hovering against the wooden door
much like todoroki, he knocks and patiently waits for a response
which he receives quickly
“who is it?”
“ahh tama, let yourself in!”
he blushes at the nickname and finally opens the door
he’s about to go sit on your desk chair or something
but then he sees you
you’re only in your underwear, struggling to put on a hoodie
and then you jump to try and get it on
and that makes it worse because you’re wearing a b r a
long story short,
he falls to the floor :D
the big ‘thud’ startles you and even more so when you see tamaki’s unconscious body on the floor
“shit, tama are you okay?”
it takes him a good 5 minutes to open his eyes again
he feels a cold towel pressed up against his forehead and he frowns at the feeling
when he turns his head around, he notices that he’s laying down on your bed
but you're nowhere to be seen
“thank god you’re awake”
your voice comes from behind him and that’s when he realizes he’s not only laying down on your bed, but also on your lap
“you really worried me!”
cue him blushing like there’s no tomorrow and stuttering
“s-sorry. i was just s-surprised to see you c-changing and i’m sorry i didn’t tell you i was coming b-beforehand”
you shake your head, “that’s okay tama, i’m not mad at you”
he just nods because he’s afraid he’ll say something dumb if he talks
you brush your fingers through his indigo hair and he swears he can feel himself falling more in love with you in that precise moment
you smile down at him
“what did you come here for anyway? not that i mind, but you know”
“nejire told me y-you seemed down today s-so i came to check up on you”
butterflies flutter in your stomach at his sweet words
“aww you’re so sweet, but i’m okay. i was just feeling sad”
he sits up to look at you better and he doesn’t miss the way you pout when his hair is no longer in between your fingers
which makes his heart speed up
“are you okay?”
his question is so genuine and he seems so concerned, it makes you want to keep him in your pocket forever
“i am now”
he smiles at your response, happy that you feel better
“now come here, i wanna play with your hair”
and who is he to deny such request?
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