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daddynattt · 1 year

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Missing Date

Summary: Asking Natasha her opinion on lingerie sets for your date with Kate might not have been the best idea.

Pairings: Dark!Pervert!Natasha Romanoff x Reader Kate Bishop x Reader

Warnings: Nat being a pervert, Nat has a penis, Daddy Kink, Masturbation, Hidden Camera, Panty Sniffing, Voyeurism, Possessive/Jealous Nat, A gun, Talk of murder.

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“So, I bought some new pieces from Victoria Secret that I need an opinion on, could you help me please?” You completely miss the look Natasha gives you as those words leave your mouth, her gaze on your body possessive and hungry as thoughts of you wearing sexy lingerie for somebody else swarms around in her mind. You and Natasha have been friends for a couple of years now, the two of you living on the same floor of your apartment complex. You spend every waking moment together as she is the closest friend you have in this city after recently moving here a couple years ago.

“Are they for someone in particular?” Her icy tone goes completely over your head, and you grab the first set you want to try on and show her. An all black lace set that instantly caught your eye.

“Actually, yes, I have a date tomorrow night” Walking into the bathroom, you put on the first set, checking yourself out in the mirror first before turning around and showing Natasha.

“What do you think?” She checks you out as you do a little spin, letting out a sigh before answering.

“You look amazing, but who is this person you’re going out with?” Your shy shrug causes her to lick her lips, and her eyes can’t seem to look away from your body as you are completely oblivious to her intentions. You go back into the bathroom, putting on a pretty pink set next, modeling the attire for her.

“Just someone from work” Natasha rolls her eyes, a smirk making its way onto her face as she watches you walk out in the pink set. She has never seen anyone look as breathtakingly beautiful as you. She wants to take you right then and there and ruin you for anybody else.

“How about this one?” ‘Pink is definitely your color’ she watches you model the set for her, her eyes glued to your breasts, then making their way down to your ass. She craves you so badly that she would do anything to see your naked body and make you hers.

“What’s their name? Have I met them?” you can’t help but to let out a little giggle, her curiosity endearing as you’re wondering why she cares so much about this.

“Natty, why so many questions? It’s just a date. No need to get all protective on me” The smirk on her face catches you off guard, the meaning behind it is lost on you, and you’re wondering what’s going on in her mind.

“I asked for a name sweetheart” her tone is low, dangerous and causes a shiver to run down your spine.

“Her name is Kate, we have a reservation at that new restaurant that just opened downtown” Natasha lets out a hum, her demeanor calm and collected as she gives you an innocent smile.

“Go with the pink one Detka, it looks the best on you and Kate will for sure love it” you miss the dangerous glint in her eyes, giving her a wide smile and wrapping your arms around her shoulder in a hug. You feel her hands wrapping themselves around your waist, yelping when you feel her grab your asscheek and squeezing it in her hand, causing you to hit her chest with a gasp, her raspy laugh hitting your ears.

“Hey! Don’t be such a perv. These goodies are off limit” Natasha raises her eyebrows, watching you retreat back into the bathroom to take off the lingerie and get dressed. Looking at your phone, you notice it’s almost time for you to leave for work and Kate is due to pick you up shortly as you read her text.

“Look, I gotta head to my shift now, Kate is actually on her way and we’re going to head over together. You’re welcome to stay here if you’d like and we can have our marathon when I get home”

As you leave, Natasha watches through your window as you reach Kate’s car, Kate making her way around to give you a hug. She gets a good look at what Kate looks like, her mind wandering to all the possible things she wishes to do and how she wishes to do them. Grabbing the camera from inside her pocket, she places it on your dresser facing towards your bed, hidden in between some pictures and setting it up, looking at her phone to make sure it’s set up properly, and doing the same in your bathroom and shower.

Natasha grabs the pink lingerie set that you plan on wearing, sitting on the edge of your bed and taking out her semi-hard cock, the thoughts of what she plans to do turning her on. She strokes her cock, using her pre-cum to get her dick wet, wrapping your new panties around it as she strokes herself with them, thoughts of your dripping pussy wrapped tightly around her.

She throws her head back as these dirty thoughts run through her mind, she imagines your mouth and pussy milking her dry and dumping her of all her cum as she uses your body for her own pleasure. She strokes her cock faster, her release so close as she imagines cumming inside you, painting your walls white and breeding you until you’re full and round, making you completely hers so nobody else can have you. She grunts and moans, white spurts of her cum shooting all over your new pink set, letting her orgasm wash over her and spreading her cum around to get it all over. She hopes you are too excited to notice, putting them on with her cum dried up on them.

Placing the panty back where it was, she looks towards your laundry basket and grabs a used pair of yours that’s for wash, sniffing them and inhaling your smell. ‘God, nobody will ever compare to you’ her obsession towards you is borderline animalistic, wanting nothing but to hurt you and have you crying underneath her as she rams her cock deep inside you, turning you into her brainless little toy.

She sends you a text saying something came up and she wouldn’t be able to come over for the movie marathon, leaving your apartment and making her way back over to hers. She’s got other plans tonight.

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Natasha lays in bed in boxers and a sports bra, watching the camera on her screen as she awaits for you to get home. She’s been eager to see your face ever since you parted ways this morning, but has been waiting to see your exposed body even more. As time goes by, she sees the door opening to the bedroom, your frame appearing in her vision. ‘Oh how i’ve missed you my little bunny’

She watches as you enter the bathroom, getting naked and hopping into the shower, her eyes trailing over every inch of your body. She palms her bulge, stroking herself over her boxers as she stares at your breasts and cunt, the view making her dick twitch in her boxers. She builds herself up as you shower, watching as you enter the bedroom naked to let yourself air dry, plopping onto your bed, waiting to see and hear what you do next.

“God, today was stressful, I need to get fucking laid” you take both your nipples in between your fingers, pinching and pulling on the stiff bud to get yourself going. You moan as you pinch and squeeze them, trailing one hand down your body and running your fingers through your slick folds.

Natasha watches as you start rubbing slow circles on your clit, sliding her boxers off and stroking her cock in her hand, the sight of you spread out naked on your bed and wet from your shower making her throb in her hand. She strokes her cock up and down, lubing herself with her pre-cum, the view of you on her screen and your soft moans sending delicious chills through her body. She wants to walk over to your apartment and pound you into your mattress till you pass out.

You slide two fingers inside you, fucking yourself with your fingers and pinching your nipple with your other hand, your bottom lip caught between your teeth as you fuck yourself slowly. “Nat…” you whimper out softly, your fingers moving inside you at a quicker pace at the thought of her in between your legs.

Natasha’s hand stops, her heart beating as she hears her name come out of your mouth. ‘Did she just moan my name?’ She continues stroking her cock, the thought of you moaning her name making her grow bigger and harder if even possible. She watches you fuck yourself with your fingers, she can hear how wet you are causing her to tilt her head back and letting out a deep moan, the thought of her cock replacing your fingers bringer her closer to the edge. She grabs your panties she stole from your laundry basket, sniffing them as she strokes her raging hard on.

“Oh baby, I can’t wait to deal with Kate and make you mine. Dumb little baby thinking you’re going on a date with that little whore. You belong to daddy” Your moans become louder as you fuck yourself faster, adding a third finger and moving them in and out at a relentless pace. “Fuck, just like that, such a dirty little whore fucking herself and thinking of me instead. Cum with daddy baby girl” she takes a deep inhale sniffing your panties, making her eyes roll to the back of your head.

As if hearing her words, you cum hard on your fingers with a cry of her name, Natasha doing the same at hearing her name being moaned from your mouth as she cums all over her abs and chest, white spurts of cum shooting all over her, her orgasm intense as she watches you on the screen in front of her.

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Driving into the parking lot of the apartment complex, Natasha parks beside Kate’s car as she waits for her to exit the building. Getting out of her car, she leans herself on the front of it, waiting for Kate to make her appearance. Moments later, she notices Kate walking towards her, and as she reaches the door, she takes out her gun, pointing it into Kate’s back as she whispers in her ear. “Don’t make a sound or I will shoot you. Nod if you understand”

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tongue-like-a-razor · 2 years

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Faking It | Part V

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x F!Reader

And thus continues my ode to all the tropes that ever troped XD Wanna hear something funny? I have this story saved in my one-shots folder. Like, what was I thinking??

Anyway, thank you so much for following this meandering tale. I still can't believe the epic support and love you guys have given me and this story <3 I appreciate you more than you know!

Summary: Fake dating your friend, Bradley Bradshaw - what could possibly go wrong? Your sister is getting married and you need a date. You enlist Bradley's help and the rest is history.

CW: swearing, some angst (y'all knew it was coming)

Start from the beginning: Part I

You open your eyes the following morning to find Bradley’s arm draped over your body, his fingers wrapped around your hand near your chest. You hold your breath, lest you wake him before you can fully appreciate the moment. You close your eyes for a minute, imagining that all of it is real.

Before the minute is up, however, Bradley begins to stir. You decide to keep your eyes closed, curious as to how he will react upon waking in an embrace with you. You feel his body shift behind you, his head lifting slowly off the pillow. He doesn’t withdraw his arm just yet and you can feel his breath warming the tip of your ear as he rests his head briefly over yours. His fingers tighten around your hand for a split second before he releases it and drags his arm away, his hand lightly skimming the exposed skin under the hem of your shirt as he rolls onto his back. Meanwhile, you nearly convulse at the absolute upheaval of your entire nervous system as your body grapples with the chaos ignited by his fleeting touch.

You turn around slowly to see him covering his face with his hands and your heart sinks. He’s clearly mortified and possibly regretting the entire endeavor. He must know that you like him. He must see right through you. And then it hits you. You were drunk last night. Had you done something that might have given you away? Other than convincing him to share a bed with you and cuddle you to sleep? You think you might be sick.

You sit straight up, wincing at the pounding in your head, and slip out of the bed without so much as uttering a good morning to the man who’s been spooning you all night. You rush into the bathroom, hurriedly locking the door behind you, as if Bradley might try to barge in. You start running cold water over your face, trying desperately to remember every single thing that happened the previous night.

Bradley had seemed fed up with Steven, but that was likely for show. Bradley had helped remove your shoes, but that was likely because you would’ve otherwise ended up with your face in the sand. Similarly, carrying you when you had expressed some ridiculous phobia of crocodiles? That was likely an attempt to get you home before you did something stupid. You cringe, looking up at your grimace in the mirror.

When you step out of the bathroom, Bradley is already dressed. He looks over at you with an apprehensive expression. “You up for some breakfast?” he asks.

“Uh, I’m actually going to head over to my sister’s chalet,” you say quickly, gathering your things. “All the bridesmaids are getting ready there.”

“You should eat something,” he says.

Your eyes meet his across the room. “I’m sure they’re going to have a platter of sandwiches or something.”

Bradley looks like he might have something else to add but ultimately seems to reconsider. “I guess I’ll see you later,” he says.

You give him a tight smile. “That’s the plan,” you respond, heading for the door.

…

You spend the morning in a daze. Your sister is getting married and you can hardly think of anything other than Bradley Bradshaw. Once or twice, this realization infuriates you, but then you blissfully revert to daydreaming about his captivating grin and his expressive eyes and his beautifully sculpted shoulders.

By the time the ceremony rolls around, you’re frighteningly untethered from reality, and you desperately try to focus on the task at hand. You take a deep breath, grounding yourself before taking the final step off the stone staircase onto the perfectly manicured lawn, clutching your bridesmaid’s bouquet to your chest. You haven’t seen Bradley since that morning and your nerves are shot with the anticipation of what the day might have in store. Your thoughts that morning may have all revolved around Bradley’s shoulders but, if you’re going to make it through the rest of the weekend, you’ll have to feign indifference toward him, romantically speaking – while pretending that he is the love of your life. It can’t be as complicated as it sounds. You take several more breaths, concentrating all your efforts on your walk toward the altar without letting your heels sink into the soft ground.

Your eyes scan the chairs briefly but you see no sign of Bradley’s wavy, brown hair. You take your place next to the other bridesmaids, turning to the collection of lawn chairs in front of the flowered trellis. You’re still searching for Bradley in the crowd when the flower girl skips up the aisle sprinkling handfuls of rose petals over the freshly cut turf. When you can’t locate him, you start to worry that perhaps he’s changed his mind about attending. The thought upsets you because the least he could have done was talk to you beforehand so that his absence wouldn’t catch you off guard.

You’re still annoyed when your gaze lands on a particularly handsome face that’s smirking up at you from the assembled guests. You stare at him for a moment, shocked that you didn’t recognize him sooner. He’s wearing a light-colored suit and his hair is slightly more gelled than usual but, other than that, he’s the same old Bradley. Except, you’ve never seen him in formal attire before. And he looks good.

You give him a smile, playing the part of the enamored girlfriend despite the turmoil in your gut at having left things unsettled that morning. You look away from him so as not to give him an opportunity to perceive the discomfort on your face. In doing so, however, your eyes settle on Steven instead. He grins at you broadly, wiggling his eyebrows. You feel sick to your stomach and promptly look away just as your sister makes her way down the aisle in her blindingly white gown. Behind her slender form, you notice that Bradley is glaring at Steven.

You smile inwardly at Bradley’s transparent animosity toward him. Your ex-boyfriend certainly deserves it but, what’s more, it’s a pleasant feeling having Bradley in your corner against enemy number one.

When the ceremony comes to an end and all the guests rise as the wedding party heads back up the aisle, Bradley gives you a slight nod as you walk by which sends a fluttering sensation throughout your insides. You quicken your pace, racing after the happy couple as if you plan to outrun them, completely forgetting about the grass versus heels situation. Your left foot sinks into the ground and you nearly lose a shoe as you stumble forward.

Just as you’re about to fall face first into the greenest grass you’ve ever seen, Bradley hops out of his row and grabs your arm, sliding his hand around your waist to steady you. It all happens so quickly that you’re still visibly shaken as you straighten your back.

“You okay?” he asks, his face hovering far too close to yours as he leans forward to look at you.

“I think so,” you breathe. “Good catch,” you add.

He smirks with one side of his mouth. “You are too, babe,” he replies.

You stare at him for a moment, trying to decipher how much of the current scenario is an act, and you decide that Bradley Bradshaw has missed his chance at a seriously successful career in acting.

“Shall we?” he asks, holding his arm out for you. “I hear it’s cocktail hour.”

You try to calm your overwrought nerves and glance up at him with a guarded smile. After all, you need to convince your mother – and Steven – that you’re in a happy relationship, and you can’t do that by avoiding poor Bradley’s gaze all evening. It’s not his fault he’s hot as fuck. “Let’s do this,” you say, sliding your arm through his as the rest of the guests begin to make their way toward the patio where the servers are already walking around with platters brimming with ridiculously small, and unnervingly unrecognizable, food.

…

“You look good,” Bradley says casually as he reaches to take a miniscule quiche off a circulating platter.

You swallow a large chunk of stuffed mushroom, praying you don’t choke on it before you could respond. “You’re not so bad yourself, Bradshaw.”

He grins, popping the quiche into his mouth.

You meet his gaze and nearly lose yourself in his eyes when you feel a violent tug on your dress. You look down to see your niece smiling up at you. She continues pulling on your dress even though she’s already captured your attention and you have to pry her little hands off the chiffon skirt before the material disintegrates in her iron grip. “Aly, Aly, what’s up?” you ask hurriedly.

“Is this the pilot?” she asks with a sly smile on her face as she turns to look up at Bradley.

Bradley grins at the little girl. “Hey, how’d you know?” he exclaims.

Aly giggles. “I guessed,” she admits.

“Good guess,” Bradley says, winking at her.

“How big is your airplane?” Aly asks excitedly.

Bradley lifts his eyes to look at you as you bite into your bottom lip to keep from laughing.

“Size doesn’t really matter, little girl,” Bradley says.

A small chuckle escapes your mouth despite your efforts to contain it and Bradley shoots you a pointed look.

“What matters,” Bradley continues, “is how you use it.”

“Use it?” Aly looks at him with furrowed brows.

“Fly it!” Bradley corrects himself. “How you fly it.”

You put a hand to your mouth, trying to hold in your laughter.

“In any case,” Bradley says. “My plane is quite large as far as planes go.”

You squeeze your eyes shut and turn away, because looking at Bradley will certainly compromise your poker face.

“What’s so funny, auntie?” Aly yanks on your dress again.

You turn to look at her with tears in your eyes from the strain of withholding your laughter.

“Yeah, auntie,” Bradley chimes in. “What’s so funny?”

“I am not laughing,” you say with a giant smile.

Bradley chuckles, shaking his head. “Get your mind out of the gutter, auntie,” he says, and the rough quality of his deep voice makes the statement sound ridiculously sexy, nudging your mind in precisely the opposite direction.

“Yeah, auntie,” Aly agrees. “Get your mind out of the udder.”

At that, you burst out laughing. Grabbing Bradley’s shoulder – the very one you’d been fantasizing about for the better part of the day – you try to steady yourself while attempting to stifle your own amusement. Bradley chuckles while his hand slides around you and rubs your arm absently as you try to breathe through your hysterics.

Aly squeezes in between the two of you, peeking up at you with a grimace. “You’re really happy today, auntie,” she says.

Bradley’s hand stops stroking your arm and his embrace briefly tightens around you.

“Well,” you say, wiping your eyes and straightening your back. “It is my sister’s wedding day. Happiest day of my life.”

Aly eyes you skeptically while Bradley’s hand falls back to his side as you slowly move away.

Bradley looks down at the girl. “You ever heard of the Super-Hornet, Aly?” he asks.

Aly glances up at him with wide eyes and shakes her head.

“Tell you what,” he says, crouching down so that his face is level with hers. “You tell your auntie that she’s going to have to let you borrow me for a dance so that I can tell you all about it.”

You chuckle lightly as Aly glances up at you with a couple of round, excited eyes. “I suppose I can lend him for one dance,” you say.

The girl runs off cheerfully and Bradley rises, his eyes settling on yours as a smile spreads on his face. “Look at you being so generous,” he says.

You shrug. “What kind of person would I be if I refused to share with a child?”

He laughs, his eyes still holding your gaze as he licks his lips. “So,” he says after a moment. “You left in a hurry this morning.”

Your giddy mood instantly deflates and, as you contend with a sudden and rather debilitating panic attack that derails your plans for an uneventful evening, the space between the two of you becomes fraught with tension. “I was running late,” you say dismissively, turning away from him to try and locate another server distributing appetizers.

“I saw your sister at breakfast,” he says.

You shoot him a horrified look. “Oh no!” you exclaim. “Was she wondering why we weren’t together?”

“Probably,” he says. “But that wasn’t really my point.”

“Fuck,” you groan. “She’s going to tell my mom. And my mom’s already on my case. And” –

“Why’d you lie?” he asks.

You glance up at him. “I didn’t lie. I had no idea my sister would still be having breakfast.”

“Your sister said you weren’t supposed to show up till noon.”

You narrow your eyes at him. “Why are you interrogating my sister?” you ask crossly.

Bradley watches you levelly. “My bad,” he says after a short period of silence. “I thought we could be adults about this.” He pushes off the banister and heads across the terrace toward the bar.

You let out a frustrated sigh and shake your head. Of course, Bradley would choose the most crucial event of the entire weekend to pick a fight with you. You stomp off in the opposite direction, grabbing a flute of champagne from one of the trays as you go.

…

“Trouble in paradise?”

You look up from your drink to see Steven eyeing Bradley, who is standing on his own at the stone barrier separating the terrace and the grassy slope that slants toward the lake below. He’s looking out at the water with an impassive expression on his face. “Not now, Steven,” you say tiredly.

Steven leans into the high-top table you’re standing at. “I think now is the perfect time, baby,” he says.

You roll your eyes. “Please don’t call me that.”

“Look,” Steven says, sliding closer to you along the curve of the table. “It’s clear to me that this Bradley guy – that he’s just a rebound…”

Steven continues talking but you’ve stopped listening. You’re watching Bradley finally turn around and look at you. Even from a distance, you can see the subtle shift in his features when he notices whom you’re conversing with. Bradley sets his jaw and starts towards you.

“…but I’m here now,” you hear Steven’s voice frighteningly close to your ear and you flinch, backing away.

Steven is giving you a smirk that he probably thinks is irresistible and perhaps, once upon a time, it had been for you. You’re about to tell him off when Bradley walks around the table from behind, forcing his way in between you and Steven. “I’m getting tired of finding you near my girlfriend,” he says, the antagonism palpable in his tone.

Steven appears annoyed that his advances have been cut short. “We were just having a chat,” he replies.

Bradley gives his head a slight shake. “Plenty of other people here to chat with,” he says tersely.

Steven lets out a scathing laugh and glances at you. “Y/N, since when do you let your boyfriends decide who you get to talk to?”

You’re about to bite back when Bradley takes a step toward Steven, lowering his face so that he could stare him down at close proximity. “I’ll tell you what,” he says in a low voice. “I see you bothering her again, and you and I? We’re going to have a chat. And, believe me, you’re not going to like what I have to say.”

Steven takes a step back uncomfortably, glancing between you and Bradley with a begrudging expression. “I’ll see you later, Y/N,” he calls to you before turning and walking away.

Bradley shakes his head at him heatedly before turning to face you. You don’t meet his gaze, still upset with him for losing his temper and stalking off earlier, leaving you to navigate cocktail hour on your own.

Bradley doesn’t say anything either, so the two of you just stand in silence, refusing to look at one another.

Then, Bradley says, “Your mother’s on her way over.”

“Great,” you grumble, letting out an irritated sigh. You look up at Bradley with a sour expression. “Can you just pretend to be happy to be here?” you say, although the acidity in your voice is a far cry from the pleading and begging you’d done only a couple of days ago. You realize that you’re taking him and the favor he’s doing you for granted, but you’re far too mad to apologize for it now.

Bradley gives you a stony look and shifts his jaw. “Can you?” he asks flatly.

You bring a hand to your face and close your eyes, trying to reset your emotions. But it’s too late; your mother’s condescending tone makes you bristle. “You two seem to be enjoying the party,” she says with a hint of irony.

You glance up at Bradley worriedly to find that he’s already watching you. You wish you’d never asked him to come. There is no way the two of you could convince your extremely attentive mother that you are in love when you can barely stand to look at one another. At the same time, it’s not like you can come clean about the whole thing now; you’ll appear even more unhinged than your mother has already deemed you to be.

“Your gracious daughter here was just trying to convince me not to throw Steven into the lake,” Bradley says, apparently channeling his anger toward you into a jealous boyfriend persona.

You mother visibly stiffens. “This is a formal event,” she says sternly, giving him a horrified look. “There will be no such altercations.”

Bradley lets out a contemptuous chuckle, sticking his hands into his pockets before balling them up into fists. “That’ll be up to Steven, ma’am.”

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moumouton4 · 8 months

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To make up for the recent angst I sent you, I am coming to you with some fluff

Founder x chubby S/O and how The Founders would show their appreciation for her curves

Now, if this comes in after you closed your requests, don't you dare to touch it. Take priority in yourself and your studies.

Toodles~

Showing Appreciation To You Curves || Konohagakure founders x fem!chubby!reader

Including: Madara Uchiha, Tobirama Senju and Hashirama Senju

A/n : I usually don't take request including chubby reader becayse I don't feel like I'm doing it right. So this is a real first for me. I really hope you'll like it dear friend ! 🌹

Warnings : Fluff but with some light spicy, naked cuddle, mention of : pregnancy , oral fem!receiver, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Words count : 992

Madara Uchiha :

Bro stares at anyone who says you’re curvy. He even reprimands you when you say it yourself, as harmless as it may be

“You’re not” he would say shortly “You’re normal and I wouldn’t trade this for anything. They are the ones looking weird”

His strong body would always cradle your softer one against his, as if trying to shield you from the world around

He likes being able to actually hold you against him. Knowing that you are there and it’s not a trick of his mind

He still wonders how he managed to have something, no someone like you by his side. It was far away from everything he ever experienced in his life

He is always eager to see even more curves traced on your delicate body. There will be one and only time he will acknowledge it, when you’ll be pregnant with his child

Whenever he is sitting down with you, either after work, making love, waking up, about to sleep or just casually during a quiet moment, his fingers would draw patterns on your skin

I think his favorite spot would be your stomach - yes that can be hard at first to let go and trust someone to this point - because the oh so slight curve makes him feel shivers

He is already thinking about what it would be to actually be able to see you carrying his child

Anyone who would dare look at you the way he doesn’t tolerate will end up in Tsukuyomi

He also loves to pamper you and help you smear lotion on your tantalizing body after you took a shower or on a particularly hot day He is maybe enjoying himself even more than you but it’s those little moments of life that makes him want to come home alive after every days

Tobirama Senju :

For him not appreciating your curves as they should was not something he could ever conceive, even if he was a little lot bit shy when it came to expressing his feelings

Even if he isn’t the most gifted with words he can always physically show you how much he cares about every part of you

He never takes naps without having his head resting on your thighs

It’s just so soft and plump under his head. He subtly nuzzles his head against them

He might even hum if you play with his white strands softly

His hand never lets go off your leg or lever leaves your waist that he encircled with his arm, even when he sleeps

Though he too can feel self-conscious about common things. In this case he just doesn’t want to look too soft

He is so cute because when he sleeps he would let small kisses against your exposed thighs. the first time he was so at ease that he drooled during his sleep

He is always ready to kick anyone’s ass who would say or do anything that would make you feel self-conscious about yourself

The mere contact with you makes him go softer than a marshmallow

He who always feels grumpy and sour after his shifts, feels each time refreshed and soothed after spending one of those intimate breaks with you. He also blushes furiously knowing you trust him enough for letting him see you in a vulnerable state, especially if he knows you don’t usually wear short cut dress, pants or shirt

He would mumble stuff like “It’s like… like you're a doctor to my mind, but you don't even realize it” his voice would waver slightly before he manages to find his composure again “So you better acknowledge it because I’m not gonna stop proving it to you any time soon. Got it ?”

He is just so in love with you curves to a point he can’t say it without being flustered Sometimes you joke about also wanting to lie on his thighs and he always says “no” even if he knows that he would accept right away if you were to really ask. but he also knows you’re going to tickle him

Hashirama Senju :

He loves your curves so much that his jaw hangs agape when he sees you getting self-conscious about little things. That’s the moment he learns that as weird as it may be some people shame others for their curves 🤷‍♀️

So he decides to make sure you know he appreciates them with everything he has

For example when he wants to feel smoll after a long and tiring day he always asks to cuddle naked with you. His head would nestle against your chest. And with closed yes he would pepper gentle kisses in the valley of your breasts

He also like to sit on your thighs - even if he is taller than you - while his head rests in the crook of your neck. he is either facing you or mindlessly staring at the tv

Your arms wrapped around him serves at a grounding support that helps him relaxes more than he ever thought he would now that he was Hokage

Sometimes he would murmur little praises

“Thank you for being yourself. I-it’s helping me… a lot”

“I-” his voice would slightly break “Sometimes I wonder if life wouldn’t be easier if it was as soft as you. But I already know it would… it’s just that it would never be like this because you’re the only gem in this world my dear Y/n”

His hands would then grip yours - your arms are still around him - a little tighter with the rest of energy he has left from his long day

I think he is so lovely and caring towards you that he might fear that he is too lean to bring you as much comfort as you too to him “Do you think I should eat more ?”

He’s so cute I swear

He also likes to be choked with your thighs when he eats you out

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thequietkid-moonie · 9 months

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Hey could you do a Yandere Mikan, Yashiro, Yumeko, Marin, and Satou waking up in their darlings basement tied up to a chair with their darling in front of them

And when their darling sees that they’re awake they start explaining about how much they love them and how long they’ve been planning for this and how they’ve made it

Impossible for them to escape from their basement and how they’re theirs forever please

Their darling is actually a yandere for them and kidnap them

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Mikan, Yashiro, Yumeko, Marin, Satou ]

[ Danganronpa 2 Goodbye Despair ] [ Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun ] [ Kakegurui ] [ My Dress-Up Darling ] [ Happy Sugar Life ]

⚠️ Yandere, I dunno support this kind of behavior in real life, I just write it for fun!

AHAHAHAHA I LOOOOOVE YOUR REQUEST!! THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH!! 🖤🖤 I really REALLY hope you like it as much as I did!!

The prompt vary a little for every girl since I don't know exactly what kind of yandere would you be so i tried to cover basic things of yanderes, as well of the reason of what could trigger you to kidnap her because i didn't want to use the excuse of just being possessive or wanting her

Mikan Tsumiki

For Mikan her darling is everything, it doesn't matter if you are kind or even rude to her she is completely fine with it as long as you aknowledge her existance, even if you are rude or mean to her she brush it off as being your way to show your love for her

She will never even dare to think bad about you or question your feelings, the moment you show that you are willing to spend time with her Mikan is complety ecstatic by it, she quickly becomes clingy and even possessive over you, but she tends to apologize for the way she acts. Mikan was already ecstatic by the fact that you seem to don't mind her presence but actually wanting to be with her put Mikan on the verge of tears, she just can believe that the person she loves the most love her in return

Mikan will never doubt or question your love for her, she thinks that you are perfect the way you are and, even when she can't stand up for herself she won't let anyone talk bad about her beloved, if someone dares to say that you are really weird or your way to love is unhealthy she is quickly to shut up the person, swearing that there is nothing wrong about you and she will love you until the end of her days

What if you want to monopolize her or even become possessive over her? It doesn't matter, she is completely yours anyways, beside she won't like to leave your side neither, what if you don't like when she interact with others? Mikan rather spend all her time with you than with anyone else, if it depend on her she will never talk to anyone aside from you again, what if you are rude or even mean to her? Is alright because she knows you do it with love, you never meant to hurt her

Mikan is complety obvious with how much she loves you and that she is willing to do anything for you, you just have to ask, specially since you seem to like her back (or even had express it) so the posibility of she doesn't loving you or jealousy won't be enough to trigger you to try to kidnap her, but something that could do trigger you is the bullying, Mikan tries to spend all her time with you (because when she isn't with you she feels desperate, almost like in a anxiety attack) but that doesn't stop the bullies to mess with her the little moments you two aren't together or others trying to take advantage of her

Planning on a kidnapping could be pretty difficult for how clingy Mikan is, she doesn't like leaving you even if you ask her kindly enough she won't be able to stay away for too long and will start following you, but if you manage to make your plan it won't be able too difficult to do it, Mikan trust you blindly and will follow you until the end of the world if you ask her, doesn't matter which method you use (drugging her, knock her out or even sneaking when she is sleep) she will easily fall on it because is you

The moment Mikan wakes up tied up she immediatly panics, mainly because she doesn't know what is happening or where you are, seeing you imediatly calms her down but still wonder what is happening, the moment you start telling her how much you love her make her heart race, and when you tell her that you are doing all of this out of love because you can just tolerate how others treat her Mikan can't take it anymore and start crying, she is overwhelmed by the happiness for knowing that you are willing to do so much just for her but embarrassement for bringing you so much troubles

If you try to comfort her or ask her why is crying she will try to explain herself, and the moment you finally free her she is imediatly grapping her arms around you, clinging onto you like if her life depend on it and crying harder (she will apologize later for it), when she finally is able to calm down Mikan start thanking you over and over again before shyly asking you what is your plan for the future, again Mikan is completly willing to do whatever you want, if you want for her to become your housewife and live with you for the rest of her life she will do it happily

Nene Yashiro

For Yashiro her darling is someone completely attractive and perfect, she has been daydreaming about dating someone, about meeting a beautiful gentleman or even a knight in shining armor and for Yashiro her darling is that person she has been wating for so long, the person of her dreams

Yashiro thinks so high of her darling that she can't just approach to them, she just get so shy and clumsy in their presence, not even being able to look directly at you, that is why she prefers to admire you from afar and daydream about you until she manage to build up the courage to talk to you, but if you are the one who approach to her or shows even a little interest on her, just by aknowledge her existance make her a flustered mess and give her a rush of confidence, making her more confidence on her chances with you

It has to be a slowly process for you two to get close, let alone in a relationship, since Yashiro constantly feels like she will combust for the overwhelming feelings and yet she is completely ecstatic to be with you, you showing love to her make her fall harder for you and give her more confidence little by little

Your relasionship can be seen as just the embarrasing first youth love but as the time pass from both it start to be a little more obvious the yandere tendencies and yet in Yashiro's eyes you continue being perfect and flawless, is that maybe that you want to spend all your time with her and monopolize her? is out of love, obviously! she is grateful that you love her that much! are you possessive over her or don't like when she interact with others? you just don't want to lose her over someone else, how romantic! is that you can be rude or agressive towards her? is just part of your atractive! you are just the bad guy type!

Yashiro is down bad for you, you are just so perfect and handsome in her eyes that she can't help but be shy and blushy around you, she isn't the best to show how much she loves you when you are around because she is shy and could be embarrassing for her, but when you aren't around she never stop thinking about you and never shut up to her friends about how amazing you are, jealousy could be something that end up triggering you but the bound she has with Hanako it could be even more irritating, why did she has a bound that unites your beloved with some pervert ghost?

Planning the kidnapping wouldn't be too difficult because Yashiro is willing to give you time to yourself if you ask, and even if she ends following you and found out part of your plan she will come up with a excuse of why you are planing to do something so horrifing and suspicious, as well it won't be really difficult for you to make Yashiro fall in your trap, just lull her with sweet words of love and she is completely blinded

When she wakes up tied up she instantly panic but seeing you instantly calm her down, when you start with your speech of how you have done all of this because you love her and you want her all for yourself Yashiro quickly becomes and flustered mess, looking at the floor because she can't handle the overwhelming feelings of love, Yashiro tries her best to express how much she love you too and how flattered she is by your gesture

However Yashiro doesn't want to be trapped here, not that she doesn't like being in your house is just that Yashiro wants to continue living her life, she wants to be able to share a high school romance with all kind of cheesy dates with you, a romance that spreads to the end of your days (she is saying all of this to you with a hopeful and loving voice and yet shyly) but to be able to do all of this she need to be able to go out, so she asks you shyly to please free her so you two can continue with the romance of her dreams and leave a dream life with you

Yumeko Jabami

It isn't too dificult to catch Yumeko attention however her darling is someone way too special for her, since the first moment she saw them she knew there was something special on them, she immediatly approach to you and, as the time pass, her love and obsession just grows more and more

The Hyakkau Private Academy is replete of extravagant and excentric people, and, adding that Yumeko loves is unconditional towards you, she doesn't see anything bad on you, you could be the craziest or even the most calm person on earth and she still will love you nonetheless. Yumeko is clingy and a little possessiveness, somehow she always know where you are, however since you doesn't seem bothered at all by her insistance on being with you then Yumeko has no reason get apart from you

No one has the oportunity to say something bad about your relationship since it seem unhealthy from both parts, it almost seem normal for how willing both are with each other, even if they try to say something Yumeko is quickly to say otherwise, you two are completly fine and in love! She normally take it pretty good but can get really mad if someone insist on criticize your relasionship

The toxic yandere tendencies are pretty evident, both can grow pretty possessive of each other (however when it comes to gambling she is completely fine with you playing against anyone you want, as long she is there to see it and don't put on a big risk your relationship, it would be exciting but she doesn't want to lose you over someone else), she is already extremely clingy and monopolizing with you and with your willingness towards her behavior makes almost imposible for you two to be away from each other or for someone to approach without both being in agreement

Is obvious how much Yumeko love you and how she always want to be with you, she is constantly dragging you with her everywhere and even when she shows being excited by someone else she always make clear that you are her one and only, jealousy can trigger you sometimes but not enough to make you try and kidnap her, what could trigger you is how much risks she is taking all the time

Planning on kidnapping her could be pretty difficult since Yumeko is always with you and, also, she is incredibly smart and she may guess that you are planning something behind her back but she let you continue with you plan out of curiosity. Is more likely that you can't completely put your plan into action because she find out what are you planing to do, and yet she just turn things a little, proposing to instead of trying to kidnap her you two can have a game and she won't take a no as a response, if you win she goes with you but if not she will be free

If you win she will go with you as she promise and will accept do whatever you ask for a while, not without teasing you a little, she even stay calm for a little while about the games and risks. When you explain that all you want is to keep her safe with you, declaring your undying love for her it something that flattered her and Yumeko can't help but laugh in amusment with a blush, calling you cutie and even romantic, reciprocating by saying how much she loves you too and how she adores that you are willing to take such risk just for her in the name of love!

Although Yumeko isn't willing to leave the gambling and stop taking risks, doing it makes her really happy, as happy as having you, and she will drag you with her into that world even if you don't want to, however she makes clear that no matter what happen she will always choose you, even if that lead the two of you to the end of the world or to hell itself she will be more than happy to face it as long as you two are together and had fun in the process

Marin Kitagawa

Marin is head over heels for her darling, it was a slowly process for her to fall in love but once it happens it is hard, in her eyes you are completely perfect and everything you do is perfect, Marin is completely lovesick for you and even think that there is no one better than you, you two are meant to be together

Love make Marin blind and she can't just see bad on her darling, for Marin her darling is just so cute! so amazing! so perfect! And just like that Marin can't stay away from her darling, she just love you so much that she wants to spend all the time she can with you, Marin is a completly clingy yandere, she always have her hands on you and is draging you everywhere she goes or just follows you with a smile, and when, for whatever reason she isn't with you she is constantly texting you or even calling you by the phone

Marin isn't easy to get mad but is quickly to stand up and defend what she loves when someone dares to say something bad about it, that includes you, if someone dares to say something bad about you or your relationship (or point out how extreme or unhealthy is) Marin is imediatly mad and quickly shut up the person, it doesn't matter who is, not a stranger or one of her friends

What if you want to monopolize her? you two just LOVE spending time together, you don't like that she talks to others? well, you are just being insecure and silly, worring that someone will try to steal her from you but she asures you that that will never happen, you look up at her in a extreme way? is just admiration! the same admiration she feels for you!

Marin is always so obvious with how much she loves you and she is sure that you love her just as much she does (even if you don't express it or it wasn't true in her mind that is how it is), Marin is pretty naive but when it comes to you she is even more blinded and just follows you lead as long as you ask kindly enough so the posibility of doubting her love is almost null, but what could trigger you can be jealous and/or desesperation, Marin is incredibly attractive and atract a lot attention to herself and not just that but she is a cosplayer and a model, there are always eyes on her, you like it or not

It isn't difficult to have time to yourself if you ask her, Marin is willing to leave you for a while as long as you answer her text and calls (she just can't not talk to you for too much time, she loves you too much) so planning the kidnapping wouldn't be difficult neither carry it out, Marin is naive and blinded by her love, just ask her with a smile and sweet words and she easily fall into your trap

When Marin wake up tied up she is confused, she was with you a moment ago! She is even calling your name, not really afraid (unless you sneaked behind her back). The moment you appear she asks you with a smile what is all of this about, when you start telling her that you love her so much and just wanted all herself just for you she is flustered and flattered, asking you to stop with a shamesly smile and a inmense blushing but still wanting to hear your sweet words

But when you mention that you kidnapted her and she can't escape is when she is troubled, Marin doesn't want this and is quickly to tell you, if she can't go out how she is supoused to continue with her work? without working she can't save money to buy you cute gifts and things to do cosplay, if she can't go out how she is supoused to show off her amazing darling to the world? how is she supoused to do cosplay with you like she dream to do if you two can't go out?

Marin isn't mad at you nor think this is a bad situation, for her is like moving forward in your relationship and get closer and closer, but she wants to go out because there are a lot of things she want to do with you. Marin won't stop until she finally manage to convince you to let her go so you two can continue going on dates, reasuring you that for her the rest of the world doesn't matter, she just want to be able to be with you and share her life with you

Satou Matsuzaka

For Satou her darling is like the light that iluminate her life, her everything, what she has been searching for so long, Satou never knew what was true love until she met you and since that day she wants nothing more than be loved by you and spend the rest of her life with you

Satou wants to spend every single minute of the day by your side, she wants to be able to melt on your presence and embrace and stay there forever, however she has things to do and she has to be far from you sometimes, it sadden her but she only endure it with the motivation that all that she is doing is to asure your future together. Although you two don't have to be apart for too long because you yourself do efforts for you two to spend as much time together you can, what make her completely ecstatic and makes every day feel like being in heaven

It could be difficult for people to tell how unhealthy your relationship can be since the yandere tendencies are well hidden, both of you always seem so happy and cheesy together, like if you were a couple straight out of a fairy tale and those toxic tendencies are easily brush off with love, happiness and willingness

Do you want to spend all the time with Satou and even monopolize her? what a coincidence! she wants nothing more than be with you! do you dislike when she interact with others or how much attention others put to her? Satou understand, she doesn't like it neither, she had already found the true love with you so she doesn't like others interfering on your relationship! do you start being possessive with her? there is no need! she is completely yours just as you are completely hers

Satou always make obvious how much she loves you and since you love her back she doesn't see a reason of why she should back with all the love and affection she has for you, also she is constantly talking about you with Shouko with such loving voice that can easily make anyone jealous, so doubting or being desperate for her love isn't an option to trigger you, however Satou is so beautiful that attract too much people, and some people that doesn't has the best intentions and that could easily trigger you

Planning on kidnapping her could be pretty easy since Satou is completely willing to let you alone for a while if you ask kindly enough (still she may worry a little about you and could trigger her a little if you insist), as well putting the plan into action won't be too difficult if you cover up with something romantic for her (sneaking behind her will be more difficult and suspicious), and since she trust you enough it won't be difficult for her to fall into your trap

The moment she wakes up tied up her first thought is you, are you alright? did something happened to you? She doesn't care if something happen to her, not like it will happen she can easily find a way to escape from this situation, but what about you?

When you make your appearance Satou is confused, what is all of this about? But when you start telling her that you have done all of this because of her, because you love her so much that you can't tolerate others trying to steal her from you, that you just wanted her to be with you forever, Satou is completely flustered and flattered, she has been feeling the same for so long! Satou wants so bad to be with you! She doesn't care nor need anyone else aside from you! Satou is so overwhelmed with the happiness and love that start crying

When you finally free her she doesn't waste anytime before throwing herself into your arms, still crying she start to speak her heart out and telling you that she loves you with the same intensity as you do for her! she wants nothing more than with be with you! Satou wants to protect you from every bad on the world too! she was planning to wait a little longer (maybe until you two finish the school) to finally ask you to officially unite your lives for the rest of your lives and never get apart again, but why wait when you want the same? Satou will be more than happy to start living with you however she will have to go out to work so you two can have your dream life, but there is no way she will try to run away, not when she has you

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biteofcherry · 9 months

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I’ve a counterattack match ask for you 😏

Kinks: breeding; oral sex (giving); somnophilia; anal creampie

Babes: Ari, Andy, Lloyd, Curtis

Enjoy! 😘❤️

Siri, my hoepanion in crime 😈💖

You know, at first I wanted to go the obvious, first-instinct route (breeding with Ari, oral with Andy, somno with Curtis and anal with Lloyd), but my need to make things wicked prevailed 😏 So here we are with the nasty:

Lloyd + breeding: It wasn't something he used to think about before and it's not something he starts dreaming about because he wants to play house, but Lloyd has been thriving off on owning you. Breaking you and claiming victory over each part of your body; from your holes, to your hands, tits, skin, every part he can mark somehow and cover with his cum. His appetite never lessens. So when one time he sees you fussing with a sundress, rubbing your hand over your belly where you think it doesn't fit properly? That's it! That's the moment he realizes there's still that ultimate way to brand you completely - pump you full of cum and watch you grow round with it. Lloyd loves watching your hole flutter after he's pumped you full, swallowing his spend; he'd sometimes stroke himself into hardness again and slide it inside you just as he's about to cum. His cute pet names for you, like Sunshine and Pumpkin, are now frequently used with "breeding whore" and "cumdump". You're going to be exhausted and leaking until that test shows positive, and then leaking even more because Lloyd loves celebrating his victory. His hand is now always on your belly and the bigger it gets, the more Lloyd is turned on. He'll make you wear the tightest dresses, so your pregnant belly is prominent.

Curtis + giving oral: There wasn't much softness or warmth in the tail end of the train and when it derails and the survivors are stranded in the slowly unthawing world, it's even worse. But Curtis finds something that's the softest, hottest, most blissful - your pussy. It's him manhandling you and pinning you down in one of the caves when you try to pickpocket him, but your struggling makes his hand slip under your skirts and his fingers touch your pussy. You're shocked and Curtis feels like he's found enlightenment. He pushes your skirts up and starts exploring your pussy with his hands, then his mouth. One taste of you and Curtis let's out that hungry growl. He's feasting on you, slurping up your juice like you're a stream of fresh cool water for a parched man. You taste delicious. He loves how soft and sensitive your folds are, how his treatment makes you shake and cry, how powerful it makes him feel when he sucks on your clit and you call his name. He will make sure you're staying at his side and he's going to go down on you daily. He wants to start his cold days with his face buried in your post-fucking creamy cunt, end the day making you gush on his beard a few times before he gives you his cock.

Ari + somnophilia: You can't hide how much you want Ari, how your body is ready for him whenever he wishes. So when you mention you don't mind him fucking you even when you're asleep, Ari is overly happy to enjoy it. To use you. Especially since the idea of you being pliant and kinda forced to take him in, turns Ari on immensely. Some nights he will be gentle about it, touching you softly and moving your sleeping body until you're slick and ready. He rolls his hips slowly, sheathing his cock in your tight pussy and taking your sleepy form 'till he's filling you. Other nights he'll put a hand over your mouth and push into you in a hard thrust that wakes you up. Ari's low voice telling you to be quiet and take it like a good whore as he holds your struggling body, makes you cream on his cock. Then there are rare, special occasions, though you never expect when it will happen - Ari spikes your drink or evening snack with sleeping pills. Those nights he takes out the camera and records the filthy ways he takes your completely pliant body (you watch it later together, Ari teasing you for how wet you get from being treated like that).

Andy + anal creampie: The thing about proper, elegant DA Andy Barber who takes you to fancy restaurants and on walks along the beach, is that he loves to dirty you up. He was the first to fuck your ass, the first to eat it out, the first who made you come from the sheer feeling of his warm, thick seed filling your ass. Andy loves to watch it trickle out of you. He'll sit back and pull your cheeks apart to watch your gaping hole leak his cum. He delivers a smack or two, that makes your used asshole clench. Why I picked Andy for this is also the idea of incubus!Andy. Not your usual evil looking demon, but a suits wearing gentleman, who will sign up a contract with you to give you your hearts desires for the price of your body. When incubus Andy fucks your ass, it's nothing you could've ever been prepared for, even though you've had anal sex a few times. Not only because he's so fucking big in your tight hole, but because he keeps you on him as he cums. And cums and cums and cums. You never imagined someone can produce so much seed, but it fills your insides and makes your stomach really bulge. You feel heavy and too full, you start squirming, but Andy's arms keep you down on his cock, groaning in pleasure as he keeps pumping more. When he's finally done, he tells you with a wicked smirk that if all of his essence leaks out of you before sunrise, you'll be free. But if it doesn't, then you're his for eternity and he will be stuffing your other holes as full as he did your ass.

#Siri #stargazingfangirl18 #being the bad influence and getting the filthiest side of me 😳😂#Lloyd Hansen x reader #Lloyd Hansen x you #Curtis Everett x reader #Curtis Everett x you #Ari Levinson x reader #Ari Levinson x you #Andy barber x reader #Andy barber x you

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liasadventuretime · 1 year

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˗ˏˋyou jealous ? :) ´ˎ˗ - neteyam x reader pt. 6

⁀➷ part six : SHOW ME.

notes : how could i not publish a chapter on st valentine’s day ! here’s pt. 6, and let me know if y’all like it ! i decided to confuse y’all a bit, so just go look at how things went ;)

words : 5,24 k

tags : neteyam x reader x ao’nung, teasing, mentions of rape but nothing actually happening, words of comfort, alluding to smut in next part.

you woke up, lazily opening your eyes. neteyam holding you with his head on your chest, his arms tangled with your waist, the same way his legs were tangled with yours. you looked at him, asleep, his mouth slightly parted.

if his friends could see the way he was tangled to you like you were his moma, they would probably make fun of him for eternity. but at the same time, he was that comfortable that he could do whatever he wants with you without being ashamed.

he’s always been the biggest brother, he had to comfort and to guide others, and take care of everything, but who was there for him ? who could comfort him and guide him ?

the responsibilities sometimes weighted too much, making him break down.

but since you two started going to the beach, to smoke and talk, get everything off your mind, his life has progressed a lot. he always looked for you everywhere.

you’re the star he looks for every night.

you were there to be that motherly person he never had in his life. neytiri was a very good mother, but she sometimes didn’t realise how many responsibilities she laid on him. sometimes even pressuring him. but you didn’t pressure him into anything. you were just there to comfort him, do what he wanted to do, without feeling guilt or shame.

you loved the way he let you see that side of him. so fragile, so pure.

neteyam is a child in an adult’s body. because all of the things he’s been through, he’s grown up to be a tall child. you didn’t even realise that in the meanwhile, you shed a tear. everyone was so hard on him, even you. you made his life hell, like it wasn’t enough. you didn’t even think for a moment about the fact that he had to leave his home, the forest, and come here, where the people are different, where everyone judged him for not being metkayina.

you were shaken by him waking up. he hugged your torso, and still laid his head on your chest. you gently caressed his hair, laying a kiss on his head. you felt his lips curl on your skin. please, please, please don’t ever take neteyam away from me.

“neteyam” you said in a low tone.

“mh ?” he hummed back.

“we have to get up” he sighed, raising his head. you could see he was still tired, but at least if you two got up now, you could have breakfast and spend a bit of time together before parting ways. he had to train, and you had to talk to jake. you two are supposed to help ao’nung’s father with something you genuinely had no idea of. he lazily got up, giving you a hand. you looked at him for a sec, and he immediately understood what you wanted. he sighed once again, lifting you up, you hugged him. one hand on your ass, of course, and the other on your back. you circled his neck with your arms, laying a soft kiss on his neck.

he walked to the kitchen, plopping you down on the table once again. “can you go get the food from your parents’ pod ?” you said trying to convince him.

“oh c’mon ! my mom will skin me. at least go with me.” he said dragging you to the living room to get dressed. you huffed.

“ok fine !” he left a kiss on your cheek, putting a his cloth on. you picked out a top from your wardrobe, it was a shiny one with shells attached to it. it was definitely the prettiest one you had.

you felt neteyam behind you, unlatching it. you were super confused.

“no, ‘teyam we don’t have time-” you hurriedly said, eyebrows pinched in an angry expression. what sick idea was it to fuck before going to his parents’ pod ?

“if you think i’m letting you go to my dad’s pod in that tiny shiny top after i heard what you said last night about him, you have gone absolutely nuts.” he said, killing every protest of yours. he was seriously jealous of his dad ? you laughed, but also you couldn’t stop thinking about how much you loved him. this man was hilarious.

you put another top on, it was green, leafs covering it. he gave you an approving look which made you smile. you slowly walked out of your pod, enjoying every second you guys could have before starting the day.

“dad ? mom ?” neteyam asked, getting in his pod. you walked right behind him, noticing lo’ak and kiri eating on the table. “they’re not here…” kiri said with a questioning tone, eyeing the both of you. well, especially you.

she gave you that ‘you’re telling me everything later’ look, which you only smiled to. it’s not like you had any other option. lo’ak was even more confused than her, eyeing you both.

you sat down, keeping your distance from neteyam, since you still didn’t feel a hundred percent comfortable showing affection public. he noticed, sliding right beside you, a betting expression on his face, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the two guys that were in front of you. you coughed, trying to signal him to not get so close.

they both noticed the tension between y'all, so kiri decided to just tell y'all.

“so um…” she said, catching your attention, neteyam looking at her. she definitely noticed.

“… tuk has kind of already told us everything” kiri finished almost like it was a question more than an affirmation, she told them everything this morning when her and lo’ak couldn’t help but notice that the two of you were missing. you felt heat spread in your cheeks, not daring to make eye contact with lo’ak. just the thought of TUK knowing everything embarrassed you so much, you covered your face with your hands and deeply sighed. on the other hand, neteyam almost felt relived, his ears going up. he didn’t have to be the one to tell everything, and he also didn’t have to pressure you.

“oh, thank god.” he said, pulling you to sit on his lap, hand on your stomach, back pressed on his chest. “neteyam, have some fucking shame.” you said screaming, looking at him with an angry expression on your face, a confused expression on his.

“don’t you fucking scream at me, they know ! stop stressing, what the fuck.” he replied back, you could feel his legs tense under you. his eyebrows pinched together, mouth full of food.

“ugh, at least try and be ashamed ! and close your fucking mouth !” you screamed, forcing your hands on his jaw in an attempt at closing his mouth. he placed his bowl on the table, catching your hands holding them. “keep your goddamn hands off my face, you dirty slag !” he said, offended. kiri and lo’ak laughed at the scene, recognising that the two of you didn’t change one bit.

“and what the fuck are you laughing at ? lo’ak don’t think i’m not going to beat your ass later.” neteyam said dealing with them, lo’ak’s grin immediately dropping, your cheeks super red.

“NETEYAM !” you said, kiri widening her eyes even more, jaw falling. she looked at you, realising you told her nothing about it. “BRO I SWEAR IT WASN’T LIKE THAT !” lo’ak defended himself. you all laughed, easing the mood.

you slowly tried to get off neteyam’s lap, while he talked with lo’ak and kiri about something you weren’t listening to. you heard him stop talking, and realised he was side eyeing you.

he grabbed your thighs and replaced them on his lap. “stop moving, they already know we fucked and i took your virginity , don’t worry.” he chuckled and laughed. kiri gasped, but lo’ak laughed too.

in that moment, you felt a vein in your heart hurting. you felt naked, in front of all of them, getting thrown in the air like you were a piece of meat. such a special and important moment for you, getting talked about like you were one of his whores. neteyam didn’t notice at the beginning, but kiri did. she looked at you, almost asking sorry. but why would she apologise, it’s not her fault. you felt tears getting crowded in your eyes, and now you weren’t comfortable with neteyam’s hands all over your body. you felt stared at, even though kiri was the only person looking at you, caring about you. you regretted everything. the talks, the kisses, the sex, the love, the feelings.

in that exact moment, you wish you never met him. you thought he was different, you thought he could be better, but he is just the exact same. you felt dizzy, something heavily thumping in your head. kiri noticed your absent gaze, neteyam didn’t. how much did he really care about you ?

he found himself asking that question pretty often. since the dawn of time, you were only kind of a bet to him. something to win, a prize. without the sugarcoating, he saw you as an object. a very beautiful attractive shiny object, but still. he didn’t want to see you that way, but he just couldn’t. things obviously changed a bit, but your perception of his feelings towards you didn’t.

the way he was holding you inner thigh, the way his hand was grasping your shoulder, didn’t feel attractive anymore. it felt almost… molesting. kind of rapey too. you felt unsafe.

yes, between neteyam’s arms you felt unsafe. something that never occurred with ao’nung. you felt spikes chocking you, a heavy weight in your stomach, and you couldn’t manage to keep your tears to yourself.

did you make the right choice ?

a tear slipped from your eyes, and kiri noticed. you were literally trembling between neteyam's arms and he couldn't care or notice. you aggressively wiped it away, excusing yourself to get out of the pod. you needed some air. you couldn’t even breathe anymore, and you remembered neteyam’s hands. chocking you. no, let’s use the right words.

he was strangling you.

and you felt like a slut, because of how much you liked it, not realising you probably interpreted his actions wrongly. maybe he just wanted to abuse you, and you couldn’t even notice it because your brain and eyes were fogged with pleasure. your brain and eyes were fogged by him.

“excuse me.” you said, in the lowest tone possible. you got up, not being able to ignore the way neteyam’s eyes and fingers lingered on you, feeling like they were raping you. he didn’t even notice, and smirked at you. you felt almost like throwing up. kiri couldn’t hold back anymore, and as soon as you got out of the pod, she followed you.

you felt the fresh salty air get in your lungs, healing you, getting all the fog out of your brain. you couldn’t hold your tears back anymore, you weren’t even sobbing. just quiet tears scarring your face. those type of scars that never fade away.

you called your ilu, Dah’lia, and got on her back, your legs and feet now wet, feeling the ocean hug you more delicately than neteyam ever could. your ears sprung up, hearing kiri’s voice call you. you watched her as she got on her ilu’s back too. “( y/n ) ! wait !”

she was right beside you, wind blowing on your faces, bubbles tickling your feet, waves getting more and more big. “is everything okay ?” kiri spat out while trying to catch her breath.

you watched her as she brought a hand to your chest, while you decided what to say.

should you lie, say you’re fine, get back in your pod, and get meaninglessly fucked by your so called future mate, hoping every second he would not see the scared lonely shadow in your eyes, and hoping it would end as soon as possible, to able to just go to sleep, where neteyam couldn’t hover over you. the kid you were so in love with, would’ve never done such things, but still here we are. had you outgrown eachother ? was it a miscommunication type of thing ?

were you wrong for thinking about it that, or were you possibly overthinking again ?

should you say the truth ?

“i don’t know.” you calmly said to her, which wasn't entirely a lie, your voice hiding years of self doubt and hope. but hope saved no one, not even your secret hopeless romantic soul.

kiri sighed, her hand placed between your elbow and your shoulder, caressing it. it felt very different to neteyam’s touch, that once felt so protecting but now only felt dirty and disgusting.

“it’s just…” you sighed, gaze low, staring at the bottom of the ocean, so clear and so calm. you tried to collect your words, and explain everything to her. because she was the last person you wanted to disappoint by lying or even just lightly sugarcoating anything.

“… he said it, in that monotone, cold and materialistic way… that i almost felt like an object.” you finally said, a sob threatening to escape. spikes getting more and more heavy in your throat.

“oh, dear ( y/n ).” she said, hugging you. you grasped on her like your life depended on it, lowering your head on her shoulders, letting a few other tears escape. you could feel her heartbeat against your chest, calm and low. the heat of her hug, comforting you.

you let your thought and flaws flow inside of her, feeling all the negative energy get out of your system. you recollected yourself, and brushed every tear out of your face. you rapidly smiled at her, now having to go to jake and tonowari’s reunion.

“thank you.” you simply said. she smiled at you, kissing you on the cheek, still realising that neteyam could have never kissed you that delicately.

she brought her hand up, her ilu starting to go away as she said goodbye to you. you heard neteyam and lo’ak getting out of the pod, so you rapidly went away. neteyam noticed you, his smile slowly dropping finally realising that something could possibly be wrong.

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jake saw you walking towards him, his arms opening to embrace you in a hug. he noticed your low mood, which he hates to admit has been your default these days. he didn’t want to be self-absorbed but he feared it was neteyam. you walked towards him, letting yourself melt in the hug, your head against his chest, his arms caressing your head. you felt tears prickle your eyes, but it was enough for today.

enough crying. you hugged him tighter, and he felt his heart squeeze in his chest. you felt your heart throb, and you couldn’t do anything but frown, tears threatening to fall. in this moment, you were so embarrassed about the way you talked about him that night with neteyam. you felt shame, almost like you were naked and everyone was watching you, once again.

you felt exposed, but who’s fault was it ? you were the one that exposed yourself.

you sniffed, catching his attention, him closely leaning to look at you in the eyes. you sniffed a couple more times, feeling your cheeks wet, and took a deep breath. jake looked at you with a sad tingle in his eyes. he was so wrong. he was so so wrong. but now you were knuckle deep.

he knew that even if you tried to leave neteyam, you would’ve had to kill him to actually be able to continue living your life. he was never going to leave you alone. as much as he loved you, he loved you in the wrong way. jake and neytiri recognised that, and they were not only scared for him but also his future mate.

neteyam couldn’t realise it, he was too deep in his fantasies, in his little sick world.

and unfortunately, you were absorbed in that world too.

the only way you could modify an already dried vase, is by breaking it.

you sucked in a deep breath, and smiled at him, tears still glossing your puffy eyes. he sadly smiled at you, trying to at least be your support for today.

you always thought neteyam was that father figure you needed in your life, not knowing you had the most perfect dad right in front of your eyes. maybe that’s why.

neteyam was jealous, jealous because jake treated you the way he should’ve been treated.

“why not me ?”

maybe he was overly protective and overly jealous of others, because he was scared you could find someone better. he knew there was someone better. just waiting for you to leave him, and embrace you in his arms, giving you the world and more.

he would rather see you unhappy with him, rather than happy with someones else.

because that was the last prove. he was not enough.

for you, for his dad, for lo’ak, for neytiri, for no one.

“atta girl.” he said, positioning his hand on your shoulder, comforting you.

“i love you, dad.” you slowly whispered. eyes looking up at him, you not knowing that he felt the same exact spiked in his throat, that you were feeling a bit of time ago.

“i love you too, daughter.” he said, giving you a light smile. he brought you next to him, hip to hip and walking towards tonowari’s pod. you enjoyed everything.

every breeze of wind, every ray of sun, because you never knew when it was going to be the last time, and if you only knew that that was the last time. jake got in, holding the flap for you, you entered. tonowari was seated in the centre, ao’nung next to him.

he was as shocked as you, not expecting you to be here. his eyes flashed open, his heart squeezing in his chest. he couldn’t breathe for a second, goosebumps flowing to his back.

same thing happened to you, trying hold the eye contact. god, how you missed him.

he immediately lowered his gaze, frowning towards nothing.

did it make you sad ? yes.

was it all your fault ? yes

you got out of your thoughts thanks to jake, who sat down, patting the place right next to him. ao’nung couldn’t even pretend that jake’s gesture didn’t remind him of what he did that night. of how you humiliated him. the way you ran in neteyam’s arms after everything.

tonowari looked at his son, his features softening as he saw ao’nung’s expression. he drifted his hand slowly on his back, patting it. it was going to be hard but he had to.

“so, were where we ?” tonowari said.

“oh yes, ao’nung’s mating ceremony.”

you were a hundred percent sure they heard your heart falling, because there was no fucking way. your head tilted upwards immediately, lips slightly parted, throat heavy . ao’nung’s squeezing his eyes as much as he could, just like jake.

“fuck.” was all he could think of, like things weren’t already as difficult as they could be for you. he noticed, the way your head tilted upwards, tears pooling in your eyes.

if he knew what the reunion was going to be about, he would’ve never brought you there with him. his heart thudding fast, his muscles tensing. ao’nung didn’t even think you were going to be there, tonowari knew a little to nothing about what happened between you two.

but he rapidly understood, it was much serious than he thought.

you swallowed the heavy lump in your throat. closed your eyes for a second and breathed, just like jake taught you.

“with who ?” you asked. a gasp almost leaving jake’s mouth, looking at you with a confused expression. how far did you want to go ? ao’nung looked up at you, lips parting to answer you, but he couldn’t. he physically couldn’t.

he was feeling sick to his stomach, having to pretend for the rest of his life that that woman was you. but she could never. she could never be as witty.

she could never be as caring.

she could never be as lovely.

she could never be as mean.

she could never be as evil.

she could never be as selfish.

she could never be you, end of discussion.

“Alyara.” tonowari said, softly smiling at you, which to be honest only made things worse.

you slowly nodded your head, lips pressed together.

the reunion continued, but without you. you were too lost in your own thoughts. you had lost him. at least this alyara could make him happier than you ever could. you had nothing to worry about. you suddenly felt your chest almost floating, like you were relieved. you felt… calm ?

“hey, ( y/n ), ao’nung.” you both raised your heads, recognising tonowari’s voice, ears standing up. “why don’t you go take a walk ?” he said, in a soothing voice, a smile plastering his face. ugh.

you eyed ao’nung, you didn’t mind if he didn’t mind. maybe walking a bit could give you some time alone. his gaze lifted, locking in with yours. your heart skipped a bit.

“that’s fine.” you said, getting up waiting for him. if he didn’t want to, this would’ve officially been the most embarrassing moment of your life. he got up too, looking at his dad, well more like killing him with his eyes. you let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding and got out, the sound of the waves immediately kissing your ears. you closed your eyes and breathed in.

you could never get tired of it.

you saw ao’nung getting out of the pod too, you looked back at him and smiled. you actually forgot how pretty this man could be. he was much taller than you, and also much more bulked than neteyam. he had more of a lean long look, while ao’nung was a bit more toned. the shoulders to waist ratio made you literally go crazy. there was nothing that could be more attractive. his v-line soft, but his cloth a bit more down than usual.

his thighs. they were pretty big, something that neteyam didn’t have. you couldn’t stop thinking about how much different it would’ve felt to ride his thigh instead of your mate’s, feeling arousal pool between your legs. ao’nung noticed. and tried to not care as much he wanted to.

your eyes wandering all over his body. if only he knew that in the exact moment that neteyam said he noticed you watching his thighs, you actually liked ao’nung’s thighs a lot more.

“would you like to go for a swim instead ?” ao’nung asked, smiling at you. he hesitated a lot before asking you, but he thought you’re already in deep deep shit, why not swim in it ? swimming together didn’t have to necessarily mean you two were going to fall back in love, well maybe you didn’t even love him in the first place. but who cares ? everything has been done already.

you met his gaze, his smile warming your stomach. you smiled back at him. “yeah, sure.”

he grabbed your hand, goosebumps rising all over your body. you felt the same dizziness as the first time you ever smoked, head thumping loudly. you two swished around all the pods, ao’nung laughing, the only thing connecting you was your locked hands.

even when you had already grown up and lived a million moments, that one with ao’nung for some reason, had a special place in your heart. the simpleness, the genuinity, the tension.

all of those factors, made the moment even more special than it probably was.

you two suddenly stopped, reaching your favorite spot to swim. you could feel the breeze caressing your skin, the sun kissing your cheeks.

you two looked at each other, and ao’nung started counting with his hands to three. a second after, the cold water was hugging your body. there’s nothing that you loved more than a breakfast swim, when the water’s extremely cold and you can feel it everywhere.

neteyam didn’t even try to know it, but ao’nung didn’t have to. he noticed.

he noticed your love for books, tobacco, poems, the moon, the stars, shells especially those shimmery silver ones, green, the ocean, and strawberries. he saw everything.

neteyam loved you, but one day you would unfortunately have to die. ao’nung loved your soul, something that could’ve never died, that would live different lifes and discover new things. if you died, he would be jealous of the earth that could hug your body, and of the new person your soul would be inside.

you especially loved this spot because of how well you could see the life of it. all the beatiful creatures lurking in their own special place, the way the soft sand could hug your feet when you could go that deep down, the way the water was so clear.

and this was his favorite spot, because he could always see your smile here.

he submerged, catching his breath, a few braids framing his face. a few drops ran across his face to his chin, where they dropped and went back to the sea. you still had a bit of difficulty swimming well, and holding your breath. when ao’nung noticed you struggling he dipped back in, swimming right in front of you. you felt him latch his arms circling his waist and ass, bringing you up.

you hurriedly breathed, catching your breath, you arms circling his shoulder and head, your stomach against his chest. he breathed out, looking at you. he was mesmerising, to say the least.

you couldn’t ignore the way his strong arms where holding you with no difficulty, he made you feel so tiny and delicate, almost like you could break at any given time. you couldn’t even ignore the way his arms were against your ass, holding it tightly. if neteyam saw the two of you right now, the world would have probably already ended.

you had your hands on his shoulders, supporting yourself. still breathing heavily, but not because of the water. because of him. the way his eyes tingled when looking at you, your stomach flipping at the thought of you clearing that sparkle in his eyes. you hand cupped his cheek, making his stomach flip this time. he could feel his heart beating so so fast.

he slowly slid you down, your legs hugging his abdomen, your core now against his stomach. the most subtle movement of his would immediately make you moan, without any shame. your puffy bud pressed against his muscly core, could make you see stars. a twinkle in your eyes.

your hands travelled from the top of his shoulders, to his side, a bit more upward his waist. you travelled your hands along the lines that his ribcage left on his skin. him being overly sensitive because of every move you make. your finger slowly traced the lines of his abs, he whined, his core flexing, it being his most sensitive spot. your mouth slightly parting at the realisation. his cheeks flushed, as pink as they could get.

he thanked god your pussy wasn’t against his waist, or you could’ve felt the tent his dick was making in his cloth. it twitching desperately at every touch of yours. he could feel his precum leaking, marking his cloth. he rolled his eyes, sighing.

your hand trailed from his core to his v-line. he held his breath. your finger slowly tracing the lines that formed it. your finger slowly entered his cloth, his eyes now quite wide, mouth parted. you slightly pulled the string, then leaving it making it snap against his waist. he closed his eyes for a second, you could feel him holding you even more aggressively now.

you raised your head smiling at him, he looked at you tears lightly bubbling his eyes from the teasing. “girl i’m so in love with you.” if he could only have the courage to actually say it to you.

“please, give in.” he whispered , looking through at you through his lashes. his dick was begging to get the minimum amount to stimulation, it being left completely untouched because his hands where too busy holding you. he felt it twitch uncontrollably, he was too deep in now to stop.

you blinked a few times, not realising what he just said. you used to have to beg neteyam to get that type of words to come out of his mouth. he always felt the need to make you feel like you need him, but it was sometimes nice to feel needed.

and if he wasn’t the one to need you, then why give any ounce of your time to him ?

nobody needed more attention from you than ao’nung at the moment.

“why are you with him ? why not me ? what does he have that i don’t ?” he slowly said, a tear crossing his eyes. your heart squeezed, your palm wiping the tear away. he cuddled his head in your hand. “please.” he said.

“please give me a chance to give you what you deserve.” he pleaded and begged.

every second that passed, was torture for him. but he didn’t want to act like him.

he didn’t want to make you notice his erection, make you uncomfortable or even try to allude to anything. he was better. he wanted to treat you the way you deserved to be treated.

“aren’t you tired ?” he pinched his eyebrows, an offended look on his face. your face was sided to the left, not having the courage to look at him. he noticed, and grabbed your jaw.

at the feeling of his fingers on your jaw, you closed your eyes. but it wasn’t rough. it was the opposite. so gentle, you couldn’t believe it. he dragged your face back to him, his calloused big fingers lightly pressing on your cheeks. he saw the way you got scared at his gesture, and mentally promised himself to not let neteyam lay a hand on you ever again.

“aren’t you tired of being treated like a whore ?” he asked, your cheeks flushing at his vulgarity. your panties were soaking wet, he strangely didn’t feel anything. heat pooling between your legs, but you couldn’t squeeze your thighs together since they were wrapped around him.

“don’t you think you deserve better ? why don’t you let anyone treat you like you should ? i don’t get it.” he said. you had no idea of where this was going , but you were definitely not going to get back now.

“don’t you want to see how you could feel about being treated the way you should ?

why don’t you let me give you a chance at being happy ?”

“show me.”

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final notes : so... yeah ! this is kind of it for today ! hope y'all enjoyed, and PAH-LEASE let me know what y'all think in the comments and what y'all want to see in the next chapter's smut ;)

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straykidsmoonlight · 1 year

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SKZ react- they take their kids to work.

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I’m also now writing personalised stories for small tips… unemployment is real in my country… please message or ask (anons more than welcome) for more info!

Chan:

Definitely wakes up lonely knowing your on a business trip, pouting without his morning cuddles

Slowly, pulls himself out of bed, tired after a late night at the studio and worries about how to get all three kids in the car simultaneously

Once they arrive at the JYP building, Brandi and Karl immediately run to their favourite uncle, Jisung and clamber on his lap, while Chan carries your youngest baby in a carrier attached to his front.

Being so young, Libby still has lots of people to meet, so many of Chans colleagues stroll in and out as 3racha work, to cuddle with the newborn.

Chan keeps a watchful eye the whole time, always wary when it comes to his precious baby, can only fully concentrate when one of the members is holding her, knowing what amazing dads and uncles they were.

Lee Know:

Another one who hates starting the day without you

Sleepily drives Jeni to work, while you are staying overnight at the hospital with Byeol.

Carefully places Jeni on a sofa in the practice room, surrounded by blankets

100% bet none of the members can focus on the choreography all day… as the coo over Jeni, complimenting Lee Know on her cuteness as he goes all shy and blushy.

Just turns into a massive hugging session as the members pass round the little one for cuddles, as Minho captures the sweet moments on his phone.

Changbin:

Gets really nervous taking both kids out on his own.

Almost cried when you told him the kids would have to go to work with him.

As he tries to work on music, Jimin starts to fuss, and won’t stop crying no matter what Changbin does, while Hyungsik keeps getting bored.

Luckily Jeongin brought one of his kids, so Hyungsik and Jihae could play together

Ends up holding Jimin against his chest with one hand, while typing with the other, every so often looking down to check on her

Hyunjin:

Practically has a mental breakdown the second Cheon-Sa wakes up as he “literally cannot” find anything for his son to wear

Once he’s finally dressed, he gets to the studio where him and the guys are filming SKZ code.

All his uncles can be seen with huge smiles as Hyunjin walks in cradling his only baby.

Carefully hides Cheon-Sa’s face when the cameras are on, as he’s one of the members who doesn’t show his kids face.

All the comments on the video end up being about how adorable Cheon-sa is, and all Stays find watching him with his uncles and dad adorable 🤧

Han Jisung:

This is a perfect example of a child with children

Is completely lost without you while you’re spending time with your friends

Tumbled through the building’s doors with his daughters missing shoes 😭

Literally barley got anything recorded because he was so distracted by his girls. One moment he was racing Mae down the hallways, and the next he was falling asleep with Seol-a and Dani on the sofa

Cries tears of joy when you get home, exhausted from spending all day with his girls.

Lee Felix:

(This gif legit shows how I think he would talk to his kids😭)

Surprisingly really capable without you there, but this sunshine literally pines after you all day

Gets the kids to the JYP building just fine before he realises he’s forgot Milo’s Wolfchan 😭

Milo’s a quiet child, but you forget his his stuffie chan and he will lose it. Felix tries his very best to calm Milo while keeping a watchful eye on his younger baby Hanuel.

Physically cannot calm his son down, and has to call chan in to bring wolfchannie from felixs apartment, just for Milo to cling on to his uncle for the next three hours.

Seungmin:

You leave this man with your girls for two damn hours

He just lets his twins do whatever

Is so much of a pushover😭

The girls literally run around babbling away driving chan half insane (he loves his neices dont worry)

Seungmin just laughs away until one of the girls hits her head and he has to rush her to A and E. feels so bad

All is well, and you return home to Seungmin pretending nothing ever happened

Jeongin:

You are quite scared leaving Jeongin to take all five kids to work

This guy is a great dad though

Somehow managed to juggle a ton of hyper kids, all while recording music

In the end had to record the new song with Seom in his arms, meaning you can hear tiny teeny baby noises in the background of the new song.

Hyungs definitely stare proudly at the scene in front of them, and take tons of photos of their Maknae on top.

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honeyhenry · 11 months

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Apple Pie and You and I: Sweet Curves and Straight Talkin'

Did someone ask for orange jam, sweet surprises and southern charm? Regardless, that's what you've got right here! A new instalment of Apple Pie and You and I shares your and Jake's last few moments on the ranch, and the wonderful little moments that come from your first pregnancy :') enjoy! part 1 / part 2

The news of the upcoming arrival of the newest Seresin travelled far and wide in Jake’s hometown, with kind old ladies delivering bouquets and muffins as soon as they heard that their sweet gentleman neighbour Jacob was due to father a baby. You only have a week left before you’re back to San Diego, and your heart is already missing the warmth of his family and the friends surrounding you. Your body will certainly miss seeing Jake in his dirty, casual clothes doing manual labour on the farm.

You've spent plenty of time in the sun, soaking in all the excitement about baby Seresin, and eating the best homemade pies a woman could ask for. Jake’s cousins would move mountains for you if you asked, while his sisters have given advice and books for you to take back home, sharing just how much of a cute tyrant young Jake was back in the day.

Even sweeter had been your nephews - baby’s older cousins - running up to you and patting your stomach, asking questions about their new friend, already excited for them to come and play. Relieved now that your tired state can go noticed, your midday naps are much less hidden and more comfortable. Jake has been all over you making sure you’re eating and taking your vitamins, tucking you into blankets, holding you close, and asking lots of questions;

“Do you feel ok? Do you need anything to drink? Eat? Did Mom ask you- in fact I’ll go ask her. Hey Momma?!”

It’s a lazy but lovely routine you’ve stumbled into, while Jake is put hard to work during the day while you eat, sleep, and enjoy the company of his family. You are well looked after and sadly have to say no to the trampolining that your nephew was begging you to try. (And when Jake finds out, he's certain to make it clear to the boy that "Your Aunt won't be on the trampoline or anything too dangerous until your little cousin is born, okay sprout?")

Typically you have eaten every meal together, Jake helping you set out your vitamins and making sure you take them with food that you can keep down to help nurture the life within you. His momma tells him he’s borderline overbearing but his Grammy has instilled the importance of looking after his family, and he’ll be damned if he lets you or her down.

“You just tell me if he puts one paw outta line, hear me?” Grammy would famously quip should she see her Grandson lounge around or poke fun at your constant need to pee. Jake is certainly on his best behaviour when she's near.

Which is why it’s even more of a surprise that Jake is gone this morning when you wake up.

Your morning stretch took up the whole bed, for once without the muffled noises Jake would whine if you’d taken up his space or moved from the comfort of his arms. Standing up to go to the bathroom, you catch a glimpse of yourself while walking past the stand-alone mirror, the frame enshrined by sports medals from his college days, and a lone cowboy hat tipped on the corner. Your eyes widen as you flatten your palm down your body and gasp.

Your little slice of heaven - as Jake so lovingly refers to them as - has finally popped out to say hello and your chest fills with a warm sensation that you register as pride. Tears gather at the corner of your eyes as you let out a sigh of joyous relief. They're really real. You know Jake is going to adore seeing the effect what he’s done to you, that you're nestling and growing the sweet baby you both spend hours talking about throughout the day, and in hushed whispers at night while the rest of the family sleep.

Stepping downstairs quickly as you can, you forgo getting dressed, only thinking about finding your husband and showing him the product of your love in the form of your sweet raised bump.

The kitchen is filled with the sweet smell of freshly baked vanilla croissants, while Momma Seresin works on a citrus jam to serve with the delectable baked goods. The ranch cat, Ginger, pads quietly on the tiles, waiting for droplets of milk that Mrs Seresin may be so kind as to offer her. The sun is already warming the countertops, the light catching the lamp just so, creating a pattern of colours scattered across the ceiling.

However, there is no sign of Jake, nor any other family around.

“H-hi" you start, realising your voice has yet to wake up with you, "Jake left early…I- I think I’m showing - with the baby.” you blurt out all at once, tripping over your words in excitement. His mother turns to face you with a smile before she pauses, watching you in your soft, matching pyjamas hold your stomach and grin from ear to ear. You smooth your hand down your front and sure enough, there they are.

“Oh honey, you look wonderful." She sets down a saucer for the cat and brushes her hands on her apron. "Jacob’s going to be thrilled. I can’t tell y’all how proud I am of both of y’all. He's a lucky boy and he better know it! May I?"

You nod, still in disbelief at the whole situation, as she lightly presses a hand to your stomach, feeling the little curve that doesn't move, no matter how much you inhale or exhale. His Momma is beaming. She knows not much for certain in the world, but she does know that her son is going to be rendered speechless by his wife.

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While you'd been asleep at 5.30am, Jake had been torn from his bed by his old man, and couldn't put up a fight once he'd seen the look on the man's face. Rarely would he be up so early unless the cows were needing set up for the county market, but it wasn't the season. Oh no, Pop Seresin was giving his son a good talking to before he and you would head back to San Diego, away from the eyes and care of the family.

Jake knew from the way his father had been driving, and his remarks the evening before, that he was going along for a serious pep talk. The truck they'd taken a drive in before the crack of dawn was parked up at the edge of the river bed about 15 miles from the ranch. He had expected his Pop to get out, to start walking and give him a good grilling.

Instead, the old man took his cap off, and sighed.

"Jacob Nathaniel Seresin. I have raised you - and your sisters - however many years now. And you're an adult in your own right. I want the best for you son, and sometimes you haven't made the smartest decisions." He gives Jake a knowing look, while the younger of the two blinks at the blunt route his father was taking with this talk.

There's another pause, before Pops starts again. Jake almost interrupts it, but he knows better than to do that to his father.

"You gotta take a good long look at your circumstances Jake, you have a beautiful wife, and she's gonna need a whole lot more from you now than ever before. And that won't stop when she's had the baby. 'Cause then, you'll have two people to care for, to love, and protect. Y'understand me?"

"Yes sir."

"Because for a while Jacob, your Momma worried. She worried and Grammy too. And I thought that- well. It don't matter no more, does it. We want you to be the best you can be, that we know you to be, for her. And your boy or girl that's comin' too. You look after 'em, you hear me?"

"I know Pops, but I swear, the day I let her down is the day I lose myself. She makes me the best and I'm gonna do it Pops. We'll be back here, and we'll travel so safe, and- and I'm trying to stay alive at work-"

"Breathe, my boy. Work is tough. But finding a woman like you have that puts up with it all? That's been a damn miracle. So hold her tight, don't ever take her for granted. Ya understand?"

"Yes sir."

"Right, now. We have time for some fishin'. Grab the hooks in the trunk."

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After a couple hours of fishing, and enough caught for the next couple of dinners at the ranch, the two Seresins head home, just in time for the croissants, jam, and cream to be served shortly after breakfast.

The first thing he smells is his Momma's famous orange and lime jam, and he can hear the cat and her kittens meowing for milk, fighting to be heard over the sound of the whistling kettle as it prepares the water for the tea and coffee orders likely to have been made around the house.

The first thing he sees takes his breath away.

You're in the garden, helping his Momma serve out the cups of coffee and distributing pots of jam, wearing the same pretty little sundress you’ve worn out on the tarmac countless times to greet him after his summer deployments. You're a vision, an angel that he strides towards, ever nearing the moment he can place a soft kiss on your lips.

But then, he falters.

As you offer up the last cup of tea, your hand grazes your stomach lightly and he stops in his tracks. The way your hand lays atop the sweetest curve of his baby warms and soothes his entire soul.

He’s in a daze, utterly transfixed by the time you spot him. In the very next moment, you're in his arms, welcoming him back from his morning departure.

“Good morning, my love. I might have a little surprise...look who’s come out just in time to show off to the family” you coo, a little bashful as you show off your figure, moving your hands underneath your more prominent swell.

His father's words resonate in his head "Don't ever take her for granted, ya understand?"

And how could he? When all you ever do is make him proud and all he ever could do is adore you.

“You’re showin,” Jake says incredulously, as you smile softly at his expression. “Look at you…I didn’t know I could ever love you more and yet…” He exhales sharply, not quite believing his eyes as he feels tears prick them without warning; "That's our baby, baby."

"Your baby, Lieutenant Seresin," you tease, expecting something equally cheeky in return.

Instead, he pulls you close to his firm body, holding you close and just breathing you in before he then looks back down at your belly, holding you at arm’s length, in awe of what you’re doing for him - growing his baby safe and sound. And looking beautiful doing so.

"You look beautiful. I bet Momma's glad she saw little peanut before we left...she's been askin' for pictures and updates already. Although I'll have to take some if you're gonna be looking this good, honey." He trails his hands down your sides, tickling you a little before resting one hand on your stomach, engulfing the bump entirely, with the other hand holding your waist.

He really could get used to holding his whole world in his arms.

#apayai #hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #jake seresin x reader #top gun fic #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin

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babybluebex · 2 years

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I would love to hear some more of your Eddie headcanons!!

but of course, my dear

this is kinda all over the place sorry 😭 warnings: fem!reader, drug use, smut, everyone in this is 18+ and if you aren't you shouldn't be on my blog!

i def hc that he likes holding you at night

like it seems obvious but he definitely loves having his arm drape your waist as you cuddle up close to him

your body is so warm, and he'll drag you close to him and nose at your hair and hold you

he likes watching you sleep

not in a creepy way, but he loves seeing your face relax and hearing your little noises as you sleep

he's a fitful sleeper, it's just in his nature, he's up and down all night, and he can't ever get comfortable

that's why he loves when you sleep over, because you give him something to do during restless nights

he can get lost admiring your sleeping face or playing with your hair or simply just holding you and thinking

he's always awake before you are, watching the news or rereading the notes of an old dnd campaign

when you wake up and trudge out of the bedroom, he'll always circle his arms around your waist and pull you into him and kiss you gently

if he's sitting at the table watching tv, he'll drag you to sit in his lap and he'll litter kisses all over your face and neck

"good morning beautiful" because he always thinks you look gorgeous

i think eddie is selective about the names he calls you

they're all specially picked out just for you, all timely and it seems almost planned

he'll call you princess when you come with him to dnd (the whole fantasy thing), he'll call you honey when he's eating you out (tasting your sweet honey, as cliche as that is), you're beautiful or gorgeous or pretty every second of the day

like imagine eddie sees you in the halls and presses a quick kiss to your lips "hi there, pretty girl"

UGH drives me wild

he's into pda but not anything like violating, he likes to put his arm around you or kiss you on the cheek or tiny little pecks on your lips

but he's already treated like shit at school and he doesn't want you catching any of that flack so he typically keeps things pretty lowkey

not to say that he isn't insanely in love with you and wants to show you off everywhere

going to one of his band's shows, and he's looking at you the whole time and performing to you and not the room, and afterwards he's gonna be putting his arm around you and squeezing your ass and kissing you long and deep

oh also he keeps polaroids of you in his wallet

they're ones he took of you in various states of dress or situations

he keeps the more scandalous ones to himself, but he'll keep one in his wallet and slip one in the visor of his van

people get into his van and see the picture of the girl in her panties slipped into the band of the visor and are like "??" and eddie goes "oh, that's my girl :)"

sometimes he could just sit and look at his pictures of you, just admiring the way you look and thinking back to the moment where the camera had gone off

some of his favorite memories of you are during when he takes pictures of you on his polaroid camera and he'll keep every single picture, even the blurry ones where it's hard to tell what's going on

he likes to smoke with you too

even if you're not smoking, he likes having you there

sitting in his lap and listening to him talk as he gets high, playing with your hair or hands

he gets majorly horny when he's had some really good weed, his hands going everywhere as the joint sits in the corner of his mouth

pushing up under your shirt to cup your tits or trying to dig down under your jeans and panties

you always giggle and roll your eyes "alright alright, give me a second" and take off your shirt for him

hc'ing that eddie is a tits man

even if you're in your bra, he's attached to your tits, pressing his hand over one absently as he has his arm around your shoulders

he likes to kiss them and could spend all night just kissing and sucking and nipping at your tits

he likes when you ride him, just so he can be inside you and get a face full of your tits at the same time

he is totally into cockwarming too

he likes when you're all full of him and warm and sleepy after you fuck, it relaxes him

watching tv and you're in his lap, resting your head against his shoulder with his arms around you, keeping him warm

he melts and kisses you all over

he's also very vocal about how much he loves you

whispers it all the time and is always finding ways to show you his affection

you're cold? he takes off his jacket and gives it to you. had a long day and need a hug? he's opening his arms for you.

he'll press a kiss to your cheek or head any ole time, he doesn't need an occasion for it

basically he's like a 10/10 boyfriend hehe

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson headcanons #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #bex answers #curbitkirby #bex's drabbles

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valkyrieeeee · 14 days

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Pretty Pretty Princess

ᑉ³pairing; Dad! Husband! Changbin x Reader

ᑉ³genre; Fluff

ᑉ³warnings; None I think!

ᑉ³Authors Note; Inspired by his loveable challenge hehehe. Unedited! Please let me know if there are any warnings I am missing!

In a quaint little house nestled among towering trees, you and your family reside in a haven of warmth and love. Your husband, Changbin, is the embodiment of tenderness and affection, showering your little family with his boundless love. His devotion to your daughter, Ha-ri, knows no bounds, evident in the sparkle of his eyes whenever she enters the room and the infectious laughter that fills the air whenever they engage in their favorite pastime: playing games.

Ha-ri, a bundle of boundless energy and imagination, adores her father with an unwavering devotion. She finds solace in his comforting presence and revels in the joyous moments they share together. From dawn till dusk, their laughter echoes through the halls of your home as they embark on countless adventures, fueled by the magic of their imaginations.

One bright morning, you awaken to the gentle glow of sunlight filtering through the curtains, your body still heavy with sleep. As you stretch and yawn, you become aware of a dull ache in your head and a weariness that seems to seep into your bones. Your body craves nothing more than the comfort of your bed, a respite from the demands of the day ahead.

But before you can surrender to the allure of sleep, your peaceful reverie is interrupted by the sound of rapid footsteps and excited chatter. With a soft creak, the door bursts open, and your daughter, a whirlwind of energy and enthusiasm, bounds into the room.

"Mommy, Mommy! Wake up! It's time to play!" she exclaims, her voice brimming with excitement as she tugs at your sleeve, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Despite the exhaustion that weighs heavily upon you, you can't help but smile at her infectious enthusiasm. Her joy is like a beacon in the darkness, illuminating the corners of your tired soul and filling your heart with warmth.

Though every fiber of your being yearns for rest, you know that her happiness is worth far more than a few extra hours of sleep. You get up and get dragged by her into the living room. She begins to harass you with questions.

"What do you want to do today? Should we play dress-up? Fashion show? Paint? Cook? Karaoke? Dance? How abo-"

"Woah, slow down, sweetheart," Binnie interjects as you collapse onto the couch, your head spinning. "Take a deep breath. It's still early, and you have all day to play."

Finally, Binnie glances at you, and realization dawns on him. You're not feeling well.

"But I want to play now!" your daughter protests.

As you sit there, torn between your desire for rest and your daughter's insistent pleas for playtime, a wave of gratitude washes over you as Binnie steps forward to take charge. His presence alone is a source of comfort, his steady gaze and reassuring smile grounding you in the midst of your conflicting emotions.

With a gentle kiss and a whispered promise to handle the situation, Binnie redirects your daughter's attention, his voice laced with warmth and patience as he engages her in conversation.

"Don't worry, Mommy needs some rest today, but how about you and I have some fun together?" Binnie suggests, his tone soft yet firm.

Your daughter's face lights up at the suggestion, her eyes shining with excitement. "Okay, Daddy! Let's paint!"

"Paint?" Binnie says hesitantly, nervous, as he does not want to make a mess and make his wife feel any worse than she already does.

"Yes, paint!" she responds, pulling him over to the dining room table. "Your nails, silly!"

Binnie's apprehension melts away at her innocent suggestion, replaced by a smile as he realizes the simple joy in spending time with his daughter, even if it means risking a few painted nails.

Your eyes begin to close as you hear the two begin their fun. Their laughter and excitement fill the room as they dive into the world of painting. You can't help but smile at the joy on their faces, despite the pounding in your head.

As they settle at the dining room table, you feel a pang of guilt mixed with gratitude for Binnie's willingness to step in and lighten your load, even when he's unsure of what lies ahead.

Your eyelids grow heavy as exhaustion tugs at your consciousness, yet you find solace in the sounds of their laughter and the warmth that fills the room. Despite the pounding in your head and the weariness in your bones, their happiness brings a sense of peace to your tired soul.

With a contented sigh, you allow yourself to drift into a light slumber, safe in the knowledge that your family is in good hands. And as you surrender to the embrace of sleep, you can't help but smile at the thought of the memories being created in the next room, each one a testament to the love and laughter that fills your home.

But the painting somehow turns into dress-up, and before you know it, Binnie is decked out in fairy wings and a tutu, playing make-believe with your daughter.

As you wake, you catch sight of Binnie in his whimsical attire, his laughter mingling with your daughter's as they lose themselves in their imaginary world. Despite the initial surprise, you can't help but smile at the sight.

As you continue to wake you hear snippets of conversation, the soft murmur of Binnie's voice blending with your daughter's excited chatter.

"Daddy, you make the best fairy!" your daughter exclaims, her laughter bubbling with delight.

Binnie chuckles, the sound warm and comforting. "Why, thank you, my pretty pretty princess! Now, where shall we fly to today?"

"To the enchanted forest!" she declares, her imagination taking flight.

"Daddy, can you teach me how to flutter like a real fairy?" your daughter asks, her eyes shining with wonder.

Binnie nods, his smile wide and infectious. "Of course, sweetheart! Just follow my lead."

You watch with a soft smile as they twirl and dance around the room, their laughter filling the air like music.

As their laughter reaches a crescendo, Binnie's eyes meet yours, and you can't help but notice the hint of embarrassment that colors his cheeks. Yet, beneath the blush, there's a spark of mischief in his gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the absurdity of the situation.

With a chuckle bubbling up from deep within, you shake your head in amusement, unable to contain your laughter at the sight of your husband, adorned in fairy wings and a tutu, dancing with your daughter.

In that moment, surrounded by the echoes of their laughter and the warmth of their love, you realize just how fortunate you are to have Binnie by your side, willing to embrace the whimsy of fatherhood with such grace and humor.

As the last strains of laughter fade away, Binnie takes a step towards you, his eyes soft with affection. "I love you," he whispers, his words a tender melody that fills your heart with warmth.

Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you return his gaze, overwhelmed by the depth of emotion that binds you together. "I love you too," you reply, your voice barely a whisper, but carrying the weight of a thousand promises.

In that moment, as the morning sun bathes the room in golden light, you knew you married the best man.

#stayville #bang chan #skz #lee felix #lee know #minho #changbin #jeongin #seungmin #hyunjin #stray kids #dad #idol #fairy #daughter

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 7 days

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lmaooo kenny watching you sleep is so creepy (might also be the type of person to randomly trace your nose to see if you'll wake up???)

i can imagine being in a relationship with kenny being like dealing with an unpredictable hot potato of an angry cat who can bite you at any given moment (but, like, the risks of getting scratched and bitten until you bleed outweigh petting a cute cat...)

also, i feel like kenny would just know random details about you?? like your ring size. or your shoe size. or, if you have period, when it starts. and ends. or that you used to have a fringe in seventh grade. or that your grandma likes to bake victoria sponge cake.

or like, casually remembering something small, and being, five years down the line, like, "Do you remember you told me on X day of the X week at X hour XYZ?"

and you're like ????

and sometimes, when kenny would be weirdly nice like getting you a blanket or really leaning into domesticity, you would like watch him like O.O what's next...?

would casually spring up things on you. "Let's get married." "Do you think I should test this out on a human?" "I am leaving for five days, don't contact me." "Should we freak your mother and father out by saying that I'm centuries old?" "You remind me of someone I knew in the sixteenth century. They were... interesting." "I got you a wedding dress, put it on. If you don't, there'll be consequences." "I don't think I'll kill you... I think."

high-key very unhinged... but at least you're kept on your toes all the time? right?

ANON . YOU GET IT.

he’s so fucking Weird . 100% stares at you sleeping and traces the bridge of your nose … smiles a little when that makes your face scrunch up a bit. he’s just fascinated by you i think!! by the fondness you make him feel. he’s like oh :) emotion :)….

AND YES. HE LITERALLY IS JUST A CAT. when it comes to dating kenny i feel like you sort of have to adjust to his whims….. he can definitely be silly and affectionate (in a mildly condescending way) but then he can also be very Cold. and come off as apathetic. he’s like a stray cat who waltzed into your home one day and let you pet and feed it…. sleeps in your bed and purrs when you scratch behind its ears but won’t hesitate to hiss if you do something he doesn’t like. random bouts of affection but only ever at his whim, y’know? like. he’s Your Cat but he also isn’t. he doesn’t always come home and it’s clear he has a life outside of you. but he likes your company enough to let you come closer than anyone else has been and that means a lot on its own!!! he’s just…. your mildly creepy cat. who watches you sleep with his big creepy eyes and protects you from the shadows.

BUT OK enough abt kenyaku (<- his Cat name)….. ANON I LOVE YOU. i agree!! on all points!!!! him knowing random little things about you….. randomly recalling certain things…. i feel like his memory is a little jumbled. kenjaku is the type to forget your bday but like … he’ll remember your thoughts on Every Single Character in the show you’ve been binging. or the exact tone of voice you had when you spoke to him for the first time. his love definitely shows in the little things… he might not tell you that he Loves You outright and i don’t think he’d care about making your relationship official in any way, but if you mention liking a brand of soda you’ll find one waiting for you in the fridge the next day. he’s cute. i’ve said this before a while ago but i also think kenny would take you on random trips a lot…. just to spend time with you!! but he doesn’t Tell You where you’re going so you just have to listen to him say ”we’re almost there ^_^” like 50 times. lmao.

ALSO BEFORE I FORGET . the period thing. you’re a genius anon. he just randomly sniffs you and then goes ”you’re on your period aren’t you” and you’re like ??? wtf is wrong with you ?????? (he was Right btw) LIKE HE’S SO STRANGE. you don’t need a period tracker because he’ll just casually let you know you’ll be getting your period tomorrow. and that it’ll probably be a little worse than usual. and he’s Always right so you just have to nod.. silently…. trying not to give him side eye……… for the record i think he also takes care of you well during your Time of The Month. tries to be a little more tender because he knows you’re sensitive and doesn’t really want to deal with you crying (he doesn’t like seeing you in distress but that’s a secret)….. makes sure you’re taking ibuprofen. makes sure you get some fresh air. lets you sleep on his lap like a puppy while he reads. places one of his big warm hands on your lower stomach. he’s a little more indulgent i think.

but ok period comfort ASIDE . the random bouts of affection/domesticity….. you Get it anon. i think he’s actually fairly physically affectionate but it’s never something He initiates. he just expects you to know when it’s okay to cling to him and not. so if he pulls you into his lap or covers you in a blanket or whatever you kind of melt a bit…. i DO think he’s a frequent hair-ruffler though. and a serial booper. he’ll mess up your hair and boop your nose and you just have to Deal with it. get booped idiot. (it’s how he shows affection :3)

"Let's get married." "Do you think I should test this out on a human?" "I am leaving for five days, don't contact me." "Should we freak your mother and father out by saying that I'm centuries old?" "You remind me of someone I knew in the sixteenth century. They were... interesting." "I got you a wedding dress, put it on. If you don't, there'll be consequences." "I don't think I'll kill you... I think."

AND FINALLY. THIS. i went insane btw. all of these r so real and true anon …. he’s just kind of silly and weird and tiptoes that line between hot and cold. but he Cares for you in his own weird way.

and!!! i don’t think he would ever kill you!!!!! i do think he’d say that last line but only to see your reaction lmao. compared to other jjk villains kenny is never shown killing anyone on a pure whim, obviously he doesn’t Mind doing it but it’s not something i see him doing casually yk?? especially not to someone whose company he genuinely enjoys…. maybe if he thinks he’s getting Too attached to you? :0 idk but!! i feel like kenny keeps you around for as long as he possibly can if he cares for you. spending time with you is important to him. even if he randomly disappears now and then. (if he genuinely Loves you i think there’s a good chance he’ll just throw you over his shoulder and bring you with him LMAO)

BUT YES. i’m OBSESSED with him. thank you soso much for feeding my kenny thoughts anon <333 the kenny talks i’ve been having lately r Really tempting me to finish some kenny fics T_T….. soon.

#our silly little creepy crow of a man #he rlly is so catcoded it’s insane #but then he’s also Canonically a wolf so. there’s that #:((((( i love you kenny pls come back #i need to hunt down the kenny hcs i wrote a while back……#ask tag ✩#kenny !! ✩#kenjaku x reader #<- just in case some starving kenny stan happens to find this … hang in there soldier 🫂

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