#i can't believe i participated for the first day without knowing

[plmp0]

The Sex Love House PT 3

Summary: Welcome to the love house where a lot of stories will infold, 7 participants will have a chance to live together in the same house for a mounth while still doing their normal activities, will they find real love in this short period? Or at least this is what ur friend want u to believe. Part 1 Part 2

Warnings: a very manipulative!jay, manipulative!sunghoon, manipulative!heeseung, ex!bf!Jake, everyone is a perv in this house, reader is clueless, shameless reader, kinda stalker reader, Siyeon (from dreamcatcher) is also part of this, this is a pure filth, explicit content.

Smut warning: hand!job, oral (f), cum eating, desperate Jake, kind of subby!jake, p in v, unprotected sex (cause it's fiction), overstimulation, a lot of teasing, i think that's it

A/N: This part was supposed to go out a long time ago but i forgot to save it and i had to re-write it again so it's not as good cause i got annoyed sorry. Also this is not proof read so there might be some mistakes and typos so yeah

It's the week-end Jake woke up today going straight to ur room knocking on ur door before entering, u were still in ur shower robe hands blow drying ur hair as he looked at u through the mirror "oh hi i was going to talk to u after i finish, we didn't get a chance to yesterday" u said upon brushing ur hair.

He noded his head eyes scanning u, u got more beautiful since the last time he saw u, he's ngl he forgot about u at some point but he just woke up one day having u running through his head, what could u be doing now? Did u get taller? Did u let ur hair grow? How many relationships have u been through? He had these small thoughts about u, but everytime his heart tries to soften to u, the memory of ur ghosting and its side effects come back to him, it was like a trauma for him, getting in the way of every relationship he tried to be in, always having doubts about the other part, not able to trust her fully, he really has abandonement issues now.

"There is no need to bring back what happened in the past" u said getting him out of his thoughts, u turned off the blowdryer approaching him eyes softening now that he is close to u, ur guilt kicking in immediatly "m so sorry for what i did, i know nothing can excuse what i did but i wasn't mature enough" u said holding his hand in urs, he cleared his throat avoiding looking at u, pulling out his hand gentely and that was enough for u to know that he didn't forget u.

U sighed feeling bad but deciding to brush off the topic "so tell me, what r u doing now?" U asked hoping to get rid of the awkwardness noting how he didn't let a word out.

He smiled shrugging "i took over my dad's work"

U smiled back remembering how sweet his dad used to be and how good he treated u "i hope he is doing fine"

"He is" was all he replied with, taking a seat on ur bed "ahh right! Do u want something?" U asked after runing out of ideas to lighten the mood, he sighed hands massaging his forhead "i just wanted to ask if u have some pain relievers"

"Ohhh? Ur head hurts?" U asked hands busy searching in ur drawer for the said pills, taking it out and handing it to him "here" he took it from u thanking u and putting it in his pocket .

U sat on ur chair facing him now forgetting that u r still in ur robe that is about to open in any second now, ur hair isn't fully dry u look so... so tempting Jake's eyes can't help but stare at u head empty only u running through it.

"U don't want the guys to know that we were together?" U asked after talking for sometime now without getting a reply from him.

He cleared his throat again " ah idk i didn't know if u'd like them to find out so i chose to not say anything" he shrugged, u smiled at him he is still considerate as always "i don't really mind but since we didn't talk about it the first time let's just keep it between us"

He smiled back wanting to stay with u longer, seeing u now in front of him again brought back his old feelings towards u.

U heard ur phone ring on the table behind u "excuse me" u let out softly turning back and stretching to get it without standing from ur seat, exposing ur bare thighs and a faint sight of ur blue panties to Jake whose eyes were boring into u tongue darting on his lower lip , he gulped hands sweating and itching to feel ur soft skin, u smiled at ur succeed attempt to get ur phone seating properly now and answering ur call, Jake's eyes didn't leave u even for a second scanning the way u pout whenever something is not pleasing u, the way u roll the end of ur hair listening to what's been said on the other line, lips smiling from time to time flashing ur white teeth, everything about u was beautiful and he miss having u for himself.

U made eye contact with him in the middle of the call mouthing a sorry, Jake only smiling at u as he waited for ur call to end (but wishing it to take longer so he can drink in ur beautiful features more).

U ended the call that was from one of ur co-workers asking u about some file u wondering why tf they want that in the week end, u sighed looking at Jake noting the way he is looking at u.

"That took longer than i expected sorry"

He didn't budge even when u waved ur hand in front of him, only waking up when he heard ur soft voice calling his name and he almost let a sound out from that "are u okay? U r spacing out a lot" u asked concerned, eyes looking at the way his adam apple boped down before hearing him gulp loudly.

He shakes his head like he was in some sort of trance head dizzy as he inhaled u r fresh smell now that u approached him " m fine dw" u sat next to him, resting ur back on the wall and he followed ur movement head titling to face u " u r still as beautiful as u were" he let out making u blush a little bit as u give him a thank u chewing on ur lips fingers playing with the hem of ur robe.

He massaged his shoulders letting out a small groan and u turned to look at him he really look so tired "do u want me to give u a massage it's gonna help u relax a little bit" u said.

And he stayed still for a minute thinking about ur offer before noding in agreement, u stood up going to take an oil u use whenever u wanna relax "come on lay down" u rushed him and he did "i think it'd be better if u remove ur shirt" u said as he removed it and tossed it somewhere on the bed, u straddled his back he pressed his face on the matress upon feeling ur weight on top of him, his body shivering when the cold oil met his skin ur hands following after, massaging his nerves skilfully, he shut his eyes his body relaxing while releasing soft groans every now and then.

U were so good with ur hands he almost fell asleep if it wasn't for the unintentional scrach he felt on his back, u just continued working ur magic ignoring the way his body squirmed, u smirked a little bit knowing exactly how he liked that, u kept digging ur nails on his skin saying a sorry with a fake pout whenever u do so.

He could feel his muscles tensing up again, his forehead now resting on his hands teeth biting his lower lip not wanting to let a sound out, but it was impossible at this point especially when u brushed ur fingers faintly over his soft spot, u knew his body so well doing the most to get a reaction out of him, ur competitive side kicking out until a moan skipped his lips making u stop ur movements immediately "ohhh?" U said mockingly leaning forward until ur lips met his ears "u r still the same Jakey" he whimpered his hips humping the mattress shamelessly making u chuckle "what are u doing?" U asked faking a confused tone as u moved from his body standing in front of him. Jake titled his head looking at u confusion written all over his face, u cocked an eyebrow at him as he didn't stop his movements his eyes boring into ur body that was all exposed for him at this point, the robe not doing any job at hiding ur skin, the small curls at the end of ur hair still wet arms crossed waiting for him to speak but he didn't, u sighed clenching ur jaw slightly leaning forward lifting his chin with ur index finger "where r u looking? My face is here" u exclaimed wanting to get something out of him but his eyes are fixed on ur lips, u dart ur tongue on them watching how his own mouth is open almost drooling at the sight of you. Jake has always been like that, everything u did used to turn him on, and it looks like nothing changed.

U chuckled softely kneeling on the floor so u can face him blinking slowely as u caressed his cheeks titling ur head and getting closer to him until ur noses touched u were planing to tease him a little bit more but he rushed kissing u like he was starving for years, his lips moving so fast tongue rolling around urs u let go of his cheeks one hand now around his neck while the other one is searching for his hair tugging slightly as he moans in the kiss.

U left his mouth panting for some air, u looked his way and u can't help the heat that went to ur cheeks when u saw him, he looked so fucked out just from a kiss coming closer to kiss u again "so eager" u thought

U kissed him again his hands holding onto ur thighs, Jake now sitting properly without breaking the kiss making u also stand and straddle his lap, u started rolling ur hips slowly his hands following your pace, his thumbs tracing circles on ur inner thighs, ur hand going from his hair to his neck applying a small pressure and he groaned in the kiss.

"Shhh" u warned him and he whined in return making u smile in the kiss as ur hands traveled to his pants, unbuttoning them and sliding them down his knees along with his boxers, he let a deep breath out his body tensing up as he waited for u to touch him, the anticipation killing him.

"Please" he managed to mutter out his dick twitching in the cold air as his head tilted backwards and a sigh left his lips when u wrapped ur hand around his cock.

Ur thumb pressed on his slit collecting the precum that is oozing from it and spreading it along his length, his grip on ur thighs tighten as his body shakes under ur touch, he moaned in the kiss the need of breathing making him part his lips slightly, his moans were so loud despite him trying to stay silent his eyes were rolling to the back of his head.

His hips started moving up to meet ur strokes as his moans increased in volume, u felt him getting close, ur thumb now pressing on his slit again teasing him by stroking the base and going to the top before repeating the same process.

"Baby" he moaned against ur lips as his hips buckled upwards his stomach and chest rising, his hands are gripping ur thighs tightly, his nails digging in ur flesh, his toes curling as his mouth parted in a silent scream the only thing coming out of his mouth was a gasp as his eyes rolled back.

His dick twitched a few times his cum landing on ur robe and his chest, ur eyes were scanning the view, his head was still resting on the bed his eyes closed, his whole body shaking still feeling the waves of his orgasm, he was so sexy like this, and u can't deny that the thought of him getting off just from u stroking him made u so turned on, u were sure that your panties were soaked wet.

He was catching his breath when he felt u getting off his lap, he opened his eyes, his chest moving up and down, his dick still twitching as he saw the mess he made.

"Fuck y/n im sorry" he said trying to grab a tissue but his body was numb and his mind hazy.

U didn't pay him any attention going straight to ur closet pretending to get another robe and discarding the dirty one on the ground.

Jake was looking at u his dick already hardening again his eyes were roaming over ur body his gaze fixated on the curve of ur ass and the way the blue panties hugged ur thighs.

He wanted to eat u alive, he wanted to make u cry out his name, he wanted to fuck u, and u wanted the same, his dick was pulsating against his stomach, and all his senses were focused on u.

U felt his stare, turning back to face him a smirk forming on ur lips as u took a step forward and his hands were instantly on ur waist pulling u down on his lap, he attacked ur neck kissing, biting and sucking on it, he didn't want to leave a mark so he didn't suck for a long time, he went lower until his teeth bit ur collar bone his hands pulling down the new robe as his lips met the top of ur breast leaving kisses and licks.

"Oh" a sigh escaped ur mouth as u tilted ur head backwards, his right hand went down cupping ur clothed pussy while his left hand held onto ur waist for support.

He started moving his fingers, drawing circles on ur clothed clit, he didn't stop the movement of his mouth on ur breast as u started grinding against his hand. Jake was like a starving man, his touches so earger, his actions desperate.

U held onto his shoulders for support as he pushed u back laying on the matress, his body covering ur smaller frame as he started sucking on ur right breast his hand moving away the panties and entering two fingers inside ur pussy making you arch ur back as a gasp left ur lips.

His fingers were hitting the right spot and he went to kiss you again, his mouth making it hard to breathe, the pleasure was too much, ur eyes were watering, and his dick was rubbing against ur thigh, Jake broke the kiss panting like a dog delivering kisses on you stomach as his thumb was circling your clit, u were so sensitive his every move was sending shivers down ur spine, he was so focused on pleasing you, and it wasn't hard for him to get the job done, it's like he has been dreaming about this for a long time, he was now on a face level with your pussy he groaned biting his lips before replacing his thumb with his tongue, a scream slipped your lips and your back arched high in the air, his grip on ur waist was bruising, he didn't want to let go.

He hummed upon tasting you his eyes closed tongue going wild making it hard for you to contain ur moans and u were sure by now that if Heeseung was in his room he 100% have heard you, his room next to urs and that just added to ur heat making u go crazy, you were close by now already worked out just from earlier, Jake's finger went deeper making you let out a cry hands tugging at his hair and he moaned upon that "Cum for me" he mumbled against your pussy, the vibrations of his voice enough to make u reach your peak.

You cried out his name legs shaking uncontrollably, head dizzy, and chest heaving, and Jake didn't stop licking on ur clit not even giving u time to calm down and recover from ur first orgasm, "No-omg" your hands went to pull him away but instead you found them back on his hair pushing his face closer, his tongue was so skilled and u can feel yourself getting close again letting out small cries , the feeling of his tongue was so amazing and u can feel your whole body burning up, it didn't take long before u came again squirting on his face this time.

Jake pulled away his lips wet, face glistening with your juices, his eyes dark, "That's so fucking hot" he muttered licking his lips and wiping his face with his hands, he was looking at you hungrily, his cock red and dripping with precum, you wanted him inside you.

"C'mon here" u said pulling him closer for a sloppy kiss tasting yourself on his tongue as you started moving your hips, both of you were a moaning mess, the need to be close was so strong.

"Jake" u moaned against his lips and he hummed eyes still closed "fuck me" you said and his eyes shot open his mouth hanging open his breath got caught in his throat, and u smiled at him softly you were always a fan of his reactions always acting like he hasn't heard these words before as if it's his first time and you were sure that he was now going crazy, ur words made him feel like his heart is about to explode.

He didn't hesitate to get between your legs, his dick rubbing against ur wet folds as his mouth went to suck on your neck, your hands went to his back leaving red scratch marks as his tip was pressing on your hole, the need to enter was strong his eyes scanning your expressions as he entered you, a satisfied sigh escaped both of you lips, you were so warm and wet around him he didn't have any energy to start slow, his thrusts were hard and rough his hands holding onto the sheets as his hips met yours with a slap, the air was filled with your moans and the sound of skin slapping, the bed creaked underneath you and you could hear it hitting the wall, it's not a surprise if u end up with a hole in the wall, and he was going so fast he didn't give you a chance to adjust his cock hitting the right spots, "fuckk you feel so good Damn" he groaned his hips moving by themselves his head dropped enjoying the way you feel around him, your hands went to his back pulling him closer wanting to feel him deeper, his chest was now touching yours, his skin was so hot and he was sweating a lot, you can see his veins popping his mouth hanging open as his forehead was touching yours, his thrusts becoming more aggressive and it was hard to catch your breath, you can feel yourself getting close for the third time tonight your stomach twisting and your eyes rolling to the back of your head, Jake's hand moved away from the sheets gripping the headboard as he was slamming into you loving how you moan his name, he was close, so close, his dick twitched inside of you.

He was so lost in pleasure he had other plans for you but he forgot about everything focusing only on the delicious feeling of you he swear he hasn't felt this good since being with you, he doesn't know why but u just enjoys it more when it's you, his thrusts were now unrhythmic moaning as his hands went to the pillow and you let out a surprised yelp when his other hand grabbed a fistful of your hair pushing your head back loving how you look for this angle ,his cock was throbbing and pulsating inside you the knot in your stomach was so tight and you could feel yourself reaching your peak, Jake was grunting his eyes shut curses leaving his lips "fuckk fuck fuck" and you could feel the tears building up so sensitive from the previous releases and it was a matter of time before both of you came at the same time, he pulled out after spilling his seeds all over your stomach.

He let go of your hair and collapsed on the bed next to you, both of you were panting your minds were blank and the air was still thick, the room smelled of sex, Jake's hair was sticking to his forehead, his chest was moving up and down, the only sound in the room was the heavy breathing. You were laying there trying to come back from the high, you looked at Jake his eyes closed, his face still sweaty and red, your eyes moved lower, his chest and stomach are covered with his own cum and he didn't seem to mind.

You chuckled "what?" He asked eyes opening to look at you.

"Look at the mess" you said pointing at his stomach, he sat up a little bit checking it out wanting to say something but he stopped after seeing you crawling, ur hands dropping his body back as u leaned down collecting all the cum that was on his body licking it up making sure to leave no trace behind Jake had to slap himself to see if he was dreaming, his eyes were bulging and his mouth was dry 'fuck you are so sexy y/n" it was too much, too many feelings all at once, it was hard to control the heat pooling in his groin and he can feel himself getting hard again, he let a deep breath out when you stopped to show him the cum u collected before swallowing it.

"Fuck so dirty" he said pulling you for a heated kiss, your tongue battling his for dominance, he was already hard again his body was aching for u and u couldn't help but rub your pussy against his shaft.

"Please" he begged, and as much as u wanted him you were sure that your body can't take anymore, already sore from yesterday and the events that took place minutes ago.

"Next time Jakey" u said pecking his lips and he whined, his hands went down to rub your pussy and u let him, u were sure that you can't do it but a few moments later u were bouncing on his cock again.

-

You sighed after what happened Jake stayed with your for a bit helping you move to the shower wanting to help but u stopped him wanting to relax for few minutes and have an alone time and he nodded pecking ur forehead and leaving. You took longer than intended cleaning your body lazily, you went out expecting to find a mess in ur room, ur robe thrown on the ground along with ur panties and the sheets wrinkled but instead everything was neat your clothes on the basket another sheets on the bed and that alone made your day.

Jake was sweet and caring as always and ur heart ached with guilt, ur mind was still in shock from everything but you didn't have the energy to spend a long time thinking, you dressed up wearing a long blue dress with a small slit on your left leg, drying your hair only with a towel putting on some perfume and walking out. U heard some noises on the living room and u followed finding everyone except from Jake and Siyeon sitting on the table having breakfast

Jay's eyes followed your every move his jaw almost dropping, the sight of your thighs driving him insane and it was so unfair, "wow y/n u look so beautiful" Heeseung said devouring you with his eyes and Joy nodded her head while Sunghoon didn't say a thing his eyes scanning u head to toe while stuffing his mouth with food, Joy pulled the chair next to her patting it for you "come on". She is such a sweetheart and u can't help the smile forming on your lips, you took the seat sitting now between her and Sunghoon and across from Heeseung and Jay, a small groan slipping Jay's lips when he saw u sitting so close to Hoon, his eyes were dark remembering yesterday's night but he wanted to take care of you today not liking how he let u go without helping. He grabbed ur plate putting a big amount of various food and handing it to u making u chuckle "i don't think m gonna be able to finish this but thank u" u said softly making him smile as well "enjoy, u need to regain ur energy".

Joy and Heeseung were talking about something but u can't pay attention u didn't realize how much hungry u re until u had ur first bite of food. "I thought u were going out this morning" Heeseung asked eyes not leaving ur face wondering what kind of excuse u'll make after he woke up to ur moans and you could feel ur cheeks heating up remembering the events that took place just few hours ago, u cleared ur throat shaking ur head "i changed my mind" u replied trying to avoid eye contact and laughing awkwardly afterwards, Heeseung grinned nodding his head pretending to believe u "Ahhh i see" he said. Joy's eyes roamed on the table "Where is Siyeon?" she asked particularly no one and Jay answered "She still have things to do at her house but she'll be back this afternoon"

"Where is Jake?" Sunghoon asked after a while and Jay was the one to answer him again "He left few minutes they called him from work"

U nodded, it was obvious that he didn't want anyone to find out, "How did u sleep last night?" Heeseung asked u and Jay chocked on his drink while you almost spit your food, Sunghoon who was taking a sip of his tea was now coughing loudly, Joy turned to look at him her eyebrows raised "are u ok?" She asked and he gave her a thumbs up eyes watering, Heeseung was laughing at the reaction of everyone his eyes meeting with yours and you could feel the heat on ur cheeks. "Oh my god u look like a tomato" he commented still laughing and u kicked his leg with ur feet under the table so embarrassed wishing that a black hole could swallow u and take u away from this place.

Sunghoon was now smirking loving to see u in that state remembering meeting with you yesterday when u were about to head to ur room after getting out of Jay's room sweating, face flushed and lips swollen ur robe closed messily and ur hair was in a very terrible state, u stopped at ur steps upon noticing his shadow turning to see him in front of you and u really tried to act normal but there was no point of that at that rate, so u just decided to do what u do everytime = running to ur room and die from shame! u hated that it's Sunghoon who caught u all the time and u weren't sure that u'd be able to look at him the next day but u managed to do that somehow. The table went silent again until Heeseung spoke again "i was just asking cuz it was too cold yesterday and the heating system wasn't working for me so i went to ask u if it works for u but u wasn't in ur room"

"Ahh yes" u lied "i was probably in the kitchen i got so thirsty and i didn't bring water to my room before sleeping" u mumbled, ur words beating u making Sunghoon laugh again impressed by ur ability to lie that fast. Heeseung and Jay were grinning knowingly, Joy didn't seem to understand the whole situation but she shrugged continuing what she was doing on her phone. U finished eating not daring to lift ur head again rushing to clean the table and do the dishes and u almost tripped, ur legs still sore from earlier if it wasn't for Sunghoon who catched u his hands around your waist holding you close, he chuckled his lips next to your ear his hot breath tickling you "are u still thirsty?" he whispered making u push him away chewing on ur lips, he chuckled again "just kidding watch out ur steps" he said tickling ur chin and leaving, making u freeze on ur spot questioning wtf was that about before walking out to the kitchen.

Jay followed u the thought of u doing the dishes while obviously looking tired not clicking with him, he insisted to do them instead asking u to have a rest in ur room, u sighed defeated and went back to the living room not wanting to spend ur time alone knowing that u'll just gonna be having unnecessary thoughts so u hopped on the couch laying there next to Joy who was watching some random insta reels and she smiled creating more space for you "what are u watching?" u asked her softly, Joy positioned her phone to match it with ur sight "just some reels" and u nodded watching videos with her while talking about some random stuff, u sighed the mic on ur back making u uncomfortable, "u should sit in the middle" Joy suggested but u shook your head "it's fine" you replied and Joy frowned not satisfied but she didn't say anything.

After some minutes Sunghoon walked to the living room sitting accross from you, his eyes not leaving ur body and u tried not to meet his gaze, his stare was so intense and intimidating and u wished he ignored u like earlier, "y/n" he called your name and ur heart skipped a beat it was probably the first time u heard ur name skip his lips, Joy looked at him raising her eyebrow but watching ur interaction quietly "yes?" u answered voice almost unheard and Sunghoon smiled, he loves when ur all shy and awkward with him, he cleared his throat before speaking "u wanna go on a date with me?" he asked u making ur eyes widen u certainly was not expecting this from him especially and u were wondering for a second if u've heard him correctly "uh?" u managed to let out and Joy couldn't stop herself from giggling next to you, Sunghoon didn't lose his charming smile making ur insides melt not even bothering to repeat his question, u looked at Joy for help, this situation almost awkward, she was smiling at you encouraging you to give him an answer, "umm... sure" u said after some moments, Sunghoon was waiting patiently and he seemed happy with your reply and Joy clapped her hands excitedly "great then it's settled" she said and u could feel yourself drowning, not knowing what to do and what to expect ur face as red as Joy's phone case ur eyes still looking at Sunghoon who didn't drop his smile now smirking at u, his eyes so intense making u question ur respond "i hope i don't regret that" u mumbled only for u to hear.

This part has been sitting in my drafts for a long time sorry :( but yeah this was not how i wrote this part originally nd it really sucks that i didn't save it but yeah hope u enjoy ^^ the next part is gonna be super intense, spoiler: it'll be both Sunghoon and Heeseung focused and oh god this duo is a lot!

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[kingconia]

hello! can i ask for number 1 with leona? thanks 🫶🏾

1. ”I was never a morning person, but then I started waking up to your face and you know... Maybe mornings aren't that bad, after all.”

•

As a prince, Leona should have a strong sense of time, an ability to be always present, when it was required, and the motivation to move forward every single day. But as a lazy cat he truly was, he only wished to dream in peace most of the time, rarely willing to do anything else.

Waking him up was always a hard, impossible even, task. Especially, if it was mornings, when sun only peeked shyly behind the horizont, and air still was chilly, making his comfortable bed even more comfortable.

”You can't want me to wake up in the early mornings for these meetings without having a good reason for it. I don't fucking believe that someone genuinely wants to raise at the same time as birds start whining outside the window,” Leona told his brother once, glaring at him while fighting with yawn.

Farena only smiled.

”I don't know. It is my wife's presence by my side that flame my desire to wake up daily, to witness the—”

”Ugh, shut up.”

Nevertheless, no one dared to annoy Leona with the same topic, when his foot stepped in the NRC. Ruggie did, sometimes, but it was rather fruitless attempts. If Leona wished to participate in something, he would do it himself. Otherwise, nothing and no one could change his rest schedule.

Well, at least, he thought so.

Leona woke up from a slight, very familiar sensation of preparedness. His tail was twitching lazily against silk sheets, while blurry eyes glanced at the window, in the weak attempt to indicate what time it was.

A very early morning.

Leona knew what was the reason of his sudden awakening. Around this time—in five minutes or more—a bell alarm on herbivore's phone will start to ring, trying to wake you up for lessons. And, of course, he couldn't allow that. Just as usual, he was planning to turn it off beforehand, and return to his sleep.

If you want to be present on all lessons, it is your wish, of course. But it didn't mean Leona should agree with that.

With that, Leona faced you, and quietly, careful not to wake you up, stretched his arm to your night-time table, finding your phone quickly.

Your password wasn't by any means hard to crack—well, since you told it to Leona willingly—so he shamelessly unblocked it. Ignoring many unread messages from your classmates, he turned the alarm off, and smiled victoriously.

No morning lessons under his roof.

But suddenly his attempts to return to his original place failed, as you caught him by his arm.

At first, he assumed that you merely woke up, but when you pushed him closer, fingers curling around his biceps, muttering something under your breath, Leona realised that you were still sleeping.

He sighed. In the first time in two months that you shared a bed, he looked at your face under the early morning rays. And as he did, his breathing hitched.

You looked so... Tender. With your usually prefect hair messed up, eyelashes slightly flattering, and lips slightly parted for quiet breaths to leave your mouth, you looked... Contained.

And if you couldn't get cuter, you pressed your cheek to his hot skin, rubbing against it as a cat, even purring shortly.

Leona felt blood raising to his cheeks. Why did he never noticed it before? How the one could be so blind?

Not willing to bother you, Leona slowly laid back on his pillow, scoping you closer. His free hand tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

You groaned, stirring in your sleep as if trying to wake up.

”Sleep, herbivore,” he whispered tensely, and his lips brushed your forehead in a slight panic. ”I am here."

To his luck, you only hummed, continuing your rest.

Leona allowed himself to smile. Why to sleep now, if he had you to look at?

Perhaps, he could understand his brother now...

•

Something was uncharacteristically wrong with Leona Kingscholar, and it was something everyone could tell, starting with you, and finishing with students from Diasomnia.

He started to visit lessons. Even worse, he was present in the morning classes, too.

Shocking. Absolutely shocking.

What could happen so Leona suddenly became so responsible and so eager to participate in classes?

You had no answer for that. But suddenly Leona took a habit of waking up earlier than you, easily agreeing to study with others.

You were speechless. And scared! What if something was wrong with him?

So, you even annoyed Rook with many questions about a nature of lions and their sleep schedule—what? You heard once, that some animals start to sleep worse before their death—but conversation with him ended up being a mess, leaving you with a more questions.

Then, it was time to talk with Leona yourself.

”Are you okay?” You blurted out, all carefully prepared speeches dissolving.

You were in his room, in the deep evening. At this time you started to read together, a few blissful hours of resting, before going to bed.

”Well,” Leona plopped on the edge of his bed, ”the meat in the cafeteria was a pure shit today, but—”

”No, Leona,” you sighed. Stopping in front of him, you tried again. ”Perhaps, something troubles your mind?”

”No?” He frowned. ”Why the fuck would you think that?”

You tried to came up with a delicate answer, but gave up eventually. It was Leona anyway. No need to be overly graceful around him.

”Because a last few weeks your sleeping hours decreased!” You let out a long-drawn sigh. ”Of course, I am super excited about you studying more, don't get me wrong. But it is just... Ugh. When I open my eyes in the morning, you are already awake. So I am asking if you have problems with sleeping. I don't know, maybe nightmares bother you, or your brother—”

Your speech was cut by a sound of loud, thundering laugh. Leona was suddenly quite entertained by your entire monologue as he wheezed, shoulders shaking.

”Herbivore,” he bared his fangs in a smirk, "have someone told you that you are funny?”

”Shut up,” you hissed, annoyed by such reaction.

Before anything else happened, Leona hugged you. His arms wrapped around your curves, and he slowly pulled you closer, between his partied legs. You didn't protest, and so he nuzzled in your stomach, making your irritation shift to a pure adore.

”Yeah, I never was a morning person, but...” His words came out muffled, but you listened to it with a special attention, while your hands smoothed his unruly hair. ”But then, I started waking up to your face.”

You froze as you was expecting everything but this.

”Huh?”

Could Leona really woke up so eagerly simply to... Stare at your face?

”So, I guess, mornings aren't that bad, after all,” He admitted quietly.

You felt the corners of your lips tugging in a wide smile. That was so... So sweet! Leona truly was the gentlest man you had ever know!

”Shut up,” he groaned, clearly embarrassed by his own words.

”I didn't say anything, love,” you laughed, pressing him even closer.

”Yeah, no shit,” he sighed. ”You are literally buzzing with excitement, herbivore.”

Perhaps, you did. But you couldn't help yourself. You start to smooch the top of his head vigorously, and Leona huffed, relaxing in your arms. His tail wrapped around your legs protectively, making you smile even more.

Ah... And what was love if not a lazy cat that was willing to wake up for you every morning, huh?

#leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #leona kingscholar x reader #leona x reader #twst leona

[woncherie]

i sat in my lecture and started daydreaming about scaramouche,, this is what came out. enjoy!!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: afab!reader, no pronouns used, bully!scara, bullying, sub!scara, reader makes him a sub lol, nsfw, alcohol drinking, nsfw under alcohol influence, small mention of drugs, finger sucking, spit play, thigh riding, degradation, blackmail. (please tell me if I missed something)

wc: 2.2k

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

You kneeled on the floor of the campus, hair and clothes wet with some fluid you couldnt specify yourself. it definitely wasn't water. you looked up the windows to the upper floors, seeing a familiar face looking down on you and your now wet books and clothing.

"oops. my mistake." you heard scaramouche yell down to you, his friends also peaking down the window and laughing histerically. obviously, it wasn't a mistake. and he wasn't sorry. he never was.

scaramouche was a fellow student of yours. he was popular, had good grades without even trying, was participating in multiple uni sports clubs and everyone loved him. everyone but you.

its not like you hated him from the beginning. you were indifferent about him, you only heared rumors about him the first year in uni, he was a complete stranger to you. but when he met you for the first time, scaramouche made it his personal goal to destroy you.

you hated him. you hated his ugly face, his annoying laugh, his irritating character, his whole bothersome being.

but why does he hate you? you never treated him wrong, hell, you barely even know him. he just started mistreating you one day without a warning, shoving you around, kicking your books through the hallways, destroying your property and forcing you to do his work.

the second the professor is mentioning a group project he is up your ass, smirking dangerously and making you do all the work. and dont even dare fucking up the project and ruining his grades. "im looking forward to good cooperation.~" was all he always said before never showing up to the projects again.

the bullying continues over a whole year, which made it really hard for you to find friends in the new semester. everyone knew that he has you on his watch, and everyone knows if you are friends with them, he's gonna be up their ass too.

you only found one friend, but he is the best. you didnt need more. he didnt care about the bullying or the "danger" of being close to you.

albedo always helped you with your projects when your very useful partner refused to do his share, which resulted in you always passing and sending in your project before the deadline.

even though the past semester ended some months ago and the new one started, scaramouche and his jerk ass friends didnt let you go (which you prayed for every other night.)

But you didnt want him to destroy your last year at college, you wanted fun, you wanted friends, you wanted a normal college life. you promised yourself to not let him get away with everything again, to fight back.

but somehow, you still sat on the concrete floor, a big puddle of whatever the fuck this fluid is right under you and your books. fuck.

you can't believe that everything is starting all over again. you promised yourself to fight back this time.

the semester just started a week ago, and things didnt change. it frustrated you to no end to just sit there defenseless, but what should you do? stepping up for yourself seemed so much easier in your head.

☆

"Are you coming to the party later tonight?" you heared albedo ask. he laid down on his stomach on your bed, tablet on your pillow, preparing the lectures for the next day.

you went home and skipped your lecture earlier today, showering and drying your hair. whatever scaramouche threw on you smelled like shit, and you didnt want it to stain your clothing.

"are YOU going?" you asked the blonde who seemed to be heads deep into his notes. "usually it's me who forces you to leave your home and meet a few new people.", you teased him.

uni started barely a week ago, therefore semester partys followed right behind. especially at the beginning, where most of the students aren't drowning too much in lab reports, protocols and exams yet.

"yeah, that's why I'm asking you. you didnt mention the party yet, which isn't like you at all."

You sat down next to your door at the plug socket, inserting the airdryer and drying your hair before answering. "The first few parties are the best ones. of course I'm going."

☆

you just arrived with albedo at the party and you two immediately got dragged to the beer pong table by a few friends of him that you barely knew. they usually tried to avoid your presence, but once they are shit ton of drunk, everyone of them becomes your friend as well. it was always like this. you didnt mind it, you were just happy that at least a few people were talking to you.

You enjoyed the first few hours at the party a lot, drinking and playing games, shotting drinks and dancing to the music.

of course, scaramouche and his friends were at the party too, drinking heavily, smoking weed and fighting around. but you didnt care. you ignored them all, immediately leaving the room when they appeared in your view.

You pulled albedos arm and pointed into the kitchen once they headed near you. "let's head there, sucrose and yanfei are there too."

he just nodded and followed you, trying his best to walk properly.

After you shared a few more drinks with your friends, the alcohol did start hitting you properly.

you tried your hardest to ignore scaramouche and his friend group who were partying hard in the living room of the house, standing in the kitchen with albedo and sucrose yourself. where even is he? you thought, not spotting him with the rest of his friends who were all shit ton of drunk, dancing or making out with poor girls from the lower semesters. how pitiful. they didnt know what will happen to them. dont fuck the bad guys, they will drain you mentally and destroy you, only to drop them afterwards like an used tissue.

not that you cared though. you are happy to not see scaramouche ugly face constantly in the crowd of people.

you didnt plan on letting him destroy your last year in college, you will NOT let him destroy you like last year. at least that's what your plan was. somehow he still succeeded in bullying you regularly in the first week of the new semester.

after shotting a few more drinks you lean to albedo who was sitting on your left side, speaking in his ear tipsily. "I need a bit fresh air, ill be going out for a few minutes."

it took albedo quite a few seconds to understand what you said, being more than just a bit woozy himself. "Yeah sure." he answered then.

you stood up and started walking down the hallway towards the door, dodging pissed drunk students left and right. a few of them recognized you, waved and nodded at you, which you always mimiced.

Once you left through the door and stood at the front yard, a cold breeze passed you and you immediately shivered. should've taken a jacket with me. you let your head fall back into your neck, closing your eyes and rubbing your arms to warm yourself up a bit, taking in deep breaths of fresh air. the house really started to smell sweaty and clammy, so the air really made you feel better right now.

Right when you started to enjoy the cold breeze, you hear someone chuckle behind you. "Wow, you really must like me, everywhere i go you are following me." you recognized his voice immediately, sighing slightly annoyed the second you heared him snicker behind you.

You looked over your shoulder, seeing scaramouche leaning against the house wall, a nearly completely smoked cig between his lips, and damn did you curse yourself for checking him out. you hoped he didnt notice.

"Fuck off, im not in the mood." you miffed, leaning your head back once again into your neck.

"The fuck you doing here? shouldnt you be studying in your little room for the next exams? you still have a few protocolls and lab reports of mine to prepare, too." he pushed himself of the wall that he leaned on, dropping the cigarette on the floor and stepping on it before making his way to you, grinning stupidly. You knew he was about to harrass you again.

you started to become mad. more than usual. you didnt know if it was the alcohol that made you more agressive, but you were done with him. you couldnt let him continuously step on you and your dignity, you needed to fight back to get rid of him.

before he even arrived next to you, you turned around and faced him, your hand landing on his face, grabbing it and pushing him against the wall he just walked away from, your hands squishing his cheeks and making his mouth open.

scaramouches eyes widened in shock, not expecting you to get violent, out of all people.

"I told you to fuck off right now, didnt i?" your face came closer to his, feeling your hot breath on his face. "im done playing your stupid games. find yourself another victim." Your nails started digging into his cheeks, making him whine out and moan in pain silently, his eyes never leaving your face, heart beating a bit faster than usual. he didnt even notice the small moan he let out until it was your turn to widen your eyes slightly.

"Did you just-?"

It took him a moment to realise what you were talking about. once he did though, his whole face started getting red, eyes wide in fear and awkwardness. this did not just happen. no way. he panicked, his brain not being able to form complete sentences and finding excuses.

"There is no way.." You started laughing slowly, but louder and louder by every passing second. "Scaramouche? You? A masochist?"

Scaramouche didnt know what to do other than shake his head in denial, eyes tearing up in embarrassment.

"Let go of me." he demanded, heart hammering against his chest, but you only continued laughing. "are you stupid? after all these months of you destroying my life, do you seriously believe im going to just let you go this easily? you fucking slut."

You pushed two of your fingers into his mouth and he couldnt help himself but suck on them obediently. fuck. that's it. he thought. he's done.

but he didnt care. he doesnt know if it was the alcohol and the drugs in his blood, but he leaned into your touch, enjoying the way you degraded him. he didnt even check if there are other people around on the front yard, he didnt care. he just needed your touch.

your own breath started speeding up too, enjoying the view in front of you even more than scaramouche does. "Not so bold now, are you?" you teased him, your left hand supporting your body weight on the wall, caging him in.

scaramouches way of answering was sucking hard on your fingers, swirling his tongue around the digits. your leg settled between his two, and he gave in, sliding down the wall until he sat on your thigh, hard dick pressing on it. you couldn't help but gasp, your grin growing bigger and bigger as he moved his hips on your leg.

"open up." you said after removing your fingers from his mouth, looking at him demandingly. his face was flushed, hair dishelved, pupils widen in lust, no thoughts in his head left. he opened his mouth, waiting nervously about what you are gonna do next.

you took a second and collected spit in your mouth, leaning over his head and letting it drip down into his own. "dont swallow yet." you ordered.

scaramouche stood there, mouth still wide open with your spit on his tongue, dick pulsating in his pants, arms pressed to the wall and you couldnt feel better about the whole situation. "why can't you always be this obedient?" you asked him. "you could've saved me so much harm."

he looked up to you with big eyes, getting more and more impatient. but instead of giving him what he wanted, what he needed, you took your phone out of your pocket and took a quick picture of him in this position.

scaramouche didnt know how fast it happened. was it the alcohol that made him react slower? was he too horny to even say anything until it was too late? he didnt know.

he chocked on the spit and you let go of him, the lack of your touch and the cold wind breeze making him freeze. "Did you just???" he began to ask, but you took a few steps back.

"Dare to come close to me in uni again, and the whole campus will see a picture of their beloved football player being a horny slut on my thigh." you blackmailed him.

Scaramouche couldn't help but open his mouth and close it again continuously, unable to cope with the whole situation right now.

"You dont dare.." he said, trying to threaten you, but you didnt give in.

"Watch me." you said, showing him your middle finger before slowly leaving him behind, quoting him before disappearing completely. "I'm looking forward to good cooperation.~"

☆☆☆

every time I post a fic I have the urge to apologize for my broken english. I hope you still enjoyed it nonetheless!!

#genshin impact #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #scaramouche #sub!scaramouche #dom!reader #scaramouche x reader #scaranation #genshin x reader

[1800-fight-me]

hmmmm what about aemond’s new little wife doesn’t know how to tell him she’s feeling horny so she’s irritated the whole day and he at first thinks he’s done something to upset her but he takes in her flushed face as she’s squirming in her chair at dinner and he’s all like “hmm, i haven’t been doing my duty as a husband, have I?”

Effective Communication

Aemond Targaryen x Petite!Female!Reader

Prequel to Practice Makes Perfect (but can be read without reading that first!)

Rating: E- MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Warnings: Making out, discussions of sex, heavy making out, allusions to sex

Word Count: 1.7k

Synopsis: You've missed your husband's attention and can't quite get up the courage to tell him.

Author’s note: THIS IS A GOD TIER LEVEL PROMPT THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! This sparked so many ideas and so I'm working on I think three other prequels to Practice Makes Perfect to go along with this one!! Thank you so much!!

Aemond Masterlist

It’s been five days. Five days since you’ve had the opportunity to spend any alone time with your husband. 

He was constantly busy with his attendance to his brother the king and the realm’s newest crisis. 

You stayed up each night and waited for him, but he would come back so late that sleep would have you in its grasp by the time he slid into the bed beside you. 

You told him he could wake you up, if he wished, but he reassured you that he didn’t want to bother you and you should get your full night’s sleep even if he couldn’t. He clearly didn’t get your underlying message that you would like him to wake you up, and you were still rather shy about expressing your needs. 

He was gone every morning with a quick kiss to your forehead. 

You groaned in annoyance as you fully woke to an empty bed yet again. 

You marched through the rest of your day, meetings with noble ladies, a walk through the gardens with Helaena, party planning with Alicent, all of it you tolerated rather than enjoyed as you usually do. 

You were terrible at masking your irritation and all day you dealt with questions. 

“Are you alright, Princess?” “Are you upset, dear?” “Have I done something to offend?” 

Your reputation as kind and sweet worked against you when you were obviously upset. 

You were sick of feeling such frustration and you racked your brain to determine the cause of it. You were not in the phase of your cycle that causes irritation, you weren’t hungry, and you didn’t have a headache. 

You rolled your eyes at yourself as you realized the reason. You had a deficiency in your husband’s attention. For someone still so new to sex, you had grown used to your husband joining himself with you each night in the months you’d been wed, and anything less that daily felt unbearable. 

That night was the weekly family dinner that Alicent enforced. 

When your lady’s maid dressed you for dinner you fidgeted enough that she huffed in irritation as you thought of finally seeing Aemond.  

“What is wrong, my lady?” 

“Nothing,” you muttered. 

A pageboy knocked on the door and when you gave him permission to enter he let you know that your husband would have to meet you at dinner rather than escort you due to a meeting going long. 

“Ugh. Wonderful,” you snapped back at him. 

You had hoped to at least have a moment alone with Aemond before dinner. 

He visibly blanched at your sharp tone. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry. Thank you for delivering the message,” you said and he nodded and left. 

You sighed and placed your head in your hands. 

“Perhaps you should talk about what is bothering you,” your lady’s maid suggested as she finished helping you get ready. 

“No, I’m alright,” you mumbled. 

She looked at you like she didn’t quite believe you but didn’t want to push it and finished her task in silence. 

You made your way towards the royal dining room and with soft, not quite genuine smiles, you greeted everyone and sat down. 

Everyone was present besides Aemond and Aegon. 

Alicent chit chatted with you and Helaena, though you participated in the conversation less than the two of them. 

Finally the doors opened and you looked up eagerly. 

You sighed when it was only Aegon. 

He took the seat to the right of you, Helaena on his other side.

He greeted his wife before he turned to you. 

“Hello, sister,” he said and you glared at him. 

“How is it that you made it here before Aemond?” you asked bluntly. 

He laughed in surprise at your surly mood and then the doors opened once again. 

You sighed in relief this time as your gorgeous husband strode in. 

He smirked at the awed expression on your face as your breath was taken away by his handsomeness. 

He crossed the room in quick strides and soon took his seat next to you. 

“Hello, little wife,” he purred as he pressed his lips to your cheek. 

It took all your self control not to throw yourself in his lap and press your lips to his. 

“Hello, dear husband,” you breathed out as you were lost in his gaze. 

Alicent called everyone’s attention and said a prayer before the food was brought in. 

Honestly, Aemond was not ever very physically affectionate in front of other people, so you weren’t sure why you expected it, but you grew more upset that he made no efforts to touch you when he sat so close. 

He spoke to you softly a few times but you mostly gave him short answers or ‘mhm’d’ in agreement with his words. 

It was unfair how good he looked. You wanted to tangle your fingers in his hair. You wanted to yank his lips down to yours. You wanted to bite his neck and hear the way it always made him groan. 

You were already practically dripping with need. 

When Aegon made another unseemly joke you couldn’t hold yourself back as you scoffed and rolled your eyes. 

Aegon looked at you in surprise at your obvious attitude and then made eye contact with Aemond, and looked at him like you were crazy, which only made you more angry. 

You opened your mouth, to say something you would most likely regret but Aemond laid his arm across the back of your seat and you turned towards him. 

He leaned in to whisper in your ear and you tensed at his proximity. 

It is true that Aegon was often irritating, but it was not common for you to be so vocal about your annoyance. 

“Where is my sweet wife?” Aemond asked and his breath tickled your ear and caused a shiver to run down your spine. 

“I-“ 

“Tell me what is wrong,” he commanded, though his voice was still soft. 

You felt a wave of desire to please him flow through you. 

You turned your head and your eyes met his. Though your gaze flickered to his lips as he wet them with his tongue. 

His eye widened slightly with realization. 

He smirked as he looked you up and down and took in your flustered state. 

“Are you irritated because of me?” he surmised. 

You squirmed in your seat and bit your lip as you looked at him. 

“I have neglected my husbandly duties as of late, haven’t I?” he purred with a smirk. 

You nodded as you watched him wide eyed. 

His smile was mischievous and triumphant as he pinned you to the spot with his gaze. 

He turned away from you. 

“Mother, my wife is not feeling well. We shall have to take our leave early,” he said. 

You breathed out a sigh of relief. 

She expressed concern but he brushed her off as he took your hand and led you to stand. 

You said quick goodbyes and he let you out of the hall with a hand on your waist. 

He led you towards your shared rooms, but abruptly pulled you into a dark hallway. 

“Aemond!” you squeaked in surprise. 

“Quiet,” he growled and his lips were on yours. 

He devoured you. 

Passionately and fervently his lips moved against yours as he gripped you tightly. 

It seemed you were not the only desperate one after such an extended period of not feeling one another’s touch. 

His mouth opened slightly and as you followed his lead, his tongue brushed against yours. 

You moaned. 

He pulled back from you with a hand softly placed on your jaw and throat. 

“You do not wish for others to hear us, do you little wife?” he whispered. 

You shook your head as you stared at him with wide eyes. 

His lips curved into a smirk once more and you yearned to press your lips to his again. 

“Are you so desperate for me that you would let me take you right here where anyone could walk past?” 

You whimpered in embarrassment and desire. You slipped your hands beneath his coat and wiggled underneath leather and buckles until at last you could feel his warm skin. 

He tilted your chin up with a finger and pressed his lips to the sensitive skin of your neck. 

You shivered in desire. 

“I want to hear you say it,” he murmured against your skin. 

“Yes, husband, I- I want you now,” you gasped. 

His teeth grazed your skin and your gasp turned into a moan when he bit down. 

“Well this is an unexpected sight,” a loud voice interrupted the two of you. 

You squealed in embarrassment and Aemond helped you hide yourself behind his body as he turned and glared at his brother. 

Aegon laughed in amusement. 

“I thought you were feeling ill,” he teased as he leaned to the side to see around Aemond’s body and make eye contact with you. 

Your face was hot with embarrassment and shame. 

“Leave her alone, Aegon. She does not need your teasing,” your husband ordered. 

“Yes, I can see she has her hands full with you,” Aegon mused. 

“Oh gods,” you groaned in mortification and he laughed once again. 

“We are leaving,” Aemond huffed as he reached behind himself and grabbed your hand. He shoved his shoulder roughly against Aegon’s as he walked past him. 

You avoided Aegon’s cocky and all too amused gaze. 

“Goodnight!” he called out as the two of you walked away. 

Once you finally reached your chambers and the door was safely shut behind you, you covered your face with your hands. 

“That might be the worst thing that has ever happened to me,” you groaned. 

Aemond chuckled, “Then you have led a very fortunate life, my love.” 

You huffed.

“Aemond,” you protested and he chuckled once more. 

He gently tugged your hands from your face and peered at you with love and amusement. 

“It is alright, little wife. It was only Aegon, but I know how shy you are about such things. I will talk to him and threaten his life if he ever dares to speak of it to anyone, would that make you feel better?” 

You nodded. 

“Good,” he said and pressed his lips to your once again. 

Your desires were quickly ignited once again as a wave of his fire and passion came over you. 

And finally, after five excruciating days, your husband fulfilled every desire you had for him.

#aemond targaryen #house of the dragon #hotd #aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen x you #aemond targaryen smut #aemond targaryen x wife!reader #aemond targaryen x y/n #aemond targaryen x petite!reader #aemond targaryen x female!reader #aemond targaryen fanfic #house of the dragon fanfic

[osamusriceballs]

Kinktober Day 23 <3

Kuroo x camsex

Warnings: NSFW, fem reader

Words: ~ 1,6 k

Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day

"Just like that, you're doing so well, my pretty girl."

You almost can't believe how calmly he's talking to you while he's steadily pumping his hard cock on the other side of the screen. You can see it glisten with precum, even in the dimly lit room, the tip slightly flushed as he keeps on stroking himself at a slow pace. Your own fingers are busy with your nipples, twitching them and kneading your tits thoroughly, just as he told you to do. Your legs are spread widely in front of the camera, your slick glistening in the soft light of your bedroom. Seeing yourself on the screen had made you feel slightly embarrassed at first, but you quickly found yourself enchanted by his seductive grin the way he's sweet-talking you.

A deep breath leaves your lips as you keep on touching yourself, your chest arching against your hands while you keep on brushing over the hard buds ever so softly, the increasing sensitivity making you shiver with even the faintest touch.

You take in the sight of him, of his bare chest and toned thighs, his body formed to perfection from not only going to the gym, but also the volleyball matches that he's still participating in occasionally. His soft hazel eyes are slightly widened, showing how much he concentrates on you in this moment, not allowing himself to miss even a second of this. His muscles are tense and a thin coat of sweat is forming on his forehead under his messy raven hair- and he looks devilishly handsome like this. The slight pink covering his cheeks and his ears make him look adorable at the same time, and you moan his name while you press your tits together.

His eyes immediately dart to your face at the sound, and your cheeks heat up at the intensity of his gaze. He looks like he wants to devour you, and you would let him do it without a doubt.

"Stop."

The word leaves his lips firmly, and you hold your breath while you pause your movements, your hands motionlessly resting on your breasts. Your chest heaves deeply with every single breath while you keep watching him, anticipation rushing through your body and making you feel dizzy.

His own hand pauses too, slightly squeezing his large cock, the veins on his hands protruding while he does so. You can basically see him twitch, knowing that he is sensitive too at this point. "Hands off." His voice is low when he speaks, but the lazy grin is still adorning his lips while you remove your hands slowly from your body. He takes a deep breath, watching how you impatiently shift on the bed on your side of the screen, aching to get some relief. You know that you're soaked at this point, your body aching for his touch, but you know better than to disobey his words. He'll only get back to you once you see him in person, and if you learned anything about Kuroo Tetsurou by now, it is that he can be very creative with his idea of how to bring you to mind-losing pleasure until you can't take no more.

He slowly starts pumping his cock again, his hand effortlessly moving up and down with precise movements that make him twitch. "Tell me what you'd like to do." His hooded dark eyes trail down your body and make you feel so deliciously exposed to him. "Wanna put my fingers inside, Tetusrou-" you whine and keep your eyes on the way he steadily pumps his cock, and you wish you could feel him inside, feeling the veins of his cock against your walls and how he would be so, so deep inside of you, stuffing you full and making you feel so good when you slam down on his cock and ride him.

"Then ask for permission nicely. Like a big girl." The shit-eating grin on his face tells you that he knows exactly what he's doing to you but you can't deny the effect he has on you. You tremble at his words, not even hesitating for a second before you reply. "Please, Tetsurou, please- I want to touch myself. Can I, please?" Your hands grab the sheets tightly, your heart pounding fast in your chest as you wait for him to answer. You know that the desperation is clear on your face, but you just felt so good- you just need more.

"Hmm. Go on then, baby. Touch your clit." He slowly nods, and you finally bring one hand between your legs, your fingers parting your folds and moving to your clit just as he said. You sigh in relief, your thighs trembling while you rub circles around it, every single touch making you feel so good. "Harder." You increase the pressure of your fingers and rub harder, moaning softly while you squirm on the bed. "Feel so empty, Tetsurou, please, wanna put them inside." You sound so deliciously desperate in his ears and he nods approvingly which makes you sigh in relief. Your fingers find your entrance, and you waste no time to push them inside, gasping for air when they slide inside so easily.

"Push your fingers deeper inside. Curl them." He calmly instructs. Only the way his hand starts to move faster, a little erratic, shows how close he is too. You moan, his name leaving your lips in such a sweet way, sounding like a prayer to him- and he mentally thanks himself for asking for your permission to record this beforehand. The way he is able to coax these sweet noises from you without even touching you is surely feeding his ego. You pant at this point, sweat forming on your body while you thrust your fingers and watch him tremble while he pumps his cock at a rough pace the sight on the screen making you feel even more hot and bothered. You curl your fingers again, your eyes almost falling close from the pleasure, but you want to see him, want to see how he can't tear his eyes from you, how his muscles tense because he aches to touch you, how he loses control because of you. It feels so good, so good, your body so ready to let go, ready to reach your high-

"C'mon, now make yourself cum. Be my good little girl and give daddy a show."

His voice is like honey and the effect of his grin and the nickname makes you almost go feral. You rub your palm harder against your clit and push your fingers deeper, desperately reaching for the spot that Kuroo always finds so effortlessly. "Tetsurou-" you whine, louder and louder, the sound of your moans and your fingers thrusting inside your pussy filling the room. You imagine it were his fingers inside of you instead of yours, curling, filling you up, and his palm pressing against your clit- and your movements get faster, more desperate, until you feel your walls squeezing your fingers, pulsing around them while you press against your clit, grinding against your hand in your haze. Your eyes barely catch how Kuroo cums too his hand holding his cock still while he does, ropes of white liquid running down his fingers while your name and some moans leave his lips.

Your fingers come to halt eventually, your palm not pressing against your sensitive clit anymore, and you slowly pull your fingers out, your arousal heavily coating your fingers. Kuroo deeply exhales, carelessly cleaning his hand with his discarded shirt before he runs his other hand through his hair.

"You look so pretty right now, angel. Wish you were here so that I could hold you."

He looks longingly at the screen, and you hum approvingly. What would you give to have him right next to you. "I miss you too. When will you be back?" You reach for a blanket on your bed to wrap it around you, a soft smile on your lips while you watch him putting on a pair of sweatpants on your screen. You've gotten so used to seeing him in suits and tie lately that seeing him in sweatpants does something to you.

"Just one more week, baby. One week and then I can fuck you until you can't walk anymore." He grins proudly at the last words, and a shiver of excitement runs down your neck when you think about the last time you were separated and he really fucked you until your body couldn't handle more.

"Oh? Excited already, baby?" His eyes sport a mischievous glint when he observes your reaction, and you feel the heat in your cheeks like you've been just caught doing something forbidden. You only nod while you stare at him on your screen, glad that you're recording this too to savor the sight of him when he's radiating happiness and relaxed vibes in his afterglow.

"It's fine, baby, don't be shy on me now. Not when I just saw how you shamelessly buried your fingers in your beautiful pretty pussy-" You cover your face and whine at his words, and he laughs at your reaction.

"If that already got you flustered, then I wonder how you'll react when I watch the tape with Kenma."

Your jaw drops at his words- "You will not!"

"Why not, baby? He's got all the equipment for a good movie night. I'm sure he would appreciate the sight too. And you made such pretty noises for me, it would be selfish not to share them."

He leans back, his posture still fully relaxed while he keeps his eyes on you, enjoying how easily he manages to get you flustered.

"If you show him that video, I'll not let you touch me for a whole month after you return from your business trip, leave alone have sex with me." His eyes widen at the sudden threat and he is quick to soothe you with his words.

"Don't worry, it's just for us. I promise. But when I come home, you'll let me kiss you, okay?" He looks adorable while he waits for your answer, and you can't help but to softly smile at him.

"And then we can make another video."

#haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #kuroo #kuroo smut #kuroo x reader #I'm so so late T.T #sorry for that >.< #ANYWAYS! <3 #I hope you'll enjoy this! <3 #feel hugged when you read this <3 #kuroo is such a hottie #wouldn't be able to keep my hands off him

[bubuslutty]

You're upset, darling?

pairing: platonic gn!reader x ghost x soap x price

word count: 1.4k

tags: angst with comfort, depression, episodes, no use of y/n, 3rd person pov, reader is mostly refered to as darling + they/them pronouns

warning: mention of suicide, not in detail tho but still (let me know if I missed anything)

summary: 141's darling has episodes where they feel like shit and how they spend their day in the base with those feelings, and how the guys comfort them.

a/n: I wanted to add könig, horangi and gaz but I was too tired to keep writing so I only wrote abt these three. this is very much based on my personal experience. I'm also undiagnosed so I might not use certain terms.

Sometimes 141's darling has days where they're down and very upset. It's normal, they think, everyone must have days where they don't feel entirely themselves, right? it's totally normal and very human, they believe.

At first, when they were upset, nobody would notice, because no matter how they felt, they always did the same things as they always do, if not a bit slower than usual.

They would shower, groom their hair, wash their clothes, clean their room and attend all activities with the other guys. They would even sleep their full hours, uninterrupted, and finish all of their food, rarely missing a meal.

But all of that feels robotic. An attempt to seem normal, to seem fine. When in reality, they feel gray on the inside. Dead. a walking corpse. A heaviness that settles in their chest like a rock. Sitting there, unmoving.

And more often than not, they wouldn't know why they're so upset, so down and dead and just not themselves. They might as well be in a coma because nothing feels real during those days.

Then they would be forgetful, less talkative, and their face would drop, drained out of any light and animated expressions they usually wear. They would laugh along to jokes that aren't even funny, to keep anyone from noticing that there's something wrong, that they're wrong.

But they couldn't keep having their episodes unnoticed. They're not sure who noticed first, out of 141, but they do remember how Soap would look at them. How even when he's talking and laughing loudly, he would glance at them, to study their reaction and face. But he wouldn't say anything, not yet at least.

He would then drag them with him as much as he can, and not necessarily make them speak, because he notices their silence, and the discomfort that would appear in their face when they're made to speak and actively participate in a conversation when they're not obligated to. He would fill in the space, with his chatter, but it would not be as loud, softer, a comforting murmur, a nice sound to focus on when they can't make themselves stop falling inside their head.

And then darling would lean against his side when they're sitting down and he's sketching on his knees, still talking and filling in the air. And he would wrap an arm around them and squeeze, his body heat comforting and welcome in those gray days. And when darling has to be somewhere without Soap, he would give them a much needed tight hug, all warm and big and long and soft.

"You'll be alright."

They find themselves hanging out with the 141 guys more often during their episodes. And Ghost is no exception. No matter what anyone says about the man's personality, whether he's cold hearted, emotionally unavailable or just straight out a bastard, they would never get it right, never, nobody knows him as much as he knows himself. But he does let out bits and pieces of himself to his mates. Because he trusts them.

Darling would be sitting next to Ghost, without saying a single word while he's cleaning his guns in similar silence. The only sound that could be heard is their breathing and Ghost's hands working on cleaning his weapons. But then darling did break their silence once, they don't know what urged them to open their mouth and speak, but they did.

"Thank you for being my friend."

Ghost's hands froze, and he just kept staring down at his guns when he lifted his head and looked to the side at the sergeant sitting next to him.

"Sergeant, are you suicidal?"

Darling was slightly taken back by the bold question. But that was Ghost for you. Asking direct questions when it mattered. Darling didn't take offense to his question but simply shook their head, "Negative, sir."

Ghost kept staring at them silently and reached out for their hand, gripping it and squeezing it in his gloved hands. Darling smiled a bit and didn't say anything after that, nor did Ghost.

Darling doesn't know if their words freaked their lieutenant out or not, but he did mention their very short conversation to their captain, John Price.

"Sergeant, I need you in my office, now."

Darling was a bit confused, raking their mind over any mistakes they did, or said anything wrong to anybody. And were even more confused when they couldn't think of anything they've done.

"You're not in trouble." John said as soon as they entered his office and sank down on the chair in front of his desk. Darling fidgeted with their fingers, unable to just sit still under Price's gaze.

John Price was the only man on base that Darling disliked interacting with during their episodes while simultaneously yearning for his attention and approval. His eyes could see everything, he knew everything.

They didn't like to be weak in front of Price. They don't like how easy it is for him to see and understand them. Even if it is one of the most relieving feelings in the world. It was scary. To face a man who could read you and so easily pin your vulnerabilities.

"Lieutenant Ghost told me what you said earlier today. He's worried about you and wanted me to check on you." Price said, arms crossed and leaning against his desk, staring down at them with a steady gaze.

He went straight to the point, no wasting time or breath.

Darling opened and immediately closed their mouth, unable to form a sentence or pick what to say, their mind was reeling and they had the urge to just spill everything to the man.

He does that to them, makes them want to lay out everything they are and stand naked in front of him and let him see every scar, every mole, every dip, every swell and every pore.

"Talk to me, honey." He said, so gently when he kneeled next to them, that it choked up Darling's throat.

Their eyes immediately blurred with tears, their breathing picking up and now heaving, struggling to breath.

"Breathe, aye?" Price said.

And it was as simple as that. Breathing. Breathing for their captain.

He wanted them to breathe? They will, with no question.

They're not sure if it's just his rank that makes them more obedient, more willing to obey and trust blindly. But they're too afraid to think too much about it. They're afraid they'll find a hidden layer under it.

"I- I feel useless. I feel lost and confused. I feel sick in my heart. I'm not happy, and I don't know why. And I want to be happy, to not feel like I'm not myself anymore. I want to feel good. I want to be good."

And just like that they spilled like an overflowing glass of milk.

Price's gaze softened even more, and he placed a big rough warm hand on their thigh, "Darling," He said and their heart jumped in their chest.

"With all due respect, you're not useless. If you were, I'm scared to think of what that would make us." He said, voice all deep and warm.

Darling cracked a small smile, looking at him with their hands on their lap and staring at him with big eyes, shiny and begging for praise and reassurance.

"You're more than enough, love. It's alright to feel like shite, but what's not alright is you keeping your hurt to yourself and making yourself sick with it. Talk to me, talk to us, you're safe. You're safe and good. You're so good."

A tear spilled down their cheek, staring at Price with their heart beating faster than a horse in their chest, their body heating up and feeling all warm and fuzzy and so loved they could suffocate with it.

"Come here." Price said before dragging his sergeant by the arms to engulf them in a big warm hug. His scratchy beard was pressed against their temple. But they didn't mind. Their captain smelled like cologne, mint and tobacco, but they didn't mind either. His grip on their body was tight, but they also didn't mind. Because their captain was good, solid, a constant force, safe and warm and understanding.

And that heavy stone that lodged in their chest was finally lifted and they could breathe again. They know this won't somehow heal them. To think so would be foolish and a joke. But this felt good nonetheless.

Their captain knows they will have their episodes, maybe not as often, maybe more often, who knows. But what he does know is that he'll set up a private therapist for them. And he'll make sure to remind Darling that they're part of 141. They're part of them, and they don't have to act as if they're fine, it's okay to be vulnerable, because they'll protect them, keep them safe from bad thoughts just like how they protect them from bloodthirsty enemies and bullets.

#cod mw2 #cod mw2 x reader #captain john price x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #soap x reader #johnny mactavish #johnny soap mactavish x reader #ghost angst #soap angst #john price angst #cod mw2 ghost #cod mw2 fanfic #cod mw2 fluff #ghost x gn reader #soap x gn reader #john price x gn reader #bubuslutty writes

[darkacua]

Weird headcanons of the guys that are just hanging around in my head:

Yuu

They can be very good on instruments, but they sound like a dying animal begging for God's mercy when they sing. Sadly for our freshman group, they love to go to karaoke.

They can't ride skates. You won't find someone with worse balance than them.

There is an eternal discussion about whether he is a girl disguised as a boy or just a very effeminate boy. Ruggie has a lot of money attached to Yuu being a boy and constantly begs him to tell him that's the truth.

Grimm

He is allergic to peaches, they discovered it when they put him on a diet for having gained 4 kilos in a week. Use this as an excuse for not eating healthy.

Somehow, he's good at origami. He surprises many with his paper cranes.

Riddle

He wears braces, hardly anyone notices them because he rarely smiles in front of someone he doesn't consider his friend.

He likes to make collages with papers that are no longer of use to him or someone else. Her favorite is one of a rose that she made from history notes for a subject that was taken out of the syllabus.

Trey

Can't weave even if his life depends on it. He tried, thought it would be cute to make some place mats to put his baked goods on, but failed miserably.

He tends to hum a lot when he's baking. Has a specific tune for each dessert he makes.

Cater

He usually wakes up on the opposite side from which he falls asleep. He moves and kicks so much that it's impossible to share a bed with him without getting hurt.

Hates talking to his sisters on the phone because they always end up complaining about their exes.

Ace

He has the palate of a 5-year-old. If there are no burgers and fries or nuggets on the menu, he simply won't eat anything.

Can't whistle. He would say yes, but if you ask him for a demo he will fake an urgency and run off.

Deuce

He called Professor Trein dad on one occasion. Trein didn't say anything for a good 5 minutes and poor Deuce wanted to jump out of the window in embarrassment.

It is the teachers' favorite. He's not the smartest, but he's one of the few students who really tries to pay attention in class.

He cried like a baby the first night at NRC over the fact that he left his mother home alone. He didn't calm down until I called him around 3 in the morning.

Leona

He has slammed himself into a glass door at least 2 times for being more asleep than awake while skipping class.

Although he does not like vegetables or greens, he is a keen lover of fruits in any type of presentation. He almost bites Ruggie when he tried to steal his mango milkshake.

Ruggie

Have had lice more times than he can remember. You know he got them again when he completely shaves his head.

The first time he ate at NRC he cried. He cried because for the first time in a long time he wasn't hungry after eating and because it was unfair that his grandmother couldn't enjoy that privilege.

Jack

Didn't believe Ace about Riddle's rages until he saw them for the first time. Now he fears him as much as he respects him.

Firmly believes that if he doesn't exercise for a day, all his performance will go down the drain. He tried to go to training once with a bent ankle.

Azul

It's a mama's boy. They talk to each other every day and even have video calls scheduled on the weekends for her mother to give him business advice, sometimes his stepfather participates.

He had a lot of trouble adjusting to the surface air. Occasionally he still has trouble breathing, especially in places with a lot of dust or dirt in the air.

Jade

Has costumes of all kinds in his closet, from the most common to the most extravagant and bizarre one can imagine. He has used each of them on at least one occasion and won't tell anyone why or where.

He likes to talk to Silver about the mushrooms that can be found in the forest, he treasures one that was given to him by one of Silver's rabbit friends.

Floyd

It is lightweight. One drink of alcohol and he's dead to the world.

He joined all the clubs (excluding Jade and Malleus) for at least a week. He got bored with everyone and is only in Basketball because he was given the ultimatum that he will no longer be allowed to join anyone else if he gets out of it.

Kalim

All of his siblings are from different mothers and many of them do not officially consider themselves to be members of the Al-Asim family. He completely ignores this and treats all of them the same.

On one occasion a business associate of his father called one of his sisters a whore and Kalim almost beat the man to death. It was the first and last time anyone saw him get into a physical altercation with such intensity. He has also thrown out many party guests for such comments towards his siblings and their respective mothers.

His hair color is the cause of Marie Antoinette syndrome.

Jamil

Because of him there is a massive fumigation in Scarabia once every two months.

Secretly hates Vil's food so much that he gave him a recipe book along with a set of spices.

He has a large scar on the palm of his hand from an assassination attempt.

Vil

He sets aside a couple of hours a week for his “stress deportation” session, taking pictures of the people who have pissed him off that week and throwing darts at them.

Vil indeed knows his mother. He met her at the age of 15 and she tried to emotionally blackmail Vil for money, his father placed a restraining order after that day towards the woman.

Rook

He loves his family more than anyone can imagine. Once one of his younger brothers came back pretty beaten up by a bully and Rook went to said bully's house to "talk" to him. The boy and his family moved within a week.

Will go out with anyone who asks him to, his motto is that anyone can be the ideal. Whether the relationship lasts more than a week is another story.

His family nicknamed him “Macaron le glouton” because more than once he was caught eating the cookies and cakes they had stored in the middle of the night.

Epel

He has a recurring dream in which he is on a raft along with a zebra, an astronaut, and a ballet dancer. He always wakes up scared and without understanding the dream.

He firmly believes that it shouldn't look bad to hit an old man, if you make fun of him he'll punch you in the house he doesn't care how old you are.

Idia

Tried to crash some women-only event for some kind of collectible figurine. He was discovered instantly and kicked out.

He's totally gone on a personal hunger strike because some anime/manga doesn't have the ending he wants. Ortho always ends up breaking down the door to force him to eat.

Once a girl he met online confessed to him and asked him to be her boyfriend. He instantly blocked it because he thought it was a scam.

Ortho

He has at least three certificates and trophies as a winner of cosplay contests. They are contests that he did not sign up for and he was not wearing a cosplay.

Once tried to eat something out of curiosity as to what the act of chewing and swallowing would be like. It took 4 days to get all the food residue out of his system and gears.

Malleus

Its body is covered in dark green scales, almost reaching black. They don't sting or anything, but sometimes they get caught in his clothes and it's hard to get them off without hurting him.

It has eaten 3 cell phones. This was a method of revenge against Lilia.

Lilia

He often has a nightmare in which Silver's biological family shows up to take him away, leaving him completely alone in his cabin. He always ends up sneaking into his son's room to calm his nerves when he wakes up from this nightmare.

More than once he has bumped into random women who end up slapping him even if he doesn't talk to them. Whenever this happens, he reminds the Diasomnia group that they should end their love affairs correctly and not make careless promises about getting married.

Silver

Another guy who wears braces. Sebek's father put them on because his mouth looked like a shark's with how crowded his teeth were. He always receives a star sticker on his visits for being a very calm patient.

He has calluses on his hands from his practice with the sword.

He has so little interaction with women that prior to joining NRC his only female acquaintances were Mrs. Zigbolt and Sebek's sister. So at the first event where girls showed up at school he just didn't know how to interact with any of them.

Sebek

As a baby he had a wooden stick which he bit when his teeth barely came out. He has it in storage and still uses it when he is stressed.

His appetite isn't hereditary or something fairies have, he's just a glutton and has a fast metabolism.

His horse threw him many times because he scared him with his screams.

He'll never admit it but Riddle terrifies him when he has a fit of rage. This fear only increased when the latter had to be electrocuted TWICE in order to kidnap him in chapter 6.

Español bajo el corte

Headcanons extraños de los chicos que solo estan por ahi dando vueltas en mi cabeza:

Yuu

Puede ser muy bueno con los instrumentos, pero suena como un animal moribundo rogando por la misericordia de Dios cuando canta. Tristemente para nuestro grupo de primer año, le encanta ir al karaoke.

No pueden andar en patines. No encontrarás a alguien con peor equilibrio que ellos.

Hay una discusión eterna sobre si el una chica disfrazada de chico o solo un chico muy afeminado. Ruggie tiene mucho dinero puesto en que Yuu es un chico y le ruega constantemente que diga que esa es la verdad.

Grimm

Es alérgico a los duraznos, lo descubrieron cuando lo pusieron a dieta por haber subido 4 kilos en una semana. Usa esto como excusa para no comer saludable.

De alguna forma, es bueno con el origami. Sorprende a muchos con sus grullas de papel.

Riddle

Usa frenos, casi nadie los nota porque rara vez sonríe frente a alguien que no considere su amigo.

Le gusta hacer collages con papeles que ya no son de ayuda para él o para alguien más. Su favorito es uno de una rosa que hizo con los apuntes de historia de un tema que fue sacado del plan de estudios.

Trey

No puede tejer aunque su vida dependa de ello. Lo intentó, pensó que sería lindo hacer unos manteles en los que poner sus productos horneados, falló miserablemente.

Suele tararear mucho cuando está horneando. Tiene una melodía específica para cada postre que hace.

Cater

Suele despertar del lado contrario al que se duerme. Se mueve y patalea tanto que es imposible compartir una cama con él sin salir herido.

Detesta hablar con sus hermanas por teléfono porque siempre terminan quejándose de sus ex parejas.

Ace

Tiene el paladar de un niño de 5 años. Si en el menú no hay hamburguesas con papas o nuggets el simplemente no comerá nada.

No puede silbar. Él diría que sí, pero si le pides una demostración fingirá una urgencia y saldrá corriendo.

Deuce

Llamó al profesor Trein papá en una ocasión. Trein no dijo nada por unos  buenos 5 minutos y el pobre de Deuce quería saltar de la ventana por la vergüenza.

Es el favorito de los profesores. No es el más listo, pero es uno de los pocos alumnos que realmente intentan prestar atención a las clases.

Lloro como un bebe la primera noche en NRC por el hecho de que dejó a su madre sola en casa. No se calmó hasta que le marcó alrededor de las 3 de la mañana.

Leona

Se ha estampado al menos 2 veces con una puerta de cristal por estar más dormido que despierto mientras se saltaba las clases.

Si bien no le gustan los vegetales o verduras, es un amante vivido de las frutas en cualquier tipo de presentación. Casi muerde a Ruggie cuando este intentó robarse su batido de mango.

Ruggie

Ha tenido piojos más veces de las que puede recordar. Sabes que volvió a tenerlos cuando se rapa por completo la cabeza.

La primera vez que comió en NRC lloró. Lloro porque por primera vez en mucho tiempo no se quedó con hambre después de comer y por lo injusto que era que su abuela no pudiera disfrutar de ese privilegio. 

Jack

No le creía a Ace acerca de los ataques de ira de Riddle hasta que los vio por primera vez. Ahora le teme tanto como lo respeta.

Cree firmemente que si no hace ejercicio un día todo su rendimiento se irá al caño. Intento ir a entrenar una vez con un tobillo doblado.

Azul

Es un niño de mamá. Se hablan todos los días e incluso tienen videollamadas programadas los fines de semana para que su madre le de consejos de negocios, a veces su padrastro participa.

Tuvo muchos problemas para adaptarse al aire de la superficie. De vez en cuando aún tiene problemas para respirar, sobre todo en lugares con mucho polvo o tierra en el aire.

Jade

Tiene disfraces de todo tipo en su armario, desde los más comunes hasta los más extravagantes y extraños que uno se pueda imaginar. Ha usado cada uno de ellos en al menos una ocasión y no le dirá a nadie porque o en donde.

Le gusta hablar con Silver sobre los hongos que se pueden encontrar en el bosque, atesora uno que le dio uno de los conejos amigos de Silver

Floyd

Es de peso ligero. Un trago de alcohol y está muerto para el mundo.

Se unió a todos los clubes (excluyendo los de Jade y Malleus) por lo menos una semana. Se aburrió de todos y solo está en el de Basquetbol porque le dieron el ultimatum de que ya no se le permitirá unirse a ningún otro si se salía de este.

Kalim

Todos sus hermanos son de diferentes madres y muchos de ellos no se consideran oficialmente como miembros de la familia Al-Asim. Él ignora por completo esto y los trata a todos por igual.

En una ocasión un socio de negocios de su padre llamó a una de sus hermanas puta y Kalim casi mata al hombre a golpes. Fue la primera y última vez que alguien lo vio entrar en un altercado físico con tanta intensidad. También ha echado a muchas invitadas de reuniones por ese tipo de comentarios hacia sus hermanos y sus respectivas madres.

Su color de cabello es causa del síndrome de Maria Antonieta.

Jamil

Por él hay una fumigación masiva en Scarabia una vez cada dos meses.

Odio secretamente tanto la comida de Vil que le regaló un libro de recetas junto con un conjunto de especias.

Tiene una gran cicatriz en la palma de la mano de un intento de asesinato.

Vil

Tiene apartado un par de horas a la semana para su sesión de “expulsión de estrés”, toma fotografías de las personas que lo han hecho enojar esa semana y les lanza dardos. 

Vil de hecho si conoce a su madre. La conoció a los 15 años y está trató de chantajear emocionalmente a Vil por dinero, su padre puso una orden restrictiva después de ese día hacia la mujer.

Rook

Ama a su familia más de lo que alguien se pueda imaginar. Una vez uno de sus hermanos menores regresó bastante golpeado por un matón y Rook fue hasta la casa de dicho matón para “hablar” con él. El chico y su familia se mudaron a la semana.

Saldrá con cualquier persona que se lo pida, su lema es que cualquier persona puede ser la ideal. Que la relación dure más de una semana es otra historia.

Su familia lo apodo “Macaron le glouton” porque más de una vez lo atraparon comiéndose las galletas y pasteles que tenían resguardados en medio de la madrugada.

Epel

Tiene un sueño recurrente en el que él está en una balsa junto con una cebra, un astronauta y una bailarina de ballet. Siempre se despierta asustado y sin entender el sueño.

Cree firmemente que no no debería de verse mal golpear a un anciano, si te burlas de él te dará un puñetazo en la casa no le importa tu edad.

Idia

Ha intentado colarse en algún evento solo de mujeres por algún tipo de figurilla coleccionable. Fue descubierto al instante y echado a patadas.

Totalmente se ha puesto en una huelga personal de hambre porque algún anime/manga no tiene el final que él quiere. Ortho siempre termina rompiendo la puerta para obligarlo a comer.

Una vez una chica que conoció online se le confesó y le pidió que fuera su novio. Él la bloqueó al instante porque creyó que era una estafa.

Ortho

Tiene al menos tres certificados y trofeos como ganador de concursos de cosplay. Son concursos a los que no se inscribió y no llevaba un cosplay.

Una vez intento comer algo por la mera curiosidad de como sería el acto de masticar y tragar la comida. Tardaron 4 días en quitar todos los residuos de comida de su sistema y engranajes.

Malleus

Su cuerpo esta cubierto en escamas de un verde oscuro, casi llegando al negro. No le pican ni nada, pero a veces se atoran en la ropa y es difícil de soltarlas sin lastimarlo.

Se ha comido 3 celulares. Esto fue un método de venganza contra Lilia.

Lilia

Suele tener una pesadilla en la que la familia biológica de Silver aparece para llevárselo dejándolo completamente solo en su cabaña. Siempre termina colándose en la habitación de su hijo para calmar sus nervios cuando despierta de esta pesadilla.

Más de una vez se ha topado con mujeres al azar y estas terminan dándole una bofetada incluso si no habla con ellas. Siempre que esto pasa le recuerda al grupo de Disomnia que deben terminar de forma correcta sus relaciones amorosas y no hacer promesas sobre casarse despreocupadamente.

Silver

Otro chico que usa frenos. El padre de Sebek se los puso ya que su boca parecía la de un tiburón con lo encimados que estaban sus dientes. Siempre recibe un sticker de estrella en sus visitas por ser un paciente muy tranquilo.

Tiene callos en las manos por su práctica con la espada.

Tiene tan poco interacción con las mujeres que antes de entrar a NRC sus unicos conocidos del sexo femenino eran la Señora Zigbolt y la hermana de Sebek. Así que en el primer evento en el que se presentaron chicas a la escuela él solo no supo cómo interactuar con ninguna de ellas.

Sebek

De bebe tenía un palo de madera el cual mordía cuando sus dientes apenas salían. Lo tiene guardado y aun lo usa cuando está estresado.

Su apetito no es nada hereditario o algo que las hadas tengas, él solo es glotón y de metabolismo rápido.

Su caballo lo tiró muchas veces porque lo asustó con sus gritos.

No lo admitirá nunca pero Riddle lo aterra cuando tiene un ataque de ira. Este miedo sólo  incrementó cuando este último tuvo que ser electrocutado DOS VECES para poder secuestrarlo en el capítulo 6.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst headcanons #twst yuu #twst grim #riddle rosehearts #trey clover #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #kalim al asim #jamil viper #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #epel felmier #idia shroud #ortho shroud #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #silver #sebek zigvolt #twst riddle #twst trey #twst cater

[not-your-fucking-kacchan]

Hi you really don’t have to do this…… anyway I’ve been told I act like near from death note so could you do a mha x child male reader where the reader acts like near from death note like he pulls out toys in the middle of class stacks cups at lunch and is very quiet and stuff oh yeah could you make it class 1-A + Aizawa maybe other teachers in there too sorry if it’s too specific

Ofc! I haven't gotten that far into death note yet so I had to watch a Near compilation on YouTube, so I hope I got a good enough grasp of him in that time lol

Also I'm describing you as antisocial rather than shy, because near didn't strike me as the shy stuttering pushover type, and seemed just withdrawn or disinterested, and I also high-key headcanon izuku may have ADHD. I will not elaborate <3.

Masterlist<3

𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 1𝐀 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

It draws a few sets of eyes every time you pull out a pack of tarot cards or dice to play with in the middle of class, but noone really got distracted as long as you were quiet enough. Though, a few times you've knocked over a power ranger or transformer doll while taking notes and drawn the classes attention.

During break on your second week of school, you find yourself approached by the 'bakusquad'. Kirishima introduces himself politely and mina stares in awe at your tarot collection, but Bakugou looks livid.

He doesn't expect you to meet his glare directly with an unamused stare, and he's a second away from lunging at you and taking it as a challenge before Kaminari and Kirishima simultaneously bonk him in the head.

"Dude you don't even know him, give him a chance!"

You can't stop yourself from raising an eyebrow at the statement, figuring that these two must be the perfect balance for Bakugou's... Overbearing personality.

The next thing that catches your attention is the green haired boy that joins into the conversation, quietly asking you a question with a cute tilt of his head. "Have you maybe got ADHD? I've just seen a few of the signs on you- It's perfectly okay if you do! You won't be looked at differently!"

You already like this one, he's so precious.

Your eyes look straight into his as he studies you, and it's very intriguing to watch the gears turn in his head while he figures you out like some sort of puzzle. You could definitely get along with him. "No, I don't believe so."

He seems a little surprised by your words, but then again, you very well may have ADHD. You were never allowed to get tested for it, because your parents refused. Without a diagnosis, they can pretend there's nothing "wrong" with you.

He studies your eyes, figuring that you may have an irregular sleep schedule from the dark circles under your eyes, and that your eyes seem to be very sensitive to light because of how wide your pupils are. It's almost unnerving, to be honest. Your eyes look almost fully black.

Over the next few days you're scolded a few times by Aizawa Sensei for being too loud when knocking over your dice or your robots, but he never once asked you to put them away. All he asked in return was for you to be a little more active in the lessons.

"You get to keep your toys as long as you answer questions and participate a little more. Does that sound fair?" You nodded, slowly backing away to walk back to your desk and wait for break to finish, but from then on, you start drawing attention to yourself.

At first the attention is unwanted, and as you sit Criss cross applesauce on your chair, playing with your tarot cards, Izuku comes to sit next to you, starting to ramble about a random hero that you don't know anything about. He's very easy to get used to, however, and you quickly become what some would call friends.

Everyone's a little creeped out by your social awkwardness, and the fact that you never seem to talk, until they start to include you more, and you're forced to make new friends.

That doesn't mean you don't have trouble opening up though, and during lunch you sit in silence with your new friends as they chatter and smile at you, stacking cups that Izuku gave you to help you focus on something other than the amount classmates you have crowding you.

It takes a few more months for even Izuku to pry anything even remotely emotional from you, and even then it only shows in the waver of your voice, but he's proud nonetheless.

He would escort you around school because he didn't want you to be alone, and after a while your newfound closeness with Izuku branches out as mina comes to join the two of you.

She gives you an absolutely radiant smile as she grabs your hand, izuku taking hold of your other side for them to both drag you away to some part of the school you're not familiar with. The warmth of their hands in yours leaves you in shock, though, and your mind blanks a little when you feel the greenette squeeze it reassuringly, a tiny, pale blush creeping into your cheeks. This feeling, it was something you wanted to feel every day. It's so warm and comforting.

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha #bnha #bnha fluff #bnha headcanons #mha fluff #aizawa x reader #izuku x reader #aizawa x male reader #platonic aizawa x reader #aizawa x student reader #bakugou katsuki #mina x male reader #izuku x male reader #izuku x m!reader #izuku midoriya x reader #class 1a x reader #class 1a x male reader

[lbulldesigns]

AITAH For accusing my former best friend of trying to break up my relationship, and promptly ending our thirteen-year long friendship?

Posted 18th of May, 2021

I (18 M) need some outside opinions.

Background information. I have been best friends with Pow (18 F) since we were six, I first met her when my Godfather Benny introduced me to his best friend's newly adopted daughters. Both girls had been in the foster system for nearly a year after their parents died, and were lucky enough to get adopted out by their Godfather Van after he was able to track them down and prove to the courts and children's services that he was a safe option.

At first, I was a little intimidated by the older sister, we'll call her Daisy (she's named after a flower and I don't think she'll appreciate me using her real name) because she seemed angry at everyone but quickly put on a friendlier face when she saw how nervous I was.

When I saw Pow, I felt an instant attraction to her (not romantically, I was just interested in how pretty her blue hair was) and ended up spending our first encounter trying to get her to open up and talk to me. She was traumatized by the past year and had turned silent as a result. I felt so proud when I finally got her to smile and giggle, we became thick as thieves afterward, she was my best friend.

We shared everything together, our interest in academics, such as art, mathematics, video games, dancing, robotics, computers, and later DND.

There were some things we did separately. Pow competed in gymnastics, and I would take part in skateboarding competitions. And without fail always came to each other's thing to show our support.

Pow had some difficulties with her older brother Lo (fake name), he constantly took his frustrations out on her and everyone pretty much gave up on him ever getting a clue and stopping. So, we all tried to get Pow to stand up for herself, we figured if she stood up to her "bully" then he would learn to back off. However, Pow was a shy one and never spoke up for herself. As a result, she was hesitant around others and had difficulty making any friends outside of myself.

This became more apparent once we got to high school. We had a few classes away from each other and in these classes, I made some new friends, from there I got convinced to join the basketball team when some of my new friends told me it could help with my college perspectives. In lieu I convinced Pow to try out for the cheerleading squad, as per my new friends' advice, I made it onto the basketball team but Pow didn't make it onto the squad which I was surprised by because she's a pretty decent dancer.

Because I was on the basketball team, I wasn't able to participate in most of the same clubs as Pow and ended up moving on from these interests to focus more on my future, which is understandable because I can't spend every day playing make-believe anymore.

Pow was set in her ways however and seemed to want to continue playing make-believe and seemed determined to hate my new friends. She constantly avoided them and would rather sit alone during lunch than hang around me when they were around, she would always get a sour look on her face whenever they were around me (which was a lot of the time) and would decline invitations to hang out with them, she made no effort to get to know them properly and this hurt. But I still persisted with our friendship because, despite everything, I do care for her.

And then I met my now GF Kara (not her real name), Kara is sweet and funny, she writes me poems and little love notes with cute little love hearts and takes her academic future seriously. She has been trying to convince me that my friendship with Pow is toxic and understands why I couldn't just end the friendship but says that I wouldn't be the bad guy if I did.

I would get uncomfortable whenever she brought this up, but more and more recently I began to see things from Kara's perspective, albeit guiltily. I brought up my concerns with Daisy and her GF, and they were convinced that Pow is probably a bit possessive considering their own problems with her. Pow hates Cat (the GF) and even made her cry after Cat made an offhanded comment about law enforcement that seemed to trigger her. Daisy promised to speak to Pow about everything after everything between them had cooled down, she and Daisy got into a massive blowup about making Cat cry, something that Cat was feeling seriously guilty about.

So, when, three days after Kara and I decided to become official, Pow pulled me aside during lunch and confessed that she "loved me" and didn't want to just be friends anymore. I lost it.

I actually shouted at her in the middle of the lunch crowd and shamed her in front of the whole school. I called her a "possessive psychopath" who can't let anyone be happy, she pretended to look confused and asked what I was talking about, and I reminded her I was in a relationship as in I have a girlfriend. She managed to conjure up some tears and said that she didn't know, but I wasn't falling for it. I flat out, told her that I was done with her and this "friendship" and left her standing there.

At the time I couldn't feel anything but angry, and vindicated. My friends were laughing and joking about the situation, and Kara was super cuddly with me and kept asking me if I was okay and saying that I didn't do anything that wasn't due.

But now I'm questioning myself, with the anger cooled off. All I can see is Pow's sad doe-eyed look and the sound of the rest of the school snickering at her. She didn't turn up for classes for the rest of the day, and on my way home I heard a group of girls sl** shaming her.

Zer, my one new friend that Pow actually gets along with, called me an AH, and she thought I was a better person than that, and that she was now reconsidering her friendship with me.

So, Reddit. AITAH for ending a toxic relationship?

(This is a fanfic, please read tags)

#jinx #arcane #mylo #claggor #ekko #timebomb #arcane au #arcane jinx #jinx | powder #vi arcane #caitlyn kiramman #benzo #Vander #arcane fanfic #AITAH Arcane AU #Zeri #Interactive fan fic #This post is set three years before Jinx's own reddit post #please reblog and comment as if you were responding to OP #Brownie points to those who want to post as characters from LOL or Arcane #TRIGGER WARNING FOR BULLY #Unreliable narrator #Please comment to OP as if he were a stranger on the internet and not as a well-loved character #THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS PARTICIPATED SO FAR #I'm having incredible fun with this #<3

[barcaluvv]

𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ●●●

GAVI X READER ★ˢᵘᵐᵐᵃʳʸ: ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵃᶜʳᵒˢˢ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ˢⁱˢᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃᵐᵒᵘˢ ᶠᵒᵒᵗᵇᵃˡˡ ʸᵒᵘⁿᵍˢᵗᵉʳ,ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵉˡˢᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿ. ᵇᵃˢⁱᶜᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵃᵛⁱ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ.★ ~ ★ CHAPTER 1! NEXT PART COMING SOON A loud bang woke me up from a deep sleep as I hurried to the bathroom where I usually start my day, as the last two dreams I had this night were running through my mind trying to get ready quickly because this morning I have to take my younger brother Hector to his training. Hector trained for a slightly bigger club, known all over the world, FC Barcelona. He was recently signed to the club and previously participated in a small Spanish club with the other few youngsters. When I got to the stadium, I didn't have any fear because I already knew a couple of his friends who also trained with him. Descending down the stairs, which were covered with all the colors of this club, I heard two very deep voices, without any manners, I eavesdropped on the conversation. I tried to understand their aggressive talking mostly because they sounded pretty serious. Every other word they said was in Spanish, but I managed to understand. "pero ¿por qué jefe? ?" said the boy sitting on the crooked bench by the door, I had the opportunity to peek through the cracked entrance, but I was wondering how come Hector never introduced me to him. The only thing I could see was his broad shoulders that sunk into his muscles from fatigue. When they were about to rush out of that door I quickly looked away, and this was the moment I saw his face, oh my God I said to myself. I started running back to the nearest bathroom in panic, I stood pressed against the iron door, feeling my heartbeat begin to accelerate,trying to gather all my thoughts suddenly I could only gather one and that one was the boy with brown hair, besides the beauty shining in his eyes, I remembered the number 6, the number six is his jersey number. . After a while I ran out of the stadium and quickly waved at Hector, while everyone looked at each other in confusion. When Hector came home i asked him why everyone was looking at me like that, and then he told me something that will change my life forever as the sister of a famous football player who couldn't bear with this. "You know that we have cameras all around our place riight?" Said the curly head who lowered his gaze and made an anxious pout. "Tell me more!" I said to him with a slightly boiling expression on my face. "Paparazzi who followed the team saw you dashing next to the locker room & the only ones around were you two so they immediately thought that you and Gavi have something going on for a while since he was acting pretty strangely according to fans". My eyes widened, my world became quiet and I couldn't believe what I heard, the beats that were coming from all sides of my body were expressed back to my face which showed what it wanted to hear. I can't believe that the guy who I saw for the first time until a while ago is now in a scandal with me. Later that night I missed dinner, after what I experienced I didn't focus on anything other than his sparkling smile that I can only dream of smiling at me. I closed both of my eyes on the thought, which from that moment I couldn't and didn't want to get out of my head. I basically just layed there in a literal zoo running around in my stomach, I couldn't resist, I smiled to myself, and this is what I call a real smile that represents not only love acceptance but also many things that I felt from now on.

#pablo gavi #gavi fluff #fc barcelona #love #gavi x reader #gavi x yn #hector fort #barca

[secret-task-tracker]

Session 4

!!Spoilers Below!!

Grian:

"Bait a yellow into believing your task is "Singing everything you say""

Status: Achieved

Joel:

"Say a line/lyric from 'all star' by Smash mouth in 4 different conversations, it can not be the same lyric/line and you must not be called out on it."

Status: Achieved

Scott:

"???"

Status: First task was Rerolled immediately

"@/musicalscientist7148 Figure out someone's task and complete it. You can show them this task once you think you have done it and get them to confirm success."

Status: Achieved

BigB:

"Compliment people whenever you see them take damage"

Status: Achieved

Etho:

"@/chris5522ty Ask someone what they think a good task would be, their response is your task for this session. If they don't give you an idea, you can ask someone else."

Which ended up being from Martyn: "Make up a fake moment and convince three people that its from a past season"

Which then ended up as: "Take one of the memes and convince someone it was your task" (?????? no I don't know either)

Status: "Uuuh Ee- ohh Achieved, I guess" - Martyn

Bdubs:

"You declared yourself incorrectly successful last session, you must re-roll for a hard as punishment."

Status: Rerolled

"Kill the ender dragon"

Status: Achieved

Pearl:

"@/Minijimi25 You are impulseSV's butler for the whole session. Do whatever they say. You have to let them in on this secret, but no one else."

Status: Achieved

Martyn:

""Snitch" on a green name by telling a yellow that they are doing a task that they really aren't. You only succeed if the yellow guesses their task incorrectly."

Status: Achieved

Scar:

"Do the opposite of what people tell you to do."

Status: Failed

Impulse:

"You can't kill anything this session"

Status: Achieved

Tango:

"@hay-the-day Be actively involved in 3 conversations with Mumbo. Mimic all his movements without being called out on it. You fail if someone points it out even once."

Status: Achieved

Cleo:

"@/Goomer82 Leave your book in other peoples bases and get someone to read it, exposing this task. Them reading this will be a success, not fail."

Status: Achieved

Timmy:

"Get at least 2 other players to participate in a minigame. One of them must take damage."

Status: Achieved

Skizz:

"Get a yellow to accuse you of a task. Whatever they say is now your real task. They would have to guess the wording of this book to succeed in exposing the task."

Status: Failed

Gem:

"Nothing you say to another player can be true for the whole session."

Status: Failed

Mumbo:

"You are now terrified of 1 on 1 conversations. If you are in a conversation with just 1 person. you must flee in active terror."

Status: Achieved which is... not at all a surprise.

Lizzie:

"Connect your base to everyone else's base."

Status: Achieved

If I made any mistakes tell me please k thanks byeeeeee

#secret life #secret life smp #life series #traffic smp #secret life spoilers #life series spoilers #traffic smp spoilers #secret task tracker #long post #impulse p l e a s e my jobs hard enough as it is #and the most targeted task goes to: Mumbo #this has become infinitely harder now that barely anyone includes the post session button push of shame...

[gojuo]

Showrunners claiming being "feminist" is the whole circus. They screwed every woman's characterization for high Rhaenyra up:

Book!Helaena was an political advisor who usually participated on Councils,don't shy away from disagreeing with Aegon and he actually listens her advises. She was incredibly loved by the smallfolk and was brave enough to claim Dreamfyre. On the show she did not even have a Coronation or her crown neither(another woman wearing a crown except Rhaenyra is a crime).

Book!Alicent was a witty,smart and incredibly charismatic woman dutiful at the old King Jaehaerys and her sons. She was so interesting: she was disrespected on so many ways for Viserys and had every right to be upset. No other woman in Westeros had to suffer having her first born son be desinherited and ignored by his father (except Ellia from the show and on the book Jon is just a bastard) Alicent,Helaena and Aegon could had been such incredible characters on the show

The Helaena treatment is ssoooooo beyond evil. I can't believe that this fandom is still bitching about the same old tired 3 talking points months after season 1 has finished but not a single peep about how misogynistic the writers have been towards Helaena.

Being beloved by the Smallfolk is not something that randomly happens. It has to be a deliberate move, because technically, Helaena is a public figure and near every public outing she makes has to be a thought-out decision to a certain extent. She can't just willy-nilly go out into the streets of King's Landing, mingling with the people and getting to know them and have an impact on them in such a way that they would love her so much to rise up in revolt in her name. In a way, the cultivation of her public image is reminiscent of Margaery, with one major difference: no deliberate manipulation at play. There is, after all, not a single indication anywhere in any canon that Helaena was a manipulative person in the way that Margaery was, no. What this was — what the Smallfolk adoring her was — was the tangible proof of Helaena's bravery to be out in the streets with the people of King's Landing, the fortitude of her to break down the invisible line between high-born royalty and low-born commoners, a testament to her graciousness and gentility and the affirmation of her adventurous heart. She was the first one of the Targtower siblings to claim a dragon, she showed her political acumen when she and her mother drafted the more than generous peace terms for Aegon to send to Rhaenyra, she had an incredibly complex relationship with her husband who she shares such a horrific trauma-bond with which is, to this day, still unparalleled by any other couple in this entire franchise, and she was a truly witty and humorous person ...

... and all of that characterization was thrown out of the window for the show. She is an extra to someone else's story in every. single. scene. she appears in. Her first scene as a child was to cement to the audience how "weird" and "unorthodox" she is. To show the audience that she is now on the autism-spectrum apparently. She is a dragon dreamer but all she does is utter some vague one-sentence prophecies no one can make any sense of, now always having to live psychologically in isolation because of this, which is the complete opposite of how life was for her in Fire and Blood. She speaks two or three sentences during the dinner scene, and it was to service the contrast between Jace and Aegon as people, it wasn't about her. We get a two-second shot at her children and she isn't even interacting with them. Do not even get me started on how the show completely erased how Helaena used to bring the kids to Viserys every single night to sit down together and hear him speak of tales of the past as he lay dying. These passages in the book weren't without reason, they were there to humanize all four of them — Helaena, Jaehaerys, Jaehaera, and Maelor — and to garner sympathy from the reader. Blood and Cheese is one of the most disgusting things to have ever happened in all of the books, but the brutalization of all of these characters was that much more awful because we had actually spent some time together with them in the text, because we had gotten to see them be loved, because we had actually gotten to know them, even if only a little. And the show erased every single fucking thing concerning this point. Everything.

And if that wasn't enough, showrunners and writers then went on to make her an extra during her own coronation scene. That coronation was about Helaena just as much as it was about Aegon and they fucking took that from her! And for what? For what did they change her character this much? All to turn her into the fucking female lead of a fucking incestuous love triangle which is a fucking plotline straight ripped off from three fucking different characters in a different fucking part from canon. FUCKKKKK!!!!

Don't even get me started on Alicent. They gave her raw as fuck book character and motivations and narrative purpose to fucking Otto of all people in the show. She has become the abeyance of her own storyline! And instead of the fandom putting attention to this type of misogynistic writing Helaena and Alicent have been victim of by the writers, I'm having to suffer through the same played-out takes on how being an Aegon fan means being a rape apologist or how Alicent is an evil person because Helaena doesn't like to be touched. For fuck's sake GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!!

#anti hotd #hotd critical #helaena #alicent #i have an ask abt alicent in my inbox im gonna go more into depth on her character there so thats why i kept it short here anon #hotd #anonymous #answered

[here2bbtstrash]

bts doing no nut november - explicit

been a minute since we did a headcanons post huh!!!! and this felt ~seasonally appropriate~ 🤭 i actually discussed this a million years ago w my hyungline chat and the lovely @goodsoop - thanks for always feeding my insane bts brainrot, love y'all 😩 (and i'm really just considering this as no fap/not discussing or thinking abt partnered sex here, just fyi~)

knj: loses on day 1. this virgo has his masturbation routine down, so engrained as a part of his daily life, that on november first he doesn't even realize what day it is. he just busts a fat nut to one of his very favorite porn videos (downloaded to his computer ofc) without thinking twice about it, and it's only as he's cleaning up the mess that he's like.... fuuuuuuck.... i knew i was forgetting something 🤦‍♂️

ksj: doesn't do it out of protest OR reluctantly agrees but then quits on day 1. y'all simply are not gonna tell this man what to do! he comes when he wants to come dammit! his dongsaengs might be able to convince him to "say" he'll do it, but the minute he actually wants to jerk off, the competition is over lmao. there's not even any good reason why he should hold it in - besides, isn't that bad for you??? unhealthy??? this game is stupid and he doesn't wanna play 😤

myg: has no trouble not coming for 30 days, could probably win on accident. i feel the agust d hoes coming to fight me about this one but i'm sorry 🤷‍♀️ imo yoongs is a low libido guy!!! and you can't change my mind!!!!! make your own post lol! imo he'd rather save it for when he's with a partner, and besides, he's obviously too busy working or sleeping or watching cat videos. plus it's just so much effort and he hates having to deal with the mess after. he's fine with it, homie probably ends up in no-nut january without even really meaning to 🥱

jhs: wins, but it's a struggle. we all know he's got that serious business 'dance teacher hobi' scary amount of self control.... but eventually his ~urges~ do get pretty strong and hard (lol) to ignore. i can see hoseok being one to try and keep himself busy to keep the horny thoughts away 🤣 his big-ass closet is getting reorganized, new choreo is getting learned for no reason, and if you see him spam a ton of selfies on instagram, it's cause he's trying to distract himself 🤪

pjm: tries and absolutely loses. mini is sooooo physical and touchy i just don't see this one working out for him. in the beginning of the month i think he feels like it's pretty easy and he wants to do good and get praised by the other members, but midway through november he gets pretty desperate. he tells himself it's not really masturbating if he just humps against the bed and doesn't finish, but then one thing leads to another and it just.... feels too good to stop 🫠

kth: does it wrong and wins. we all know taehyung lives on his own mf planet so i absolutely believe this man is gonna EDGE himself for 30 days in a row. literally bring himself right to the brink of orgasm, then hop in a cold-ass shower and carry on with his life. it's fun for him 🤭 and when the members tell him he's doing it wrong, he says he's doing the advanced version 😏 and i just.... god bless whoever is on the receiving end of that load on december first lmfaoooooo 💦

jjk: OF COURSE HE FUCKING WINS. jk is the one who makes everyone participate, no fucking question, and he is in it to WIN IT bc of course he is. i know he's a jerkoff pro tho so he has to suddenly deal with having.... EVEN MORE excess energy than usual 🤣 we're talking multiple workout sessions a day, every day, just to burn it all off (namjoon goes with him even tho he's already lost 🥲). maybe even a tattoo session to help get his mind off things idk 👀 and when it's finally december first he's jerking off til his dick is RAW lmfao 💀

what do you think? any you agree/disagree with? 👀 lemme know~

#bts imagine #bts headcanon #bts scenario #bts smut #kinda lol #this was silly #i am on a lifelong protest of no nut november so me and seokjin can laugh at everyone else while they suffer #(i'm actually just joon and always forget until it's too late skdhgdjfg)

[thvriank]

Synopsis:Jungkook has seen you before and now he has the chance to talk with you.[idol!Jungkook]

Genre:Sweet & intimate.

A/N: It's my first story,take it easy. I hope you like it. And please forgive my mistakes!

Today is your big day, you had to audition for Jungkook's music video!

You learned the dance, the song and you were ready to participate too.

But unfortunately you encountered some timing issues and got delayed due to heavy traffic.

When you entered the hall everything was empty, quiet and deserted, without a bit of life.

Damn traffic! Can't believe you missed your chance to work with your idol!

And then you thought...if you're still here, you can at least pretend you're being watched

You put on "Too Sad to Dance" by Jungkook and danced with all your heart, like you would have danced in front of other people but it wasn't to be.

At the end you knelt down feeling weak and vulnerable, it was devastation, until you started to cry... it was your chance to show you are good at something... you lost it.

Until you heard a clap of some hands, you were scared looking towards the source of the sound.

It was Jungkook, the real Jungkook.

You were very confused! You didn't know what to do. You just stood up and bowed in greeting and respect.

"Very good, you're talented!" Jungkook shouts and you can't believe your ears.

"You were here..? But how? I was late and.." you stammered.

"If you'll allow me to speak, I was about to go home when the staff told me someone was dancing alone on stage and I came, I'm glad I did" he smiles shyly, was he just shy around you?

"Thanks, Jungkook" you say softly, you let out a loud sigh as "Yes or No" starts playing on your phone. You wanted to turn it off but Jungkook stopped you.

"Will you allow me to hold your hand?" and now you notice his anger, you can't stay with him, here, now, you haven't prepared. But you can't refuse either!

You stand in front of him, just looking at him until he takes your hand in his and dances with you.

It was so beautiful, if you stopped getting in the way at every step it would have been even better.

You look at each other as you move your bodies to the music. Until the music is over.

"You know how to dance, I'd like you to be in my video, would you like to?" Jungkook whispers.

"I'd love to" you shudder as you see his eyes on you. "But why are you doing all this…?"

"What do you mean? Do you think you don't deserve it?" he speaks again and here you really don't know what to say, do you deserve it?

"Yeah…I mean no! What I mean is…why did you dance with me now?" you ask.

"I wanted to dance. You remind me of a loved one and I really think you're cute. Could I do more for you?" Jungkook just told you you're cute?

"Thanks Jungkook" you smile shyly.

"Now, can we go for coffee or something? I want to talk about what you should do in this job. Maybe we can get to know each other".

#jungkook x reader #bts fic #jungkook fic #Spotify

[queen-dahlia]

𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐯𝐨𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧

𝗠𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝘁𝗲: 𝗘𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝟬

I'm can finally rest! I haven't got a wink of sleep since yesterday (இ﹏இ`｡)

Note: Translation is not 100% accurate. Expect grammatical errors.

// : alternate translation

True love—for me, it's my last hope.

I decided not to love anyone anymore.

I decided not to trust anyone anymore.

There is no salvation and no compromise in a world of deceit and corruption in power.

I can't think of any other way to destroy it than by violence.

There will be much bloodshed.

Many will lose their lives.

Still, I decided to literally become the "disaster of the world."

The boy who once loved mankind is dead.

The boy who was heartbroken by the deaths of others is gone.

The plan was going well. Already, the world had progressed to such an extent that the next step would change it.

And yet, somehow, fate was whimsical.

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Gilbert: "Rhodolite's Belle?"

Roderich: "Yes. Michael has informed me that you know her. You know, she's been selected as "Belle"."

Gilbert: "Hmm..."

When I heard the story, I felt an unusually strong emotion bordering on anger.

In Rhodolite, there is a "Belle System," in which the king is selected by the person with the most beautiful heart in the country.

One day, a commoner who had been living a peaceful life up to that point is suddenly chosen as Belle, and heavy responsibilities are pressed upon her.

I've always wondered how the selection process works.

But it was just another country. Obsidian and myself were supposed to be uninvolved.

ーUntil she was selected.

Gilbert: "The king is dead, isn't he? By now, the news of the king's death should not be known to the rest of the world."   //   "So, the king is dead. By now, "news of the king's death must not be known to other countries"."

Gilbert: "I wonder if they're saying something like, "You'll have to be the Belle when you find out our secret."   //   "I wonder if they say something like, "You know our secret; you have no choice but to become Belle."

Gilbert: "Poor thing. It's not just me; it's like the Rhodolite is watching you too."   //   "Poor little thing. I can't believe Rhodolite is on you and not just me."

Roderich: "... Your instructions, please."

Gilbert: "Well... I'm just a bystander. Just one of the readers who enjoys listening to the stories she spins."

Gilbert: "It would be foolish of me to intervene in that story, wouldn't it? As usual, I decided to take the high groundー"

Gilbert: ". . . . . ."

Roderich: "Can I help you?"

Gilbert: "No..."

Suddenly, I look down at the papers scattered on my desk.

The scribbled words tell the story of a certain innocent woman.

But the story stops halfway through.

Months went by without any further progress.

(I know her. But that's just a fantasy.)

(I can't let the Obsidian royal family get involved with a mere bookstore girl.)

(But if it's "Belle"...)

(Obsidian has good reason to mess around.)

It was really a whimsical and, at first, deeply unintentional scheme.

If I hadn't heard Belle's story, I would never have thought of it.

(To meet and die, or not to meet and die.)

(Then yeah... I prefer the former.)

Gilbert: "I'm sure there's a goodwill meeting coming up soon for Benitoite and Rhodolite?"

Roderich: "Yes, there is. They will be held exactly as in previous years."

Gilbert: "I see... Yeah, that's good."

Gilbert: "Roderich, please notify them that Obsidian will be participating this year."   //   "Roderich, please inform Obsidian that this year we will also participate."

Roderich: "Yes."

Roderich: "... Yes?"

Gilbert: "I'll go. I just want it to be held at Rhodolite."   //   "I'll go. But I want the venue to be held at Rhodolite."

Gilbert: "Benitoite is a long way away, and I'd rather stay in Rhodolite than anything else."

Roderich: "... Are you insane?"

Gilbert: "Oh, man, have I ever been insane?"

Roderich: "No. But I think "the doctor" will stop you."

Gilbert: "Don't tell anyone."

Roderich: ". . . . . ."

Gilbert: "I'm just being selfish for the last time, okay? I want to see the little rabbit."

Roderich: "What are you going to do when you see her? With all due respect, Sir, meeting Prince Gilbert isー"

Gilbert: "I know. It's just hell for her."

Getting involved could drag her down into a swamp of malice and turn her pure and beautiful heart black.

Knowing all of this, I chose my first and last private desire.

(Because I'm a big villain, you know.)

Gilbert: "Get ready, okay?"

Roderich: "At least, I'm going with you."

Gilbert: "Do whatever you like."

I invented all sorts of villainous reasons and purposes to meet her later on.

Instead of just "meeting her for a purpose", it's "fulfilling a purpose to meet her".

No matter what happens, the fundamental principle remains the same.

I didn't realize at the time that it seemed like a small difference, but it was a big difference.

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(Well... So that's how I came to be at Rhodoliteーー)

The first thing I did when I came to the castle was to intentionally get lost.

The map of the castle had been drilled into my head by the information of the spy who had come to the castle and snuck in. 

It is easy to guess the room assigned to the little rabbit.

(I knew they wouldn't let me attend the goodwill meeting, but that turned out to be a bad thing.)

It's no wonder that Rhodolite took a back seat.

They must not have dreamed that the Prince of Obsidian would know Belle.   //   They must not have dreamed that the prince of Obsidian knew Belle.

I knock on the door, suppressing my feelings.

Emma: "Yes, who is it?"

Gilbert: "Oh, I knew there was someone there. I'm sorry, but may I ask you something?"

The door opened fearfully - and the woman who came out from inside was totally different from what I had imagined.

That's funny. "He" gave me the impression that she was a little younger...

She was an adult woman with clear eyes that were not stagnant at all.

I put a smile on my face so that she wouldn't notice my slight turmoil.   //   I put a smile on my face so that she wouldn't realize how slightly upset I was.

Gilbert: "Good evening, young lady."

Emma: "You are?"

Gilbert: "I'm not much to call myself, but I'm in a bit of trouble."

The woman is clearly alarmed and frightened.

Although I did not identify myself, she seemed to sense that the presence in front of her was "evil".

(You have a keen intuition. As expected of Belle.)

She has a good eye for people - and the impression I get from hearing about her and seeing her in person is different.

Gilbert: "I came to the castle to attend the goodwill meeting..."

Gilbert: "While admiring the interior of the castle, I got separated from the servant who was supposed to be my guide."

Gilbert: "It’s a bit embarrassing, but I’m a little lost."

Gilbert: "There isn’t much time before the meeting starts, so I just knocked on the first door I saw light peeking out from."

Gilbert: "I'm so glad you're here."

A woman with a face as lovely as a little bunny rabbit puts on a beautiful smile for an unknown man.   //   The woman with a lovely face, like a little rabbit, gives a beautiful smile to the unknown man.

She seemed to have made up her mind.

Gilbert: "Are you... a noble daughter from Rhodolite?"

Emma: "Yes. I am staying at the castle for my studies."

(Lies.)

Gilbert: "I see. I hear that women who have studied in the castle are sometimes promoted to the bureaucracy. You must be a very talented woman."

Emma: "I'm sorry. My butler will be back shortly, and when he does, he will show you the wayー"

Gilbert: "Yeah, I've decided. I'll let you show me the way."

Emma: "Uh…"

Gilbert: "This must be some kind of fate. Of course, you'll join me, right?

Of course, by this time, I was already thinking bad things.

When I met her, any faint hesitation I had disappeared.

(Because she looked more "beautiful" than I had imagined...)

(If it's going to get dirty, I'd rather get it dirty myself.)

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Guard: "O-Obsidian's first prince, His Highness Gilbert von Obsidian, has arrived."

With a clang and the deliberate sound of a cane, we enter the hall of the goodwill meeting.

Just like that, the numerous royalty and nobility gathered there all fell silent at once.

Gilbert: "Ahaha, we look like the center of attention. I feel like I just became the main character."

Emma: "You..."

Gilbert: "I'm Gilbert, the first prince of Obsidian. Nice to meet you, Little Bunny."

(Now let the evil begin.)

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Luke: "ーAnd?"

Gilbert: "Hmm?"

The next day, I visited Luke's room on a whim.

The new prince of Rhodolite sat by the window, unafraid of the arrival of the prince of Obsidian.

He is yawning carelessly. **

Luke: "What made you decide to come to Rhodolite?"

Gilbert: "Well..."

(I honestly don't want to be asked why.)

"I want to meet Miss Bunny," but "I still don't know why I want to meet her."

I was interested, I was curious—it doesn't quite fit into words.

(There are things I hope to see from the little rabbit. Some things I'd like to see through her.)

(I can explain it however much I want, but what is it? This feeling...)

(... I don't understand. That's weird.)

All emotions are wrapped up in a smile, and an index finger is placed on my lips.

Gilbert: "Secret."

#サイバード #イケメン王子 #ギルベルト=フォン=オブシディアン #ikemen prince #ikemen prince gilbert von obsidian #ikemen prince gilbert #ikeprince #ikeprince gilbert von obsidian #ikeprince gilbert #gilbert von obsidian #ikeprince jp #ikepri jp #ikeprince translation #ikepri gilbert route spoilers #ikemen prince spoilers #ikeprince spoilers #ikepri spoilers #dahlia's bad translation

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You can't believe you have to see him every day. Arber Xhekaj, your ex-boyfriend, is now your hockey coach for the girls' hockey team. When you first heard the news, you were over the moon. You thought it was a sign that he still cared about you and wanted to be a part of your life. But as you started attending practices and games, you quickly realized that couldn't be further from the truth.

Arber always finds ways to keep you off the ice. He gives you fake chores to do during practice, or he singles you out during drills, making sure you're the last one to participate. You can tell he doesn't want you there on the ice, and it cuts you like a knife. It's like he's punishing you for something you didn't even do.

You try to approach him about it, to ask him why he's doing this to you, but he always brushes you off, telling you it's for your own good. You know he's lying, but you don't know what to do. You're so hurt and angry that you can't think straight.

One day, after practice, you're in the locker room, changing out of your gear. You're sullen and quiet, not really talking to anyone. One of your teammates, Sarah, notices and asks if you're okay.

You try to put on a brave face and tell her you're fine, but she doesn't buy it. "You've been acting weird ever since practice started. What's going on?"

You shake your head, not wanting to get into it. But Sarah persists. "Come on, you can talk to me. I'm your friend."

You look at her, and you can tell she's genuine. She cares about you, and you feel like you can trust her. So, you take a deep breath and spill everything. How Arber has been treating you, how he always finds ways to keep you off the ice, and how it's driving you crazy.

Sarah listens intently, nodding along as you talk. When you're finished, she puts a hand on your shoulder. "Wow, I had no idea. That's really messed up."

You nod, tears stinging your eyes. "I don't know what to do. I just feel so...worthless."

Sarah looks at you, her eyes softening. "You're not worthless, not even close. You're an amazing player, and you deserve to be on that ice as much as anyone else. I'll talk to Arber, see if we can't work something out."

You're grateful for her offer, but you don't hold out much hope. From what you know, Arber is stubborn and doesn't like to be told what to do. That was part of the reason you two broke up those few years back. But you let Sarah go, hoping that something positive will come out of this.

Days go by, and you start to feel more and more isolated. Your once-close relationship with Arber is now non-existent, and you feel like you're the odd one out on the team. Your mind goes to dark places, wondering if you should just quit the team altogether and spare yourself the pain.

But then, something unexpected happens. Arber pulls you aside after practice and tells you he wants to talk. You're hesitant, not sure what he's going to say. But you follow him to his office, wondering what's going on.

When you get there, he motions for you to take a seat. He sits across from you, his hands folded in his lap. "I owe you an apology," he starts, his voice quiet.

You're surprised. You've never heard him apologize before. "For what?"

"For how I've been treating you," he says, his gaze steady. "I know it's not fair, and I know it's not right. But...I can't stand to see you on that ice, happy without me. It tears me apart, and I don't know how to handle it."

You're taken aback. You had no idea that he still had feelings for you. "Arber, I...I didn't know. I thought you hated me or something."

He shakes his head. "No, I could never hate you. I just...I don't know how to deal with my emotions sometimes."

You nod, understanding what he means. "I get that. But you can't keep punishing me for something I didn't even do."

He looks at you, his gaze intense. "I know. And I promise I'll try to be better. I want to be your coach, but I also want to be your...friend. If that's something you're open to."

You look at him, and you can see the sincerity in his eyes. You know it won't be easy with him, but you also know that you miss him too. So, you nod, reaching across the table to take his hand. "I'm willing to try."

He smiles, relief crossing his face. "Thank you. And...I'm sorry."

You smile back, feeling a sense of relief yourself. "Me too. But we can work through this. Together."

As you leave his office, you feel a sense of hope for the first time in a long time. You know it won't be easy, but you're willing to try. For the team, and for yourself.

After practice later that evening, you were pushed the the edge. Tired and upset about how you played. You sat alone in the locker-room after everyone had left.

The door swung open as Arber walked into the empty locker room , searching for you. He knew you didn’t leave with any of the other girls. He spotted you immediately, dressed in your regular clothes, sitting quietly with your head down. The sight of you sent a wave of different emotions through him. He felt guilty for how things ended between you and him and wanted to make amends.

As he approached you, he could see the tears welling up in your eyes. You hadn’t noticed him yet. “Hey” he said softly, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Tough practice today, I understand.” He said, sitting next to you on the bench. You moved over slightly so your thighs no longer touched.

“it’s not that.”

You sniffled and wiped away your tears, turning to face him. Your eyes locked and for a moment, everything around you both seemed to disappear. It was just the two of you and the weight of your past hung heavily in the air.

“I miss you.” You spoke suddenly, “I cant stand to sit here- or on the bench out on the ice. Have you as my coach and not miss what we had. It’s so hard.”

He nodded. “I know.”

Arber slide closer, unable to resist the pull of your gaze. His hand reached out and brushed the hair from your face, his thumb tracing delicate circles on your cheek.

With every touch, the tension between you grew thicker. You were both trembling with desire and regret, wanting to take back all the hurtful words you had spoken and the moments they had missed in the past two years.

Unable to hold back any longer, He pulled you into his arms and kissed you deeply. You responded eagerly, your hands clutching onto his shoulders as if you never wanted to let go. All the pent-up feelings surfaced and it was clear you both needed this moment.

Breaking apart, you looked at each other, both breathless. There wasn’t much talking needed, you knew what you wanted and nothing would ever be the same again. Arber leads you to one of the lockers and presses you against it, kissing you passionately while running his hands over your body.

Your fingers grabbed onto the front of his jeans, pulling him even closer to you. You continued to kiss, your bodies pressed together, until you couldn’t contain yourselves anymore, tearing off pieces of cloth, exposing skin underneath. This time, there will be no holding back.

The sensation of skin on skin sends shivers down your spines, it’s been so long since either of you have felt this way. Arber lifts you up, wrapping your legs around him as he carries you to his office.

He sets you down on his desk, not really caring about anything except being inside of you. You are right there with him, taking charge, guiding his lips, his hands, everywhere else.

It doesn’t matter who walks in or what anyone thinks because for those few stolen moments, you are the only two people in the world. You reach up, running your fingers through his dark hair as he kisses your neck, your breasts, your hips. Everywhere he can reach, he explores, it’s been years so he takes time learning every inch of you all over again.

As he slips inside of you, it feels like a homecoming. This is where you were meant to be, finally, after all these weeks of denying your feelings and hiding from each other, him hating you. Nothing matters now besides the rush of pleasure that threatens to consume you both. You move together, faster and slower, switching positions, experimenting, trying new things.

In missionary, Arber holds you close as he gazes deeply into your eyes, showering you with sensual kisses and caresses, whispering endearments in your ear, calling you beautiful and telling you exactly how good it feels to have you. His movements are slow and methodical, building an intensity that shakes you both to the core.

Arber’s breathing deepens, becoming more erratic as he approaches climax. The tension in his muscles increases, straining against yours as waves of ecstasy roll through his body. With a short cry of release, he reaches the peak of pleasure, his semen spurting out in powerful bursts as he collapses onto you, spent and satisfied.

“i’m not finished with you yet”

Each thrust is slow and deliberate, the power behind them increasing with each stroke. He adjusts his angle, hitting your sweet spot with precision, sending shockwaves throughout your body. The friction between you both becomes almost too much to bear, and you gasp for air, begging him to keep going.

Words fail you as you experience an intense orgasm, leaving you unable to form coherent sentences. Moans and groans escape your lips instead, accompanied by wild, uncontrollable movements as your body trembles. Despite being unable to talk, you manage to convey just how much you love this intimacy with Arber.

Your nails dig into his back, your hips grind against him, and your voice cries out his name over and over again. As your body convulses with orgasm, a loud scream escapes your lips and tears stream down your face. You feel like you’re drowning in pleasure, unable to stop or control yourself.

“And you wonder why I tried to keep my distance.” He wipes the tears from your cheeks and hold your head close to his bare chest.

“Because of this?”

“I’ve wanted to do this since I found out you were on this team. If I didn’t send you away to do stupid things during practice I would’ve tore your gear off right then and there and fucked you in front of everyone.”

“Oh.” You breathlessly chuckled.

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