#i even took out the trash earlier :o
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Love you twice - LE SSERAFIM - YUNJIN x M! Reader (+18)
tw: cheating coz we're trash but maybe it's reasonable? I'm kidding! Don't cheat ya bastards! I actually had this in the back of my mind the moment I heard her song but just got lazy writing
'They're definitely the perfect couple.' Yunjin thought as she joined the two occupants of the car before it drove off.
"Good morning Yunjin." You greet giving a good eye smile at the rear view mirror to see the girl who just entered.
"Good morning sir." The girl did her best to act as normal as she could.
"Love, where are we having lunch later?" The girl beside you asked.
"Uh... I'm not sure if I'll be available later. Yunjin, what's my day?" You answered.
"You will be occupied till from 10:00 to 18:00 or longer depending on the outcome of the presentation." Yunjin answered.
"See love." You announced as the girl beside you pouts.
"I'll make it up to you." You reassured before pulling her head to plant a kiss on.
"Just drop me off for my pilates." The woman says as you hummed.
Meanwhile at the back Yunjin sits quietly trying her best to distract herself from the sight in front of her. As you and your girlfriend interlaced each other's arm as she then rests her head on your shoulder doing her best not to cause any distraction as you continue to focus on the road.
'Of course, pilates.' Yunjin mumbles as she fixes her sight at the tablet ticking every detail for your next meeting.
"Yunjin, have you had your coffee yet?" You asked as she finally realizes you're pulling up to a drive thru.
"N-not yet." Yunjin answered in a hurry.
"Alright, that'll be..." You continued to chat with the server on the other end of the intercom as Yunjin just stared at you through the rear view mirror.
To her disappointment she suddenly remembers the third participant in the car who's clinging onto you like a Koala on its tree.
"You okay back there?" Yunjin must've been so lost in her head that she failed to realize your hand handing out the coffee.
"O-oh, sorry sir."
"Is that a new top?" You asked, surprising the lady who had just taken a sip of her coffee.
"Y-yes. H-how did you?" Yunjin was awestruck at your keen observation.
"I mean, we pretty much see each other every day..." You replied and she chuckled at the thought.
"Right."
"Looks good on you though." You followed bringing a burning sensation on Yunjin's cheeks.
"Thanks–"
"I wonder if I'd look good with it as well." The other girl asks.
"Of course it will." You answered and the girl brightly smiled and turned to Yunjin at the back seat.
"Will it?"
"Yes, ma'am." Yunjin answered in full enthusiasm.
"Hmmm." The lady hummed.
Yunjin stares at the girl as a smile forms across her face gaining such joy from the complements. Yunjin in her thoughts; 'Of course you'll look good in anything... You're KIM FUCKING CHAEWON.'
"I'm off love!" She announced before placing a deep smooch on your cheek making sure to leave a red mark of ownership.
"Love you." She followed
"Love you too!" You whispered as she mouthed her reply; "love you more."
As the girl strides carefully to her own schedule you look back at your assistant who's currently at the back of the car. She looks up at you with an anxious face.
"Wanna move seats?" You asked and she realizes that It's more convenient if she's right beside you.
Swiftly, Yunjin took the seat next to you before you drove off to your office. As the trip continues Yunjin can't help but steal glance at you.
Then it just hits her, you've been working alongside each other for almost 2 years now. Yunjin doubts you'd think about it but it's actually a significant thing for her.
"Tough day ahead of me huh?" You commented as your eyes focused on the road.
"Yeah, quite a schedule." She replied even chuckling slightly with no sense of tension unlike earlier.
With no less than half an hour you two finally reached your office and quickly went straight to your first meeting. Yunjin handing out copies of your proposal to your potential future investors.
You can't lie having Yunjin with you really makes everything easier. These presentations wouldn't be as smooth as they are if she wasn't presenting ideas to make a better appeal to your targets.
"Wow. That really went well."
"It really did sir. You did so well!" Yunjin cheered as you sat down and stared at the contract.
"Damn." You whisper and your assistant immediately knows why as she hides a chuckle.
"I'll be here sir." She encouraged, as you two just smiled at each other before turning your attention to the mountain of paperwork in front of you.
Seconds, Minutes, and Hours passed and yet more and more paperwork piled up on your desk. You stood up and looked at it with such confusion asking what was all the work you did earlier seeing the height of the stack didn't even flinched.
An exhausted sigh escapes your lips as you look towards Yunjin who didn't even bat an eye on you and is too focused on her pile.
Being a little jealous of her work ethic you decide to suck it up and continue working on your pile, then time flows like it was nothing. The next thing you know, it's already way past working hours. You stretch your arms and look towards your assistant who's motionless on her seat.
You approach the lady and realize that she has fallen asleep in such an upright position that it seems like she's just sitting. You chuckled before deciding to call it a night. You took the papers from both of your desks and brought them to your car before going back to get Yunjin who's still asleep.
Carrying her to your car wasn't really a challenge which surprised you since you know how hard managing time is specially with her line of work and the fact the she can find the time to stay fit was something you're unable to fathom.
"Mhmm." Yunjin softly whines as she then stretches her arms out before coming to her senses on where she's currently at.
"W-whe-..." Yunjin peeks towards you and sees your smile. She blushes profusely before turning away from you.
"Happy 2nd year anniversary of being my hardest working employee." You suddenly announce and Yunjin's mouth drops as she finally notices the small box in front of her.
"W-wha?"
"I know, I'm sorry I couldn't bring it up earlier. I was too in the zone with the presentation." You joked as she gives you a bright smile.
"You really didn't have to." She whispered.
You shrug in response, as she starts to fiddle with the box. Admiring the quality of materials just for the packaging, her finger finally finds the opening and as soon as she opens it. She was greeted with sparkles.
"O-oh my..." Tears suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes as she takes the gift out of its containment.
"Sir~." She whines looking at you with such a happy expression despite the tears falling off her face.
"I'm taking you home. Go and get some rest, you can take the week off as well" You offered and Yunjin's eyes widens.
"W-wai..."
"That's too mu-." Yunjin's comment stops as she was in awe at your face, illuminated by the city lights.
"Oh don't give me that crap! You've been working your ass off covering my tardiness as your superior. I think this is the least I can give back. Honestly, you can ask for anything I'd gladly give it to you."
"No!" Yunjin suddenly bursts leaving you in shock.
"I can see the pile of papers at the back. I wanna help you with it!"
"But-..." Just as when you're about to protest you see Yunjin's deadly gaze.
"Fine."
"Lucky us, Chaewon won't be home tonight. We can work at my place." You propose and Yunjin smiled.
Now this isn't the first time you two would be at your place for work, though this will be the first time you two will be together on with a momentous occasion. Unlike the first year of Yunjin where she had an office party then.
"Care for a drink?" You asked as soon as you two entered the house.
"Can we get some alcohol? I feel like easing up a bit." Yunjin asks and you agree before placing down the box of papers in your office.
"How about some wine? And I'll order some fried chicken from that place me and Chaewon used to order at this time."
'Of course Chaewon again'.
"Yeah, sounds good." Yunjin agrees.
Moments passed as the two of you just started working on the piles of papers when the doorbell rings and you quickly bolted off of your seat to grab it.
"Hmmm that smells so nice!" Yunjin immediately left her station to join you in the living room.
The two of you finally decided to pause working and hang out. Chicken and wine in front of you and the two of you just sat next to each other.
"2 years huh?" You suddenly comment in the middle of your peaceful feast.
"Y-yeah." She replies.
"I didn't think you'd endure it that far."
"W-why not?"
"I mean, your line of job isn't for everyone... Trust me I've seen you pass out almost all of the time." She chuckles but she then realized that it's all true.
"M-maybe it's just the management is too good to be true." She jokes but meant all of it.
"And the pay is hefty." She added.
The two of you laughed as you sat there enjoying each bite of chicken and sip of wine. After a minute of fully enjoying the moment...
"So..."
"How's you and Mrs?" Yunjin suddenly asks.
"Heh! She's perfect." You answered not thinking of anything else as your mind drifted to your girlfriend.
"She really is."
"Kim Chaewon." You whispered. "She's the best, I... Seriously can't ask for more."
Unbeknownst to you, the girl you're currently with, the one sitting right next to you is having her heartbroken into tiny pieces as you continue your dialogue.
"I-i just love her."
'Of course you do.' The girl thought as she downs a whole glass of wine.
"Hey~ slow down there." You warned as you've realized how flushed her face is.
"Aahhhh! Whooo! That hits the spot." Yunjin exclaims as she slams the wine glass down.
"Y-you good?"
"Y-yeah, just... Jealous."
"Hehe, w-wait what?" You laughed thinking maybe you heard her wrong but little did you know that the magic of alcohol is doing its job.
"Yunjin."
"I mean two years... It really does make you wonder... How was I able to endure that long?"
"And if I'm being honest, the amount of workload I had would put shame into horses that have carriage all day."
"Jen."
"Hehe, right, that's my nickname, and it's been a while since you've called me that. Ever since you've dated Ms. Perfect you've been shy of calling me by my nickname." Her voice lowers as if she's losing energy mentioning the other girl.
"Uh..."
"Sshhh." She shushed before lowering her head on your shoulder.
"You said earlier that I can ask for anything right?"
Was it a mistake? Are you regretting giving your word that you'll be willing to give her anything. Now that she's showing a side of her that you never knew. No, this is for her, maybe she's gonna be reasonable despite the cracks that the alcohol let slip.
"W-what is it that you w-want?" You asked in a shaky voice.
Yunjin took a deep breath before saying; "You..."
Fuck.
"I want you..."
"But Yunjin, I have..." Perhaps you're being too hasty as you've failed to realize that Yunjin isn't finished yet.
"To look at me for tonight. Just me."
"Yunjin, this..."
You were about to say that 'this isn't right' but the alcohol starts hitting you, and your lips shut as your eyes are locked onto your coworker.
You then start to admire her visuals. You can't lie, you've had your fair share of glances at Yunjin before saying to yourself 'god she's beautiful.'
Her glimmering eyes, those plum lips, her cute nose mole. She's a sight to be stared at for a whole century, hell, forever even.
"Those eyes..." Yunjin whispers before taking the space in front of you locking you in between her legs as her arms snakes on your neck.
"Can they stay on me for the rest of the night?" Her hot breath brushes against your face, riddled with the smell of alcohol hits your nose causing your beads of sweat to form.
"H-how could they not?" You answered which caused Yunjin to turn away for a second.
"A-after those two years..." She whispered.
"It's stupid to assume that no one will catch a feeling for one another." She added.
"W-what are you sayin'?"
"I like you dummy." She replies in her shaky voice.
"Yun–.” Your lips shut as if she knew you were about to protest and say something she wouldn't be satisfied with.
But she didn't shut it with just a boring way, she shut it using her own lips. Those red plump alcohol hinted lips locks onto yours like it's the last thing she'll ever do.
"Hhmmm." As if her hunger was finally satiated, tasting every inch of your mouth exchanging your wine drowned spits.
Your hands instinctively traveled to her hips pressing her down to your legs before your make out session grew more and more aggressive.
[BUZZ]
Yunjin eyes shoots open when she hears her phone notification, quickly fishing it out of her pocket carefully as to not break your connection. She side eyes the phone to see a message from no other than...
Yunjin's eyes widens, guilt starts to creep in but she's already in too deep, as you've detached your lips from hers and start to explore her jawline tracing down her neck, giving Yunjin a chance to reply.
"What's that?" You asked as Yunjin quickly threw her phone away.
"Nothing, let's keep going?" Her devious smile made you anxious but with just a subtle lip bite you quickly came off your senses.
Your lips reconnect before her hands start working on your shirts button. You can feel the aggressiveness and frantic movements of her hands as she works unbuttoning each of them.
"Excited aren't we?" You teased in between the kisses.
Feeling her grin within your lips your hands traveled from her hips down towards her thighs. A hum escapes Yunjin's lips and hits your ears like a violin note played perfectly.
At the back of your mind, drowned by your wine pooling mind are the multiple thoughts. Most significant of them being... Guilt. You know that this isn't it and at the end of this you'll question yourself.
Yunjin pulls away from you before ripping off your shirt. Her eyes lights up from the sight as she almost drool over you. Being an exemplary employee she didn't want to let her superior be along with the experience. Quickly discarding her top presenting you with a sight you never expected to see.
"W-wow." You mouthed making Yunjin blush.
Your hands suddenly had a mind of their own and immediately landed on her slim hips. Feeling her milky skin against your hands was heavenly but then her hands suddenly grabs yours. Scared that they'll be pulled away, you tensed up producing a chuckle from Yunjin.
"Calm down..." She said softly.
"I won't leave." Yunjin's hands suddenly guides yours upwards.
Your eyes follow the path as it takes its time making sure you're able to trace her upper abs and finally reached her chest. A sigh of relief from both of you as if it took too long, but to be fair it did take 2 years for Yunjin to be in this position.
Speaking of which you've had enough of seeing Yunjin towering over you and you did felt her legs shaking during your hands travel up her torso.
Feeling her ease up at your touch giving her healthy mounds a good squeeze, you took the opportunity and switched. Carefully placing Yunjin down being wary to not leave the space between her legs.
It must've taken her by surprise, evident in her eyes beaming with excitement, even doing a tease by biting the tip of her finger giving you a seductive look.
Yunjin suddenly says; "I love you."
You paused looking at her sincere eyes. Your heart should've been firm for Chaewon but the way she's under you, the way her eyes digs deep through yours her chest rising up and down, her hands cupping your cheeks with such softness.
2 years really does have an impact especially when you're always with each other...
.
.
.
.
You didn't reply, you couldn't, how could you? This is all too sudden for you, even with the help of wine, your heart remains confused. On one hand you have Chaewon, who's been with you for almost a year now, she's been such a sweetheart, honestly don't deserve her evident from the fact that you're half naked on top of your secretary, speaking of which, on your other hand you have Yunjin, who's been with you since the beginning of your company, you were questioning the fact that she stayed for 2 years under your supervision giving her literally almost every work and yet she didn't ask for anything but seeing her now, hearing her confession made you realize what her reason is for staying that long.
"Hey... You're staring." She whispered softly.
"It's just... You're really beautiful." At the moment of heat you see her blush, trying to look away holding back her smile behind that lip bit of her.
Your heart swaying at the sight of the lady under you, damn it! Now your smiling at how adorably shy she is. How could you missed this, all those time you two were alone in your office.
All those overnight shifts you two had, even late night calls to verify a document. Fuck.
"Shall we?" She asks after recovering from earlier.
With agreement the only option you have, your lips reconnected with hers, tasting once more that sweet savoury lips of hers. However, Yunjin was eager to have more of you as her hands starts to work on your lower garments.
"Yunjin..." You whispered in between the spit exchange.
"Mhmm sir."
"Are you sure about this?" You questioned but that shouldn't have been directed to the lady.
You two paused before another smile from Yunjin appeared.
"I've waited 2 years for this, you think I'll question myself if I'm sure?"
The mere second after her answer, she finally finishes working on your pants pulling it down along with your underwear. You member swings and hits her thighs.
"Fuck." She hissed at the sight of your hard length.
Her hands wasted no time, gripping you and slowly stroking your member feeling the whole thing like she's never seen one before.
"You're so big... No wonder Chaewon's so possessive, even I'd keep this for myself." With your ego and cock being stroked. Yunjin took the opportunity to use her free hand to slowly remove her lower clothing as well.
"Fuck! You're wet–." You exclaimed as Yunjin starts rubbing the tip of your member onto her entrance.
Confident that you're well lubed, Yunjin fixes her position centering you inline with her core. A last look of assurance from both of you as you slowly penetrate her. Yunjin's face contorted in a mix of satisfied yet surprised look even going as to bite her lip to suppress her moan but a small whimper cuts through and enters your eardrums.
"F-fuck, sir!"
Meanwhile you're there trying your best not to be fully consumed by your lust, feeling her warm walls easing up on your member, makes your mouth salivate and it doesn't help that her moans along with her hands that's tussling with your hair was added with the sensation.
Now you're lost, within your feelings, within the sound of your assistant's moans and whimpers, within her arms around your neck and within her warm core. Skins slapping like there's no tomorrow as Yunjin's pulls you in for a kiss but ends up sucking your lips to somehow distribute the pleasure she's currently feeling but she's not alone as your hands grabs a hold of her orbs plying them like dough as you continue to bury yourself deep inside her.
"Aaahhh fucking–..." Your groan as you feel her walls clenching your member. A long sultry sigh from Yunjin tells you that's she climaxed arching her back while digging her nails onto you.
"Siiir!"
"Yes. Yunjin?" You asked.
"More." She answered before removing herself from you.
Such a contrast with words and action but you should've guessed what's happening. As Yunjin then repositioned herself on the arm rest of the couch, with her back side in front of you.
Glistening with her sweet juice, you just stare drooling at the sight of your assistant's juice bums. Your length twitched imagining the feel of her healthy loafs on your hand.
"What are you waiting for?" Yunjin seductively shakes her ass for you.
You swallowed a gallon of saliva before lining yourself against her ass, your eyes glued on her backside as your hands found its place on top of them.
"Hhmmm, sir. Just please put it in me."
"You're so fucking hot." You hissed as you slowly enter her core once more, her love liquid seeping through the crevice.
"Mhhmmm fuck!" Yunjin moaned.
"S-slap my ass sir." She suddenly asks, your hand twitched on top of her soft butt.
Giving them a good squeeze before placing a well controlled slap that leaves a few red marks on the lady's pearl skin. She hummed at the feel as you continued the deed matching every 5 strokes with a slap.
You then notice that Yunjin's core starts to get more and more wet along with her moans becoming more and more louder.
"Y-yes sir! Fuck me!"
"S-shit! God you're becoming tighter!"
"All because of you sir. Holy–f-fuck... your dick is so good!"
"I can't last any longer Yunjin!"
"Do it sir! Inside me! Fill me up!"
You gave her ass another slap before digging into her the deepest that you can before shooting wads of your seed. A loud moan escapes both of your lips as you collapse alongside each other. You two took your time to catch your breath as she rests her head on your chest with her hand placed on top of your heart.
"Sir." Yunjin called after her breathing became normal.
"Yunjin." The two of you sure should've had a lot to say to each other but the moment your eyes meet those words were brushed to the side and you could only smile.
Yunjin whispers: "I love you."
Then suddenly...
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you found yourself giggling and pouring another shot despite getou telling you no. he told you you were already drunk enough, but you shooed him away, telling him you were grown. your eyes scanned over the people in your living room, falling directly on the tall, white-haired man reclined on your couch.
“hi.” you greeted, practically undressing him with your eyes as you took a seat next to him.
“hi. i assume this is your party?” he responded, taking a sip of his drink. you nodded, tucking your bottom lip in between your teeth.
“mhm. i’ve seen you around getou, but i never got your name.” you tilted your head to the side and sized him up, thinking to yourself about how he’d definitely be your newest boy toy alongside getou. everything about him was alluring and you couldn’t wait to get your hands on him.
“gojo. gojo satoru.” you reached out your hand to shake his, but he brought your hand up to his lips, placing a soft kiss on your skin. you melted in your seat, suppressing a moan at the gesture.
for the rest of the night, you had eyes for gojo and gojo only. the two of you were paired up for the team drinking games and you hadn’t left his lap in hours. you continuously whispered lewd things in his ear, telling him how you couldn’t wait for everyone to leave so he could fuck you into oblivion. it grew harder and harder for him to ignore his growing erection, shifting in his seat to hide it from all of the other guests, though they weren’t even looking in your direction.
unbeknownst to you, getou was a few feet away, watching you practically fuck his best friend on the couch. he wouldn’t have minded if you hadn’t been grinding on him earlier. he wouldn’t have minded if you didn’t flirt with him every time you saw him on campus, trying to get him out of his pants. it wasn’t a secret that you slept around, but getou thought that you would at least have the decency to avoid flirting with his best friend while you all were in the same room.
as soon as getou had walked into your small house party, you were glued to his hip, touching him in every place you could. your hands constantly prying at the zipper of his pants, begging him to accompany you to the bathroom so you could suck him off. how could he resist those pretty doe eyes? of course he agreed, but as soon as the two of you got up to handle business, gojo sauntered in, late as always. getou greeted his best friend as you stood behind him, drinking in his image. your gawking didn’t go unnoticed by gojo, sending you a wink before moving to grab drinks with getou.
getou was seething with anger as he watched you and gojo cozy up to each other. your incessant laughter and your deliberate touching sparked a bit of jealousy in getou. he knew exactly how to get you back.
as the night ended, gojo had to make his leave so he could tend to some unfinished business. only you and getou remained after everyone else had made their way home. you were wasted and still trying to clean your living room, but you were having a difficult time with the room spinning. giggling up a storm, you set the trash bag down and skipped over to getou who was leaning on the kitchen island.
“suguru, why’re you still here?” your words slurred as you leaned on his body, fingers playing with his belt loop.
“helping you clean up.” he replied dryly, moving your hands off of him and turning around to collect the empty red cups on the counter. your eyebrows furrowed and you pouted at his short response.
“why you so mean? is it because i didn’t get to give you head, hm?” you took a few steps closer to him with his back still turned.
“no, y/n. just shut that pretty mouth of yours so i can finish up.”
“suguruuuu,” you sing-songed, “are you mad about that? i can still do it, ya’ know.” you pressed your chest against his back, running your hands down his abdomen before reaching his belt buckle.
“y/n, leave me alone.” getou warned, his patience growing thin. you didn’t listen though, unbuckling his belt with your hands and working to unzip his zipper.
“’s okay, suguru. i’ll make you feel all better. grumpy guys like you just need to cum s’all. you—”
“you never stop fucking talking, do you?” getou snatched your hands off of him and spun around, yanking you back by your hair and earning a high pitched yelp from you. “you’ve been all over me since i got here, but a slut like you can’t take no for an answer.” you whimpered in his hold, bringing your hand up to his fingers laced in your hair.
“getou, i’ll leave you alone. promise.” you whined, trying to pry his hands from your scalp, but he only tightened his grip, yanking your head down so you could crane your neck upwards to look at him. he was almost unrecognizable, his face etched with anger and desire.
“no, no, no, baby. it’s too late for that. c’mon, let’s go to your room.” he shoved you in the direction of your bedroom, fingers still laced in your hair as the two of you reached your the room.
“on your knees.” you dropped down to your knees as soon as he let go of your hair, your doe eyes boring into his dark and lust blown pupils. you wanted so badly to paw at the growing erection confined underneath his pants, but you knew you’d only dig yourself a deeper grave.
getou began walking around your room in search of something, but you weren’t sure what. “w-what are you doing?” you asked.
“well, i know a slut like you has a stash of toys around here somewhere. ah, here we go.” he opened your nightstand drawer and chuckled at the array of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, and lube you had tucked away. he grabbed the thicker purple one you had, closing the drawer before returning to stand in front of you.
“take all this off for me.” he sat across from you on the ottoman that was near the foot of your bed with his legs spread. you licked your lips and began stripping of your clothing with no hesitation. you couldn’t help the arousal that was already leaking down your thigh from the way he was looking down at you, hungry eyes waiting to devour you. almost entirely naked in front of him, only your lace thong remained, a dark patch forming as you squeezed your thighs together. getou didn’t speak, only shooting you glare, silently berating you for still wearing underwear. you took the hint and disposed of them, biting you lip as the air hit your glistening heat, the cold causing your nipples to perk up.
“atta girl.” getou stood up and took a few steps towards you, his bulge directly at eye level with you. your mouth watered as he unbuckled his belt and removed it. he grinned, knowing you were getting excited at the thought of wrapping your lips around his fat cock. but to your dismay, his cock stayed tucked away as he wrapped his belt around your neck, tightening it enough to just barely squeeze your throat, but not tight enough to cut your air off completely. you gasped, looking up at him with those pleading eyes, but he didn’t let up.
he reached for the belt you had on with your shorts and tied your hands behind your back with it, crouching down in front of you as he watched you squirm.
“suguru, not fair!” you whined, poking your bottom lip out. “wanna touch you, please.”
“you haven’t earned it, honey. let’s see…” he trailed off, his fingers ghosting over your clit. you gulped, looking away from him as his fingers ran up and down your slit, collecting your arousal on them. “you’re already this wet? hm. yeah, you can ride your little toy, can’t you?” his question wasn’t so much a question, but more a demand as he suctioned the dildo on the hardwood floor in between your thighs.
“can i please have your cock instead?” you begged, but getou pulled on the belt around your throat, silencing you.
“did i stutter? be a good little slut and ride it.” he let go off the belt and stood up to his full height. you did as you were told and mounted the plastic dick, sinking down onto it, moaning at the burning stretch of your walls. it had been a while since you had used this toy in particular, so adjusting was a bit more difficult than usual.
“that’s it, baby. keep going.” you began bouncing up and down on the toy, mewling as it pushed past your walls, the slight curve hitting your g spot. your essence covered the base of the dildo, glimmering under the lights in your room. you moaned out, rotating your hips to hit deeper inside, eyes watering at the blissful sensation as you continued riding.
getou tugged on the belt that was wrapped around your throat, the lack of oxygen only aiding your orgasm. tears streamed down your cheeks as you continued bouncing up and down on your dildo, never breaking eye contact with him as you moaned loudly.
“so fucking pathetic. i broke a slut like you without even touching you.” he laughed in your face, watching you flutter your eyes shut as you neared your orgasm, your cunt clenching around the toy. “a pathetic fucking slut. say it.” you felt a harsh sting hit your cheek, getou’s hand hitting your face caused more tears to sting at your eyes.
“‘m just a pathetic slut!” you cried out, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your body began to spasm in his hold, feeling yourself reach your climax, but your world came crashing down within an instant. Your eyes shot open, realizing getou had pulled the dildo out of your sopping hole. tears spilled out from your eyes, bottom lip quivering as you looked at the glistening toy held in his hands.
“aw, someone’s upset they didn't get to cum? Is that what you wanted, honey? You wanted to make yourself cum?” getou mocked, grinning as he watched you writhe and try to maneuver yourself out of the belt binding your hands behind your back.
“suguru, please! wanna cummm!” you sobbed, rubbing your thighs together to alleviate the building pressure in your core. He hummed to himself before shoving the dildo into your mouth, watching you gag harshly at the sudden intrusion.
“that’s right, baby. clean up your fucking mess.” he goaded, holding your head in place as he fucked your throat with your own toy, mesmerized by the erotic sight of your saliva dripping down onto your breasts. you squeezed your eyes shut as you coughed around the toy, struggling to swallow around it and take it any further, but getou was determined for you to take the whole thing. he squeezed the back of your neck, praising you as you finally managed to fit all of it inside of your mouth for a few seconds before he pulled it out, leaving you gasping for air.
“you can’t even fit all of this in your mouth? well, how ya’ gonna take all of me?” he faux pouted, squishing your cheeks together to open your mouth before spitting onto your tongue. you moaned, swallowing his saliva and rocking back and forth on your heels.
“i wanna try.” you mumbled, looking up at him through your wet lashes.
“that’s adorable, honey. you won’t be able to take it all,” getou chuckled.
“y-yes i can. i can take it. pleasepleaseplease, suguru. i’ll be a good girl.” you nodded your head rapidly with glossy eyes, trying your best to reassure him that you could take all of him.
“i don’t think you deserve it. now where’s that damn vibrator?” he cooed, looking around your room until he spotted your pink wand vibrator laying on your nightstand. you whined as he crossed the room to grab it, pleading with him to just split you in half with his cock, but he ignored you. he lifted you off of the ground and tossed you onto the bed on your stomach, lifting your ass up in the air. before you even had a chance to react, vibrations shot up through your core as he pressed the vibrator to your swollen clit. you dug your face into the sheets, crying out as your tight hole clenched around nothing.
“you’re not gonna cum. do you understand?” you only managed to nod your head before getou delivered a sharp slap to your ass, jolting your body forward as you yelped.
“yes, suguru! i won’t cum!” you wailed, digging your fingernails into the palms of your hands that were still restrained behind your back. your arousal dripped down your thigh as getou turned the wand up, your mouth gaping open as your cunt spasmed.
“fuck, this pussy is so pretty, baby. i hope it tastes as good as it looks.” getou crouched down behind you, groping your ass and spreading it open, placing the vibrator directly on your clit before licking one long stripe up your slit. you shuddered as his tongue came in contact with your heat, the wet muscle working inside of your cunt. you moaned out, arching your back and pushing your ass against his mouth as he lapped up your juices, working in sync with the vibrator.
“mmmph���suguru, fuck! i c-can’t!” you sighed, your eyes crossing and tongue lolling out as he turned the vibrator setting up once again. he spanked your ass with his free hand, moaning in between your thighs at the sweet taste of your essence, massaging the flesh of your backside.
“yes, you can. if you want daddy’s cock, you can.” he muttered into your folds, his tongue wiggling in and out of you as he applied more pressure to your clit. your legs trembled as you your cunt contracted around his tongue, trying to stave off of your orgasm just at the thought of having getou buried inside of you. you were losing your mind, thoughts spinning in your head as getou’s assail on your cunt continued.
“can i p-please—fuuuck—can i please cum?” you pleaded as you attempted to inch away from the man. he grabbed your waist and pulled you back with a death like grip on your hips, burying his face in your cunt as he turned the vibrator up to the highest setting. the air was knocked from your lungs and you forgot how to form sentences, the stimulation becoming too much for you to handle.
“don’t fucking run from me. if you can’t take this, you can’t take my cock.” his hand brutally slapped your ass three times while he feasted on you like the last supper, slurping up your juices and spitting on your cunt, rubbing the vibrator on your poor little clit. “you still want daddy’s cock, don’t you?” you were drooling on the sheets, whispering “yes, daddy” over and over again, since those were the only two words your fucked out brain could manage to spew out.
getou hummed, experimenting as his thumb pressed against your puckered hole, letting it barely sink inside. you shook your head, knowing that if he pressed inside of your tight ass, you’d cum then and there.
“n-no. ‘s too much! let me-“ you halted mid sentence, your nails drawing blood from how hard they dug into your palm. your legs gave out as getou’s thumb bullied its way inside of your ass, holding it like an anchor. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your body seized. you were so close to the edge, your orgasm clouding your mind.
“take it.” he pulled back from your cunt and spit in your asshole, sliding his thumb in and out before returning to your cunt. you shook your head no, smothering your face in the sheets to muffle your strained cries. “be a good girl and take it.”
“c-cum. p-please.” you stuttered, your voice just barely audible, flexing your hands behind your back to distract yourself from the pressure. getou turned the vibrator off and pulled away from your cunt, your slick decorating the lower half of his face. you collapsed onto the bed
“you think you deserve daddy’s cock now?” getou pulled on his belt that was still wrapped around your throat, lifting you back up. your mascara smeared on your cheeks and swollen lips parted, your eyes hanging low.
“yes, i’ll be good ‘n take it everythin’ you give me.” you panted out, almost too dazed to speak.
“everything, huh?” he smirked, his eyes darkening. “you might regret that, honey. satoru! c’mere.” your eyebrows furrowed as you looked over at the doorway, the white haired man that you were practically drooling over earlier leaning against the doorframe.
“hi, sweet pea. miss me already?” gojo grinned, crossing the threshold to enter your bedroom. you swore he left when everyone else did, so how did he get in?
“h-how did y—“
“i left the door unlocked for him. you didn’t think i would keep you all to myself now, did you? not after you were practically dry humping satoru a few hours ago.” getou slid the belt off of your neck, rubbing your nape as you gawked up at gojo who was now towering over you, the bulge in his pants mere centimeters away from your face.
your cheeks ran hot, remembering rubbing your cunt up against gojo’s thigh as you sat in his lap, quietly getting yourself off while everyone was preoccupied with drinking games. however, getou was watching you from your kitchen. watching you muffle your moans with gojo’s shoulder. watching your eyes glaze over as you finally came, nuzzling your face into his neck. you remembered gojo’s slender fingers groping your ass as he whispered obscenities in your ear, telling you how he’d absolutely wreck you later on for being such a needy whore. he’d ruin you for leaving a wet patch on his pants because you were so drunk, you couldn’t contain yourself.
“such a pretty thing.” gojo pressed his thumb to your bottom lip, pulling it down before sliding it in between your lips. you sucked around the digit, looking up at him through your lashes. “you’re going to do what i say, right? be a good girl and do whatever suguru and i ask of you, right?” you nodded, feeling getou’s hands prop up your backside and arch your back. gojo’s thumb pressed down on your tongue, causing you to gag before he pulled it from your mouth, a string of spit connecting from your lip. suddenly, you felt something cold press against your puckered hole, eyes widening as something thick squeezed its way into your ass. you yelped out, falling forward as your arms gave out under you. getou chuckled behind you, sliding his tongue over his bottom lip as he sunk the lube covered heart shaped jewel butt plug further into your ass.
“sugu—haaah—fuck!” you cried out as gojo shushed you, stroking your hair before pressing his fingers into your scalp and yanking your head upwards. his cock twitched in his pants looking at your mouth gape open and your eyes crossing at the intrusion in your ass.
“open.” gojo demanded. you parted your lips and stuck your tongue out as he hucked a glob of spit onto your tongue, his free hand unbuttoning his pants to free his cock. “keep it right there for me. keep that tongue out.” his cock sprung out from his boxers, his hand gripping the base as he slapped it on your tongue a few times. you moaned out, drool pooling out of your open mouth as getou finally pushed the entire plug inside of you.
“look at this filthy fucking ass, satoru. never thought a slut like her would be so tight.” getou spanked your ass three times, leaving reddened handprints on your cheeks. your eyes watered at the stinging sensation, the tip of gojo’s cock resting on your tongue. you whined, fighting the urge to swallow gojo whole, your poor cunt feeling neglected from all the attention on your asshole. arousal dropped down your thigh as getou tugged on the plug, pulling it out halfway before pushing it back inside.
gojo pulled his cock from your mouth before glaring down at you. “spit on it.” your mouth hovered over his cock, decorating his length with the saliva he’d spit in your mouth a few moments earlier. your lips wrapped around us tip, flicking your tongue against the slit, hollowing out your cheeks and sucking his tip like a vacuum.
“shiiit—you nasty bitch. you can do better than that.” he pushed your head down to the base, his cock prodding at the back of your throat while you coughed and gagged around his length, your nose pressed up against his lower abdomen. your eyes watered as he bobbed your head up and down him, forcing you to fit all of him inside of your mouth. “breathe through your nose. you can take it,” he cooed.
getou slapped your folds with the tip of his cock, teasing you before sinking halfway into your wet heat from behind. his hands grabbed your hips, bending his leg up on the bed to fuck you. you moaned around gojo’s length, bucking your hips as getou continued his descent into your cunt, hissing as you spasmed around his length.
“squeezing me too fucking good, fucking slut. how many times did you touch yourself to the thought of me filling you up like this?” getou spat, fingers digging into the flesh of your ass as he finally thrusted his hips forward, slamming the rest of his cock into your hole. gojo’s cock slipped out of your mouth, a throaty yelp escaping your lips, followed by high pitched whimpers as getou slowly thrusted in and out of you, almost taking his length out of you completely before slowly sinking back into you, forcing you to feel every inch, ridge, and vein of his cock.
“suguruuu, i can’t! just fuck me, please.” you begged, attempting to push at getou’s abdomen with your hands still bound behind your back. getou took the opportunity to grab your clawing hands, pulling them closer to his body to arch your back even more.
“i’m not fucking you? you don’t feel my cock stretching you out baby? i thought you were gonna be a good girl and take what give you?” getou mocked, faux pouting as he continued his agonizing pace, slowly fucking you and just grazing your g spot. tears welled in your eyes as your mouth hung open, cunt spasming every time his cock brushed against your sweet spot. you hung your head low, cunt aching for getou to ram in and out of you like a madman.
“i don’t remember telling you to stop sucking my cock. c’mon.” gojo flared his nostrils while looking down at your lewd expression, rutting his hips back into your mouth. you choked on his cock, swallowing around his length as you sucked him dry to muffle your cries. he threw his head back letting out a low groan as his cock twitched in your mouth, his hand holding your neck in place as he fucked your throat.
your eyes rolled into the back of your head as getou rammed his hips into you with more rigor, his tip prodding against your cervix with each thrust. he toyed with your butt plug, tugging at it and cursing under his breath at the sight.
“i don’t think any of those other cornballs you’ve fucked could make you—hah—make you feel this good, baby, hm? don’t you agree?” getou grunted, watching in awe as his cock disappeared inside of you, a ring of white cream forming at the base. you moaned around gojo’s length, shaking your head no as best as you could with his cock down your throat.
“you tryna milk me dry, y/n? fuck.” gojo moaned, cerulean eyes boring into yours as you continued sucking him off, coughing as he forced you all the way down once more. “shit…i’m gonna cum.”
you took his warning as a green light, hollowing out your cheeks and vacuuming his cock, your tongue running along the underside of his length. gojo’s jaw dropped, watching saliva pool out of your mouth, his cock pulsating in your mouth, the overwhelming sensation of your warm mouth enveloping his cock bringing him to his limit.
getou stopped thrusting into you, hips stilling inside of you as he smacked your ass. “c’mon, slut. bounce on daddy’s dick. don’t act like you don’t know what to do.” you began throwing your ass back on getou, your hips meeting his with the lewd sounds of skin slapping filling the room. getou’s cock dragged along your walls, his tip finally hitting your g spot since he’d entrusted you to set your own pace as you bounced on his dick.
“fuckfuckfuckfuck. be a good slut and swallow all my fucking cum.” gojo pushed your head down, shooting his load down your throat as his legs shook, his thick cum trickling down the back of your throat. you moaned at his warmth, the bitter taste lingering on your tongue. you released his cock from your mouth with a loud pop, bringing your lips right back to his tip and flicking your tongue on the slit, sucking only the tip. gojo furrowed his brows, your mouth sucking every last drop of his cum out. you moaned, feeling your orgasm approaching as getou slapped your ass over and over, mesmerized by the way your ass rippled each time your hips met his.
you grinned, watching gojo look down at you in disgust as you licked the underside of his length, moving down to take his balls into your mouth and suck.
“oh fu—oh my god, fucking disgusting s-slut.” gojo stuttered, practically shoving you off of him, the overstimulation becoming too much. you lazily giggled, biting your bottom lip as you moaned. getou’s hands gripped your hips as he began thrusting again, moving even faster and penetrating you deeper than before.
“nnngh—suguru wait.” you cried out, not ready for the sudden change of pace. getou smirked, your cries only coaxing on his roughness. gojo’s hand swiped across your face before grabbing it and forcing you to look at him. he noticed your low whimpers and your bottom lip tucked into your mouth.
“mmm, you fucking like that don’t you? you like when i handle you just like this, don’t you?” gojo cooed, his hand coming back to tap your face. you nodded, eyes crossing as getou’s fingers found your clit, drawing circles on the swollen nub.
“yeah, she fucking likes it. this pretty pussy squeezes my cock whenever you hit her like that.” getou grunted, gritting his teeth as he staved off his orgasm until you came. “keep squeezing me just like that, baby, shit.” you felt his cock pulsate and twitch inside of you, your cunt gripping him as he continued thrusting into your g spot.
“suguru, pleaseee. can i cummm?” you mewled, eyes meeting gojo’s once more as your legs shook, cunt clenching in search of release. getou groaned, his fingers worked relentlessly on your clit as tears spilled down your face.
“ask satoru, honey. ask satoru if you can cum on daddy’s cock.”
“‘toru, c-can i please?” you whined, looking up at him with doe eyes.
“be a good slut and cream all over suguru’s cock.” gojo leaned down, his lips grazing against yours. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as getou’s cock hammered inside of you, hitting your g-spot over and over again. you cried out, cunt spasming around his length as euphoria showered your body. your arousal sprayed onto the sheets below as your body convulsed, incoherent babbles escaping your lips. the two men watched in awe as your spent body trembled, getou chasing his own release while you hit the end of your orgasm. his hips stuttered as he painted your insides white, his seed spilling out of your hole after he pulled out. your chest rose and fell quickly as you caught your breath, collapsing onto the bed as getou released your hips.
“doin’ so good for us.” getou praised, taking a seat next to you on the bed. his hand gently stroked your back before lifting you up and setting you on his lap, leaning back on the headboard. “spread those legs, let satoru see how pretty your cunt looks with my cum dripping out of you.” you languidly opened your legs, cunt on full display in front of gojo as getou’s seed seeped out of your clenching hole. you rolled your head back onto getou’s shoulder, his hands gripping the insides of your thigh to pry them open even more.
“don’t get sleepy now. we’re not done, baby.” gojo leaned closer to your body, taking two fingers and slipping them inside of your cunt to plug getou’s leaking seed. you writhed, moaning at his fingers scissoring inside of you. getou chuckled, leaving chaste kisses on your neck while massaging your thighs. gojo pulled his fingers out of you and pressed them to your lips. you opened your mouth, allowing him to slip his digits in, sucking getou’s cum off of them.
“i know you want more. the way you’re sucking on my fingers like the insatiable whore you are.” you moaned around his fingers at his degrading words, your cunt clenching and spilling out the seed that gojo had just stuffed back into you. his fingers left your mouth as he lined himself up with your entrance before plunging into your wetness, groaning at your cunt wrapping around him. you arched off of getou’s chest, mewling at his cock moving deep inside of you.
“shit, you didn’t tell me how good this pussy felt.” satoru gasped, slamming his hips into you with abandon. he couldn’t control himself the moment his cock sank inside of you, your velvety walls sucking him.
“f-fuck, ‘toru it—“ you interrupted your sentence with a gasp as getou pulled the butt plug out of your ass, his free hand wrapping around your throat and squeezing at the sides.
“i think this pretty ass is ready to be fucked, hm?” getou turned your head to side, crashing his lips onto yours as you moaned in his mouth. he lifted your hips up and pried your hole open with his cock, slowly sinking you back down until he was fully bottomed out. gojo’s thrusts had paused, being so kind as to allow you to adjust to this foreign feeling. your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you squirmed in between them. gojo was longer, but getou was thicker. gojo was deeper inside of you, but getou’s girth was painfully stretching out your ass.
“i can’t. ‘s too much.” you whimpered, pushing off of getou with your hands behind your back, but getou wasn’t having it. his grip on your throat tightened, his other hand wrapping around your waist and pulling you back against his chest.
“aw, what happened to taking what i give you? weren’t you beggin’ for my cock earlier? well, you got it now. be. grateful.” he accompanied both of his last two words with harsh thrusts up into your ass, grunting at how tight your unused hole was. you wailed out and nodded, tears rolling down your eyes at the intensity.
“y-yes. ‘m grateful for both of your cocks. feel so full.” you squeezed your eyes shut, heart beating inside of your chest as two resumed thrusting in and out of you. gojo pushed your knees to your chest to fuck into you deeper, moaning as his cock dragged along your walls, rubbing against getou’s cock buried deep into your ass. your ankles were next to your ears, getou’s hands holding your ass and gojo’s pressing the back of your knees to your chest.
“you look so pretty like this. stuffed full of both of our cocks, and look. can see my cock in your tummy, baby.” gojo pressed his forehead on yours, both of you looking down in between your bodies at the bulge that appeared in your stomach with every thrust. your mouth fell open and your cunt spasmed at the sight, unable to peel your eyes away from it as you whimpered.
the way their cocks split you in half was maddening. their thrusts alternated, always keeping you full no matter what hole. it was mind fucking and your head was spinning in circles from the stimulation.
“gonna—gonna cum!” you moaned, tongue lolling out of your mouth as they both continued assaulting your cunt faster. getou slapped your thigh as he held it, fingers digging into your flesh as your ass continued sucking him in, feeling impossibly tight around him.
both men’s grunts and groans were melodic, sounding like music to your ears which aided to your impending climax. you tensed up, body freezing up as euphoria shot through your entire body, cunt twitching as you came. your essence sprayed onto gojo’s lower abdomen as you rode out your high, mind blanking.
you closed your eyes for what you thought was a few seconds, but as you opened your eyes, you found yourself pressed against getou’s chest as he held you up by your knees with your legs spread wide open. he leaned against the wall, peeking over your shoulder at gojo who was kneeling in between your legs. you didn’t remember switching positions, mind still fuzzy from your orgasm. had you gone unconscious?
you jolted in getou’s hold as gojo licked one long strip up your slit, gathering all of your cum and his on his tongue.
“wh—“ you rested your head on getou’s shoulder as he whispered praises in your ear, reassuring you that you could give them another couple orgasm because you’re their good girl. gojo lapped up your arousal, sucking on your clit while he stroked his own dick, moaning in between your legs. after he was done feasting, he stood up and squeezed your cheeks together, your lips parting just enough for him to slowly spit some of your cum and his into your mouth. getou cursed at the nasty scene in front of him, watching you obediently swallow the cum.
“that’s a good fucking girl.” gojo cooed, smiling as you looked up at him with pleading eyes.
“need more, please.” you begged, wriggling in getou’s hold anxiously, needing to feel as full as you did moments ago. it was addicting and you needed more.
“turn her around.” gojo told getou as he licked his lips, eyes focused on your dripping cunt. you whined as getou placed you on the ground only to spin you around facing him. he lifted you up by your thighs as gojo pressed his chest against your back, his cock pressing into your lower back.
“tell us what you want, baby.” getou’s cock prodded at your entrance, teasing you as you whimpered, glossy eyes peering up at him.
“want you both to stuff all of my holes, please. want you to cum inside of me & make me yours.” it was almost pathetic how needy you were for these two men. of all the partners you had been with, none of them held a candle to getou and gojo. the pair talked down on you like you were street garbage, but fucked you like it was their last time to show you how much they adored you. you absolutely loved it.
“like this?” gojo’s cock slowly disappeared into your ass while getou did the same in your cunt. almost immediately after they bottomed out, you felt the need to cum. this new position allowed their cocks to penetrate deeper inside of you than before.
“ohhhh god.” you whimpered, eyes rolling back as your head dropped onto gojo’s shoulder. the men began pounding into you relentlessly, showing no remorse. they hadn’t been so kind as to allow you to adjust before they started their assail. you couldn’t even moan, only uttering pathetic whimpers and choked out gasps, the breath constantly being knocked out of your lungs. any sentences you tried to form were reduced to broken words and stutters, your brain struggling to keep up with the intensity. your legs were flailing around in the air over getou’s arms, moving like jello with every thrust. you couldn’t even register the degrading things gojo and getou were saying to you, far too deep in bliss to understand, only recognizing the grunts and groans falling from their lips.
“you still with us, sweet pea? or did we flip a switch in that empty brain of yours?” gojo teased, hissing at your tight hole squeezing him in, his cock rubbing against getou’s through your thin walls.
“nnngh—uh huh.” you mewled, excitedly bouncing up and down on their cocks to meet their harsh thrusts. your cunt continuously contracting around getou’s cock, his furious thrusts and throbbing cock hitting your g-spot repeatedly. you knew you wouldn’t last long with them ramming into you like this, but you had little to no warning when an orgasm washed over you, body twitching and back arching as your arousal gushed out of you. you swore you came for more than two minutes, muscles spasming and legs shaking as gojo and getou continued plunging into you while they chased their own release.
getou came first, filling up your asshole with his load while sucking on your neck, leaving his mark on your body. gojo followed shortly after, painting your walls white with his seed, moaning out your name as his hips stilled. the three of you stayed in this same position for a few moments, collecting yourselves and gathering the energy to move.
“fucking best pussy i’ve ever had. i can see why everyone raves on about you.” gojo chuckled, placing kisses on your neck and collarbone while getou did the same on the other side.
“i think we might have to keep you for ourselves. keep you as our own personal slut. i don’t want anyone else touching this pussy.” getou reached behind your back, removing the belt binding your hands together. a wave of relief washed over you as you felt your wrists being freed. you brought your hands out from behind your back and laced your fingers through both men’s hair, sighing out in pleasure as both their lips were attached to your neck, kissing and sucking on every inch of skin. you nodded, gasping as getou and gojo slipped their cocks out of you, their cum dribbling out of your fucked out holes while they gently let you down. your legs just about gave out from how sore they were, cunt aching as you wobbled over to your bed. you collapsed on the sheets, sighing out as you rolled onto your back, looking at gojo and getou standing at the end of the bed.
“hope we didn’t go too hard on you, sweet pea.” gojo took a seat on the bed next to you, rubbing your knuckles with his thumb before bringing your hand up to his lips for a kiss. you shook your head and lazily smiled with your eyes still shut.
“was really good,” you mumbled, looking over at getou who was throwing his clothes back on. your eyebrows furrowed as you sat up a bit, wondering why he was getting dressed. you knew they wouldn’t stay long, but you didn’t think he’d be leaving this early.
“sugy, where you going?” you asked, your bottom lip quivering. gojo chuckled to himself, laying down next to you.
“i’m not leaving if that’s what you were wondering. i figured you’d be hungry so i was gonna grab something to eat for us. we can watch a movie or something when i get back.” he reassured, walking over to you and giving you a quick peck as he stroked your hair. you exhaled, not realizing you were holding your breath the entire time.
“he told you, you’re ours now. we wouldn’t leave you high and dry like that. now come on, i’ll let you rest a little before suguru comes back.” gojo pulled you down to his chest, his finger running up and down your bare spine as getou left. you smiled as you drifted off to sleep with gojo’s hands roaming your body.
gojo looked down at your sleeping body and hummed to himself, glad that he and suguru had finally made you theirs. though before today, you had never even gave gojo a second glance, gojo was always in the background. getou’s several failed attempts and sleazy schemes had finally paid off. you would only spread your legs for them and no one else.
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Hi! How is ur day going btw? I thought the event ur running is super cool so I wanted to send smth in.
For the new Disney fic event, is it okay if I could get a male reader that’s based off of Mother Gothel from Tangled? I hope I formatted everything okay.
-🌠 anon
{ Disney Character Event }
Hi, 🌠 anon!! My day is going great so far and I'm glad you like the event! Thanks for the ask! And I saw the follow up you sent as well, don't worry, it's totally fine, I've done the same! <3
m!reader (as Mother Gothel) x twst characters
ೃ⁀➷ Included characters: Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit
: ̗̀➛ Info: You care a lot about your appearance and how others see you, so you'll often lie to save yourself from being embarrassed.
ೃ⁀➷ Just 💖
ೃ⁀➷ Established relationship
ೃ⁀➷ You're in your s/o's dorm
ೃ⁀➷ Kinda proofread, please ignore any mistakes
TW: None
"Uh— Y/N?! How much baking powder did you add to these?!" Jamil asked, pulling the flat cupcakes out of the oven. You glanced over from making the icing. "The amount you said." You responded.
"Clearly not since the tops of the cupcakes are all flat and sunken. How much did you add?" He repeated. You thought for a moment. "Three quarters of a teaspoon." Jamil actually froze for a second. He took a second to collect himself.
"Darling, you're supposed to add a quarter of a teaspoon per one cup of flour. I added one and a half cups of flour to the mix." He said. You smiled inwardly at the nickname.
"You said earlier that you'd added three cups of flour." You said. To be honest, you were lying. You'd heard him say the correct amount, but you'd already put the baking powder in and hadn't wanted to admit your mistake.
"I know for a fact that I said one and a half. I even checked the recipe to make sure." Jamil stated. You shrugged. "I probably misheard you, then."
Jamil sighed. He suspected that it was a lie as you'd done similar things in the past, but he decided not to call you out on it. It'd only lead to an unnecessary argument that would result in you being angry at him for the rest of the day. And he'd grown used to cuddling you at night; it was a good way of relieving stress. If you were mad at him, that certainly wouldn't happen.
"Well, it's nothing serious, we can just remake them." Jamil remarked, dumping the failed batch of cupcakes and the batter into the trash. "Maybe I should do the measurements and you can mix." Jamil said. You swatted at him, but he ducked out of the way.
"Looks like someone's in a bad mood." He said with a smirk. You hated that smirk, it got under your skin so easily. You turned you head away with a scowl. Jamil backtracked, moving around the counter and walking over to you. He wrapped his arms around your waist.
"My apologies, my love, I didn't mean to make you upset. Don't be mad at me." There was a slight pleading tone in his voice, which made you smile. You knew that Jamil normally only showed affection or called you by nicknames behind closed doors, so you figured that you had the upper hand.
"Fine, fine." You said. "On one condition." You saw his face immediately become wary. "I suppose it depends on the condition."
You turned around to face him, still in his arms. "The condition is... that you have to give me a kiss." You smiled, wrapping your arms loosely around his neck. Jamil looked caught off guard and his face flushed. "Can we... kiss later? Someone might walk in here."
"Nope. Right here." You said. Jamil sighed, walking to all the entryways and peering around, then returned. "Fine, just a quick kiss." He relented. You grinned and leaned closer to him. He closed the gap, pressing his lips against yours.
After a moment, you separated. Then he leaned forward to plant another soft kiss on the side of your neck. You felt a slight shiver, feeling his lips leave your neck. You moved to kiss him again, but he was already there. This kiss was more firm, more needy. You felt your mouth curl upward into a smile and you giggled.
You cursed yourself inwardly as Jamil leaned back, regaining his composure. "My apologies. I..." He trailed off. Then he made a face. "That was your plan from the beginning, wasn't it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." You said, slipping out of his grasp. "Oh, I guess we should finish making these cupcakes." Jamil nodded with an annoyed look on his face. "Why Kalim wanted cupcakes is beyond me..."
"Y/N, did you use my eyeshadow palette that I bought yesterday?" Vil asked, rummaging through the drawers of his vanity. You were sitting on his bed fixing your eyeliner, which you had realized was slightly off. The question made you stop for a second, before continuing. "No. Is it not there?" You asked.
"I wouldn't be asking if I could find it." Vil remarked. You nodded, though Vil couldn't see it. "I guess you're right." You said. You hissed with annoyance, your now shaky hands not allowing you to make a straight line. Vil turned around. "Hm?"
"I just messed up my eyeliner." You explained. Vil frowned, standing up and firmly grabbed your wrist. "Your hands are shaking. How many cups of coffee have you drank today?" He asked.
"One."
"What have you eaten today?"
"An omelet with some toast and bacon. I had some yogurt about half an hour ago."
"And how have you been sleeping?"
"About eight hours. Why?"
Vil didn't answer. "Y/N, did you lie to me just now?" He crossed his arms. "No? I slept for—"
"Not about how long you slept; about my eyeshadow palette." He interrupted. You felt your heart skip a beat. Uh oh. "No, why would I?" You asked, hoping he'd leave it at that. Unfortunately, he didn't.
"Because the only other reason you might be shaking is because you're nervous. It's not even remotely cold in here, and even if it was, your hands wouldn't be the only part of you that was shaking." His eyes narrowed. "I don't appreciate being lied to."
You fidgeted uncomfortablely under his gaze until the silence became unbearable. "Okay, yes, I did take your eyeshadow palette." You admitted, feeling your face heat up with embarrassment.
"And where is it?" Vil inquired. You fidgeted with your fingers. "Well... I was bringing it to my room to use it and some other students were playing around and ended up running into me. I dropped it and it broke." You said. Vil's gaze softened and he sat down next to you.
"Well, if what you're saying is true, then it's not your fault that it broke. No need to feel guilty about it." He said in a soothing voice. He put a hand on your shoulder comfortingly.
"You're... not mad??" You asked. He shook his head. "No, I'm not. I was the one who said you didn't have to ask if you wanted to use something of mine. It was those spudlings' fault that they were fooling around and caused you to drop it." Vil wrapped an arm around you and kissed you on the cheek.
"Cheer up, dear. I can always replace it." You felt better with the truth revealed. You leaned up against him with your eyes closed, smiling. Though you couldn't see it, he smiled back.
"Now then, do you happen to remember what those potatoes look like? I think I'm going to have a little chat with them." He asked with a wicked grin.
Hiiiii, I'm done! First event request done ☆ (Sorry if the parts were kinda short!) I hope you guys liked this post! Thank you again for the request, 🌠 anon! I wasn't super sure how to go about the m!mc's personality because I didn't want him to be a super manipulative person like Mother Gothel 😅
Anyways, thanks for reading and requests are always open! Bye~~ 🧡
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Tales of Arcadia One-shot
A Precious Youngling
Also, on Ao3
Jim cooked and spiced a meal as much to perfection as much he could make it with the materials he had available on this cross-country trip to New Jersey. It should have smelled divine, especially when he hasn't eaten much today, but instead, it smelled unimaginably gross like moldy trash was thrown in and burnt, but no trash actually smelt good now to Jim.
Ugh, Jim hated this. He was supposed to be a chef, and now he couldn't even taste what he was making. Heck, he could barely stand to be in the vicinity when he was cooking, but he wanted to surprise his girlfriend, Claire. In any case, he did it. He just hoped it tasted alright.
Jim carefully picked up the dish that he made using an extra pan that he brought with him as the plate, being careful not to stumble with his longer legs since he's been doing an awful lot of that and made his way towards Claire.
He was greeted by friendly smiles and a sense of community that he didn't feel before when he was just human. Jim didn't know if it was the fact that he was a troll now (or well half), or that he helped save them from their greatest enemy, or most likely a combination of the two, but trolls were a lot more accepting of Jim now. In fact, they were more than accommodating and would even go out of their way to help him out in some way whether that was by giving him pointers or even hunting for forks (his favorite and practically only food he likes to eat now). It was really nice, as it was weird.
Jim was just at his ends wit with the trolls dancing around him and being so nice. Like he was suddenly so different. He was though, he wasn't human anymore. He didn’t even look or act like a human anymore. He just wanted them to act normal around him, not like he was made of glass.
Jim just wished he knew why there was a sudden change. Was it because he looked like a troll now? Did they really dislike him that much because he was a human? He wasn't even a proper troll though, his mentality seemed to switch at random, one moment he was acting like he used to then the next his troll instincts took over and he was growling at something. It was just so tiresome; he didn't understand any of this. He didn't even want to mention his looks. The few times he glimpsed himself in a reflective surface, his appearance had him scrambling back. He just couldn't bring himself to look at himself anymore.
Jim shook his head. He was going to spend this night with his girlfriend and not worry about his problems right now.
Luckily, despite not being able to taste the food that he made, Claire loved it, and she said it tasted amazing. The buzzing in his mind finally fully calmed down, and he was able to just relax with his girlfriend. They hung out all day (night whatever, since sunlight kills trolls. Will kill him). They talked for hours and dueled and he just got to enjoy being in Claire’s company. However, Claire started to yawn. The dark blue of the night started to lighten, indicating that the day was about to begin, and their new sleep schedule of sleeping in the daytime was about to begin.
“I’m so glad that we finally just got to relax and hang out today,” Claire said, stretching, “But now I’m going to pass out.” Claire smiles at him, her brown eyes filled with affection.
“Yeah, sounds good.” Jim nodded in affirmation but was still feeling restless.
“Also, don’t stay up too long,” Claire scolded, “You need your sleep too, even if you need less.”
“Yes ma’am,” Jim saluted.
Claire chuckles. Then grabs his hands in hers and looks lovingly into his eyes, “I love you, Jim.”
Jim gets a soft smile on his face, “I love you too. And have a good ni- sleep, Claire.” Jim rubs the back of his neck awkwardly at his slip-up.
“I will,” and pulls Jim down to give him a soft kiss and walks away.
Jim sighs happily, all his worries from earlier gone. However, as the morning ticks closer and more and more trolls are starting to hide away in the dark. Jim is once again left to his own thoughts and makes sure that everyone gets hidden away before the sun comes out.
However, before he could spiral into thinking about, well everything, a tall orange troll came up to him. His tan horns framed his mossy colored hair, “Now Trollhunter, I know it’s your duty to protect us, but a youngling such as yourself needs rest too. Why don’t you go to your guardian Blinkous and get some rest now.”
Jim is bewildered but says, “No it’s alright, I’m simply doing rounds to make sure everyone gets in the dark safely.”
The troll has this stern look in his eyes, “Now Trollhunter, a youngling like yourself needs more sleep than us older trolls, and it’s dangerous to still be out when the sunlight is approaching us quickly.”
Jim raises his hands up placating, “I know, I know. However, as a Trollhunter I need to make sure everyone is safe. Besides, I handled Gunmar, I can handle a little sunburn if it comes to it.” Jim tries to joke about the concern by stating that he can handle himself.
However, this doesn’t work as the large troll gasps in horror, “I know younglings are reckless, but not this! I am taking you to your guardian right this instant. There will be no risking your life, young troll.”
“W-what?!” Jim shrieks as the troll picks Jim up like a sack of potatoes and carries him over his shoulders. Jim tries fighting back, but the troll's grip remains strong. Jim eventually gives up, his face burning lavender. Jim’s grateful, though, that most trolls are already inside and are not seeing this embarrassment of Jim’s defeat. A few minutes later, after going across the whole camp, the troll finds the cave that Blinky was in and plops Jim gently down in the cave like he was handling a teddy bear. Jim sighs with relief and proceeds to flop down on the floor, covering his face in embarrassment, not even looking at Blinky.
“Tell your youngling that playing in the sun is no joke. His life is more important than patrolling around the camp when dawn is approaching.” The troll demands of Blinky.
Jim sputtered and shouted out a muffled “Hey!” with his covered face.
However, Jim gets cut off when the larger troll says, “Hush, the adults are talking now.” The troll continues with a glare at Blinky “I expect that our young Trollhunter will know the dangers of the sun when I see him next Blinkous Galadrigal.”
Blinky, bewildered by the whole encounter, concedes, “Of course, Heilad.”
The orange troll then huffs and leaves.
“Well, what is this I hear about playing in the sun, Master Jim?” Blinky says sternly but secretly smiles since Jim can’t see Blinky.
Jim mutters something incorrigible.
“What was that?” Blinky raises his eyebrow.
Jim sighs and uncovers his face, and glares at his mentor, his dad, “I was just going on patrols to make sure everyone was inside and protected from the sun, and just made a joke that since I beat Gunmar I could handle a little sunburn, and then that troll just dragged me here!”
Blinky six eyes go large, “Jim going in the sunlight would kill you! I know that you haven’t been a troll for that long, but it would be much worse than a sunburn.The sun is completely deadly to us!” Then Blinky starts to catastrophize and mutters to himself, “Oh dear, I’ve failed you as your troll guardian in informing you about what you need to know as a troll! I know that I’ve been busy as the leader, but that’s no excuse. I need-”
“Blinky!” Jim shouts. Blinky stops pacing and muttering. Jim breathes out, “I know the sunlight is dangerous to trolls. The first night when I became a troll, I burned myself.”
Blinky takes a moment to process what Jim says, then shouts, “YOU WHAT?!”
Blinky goes over to Jim, who is still on the ground, and frantically looks over him to see if he has any injuries. Once again, infinitely thankful that the armor wasn’t permanently stuck on his son and that now he was dressed in a shirt and shorts.
“Blinky,” Jim tries to get his dad’s attention, but Blinky is too focused on looking at his son for his injury.
“Blinky!” Again nothing.
“DAD!” Jim yells.
Blinky looks startled at his son, as Jim waves frantically at him. Except Blinky zeroes in on Jim’s hand, and specifically the darker splotch on Jim’s left hand.
“Your hand!” Blinky shouts and grabs Jim’s hand and inspects it.
“It’s fine, it barely hurt.” Jim says, looking away.
Jim thinks about that interaction with that troll earlier, Heilad? Then asks out loud, "Why are the trolls treating me so differently now? I can't be that different, can I?!" Then Jim growls and yells, "I'm still me!" And his free hand flings to his mouth, horrified that he growled at his mentor and father figure, and his ears subconsciously droop down.
Blinky looks wide-eyed at Jim and squeezes his hand assured that the hand wasn’t impairing and hurting Jim and reassures him, "Oh Master Jim. Yes, you will always be you. The trolls just now see how truly young you've always been, and younglings like yourself are a precious commodity since Gumm-Gumms have stolen our young, so the trolls are simply treating you like they would any other youngling and are worried for you."
Then Blinky continues, "But Jim, even if you are now half-troll, you still have your heart. A heart far better than mine. You're still a sensational chef. A wondrous friend. The most prodigious Trollhunter." Blinky smiles, his speech growing sincerity with every word and gently grabs Jim's other hand from his face with his left lower arm, and his other lower arm still holds Jim's other hand. Then Blinky forces Jim to look in his eyes with his upper arm by holding Jim's face. "A magnificent son. You may not be fully human anymore, and you may not be fully troll, but you will always be Master Jim to me, and no growls or angry outbursts will stop you from being you, or me from loving my son."
Jim burst into tears, needing to hear those comforting words from Blinky, from his dad.
"Oh, master Jim, it's alright, come here." And Blinky takes Jim in his arms and hugs and comforts him.
Jim cries and cries and eventually a high pitch whine escapes him when he thinks of all the horrible things that have just piled up after he turned into a half-troll, and he whimpers, not liking the new sounds that escape him and keens for his dad. Jim's scared and vulnerable and oh so new to his troll instincts that he doesn't know what to do.
Luckily, Blinky and Jim were already settled on the soft moss-filled ground because as soon after Jim began sobbing, Blinky knew that Jim would want to be held and comforted in his dad's embrace.
"Oh son," Blinky whispers to himself, his heart breaking at Jim's desperate keen, and takes Jim up in his arms cradling him close to his own hearthstone (what would be considered the troll equivalent to a heart) and murmurs sweet reassurances to Jim in both English and Trollish, and runs his fingers through Jim hair to calm him down. Jim holds tightly onto Blinky's suspender strap and sinks into Blinky's hold.
Eventually, Jim's crying subsides, and while his breath still hitches, he looks up into Blinky's six eyes with his sky blues and whispers, "I'm s-sorry." Jim clings shakily on Blinky's suspender and buries his face into his father's torso.
Blinky whispers, "There's nothing to be sorry for," and Jim seems to relax a little, his breath calming down as Blinky continues to card his fingers through Jim's hair and holds Jim. Jim smiles into Blinky’s chest, and mumbles, “Thanks.” Jim’s eyes droop, exhausted from crying and the long day, and falls asleep, feeling warm and protected in his father’s embrace.
Blinky smiles sadly at Jim and states, "I wish I could take away your fears and worries." Blinky sighs, "Even when I said before, "fear is but the precursor of valor.' Your valor, your valor exceeds anyone's, and I am so proud of you, and you can rest, you were victorious. You fought valiantly! I am just so proud to call you my son, and you deserve to have peace and rest as much, if not more than the rest of us. Even if it means telling a certain wizard to take a hike, I'll do my best to ensure your happiness, my son, and I'll always be here for you." Blinky promises.
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Just wanted to have this out fully on Tumblr. Enjoy!
Next TOA One-shot
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Nanami Kento X F!Reader Fluff
It’s been a few years since I’ve posted anything. Mortal Kombat just hasn’t inspired me for the longest time. Maybe with the new game coming out (and Kenshi’s sexy tattoos) it might kick start that inspiration.
But lately, the Jujutsu Kaisen daddies have my heart in a chokehold and I’ve been itching to post something about my favorite, Nanami Kento.
My friend, @memeadonna and I challenged each other to write a drabble based off a picture and character we were given. She gave me Nanami and a picture of a man with his shirt and tie open drinking something.
So here’s some Nanami fluff.
Words: 851
Warnings: none
Summary: Tired Nanami gets home and domestic fluff ensues.
It was past nine o clock and Kento still wasn’t home. Dinner was already prepared, you made some of his favorite things after he called you earlier in the day saying he already had a headache. The last few hours you haven’t received any form of contact, call or text, which was unlike him. If something happened, you knew you would get a call from Gojo or one of his colleagues to explain.
It still didn’t stop you from worrying. You sat on the couch with the tv on, not giving it your full attention, your mind constantly wandering.
You tried to do anything to occupy the time. Sweeping and mopping everywhere in the apartment, loading the dishwasher, taking out the trash, and doing Kento’s laundry. One of your favorite things to do, that you will never tell him, is ironing his clothes.
It felt like you were able to put all your love and care into his clothes, to lay them out and carefully iron a perfect crease into his shirts and pants. You loved how long his blue button ups are and how they always have a hint of his cologne. After ironing them, you love to hold them up to your face, imagining it's him engulfing you in his warmth.
It would kill you if he found out.
Thankfully, you were already done with your chores when you heard the keys jangling at the front door. Kento sluggishly walked in, shoulders slumped, suit jacket draped over his arm, and bags under his eyes.
“Welcome home, babe.” You greeted him, kissing his cheek and taking his jacket from him. He slumped over and rested his head on your shoulder.
“I’m sorry, love,” Kento let out a heavy sigh. “My phone died while hunting for the curse. And Gojo thought it was funny to take selfies in the middle of the fight. It took forever to finish up.”
You giggled. “Come sit down and I’ll take off your shoes.”
Kento shuffled behind you as you guided him inside. He sunk into the couch and threw his head back, sighing deeply. Even with baggy eyes and disheveled hair, he’s still the most handsome man you’ve ever laid eyes on. He would never let his guard down like this around anyone. Except for you.
You took his shoes off and set them at the door. “Do you want to eat first or take a bath?”
“You don’t have to do all that.” Kento said softly.
“But I want to.” You smiled at him and brushed his bangs to the side.
Half lidded amber eyes smiled up at you. “Thank you. I’m grateful to have you.”
You can feel your face flush at his words. “I’ll run you a bath and then heat up your food.”
You walked away as Kento began to undo his cufflinks. You already set aside clean clothes for him earlier that night. After a few minutes of getting the water to the right temperature and setting out his soaps, you walk into the living room.
“Kento, your bath is ready-“
Kento stood at the kitchen table with a scotch bottle, shirt unbuttoned and tie loosened, revealing planes of toned muscles. A trail of blonde hair leading from his belly button and down his abdomen. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing off his forearms, and the veins in his hands. He took a sip from a glass of scotch and let out a groan.
No matter how many times you’ve seen his bare chest, it always made your heart pound uncontrollably. It’s unfair that he has the body of a Greek god and didn’t know it.
“I know, I know.” He set the glass down and rubbed his eyes. “I promised I wouldn’t drink after a certain time.”
At his admission, you snapped yourself out of your trance. “That’s ok, Ken. I wasn’t stare-I mean,” you see a slight smirk grace his features, “I wasn’t thinking that.”
“What were you thinking?”
The playfulness of his tone made you pause, and you couldn’t help the surprised smile on your face. It was rare when he engaged in flirty banter with you.
Oftentimes, he showed his love in other ways. Cooking meals for you, putting gas in your car, cleaning up the apartment, picking up your medications, buying your favorite treats and any necessities you may need.
That playful smirk stayed as he sauntered over to you, eyes full of mischief. Butterflies danced around in your stomach.
Kento leaned his forehead against yours, his warm breath mingling with yours. “Thinking about me?”
“Yes.” You breathed, unable to speak higher than a whisper.
He presses his lips against yours in a lazy kiss, leaving behind the taste of scotch. Your lips were barely touching each other after he pulled away.
“Or were you thinking about holding my clothes to your face again?”
Your heart drops at his words.
“Go take a bath already!” You land a playful smack on his arm.
“I can give you my clothes now, if you want?”
“Go!”
Kento walks away, breathing out a laugh.
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Can i choose the one for Call Me Back when the War is Over?
Call Me Back when the War is Over is a very long fanfic and I have multiple trash documents for it. Nearly all the deleted scenes are just earlier drafts of final scenes, although many of them are sort of fun an interesting and I was trying to do a thorough job of skimming through them and finding the most interesting, and waaaaaaaaaay at the bottom, of the First Draft document, underneath all the ByaHisa flashbacks (which I wrote in a single day, mostly in a fugue) I found this, which I definitely do not remember writing. I guess it's technically an earlier version of the scene where they're carb-loading the night before the exam, but, uh...it's, um, significantly less circumspect, shall we say.
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"Renji," Rukia said, feeling very much loaded with carbs, "can I ask you something? And if it turns out to be embarrassing for both of us, do you promise to just forget that I asked?"
Renji snorted. "Isn't that just the standard agreement?"
"I 'spose," she replied, taking a long sip of water while she tried to figure out just how to say this. "If it weren't for my...family situation. If you didn't have to get approval from my brother. If we could just do what we wanted, would you… would you ever consider being -- I don't want to say being more than friends, because being friends with you has meant more to me than any romantic relationship I've ever had, but--"
"Ru," Renji gently cut her off. "If it weren't for your brother there'd be a line out the door of people who'd like to have a romantic relationship with you."
He'd given her an out, she could just accept it and let this go. Except that he was the one who accepted things as they were, he was the one who never wanted to risk what he had for a chance at something even better, no matter how badly he wanted it. It had taken her a long time to realize that; he was brutally good at hiding it. "That's not what I asked," she reminded him firmly.
She expected him to get flustered or defensive, so when he cocked his head and his eyes went soft, she was sure he was about to let her down easy, and her heart fell down into her stomach.
"O' course I would."
It took a moment to sink in. "Oh," she said, trying to grasp the enormity of it. She chewed her lip. She had expected more excuses, more qualifiers, more reasons why it was a terrible idea, beyond one stupid, stubborn brother standing in the way. "I...could try talking to him," she said, her voice coming out embarrassingly small and tentative.
"He would say no," Renji replied, his own voice soft, but confident in his assertion.
"Oh." He was right. It seemed sometimes like her brother had softened, when he joked with her at dinner or gave her an affectionate glance, but these things were personal barriers overcome, private matters. The courtship of a sister was public, a matter he would have to answer to his own family for. She was lucky that he'd resisted the calls to marry her off. To ask for this--
"If you asked him now, that is," Renji added.
Rukia's brows furrowed. "I don't understand. You think there's something you could do to change his mind? Make captain, maybe?"
Renji shook his head. "It's not about rank, not anymore. It's a little bit about class. It's mostly just about coming around." He paused thoughtfully. "He's started using moves from the Kuchiki Third Form on me when we spar. Sometimes, when he talks about the squad, he says 'our' instead of 'my.' 'Our Third Seat', or 'our duty.'"
"Renji, that's nonsense. That's nothing."
Renji's facial expression didn't change, sort of a quiet determination, an expression she didn't really associate with him. Usually, his determination was accompanied by anger, self-righteousness.
"You say that because you're a person who jumps into things with both feet. So take it from me that your brother is a guy who makes three hundred part plans that never fall apart. You can't spring stuff on him, you can't demand things of him. But once you've been around long enough, he just starts incorporating you into his plans…" Renji shrugged.
"You mean we just have to wait until he just decides he likes you?" Rukia exclaimed.
"I'm wouldn't say I was waiting," Renji frowned. "Just working my way through my plan. Wakin' up every day and doin' my best. Enjoying the time I get to be with you. I know waiting, Ru. This is nothing like waiting."
"Well, what am I supposed to do?" Rukia demanded.
Renji chuckled. "I, uh… I didn't know that you, er…that you were..."
"I would be open to the idea," Rukia sniffed.
#1500 follower deleted scenes fest#me: what if they had an open and frank conversation about their relationship?#also me: lol no. cut it
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Chapter 9
I L-O-V-E Y-O-U
Refresher: Her and Ricky are abt to kiss after the sexy sticker stalker game
"C'mere baby." He whispered lowly, yanking me by my waist into him. My breath hitched at his rough behavior.... holy fuck this is hot. Instead of kissing my lips, Ricky started out at my neck first. Leaving light kisses on my hot skin. His lips felt too good, I think I'm falling. His lips finally reached mine, and I melted. The butterflies erupted in my stomach feeling more like a stampede. His hands were tangled in my hair and his tongue was against mine. I wasn't even holding myself up anymore, he was completely holding me up. His tongue caressed mine, completely taking away my rationality. He slowly traced his hands down my sides, grabbing my ass and pulling me up and into him even more. It took all the will power I had not to moan right then and there. We finally pulled apart, panting heavily at the heated makeout session. Everyone was clapping for us except for Keita. I smirked knowing inside his mind he was probably going crazy. I know how overprotective and possessive he is. I just sat back down next to Ricky, cuddling into him. He put his arm around me, pulling me into his side.
"You like me don't you?" I whispered to him.
"You just now noticed."
"Yeah sorta, I'm sorry. If it makes it better... I like you too."
"I kinda figured after the kiss."
"Can I stay here tonight since its the weekend?"
"Yeah most people were probably planning on that but I'll kick them out, I want to be alone with you."
"O-oh... ok."
"I didn't mean it like that silly, calm down."
"I mean... I wouldn't mind if you did It just kinda took me by surprise."
"What? That I'd want my way with the hottest girl in this school?" He whispered, his breath tickling my neck.
"I-... uh... well damn." Ricky chuckled at my stuttering. Lightly pressing his lips to my temple.
"Wanna go hang out in the kitchen and just talk?" He asked.
"Sure." He grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen.
"Hey, I know I said I'd kick everyone out... but what about just letting Eric, Seungho, Haruto, Yunjin, Jiwoo, and Keita stay. We're all in the same friend group so it's like a friends sleepover."
"Ok that sounds nice. Just know that me and Keita aren't really talking so things are kind of tense between us."
"Yeah I heard... what happened y'all were super close."
"He just said some really stupid hurtful things then accused me of lying and blamed all our problems on me."
"Oh... I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault." Ricky took a few steps closer, hugging me tightly to his chest. Gosh he's so sweet and caring, what's not to love about this man.
"What time is it?" I mumbled into his chest.
"2:43 a.m., why?"
"I'm tired. Ok, I'll go wrap the party up."
"You don't have to."
"I'm tired too. I'll go tell everyone to get their asses outta here." I snorted, completely unattractively at his words.
"Alright everybody, parties over, your host is tired, no spending the night sorry. Go home motherfuckers."
Everybody began to stand up, taking their trash and dropping it in the big trash can on the way out. Ricky went to the three couples, telling them they all could stay. They all plopped back down on the couch, getting comfortable. Since it was a small crowd who knew to clean up after themselves, we didn't have any work to do.
"Wanna watch a movie guys? Or makeout, we know some of y'all wont see a damn thing." Ricky said, specifically eyeing Eric, Seungho, Haruto, and Yunjin. Everyone just laughed and Ricky grabbed the remote to put on some Netflix movie.
"Everybody here speaks English yeah? I'm gonna put on 'The Kissing Booth' everyone ok with that?"
"Sounds good since apparently none of us are going to see it anyway." Eric joked, rolling his eyes.
The movie started and I curled into Ricky's side. The rest of the couples had done the same. Seungho and Eric were already making out, taking to heart what Ricky had teased them about earlier. Haruto and Yunjin followed soon after, more interested in each other than the movie. Next to join into the lip locking was Keita and Jiwoo, now only me and Ricky paid attention to the movie. I knew he wouldn't force me, because he wasn't like that... but I wanted it myself and I knew he would comply.
I turned Ricky's head to face me and he smiled down at me. I just kissed his lips, hoping to convey my feelings and desires through the simple action. He understood the message and he turned to face me more. His hands found their way to my hips, just staying their comfortingly. My hands were feeling through his soft wavy locks. I threaded my fingers through his hair enjoying the feeling. He softly bit my lip, silently pleading for me to allow his tongue into my mouth. I complied, slightly tilting my head back to deepen the kiss. We made out for the whole rest of the movie... literally not seeing a thing. When the movie ended, we all pulled apart, finally breathing.
"I'm going to bed." Ricky announced. "Y'all know there are plenty of rooms here. Pick one and have fun. Goodnight." Ricky pulled my hand, leading me down a hallway opposite of the one everyone else went to. They had all been here before and knew the layout of the house and probably which bedrooms they wanted.
"I should have asked you first, but you're ok with sleeping with me right?"
"Oh yeah sure."
"I have an extra toothbrush you can use, and if you want you can wear one of my shirts to sleep in."
"Ok!" I chirped happily. I was ecstatic that I was going to get to cuddle with him all night. After brushing our teeth, he handed me one of his t-shirts. I turned around, pulling my shirt off, my skirt following. I pulled his oversized shirt over my head. It fell to my mid thighs because of height difference.
"Holy shit." Ricky breathed. I didn't think he was watching me, figuring he would be getting dressed himself, but he was struggling to keep his composure after what he just witnessed.
"Are you okay?" I asked, chuckling at the evidence of the effect I had on him.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Let's just sleep now."
"Ok."
We crawled into bed, pulling the duvet over us. I turned to him, immediately cuddling up to him. For some reason I had failed to notice he wasn't wearing a shirt, so when I touched his bare chest I yelped and jumped away from him.
"What happened? Are you ok?" He immediately asked, sitting upright to make sure I was ok. I didn't respond... too busy looking at the outline of his abs in the moonlight.
"Hey... Hana, are you ok?"
"Huh? Yeah I'm fine. I just didn't expect you to be... shirtless."
"Oh pfft."
We laid back down and I cuddled back into Ricky, he wrapped his arms around me tightly.
"Hey." He whispered.
"Yes?"
"Do you want to be my girl friend?"
"Yes."
"Ok, good night."
"Good night."
"Love you."
"Love you too."
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The intro post for this story has all the chapters listed.
#terazono keita#boys planet#kpop fanfic#kpopidol#angst#ciipher#kpop bg#high school#childhood sweethearts#friends to lovers#best friends#love#relationships#fwb#fwb fic#fwb problems
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elysian, gründe, and night blooming for the ask game!
thanks :D
elysian - have you or your f/o ever lied to each other? if so, was it easily forgiven or did you have to work to earn each other's trust again?
it's the bastard man we are talking about, of course he lied to me in the past-
even so, i do trust him :D
shhh- i saw the many red flags this rat man has and i decided to ignore them, ok-
he's really trying his best not to do it that much tho!
i mean, he still does lie to me, but it's mostly about silly, not so serious stuff. day to day white lies, i guess, like "yeah, i took the trash out earlier!" or "i did not steal your shirt, what are you even talking about?" or "my feet aren't that cold." and other silly stuff like that.
when it comes to more serious lies, silly man always ends up telling me the truth sooner or later because he feels guilty, so yeah-
i do lie for fun from time to time. i like telling him i don't understand basic concepts only to have him mansplain them to me. it's kinda funny, actually-
because he himself lies when mansplaining stuff. it's more of a silly game between us than actual lying.
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gründe - what were you and your f/os thoughts upon seeing each other for the first time?
Miru: the first time i saw him, the love of my life... i couldn't care less about him- i saw him and my mind basically went "hmm...? eh-"
William: ...
Miru: it was later that i fell for him, when i saw his true, pathetic man self which i love.
William: how... lovely of you, dear.
Miru: yeah? then what were your first thoughts when you saw me, hmm?
William: well, you see-
Miru: no, no, no- please, tell me, the... curiosi-tea is killing me-
William: ok, foine! just don't start with your bloody puns.
Miru: ehehehhe-
William: i thought you would make a perfect test subject for my experiments. ya gave me the impression of a head-in-the-clouds kinda person. naive and gullible. another bloody Vincent (derogatory), if you will.
Miru: thank... you?
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night blooming - do you or your f/o have any enemies? are they more of a rival or a nemesis? do you have the same enemies or different ones?
i for one don't have any enemies of my own, he shares his with me. and it's William we're talking about- this man has nothing but enemies.
take the children souls for example. since i am with the bastard man, they see me as their enemy D:
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#round of applause for me for making myself eat two slices of toast#because i was getting dizzy because i hadn't eaten all day#because I'm too fucking lazy to even make food#or eat for that matter#becaue ugh#effort#...#i even took out the trash earlier :o#what a day#now i should study spanish and do some research for my thesis#but well#why don't i just keep sitting here for three more hours and do nothing
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Dry Humping w/ Nagito Komaeda
request; P-Perhaps dry humping with Nagito? If not that is okay 👉👈
warnings; dry humping, gender-neutral reader, dub-con??, i am dying, slight humiliation, nagito is pretty good at dirty talk, no fluff, pwp, degradation??? but it’s like idk self-degrading degradation, not edited but i used spell check.
note; i got a pretty unpleasant eye infection so i had to write this with one eye open and the other eye closed- but hey, even diseases can’t stop my hornee *pained laughing* (on another note, i think i might be sick- i can’t breathe through any of my face holes properly, so uploads this week or month will be slower; i can barely see what i’m typing)
also i’m literally so sorry for cutting this off so short but please, i am drowning in my own fluids im so soryr sbhasjdfksdbfsjd please send help i think i am going to pass out /hj
wc; 1k+
“Are you-“ Nagito breathed out from in between your kisses, face flushed as he stared at you through half-lidded eyelashes. “—sure you want to-“ Swallowing down his words, your hands slid down to the waistband of his pants, fingers reaching in between you eagerly.
“S/o-!” He gasped into your mouth, hands that had been awkwardly hovering over your back, darted to your ass, pushing you closer to him selfishly as he arched his back into you ever so slightly.
His calls for your name only seemed to egg you on, as well as his touch; prompting you to practically hop into his lap, perching your core over his bulge. Nagito whined against your lips, fingernails digging in your thighs in desperation.
Whatever pleas, and worries of you not wanting trash like him from earlier, seemed to dissipate into thin air as he bucked his hips into yours. He didn’t seem to have to worry about you not wanting him, as your hips reciprocated his move by squeezing your thighs around his waist.
Nagito shuddered at the pressure, gasping out into your mouth; he muttered your name through pants. As you sucked and nibbled on his bottom lip, your hands fanned out on the back of his neck, cradling him further into you as he kissed you back with fervour.
You pulled away from his lips to take a breath, eyes peeking open to see his flushed face, and his own green stare he bore into you through his eyelashes. Nagito seemed to dislike the fact you stopped kissing him, and though he didn’t say anything about it, the domineering gaze he had on you was enough to start grinding against his lap like before. Dragging your crotch over his, mind you, extremely prominent bulge, you could feel it grow against you; causing you to jerk away and gasp as it had been too much pressure.
The gasp of air had been cut off as Nagito gently but eagerly pushed you to your back, taking things into his own hands as you had been going painfully slow for him. He adjusted your thighs around his waist as he leaned his back and hips into you, delicate and bony hands gripping the sides of your rib cage as if it was his lifeline.
“I’m so sorry; trash like me- Shouldn’t even be touching you, let alone humping you like a whore-ish animal, but-” He whispered, flushed, grinning face right above yours as he bucked his hips into yours, causing you to throw your head back in graceful ecstasy, lips parting as you let out a small moan.
Nagito let out a slightly delusional laugh at the face you made, eyes widening as he wanted to see you more clearly. “Haha, to be fair-” Nagito dipped his fluffy head down and nibbled the sensitive skin of your collar bone, hands sliding up to your shoulder blades as he arched his hips into your crotch a little harder. He spoke nothing but the truth against the crook of your neck, “you seem to be enjoying this a lot.” Mewling, you nodded frantically, urging a small obsessed chuckle from his side.
You bucked your hips up into him, trying to relieve some tension in your nether regions as it had begun to be too much. Nagito had practically scrambled to give you what you wanted, it was at that moment had you remembered that this was still Nagito, despite the domineering hold he had on you; this was still your Nagito.
He pulled his hands away from your back, bringing his forearms up to rest beside your head, lining up his flushed face right above yours. Through pants, his words fanned against your face—and notes of mint hit your nostrils. “I’m sorry, you probably don’t want to see- Ghhah! T-trash like me right above your f-face, huh?” He groaned out, an apologetic smile on his face as he jerked his hips into yours, causing you to moan out a little louder, to his lot.
You shook your head, fingers that had been gripping the sheets beside you, just seconds ago, shot up to his head full of fluffy white hair, pulling it slightly as you pushed him into your own face. His own green eyes widened as if he wasn’t expecting you to do that, breath hitching as he caught the lustful look in your eyes— lustful for him as it seems.
He almost felt pressured to make you feel good, cutting his call of your name off with his own lips on yours— he found himself melting into you, becoming completely immersed in you, your touch, your scent, your lips, your hips- It was as if he was binding himself into you; or at least that’s what he thought was happening.
Nagito had not only been melting into you in mind but also in body, as his knees buckled, causing him to fall and push up riiiiight against your sweet spot. Sure, you can call it a happy accident- but who’s to say Nagito didn’t do that on purpose?
“I’m sorry, so sorry-” He didn’t seem to be as sorry as he said he was, as he began grinding into you quicker, harder; a pace you could barely keep up with though you sat there and still took it with a glass of water.
“N-Nagito—!” You sobbed out suddenly, feeling your own fluids start to soak up your underwear and pants, you felt humiliation- though it had been nothing akin to how Nagito had been feeling. He was already thinking of what to say to you after he gets you to finish, cultivating several ways to beg for your forgiveness straight after.
With his voice slightly shaky from his grinding movements, he spoke anyway, “S-saying a name that belongs to trash like me, surely you know that’s below you, right?” His tone had almost been mocking, teasing; although it hadn’t truly been his intention to sound so. It was strange how he could degrade himself, and make it sound like he was degrading you all at the same time. Either way, it didn’t really matter as it only seemed to make your body grow warmer in arousal.
“Haha- oh god-” His bubbly laugh lowered an octave as you felt him grind especially hard and slow against your hips, you could feel him getting more desperate; the short social cue he had spoken earlier seemed to further your suspicion; he was close.
You arched your back into him and brought his hips closer to yours by wrapping your legs wrapped around his waist snugly. You bucked your hips up into his yet again, back lifting off the mattress as you stifled a loud moan from the increasing pressure.
Nagito didn’t seem to see the point of stifling his moans, as he seemed to moan as loud as he possibly could— fortunately and unfortunately, the pretty, breathy moans had been muffled by the cloth of the top garment you had been wearing, that he had been digging his nose into. It was unfortunate, the moans were too beautiful to be muffled, but you wouldn’t want any of your neighbours to complain, right?
“S/o, h-how close are you? S-seems like trash like me got ahead of myself, huh? I.. Hh- D-don’t think I can last any longer, but maybe I can get you off with my thigh-” You shook your head; though you weren’t opposed to the idea, you certainly were close.
“Nagi- Nagito-” the thing he had last said seemed to slip your lusted mind as you started repeating his name over and over again, the vocal repetitions getting faster as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your high.
#mod chia#notsfw#nagito komaeda#nagito imagines#nagito x reader#nagito#sdr2 komaeda#sdr2 x reader#sdr2 smut#danganronpa#danganronpa smut#nagito komaeda smut#nagito komaeda fluff#nagito komaeda headcanons#danganronpa imagine requests#danganronpa imagines#danganronpa x reader#oh fuck me#nagito komaeda oneshots#nagito smut#sdr2 nagito#danganronpa nagito#nagito oneshots#what is going on inside their head?#*pained screaming*#ive never felt this ill before and i hate it
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enhypen pranking you
requested; yes!
warnings; some cursing??
note; help i feel like this took forever to write 😭 and i literally have no excuses other than procrastination and the fact that i couldn’t think of pranks for like half the boys. hopefully my next post won’t take as long...
unedited so apologies for any mistakes/typos!!
희승 | heeseung;
okay i feel like heeseung would be the guy to go on reddit and be like “how can i prank my s/o without making them cry or get angry”
will absolutely research until he finds the perfect prank
he decides on the one where you wipe off your s/o’s kisses bc like
that’s a relatively harmless prank right??
if only he knew
so later that day when you two meet up you give him a kiss on the cheek like always
and he just . wipes it off
you can tell he’s kinda trying to be discreet about it
and at first you’re kinda confused by it
but then figured maybe you accidentally put too much chapstick on and left some on his cheek
bc you know. that can happen
but then throughout the day he just?? keeps wiping them off???
eventually you can’t take it anymore
“alright lee heeseung what the fuck is your problem”
immediately he knows he’s screwed up
like you used his government name and everything
“i might’ve been.....idk.....pranking you. or something.”
“😐😐😐”
never tries anything like that again
who knew you could be so scary?
제이 | jay;
okay it took me like 8 years to think of a prank jay would do
but i feel like he might try the “pretending to talk bad about my s/o in another language” thing
like one day when you and him were just having a casual little date
he gets a ‘phone call’
and he’s just like “hey babe do u mind if i take this? sunghoon said he needed to talk about smth”
“ofc baby go ahead 🤗”
and so it begins
the first time you didn’t even realize he said your name
so the next time he like . overemphasized it
and yeah it got your attention it also made you suspicious as hell
his first mistake
you looked at him questioningly thinking that maaaaybe you were being dramatic and he was just trying to get ur attention
but he just ignored you and kept talking
and you kept hearing your name Very clearly
and you can see jay discreetly glancing at you to see your reaction
which just confirms that it’s a prank
and you’re pretty sure you know which one he was trying to do
so after like ten minutes with absolute no reaction from you
jay finally hangs up
and you’re just like “did u have fun pretending to trash-talk about me to sunghoon?”
he just freezes for a second
bc damn he did not expect you to figure it out that quick
but then he just wraps his arm around ur shoulders and grins
“typical y/n. sucking the fun out of everything.”
you’re about to protest
but then he gives you a very sweet kiss
so all is forgiven ❤️
for now
제이크 | jake;
i’m sure we’ve all seen those videos of someone calling their significant other by their name instead of a pet-name or smth
so naturally jake decided to try it on you
bc. ya know.
he only ever calls you cutsey nicknames and shit
his friends like to tease him abt forgetting your name because like. literally he never calls you by it.
but it’s okay because you never call him by his either
bUT anyways
one day when you two were just chilling at your place watching movies and stuff
and you were in the kitchen making some popcorn
so he just goes for it
“hey Y/N can you bring me some water?”
he has to stop himself from losing it at the way you just freeze
“i didn’t know we were back on that level, JAEYUN.”
oh shit
is literally the 😦 emoji
was not expecting the uno reverse card
makes up for it as soon as you sit back down
kisses all over your face and calls you the most ridiculous names.
“i’m sorry my lovely sugarbear, sweetie-pie, pumpkin, baby boo.”
he’s just lucky you didn’t bring him a glass of ice and tell him to wait <3
성훈 | sunghoon;
recently, you got a box from ur mom that was full of all your favorite snacks that you couldn’t get in korea
and you were like . so excited
which is why sunghoon, your lovely but slightly evil boyfriend
decided to play a prank on you
you had been gushing to him about how excited you were to have some of them when you got home from work/classes
and so he decided to hide them
later when you went to get them you almost had a heart attack when you couldn’t find them
“hey babe have seen those snacks my mom sent?”
“oh you mean those odd looking ones? yeah the guys came over earlier and we kinda finished them off. sorry hon.”
now
sunghoon was absolutely ready for you to get mad
he was prepared for shouting and maybe even having a pillow thrown his way
what he was not prepared for was your face falling and tears to start welling up in your eyes
“o-oh. okay.”
“wait y/n-“
but you had already started crying
which might seem like an overreaction but like
you’d had a really shitty day
and looking forward to those snacks and cuddling with your boyfriend was the only thing keeping you going
and you just couldn’t help it :(
“y/n, baby i’m sorry please stop crying.”
runs as fast as he can to where he hid them and brings them back to you
“look, see? i was just pranking you.”
promises that he won’t ever do something like that again
bc he hates seeing you cry :/
선우 | sunoo;
it took me so long to think of a prank sunoo would do 😭
but after some careful consideration
i think he would do smth like give you really salty cookies just to see how you react
like are you gonna tell him they’re awful in a nice way or will you just tell him straight up that they taste like crap??
is so obvious about it tho
“hey y/n wanna try these cookies i made with love just for you~?”
watches your reaction very closely when you take the first bite
he can tell that you’re trying so hard not to make a face
“wow, babe. these are uh, really good. thank you so much!”
wait what
are you.....trying to spare his feelings???
“are you sure? they’re not too salty or anything?”
“nope! i love them!”
did you just take another bite???
this time you can’t hide the grimace quite as well tho 😭
at his blank look you try to take another bite
but he stops you before you can poison yourself anymore
“babe you weren’t supposed to pretend to like them i know they’re awful 🤦♂️”
is very touched that you would eat a cookie that is like half salt just for him <3
정원 | jungwon;
okay don’t @ me but i feel like jungwon would just like . try to ignore you
like he saw someone on youtube doing it and their s/o was being super affectionate and cute trying to get their attention
and he’s just like.....😏 hmm.....
so he tries it out the next time you come over to his place
and you’re just . so confused??
bc aside from him opening the door to let you in
your usually sweet and cuddly boyfriend is acting like you’re not even here??
you start trying to get his attention with snuggles and cheek kisses and bringing him something to eat/drink
but the boy won’t budge
and now you’re paranoid
did you do something wrong??
is he really upset????
finally you can’t take it
and you come up to him a little watery eyed
“i don’t know what i did, but i’m sorry. i’ll try not to do it again.”
literally breaks his heart in two 💔
immediately apologizes and tells you that it’s a prank
and then cuddles you the rest of the night without letting go <3
니키 | niki;
one day while watching random youtube videos
niki got the stupid brilliant idea to pretend that he was gonna break up with you
of course he had to wait for the right timing and whatnot
and that seemed to be just a few days later
the two of you planned to play video games and watch some movies
and that seemed like the perfect time to do it
so a few minutes after he got to your place
and you two had just sat down on the sofa
he turned to you all serious and said
“y/n. i hate to do it like this, but i can’t keep it in any longer. i think we should break up.”
“oh thank God.”
wait what
why did you sound.....relieved???
“wh-what?
“yeah i was actually planning on breaking up with you, but you beat me to it! nice one, bro.”
niki frowns
“y/n this isn’t funny.”
“oh but it would’ve been funny if you did it to me?”
yeah turns out jake found out about his little prank and tipped you off
omg but once niki realizes that you’re not actually dumping him he just kinda.....crushes you into a hug
“i’m so sorry you’re right it isn’t funny please don’t leave me.”
the rest of the day is spent much more calmly after you two vow to only play harmless pranks on each other.
#enhypen imagines#enhypen scenarios#enhypen x gender neutral reader#enhypen reactions#enhypen x reader#enhypen fanfiction#enhypen x you
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i like you a latte | s. kiszka
Summary: Words cannot espresso how much you mean to Sammy Kiszka.
Word Count: 2.3k
A/N: Hey besties!!! this is my first ever sam fic, and i really hope you guys enjoy it! it’s super cheesy so beware of some tooth-rotting fluff ahead. any and all feedback is appreciated <3
Loud chattering and the sounds of espresso machines hissing and whistling filled the cafe. Every few seconds or so when a new customer walked in, a soft ringing above the door rang. Glancing at the clock, you sighed as it read 7am. Way too early for your liking. You wished to be back in bed under the covers with your cat Joey snuggling. Plus, the cold weather made it even harder for you to get out of bed every morning. Damn you, winter.
“Good morning.” A voice said suddenly, startling you as you slightly jumped. “Whoops, didn’t mean to scare you there for a sec.”
Turning around at the voice, your heart fluttered and a smile pulled at the corners of your lips. “G-Good morning, Sam! Nope, didn’t scare me at all. I was just uh...focusing very hard and you caught me off guard.”
A chuckle rumbled from his chest, his own lips curving and flashing that beautiful grin. God, he made you melt. You took a quick chance to admire his appearance for the day, luscious brown locks pulled back into a low bun with a few stray pieces framing his face, and he wore a slightly oversized brown grandpa looking sweater. He exuded true fall energy today and all you wanted to do was snuggle with him watching a movie while sipping on hot chocolate. “Right. Focusing on what exactly? Staring at the register?”
“S-Sure. Yes, the register.” Totally not him instead. “Um, I realized it turned off right now and my mind blanked to turn it back on.”
Sam placed a hand on your shoulder as he laughed, his touch leaving a wave of goosebumps to rise out of your skin. “You’re so cute. I’ll leave you to that then, but if you need help trying to get the register to turn back on again, let me know.” And with that, he sent you a wink and turned on his heel away to start on the customers orders.
Alright, alright. So maybe early shifts weren’t as bad as you thought thanks to your insanely charming co-worker. Sam and you had been working together for the past year, and almost instantly you started falling for him. He welcomed you with open arms and he was a great help when it came to your training. Your co-workers were nice too, but Sam took that extra step in making sure you were comfortable with what you were doing. If you made a mistake and were freaking out about it, he somehow knew the way to calm you down. He was too precious and good for this cruel world. And most of all, out of your league too.
With his dashing looks and amazing personality, you just knew there was no way he’d ever feel the same about you. Except, any time you’d voice that thought to any of your friends at work, they’d tell you you’re crazy and that he likes you too. Apparently they caught on to the signs more than you did, which wasn’t a shocker considering that you’d have no clue if a guy was interested in you unless he blatantly confessed. So, trying to figure out hints was completely pointless for you.
“Uh oh, she’s deep in thought,” one of your friends/co-workers, Danny, teased. He also happened to be Sam’s best friend, and current band mate since the pair are in a band with Sam’s older twin brothers. “I bet I can guess what, or who you were thinking about.”
“Don’t even say it,” you warned with a finger, “He’s literally four feet away from us—”
“So?” Danny rolled her eyes with his arms folded. “Why don’t you just tell him how you feel? Come on, it’s been almost a year now. What’s the worst that can happen if you confess?”
“He can hear me.” You stared blankly at him, shaking your head. “Absolutely not though, Danny. I will not embarrass myself from the humiliation I’d have to face from his rejection.”
Danny groaned frustratedly, placing his hands on both your shoulders and shaking them. “You’re so hopeless! Y/N, how many times do the guys and I have to tell you he likes you too!” He raised his voice a little louder than necessary which accidentally caught the attention of almost everyone in the cafe. Sam included unfortunately. Danny’s eyes widened, silently cursing under his breath. “Carry on, everyone.”
As much as you hated to admit it, Danny wasn’t lying when he mentioned about the guys agreeing that Sam likes you too. Every time you came over Josh’s apartment and Sam was there he’d find any little excuse to have his arm around you or teasing you constantly. You’d shake it off that he was just treating you like a friend would, but of course the guys would disagree with you.
“We’ll finish this conversation later,” Danny told you sternly, “But for now, and don’t make it obvious, but Sam’s looking at you.” A mischievous grin spread across his face as he winked and stepped to the next register before greeting a new customer and taking their order.
Heart pounding out of your chest, you slowly looked over your shoulder in Sam’s direction. You saw his head quickly turn and finish off the drink in front of him. Your cheeks burned at this and tried taking deep, slow breaths to calm yourself down. Didn’t work much, but as a new customer waved and told you their order, your breathing turned back to normal.
On the other end of the counter, Sam was currently freaking the hell out from what he heard a few minutes ago between you and Danny. He didn’t mean to, but he also wasn’t that far from either of you. Plus, Danny wasn’t the best at keeping his voice low. He had a strong feeling he knew you were talking about him, and for that reason alone he overflowed the cup he was pouring into and made a mess. He cursed under his breath and wiped his hands on his apron, shaking his head.
You caught sight of this and rushed to his side, grabbing a cloth from under the sink and started wiping the sticky counter. Sam was certain his cheeks were tomato red from his embarrassment, making a complete fool of himself for not paying attention to what he was doing. More so focusing on your conversation and your damn smile from earlier. You weren’t the only one here with a crush.
“T-Thanks, Y/N.” Sam chuckled nervously, throwing the cup in the trash and tossing the drink pitcher he held in the sink. “I’m normally not this much of a dumbass.”
“I’m not too sure about that one, Kiszka.” You teased lightly with a grin. “It happens, don’t worry,” you assured. “I’m just glad it was cold tea you spilled and not steaming coffee. I’d hate for you to get a third degree burn. That happened to me once, don’t recommend it.”
“Didn’t I drive you to the hospital for that?” he asked. “I think that might’ve happened a few months ago.”
Your eyes widened at the memory. “Oh shit, you’re right. God, I’m still so sorry I had to drag you into that.”
Sam shook his head, lips curving and cheeks no longer flushed. “For the hundredth time, stop apologizing about that, Y/N. You know you can count on me for anything, so of course I didn’t mind driving you to the hospital. I remember even blasting some ABBA on the way over there so you’d have something else to focus on instead of the pain you endured.”
You smiled at the memory. “Didn’t we also go out for ice cream afterwards?”
He nodded, lightly rubbing his arm. “Yeah, it was a lot of fun. I mean, I always have fun when I’m with you.”
Your breath caught in your throat at his last few words, blinking slowly. “O-Oh.”
Oh? That’s all you have to say? Nice one, Y/N.
Sam’s heart dropped. Fuck. Maybe you weren’t talking about him after all. Maybe it was Danny or one of his brothers that you had a crush on and he was mistaken about it. He wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow him whole right about now. Being anywhere but here sounded splendid to him.
“Y-Y/N, I—“
“Ihavefunwhenimwithyoutoo,” you muttered all too quickly, and poor Sam barely even understood what you said. He didn’t have the chance to ask you to repeat yourself because you quickly walked away to the back and he was left with a tug at his chest, frowning.
Within the next few days after Sam’s tea spill, literally, things between you and him became...awkward. Something went off in him to become even more clumsy than normal and forget everything he’s ever known when you’re near him. He’d get flustered, stuttering a lot, messing up orders, dropping dishes, and nearly tripping all the time. He hated it so much and wished he could just muster up the courage and apologize for being such an idiot and confess his feelings to you. Even during your hangouts with the guys, Sam and you wouldn’t interact as much and honestly you were well aware you were being super childish and immature about the situation. Sam did too, and he needed to snap the fuck out of it.
The next few days at work Sam would ignore Danny’s little side comments about his immaturity and continued working in silence. For the rest of his shift he didn’t talk much to anyone other than the customers. He wanted to talk to you when he had the chance, but then he’d quickly back out and walk the opposite direction.
He couldn’t figure out why it was so futile for him to just grow a sack and tell you he likes you. He’d never gone through this struggle before. Then again, as cheesy as it sounded, the other girls he’d asked out in the past couldn’t compare to you. Never in a million years, and maybe he was too afraid that he didn’t deserve someone as amazing as you.
Nearing closing that same day, it was only you, Sam, and Danny. The flow of customers died down and not many people came in towards the end of the night which you were grateful for. It finally gave you the chance to relax a bit and start cleaning things up ahead of time so you wouldn’t have to stay after. Joey and a nice warm bath were waiting for you at home.
While Sam decided on working the register and you and Danny would clean, he grabbed your arm and led you into the back.
“What are you two still doing not dating each other or talking?! It’s been way too long now, Y/N. And since it’s only us three tonight, you have no other choice. Come on, I know you can’t take this any longer, and he can’t either. I can take over the register for a bit while you and him talk.”
You chewed on your bottom lip, contemplating his offering. As incredibly thankful as you were for his help, you were also scared shitless of the possible outcome. Perhaps it was finally time though that you say fuck it and say what you needed to. You couldn’t go on for any longer to keep your feelings bottled up inside. Maybe, just maybe he might feel the same way, and by God you hoped that would be the case.
Inhaling, you nodded slowly and made your way back to where you were. Your eyes searched for Sam and saw he was busy making a drink, except there was no one else here besides you, him and Danny. It could’ve been a drink for him, so you shrugged this off and went towards the sink to start washing the dishes.
A few moments later, Sam cleared his throat from behind you. “H-Hey Y/N, so um, I know the créme brûlée latte is your favorite, and I thought I’d make you one. You seemed really stressed and busy today and I wanted to try to cheer you up. I hope that’s okay.”
Your heart swelled at his generosity and your cheeks burned as you felt his gaze burning into you, his palms soaking from nervousness. “Sam, you didn’t have to do that for me.”
He shrugged casually, a small smile on his lips and his cheeks tinted a light pink. “It’s okay, I wanted to. And I uh, tried my best on the art. Hope you like it.”
Raising a brow, your gaze dropped on your cup and your eyes widened as you saw what he was referring to. A small coffee cup with the words I like you a latte around it.
“It’s true,” Sam chewed on his bottom lip while running his fingers through his hair. “I really like you Y/N, and I’m so sorry for acting like such an idiot these last few days around you. I don’t know what came over me, and I’m sorry that I didn’t talk to you much either.”
Setting your cup on the counter, you took a step closer to him and cupped his cheek, rubbing your thumb softly against his soft skin. “You don’t have to apologize for anything, Sam. I’m sorry for not talking to you too, as well as for making a fool of myself. I tend to do that around someone I like.”
Finally, the realization dawned on Sam as a wide grin pulled at his lips. “Glad we’re on the same boat.”
“I-Is it alright if I kiss you?” he asked shyly, his eyes sparkling as he looked at you.
You giggled. “You don’t even have to ask, loverboy.” You playfully rolled your eyes and cupped his other cheek before connecting his lips with yours.
A smirk pulled at Danny’s lips as he glanced at the two of you, shaking his head. Josh and Jake owed him $20 now.
It was about damn time that Sam and you finally espresso’d your love for each other.
tagging these lovely folks bc they helped inspired me and their work is amazing <3 @godlygreta / @flowervanfleet / @dharma-divine
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Fluff of soft Levi worried about his s/o and his baby cos its winter and flu season and they’re both sick/under the weather and levi just wants them both to be okay 🤧🥺
kinda ironic because i'm also been feeling under the weather lately :')
pairing: levi x reader
cw: medicines and pills, caring husband/father levi, fluff <3
- love and care -
used tissues was all the trash bin next to you occupied. medicine and glasses of water set on the nightstand. sweat covered your body but shivering when you get rid of the layer of blanket wrapped around you.
you've been sick for the past week now, unable to do anything but lay in bed all day. your five year old daughter, d/n also got sick around the time you got sick. it was flu season and the only person in the house who wasn't sick was levi.
you turned to your other side upon hearing the door open, your husband walked in with a tray of food and another array of medicine you've been taking.
"how are you feeling?" levi asked, setting the tray down as you sat up and wrapped the blanket around you even more. "like shit still, how's d/n?"
"she threw up earlier but i got her to eat a bit so she could take her medicine. she just fell asleep again" levi said and you nodded, grabbing a piece of bread off the try and munching on it as much as you could. you weren't in the mood to eat but you had to eat something.
"i'm sorry you had to take care of the both of us at the same time" you frowned and levi gently patted the top of your head affectionately.
"it's alright. i just want the both of you to feel better" levi said, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. you smiled gratefully at him. he grabbed the spoon from the bowl on the tray, scooping some of the soup that he made and began feeding you.
"i can eat on my own, you know" you chuckled as levi clicked his tongue, catching the soup that accidentally dripped down your chin.
"tch. i want to take care of you, you know" levi retorted as you rolled your eyes playfully and let him feed you the soup until the contents of the bowl were gone.
you grabbed the medicine, popping the pills in your mouth and levi was quick to hand you a glass of water to help the pills go down your throat.
"thank you, levi" you said with a smile, laying back down in bed as levi lovingly kissed your forehead in return. "daddy?"
your heads snapped towards the door upon hearing d/n call out to her dad. levi quickly cleaned up the tray and placing another kiss on your forehead.
"rest. i'll take care of d/n and make dinner afterwards" levi said, heading out the door and you nodded. he made a quick stop to the kitchen and headed to d/n's bedroom down the hall.
"what's wrong? are you okay?" levi asked softly, opening the door to the child's bedroom. she sat up on her bed and reached out for him, he crossed the room and sat down on the edge of the bed as the smaller brat clung onto him.
"head hurts, i want sleep" d/n whimpered, burying her head into levi's chest in attempt to get rid of the headache that was preventing her from getting a much needed rest.
levi frowned at his daughter's discomfort, gently running his hand through her hair and massaging her scalp to try and soothe her headache.
"i can get you some medicine for your headache if you want. it'll taste yucky but it will help" levi said as d/n looked at him for a second before nodding. "alright, i'll be back. do you want anything else?"
"gummy bears?" d/n said with a grin as levi returned the grin and put her back down on her bed, kissing her forehead the same way he did to you.
"don't tell mommy. i'll be back" levi said before leaving the room. he went through the fridge, grabbing some of the medicine and water for d/n and a pack of gummy bears like she requested.
levi returned to his daughter's room, pouring some of the liquid medicine onto a spoon and giving it to d/n. he chuckled as her face contorted into disgust, quickly handing her a glass of water.
"i don't like that medicine" d/n pouted and levi opened the pack of gummy bears for her. "i'm sorry, brat. you and mommy will feel better soon"
d/n munched on the gummy bears, smiling happily at her father with every bite she took. after she was done, she discarded the wrapper into the trash bin and laid back down in bed.
"try and get some sleep, i'm going to be in the kitchen making dinner. mommy is asleep in our room so if you need anything, call me. okay?" levi said, tucking her in and giving her the teddy bear she sleeps with every night.
"okay. thank you, daddy" d/n mumbled, snuggling further into her blanket and closing her eyes. levi kissed her forehead once more and stood up to leave.
he peeked in your shared bedroom to make sure you were okay and getting the rest you need, smiling to himself and heading to the kitchen to make dinner for the two most important girls in his life.
with levi's love and care for the both of you, you and d/n were out of bed and feeling better as ever a few days later.
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『𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬』
note : my requests are OPEN! Feel free to send me story requests. I just want you to know that you are beautiful because you are you. There is no one like you. Love yourself and be safe! ♡
pairings : bucky barnes x reader
word count : 800
request by anon : bucky comforting s/o with her insecurities
warnings : low self image, just fluff
*feedback is appreciated. please reblog so it can reach more people♡
You had a very stressful week. Your boss wanted all records for the last few months and you were on the edge with the time hoping that you haven’t missed something.
When you got home every night you felt exhausted like you have never been in the past. In fact, you were so tired that you didn’t even want to make love with Bucky.
He was worried sick about you that you’re pressing yourself too hard at work and he wanted to help you. Every day he would cook breakfast and dinner for you and would remind you how beautiful, strong, and intelligent you are.
But when that week extended to a longer period you started to become more tired, moodier, more negative, more insecure.
Everything seemed to be upside down. Bucky was always making sure you are taken care of but your mind was going crazy. Waves of anxiety, panic attacks, and negative thoughts were rushing through your mind every time Bucky tried to comfort you.
You wondered why he chose you. He could have anyone else but he chose you. The water spilled when you were walking through the compound when you saw him talking with Natasha.
“Of course.” You told yourself. He was probably gonna break up with you. Why spend time with such an ugly girl when he could have someone like Natasha.
You went to your shared apartment. Tears were flowing down your cheeks but you wiped them away not wanting to be even more miserable than you already were.
You removed your clothes. One by one examining every single part of your body.
First, you removed your shirt. You had lost/gained a couple of pounds and it showed. Probably due to stress. You had a few scars and stretch marks here and there on the skin from missions. Your breasts were too small/medium/too big.
Then you removed your pants. Continuing to examine yourself in the mirror. More stretchmarks, more self-harm scars that not only covered your legs but hands too. Your hips were small/wide.
You felt like God took all those parts from the trash and made you out of them.
You didn’t realize when Bucky came home until he stormed into the bedroom.
“Y/N? What wrong, honey? What are you doing?” He asked softly but you could catch the worry in his voice. This was it. The tears started falling down your cheeks like river.
“Why do you love me? Look at me! Why are you with me when you can have a beautiful and mentally stable girlfriend like Natasha!” You fell on the floor unable to take any more of this.
He immediately grabbed your shaking body and hugged you tight. “Y/N, listen to me. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met and I’m 106 years old. Believe me, I have seen a lot of women but none of them are like you.” He was stroking your back with soft motions drawing imaginary shapes.
“You are beautiful inside and outside. This body. Your body. Gives me the touch I never thought I could feel again. It gives me love, pleasure, warmth, and who knows make one day it will give me a child, too.” He chuckled at the thought of having a mini you running around.
“You are gorgeous. Those marks only show how strong you are and how you managed to keep yourself altogether. You are beautiful, intelligent, caring and most of all you are the love of my life.” He kissed the top of your head before cupping your face.
“You think so? I saw you talking with Natasha earlier and I thought are going to break up with me.” You said but it came out like a broken sob.
“I was talking with her because I wanted to make you a surprise and I needed advice from a woman because I have no idea what to do.” He smiled looking at your eyes brushing away the tears with his thumb.
“What surprise?” You asked confused.
“You will see, my love. Just be patient.” He planted a kiss on your forehead, then on your right cheek, the left, your nose before he stopped on your lips.
“I love you, Y/N. No matter how you look or what you think I will always love you until I die. God, I love you more than life itself.” He murmured before bringing his lips to yours for a kiss full of love.
After you broke the kiss you understood how much he adored you, how much he loved you and how if he could he would put you on a pedestal.
God and you loved him too. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him. Raising a family with him and living your life. With him.
Tag list: @lovie-barnes , @littlecanadianlani
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Midnight Snack
Read at AO3!
Late ectober fanfic, there might be more to come, I’ll see what I can do, I want to make sure is complete in AO3 at least.
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Wes couldn’t believe his eyes, what he saw in the video was something so extraordinary he couldn’t even believe it himself!
It wasn’t the footage he was expecting about Danny Fenton, though that was something he could still try to find, right now, however, he was going to run back the video and record with his phone what he could, this was gold!
Maybe it hadn’t been the most brilliant idea, to sneak inside the school at night to check on the security recordings, he had seen the room earlier that day and thought that if there was any other place to find evidence to finally uncover Fenton as Phantom. It was just after ten, he could use a couple of hours to work on this.
If it had been anyone else, maybe they would never know where to look, he went back to the videos from the dates Phantom started to show publicly, the first-ever mention of Phantom - Invis-o-bill, pfft - had been reported back in their first year, along with a ‘food ghost’, he was lucky the situation had been at the school or the recordings would be difficult to check, so armed with the dates of the ghosts attacks, first those at school and then the ones outside but during school days, he started checking the videos.
At first, he had felt a bit angry after noticing that at a certain point some videos had been modified or cut out, maybe Foley had managed to erase evidence, sometimes some kind of interference or different event was happening in front of the ‘evidence’, but who else would have done that … - was that a ticking clock? Anyway, he couldn’t have gone through every tape, there must have been some ‘blind spots’ that Foley chose to ignore.
He had been looking into that when ‘speaking of the devil’, walked into the school just shortly after the janitor left. Of course, they had been caught on camera cleaning after the whole ‘food ghost’ incident, but after the trio left, only the janitor had stayed behind. So what was Tucker Foley doing back at the school?
According to the video, it was around 8 pm on the recording, Foley had accessed from behind the school and had gone to the trash containers that still had the loads of meat that Danny and Sam had picked up, Wes had noticed that Tucker had only been allowed to pick up the vegetables.
Part of the recording showed that Tucker indeed got himself in the container and tried to find the best pieces of meat or at least the ones that were almost complete or less damaged, it was gross, Wes had never considered that the boy would do something like that, he knew he liked meat, but this was excessive even for him.
However, Tucker didn’t just get his loot and leave, no, the boy piled it up and then sat down against the wall while playing with his PDA until much later, Wes had fast-forwarded to the point where things changed. The scene got illuminated, he couldn’t see it, but he was sure it was the moonlight, especially after what happened right after.
Foley stood up, he put his PDA in his bag and then placed it somewhere else, then he removed his boots, glasses, and cap, once he was down to only his clothes, he looked up to the sky…
Wes couldn’t hear it, but he could tell there was something affecting the recording if the blurry lines were something to go by, was it trembling? Was it the wind? Was it a howl? Going by how Foley started to shapeshift in front of the camera a moment later, it was a howl.
Foley seemed to be going for a dramatic change, twisting and bending while the change took form, he became bigger, broader, hair started growing on his limbs, his back popped his t-shirt to shreds, his face must have been the biggest change, the snout of the wolf that looked back to the container seemed really scary and filled with long fangs, he sniffled the air for a moment and then looked back to the pile he had dug from the container and then he was on all fours like a wolf would do, but bigger and very intimidating.
Wes saw him eat the meat with some strange fascination, he couldn’t tell if he was impressed or scared, it was amazing, even more so since he was sure not even his friends knew about this… Many things would be really different if they knew, so when he got back to the point where Tucker accessed the school, he pressed record on the screen of his phone...
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