#it's short but you can tell the discussion didn't go so well hm

[tomssexdoll]

hey boobie it’s your favorite person ever

so i was thiiinking 2009 billy dread era and ur his gf and it was a stressful day for him so while you’re brushing ur teeth and abt to head to bed he comes up behind u n starts kissing ur neck and dragging his fingers under the waistband of ur shorts. 😍😍😍 and then he fucks u rough on the hotel bed. omg and make it a plot twist where since it’s a hotel, tom hears everything and is absolutely traumatized the next day

HI POOKIe

"Fuck.." Bill grunted, slamming the door shut and entering the hotel room, I was getting ready for bed and wondered why Bill was taking so long to come back from Toms room.

They had been discussing some things with the rest of the band and obviously a fight must've broke out. I was brushing my teeth, looking at him through the mirror, "baby what happened" I mumbled, mouth full of toothpaste.

He sighed and walked over, wrapping his hands around my waist and softly kissing my neck, "just the guys..they are so fucking difficult, I make these great decisions and they all disagree" he grunted, fists slightly clenching.

"I know they're annoying baby but just learn to deal with them I guess, you know how difficult Tom can be" I sighed, not paying attention to his kisses and spitting the toothpaste out, bending over and cleaning my mouth out.

Bill grunted and pressed his erection onto my ass, rubbing softly. I smirked and stood back up, feeling his hands snake under the waistband of my shorts, dangerously close to my clothed pussy.

I turned around and caressed his cheek, "how about I take care of you, hm?" he chuckled, "oh no baby I'm in control, get ready" I winced slightly, knowing damn well he wasn't going to go easy on me. He led me to the bed and instructed for me to take my clothes off, I did as I was told and got on my hands and knees on the bed, arching my back to show off my aching pussy to him.

The bed dipped behind me and he smacked my ass hard, leaving a stining sensation after, "don't tease you little shit" he grunted, shoving his boxers down and freeing his cock. I felt the tip at my entrance, softly teasing.

"Mm..put it in.." I whimpered, tired of him taking so long, he grabbed my hair and forcefully shoved it back, whispering in my ear "don't demand shit, I will fuck you when I want and however I want" I nodded and felt his cock slam into me all at once, stretching me out.

"Ah!" I groaned, grabbing onto the sheets until my knuckles turned white. I tried to get over the pain of his cock brutally shoving itself in me, he retracted and then slammed back in, creating a rough pace.

His grip on my hair only tightened, another hand coming around and wrapping itself around my neck, gently choking me. I cried out and felt his tip directly hit my g spot, sending shock waves of pleasure throughout me.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned, rolling my eyes back and clenching my legs together. "Stop that" he smacked my ass roughly, hand returning back to my neck.

His grip on my hair finally loosened, sending me flying into the mattress face first, I stabled myself and gripped onto the sheets again, "fuck sakes.." he mumbled, smacking my ass again.

His cock felt so good in me, his tip kissing my cervix as it roughly pounded into me. "Such a good girl, letting me take my frustrations out on you" he chuckled darkly.

At this point the headboard was slamming into the wall, making a slight dent. I knew we would get in trouble but fuck I didn't care right now, in the moment all I cared about was his cock slamming into my pussy so well.

I felt a knot forming in my stomach, coiling down to my core. My release was near and it was approaching fast, I tried to tell Bill but I couldn't form the words, too much pleasure hitting me all at once, all that came out was, "cumming..fuck.." whimpers left my mouth, feeling his tip slam into my g spot so perfectly.

"Cum on my cock baby.." he groaned, picking up his pace and thrusting harder and faster, I felt the burning in my heat only intensify. Then, my body shuddered, my orgasm crashing down and making me cum all over his cock.

My pussy clenched hard onto his cock, his cum squirting in me and coating my walls. He panted and grabbed my waist, laying onto the bed and pulling me onto his chest. We both caught out breathes for a few minutes before he pulled out and quickly cleaned me up, falling asleep straight away.

The next morning we all met up for breakfast, Tom couldn't even look at us, instead keeping quiet and eating his breakfast. I decided to speak up since Tom was never like this and I was concerned, "Tom are you ok? You're not usually this quiet" I tilted my head, pouting softly.

He finally looked up at me, a traumatized look in his face. "The walls are paper thin Y/N" he sighed, my eyes widened as I turned to Bill, smirking and drinking his juice.

"You fucking asshole you knew! You did it to piss him off!" I smacked his arm and stormed off, leaving the guys to laugh their asses off, except for Tom ofc poor Tom.

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[seirindono]

The Missing Scarf VIII - part 11

For the record, it's not the first time he asked her today but she ignored him so far, haha.

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[oepionie]

—VOICELINES ABOUT YOU. various

Synopsis: Yuuken interrogates some of the boys on the campus about their special someone. Hearing their loving ramblings on you was certainly not what he expected.

Tags: Self-Indulgent, Fluff, Angst if you squint really hard, Reader is not Yuu, Tweels are a bit...too mad in love, I brainrotted so hard, You're Malleus' fiancee, Malleus doesn't know how to tell a joke someone help him

Cw. Riddle's Mother, Overworking, Hospitalizations, Poor living conditions, Illness, Bullying, Allusions to violence, Marriage, Tad bit of possesive behavior, Description of stabbing

WordCount: 2k+ | 💌Masterlist

R.R | RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS:

About: Riddle's Rose

"Rose? I see you've met that troublesome intern at the library. That's a nickname. Their name is (Y/N) and yes, they are my partner." "A-Ah? I'm so direct? Well, you asked me a question! Though...I would prefer that this discussion end here. I prefer to keep my relationship with them private.”

Chat: Childhood Memories

“Ever since we were young, (Y/N) was quite rebellious. The complete opposite of me as a child, really. They were always sneaking off during the night and coming over to visit me. Mother...didn't approve of them and often screamed in their face. I was quite terrified she would scare them away, though that didn't stop them at all. Haha, I think they got even more persistent afterwards. I am truly glad I met them.”

Personal Story: To the Hospital

“Again...? I see. Thank you, Trey. Hmph, I'll have to schedule another visit once more."

> "Riddle? What's wrong?"

"Ah, Yuuken—It's Rose. They've gotten admitted to the hospital...again. (Y/N) is quite impulsive and tends to bite off more than they can chew. On more than occasion, like now, I would find out about their hospital admissions via Trey days or even weeks after."

>"Aren't you dating? Why aren't they telling you?"

"They claim that they withhold the information from me out of concern for my workload or out of fear of being a burden. Though that is—a sentiment I don't understand. Nothing is more important to me than their health."

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R.B | RUGGIE BUCCHI

About: The Photo In His Wallet

"Where is it?! Man, I'm so fucked if I lost it—Oh?! Oi, Yuuken! That wallet's mine! Man, thanks a lot. I really would've been screwed over if it weren't for you." "Eh? The photo? Shishishishi curious, aren't cha? Hmmm...how 'bout this? You get me a steaming hot meat bun and I'll give you a story time about them."

Chat: A Hopeful Future

"My studies? Course I take them seriously! That's what's gonna' put food on the table one day. Plus, I wanna' give (Y/N) the life they deserve—What'd I mean? Well, if I'm going to be their husband, I want 'em to live comfortably. It's not like we need anythin' luxurious, anyways. As long as we're together and there's enough food to go by, it's going to be all right."

Personal Story: In Sickness and In Health

"....that's good to hear. Please look after 'em, granny. Love ya." The call ends and Ruggie sighs. "That's the best news I've received since."

>"News?"

"Guh-?! Man! What's with you and sneaking up on me!? Yeah yeah—you heard right...news. Granny just called me to talk about (Y/N), their health is looking up. Tell ya' what, I knew that deal with Azul was worth it. I managed to snag some medicine and send it home."

>"Oh? Medicine?"

"Yeah. Ever since my first year of high school, they were sick and bedridden. (Y/N)'s parents don't have enough money for a doctor, so there's not much they can do. Of course, I'm out here doin' my best to help too."

"I really...I really wanna see them up and runnin' again. Hey, who knows—maybe we'll get to make flower crowns for the village kids again...together."

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A.A | AZUL ASHENGROTTO

About: An Interrogation

"Yuuken, you’ve met (Y/N), I hear. Well, as their partner, it's only right that I ask you about it. I assume you don't mind. So, what is your opinion of them? Nothing short of perfection, I hope."

"Hm? You think they're nice? Good then."

Chat: Busy Octoboss

"With all the deals, my maintenance of my academic ranking, and my position as Monstro Lounge's manager, my workload is quite substantial compared to most. And, I regret to say that it does get in the way of my personal life, including quality time with my lover. It tears at my heart, yet I cherish how they're so understanding and patient. Still, sometimes I can't help but think I am undeserving of them..."

Personal Story: Deep Sea Bonds

"My childhood is not something that I appreciate or want to remember. Yet, despite everything I've been through, I do think it is pleasant to look back on the days when I met them. You see, (Y/N) was bullied too. They were just like me, relentlessly bad mouthed and hurt by the kids around us. However, they never failed to greet me every day with a bright smile on their face."

>"What a sunny person."

"They'd also always have the courage and bravery to stand up for me, often taking the brunt of the bullying. I wish I could say I did the same for them...but I was far too cowardly back then..."

>"Wow. You two must be really close, then."

"Of course. They've been through a lot.Which is exactly why I won't allow anyone to speak ill of them anymore." Azul pauses, smiling slyly. "Say, Yuuken. You'll tell me if anyone casts aspersions on my Angelfish, won't you?"

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J.L | JADE LEECH

About: A Helping Hand

"Hm? What's that? Ah, you’ve met my darling pearl. I see. I do notice how you’ve been frequenting Monstro Lounge lately…Have you perhaps acquired a romantic interest towards them? No? Hehe, Alright." "Now, to answer your question, yes, that is right; (Y/N) routinely comes over to visit and aid me in my Mountain Treks. I couldn't be more grateful for their assistance."

Chat: The Pearl Ring

"Oya? I see you're curious about the ring I've been crafting. Well, it's for (Y/N). You see, in merfolk culture, we create handcrafted jewelry to serve as a courting gift. This is one of many ornaments I plan on giving them. Though, this one is...particularly unique. Ah, well...(Y/N) Leech does have a nice ring to it, does it not?"

Personal Story: A Jaded Reaction

"Oya? (Y/N) is spending the night at Ramshackle? Whatever reason for?"

>"Grim wanted to have a game night."

"Ah. I see. How...lovely. What's that? My smile is frightening you? Oho, now is it? Hehe, my deepest apologies. We eels tend to be quite...protective. I so anticipate you to take good care of them. And fret not, as long as you keep them away from any harm, no disputes shall arise."

>"Uh...and if something happened?"

"What if something happened...? Well, I'm sure you wouldn't mind being hunted down the face of the earth, tied up, and pulled down to the deepest pits of the blue ocean, where no one can hear your anguished cries for help...Would you?" 

>"..."

"Just joking. I would never do that."

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F.L | FLOYD LEECH

About: A Sea Walnut

"(Y/N)? Aha~~~ You've heard of my little sea walnut? They're so adorable and squishy, yanno!—Is there a problem? If you got a problem with 'em, I'll squeeze you." "Oh? Not scared at all, huh? Ehe~ You sure are ballsy. Tread carefully now, shrimpy~!"

About: Ocean Currents

"Whenever a strong ocean current comes, sea walnut always huddles close to me and grabs my arm. They've always been afraid of being blasted away."

"They used to do that a lot when we were kids, but it never gets old. Hehe~ Sometimes, I lead them to places where the waves are strong, jus' so they can cling onto me! It's so funny to see 'em get afraid and scramble after me when I move too far away. "

Personal Story: Shark Attack

"Hmm~? Oh, what're these bite marks? Rad, aren't they? I got them after fighting a buncha' sharks."

>"Sharks?! Why would you do that?"

"To get these. It's shark teeth. Our anniversary is comin' up, and Jade suggested that I should make some jewelry for them. It's a merfolk courting thing. Azul 'n Jade told me to get them pearls, but I thought that was boring. So, I'm making one with shark teeth instead! Isn't that cool~?"

>"I-I guess, but what happened to the sharks?"

"Ugh. None of them were a fun hunt. The entire hoard swam away so fast. Can you believe it???… I’m not the typa eel who would let my prey get away that easily, though. And it’s not like I had anything better to do. Ehehe! There were so many of those sharks swarming around, but I managed to squeeze them all! Well, it was worth it in the end cuz I got what I wanted. I'll do anythin' for my little sea walnut~"

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J.V | JAMIL VIPER

About: A Hearty Meal

“What am i doing? Well, I'm making some Roast Chicken with Sumac Flatbread. Oh? Who's (Y/N)? Ah, Kalim must have told you, huh. (Y/N) is my partner. They are truly wonderful."

"For example—Though I like to think I'm skilled at disguising my true feelings, the moment I go to see them, they already know what I'm thinking. They have a keen sense of intuition and always seem to know what I need and when I need it. Truly, I'm grateful for such a caring—Ah, I'm sorry. I was rambling again."

Chat: Snake-Eyed Envy

"I can't dispute that a lot of people back home are vying for their affection.That bothers me at times. As Kalim's babysitter-ehem, retainer, I don't have enough time to check in on them every day...However, as cheesy as it sounds, I have yet to meet someone who is as smitten with (Y/N) as I am."

Personal Story: World Left Unsaid

"I soon understood that I was more than the circumstances of my birth, all thanks to (Y/N). In fact, My bond with Kalim has become stronger and more genuine thanks to them. I...realized my hatred for Kalim was just my desire for my circumstances to be different...I didn't hate him at all. Without (Y/N), I would never have understood it."

>"They must be very important to you, Jamil."

"Absolutely. I was terrified that I might lose them after my overblot. But to my surprise, they stayed with me. Naturally, it hurt them, but they were really compassionate towards me and about how much I had to go through."

>"Do they know of what you feel?"

"I...I don't think (Y/N) realizes just how much I cherish them. I don't think now's the right time for that though. I've hurt them too much and I still have a long way to go before I fix things."

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M.D | MALLEUS DRACONIA

About: He's Engaged?!

"I am, indeed, betrothed. Heh. Why are you looking so bewildered, Child of Man? If I'm going to be a king someday, it only makes sense that I would need someone to reign alongside me, no? At first glance, (Y/N) may seem aloof, but as you get to know them more, you'll see that they are actually incredibly lovely and warm."

"You never thought I was one for romance? My, my... What a bold statement, you best learn how to hold your tongue. Have you considered that I could use lightning to smite you where you stand?...Now, now—That was a joke. You don't have to cower in fear."

Chat: Safe And Sound

"My precious treasure tells me that I tend to get protective at times. Though can you really fault a lover for wanting to protect the one who is most important to them in this cruel, ruthless world. One where others will not hesitate to turn on you?"

Personal Story: The Art Of War

"I am actually the first of my lineage to wed someone who is not a noble. You see, (Y/N) is a knight-in-training. And, as you can probably guess, they served as my retainer. To see them at work was truly a magnificent sight to witness. They command attention and radiate strength. While I had always admired them, I could not bring myself to express my true feelings to them. Until...that night."

>"That night?"

"Yes. On the evening of Silver's 16th birthday, someone had rushed at me with a dagger in hand. (Y/N) was the first to respond and took the hit for me...The sound of their screams as the knife tore through their flesh was truly...horrifying."

>"That's horrible! What happened to the guy?"

"Worry not, he was taken care of accordingly....If there is anything I’ve learned from Lilia's many teachings, it’s that the worst calamities that befall an army arise from hesitation. To avoid further offensives, one must deal with and eliminate adversaries as soon as possible. Don't you think so?"

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[marksbear]

Can I request Draco Malfoy x Slytherin Reader. Where the reader is Snape's son?

I made this so it's like different scenarios and blurbs. A bit short sorry!

DRACO MALFOY x SLYTHERIN MALE READER.

Blurb!

Y/n Snape. Everyone knew the slytherin. He was cold-hearted like his father. The boy didn't talk to many people because honestly the only person he could tolerate was his boyfriend Draco Malfoy.

Before they were dating they were like friendly rivals. Always trying to get under the others skin, but could never dare to hate the other boy.

Scenario! 1

It was very late at night when Y/n sneaked through the Slytherin's dorm rooms until he finally founded Draco.

"Malfoy. Malfoy wake up!" Y/n whisper shouts shaking the blonde awake. "What is it Snape!" Draco shouts back in a hushed tone looking up at Y/n.

Y/n stares at Draco for a while before pulling him out of his bed and drags him to his own empty dorm room. "You have no roommates?" Draco asks looking around in the lonely room.

"No. My father requested that I have none. Roommates will only hold me back from homework, studying and being the best wizard I could be... My father's words of course." Y/n answers his question before sitting down on the floor and patting a spot next to him. Draco takes the invitation sitting text to his crush in a heartbeat.

"I have to tell you something Malfoy." Y/n blurts out turning his head facing Draco. The blonde nods his head for Y/n to keep going.

"Well. I really don't know how to say this. But I think me and you make a great team. As school mates, teammates, enemies even as friends Draco. You are honestly one of the best things to ever happen in my life..."

Y/n trails off before cupping Draco's face in his hands before pulling him in for a passionate kiss. Draco gasps in the kiss, but relaxes into the kiss turning his head a bit so they can kiss even deeper. Malfoy wraps his arms around Y/n shoulders as Y/n softly pushes Draco onto his back never breaking the kiss.

Because the boys are both young they pull away giggling and takes deep breathes for air. Y/n lays down on his back allowing Draco to lay his head on his chest as they both cuddle.

"My father didn't say anything about not having boyfriends though, so I was wondering would you like to be my boyfriend?" Y/n questions finishing his original confession. "Yes. I'll be your stupid boyfriend."

Scenario 2!

The two of you always discussed this topic. One because both of your fathers are very popular and have one of the best reputations in the wizard world.

Second because both of you were kinda scared that boys like you wouldn't be accepted in Hogwarts more or less the wizard world. So the safest option was just to lay low. Well until today.

The girls were swarming Y/n. Some from different houses, but most of the girls were from Slytherin.

During classes, break, even lunch. They'd just keep on coming and coming to the point some professors noticed. Y/n father advised Y/n to stop attracting so much attention to himself.

Currently it's a break hour for the students. Some walk around the school while others are in the yard. Draco and Y/n are standing in a crowded hallway together leaning on the wall talking about random things until a girl walks over to Y/n.

"Excuse me! H-hi Y/n!" The girl stutters out her face already red looking up at Y/n. Draco glares at the girl and clenches his teeth from anger. "Hm?" Y/n hums already know what's about to happen.

"I wanted to see if... Me and you can go out on a date sometime?"

Before Y/n could answer his boyfriend did it before him. "No." Draco says angrily catching a few people's attention. "He's taken." Draco adds on. "By who!?! Is he dating Stacy----" Draco cuts the girl off saying.

"No! By me! Hes taken by me!" Draco brags before kissing Y/n deeply.

THE END!

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[an-aroaces-harem]

Ivy Chapter 16

DISCLAIMER: I just deepl and google translated my way through this because I wanted to know what’s going on, so there are definitely mistakes but I believe I managed the general gist of the story. Anyway, it’s just a fan-made translation solely for entertainment purposes. Morganatic Idol belongs to Cybird and ABC Frontier, Inc.

Ivy: There's lot of noise outside my room.

Rina: Well ...

The voices outside were getting closer and closer ... until I could clearly identifiy the exe members.

Ivy: What's all the fuss about?

That moment, Ivy-san let out a sigh, got up, and opened the door ...

The rest of exe rushed inside the room.

Finn: Ivy. do something about them. They're so loud!

Hugh: Shush ... come ...

Jace: What is it about us that makes us persistent? You're the one who's going too fast.

Xeno: I'm just trying to be reasonable. You're the ones who need to stop this!

The room becomes noisy at once at the sound of four voices.

(What the hell!?)

Ivy: Don't fight. What's the matter?

Finn: It's their fault! They're trying to get in the way of me and Hugh.

Jace: I'm gonna get in your way! I know it's not going to work.

Hugh: You never know ... until you try ...

Xeno: The result is obvious! You guys are too short-sighted to begin with.

Finn: Shut up, you're going to have to hit and break these things!

Hugh: Finn is right ... I'm not good at thinking.

Jace: Think about it for a second. Finn and Hugh always act too spontaneously.

Xeno: It's the same on stage. Both of them are habitual offenders who change their dances at will and cause trouble.

Finn: You're telling me it's a nuisance? You guys can't even call people names like that. Just the other day ...!

They were arguing and arguing and arguing, and nothing was getting done.

I was almost at my wit's end when I heard a loud clapping sound.

Ivy: That's enough!

The members who had been arguing suddenly look at Ivy-san.

Ivy: Calm down a little bit. We can't solve anything in this situation.

Ivy: Let's discuss it properly. You aren't children. Can you do that?

Finn: ... Tch. All right.

Jace: Maybe I got a little overzealous ...

Xeno: ... I'm sure. It was unbecoming behaviour.

Hugh: ... Hm.

Ivy: Good.

(It's amazing ... you can calm them down in no time ...)

(I knew he was the leader ...)

The members notice me, as if they can now see their surroundings.

Finn: It's Rina.

Hugh: Housekeeper-san ... there you are ...?

Xeno: It's long past our meeting time.

Rina: I-I'm sorry.

Jace: I was starting the discussion because you didn't show up. Then this happened ...

Ivy: Discussion? ... Rina-chan, what are they talking about?

Rina: Uh, well ... that's ...

Finn: We were talking about ... you.

Ivy: Huh ...?

Jace: Oh, he said it.

Xeno: ... I'm not going to let this happen.

Jace: Aegis-chan told us that you are having trouble and feel threatened by us, Ivy.

Ivy: !!

Xeno: If it is so bad that it is even affecting your composition, it is a serious situation. We can't just leave it at that.

Ivy: ...

Ivy-san was speechless with surprise.

Rina: I'm very sorry, Ivy-san. I ...!

Finn: I'm telling you, Rina said it was supposed to be a secret. I had to force her to tell me.

Finn: You can't leave us alone, can you? You're our leader.

The other three nodded to Finn-san's words.

Xeno: If you, as a leader, are not doing well, it will lead to exe's failure. That's why we discussed countermeasures.

Jace: But we couldn't come up with a good idea, and we talked about how we wanted to reduce your workload.

Finn: So we decided to stop relying on you as much as possible.

Hugh: Instead, I had Housekeeper-san ... help me ...

Ivy: ! That's why Rina-chan was like that today ...

Hugh: But ... even in Macau, you were not in good spirits. All the time ...

Jace: We thought this was a bad idea, so we decided to have an emergency meeting at the hotel.

Ivy: I didn't know that ...

Xeno: Aegis didn't show up on time, so we went ahead and statet meeting on our own. But ...

Jace: We couldn't come to an agreement at all. We were getting heated, and it was like a fight ...

Xeno: Eventually, Finn got fed up and stormed out of the room, saying he would talk to you in person ...

Finn: It's become a bit of a muddle. You have to say what you want to say directly and clearly to convey what you want to say.

Hugh: Me too ... agree ...

Jace: How short-tempered you are. ... Xeno and I wanted to make a move with more thought.

Jace: So we came here, stopping them ... and that's pretty much it.

(That's why all that fuss ...)

Ivy: ... In other words, I was the cause of the fight.

Ivy: I'm sorry guys ... Maybe I'm not a good leader after all.

(What!?)

The other members and I were flustered when Ivy-san laughed without a care in the world.

Rina: There's no way you were the cause of the fight ...!

Rina: You're important to us all, Ivy-san. That's why we don't want you to worry or suffer ... that's all.

Ivy: I'm important? Why ...? I'm not that special.

Rina: Ivy-san ...

Xeno: Why are you so down on yourself? I recognize you as a part of exe.

Finn: Yeah. We've never underestimated you.

Jace: That's right. I really like the music you write. There's no need to feel inferior.

Hugh: Yeah ... you just have to be ... Ivy.

Ivy: ... But I don't have any talent.

Ivy: My composing skills are also mediocre. I'm just an average person who puts in a lot of effort and puts on a good front just like you guys.

Ivy: I'm the only one who isn't "special". I'm diffrent from the rest of you ...

The sad look in his eyes reminded me of something he once said to me.

--flashback--

Ivy: Xeno, Jace, Finn and Hugh … they all have special talents.

Ivy: I’m the only mediocre one. I can sing, dance, compose … nothing really great.

Ivy: They are all special. I’m different from them …

--flashback end--

Then as now, his words were tinged not only with a sense of inferiority but also with a sense of loneliness.

I can see why when I think of the kind, brotherly gaze that Ivy-san always gives his members.

Rina: Ivy-san thinks he's different from the other members of exe ... that's why it's so hard for him.

Rina: "I am inferior to you, my precious friends, in terms of ability, so I am not able to be a true friend to you all."

Rina: You think so, don't you?

Ivy: !

He looked at me as if flabbergasted.

Rina: That's why you're worried, and that's why you feel shy and reserved. Am I right?

Ivy: ...

He bit his lip tighty and let out a defeated sigh.

Ivy: ... That's right.

Ivy: For me, exe is an irreplaceable place.

Ivy: That's why. I can't forgive myself for being different and inferior to everyone else ...

... A lonely little cough brings a look of astonishment on the members' faces.

(I'm sure it was this feeling of loneliness that was at the root of his inferiority complex.)

With this thought in mind, I spoke up once and for all.

Rina: That's not true.

Ivy: What?

Rina: You are not alone. How can you say that you aren't one of them?

Rina: Because exe wouldn't exist without you.

Ivy: I don't have that kind of talent ...

Rina: It's not just about talent. You are the spiritual pillar of exe.

Rina: No matter how good you are at singing or dancing, that's not enough to be a leader.

Rina: Without you, exe would be in shambles. They were fighting like that just now.

Ivy: That's ...

Rina: You can only become 'exe Creed' with your presence and the songs you write.

Rina: Ivy-san is already "special" to the members.

Rina: The fact that they are all working so hard to encourage you is proof of that.

Rina: I'm sure you are the only one who could move people like this.

The members also agreed.

Hugh: Ivy, kind ... without Ivy, I can't do it ...

Jace: If it wasn't Ivy who was depressed, maybe we wouldn't be so desperate.

Xeno: Exactly. ... Ivy's malfuntion is directly related to exe's malfunction.

Finn: And I don't think anyone else would have asked me to do so much. It's because of you.

Ivy: ... Everyone.

With a look of disbelief on his face, Ivy-san looked at them all. They all looked at him intensely in return.

Rina: Do you still consider yourself unfir to lead?

Ivy: ...

He choked on his words.

His clenched hands conveyed the many emotions that must be running through his mind ...

And ... eventually he looked up and said with a tearful smile on his face.

Ivy: ... Thank you. I may not be the most reliable leader, but I'll try my best.

Everyone laughed at the slightly awkward expressions that differed from the usual gentle smiles.

Finn: Yeah. Of course!

Xeno: I've been saying that from the beginning. ... Absolutely.

Hugh: Yeah. Good ...!

Jace: We are no good without Ivy.

Ivy: Haha, I'll be there for you. I'll support you guys.

Ivy: I think I finally understand my role in exe ...

(Good ...! I'm so glad.)

I'm almost in tears.

(Surely now exe Creed is truly united as one.)

(This could be a hint for my presentation ...!)

As I looked at the happy members clapping each other's shoulders, I had an idea in my mind ...)

And ...

... after a successful trip to Macau, we returned home.

Ivy: I'm glad it was so good, even though there was a lot going on. I was able to talk to everyone, and ... my heart was lightened.

Ivy-san looks radiant, as if a burden has been lifted from him.

Rina: I see. But I'm sorry for telling everyone about your problems.

Ivy: It's okay, I know you were thinking of me.

Ivy: Thank you, I owe it all to you. You've always taken care of me ... and I appreciate it.

Rina: I'm glad. ... Ivy-san is feeling lighter.

Rina: And I'm so glad I was able to connect with all of you.

Ivy: ... You're really great. I can't believe you understand me so well.

Ivy: But that's not all. You helped me solve my problems, you saved me ...

He looked at me as if he was looking at something very serious.

Ivy: ... You are my "special" after all.

Rina: Ah, Ivy-san ...!

His heart-melting smile made my heart flutter.

Ivy: But ... even though it was for my sake, it was still lonely knowing that you were hiding and acting in secret.

Rina: I know. I'm really sorry.

Ivy: Yes. So ... from now on, don't hide anything from me.

Ivy: If something happens, tell me everything. I'll do the same for you. ... Okay?

Rina: Yes, I understand.

Ivy: It's a promise.

Ivy-san said happily.

His somewhat innocent smile and honest feelings of loneliness were something he had never shown before.

I'm sure this is also due to the disappearance of love.

(I'm glad, I hope we will be able to see more of Ivy-san's unknown face from now on ...)

Exe has changed and so has Ivy-san. I'm sure that their relationship with him will become even better.

... That's what I thought at this time.

#morganatic idol #morudoru #morudoru ivy #resa translates something for once?

[transboysokka]

ok im all for your take of zuko not having a praise kink due to trauma, like i kind of adore that. growing up the way he did, praise probably only ever came as a disguise for something else, so it makes sense that he'd immediately be suspicious of any praise he gets. not believing it or thinking that there's some other meaning behind it. and suddenly being thrown into the headspace of childhood emotional defenses isn't exactly great for the bedroom adhjsgf

and im a hurt/comfort glutton, so now i cant stop thinking about a scenario where zuko and sokka really figure this out the first time. like, everything's going well, and sokka starts saying praising nothings, cuz it's what he'd like so why not try it? and even zuko isn't entirely sure what's going on with himself, but suddenly he's defensive and uncomfortable and the mood is thoroughly ruined, and sokka and zuko have to pause and figure out wtf just happened. cue yet another insight into zuko's fucked up childhood, and sokka going "WOW. OK. what yhe fuck." and then its cuddles and a long talk about what type of language is and isn't allowed during sex

EXACTLY! Great minds think alike, haha

Here's a short little something for that:

CW for vague sexual content and discussion/mentions of past child abuse bc Ozai Is An Asshole

"Good boy." "Take it for me, I know you can." "Are you gonna come for me like a good boy?"

It didn't bother him at first, because Zuko could see Sokka... enjoyed? Talking to him that way... But every now and then some of those words would send a shiver through his body.

("Good boy, at least you can be useful for something.")

"Hey, babe?" he breathes, moving a hand up to cover Sokka's mouth. "Hm?" "Stop talking."

He couldn't stay quiet for long.

"Look at you baby, just like that." "You take my cock so well." "Fuck, good boy. Thank you so much baby." "You listen so well." "You're perfect." "You're such a good boy. Tell me what you are."

Zuko froze as if he'd been doused with a bucket of freezing water.

("You're an ungrateful bastard who doesn't deserve the title of Prince." A slap. "Tell me what you are." Another slap. "Good boy.")

He rolled off of Sokka to the other side of the bed, panting hard, covering his face defensively.

No nonono, not now...

"Babe! Zuko!" The concern in Sokka's voice grounded him enough to stop the spiral.

Zuko removed his hands from his face and peered over at Sokka, embarrassment creeping in.

Sokka stared over at him, a mix of emotions on his face: confusion, hurt... worry. He scooted carefully to Zuko's side, knowing enough not to make any sudden movements at a time like this.

"Baby, I'm so sorry. Are you okay? Tell me what I did wrong. Talk to me," he tentatively reached an arm out to grip Zuko's hand, who took it and held on tight.

"I'm sorry," Zuko said eventually, "I just... Please don't talk to me like that..."

His boyfriend nodded, but still didn't seem to understand.

"Sure, babe. We're still figuring out the sex stuff, right? Remember, anything you need me to different, you just need to say. Can you tell me what it was I said that bothered you?"

Zuko drew Sokka's hand in closer to his chest, trying to think of the words to say that would bring back the least amount of pain.

"Any of the... good things you say. I just..." He subconsciously reached up with his other hand and touched his scar, a motion Sokka quickly recognized. His eyes widened.

"Oh shit, babe, I'm sorry. I didn't know. Your dad...?" Sokka reached to wrap his arms around Zuko, and he settled into them gratefully, leaning into Sokka's chest, "Sorry, you don't have to give me the details if you don't want."

"It's okay, I..." He took a shaky breath, "He... would mock me. He spoke to Azula like that, with love, and meant it. But to me..." Zuko's voice trailed off and he buried his face into Sokka's shoulder, suddenly ashamed.

Sokka didn't say anything at first, running his fingers through Zuko's hair, then tilting his chin up so they were looking into each other's eyes.

"Zuko. That's really fucked up and I know you hate it when I say it, but I'm sorry that happened to you because you didn't deserve it, him twisting up love and hate like that for you."

"I know." A tear rolled down his cheek. Over time, it was getting easier to hear and accept those words- and believe them- but the embarrassment never quite went away.

"I won't talk to you like that during sex anymore, okay? Thank you so much for telling me. But um..." Now it was Sokka's turn to blush. Zuko waited curiously for him to continue, "Do you think... you could try... talking to me like that?"

Zuko blinked, surprised. He thought about it and nodded slightly. It... might actually be good to take control of a situation like that, take the words back... But all he said was, "Oh."

Because he was a little surprised Sokka wanted that.

"I just-" Sokka was blushing now, like he sometimes did when he was trying to talk about something serious and personal, "I've always liked to feel useful you know, and nobody's talked to me like that since my mom-"

Ah.

"Okay, yeah, I get it. You... want me to call you a good boy? Stuff like that?"

Sokka nodded, face as red as the sheets they lay together on.

"Thanks for telling me, babe."

Zuko kissed his forehead. This was going to be kind of cute, in a sexy sort of way.

#quesTian #drabble #zukka #atla

[ria-writes-stories]

For: @taminam02 because- art- I dunno I just wanna show my appreciation towards an artist that I enjoy the content of very much

Ship: Smokey bat (Uzi x Sam, cuz I noticed they liked the last one)

Genre: Romance, Cotton

Title: Cozzy cats

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(No one's pov)

Uzi was simply doodling in class, as usual, because her intelligence was far above the average of the class, meaning that every work that the teacher assigned to the class was under stimulating for her, therefore...the teacher gave a challenge enough for her. "Uzi, Sam, pair one for the group project-" "WHAT?!" Uzi said snapping her head up as her eyes widen while she broke the pencil she was holding in her hand as a few other students near her got startled by her sudden burst of a loud scream.

The teacher sighed and rolled his eyes. "Uzi- you need to partner up and develop social skills-" "I DON'T NEED 'EM!" Uzi said standing up on the desk angrily. "Ugh, Uzi please sit down." The teacher said rubbing his forehead as Uzi proceeded to point at the teacher while pressing the poor student's head in front of her onto the desk using it as support for the strange cat like position she was in. "BITE ME!"

The discussion was cut short by the bell and everyone left the classroom as did the teacher leaving Uzi unable to negotiate to do her project on her own, like always.

Uzi groaned loudly in annoyance as she kicked a chair and crossed her arms over her hands before hearing a snore which caught her off guard, startling her and making her turn around to see where the noise came from. To her surprise a drone was asleep, resting their head on their arms, folded over on the desk. He was wearing a cozy sweater and a beanie with his eye color a magenta. Sam was of course as usually far too stoned to be aware of what is going around him so there is no surprise that he was sleeping during class and even now when classes were over, just now Uzi realised the true challenge she had in front of her, however...she saw it as an opportunity. If he was this spaced off she could still do the project on her own and just write his name at the end of it. Great! Should she tell him about the project? Probably. It was the decend thing to do after all, right? Yeah.

Uzi walked over and gently shook him. "Hey- wake up." "Hm-? Duuude- huh?" Sam looked up at Uzi puzzled as if he expected someone else. "Uhm...so we got paired up for a project but-" "Where is everyone?" Sam asked confused as he looked around tiredly. "They left- school is over. As I was saying we got paired up for a project and-" "Who are you-?" "STOP INTRERRUPTING ME!" Uzi snapped like a hissy feline as Sam's eyes widen in shock as he raised his hands up. "We got paired up for a project however you do not have to do anything, I will do everything and credit your name as well so I'll be going off now, also my name is Uzi-" "Oh-? But- paired up for a project means we both work dudette." "Have you not been listening? Why even would you want to work when you can just not? Also what's a dudette-" "Dudette, it would be unfair if I let you do everything, come on I can do something too." Uzi looked at Sam utterly confuse as he got up and Uzi got a reality check on how tall this guy was besides her, as if it wasn't enough that she was already shorter than Lizzy and Doll...

"Ugh! Fine-! Just- follow me I guess." Uzi mumbled as she took her backpack and started to head out as Sam followed her covering his mouth as he yawned.

Uzi was thinking about the project while Sam followed close behind her, and before Uzi knew she was in her home. Strange...usually she was so lost in thoughts she bumped into all of the doors on her way somewhere, well, usually she didn't have Sam behind her to notice that she's so concentrated in her own world that she could hurt herself, so, he simply opened all of the doors and kept them open until she passed by, hell he even greeted Khan by waving, catching the old man off guard but he didn't seem to question much about why Sam was there or following Uzi, he was too uninterested.

Uzi threw her backpack on the ground. "Take a sit somewhere or something." Uzi said waving her hand as she took out her notebooks and school manuals.

Sam simply flopped onto the bed, resting on his back as he closed his eyes and simply breathed while Uzi opened her PC and began to take care of the project since she already does all of her homework throughout the week the moment she receives it, sometimes doing it during school recess and the small break between lessons as to save up time. Boring details shoo. Any who, while Uzi was working on the project Sam proceeded to get up and sat his head on Uzi's.

"?! What are you doing?" Uzi said with a slight blush on her cheeks as Sam simply looked at the screen. "I told you it's not fair if you are the only one to do the work dudette." Sam said as he placed his hand on Uzi's, which was resting on the mouse of the PC, which caused the angsty rebellious teen to blush further.

He moved it around and clicking at stuff, adding customize to the project, with some surprisingly intriguing animations and features that aren't found in the base of the program, things that Sam simply did on the moment in a few clicks. Uzi was genuinely impressed. "How... did you do that?" "It's just shapes dudette, it's suuuuper easy!" Uzi said in his usual slow sheepish tone as he gave a dorky smile. "You- can't even read!" Uzi said absolutely flagger blasted by Sam's talent. "Yeah dudette, only pictures." He said pulling some papers from under his beanie. How did those fit there? Uzi wasn't going to ask...

Uzi took the files and went through there. They were all advanced programming and engineering! Most of them were indeed based on pictures. Uzi looked up at Sam with a spark of curiosity as she didn't know of any drone other than herself and her dad to be good at these things. "What classes do you take again?" "Advanced coding and engineering dudette, but you seem pretty sharp yourself, why don't you come to those classes?" Sam asked politely as Uzi blushed a bit at the compliment and looked away. "Shut up! And- uh- well- I did take them but I found them...boring so I-"

"Boring? Wo-ho! You are smart dudette!" Sam said doing finger guns at Uzi as he winked and Uzi proceeded to turn around in her chair since it had wheels as she frowned while her cheeks grew extremely hot as she wasn't used to compliments. "Uh-?" Sam said scratching his head as he didn't understand what he did wrong. "So- do we continue the project-?" "Yes! The project!" Uzi said snapping from her flustered self as she turned to the PC. "Uh- I don't have another chair, sorry." She said looking up at Sam. "That's ok, we can work on the bed." "..." Uzi looked at the bed, considered it, and decided to just get over with it.

For the next two hours Sam and Uzi worked on the project together with Sam resting his head on Uzi's and lazily placing his hand on her's and clicking things as he didn't have the energy to just ask her for the mouse so he could do the work himself, and Uzi was too flustered to correct this bad behaviour of his. The project was done before you knew it and as Uzi sat her laptop to it's place as she noticed that Sam was barely awake at this point. "Alright. You can head home now, thanks for the help." Uzi said closing her eyes as she opened the door waiting for Sam to leave but when she didn't hear anything she peeked with one eye and realised that Sam wasn't moving, was he...asleep?

Uzi went over and when she was about to poke him she suddenly got pulled in by a pair of surprisingly strong arms. "WOAH!" Uzi said in shock as Sam pulled her onto the bed, holding her closely to his chest out of instinct. He yawned and then proceeded to go to sleep resting his head on Uzi's. "Hey! Cut it off! Let me go!" Uzi said embarrassed as her cheeks went ablaze. Sam's response? He simply took Uzi's beanie off and held it in the air out of her reach while with the other hand he held her down. Uzi's eyes widened in shock, and they widened even more when she saw that Sam opened one eye and stuck his tongue out with a mischievous smile on his face.

Uzi was absolutely unable to react to this as she felt her heartbeat in her chest as she groaned and tried to get her beanie back squirming in Sam's hand as he simply watched Uzi with a smug smirk, and after a long time of struggling Sam simply placed Uzi's hat back on as he chuckled.* "You're cute dudette." *He said with a sheepish innocent warm smile as Uzi had to move her beanie since it was slightly over her eyes as she blushed madly looking away with a frown as she didn't want to admit that he managed in fact to get her to such a messy state.

An lazy orange cat and a devious black cat, but either way, a cat's a cat. All cats have a hint of mischief, and all cats are stubborn, but they still enjoy affection in whatever shape and manner that they receive it as long as it is gentle and soft.

Silence fell over the two and before you knew it Sam was sleeping while holding Uzi closely with his chest pressing against her back while she was on her phone before she eventually succumed to the warmth of his body.

Two cozy cats sleeping together.

The end

#murder drones uzi #murder drones sam #murder drones smokeybat

[shiinata-library]

Photography lessons [1/3]

Relationships: Ray Levine x fem!Reader

Summary: You ask Ray to teach you how to develop an old camera film because you have a crush on you.

On AO3

Chapter 1

Your sister is a single mother, and you often suggest your help if she needs it. As she often works late, she asked for you to pick up her son from a photography lesson in which some of his friends are participating. And that's how you met Ray Levine, your nephew’s handsome teacher. 

You always thought love at first sight was for others or that never existed, but the first time you saw him, your heart raced and your cheek blushed immediately. His sad eyes seemed searching for comfort while his behaviour showed a certain authority and kindness with kids. You have never been so glad to be in winter to hide your red cheeks, leaving him guessing it was because of the cold wind.

Weeks after weeks, you have made sure to be the last person to pick up your nephew so you could have a little chat with Mr Levine, who quickly told you to call him Ray. After some short discussions, you found he was kind and fun. You had already heard some rumours about him, and you didn't seek to know the truth. Everyone has their past and their issues.

Despite all your chats, his behaviour never shows any interest in you, but not the opposite either. He is quite hard to read. So one day, you decide to go for it.

 “Ray, do you do lessons on developing film photos? I have some old cameras from my grandfather, but I don’t know how to use and develop them,” you tell him in front of his door as you came to pick your nephew. “I always want to know how to do it from the start to the end, but I didn’t know where to learn it. Even if I would be with children, it doesn’t bother me.”

It’s true, but it’s also a good excuse to spend time with him, alone or in a group. Making your best smile, you look at him, waiting for an answer. He seems hesitant, scratching his light beard. Maybe even with your best smile, it’s not enough.

 “Don’t worry if you can’t,” you resume as you see your nephew becoming impatient to go home. “I must take him back. I'll let you think about it and you can give me your answer later, even if you can’t. I come back here every week anyway.”

Your little joke makes him laugh. Oh, it’s so pleasant to hear him laughing. He should do it more often. Your nephew pulls on your sleeve and you’re about to leave when Ray speaks quickly.

 “No, it’s ok! I just need to organise a few things before we start. Hm, I need to find all the materials, but of course I can give you lessons on that. Just give me some time. Can you give me your phone number? I'll call you as soon as it's ready.”

He could have told you when you’ll pick up your nephew but he wants your phone's number! It takes a few seconds before you pull yourself together and take out your phone to get his number as well.

.

First lesson: How to use an old film camera?

On the first lesson, you come on Tuesday after work with your own cameras, three that you found in your grandparent’s attic when you cleaned it. It’s the first time you enter Ray’s home and you’re surprised by all the photos hanging everywhere. As you remove your coat, you stare at his wall, mesmerised, wondering if the photos are randomly arranged or if it's deliberate that they look so good. Ray takes your coat and hangs it at the entrance.

 “This autumn is pretty cold, do you want a coffee or a tea before we start?” he asks, walking to the kitchen corner before adding in a laugh. “Or a beer?”

 “I'll pass on the beer. I need to be focused for the lesson,” you laugh as you’re still looking at the wall. “Maybe another time.”

After you tell him what warm drink you want and he makes it, he walks to you and gives your warm drink. He leaves you to watch the photos for a while, then he puts his own drink on his desk.

 “Before beginning the lesson, choose your favourite photo on the wall,” he says as he comes up behind you, looking at the photos too.

You’re glad he gives you a warm drink otherwise you couldn’t contain silvers at the thought of him very close behind you. As the silence makes you uncomfortable, you decide to focus on the photos and find one you like. After showing him, he takes it off the wall for you to look closer. 

“It’s a really good photo. Well, I find it really good,” you smile as you give it back. “And what about you? What is your favourite photo?”

It was a simple question but it seemed to bother him. Maybe it’s something you should ask for a photograph, especially the first day of a lesson.

 “I’m sorry if I shouldn’t–”

 “No, it’s okay,” he sadly smiles, scratching the back of his head. “It’s just a complicated question, and the lesson isn’t for me but for you, so let’s start.”

After that, you both sit next to his desk and you show your cameras. Ray takes his time to look at them and it seems the three don’t work anymore. You are clearly disappointed and Ray chuckles at your pouty face as he stands up and comes back with an old camera. 

 “Don’t worry, I was prepared for your cameras not to work. I'll lend you one,” he says as he sits back next to you, giving you the camera. “This is an old Canon film camera. It doesn't have many options but that's what makes it interesting!”

 “Are you sure I can use it? I mean, won't the photos be blurred or, over or underexposed?” you ask nervously as you turn the old camera in your hands. “I don’t want to waste your time and develop, how much did you say, 24 shots.”

 “You won't waste my time since you pay me to teach you, so don’t worry about it. You’re here to learn, right?” he says as he stands up to rummage in his drawers and boxes. “Alright, I have several films anyway. I’ll show you how to put it inside, but don’t remove it yourself when you finish the 24 shots, ok?”

 “Hm, ok,” you repeat, focused on his hands on the camera.

Oh, you never notice he is wearing dark rings, bracelets, and he has strong hands. But let’s focus on the camera!

First, he shows you how to install the film. It’s quite simple in fact. Then, he explains to you how to use the camera in such an enthusiastic voice that you couldn’t help to find him cute and smiling all along. 

His explanation is clear and interesting. You touch his fingers several times as you exchange the camera and even though you manage to hide it well, a shiver runs through your body each time.

At some point, you raise your eyes to him and he is closer than you thought. Oh, his blue eyes are mesmerising, but let's focus on the camera! 

Hoping he doesn't see your embarrassment, you turn your eyes back to the camera. He didn’t have the time to see your cheeks flush, right? 

Oh, and he smells good. Did he have a shower before you arrived? Come on, let’s focus on that damn camera!

 “Hold it steady,” he says as he stands up with the camera, showing you to do the same before giving it to you. “Then, you know where to look. It’s simple. Just don’t move and it’ll be ok.”

 “Alright,” you say as you look in the camera, feeling Ray coming behind you.

 “Stand up straight or your pictures won't be straight,” you hear almost in your ear as his hands place your arms correctly.

 “Al-alright,” you stammer, trying to stay calm as you stand up straight. “I think I understand it.”

Even though his hands on you don’t bother you at all, you lower the camera and turn to him with a smile. Your heart is beating too fast to stay so close to him. He looks at you before looking down to the camera, as if he wanted to avoid your eyes.

 “Is there anything else I need to know in general about photography except from putting film in this camera?” you ask, still smiling.

 “Yes, of course. The lesson is not finished yet. Sit down where you were and I’ll show you the bases.”

His eyes finally turn to you with a smile as he also sits on his chair to continue the lesson. 

.

Your first lesson lasted two hours, but it’s like you stayed a few minutes. As you put on your coat, Ray wonders when was the last time a woman had stayed in his flat as long as you did. He can’t help but smile when he closes the door behind you, hoping you enjoyed your lesson because he truly enjoyed it himself.

As a long sigh escapes his lips, his hand runs on his face as he remembers your warm back almost touching his chest, or your soft fingers under his. He never noticed you smell that good when you came to pick up your nephew. But the worst part is when you’re smiling. 

How will he be able to keep himself from touching those seductive lips that stretch into a smile? And you smile every time you look at him! The future lesson will be a torture, but he will endure it. You come only for the lessons. Who would want a guy like him with such a past anyway? You surely deserve better than him, and there are a lot of men better than him… 

Chapter 2 >

#stay close #fanfic #ray levine #ray levine x reader

[derangedthots]

short and sweet jaceluke drabble + hinted jacegon/jacemond

jace laughs against luke's shoulder, burying his face into the younger boy's neck. the warmth of both of their bodies seeps into the other through their matching doublets. jace's hair, a lighter brown and curling properly now that he's letting himself grow it out, tangles into luke's wilder, darker curls.

luke works his thumb beneath the hem of his brother's doublet, grinning widely at baela's crass jest. reclining comfortably as the three of them are beneath the weirwood tree, his eyes catch momentarily against the burning gaze of their two uncles.

aegon and aemond are seated closer to the castle. they nurse twin goblets of wine, but it's clear only aegon bothers to drown his jealousy with his cups. aemond's gaze is keen where his older brother's is hazy with drink. that lone periwinkle eye follows the motions of luke's thumb as it glides against jace's soft skin.

"luke?"

he hums an affirmative, returning his attentions to a much more enjoyable subject than their half-blind uncle. warm brown irises stare at him inquisitively, a mirror of his own that he has welcomed since as long as he can remember.

"yes, jace?"

"told you, he didn't hear me at all," baela interjects with a snort. "at the risk of repeating myself," she starts, rolling her eyes longsufferingly, "jace and i were thinking about a race later. should we expect you and arrax to join us, or" and here baela smirks "will moondancer and i be alone with only ourselves for company?"

she aims a pointed look at luke's hand around jace's waist, jace's head on luke's shoulder.

any closer and jace would be in his lap.

hm, luke rather likes that idea.

"he's doing it again jace."

a light pinch at his side has luke shaking that delectable image out of his mind. jace's eyeroll is a perfect twin of baela's.

"don't be rude, little brother. be good and pay attention, won't you?"

"oh?" luke lifts a dark brow, the meat of his fingers digging into the older boy's hip as he flexes his grip. "and do i get a reward? for being good?" he licks his lips, uncaring of their audience. their sister is well used to this - the singular focus only jace ever seems to inspire from him- and he'll get another lecture for it, he's sure, but so too does luke have a particular fondness for reminding their uncles of his unique privileges.

jace huffs a laugh, swatting his chest and knocking him back against the weirwood playfully. his brother, his betrothed, removes himself from their semi-embrace in the same movement, leaving luke to look up at him. from this angle, jace's head appears crowned by sunlight, just out from under the branches of the heart tree.

he's beautiful. absolutely beautiful, and in two months, he'll be luke's entirely - wedded before their family, before the realm, and before their gods.

his beautiful jacaerys smiles down at him, amused and challenging in equal measure. already luke laments the feeling of jace's skin on his fingertips, under his lips. under his tongue. they will have the rest of their lives for luke to worship him; it doesn't make the current wait seem any less agonizing.

"if you and arrax outfly vermax and i..." jace trails off, making a show of pretending to think. his smile grows until it's an open-mouthed grin, that always tempting tongue caught between his teeth. "we can discuss that reward."

jace helps baela up with a hand, the two of them linking arms and leaving him there on his back with a wordless agreement.

he watches his brother depart and thinks, promises, swears: i'm going to swallow you whole. luke rises from the ground and pats his clothes gently. he trails after his siblings, musing about the endless positions he plans to enjoy jace, before catching aemond and aegon's gazes once more.

luke pastes on his most charming grin and tells them with his eyes, look all you wish, dear uncles, i'll be the one making him scream.

#jaceluke #drabble #all parties are of age by westerosi standards (which ik isn't much but still) #this is messy and unedited but i was feeling jaceluke so here it is #book!luke my darling boy #i am an assertive luke truther actually #jacemond #jacegon

[ask-but-beware-the-consequences]

Read this after watching episode 6 of s2, while we wait for season 3

A short fic I came up with just now sry in advance:

[The angels haven't left the bookshop yet, they are discussing the new arch angel position]

Crowley: Why not Raphael? Hm?

Others, concerned.

Crowley: I'm pretty sure he was in the 4 main archangels group. So obviously, he should be one of the followings wouldn't he?

Michael: Well, um… I don't owe an answer to a demon!

Aziraphale: He's the aid of humans. He must be down on Earth to help them. All the time.

Crowley, questioningly raising his eyebrows: … Where exactly?

Aziraphale: Well, it's quite a big planet, so-

Crowley: Where, exactly, did you hear that?

Aziraphale: Oh, well, um. It's true, it's how everybody knows it in Heaven!

Crowley, looking back at Michael, his temper raising by the bit: Youu! Lied! To everyone just to not have problems in the office?! Is that it?! Was my disappearance so outragous that you tried to replace me with a lie?!

Aziraphale: Crowley, what are you-

Crowley: You're the ones, that made my fall be worthless! And to top it off, you're trying to get my only friend- the only being I can ever exist with, to be the next archangel! A principality! Archangels are made! Not, promoted!

Aziraphale's eyes shoot up, sensing something's bad.

Crowley: You know that, no, you think that, if he's up there I can't get in there, but I swear to someone's name, if you try to get rid of him in any nasty way, I will bring Hell back into Heaven!

Aziraphale: Crowley-…

Michael: A threat from a demon that betrayed Hell, how… threatening.

Crowley, bursting into flames: Don't test me or I will kill you right here and now!-

Aziraphale, stepping between them: Crowley, stop! It's alright, I…

Azirpahale turning to the angels: I just need a bit of a time, we'll continue this, later.

Michael: So be it.

The angels leave.

Aziraphale, shaking from shock: So, you… you've been…

Crowley: Yes… sorry I haven't introduced myself before, I just knew, you would start with all that "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were an archangel" bullshit… Angel!

Aziraphale, standing back from being respectful: S-…sorry.

Crowley: This is what I've been trying to tell you! It doesn't matter how far you're up on the hierarchy, it's shit! You can't change anything, you follow orders, and that's it. You only think that you can change things because you're a principality.

Aziraphale: But, that's why! I see things, you possibly, couldn't see! I can make it a better place!

Crowley: Angel, it's a military base! Are you listening to yourself? Nobody has ever been good to you before there! Nor to me, except… you.

Aziraphale: That's why I have hope. Muriel here even-

Crowley: Angel, you won't be on top of the hierarchy. You will be accompanied by other archangels, with the same powers you have. No matter what powers you get, they can still fire you, like they fired Gabriel.

Aziraphale: They did what?

Crowley: In… the files. I haven't mentioned that, yet have I?

Aziraphale, looking awfully sad: But- …

Crowley, giving out a sigh: …Listen angel, I give you, what they will never give you. Free will. You might not have noticed it, but I always had given that to you. So now, I let you decide it for yourself. You can stay here with me, for the rest of our lives, somewhere, idk, maybe another place, in a cottage, southdown… or-

Aziraphale: But we are eternal beings, the rest of our life isn't just a few millenias! Or even less, what if Earh gets destroyed?! And all the stars along with it, that you have created?! I just want you to have a safe place… with me!

Crowley, giving out another but sadder sigh: If… you want to give it a try, I can't stop you, can I? But don't forget, I'm a demon, if I have a plan to save you… you know they will all fail… if I'm only doing this alone.

Aziraphale: And, I'm sure you know… if mine was to fall… I'd like you to catch.

Aziraphale tip-toing, then going outside of the bookshop, leaving the demon Crowley alone, but not for ever.

Crowley: Wat… Fall? Angel?!

He went outside after him but he was already gone.

Crowley, muttering to himself: I… I don't want you to fall… I want you to stay you.

Next

#good omens #good omens 2 spoilers #good omens spoilers #good omens s2 #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #i very fucking recommend for season 3 to fix things #a kinda redo of episode 6

[kaetchup]

rei sakuma idol story 2

rei’s second idol story, and my second real post on tumblr! i know that this one’s already localized on engstars (but hey, not everyone’s ascending those idol ranks) buuut i didn't particularly like how some of the things were worded in the localization, so i've redone some parts for readability.

♪ obligatory disclaimer! none of this is mine, i’m just sharing it for my love of our idol boys. all content belongs to happy elements ♪

koga: Hey, we're here.

adonis: Excuse me.

kaoru: Hello, Koga and Adonis. Are you done with school?

koga: Yeah. Thanks for arrangin' your time for us.

ES related work counts as school at Yumenosaki, but I still don't think always skipping classes is good.

adonis: I have time for Modern Literature today because you changed your timetable for us. Japanese is still difficult for me, so I am glad that I have the time for school.

kaoru: Ahaha. If anything, I think you're quite fluent in Japanese.

koga: That aside, I don't see Sakuma. Where's he? He's not sleeping, is he...?

rei: Kekeke, I'm right here, Koga... ♪

koga: Gyah?! W-why the hell are you under the desk?!

rei: This is the demon of the dark... characterized by his elusiveness ♪

kaoru: Rei was picking up some documents he dropped under his desk. He's always in a daze during the day.

adonis: Hm. You are busy as usual, Sakuma...

rei: Exactly. All complications Rhyth Lin developed over the years have taken our relocation into ES as their chance to emerge...

And thence I bear considerable workload... I would have thrown myself into your arms for a cry if I wasn't your senior, Adonis.

adonis: Really... Thanks for everything, Sakuma.

I am willing to lend you my chest any time. Let me know if you need me.

koga: Don't you take him seriously, Adonis.

I suppose people drown him with unimportant things because he's so famous. I can sympathize with him for that.

Why do you want UNDEAD together anyway?

I thought we agreed to do our own jobs for some time.

Not that I'm not willing to help if you need me... Tell us sooner if you're really that overwhelmed with work, you know?

rei: Kekeke. I appreciate your kindness, but that's not the reason I summoned you all here. Right, Kaoru?

kaoru: Yeah. As you said, Koga, our basic plan now is to work in two separate groups: Rei and I, you and Adonis.

That said, UNDEAD is still UNDEAD. There's nothing strange about the four of us gathering together ♪

koga: You think that answered my question? Tell me why you called us here!

rei: I see that you're as impatient as always, Koga... Now then, let's get to business.

We UNDEAD members have been accumulating strength in our respective fields ever since the origination of the ES Project...

I deem it, however, time to call a strategy meeting.

adonis: Strategy meeting...? What for?

kaoru: In short, let's discuss the direction we're about to go.

I think Rei and I have talked about how we're going to work hard as idols and members of society.

But we haven't really talked about what kind of idols we want to be.

adonis: I see. Even though we work together sometimes, we haven't really talked about that.

rei: Indeed. Individual effort as well as overall strategy matters in terms of increasing visibility in the vastness of the idol industry.

For example, we can turn platforms other than Lives to our advantage for publicity... which is a strategy in itself.

I'm discussing this as the leader of UNDEAD with Producer about the possibilities of the direction we can go.

... With all these said, I wish to hear your opinions first.

Can you tell me what kind of work you would like as idols?

kaoru: Oh, I'd like to appear in TV dramas, by the way ♪ You know how we were doing Lives most of the time at Yumenosaki.

So I want to build experience in acting as well ♪

koga: Hmph. Forgotten your main job already, Hakaze?

Aren't we UNDEAD known for radical Lives? I'd prefer some mind-blowing Lives compared to somethin' as bland as a TV series.

It's no good if we change direction now. Won't we disappoint our fans if we give up our style halfway?

You think so too, right, Adonis?

adonis: Me...? I'm new to the idol industry, so I think I shouldn't be picky, and that I should try all kinds of jobs...

But what I want to do the most right now would be children's shows.

koga: C-children's shows...?

adonis: Yes. It is my wish to protect the weak. I want to do exercises or play games with children so that they can build up strength and become stronger.

koga: So that's what you mean... You never budge, do you?

rei: Kekeke. How about you set foot in things other than Lives, such as variety shows featuring animals, Koga?

The extent to which you spoil Leon tells me that you wouldn't mind interaction with some other animals... ♪

koga: Huh?! Who do you think I am? Koga Oogami, the lone wolf!

I don't hate animals, but I won't appear close to them on TV!

kaoru: Hahaha, I'd like people to see the friendly side of UNDEAD, though... ♪

What do you think, Rei?

Don't just ask others what they'd want to do. You haven't even told me what kind of work you'd like to do as our leader, right?

Personally, I'd like to see you being yourself as a vampire in a suspense drama.

A drama co-starring us Two Attractions! Just kidding... ♪

adonis: Hm, that certainly suits you, Sakuma...

koga: But what do you think, Sakuma? You know, I won't stop you if that's what you want...

rei: I'm glad you asked. "What I want to do", eh-

Kekeke. How curious that I, in fact, have no idea.

My answer to this question is as immaculately bare as a piece of blank paper ♪

koga: Hey, how come you asked this question when you don't even have an answer yourself?

Don't tell me all your hard work has finally made you dumb.

rei: Be gentle with your reproaches, Koga. I have my own headaches.

This is my first time being an ordinary member of society. The whole picture of the idol industry hence remains muddled to me.

I wish for no more than for the happiness of my fellow members of UNDEAD... No more than that, yet...

If my wishes (1) were to involve those around me in trouble, people, including Ritsu, would be irate at me again.

kaoru: I see. Leave everything to us when you're still not sure about things, then.

And, of course, Producer will help us too, right?

adonis: That's right. I will continue to do what I want for now.

koga: Geez, alright. Now that you want to leave things to us, I gotta keep you company 'cause I owe you for all these years.

rei: Kekeke. You are all reliable beyond words... ♪

We have too much of life left before us to feel contented with ourselves. I delightfully await...

... what future may await us ♪

translator's note:

(1) this was put as "ego", which i believe they meant to use "ego" in the freudian context? like as in the compromise between id, the primal desires, and the superego, the moral desires? it was kind of strange, so i just pushed it down to "wishes" for things to make a little more sense. i read this as rei holding back on what he wanted because he didn't want to encroach on people who might be having their own problems. felt like a very rei way to say "well, i want you all to be happy before i try to be happy! so you do what you want first!"

like i said in the beginning, i did my best to make sure things were as readable as possible. gosh, the way rei is translated in the localization confuses me sometimes, 'cause the way the "complicated old man words" are used aren't really used in the way they'd really be used with english speakers. anyhoo, i hope you all enjoyed :) special thanks to the person who liked and reblogged my first translation (you know who you are). i really wasn't expecting anyone to see things before i had a considerable collection of posts so i was pleasantly surprised to see some love before i had even pushed my second translation out. hugs and kisses!

#rei sakuma #enstars #ensemble stars #idol story

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Leona Kingscholar Halloween Personal Story: Part 2

"Sorry I couldn't entertain"

(Part 1) Part 2

[The Other Dimension – Sparkling Chamber]

Leona: A short time before Halloween Week, hm…

Leona: Now that you mention it, I feel like I vaguely recall Floyd showing up during magift practice.

FLASHBACK: [Sports Field]

[whistle blows]

Leona: Alright, break for five minutes.

Epel/Ruggie: [gasps, pants]….

Epel: Ah～～～That's so frustrating! Even though we went up against Leona-san with five people while he had control of the disc…!

Ruggie: Even after 30 minutes passed, we couldn't even snatch it from him once…

Leona: Are you guys all out of breath just from practicing for only this long? How sad.

Ruggie: You just have too much magical and physical strength, Leona-san! Haahー I'm gonna go drink some water…

Epel: M-Me too…

???: ーAha!! Todo-senpai, you're amazing.

Leona: …

Floyd: I was watching～ You protected that disc all by yourself against so many opponents.

Floyd: I wanna go up against you sometime at your strongest.

Leona: …

Floyd: Hey, let me join the next practice.

Floyd: I think you'd have waaay more fun against me than these little guppies, don’t you?

Leona: …It's been about five minutes.

Leona: Magift Club Members! Break is over!!

Floyd: Eh? Hey, Todo-senpai?

Leona: Everyone, let's resume practice!

Epel/Ruggie: YESSIR!

Floyd: Hey, don't ignore me…!

[The Other Dimension – Sparkling Chamber]

Leona: (…So basically, I didn't play with him, so he went home and sulked.)

Leona: (Ugh. I can't be expected to babysit kids even here at Night Raven College.)

Leona: …So, club activities are cancelled during Halloween Week, you know.

Leona: Ordinarily, I'm all for them doing their own thing during practice, but before Halloween, I end up getting pretty passionate about training.

Leona: It's possible that I unintentionally ignored Floyd.

Leona: Sorry I couldn't entertain your precious sibling.

Jade: Oh, no, that should be my line. I apologize that he inconvenienced you by disrupting your practice.

Jade: Floyd is quite partial to strong people. In addition to your being a magift player…

Jade: You are also quite the capable mage, I'm sure he only wished to challenge you with all his abilities.

Leona: You give me too much credit. Even if we were to have an impromptu match, I don't think I can live up to his expectations, you know?

Jade: Fufufu. How humble.

Leona: That's all I can really say. As I said earlier…

Leona: He wasn't any kind of "inconvenience", you see? Does that help to relieve your worries?

Jade: Fufu. Both Floyd and I should thank you for your magnanimous personality.

Leona: Yeah, thanks. I appreciate you praising me like this, but in this case it has nothing to do with me.

Leona: If you're looking to hear something that's helpful to your work, you should hit up someone else.

Jade: Oya, whatever do you mean? I still have not had enough of our discussion, Leona-san…

Leona: You don't get it at all. I'm telling you out of the goodness of my heart.

Leona: Even if you were to continue talking to me, you "won't be able to gather any more information" from me.

Leona: Continuing this conversation will only serve to waste both our time.

Jade: Oya… How vexing.

Jade: I only wished to grow my friendship with you, Leona-san.

Leona: Hah, don't make me laugh.

Leona: If you're that worried about your brother, all you had to do is stay by his side and watch him.

Leona: Your whole purpose of coming to talk to me using your "important family" as an excuse is…

Leona: To feel out my weaknesses, is that right?

Jade: Fufufu... How kind of you to have continued the conversation even with such suspicions.

Leona: Well, it's just a bother to ever be in debt to one of you Octavinelle guys.

Leona: I was just paying you back for this drink you brought me by chatting with you.

Jade: I see. It seems you are one with a keen sense of duty, then. I seem to have learned one thing.

Leona: Yeah, regardless of how I may come off, I actually do have a delicate side. Just leave me be next time.

Jade: Thank you for the entertaining time. Let us talk again sometime soon.

Leona: …What an incorrigible guy.

Leona: [sigh] …How bothersome. I didn't think I'd have to keep an eye out for their intentions even on Halloween.

Leona: …And right when I thought the easy-to-deal-with folks were returned safely, I'm rewarded with this for all my troubles along the way.

Leona: BOO!

(Part 1) Part 2

#twisted wonderland #twst #leona kingscholar #jade leech #ruggie bucchi #epel felmier #floyd leech #twst leona #twst jade #twst ruggie #twst epel #twst floyd #twst translation #twst halloween event #endless halloween night

[hanazou]

matching onesies with him.

Books : Dazai | Chuuya | Oda

Shelf : Mixed

Genre : Fluff, domestic

Note : I did this of my own accord because I am, in fact, a softie

Dazai Osamu

This clingy crackhead.

Dazai will be the first to come up with the idea. It's actually a random one and he asked it so spontaneously, he doesn't expect you to actually say yes.

"Sure, why not?" You agreed.

He's both surprised and elated, and he didn't hide this reaction at all.

"Oh, darling!" He wrapped a hug around your neck. "You always revive my heart with your love!"

You both will be enthusiastic about picking the onesies and agree to surf the net instead of looking from shop to shop since Dazai is under the supervision of a certain angry Kunikida

It almost feels like babysitting. Not that you hate it right? Should you get an identical pair with different sizes? Or complementary ones?

Dazai will call the customer service to ask if they have black crow onesies since crows represent death in some cultures. The response is obviously no and it's obvious that the customer service was confused.

"That's a shame," Dazai whined disappointedly, shoulders dropping. "Wouldn't it be both cute and poetic if we had a double suicide while wearing matching crow onesie? Two achievements in one!"

At that point you wouldn't even be surprised anymore. You will just take the phone away from him to apologise and thank the customer service. You have to convince Dazai that you won't find a onesie of that kind

"Wait, don't tell me," You stared at him. "The reason you want to get onesies is just to wear a matching crow pair?"

"Is it?" He grinned mischievously. "Maybe you're right, maybe you're wrong, but I just want to match with you."

Other ADA members will wonder what you and Dazai were doing, Kunikida the most. He isn't exactly curious, more like suspicious. What's that good-for-nothing Dazai up to now?

Eventually you find a pair of identical ones. Kind of rare designs too! Guess what?

Crabs! In red! The little eyes on the hood!

It will take less than a week for the onesies to arrive in a small box. When it does Dazai will pull out a cutter so energetically Atsushi will think he's going to pull a suicide attempt with it

"AAH! Dazai-san! No!"

Nothing will happen aside from Dazai stabbing the box (while making sure he doesn't cut the onesies inside. he's good with blades, ex Port Mafia and all)

The crab pincers for your hands are soft like mittens and so smooth???? Imagine sweaterpaws but with crab pincer mittens (!!)

It will take everything in you to stop Dazai from wearing it that instant since a client Fukuzawa talked about will be coming. You will need Atsushi's help to take it off him but let's not talk about it

Both of Dazai's legs are already in the onesie too..

It seems like Kyouka wants one. Yosano and Naomi will tell Atsushi to buy the girl one and match with her

When Dazai and you go home together, he will be so excited to wear the onesies immediately. Dazai will be light on his feet.

And when you finally put yours on? Pictures. Dazai will take lots of pictures of you. You're a piece of art and he wants pictures so he can recall the image anytime

"Oh, dearest~ How is it possible for you to be so cute?" He began his dramatic poses, a hand over his head while spinning like a ballet dancer.

You both will take a lot of couple pictures.

"Love, you are so adorable I want to eat you!"

"Is it me who's cute or the crab?" You teased back.

When Dazai makes a troubled expression to answer your question, you will have to pinch him 💢

If you can cook crab soup, wouldn't it be funny to make and eat one with Dazai while wearing crab onesies? He will be so clingy when you do it, like an old school married couple; when you cook, he'll be bugging you while hugging from behind. It feels cozy, don't blame him

You have to be keen with your eyes so you won't miss Dazai secretly pouring ajinomoto to the soup. Get him a healthier diet, I'm begging you.

"Look, the crab is red like us." He pointed at the soup. "And like your face when I do this." He took advantage of you turning your head to peck your cheek.

He will also pinch your nose with his pincer mitten. "Boop!" It's a challenge. Boop his nose back.

You think he's already as clingy as he can be, huh? Wrong. You are absolutely wrong. If he previously sticks around you like a magnet, this time he's glued to you.

Even in the shared living space, he won't let you go. Is it the softness of the onesie under his touch, the warmth, or your cuteness? Well, it's all of them. What then?

Snuggles.

You both cuddle together in the futon until falling asleep together. You feel twice as warm.

He's the big spoon, let him feel the smoothness of the onesie while feeling your heat. And for once, the double suicide joke stopped for the rest of day. That's how much this impacts him, and you're proud of him.

Nakahara Chuuya

Matching with Chuuhuahua in a onesie? You lucky fella.

You have to be the one initiating it with Chuuya. Baby boy will be like "Eeh?" at first. He's not against it at all but more like, confused. The request is out of the blue

"Come on, why not?" You tilt your head. "It will feel so soft to cuddle with?"

That's it, that's the spell for him to agree

Mans is a Port Mafia executive, you can't go out from shop to shop in a mall to get your onesie with his schedule, so you have to settle with online shopping with this guy too

Only when he has time to spare from beating up people

You will sit together on a couch at the headquarters once Chuuya and you don't have missions. It's a good chance to relax and unwind together too

Chuuya knows best where to find clothes, including onesies. There are so many options! Dinosaurs, frogs, bears, Sanrio characters, Doraemon, Pikachu, Line characters, pandas, unicorns, penguins!! (I should stop fantasizing Chuuya in each of them)

Chuuya will act cool and chill about it at first, but he actually got invested in choosing and thankfully he isn't a crackhead unlike a certain someone

He has a good fashion sense I don't accept criticism, and this side of him will jump out while both of you scroll the catalogue. He nails both street wear and mafia outfits daily, so you can bet he'd pick the best onesies for you both

"This one doesn't suit you," He moved to the next option. "These are the only colours available? Pass.", "What's with the unnecessarily long tail?", "Oh maybe this? Wait, I don't like the stripes."

Of course, he will listen to your opinion too but since you feel he's better at this, you just either nod or shake your head with him

You have to be careful with your words when picking the size (this is much more valid if you're taller) or he'll go "I'm not that short!"

Kouyou and Mori (+ Elise) will catch you both on the couch together while browsing, comfy and all, and Kouyou asked what you two were doing. Chuuya's face will be as red as wine.

When you want to explain, his gloved hand will cover your mouth and he frantically shakes his head, screaming "Don't!" silently.

But alas, while you want to tell him there's nothing to be embarrassed of, Kouyou will take the phone from your hand with a curious grin and a "What's this~?"

Chuuya will just accept fate at that point, growling to himself and all

Kouyou and Mori won't expect to see a catalogue of onesies, apparently. The "Huh," on their faces are hilarious, and Mori will be instantly inspired to get a full set for his Elise-chan, much to her distaste.

While Mori and Elise are going at it, Kouyou will actually share her opinions. Chuuya will crawl out from his burrow of embarrassment and listen to her with you.

"Rather than identical ones, these would be much better. They have variety." Kouyou said. And you both will agree. You both have been eyeing a specific pair anyway

You both will decide to get complementary ones! Chuuya's will be a brown teddy and yours a white bunny! (Try googling Line's Brown and Cony, they're cute you won't regret it) Kouyou will totally agree with the decision.

When the package arrives, both of you will open it together. Chuuya's eyes for clothes are never wrong, the quality is immaculate. So warm and smooth, not a seam out of place.

Imagine the blush on Chuuya's face when you put on the white bunny onesie. The bunny ears on the hood! The fluffiness! His flustered face!

He will be slightly hesitant to put his own on, but when he does, you swear you can die from the cuteness. Want to see more cuteness? Tease him about it, and maybe he'll tickle you down until you're too breathless to tease him.

Chuuya doesn't want to say it explicitly but it does feel really comfortable, it's suitable for winters too.

As usual, Chuuya will be the big spoon. You will melt into his warmth and the smoothness of his onesie, and you can tell he's enjoying it too, from the way he'll drag his hand all over you to feel the smooth fabric

"It's a good thing we listened to ane-san's suggestion, hm?" You asked. "I didn't exactly like the matching penguin pairs."

"Yeah, this isn't bad at all." Chuuya admitted, snuggling his chin into the crook of your neck. "You're so warm."

Oda Sakunosuke

First off I'm Odasaku's lover before I'm anything else.

When the weather gets cold, it's your idea to get onesies for the kids. They could use some cute onesies to sleep in.

Unlike Dazai and Chuuya, Odasaku will have time to spare to go shopping with you. Being the handyman of Port Mafia has its good sides, after all.

The atmosphere is identical to a date! You both meet up at evening after work, have a simple dinner first, then start the shopping. Shopping for the kids' onesies with him makes you feel like a parent doesn't it?

Odasaku and you will make sure not to pick flimsy, thin, or rough ones. Only the best for the kids. Both of you put your keen eyes to use, examining every considered piece

Odasaku and you will definitely discuss whether to get five identical or different ones. After considering that the kids have different personalities, choosing different pieces will sound more ideal. You both will grant them the liberty of picking themselves.

"We just have to make sure they don't fight over it." Odasaku said.

Lion, dinosaur, piglet, panda, and penguin. That's what you both will choose!

Odasaku is a man who doesn't wear his emotions on his sleeves, so you relied on his eyes when it comes to him. You will see love and sincerity. He picks each piece with careful consideration.

The store clerk will throw an unexpected (yet clichéd shoujo) question at you both. "You picked such good choices. We have sets for adults too, why not match with your children?"

Odasaku and you will widen your eyes. First of all, parents? And match? Both of you stare at each other in confusion. Should you get two get a pair for yourselves?

"Why not?" Odasaku eventually said.

Odasaku's will be a brown dog and yours a white cat (remember that one official art of Odasaku with puppy ears? <3)

Odasaku and you will immediately visit the kids and give them their onesies. Their excitement in picking one for their own made you smile, and you can see the joy in Odasaku's eyes when the kids thanked him and you. He doesn't smile, but you don't need him to just to know he's glad his children love your pick. The way he pats their heads already speaks volumes of love.

Thankfully no kid wrestled to get what they want. You were especially concerned Kousuke will compete with someone

Odasaku will bring a secondhand polaroid he once bought at Yokohama's flea market to take pictures of the kids. You will herd the children to gather for the picture while Odasaku looked for the right angle in the other side of the room.

"Why don't you stay there for the picture too?" Odasaku asked you, half of his face behind the camera.

You kneel behind the kids and put your hands on Sakura and Yuu's shoulders, the ones who stood on the far left and right. That much is enough to warm Odasaku's heart, but when you too, smile for the camera, he freezes for a while to take the sight with his eyes

The picture comes out nicely. You will end up convincing Odasaku to take more but with him in it, together, all seven of you. You would need the curry diner owner's help to take the picture

"Sakunosuke, smile, will you?" You held his shoulder while you both kneeled behind the kids for the picture. He would be a little stunned

He smiles, but it was faint. Nevertheless, you recognise the content in his eyes in the photo, and it's enough.

When it's just the two of you in the living quarters, you will have to remind Odasaku that he too, bought a onesie. He will gladly put it on him since you look so eager, he's curious how it feels too

Your heart stops when he put on the hood with the puppy ears. You will have to fight back the urge to attack him with cuddles right there and then when his confused and innocent face matches the onesie so much!

"You're adorable," You smiled half teasingly, taking in the look of confused Odasaku who looked down at his onesie. The weight of the material felt right, it's like a cozy blanket.

"Try to put yours on," He says. When you did, his heart also missed a beat. The kitten ears on your head! The pure snowy white on you!

Odasaku is a bear hugger and when he hugs you, his embrace will feel tighter than usual. It's no surprise, he likes you and cats, and the way you interacted with the kids that day played tricks on his heart. You hug him back and ruffle his head while he mumbles his thank-you's at you

That night's sleep will be filled with nothing but cuddles of love and adoration. Yes, Odasaku is the big spoon, but you will also hold his arms tighter around you as you both drift into the night, chatting about life.

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[writeranon69]

Mincy put her phone down on the couch. She...didn't know what on Earth was going to happen next.

The fact that she had the gall to confess her feelings to Sunny already surprised (and scared) her to death, but Sunny asking her to go to the park to discuss things and have him tell HER something scared her too. What did he have to say to her?

She kept wondering as she walked to the park. She felt reminded of her pacing when she thought about doing this earlier. Oh, what had she done? Nothing bad, she hoped.

Mincy looked up and saw Sunny sitting on the park bench, twiddling his fingers and tugging on his eyepatch from time to time. Mincy couldn't help but smile seeing him do that. Even when Sunny was panicking, he was adorable while doing it.

She walked up to him before sitting down on the bench. Sunny looks at Mincy, a worried expression on her face. It looked like she was shaking a bit, about to cry. He puts his hand on her shoulder, reassuring her.

"It's okay, Mince," Sunny tells her.

"I just need to talk to you."

Mincy sniffles before smiling at Sunny again.

"What exactly did you want to talk about, S-Sunny?" She asks him. He frowns at her.

"I just...have a lot I need to tell you. Starting off, let me talk about Mari."

Mincy pays close attention to what Sunny says next.

"She was my older sister. Me and her were always side by side. Thanks to her, I was able to meet and get to know Basil, Aubrey, Kel, Hero...I care a lot about her still."

Sunny begins to sniffle as he continues to speak.

"She liked playing the piano. I wanted to participate in the recital with her, so I picked up playing the violin. We practiced non-stop. Mari was a perfectionist. She made the two of us practice so many times a day, so many times a week...I was practicing so much, my hands had gotten blisters..."

Sunny sniffles. He grabs the cloth of his shirt and grips it tightly. It sounds like he's about to cry. Mincy grabs Sunny's gripping hand and places it into her hands. She looks up to Sunny, calmly smiling at him. Sunny continues to sniffle as he looks at Mincy. He turns away from her.

"O-one day...I had enough. I was t-t-tired of hurting my ha-hands. I didn't want to pl-play the violin anymore...so I threw it down the stairs."

Mincy holds onto Sunny’s hand as tight as he could.

"Mari was a-angry. Me and h-her got into a fight, and I tried to run down the st-stairs to get away. Mari blocked the way, a-and...I..."

Sunny begins to cry. He grits his teeth as he does so.

"I pushed her down."

Sunny cries. Mincy lets go of his hand and hugs him as he does so.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He sobs. Mincy continues to hug him.

"Shhhhhhhhhh...it's okay, Sunny."

Sunny continues to sob, but continues to speak.

"B-Basil saw everything. He d-didn't want me to get in trouble, so we used the o-old jump rope me and Mari had...and staged it as a suicide."

Mincy couldn't believe what she was hearing. That explained the young boy and the girl they saw in their dreams.

"After th-that, I stayed at home for four years, never leaving the outside. I retreated into my dreams, instead of facing my fears like a coward. That's where Omori came from. He was a personification of my guilt and pain."

Sunny finishes crying.

"To make a long story short, I confessed the truth to my friends and it tore us apart...but at least they forgave me and Basil. Now we're here."

The two were silent for a moment.

"So...that's what I wanted to talk about. I just wanted to get that off my chest. I understand if you hate me for what I did. I'm sorry for wasting your time."

Mincy only smiles at Sunny.

"So...that's it, huh?" She asked.

"That's what happened and why you're so quiet and why the Blackspace Shenanigans are happening."

Sunny nods.

"Hm."

"...Well, nothing’s changed."

Sunny looks at Mincy, confused.

"What do you mean?"

"Well..."

Mincy turns away now, her blush on her face apparent.

"I still think you're kind, cute, a great friend, an inspiration to me...and I can tell that what happened was a complete accident."

Sunny looks at Mincy, wide-eyed. She turns back and looks at Sunny, chuckling at his expression.

"So no, not a thing has changed about you, Sunny. I...I-I still love you." Mincy scratches the back of her head, embarrassed.

Sunny is surprised, hearing this.

"I-I guess the only question is...do you love me, Sunny?" She asks.

Sunny isn't sure what to say.

Did he truly love Mincy?

She was always by his side, always had his back...

...But did he truly love her back?

"M-Mincy, I...I..."

There's a deafening silence between the two.

"I think I...don't want to be friends anymore."

Mincy felt her heart being crushed to shreds. She thought she mentally prepared herself for this, but all of it came crashing down. She felt her tears coming back. She grits her teeth. She can't stop the sobs from escaping her mouth. Mincy begins to sob.

"Wait!" Sunny calls to her. She looks at him, still heartbroken.

"I didn't finish, Mincy."

Mincy stares at Sunny, her tears still running down her face. She hiccups, trying to hold in her sobs.

Sunny takes a deep breath.

Before he knew it,

his lips were touching Mincy's.

The two held onto the soft kiss for only a few moments before Mincy pulls Sunny's shirt, bringing him closer for a deeper kiss. She wraps her arms around him, bringing Sunny as close to her as she could. Mincy remembered Cormin's words.

The way you wish you could kiss him and hug him like a greedy animal, huh?

Well she may as well do that now.

The kiss was passionate, lasting for many moments before the broke away. Mincy smiles at the very surprised Sunny.

"Ehe~. You're so cute, Sunny."

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Activated My Trap Card

This one is VERY old. Even from before What A Bummer.

Tags: TheLounge?, CLC, Seungyeon, Yeeun, Eunbin, male reader insert, scary ladies, the most uncomfortable threesome with an audience of one, vote story

~~~~~

You stand in front of the door to Cube Entertainment's offices. You got a strange call a few days ago telling you to come to this address in order to "make a lot of money." You were worried that it might be something illegal, or a scam, but after you looked the address up you got a little excited.

And it seems like you were right to be! After a minute or two, the door opens and you see Seungyeon standing there, looking straight into your eyes. She's wearing a super low cut black tank top, a pair of jean shorts that look like they've been cut extra high for optimal showing off, and the most basic pair of black flip flops ever. She doesn't look surprised to see you.

"Yeah, there you are," she says in her deep, beautiful voice, putting her hands on her hips, "I knew you would be perfect. Come on in. I've got a job for you."

She stands aside to let you through the doorway and closes the door behind you.

Unsure of where to go, you wait for her to make the next move. She does exactly that, walking past you and letting her hand graze past your thigh on the way. That had to be an accident right?

With her back turned to you, you look down and she that her tank top is mostly backless, and her shorts reveal about half of her butt cheeks. There is so much skin on display to you right now. You make an effort not to look, but it's damn hard.

You're about to take another look when Seungyeon spins around gives you a deadly look in the eye. "So tell me... who's your CLC bias?"

Holy shit, why is she putting you on the spot all of a sudden?! She looks like she wants an answer, and fast! This really was a trap! Fuck!

Options: 1. (Picked:) Seungyeon 2. Seunghee 3. Yujin 4. Sorn 5. Yeeun 6. Elkie 7. Eunbin

~~~~~

"Y-y..." you stutter, trying to think about how fast you can turn around and open the door to run.

"Yeeun?" Seungyeon takes a step toward you. She's very, very close.

You stumble back and bump up against the door. Seungyeon follows.

"Y-you," you manage to say.

A mischievous half grin grows on her face. "Yu...jin?" She punctuates the "jin" part by pressing herself up against you. You're still nervous, but you suddenly think you know what this is about (that isn't some shit like assassinating you). She's soft but firm, like you can definitely feel the dancer muscles under her tender skin. Except for her tits, pressed against your ribs. Those are totally soft, other than two tiny points of hardness.

"Nah... you."

You feel Seungyeon's body shiver from top to bottom, and she slides one of her legs up yours, trapping you against the door just a little more. Her hands are suddenly on your shoulders.

"That's what I was hoping. I saw you a while ago. You didn't see me, but I saw a picture of me on your phone," She squeezes your shoulders a little, like she's getting needy, "Do you touch yourself when you see me?"

You gulp. You're really not sure if telling the truth about that will help your case here.

Then it's your turn to shiver, as Seungyeon licks your neck, then buries her face in it. "Tell me which one of my holes you fantasize about being inside the most."

Well, what do you say?

Options: 1. (Picked:) "I've always wanted your pussy wrapped around me." 2. "Do you think your throat can take all of me?" 3. "Spread your ass and I'll show you." 4. "Hole? But what about your tits?"

~~~~~

"I've always wanted your pussy wrapped around me."

...

Holy shit, you've never seen clothes come off a person so fast. You barely catch a glimpse of Seungyeon's nipples before they're smashed against your chest again.

"Well I want to wrap my pussy around your cock," she says, already lowering your pants, "Help me make that happen, okay?"

You're not sure how you're supposed to help, since you're pinned between the door and her paralyzing, hot body. You feel your pants dropping to the floor, taking your underwear with them. Your dick springs up and slaps Seungyeon's pussy. Of course you're already hard.

Seungyeon isn't waiting for anything. She lifts herself onto her toes, and your dick gets just enough room to be able point fully up. Your tip rests somewhere in her folds. She reaches around her back and you feel her fingers adjust you very slightly, and suddenly you feel your entire dick being engulfed by her as she drops back down.

She groans. Loud. You're very aware all of a sudden that you're having sex in the front hallway of an entertainment company's office and look around. Seungyeon grabs your chin and forces you to look into her eyes though. You see stars dancing around them, but that's probably because you're feeling light headed from the pleasure being forced onto you right now.

The look she gives you is... intense. The whole time she's moving her body just right to keep your dick inside her, despite the fact that she's so soaking wet and slippery and at such an awkward angle. She manages it well though.

"Do you like this? Hm?" She asks. You open your mouth to answer but all you get out is a moan as she squeezes your dick with her pussy. Against your stomach, you feel her abs working to make that happen. What a fucking talent!

She smiles and pulls your head down to her open mouth. You open yours too and it gets assaulted by her tongue, dancing just as wildly as her body does.

When she finally breaks away from the thing you could call a kiss, she moves her chest off of yours to let you get a really good view of her jiggling tits, shining with sweat. If you're honest, you've already seen most of them thanks to the clothes she wears, but with nothing to cover them at all they're absolutely amazing.

"I need you to... cum, alright?"

Woah, that's sudden. Does she mean inside?

"The first cum... happens fast," she pants between every couple of words. No wonder, since she's still fucking you while just on the tips of her toes, "but that's what... we need... You need to last... longer for the next round."

You definitely already feel your orgasm coming, she doesn't need to tell you that. But wait. Next round? What is she talking about?

Simple poll this time:

Choices: 1. Take charge and cum the way you want to! She didn't specifically say she needed you to cum inside her, but that's a risk you're willing to take. 2. (Picked:) Are you joking? She knows what she's doing and has a plan for MORE? Don't take charge, she'll make you cum the way she wants to!

~~~~~

No way you're risking doing something she doesn't want you to right now. Not after she mentioned a "next round."

"It's happening now!" you say through your half gritted teeth. You really hope she knows what you meant, but you're having a little trouble forming full, meaningful sentences right now.

Seungyeon gets both of her arms around you and squeezes. Her eyes lock on yours again and you're captivated. You can't look away. "Do it... then."

Her hips grind against yours, and your orgasm hits you like a runaway train. You're dizzy, but you can still notice that she's squeezing down on you. As your cum fills her up, her eyes roll up, she bites her lip, and a grin spreads across her face.

You barely register that you slump to the floor, with Seungyeon's clamping pussy bringing her down with you.

"You dumb fucking hooker."

Suddenly, your senses all come back to you. That wasn't your voice. Or Seungyeon's. Oh shit. You can't see where it came from. But you recognize it. You start to imagine yourself getting beat up by body guards, or thrown in jail, or... fuck, maybe exiled from South Korea? Is that a thing that could happen?

So, whose voice was it?

Options: 1. Seunghee 2. Yujin 3. Sorn 4. Yeeun 5. Elkie 6. (Picked:) Eunbin

~~~~~

With a semi-exhausted sigh, Seungyeon leans to the side and looks over her shoulder. You feel a sense of impending doom as you see that the voice came from the daddy long le-- er, you mean, "maknae" of CLC, Eunbin.

Eunbin is only about fifteen feet away down the hall, wearing shorts (not as short as Seungyeon's, but still revealing her full legs), a blue sweatshirt, and tennis shoes. She looks... well she looks stone-faced as normal, but you bet she's super angry, based on the tone of her voice.

"Beannie, it's all good, okay?" Seungyeon sounds annoyed. She stands up, a wet plop nearly echoing as she comes off your dick. She faces away from you. If you weren't terrified, you would be admiring the bottom view of her bare ass and pussy dripping with your cum. Actually, you just came inside her. You're suddenly even more terrified, thinking about the entertainment company lawyers that are about to sue you into oblivion.

There's a dead silence for a solid ten seconds as the leader and the maknae stare each other down. You barely have the self consciousness to cover your dick with your hands.

"Don't you want to try him out?"

You stare up at Seungyeon's back. Could she make this situation worse? Don't mock the witness!

Eunbin's deadpan glare lowers down and locks with your eyes. ShiiiiIIIIT. Her look goes a little further down, right at your hands. And she licKS HER LIPS, WHAT?

"I'm busy, ass whore. Besides, the bitch is waiting with her cunt wide open," she swears evenly, like she's discussing the mild weather. You would question what she's saying if you weren't so confused, and still light headed.

Seungyeon groans, this time with annoyance rather than with pleasure like earlier. She turns around and bends over to grab your arms and starts pulling. You have to assume she wants you to stand, so you try, but it's awkward, trying to stand without revealing your mostly softened cock. Once you're up, she yanks on your hands, flashing Eunbin. Yet, she only looks for half a second, then turns and walks through a doorway. The same one Seungyeon starts dragging you toward, all the while with your cum slowly dripping out of her onto the floor.

What the fuck is happening here?

And who's the "bitch" Eunbin is talking about?!

Options: 1. Seunghee 2. Yujin 3. Sorn 4. (Picked:) Yeeun 5. Elkie

~~~~~

As you make your way through the door, dragged by Seungyeon, Eunbin is nowhere to be seen, but there is definitely another person. You're not sure you recognize her though.

She's tied down with some soft looking rope to a cushioned table. And the ropes are all she's wearing, with the exception of a blindfold. The ropes are holding her down and holding her legs wide open, but her arms are completely free. Doesn't seem like effective bonda--

The door slams shut behind you, making you just about jump out of your skin. Eunbin was hiding behind it! She has on exactly the same expression as before, too. She must be determined to creep you the hell out.

Before you can do or say anything about that, Seungyeon grabs your chin and turns you to look at the tied up girl on the table again. "See there? That's Yeeun. She's been a very good girl until today. She's only had sex a couple times before, but last month she told us that she wants to be a little slut, so that's why you're here."

You see Yeeun biting her lower lip. Seungyeon reaches down and starts stroking your dick back to life.

"You can fuck her any way you want to, as long as it's hard, and as long as you can do it for a really, really long time. And if you can do that..."

Seungyeon drops to her knees and takes your mostly hard dick in her mouth, diving all the way to the base and quickly sucking off whatever was left from the first round. She pops back off and licks it from the bottom to the top.

"If you do that for her, I'll definitely be calling you back."

You look back and forth from the leader of CLC below you and the rapper in front of you. Should you really? This seems crazy.

"What will it be? You can take her sweet pussy all the way to the moon and back, but she's not on the same prodigious birth control I am,"

You mentally breathe a sigh of relief at that, but also wonder what the hell qualifies a birth control as "prodigious."

"If you're afraid of putting a baby in her though, we already pre-lubed her pretty little ass. It hasn't been used before, but you should glide righ-"

DEAR LORD, Eunbin's ever-expressionless face appears right in front of yours, out of nowhere, "Or you can face fuck her. I've been dildoing this stupid thot's dumb mouth for days to get her ready for your fatass penis, if you have the balls," she says, nearly monotone. You're seriously confused by her rude behavior here and suspect she might be hiding a torture room somewhere in this building.

From the table, you hear Yeeun. You may not be at a good angle to see her, but it's definitely her. You'd recognize that sweet, meek voice anywhere, "I'm ready... please fuck me?"

Holy damn. This is really happening isn't it?

Options: 1. (Picked:) Take that risk! Pussy time! 2. Well, if her ass is already lubed... 3. Don't risk Eunbin crushing your skull. Throat fuck Yeeun. 4. Why is titfucking still not an option?! Lol, jk, we all love her boobs, but she's not big enough for that. 5. Run the fuck away! These bitches are actually insane!

~~~~~

You take a deep breath. This is just plain insanity that you are witnessing before your eyes.

Insanity is contagious, apparently.

You step around Seungyeon, and stand over Yeeun. She's at just the right height, and your dick rests on her pelvis, between her legs. You hear a short gasp of excitement from her... and two more behind you, which is definitely still weird.

You back up a few inches, bend your knees just a bit, and move forward again. Yeeun is a bit small, so it takes some pushing, but you can see the anticipation building on her face (what isn't covered by the blindfold). With a thrust, you're in.

Yeeun sighs and a smile crosses her face. Seems you made a good choice. She's going to like this.

"Woohoo! Now make her a slut!"

Again, you nearly forgot about your audience. Seungyeon moves to stand right next to you, one hand on Yeeun's inner thigh and the other one squeezing your ass cheek. Yay, fun...

For hours, you pound Yeeun into the table. Seungyeon stays with you the whole time, climbing on top of Yeeun, sliding herself all over you, and licking... pretty much everywhere.

A couple of times you have to change things up, untying Yeeun and flipping her onto her stomach, re-angling her so you can hold yourself up mostly by your arms, and eventually scooting her to where her head hangs off the table while you kneel over her.

You cum at least four times, but it's hard to be sure, since you think you went basically numb after the first three hours.

Yeeun seems to have lost her mind around that same time. Her blindfold fell off at some point while you were fucking her from behind and now you can see that her eyes have become unfocused. Every time you pull out to adjust after the second hour, she whined and tried to get you back in. But anything coming out of her mouth eventually turned into needy moans.

You kind of wonder to yourself how realistic it is to have lasted so long, for Yeeun to have actually gone half comatose, or for this process to have "turned her into a slut," but hey, it was bliss for you.

Seungyeon gets on her knees between you and cleans off your exhausted cock (and the area around it) with her tongue. It's a little sore actually, but you're not about to complain.

She stands back up and wraps her arms under yours, pulling you in. "I think you were successful, baby. Yeeun is going to want so much more from now on. Let's hope the baby you definitely put in her doesn't slow her down."

Oh. Right.

"So, what's next? Want any kind of... reward before you go?"

With her hips slowly rubbing side to side against yours, it's pretty obvious what she means, but hey, she asked, so...

Options: 1. (Picked:) You're drained, but you'll try for Seungyeon! Even if it results in embarrassment! 2. You want more, but you don't think you can get it up anymore. Be smooth and give her your contact info. 3. Uh, yeah. The call you got said you were going to get paid money for this. That's a reward. 4. Maybe just something to drink? You're fucking exhausted! (Warning, this option is mad kink territory.)

~~~~~

With your cock just about ready to fall off, you aren't sure how well this will work, but you're willing to try for Seungyeon. You grab her by the hips. A smirk crosses her face, and she doubles down on grinding against you.

You lift her chin up for a kiss. It's your turn to take charge with her now. She coos into your mouth. Her fingernails lightly scrape either side of your spine, sending tingles all up and down your body. Her entire behavior just changed! Sheesh, and all you had to do was take the initiative in grabbing her? This girl changes her mind as fast as she takes her clothes off.

The sweetness continues for the better part of ten minutes. You could swear the room's temperature is evening back out, from the sun-like heat earlier to being very pleasantly warm.

Seungyeon slowly breaks away from the kiss, looking into your eyes with less intensity and more... care. She leans her head back, and you take the hint, diving in and sucking carefully at her neck. Her silent shuddering is only interrupted by a moan coming from behind you.

You can guess what it is, but curiosity gets you to turn enough to look. And of course, it's Eunbin. She's still staring, which is still creepy. But she's also got both hands moving inside her shorts. She's probably been there all along, so you guess she can stay and keep watching. You doubt she'd leave even if you asked...

Trying not to think too much about your audience, you get back to work on Seungyeon, kissing her tanned skin from her chin, to her chest, to her toned as hell stomach, to her clit. Once there, her knees shake, so you decide to set her down somewhere she won't fall. It's time to pay her back for all the oral service she's been giving you!

Seungyeon backs up at your touch, until she leans back against the table in the middle of the room, and onto Yeeun's half conscious body. The skinny girl groans as she's suddenly used as a back rest, but Seungyeon doesn't seem to have any interest in fixing the problem.

This is your moment. You're going to make Seungyeon squirm on top of her rapper. You'll make her explode! You start leaning down, tongue halfway hanging out of your mouth...

"Damn, you're still not hard?"

She's holding you back by the forehead, looking between your bodies down at your lifeless dick.

"W-well, yeah, I mean, I just..." you gesture down at Yeeun. That's where your hardness went, and it's still dripping out of her at a moderate pace!

Eunbin's hands are on your shoulders, pulling you away from Seungyeon. It's a bit of a shock, to say the least.

"I'll call you later! Buh-bye!"

The next thirty seconds are a blur. You're dragged, stunned, out of the room, through to the opposite end of the hallway you came in from, and shoved out a door into an alley.

"See ya, fuckface," is the last thing you hear from Eunbin before the door slams behind you.

What the hell...

The door reopens, and you spin around just in time to get a face full of your pants.

"Don't forget your stupid clothes, you degenerate," Eunbin throws you one last insult before the door closes again.

It's a little chilly out here.

[GAME OVER]

#clc smut #kpop smut #seungyeon #yeeun #eunbin #male reader insert

[jonesyjonesyjonesy]

wild, or that time of the month

a john paul jones x fem!reader oneshot

summary: That time of the month and the timing couldn't be worse since you have to play happy hostess tonight. But maybe John can help release some of the tension.

notes: nsfw, discussion of menstruation, blood, but also genuine curiosity and love for the menstruating body 🥺

a/n: Um yeah. I like period sex and I hope you do too. It's also my birthday and while I was hoping to have the next bit of Wildflowers up, that didn't manifest so. Happy birthday to me 🥰

"I can’t believe I’ve never seen you like this."

You bury your head further into the pillow and tighten your knees up to your chest. Cramps don’t normally lay you so low, but today, you find yourself unable to think about anything else. It’s the aching in your legs that you can’t abide.

You climbed into bed an hour ago at John’s behest after he found you crumpled in the bathroom with your forehead pressed against the porcelain tub. At first, you protested; there was a laundry list of things that needed to be done and you only had so much time. You can’t afford to be down for a whole day. Tonight, of all nights, you’re having friends over for dinner to see the new house. But he was adamant, always is, and as soon as you slipped beneath the covers, you knew he was right.

The door creaks open and John peaks his head in, the grocery list you scribbled this morning at the kitchen table in hand. “Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“Are you feeling any better?”

You don’t reply with words, just groan.

“That’s not reassuring,” he chuckles and sits at the edge of the bed beside you. John pushes your hair back from your face, the pads of his fingers grazing your throbbing temple. “I’m going to go pick up the things on your list, but your shorthand is more like an enigma cipher.”

You can’t help but smile.

“I would hate to mistake baking powder for soda and ruin the evening,” he says.

You reach for the list and screw your eyes together to see through your haze.

“Would you like to cancel, darling?”

“No, we can’t, it’s too late for that,” you sigh. “Hand me that pen, will you?”

He does and you begin to rescript the list.

“Are you sure? They’d understand.”

They would, you’re sure of that. But you both have been looking forward to this for weeks, the house finally staged to your liking, the garden in full bloom, the two of you settled into a joyful domesticity. “I’ll be better by then.”

“You were muttering to yourself earlier, ‘I want to die, I want to die, I want to die,’” John quotes you somewhat melodramatically, but with a hint of worry in his voice.

You look to him; his lips are pursed together and watchful eyes trying to discern if you’re being honest about your state. “Don’t worry too much about me, I’ll…” you clear your throat, handing the list back. “I’ll be up and about by the time you get back.”

He takes the list, folds it, and slips it into his pocket gingerly. You are entranced by the way his fingers are so precise, even for pedestrian things. “I hate to tell you, but I’m not very convinced,” John says.

You aren’t really either. The cramps are aggressive, sending furious ache all the way down to your ankles. "If you could refill the hot water bottle on your way out.”

“Of course,” John answers. He knows he won’t change your mind on this, even if he wishes he could. He leans down and kisses you on the lips chastely, before leaving with the hot water bottle.

It’s only one kiss, one ordinary, habitual kiss, but it’s left your body confused. There’s a perversity to your time of the month always, the painful ache mixed with an intense level of desire you don’t normally seek to sate with John. Not when you’re so fresh into your period. You do so privately and quickly, which often alleviates some of the pain. Although, it has crossed your mind that with John’s assistance; perhaps you could get even more relief from both forms of ache.

You sit up in bed and press a hand to the outside of your underwear, giving yourself a gentle wave of pleasure. Once John leaves, you’ll delve your hands inside and scratch the itch, wash your hands, and be up and about by the time he’s back. He’ll probably look at you with raised eyebrows as if you’ve been resurrected from the dead.

John returns a bit later with the hot water bottle which you gratefully take from him and put into your lap. “Anything else? Before I go?” he asks with a smile.

There is something about him right now that you’re finding hard to resist. The way he provides his willing ministry is so genuine, so kind. You want him to destroy you.

“John…” you say and slip a hand against his slim waist.

“Yes?” his voice glides upward and his eyes narrow as if he knows where you’re going.

“Could I ask you for a big favor?”

John nods. A lock of his hair falls from behind his ear.

“You can say no.”

“You’re really selling this so far.”

You flush. “Well, you’re a very…you are very quick to please me and I don’t want you to feel pressured if – “

“What are you getting at, Y/N?” John asks with a crooked smile. It only makes you want him more.

“Would you maybe…” you trail off. “Could you…” You’re too afraid to say the words. You don’t want to sound stupid. You lean your face into the lower part of his belly and groan.

John laughs, “Love –”

“Could you fuck me?” you say, muffled into his shirt.

“What?” John asks confusedly, unable to hear you.

You take a deep breath and repeat, “Could you…fuck me?”

“Stop that, say what you need to say,” he mumbles and leans back to see your eyes.

You must rip off the bandage. “I said could you fuck me?!”

His eyes widen.

You recoil uneasily. “…please.”

“Um…”

“Like I said, it’s alright if –“

“No, no, I just didn’t expect that, I – “ John stops short. He looks away from you a moment, searching for the right thing to say. “That would make you feel better?”

You nod, “Yes, I think so.”

“You’re sure?” He’s skeptical. And you’re unsure if it’s resistance.

“Only if you –“

“No, no, Y/N,” John interrupts. The bridge of his nose goes red. “I’m embarrassed to say that that is something I’ve always really wanted to do.”

You notice that the fabric around his crotch has slightly tensed and you smile, “Don’t be embarrassed.”

“I don’t know why,” he half-laughs, “But there’s something about you this time of the month that makes me kind of…wild.”

Wild. Now that is a word you didn’t expect him to use in this context. You imagine that while you’ve been quietly pleasuring yourself beneath the sheets, he’s been hiding in the bathroom to try and quell his desire as well. You get to your knees before him on the bed and lean your front up against his. "Pheromones," you say with a devious smile.

"Is that what it is? Because it's powerful stuff," John replies dryly, all to aware of his erection and your awareness to his erection.

You tilt your head up so your lips are only a bit away from his jaw. “We’re idiots.”

John laughs, “Yes, we are.” He rakes his fingers through your hair, cradling your head in his hands. “But are you sure? I don’t want to hurt – “

“Just take good care,” you say and hang your hands on his wrists. “I just need you to take care of me.”

You knew that’s what he wanted to hear. A soft breath escapes him as his glassy blue eyes take in each of your features, one by one, before kissing you. The desire hefts forward again inside your aching middle, scattering the tension down the front of your thighs. Just the thought of him being inside is a relief in and of itself. You clutch at the front of his shirt and bring your groin to his. John’s erection is unrelenting and ready for you, but there are new strictures now. You pull back from him to his dismay, a dazed look in his eye from the pressure between your throbbing centers. “You’ll need to get a towel, love,” you instruct him gingerly.

“Mhm, right, right,” John agrees and flits away from you quickly to the bathroom, retrieving a light green towel. You regret the pastel scheme you chose for the bathroom linens now, but there isn’t time to lament that.

John unrolls the towel at the end of the bed. He pulls on the corners and smooths out any wrinkles in the towel and then looks to you eagerly. “Can I do anything else?”

You smile sweetly. He’s nervous, a combination of wanting to do things properly for you and the unflinching arousal that’s now built up in him. You crawl to the end of the bed before him and lift your arms. “You can take this off of me.”

“I can do that,” he grins, sliding the flowery fabric of your housedress up your thighs, to your waist, and up over your head. He drops it to the side of the bed and then brings his eyes to your nearly naked body. You’re suddenly feeling self-conscious, remembering how different you see yourself in the mirror this time of the month. But John’s admiring you in the same way he always does, a small crinkle between his brows and lips parted so slightly, like there are a million things he could say and he can’t pick out just one. He lets out a longing sigh, “You're positively, incredibly sure?”

“Stop asking me that and take off your clothes,” you laugh and lunge for his shirt. The two of you feverishly negotiate his clothes off, hands knocking together, hair falling in your eyes. Finally, he’s naked; his pale skin blemishes with chill and his ruby nipples harden. You caress his lips gingerly. “You are so good to me, John,” you whisper and run your hand up from his hip bone to his ribs to his clavicle. “You have no idea how much this means to me.”

John doesn’t respond with words. He takes your head in his hands and hungrily kisses you with his blushed and beautiful lips. Wilting, you follow his lead, slow, graceful, until you’re on your back and John is eagerly thrumming against your entrance. His hands glom onto your breasts; he drags them down your front to your waist to the top of your underwear. He pauses. “I’ve never done this.”

You look at him incredulously. “Yes you have.”

“Not with extenuating circumstances such as these,” he mutters.

“Extenuating circumstances? What do you expect is going to happen?” you laugh. “Barbarism?”

John blushes. He’s a good man, but there are things that good men don’t go out of their way to understand until they must. “Look, I just don’t want to make a mess.”

“Let me do it then,” you offer and try to pry his hand off your underwear.

But John stands firm. “No, no, I should do it. I need to know how to do it.”

“You don’t need to know, it’s –”

“You’re making me nervous, Y/N,” John says manically, his smile betrayed by his jumpy eyes.

You throw your arms up over your head and sigh, “John, just do it, I want you inside me now.”

John’s going red. “You’re just adding to the pressure, god –“

“My eyes are closed. I’m not looking,” you laugh and scrunch your eyes closed. “Christ, you’d think you’re a virgin the way you’re trembling.”

John huffs with slight umbrage at the comment. You feel him dragging the panties down your legs. “Okay. I think I did it.”

You blink your eyes open and find him fixated on your sanguine center.

“Huh.”

“What did you expect?”

“Don’t know really. Is it – I can’t believe I’ve never seen you like this. You get one every month after all.”

You consider John's contrast a moment. His brow is threaded together and his eyes are curiously examining you, yet his cock is firm and angrily swollen as it waits to be enveloped. And you feel just as frustrated as his lower, eager parts. You wrap your legs around him and give him a gentle pull toward you. “John, you’re going to make me feel so good.”

“Really, because this is –“ his eyes widen a bit, still on your center. “I mean, barbarism, you were right.”

“John!” you whine.

“Every month, hm? Dear god, now I understand so much. Thank you for the englightenme…” he can’t finish his sentence as you lift your hips up to meet the tip of his cock and it rushes through your dripping core. John doubles over slightly. “Okay, okay.”

You drop your hips. “I’m in need, John. Need.”

“Need,” he repeats, shaken back onto task. John rests his hand on your knees and positions himself at your entrance, ready. He doesn’t expect how easily he slides in, gasps when he’s entirely inside you without even trying. “Oh my god.”

You smile at the relief of fullness and let out a moan. “There. Was that so bad?”

John shakes his head, mouth agape as he watches his small undulation in and out of you. “Is that alright?”

“Can go faster if you want,” you reassure him, resting your hand on his.

He follows your instruction; your extra slickness gives him an ease of speed that he isn’t totally in control of. You relish the wet sounds as his pelvis meets yours again and again and again. You feel like you’re soaring. It’s an easier feeling than ever before, the gentleness that your body is granting you with release. A joy, a true euphoria of letting go. Tensions slip away through your fingertips as you let John take control.

“Your eyes are…”

Rolling into the back of your head. Your tits bounce with each pulse inside of you.

“God, you look amazing.”

“Keep going.”

John takes your legs and positions them onto his shoulders. He pauses to catch his breath, eyes not leaving yours. He leans a kiss into the inside of your ankle and his hands slide down the length of your legs to your soft backside; he caresses it gently. “You alright?”

“More than.”

“You feel incredible,” he murmurs, a thrusting pattern returning. “Oh, Christ.”

Your angry garbled center has dissipated into fluttering exhilaration. You realize now that on the bathroom floor, this was the kind of death you were begging for and you start to laugh. The oncoming release creeps over you, heat all the way into your cheeks, fixing to burst. You reach as best you can to hook your hands around his thighs and moan out his name. You can see how it singes down his spine, electricity, hearing his name raggedly shunting from your mouth. His eyes squeeze shut, and he bares his teeth, tucking his chin to his chest. Oh, he’s close.

“Whatever you want, do it,” you say; your stomach muscles start to shudder. “Whatever you need.”

John’s eyes shoot open, and he stops, only long enough to sling both your legs over his right shoulder. You’re tighter now than before, gripping onto him, and this tightness sends both of you reeling into a groan. Your name, his name, god’s name, a curse, a prayer, it’s all right there in the way you’re convening at this sacred time in your cycle.

It’s the way John’s fingers curl around your thighs, clenching you even tighter around him, that joins you together into a shared, heaving and thunderous orgasm. John’s eyes go wide; his hips spasm forward as he spills into you, the groan of a fresh bruise from his lips. And you gladly accept each errant drop with your tight, wet warmth. You whimper with the angelic release.

John watches you, unwound and unburdened, so opposite how you’ve stalked around the house since you awoke this morning, and puts a gentle hand where the two of you meet. His thumb brushes through your sweated pubic hair. “Did that feel good, darling?”

You nod wordlessly.

“Did it help?”

You nod harder with a loopy sort of grin.

John chuckles. “Why have we waited so long? For this?”

“Because you’re scared of me,” you drone softly, your eyes shuttering to rest in the glow.

“What?! I’m not scared of you.”

You smile. “Yes, you are. ‘Oh, oh, what do I do with your panties? Am I going to hurt you? Are you s-s-sure?’”

“That’s not ‘scared’, that’s –“

You interrupt him. “I’m not fragile or delicate this time of month, John. I just need extra love even when I don’t deserve it.”

John goes silent and cocks his head against your feet. “Well, you’re always deserving of love.”

You flush and hide your face in the sheets. “You know what I mean.”

“You can be difficult," he concedes.

“That’s a kind way of putting it.”

“Downright mental, sometimes.”

You snap up to sitting and nudge at his cheek with your toes. “Would you like to remain celibate indefinitely?”

John laughs, “You’re proving my point!”

The two of you jab and rib a bit longer before John collapses beside you and pulls you into him entirely, his lips hovering right in the crook of your neck. "Even when you're driving me mad, I love you, darling."

You sigh contentedly and let him languish on your neck with soft, chaste kisses before you are both reminded that the time is ticking and the afternoon will be the evening in the blink of an eye if you aren't careful.

After you disentangle, you help clean John off; he watches, intrigued by the rusting redness that sheathes him (“Welcome to the barbarism,” you tease). Then, you leap up off the bed with a stretch. “Well, I feel much, much better.”

“Yeah?” John says with an adoring look in his eyes.

“Oh, yes, I could do the shopping even,” you shrug and find his pants on the floor, pulling the list from his pocket. “Let you take a rest.”

John sits nakedly, casually on the towel with an ironic sigh, “Thank you.”

You go to him and cup his chin in your hand. “I owe you the world, John, I really do.” You kiss his forehead and then begin to flit around the room to pull an outfit together.

John sits, lost in thought and quiet, as you rummage through the dresser drawers for another pair of clean and comfortable underwear.

“Y/N?”

You give him a look over your shoulder. “Yes?”

“What if we cancelled dinner tonight?”

You frown, “But I’m feeling much better.”

“I know, I know, I just wonder if that energy could be used…” John trails off and then clears his throat. His looks to his feet. “For different matters.”

You pause and a smile cracks onto your face despite yourself. “Are you suggesting –“

“I told you,” he sighs. His eyes laze onto you with a hungry, lip-biting smirk. “You’re making me feel wild.”

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