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l3viat8an · 6 months

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Thinking about having a sleep over with Levi and waking up to the little perv using your hand to Jack himself off💕 pathetic pervy cringe fail loser boy I love him so much

Definitely could see Belphie doing this too

Nsfw!

CW: Dub-con somnophilia (I think(?) + using your hand to jerk off duh

👀 okayyy this is sleepy brain typing so it probably has typos ‘n the usual mistakes- sorry 🫠

Levi waits until he’s sure you’re asleep, he didn’t have a plan exactly…..he just wanted to touch you. you always look so cute! so peaceful, ‘n helpless when you’re sleeping.

He really can’t help it, when his hands start touching you. His fingertips running up your arm, your skin is so soft under his touch, lifting one of your hands up so he can ‘hold’ you hand. Your palm is so warm against his, and really this should be sweet!!

He’s too nervous to ask you to hold hands when you’re awake but like this it’s almost easy! and that should be enough for Levi….but he can’t stop thinking about how soft ‘n warm your hand is……he really is a nasty pervert, because all he can think about is how good your hand would feel wrapped around his cock…and you are asleep, it can’t hurt right? you probably won’t wake up….

Biting his lip Levi squeezes your hand again as he shifts just enough to pull his cock out and mumbles “Pathetic….” when he sees his own pre-cum beading at the tip. This is what you do to him, just being around you is enough to have him like this, needy and pathetic. He takes your hand and wraps his hand around it, heh it’s just when he put his hand over yours on the mouse, while he was teaching you his new game earlier!! It’s just so he can guide you!! Just like earlier…whining as he squeezed your hand and in turn it squeezes his cock, “O-oh f-fuck…” Levi moans.

It’s a little clumsy at first, trying to run your thumb over his tip and instead Levi presses his own thumb harder then he wants too, jerking your hand away and hissing a little at the harsh movement.

He takes a deep breath and pulls your hand back, just guiding it along his cock. His eyes are on your face the whole time trying to catch when you might be waking up, but the closer he gets the more Levi wants to squeeze his eyes closed.

When your eyes open, the first thing you see is Levi, hovering over you and panting, “S-sorry, I’m sorry, but I can’t stop…” Levi whines when you squeeze your hand around his cock, as he continued to guide your hand, pre-cum smeared all over it now, and you feel his cock twitch

You think he’s close, if the whines and the way his cock twitches is anything to go by anyways…..and you hesitated for a moment before deciding to help him finish.

You wrapped your fingers around his cock more firmly and began to stroke him faster, as he let out another high pitched moan.

Within seconds, Levis whole body tensed up and came all over your hand, gasping for breath as he collapses on top of you, "S-sorry…I’m so gross, I-I’m so, s-sorry..." he sobs into your neck, still trying to catch his breath.

When is Belphie not sleeping over in your room?- like if he could get away with it he’d do it every night.

Really Belphie thinks you wouldn’t wake up- you’re usually a heavy sleeper anyway, and even if you do wake up it’s not a big deal.

He’ll just tell you it’s a dream, relax again and go back to sleep so he can finish.

Shifting you around in the bed isn’t hard either, pulling his cock out and wrapping your hand around it. Groaning when your hand squeezes him all on its own, you really are too good for him, even taking care of him in your sleep <3

He’s movements are slow as he guides your hand, he’s not in a hurry to just cum he wants to keep your hand on him for as long as he can.

Even when you shift a little, almost waking up, “Shit….” Belphie hisses, stilling for a moment as your eyes open, slowly waking up, you can feel felt Belphie’s warm breath on your neck.

Your sleepy mind tries to understand what he was doing with your hand. But before you could really react, he whispering into your ear, “Shh, it’s just me. relax and go back to sleep.”

You hesitant a bit…..but your eyes feel so heavy and you end up listening to him, sleep taking over your brain again. As Belphie slowly start to move again squeezing your hand tighter…

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hanniluvi · 10 months

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💭 — ENHYPEN WHEN YOU CALL THEM BRO !

tysm for requesting anon!! i hope you enjoy <3

warnings : mentions of pet names (like once or twice?), mentions of kissing

🖇️ — HEESEUNG

— at first he’s chill and thinks it was just a slip up

— cause he knows you’ve been hanging out with riki and jungwon too much lately so he lets it slide at first

— but like once he hears it again hes like okay something is up . so like he automatically stops everything he’s doing and just stares at you.

— “why do you keep calling me bro?” and you’re like 🤨 cause you thought nothing was wrong about it

— he fr goes on a full rant about why you shouldn’t be calling him bro and only his members could and how you’re only allowed to call the rest bro 😭

— ofc u don’t take him seriously cause he looks cute complaining about it. and he’s like “are you listening.” and you js go “yeah bro i am” and he falls onto his knees SO DRAMATIC FR .

— and you have to apologize millions of times and give him a bunch of kisses which he gladly accepts as a payment <3

— now you know not to do so ! you do it sometimes for fun tho

🖇️ — JAY

— he’s gonna be so quick to spot it out, he just won’t let it slide.

— “bro? really?” automatically raises his eyebrow and starts questioning you . imagine a cartoon character js angrily tapping their foot on the ground , hes like that LMAO

— you just wanted to tease him more so you’re like “what’s wrong with that?”

— “im not your bro, im your boyfriend.” he’s so straightforward with it , it just makes u fall for him again.

— he feels happy when he manages to convince you to stop doing it doesn’t tell you how relieved he felt LMFAO

— and without you knowing he goes onto scolding heeseung bc you’ve been hanging around him lately LMAO

— “heeseung they been saying bro a lot.” “okayyy jay what does this have to do with me..” “you’re the problem in our relationship.” “WHAT?” save heeseung

🖇️ — JAKE

— gets real pouty and confused real quick after hearing it more than once. like he’s sure that bro is in his vocabulary BUT hearing you call him bro ??? its just a no no.

— “okay i think that’s enough.” and ure like enough of what .. and hes going on a rant for real BUT hes shy about it … like sir spit it out !!!

— you were understanding untillll it started slipping out again. he’s like devastated and goes on saying “layla would never call me bro” LIKE AS IF HIS DOG HAD ANY PART TO THIS??

— now you only call him bro for fun or like when he gets u mad on purpose .. it became an advantage bc he switches up SO FAST just for you to not call him that anymore. love him <3

— starts using more pet names with you so that you’re reminded that he’s your lover and not some bro </3

— “love you snookums” “okay that’s even worse than your other nickname.” “can’t help it.”

🖇️ — SUNGHOON

— nope he does not take it!! he does not want his own lover to be calling him bro ??

— “do bros do this?” bye he would go to you and kiss you , maybe bring you onto your lap too and js look at you .. or just wrap his arms around your waist .. “i don’t think bros do that.” sir stop this im not ur strongest soldier

— after seeing ur flustered face , he’d grin feeling proud .

— every time you do that, he’s just gonna start becoming really clingy and just touchy

— andddd you can say you call him bro on purpose 😊 he knows

— but he doesn’t care cause that just gives him a reason to just shower you with kisses 😊

🖇️ — SUNOO

— if he’s busy w something and hears you call him bro, he’s whipping his head around so fast when he hears that from you

— literally this emoji 😧 and is like “what did you just say?”

— and you repeat it again and he’s like okay … this is a problem. he racks up ideas on why you would call him that…he thinks real hard as if your relationship with him is falling apart???

— you have to explain how when you’re comfortable w/ someone you call them that. as much as he’s glad you’re comfy with him, he still refuses it

— “i’m glad you feel comfortable with me, but i rather for you to call me something sweet. like love or baby or something. just not bro.”

— gen feels proud that you listened and called something else . smiles like an idiot whenever you called him something sweet! your reward? lots of love from sunoo <3 as if he doesn’t shower you with love everyday

🖇️ — JUNGWON

— oh you already know he’s just gonna laugh it off awkwardly. LIKE REAL AWKWARD

— ha. ha. ha. it’s literally him and funny to imagine

— and you’re like 🤨 cause why tf is he acting like that

— “oh nothing 😊” he’s lying and he’s glad you picked up on it, hoping you’d catch on

— and he starts double taking, maybe he wasn’t being so affectionate as a bf which he is stop and just starts trying to do more physical touch w/ you or any of the love languages you love </3

— you calling him bro got him asking jay for help 😭

— literally only feels better until you call him something else than bro. like he feels like he’s doing well and is proud of it ! like once you call him smth else hes all giggly and like oh 🤭please don’t call him bro in the future </3

🖇️ — NIKI

— okay okay, he knows you and him joke around a lot, but you’re getting a LITTLE too comfortable

— like the person he loves ??? besides his other members ??? calling him bro ???

— like he wouldn’t be too vocal on it until you’ve said it to him too much . he would try to show you how he doesn’t like it as much but you don’t seem to pick up on it.

— so what does he do? hold your hand / ask for a hug after you do! surely you’ll get it 😊 and trust me you do.

— “ki why the hell are you holding onto my hand so tight?” “ i dunno, why am i?”

— once you find out, you tease him sm, leaving him with a red face and telling you to shut up.

— but once you stop, he feels relieved <3 love him lots please

— just starts becoming very clingy to you now :)

💭 — i love my boyfriends 😊

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kitten4sannie · 7 months

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*slams door open for the seance* I am going to throw my two favorite sans together - demon cat boy. Imagine San as a nekomata, a demon cat with two tails, who’s been sneaking around humanity for a good century or two. He’s had his tricks and pranks with humans, always wandering, never staying in one place too long.

Until he meets you.

There’s just something about you draws him to you, and before he knows it he’s made your home his home. If you’re suspicious of the fact he has two tails, it doesn’t show much, just that you make sure to pet each tail with equal amount of love.

San loves the fact you praise him and spoil him, and he takes full advantage of your affection. He’s a cuddle whore, always in your lap kneading away in happiness with loud purrs.

But then he hears you one night, in your room, door closed to keep him out. He knows you’re getting off in your room, writhing on your bed, trying to imitate the satisfaction that only a lover could give you. And oh the sounds you make. So beautiful. And he can’t help but imagine what kind of sounds you’d make beneath him as he’d ruin you over and over again through the entire night.

San was always good at having patience, but now? With him palming his cock, tail twitching, as he listens to you through the door? His patience has worn thin, especially since it’s been quite a while since he’s slept with another being. And besides, it was only considerate of him to return the love you gave to him, right?

(Anyway just a thought I thought you’d might enjoy. Congrats on your 3K milestone! 🤭)

roo !!!! OH MY GODDDDD. i’ve told you before and i tell you again: you are a geniusss for this idea like you’re out here playing 4D chess while everyone’s still trying to figure out checkers sksk like holy shit nekomata san ….. demon !! cat boy !! sannie !!! me and the spirits are all staring at each other in disbelief rn hdjshd anyways i hope you enjoy :3 <333

⛧ seance smutfest ⛧

w.c: 2.7k

warnings: dom! san (he’s a little meanie in this), sub! fem reader (has a few tricks up her sleeve <3), san has cat hybrid/demon characteristics, he also has two cocks btw *cough*, pet names, praise, teasing, some outright disgusting romantic behavior (and a few L bombs??? *gasp* lesbians <3 no i’m jk sksjh i wish 😔), like one cat pun okayyy, kissing, possessiveness, olfactophilia, brief almost mutual masturbation, oral (receiving), squirting, double penetration in one hole (i mean…i had to yk?), creampie, cum kink idk

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Just like every other night, you sat in your living room watching a new series on some overpriced streaming service with your dear companion curled up with his head resting on your lap, enjoying each other’s company in comfortable silence. You found yourself moving your hands through his obscenely soft jet black hair for what seemed like hours, giving the purring demon’s shifting ears and dual tails the occasional loving stroke.

You enjoyed physical touch as much as the next person, but San was a different breed. He enjoyed it so much, he couldn’t keep himself from reciprocating in order to show his immeasurable appreciation and desire for you. That explained the deep, reverberating purrs that were coming from his chest, the coy little look he was giving you past his long eyelashes from below, his pink lips parted like he was waiting for you to say or do something. What, you didn’t know. Kiss him, maybe. Or tease him, perhaps. San wasn’t even quite sure what he wanted himself, but what he was sure of, was that he wanted to keep massaging your soft, bare thighs, especially since he finally managed to wiggle his way up underneath your sleep shorts.

Once the show lost its grip on your mind, you were suddenly distinctly aware of the way San was kneading into your upper thighs, his fingers getting dangerously close to your bare cunt. Was he just an adorable demon kitty getting lost in the moment or was he being naughty? Regardless, you began to get worked up over it.

When San slowly closed his eyes again from how warm and relaxed his body felt, you subtly squeezed around the base of one of his tails for only a moment, encouraging a light, throaty moan to leave San’s mouth. You smiled innocently down at him, despite the prolonged throb you felt in your core. “Are you feeling good, San?” you asked sweetly, about to do it again when the demon’s tail curled around your wrist, the other one gently grazing your chest.

“T-too good, mortal,” San mumbled, his cheeks flushing with color, his dual-colored eyes finding solace in your equally flustered disposition. “Y’know how sensitive my tails are.”

“How does it make your body feel?” You bit your bottom lip, running your fingers over the tail that began to drift down your chest, familiar with the pheromones he could release at any moment, wanting them to envelop you.

“Warm,” he replied simply, staring you down quite intensely, a small, pleased smile on his face, his fangs just barely visible past his curled lips. He knew what you were doing and what you clearly wanted, but he would wait to confront you for now, instead releasing pheromones that made the both of you develop an instant body and head high, like you were experiencing the effects of a body-altering fever.

“I…think I’m going to lay down for a bit, Sannie. I’m feeling a little overheated all of a sudden,” you sighed, gently pushing San off of you and standing up, unconsciously adjusting the crotch of your shorts, knowing internally how wet you were already.

San knew too, of course. He didn’t even have to see it for his own eyes. He could smell it. Your dripping arousal, just asking to be lapped up.

Shifting from one foot to the other, you pressed your thighs together, giving him a weak smile, the throbbing you felt almost becoming almost impossible to ignore any longer. “Why don’t you watch that one baking show with all the kitties that you like…to, um, keep yourself busy?”

San sat up from his relaxed position on the couch, letting out an inconvenienced meow. He was already so hard, mostly due to laying his head on your thighs. Your soft, soft thighs. He pressed his hands into the cushion below him, instinctively kneading it. “Kat’s Kitchen?” he asked, his head tilting to the side.

“Yes, watch that, okay?” You swallowed, clearing your throat. Even though it was perfectly normal to get aroused over such a thing, this time around, you were absolutely drenched, so you couldn’t help but feel like a pervert, unsure if San was just being his unsuspecting, cute hybrid self or if he was purposely trying to initiate something with you.

San watched you walk away with interest, momentarily deciding to turn on the show he loved so much. He sat there for a while, satisfied with the cute cats zooming around and playing together on screen while their owner put a cake in the oven and instructed the viewers on how long it should bake. A sudden overwhelmingly sweet aroma drifted into his nose, causing it to twitch and his pupils to grow to the size of marbles.

“Y/N…” He climbed off of the couch and headed towards the source of the scent, which just so happened to be your bedroom. Hearing soft sounds of pleasure slipping out past the cracked door, San pushed his face into it, causing it to open a bit more and allowing him to see you in all your glory — fully naked and covered in a light sheen of sweat, your legs fully spread open with a vibrator pressed directly into your swollen clit, while earnestly finger-fucking your squelching cunt.

“T-typical lust-driven mortal…” he stuttered to himself, unaware of how red his cheeks were, or how hard he was breathing, hardly noticing that he was already grinding himself against the doorframe, more and more beads of pre-cum staining the front of his sweatpants the longer he watched you pleasure yourself.

“Wanna cum…” Huffing and blowing a bit of hair out of the way, you slid the vibrator into your aching cunt, working your clit with two digits.

“Fuck, Y/N…” San groaned and gripped the doorframe tightly, routinely dropping his hips and desperately thrusting upwards into the sleek wood, wishing he was inside you instead.

“San…fuck, don’t stop,” you moaned out, hastily dropping one of your legs down against the bed, pushing the toy further in, your fingers starting to cramp. “Fuck me, please, fuck me harder…”

The demon’s fluffy ears rotated individually like satellite dishes that were on two opposite frequencies, his hips slowly ceasing their movement. That was basically an invite, right? And if you wanted him so bad, then he might as well give you a reason to moan his name again.

You didn’t even notice San’s presence until he was on the bed and in between your legs, his warm hands massaging into your thighs and his mouth near your pussy, turning red at the sight of his clear desire. His friendly, always curious look was replaced with an intense, unwavering gaze, his mismatched eyes sharp and focused solely on yours.

“Y/N, I heard you calling for me…” He squeezed your thighs, pressing his cheek to the inside of one of them, nuzzling it lovingly. “Will you let me show you how good it feels to be loved by me?”

Blushing, you gave him a sheepish smile, eventually reaching down to slip your fingers into his sleek black hair. “Show me, San.”

“Show me, Y/N,” San said in a soft, muffled voice, his glistening lips and tongue on your clit, his fingers locked in an aggressive ‘come hither’ motion inside your pulsing hole. “Let me see the way you fall apart for me.”

“Sannie, it’s coming out, oh my god, I’m, fuck–” you cried out, tossing your head back, your body twitching and shuddering as you catapulted head-first into your orgasm, coating San’s tongue and fingers with your squirt.

“Mmm, that’s my good girl.” San took a deep inhale of your wet heat, his nose grazing over your extremely sensitive clit, rubbing your wetness around with his fingers, finding your small whimpers satisfying enough for him to begin purring. “Fuck, you smell and taste so good, baby, I can’t get enough.” He began to lap at your clit with his rough tongue, his reverberating purrs sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout your body.

“S-sannie, no more tongue,” you whined, lightly tugging on his hair, only encouraging him to lick at your cunt even faster than before, his nose routinely grinding into your clit. This sent you over the edge, your cunt clenching around nothing now that his fingers were rubbing circles in your thighs. “Pleaseee, I need you, I need you so bad.”

“What do you need from me, baby?” he questioned with a brow raised, licking up the cum that had leaked out of you and swallowing it down, making you jolt. “Say it.”

“Your cock, I need it,” you sighed out, your mind clouded with immeasurable desire for the feline-like demon.

“Both of them?” he teased, his head quirking to the side, his eyes upturned with clear satisfaction. Still in between your legs, he slowly sat up, lowering his boxers just enough to let his thin, but long dual cocks slip out and slap against one another. He smiled at you, flashing his tiny cat fangs at you, about to grow a third cock just from the way you were looking at them. “You’ve been so wet and needy for me all night, baby. I bet you can take them, can’t you?”

“Yeah, I can, so please fuck me, Sannie,” you desperately agreed, your mouth watering at the sight of his throbbing, veiny pink cocks just asking to be shoved deep inside you.

“Good girl. Now, open up for me, sweetheart.” San guided his cocks to your entrance, smiling at the sight of you obediently holding your thighs open for him. He pursed his lips together to let some spit drip down onto his lengths, lubing them up with his hands, before he began to slowly push into you. “That’s it…How’s that, baby?”

“K-keep going,” you breathed out, your eyes zoned in on where your bodies met, San’s cocks slipping further and further into your heat, ready to cum just from the pleasurable stretch you began to feel.

“Look at you, taking all of me like this,” San chimed breathlessly as he bottomed out, his cocks twitching inside you, his hands rubbing your hips affectionately.

San was definitely in your guts. You wanted him to mix them all up like he had already done with your emotions. “I’m so full, Sannie. It’s so good.”

San smiled sweetly, beaming with pride. He began to knead your lower abdomen, feeling the outline of himself inside you underneath his fingertips. “Good girls like you deserve to be spoiled. I’m going to move now, okay, sweetheart?”

“Okay, Sannie,” you answered softly, reaching up to caress his cheeks, slowly guiding his lips down onto yours. You looked into each other’s wide eyes for a second before your irises disappeared under your equally heavy eyelids, breathing yourselves out and taking one another in instead, melting together in a mess of carnal adoration and idyllic purity.

And, just like that, he was fucking into you like a well-oiled machine, quick and consistent, making sure to go balls deep so you wouldn’t have to go one single second without both of his cocks rubbing deliciously against your inner walls, effectively lighting your insides ablaze. Groaning into your open mouth, he broke the kiss to express, almost drunkenly, “Fuck, your pussy’s so tight, baby, fits me like a glove. Like you were made for me, huh?”

“Made just for you,” you replied against his lips, pressing a chaste kiss to them, only for him to press his mouth firmly back onto yours. You moaned onto his gliding sandpaper tongue when he grabbed the underside of your thighs and folded you in half, sinking deeper into your cunt, reaching places you never thought existed.

Besides the repetitive gasps and whines San was forcing out of you with every snap of his hips, the distinct sound of your wetness could be heard squelching in between your joined sweaty bodies. San inevitably broke the messy kiss to whisper, “Hear that?”

“Yeah, I can hear it,” you squeaked out, barely able to focus on the sound of your arousal over the sensation of being stuffed with two throbbing cocks at once, your core already strung so tightly it could snap at any second and propel you into an abyss of pleasure.

“You’re so wet for me, Y/N, so fucking wet.” San gripped your thighs, pulling out in preparation for a deep thrust, one of his cocks accidentally slipping out all the way, allowing the other to grind along your cunt and across your clit. “Oh, fuck, I can barely stay inside, baby. It feels so hot, oh god, I might cum.”

“Cum for me, Sannie.” You reached down and stroked his pulsing cock, causing San to toss his head back in ecstasy, your fingers slipping against his reddened, slick cockhead when ropes of hot cum shot out of it, coating your pelvis and dripping down onto your cunt. “Silly kitty, that was supposed to go in me.”

Without hesitation, San pulled out completely and ran his fingers through the puddles of cum he left behind on your skin, eagerly slipping them into your hole and fucking the still warm liquid inside you, landing a critical hit on you with one sudden, filthy move. “There we go,” he beamed snarkily, holding his cocks and slowly pushing his cockheads back into your stretched cunt, but stopping halfway. “Are my cocks supposed to go back in you too, pretty girl? Or are you tuckered out?”

“No, I want it, feels so good, Sannie. I love the way you make me feel.” You ran your hands down San’s back, feeling his muscles tense up against your fingertips as he pushed himself all the way back inside and got back to work, pushing his cum deeper into you, his tails occasionally brushing against your skin like a paintbrush. “Don’t stop, okay?”

“Oh, baby,” he cooed into your ear, looking you in the eye. “I’m not going to stop until you fall apart for me. Remember that? Or is my princess feeling a bit forgetful right now?” He sighed against your fragrant, warm skin, slowly lowering himself to your neck to lick, suck, and lightly bite it, marking what was his.

“Don’t be such a tease, Sannie,” you pouted, taking ahold of his tails near the base, stroking them in an outwards direction, hearing what were going to be words come out as groans instead — ones that grew softer and more drawn out, turning into pleasured moans the more you played with with his wavering tails. “Were you going to say something, Sannie? Who’s–nngh–the forgetful one now, huh?”

San continued to moan and gasp for air, his once intentional thrusts growing sloppier and more desperate by the second, drool starting to drip down past his glistening lips. Feeling your fingers tighten around the base of his tails, San clutched your thighs tightly, his eyebrows screwing together. “W-wait, if you do that, I’m–”

“Aww, what’s wrong, Sannie? Cat got your tongue?” you giggled, squeezing his tails and rubbing them together like you would do with his cocks, about to tease him further when something hot and thick began to pour deep inside you and coat your inner walls with white, your breath getting caught in your throat. “Oh, San, oh my god, it’s so–”

“Cumming, I’m cumming for you, Y/N,” he choked out in between grunts, lowering himself down further to press kiss after kiss onto your swollen lips, groaning into your mouth form the way you hooked your legs around his slim waist, milking him of all his love with your clenching, throbbing cunt. “Fuck, I love you…love this…love you…”

“Love you too,” you whispered against his moving lips, your overheated body shuddering against his as you both rode out your highs, finding yourself unable to swallow the lump that had formed inside your dry throat, not choosing to swallow your following words. “Please, don't stop, Sannie. Love me again.”

San pulled back just enough to look down at your flushed, pretty face through his wet strands of hair, his fingers resting against your jaw. “I wasn’t planning on it, Y/N.” With his ears twitching slightly, San’s pink lips curled up just enough to let his fangs slip out, his cheeks dusted with pink. “I’ll love you until it’s pouring out of you. Until you’re so full of me, of my love, that you won’t need anyone else except for me. Does that sound good?”

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milkzoro · 7 months

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glow stick cock ring

warnings: MDNI, smut, drugs, deep throat, pussy eating, creampie, trafalgar law appearance *giggle*, piss (squirting), overstimulation,

summary: you call your boyfriend to tell him that you’re going to a party and that he needs to meet you there.

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“babeeee” you were always so happy to talk to your boyfriend. you always knew how he would pick up too. ‘hey lady’ or ‘good morning mama’ he always sounded so genuine, your heart fluttered with his words of affection.

“you’re coming with me tonight mm i forgot to tell ya though..” you knew you should have told him but you tried to play it off with a little laugh. “meet me at this party tonight okayyy”

“uhmm yeaahh okay, y/n-” you cut him off.

“and wear something bright! or colorful! anything fun really,, it’s a music festival! mkay! bye love you i’ll see ya later mwahhh!” you quickly hung up.

he’ll come up with something.

“zorooooo” you whine to your boyfriend, he was wearing his typical black get up but he accessorized with several glow sticks. not so colorful but he looked damn good always, and his efforts for being bright were kinda adorable.

“whatever” you quickly share a kiss with him. “you look cute though, let’s get inside, i have something for us to try.”

this island was know for its live music, so many beautiful visuals were displayed throughout the night sky. the dark clouds glowing so pretty as it took on all of the light pollution that came from the festival.

zoros hands held a tight grip with yours as you lead him to the entrance of the island party, the bass that ricocheted in your chest was getting more and more apparent the closer the two of you got. zoros eyes were glued to you, watching you carefully from behind. he thought you looked so beautiful, you were radiating light and happiness before him, looking so goddess-like.

you’ve led your boyfriend to maybe the mid way mark of the party, you were still surrounded by the traffic of grouped up people, but it was still far less than what you saw at the entrance, there was actually some space to take a few breaths.

as soon as you found a brake in the sea of people, you pull zoro off to the side. the music was too loud to speak reagulary so you cupped your hand to speak in his ear. “baby, trafalgar law said he could give us molly.” you parted away from his ear to look at him and make sure he could hear you. he nodded his head, assuring you to continue speaking.

“do you wanna do it?” your words popped loudly in zoros ears with the heart-shaking bass that was surrounding your part of the world. excitement and curiosity filled his eyes, he nodded his head.

law was there, dressed in his also all black attire and messy raven hair, he was not wearing any glow sticks or colors. cocking his head to look at the both of you. he quickly looked back at his hands and played with his fingernails waiting for you to approach him. this time you followed your boyfriend, you felt more comfortable letting your man get the goods.

you had only once met law while he was ‘prescribing’ zoro something, that’s when you found out he was a dealer. you’ve talked about doing mdma with zoro before and was surprised when he said he was wanting to try it with you. saying something like, ‘it would be an eye opening experience’ and that he’d love to experience it with you. he also said it would be fun to fuck.

sex with zoro was rough, loving, passionate, and spontaneous. he always took you by surprise and knew just how to keep things going so that both of your needs were met, you found the way he compromised so sexy.

some nights zoro was aggressive, completely and utterly in control of you and your orgasms, stripping screams and whimpers from you left and right. and other nights you liked it soft, especially after a work out.

lazy sex always had you drooling. your achy muscles in combination with zoros fingers circling your sensitive cunt. you loved hearing your man’s needy moans as you fucked yourself on his cock as he laid back.

anything with him was ectacy. you didn’t believe there could be a way for things to feel better.

“hey—” zoro and law were conversing just a little bit before you saw them discreetly trade items, berries for mdma. quick and easy you parted ways from law, he was strange to you. zoro said he never really comes around but he’s there when you need him. you guess it’s just natural for guys to be so nonchalant like that.

as more time passes, people started to disperse more evenly. there was much more room to find an available seat. zoro pulled you to sit with him on a nearby bench. he pulls out the small bag law had given him, it contained two sea foam green tablets. cute he matches. you both swallow one tablet each along with a few sips from your water.

law said it would take an hour or two to feel anything but it hit so hard only thirty minutes in. you and zoro were standing in the back of one of the crowds, hugging the wall. it was way more spacious back here and allowed for the two of you to just be comfortable as the drug’s effects took over your system.

you were feeling so smiley and affectionate. your cheeks and jaw were getting sore from you constantly clenching your teeth together. you were also getting very hot, your body was on fire.

you lead zoro to a nearby stand to get some water to cool your burning bodies down and you hear him groan behind you. you turn to look to him, his eyes were black from how dilated his pupils were.

“baby. what’s wrong?”

zoro was visibly sweating, just small pearls of salty fluid that looked so pretty in your eyes. his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes were shut. his body was stiff and he growled again. “y/n, mm feels so weird, don’t wanna let go of you—” your touches felt orgasmic on his hot hands.

dopamine and serotonin levels were skyrocketing as the molly in your systems was transitioning to its peak. you understood what he meant, you were feeling touchy. seeing zoro is your state was mind boggling. his soft strands glowed green and his gold earrings glistened so bright, the details were so gorgeous. the scene looked like a studio ghibli animation.

you put your arms on your man to hold him close, your scorching bodies burned so well together. you felt so loved-up, so energized, so happy that he was here with you. zoro whined in your ear, you felt his rock hard cock stabbing at your hips, nothing felt real but it felt soo real at the same time.

zoro needed a taste. you looked so sickly sweet to him. your skin was vibrant and the way the sparkles in your hair twinkled sent blood rushing to his cock. it was pulsing with the tight constriction that wrapped around the base of his shaft and balls. he almost forgot about his fun surprise for you.

the two of you stumbled into a nearby supply tent, not much was inside except for conveniently placed med tables and 5-gallon water jugs. this was probably a medical tent for the paramedics to help people recover from heat stroke while they were partying in the summer sun, but for now it was your quickie spot. zoro was getting antsy, he needed something, your mouth, your hands, anything. you wanted him too, your eyes wondered everywhere on him, you were eating him up.

your hands shakily find their way to the opening of his pants, trying to keep a grip on reality. you eventually made it to his boxers. “fuck y/n your mouth, need you so bad ma.” zoro was leaning against a med table, his body laid slack as he rests comfortably, his eyes we’re rolling as he stares at your wet lips. the way your spit resembled the gloss in your cunt is making him so fucking tight in his boxers.

his hand starts to inch towards your face, small trails of his shadow following his finger tips as he grips a chunk of hair just above the nape of your neck. your strands feeling like tentacles, gripping and pulling him back in.

his boxers were so soft in your hands as you pulled them down. bright yellow and green lights blinded you as the elastic band of his briefs snapped snug on his thighs. his cock was practically swollen. his tip was soaked.

“whatdya think babe?” his exhales were shaky but he smirked at you. his head rolled back exposing his throat to you once he felt your warm breaths against his tortured cock.

“i think you’re a kinky motherfuckerrrrr, i love it” you can’t help but giggle, serotonin still heightening with every moment. he is so silly.

no way he has glow sticks working as a cock ring,, two joined together suffocating his shaft and balls, thick veins decorating his base and his tip burning pink.

his grip felt so good on your scalp, your eyes rolled back as he moved you closer. “you gonna fit it all babe? i know you can”

“mhmm yes zo~ always”

your hands grazed softly against his quads, spreading him open for you to taste. his breath hitched when you touched him. he was so hypersensitive. you lick you lips leaving excess spit layering on top of them. gently you kiss up and down his length, sucking with each one. his cock shook, smacking your plump lips lightly. he whined for you to take him. “dammit y/n, mm fucking s-sensitive, wanna fuck your mouth baby.”

you slid the flat of your tongue up his shaft and circled the tip, using your hands to take his remaining length as your lips suck on the top. you were collecting spit in your mouth to prepare yourself to take him all. your dark eyes met his as you relaxed your throat and slowly swallowed him. your nose met his musky scent as you settled there for a moment. “fuck babee,, i’m actually gonna cum-” zoros eyes were so tightly shut. you could see a forehead vein start to protrude. he cupped the back of your neck holding you still as he fucked your throat. with four harsh thrusts, he came.

his semen shooting to the back of your throat and up your airways, cum was dripping from your nose, eyes bloodshot from choking. his grunts echoed in your ears making your cunt drool for him. your boyfriend was still rock solid after you thought you had drained him but he was back on his feet in seconds.

“baby ya sucked the soul out of me, you need to feel this.”

zoro picked you up and placed you on the table. he removed your small shorts and your panties.

he huffed, “not like you were wearing anything anyways, slut.” he looked so evil, fuck you needed him so bad you were clenching around nothing.

he tossed your fabrics to the side and moved to hover you, two of his fingers slid past your folds effortlessly, your thighs tightening around his hand, trapping him there. “fuck y/n you’re sopping wet. could probably take me now huh slut?”

his fingers pumped within you. his touch was addicting, waves of pleasure throbbed in your weeping cunt. “zoro fucking pleaseee. need ta fuck you~”

his fingers retracted from your center, admiring your slick drenching his hand. he took a taste, moaning at your flavors. “damn, need a taste babe. sorry, i’ll fill ya in a bit-” with no notice, his face was buried in your cunt. tongue diving deep into your hole. whines and whimpers left your filthy mouth, your fingers clawing at his scalp. his sudden movements caused your walls to pulse and clench his tongue, your pleasure filling you with endless bliss. zoro wouldn’t let up, never neglecting your puffy clit. waves wash over you. your body is jerking as you feel the tightness in your core about to explode. your chest expands and deflates harshly as you feel the spurts of heavy contractions pulse in your cunt.

zoro keeps sucking and licking, griping your thighs and suffocating his face, you couldn’t shy away. he ignores your sensitive whines and keeps going. your body sporadically jerks from the feel of his wicked tongue. you feel something releasing, it’s so wet. zoro peaks his head up to make eye contact with you. “shit angel, your makin a fuckin mess.” he slurps from your cunt. “filthy girl.”

your arms slung to cover your eyes, lights just a bit too bright causing you to feel as if you were about to pass out. you were breathing heavily, your cunt still pulsing and dropping with your heartbeat.

“fill me zo, please~” you had tears in your eyes, the pleasure was almost too much, you just had to have him though. your cream mixed with your piss had you so slippery. your hand reaches down, collecting juices and swirling between your clit and your hole. weeps and sobs escape your lips at the feeling, you needed him and he was taking too long.

he was gonna let you rest for a bit but he was fucking ready for your sweet cunt. soo eager to feel your walls sucking him in. your actions encouraging him more. “fuck, such a needy girl.”

he rips your fingers from your aching hole and he fucks deep into you, pushing all the way in. your toes curled and your eyes squeezed shut as you scream his name. “SHIT FUCK FUCKK!!” his cock slipped in and out with such ease, he took himself all the way in and all the way out with each thrush, you suctioned his tip so well with every exit. zoros hands were on either side of you holding himself up while he fucks you.

“zoro i’m right there— fuck, just like that..” his breaths were deep “mm i- fuck i’m close too, i gotcya~.” his pace never faulting, fucking you hard.

you feel your second orgasm flutter in your cunt, squeezing harshly as you grind yourself against his cock, rushing to your release. “mmaah ah shhitt zo, gonna c-“

“fuckkkk, cream on my dick baby.” his fingers pinched the fat of your ass harshly as he fucked you into the table. your release consuming you, seeing white and hearing ringing in your ears. his high was perfectly timed with yours. pants and whimpers filling your immediate space. with a few final thrusts, he fills you up. white and clear creamy substance leaks from your stretched hole, you couldn’t hold him all in.

you were sticky and disgusting, spit and jizz was matted in your hair and your cunt was oozing liquid all the way down to your knees, zoro was a mess too. your bodies were dead but you both thought that maybe you should get out of there soon, post nut clarity thoughts flooded your minds. his jaw hung slack as he hurried to collect his things, fumbling with every movement. he couldn’t stand upright. the two of you threw on your filthy clothes and left the reminiscences of you juices in the tent, hoping no one would notice.

trafalgar law saw and heard the whole thing though.

“tsk.”

#one piece smut #roronoa zoro smut #zoro smut #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro x reader #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #zoro

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What would you say are your more controversial opinions about the hp characters?

ohhhh okayyy. i feel like my opinions on a lot of the characters aren’t controversial because i dont feel super strongly towards anyone in any negative light but here are some i could think of at the top of my head:

i’m glad the malfoys faced more extreme backlash after the second wizarding war. a lot of people in the fandom seem to be very sympathetic towards draco and scorpius for getting dogpiled with the brunt of it (which yeah, it sucks, especially for scorpius) but the prejudice makes complete make sense to me. if i was someone who didn’t know scorpius’ character, and had someone from my family get killed in the second war due to death eaters or something— seeing the malfoys still be wealthy and walk around freely without any jailtime, i would be bitter too. they’re hated on but they’re still one of the richest families ever, so they’ll live LOL

another anon has asked about this and i haven’t responded to them yet but when i do i will link it here for my reasons. basically: the best character in the cursed child is harry potter. i think the way they wrote his character and ptsd carried the play. it was def his story, not albus’.

i do think dumbledore has some aspects of him that may be considered morally gray, but mostly i dont think he is. he does everything for the good of the world, and his complete selflessness leads him to sacrifice anything for it— even himself and the people he loves, when necessary. i completely understand why people wouldn’t agree with his methods though.

james potter isn’t a sunshine character he’s a dickhead. fans of him made him a golden retriever character to be more palatable for modern times. i like him the way he is: an asshole and then less of an asshole 👍 this is what true stanning looks like

pansy parkinson is racist and out of all the female side characters, developing HER is so questionable from fandom

harry had questionable descriptions about a lot of male characters to make people think he could be a little 🏳️‍🌈 there was bill, there was sirius, there was cedric. but draco is not a part of that list. harry was not feeling draco whatsoever throughout the series but drarry shippers cling to that one ‘obsessed’ line

furthermore, harry rejecting draco’s offer of friendship wasn’t a sad or a ‘what if’ scene. draco was being a classist piece of shit and harry didnt want to fuck with that, there isnt any way in any timeline he wouldve accepted draco’s friendship.

slytherin sucks just generally lol. people want so bad to pluck anti-heroes out of a series that was written specifically with the mind to make all the characters suck.

hermione and ron’s drama isn’t as toxic as people make it out to be. yes, this includes the time hermione sent birds after him. people act like its the end of the world but she was tackling puberty and the end of society soooo i give her a pass to tweak out.

mostly every harry potter character has horrific names. like literally mostly everyone. even the name harry potter 🙁

movie romione wasn’t that bad LOL

severus snape’s ‘redemption’ or whatever was so ass. he bullies kids for five years and then everything is chill because… true love? on harry’s mum? are you kidding me 💀

weasley family angst goes hard but people (especially percy stans and some ron&ginny stans) acting like they’re the most toxic family to walk the earth make me want to rip my hair out and eat it. molly loves her kids guys shes not evil. jesus.

genuinely trying to think of more but i can’t right now…. maybe i will reblog and add to it. i feel like most of my opinions aren’t that controversial though 😭

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i hold it like a grudge - ch. 1

okayyy so I’m completely done with this fic! I’m editing my posts now, and I’m not sure if it’ll all get done tonight. Definitely tomorrow. Here’s the first chapter, hope you enjoy!

table of contents you have everything (you still want more)

To say you were blindsided would be a gross understatement.

You were metaphorically slapped in the face so hard that you feel like you have a broken neck due to whiplash.

Your boyfriend had been away for the week with his football team, and you hadn’t been able to go with him. So you’d done what any WAG would do and watched the match on his giant telly, all decked out in pale blue.

Life with Jamie Tartt as your boyfriend was great. You’d been dating since secondary school while he was in the academy. It was strange to go from chicken shop dates to meals that cost more than your rent. He’d promised to pay for your uni fees which was a godsend because there was no way you’d be able to afford it on your own. You both had a whole future planned together.

Which is why you’re shocked to see Jamie’s name in the papers, followed by the name Keeley Jones.

And a picture of them kissing.

You aren’t even googling him when you find out. You’re out for groceries of all things, groceries for his welcome-home dinner in a day and a half. His name catches your eye so you stop to smile at him before you realize what you’re looking at.

The world goes fuzzy, your gaze locked on their lips.

In a single moment, your world has been tilted completely on its head.

You find yourself in Jamie’s too-large flat, staring at your phone, willing yourself to press the green call button.

You take a shallow breath and hold the phone up to your ear. It rings once, twice, almost to the point where it’ll go to voicemail, but then you hear Jamie say, “What?”

“What?” you reply, “what do you mean, what? I should be the one asking you that? What the fuck are you doing kissing an instagram model??”

Jamie snorts and says four words that cause your heart to drop like a stone.

“We’re broken up, babe.”

Your breath is coming in too fast and too shallow. “When were you going to tell me that we fucking broke up? And don’t call me babe!” you choke out.

Jamie says, “Thought it were implied,” in a dismissive voice. It’s foreign to you. He’s never spoke to you- to anyone like this before.

“Right, okay, yeah, makes total sense. I find out we’ve broken up after seeing you in the papers with another girl,” you retort.

“Glad it’s finally clicking,” Jamie says. It’s strange how much he can hurt you, even through the phone.

A voice calls him in the background, a voice you presume belongs to Keeley Jones, and then there’s silence. He’s hung up.

You stare at your phone for a long, long time.

—

All you can think about is what you did wrong. You comb Jamie’s flat for anything that belongs to you, shove it into your car, and drive back to your own, too-small too-crowded flat.

You wonder if you were too clingy as you carefully fold up every Man City kit. You think it’s possible you weren’t affectionate enough as you stack every polaroid photo. You wonder if maybe it has to do with your physical appearance as you hunt for scissors and some matches.

You try to make yourself not care as you burn the photos and cut up the shirts.

Your hands linger over a maroon away kit. It was always your favorite, and for a moment you consider keeping it.

Then you remember Jamie saying, glad it’s finally clicking as though you never meant anything, so you grab the scissors and cut it into shreds.

—

Uni is out of the question. There is absolutely no way you’re going to be able to afford it so you start two full-time jobs.

Every day feels like a struggle to breathe. You get out of bed and tell yourself I can do this as you get ready for work and tighten your budget. The drowning feeling never quite goes away, but the months pass all the same.

You’re grateful that although you don’t save a lot of money, you’re able to pay your bills on time. Your flatmates generally leave you alone when you’re home, but you’ve found ice cream in the freezer with your name on it that you know you didn’t buy. They’ll place a blanket over you every time you fall asleep on the couch, and fervently ban all Manchester City merchandise from entering the flat.

Breakthrough comes in the form of a gift.

A literal gift, and one you’re giving, not receiving.

It’s a set of earrings for a friend, hoops with her name set around them. She wears them to work exactly once, and the next thing you know, orders are pouring in.

It’s enough that you quit one job, then the next, then hire both flatmates to help you in the evenings. Pretty soon, there’s an opportunity for you to open a small shop in a part of London. You get a larger flat (all to yourself!) and before long, Manchester blue no longer haunts you.

—

The bell above the door rings, signifying a customer.

“Hi, you okay?” you say from behind the counter. You turn around and lock eyes with Keeley Jones, followed by Jamie Tartt.

Just breathe.

Jamie looks spooked, well, he looks spooked to you. Not sure if anyone else would know his expressions well enough to catch the shock cross his face. Keeley smiles brightly, and you can see that same adoring look you used to have. Maybe a little muted, she’s more mature than you were, so she probably understands her role in this relationship. Enjoy it while you can, get out before it hurts.

You can’t think about it now so before Jamie can ruin anything more you decide to play dumb and fucking introduce yourself as though your ex-boyfriend and the woman he shagged behind your back aren’t in your safe space that you created to escape him.

Keeley didn’t know, you remind yourself, except at this point it’s more of a prayer of faith hingeing on Jamie’s apparent selfish nature. There’s a good chance he didn’t mention you, a far cry from the boy who used to follow you grocery shopping because he liked to be with you (and so he could slip his card in the register before you had a chance to protest).

“Hi, I’m Keeley,” she says with a smile. “This one’s Jamie, but you’ll be hearing more about him I’m sure. He’s a footballer on loan to AFC Richmond, and he’s fucking brilliant on the pitch.”

You copy her smile. “How can I help you?”

“I saw your earrings on instagram, and I absolutely had to get some. Then when we moved here, I wanted to see your shop! And this one said he’d get them for me, isn’t that sweet?”

Keeley wraps herself around Jamie’s arm, oblivious to the way he can’t figure out how to react.

He settles on a nod and a grunt, so you pull out different hoop sizes and letter fonts, and get to work.

She settles on gold, with tiny letters spelling Keeley.

“They’ll be ready for pickup in three days,” you say, ushering them out the door.

Keeley hasn’t stopped smiling this whole time and in contrast, Jamie hasn’t stopped frowning, but they’ve made their purchase and are headed down the street.

The moment they’re well and truly gone, you pull out your phone and Google, Jamie Tartt richmond. The top results are all about his loan from City to AFC Richmond, your Richmond; your escape is no longer an escape. It’s only a matter of time before his face is plastered all around town. The thought of it turns your stomach.

But there’s no way you’ll ever see him.

So you get through your day like normal, head back home, and play too-loud music through your headphones as you cook dinner. By the time it’s ready, you’re dancing to Islands in the Stream with all worries about Jamie firmly banished from your mind.

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#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt fanfiction #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt x y/n #jamie tartt x you #jamie tartt #ted lasso

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HIHIHI IDK IF URE STILL TAKIJG REQUEST BUT IF U ARE, ATUSHI,DAZAI AND RANPO MAKING READER CRY? (gender neutral or fem is great if that’s okayyy) TAKE CARE 😘💞💓 make sure ure eating drinking sleeping and all that jazz 🫶🫶

featuring: atsushi; dazai; ranpo (separately tw: mild descriptions of violence/injury in atsushi's part, crying, dazai typical suicide jokes/discussion of them in his part, "angel" as a pet name, swearing (from me) type: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort pronouns used: none (no use of "belladonna") (dazai flirts with another woman but god dammit that man is BISEXUAL. reader is gn) a/n: YIPPEEE THREE OF MY BEST BOYS!! and tysm im actually coming down with some kindof sickness my dad has covid so i hope its. not that LMAO but thank you <333 i'm going to bed after i write this!

under the cut for length <3 i may have gotten a LITTLE carried away with dazai DHAGHDG

ATSUSHI

is it even possible for this dude to make you cry, genuinely? he's such a caring boyfriend that he second guesses just about everything he says in case it could somehow offend you

it's partially adorable and partially annoying

so, him hurting you is pretty much out of the question. so how the hell does this sweetheart end up making you cry??

by getting hurt

he gets beaten within an inch of his life in yet another accidental run-in with akutagawa, and you have to drag him out of that situation as fast as you can, carrying him all the way to the ada

kunikida opens the door, notices your tear-stained face first and then atsushi's limp body flung over your shoulder, and calls for yosano immediately. she arrives in under three seconds, scooping him up and rushing him to her infirmary.

and now, all you can do is wait

hours after the incident, after yosano informs everyone that he'll most likely pull through, you try to get some work done. but with your boyfriend having just nearly been killed, it's pretty much impossible.

ranpo is so worried about how distressed you look that he offers you a pocky stick. you accept it and eat it, but it doesn't taste like anything.

your thanks is half-hearted.

you're sitting there in front of your google doc, eyes tired and red from sobbing earlier. there are three words written on what's supposed to be an incident report. kunikida sighs, pats you on the back, and takes your laptop away from you, telling you he'll take care of it.

that's when yosano gently re-enters the main room, calling you over

atsushi is sitting upright in bed, eyes misty. as soon as he sees you, he tries to sit up even more. yosano snaps at him.

the thing you want to do more than anything is jump into his arms and cry into his chest, but you don't want to risk hurting him even more. so, instead, you opt to gently sit on the edge of his bed and wrap your arms around him.

both of you start crying again, and atsushi promises he'll be more careful next time.

DAZAI

oh good lord . what did he do this time

jokingly flirting with yet another woman and asking if she'll do a double suicide with him again? yeah, that'll do it.

as always, his newest mark turns him down, skittering away as quickly as possible. you don't blame her.

"how come you keep asking people to commit suicide with you?"

"hm?" he doesn't seem to understand, flashing you that head-empty smile. he's completely enamored with you, you can tell, but then... why is he still up to his stupid habits?

"i mean, you're with me now. are you still really looking for someone to die with you?"

"well, you keep saying no, so what am i supposed to do~?"

it's a joke, you can tell. it's always a joke, except when it isn't, and with dazai, really, who can tell?

you don't want him to run off and end his life with some lady he met fifteen minutes ago. and they all reject him anyway, but what if, one day, one of them doesn't? would he be caught off guard and admit he was teasing? or would he not even miss a beat and actually go through with it?

the thought of him just leaving you without warning is so distressing, your eyes start to tear up. you thought you were done with this.

immediately, dazai notices. his eyebrows furrow and his expression immediately sobers.

"hey, angel, what's wrong?"

through tears, you have to explain everything to him. how much he means to you, and how little you feel that it seems that he could throw you and the rest of his life away at the drop of a hat. how you can never tell if he's joking, if he means it, if he's teasing. how much you just want him to stay with you and never leave.

he's taken aback. for a fraction of a second, dazai's eyes widen and he's left at a complete loss for words.

of course, as always, he regains his composure almost immediately, pulling you in as close as he can to his chest and rubbing circles into your back.

"i thought you knew you meant too much to me for me to do that," he murmurs, his voice as low and soothing as he can muster. "i'm so sorry, i didn't realize how much this was bothering you. i won't do it anymore, i promise. and you never have to worry about me leaving you like that. i can't just throw all this away! you're everything."

and he holds you like that for as long as you need before taking you back home.

RANPO

this man and his fucking candy i swear to god

it's always a bargain with him. you want a kiss? okay, but you owe him a lollipop. hugs? while he's working? you'd better have a cookie ready.

honestly, it's almost as if he's doing it just for you. like he doesn't love the affection just as much as you do, if not even more

ranpo enters every request of him with the mindset of it being a trade. instead of both of you receiving a kiss, it's your request, so he deserves something in return.

it's stupid is what it is (in a complete contrast to ranpo himself)

"i'm not giving you a lollipop, ranpo. you either get a hug, or you don't."

"fine, i guess i don't then. suit yourself." he spins his chair back around and gets back to typing, making a point of only using his index fingers to go as slowly as possible

"this is stupid, ranpo."

he swivels back around, his eyes open and giving you one of the most piercing expressions you've seen from him thus far.

"stupid? it's not stupid, it's just the way i do things. if you want a hug so bad, go to kunikida for all i care. besides, you should know better. if my own way sounds stupid to you, that means you're the dumb one. i'm just taking advantage of an opportunity; nobody said you had to get all fussy about it. just get back to work and leave me alone."

it stings! i mean, this is your boyfriend, who, despite being selfish at times, is usually one of the sweetest and most caring people you've met. just because of a lollipop? and you're the stupid one?

you feel like crying.

oh. you are crying?

you hadn't even noticed, and you weren't even sure why - this type of thing was usually something you should be able to suck up and give ranpo the silent treatment about.

but you're crying?

ranpo notices from the corner of his eye, and immediately feels insanely guilty

so of course he makes a show out of it.

"wait! there's something wrong! something doesn't add up!"

he stands up on his chair, procuring his glasses from his pocket and flashily but delicately placing them on his face.

"my lovely partner is crying! which can only mean one thing. it seems... in this singular, incredibly improbable situation... i, the world's greatest detective.... am wrong!"

he drops back down to sit cross legged on his chair again, puting his glasses back into his pocket.

"i'm really sorry, i didn't think this would upset you so much. i'll give you as many hugs as you want from now on."

#gubbiiscool #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #atsushi x reader #ranpo x reader #atsushi nakajima #osamu dazai #ranpo edogawa #gn!reader #atsushi bsd #dazai bsd #ranpo bsd

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greycaelum · 10 months

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Hi! Could you maybe make something protective Satoru-like? Maybe the reader is bothered by some drunken while coming back home?

Overall just angsty-fluff with comfort. Your style of writing is really to my liking and I've been thinking of taking a request for a while. I hope its not too much ❤️

Kaleidoscope Series—Love Me Now, Love Me Never Chapters: { Tipsy }

—Gojo Satoru X Sorcerer Reader

𑁍 Synopsis:

"You sure you don't need me to drive and pick you up later? It's a den full of wolves." Satoru crossed his arms, leaning on the doorframe as he watch you wear the Jimmy Choo black pumps fitting your Friday night fashion for a girl's night out. "Satoru, baby. You don't know how to drive." You looked at him and sighed. "Y'know I don't need to drive, I can just whisk you away in a second back to bed!" He gasps dramatically and argued.

𑁍 Genre: mild angst to comfort, sfw (mild suggestive content)

𑁍 WC/CW/TW: (1.3k)—/ alcohol, suggestive violence (not towards reader), the reader being bothered in the club—/

𑁍 A/N: Hi sweetheart, I hope you like this one. Drunk trope isn't my forte but it was fun writing this, better late than never —Grey,

Having a Gojo Satoru as a boyfriend means there's often a 6'3 giant lurking around you. Or if he's unavailable, undoubtedly one of his subordinates is tailing you in the shadows. It's a compromise you both reached knowing your lover has many enemies and it's for your protection too. Satoru won't take it kindly if ever something to you. He will lose it.

"Satoru, baby. You don't know how to drive." You looked at him and sighed.

"Y'know I don't need to drive, I can just whisk you away in a second back to bed!" He gasps dramatically and argued.

You giggled and threw your arms around Satoru's neck. Satoru won't have to admit it, but you have him wrapped around your finger.

"Call me when you wanna come home, 'kay?"

"Okayyy~"

That was the plan... Until Utahime started wailing about still having no prospects for marriage even at her age. Shoko is too busy having a drinking contest with herself and you... well, Satoru's lightweight tendencies must be rubbing on you. Just one glass of margarita and you can tell that you are already tipsy, two more shots and you knew that was enough for tonight.

"Mei-san can I leave the two of them to you? I'll go home, I'm feeling a little lightheaded."

"I don't mind. Should I call Gojo for you?"

"No need, I'll call him. See you around Mei-san."

You made your way through the bar. It's so loud with the full-blast speaker and people dancing on the stage, some are getting a little more frisky in the open.

Did Satoru also go through this kind as a teen? You know he doesn't drink but did he ever go to a bar too? Did he also make out with some random girls and do the deed? Did he also—?

The dark thoughts are suddenly attacking you from all directions.

"Hey Miss, you look so lonely, care to spend some time with me?" A tall guy approached you, just from his scent you could tell he was wasted.

"No, I'm on my way home. Don't bother me." You stumbled a little but managed to grab onto the nearest wall to support yourself. Damn, maybe you should've stayed home instead.

"Awee c'mon, going home?" hiccup "Your cat at home got no tuna or somethin'?"

Fuck, the liquor in your veins is starting to get dizzying.

"Her cat is actually a territorial one. Now, fuck off from my woman."

The familiar cool spicy scent overpowered the bitter taste of liquor surrounding you, your body collided with a hard chest and a hand over your shoulder guided you close to his side.

"Hey, hold on to me alright pretty girl? 'M gonna get us home in a second."

True to his words, you feel the ground melting from your feet and in a second landed back on the floor of your home. There's a faint aroma of the chicken noodles you love.

"Satoru..." A small whine like a child escaped your sealed lips. You don't have the energy to wash up or even take off your clothes. You just brought up your arms asking for a carry.

"Y'know, you're too spoiled." Satoru sighed and hugged you while your feet clumsily took off your black pumps and left them there.

Satoru watch his girl act like a baby, whiny and more needy than usual as he carried her to the sofa and brought the warm mug of noodle soup to her hands.

"I told you to call me. What if I didn't come?"

Satoru helps you take off your makeup and at the back, he's running the water in the tub for you. He wants to scold you but the sight of your hazy eyes and flush cheeks will only evoke something else other than anger in him.

"Liar..." You slurred. "You always come even if I don't call..."

It's the perks of having a sober man who is too protective to let you go in a den of wolves as he would often phrase it, and yet still supportive enough to let you go on a girl's night out.

You don't wanna get used to him being a superman in your life but he does show up at the split second before the pinch. And you can't help but be complacent at the thought Satoru will always be there to catch you. Selfish... You silently berated yourself and finished the second mug of soup.

You stared at Satoru who is now drying your hair after a quick bath you had. The thoughts from earlier came running back to you.

Satoru set down the blower and that's when you turn around and crawled between his legs, your noses hit as you took his glasses down and stare into his cerulean orbs.

"Babe... wanna get frisky with me?"

"B-Baby?" Satoru uncharacteristically stuttered at the sudden aggressiveness, but he easily recovered and look down at your plump lips that seems to invite him to take a bite.

"Uhmp!" You gasped and felt yourself being rolled into a burrito roll towards your side of the bed and Satoru patting your head before he drop a kiss on your forehead.

"Ask that question again when your sober, you drunkard." Satoru chuckled at your pout and frown.

"'m not a drunkard! Satoru you coward!" But no matter how you spite him Satoru merely shrugs and gently pats you to sleep.

He watches you murmur empty threats with that feisty mouth towards him while he hums and lets you tire yourself out with the liquor in your veins still making your thoughts fuzzy. He thinks you're really cute when you're drunk, and if he was a lesser man he doubts he'll have the strength not to rail you all night.

But Satoru doesn't like the thought of doing it when you're barely sober to give him decent permission. So he painfully stuffs a pillow between the two of you while you're rolled in the blanket as he shushes you to sleep.

The next day, you woke up almost rolling down the bed to free yourself from the blanket. Satoru was already downstairs. He looks at you with a knowing smirk as you approach him for a morning hug and kiss.

"Hey, ask me the question again, Baby." Satoru hugged you as if he could press you any closer to him when even a thread can't pass between the two of you.

You could feel the fast beating of his heart against your chest.

"... What question 'Toru?" You pat his back and look at him. Did you ask something weird last night?

"..." Satoru stopped swaying you and frowns before running his hand over his face.

"Eh? Did I do something while I'm drunk?" What's with his reaction? You tried going back to your memory but you can't remember anything more than him giving you chicken noodle soup.

"This is why I don't drink." Satoru huffs and pouts at you. You're hopeless when you're drunk. Satoru looks at your (his) clothes. His shirt looks oversized in your frame running down to your mid-thighs while your hair falls freely to your back, your legs are in his full view, plump and full to his touch while you wiggle your bare toes in the warm insulated flooring.

"Hey Baby... wanna get frisky with me?" He rasped, tipsy with you.

—GreyCaelum

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

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gettinshiggywithit · 7 months

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「“ᴍʀ & ᴍʀꜱ”」

Scenario :- “hmmm what about something like being kuni's housewife idk i just want him to come home and eat my meals” ( @diagonal-queen )

Pairing :- kunikida x wife!reader

Genre:- fluff!

Type:- headcannons!

TW:- mentions of sex but no actual nsfw!

A/N :- here’s a little something i did for @diagonal-queen!Hope y’all like it!

Okayyy so you wanna be MRS kunikida huh?

Let’s see what it’ll be like!

First off if you actually make the cut? Congratulations!

You’ve effectively beat out 99.99% of the women population 😭

But no fr if u and Kunikida actually get hitched that means you are his perfect person.

No matter what flaws you have or you think you have,to him it’s all immaterial.

And if you ever get down,remember he chose you!

If you guys get hitched and you wanna be a housewife he’s all for it!

Its very classic, if u know what i mean.

And he kinda likes that at least this one thing could be simple(in his not-at-all-simple life)

Let’s go back to your wedding day shall we?

Okay imagine after a beautiful ceremony yall go back to your room and then have the most romantic night ever.

Just you and him in each other’s company~

After that you move into his apartment and settle down.

Kunikida is a hard working lad so he most probably won’t be around much after your honeymoon.

He goes to work everyday without fail and comes back home to you,also without fail. (Although sometimes he’s a little more scraped up and scarred than usual)

He texts you to see if you’re okay during his breaks and always lets you know when he’s goin on a mission and where.

If he needs to cut communications cos it could interfere with the mission,he tells you and reassures you that everything would be alright

And honestly youre only worried about his and his colleagues safety.

Cos like let’s be real, a relationship with Kunikida would be secure af! Because we all KNOW he would never cheat!

On days where he gets days off he still works at home🥲 (im sorry but buddy NEEDSS to have his stuff in order

But when he’s done he spends his time with you.

Whether it be baking,watching a movie or your favorite show,or just cuddling or vibing,yall are together.

And lemme tell you mans is talll

He’d be the big spoon when cuddling btw!

Oh and on days when he does work he looks forward to coming home to you and unwinding~

Oh and he LOVESS your cooking!

It reminds him of his childhood and it’s just that good.

One time you suggest packing him some lunch for work and he later got sooo much shit from dazai (that bandaged bugget was making kissy faces and shit and jusy not letting mans eat!)

One time dazai sneaks a bite and then he’s like “okay yeah no i get it now”

(buddy takes a bite and says, serious as ever, “Kunikida…this food is truly magnificent! Please tell y/n to make me some on the day before my suicide🥰. He gets promptly whacked on the head☺️)

Oh and this man can COOK

in any instance where youre tired or dont feel like cooking,mans has got it!

Makes a simple yet delicious meal and astounds you~

OH! And imagine for your anniversaries he gives you a card and as you open it he says “doppo poet!” And he turns it into a mini bouquet! (And when i say mini,i mean it.remember guys he can only summon stuff that are smaller than or the size of his notebook!)

Oh and he never forgets important dates😌

He’s a little new to romance but is surprisingly good!

And when it comes to more intimate times, he knows exactly what to do and how to make it enjoyable for the both of you

(ROMANCE AND/OR EROTICA READING KUNIKIDA!!!!)

And in conclusion,

He’d literally be the best husband ever.all parents wish their daughters could marry him

And here you were! Doing just that!

I wish y’all the best frr♥️♥️

Tagging: - @kemis-world @diagonal-queen

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i was wandering if i could request a annabeth x femreader angst without a happy ending? Like for refrence annabeth breaks it off between them and the reader like dies if that makes sense???? Anyways dont feel pressured to and thank you for your time<3

Okayyy sure. This is kind of my first time writing so it might not be good. After this, please send some tips on how i could improve.

Enjoy😭

You slam your cabin door, tucking yourself in bed as your feelings overwhelm you. You feel tears building up in your eyes as you try to prevent them falling.

Unknowingly, you started to sob.

Annabeth had meant a lot to you, and she had said she cared for you too. If so, why had she shut you out, why would she broke things of so abruptly. It was like you were talking to a completely different person, her eyes had lost their sparkle, and she was nothing but rude and impertinent.

She had been so happy a few hours before, but you hadn't known what had gone wrong. Before you could think more on the matter you noticed one of your cabinmates stirring in their sleep. You decided to quiet down and sleep it off.

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The next morning, you woke up tired and sad. A lot of your friends had noticed and found it weird. You were always so energetic and bubbly. Eventually, you just started to ignore all the worried glances coming your way. Until you were approached by two close friends.

"Y/n are you okay?"

You looked up to saw Percy with a worried looking Grover by his side. You let out a huff of frustration and sadness, building up the discipline to not break down in tears.

"Im okay, just having a bad day" you said giving them a tight lipped smile.

They didnt seem to believe you much as Grover placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Are you sure?" Grover asked, his voice filled with uncertainty. You nodded quietly and for a few minutes, you three stood there in awkard silence; Grover's hand still on your shoulder.

Grover cleared his throat, making you arch an eyebrow. He elbowed Percy in the gut, very obviously hinting him to say something. Percy grunted out, giving Grover a dirty look.

"Does this have anything to do with Annabeth?" You were quiet as you looked at anything but them. You eyes soon started to water as your two friends pulled you into a comforting hug. She appreciated them, but she didnt want anyone seeing her weak.

"Thanks guys for your support, but i need some space to properly process this." You broke aways from them, not waiting for a response.

Walking back to your cabin, you bump into someone making you fall flat on your ass. You apologize quickly to the person looking up. Only to come face to face with Annabeth. You both stared into the others eyes. Before anyone of you could say a word, loud screams were heard. You both ran towards them.

Running up to Percy and Grover, your eyes come in contact with a Minotaur. The stench of rotten flesh wafts around the air, making you scruch your nose.

The monstrous creature roared out, its skin rough and dirty. With its head bent low, and nostrils flared, it charged towards Annabeth. Without thinking you did the only thing that came to your mind at the time.

You grabbed a spear from Grover running directly at the half human half bull. You got on top of the wild beast, stabbing it in its back. The Minotaur started to aggressively move around, desperately trying to throw you off of itself. Your legs lose their bearing around its torso as your hands grip tightly onto the spear.

You hope for the best as your body is left flinging around in the air. For a moment it became fun, until the spear slips out of your fingers. You grasp the air for a surface, grabbing onto the Minotaurs left horn. The terrifying creature turns its head to the side, throwing your chest directly unto its right horn.

You cry out in pain as tears fall past you eyes. The Minotaur shakes its head in hopes of getting you off its horn. This sends you flying into a wooden table, breaking it into pieces, leaving you bleeding out onto the grass.

The last thing you hear is hurried footsteps and Annabeth yelling out your name.

Then everything goes black.

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GUYSS

My first storyy. Idk if it's good or not, but i think i tried.

It's kind if short, but who cares.

Send more requests.

Thanks for reading, and please dont foget to send your tips on how i could write better.

Or other ways you would like me to write...

Bye😘

#annabeth chase #annabeth chase x reader #percy pjo #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #pjo series #annabeth chase x y/n #annabeth

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vipersiia · 1 year

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XYX HEADCANONS

i have recently joined the bloomic discord and talked abt xyx, with,,, so many people and here r my headcanons, there are,,, a Lot of them and they are so so so fluffy i promise

OKAY SO FIRST OF ALL - he has such a thing for petnames, and will Melt if u reciprocate

absolute pro at not being able to take what he can dish out, dont fret though, he absolutely builds a tolerance

ironically uses terrible pet-names in public, if you use some on him he Will make it a competition and he Will win ("snookums here wants a refund on this." "yes sorry, mcdreamy here said it didn't look good on me" "oh schmoopy , how you wound me i did not sa that")

xyx is such a people-pleaser, so he Knows what you like and what you don't, he'll keep an eye on your expressions subtly ("hey babe why is there so much snack you really like in our pantry?" "it was on sale!")

he will Spoil you, he's not the type to spend a lot of money on himself but on You?? oh you better watch out

still careful with his money but if you're eyeing that bag, or pair of shoes, or poster, he will buy it for you.

even if you off-handedly comment wanting something, expect it in your arms Soon ("i saw this really cool poster at the mall today?" "oh really? what did it look like doll?" "it was like, of my favourite character holding their love interest" "oh thats very cool" schemes)

will absolutely do the evil villain chair in dark thing with Cat if you come home late ("i've been,, expecting you" "babe its 1 am what are you doing up?")

he knows your favourite drink, exactly how you like it, and it tastes perfect everytime. YOU NEVER TOLD HIM EITHER, he just had you try a buncha things and watched your reactions ("hey love, im trying out a new recipe, wanna try?" "of course!")

dont think about it but seeing him playing with cat, watching the muscles in his arm flex??? him Noticing you noticing and flexing a lil harder, before going all out, Cat meowing indignantly over his bicep???

stop thinking about xyx coming home from work, seeing you and Cat cuddling on the couch?? being so in love that he scored someone as amazing as you?? he is just, so so so, in love with you at the moment?? that he just, comes over, picking u both up and twirlin you around. Cat immediately, outraged bats him the face but he doesn't notice because you're giggling so hard rn

if he's meeting your parents??? ohhh be prepared, he is such a smooth talker and hes Proud. He comes in, nicest most neutral cologne, nice powersuit, a subtle chain necklace with your initial???

he is All smooth talk, keepin an eye out for any cues of like or dislike on topics, always complimenting whoever cooked

when getting to the Interrogation? oh he's Ready ("so what do you do for a living" "oh well i work as a lawyer, it makes me elated to be able to provide for mc like i can" "nice, nice" *visibly impressed*)

the car ride home after??? oh he is Menace, he is all grins, puffin out his chest like a bird ("doll they loOoooveee me" "did you see that? arent you proud love?") you're gonna have to keep saying yes but its okayyy because you're both sickeningly in love with eachother

him being hella cheesy, tellin u one day ("hey doll, i bet i can hold the entire universe in my hands" "what??") and immediately cupping your face??? pulling you into a soft kiss??

you keeping that in ur mind,,, ready to strike back?? sitting on the couch with him laying between them, cheek pressed into your thigh as you both play with Cat? when Cat leaves, leaning down and cupping his face in your hands??? ("you are so gorgeous babe") and he goes Red (mc - 1 / xyx - 4million), his breath Stops.

leaning down to kiss him??? catching him even more off-guard?? absolute knock-out. he tries so hard to play it off ("ill never be as gorgeous as you doll") but being sooo off his game? so caught off guard??

a sunshower happening, cue you, dancing in the rain like a madman??? him coming over and seeing you?? glad u cant see him because he is Positive he looks so sappy rn. eventually meeting his eye?? running up to him and grabbing him by the hand?? leading him into the rain?? he immediately takes over the dance, spinnin and twirlin you around.

pulling you into his arms?? arms resting on your hips as you grab him by the face?? pulling him into a kiss???? laughter breaking out between you two, as he peppers your face in kisses??

doing research on filipino wedding customs, finding out that you traditionally ask the parents for their blessing

ASKING XYX'S PARENTS FOR THEIR BLESSING?? going over to their house for a dinner plan, getting him distracted and asking his parents for their blessing??? planning the wedding with them??? burning the unity candle?? the rice toss?? the money dance???

at the altar, can't even get though the first line of his vows before he cries ( "and i, xyx tak-" *literally sobbing*)

DOING HARANA FOR HIM??? getting all the members of the bloomic server to participate, as you sing his praises? good at singing or not he is so choked up in giggly, hands over face ugly bawling

lighting the unity candle with him is a whole ordeal, neither of you can stay still long enough to keep the flame steady, almost lighting the tablecloth on fire

him holding you as close as you can fit against him?? teary eyed all over again because wow, he cant believe that you really wanted to marry him??

post first dance, as the night wanes, hiding behind the couples table, on the floor, in his arms??? as he feeds u mango sticky rice and vice versa???

sayin sum cheesy shit like ("oops i missed a spot, hold still love") before leaning in for a kiss??? not realizing the photographer AND videograper saw this and got it all in 4k??

the discord prompts that inspired me, thank u i luv u all(real)

#viper.txts #blooming panic #bloomic #xyx #blooming panic xyx #xyx bp #xyx x reader #headcanons

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hueningoo-archive · 2 years

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half-asleep .. chan x reader

★☆ : fluff

★☆ : decided to write something for channie! hope you guys like it lol. i didnt know how to end it so i hope its okayyy (please dont flop LMFAOO)

you know chan always comes home late. staying after hours in the studio practically becoming a normal thing; hell- it is a normal thing. of course, you always try to stay up for him. you've stayed up till ungodly hours just waiting for chan to come home. you know how hard he works but damn..

you look over to the side table next to you, your phone lit up with a text message. you pick up your phone and smile,

10:00pm, channie💗 : "might be a little late to get home. make sure not to stay up late.. get good rest, okay? love u"

although chan always says this, you never end up sleeping. even when you try to you just end up tossing and turning in bed, anyways.

2am, no notifications. that message from chan was 6 hours ago. chan probably thought you were asleep by now, huh? but really you were just staring at the tv, waiting and waiting for your boyfriend to get home.

you felt wide awake, but your slowly drooping eyelids said otherwise- just begging to close. but no- you cant close your eyes until chan gets home. you want to be there to greet him when he comes back, like always! he doesnt like it when you get no sleep like this, but you cant help it.

'god.. when's channie getting home?' you think to yourself, turning on your phone to look at the time. yeah.. a little late he said. this is way more than a little late! turning off your phone, you sighed and leaned into the couch.

although.. you cant really blame him for being so late- you just wish he wasn't late all the time. although, he is an idol and its kinda bound to happen anyways.

"maybe i could just rest my eyes..." you say to yourself as you lay down on the couch, closing your eyes.

2:15 am, you hear the door to your apartment unlock however, you cant bring yourself to open your eyes. the door shuts and you can hear chan take off his shoes and walk into the living room where your on the couch.

"baby? you asleep?" he whispers, making sure not to wake you if you really are asleep. you groan in response, smiling a little. chan smiles sheepishly, "why are you still up?"

"only half up.." you slur out and he laughs, intertwining his fingers with yours and picking you up, bringing you to the shared bedroom and placing you on the bed, tucking you into the covers.

"im gonna go shower, sleep well okay?" he kisses your forehead and starts to leave, but you hold onto him.

"stay- for a little." you say, looking up at him and who is he to say no to someone as adorable as you? chan makes his way into the bed, pulling you close.

"i missed you." you confess as you stuff your head into chans chest.

"i missed you too." he pets your head as you drift off into a deep sleep.

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butterwasteland · 6 months

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Sterek

Okayyy another one, exact same thing. Young Derek goes with Stiles to Scott's house to wait for him. Goes like this: Stiles opens the door to Scott's house, with a younger version of Derek following. "We're just gonna wait here for Scott." Stiles gestures around with his pointer finger. "We're gonna sit here quietly and we are not gonna call or talk to anyone." The lanky pale boy stated putting emphasis on the 'anyone'. The younger version of Derek follows, "Do I talk to you?" he asks. "No." "Good." "Fine." Stiles agreed, getting annoyed. "Who's gonna talk to him?" Derek asked gesturing towards Scott's dad, who was holding up a brown paper bag, clearly filled with takeout food. Stiles made a sound of surprise which turned into an unsatisfied hum. "Are you getting taller?" He asked rhetorically while gesturing with his hand at the man. "What are you guys doing here?" The McCall father asked. Younger Derek glances at Stiles exasperated expression while answering. "Waiting for Scott." "I bought extra, you guys hungry?" Special Agent McCall, Scott's dad asked while placing the takeout bag onto the table. "Yeah." "No. No we're not hungry." Stiles insisted. "No, I'm starving." The younger version of sourwolf stated. Stiles points at Derek. "Neither of us are hungry. Thanks, though." The Stilinski kid said with a slight smile. Agent McCall, nods and puts his hands in his pants pockets. "Okay, well if you're not hungry Stiles. You're friend can still eat with us." Scott's dad said. "What's your name?" "Derek Ha-" "Derek Hall," Stiles pointed to the younger version of Derek while the confused werewolf gave Stiles a weird look. "Its uh... my boyfriend Derek Hall." Stiles wrapped his arm around Derek's shoulder, with an awkward smile. Young Derek stared a little dumbfoundly at Stiles before smiling awkwardly too. "From eh... Mexico, so." Stiles pronounced the 'x' like a 'h', as he patted the shoulder his arm rested on before withdrawing his hand. Scott's dad pursed his lips and nodded. "Es usted natural de Mexico, Derek?" "Oh my god." Stiles expressed as he both realised what he had said and how Agent McCall was speaking Mexican to Derek. "No soy nativo, uh... sino que pase un monton de tempo alli." Derek replied while Stiles was looking more shocked and confused by the second. "Fantastic." Mr McCall praised. "Eggroll?" "Hell yeah." Derek said with a genuine smile. "Hahaa." Stiles laughed drily, in disbelief that A, he had called Derek his boyfriend and Scott's dad actually believed him and B, that he was lucky enough that Derek spoke Mexican.

Then during the dinner, Scott's dad asks about their relationship and how they met. Later when Derek confronts Stiles, he asks about being boyfriends because when Stiles lied about that there was no telltales.

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #sterek is eternal #stiles x derek #young!sterek #youngderek #teendered #young!derek #young derek hale imagine

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wishitweresummer · 5 months

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Silly

Sitting Pretty (Chapter One)

Word count: 888

Dream loved his collar. It was simple and classic. Green and thick with a big black buckle on the front of it. Sapnap and George had picked it out for him and it was absolutely perfect. It fit him well and when he or one of his boyfriends buckled it around his neck he filled with pride. It was something in his instincts controlling his emotions around it. It’s not exactly like it made him feel owned, it’s that he felt at peace. Safe. Like a piece of his boyfriends were with him and secure around his neck. He loved its color and he felt pretty with it on. When he managed to wear it in public and it dragged gazes to him, he felt proud.

George and Sapnap didn’t share the same sentiment about him wearing his collar out in public.

“Dream you are being ridiculous!”, George yelled.

“It shouldn’t even matter to you guys! Leave me alone.”, Dream huffed, shaking off George’s hand and heading into the living room.

George loved his own collar. He really did. But, he would never wear it out in public. Not everyone was animal-hybrids like them, and out of the ones who were, most wouldn’t call attention to it by behaving animal-like in public. Therefore, there was no way they were letting Dream go out with that damn collar on.

“Sapnap! Get him!”, he yelled. There was a loud thump as Sapnap leaped from the couch and tackled Dream down before he could get to the door. “Let’s go!!!”, he yelled. The two fought on the floor in a flurry of shouts and giggles; the situation being so ridiculous.

“Get it, George!”. Sapnap grabbed Dream’s wrists and was just barely holding him down. “Hurry! He’s fucking strong!!”. George raced over and plopped down above the squirmy dog-hybrid. Dream whined as he failed to snap his wrists out of the hold and George made a move for the collar. Skinny fingers prodded at his sensitive neck as he tried to figure out how to undo the buckle.

“No!!”, Dream cried out before bursting into laughter. He scrunched up and tried to squirm away.

“Stay still!!”. George grinned over at Dream’s excited tail thumping against the ground. “Oh, a little ticklish?”, he teased. He slid his fingers along the collar to make him squeak and dug fully into where his shoulders met his neck to make him laugh harder.

“Stop!!”. Dream squealed. “I won’t wear it!! Lemme go!!”. He scrunched up, frantic laughter pouring out of him.

“You always do this, Dream! You need to be trained!!”, Sapnap teased, holding down his wrists easier now that the dog-boy was weak with laughter.

“Tickle tickle!”, George sang, pinching softly at the sensitive area. Dream howled with laughter.

“Please!!! I’m sorry!!!”, he begged.

George crawled his sneaky hands back up and unbuckled the collar, tossing it and trailing his fingertips around the newly exposed area. Dream tittered with giggles.

“You guys suck!!”. He whipped his head back and forth and tugged his arms down hard enough to break free from Sapnap’s twelve-fingered grip.

“Hey!”.

A scuffle broke out as Dream shoved forward and bear hugged Sapnap. George tickled into his sides to make him release the other with a squeal and they quickly fell into a heap on the floor.

“Silly puppy!”, Sapnap hugged Dream from behind and rocked backwards.

“Our silly puppy!!”, George repeated and attacked Dream’s open tummy with tickles. Dream screeched and collapsed back into Sapnap’s hold, falling into loud laughter. His tummy was his worst spot.

“Okay! Okayyy!!”, he cried. His tail thudded loudly against the floor and smacked Sapnap a few times. “Shut up!!! Stop calling me that!!”.

“Ticklish puppy?”, Sapnap asked and dug his teeth softly in where his neck met his shoulders. Dream squealed and convulsed between them. George giggled and climbed more on top of Dream, fighting off the hands.

“No!! That’s worse!!”, he squeaked out.

“Ticklish puppy!!!”, George sang as he wormed his little hands into Dream’s underarms. Dream threw his head back into Sapnap and howled with laughter.

“Get out of there!!”. He screamed when Sapnap’s hands slithered in from behind and all twelve fingers dug into his tummy. Dream was helpless between his boyfriends like this. Sapnap didn’t seem to care about being crushed and neither paid any mind to his pleas for mercy. His hands shoved weakly at George’s chest, but he was losing the ability to fight back quickly.

“So silly…”, Sapnap said fondly into his ear before gnawing at that spot between his neck and shoulder again. Dream twisted and closed his eyes, his laughter completely hysterical.

George and Sapnap grinned excitedly at each other over him.

~•~

With Dream’s mind muddled with laughter and begging, he couldn’t even think to be sad about not wearing his collar out. As they walked to the park together his skin buzzed with leftover electricity from the tickle attack.

Sapnap had accidentally left a mark when chewing on his neck to tickle him and he couldn’t pull up his t-shirt collar high enough to cover it. Sapnap was a little embarrassed, but Dream grinned with pride whenever anyone’s eyes traced it. George rolled his eyes at his complete inability to hide how proud he was.

Maybe he did like being owned. A little.

(Art by @kazenomegaminowanpisu )

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