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Daddy Issues - E.N

Summary: Y/n had a terrible childhood growing up. We won't go too into it, but she just really lacked in loving parents. Because of this, she just wanted someone to love her and treat her right, never getting love growing up. She also had a hard time trusting men. Well, until Edward Nygma that is. She fell hard for him and she knew it. Y/n loved everything about him, the way he talked to her, the way he looked, spoke, acted, smelled, everything. But she could never work up the courage to admit her love. And she didn't need to. Because he already knew. She was just too oblivious to see it. And that's why he loved to tease her. Until one day, he decided that teasing wasn't enough... (Takes place in Season 3 but Edward has long hair in this cuz I said so <3) Also, I know Jerome didn't hang out with these people and he was in Arkham in season 3, but I haven't included him in a fanfic yet so he's gonna be in this one. (P.S: I had a lot of fun writing this, adding in very funny comedic bits and more characters because I want to experiment with adding more characters instead of focusing on just two, yk? So I'm sorry if this sucks...)

Content Warning: Daddy issues, daddy kink, sir kink, weed, slight blood, knife, alcohol, flirting back and forth, explicit language, sexual themes, suggestive dialogue, fluff, steamy fluff? Idk how to explain lol you'll see. Y/n is 25 and Ed is 30 in this. Jerome and y/n are besties in this and I love it. (Edward knows about y/n's daddy issues) Possible part 2 if this is received well.

Word count: 7,910

Songs for Inspo:

Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood (y/n)

LET ME SEE YA MOVE! - Lumi Athena, cade clair (edward)

Say Yes To Heaven - Lana Del Rey (y/n)

Smoke - Cowbell Cult, Joehdah (edward)

all I want is you - Rebzyyx, hoshie star (y/n)

In My Head - Bedroom (both)

Megalomaniac - KMFDM (edward)

Lovers From The Past - Mareux (both)

kitty phonk - soviss (song on headphones plus I just love this song)

party addict - kets4eki, Nosgov, kojo (edward)

Honeymoon - Lana Del Rey (y/n)

GOOD LOYAL THOTS - Odetari (edward)

Killer - Mareux (edward)

ecstasy (slowed) - SUICIDIAL-IDOL (their relationship dynamic)

HYPNOTIC DATA (SLOWED & REVERBED) - ODECORE, Odetari (edward) (song that plays in club cuz it fits perfectly)

Ultraviolence - Lana Del Rey (y/n)

(oh my god I am so lucky to have found this gif wtf there are barely ANY good gifs of him with long hair. this is like getting a super shiny limited edition pokemon card...they should have let him grow even a SLIGHT stubble...)

READ BELOW CUT

It was normal for Barbara Kean to keep her doors to her club open for her friends. We'll not necessarily open. Her friends had keys to the club, so all they needed to do was unlock the door, walk in, and lock it behind them. Not only was it a club, but on the upper floor was a whole apartment like area. Instead of walls separating it from the club, it was an iron railing, allowing you to look down on the club. There was a spiral staircase on each side of the club, leading up to the next floor. This is usually where her friends would hang out. Most of her friends just had to tell her if they were coming over. All except for one, that is.

Y/f/n.

Y/n grew up on the streets of Gotham, not having a great family life. Her mother had died when she was very young and her dad had no love for his own daughter. One day, he left his daughter when she was 13 and never came back. That's when she started living on the streets. Barbara met her through Selina Kyle. She told Barbara that y/n helped her survive on the streets and Barbara appreciated y/n for that. Once they met, the two became very close. Now, y/n was free to go into Barbara's club whenever, sometimes even climbing through the windows. Who do you think taught Selina all of that? Though, don't think that y/n was a criminal. She hated stealing. Selina knew this, which is why she would usually help get food for y/n. But now, Barbara was helping too. Barbara, being friends with a lot of 'super criminals' was looked at as odd for being friends with a sweet kind girl like y/n. But, when everyone met her, they saw why. Ever since then, y/n became sort of an 'honorary' member of the 'group'. It was almost comical really, she would sometimes end up walking in on a meeting about a heist or a murder plot and she'd pretend not to hear and just get some cereal and watch a movie. Which is exactly what y/n had planned to do that day. Well, mainly just go to Barbara's. She wasn't sure if she wanted to eat cereal.

With a large leap, she launched herself onto the balcony that was attached to Barbara's club. She stood up fully, stretching out her back as she walked into the club. She had headphones on, listening to her music as she walked in, not paying attention to who else might be in the room. She nodded her head back and forth, tapping her hip to the rhythm as she walked across the floor, looking at the music that played on her phone. The music playing through her headphones was so loud that anyone around her could definitely hear it too. Eventually, she looked up and her eyes got wide as she saw people sitting at the bar. There was Oswald, which she had slowly become friends with, Barbara of course, Victor Zsasz who surprised her by being pretty chill when he wasn't killing people, Jerome Valeska who shockingly enjoyed y/n's company and did his best not to talk about 'violent' things around her. What was even more surprising is that y/n had become very good friends with the crazy clown. But, the only person that caused y/n to blush was..

Edward Nygma.

She shivered, looking at everyone stare at her. Barbara was saying something towards her, muffled by the music. However, y/n still flustered from Edward being there caused her to not notice. She gulped, waving awkwardly to everyone causing Barbara to facepalm. She turned towards the people at the bar, saying something to them before she walked over to y/n. She waved in front of y/n's face, snapping her fingers. Y/n flinched, shaking her head. Clearing her throat, she took the headphones off and put them around her neck, the music still playing. Barbara was the only person y/n wasn't shy around. It wasn't like she wasn't talkative, but she got a little shy every now and then. Especially around such devious criminals.

"H-Hi..." She said awkwardly.

"Hey honey, you ok? I didn't expect you to come over." She commented.

"Yeah, well, it's been raining pretty hard outside lately. I figured it would be ok if I came in here for a bit?" She said.

"Oh shit yeah, you're soaking wet and shivering! Of course that's ok honey. Do you want to take a hot shower too?" She asked, concerned for her well-being.

Everyone at the bar looked at the balcony outside through the glass door. Wind was blowing heavily and rain was pouring down by the gallons. They felt cold just looking at it.

"That would be n-n-nice. I th-think I left a change of clothes here too. I'll ch-change into th-those after I shower." She said, shivering as she walked up the staircase, leaving dribbles of water on the floor behind her.

Barbara sighed to herself, shaking her head. She walked back behind the bar, taking a sip of her wine. Jerome cackled in his usual creepy way, even though he had no intention of being creepy. Barbara tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.

"What?" She asked.

"It's just hilarious. Every time she sees us she freezes up and is surprised every single time. It never gets old." He laughed.

"Yeah, well, I don't think we're the ones making her get like that." Oswald said, looking at Edward.

"Hm? Oh, sorry were you talking to me? All I heard was this annoying bird squawking." Edward replied dully.

Jerome cackled loudly and Victor chuckled next to him, taking a sip of his Shirley Temple. Yes, this man asked for a Shirley Temple at a bar. He loved them and he was not ashamed of it. He grabbed the maraschino cherry and bit it, throwing the stem away.

"You aren't gonna tie it in a knot with your tongue?" Oswald joked in his usual snarky tone.

"Shut up." He grumbled.

"I just think it's funny that she thought we we're having an 'evil meeting' when we're really just having drinks together. How that girl survived on the streets is beyond me. She's too sweet for this city" Barbara sighed.

"That's for damn sure." Jerome added.

The group started to chat again, discussing every day things. They talked about things that ranged from the weather all the way toward politics. If random people on the streets saw them talking at a bar like this, they would think they were plotting a murder and run away screaming. And while they did do that sometimes, they still were friends and liked to have normal conversations as well. It wasn't that strange to think about, really. After around 30 minutes went by, Barbara looked up towards the balcony. Y/n was taking a while.

"She's taking a long time..." She said.

"You think she slipped and fell in the shower?" Jerome laughed, finding it funny but also slightly worried as well.

"No. Well...maybe..." Barbara's eyes widened.

As if right on cue, y/n came down the spiral staircase, hand gripped tight on the railing as they came down. Her change of clothes was a pair of soft pink sweatpants, a pair of fluffy socks, and a black shirt that was one size too big for her. On the shirt was a picture of Jesse Pinkman from Breaking Bad with the word 'babygirl' underneath it and a pink bow on his head. (pls that's so real) Her headphones were once again over her ears and her hair was completely dry, suggesting that she took a while so she could blow dry her hair. Turning to everyone she waved, giving a very wide and cheesy smile.

"Is that my shirt?" Barbara asked.

Everyone looked at the shirt and Jerome burst out in laughter, no surprise. Victor smirked in amusement. Oswald just sipped his martini with an eyebrow raised. However, Edward kept his eyes on y/n, taking in her features with his dull and tired eyes. Y/n took off her headphones.

"No actually, it's MY shirt that YOU keep stealing. Jesse is MY babygirl. Keep your paws off my husband." Y/n stated, kissing two of her fingers and placing them on Jesse's lips.

"Your husband?" Barbara asked, placing a hand on her hip.

Jerome got up from his seat, walking 'sophisticatedly' towards y/n. He placed an arm around their shoulders. Clearing his throat, he held his hand out to everyone, as if making an announcement.

"Lady and gentlemen, this...meth addict and drug dealer is y/n's husband. I was there when it happened. I practically gave her away." He stated.

Oswald chuckled and took another sip of his martini.

"Wait, what? What does that even mean?" He asked.

Edward stood up from his spot, walking over toward the opposite side of the bar so he could face y/n and Jerome. He leaned back, propping his arm up on the counter, glass of scotch in hand. He found the conversation interesting. Y/n blushed when she saw him look at her and wink.

"Well, y/n would you like to explain? You are the wife after all." He said.

"Y-Yes, thank you Jerome. Well, one night when I was staying over here, I decided to rewatch Breaking Bad for the....what is it? 12th time?" She asked Jerome.

He held up both of his hands, counting each finger. Once he was done, he bent over and pretended to count his toes. He rubbed his chin, tapping his foot on the ground.

"Carry the one, divide the 2, move the decimal...14th actually."

"Yes, 14th time. Well, Jerome was watching it with me. And I , who was totally not sleep deprived-"

"Yeah, and I was definitely not high." Jerome added, crossing his arms over his chest in defense.

Everyone collectively rolled their eyes. Even right now he smelled like weed.

"Yes, I who was not sleep deprived looked at Jerome and said... 'I wanna marry that little bitch.' and pointed to Jesse on the tv." She said confidently.

"And as her friend who was not high, well, naturally I supported the decision! So I helped y/n write her vows and wham bam thank you ma'am. Married. Case closed. She kissed him and everything." He finished the story.

Edward tilted his head down, looking at them through his glasses. Chuckling he took a sip of his scotch and placed it back on the counter.

"Kissed him? Y/n, did you kiss the TV?" He asked, staring at her.

"Um..." She mumbled.

"My client would prefer not to comment on that. And if you saw any tissues on the ground near the TV it was NOT because I was crying. I do NOT cry at weddings." He said.

"Yeah, he does NOT cry at weddings." She repeated.

The room got real silent, the only sound being the wind and rain outside. Jerome coughed very loudly and exaggeratedly, breaking the silence.

"You guys are fucking weird." Barbara said.

"Thank you!" Jerome said.

"Alright, I gotta get going. I have a hit I have to do tonight. Client wants it to be real bloody. Like guts everywhere and bones broken an-" Victor looked up.

Jerome had covered y/n's ears, glaring at him. His scarred face making him look like a muppet as he frowned. Victor chuckled.

"Uh, I mean. I gotta run errands. Anyways, I'll see you all soon. Nice seeing you y/n. Good luck with your uh, marriage. He's a real catch." He winked, walking up to her and punching her lightly on the shoulder before leaving.

"I must be going as well. Pity. I was truly enjoying this conversation. Very riveting hearing your drug induced wedding. But, alas, I am required else where." He said.

Standing up, he gave Barbara a hug and also gave y/n one. With his limp, he grabbed his cane and left the building as well. Barbara shrugged.

"Anyone else leaving?" She asked.

"I was hoping I could stay here for the night. Is that ok Barbie?" Y/n asked, calling her friend by her nickname for her.

"You already know the answer to that, hun." She winked.

"Oh! Can I stay too!" Jerome asked, jumping up and down.

"Ugh, you can't stay the night. But you can hang out longer if you want."

"Fair enough."

"What about you Ed, you staying too? I've got to go out and do some business about the club. Make sure our supplies are still good and coming in on time."

He shrugged, sipping his scotch. Truthfully, he didn't know if he wanted to stay longer. But, then he looked at y/n and smiled. She blushed instantly. That's when he made up his mind.

"Sure, why not. I've got nothing else to do."

"Oh boo, ruining our fun." Jerome fake pouted.

"You mean interrupt your Breaking Bad session?"

"Maybe..." Y/n and Jerome said in unison.

"Alright, well you kids have fun. Mom has to go out and provide for the family. Y/n sweetie, remember don't eat too much sugar tonight or you won't sleep." She joked, grabbing her coat and purse as she walked out.

"Oh whatever." Y/n rolled her eyes.

"We can still eat sugar, right?" Jerome asked, leaning in her ear.

"Fuck yeah." She said, fist bumping him.

"Oh joy, I get to hang around a lunatic and a stray street girl hyped up on sugar. Lucky me." He groaned, following them upstairs.

Y/n and Jerome had already ran up the stairs completely. Jerome sat down on the couch, getting Netflix hooked up so they could watch Breaking Bad. The two of them had only started rewatching the show 3 days ago and were already starting season 3. They really did love the show, and Jerome honestly found Jesse Pinkman to be quite attractive as well. So, the two friends would never admit it, but they shared Jesse as a husband. Edward looked towards the kitchen and saw that y/n was looking through the fridge with her headphones on. He smirked, noticing how she was swaying to the beat of whatever she was listening to. He looked back towards Jerome and they made eye contact. Jerome, along with everyone in the group, knew how y/n felt about Edward. And Jerome knew a lot about his friend, he didn't just know that she liked Edward, he knew exactly why she liked Edward. He knew what she liked about him.

"Y/n's been talking about you a lot man." Jerome said.

"Hm, really? Interesting." He said, hanging up his coat on the coat rack along with his hat.

"Yeah, won't shut up about you."

Edward hummed, sitting down in the armchair. He clenched and unclenched his fists, his knuckles sore from getting in a fight with someone earlier. He groaned softly.

"Look, I'm telling you this because I know y/n needs a push. Y/n plans on coming here again tomorrow night, since the club is going to be open to the public. You should go too." He said, queuing up the episode.

Edward nodded.

"Alright, I will."

"Cool, I know she'll be surprised, but she'll still love to see you."

Jerome looked over the couch, seeing that y/n was still in the kitchen. He stretched out and yawned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a tube of red lipstick. He applied it to his lips, puckering them and making a kissy face to Edward. Ed just rolled his eyes in return. Jerome couldn't be serious for more than a minute at a time.

"Y/N HURRY UPPP! I WANNA SEE JESSE!" Jerome groaned loudly.

"SHUT UP I'M MAKING A SANDWICH! AND DON'T MAKE A JOKE ABOUT ME BEING A WOMAN IN THE KITCHEN!"

"Fucking damn it..." He pouted, crossing his arms over his chest as he slumped into the couch.

Edward chuckled, standing up from his spot and walking into the kitchen. Approaching y/n he reached out, placing a hand on her shoulder lightly. She turned around, ready to fling mayo into Jerome's face. But, when she saw Edward she froze in place, a blush crossing her face. He smirked, slivers of his teeth peeking out from under his lips. She took off her headphones, turning the music off.

"Need some help?" He offered.

"U-Uh, no I'm ok. J-Just cutting off the crust on Jerome's. H-he doesn't like it." She stuttered.

"Hm. Ok. Well I'll just keep you company then." He said, leaning against the counter, facing the living room.

Y/n swallowed a lump in her throat as she grabbed a knife from the knife block. Shakily, she sliced the crusts off of the bread. She couldn't stop shaking knowing that Edward was so close to her. Not fully focused, she went to cut the last bit of crust off and sliced the tip of her finger slightly. She winced, dropping the knife on the counter. Edward noticed, walking over to her. Softly, he grabbed her wrist, moving her hand towards him so he could see it better. Blood trickled down her finger, a dot falling on the floor.

"I-I wasn't paying attention. I'm s-sorry..." She quietly sobbed.

Edward furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as to why she would apologize. He lifted her chin up, rubbing it softly with his thumb. She looked up at him through slightly teary eyes. He smiled at her softly.

"Why are you apologizing, y/n?" He asked.

"I don't k-know..."

Edward hummed.

"Do you know if Barbara keeps band-aids here?" He asked, using a napkin to wipe the blood off her finger.

"U-Um, yeah. There." She pointed to a cabinet.

Edward grabbed her other hand, motioning for her to hold the napkin on her cut. She did as he showed her. Smiling, he opened up the cabinet and saw a box of band-aids. Taking one from the box he opened it up, putting it over y/n's cut. He made sure it wasn't too tight nor too loose. Once he was done, he used his thumb to wipe a tear from under her eye.

"Why don't you go sit down, hm? I'll bring these over." He asked, but it was more like a strong suggestion.

She nodded, mouth slightly ajar. He watched as she walked over to the couch, sitting next to Jerome but close to the chair where Edward sat. He smiled to himself when he saw that. He grabbed the sandwiches, an even wider smile on his face when he realized she had laid out two more pieces of bread in case he wanted a sandwich. He wasn't hungry but he still appreciated the thought. Walking over to the couch, he gave the two of them their sandwiches.

"Thanks dad!" Jerome cheered.

"Shut up." Edward grumbled.

He sat down in the arm chair, one leg crossed over the other as he rested his arms on each of the armrests of the chair. Jerome played the episode, his attention automatically focused on the show. But, y/n was watching Edward. He had removed his gloves, placing them in the pocket of his pants. She could see the very subtle veins in his hands, only now they were highlighted from the light of the tv. She looked down at her band-aid and looked back up towards Edward. She felt her heart melt and her stomach turn into a knot. Maybe he sensed this or maybe not, but he turned to her at that moment, his face was expressionless except for the slight smile that tugged at his lips. Y/n blushed, quickly looking away from him.

For the rest of the night, they continued to watch Breaking Bad. Once it got really late, Jerome left after giving y/n a hug and saying a goodbye to her Jesse Pinkman shirt. Leaving just her and Edward. She looked at him, still sitting in the arm chair.

"Um, are you staying longer?" She asked looking at the ground nervously.

He sighed deeply, tilting his head to the left. His legs were spread slightly, his strong hands gripping the edges of the chair softly. Edward looked y/n up and down. Not in a sexual way, he just found her nervous attitude and shy posture to be entertaining.

"Do you want me to?" He asked with a slight seductive tone, eyes peering at her through glasses.

Y/n's eyes widened, her legs shaking slightly beneath her. She swallowed a lump in her throat, shocked that he asked that question. She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt, knowing that his dark tired eyes were watching her. Edward awaited her response, fixing the sleeves of his shirt.

"U-Um, I'm not s-sure..." She stuttered quietly.

"Oh?" He asked, teasing her.

"I-I don't k-know if Barb w-would want you t-to. I-It's her p-place..." She mumbled, making eye contact with him for a split second.

Edward nodded.

"Mmm, that's fair. You're quite responsible aren't you?" He cooed, walking towards her.

At this point, y/n was trembling completely. She felt her heart race as he got closer and closer to her. His body casting a shadow over her. She started tugging on the bottom of her shirt, fists clenched up from her nervousness. Edward looked down and saw, gently grabbing her hands, rubbing his thumbs over her fingers.

"You're shaking, why is that y/n?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"It's j-just cold in here..." She lied.

"Mmm, no. That's not it. It's pretty warm in here." He corrected.

Letting go of her hands, Edward brought one of his hands up to her face. Using it, he tilted her chin up. His eyes looked into hers, gazing deep into her soul.

"What's the real reason, hm?" He trailed his thumb down her chin and back up to her bottom lip.

He felt y/n breathe heavily, her eyes looked up into his. She couldn't speak. She was breathless from the situation. Her heart was racing 99 miles per hour and her brain felt fuzzy from being in his presence. Edward sighed, tugging her bottom lip down slightly as he dragged his thumb off her lip.

"Hm, I guess it's just cold." He said, grabbing his jacket from off the coat rack.

Sliding his coat on, he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his gloves. Y/n watched in complete silence as he put his gloves on. Casting her a glance, he put his hat back on as well. He tilted his head slightly to the right, looking at her.

"Make sure you stay warm tonight."

Y/n snapped out of her daze.

"A-Are you leaving?" She asked, sadness evident in her voice.

"Well you decided to be responsible, which is good. So yes."

"Y-Yeah..."

"You're good for being responsible and respecting your friend. I'm proud of you." He said, brushing hair out of her face with his gloved hand.

Y/n audibly sighed, her knees shaking under his touch. Edward smirked and y/n cursed herself silently.

"Yeah, you're good. Aren't you?" He asked, giving her a slight smile.

Y/n just looked up at him, caught up in a trance.

"Hm? Well are you?" He repeated.

"Y-Yes, I am." She answered.

"Mhm, there you go. Make sure you get some rest tonight, ok?"

"O-Ok, Ed..."

"Good girl."

Without another word, Edward walked down the staircase, his shoes clacking against the metal. Slowly, y/n made her way to the banister. Leaning over it, she watched as Edward opened the door to the club, looking up at the her. He didn't say or do anything, just looked at her. And with that, he left, leaving y/n looking down longingly at where he once stood. The club felt empty without him and y/n felt her heart sink to the bottom of her stomach. Sighing, she sat down on the couch, grabbing a blanket and pulling it up over her. The warm embrace of the soft material comforted her as she thought about the way Edward looked at her. His dark eyes bore into her, a cold yet comforting gaze. His hands were rough, but when he touched her skin they felt like the softest satin money could buy. She missed his touch already. Craved it. She yawned, her eyes growing heavy as she fell asleep on the couch. Her dreams were filled with thoughts of Edward, some kind and caring, others lewd and erotic. If only those dreams were reality.

That morning y/n woke up, her eyes squinting as the sun shone down on her through the large window above the door to the balcony. A chuckle could be heard from behind her. Turning around, y/n slowly got off of the couch, her mouth opening wide as she yawned. Barbara stood in the kitchen, pouring a cup of coffee.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." She joked.

"Mehmehmeh meh meh mehmeh..." Y/n mocked.

Barbara rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her coffee. Y/n rubbed her eyes with her hand, using the other one to grab the pot of coffee. Grabbing a cup from the cabinet, she picked up a mug and filled it with the hot beverage. She blew on it, the steam warming up her face.

"You sleep good?" Barb asked.

"Fuck no." She groaned.

"Oh? Why?"

"Um, weird dream..." Y/n trailed, pink dusting her cheeks as she remembered her dream.

"Uh huh. Well, Edward is downstairs. He asked to see you." She said.

Y/n nearly spit out her coffee.

"R-Really?!"

"No. Just wanted to see how you'd react." She giggled.

"Oh, fuck off."

"You love me."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. You got any plans today?" Y/n asked.

"Not really. Just setting everything up for the club tonight. Why?"

"Just curious. I think I'm going to come to the club tonight. A little socializing might be fun." She replied.

"That's good! You have an outfit to wear? If not we can always go shopping together." Barbara suggested.

"No, I have something. Thank you though."

"No problem. Well, I've gotta get to work. Calls to make. Feel free to stay longer or if you have to go right now that works too. I'll see you tonight?"

"Yeah, for sure. See you later, Barbie."

Y/n groaned, placing her coffee mug down on the counter. She tried to rub the sleep out of her eyes. She yawned once again, finishing her coffee and placing the mug in the dishwasher. Going to the bathroom, she brushed her teeth, changed into a new shirt and jeans, and left the club.

For the rest of the day, y/n spent it going to the park and picking flowers. The place where she would hang out when she wasn't at Barbara's was Selina's place. As a thanks for letting her stay, she would pick flowers and put them in a vase at Selina's place. At first Selina didn't care for it, but it grew on her. She especially liked when y/n snagged a few daffodils. As she went back to Selina's, she walked in the door and was surprised to see her there.

"Oh, hey Cat." Y/n said.

"Hey girly. What's up? Nice flowers." She said, watching y/n put them in a vase with water.

"Thanks. I was wondering if I could borrow some of your makeup? I'm going to the Sirens tonight." She asked.

Selina put down the cat she was petting, letting it run across the room. A smirk grew on her face as she stood up and walked towards the vanity in the room. She reached in a drawer, grabbing a bag and pulling it out, placing it on the vanity table.

"You meeting anyone there?" She asked.

"No? Like who?" She asked, sitting down at the vanity.

"Oh, I don't know...Edward?"

Y/n looked towards her, eyes wide.

"N-No! He's not even gonna be th-there!"

"Hm, ok. Well, I hope you have fun anyways."

Y/n stuck her tongue out at her as she looked towards the vanity mirror. She put on her eyeshadow, using a skin tone as a base and putting glitter on top of it. It was subtle, but it would glow in the club lights. After that she applied eyeliner, doing a puppy liner look. Then she put on her mascara, blush, a little highlight on her nose, and pink lip gloss.

"Does this look ok?" She asked, turning towards Selina.

Her friend walked up to her, looking at what she had done. After looking for a few seconds, Selina smiled and nodded. Y/n grinned from ear to ear.

"Looks great. What are you gonna wear?" She asked.

Y/n stood up, going over to the wardrobe. She opened it, moving hangers to the side as she looked for the clothing she wanted. After a little time, she found it. A soft pink dress that ended just under her mid thigh. It had a small white lace bow that was tied on the back of it on the waist. Granted, it wasn't a perfect outfit for a club, but it was the 'fanciest' thing she had. Selina had snagged it from a really hoity toity store a few weeks ago. Holding it up, she looked at Selina.

"I like it. It's very cute, very you."

"You don't think people will look at me weird?" She asked.

"Who cares if they do? Do you want to wear the dress?"

"Well, yeah..."

"Then that's the only thing that matters. Wear it!" Selina reassured her friend.

"Yeah. You're right...what shoes should I wear?"

"Wear sneakers. Piss the rich people off and be comfortable at the same time."

"Ooh, I like that."

"I know right, it's a great idea."

Selina picked up the cat that she was petting early, deciding that she didn't get enough love from the cat and needed to pet them more. Y/n grabbed her outfit, looking at her phone for the time. She saw that it was another hour until the club opened. But, she could show up early if she wanted. After thinking for a bit, she decided to bring her clothes to Barbara's and just change there when she felt like going down to join the club. As she packed her outfit into a duffel bag, she slid on some socks and sneakers.

"You heading out?" Selina asked.

"Yeah, you gonna be ok?"

"Do you know me?"

"Good point. Alright, well just make sure you eat something ok? I'll be good on food since I'm going to Barbs." Y/n explained.

"Yes mother."

"Oh shush. I'll see you later, Cat." Y/n said, grabbing her duffel bag and leaving the building.

Y/n climbed down the fire escape, landing on her feet as she jumped off. The streets were growing dark quickly, causing y/n to pick up her pace. Anyone in Gotham knew it wasn't safe to be out at night, especially if you lived on the streets. Y/n has had too many experiences to take any more chances.

Y/n opened the balcony door to the club, closing them behind her as she entered. Barbara, who was all dressed up and sitting at the bar, looked towards her. She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Do you ever use the main door?" She asked.

"Nope."

"Figures. What's in the bag? A body?"

"What!? No! It's my clothes!"

"Kidding, hun. I figured that's what it was. You getting changed here?" She took a sip of her drink.

"Yeah, gonna go do that now. The club opens in a few minutes, right?"

"Yeah, can't wait to see your outfit. Go change quickly!"

Y/n smiled, rushing up the staircase nearly tripping over a step. Barbara heard her close the bathroom door, grinning to herself as she walked to the main doors. Opening them up, she gave welcoming smiles to all the people that walked in. What started as a trickle of people quickly turned into a rush of people coming in. The club was full. Not packed entirely, but close enough. It was at this time that y/n came back down the staircase in her dress. Barbara walked up to her, looking at her outfit choice.

"Cute! Better than everyone else's outfits. Barf city." She fake gagged.

"You really think so?" She asked.

"Of course. The sneakers are a nice touch too. I should have worn some too, but I have to 'represent'. Boring."

Y/n chuckled, giving her friend a hug. Barbara hugged her back, giving her a quick peck on the cheeks as well. When the two friends stopped hugging, they walked over to the bar. Barbara ordered a grasshopper and offered y/n one. But, y/n shook her head, instead ordering a glass of cranberry juice. She didn't plan on getting drunk in a place that was full of strangers. You never know what could happen. Even if it was at a place you were familiar with. Too many weirdos. Y/n held onto her drink at all times, hand over the top of the glass when she wasn't drinking it.

"You gonna dance? I put some of your songs on tonight's playlist since you said you were coming over. Thought you might appreciate them." Barbara asked.

"You did? Barb, you're so sweet. I'll definitely dance when a song of mine comes on. Will you join me?"

"I'd love to. But, with these heels? Not likely." She chuckled.

Y/n nodded, giggling. She took a sip of her cranberry juice, finishing the glass. Placing it on the counter, she used her thumb to wipe a drop of the liquid off her lips. Barbara laughed at the sight, though, her laugh slowly fell and her lips turned into a subtle smirk as she looked behind y/n. Y/n was confused, not sure what she was looking at.

"Hello, Nygma. I didn't know you'd be here tonight." Barbara said.

Y/n felt her whole body freeze up, her shoulders tensing. Her interactions with him from last night replayed in her head like a slideshow. She felt a chill go down her spine and she swallowed a lump in her throat.

"Thought I'd swing by, I was already dressed up." He replied suavely.

"Well, enjoy the party. You too y/n, I'm going to go greet people." She said, winking at y/n before walking away.

Y/n mentally cursed Barbara for leaving her alone with Edward. Granted, they were in a club full of other people, dancing and drinking. But, being so close to him made her feel like he was the only one in the room. He made her nervous.

"It's rude to ignore someone, you know..." He commented, his voice smooth like velvet.

Y/n turned around suddenly, her face heating up as she made eye contact with him. He flashed her a small grin, the tip of his canine getting caught on his bottom lip slightly. Y/n moaned mentally, looking him up and down. He wore his usual attire, but his posture made him look like a whole other person. It was like pure magic.

"S-Sorry, I just d-didn't expect you to be here..." Y/n admitted.

"Hm, you look nice. That color suits you."

Y/n blushed, trying to hide her face.

"Thank you. You look nice too." She replied.

"Yeah? Well, thank you."

Edward looked down at her shoes, chuckling to himself when he saw that she wore sneakers.

'Cute.' He thought to himself.

He raised his gloved hand up, holding two fingers out. The bartender looked over, walking over to him. Edward placed some cash on the counter as he leaned against it.

"Scotch on the rocks, please." He asked.

The bartender nodded, putting ice in a glass and pouring scotch into it. Taking the cash, he slid the drink over to Edward who grabbed it tightly. He tilted his head back slightly, letting the burning liquid trickle down his throat. Y/n watched as his adams apple bobbed up and down, his jawline prominent as he swallowed.

"Staring is rude too." He stated simply as he put down the drink.

Y/n quickly looked away, focusing on a part of the wall across from her. Edward looked towards her, adjusting the hat on his head. He smirked, watching his hands as he clenched and unclenches his fists. Y/n flickered her eyes towards them, looking away once again as quick as possible.

"Sorry..." She mumbled.

"There's no need for that, y/n. You just need to learn some manners..." He smirked suggestively.

Y/n's eyes widened, looking up at him. Edward returned the gaze, taking a sip of his scotch while he did so. He phrased what he said just casually enough to not be considered a sexual comment. But, he emphasized the last part, making sure y/n picked up on his double entendre. He felt proud when he noticed that she did indeed notice it.

Barbara walked over, breaking the sexual tension between the two of them. She tapped y/n on the shoulder, getting her attention. Looking at her, y/n smiled and greatly appreciated her interference.

"One of your favorite songs is playing next." She said, turning to Edward after.

"You should dance with her. Y/n asked me to dance with her but I can't since I'm greeting people." She said.

Y/n looked up at the ceiling, frustration evident on her face. Her grip on the counter tightened, her knuckles turning white. Edward smirked at the sight, turning towards Barbara and noticing that she winked at him.

"Sounds fun to me. Y/n's music is always intriguing."

"Great! Just thought I'd come over and let you both know. Have fun!" She said before leaving.

Edward looked back towards y/n, his eyes meeting hers. He had a mischievous glint in his eye and y/n picked up on that. Reaching down to his glass, he took another sip of his scotch. He sighed, gliding his tongue across his lips as he watched her fidget with her hands before him.

"Do you wanna dance with me?" He asked.

"What? U-Um, yes. Well, maybe..." She stuttered.

Edward used two fingers to lift her chin up. He smiled down at her, gliding his hand across her jaw, tracing the bone with his thumb. Y/n shivered underneath his touch, goosebumps rising on her skin.

"You're shaking. Just like last night. Are you cold again?" He asked.

"N-No, not this time..." She sighed.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Then what's the reason this time?" He asked playfully.

She looked at him, biting her lip softly. Edward hummed, his lip tugged up into a small smile. Y/n didn't need to say anything, for he knew what her answer was just from looking into her eyes. Her heavy breathing being her number one give away.

"Hmm, not a verbal confession but, your eyes tell me enough. Perhaps I'll get you to admit it by the end of the night." He said ominously.

The song that was currently playing faded out, signaling that y/n's song was about to play. Grinning, Edward held out his hand, gesturing for her to take it. She did, albeit slowly, and he led her to a spot where they could dance. Edward, not sure what the song was just swayed his body slightly, hips going with him. It was a subtle dance and fit his persona well. In a whole club full of people grinding and dancing like no tomorrow, he was there doing minimal movements. Y/n, who was known to dance like a maniac, decided to just sway in synch with Edward. The bass from the song rumbled the ground, shaking through their bones. Edward listened to the lyrics as best as he could in such a loud and crowded setting. He realized how well-fitting this song was for their current scenario. Smirking, he reached forward and placed his hand on the small of her back, causing her to jump slightly. He pulled her close to him, his glasses glinting in the purple light of the club. Y/n moaned softly, slightly drowned out by the music, but she was close enough to Edward that he could hear it. He leaned down towards her ear.

"You like that?" He whispered, tightening his grip on her.

She whined, nodding her head softly. Edward chuckled to himself, feeling confident in the strobe lights and loud music that surrounded him. The feeling of her close to him making his heart race and stomach turn.

"Why don't you tell Edward what you think of him?" He strongly suggested in her ear, his hand trailing up her back.

She stuttered, nervous from the situation. Edward tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. He placed a kiss underneath her ear, letting his breath fan on her neck.

"C'mon, I know you can do it. I believe in you. Tell me, do you love me?" He cooed.

Y/n let out a shaky breath, nodding softly.

"Yes..."

Edward grinned from ear to ear, his hand trailing up to the base of her neck. The two of them were still swaying to the beat of the song. He stopped abruptly, rubbing her neck with his thumb.

"Good job, darling. I'm proud of you." He praised.

"Proud of me?" She repeated.

"Of course, y/n. So proud." He reassured.

Y/n just stared at him, mouth slightly ajar as she spaced out. His words caught her off guard. No one had ever said they were proud of her before. Her heart skipped a beat. Edward chuckled, cupping her face with his hand.

"What are you think about, hm?"

"You."

"What about me?"

"I want you to kiss me..."

Edward raised an eyebrow, amused at her bluntness. He once again rubbed the base of her neck with his thumb, watching her close her eyes in pleasure.

"You do? Me? A vicious criminal? Aren't you scared of me?" He smirked.

"Of course I am..." She gasped softly.

Edward placed his hand on the middle of her chest. He closed his eyes as he felt her heartbeat. It was racing, fast. Groaning softly, he opened his eyes and leaned in close to y/n. She leaned in too, eyes closing. He chuckled.

"I'm not kissing you here, darling. Why don't you come with me..." He said.

She nodded, following him close behind. Edward led her up the spiral staircase, not caring who was watching them. He didn't care if people got suspicious or spread gossip. 'Did you see the Riddler has a new girl?'. He could care less. Once they reached the top of the stairs, Edward placed a hand on her hip.

"Do you have a bedroom here?" He asked.

She nodded, pointing to the door on the left in the hallway. He nodded, grabbing her hand softly and leading her to it. Opening the door for her, he let her go in first. When he was inside, he closed it behind him, locking it for good measure. He turned back to y/n, seeing how nervous she looked. Smiling, he looked over the room, eyes landing on a chair. Walking over, he sat down on it, legs spread slightly. Y/n looked at him, her chest heaving. Sighing, he removed his coat, placing it on the floor, not caring if it got dirty. Edward took off his hat as well, tossing it on the bed. His slightly long and messy hair was revealed more, causing y/n to stare at it for a little while. She always loved his current hair style. It suited him so well. He rolled up the sleeves of his white button up undershirt. The muscles and subtly veins in his forearms catching y/n's attention.

"What did I say about staring, y/n? It's bad manners."

Y/n nodded.

"You were so good last night, are you going to be good for me again?" He asked, head resting against the back of the chair.

"Yes daddy..." She sighed softly.

Edward felt butterflies in his stomach when she called him that. He smirked, tilting his head to the side slightly. Y/n walked closer to him, a small amount of distance between them still.

"Daddy?" He repeated.

She immediately backed away, her eyes wide. Her face turned red from embarrassment. She sat down on the bed, hiding her face in her hands. Edward found it amusing. It was quiet for a little bit.

"Do I make you feel acknowledged, y/n?" He asked, breaking the silence.

She lifted her head up.

"What? Um, I guess so, yeah..." She sniffled.

He gestured her over with his hand, smiling when she walked over to him. Reaching out, he placed his hands on the back of her thighs. Y/n blushed at the touch.

"Do I make you feel loved?"

She nodded.

"Yes..."

"That's all you've ever wanted, isn't it? To be loved?"

She nodded again.

"You never got that growing up, did you? Poor thing..."

She shook her head.

"I'll love you, y/n. Like you deserve to be loved."

"You will?" She asked.

He nodded, patting his lap. She swallowed a lump in her throat as she slowly sat down on his lap. He groaned at the feeling of her on top of him. Edward moved his gloves hands up to her face, rubbing it gently. She pressed her face gently into his touch.

"You're so pretty, y/n. You know that?" He cooed.

"You are too..."

He chuckled.

"You think I'm pretty?" He questioned.

"Uh, no. Um..."

"No, it's ok. I take that as a compliment. I've heard if a man is called pretty it's the highest compliment." He said.

She nodded.

"You want me to kiss you, hun?"

"Yes please..."

"So polite..."

Edward moved his left hand down to her hip, placing his hand gently on it. His other hand slithered to the back of her neck, holding onto it firmly yet gently. He looked down to her lips, then back to her eyes. Without saying anything, he brought her towards him, placing his lips softly onto hers. She moaned quietly, muffled by the kiss. Leaning into the kiss, she placed her hands on his chest. Their lips moved against each other in synch. Fireworks went off in both of their stomachs. After a few more seconds, Edward pulled away from her. His hand on her neck moved back towards her face, gliding his thumb across her bottom lip.

"Good?" He asked.

"Amazing..."

Y/n moved closer to him, her leg brushing against his crotch as she did so. Edward groaned, his pants starting to feel tight. Y/n leaned down, kissing him again, catching him off guard. He smiled into the kiss, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her off gently.

"And what are you doing?" He questioned.

"I want more..." She said.

"Oh no, not this soon sweetheart. I'm not going to do that to you. I still need to take you out on a few dates before we can even start to think about that." He said, rubbing her thigh gently.

She frowned, upset at first. But as she thought about it, she agreed that that was the best thing to do. She appreciated that he didn't expect or even want sex from her right away.

"Can we do something else...?" She asked, curiously.

"Hm? Like what, hun?"

"Like..."

Y/n leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her head against him. Edward, caught off guard, just smiled at first. He laughed, placing his hands on her back. With one hand he rubbed circles into her back and with the other he trailed up to the back of her neck and held her against him. Y/n sighed happily, her heartrate slowing down as she relaxed.

"Tired?" He asked, amusement in his voice.

"Mhm..." She mumbled softly.

"Then you get some rest, sweetheart. I'll hold you for as long as you need."

(sorry if this is formatted weird or if there are spelling errors, its 1 am and I'm TIRED <3 so deal with it. lmk if you want a part 2!)

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yarameijer · 4 months

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SO I HAVE A BRAINROT - I'm just gonna share my thoughts here with you because, well, why not? Yara, you've become a safe place of mine and generally, make me feel so entertained and content with your writing especially since the pandemic🥹 I hope you're doing well there, and I hope you'll feel better soon!

But anyway, onto the brainrot: What if Tenma has ADHD? How would the story go? How would Raimon and his friends react to this? How will they deal with it? Or how will Tenma deal with it?

I imagine that could be the reason why he can be impulsive (I've searched that impulsiveness can be a main sign or symptom of ADHD, but to those who has ADHD, please feel free to correct me, I don't mean to offend anyone.).

I also imagine that Tenma can be forgetful at times and thus would forget to drink his medication and his friends would be the ones to remind him just in case. Speaking of, I feel like he'd either have a hard time focusing in class or unable to sit still during class. Either of them works in this AU, I guess?

That's all, I'd love to hear your thoughts and your personal headcanons about this AU! Have a great day and once again, praying for your recovery!

Hey!! Sorry for the incredibly late reply, I just sort of dropped tumblr without meaning to. And every time I opened it I ended up procrastinating even more… whoops.

But! I’m here now! So let’s get to it!

(Tenma with ADHD is honestly not something I have considered before. Please understand that all my experience with it is from having classmates in elementary school with ADHD and research I did online to answer this, so it might not all be accurate, but I’ll try my best!)

Tenma is already a very active and excitable kid, which means that when it comes to soccer, not overly much changes? It’s a great way to burn off energy and move around a lot, which is really helpful for him! The way his ADHD shows mostly is through the way he moves; he’s constantly fidgeting, or playing with things he’s holding, or bouncing his knee up and down. He just can’t seem to sit still for longer than a few minutes, which, again, when it comes to soccer, doesn’t matter overly much. Outside of training and matches, however, especially during team discussions or strategy meetings, it can get distracting and even cause tension especially in the early weeks of the schoolyear.

One noteworthy thing is that Tenma rambles, without really meaning to. He’s already got some insecurity issues, and that coupled with a hyperactivity disorder means he’s likely to just ramble on especially when he feels unsure or excited (AKA whenever he talks about soccer). It doesn’t do much to endear him to the more reserved members on the team, and it’s a habit he’s very bothered by.

Unfortunately Japan is not as supportive towards people with mental disorders as other countries, which in this case means that although Tenma has an official diagnosis, he prefers to keep it quiet. On the team, Aoi is the only one who is aware of this, and has been a genuine blessing to Tenma ever since elementary school. While Tenma mostly suffers from the hyperactivity part of ADHD, he can have trouble focusing, or rather be too active to really sit down and focus on for example studying. Aoi and Tenma were not in the same class before, but they were in the same year and she would offer her notes and extra tutoring whenever Tenma needed, and by the time they join Raimon Jr. High, it’s become an unspoken routine. Tenma and Aoi hang out more often than they do in the original story; they’ve got a few set homework sessions every week at one of their houses, and usually spend at least some time every week studying in the library.

Their little study sessions are quickly joined by Shinsuke, and later on the rest of the first-years, although neither Tenma nor Aoi ever mention the reasons they started them. Aoi is very defensive of anyone making a comment about Tenma’s attitude towards schoolwork (which is thankfully not often necessary amongst the team, beyond a few mishaps at the start) but also very strict towards Tenma if need be.

I imagine the older students sometimes help out with schoolwork as well, although not always towards Tenma specifically but rather just the first-years. Shindou and Kirino at some point figure out Tenma’s got ADHD, and Shindou at some point mentions it privately. Tenma freaks out a bit, but Shindou reassures him he doesn’t mind, and is especially helpful when Tenma becomes captain later on, taking on a supportive role.

Despite the tension at the start of the year, eventually that fades as the team gets to know each other better. Shindou tends to be a bit of a crybaby (but don’t mention that on pain of death). Hayami stutters his way through most of his conversations and once literally screeched in the middle of match because Kariya (no further explanation necessary). Tenma is known to start rambling when he’s excited and once climbed every tree next to Raimon’s soccer field because Aoi said he should (she meant well, but it did get them some weird looks). Hikaru’s way of dealing with intense frustration is to go to a secluded spot and scream until he calms down (boy, was that a fun training camp).

Tenma eventually tells Shinsuke on accident, but Shinsuke doesn’t really care either way and is just happy to hang out with someone who can be just as, or even more, excitable as himself. Tenma doesn’t really tell the rest of the team for a while, though; at some point he does, after they’ve been friends for longer, but to be honest, Raimon being so (unconsciously) supportive has gone a long way with making him feel more confident about himself. Whereas before he wouldn’t mention it because of the stigma, now he doesn’t mention it because it doesn’t seem like anyone on the team really cares? They’re all weird. They’ve all got their little quirks. Tenma having an unexpected obsession with fidget spinners really doesn’t even reach the top 10 of ‘weird’ in their lives.

I hope you enjoyed, and again, apologies for the late response!

#inazuma eleven go #inazuma eleven #ina11 #ie11 #ie go #raimon #matsukaze tenma

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callsign-joyride · 2 years

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Mayhem | Bob Floyd

Summary: When Phoenix and Bob go down during the training exercise, Mayhem has an anxiety attack. Hangman sees this as his golden moment to apologize. Maverick makes his choices for the mission.

Pairing: Robert "Bob" Floyd x Mitchell f!reader (callsign: Mayhem)

Content warnings: Character injury, Hangman once again being a menace, an anxiety attack, cursing, slight angst, a hospital

Spotify playlist | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 |

A/N: This might be the longest one yet. Anyway, there's a playlist now. Of course I had to name it, "Because I was inverted". It just made sense.

Everything went back to normal after Ice's funeral. Well, sort of. There was a moment where Cyclone took Maverick out of the mission. You were pissed, but there wasn't really anything that you could've done. What made you more mad was the fact that your dad had basically put his career on the line to be back. He was lucky that his plan had worked. There was a change of plans with the mission, though. The mission had been moved up by a week, leaving everyone with less time to prepare.

You sat in the break room with the others, reading the book that Bob got you on your first date. It felt like everything had stopped when Maverick called out a bird strike. You immediately sat up and put your book down. Rooster and Fanboy were the first to see you tense up.

"We're on fire!" Bob called out.

"Extinguishing! Lost hydraulics, losing altitude, I-I can't control it!" Phoenix said. You abandoned your book at one of the tables and sat by the radio like that would make anything better.

"Right engine on fire! We're gonna burn in!"

You held back a sob as Maverick called for them to eject. Goose. Carole. Rooster. You hadn't even realized that you were clutching your dog tags until Cyclone's voice came over the radio and he said that he was deploying search and rescue. Hangman watched as you stood up and wiped your hands on your pants and stormed out of the room.

He exchanged a look with Rooster before grabbing your book and leaving the room. It took him a few minutes to find you, and you stopped crying when you felt someone standing over you.

"What do you want, Hangman?" You asked.

"Are you okay? I grabbed your book on my way out but do you-,"

You wouldn't let him get anymore words in as you snatched the book from him and mumbled a, "Thanks,". He sighed and leaned against the wall next to you.

"You know, I've been meaning to apologize," he said.

"Yeah? For what? Because it didn't seem like you cared about anything until this very moment."

"Look, I'm sorry for being an ass."

"That's just your usual behavior."

"Will you let me talk? Jesus. Look, I'm sorry for leaving things the way I did in Spain. You know I'm not good at talking about my-"

"About your feelings? You're making it sound like this is all my fault, which it's not. I mean, sure, I caught feelings. But you've always got your arm around some random girl. So I got over it. I don't really know what's going on with me and Bob, but I know you told him about Mav being my dad. And I know you were checking me out at The Hard Deck that first night. What's your problem? Because in Spain, it seemed like I was only there to give you a good time. I don't want to talk about Spain right now. Bob and Phoenix are out there somewhere, they might be dead for all we know, and you just want to apologize for some shit that ended a year and a half ago? Time and place, buddy."

"Hey, calm down. What's got you so tense, anyways?"

"You're so fucking dumb. I can't even talk about it with you because you'll use it to get under Bradshaw's skin like you haven't done that enough! God, why can't you just fuck off? Let me exist in peace!"

"I know this about the mission, okay? I'm stressed, too. But we need to let bygones be bygones."

"Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure I'm not flying."

"You'll be on standby, then. If something happens, then what? Would you let me die because you can't stand to be in the same room as me?"

The argument had gotten so heated that neither of you realized that Rooster and Fanboy were on their way to you. Rooster was surprised that you hadn't tried to hit Hangman. All you did was shove him and brush past Rooster. He grabbed your arm and took you around a corner.

"They found Phoenix and Bob. They're both fine, they're going to the hospital. I'm getting stuff for Bob if you want to help get stuff for Phoenix."

"Okay. I'm sorry. I just - I couldn't stop thinking about your parents and what happened to Goose."

"Yeah, I get it. The whole thing scared me, too. Let's go."

The two of you walked in the direction of the dorms and Rooster gave you the key to Phoenix's room.

"Hey, Roo?" You asked.

"Yeah?"

"Uh, there's this book that I got him. The Song of Achilles. I think he's reading it so do you think you can put it with his stuff?"

"Of course."

It didn't take long for you to get a bag together for Phoenix. You met Rooster in the hallway and returned keys to both rooms. Cyclone told you which hospital they were at, and Rooster offered to drive.

Security had to check the bags, but it wasn't long before you were able to go back and see them. The steady beeps of the heart monitors were keeping your anxiety at bay. Rooster sat in one of the chairs next to you and watched as you opened your book. Both of you looked up when you heard Phoenix groan.

"Am I... Am I dead?" She asked. You tried not to laugh as you grabbed the bag from under your chair and walked over to her.

"I think you're okay. We brought you some clothes and things. Rooster might head back to base but I think I'm gonna stay... You know, with Bob and all."

"He likes you a lot, you know that, right?"

"Yeah. I like him, too, but I've never started a relationship like this in these circumstances."

"You'll get it figured out, I'm sure."

A few nurses walked in and told you and Rooster that you had to leave the room since you weren't family. They allowed you to go back in a few minutes later, giving Phoenix a mostly clean bill of health. Things took a little longer than usual because Bob woke up right before the nurses left the room.

"Hey," he said when he saw you. You smiled and messed up his hair before pulling up a chair to sit next to him. Rooster brought Bob's things over and you smiled as you handed him the book.

"I don't know much about Greek mythology but I'm liking it so far."

Eventually, Rooster left and you stayed overnight with Phoenix and Bob. Sleeping in one of the chairs was uncomfortable, but you knew that it could've been way worse. Payback picked all of you up when Phoenix and Bob were ready to be discharged, and you knew that Maverick was going to tell everyone who was going on the mission and who was staying back.

"Phoenix and Bob. Payback and Fanboy. Rooster. The rest of you are on standby. We're leaving the docks at seven."

This was really happening.

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bluenails074 · 20 days

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Hold my hand and don't let go

Synopsis: Harua wasn't feeling well but he didn't want to burden his members, so he didn't say anything until it was too late

Genre: hurt/comfort, fluff (platonic)

Warnings: medical content, needle phobia, being overworked, exhaustion, physical and emotional distress...

Note: please be kind<33 (if you don't like it go away :p)

As we all know being a kpop idol ain't easy. Sometimes it leads to injuries, strained muscles or getting overworked.

Well one day, as &team were practicing hard for the upcoming comeback, Harua woke up feeling a little weak. He felt very cold and his head was pounding. He thought it was nothing and so he just brushed it off.

"Harua why aren't you eating?" Nicho asked. "You barely touched your food."

"I'm not hungry hyung." Harua answered even though he was hungry but his stomach felt like it would burst if he ate something.

"Harua you have to eat something." K said. "We have four hours of practice. You'll need energy for that."

"Yeah Harua eat at least a few bites." Fuma encouraged. Harua ate just a few bites of his food but it made him feel so much worse. After a few minutes, when everyone finished their breakfast, Harua felt nauseous and like he wanted to throw up.

"Rua are you okay?" Maki asked worryingly

"I feel like I'm gonna puke." Harua answered in a panic. "Like the breakfast inside me wants to get out."

"Okay, okay go to the toilet then, I'll go tell Fuma hyung."

"NO! DON'T TELL HIM!"

"Why not? You're clearly not well. You should stay at the dorm and rest. "

"No! I need to practice more. The comeback is coming and I'm not ready."

"Well i won't let you put yourself at risk, your heath comes first. Plus the hyungs need to know Harua."

"No they don't. It's just a little stomach ache. It will pas- *gag*" Harua didn't get to finish his sentence as they both kneeled down next to the toilet. Maki rubbed Harua's back while he was throwing up.

"That's it Haru, let it all out." Maki encouraged. After Harua finished he went to wash his face.

"Even if i don't tell them they'll find out. You know that." Maki said.

"Yeah, i know but you can't be the one who's going to tell them. How about this? If i feel like my condition is getting worse, I'll tell the hyungs. But you CAN'T.

"Okay" maki answered worryingly

"You promise?"

"Promise i guess"

"Okay then let's go. We're gonna be late for practice.

When they arrived, every minute Harua felt weaker and weaker and the thought of 4 HOURS OF PRACTICE alone made him question how he's going to get through this.

He got through the warm up pretty easily but the rest was a lot more challenging than usual. It was ten times harder than he expected. After some time passed, he started feeling very exhausted and it showed in the way he danced.

"Harua, make those moves sharper!" The coach yelled. "More energy Harua!" He tried to give his all but it wasn't enough. At this point he didn't know how long he would be able to continue like this. He felt his fever increased and he started shivering, but again he didn't say anything cause he didn't want to alert his members.

"Okay, you guys can take 5." Their coach yelled as they finished the choreography. The members took their water bottles and sat down in the corner of the practice room.

"Harua, are you okay? You're kind of pale." Taki noticed.

"Yeah, is everything okay? Why are you shaking?" Fuma asked as he took Harua's hands in his own to make them warmer.

"Y-yeah I'm o-okay it's j-just a little c-cold in h-here." Harua said while studering.

"Cold? It's literally so hot in here." Jo exclaimed. Fuma put a hand on Harua's forehead.

"Oh wow! Harua you're burning. Maybe you should sit down a bit." Fuma said worryingly as he moved Harua's soaked in cold sweat bangs to the side.

"No I'm okay guys, i'll just go wash my face in the bathroom and i'll be fine."

"I'll go with you." Fuma said following Harua out of the room. His gut was telling him he shouldn't let Harua go to the bathroom alone. Harua washed his face but he still didn't fell good at all. He started feeling a bit light headed. His head started spinning, his ears were ringing and his whole body was aching.

"Harua you really look sick, I think you should go to the nurse."

"I-i told you I'm totally fi-fi..ne.."

"GUYS COME HERE QUICK HE FAINTED" Fuma shouted alarmingly as he caught Harua.

The members rushed to the bathroom. Euijoo immediately turned on leader mode.

"Guys call the menager. Tell him we're taking Harua to the nurse. Fuma pick him up, let's take him there." Euijoo commanded.

When they got to the nurse they put Harua on the examination table.

"Fuma, K and I will stay with him, you guys go back to practice and stretch." Euijoo told the rest of the members.

"Hyung, i just got of the phone. The menager said he'll cancel the schedule for the rest of the day, and that he has the car ready if you need to take Rua to the hospital." Maki explained.

"Okay, thanks now go back to practice and stretch, then all of you can go back to the dorms." Fuma said. "Don't worry we'll keep you updated on Rua's condition."

"Okay okay, thanks hyung." Maki thanked them before leaving. "Um hyung, there's one more thing I have to tell you.."

"Mhm, and that is...?"

"Harua threw up after breakfast."

"HE WHAT?!!" K, Fuma and Euijoo exclaimed "And why did nobody tell us?!"

"Well only me and Rua knew and he didn't want to tell you so... yeah"

"Okay, we'll talk later, now go, i can see Jo waiting outside for you." Fuma said

"Okay, okay bye" Maki said before leaving

"Boys what happened?" The nurse asked calmly as she walked into the office (she wasn't in the office when they got there so Jo and Yuma went to find her) .

"Well he's been looking very pale since this morning and he barely ate anything for breakfast. After breakfast he also threw up and he looked very unwell during practice so i went to the bathroom with him, and there he fainted." Fuma explained to the nurse.

The nurse measured Harua's blood pressure, heart rate, and oxygen levels, when suddenly he regained his consciousness.

"Look he's waking up!" K said worriedly.

"Hyung, what's going on? Why is everything spinning?" Harua asked, looking like he's on the verge of tears.

"Hey, hey, don't panic. It's okay." K said reassuringly combing the youngers hair. "You fainted so we brought you to the nurse's office".

"Harua how are you feeling now?" The nurse asked.

"Everything's spinning and my head hurts."

"Is he gonna be okay?" Euijoo asked the nurse after she finished checking Harua's vitals.

"Yes, but his blood pressure is at a very low level, so knowing that your comeback is coming up i think he should get checked out by a doctor to see if he's just exhausted or if there's some kind of bigger issue. And even if it's just exhaustion, he should get an iv drip or some medication to boost his immune system." The nurse explained.

"Okay, we'll take him to the er now." The boys thanked the nurse and K gave Harua a piggyback ride to the car.

When they got to the er they were seated in a small room.

"Well, Harua you are showing sings of exhaustion and a mild fever, but I'd still like to run a blood test just to make sure that there are no further complications." The doctor explained after doing a check up on Harua.

Harua's eyes widened. "A-a b-blood test?!"

"Yes, a blood test, a nurse will see you shortly. Do you have any questions?"

"No, thank you doctor" Fuma answered noticing the fear in Harua's eyes. As soon as the doctor left, Harua started panicking.

"HYUNG PLEASE I CAN'T TAKE A BLOOD TEST! YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE NEEDLES! PLEASE HYUNG! PLEASE"

"Whoa whoa calm down Haru. I'm sure you'll be just fine" K said calmly.

"Yeah, you won't even feel it" Fuma added

"Plus you have us by your side" Ej said offering a warm smile

"No but you don't get it. I HATE NEEDLES. They're so disgusting and pointy and they hurt and i just can't. Please tell them i won't take the blood test."

"Look at it this way.." Fuma said trying to make the younger seem less scared. "This blood test will tell us if there's anything wrong with your immune system. And since we have the tour soon we all have to be healthy and in great shape. So this little needle that you won't even feel, could help you a lot." Fuma explained

"Hello boys!" A nurse interrupted them. "I see you're up for a blood test Harua."

"Y-yeah" Harua answered as the nurse put down a tray with medical equipment on it.

"H-Hyung..." Harua closedhis eyes quickly, panically tapping the bed, searching for Fumas hand, when he saw what was placed on the tray.

"I saw the needle" he said on the verge of tears.

"Alright, you saw it, but it doesn't matter cause you're going to look at me and think about something else and not the needle, okay?" Fuma said trying to make Harua as calm as possible.

"Harua, don't worry. The needle is very small, and it won't last long" The nurse explained calmly. "If you want I'll tell you everything that I'm doing, so there are no surprises."

"Mhm, thank you" Harua answered, clearly terrified.

"Could i see your arms please? Just to see which one is better?" The nurse asked.

Harua showed the nurse his arms as Fuma rubbed his shoulders to ease his nerves. After a minute she found a vain to inject.

"Okay, now I'll firstly use an alcohol swab to clean the area. It might be a little cold."

Harua squeezed Fumas hand tightly. "H-Hyung i-i can't b-breathe." Harua said in a panic.

"Look at me here, look how I'm breathing and imitate that okay?" Euijoo said trying to help Harua.

"Can i start the process now?" The nurse asked

"Yeah breathe in... and breathe out.." K tried yo help.

"Wait! Hyung i can't.. seriously, I'm too scared! I really can't" Harua whimpered trying to catch his breath.

When the nurse touched his arm he pulled away.

"Okay, okay take your time." she said patiently.

"Harua, look at me! It'll be over in less than a minute. This suspense hurts more than any needle. So just let the nurse do her job and finish this as soon as possible." Fuma said "We're with you. Just take some deep breaths."

Harua took a few deep breaths "okay i'm ready, but don't let go of my hand."

No, don't worry, i won't." Fuma squeezed his hand reassuringly. Harua closed his eyes shut and waited for the nurse to inject him.

"Okay 3,2.. " she said before inserting the needle

"A-au H-Hyung... Mhh it hurts" Harua whimpered as the needle pierced his skin.

"Over in a second, just don't move" Fuma hugged Harua so that he feels safer. At this point Harua was crying but without noise. You could only hear him violently sobing.

"You're doing so good Haru!" Euijoo said

"Yeah just a few more seconds and it's done." K added

"And done! That's it, you did amazing!" the nurse said trying to make Harua stop crying

"That's it, you did it!" Fuma said running his fingers through Harua's hair.

"Good job!" Euijoo said

"Yeah you did so well!" K exclaimed

"Could you press here for him please?" The nurse asked K.

"Mhm, of course" he said taking Harua's arm so he could press the cotton ball that was placed where the needle went. Harua flinched when K pressed Harua's arm.

"No, no it's just me" K said gently.

"A doctor will come see you after we see the test results". The nurse said before leaving the room.

After some time, a doctor went to tell the members about the results.

"So Harua, the test showed thet you're very dehydrated, and you're lacking vitamins. That's what caused the fever. It also showed that we won't have to do an ECG. A nurse will give you an IV, which will last about 2 hours and that should boost your immune system. Apart from that i will prescribe some pills to control that fever and your stomach, so you can eat something without vomiting. If the he faints again, bring him back to the hospital. Even though i don't think that will be needed. Do you have any other questions?"

"No thank you doctor" Fuma answered quickly before Harua could say something.

"Alright, then I'll send the nurse here" tha doctor said before leaving

"Hyunggg..." Harua said with puppy eyes

"You did it once, im sure you can do it again" Fuma answered.

"But it hurts so much"

"Well we'll be by your side" K said trying to convince Harua

"Hello boys" a nurse said a she walked inside. The boys greeted her and she told them how Harua is going to come with her to a different room where he'll be untill the iv drip is over.

"The room is really small so it would be great if only one person came inside with Harua."

"Hyung what do i do.." Harua asked worriedly

"I'll go with you if you want?" K said

"Yeah you can go with K" Fuma confirmed "okay?"

"Yeah okay..."

Harua stood in the sterile white room, his heart pounding against his chest as he stared at the medical equipment laid out in front of him. With a reassuring smile, K stepped forward and gently took Harua's trembling hand in his own. He helped him sit on the counter where the nurse told them to sit.

"You're going to be okay, Harua. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

Harua nodded, still shaking. The nurse approached, her voice calm and soothing as she explained the procedure. Despite her reassuring words, Harua's pulse quickened, and his palms grew clammy.

As the nurse prepared the IV, Harua's breaths came in short, shallow gasps. He squeezed K's hand tightly, trying to distract himself from what was coming. K squeezed back with a reassuring smile. "It won't be bad, trust me".

As the nurse came close to them Harua tried to back away a little but bumped into K.

"H-Hyung I can't.. really.. it's too much... I-I-" Harua said with puppy eyes.

"Okay, okay i get it, but let's just put your arm here," K said as he extended Harua's arm so the nurse could find a vain. "and you just look at me and it'll be fine, alright? I know how big this is to you and how much you don't want to be here, but I'm here with you and just focus on me and not on anything else that scares you." with this said Harua took a deep breath and nodded. The nurse found a vain and took an alcohol swab to wipe his arm. Harua slightly winced as the cold alcohol touched his skin.

"That's just alcohol, okay" K said.

"I'll countdown from three alright?" The nurse said and Harua nodded but K noticed tears peeking out the corners of his eyes. "3, 2..." The nurse inserted the needle, and Harua winced as a sharp prick of pain shot through his arm. He bit his lip when he felt the tears coming. K, who was kneeling in front of him, stood up to hug him. He's heart ached at the sight of Harua crying. He leaned in close, whispering words of comfort as Harua's head was pressed to his stomach, slowly getting K's shirt wet with the his tears.

"You're doing great, Rua. Just a little longer, and it's over." After taking the needle out and inserting a little tube, the nurse taped around the canula. "All done." She said after finishing. "That's it buddy, it's over, you did it." K said while rubbing Harua's back with a smile of relief on his face. Harua said as he let out a shaky sigh of relief .

"Oh buddy "K kneeled down and wiped Harua's tears away. "Was it that bad?" Harua just nodded.

"Harua, could you sit up, please? I have to connect you to the IV." The nurse said as she attached a bag of fluids to the infusion stand. Harua sat down on the bed. When the nurse approached him he backed a bit. "H-Hyung.."

"I'm here, I'm here," K said giving Harua his hand. "Give her your arm. It won't hurt now." After the nurse connected him to the IV stand she explained to the boys that the IV will last about 2 hours and that Harua might get a little sleepy and drowsy when the fluids start to kick in, and after that they can go home. The two of them were left alone there after the nurse left the room. "I have to tell Euijoo and the members that you're okay. Are you already sleepy?"

"Mhm" Harua said

"Okay, I'll wake you up when it's time" K said with a big smile on his face.

#kpop #kpoppost #kpop fanfic #kpopfafics #kpopfic #kpop fics #&team #&team fanfic #&team fics #sickfic #hospital #hospicecare #harua #trypanophobia

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another drunk drabble from dilf, please - Z

"I loooooove this wine Jungkook like looove" I slur, my body seemly going in slow motion as I take another drink of it and end up spilling half of it on myself.

"Oh! Oopsies!" I giggle to myself as Jungkook watches me make a complete fool of myself from the other side of the table.

"Remind me to never let you drink anymore when we meet" he says while rubbing his temples, not amused at the result of this little dinner he had planned.

"Why nooooott? I looooove drinking when I'm around you. You seem less mean when I do" I hiccup and giggle again, completely gone after my fourth glass.

"Alright Angel I think that's enough of that. Time to get you out of this dress and into bed" he says, standing up and walking over to where I'm seated.

I gasp at his words and hold my hand out, keeping him at arms length. "You wouldn't take advantage of me while I was drunk now would you?" I say, blinking slowly while I watch his figure fade in and out of focus.

"No I wouldn't because knowing you you would probably throw up from all the positions I had planned on having you in tonight" he says, grabbing my forearm and pulling me up from my chair.

"Owww" I whine while he pulls me into the bedroom, dragging my feet the whole way.

"You know, I thought you couldn't be anymore difficult than how you usually are but you never cease to amaze me" he says while not even bothering to let up on his grip.

As we enter the bedroom he sits me down on the bed, kneeling before me and taking off my heels. "I can do it myself" I whine trying to do so but he swats my hands away, knowing full well I couldn't undo the straps on them no matter how hard I tried.

"Get up" he says pulling me to my feet and turning me around to unzip my dress. "Fuck why did I make you wear this?" he curses, looking at the black lingerie set he sent to my house today.

He slides the dress off of me and unhooks my bra before pulling back the covers and tucking me in.

"Who knew you could be such a gentleman" I tease, sighing as I snuggle into the blankets. "Go to sleep y/n" he orders, done with my antics. "Okay okay I'm goingggg" I say, closing my eyes but opening them moments later when I hear him moving around.

He brings me a glass of water and sets it down on the nightstand as well as brings the little trash can over to set on the floor beside the bed.

"If you need to puke try to get it in here alright?" he says and I can't stop myself from rolling my eyes. "Roll those eyes at me one more time Angel and you'll regret it" he warns and I laugh, not being able to take anything he says seriously.

"Aye aye captain" I say while saluting him before turning on my side to face away from him.

"Hey!" I call out when I feel a harsh slap on my ass. "Keep it up baby, keep it up" he says making good on his promise. "You're no fun" I pout, facing away from him again.

"And you're too much fun now just shut up and go to sleep" he grumbles, walking over to the window and plopping down on the armchair in front of it.

"You're staying?" I ask curiously, confused as to why he would bother hanging around. "Someone's gotta make sure you don't choke and die in your sleep" he says while mindlessly scrolling through his phone, not even bothering to spare me a glance.

"So cute" I say, humming in contentment, thankful for having a little guardian tonight even though most of the time he's the devil incarnate.

"Go. To. Sleep" he growls, punctuating every word and all I can do is giggle in response before slowly drifting off to sleep.

"Just you wait Angel. You're going to hate the rude awakening I'm gonna give you" Jungkook taunts my sleeping form, thinking of all the ways he plans to torture me...

#jungkook fanfic #jungkook #jeon jungkook #do it for him #do it for him drabble #difh #ask

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nokingsonlyfooles · 1 year

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Hello, and Welcome to the Frog's Blog!

(Pinned Intro Post!)

I am here to do capitalism!

I hate capitalism.

Wanna give me a few paragraphs to explain why I'm doing it anyway?

I'm telling a story that I want people to see. Being generally a good person and asking nicely for people to tell others about me has not gotten a lot of eyes on my story. I need not only currency, to buy space to be seen and items directing people to look at me, I need social capital. Social capital is way older than currency, but it's still not my thing. This society was not built for me, and I'm missing a lot of the usual equipment for navigating it - we can put all kinds of labels on my neuro-spice blend, but the bottom line is, I'm out here at the edges, and it's gonna take a lot of effort for me to swim my amphibian butt anywhere near the mainstream. I gotta hope some of you will see me struggling and give me a little assist with a net, if you can.

And not scoop me out and throw me away.

I'm gonna put myself out here and do my own version of the Leftist Boogie, but I will probably elbow more than one person in the face and take a few pratfalls of my own. All of it in the hope that you'll see something in my style worth watching, and then go look at the other, longer, and much-better-proofread things I've done. (I got a lot going on and I often don't see typos, spelling errors and missing words. It's not because I don't care!)

My story is available right now and free to read without blinking ads that'll steal your data and assault your senses. I don't want that to change. So:

I need your eyeballs. It's super hard for me to keep performing when most people just walk on by, give me a little wave, or detour just long enough to spit in my open violin case. I need your money. (Oh, god.) My health issues can keep - and have kept - me from telling my story. I got a real wake-up call in 2022. If I can't offer someone fair compensation to help me, I will have to stop telling my story, and I don't know if I'll be able to come back and start telling it again. (My finances are weird because I moved to Canada as a +1 on my partner's work/study visa and I'm not, technically, allowed to work here. But the Patreon is hooked up to my US account - the only account with my name on it right now - and it still works.) I need your help. I can't give you a lot of money right now (in part because my account has a finite amount in it, that I am also using to buy groceries and home goods, and when it's gone, I no longer have any money or credit in my own name) but "fair compensation" doesn't have to mean money, from me or from you. I am more than willing to give away free content. I hope you're willing to give away free reblogs and signal boosts and eyeballs. Everything else is negotiable, and I do have a little money, so contact me here, or through my website, or just use that little "ask me anything" widget, if you have any ideas. I need your patience. I will cough up an occasional bright yellow Blazed ad, or other self-promotion, and I will keep reminding you that I'm telling a story and I need your help. My health is not in real great shape either. I may disappear, on this platform or others, because I'm dealing with a lot and I don't have enough left to create or be social. I hope not to disappear altogether, but there are no guarantees. I'm not trying to scam you, but you need to be aware that you're backing one fragile human being who may have to quit. Also, I make a lot of really stupid mistakes. Social interaction goes too fast for me. I can't always check myself before I wreck myself - or someone else who doesn't deserve it. Please believe I'm trying my best, and I'll try to believe that of you too. OK? I'm in the process of codifying the reasons why I'm trying to tell a story and I will not shut up. So you'll also see a lot of Big World stuff about art, storytelling, artists and storytellers around here. Eventually, you'll also see my art manifesto, but I'm juggling a lot of things I need to get done. You'll have to stay patient and let me do my best.

#author bio #intro post #i have a keyboard and i'm dangerous #free story #queer media #NB with a story #singing frog #no kings only fooles

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drawing-way-outside-the-lines · 1 year

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Chapter 30 - Old Messages, pt. 8. Episode 3.

Gabriella: She squad down next to them, drying her eyes with the back of her hand Guys.. she put a hand on each of their shoulders I'm sorry to interrupt, my sister is keeping up the field right now, that we hide under, and she can't go for 10 hours straight as I did… so we can't use too much time just sitting around. We still have a few things to sort out before I need to drive Andy back.

Andy: Nodded at her and grabbed the collar of Congo's shirt Just a bit more he pressed his lips against Congo's, french kissing him deeply

Gabriella: Stood up and walked to George You take Congo to the bistro, I'll take Andy to that coffee shop over there she pointed on the other side of the street I'll give you guys 15 minutes. I'm sorry it has to be so stressful, but we are running out of time. If you are done earlier, just signal me, alright?

George: He nodded and planted a soft kiss on her lips I agree… He cleared his throat Congo? I'm sorry, but I really need you to follow me, we are under a big time pressure…

Congo: Moaned softly and pulled his head away from Andy I'm gonna see you before we leave, I promise you. I'm gonna go with George now, and hurry him up, I promise. He smiled bright and dried his eyes with his sleeve I love you so much! Thank you for saving my life! And thank you for choosing me!

Andy: Nodded agreeing and dried his eyes, then grabbed Congo's hand when he offers to pull him up, kissing Congo a few times on his lips, before he let go of him and followed Gabriella to the coffee shop, where they soon sat down with a bit to drink, both of them deciding on a raspberry smoothie.

Congo: He sighed happily as he observed Andy from the window

George: Cleared throat I'm sorry to burst your bubble here. But I'm afraid I have some really horrible news about Andy, I really need to get out there. Trust me, I'm not happy having to deliver them now, and I would rather wait until you are done at your dads place, but after seeing A refuse Andy in case he was more like Marius mentally… you know…. autistic, as we talked about, may have been the case for Andy… I just want to at least give you the opportunity for you to back out, before we all get further involved in this… since I finally located the root of the problem-

Congo: Interrupted There will be no backing out… I would never be that cruel, backing out just because he was… I'm with Marius for heaven's sake… no matter how long that will last after today…

George: Cleared his throat Yes, I would imagine, but I have to explain anyway, but now I also have to make clear, that even if hard, I need you two, Andy and Congo, to keep dating Marius and A, like nothing happened. This is the hardest part, I know, but it must be done in order to keep you both safe. You'll have to still go on with asking Marius to move in with you, propose to him and continue your life as usual. Just DON'T marry him. Any marriage before your marriage with Andy, will break your bond with Andy. Just as well as he CAN'T marry A, obviously for the same reason. Gabriella is filling him in on all this right now… except this part, and now please don't interrupt me before I'm done. Andy isn't like Marius after all, but something horrible happened to him in his childhood. His eyes started flickering Please remain seated, for Andy will never get to learn any of this. It will break him completely. I'll go in and via hypnosis find out what exactly happened, and soothe child Andy within him, and that way fix it all for him. He took a big shaky breath and went on with a lump in his throat Andy was abused as a child. Whether he was raped or only fondled I do not know till I have been in there through hypnosis. He lit his pipe again and continued telling. The reason A and Andy took a break from therapy at my place, and returned to the city, was that A discovered that on a farm house not more than 700 meters from where my house is located, lived a man, who was always told to be a child molester. Cops could never find any evidences, so the man was never convicted. However, he had asked if there were any criminals in the neighborhood, he could… you know… snack on he frowned softly and as Gabriella mentioned this man, A said he would check him out, snoop around his place a bit. What A found at the basement of the farm was shocking. There were filled with children clothes, mainly female. Dirty mattresses with semen, chains, toys, locks of hair he had kept as souvenirs. And he found a keychain. A keychain with a little green and black guitar. He recognized it from a child picture Katherine had shown A, and as he sniffed it, it still had clear leftover smell of a younger Andy. So there were no doubt Andy had been in that basement. A didn't take it nice, he burned the farm down to the ground, with the man still inside. What he did to the man before he torched the place, I do not wanna know, but A assured me he was punished for his crimes. No one says he molested Andy, maybe he "only" did it to girls? But what I know is, one particular summer, Andy started acting strange. Few days later he fell of a horse, broke an arm and wanted to go home. He never returned to my house again, until now for therapy. Katherine always told me he refused to go. So something definitely marked him. As he was done he grabbed Congo's hands tightly, squeezing them a few times I understand if you want to walk away, if it's too much for you… but I promise you, I can fix him now.

Congo: Squeezed George back I will never desert him. I love him, no matter if he's fixed or broken. Thank you for telling me. He took a deep shaky breath, then cleared his throat, drying a few tears from his eyes Is there anything I should or shouldn't do, you know, when we are intimate… but also in general?

George: Shook his head softly No. Andy has blocked it all out. Adult Andy has no memory of the incident…. so just enjoy him as much as possible, and let him enjoy you smiled softly

Congo: Took another deep breath and nodded If you don't have more to add, could there possibly be time for him to at least join us for breakfast?

George: Smiled warmly Of course… He knocked the window and gave a sign for the others to join them, laughing as he saw how much Andy's face lit up

Andy: As he ran into the bistro, he quickly slided down next to Congo in his booth, linking his arm with his, and leaned his head on his shoulder, looking up at him with loving eyes I missed you!

Congo: Chuckled deeply, kissing Andy's hair I missed you too! What do you want for breakfast?

Andy: Smiles cheekily You!

George: Chuckled warmly I'm sorry my boy, there's no time for that… you'll have to eat something… hmm… less tasty winked at them both

Andy: Blushed lightly and sat up straight Alright, alright… he grabbed a menu and read it quickly 2 blueberry pancakes aaaand… no… make that 3 blueberry pancakes and an omelet… nothing to drink, I have my smoothie…

George: Waved at the waitress, smiling politely as she joins them Sorry about the food waste before. This time we will actually eat the food he winked at her and made her chuckle softly, then he went on I'll have the same as before, so will he nods at Congo who nods agreeing

Gabriella: Smiled friendly I'll have an omelet and a scone, please…

Congo: Smiled proudly And my fiance will have orders for Andy, kissing his forehead softly as he's done ordering

Andy: Blushed bright red, then suddenly looks around a bit nervous Wait… what… how… uh.. if you and Marius goes down here… now they have seen you with me.. your fiance… and.. well.. sighed a bit frustrated

Gabriella: Laughs softly as Congo seems to catch on to Andy's nervousness Relax guys… my clan is on it… they will make sure no one will remember anything here, as soon as we leave, I'll give them a call, and everyone in this city will only remember seeing Congo and a work associate, looking nothing like my honey bunny, having breakfast and discussing expanding Congo's house for Marius to move in. So just in case someone should ask around for anyone down here… well… that's what they will find… no trucks, no blue mohawks, no 'Gypsy' looking female without shoes… and no elderly sex god smoking a pipe she kissed George's cheek as he smiled pleased, puffing his pipe

Andy: Wrinkled his nose Eww no! Please!

Gabriella: Laughed heartly Andy, sweetheart, he's not that much older than Congo! Don't be fooled… under his clothes he's not 60+… does Congo look 48 under his clothes?

Andy: Bit his lips cheekily Not at all… he's as firm as I am… everywhere moans softly but he doesn't look 48 above the clothes either*

Gabriella: Nodded and smiled warmly True… he doesn't look a day over 40

Andy: Nodded and smiled proudly I know. And trust me… he's the real sex god here!

Gabriella and George: Both laughed out warmly

Congo: Blushed lightly and kissed Andy's hair

Gabriella: Winked at Andy I do not doubt you the slightest, and if he wasn't already taken, I would run away with him winked at Congo and sipped her smoothie

Andy: He pulled his tongue at her and leaned his head on Congo's shoulder again, moaning satisfied as Congo ran his fingers through his mohawk I wish we didn't have to go home… that we could just stay here forever sighed softly

Congo: Sighed deeply I know sweetheart… I know.

George: Caressed Gabriella's hand on the table Gaby and will make sure that day will come as fast as possible… but until then, when you aren't together, which can't be everyday, not even back in the city… you will have to force yourself to be in as normal as possible relationship with your partners. Giving them the illusion of everything being okay. It's the only way possible we can all pass this speed bump with our lives intact.

Andy: Sighed deeply We know George… don't spoil breakfast before it arrives!

George: Chuckled softly Alright, alright. I just want to make sure you both know this will probably be the hardest thing to overcome in your whole life…

Gabriella: Smiled softly But it will be worth it…

Andy: Nodded agreeing I'm sure it will, I have no doubt softly caressed Congo's arm

Gabriella: Smiled warmly I know… I'm with my mate gently pads Georges hand

Andy: Lifted his head from Congo's shoulder is George?

Gabriella: Smiled warmly He sure is…

Andy: Looked at both of them with a big smile, then suddenly froze a bit But wait… you guys don't wanna get married?

Gabriella: Chuckled softly He got me convinced… we will get married as soon as we settle for a date, but it should be sometime in the late fall, I think? Smiled warmly at George

George: Nodded softly at Gabriella and planted a kiss on her cheek, then nodded at the waitress as she arrived with the food

Andy: Looked curious at them both So where's the rings?

George: Chuckled softly Where are your rings?

Andy: Proudly reached out his hand with the ring

Gabriella: Grabbed his hand and studied the ring Nice… very simple… I like it.

Andy: Nodded even prouder On the inside, there's a heart and it says forever and ever.

Gabriella: Smiled softly at Congo

George: Sighed softly and smiled happily Now isn't that just precious? You two make me so happy inside! Congratulations to you both. You have my blessings!

Congo: Nodded softly Thank you George.

George: Looked questioning at Congo So where's yours Congo?

Andy: Smiled a bit shyly, then slowly unbuttoned the first few buttons of Congo's shirt, dragging the fabric a bit to the side, revealing the burn mark

George: Smiled softly I see… very personally…

Congo: Nodded softly I don't wear rings… well, I'll wear a wedding ring of course… but…beside that I'm not into wearing jewelries… so this was the second best I could come up with smiled warmly

Gabriella: Sighed softly And just above the heart… you just gotta love romantic men padded George's hand softly She sighed gently I hate to be bossy, but please eat guys… we gotta leave soon…

Andy: *Sighed softly and dug in, followed by the rest of them. During the meal there wasn't said much, only George explaining due to short time, he will follow Andy and Gabriella back to the city, in his own car, and drop by Andy's parents to tell them the happy news and explain everything in details. Andy also ran the idea about a weekend getaway with Congo, his parents and Paul by them, and it was fast agreed upon, that it would be the perfect opportunity to get married, if they were both up for the ultra fast wedding, which they both agreed to. Gabriella mentioned they could all go to Congo's spare house, some of her clan members could then show up at the wedding day and perform the ceremony, leaving them all in protected atmosphere, and as well do the adoption the same day, so everything is taken care of as soon as possible, to provide a security blanket for both Congo and Andy. Along the way Gabriella also insist in Paul, George, Katherine and Leonard to be adopted too. Just to be on the safe side.

Andy: As they were all done eating, he asked if there was a little time for him and Congo to step outside and be alone a bit, smiling satisfied as George agreed they will need a little time for a proper goodbye, since next time they will meet, it will most likely be around their partners. As Congo and Andy stepped outside, Andy quickly pushed him around a corner, shoving Congo up against the wall We are getting married! Possible in less than 2 months from now!

Congo: Nodded a bit overwhelmed and chuckles warmly It's a bit overwhelming, but there's nothing I want more than to be yours!

Andy: Squealed loudly I just wanna be yours as well! Let's do this!

Congo: Laughed warmly and wrapped his arms around Andy Kiss me silly!

Andy: Smiled bright, then wrapped his arms around Congo as well, kissing him tenderly

Congo: After few minutes kissing, he pulled back a bit, pointing at a bench not far away from where they stand What do you say we sit down a few minutes, until the others pick us up?

Andy: Sighed deeply and nodded softly Okay… let's do that. He grabbed Congo's hand and lead him to the bench, and as Congo sits down, he sits down next to him, leaning his body against Congo's chest, wrapping Congo's arms around him I love this… wrapping myself in you… I feel so safe…. so soothed… he picked up one of Congo's hands and softly planted a kiss on the back of it I could sit like this forever… watching the forest, listening to the birds, enjoying the sunlight, basking in your scent, kissing your hand, feeling your breath on my skin… tasting your lips on my lips…

Congo: Smiled softly blowing a bit of extra air out of his nose So life with me won't get boring for you in the long run?

Andy: Turned his head slightly and looked up at Congo with bright eyes Of course not! Who's the silly one now?!

Congo: Chuckled softly and kissed Andy's mohawk.

#unicornmanes #trigger warning:#brief mentioning of child abuse #brief mentioning of child molester #graphic scene #I apologize the at times weird format #I just don't have as much time to edit these days as I'd like #please be patient #thank you <3 #Andycorn #Andy Shaw-Thompson #Gabriella Lupei #George Cullman #Congo Shaw

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yumihoe · 3 years

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Housepet

Fandom - Kakeguri.

Pairing - Yandere Yumeko Jabami x Yandere Mary Satome x fem reader.

Summary: As a housepet pet you are required to serve your superiors.

Content warnings- Yandere themes, oral fixation, aged up characters, noncon-rape, Sexual slavery kinda, femdom, abuse of power, the reader gets slapped around/ mentions of the reader getting hurt in the past, degradation, face riding -let me know if I missed anything-mdni.

Word count -1.5k

Your neck was aching, collar heavy around it. The feeling of the leather suffocating, chaffing, and burning like a brand.

A Brand on livestock, A brand on an animal.

You aren't an animal. At least at one point, you hadn't been.

Now you were... what were you?

Yumeko says you're her favorite toy, always so sweet-so kind with her praises, even when she's bringing the belt down on your backside for the tenth time. " Such a good kitty, taking your lashes so well." But mary insist you're a dirty whore, " Why do you insist on babying the little bitch for doing what filthy whores like her are supposed to do"

Even now as Mary wraps another tie around your ankle you can't quite wrap your head around what you are.

Sharp pain from how tight the ties are rings through your wrist and makes you jerk away, earning you a hard slap to the face.

" Hold fucking still waste." Mary hisses. Yumeko jabs lightly at mary with her elbow " Why are you always so mean to her?" Yumeko sighs, rubbing at your thigh. Her voice sounds sincere, caring even but You know all too well that she's only pretending to care, pretending to scold mary for being rough with you.

" The little shit wouldn't have to get tied down if she hadn't had fucking kicked me last time." Mary snaps, yellow eyes glaring at the brunette.

You hadn't meant to kick Mary, but to be fair you had told her that you couldn't handle another orgasm, Yet she persisted, keeping the vibrator on your clit, sneering about how " little shits like you need to serve your purpose." and " If you know whats fucking good for you you'll come again." Your're tenth-or something orgasm had wrecked through your body, sending spasms and jerks- spasms and jerks that had caused your leg to launch out, smacking Mary in her nose.

You had already been punished, of course, mary had made sure to bruise your ass raw, make sure you could sit regularly for weeks, but she still insisted on tying you down before they went on with their regular routine anyways.

Yumeko busies herself unbuttoning her school blouse and stepping out of her skirt

It's not right, twisted how stunning Yumeko's Body is.

Sick people who keep other human beings tied down in empty classrooms shouldn't be allowed to so....beautiful. Sharp collarbone above perfectly round breast that melt into a sharply defined waist. No matter how much you despised Yumeko Jabami you would never be able to call her ugly. And the fact sickened you.

" Aw, you're drooling, am I that pretty kitten," Yumeko giggles, leaning down to smooth your hair back. " Does my good little kitty want something to plug up that sweet little mouth?"

Your stomach tightens knowing exactly what it is she's hinting at. "Open wide for me kitty." Yumeko coos, pushing two of her digits inside your mouth. You know better than to bite down on her fingers, the first and last time you had, mary broke one of yours, and you hadn't been able to bend it correctly for months. So you let the long, slender digits slide past your lips and suck, to avoid punishment.

Mary snorts as she fastens the last tie on your ankle, sitting up. "Ts really fucking gross how you stick your fingers in the little shits mouth like that, how the fuck do you get off on that?" She sneers Yumeko just smiles, pushing her fingers deeper into your mouth, hitting the back of your throat triggering your gag reflex. "If that little fuckface pukes, I swear to fucking god I'll kill you Yumeko." Mary frowns

" 'Sides, there are better ways to put her mouth to use anyways," she mumbles. Yumeko lets out a boisterous laugh " If you wanted a turn with kitty's mouth, all you needed was to say so." Mary doesn't answer, instead motions for Yumeko to take her fingers out of your mouth, to which Yumeko obliges with a sad whimper, letting her now slimy digits drop from your mouth.

"Now, you'll put that whinny little mouth to good use," Mary smirks, positioning herself to hover over your face. You start up your usual protest, about how you don't want her to ride your face, that you'd rather just eat her out on your stomach to avoid her suffocating you, but your pleading is in vain, Mary lets her legs give out anyway, pushing her cunt directly onto your mouth.

You almost panic at the sudden loss of air, but you know better to try and struggle against her, it only ever results in some form of physical assault. And it's not like you could push her off of you, in your current state. So you let your tongue loll out of your mouth to take a swipe at her folds.

" Aww, you're being so good kitten, you deserve an award." Yumeko sings.

" She's not-Fuck- Not being fucking good, the little fucking shit's just doing what housepets are supposed to do." Mary whimpers out, thighs quivering around your head.

Houspet.

Hearing Her say the word- the title is almost foreign since they often call you anything but. Kitten, Toy, Little shit, but still it's a reminder of what you are now. No longer human, and below any animal. A Housepet. A failed gambler.

It all comes pouring back to you like rain, everything you had been, what you were before.

Master gambler, Highroller extraordinaire. You had been on top of the world, winning game after game and match after match, well on your way to becoming an esteemed member of the student body council. Maybe even president of the student body council until-Until you had lost.

It had all happened so fast, you were so certain- still certain that you should've won that game, that it had been rigged and you deserved a rematch - a recount, anything- yet your cries of foul-play had fallen on death ears. Your status as a high-ranking gambler had been revoked, replaced with that of a disgusting, low-ranking rat.

The transition had been slow, yet persistent. The looks of fear and admiration people once gazed at you with turned to disgust and superiority. Where once people had flocked to be around you they had started to avoid you like the plague.

The last and final declaration of your dehumanization had come in the form of a notice from the student council, a notice stating that if you couldn't repay your debt from losing, you would be demoted to the lowest student ranking at Hyakkaou Private Academy. You had begged, on your knees almost for a second chance, but the president had refused, issuing you a collar.

Yumeko and Mary had cornered you a few days after that, forced you to become their personal little plaything.

"No point in resisting, shitty little housepets like you go missing all the time, no one would look for you." Mary had whispered

Yumeko jerking your thighs further apart pulls you out of your moment of self-realization.

"You're doing so well for Mary kitten, I just can't help but reward you." she beams.

Yumeko's rewards always leave you overstimulated and crying, so you don't feel any relief at the mention of receiving one. Still despite how you tense up, clearly uncomfortable with her rewarding you, Yumeko slots herself between your legs, flicking a vibrator on and pressing it against your clit. The sudden sensation causing your hips to buck up, much to the distaste of Mary.

" Be fucking still" the blonde hisses, " Just fucked up my c-climax."

You don't bother to object or tell mary that Yumeko's the reason you moved so suddenly, you know she won't care either way. "s' fucking close" Mary whimpers grinding down against your tongue harder. Her hips stutter, once, twice, before she's shaking, squirting all over your face. You want to gag, cry out, push her off you, but you know you can't, so you let her ride the rest of her orgasm off on your face, sticky, sweaty thighs clamped around your head.

Mary finishes after what seems like forever, standing up on quivering legs, looking around for her clothes.

" Were gonna be fucking late for our next class, fucking c'mon Yumeko" She sighs.

Yumeko pouts from between your legs, two fingers buried in your swollen cunt. "But I didn't get to finish kittens reward, she's been so good we can't just leave her all pent up like this."

you can almost hear Mary roll her eyes." If I have to fucking drag you outta here by your fucking hair Yume-

"Fine, Fine" Yumeko stands up, cutting her off. She slowly reassembles her uniform, grumbling almost like a child who just had a toy ripped away from her.

"Sides you can come back and finish the little shit off after school" Mary shouts, already halfway out of the door. Yumeko smiles down out you, winking before following her friend into the hall.

Long after they've left you find yourself sobbing, wishing they had untied you before going back to class.

A sick feeling rises in your stomach as you realize you're not crying about being tied up because the position you're in is uncomfortable or even because you might have been able to find a way out if they had let you free of the ties.

You're crying because You wished they had let you go before leaving so you could stuff a finger into your aching cunt.

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I really want Yumeko and mary to bully me. 😪

Anyways, as usual, if you enjoyed this don't be afraid to reblog!

#yandere yumeko #mary satome #yandere mary #yandere kakeguri yan #yandere x reader #femyandere #kakeguri mary #tw: noncon #tw:sexual slavery #kakeguri x reader #mary satome x reader #yumihoewrites #tw: degradation

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lovelykiri · 3 years

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Yes, doctor

summary

You go to a doctor’s office nearby every year for your annual appointment. Every time a nurse comes out into that familiar waiting room you get a little nervous. You had never liked doctor visits. This time your usual doctor was out, and there was a fill in you hadn’t met before. When the doctor enters your examination room, you were pleasantly surprised. Denki Kaminari, the boy you had been fawning for all throughout high school, would be your doctor today.

female reader

both are adults, around 20-25 years old

h/n = hero name

content warning

medicalplay, bondage, slapping your pussy, degradation, punishment/reward, desperation, edgeplay/orgasm denial, dumbification, breeding, sex toys, thigh riding, y/n pees herself

full fic by spice🥧

After checking in with the receptionist, you sat down in one of the plush chairs in the waiting room. You were a pro hero, and a pretty recent graduate from UA high, having graduated 5 or 6 years ago. This doctor's office was specifically for heroes, so it was pretty fancy to say the least. The reason it was only for heroes was so they could have specialized doctors and nurses fit to deal with quirks, and they were hand selected by the Hero Organization to handle confidential quirk information if needed.

You picked up one of the magazines from the table across from you and flipped through it, eyeing various support item ads and making mental notes of them to show to your costume designer.

"Y/n?" a voice called.

You looked up, and a friendly looking nurse greeted you with a warm smile.

"Hello." you said quietly, getting up to follow her into the hallway.

"It's an honor to meet you, H/n!" she said excitedly, as she led you to a small room to take your height and weight.

"Thanks! Thank you for taking such good care of us heroes."

"Only the best for the people who protect us from villains!" she said cheerfully.

After taking your measurements, she led you to another room.

"Here, change into this, and your doctor will be in shortly!"

She handed you a paper gown.

"Thank you!" you said.

After she left, you put the gown on and sat on the bed. You waited nervously, trying to remember if you were due for any shots, when you heard a knock.

"Are you dressed? May I come in?" a familiar sounding voice called.

"Sure." you said.

The door opened and you knew who it was the second you saw a flash of that familiar bright yellow hair.

You couldn't believe your eyes.

"K-Kaminari?"

"Please! Call me Denki. We were friends in high school, weren't we?" he said with a bright smile.

"Y-Yeah.. you didn't become a hero?"

"Nope. Everyone at UA and in the pro hero world looked down on me. Well, except you, Deku, and Red Riot, that is. So I became a doctor to prove people like Dynamight wrong. Do you still talk to anyone from our class?" He asked, taking a seat at his computer and typing in his password.

"Yeah, Deku and I patrol together sometimes and Mina is still my best friend."

"Oh, Mina! I forgot about her. She was nice. Anyway, how have you been? Feel sick lately? Cough? Sore throat? Fever?"

"Nope, I'm all good." you said, trying to avoid his gaze.

"Are you okay? You seem.. nervous." he lowered his voice.

"I-I'm fine. Sorry."

"Okay. Well, I'm gonna ask you a few questions, and then we can get started."

He began to ask questions, your cheeks heating up more and more with every embarrassing question about your sex life, menstrual cycle, bowel movements, and so on and so forth.

Denki laughed suddenly.

"Look how red you are- calm down it's just me!"

You laughed quietly.

"Alright, well, I'm just gonna make sure everything's okay, and then you can be on your way!"

"Sounds good." you said, relieved that he wasn't asking any further questions.

He had stopped asking questions, yet that warmth in your cheeks stayed there as you watched him wash his hands and put gloves on.

He started by checking your reflexes. After you almost kicking him, he moved on to check your eyes and ears.

He pulled out his stethoscope.

"I'm gonna listen to your heartbeat really quick okay? Tell me if I'm making you uncomfortable! Sorry, it's gonna be cold."

Shit. He's gonna be able to tell how nervous I am..

You tried to steady your breathing, but it just came out ragged, embarrassing you further.

He moved the stethoscope with a confused look on his face, before taking it off and putting it back around his neck.

"Are you okay? Your heart is beating really fast. Should I refer you to someone or are you just nervous?" he asked, scribbling something down on a clipboard.

"N-Nervous, sorry."

"Oh yeah! You had a crush on me in high school, didn't you?" That explains it!"

"H-How did you know?"

"Mina told me. After we graduated, though. I never got to reach out to you about it, but I liked you too."

"Y-You did?!" you breathed.

"Mmhm. Now try to calm down a little so I can get some accurate measurements."

"Okay, sorry."

You took a deep breath, and he continued trying to get an accurate reading, but god.. he was just so hot, so concentrated, and he smelled so good..

"Hey. Y/n. Earth to Y/n." he said, looking up.

"Sorry!" you said again.

"It's not a problem," he smirked. "Come here."

And with that, he pulled you in for a kiss.

You gasped against his mouth, before melting into it, your hands finding their way around his neck, clasping in the back. You felt one of his hands wrap around you waist, the other still holding the stethoscope in place.

You broke the kiss.

"You gonna move this?" you asked, touching the hand holding the stethoscope.

"Why? You wanna take this further or something?" he asked.

You cast your gaze downwards as he pressed it harder onto your chest to the point where it started to hurt.

"D-Denki.."

"Use your words, princess. What do you want from me?" he said, laughing. He could hear your heartbeat steadily climb, he loved the look of nervousness covering your face, you desperately trying to form words.

"I-I want you."

"Hm?" he said, pressing harder. The loudness was starting to hurt his ears, but it was so worth it to see you flustered.

"P-Please! I want you!"

"Good girl." he said with a smile, removing the stethoscope and placing it on the table.

He sat in his desk chair, facing you with crossed arms.

"Undress please, I need to make sure everything looks okay."

"O-Okay."

"That's 'Yes Doctor' to you."

"Yes doctor."

You took off the gown and tossed it aside, facing Denki, who was smirking at the sight of your naked body.

He stood up and took off his shirt, followed by his pants, leaving him in only his boxers, his erection poking through with a bit of precum already showing. He then wrapped you in a kiss again, his hands finding your breasts and kneading them until your nipples were hard.

You let out a soft moan as you caressed his face.

He pulled away.

"Look at you, making a mess on my table." he gestured to the wet puddle that was forming between your legs. "I'll have to punish you for that.

He pulled a roll of bandages from the cabinet and smirked. He bandaged your hands on either side of you stuck down onto the table, making sure you couldn't move them. Then, he bandaged your feet down onto the table, again, making sure you couldn't move them.

Your dripping cunt was exposed to him, and you could barely move.

"Dripping for me like a bitch in heat, I've barely touched you, princess."

"D-Doctor- please-"

You were cut off by two fingers lightly grazing your wet pussy, gathering your juices on them. He then stuck them in your mouth, causing you to gag.

"Suck."

You did as told and sucked your wetness of his fingers, your face a shade of red from embarrassment.

"Such a good girl, following the doctor's orders. Now let's see. I have to examine other patients too, so if you'll excuse me." he started to put his clothes back on, smiling while you looked at him shocked.

"Oh don't be scared. I'll be back for you soon. And I have something to keep you company while I'm gone."

He pulled out a small pink vibrator with a tiny remote from his desk drawer.

"When I found out you were my patient, I had a feeling things would go this way. I came prepared."

He attached the vibrator to your clit, drawing a gasp from you.

"No cumming until I allow it okay? See you soon, princess. Oh- and I almost forgot."

He grabbed the bandages again, and put them over your mouth.

"Can't let anyone hear you!" and with that, he left the room and locked the door.

You sat there, stunned, legs open, dripping wet, with a vibrator attached to you. It wasn't on yet, either. It was just sitting there. You tried to shake it off of you, or at least break the bandages, to try and get some relief, but they wouldn't budge.

And then it happened. The vibrator started at a very low shake, making you gasp once more, trying to close your legs to relieve the pressure.

Your head was spinning when it went up to the next level again. You were squirming, bucking your hips, anything for it to stop. But alas, it went up to the highest level.

You nearly screamed, but managed to stifle your moan. And then, it stopped.

This cycle went on for an hour, the vibrator randomly turning on super low, jumping to high, staying off for a bit, it was pure torture, and it wasn't enough to make you cum, either, so you just had to bear it.

About 30 minutes into this torture, you realized something even worse. You had to pee.

You were sweating, shaking, panting, face bright red, trying not to piss yourself, when the vibrator stopped and the door jiggled. Your heart nearly stopped, afraid it was some poor doctor who would have to see it.

But you were relieved to see your doctor slip into the room.

"My my- you're quite a mess!"

"MmhmmmhmmhhMMM!" you tried yelling at him through the bandage on your mouth.

"Princess, use your words! Oh wait- you cant!"

He detached the vibrator from your clit, and removed the bandage on your mouth.

"I'm gonna examine your pussy, okay?"

"Y-yes doctor."

You gasped at the feeling of his freezing cold hands touching your pussy lightly.

“Are you sensitive here…?" he touched your clit, smirking as you squirmed.

"Or.. here, perhaps?" he lightly circled your entrance with his fingers.

"Y-Yes doctor! I'm so- I'm so sensitive- please- give me an examination or a checkup please- I need to- I need-"

You were babbling, forgetting how to talk.

Suddenly, a hand came down, smacking your pussy. You moaned loudly, looking up at him with tears gathering in your eyes.

"Princess, doctor can't understand you. What do you want?"

"Doc-Doctor I- I need bathroom... please let me go to the bathroom.. th-then we continue."

"Ah, I don't think that's necessary. You may hold it."

"Doctor! Please!"

"No can do, princess. Doctor says no. Do I need to dumb it down more for you? Is doctor speaking too many big words for you to understand?"

"W-Why can't I go pee..?" you said in a small voice.

"Because! You follow doctor's orders, not your own. Doctor says no, you only listen to doctor."

"Y-Yes doctor."

"That's a good girl. Now let's start your examination."

He came over and took both of your breasts in his hands. He rolled your nipples in his fingers and kneaded your breasts until you were whining, face red from embarrassment.

"Is my princess embarrassed? Let your doctor take care of you. He knows what's best. Don't be embarrassed."

He stopped playing with your breasts and moved down to your pussy. Without warning, he dipped his fingers in and curled them painfully slow.

"Doctor!"

"Shh."

You obeyed, stifling your moans as he brought you closer and closer to an orgasm with every slow curl of his fingers.

"Do-Doctor- I'm gonna- p-pee..."

"Okay. Go then."

"B-But Doctor-"

"I said, go princess."

"Yes doctor..." you said, ashamed, as piss pooled out of your pussy, dripping onto the floor.

He continued to finger you slowly as you peed.

You hid your face with your arm.

"Don't be embarrassed princess, I already told you."

"G-Gonna c-cum."

"No. You're not."

He removed his fingers with a sinister grin.

He then slipped his shirt off, followed by his pants, again, leaving him in just his boxers and the gloves he had on.

He peeled your restraints off slowly, looking you in the eye. You looked back at him nervously, trying not to shake.

He then picked you up, surprising you.

"You can wrap your legs around me, it's okay."

He was holding you like a child, but it didn't last long. He put his knee against the wall and let you down so you were sitting on his thigh. He then pressed another kiss onto your mouth.

"Ride." he commanded.

You began to grind onto his thigh, your moans coming out breathy and short.

He reached down to your clit and circled it, and sent a tiny jolt of electricity through his fingers.

"Doctor!"

"Shh princess. Breathe with me okay? In, out. Just like that."

As he led you through breathing, he was sending more electricity to your already abused pussy, making it near impossible not to cum.

"Doct-Doctor ple-please, m'cumming! Let me cum, please!"

You could barely form coherent sentences, you were so focused on trying not to cum.

He placed his hands under your armpits and lifted you up again, holding you once again, like a child. He placed you onto the table again, the wetness from your legs audible.

"I think it's time for Doctor's cock. Are you ready for doctor's cock?"

"Yes doctor! Pl-please! I n-need y-your cock! Please! Breed- breed me!"

"Of course princess."

He finally removed his boxers and gloves, climbing onto the table with you. He put your legs up into the mating press position, and shoved his full length in.

"Aah! D-Doctor- feels so- so good! Please!"

"You said you were a virgin, right?" he asked as he snapped his length into you again.

"Y-Yes doctor."

You could feel every vane, the slight curve, every twitch of his cock as it hit your walls.

"Y-You've never had anyone hit your g-spot then?"

"N-No doctor! I-It's only for you- only you!"

"If you cum without permission, I'm gonna make you cum again. Got it?" he asked with a grunt, as he tried to find your spot.

"Y-Yes doctor!

He began to rub your clit, sending more bliss falling over you. You had been trying not to cum for around two hours now, and it was at this point, slightly painful. You were overstimulated and you hadn't even gotten to cum yet.

His eyes rolled back as he hit that spongy spot- and you almost screamed. You moaned loudly, fingers gripping into his back, toes curling. All you could see was white, and you heard a loud squelch.

"Pr-Princess! You squirted.. what a b-bad girl... c'mon, I know you've got another one in there for me! This time cum WITH permission though."

"Y-Yes doctor!"

He continued to snap his hips into yours. You gasped when he bottomed out, hitting against your cervix. He rubbed your clit harder and continued to pump into you, hitting your g-spot and cervix with every thrust.

"M'gonna cum s-straight into y-your pretty little w-womb. I'll fill you u-up with my kids! You'll be s-swollen and pregnant- you'll be m-my princess f-forever! D-Do you like the s-sound of that?"

"Yes doctor!" you cried out blissfully.

"G-Good girl! C-Cum wi-with me!"

His pace stuttered and his cock twitched hard as hot white cum filled your womb. You couldn't hold back your second orgasm as you came around his cock again, pussy fluttering wildly.

He pulled out slowly, and wiped his now soft cock off with a tissue.

"Princess. You're leaking."

He gathered the cum that was dripping out and pushed it back in.

He got dressed, but when you tried he stopped you and told you to sit back on the table.

"I see you're on birth control on my charts, by the way. Let's take you off of that. And since your heartbeat was a little fast, I'll schedule you back about a week out, how does that sound?"

"G-Good. T-Thank you."

"No problem! Oh- you're leaking again, here."

He pulled out a small plug from his drawer, gathered his cum on his fingers once again, pushed it back inside, and inserted the plug into your cunt.

"Take this out when you know you won't leak my cum anymore."

"Y-Yes doctor. Thank you."

"Oh- and take these every day until next week when you come back for me, okay?"

He handed you a small bottle with tiny pink pills in it. You read the label out loud.

Stimulation In A Bottle for low sex drives

"Low sex drive?"

"Yeah. Coming off your birth control might mess you up a little, it could mean a lower sex drive, or double the sex drive. Best not to risk it, princess."

"B-But-"

"I need to hear a "yes doctor" from you, please."

"Yes doctor."

"Good, now get dressed, I'll see you next week. Oh- and the janitor will clean the pee up. I'll just say it was a child."

"Yes doctor."

#denki smut #denki x reader #mha x reader #mha smut #.spice writes🥧#.the dungeon

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byulsgrease · 3 years

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duly noted

you've never been one to obsess about your soulmate, assuming you'll figure it out when the time is right. but seriously, what kind of nonsense has yours been writing about recently?

(eventual moonbyul / wheein x gender neutral reader, soulmate!au, trainee/idol!au, ~1.2k words)

a/n: wheein bias wrecker anon! I might've had too much fun with your req and so this is gonna be my first soulmate au 🤠 while byul and wheein don't actually appear in this part (does that make this a prologue? idk), I promise they'll make their appearance soon enough :)

cw: struggles of being a trainee (weight + food talk)

The claps from your dance instructor ring out in the mirrored studio, calling everyone to attention before they send you off for the day. Everyone stands around listening to whatever niceties they're talking about, asking the rhetorical questions of whether all of you want this, how everyone needs to work harder, etc. How many years has it been now, almost three? Evaluations went pretty well recently and you've certainly demonstrated signs of growth since you started, but debut? Who knows. Does anyone, really?

But right now it's late and you're hungry, hoping that your growling stomach isn't loud enough to pierce through the lecture. You're respectfully tuned out anyway, since it's all old news. Nothing you haven't heard before. They clap again once their spiel ends and everyone disperses. Your eyes catch Hyejin's on your way out of the studio, sharing a funny face and an eyeroll before disappearing into the herd of trainees shuffling to the lockers.

Your locker opens with a routine spin of the dial, taking care to slow down and line up the numbers properly so you're not stuck having to do it over again. The inside's pretty cute for a metallic rectangle— it's really the only space of your own besides your notebook. Pictures of your family, old school friends, and fellow trainee friends line the sides beneath a tiny string of battery-powered fairy lights. It's not much, but always a humbling reminder of why you're here.

Unzipping your bag, you take out a pair of slides and drop them on the floor while stepping out of your sneakers. There's not much else in your bag, just a change of clothes and your notebook, of course. Everyone has one. Anything inside could be drawn, written, scribbled, painted. It’s your personal creative space and no one else's, but with two conditions:

You can't write your name in it, not even your initials. Of course everyone tried to as kids against their parents commands, but letters simply sink into the page, disappearing as if they'd never been written at all.

You can only mark up one side. Pages on the right side are for you, and the left side pages fill themselves. Fill themselves with what? you asked your parents. They gave you a non-answer, saying you'd figure it out someday. Great. Only other thing they bothered to tell you was that your right-hand pages were someone's left-hand ones. So someone can see what I put here? Their confirmation sounded rather casual, which you found weird. Someone out there was watching what you put in? But you got used to it, especially since every person owns one. It's a novelty for children anyway. Mark up a page however you want, knowing that someone out in the would will see, and sit back to watch whatever randomness shows up on the left side.

Your left side pages were actually empty for quite a while, save for the occasional "UGGHHH" followed by a typical childish annoyance scrawled messily across the entirety of the page in marker. Not that notebook use was mandatory, but parents usually encouraged it because it kept their kids occupied. There wasn't much you could do about empty pages, nor did you care most of the time, but it did leave you a little jealous of other kids at school who'd sometimes open theirs and be greeted with cute watercolor paintings, mini murals, or skillfully written poetry.

For you, the notebook's served many uses. As a kid it was random doodles and poorly-drawn fantasy scenarios— escapism, perhaps. In middle school it was angsty poems and random journal entries about the random happenings of your life. For the first half of high school it became your to-do list, keeping track of school assignments. And on the rarest occasion, song lyrics. Visual art was never your medium of choice, music came more easily. But drawing staff lines for music notation in the notebook usually ended up being too tedious, so your original stuff was mostly relegated to voice memos on your phone. And now? Who knows. Trainee life may as well be a blur. Sing, dance, talk, eat if you can afford to, sleep, repeat. It's hard to find the energy to write anything most days. Whenever you feel like checking, the left side has random jottings, nearly illegible most of the time.

It wasn't until you got older that you realized that whoever read your entries on the was the same person generating content on the left. And supposedly the person you're supposed to be with for the rest of time? What kind of system is that? I'm just supposed to trust blindly? having asked your parents in exasperation after figuring it out. Again with more non-answers— it had worked for them, didn't it? There's also the obvious question of why people don't just write directly to each other, but whatever. You're still young, no need to obsess over "the one" unlike some of your classmates. If it's meant to be, it'll happen, you figure. And it obviously is, you've got a notebook with (semi-)filled left side pages. What more could you ask for?

The cacophony of clanging lockers opening and closing starts to die down as people leave. Hyejin's head pops out from behind the locker door, laughing in your face when you flinch.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah, one sec. Man, I'm starving,” you remark while slipping the bag straps on your back and closing the locker door. You don't even want to know how strapped for cash you are, probably in for another night of boiled eggs and canned kimchi.

“Wanna go out for food?” she immediately asks, eyes alight at the prospect of getting to eat something besides convenience store food.

"I wish. Actually, you wish," you smirk with longing in your eyes. The "no" doesn't even have to be said, weigh-ins are way too soon to risk it. She hangs her head, jokingly dejected as you swing an arm around her shoulder to walk out of the company building together.

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After scrounging up whatever food you call dinner, taking a shower, and flopping into bed, you open up your notebook and grab the random pen laying on your dresser, unsure of what you'll write about tonight. There's chicken scratch on the left page already, ballpoint pen. It's actually legible today, though: In my room every day I see your smile.

What the hell does that mean? Whose smile, yours? You haven't even met yet.

Call me everyday every night, hug me everywhere every time

Utter nonsense. Maybe meeting soulmates is just a huge game of catch-up once everything's finally revealed, surely yours will be. There’s just so many questions. Moving to the right side, you jot down a list of cheat meal ideas along with some assorted notes and pointers from practice that you want to work on tomorrow, drawing little characters next to each list item for fun. After accidentally drawing a random squiggle from jolting yourself awake and feeling the heaviness in your eyelids, you cap your pen and shut your notebook, placing it back in your bag. With the lights out, the last thought you have before sleep consumes you is why haven't you ever tried writing directly to each other after all this time?

[next]

#using their real predebut photos feels like a disservice lmaoo #girl crush is my fave cf tho :D #requested #💥 anon #mamamoo imagines #gg fic #mamamoo x reader #hwasa x reader #mamamoo fanfic #kpop fic #girl group fic #moonbyul imagines #hwasa imagines #wheein imagines #mamamoo scenarios #soulmate au

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cyberghst · 3 years

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Jung Jaehyun NSFW Alphabet

Warnings:NSFW content.

(This is my first time writing on here so anyone who magically came across this fucking shit show please bare with me and my horrible fucking grammar😪)

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| A - Aftercare [What their like after sex.]

After taking a moment to catch his breath he'd lay down and roll onto his side so you two are face to face, he'd pull your body flush against his despite you both being covered in a thin layer of sweat from the activities that happened only minutes ago. His hand would be placed on your hip drawing soft circles with his thumb as he looked at your still slightly flushed face before grinning softly as you laid next to him finally managing to get your breathing back to normal. He knew if you needed something at that exact moment you'd tell him and he'd be more than willing to get you whatever it was you needed but after admiring you in the afterglow he'd get up and get something to clean you both off with and anything else you needed or wanted.

| B - Body Part [Their favorite body part on themselves and their S/O]

I feel like he'd like his arms or hands. He loves holding you whether that be holding your hand while walking through a park, placing his hand on your thigh while driving, or ᴸᴵᴳᴴᵀᴸᵞ ᵂᴿᴬᴾᴾᴵᴺᴳ ᴴᴵˢ ᴴᴬᴺᴰ ᴬᴿᴼᵁᴺᴰ ᵞᴼᵁᴿ ᴺᴱᶜᴷ ᴬˢ ᴴᴱ ᵂᴴᴵˢᴾᴱᴿˢ ˢᴵᴺᶠᵁᴸ ᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳˢ ᴵᴺᵀᴼ ᵞᴼᵁᴿ ᴱᴬᴿ ᴬˢ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴾᴬᶜᴱ ᴬᴺᴰ ᴴᴬᴿᴰᴺᴱˢˢ ᴼᶠ ᴴᴵˢ ᵀᴴᴿᵁˢᵀˢ ᴾᴵᶜᴷ ᵁᴾ OR his arms because Jae is pretty muscular and he use it to his advantage, for instance, you fall asleep in the car Jaehyun wouldn't want to wake you up in your peaceful state so he'd pick you up gently and carry you from the car into the apartment with ease along with many other advantages. ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴵᴺᶜᴸᵁᴰᴱ ᴴᴵᴹ ᴴᴼᴸᴰᴵᴺᴳ ᵞᴼᵁ ᵁᴾ ᴬᴳᴬᴵᴺˢᵀ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵂᴬᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᵀᴴᴱ ˢᴴᴼᵂᴱᴿ ᵂᴴᴵᴸᴱ ᴴᴱ'ˢ ᶠᵁᶜᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᵞou-

And on you he’d like your legs more specifically thighs or your waist. Like I’ve explained 1000 times he loves holding you so your waist is probably something he likes, whether it’s slim or not it’s perfect to him just like everything else about you. And thighs just because ✨𝓉𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓈✨.

| C - Cum [Anyting to do with cum basically]

He’d usually cum on your thighs, stomach, or back depending on what position your guys are in but on the occasions, he does cum inside of you he enjoys watching it drip out of you then pushing it back inside of you with his fingers or his dick then leaving it inside of you for some cockwarming after you two finish. (I'm a disgusting person🧍-)

| D - Dirty Secret [A dirty secret of theirs]

He's been wanting to try something semi-public with you. Like fucking you in a bathroom stall of a mall or an amusement park where ANYONE could walk in at ANY moment, while he wouldn't actually want to get caught the idea of you trying to stay quiet and keep him quiet while he hardens his thrusts making you whimper lowly plus the rush you two would get from it is just the cherry on top for him. (I wanna write a one shot about this🌚)

| E - Experience [how experienced they are when it comes to sex]

I wouldn't say Jae is crazy experienced but I also wouldn't say he isn't? Like he's had maybe two partners before you so he has a bit of experience but just because he hasn't had a bunch of partners doesn't mean he doesn't know exactly what buttons to push to have you whimpering and shaking for him

(and A BEING GOOD OR KNOWING A LOT ABOUT WHAT THEIR DOING DOESN’T MEAN YOU SHOULD ASSUME THAT THEY’VE HAD A TON OF PARTNERS‼️)

| F - Favorite Position [this ones obvious]

He really likes when your on top of him and facing him so probably Lotus or yknow literally just you riding him and this is because he loves seeing your face slightly scrunch up due to the pleasure and he want to be able to kiss you whenever he wants to.

| G - Goofy [Are they more goofy or serious in the moment]

He always tries to be sweet and sentimental during moments like that like telling you he loves you and just praising you in general but if you do the same to him he’ll get flustered and kind of shy but continue nonetheless. Plus Jaehyun is a dork so it wouldn't be an often occurrence but he'd let his dorky side shine through sometimes like if you were visibly nervous about doing something with him he'd say something to try and light up the mood and to get you to smile so he's not exactly goofy but not 100% serious either.

| H - Hair [how well do they Manscape]

I feel like he'd trim but he isn't completely bare. He feels like having hair is more of a manly look but he also thinks it takes way to long to shave so he keeps himself tidy and trims now and then but doesn't fully shave it off.

| I - intimacy [How romantic they are during heated moments]

He always tries to be romantic even if it's just a quickie or he's super exhausted, he always wants to make sure you know how much he loves you and cares for you and he wants you to feel appreciated and never wants you to think he doesn't care. He gets flustered easily and can get shy sometimes but it still doesn't stop him from letting you know how much he loves you.

| J - Jack Off [self explanatory]

He doesn't do it too often but if he had a dream about you and woke up with a raging hard-on or something he'd get into the shower to cool himself off plus it makes for the easiest cleanup.

| K - Kinks [What they're into]

He doesn't have any hardcore kinks or anything but he'd probably be into marking, like leaving Hickey's, bite marks, and the occasional red print of his hand on your body, and he enjoys when you mark him as well.

He may like to be called daddy(?) not to an extreme like with DDLG or anything like that but occasionally, Maybe if he's really needy or your really needy you'll call him Daddy just to get him going or something(?).

He's definitely into body worship and praising both ways, he loves to be told he's making you feel good and you complimenting him always makes him flustered and he loves telling you how good you're doing for him.

Likes edging and overstimulating you and also being edged and over stimulated and he's a fan of dirty talking. Nuff said.

| L - Location [Favorite place to have sex]

Literally anywhere in your home. He likes having the freedom to make noise, do whatever for however long, etc etc, but he doesn't care where it is in your house you have sex whether it's the floor, kitchen counter, shower, couch, etc.

| M - Motivation [Turn-ons]

This man finds you so attractive it's impressive how easily you can get him going, you look at him a certain way, and he’ll be reading every single thing you do towards him as flirtatious, your thighs are exposed, Man is putty in your fucking hands, and making out with you or you kissing his neck gets him too.

| N - NO [turn offs, something they wouldn't do]

Anything involving another party. Whether it be someone watching you two, him watching you and someone else, or a threesome, it's just something he doesn't like the idea of at all, so not necessarily a turn-off but he wouldn't be comfortable with it.

Anything that has to do with him hurting you or you hurting him he is not for at all, BDSM is a no, even though he somewhat likes being called daddy on rare occasions DDLG creeps him out, and he wouldn't like insulting you or being insulted.

| O - Oral [once again self-explanatory]

Giving: doesn't fucking back down. Whenever he goes down on you he never half-asses anything. He gives you exactly what you need and it feels just as good to him as it does to you, it's something about seeing you that pleasured and knowing he's the cause of it that gets him, he’ll quietly groan onto you while he's going down on you, he's just loves it.

Receiving: as much as he loves giving he loves seeing you on your knees in front of him just as much but will never admit that. He would groan and whimper so much, putting his hand on the back of your head and lightly pushing you down making you take him in deeper as his head tilts back and he groans while telling you how well your taking him- I'm gonna stop before I go feral. Needless to say, he enjoys you giving him head.

| P - Pace

My man got rhythm fOsurE- doesn't matter if it's a more sensual moment his thrusts are always hard and decently fast, yeah sure he'll start slow but his pace will always have the both of you seeing fucking stars.

| Q - Quickies

He does prefer to have more time to do whatever he wants with you but if there isn't time for a drawn-out session he wouldn't mind a quickie.

| R - Risk [comfort zone]

Like I explained in D [Dirty Secret.] he'd be open to trying out some semi-public stuff but he wouldn't actually wanna get caught if that makes any sense. He'd just wanna do it for the thrill.

| S - Stamina [how many rounds they can go]

To be honest with you I feel like his stamina is pretty decent he'd probably be able to go 3-4 rounds with little breaks in between.

| T - Toy [their favorite toys]

He probably wouldn't use toys on you but he would like to use silk ties or handcuffs to bind your wrists to your bed frame and maybe a blindfold as well,

But I also feel like if you were to use toys on yourself he'd like to try mutual masturbation, for example, you'd be sitting on the bed or something using a vibrator on yourself, whimpering and slightly shaking from the stimulation it's giving you while Jaehyun sits across from you Jerking off, but seeing you in that state would make him wanna take over.

| U - Unfair [do they tease, do they enjoy being teased]

He's a huge tease. Act surprised. He'll tease you by subtly brushing his hands over your chest or put his hand on your thigh moving it dangerously close but only rubbing soft circles on your inner thigh with his thumb but not touching you where you want him too, just using his teasing actions and words to get you all hot and bothered.

He lowkey enjoys it when you tease him as well, he finds it very intriguing and thinks it's pretty funny that you're doing it and acting like you won't let him bend you over the nearest surface and take you.

| V - Volume [do they moan or are they quiet]

If you two were somewhere he couldn't exactly make much noise then he'd keep his sounds to a minimum, little grunts here and there, heavy breathing, kissing you so he'd stay quiet, but if you were at home or a hotel or something and he didn't have to be that cautious about volume then he'd moan quite a bit, I feel like he'd get vocal because of the sounds you're making so he could put his fingers inside of you and would moan under his breath because he’d unconsciously mimic the sounds you'd make.

| W - Wild Card [Authors choice]

He's a switch with a top lean but if you were to initiate something and start being dominant with him he'd be putty in your hands.

| X - X-Ray [how big they are]

I feel like he'd be 8 inches when soft and a solid 8.5 when hard and he's not exactly super girthy but not super slim either so he's like in the middle of the scale but more towards the girthy side, but I mean hey your guess is as good as mine.

| Z - Zzz [How fast they fall asleep afterward]

He wouldn't allow himself to fall asleep until he got you cleaned up and made sure you had whatever you needed. If you're the type to fall asleep fast he'd pull you towards his body and rub his hand up the side of your body making sure you were okay and asleep before closing his eyes and falling asleep himself but if you are the type of person who can't fall asleep quickly or easily he'd make sure you're alright before laying on top of you and nuzzling into your neck before letting sleep engulf him.

(well..was it absolute shit?)

#jung jaehyun #nct 127 #nct 2020 #first post

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marshmellowfluff221 · 4 years

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"Can I kiss you?"

Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Kenma, Tendou, Bokuto, Akaashi

Warning: Fluff, too much of it

Tsukki is a minimalist when it comes to affection in public

He avoids it if he can

But sometimes he tolerates holding your hand

Sometimes he even brings your intwined hands into his jacket pocket

He's lowkey touch starved

like this boy wants you to be clingy so he can act like he hates it

when in reality he loves it

anywho

occasionally you'll meet him after his practice to walk home

it's late so he insists you guys walk home together

your extracurricular activities keep you late anyways, so it's convenient

sometimes he's still cleaning up the gym so naturally you go to help him

when the two of you get into the storage room to put away the supplies you stop him before he can walk back out

"Can I kiss you?"

he just stares at you

on the inside he's melting because lowkey the way you said it was so cute

he just goes "tsk fine"

and leans down for you

"Can I get one more?" :))))

"No." He'd leave that room so quick

but his face is so red after that

he'd ask you this question before he'd kiss you every time

Yamaguchi is so cute- I can't

sosbdkdnsajks

Before a game-

"Can I get a kiss?" "Of course you can"

After a game-

"Y/n can I kiss you?" "You don't need to ask."

While cuddling-

"Can I get a kiss?" "Yams you can always have a kiss."

literally so cute

your heart just explodes when he asks you

he asks so much so that you started asking him-

"Yams can I get a kiss?"

He'd get so flustered like- sbosbdodbsns

ofc he'd say yes

You two are just adorABLE

so like one game Yamaguchi was doin his thing and bam, scores a few points in a row

He looks so happy that when you guys meet after the game neither of you ask before locking lips

then he'd pull away and apologize and be like

"I'm sorry I didn't ask-"

literally acts like a baby

he'll whine for kisses

"Y/nnn pwease? Just one kiss?" "No."

Iwa would be so annoyed because Oikawa would do this every time you would walk him to practice

and you never gave in-

like he'd stand in the doorway of the gym and wait there like 😗

and Iwa would tell you to duck as he threw a ball at Oikawa

As time went on Oikawa got smarter about it and tried to use reverse psychology

he'd walk in the gym with you and sigh loudly and just be like

"Bye Y/n I don't want a kiss today."

He'd peek over his shoulder to see your reaction and you'd just be like

and walk out

another method he tried was a cockier attitude

"I know you wanna kiss me, you were saying so last night." wink "I think you're talking about yourself."

after a month of Oikawa trying to get a kiss, one faithful day, it happened

the two of you walked into the gym

Iwa had a ball ready to throw

you turned around and said, "Can I get a kiss?"

This boy was shocked

"Wait that's my line." "I mean if you don't want a kiss..." "Nononono I do."

And you'd give him a peck on the lips- but oh no that's not enough

He grabs your waist and pulls you close to him as he reconnects your lips for a PROPER kiss

and then it went back to rejecting his kisses

This dude is incapable of kissing you on the spot

Like he wants to kiss you so badly sometimes but he doesn't wanna just go for it

ya know

he's lowkey insecure like he doesn't know if its the right time for it

Sometimes he just goes for it and you're like

"Iwa~ didn't know you had it in you"

and he'd get all flustered after that

anyways

so hes playing in a game right

and you're there supporting him, screaming his name

The game finishes, they win ofc

and you run down there to hug him even tho he's all sweaty and sticky

He has like no hesitation wrapping his arms around you right there and then

His head is in the crook of your neck, his hot breath on your skin as he calms down

and then you just whisper

"Can I kiss you?"

This dude perks up and looks at you with a slight smirk and he's like

"Can I kiss YOU?"

You laugh and nod as the two of you lock lips

He pulls back and buried his face back into your neck and just sighs

"I never know when to do that."

Honestly, when he wants a kiss he just goes for it

when you started dating tho that was a whole different story

he'd tease you and act like he's gonna go in for a kiss but actually is just reaching for something behind you

it'd get so annoying that you just grabbed his face one day and planted one on him right there and then

and every day after that he'd never tease you, he'd actually go for it

so one day you decide

hey, lemme bring some snacks for the team cause they do be working hard

so you called up the team manager and asked what you should bring

You got all the food together and went to the practice right on time

Everyone was literally so thankful

as they dug into the food Kuroo pulled you aside and said thanks and stuff and at that moment he looked so cute-

you just

"Can I kiss you Kuroo?"

You honestly weren't sure because you'd never kissed him in front of the team before like they knew you guys were dating but ya know

He smirked and a hint of blush spread across his cheeks as he nodded and leaned down to kiss you

On the outside this dude was all smug but on the inside he was abouta burst from how cute you looked when you asked him

he literally started asking you if he could kiss you because he found it so cute

Kenma honestly doesn't initiate kisses- on the lips

he'll kiss your cheek, your forehead, the top of your head

but rarely on the lips

he sees it as really intimate and he cherishes the moments you two kiss

You don't mind honestly

You love his small kisses on the cheek

in return you'd normally pepper his face with kisses and he'd blush like a mad man

so anyways

you two are hanging out

just enjoying each other's company when he goes

"Would you be opposed if I kissed you?"

You blink at him like

that was so cute your heart couldn't take it

You throw your arms around his neck and begin peppering his face with kisses- but not on the lips yet

when you pull back you smile like a dork

he's blushing furiously as he glances away

"so is that a yes?" "Of course it is."

and so he looks back at you and your lips connect

now when I said he cherishes the rare moments you guys kiss

i mean he CHERISHES them

like his hands go to your waist as your lips move against each other's

it's like a mini makeout session until one of you needs to breathe, then it's over

but still

it's cute

im a simp for tendou

This dude L O V E S kissing you

he can't get enough of you

when you first started dating he was so antsy about your guys first kiss that he just went for it and missed your lips completely

You found it cute tho- because it was

anyways after that he kissed you properly

every day to be exact

morning?

kiss

walking to class?

kiss

walking to practice?

kiss

walking home?

kiss

Just lookin cute?

kiss

so when you came to his practice guess what he did?

that's right, he asked if he could kiss you

Honestly that was the cutest thing he's ever said you were abouta jump his bones right there and then

Instead you just smiled and nodded

He pulled you close and kissed you with a little more passion than the other every day kisses

you pulled back- nah nvm you kissed him again

then he pulled back and gave you one final peck before running back to his team

ushijima was just there like "when did he get a girlfriend??????"

bokuto bokuto bokuto

This guy is so in love with you

but like Kenma, he savors kisses

Bokuto is more of a hugs and cuddles type of guy

Like he's always on you

His arm is either lazily draped over your shoulder or around your waist

Somtimes he just leans against you and he's content

anyways enough about cuddling

you guys are together one day, relaxing

Bokuto's head is in your lap as you sit on the sofa

Your hand rests on his chest and his hands cover yours

Your other hand occasionally runs through his hair

he's very content right now

but all of a sudden he's like

"Can I kiss you?"

and then goes 😙

And you're like absoLUtely and lean down and kiss him

the position is a lil awkward so he slowly gets up- he doesn't wanna accidentally pull away

and eventually you end up in his lap, his hands resting on your thighs and your arms around his neck and hands in his hair

when you finally pull away he gives you one last peck and then buries his face in your neck

and may or may not leave a kiss there too

Akaashi lowkey acts annoyed all the time so you're kinda scared to just spontaneously kiss him

You're not afraid to hold his hand or anything but kissing was different

usually after practice he comes out complaining about Bokuto having another mood swing

and thats when he really needs a kiss

but in your head you're like nah he's prob too annoyed rn

So you just link arms with him and listen to his story as you walk home

he takes note of this- like he's lowkey hurt

You can tell cause he doesn't text you that night

so the next day when you meet him after practice you just pop the question

"Can I kiss you?"

and he's lowkey like huh?

"Did you hear me or is that a no-"

But he cuts you off as he kisses you

When he pulls back he shrugs as he's like

"You don't have to ask."

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