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pbandjesse · 7 months

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Today was a really nice day. I got a little overtired from being out in the sun but it will be okay. I am looking forward to sleep.

I slept alright last night. Remembering to turn the fan on and having that white nosie helps a lot. I woke up a little after 9 and as I was making the bed James came in and told me I looked really powerful standing on the bed which made me laugh.

We had a chill morning. I got dressed and felt alright. For sure needed to wash my hair. But putting it in a clip was fine for now. We would have to get Sweetp to the vet at 1230. And would want to get him ready around 1145 so we could be calm. So we got the carrier out early and just pretended it was no big thing.

Then while we were eating our little breakfasts James put catnip in the carrier and slowly got Sweetp comfortable. But by 1150 he was only putting his front paws in there. So I picked him up and put him in butt first.

He cried the entire time. I felt so bad. James felt so bad. But he kept crying!!

Once we got to the car he seemed a little calmer. James buckled him in and we headed to the vet.

We had not been to this one before but I low key loved it. Firstly it was like a blast from the past inside. Wood paneled walls and plastic chairs like a stadium. And the staff was super nice. There was an old guy taking his dog home who was full of jokes that had everyone smiling and in a good mood.

Me and James got in a bit of a tiff in the car when they told me they never got the pet insurance redone. And I thought we had not taken Sweetp to the vet until they did that but they didn't and I was like. Pissed pissed. When we got to the vet I found the insurance they accept and got James to buy it right then. I was much more calm after that. But man was I angry for a bit there.

The tech we had first was great. She was very sweet. Apparently sweetp's vet records labeled him as a dog which we all thought was very funny. And she said he isn't fat!! Just large!! The vet would confirm that when he came in. They were super complimentary actually once I told them my concerns. They were like. You could brush him more but he's beautiful and so sweet.

Sweetp was being really good though. He weights almost 17lbs. They did an ear temperature because he gets so upset with the butt one. They were super kind to make him comfortable.

The vet was a really neat guy. He has done animal handling for movies. And their clinic helps with gorillas in Africa. Which is amazing but he told us that the other vet there just died from west Nile virus he got in Africa 2 weeks ago. Wild. Heartbreaking. I'm really sorry for their loss.

He gave me a lesson plan they had written because I told him we do nature programs at camp. I thought that was super sweet of him. And it is clearly a labor of love and seems super cool. I will pass it on tomorrow.

The vet also asked if we had done sweetp's DNA before. He thinks he might have maine coon in his lineage because he's so friendly and big and how he plays. He also thinks I should get camp to do his DNA and use it for a lesson which I don't think they would go for but is a fun idea!

Sweetp got his shots. And he only bit the tech a little and she wasn't mad at him. Sweetp was being a super good little boy just sitting on the table though which was clearly making him uncomfy but he was being so good. We would get him back in his carrier and paid st the front. And then we headed home.

I was honestly really hungry but I was more focused on getting Sweetp home and comfy. We got him inside and he basically exploded out of the carrier and ran away. I got him to come back to give him a couple treats. Told him he's such a good boy. And then me and James headed back out.

We went to Chipotle for a late lunch. And it was really good. I got a salad and James got tacos. I saved half of mine for lunch tomorrow. Then James said we could get donuts for the road.

We went next door and I saw they had the spider donut keychain I had seen on Instagram. I was like. I need that. I love it. James said yes and I was bouncing a little cause I was excited. I got my two donuts and my keychain and James got a coffee and two donuts and soon enough we were on the road.

I named my spider donut Spooder. I love him very much. Good hand feel.

And it was a nice drive. A little long. A little bright. But a nice ride. We were going to a sunflower farm! We would stop at a royal farms to use their bathroom. This was a good move. The farm was just a field.

We arrived at the farm at 3. We paid our $10. And it was so worth it. It was beautiful. I also learned a lot about sunflowers. They are actually 2000 smaller flowers making up each sunflower? They are great at absorbing nuclear fallout?? They are super attractive to bees?? Incredible.

We took pictures and looked around. Walked on paths. The sun was just a little to hot on our backs but I only cares a little it was so beautiful and lovely. There were only a few other people and it just felt so special. Sunflowers are what James gave me when they proposed. We had them at our engagement party and our wedding. I love sunflowers. I love James.

We would struggle to take pictures because the sunflowers are not strong enough to balance my phone on. I was able to use a carabiner and hook it on the stem without damaging it but it wasn't ideal. Eventually we found a traffic cone and was able to take much better pictures. The sun was to bright though and I was struggling to see and not making pained faces without my sunglasses but I still think we look cute and happy. Because we were!!

We would decide it was time to go when we were a little to hot. The nice ladies at the front took our picture in a silly face in a hole sign. And then it was time to go home.

I was super glad I insisted on refilling my water cup at chipotle before we left. It was the best thing to cook is down. The AC helped. I was exhausted from the sun and just wanted to go home.

It wasn't a bad ride but I was fading a bit. When we got back here James carried my market box inside to be refreshed. I got some new stickers in the mail today. And I went to get changed.

I washed my face and would lay down. I had to answer some emails and stuff but I mostly just really really needed to sleep.

James would go for a bike ride. And I would sleep the evening away.

When I woke up at 7 I was really woozy. James kept asking me if I wanted anything but I didn't and I was so tired still and dehydrated and was like. Please stop. But they were just trying to help.

Eventually I would had a pbandj and take a bath and wadhed my hair. It helped but I am still really tired. And dehydrated.

I am going to go brush my teeth and drink some water and hopefully fall asleep easy.

I head to camp tomorrow. Looking forward to s nice day. I hope you all have a good night and a fun day tomorrow. Sleep well and be safe.

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indicavitas · 8 months

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the fact that my phone charger doesnt reach the damn bed here like cmon they couldve put the plug closer smhh now i gotta decide between phone + uncomfy chair or comfy bed + staring into the abyss

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shetoldittothem · 9 months

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i need my room. i need to cry til 5 am in my own bed with my plushies. i would bear my mom's beating me everyday for those hours of comfort I have in my own space. I'll never have my space until I move out. It won't ever be my space, even if I rent a room. I'll never have the money to do so. I'll never find a job. I'll never have my own space again. I'll never have my silly little postcards on the side of my bed. I'll never have the comfort of my blanket again. i'll never have the comfort of my room's mess. the wood trash can full of tissues. my comfy pillow. my little lamp. my uncomfy ass chair. my scratched desk. my ruined wall from trying to cheat in high school. the closet full of clothes i don't wear. the drawer with my childhood memories. the frame with the me&my brothers' pictures. i have nothing of that anymore. i just want my room. to call, or play 'til 5am. i'm not me without my room. i can't survive this without my room. i need it and it needs me. my silly, a bit boring too, little room.

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singledadjack · 2 years

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They were at a halloween party, neither Jack nor Y/n wanted to go, but they promised. They’d rather be at home watching cartoons and choosing baby names.

Y/n was in an extremely uncomfortable red dress and red heals. While Jack was in all white. Yes it was basic, but it was hard to find something else that a very hormonal and picky pregnant wife would want to wear.

She was constantly poking at her hips in hopes of soothing the ache that spread throughout them.

“I’ll give you a massage when we get home mama.”

“Now.” She demanded as she ground her left hip into the arm of the chair her and Jack were snuggled in.

“I can’t now baby,” he pouted.

“Can,” she dismissed with a roll of her eyes.

“I will not lift your dress up and give you a massage in the middle of a party. You’re probably not even wearing panties.”

“They’re uncomfy!” She whined and hid her face in his neck.

He was chuckling until he felt something wet and warm drop onto his neck.

“Hey, mama. Why you cryin?”

“Hurts so much. I just wanna go home,” she begged.

“Alright, let’s go.”

They gathered the group they came with and piled into the car, Urban and Druski up front, the couple in the back. She placed both feet onto his lap and gave him a look. He smiled knowingly and began taking her heels off, rubbing her achy feet.

***

“Harder,” she whined.

“Don’t wanna hurt you-”

“Well what you’re doing now isn’t helping. I said do it harder.” He didn’t mind her snapping. Especially when she was in pain. He was doing so much her him and his baby, forcing herself to adjust to her fast changing body and all the new emotions. She’d been so brave up until her 7th month. He didn’t blame her, it was an especially hard month for the both of them.

He poured some more coconut oil onto his hands and kneeled them into her hips and lower back.

“So good, can you do my tummy?”

“Yeah mama,” he said as he helped her turn onto her back.

She smelled so good, he couldn’t describe it. He wouldn’t describe her pussy smelling like water or flowers; that was unrealistic, it’s an organ after all. But she smelt good. He could just put his head between her thighs and breathe in her scent.

“Can I taste you?”

“Y-yeah,” she moaned softly.

He began with kissing her thighs, licking at them. To get her wet and ready for him. When she was wet enough he started circling her clit with his thumb, soon replacing it with his tongue.

It wasn’t long until she was cumming against him.

“Please Jack. I-inside.”

“One more and then I will.”

“No, please. I want you inside.”

***

She was moaning so softly, he was looking down at her. Eyes closed and mouth open in a silent shout. His thrusts were slow and deep, hitting her g-spot every time.

“Please Jack. Faster,” she could barely get the words out.

He sped up, circling her clit and sucking bruises onto her breasts. He groaned when he looked down and watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared from her pussy. It was glistening and throbbing.

“Oh! Fuck!”

They were both so close to the edge, but she came first, so she squeezed around him and pushed up into euphoria.

“Lemme clean you mama.”

“No, please stay inside. Please,” she pouted.

“We can sleep with me inside you, but we gotta get cleaned up.”

***

He gently washed her breasts and cupped some water into his hand to pour onto them, rinsing the soap off. She was moaning and giggling at the tickling feeling.

“I’ll finish up your massage now, rub some of that nice lotion into your feet. Sound nice?”

“Yes baby, thank you.”

She got out of the bath and began drying off while Jack quickly finished washing himself.

Once they were both settled on the bed, all comfy surround in blankets; Jack began rubbing her feet. He could feel just how swollen they’d become, it hurt him how uncomfortable she was. Y/n suddenly grabbed his hand, pulling him up to her.

“They’re kicking,” she squealed.

The feeling never got old to either of the parents to be. They squealed and laughed as it was the first time every time.

He splayed his hand across her belly and smiled.

“Strong, just like your mama.”

They kicked even harder at the sound of their daddy’s voice.

#jack harlow #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow imagine #singledadjack #dad!jack #dadtobe!jack

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mizunetzu · 3 years

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(Written through Miss Ly’s [ @kyotarou ] writing event) Mr. Mizunetzu’s back babey!! And to start off strong we got some Kuroo!! (I didn’t know when to post it so I decided to post it now BAHAH)

-Mr. Mizunetzu (glad to be back yall, ehehe)

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[5:00 am] - Kuroo Tetsurou

⚠️warnings - none

Pronouns - male, he/him

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Kuroo’s hands staggered as they glided across his keyboard.

Glancing at the corner of his computer screen, the small, white ‘5:34 am’ in fine print glowed harshly at Kuroo, making him wince. He dreadfully peeled his eyes off the numbers, and focused his attention back onto the six-page document he needed to finish.

The incessant typing sounds resumed, even managing to irritate Kuroo himself with its loud clacking. And he supposed it irritated (Y/n) too with the way the human-sized lump on the bed shifted under the bedsheets.

Kuroo paused, stopping to look at (Y/n) and the bed with tired, longing eyes before begrudgingly zeroing them back onto his bright computer screen. The bed creaked once more.

Kuroo paid the bed noises no mind. He was sure if he did then he would succumb to his overworked brain, and how comfy and soft (Y/n) looked cuddled up next to a pillow. Then he would start imagining that pillow was him and one thing would lead to another and he’d be so sleepy he wouldn’t get any work done.

So Kuroo sucked it up, bit his lip, and continued on with the bothersome tapping sounds and the words on his paperwork that were beginning to look like gibberish. And he got a good amount of work done until the bed squeaked one last time, this time a very sleepy (Y/n) coming up behind Kuroo on his swivel chair and letting his head fall onto his shoulder.

Kuroo sighed, bringing his hand up from his computer to pet (Y/n’s) sleep-tousled hair. “Go back to sleep, (Y/n). ‘m almost done.”

“You said that hours ago.” (Y/n) pouted. “The bed’s so uncomfy without you.”

Kuroo’s heavy eyes flickered to the very-enticing covers on the bed, with its marshmallow-soft pillows and warm-looking mattress. The only thing missing was the blanket, which was draped around (Y/n’s) slouched shoulders. He couldn’t disagree more. The bed looked heavenly right now.

“Mm..” Kuroo hummed. “You weren’t thinking that when you fell asleep without me like...seven hours ago.”

(Y/n) pushed up against Kuroo’s neck with a huff, drawing out a tired chuckle from the man himself. He smiled, before retracting the hand that was ruffling (Y/n’s) hair up.

“Please come to bed...wanna cuddle...” (Y/n) murmured into Kuroo’s neck. He sighed, glancing to his nearly-finished work on his screen.

“I’m almost done. I promise I’ll join you soon but I need to finish.”

(Y/n) exhaled. He walked over to the side of Kuroo’s swivel chair, before climbing under his arm and nestling himself inside Kuroo’s lap. He nuzzled his face back into the crook of Kuroo’s neck, before sighing contently.

“Well if you’re gonna do your work then at least let me sleep here.”

Kuroo stayed silent for a bit. “Isn’t it more comfortable on the bed?”

“You’re comfier.”

Kuroo shrugged. There was no arguing with that.

His fingers tried to reach out and type the things he needed to type, but his tired body seemed to think otherwise. His fingers felt heavy, his arms felt like lead and it wasn’t helping that his boyfriend was cuddled up in his lap, with his breath fanning against his neck like a kitten.

Before he knew it, Kuroo’s eyes sagged lower and lower like weights were pinned to his eyelashes, before they finally closed. Kuroo’s hands laid placid on his keyboard, before they pulled back to wrap around (Y/n’s) blanket-covered body. He heard (Y/n) titter out a happy noise, shifting around sleepily in his lap.

Maybe I could just...rest my eyes a little bit, Kuroo thought. He didn’t get to finish that final thought, or his final words on the last page of his document when he passed out on his swivel chair, burying his face into (Y/n’s) head.

Goodnight, Kuroo Tetsurou.

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calcifermovesthecastle · 4 years

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S/o that asks for affection unconsciously when they wake up without even noticing (nsfw?), how would the Bucci gang + josuke + young joseph+ giorno react? :>

So I don’t age up characters for NSFW, so I’ll just do fluff for Narancia, Josuke, Fugo, Giorno and Trish, but I will add some Adult Characters with NSFW for your troubles. :) I’ll add a cut for the NSFW as well so anyone can read before the cut, but only 18+ after please!

Warnings: Language

Bucciarati (Fluff):

-He’s surprised when you hug him from behind when just standing around, or when you slip your hand in his just sitting, or stand behind him while he’s sitting and scratch his back (BLEASE DO THIS FOR HIM he will on god love you forever)

-So when you two decide to move in, he’s also surprised to find that this carries over into sleeping.

-He’ll wake up with you literally splayed out on top of him, And he blushes so hard. He’ll try to gently push you off of him back onto the bed, because surely you can’t be comfortable like that.

-Will immediately stop when you tighten your grip and stir, instead allowing his hands to rest on your back.

-He’s honestly not used to it but he will indulge you because god you’re so warm, and so soft and so beautiful in his arms.

-You’ll notice when you’re awake that he’ll start to return your touches, leaning into your back scratches, squeezing your hand when you slip yours into his, Place his hands over your arms when you hug him from behind.

-Will never say why, though. It’s his secret.

Abbacchio (Fluff):

-You may not notice, but god, does he.

-He Panic. You’re half awake, and you just reach out and pull yourself closer to him, nuzzling your face into his chest, Your breath evening out.

-Oh god what does he do with his hands are you even comfortable there’s no way you’re comfortable jesus what the hell

-He opts to push you away, but you tighten your hold, babbling something out in your sleep about being warm.

-(He do be warm tho ngl)

-It takes everything, and I mean, E v e r y t h i n g in him to give in and rest his arms around you, but once he does, and you snuggle even closer? God he’s in love. You’re literally the most precious thing to him.

-When you’re awake tho he will absolutely push you off the bed without remorse. (Expect a top of the head kiss from him though he’s soft.)

Mista (Fluff):

-He’s laying awake, tracing his finger along the wall, making damn sure the sex pistols don’t wake you.

-In his distraction, you reach out, grasping his arm and hugging it.

-(Arcana reference but Julian laugh) Oh ho ho!

-He takes note that you’re still asleep, and pulls you on top of him, securing his arms around you so that you don’t slip off.

-Instead of tracing the wall, he will now be trailing his fingers up and down your arms and back, and through your hair.

-His heart is melting you’re so god damn cute. He’ll tighten his grip, just gazing down at you with nothing but adoration in his eyes.

-He will tease the everloving shit out of you when you wake up. Like he will not stfu about it.

-He will also be a million times more physically affectionate with you during the day lol it’s sickening

-He is NOT stinky JFC

Fugo:

-Whaaaaat are you doing?

-Oh, you’re asleep.

-WHAAATTT ARE YOU DOIIINNNGGGGG

-He’ll stiffen up, but oh no you’re sleeping he cant just...push you away... he’s not heartless....

-He is confused to say the least, and a lil bit uncomfy, but he trusts you.

-Watches as your features relax as your face presses into the crook of his neck and your arm tightens around his middle. Oh fuck you’re cute

-you’ve won him over.

-He’ll wrap an arm around your waist, (So you don’t fall dsjdsjdsj) and let you be close to him. He enjoys it too, if he’s being honest. You’re so cute.

-When you wake up, he’s much kinder and softer towards you. He’ll make any excuse to gently bump knees while you’re sitting or to brush his hand against yours while reaching for something.

-Only because you asked for it tho

Narancia:

-Nani in tarnation is goin on?

-He’s completely taken by surprise. You’re asleep? And you want him? To hold you? ???? ?????? *Windows start up sounds*

-He literally doesn’t know what to do He’s so soft and so confused with his negative brain cells (I do hate him but I will admit he does have a big heart he is a sweetie)

-He will, a little too eagerly, hug you back. His tenacity may or may not wake you up. (It does. Sorry.)

-You wake up to a surprise hug though so win win?

-The more you subconsciously ask, the more he gives, until you two are literally glued together. (Social distancing whomst? We don’t know her.)

-Expect sloppy kisses everywhere. On the other hand, funnily enough, you will have to initiate the hugging. He’s so scared. What if he hugs you too tight? What if he wakes you up again? What if he suffocates you? What if you don’t like his hugs

-Hug him jfc he needs reassurance that you want to be held.

-Sleepy morning hugs where you two are just breathing in sync and there’s not a care in the world are his favorite

Giorno-

-He is a light sleeper. I know I’ve said this before, but he is a very, very, very light sleeper.

-So when you reach out and grasp at any piece of him you can reach, trying to close the gap between you (It’s a cold winter morning, come on)

-He’ll startle awake and look over at you to check and see if you’re okay.

-Oh, you are okay. Oh, you just want held? Alright. He’s up for that. Oh. You’re asleep? He’ll have to be especially careful to not wake you.

-He will pull you close and rub circles into your back, pressing his cheek against the top of your head. He might even fall back asleep. If you stir, it’s not for long. His warmth and soothing movements lull you back to sleep in the safety of his arms.

-When you’re awake, he’ll definitely be more affectionate, pressing tiny flowers into your hands, brushing your hair back, k i s s i n g y o u r k n u c k l e s (Im so fucking soft)

-But seriously imagine Giorno getting down on one knee, taking your hand, and brushing his lips against your knuckles while looking up at you with literally nothing but love and affection in his eyes im going to cry

-Anything he does will have you a blushing mess

Trish:

-Who tf is waking her up?

-oh, it’s you

-Oh, you’re hugging her

-OH, You’re still asleep.

-O H, you’re fucking cute!

-She’ll study you for a minute, before reaching up to lightly cup your cheek in her hand, careful not to wake you up. Her fingers will flutter over your face, tracing your features. She absolutely adores how precious you look snuggled up against her.

-When you wake up, expect to have your hand held all day. Trish is the queen of hand holding. She will also take your face in her hands and kiss the corners of your lips, and rest her head on your shoulder when you two are sitting next to each other.

-She’ll have this smug look on her face the whole time too dsjdsjdsjdsjds

-Will absolutely do the disgusting feeding each other thing. “Babe, try this!” *Proceeds to hold forkful of food in front of your mouth. “Oh, that looks good, can I have some?” *Lets you do the same*

-It’s revolting and I love it.

Joseph (Fluff):

-He’s already awake. He’s got to get up early and train (Viva reverie reference: “With these tall hat guys for a looooong time!”) But oops, you just so happened to burrow against him, and your arm seems to have found its way across his stomach. What a predicament, you’re still asleep! He can’t wake you!

-He decides that he just doesn’t have the heart to move you, and wraps his arms around you to pull you even closer. What if you get cold? He’s warm, you’ll be warm next to him!

-He will hold you against him until you wake up, no matter how late it makes him. Punishments be damned. You’re way too cute and this opportunity is way too good to pass up.

-In all honesty though he’s elated that you want him to hold you. This carries over into you being awake. He’ll be hanging off of you. Hell, He’ll carry you around if you give the okay. He will absolutely kneel so he can carry you around on his shoulders.

-He’s very handsy, so rip to your personal space. You asked for it, after all. You wanna sit in that chair over there? Aww, that’s too bad. He’s your chair now.

-Are you complaining tho? He’s got some thicc thighs, you’ll be pretty comfy.

-Psst his hands are gonna be like twice your size compare hand sizes he will love it

Josuke:

-He’s already cuddly bb

-But if on the rarest of rare occasions he either 1.) wakes up before you or 2.) Isnt already holding you, and you press closer to him in your sleep, just maybe ball his shirt up in your fists as you clutch at him, yearning for the affection you’re too scared to ask for when you’re awake

-Oh god he cry

-He cry so hard

-He is the (Parker James’ Steven Voice) CEO of bear hugs. Especially if someone as adorable as you is cuddling up against him.

-He will pull you up against him and bury his face in your hair, maybe even falling back asleep himself. (good luck getting out of his embrace when he’s asleep lol There’s no chance.)

-it is always a nice surprise to wake up cocooned in his arms, his entire body wrapped around you.

-When you’re both awake, He’ll do lots of little things for you. Absentmindedly rub your back and shoulders, sling an arm around your shoulders, link pinkies, hold hands, forehead kisses

-He will lift you up and spin you around and kiss you but shh don’t tell anyone

-He is

-so GOD damn soft I love him

NSFW BELOW THE CUT

18+ ONLY

BUCCIARATI:

-He’s in the midst of registering being awake, getting prepared for the day, when he notices that you’re uh

-he can’t help his erection when he sees you bury your face in his neck and grind your hips against him. You’re still asleep, what could you possibly be dreaming about?

-Oh god if he hears you whimper his name it’s all over for you.

-Shakes your shoulder, peering into your sleep-gripped eyes and smiles nervously.

-”Tesoro, would you mind if I made love to you before I left for work?”

-Your lips on his are answer enough. He’ll thrust into you at a slow, sensual speed, showering you in praises, leaving soft kisses all over your body. Never marking, but always making sure the feeling of his mouth lingers on your skin.

-He will speak only in italian during this time, so unless you know italian, don’t count on understanding anything he says. (You’ll have a pretty good Idea of what he means tho 👀)

-He will absolutely make sure you won’t be getting out of bed for the rest of the day. He definitely has a way of making your body melt under his touch. He’s never rough. He’s so, so gentle with you, and you’d be surprised how quickly he can have you cumming because of it.

-If you ask nicely, he’ll stay in bed with you for a little longer afterwards, pressing kisses into your hair and telling you how much he cherishes you

-”You don’t have to be afraid, dolcezza. My arms are always open for you. You’ll find in them nothing but home.”

ABBACCHIO:

-Did you just grab his tiddies?

-He’s in the middle of telling you off when he sees that you’re asleep, mumbling about how you want him to take you, grinding against him.

-Something feral awakens in him at the sight of you, unknowingly begging for him, and he grabs your wrists, flipping you fast, waking you, and leaning over you, his breath hot against your ear.

-”Dolcezza, Is it okay if I fuck you?”

-The answer is yesssssssss

-Oh bby he is R o u g h. He’ll use his stand to hold your arms above your head and push your legs up so far that your thighs will be pressed against your chest, and he will pound into you with a speed and force that’s almost inhuman

-He will kiss you hard, and long, so that when he pulls away, you’re gasping for air, your lips bruised, your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

-Any qualms he has about being this close to you are out the door. You’ll have deep handprints in your legs from where he was holding them, and the darker the bruise he leaves with his mouth, the happier he is. He doesn’t care where he leaves them, either. Expect some on your chin, your neck, your chest, anywhere he can reach, honestly. But if your lips are bruised, that’s what satisfies him the most.

-You’ll definitely cum more than once, and once he cums, it’s hard, and he’ll pull you flush against him, breathing heavily, burying his face in your shoulder. Tell him it’s okay, because once he’s come down from his high, his fear that he hurt you is overwhelming. He loves you, after all. Reassure him. Hold him close, and don’t let go.

MISTA:

-(Once again Julian laugh) Oh ho ho!

-He’s gonna watch for a minute, but wake you up if the pressure becomes too much for him. He’ll give you a moment to wake up, and then ask you to fuck.

-(Yes yes yes)

-He’s like a mix of Abbacchio and Bucciarati. Rough and kinky, but will literally shower you in praise and affection.

-He likes tugging your hair while taking you from behind (If you have hair. If not, his hands will grip your waist, or reach around to rub your clit/stroke your cock depending.

-He will kiss down your back while leaning over you, making sure to leave little marks that’ll last, but not long

-Definitely makes you cum before he does, but if he can, really enjoys cumming together. To him, it adds to the intimacy of the moment.

-”Oh, Bombolone, do you need me so much that You want me even in your dreams? I’ll wake you each time, I need you more than you know. You are so perfect. You are so wonderful, and adorable, and I love you so much.”

-He will literally not shut the fuck up during sex but it’s okay because it’s all sweet and loving.

JOSEPH:

-Oh jesus christ stroke his ego why dontcha

-if you’ve discussed it beforehand, and you’re into Somnophilia, he’ll fuck you right there. But if not, He’ll take the time to wake you, his ears burning red.

-”Oi, babe, You were holding onto me kinda tight and grinding your hips against my leg. If you want me that bad, say something.”

-He will destroy you. Something about seeing you want him when you’re not even aware of what you’re doing? OOF.

-He also has a bad case of not shutting the fuck up during sex.

-The best remedy to this is to just pull him down into a kiss while he’s snapping his hips against yours. Hold it for as long as possible. It’ll make his heart happy if you’re bold enough to initiate a kiss as well.

-He cums before you but will help you cum as well, whether it be eating you out/blowjob or fingering you/handjob. (If you’re AMAB then he’ll let you return the favor tbh)

-Will shamelessly ask you for a blowjob. If you indulge him, he’s on cloud nine, His hands weaved into your hair, watching your every move as your mouth closes around his cock and your tongue swirls around him. It takes all of his self control not to throat fuck you.

-Once you’ve reached your limit, he’ll help you into the shower and massage wherever’s sore, washing you off with a gentleness that’s a stark contrast to his movements prior.

BONUS GYRO

-When did you end up in his sleeping bag?

-He’s awake before you or Johnny, and he notices you’ve burrowed yourself close to him. You’re also

-Nyo-ho. Oh are you also.

-He’ll shake your shoulder, and once you’re awake, he’ll flash his grill and lean in, whispering in your ear

-”D’you wanna fuck me that bad that you’re doing it in your sleep, doll?”

-Who cares if johnny’s sleeping right over there, with your consent, he’s inside of you faster than anything. He’ll give you a moment to adjust to him, and then start off slow, massaging your hips and thighs, whispering how amazing you are.

-He goes slow, but makes sure he’s down to his full length with every thrust, pressing his lips into the corners of your mouth, then crashing them directly against your lips, not letting you come up for air until your legs are trembling around him.

-He won’t change things up until he hears a “Please”

-That’s his favorite word. If you groan out a “Please, Gyro,” And your voice cracks, oh, are you in for a t r e a t.

-He’ll make you see stars, but shh, don’t get too loud, doll. Johnny’s asleep. If you’re being too loud, he’ll cover your mouth with his hand.

-Please hold onto him. Wrap your arms and legs around him while he fucks you. He loves it so much.

-Once you’ve cum, he tumbles not long after, blurting out something in italian that you can only hope to understand if you don’t speak it. (Hint: It’s praises for you and your body.)

-Once he’s done, he falls back down next to you, pulling you close and pressing his lips to your forehead, deciding that It can be a later start than usual today. Besides, you look so cute curled up against him like that, doll.

#jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba headcanons #jjba x reader #Bucciarati x reader #buccellati x reader #abbacchio x reader #mista x reader #fugo x reader #narancia x reader #giorno x reader #trish x reader #joseph x reader #josuke x reader #gyro x reader

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kimberly-spirits13 · 4 years

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Dating Damian Wayne HC:

(imma do one for all of the guys I just had the writing idea for Dames first)

How You Met: Artist credit @axeeeee

. You went to Gotham Academy before him

. You were also making sure that you were top of the class and also maintaining class president

. Anyways, it was just something that you pushed yourself for

. Arts was another strength for you but that was something that you weren’t as inclined to maintain on an extreme level like everything else

. So it was your job to show the new people around the school before their first day which meant that you were showing Damian around

. Your parents already knew Bruce so you weren’t really freaked out at all

. It was just another day tbh

. That was until you met him

. It was weird since you were more of the person to not talk much about yourself

. No one really knew who you were and you were content to keep it that way

. Everyone’s friend but no one knew who you were really

. Damian was kind of the same way but not as friendly or open to people

. He was like the younger you

. Still, for some reason you were interested in him just as a person

. He was as well

. You didn’t immediately hit it off seeing as you are both reserved and closed off when it comes to personal things, but you hit it off faster than any one else

. A miracle in all honesty

. So you started hanging out and eating together in the lunchroom instead of either with a group or alone

. It was nice and then evolved over time

Friendship:

. So after a few months, you guys were getting closer and closer

. It was something that you just expected to happen and when it did you were ready

. You were starting to hang out outside of school whether that was at your place, the park, his house, maybe a café on a weekend

. Just anywhere

. If there were any galas, Damian would invite you and you him since you didn’t really feel great inviting anyone else

. Sometimes galas had this secret mandatory code to bring someone so it was nice to finally have someone to bring

. The media was all over it

. It was honestly really weird for a second and then you just accepted it

. Damian and yourself slowly started opening up to each other about everything

. Depending on how fast you pick up on things and possibly if you’re also a vigilante, this is where you figure out that he’s Robin

. He doesn’t call you by your last name anymore and instead by your first name which is fun

. It’s an honor lol

. If Damian is having an issue at the manor, you just have extra stuff for him to come over anytime

. It’s always there and you make sure to get more when you see something’s running low

. By the end of the friendship stage, you’re probably wearing each other’s clothes by now

. He gets flustered sometimes though

. That’s the first few signs

. Also very protective but we’ll get into that

Signs:

. So Damian now gets flustered?

. Not something that you ever thought you’d see

. Complimenting you too

. It was a mutual thing that you both started doing more and more

. Hanging around each other even more than before if that’s possible

. He introduces you to his pets

. All of them

. Even Goliath

. That was after watching random animal videos one night in the movie room of your house and seeing your reaction to them all

. You bout died meeting Goliath

. It was pretty awesome

. Damian was so proud

. Anyways, so you start getting more and more protective of each other

. Any stupid girls from the Academy were getting immediately shut down

. Same goes with the boys

. For Damian he was always making sure that no one was messing with you or making you feel uncomfy

. Death glares to all and smiles to none that tried it

. That was both ways

. Omg you guys have the death glare mastered

Confession/ Relationship:

. So now that his brothers have caught on, they’re hell bent on getting you two together

. So is Alfred and Bruce and that’s not typical at all

. Everyone ships you and you both know it just won’t accept it

. After some time though, you’re at this string of events and the press was just bombarding you for info on the relationship and whether or not you were dating

. You said no every time and then just moved on

. Damian noticed how much he missed you and loved seeing you thrive even from afar

. It was kind of like oh shit I’d better say something now cause they’ve got everyone wrapped around their finger

. So when you got back, he told you

. It was kind of informal and unexpected

. I mean finally but, out of the blue

. You were thrilled

. So basically from then on, it was wonderful

. Sometimes his brothers might tease you two and post really just dorky things about you guys

. Maybe one day it’s freaking out cause they found you in the movie room passed out on each other asleep with an older movie playing

. Picture of you not being apart at all

. The press loved it all

. You guys loved it all

. Now he’d spend the night all of the time but this time in your room, asleep, with you

. Not just in some guest bedroom or in the same room but apart

. Sleeping is actually a big thing since you both greatly lack it

. You’ll sleep everywhere

. The couch, a chair, the bed, in a car, on the floor sometimes, at a table just next to each other, anywhere

. It was something that like your friendship just evolved over time

. Eventually, you were taking vacations together during the holiday breaks and training together

. Your families loved the other

. Friend groups too

. Sometimes you’d fight but typically it got resolved quickly

. There was always this challenge of apologizing on Damian’s end even if it was really his fault since he just doesn’t know how to

. He got better with that real quick

. Basically, you just appreciate each other and see the other as your other half

. Nothing gets in the way of that

. Not even some stupid boy or girl hitting on the other or the media’s twisted perception of something taken out of proper context

. Those are typically what more serious talks are about but they’re solved quickly

Dates:

. You’re either going to a nice place or not staying in

. There’s no in between

. Either 5 star or the home theater at probably your place

. He loves taking you nice places even if you’ve already been

. Watching new movies

. Or really bad ones just to judge them

. Those are always really fun

. Sometimes you might go for a coffee date and those are typically just spur of the moment type things

. You might go to a gala and then go home and kick back

. Either way it’s the best

. Homemade treats and movies with a possible blanket fort and pillows everywhere over the couches in the movie room

. There’s always a chance that they might get cut short for heroics but that doesn’t typically happen since someone covers Damian’s or your shift

Hero:

. So if you’re a hero, it’s kind of an exhausting thing especially considering schooling and everything else

. Sometimes you find yourself not getting sleep for days

. There are times that you regret everything and Damian understands it all

. He’s just terribly impressed that you can do all of this like he does

. It’s great having someone like that

. Both of you are extremely well trained which sometimes Damian questions where you got your training since it’s so similar to his and his father’s

. Very calculated and precise every single time but also unpredictable which makes you dangerous

. It’s something that you always use to your advantage

. On nights that you patrol, you do it together and always tag team

. Damian knows that you put up one hell of a fight, but he’d rather be there incase something happens then not at all and have something bad happen

. Both of you are always stitching each other up and helping the other with nightmares

. It’s just inevitable at this point

. Staying over at each other’s places depending on how close you are or how badly injured

. You always go to the manor if there’s something really bad that happened

. That’s cause they have better medical equipment and Alfred who is a legend

. Alfred can fix anything and if he can’t it’s to the hospital but that pretty much never happens

Routine?:

. With everything, you have to have a routine

. It’s very exact and important

. In the morning, you both wake up together but not before hitting the snooze button three times

. You have the alarm set early enough to be able to do this

. Plus some time just to lay there for a second

. Damian is typically the cutest and most tired in the morning

. He hates them

. If you’re washing your face or doing whatever, he’ll just hug you from behind and lean against your shoulder

. Has fallen asleep before

. Then you both eat and head off to school

. After school, you go back to someone’s place to change into comfy clothes and complete homework which most is done at school since you wouldn’t have time otherwise

. If you have a meeting to go to, you’ll go to that and then head back

. After supper, it’s to patrol and then after two to three hours of that on average, you go back to one of your homes and shower typically together since you don’t have time to not

. It’s easier and more time efficient so you’ve said

. Also uses less hot water

. Then, you check your phones for any other emergencies and head to bed

. If you’re not a hero it’s basically the same thing but he comes into your room, locks the window again after he’s made sure everything is safe inside, creeps in your closet to get his nightclothes, looks at his phone for anything that might have happened since, goes to shower, and then gets into bed with you after making sure you’re okay without waking you up

. When sleeping, you’re either touching slightly or just on top of each other in some way

. Either way, you’re touching

. He can’t have you far from him incase something happens

. Never really sure what might happen, just that it could happen

. Since he’s a light sleeper, if you shift or move around, he opens his eyes for a second to make sure you’re okay

. That goes for hero or not

. It’s really nice and sometimes he’ll come in and you’ll still be awake

. Always asks why

. “Dami, I’m always awake at this hour.”

. “I know beloved, but you should sleep.”

. “Well then let’s go.”

. He’ll swing by for just a second during patrol to check in if you’re either grounded from patrol due to injury, sickness, just need a night off, or if you don’t do it

. Texts you updates every now and then since he knows you worry and it helps him when he’s home and you’re patrolling

. Basically keeps him from going insane so he does the same for you just incase

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21burritoseavey · 3 years

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control - daniel seavey imagine

a/n: i hope you enjoy this one, this is probably the longest one i’ve ever done but i still hope you like it. oh also if anyone wants to be tagged in a post just let me know:)

warning: this imagine does describe/mention anxiety. I know that anxiety can look different for everyone but what happens in this imagine is kinda how I have experienced it. It’s nothing too crazy but be mindful and read at your discretion:)

Early in the morning I still get a little bit nervous

Fightin' my anxiety constantly, I try to control it

4:58am

Daniel awoke suddenly, his bright blue eyes snapping open. He felt the uncomfy tightness in his chest, rising and falling with every rapid breath he took, and his eyes darted around the dark room, paranoid that the terrorising monsters of anxiety had escaped from his dream world into reality. The silence of his bedroom and distant chirping of crickets outside said otherwise. Daniel swiftly shifted his gaze to his nightstand, the alarm clock read 5:00, signalling another rough night of sleep for him the third time that week.

Even when I know it's been forever I can still feel the spin

Hurts when I remember and I never wanna feel it again

He sighed tiredly before relaxing back into his bed, trying his best to smother his shallow breaths into his sheets. Daniel was wide awake, and mere seconds later, he slowly lifted his blankets to the side, draping his legs on the edge of the bed and got up cautiously. He walked slowly to the bathroom with quivering hands and approached the mirror in his en suite, grimacing at the sight before him.

Messy hair, damp forehead, ruffled clothing.

Don't know if you get it 'cause I can't express how thankful I am

That you were always with me when it hurts, I know that you'd understand

Daniel reached for the collar of his sweaty t-shirt before pulling it off, distaste etched in the features of his tired face. He tossed it in the basket, huffing lightly as he leaned onto the vanity. He stared blankly into the mirror and let his mind wander from thoughts about work to music to Y/n. Y/n, he thought again, furrowing his brows as he contemplated calling her. His phone sat plugged into the charger near his nightstand, easily reachable. Daniel knew that Y/n wouldn’t mind listening to his unwavering rambles about his nightmares like she typically did, but he still didn’t move from his place behind the mirror. Before anything else could stumble into his mind, Daniel quickly turned the tap on, the cold water flowed easily from the faucet and he rinsed his face quickly, washing the remnants of his horrors away.

9:23am

Incoming call from Y/n/n

Daniel almost grinned eye to eye as he read Y/n’s name on his phone screen and he quickly accepted the facetime, instantly seeing her sunshiny face light up his screen.

“Heyyy!” Y/n said tenderly from her comfy spot on her bed. Daniel’s expression softened as he heard her loving voice through the phone.

“Good morning, honey.” Daniel said sweetly as he pulled out a chair from the kitchen island and sat down.

“How did you sleep?” Y/n yawned.

I don't wanna lose control

Nothing I can do anymore

Daniel paused for a moment, pondering what he should say next, “I slept well.” Daniel grinned before continuing “Did you just wake up, honey?” He chuckled gently.

“Yeah...” Y/n smiled as she rubbed her eyes. She perked up quickly “Are we still coming over to my place later?” Y/n asked sweetly, gazing expectantly at Daniel.

Tryin' every day when I hold my breath

Spinnin' out in space pressing on my chest

I don't wanna lose control

“Yeah...of-f course” Daniel said as steadily as he could as he felt the anxiety boil up in his chest again. “Uh, I gotta go, I have a long day-” Daniel said with a tight smile, “I’ll talk to you later, I love you so much Y/n.” She smiled widely before replying.

“Okay, I love you, Dani.” Daniel tuned into the warmth of her voice before fading out with a quiet goodbye and hanging up. He set his phone down tiredly and got up from his seat to make some breakfast. He worked quietly but quickly, avoiding the reeling thoughts in his head.

Daniel couldn’t get his mind to stop, to just relish in the gift of presence like his girlfriend did. He admired her a lot in that way, in her ability to disregard any negative thoughts and go on with her day with the same soft, happy mood, gentle and steady. In truth, Daniel couldn’t shake the gut wrenching, shameful sense of feeling like a burden. Y/n was the person he felt safest with, but recently, he found himself intentionally suppressing his uneasy thoughts, which only left him with guilt and a distressing pit in his stomach.

3:42pm

The band had been doing interviews since 11am that morning and Daniel felt particularly exhausted from his rough and frankly non-existent sleep the night before. “Okay, listen up. You guys have two more fan meet and greets, okay?” Randy reminded the group while they sat on Daniel’s living room sofa.

Sometimes I still think it's coming but I know it's not

Tryin' to breathe in and then out but the air gets caught

The boys all agreed casually, replying with an asynchronous chorus of “okay”, but Daniel’s face only grew in panic and he shifted nervously from his spot a few paces away from everyone else. It was safe to say Daniel’s anxiety was majorly challenging him today, throwing him into a prison of worry and holding him hostage. He stared deeply into the blank monitor in front of them, his own loneliness reflected at him. The vibration of his iPhone notification piqued his attention and he read the simple message from Y/n with a grin “I miss you”. His eyes remained downcast and he dropped his phone in his back pocket again.

'Cause even though I'm older now and I know how to shake off the past

I wouldn't have made it if I didn't have you holding my hand

It felt like just minutes- no, seconds after they had finished their lunch break but the team were already preparing for the next zoom meet and greet. Daniel sighed deeply and approached the rest of the band before sitting down on the sofa beside Corbyn.

“Okay guys, you ready?” Randy asked, barely waiting for an answer before entering the zoom call. Daniel’s breath hitched in his dry throat, and he felt his body tensing and his heart pounding. He wasn’t ready. Daniel tried to cling onto any steady breath, but there wasn’t one. He felt himself spiralling into even more anxiety and his body abruptly dropped to the carpeted floor.

I don't wanna lose control

Nothing I can do anymore

Tryin' every day when I hold my breath

Spinnin' out in space pressing on my chest

“Dani?” Corbyn asked quickly, kneeling down beside Daniel. His sudden tone of concern sparked almost everyone’s attention. Daniel merely clasped his hands over his head, failing to slow down his heavy breathing.

“Daniel? Hey? Daniel-” The guys stumbled out with jittery voices. Daniel heard their concerned words on repeat but couldn’t get himself to respond. His poisonous anxiety flowed through his blood and soon he found himself heaving through heavy lungs. The boys all scrambled to get Daniel water or a cool towel or anything as Daniel sat sorrowfully on the floor with his knees up to his chest and his arms wrapped around his body. The group’s concern for their best friend’s wellbeing only made Daniel feel even worse and all he wanted in that moment was to leave. The overlap of panicked voices.

The abundance of eyes he knew were on him and the distant echoes of the fans’ voices through the screen all sent Daniel into suffocating overwhelm. In one swift motion, he lifted himself off the floor with all the might he could muster and ran to the bathroom.

The boys stood there stunned and Randy rushed to get his phone “Who should we call? Y/n?” Randy asked swiftly.

“Y-yeah, I’ll call her” Jack said quickly, grabbing his phone from his pocket and he dialled her number.

4:11pm

I need you to know, I would never be this strong without you

You've seen how I've grown, you took all my doubts, 'cause you were home

Y/n leaned her head on the bathroom door and she tried to call Daniel’s name as calmly as she could without letting her own nervous tears fall. “Dani” she said quietly, pushing her ear against the door as if to hear what he was doing. The sound of Daniel’s muffled sobs could be heard from the other side of the door. Her heart broke at that very moment, and she instantly felt sorrowful tears fall silently down her cheeks before she tried again. “Daniel, please, can you just open the door” Y/n said quietly, but Daniel heard and to Y/n’s surprise, he opened the door cautiously.

I don't wanna lose control

There's nothing I can do anymore

Daniel’s red teary eyes and quivering body were immediately noticed by Y/n, and she looked at him with concern carved in every part of her face. Daniel’s frustration and anxiety balled inside him, ravaging his mind with painful thoughts and emotions, finally erupting in front of Y/n. She shuffled over quickly to wrap her arms around him as he cried heavily into her shoulder, panting from pure exhaustion. Y/n gulped down her tears as she held Daniel tightly, whispering quiet reassurances as he let all his emotions out. Daniel clinged onto the material of his sweater she wore, and he let himself be calmed by Y/n’s presence. The sheer touch of her skin made Daniel’s sobs soften with each deep breath he took. Y/n looked down at him sweetly in her arms, “I love you, Dani” she said kindly, with the most genuine affection.

Daniel took a trembling breath before replying tiredly but easily “I love you too.”

(i swear i always end it the same smh, i wrote this so late)

#daniel seavey #daniel seavey imagines #daniel seavey fanfic #zach herron #corbyn besson #jonah marais #jack avery #wdw boys #why don't we imagines #why dont we fanfic #why don't we

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bonny-kookoo · 4 years

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Bad Girl (JJK x Reader) 🎀💜☁️🔞

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Good Girl AU, slight angst, fluff and romance, smut, oh god there’s so much filth

Warnings: DD/LG themes, it’s actually a major part in this so if you’re uncomfy you can skip this chapter thanks, GG is scared to talk to Koo about it, Koo thinks the worst, life lesson to learn from this: talk about shit, cockwarming, Dom!Jungkook, like he’s actually pretty demanding this time, Sub!Reader, non-sexual spanking, Bratty!Reader, toy usage, more to be added if I get carried away writing again

Summary: Jungkook has gotten so used to you being the sweet angel you are all the time, that he’s actually a bit confused when you’re not. Are you unhappy with him? Or do you only need to be put back into your place again?

Good Girl || Sweet Girl || Smart Girl || Brave Girl || Pretty Girl || Charming Girl || Enticing Girl || Bad Girl || ???

Taglist: @sweetenedcooky @ggukkieland @btsismybias22 @darkgvk @daddypkj @flowerprincess24 @crazylittlemay @zeharilisharaban @teresaisla @tangledsparkles @dammit-jjk

Well, this was certainly new.

For hours, Jungkook had been immersed into the screen of his PC- yet he wasn't playing any video game at all. He was desperately trying to come up with ideas, new inspiration, as his mind was seemingly clogged up with random thoughts that didn't fit what he wanted.

Time to get his mind off of things?

Maybe, but Jungkook had ignored you almost the entire day already, the clock now nearing 4 in the evening. You promptly walked over to him, ignoring his attempts to tell you he did not have time right now, but simply seating yourself ontop of his thighs, taking your rightful place on your throne which was his lap. He bit his tongue as he closed his eyes for a second, refraining from saying anything you could take wrongly. "Baby, I have to finish this-" He started, voice growing a bit whiny at the end as his head fall backwards, chuckle escaping him at your struggle to open his fly while he was sitting. "As much as I love the idea I can't fuck you right now princess-" He said, but you shook your head.

"I'll wait then, I can be good." You stated, making his pupils widen at the way you said that. You pulled him out of the warmth inside his underwear, hands moving over the skin of his length as he slowly grew more firm inside your palms. You moved a bit, Jungkook helping you by holding your waist to make sure you couldn't slip off as he watched you curiously, pulling the fabric of your panties to the side as you began to lower yourself. He held you still before you could move.

"No no no wait, condom-" He said hurriedly, but you simply giggled, shaking your head. "Baby no, we talked about that-" He began again, but you looked at him with an innocent face.

"But we're not gonna do anything!" You said, and it dawned on him what you were trying to do.

Cockwarming?

He'd heard of it, Taehyung having told him once that he'd tried but failed, unable to sit still for so long. Yet for Jungkook this could be a challenge for himself to try and keep himself in check, to train his own will by simply leaving himself inside you. This would be the first time going bare, and he didn't want to mess it up. So he nodded, letting you lower yourself down on him, his member enterin you slowly, entirely new feeling as he noticed the way your walls welcomed him inside, warmth comforting in a way he could not describe. This was.. actually not that bad.

"Hm.. you're comfy baby?" He asked, and you nodded, resting your head on the inside of his shoulder as he held you, pulling his chair closer to his Screen again, mind now a bit more calm as he began to collect sketches and ideas more orderly, finally able to catch a decent train of thought. Sometimes you really had great ideas.

Again you'd bee searching for ways to tell Jungkook about things that had been bothering you. No, bothering wasn't the right word.. it was weighing you down, prohibiting you any kind of full forced happiness, because it always crept into the back of your mind, corrupting your thoughts with harsh visions of him calling you weird or even going as far as to leave entirely. After all, it was quite.. weird.

It wasn't like you were regressing into a full forced baby, no. You'd learned to take care of yourself even when you were falling into your headspace, knowing how to make yourself comfortable without any help of someone to watch over you. However, just like everyone else in this world, regardless of who, you craved to share these moments of full on vulnerability with someone you loved and trusted.

Jungkook.

It wasn't like you didn't trust him, but he was someone who'd put his own needs and interests behind just for you, and you didn't want that to happen. As selfish as it sounded, you wanted him to care for you because he wanted to, not because he felt as if he needed to do it in order to keep you happy. You could let go of it just to stay with him, if that was what it would take for you and him to stay together.

"Baby, I was gonna go to the store real quick, you need some..thing.?" His voice got a bit slower and died down eventually as you shut your laptop with quite the amount of force from being startled by him, making him furrow his brows a bit. "Everything alright?" He asked, now a bit more serious in tone as he could sense something off about you.

"Yeah! Sure, eh.. could you pick up some Milk? We're out of it almost so, uh.. yeah.." You said, smiling, yet without true intentions. Jungkook nodded, telling you goodbye as he put on his shoes, grim look on his face not diminishing at all as he thought about your behavior lately. It was quite worrying, how you now began to pick up on the habit of locking your phone with a passcode, not leaving your laptop open anymore, or how nervous you became every time he caught you on either of these devices.

What else was he supposed to think?

Weren't you happy with him? Had he done something wrong? He tried to think of something, anything that would explain you putting distance between you two so suddenly, yet he could not come up with something that would sound rational. And even with all the signs pointing towards it, he could not make himself belief you would genuinely go out and meet someone else behind his back; you were not like that at all. So what was really going on?

He almost dropped the milk carton in his hand as his phone buzzed, the message something that made his stomach drop.

'We need to talk.'

This was planned way better than executed.

Having Jungkook sit in front of you on the bed was making it even harder to just come out and say it. Every time your brain attempted to send the proper signals to your tongue, trying to open your lips to form words, they just wouldn't come out. It was as if you tried to drive a car with the breaks still pressed; it didn't work at all.

Yet you couldn't seem to loosen your breaks.

Jungkook sighed, running a hand over his face, as he took your hand into his, worried look on his face. "Look.." He began, and you watched him as his thumb gently drew circles on the back of your hand, his eyes averting your gaze. "If you want to break up-"

"NO!" You immediately said, loudly, startling both of you as you sat up straighter, grabbing his hand with both of yours, holding onto it as if it would disappear if you didn't. He looked at you with wide eyes, genuinely confused. That.. wasn't it? Then what had you so secretive and skittish lately? "I mean, except if you want to-" He smiled a bit, scooting forwards to have you closer, legs now on either side of his hips as you sat on his thighs.

"No, never. I thought you wanted to." He said, interlacing his fingers behind your back to keep you close, as he looked at you more calmly now. "But I know there's something you want to tell me." He hummed, trying to coax you out of your shell with a gentle tone of voice. It seemed to work as you visibly began to think. "It's alright, you can tell me anythi-" He started, but you cut him off.

"Do you know what.. uh.. you know, dd-lg means.?" You carefully asked, and his eyes widened for the nth time that day, looking at you with wonder. That.. that was what you were so worried about?

He simply nodded. "I know about it. Why?" He asked, even though now he had a hunch of what was actually the issue. It did explain a lot for him as he thought about all the instances you'd hinted at it in the past, never having the courage to actually say it out loud. "You're a little, is that it?" He wondered, and you nodded, looking down as he smiled gently, lifting your chin up. "Hey no, it's alright, really. I already suspected something like that, to be honest." He said, and your gaze finally found his.

"You did?" Weren't you secretive enough about it? Maybe he'd seen your search history, but then again, you were always so careful to only ever use incognito tabs and to always keep your phone and laptop close so he wouldn't accidentally stumble upon anything weird. Yet he proved again that you could hide basically nothing from him, as he smiled, absolutely not unnerved by any of it.

"Hmhm." He hummed as he visibly relaxed. "I mean it. It's okay." He said, and you fiddled with your fingers. "But that's not all there is, isn't it?" He asked, knowing what you wanted to ask, yet choosing not to take that burden from you. You needed to talk openly to him.

"I just.." You started, before looking at him. "So, you're like.. okay with it?" You asked, and he still smiled, while nodding to confirm your answer silently. "Would you.. like, you know.. take care of me, when I'm like this..?" You mumbled, and again confirmed, before verbally answering.

"I'll admit, I'm kinda.. uncomfortable with you calling me daddy though, if that makes sense, but I guess I'll eventually grow into it." He said, as you shook your head.

"you don't have to." You said, hugging him tightly as you began to rest your head onto his chest. "You'll just stay my 'Koo.." You hummed, as he chuckled, holding you close to him.

Yeah, he could definitely grow fond of that.

"No baby, we can't just order takeout all the time. It's not healthy." He argued, as you sat on the couch, pouting at him as you were getting ready to call back, just to have him turn around. "Don't even start young lady, No means no." He said sternly, making you deflate as you simply rested your chin on the back of the couch, shutting your mouth. Ever since you'd both agreed on the dynamic you now practiced, Jungkook had been slowly setting up more and more rules for you, some being more strict than others. You loved that, you were happy he was feeling comfortable with it, and deep down you knew it was in your best interest, yet you also only now realized how much freedom you'd had before. Yet even though you could feel the need to test your boundaries, you'd stayed compliant and a good girl until now.

Even though you were curious what he'd choose as punishments.

Jungkook had informed himself after your talk, silently learning more about what he should and shouldn't do. He was growing more and more into the role of an actual caregiver, having agreed to simply test things out instead of using someone else's rules or punishments as yours. Communication was key for you, and honesty as well; you were always free to tell him that you were feeling big, in which case your rules did not apply and you were free to do as you pleased. He trusted you to never use that as an advantage, simply believing in himself and his ability to spot lies on your face as soon as they'd leave your lips.

Something crinkling caught his attention.

"Y/n." He simply said, making you halter all movements as you cringed, caught in the act as you'd tried to open a pack of oreos on the couch, hidden from his sight. He'd heard you, however, and the way he called your actual name meant that he was everything but amused by your actions. "I believe we talked about having sweets before a meal as well." He said, feet stepping closer before he leaned over the couch, inked hand easily taking the sweet treats from your hands as you looked down your lap. Yet your toes wiggled in tension. Had you finally reached the end of his patience?

"Go and wait inside the bedroom until I call you out for dinner. No Laptop, and your phone stays here as well." He said, tone not leaving any room for arguments against his statement. Your lips turned downwards, yet you slowly complied, pulling out your phone and placing it on the coffee table in front of the couch, before walking inside your shared bedroom, attempting to close the door. "No, leave it open so I can still hear you." He said, and you sighed, before flopping down onto the bed.

Yet you also smiled.

He slowly learned more and more about what was right, and what wasn't.

For example, whenever you were feeling small, you were absolutely oblivious to anything of a sexual nature, which made him come to the conclusion that your littlespace and subspace actually were two different things. It made sense to him, the way your gaze would change as soon as you'd switch mindsets was a clear sign of what he could and could not do.

Sure, there have been awkward moments as well, and you had been crying a few times from too harsh punishments such as time outs as well- but that was part of the learning experience for both of you. You'd told him that you genuinely never had an actual caregiver in that sense, which only stroked his ego even more as he realized this was another first he'd claimed as his. Even if it was without actually knowing.

He felt proud.

"Koo?" You asked, eyes wide open and watching him from the doorway as he read through an article about a convention nearby showcasing some of the best airbrush artworks the town had to offer. He turned around in his chair, patting his thighs.

"You're feeling small?" He asked, and you nodded, walking towards him as you sat down on his lap, hugging his middle the best you could as you tried to read whatever he was reading. Something caught your attention as you called out his name again, pointing at the screen where his name was actually written. "Yeah, that's me." He confirmed, smiling at you.

"Why?" You asked cursiously, genuinely wanting to know, yet your mind was hazy, making it hard for you to form proper sentences. He didn't mind.

"Koo 's gonna be there and show his work to others." He said, and your eyes looked at him in awe, happy that he'd actually been chosen to be able to show his talent. You wanted to congratulate him, yet the only thing you truly got to do was hug him tighter, mumbling something that sounded like the word 'proud' into his sweater as he grinned, running a hand over your back. "Thank you princess, I'm pretty proud of myself too." He hummed, before closing the tab, picking you up and letting both of you fall onto his bed, tired from the last days of work, trying to perfect what he would be showcasing the upcoming week. You giggled before moving closer, laying flat on top of him as he sighed happily, eyes closing as you both drifted off.

“Huh, so now you wanna be a good girl?” He grunts our as he pushes your wrists back onto the bed, denying you any physical contact you desire to have with him. He decides what you get, and you look at him with wide eyes as his dark ones stare into yours. “Well that’s not how it works sweetheart.” He mumbled, flipping you over so you were on your stomach, pulling your legs towards him to lift your lower body onto your knees, center exposed to him in a for you humiliating position. “You can’t just pull stunts like that and then try to wiggle yourself out of it just by batting your pretty eyes at me.” He said, voice dangerously low and steady. He seemed so calm that it showed how well he fit the role of the dynamic you’d discussed earlier. This was him, through and through. “What was that?” He asked as you mumbled something into the pillow below. He brought his hand down onto your bottom as you still didn’t speak clearly enough, making you Yelp.

“Said ‘m sorry!” You whined out, and his palm flattened out, soothing the still tingling flesh of your behind as if to apologize. He hummed, hands wandering until you could feel his fingers spread your lower lips apart, admiring your glistening center. You moved your hips a bit, only earning his hands on either side of them, holding you still.

“I don’t think you understand yet..” he said, as he unplugged the charging cable from the toy next to him on the bed, the device now charged. “You’ll have to do better than that.” He whispered, as he pushed the toy inside you excruciatingly slow, making you whine. He simply chuckled at that.

“Or don’t you want to be my good girl again?” He mused, turning it on as you squeaked, hands gripping the sheets underneath you as you gasped.

So how did you end up in this mess?

Well, it actually wasn't your fault at all. Jungkook had just been on edge that day, that was it, not the fact that you'd sneaked sweets into the bedroom to brighten up your punishments, how you'd 'accidentally' put one of his white shirts into the same wash your red underwear and dresses were in, or how you'd been throwing a small tantrum when he'd told you to stay seated and finish your meal. Peas were gross and he knew you hated them. You didn't get why he wanted you to eat them anyways.

So yeah, maybe you had felt particularly bratty today, but when you were little, he never punished you sexually at all- it was an unwritten rule not to take any sort of advantage of you while in that absolutely oblivious headspace. So how come this was happening?

Well, Jungkook was too observant for your own good, you'd realized.

Because in the midst of your impish tactics to rile him up, he'd noticed your demeanor change. Whenever you were little, he knew that you would eventually get tired more easily; you'd simply get boosts of energy before taking naps between them. You were also not that interested in being disobedient at all, only thriving from his praise and smile, never enjoying punishments at all. He knew something was off when you'd started to giggle every time he snapped at you, and his suspicions were confirmed when he'd spanked you in the middle of the hallway- earning a very different kind of gasp from you.

In subspace, things were quite different. You were completely sure of what you both were doing, knowingly and fully consciously giving your control up to him while being aware of what may happened. This was a different kind of headspace, where he was free to use and ruin you to every extend he deemed fitting.

And oh how he craved to put you into your place this time.

"I don't think I ever said anything about you touching yourself." He growled, free hand grabbing your wrists back yet again, holding them tightly above your head as you whined, craving a different kind of touch to a different part of you. He knew this, was very well aware of the fact that you could generally only reach an orgasm if you were being stimulated instead of penetrated, but that was his plan. This wasn't about you; this was a punishment, and about his own fun.

"hm, you think I could try and make you cum like this?" He sang almost, changing the settings of the toy still inside you to a higher one, making your hips stutter as you shook your head, trying to tell him not to, as he simply chuckled leaning back on his knees as he watched you squirm. "Huh, that wasn't a question baby." He said, beginning to move the toy before stopping, as he clicked his tongue when you tried to reach for it again. Three time's the charm, you guessed. He however was not amused, pulling the toy out completely as you gasped from the sudden feeling of emptiness as he flipped you over, pulling on your thighs to have your behind facing him, hand falling down onto it with force, making the skin sting and turn pink. "You really love testing me, don't you?" He gritted out, hitting again and again as you moaned into the sheets below, making him scoff. "I can feel you leaking on my thigh, dirty girl." He mumbled close to your ear as he moved you yet again, positioning you on your knees to present your center towards him embarrassingly, making you whine. "Oh you don't get to complain baby. You wanted this, right?" He said with fake sympathy as his fingers moved over your pearl, pace without any form of gentleness as your voice failed, simply breathing heavily as your hands curled into fists, holding onto the cotton sheets as if your life depended on it. The sounds made by his hand on your exposed cunt were absolutely obscene, making the tips of your ears turn red as he continued his pace, inked hand working on your most vulnerable muscle without any mercy.

Not even when you came.

You cried out, trying to reach him but failing due to his positioning, sobbing without tears as you felt something within yourself snap, Jungkook groaning out loud as he noticed the clear liquid bursting out, making his length ache as his free hand grabbed onto it, moving it leisurely at the scene in front of him. "There you go!" He exclaimed, letting you fall down as he turned you over, spreading your legs as you caught a glimpse of him, toned abdominal muscles glistening with your release as he pumped his length, condom already wrapped over it.See?" He said as he chuckled darkly. "You can be a good girl after all." He praised, making you smile a bit as your core clenched around nothing, still sensitive to anything that came close to it. His predatory grin told you however, that this was not over yet. Pushing inside you, you mewled at the sensitivity, as he hushed you, pulling you close by your legs as he began to thrust forwards, rhythmic pace easily found as his hand moved over your breasts, kneading them before his hands wandered lower, holding your waist as he continued, breathing heavily as he growled, head dipping down to bite and mouth at your neck, leaving your skin red on his way, those marks soon to blossom into heavenly shades of purples as he let himself go, mouth finally finding yours, stealing every breath as he kissed you with need, want, as if he wasn't close enough to you already. "Hah you're so sweet-" He moaned, kissing you again before letting your lungs fill with oxygen again. "I love you, I love you so much" He whispered, picking up his pace as he bit his lip, thrusts hard and shaking your body, the sound of skin against skin echoing inside the room with wet noises, yet both of you didn't care as he finally let out a breathy sound, head falling back as he came, before lowering himself again, catching his breath as he still moved lazily, riding out his high as you moved a bit underneath him, making him laugh without sound. "My good girl getting greedy?" He hummed, pushing himself inside of you and staying there, hand reaching between your bodies to find your sensitive bud, fingers drawing circles over it in well practiced motions that made you suddenly cry out, your walls clenching around his cock still nestled inside you, making him humm in oversensitivity.

"Thats okay.." He whispered, moving again as he huffed, sweat running down his temples as he felt himself overcome the almost painful feeling of his most recent orgasm, picking up his speed as a small laugh mixed in between his desperate tries to even out his breathing. His hair was getting curly from the moisture, falling over his eyes and giving him the sheer visuals of the devil himself, making you sob as you desperately tried to keep your hands away from him. "It's alright, you're so good to me, you can touch me, yeah?" He chanted, and you immediately took the invitation, hands reaching for his arms, holding onto them as if your life depended on it. He smiled at the sight, at the simply view of your tears dying down as soon as your hands got in contact with him again, mind now at ease again with his presence confirmed to your closed eyes. "Such a good girl, taking it all so well, so good.." He said, voice low and rumbling as he went faster, now feeling himself tense again, to his surprise. "Can you cum again for me? Just one more?" He asked, and you shook your head, although a bit unsure. "You can do it, I know you can, just one baby.." He pressed out between gritted teeth, breathing hard against your neck as his thrusts began to dwindle, growing more and more unsteady as he suddenly began to pick up his face, mouth opening before he bit down his lip, breath coming out of his nose as his forehead fell into the crook of your neck, hand desperately trying to reach your center, sloppily rubbing over it as you snapped yet again, hot white pleasure painting the inside of your eyelids it seemed as you mewled, holding onto him for dear life as he felt himself cum without spilling, your release however coating his thighs again, if not as much as the first time.

He fell down next to you after pulling out his now softening length, breathing heavily as he closed his eyes, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace, both of you utterly and thoroughly spent. He wanted to take care of you, but all he could really do was tie a knot at the end of the condom after pulling it off of himself, tossing it into the bin, before pulling you close. He could do that after he'd taken a short nap. Right now his bones felt like rubber, his muscles aching in the most pleasing ways as he decided the cleanup could wait after recharging.

You noticed that you were being carried, before you slowly opened your eyes. The scent of laundry detergent filled your senses as you instinctively tried to curl closer to the soft material of Jungkooks sweatshirt, making him chuckle. "Baby you gotta let go, I have to change the sheets." He cooed gently, placing you on the couch as you simply nodded, fists uncurling as you simply stayed where you were, noticing the oversized sweater you were dressed in.

He did this generally after sex. He loved whenever you put on his clothes, yet after being close like this, it held a special meaning towards him, making him feel as if he'd claimed you.

You loved it.

Balling up the sheets in his arms, he began to throw them into the washing machine,open window letting fresh air inside the stuffy room as miri followed him, making him watch his steps as to not accidentally hurt her. He sometimes stopped to pet her head, grinning when her little tail began to wag excitedly. "Come on, lets go cuddle our sleeping beauty, yeah?" He whispered with mimicked excitement, making the dog bark as he hushed her, speedwalking towards the couch as the small poodle ran after him, yapping at your hands as he suddenly threw himself over you, careful not to crush you under his weight as he held himself up on his knees and elbows pressed into the soft cushions underneath, his nose tickling yours as you giggled.

The way he could go from an absolute demon to the softest young man alive gave you whiplash, but you wouldn't have it any other way with him.

"Jungkookie.."

"What is it?"

"Can you carry me to McDonalds?"

"First of all its been two days, second of all, get on my back."

#bts #bts imagine #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts smut #jungkook #jungkook imagine #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts reactions

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neopoint · 2 years

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waitttt my room in the apartment we’re (hopefully) about to sign on for is pretty big i might even... finally be able to.... fit in an armchair?!?!? maybe even a loveseat???? omg this is so exciting.... i’ve literally always wanted a comfy armchair i can lie down on bc i feel like it’s bad for my sleep schedule for my relaxation spot to be my bed i should only be in there for nighttime sleep.. and desk chair is too uncomfy....

#i loveeeee the armchair at my parents house #but then if i sit in the living room i have to deal with my family so. no #diary

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katsukis-sad-angel · 3 years

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Based on a True Story

Summary: there's this boy who makes you super uncomfy and doesnt take a hit, but you're to sweet to tell him to back off. Katsuki Bakugou, the more blunt end of the friendship, is happy to tell him off and free you from that sorry bastard.

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Warnings: possible tw, a lot of swearing and some pretty colorful insults, there are guys that are really fucking creepy, based on the actual events of February 7th, 2021 at around 10:30 pm

A/N: this was very very rushed, I just wanted to write myself some comfort real quick and go to bed last night and I didn't have time to properly edit! I'm really proud of some of the banter lmao, please enjoy and never be afraid to punt a ballsack! I'll add tags later🙄🙄🙄

A message popped up on your screen and your once neutral expression went sour. Slamming the face of your phone onto your pillow, you groaned angrily into your bedspread, catching the attention of a certain ash blonde sitting in your comfy desk chair a few feet away. Katsuki Bakugou, one of your best friends, gave a questioning glance but refused to meet his ember gaze

“What’s your deal?” He asked, not letting his genuine curiosity as to why there was such a pained look on your face, show.

You opened your mouth but paused.

Katsuki already knew about this boy and scolded you every time he saw his name pop up in your notifications, telling you to ‘fucking block him already’ for the umpteenth time. It wasn’t like you had feelings for the guy anymore, you were just too nice and polite to cut him off completely and tell him to go fuck himself.

The ash-blonde had already volunteered to do it for you, but you always said no because you knew he’d just find another way to contact you.

“It’s that piss baby again isn’t it?”

“Yeah…”

“Wow, did you just agree with one of my insults?”

“Suki, I’m about to take you up on your offer to tell him to go fuck himself.”

He snickered, “Now you’re talking sense. What the hell is that pansy bitching about now?”

You sigh and roll over on your back and Katsuki moves to sit on the edge of your bed.

“I cut him off for a while, I really did! It felt so good to be free of him, but then he got my number again and started bothering me a few days ago. I saw him at school yesterday and told him I wasn’t interested in dating at all and he was like whatever so I honestly thought he could keep it in his pants and we could just be friends but nooo! He calls me a simp for anime guys, I tell him to stop being a hypocrite because he used to simp for me and he was like “I still do. You’re the only one” yeah like I’m stupid enough to actually believe that!”

You paused to catch your breath, but before you could start speaking again Katsuki interjected, “Well, you are stupid…”

You socked him in the bicep and he hunched over laughing. You looked so fucking adorable when you got royally pissed at him.

“Oh go to hell.” You snapped, crossing your arms and continuing, “Anyway, this guy used to simp for my goddamn sister! Not only do I reject being a replacement for her, but if she rejected his sorry ass, that means he’s a huge piece of shit because she’s super picky.”

“I might’ve mentioned that once or twice-”

You punched him again to shut him up. “Plus he’s super creepy and gross and it always feels like he’s undressing me with his eyes and whenever he’s around I want to dive into a pool full of only chlorine and drink it. I’m just trying to coexist and just be nice to him but apparently, a female looking in his general direction means that they want dicked down by his micropenis. He’s so fucking dense too. Why can’t he see that I’m not interested, especially after I EXPLICITLY told him that?!”

By that point, you were on the verge of frustrated tears, bottom lip trembling just slightly with bottled up emotion.

Katsuki could see it.

You felt trapped in something you never signed up for and you’d do anything to get out. All of this frustration had been stored inside of you for so long and it just kept mounting and multiplying until you burst into tears.

“Goddammit, come here dumbass,” He growled, gathering you into a warm embrace, “You can’t keep all this bs inside okay?”

He let you sob into his shoulder, one calloused hand supporting the base of your neck and the other crossed firmly over your back so you’d feel safe and secure; away from the world full of horrible people and into a small one of just your best friend’s warmth and the sweet sweet scent of caramel.

“Why don’t you listen to me? You’re just too fucking nice to every shitty dickhead that sees you as an easy, fuckable target. Something really fucking bad is gonna happen to you if you don’t shape up and learn how to punt a dude’s excuse for a ballsack and tell him what you really think.”

You raised your head from the solace of his shoulder to look at him with big, reproachful doe eyes and whimpered, “I tried that!”

“Have you tried punting their fucking balls first?”

“No… that would hurt.”

“That’s the point.”

“But if I did it without reason I could get suspended or charged with aggravated assault!”

It was Katsuki’s turn to sigh.

“That’s not the point dumbass, the point is that you need to tell these bastards off when they start getting creepy. You know what? Why don’t you just fucking ignore their sorry asses in the first place!”

You sniffle and drag a hand over your cheek to dry your tears, then resume your position with your face in the crook of your best friend’s neck.

“I feel bad for them.”

“Well stop. I’m gonna call him now alright? After that, we’ll block his stupid ass on every fucking app, you hear me?”

You nod and hug him tighter as he leans forward to grab your phone and opens it with your passcode, swiftly finding his name in your contact list and pressing the call icon, then he tapped the speaker button and waited.

The call was picked up almost immediately and a voice on the other line said, “Hey cutie! I was just about to call and ask to see if you wanted to come over on-”

“She’s not here.” Katsuki cut him off with a dry snarl, “And last time I checked she wasn’t interested enough in your sorry ass for you to be calling her ‘cutie.’”

You could almost hear his lip curl in utter disgust.

“Who the fuck are you?” The voice asked, dropping its sickeningly sweet tone to something more appropriate in light of the previous insult.

“I’m her fucking boyfriend you dickwad-” You popped up from your haven in surprise, mouth open to sputter in protest but he put a finger to your lips and smirked, “who the fuck are you?”

“No fucking way that whore has a boyfriend-”

“Ex-fucking-scuse me? Shut your mouth, you mother fucking pussy, insult her one more time and I’ll fuck you up so bad you won’t be recognizable by the time you get to the hospital.” He snapped back, “She’s crying right now because you’re too dense to realize she doesn’t want any business with some horse-faced piss baby like you. Take the hint right fucking now you useless bastard so you don’t make the mistake of coming near her again because I. Will. Kill. You. Delete this number because she’s too sweet to block you herself, but I will.”

“Fuck man, I was just tryna get laid. She’s the one who started rubbing herself all over me-”

“I said delete this number. Damn, you are a dense piece of shit aren’t you?”

“Hey, I-”

Katsuki pressed ‘end call’ and blocked his contact, moving from Instagram to Snapchat, to any social app you had, and blocked him left and right until he was satisfied.

“Feel better?” He asked softly, tossing your phone aside and peeling you off.

You carded a shaky hand through your hair and wiped your eyes, giving him a watery smile and a nod.

“Why did you tell him that we were in a relationship?” You asked, voice on the edge of a taunt.

“To make him mad.”

“I mean, it worked, but is that the only reason?” You giggled.

“The hell are you insinuating?”

“Do you… possibly by chance… have feelings for me?”

You batted your eyes at him and he retched, but the smirk was still present on his handsome features.

“What’s it to you?”

You squirm a bit, but something pops into your head so you can stall a bit longer.

“I mean, you’re not THAT ugly-”

He responded with a simple, harsh flick to the forehead to make you whine and try to whack him, but he easily intercepted your fist and pushed you on your back, caging you in nothing short of a horizontal kabedon.

It was your turn to smirk, “Yenno ‘Suki, I could very easily… oh what was your phrasing? ‘Punt your fucking balls’ in this position…”

“Just shut up and tell me what the hell you want.” Katsuki snapped.

“You’re cute when you’re flustered.” You prod.

“You look like a pissed hamster when you’re mad.” He shot back.

“You smell like a fucking candy store after training.”

“You’re the dictionary definition of a dumbass.”

“You have a better hourglass figure than Yaomomo.”

“You're quickly becoming an extra.”

“Date me.”

“Fine.”

“Wait really?”

“It’s the only way I can kiss you, protect you, and keep you all to myself.” He shrugged, leaning in dangerously close, “You don’t fucking understand how hard it is to watch you prancing around with one failed abortion after another and watching you cry because they leave since you don’t want the one thing they’re after.”

“You’ve always been there for me ‘Suki… I guess I just took you for granted, and I’m really sorry.” You met his soft vermillion gaze with a meaningful and apologetic one and reached out to squeeze his hand.

“‘S okay. You’re mine now, right?”

You nod, smiling.

“So it doesn’t matter how dense you are anymore.” He smirked, laying down on your bed and dragging you down with him so you were tucked comfortably under his chin.

You grabbed the remote and flicked on the tv, preparing to turn on an anime you had in mind.

“What romance garbage are you inflicting on me this time?” Your new boyfriend groaned, burying his face in your hair.

“One that’s super sappy and romantic and sad just to piss you off.” You pouted, clicking on each letter to form the desired word in the search bar.

“Have fun with that.” Katsuki snarked, beginning to move away, but you stopped him by deftly pressing your lips to his.

You slowly pulled away, blushing furiously, but happy to feel strong forearms snaking around your front and crossing over your stomach.

“I certainly will.” You respond.

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