#who was outside the bathrooms at a table eating food was like what happened

[yanderenightmare]

TW: NSFW, dubcon/noncon, slave darling, crude and derogatory terms, classism, abuse of power, death threats

fem reader

Thinking about the poor kitchen maid who's suddenly told she's to be the spoiled Prince's new chambermaid.

It hasn’t even gone a day yet, but you already miss your job in the kitchens.

Sure, the sweltering heat of the ovens always left you in a state of fever, and kneading dough from dawn ‘til dusk made your arms acidic with burns – unyieldingly sore – not to mention never getting a chance to sit down and rest before collapsing in bed at the end of the day. But the smell of freshly baked buns and the chance to sneak a bite out of those that came out of the oven just a bit too burnt for serving had always felt like payment enough.

That and not having to deal with the royal family.

You know you should feel honored. You know it’s supposed to feel godsend to be picked to become the Prince’s personal servant. But… there was a reason he so often required a change of maid.

You still remember the last one they’d taken from the kitchen. She was pretty and young and shouldn’t have been working there in the first place – that’s what everyone used to say before she disappeared.

You wonder if such words carry curses… and what you did to deserve the same things being said about you.

You nearly cried standing outside The Prince’s chambers, chewing on your lip with his breakfast tray in hand, wondering what rumors were true – if he really was as terrible as everyone claims – wondering where the other kitchen maid went and whether you’d end up in the same place… wondering what you could do to keep it from happening.

You don’t know what you were standing there waiting for, nearly pissing yourself when you knew he was still out – busy hunting down a couple of runaway servants for sport. It was almost as though you feared the room itself, as though it would bite once crossing the threshold. 

None of the sorts happened, though a gust of warm wind hit you like the breath of a beast once you opened the door.

Inside, there were around a dozen heads mounted on the wall – dragons, bears, lions, wolves, and other creatures you weren’t too sure of – all with mouths big enough to bite yours off.

You took only a second to look at them before they looked as though they’d leap from the walls and eat you alive, just like you’d predicted.

You set the tray of food down on the bedside table and walked to the bathroom to draw his bath – deciding work would keep your mind off it.

Stepping out a second later, you fixed a fire in the hearth and made to make the bed, stretching the duvet and the quilt over the massive mattress while eyeing the thread count with envy and the hand-stitching with awe. Left to wonder how many ducks had been shot to stuff the mountain of plush pillows he’d all but thrown onto the floor to make space for himself.

Walking through the steam to the bath again, you opened the cupboard to pick out soaps and oils – overwhelmed by the sight of every shelf stocked full of all sorts you’d never seen – glad you had somewhat decent reading skills – unlike many of the other maids.

Soaping the water, you sat on the edge and waited with a hand wading through the warmth – and while biting your lip, you let your mind wander again – daydream, like it so often did – imagining what it would be like to feel it on the rest of your skin, warm and smooth, sucking all the stress out and leaving you soft like a newborn.

He watched you enjoy yourself, his stark eyes calmly assessing what they saw with a tilt of his head – trailing from the tip of your worn-out shoes to the tattered edge of your grey maid’s dress, up your lap to the cinch of your waist where your white apron was bound – taking his time until your eyes fluttered open to find him standing there.

You nearly fell into the water, hopping up to a stance. “Sorry, your majesty- I forgot myself! Please forgive me.” You bowed, looking down at the muddy stains on your gray shoes – in anxious wait of his wrath.

But instead of a backhanded slap that would send you straight to the stone floor or a spit of venom which would make you flinch and cry, he spoke a calm and patient “Come here-”

Though spoken in a certain tone of authority that forced you forward in quick steps until stopping just short of him – still with eyes downcast.

“Mh, I'm glad they haven't run out of cute ones down there.” He said then, once you stood only a hair's length from him – voice just as calm as before and inspiring just as much surprise in you still, though now joined with visible confusion in the crinkle it caused between your brows. A furrow that only deepened once he reached out his hand, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“Your majesty?” You questioned.

“It’s master.” He corrected sharply, and you grew unsure if his voice wasn’t just cold rather than calm. “I like that better. Now quit wasting my time and undress me, slave – I have important shit to attend to today.”

You wavered only a second, feeling the words like a flick to the forehead. “Of course, your majes- master. Forgive me.” You blurted with hands quickly jumping forth to help detangle the knots keeping his robes together. 

Small fingers working hurriedly to appease him, setting aside the light leather cuirass upon his dresser once loosening it from his torso – wondering if you should tell him your name, though thinking better of it as he’d opted for simply referring to you as a slave instead of asking. 

You hadn’t been called that in a long while – slave – never by anyone in the kitchen, at least. You’d nearly forgotten it was what you were – a slave – and not just a busy member of the crown’s staff.

You bit your lip with another bow of your head, not wanting the Prince to see your face in its hurt while you undid the ties to the braces on his arms. The castle had become your home rather than a prison over the years, but… with the echo of your title wringing in that very heavy tone of his, along with standing there – bowing your head while undressing him of all fine body armor and robes – you couldn’t suppress the reminder of being of much lesser blood and birth. A fact that – despite never before having bothered you much – somehow seemed to strangle you now.

He’d dragged mud in with his boots – and given he’d not bothered taking them off, you were left to believe he wanted you to do it for him. And though humiliating as it was, you crouched down and began undoing the laces nonetheless – further feeling degraded while caressing the boot.

You pulled it off and repeated the action with the other foot – wondering if he meant you to remove his breeches and tunic as well until he, fortunately for you, lifted the shirt off and pulled the strings to the trousers himself. Leaving the undergarments in a pool on the floor next to you.

You kept your eyes down until he was completely submerged in the water, afraid to see something you weren’t allowed to – before getting up and padding back to the cupboard. You'd never been any lady's or lord's maid before, but you had been trained in the duties – and though heat rose to your cheeks at the thought of those duties, you still made to grab the soap and loofa in shakey hands before kneeling down on the stool next to the tub.

You’d never seen the prince if not from afar atop the castle balcony during speeches by his mother, the Queen – and had only ever heard of his appearance as something twisted and foul – but looking at him with his eyes closed, he really didn’t look as demonic as people had made him out to be. But further thinking about it, scrubbing his chest with soap and water and oil – you realized that none of those people were likely to have seen him up close either.

He looks every bit royal with his strength of face – cutting edges as though carved in marble, with chiseled muscles gleaming in the water and oil.

He was no doubt very handsome, you concluded silently – finally understanding why he was more of an eligible prince than what his attitude would otherwise allow – that, along with the kingdom’s riches, of course.

He sagged forward while you mindlessly amused your findings – though paying attention enough to take the cue – squeezing water onto his back with the sponge before rubbing over the broad flex of muscles, freezing once hearing him let out a heavy moan.

He leaned back again after you were done. Spilling water onto your dress once pulling his arms out to rest on the frame with a sigh – his chin tipped upward, lounging lazily on the back of the tub.

You reached for his face next – now with a silken cloth – stroking it lightly over the few droplets of blood splattered from when he must have cut into those poor runaways after hunting them down with swords and dogs in heel.

You shuddered some at the thought and must have let your eyes linger too long – or at least long enough not to notice him opening his – staring at you silently with eyes jaded in something that seemed to seize you by the throat.

“I’m sorry, ma-” You tried, but he seemed disinterested in it, reaching for you with wet fingers rubbing on the hem of your collar.

“You’re not dressed properly.” He said then, voice lazy yet loud – unimpressed, though not enough to be outright angry.

Gulping at the feel of his large hand so close to your neck, your voice only barely held it together. “I’m sorry, master. They hadn’t the right maid livery in my size, but I’ll have it ready tomo-” You started, hands folded neatly on your lap.

“Take it off.” He interrupted.

You blinked – tensing with your throat closing – sitting there stunned for a moment before mustering an ever so hesitant answer.

“Your majesty?”

“It’s master. Don’t make me tell you again, slave." He growled through grit teeth right at your face after yanking you close by the fabric of your shirt. "And you either dress properly, or you go naked. And right now, it looks like it’ll be the latter. Unless you want to be whipped for poor servitude?”

Your eyes – moon-big now while you shook your head – breathing thin through your nose. “No, master... I’ll undress.”

“Good.” He broke off your collar, dropping you back down onto your seat on the floor before rising with water rushing fast and heavy down along his limbs, dripping onto you as he stepped out with an unfettered splash.

You got up as well, beginning with the buttons on your shirt. Feeling him eye you while he wrapped himself in the towel you’d laid ready for him – his burning gaze leaving you goosefleshed and nearly in tears, bashful as you stepped out of your skirt – naked before him.

You didn’t dare look – even as he stepped toward you. Keeping your head bowed low – breath in shivers while eyeing the hand he reached for you, his fingers stopping just short of touching your bare skin.

“Clean yourself.” He said then, wafting the same hand to the tub he’d just used. Still filled with bubbles of lavender, though no doubt also of his own grime. But you wouldn’t refuse, no matter the degradation – your thoughts still lingering on the former kitchenmaid who’d disappeared not long after becoming the Prince's personal servant.

You stepped in, feeling the warmth close around your legs – still hot enough to prickle. Lowering yourself down, you sat there – swallowed by the bubbles with the loofa in hand, lathering your flesh with the mix of oil, soap, and water – brushing off soot and sweat – leaving you soft-skinned and smooth to the touch, but also riddled with goosebumps that wouldn't lower under the heavy leer the Prince was giving you.

“Get out and come here.” He said a short moment later, and you got out as told – taking slow steps toward the man, with footprints leaving soapy puddles in their wake.

He reached behind you to pull the pin from your worker's bun, letting your hair cascade in flowy wisps down around your shoulders – before brushing them behind you to clear your face and chest.

He’d dried off but didn’t offer you the towel – having dropped it into a wet pile on the floor – now reaching out to feel the smooth gloss of your breasts with brazen digits. Inspecting and assessing while caressing their weight as you stood there with your head still hung down low – silent and shivering.

Soon his hands fell from your chest down to judge your every curve, sliding over slippery slopes until reaching your cunt – stroking two thick fingers through the drippy curls found there. Gliding them between the lips, he circled your clit with his middle digit – tickling you – while dark eyes watched your lip quiver with a power-hungry gleam.

Stepping closer, the small smirk stretched on his face brushed your hairline where you tried bowing your head even lower in embarrassment – with brows tremoring similar to the hands hanging loosely by your sides.

“Aren’t you gonna bleat like a little lamb? Hmm... slave?” He asked then – low in a whisper, blowing gently into the sweat of your hair – cold enough to make you shiver even more. “The slut before you did….” He added with his smirk sharpening – lips stiffening against your skin where he brushed them in halfhearted kisses down your forehead and temple until reaching the shell of your ear. “I had to wring her little neck just to make her stop squealing.”

You sucked your teeth on impulse, jolting just a bit but not enough to make the dire mistake of moving. 

“I can tell you’re smarter. That’s good….” He continued with fingers kept at your cunt – playing your shivering core where you stood planted – dripping wet with bathwater and terrified of moving. “Weak little things like you do better understanding their place.”

Your hands formed loose fists, flinching at your sides as you kept from the urge to wring your thighs shut until he left your sensitivity alone.

“But smart or not, I believe you missed a spot earlier-” Both his hands found your hair instead. “So get down on your knees, slave.” 

One paw cupped the back of your skull in a ponytail while the other laid flat on your scalp, pushing you down until he had you leveled with his throbbing manhood – thick and high-strung – blushed red and strangled with veins – bobbing with might against the ant trail leading up to his navel and looking every bit impatient to be served. 

“Use this pretty head of yours to do better, and maybe I won't have to wring your little neck too.”

You eyed the swaying length with eyes crossing – sucking your lip at its intimidating reach and how it seemed to rise higher than your head – mumbling out a weak. “Yes, master...”

You dropped your jaw and produced your tongue – feeling him keep control of your head in his tightening hold, yanking your hair before you gave the large cock a flat lick – starting at the base of his balls until flicking off at the very tip.

Not too revolted by the mild taste of lavender and vegetable oil, you locked your lips around the head and sucked it in hopes he’d ease his grip.

“Sh-fuuhck- you really do know your place, huh slave?” He mouthed – his head hanging back in a heavy groan – holding your skull in both hands while using them to bob you against his crotch on repeat, lolling his hips inside the wet warm comfort of your mouth a little deeper for each time – only moaning with a laugh once you gave a whine for breath. “Sweet and obedient- just how I like- with a nice wet throat to fuck too….”

He thought of kicking you when you put your small hands against his thighs to brace yourself – but given how softly you held them there without nails and pinches, he decided he’d grant you the tiny mercy – thinking he’d later teach you to keep your hands on your knees when serving him head like a proper slave ought to.

Tipping his head back again, he looked down at you and the pretty curl between your brows and the cute sight of your teary eyes looking back up at him – giving a hiss at how it made his balls tug in excitement.

“Get up-” He growled, pulling you up by your hair and throat until you shoddily stood upright on unsteady feet – lightheadedly looking at him with dazed eyes and a wet pout. “’This tight cunt as loyal to the crown as your mouth, hm?” He asked with a hand smacking the soft place, making you yelp before he made to bury two of his thick fingers inside the taunt space.

You whined out softly at the intrusion – kept steady and close by the fist holding your throat in a choke – before he used the same hand to throw you over the bed – stomach first with a slap to your ass.

“Bow down, slave- and show me some fucking respect. You’re in the presence of royalty, remember?”

He mounted you with a pent-up groan – and a strong fist in your hair, pushing your face down into the mount of pillows you’d dallied with earlier. His knees dipped into the plush next to your hips, locking you beneath him with his spit-slickened meat resting between the soft valley of your ass, sliding between the cheeks impatiently.

Gathering your wrists in his other fist, he kept them crossed at the small of your spine – before pulling back and letting his cockhead fall right to your sweetly wet and welcoming opening – wasting little time in piercing it nice and deep in a direct aim – like an arrow shot straight through a target.

You winced and bucked your hips at the attack – feeling your walls weep and sting – fluttering hot around the size of it.

He leaned across your back – heavy against your shoulders with his mouth at your ear in gritty whispers. “I like docile slave girls like you who know a thing or two about pleasing a man. Good submissive sluts who understand they’re nothing but warm soft meat for men like me to devour.” 

His words groaned in nibbling bites on your earlobe – with a hand kept strict and harsh in yanking your head back for him as he slowly started dragging himself out and stuffing you so fast you couldn’t keep from yelping at the breach. Toes gripping the cold rocky tiles as your legs shook under you – being rocked into harsh and deep by the muscle strength of the beast on top.

“I'm not the first one you’ve bent over for, huh?” He continued with a grin, haughtily chuckling in low breathy condescension. “Probably the first one you’ve had take you in a proper bed, though, hm? And not in a hayloft on whatever dirty farm you grew up on.” 

Your fingernails punched into your palms where he wrung your wrists tight, keeping you pressed flat beneath him while he heedlessly rutted into you like you were nothing but his own snug fist. 

“I bet the whole village had a go seeing how pretty you turned out.” He laughed again, scoffing at it with his tongue tickling your ear. “Did they all fuck you like this? From behind like a farm animal? On all fours with your pretty face moaning in the mud?” Simpering, he sped up as though aroused by his own words.

Twisting your hair tighter and groaning louder against your ear – chasing your deepest parts with balls clapping hard against your clit.

“You’re all fuckin' inbreds- It’s a fucking miracle your filthy parents created something like you- prettier than all the bratty princesses I have to listen to yap all day.” He moaned – now fully drooling against your face, nomming on your ear with heavy breaths.

Fully draping you in his sweaty muscles, you lay gasping beneath the weight – cunt clenching hard around his shaft – making him hiss.

“Ah fuck- It's nice coming home to an obedient slave- so tight and warm- grateful for a royal cock in your poor slave cunt, huh?”

You winced at his pounding, so deep you felt it choke you – making your stomach fold and curl, trying to protect itself from the assault. “Yes- thank you, master- thank you-” You cried while he placed sloppy layers of wet kisses down your temple and cheek in return – until finally pulling off.

“Come here, down on your knees-” Ripping himself to his feet, he pulled you with him by the fist riddled in your hair and pushed you down at the foot end. 

Tugging on his cock in the other hand – quick faps in the slick – he kept you looking up at him while slapping the wet weight in sticky taps against your lips. 

“Open wide, slave- here it comes-” 

Only one more jerk and it all blew in thick white beams shooting across your face – spewing in clusters, hitting you once on your forehead and another over the nose - dripping to your lips into your gaping mouth where he focused on squeezing out the rest – tapping the plush creamy tip against your tongue while panting. 

“Mh-fuck- clean me off and swallow.”

With breaths heavy and slowing, he detangled his hand from your sweaty locks and made to pet your head instead. Gently running his fingers over your hair while watching you obediently kiss and lick up all the spill in tired and slow yet devoted strokes with your tongue until it was all prettily wiped clean.

“Good slave.” The Crown Prince hummed then.

Finally sounding satisfied – still with a lazy hand holding your head where you so faithfully sat at his feet, swallowing his seed, while his satiated cock grew limp in regard.

“Now go wash off while the water’s still warm, and come out and help me get dressed.” He ordered, voice groggily soft in the after high. “I have a full schedule today looking at potential brides… and I want my little farm animal by my side to keep me going insane from boredom.”

BNHA – Bakugou, Dabi

JJK – Sukuna, Gojo, Naoya

HQ – Oikawa, Sakusa

BLLK – Reo

DS – Doma, Muzan, Sanemi

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[shmolish]

AN: This is an April Fools special because I feel like Shadow Milk definitely uses this day as an excuse to pull pranks on you. I really wanted to make an Easter Special yesterday but ran out of time.

Shadow Milk Cookie x Reader

Oneshot

Warnings: None

-April Fools!-

Today is a day that you haven't exactly been looking forward to. You see, Shadow Milk Cookie is no stranger to pulling a prank or two. He actually does it very often, and every time you fall for one, he'll laugh and laugh and laugh.

But now that it was April first, he actually had an excuse.

Normally, you're awoken by the chime of your alarm clock or by Shadow Milk Cookie shaking you awake because he's bored and needs attention.

Today it was from a gong.

Yes, that big cymbal looking thing. Honestly, who just casually has one of those lying around?

Shadow Milk, apparently.

"Good morning Doll!" He said cheerfully and like he did not just burst your eardrums.

You would groggily lean up in the bed, giving your boyfriend an annoyed glare.

"You've just been holding onto one of those for this moment?" You asked him, referring to the gong.

"Nope! I just got it in yesterday."

Of course he did.

"Now come on, we've got a big day ahead of us! Hurry up and get ready, silly." He shoved you into the bathroom for you to get yourself ready.

If you thought that he also wouldn't take this chance to pull something, then you'd be poorly mistaken.

The mirror was fully covered in sticky notes, and this was a big mirror. All of them were different shades of blue, as well.

Written on each of them was a different thing that he liked about you.

You read every single one.

It was a cute prank and you appreciated the dedication, but... now you didn't want to take them off.

Okay, that's fine, you can just use the mini makeup mirror instead. No big deal.

He's such a brat. Cute, but still obnoxious.

Once you finished getting ready, you walked out of the bathroom to see a still smiling Shadow Milk Cookie.

He was waiting for something.

"It was cute," You'd say.

"I know! ...Did you take it down though?"

"No."

"Oh really? You liked it that much? I'll make sure to compliment you more often, then."

He walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. He left some soft kisses along your neck.

"Come on dove, let's go eat~"

Shadow Milk Cookie began to guide you outside of the bedroom and into the kitchen.

Everything was upside-down.

The couch, the picture frames, the lamp. Everything.

When you looked towards the obvious culprit, he only had yet another innocent smile on his face.

"Oh my, what happened here?" He'd ask, feigning ignorance.

"I wonder.."

How did he even have the time for something like this? No. How did he even do something like this? It was almost impressive.

"So... how do you plan to eat breakfast like this?" You asked him, crossing your eyes with a disappointing look.

"Ah right..." He just kinda stares at the ceiling before snapping his fingers. All of the furniture returns to its original place. There was also some breakfast on the table.

"See. I think ahead!" He gestured for you to sit down, to which you obliged, and began eating the food that Shadow Milk Cookie prepared.

Nothing seemed odd about it.

It's strange. He keeps alternating between sweet and sour.

What exactly was his plan?

You took a sip of the coffee Shadow Milk had prepared.

It wasn't sweet.

No, it was actually very bitter.

Salty, even.

"Do you like it? I added a special little something," he said with a smile.

"Why are you like this?"

"April Fools!"

It was going to be a long day.

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[squerlly]

flames of desire chapter 6: troublesome

Alastor x (f! bunny reader)

your POV: Earlier this morning Alastor had made breakfast again and Charlie called everyone over, heading out I take a seat next to angel, a plate waiting for me. Alastor had made French toast topped with powder sugar, I don't quite remember the last time I had French toast, picking up my fork I cut a piece off taking a bite letting out a satisficed hum in response. while everyone was eating angel was talking about wanting to go to a nightclub later today "angel the point of redemption is to clean yourself of sins" "oh cmon its just a bit of drinken, I promise I wont do drugss~ y/n you'll come with me wont ya?" stopping mid bite I put my fork down "uhm angel... I haven't been out to drink in a while and besides I'm not very good at holding my-" "nahh it will be fun trust me, ill take care of ya!" "I- I mean I guess" "great later tonight, dress in somethin sexy, ya never know who might be there~" I roll my eyes as I finish my food.

Alastors POV: a night club? I would have never taken y/n for a person who enjoys such activity's...especially with angel, that could be troublesome. "angel perhaps you should take somebody else with you, wouldn't want another mishap like last time~" "now how the fuck did you know about that!!!" "I know everything angel..." "your fucken creepy" "you could be more clever with your words" "whatever well be fine Val wouldn't be there, I hope..." not very convincing "well its none of my business what happens to you, just don't drag others along when something does"

your POV: Alastor left the table leaving everyone else to finish there food. during the evening I help niffty with some cleaning, husk threw up on the carpet from drinking to much and she needed help cleaning the stain. after what felt like hours the floor was clean and it was time for me to get ready for tonight. walking back to my room I rummage through my closet seeing if I have any nice outfits or dresses, I stumbled upon one dress that was all black, it had an open back stopping above my tail with thin straps and a semi deep V line, it was long enough that it covered but one wrong move and its over, putting it on it was well fitted, hugging my waist nicely. I never had time to do my makeup so I went to angels room to help with my hair and face "well babes you look good enough to eat~ if I liked girls" "thanks angel", while he did my hair we laughed and talked, "if you don't stop moving while I'm doing ya eyeliner were gonna fight" "its to close to my eye!" "its eyeliner!!!". eventually we were done getting ready and he dragged me to his bathroom mirror, "angel I- I look so..." "hot?" I huff out a laugh "yeah ok" "ill meet you downstairs?" I nod heading out of the room to the lobby.

Alastors POV: Charlie and I were discussing her idea about hosting a "party" for sinners who are interested in redemption but she described it more like a ball. it wasn't bad idea but I'm sure people would only be there for the food. this idea lasted in my mind for a short while before Charlie let out an ear wrenching squeal "Charlie dear please do not-..." y/n walked into the lobby in a dress that I was not to keen on letting her leave outside with but my she looked beautiful. "y/n you look amazing!!!" "oh thank you Charlie, I'm not quite used to dressing like this..." "well my dear it is an interesting choice of clothing but you look wonderful" you look like I'm gonna have to murder a few people later "thanks alastor" "of course my dear, now if you excuse me I have some business to attend to"

your POV:

seeing angel walk out "alright babes you ready to party!!" "angel please please pleaseee!!!! be safe" "well be fine Charlie well be back before ya miss us" as we walk out of the hotel we head to the club that angel frequents at.

Alastors POV:

watching angel and y/n leave I turn to the hallway seeing my shadow grinning at me "follow them" with a nod it leaves, I'm not letting her out of my sight, especially looking like that...that's asking for trouble I will not allow

your POV:

walking into the club the music was so loud you could hear it from outside, the place was crowded and reeked of alcohol and cigarettes'. holding onto angels hand for dear life we finally manage to reach the bar "what can I get you to hotties" looking at angel I shrug, not knowing this place all to well "ill get a sex on the beach and shell get a margarita thanks~" "a margarita?" "oh cmon gotta start off strong" "your paying for my funeral" as the bar tender slides over our drinks we both clink glasses as we start off our night.

one hour into the night and I have lost angel, the effects of having to many drinks to count starting to kick in, pushing my way past the crowd looking for angel I bump into somebody tall somebody familiar?....wait no that's- "is that the little conejita I see~ well isn't that a surprise, what brings you to my club? back for a job~" "V-Val oh uhm I'm not-" slurring my words he drags me to a booth sitting me on his lap "somebody's had to much to drink today~" "no I have to go I'm looking for-" "now now leaving already, sit and stay a while let me treat you for a bit" trying to slip off his lap his two bottom hands have me held by the waist and I knew drunk or sober, that I was in deep shit...

because I was a day late I will be posting 2 chapters today so stay ready for the best ideas I have to bring to life I love you all hope you enjoyed and stay tunned~

-squerlly

@pooplyface1423 @strippezzz

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[harlowcomehome]

Coffee and rainy days:

It had been forever since you and Jack took a vacation together, and although you had technically been able to get away for a few days it was so brief that you weren’t entirely sure you’d count it.

Jack had been pulled in every direction imaginable lately so when his schedule allowed him the time to have a few days to himself he knew he had to use them to nurture your relationship. You never gave him any inkling that you needed that, you knew exactly what you signed up for but he still felt a sense of guilt when he couldn’t spend a lot of time with you.

He woke up before you, which was a miracle in itself. He lightly brushed his fingertips against your arm, whispering your name before kissing your cheek.

“Baby, wake up!”

“Hmmm?” You yawned realizing that he had already showered for the day.

“Without me?” You teased with one eye open.

“I didn’t think you’d want to miss breakfast so I hurried and ordered it” he hummed motioning toward the bar cart of food.

Just then your stomach audibly agreed with him, making the two of you giggle.

“Let me just shower really fast” You hopped out of bed and scurried to the bathroom, catching a glimpse of your stuffed French toast.

“Have I ever told you, I think you’re my soulmate?”

Jack blushed, smiling ear to ear at your comment. “Go shower!” He chuckled as he sat up from the bed and started to place the food on the table.

When you got out of the shower, you walked over to him, kissed him and pulled back gently on his bottom lip.

“I love it when you do that” he handed you your utensils as you began to eat.

“The coffee here sucks, so I thought maybe we could go find a shop nearby?”

“Whatever you want babe” You nodded as you took a bite of your French toast, rolling your eyes back dramatically and heavy breathing.

“You’re about to make me jealous of your breakfast, stop that” he rasped, half joking.

You couldn’t contain the giggles that constantly came out of you when you were around him, something that had never happened to you before but you embraced it.

After you got dressed, specifically in a body suit, brown 550s, and NB lounge pants that Jack had gotten for you the two of you left the hotel and started to walk down the street together.

“I hope it doesn’t rain on us” You looked up at the sky which was angry and gloomy looking.

“I don’t think so” Jack shrugged, grabbing your hand as you walked together.

After you walked for a few minutes you pulled him into the nearest souvenir store, earning a chuckle from him as he never quite understood your fascination but embraced it anyway.

“You need this” You handed him a magnet with a goofy quote and character on it.

“I need this huh?” He stifled a laugh.

“Yeah, because it looks like you” you joked only earning an over-dramatic gasp in return.

The store clerk very obviously knew who Jack was and kept her eyes on him the entire time. You couldn’t blame her, the way he was dressed today and just his overall face was worth staring at.

You selected a few stickers, noticing Jack had kept the magnet you handed him earlier. He took your things from you and handed them to the cashier as he took his wallet out immediately.

“Thank you baby” you whispered, but the cashier still heard making a noticeable sour face.

Jack pretended not to notice, for his sanity as she bagged up his small purchases and asked for a picture.

As the two of you left the store you noticed a coffee shop across the street.

“Do you still want coffee?”

“Yeah, it’s freezing out here” he dramatically shivered and you laughed knowing he typically ran cold.

He ordered a coffee for himself and a hot cocoa for you. “Do you want to sit outside?”

“Aren’t you cold?”

“I ordered a hot drink, I’ll be fine sweetheart” his eyes softened at your worry for him.

“I’ll go get a table then” You stood on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek before you found a table to sit at.

Jack brought you your drink and a cookie, before rushing back inside to grab his drink.

“I love this man” you mumbled to yourself smiling as you took in how truly selfless he was.

When he came back and sat down with you, you realized how long you had been walking and that you were pretty far from the hotel.

“What’s on your mind?” Jack sat back in his chair, eyeing you.

“Just love you is all” you hummed, reaching for his hand.

“I love you too, and I’m sorry that I’ve been so busy.”

“You know I hate when you apologize for working” You sipped your cocoa giving him a look with a raised brow.

He smiled, knowing that to be true.

Suddenly you felt a raindrop, your eyes widened as you looked up at the sky.

“Jack, we should probably go.”

He squinted as he looked up at the sky, the sun still slightly shining through the dark heavy clouds above.

“Probably a good idea.”

The two of you started your walk to the hotel, the raindrops becoming more and more consistent.

“Fuck” Jack groaned looking at the stores nearby for an umbrella.

“Baby, I doubt we’ll find one here.”

“Rain wasn’t even on the forecast today” he groaned and you laughed knowing he was always checking the weather.

“Can you finally admit that, that thing isn’t accurate now?” You poked his side making him jump as he was extremely ticklish.

“I will do no such thing!” He smiled as the rain only continued. You started to shiver as the two of you hurriedly walked to the hotel.

“Baby, are you cold? That bodysuit is thin” It was his turn to worry about you.

You sniffled, “I’ll be fine. Let’s just try and hurry.” You wiped your nose, as your hands trembled.

Jack took his sweater off, handing it to you.

“Baby, you’ll catch a cold.”

“I don’t think that’s a real thing” he chuckled as you quickly put his warm sweater on.

“It actually is a real thing” you sighed knowing there was no way to convince him otherwise.

“If I get sick I’ll be forced to take time off and you can be my nurse” he wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“Should’ve known you had ulterior motives” you giggled.

When you got back inside the hotel and to your room the two of you were completely soaked. You had mascara running down your face and Jack's curls were flat, damp and frizzy.

“Holy shit” he laughed as you both took a look at one another.

“You look like you jumped into a pool” he exclaimed.

“Your nose is so red!” You stood on your tip toes to kiss him, his nose cold as it pressed against your face.

“Looks like we are taking that shower together after all” he smirked and you giggled, taking your phone out before removing any clothing.

“We need a picture to remember this” you smiled, making him stand in front of the hotel room mirror with you.

“I don’t think that we’ll ever forget this” he laughed but posed with you anyway.

“I’ll remember it as the day your weather app was wrong” you teased, as he followed you into the bathroom to get undressed.

“You’re never letting that go, are you?”

“Not ever” you giggled as the two of you got into the warm shower.

#Jack Harlow #Jack Harlow x reader #Jack Harlow fanfic #Jack Harlow imagines #Jack Harlow fluff #Jack Harlow blurb #Jack Harlow concepts

[pumpkinbxtch]

“la gata bajo la lluvia” blurb

—leo valdez x mortal!reader

summary: you met leo by chance, you didn't think he would get into your bones that way but you knew it couldn't last.

warnings: sexual insinuations, language, angst.

a/n: ok, i hope you can forgive me bc i was kind of laughing while wrote this for my mexican ass just showing off. this took me just the morning after i listened this song.

“mi suerte ya estaba echada, ya lo sé...”

(my fate was already sealed, I know it... )

Demigods used to have something in common with their divine parents; children often forget that there's a current reality out there and tend to abandon it because their lives depend on something else all too often. One of those many things can be people.

Leo never meant to hurt you, but the mark on your heart had already been made.

“lo nuestro solo fué casualidad... ”

(ours was just a coincidence...)

You remember when he came in totally soaked from the rain outside, the bell tinkled, and he ran towards you. You thought the worst, that he was crazy, drunk, or that you were sitting in his favorite spot in that diner. But he stopped, his mouth slightly open, giving you the impression that he wanted something.

"He's handsome, I wish he wanted me," you thought instead.

— The sauce, pass it to me — he said, pointing to the Tabasco sauce bottle. "Wow, a Tabasco sauce thief," you thought. You looked at him more closely, noticing his greasy shirt, a multitool belt that seemed to be empty. "He must have had a rough day," you assumed, and rolled the bottle towards him. You wouldn't give trouble to a guy with that appearance, no matter how handsome he seemed to you.

He caught it right at the edge of your table.

— I owe you one — he said, and ran off. "Things that happen," you said to yourself, thinking you wouldn't see him again.

“La misma hora, el mismo boulevard”

(Same time, same boulevard...)

You loved the fries there; they were great, nothing better than enjoying them after work. The weather was still terrible. And the bell announced a new customer. As you were eating a piece of steak, you denied in your thoughts, "who goes out to eat with this rain?"

— hey — you raised your gaze and struggled not to choke on your food. The guy from last time! Soaked by the rain like last time, but his shirt was clean and his curls tangled by the moisture. "He's handsome," you thought again.

You lost track of how much time you spent talking and flirting with each other. Leo was funny, intelligent, and stupidly handsome. "God, I have to stop thinking about this or I don't know what I'll do."

What you ended up doing was finishing with him in a bathroom stall at the diner; it was already night, and the place was very sparsely populated. The moans echoed, and the small taps against metal reverberated as you twisted against each other's touch. Leo had his fingers roaming under your shirt while kissing your neck effusively, leaving a trail of wet kisses and nibbles that would have to be covered with makeup. He pressed you against the stall, and your hands desperately sought something better to do than clenching every time he kissed a perfect spot, which was difficult because he had been at it for half an hour. Your fingertips played with the buckle of his belt, and you felt the smile he formed against your lips.

— So that's where we were heading— he murmured in your ear with a raspy voice; a kiss on the collarbone made you tighten your grip on the metal piece.

That time it was in that place; the other times were in your apartment. The hours passed with you entwined with each other, giving each other the warmth that the weather outside couldn't provide while Leo whispered sweet things to you. You prayed it would never end, but you knew it wasn't possible; "how it begins, it ends," you thought.

You walked on the wet street. You covered your damp hair from the air to avoid catching a cold with the hood of your hoodie. Your hands brushed during the walk, and you tried to hook your pinky with his, you succeeded but Leo didn't make any gesture that pleased you, no other than the usual one. That uncomfortable smile with tired eyes.

That night would end, you knew it.

He wouldn't explain why, you knew it.

You wouldn't see him again, and you knew it.

Shit, you knew it.

“Tú te vas y yo me quedo aquí...”

(you leave and i stay here)

You let go of his finger; he didn't try to stop it.

Stopped walking, and he leaned in to give you a kiss.

— see you — he murmured before pressing his lips on yours as he had done hundreds of times before.

You nodded and gave him another small kiss. You heard that phrase for a whole month, but tonight seemed different.

He walked away, leaving you there, and you never dared to ask why he always headed towards the same rooftop of an abandoned house with the Tabasco sauce bottle in his hand. He held onto that sauce tighter than he ever held you to keep you from leaving or to stay a little longer. Before he entered that house, you turned around and walked straight home.

The drops falling from your wet hair mingled with the drizzle that started, and then those drops of water mixed with your tears.

“lloverá y ya no seré tuya, seré la gata bajo la lluvia...”

(It will rain, and I won't be yours anymore, I'll be the cat in the rain...)

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[siriuslygay1981]

Marauders during New years/new years eve

James- chomping down his grapes, told everyone to leave him alone till he was done cuz he had to concentrate. Took shots with padfoot at around 8-9 pm. Has been sipping on some alcohol beverage while socializing. Is the one hosting. Wearing red underwear. Cleaned the whole house, has cash in random places.

Padfoot- Took a shower at 7, got ready, took shots with James, has been taking shots with the girls and sipping on a drink while getting ready. Is ready at 8:30-9. Is forced by James to do the grapes, acts like it's ridiculous, all his wishes are very thought out, takes longer than all of them though.

Remus- smoked a joint with Peter, Evan, barty and Pandora. Took shots with Pete , Mary and lily. Ate when they got there and watched pads get ready. Talked with the girls with pads in his lap. Eats grapes, only says a few wishes with his grapes, mostly just eats them. Hated on the music a bit, took a handful of songs out and added some when lily looked away.

Peter- brought some alcohol, brought funny lil hats. Nibbled on food while socializing. Wore green underwear. Has done the grape thing since he went to a new Year's party at James. Flirts with some girl he meets, one of Mary's friends.

Lily- is wearing a headband thing with happy new year! On it. She is helping padfoot get ready and gossiping with the girls. She helps make some food and takes care of the playlist. She ends up getting Pandora's glasses.

Pandora and reg are on the couch passing the left over joint, reg was forced to wear a party hat by Pandora. Pandora is wearing those silly glasses that says the new year. Pandora is in this silver dress that looks like tinsels. Reg Helped James and Sirius set the party up. Oh uh reg secretly does wish for a bunch of stuff with his grapes but acts like he didn't. Pandora just wishes for all her friends to be happy.

Mary- gossiping with lily, pads and marlene. Helped make jello shots. Helps fix makeup on anyone who needs it. Brought her boyfriend to kiss at 12. Has added a few songs to the playlist when lily got distracted. Doesn't like grapes!??

Marlene- brought jello shots with Mary. Chilling with Sirius, mostly quiet but compliments everyone's outfit. Eats the grapes, forgets to make wishes until the last two. She dances with Sirius most the night. Comes out to the living room and chills on the couch with everyone. Definitely argued about the music with lily and Remus.

Dorcas- brought some dessert from the store. Takes a few shots for the fun but mostly stays sober. Hangs with reg and Pandora for a bit before hanging out with marlene outside. The first time she does the grape thing, isn't sure what to wish for exactly. Also questions if the wishes happen in order. Overthinks it a bit.

Evan and barty don't leave each other's side. Literally go to the bathroom together. Probably took something BFR the party. Drink a bit and eat a bit while dancing and socializing. Brought some substances if anyone wanted any. Chomped on the grapes under the table together. Barty ate any fallen grapes while Evan wrinkled his nose in disgust.

The prewett twins brought alcohol and invited a lot of people. (After midnight!)

These are all the characters I could think of at the moment, if u have another character lemme know who and I'll do them as well!! :)

Also quick explanation! Wearing certain colored underwear is this new Year's Eve/new year thing. Ex; if you wear red underwear you are trying to bring love into your life. And the grape thing, you get twelve grapes, twelve wishes. You eat them as soon as it turns twelve and try to finish it BFR 12:01. Oh and cleaning the house and stashing money everywhere is supposed to bring you wealth and good things or whatever.

#marauders era #marauders fandom #dead gay wizards from the 70s #harry potter marauders #hp marauders #marauders #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #the marauders #marauder era #the marauders era #incorrect marauders era #marauders headcanon #mary mcdonald #dorcas and marlene #marlene and sirius #marlene mckinnon #sirius black x remus lupin #remus x sirius #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #barty crouch junior #evan rosier #pandora rosier #regulus and pandora #fabian prewett #gideon prewett #lily evans #jamespotter

[succubusonthedoorstep]

restaurateur's son yuuta! (x fem!reader!)

word count? 1.8k

warnings? power imbalance? finger sucking, bondage, switch yuuta/switch reader, lowercase intended, mating press, choking, name calling, head cannon format!

author’s notes? a post birthday fic 🤍 don’t perceive me i wrote this cause i can (legally) drink now… (enjoy! this came out longer than intended <3 part two he could show you around the restaurant? idk.)

restaurateur's son yuuta! who grows up middle class with two older brothers. his mother works as a sushi chef at a three-star restaurant until he’s 5 when she branches off to begin her own business.

restaurateur's son yuuta!'s mother's reputation precedes her- critics, celebrities, and tourists flood the new restaurant and immediately puts it on the map. the years of experience she had to offer an enthusiastic young staff had her business outpacing her old job. a few Michelin stars later, the restaurant was five stars and always fully booked.

restaurateur's son yuuta!'s life was turned upside down within six months of the restaurant opening. he no longer had to share a bedroom with yuuji or a bathroom with choso. he could look outside his bedroom window to watch beach waves crash on the sand. their new home had space for the three boys to grow up with little worries and frequent sleepovers.

restaurateur's son yuuta! rarely eats at his mother’s restaurant. it’s a strange quirk that his brothers didn’t share, but today was different. for his father’s birthday, his mom specifically requested they eat there. of course, he couldn’t say no. his mother’s stylist had mailed his suit to him months ago for the occasion. 

restaurateur's son yuuta! makes it there 10 minutes late- the traffic in the city was something he would never be used to. when choso turned 18 and received his inheritance, his move out of the bustling city and into quieter waters couldn’t have happened faster. yuuta considered following suit but couldn’t bring himself to be apart from his family.

restaurateur's son yuuta! pushes the restaurant door open, the smell of his mother's cooking filling the room with his childhood memories. quiet diners in elegant suits and dresses chatted idly while waiters bustled around them with sake and plates of raw fish.

yuuta immediately began looking around for his family, until a woman approached him with a soft smile and a formal tone.

“welcome to night’s ambrosia, do you have a reservation with us tonight?”

he’s met with the most gorgeous pair of eyes staring back at him. the work attire at the restaurant allowed you to semi formally- you had on a black dress with mini crystals on the hem that made yuuta’s eyes shine. despite the suit being tailored to him, the clothes tightened on his skin and the air became suffocating. the look of concern that passed your face had him stuttering out a response.

“i-it’s dad’s birthday…”

“oh! you’re chef’s son!” surprise, then delight passed your face. gathering his food and wine menu in your arms, you stepped out of the hostess booth and began walking him to this family’s table. you peeked back to study the nervous young man in the suit before asking, “what’s your name?”

“yuuta,” he cleared his throat and followed behind you. the clicks of your black heels on the floor distracted him from the woman’s voice calling him from the kitchen. 

“yuuta,” you repeated, testing the way it felt on your tongue. With your back turned to him you couldn’t see the goofy smile that spread at the sound of your voice and his name. it felt like no-one had said it to him before, at least not in the way you did. 

“find me if you need anything, okay?” you asked, peeking behind you one more time. he hoped you couldn’t notice the light blush dusted across his cheeks.

“ah- yuuta!” yuuji’s voice sounded throughout the restaurant, filled with excitement at the sight of his brother. yuuta gave his father a hug and wished him a happy birthday before taking his place next to yuuji, leaving an empty chair at the head of the table.

“i’ll send someone over shortly to take your orders,” you assured, giving everyone a polite smile. the anxiety you gave yuuta had his teeth digging into his bottom lip, wanting to say something but not being sure what. that you were beautiful? he’d probably never have a chance with an angel like you if it wasn't for his mother?

restaurateur's son yuuta! spends the appetizer listening to yuuji rant about the current goings on at jujutsu high. choso leans in to inquire about some of his favorite teachers and yuuta takes the opportunity to ogle you standing at the hostess podium. the shrimp tempura in front of him grows cold as he watches you take phone calls and scroll through the list of reservations. 

restaurateur's son yuuta! thinks you possibly couldn’t make the first move- it’ll come off as unprofessional if he didn’t reciprocate. he’d hate for you to lose your job and over his entree, he excuses himself to the bathroom to instead find you in the front of the restaurant.

restaurateur's son yuuta! feels his throat tighten as you look up from a binder full of names. “enjoying your dinner?” you inquire, arms crossing for you to lean forward on the podium. he wet his lips and nodded, politely offering, 

“are you free sometime soon? i wanted to talk….”

restaurateur's son yuuta! can’t believe his luck. the girl of his dreams agreeing to a date with him was one fantasy come true, but the tight hold you had around his throat? he was blissfully lightheaded as your hand slipped from his neck to his mouth, your pointed acrylics pressing his lips open. “d’you like them, yuuta?” his name was honey on your lips, he wanted to lean up and kiss it off. he instead sucked your digits and hummed in agreement at the sweetness of your skin. 

“y-yes, tastes so good,” he makes out between your fingers, drool pooling at the corners of his mouth. you slipped out briefly to wipe your digits on his lips, giving them a sinful gloss that you couldn't resist kissing.

“yeah?” you asked, lips smacking against his. “-you wanna pay for ‘em?”

a few days after the dinner, restaurateur's son yuuta! invited you over for lunch at his home on the beach about an hour away by car. he was nice enough to send a driver with pink roses waiting for you in the back seat of the car, apologizing for not being able to pick you up himself. 

“i gotta plan our lunch, beautiful. It’s gotta be perfect, i want a second date out of you!”

and perfect it was. the midday meal was supposed to only last an hour- two at most, as you had work later that night. he was charming, easy to talk to, and obviously fine as hell. the day flew by and before you knew it, Yuuta was on the phone to tell his mother to call in another hostess for your shift. 

you felt guilty at first, but a bottle of wine later and your date manifested into the perfect distraction from your worries. he offered to show you the collection of Japanese swords he had made a hobby out of, and you wanted to thank him accordingly.

“doing so good, slut,” you encouraged, holding a squat over Yuuta’s cock. “you sure this is your first time?”

how did Yuuta find himself tied to his bedposts? it was a cute idea he joked about after you stripped him of his shirt, the marks it would leave on his wrist and arms if you tied him tight enough. he watched the idea travel from your head to between your legs, where your thighs tightened as you inquired about anything he might have for bondage. 

though inexperienced, you agreed to make do with a silk-like fabric as long as he agreed to use the safe word if needed. the knots you tied were hopefully strong enough to secure him, but you grew unsure the more you teased him. you could see the desperation he had to touch and make you feel good in return, and it tugged at your heartstrings.

hips lifting from his bed, Yuuta breathed, “need s’more of you please- ah!” his pleads were cut off by you sitting completely on his cock, your matching gasps of surprise and pleasure sounding through the room. taking Yuuta’s cock was harder than you expected- the girth alone was nothing to sneeze at, but you felt up for the challenge. his tip kissed your cervix when you rolled your hips languidly to help adjust to his size, to no avail. the size of him would take getting used to.

below you, Yuuta wasn’t in much better shape. inky black hair stuck to his forehead as he took in a hearty gulp of air, Adam's apple bobbing. he swore to himself he wouldn’t cum once you started moving, a fleeting sentiment you stole from him.

“so pretty,” you noted, pushing sweaty hair out of his eyes and exposing his forehead. “can’t believe you’re all for me.” the ties on his bedpost slipped a little at the praise. “should I let you out? so you can fuck me into your mattress?”

“god, yes,” he begged, pulling at his restraints once more. “you don't know what you’re doing to me-” you cut him off by taking the palms of his hands in yours and pressing them to the mattress. hovering over his flustered face, you bounced your ass on his cock and watched his expression contort in pleasure. he watched through dilated pupils your tits bouncing with each movement you made, becoming more sure by the minute he wouldn’t last.

“let me fuck you, please- princess, at least slow down...” 

“no,” You disregarded, his sexed but protesting whines following. riding Yuuta until he cried was the only thought you had when you rolled your hips experimentally, the friction doing wonders to pull your own orgasm forward. your nails dug into the back of Yuuta’s hands at the pleasure, a clouded pain he barely registered. the way Yuuta’s cock filled you up was incomparable to anything you’d had before, a thought you let slip out between the waves of satisfaction he brought you. 

the fact that your boss’ son was giving himself to you so freely left you so blissed out, you hadn’t noticed the ties loosen on the bedposts until a set of firm hands were on your waist. 

“'m sorry baby,” he cooed, turning the pair of you over without slipping out. “B-But you looked so pretty, and I couldn’t take not touching you…” The proximity of his face to yours was your first display of what just transpired, and the second was him taking your wrists in a strong hold above your head, leaving the other to wander your body.

“i’m gonna take care of you, okay? just like you did for me.” comforting words spilled from his mouth as he hoisted your legs over his shoulders and pulled you into him for a mating press. he couldn’t resist pressing his lips to yours, quieting the moans he fucked out of you.

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[inkysqwuid]

“ The Day We Met ”

chapter three pt.2 -

‘What…the fuck just happened?’

story tags/warnings : ot8/reader, male reader, polymerous pack, possessive hints, mature series, bdsm, strangers to lovers/mates, fantasy, courting, fluff, angst, mc is just a sweetie pie, male omega reader, alpha!seonghwa, pack alpha!yunho, alpha!mingi, beta!hongjoong, beta!yeosang, omega!wooyoung, alpha!san, alpha!jongho, wooyoung hates reader?, reader is the same height as woozi from svt, 18+ only no minors!!

chapter tags : maybe short chapter, fluff

a/n note : (heart divider by @cafekitsune)

Setting the table Y/n divided the food into each plates with an extra plate of pancakes and waffles in the middle sending a quick photo to his bestfriend “i made breakfast!” Suddenly clicking off his photo when he heard the others starting to file into the kitchen. Seonghwa and mingi were the first to enter the kitchen staring in amazement. Y/n closely watched their reactions. Sure he was used to making breakfast for others like at his old family pack when he made breakfast for the pups at the daycare he worked at. But this was different, this was for his new pack that he’d hopefully be joining. “I hope this type of meal is okay, i usually only cook for the pups or lixie” he stated with a smile plastered to his face as the pack sat at the table beginning to eat. After a moment of silence compliments started to fill the air even the stubborn pack omega wooyoung even hummed in delight next to a sleepy jongho who was holding him in his lap.

“You made breakfast?! usually we just make cereal now a days, but this is wayyyy better” seonghwa muttered out. Sure they made simple breakfast’s sometimes but none of them could really cook. Although seonghwa could make certain meals. The last time the rest tried to cook, mingi for example, the food came out burnt but somehow uncooked on the inside.

“Oh my god am i even awake right now…hwa pinich me..this taste like literal heaven where have you been all my life!” hongjoong sighed out dramatically stuffing his mouth full.

San stayed glued to his pack alpha as they entered the bathroom. “wooyoung seems to be reacting better to all of this you know..he came back to the nest smelling all happy along with being drenched in y/n’s scent. we all know they playmated in the bath from all of y/n’s loud moans it was hard not to just barge in there a fuck him myself.” Yunho chuckled at the other alphas word’s although he was right y/n was no where near quiet. Which was surprising because wooyoung barely even did anything to him.

“im surprised he didn’t do more honestly you know how he is, what they did was nothing compared to other things he’s done. i know you’re jealous with how much you love to watch. just imagine being able to watch our omega fuck y/n to tears god i just know-“

“Sannie id rather not get a boner this early plus he just got here. He doesn’t even know our dynamics yet after he knows then- well he did give his verbal consent and he accepted our collar, then you all can get to know one another in your own little ways but remember i will be the first to claim him in the end if he agrees to officially join the pack. Not just as our ‘helper’ ” Placing a passionate kiss against san’s lips yunho smiled at him bumping their noses together.

Yunho coming out of the bathroom from brushing his teeth came up from behind y/n and hugged the small omega surprising him. “You didn’t have to do this you know?…hwa could have helped you” he said in a hushed tone rocking them lightly side to side. Some might say it was weird for the pack alpha so be so welcoming to an outsider especially one that was not apart of his pack but with last night’s reassurance he was filled with joy and relief. It was like watching the sunrise in the early morning, hearing the birds chirp signaling a new day as begun. Y/n fitted perfectly with the rest of the pack even if some were still reasonably questioning it. He knew from the moment they finally met that he was meant to be with him. With all eight of them, every single one.

Smiling brightly y/n turned to look at yunho. “It’s okay yall needed rest and that kind of my job yeah?” his voice having a hit of playful sass. Glancing around he counted the number of heads at the table soon frowning as there was one missing, yeosang. “Wait is sangie still sleep? You eat ill go get him!” Giving yunho a quick hug he grinned widely before scurrying off to fetch the missing beta.

Glancing towards the two hongjoong watched as y/n quickly walked back to his room.

Opening the door to his room y/n bounced in with a bubbly attitude which slowly dissipated once he spotted yeosangs facial expression. “oh you are awake i made breakfast! the others are already eating at the table but i made sure to-”

“Why does it smell like other omega in here. Not only that-…you know wooyoung is not gonna be happy once he finds out right?” It didn’t just smell like other omega in y/n’s nest let alone all of his clothes. Oh no, it smelt like sex, slick, specifically the few clothes inside his next that didn’t come from y/n and wooyoung’s actions from last night. Trust he knows all wooyoung’s scent by heart. Yeosang now understood why his fellow beta came to him fuming with jealousy. Although he was as jealous as joongie had been he was worried for how wooyoung would act. Those two were the worst when it came to being jealous and now soon to be territorial over the new omega. While y/n had been cooking yeosang made sure to take a shower and change his clothes for an extra measure just to make sure none of the unknown omega’s scent got on him from y/n’s nest. “I won’t tell him myself but you might want to consider letting him know. Woo isn’t good with feeling threatened especially by a fellow omega, if he sees this as someone trying to steal what now his.” He sighed calmly staring at y/n.

Y/n stood frozen in his spot, he didn’t think it would be that much of a disturbance. Racking his brain of any reason why the other omega would have a problem with another ones scent in his nest left him confused. It wasn’t like they’d done it- fuck wait now that he remembered him and lixie had done a few things before they left. Quoting felix’s words ‘this will for sure make sure our scents last for a while just incase we miss each other too much.’ Y/n and felix were best friends although they are more classified as fuck-with-buddies plus being bff’s. However in the heat of the moment y/n didn’t bother to think rationally about the situation. All he could the of was to defend himself. Defend his nest. “Its just lixie, my bestfriend from my old pack back at home. Plus none of you have any say in what or who’s scent i include in my nest. If you don’t like it then…then fuck off!” he growled out his scent souring into a burnt chocolate smell. ‘wrong, beta not like nest. wrong. wrong. mine.’ Stomping over to his bed and shoving the beta away from his nest, the bell on his collar ringing violently from his harsh movements. It was his nest anyway he almost felt offended. Was his nest not perfect? He had spent all of 30 minutes setting it up and perfecting it. It was natural to feel hurt by someone commenting of any aspect of an omega’s nest if it wasn’t positive. It was their safe space.

“I didn’t mean to offend you i was just warning yo-”

“Breakfast is on the table” was all he said the tips of y/n’s ears turning red as he took a deep breath leaving the beta speechless. Tears gathering in his eyes. Y/n knew he was being difficult a brat even, not willing to even hear yeosang out. He didn’t care it was too early in the morning.

Yeosang walked in the kitchen fixing himself a cup of coffee while the rest just stared at him. “Sangie what happened why does is smell like burnt cake? Did you and y/n argue i heard him yell” seonghwa voiced out with concern. Sure enough when he was about to continue the sound of a door slamming shut sounded out throughout the kitchen.

Yeosang shook his head letting out a mocking laugh, “All i did was try to give the omega a heads up on something and it didn’t go that well.” He found it all amusing really, yeah the other had all the reason to be slightly upset but he also knew y/n was just being a brat. The other could have easily talked it out like an adult but that didn’t happen nor did he expect it to. Sitting down at the table he glanced at wooyoung before giving san a knowing look ‘seems like you were right.’

Wooyoung then spoke up, “maybe i should go talk to him you probably offended him with your oblivious-ness” he giggled out joined by a couple others.

“No, its okay let him cool off i doubt you would wanna go in there right now anyway with-” yeosang said nonchalantly before hongjoong abruptly cut him off quickly changed the topic before the omega could question. “So since woo, sangie, mingi, and hwa have the day free maybe you all can help get to know y/n. Let him know everyones cycle schedules- the ones that are coming up so no one is caught off guard.” He’d rather not escalate the situation more than needed. Of course everyone else wouldn’t have as much as a problem with y/n having his bestfriends/fwb’s scent in his nest, wooyoung was just extremely possessive. Once everyone was done eating seonghwa collected all the dishes putting them the dishwasher while jongho gave everyone kisses goodbye followed by the rest who had dance practice. After he was done, seonghwa ushered the rest to go sit in the living room before sending wooyoung off to get y/n.

In y/n’s room, the omega had called felix ranting about what happened as he rearranged his nest for the fifth time. “You know i knew this was bound to happen, with you practically being their new omega of course one of them is going to have a problem with you smelling like someone else. Not to mention with you keeping my slick stained shorts that i TOLD you to give up, but your drunk omega brain refused” felix chuckled out whole heartily. He recalled how on the night before they had to leave they had play-mated round after round until he left y/n begging for him to cum inside and refusing to let him pull out until he had a plug to fill him instead. Felix watched y/n’s collar as he began defending himself, “hey that really suits you, the collar i mean, but anyway you and i know he didn’t mean to offend you he was just being reasonable. Plus he did apologize right? If i were whats his name..wooyoung? i would be unhappy too with some random omegas slick in who is supposed to be ‘my omegas’ nest.”

Y/n sat infront of the phone’s camera listening to felix’s words letting them sink into his brain. Maybe he did a bit much with slamming the door. Now that he had really thought about it, it did make sense. This wasn’t the first time he had something similar to this happen. Felix had accidentally messed up his nest while y/n was cooking blueberry pancakes leaving him to walk back into the room thinking he was taking it apart which left the small male fuming with hurt and anger. Y/n didn’t even bother listening to his explanation before he threw the spatula at him and shoved him out of his room. That was also the first time he growled at his best friend surprising them both. After talking it out y/n laughed at the memory joined by felix who began teasing him resulting in the in him threatening to bake his favorite brownies the next time they meet and not share a single one. Running a hand through his fluffy hair he turned around at someone knocking on the room door, “give me a second lixie” Getting up he hurried to open the door. “oh hi hyung!”

Wooyoung stared down at y/n, “May i come in? i heard you and sangie’s little argument and i wanted to check up on you. I know how his words can come off as harmful at times.” Welcoming himself in he walking around the room seeing how y/n had already began decorating the space with little plants. Smiling softly at the other wooyoung continued on, “Any who i came to also tell you that we wanted to continue our conversation from last night-…”

“Y/n-ie who was it? hellooo” felix yelled out into the phone curiously, spotting a attractive male now into the cameras view. Y/n glanced towards his phone that was propped up on his pillow as wooyoung stared it down along with the cloth near it. Nibbling on his bottom lip he hurriedly jumped onto the middle of his nest snatching his phone. “Oh uh- lixie i gotta go byeee” he blew a kiss before suddenly ending the call. Clutching his phone he slid off the bed walking to wooyoung, “I know what your thinking that was just my best friend lixie-”

Wooyoung’s scent turnt bitter as his eyes stayed on the bed, “Why does it smell like another omega. Do you even understand what that collar means? You are ours, mine! Yet here you have another omega’s slick stained fucking clothes in your nest.” He held back a growl as he stalked toward y/n suddenly smelling the unknown omega everywhere making him even more upset. Not to mention how y/n spoke of the unknown omega so fondly. “Was this some joke to you? you’re mine so why the fuck to you smell of someone else” he gritted out while roughly tilting y/n’s chin up to look at him.

“I dont!- i mean i do but i was planning to get rid of it i promise i was talking about it with lixie! I was going to tell you first but yeosang found out..” Y/n spoke quickly his eyebrows pressed together in frustration. Suddenly his (felix’s) hoodie was being pulled off of him and thrown in the corner as wooyoung began scenting him roughly, leaving dark hickeys on his neck while muttering.

Wooyoung growled at the mention of the unknown omega’s name, “Oh so you weren’t going to tell me?” Y/n couldn’t say he was surprised at the males reaction. Felix had told him this was going to happen and oddly enough y/n wasn’t hurt nor offended, if it were any other pack he would have went off. Yet he was still caught off-guard. Letting out a small whine he gripped onto wooyoungs arms trying to pushed him away to continue explaining himself only earning a warning growl. Staying still he panted out a few words, “You can take it apart! i-im okay with you getting rid of any of felix’s scent only if you let me store it in my suitcase” his heart racing in his chest. Having the other upset with him was making y/n restless they had started off fairly well although a little rocky at first. Y/n would do anything in that moment to appease wooyoung.

Pulling away from y/n’s neck once he was partially satisfied with his work, wooyoung stomped over to the bed beginning to take the nest apart. He even made sure to rip apart the pair of shorts that had felix’s slick stained on them. He was almost embarrassed by how fast he got jealous. It didn’t help that his inner omega was still fuming at the though of someone else try to steal y/n away from him. They had just gotten him. He felt as if he needed to place his claim on him just to cool his inner turmoil, maybe it was because his omega was a higher status than y/n’s. “I am going to make you a new one myself, but first we have to continue our conversation from last night.” Rushing to his own closet wooyoung picked out one of his own t-shirts and scented it heavily before going back to y/n’s room proceeding to put it on y/n himself. “Come we’ll finish this later but for now i’d rather not have not hwa have a fit because we’re taking so long.” Taking a deep breath the two left the now messy room, y/n still a bit dazed. ‘What…the fuck just happened?’ was all he could think of he couldn’t decide whether he was turned on, lost, or happy that wooyoung basically announced that he accepted him as his.

Walking to the living room mingi eyed the two as they sat down, y/n on wooyoung’s lap. Mingi knew something happened but decided to save that question for later. Seonghwa then began to speak with a bright smile plastered on his face, “Okay ill start first i want to explain some of the roles of certain members of our pack so you can get to know us a little better. I personally know a little about how things are in a secluded pack as i lived in one for a short while and how different things can be. Which is another reason why i myself was extremely happy when you accepted the collar, it means alot to you and us so it is an honor. Anywho to start yunho is as you know our pack alpha but he is also the one who does most of the discipline and punishments along with san who is our brat tamer. Then there’s me and jongho who are more of the ‘caretakers’ we make sure everyone especially the omegas are taken care of and will mostly feed you ourselves. Im sure you’re used to that part from your old pack?”

Nodding his head y/n listened to the alpha closely. He could almost feel san and wooyoung’s eye contact the moment his name was mentioned. Don’t get him wrong y/n was fairly well behaved but he was indeed a brat even if he acted like he was some sweet angel when they first meet face to face. With his big doe eyes, fluffy hair, and soft voice y/n sold his innocent act well plus his average short height for an omega made it even better. As he fooled everyone around him, san saw right through his innocent front. It was no lie that the alpha could spot a brat from a mile away. “Mhm! some of the alphas would feed me and lixie before they went to hunt or just randomly at our festivals which was normal well i guess normal for us? I know its different here” y/n stated as wooyoung pulled him impossibly to him still on edge from earlier.

“Yes it is indeed different here, people here are more how do i put it their more private to who cares for their pack. For example in secluded packs like yours and my old one, it’s normal for alphas to care for omegas and give them their attention more because thats what they were taught, but here its seen as a threat if someone other than ur mated pack to do such things. Its seen as one trying to steal the omega from them. People who come from secluded packs are more in touch with their inner wolf and base instincts no matter their status, but here not so much.” Seonghwa made sure to throughly explain to not only y/n but the rest of them it was important to do so to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings. Even though he understood some of the new omegas actions that didn’t mean the others did, “For instance wooyoung i noticed something happened this morning and our betas texted me mind explaining to san and mingi?” Of course hongjoong would tell the alpha anything that was bothering him and yeosang just couldn’t keep a secret especially if it would cause problems for his fellow pack members. Honestly seonghwa found it kind of amusing.

Mingi then spoke up pushing wooyoung to answer truthfully he was worried for him, “We can all see the marks u left on him not to mention we can barely smell y/n’s own scent. You have hlued yourself to him. So its no use lieing you only do that when u feel threatened and we all know you never growl i heard it we all did.” Y/n stayed quiet while letting out calming pheromones sensing how worried mingi and san truly were.

Wooyoung sighed into y/n’s neck with a pout his arms still wrapped tightly around his waist, “When i went into y/n’s room to check up on him i smelled another omega in there besides myself…and he was on call with some other omega. It made me so angry and i kind of lashed out i dont know why..normally im not this way if its not one of you guys but with him i feel even more protective? I felt threatened..” Wooyoung then went of explaining everything not leaving even the smallest detail out. It was relieving to get his thoughts off his chest to his alphas, “I know how i am but that was different it was like my inner omega was enraged. Luckily i held it in a little better or that would have been worst.”

Y/n gasped his eyes widened at the males last words, turning around in wooyoung’s lap he embraced the older omega an effort to comfort him. He didn’t tell him that in the room, sure he knew that wooyoung would be upset from felix’s explanation and the beta’s warnings, but he didn’t know his inner omega would be that upset too. He felt guilty now even though he knew he shouldn’t be. Placing a small kiss to his neck he whispered apologizes, “Im sorry for upsetting you i really am, i didn’t mean to i promise.” Raising his head he looked in his eyes with a small frown. His hands coming up to caress the older omega’s cheeks checking for any negative emotions on wooyoungs face or in his scent.

The three alphas watched the how y/n had reacted to the situation and comforted their omega. He noticed the changes in not only their body language but their scent and had let out calming pheromones for them. This is when mingi noticed why yunho had made a great choice of choosing him for his pack. Sure it was different having another omega in the pack but he now sees why even their own omega need another one. Seonghwa cleared his throat nodding while san and mingi went to the pair showering wooyoung in kisses. “Thank you for telling us woo” san whispered between kisses while mingi began scenting him. Y/n had managed to wriggle his way out of the omega’s arms as the two alphas surrounded wooyoung. Smiling to himself for a short moment he admired their affection. Looking around he paused, ‘wait..what wheres seonghwa?’ as if on que the alpha rubbed the top of y/n’s head messing up his hair even more.

“Im right here pup, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way ill just continue. Those three are gonna take a minute, haha. We always tend to be a bit more affectionate when it comes to any of us being upset, especially when its our omega or now should i say one of our omega’s?” the alpha paused with a hum tucking y/n’s hair behind his ear, god how are you so adorable. Y/n had reminded him of a bunny or maybe that was just the way his big doe eyes stared up at him when he talked, so much for being descended from wolves. “My rut is approaching in a few weeks, two to be exact while wooyoungs is after that. Oh and normally san’s rut and wooyoung’s heat tend to sink-up. The rest we’ll mention when they get closer” he spoke softly as if not to spook y/n gently pulling the male onto his lap. “I know i already said this but we really are glad you’re here. I don’t know what we would have done if it were anyone else. Its hard to explain…but i can tell even without words. May i scent you? Dont worry woo will be okay i promise.”

Seonghwa had made sure they were facing the now scent high omega. Wooyoung has a perfect view of y/n, seonghwa even made sure to make eye contact with the omega with a silent ask for permission. He knew that something was off with wooyoung, and only himself and seonghwa knew the true reasoning. Y/n thought about it for a moment, ‘is wooyoung okay? maybe he- no he will make sure to give the older omega more attention for today’ his teeth nibbling at his bottom lip before he nodded. Letting out a light sigh he reminded himself ‘he is okay, omega not mad anymore, alpha safe’ His omega felt restless wanting to check once more for himself just to make sure he was really okay with seonghwa scenting him but he shook it off turning around in the alpha’s lap. “Only if woo said its okay” y/n whispered out to the alpha. Scooting in closer he bared his neck just a bit allowing himself to be scented.

Smiling down softly at the small omega in his arms seonghwa dipped his face into y/n’s neck rubbing all the away up to the soft plush of his cheek. Feeling y/n began to relax more in his arms he hummed satisfied. The small male was already so easy to comply yet also keep them on their toes, he was soft and had a hourglass figure just like wooyoung, the difference being that he was shorter.

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( DISCLIPLINE ME BABY ? ) SHU YAMINO X GENDER NEUTRAL! READER 18+ WC: 2.3K

❥ you tease him five times in the campus, he returns you the favor by making you cum five times as well for him. (inspired from this request)

❥ WARNINGS: SMUT, MDNI. unprotected sex, overstim, public sex, not proofread.

the class was awfully boring— the words of your professor started to become inaudible as you anchor your focus on your boyfriend who seems to be paying attention. for your class, all of you had to go out of your homeroom and take a trip around the campus to examine the buildings' intricate designings, a topic you weren't really interested in as of the moment. you barely put an effort to follow along with your cohorts, intentionally slowing down walking. the tread of footsteps echo in unison throughout the empty corridor, rambles from fellow classmates and the loud voice of your professor blends in.

you whip your head back to find your boyfriend, to which a bizarre idea popped in your mind. you halt for a moment so you could walk along with him. shu takes a glance at you once he notices your figure waiting for him. finally matching his pace, you inch forward to his figure. "say shu . . what if we fucked by the stairs over there?" you whisper to his ears, your breath tickling his sensitive skin as you point towards your right. he trails his gaze to the direction to which you pointed and his cheeks were already tinted of blush red. "he-hey, we're having a class right now."

the class was already starting to get ahead the two of you, several feet apart already but you paid no mind. you quickly hook your arm with his and bring your free hand to his crotch, slowly palming his soon-to-be erection. "so? i wouldn't mind being seen as long as it's you who's doing me." hearing your honeyed yet impure words made goosebumps break out on his pale skin, the abrupt teasing was something he didn't see coming.

"—in fact, i'd love that, i love it when they know you own me." you finish the sentence with an extremely confident tone, smirking at the end of your proclamation. shu's peace of mind slowly vanishes as his trousers became tighter after a minute of passing. being a physical manifestation of a cliffhanger you are, you decided to walk faster to catch up with your friend group and leave the flustered male behind like nothing happened, like you didn't give him a boner in the middle of your class. as a poor attempt to hide his throbbing erection, he tugs the hem of his sweater down several times. he tells himself to relax, it's a temptation burning just for now. or so he thought.

the clock's hand strikes at 12 and lunch time finally approached. shu and his group decided to eat outside of the university with his friends and you, with your own circle did the same as well, just different places. shu thought you wouldn't try to pull any prank on him anymore but of course, it's you. you stick by the saying "never let them know your next move." his phone buzzes from the glossy table top while they were eating lunch and as soon as he picks it up and swipes to see the messages you sent him, he nearly choked on the food he's chewing. ike immediately offers him a glass of water with a worried expression painting his face while the other three snickered at shu. apparently you sent him photos of yourself with no clothes at all, some images were zoomed in on your hole that shu admitted to loving so much one time when he was drunk.

of course, you had to follow up your teasing by saying: "just fuck me already, shu. didn't you say you love my hole? you can make the most out of it right now <3" the onyx haired had to go for a quick bathroom break to get himself together, losing his composure in a place like this would be embarrassing for him.

two times in a row of teasing, the male thought you wouldn't try anything more for the reason that you nearly drove him to his limits if only you were there when you sent him your nude pictures. he already couldn't focus on the classes you're having while you sit there and enjoy the show shu's putting on. you get smitten whenever he's dreading for you, yearning for your touch and warmth. but obviously, you weren't done yet. for the remaining hours in the campus, you tried to rub his dick with your ass, stroking his hair slowly (an innocent gesture that he finds hot, hence why you're doing it on purpose to him) and lastly, clinging to him when the professor isn't present yet. all of your actions nearly drove him to the edge of lust and the trigger was you licking his cheek just because.

the school alarm blares throughout the wide spacious hallways, signaling the end of classes for today. your usual routine with your boyfriend is he drives you to your home hence why you've been itching to go outside already. if shu was yearning for you, then you're twice as thirsty for his dick too. running up to shu's desk with a haughty smile, you pull his arm and chant, "let's go home now, i want to do it badly." for numerous of times but to your surprise, the raven haired didn't budge a movement. he waited first until the homeroom was finally only occupied by the two of you— he stands up and pulls your collar, forcibly making you lean towards him.

"we don't need to go home babe." he says as his other arm snakes around your waist, luscious lips immediately crashing on yours with fervor. he slips his tongue in and you could feel his lukewarm saliva dripping on your chin, shu is so impatient today and it was prominent from his foreplay. his dominant hand forces you to go deeper in his mouth with the use of force on your head, the other now groping the plush of your ass he's been dreading to touch. "shu, we can't do this here." you weakly oppose to his actions but his eyebrows knit in response.

"what do you mean we can't? earlier you were urging me to fuck you at the stairs and now we're in a secluded space you're saying no to me?" he says as he pulls his pants down, stroking his boner to prepare for its intrusion in your body. "jesus christ, when you talk like that i might just cream myself." you chuckle at the end of your sentence and strip yourself too, understanding shu's intentions right from the start.

shu's sly smirk widens as he sees you voluntarily rid yourself of your clothing, "then cream as much as you want baby." he says and seats himself on the chair and— you already knew the drill.

you shove shu's dick into your hole as you sit on his thighs, propping your arms on his shoulders for support to lap all of his dick up. starting the sex with an incredibly fast pace, the two of you couldn't exchange lustful musings any more as the feelings of pleasure got the both of you moaning at best. "i don't know but, our sex feels incredible today." your breath hitches as you try to answer, "perhaps it's the sexual frustration you're feeling now that your dick is rock hard." both of you pant heavily to try to catch your breath, but the momentum was going at a speed you couldn't match.

he bites his lower lip, standing up from his seat and he supports your body with his arms to not break the flow of the intercourse. you gasp as you notice his shifting of places and positions when suddenly, your back was laid on a hard, glossy wooden surface. "wait, don't tell me—"

before you could finish what you were saying, shu pushes his dick deeper into you once again, making sure he reaches the depths of your velvet walls with every thrust; jackhammering into your slutty hole. you almost cry out of pleasure and the shocking feeling stimulating your body at the same time. as he pounds into your body mercilessly, you feel your release nearing already. "shu, i'm gonna cum!" you cry out as he doesn't halt from his ceaseless thrusting. if anything, he quickens his pace to make you cream all over the place and that is exactly what happens next. droplets of liquid white come out of your genital, staining shu's clothes. "fuck— i'm sorry." you mumble and immediately try to wipe him clean but in response, he puts his hand on your shoulder and flips you, making you bend over on the woodentop table.

confusion clouds your fucked out mind, wondering why shu isn't saying anything— "fuck!" you cuss as you were caught off guard when the male pushes himself into you again, balls deep in. "i just came please slow down!" your words were staggered from how shu was doing you, barely coherent at all. "no can do. i need you to cum for me five times today, just like the amount of teasing you made to keep me horny." he answers, voice nonchalant— seemingly pouring all his focus on your body in making you cum.

"are you fucking for rea—" yes, you got cut off for the nth time today as the ebony head now strokes your lower region with his slender fingers in a consistent, quick pace, to which he was rewarded by your poorly stifled moans from pursing your lips. "let it all out. no one uses our homeroom around this time after all." he says, brimming with confidence and impulsivity. "i would! but! cumming five times!? don't you think that's far-fetched!?" practically exclaiming with few strength at this point, he places his hands on your lower back to make his dick reach deeper that you felt a lot, considering you just came. your knees started to tremble and couldn't stand up properly anymore, a view shu's enjoying tenfold.

"you just cummed right now. two out of five. keep it up." he says. your mind starts to drift afloat, away from reality as you felt more sensation on your lower body.

shu licks your inner thighs as he pleasures your genitalia by doing circular motions and stroking patterns in a speed he can keep up with. before you knew it, you cum once again but this time, right in front of him; feeling all shame in the world swallow you whole.

three out of five, next? he forces you to stand up as you lean against the beige walls of the classroom, the raven haired fucking you senseless once again. this time, he was more carefree to let his grunts of satisfaction slip from his lips. same old routine, you reach your limit once again.

four out of five. this time, he turns you over, making you stand up all on your own. you struggle keeping your legs still and feel as if you're going to fall anytime soon. fortunately shu wasn't that merciless when he's disciplining you with all he's got. he makes you rest on his figure but making sure not to give you enough time to rest. talk about 50/50. nonetheless, he tirelessly jackhammers into you once again. cumming for the fourth time today, your muscles started to ache for a break as you completely cling on to shu's figure for support. "shu— i can't anymore." you tried to tell him but your eyelids were already closed shut and body went numb.

the moment you peel your eyes open, you were now then enveloped by the familiar, comforting cream painted walls. scanning the whole place, it's undoubtedly your room from the setting. you try to look back on the events that unfolded previously that you ended up here; once you realized shu was trying to milk you dry by making you cum five times, your mind spins with hundreds of questions when suddenly, the door creaks open at the right time. shu enters your room with a paper bag in hand, oblivion carved on his features. "you alright?"

the look you returned to shu when he asks you that immediately shot a question 'the audacity!' but the boy only cackles in exchange. "hey, what happened in the classroom? what happened here? what did you do to bring me here?" neverending questions of the same sort came out— as expected. shu had the face to laugh again, but this time, it was not of mockery or not the teasing type. he walks by the edge of the bed and sits on the far end, setting the paper bag on the chair beside. "when you passed out, i dressed you up and drove you here to your room. i shuffled through your bag for the keys and then tada! here you are now, waking up from a 2 hour nap."

"two hours!?" you repeat the phrase again, disbelief sinking in your mind once you heard what shu said. "yeah, i also got snacks for you to fuel you up. remember? you only came four out of five times. we're going to continue what we left off in the classroom earlier once you have enough strength to go again." the raven head chuckles by the end of his statement. "damn you shu."

"don't swear at me like you don't want it."

"okay . . maybe i do."

"alright, time to make it five out of five!"

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savior.

parining: bodyguard! john wick x mafia daughter! oc

chapter: 1 of ???

warnings: shooting , fighting?, i mean it's john wick so.. lmk if i missed any though!! implied lowercase, srry.

i sigh while i continue to paint my nails, i could die for you by the red hot chili peppers playing in the background, waiting for my father to get out of and 'important' meeting. i thought i was going to go crazy until i heard a loud knock on my door. ''coming!'' i shout, screwing the cap on the nail polish bottle and turning down the music. i open the door to see my father and a tall man behind him with his back facing to me. ''sweetheart, i would like you to meet your bodyguard.'' my father says with a smile. a bodygaurd, are you kidding me right now? i've been doing perfectly fine for how long? practically my whol- my thoughts get cut off when i hear my dad clearing his throat. ''oh yes! of course father." i say with a sweet smile opening my door wider to invite them inside, turning away before i was able to see the face of the man.

as we sit in the seats around a small coffee table i finally look up after pouring everyone some tea. i thought i was going to faint, ''father. what is he doing here.'' i ask with a stern voice. ''sweetheart, he is here to protect you..'' he says quietly. i lock eyes with him.. the babayaga. ''but father.. the table is after him, no?'' i ask shakily, but my father puts a hand on my shoulder, ''you'll be fine. now get ready we are attending a party soon.'' he says sternly. ''jonathan, let's go.'' my father says walking out of my room. i made eye contact that was quickly cut off as he got up to follow my father out of the room. i let out a breath i didn't know i was holding and fall onto my bed. oh my god...the john wick is my bodyguard..?

timeskip to party.

i was standing in between my father and.. jonathan. we were attending some business party, my father insisted i come along saying that i had to ''put jonathan to good use''... who says that? ''ah, mr. romano!'' someone approached with open arms. ''excuse me, sweetheart'' he says to me as he walks away to talk to his ''work friend''. i take a small glance at the man next to me. what is he doing here being my bodyguard? what happened to being excommunicado and hiding from the table? it was to early to ask, ''i'm going to find something to eat.'' i mutter walking towards the large tables.

i grab a plate and place some crackers and cheese. that's it.. you're telling me these people have millions of dollars, but they serve crackers and cheese? whatever. i walk towards a small table and sit down, john takes a seat across from me. i start to eat my crackers and they are gone very fast. i look up from my plate to see him looking off into the party.. now that i see him in person.. he's not so bad- ''ms.romano?'' i hear johnathans voice and i get cut out of my haze, realizing i was staring at him. ''is everything alright?'' he asks ''oh yeah, i was just thinking... want to leave? this place is boring and i want some real food. and just call me arabella, yeah?” i ask.

we’re now sitting in some dingy fast food restaurant eating greasy burgers. well i was eating one, he just sat there quietly sipping on a black coffee. finishing my last fry i get up and excuse my self to the restroom. “mr.wick it is just a quick bathroom break.” he just lets out a gruff, “your father has assigned me to be by your side twenty four seven.” i give him the blankest stare “just wait outside the door, okay?” i groan.

we arrived at the house and we’re currently sitting in the garden, the sound of the small fountain in the background along with a cool breeze. i finally chose to speak up, “why are you really here..?” i ask looking up at the man who was towering over me as i sat on the cold marble bench. he gave me a small glance and opened his mouth, “let’s just say i owe your father a favor.” he answers in that deep voice. oh that voice it really just makes a woman want to-. my thoughts are interrupted again as my father walk into the garden, drunk. “ah, there you are! what are you two doing out here?” he slurs waving his arms around. i just roll my eyes and walk back into the manor to get ready for bed.

i wake up to the smell of sweet strawberries and fresh coffee. going down the stairs and through the corridor into the kitchen i see that maria has cooked breakfast. “oh maria darling, you are so sweet.” i say as i walk towards her and embrace her. i take a seat on one of the stools on the island and start to fill my plate. lost in the amazing food i didn’t notice the man next to me. “well good morning sleeping beauty.” i tell him, sending a small nudge. he just responds with a harsh side eye as he continues to drink his coffee. “get ready we’re going out!” my father shouts from the top of the stairs. “how are you not hungover?” i asked with a fake shocked tone, “plus we already went out last night.” i groan. “oh no you’re going out, i have a meeting to attend to and i don’t want you locked up in the house all day.”

i was browsing the clothing racks when i heard a blood curdling scream, before i could even look up johnathan pulls me down by my wrist. “stay low, okay?” i answer with a quick nod. i was following him closely and holding onto his sleeve for the life of me. “what’s happening?” i whisper, and he just shushes me. “there!” a man shouts causing the both of us to turn around, a bullet flying by. johnathan pulls the both of us up off the ground and pulls a gun out as we start to run towards an exit. the exit quickly gets blocked by another man who starts to fire, but john puts his jacket up stopping the bullets. he has his arm around my waist now as he’s dragging me along with him. should i be getting butterflies right now? i’m literally close to death and this is what i’m feeling? more gunshots go off and john pulls me into his chest as we take cover behind a collum. he peaks over the collum and takes two guys down. we find an exit and leave quickly and quietly.

“what just happened?!” i shout as we’re running through the parking garage getting into the car. “long story short,your dad pissed someone off and wants you dead.” he says as we start to drive out of the garage. pulling my seatbelt the car takes a hard turn, gunshots getting fired at the car. “oh my god. can i at least put my seatbelt on!” i exclaim. my palms are sweating and i’m stressing, i look over to john to see him shooting at the cars behind us. “john look out!” i scream.

A/N

so guys this is what i have so far.. let me know if i should continue it! i don’t know about it so with your guys feedback i’ll know if i should. have an amazing day/night/afternoon. xoxo ◡̈ EDIT: i changed a little bit of the story so uhh yeah sorry!!

chapter two is out!!

#john wick #john wick x reader #john wick series #john wick 4 #john wick 1 #john wick 2 #john wick 3 #multifandom account #multifandom writer

[vampireimiko]

A Romantic Evening

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, ooc bruce but idfc !! other than that, none really ^_^

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, love me some bruce wayne 🫶🏾

Valentines Day, a day where family, friends, and lovers got together and expressed their love for one another. Whether it be through acts of kindness or gifts. Bruce had never felt the need to celebrate Valentine's Day after what happened to his parents.

Who would he celebrate it with after all? Since he was The Batman, he'd just seen it as another day of fighting crime and stopping another villain from pulling off an elaborate scheme. Sure, Alfred would give him presents and chocolates through the years, until Bruce wanted him to stop.

He just didn't understand the whole Valentine's Day thing. That was until he met you. The day Bruce met you, he swears up and down you changed his life. He'd told you he'd never felt the urge to just get to know someone so bad.

You stuck through everything with Bruce. Through the late nights he'd come home battered and bruised, or the nights where he'd have nightmares. You'd make sure he took care of himself. You were there to patch him up or hold him whenever he needed it. You made him feel whole.

That's why tonight he decided to do something special for you tonight. He asked Alfred to make your favorite dish followed by your favorite dessert. All the while he started planning your surprise at your apartment. Bruce Wayne, planning a surprise? He'd laugh in your face if you told him he'd be doing this a few years back.

"Baby, do you wanna tell me why I have a blindfold on right now? And what smells so good in here?" You questioned as Bruce led you through your apartment to what you think was your dining area. You only got a 'tch' in response followed by a

"You talk too much." He said with a small smile on his face. You'd roll your eyes at him right now if you could.

Before you could respond to him, your blindfold was taken off and welcomed by a table full of your favorite dishes. You looked at the food and back to Bruce.

"Bruce.. did you do this for me?" You asked in a softer tone.

"Of course I did, darling. I want to let you know how much I care for you and absolutely adore you. This is one of the many things I have planned for you tonight." He responded, while rubbing his thumb over your cheek and looking deeply into your brown eyes.

God this man knew exactly how to make you melt.

"Thank you baby. Truly. Now let's sit down and eat I'm hungry as hell!" You giggled as you walked over to your chair and sat down as Bruce did the same. All the food tasted as amazing as it looked. Everything was cook and seasoned to your definition of perfection. You'd have to tell Alfred thank you for that.

During the dinner you and Bruce discussed various topics such as the time you two first met and how shy he seemed in front of you, or the time he first asked you out. After dinner, Bruce told you to go to your bedroom and you found a massage bed (idfk what they're called😭).

"Undress for me and I'll give you the best massage you've ever had." He said rolling up his shirt sleeves as you checked him out.

"Oh? Anything for you while your standing here looking like this." You said grabbing the robe he gave you and running towards the bathroom to undress and put it on. Fast forward to you massage, it felt absolutely heavenly.

"Oh god.. Bruce right there. Agh! Yes, thats the spot. How did you get so good at this?" You asked while in pure bliss. He laughed in response and told you to not worry about it and just focus on how it felt. You had no complaints about that.

After that godsent massage, Bruce ran you a bath. A nice bubble bath with rose petals floating around inside. Accompanied by a very nice glass of wine.

"You really mean business today, no? If I knew you were doing all this I would've gotten you something my love." You spoke looking at him while he sat at your side on the outside of the bath.

"You don't have to get me anything I promise. Just knowing your here with me and have been with me all these years is enough. At this point I'm not even sure I could live without you. You put up with all my antics and have stuck beside me despite everything I've been through. I truly do love you." Bruce said looking you dead in the eyes.

Leaning over, you placed a tender but sweet kiss on his lips, then you started to deepen it. After a few seconds you both pulled away for a breath of air.

"I love you so much Bruce. Never forget that."

After your bath, Bruce had prepared some cute lingerie pajamas for you to put on. He'd bought you outfits, shoes, jewelry, and perfume. He would surely buy you more if you wanted that. All you had to do was ask.

"These are the sexiest and cutest pajamas I have ever seen." You said while checking yourself out in the full body mirror you had in your room. The lingerie hugged all your curves in the right places. It was your favorite color, and most importantly comfortable. In the background you could see Bruce re-entering the room holding a tray.

"Oh my goodness, you didn't." You said in a excited tone while jumping up and down.

"Oh but I did."

On the tray was your favorite dessert followed by a few chocolate covered strawberries. He really wasn't kidding when he said he wanted to spoil you.

Bruce had really managed to make you feel special tonight. Not like you didn't feel special already, Bruce just rarely expressed his feelings and when he did, you felt elated.

"Baby, I know I've said it so much tonight, but thank you. You've made this the best valentine's day ever. I truly do adore you." You said stroking his cheek while taking the tray away from him.

"Now, lets get this show on the road!" You added on while climbing into bed with Bruce following close behind you.

𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ; AYEEE THIS WAS KINDA LONGGG.. i hate it ^_^ UHM HAPPY VALENTINES DAY BABES 🤎 i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs are appreciated and you can find more of my works on my pinned <33

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

#spirits works 🤍 #bruce wayne x black!reader #bruce wayne x reader #bruce wayne fic #bruce wayne #x black reader #batman x black!reader #black!reader #batman x reader #battinson x reader #battinson

[juanarc-thethird]

This idea is a sequel of How do you like your meat. Team RWBY decide to go to a restaurant to celebrate a successful mission when they see Jaune there as a waiter. He is working as a waiter to buy a present and ask them for their order. Yang thinks this is a dream once again and when he asks her what kind of meat she wants she is now ready for it. Too bad Jaune isn't ready for how Yang reacts.

I'm sorry that this took so long. Here's part 1 for the people who don't remember it.

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How do you like your meat? Part 2

Ruby: It's time to celebrate a mission well done!

W/Y/B: Yeah!!!

Yang: So where are we going to celebrate?

Weiss: There is a restaurant that has an all you can eat meat.

Blake: It sounds expensive.

Weiss: Don't worry... *Takes out a credit card* ...my dad will pay.

Yang: Nice.

Ruby: Ok team, let's go!!

Later that day in front of a fancy restaurant.

Ruby: Wow

Blake: It looks decent.

Weiss: Decent? It is one of the best restaurants in Vale.

Ruby: What do you think Yang?

Yang:... *Staring at the restaurant*

Ruby: Yang?

Yang: Oh sorry. What did you say?

Ruby: Yeah, what do you think of the restaurant?

Yang: Looks fine, guess.

Ruby: Oookay, let's go in then.

Yang: *takes another look at the restaurant* (I feel like I've seen this place before)

The girls walk in and the restaurant hostess takes them to their table.

Hostess: In a moment one of our waiters will assist you. *Leaves*

Ruby: So, how does the "all you can eat" thing work?

Weiss: Is simple, waiters will come to our tables with different cuts of meat, we tell them if we want it or not and how many pieces. Then….

While Weiss continues explaining, Yang does not stop looking around the restaurant.

Yang: (I think I've been here before. Everything feels so familiar. But it's my first time here, right?)

Jaune: Good evening, my name is Jaune and I will be your waiter this evening. Let's start with some drinks, what can I get you?

Ruby: Jaune?

Jaune: Oh hi Girls! I did not expect to find all of you here. What a surprise.

Weiss: Yes that is a surprise. Since when do you work here?

Jaune: I've been almost a month. I'm saving for a gift.

Blake: Who is the gift for?

Jaune: That's a secret. *Wink* So, about those drinks.

Weiss: I want a lemonade.

Blake: For me Ice tea

Ruby: A coke, please

Jaune: Understood, what about you yang?

Yang: *Staring at Jaune wide eye*

Jaune: Yang?

Ruby: Sis, are you ok?

Yang: I-I need to go to the bathroom. *Leaves*

Ruby: Just get her a lemonade too.

Yang: Ok.

In the bathroom.

Yang: What the hell is going on?! It's exactly like my dream! How is it possible? I am asleep? *she pinches herself* Ouch! It's real! Fuck! Maybe it's just deja vu what I'm feeling, or maybe that dream was… a glimpse into the… future? No no no no, that can't be. We are in a public place. But, what if he invites me to try his "meat"? If he asks me I would… No no no, I can't do that. Ruby is there! What would she think of her sister?! She'll think I'm a pervert! Oh my goodness! What should I do?!…. Wait I know! I'm still not sure if it's real, if he doesn't say anything about his "meat" then I won't do anything, and that's it. I enjoy my food and I don't become a pervert in front of my sister. Everybody wins. But what if he he he talks about his "meat"? AAH!! Whatever! I'll worry about that when it happens.

Back to the table.

Yang: *Comes back and sits down*

Weiss: What happened to you? Are you ok?

Ruby: Yeah, you looked scared for a second.

Yang: Sorry, I remembered something I had to do.

Blake: *Quielty* More like someone you wish you could "do."

Yang: *Nervous* E-Excuse me? (Did I sleep talk when I had that dream?)

Jaune: Here are your drinks. *Serve the drinks* Now about the food, I think you all already know how this place works right?

They all nod

Jaune: That's great, if for some reason you want a special cut you can also request it, but if it's outside the "All you can eat" promotion you will be charged extra. So yang...

Yang: (Oh no) Y-yes?

Jaune: Blake told me you like your meat thick.

Yang: W-What? I-I never say that.

Jaune: Really? Well, if you are interested we have some juicy and thick cuts of meat that can satisfy you.

Yang: *Blushing* *Gulp* Satisfy me?

Jaune: Yeah, we have this long cut that will leave your mouth watering~

Yang: Long?!~

Jaune: And it's so thick, you get full from the first bite~

Yang: *Getting Hot* Re-Really?

Jaune: And the juices that come out of it. Hmm~ Delicious.

Yang: (Shit, stupid Yang. Stop feeling horny!!) Sorry, but it doesn't sound appetizing.

Jaune: Are you sure? I have been told that my meat is delicious.

Yang: *Surprise* Your meat?! (oh fuck!)

Jaune: Yeah, I came up with that dish and all the clients that I have offered them have loved it~

Yang: Other people have eaten your "meat"?!

Jaune: Y-Yeah, Weiss's mom came by the other day and said my meat was juice.

Weiss: I'm sorry?

Yang: *Sweating* I-I see...

Jaune: Then Blake's mom came over and said she's addicted to the taste of it.

Blake: Excuse me?

Jaune: Your mom even came by one day and said that my meat was too big for her. So I can guarantee that you will be very satisfied.

Yang: My Mom?! (That Slut!! No Yang!, Remember, this is not a dream. This is real life!... But what if this is the real deal?)

Jaune: Oh! I saw that sparkle in your eyes. Looks like someone wants to try my famous meat~

Yang: What?! No I don't?

Jaune: So, how do you like your meat?~

Yang: (Hold on...) W-What did you say?

Jaune: Don't worry, I bet you like it thick, don't you?~

Yang: (Is he..) What do you mean by that?

Jaune: Don't worry about it~

Yang: (He's saying it! Just like my dream! Is this really happening?!) But... But haven't I said that I want your meat?

Jaune: Don't worry, just enjoy the food~ *Winks at her*

Yang: *Panic* (HE SAID IT!!!!)

Jaune: Ok, enough jokes. What are you going to ORDER?!!!!

At that moment, Yang pounced on Jaune in the middle of the restaurant and began to undress him.

Ruby: Yang, what are you doing?!

Yang: I'm getting that meat!!

Jaune: Yang, please! I was just joking!

Yang: I do not care! I'll eat that meat no matter what!

Jaune: *Feeling how Yang lowered his pants* Yang stop!!

Yang: Oh hello there~

Weiss: *Red* My Oum!

Blake: *Surprise* Wow

Ruby: *Covering her eyes.. kind of* That thing is huge!

Yang: And is all mine~ *opens her mouth* Ah~👄

Jaune: Yang wait! OoOh FUCkk!~💕

The girls were later banned from the restaurant and Jaune fired.

#jaune arc #jaune #rwby jaune arc #rwby jaune #yang #yang xiao long #rwby yang #rwby yang xiao long #rwby weiss #weiss schnee #rwby weiss schnee #weiss #rwby blake #blake #blake belladonna #rwby blake belladonna #ruby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #rwby ruby #jaune x yang #rwby jaune x yang #jaune arc x yang xiao long #rwby jaune arc x yang xiao long #rwby

[mx-your-name]

More head canons of Singer!Reader x Yandere Steve Rogers! (+Peggy Carter)

TW: Mention of murder and death, technically kidnapping, yandere behavior, obsessive love, manipulation if you squint your eyes, getting blipped from existence

-Where Steve Rogers would do anything to make you happy and smile to brighten up your day! You’re craving something sweet, sour, spicy? It’s on the table for you, hot and free.

-But he always expects something in return for getting you something as simple as a hug or just a kiss on the cheek, forehead, or the lips.

-Would definitely makes you both a matching bracelet since you used to make them all the time when you were younger

-If you were to ever get hurt like the simplest paper cut, burnt mark, or even hit anybody part on something Steve’s gonna treat it like someone had just stabbed you or something. Even if you keep telling him you're okay, get ready to be on the couch doing absolutely nothing with blankets, pillows, some food on your lap, your favorite movie on, and Steve right by your side cuddling you. Asking if you're comfortable every 10 minutes to make yourself uncomfortable or need the bathroom.

-You being sick would be a whole different story. It’s a sore throat? You can’t talk or sing at all until you're better! It’s a slight cold? You need medicine, blankets, and soup. Do you need the bathroom? Don’t worry he’ll carry you there and back! You're worried about him getting sick as well? He’ll go through the same pain as you so you're not alone through all this.

-When it comes to meeting your family for the first time, Steve is getting ready 3 hours earlier making sure to practice his lines and have a great first impression on your parents. He doesn’t wanna risk them saying that he can’t date you. Not like he’ll listen either way You tell him that he doesn’t need to do all that, oh yes he does he needs your father’s approval on you getting married. He’ll bring your moms favorite flowers to impress both of them. You have siblings? Don’t worry he knows how to get kids to think he’s amazing! You have a sibling that’s a teenager and doesn’t liken him? It’s alright, he just needs to find out what they like and don’t like.

-The first time that he had heard about your ex’s he was a bit angry on why they’d treat you like the way they did. Oh you never talked about your ex’s to him? You must’ve let it slip out when drinking on movie night one time.

-Onto the mention of movie night. Every Friday night he’d come home and spend time with you, eating some dinner with you before heading over to the couch to watch some movies, not like you had much of a choice if you wanted to or not. Though you’d have to explain some movies to him sometimes since he still didn’t understand much about what had happened after he got iced for 70 years after all.

-He killed your ex one night when you sleeping, tired for cleaning all day and totally not the drugged drink

-What do you mean one of your ex-boyfriend’s bodies is on the news? He shouldn’t have stayed out so late, after all there are a lot of killers out there killing innocent people.

-You wanna outside? Why? You have everything you would ever want and need here with him

-He’s a trained super soldier so of course you knew that fighting against him wasn’t gonna do much for you. Did you still try too? Yeah.

Infinity War

-When it comes to the end of Infinity War Steve didn’t hesitate to go straight home to you to make sure you were alive and that you didn’t dust like the rest of half the population

-You were home just watching a movie when you felt something weird happen to your body. Your cat that Steve had gotten you for your birthday by your side. Lifting one hand up to pet for it to go through confused to see your cat - who was named Mittens - let out a meow. You were freaked out by that bowl of popcorn falling onto the ground as you tried picking Mittens up for her to completely vanish. Tears pouring down your fast as you panic on where your cat had gone, looking down at your hand to see it turning to dust just like your cat had done a minute ago. The tears falling on your lap as you dust away into the living room to where your cat had gone

-Steve slammed the door open looking around the room yelling your name. He felt panicked, he had lost Bucky to the snap and he couldn’t just lose you either just like that. When searching the whole house to not only find you but also Mittens, going to the living room to see the bowl of popcorn dumped onto the ground left there untouched.

-When you were dusted into the soul stone the only thing you saw was orange everything. An orange ground, orange sky, and orange everything. But one thing that wasn’t orange was yourself, looking around confused on what was going on

-Venturing through the giant open space, your pajamas still on since you didn’t really wanna change out of warm comfortable clothes, soon running into what seemed to be Mittens who was running over to you

-It'd be an understatement if you were told that you didn’t miss your cat Mittens, it felt like the only thing that made everything alright was your cat.

Endgame

-For the last 5 years that you were blipped he’d be going through a terrible time not only did he lose Bucky but he lost you. And when it was you it felt like he couldn’t at least save the person he so dearly loves more than anyone. Besides Peggy Carter of course.

-So when Tony had finally invented time travel so they could defeat Thanos and bring back half thr population that was dusted. Steve was over the moon happy that they were one step away from being everyone back. Bringing you back.

-Once the second they won the war and were back on Earth Steve didn’t hesitate to take off running back home where the two of you live. He made sure the house and everything in it was kept the same.

-One moment you were with Mittens the next you were both dusting away once again, holding tightly onto your cat not knowing what could happen to either of you after all this. The next you were back at your house, the bowl of popcorn gone but Mittens in your arms once again. As if everything was the simplest dream.

-When Steve came through the front door a bit different than equals you were taken back by how changed he was.

-Never have you hugged tightly or for a whole day. You sat on the couch the entire time, and when you had to go to the bathroom he’d wait outside immediately hugging you once again, also asking if you were okay. When you were hungry both of you were in the kitchen, Steve hugging you from behind not once leaving your side.

-Now when it came to Peggy, Steve would either choose Peggy to come along with him or he’d bring you back into the past but it mostly always ended with Steve bringing Peggy to the future.

-Peggy would be taken back at first and a bit heart broken but understanding. She’d also grow to love you as well just as much Steve loves you. Maybe even more than Steve a bit.

-Back to Steve, he’d make sure that you always came first - which Peggy agreed on - he lost you once for 5 whole years and he wasn’t willing to lose you again. So maybe say goodbye to ever stepping foot outside, not like you ever did before you vanished.

#singer reader #steve rogers x reader #yandere steve rogers #yandere steve rogers x reader #captain america #yandere marvel #marvel x reader #marvel #captain america x reader #x reader #Steve rogers x singer reader #dark!steve rogers x reader #dark!steve rogers

[twice-inamillion]

Chaeyoung’s Aftercare

Smut and slight angst

Chapter 122-124

Chapter 122:

You and Mina wake up after the crazy experience you both had the previous night. The both of you go ahead and prepare breakfast and have the members come up to the dining table when they get a smell of the food. 

At this point, most of the members are at the table or on the kitchen island serving their side dishes. Mina is with Jihyo, feeding the babies in the living room before joining everyone for breakfast.

Tzuyu asks," Where is Chaeyoung?" You and Mina look each other in the eyes, remembering what occurred. Mina says, "Chaeyoung woke up feeling a bit unwell and doesn't have the energy to get up. I can prepare something for her and have her eat it." 

No one questions her, and they continue with their breakfast. You feel bad about what happened the night before and feel responsible for Chaeyoung's condition.

You try to make her some food that she can digest easily and take it to her. You know that Mina said that she wanted to prep her something, but you wanted to do this for her. 

You take her the food you made and knock; you wait for an answer and hear Chaeyoung says, "Mina unnie, is that you? Come in."

You open the door and see her trying to get up, still naked from the night before, and she tries to use the restroom. She gets up but loses her balance after a couple of steps.

"You did a number on me; you almost broke me." 

"I'm sorry, Chaeyoung, I didn't mean to do it, but Mina… I mean, Sharon forced me."

"Mina does become a dom when she turns into a Sharon. But I think you went too far by shoving it deep in my ass. Didn't you know it was my first time doing anal? Actually, it's the first time I've had a cock inside of me, so you took my virginity last night."

Words don't seem to come out of your mouth as your try to process what she just said. "I took another member's virginity, again," telling yourself.

"Do you know how hard it was to take you inside in one go? Don't even get me started when I passed out when you shoved your cock down my throat. Didn't you see that I fainted?"

"Oppa, snap out of it; I'm talking to you."

"I'm sorry, Chaeyoung; how can I make this up to you?" 

"Well, you can help me to the bathroom; I need to pee. Just be careful with me; my ass is sore, so I'll walk like a penguin."

You laugh when she mentions a penguin because you remember how it's Mina's fault that you are in this situation. 

You hold on to Chaeyoung and notice the dry cum stains running down her legs. Both of you walk to the bathroom, and she steps in and tells you to wait outside in case she needs help.

You wait on Mina's bed and wait for Chaeyoung to call you. Suddenly you hear her whine and say, "Ahh aha, there is still so much cum inside of me. What the hell oppa, who told you to dump so much in me!" 

"I'm sorry, Chaeyoung'!"

After a couple of minutes, she says, 'I tried to get it out, but I can feel it inside of me. I really want to take a bath." 

"Want me to bring some clothes?"

"It's okay; I'll just borrow some of Mina's clothes. Come help me get in the bath."

You open the door and see Chaeyoung holding on to the sink for balance. You put your arm out and walk her to the bathtub. You turn on the knob and wait for the water to rise. She asks you to wash her back, and you do as you are told. 

You keep telling yourself that you need to take responsibility. You take this opportunity to ask her about Mina on who Sharon really is. 

"Sharon is Mina's alter ego. You know how Mina is quiet and shy, well during our trainee day, she would be forced to put herself out there and make up a persona. Sharon is the brave, daring, and sexy one, while Mina is the quiet, shy, and caring one." 

That was something that you also have noticed before, where she would switch wherever you two would have sex with each other versus when she is with the babies. You help her until the end and watch her until she finishes her breakfast. 

After ensuring she's okay, you leave the room and head to see Mina. You ask her if you would like to talk to her in private. 

Chapter 123:

Mina agrees to talk to you privately, and you both go for a walk. You have a small convention and eventually stop and ask her about her "Sharon," and Mina freezes. 

You ask her who Sharon is, and she tells you that she is an alter ego that she made up during her trainee days. She says everything that Chaeyoung told you earlier, and both stories match. "Every time we have had sex, it has been Sharon that has been taking control. I'm not brave enough to do the things she does."

"Mina, I like Sharon, I do, but I'd like to see you at all times. I know you made Sharon this brave, daring, and sexy version of you, but she went too far with how she wanted to treat Chaeyoung last night. I would like you to tone down the ruthlessness of Sharon. It's nice to see you when you're in charge, but I don't think you need Sharon anymore. I didn't want to hurt you or any of your members because of Sharon. I don't want Sharon, Mina, you've grown so much since your trainee days. I mean, look at you now; you're a mother to two beautiful girls; you're the mother to our girls; I don't think you need Sharon anymore. Don't for a second think that you need Sharon to satisfy me or anything like that. I love Mina Myoui, not Sharon." 

Listening to your speech made her feel emotional, and she started to cry. "I didn't like that my alter ego was causing so much try for you and the members. I'm so sorry," said Mina as she cried, holding her and giving her a hug.

"I will apologize to Chaeyoung for what I made you do. I will take responsibility for my actions and try not to rely on her anymore." After comforting her, you both return to the house to talk to Chaeyoung.

Chapter 124:

Both of you go back to Mina's room and see Chaeyoung lying on the bed. Mina says, "Chaeyoung can I talk to you?" 

"Sure, we can talk," as she struggles to sit up. 

"Umm… I want to say sorry for everything I did to you," in a soft-spoken voice. Chaeyoung is confused since Mina never apologizes for her sexual moments when Sharon comes up. 

"What do you mean, Mina."

"I'm sorry that I forced him on to you and asked him to be rough," she said, looking towards the ground and playing with her thumb. 

Chaeyoung sees how hard it is for Mina to express herself and sees the tears falling to the ground. "It's okay; you don't have to apologize and take this so seriously. You know I always liked playing with Sharon and enjoyed our moments together."

Chae then goes up to Mina and hugs her while Mina cries. After a while, they makeup, and Mina returns to visit the babies. You and Chaeyoung stay and thank her for accepting Mina's apology. 

She goes up to you and says, "Don't think you're off the hook, I still want you to use me whenever you want, but Mina can't find out," as she walks to the bathroom. 

Mina walks down the hall and pulls out her phone; her hand shakes when she sees the pictures of the night before. 

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[more-cardigan-than-woman]

Just for the Weekend 7/10

Summary: Jason and yourself have a quiet morning to get ready.

Reader x Jason Todd

W/C: 2.2k

Warnings: 18+, Fluff, tension, pining, brothers who only call to cause trouble, swearing, Jason is so touch starved.

Part 6

You wake up feeling like a baby swaddled in a cozy blanket. Is this the Malibu air? You reach to try and stretch only to find that you can't move your arms or legs. Blinking your eyes for just a second you wince at the morning sun before wiggling again.

"Stop moving," a deep voice behind you grumbles, arms tighten around you, holding you close to his chest.

"Jason," your voice still hoarse from sleep, "I gotta pee, let me up,"

"2 more minutes," his lips connect with your neck and you feel a shiver all over your body, "stop squirming,"

"But I gotta pee!" You say louder, shit you need to get away before you fall under whatever sleepy dream spell has him in its clutches.

"Shit, I'm so sorry," he says, finally waking up and letting you go, "I didn't mean to. I didn't-"

"Thank God," you bolt up making a beeline for the bathroom, slamming the door behind you. Your heart rings in your ears, heat all over your body, fucking hell. You didn't want to get up, but 2 more seconds in that bed and you'd never want to leave.

Outside the bathroom Jason is having a similar feeling. He'd woken up long before you, much more used to long nights and existing on minimal sleep. It was a welcome change not to go to bed at sunrise. He’d awoken to you kicking down the pillow wall, soft little snores falling from your lips and your cute ass snuggling into him. He knew he should wake you or at the very least push you away, but he just wanted to enjoy the cuddle. It has been so long since he's had anyone who even wanted to cuddle him, well aside from Roy, but that was always after a mission, followed by the very casual sex they sometimes enjoyed and Roy was always the big spoon. But to just cuddle, with no expectation of more, to have someone so much smaller than him wrapped safely under his arms. To have you here, after such a wonderful day yesterday, he feels like he's won the jackpot and now he worries he might have blown it.

Rolling over he peers at his phone : 1 new message

Dick- if Jonathon tries anything, kill him.

Jason- She hit him in the face.

Dick- what? Wow must've been bad. Where were you? Aren't you supposed to be her date? Is she ok?

Jason- Bathroom, I was gone a minute. She’s fine, just got a sore hand from his head. It’s probably full of rocks. I was impressed at how fast he fell.

Dick- convenient. If she doesn't come home in one piece I'm sending Dami after you.

Jason- why is she wearing my shirt to bed?

Dick- ummm…. She likes it?

Jason- did you steal my shirt?

Dick- are you mad about it? Want to talk through your feelings?

Jason- no.

Dick- you're welcome 😘

"Fucking asshole," he says slamming his phone on side table.

"Talking to Dick?" You ask sitting back against the headboard and checking the time on your phone, making sure you've still got a few hours before you need to start getting ready.

"How could you tell?"

"He brings out that reaction in everyone who loves him,"

"True. Would you like to get some breakfast? Maybe eat outside?"

"Yeah that sounds nice."

XxX

Jason carries the tray of food out onto the balcony, the pair of you sitting much closer than you need to as you share the platter of breakfast goodies.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Go for it," you say as you take a sip of your coffee.

"You don't want to tell me what happened with Jonathon, but can you tell me why he's like? I dunno… So mean to you."

You think it over, not really sure where to begin.

"You don't have to, it's just… he really seemed to have it out for you,"

"It's ok. It's just a long story. But the short of it is, I dumped him and he didn't like that."

"And the long story?"

The long story. Should you tell Jason about the worst time of your life? You’ve done all the therapy and managed to move past most of it, cutting out your toxic ass family really did the most help. But does Jason really want to know? Is he going to think you’re just another spoiled little rich girl who threw away every opportunity that her privilege offered? Dick didn’t. The voice in your head reminds you, and something tells you that maybe Jason just wants to get to know you better, understand you just a little more. And when he asks you like that? With a blueberry muffin half shoved in his mouth and crumbs on his chest, how are you supposed to deny him anything?

"You know who my father is right?" you start, putting your coffee down, knowing how animated you can get when you tell this story.

"Some big bank guy?"

"Yeah, so my dad basically set me up with him when I was at MetU,"

"You went to college in Metropolis?"

"Yeah, anyway. So my dad set us up. We were going to be the next big power couple. I wasn’t really sold on the idea, but Jonathan was really nice at the start. Attentive even. But then after a while he started to get more possessive, controlling. Tried telling me that my English degree would be great when I was his little wife," the thought makes you cringe and to your surprise Jason takes your hand, his thumb rubbing gentle reassuring circles on the inside of your palm, "I knew I needed to leave but the ramifications of that… I might lose my dad's money. I’d never supported myself before, I had no idea how I was going to pay for college on my own. How was I going to do anything? So I applied for every scholarship I could get my hands on. Meanwhile Jonathan was getting worse, like he could see I was trying to find a way out. He started spreading rumors, lying to try and trap me with him. So I ran," as the tears begin to fall from your face, Jason surprises you again, moving from his seat, lifting you up and sitting you on his lap.

"Is this better?" his voice is gentle as he wipes some of the tears from your cheek. He knows how hard talking about these kinds of things can be. If it wasn't for the very aggressive hugs that Bruce and Dick used to force on him, he doesn't think he'd ever have had the courage to talk about things with anyone.

"Yeah," you lean back into him, not quite sure what compelled him to do so. But his huge arms cuddle around, you feel yourself relax a little. This is the past and you're safe now, his touch reminds you. Safe with him. Your heart thumps and you try to squash the thought away, but he’s still looking at you like that, his hand still lingering on your face.

"You can stop if you like,"

"No, it's ok.” you take a sip of coffee to try and distract yourself, “Where was I?”

“Jonathan was being a possessive, condescending asshole,”

“Oh yeah. So I realized that the longer I stayed the more trapped I was going to be. So, I ran. Ran to the one place I knew that he wouldn't look for me. Bludhaven, and instead of hiding I was found.” you recall the dingy hotel you had hidden in that would let you stay for a week while you got a plan in order, it was dirty and small, but it was safe. “He showed up in a suit and tie, with a bag of clothes to tell me that I have received the Wayne foundation scholarship for Gotham university."

"Dick,"

"No actually, it was Alfred. He helped me get back on my feet and when I went to the party to celebrate the scholarship winner and that's where I met Dick." you smile at the thought, it was the end of the worst part of your life.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry you went through that," he says, brushing the tears from your eyes, his hand resting in your hair.

You feel your heart flutter at his words, it sounds like he is actually sorry, like if he could he would fix it for you. You're not sure if it's the sun, the delicious breakfast or maybe just that you want to. Tilting your head down your breath starts to mingle, you whisper, "can I kiss you?" your nose brushes his, your lips only seconds away.

"No, Love. Not like this." he holds your face, keeping the trace of distance between you. He hopes you don’t see in his eyes how much he wants to say yes, how the very thought of kissing you is overwhelming him. He’s hardly thought of anything else since he had his lips on your neck this morning. But and it was a big but, he didn’t want your first kiss to be shared after you just spent half an hour crying and telling him about your ex. You deserve more than that and so does he.

"Oh." You move back trying to squirm away to hide your embarrassment. What are you thinking? It was a heat of the moment thing and now he’s going to think you’re an idiot.

"You just told me something very traumatic happened to you. Why don't we just sit here a bit and enjoy the sun?"

"Hmm," you lean back into him. Jason's hand resting on your thigh, yours around his neck as you bask in the light of the morning sun and that gnawing rejection lingers in the back of your head. Fuck, you want to run and hide, but he’s so warm and his arms are so tight around you. You can stomach a bit of embarrassment if this was the consolation prize.

Xx

The morning is easy, you both take turns showering, while the other hides out on the balcony and tries their best not to sneak a peek at the other goods. The looming rejection lingers at the back of your mind. Fuck, you're an idiot. Why would he want to kiss you? You just told him how fucking wrecked you are. Idiot.

"You look beautiful," Jason says when you walk out onto the balcony towards him. The long flowy material of your scarlet dress trailing behind you.

"You scrub up alright yourself." You wink,his hair is as perfect as ever, the curls framing his face like he’s in a painting, the light silver lock falling right over the scar on his brow. You love the light weight, short sleeve red button down clings to his biceps, a slutty amount of buttons undone, giving you a full view of his brilliant chest and a tiny scar you can almost see. A pair of dark grey trousers stretch around his thick thighs and you're sure that if he turned they would be molded around his pretty ass. "Can you help me with this though my hand is still a bit sore," you lie, your hand hasn't hurt since you woke up. But you want to feel his hands on you again, want to get a whiff of the cologne you could smell idling in the bathroom when you went in after him.

"Where's the?" He asks looking at the backless part of your dress, "surely there isn't a zip that's completely invisible"

"Here," you point to your hip, "goes up," you direct him to your bare skin on your side, subtly trying to inhale that fresh forest scent.

You peer up at Jason and he looks like he's about to have an aneurysm, "right, because why not put it there." His fingers graze up your side and you try your best to hide the sparks that light up inside you and the shiver that runs straight into your pussy, "There ya go Love, now give me a twirl," he winks and you oblige him.

You spin, your hair thankfully staying in place as you spin, smiling at how far your skirt fans out. You're knocked from your reverie when a hand grabs your waist, pulling you close to him and his lips connect with yours. He’s like fire and hunger and the blazing sunshine on your face as you kiss. His hand stays firmly on your waist as yours wraps around the opening of his shirt. The world keeps spinning but in the moment it feels like it's turning just around you.

"Jason," you breathe when you finally come up for air. His forehead leans into yours, you kiss him again, not wanting to ever stop. You want to ask him why? How? What? But all you can do is stare into those bright blue eyes and ask for more.

"Sweetheart," he whispers, his hand still holding your face close to his, he kisses you again. Fuck, you taste better than he imagined, he doesn't want to stop. But he can see the questions in his eyes and he’s not sure if he’s ready to answer them yet. "the wedding,"

"Shit, right. We better go," his hand releases you but you're only 3 steps out of the apartment before he grabs your arm and pulls you back for another, "my makeup, Jason."

"Looks perfect,"

"No I mean," you reach up rubbing your lipstick from his lips,

"Leave it. Let's go get these kids married so I can get you alone again."

Part 8

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[msanimedolphin]

~Back In The Game~

~Chapter One~

-Series Masterlist-

What happens when a girl who loves volleyball joins a boys' volleyball club? Does she find love? Will she relive her past or move forward? Join (L/N) (Y/N) on a journey with fun twists and turns.

I don't own Haikyuu or any of the characters.

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“Ugh.” You say as you roll over and feel for your phone. You find it after what feels like forever due to the annoying sound of your alarm. You roll onto your back and rub your eyes to get the sleepiness out of them. A few minutes pass until you throw your blanket off and sit up. As you swing your legs over the edge of the bed you barely touch the ground with your feet. It’s not that you’re short. You are average height. At a whopping 5’4” tall.

“I guess I better start getting ready.” You tell yourself as you get off the bed and get your school uniform, and head to the bathroom to shower and do your ‘Daily Routine’ if you can even call it that. 

After you’re ready you walk to the kitchen to see your mom cooking breakfast. As you walk to the table to wait for breakfast to be done you greet your mom.

“Morning Mom.”

“Morning Sweetie. Are you excited about today?” She asked almost too happily.

“Not really. It’s just another day of school. If anything I’m a bit nervous.”

“Why is that?” She asks while setting your breakfast down in front of you and sitting beside you.

“Thank you.” You say before answering her question. “You know how shy I get when I first meet someone, what if they don’t like me?” You ask while picking at your food.

“They will love you! You have to believe in yourself.” Your mom reassured.

“Let’s hope so.” You mumble thinking your mom couldn’t hear you, but she did. Your mom sighs before telling you to eat your breakfast so you can get to school on time. You finish your food and put your dishes in the sink.

“I’m heading to school!” You shout as you grab your bag and head toward the door.

“Okay, Sweetie! I love you! Hope you have a good day!” Your mom answers.

“Love you too and thank you!” You say before heading outside and closing the door behind you. Grabbing your earbuds and putting on some music you begin your walk to school.

-Small Timeskip-

‘I’m here…’ you excitedly thought to yourself. As you started to walk through the gate you hear a shout.

“Watch out!” You jump out of the way just in time as a boy with bright orange hair goes by on a bike.

“Sorry!” He apologizes without stopping. ‘He must be excited to be here.’ you thought while chuckling. Walking into the school building you look around happily searching for the direction of your classroom. While walking down the hall you keep getting bumped into people. You finally see the sign for your classroom hanging on the wall, ‘1-4’. 

Entering the classroom you see most of the seats are taken. The only ones left are behind a tall, skinny blond boy, and the one in front of him. ‘Guess it’s in front of him it is.’ you think while walking to the desk. As you walk you feel stares directed at you. Ignoring them the best you can you hang your head slightly and sit down. 

There’s a bit of a wait before the teacher enters and introduces themselves. They then explain that they want us to stand up, and state our names and one fact about ourselves. ‘Great, the one thing I hate, talking to a bunch of strangers.’ you complained to yourself. 

“Miss (L/N), you’re first.” Your teacher said while looking around the room for you to stand up. You slightly tense up before standing and facing the class.

“M-My name is (L/N) (Y/N) and I like volleyball.” As you said that you caught the attention of two boys in your class.

“Thank you, Ms. (L/N).” Your teacher says while you sit down while making sure to face the class so you can focus on their introductions.

“Mr. Yamaguchi, you’re next.” 

“I-I’m Yamaguchi Tadashi and I also like volleyball.” He says while glancing at you. You see him and give him a small bashful smile. Quickly turning away so you don’t see his red face he sits down.

“Thank you. Mr. Tsukishima, you’re next.”

After his name is called the boy behind you starts to stand up. You could’ve sworn he was moving in slow motion because of how tall he is. Looking up at him with wide eyes you listen to his introduction.

“Tsukishima Kei and I like listening to music.” He says dryly before noticing the look on your face. You guys lock eyes and you quickly look away realizing you’ve been caught. Sitting down Tsukishima thinks to himself, ‘She’s going to be fun to tease.’ he smirks at your red ears. Not paying attention to the other introductions, you focused on trying to calm yourself down. Before you knew it you were dismissed. You quickly got up, grabbed your things and rushed out of the room to avoid the blonde boy that sits behind you.

-Meanwhile-

A beautiful girl with silky black hair and glasses walks up to three boys with papers in her hands.

“Here.” She hands the papers to the brunette. “These are the applications we’ve received this year.” 

“Only these? There used to be more in the past.” The brunette says with a worried expression on his face.

“It’s ok Daichi, we’ll get more later on.” A gray-haired boy says.

“Hi, Kiyoko-san! You look beautiful as always!” A boy with a buzz cut exclaims happily.

“...”

“I love it when she ignores me!!” The buzz-cut boy says happier than before.

“Is this who I think it is!!” Daichi exclaims while looking through the papers.

“And this one? What are they doing here??” He questions.

-Back to You-

As you're walking to the gym you hear the sound of a volleyball being served inside. You peek into the gym and see a tall boy with black hair getting ready to serve. ‘Bet he’ll do a jump serve’ you think to yourself. Just as you predicted he did a jump serve. Stunned by the great technique you didn’t notice that the boy saw you and is now staring at you. Finally snapping out of your daze you look to see the boy staring at you. 

“U-Um Hi.” You begin as you go into the gym with a shy smile on your face. You didn’t get a response from the boy so you decided to continue, but unknown to you the boy was screaming in his head, ‘Oh. My. God. Is that who I think it is? She’s prettier in person!’

“You have a good jump serve…” You say, avoiding eye contact.

“O-Oh! T-Thank Y-You!” The boy said while stuttering. You giggle at how cute he was stuttering. Said boy froze hearing you, ‘So cute…’ he thought before he got interrupted by a boy with bright orange hair who ran into the gym only for him to stop abruptly and stare at the other boy.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” The orange-haired boy yelled while pointing at the black-haired boy.

~To Be Continued~

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