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Hellooo it's ECRJAU anon 👀 I just wanted to share that I get to see CRJ at pride this summer and I am so freaking excited 🙌

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#wow pride is right around the corner huh?? #i have totally lost all track of time! #what an incredible way to celebrate though!!! #please don’t mind me living vicariously through you lmao #hey nonny nonny #have a good weekend and live your best life at pride babe!!!

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How to Date Fuck a Dragon- Ganyu x fem!dragon!Reader

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Recovery date: January 13th, 2024

Description: Ganyu comes across a book that's completely fictitious... right?

Includes- plot, mentions of heat, half-dragon form, ripping of clothes, mention of breeding

Notes: This one has not been beta read, so i can only hope it's good.

Word count: 2 938

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Ganyu always found herself with little free time, not that she minded it all too much. She had a duty, a contract to fulfill, and she took pride in that. Her whole life had been spent in servitude to the Lord of Geo and the people of Liyue, so much so that she wasn’t sure what she'd do if she were to retire. But none of that meant she didn't need pass times, mostly ones she'd picked up at the insistence of her coworkers. So, already well versed in the art of storytelling, she’d decided to pick up reading.

It was portable, and she could easily leave it for days or even weeks when she got busy.

Recently she’d begun reading light novels shipped in from Inazuma's Yae publishing house, and the other day she acquired her latest book: How to date a dragon. Jifang had set it aside for her, saying that it was such a funny coincidence that she couldn't help herself.

And now she was here, staring pensively at the book with her chin resting on her laced hands. The front door opened, and she barely registered her girlfriend's announcement of her return. She was only pulled out of her thoughts by movement in the corner of her eye as Y/n entered the kitchen, and a soft call of her name.

“Do dragons really have forked tongues?”

Ganyu looked up at Y/n to find her eyes slightly wide, and her cheeks faintly flushed. As her words finally registered in her own head, Ganyu turned bright red and slapped her palms against her face in an attempt to hide herself.

“You’ve seen my tongue before,” Y/n laughed. There was a muffled response from Ganyu. “Pardon?”

“I said I haven't… not your real tongue…”

Y/n took a seat across from Ganyu and pulled the book towards herself, prying it open to the bookmarked page. Ganyu had split her fingers apart and was watching her read over the page, trying to gauge her reaction.

“Well, I don't have two…” Y/n looked back down at the page, “two monstrous, ribbed cocks,” she chuckled as Ganyu let out an embarrassed whine, “but yes, my real tongue is forked.”

Y/n braced one elbow on the edge of the table and rested her chin in her palm, watching adoringly as Ganyu slowly removed her hands from her face and laced them in front of her on the table. Absent-mindedly, Y/n flicked the corner of the page in her hand letting the flipping noise fill the quiet room to give Ganyu time to think of her next words.

“Why do you hide it?”

“Because it's not just the tongue, and while I’m not ashamed of my half-form, I understand it can be… intimidating, to say the least. You must remember that part of what made Morax such a commanding figure was his looks. Unfortunately that presence doesn't suit my needs.”

The qilin awkwardly shifted in her seat and looked away. So, on a whim, Y/n went back to the start of the book and began skimming through it.

“Courting… Possessiveness… Dates… Wow this thing is thorough,” Y/n mumbled.

“You really don’t need to look through it!”

Ganyu reached forward, feet barely scraping the floor as she leaned across the table to try and grab the book Y/n had moved above herself.

“Huh,” Y/n huffed suddenly. “Well I can do that.”

She turned the book around to Ganyu, and pointed at an illustration on one of the pages. It was a male dragon and a female human having sex, under the section titled mating, which was the exact section that had sent Ganyu on this little journey. The two page spread had different position illustrations on one side, and a diagram of dragon anatomy on the other.

Y/n would have been left shocked at the pornographic content if she didn’t know exactly who was behind it. She, unfortunately, would owe Yae Miko after this but at least the fox was finally making good on her IOU from centuries ago.

“Which one,” Ganyu whispered, now bracing both hands on the table as she was still leaning across it.

Closing the book, Y/n leaned forwards and rested her chin on the backs of her laced hands so that she and Ganyu could feel each other's breaths on their faces. Ganyu was breathing much more heavily, flushed red and eyes wide as she waited patiently for the answer.

There was a long moment of silence, and Ganyu began to worry she was going to be left without an answer.

“Would you like to find out?”

A glowing sheet passed over Y/n’s pupils, leaving them with a misty glow that Ganyu only ever saw when her heat came around. She was left so distracted, that the soft touch against her leg made her yelp and slam her knee into the table, knocking her off balance and making her fall back onto her feet. From this wider point of view, she noticed the scales that had appeared all over Y/n’s hands and stopped halfway up her biceps with her nails taking on a sharper, claw-like appearance. There was a faint glow around the edge of each scale that heavily contrasted against her skin.

Clearly finding amusement in her girlfriend's hypnotized state, Y/n brought her tail up behind her and let it rest on the table as she leaned one arm against the back of the chair and crossed one leg over the other. A dangerous smile revealed her sharp teeth, the one constant reminder of her dragon form even when she paraded around as a human.

The display left Ganyu-

“Are you sure you haven’t cum already?” Y/n asked. “Maybe you should take your tights off, it smells uncomfortable.”

“But-”

“I know what I said.”

Ganyu shifted her weight side to side and looked wearily at the door, then the windows with the curtains drawn, then back to Y/n.

With a sigh, Y/n pushed her chair back from the table– the scratching noise made Ganyu jump– and made her way to Ganyu where she promptly grabbed her by the waist and hauled her over her shoulder. Ganyu yelped, gripping the back of Y/n’s shirt in an attempt to find balance as her legs instinctively flailed about.

Y/n used one hand to still her calves, while the other looped around her waist.

“Fine, we can go to the bedroom, but it’s not like we haven’t had sex in less private places.” She paused, then turned her head and pressed her nose against Ganyu’s thigh. “At this rate you’re going to cum before I even touch you,” Y/n laughed, making Ganyu whimper in embarrassment as she tried to rub her thighs together.

“You’re so mean.”

Y/n’s tail raised up and gently tapped Ganyu’s nose, the furry tip making her face scrunch up. She dropped Ganyu onto the bed, a wide grin spreading across her face as the sudden pressure made her groan.

Y/n let out a dreamy sigh as she knelt at the foot of the bed, then grabbed Ganyu’s ankles and pulled her to the edge. Y/n pressed her nose into the crotch of her bodysuit, inhaling deeply and letting a low growl rumble through her chest. Ganyu began to grind her hips against her face, whimpering as the knot in her gut quickly tightened.

“Hey,” Y/n snapped, gripping her hips and forcing them to still. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I-”

When Ganyu paused to try and collect her thoughts, and actually get the words out, Y/n ripped a claw across the crotch of her body suit. The qilin gasped, and whined when she couldn’t grind against anything to relieve the painful arousal. 

Before she could complain about the ripped body suit, Y/n shoved her face back against her cunt– her warm breath and the pressure making Ganyu moan and throw her head back as she gripped at her girlfriends head– and caught her fangs in the thin fabric of Ganyu’s tights. The sound of tearing tights seemed to echo in the room, and whether it was the show of power or the uninhibited stimulation, Ganyu pushed Y/n closer as she came with stuttering hips and incoherent cries.

With lidded eyes and the lower half of her face soaked in cum, Y/n looked up at Ganyu and licked her lips. Her tongue, now twice the length it normally was with a forked tip, grazed Ganyu’s thigh as it swept along her cheeks. Ganyu stared back at her, face aflame and glassy eyed.

“I didn’t even have to touch you-”

Ganyu slid her hands around to cup Y/n’s jaw and hold her gaze.

“Please! Please touch me!”

“Aw, want me to fuck you with the strap? Pound you so hard your tits bounce? Hold you down with my tail so you just have to take it?”

“Want you to breed me!”

The two froze, Y/n’s claws digging in slightly to Ganyu’s hips as her grip on Y/n’s chin slacked.

“My, my, so forward today. Did that book tell you what happens when a dragon tries to breed?”

Y/n lowered herself back to Ganyu’s cunt and gave a long, slow lick, allowing her clit to slip between her forked tongue.

Ganyu let herself fall back onto the bed, still gripping the back of Y/n’s neck, and throwing her legs over her shoulders. Which she would quickly come to regret when Y/n locked her ankles together with her tail and pressed her hips into the mattress as she slipped her tongue as far as she could into Ganyu. The qilin’s hips bucked and she moaned, trying to grind her hips further on her tongue.

Her tongue was just barely enough pleasure as it skated along her walls, jabbing her g-spot only to dig her claws in further, but it wasn’t thick enough. Ganyu was left on the edge of pleasure as Y/n slipped a hand between her own thighs and rubbed at her clit. Y/n’s heavy breathing and moans only pushed Ganyu closer to the edge.

“I’m so close, please, please let me cum!” Ganyu cried, struggling against Y/n’s hold.

Y/n removed her tongue and leaned her head against one of Ganyu’s thighs.

“I would,” she placed a gentle kiss to Ganyu’s thigh, “but you gotta stretch yourself out for me, and we both know that if I let you cum now you’ll be too sensitive to do it yourself.”

Unwrapping her tail, Y/n gently set Ganyu’s legs down and got up– her legs were uneasy from being folded beneath herself for so long, making her wobbly– to go find the strap on. As she went, she kicked off her clothes.

She looked back over her shoulder to find Ganyu still hanging half off the bed, the crotch of her clothes torn in two and breathing heavily. After a moment, she slowly began to undress herself and leaned back against the headboard. Her soft moans and whimpers filled the room as she sunk two fingers into herself, carefully stretching them apart.

With her eyes closed, she missed Y/n open another drawer to retrieve a new dildo.

After a few moments, the bed dipped and Ganyu lazily opened her eyes as exhaustion slowly started to eat at her. They quickly blew wide, however, as she found a much larger dildo on the strap then she was used to. Y/n laughed, pulling her down the bed so that she was laying flat.

“I figured you’d ask about dragons eventually,” Y/n hummed, grabbing the two pillows from the head of the bed and putting them under Ganyu’s hips.

Y/n’s tail slipped around Ganyu’s waist as she lined up with her cunt.

“That’s- it’s huge…”

“And that’s why there’s only one,” Y/n bent down so that her lips brushed against Ganyu’s ear, “this time.”

Y/n’s tail tightened around Ganyu’s waist as she slowly sunk into her, while Ganyu clawed helplessly at the skin just above her scaly biceps. Her legs wrapped tightly around Y/n’s waist as she tried to pull her in further, ignoring the painful stretch.

“So good,” Y/n cooed. “So pretty like this, all dazed and cock hungry. I knew you could take it.”

Ganyu whimpered, scratching up Y/n’s back as she reached for her face. She pulled her into a searing kiss, tongues tangled together as Y/n continued to slowly sink into her.

“So full.”

“I know,” Y/n whispered, sitting up to rub soothingly at Ganyu’s hips.

Slowly, Y/n pulled out halfway and rocked back into her, earning a loud moan from the qilin below her. Then she pulled out a little further and rocked back in just a little faster, earning herself an even louder maon. Ganyu babbled on through slurred speech about how full she felt as she clawed at Y/n’s back.

Y/n’s thrusts quickly devolved into hard, frantic thrusts as she chased after Ganyu’s broken cries. She was sobbing at this point, gasping as each thrust knocked the air from her lungs, unable to move as Y/n’s claws dug into her hips and her tail hugged her waist.

Another orgasm quickly hit Ganyu, making her squirt all over the strap.

“Ah! St-Stop, sensitive!”

“I thought you wanted me to breed you,” Y/n snickered. “Which means we don’t stop until I say so.”

“But- ah!”

Y/n slipped a hand between them as she straightened up to watch the strap disappear into Ganyu, over and over again, and began to rub slow circles against her clit.

It didn’t take long for Ganyu to cum again as Y/n kept hitting her g-spot, not to mention how sensitive she still was from her last orgasm.

This time, however, when she came, Y/n slowed down and carefully pulled out. She pressed a kiss to Ganyu’s tear stained cheek before gently rolling her over. Ganyu tried to push herself up onto her forearms, but they gave out from exhaustion the second she put any weight on them. Y/n helped her kneel on either side of the pillow and used her tail to help keep her hips up before slowly sinking back into her.

Ganyu shoved her face into the sheets, gripping the sheets so hard her knuckles turned white while every thrust forced her further and further into the mattress. She was on the verge of cumming again, when a sharp yank of her hair pulled her off the mattress and another arm wrapped around her chest. 

The sudden pain and fondling of her breast made her cum again, but this time there was no gushing. Her body shuddered as she tried to push away from Y/n who simply buried her face in her neck and let her fangs gently scratch the skin.

“One more, pretty girl. Come on, you can take it. You wanted to be bred, didn’t you?”

Whatever Ganyu’s response was was completely incoherent as Y/n lowered her back to the bed, still gripping her hair, and began fucking into her again. This really would have to be the last one, because the friction of the strap against her clit had made Y/n cum twice and she wasn’t sure she’d be able to take care of Ganyu after too many more

So as she felt Ganyu’s muscles tightened once more and she began crying about how it really was too much, Y/n pulled her hair to the side and bit down on the mark at the nape of her neck. That was enough for the both of them as Y/n’s hips stuttered and Ganyu’s grip on the sheets slacked. Y/n stilled completely, licking gently at the skin she’d just bitten, and gently untangled the hand in her hair. She placed gentle kisses along Ganyu’s spine as she murmured words of praise.

“You did so good. Love you so much.”

It was only then, as her head was right next to Ganyu’s, that she registered the soft snores and chuckled.

“You’re damn lucky I can’t actually breed you.”

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Ganyu awoke the next morning to the smell of tea, soft sleepwear, and her entire body aching. Her arms shook as she tried to push herself off her stomach to roll over, but she managed to roll over onto her back and found Y/n flipping through the stupid book that had landed her in this position.

“Sleep well?” Y/n hummed, not looking away from the book.

“Everything hurts,” she sighed with a hoarse voice, slowly pulling herself up to a sitting position against the head of the bed.

With shaky arms she took a sip of tea, and then let her head drop against Y/n’s shoulder. Y/n wrapped one arm around her and rubbed her shoulder soothingly.

“So, would you say the book is accurate?”

Ganyu’s face turned red as she mumbled, “Impressively so.”

“It’s not that impressive,” Y/n shrugged, “Yae’s seen my dragon form before, couldn’t have been too hard to draw these conclusions from that and certain conversations.”

“Wait, you know the author?”

“Sort of, we were friends centuries ago. Why?” She looked back at the book, then flipped all the way to the first page, and laughed. “Damn, she really came through on that IOU.”

To my dear friend, and her shy girlfriend: I hope this book serves you well.

#locked entries #genshin impact #genshin impact ganyu #ganyu #ganyu x reader #x reader #female reader #ganyu smut #genshin impact smut #smutshot #smut

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Kinktober Day 11 (Humiliation)

Kevin Moskowitz (The Deep) x Reader (NSFW)

(1,127 Words)

Summary: the one where you peg him

Warnings/Tags: 18+, gender neutral reader, strap-on, oral (on the strap), humiliation (duh), degradation, dom/sub, dom!reader, hair pulling, premature orgasm, pegging

Notes: I love bullying him LMAO this can be read as a sequel to this or a standalone, anyway enjoy the fic!!!

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“God, you’re so fucking pathetic.” You grit out. Your words are cruel and disgusted, but your mind certainly feels the opposite way. In front of you is a beautiful sight: The Deep- Kevin, on his knees taking your strap in his mouth. He sucks on the artificial cock throughly, gingerly sucking just past the tip. “Make sure you suck it real good,” you grip his hair firmly, “get it all nice and wet, since you’re the one who’s going to be taking it up the ass.”

You can hear his pitiful whimpering around the silicone cock. His oceanic eyes slam shut as he swallows the strap further down his throat. He’s slow with it, but that’s to be expected. As he gets further down the base, you can hear him gag around you. Barking out a spiteful laugh, your hands continue to grip at his chestnut hair.

“Good job, Kevin!” You praise, voice laced with a mocking cruelty. “Make sure you really get every, single…” you thrust into his mouth, causing a mixture of a moan and a gag to erupt from his throat. “…Inch.” You chuckle as The Deep writhes below you. Saliva trickles down the corner of his mouth.

Looking down, you spy his massive cock, erect and practically aching through the spandex of his supe costume. It was utterly gratifying to Kevin in a position as compromising as this. In the public eye, he could talk the talk, but behind clothes doors? He was nothing but talk, and in your mind, someone who talks should probably be putting their mouth to other uses; especially when the mouth they have spouts arrogant and douchey remarks.

“Please,” Kevin asks imploringly, “can we just, um, rip off the band aid?” You roll your eyes, deciding to play dumb.

“What do you mean, Kevin?” You ask, playfully. “There is no band aid.”

“Oh come on!” He runs a shaky hand through his hair. “You know what I mean.” It was almost embarrassing to see how badly The Deep wanted you to fuck him. Unfortunately for him, you didn’t want to give him that satisfaction so easily.

“I know, but I want you to say it.”

“God,” he sighs, “this is so-”

“Humiliating? Yeah that’s kinda the point, you fucking idiot.” You grin, sadism dripping from your voice.

Kevin lets out a defeated sigh. His eyes refuse to meet yours as he mumbles his wish.

“Can you, p-please…”

“What was that, Kevin?” You reply, thoroughly enjoying his torment. “I don’t think I caught that.”

The Deep says nothing in reply.

“Aw Kevin, that really is a shame,” you pout mockingly. “I thought you would be more confident in your sexuality, you know, since you didn’t have a problem with humiliating those women.” You jab venomously. “But really?” You make your way around him, bringing a hand to pat on his shoulder, where The Deep tenses almost immediately. “Is it because you have no control?”

“Okay, now wait a-”

“It’s because of those, huh?” Your head is in the crook of his neck, staring at his gills. “Are you really that insecure of them, that you feel the need to have so much control?” You turn your head to Kevin’s, staring intensely, waiting for a reply.

Kevin stammers, completely taken aback. A bewildered expression is splashed across his face when he realizes that you’re right. Swallowing his pride, the sweet words you’ve been waiting to hear finally make their way out of his lips with a grunt of desperation.

“Please just fuck me already.”

You clap your hands together, with a wicked chuckle. The Deep stands there, stupidly and full of anticipation.

“Oh wow,” you push him forward onto the bed. He flips himself around, leaning on his arms to face you, reverently. “If only I knew that’s all it took.” Your eyes glaze up and down Kevin’s chiseled body, practically eye-fucking his gills. Clearing your throat, you lift the strap for emphasis. “Ass up, Kevin.”

He obeys quickly. Pulling down the bottom half of his spandex and tossing it to the side, Kevin is nude, bending over to give you access to his ass. Giving it a quick slap, he flinches. You snicker before easing the strap inside of him. He lets out a guttural exhale as you begin thrusting into him at a steady pace.

As he gets used to the feeling of being fucked in the ass, you decided to test ho much more he can take. Raising an arm to steady yourself on him, Kevin arches his back so he can feel the strap with every thrust.

“God, look at you,” you chuckle barbarously. Shameless moans erupt from Kevin’s throat. “Taking me like the bitch that you are.”

“I-I, please…” is all that he manages to stammer out in his amorous state.

“C’mon, you can get the words out,” you drawl, voice tarnished with cruelty, as you push into him harder, making it more difficult for him to get the words out.

“Please… I want, I-”

“You can do it, Kevin,” you taunt in his ear. “Tell me what you want or you’re only gonna make it worse for yourself.”

“I w-want to come, so f-fucking bad,” he groans wantonly.

“You do?” You ask playfully. You bring your mouth to his neck, biting gently. He whimpers in reply. “You can come when I tell you to.”

“F-fuck, you,” he mutters.

“What was that?” You ask, voice dripping poisonously.

“Nothing, I-”

“No, no I heard you,” your hand snakes it’s way through The Deep’s hair, and like a serpent, you strike, grabbing a fistful of it to pull him back. “No way you’re that fucking stupid, talking back to me. I think this behavior is deserving of a punishment, don’t you agree?”

“Yes,” Not wanting to make it worse by defying you, Kevin whimpers pathetically. You can’t tell if it was out of fear or pleasure, but you continue with your threat.

“I swear to you,” you continue thrusting roughly, “I’m going to make your life a living hell, fucking you so stupid, so rough, you won’t even be able to-”

You soon get your answer to Kevin’s response as he finishes all over the bed, coming in thick white ropes. You pull out and pull back, shocked. He turns around in shame, eyes doe-like. Your anger soon dissipates into a sadistic chuckle and evolves into uproarious laughter.

“Holy shit, looks like you couldn’t hold it all together, huh?” you giggle venomously, putting your hands on your hips. “Oh well, looks like we’re gonna have to train up this little pain slut before any real damage can be done, right?” Kevin says nothing, breathing heavily. He’s embarrassed, utterly exhausted. He sighs, ready to face the music.

“Right.”

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #the deep x reader #kevin moskowitz x reader #the deep smut #the deep imagine #the deep x you #the boys smut #the boys imagine #the boys x reader #mia writes the boys!!!

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half baked stories: sore loser

pairing: jaehyun x reader

genre: smut

length: 1.3k

warnings: competition, hot and heavy public makeout

“Oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me” you can’t help but let out as the puck slides into your goal. The man across from you is clearly amused at your slip of tongue as he lets out a bellowing laugh and gives you a prideful look. You’d love nothing more than to wipe that dumbass smirk off his face.

So you say nothing, huff quietly to yourself, and reach below you and slam the puck down on the table. In an attempt to catch him off guard, you shoot directly to his goal slot without warning. But of course, for being the retired high school athlete he is, he beats you to it and swiftly moves his red mallet in front of it, causing the puck to ping back and hit the side of the table. Without even one thought of yours, the puck slides into the corner of your goal slot.

“Oh!” He exclaims loudly. Probably far too loudly for your taste, his fists in the air and a smile on his face are just extra salt in the wound.

“Wow, this is really embarrassing for you huh?” and that just makes your blood boil, his words almost making you forget that this is a first date and you’re trying to charm him, not kill him. So you flip your hair behind your shoulder, give him a small smile and lean down to collect the puck slowly. He cocks his stupid eyebrow at you again as you make intense eye contact.

“You ready?” You say, holding the puck between your pointer and middle finger up in the air.

“Oh, baby, I think the question is are you ready-hey!” your second attempt to catch him off guard works this time, using his ego to your advantage to ping a swift goal.

Now it’s your time to laugh as he stares at you with a betrayed look on his face.

“Wow, Y/N. That was cruel.” He says and places the puck back on the table.

“I don’t play nice, baby.” You say, mocking him from before. He lets out an unbelieving huff of a laugh and zeros his eyes in on the puck as he pings it in your direction. It’s the match point, and you and Jaehyun are neck and neck.

Your face pulls into a frown as your eyes track the puck flying towards the corner of your goal slot, moving your mallet directly in it’s path, pinging it to the corner of Jaehyun’s side. With quick reflexes, Jaehyun pings it back over to you with poor aim as it hits the corner of your goal slot again, right where your mallet had been sitting before.

“Oh come on.” He lets out as he just barely makes it to cover his goal slot with his mallet. You let out a laugh, cut short by your need for attention on not letting the puck slip past you. Your non-dominant hand grips the edge of the table as you lean forward to focus.

You’re sure your reflexes couldn’t have been faster, and yet they betrayed you as the puck flies into your goal slot. The table lights up blue, his color as he lifts his hands up above his head to celebrate, yelling out a celebratory yelp. He draws the attention of all of the other patrons in the bar to the dusty old air hockey table in the back corner.

You can’t help but huff, flipping your hair and turning your back to him celebrating, folding your arms over your chest.

“Oh, seriously? Gonna be a sore loser?” You can hear him giggle to himself from behind you. You look over your shoulder and give him the meanest scowl you could muster and stick up your nose, hair flipping as you turn back around.

It’s not soon before he’s standing in front of you, hand holding your bicep to break your folded arms.

“I’m sorry I’m just the best okay?” He says, dimples on full display and a playful look in his eyes. You roll your own before saying, a soft whine to your voice, “It was just luck.”

“Is that so? I have 2 more quarters if you want to try me again.” He says, tilting his head again and digging into his pocket for the loose change, showing you his open palm. You take the opportunity and grab the quarters from him, holding them behind your back. He has the audacity to look offended and ask for them back. With a satisfied smile, you shake your head no and sway on the balls of your toes, getting in his face and laughing at his pout.

He gives up the face quickly, of course he does, and throws on the charm that made you say yes to this date in the first place.

“So,” he says, charm dripping from his voice as he steps closer to you. “Now that you got your reward,” that comment makes you snort, “What do I get for winning?” He says, looking down at you with his head tilted. His palm sneaks to your waist, gripping your exposed midriff sneakily as he steps closer. Some air gets caught in your throat as your heartbeat rises, nearly forgetting the sting of your loss to him and the pride from stealing his quarters. He’s so close you feel like he can probably hear your heart beat out of your chest. You can’t let him know that, no. Not now that you’re playing a new game with him, one to see who will give in first.

So you scoff, “Nothing, why would I reward you when I’m the one who lost? Isn’t the stupid ego boost you got enough?” you hope he can’t hear the shake in your voice. God, he looks sexy this up close in the purple lighting.

He chuckles a humorless deep tone, pursing his lips and shaking his head no. If it weren’t for his other hand going to grab the other side of your waist, you think your knees would give out underneath you at the sight.

“Nah. I want something more.” He says, stepping closer, your chests now touching. He gives you a slight push now too, forcing your ass to rest up against the edge of the table.

“What did you have in mind?” You whisper, your own hand betraying your hard-to-get persona by reaching up to hold loosely to the back of his neck. You can feel his breath now on your face as he looks down at you with dark, playful eyes.

“Something like-“ he grunts as his hands find your hips, lift you up, and sit you down on the table properly, “this.” And he’s swooping into give you a breathtaking kiss.

You let out a surprised noise as your eyes flutter shut, knees spreading so he can step in between your legs to get close to you. His hands find the back of your head as he tilts your head to the side and deepens the kiss, pressing further into you. One arm snakes around your waist to pull you flush up against him as your arms wrap around his neck, holding him tight to you.

He moans as you lick into his mouth and grab the side of his face, squeezing your waist and sucking on your bottom lip when you retreat your tongue. One of his hand finds the side of your thigh, wrapping around it, fingers sneakily moving towards your ass as you continue to kiss.

He’s by far the best kisser you’ve ever had, there’s just something about how needy he is and how rough his hands are contrasted with how soft his hair is between your fingers. You feel dizzy by the time he takes his hands on your hips again and pulls them to the edge of the table, gently pushing his hips to meet with yours. You arch your back and moan into his open mouth, gripping on his hair. He smiles and moves back to rut his hips against yours again, this time with more confidence.

This may be the greatest moment of your week, your month, possibly your life you think. You never want this moment to end, you could happily die here with Jaehyun’s hands now properly feeling up your ass and his lips against yours. The world as gone silent around you as he moves his tongue against yours.

That is, until you hear a loud “Hey! No fucking on my air hockey table!” And Jaehyun snaps out of it, stepping back but leaving his hands on your legs, looking down and blushing. You nearly get whiplash from the contrast. It’s quite cute, you think.

Jaehyun comes back to reality to look over to the clearly disturbed bartender and gives him a bashful nod, helping you down from the table.

You let out a breath of air you didn’t know you were holding. That is, until Jaehyun leans down to whisper in your ear the second the bartender leaves you two alone again.

“Let’s get out of here.” He whispers, hand sneaking down to give a playful pat on your ass.

And as Jaehyun grabs your hand and leads you out, you think for the first time in your life, that you’re happy you lost.

#ficscafe #autumn writes jaehyun #half baked drabble series #nct imagine #nct fics #nct drabbles #nct fluff #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun #jaehyun smut #jaehyun drabble #jaehyun fluff #nct #kpop #jeong jaehyun #jeong jaehyun fluff #jeong jaehyun drabble #jeong jaehyun smut

[sydsaint]

Was this entirely self-indulgent? Yes. Do I care? No. That's my silly little guy. Enjoy 💚

Summary: The reader gets a chance at seeing Cameron again after almost a year. And she isn't about to let this opportunity slip through her fingers like it did before.

You arrive at the arena an hour before NXT is set to start taping as usual. A few fans are hanging outside the arena hoping for photos and autographs as usual, so you indulge them and give a few out.

After taking a few pictures and signing a few signs and shirts, you head inside the building with your women's title belt proudly slung over your shoulder.

"Afternoon, Y/N. You look lovely today, my dear." Ilja greets you backstage once you've made it past security.

"Thank you, Ilja." You flash a friendly smile at him. "You're looking sharp as always, champ." You pay the compliment back. "Did you notice all of the fans lined up outside today?" You ask him. "It seems like there are more than usual this week."

Ilja nods in agreement. "I suppose that they are hoping to catch Mr. Gargano upon his arrival. Or one of the others." He shrugs.

"Mr. Gargano?" You repeat the champ. "What is Johnny Gargano doing back here on NXT?" You ask.

"Did you not hear? Y/N?" Ilja replies. "The main event tonight? It's a fatal 4-way with some of NXT's best former North American champions." He explains.

"Oh." You nod. "No, I wasn't aware." You shake your head. "Who are the other three competitors? Do you know?" You ask him.

Ilja nods and takes notice of the slight pitch in your voice at the question. "Yes. Mr. Gargano is supposed to be joined by the likes of, Bronson Reed, Cameron Grimes, and our own Wes Lee." He informs you, watching as you twitch ever so slightly at the mention of Cameron Grimes.

"Well then." Your face remains nonchalant. "That ought to be quite the match. I'll have to tune in and watch it. And how are things with you, Ilja? Baron Corbin isn't causing you too much grief I hope?" You change the subject for the moment.

"He's a thorn in my side, yes." Ilja chuckles. "But it's no worry. Baron Corbin will get what's coming to him soon enough. How are you, my dear?" He asks you right back. "I heard a rumor that Lyra Valkyria has been eyeing your title for some time now."

You laugh and nod, patting your hard-earned gold with pride. "She can eye it all she wants, Ilja. But this title isn't going anywhere anytime soon." You assure him with a smile.

"Of course not." Ilja smiles at you. "Well then, I do believe that I am about to be late for a photoshoot. Have a wonderful night, Y/N."

"You too, Ilja." You nod and watch the champ walk off.

With Ilja gone you allow yourself to finally don the eager smile that you've been trying to hide. Wasting no time, you head for the locker room area in search of your lost best friend/love, Cameron Grimes.

"Now if I were him, where would I be?" You ask yourself aloud as you weave through the backstage area.

Too focused on trying to remember what locker room Grimes used to prefer way back when you don't notice someone coming around the corner. The mystery person rounds the corner at the same time you do and the two of you collide.

"Oh! I'm sorry." You mutter a quick apology and look down at your blouse to fix it back into place.

"Awe, that's alright, darlin'." A male voice with a slight accent replies. "Wait a minute. Y/N?"

You look up from fixing your blouse and find your target man grinning ear to ear at you. "Cameron!" You are quick to match his smile.

Grimes opens his arms for a hug and you waste no time in attaching yourself to him in a much-needed hug.

"Wow, funny running into you like this, huh, Y/N?" Cameron laughs once he's let you go. "I was just on my way to come find you." He explains.

"Haha." You laugh with him. "Funny, I was just doing the same thing after Ilja told me you'd be here."

You and Cameron both laugh for a moment with one another, and it's almost like it hasn't been nearly a year since you've seen him.

"Well, look at you, Y/N." Cameron eyes the title secured around your waist. "You must be what? A three-time champion now?" He asks you.

"Mhm." You nod with a proud smile. "What about you? Mister bigshot Smackdown guy?" You tease him.

Cameron hangs his head in embarrassment. "Awe, come on, Y/N." He chuckles. "Man, it is so good to see you again." He sighs contently. "It's been too long."

"Yes, it has." You nod in agreement. "I miss seeing that larger-than-life smile around all the time." You tease him.

"Oh, it's only this big when you're around darlin'." Cameron insists.

You giggle again and head backstage with Cameron while the two of you catch up some more.

Eventually, NXT starts its taping so you part ways with Grimes for the time being. But you both promise to link up again after the taping.

You remain backstage to do a quick interview for the show and run into Ilja again who's got Johnny Gargano with him.

"Hey, Y/N! It's good to see you." Gargano greets you. "Ilja was just catching me up on some stuff. Congratulations on your third championship reign by the way." He adds.

"Thanks, Johnny." You grin and give him a small hug. "I ran into Cameron earlier, good luck on your match with him tonight."

"Yeah?" Johnny replies. "I'm sure that Grimes was ecstatic to see you." He chuckles. "You were basically all he could talk about on the way over here." He explains.

Your eyebrows raise in surprise at Johnny's little joking tidbit. "I was?" You ask him.

"Oh yeah." Gargano nods. "You know I'm surprised that the two of you never went out back when we were all here on NXT." He adds. "I mean, the two of you were so close. Always hanging around with each other and stuff."

"Yeah..." You trail off a bit.

Johnny heads off for his match leaving you with Ilja again. Ilja walks over to your side and decides to watch the match with you.

The whole match your eyes are fixed on Cameron. You'd forgotten just how much you enjoyed watching him in the ring. Hell, you'd forgotten how much you love being near him in general.

"Y/N, dearest." Ilja sets a hand on your arm to get your attention near the end of the match.

"Hmm? Yeah, Ilja?" You turn to him.

Ilja turns back to the TV monitor and nods to it when Cameron comes on screen for a moment. "You've got that glint in your eyes, Y/N." He informs you.

"Glint?" You reply. "What glint?" You ask him.

"Love, my dear. It's love." Ilja smiles at you. "You should say something before he's gone from your life again, Y/N." He informs you. "Pining isn't good for the heart, my dear. Or the soul."

You nod and look at the monitor just as the match ends. "I don't know, Ilja. How could it even work with us?" You shake your head.

"Does he make you feel happy?" Ilja replies. "Because I don't think I've seen you smile this much since I've met you." He reminds you.

"He does." You nod. "He always has."

Ilja nods and turns you toward where the curtain out to the ramp is. "Then go to him. Because if it's meant to be? Well, then everything will sort itself out." He assures you.

"You are the best friend a girl could ask for, Ilja." You crack a smile as Cameron comes through the curtain with Bronson and Johnny.

"I know." Ilja nods and gives you a small push toward the curtain.

Ilja watches you briskly walk across the room. Your brisk walk then turns into a full sprint towards Grimes once he's through the curtain.

"Cameron!" Your voice rings through the room.

"Y/N!" Cameron's stoic expression breaks into a smile when he sees you coming his way. "Oh! What are we hugging for?" He asks when you attack his sweaty body in a near-tackle. "Not that I don't love a good hug." He adds with a chuckle.

"I love you!" You blurt out for anyone and everyone in the room to hear before crashing your lips to Cameron's before he's got a chance to reply.

Johnny walks over to Ilja with a laugh. "Damn, Ilja. That must have been some pep talk you gave her." He jokes.

"It was, yes." Ilja agrees with a small laugh.

The pair watch you pull away from Cameron after the kiss, ready to accept whatever he's got to say. But instead of words, you're met by another kiss.

#wrestling #wwe fandom #wwe fanfiction #wwe fanfic #wrestling fanfiction #wrestling fanfic #nxt #cameron grimes #syd's wrestling fics

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Return of the King.

KAEDE...WAS-I-PERHAPS-A-LITTLE-TOO-HARSH-TOWARDS-KABUYA-SAMA-BACK-THERE?

Maybe a little bit...Why did you say that?

WELL...IN-ANY-ORDINARY-SITUATION, I-WOULD-HAVE-LIKED-TO-GIVE-HER-A-ROUSING-SPEECH-OR-COMFORT-TO-HELP-STIR-HER-ON.

BUT-KABUYA-SAMA-DOES-NOT-LIKE-ME. SO-MY-WORDS-WOULD-FALL-ON-DEAF-EARS.

So...you chose to insult her pride instead so that she’d be determined to prove you wrong?

SOMETHING-LIKE-THAT.

Huh...Interesting use of Reverse Psychology there-

...!

Wh-What?

*Kaede is suddenly halted in her tracks as Monodam sticks out the arm of his exisal...

WE-HAVE-A-PROBLEM...

...!?

...

*Kaede sees a threatening figure down the end of the hallway....

...

*Meanwhile, within the digital realm, Sora descends downwards into the cybernetic abyss below, until she eventually touches some semblance of ground.

Alright Sora...Woman up. Just find our guy, and we’ll be in and out...2 minute adventure. Hoo...

*Uncomfortable with her restraints removed, Sora keeps brushing her out-of-place hair, trying not to think about it as she looks around.

I swear to god Kaede...You owe me 2000 yen for this...Forcing myself to face my trauma while you go hang out with a fucking green teddy bear...!

Still...guess it helps that this place is relatively empty...

I know right? Gives you lots of time to think, don’t you agree?

Yeah...You’d think that’d make things a little...

...easier...!?

*Sora suddenly realizes that the voice she heard is an unfamiliar one, and wheels around looking for where it came from.

...

*A relatively big cubic structure juts out from the ground, and remembering it came from that way, she starts to head towards it.

Ok...Ok...Keep yourself in check Sora...Make a good impression...Don’t go crazy...

*With these words of self-assurance, she turns the corner and looks behind the block...seeing no one there.

Huh...?

Are you looking for me?

YYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGH!?

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK!!!??

*Caught unpleasantly off guard as her fellow AI walks around the block and ends up behind her, she screams in panic. The AI, also shocked, starts screaming as well.

DICKHEAD!! You scared the shit out of me!

What the-!? YOU scared ME!

Because YOU scared ME first!

Yeah well...I’m SUPPOSED to be here!

Well...ok, maybe that’s not TOTALLY true...But even so, I got here first! If anything, YOU’RE the suspicious one!

Then why did you just...show yourself instead of trying to hide?

Well, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to test the waters...Plus, we’re kind of in a digital realm with very little places to hide. I wouldn’t have been able to stay hidden if I tried.

Besides, from the way you were talking to yourself, sounds like you came down here looking for me?

Ok, Ok, I get it! Maybe this IS my fault...But just a word of warning, it might not be such a good idea to be pushy with me.

Why not? I mean, I obviously don’t want to upset you, but why now?

I had to remove my shackles in order to get down here...And I don’t exactly feel myself without them.

Oh...That’s...not great. But ok, I get it. I won’t push.

THANK YOU for UNDERSTANDING! Jeez.

It’s great to finally meet someone else who speaks my language. My human friend and...bear friend don’t quite get it.

“Bear friend?”

I’ll tell you later.

...

Wh-What? What’s wrong?

I...I’ve just been wondering...

*The AI stares at Sora’s face.

Are you...Akane Taira...!?

Huh!?

Oh, uh...No. No, I’m not.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I promise. I get that a lot though. My actual name is Sora. Sora Kabuya.

Hm...

Alright! 

(Hm...That was easy. I mean, it’s not like I lied to him, but even so, I’m surprised he knew the connection...)

And who might you be?

Me? Well, hehe...There’s only one person I really could be, don’t you think?

...Not really...You could be the AI spirit of Pope Benedict for all I know...

Wow, you’re sassy! But yeah, ok, sure, I get your point.

My name’s Yamato! Yamato Kisaragi!

Yamato Kisaragi...!?

So you HAVE heard of me?

Yeah, I have...You were supposed to be the Central Processing Algorithm for the Kisaragi Foundation servers before you were stolen from the databases...

Then Rei Mekaru tried to do the same with me, but gave me away instead.

You know Rei?

I...LITERALLY just told you she made me.

Oh, right, sorry, kinda got a few things backwards there...

But yeah, I did hear this whole thing about how I was stolen, and was only finished after I got stolen.

But there was always the hope of people coming to rescue me and Doctor Ando one day, which is why I’ve been hard at work making sure our base isn’t broken into!

...

You...what...?

Huh? What’s wrong?

You...What do you mean, “your base?”

I mean...this place...It’s our base, right?

Ando told me that no matter what, I need to keep the system and settings active, and stop anyone from infiltrating the lab using methods like hacking if we enter lockdown.

And lately, I feel like we’ve been dealing with a lot...Someone REALLY wants in here right now...

...!?

Wait...Don’t tell me YOU’RE an AI program they sent in here to take me out, are you!?

...Oh my fucking god...

Well!? Are you!?

NO! I’M NOT, YOU FUCKING HAFLWIT! I’m with Future Foundation! FUTURE FOUNDATION!!!

EEEP!?

...!?

Sorry! I’m sorry! God, it’s like having the fucking menopause right now, it SUCKS!

Sora...Are you alright? Did I...say something wrong?

No...No, not exactly...It’s just...

I’m gonna need you to listen to me. I need to tell you the truth.

WHAT!?

Yeah...Sorry you had to hear it like this.

But it’s likely that by the time Ando told you this, Organization Zetsubou had already brainwashed him.

So, this whole time, the people who you were keeping out? They were just trying to rescue you.

And now, Organization Zetsubou have trapped a very important person inside the lab, and we’ve been doing everything to try and get them out...

So those hacking attempts that I stopped...Were you trying to rescue your friend?

Basically. I got tunneled into the lab for communication and moral support for this person. 

...

*Yamato suddenly slams his fist on the block.

DAMMIT! How could I!?

So...you believe me...?

Yeah...Sad as it is to say, a lot of what you’ve said makes sense looking back.

It seemed suspicious at the time, but I figured since it was Doctor Ando who gave the order, it was trustworthy! I-I had no idea he was being mind-controlled!

I’ve been SUCH AN IDIOT!

Hey, hey, take it easy! Listen, no one’s going to blame you for this.

As far as I’m concerned, you’re just another person who Zetsubou tried to manipulate. That’s all they ever do. They gaslight and manipulate people into submission.

Still...Helping out Ultimate Despairs...I’m disgusted with myself!

I would be too, but again, it’s not your fault. You couldn’t have known.

To be honest, it’s partly my fault too. I didn’t even consider your circumstances.

But you know what? None of it matters anymore.

Why not?

Because YOU are going help me make it right.

*Sora takes Yamato’s hand.

Our friend, Kaede Akamatsu, is still trapped inside the lab. We think we can get the system open from the inside, but to do that...we’re gonna need YOUR help.

Well...I can’t do it from here. Even I can’t open the lockdown once it’s manually activated.

I figured...But we CAN get you to do it from a different place. We just need to get you out of this place, and that’s what I’m here for.

So, how about it? Feel like helping us out?

Hell yeah! No way am I staying here inadvertently helping criminals for no reason! I want out!

Glad to hear it...Especially because it means I don’t have to keep going without my hairtie for much longer.

Alright then buddy! Let’s get a move on!

Right!

#danganronpa survivor #danganronpa #danganronpa another 2 #sdra2 #danganronpa v3 #drv3 #sora #yamato kisaragi #kaede akamatsu #monodam #monophanie #rise and shine arc

[proudfreakmetarusonniku]

Ok the idea of “okay but what if the past c!crimeboys stream went horribly wrong?” wouldn’t leave my head and so I wrote it down.

TW: INCREDIBLY unreliable narrator, referenced burning alive, grieving, abuse, manipulation, kidnapping, obsession, possessive behaviour, threats of murder

The sound of sobbing filled the air, echoing against the walls and layering on top of each other like a symphony. The light from the lava illuminated the look of despair and terror on Tommy's face, and any hints that another had entered with him had long since burnt away but the faint smell of burnt flesh.

“Well, I think that went well!” Dream beamed, placing a hand onto Tommy's shaking shoulders and feeling a jolt in pride in how he flinched so heavily under his touch.

“Don’t- don't you fucking dare touch me!” Tommy's voice was wild, like a feral animal, and pleasantly frightened. He tried to scramble away into the corner, taking a sword out of his inventory and holding it forward in a clumsy stance, looking half ready to drop the sword right on his feet.

Dream casually knocked the sword out of Tommy's hands with his own axe. “You haven't fought in a while, huh?” he said, voice light. “Your stance is sloppy, your knees are all wrong, you're shaking like a leaf. What happened?” He laughed as the question hung in the air, the two of them knowing the answer yet one being so afraid to say it.

“Please- please, just light the portal…” Tommy mumbled instead, slumping back in defeat. “You've done enough, haven’t you? I- Wilbur, he's…” His words broke up into nothing, and he had to take a deep breath, his face twisted in disgust at the very idea of being forced to bargain with Dream. “I'm- you've had your fun, haven’t you? Congrats, you let my brother die again. You've got my discs. You've won, haven’t you? You don’t need me anymore.”

Tommy's desperate pleas trailed off, and both of them knew they’d go unanswered.

“No one knows you’re here, do they?” Dream took Tommy's silence and distinct refusal to look at him as an answer, and couldn’t help but laugh. “Wow, I'll have to revive Wilbur to thank him some time. He practically gift wrapped you and handed you to me. I wonder if he knew that, coming in?”

“No- shut the fuck up, okay, Wilbur would never! He’s not like you.”

“And what’s that meant to mean?” Dream savoured in how he could make Tommy flinch just by raising his voice, but let it soften again. Tommy was fragile right now, and he’d learnt the hard way against pushing too far in those states. “Look, Tommy, you gotta face the facts. This is your home now, okay? It'll be a lot easier if you just accept that.”

“I don’t want it to be easier, I just want to go home,” Tommy whined. “I didn’t want to come here. Wilbur said- Wilbur said he'd let me leave, and he didn’t, and now-“

“And now you're back in your real home, with your real family.” Dream rolled his eyes behind his mask. Tommy was always entertaining, but sometimes his tenuous grasp on reality could be so difficult to deal with. Of course, it wasn’t Tommy's fault, Dream knew that, but it still was one of the few parts of Tommy he'd actually call annoying. “Now, c'mon, we can’t sit around here and whine all day. I'm actually busy, unlike you. You can either follow me or I'll drag your corpse to where we need to go before reviving you. Understand?”

Tommy mutely nodded his head, and behind his mask Dream smiled softly. He'd missed this. He'd missed Tommy.

#my writing #dream smp #primeboys (derogatory) #tw unreliable narrator #tw referenced burning alive #tw grieving #tw abuse #tw manipulation #tw kidnapping #tw obsession #tw posessive behaviour #tw threats of murder

[khaleesiofalicante]

"My mother did not mean to hate me, she did not even know she hated me, and yet I was hated. And I carried that hate with me through life with more pride than it perhaps deserved. A bruise of honor." -I lost the author but this made me think of lbaf for some reason

My fave inmortal trio🥰🥰 love me some Ragnor being grumpy and Catrina being lovely and Magnus having an inmortality crisis around the corner kshdjdbd

I'm actually surprised that Ragnor seems to be the most calmed one here....

Max, a warlock who now knew warlock math, would finally have a purpose. how do I explain this to you, babe😔

I didn't expect to be attacked with inmortality, death and angst this early but ok :)

Alec once again being the true legend for creating the Downwolder -Shadowhunter Alliance 😎

Max is not there, is he?

It took them less than a minute to find him �� with the magic of tracking and pure parental terror. Omg that scene was so stressful but the way Rafael could call Magnus and both Alec and him going immediately is making me cry 🥺

Couldn't they just...idk, kick around the seashell and get it into the portal?? It's just a suggestion!!!

Magnus knew that look.

The look of a parent who had just realized their child was gone.

Too many lbaf II flashbacks 😭😭

Me @ Hunter after he found everything was real: you must be feeling really stupid right now huh??

Honest talk, I hate the Devlins, but it must suck that he finally sees what his son saw and finally believes him, but now Marcus is dead... Shit.

Camilla better wake up from that coma or I will lose my shit ISTG-

Then Gigi had gone home hoping to talk to Camila tomorrow.

Then tomorrow had come, but Camila had not.

You can't take aways this friendship!! Please😭

That is life in this bitch of an earth 😔

GIGI AND RAFEL. I WOULD KILL FOR THIS DUO. THEY ARE JUST EVERYTHING💙💙💙

The mystery is killing me!!

I trust this precious babe with my life. You got this!!! No pressure tho...

“I still can’t believe he is dead. I feel like he is just gonna pop tomorrow and say ‘surprise, bitches’ or something.” don't tempt the fates!!!

Other Max haunts me in my sleep too. I need even the tiniest of hints🥺🥺🥺

“You’d look fucking hot with gray hair,” she said. OMFG I literally said this 10 seconds ago dkvdkdjdk

Idk why i love the nickname guapa so much. And I love that you can also use it with friends (at least I do lol) and it's so cute and fun and- ok, ok. Getting away from the point jdhdkdk

Max really took "I love a challenge" to the next level😂😂

THE DAUGHTER IS NAMED AFTER CAMILLA, RIGHT? RIGHT??? THERE IS LITERALLY NO OTHER EXPLANATION!!!

“She is a good one, isn’t she? Good friends are important, Rafael. Because good friends become family.” STOP I HAVE A SOFT SPOT FOR FRIENDS BECOMING FAMILY TROPE😭😭

Arjun and Camilla. It has to be. It makes sense. Also Arjun is amazing 🥺🥺

“It’s a privilege to be someone’s namesake,” bapak smiled. “It means someone loves you and respects you enough to want more of you in their world.” This whole thing made me emo. I can't even mention my favorite part!!! It's not fair of you to give me Lightwood-Bane fam feels in this moment 😭😭

Mallory is crazy!! I mean we all know that already but still... This family is full with psychopath holy shit!!

Hunter, this is on you for not believing your son... Idris has nothing to do with it!!

Wait, Claire knows something 🤨

Wow.

Look at them. Finally coming together. Working as a family.

Yeah... I don't thinks that's particularly healthy....

WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK? WHY?? HOW?? WHAT?? SERIOUSLY LEVIATHAN???

I am stress 🙂 I better get to watch someone beat the power out of her (David👀) or I am suing!!!!

To say that I'm obsessed with that quote would be an understatement. It's so fucking on point.

Here is a song rec for you. You might know it but the live performance must be viewed for hoe reasons.

#lbaf

[ibitsunahaato]

Noisy:Beep

Lyrics: Youhei Matsui Composition/Arrangement: Ryuhei Yamada Proofing: shirotsubasa8

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!...

Hey! Won't you cut it out? Obsessing over that piece of info No way! Don't just blindly believe things as they come Nothing to say! They're just thoughtless bashings shared from their comfort zone Don't be afraid! Baseless and basic ones made by wild fiction makers

The type of words that you obsess about They drive you to a corner like a knife Tear down those careless remarks Using a warning sound that will drown out everything Beep-Beep! Beep-Beep! Oh-Yeah! Let's make this noise reverberate

To live with pride is to Shut out the troublesome guys Lift up your head and laugh Show off that kind of shamelessness

Hell yeah! Instead of these tall tales, enjoy this life's showtimes Don't you think that's what's important (Wow-Wow) Let pleasure be the reason If you don't want people to take what's yours Just take what's theirs instead You don't have to do what's expected of you Wow-Wow Uh Wow-Wow (Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!...)

Hey! Seeing the reaction, you perform extra phrases No way! To the playing melody. Seriously, you're just dancing to their tune Nothing to say! An experience you don't want to taste; At a timing you don't welcome Don’t be afraid! Conveniently blooming and falling resentment—Scattered around by influencers

A habit of fantasizing too much You've grown overwhelmed and tired of it Fire a gun-like weapon of emotions aimed at the heart Using a warning sound that will drown out everything Beep-Beep! Beep-Beep! Oh-Yeah! Let's make this noise reverberate

If you're gonna live in pride The time to counter attack is right now While drawing in other people's envy Show off that nerve of yours

Hell yeah! Instead of these tall tales, enjoy this life's showtimes Don't you think that's what's important (Wow Wow) Make pleasure the reason and rise up Just laugh at them as much as they laughed at you Keep being carefree till they get fed up Wow-Wow Uh Wow-Wow (Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!...)

Lift your head Say! Wow-Wow Look this way Say! Wow-Wow

Stand up to the headwind... Wow-Wow Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

Seeming to flutter and dance against the wind Is a handmade butterfly Fragile enough to get blown away in a storm There's no way this cacophony will be a bother; all right? Huh...

Hell yeah! Instead of these tall tales, enjoy this life's showtimes Don't you think that's what's best (Wow-Wow) Let us be the reason Dispel all the annoying criticisms with this noisy live time Turn up the alert to the highest volume Wow-Wow Uh Wow-Wow (Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!...)

#enstars #ensemble stars #rinne amagi #himeru #kohaku oukawa #niki shiina #crazy:b #noisy:beep #lyrics

[lem0nshark-writes]

"Leather & Lace"

Julian Devorak x Male Reader

Word count: 1386

Summary: Nadia is holding a masquerade at the palace and on it you run into the rather spicy doctor.

Warnings: smut just pure smut, lingerie, kinky stuff, possibly ooc, reader's a bottom

You felt yourself being slammed against the wall as his lips devoured your neck, his tongue so slick against your skin.

He held you by your sides as his kisses made their way to you jaw and his hands to your clothes, removing them piece by piece.

"Ahh Julian-", you moaned out.

"Yes, my love?" his cheeky smirk spreading across his face, causing your already flushed cheeks to turn darker.

"We- We need to stop, somebody will hear us.." you were blushing like mad, avoiding his gaze at all costs.

"Don't worry darling, they are all too busy partying down there, we're all by ourselves on this floor." he replied reassuringly as his fingers ran through your hair.

"If you say so", you made short eye contact before quickly looking away, blush still vivid on your cheeks.

He smirked again and then picked you up, carrying you to the bed and gently placing you onto luxurious sheets that were spread over the bed.

He hovered above you with a mischievous look upon his face, taking in your image, before his eyes caught something under your shirt. You watched him as he lifted your shirt up and his eyes widened.

"Lingerie?" he was having a hard time holding in his smirk.

You blushed, just now remembering that you put that on this morning.

"Wow you prepared for me!" his smirk was now pretty evident on his face, his finger tracing against the lace of the red panties that hugged your hips so elegantly yet sexily.

"S-Shut up!", you slapped his hand off being super embarrassed.

"Hey, don't be like that," he got closer to you, leaving kisses over your cheeks and neck, "I'm honored."

You looked up at him, with an still embarrassed expression and he returned with a warm smile.

He then unbuttoned your shirt and slid it off before stripping himself, his eyes once again trailing off to your underwear.

Blush returned to your cheeks as you watched him spread your legs gently and start to leave kisses across your inner thighs.

He looked up at you, taking in your image once more before speaking, "Damn you look so good Y/N.."

His face then got closer to your clothed bulge before leaving a soft kiss on top of it, sending waves of electricity rushing through your whole body.

He realized it was getting your member really excited so he left a few more before your shaft was standing up completely straight and he smirked down at it with pride.

"S-Stop teasing me-", you moaned out, face as red as a ripe tomato.

He smirked up at you, "And why would I do that when you look so cute while squirming under my touch?"

You pouted and squeezed his head with you thighs, catching him by surprise.

"Okay okay, don't smother me with you thighs!" he chuckled and spread your legs once again, kissing your pouty lips playfully, and he freed your shaft of the panties, though he kept them on, liking the way they look on you.

You felt his lips on the tip of your member before they slid right down, making you moan out in pleasure. He started moving his lips up and down your length, tongue swirling and twisting around it as he slowly got all of you in his mouth.

You felt him suck and lick along your dick and he devoted a lot of time to the rim of it, his tongue finding it's way to the slit as well, driving you to the edge every single time, but just as you were about to release he'd pull away, not granting you that sweet relief.

You groaned out, bucking your hips up slightly, wanting to finally cum and he smirked at you, slapping your hand away when you reached out to jerk yourself off.

"No-no, hands off sweetie." he smirked down at your desperate glare.

His hands traveled to your thighs as he positioned himself at your entrance, rubbing his wet-with-lube tip against your hole and he looked up at your blushing mess of a face.

"Ready my love?" he asked as he rubbed your outer thigh with his hand gently.

You nodded and he slowly started pushing in, biting his lip because of how tight you were.

You whined out, pain washing over you, and you hid your face in your hands.

He reached out and moved them away, placing kisses all over your cheeks as he stopped moving inside of you, "Shhhh sweetie, it'll pass..", he spoke softly, trying to get you to relax and focus on him instead of the pain.

You nodded but kept looking away and he left more kisses across your skin and soon enough the pain was overpowered by pleasure and you moved your hips, testing it out and letting him know he can continue moving.

So he did and when he was all the way inside of you he stopped once again, letting you adjust to him and letting the pain pass.

When you gave him a signal that he can move again, he started off slowly, pushing in and out, but soon enough he started speeding up.

It was little to say you were in heaven. You were a moaning mess underneath him, crying and moaning his name over and over again. It felt so good to you, and so did to him.

His thrusts became stronger and he held you by your hips as his eyes travelled to your face, his hair sticking to his cheeks and forehead from sweat.

He leaned down to you, starting to kiss your neck and chest as his hand crept to your lower back, holding you up in the air as he kept on fucking you.

When he leaned down you wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his hips, bringing him even closer to yourself and you tilted your head to one side, giving him room for more neck kisses which he gladly gave.

"A-Ahhhhh Juliann…mhhhh…" he loved the sounds that were coming out of you without your will and he slapped your ass and gave it a squeeze, making you moan out louder.

"Like that?" he smirked and repeated the action, causing yet another loud moan to escape your lips.

"Fuckk do I love your moans Y/N," he smirked and started thrusting in deeper with more force, hitting your prostate and making your eyes widen and toes curl in immense pleasure he was causing you.

"Ohhh God Julian right t-there!!" you moaned out loudly, gripping onto his back, gently digging your nails into it.

"Hit the sweet spot now didn't I?" he smirked and started pounding that exact spot over and over again.

With so much pleasure coursing through you, you couldn't hold it in any longer, releasing all over both yours and his stomach with a loud moan.

He let out a low moan too on you growing tighter around him and with a few more thrusts he came as well, spilling his warm cum deep inside of you.

Both of you were panting from exhaustion, you more than him, and he pulled out of you, placing a warm and passionate kiss over your lips before collapsing beside you and pulling you into a hug.

"I love you Y/N," he smiled at you and placed another kiss but this time onto your forehead.

"I love you too Julian," you spoke through quick breaths and snuggled in into his embrace, both of you falling asleep shortly after.

BONUS:

The next morning, you two woke up sprawled across the bed realizing you're still in the palace.

You looked at each other with wide eyes and quickly jumped off the bed, putting on your clothes quite sloppily and then sneaking out to the nearest balcony.

Julian started going down and held his hand out to you, waiting for you to join him, and just as you were to cross the fence of the balcony two of the royal guards along with Nadia stepped onto the balcony, catching you two red-handed.

She seized you both up and down, small smirk curling up the corner of her lips, "Seems you two had loads of fun on the masquerade last night huh?"

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[eremiie]

blame it on the whiskey;

❥ 12k words | nsfw | eren x reader

❥ you and your closest friends get together for a sleepover, but there’s one issue— eren jaeger is there, but you have to stick it through for the rest of your friends.

❥ content: alcohol use, overstimulation, choking, slapping, biting, scratching, dirty talk, degradation, teasing, orgasm denial, barebacking, cum play (?), spitting

"i literally just don't understand why he's here." your complaining was filling the small kitchen, you body propped up on the island seated in the middle of the room. "i mean he's just so annoying.. i don't understand you guys, y'all-"

"listen, ___, babe, you just need to relax." hitch cut you off, strutting into the kitchen then placing her arms at your bare shoulders, fixing the straps on your tank top as she spoke. "eren is not even that bad, and he's cute! we're gonna get you drunk tonight so you don't even have to think twice about him." she runs her hand down your waist and fixed the hem of your shirt before walking towards jean, reaching around him for a bottle of whiskey, pouring herself a shot with her glass before waving her way out of the kitchen, back towards the living room.

"i don't even know why you let him bother you that much, ____." jean huffs, pouring the rest of the chips into the bowl, connie pulling sasha away before she could try to grab it. "wait until i bring it to the living room, sasha!" he hisses, passing the bowl to you to hold.

"i don't! he argues with me over everything. it's so annoying. i swear i mind my business, and then he just butts in with his smart ass mouth. connie's usually there, right connie?" connie turns towards you with a confused expression on his face, stopping his slight wrestle with sasha, irritation spread across her face at the way he was restricting her from eating the snacks for the sleepover.

it was your last year of high school before you were going off to college alongside your friends, well your friend group. you all planned to get together in celebration, hosting a sleepover party, choosing jean's house as the destination while his parents were away. you had no problem with this; however you had a problem with eren jaeger.

during your first couple years the two of you got along quite well. having been so close with connie, sasha and jean you were kind of forced to hang out with eren, mikasa and armin since eren and jean were close as well. the two friend groups along with a couple others spent time well together, all of you constantly hanging out and having fun. both you and eren's personality were too much, you were both temperate and were easy to irritate. your arguments, no matter how small also turned into something big (you always won them though). your mouth was too quick and witty for eren while his was too harsh and rough for you. after a while the arguing turned into shade and pettiness and the two of you let your pride get the best of you, refusing to turn a shoulder towards the other, a newfound "hate" forming between the two of you.

but even after all of this not one person in your friend group could deny the sexual tension between the two of you, prevalent even from the beginning.

it was funny, when you and eren's friendship first blossomed the two of you had the slightest crush on each other. although, neither of you denied it and would never act upon it. the closer you got the more handsy you got, the more flirty you became until you chose to act repulsed upon one another's mere presence in a room after realization hit, which carried on even until now.

"i mean, i don't know, i don't pay attention. everything you guys argue about is stupid anyways." connie's hand was slapped away by sasha and she jumped off the counter.

"jean, please i'll bring it over there, just let me have a couple of pieces." sasha pointed to the small bowl of sour candy, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. jean rolled his eyes and shoved the bowl in her direction. you had to admit, she looked adorable in her onesie. she was matching with connie as well. they both thought it'd be comedic to buy onesies when all of you went to the store for snacks earlier. you took in jean's appearance as well, noticing he was still in his jeans and a t-shirt, how atypical of him.

"connie carry the drinks, and ____,"

you narrowed your eyes at jean with a pout at his lack of understanding upon your situation as he came over with his arms crossed over his chest. "it's only one night, and y'all will be gone tomorrow. don't be stupid, we're all friends here so just stay out of each other's way."

"jean,"

"please? i want this night to go as planned, and perfect."

"what's your idea of perfect? getting to suck on mika-"

jean's hand clamped over your mouth anger spanning over his face, his body tilting over to the left to see if anyone was listening from the hallway. "shut the fuck up! no, i want this to be fun for all of us dumbass. if you and jaeger boy are gonna go back and forth like that it'll ruin it for all of us."

"guys hurry up, we're playing never have i ever shot edition!" hitch yelled from the living room.

you licked jean's hand and he quickly pulled it away, grimacing in disgust before wiping your saliva on your bare leg. "yeah, whatever."

you hopped off the counter, adjusting your top for the umpteenth time and pulling down your shorts, walking out the kitchen with jean to set down the bowl of chips on the coffee table in the living room. you scanned the room; on one couch lied historia, connie and sasha with jean beginning to walk over to that corner, to sit on the floor beside the couch, and on the couch parallel lied armin, mikasa and eren who was just now sitting back down, sprawling himself across her lap, taking up almost the full length of the couch causing you to sigh in irritation at the simple action. reiner sat on the floor near historia, and hitch sat on the floor with the bottle of jack daniels seated in front of her, refilling a shot glass and patting the seat next to her for you to sit.

"here, take this shot." she pushed it to your lips once you were seated beside her and you reluctantly downed it, a burn singing your throat.

"hitch, relax, i'm gonna take some shots during the game."

"it's a starting shot, girl." hitch's filled her own glass and took another shot before placing the bottle back down and smiling. "okay so is everyone playing?"

everyone nodded their head with a hesitant nod from armin.

"jaeger sit up, i need a clear view of who's going after who, and with your lazy ass sitting like that i can't tell." hitch snapped her fingers at eren from her spot below him, hitting his leg until he groaned and sat up, scooting backwards until he was upright. he ran a hand through his hair to try and tame the loose hairs in the front of his head but it was no use.

"so we all take turns asking questions, if you can't think of one then we'll just skip you. every single time you have done something you take half a shot." hitch leaned into your ear to speak specifically to you, "cause if it was a whole shot i'm blacking out by the end of this night." she burst out into laughter, jean rolling his eyes at her. "i'm going first!"

"hitch what haven't you done?" connie smirks, crossing his arm. "don't you have to mention something you haven't done?"

hitch waved connie off with a glare. "never have i ever cheated, connie." she emphasized connie's name, her comment mostly directed to him and he returned with a confused look, before he realized she was asking in regards to the game.

no ones fingers went down, hitch letting out a giggle. "so no one takes a half a shot, huh? ______ your turn."

you thought for a second about something you haven't done, before opening your mouth. "never have i ever had a threesome." no fingers went down.

"wow, not even your finger went down hitch." eren's voice spoke, a smirk danced across his face that you wanted to smack off just because. seriously you couldn't put your finger on it, it was something about him that just irritated you so much, and you couldn't pinpoint it either. you'd keep composure for tonight though, for jean.

"shut up eren. jean boy! it's you turn."

"never have i ever kissed a stranger." jean huffed at the pet name given by hitch.

hitch and eren's finger went down and they exchanged glances before starting to laugh. "eren! are you talking about that random girl at that party we went to a couple months ago?" hitch spoke through her laughter when eren nodded his head.

both you and mikasa rolled your eyes and you let out a huff of annoyance, for no particular reason. hitch pour and passed eren half a shot, both of them downing the liquid at the same time before shaking their heads.

"my turn!" connie exclaimed. "never have i ever kissed someone that's the same gender."

"connie you definitely have." eren laughed, clearly enjoying himself.

"why would i say it if i have? i haven't, you probably did! put your finger down!" the boys didn't even acknowledge historia and hitch's fingers going down until reiner spoke.

"it was definitely ymir." he chuckled to historia who put her hand over her face.

"stop!" she squealed out of embarrassment. before taking the shot hitch handed to her.

"my turn!" sasha repeated connie's words, stuffing a couple pieces of candy into her mouth before speaking again, "never have i ever had a one night stand."

a plethora of fingers went down, this included you, jean, eren, hitch, reiner, and historia. "shots, shots, shots, shots!" hitch chanted laughing before filling everyone's cup with half of a shot, sitting back down. "historia, i didn't know you had it in you, and you either _____." she smiled poking your sides causing you to squirm away. "anyways your go, historia."

"okay, um.... never have i ever... sent nudes?" her statement came out more like a question. your finger went down along with jean's, eren's, reiner's and hitch's, who proceeded to fill cups again.

"historia i'm surprised you haven't." hitch filled historia's cup wiggling her eyebrows at her. "i bet yours would be so bomb too, like your so cute and small and your boobs are like perfect-"

"hitch!" historia's hand slapped over her mouth in further embarrassment as she cut hitch off before she could go on any longer.

"reiner, your go."

"never have i ever... dated someone just to make someone else jealous."

jean, hitch, mikasa and eren's finger went down. eren seemingly uncomfortable. "wait, okay let's talk about this one—" hitch spoke. "jean who did you date and who were you trying to make jealous?"

jean let out a puff of slight annoyance. "you don't know her and i'm not saying who i was trying to make jealous."

"why? cause they're in this room?" hitch raised her eyebrow earning a hard glare from jean who didn't deny it, only flipping her off and muttering a "shut up".

"eren how about you?" eren stretched his arms out, the hem of his white shirt rising up to reveal a little bit of his stomach, before he let his hands back down. "uh, it was mina carolina, from school, but i'm not saying who i was trying to make jealous."

"you guys are some pussies," hitch drunk her half shot. "mikasa? im surprised."

"i'm not telling." mikasa simply stated.

"well then what about you, hitch?" you asked.

"two things, none of you guys know who the person i dated was, and anyways he was a bitch, second, i was trying to make marlo jealous, but he didn't fall for it, his sweet ass." she sighed. "i need another shot after that one." you grabbed the bottle before hitch could take another shot, clicking your tongue with a shake of your head.

"marlo? the one that sasha punched that one time we had a party at school last year?" armin asked with a small laugh, remembering the event.

"yup, that marlo. you guys were talking about what i haven't done, what about eren? what hasn't he done?" hitch mumbled.

"i'm sure eren isn't as bad as you, hitch." mikasa spoke in a monotone voice.

"maybe because he doesn't tell you half of the things that he does."

before mikasa could respond back to hitch's snarky comment, eren cut in, "well for starters, never have i ever slept with someone i wasn't attracted to."

"that barely counts, you're attracted to everyone, jaeger." jean said, putting his finger down.

"shut it, horse face."

"seriously? i thought you were gonna say something way more interesting than that." hitch face palmed, putting a finger down then grabbing jean's shot glass to pour him some.

"like you said, there's not much i haven't done." eren smirked looking at his four fingers down before putting up one and flipping hitch off who reciprocated, sticking her tongue out at eren as well.

"don't get cocky, honey. mikasa your turn."

mikasa sat in silence for a moment, thinking about what she could say although she didn't have to think much, she was basically a blushing virgin, her still having all ten fingers up but one. "never have i ever been rejected."

everyone's fingers went down but hitch, historia, armin, sasha, and of course mikasa's. "i'm too hot for that shit," hitch exclaimed before you shoved her finger down.

"stop lying, let's not talk about the countless times you've cried to me over men." you smirked, hitch pushing you away in a jokingly manner, she downed her shot and poured you one as well.

"armin, your turn baby."

"well," armin fiddled with his fingers deep in thought. "um... i've never you know..."

"had sex before?" eren butt in, putting his finger down immediately. armin nodded his head and everyone's fingers went down but armin and mikasa.

the rest of the game went well, jokes thrown around, more lewd questions being asked, and by the end of it eren, jean and hitch had all their fingers down, essentially losing the game. hitch was the first one out though, clearly drunk by her demeanor.

you got up to use the restroom unannounced, the alcohol filling your bladder, but no one seemed to notice you get up and leave, everyone talking about the game that was just played. you didn't feel particularly drunk, just a little lightheaded when you stood up. you used the bathroom, and began to wash your hands until the door opened outright scaring you, a small shriek coming from your throat until you realized it was eren.

that's when you got upset.

"maybe try knocking on the door first?!" you exclaimed, putting your damp hands on your waist. "what the hell, is wrong with you?"

eren rolled his eyes and looked you up and down. "my bad. you're done though, so excuse me."

you scoffed and crossed your arms in disbelief. "how are you gonna tell me if i'm done or not, i'm in the bathroom. stand out there and wait. you're so rude." you went to the towel rack to dry off your hands then turning around to see eren still standing there. "hello? did you hear me."

eren's eyes came back up to your face and he narrowed his eyes at you. "i'm rude? how? all because i accidentally walked into the bathroom when you were in here?" he raised an eyebrow at you, and you came over to stand in front of him. you didn't miss the way his eyes flickered up and down as he watched you tell him off.

"that's not what i said, i just asked you stand out in the hallway and you literally didn't leave. can i have my privacy? what the fuck?"

"you're literally just washing your hands, stop making it a big deal."

"a big deal? im sorry that i want to use the bathroom in peace. fuck off, eren. you're so annoying."

"how am i annoying? you get mad over the stupidest things.. you're overreacting." eren stepped forward, more into the bathroom.

"guys and girls, can you both shut the fuck up?" hitch stumbled towards the bathroom door, stepping in between you and eren. "both of you are being crybabies. all of us can you hear you guys from the fucking living room."

you rested your weight on your left leg, glaring at eren who just bore his eyes into yours. you noticed he was taking the situation lighter than you, not as mad as he usually gets when the two of you argue. maybe he was drunk? you let your eyes trail over his attire, simple sweatpants and a plain shirt of his, with his chain hanging out, resting on his chest. you averted your eyes and turned towards hitch.

"he apologized ____, and eren, knock next time, hun." hitch grabs both you and eren's arms. "let's all just be civil and friendly here, and... let's play body shots!" hitch slurred with a smile.

"i still have to use the bathroom." eren said. he placed his hand at your waist and moved you backwards towards the door until your feet were behind the line that separated the hardwood from the tile. "excuse me," eren said letting go. you wanted to pull away and tell him to get off of you but you were a tad bit embarrassed at the way you overreacted, not to mention you liked the feeling of his warm hands on your cold skin. "i'll come play in a second." he shut the door.

eren tended to himself, using the bathroom as well and then washing his hands, staring at himself in the mirror for a couple minutes. he retied his loosening ponytail, the same couple strands sticking out in the front and then adjusted his shirt and necklace. he shook his head, alcohol buzzing through his veins luckily he wasn't too drunk yet, and was still pretty stable but he knew hitch wouldn't die down on the alcohol, so he was bound to be fairly drunk by the end of the night, despite being a heavyweight. his hands still buzzed from the way they felt on your skin, but he quickly shook the thought away. clearly, it was just the alcohol talking for itself.

right?

you were leaning against jean on the kitchen counter as hitch explained the rules of the next game you guys would play for your entertainment. you were sure it was mostly for hitch's and to keep herself under the influence.  you could only imagine the impounding headache she was going to have, and you could envision yours too. after all you did have a good amount of shots at this point.

hitch sliced the lime into four pieces. "since mikasa and armin aren't playing, we only have to use one lime." she held up the sliced lime. "so remember, salt, shot, and then lime. you have to put the lime in your mouth and hold it there for the other person, okay? so don't pussy out."

you were skeptical about the game. it was just a sexual way to take a shot; you pour salt on a body part, lick it off, take a shot and then suck on the lime. you guessed you were in it for the thrill. "you don't have to play if you don't want to." jean looked down at you from your spot next to him and rubbed your shoulder, watching your demeanor.

"don't encourage her not to play!" hitch shook her head at jean. "we need as many people as possible so we have more players, plus we're all only going once so it doesn't matter." she used the wheel app on her phone to pick a person at random, and pick a body part at random as well.

"it's fine jean, i'm good, i'll play, just a little drunk." you murmured with a small smile, standing up straight.

"historia and," hitch spun the wheel again, seeing what boy it would land on. "and jean! ooooh," she giggled. "let's see what body part." another spin of the wheel and it landed on shoulder.

historia began to tie her hair back and said a small "i'm scared," before giggling as well and propping herself up on the kitchen counter. hitch began to pour the salt on the crevice between her neck and shoulder, historia leaning back in the slightest so the salt wouldn't roll down.

"don't put too much." jean spoke, stepping forward to stand in-front of historia.

jean simply licked up the salt slowly and impassively, holding underneath her shoulders to keep her upright. historia's eyes widened in the slightest and hitch cheered her on until jean let up and grabbed the shot of whiskey next to him downing it in one go. he blinked a couple times letting the alcohol settle before connecting his lips to the lime sat in historia's mouth and sucking on it before making a sour face and pulling away, taking the lime with him before spitting it in the trash. a mantra of claps arose from hitch, sasha, connie and you, everyone chuckling at his last reaction.

"what did it feel like?" hitch asked but didn't let historia answer before going, "i can't wait until my turn, can i just go next?" she spun the wheel from the app and it landed on reiner, her proceeding with her turn, the same thing repeating with her chest, except reiner placing the glass between her breasts, tilting the cup up to drink it when it was time to take the shot. hitch spoke aimlessly, cheering reiner on and adjusting her top afterwards with a giggle. "i'm literally gonna be so drunk!" she exclaimed, although she had to have been the drunkest one in the room already.

"okay, next," with another spin of the wheel hitch's eyes widened as she stared down at her phone before bursting out into laughter and tugging connie by his onesie. "connie look at this shit!" connie glanced over her shoulder before a surprised look danced across his face. you tried watching to see who he would look at to give you a hint of who were the next contenders but he avoided all gazes and held in his laughter, unlike hitch.

"who is it?" you asked out of pure curiosity and slight annoyance, causing hitch's laughter to roar louder. you stood on your tippy toes from your position beside jean to see if you could catch a glimpse of her phone but it was not visible causing you to step down, rolling your eyes.

"____," hitch tried to subside her giggles but they kept up, her clamping her hand over eren's shoulder for support who looked down at her a just as confused expression as you. her phone was faced down to the ground so he couldn't see who's name it landed on either, although his curiosity got the best of him and he grabbed her wrist to see the phone for himself. hitch pulled away hastily but it wasn't fast enough. "chill!" she spoke through her fit.

"and me?" eren questioned. you raised your eyebrow and eyes began to land on you in question of your reaction to the pairing. you weren't sure how to feel. of course eren and you were two ends of a stick and bickered accordingly but you couldn't help but find him attractive. you knew your stubbornness probably wouldn't let him even touch you in the slightest, let alone take a shot off your body, especially with a public audience. you didn't want them to think twice about your dislike for eren.

"i'm not doing it." you huffed, crossing your arms and almost sneering at eren.

"i mean you guys don't have to do it if you don't want to." jean repeated himself like earlier, placing a hand on your shoulder in a brotherly manner. he was still watching for a reaction from you, the only thing giving him a hint was the way your eyebrow twitched, and the questioning glance you were giving eren. hitch rolled her eyes before she grabbed her phone back from him.

"they literally hate each other of course they're not going to do it." connie chimed in.

"yeah, eren you don't have to do this." mikasa added as well quite sternly, hinting to eren that it was best for him not to either way.

eren gave her a side glance before looking at you for any sign. "i mean i'm down. it's just a stupid shot." he avoided eye contact with anybody in the room, his eyes darting around instead while playing with the loose strands of hair in the front of his head. "i couldn't give a fuck." he added, then crossing his arms as well.

"jaeger boy getting bold, huh?" reiner laughed from his position leaning against the cabinets to the side of the kitchen. eren rolled his eyes in response.

"_____ please just do it! it's just a game and it's only one time— you're literally so boring." hitch's words came out muffled, her hand covering her mouth as she spoke. "remember what i told you earlier, you just need to let go tonight. okay, eren is hot too— so just,"

"okay, hitch." you cut her off abruptly not wanting to hear more of her mouth until you realized what you just agreed to. you watched erens eyes widen in the slightest and his upper lip upturn slightly. you hoped you didn't boost his ego, you still hated his guts, you just wanted hitch to stop her rambling.

"what? seriously? get on the island then!" hitch grabbed your hand and you pulled away so you could climb on top of the island counter yourself with a small pout while hitch spun the wheel on her phone until it landed on 'stomach'. she turned the phone towards you then turned it towards eren. "stomach." she said with a smile.

"you guys don't even like each other, how is this happening?" jean mutters, but hitch caught his words and gave him her own roll of her eyes.

"just let it happen, jean, they're both drunk, they'll probably forget about this tomorrow." she whispers back quite loud. you look at her before laying down on your back with a glare, you didn't think you were really that drunk.

eren climbed off of the counter he was sitting on and made his way over to the island. "hopefully you still hate me after this." he snickers before grabbing the hem of your tank top and sliding it up your stomach until it was bundled right under your breasts. you hated the way his touch sent sparks on your skin.

"shut the fuck up and get it over with." you hiss back as he pours the salt over your lower abdomen, using his free hand to pull your shorts down in the slightest so they wouldn't get in the way.

"open up." eren's hand lingered in front of your face with a quarter of a lime for you to hold in your mouth. you glared at him for the umpteenth time and grabbed it with your hand, placing the sour fruit in your mouth to hold with the rest of it jutting out. eren poured himself some of the brown liquid into his shot glass from earlier, setting it down beside him. he didn't even warn you before he dove down right above your pelvic area, his warm tongue singeing your stomach, and you couldn't help but let out the slightest gasp, looking down at eren. one of his hands was pressed against the table the other one placed on your upper stomach, a hold on your shirt to keep it up, but respectfully (or unconsciously) he avoided your boob, his eyes trained on the substance on your stomach. another lick, and another, and another, and you didn't even realize you were biting your lip to keep from embarrassing yourself in front of your comrades. eren let the salt dissolve on his tongue and once no more resided on your stomach he pulled back with a smack of his lips, an unreadable expression on his face before grabbing the shot and downing it in one go quickly, shaking his head back and forth so it could go down smoother. his hands moved down to either side of you before he bent over you and avoided your eyes again, not to mention you did too, while sucking on the lime that was still being held by your lips. your eyes fluttered and you looked at him for a second until he disconnected. the last thing you felt was his upper lip brush against yours, sending a tingly feeling up your spine.

you sat up abruptly, bumping eren's head in the process causing him to grimace at you and stand up straight. you hopped off the table and pulled your shirt down, hitch grabbing your arm and pulling you into her grip. "you did so good, o-m-g. yay for alcohol, it's bringing my friends together!" she laughed as you pulled away from her and rolled your eyes, crossing your arms and crossing the kitchen to grab a paper towel, wiping at your stomach.

"yay for alcohol!" sasha repeats with a giggle clapping her hands causing connie, hitch and the rest besides mikasa and jean to join along.

"i didn't think she'd actually do it." historia murmured with raised eyebrows at what just took place.

"me neither.." armin responded, his hand covering his mouth with large eyes as well while clapping his hands softly from his spot seated on the counter.

"eren, you didn't have to do it you know, it's just a game." eren turned to mikasa at the sound of her voice and narrowed his eyes slightly, before shrugging it off and murmuring an "i'm drunk." causing mikasa to scoff.

jean watched you cross back over to him with a cautious face. now you could feel the alcohol buzzing. "you okay?" he murmured, a wary look on his face. was it really that shocking to everyone that you could have some fun? or was it the fact that it was with eren jaeger?

you gave him a questioning glance and then look at jean, shuffling your feet. "i'm fine, stop making it a big deal." jean narrowed his eyes as the remaining two carried on with the game, sasha and connie going by default and having planned to do it together anyways. after connie wiped his stomach, as he had sasha do what eren did to you. afterwards everyone decided to pile back into the living room wanting to end the night off with a movie. hitch, of course insisted on bringing the leftover alcohol in its bottle even though armin didn't think it was a good idea, let alone anybody thinking it was a good idea.

"pour me a little more hitch." eren said, seated behind you on the couch while hitch sat in front of you on the floor, bottle of alcohol between the two of you while connie laid against the back of the couch beside him. everyone's seating seemed to change, the group collapsing wherever they deemed fit, but you of course stuck with hitch. jean minded his own trying to select a scary movie for the group, eyes trained on the tv in front of him.

"so you want to get drunk drunk?" hitch slurred using her hand to try and uncap the bottle of liquor. you mentally shook your head and fiddled with hitch's glass that was sitting beside the liquor bottle so she wouldn't fill her own glass again. you were drunk, but not drunk enough to not take care of your friends. plus you wouldn't want hitch passing out either way.

"mikasa, help me pick out a movie?" jean said, eyes looking to the side at the ebony haired girl who stared blankly at the screen, eyes flickering between the people in front of her and the blue light emitting from the tv. she wasn't oblivious to the reason jean was asking, her demeanor made her just choose to ignore it.

"i don't have any suggestions. try searching up some recommended movies or something." jean shrugged his shoulders then whipped out his phone to oblige, meanwhile, eren reached over your shoulder, hand around his glass he carried around all night for hitch to fill. her hands were shaky and she tried her best to concentrate while slowly filling up the cup until eren pulled the glass away, a couple drops of alcohol pouring onto the floor before you tilted the bottle back upright for her.

"hitch, you're making a mess." you grumbled, then taking the bottle and closing it for her before she did anything further.

"eren you should stop drinking so much, or like get some food in your system." sasha suggested eyeing the drink in his hand. he narrowed his eyes at her then roller his eyes sipping on some of the new drink unwary.

"i'm good, i'll eat later."

"no seriously jaeger; you and hitch are the main ones who finished that bottle," connie pulled out a chip as well eyeing it then shoving it in his mouth then leaning forward to nudge eren, gesturing to the bowl for him to eat too.

"connie, stop." eren's lips twitched as he tried not to smile drunkly, swatting connie away and pushing him slightly, connie getting shoved back a little by his small push and him retorting as well. "you haven't ate anything either."

connie laughed and shoved him back, raising a fist jokingly to make eren flinch who instinctively caught connie's wrist with his hand, connie fighting back with a laugh. connie gave eren a hard shove and you flinched when you felt the liquid of eren's drink splash onto your shoulder and shirt.

"eren— what the fuck!" you exclaimed, eyes turning towards you as you stared down at your shirt, hands open at your side, the feeling of the sweet liquid dripping down your back and down the cleavage of your breasts, the feeling steadily uncomfortable. the way the liquid seeped into your clothing wasted no time bubbling up your immediate anger. "dude," you were heated, standing up slowly. "y'all play too much!"

"eren look what you did!" hitch's eyes widened, her trying to refrain from laughing in the midst of her drunken state while eren and connie just stared at your rising figure in shock.

"yeah eren, look what you did." connie mocked earning a hard glare from eren who flipped him off.

"guys it's not funny." historia gave both of them a disapproving look before watching you walk off to the kitchen, an evident attitude in your step until you disappeared around the corner.

"and you wonder why she fucking hates you." jean scoffed with an agreeing nod from reiner, while jean finally clicked a random horror film that looked scary enough since his phone didn't give him good results, his irritation at the night going downhill not failing to grow.

"shut it kirchstein, that was connie's fault not mine."

"what? you're the one who had your drink above her like that. i was just playing with you, right sasha?" sasha shrugged her shoulders at connie until he pouted and she snorted, nodding her head. "see!" he exclaimed. "that wasn't my fault."

"it doesn't matter who's fault it is." historia let her hands out of armin's hair, crossing them. "she's clearly upset, and it doesn't help that eren has been messing with her all night."

"dude, what?" eren was baffled by historia's response.

"eren didn't do anything?" mikasa's voice came out in a more questioning manner, of course quick to defend eren in her monotone voice.

historia narrowed her eyes, not seeing how eren or mikasa couldn't see the fault in his actions. "me and hitch heard them arguing in the bathroom. i'm the one who told hitch to go get them to stop because jean was getting irritated."

"why was horseface getting mad?" eren rolled his eyes.

"because you guys are always arguing! that shit is annoying, she clearly doesn't like you eren so just stay out of her way." jean exasperated, resting his chin on his palm.

"do you have a crush on her or something, huh? we were just cool like last year, it's normal for us to argue at this point." eren's feeble attempt to defend himself clearly failed, both eren, jean and even armin looking upset with him.

"that doesn't mean anything, and no i don't. that's my best friend... so shut the fuck up." jean flipped eren off as well, trying his best to focus on the movie he aimlessly picked out.

"well she did the body shots with me? she was just fine seconds ago." and eren didn't mention how you didn't slap him silly for pushing you aside the door earlier, or how he delved in that memory a bit as well.

"because i told her to have fun and put up with your ass for the day. not everyone thinks you're the shit eren, and she definitely doesn't."

eren's irritation was rising, jean's likewise, and he huffed, laying back into the couch, putting as much space between him and connie as possible in clear anger that he was struggling to control, especially with being drunk. he became more reckless and obnoxious, and everyone knew so. yet he knew somewhere in the back of his head was that he was in somewhat of the wrong.

armin patted his head to flatten down any flyaways before speaking, "historia is right, eren. she's upset so go apologize— or at least help her out." sasha and connie nodded their heads in agreement.

another puff of breath from eren before he reluctantly got up, everyone's eyes on him making him uncomfortable. he rather be a around someone he didn't like (yet found attractive in the least) then be in an environment that wasn't fond of him at the moment.

eren rounded the corner until his eyes landed on your frame, sat on the edge of the counter desperately wiping at your top with vigor in efforts to dry it. you had at least got the sticky substance off your skin while your were working at it. you didn't even notice eren standing there, simply staring, not even knowing what to do now that his friends coerced him into the kitchen. he maneuvered over to the sink and that's when you noticed his tall figure, your face immediately twisting into an angered expression.

"what do you want now?"

eren turned around with a wet napkin and began coming over to you gingerly. he stumbled over, arm stretched out to begin patting at your top awkwardly with a grumble. "they told me to come and help you."

"eren get the hell off of me." you recoiled in panic and vexation, your hand flying up to shoo eren away.

"i'm trying to help you." he spit out, his breath beginning to get heavy, and you could smell the alcohol on it your nose twitching at the scent, but then again the smell of alcohol was still present on your shirt as well.

"i don't need your help." you rolled your eyes as he continued to try and wipe at your shirt stains. the gesture was... unlikely for him, maybe he was feeling guilt curdle inside him? although at the moment you didn't care, continuing to try to get him out of your vicinity and tend to the accident on you as well.

"can you just-" but you didn't give him a chance to finish, your frustration getting the best of you and your hand flying across his face. you didn't even register that you hit him until you saw the way his head flew to the side, tufts of his brown hair flying the opposite direction, the sound of the impact going in one ear and coming out the other just as fast.

he stood still for just a moment trying to process the stinging pain on his left cheek, his thoughts jumbled as the alcohol swam through his system. immediate regret began to dance its way up you as you watched the way anger twinkled in his eyes before he let out a small incredulous laugh. "oh... i'm sorry—" you gasped, and then flinched when eren's hand flew up to pin the hand that slapped him up against the cabinet door above the counter you were still perched on. "eren, what the fuck? let go of me," you struggled to get him to let his grip go, his eyes flickering from your face to the water like stains littered on your tank top, then to your legs; spread on either side of him as he stood in between them, his grip unconsciously tightening on your wrist. he went back up to be met with your timid expression that you tried to mask with the furrow of your brows although your lip still quivered, especially when met with the darkened look of eren's eyes.

"thought that shit was funny, yeah?" he mumbled lowly, shifting a little bit to get somewhat closer to your body as you watched him from above with bird eyes that darted from side to side to watch him cautiously.

you couldn't lie— you were a little scared, which frightened you that you were scared. you, the only one in your close circle that constantly picked at eren, constantly got into petty arguments with him, and weren't afraid to constantly call him out on the ridiculous things he would say... you were all of a sudden scared? maybe it was his demeanor, you thought to yourself, the way he didn't rise his voice up at you after you slapped him, much like earlier when you were yelling at him in the bathroom, the way he didn't shy away from a intimate game with you, the way he was looking you up and down like you were prey— it was all unusual, all frightening to you to see him move like that, not to mention the vice like grip he had on your poor wrists at the moment.

"eren," you whimpered, moving your hips in an effort to push him away, but your movements only amped him up. he moved your other wrist so that both of yours were gathered in his large hand, then placed his now free hand on the counter beside you. he didn't even realize the way he was leaning in closer and closer to your neck, until you cringed when you could feel his breath right on your shoulder, panic ensuing once more, especially regarding the fact that your shirt indeed had see through splotches on it, blame the liquid.

"you've been trying me all day..." he started, voice low and as if he was talking to your neck, not even looking up at you, his eyes trained to that same spot. "first you were running your mouth about me in the kitchen,"

he heard that?

"then you were getting all up in my face in that bathroom, and all those noises you were making when we were playing body shots..."

"eren, just let—"

"and then you've been walking around in those little ass shorts, and this top all night.."

you didn't think he was just talking about you upsetting him anymore.

eren's hand slid behind your body until his hand found your lower back, scooting you closer to his while maintaining his grip on your wrist, but pulling your hands away from the cabinets. he let his hips circle against yours so you could feel him. "you feel that?" he asked you, his lips now ghosting over the space between your shoulder and neck. "you did that."

what you can only describe as being some kind of shudder that made your body twitch had ran through you at the feeling of his lips connecting with your skin, the icky feeling of your shirt was barely prevalent with the emotions running through you, more specifically down to your core. his hips stopped meeting yours but his kisses continued upwards until he pressed one to your jaw, nibbling at the skin. "_____," he breathed out, his eyes still holding that dark haze when they met with yours as you looked down at him.

"let me fuck you good."

you were giving in.

you were giving in to the boy you supposedly hated, (in your head) you were giving in to all the arguments you ever had with him, you were giving in to the betrayal that your friends might feel when they find out about your endeavors but, god— if eren's dick straining his sweats didn't feel so good against you, or if his lips kissing up your neck and staying idle beside your lips didn't make you just want to turn your head and smash yours against his...

yup, you were giving in.

you turnt your head slightly so that eren's lips could collide with yours and he reciprocated immediately, finally letting go of your wrists and letting his other hand fall behind you to your ass so he could pull you flush against him, despite the still slight wetness of your shirt rubbing on his. your mouths tasted like all the alcohol from the night but it wasn't a big deal in your semi-drunken state.

eren tapped your ass to signal for you to wrap your arms around his neck and so you did, him sliding your body off of the counter and then all but throwing you over a little more so that your upper half was looking down at the floor behind while he held onto your legs, carrying you over his shoulder. "eren, put me down if you're gonna carry me like this i can walk normally!" you hissed loudly slapping his back making him chuckle.

"wouldn't you be embarrassed if everyone heard you about right now?" eren stopped in his tracks to give you a chance to quiet down before he left the kitchen, and you took that opportunity, mentally shrinking down in his grip out of somewhat chagrin.

eren's plan was to slip past the living room and go straight towards the stairs, as they were to the left of the living room, and unless the ones occupying it turned around they wouldn't be able to see the two of you, besides whoever was sat on the couch to the right. eren began walking out of the kitchen, and you prayed nobody was looking, your vision limited to only the floor below you.

you sighed when you felt your body rise a bit, meaning eren made it to the stairs, until you jolted at the sound of mikasa voice from her position on the couch, "eren—" but he cut her off quickly with a mere,

"we'll be back in a minute."

the trek up the stairs somewhat felt like forever to you, your stomach beginning to flip at the thought of being fucked silly by someone you deemed you hated, the mere idea was pretty outlandish to you, but you knew it was quite real when eren opened the door to a particularly blank room.

of course sat the bed and a nightstand on either side, but the room was lackluster, except for a few generic paintings in a couple corners of the room and a rug detailing the carpet. eren must've knew where to go since he was generally close to jean, having been even closer to him and his family during his middle school years.

eren wasted no time throwing you on the bed, your body hitting the surprisingly soft bedspread, and you almost felt bad for the wash it would have to go through when eren was done with you; because you knew he wasn't gonna be gentle.

he also didn't waste anytime stripping away at his clothes his shirt already strewn onto the floor and his pants halfway down his legs already, while you on the other hand were already hesitant to take off the messed up garment you were still wearing, and of course eren had to comment on this; "come on, you still wanna sit there smelling like whiskey? take off your shirt." you rolled your eyes at him and you swore you saw a smirk over his face when you began to pull your tank top over your head, now only sitting there in your undergarments and shorts, criss cross on the bed.

eren strode over and grabbed your jaw harshly, pulling you in for another drunken kiss, his other hand coming up to palm at your breasts while you measly reciprocated his kiss, it being more clashing teeth and tongue then anything. once his lips were removed from yours he let the thumb on your jaw swipe over your bottom lip, pulling it down to reveal your teeth before leaning back in and letting his own teeth nibble the skin beside your ear. "i want you to suck my dick." he said blatantly, looking at you once he pulled away. you would have never thought; as many times as the two of you would banter back and forth telling each other to 'suck my dick', never did you think there would ever be a day where he said it literally. "on the floor." his voice came out more like a command making you side eye him, and cross your arms.

"why should—"

"on the floor." he repeated, making himself comfortable on the bed he was sat on while you reluctantly slid off the bed to the floor in front of him, your hands on your knees while he pulled down his boxers, his cock slapping against his lower abdomen, sitting pretty. your eyes widened, you weren't sure what you were expecting; of course eren like many others bragged about his size in a joking manner but you never took him seriously, nevertheless did you take any of your guy friends seriously. he let out a small laugh at your expression before you realized you were staring for a little longer than you should have been. luckily, he didn't make another snarky remark, instead tapping your cheek with fingers that weren't wrapped around him, signaling for you to open your mouth. "open up." he repeated for the second time that night.

"that's your favorite line, huh?" you huffed, taking him into your hands. he ignored your comment and instead placed his now free hand onto the back of your head ushering you down his length with no caution, causing you to choke slightly, your hand flying up to his knees to steady yourself and push off in the slightest. you made sure your nails were digging into his skin in response, but you weren't sure if the feeling was even pervasive, as the only sound he let out was a groan when he felt his cock be engulfed by the heat of your mouth. the hand holding your head began gripping your hair and you winced at the newfound pressure although it was soon forgotten when eren began bobbing your head up and down, the feeling of your throat being used running through your whole body.

"yeah," he moaned out as you began finding your own pace, now taking one of your hands and wrapping them around what you couldn't reach; mainly so he wouldn't try to push your limits. "you're surprisingly good at this," he choked out, and he looked down at you to catch you glaring right back up at him, a clear grimace on your face.

you pulled away from his dick with a pop and began using your fist to pump him lazily, staring up at him with a bored expression. "you should really watch your mouth when i'm sucking you off." you retorted making him let out another one of his small chuckles and letting go of his grip on your hair for a second to run his fingers across your cheek, his thumb smoothing over your swollen lips once again.

"you wouldn't try nothing."

"don't count on it."

and once again his hand returned to your hair ushering you to take him back in your mouth and you did, but this time he was in more control, bucking his hips up into your mouth ardently and throwing his head back as you treated him and pushed him towards his high.

you couldn't help yourself, the feeling of eren using your throat so carelessly sent a plethora of emotions right to your core, and you let one of your hands drift past your shorts, rubbing yourself through your underwear and feeling how aroused you were, making you let out a small whimper around eren. he looked down at the sound and noticed you touching yourself, biting his lip and slowing his assault on your throat. "you're enjoying this aren't you?" he lifted your head up and a line of saliva was connected from his member to your bottom lip, making him smirk. "you dirty slut..."

you were in no position to deny it when you had your hands halfway down your pants, so you just rolled your eyes and connected your mouth back to his tip, giving a particularly hard  suck that made him hiss and his hips stutter. "you're lucky i'm even letting you touch yourself right now..." he groaned out. "now, make me cum."

and you followed through for the most part, going back down on him, letting your tongue work him up and through, while his head held you right where he wanted to until you felt his seed shoot into the back of your throat making you cough and pull away, swallowing it anyways.

eren panted out and let go of your hair, balancing himself on the bed while using his other hand to rub himself through his orgasm while you climbed onto the bed behind him, beginning to strip your shorts, eren's eyes following along to watch you pull the fabric over your legs and onto the floor and unclasp your bra, throwing it alongside your shorts. his gaze went down to the wet spot on your underwear and you didn't miss the way his tongue slipped overtop of his lips. "so you like it when i talk to you like that, hm?" he hummed, pulling up his boxers and shimmying his sweats the rest of the way off his own legs.

eren crawled between your legs, grabbing onto your ankles and pulling your forth so that your head hit the pillow and you were now under him, his hands making their way to your thighs, grabbing and palming at them harshly before making his way to the wet patch on your panties."i bet you can't wait until i fuck this little cunt of yours." he murmurs pressing his fingers against your clit making your legs squeeze around his sides, a small gasp eliciting from you.

you moved your hand down to try and help your relieve some of the ache inside of you but eren was quicker; grabbing your wrist once more and slamming into the bed, shaking his head at you while you lolled your head back and let your hips rise up in anticipation. "look how greedy..." he taunted.

"jesus, eren, do something if you're not gonna let me," you whined, jutting your hips into the air causing eren to snicker but begin to pull down your underwear anyways. you let out a breath of relief at the feeling of the cool air hitting your wet pussy, and that breath was brought right back, getting caught in your throat when you felt eren's fingers slide against your folds.

"you're so wet... if i knew i could get you like this i would've fucked you a long time ago." he finally slid a finger into you and you sighed deeply, but that one finger wasn't enough and eren's pace was tortuously slow.

"eren, please,"

"you're begging already?" he smirked down at you and continued to pump his one stupid finger in and out of you slowly and you whined, your hips moving up in down trying to make yourself feel more full. "beg me some more then, ask for another finger, and be nice."

you put an arm over your forehead and furrowed your eyebrows, looking angrily at eren. you knew you couldn't find for dominance with eren, especially with the way he was acting with you at the moment, but you didn't want to beg either; yet how else would you get your pleasure? you had to put your pride aside for a minute and beg. "eren, please."

eren scoffed and raised an eyebrow at you. "that's all? i could stop right—"

"fuck, eren, please add another finger, please?" you huffed, and eren rolled his eyes at you but added another finger making you groan and clench around the digits. "yes, yes..."

eren made himself comfortable, leaning down on the bed and positioning himself somewhat beside you, his palm supporting his head and your leg trapped underneath his armpit now, while he continued thrusting his fingers in and out of you until he curled them and made you buck your hips into the air. "uh huh, right there!" you yelled out when he hit your sweet spot.

eren moved his fingers away from the spot and continued his normal pace causing your hand to fly down grab his wrist. "eren, go back!" you cried out and he ignored your pleads.

"you can do better begging."

my god, what did he want from you?

"eren, oh my god, please just do that again."

"not good enough."

"eren—"

"you don't sound like you really want it."

this boy was gonna be the death of you.

"i want your fingers... please, hit that spot again," you twisted his wrist so his fingers would point upwards inside of you again. "right there, eren... please, for me?" you begged him, letting your hips grind down into his fingers and you almost choked out when you felt them hit that same spot. you were so close, you could feel that bubbly feeling in your stomach and your jaw dropped open, you were so close, you were so close you were—

he stopped.

he fucking stopped.

"eren!" you screamed your claws once again digging into his wrist with a sob. "why, why, i was almost there!"

"i know." he said blatantly, watching you squirm from beside him that same bored expression you had earlier detailing his face tauntingly.

"then go!" you sobbed and slapped at his upper arm repeatedly until you felt his hand back in your hair tugging harshly, your head jerking back and him now closer to your face. "please..." you felt like you were saying for the umpteenth time that night.

he leaned towards your ear, letting his hand loosen from your head. "talk to me nicely before i leave you here to get yourself off." he mumbled before letting his fingers continue to drive inside of you while your hips pushed down to meet them to build up that same feeling from earlier, this time eren not stopping until you let out a scream of his name, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and you creaming on his fingers, your juices coating them, causing a lewd sound to elicit as he pulled them out.

your chest heaved up and down as you tried to catch your breath, but you were quickly forced to breath through your nose when eren's wet fingers entered your mouth making you taste your own release. "suck," he told you, and you were too tired to try to do anything slick back, letting your tongue swirl around them and pulling off giving him the opportunity to come down and kiss you, slipping in his tongue quickly so he could taste you as well. "good job." he watched as your body still convulsed slightly from your orgasm but that didn't stop him from pulling you by your waist and flipping your body over effortlessly.

"'m gonna fuck you so stupid."

eren wastes no time pulling down his boxers for the second time and kicking them away while you raised your hips just wanting him buried inside of you as soon as possible. he came up behind you,  using his palm to push down your back some more until it was arched completely, running his hand back up your spine and giving your ass a good slap. he rubs his dick against your folds teasingly, waiting until you let out a whimper to push his head in slowly, both of you groaning simultaneously. "fuck," eren sighs, continuing to push himself in until he bottomed out. "so tight,"

eren begins to pull in and out of you slowly, getting used to the feeling of your walls wrapped around him, his face scrunched up in pleasure much likes yours, your hands gripping the sheets so tightly and you couldn't help but moan out eren's name. he snaked his hand up to your neck, leaning forward so he was pressed against your back until he pulled you up so you were flush against him. he began to pound into you more fervently, your ass clapping against his lower abdomen, the two of you moaning out together.

"shit," eren kissed your shoulder and bit down slightly harder making you wince against him and his hands tighten around your neck tantalizingly. "you like when i fuck you like this? when i use you like this?" his lips returned to the spot he bit, sucking a hard mark and then coming back up, pulling you against him harder while he fucked into you harder. you tried to suck in a breath but his grip around your throat was strong, so your jaw hung open no air coming in until you tapped eren's thigh causing him to release his grip so you could suck in a breath. he resorted to give you a break, his hand going up until they had you opening your mouth up so he could place his fingers in your mouth, holding it open and spitting into it making you whimper and clench around him. he pulled the digits out and let his hand trail back up your hair for the umpteenth time and pulling your head to the side so your neck was bare to him, letting him suck dark marks into your soft skin while he drilled you.

"cause you're a whore for shit like this, right? letting me spit in your mouth like that..."and the words coming out of his mouth made his hips stutter and groan, him finally letting your body fall back into an arch while he moved his hands to your hips and pulled you back on him while he fucked into you more, nails digging into your skin, and you could already see the bruises you would have the day after. the pleasure quickly was becoming too much, the feeling of eren's saliva sitting on your tongue, the way each one of his strokes his so deep inside of you, the way he treated you so roughly all had tears collecting in the corners until you were screaming for the second time that night, your hand gripping impossibly tight at the sheets and one flying backwards trying to find eren's thigh to grab at as well while your orgasm crashed over you again abruptly.

"eren!" you sobbed out letting eren pull the hand that was searching for his leg back so your head was slightly lifted off the bed, your breasts bouncing with each of his thrusts.

"fuck, 'm gonna cum.." eren panted, feeling your walls pulse around him as you came, soaking him even further. his forehead was sweaty and causing the flyaways in the front of his bun to stick to his forehead as well as his abs to glisten in the slightest from behind you.

"cum inside me..." you blabbered out, jaw still strung open from the pleasure flooding your body.

eren hissed as he felt himself climax as well, cumming inside you and filling you up, his movements stopping and his chest resting against your back, one hand on the bed to hold him up over you. once he was a little calmed he slid out of you and spread one of your cheeks to watch his cum attempt to drip out of you, but he stopped it, using his fingers to push it back inside of you, his mouth in an 'o' shape as he watched it, feeling himself already feeling hard again, and he still wasn't satisfied yet. "'m not done yet," he heaved out and watched as your hips fell to the bed. "one more round."

"am i that good?" you said with your finger pulling down your bottom lip as he dragged your hips down to the edge of the bed and turned your body over harshly. seeing your fucked out face in front of him was such a turn on, tear streaks down the side of your face, your lips swollen and a crease between your brows from eren's constant onslaught.

"shut the fuck up." eren slipped right back into you, feeling his own cum around him that he forgot about for a brief moment. he thrusts into you harder, making your body jolt repeatedly, your tits bouncing and him grabbing onto one, twirling his fingers around your nipple before grabbing at you breast hard making you hiss and grab his upper arm, dragging your nails down it.

"make me." you snapped back with your nail still embedded in his skin.

eren gave you a surprised look at your retaliation and snaked his hand around your throat once more. "you got some nerve talking to me like that when i just fucked your lights out."

you twisted your face and took it upon yourself to spit at him, your saliva landing on his cheek and he gave you a look of shock making you smirk at him until his eyes glowered over, his hand around your throat coming up to slap your face like you did to him earlier, and in the same manner your head flew to the side. luckily, he didn't slap you too hard but you could still feel the stinging sensation filling up the side of your face. "fuck is wrong with you?"

"fuck you!" you retorted as he wiped your spit on your sternum and slapped away the hand that was clawing at his upper arm.

"aren't you already doing that dumbass?" and he gave you a brief reminder, his hips bucking up into you harshly making you let out a gasp. "i guess you forgot."

you let your hand fly over your mouth when eren's cock brushed over that same spot from earlier as he lifted your hips slightly to try to get a deeper position in efforts to cum, but you were steps ahead of him; your stomach turning as his dick hit your g-spot again and again, your vision hazing over as you climaxed for the third time, no noise even coming from your throat, eren only knowing from the way your body began twitching and the way you clamped around him.

although, that didn't stop his pace, him essentially overstimulating you.

he rode you through your high and beyond, the feeling of your wetness around him mixed with his own cum edging him forward trying to reach his own high. the feeling of his pelvis rubbing against your clit once he lowered his hips had you trying to crawl away from the overstimulation as he leaned over you feeling how close he was. "_____..." eren puffed, leaning into your neck as he continued to drill into you. "god, 'm gonna cum again..."

you couldn't even respond, trying to keep in your own cries as tears streamed down your face again while eren groaned against your neck, the vibrations being felt through your chest. his hips stuttered once more but this time he pulled out, rubbing himself a few times until his cum sputtered onto your chest and stomach, another moan being let out from him followed by another large huff of breath before he collapsed onto the bed beside you. "god... _____." you couldn't even respond, your body still shaking slightly and your eyes closed while you continued to let out small snivels and whines. his eyes trailed over to you, looking at the dried tear stains on your face, the hickeys splattered across your neck, his cum painting your chest and stomach, the bruises on your hips, your swollen clit and puffy pussy, and his cum slicked near your entrance. "i fucked you up."

eren got up and in record time came back with a wet rag that you could care less about where he got it from. he wiped you up, the feeling of the warm water comforting you, your body finally calmed down. you sat up once he left the room once more and looked around, quickly realizing you couldn't put back on your dirtied shirt. you sighed and realized you would have to go back downstairs to grab one where your bag filled with your belongings was. eren came back in the room and grabbed your underwear and shorts for you, handing you the ladder and stuffing your panties into his pocket.

"what are you doing?" you asked looking at the undergarment hanging out of his sweats that he had put on earlier before leaving the room.

"keeping these." he smirked at you while you sat there with a pout.

"eren, i need those, i can't go down there... my bra and shirt are dirty and i need to grab clo--,"

"i'll go grab all your stuff for you."

"i still need my underwear." eren ignored you, shuffling out the room and heading back downstairs. once again, pretty fast, he came back in the room handing you your bag. "i'm gonna take a quick shower..." you looked up at eren who was still eyeing you, his eyes flickering to various parts of your still bare body. "are they awake?"

"everyone's knocked but armin, mikasa and surprisingly hitch, i thought she would've passed out by now. i'm pretty sure they heard us judging by the way they looked at me."

"oh..." you looked down at your bag and felt a little better about the confrontation you would have to face tomorrow. "...can you wait for me?" you asked hesitantly, eren's eyes gleaming at your question.

"yeah, i'll wait."

                                                          ❀ ❀ ❀

you were now changed out, eren having thrown the sheets and your clothes into jean's wash, which now gave you a good idea of how close he actually was to your friend, despite how much they argued much like you and eren. "you good?" eren asked, laying on the bed with a new pair of bedding on top, him laying on the duvet.

"yeah..."

"you sure? you're walking funny." you flipped him off and sat down on the edge of the bed beside him. "you ready to go back downstairs and pretend this never happened?" he asked you a slight edge to his voice even though you knew he meant it in a joking manner.

"wait, can we talk about all this first?" you turned your body to eren. "so are we still gonna pretend we hate each other or whatever? or are we cool now?"

eren pondered on your question for a minute. "depends, do you still want everyone to think we hate each other, or do you genuinely want to be cool? i mean i just fucked the sh--"

"eren, shut up." you cut him off quickly with a raise of your hand. "we can talk to the ones who are up right now because they're obviously gonna ask questions, especially hitch..."

"so what? everyone else is just gonna see us become buddy buddy?"

"we're obviously still gonna argue, eren, that isn't gonna change because of your ass... i just won't pretend i hate you so much."

"so you were pretending to hate me?"

"you're the one who wanted to fuck me."

"and you went along with it."

"this is why i hate you."

"i thought you were pretending?"

"i wasn't."

an awkward silence loomed over the two of you before you both burst out into laughter that died down quickly. "you're so stupid." you said before standing up. "c'mon, let's go."

as the two of you headed downstairs you first headed for the kitchen to drink some water before you were gonna knock out on the couch, hitch already in there bent over the sink.

"you okay?" you asked her as you headed for the fridge.

"no, my head hurts like crazy... i took a little nap and when i woke up my head was pounding."

"it was all that alcohol." you chuckled, plucking a cold water bottle from the fridge.

"yeah? and was it all that alcohol that made you go fuck jaeger? i mean i know i said he was cute... i think, but--"

"you heard that?" your eyes widened as you turned around towards her, a smile tugging at her lips.

"honey, i think we all did, half of us just tried to block it out with the movie."

you slapped your hand against your forehead, your initial plan to fall asleep on the couch then pretend nothing happened wasn't even available anymore.

"jean's gonna kill me." you muttered before opening your water bottle and taking a swig of the liquid that cooled your sore throat.

"yup, jean's gonna kill you." and you could only glare at hitch because, well... she was right.

"i'm blaming it on that stupid whiskey if he asks." you said before walking out the kitchen.

"you can't blame all your problems on alcohol!" hitch replied before you turned the corner with a shake of your head.

#eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren x reader #eren jaeger #eren yeager #eren jaeger smut #eren yeager smut #eren aot #attack on titan

[moemammon]

When I was in High School, my crush and I got into a fight and neither of us were talking to each other. One day I was headed up the stairwell to get to my science class, when I saw them coming up from behind... I don't think they had even noticed me yet considering that they were busy talking to their friend BUT I am slow going up stairs so even if I rushed up the stairs roadrunner style they would have caught up to me, well; the little corner that connects the steps going up to the second floor and the steps heading down to the ground floor had a large open window... and I jumped out, like I literally just jumped out. I didn't even think it through, I just saw the window and my body was like "Yep, IK what to do." I landed on a bush or tree? It's too big to call a bush but too small to call a tree, landed in a squat before my feet gave out and I fall onto my knees and got two large grass stains on my jeans knee part, couldn't walk right either after that landing, I was shaky all day lol but it was a risk well calculated bc the whole thing would have been so awkward. I mean we used to be like BFFS before the rumors began and then they started and we just stopped talking without warning, we couldn't even look at each other. Our science partners, bc we were in groups of four, literally got fed up of our bullshit bc we literally refused to acknowledge the others existence... anyway, I digress...

Anyway, this whole story is a long winded way of me requesting how the brothers would react to an MC that literally just jumps out windows to avoid awkward moments, or to dodge people that want to ask them for favors, or when they straight up want to avoid someone?

And sorry about the large ass message, but thanks for letting me vent

You have a special place in my heart, window-jumping anon. Just uhhhhhhh look down next time okay? Ily

The Demon Brothers react to GN!MC jumping out of a window to avoid an awkward moment

(Mario jumping sound effect)

Lucifer

He approached you after class to ask exactly what you were snickering at your D.D.D. about during class.

Must've been real funny if you weren't listening to your lecture, huh?

"I imagine you've somehow found something worthy of laughing about in Demonology 101?"

You do not have the guts to tell him that you and Mammon were texting back and forth, abusing a new photo editing app to alter pictures of the eldest himself.

I mean, take a wild guess about how he’d react to seeing how big you edited his head to be-

The avatar of pride lets his eyes pierce into you, like he's trying to stare a hole through your blanket of "uh"s and "um"s,

You don't exactly see a way out of this one, but you can NOT let Lucifer see your photo gallery.

So you glance to your left to the open classroom window, and do the only thing you can think of: you jump.

Luckily you're on the ground floor so you??? really didn't have to jump so dramatically. But the fact that you yeeted yourself into a bush JUST to escape has left Lucifer speechless.

Honestly? He so impressed with your dedication that he's not gonna stop you. Besides, he's gonna see you back at home anyway so-

Also thinks you might be hanging around Mammon too much because that 100% seems like a stunt he’d pull.

Mammon

GIVE GOLDIE BACK RIGHT NOW

He KNOWS Lucifer told you to bring the credit card to him, and he demands to know where it's hidden! He's positive you know where it is!

But you don't really though?? You just brought the card to him like you were asked. If anything, you're the victim here!

But Mammon isn't having that. The avatar of greed is circling around you like an angry cat, patting you all over like airport security to see if you've got his beloved card.

"Where is it, huh?! Ya really think you can steal from THE Mammon?! Even if Lucifer told ya to, who do ya think you are?!"

When he has confirmed that you don't in fact have his previous Goldie, he's now cornering you up against a wall.

If looks could kill, you would've exploded into a fine powder

And you feel like your mental strength is about to do just that. So what do you do after you notices the slightest of breezes caress your face?

You jump outta that open window, before Mammon can even finish his "Wh- Oi! What're ya-"

Even though you just face planted into the garden, you're up on your feet and making a mad dash for somewhere that wasn't here.

Mammon lets you run for ten while seconds before he's hopping out after you. You think you can outfox the Great Mammon?! Think again!!!

Levi

You... weren't interested in this movie in the slightest, but you didn't have the heart to tell Levi that. Especially not after he’d begged/harassed you for the past week about watching it with him!

Reluctantly you agreed, and now you were suffering,,,But Levi was ecstatic! This movie was a classic! Sure it was an old one and the acting was a little bad, but you could overlook that if you watched it with your heart, not your eyes!

According to Levi.

You managed to keep your eyes open for the grueling one and a half hour movie, enduring every corny line of bad acting, horrible CGI, and lame sound effects straight out of a 90s super hero movie, and now the hell was finally over...

Or so you though, until Levi followed that up by immediately pulling out a cosplay outfit worn by one of the supporting characters in the show.

Funny how it seemed specifically tailored to your measurements. Even funnier how Levi was looking at you with those damned eyes.

You knew what he wanted without him even having to say it. But one look at the gaudy outfit he presented to you made your heart burn with a sudden indescribable urge.... to escape.

Honestly you caught him so off guard by suddenly getting up and sprinting out of the room, that he makes a sound that's pretty much the noise equivalent of "?!?!?!?!?!?"

He watches you run down to the end of the hall, throw the window open, and fuckin JUMP. Pretty sure he just witnessed your death??

Also this kinda solidified his 'gross otaku' mentality, seeing as you literally jumped out of a window to get out of cosplaying with him. A simple no would've sufficed, MC.......,.,,..,,,

Hey gamers... can we get an F in the chat? 😔✌️💦

Satan

Satan lent you a book to read last week that he was sure you'd be interested in! He found it pretty interesting himself, so he wants to see if you'd like it as much as he did.

That being said, you don't have the heart to tell him that you,,, didn't read any of it. Well you kind of did, if the cover counts for anything.

You doubt he would accept that as an answer, considering how you told him how much you appreciated receiving the book, and how you'd definitely read it and let him know how it was.

So now, Satan had come into your room with two cups of tea, ready to settle down and have a nice, long talk about your thoughts on the riveting plot that you promised you would indulge in.

"I'm really glad you decided to read it. I found that the protagonist reminded me a lot like you. I'd like to know what you thought about it."

Satan sets down the tea cups, and one sip tells you that he brewed it exactly the way you like.

His expression is eager and warm as he waits for you to begin gushing about just how deeply the story touched you... how absolutely moved you are by the sheer majesty that was the book he lent you...

Okay yeah, you're sweating bullets. You can't imagine how the sparkly eyed avatar of wrath would react to learning that you chose the company of your D.D.D. over Satan's book.

You don't have such an ice cold hard that you can just crush this book nerds dreams like that! And every time you look at his expectant face, the weight of your crimes weigh heavier on you until... you break.

Satan watches in shock and awe as you almost perfectly reenact the big scene where the main character leaps out of the window of a building rigged to explode, before making their escape. And you did just that.

Wow.. he never thought you could be so moved by a story, but he completely understands...

Asmo

How many outfits, Asmo. HOW MANY OUTFTITS WILL IT TAKE TO APPEASE YOU?

He's made you model TWELVE outfits so far, and you swear if you see another ascot, you're gonna lose your mind.

Asmodeus doesn't seem to notice the way the light slowly fades from your eyes, because he's pulling out outfit number thirteen with that cheery smile of his.

"Isn't this one absolutely adorable? Look, this part will look lovely around your waist! This part here hugs your body in all the right places, and this-"

You can't do it. You've gotta get out of here. You'd love to stand around and get mild rug burn from trying on a billion different clothes, but-

Actually no you wouldn't.

You DID promise Asmo you'd hang out with him today, but this wasn't really your idea of a good time.

"-Oooh, just thinking about it makes me want to eat you up~! Here, put it on for me, will you? I'll give you a kiss as a reward!"

You would do no such thing.

You make a mad dash for his ornate window and push it open. He has no time to stop you as he helplessly watches you vault yourself out like the room was on fire.

"MC?! Wh-where are you going?? Come back here! Grass stains are impossible to get out of that fabric!!!"

Beel

He means well. I swear he does. It's just that Beel can be a little... overbearing when he's worried about you. He cares, okay?

But he hasn't seen you eat anything all day! You tell him it's because you've got a stomach ache from who knows what, and you promise you've had little snacks here and there to keep from starving, but he can't accept that!

Eating is important, and you need it to survive. So Beelzebub was currently trying to nudge your mouth open with a pizza slice, while you vehemently refused. "Just one bite. And then another after that. You have to eat, or you'll go hungry... and I don't want that."

Beel knows the true pain of being hungry, and he’d never wish that on you! So just forget about your stomach ache for two seconds and open up-

Not that you really can. The aroma of that pizza was not sitting well on your stomach, and you were pretty sure you needed a fast escape or you'd risk losing your lunch. Greasy foods didn't exactly mix well with sour stomachs...

Beel still won't let up. He has a strong hand planted firmly on the small of your back, as if trying to prevent you from leaning back any further in your attempt to escape the pizza.

"If you eat this, I'll treat you to dessert at Madam Screams," he says, as if bribing your refusal of food USING food will somehow work out.

You can't break his heart, but you seriously can't eat that! Your head is spinning, thoughts racing, face becoming greasier and greasier from the pizza pressed against it, and-

You snap. In a sudden burst of strength you break free from Beel's grasp, and sprint toward the nearest window. All you see is your chance for freedom, and you're taking it.

You leap out and tumble into the ground, all while Beelzebub wonders what?? Just happened???? Did you really hate pizza that much...?

He never knew you were such a picky eater... To think you'd go so far as to jump out of the window though...

Belphie

You thought it was cute at first, when Belphegor wanted you to join him for his naps. And you didn't mind much. It was the weekend, you were tired, and he makes a pretty good body pillow.

But you didn't realize he planned for this to become an everyday thing. The youngest might not act it, but he sure could be spoiled.

But seriously, if you slept any longer, you might never have a normal sleep schedule again! It never occurred to you just how often Belphie sleeps.

He's definitely not human, because there's no way you can keep up with that, and maintain a normal lifestyle.

But the way he quietly, gently grabs your sleeve to cue your next nap session makes your heart clench. Why was it so damned hard to say no to this gremlin??

You were trying your best though, but the words always seemed to get caught in your throat. Belphie picked apart your excuses, doing everything in his power to take you back to the attic.

"You can study when you wake up." "Mammon wants to go shopping? Reschedule." "Lucifer told you not to be late to the board meeting? Just hide."

You're starting to get sucked into the sleepy lull of his voice, and it feels like your entire body is becoming heavy with fatigue. But no.... you resist!

Since there's no escaping this through words, you have to think fast. Fortunately, your fast thinking has led to an amazing solution!

Jump out of the window, baby

Belphie is just??? Did you fuckin???? Are your legs okay??????????????

He probably stops asking you to nap with him for a while, since you're willing to almost break your legs just to get out of it. You're gonna make him have weird dreams....

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[wakasugar]

Powerless.

Kyotani x M!reader

Summary;; Maddog is in a bad mood, but so are you.

⚠️;; light violence??, repetitive mentions of bruises, name-calling?? (To Y/n ‘bitch, dipshit’/To Kyotani ‘dipshit, puppyboy’)

You knew Kyotani Kentarou wasn't someone to be messed with, seeing as he always seems to be in a bad mood. Because of this, you never really talked to him unless it was about something important.

But today, you were in a particularly shitty mood.

You were just walking around the school during lunch break, trying to calm yourself down—when you noticed Kyotani walking towards you. He seemed like he was just going to pass by, so you decided to engage in any type of contact with him. As you two got closer and closer, you guessed that you must've misjudged the distance between the two of you–why? Because you accidentally bumped shoulders.

Even if it was an accident, you still felt that you needed to apologize. “Oh, I'm sor—ack-!” You were caught off guard when Kyotani grabbed you by the collar of your uniform. To be honest, you were more annoyed than scared. Kentarou was known for this kind of behavior.

“Oi, dipshit! Watch where you're going! I'm already in a shitty mood right now, and I don't need you making it worse!” The thing is, you were that one guy who just blended in with the crowd. You were, to put it plainly, a nerd. And due to this assumption, Kentarou didn't see you as someone he needed to be wary of.

He couldn't have been more wrong.

“Oh wow! I was just thinking the same thing about you, ‘dipshit’!” You said cheerfully, smiling genuinely as if you didn't insult him. You grabbed his wrist with the grip of a thousand men, forcing him to let go of your shirt. Once he did, you allowed him to yank his wrist from your deadly grasp.

The blonde gave you a death glare, rubbing his now semi-bruised wrist. “The hell did you call me, bitch!?” He looked about ready to kill you now. You could literally see the rage swelling around him—almost as if he were powering up for a transformation. “Who the hell do think y—” He stopped midsentence upon realizing you had pinned him against the wall by the same wrist you bruised earlier. The stinging pain almost made him cry.

“You're so damn loud. Like a feral animal. Living up to your nickname, huh—” You leaned in, your face too close for the other man's comfort. “Mad—dog.”

The primal look in your eyes rivaled that of Oikawa's when he last spoke to the third year setter. He felt that same chill run down his spine. But this time, he couldn't retreat, seeing as he was quite literally against a wall. Kentarou's breath became short. He didn't know what to do. Despite you two being around the same height, in his current position, he felt so small. Like a cornered mouse with nowhere to run. He felt..

..powerless.

Slowly, you backed away from Kyotani. Just enough to where he could breathe properly. “Don't start shit if you can't finish it, Kentarou.” You put a hand on his shoulder—which caused him to flinch. “Take care, puppyboy!” You say, continuing your earlier walk– leaving Kentarou disheveled against the wall, once again holding his now further bruised wrist.

The blonde could still feel your iron grip on him. He didn't want to admit it, but you had impressive strength. This feeling of admiration overtook the pain he felt before. His cheeks began to heat up, a soft pink-ish red tint appearing on his still stunned face.

Even though his pride wouldn't let him say it, he now had higher respect for you.

I didn't realize until I finished this that Bakugou would also fit this scenario lol

#kyotani kentaro #kyotani x reader #kyotani x male reader #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! #male reader #m! reader #x male reader #male y/n

[parkersbliss]

hey could i request a kaz fic with prompts: 001, 007 and 041? pleasee let it end in fluff i can’t bare angst after your last fic lol <3

yes ofc ofc, kaz fluff for you

Dead Man | K. Brekker

prompts: 001: “Why do you care?” 007: “Give me one good reason.” 041: “I cant stand the sight of you in someone else’s arms!”

Masterlist | Taglist | Prompt List

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Kaz wasn’t a jealous person. That’s what he tells himself, but he believes it’s far from true. Then again, he didn’t have to believe it to be true. He seems to lie to himself a lot. He’s also noticed he seems to lie a lot more when you’re involved.

His favorite lie would have to be, I’m not in love with (Y/N). He definitely was.

But Kaz Brekker was too prideful to ever admit that. Being in love gave you a weakness, and Kaz was not weak. Far from it, actually. He was the most feared man in Ketterdam. There was a reason he was successful, and that was simply because he didn’t have a weakness.

Well, a weakness that people knew about.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Jesper asked, casting a sideways glance at you.

Kaz rolls his eyes, slamming his hands down on the table. “Unless you have a better one, I suggest you shut up.”

Jesper opens his mouth to object, but he shakes his head and shuts up.

Good, he knows better.

“Looking good is a Jesper talent, isn’t it?”

Jesper straightens his back and his jacket, brushing his thumb against his lip. “Why yes, it is.”

“Then I don’t see the problem. You just have to do it with (Y/N).”

You nod, bumping shoulders with the Zemeni boy. “Yeah, we could be a great power couple.”

Jesper laughs nervously, looking at Kaz and seeing the slightest hint of murder in his eyes. There was nothing wrong with the plan except the part where Jesper has to play your boyfriend when Kaz has the biggest crush on you known to man. Jesper knew better than to get in his way. He would really prefer to keep his life than get his head chopped off with a single look.

“You both know your target?” Kaz asked.

You and Jesper nod.

“Good. Get in, get the info and get out. No gambling and no drinking.” He points an accusing finger at Jesper. “I don’t think I have to explain that to you, (Y/N). Any objections?”

Jesper shakily raises his hand. “Yes, so why can’t you go as (Y/N)’s boyfriend?”

Inej looks to Jesper with raised eyebrows. “Are you serious right now?”

“I just think that they would make a more convincing couple!”

“Jesper,” Kaz said lowly, and he knows he’s in for it. “When I say you’re posing as (Y/N)’s boyfriend, you are posing as her boyfriend. Do I make myself clear?”

“Crystal,” Jesper squeaks.

Kaz pulls back, slapping his cane on the ground and leaning his hands on it. When Jesper doesn’t move, he rolls his eyes, “Well, get to it!”

“Right!” Jesper said, scrambling to get out of the room.

“He seems awfully nervous,” You said.

“I’ll go check on him,” Inej said, passing by you with a smile.

That leaves you and Kaz.

“You were a bit harsh on him, don’t you think?” You asked.

Kaz shrugs. “Not really. It’s Jesper.”

“I think you scared the poor boy half to death.”

Kaz raises a single brow at you. “I don’t see an issue. He still has half to go.”

You let out a soft chuckle, and Kaz swears his heart stops for just a moment. He could listen to it forever.

“Is there a reason you’re so adamant about him being my fake boyfriend?”

“He’s the best choice.”

“Right.”

“You beg to differ?”

You shake your head, “Not at all.”

Kaz knows you did, but he doesn’t say anything. “You should get ready.”

You nod, “Yeah, I should. I’ll see you after, boss.”

…

“Wow,” Jesper said, offering his arm to you. “You look dazzling.”

“I learn from the best,” You wink, looping your arm through his.

Kaz’s lips are pursed into a straight line, and Jesper will be grateful when he’s out of his sight and range.

“Inej and I will be across the street. You know what to do if it goes south.”

“Sure do, Boss,” Jesper replied, eager to leave.

Kaz nods, stepping back, and you both enter the club. He leads you towards the bar and takes a seat. You stand next to him, scanning the crowd for the target.

“Put your arm around my waist,” You hiss to Jesper when you spot him.

“I don’t know about that,” Jesper laughed nervously.

“Jesper.”

“Okay!”

He slips an arm around your waist, nervously looking around to ensure Kaz can’t see. When he’s sure he’s safe, he relaxes a bit more. Everything goes smooth as you wait for your target to come over. You didn’t want to lure him in case that made you both more suspicious. It takes longer than both of you want, but eventually, he makes it to the only open seat in the bar; the one next to you.

He orders a few shots and Jesper makes the first move. “Rough night?”

He groans. “You have no idea.”

“Try me.”

“I’m Archer,” The target said, but of course, you already knew that. He was working for a Mercher, who rumor had it - recently imported something worth millions. Kaz wanted to know what it was and if it was worth it.

“Roman,” Jesper grinned, sticking out a hand.

“And what about this pretty lady?”

You gave him your fake name with a smile as you shuffle closer to Jesper.

“Boss is treating me like shit,” Archer groans, taking a shot. Jesper offers to pay for more. The tipsier he got, the more he would spill. “We got this new import the other week, been on high security since. Doubled my hours, didn’t double my pay.”

“New import? What could be so valuable?”

Archer shrugs. “I have no idea. Not allowed to tell, anyway. Sorry bud.”

“That’s a damn shame.”

Archer leans in, alcohol evident in his breath and you almost choke. “Between you and me, I think it’s some new weapon from Novyi Zem.”

There it was.

Jesper raises his brows. “Do you know what kind?”

“Some kind of gun, or guns.”

Jesper leans back. “Huh. I assume he keeps them in the back.”

Archer shakes his head. “No, he’s too cautious with this. He keeps in the vault in the basement.”

“A vault? Must be worth a lot.”

“Top security clearance. He has it scan his eyes, then his fingerprint and a password to get in.”

“My god,” Jesper laughed. “That’s a lot.”

Archer takes another shot. “You’re telling me.”

You don’t say much, playing the part of dumb arm candy. Your eyes wander the club when you spot a familiar face. He’s walking towards you.

You take a deep breath, turning your head to Jesper. You lean in to whisper, “We got someone coming towards us. He knows us. We need to hide.”

“How?”

“Kiss me.”

“You are out of your mind,” Jesper hisses. God, if Kaz found out, he would be dead in seconds.

“It’s that or death. I promise I don’t bite.”

“Are you two okay?” Archer asked.

Jesper coughs, pushing you off. “Yes, the misses it just eager to get home.”

Archer nods. “I see. I should get going too.”

Jesper lets him. You already got enough information.

“Jesper,” You whisper, tugging on his coat.

He was a dead man either way.

He grabs your face, kissing you with his eyes closed. It doesn’t mean anything to either of you. It’s just the difference between life and death for now. He can see the person leave out of the corner of his eyes. He’s about to pull back when a cane slams the bar floor. Jesper jumps back.

He is so dead.

Kaz's eyes blaze with something much more than rage, and Jesper doesn’t doubt it’s for him.

“Kaz,” you breathe out.

“We’re done here.”

Jesper stands up from the bar, letting go of you. “Yes, we are.”

He practically runs out of there, leaving you with a very pissed-off Kaz.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

He ignores you and walks away.

“Kaz?” You shout, catching up with him.

“What?” He snaps, never looking at you as you walk back to the slat. Jesper was gone, probably hiding somewhere. Inej was covering for him, but Kaz pays no mind.

“We got the information. Why are you so mad?”

Kaz throws open the door to his office, standing behind his desk and finally looking up. “You want to know why I’m so mad?”

“Yes!”

“Because you kissed Jesper!”

“What?” You asked. You couldn’t understand why he was so mad about that. He was the one who assigned him as your partner. “Why do you care?”

It’s not meant to come off rude, you just didn’t understand.

Kaz purses his lips and looks the other way. He can’t bring himself to say why; he won’t admit his weakness.

“Give me one good reason,” You beg. “I’m not mad at you, Kaz. I just don’t underst-”

“I can’t stand the sight of you in someone else’s arms!”

That’s not what you expected. However, it makes your stomach do flips. You swallow the butterflies.

“Then why did you partner Jesper and me together?” You asked softly.

Kaz sighs, “I thought I could prove to myself that I wasn’t in love with you by seeing you with him.”

You snort. “And how did that work out?”

“It didn’t.”

“So what are you gonna do about it?”

Kaz can hear the mischief in your voice. He’s expecting rejection, but you sound happy.

“I think I’m going to admit that I’m in love with you,” he said, turning back around to face you.

“Well, that’s good,” You grin, grabbing his coat and pulling him the slightest bit closer. He doesn’t pull away. “Cause I’m in love with you too.”

#poor jesper man 😭 #kaz is just grilling him #kaz brekker imagine #kaz brekker one shot #kaz brekker fluff #kaz brekker angst #kaz brekker fic #kaz brekker fanfic #kaz brekker x you #kaz brekker x reader #kaz brekker #soc #six of crows imagine #six of crows #crooked kingdom #grishaverse #shadow and bone

[bluejaem]

egoistic — n.jm

“oh, i’ll see you later, na jaemin.” you aggressively whispered.

pairing. na jaemin × gn!reader

genre. no idea, plot twist(?)

word count. 0.538k

author’s note. a tiny drabble on this genre of jaem ‘cause, in his words, it’s sexy.

the bells attached to the door clink as you enter the flower shop— a soft smile plastered on your face, and your arms wrapped around that of the lad’s who stood beside you.

“how may i help you guys?” a voice asked, greeting you both with the same amount of affection in her smile.

“we’re here to collect our order from last week,” jaemin responded. he then turned to face you, “it’s actually our second anniversary.” he looked back at the florist as he completed his sentence.

“oh, wow, congratulations on this special occasion!” the florist smiled as she looked at the two of you.

“thank you so much. time goes by so soon, but love never fades away,” you said, clutching tighter onto jaemin’s arm, while the smile on his face never once left his lips.

“i’m so happy for the two of you, really. and under what name had you guys placed the order?” she asked, opening an old book which looked like a record-book.

“jaemin, jaemin na.” he said.

the florist noted something in her book and looked back up at you guys, “alright then! please give me a minute, i’ll go and fetch the bouquet.”

she bowed to you guys to excuse herself, and opening the door behind her, she had left the room.

three. two. one.

both of your smiles disappeared as soon as you guys confirmed that the florist had left the room. and you let go of jaemin’s arm.

“love never fades away, tch. now that’s new,” jaemin said, mocking your words from a while ago.

clicking your tongue in distaste, you replied, “okay, first of all, i don’t sound anything like that. and secondly, you’re talking as if you didn’t just give me those creepy heart eyes.”

you made your way towards the counter, hurriedly checking the records before the florist returned. and that’s when you heard jaemin scoffing in disbelief.

“oh, please. if it weren’t for this mission i’d never work with you, sweetheart.”

“you think i wanted to work with you? talk about not only having a big ego, but also being delusional.”

“sorry to break it to you but literally no-one in the agency wants to work with you, y/l/n.”

you halted in your tracks for a moment, keeping the flower pot that you were looking behind back in its place. and with a deceived look on your face, you said, “pfft, that isn’t true. i, for a fact, have—”

your words get interrupted when you’re met with jaemin’s unamused figure wearing a prideful smirk on his face, “uh-huh, go on.”

“you’re lucky we’re in the middle of a mission right now, na. or else—”

“stop it, the two of you. we’ve got very little time. the florist would be out the door any second now,” the voice in the ear-piece in both of you guys’ ear said.

you both silently nodded at the command and went back to do what you guys had come there for in the first place.

“oh, i’ll see you later, na jaemin,” you aggressively whispered.

“whatever you say, y/l/n.” he said, flashing you an innocent smile from where he stood, the corners of his lips lifting upwards in triumph right after.

© BLUEJAEM, 2021

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[aslitheryprinx]

can we get a part 2 to the smolbois inc story? What happens next to Tommy?

Sure!

Sorry this is so long; I haven't figured out how to add the read more section, and I kept thinking of more I wanted to add.

TW for a panic attack!

Rising Tensions part 2

How was he going to get out of this one?

When in doubt, Tommy thought, bluff your way out.

"And how do you know it wasn't a mouse?" He asked, acting offended. The giants exchanged a look.

"It's fucking rude to accuse someone you just met of stealing, did you know that? You're being rude right now," he said.

"You were sneaking around our house," Tubbo pointed out. Tommy puffed himself up, glaring at the giant with all the indignation he could muster.

"And did you consider that I'm lost, big man? Maybe I just wandered into your house by accident. Now you've accused me of sneaking and stealing." Ranboo raised an eyebrow.

"You came out of the walls," the taller giant said.

"Well… well," Tommy stammered, trying to come up with an excuse, "well, that's how I accidentally wandered in! We found these caves and found these caves, and they were all twisty and shit and we got lost and then ended up here." He realized his mistake and tried to backtrack. "I mean I got lost-"

"We? There are more of you?" Tubbo asked eagerly. Tommy felt a shiver of unease. Wasn't Tubbo some sort of scientist? Anything that made him sound that excited worried him. Besides he wasn't going to sell out his family just because the giant noticed his fuck up.

"It was just a slip of the tongue, man, fuck off!" He snapped.

"It sounds more like a slip up that you didn't want us knowing about. And you said 'we' twice," Tubbo argued, seeing right through his bullshit. Tommy stiffened. Why was he so bad at lying? Was Tubbo going to try and lure his family out now?

"Why are you trying to hide that there's more of you? Are you some sort of secret agent? Probably not, you're shit at lying. Maybe you're hiding someone important like a prince or government official! Or you're part of a traveling circus!" Tubbo rambled.

"There's not more of me, you dick!"

Tommy was having trouble staying calm. He'd been too busy trying to bullshit his way out of trouble that he hadn't focused on the situation he was actually in. What was going to happen to him? What would the giants do to him? If they caught his family, what would they do to them?

"Are you going to fucking let me go, now?" He snapped, only a tiny bit of the nervousness he felt creeping into his voice.

"Sure," Ranboo said.

"No," Tubbo said at the same time. Tommy's heart dropped.

"What do you mean no," Ranboo asked, sounding confused.

"I still have more questions! He can't go yet!" The smaller giant whined. So he wanted to keep Tommy here? Like a prisoner- or worse, a fucking pet. Breathing suddenly seemed really hard to Tommy.

"Like what?" Ranboo asked. Tubbo's eyes shone with excitement as he started to list off questions.

"Like where he's been living this whole time- I don't buy the mouse thing, I think it's been him and whoever else the whole time. It explains why there was no mouse shit. Also why is he here in the first place? And I wanna know about humans! What do they even eat? Is it the same as giants or something else? Where do humans even live? And how do they-"

"Tubbo! Tubbo, stop for a second," Ranboo interrupted, and Tubbo's rambling about human came to a halt. Ranboo was peering down at Tommy, the same concerned expression on his face.

"His… his heart is beating really fast," Ranboo said. Huh. Tommy hadn't really noticed, but it was pretty fast. It was kind of loud and uncomfortable now that he was paying attention.

"Oh, shit," Tubbo exclaimed. Then he was leaning down, peering at Tommy with wide eyes. A finger reached out and he flinched, but it never touched him. Ranboo had pulled him back away from Tubbo.

"Stop poking at him," the giant said, annoyed.

"I'm just trying to see if he's sick or something!" Tubbo protested.

"He's probably having a panic attack! I think we scared him," Ranboo said.

Panic attack? Wilbur and Techno both got those sometimes. He'd never had one, but hey, maybe it was genetics or some shit.

His vision went a little blurry, and he tried to breathe. It felt like something was sitting on his chest. Why was it so hard to breathe? He thought panic attacks just made you breathe really fast, not make you suffocate!

"Woah, woah! You've gotta breathe… um… human," Ranboo said awkwardly.

"Human?" Tubbo repeated, sounding unimpressed.

Tommy was trying so hard to breathe in. It seemed like no matter how hard he tried, none of his breaths were doing anything. He inhaled again, and there was a slight wheeze.

"I forgot to ask his name earlier!"

"What the hell man?"

"Hey, um, what is your name?"

…

Oh god, they were talking to him.

In between the struggling breaths, Tommy tried to focus on actually listening to what was going on rather than just let the noises pass over him.

"W-what?" He asked, hating how shaky his voice sounded. He blamed it on the lack of oxygen. He was ignoring his pounding heart and shaky hands.

"Your name?" Tubbo prompted.

"T-Tommy," he managed to force out between panicked breaths.

"Ok, Tommy can you try to breathe s-" Ranboo started.

"'m fucking trying to breathe!" Tommy gasped out. He meant to sound pissed, but his voice sounded weak and shaky. He hated it.

"Slowly," Ranboo said gently. "try to breathe slower."

Tommy gave him a doubtful look.

"It'll help, I promise," Ranboo said. "I get panic attacks a lot, it really does help."

Tommy tried. He did. But he kept freaking out, thinking if he didn't keep inhaling he'd just run out of air. Some part of him recognized that breathing slowly should help, but he just couldn't quite manage to do it.

"You've got this, boss man," Tubbo said softly. "Just keep trying."

He kept trying. He felt like he was going to pass out, but he managed to force himself to take longer to breathe. It did help.

"You're doing great," Ranboo encouraged.

"Yeah! Kick it's ass!" Tubbo cheered. Tommy managed a strangled sounding laugh.

It took several painful minutes, but Tommy managed to start breathing normally again. He had a headache, but he kind of thought he'd gotten off easy. He'd seen some of Wil and Techno's attacks and they could last for hours.

Now that he understood what it really felt like, he felt a sense of horror that they had to deal with this so often, and a sense of pride that his brothers were strong enough to fight them off and keep enjoying their lives. He thinks he would hate existence if this happened to him multiple times a month.

"I'm really sorry for scaring you, Tommy," Tubbo said. Tommy was still a little nervous about what the giants wanted from him, but Tubbo seemed so genuine. It was hard to believe they wanted to hurt him when they both seemed so concerned. And they'd been really gentle so far. So maybe… maybe his fears were unfounded and he was just being a little bitch.

"As long as you're not keeping me here forever, it's fine," he said. Well, he had to make sure. Just in case. Tubbo made a face.

"What like a prisoner? That would be fucking weird, boss man. We're not doing that."

"You can leave whenever you want," Ranboo told him. "Tubbo was just being nosy earlier."

"I am not nosy!" Tubbo protested. Ranboo rolled his eyes but kept his focus on Tommy.

"Can… can I go now?" Tommy asked, putting Ranboo's statement to the test. He may have decided that the giants wouldn't hurt him, but he was still overwhelmed and ready to go home. He was exhausted from the panic attack.

"Of course," Ranboo said. He paused, and Tommy fidgeted nervously as he made no move to set him down. "Um… do you want me to set you down here or take you back to where you were earlier?"

Ah. It had only been a few quick steps for Ranboo, but it would probably take Tommy forever to get back there on his own.

"If you wouldn't mind giving me a ride, big man," he said, trying to sound causal. Ranboo grinned.

"RanUber coming up," he said.

"Why not RanbUber?- Wait."

"Oh no," Ranboo muttered as he walked across the room. Tommy felt a grin growing on his face.

"RanBOOB!" He shouted.

"Oh, wow, never heard that one before," Ranboo grumbled. "I'm putting you down now."

He lowered his hand, and Tommy hopped off onto the ground. He was a little wobbly for a second, which was weird. Maybe it was kind of like being on a boat for a while, and he had to get readjusted to solid ground.

Once he got his balance back, he started to walk towards the tiny cave entrance. He stopped when Tubbo called out.

"Wait!" Tommy tensed slightly, wondering if Tubbo was changing his mind about letting him leave. But Tubbo just sat down next to where Ranboo had crouched.

"Will you come back and talk to us sometime?" He asked. Tommy hesitated. One the one hand, the giants were kind of fun to talk to, and they had been really nice. On the other hand, they'd also been pretty scary and he wasn't entirely sure he trusted them yet.

"Maybe," he settled on. "No promises." Tubbo looked a little disappointed.

"Alright. I hope you will. Bye, Tommy."

"Bye Tommy," Ranboo echoed.

Tommy gave them one last look before he ducked back into the smaller caves. He walked towards the cave where he and his family had been living. He'd only been walking for a few minutes when he was almost bowled over by Wilbur, who was barreling around the corner like a madman. He'd barely registered who it was when he was pulled into a crushing hug.

"Ack! Wil you're squishing me!" He whined.

"Where were you? I couldn't find you anywhere, Tommy I was so worried-"

"Wil, calm down. I was just in a cave that's kind of away from the others. I… I can show you later," he offered a little reluctantly. He hadn't actually gone to the cave he meant to sulk in, but he still kind of wanted to keep it to himself.

"You- it's fine, you don't have to. Just… are you ok? You kind of look like shit." Wilbur had gone full mother hen mode, fussing over him like he was still a baby. The motherfucker was even fixing his hair. And people thought Phil was the overprotective one.

"I'm fine," he said. Wilbur didn't look convinced.

"I'm fine now," he amended. He added quietly, "I uh… I kind of had a panic attack." Wilbur clutched him tighter. God this bitch was clingy when he was upset. Tommy couldn't find it in himself to complain though. The hug felt kind of nice.

"Toms, I'm so fucking sorry," Wilbur said.

"Huh?" What was he talking about?

"About what I said earlier." Oh shit, Tommy had forgotten all about the fight. A little bit of guilt churned in his stomach.

"I should not have said that. I was just pissed, and being a dick, and wanted to say something to make you feel bad. But it was such a stupid thing to say."

"Why, because it's true?" Tommy muttered glumly.

"No, because it's a fucking lie, Tommy, and I never should have said it," Wilbur said fiercely.

"But-"

"You didn't know," Wilbur cut him off. "It's not your fault anymore than it is my fault for jumping down after you when you fell, or Techno's for getting us lost, or Phil's for taking us camping to begin with. Not your fault. Alright?"

"Alright, Wil," Tommy muttered. He was still being held hostage by Wilbur's clingy octopus impression. He really had been worried. It was a good thing that Tubbo and Ranboo weren't all that bad, or who knows how freaked out Wil would've gotten.

It occurred to Tommy that he should probably tell his family that he talked to the giants. That they knew Tommy was there, and knew others were with him. It seemed like something important. But… he kind of wanted to talk to them again. He didn't think Wil would let him go if he found out, let alone his actual father.

So he just… didn't say anything. They didn't need to know. If it ever came up, well… he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

Part one

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