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xxsabitoxx · 8 months

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Karaoke | 15k Special

Satoru x Suguru x AFAB Reader

Warnings: Semi-Public Sex, MxMxF threesome, snowballing, blow jobs, pussy eating, dick riding, creampies, accidental voyeurism

A/N: Two out of five threesome specials down! Three more to go! Up next is Shino/Mitsu! ✨Lesbianism✨

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You slapped a hand over your mouth, leaning into Suguru as you tried to stifle your laughter. Satoru’s singing was god awful, but that wouldn't stop the man from pouring his heart into it while the two of you fell apart on the couch. Every voice crack was vibrating the sound proof walls and sending you into a new fit of giggles. “Ya know…” Suguru spoke softly, just loud enough to be heard over Satoru’s singing. “We could totally fuck with him…” you looked up at him, sitting up immediately as a smirk grew on your face. “Yeah? Walls are soundproof right?” You were already getting up, creeping behind the white haired man as he started singing off key again.

Suguru watched in amusement, waiting to see what you’d do first before getting up to provide back up. As Satoru’s arms raised in a dramatic way, your arms snaked around his midsection, earning a surprised yelp straight into the microphone. You began to laugh again, hands sneaking under the hem of his baggy white shirt. “What are you doing?” He wheezed, head tilting back to look at the devious grin on your face. “Nothin, keep singing Sa-to-ru~” you practically purred, hands coming up to graze his nipples and earn a sharp inhale, just barely picked up by the mic. Behind you, Suguru clicked his tongue, getting up to make his way over to the two of you as the music continued to play.

“Now this won’t do…” he plucked the mic from Satoru’s grasp, holding it to his lips as you continued to roam his torso. “Keep singing, Satoru.” Brown eyes met blue in a heated stare, a shaky nod coming from Satoru as he tried to refocus his attention on the music. It was no use though, your hands were playing a very dangerous game, pulling every thought from his mind as he tried to read the lyrics. “Aw, looks like you got lucky.” Suguru chided, grinning as the song came to an end. The three of you were left in silence. “Looks like we’ll be able to hear you loud and clear now, Satoru.” Your hand slithered upwards, rolling one of his nipples between your thumb and forefinger. A shaky gasp echoed through the speakers.

“Good boy, Satoru.” Suguru’s words came out in a low, rumbling tone, making both you and Satoru shiver at the praise. “Do you want to suck him off, Suguru? Or do you want me to do it?” You cooed, pressing your cheek into Satoru’s back as you continued to pinch and tug his nipples. “How about you suck him off, pretty girl. I wanna see him struggle.” The promise in his tone had you smiling, pulling away from Satoru all together and grabbing his arm to guide him to the leather couch. “Just relax, Satoru. We locked the door and everything, nobody will hear your cute little noises.” you grinned as he sat down, cock already twitching to life as Suguru sat beside him. Suguru slung one arm over his shoulders, holding the mic just below his mouth.

Both men watched you get on your knees, hands shaking with anticipation as you undid the button and zipper of Satoru’s jeans. “So excited already, all y/n did was pinch your nipples. What a sensitive little slut you are, Satoru.” Suguru drawled, watching you fish Satoru’s cock out of the confines of his briefs. Your tongue darted out to wet your lips as Satoru’s cock was exposed, fully hard now and leaking with precum. “You can’t even pretend you don’t like this.” You laughed, straightened on your knees to hover over his cock. You stuck your tongue out, letting saliva drip off it and watching as it landed on the bulbous head of Satoru’s tip. A low groan vibrated his throat, eyes squeezing shut as the noise echoed and amplified on the surround sound speakers.

Satoru said nothing, practically dizzy with the waves of arousal coursing through him. You wrapped your fingers around him, squeezing him tightly until he nearly doubled forward, moaning loudly into the mic. You couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together, body feeling warm as you began pumping him. Your eyes flickered to Suguru, noticing the straining bulge in his sweats as he watched your fist glide over Satoru’s length. “Tell me, Satoru, how bad do you want this?” You asked him with a smirk, watching as Suguru made sure to hold the mic right to his lips before speaking. “F-Fuck…” Satoru shivered as his voice was amplified “...so bad. Fuck I want it so bad, suck my cock please…” For some reason, he was starting to really like this.

Suguru cursed under his breath, smirking a bit at Satoru’s shameless attitude. You couldn’t think of anything to say in return, finding his answer more than fulfilling. You settled down on your knees again, hand holding him upright as you locked eyes with him. Carefully, you liked up the side of his shaft, tracing the veins with your tongue and stopping just before the tip. You repeated that same motion three more times before switching to kisses. Over and over you placed sloppy kisses on his shaft, his tip, his thighs, even reaching up to move his shirt and kiss his abdomen. You didn’t stop until he was panting into the mic, precum dripping over your knuckles as you continued to hold his cock straight.

Finally, with two pairs of eyes glued to you, you wrapped your lips around his angry red tip. You lavished him with your tongue, moaning as the salty and slightly bitter precum coated your tastebuds. “Oh fuck…” Satoru whined, fist tightening as they gripped the side of Suguru’s sweats. Still, the sounds echoed in the loudspeakers. You lapped at his slit, collecting the arousal that oozed there before relaxing your jaw to take more of him. Satoru’s breathing audibly stuttered as you sunk all the way down on his length, not stopping until your nose brushed the coarse white hair at his base. Just as quickly as you took him in, you were pulling back, trying to find a good rhythm to bob your head at.

Moans began tumbling from his lips, cheeks flushed red as his head fell back. Dutifully, Suguru’s hand followed Satoru’s mouth, keeping the mic within distance to pick up every noise. You felt suffocated by your own clothing, tugging your cardigan off and throwing it to the floor without missing a beat. Only wearing a tank top alleviated some of the heat, but you were too focused on getting Satoru off to bother with any other clothing. “Oh fuck I’m close…” he grounded out, the mic picking up the steady vibrations in his throat as he moaned your name. Your hand reached up, cupping his balls through his briefs and massaging them roughly. A breathy gasp of your name left Satoru’s lips as his head fell back, crying out loudly as he spilled into your mouth.

You pulled off of him with a slick pop a moment later, sticking your tongue out for both men to see. Satoru’s pearly white release pooled on your tongue, both men seemed completely enthralled by the sight until you placed your hands on Satoru’s thighs, pushing upwards and pressing an open mouth kiss right to his lips. Always willing to indulge, Satoru’s lips parted as his hands found your waist, letting you spill some of his own release on his tongue. Suguru watched, hand coming down to squeeze his cock through his sweats to ease the pressure. As you both pulled away from one another, Satoru grinned. “It’s only right that I get payback, huh?” You weren’t given a chance to think before you were being lifted and pressed into the leather couch.

Satoru had quickly situated himself on the floor before you, just as you had moments prior. Suguru took the initiative and scooted closer to you, arm wrapping around your shoulders with a smirk. “You’re supposed to be on my side, Sugu.” you chided, forcing a pout as you lifted your hips for Satoru to slide your pants and underwear down. “I am on your side, but I’m on Satoru’s side too.” He smirked, dangling the mic in front of you. “You’ll sound even better than Satoru did over the loudspeakers, pretty girl.” You looked away, face feeling warm as Satoru’s hands spread your thighs apart. “Look how turned on you got just from sucking me off, so cute…” you tried to stifle the whine that left your lips as he dragged two fingers between your lips, coating them in your shiny arousal. “Oh…” you squirmed as his fingers bumped your clit.

Your own voice echoed back at you, making your eyes squeeze shut as you tried to hide your face in Suguru’s shoulder. “Ah Ah, you’re not hiding from us.” Suguru’s voice echoed on the mic as well, making your body feel hot all over as you questioned if the room was truly sound proof. You swallowed your pride, turning to watch Satoru as he continued to play with your pussy. “Do you want me to finger fuck you? Or do you want my mouth? You need to tell me, sweetheart.” Satoru practically purred, as if he wasn’t the one at your mercy moments prior. “Y-your tongue, Sato… I want your tongue.” You whined into the mic, earning a low groan from Suguru as Satoru’s tongue slid out to wet his plump lips. “As you wish, sweetheart.” His head dipped lower, tufts of white hair tickling your inner thighs as he placed kisses along your folds.

Your fingers tightened on Suguru’s thigh, unknowingly doing what Satoru had done to him. That little motion made Suguru smirk, grabbing your wrist with his free hand and placing it over the outline of his cock straining below his sweats. You whined, legs spreading a little further as Satoru’s tongue slipped between, lapping at your clit and sending sparks of electricity up the base of your spine. You stared at him, lips parted as the mic picked up every ragged breath you took, watching his nose slide against the front of your public bone, inhaling deeply. “Jesus fuck, Satoru.” you gasped into the mic, unable to contain your shyness as he shamelessly inhaled you.

“He likes putting on a show for you.” Suguru murmured, slightly strained as you squeezed the outline of his cock roughly. Satoru only smiled, tongue sliding down lower to prod at your entrance. This time it was his nose bumping your clit, piercing blue eyes boring into yours as he watched you steadily lose your composure. You could feel it, drool and arousal steady slipping down to pool on the cheap red leather of the couch, puddling against your ass. “Fuck…” you whined again, the loudspeakers throwing it right back at you. “Gonna cum, pretty girl?” Suguru murmured, trying to ignore the wet mark starting to grow on his gray sweats. “Y-yeah… shit S-Satoru… gonna cum…” You moaned, face on fire as your hips jerked upwards. You could feel it building steadily, if he continued as he was now, you’d be coming all over him in seconds.

“Don’t stop, Satoru. She was so kind as to let you cum.” Suguru teased, but there was a level of command to it, one Satoru wouldn’t dare disobey as you moaned his name. Your grip tightened significantly, earning a low moan from Suguru as your other hand found its home in Satoru’s hair. Both men were making noises along with you, loud enough to be picked up on the mic and echo in the tiny karaoke room. Your walls clenched around nothing, pushing you over the edge as you cried out into the mic, coming on Satoru’s tongue with a wave of sweet arousal. He moaned against you, lapping greedily at every drop of honey you offered him. It took you a moment to realize your ears had begun ringing, a tired laugh tugging from your chest as it subsided. “Well…” you smiled down at Satoru, watching him pull away from your cunt with one last kiss before smirking up at you with shiny lips. “Two down, one to go.”

You both turned to look at Suguru, the devious grins on your face making him stiffen as you pulled the mic out of his hands. “Didn’t think you were getting out of this without the same sort of embarrassment, did you, Suguru?” Satoru gloated softly, voice condescending as you handed him the mic. Suguru said nothing, cheeks turning a shade of pink as you moved to straddle him with shaky legs. “It’s your turn to make pretty noises for us, Su-gu-ru~” You drawled out his name just as you had with Satoru, smiling as his eyes looked everywhere but you for a moment. Always one to act big and tough, like he was always in control. But Suguru crumbled like a drying sand castle the moment you and Satoru teamed up on him.

He couldn’t help it, you were both his biggest weakness.

You raised your hips, tugging down his sweats and underwear quickly and letting his cock spring free. “Damn.” you commented softly as Satoru took a seat beside Suguru on the couch, mimicking what he had done by slinging an arm over his broad shoulders. “Fuck, that probably hurts, huh?” Satoru grinned, holding the mic by Suguru’s lips as the two of you observed his cock. It stood proudly, tip flushed an angry read as precum covered the entirety of it. You had noticed the small stain on his pants before tugging them down, making you feel all the more smug as you wrapped your hand around him. Suguru’s huff of relief sounded over the speakers, making his eyes shut momentarily before reopening them to watch you pump him a few times. “Take him all at once, sweetheart, you’re wet enough.” Satoru encouraged you with a wicked grin.

“Alright, if you insist.” You smiled back, hearing Suguru’s breathing stop for a moment as you angled him at your entrance. “Don’t hold back.” Was all you said to him before dropping your hips down on him. Both of you gasped, Suguru was amplified over the speakers, nearly drowning you out. Your walls spasmed around him, velvety heat suctioning to every inch of him as he stretched you open. “Oh fuck.” he gasped out, head falling back as his hands found your hips to keep you still. “Your pussy never gets old.” He groaned, no longer embarrassed by the fact that everything was being blasted on loudspeakers. “Suguru!” You squealed a bit, earning a laugh from Satoru as his eyes flickered between the two of you. “It’s the truth, pretty girl.” He swallowed, Adam's apple bobbing as he slowly lifted his head back up to look at you.

“Ride me, please. Fuck I need you to move so bad, pretty girl.” his pupils were blown wide, flickering between your face and where your cunt was swallowing his cock whole. “Say it again.” you murmured, needing to hear his breathy voice through the loudspeakers again. “Ride me, please. Pretty girl, I need you to ride me.” You gasped, lifting your hips half way before dropping them down again, shivering at the feeling of his girth spreading you open over and over. Suguru’s head fell back against the couch, jaw slack as he watched himself disappear and reappear inside of you over and over. It took a minute but soon enough there was a slick squelch every time your hips dropped back down, arousal collecting at the base of his cock and disappearing into the thick dark hair along his pubic bone.

Satoru watched with flush cheeks, getting an idea as the squelching only got louder. He moved the mic from Suguru’s lips, instead reaching down to hover it where you and Suguru’s bodies became one. Now, you could really hear everything, your head falling forward in embarrassment as you continued to drive your hips down on Suguru. It seemed to have the opposite effect on the two men, Suguru’s hands grabbing your waist hard to pull and push you down on him at an even quicker pace. “Fuck… so good, you’re so good.” You couldn’t contain your noises as Suguru praised you endlessly, Satoru’s eyes watching you intently as you started to fall apart. “Fuck…” You choked out again, hand slipping down your front to toy with your clit until Satoru’s hand swatted yours away. “Let me…” he breathed out, two fingers slipping down to rub circles.

Your walls clenched around Suguru’s length, gripping him like a vice as your hips stuttered. “Gonna cum… gonna cum…” Suguru grounded out, head falling forward to focus on Satoru’s fingers between your legs. “Cum with me, please? Wanna feel you cum with me.” Suguru panted, eyes flickering to Satoru. “Make her cum, please.” Satoru huffed out a laugh, fingers rubbing a little quicker as your whines turned to quiet pants. “Come on…” Suguru groaned, cock twitching violently as dull nails dug into your waist. “O-oh.. fuck fuck fuck…” You choked, walls sputtering around Suguru’s length as you came hard. Suguru followed after you within a second, hot release spurting into you. Your hips dropped down all the way, earning a sharp inhale from Suguru as his tip pressed into your cervix.

“Well, that was fun.” Satoru chimed, watching the two of you come down from your highs as he went to put the karaoke mic back on the stand. You collapsed into Suguru’s chest, feeling him soften inside of you as he panted. “Oh… oh no.” Satoru froze, eyes locked on the corner of the room. “Oh no?” you questioned, Suguru’s arms wrapping around your midsection to keep you in place. “Yeah, oh no… we gotta leave.” he sounded a little panicked but there was laughter in his tone as well. “And why is that?” Suguru groaned, head lifting to see what Satoru could possibly be looking at. “There is uh… well… there’s a security camera in the corner… It's been recording this whole time.” Now, you were both stiffening, sitting up right to turn and look.

“You’re fucking kidding.” you yelped, cheeks flooding with warmth as you turned to look at Suguru. “Well, they probably got a good show…” he swallowed, cheeks turning red as he let you get off of him slowly. “We can never come back here.” Satoru laughed, grabbing some napkins off the table to help clean the mess slowly leaking down your thighs. “I don’t think they’ll even let us back here if we wanted to.” You watched Suguru pull his pants on, sticky arousal still covering him. “We should ask them for a copy of the recording.” Satoru chimed, watching both of you groan as you quickly made yourselves look presentable. “Satoru, shut up.”

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skylarsblue · 1 year

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✦Even. More. Incorrect C.o.D Quotes.✦

Y/N, pinning Soap’s arms with their thighs in sparring: Haha! Eat shit, Scotsman! Soap, struggling: FUCKIN’ ‘ELL, The hell is in your thighs?! Y/N: Pure spite and protein, bitch! --

Someone: Hey Johnny. Y/N: Oh, no, only Ghost can- Soap: Oi! Only Y/N & Ghost can pull that off, it’s Soap to you. Y/N: Yeah he- wait me too? *gaaassp* Ohhh is this what favoritism feels like?! Soap: Pfft, maybe! Y/N: I enjoy it a lot! <3

-- American!Y/N: Fuckin’ git, he’s off his rocker, that one. The entire team: … American!Y/N: *dramatically smacks their hand over their mouth* Gaz: *laughing* Was that genuine?! Y/N: AH, I’ve been conditioned! I’ve been colonized! Soap: COLONI-*WHEEZE*

-- Fem Fatal!Y/N: What th- what is this, a spy movie? You want me to infiltrate by being some eye candy?! Laswell: It’s the best option we have. Ghost: I disagree with this. Soap: Me too! This feels real nasty, I think. Fem Fatal!Y/N: *sigh* Fine, I’ll do it. God gave me these tits for a reason, might as well use’em for somethin’. Gaz: PFF-no no, don’t be funny, this is a bad situation.

-- Graves: No! You can’t, cause if you take it- …you’ll be hurting my feelings :((( Ghost: You know, I was thinking about that. And, the thing is…I really don’t care.

-- (In a ride back to base; just makin’ conversation)

Gaz: Do you find boys attractive? Or girls. That’s one what to check, if you’re not sure. Y/N: *chuckles* You think I’m not sure? Y/N: Everyone’s attractive to be honest, even if it’s just something small. Like, some people have really gorgeous hands. Y/N: I don’t know…I’m a little bit in love with everyone I meet. But I think that’s normal. Gaz: …hm, suppose that’s a fair answer…

-- Soap, laughing: You watch it or might just start fallin’ for ya, L.T! Ghost: …would you like to? Soap: Eh-…huh? Simon: Would you like to? Fall in love with me, I mean… Soap: ….well I-…well, yeah. I wouldn’t mind…if you’d let me. Simon: …I’d let you. Soap: Well then, guess that’s it then. Woo me, Si. Simon: I’ll do my best.

-- Someone: I don't need advice from a team of virgin losers. Y/N: VIRGIN LOSERS?! *grabs Price’s shoulder and motions to him aggressively* You gonna tell me you think this man doesn’t fuck for a living?! HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?! Gaz & Soap: *for the millionth time trying not to laugh* Price: *he’s not encouraging it but he does look kinda smug*

-- Gaz, on TikTok: Everyone’s always like “Kyle how’d you bag a baddie, how’d you bag that baddie bruh-“ I didn’t bag shit. Y/N picked me up from my neck, threw me over their shoulder and I’ve been on it ever since. (Zooms out to show that he is in fact, on their shoulder) Gaz: And I ain’t got no plans on getting off anytime soon-

(This also works with Soap & Ghost)

-- Y/N: Why’s it always you got mommy issues or you got daddy issues? Me personally? Both my parents got me messed up, the side I pick? Is mine. I ain’t Hannah Montana- Y/N: 🎶but I got the best of both worlds!~🎵 Ghost: *he’s laughing on the inside, I swear*

-- Ghost, on the verge of dissociating: Why be sad…when you can just be ✨g o n e✨ Soap: Si, no-

-- Graves: Punch me. In the face. Didn’t you hear me? Y/N: I always hear “punch me in the face” when you speak, but it’s usually subtext. Graves: *huff* Well I- *gets punched so hard he falls over* Y/N: ….that felt good. Ghost: I’m so proud- Price: Stop encouraging them.

-- Soap, bursting into the briefing room: Y/N got into a fight! (Insert running scene) Price: Soldier, what hap- Ghost, sliding up in front of them: Did you win? Y/N: Of course I won. Ghost: Nice. Price: STOP ENCOURAGING VIOLENCE-

-- Y/N, in a vent above a room: Soap, it’s me, the devil! Soap: *wheeze* Gaz: *trying so hard not to laugh* Y/N: I’m here to convince you to do SIN. Come with me. Steal candy from babies and from small businesses! Soap: *WHEEZE*

-- Y/N, passing by: *does that super flirty “up & down” look* Hey König…~ König: Hallo, guten morgen. Y/N: *smiles and keeps going* König, as soon as they’re gone: *deep breath* Ohmeingottohmeingott *tiny scream*

-- Ghost after being asked about his feelings on Soap: *heavy breathing* ……..nextquestion-

-- Gaz, a menace on TikTok: Batches be on the lookout for Captain Save-A-Hoe, cause he savin’ hoes. Price, minding his business: ? Y/N, dramatically “swooning” in the background: I WANNA BE SAAAAAVED *falls* Price, unaware he’s having a thirst trap made for him: ?????

-- (I think bullying Graves is funny)

Graves: Let me tell you how this is gonna work- Y/N: You ain’t gonna tell me shit. Graves: Listen!- Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: Listen to me!- Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: Shut up, listen to me! Y/N: Suck my dick, you fuck man. Graves: Listen!! Y/N: Suck my dick. Graves: You will be here and listen to my ord- Y/N: You’ll be here sucking my dick. Graves: Listen to me, now! Y/N: Go fuck yourself.

-- Y/N: I would rather lead my team into a pit of fire, than have them wield guns for your ignorant usurper cunt of a general. Price: *mans is so proud it’s showing in his chops*

-- Simon: Your eyes are like sapphires…jeez…ahem, that’s pretty corny though, huh? Soap, swooning: No, not at all. Anyone would like it…aha… Simon: …uh…is this- Soap: Working? Oh yeah, thoroughly wooed, sir. Simon: Good, good.

-- Price: Please tell me you didn’t drag the boys into this. Y/N: I didn’t drag Soap & Gaz into this! *insert banging on door* Price: Who is that? Y/N: I think you know.

-- Soap: I wouldn’t wish that ‘pon my worst enemy. Unless, of course, we’re talkin’ ‘bout my enemy Philip Graves. Soap: Fuck you, Phillip(/neg), you know what you did.

-- Gaz: So you have feelings for this person. Just rip the bandaid off. Y/N, with daddy issues: It’s Price. Gaz: *inhales through his teeth* Put the bandaid back on.

-- Y/N: …Ghost? You’re into Ghost? Soap: Mhm…thoughts? Y/N: And prayers, Johnny. And prayers.

-- Gaz: Are you straight? Y/N: *chokes on drink* Don’t ever fucking insult me like that ever again.

-- (Some type of escort mission or somethin’)

Price: This woman wouldn’t know how to fix a broken fingernail. Fem!Y/N: Honestly, you lot have to be the most boorish, crude, pig-headed men I’ve ever met. Price: Hey, I’ve seen the high-bred boys you’ve hung out with, princess. I’m the only man you’ve ever met.

(Insert overly intense sexual tension here)

-- König: How does that even make any- *knife sound* König: *looks down at the knife in his thigh* Did you just- *takes knife out* Did you just stab me? What is your problem?!

-- (I’m only using Alejandro cause the dude in the audio had a slight Spanish accent, mans is definitely a feminist)

Alejandro: It’s not natural for girls to fight. Fem!Y/N: Now it’s not natural for a man to be as stupid as he is tall, but mm. Here you stand! Alejandro, in love: …

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charliemwrites · 4 months

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Part 2 of Neighbor!Johnny!

(Feeling a bit ✨naughty✨ this Christmas Eve so… here.)

After the fight with Ryan, you try to keep your distance from Johnny — keep the peace and all that. The more you think about the accusations your husband made… the more that guilty pit in your stomach grows.

It’s all been platonic, at least on your end. Sure, you let Johnny get away with a bit more than the average stranger, but he’s a good friend! Nothing you wouldn’t let one of your other friends do. (Even if you would find the lingering touches and general disregard for personal space a little strange from someone else.)

Sure, you have a suspicion every now and then that Johnny has more than platonic feelings for you… but they’re fleeting. Every time you worry that he’s about to cross a line, he always draws away from it. Evens out his smile, break his gaze, drops his hand. You’re close, that’s all.

But… if it’s bothering your husband. Well, you’re obligated to take that into account, aren’t you?

Even if you ache, missing your friend. Missing his silly little jokes, his cheeky grin. Miss his company while you do laundry, a helping hand in the yard, even just someone to chat with over podcasts and tv shows.

Hell, you miss hugs. Ryan’s never been big on… affection. Especially not in public.

(Barely in the house, either, really. You’ve tried talking to him about it. He swears he loves you, he just doesn’t show affection that way. You struggle to figure out why that’s so with you when he has no problem hugging his mother, sister, hell, even his secretary.

Actually… you struggle to figure out how he shows you affection. So you’ve stopped trying to figure it out at.)

But Johnny. Oh, Johnny is just so sweet to you. A hug when he greets you, a hug before he leaves. A kiss to your cheek when you hand him a drink or a snack. A hand on your hip when he leans past you to get things from high shelves. Nudges to your thighs during good parts of shows.

You miss it. Him. The friendship you’ve built in your too-quiet home, where the other neighbors seem to like your husband so much more than you.

“What’s goin’ on, hen?” Johnny asks one morning. You’ve been keeping coffee dates meetups on the porch. Which is almost worse, because it’s cold and you find yourself cuddling up to the heat he exudes like a furnace. “Hardly seen you in a month; miss my best girl.”

“Sorry, Johnny,” you sigh, rubbing at your face. Ryan’s been working late most days this week, comes in so late and wakes you up. “Just… Ryan, ya know.”

His jaw tightens, eyes flashing dangerously. You’re reminded suddenly, inexplicably, of just what Johnny does for a living. How often you’ve seen him just back home with blood still buried in his nail beds.

“Dinnae, hen,” he replies. “What about ‘im?”

You fidget, eyes on your half-empty mug. It feels wrong, admitting relationship quibbles to someone outside of family. You used to have a policy that marriage matters should stay within the marriage. But… it’s hard when it feels like you’re the only one working on the marriage. It’s a lot of work to do alone.

“He just… he doesn’t think it’s proper,” you admit, “how… how often you’re over. How close we are.”

“That so?”

You hunch your shoulders, feeling wrong. Feeling guilty for a whole new reason; for disappointing Johnny.

“Look at me, bonnie?”

He has to tip your chin up with his hand to get you to meet his eyes. His expression is softer than you expect.

“What about you, eh?”

“Me…?” You blink, peering up at him through your lashes.

“Yer feelings are all I care about, hen.”

“Johnny,” you sigh, trying to reprimand, but sound more pleading instead. He shakes your head a bit, gently; his own reprimand.

“Answer me, bonnie.”

“I like spending time with you,” you whisper.

The corners of his mouth twitch up as he hums.

“‘Course ye do,” he hums, “‘n I like spendin’ time with you. It’s not fair of ‘im, is it?”

You blink, brows pulling together in confusion. Johnny continues, the thumb on your chin gently stroking.

“Not fair of ‘im to keep you all cooped up here, come home so late, neglect ye when he is around,” he coos. “And now he’s tellin’ you to keep away from your best friend.”

He tsks, that dangerous glint in his eyes again.

“Wastin’ his tongue for bullshite when he should be usin’ it to lick your pretty pussy.”

Your mouth drops open, shock and heat flooding you hotly. “Johnny!” You gasp, scandalized.

He finally cracks a grin again. “Tell me I’m wrong, bonnie, ‘m not! When’s the last time he worked you over the way you deserve, huh? When’s the last time he made you squirt all over your sheets?”

You shove at him and then cover your burning face, trying not to squirm. Can’t answer because it would be proving him right and you don’t want to encourage his scandalous teasing.

“Bet he’d try to make you change ‘em even if he did,” Johnny grumbles, shaking his head. “Disgraceful. You ought to be put to sleep on a nice, thick cock.”

Whack!

“Oi! What was that fer?!”

“You’re being a creep, Johnny!” Your stern tone in undercut by your embarrassed laughter. “Quit talking about my shitty sex life.”

“So it is shitty!”

“Shut up!”

When a discreet box shows up at your door two days later, you know exactly who it’s from.

…that doesn’t stop you from using the (shockingly detailed and realistic) dildo inside the packaging.

#cod #my writing #fanfiction #reader fic #dark fic #neighbor johnny #merry Xmas you filthy animals #more like xxxmas #john soap mctavish x reader #john soap mactavish

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idkfitememate · 4 months

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What about boar!creator running into diona on her way to find a fresh batch of poiso-*cough cough* I mean ingredients :) and maybe helping out? Say giving her the worst tasting herbs and such?

“Stupid drunks… stupid men… stupid stupid…”

Here in the wild we find a small calico cat girl. She seems to be looking for something..! Herbs!

As a very helpful Boar (who now craves attention from characters) you quietly begin to make you way over.

“Mmm… where’s all the good stuff? It’s usually here…” she continued to mutter, lost in her own world. And then you oinked.

“KYAAAAAA!-“

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

A arrow embedded with cryo stuck out of a tree beside you. And you both stared at each other.

Gently, you walked towards the scared cat girl, before gently nuzzling into her leg.

And then you hit her with the…

✨Puppy-Boar Eyes✨

You nudged your snout into her leg, and then into her little bundle of not-so-safe herbs.

“Hello little boar… do you want to help..?” She was hesitant, of course that was to be expected, but when you squealed in happiness, a smile immediately graced her face.

“A nice boar? Don’t see that every day. Alright little boar, let’s get some pois- I mean herbs!”

And with that, you both set off into the forest. You led her to all the best spots, keeping danger away by guarding her, always watching her back. Walking behind her and letter her pet your fur when startled.

Eventually her pockets and your maw were stuffed with herbs and plants. It got to the point where you had to calm down Teyvat from giving you two to many, as to not give away anything about your being the Creator…

Shockingly, no churls, slimes or whopperflowers jumped out of anywhere to attack… wonder why…

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

HOLY SHIT SHE WANTED YOU TO FOLLOW HER INTO MONDSTADT?!?!??

“C’mon boar! I want you to come in! The people deserve to see the fact that a boar was more helpful than a full grown man!-“

The child pulled against your tusks as you pulled back, struggling against each other.

“C’mon…c’mon..!” “Heya Diona!” You recognized that voice.

KLEE!!1!1!1!111!1!1!!!!2

Your jaw dropped and flowers fell out, your tail wagging behind you. You honestly wanted to bolt over and poke her chubby cheeks!

“Hi Klee! Can you help with these plants? I don’t know if the boar wants to keep helping me…” Oh no she’s sad-

You picked up your herbs and settled your nerves. Klee’s eyes lit up at the sight of you.

“Ooooo! A painted boar! With a hilichurl mask! Where’d ya find it?” “It was just out in the open and offered to help.” “Cool!”

You watched the interaction with your heart swelling with love. Gods they were so cute!~

You snorted again, getting the attention back on you, walked towards the city and Klee giggled. Taking some herbs from your mouth and Diona’s hands, you three made your way into the city.

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

“Where. Is. Klee.” Jean was unamused. She asked Kaeya to watch Klee as she went out. And what does she find? A frantic Kaeya, but no Klee.

“I was watching for one second, blinked, and she was gone. I SWEAR I was watching her Jean.” Kaeya was flipping couch cushions and pulling books off the shelf in Jeans office.

“I already checked the other building I’m sure she-“ “GIRLS GET AWAY FROM THAT WILD BOAR!-“

“…”

“I guess we found her..! Hooray?..”

“…Watch you back Kaeya.”

The duo ran out of the Knights building, rushing down steps just to see Klee, Diona, Venti, Bennett and Razor (why was he in the city??) all surrounding a odd looking boar.

“STAY AWAY FROM THEM THEY DID NOTHING WRONG!!!” Yelled Diona.

“YEAH! THEY HELPED DIONA AND KLEE GET HOME!” Called Klee.

“Well I need to check something… important…” Said Venti, eerily-

Oh god your gonna die-

“THAT’S THE BOAR WE WERE TALKING ABOUT!!” Shouted Bennett

“YEAH! THAT IS ODD SMELLING BOAR!!” Screamed Razor.

You really were gonna die-

“Settle down now everyone. What’s going on here? And Klee? Please stop running off.” Jean sounded exhausted, which was fair.

“THATS THE BOAR!” Continued Benett, “THE ONE WE WERE TELLING YOU GUYS ABOUT!”

“Bennett, come on now. There’s no need to keep that up. There is no way a boar could summon Andrius and then all the four winds.” Jean replied.

“It helped me gather herbs. And led me and Klee back to Mondstadt.” Diona countered. Jean simply let out a sigh.

Venti just kept staring at you. You really were going to die by his hands, huh?-

Soon all the noises of their voices became a cacophony of noise around the now slightly overstimulated boar.

So what did you do?

Cause a fucking wind storm of course!

Or, to be more specific….

Called Davalin to pick your ass up and fly you away from this god awful situation!

With the wind whipping around them wildly, the small group looked on in awe at the large dragon that seemed to descend for no real reason.

He simply breathed out a sigh before nudging a shocked Jean and Venti out of the way, offering his back to the now perked up boar.

You did your best boar smirk, before trying your damndest to climb on his back (he ended up helping you with gusts of wind) before taking off into the skies.

“…”

“…Is Jean still mad at Klee for running off?”

This took so long because final reviews are kicking my ass-

Yesterday I had to practice a Christmas play that we should’ve preformed for some pre-K kids that go to my school (even though I’m in highschool) and they didn’t even show up! I spent my first, second and third hours just doing that performance over and over. My little heart ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১-

Hope this sufficed, I know it isn’t the best, but I hope you still enjoyed it! ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

#genshin impact sagau #sagau x reader #sagau #x reader #x gn reader #gn y/n #yandere x reader #yandere x you #Boar!Creator

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I had a vision,

and it's Kuroo in his office, with his hand working hard on his cock again.

It's too late for this. Everyone in the office had gone home, but Kuroo was still there, reminding you what a slut you are for fantasizing about him fucking you while you were home alone. Your fingers running across your belly, hearing him losing his mind, struggling to keep quiet even though he knew no one was there. Just him having a normal ordinary call with you like all the other nights.

"I can see even without you by my side how beautiful you get when you moan like that" His voice wicked, lustful, enjoying what he hears on the other end of the phone, imagining you collapsing just listening to him. It only made you want more, more than he was making you feel right now that cold night from his office.

Sitting in that black office chair, suit pants stretching at the crotch, legs spread wide, and a few little tickling thrusts near his balls, making him breathe hard, widely with each pump. The hand which he was holding the phone with started to go cold, but he didn't care, your voice made him warm up and speed up for seconds.

“I know you’re as close as I am, doll… now I need y—hah.. I need ya completely surrendered to me, ‘kay?”

He could see you nodding, eyebrows drawn together as you heard him gasp, accompanying him with every breath, feeling so slowly as your ecstasy approached sooner than it should, that you had to warn him.

"Yeah baby, I feel it too. Listen" you could clearly hear his wet cock, causing you to have an unquenchable thirst to clean his leaks. “Now im gonna cum inside you and I want you being the good girl you are and hear you scream your fucking husband’s name, right?”

You shouted so loudly that you swore that even your neighbors would not forget Kuroo’s name for the next years.

Taglist ✨: @wishiknewwhatiwasdoingwithmylife @tsukiran

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toxicanonymity · 1 year

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Happy Easter Hun, I was wondering if you could do dark! Joel miller x reader where Joel's the neighbor next door and creeps into your house at night and just fucks you some CNC? Thanks queen✨

Sleeping beauty

700 | dark!Joel x f!Reader | master list

A/N: mood board by @milla-frenchy 🖤. Sounds like night walks vibes, maybe a timeline divergence or a future where you've admitted to yourself and Joel that you like it when he takes you forcefully and anything in this fic is on the table. This includes ideas from @xdaddysprincessxx @dark-scape , and anon. Can read alone.

WARNINGS: 18+ NSFW CNC (r^pe kink/consensual non-con, he knows she wants a struggle), unsafe PIV, noncon somnophilia (in ur sleep), drugs (chloroform), restraints, gagging, forced orgasm, forced breeding, maybe more idk he's a menace.

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"Shhhhhhhh." A hand covers your mouth. Your eyes blink open, and as you adjust to the dark, there's a brief moment of panic when you see his head so close to yours. He's straddling you, pinning you to the bed while he tugs your panties down. Your shirt has already been pulled up over your tits. When your panties are down to your knees, his hand engulfs your dripping seam. "Dreamin' of me, pumpkin?"

Maybe you were.

His fingers slide up and down together, then circle your clit. You're already knotting with tension. He plunges two digits into you and your hips reflexively lift into his hand. You try to roll away from him, but you're no match for his strength. As your eyes adjust, you can see the silhouette of his messy hair in the moonlight and his arm muscles burst out of his tight, white t-shirt as he holds you down. You've never seen such bulky triceps.

"One word and I’ll put you out," he warns before slowly lifting his hand off your mouth.

He pulls down the waistband of his PJ pants and rests them under his balls. His thick, stiff cock stands menacingly at attention.

"Damn you looked hot dreamin' about this cock." His voice is low and gruff.

His knee pries your legs open. His hand guides the tip of his cock to your entrance, then he shoves himself into you with a grunt and you sigh.

"Sleepin' Beauty," he whispers as he retreats. He plunges into you full-force again and bottoms out with a muted groan. His neck veins bulge.

“Sure are filthy for a Disney princess.”

He lowers his head to your neck and sucks as he rams his stiff cock into you rhythmically.

"Takin' this cock real good," he whispers as he pounds you. Your core tightens with tension as he fills you up.

He drags his beard across your jaw, scratching you, then he latches onto your neck again, sucks harder, and marks you.

The word falls out of your mouth before you can stop it. “Don’t.”

He sighs. “What’d I tell ya princess?”

He reaches down by your bed where he stashed his bag, then covers your mouth and nose with a mysterious, damp rag.

When you wake up, he’s still inside you. Railing you. There’s a cloth gag in your mouth. Your knees are up, legs spread, with him in between. Your wrists are tied to your shins with shoelaces. He pauses, all the way inside you.

"Look what I found,” he says and turns on your vibrator. You were using it earlier tonight while he watched you from outside. He thought about interrupting you but spilled his cum in your grass instead and decided to come back later.

He brings the toy right to your clit and firmly presses it into you. He starts fucking you slowly again, his thick cock filling you up each time. He sets it there for a minute and moves the vibrator against you with his hips. He grunts and groans softly.

Your back arches as your insides tighten and release, and he groans "yeeeeah, yeah, c'mon baby."

He's not done with you yet. He goes harder. You gasp and squirm at the overstimulation and he holds you still with his arm.

"Attta girl, let it ride princess."

Your eyes prickle with tears and your body can hardly take it. He looks to be struggling too. Holding his breath and randomly releasing it.

Every few thrusts, he bottoms out and lingers deep inside, slowly rocking his hips into you, his tip grinding against your g-spot.

It isn't long before you come full force again. And thank God, when your tight cunt begins to choke him, he groans with a shudder then erupts inside you. He thrusts into you slower as he empties his balls with a loud sigh.

He ungags you, then collapses with his head between your legs. As his cum trickles out of you, he puts it back in with his fingers. He rests his head on your inner thigh. He looks up at you for a moment. You can only see half his face in the moonlight but he raises his eyebrows and his lips barely curl into a faint smile that says yeah, you like it. Then, he returns his attention between your legs. He gives your clit a kiss and whispers to your cunt, "sleep tight" before disappearing into the night.

Btw the restraints/position/was from @xdaddysprincessxx, vibrator & forced orgasm from @xdaddysprincessxx and Anon, resting his head and looking up at you from @dark-scape

NW: @tehweeana @lokanda @blackvelveteen1339

All Joel: @ethanhoewke @silkiers @eiviea. @evyiione

If you wanted to be tagged in night walks stuff please remind me 😫 can't find the list lmao

Also trying to figure out if I should even post every ask when there are multiple combined in an answer. There are some days where I'll get like, a lot, and often a couple are similar, which is cool. I just don't wanna spam people with notifs on so I might stop answering them all with a link, IF I can bear to delete them lol.

#night walks!joel #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #dark!joel #dark!joel miller #joel miller fic #toxicanonymity ☠️#nightwalks☠️

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gadriezmannsgirl · 9 months

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hi i hope your doing amazing !!! could i request one with pedri were the reader has a stutter and he helps her go through a day we’re she can barley talk without stuttering? i have a stutter and it’s pretty hard sometimes and it would mean a lot if u could do it but if not that’s totally okay !! stay hydrated and healthy physically and mentally!!!<3

Hi dear! Hope everything's going well with you too, hope you like this, pls let me know✨

Stutter Problems -P.G8

Summary: When your stutter gets too much, your boyfriend is there for you.

You remember when you met Pedro and his brother when they came into your family's bakery, slowly they made themselves loyal customers and eventually you developed a friendship with both González brothers.

You couldn't believe it when the youngest of the two brothers asked you out in a date, you thought it was a friendly date but eventually got surprised when he confessed his liking towards you.

And it was shocking to you... He could have millions of girls, pretty girls; maybe prettier than what you could ever be, more confident, with money, with the greatest body ever and mostly girls who didn't have the same little problem as you did. Stutter.

But he didn't gave up, you liked him too and eventually you gave in into him pushing your fear aside.

In the first months of dating him you were expecting in any moment an outburst from him saying how he couldn't handle your stutter and leave you like you pasts boyfriends have done.

None of that happened, in fact, it was quite the opposite. He helped you with it.

It wasn't that bad, you could say 20 words and only stutter in 2 of them and mostly since you have been taking care of it since little with the help of your family and now your boyfriend and his family but when you got nervous, stressed out or angry, your stuttering intensified.

But today, wasn't at your side. Ever since you woke up and struggled with a little "Good morning" you knew today was going to be awful for you and your problem.

A lot of persons in your class made fun of you but you tried to ignore them, you were glad your three best friends mocked them too and went that ahead to judge their size and mock them for it as they grew embarrassed for it.

You had a presentation and almost made a fool of yourself, thank god, that class understood your problem and they had patience with you.

When you were walking at noon from the bakery to your home a woman asked you for a direction and when you stuttered five times in a row to give the name of the street she smiled at you and left you there with the words on your mouth.

On top of that, when you made it back home, you saw in your phone a professor decided to do a pop quiz and you lost fifteen minutes of it.

You were at the verge of tears when you heard the door being open and you heard your boyfriend's voice.

"Bonita, ya llegué" (I'm home)

"Li-li-li" You sighed "Living ro-room" You covered your face with your hands and soon felt a kiss being given to your temple and one of Pedro's hands on your shoulder rubbing lovingly

"Hola"

"Hola" You said back still covering your face.

You heard his breathing and then you felt his hands pulling yours from your face "What's up?"

"Stuttering is wha-wha-wha-what's up" You groaned at the end of your sentence throwing your head back

"Is today one of those days?" He asked carefully his thumb caressing the back of your hand softly

"I ju-just fe-feel like the wo-world's against me"

"If the world's against you then it's against me too" You smile softly

"Cheesy"

"How was class?"

"A-awful. I stuttered like I've ne-ne-never do-do-done it in my who-whole life"

"You feel stressed?"

"I just hate the-the fa-fact I have thi-this thin-thin- Fuck!" You groan once more letting this time a few tears go down your face, you pulled your hands out of Pedro's hold but he pushed yours down and cleaned your tears.

"Let's calm down, okay? How about I make you some tea? Your favorite, uh? Lemon with honey?" You nodded crying "We can cuddle after that and maybe order some chinese food... It's your favorite and I bet you haven't eaten anything"

"I brought some ca-ca-cachitos from the ba-bakery"

"Gracias bonita, we can also eat them later if you want" You nod "But how do some lumpias with sweet and sour sauce sound?"

"Go-good"

"We can watch some of Moana, I know you like to sing along to You're Welcome" You smile nodding

"It's a really go-good a-and catchy song"

"It is" Pedro smiled "Is this saved?" He pointed to the work on your laptop

"It's done actually" You smiled to yourself

You made the first sentence of the day without stuttering.

"Well, then I guess we can do this" He turned off your laptop and put it to charge "I'll be right back" He left towards the kitchen but you wanted to hold him, so after a few seconds he left, you stood up and went to him.

"¿Me extrañaste?" (missed me?) You hummed hugging yourself to his torso and burying your face into his chest

"Lo siento si estoy siendo muy necia" (Sorry if I'm being too clingy)

"Nunca lo eres, bonita" (You are never)

You waited a few more minutes in silence just enjoying his hold on you as he waited for the water to boil and texted in his phone.

"Hold me this?" He asked giving you his phone and grabbing your mug of tea

"Wha-what do you ne-need to-AH!" He picked you up making your legs go around his waist "¡PEDRO GONZÁLEZ!"

"That's me" He smirked when the doorbell rang, he set you on the couch and gave you the control "Set Moana up, I'll be right back"

"How much food did you asked for?" You asked watching him come back

"I asked three services of lumpia, two for you, one for me and some rice for us" He said shrugging his shoulders

"¡Amor!"

"Tú, tranquila. Let's relax" (You, calm) "Everything for mi niña bonita" You blushed as he got comfortable behind you so you could rest your back on his chest

"Anything I can do to pay for your calm services back?" He smiled

"Love me, take care of me and sing You're welcome at the top of your lungs"

"My stutter-" He cut you off

"We'll sing it and done! Your stuttering only makes me love you more"

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

#M. is writing #pedro gonzález #pedri gonzález #pedri #pedri x reader #pedri gonzález x reader #pedri gonzalez fluff #pedri gonzalez imagine

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cookie-crumblr · 6 months

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Hype Train! Little Mouse~

F!Streamer Reader x M!Yandere Streamer OC

Part 2~

His Info: ��✨

Part: 1 2 3

Hype Train! 1, Part 1, here!

!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: 100% smut, no plot in this part whatsoever. !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, YANDERE, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, pet names (pretty, pretty girl, slut, ), brief fingering, p in v and anal at the same time, ribbed dick, poly 2guys (still just for this instance, not romantic or permanent), guys kiss, knife play, blood play, stabbing ml, extremely short part(sorry, i’m so excited to write for our new bully!!) overstim, reader passes out.

Lemme no if i missed anything XD

“Yes!”

The Jasper behind you grabs your other leg and lifts it into the air, bending your knees adjacent to your chest.

“What a perfect, pretty little slut for us,” They say.

“F-First! Wh-Which one of you is actually Jasper?”

The one in front of you tosses his knife into the air and catches it by the blade as he stands.

He forces the handle into your palm, and your eyes widen.

Behind you, the one adjusts so that your arm is at least comfortably movable.

“Stab me, pretty girl.” His grin is wild, and terrifying.

“Wh-What? No way!”

“The safe word works both ways, i’ll tell ya ‘f I need to,” He seems so excited…

Your heart races, this one is Jasper.

And you stab him.

You throw your arm forward with a hefty grunt, full force, deep into the flesh of his upper arm.

“AhhhHAHAHHAAA!! Yesssssss, fffuck! Pretty, I was not expectin’,” He stops and rips off his mask, before quickly grabbing your face and kissing you with the same amount of force.

When he pulls away you gasp.

“It’s me pretty girl, see,” He pulls the life out and opens the cut. You see tendon, and bone and red a-and-

His lips crash against you again, just as roughly, after discarding the knife to the ground.

Fingers find your spread cunt and go straight to scissoring you open.

The heat’s becoming unbearable and you struggle as much as you can against them both.

“Jasperrrr, pleaseee,”

He’s crouched down where you can’t see him.

You hear a zipper being opened and Jasper lets out and airy laugh beneath you.

He’s putting his own blood onto Dev.In’s ribbed cock as lube.

“You’re in f’r a treat pretty…” He coos.

You still can’t see shit as he guides their tip to your ass.

Just the hot tip presses into that tight little hole.

“AH! You gasp, it’s way hotter than any human cock, like almost burning you hot. You wiggle.

“mmmm” They moan directly into your ear.

Your flesh prickles with excitement.

While you are distracted and getting used to the magma-esque intrusion.

Jasper’s own spongey, and pierced tip enters.

His arm grabs Dev.In’s hair and roughly pulls them to him, “Don’t cut Y/N, but that blade better not leave her skin.”

They kiss beside you and groan together as they press into you in unison.

“AH-UNNNFFFF Mmmmmmmm!!” You cry out and gasp and groan all at once, feeling so fucking full. “H-Holy shhhhhiiiit!” Your head, you realize, has thrown back over Dev.In’s shoulder, and you stare dazedly at the dark wood beams across the ceiling.

They take no mercy on you as they both use your holes for their own pleasure.

Against the thin lining between them, they harshly grind.

It almost feels like they’re trying to fuck eachother through you.

“My my, what a pretty fucking slut. Are you enjoying being abused by us? hmmm?”

“Yessss” Your mind is so empty you don’t even think before words leave with the moans you hadn’t realized you were letting out.

The nubs on Dev.In’s hot dick are roughly scraping your ass, and with Jasper in your pussy you can hardly breathe.

Your vision is whiting out and static specks pierce the veil of your reality.

You’re in a continuous state of orgasm for so long, you can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.

You don’t even know when it started anyway.

You feel Dev.In come first.

Boiling liquid fills your intestines.

A loud cacophony of grunting from the three of you fills the space, Jasper comes soon after, painting your squelching cunt white.

Jasper is the one to remove the knife from your neck. You feel that he was fully in charge for this and it’s comforting in a way.

He takes you into his arms and your legs shake violently as they finally relax and lay in a normal position.

“What a pretty, pretty girl~” Soft lips melt against yours in the most loving way you can imagine. Your eyes flutter and roll as he pulls away.

Exhausted, and swathed in the safety of his embrace, you black out.

#my oc #yandere #oc x reader #oc x you #yandere x reader #my fic #yandere x you #tw yandere #dead dove do not eat #yandere smut #poly yandere #oc jasper #my writing #yandere oc #reader x yandere #yandere streamer #yandere streamer x you #streamer oc

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tamtamandtim · 9 days

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Season 3 of Moominvalley (2019) Once again is banger after banger and has honestly become a show that I’ll definitely rewatch again!! (Especially since I now have someone to watch it with!!) P.S THIS IS PROBABLY GONNA BE A PART ONE BECAUSE IM ✨TIRED✨

To be honest I think Jack Rowan as the new voice of Moomintroll is honestly a pretty great choice, he sounds like he took time and grew into himself. With a nice hint of Moominpapa in his tonality (especially when being dramatic) but still is relatively soft spoken and mixes well with the rest of the cast.

God Episode 3 got me in the guts too, seriously what is it with this show and knowing just where to attack me. Little My’s struggle with feeling like one of the family, especially with her father figure is. Once again very relatable considering so when Moominpapa said he loved her, my heart warmed up so much because goddamn I wAnT tHaT…. And seeing the family growing closer together is always a delight!

Stinky going around saying ‘pinch, grab, take, steal’ over and over is so goofy and that Moominmama has/had a bad girl streak feels so appropriate for her. We love a badass, good mama.

I’m honestly shocked that Moomin didn’t immediately go to Snufkin when it came to taking toffle home p.s my partner literally was like

“ah there’s ya boyfriend” (he hasn’t fully watched the show he’s just watching with me now)

I was so hyped for the lonely mountain episode and honestly it was pretty darn great and fruity with just the right amount of pinning!!

“Your wetter than a fishes flannel”

Lil Ma’am w h a t. We lost our minds to that

Jesus Moomin found him so fast like I know Snufkin said where he was staying but like GODDMAN THERE WERE SO MANY MOUNTIANS. I also love how Snufkin immediately was like ‘alrighty let’s warm you up dear ^-^ ‘ and then immediately got overwhelmed. Once again completely understandable, especially since my partner had just moved in the week before we started watching it so we’re learning to co-exist and I’m so glad the Moomin parents were there to save the boys and the possible confession of Snufkin In which way? Who’s to say.

I’ve very much enjoyed this season and I’m super hype for what they have planned next!! I’ll probably post part two tomorrow sometime!! (Also how is this style of formatting?? Please let me know!!) but thank you very much for reading this!! Have a lovely day/night/time!!

#snufkin #moomins #little my #moominvalley #snufkin moomin #moomin valley #moomintroll #moominvalley 2019 #snufmin #moominmama #moominpapa #the moomins #springdove

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littledollll · 1 year

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Hi, I love your writing so much!

Could you write something with Lucifer x fem!reader where shes really nervous to have sex with them bc she’s insecure about her small chest?? With some really fluffy smut??

Thank you so very much!

Absolute perfection

Lucifer x shy!fem!reader

A/n: ya boy is struggling with smut but you know I had to write this. Soft soft Lucifer for the soul.

Similar request: “Can I request a fic where Lucifer and f!reader have been together for sometime but never made love because R is scared that if Lucifer sees her naked that they wouldn't want her anymore. And one night when they're cuddling in bed R tells them her worries and it turns into cute little smut full of praise and Lucifer reassuring R that she's gorgeous? Hopefully this all makes sense since it's my first time requesting a fic<3” -✨anon (I think I have two of these btw pls confirm-)

Warnings: pretty vanilla, fingering, nipple play, kinda corruption kink, body worship, praise, body insecurities, shy reader

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It’s not that you didn’t want to sleep with Lucifer. In all honesty you felt insecure. Of course you wanted to, the way they handled you, their sweet voice, everything about them made you undeniably more wanting of them. To imagine a being who’s been alive for eons, who has probably been with millions of experienced, beautiful lovers, wanted you. And you felt like your body, more specifically your breast’s wouldn’t be up to their standard? Expectations?

You didn’t even know what exactly you were worried about but, it didn’t change the fact that you felt like maybe you wouldn’t be good enough for them. The thought of finally being intimate with them made your heart race in many many ways, but besides the lust you had for them you were anxious, scared.

Lucifer could see it, feel it. How your heart raced, how it was desire accompanied by something else, something negative. They didn’t want this to be uncomfortable for you, nor something you weren’t quite ready for but you seemed persistent on allowing them to continue each time they asked.

“Thank you for trusting me with you body, with your needs and pleasure. I’ll take care of you my darling.” Your mind ran rampant, what would they think? Would they find you unattractive? Refuse to touch you any further? But you wanted this. You wanted their touch so badly. It didn’t help that you were so comfortably pressed against them, cuddled into their warmth, so safely hidden from the world as their gentle hands trailed your body.

They noticed you take a particularly deep breath as their hands snuck under your shirt, making them stop and check in on you once again. “Sweet girl, you have to tell me what’s bothering you. I can’t, in good conscience continuing knowing that there’s something wrong.”

You felt stupid for being so nervous about it, they were already being so sweet and caring. “I um-“ you could feel the blush creeping up on you and you hid your face, making them chuckle as they shifted to be above you, and move your hands away to cup your face. “What’s got you so nervous, sweet one?”

“I want this, I want you. But I’m scared, I just feel like my body isn’t what you’re used to. I’m- small, my chest I mean and I can’t help but compare myself to any of your past lovers. Maybe I won’t be good enough..” You were quieter in that last part. Lucifer hummed, trailing down to the bottom of your shirt where their hand rested. “Oh but I know you are, pretty girl.” They looked back at your flustered face, silently asking for permission, you gave them a shy nod.

“I adore every part of you. Nothing has to happen if you aren’t ready, and you need not worry about how I will feel about your body.” Their second hand moved down to help you undress. First your skirt was taken off and Lucifer’s hands smoothed over your thighs and up to your waist. Then came your shirt, and their trailed every inch of skin they revealed with an open mouthed kiss as they pulled it off you. “I already love every inch.”

“Would you feel more comfortable keeping this on my darling?” They toyed with the material of your bra which was immediately torn off after you shook your head, making you yelp and blush even harder. “So shy.. such a pretty thing…” you could feel their hands everywhere. Smoothing over your thighs and stomach, trailing to your chest and neck.

Teasing touches making you whine, needy, with you initial fear completely forgotten as you just wanted to feel more of them. They shushed you as they laid kisses across your chest. “Absolutely perfect. How could you be so afraid with this perfection is what you were hiding under all your clothes..”

Their hands cupped your breasts, followed by a soft squeeze and their thumb circling your nipples making you moan. You did not know one could be so sensitive there. Nipples in between their fingers as they toyed with the stiff bud, you moan as they pinch and squeeze them.

One hand railing down your body and running their fingers through your soaked folds. “Enjoying yourself, pretty girl?” nodding maybe a little too fast, you whimpered when you felt their tongue running over the sensitive bud.

“Aches, Luci...” They smiled against you, pulling back to search your face. “Mhm? Where does it feel achey, sweet one. Show me.” Shyly, your hands met your nipples as you rolled them between your fingers, eyes screwing shut with a whine. “Such a good girl for me.” They hummed in approval as one hand trailed down to meet their own between your legs.

“How do you fix it, pretty?” You whined yet again, hips bucking against their hand. “Do you need my help, my beautiful girl?” you mumbled out a quiet “please” and they did not have the heart to continue teasing you. Perhaps another day.

They started with one finger, circling your aching clit and then two pounding into you. You were a needy mess beneath them and Lucifer was enjoying every second of it.

They allowed you to grind against the palm of their hand and our moans grew louder and louder, you said their name through a gasp as your body squirmed against them, what a beautiful sound.

“Let go for me, pretty one.” Back arching when they once again began twisting and pinching your nipples and you practically squealed, gushing around their fingers.

You felt so light as they trailed your body with kisses, soft lips covering every inch of your skin followed by your satisfied sighs. Sweet praises being whispered between each kiss. “How do you feel, my darling?” They whispered against your chest, before placing a gentle kiss on each of your sensitive nipples.

With a shy giggle you hid your face, “good- really good.” You breathed out, enjoying the softness of their touch. “Look at me.” They demanded. Lucifer looked absolutely ethereal above you, a reassuring smile on their face calming the little nerves that were spiking again.

“You are absolute perfection. Your shy little self and beautiful body, everything about you.” They leaned down right against your lips and it took everything you had not to spring up and meet their own. “I could spend hours worshiping every inch of you.”

Fuck it. You gave into those urges, grabbing the back of their neck and pulling them towards you for that kiss you so desperately craved, and in a minute of confidence you spoke up. “Let me worship you instead.”

You could see the amusement light up Lucifer’s face at your sudden forwardness. “Perhaps we can arrange that.”

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skylarstarlight · 3 months

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OHHHHH SKYLAR.

BOY DO I HAVE AN IDEA FOR YOU.

Okay hear me out on this; what if when Jouno joined the Hunting Dogs isn’t the first time he’s met them?

Like hear me out on this for a quick second;

It was an undercover party and the first time and last time Fukuchi sent them on a mission regarding a mafia, an extremely powerful one at that, that wasn’t the Port Mafia.

See, I like to think Jouno is someone who is a MASTER at acting. Like I think he wanted to be an actor when he was younger and his mom was like “okay, you can be an actor AND an assassin executive”

Like I’m imagining Teruko complaining about having to be in a scratchy and WAY too expensive dress that Fukuchi had to promise her he’d make her President for her to wear.

And imagine Jouno’s cover gets blown and he ends up having to fight Teruko, and she’s got him pinned and repeatedly telling him to stay down while he’s struggling and with a scream, he smashes something over her head and steps back to think of something and take a breather.

Like Teruko got pretty banged up in the fight but she ended up winning the like the girl boss she is ✨

While Jouno knocked Tecchou out A WHILE AGO

And I’m thinking of the way he did it and I think he would use Tecchou’s tie, like undo it while fighting, and wrap it around his arm and just do his magic.

Like imagine Jouno having Tecchou’s own tie around Tecchou’s arm and making him punch himself

And to be petty, doing the iconic “Stop hitting yourself” line.

Anyway *gives you this and runs away*

HBFHHFIHUFH JOUNO WOULD ABSOLUTELY DO THAT AND DAMN ID SUPPORT HIM EVERY STEP OF THE WAY

EXPERT actor the likes of which you have never seen

Then running into them to join them like "Hiiii.... how ya doinnnn...?" ITD BE SO AWKWARD BUT SO FUNNY

Tecchou wouldn't hold a grudge, dare I say he'd still be kind of impressed and immediately goes "Well they do know how to fight" because well if Fukuchi says Jouno is a good guy now who's he to doubt authority right

Meanwhile Teruko does hold a grudge about the beating over the head, but it's forgiven after a few piggy back rides

#skylar rambles #ask

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sansblkgirlfriend · 2 years

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Turbulence: Ch I

Chapter One: Singled Out Already.

Synop: You managed to catch the attention of the wrong people on the first day. And your friend jade is prepared to help you deal with it.

Pairing: Mingi x Reader, Original character x reader

Rating: 16+ Warnings: Cussing, thats it for this one. (Don't get used to this.)

Word Count: 2.4k words

A/n: I hope you all like the first entry to Turbulence! Gives a lil ensight to how imma write the boys and our lovely y/n! Please give feedback✨❤️

You sighed as you entered the school.

You were not expecting your parents to send you to Uni, let alone the most prestigious school in your area.

Your Mom and Step dad had a thing where they wanted you to marry rich, doll yourself up to be approachable by men so you can take what they call “the easy route” in life. Your older sister was following in their footsteps, but you, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it.

Being more interested in the arts, just like your Dad, he was the one to encourage you to go to school and was about to pay for you to go. But when your parents suddenly got a divorce, he had to leave but was very much still an influence in your daily life.

So when your mom came up to you and handed you your acceptance letter, you gave her a confused look and she only replied with. “If ya not gonna get a rich man, you might as well make yourself rich by getting a job.” It was kind of a backwards compliment, but here you were.

When you got into the building, you saw a big commons area where students of all classes were chilling out, I guess waiting for their classes, or some finishing up morning classes and just wanted to talk to their friends.

Deciding to get to class early, you make your way towards your Animation class which was your first class of the day.

Humming to yourself, you noticed a boy with light gray dyed hair carrying (or struggling to for better words) a bunch of books. He looked to be about 6’1 inches tall and you couldn’t just let him struggle for much longer.

Walking up to him, you tapped him and held out your hands. “Here, let me help you! “ You say and he looked down at you with big brown eyes. “Huh? O-oh. Thank you!” He gently hands you some of the books and motions for you to follow him.

You follow him around the corner to what you noticed was the band room. There were students in there already and their eyes fell on the two of you when you walked in.

“You can just set them right there! I really appreciate your help. The girl who was originally gonna help told me to do it myself..” He said sadly and it hurt your heart a little, he seemed to be a giant softie.

“Ahh, well don’t be afraid to ask me to help! Matter of fact, here!” You pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, quickly scribbling your name and number on the paper.

“Ah, thank you! I’ll be sure to.” He says softly, giving a gummy smile. You waved bye to him before heading off to your class.

As you headed down the hallway you felt your phone buzz, checking it, you felt a smile come across your face.

???: Hi (Y/n)! This is Mingi! The one you helped this morning! :)

Mingi: I Just wanted to say thank you and that you're really really cute. And also thank and also see you later! :)

—

Animation went well, and your history of art right after it was also fine, although you felt like you were about to go to sleep.

Your stomach however was not going to let you sleep, so you decided to go to the Cafe and get something and head back to your dorm.

Walking into the cafeteria, you grabbed a simple sub and a drink. You were going to leave when you say Mingi sitting by himself, looking sad while eating his food.

You were really tired, but he looked so sad and you couldn’t help it.

“Hey Mingi!” You must’ve spooked the male because he jumped slightly at your greeting. He then gave a sad smile, “Hey (Y/n)..” You moved to sit beside him.

“What’s wrong Mingi? I was about to head out but I saw you sad..”

Mingi shook his head, “I don’t wanna pull you away from what you were about to do, I’m just a slow eater..” He mumbles and this doesn't do anything to help your heart. It pulled at his words and the way he said them.

“I usually eat with my friends, but they had to do something, so my friend Ga-Yeon was supposed to sit with me, but she left after 2 minutes..”

You felt bad for Mingi, first he was struggling to carry the books to the band room, now he had no one to sit and eat with. Fuck sleep. He needed a friend.

You pulled out your sandwich and smiled at the male, “Well, let’s talk about your day! How was your classes?” You asked. You watch as Mingi slowly perked up, a tiny smile on his face as he started to talk about his day.

He was so happy to have someone listen to him and sit with him.

Mingi was happy and he felt something swell in his chest as you sat and nodded, adding your little information every now and then.

He was so happy that he didn’t even realize he was finished eating. “Hey Mingi, You want me to throw your tray away?”

He looked down then looked at you. “Y-yeah!” He watches you pick up the tray and walks it to the trash, and he lets out a sigh. You come back over to him and give him a little wave.

“See you tomorrow Mingi!”

He watches you walk away and almost lets out a girly like scream as he rushes to the extra classroom his friends use as a hangout.

Mingi sprinted down the hallway to the band room and slammed the door open. “Jesus Mingi! You can’t slam the doors open like that!” A voice said.

“Oops, sorry Seonghwa..it’s just that I met this wonderful girl-”

“Mingi. Not another one-”

“No no she’s different hyung i swear! She helped me carry my books to class and she stayed with me during my lunch time! She’s so sweet and cute with her (e/c) eyes!”

The pink haired male, who’s name was Seonghwa sighed as he leaned against a desk, watching the younger male freak out about this mystery girl.

“Joong.”

“Hmm?”

“Theres another plaything Mingi’s got.”

A groan came from a shorter blackhaired male taking a name on a couch. He takes his headphones off before sitting up.

“Let’s go meet this girl. I don’t have time for no one else breaking Mingi’s heart.”

—

It was the next day and you were reading a book at lunch, you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings when you heard a group of girls scream excitedly and take off near the entrance of the lunch room.

“Oh my god!!”

“It’s them its them!!”

“Its Ateenagerz!!”

You turned your head and your eyes widened. You’d heard about this group.

Ateenagerz was an almost gang-like group in the school that had most of the power in the school. If something went on, they knew about it and were going to handle it.

They were a group of attractive males and you could see why the girls ran after them.

But one looked a lil too familiar.

“(Y/n)~!” You looked up and nearly jumped back. They were now crowding around your table, eight pairs of eyes staring down at you.

“These are my friends! I told them about you and they wanted to meet you in person!”

You nervously look around at all the boys, some of them you recognize from your classes.

For example, the Pink haired boy sat in the back of your art history class a couple of seats down from you.

And thankfully he spoke first.

“We have a class together. You sit on the other side of the class by the board.” He starts and you nod, “It’s Seonghwa, right?”

Seonghwa nodded as he went to sit down in front of you. He was just as gorgeous as Mingi, his pink hair slicked back as his brown eyes stared into you with curiosity.

“Mingi told us about how you helped him, thank you for that, he can be a little clumsy and a he’s a slow eater..” Mingi blushed and rubbed the back of his head as the oldest spoke.

“So any friend of Mingi is a friend of ours. You’re more than welcome to come chill with us in the band room.” Another shorter male spoke, your eyes drifted to him, he had black hair with grey highlights. He had a lazy smile on his face as he sat beside Seonghwa.

You nodded along before your phone went off. “Oh! I’m sorry, but i have to get to my class before i’m late!” You quickly gave them a smile before heading off to class, feeling all of their eyes on you.

They waited to say something until you were completely out of sight.

“Fucking hell she’s cute..”

“I know right! She’s so adorable and awkward!”

“We should invite her over one night..”

"See See! I told you guys!"

Mingi smiled at your backside, he was already making plans in his head, the wedding bells were going, when Seonghwa put a hand on his shoulder.

“Whatever you’re thinking, You better hold it off. You remember how the last one went, Mingi.”

“But Hwaaaaa she’s so cute!!” “I don’t care. And I don't have time to make people's families disappear this year.”

The larger male pouts as his friends group together to head out, a trio of girls watching as they leave out together.

A scowl was on the brunette's face, her green contacts holding a nasty glare.

“Ugh! It’s like Mingi forgot about me already! I only forgot to go to lunch with him once.”

“Ga-Yeon. It was four times. IN a row. You know how sensitive Mingi is.”

“Exactly! And that’s why he’s the easiest to get to in order to get to that fine ass captain~”

The other two groaned in annoyance at their friend

. Kim Ga-Yeon, Yuki Yanamato and Raina Westen. The schools mean girls, they make anyone's life a living hell. Especially if you show interest in the boys, or the eight wonders as they call them.

Song Mingi was the jewel of Ga-Yeon’s eyes. Or the key to her treasure, she saw him as her pathway to become the groups girl. She saw it happen to her bestfriend, Jae.

Another one of the mean girls who made her way to the top, getting in Hongjoong’s good graces, sitting on his lap basically being the queen of the school.

Who knows what happened to her, she kinda vanished.

And Ga-yeon saw her opportunity.

But you were in it.

“Who the fuck was that (h/c) headed bitch?! And why was Mingi saying her name like that?”

“That Bitches name is (Y/n). I have her in a few classes. She’s a newbie here.”

“Oh So she has no idea who the hell we are then?”

Ga-Yeon smirked.

“Then let us show her who we are.”

—

“YOU WHAT!?” Your suitemate and bestfriend, Jade yelled. Jade was the reason that you got into this school. The only reason your parents let you go here was because of her.

“I became friends with Song Mingi..” You said meekly and watched as she slid down her bedroom wall. “(Y/n), Hunny, my darling sweet rose. You gotta stay away from that one!”

You stared at her in confusion as you watched her rummage through her room for a notebook.

“AHA!” You squeak as she launches a book at you, “(Y/n)’s beginner guide to TRA? Really Jade?”

“It’s for your Safety dammit!! Now read that shit! It’ll tell you everything i know about those eight fucks and why you should stay away!”

“How…How do you even have this? AND WHY DOES IT HAVE PHOTOS?!”

Jade smirks, “I have my informants~. And I’m in the photography club!”

You roll your eyes at your best friend before actually going to read what she wrote for you.

Members of Ateenagerz ranked in level of stayawayness.

Written by Jade.

8) Choi Jongho

-relatively innocent.

- keeps to himself

- doesn’t fall in love easily so thats a good thing.

7) Kang Yeosang

Also rarely falls in love, but is dangerous.

He’s a little snarky bitch, always making slick comments.

He makes people go bye bye.

6) Jeong Yunho

Only higher because of the what they call the Protect Song Mingki squad

Is really kinda and actually genuinely nice.

Falls hard. Please stay away.

5) Jung Wooyoung

This fuck makes me wanna mow his got damn lawn he’s so annoying oh my god-

Always around San soo he’s dangerous.

Never seen him date anyone (might be in a secret gay relationship with San and Yeosang, not yet confirmed yet.)

4) Choi San

He’s so unpredictable.

One moment he’s sweet and lovely, acting like a pet cat boy, then next moment he’ll murk ya dead!

Big heavy on stay away on this one.

3) Park Seonghwa (mama hwa)

DO NOT FUCK WITH THE OTHERS AND LET HIM FIND OUT.

He’s quiet….too damn quiet.

He also makes people go bye-bye. Has made 3 of MIngi’s other failed girlfriends mysteriously disappear.

2) SONG MINGI (YOU BETTA LISTEN (Y/N)

Don’t let his goofiness fool you, this man is a big ass wolf in sheeps clothing

It’s because of him so many new girls have vanished. He falls in love too damn quickly!

And because of that, girls hurt his heart, which ends in him going to Hwa and Joong and then bye-bye.

Kim Hongjoong

If you get his affections imma just pray and call ya parents.

He’s dangerous. HE CARRIES AROUND A CANE FOR GODDAMN SAKE YA NAME AIN’T CIEL PHANTOMHIVE YOU SHORT MUTHAFUCK-

Anyways. Big red flag. Dodge and weave ‘em.

Orders people to go bye-bye.

You looked over at your friend and sighed. “I’ll keep this in mind..” You say softly.

“Y/n…. i swear to god.”

“I’M SORRY JADE BUT FUCK-!” You plop on the couch in the room.

“He’s the type of man that make ya get to clawing at shit. Just straight clawing!”

“AYE Don’t you use my lines when we’re talking about these foul men!”

You sigh again, slumping down. Of course leave it to you to catch the eye of the school bad boys. On your first day. YOUR FIRST FUCKING DAY NOT EVEN A WEEK HAS PASSED AND YOU’RE ALREADY IN SUM SHIT.

Maybe they’ll forget about you by next week, they’ll forget you exist and you pray to the great HEAVENS that you won’t mysteriously go poof.

But of course. You knew that it was too good to be true.

PING!

You look over at your phone then look at Jade, you pick and up and see the message on your screen.

*Mingi has added you to a chat, the homies :) *

Mingi: Y/n~! Let's go on a date friday after class~! I want to get to know you better~ :)

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cat3ch1sm · 2 years

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requests are back therefore iiii am baaaaccckk!!!

i have decided i would like a lil sum sum both angst/hurt but obviously ending happy because i am weak without it 🤪snarky bamf girlfriend has gone missing how very dare she. she begged to leave to go shopping because she love’s watari she does but he can’t….shop bless his heart (and she enjoys nature as well cause ya know fresh air takes away sadness at least that’s what my therapist said 😌☝️) L is freaking out but not but is cause he does have feelings and is like “i regret being in a relationship” only because he’s worried to all hell. if you do like during task force don’t wanna tell you how to write cause duh but i would not mind if it’s more like a character study of L as each member interacts with him (insert tries~~ to) and help with the ongoing situation. i dunno i kinda see obviously golden retriever himbo matsuda being the one uncomfortable with the fact that L is still so stoic. would L lash out? i dunno sure. you’re probably wondering whomst would take snarky girlfriend and howst did they know about her? just a random dude and i think that’s what pisses L off its not anyone with a vendetta just some random sicko. she comes back obviously and once again you can decide that part because i did not think that far 😌😊. anywhoooooooo welcome back literally take a sabbatical if needed. with that being said take as long as you want with this request cause yes ✨tdlrrrr: girlfriend gone, L freaking out, task force struggling to help, girlfriend come back, literally cannot go anywhere ever again and tbh can’t leave L’s sight 🫡 God bless bestie soldier

🐸| hey girl queen pussy boss glad to see u in my reqs again😏

Why did he even let you leave?

L had never let you go out without someone keeping tabs on you at all times- usually him. Of course, nobody on the outside knew he was L, but it was just to be on the safe side. Regardless. You'd been gone for over five hours with no follow-up.

Hell. He knew he should have just stuck that tracking chip on your shoelace when he had the chance.

He really shouldn't have cared. There were far more important things to tend to, obviously. L was in the middle of the Kira investigation, for god's sake, working with just six other people, one of which he was almost completely sure was the internationally feared murderer himself. That was what should have been on his mind. And anyways, you were an adult. You were intelligent and resourceful and every bit as capable as he. If harm befell you, L had very little doubt that you wouldn't be able to make your way out. But no matter how much he tried to convince himself that what was going on around him was significantly more pressing, something in him just wouldn't accept that. There was an annoying nagging in the back of his mind reminding him that you still weren't back.

L really couldn't stand you leaving to begin with. What did you need to go shopping for Watari for, anyway? The man looked just fine in his professional attire, L thought. But you had insisted that Watari needed more up-to-date clothing and a wider selection of outfits in general, and L, knowing it would be useless to argue with you, had simply let you leave. But it couldn't possibly take that long to buy clothes for a man three times your age, right? Then again, L wouldn't know. He'd never even set foot in a shopping center- his trusty white shirt and blue jeans had served him just fine for years. Why had he even gotten in a relationship to begin with? If he had never met you, he wouldn't have to feel this way. That would have been much more preferable.

Oh, please. He didn't mean a word of that and it was impossible to convince himself that he did. L knew he was really starting to panic if he was thinking like this.

The members of the task force themselves also seemed to notice your absence despite them not knowing you very well. The loss of the atmosphere of arrogance and lack of sarcastic remarks was not missed by anyone- which prompted the most eager (and the most tone-deaf) member of the group, Matsuda, to ask about your extended absence.

"Hey, L- I mean, Ryuzaki?" Matsuda carefully stepped towards the detective, whose blank expression was beginning to falter. "You know, Y/N's been gone a while... do you think everything's okay?"

So even Matsuda had noticed, L realized. That didn't seem good- but he was determined to keep it together, and he definitely didn't feel like talking about it with Matsuda.

"She's fine," L replied, a little too sharply, and Matsuda backed up a bit. "That's unimportant right now. How close are we to formulating a plan to infiltrate Yotsuba directly?"

"Oh- yeah. My bad." Matsuda scurried away, leaving L to mull over your whereabouts. Assuming shopping wasn't supposed to take this long as he'd suspected, there were several possibilities. Perhaps you'd been taken was one he was a bit concerned about- you didn't look very strong at first glance, and of course most people would consider you quite attractive. But L more doubted this than didn't- you weren't an inexperienced fighter, and you were more than capable of fighting off anyone that approached you the wrong way.

Next thought- maybe there had been a situation at the shop you'd gone to? Maybe someone had burst through the door with a gun and held everyone hostage- but L didn't think that was likely, either. Japan was so strict about who could have a gun that it was almost impossible for a regular citizen to obtain one- and definitely not someone crazy enough to hold a bunch of people hostage. Third scenario.

Okay, removing all ideas of foul play- there were lots of potential reasons why you weren't back yet that didn't involve you getting kidnapped or killed. Maybe you just ran into a friend at the store and stuck around with them to catch up. Maybe traffic was just bad- it had been drizzling all day, anyway. He knew you had a penchant for things like trees and birds- perhaps you had just stopped at a nearby park or something.

Wait- what if you'd run into someone else? A new person? Someone who wasn't so... reclusive. Quirky. Reserved. Odd. L wouldn't be surprised if you had just found someone you fancied more- someone like you had tons of options, more than L cared to admit at the moment. Maybe you'd wanted to get away from him for once and accepted a date request from this other person. Maybe you'd found them fun, fascinating, attractive. Someone like that would probably be much appreciated by you when all you did was spend time with L and his... personality.

L decided to stop himself there. He was going to worry himself into a frenzy if he kept that up. No, next.

Maybe Watari's wardrobe actually did need updating- and badly, for you to be gone this long. When was the last time L had seen the elderly man out of that stately suit and hat, anyway...?

"Ryuzaki?"

L snapped out of his thoughts and slowly spun around in his chair to face Detective Yagami, who was eyeing L with a furrowed brow. "Is everything alright? You seem to be in a bit of a trance..."

"Yes, yes, I'm fine." L averted his eyes and waved his hand dismissively, turning back around before Soichiro saw his normally calm visage waver. Unfortunately, Soichiro's son stood right beside his father; L could feel Light's eyes burning into the back of his head.

"Dad's right; you seem a little off," Light added, stepping around L's chair so that he could see L's face. "We're making pretty good progress with Yotsuba, if that's what you're worried about- we've got a couple of leads-"

"That's good." L interrupted, and Light cocked his head at the detective, a little put off. "Keep it up."

Light turned around and began to wander back over to the rest of the task force, watching L's back from the corner of his eye. When he was face-to-face with his colleagues again, he brought up L's unusual demeanor, lowering his voice. "I know this might not be a great time, but have you all noticed anything a little odd about Ryuzaki today?"

Soichiro nodded in agreement. "Yes, I have... he seems a bit- dare I say- distracted." He kept his voice barely audible as to not attract the attention of the enigmatic detective just a few feet away from where the group was huddled.

"I noticed it too; it's unlike him," Aizawa added in a businesslike tone. "Although I'd rather stay on task than discuss Ryuzaki, it's honestly unsettling..."

"He must be very much so if we can tell," Light decided. "I mean, Ryuzaki obviously hides a lot under the surface- so if we can see it, something must be really bothering him."

"I know, right?" Matsuda exhaled, seeming relieved that he hadn't been the only one that had noticed L's unusual behavior. "I even went and asked him about it."

"Straight out?" Soichiro looked startled. "Matsuda, good grief."

"No, no- not straight straight out," Matsuda hurriedly amended, shaking his head wildly. "I just asked him about Y/N, and he kind of snapped at me and I came back over here," he explained quickly.

Light snapped his fingers, coming to a realization. "Of course- Y/N is what's worrying him. Have you noticed how long it's been since we've heard from her? Ryuzaki must be fretting over her whereabouts."

Soichiro turned to Light, an understanding expression on his face as he thought over this. "Right. We already know the two of them have... a relationship of sorts, so it's only natural for someone to be concerned- especially someone like Ryuzaki."

"I can't imagine why he'd be very worried about her," Aizawa scoffed. "Y/N seems more than capable to me."

"Still, he's worried. Normal human emotions!" Matsuda announced triumphantly, throwing his arms into the air.

The other three men collectively facepalmed.

Matsuda dropped his arms, puzzled. "Wha-?" Confusedly, he turned around- and was met with the startling sight of Ryuzaki's wide eyes staring right back at him.

"Agh!" Matsuda instantly whirled back around and squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment as the other task force members glared at him, annoyed.

"Again- good grief, Matsuda," Soichiro snapped under his breath, and Matsuda dared to open his eyes a smidge to give the older man a sheepish smile.

"My bad, Chief..."

Luckily for the group, Ryuzaki didn't budge from his chair, instead having turned back around to fidget aimlessly with the mouse of his computer. Of course, the lack of reprimand for the group being off task was not lost on the men, who goggled in shock at Ryuzaki and then Matsuda, who seemed just as appalled as everyone else.

"Uh- why didn't he get mad again?" Aizawa asked, brow furrowed.

"Beats me..." Matsuda glanced one more time at Ryuzaki before turning to face the others with wide eyes. "Okay, he's totally freaking out about Y/N, right? He has to be."

"I guess that's the only conclusion," Light agreed, looking uncertain. "But if the guy running this whole operation is distracted, what are we supposed to do to help?"

"Ah, you're right- that may be a problem," Soichiro affirmed nervously. "But this is Ryuzaki- I'm really at a loss for what to do here."

The group stood in thoughtful silence for a couple of minutes, wondering how to fix this problem.

Matsuda suddenly snapped his head up. "Hey, let's cheer him up!" he suggested gleefully, making sure to keep his voice hushed this time.

The rest of the task force reacted accordingly to this idea.

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Huh?"

"Oh, come on- you heard me," Matsuda enthused, his expression brightening. "If we can make him feel better, he won't be distracted, and we can get things going again!"

"Sounds like a pipe dream," Aizawa jutted in scornfully.

"Not if we pull it off."

"And the chance of that is...?" Light prompted sarcastically before folding his arms across his chest and letting out an exasperated breath. "I really think we ought to just leave him be. Y/N will be back soon, more than likely, and he'll be just fine."

"Still," Matsuda insisted. "We're just being nice! And it's super weird seeing Ryuzaki like this, anyway... so why not?"

"And how would you suggest we go about that, Matsuda?" Soichiro queried, his tone skeptical as well.

Matsuda eyed both Yagamis curiously. "You've never cheered anybody up before when they're down? Just tell him that there's nothing to worry about- but in a lot more words than that."

"Okay, Matsuda, quick reminder that this is Ryuzaki." Aizawa arched a brow dubiously.

"Yeah, well, Ryuzaki or not, he's still a human being."

"But do we know that for sure?" Now both eyebrows were raised.

"Okay, okay." Light held up two hands, silencing the two men. "You know what, Matsuda? We'll try it, just to humor you. But if this doesn't go as planned..."

"Thanks, Light! Don't worry, it'll be fine- come on, guys!" Matsuda, apparently having no qualms at all, began strolling right towards Ryuzaki, leaving the other men no choice but to follow him.

"I hope he knows what he's doing," Soichiro murmured beneath his breath.

"With Matsuda? It's kind of a gamble," Light told his father as the group approached L, who turned around upon hearing the men behind him. Seeming a little caught off guard, L cocked his head at them, eyeing each in turn. "Is something the matter?"

Light, Soichiro, and Aizawa all awkwardly mumbled different things in unison, the general idea being that Matsuda was the one who forced them over here. Matsuda, however, paid no mind to the others and flashed a somewhat pitiful smile at L, who blinked in confusion.

"Actually- we were wondering-"

"You were wondering," Aizawa interjected sharply.

Matsuda huffed. "Okay, I was mostly wondering- but they were too- if you were doing okay?"

L continued to look confused. "Doing okay?"

"Like, uh, we were wondering if you were feeling alright. If something was wrong?" Matsuda sputtered, chuckling awkwardly after every few words, the task force behind him grimacing as L glanced towards them.

"I am alright. Thank you for asking. Now wh-"

"But are you really, though?" Matsuda cut him off abruptly, wringing his hands nervously. "I- what I mean is-"

Finally, Light, seeing that if they allowed Matsuda to go on he would say the wrong thing, interrupted Matsuda himself. "To be honest, we've noticed that your behavior has been a little out of the ordinary since Y/N left a while ago. To put it simply, we're curious as to if she is the reason for this."

Matsuda sent Light a grateful look as Light stepped back slightly with a wince. Meanwhile, L just watched the group, apparently waiting for the next person to talk.

"Of course, we don't mean to be invasive," Soichiro clarified, deciding to help the pair that had just spoken. "We'd just like to know if you need us to do anything." Aizawa, not knowing how to add on, just affirmed Soichiro's words with a firm nod.

L sighed, seeming exasperated, and the entire task force collectively cringed, hoping their words hadn't come off the wrong way.

"If you must know..." L finally spun around, his gaze not meeting anyone else's. "I am a bit concerned as to where Y/N may be right now. There's no need to walk on eggshells- you all are already aware that we have a bit of a relationship, so please, don't look so nervous."

Nobody relaxed.

"I appreciate your concern, but really, it's unnecessary," L insisted. "I'm just a little worried. Everything is fine."

"Can't be if we can tell something's wrong," Matsuda countered, and L's probing gaze instantly shot up to look at him. Matsuda faltered some before continuing on. "Well, I mean, you never show any emotions ever, so... I mean..."

L arched a brow, but his response wasn't what Matsuda expected. "Excellent deduction."

"Well, I'm sure she'll be back soon," Light chimed in, a little weirded out by the whole situation, but trying to be reassuring anyway. "Y/N certainly isn't helpless- I'm not suspecting any foul play, so I hope that's not what you're worried about."

The words sounded strange coming from Light's mouth- Ryuzaki, worried about someone? His thoughts on humanity as a whole were pretty straightforward: trust nobody, they're only "cunning monsters," so forth. But it seemed L didn't feel that way about everyone.

"I agree," Soichiro added, sounding tentative. "It's probably traffic or something similar that's keeping her. I'm sure there isn't any need to worry."

L didn't reply to either Yagami, only looking up at them with just a hint of uncertainty on his face. "Mm... do you think so?"

"To be honest, you never know with women." Aizawa shrugged flippantly, trying to lighten the mood some. "They say they'll be back in an hour and you don't see them for five, they say 'fine' when they actually want you dead, all of that. Y/N's probably still... what was she doing?... shopping or something. Wouldn't be surprised if she just wanted to 'look around' a little more- and apparently, that's not a slow process with them."

Now L actually looked lost. Meanwhile, the other task force members slowly lifted their gazes towards Aizawa, equally questioning expressions on their faces.

"Uh... thanks for the information... I guess?" Matsuda squinted at his coworker, bewildered.

Aizawa pursed his lips unapologetically. "I tried."

Matsuda blinked before turning back to L. "Okay- so why exactly are you so worried? What do you think might have happened?" He spun around to face Light. "Hey, Light, you have a girlfriend- what would you be worried about besides for foul play?"

Light's expression dulled at the mention of Misa Amane. "Can't say I'd be worried," he answered listlessly. "When she isn't with me and she's out in public, she has a couple of bodyguards with her a lot of the time."

Matsuda coughed awkwardly. "Uh, yeah, right. Uh- well, if you don't mind, Light, if Misa-Misa was my girlfriend, I'd be worried that she'd find somebody else to be with!" He laughed nervously, putting a hand behind his head. "I mean, it would just seem like she had a bunch of other, way better options for a boyfriend." He looked back down at Ryuzaki, who blinked up at Matsuda with an odd expression. "Maybe you're worried about something similar? That she ran off with a random guy or something?"

L was silent for a few seconds before responding. "...maybe. But if that were true, I'd be more worried about foul play than Y/N deciding to leave with no warning. That would be out of character."

"Huh- I guess you're right; that would be kinda weird." Matsuda stuck out his lower lip in thought.

Now Soichiro spoke up. "Forgive me if this is offensive, but... knowing you, I'd expect you had something like a tracking device on her- honesty, I'm a little bit surprised you don't."

"Yes, I know, and normally I would," L sighed. "However, I was specifically asked not to, so I refrained..."

"It's okay," Aizawa offered. "I mean, it's a lot better than you doing it anyway and her finding out later."

L nodded halfheartedly.

"If you're really concerned, Ryuzaki, you could let us go out and try to look for her," Matsuda suggested helpfully. "Especially since we're sort of way off task already..."

"A search? Now?" Light queried, eyeing Matsuda skeptically.

"Yeah? Why not? It's not like we'll be able to focus now, anyway." Matsuda shrugged casually.

"Now isn't the best time," Soichiro interjected, siding with his son as usual. "Of course, this is still the Kira investigation..."

"Actually, I'm with Matsuda on this one- for once," Aizawa cut in. "We won't be able to really do our best work if Y/N's on our minds. It'd be best if we just went out and got her already."

"Didn't we establish that Y/N is perfectly capable of handling herself?" Light countered. "She'll come back when she comes back. There's more important things at hand."

"My son is right," Soichiro affirmed. "Matsuda- please think twice before dragging us all somewhere next time..."

"But, chief- you guys agreed to help cheer up Ryuzaki so we could get back on task!" Matsuda protested. "Of course, sir, no disrespect."

"Cheer me up?" L glanced up at Matsuda questioningly.

"Yeah, this was a team decision," Aizawa challenged. "If we hadn't come over here, we would have just spent the whole time wondering about Ryuzaki."

"You could have just asked me-" L tried to cut in.

"Are my father and I the only ones capable of focusing on the task at hand?" Light demanded, his tone growing agitated and the atmosphere tense. "Why are we worrying about an issue that will just resolve itself?"

"What if- but what if it didn't?" Matsuda sputtered, a little caught off guard at the change in Light's normally cool demeanor. "There's always the risk that-"

"Again," Soichiro interrupted, his voice still calm, "Y/N can tend to herself. We've already eliminated the possibility of these 'risks.'"

The discussion quickly began to devolve into chaos, the task force members at odds and L unable to get in a single word.

"But there's still a chance-"

"Y/N can take care of herself!"

"There's nothing wrong with making sure."

"It isn't like we're gonna get anything done at this point!"

"You realize this isn't an everyday investigation, right?"

"Everyone, please-"

"You're doing nothing but drowning everybody out at this point!"

"I don't see why you're so against this idea!"

"I could say the same for you!"

"Please-"

"Hey."

Everyone stopped in their tracks, the room suddenly silent as your voice echoed through the room. Casually, you made your way towards the others, arms full of shopping bags and oblivious to the chaos that had just ceased.

"Hello, everyone- what did I miss?" You looked around the room, your eyes coming to a stop at the task force still in their arguing stances, your boyfriend shrouded by their silhouettes.

You arched a brow. "Okay, why is everyone looking at me like that?'

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