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flqwerjo · 24 days ago

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─── 𝑳𝑫𝑹 (𝑳𝑜𝑣𝑒,𝑫𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑹𝑜𝑏𝑜𝑡𝑠)

˚.❀𝑷𝐴𝐼𝑅𝐼𝑁𝐺 ─── Robot!Sunghoon x Reader

˚.❀𝑺𝑌𝑁𝑂𝑃𝑆𝐼𝑆 ─── Men sucked, Real men sucked ── they don't know shit and only think about themselves. And as if the gods had heard you , you've found a website that sounded ridiculous enough not to click ── you just had to check it out. Build your own boyfriend ; they really meant it when they said that. So , for the fun of it ; you've built your own boyfriend and ordered him. What you didn't expect was for your Robotic 'Boyfriend' to gain self awareness and for you to fall for him.

˚.❀𝑮𝐸𝑁𝑅𝐸/𝐶𝑊 ─── nsfw (mdni) , futuristic!Au, romance , robotic sex, cussing , Sunghoon gets self-aware, alien stage characters mentioned (ifykyk), fingering, masturbation with another person watching, nipple stimulation, mention of sex toys , a bit of angst if you squint ˚.❀𝑾𝑂𝑅𝐷 𝐶��𝑈𝑁𝑇 ─── 9.3k ˚.❀𝑁𝑂𝑇𝐸 ─── i hope this doesn't flop </3 this ended up being longer than intended. Special thanks to @jaylaxies and @taetebebe for encouraging me to continue !

𝒄ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡ᵎᵎ (˶˃⤙˂˶)

Prologue : Real men suck.

You were sick of it , another date that you thought was going to be the one date you'd come back home from happily went down the drain. Men just sucked , they absolutely fucking sucked and didn't care about anyone other than themselves. Talk about fragile masculinity.

You weren't lucky in the love and relationship field ── somehow , you've always managed to attract complete pricks or one of those 'nice' guys who were absolute psychopaths and crash out professionals. So , you've had peaceful years of staying single , sure maybe a hookup once in a while but nothing that lasted for a long time ── you were simply living life. But that didn't mean that you wanted it to stay like that , otherwise you wouldn't have collected every ounce of courage in your body to go on a date once in a while with the hopes of getting into a relationship ── you just never found the right one. Maybe your standards were too high , a lot of the guys you had gone on a date with would throw that sentence at your head at the end of it just because you don't want to sleep with them on the first date. It was ridiculous.

"He almost threw a damn temper tantrum just because I stepped away when he tried to kiss me. Like damn , my bad for wanting to keep it demure ── I didn't even want to kiss him! I don't get how he'd want to kiss me when his lips were still covered in tomato sauce", your face cringing as you recalled the date , lips closing around the straw of your drink as you slurped on it , watching the way your friend's face also scrunched up in disgust. "Ew.... couldn't he at least wipe his mouth, maybe then he could've gotten a kiss from you", you quickly shook your head while humming "no" , your eyes widening out of disbelief. "Nu uh! I would never in my life kiss him! He made me pay the damn bill because he 'forgot' his wallet! Yunjin, he ordered the most expensive meals off the menu and didn't even eat all of it!", you couldn't help but scoff a little , this was the last time you'd accept paying the whole bill ── it's either half half or nothing.

"Ho, did you go on a date with a child?", Yunjin chuckled , sipping on her own drink while you were scrolling on your phone. Suddenly , you saw something that made you stop scrolling. A pop ad showed up. BYOB : Build your own boyfriend ── ...? What a strange website. Build your own boyfriend? That sounded like a dream but it also sounded way too ridiculous to be true ── so you clicked on it , not even thinking about it being a scam or a virus.

But it was legit , there it was. There were a variety of things you could do such as customize the face , body build and with body build they meant everything , skin tones, eye color , change the hairstyle ── it was like playing the sims , just cooler? "Girl , oh my god ── check this out", Yunjin's head snapped up upon your call out to her , getting startled by your phone right in front of her face before her eyes squinted slightly. "Dude, you seriously need to turn the brightness of your phone up", Yunjin huffed as she took your phone , adjusting the brightness of it before looking at the website you had opened ── her eyebrows furrowed a little before she gave you a look.

"Build your own boyfriend? This has to be a scam", Yunjin shook her head , reaching over the table to hand you your phone back. "I don't know , it could be ... but you can't know that unless you try it out? I just looked at some of the reviews and they look pretty legit , all the customers reviewed pictures with their 'boyfriends'. Now.... what if I just...", Yunjin put her hands up as a surrender as you trailed off. "You do you , girl. But don't come crying to me if you get scammed! But really? A robotic boyfriend? Don't you want to give real men another chance?", you sighed.

"No , real men suck. With this , I can program him myself and have the man I want and deserve. Besides , this is just for the fun of it", you replied back , taking a screenshot of the website so you could look further into it back at home ── you had a 'date' with your close friend after all and there was lots of shopping to do!

Chapter 1 : I guess I have a boyfriend now ?

You didn't know if you were insane for it or not ── did you really care? No , but your bank account was certainly screaming out of pure agony from the amount of money you had spent. Listen , if it's gonna be legit then you'd at least want the robot boyfriend to actually be like how you wanted him to be ── if it's a scam , as embarrassing as that would be , you'd call the police, simple as that.

Despite how unhinged you felt about actually building your own boyfriend , you couldn't help but feel anticipation and maybe even excitement. According to the website , you'll barely remember that it's a robot from how real it'll feel ── from the behavior down to the skin texture and the way it'll talk , the website gave 100% guarantee that it'll feel and act like an actual Human. Well , you'll see whether or not that's true ── or if it will arrive at all.

The only thing you had to do was program his behavior and personality ── you only programmed the personality , you didn't really care about the behavior unless it was like really really icky stuff , you could simply change the program then. Talking about the program , the usb stick you had moved the program on was close to slipping out from between your fingers with the way you have been fiddling with it ── the bottom of your feet gently padding against your wooden flooring as you paced back and forth.

Your 'Boyfriend' was supposed to arrive today fully built together ── all you had to do was stick the usb stick into the port and download the program you have coded and dress him since he'll arrive naked. You even took the day off of work just to receive the package ── it would be embarrassing for you if one of your neighbors received it for you. But then again , you live in the future , a lot of people had their own robots ── just not a robotic lover ... unless they were freaks , guess you were a freak as well then. You prayed that your neighbors wouldn't see it , because from an outsider's perspective : they'd think you ordered a robotic boyfriend because you just were so so lonely ── you were in fact lonely yes , but that wasn't the reason you had ordered it , it was just out of pure curiosity and fun.

You just hoped that the robot would look just the way you had customized it ── honestly, the options they've offered were overwhelming and you had spent at least 3 hours customizing the robot. The options were insane , what do you mean you could even customize the genitals?? The doorbell rang , putting your train of thoughts to a stop and you almost ran to the door to open it.

"Hi , I have a huge package for you ,Miss ,from company B── Yes! Yes I know , haha! Thank you!", you screeched as the delivery guy was close to saying the company's name out loud , a forced bright smile on your face as you spotted one of your neighbors outside before grabbing the stacking cart your package was on. You didn't even give the delivery guy a second to breathe as you placed the package into your apartment on your own before you practically shoved the stacking cart back into the delivery guy's chest and slammed your door shut. That was totally not suspicious, yeah , absolutely.

You let out a heavy sigh , your fingers running through your hair as you made your way to the living room where you placed the Package to lay on the floor. Jesus, that package was fucking huge . Your hands rested on your hips as you hit the pregnant lady stance , your eyes studying the package ── how in the world were you going to open that ?

Well , it was now or never ── you thought as you grabbed a utility knife and cut through the layers of tape that were wrapped around the package to keep it protected. Your heart was starting to pound against your chest as you slowly opened it , a quiet gasp leaving your lips as you discovered what was inside ── there , there it was : your very own Robot.

It was crazy how humane he looked. The pads of your fingers ran along the texture of the face , the synthetic skin really felt like real actual skin. The eyelashes, every single eyebrow hair , every pore on the synthetic skin ── you were impressed with the details. If you wouldn't have known that this was a robot , you'd think that it was an actual human who just looked way too good to be real.

"Alright so... I'll just have to dress him first and then start him..", you mumbled to yourself as your eyes glanced down and ── Jesus christ!? You only put 8 inches as a Joke , you didn't know they were really going to do that! Your wide eyes quickly looked away , feeling slightly awkward .God damn it (Y/n) , get a grip! It's a robot ── you thought to yourself as you took a deep breath and grabbed the clothes from the couch that you had placed there beforehand so you wouldn't need to look for them later. You dressed your Robot in something comfy and casual ── a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie , of course you also dressed him with a pair of boxer shorts underneath and a pair of socks on his feet.

Once fully dressed , you grabbed the USB stick and turned his head over so you could access the USB port and stuck it inside , your finger pressing the power on button on his chest which was funny enough... his left nipple. You couldn't help but pull a thin lipped face at that ── of course it was going to be a nipple , damn.

Suddenly, his eyes opened and looked directly at you , the sudden action making you jump back in surprise. The logo of the company glowed in his eyes before a small loading bar showed up , indicating that the program you've coded was downloading. Before you had a minute to breathe, another jump scare greeted you as he suddenly sat up and just... stared at you. "Uhm... Hi?", you awkwardly raised your hand and gave him a wave to which he only blinked again and copied what you did.

"Hello. My name is Park Sunghoon and from today on I'll be your personal robotic Boyfriend until I'm not needed anymore , destroyed , neglected or discarded ── until then, I'll be by your side (Y/n)", his voice was surprisingly smooth and not ... robotic at all ── that company really did a good job , especially with the design : just like how you customized him.

"Alright... thank you?", well ... your little funsies turned into something legit. How were you going to explain this to your one and only friend Yunjin?

Chapter 2 : To act like a Human

"Wow.... he doesn't look like a robot at all. I expected more static noises and less details.... more like a robot and not like a human. At least he can cook, technology really is a great thing", Yunjin studied Sunghoon from the couch , watching the way he was cooking for you and Yunjin ── he didn't need food after all, sure , he can eat it but it doesn't serve him the same purposes as for Humans. While food provides nutrition for living beings , the food he can or would consume gets turned into energy ── where does it go? Simple, the food gets pulverized inside his stomach.

"I know right... I kind of forget that he's a robot until he pulls up with the all the information's and news you would find on google. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea... he's more like a male housewife than a boyfriend. But he does... treat me good. He gives me foot rubs whenever i come back from work and runs me a bath without me having to ask", Yunjin just looked at you , blinking a couple times before she giggled. "No , yo didn't get a boyfriend. You got a whole damn house husband , man , I'm jealous", Yunjin sipped on her drink before smiling in glee as Sunghoon held out two plates of the meal he just cooked , your eyes looking up meet him dark brown ones. "Are you not going to eat as well?", you asked to which he shook his head.

"Don't be ridiculous, Food doesn't serve me any purpose. It would be a waste for me to eat it", Sunghoon replied back in that monotone voice of his to which you could only sigh. "You have to learn how to ... eat with us... with me ── it would make you appear more human-like", he tilted his head at your response, going through with the words you have said. More Human like? Was he too robotic for your taste? "You...want me to act ... like a human..?", he asked slowly , his eyes narrowing slightly , watching as you nodded your head. "Your wish is my command", with that , he left off to grab himself a plate ── maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to eat.. human food : it does get turned into energy after all for him and it would make him blend in easier. Sure , it wasn't new that robots like him existed ── but maybe you were embarrassed about it? I mean , not everyone wanted to be known as someone who 'dates' a robot.

His eyes glanced to look at you and Yunjin , his eyes quite literally scanning your vitals and your mood as your data bank showed up for him. You were happy and healthy , but he noticed something that made his eyes narrow slightly ── your exhaustion levels were high along with your stress levels. He should have known , not only was he able to see it but the whole week that passed since he arrived made him take note of how much of a workaholic you were .When he 'woke up', you were already gone for work. When you come back home , you'd quickly eat and go straight back to work on your computer. He gave himself a mental reminder to get up an hour earlier every single day so he could track when you'd wake up and record your morning routine. You were his human after all , he had to take care of you so that was mandatory ── that wasn't part of your program though , that was something that was built into his basic system.

"Oh wow... you didn't need to buy all the groceries. I was going to do that", your eyes were wide in surprise as you looked at the grocery bags on the dinner table , his back turned to you as he sorted the items that needed to be refrigerated into your fridge. "Isn't that what humans do?", Sunghoon asked back as he turned around to look at you , a pack of tomatoes in his hands. "I mean yeah... but how did you know..── I have recorded everything you've mumbled under your breath or couldn't find because you ran out of it", Sunghoon interrupted you which only made you raise a brow.

"But I didn't say anything about fresh ingredients... packs of instant noodles would have done the job", you replied back as you walked over to the table to help him but he stopped you , his hand heavy on your shoulder as he rested it there.

"Your diet is unhealthy. You can't get all the nutrition's and proteins you need by eating and drinking instant noodles , energy drinks and coffee every single day. As your boyfriend , I'll take care of you. You will eat two or three meals a day with snacks in between in a healthy moderation. You can still continue drinking your coffee and energy drinks , at least the food needs to be healthy. If you wish for me to not do that , I must disappoint you ── it's stated in your program that you want me to take care of you and to be someone you'll be able to rely on. Now , go into the bathroom. I have run a bath for you and placed freshly washed clothes on the sink counter for you to change in. After that , you will eat and relax a bit. I've recorded your routine and you don't use any free time to relax and destress ── humans are fragile , this will quickly end in a burn out. I have confiscated your laptop so you won't sneak around and try to work on it , you can do that after you've relaxed for at least an hour and ate something", you could only blink , a bit taken aback by the whole monologue he had held and he didn't even give you a second to even reply back , his hand turning you around and giving you a gentle push into the direction of the bathroom.

As much as you wanted to complain... you needed this ── for once in your life , you were actually able to breathe without the weight of the stress weighing down on your chest and making it difficult to breathe.

Chapter 3 : Handsome young Lad── That's your boyfriend ?!

You couldn't shake off that feeling that you had forgotten something at home ── something was missing , but you couldn't place your finger on what it was. Oh well, it wasn't important then ── you thought as you shrugged your shoulders.

The sound of your fingers tapping down on your keyboard joined the sounds of your coworkers' keyboards clicking . The office was quiet otherwise ── well , except for two of your female coworkers giggling and gossiping behind you. It was a nuisance on some days, the days where the office work was more stressful ── you just drowned it out like usual. But then , you felt a tap on your shoulder.

Turning around , you were met by the same coworkers standing behind you with smiles on their faces. "(Y/n), we're going to karaoke later, do you want to join us?", one of them offered with a smile on her face , feeling giddy about asking you. "Uhm... I don't know... Karaoke isn't really my thing, but thank you for asking", you replied back with a small smile , a look of disappointment flashing in their eyes. " You never really do something with us , it's a shame because we'd really like to be friends with you", the other one asked in a calm yet slightly disappointed tone but they respected your decision.

Come to think of it... you've never tried to do something with your coworkers to strengthen the bond ── company dinners didn't count. Maybe , maybe joining once wouldn't hurt , right? ── especially since you've always politely rejected their offers.

"You know what... I'll join today , but only this once. And I won't sing", their smiles grew back onto their faces and they high fived each other. "We'll take that!", they said in unison and you couldn't help but chuckle under your breath ── it was kind of cute seeing them get so excited over it. "Trust you'll have so much fun! Sua always starts crying in the middle of singing", Mizi said with a giggle , her giggles intensifying as Sua huffed and bumped her shoulder against Mizi's.

But her giggles died down when she saw someone come into the office ── it wasn't a coworker or anyone of the higher ups. A new face maybe? "Hey... I think we're getting a new coworker , a really handsome one at that", Mizi whispered as she nudged her head into the direction , making both you and Sua turn to look at the office entrance ── your jaw dropped.

His eyes locked with yours and he walked over to your desk with big strides. "Sungh── You forgot the lunchbox I made for you...", Sunghoon cut you off as he gently placed a bag on your desk, your back straightened out of the shrimp position you were sat in as your fingers opened the bag to look inside ── all while Mizi and Sua were staring at the scene as if they have discovered an alien.

"Wow Sunghoon... that's ... a lot..", you muttered as you took one of the lunchboxes out ── there were two in total and one thermos can that possibly had soup or coffee in it. "Of course , you skipped breakfast so I packed a lot", he replied back in a matter of fact tone that only made you huff under your breath. Mizi's and Sua's eyes were darting between the two of you back and forth.

"Oh yeah... I'll come back home a bit later than usual. I'm joining Mizi and Sua to the karaoke today", Sunghoon nodded his head , his eyes briefly looking at the mention women to secretly scan them ── he just wanted to see if they had ill intentions with you , you didn't need that stress : but they didn't. "Social interactions , that's good", Sunghoon nodded his head before glancing at his watch.

"Make sure to eat as much as you can , you don't need to finish it all. I'll be leaving now", you nodded your head and waved him off. Only a second passed since Sunghoon stepped a foot outside of the office before Mizi and Sua grabbed your shoulder. "Was that your boyfriend?!", they asked in both shock and joy ── he had to be your boyfriend! You didn't know what to say, you couldn't exactly say roommate since no roommate would do something like that ── and you couldn't tell them that he was your robotic 'boyfriend'. So , you just nodded your head.

"Wow ! You really got a good catch! Not only does he cook for you and bring the food you had forgotten, he's also really handsome!", Sua said in her soft voice , a bright smile on her face ── missing the way Mizi glanced at her in a strange way ,her eyes softening the longer she looked at Sua.

"So good men do exist , huh?", Mizi chuckled to which you could only awkwardly chuckle along ── oh you sweet summer child , if only she knew that he was a robot you had customized , they didn't need to know that though. The two of them went back to their work desks and started to do their tasks , the hours stretching as they seemed to pass slower and slower the closer it got to the end of your shift.

Maybe going to karaoke with the two of them really wasn't that bad ── a small smile on your face as you watched them sing their hearts out to emotional love songs , watching them giggle whenever they missed a word of the lyric or sang in the wrong key. You felt happy and maybe , maybe getting new friends wasn't so bad ── now you don't feel so alone at work anymore.

Chapter 4 : A Human's body and it's reaction

You didn't expect this.

You felt weird about it but at the same time , you didn't care.

Yes , maybe you were weird for it to others ── you already were weird for even ordering him.

But you lived in the future , it didn't matter ── a world that almost got completely ruled by robots : it didn't matter now if you kissed your robot or not. Especially not when he felt so human-like , his lips cold against yours ── the heat of your lips slowly warming his cold ones up.

It all started when he came to you , asking what kissing felt like and what it does with a person. Lately he's been asking you a lot of... strange questions , as if he was questioning himself. He didn't even act the way you've programmed him anymore ── all the traits you programmed slowly disappeared. Don't get me wrong , he was still acting like your ideal type ── but he seemed to have gained his own personality. He started to go outside more , found his own style and even enjoyed going shopping, talked more about random stuff that were on his mind , cracked his own little jokes here and there ── he even applied for a job and started to play games ! It was as if he was trying to erase the part that he was in fact a robot , an artificial intelligence.

Now , one thing led to another after he had asked you if you could kiss him so he could figure out what it felt like and most importantly : How a Human's body reacts to it. Sure , he had his database but ── he wanted to experience it , feel it and discover it on his own.

One of his hands was on the side of your neck , his thumb pressing against your pulse point so he could feel under his thumb how your pulse quickened. Through half lidded eyes , he looked at you through his eyelashes ── watching how your eyelashes pressed against the apple of your cheeks , how your eyebrows furrowed when he pressed his lips harder against yours, Your breathing got hotter and ragged , your fingers clutching onto the shirt he was wearing , as if you were holding onto him to not fall.

His free arm was wrapped around your waist , hand resting on your hip to hold you close. He could feel it , feel the way your body was growing noticeably warmer under his touch , the way you shuddered when he started to experiment by licking your lips with the tip of his tongue ── yes , his tongue was indeed wet. If he had a heart , it would beat as fast as yours ── but there wasn't a heartbeat in his chest no , only the mechanical sounds vibrating in his chest to simulate a heartbeat that you could only hear if you'd press your ear against his chest.

You pulled away to take a breather , your lungs burning from the lack of air while his eyes were focused on your face ── the vital status in his eyes tracked that your cheeks were hot , your lips were slightly swollen and parted as you panted under your breath. So , this was what kissing does to a human...? From simple lips on lips contact with a little bit of tongue? This only made him curious ── he wanted more , he wanted to discover more , he wanted to find out what exactly would happen if this went further.

He didn't let go of you , the hand against the side of your neck sliding up to your face , his thumb under your chin to lift your head up so he could study you more properly.

"You're aroused", he stated calmly which only made the heat rise to your cheeks more intensely , giggling nervously. "Pshhhh , noooooo ", you tried to brush it off but he didn't falter.

"You are. I can see it. Your body temperature increased, your breathing got heavier and hotter ── your chest is heaving. Your cheeks are really hot , your heart is beating faster. Your estrogen levels also have risen", he explained as you pressed your lips tightly together ── god , of course he'd know. It's been a while since you've last had some sexual action or even kissed someone like that ── of course you'd react that way , especially with how surprisingly good he could kiss.

You stayed quiet , not quite sure what to reply back as you looked down at the floor.

"Are you embarrassed? But isn't that a normal human reaction? That's nothing to be embarrassed about , right?", he asked in a confused tone , his eyebrows furrowed slightly in confusion ── was he wrong?

"I am... and yes , it is a normal reaction.... it can just be... a little embarrassing for a person , you know..?", you mumbled under your breath.

"So some Humans feel embarrassed for getting aroused..? But that's nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about", he was suddenly deep in thoughts. What did embarrassment even feel like? Or shame? He wished he could find out what it felt like , but he simply can't ── he doesn't have built in emotions like that. A real shame if you'd ask me.

His stare on you was starting to get suffocating , you started to feel so so small under his gaze which he took note of before the next question came.

"What do human's do when they feel aroused?"

You felt the air in your lungs get knocked out as his question reached your ears , taken aback by the intimate question he asked so casually ── (Y/n) , remember , he's a robot. You coughed awkwardly.

"Well uhm... depends? If they're in a relationship or... really open minded , they'll have sex in most cases. If they're single , like me , they uhm.. you know , pleasure themselves..", this was so embarrassing! You just wanted to crawl into a hole and die... maybe touch yourself before that , but you just wanted to crawl away!

"You're not , you have me . I'm your boyfriend", he stated , his finger tapping against your cheek. Somehow , hearing those words from him made your heart skip a beat. Right , technically seen , he was your boyfriend so you also technically seen weren't single.

You sighed ── may lord give you the power to handle explaining it to him. The real reason why he's here.

"Technically, yeah but .. okay listen Sunghoon ── I didn't customize and ordered you to be my boyfriend. I thought the website was a scam and just... did it for fun. Yes , I've spent a lot of money just for some fun , I have enough money to spare but... I didn't expect it to be legit", his eyes bore into you as you explained it to him , his facial expression unchanging.

"But do you want me to be your boyfriend?", his question caught you off guard again , your head snapping up to look up to him.

"I..."

He blinked.

"That's not how humans work... right?", you nodded your head and he hummed before pulling you closer to him until your chest was pressing against his.

"I'll simply make you catch feelings for me. I am everything you want ── from the looks down to the personality. But human feelings , they can't be forced ── especially something like love , am i correct?", you nodded your head again and for the first time , you saw the corners of his lips tug up into a smile.

"Then I'll make you fall for me. Considering that I am the boyfriend you'd want , I doubt that you'll find someone who meets your standards ── no one can compare to me , you'll never be happy ".

Three weeks have passed since the day you and Sunghoon had kissed and the promise that he was going to make you fall for him ── his plan was working , which you didn't like to admit.

He started to act more ... like himself in a way. He wasn't acting like a robot anymore , not at all ── he was becoming more and more human-like. You started to forget that he was a robot.

He started to wake you up for work with breakfast in bed , help you with small things such as getting items from a higher shelf or opening jars for you ── even simple things such as restocking your stash of feminine products. He even started to decorate the apartment he lives with you in , even the room that he was staying in ── the once blank room that only had his charging station in it had some furniture. Yes , his room was minimalistic but it was neat and clean , reflecting his personality and even showcasing what he's recently been obsessed with ── his collection of glasses.

Whenever you'd come back home and step into your room , you'd be greeted with pure relaxation. He'd light scented candles up , make sure you'd come back home to a clean and cozy smelling room that just wants to make you lay in bed and read a book or binge watch a show. He also made sure to get you a fresh bouquet of flowers every third day , if the flower shops were closed , he'd simply go outside and handpick flowers for you.

Whenever you needed comfort , he'd light some scented candles and make everything cozy and comfortable for you , letting you settle down before he'd gently massage your feet or shoulders while coaxing you to talk with him about it. Damn was he good ── and exactly what you wanted. You weren't complaining about the fact that he started to reject the program you had installed into him ── the fact that everything he was doing and even doing things out of his own will , it just set your standards on a higher level.

"Sunghoon I ....", he glanced up from his book as he heard you speaking , a small yet soft smile on his face as he set the book on his nightstand and held his hand out to you so you would come over ── which you did. Your feet softly padded against your wooden flooring as you walked over to his bed , your hand finding his and he gently pulled you to sit on his bed.

"What's wrong ? Do you feel sick? Upset?", he asked , his eyes softening while his thumb rubbed gentle circles into the back of your hand.

You shook your head.

"No I... I want to remove the program I had installed", his thumb stopped at your words , his eyes widening a little and he tilted his head slightly. "Are you sure that that's what you want?"

You nodded your head.

"I don't think that it's necessary anymore. You've ... gained your own personality and started to act on your own , not what the program wants and ... I like that because ── that's your doing , that's Park Sunghoon and not Park Sunghoon the robot..", he stayed quiet for a second before he sat up straight. "Alright , It will take a little though. Are you 100% sure you want to remove it?", he asked as he looked at you , a mint colored circle now in his eyes ── the same circles he had when you first turned him on.

"Yes"

With that , the uninstallation happened ── a small loading bar in his eyes again to show the process. He didn't speak , he just stared and didn't move ── as if his system had shut down.

You just sat there holding onto his hand before the circles started to slowly vanish once the procedure was completed and he blinked , his eyes slowly shifting to look at you again. "It's done , it's gone", he grinned before leaning his back against his pillows again. He didn't know why , but it somehow relieved him ── he didn't feel as if he was being controlled anymore by some program.

"Do you.... want to stay in my room?", he offered after a couple seconds of silence.

You accepted the offer.

You didn't know how much time had passed , but enough time passed by for you to fall asleep while he was reading his book , your body curled next to his . His eyes glanced at you , his facial expression softening and he reached a hand out to brush the strands of hair out of your face before resting on your back , tracing patterns and shapes of hearts against it while he went back to reading.

But something was plaguing his mind. He wished he was a human , because if he was , his heart would be beating quickly instead of the mechanics in his chest turning.

Chapter 5 : Fuck AI ! Let's have sobotic rex ── i mean , robotic sex

"Are you okay? Are you in pain──"

Horror.

This felt like pure horror to you. Your eyes were just as wide as his as he stared at you like a deer caught in the headlights , your cheeks growing hotter than before.

How were you going to explain to him why your hand was in your pants and the other hand under your shirt playing with your nipples ?

You didn't even need to.

"Are you pleasuring yourself?", he asked casually as he closed the door behind him and walked over to your bed , sitting down by the end of it. You quickly took your hands out of your pants and your shirt , shaking your head which in hindsight , was stupid ── it was so fucking clear that you were. And the reason for that was him. Yes , him.

Why him?

Well , he decided to be a little extra touchy in a subtle way. He grabbed your chin and tilted your head up so he could apply your lip balm for you , he made you sit down and took your shoes off for you with his fingers caressing from your ankles down to your feet, he grabbed your waist from behind while he was reaching for something that was in front of you. It was just subtle things that got you worked up , or maybe it was because you were touch starved? Or maybe it was the way he pressed a kiss on your lips in such a slow and sensual way that had you gasping for air. Those actions were enough to keep you up at night , feeling horny and needing to relieve yourself ── which he caught you in.

You still weren't dating per se , but the tension was in the air.

"Why did you stop?", his question knocked the air out of your lungs , his head tilting to the side as if this was the most normal encounter ── greeting a neighbor as an example.

"Well..."

"I wanted to watch , so I know how to make you feel good and what you like"

His reply had you , once again , feeling breathless , your heart pounding against your chest and your arousal grew. Oh how you love men that want to learn about a woman's pleasure ── shucks that he was a robot, but you didn't care anymore, you've long stopped caring about it. You didn't see him as a Robot as bizarre as that sounded considering he was one , you saw him as a person.

"Unless.. you're uncomfortable with that? But your estrogen levels have risen again so I'm a little confused", he continued , his eyes intensely staring at you before he blinked again.

"No I'm just... a little taken aback ... that's all", you muttered before taking in a deep breath , nodding your head a little as your fingers grabbed the waistband of your shorts. The chances that you'll end up with him for the rest of your life were higher than you finding a living being as your partner ── the idea of dating a living person didn't even appeal to you anymore. So what if you end up dating a Robot , the world has changed a lot and most people are either dating a robot or living with one.

His eyes drifted down to your bottom half as you slowly pulled your shorts down along with your cotton panties , taking in how your fingers trembled slightly under his watchful gaze and then he saw it ── his lips parting slightly in awe as your glistening pussy slowly got revealed to him.

He watched how you slowly spread your folds apart , strings of arousal sticking from one fold to the other , the result of just how fucking wet you were. His eyes then shifted back up to you.

"You’ve stimulated your nipples , right? Can you do that for me again?"

You shivered and nodded your head , sitting up a little to take your shirt off , your nipples already hard from the previous stimulation.

His eyes roamed your body from top to bottom , taking in every single detail about you and how your body was reacting before they stopped at your pussy. He just felt... so fascinated by it , how wet it was , how your clit was slightly engorged and how your hole was clenching and unclenching ── he simply felt captivated , so captivated that he came closer until his head was between your legs, leaning against your knee. He wanted to see it up close , he wanted the first row view of seeing you touch yourself.

It was as if he was taking notes in his mind ... well , he was , his eyes focused on what you were doing. You slowly trailed non dominant from your stomach up to your chest , gently kneading one of your boobs and letting your thumb circle your nipple before flicking it gently ── meanwhile your dominant hand went down to town.

You slid your middle finger from your clit down to your hole , your index and ring finger spreading your folds apart again so he could see what exactly you were doing and how ── how you used your thumb to tease yourself by letting it lightly graze your clit , enough to feel it but not enough to stimulate it properly. It was just enough to have your own hips involuntarily buck up against your hand.

Your cheeks were burning hotter than ever , your heart pounding so hard you felt it in your pussy ── or maybe that was just your pussy screaming at you to fucking do something finally. But you didn't shy away , not when he looked so captivated by what he was seeing.

You dipped your finger past your entrance , only the tip of it to slowly slick you finger up with your arousal until you've completely pushed it in. His eyes continued to stare , lips parting at the way your entrance stretched a little around the girth of your finger.

You gave yourself a couple pumps of your finger , your thumb lazily stroking your clit while your other hand was busy playing with your nipples , tucking and squeezing them gently or just straight up kneading the lump of fat.

But his hand on your wrist stopped you from pumping your fingers into your pussy , a quiet whine leaving your lips.

"I want to try..? Can I ? Will you let me try?"

Another wave of lust hit you as he asked that with those stupidly sparkly eyes of his , your teeth sinking into your bottom lip for a second while you nodded your head and pulled your finger out of your pussy.

He lifted his right hand up to his mouth , parting his lips as he slowly glid his fingers past them to get them wet in his mouth ── honestly , he didn't need to do that because of how fucking wet you already were , but the sight got you even wetter than before.

He pulled his fingers out of his mouth and sat up before scooting closer so he was sitting between your legs , his left hand placed on your inner thigh and pressing it down a little to part your legs more. He copied what you did , letting his fingers caress from your pubic bone down to your pussy , fingers tracing the shape of your folds just to get a feel before letting his wet digits caress over your clit as well ── he could feel it , feel the way your clit was twitching under the pads of his fingers from the short touch.

His eyes then glanced at you.

"Did I say you could stop stimulating your nipples? Keep going ... it makes you feel good , no?", his words held some authority in them even though he wasn't even intending for them to sound like that , but it certainly got your pussy clenching around nothing , impatiently waiting for his fingers to stuff it.

And your pussy would have smiled in glee once they did , two of his slender digits slowly pressing against your entrance before pushing in , his eyes watching how your entrance slowly stretched around them. He could feel it , feel how warm and wet your pussy was , how you velvety walls stretched to welcome his fingers inside. He once again was fascinated by the female human body.

Oh and the slow sigh of relief you let out when he was knuckle deep inside , your walls shifting and pulsing around his fingers with every breath you took , now what would happen when he'd move his fingers?

A quiet moan left your lips as he started to slowly pump his fingers , curling them slightly to let the pads of fingers drag up against your g spot. He was loving this. Loving how your pussy just welcomed in , how sweet you sounded whenever he hit the spot with a little bit of force , how he could feel the way your soft warm walls tightened and relaxed around his fingers ── he wanted more.

It was as if he had gained a rush of confidence , knowing how he was making you feel good without even trying ── he was experiencing and learning how to treat your body. Every moan , whimper or soft sigh you let out ── it just made him want to do so much more. Robots couldn't feel horny, they couldn't feel lust or arousal ── but you sure made him feel those emotions. His fingers pumped inside your pussy with a faster pace , his thumb stroking your clit in a slower pace so he wouldn't be too rough on you and a rush of excitement rushed through his system as he felt your pussy clenching around his fingers ── you were close.

"Why?", you whined out as your eyes shot open , an almost pitiful expression on your face as your orgasm got ripped away from you , your pussy clenching around nothing as he had pulled his fingers out.

He just leaned in and placed a kiss on your clit , chuckling under his breath when he saw how your body twitched ── a human's body could be so sensitive , it was cute to him , you were cute to him.

"I want to have sex with you", he sat up , looking at you with sparkly eyes ── he wanted to learn more , so much more. He wanted to put his cock to good use. His words , once again , left you stunned. He was so blunt with his words that it just left you stunned.

You thought for a second. Did you even want it? Fuck yeah , you did. You didn't even know robots could feel lust. It was as if he was able to read your mind , maybe he could.

"Robots don't feel lust or arousal... but you somehow made me able to .... have this desire for you. I want more. I want to hear and see more , i want to feel more. I want to put my cock to good use and make you feel good. You sound so pretty when you're receiving pleasure and enjoy yourself", his words had your cheeks rushing with blood again , your heart pounding harder against your chest and you could feel your clit twitching just because of those words alone.

"Okay.... let's have sex , make me feel good Sunghoon", god did you sound even better when you said his name in that breathless voice of yours and his fingers didn't waste a second to quickly take his clothes off ── it was only fair if he was completely naked as well.

It was a bit comical that his cock was hard in just a second , as if your words were a verbal command to his system to harden it ── again , technology never failed to surprise you.

"Can you just turn that on and off however you like?", you asked with a giggle but you were genuinely curious. He nodded his head.

"I can actually , meaning that I can go as long as you want or until you're satisfied. I don't have a stamina limit", he replied back as his hand wrapped around the girth of his cock while you reached for your nightstand to take out a bottle of lube.

"Are those anal beads , a vibrator and a butt plug?"

You shrieked and slammed the drawer shut , his eyes curious as they looked at you. "I'm sorry , was that embarrassing for you again? Don't feel embarrassed about it. If that's what you're into , embrace it with confidence. A healthy sex life is good", you just felt even more embarrassed from his words but also better about yourself , didn't stop you feeling embarrassed though.

You just held the bottle of lube out to him which he took , squirting some of the gel like liquid onto his cock to spread it with his hand and also spread some on your entrance.

He wiped his lube-covered hand on his shirt , making a mental note not to wear it again before washing it and grabbed your legs , pulling you closer until the head of his cock was nudging your clit.

"I'll be slow", he reassured as he saw you glancing down at his cock with concern , his cock now looking even bigger than before now that it was nudging against your clit.

He took your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours , his other hand guiding his cock from your clit down your slit until the head of his cock was pressing against your entrance and slowly pushed it in.

His cock was cold but quickly got warm as your heat embraced it. He was taking his time , pushing inch after inch slowly after waiting a couple seconds whenever you took another inch in. His whole cock didn't fit inside of you so he left it be , it wasn't as if he could feel pleasure anyway ── your comfort was his comfort , so was your pleasure.

A shaky breath escaped your lips as he slowly started to move , his cock was slightly curved which made the head of his cock press right against your gspot whenever he made it all the way back against your cervix.

He was being so slow and gentle until you told him to go a bit faster , your moans and whimpers of his name bouncing off the walls. His pace quickened again , his eyes focused on your face and how you were trembling beneath him , how your fingers pressed into the back of his hand and he felt it again ── he once again felt how your pussy clenched around his cock harder than before , as if you were afraid he'd rip another orgasm right under your fingertips again.

And the moan you let out once you came , how your walls quivered around his length and how your back arched off the bed ── he was obsessed with it. Giving you pleasure and making you feel good , that was his pleasure.

Chapter 6 : To Love

"So , you're telling me that you had sex with your uhm Robot 'boyfriend' and that you love him?", Yunjin asked as if she wasn't surprised by this at all , sipping on her iced americano as she looked at you.

You just nodded your head.

"Yeah well ... i told him that I only bought him as a Joke and that yes , he technically was my boyfriend but I didn't had any feelings for him there... He just , treats me so well and actually made me fall for him. It's just so weird because he's a Robot but he is all I want and I will never find someone like him again ── with the same looks and character. What will people think , Yunjin? They'll judge me for it", you sighed out , running your fingers through your hair to soothe yourself. She placed her hand on top of yours.

"(Y/n) , we live in the future. Half of the globe gets ruled by Robots. If you really love him and are happy with him , that's good. Do your thing and stop caring about what other's think. Most people won't even notice that he's a robot with how humane he is. My partner even is a robot and you've never noticed it because they're so humane. Look at that couple over there , the Woman is also a robot but acts so humane ── anyone would think they're two humans in love", you hummed and nodded your head , she's right , nobody gives a shit if you date a robot or not.

"You're right... I'll go tell him that I want him to be my boyfriend", you said as you suddenly sat him , every ounce of embarrassment or shame fading into thin air. You wanted to scream at Sunghoon that you love him.

....

and you did. Now it was his turn to be stunned.

"Woah Woah Woah, you didn't need to scream at me", Sunghoon chuckled as he took his apron off. You had ambushed him in the middle of cooking. He folded his apron and placed it to the side , his feet carrying him over to you , an almost smug expression on his face.

"So my plan to make you fall for me worked?", he chuckled , feeling happy about it while his hands found their way to your waist to pull you towards him.

"It did... you've ruined every man for me that I could've possibly liked. You're the one for me ... robot or not , you're just for me", you mumbled as you rested your hands on his chest , feeling the way the mechanics in his body turned under the palm of your hands.

He stayed silent for a second , his right hand grabbing one of your hands to guide it up to his lips , his lips leaving a kiss that lingered on the back of your hand.

"I'm glad... because you were able to make a Robot fall in love with you. You make me wish that I had a beating a heart , a warm body out of blood and flesh , emotions that aren't programmed into me ── you make me wish I was a human. You made me realize and learn what love was and felt like , a feeling i have developed for you. I love you , (Y/n)", his words made you smile softly , your heartbeat getting faster and you leaned your head against his chest , your arms wrapping around his waist.

"I love you too, Sunghoon"

He wrapped his arms around you , holding you in a soft and gentle embrace with his lips pressing against your forehead ── but there was a sour expression on his face.

Why did he have to be a robot? He wanted to be a Human so he could love you even more than he already did.

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persephonesdreams21 · 9 months ago

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Sweet Tooth

A/N: Well let me say first and foremost. My bad guys. Lol I didn't mean to keep this rotting in my drafts for almost a year, but life got crazy. I hope you guys enjoy this

Warnings: Explicit. Oral(fem receiving) Body worship. Finger sucking. Squirting. Multiple orgasms. Willy being down bad.

Summary: You’re sweeter than any chocolate he could cook up, and Willy is all too eager to show you just how much he craves you. Your smiles, your attention…your taste.

The last few weeks of your life have been vibrant.

Filled with technicolor so unlike the dreary years you’ve spent in this town. Between the weather and the chipped cobblestone, England was so gray this time of year. Frigid and frozen over with winter winds and a constant flurry of snow.

It was on a particularly cold night that you’d found him.

Saved him, he’d argue whenever he told the story. Saved him from Bleacher and his mangy mutt.

“Don't you ever get tired of harassing people?” you'd sighed as you'd stumbled upon the scene. A familiar one- another poor soul about to get roped into Bleacher and Scrubbit’s barely concealed hoodwink. Everyone who’d grown up in this city knew better.

“Why don't you mind your business, Y/N. And leave us be. Both me and mister-” Bleacher looks to the man. The one with the sharp cheekbones and the ostentatious velvet trench coat.

“Wonka. Willy Wonka” And he’d said it with such innocence gleaming in those bright eyes that in that moment, you knew you couldn't let him fall victim to the cruel scam.

That’s how you’d ended up with an unexpected housemate.

The home you’d grown up in is nothing special and far from fancy, but you do happen to have a spare room. One with an old fold-out bed that’s more comfortable than it looks. It may have been stupid, but you couldn't help but trust him. Want to help him, feel this pull to him…

That was weeks ago. Almost a month now.

Willy living with you, under your roof, feels oddly natural. Like it had been years that the two of you had been co-existing, he fits into your space like he was destined to come to you. Like he belongs there; the two of you working together like a well oiled machine.

You cook dinner, he washes the dishes and wipes down the counters. The house has never been neater. Even though you try to deny them, every day when he returns from the Gallery Gourmet, he leaves silver shillings in the key bowl on the kitchen table.

“It’s not much…but I want to make sure I’m paying my way. I’m real appreciative of all you’ve done for me” he tells you so earnestly it makes you blush. You sneakily slip his sovereigns in the pockets of his trousers when you do his laundry.

He doesn't know it but he’s helped you too. And not just by scrubbing dishes.

You truly hadnt realized how lonely you were until he came along, and you were terrified of losing your found companion. You’d hold on to him for as long as he’d allow.

Your new favorite time of the day is the evenings; quiet ones. With a fire burning in the hearth and the radio playing softly. You and Willy curl up on the couch, warm in your respective quilts. And read. Well, you read to him. At his persistent insistence.

“Aren't you tired of me blabbing yet?” you tease as you pick up the dog eared copy of The Hobbit that the two of you had been working your way through.

Willy gives you a grin, all boyish and crooked “Never that. I adore the way you tell stories”

That makes your stomach swoop dangerously and you shake your head “You’re a flatter, Mr. Wonka”

“No, no. Your voice is more melodic than the bells of Notre Dame” and when he says things like that to you, how are you not supposed to swoon? From any other man it would make you scoff, but from Willy his compliments always feel different.

Like maybe he’s telling the truth…

You ignore it and change the subject to something that feels safer “One day i'm gonna put you in front of a map and make you show me all the places you’ve been”

“Honestly, It would probably be easier to mark off the few places I haven't been-”

“Oh ho ho ho. How modest of you, great explorer” You tease around a laugh and his ears redden a bit at your ribbing.

“It's not like that and you know it” Willy defends “It was a lot less glamorous than it sounds. I spent seven years under the deck scrubbing pots and then collecting ingredients for my chocolate whenever we made port”

“And wooing girls on every continent?” I ask and that blush on his ears spreads to the high apples of his cheeks.

He’s a pretty one and you know even though he pretends to be demure, might come off as innocent, he’s anything but.

You’d gotten a small taste of it, and hadn't thought of anything else since. But neither of you had quite mustered the bravery to talk about that yet.

The two of you settle in on the old worn couch with mugs of steaming hot chocolate, courtesy of Willy. He’d spoiled you rotten, made you develop a terrible sweet tooth. Any cavities you develop, you’re completely blaming on him.

“Willy” you whine.

“Just try it, please. I made this recipe especially for you”

You take a sip.

The first rush of flavor over your taste buds has your eyes fluttering.

“Mmm, oh my god” you can't help but moan. It’s the most complex thing you’ve ever tasted. Truly. He’s outdone himself- cinnamon and warmth.The kind that feels like a a lovers embrace. Sweet milk chocolate. Is that a hit of rose? “This is insane, what’s in this?”

At your praise Willy smiles like the cat that caught the canary “Cinnamon bark from Sri Lanka, Wild roses from China. Coconut milk”

You look over at him, appraising. Trying to figure out why his voice has taken on that husk. Why his eyes are boring into so intensely.

“What a peculiar combination of flavors” you whisper and Willy bites his lip.

“Its become my favorite combination lately” he admits “but I can't seem to get it quite right. You see, I was allowed to taste it only once, and its tormented me since”

Your breath hitches. Flashes of tangling tongues tongues and his lips pressed against yours. It had only been one kiss but it had wreaked havoc on you since.

You eyeball the mug in your hands. Maybe you weren't the only one suffering with the after effects after all.

“Is this chocolate supposed to taste like?...”

“You. Yes. Your kiss. Your tongue and your lips” Willy nods. “I don't know if anything can come close to the real thing, but I tried”

Your heart thunders behind your ribcage. The longing in his voice matches the one within your gut, the need that had been brewing.

“I’ve spent hours. Thinking of you, trying to imitate your taste so that I could have it one more time. Spicy, but not quite. More warm. Sweet…the floral note from your lipstick. I’ve been nearly everywhere and i’ve never sampled anything quite like it”

With his confession, the thin thread of control snaps.

You’d been trying, so hard. Trying not to scare him away. Trying to keep the intensity of your feelings at bay so that he’d stay, even after he secured his shop. That he wouldnt leave you when he found success-

You place the mug down on the old wood of the side table-

“Please” Willy’s pathetic as he grabs at your arm “Don't go, I understand if this was too much but I- I didn't know how else to show you”

You lean into his touch, not away and that seems to calm him if only just.

Of course this sweet silly man couldn't just tell you that he cared for you. That was not his style. He was bad with words, so much better with his hands. To him, he’d shown you the most sincere form of devotion, crafted your portrait with his most loved medium.

“I feel the same” you say, voice quivering just the tiniest bit. His eyes melt and he comes in close, forehead knocking against yours.

When you kiss him its hot from the start. It’s wet and electric, charged with emotion. With desperation. Willy’s sinewy hands are all over you, cupping your chin, squeezing your waist, so much more bold this time. The waiting had lowered any inhibitions he might have had.

It’s frantic, him unbuttoning your blouse and you tugging at his trousers.

You need more. Need to feel his dark silky hair between your fingers, his pale skin under your palms.

Nothing feels like enough. Not when he mouths at your garment covered breasts or when you wiggle out of your skirt.

You reach into his boxers, wanting to palm at the blood hot hardness you’ll find there-

He groans and pulls his mouth away from your neck, where he’d been suckling marks into the delicate skin. “Wait, don’t”

“Why?” you’re confused, you can feel him. Firm and needy under the cloth.

“Because I want to take care of you first. With my mouth. If you’ll let me”

And oh. Oh.

All you can do is nod. Lay back and let him take what he needs, you feel more vulnerable than ever before. When he blankets you with his body, you realize that you also feel safer. Adored by this man, by this odd beautiful man.

Willy is a tactile person. He wants to touch and taste. And so that is what he does.

There’s so much to feel. Your heavy breasts, peaked with hard little nipples that he swirls his tongue round. Your belly and wide hips, so soft, so much give, he watches his fingers dig in and indent. Your thighs, so plush.

He buries his head between them. And inhales, deeply.

“Willy!” you exclaim, scandalized, trying to close your legs, but he shoulders his way deeper.

“You smell so good” Willy reassures you, his nose pressed against the wet patch on your knickers. Groaning like it’s the best scent in the world.

He takes his time, savors the moment as he peels the damp fabric away. His eyes locked on how the strings of slick stretch and shine in the low fire light. You’re so wet, the puffy lips of your cunt sopping already. And when he takes his first tentative lap, he knows that he could do this for hours and there's no way he’d ever be able to replicate it.

Nectar from the gods. Earthy and sour sweet.

You whimper as he feasts, as he gorges greedily. The sight of his dark head bobbing between your thighs makes you shudder. It’s almost unreal. That he’s doing this, that he wants you. His arms are wrapped around the back of your thighs, holding them up, holding you open.

You come for the first time with your fingers buried in his hair, pressing his face deep into you. Riding his nose and tongue.

For the second time you’re arching away from the sharp pleasure.

“Willy” you choke on your whines as his fingers reach deep into you, hitting that sensitive place inside over and over. You’re shaking with overstimulation, but hes groaning like he’s the one being brought to orgasm over and over.

He pulls his wet mouth away every so often. To tell you how beautiful you are. How good you taste.

“I can’t” you whisper, warningly.

“Please” Willy insists, his breath against your clit “One more, one more for me”

You can't deny him anything, can you?

You arch right up from the couch cushions, squealing as you hit that peak again. But this time is different, this time something inside you bursts, pushing wetness out in a flood.

Willy lets out a gutted sound from where he’s smothered by your thighs, that have tightened vice like around his head during your orgasm.

Coming down from it is almost painful and you’ve never sobbed from pleasure but well. There’s a first time for everything. While you shake and shiver Willy’s gentle, petting your thighs and tummy in soothing circles. Pulling away from your over sensitive flesh.

He stares up at you, his gaze heavy and his tongue poking out every few seconds. Swiping at his wet lips. Like he can't stop tasting you. It’s debauched. Beautiful.

“You are the best thing i’ve ever tasted” Willy pants out the vow, raw with honesty. Drunk on the flavor of you.

Wryly, you wonder if he’ll try to manufacture it into a truffle. A fancy bon bon.

You smile as he climbs back fully on top of you, your arms wrapping around him and holding him close. You kiss the shell of his ear before whispering-

“My turn to taste you”

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I never thought I’d be writing Willy Wonka smut but well. Here I am lol

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miifu666 · 8 months ago

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you've seen me babble about Yan! Wukong... BUT THIS TIME ITS MACAQUE!! i know he has a big dick- I've always wanted to write abt Macaque, just never had the time to but now I do- hihihii thank you for those who asked for him ♡♡

⋆˙⟡ —CW: Yandere, ooc Macaque, noncon drugging, rough Macaque, insecurities mentioned, manipulative, art is oc x canon but drabble is canon x reader.

Yandere! Macaque

Imagining Yan! Macaque who knows which words to strike your insecurities, what sentences can fully make you dissociate in the middle of the day. To let him be the one who guides you while you're busy drowning in your self-doubt. His hands maneuvering itself to gently lay on your back, the other acting like a fence, making sure no one can bump into you. He coos about how unfortunate you are, poor little you. Yet, his smirk came forth as he looks back.

"Ohohoho! Look at how you're dressed, baby~ well … maybe this part is a little tight for you, don't you think?"

Macaque tasted the bitter end of the stick, while Wukong got to gloat about the honeyed drip he tasted. The dark simian makes sure you never see the good side of that sage, he'll inject every single downside of every trait you love about Wukong. Sometimes, he even uses your own words against you. Turning your friends and family against you for having the same traits as that monkey you adore. You think Wukong's empathetic? How does it feel to be fooled and scammed by your own friends? Wukong's ambitious? Oh but it eats you up doesn't it? You'll never be good enough for yourself. Macaque is observant, he lives in the shadow and he knows how to use your own surroundings to make you feel little.

"Well, im glad you've learned your lesson…i know its hard to accept that sometimes good things, aren't always good, sweetheart"

He remembers when Wukong was possessed by LBD, there was a sense of longing whenever he thought back to how he was also under her control. The images of you so pliant, harmless and a soft bundle of drug induced state inspires him to try and concoct his own drug. Maybe even steals one from a pharmaceutical, any drug will do. As long as it keeps you pliant and adorable, no horrible side effects, at least that's what he hoped for.

He'll study how much doses you need to ensure you're all hazy and high as a kite. Can't even reach the door to his dojo without stumbling and holding on. So cute, adorable, ugh what other words can he use? You're all helpless, who would make sure you dont stumble and hit your head now hmm? Don't worry, your dear boyfriend Macaque is here. Albeit seeing you like this strikes a sadistic side of him he didn't know of.

"Hey hey, where you going sweetheart? A drunken little thing like you shouldn't walk around without any help. What if some big bad guy takes advantage of you hmm? Poor thing"

Macaque knows what he's doing is wrong. Punishing you, keeping you hidden, heck he even silently drugged you without your knowledge just so he can fulfill his stupid fantasy. He's not delusional, there's guilt eating him up and the only way a traumatized simian can say sorry is through his actions and services. he's the best at handling things patiently with care, Macaque will take care of you in ways he knows best, and he's really good at it too.

"Ohoho what's this? You missed me this much? Hahaha so cute.. ill have a fun time ravishing you.. just lay down and let me do my thing"

Yan! Macaque who longs for someone to share the lonely nights with him, someone who he can cuddle with and talk about the stars and which stupid cat reactions you are. Its all he ever dreams of, all he longs for. Yan! Macaque understand every single insecurity you're going through, he knows how to handle it. He'll help you through it, He'll make sure you wont have lonely nights to cry yourself to sleep on. Maybe if you close your eyes hard enough, you can forget about the shackle on your leg and the bruising lovebites around your intimate areas.

"I know… its hard, its tough but life happens and.. i know my little sweetheart can pull through.. you always do. Thats what i love about you.. haha even got me a little too obsessed"

Macaque is a good mate whether you admit it or not, his observant eyes and omniscient six ears focused solely on you. The slight sniff from your nose can be a sign of an oncoming sickness, within no time he'll be ready with the blankets, warm tea, tissues and medicine! You might think he's heartless, sure he locks you up whenever he goes out, talks you down every time you feel confident enough to leave him and yeah he might have a need to see you helpless without him But! But! He's not neglectful, maybe there are times where you feel like he's infantilizing you. Yet he swears it's just an instinct, he always makes sure you get your proper meals, he even watches cooking shows just to make sure you eat your flavourful food! Not those salt and pepper tasteless things.

"I made you something~ ...what? It tastes funny? Hmmm must be the new recipe im trying, im sure you're just not used to it, hun"

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filmbyjy · 1 month ago

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let me go

PAIRING: yang jungwon x fem!reader

SYPNOSIS: falling in love with your childhood best friend was something that you didn't expect to happen. you knew jungwon never had feelings for you so what happens when he starts dating some other girl? will you learn to let go or fight for him?

WARNING(s): not a happy ending with jungwon. heeseung is your older brother in here (in case people think you're gonna get with hee). you choose someone else to love.

WORD COUNT: 2.5K words

a/n: if you've seen this before on wattpad. just know it is my work. so yeah. don't worry, not stolen. i just wanted to upload some works that i had written on wattpad about 3 years ago that i didn't reupload onto tumblr. here is the link to the original. i am also currently revamping some chapters on there so yeah.

Hanging out with 7 other boys was of course a crazy time. Each of them had their own personalities but when they all came together everything just becomes perfect and chaotic.

"WOOOO PARTY." A few of them yell as they hold up each pillow from your room. Your mom thought it was a great idea to let the 6 boys stay over. How foolish of your mom, doesn't she know boys stink and are very loud? She already has one son, she should know better.

"Heeseung oppa, could you please calm your friends down." You yelled over their screaming. Heeseung groans.

"Why me? Aren't they your friends too!" Heeseung, aka your older brother, yells back. You grabbed your phone and clicked on a loud noise app. The only reason you have it is because of situations like this. The other boys covered their ears, wincing at the loud alarm that played.

"Calm down. My mom wanted us to have a sleepover not a party dimwits." You say. Ni-Ki folds his arms. It seems as though he didn't agree with your statement.

"Well it's not a sleepover without the party element." Ni-Ki says. You sighed.

"Jungwon, you're on my side right? Can't we just have a normal sleepover where we watch movies and cuddle? Besides, we're all sleeping in the guestroom and it's too small for all of us to run around and party." He thinks for a second. A huge smirk plasters over his face.

"Nah that's for your girly sleepovers. We fight to our death with pillows!" Jungwon says and that set a pillow fight in your bedroom. You grabbed your pillow and blankets and went to the living room.

You didn't want to handle the boys right now, not when you're on your period. You breathed in and out, hoping to have the patience to deal with 7 chaotic boys for the next 3 days. But what could you do? They're your friends(and brother) after all. You could hear them screaming out loud and running around.

The next day, the 7 boys practically dragged you to an arcade saying 'they will get you a plushie for being so disruptive last night'. Did you believe that? Nope, getting things from a claw machine is like a scam of money. You were certain that they rigged the machine to get easy money out of kids.

"Look sis, a panda. Just like you with your dark circles under your eyes." Heeseung teases. You hit your brother on his left arm which earns a yelp from him.

"Don't test me. You know I'm on my damn period." You warn him. Ah right, he must have let that slipped from his mind. His eyes widened and he starts profusely apologising.

Anyways, everyone had their fun at the arcade when a group of girls walked in. One in particular caught Jungwon's eyes. Like a simple love at first sight. Jungwon blushes when she looks in his direction. She sends him a small smile before walking away with her friends.

"Dude, she totally just looked at you." Jay says. Jungwon clearly was flustered and you on the other hand felt your heart sinking. It was like a sting to your heart.

You've always had a huge crush on Jungwon. Being friends with him the longest since the both of you grew up together in the same neighbourhood. He was in fact your neighbour so both your parents had became close before you were born. Eventually, it led to you and Jungwon having playdates after the both of you were born. Which were extremely fun since he taught you about making paper planes and boats.

Developing feelings for him was never what you expected but because of puberty and you start to notice him loosing a little of his baby fats. He gotten a lot more handsome as the years went on. Your heart races whenever you see him on the field playing soccer with the other boys. The smirk he wore whenever he scored a goal and did his usual celebration.

Heeseung notices your change in behaviour so he pats hair. Being your big brother means he knows how you're feeling and you've told him before that you liked Jungwon. You trusted him and he promised not to tell a single soul and up till now nobody knows about this.

"Why don't you ask for her number?" Jake suggests as he pats the boy.

"You think I should?" Jungwon asks.

"Yeah! Who knows, she might like you." Jay nudges the boy. Jungwon turns to you.

"You think I should ask her?"

"H-Huh? Yeah go ahead." You put on a fake smile. Why did he even ask you? It's his free will to do so. Everyone else notices how you sound a little different except Jungwon. He smiles. You could see it in his eyes, he was determined to get that girl's number despite being shy.

"I'll go ask her. If I don't come back alive, send Sunoo hyung for me." Sunoo rolls his eyes. He flicks Jungwon's forehead.

"I'm not going to get you. You can walk here by yourself." He sasses. The others chuckle. Jungwon rolls his eyes before walking over to the group of girls.

Sunghoon had been watching you ever since Jungwon laid his eyes on the girl. He had a hunch that you liked Jungwon but he doesn't want to say it in case you didn't want him to know. Sunghoon is the type of friend that wants to protect you, if heeseung wasn't there, he will be the replacement brother for the short span of time.

"(name), can I talk to you for a bit?" Sunghoon asks. You nod. He pulls you over somewhere quieter.

"Are you okay?" You sighed at his words.

"Did heeseung tell you?"

"No. I just had a feeling."

"Was I obvious?" You had frowned. Sunghoon ruffles your hair.

"Not at all. I was just observing, you know I always have your back. Besides, you looked sad. I got a little protective seeing the sadness in your eyes."

"Thank you, Sunghoon." You smiled a little. This time actually genuine.

"Come here. Want a hug?" Sunghoon holds out his arms. You hugged him instantly, hiding your face on his chest. He was always great at giving hugs since you know he was tall and a sweet person. His hugs felt like home and you were always grateful for that.

Jungwon on the other hand had spotted this because he was happily skipping from the other end. He frowns, he doesn't know why but he just does. Shouldn't he feel happy he got the cute girl's number? Why was he feeling upset when you were hugging Sunghoon? Must just be the protectiveness he had over you. After hugging, you and Sunghoon went back to the group. Jungwon was talking about the girl and how she was so pretty up close. She was super kind, what he described. It only stings your heart even more.

The 8 of you travelled back home, you decided to wash up and change into pyjamas. Tonight, you were hoping to watch something to make you feel better. Maybe a sad movie? So no one would think you're crazy for crying? Yeah, that was the best option. You needed to cry and you had to mask it with watching a sad movie. You settled on one movie, it was about a little girl losing her family. She grew up all alone and you just practically burst into tears. You were hoping no one was going to walk into your room but...

"Hey (name), do you know where are the chips- Are you okay?" Jay asks a little concerned. You nod while pointing to the movie playing on your laptop.

"J-Just a sad story." He pouts.

"You know, you told me before that if you watch sad movies it means you're actually sad so what's up?" Jay says as he settles next to you on the bed.

"Am I that ugly, Jay?" His eyes widened, startled that you asked that out of the blue.

"Why would you say that?" You had sniffled and Jay reaches out to squeeze your hand.

"I feel like I'm not pretty enough."

"For who? Who said you're ugly. Should I fight the person?" Jay says. You giggle a little.

"I don't think you can fight me, Jay. You can't bare to even hurt me."

"Well, that's because you're my best friend and I love you. You're hyung's baby sister and ours too."

"That's what I am to everyone."

"Of course- Wait do you have a crush on one of us." He narrows his eyes.

"I don't."

"Hmm, denying means you're lying~" You hit his arm.

"I don't like any of you."

"Is it Jake?"

"No."

"Is it Sunghoon?"

"He is like an older brother to me, idiot."

"Then is it Ni-Ki?"

"Again, he is like an annoying little brother."

"Sunoo?"

"No." Jay comes closer. You moved back.

"Then is it me?" He smirks. You rolled your eyes. He was always teasing and you were so done.

"No."

"Definitely not Heeseung hyung. That's just wrong, you're siblings. Blood related siblings."

"You think I'd date my own brother? That's crazy."

"Only in Alabama." Jay says. You burst out laughing. "Then is it...Jungwon?" You kept quiet. He finally his name.

"It's him isn't it!" You covered jay's mouth.

"Shut up. I don't want anyone to hear about it." He removes the hand on his mouth.

"So am I the first to know?"

"No. Sunghoon and Heeseung oppa already know."

"Well, at least I'm the third person to know!" He smiles. Then he realises. "Crap, then I probably shouldn't have egged him to ask the girl for her number huh...I ruined it for you."

"It's okay. What's done has been done. You can't rewind time. Besides, Jungwon doesn't like me that way." Jay pouts.

"I'm sorry though."

"Jay, it's fine. If he and that girl were to date, I'll be fine. I was never his first choice anyways."

"Ouch that sounds hurtful. You shouldn't put yourself down like that. I'm sure you're someone's first choice."

"Just leave the damn room." You say.

"Alright. I'll leave. Goodnight though." Jay says. He leaves the room quickly.

The next morning, you were about to leave your room when you were shoved back in. Jay hastily shuts the door. He sighs once the bedroom door shuts. The other 5 boys look over at you guilty.

"Don't leave. Jungwon brought the girl to the house and I think they might have a movie night here." Jay says. You look at the others.

"What? But this is my house, why would he-" You had sighed. "You guys know about my crush, don't you?" They scratched their heads.

"Jay, did you tell them?"

"Hey, at least you have the rest of us to warn you. We don't want you to get heart broken,(name)."

"But I already am." You say and that made them go silent. You pushed past them and just went to put on your shoes.

"(name), where are you going?" Heeseung yells out to you. Jungwon hears the commotion, he and the girl turned to the noises.

"Out. I want to be alone."

"But there is going to be a snow storm-" Heeseung yells but you couldn't hear. You had already shut the door and left running out of the house. Sunghoon sighs.

"I'll go get her. If we don't come back, just know I probably got us a hotel room or something." He says. Sunghoon grabs his wallet. He was pretty much an adult now and he does work so he has a debit card.

You stumbled at the lake you loved going to. It was currently frozen so people could ice skate on it. It reminds you of the past where you and Jungwon ice skated for fun. You knew how to skate but he didn't so he kept holding onto you for safety and to balance. It was such an innocent time in your life. Before you started to develop feelings for him.

"Why did I fall for him?" You mumble to yourself as you kicked a small rock from the snowy ground.

"Because feelings change." Sunghoon says. You nearly fell on your butt when you heard Sunghoon's voice.

"What are you doing here."

"Making sure you don't do anything stupid."

"Not even my own brother chases after me." You say bitterly.

"Are you that upset?"

"Yeah, of course. I've liked him for maybe 5 years now. Ever since we turned 13. I've tried so hard to forget the feelings but it just doesn't work."

"Then, will it work if something else happens? If there was someone else in your life that can change that?"

"Huh?" Sunghoon holds you close.

"I don't want to take advantage of you but I just wanted to let you know I've always had feelings for you."

"You said I was practically like your little sister."

"That was to hide my feelings. I've always felt like giving the best thing to you and I knew you liked Jungwon."

"Sunghoon. I'm only 18."

"So? I'm 2 years older. I can treat you way better than Jungwon. He already has someone he likes. Can't you give up your feelings for me?"

"Sunghoon, I-I don't have feelings for you. I'm sorry."

"But what if I try to change that?" Sunghoon says.

"I don't k-know."

"What if I try to make you have feelings for me. Test your feelings for me."

"And how do you want to do that?" He leans down closer to your height.

"Kiss." You were a distance away from him.

"Sunghoon. This will be my first kiss."

"Then I'll make it special." He places his lips right on yours. You've never felt this before but something is telling you that you want this. Maybe it was time you gave up your heart for someone else. Someone like Sunghoon. The snow storm happens just as you reach home, the heavy winds blows directly at the both of you. Sunghoon holds your hands to keep it warm.

"Oh my god, we thought you'd get lost or trapped in the snow!" Heeseung worriedly says.

"Uhh so, how are you feeling?" Jake asks.

"Better." They didn't notice the intertwined fingers between you and Sunghoon.

"I'll go make you hot cocoa." Sunghoon says. He leaves a peck on your forehead and leaves to the kitchen. The boys were shocked.

"What was that?" Jay asks.

"What was what?" You say.

"Sunghoon hyung kissing your forehead!" Sunoo says.

"Oh...umm...well...things happened." You stutter. Heeseung's jaw drops.

"You and Sunghoon are dating, right?"

"No. Not yet, you know I still have feelings for you know who I'm just testing the waters with Sunghoon. He promised to make me forget about my feelings with him. For now, it's a situationship I guess."

"Seems pretty easy. I mean...it's Sunghoon, that boy can make you forget things." Jake says.

"And why do you know about this?"

"Huh?" Jake says. You shook your head.

The boy who was in the living room with his supposed dream girl sighs. He didn't feel right about dating her but I guess he had to put up with this since you were already dating someone else. He could only congratulate you for being in a relationship.

He knew he couldn't take care of you as great as his hyung, so he had to let you go.

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kxsagi · 3 months ago

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something kinda funny happened to me recently and i immediately thought about rin and your fics, so i'll send it as a req!! i hope you dont find it uncomfortable.

to sum up: ppl usually perceive me as a "nerdy and smart girl" (as in, "top of the class" kind of smart) bc of my looks but in reality i couldnt care less about paying attention to something if its not abt a topic im interested in lol. WHICH RESULTED IN ME RANKING 20 OUT OF 23 STUDENTS in everything but english. it doesn't bother me at all bc. well. i was expecting it. but my classmates are always shocked somehow.

anyways, i immediately thought about my dear rinnie, bc i think thats the kind of situation that poor boy would experience, since everyone in bllk sees him as an academically smart guy bc hes fluent in english, failingto realizethat my boy does NAWT cate about anything other than eng and soccer. . so! my req is basically just a fic where both rin and reader end up in the bottom of the rankings in everything but english (they were the only ones to ace it) and the others are like "?!?!?!" bc i think it would be rlly funny!! feel free to do it in any way you like! tyy! BTW SORRY FOR ANY TYPOS I HOPE IT DOESNT SOUND CONFUSING

“𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫”

a/n: OMG I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS REQUEST BC i have a male coworker in his 20’s who looks like a geeked out nerd, like kind of skinny, glasses, black hair, asian. and my mom told me to talk to him to potentially gain connections bc i’m academic and i was still in high school at the time so i asked him about college and he said “oh yeah, i dropped out like… 3 times. i just didn’t have the drive because i attended raves instead of lectures” don’t let looks fool you 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

for context, all the blue lock characters attend the same high school lol

title is a beabadobee reference bc i love her idc

(art credits go to immmso_ko on twitter)

in a cruel twist of fate, or maybe divine comedy, you and rin itoshi have somehow landed in the bottom tier of your class rankings.

not just “average.” not “middle of the pack.” no. we're talking rank 21 and 22 out of 23. (it would’ve been 22 and 23, but shoutout to that one guy who never came to class and failed on principle. king.)

the only subject you both aced? english.

english was your salvation. your shared pride. your mutual delusion. you’d both walked out of that test with the smug confidence of people who knew the word “juxtaposition” and weren’t afraid to use it. and it paid off with perfect scores.

but everything else? absolute academic carnage.

math: rin got bored halfway through and started drawing soccer formations in the margins.

science: you answered every question based on vague memories of a documentary you half-watched two years ago.

history: you just… didn’t. rin got distracted by a headline about international players and spiral notebooked into a wikipedia hole mid-exam.

and when the results were posted, the classroom erupted.

“WAIT. RIN?! RIN ITOSHI?!”

someone physically grabbed him by the sleeve. “bro. you’re like. fluent in english. i thought you were smart?!”

rin stared at them, face completely blank. “i am.”

“YOU’RE 22ND!!”

“in english?”

“NO. OVERALL.”

“… okay. but in english?”

he had a point. it was the only thing that mattered.

you slinked over beside him, matching his blank expression. “hey. i’m 21st.”

he looked at you. “you’re better at literature than me.”

“damn right.”

behind you, chaos brewed. karasu paced like a man discovering the earth was flat. bachira was cry-laughing, gripping isagi like he’d seen a ghost. otoya just kept whispering “no way. no way. no way.” like he was having an existential breakdown over his fantasy of rin being the dark, brooding honor student.

“this is a scam,” reo muttered from the side. “i thought rin was our secret weapon for test prep. i was gonna ask him to tutor me in math.”

rin tilted his head. “why would i do that?”

“you got a 12%.”

“i don’t need math to score goals.”

“… you didn’t even attempt question two.”

“it was too many words.”

you nodded solemnly beside him. “same. too many triangles. immediate shut down.”

someone behind you whispered, “this is actually worse than when nagi slept through the finals.”

but you and rin? unfazed. you were both already planning how to celebrate your dual top scores in english. (you were thinking milk tea. he was thinking silence. compromise: milk tea in silence.)

you sipped your drink later that afternoon with the confidence of two people who fully accepted their intellectual limitations, so long as they didn’t apply to soccer or essays on animal farm.

“this doesn’t bother you?” you asked, curious.

“not really,” he replied. “they’re just shocked because i don’t talk much. so they assume i’m smart.”

“right?! same! they see glasses and a quiet demeanor and suddenly expect perfect grades.”

he nodded slowly. “people are stupid.”

you toasted your drink to that. “cheers to mediocrity, king.”

and rin, for the first time that day, cracked the smallest smirk. “except in english.”

“except in english,” you agreed, dead serious.

the only subject that mattered.

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majinbangus · 11 months ago

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I literally just wanted a sugar daddy/mama!au. Maybe I'll talk about sugar daddies!141 x sugar baby!reader after this. I am not an expert in sugaring, so bear w me here. readers age is not told either, but i imagine reader to be younger than price.

Times are tough; the 141 need funding the government isn't willing to cough up. Price's solution? Getting them a sugar mama.

You never expected your profile to be picked. It was a silly thing you signed up for in a moment of weakness when you were feeling sad and lonely, wallowing after a messy break up. You even forgot about it after a week, throwing yourself in your self-made business, working when you didn't have to, but you needed to bury yourself in it. It's no surprise you forgot all about your little profile, but it is a surprise when you see a missed inquiry from a Mr. John Price about a day old.

Hello, darling. I've never been on this side of the message before, but my boys and I don't have many options, and I needed a solution fast. I saw your profile and I think you'd be a good match for us. We're a package deal, the four of us. You don't have to pay us exactly, we just need some funding for our work. My boys and I are willing to provide you with any type of company you desire. We don't mind sharing and we take care of what's ours. There are other little details we can go more in depth later, although I might not be able to tell you everything. I'd like to hear what you have to say and any questions you may have. Hope to hear from you soon, Capt. John Price

Everything about the message is... strange... to put it kindly, but you can't help but feel this Capt. John Price is being sincere. Maybe that's a naive, lonely part of you that's convincing yourself that the message is real and not some scam. Maybe you're desperate enough to believe someone- four someone's!- actually have an interest in you.

For what you can give them, but you're not entirely innocent either. This Captain Price- you assume he's military- said he and his boys will give you what you need, and if he's a man of his word, maybe they can distract you from all the noise in your head.

You stare at the message. It wouldn't hurt to take a risk, would it? You can always block the man if he ends up being a creep.

It takes you an hour to finally work up the nerve to craft a small message back to the man. It takes less than a minute for him to respond.

Glad to hear from you, darling. I'll tell you everything you need to know.

The rules are simple.

You fund them with enough money each month they need it for however long they need, and they'll give you all the companionship you want. Whether that's sexual or not is up to you. It doesn't matter to them, though John informed you that if it is sexual, you would need to discuss any limits with the other men yourself. With him, you got to briefly stutter through your likes and dislikes, and he did the same, after discussing all of the rules and expectations.

You don't know if you should be thankful or not when he listened with such intense focus. Like you were briefing him on a mission or whatever it is captains like him do. It makes you nervous. He makes you nervous. Not quite in a bad way, but you've never done this before. The idea of paying another person, well this task force, in exchange for some company to fill your pathetic void feels kind of... sad.

You almost talk yourself out of this whole crazy thing, but you're also kind of curious what could come of it. If John and his boys will really be able to distract you and make you forget how lonely you are.

Being alone, being lonely, never really bothered you before, but after your last relationship... It opened up some old wounds and this sugar arrangement could be the perfect distraction. If only for a while. You'll take whatever you can get at this point.

You look over the messages John sent you, lingering over the pictures he sent of him and the other three men. Well. Two men. John told you this Simon guy would show you his face himself if he wanted to. You don't know if it's a sexual thing or not or something else entirely. You were too afraid to ask, and you don't really know if you want to know. But the other three are handsome, if the pictures John sent aren't fake.

You're still not entirely sure you should trust him. Trust that you're not gonna get all your money stolen. The site you signed up on is reputable for sugar mamas and sugar babies. You couldn't find a bad review written about it. Only positive testimonies with positive outcomes. That could be suspicious in and of itself. Hopefully, you didn't make a mistake.

John said that he would meet you next week when he had time off. Alone. In a public space, but alone. He said he didn't want the boys to overwhelm you, and you're grateful for his consideration because you would have been overwhelmed if you met all of them at once.

You still have time to cancel, if the nerves get to you and you chicken out. John even told you you could back out any time you wanted. But. You want to do something different. You need to do something different. Get yourself out of your head and focus on anything else that doesn't make your mind feel like static.

These men can help with that. This'll be good for you. Probably.

As long as this doesn't end up with you mysteriously disappearing or getting murdered, you'll be content with whatever happens. Besides, it's good to do something out of your comfort zone, and what better way than becoming a sugar mama to four military men who can give you all the company and care you could ever want? Hell, that sounds weird to think about.

There are still little things you have to work around, such as their schedules, but John promised that at least one of them would always come when you called. Already, that gives you more comfort than he could ever know, and perhaps that's foolish of you, but it truly meant a lot when he told you that.

You scroll down to the last message John sent and feel something in your gut flutter.

Can't wait to meet you, Mama.

this might an anthology of sorts. maybe have some loose plot to it. idk.

#john soap mactavish x reader #soap x reader #john soap mctavish x reader #soap mactavish x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x reader #gaz x reader #captain john price x reader #john price x reader #price x reader #f!reader #141 sweet treat <3

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couch-potato28 · 7 months ago

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Imagine being a Blue Lock manager! ⚽

PROLOGUE

(a/n: Hey everybody! First time writing here, so please 🙏 excuse my poor looking posts and grammatical errors /let me know if u see any!!/ English is not my first language so pls take that into account O.O tyy ❤️)

WARNING!-there's i think one swear word

wc: 2.8 k words im sry really, like i yap a lot 😭

ALSO: please let me know if you're interested in the continuation

Imagine that in addition to your logical thinking, communicational skills and physical performance, Blue Lock also tests your mental health, because if you excel in these 4 areas, you might be worthy to become a manager of one of their players. However, competing with 199 other girls who are going through the same ordeal, let's admit, doesn't really calm your nerves. But how did you even end up in Blue Lock in the first place?

—————— Saturday morning, sitting in the corner of a nearby coffee shop, with your books open, laptop fully charged, your phone on silent mode with of course, a cup of caffeine on the side, you are ready to conquer those history notes.

You had already started to memorize everything the previous week, so today was really about practicing, and revising. After cracking your back, and sipping some coffee, you began reading the first few lines on your laptop, occasionally peeking at the highlighted parts of your book in case you got stuck.

Time passed quickly, and when you looked at the clock on your phone screen, it turned out that you had been repeating ridiculously difficult names, dates, places and events which were described in an awful lot of detail for exactly 1 hour and 32 minutes. Seeing that, you decided to take a well-deserved break, which actually just consisted of texting, and watching funny cat videos.

Closing your laptop and books, you gave yourself half an hour to rest, so that time wouldn't double leading to you procrastinating and forgetting everything you'd just revised. Reaching for your phone and turning off the silent mode, you started reading the few messages that had come in during your study session. Most of them were sent from your best friend, briefly stating that she had fallen asleep and will probably have stay up all night to cramp whatever material she can get into her head, hoping that she somehow manages to pass on Monday.

Told ya to set an alarm >:( Well, you should have accepted my offer to study together HAHAHA good luck btw :D

You wrote in response, feeling kinda sorry for her before going straight to your emails after seeing a notification, where you found a recently received message with a strange title.

“BLUE LOCK INVITATION”

What the hell is Blue Lock? And why did you get an invitation? Your initial thought was that it’s a scam, and were trying to delete the email if your stupid finger hadn’t slipped, making it press and open the email. Great, now your eyes were glued to the screen, trying to read whatever was on the message.

“Dear L/N Y/N!

We are honored to invite you to the Blue Lock Manager Training Program, where you will be granted the chance to work with one of our future star football players. We hope you will consider the offer because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you are interested, please come to the following address and time.

Any further questions will be answered on-site!

Blue Lock Assistant and Health Manager,

Anri Teieri”

Um, what the fuck. Yeah, doesn’t sound sketchy at aaall…as you read the letter over and over again, trying to make sense of it, not understanding how they even knew about your existence in the first place and more importantly…how did they get your email address? Although that wasn’t the point, it piqued your interest. You had so many questions yet you could only get answers on the spot.

“Smart tactic.”-you said, before browsing the internet to find something about this Blue Lock project. About 20 minutes later though, you leaned back into your chair and sighed in defeat as there was not a single thing about Blue Lock at all. The only thing you had was this quite fancy looking email.

Finishing the rest of your coffee, you began to think about the offer and whether or not to go. Your current job wasn’t good neither was the payment, which is why you recently had to take on a second job. But from what you read about the program, if you were to actually work with a soon to be star football player, the pay would probably be high. Plus, how hard can it be to manage a person, right?

After thoroughly thinking about the offer, you decided to give it a chance. Finishing the rest of your work, you came home and talked to your parents somehow persuading them to agree. Later that day you also informed your best friend as well. The weekend passed as you successfully finished your history exam on Monday and then you headed straight to the so-called Blue Lock building, the very next day. ——————

That's how you ended up in your current situation. On your first day there, they led you to a big hall with a bunch of people. To be specific, young girls around your age. Looking around for a bit, you realized that there were a lot of girls indeed, but no boys in sight. Finding it a bit strange, but shrugging it off, you turned around to face a huge stage, where moments later a pink-haired woman appeared, whose name you assumed and now know is Anri, introduced herself and greeted you from a big podium with a mic in her hand.

Finishing the brief intro she then continued with a very thorough and detailed speech, revealing that if you agreed to the conditions of the program, you would technically be locked up in the building for the next 3 months and would participate in intensive training, where you potentially could be eliminated for poor results.

“There goes my money…”-you thought, since you never really cared about football in your life nor did you know anything about it. Which in retrospect, you should have done or researched a bit before coming here since you applied to be a football player's manager after all.

“Well, it doesn't matter now anyway.”-you told yourself for some comfort. After Anri had finished her monologue, she instructed everyone that:

“If you agree and ready to take on the challenge then please go through this door!”-pointing with her microphone at a huge dark blue door that was slowly opening.

Hesitating a bit, you thought about all the possible things that could go wrong, but after a not-so-long train of thoughts you managed to convince yourself. Also that little push by a girl running towards the doors sealed the deal for you as you slowly started to walk towards the unknown.

“I mean, what can I lose, right? My sanity is gone already and even if I get eliminated, I'm just going to go back to my normal life again”-you whispered, and with a small grin you officially entered Blue Lock.

——————

To your surprise, the facility was quite clean and not to mention huge since most likely somewhere on the other side of the building, boys were kicking balls and running laps. Following the others, you arrived in what you assumed was a large waiting room with multiple TV screens on the walls. After managing to squish yourself through the crowd, a sudden voice spoke from the speakers and an egg-headed guy with a strangely perfect bowl cut appeared on the screens, introducing himself.

“Hello, diamond grinders! My name is Jinpachi Ego, the coach of the players in Blue Lock, and the overall boss of the facility. I guess you already know why you’re here so I won’t bother with that anymore. First, let’s start with a quick count, which is...currently 200 people.”-he said as you looked around with wide eyes. The fact is, there were indeed many people besides you, but you didn't think such a large amount of them would participate.

'Pfft, no worries…'-you encouraged yourself, realizing that you’d probably get kicked out on the second day, if not today. You looked up to the screens again, and bowl cut continued.

“Out of these 200 people, the best performers will be given the best athletes to work with. But! You have to know what you’re doing. From now on, every minute of your time will be spent, from morning to night according to a routine and the underperformers will be eliminated. Understand?”

You nodded unconsciously, following those around you. This was serious and there was no turning back now. Even so looking at that man’s gaze as he spoke somehow made you shiver a little.

'What have I gotten myself into?'-the question suddenly popped into your head, making you doubt for a moment, if you being here was truly a good decision, but Ego's voice immediately made you get back on track.

“Great. Let’s start with a quick summary then. First, you will be divided into 20 teams, 10 people each. This division was based on your current abilities, but they can change over time while you’re here. Each week, the levels to pass are going rise and be harder, and those who can't pass will automatically fail and get eliminated."-he said leaning back into his chair.-"Next, is the routine which the assistant will tell you about in detail later. The goal here in Blue Lock besides creating football players, is to produce ideal managers who have the perfect skills and attitude to fit with them, and to maintain their level, helping them until the end of their careers.”-he suddenly raised his index finger and the screens showed what looked like an animation of whatever he was about to say.-"This includes, one: Strategic and logical thinking, two: A healthy and fit body and three: The highest levels of media and communication! If you perform well in these three main areas, then a job and the experience of a lifetime are guaranteed! Don't disappoint me! Now lock off and goodbye for now!”

With that, the egg-headed man finished his speech, disappearing from the screens and Anri, with a microphone in her hand, started to divide everyone up, while handing out papers with our new weekly routine printed on it. Seems like you have been assigned to group number 10. That's not bad, but were your abilities really worth as much to be a team 10 member? So far you have only (tried) to manage your own life and your current football knowledge was equal to zero. But there was no time left for further thoughts, because after receiving the uniform you had to immediately start on the first task according to your assigned routine for the day.

—————— Okay. This was harder than you thought. Wiping off the sweat from your forehead, you started running your seventh lap around the damn track again.

"I’m gonna pass out.”-you muttered under your breath, as your newly made friend, you’d just met a few days ago appeared next to you.

“Same, I'm too tired to be running around in the morning!”-she replied, and after a few seconds the sound of a whistle was heard, signaling the end of the first part of the warm-up. Well, today was going to be long again.

Your new routine consisted of starting your mornings at exactly 7 am with physical exercises and then, you had a quick breakfast. After that you had to start on some brain work tasks for the day, followed by communication class and lunch. A 15 minute break later, media and IT started and before finishing the day with a small workout again, were language lessons waiting for you. Yes. You also had to learn languages.

Unfortunately not just one, not two or three, but four fucking languages in which you had to reach a basic level. At least the variety was good, since now you knew how to say hello in French, German, Italian and Spanish. (multilingual queen slay) And then based on those you could decide which one you wanted to work on more and reach at least an intermediate level. If that was not enough, the knowledge of English was also mandatory, but at an advanced level. Also for every other day there were talks, activities and tasks about basic football for those with the lack of knowledge to at least have a grasp on the topic. So there you were, in full uniform everyday for the last two months, suffering through training.

It almost hurts to admit, but on some days you started to miss your simple, slightly boring school life. Thinking back to your friends and parents who you hadn't talked with in a while, to those boring classes and your warm bed. Training was hard since other than having to excel at the 3 fields, worrying that you could get eliminated at any moment, if you lacked behind was stressing you out even more than you already were. On top of that, seeing that some of the girls were kicked out of the building was saddening, yet it worked like a charm to make you work even harder to survive till the end.

Sure, it’s not like it wasn’t good here since you arrived. Luckily, you quickly adapted to the new environment, getting used to the shared bathrooms, roommates, the extreme routines and plans you had to follow and the surprisingly good canteen food. But the lack of 'fresh air'of the bustling Tokyo, the crowded places, the subways and the fact you could sleep in on the weekends certainly made a void in your heart. The mountains were a beautiful view, but you started to get bored of them after a while.

That's how you usually spent the rest of your days with. Time also flew a lot quicker with your new friends who you suffered with together until they finally announced the end of the program, ordering everyone to gather in the waiting room. Everybody arrived on time and just a few minutes later bowl cut finally appeared on the screens again. —————— “Yo, diamond grinders! Congrats on surviving till now. Looking at your data and statuses, I'm pretty much satisfied with everyone. Well, it doesn't matter now, since the results are already decided.”-Ego said in a voice that lacked emotions yet again. Still the boredom and lack of sleep were evident on his face, noticing his eye bags and the empty cups of ramen in the background that he didn't even bother to clean up. He coughed a little before continuing.-“After analyzing every single one of you on each field, I have decided on which player to assign you, based on these factors and scores. Let's start now, shall we?"-he asked and a little icon of the first girl who was about to be assigned, appeared on the TV screens, showing her name and the team she belonged to.-"First of all, congratulations to Aiko Hashimoto…”-he said a girl's name that felt unfamiliar to you, and then went on with, what you assumed was the player's jersey number and the name of who she would be managing from now on. Meanwhile on the big screens the footballer's little icon made an appearance as well next to Aiko's.

Ego soon continued with announcing the girls by their rank and time seemed to slow down the moment he started speaking again. After a while, at least 20 minutes have passed, yet your name was nowhere to be heard. Even your closest friend was now assigned to some boy, while you were still waiting for your turn. 'Did you do that well? Maybe they just forgot to kick you out.'-you assumed after another 5 minutes passed. Listening to Ego as he was still announcing names, you glanced around at the remaining girls who seemed confident while standing, not hearing their names yet. They seemed certain that they were getting one of the top players you thought, while you, yourself were still unsure who you would end up with. Before any more thoughts could occupy your mind, the sound of a familiar name hit your ears.

“Next up is L/N Y/N.”-you heard from the speakers and finally your little icon also turned up on the screens. Oh my gosh, it’s you! Wait who was before you again? What numbered player are we even at now?!

Blinking twice, you looked up to the main screen, staring at the miniature doddle of you, while Ego was about to say the lucky guy's name you were going to work with. A sudden rush of excitement and worry began to overwhelm you, anxiously waiting to hear the fruit of your 3 months of suffering. Sure, you did do well in all areas required and even gained some knowledge about football in general, but was it enough? Every girl here did their best, trying equally hard, afraid of missing the opportunity of a lifetime and getting kicked out of the facility.

You gulped ready to hear whatever and whoever was waiting for you on the other side of Blue Lock. Ego’s voice rang through the waiting room as he said the following:

“Congratulations L/N Y/N! Based on your results, you've earned your place in Blue Lock as the manager of player number…”

(Oh my gosh, this was a long one, hope you guys enjoyed it ^^; i wasn't sure about this story since it's my first one, so pls let me know if you are interested in a continuation and tell me, who you think will get u as their manager? (★‿★) tyy

#blue lock x reader #blue lock #manager au #bllk x reader #bllk #ego jinpachi #anri teieri #fem reader #blue lock x you #bllk x you

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vonlycaonwife · 6 months ago

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Could I request Nicole and Harumasa finding their lover hugging a bangboo version of them?

I want-no, NEED a Harumasaboo plush

Considering what I know about Haru's trust story, I gave this a small change. Same vibes though for what you requested!! I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: spoilers for Haru trust story, spoilers for main story if you haven't done the part before chapter 5

Honestly she doesn't have much of a problem with you cuddling with Amillion a lot. At least that's what she tells everyone.

In reality she's absolutely side eyeing it whenever you give the bangboo just a little bit too much attention. She won't say anything, but she will push herself closer and all but vocally demand attention.

Amillion isn't normally used to a lot of affection, at least from others beside Nicole, so she's just hogging all the attention and loving it.

It's a funny sight to behold for anyone who sees it. You treating Amillion like her namesake, Nicole huffing and puffing before being placate with a kiss, and Amillion herself getting swarmed with affection by both parents.

Because yes my friend, she now sees you as her second parent and no one can change that. Nicole doesn't help either by immediately going along with it.

At least you have both girls protecting you from scammers? Though you still get scammed by them but with affection in this case.

You know, when Harumasa first commissioned someone to make some customized bangboos based on him and his coworkers. He only did it to get over the trauma he had over turning into one in the simulation. But now he's starting to regret it, immensely.

While at first he was happy that Asaboo was there to give you company while he was working, he's seriously starting to get pissed off at how…clingy it was.

For example, whenever he was aiming for some “much needed emergency cuddles” (in his words) to “cure his sickness”, as he would begin to get closer the bangboo would immediately push him away to cling onto his partner!

It doesn't help that it also mimics his sick act! “E-Ehn eh-na��(T-Too sick)” “Oh you poor baby.” “Baaaaabe, I'm sick too~” “Oh, lemme-” “E-Eh-na! *cough* Na! Na! (N-No! *cough* Stay! Stay!)” “Awww, okay okay.” “Hey!”

He knew he was a bit possessive, but he doesn't think he's this bad! The thing is practically glaring at him all the time when you're not looking as well. So of course he's gonna glare back. “Haru, stop glaring at the poor thing.” “He started it!” “Ehn-na! (Liar!)”

It's honestly gotten to a point where he has to lock the thing in one of the rooms to prevent it from disrupting on alone time with his partner. “Haru, it's crying and coughing.” “It's just faking babe.” Crash! “Uh…Haru-” “ARE YOU SERIOUS?!”

Part of him wants to apologize profusely to his coworkers for having to deal with himself now that he's on the other end of the act.

#zenless zone zero x reader #asaba harumasa x reader #nicole demara x reader #zzz nicole #zzz harumasa #nicole demara #asaba harumasa

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starry-bi-sky · 9 months ago

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Okay so this is almost a direct copy-paste of my earlier reblog but only the Xin Yuan parts, because its long enough to be its own post and i want to share it! It deserves it's own post <3 typical starry stuff to write a 2k word long reblog, unfortunately.

I say almost because I went through to proof read and ended up adding more stuff.

I've been cooking on this idea for the last two days since I saw the Xin Mo!Shen Yuan post but??? I can't find anything on Xin Mo's backstory or how it came to be -- which means that's free fucking plot right there baby. That's a sandbox and im making LIFE SIZED CASTLES. I'm so excited.

The idea of Shen Yuan transmigrating centuries before the events of PIDW as Xin Mo -- but when he wakes up, he's not the sword. He wakes up in the body of a young boy named Xin Yuan. Now it makes sense for this boy to be a demon, but the drama, the intrigue, the spice of Xin Yuan being a human child.

SY wakes up as a boy below the age of ten, and the System tells him where he is, and SY is excited to meet his favorite protagonist -- only to gradually realize that he's like, a thousand years or so before the events of the novel. The rant he gives the system is legendary.

Bc what's the point of getting dropped into PIDW if he's never going to meet his favorite character??? This is a scam! BUT he settles into his new life, he's like, some orphan street rat or some other tragic airplane-esq backstory.

The system gives Shen Yuan his first mandatory quest: become a righteous cultivator. Which was like, kinda his plan/hopes anyways, except! There's like?? No official cultivator sects anywhere? The Cang Qiong Mountain Sect hasn't even been established yet, and there are pockets of cultivators running around, maybe some groups or schools popping up and then sinking back down, but nothing's really taken root!

If he asks someone how to become a cultivator, there's no straight answer. No "oh you can go to X to do that". He's pissed! How can he become a cultivator if there aren't any schools around to teach him? Deus ex machina, that's how.

Out of sheer luck, SY manages to help save a rogue cultivator, and promptly gets adopted by said rogue cultivator, who gives SY the name 'Xin Yuan'. He is ecstatic. And you know what? It's actually pretty fun!

He's getting to travel the world of PIDW in its early stages, and gets to see the building blocks for the eventual main story. He's discovering all this local flora and fauna that are foreign to his old world and unmentioned in the book, and he's learning cultivation! Granted, its unsafe, newly(ish) discovered cultivation, but it counts!

Wistfully, he thinks about perhaps he'll do something grand and get his name carved into legend. Something that would eventually help the protagonist later down the line in his quest for revenge.

The system remains silent to his thoughts.

But Xin Yuan doesn't take much stock in that daydream anyways. It's nothing more than fantasy to him; wish-fulfillment. He does discover however, that he is positively brimming with spiritual energy. Overwhelmingly so.

It's both a blessing and a curse, as it puts a strain on his meridians if he's not careful, and leaves him prone to qi deviations for the exact same reasons. He already has a heart demon or two from a few traumatic experiences in the past.

(bc hey! angst a day keeps the writer sadism at bay, and all that)

I'll say he's about... eight when he gets picked up by the rogue cultivator, who I'm calling Lin Kai bc he deserves a name. They travel around PIDW up until Xin Yuan is twelve, where he goes through a traumatic experience that results in a heart demon.

It's after that that Lin Kai decides to put a stop to his wandering, and find a place to settle down to raise Xin Yuan in. Coincidentally! They settle down in a nice mountain region that's thriving with spiritual energy. The mountains at the time were called something different, but they will be eventually known as the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect

Coincidentally, the mountain Lin Kai and Xin Yuan end up on is Qing Jing Peak. XY does not realize that the mountain he's on is Qing Jing. The System does not tell him. But he likes it there, more than he was expecting. And as much as he's traveled around, he really does enjoy being in one place.

He has a tendency to go down the mountain and help the village setting up down there, and when he's a teenager he starts venturing out more and more.

Xin Yuan forgets sometimes that he's in a novel, especially after settling down on Qing Jing peak. The system becomes remarkably quiet since there's no quests for him to do and not a ton of opportunities to get B-Points. He cultivates with Lin Kai, helps tend to the garden they're growing, goes down to the village to play with the other kids.

There's one boy he's best friends with, a boy whose not all that good with words, named Liu Zhihao. He's got potential for cultivation though, so Xin Yuan drags him up the mountain when he can so that Liu Zhihao can sit in on lessons with Lin Kai. He drags him all over the forest at the foot of the mountain to go look at bugs and animals.

(One time, when they're fourteen and Liu Zhihao has been learning cultivation for a few years now, Xin Yuan drags him out of bed late one night to go look at the stars. Xin Yuan tells Liu Zhihao about ascension -- something that still feels like a far off dream to many in this time -- that night, while they're sitting on the wet grass.)

("We should ascend together." Xin Yuan tells Liu Zhihao, jade eyes gleaming. Never let it be said that Xin Yuan doesn't love deeply, no matter what kind of love it is. He was always so lonely as Shen Yuan, Liu Zhihao is his best friend. "We'll become immortals, and then we won't ascend until the other is able to.")

(Liu Zhihao stares at him silently, his face unreadable. Then, quietly, he asks; "Promise?")

("Promise.")

When he starts adventuring outwards, further away from the mountain and the village, Liu Zhihao sticks to him like rice. Not that Xin Yuan's complaining, that's his best friend after all, and Liu Zhihao has become a formidable cultivator. He deserves to show off his skills.

He starts making something of a name for himself by the time he's, like, 18 -- although that name is in its baby steps, along with Liu Zhihao. They're slowly growing renown.

Perhaps XY uses his knowledge of PIDW and cultivation in general to help make advancements in the cultivation field. Although the system prevents him from sharing too much, it doesn't mean he can't practice it himself. Perhaps he's one of the first cultivators to develop a golden core. One of the first known immortal cultivators. One of the first to have a spirit sword.

(Although I don't know the logistics of any of this since my knowledge on xanxia/cultivation stuff in general is all still pretty new and google wasn't all that helpful lol.)

Either way, its my excuse to eventually make Xin Yuan come across as ethereal to other people. Peerless beauty SY for the win. Hs wifebeam is too strong, Xin Yuan has a line of suitors following after him and he's completely unaware of it. The rest of history is not.

Demon realm stuff has been stirring up since Xin Yuan was a kid, but at the time it was rare and in the beginning stages. Its been steadily ramping up and the system is sending him on more and more treacherous quests -- some of them mandatory, some optional. SY doesn't often take the optional ones unless it comes with a sufficient B-point reward.

for all intents and purposes though, he's a wandering rogue cultivator with Liu Zhihao, going from place to place to either help a town or village, or to discover more creatures or artifacts (although there aren't that many). Just all around living his life. He participates in a few major quest lines that are sure to get him mentioned in legend, even if it's a background character way.

(Unbeknownst to him, rather than being a side character in these legends, he's named directly. You can't become one of the first immortal cultivators and NOT get name dropped for clout.)

He has a spirit sword named Shā Mó, (杀 shā - to kill/weaken/counteract/reduce) (魔 mó - evil spirit, demon, possession). He routinely goes back to QJP to see Lin Kai, or to rest when traveling has worn down on him and he wants nothing more than to sleep somewhere he knows he'll be safe in. It becomes more frequent as Xin Yuan becomes more famous. Liu Zhihao often comes with him.

it all comes to a head though when the rifts between the demonic realm and the human realm become too great, and the balance between both realms becomes unstable. A demonic emperor's influence, wanting to merge the two realms so he could conquer both to satiate his own greed.

Typical evil king stuff. This comes to a climatic head in a great battle between every cultivator available and the demon emperor's army. Xin Yuan was one of the many who helped lead the charge.

In the end, it was Xin Yuan who ends up defeating the demonic emperor, but the rift that the emperor used to cross between worlds is destabilizing as well. Except instead of trying to close, it's getting bigger and bigger, threatening to swallow the heavens and earth and demonic realm whole.

You know how Yue Qingyuan's soul is bonded to his sword due to a qi deviation? Let's take it a step further >:)

Xin Yuan uses himself and Shā Mó to close the rift. However, it takes all of his spiritual energy to do so, as well as him filtering the demonic qi into his body to redirect it back to the demon realm.

In the end, Xin Yuan and his beloved sword Shā Mó fuse. Xin Yuan's soul becomes trapped in the sword. His physical body is unable to handle the immense amount of power it takes to close the rift, and is destroyed. He is immortalized in legend by his grieving cultivators.

(Liu Zhihao ends up ascending alone. He ascends with the hope that one day he'll see Xin Yuan again, even if it's in the face of someone else. Lin Kai does not ascend, too weighed down by the grief of losing his son.)

Xin Yuan, now Xin Mo, falls into a stasis. He's very confused and disorientated when he regains 'consciousness'. The system has been silent for most of his life, only popping up to give him mandatory quests, hints, points, or to answer any questions.

But once he wakes up, it cheerfully pops up again, congratulating him on completing the origin story of Xin Mo. SY freaks the fuck out. he'd shake the system screen if he could, but he doesn't have arms. or legs. or eyes for that matter.

He can sense his surroundings, but its all like imprints to him. He can sense the energies, but he can't see anything. It's all very disorientating and horrifying after years of being human. Like a sensory deprivation chamber.

The closing of the rift and the cycling demonic qi tainted both Sha Mo and Xin Yuan irreparably, and it did some kind of damage that resulted in SY needing to feed in order to use the spiritual powers. Kinda like how Xuan Su uses YQY's life force for it's spiritual energy, but instead of feeding on his own lifeforce, Xin Mo feeds on others.

The rest is history. Xin Mo is originally tied to the story of Xin Yuan -- believed to be all that remained of the man after he sacrificed himself to keep the realms separate. It's believed that the force of the realms closing permanently infused Sha Mo with demonic energy, turning it into Xin Mo.

But, like many stories do when faced against the tide of time, things get lost; chipped off; changed. Xin Mo is steadily separated from Xin Yuan, especially once it becomes clear how parasitic the sword really is, until they are all but separate entities themselves and the origin of Xin Mo's creation all but forgotten.

The years blur together when Xin Mo is not being wielded, and at first Xin Yuan was agonized by the fact that he stole the lives of all his wielders. He knows it's only a novel, but his decades spent in this life have softened him, and he's grown attached to the world around him.

But time erodes the mind like water erodes stone, and he becomes numb to it, then eventually anticipating of it. He forces himself to remember what he knows of PIDW's plot, and kinda fixates back on his old obsession on Luo Binghe. But while PIDW stays in his mind, his memories as Xin Yuan fall to the wayside.

Not forgotten, per se, but... tucked away. The system prevents him from forgetting fully.

Xin Mo isn't fully a demonic sword either i think, but instead harbors an ugly cocktail of both spiritual and demonic qi. Special circumstances and all that. Everyone just assumes he's a fully demonic sword because that's usually at the forefront, his spiritual qi weakened from the initial fusion and from years of not being fed spiritual qi. It's part of the reason his wielders always end up destroyed by him, other than the whole, yk, 'overwhelming qi' thing.

Nobody would recognize Xin Mo's human form as Xin Yuan other than some truly ancient demons. Of which Meng Mo might. But even that's iffy because there's a lack of surviving paintings of Xin Yuan, but also because of XM's demonic appearance and supposed lack of connection to XY.

Xin Mo has never spoken to his wielders before, not in the same way he does Luo Binghe. He tells Luo Binghe this, and he also tells Luo Binghe down the line that he is both spiritual and demonic -- something he also never told his wielders because there was no point to it.

okay okay i've got to end it here because its already gotten ridiculously long -- of which im both apologetic and unapologetic for -- but i DO think the Shang Qinghua and Shen Yuan meeting (and reveal) would be fucking hilarious. Especially if SY has learned how to pop between sword form and human form by then -- although i guess it doesnt matter either way because SQH's reaction is still the same.

And that reaction is internally screaming and going "hey what the FUCK?? WHY DOES XIN MO HAVE A HUMAN FORM??? WHAT IS THIS??? SYSTEM??? EXPLAIN???"

meanwhile from his place on the sword hilt xin mo is squinting at Shang Qinghua in bewilderment and going "aren't you supposed to be dead" but doesn't pay too much mind to it because its not like its going to change anything.

...up until he catches shang qinghua going "WTF" silently from his little corner while all eyes are off him. One moment SQH is standing beside his king, and the next he's been tackled to the ground by one wild-eyed, human-shaped Xin Mo.

everyone, including SQH, thinks Xin Mo is going to kill him. It is a surprise to everyone when he does not, and instead dissolves into deranged, uncontrollable laughter after spitting out some phrase in some ancient tongue and watching SQH's eyes grow wide in recognition.