#+respect that but please be nice to me and realize youre coming after a random guy who really doesnt go here at all. Please be reasonable

[realness-remade]

im sorry people are being weird to you because ur entirely right and those nasty ugly terf freaks need to FUCK OFF but feel free to delete this ask since ik u said u didnt wanna deal w shit. u can probably just turn anon off tbh. once ppl cant go anonymous anymore, then they get too scared to say anything at all

THANK YOU T_T yea anons off and its staying off for a while. i do find it ironic how people are harassing me on a post literally talking about harassment though

[0lshadyl0]

How would Yandere Sabo (and shanks ) react if their darling show interest in another person?(im ok with Drabble or HCs or just your thoughts on the matter ) (How would their react if their show interest in male or even a female interest ?) 🥰

Babe, have you woken up on the wrong side of the bed and chosen violence as the solution to all the problems of your day? do you want to watch the world burn? they are both jealous people, and it's a bad idea to show interest in someone other than them, because they're both the type of yandere who, if need be, will take down the competition, most of all Shanks, at least Sabo is merciful enough to give a second chance, a painful second chance, Shanks in return… you're not going to see that sword come cutting you in half

Sabo is violently jealous, not with his darling, but of Darling's love interest. That poor wretch, regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, will experience what it is like not to be able to walk for a few months, yes, that's his star move apart from breaking your skull (and honestly it's better not to walk for a while or be paralyzed than lose your whole life) just imagine:

A poor man or woman in a dark alley, on a cold moonless night, scared, clothes torn until they were practically naked, covered in bruises, an occasional tooth missing, eyes swollen with an unpleasant color, knees bent awkwardly unnatural as they try to beg for mercy from that strange figure that has been beating them for hours

"Clemency?, I'm being merciful to you right now with this, what she asked of me was much worse, but, if you survive tonight, disappear and never be near y/n again because if so, She will realize that I did not do the favor as she wanted"

Oh yeah, for all the love interests you have, in their minds, you are the bad guy, a witch who can't see anyone happy or is jealous of someone else's beauty or success. Sabo is just a man in love that indeed you manipulated to hurt other people since he is strong and has influences

In short, you are the worst

In the case of Shanks, there are no second chances, if your love interest is a man, leave him for dead, you show interest in that person one day and the next he has already suffered a tragic accident

Although it also depends on his mood, Shanks isn't a bad person after all, and he usually doesn't resort to violence as easily as other people would, but when he makes a decision, he makes sure it's permanent

You also have to take into account other factors of who your love interest is, it definitely cannot be any of his crew since absolutely everyone, even the most stupid of them, knows that you are the captain’s woman, so no one will try to get your attention and in the unfortunate case that they do, they will try to avoid you or treat you badly so that you lose interest; This is one of the few scenarios where Shanks and the rest of the crew accept that you are not treated with respect, that is, the crew appreciate you, but you are putting the life of a nakama at risk, please be more aware and just look at the captain

If your love interest is not part of his crew, is not someone of importance, and is a man, Shanks can go two routes, if he is feeling in a good mood, he will simply make that person unattractive, not only to you but also for the whole world, Shanks will make one or some of his subordinates take care of that person, how? you may ask, I don't have the answer, but let's say that some limbs of the body are missing and now your love interest looks a bit… disfigured, honestly, it's kind of sad to see

The second route is the classic disappear your love interest from your sight and kill him, there is not much to imagine there, his body will end up buried on any random island (because Shanks has principles) or it will be thrown into the sea to be eaten of some marine king and all this behind your back

"How strange, yesterday I met a very nice man on this island, but today I can't find him anywhere" you sigh a little disappointed for not seeing the young man who had caught your attention

"Seriously? It's a shame y/n, who wouldn't want to see a woman as attractive as you again" says Shanks as he continued to drink from his bottle of liquor, sitting on top of a barrel, located exactly above where the body of the man you were pining for at that moment lay buried lifeless "but don't worry, you still have your beloved captain to give you all the attention a pretty young woman like you needs" he winks at you to let out a laugh which makes you laugh since it is contagious since he is very charismatic

Well, I was telling you that in the case of Sabo, regardless of gender, your love interest will suffer a terrible beating and blame you for the rest of their life since you are the cause of their misery; with Shanks, it is different, after all, he has a weakness for women, especially if they are young and beautiful

Do not be confused or angry, obviously, you are the number one in his heart, the one who will become his woman, his official wife, and the mother of his future children, but he is not blind, if that girl caught your interest, wouldn't she catch his interest too?

Here are three options that I'll quickly explain because there isn't much to say in these situations and the post is getting long (seriously, why can't I make short posts?):

Option one – Polyamorous relationship as your love interest is not a man, which means that she does not have the natural way to impregnate you, she is not a threat to him and his goals, she is a blessing in disguise, now he has not one but two beautiful young and fertile women, in this scenario he would let you go and pursue your crush, but obviously he will do the same

Let's be honest, as pretty and nice as you are, you could be Boa Hancock with the personality of Nico Robin, you're no match for Shanks, your love interest will fall at the feet of the charismatically sexy redhead and be his girlfriend you will have no choice but to enter into a relationship with him if you also want to be with your crush

at least the threesomes will be amazing, Shanks will give them both a lot of love (and cum) and wait for both of them to get pregnant at the same time, so their children will have someone to grow up with

Option two – Lesbianism does not triumph today in this scenario we can say that your love interest, despite meeting the requirements of being young, attractive, and fertile, her personality is not to the taste of the redhead, (it could probably be because she spoke bad of you or you were not as interesting to her as she was to you and she communicated it to Shanks in a way that he did not end up liking), more importantly, your love interest is not interested in other women, rather sees them as competition

So Shanks, respecting your love interest's sexual orientations, which definitely makes getting rid of her easier, he'll either help monetarily to get her out of your sight or get her a partner of her liking, whichever It ends in, you will not have the girl you like, better settle with your captain

Option Three – What are those chains for? Easy, fast, and simple, she meets the requirements of what he likes, but either her personality is disgusting, or she probably talks bad about you or she doesn't like you or maybe she likes you too, but she doesn't plan on sharing you with the captain, much less accepting his seed in her womb and having children with him, and Shanks isn't feeling generous in that scenario because of her response

So the Yonkou makes the most reasonable decision he can make while in a bad mood, knock her out, and let his entire crew take advantage of her (those who want to, I know my dear Benn is a decent, principled man, who likes mutual consent and will only give his dick to nice girls who deserve it) then chains her up and sells her for a cheap price (because he won't even give her the privilege of being a high-class slave which is why she was gang raped for several weeks) to the human auction house in the Sabaody Archipelago

And you, you never realized what happened, yesterday you talked to her, and today she is gone

[newtthetranswriter]

Hiiiii! Can I please have a match up on the My hero academia and Avatar the last airbender fandoms?

I’m a bi girl with a preference towards guys, but I wouldn’t mind getting both.

My personality is quite complicated if I’m honest and even I don’t really know how to call it. I can be the most cheerful and talkative person on the room or the quietest and grumpiest one. I guess it depends on who I’m around. When I’m around people I like and feel comfortable with, I don’t shut up. And I also don’t shut up when I’m around people I wanna annoy. But anyways! I like to think I’m a good person. I never talk behind people’s back. If something they do annoys me or I think it’s wrong, I call them out in the moment. I hate people who act nice to your face and then say the wildest shit about you when you’re not around.

I really like writing. I don’t really have any other hobbies. I also love arguing with people. Especially boys.

I always fall for cocky assholes who think they’re better than everyone. Maybe I just fall in love with frustrating them and the chasing it gives, who knows?

A/N: Hello thank you for requesting and Welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy this and it's what you hoped for. Anyway enjoy, have a great day and Remember to hydrate or diedrate.

My Hero Academia: Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki loves that you tell it how it is, and don’t take anyone’s bullshit

He’s a hot head so he has definitely been on the receiving end of being told off by you

At first he would get upset when you would tell him off for bullying Deku but after his change of heart he appreciates everything you have said to him about him being a dick

He truly does appreciate that you put him in his place so many times and helped him realize he was being a dick

Though he does get concerned when it comes to fights with the league of villains, he’s worried you’ll pop off at Dabi or Shigaraki and get yourself killed

As for relaxing with you when you’re writing, he’s all for it, it gives him time with you but also lets him study or just enjoy your presence

The rest of Bakusquad did find your relationship odd at first because how can two hot heads be good together and then they saw how you somehow got him to calm down and be respectful, and they love you for it

Denki definitely making jokes about Bakugo being whipped and consequently getting smacked for it by you and mina, plus a glare from Bakugo

In all fairness the bakusquad is just glad to have someone around who doesn’t let Katsuki be an ass

They also love to hang out with you and just chat about random things, it's a very chill and welcoming environment

Avatar The Last Airbender: Sokka

Sokka loves talking with you and making jokes

He also loves that you don’t take anyone’s bullshit

If yall are have an encounter pre ba sing se with zuko, Sokka nearly dies laughing when you tell Zuko he’s an ass with daddy issues and needs to grow up

After the solar eclipse and Zuko joins the gaang, Sokka finds it funny that you don’t hesitate to tell Zuko he was a dick but that you’re glad he came to his senses

Sokka isn’t as much of a fan when you start calling him on his bullshit though, he’s stubborn and thinks he’s right most of the time

Just tell him you won’t talk with him anymore if he keeps being an ass and he’ll start being better

I can see you and Katara teaming up to put him in his place for being a sexist ass at the beginning of the adventure and any other time he slips up

Overall Sokka know that if you’re upset or think someone is being an ass things can get ugly and doesn’t want you upset with him

You being blunt really helped Sokka realize he was dumb and it was a huge motivator for him to get better.

[goldenchunkycat]

I still love him (Do I ?)

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Pairing: Sunghoon x Reader

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Summary: Patterns of disrespect in a relationship.

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Warnings:

- ANGST: Toxic relationship, Sunghoon does not respect reader feelings or privacy, swear word like once. ___ A/N: I do not romanticize toxic relationships. Please, love, be loved, and respect your other significant ♡

"Miss, would you like to order ?"

"Sorry, I did not- Just a few more minutes please..."

"Of course, I'll be back in a few minutes."

She was polite, smiling, kind, and obviously pitying me. I was pitying myself too. I have been sitting here, on this bench, for an hour now. At first, I was just thinking that he was a bit late. Nothing too unusual, I was used to it. But it wasn't pissing me off, since I have been late to some of our dates too. But minutes after, I came the horrid conclusion that he was not going to come. Maybe he forgot, maybe he had a busy schedule. He was an idol, I knew what to expect from him. But...it still hurts.

"Excuse me !"

"Yes Ma'am ? Would you like to order ?"

"Yes. I'll take a hot chocolate with a muffin please. Cheesecake and strawberry, please."

"Okay ! I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Thank you."

At least that random person was kind, otherwise I would be crying in the middle of this cute coffee shop, looking at the picture that Sunghoon posted on his private Instagram account. Yeah. He really was busy.

"I told you a hundred time that I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you."

"You look very sorry when you roll your eyes."

"I'm in idol ! I have a schedule, deadlines, expectations, people are looking up to me, I can't deceive them !"

It hurts. His words are like gunshots, tearing me appart, shattering my heart and crushing the last pieces of it.

"Do,'t you think that I have a life too ? I may not be famous like you, but I'm working too ! I literally lied to my employer to be able to go on this date with you because you said it was your only day off of the month. But you made me wait and make a fool of myself in that coffee shop !"

"Look, I really gotta go, we'll talk about this later, okay ?"

And he hung up on me. Because Sunghoon was like this. He was always late, disregarding of my free time, and never here to discuss things that matters. Well, it matters to me, but what about him ? But it's fine, I'm the one who picked him, I fell in love with him and I still love him.

"What is it ? Tell me !"

"No, it's a surprise."

I giggled at his words, holding his hand close to my heart. I hate whenever I act like this, smiling big, giggling like a lovesick girl. But that's what I was. A lovesick girl. And Sunghoon a good boyfriend who keeps his words. When I woke up this morning, he sent me a text, saying that he was going to take me on a date. So dressed nice, just for him. He just came to pick me up in a jogging and a white shirt. It was fine, as long as he felt comfortable in whatever he was wearing.

"Okay, you can open your eyes."

Oh.

"Oh- Oh ! Sunghoon, thank you so much, it's...very nice."

"What's with the face, don't you like it ?"

He gave me the look. The disappointed one. The one who made me feel like a bad girlfriend who was never happy and very much ungrateful.

"I really like it, babe. But you know that I'm allergic to cats, right..?"

I just wanted him to tell me that he just forgot, that he could take me elsewhere. But he just gave me the other look. The 'duh' one. The one who made me feel like I was dumb, like we weren't on the same page.

"I know. I just really wanted to come here. And since it's my day off I wanted to take you on a date too. Thought that you could do some efforts."

Efforts. There's no 'efforts' that I can make, because if I come in there I'm gonna be sick for a whole week. Don't you realize that it can injure me severely ? If you did not forgot then why did you bring me here ? Don't you care about my health, for my safety ?

Those are the words that I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. I wanted to yell and throw a tantrum, to be the selfish one for once. To look at him like he looked at me. But did not uttered a word. I just smiled and followed him in the coffee. Because Sunghoon was like this, he was selfish and did not gave two buck about my safety if he could enjoy himself. But it's fine, I'm the one who picked him, I fell in love with him and I still love him.

"I'm here."

"Finally."

"Sorry, had to do something on the way here."

Are you ? Didn't you just showed up two hours late ? Didn't you made me eat our dinner alone when you promised that you would come tonight ?

"I'm changing, don't come in the bedroom !"

"I have to take your charger, like, right now."

"Yeah, but you can wait a few minutes."

"No."

Just as I was changing my underwear, he barged into my bedroom, looking at me briefly before walking beside me to take my charger who was on my bed.

"Sunghoon, what the fuck ?"

"Oh, come on it's fine, I'm your boyfriend."

I felt like throwing up and crying while running at marathon. I wanted to kick him out of my apartment to teach him that no, it was not fine, even if he was my boyfriend. But I remained silent, eyes wide ,shocked at his demeanor.

"Get out !"

He plopped on the bed, laughing and winking at me, getting himself comfortable while ignoring my pleas.

"Please, get out of my bedroom, Sunghoon..."

He shrugged and plugged his phone. I hated the fact that I had to took my clothes and go change into my bathroom. I hated that when I looked at my reflection, the only thing that I saw was tears filling up my eyes, rosy cheeks because of the embarrassment and self-consciousness that was coursing through my body. I hated the fact that he was indifferent. Because Sunghoon was like this, disrespectful of my mental and physical privacy. But it's fine, I'm the one who picked him, I fell in love with him and I still love him.

"But it's pretty ! You would look stunning in this dress."

"I said no, Sunghoon, I'm not wearing this dress, I don't like. I'd rather wear something in my closet."

He put the dress down and sighed. He was sulking. At some point in our relationship it was fun and cute. How he would avoid eye contact, sigh when I'm talking at him or just straight up ignoring me. But seems like it wasn't now because...

"I'm sorry, Sunghoon. Look, I can tel you why I don't wanna wear it, huh ? I'm very grateful for the gift though."

Because it was just rude. It was making me sick, anxious, stressed. It was making me question myself. Should I have wear that dress, even if I hated it ? Was I too capricious ? And when I wanted to talk to him about my feelings, like the adults that we were, he was just giving me the silent treatment, disregarding my feelings.

"I'm sorry..."

Why was I sorry ? Because Sunghoon was like this ? Selfish, uncaring, a liar, disrespectful ? But it's fine, I'm the one who picked him, I fell in love with him and I still love him, do I ?

Masterlist | Requests ?

[jaeyunbaeun]

in between (s.j)

pairing: sim jake x afab!reader

warnings: cheating, angst, talks about being insecure, like no fluff at all !

a/n: so this is my first drabble on here and its nothing special really ! i was listening to 6lack and his songs inspired this little jake drabble. i love love love jake and i don't want to insinuate in any way shape or form he’s a bad person ! also, english is notttt my first language at all so if you see any mistakes please ignore them or tell me in a nice way !! :))

                                                          <3

when you were younger, you always imagined how loving and caring your future boyfriend would be. he would knock on your door with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. he would greet your parents, and they would absolutely adore him. he would put your coat on and you would be going out on your cute little date.

of course, that’s not how things went. 16 year old self you looked at the world through rose-tinted glasses. you weren’t naive per se, it’s just that you would rather see the good in things than the bad.

so when you got your heart shattered by your first love, everything changed. how you wished you’d just stayed away from that man, but you weren’t as strong as you thought you were.

so here you were, in a toxic relationship, if you could even call it a relationship, with your still first love.

you knew jake like the back of your hand and so did he. he even knew you better than you do yourself. that’s why you were still tied in this godforsaken situation.

the day you found out he cheated was the same day you realized that not everything in your life would go as you wished. you’d ball your eyes out and skipped college days in a row because you were so miserable.

everyone around you noticed you weren’t your loud, funny self anymore. day in and out, you asked yourself what went wrong?

was jake getting bored of you? didn’t you satisfy him in the ways he wanted to? were you getting ugly? losing weight? gaining weight? was your acne starting to bother him? maybe your style wasn’t up to par with his anymore?

or maybe he just stopped loving you because you always complained about everything to him. did you talk too much? maybe he didn’t like how your voice sounded anymore. either way, there wasn’t a single moment where you weren’t doubting yourself.

saying that you started getting insecure was an understatement because it was even worse than that.

“please y/n, don’t leave me. it was just a dumb, drunken mistake i wasn’t thinking clearly. i would never hurt you on purpose like that please believe me baby please.”

he was hugging your legs and crying so much, a big wet patch started forming on your grey sweatpants. he was still pleading and crying for you not to leave. all you could do was look at the wall and think about what went down.

did he even know what he had done? did he even know that he caused permanent damage? the old you is probably never coming back.

“jake stand up, don’t make the situation even worse than it already is.” you sighed, it had been 2 weeks after you learned he cheated and you came back to his apartment to get some of your stuff. you never lived together but you practically spent every day at his.

“baby please look at me, you can’t leave me i won’t know how to function without you in my life,” he finally stood up and grabbed your face in his rough hands. jake’s face was blotched from all the crying, eyes completely red, nose sniffling and it sounded like he was having a hard time breathing too.

“jake you cheated on me on your birthday, at the party i organized, do you even know how shameless that is? its one thing to not respect me but to be just downright vile is another thing. do you know how dumb i looked in front of all our friends? i was waiting on you with a birthday cake while you were blowing some random’s girl back out in the bathroom stalls next to us,” you let out a bitter chuckle remembering the whole thing again.

jake getting out of the bathroom, clothes and hair totally disheveled, with a girl in the same state giggling under his arms.

it was a surprise party at his favorite club, he always raved about how much he liked the place so you decided to throw a big party just for him. to keep him busy, he and a friend went out to get some drinks at another bar. of course, the night had a different outcome.

“i never meant for it to happen and i hate myself for it baby, i really do but please forgive me. i will never ever do something like that again. i love you, you know i do right? thats all i’ve ever done in my life please y/n, don’t do this to me.” he kept pleading on, wiping away your tears you didn’t even know were falling.

“you’re just saying words jake, you don’t mean them.” you sniffled. looking in his eyes as he nodded frantically, was he trying to convince you or himself?

“i promise, y/n, on my life, i won’t even look at another woman please just don’t go because i will lose my mind. these last two weeks were hell for me and i’m not saying i’m having a harder time than you but please understand that i’ve been fucked up ever since. you’re the best thing to ever happen in my life so please, please give me another chance. you know i can’t live without you baby.”

you dropped your head on his shoulder and let out a big sigh. when did you become such a pushover? why are you believing pretty but meaningless words? this isn’t how you imagined your relationship with your dream boy would be. little did you know that letting jake back in would be the worst decision of your life.

“okay.”

[pesterloglog]

Jade Harley, Dave Strider

Act 5, page 3204

-- gardenGnostic [GG] began pestering turntechGodhead [TG] --

GG: dave!!!!!!

GG: any dave out there please listen!

TG: this is a dave out there whats up

GG: dave i just saw you, and you were dead!

GG: you were in a green suit and covered in blood, oh god it was terrible :(

GG: if that was a future dave you have to make sure that doesnt happen!!!

TG: it wasnt a future dave he was from a while ago

GG: oh

GG: i am confused :o

TG: sorry you had to see that

TG: but dont worry it was just a doomed dave no big deal really

TG: i was swindled into splitting time paths along the way and that guy got the dead end of the stick

TG: ill be fine

GG: ok...

GG: i am still not sure i get that!

GG: but i guess i am relieved?

TG: yes you are go ahead and be relieved

GG: wheeeew! there i just was

TG: nice

GG: how did that poor dave die?

GG: was it jack?

TG: yeah

TG: hes pretty much the guy in charge of random teleportation murders right now

GG: D:

GG: what about your...

GG: um....

GG: oh no i dont even know if you know about this

TG: what

TG: my bro

TG: yeah jack killed him too

GG: ;_;

GG: is it something you would like to talk about

TG: not much to talk about

TG: this is some pretty serious existence threatening shit going down and some people are going to die i guess

TG: even crazy hard dudes like my bro slash weird covert biological ghost dad

GG: ghost dad???

TG: yeah roses too

TG: i thought john filled you in on the ectobiology stuff

GG: oh...

GG: yes he mentioned something about it

GG: i guess i didnt realize its full implications....

GG: but time was short when we talked!

TG: bottom line is were all related slimewise except you and me and him and rose pairways respectively

TG: makes the shipping chart pretty simple here hang on while i dig up that piece of shit karkat made

TG: where the fuck did that thing go

TG: fuck it never mind

TG: just imagine something ugly made by a jackass

GG: ugh i forgot i still have to get back to him

GG: its like a big unpleasant chore hanging over my head D:

TG: i guess

GG: anyway dave im really sorry about your bro/dad

GG: you were pretty close with him right?

TG: meh it was a pretty bizarre relationship by any standard

TG: fightin off wave after wave of face pumicing puppet ass every day

TG: always being on guard for stealth attacks in the middle of the night while getting up to go to the fucking bathroom

GG: heheh

TG: but i guess it all sorta amounted to some vague unspoken semblance of kinship

TG: if thats a thing

TG: like if honor among thieves is something then lets call it camaraderie among ironic rapping roof ninjas

TG: but thanks

GG: sure

TG: i thought about taking his sword

TG: when i was there

TG: but i couldnt

TG: couldnt really bring myself to try to pull it out it was too weird

GG: dave we have to stop him!!!!!

TG: what

GG: jack!

GG: he shouldnt get away with this

TG: you think

GG: yes

GG: why dont you stop jumping around through time like a maniac and stop being like a hundred daves all the time and come to my house so we can make a plan to kill him??

TG: well id like to

TG: but im still trapped in the chronologistics of this fuckin one man ballet

TG: there are loops outstanding and if i step out of line you get to see more bloody daves

TG: im getting pretty sick of it but i think itll be over soon

TG: then ill break out and ride linear the rest of the way i think

TG: once its time to put the end game in motion

TG: til then youre on your own for a while

GG: oh :(

TG: besides we cant beat him

TG: look what he did to bro and davesprite together

TG: im at the top of my echeladder with all the fraymotifs and i stand no chance

TG: johns even better than that even though he doesnt know it at the moment

TG: and he stands no chance either

TG: only thing we can do is hold out until the scratch

GG: what is the scratch?

TG: guess i shouldnt really say

TG: since you sort of lead the way in making that plan

GG: really??

TG: yeah well

TG: suffice to say

TG: if we cant beat him

TG: all we can really do is exile him to a place where he cant teleport back

TG: which hopefully buys us some time

TG: to try to take out his power source in a crazy suicide mission

GG: hmmmm...

GG: so was that like a hint?

GG: about what im supposed to do :D

TG: kinda

GG: well maybe im just being naive...

GG: but a crazy suicide mission does not sound like the ideal solution to me!

GG: are you suuuure we cant beat him?

GG: i dont know if we should rule it out!

TG: well

TG: youre about to do what youre about to do

TG: and im not going to tell you not to

TG: i wont do the bullshit troll thing and tell you what youre going to do and then just dare you not to

TG: while knowing damn well you will anyway

TG: so ill just say

TG: whats next is up to you

TG: and if later you want to talk about it

TG: im here

GG: ok

GG: thanks dave!

[thenovelartist]

Oh we have the same first two routes… INTERESTING… do you still remember your route order? Mine was Shu ➡️ Mozu ➡️ Limbo ➡️ Helvetica ➡️ Crow. I planned to play Shu and Mozu as the first two routes right off the bat, but the remaining routes I picked by random. Helvetica was unexpectedly my favorite route, Shu a close second.

I am with you about that, Shu's route is SO GOOD. IMO it's the most satisfying romance-wise, you could tell Teuta liked him and it was reciprocated. When Shu gave her the coupon, and soon his lighter that he clearly treasured because it was his sensei's? Damn that was really good lol. Don't get me started on the part when Shu talked to her parents, that's the sweetest crap right there.

I also love how Yang didn't turn out to be a bad person! I love it whenever Yang appears. I wish we got more of Yang in Shu's route, haha. Also have I mentioned that Shu's bad end is insanely satisfying?! I was smiling SO WIDE the entire time, it's so good.

I'M SORRY I MADE YOU REMEMBER THE LOCKER KABEDON LOL I wish I can forget it 😂 Writers please. I generally don't mind seeing some kabedon, but Mozu is making me change my mind LOL Sasuke not realizing it was flirting is so cute though hahaha, he sounds like a really cute character from how you're describing him.

Random, but what are your thoughts on Full Circle and Auld Lang Syne?

Shut up. You did not play the routes in that order.

That's freaking hilarious. That is the exact order I played the routes in. I almost went for playing the routes in the recommended order, but I thought I'd get more enjoyment playing the routes that way. Shu was my instant favorite (and still is my favorite of all the boys) so I really wanted to play him first. Then Mozu surprisingly grew on me, so I went with him second. Then I read that Crow should be played last, so it was a toss up of Limbo and Helvetica of who I played after Mozu, and I went with Limbo because I kinda liked him better.

So again, that's just hilarious you played it the same way I did. XD

Shu's route really was super satisfying with the romance. It was built so well. We had so many sweet little moments between them that their relationship felt believable. I love that he quit smoking for her, too. And at the end! Where he was on the phone with her parents! My heart melted. They really wanted to know about each other's family and invest themselves into it. THAT was SO precious!! I know people dismiss it as old fashioned, but I actually LOVE guys talking with the girl's dad, wanting to earn their approval or asking for permission to marry their daughter. I find it very respectful and honoring of both the girl and her family. ( As long as the girl has a good relationship with her dad that is. Would just like to make that clear.) So for Shu to do that just made me swoon. He really wanted to be a part of her family and wanted her to be part of his. I loved it.

And Yang was a good character. Very much a gray character where we were on the rollercoaster of if Yang was good or bad. But ultimately, I liked the reconciliation between family and the reasons behind everyone's actions.

Shu's bad ending! Dang! That was a good bad ending. While I was in horror the whole time, my jaw on the floor, I was actually really impressed with it. I hated it only because it was the bad ending, but the content of it was solid. Very believable, honestly. Losing not one but two people Shu loved so dearly would shatter him.

LOL! I forgive you for reminding me. XD We'll just say you just prepared me for what was to come if I replayed Mozu's route. I do love a good kabedon, but the keyword in there is "good". XD

As for Sasuke, he is one of my top 3 otome boys, honestly. So I bring him up and rant whenever I get a chance LOL.

Lastly, thoughts on Full Circle and Auld Lang Syne. I know a lot of people were disappointed by them, but I remember liking them quite a bit. The Full Circle route felt like a nice way to tie what we learned in all the routes together. But that ended on such a strong note that I found the Auld Lang Syne end... how do I put this? Almost like a nice way to come down from the adrenaline rush that Full Circle gave me. Because it was tragic, but weirdly calm compared to everything else, and that might be because we went down from city wide corruption to "mere" family drama. We got to wrap up what happened with her brother and her friends, and I felt it was a nice way to end the game. I will reiterate that it's been a while since I've played so I don't fully recall my whole impression, (because talking about it now, it almost sounds like it might have been a bit odd or disjointed from the game, but I honestly cannot remember if I felt that way or not. I'd have to replay it to give a better opinion.) but that's what I remember.

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Shot in the night (Blackpink Rosé)

As you grab a subway card from the dispenser, you bump into someone right when you turn around. The sudden collision causes both cards to drop to the ground.

“Oh shit, my bad,” you blurt out impulsively. You hastily reach to pick up your card, but right as you grab one of the cards, another hand meets yours at the opposite end. Both you and the stranger take the card simultaneously until your eyes meet. Turns out it’s a girl that you ran into.

“Is this your card?” she asks.

“No, I’m pretty sure this is yours,” you reply back.

“I don’t think so.”

“I think this is your card, mine is still on the floor.”

“Definitely not. You should take it.”

While you both contend whose card belonged to whom, you can’t help but awkwardly smile at the girl. She had a melodic voice and cute features. She notices your facial reaction and giggles. Neither of you minded the small queue piling up in the ticket dispenser. Seeing this, she grabs the other card left on the floor and hands it over to you. Even as you take it from her, your gaze never departs from hers.

“We should probably leave now,” you say as you peep at the line of slightly irritated travelers ahead of you. The girl flashes a wide grin as you both retrieve your respective cards and head downstairs to catch the next train.

Something about this girl has your stream of thought in a frenzy. She’s caught your heart unknowingly, and you hope you’d break the ice and start small talk with her. Before you’re able to muster up the confidence, she leaves you behind and disappears into the endless crowd of moving bodies. Perhaps that was it. A random, innocent encounter with someone you'd most likely never think about again.

Once the next train arrives, you step onboard and take a seat between a pair of random people. Like that girl, as you move from station to station, people from all walks of life come and go without a second glance. They all have somewhere to go and so do you, even late into the night.

Much like those same people, you mind your own business with your head down and eyes glued to your phone. It’s all routine to you at this point.

Several stops later, a familiar voice catches your attention. “Hey there. It’s you again.”

Look up and behold, the girl you met in front of the ticket dispenser is seated beside you. Her right arm leans into the seat and her eyes have an intent gaze. The same feelings you had are building up in your chest again.

“Hi, I didn’t realize you were traveling in the same station as me.” Each word comes out of your mouth awkwardly.

“You’re so cute.” Her compliment combined with that sweet voice makes your heart flutter. Before you know it, your cheeks are rosy.

“What’s your name?” you ask, still nervous.

“Park Chaeyoung.”

“Nice to meet you, Chaeyoung.” This time, you can feel your voice grow slightly more confident.

A voice from the speaker interrupts your conversation. “Next stop: Station 45. Please take the Blue lane for Stations 51-68.”

“Oh, this is where I swap stations then,” you say while standing up. “I hope we can see each other again sometime.”

As the train reaches its next destination, you line up in front of the doors, ready to leave. Little do you know Chaeyoung is inches behind you. The panels flip open, and a sea of bodies enter the train. After you let them pass, you make your leave. Take a flight of stairs up, then walk past several terminals until you reach the Blue lane. She’s quietly following along without drawing your attention.

The next train arrives at the station shortly after. A few more stations and you’ll be home. With tired thoughts, you enter and take a seat. Chaeyoung takes the one beside you again.

“Same station, huh?” you ask as she sits on your left.

“Yep.”

Once the train starts rolling, she starts to speak. “So tell me, what’s your job? What do you do?”

As much as you want to entertain her, you’re exhausted. “It’s very boring stuff. You’d melt in your chair of boredom if I I told you that.”

“C’mon, don’t be shy. It’s okay, I’m more than willing to listen,” she answers in a singsong tone.

Sigh. She’s quite persistent. Maybe if you reply with something average, she’ll leave you alone.

“It’s just office work. And I mean, a typical nine-to-five. What else did you expect?”

“I see. And what exactly do you do?”

Roll your eyes. She’s becoming a little too intrusive. But you can’t really be frustrated at her, especially with how nice she asked, and with those cute eyes, beaming with anticipation every time you open your mouth.

“Lots of paperwork. I go around the place meeting men in suits and sign a bunch of shit that I can barely understand. Is that good enough of a job description?”

Chaeyoung laughs. “You’re a little hilarious. Yeah, that’s quite a job description, all right.” Awkward silence fills the space between you for a little, but then: “What a dull job you have.”

“Hey, I did say what else did you expect!” Your angry reaction gets another laugh from Chaeyoung.

“Oh man. You really are adorable, aren’t you?” She leans back into her seat with her right leg raised on her opposite leg. “I really like you.”

As soon as she says that, your cheeks blush brighter than the sun. Maybe, just maybe, you really like her too. It’s not often that someone, especially a woman like her, comes in to spice up your dull, everyday life.

Now it’s your turn to ask. “Mind if I ask what you do as well? It’s only fair for me to ask.”

She meets your question with a head shake. “Nope.”

“What do you mean no? I told you my job, it’s only right I know yours!”

“Won’t tell ya.” Chaeyoung gives you a taunting, mocking smirk with crossed arms. She’s frustrating as she is charming to talk to.

“Are you fucking serious? You’re really getting on my nerves.”

“Been called way worse than that.”

Sigh again. Chaeyoung’s pushing your patience to its absolute limits. You’re certain she’s trying to bait you into doing something you’ll end up regretting. From that point, you shut your mouth and turn away from her. Lovely as she looks, her personality’s a different entity altogether.

As the train stops and goes along, you can’t help but give occasional glances at her. She’s too quirky for you to refuse to play along. And she knows it too, by the way she lightly smirks whenever you  look at her. Those confident features are imprinted on your mind.

Two stations left. In the middle of the quietness, she finally speaks up. “I sing. There.”

The answer you’ve sought for isn’t really enough. Turn and look at her again. “You sing?” She nods.

“Where? Like a bar singer, or a busker? You look too beautiful to be singing in the streets.”

“Yeah, well, I really can’t tell you that. Sorry.”

At first, you were annoyed that she refused to answer again. But the somber tone in her voice tells you that it’s a deeply personal secret. You’re uncertain whether to pry into her or leave it at that.

“I hope you don’t mind if I ask, but what exactly do you mean you sing?”

She sits upright in her seat then pushes you closer to her ear. “Don’t ever tell anyone, but I am quite popular in places.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Chaeyoung whispers in your ear as quietly as possible. “You know what an idol is, right?” Shake your head.

“You really don’t know what an idol is?” She tries to confirm if you really don’t know. You really had no knowledge, so you shake your head again.

“Sorry, I only know American Idol, but that’s pretty much it. Did you join that show?” You mumble in her neck.

“Oh, not that idol. I mean like, I sing and dance and perform for large crowds and they look up to me as a good figure. That idol.”

You weren’t sure how to reply to that. Before you can think of an appropriate response, a voice announces over the speakers. “Next stop: Station 68. This is the last station in the Blue lane. Thank you for riding with us!”

Remembering that this is where you leave, you draw away from her and stand up. “It’s been fun, but this is where I live. Hope to see you around, Chaeyoung.”

Chaeyoung could only raise her hand slightly and wave in response. Even as the train approaches its final stop, you look back at her and she remains glued to her seat, as if refusing to leave. You spot that her mostly joyous look has turned to a moderate frown. Regardless, you have somewhere to be, and get off.

As you approach the subway exit, you hear footsteps growing louder by the second.

“Wait!”

Stop in your tracks and turn around. Chaeyoung somehow caught up to you and once she’s reached you, rests her hands on her knees. She gasps for air as she takes a minute to recover from that pursuit.

“I never realized, but this was your ticket actually. I’m sorry.” She slips a red card from her coat pocket and extends it out to you.

“Then you’re saying that I—”

“Yeah.” She continues to huff and puff for oxygen while she still has her arm stretched out. “I actually took yours by accident. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s fine,” is your reply while you take your actual card and replace it with the card in your pocket. “Is that everything you wanted to tell me?”

“Yeah, have a good night.” Chaeyoung happily waves goodbye and takes her card into her coat.

“Goodnight then.” With that, you turn away and head home.

Right as you walk a few steps, you feel something take your hand. Look back and it’s Chaeyoung again, her hand intertwined with yours.

“What now?” you ask.

Her eyes sparkle as they meet with yours. “Can you take me back to your place?”

—————

“This place isn’t bad at all,” she says as she looks around your apartment. “Guess that boring job of yours has some benefits.”

“Sorry if it looks like a mess, I haven’t had time to clean up around here.” You open up the lights to your bedroom. Take your suit and coat off, leaving only a white undershirt. After you open the television, you dive into your couch and reopen a partially consumed pack of chips. “But yeah, if you need anything, let me know.”

“I hope you don’t mind that I use your bathroom.”

“Go ahead.”

Half an hour passed and you’re getting too invested in the basketball game. Since then, you’ve grabbed a can of beer and opened another pack of chips. You intently watch while you down on your second round of junk food. Right as a foul is called, your new acquaintance and guest emerges from the bathroom.

“Look over here.”

Your attention is diverted away from the screen and unknowingly your jaw drops in shock. Chaeyoung stands in front of the door with her leg crossed, only in a white shirt and most of her pale skin exposed except for the shorts that were concealed under her massive coat the whole time.

“Holy fucking shit,” impulsively comes out of your mouth. You weren’t sure if it’s the alcohol you drank kicking in or that your heart skipped a beat when you saw how hot she was. Is this another one of her tricks to play you again?

She struts from the door to the screen, all while your gaze never leaves her legs.

“Okay, that’s great, but, uh, there’s a game on right now. Mind if you move out of the way, please?” You try to feign ignorance, but she doesn’t take you seriously. Chaeyoung leans back against the television, making sure the only thing your eyes are focused on are her and nothing else.

It’s clear she wants to bait you into an action you’ll wind up regretting. Who cares, right?

“You’ll have to make me.”

That’s more than enough to get you off that couch. Approach her and size her up as she coyly avoids eye contact with you. Beneath that sweet face are passionate, lewd intentions. Her fingers sneak around and clasp the hem of your undershirt, playfully tugging at the fabric ever so slightly. Your stare remains fixated on her features while she tiptoes around you, away from the screen and towards the bed. One little step at a time she lures you until you’re both on the edge; she’s just begging you to push her onto it. No words, just follow what she wants.

Her slender figure crashes onto the mattress with a slight bounce. Right as you’re about to join her, her feet get in the way and stop you in your tracks.

“Ah ah.” Chaeyoung kicks her feet up, implying what you should do.

This is where you should lose it and quit, but you don’t. You’re not really yourself right now, and you know this. So does she.

Grab her feet and peck her toes. Left to right you shower her delicate thumbs with soft yet wet kisses. She’s tickled by your lips and throws her head back with peppy giggles. Despite the sensitiveness of her soles, she manages to grab the remote beside her and changes the channel. What a coincidence that her face is also on the screen. A music video starring her. You’re too engrossed in entertaining her to look back.

“Is this enough?” You ask with a slight gruff. She barely tilts her head up to face you. Another chuckle escapes her breath when you peck her feet again.

“N-not yet. You’re so good—a-ah!”

Chaeyoung yelps as you hear her unsatisfied with your work. The kisses come at a quicker and sloppier pace this time. She releases the remote from her grip as she begins to quiver and buckle under your passion. Your hands trace their way up her thighs, cupping her soft, thick flesh. Throughout all this, your disgust and annoyance is slowly replaced with thirst and hunger for her slim, sexy body.

Her fingers claw at your sheets, desperate to keep herself in control, but it’s becoming overwhelming to endure. She can’t help but groan and moan, a more than welcome sound that pleases your ears. Kiss up to her thighs and fill both of her legs with your spit. Your hands clasp at her shorts, but you struggle to pull them off her.

An unwelcome ringing noise interrupts the action. A beam of light flashes briefly in her shorts’ left pocket. Her phone. Chaeyoung sits up then whips it out while she makes a gesture at you. “Did I tell you to stop? I never said stop!”

With that, you continue to kiss her as she immediately falls back into the bed. While she answers her phone, you wrestle with the buttons and zipper of her bottoms.

“Hello?” she speaks into the phone with a singsong tone. She tries not to budge as you continue to pour kisses on her silky legs, but she can’t help but tremble and shake frantically. “I’m sorry I’m not there tonight, I was getting bored and—aaah!”

After a little effort, you tug her shorts down. Her underwear shortly follows. Chaeyoung does her best not to acknowledge you but you’re becoming more of a distraction with each passing moment. You couldn’t care any less about the person on the other side.

“Tomorrow? We can’t leave yet—aaaah!”

She suddenly yelps with a high-pitched inflection as your tongue darts around her sensitive nub. Poke and nudge at her clit repeatedly in random directions. Even as her body buckles under the overflow of pleasure, she manages to keep her phone in her hand steady. Ignore that the caller’s asking what’s happened to her—they’re but a mild inconvenience.

“Wh-where am I? I’ll be on my way back to the hotel—oh god!” Chaeyoung continues to yell into the phone. Not an ideal cover up. Her tight frame quivers as you lick and swirl her nub while your hands palm and squeeze her thighs. She releases her phone from her grip and can’t hold herself back any longer. Neither of you notice that the call ended. It’s all good since you can have her all to yourself again.

She spasms and reaches her climax. Her eyes go completely shut. Waves of slick and wet juices gush out and you lap it all up. Every last drop.

As she gasps for air, you take the opportunity to lift her white shirt off and toss it aside. Afterward, you reach towards the back of her black bra and unclasp it. Your own clothes come off too; first is your undershirt, then the belt, and finally your slacks and boxers. Still recovering from her orgasm, you grab her by the waist and lift her back into the bathroom.

Put her down in front of the mirror. Her legs wobble as she needs to grip on the sink to keep herself stable. Kiss the back of her neck softly.

“God you’re so fucking beautiful. Tell me, who was that on the phone with you?” you whisper huskily in her ear. Kiss her nape again.

“It’s…it’s…” Chaeyoung’s overwhelmed by pleasure to say another word. Even her stutter sounds so attractive.

You line your stiff shaft between her thighs. Her mouth gradually makes an ‘O’ shape as your full length makes itself at home with her legs. Your hand intertwines with hers once more as you give her another kiss on her neck.

Slowly you thrust between her thighs at a snail’s pace. Both of you let out quiet groans as your cock drives between her creamy legs. You wrap Chaeyoung in a huge embrace. A tranquil moment after the intense session. Between moans you gnaw at her collarbone and shoulder while her whines become melodic hums and whimpers. The sight of Chaeyoung’s happiness in the mirror arouses you even more.

“Was that a manager? Mm, fuck, your skin feels so delicious.” You mumble into her neck, sending chills down her spine.

“Yes…fuck, I need that in me so damn bad.”

Your ears twitch when they hear Chaeyoung beg for your cock in her. After all that teasing, she’s now a vulnerable, needy mess. You won’t give it to her that easily.

With a husky tone, you answer, “Not until I get what I want.”

As you finish speaking into her ear, you steadily increase your tempo between her thighs. Your eyes also slam shut as you tighten your hold of her slim body. You had no intention to let her go. Chaeyoung doesn’t seem to mind either. She sinks deeper into your embrace as you pump yourself into the high you wanted.

It doesn’t take long before you hit that climax too. Even though it felt like eternity, you end up orgasming within minutes. With a deep groan you fill her creamy legs with a blast of your seed. Your hands clasp even harder on her soft flesh as the aftermath of your peak causes you to shiver and vibrate uncontrollably. You temporarily rest your head on her shoulder after the orgasm.

“Please. I need that inside me, please.” Her tender voice urges you to power on. As exhausted as you were, there was still one more place left to fill.

You lead her hand down your shaft to stroke it back to hardness. Once it’s done, you pin it on the sink again. From behind, you slowly impale yourself into her to the hilt, eliciting another long, collective groan.

Absent-mindedly you pump her to the brim, stretching her velvety walls thin. Between the orgasm and the fact that you’ve had a long day, you had no consideration for her comfort. Only fuck her. That’s your only thought.

“Fuck, fuck, that’s so deep. Yes.”

Chaeyoung has seemingly gone quiet and subdued. No longer was she the teasing or high-spirited woman you’ve met on that train, but a completely different person. A wanton, loose mess. Her moans wavered, but your thrusts strengthened and intensified. Your hand pulls on one of the blonde braids of hair that elicits a brief yelp from her mouth.

You can feel yourself on the verge of staggering, but it’s just the dizziness of alcohol and fatigue. Thankfully, it doesn’t take long for you to finish a second time.

Another powerful wave of cum fills her up, this time in her womb. You spasm and cling to her for dear life, as if letting go were the end of you. The aftershocks leave you completely drained. As you ride down your climax, the room goes nearly silent. Deep breaths occupy the space left by your groans.

“Thank you.” Chaeyoung can barely get her words out, almost like they’re air. From that point, everything goes completely black.

—————

When you regain consciousness, you’re laying in bed. The sun is peeking through the windows of the apartment and the television is still on. Chaeyoung is nowhere to be found, as you expected. Rub your head from a seemingly sore migraine. Put on a bathrobe then look around the place, but she’s completely gone. Not a single trace of her. And maybe that’s just that. A small presence in your life that will be lost in your memories.

Afterward, your monotonous cycle goes on. She was an anomaly that temporarily spiced up your life. At least that’s what you thought.

Months later, on a familiar night ride home, you bump into a figure at a ticket dispenser.

“Sorry, my bad—” you reach for your dropped card but your hand is greeted by another on the opposite end. As you look up, your eyes sparkle for the first time in a while.

Her.

(A/N: Happy new year! I've had lurking thoughts of these deleted pics for quite some time now, and this ended up a lot less intimate than I thought. Hoped you liked them, anyway! With that said, something interesting is happening very soon, so be on the lookout!)

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: sangwoo x reader

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: you needed a place to stay. sangwoo just happened to have an empty spot on his bed.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: age gap, sangwoo being arrogant and mean, mentions of saliva, degradation, dirty talk, hair pulling.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: around 2.7k

𝐀/𝐍: i hate it when my fingers are wet and the phone screen does weird stuff.

the suffix -ssi is used to show respect towards a person, although it's known that it is used between people from similar status or age, it is the most general suffix and the one that fit better in this story

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It was already close to midnight and the streets were freezing by that time. The cold air persisted, always seeming to find holes in your sweater just to make you shiver. Your numb fingers rapidly tapped the keyboard of your phone, every letter carried with sentiments of anger and betrayal. All of your so-called friends have turned their backs to you, just like your family. The last one of them, Yoori, hung up on you.

All alone now and having nowhere else to go, you cried out in frustration, the warm tears leaving a burning trail and contrasting with the temperature of your skin. The worst things seemed to happen to you and all of your options were good for nothing.

A solitary tear managed to wet the screen of your phone and you swiped your thumb to clean it. The sensitivity of the touchscreen managed to capture your movements and dialed a random number.

No, no, no, no, no.

The droplet wouldn't let you hang up and whoever you called soon picked up.

"Yeoboseyo."

You quickly put the phone on your ear, realizing it was too late to end the call. "A-ah, Sangwoo-ssi. I'm sorry."

His voice seemed a little bit tired, has he been working until now? He seemed to notice the tension in your voice as well.

"_______? What's wrong?"

You two grew up in the same neighborhood, both families being rather close, except your parents weren't as nice as his mother. He probably knew about your parents' tempers, he was the Sangwoo who attended SNU after all.

"Ah… My parents kicked me out… Again," you murmured on the phone speaker. "I am here, downtown, and I have nowhere else to go."

He sighed. You prepared yourself for another rejection, but it never came.

"I'll text you the address. Do you have money for the subway?"

You answered positively, the tears ceasing to fall at the expectation of having somewhere to sleep.

"Then hurry up. The stations are closing soon."

The short call was not enough for you to thank him a million times, you'd have to do it in person. Readjusting the backpack filled with clothes on your shoulders, you rushed to the station. A sudden feeling of luck washed over you as the last train hadn't arrived yet and you managed to get it just in time.

It took less than fifteen minutes for you to arrive in front of Sangwoo's building. You tapped the elevator button to the exact floor he texted you earlier. As soon as you stepped out of the elevator, you searched the floor for his apartment and it was not that hard to find anyway.

Sangwoo seemed to be expecting you because it took him seconds to open the door after you knocked on it.

"Please, come in."

The apartment seemed to be more expensive than all of the houses in Ssangmun-dong together. It had a modern design, with a couple abstract paintings hanging on the wall that matched the overall color palette of the furniture. Mother would've yelled at you for looking around someone else's place but you couldn't help it at all. The man was living in different conditions as you and he was offering his place to stay for the night. It was a one time experience that you had to enjoy it to its fullest.

"Sangwoo-ssi, I couldn't be more grateful. Thank you so much for letting me stay here tonight," you said, bowing down. The man, on the other hand, seemed to be uncomfortable with the gesture.

"Please, don't do that. Sangwoo is just fine."

Returning to your usual posture, you looked around the apartment. It made you feel so small before the luxury you couldn't afford. The backpack remained on your shoulders, you couldn't dare to stain the perfection of the sight with it.

Sangwoo took control of the situation when he sensed your discomfort — were you that easy to read? — and guided you to the bedroom you'd be using that night.

To your surprise, the apartment had one bedroom only. Most of the space was used for the living room. Heat reached your cheeks, you were thinking of the most shameful possibility ever.

"S-Sangwoo… Are we…" Your eyes darted from the bed to his presence.

"Oh, no. I'm sleeping on the couch tonight." His answer was put simply and your concerned gaze said it all, but he made sure to interrupt you before you could say anything and prolong the conversation even more. "Don't worry, I've slept there before. You keep the bed, it's a lot more comfortable."

Nodding, you placed the backpack on the floor just beside the bed. The apartment was warmer than outside, taking off your sweater seemed to make sense now. The soft fabric of your shirt allowed the curves of your chest to be more evident and the sudden difference of temperature caused you to chill.

Sangwoo was quiet as he watched you. His gaze followed the curves in your body and stopped just as he spotted the hardened nipples underneath your shirt. He clenched his jaw at the realization that you were not wearing a bra and that fact annoyed him to death.

"Sangwoo, is it okay for me to--" You stopped right on track, just as you turned your head to look at him. His expression seemed to have changed in seconds, the gentle and kind host was gone. "I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?"

Undressing in front of an older man, Sangwoo thought you knew better than that. He fought so hard to leave his roots from Ssangmun-dong but you seemed too attached to it, not thinking of the consequences of your actions just like everyone else. Besides, you were still a kid by the time he was in college, right? He was at least twelve years older than you. Maybe it was about time he put some sense into that brainless head of yours.

"I thought you knew better than to take off your clothes in front of men, _______," his figure towered over you, leaving you caged between his body and the dark wooden drawers from his room. There was a slight tone of irritation masked in his voice but his posture seemed invested in you.

His behavior should've scared you, made you run away, but the anxiety built up in your gut, that incited your fight or flight response, suddenly disappeared when he leaned in to touch you.

You quivered when his fingers brushed against your nipple, the motion causing it to harden again. Sangwoo continued to flick the hardened bud and roll them between his fingers to the point of burning, your whining seemingly pleasing him. Both of your breaths paced up, trembling, as the man was getting just as excited as you.

Sangwoo let his forehead rest against yours, his mouth agape as he mimicked the sighs leaving your lips. He swallowed, throat dry from breathing in and out through his mouth, but the saliva was stubborn as it still pooled under his tongue, signaling his lust for you — he was hungry and aching for more.

His demeanor took a more aggressive path, his lips were ruthless against yours, his tongue was coated in saliva that he made sure you had plenty of it during the kiss. It carried the taste of his lust, leaving you just as euphoric.

He pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you both. "You were just a little girl when I left for college, you dirty slut."

Now Sangwoo was being mean. In other situations, you would've called him out. When he was about to fuck you, however, it was a whole different story. You let out shaky moans during the kiss, legs threatening to give out the harder he pressed his bulge against your clothed clit.

His lips found a way to your neck, leaving shameful bruises that were far from shameful at that moment. It did feel like he was looking for a certain spot though — and you only realized that when his teeth sunk into your skin, causing you to suck in a sharp breath and curses to be recited out loud in pleasure.

"D-damn, Sangwoo…"

Sangwoo smirked, proud of his own accomplishment. The moans left your lips in rhythm as the most delicious melody, and Sangwoo played you like an instrument, like a true maestro, conducting you as he pleased.

Your mind was spinning and your body, incandescent. Sangwoo took his time savoring every inch of your skin. He undressed you, allowing his fingertips to leave feather-like touches. There was an aching feeling between your thighs that only increased when his hot mouth wrapped around your hardened peaks. His tongue was doing an incredible job so far and you couldn't help but imagine how it would feel between your legs.

Two fingers glided along your slit before Sangwoo pushed them in slowly. It was hot down there and you were absolutely dripping for him even if he did so little to you. He tutted.

"You're begging me to fuck you." His tone was diminishing and arousing at the same time. "Who would've guessed that little girl would turn into a fucking slut."

You let out a whimper when his hand tugged your hair harshly from the base of your neck. It hurt so bad, but it felt good. You had never thought of yourself as a masochist but Sangwoo kept proving you wrong that night. His fingers picked up the pace, abusing the rough spot inside you that had you dripping around him. The muscle in your legs tensed as they threatened to give in, but Sangwoo had his body firmly pressed against yours and prevented you from falling.

Your breath hitched from the knot in your abdomen and his tongue found the soft spot in your neck once again. He sunk his teeth into it, causing you to squirm and strangled noises to leave your lips as the tension in your entire body snapped. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came undone, walls convulsing around his fingers and yet his ruthless pace did not stop. Sangwoo seemed to have the intention of dragging out your orgasm to the limit so he did it.

You were limp and worn out by the time his movements ceased, your core too sensitive and still throbbing. Sangwoo carefully put you down on his bed, the sheets feeling incredibly smooth on your skin. It was about time he undressed himself, you thought. Under all that clothes, Sangwoo was fit. You could see the muscles in his arms and abdomen and couldn't help but think of running your fingers along them. A certain thought of riding the man crossed your mind and the look on your face said it all.

"Enjoying the view?" he teased.

"...wanna ride you, Sangwoo," you said with a slightly slurred speech due to your high.

He let out a mocking sigh as he lay on top of you and his voice, however, contained a certain softness, "don't be stupid, you are completely wasted."

His hands moved your legs apart, eyes wandering to your sex and devouring the sight of it. He licked his lips in anticipation, but spoke up instead.

"I should've eaten you out. Look how wet you are," Sangwoo brushed his fingers against your clit, collecting some of your wetness and bringing it to his lips. "I'm afraid if I do that now, I won't be able to stop. We don't want you to be overstimulated, do we?"

Too numb to respond, you hardly shook your head, your brain not making much sense of his words. At that point, it didn't matter if he ate you out or not, you merely became an instrument in his hands, played with as he pleased. The thought evoked more goosebumps, knowing that Sangwoo probably wouldn't be satisfied until he makes you come multiple times on his tongue. Besides that, he made you feel wanted, a pleasant feeling that you never got to experience so often. Needless to say, you were more than ready to give him anything he wished for.

Sangwoo was quick to get in between your legs, the tip of his cock lined up at your entrance. He was easy on you when sinking down onto your cunt. His breathy moans were the most heavenly but sinful sound, just like his face bore some resemblance of an angelic being with hints of corruption.

At that moment, you were still sensitive from the previous orgasm, lips swollen from the blood rushing south. The more Sangwoo sank down onto you, the more you had a hard time adjusting to him. You could feel his cock burning inside you, the girth pressing the puffy walls, eager to thrust into you all at once.

"Fuck, you're sucking me in…"

He rolled his hips before caving in and giving a slow thrust. Your hands were sprawled on his back in an attempt to pull him closer, his skin feeling like ember under your touches.

Soon, he picked up the pace. For every sound of his hips smacking your ass, moans slipped from your throat. Sangwoo was kneeling on the bed with his back straight. You could see the way his brows were furrowed and the moment you clenched around his cock too hard that he threw his head back, muttering a low fuck in the process.

Firm hands grasped the softness of your hips, inciting you to move with him as he jerked his hips violently in the opposite direction, his cock ending up buried deep into your cunt.

He looked majestic in a way you never expected. You felt his muscles tensing under your fingertips and you were devouring the sight of Sangwoo thrusting harshly and frantically into you.

The tension began to build up inside you. You were on the verge of another orgasm and you could feel Sangwoo was close too. Sweat dripped down from his forehead, his dark hair ended up sticking to his skin and he still looked beautiful.

"Come on, baby, come for me," he said, out of breath, as his fingers twisted one of your nipples.

You felt his other hand open your legs to the limit just so he could plunge deeper into your pussy. Your eyelids felt heavier and your breath hitched as Sangwoo brought you closer to your limit. The tension in your womb snapped and all of your muscles convulsed. In contrast to your body, your mind felt lighter and went blank for long seconds.

Sangwoo felt your walls constrict around him and his own tension snapped. Moans escaped his lips, one after another, while his cock twitched inside you as it spilled its seed.

You came back from your high, feeling the weight of Sangwoo's body on top of yours. He was breathing heavily but it didn't stop him from peppering kisses on every dark spot of your neck, the ones he did himself. Your hand rested on his face and Sangwoo held a caring gaze towards you.

He captured your lips in a slow kiss, trying his best to savor the moment. Your fingers entwined in his hair, gently caressing it. You were not sure if the lovey-dovey moment you shared was due to the post-sex emotions and things like that, but you were enjoying the softness of it anyway.

Then, a sudden childhood memory popped up in your mind. You remembered having a crush on Sangwoo just before he left for college, motivated by everyone speaking so highly of him and that caused you to admire him from afar. You'd never thought you would end up together, in his bed.

Sangwoo shared a smile at you, one of those smiles that sums up the nice feeling of I can't believe this is happening. Although the man didn't share much, you just knew that his eyes were adoring the sight of you in his bed, your hair disheveled and still looking pretty.

The man let his weight fall onto the bed, right beside you, and wrapped his arms around your shoulders. You listened to his heartbeat while your head rested on top of his chest, noticing how it slowed down until both your heartbeats fell into synchrony.

Sangwoo was the one to break the silence, "come live with me, ________. You deserve to stay away from the ones you call family."

And by the time the city seemed to sleep, you realized, right next to Sangwoo while his hand caressing your skin, that water is indeed thicker than blood.

[arcadejohn127-9]

How would the demon boys react to some random demon saying that they "went soft" while they were with MC? love your page btw x

Oh ho ho I see! This is going to be fun! And thank you, I love seeing everyone's support!

Lucifer:

Him? Soft? Impossible

The audacity that lesser demon had was almost respectable

But he wasn't going to let it slide

"Perhaps I've been too kind to beings like you, if you truly believe I've grown soft you won't mind me practising my new equipment on you-"

"Luci? What cha doing? I've been looking for you."

As soon as he saw you he didn't even realize the love sick expression on his face

The lesser demon snickered

He realized he didn't keep his mask up

They believed they were going to go free due to his embarassment

But they only made him grip the demons face tighter, his sharp nails digging into their flesh

"not right now, I'm currently putting a demon in their place-"

"oh okay! Don't take too long, you promised you'd help me go shopping, there was a really cute outfit and I don't want to miss it."

"yes, of course, now run along."

You kissed his cheek, thanking him for taking you out

He happily sighed

Quickly placing a kiss on your lips before you left

His head snapped back to the demon with a blood thirsty smirk

"where were we?"

Mammon:

Him?! Soft?! He's got a reputation to uphold!

Like his rep isn't already destroyed by being a bunch of witches servant

Whilst he is feared for his status as a demon, in general his rep is more 'famous guy who Everyone respects but will laugh at him at any given chance'

But Don't tell mammon that

So when a leaser demon says he's gone soft due to you he's insulted

He grabs the lesser demon by the collar, yanking them towards him, pulling down his shades just enough to show off his furious glare

"You're real bold for speaking up against me like that, I'm the avatar of greed! I can destroy your well being with just a slight influence-"

You came marching towards him, brows knitted

"Mammon!!!! Stop picking fights, you promised we'd go to cafe today, I even made sure we'd get matching couples items."

You shoved your phone in his face, showing off the link he sent you

He wanted to go to the cafe due to the couple's coupon and the fact you were allowed matching gifts you can buy

"You Damn human-! Can't you see I'm in the middle of something?! The great mammon needs to defend his rep!"

"you're wasting your time, the cafe is going to get packed if we don't go now."

He didn't budge, trying to counter you but you just raised a brow

You let have a few moments before Rollin your eyes

"I'm going without you."

"BABY NO!!! DON'T LEAVE ME-! I'M COMING I SWEAR!"

He immediately hugged you and was pouting, complaining you embarassed him

But he quickly forgave you when you kissed the corner of his mouth, reminding him he couldn't jump into trouble or else his grades will be effected

Lucifers orders of course

Levithan:

"I will summon Loton on you for even perceiving me!"

It was a bold move on the lesser demons part

And today the ocean demon didn't feel like being talked to by anyone so hearing this made it even worse

He raised his hand in the air, magic glowing at his finger tips

The lesser demon gulped, regretting thinking Levi would be easy to mess with

"Levi, don't summon Loton, we'll get in trouble."

He didn't even realize you were there nor did he notice you arrive

He pouted, lowering his arm and started quickly moving his arms as he spoke

"But they're saying I've grown soft! That's insulting to demons! Especially high ranking ones! It's basically saying I'm a loser!"

"As a high ranking demon, just ignore them~ you're just fine~!"

You didn't want to deal with getting levi out of trouble because he flooded one part of R.A.D so you went to save the confident lesser demon

You grabbed his shoulders, nuzzling your cheek on his

He wanted to push you away due to embarassment and the fact it was in public

But he couldn't help but do the same, squishing his face next to yours with a massive blush on his face

"You're not helping-"

"You're great, let's go back home and finish the game we were playing."

The lesser demon was spared.....for now

Satan:

Does he look like the type to go soft?

Sure he was normally a pleasant guy to be around but soft???!

Despite his charming smile and gentle peaceful presence, he was known for being the most aggressive out of his brother's

So some lesser demon saying he's soft? He wanted to just scoff and ignore it but it chewed at him

"Soft...? Hm, you won't be saying anything when I'm done with you, you'll be too busy crying and gurgling on your own-"

"There you are! I wanted to give the book you let me borrow back- am I interrupting?"

You looked between the cowering demon in Satan's grasp

His horns flickering in out and out, his expression immediately going soft when he looked at you

"yes but what did you think of the book? I thought the characterization of the main lead was the selling point of the whole thing."

"oh definitely but chapter 104 had the best arc."

Satan opened his mouth, removing one his hands off the other demons throat to point at the book but his finger curled

Deciding to not argue with you

"I'll have to debate you on that one - excuse me I need to finish it here before I can debate you on arcs, I won't be long."

You nodded, kissing Satan's cheek and gave the lesser demon a sympathetic look

The lesser demon couldn't enjoy their freedom for long as Satan turned back to them, snarling

Let's just hope he decides it isn't worth his time for that demons sake

Asmodeus:

"me? Soft? Honey, I'm never soft~ I'm always hard~!"

The lesser demon cringed

Asmo crossed his arms, deflating slightly as his joke didn't land

Sure he was offended Someone would call him soft

But it's not like really based his reputation as being some intimidating thing, he wanted to be loved and admired!

But being soft can get you disrespected

So something has to be done and asmo is known definitely by his brothers for getting physical when needed

"Don't look so disgusted, you do understand who you're talking to, right? The avatar of lust - I'm able to bring out all your desires, I know you like things rough so let me show just how violent i can get-"

"hey, are you done threatening-flirting? Whatever you're doing, I need help with some design choices."

You definitely didn't know what you walked in but the lustful demon was your best bet to go to

He was currently caging a lesser demon to a wall and harshly gripping their chin

You just wanted a second opinion on your clothing designs!

"I'll be right there! Can you hold on for a moment please?"

You nodded, sensing the angry aura coming off him

"sure, I got wipes in my bag incase you need them."

"you're wonderful, I love you~!"

He sent you a few air kisses as he smiled at you, you shook your head at his affection

You were thankful you didn't look back because as soon as you walked away you heard a scream

And you were pretty sure it wasn't a good one

Beezlebub:

The lesser demon sure had balls to approach this walking mountain

Was no one intimidated by jocks anymore?

They snarled and teased that he was going soft, expecting a reaction

But Beel just glared at them, his resting bitch face coming in handy

"don't talk to me."

It wasn't long before you found him, he was walking through the halls heading to the main door

"heyy Beel-y, What's up?"

"a demon said I've grown soft....have I?"

You blinked a few times, not expecting the question

You definitely didn't expect the Insecure look on his face

The closer you got to him he was definitely a softie, he was always gentle with you and is super kind

To you, he hasn't changed at all

"I think you have from what I've heard but I don't think that's a bad thing, you can still hold your ground and it just means you're letting yourself not be on guard."

"that makes me feel better, you always know what to say - I'm hungry, let's go eat."

You linked your arms with him, both of you smiling

"sure! I heard there's a nice dessert place opening up!"

Belphegor:

"I think you're talking to the wrong demon, I haven't grown soft."

Again, lesser demons are getting too gutsy towards these demon brother's

Belphegor has never woken up and not chose violence

Sure he was a big cuddle bug and sleeping most of the time

But he could be absolutely ruthless -In words and actions!

"Belphie, I'm heading to the study room, wanna join?"

You didn't really care he was about to go toe to toe with another demon

Knowing he was going to win anyway but you did want to give him a chance to get away

He was on thin ice and could be put on house arrest if he kept acting up and pranking people

"I'm in the middle of threatening Someone right now."

"Alright, don't go too crazy or else you'll get in trouble but I'll be waiting, I bought a pillow for you to sleep on~"

You tugged the pillow out of your bag, wiggling abit as you showed it off

You were already walking away before the sleepy demon could say anything else

He glared at the lesser demon

"I'll prove them wrong another time, too much energy wasted if I did it now."

He immediately went jogging after you, looping an arm around your waist and nuzzled his cheek on your shoulder

[infernalrevenge]

Hello, hello! I was wondering if I could possibly request your take on Reader and each of the Dimitrescu Daughters with how they show affection? Nuzzles, kisses, hugs/snuggles, terms of endearment, gifts, nsfw, etc. One big fluff-ball. Just bury me in the warm fuzzy. Thank you!

This is excellent timing, anon friendo because I had been thinking of making a Love Languages Headcanon List for some time now, so this is a great way to start on that! I hope this satisfies your mushy fluffy warm fuzzball desires (that I kept relatively PG) :P

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Bela Dimitrescu

Bela felt that she had a reputation to uphold as the eldest daughter of the Dimitrescu family, ever so meticulous yet also eager to please. But she does know her boundaries.

More often than not, she finds herself busy with her mother in helping run the business, hoping to one day become a proper heir. I mention all this so you know her situation -- she's a working gal and you gotta respect that.

However, she is not one to leave her loved ones hanging. The best way she shows her love is by spending quality time with you, doing things that you might enjoy. It gives her a chance to better get to know her love.

Of course she would have her way as well, doing activities she liked such as art, music, and more. You two might even try something new to the both of you, just for some added thrill.

It doesn't always have to be "something" to do though, she's more than happy to just simply be in the same space as you while you do your own thing. That counts as "doing something together", right?

You could be reading a book on one corner of the room and she could be reviewing some important notes on the bed, but you two are just so comfortable in the quiet space you've made for yourselves that it feels like you two are side-by-side.

She just likes to know you're there, your presence alone is a great source of comfort to her. She loves to see you happy and content, especially knowing it's because she's around. Once you get into it, there is no such thing as an awkward silence between the two of you.

I imagine she's not that big on initiating physical affection, but she would be hard pressed to deny you anything. From something as simple as holding her hand, to spooning and cuddling, to a full-on make out session -- all you have to do is ask. She's more than happy to deliver.

Her favorite position is being the big spoon in bed, finding a lot of comfort in knowing that you are in her grasp, safe and sound. She also enjoys planting a few kisses on your shoulder and neck in an attempt to rouse you from slumber.

While she was still courting you (because I like to imagine she's a bit of an old-fashioned romantic, but she would have courted you regardless of your gender), she would often bring you gifts. They weren't extravagant, but they were definitely meaningful, and often related to things you two had talked about in the past.

She didn't use pet names very often but she will call you "love" on occasion, especially if there was a chance you would call her that in return. She may not openly admit it but she just melts every time you call her that -- made it feel like having a crush on you all over again.

Even though she may seem distant on the outside, Bela is truly a woman who makes the most of her time with people she cares about. You are no exception to that, and she wants that to be known to you as much and as often as possible.

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Cassandra, much like her older sister, believes she too has a reputation to uphold within the family. Can't have her be seen going soft for just anyone.

But uh, plot twist: Girl just wants to be loved, and she doesn't even know it.

In private, she really really loves physical affection. She shows her love by clinging onto you as tightly as possible, melding so closely to you that it becomes hard to tell where her body ended and yours began.

She loves pressing her cheek and ear against your chest to hear the calming beat of your heart, the warmth of your skin just under her fingertips, and her head tucked right under your chin while you two lay in bed together.

Truthfully, she started doing this when you first got together because she enjoyed how flustered you seemed when she basically had herself wrapped around you. But over time, the both of you realized just how much she liked being this close to you too. You teased her for it once and she shut you out of your own room for a while. (She only let you back in because she suddenly missed cuddling you.)

This was a trait that kind of carried over from her hunting instincts, but she was very observant of others -- their tics, habits, routines, and all the like. She took notice of a lot of things other people did, didn't do, and couldn't do. It made her very attentive to her loved ones.

This manifested in the form of performing acts of service. Toward you, it ranged from simple things like keeping objects that were usually out of your reach to a more manageable height (either by her own action or an order to a servant) to helping you relax after a long and tiring day, to even performing your chores for you if she knew you were having a hard time with them.

Anything that she could help with to make herself useful, she would do. She wanted her loved ones to move around comfortably and without much worry, and she would take on that burden if that was what it took.

Granted it didn't necessarily mean she did well in these endeavors, but the effort did not go unnoticed. And you would never see the girl try to half-ass anything -- once she started on a task, you bet your sweet ass she was going to get it done too.

Her terms of "endearment" were very teasing and, out of context, could be downright insulting. You would never hear anything so generic as "baby" or "sweetie" (unless she was being condescending.) "Little shit" (affectionate) was more her speed.

If you also called her nicknames with a similar amount of creativity, she would return it with the same enthusiasm. She didn't take those things to heart anyway. If insults were a love language, this would be one of hers.

Cassandra is a little rough around the edges when it comes to love and intimacy, but she loves so fiercely. It's like a fire, raging on the more you feed its maw -- the only difference is that this fire would never die out.

Daniela Dimitrescu

Daniela is the most affectionate and most likely to be a hopeless romantic in the family. She always daydreamed of having a "knight in shining armor" of her own, but honestly she'll take anyone who would love her for herself.

Definitely the type to show off her wonderful significant other, either "subtly" through a bit of PDA, or more overtly through a lot of PDA and more grand gestures of love. Just let her do this, she has so much love to give and she needs that energy to go somewhere.

Even in private spaces, she would never let go of your hand if she had her way. Trying to separate from her when she wasn't in the mood would get you the "kicked puppy dog" treatment from her. It's not her fault you were so warm and nice to be around.

She loves being the little spoon in bed. There's just something reassuring about having a warm presence right behind her, your arms wrapped around her middle. You could even kick a leg on top of her waist -- all she wants is to get as close to you as she possibly can.

When you're working on a desk and sitting on a chair, she will inevitably sit on your lap and snuggle up against you while you try to do whatever it is you're doing. No matter how many times she promises that "you won't even know she's there", it's kind of hard to ignore the way she just buries her face into your neck and the little snores coming out of her if she falls asleep like this.

Calls you very cheesy and almost strange pet names like "honey pie" and "sweetie baby boo". You're never sure if she actually meant them or was messing with you because of her tone, but you can tell she was always amused by your reaction to them, which was part of the reason she kept saying them.

She did also have an inner poet though, so she may suddenly pull lines like "the moon to my night" that would make you stumble and wonder what had possessed your girlfriend. And then you would remember how much she enjoyed reading romance novels, so it made more sense.

Sometimes she'll pull them out early in the morning right as you two were just waking up, limbs entangled with the other's. Then you'd hear her call you "light of my life" in her deep sleepy voice, and you just have to hide the big goofy smile on your face behind a pillow or something.

She also loves to give you gifts, mostly because she liked how your face would light up whenever you received one. Oftentimes, they are little trinkets that remind her of you that she spotted one day and thought to give to you. Kind of like a cat presenting a dead mouse or bird to its owner, but not as gross.

She says "I love you" and any similar declarations pretty often, but the words never lose their meaning. Just know that she always says them with her whole heart, regardless of the tone she takes on when she does.

She also enjoys doing random acts of affection because she likes seeing how you react to them, whether you get all blushy and a little embarrassed, or you return them in kind. Either way, she is very happy and it gives her the warm fuzzies when you play along.

Like I said, Daniela just has so much love to give, and she would be so happy to see that energy enthusiastically returned. Just give her a chance and you'll never have to doubt her feelings for you.

[countryclubstarkey]

SOMETHING TO REMEMBER - Sirius Black Smut

Pairings: Sirius Black x Virgin Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, first time, fingering, making out and more

Word Count: 2k+

*Not my Gif

The marauders were quite famous at Hogwarts, known for their pranking and good looks; the group of boys had everyone looking at them at all times. Some people looked at them with hatred, such as Severus Snape and others worshipped the ground they walked on.

You had neutral feelings about them as long as they didn’t mess with you, you were fine with whatever chaos they were causing, plus their good looks and charm were always a nice thing to be around.

Today, the group of boys decided to turn all the Slytherin uniforms Gryffindor red, causing most of them to be in a foul mood. You found it particularly funny, especially when you saw Lucius Malfoy with his platinum hair in the uniform.

Late afternoon on Friday, you were all sitting in potions listening to Slughorn ramble about random topics that he found interesting when suddenly a student knocked on the door.

“Professor Slughorn, Professor McGonagall needs you for something important,” a random second-year student told him. “I’ll be back soon everyone, please read page 300 in the meantime.”

Nobody truly listened to him; instead, everyone turned to their friends.

Feeling a sudden warmth around your ear and you turned to see Sirius Black closing in and leaning towards you. You and Sirius had a strange relationship; he would flirt with you at any chance he could just to see you blush, and to be honest, you didn’t mind the attention.

“So you coming to my party tonight?” he whispered gently in your ear. Your body covered with chills because of how close he was.

“I don’t think so; I have a lot to study.”

A pouty expression made its way on his face, “cmon it’s my birthday; it would mean a lot to the birthday boy.”

Before you could reply, Professor Slughorn made his way back into the room and began his lesson again with just a few minutes left of class. As you were heading back to your dorm room after, a loud booming sound echoed throughout the hall calling your name, “Y/N, wait up.”

Sirius was rushing across the hall trying to reach you, “you never said yes, you know,” the fit boy told you and wrapped his arm around your shoulders to guide you to your dorm.

“Fine, I’ll come for a little bit, and that’s only because I want to talk to Remus about this new book that came out last month,” you mentioned.

Little chuckles escaped his lips as he found your slight obsession with books adorable, but he would never mention that to you at least not right now. “We both know you’re coming for me, darling, save me dance,” Sirius said while walking away, causing you to let out a deep sigh because of how he was making you feel.

Meanwhile, when you got back to your dorm, you decided to pick what to wear to the party and got ready since you only had a little bit of time before it became dark. Whenever any of the marauders threw a party, they tended to get a little wild and out of control so you had to prepare yourself for that.

When nighttime finally hit, you met up with Lily, Alice, Marlene and Mary to head to the party together. Glowing lights brightly lit the Gryffindor common room, the smell of alcohol and weed flowing through the air and the music was loudly played throughout the room. No doubt the music choice were all Sirius’s favourite muggle songs.

You saw the birthday boy and James singing along to whatever song they could their hands on while dancing on the tables already out of their minds. Remus and Peter were trying to get them down before they injured themselves but they were having trouble standing up themselves.

“Guess we have to catch up,” Marlene grinned and dragged all of you to the table that offered the fire whiskey. After several shots, you were finally relaxed and in a similar mindset as the boys. As time went on, you danced and took even more shots with everyone at the party, including Remus, who decided to let loose tonight. Everyone was having the time of their lives, nobody thought about what was going on outside of Hogwarts, but only the party in the Gryffindor common room.

Around 3 a.m, people started heading back to their rooms, and only you, Lily, Marlene, Mary, Alice, Frank and the marauders were left sitting on the couches.

“Let’s play spin the bottle,” Mary suddenly brought up and pulled everyone in a circle. Mary decided to spin the bottle first, and it landed on Marlene; the two girls didn’t hesitate and shared a sweet but intimate kiss.

“That was too easy for you guys,” Remus blurted out, suddenly feeling the effects of the alcohol. The girls shrugged while giggling as Marlene spun the bottle and it landed on James. James gave her a quick peck out of respect for Lily.

Next, James spun the bottle, and it landed on Sirius Black.

“No, Padfoot, cmon not again,” James groaned out, not interested in kissing his best mate. Curiously, Alice said, “what do you mean not again?”

Sirius winked, “That’s a story for another time; let’s go prongs, pucker up.” James and Sirius leaned in and gave each other a quick kiss before wiping it off as soon as they finished. The whole group erupted into laughter over the discomfort they saw in the two.

As the laugher started to die down, you began to grow nervous as you noticed it was Sirius’s turn to spin the bottle, and just because of your luck, the bottle landed on you.

Sirius moved towards you, “May I?” You nodded your head at him as you both gradually leaned in and connected your lips. Sirius could feel how nervous you were, so he allowed you to make the next move without pushing you any further.

You deepened the kiss when you felt at ease and could taste cigarettes, fire whiskey and a hint of honey lingering on his lips.

Sirius raised his hand to caress the soft skin of your jaw as he slipped his tongue slowly past your lips, trying to savour this moment as much as he could. Both of you didn’t realize the others were still there until you heard someone clear their throat. Sirius sighed against your lips before giving you one last peck and pulling away to look at your friends again.

The awkward moment passed as time went on, and one by one, everyone went to bed until it was only you and Sirius.

“You know this wasn’t a one-time thing; I really wanted to kiss you, love. I’ve actually liked you for a while now,” Sirius broke the silence and grabbed your hand.

You smiled at him, returning his actions, “I wanted to kiss you too Sirius.” A big grin made its way across his face as he grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap.

This time you closed the distance between the two of you as your hands grasped his precious locks. The kiss got deeper and more intense with time. You pulled away to steady your breathing as Sirius attached his lips to your jaw, nipping at the skin. Sirius loved the way your skin felt on his lips as he left kisses all across your neck and jaw.

“We should stop before we do something you might regret,” Sirius tried pulling away, but you captured his face and brought him back into the kiss.

In a soothing tone, “I’m not going to regret doing anything with you because I have feelings for you too, I’m sure Sirius,” you told him. Suddenly, Sirius stood up with you wrapped around his body as he headed towards the door of the common room.

“Where are we going,” you whispered, trying to keep your voice as quiet as possible. “Somewhere that’s going to give us a little more privacy.”

A door appeared out of nowhere on one of the walls allowing Sirius to step in. It was a replica of the Gryffindor common room except a king-sized bed in the middle. He settled you on the bed as he began kissing down your body, not leaving an inch uncovered.

You helped him unbutton your shirt as he started to kiss your exposed breasts, leaving love bites that you’ll cherish in the morning. “Siri-us,” your moans filled the room as you pulled his hair from the pleasure.

“Fuck, I love your tits,” his words made you blush as you tried to hide your face in your arms, but he didn’t give you the chance to do so. He took off your shirt and bra as he began palming and teasing your nipples, causing chills to gather around your body. You tried to take his shirt off, but his actions stopped you midway. One hand continued to caress your tits, but his other hand started to rub you through your panties, trying to gather your arousal.

“Darling, are you trying to kill me,” he groaned out. Sirius took your panties off but kept your skirt on as he began rubbing your bare cunt.

“We can stop anytime, you know, are you sure you want me to continue,” he asked you one last time. You nodded your head furiously at him trying to get him to continue, “I need words Y/N.”

“Yes, please,” you told him as he entered one finger through your folds and teased your clit with his thumb. Feeling your body clench hard around him as you tried to adjust to the new feeling. Once your body relaxed; he sped up his movements and added another finger.

You felt a foreign feeling on your clit, as something wet started licking at it. Sirius’s head was between your legs as his tongue worked on your clit and his fingers in your pussy. The new action created a different feeling, a good difference. “Plea-se, don’t stop. I’m going to cu-,” you panted as you felt your stomach twist and clench.

“Let go for me,” Sirius groaned out as he felt you release on his tongue and fingers. He helped you calm down after your orgasm by rubbing your thighs whispering praises throughout the entire process. When your eyes opened, Sirius was leaning over and looking at you with lust and love in his eyes. You felt his bulge rubbing against your body as he began peppering kisses on your face.

You both helped him out of his clothes so that he was left bare. His cock stood proudly as the red tip was oozing already with pre-cum and the rest throbbing. He switched your positions so that he was laying underneath you now as you sat in his lap in nothing but your skirt from earlier tonight, quickly; he casted a contraception spell.

His hands rubbed down his cock to get it ready for your next move.

“Ready?” the raven-haired boy asked. His thumbs rubbing circles around your hips, reassuring you if you had any regret you can back out now.

You nodded and braced yourself before slowly lowering yourself on his cock. Your breathing increased as he stretched you out, the pain increased as you went down inch by inch, his face scrunched up in pain and pleasure as he wanted nothing more than to thrust fully into you.

“Love, it’ll feel a lot better if you relaxed,” he told you, trying to make this pleasurable for you both when he saw the tears welling in your eyes.

You controlled your breathing as you felt your muscles loosen and the pain became more bearable. He felt you relax around him as it became more pleasurable rather than painful. Sirius gently thrusted trying to see your reactions at a slow pace; with a nod and brief bounce, his thrusts got quicker.

Pleasurable moans left your lips as his cock hit spots that you weren’t familiar with; you began returning his thrusts and tried to control the movements yourself when you felt more comfortable. Nails started dragging down his chest when Sirius angled his hips differently, causing him to aim at your g-spot.

“Darling, you feel so nice and tight,” he groaned out, trying to last a little longer but your pussy preventing it. He dragged your body towards his own and began rapidly thrusting, causing the room to be filled with your loud moans. His lips connected to your neck, breasts and anything else that he could find. He saw your mouth fall open when his finger made contact with your clit as he rubbed a figure-eight motion helping you reach climax.

“I’-m close,” you groaned in his ear as your body began shaking and the tight feeling made its way back in your stomach. Sirius didn’t stop when he felt you cum all over his cock, he continued working you through your orgasm while trying to reach his at the same time.

“Sh-it” he exclaimed as he released his cum. You felt his cum mix with yours as it dripped out leaking onto your thighs and the bed.

Once both of you came down from your high, you slowly got off Sirius to lay down beside him cuddling into his warm body. The only sounds in the empty room were your heavy breathing and the light rain that was hitting the windows. The air began to feel cooler as you snuggled deeper into Sirius, burying your head in his chest.

“How was that for you,” his beautiful voice genuinely asked you.

In a calm tone, “Something worth remembering” you told him as your eyes started to flutter away.

[espressokiri]

Hi there. Another Muslimah here.

Hope you don't mind me sending you an ask. I read your fic about the BNHA boys with a muslim s/o. It was really good. I loved it so much. (There aren't many fics like this, which is a shame cause we like fanfics too. So this was very refreshing. Thank you.💚😉)

Could you do one for the Haikyuu boys, specifically Tsukishima, Kuroo, Sugawara, and Bokuto. But only if you want to, of course.

Hope you have a great and productive day.

Tsukishima Kei, Kuroo Tetsurou, Sugawara Koushi, and Bokuto Koutarou x Hijabi!reader

In which reader is a hijabi Muslim.

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

Notes: You're welcome to send asks anytime <3 I may be slow at getting through them but I will make sure to get them out! Thank you for being so sweet anon <3 I hope you enjoy this one! ^^ I’m sorry if it seems bland as I was slowly losing ideas.

Tsukishima Kei

His eyes would constantly drift to you during class hours, lips twitching into a smile as he would watch you struggle with the assignment sheet given during history class.

Would take that as a leeway to make conversation and help you out.

"Tsk, can't even do a simple history assignment?"

Just sits down next to you and points out what you did wrong while helping you out.

Flinches his hand away and mutters a sorry if your hands accidentally graze each others.

He knows how strict the dating rules were and he admired it, thinking it was a safe way to keep them away from harm and heartbreak.

Becomes your unofficial tutor just to spend more time with you.

Has the urge to flick your forehead most times when you purposely tease him.

Is worried when he sees you zoning out in the middle of class during Ramadan, you have to convince him you're fine and that you're getting your studying done despite the odd sleep schedule you've created.

He'll give you a small box of his favourite treat, strawberry short cake, randomly throughout Ramadan because he knows you crave more sweets during the days you fast than regular days.

He calls you a masochist when he finds you watching cooking/baking videos while fasting.

Will stop by your house to drop off pastries during Eid for you and your family because he wants to peak at you all dressed up as he's only seen you in your school uniform or in casual but modest fashion.

He feels a sense of security, enjoying the aspect of getting to know someone with no sense of rush.

Kuroo Tetsurou

He's such an awkward nerd please.

Wants to approach you but fears he might accidentally offend you due to his provocative nature, hence resorts to staring at you from across the room.

Would research more about your religion and would use that as a way to start small talk;

“Hey, uh, I was wondering how do you manage to pray Zuhr when you’re in school? Isn’t it bad that you have to miss it?”

“Oh uh, I usually run home as soon as I can or pray in my club room if there are meetings, my club members are very understanding.”

“Oh... I see.”

“That’s pretty cool of you to be concerned, Kuroo-san.”

Cue him asking you random but wholesome questions with genuine curiosity.

“Did you know men who oppress women are considered to not follow Islam? I find that really nice that women are equal to men in your religion!”

You smile at him and his interest in your religion.

Study sessions in the library because you both wanted to spend time with each other but he knows it is wrong for a male to be alone in the same room as the opposite gender so you both opted for the library where there are lots of people.

Gasps and immediately looks away when you unravel the scarf around your head to fix;

“Y/n! You can’t do that!!”

“I’m wearing an underscarf calm down.”

You rolled your eyes at the dramatic male but smiled at his respectful nature.

Ramadan? Catch him ruining his sleep schedule just to have movie nights with you through the phone and Netflix Party.

Kenma teases him about it because Kuroo used to yell at him about his own staying up late gaming obsession.

Likes it when you wear a cap on top of your hijab, he thinks it looks cool on you.

He’ll convince you to skip school during Eid if it falls on a school day, telling you that it’s important that you spend at least the first day of it with your family. 

Overall, he’s the type to keep up with the Islamic calendar and learn new facts daily as he asks you to explain each and everything about your religion and lifestyle.

Sugawara Koushi

See’s you for the first time with Kiyoko when he went to excuse her from class for managerial duties.

Smitten from first sight.

Begs Kiyoko to let you be her assistant manager.

He keeps a distance from you during your first introduction and conversation because he didn’t know what you were comfortable with.

He was in awe to find out there were sports hijab when he saw you sporting one to play a short game with an over-enthusiastic Hinata.

“Here, stay hydrated.”

Hands you a bottle of water along with a towel, a newfound respect for playing in hot weather conditions fully covered. 

Due to the chaotic nature of the first and second years, Sugawara would run to cover your eyes with his jacket or hover his hands in front of your face whenever Tanaka would rip off his shirt to swing around whenever he spiked.

Sugawara had to stop himself multiple times from clapping his hand onto your shoulder, resulting in him just smacking either Asahi or Daichi when they mention him almost touching you.

Outings between you two is always monitored by the third years, Asahi smiling proudly at his friend Suga while Daichi and Kiyoko would sneakily take candid pictures of you both.

“What’s one verse you hold dear to your heart?”

You look at him from the warm mug of drink you are holding, tilting your head as you look at him in confusion. Sugawara felt the tips of his ears go red at the cute expression you held, and explains his question.

“Ah,” you thought long and hard before giving him an answer, “ ‘Allah does not burden a soul beyond that it can bear...’ I find that part of the verse very reassuring in times when I feel like I’m overwhelmed.”

Sugawara held onto every word, finding the beauty behind those words, he felt at peace. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He smiles.

It felt like he was more excited than you for Ramadan.

He would read out loud the Japanese translation of the Quran after you read out the Arabic words in a beautiful and soothing voice. He wanted to understand and learn.

He was hooked onto the peaceful energy the month brought despite life going on normally.

This man would wear a formal Kimono when your family invites his over for Eid, he wanted to make the best impression despite already meeting them in passing.

Suga had a sense of security and comfort around him and you felt lucky to have met someone such as him.

Bokuto Koutarou 

Oh God.

Akaashi had a field day trying to stop him from initiating any and every kind of physical affection when he first introduced you to him.

Bokuto is a man who expresses himself with affection, so he was lucky for Akaashi to explain to him why he shouldn’t initiate any physical affection without asking for what you considered crossing a boundary.

He knows he can’t drag you to the gym to watch him play volleyball by hand, so he asks you to hold onto the end of a pen, which you took, confused as to what the male exactly wants before realizing he was holding the other end and using that to drag you to where the gym was.

It was oddly endearing.

“Did you see my spike, Y/n?! Didya see?!”

“Yes, Bokuto. It was really cool!”

Cue a chest puffed up Bokuto who grinned with pride.

Invites you to eat lunch with him and Akaashi on the roof.

Having to refuse his food because you weren’t sure if there was pork in it or not.

This made Bokuto stop bringing in food that contained pork, not knowing even aside from that, he had to have the halal form of chicken or beef.

Akaashi had to explain everything to him when he asked him once.

Tried to go vegetarian one day, failed the minute he took a bite out of his food.

Feels bad when he eats on days you are fasting, so he tries finishing the meal before you come up to their usual meeting spot, resulting in him giving himself a stomach ache.

Brings you tuna filled onigiri to take home so you can eat it as a snack during the night after breaking your fast.

Sends you spam messages minutes before having to break your fast;

‘Are you excited to eat?!?!?!’

‘What are you having today?!?’

‘If you want to get any snacks later let me know! :D’

‘ONE MINUTE LEFT!!’

He’s so wholesome please.

Wants to skip school with you for Eid, but pouts when you tell him you’ll be spending it with family.

Asks you to send an OOTD pic so he could be your hype-man.

Bokuto is always willing to understand more about you and your religion, making sure to note things in his head for future references.

[emeren]

speed racer- eren jaeger

pairing: eren jaeger x fem!reader 

word count: 6k

content warnings: nsfw, smut, 18+, smoking, degradation, overstimulation, breeding (w/o baby talk) 

notes: 100% inspired by the official art, like mmm yes please. also i know absolutely nothing about how car racing works, but that’s not important. this is unedited because my brain turned to mush writing it. enjoy!! <3

SUMMARY: eren’s a semi-professional car racer, who has a tumultuous friendship with the reader. after losing a race, eren sets out to win something else in his life, much to the reader’s surprise. 

“took you long enough!” sasha called out, holding her hand above her eyes in an attempt to block out the bright sun. you dished her a smile, weaving your way through the throngs of people in the stands, attempting not to step on anyone. your eyes briefly flitted to the track, the assistants distantly getting their cars ready. they were hardly visible from here; merely faceless figures idling around. you heaved out a sigh as you reached sasha, the brunette gingerly patting the spot next to her. 

“you couldn’t have gotten better seats, sash?” you asked as you sat down, pushing your sunglasses on top of your head. sasha waved her large bag of popcorn in front of your face, an exasperated expression on her features. 

“the line was long, and what’s a race without popcorn?” she grinned, offering you the bag. you rolled your eyes but took a fistful of the bright yellow snack nonetheless. “plus, if you really wanted that good of seats, you would’ve come early yourself.” 

“i did come here early,” you retorted, your voice muffled by the popcorn. sasha raised a questioning brow, her elbow nudging you in the side. 

“getting here early just so you can poke around the racer’s quarters is not the same thing,” she singsonged, a girlish smirk on her face. you scoffed, turning away from her as you felt heat race to your cheeks. “c’mon, everyone knows you and eren are totally into each other. i don’t understand why you guys don’t just go for it.” 

“i wasn’t poking around, and i am not into eren,” you said, shifting uncomfortably as the words left your mouth. it was true, to some degree. the two of you had been friends in high school, back when eren was just some skinny kid with anger issues. now he was a semi-professional racer, and the rivalry between the two of you was palpable, to say the least.

you’d been in the same friend group and for some reason eren just loved to pick on you whenever he got the chance. you suspected it had something to do with his repressed daddy issues or whatever, and he’d known mikasa and armin far too long to be so catty with them. initially they were just playful taunts, but as you got older, they started to become more personal. with age came your own unchecked need to banter and argue with him. 

somewhere along the way the arguments turned to sexual tension. a sexual tension that for the most part, the two of you were happy to ignore. it allowed room for a more sassy friendship, at least. 

“uh huh, suuure,” sasha responded, seemingly unconvinced. she must’ve sensed your discomfort, deciding to change the topic. “who’s who?” 

your eyes traced the track, analyzing each vehicle. “armin’s in yellow, mikasa’s in red, eren’s in white, and i believe levi is in green.” 

“levi’s racing? isn’t he getting a little old for that?” sasha laughed, squinting. you chuckled. 

“it’s just a small fundraiser race, plus he’s a crowd favorite over here,” you explained. sasha nodded as she processed the information. the sun was hot, beating down on your back. “i’m honestly surprised this many people came out.” 

sasha tossed more popcorn in her mouth, halfway done with the bag despite the race still not having started. she offered it to you again. “mhm, this is the same type of crowd that we’d see in the underground.” 

you thought back to your days of attending the illegal races, late at night and under the cover of darkness. though you were just a junior in college, it felt like those nights freshman year had been decades ago. that was before eren showed real promise in the professional circuit. it was also where levi scouted him out to be his successor. 

as if on cue, you could see the figures of the racers emerging from the port, each headed for their respective cars. you couldn’t help the way your gaze immediately followed the tall, brown haired racer adorned in his white racing jacket, checkers on the side. the crowd erupted into cheers at the sight of the all the racers, one from each color of the rainbow. eren walked with a certain confidence, his adamant determination being one of the only things that followed him from high school. 

though you couldn’t clearly see his face from where you sat, you knew he was smiling. eren had always loved the adrenaline rush before a race. 

“alright ladies and gentlemen, we welcome you to the annual shiganshina fundraiser race!” the reporter boomed over the intercom. sasha squealed in her seat, excitedly gripping your arm and pointing towards your friends. you felt a mix of excited nervousness waft over you, giggling along with her. “today we’ve got racers from all over the circuit, and each one has volunteered their precious time for the cause. can we get a round of applause?” 

the crowd erupted in yet another ear deafening round of applause as the announcer read off the names of each of the racers. you and sasha made sure to scream your loudest when armin, mikasa, and eren’s names were read off. 

you hoped they knew it was you, your throat scratchy as you sat back down. there was no need to be loud for levi; the entire crowd went absolutely feral at the mention of his name. 

the announcer read off the conditions of the race, as well as the reasoning for the fundraiser itself. you and sasha chatted quietly about the after party while the racers put their helmets on and got in their cars. before too long, the announcer was gearing up for the start. 

“alright everyone, we’re about to start. get yourselves ready.” 

you and sasha stood, hollering and cheering for your friends as the cars all lined up. you knew you’d be happy if any of them crossed the finish line first, but it was undeniable that it would be eren. it wasn’t armin or mikasa’s passion like it was eren’s; they viewed it more as as fun hobby. nevertheless, you dreaded how smug eren would be once he added another win to his already growing list. he really was a bastard sometimes. 

“racers ready your cars. 3... 2... 1... go!” 

they were off, levi’s green car easily settling into first place, cruising past the other cars as he whipped around the first curve. you held your breath, eyes scanning the other cars placements. eren was in fourth, armin in fifth, and mikasa in second. sasha yelled sporadically, reaching out and squeezing your wrist tightly. 

as they rounded the circuit for the second time, eren passed the third place racer, coming up behind mikasa’s red car. you held your breath. “c’mon eren...” 

“shit! he passed her!” sasha screeched, jumping up and down. you smiled as he whipped the corner, nearly cutting the edge of the median. 

“levi is still so far ahead,” you commented, trying to pry sasha’s death grip from your wrist. your eyes glanced to the clock, realizing that the race was near its finish. levi was cutting the third corner and eren was quickly gaining on him. 

“looks like it’s gonna be clo-” sasha’s voice was cut off as a large man tripped over the bleacher behind you, effectively shoving you into her side. “shit, the popcorn!” 

you regained your balance, giving the man behind you a dirty glare as you turned to sasha. she frowned at the popcorn that’d been spilled all over the ground. “what a waste!” 

looking back up at the track, the crowd broke into screams of excitement. you expected to see eren’s face on the big screen to the side as confetti streamed through the air, but were surprised to see levi’s unimpressed stare. 

eren lost? 

“you’ve gotta be shitting me,” sasha gaped, her face slack in shock. you shrugged, shaking the feeling of disappointment from your shoulders. serves him right. 

people started to vacate the stands, shoving their way past you as you turned to sasha. “let’s go find connie and jean, sash.” 

she nodded, still frowning. the two of you climbed down the steps, going against the flow of the crowd as you weaseled your way down onto the spectators path. you could see all of the racers shaking hands, congratulating each other. your mind briefly considered whether or not eren was going to be upset, but you decided not to dwell on it. 

you watched as the racers disappeared into the tunnel, eren’s tall figure no longer in view. just then, connie and jean came walking out from the service booth, both wearing their maintenance coveralls. 

sasha wildly waved her arm, grabbing your hand and pulling you through the remaining stragglers towards your friends. 

“hey guys!” she smiled, the boys jogging to meet you halfway. 

“why were you guys in such shit seats?” connie asked, skipping over a greeting. you let out a small laugh at sasha’s expense. she merely shrugged, turning to jean. 

“we going to your place?” you questioned before she had the chance. jean nodded, adjusting the backwards baseball cap on his head. 

“yeah, just gotta wrap some things up, then we can head out,” he replied. you grew happy at the thought of kicking back with your friends, enjoying a nice night of fun. parties at jean and connie’s place were always the best. 

***************

“some race that was,” connie groaned, leaning back and bringing the beer bottle to his lips. so far it was just you, sasha, connie, jean, and a bunch of random drunk people who’d come from the track. sasha scoffed from her spot on the worn, brown couch. 

“you could say that again,” she grumbled. “we didn’t even get to see levi cross the finish line ‘cause some guy rammed into us.” 

jean looked at you from where he leaned against the wall, a bottle in his hand and his eyebrows raised. “wait, for real?” 

“yeah,” you sighed, drinking whatever bitter liquid sasha had poured into your red solo cup. “didn’t even say sorry.” 

“how many times do i have to tell you guys, just come work maintenance with jean-boy and i,” connie suggested, wrapping his arm around sasha’s shoulder and giving a squeeze. she rolled her eyes and shoved him off. “you guys would get to watch the race from the track itself.” 

“i don’t know the first thing about cars,” sasha laughed, you nodding along with her. 

“and you think we do? i just said that so we could get the best seats in the house,” connie snorted, taking another swig of his drink. you chuckled at his idiocy, unfazed by yet another one of their stupid stunts. “where’re the big racers anyway?” 

“they should be here soon,” you responded, glancing out the window. jean was unironically blasting the fast and the furious soundtrack, something he’d done after every race for as long as you’d known him. by now the songs were ingrained in your brain. 

“who wants to bet jaeger is in a pissy mood?” jean snorted as he moved to sit down on the arm of the chair you were planted in. 

“when isn’t he?” you sneered. connie and sasha hummed in agreement. both you and jean loved nothing more than to push eren’s buttons. you knew jean’s motives stemmed from some boyish fun, whereas yours felt a little more personal. 

the sound of clapping began to compete with the music, your neck craning to look past jean into the hallway. eren, armin, and mikasa came into view, people cheering them on and patting them on the back. they each wore their racing jackets over their street clothes. 

you felt a familiar sensation burn in your stomach at the sight of eren. his dark hair was pulled back per usual, wispies framing his tan face. The white jacket stood out against his black t-shirt and black jeans; key necklace he always wore glinting against his chest. as your gaze travelled up from his body, you were startled to make contact with his teal eyes. you quickly glanced away in embarrassment. 

“well, well, well,” jean cheered, raising his bottle to the trio. “how’d it feel to lose to a short, old man, eh jaeger?”

eren scowled, obviously peeved. “if i had to lose to anyone, i’m glad it was levi.” 

connie snorted at that. “man, professional circuit has you soft.” 

“whatever you say, baldie,” eren smirked mischievously as he came to sit down on the couch. connie defensively rubbed his head. “at least i’m making money in prof.” 

“i still can’t believe you have people that actually want to sponsor you,” you snipped, a playful expression on your face. eren lazily looked towards you, the familiar irritation laced in his eyes. 

“i’m sorry, what was that? i wasn’t listening to you,” eren retorted, looking as unbothered as ever. you glared at his words, but caught armin’s disapproving eye and decided to stay quiet. 

as the night carried on, you watched your friends relax and reminisce about previous races and the days spent in the illegal ring. it seemed crazy that your life was so centered around car races, when you weren’t even a racer yourself. but you supposed you were just happy to be supporting your friends.

at some point you got up out of your chair to refill your cup. the large hoards of people had started to dance; the house feeling hot and humid as you shoved your way to the kitchen. luckily the room was empty, save for armin who was drinking water out of the kitchen tap. 

“thirsty?” you asked, amused. his head snapped up, surprised by your voice. it took one look to tell he was absolutely trashed, face red and eyes half lidded. he smiled goofily and nodded his head before stumbling back out into the crowd of people. 

you quickly filled your cup, following the direction armin had gone. as you stepped out of the kitchen, a body came out of nowhere and smacked into you. 

eren jumped back, trying to avoid the liquid that sloshed out of your cup. “hey, watch it!” he hissed. 

“you watch it, casanova,” you snapped, irritated by the sticky alcohol that dripped down your hand. eren’s eyes narrowed at the nickname, his arms defensively crossing his chest. 

“i told you not to call me that,” he bit back, eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. you rolled your eyes, instinctively bringing your hand to your mouth in an attempt to lick the drink off. eren watched you, his gaze clouded with an indiscernible emotion. you knew what you were doing. 

“hm. too bad,” you quipped, dragging your tongue down the side of your hand, popping your pointer finger in your mouth. eren glowered at you as you let out a giggle. “see ya, loser.” 

“whatever, brat,” he huffed, shaking the tension from his pants as you sauntered off into the crowd. he hated the effect you had on him.

you’d already decided not to get shit faced. while the rest of your friends had chosen otherwise, you danced alongside them, your resolve wearing thin much faster than theirs. jean and sasha bounced happily up and down, screaming the lyrics to whatever song it was blasting from the speakers. connie and mikasa were playing beer pong, and you had no clue where armin and eren had gone.

you heaved in a breath as a sharp pain shot through your side, signaling the end of your dancing career for the night. your two dance partners were too far gone to notice, waving goodbye to you as you stepped out of the sweaty crowd. 

slipping your phone out of your pocket, your eyes nearly popped from your head at the time. two thirty?!

only slightly tipsy, you decided to find jean’s room and call it a night. he’d just have to sleep on the couch. with one hand dragging on the wall, you made your way through the house, past armin who was doing body shots with a couple of strangers, up the stairs and down the dark hall. it was quieter up here, but you could still hear the music and knew it’d be awhile till sleep visited you. 

shoving jean’s door open, you were surprised to see none other than eren laid back on the bed, puffs of smoke coming from his mouth. the strong scent of weed hit your nostrils, nose scrunching up in reflex. he propped himself up on one arm upon your entrance, eyeing you. 

“oh, sorry i’ll just- wait a minute,” you paused, narrowing your eyes at him. “you aren’t supposed to be smoking on your sponsorship.” 

eren let out a loud laugh at that, more smoke spilling from his lungs. “thanks, mom. i know.” 

you stood in the doorway, not really sure what to do. “jean’s gonna be mad if his room smells like weed tomorrow.” 

“yeah, why do you think i chose to do it in here?” he leered, bringing the blunt to his lips and deeply inhaling, sharp cheekbones protruding with the action. you sucked in a breath, not wanting to acknowledge just how gorgeous he was. his jacket was off, black shirt tightly gripping his muscular yet slender arms as he propped himself up. he blew the smoke from his nostrils this time, making your face heat. “wanna hit?”  

you sighed, weighing the options. jean’s bed was a lot more comfortable than connie’s. you could just wait till eren was done, and then pass out. “no, but i’ll wait with you till you’re done.” 

“suit yourself, brat,” eren hummed, flopping back down on the bed as you shut the door behind yourself. you came to sit by him, looking down as he heaved in a sober breath. he really is beautiful, you thought. 

your eyes scanned his face. “you really shouldn’t be smoking, you know. you could lose the sponsorship.” 

eren rolled his teal eyes, giving you a side glance. “i’m aware. i’m also aware that you aren’t going to rat on me.” 

“and what makes you so sure?” you asked playfully, your voice low. eren’s gaze shifted to you, placing the blunt between his lips as he sat up, face inches from yours. 

“because. you can act like you hate me all you want,” smoke blew from his lips as he spoke, slowly inching his face closer to yours. you swallowed, eyes struggling to maintain contact with his dark stare. “but i know how badly you want me.” 

you blinked, heart rate accelerating as he glanced at your lips. “speaking from experience?” 

eren’s mouth quirked up in a smirk at your words. “something like that.”

you watched with desire as he brought the bud of the blunt up to his lips, deeply inhaling the toxic smoke. he lifted his free hand, pointer finger gently tracing your jaw as his thumb came up to caress your chin. he tapped softly against your face, as if asking you to open your mouth. 

you weren’t sure what part of you was wanting to submit to his every move. maybe it was the alcohol. or maybe it was the accumulation of sexual tension. something told you it was a deeper itch that needed to be scratched. an itch only eren could reach. 

you parted your lips, eyes fluttering as eren leaned forward and carefully brushed his own against yours, dumping his lungful of smoke into your mouth. you breathed it in, fighting the urge to cough and whine as he pulled away. 

“good girl,” he breathed, leaning away to snuff the bud out on jean’s bedside table. you heaved out as much as you could, shocked by your own willingness. you were mainly surprised by how much you enjoyed whatever that was. 

you stared at him expectantly as he turned back to you, a serious expression on his face. “eren.” 

“yes?” he asked, leaning heavily on his arm, eyes unashamedly focused on your lips. his other hand came up again, lightly ghosting your jawline. you could feel yourself growing wet between your legs; the way eren was fucking you with his eyes sending an unwelcomed throb to your clit. 

acting on impulse, you lurched forward, latching your lips onto eren’s slightly chapped ones. he wasted no time in kissing you back; hungrily pressing himself closer to your body. his lips were warm and tasted like weed and coca cola, his tongue wiggling its way into your mouth where you happily welcomed it. 

you brought your hand up, wanting to run your fingers through his hair, but were stopped when they got caught in the bun. eren grunted, kissing you harder and bringing his own hand up to yank the tie from his locks, letting his soft hair fall to his shoulders. 

your fingers were quick to glide through the brown strands, scratching his scalp in the process. some throaty sound emitted from his chest, the noise making your cunt ache in need. how is he so hot? 

eren’s hands came to your waist, roughly shoving you down onto the bed, so that he hovered above you. your lips continued to meld together, saliva coated mouths wetly intertwined. you removed your hand from his hair, bringing both hands to run down the expanse of his arms that were on either side of your head. you squeezed his biceps, surprised when he suddenly pulled away. 

“is this okay?” he panted, breaths labored. his pupils were dilated, all seriousness behind his gaze. you nodded your head without hesitation, practically begging him to continue. “words.”

“yes, yes. i want this just as much as you do,” you responded. eren smirked from above you, his dark hair swirling around his face as his key dangled in front of your chin. 

“good, because,” he leaned down to your ear, lightly nibbling the lobe as the cold key rested against your throat. “i’m going to punish you for all these years of torture.” 

your eyes widened, the words sending a desirable chill down your spine. “torture?” 

eren’s hot mouth travelled slowly from your ear down the side of your neck, lightly peppering the skin with lustful kisses. his tongue came out as he reached your collarbone, dragging the wet muscle up the front of your throat, leaving a trail of saliva in its wake. a small whimper involuntarily left your mouth as he pulled back, grabbing your chin in his large hand.  

“all of the nicknames,” he pressed a kiss to your lips. “the quips,” and another, your chest tightening. “the stunt you pulled earlier with your hand. oh god. it’s like you were practically begging me to bend you over and teach you a lesson.” 

he pulled back, dark eyes boring into yours. the desire was palpable, your breathing shallow as he stared at you. it was like he was waiting for some silent agreement. 

you held eye contact, tilting your chin back ever so slightly in his grip. “good thing i learn fast.” 

your words flew straight to his cock, throbbing uncomfortably behind his jeans. eren let go of your chin, his lips hungrily reconnecting with yours as his hands pinned your wrists to either side of your head. his tongue was quick to invite itself into your mouth, warm and erotic. 

you wanted to tug on his hair again; wanted to hear his primal groans and feel him vibrate against your mouth, but you were pinned to the bed. desperate to hear eren moan, your teeth grazed his bottom lip, the action making him yank his head back. 

“tsk tsk, none of that,” he growled, wet lips glinting in the low light of the room. “this is your punishment. guess we’re going to have to do something else.” 

you frowned as he let go of your wrists, lifting himself from the bed and standing. you propped yourself up on your elbows, eyes laced with desire as eren swiftly pulled the black shirt over his head, key pendant resting on his newly exposed chest. he was dangerously attractive like this; dark hair disheveled on his shoulders, only adding to the feral stare he was giving you. 

he leaned forward, grabbing your thighs and yanking you to the end of the bed, legs dangling from the side. you watched in awe as he dropped to his knees, fingers coming up to toy with the button of your jean shorts. 

“these little shorts make your ass look so good,” he grumbled, tapping the button. “be good and take them off for me.” 

you wasted no time in lifting your ass off the bed, struggling to yank the denim down your legs without hitting eren in the face. he watched your every movement, licking his lips as you wiggled them off. 

without thinking, your hands gripped the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head to reveal a black bra. eren’s pupils dilated further at the unexpected sight of your breasts. 

he helped pull the shorts from your ankles, tossing them aside as you sat back down, just in your panties and bra. you paused for a moment, unsure of what he was planning to do. 

“watch me,” he demanded, staring at you through his brows. you nodded your head, breath hitching as he placed an open mouthed kiss to the inside of your thigh, tongue swiping against the smooth skin. 

his eyelashes fluttered as he licked up your leg; just the way he looked at you being enough to have you creaming in your lace panties. your teeth tugged at your bottom lip, the burning in your face mirroring the way your clit throbbed along with your heart beat. 

eren’s tongue trailed until he reached the edge of your underwear, eyes never failing to stay connected with yours. you swallowed as he lifted his head, placing his tongue flatly against your clothed clit. 

it was a warm, muted feeling, your body all too aware of the beautiful man between your legs. eren brought his fingers up, hooking under the fabric and pushing it to the side. 

“so wet for me already,” he hummed, a smile on his face. you blushed in embarrassment, the feeling of his breath on your glistening pool of moisture making you shiver. “’m gonna eat you so good, little bitch.” 

you gasped as eren rapidly brought his face down, burying his head between your legs. the sensation was like no other; a swirling feeling in your stomach as his tongue hungrily swiped against your clit. your hands flew down to his hair, tugging as his lips wrapped around the bud, suckling softly. 

a moan escaped your lips, the sound causing eren to groan out in reply. the vibration of his vocal cords against your center amplifying the pleasure. 

a distinct feeling began to burn in your chest, the sloppiness of eren’s tongue licking up your slick causing your legs to squirm, tightening around his head. “fuck.”

eren pulled back at the pressure against his skull, a smack sounding through the air as he released his suction on your wet cunt. 

“i told you to be good,” he hissed, lips coated in your sheen. you knew the image of eren’s face between your legs, hair disheveled and mouth swollen, eyes dark and lustrous, would be burned into the back of your brain. 

flustered, you nodded your head, spreading your legs so they weren’t pressing against his face. he nodded in content, arms coming up to wrap around your thighs to keep you steady. 

and he was back; eating your pussy like he hadn’t been fed in years, a primal desperation. he pressed his tongue down harder, the cry ripping from your throat at the sensation only egging him on. you struggled against his grip as he abused your clit with his mouth, sucking and tracing his teeth over it so good. 

his tongue slid down to your entrance, shoving itself in without invitation. the fullness wasn’t like having sex; it was a heated, swirling feeling. the wet muscle circled around your spongey walls, your face beginning to burn and hands growing clammy in eren’s hair. 

you threw your head back as his ministrations sped up, your hips attempting to grind into his face. the warmth in the pit of your stomach building like a loaded gun, ready to release itself. 

all it took was the added pressure of his hand wrapping around your thigh so that his thumb could press against your clit, feverishly rubbing. you came crashing down, your eyes screwing shut as the wave of dopamine stretched to every part of your body, legs jerking against his hold. 

eren pulled his head back again, a smile on his wet face as he licked your release from his lips. “tasted so good, so good for me.” 

you breathed out in reply as he came back up above you, gently taking your chin and bringing his mouth down to yours. 

the kiss was small and simple, your eye lids growing heavy. you could taste your bitter release on him, the unfamiliar flavor not completely unpleasant. 

“sleepy?” eren mumbled against your lips, coming back to look at you. you nodded your head, eyes catching on the key that dangled from his neck. “too bad. we aren’t done with your punishment yet.” 

you frowned, your body suddenly more awake than it was before. “huh?” you asked, sitting up as eren shifted to pull his jeans off. 

you weren’t sure what you expected when he yanked both his jeans and boxers down; you guessed you’d always thought his anger issues were compensation for something. the realization dawned on you that eren had nothing to compensate for as his cock sprung from his pants, the sheer size making your mouth water. 

a smirk crossed his face as he stepped from his jeans. “enjoying the view?” 

“what? no,” you scoffed, averting your gaze. eren crawled back over you, his bare length pressing into your stomach as his hands came up to unclasp your bra. 

“don’t be shy, this is your punishment after all,” he whispered, pulling the cups from your chest. his eyes unashamedly scanned your breasts, a smile tugging his lips as he gave them a generous squeeze. 

you tried to ignore the imprint of him on your stomach; but it was nearly impossible. you could feel the spot between your legs grow wet again, arousal already weaseling its way back into your system.

eren brought his lips to yours once again, the kisses much sloppier and desperate than before. he grunted as you shifted to lay back down, his exposed dick rubbing against your stomach. “can’t wait to be inside of you,” he mumbled against your lips. 

you whimpered at his words, his lips melding with your own while he simultaneously tugged your panties down your legs. he propped himself up with one arm, the other positioning the tip of his cock at the entrance of your already throbbing cunt. 

you took a deep breath as he slowly eased himself into you; the sheer stretch making your eyes lull back in your head. eren moved his hips slowly at first, loosening you up. he was watching your expressions; his eyelids heavy and mouth slightly agape. 

“shit, you’re so tight,” he groaned, hips starting to move faster as he gazed down at you. you swallowed, closing your eyes as he sent one particularly hard thrust, cock nearly ramming your cervix. “you good?” 

“mhm,” you responded, bringing your hands up to grab his hair. “just so big.” 

eren let out a breathy chuckle at that, eyes traveling down to your pelvis where his dick was visibly creating a bump with every thrust. he placed his hand on your stomach, pressing down as he bucked his hips violently forwards. he was so deep. 

you cried out at the feeling of his length sliding in and out of your cunt, your walls clenching around him as your hands clawed at his muscular back. 

he was filling you up so good, a moan leaving his lips as your enhanced arousal unexpectedly brought your second orgasm down, tears pricking your eyes. eren kept abusing your pussy, his thrusts growing senseless before he buried himself deep within you, releasing his load inside of your exhausted center. 

both of your breathing was labored, eren looking up at the ceiling. his face was flushed as he recovered, you laying limply beneath him trying to regain your composure yourself. 

“that felt so good,” you admitted, bringing your hand up from his back to caress his angular face. eren frowned at your words, large hand grabbing your wrist and removing it from his jawline. 

“m’not tired yet,” he said seriously, your eyes widening as he placed a chaste kiss to your lips. your fucked out face beneath him had his dick already hardening again. “m’not gonna be tired till i win.” 

he suddenly pulled up, hooking his hands under your knees and pushing your legs up by your head. the action strained your muscles, the feeling of eren’s cum dripping down your ass filling your head as he readied himself to fuck you senseless. 

he stared at your cunt; at the way his cum was oozing out of it, the abused pussy ready to take him in again. he used his fingers to catch the drip, forcing it back inside of you. the thought of filling you up all nice and pretty sent him over the edge, his hand shamelessly guiding his cock back inside of you.

eren was meaner this time; each thrust was deep and deliberate, hitting your cervix and making you cry out in pleasure. the burning sensation in your clit was overwhelming, your mouth hanging open as eren slowly fucked you stupid. 

“good, pretty girl” eren breathed out, ramming his hips into yours. “took her punishment like such a good girl.” 

you tried to nod your head, but you couldn’t move. the feeling of hot, sticky tears rolled down your face, eren’s cock deep within you almost too much to bear. he grabbed your chin, tongue swiping up your cheek as he savored the salty flavor on his tastebuds. this man and his licking. 

“tell me, did you learn your lesson?” eren grunted in your ear, hand still gripping your chin. you tried to form a sentence, fucked beyond words. “hm, use your words and i’ll let you cum.” 

one more deep thrust and his dick stopped its strokes, pausing within you. “yes... yes.” 

“yes what?” 

your tongue was heavy in your mouth, pussy all too aware of eren’s length within it. “i learned my lesson, you won.” 

he smirked, aggressively bucking his hips into your weak cunt, the action making you cry out as he rammed your cervix. the tears continued to roll down your cheeks as eren’s dick twitched, spurting the his seed into you. your third release followed his, your clit spasming from the overstimulation. 

eren heaved himself out of you, collapsing deftly onto the bed. the two of you sat in a heated silence, your face sticky from the tears. eren glanced to you, eyes trailing down your body. 

“i’ll get a rag,” he mumbled, shoving off the bed and walking into jean’s bathroom. you were beyond exhausted and knew that you’d be sore tomorrow. eren reemerged, quickly cleaning you up and handing you your shirt. 

your eyes lazily watched him as he walked over and locked the door; brain too tired to form a sentence. 

he must’ve noticed your concern. “we can sleep in here tonight; i don’t think you’re in any shape to move.” 

you carefully crawled into the sheets, not even bothering to put your shirt back on. eren followed suit, climbing in behind you. 

“night,” he whispered as he shut the bedside light off. your lids were growing heavy, a smile on your lips as you began to fall asleep. 

“night, casanova.” 

<3 <3 <3 

[petermaximoffsrealwife]

Math Homework

Tate Langdon x GN!Reader

Hi! Ok so this is the first fic I’ve ever written so please call me out on any mistakes. ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

Warnings: language, literally a word i think.

Moving into the murder house was quite the experience. Knowing it’s history it was kind of hard to accept the fact that this was your new home. Having previously Googled the house you knew that there has been multiple murders and suicides that occurred in the house. The real question was,were you next?

Tate was there when you moved in. When you picked his old room as your new one. When you came back from school and complained about the shit people. He was there for everything. It had been about two months since you had moved in and he was intrigued to say the least. The way you did part of your homework as soon as you were home, then finished it later on at one a.m. Or the way you were a deep sleeper and not even the loudest of sounds could wake you up. Or how you brushed your teeth once side at a time; or sometimes not at all. He noticed everything and finally one day grew the courage to approach you.

Sitting on your bed doing your math homework, your train of thought was interrupted by a knock on your door. “Come in.” you said thinking it was a family member, so the look of surprise on your face was evident when an attractive blonde boy came into view. Stopping what you were doing you asked, “Who are you?”

“I’m tate, your neighbor”

Ohhh a neighbor, makes sense. “Oh hey, I haven’t see you around here before sorry i haven’t introduced myself”

“Eh no worries, I rarely leave the house anyway. I’m Tate, what’s your name?” he asked fully knowing the answer.

Getting up from your bed to shake his hand you answer, “Y/n, nice to meet you Tate.”

“Pretty name for a pretty girl I see. Can I come in?”

Feeling your cheeks flush you nod yes, allowing him into your room. “Hey, mind helping me with math? I still don’t really understand quadratic equations”

“Yeah sure, lucky for you math is my specialty”

Working on your homework you realized Tate was actually a nice guy. he was respectful, helped you understand, and was good at math.

Tate was happy. He finally got to talk to you and was using his one of his best skills to help you. Watching you do random things around the house got boring at some point, so talking to you normally instead of in his head was a nice change of pace.

With the both of you working together, your homework was soon done and ready for class tomorrow.

“Hey uh thanks for helping me, you really didn’t have to.”

“Of course, i have nothing else to do anyway so why not help out like a friendly neighbor?”

You chuckled slightly and checked the time on your phone, realizing it was nearing midnight. “Wow, never realized how late it was already.”

“Shit I gotta get home, it was nice meeting you.”

“Yeah you too. See you around Tate.” he winked at you before leaving your room.

Soon after, you were cleaning up and getting ready for bed. Once you turned off the lights you got comfortable in your bed. “Huh, I guess this place isn’t as bad as they say.” Soon after you fell asleep.

And from the corner of your room someone smiled.

[theghostauth0r]

How you react to your genshin boy getting love letters.

Part I

word count: 995

G/N reader

Albedo

Albedo wouldn’t get a lot of love letters as the people of Mondstat were never close to him even if he was respected.

He would however get a few here and there from few overly romantic scholars hearing about him through rumors across Teyvat.

When he reads the love letters he will probably just dispose of it somewhere after reading and forget about it. He’s not heartless, he just doesn’t really think of it as a big deal.

You on the other hand did not like the idea that someone was writing these things to a taken man.

Albedo would have to assure you that they most likely have no knowledge of you being together.

Hearing this you thought you weren’t showing him enough attention in public so for the next few days you showed love to him as possible.

After a few days he knew something was weird and like a good man asked you about it. You told him about what was on your mind.

He cuddled you the rest of the night.

You were heading over to Albedo’s house only to barge in to him reading a letter from someone. It looks messily made with crayons but it was filled with a bunch of hearts and flowers.

“Being unfaithful already? We only started going out a few days ago.” You say startling him. “I was reading this out of politeness for its sender. Please do not worry, for my heart belongs to you.” He stated calmly, not even looking at you. This little bastard, is he trying to send me to my grave 40 years in advance?

You walk up closer to him and… look at the letter a bit more thoroughly. You see a drawing of him a very bad stick figure, another adult another poor stick figure and a little girl smiling. As you feel a vein pop in your head you shouldn’t help but assume this secret admirer wanted to have children with your lover.

You couldn’t help but feel jealous so you decide to assert your dominance. “Albedo let’s you outside for a bit!” You say as you grabbed his arm practically dragging him out. He drops the letter on the way out and remains like a brick when you drag him hand in hand through the plaza. Halfway through the walk you see Klee running towards you like a little, adorable nuclear bomb.

“Hello sister y/n! Hello brother Albedo! Did you like my letter? I drew all three of us just for you!” she says, smiling at you. Suddenly it hit you like a brick. That wasn’t some admirer, it was Klee! You stand there like a ghost and you look at Albedo. He just smirked and kissed you on the cheek. “Seeing you jealous was a bit amusing.”

Scaramouche

Does he get love letters? More often than expected.

No one would have the courage to give him the letters so instead they'd just leave it for him in front of his office.

If he saw any before you had arrived then he would just zap them into ashes and pretend they were never there.

BUT sometimes he’ll leave it there purposely just to get a reaction out of you. Why? Because he can and he feels like being a little shit that day.

You’re waking to his office to visit him and you come across a pink letter.

Do you choose to be nice and give it to him or open it before like a nosy partner?

If you choose to be nosy then you’re in for a ride. If you go in asking about it and he’ll tease you for being jealous the whole time.

If you choose to not read it he’ll open the letter and read it out to you, smirking like a cocky bastard the whole time.

“You little shit, wipe that grin off your face and stop reading that disgusting letter.” “Oh yeah? Make me or I might just leave you because of this heartwarming le-“

You ended up shoving a random ball of paper in his mouth and making a run for it.

You see a letter on your lover’s desk, it was bright pink and wide open. Looking around the room you saw not one trace of life. Deciding that there couldn’t be any harm in sneaking a peak you scanned the pink letter. “Hey, I know you probably don’t know me but I’ve been watching you for some time. Every time I see you my heart skips a beat and my eyes fill with joy. Meet me outside the cherry blossoms at dusk if you feel the same. - HT”

You suddenly realize it’s dusk right now. You wondered why Scaramouche wasn’t in his office since it’s pretty late when you realize that he might be meeting that someone. Wait no, I should have more faith in him.

For a minute you contemplated going outside or not, maybe he was just going to take a walk or something.. no matter how much you thought about it you still wanted to go. Just in case, right? You reluctantly take the letter with you and head to the cherry blossom park a step away.

“You think y/n is going to be mad?” Scaramouche says, holding in a laugh. “Y/n is going to kill us for sure!” Hu Tao says smiling. “You will have a new customer soon Director Tao, I hope you don’t mind giving me a 50% off.” Hu Tao smiles “Ah ah no worries! Your profession has a diamond grade pack since you die so easily!”.

As you walk close you see the all mighty big hat small bod’ man smiling with a girl you couldn’t recognize. You run up to them but they suddenly disappear..?

“Up here love.”

You look up and see Scaramouche with Hu Tao, both laughing at your angry face.

fanfare you’ve been pranked!

I believe in Scaramouche x Hu Tao friendship supremacy. I find that writing these stories with more platonic ends is rather funny. This is it for now, sorry I couldn’t have done more requester! Do not fear though as I will make more parts for the different boys, love you!