#10 Ways to Keep Your Heart Healthy

[ranoshfamily]

🚨Emergency🚨

Help Rana’s family toleave Gaza before it too late

Hello humanities 🤗🤗

Please read this as if I'm a member of your family . maybe your sister, daughter or a friend and as if my family who's under death now is yours.

"I am a computer Engineer and Mom for 3 children from Gaza , Rana Hassan Alabsi, with a strong ambition and perseverance. Over the past 10 years, I've worked tirelessly, I've dedicated myself to my family, working hard, planning, building my career. Despite facing challenges, I became a well-known professional engineer in Gaza.

 

Unfortunately, my life has been upside down since Oct ,Since that particular day, thousands of innocent lives have been lost in Gaza, many of innocent people lost their works and the only source of income like me.

Me and my childrens 1 of them, he is10 years old with downsyndrom and need a safer place and health care to still a live, left our home under the continuous bombardment and artillery strikes, on foot, without carrying with us our personal supplies, clothes, or Even our money, heading from Gaza to Deir al-Balah. There in Deir al-Balah we lived the most difficult days of our lives in a shelter with scarce resources, sleeping on the ground.

Without covers, without drinking a healthy water, then we moved to Khan Yunis after the intensification of the strikes and bombing, Then we moved to Rafah in the hope that we would find safety there or find a way out of Gaza to a safe place that we dream of for the future of our children,Let us live a happy, safe life for us and our children, and keep them away from all this pain, destruction, and siege, and spare them from the miserable future that will await them if the situation continues as it is in Gaza.

I come to you with a heavy heart and an urgent call for help. My family are currently caught in the war in Gaza, facing the harsh reality of an escalating crisis. The situation is dire, and I am reaching out for your support to facilitate their safe passage to Egypt. In this moment of desperation, I share the situation where it has taken a toll on their well-being.

This urgent plea is not only for their safety but also for the health of my son, who is facing serious conditions that demand immediate attention.

My family is trapped in an environment where access to necessary medical care is severely limited. The escalating crisis compounds the urgency, especially considering my son's health conditions. Time is of the essence, and we are in a race against it to get him the vital medication and care he desperately needs.

My loved childrens are in a situation beyond their control. The fear in their eyes and the desperation in their hearts are indescribable. I implore you to be a beacon of hope for them, to be the force that guides them to safety. To be honest, the journey to safety comes with a significant financial burden.

We need the money to cover practical costs of transportation, documentation, a place to stay and shelter in and other essentials required for a safe crossing to Egypt. And so that they can take care of other needs once they cross safely. As of late April the evacuation fee ranges between $8,000 and $10,000 per person, before processing and transport fees, and we will pay the higher end of the range since Hayde doesn't have passport. Me and my family asking for 50,000$ based on the following breakdown: an evacuation fee at the Egyptian border of $8,000 - $10,000 per person , $4500 - $5000 per children as each day there is a different price for evacuation fee at the Egyptian border, plus a processing fee of $2,000 per person, $2,000 for transportation, and a 2.9% commission fee.

Any amount raised beyond the total will be used to supplement me & my family lives as refugees in Egypt. Your donation, no matter how small, will make an impact. You will be contributing to getting my family to safety. The funds will be used transparently and every dollar will go towards securing our evacuation.

Please share this campaign widely to help us reach our goal and bring my family to safety. Your support means more than you can imagine and I am incredibly grateful for any assistance you can provide during this challenging time. Thank you for your compassion and generosity. Together, we can make change and help my family find the safety and security they need".

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My sweaty home before 7th oct

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[ushiwhacka]

time skip! ushijima wakatoshi + fem! reader | mdni | 772 words | established relationship, implied rough sex, creampie, pussy eating, ushi is the cutest <3

wakatoshi is dedicated to his routines. he wakes up at the same time every day (even on weekends), goes for a run along the same route, takes a cold shower, drives to practice and home again. then he cooks himself a healthy meal and eats it while watching old games. sometimes he studies opposing teams, making notes of their weaknesses, the positioning of their blockers, the way their libero moves. and sometimes he watches them looking for his own mistakes and ways to fix them. he takes another shower, always lukewarm at night, and goes to bed at 10 pm at the latest. 

his meticulous routine starts crumbling gently at first, like dust particles coming loose. when he wakes up early one weekend, just in time for his morning run, but your hands wrap around his wrist at the first movement. all sleepy and grumbly, eyes still closed shut but muttering a decisive “no.” he should be annoyed, but you look so cute sprawled out in his bed and so he thinks he can indulge you and sleep in just this once. 

once turns into twice, and then it turns into every weekend. and wakatoshi decides to let go of this one habit, especially if he gets to hear a “you’re here,” as the corners of your lips pull into a lazy smile and your arms stretch around his neck. besides, he keeps active in other ways. it’s just one small crack in the great tall dam he’s built.

but then the water comes rushing out, and you are the flood. it feels like a disaster at first, overwhelming and unfamiliar. the feeling sits heavy in his stomach. but then he finds that he doesn’t mind sitting in the water. no, he wants to drown in it. he wants every part of you - all of you - forever. 

and for the first time in his life, he needs you to want him in the very same way. and when he looks around the water is sinking into the soil, not a flood but the end of a drought. 

and for the first time in his life, wakatoshi feels almost thirty years of emptiness all at once. or rather, he feels the absence of it. and he’s bursting at the seams with this overpowering need to tell you how your presence has shifted the very foundations of his life. but he’s never been good with words, so he loves you the only way he knows - quietly - and he lets you fill all the empty spaces in his life.

what were once silent dinners are now narrated by your voice and little stories about your coworkers, what you saw on the street, vivid descriptions of your lunch. no matter how insignificant, he listens to every word and remembers every detail. his heart squeezes every time you giggle at your own jokes, most of which he doesn’t even understand. but you explain, poking your finger at his nose. every time he takes your hand and presses his lips to the inside of your wrist until he can feel the blood rushing through your veins. a gesture so intimate and gentle and loving it makes you want to dissolve into a mist so fine you could seep into his pores. 

wakatoshi fucks you with the same type of attention too. he feels every tiny detail. how soft your lips are against his skin, the way your flesh dips and molds under his bruising grip. nails digging into his scalp as he holds your thighs spread apart and laps at your leaking pussy. calloused fingers against soft flesh, claiming you. taking everything that you’ll give him. your sweet voice strained and needy. gasping at the sight of his cock, so long and thick and heavy on your tummy. pleading for him to be gentle, to go slow. moaning his name into his ear as he fills you so completely. 

eyes dark with need as presses his body so close to yours that you can’t even tell where you end and he begins. hips rutting forcefully into yours, shaping your insides into his own form. and you know you won’t be walking tomorrow. but he can’t stop himself now, and you don’t want him to. not when you’re whining so desperately and your cunt is gushing around him. not when the squelching sound that fills the room every time he buries himself into you awakes something entirely base and primal within him. greedy. panting into your mouth as he cums inside you, sharing the very air that you breathe. and he knows that he has all of you. forever.

thank you for reading! interaction is very much appreciated! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

[ribsonrepeat]

ana tips to stay as safe and healthy as possible <3

**important to note that I’m not encouraging this behavior in any way but if you’re going to persue unhealthy wl then harm reduction is important**

1) take multivitamins EVERYDAY and stay hydrated

2) if you’re down with the flu or any other sickness please increase your cal intake to aid in the recovery process

3) if you notice negative side effects like hair loss, excessive bruising, joint pain, etc take more vitamins i.e. hair, skin, and nails, joint vitamins, iron supplements

4) if you’re feeling faint/dizzy/nauseous constantly please eat something and maybe consider raising your cal intake for at least a few days

5) avoid hot temperatures, hot showers, working out, etc if you think you may faint to avoid any injuries, embarrassment, etc

6) don’t stay at a super low cal intake for extended periods of time (under 500 cals)

7) if you’re fasting and start to experience heart palpitations, dizziness, nausea, spotted vision break your fast immediately it’s not worth it

8) never NEVER dry fast!!!!!

9) avoid excessive caffeine intake it can cause headaches, nausea, heart palpitations, etc and it doesn’t curb your appetite enough to risk that

10) if you’re feeling dehydrated but feel like you cant drink more water try a hydration multiplier like liquid iv

11) make sure you’re using your cals for healthy choices at least try to eat a fruit or vegetable once a day

12) make sure you’re getting enough protein it will aid in wl while also keeping you healthy

13) don’t excessively purge or avoid it all together the health problems it causes are nothing to play around with

14) don’t abuse laxatives it fucks up your stomach badddd

15) don’t push yourself too hard the goal is to lose weight not death 😘

[lizthewriter]

mattheo riddle as different romance tropes

〉forbidden love  yep, you saw it! he's the dark lord's son and most likely a forced death eater. whether your muggleborn or a blood traitor or just someone who could be put in danger by his family, then you can't be together. it's hard for him not to fall in love with you, especially when you're making it so effortlessly easy. he hates it and he hates himself and he hates his stupid family but god, does he love you. he tries so hard to keep himself straight, to not veer off the path his family is so desperately trying to steer him on, but he confesses his love to you either in a hot, steamy, passionate kiss filled with pent up emotion or a calm, peaceful night spent in the astronomy tower, explaining to you how he feels but why you could never be together. either way, you don't care and make it work. your love is secretive, spontaneous, sweet, but tense at times. you two are so kind and loving towards each other but tend to argue about how to behave around each other in public. in the end, of course, the dark lord does not persevere and your relationship can survive out in the open, but know that the beginning of your relationship might be a bit tumultuous at first.

〉enemies to lovers / forced proximity  if anyone exemplifies this trope, it's mattheo. the hatred you two bare for each other is so angry and passionate it that it falls along the line of "i hate you so much i almost love you," and your friends can definitely see that. most likely the two of you would be complete opposites yet exactly the same all at once. you hate the parts of him that differ from you yet hate the parts that are similar even more, because you're supposed to be enemies, right? constant bickering, arguing, and glaring. this is where the forced proximity comes into play - i don't see forced proximity being a way you two fall in love without being enemies first. either your friends shove you in a closet together to hash those unresolved feelings towards one another, or it could be a seven minutes in heaven / spin the bottle scenario, detention, or you're forced to work on a school project together. either way, your love confession is either a passionate, angry, almost hateful kiss or something that's wholesome, pure, and totally unexpected. your love would be fiery and serious and the two of you often find solitude in spending time alone together late at night or early in the morning, when you can let bygones be bygones and simply let go.

〉fwb to lovers / pure and promiscuous what else did you think this would be? mattheo is a fuckboy and there's no denying it. he finds solace in sleeping around and smoking (not exactly healthy habits - don't try this at home kiddos!) you could be best friends and find that the two of you find release with each other or more of acquaintances, which would tie in with the "pure and promiscuous" love trope. with the later, i see you approaching mattheo in hopes that he might teach you how to - well, you know. whatever your motives are, he doesn't care, because you're beautiful (and he might have a corruption kink but we won't talk about that). i would think the love confession happens when you're sitting in bed - i don't think mattheo would be the one to bring it up, probably you. your love would be delicate, heart-warming, and wholesome. it may start out with benefits, but it grows to be something a lot more then just that.

[movie rec: 10 things i hate about you]

[dystopyx-blog]

with the ask about all the characters that overblot, you mentioned we’d be better off when they’re regular yanderes as opposed to overblotted yanderes—so who do you think would be the easiest and who do you think would be the worst in their regular yandere state? and do you think some of their yandere tendencies would be different pre-overblot compared to post-overblot?

gonna ramble for a second here… i am honestly not too sure with leona, vil, or idia but i kind of imagine riddle lightens up significantly after it. probably more lenient with his darling in general, but especially regarding the whole following rules thing. i see azul being a 50/50, it probably depends on your reaction. having his darling witness his overblot, aka seeing his deepest darkest insecurities, and react poorly might validate his not-so-good tendencies, i.e., blackmail, lies, manipulation, gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss. but if they react more positively, i assume he would feel more inclined to establish a relationship in a healthy… or at least in a more normal/conventional way. with jamil, i am under the belief it wouldn’t necessarily improve or worsen, it’ll just change. prior to the overblot, his methods likely follow a more sneaky approach, i’ll let you decide what that means lmao, but afterwards, he just becomes more blatant and likely won’t even attempt to hide it anymore. malleus is the only one i am almost certain will become even more difficult. the fear of losing you is still very prominent, but now he also fears hurting you again. he definitely thinks that he is the only one capable of keeping you safe, or at least he did think that, but now that delusion is… essentially shattered and he knows it’s all his fault. i don’t even know what he would do, but i just feel like it will be 10 times worse. stop i didn’t realize how much i’d yap hope you don’t mind…

mmmm, I love ramblings <3

Tbh I was already thinkin of doing a general “what kind of yandere are they?” Post, this gives me a lil head start on it, teehee.

Riddle - riddle is WORSE pre overblot! Because overblot teaches him to be less strict. So after overblot, he’s more forgiving with you, even if he wants to just keep you locked up. But pre overblot riddle is an extremely strict and possessive yandere! You are his king of hearts, therefore you must stay beside him and FOLLOW HIS RULES! No exceptions, even for his darling! Especially for his darling, you are supposed to help lead by example! He can’t stand it when you misbehave in front of the others, no matter how much he loves you. It’s only after his overblot he becomes far more lenient, and it is only after his overblot that he starts treating you with exceptions. He doesn’t want to be like his mother, after all. So he shows you proper love and affection, instead of just rules rules rules. And post overblot riddle feels so so so fucking bad for basically putting you through a speed run of what he GREW UP WITH, which gives you an extra bit of leniency, as well.

Leona - Leona is pm the same pre or post. Like at most he will try a little harder after his overblot to have you. He also will likely be more interested in you after his overblot.

Azul - Azul could very well be worse after his overblot. He watched all his contracts go up in sand. And he went from being fairly confident in himself to once again feeling pretty self conscious, as you said, he had all his insecurities on display. I imagine that after his overblot, more of his confidence is for show. He is SHAKEN after that, in a way that the others aren’t necessarily. All this greatly increases his desire to have you, and have you completely, in a way that leaves no room for doubts. He’ll find somewhere even more secure than where he kept his contracts just for you.

Jamil - I agree, I see Jamil as far more blunt. Pre overblot, tbh I imagine you’d be a secondary goal. Like he’s been waiting so long for this opportunity, he’ll deal with romance later. And/or romancing you is a goal he views as going hand in hand with his takeover—like replace Kalim, charm the girl, that’s not two steps, that’s one and a half, y’know? He’s charming you while he ruins Kalim. But after overblot, he’d probably just walk up to you, no bullshit, just “I like you. I am asking you out.” But if you reject him… well, wtf else is he supposed to do besides try to slither his way into your a heart? Oh but one way to guarantee he’s worse post overblot is if you prefer Kalim. That is the one thing absolutely un allowed.

Vil - Vil is worse after overblot. Pre overblot he honestly doesn’t think about you that much, sorry. He has competition against Niege and like a million other things on his mind. But you… you make him better. In more ways than one, even. He NEEDS you, his overblot only proves that. He is worse after overblot, because pre overblot he will give you quite a lot of freedom (as in he’ll let you go as you please, but he’s still controlling in the same way he is with pomefiore students), but after his overblot he requires you by his side 24/7 or he will freak the fuck out.

Idia - idk much about his overblot :’) Idia is one I see getting worse tho, in a similar vein to Azul.

Malleus - idk much about his overblot :’) but I very much agree with you.

[d3arapril]

modern!abby headcanons

a sfw ver because i can’t get over the fact that abby isn’t real. Goodnight

⭐️ safe for all audiences. my inbox is open! any feedback, ideas or general chat is welcome <3

abby loves loving and she loves to be loved.

she loves her friends, her family and she loves you the most. she even thinks she loves the old, kind man that ran the small bookstore she’d been visiting since she was young

having lots of people around her is super important to her, she has a big heart and even though she looks like a lion she’s really just a little baby house cat that wants to make people happy <3

she’s a bit of a people pleaser sometimes. like she goes our of her way to do things for people even if she really doesn’t want to but she’s working on it 💪🏽

loves being around you but also loves time to herself to work out, read and drool on her pillow during a particularly deep sleep without being mocked by you every morning

ABBY SLEEPS LIKE A LOG. this bitch does not move during her sleep, like you could literally scream bloody murder and she’d barely flinch. she also sleeps on her front sometimes and has her face in the pillow ??? you often wonder if she’s even alive and breathing (she is) (she has little to no trauma and jerry is alive in my world so she doesn’t get nightmares etc. i want the best for her &lt;;3)

i think she’s very particular about looking after herself/keeping clean etc and it’s a super big thing for her. although she’s fairly masc presenting don’t be fooled, shes a lil girly girl deep deep down

her hair is long and healthy because she never uses heat and uses hair masks, she looks after her skin and uses the ordinary products (they work for her ok!), she exfoliates and shaves her legs frequently bc she feels like they look more muscular when they’re smooth and she enjoys feeling like a dolphin

she’s always got her hair in that damn braid and you try convince her to do other styles but she basically refuses

“you don’t like it?” she’s whining, faking it of course - she knows you like it. “no abs i love it, just wish you’d wear your hair down more. suits you”

“well that’s reserved for only you, babe” the soft kiss she presses to your temple and the brush of her hands against your hips makes you want to braid her hair forever until your fingers seize up

i feel like abby doesn’t have much of a dress sense lmao like girl just wears plain clothes and calls it a day. basically how she dresses in game but just less dirty and more kind of.. modern and put together. not the ugly brown boots tho ❌

she wears doc marten boots and adidas sambas. has 3 different pairs of sambas actually

prefers alcohol over drugs. she likes to get drunk in moderation and she can sink so much tequila (she blames manny and nora and says they are bad influences… abby is the one pouring the shots🙄) and she becomes a lot louder and clingy when she’s drunk and thinks she can dance. she can’t.

i kind of mentioned this in my nsfw hc’s but abby probably has an old like iphone 5c or something cos she doesn’t really care about upgrading it

girl hates video games so she probably isn’t big on tech in general. as long as she can call and text she doesn’t care too much

“you may as well just get a nokia, abby..” “what am i? a drug dealer? 🙄”

sticking to the theme, abby doesn’t really use social media that much. she refused to download tiktok because she didn’t want to fall into the trap of endless scrolling (she fell into said trap approx 20 minutes after downloading the app. now it’s “babe have you seen what i sent you yet?” every 10 minutes)

doesn’t care about/keep up with trends etc, confused when u ask her about the roman empire

“i mean, i’ve read about it? what kind of question is that??”

does have a burner instagram acc that she follows u and a few of her closest friends on (not mel)

also uses snapchat every so often to send u gym pics and u get excited thinking it’ll be a mirror pic of her flexing or something but instead it’s just an extreme close up of her sweaty ass red face with the caption ‘Help 🫠’

has an album in her photos called ‘Progress’ where she tracks her gains 🥰 its ur fav and u ask to look at the pics all the time 🥰 shes ur big muscly baby 🥰

abs can get a lil bit hot headed and irate sometimes so u argue every now and then but it’s never anything major, and she always buys u flowers and grovels until you’ve made up anyways

she usually just goes to the gym if she’s feeling some type of way and works out until she’s on the verge of passing out to make her feel better (you told her that she should deal with her anger better. she told you that she know’s what she’s doing…)

calls you babe but that’s kinda it, also likes to be called babe

likes to give u massages and run you a bath… and then gets in the bath with u and takes up basically all of the space

when u went on ur first holiday together she had to use the sicky bag on the plane bc of her fear of heights :(

she’s getting better now tho, just squeezes her eyes shut and holds your hand until the bones almost break… she then falls asleep for basically the entire flight and drools onto her neck pillow lol

refuses to watch anything but american dad at bedtime bc she really enjoys it for some reason

she looks after you with all she has and would go to the end of the earth for you if she could. there’s no one else like her

[intuitively-her]

Compliments you receive behind your back

Pile 1-(The Tower, 8 of swords, Judgement, The Magician, 4 of wands, Knight of pentacles, Ace of pentacles, Ace of wands)

People really admire your ability to put the pieces back together after a shitty situation. You've been on a long adventure of self-discovery and it's served you very well. You have a good judge of character as well. I think past situations have helped build your discernment. Therefore, you rarely ever get caught up in bs anymore. People really admire how sweet and supportive you are. There's something very cheerful about you. You tend to be the happiest in the room lol. You may travel a lot. You could've traveled abroad recently or are planning to. People love how you go under the radar at times and then suddenly pop out with something new. Your aesthetic is heavily admired, especially the way you dress. Even down to your mannerisms and the way you talk. People really like you. You have a hardworking and responsible nature. You won't let yourself or those you care for fail. You turn lemons into lemonade! People love how you can manifest prosperity and new beginnings. It makes them think, "If pile 1 can do it, I can too!" You're an idol babe.🌟

*channeled song: Barbie girl by aqua

*daily affirmations: Today I am mindful. Today I know deep in my heart and soul that happiness and self-worth are within me. Today I trust myself. Today I know that I will make the right decisions to maintain a happy and healthy life.

Pile 2-(Ace of cups, 2 of swords rx, 5 of wands rx, 3 of wands, The Hermit, 6 of cups rx, 10 of swords rx, The Star, 6 of wands rx)

People admire how expressive you are with your emotions. You may be really good with kids, or people really love your childish nature. Your fairness is very admired. I feel like you don't like to take sides in situations. You try to see everything from multiple perspectives. You have this innate ability to ease conflict and brighten the mood. Someone here could be an alchemist. You're so self-sacrificial to others. People really admire your ability to self-reflect and right your wrongs. You really make an effort to change. You may have been forced to grow up fast. This is inspiring to the ones that know your story. You have transformed into someone unrecognizable. You remain humble even though you're in the spotlight. Like you know you have eyes on you but you don't let it go to your head.

*daily affirmation: Today I am healthy. Today my mind, heart, and soul are one healthy being.

Pile 3-(The Empress, Queen of pentacles, Temperance, The World, Strength, 10 of cups, The Moon rx, 5 of wands, Queen of wands rx, 7 of cups)

People really admire your motherly qualities. Someone here could be a mother. If so, people think you're an amazing mom. It's like you would give your child/children the world if you could. For someone specific, people really love your cooking. Your presence is just so healing. You take pride in keeping your family stable and people really admire that. You're very big on family in general. You're very protective over your family and will go to war for anyone you care about. I keep hearing "mama bear". Your honesty is something that is very admired by your friends/family. People admire how patient you are with life in general. You may have been through lessons that taught you how precious time is and not to take people/things for granted. You have great optimism. Your vulnerability is admired as well. Others can tell that you're not scared to let your guard down to those closest to you. Your beauty is heavily admired as well. I heard "one of a kind". People admire how you have others that are jealous or mad at what you do. It's kinda like "ouuu pile 3 has fans"👀

*daily affirmations: Today I am flexible. Today I adapt to changes in my life with an open mind and a positive outlook. Today I have faith. Today I have faith and truly believe that anything is possible.

Pile 4-(Page of swords rx, 5 of swords, 4 of swords, 5 of pentacles, 2 of pentacles, Knight of wands, Ace of wands, The Magician, The Sun, The Lovers rx)

People admire your ability to sniff out the bad in people/situations. You've probably saved others from unfavorable situations. You may like to fight fire with fire in some situations. People really admire your bold and fiery personality. You have a warrior type of energy. It makes me think of Rosie the Riveter. People love how you take care of yourself while still juggling so many responsibilities. You may be in a position where you're closed off to love rn to be more focused on self and what you love most. People wish they could be like that. A lot of people look up to you and want to follow your ideas/what you believe in. People see how much balance you have. Your life is like a beautiful chaos and you handle it so freaking well. It's really admired how you put time into your family and take care of them. This pile gives me rich auntie vibes lol. You really inspire others to do better.

*daily affirmation: Today I will not give in. Today I will not allow negative thoughts or feelings to prevent me from achieving happiness.

[just-a-creep-babe]

A Demon’s Ache — Part 16

Eyeless Jack x Reader

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The work is slow and tedious

Most of it consists of waiting things out

They have to wait for instructions, wait for their target to make a move, wait for the days to pass and the nights to come

Jack’s main priority is hunting

The target hardly leaves any traces behind, but with Jack’s tracking abilities, it’s nearly impossible for them to get away

It takes a few days, but they eventually get to the point where the target has exhausted all other options, and they’re essentially cornered

Jack’s antsy for this whole mission to be over with already, and he can tell by the way Toby’s losing focus that he’s also growing tired of it

Both want to confront the target, put an end to things one way or another, but they get word that under no circumstance are they to engage

Which brings both the demon and the human back to square one—back to playing the waiting game

The lack of stimulation doesn’t help keep his mind off of you

You’re what his thoughts naturally default to, and while he realizes it’s not healthy, he just can’t help it

Between his instincts wanting to claim you as his mate, the memory of your body in his hands, and his sheer unbridled infatuation with you, you make him so utterly weak

Over a week into the mission, the demon finds himself in bed, his hand propped up behind his head as he stares up at the ceiling

Toby’s in the next bed over, catching up on some lost sleep, but Jack doesn’t feel the need to rest, and they’ve been told to wait things out, so there’s not much he can do except just… lie there

With a sigh, he reaches for his phone on the nightstand

He puts his passcode in, lowers the brightness as dim as it goes, then taps and swipes at his screen in hopes of finding some kind of distraction

Before he knows it, he ends up in his messages, looking at none other than his conversation beneath your contact name

Reading back some of the things you said to him brings back a flood of memories, and he finds himself cracking a smile

How’re you always so charming?

He thumb hovers over the text box, but he hesitates

He thinks back to your last interaction, and then, with a sigh, he closes his phone and rests it on his chest

The ceiling is dark, the room is bleak with its lacklustre decorations, and he feels entirely alone

He plays with his bottom lip between sharp teeth, weighing his options

After a minor internal debate, he opens his phone once more, returns to your messages, and presses on the text box

The keyboard pops up, and he stares at it for a few seconds

But then he shakes his head, puts his phone back down, and tries to ignore the temptation of texting you

Except it doesn’t take long before he picks his phone back up again

Why can’t he make up his damn mind?

He types out a few words, trying to sound casual, and then he rereads what he wrote as his thumb hovers over the send button

No, that doesn’t sound light-hearted enough

He erases everything, tries to type something else out, then deletes that too

He writes out a “hey” nearly pressing send, but with a sigh, he erases it all over again

He doesn’t know what to do

He wants to reach out to you, but he’s already on such thin ice after that last interaction

You’re going to think he’s so clingy, so pathetic

But fuck, he misses you

Pursing his lips, he realizes he just needs to suck it up, and puts his phone down yet again

The seconds tick by, stretching out into slow, long minutes, and with another sigh, he reopens his messages

He doesn’t plan on writing anything, he just intends on reading through your chat history again

But then his heart nearly jumps when he sees those three familiar dots on your end of the conversation

You’re texting him?

He looks to the top of the screen, 1:03 AM, and then his mind is a frantic mess trying to figure out why you’re texting him in the middle of the night like this

Did something happen with Jeff? Did you see his failed attempts at texting you, and now you wanna tell him to back off? Are you about to say you want absolutely nothing to do with him anymore?

He swallows thickly, keeping his thumb as far away from the text box as possible—just so that you don’t see him creeping on your contact

It feels like one panic-induced eternity later when the dots finally disappear, and in the brief milliseconds when your message doesn’t show up, he’s both relieved and disappointed, thinking you’ve decided not to text or confront him

But then the picture loads in

You’re in a set of lingerie he’s never seen before, the colour of the delicate lace a perfect compliment to your skin tone, and you’re kneeling on the bed with a pillow between your thighs

Even in the dim lighting, he can see the obvious evidence of your arousal on your panties, even soaking onto the pillow

He never thought he’d get jealous of a fucking pillow, of all things

You’re holding up your phone with both hands, the angle pointed down so that he has a nice eyeful of your cleavage

And be can’t see the top part of your face, but he can see your gorgeous lips, parted and swollen, like you’ve been biting at them, and he’s reminded of how plush and soft they feel against his own

Without thinking, he groans out loud

He immediately feels his dick start to harden in his pyjama pants

He’s still taking it all in when the three dots pop up again

Thinking of you

Fuck

He takes in a sharp breath through his nose

And then he hears Toby mumble something, and in a panic, he slams his phone down onto his chest, screen facing down, and tries to act natural

Crap

A second goes by, followed by another, and another one after that

He strains his hearing for another sound, but all he hears is the proxy’s deep, steady breathing

He quietly releases the air he was holding in

As inconspicuously as possible, he reopens his phone, trying to tilt it as far from Toby’s line of vision just in case

My god, you’re gorgeous

He’s practically salivating at the photo

And that fucking text you sent him afterwards

Would it be wrong for him to save that picture to his phone?

He thinks about it for a second, and then it’s like he just can’t resist clicking on it and saving it—for his eyes only

He takes a moment to savour every detail of your body; every curve, every angle, every beauty mark, stretch mark and every single flaw that makes it so perfect—so wonderfully you

Fuck, he wants to wreck you

He can just imagine you riding that pillow, rolling your hips against it, trying to satisfy your aching clit

He can imagine you moaning all breathlessly as you reach up to toy with your nipples, trying to get as much stimulation as you possibly can

Are you touching yourself right now?

Are you doing it to the thought of him?

What a filthy, filthy girl, he thinks

Subconsciously, he reaches all the way down to the bulge in his pyjamas

And, as if acting on its own accord, his hand starts palming himself to the sight of you

He tries to keep his breathing neutral, tries to be as discreet as possible because Toby’s right fucking next to him

But my god, how can he resist touching himself to such a lewd photo of you?

He tries to match the pace he imagines you’re going at, rolling his hand over his bulge as if it were you on top of him instead

He almost loses himself to his fantasy, to the thought of all the dirty, filthy things he wants to do to you

Until he sees the three dots pop up, linger for a second or two, and then vanish once more

Shit

He’s keeping you waiting on an answer

What if you think he’s not interested?

He racks his brain trying to think of a reply, the seconds ticking down making him increasingly nervous until he eventually decides fuck it

A quick glance next to him shows no sign of Toby being awake

So, as sneakily as possible, he frees his length pressing up against his boxers, slips his phone beneath the sheets, and snaps a picture

He winces as the flash goes off

Fuck fuck fuck

Good god it’ll be nothing short of a miracle if Toby doesn’t notice any of this

He strains to hear the proxy’s breathing again, and although it’s concerning how light it is, there’s really not much Jack can do about it at this point

He slowly brings his phone back up, checks that the photo looks decent enough, then hits send

Look at what you do to me, he types

He doesn’t have to wait long for your reply to come in

I need you

I want to feel you inside me

He hisses in another sharp breath of air, his dick throbbing for attention beneath the sheets

He wastes no time stroking his stiff length, trying to be as discreet as possible, but he’s getting so riled up at the thought of you wanting him that he hardly even cares if Toby notices at this point

With one hand busy, the other tries to fumble out a reply on the keyboard, but before he can hit send on the depraved text, you send him something else

A video

His abdomen clenches at the preview, heat pooling to his groin like his body’s on fire

He hits play, and sound immediately plays out from his phone

“Shit,” he hisses a quiet curse beneath his breath, spamming the volume button to mute the video as quickly as possible, and then he’s utterly transfixed by the show you’ve put on for him

Your thighs look so soft, so perfectly smooth as you grind back and forth on the pillow

Your free hand trails up and down your form, tempting him, teasing him, and all he can imagine is how good he could make you feel if that was him touching you right now

Your touch moves up to the lacy bralette of the lingerie set, and there, you give the fat of your chest a playful squeeze before pulling at your nipple

Lips falling open like that, he can only imagine the sounds you’re making—and it’s driving him wild

Your hips stutter briefly in their movement as you toy with your nipples

And then, still teasing him, you slowly lower the fabric over your chest to reveal your tits to him

It’s almost too much

As embarrassing as it is to admit it, he nearly jizzes himself right then and there—with Toby just a few feet away from him

He can’t take this—he needs to hear the sounds you’re making

Pausing the video, he shimmies the band of his pyjamas up his hard erection, then gets out of the bed and, as inconspicuously as possible, he makes his way to the bathroom

The door locks behind him with a firm click

He knows if it wakes Toby up, he’ll be very suspicious about the whole thing, but Jack doesn’t want to risk him hearing anything, so he turns the shower on

The running water is enough to conceal the sound of the video is he plays it just low enough for him to hear

And, surely enough, your moans are divine

The way you work your body against the pillow, the way you whimper and mewl as you touch yourself, occasionally begging to feel him—you’re just as mouthwatering as always

The video comes to an end much too quickly

He’s left in the bathroom, panting as he desperately ruts himself into his fist

Do you even know the effect you have on him?

He thrusts his hips forwards as if it was you on the end of his cock and not just his hand

He imagines bending you over the sink, fucking into you from behind as he yanks your hair back, forcing you to look at yourself getting absolutely wrecked by the demon

The mental image has him snarling, and he’s not so certain the water’s enough to conceal his sounds anymore

But god, he really, really doesn’t care by this point

Still jerking his length into his fist, he types out a mess of filthy nothings

I’m going to ruin you the very next chance I get

I’m going to fuck you senseless, make you all mine

He scrolls up, replays the video, and imagine shoving your head down into that pillow, ass up and exposed to him, all for him to abuse however he pleases

He throws his head back with a low groan, utterly obsessed with the way you touch yourself

Your answer’s nearly immediately and he can only assume you’re just about as desperate as he is right now

Jack, please, I need you so badly

Feel so empty without you

He snarls, losing control of his hips pumping his twitching cock into his hold

I’m gonna mark you, breed you

I’m gonna fill you with as much cum as I can fit inside that perfect little cunt

He doesn’t know if he’s being too forwards

He just can’t contain himself

If it wasn’t for Toby in the other room, he’d call you right now just to hear your little whimpers, just to be able to describe in exact vivid detail what he wants to do to you

M so close, Jack, need you to fill me up

He can practically imagine your body shaking right now, your thighs all slick and messy as your cunt spasms on the verge of your orgasm

Good girl

Cum for me

Be a good little slut and cum for your master

It’s like he can almost hear you orgasm—that beautifully melodic sound he fucking adores so much

It reminds him of all the times he’s had his face buried between your thighs, the way you squirm beneath him, the way you pull at his hair, your taste, your smell—everything about you

You’re worse than any drug on earth

He snaps his hips all the way forward, his dick throbbing, and thinking about you cuming against his mouth is enough to push him over the edge

He bites into his palm as he cums, sharp teeth piercing through his own skin, but the pain and the taste of blood somehow only intensifies his own orgasm

Cum spurts out of his twitching cock, coating his fist, making a mess on the poor bathroom floor in front of him, but he’s too lost in the euphoria to care

He imagines ejaculating on you instead—your thighs, your tits, your face—and then he thinks about how fucking good it feels when you’re milking him with your cunt, and it all has him shuddering in the aftershock of his orgasm

Once his high dies down, he’s panting, the shower still running, and it’s ironically convenient that he can now clean up so easily

One last text comes through, and it’s a picture of your hand, your fingers spread apart to show the slick webbing clinging to your skin

He bites back another snarl

Filthy, filthy girl

He snaps one final pic of himself, showing his own mess you caused him to make

He’s about to start cleaning up when, much to his absolute horror, he hears a knock at the door

“Hey, y-you almost done in there? I gotta—I gotta take a piss, dude”

[electrosair]

Jealous headcanons hydro + geo + electro ver.

english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes

characters: ayato + childe + albedo + gorou + itto + zhongli + cyno

word count: 1k

Ayato

how jealous is he from 1 to 10?

5/10 Normally he will keep his comments to himself, but just by the looks he gives people who approach to you, it's clear that he's not happy at all.

how possessive is he from 1 to 10?

7/10 The type that gives you jewelry for you to show off. Maybe with details that only he knows, for example his initials on the side, and he won't tell you because all he wants is for you to wear it and for the rest to know that you are his partner.

what is he most jealous of?

People who come up to you with the excuse of wanting to talk to him, businessmen or his servants who are clearly not looking for anything about Ayato because they could have talked to him instead of you. It upsets him, and we all know what he does when someone troubles him.

Childe

how jealous is he from 1 to 10?

7/10 He would try to hide his jealousy with you by making jokes or laughing at things, he would overthink it even if it wasn't for anything in particular. What is the need for you to do other things with different people and why don't you want to do it with him?

how possessive is he from 1 to 10?

8/10 He would manipulate you with 'rewards', for example, if he wants you to stay longer with him and you say no, he will offer to take you shopping or to a restaurant. At least one of his hands around you because he wants the rest to see you together.

what is he most jealous of?

It's healthy jealousy because he'd be having a good time too, but sometimes he needs you all to himself. When you've been with his family for a long time and you end up wanting to stay more but, oh wrong, you neglect him too much of it.

Albedo

how jealous is he from 1 to 10?

5/10 He wouldn't say anything about how he feels about it because he knows his time is limited and would rather trust you and have a good time than end up arguing over an insecurity or thought of his own.

how possessive is he from 1 to 10?

2/10 Sometime he may come to think of it, but he would never attempt any such behavior in the end. If one day he feels especially bad about you hanging out with other people the most he will do is ask you to go see him and spend time together, at least that way he knows you are near him.

what is he most jealous of?

In short, he misses you too much when he locks himself up alone to do his own stuff. So when you come in and all you tell him about are the things you've done and enjoyed outside with someone else, he can't help but feel the pang in his heart.

Gorou

how jealous is he from 1 to 10?

8/10 He is ashamed to complain to you or simply bring up the subject, he will suppress jealousy as best he can. And if by any chance he can't, he is not explosive or angry, on the contrary, he wants cuddles while he is sad.

how possessive is he from 1 to 10?

3/10 He doesn't like to control what you do or with whom, even if you don't tell him. He would only stand in the way of something if there's one thing inside him that tells him you're going to be in danger.

what is he most jealous of?

Seeing you walking with somebody new and you come back tired after a long day, it's not much, but knowing that your energies for the day have already been spent and that if you're like this it's because it's either been horrible or the best day of your life kinda hurts him.

Itto

how jealous is he from 1 to 10?

4/10 As much fun as he would have joking about getting jealous and creating a scene or anything like that, he wouldn't be able to. Plus he'd rather have you tell the person talking to you that you're not interested than him intervening.

how possessive is he from 1 to 10?

9/10 Pouting when you say no to anything, how can you even think of saying no to him? He will try to stay close to you for as long as he can, as close as he can, because even if he doesn't say anything, he knows that just by being glued to you, the others won't get close.

what is he most jealous of?

The few times when you don't pay enough attention to him throughout the day, or when he has his little spats with the Inazuma toddlers and you give them the thumbs up. He doesn't get it, he's more important to you than those kids, isn't he?

Zhongli

how jealous is he from 1 to 10?

5/10 He may be a little more used to it by now, but he finds it odd that you have needs to spend time with different people. He is an archon, you shouldn't need anything else, right? Anyway, he just finds it weird, it's not a nice feeling for him.

how possessive is he from 1 to 10?

5/10 As much as he also wants you to have your space so you can do your own thing, he can't help but want to have you accessible. You can't blame him either, he's just too accustomed to the god treatment.

what is he most jealous of?

He has too many impressive stories to tell you for you to show up at the door one day and talk to him about someone else's. After listening to you, he'd have you all night with tea and talking about what he did.

Cyno

how jealous is he from 1 to 10?

4/10 Rare are the times when he has become really jealous, but when it happens, the person trying something with you can forget about having a good day. And they better not be disrespecting you, because he won't hesitate to judge them on his own.

how possessive is he from 1 to 10?

5/10 You could say that the two things go hand in hand, when he feels someone's gaze on you or his jealousy start to boil is when he won't let you go for a second. He will keep you close to him, behind him if necessary.

what is he most jealous of?

If whoever dares to threaten him with you because of his job, he is not going to think twice before acting. He doesn't want to hear your name come out of someone else's lips or read it written in a different ink than the one he might use.

[madamechrissy]

♡ Time after Time ♡

♡ ♡ Pairings ♡ ♡ CEO! Satoru Gojo x Fem Reader

♡ ♡ Warnings ♡ ♡ MDNI- explicit sex, pregnancy sex, cunnilingus, daddy kink, dirty talk, blow jobs, public sex

♡ ♡ Summary ♡ ♡ Gojo Satoru is your boss And you've been his head assistant for over two years now. You do everything for him, including and not limited to cleaning his messes, picking out his clothes, and writing his speeches. Sixteen hour days... night calls... You are tired of being overworked and at his beck and call. You decide you are going to put in your two weeks notice. He is shocked, and wants to try to keep you, because you're the best. But you know better. Right? . You really wanna fucking quit. You also wanna fuck him. Also, fuck him.

A/N (Kinda has 'two weeks notice' vibes a bit! No use of y/n.) Finished fic

Epilogue I - Masterlist

Epilogue II

You tremble as they squeeze that cold goo on your tummy, looking up at Satoru, who’s holding your hand tight, eyes wide on the screen that didn’t even show anything yet. You giggle a bit at his pretty blue eyes locked on it, on the set of his jaw, so tight, at his pretty damn face above you.

You feel so emotional, tears prick your eyes. The past couple weeks you’ve just been a mix of sick, horny and emotional, along with achy nipples. You’ve bitten your nails to nubs with anxiety too, of what may be going on unknown with the pregnancy, if it would be healthy… if…

“All right, let’s have a look.” The sonographer interrupts your reverie, moving the wand around your tummy, and searching for the perfect angle. After a few tense moments of that, you hear it, faint.

A heartbeat?

Tears spring to your eyes as you hear it steadily thrumming on the monitor, seeing the little rhythm on the screen of your baby. Your baby. The sonographer points to the screen then, and Satoru leans closer, hand going on upper tummy then, looking at it in wonder, then down at you.

“Our baby.” He says softly, that usually sure and conceited voice just full of love and wonder now, his blue eyes glistening with the same emotion. You feel your chest shaking, tears running down your face.

“Our baby.” You repeat those words, in wonder.

“You can see it, right there.” The lady says, a smile in her voice, and you both look at the little screen then, breath held.

“Holy fuck, a baby Gojo.” Satoru says, in wonder, and you giggle then, clutching his hand tightly.

The sonographer continues taking the pictures she needs to, moving the probe this way and that, and you can’t help but be fucking ecstatic, to think about life inside of you, life that you and Satoru made. The sonographer finishes up, and starts to clean your tummy then, but Satoru takes the rags from her.

“I got it, doc.” He winks, and the lady blushes. You roll your eyes with a little giggle.

“I’ll be back with those pictures.”

As she leaves, Satoru leans down to kiss your lips, sensual as fuck even in this little doctor office, his hand still on your belly cleaning it softly. Both of your eyes meet each other, and you feel a sob start to wrack your chest, gently reaching up to grab his pretty face in your hands.

“You’re going to be a whole fucking daddy, Satoru Gojo.” You whisper, voice shaking, and he looks up at you, that smirk on his face, the one that says he’s up for anything, that says he’s going to love you and this baby no matter what.

“I’m going to be the best one, too, you know it too, brat.” You giggle, nodding as he sits you up, gently putting your shirt down, kissing you deeply, pulling you tightly against his chest. “Fucking love you.”

“I love you, Satoru.” You kiss over and over, in your own little world it feels like, until the sonographer comes in after a moment, and she looks at the screen too, nodding.

“Everything looks great you all. The heart rate is good, the baby seems healthy so far. You’re about 10 weeks along, so you can expect to start showing soon. You’re clear to go home now, but remember to keep taking your prenatal vitamins and come back for your next appointment in a month. Congratulations, you two!” She says, smiling warmly.

You both stand up, Satoru helping you, and he takes the pictures that she hands him, and you struggle not to fucking cry again as you look at the black and white images of the little baby in you. Satoru helps you get dressed, putting on your blazer over your shoulders gently, then he’s picking you up, you’re dangling off the floor in his fucking arms.

“Satoru…” You whisper, kissing him over and over. “I am so happy, I was so worried I…”

“I’m here, baby girl.” He murmurs, easing you down, and you both peer down at the little peanut on the screen. “Do you think it’ll be a boy or girl?”

“Ooh I don’t know!” You put your hand on your tummy, sighing. “I kinda feel like it’s gonna be a girl? But it’s too early to know.”

“Next ultrasound she said, right?” You nod, smiling, holding his face between your hands as he looks down at you.

“I am good with either. What do you want, Satoru?”

He caresses your face with the back of his hands. “A little girl, a bratty bossy one just like her mom.”

You bury your face against his chest, and he holds you so fucking tight in those strong arms. “Fuck, Satoru… I’ll never stop crying if you say shit like that.”

“Aw, cry baby.” You shove him a bit, giggling. “Are we telling everyone today? Only mom and Geto know so far.”

“Yeah, I think I’m ready.” You lean up, pulling him down for a kiss, moaning into his soft lips. “Let’s do it.”

***

“Hello beautiful!” Nanami’s girlfriend greets you first at the office.

“Hello, gorgeous! I missed you!” You say softly to her, and you kiss her cheek, and Gojo pouts at her.

“Why don’t I get a ‘hi beautiful’? Am I not pretty too?” She snorts at that, and you shoves at him, but she gives Gojo a hug too.

“It’s good to see you too, Gojo!” He pats her head, kissing it, like some big brother, you notice. It’s really fucking cute, you already love their dynamic.

“That’s better. Now.” He eases back, grinning at you all, and you looks nervously up at him, then you pull the precious picture out of your purse that’s on your desk, the picture of your fucking baby. Holy fuck.

Your hands are trembling like crazy. Gojo holds your hand gently, looking down at you with such love in his eyes that you almost fucking faint at it all. How have you gotten so lucky?

“You got this baby girl?” He murmurs softly, and you nod, holding his hand, kissing it and exhaling. It reassures you. 

Then, you hold the little picture out, your hands shaking so bad Gojo has to just hold it out for you, and they all gasp when they realize what it is. A black and white ultrasound with the tiniest little peanut, your little baby. You and Satoru are having a little baby, it’s still so insane.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!” Shoko’s jumping up and down, hugging you tightly, you hug her back, crying softly into her neck. You look up to see Suguru is tearing up just a bit, wiping his eyes.

“I already knew. But… this is so awesome.” He holds the little picture and looks at it, grinning. “I’m a whole godfather.”

“You are! A daddy like me hmm.” Gojo nudges Geto, and they hug each other, big tight hugs, smacking each other’s backs. Everyone in the office is so excited, all gushing, and they all come up to you. Soon, Nanami and his girlfriend come up to you as well, and you grin at them.

“I’m so, so excited for you two.” You feel tears as Satoru wraps his arm around you, hugging you so close. Nanami’s girlfriend takes your hand, and you smile down at her tremulously, tears in your eyes.

“I’m so excited too. And so nervous!” You hold your tummy, still flat, and Gojo puts his hand on it, so big and warm.

“You’ll be a great mom.” Nanami says softly, and you can’t take it, you just start crying then, hugging him too.

“Thank you, Nanami. Really.” You swipe tears off your face, so touched. “I couldn’t be any happier.”

“You’ll be Uncle Kento.” Gojo teases him, but Nanami just smiles at the two of you, hugging his girlfriend’s arms, and you’re so happy to see him this way, so comfortable, so himself. And his pretty girl just beaming next to him..

“I’ll be more than happy to be.”

“Am I an aunt now?” She teases, with a grin.

“Fuck yeah. See they’ll have all of them as family too.” Gojo murmurs to you, kissing your temple.

Fuck, that breaks you.

Satoru knows how much you worry about a lack of family on your own, but as you look at Shoko, Nanami, his girl, and Geto, you realize how much family you have right here in Kamo Tower. Family that is so happy for you, that loves you both, and it’s a family you both have made.

Tears fall from your lashes as Gojo looks back at the love birds. “You’re gonna be a mommy soon judging by this.” Gojo smirks as he pokes at Nanami’s collar. “Where’s the cheetah tie Kento?”

Kento’s eyes widen, he reaches up for it, then curses. “Well shit.”

Everyone laughs at them, you just grin, seeing Nanami’s girl is bright red, covering her face. “Oh… we… hmmm…”

“Mmhmm. Next thing you’ll be having a baby. And Geto… when are we meeting this island babe?”

Geto sighs, rubbing his face. “It’s a little complicated… but you will.”

“Better! That will pair almost all of us up. Shoko’s a lesbian so.”

“I’ll fuck you up, Satoru.” She smacks at him then, chasing him around the office. Nanami takes his girl’s hand in his, kissing the back of it softly, and you watch the two with a soft smile.

“Bring her to work more often, Kento.” You say with a little wink, before Gojo snatches your hand up, running you to the office.

He shuts the door behind you two, clicking the blinds shut with a wicked smirk, and you feel your entire body heating up at his gaze, clinging to his business jacket with sweaty little hands that had been clutching him so much lately. As you’re sick, as you’re upset, as you desperately want him. And Satoru always lets you, lets you grip him anywhere with your hands.

“You’re fucking glowing, baby girl.” He whispers softly, and you tremble as he brushes his hands down your body slowly, then he’s picking you up, carrying over by his desk, sitting you on it.

“Satoru…” You murmur, head falling back with his kisses, gasping when he bites you hard with those damn fangs. “Sat… Toruu…”

“You taste so fucking good, baby girl.” He growls those goddamn words, as only Satoru could, and now his hands move down your body, one going to the blazer you wore, and you lift it up, eagerly letting him peek at your belly, which barely had a little bump to it. His eyes shine with love as he kisses it, pressing his forehead to your stomach.

“Hello, baby Gojo.” He whispers, and you can’t believe it, it’s so surreal, so amazing, you feel your tears falling on his silky white hair, and he looks up at you then, tearing you fucking heart apart how much love you feel.

“I can’t fucking wait, Satoru. I can’t wait.” You touch your tummy too, hand shaking, as the only sounds in the office turn to your kisses, your breathing, the little moans in the back of your throat. “Gonna be the best dad.”

“Fuck yes I am.” You giggle at that, he leans back, brushing the tears from your eyes, grinning at you. “You’re gonna be such a good mom. Fuck, you’re gonna be a whole MILF.”

You snort at that, and kiss him again, your hands tangling in his hair. “I love you so much, Satoru.”

“I love you so much baby girl.” He whispers, his hands sliding to the buttons of your shirt, undoing them, sliding the shirt down, revealing a bra your tits already are popping out of. “Fuck, these tits.”

He kisses down them, yanking the lace of one of the cups down, sucking the sensitive nipple in his mouth. You shut your mouth with your hands, grinding your cunt on the desk, craving the fucking friction, as your other hand grips in his soft hair, tightly, arching you back for more.

“They’re so full right now.” He murmurs, and you whimper, he finds the other nipple, sucking on it now.

“They’re too sensitive fuck.” He just moans, then looks up at you, his gaze heated, eyes dilated, lids fucking hooded. And those full lips, parted, as his hand slides down your tummy, making you shiver in pleasure.

“I need you, baby girl.” He says huskily, and you just nod, as he slides up your skirt then, moaning when he finds your panties, light blue like his goddamn eyes. “Did you buy these for me baby?”

“Of course I did. I gotta keep sexy, I’ll be huge soon.” He scoffs, rolling his eyes, reaching his hand down to find you, soaking wet.

“You’ll be beautiful.” You feel it, you feel like he will always find you beautiful, it’s how Satoru makes you feel.

You whine when he stands up suddenly, but he just smirks, turning you around to face the desk, pushing you down so that your bared breasts hit the cold wood, and you gasp, looking back at him over your shoulder, watching as he kneels behind you, spreading your legs wider.

He pulls down your light blue underwear, and you shiver, feeling his hot breath on your skin, and then, oh fuck, his tongue is there, licking deep between your puffy lips, in a delicious swipe up your cunt and even further to your little ass hole. You moan, arching your back, feeling so exposed, so vulnerable, but so fucking turned on. You lean your cheek against the desk while he spreads your ass cheeks.

“Every bit of you tastes so fucking good, little brat.” He huffs, burying his nose and lips against your cunt, inhaling, sliding back up and licking every goddamn inch of you.

“Toru… fuckingfuck…” You can’t manage words, as sensitive as you are, as good as he knows your goddamn body, as bad as you crave him.

Satoru’s talented tongue slides over your clit, and you jerk, a little whine escaping your throat. You’re so sensitive lately, and it’s like he knows exactly how to make you feel so good, so fucking amazing, and you can’t help but let out a little sigh of pleasure. His hands hold your hips down, keeping you in place as he licks and kisses and sucks, and you’re just a mess for him.

You feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, and his tongue goes deeper, and it’s like he’s worshiping you, like he’s telling you without words how much he loves you, how much he wants this baby, how much he wants you. And oh fuck, it’s too much, it’s so fucking much, and you start to cum hard.

Your legs are shaking, your body pulsing with pleasure, and he doesn’t stop, doesn’t let up even when you think you’re gonna fucking fall. No, he holds your thighs with an arm wrapped around, lavishing every inch of your cunt, making you gush wetness all over his face, and he drinks you up, the sounds so sexy and ridiculous in his office.

“Satoru… Satoru…” He leans up then, yanking your head up by your throat, choking you deliciously and making you moan loudly, crying out as he slams his lips against yours, you both sloppily kiss, saliva and your cum mixing and dripping, just like your cunt is.

“I want to be in this tight little fucking cunt.” He whispers, sliding two fingers in you, making you close again when he hits that spot, the one he always does, the little spot that makes your eyes roll back, makes you gush so much you’re fucking messy against him.

“Please, fuck me, please Satoru.” You beg, and he laughs a bit, breathless, easing the hold on your throat then, you hear his belt unbuckle, and you arch your ass up eagerly for him. “Yes, please, please.”

“You want Daddy’s dick?” You giggle breathlessly, looking back at him with a grin, he’s dead serious. You nod. “Say it.”

“Fuck…” He chokes you as he slides the head of his dick against your entrance, up and down, rubbing your engorged clit.

“Say it, fucking brat.” He squeezes harder, making everything fuzzy, and you gasp for a breath, hands grabbing his wrist.

“Fuck me, daddy, please.” He moans, loudly, then his long cock is shoved in you in a second, filling you completely, beyond your means, moaning in your ear, sexy as fuck as he hits your cervix. “Ah! Satoru!”

“Daddy…” He corrects, shoving up in your cunt again, pressing your forward now, releasing your throat, arching your ass up, smacking the fuck out of it then beginning to fuck you.

“Daddy… Daddy…” You moan, with every thrust you’re smacked further into the desk, the one you clutch onto for dear life, the wood cool against your flushed skin. His thrusts are deep and demanding, hitting that spot inside of you that makes your toes curl, and you feel yourself getting wetter and wetter with each stroke.

“Perfect little fucking pussy…” he murmurs, gripping your hips harder, thumbs digging in your flesh as he owns you. Every part of you. “Mine, all mine.”

“Yours, Satoru… I'm yours. Forever.” He moans then, pulling your hair and making you arch your ass up, his hips slapping against your rounded ass with each stroke, you feel his cock so deep it's fucking your guts up. “Cumming! Mmm!”

“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum all over Daddy's cock.” He whispers in your ear, and you can't help but to obey, slippery as your juices push out around his thick, long cock in your cunt. He moans. “That's it baby, fucking so good.”

“Toru… s'good I fucking… ohmy fucking…” He holds a palm to your mouth as you scream your orgasm into his big fucking hand, brain fuzzy now.

As Satoru fucks you through it, you feel a mix of pleasure and pain, his grip on your neck is back as he picks up the pace. Your eyes water from the pressure, but you only moan louder, pushing back into him, your body convulses as you cum again, the sensation so intense it feels like it's consuming you. You tighten around him, and he groans.

“Stupidly tight little pussy.” He mumbles, then he pulls out of you, and you whine at the sudden emptiness, but before you can say anything, he's flipping you over onto your back, your legs spread wide. He slams back into you, and you grip the edge of the desk with white knuckles and his hands back on your mouth.

“Mmmnh!” You cry out into his big hand, and he’s slamming his cock into you harder and harder, fucking you until you can’t think, can’t function, you nearly fall the fuck over.

“Aw, poor baby, can’t stand this cock hmm?” You inhale when he lets you go, glaring up at him.

“You’re railing your pregnant wife, fucking jerk.” He’s laughing now, cupping your face between his hands, looking down at you and pushing, you gasp, arching your back up.

“My beautiful pregnant wife.” You blink back tears at it, at how he looks at you, so fucking devoted and loving.

“I fucking love you, Satoru, fucking dick.” You cry as he slides deep again, and he moans, yanking your hair back, making your neck tilt back, pricking pain against your skin so good.

“I fucking love you, stuck up little bitch.” He slams in you again, and your hips buc off the damn desk, bruising your back. “My beautiful little brat.”

“Yours… yours…” You’re saying it like a mantra, mouth wide as he brings you close again, as he leans fulling on top of you, kissing you desperately, saliva slippery between you. You’re panting, your mouth wide, and he’s spreading all his spit into your mouth, making it fucking messy.

“Fucking gorgeous. Fucking mine.” He moans again as he presses his hand on your tummy, the pressure inside and the warmth of his hand too much, as your cunt is soaking his cock. “Having my fucking baby.”

“Having your baby, Satoru… yours…” You scream then, clutching to him as he pulls your hips down on his cock, sliding it on his length, the squelching sound of your wetness as his cock pounds you louder and louder.

“Guess what, fucking brat?” He demands, those blue eyes bright as they stare down at you, as he yanks your bra down, exposing your tits, that bounce with each thrust of his huge cock.

“What, what? Satoru…” Your eyes are rolling back in your head when he hits your cervix again, wrecking your insides.

“You’re getting pregnant again.” He muses, with a wicked grin, you giggle at him then, shaking your head.

“How? Now… Fuck!”

“As soon as we have her.” His hand is snug on your tummy, as he rails the fuck out of you. “Gonna stay pregnant.”

“Fucking psycho.” You whisper, but you love it, you love that insanity in his eyes, the baring of those white fucking teeth as he takes you, takes what’s his, you will always be his, Satoru’s.

“Where does my brat want all this cum?” He demands, slowing his rythym and rolling his hips, you whine pathetically.

“You know where, Daddy. Fucking cum in me.” You yank him down by his tie, and he moans, kissing you deeply, lips entwining, you taste how sweet he always is, mixed with your heady desire.

“Such a cum hungry slut, even now.” He whispers against you, then you gasp as he yanks you, and you’re straddling him in his office chair, he’s still inside you, shoving his cock in deep.

“Satoru! Satoru… fuckingcumming fuck!” He just grabs your hips tight, your skirt is scrunched up to nothing, your tits are half out, and you’re riding Satoru’s cock, right in front of his goddamn sky view window. Shamelessly.

“Show Daddy how much you want this fucking cum. Want me to paint those pretty fucking insides, don’t you?” He demands, and you grind on him, wantonly, helpless, just fucking crying out, it feels so good.

He’s stretching your cunt, against that damn cervix when he presses in, and against your G spot when he’s sliding out, then he kills you, sliding his fingertips against your puffy fucking clit. You fall apart, shoving your hand against your mouth, so close to screaming it is impossible to keep it in, as his thick cock is pulsing inside of you, and you throb around him.

“Fucking beautiful. So beautiful.” He murmurs, and your eyes meet his, desperate as you were, dilated and insane, and he smashes you down, kissing you deep, drinking your cries.

You feel him cumming then, shooting hot white cum, so much of it, in your tight little fucking hole, and you’re throbbing, as it makes you cum again. He grabs you so hard he’s squeezing you so tight, like he can’t get you close enough, and you’re clinging to him, hanging on for dear fucking life, as you cum with him, around him, on him, on Satoru Gojo.

Your boss.

Your husband.

Your best friend.

The father of your baby.

“Daddy…” You whisper, crying then, and he moans, looking back at you, studying every inch of your face.

“My baby girl.” He whispers, swiping your tears. “You’re so pretty when you fucking cry.”

“It’s all the time now.” You say, sniffling, and he exhales, kissing your forehead so sweetly.

“I’m so excited, baby, I’m so…” He gulps, hugging you tight, you’re still surrounding his cock with your walls, his cum is sliding out then. “I fucking love you, baby girl. Every goddamn bit of you. I’m so obsessed I…”

“Me too, Satoru.” You whisper, little hands gripping in his hair, as you lean up, kissing his forehead now. “Obsessed with you. Always. Fucking love you.”

“You remember when you did that the first time?” He whispers, as you kiss his forehead again. You giggle, nodding breathlessly, then wincing when he eases his sopping wet cock out of your cunt.

“I do. It was a first for you.” He grins then, and you sink to your knees, between his thighs, sucking him then, he moans softly, hands enwrapped in your hair, knocking bobby pins loose everywhere. “Baby… fuck…”

“You taste so good.” You whisper, swirling your tongue around him, then moaning as he begins to fuck your throat, grabbing your face to hold you in place, you relax your throat, breathing through your nose. You take all you can, feeling him fucking your esophagus, then he’s hard again, throbbing.

He yanks you up, and you cry out when he’s picking you up and pressing you against the glass window. You gasp, shivering in fright, at being pressed against it, at the sight below as you turn your head, panicking, but when Satoru shoves his cock back in you, you gasp in pleasure. His hand comes to your mouth, grinning like a goddamn psycho at you.

“What will the church say, little nun? When they see you getting fucking railed on my window?” You tremble, clinging to him, shaking your head.

“Scary, too scary Satoru…” You mumble, incoherent, as he abuses your aching cunt with his thick cock over and over, and you can’t say shit then, your head is just lolling back, getting railed by him.

“Let them have a show, baby girl.” He eases you down, flipping you over, making you press your hands on the glass, and you get dizzy as you see the city below you, trembling and looking back at him, he looks like a maniac.

“You’re a fucking psycho, Satoru.” You say with a glare, and he just grins, wrapping his arm around you to flick your oversensitive clit with two fingers, covering your mouth with his other hand, muffling your screams.

“And you fucking love me.” You moan, nodding, and he’s back in your cunt, you’re arching your ass out for his length, making the cheeks of your ass cheeks shake with each thrust, as you look below.

“Love you… Toru… love…” You’re smothered by his hand, whining out the words, as he fucks you against the cool glass of his window.

You feel like you’re falling, you’re fucking losing any sense you had left, as you’re getting fucked on top of Kamo tower by the CEO, by Satoru fucking Gojo, pregnant with his baby. As he’s lifting your leg, shoving your forward, your breasts are on the goddamn window, smushed, and he’s shoving his cock in and out.

“Soaking wet, little fucking slut for my cock.” You just mewl, pathetic, nodding, taking more of it, you always want more.

He cums in you again, hard, moaning his release into your ear, then biting that spot he never lets fully heal, the one his fangs always fucking rip open. You cum with him, screaming into his palm, grinding your ass against him, milking him for all the cum he fucking has, hot spurts deep in you.

“Fuck… you’re so perfect…” He whispers, easing back, and then collapsing on you, hands on the glass on either side of you.

“Satoru, you’re fucking insane.” You mutter, looking up at him, his reflection in the glass, now covered in your hand and face print. He grins, taking your face in his hands then.

“You love it, brat. Don’t you?” You giggle, kissing him, he eases out of your now entirely used and sloppy little cunt, sore as fuck, kissing you so sweetly it made no sense. But it did make sense. It was him.

“I love it, Satoru.” You whisper, he moans, picking you up in his arms, snuggling you to him so deep. Then he’s easing your skirt down, grinning when he sees the mess between them.

“Let’s clean you up, little brat.” He whispers, taking you to his little bathroom, sitting you up on the counter.

“You love making a mess of me.” You say with a little glare, and he just grins, wiggling his brows, pressing a cool little tissue on your neck.

“You’re beautiful as a mess. But, you’re always beautiful.” When he says those sweet things it’s so sincere it hurts your heart. Your eyes tear up for the millionth time today as you exhale, shaky hands caressing his face.

“I love you so fucking much, Satoru. I’m so happy.” He moans softly, putting the little wipes down he was using to clean you, and he wraps his long arms around you, looking down into your eyes.

“I fucking love you baby girl. I couldn’t be happier. No fucking way. Well…” He trails off, holding your tummy again.

“Well, what?” You ask, tilting your head curiously, and he grins. “Oh no, what’s that look!”

“Well, it’d be even hotter if it was twins, right?” You giggle at him, shaking your head, and he’s kissing you again.

“No twins, Satoru. Gosh!”

“No fun, still! I thought you weren’t so stuck up.”

“Fuck off!”

“Fuck off?” You giggle, nodding, and he yanks you down, spinning you around, you squeak at that, eyes wide, meeting his crazed ones in the mirror.

“Satoru no more, we’re fucking at work!” He’s not gonna, right?’

He laughs, snatching your skirt up again. “I own this fucking place, so I’m going to need my assistant to do as told.”

“No…” He just grins, and then you sigh. “Fuck…”

“Ready, brat?”

Were you ready?

Yeah, you’re always ready for him.

Final Epilogue

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Chapter 9

Stray Kids OT8 x hybrid! afab! reader

Warnings: anxiety, mentionings of a breeding facility, verbal and physical child abuse, neglect, spiked collars, blood, injuries, scars, suicidal thoughts, being apathetic, panic attacks, low self-esteem, I think that's everything,

This chapter involves flashbacks into (Y/n)’s past, so it’s a lot of angst but there are also fluffy moments in the chapter. 

Wordcount ≈ 3.2k

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“He’s here, come on, (Y/n), we can go home and watch a movie and maybe draw some more,” “That -” YAWN “- sounds nice” “Haha, tired I see,” And so we got in the car, I barely sat down before my eyes were closing. The last thing I remember is hearing a low humming from Hyunjin as I rested my head against his shoulder before I fell into a deep sleep. 

Hyunjin’s POV

As soon as we sat down in the car, (Y/n) fell asleep with her head resting against my shoulder. I managed to move around to buckle her seatbelt without waking her. I leaned my head against hers as I lowly hummed an unfamiliar tune. Every now and then, (Y/n)’s body would twitch a little, not enough to wake her but enough to keep her from being comfortable. I recognized the twitching, Jisung does it sometimes too. I have done it a couple of times. 

Anxiety. 

Her anxiety is making her twitch, shiver, flinch even. That explains why she’s tired all the time, the anxiety twitches are keeping her from resting properly. I wish we knew more about what she has been through so that we can help her. 

Her ears twitch every once in a while too, though after doing some research on bunny hybrids, that was a normal trait for them. Her breathing was slightly too quick to be relaxed, but the way she nestled into my shoulder made my heart race. She was so cute. I loved her just as I loved the other members. She might not have been with us for that long, but it didn’t matter. Now that she’s in our lives, everything feels complete. 

I looked up and out of the car window, seeing that we were only about two minutes away from our apartment. “(Y/n), sweetie, bunny, wake up, we’re home,” 

(Y/n)’s POV

“(Y/n), sweetie, bunny, wake up, we’re home,” Home. That is such a nice word. I slowly came back to consciousness as I heard Hyunjin’s sweet voice calling my name. As I opened my eyes, I noticed that I was resting against Jinnie’s shoulder. As I understood what I was doing, old habits took over me and I jerked myself away from him. “Sorry,” “It’s alright, bunny. I don’t mind. It was cozy. Now, come on, let’s go home,” “Home,” Before I could stop myself I repeated the word home, Hyunjin looked down at me, his eyes looked glassy, almost as if they were filled with tears. “Yes, home.” 

The car came to a stop and we got out of the car. Hyunjin stretched out his hand and smiled at me, his eyes darting almost nervously between his hand and my eyes. I carefully took his hand, afraid that this was all a dream and if I moved too quickly, it would disappear. We went into the building, the elevator was empty for the first time since I came here. Elevators usually spike my anxiety. Reminding me of my past. 

Flashback

When I was nine years old I was still with my first owner. The breeders who had my parents. They weren’t exactly mean, but neither were they nice. They only cared about the hybrids they had of the highest quality. I was not one of those. They fed me enough to keep me healthy, but they gave me no love. They never spoke with me, they never pet me, they barely even looked at me. 

I hadn’t seen my parents or siblings since I was three. I felt isolated and lonely. The only friend I had was a desert fox who lived in the cage beside mine. He was also an outcast like me. The breeders said his personality wasn’t good, it didn’t fit his species. I didn’t understand what they meant, he was the nicest person I knew, before I got to know SKZ that is. 

One day, one of the breeders came up to me with a scary man. The unfamiliar man stared at me with a weird, creepy look in his eyes. I backed away as far as I could in my cage. My whole body shivering, my instincts screamed at me to run but I was stuck. I couldn’t escape. “I believe this one fits everything you wanted. Quite, small, obedient, ugly.” The breeder and the man laughed loudly, the creepy man agreed, saying he’ll take me. I began crying. Begging the breeder to let me stay. The fox boy in the cage beside me raised his voice trying to stop them from taking me. 

“No! Don’t take her, take me. Please, I’ll do anything, just don’t take her. Please, please, let her stay. NOO!” “Please, I want to stay. Please, I don’t want to go, please, help,” “(Y/n)!” That was the last time I saw him. He screamed my name as they dragged me out of the room filled with cages of neglected hybrids. 

The creepy man dragged me out of the breeding facility with a spiked collar. The spikes dug into my neck, causing permanent damage to my skin. Silent tears ran down my cheeks as no sound would leave my throat. It was my first car ride, and I didn’t want to ever get in another car, at least not with this man. I was nine years old, and he hit me, laughed at me, called me names, and told me how he would cut me and torture me for his own pleasure. 

When we arrived at wherever he was taking me, he once again dragged me along with the spiked collar. There was a tall building in front of us, and we were walking straight toward it. I tried calling for help as I saw many people around us, some of them looked but after seeing the man who was dragging me they all looked away, others didn’t look at all. 

When we came inside the building, we went into a strange small room, a loud *ding* could be heard as the doors opened. The tiny room was packed with people. I didn’t want to go, but the man pulled me inside, the spikes had now penetrated my skin completely, and drops of blood ran down my neck. “Nice toy you got there boss,” A few people said the same thing, as they all stared at me. Their voices harsh on my sensitive ears as they all laughed loudly. 

“Yes, we all will be able to enjoy this one. I made sure to buy a young one, so it will last long,” They spoke about me as if I were an object and not a living being. “Mm, so many fun things to do with such an ugly toy. I know it’s young but I hope it becomes prettier in the future,” My heart hurt from hearing what they said. It was true. I wasn’t pretty, that’s why the breeders didn’t keep me. It was why I didn’t deserve love. 

During the five years, that I lived with that man and his friends, the elevator was a common place for verbal and later on, physical abuse. Whenever someone saw me walking around the building, they would drag me into the elevator, hitting me, kicking me, spitting on me, pulling my ears, my hair, or my tail. They would curse at me, scream at me, and tell me why I didn’t deserve to live. After five years, they kicked me out after I became numb to their advances. 

I stopped speaking. I stopped crying, I stopped eating, I didn’t react to anything anymore, no matter what they did, I never reacted. I felt nothing but emptiness. I wanted nothing more than to die. If this was all my life was worth, I didn’t want to continue. When I stopped reacting, I stopped being fun for them so they kicked me out. Hoping I would die on the streets, all alone. Alone. That was all I knew how to be. 

Elevators always remind me of the scars around my neck, the scars that littered my body from the abuse it suffered all those years, and most importantly, elevators remind me of how ugly and worthless I am in the eyes of many. 

End of flashback

As I was pulled into a flashback, my breathing picked up, I couldn’t breathe, my eyes couldn’t seem to focus on anything, my knees felt weak, I found my own eyes in the mirror, it felt as if I looked into the eyes of my terrified nine-year-old self. 

“(Y/n)! (Y/n), bunny, hold on, it’s okay, just breathe, hey, I’m here,” Hyunjin’s voice seemed far away as if he was in another room. I felt his gentle touch on my arms, I knew it was him, I knew I was safe, but my body didn’t understand. The doors to the elevator flew open with a *ding*, I used my full strength and pushed myself out of the elevator, landing on the floor outside. My arm hurt from landing on it awkwardly, but all I focused on was getting as far away from the elevator as possible.  

“(Y/n), please breathe, please,” My eyes slowly stopped darting around, they focused on Hyunjin’s eyes which were filled with tears as he looked down at me. Worry was written all over his handsome face. I didn’t want him to cry, especially not because of me. 

Third Person POV

(Y/n) looked up at Hyunjin as he leaned over her. The hybrid was lying on the floor, shaking, struggling to breathe, teardrops running down her cheeks. The dancer leaned over the scared hybrid, trying to calm her down, his own eyes and cheeks stained with tears, his heart hurt from seeing (Y/n) like this. 

One of (Y/n)’s arms reached up and gently caressed Hyunjin’s cheek. Her hand was cold against his warm cheek. She still trembled as she tried to catch her breath. Before she knew what she was doing, she leaned her head up, her hand gently guiding Hyunjin’s head down. Their lips barely met, the kiss so gentle it almost didn’t happen, but it did. Hyunjin’s heart raced a thousand times quicker as he realized what they were doing. He was kissing (Y/n). (Y/n) was kissing him. 

Hyunjin broke away from the kiss, a surprised look on his face as he looked down at the bunny. (Y/n) too looked surprised. She hadn’t realized what she had done, it seemed to be pure instinct. “I’m sorry,” (Y/n) whispered as she looked away, her hand falling from his cheek. “It’s okay. I liked it. Um, how about we get off the floor and go inside the apartment, to talk about what happened,” (Y/n) nodded in response, too embarrassed to speak. 

They went inside the apartment, first going into separate rooms to change clothes. (Y/n) got dressed in the fuzzy pajamas that Jeongin reminded her they had bought, it was warm and cozy. It smelled of Jeongin and Felix. (Y/n) inhaled their scents, it calmed her down. She still felt embarrassed over kissing Hyunjin, she had never done something like that before. Her first kiss. Her first kiss. 

Hyunjin was changing into some comfortable clothes too. His mind completely focused on what happened only minutes prior. (Y/n)’s soft lips against his own. Her cute eyes opened wide as she realized what she had done. Her small hand against his cheek. The way she pulled him in. It was intoxicating. He wanted more, but he had to hold himself back. (Y/n) probably didn’t mean to kiss him, she wasn’t ready, he thought. Especially after what happened in the elevator. 

Hyunjin walked into the living room and found (Y/n) sitting on the couch. One of her legs bounced anxiously on the floor. “Hey, do you want some water or tea, or maybe some hot chocolate?” “Water please,” “Alright, I’ll be right back with it,” (Y/n) was nervous, and anxious, thinking that she had truly ruined this now. She kissed Hyunjin without his permission, he was probably going to call the others and tell them that she couldn’t stay. That was what (Y/n) thought. 

“Here you go, bunny,” (Y/n) carefully took the cold water bottle from his hand, opened it, and took a sip. The cold water calmed her burning throat from the panic attack she had just a few minutes ago. “Would you be okay with telling me what happened in the elevator?” “It sparked some old memories,” “Could you tell me more about these memories? You don’t have to but I want to be able to help you, we all do, if you don’t feel ready to talk about it now, that’s okay, but please don’t be afraid to open up about what you’ve been through,” 

He spoke with so much sincerity in his voice and so much love in his gaze as he looked into the hybrid’s eyes. (Y/n) took a deep breath before she told him of the flashback she had. New tears clouded her eyes, Hyunjin embraced her in a calming hug as she cried and told him of all the horrible things the man had put her through. 

“Oh bunny, I’m so sorry, no one should ever have to go through such things,” Hyunjin held (Y/n) tighter as he did his best to calm her down. They stayed like that for a good 20 minutes until the door opened. Minho, Felix, and Jeongin stepped inside. Once they came into the living room they found Hyunjin and (Y/n) curled up on the couch together. The hybrid was still slightly shaking from crying and going through all of those memories twice. 

“What happened?” Felix said as soon as he realized that (Y/n) had been crying. “It’s a long story and I don’t think (Y/n) has it in her to tell it again or be present for it to be told,” Hyunjin answered, Minho noticed that the tall boy’s eyes were glossy, he too had been crying. “Alright, we’ll talk later. Now, do you want to watch a movie, eat something, sleep, or something else?” (Y/n) sniffled a little before she leaned away from Hyunjin’s warm embrace. “I’d like to take a bath if that is fine,” “Of course, come on, I’ll set it up for you,” Jeongin said as he gave her the wide smile she loved. 

Jeongin tried to cheer (Y/n) up by joking around and smiling. His presence did make her feel a bit better. Once again, he reminded her of that fox from the breeding facility. Warm, safe, familiar. His eyes were kind, with so much love and adoration in them. His touch was warm and gentle. Jeongin was happiness to her. “Do you want some bath salts in the bath?” “What’s that?” “Oh, they’re like tiny crystals that make the bath smell nice,” “Do you like those?” Jeongin smiled even wider at the question. “Yeah, they’re nice, we have a couple of different scents, this one’s my favorite!” He held out a little bottle with blue crystals, opened the lid, and let (Y/n) take in the scent. The hybrid inhaled the scent, it instantly reminded her of Jeongin. 

“Do you like it?” “Yeah, it, um, it smells like you,” “I’ll put some in the bath then,” Jeongin poured a few of the crystals into the warm water filling the tub. “There we go! Your towel is here, the same spot as always, and you have your clothes here, and I think that’s all,”  Jeongin was about to walk over to the door and leave (Y/n) in the bathroom. “Wait,” (Y/n) took a hold of his hand. 

“Hmm, what’s wrong?” “Can you just stay with me for a little while longer, I don’t want to be alone just yet,” “Alright, I’ll stay with you as long as you want me to,” They sat down on the floor, (Y/n) still held onto his hand. Jeongin kept an eye on the water in the tub, making sure it didn’t fill too much. “Can you hug me?” “Of course,” Jeongin turned off the water before he opened his arms and (Y/n) scooted closer into his embrace. 

“(Y/n), remember what we talked about earlier?” “About all of us facing challenges in the past?” “Yeah, you don’t ever have to be ashamed of what you’ve been through, none of it was your fault. We won’t ever hurt you, nor will we let anyone hurt you,” (Y/n) held onto Jeongin just a little tighter. “Can I tell you something about what happened today?” “Of course, if you want to tell me, then I’ll gladly listen,” “I’m embarrassed and worried about it,” “It’s okay, whatever it is, it will be fine,” “I kissed Hyunjin,” Jeongin looked down at (Y/n), not believing his ears. 

“What?” His voice was shocked, yet his eyes still held nothing but love and adoration. Making (Y/n) feel a little less worried. “I kissed Hyunjin. I didn’t even notice, I didn’t know what I was doing, it just happened,” “Okay, do you regret it?” “Um, I don’t know. I liked it, I think. I’ve never done anything like it before. I’m just scared that he’s angry with me,” “I promise you, that he is not angry. I’m certain he’s over the moon with joy. We all love you, and kissing is a sign of love, so none of us would be angry with you for kissing us, we just want you to do it when you want to, we don’t want to pressure you into anything,” 

(Y/n) listened intently as Jeongin spoke, his voice brought the bunny comfort. Her eyes explored his face. From his warm eyes to his nose, to his sharp jawline, and stopping at his lips. Something within her, yearning to feel his lips against hers. Even though the kiss with Hyunjin had barely happened, she yearned for more. She yearned to feel love in its purest form. 

“Can I… Can you, kiss me?” Jeongin smiled widely, his eyes seemed to sparkle as he leaned a little closer. “Are you sure?” (Y/n)’s eyes once again darted between his eyes and his lips. She felt safe. She felt loved. “Yes, I’m sure,” Jeongin leaned even closer, his heart racing. He was nervous and excited. The bunny felt the same as she leaned a little closer. Their lips were only mere millimeters apart. (Y/n) closed her eyes, fully trusting Jeongin, just as she would with any of the eight boys she now called her home. Jeonging couldn’t help but smile as he too closed his eyes. 

~ To be continued ~

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[teeheemarie]

My HCs on Kento Nanami:

Again this is my personal opinion/perception of the amazing man Nanami.

-He smells like a mix of cologne, slight sweat, aftershave, and coffee. Bitter, sweet, woodsy and delicious.

-Stops at the store often to get you something. Flowers, favorite candy, etc. Has 0 issues getting you feminine products and would even made a little basket for you.

-Anything homemade: bread, baked goods, etc. is the way to his heart. He prefers things that are made from love and thought rather than bought.

-Loves cuddling. Will be big spoon or have your head lay on his chest. He will play with your hair, give you kisses, say “I love you” and rub your back.

-Loves his suits but when he is at home, he will be more chill wearing grey sweats (because you asked 😏) and a hoodie. Most of his chill clothes are black, aside from those grey sweats you like so much.

-Reads often and has his own mini library of books ranging from Stephen King to F. Scott Fitzgerald.

-Listens to all music: classic, punk, rock, pop. Favorite is early 2000s rock/punk.

-Jewelry is the most expensive thing he owns. He takes pride in looking immaculate at work and that includes all details of what he wears such as his watch.

-Great cook. Loves cooking pasta inspired by Italy.

-Communication is on point. He talks a lot to you and only you. Messages you throughout the day to check in.

Some of my NSFW HCs 🥵:

-Has a breeding kink. He really wants kids and any chance he can fill you with his cream he will. He knows you are currently on BC but maybe one day you will get off it 😏

-Always wants it. Stress causes him to be more horny. He will send you texts like “I’m thinking of you…and your wet pussy” or “10 minutes I will be home…be ready 🤤”

-He loves fingering you. The way your face looks with your eyes rolled back as he sticks his long fingers up your pussy. Finger fucking your pussy until he pulls out and his fingers are coated with your white cream. He will lick his fingers and his eyes will roll back, “You always so good for me”.

-Has no issues eating you out whenever you want. Loves the way your clit twitches against his tongue when he is flicking it back and forth.

-Will go as many rounds as possible. This the only time he actually loves working overtime 😉

-Loves, loves, loves when you suck his massive cock. That shit really gets him fired up. He gets into his by gripping your hair. He is VERY vocal when you are sucking him: “Mmm your mouth feels so good”, “Faster baby”, “Make me cum”, “Fuck your mouth is so hot”, “You are so beautiful”.

-His cum tastes of a tiny bit of saltiness mixed with sweet. He maintains his body well with healthy foods so his cum tastes so good you could honestly drink it up.

-Will explore your kinks with you. He is pretty open minded as long as you both talk through it and communicate on what it is. He even loves when you send him pictures saying “we should try this *insert pic*”.

-He will keep you cumming and cumming. Your pleasure is his pleasure. He doesn’t always have to get off. He would much rather see you cum and squirt everywhere rather than care about his needs.

-Will communicate with you when you are riding: “Up and down, like this”: he will move your hips for you. He loves talking you through it. It’s a turn on for him because it makes him feel slightly in control but also makes you two grow closer in what he likes.

Overall, Nanami is man we all deserve. Something about men in suits whom are overworked 😮‍💨

[zuvluguu]

15 REMINDERS FROM THE ELDERS:

1. Get up with the sun to pray. Pray alone.

2. Be tolerant of those who have lost their way. Ignorance, presumption, anger, jealousy and greed come from a lost soul. Pray for them to find guidance.

3. Find yourself, by your own means. Do not let others make your path for you. It is your path, and only yours. Others may walk with you, but no one can make your way (or walk your path) for you.

4. Treat guests in your home with great consideration. Serve them the best food, give them the best bed and treat them with respect and honour.

5. Do not take what is not yours, whether from a person, a community, from the jungle or from a culture. It was not given or won. It is not yours.

6. Respect all the things that are on this earth, be they people, plants and animals.

7. Honor the thoughts, desires and words of all people. Never break them in, or make fun of them, or imitate them rudely. It gives each person the right to their personal expression.

8. Never talk about others in a bad way. The negative energy you put into the universe will multiply when it returns to you.

9. All people make mistakes. And all the mistakes can be forgiven.

10. Bad thoughts cause illness to the mind, body and spirit. Practice optimism.

11. Nature is not FOR us. It is PART of us. She's part of your family in the world.

12. Children are the seeds of our future. Sow love in your hearts and water them with wisdom and life lessons. When they grow up, just give them space to grow up.

13. Avoid hurting the hearts of others. The poison of their suffering will return to you.

14. Be true (transparent ) all the time. Honesty is the test of one's will in this universe.

15. Keep yourself balanced. Your Mental person, your Spiritual person, your Emotional person, and your Physical person: they all have the need to be strong, pure and healthy.

[tarotwithdanise]

10 reasons why you should love yourself

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Pile one

You don't take bullsh*t from others.

Your opinion is way more matters for you rather than other people opinion of you now.

You are good at dancing.

You are highly connected to divine and spiritual realm.

You have a strong fighting spirit.

Cutting people off for you is like as if you were cutting a paper pad. Too easy.

You've got a brightest smile and pretty hands.

You prefer few friends rather than a bunch of friends who are just fake and plastic. Quality over quantity.

You always want to grow and learn from your mistakes.

You are brutally honest person.

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Pile two

You are good with arts, crafting, sewing, music or painting.

You are unique, feels like a weirdo from everyone else. (aquarius?)

You prefer old fashion rather than to keep up with the trends.

You have a peaceful and positive mindset.

You have a nice thighs.

You are passionate and hardworking about your work.

You always stay focus at your project, seems like you are perfectionist individual.

You are a great listener and advisor, probably someone who is there for everyone. A friend that can rely on with.

You are good at reading and observing people.

You are quite person but d*adly scary.

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Pile three

You love taking care of yourself, you prepare for your daily healthy foods and keep yourself hydrated everytime.

You are good at guiding other's, someone who can be a teacher, tarot reader or a leader itself.

You have a high respect for people especially for your parents.

Many people love you online or in real life.

You are grateful that God give and provide your everyday life. You are thankful that God has given you another chance to live again, to prove and improve yourself.

You love the sound of rain while reading your favorite book.

You like reading newspapers even though through online sites and watching documentaries.

The fears you are fearing before, you can deal with them now.

You are creative human, there's something new up and something incredible happening to your mind 24/7.

You finally learn how to say ‘no’ with those things and someone that you think won't serve you. You rather be hated for who you truly are rather than to be someone else who faked everything.

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Pile four

You are soft-hearted individual.

You have a sexy body.

You have this mindset - it's okay to cry then start to fight again for tomorrow and for your future.

You are determined and doesn't give up easily.

You know how to pampered yourself when you have money.

Even though you doesn't seems see yourself as a good leader atleast you always perceived yourself as great team player.

You know how to handle and organize your own time and things.

You think your ship doesn't yet come to the shore and so, you knew there's a lot of lessons for you to uncover in this lifetime.

You are someone who know themselves well, someone who knew that they have strengths, weakness, positive and negative traits about themselves. In short, you accept your own flaws.

You have a strong faith.

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Pile five

You are lucky and grateful about your life and about yourself.

You are kind to yourself and to others.

You are lovable individual, partner, son/daughter and best friend.

Type of person is not easy to get fooled and scammed.

You know how to discipline yourself about something or someone.

You can deal with your personal issues alone without the help of others. Maybe sometimes when you badly needed it.

You have this quote ‘loving yourself first before loving others’.

You know how to have fun and you know how to joke around with other people. You have a jolly and positive energy.

You have a perfect eyebrows?like even though you don't casually wear brows pencil.

You only have you in this world and you have your family.

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Pile six

You have unpredictable nature, that may lots of people wonder what were you thinking.

You are very secretive and mysterious individual.

You look good in every outfits and styles you wear.

You know how to forgive and forget others. But you don't give chances.

You have a great story and will, to share with people.

You have a beautiful and graceful ; soul, body and mind.

You know how to celebrate your own victory. You are happy in small things.

You are generous individual.

You usually have a good music and artist taste.

You know how to defend yourself in a bad situation.

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[i4juni]

[ 6:35 PM | YUMI'S ROOM | YUHOON ]

tw: body shaming, unhealthy diet, yumi is told to loose weight ( in an unhealthy way ) when she was a kid, crying, cursing, yumi's mom is a horrible mom, pls lmk if i missed anything !!!

yumi was exhausted.

the reason for yumi's exhaustion wasn't the usual factors: practice, interviews, studio sessions, etc. it was her mother.

she had called to congratulate yumi on her magazine shoot with vouge korea, a dream of hers since she was a little girl. her call was surprising, considering the fact she never called for anything unless she needed money. but regardless, yumi answered the call in hopes of it not turning out like all their other phone calls: in a dispute.

“im only saying that you should loose a little weight, yumi.” her mother argumented from the other side of the phone, “you won't be hired for another magazine shoot if you keep putting on more weight.”

the younger sighed, running her hands through her hair, “i put on that weight intentionally, mom,” yumi explained, exasperated, “i was getting alarmingly skinny, it wasn't healthy.”

her mother grumbled, her words barely audible, “didn't you learn anything from the years you spent modeling? skinny is what sells best.”

in that moment, yumi felt like she was back at her old modeling agency. tears were streaming down her face as her agent screamed about how she hadn't lost the weight they had told her to loose.

“but i just can't loose it!” the 10 year old girl choked out between cries, “i've tried but nothing works, unnie.”

the woman scoffed, rolling her eyes, “well, try harder. i will be calling your mother to inform her about your inability to follow orders.”

“are you even paying attention to me, yumi?” her mother hissed, “i swear, you never pay attention to me when i speak.”

yumi snapped back to reality, realizing she had been suppressing her tears all while her mother went on her rant. her head was pounding from the force of keeping her tears from falling. the pain made her dizzy, she felt like she was going to faint at any moment.

“mom, i have to go. call you some other time.”

with that yumi hung up the call, quickly throwing her phone on her bed. she stared at it for a second, taking it all in. her eyes started to well up with tears, the sour memories of her agent screaming at her about her weight rushing into her mind.

yumi had suppressed those memories, so much so, they took her by surprise. the memories seemed so fresh in her brain, it was draining. she tried so hard to not let the tears fall, but the lump in he throat and her sped up heart beat made it increasingly difficult to do so.

“fuck-” yumi whispered as a single tear rolled down her cheek, “no, no, no-” she felt the tears start running down her face, she was breaking down.

her soft cries slowly started turned into sobs, increasingly getting louder. yumi slowly walked over to her bed, where she threw herself on. grabbing her teddy bear, she hugged it as a form of consultation but the tears wouldn't stop. her cries only got louder.

“yuyu?” a soft voice called out for from her bedroom door. the younger sat up in her bed, looking over to her door to see sunghoon. his eyes met her puffy ones and his face scrunched in confusion.

“what happened? why are you crying?” he questioned, quickly making his way over to her bed and taking a seat in front of her.

yumi knew couldn't say anything without a sob escaping her lips, but tried nonetheless, “my mom called.” she whispered, tears still streaming down her cheeks.

sunghoon's face went from confused to sad, a frown forming on his lips as he scoot closer to the girl, “oh, yuyu.” he whipped the tears from her cheeks and tucked that annoying strand of hair behind her ear.

he didn't have to hear what her mother said to know she had, yet again, body shammed yumi. it wasn't the first time she had called just to bombard her daughter with unnecessary comments about her body. sunghoon had been present the first time it happened, it was awful to see how degrading the comments were. when the call ended, yumi was close to tears and him, together with the other members, had to do damage control. but even though this wasn't the first time it had happened, she had never left her daughter sobbing.

yumi stared at the older boy for a second before collapsing on him, sobbing into his chest. he let out a small gasp, the action took him by surprise. he wrapped his arms around the girl, soothingly rubbing her back, “its okay, I'm here.”

he knew she would be crying for a while, he was mentally prepared to be there for a good while but he didn't mind. he just wanted for her to feel better, it broke his heart into a thousand pieces seeing her like this. he couldn't phantom the thought of her own mother telling her those comments, knowing it tore the girl down. he only hoped that his presence would help soothing, even if it wasn't much.

author's note ! feeling pretty proud of this !! thank you to @flowerjun for beta reading this 🩷

taglist ( open ) ! @seolboba, @flowerjun, @lost-leopard-beanie

[drghostwrite]

I just read ur Arizona fic and yesss I love it, I love Arizona but why isn’t there more Arizona fics tho?! :’(

Can I ask for Arizona x reader with the prompts "Just put the [weapon] down, I'm not going to hurt you." With like the reader protecting the peds area and especially protecting Arizona During the ‘u know what’ episode (🔫 ) And idk a fluff prompt because why are ur prompts all so good I can’t choose. And please angst but fluffy ending😭 I hope ur doing well and keeping yourself healthy! <3

Omg yea, I’m so sorry that I missed this in my inbox but here it is and I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Arizona Robbins x reader

Summary: above, but basically during the you know what and reader is being a scary protective wifey lol

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Bang!

You heard a shot ring out and then another and another, you hit the floor behind the large nurses station, watched as people ran out hearing sneakers squeak on the floor. You sat waiting listening your ears straining to hear anything more after people cleared out you came out from under the desk. You knew Arizona had no idea what was going on, she had got out of surgery and was now it peds helping her tiny humans.

you turned making your way to the atrium, you could hear talking and looked up seeing the gunman standing there, you heard another shot ring out watching Derek hit the ground and then you listened as you could hear another voice and higher, fragile voice… it was Kepner begging for her life.

You raced to the stairwell knowing you had to make it to your wife before the psycho with the gun could, you heart raced as you ran up the stairs your legs burning as you propelled yourself forward, after several bounding flights you burst through the door running down the winding hallway.

you ran past a patient room and that’s when you saw her the blonde hair whipping around, you quickly backtracked and burst through the door.

“Y/N?!”

“Arizona, thank God.” You breathed a sigh of relief as she approached you and you pulled her into a hug.

“what’s going on? Y/N I heard…”

“gunshots it was gunshots… Derek and a few others have gone down…”

“What…” she whispered.

“Yea we need to get out of here…”

“I can’t a lot of these kids can’t be moved, Y/N we’re sitting ducks.”

“no… I’ll figure this out just keep them calm we’ll get through this., I’ll be right back.”

“Wait Y/N no…”

“I’ll be right back…I promise.” You looked into her ice blue eyes, kissing her lips before turning and running back out and down the hall, you made your way to the front of the pediatric floor the desk where the shooter would have to make his way through. You picked up the phone and started dialing but not before you heard the shuffling of shoes, looking up you saw the glint of the barrel standing not 10 feet in front of you.

“put the phone down…” he spoke almost in a calm manner.

“okay… okay…” you reached back over the desk hanging up the phone, surrendering your hands in the air. “Just put the gun down, I’m not goi to hurt you, I won’t try anything…” You saw the wound oozing blood from his shoulder, you eyes scanned him from the blood running onto his hand to the way his gun shook as if it was becoming to heavy.

“Are you a surgeon?”

“I-I…”

“ARE you a surgeon?!” He got more stern.

“Yes I am.”

“So how does it feel?… how does it feel to hold lives in your hands and now you’re standing here watching me as I decided what to do with yours.”

“I don’t hold lives in my hands… I save them, I take patients… no not patients... people and I save their lives I give them another chance to live an-and to love, I give people another chance... I'm no God”

“That was taken from my wife… your chief took that from me, he pulled the plug as if she was just another device in the room, killing her taking her from me.”

"Mr.Clark, You're Gary Clarke your wife came in and had brain surgery she was a patient of Dr. Shepard, I remember her case..."

"You remember?" he asked tears coming to his eyes, the gun starting to lower, but before you could continue Arizona ran in seeing the standoff happening, "Wait, wait..."

"Arizona, no...

"You can't do this... There's only children here... you can't do this." she spoke, her voice breaking tears running down her face.

"Who are you?!" He said raising the gun at her.

"NO, no..." you said pulling her behind you, sheilding her with your body.

"Is she a surgeon too?"

"Sh-she is... she's also MY wife, this is the woman I love..."

"They took my wife."

"I know, I know but I'm asking you... Mr. Clark I'm asking you to spare my wife, the mother of my children...err my future children... I want to live a life with her by my side..." You watched as SWAT filled the hall behind him, "I want to travel and show her how much I love her and that she deserves so much better than me..." before he could make a move or you could say another word you heard gun shots and glass shattering, you turned shielding Arizona, you could hear boots stomping in behind you.

As you pulled apart you could hear the chaos around you but you were too focused on the concerned face of your wife, your expression changed from relief to pain when you felt her quickly press her hand to your abdomen.

"Arizona?"

"Y/-Y/N you've been shot... Oh my God you've been shot." you looked down at her hand applying pressure, blood leaking through her fingers, your blood running down her wrist.

"Y/N please no, please no... I can't lose you."

"Arizona?"

"No, God why did you have to be such an idiot, I shouldn't have let you walk out of that room, you'd be safe and with me."

"Arizona I-I ca-an't" your eyes started to flutter and your legs felt weak, the last thing you remembered was hitting the floor and watching as she scrambled, she yelled at the SWAT team trying to get help, any help and then as your eyes closed you could see her above you.

---12 hours later---

You felt a pressure holding your hand and felt tear drops as they hit your arm. you moved your fingers wrapping them around her hand feeling both of her hands tighten around you.

"Y/N?

"Arizona, baby"

"Oh my God Y/N you're awake, I thought I lost you."

"You can't loose me, you're stuck with me for life remember."

"For life?" she said holding you so tightly yet she was so gentle as if she would lose you.

"Forever and Always."

"Forever and Always." she repeated, she was still so gentle with you as if in a moment you would fade away.

"Love I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here, with you."

"I-I thought..." she looked at you and then your lips, leaning in ghosting so close to you, you could feel her breath on your lips.

"You won't break me," you said closing your eyes, she leaned forward making contact, lips on lips. when you pulled apart you moved over the best you could and motioned for her to climb up with you, she laid on her side placing her head on your chest, and you wrapped her in your arms.

"I really thought I was going to lose you, I thought that was it."

"I swear to you Arizona I will always be here for you, I will always fight for you... for us, I will always love you."