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Three Times is Perfect

Male Reader x Haerin x Minji

Tags: 7k, first time, creampie, oral, threesome, tw

The story is not ours; we are simply alter the original story to our preferred settings.

“Are you ready for me? I hope you’re saving up for when I see you tomorrow 😘”

Minji attached a video. It was taken right before we were going to be separated for months. The video started on her face, scrunched up in pleasure, then scanned down her chest to her perky tits that were crowned by stiff nipples. The video kept going down, showing her taut, flat stomach and the perfectly smooth shaved pussy.

Further down, I could see her pussy lips welcoming my cock over and over again accompanied by a wet sound.

Behind the camera, I could hear myself saying in a low, gruff voice, “Fuck, Minji, I’m about to cum.”

“Just cum inside me,” Minji moaned. “Cum in me...”

The video shows me bottoming her out as far as possible, before emptying a week’s worth of cum into her pussy. Minji moaned off-camera as I pulled my cock from her grasping pussy, allowing the cum to spill out of her, it’s overflowing. I paused the video.

“Come on,” I typed back.

“That is not fair. You’re making it difficult for me to stick to our agreement.”

I must admit that quitting masturbation for weeks was more difficult than I expected. But the girlfriend was going to be out of town for that whole time, and I’d agreed to save it for her. Knowing the pent up passion will make my first time fucking her in weeks even better.

Our junior year of college ended three weeks ago, so our entire group of friends decided to take a vacation at Yejun’s family’s home in Jeju before starting our summer jobs, and Minji needed to visit family, so she was only coming for the last leg of the trip.

“Only 16 more hours,” Minji texted back. “I get in late tonight.”

“Wake me up when you do,” I replied.

“I’ve got a few ideas.” She attached another picture, this time of herself with two fingers buried inside her wet pussy.

“Too much teasing and it’s only 9 a.m. - I’m blocking you” I joked, before hearing a knock at the door.

“One sec.” I called out, before texting Minji: “Have to go, big day of hiking ahead.” I put my phone down, then yelled to the door “Come in!”

Haerin stepped through the door, looking alert and chipper in athletic attire. She took in the room, frowning.

“We’ve only been here one night and your room already look like garbage dump.”

Kang Haerin. My childhood friend grew up two houses from me. We both went to the same college, which was several states away from our hometown, and we remained good friends. However, I can’t say no one asked about me and Haerin, since we’re really that close.

She was undeniably beautiful. I wonder how she can be her while I’m just… me? God really has a favorite.

Though many of our friends say that Haerin has a cat-like personality. That’s right, ‘a cat’ as in small domestic animals covered with fur. See, I'm not sure where they got that idea.

Watching her grew into a stunning, willowy woman with a shapely ass and breasts that were on the smaller side but perfectly fit her short frame. I knew she was beautiful, but our relationship was never particularly romantic, which suited us perfectly. We worked too well as friends to risk anything. Besides, she had been the one to introduce me to Minji, and Haerin was dating Yejun.

“You know how I feel about putting clothes in drawers while on vacation. Besides, you don’t have to share my room,” I said.

I stealthily tucked my erection into my waistband and stood up, brushing past her to grab one of the shirts from the ground to put it on.

“You’re horrible,” Haerin said with a laugh. “Anyway, I was just coming to rouse you for breakfast. Everyone else is done eating.”

“Should I pack a hat?”

“I don’t know. Yejun said there was a chance of rain. Can I check the weather from your phone?”

“Sure.”

Haerin picked up my phone, then let out a yelp and dropped it. She blushed furiously “Waaaa, Sorry, Sorry!”

“What?” I crossed to the bed and picked up my phone. Minji had texted one last picture, this one a closeup of us having sex. The caption read: “Don’t tire yourself out too much.” Haerin had picked up my phone only to get an eyeful of my cock stretching out her friend’s pussy.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize that would be up on my phone,” I said, embarrassed. “Minji’s been... sending me stuff in preparation for her arrival tonight.”

“Oh, yeah- no, I get it.” Haerin blushed even deeper, then paused. “I- I only looked for a second, so I barely saw anything.”

“No, of course.” I said.

She looked more flustered than I had seen her in a long time. Neither of us knew what to say.

“I- I’ll just check the weather on my phone,” Haerin said, rushing out of my room.

Given that she was dating Yejun, I assumed she had overcome her embarrassment and shame about sex, but she was still fairly innocent. However, she had just been surprised with a close-up photo of her two friends having sex, so who wouldn’t be embarrassed?

—

Despite the late start, a few cups of black coffee jolted me awake for the hike. Our other friends were experienced hikers who were glad to drag us along at their rapid pace, up trails with pine needles that covered treacherous rocks and roots. I spent the majority of the hike watching where I put my foot, expecting to twist my ankle at any second. When I did hike without my eyes glued to the ground, I found them drawn up perfect, toned, slender legs to Haerin’s ass in her tight athletic shorts. She was walking ahead of me, holding hands with Yejun.

I shake my head. Clearly, a combination of Minji’s teasing and the sexual frustration of the last few weeks had transformed me into a dog, slobbering over anything with the slightest female form.

We stopped for water at a clearing that looked out over the miles of trees below us. As I drank from my water bottle, Yejun pulled me aside.

“Can I ask you something? It’s about Haerin.”

“What’s up?” I thought Haerin had told him about the picture she’d seen of Minji and me and I was ready to apologize.

“Haerin and I have been dating for like eight months now, and...” he paused, a little awkward. “I know this is weird, since you guys have been friends forever, but I’m just gonna say it: I kinda thought we’d be doing more, sexually, by now. All we’ve done is dry humping, nothing below the clothes.”

Hearing that was surprising, but not completely unexpected. I don’t know how that made me feel. Part of me was bummed for my friends that they were missing out on all the great things sex had to offer, but another part of me, one I didn’t realize was there, felt a flash of... something. Not surprise, but maybe lust. I tried to kept my face straight as he went on.

“She’s said she’s waiting to actually have sex, which I totally understand, but do you think she’d want to do anything more than just make out and dry hump? Not just for me. I’d like to make her... finish, you know.”

“I haven’t talked with her about it, it’s not the sort of thing we discuss.” I said, truthfully.

“Do you know if she’s ever gone further than that with her previous boyfriends?” He asked.

“What previous boyfriends?”

Haerin had never dated anyone seriously before Yejun. Hell, the only reason I knew she was straight in high school was that she’d talk about having crushes on boys, but when I’d tell her to do something, she’d refuse.

“If I were you, I’d just let her lead the way. She does what she wants, but not before she’s ready.” I added.

On the way back down the mountain I watched Haerin with more curiosity. It certainly explained her reaction to the picture - she was totally inexperienced, so maybe it was more disgust at what she had seen. I felt bad for just leaving my phone open. I knew her well enough to know her reaction wouldn’t be one of judgment, but it had to make her uncomfortable. I resolved to apologize when I got the chance.

By the end of the hike, we were all soaked in sweat. Haerin pulled up her shirt to mop her flushed face, I could make out the tender curve of her breasts beneath her sports bra… I felt another pang somewhere in my stomach…surprisingly hard nipples. When she lowered the shirt she was looking right at me. I looked away, a little too late.

Damn, I thought, cursing the fact that Minji wouldn’t return for another eight or nine hours. I just needed to stop myself from getting horny for long enough not to do something stupid.

—

“Well, I’m gonna head to bed,” Yejun said, getting up. It was late at night and we’d put on a movie after the night of drinking had wound down. Just about everybody had drifted off from the movie and gone to sleep, save for me, Yejun, and Haerin, who’d seen it through to the end. We were all tired, dressed for bed.

“I’ll be right there,” Haerin said, as Yejun wandered off groggily. Then she turned to me, a small smile on her lips. “T minus two hours until Minji gets here. Are you excited?”

“Of course. I miss her a lot.”

“I mean, are you... excited?” Haerin said, gesturing down at my crotch.

“Hahaha,” I said sarcastically.

Haerin sat in a comfortable recliner across from me, her legs crossed under her. Without realizing it, my eyes drifted down her pajama-clad form and I saw with a start that she wasn’t wearing panties under her loose pajama shorts. I could make out a small dark bush and the tight cleft at the top of what seemed to be her beautiful innie pussy. Of course she wasn’t shaven, I thought, my cock beginning to thicken. She’d never even had sex.

“I guess she hasn’t been too far away, considering all those pictures,” Haerin said.

She shifted on the chair. I got an even better view of her small bush, and through it, her neat pussy lips.

“Yeah. I’m sorry about that. You shouldn’t have to see that.” I tore my eyes away from the faint glimpse of her pussy.

“No, I liked it,” Haerin said. “The wifi’s terrible out here, so my porn has been taking forever to load. Easier to just get it off from the two of you.”

“There’s plenty more where that came from,” I joked.

“Is there?”

I looked at her, trying to decide whether she was bluffing. We’d both had a lot to drink, but the several hours of the movie had sobered us up. She didn’t usually speak this brazenly.

“Yeah. Videos, too.”

Haerin’s face was now as flushed as mine, is she’s serious?

“Can I see it?”

“Should I airdrop them?”

Haerin stood up and walked across the room to mine. My heart started to beat fast. I couldn’t stand up, because I was so hard.

“Show me.”

I opened my phone, trying to keep my hands from shaking. I pulled up the picture she’d seen, the close-up of Minji’s pussy with my bare cock drilling into it.

“Really?” I asked.

Haerin nodded. She leaned down, and I caught the soft curve of her small breast down her sleep shirt. I hesitated, then thought, Fuck it. I turned the phone to her.

“I’ve already seen this one,” she whispered, sending a shiver up my spine. This was bad. I was too horny. I should lock my phone and get out of here. I swiped to the next one -- the video of me and Minji, paused with the cum trickling out of her pussy, her tits and face in the shot.

“Where are you?”

I rewound the video. The only sound in the room was the slick squishing noise of me and Minji fucking, then her moaning. Haerin’s mouth was half-open as she watched.

“Fuck, Minji, I’m about to cum.” At that, I quickly paused the video, returning to my senses. This was too much. Too personal. Minji wouldn’t want me showing intimate videos of us to one of our best friends. And did I really want Haerin to see my dick? I was more drunk than I thought. And so was she, if she allowed it.

“Sorry,” I mumbled. “I shouldn’t show you that.”

“No, it’s okay,” Haerin muttered. “It’s… hot. I have a thing for small dicks.”

I looked up at her. She was grinning. We both burst into laughter.

“Oh, you…” I said, leaping up to grab her. She shrieked and tried to make an escape, but I grabbed her and tackled her, tickling her, onto the couch. We were both laughing. Only when I paused for breath did I realize what a bad idea that had been. I was still completely hard, and was only wearing my boxers.

From beneath me, Haerin tickled me back, and I grabbed her arms, trying to keep her from tickling me.

The rest of it happened fast. I was on top of her, hard, and somewhere in the maneuvering, my cock must have slipped out of the hole in my boxers. I knew that reaching down to fix the situation would immediately make it clear to her what had happened, so I tried to keep her pinned, unable to look down. That was my undoing -- Haerin spread her legs, trying to get them around me for some reason.

All of a sudden, as she did, I felt my cock press up through the leg of her baggy shorts, against her mound. She gasped in surprise, moving her lower body back, but all that did was make my cock slip down, nestling into the hot wetness between her pussy lips. It happened so fast I didn’t even think about the fact that she was dripping wet.

“Is that your…” Haerin started to ask, trying to reposition herself.

Then I felt my cockhead slipped inside her opening. We both froze. I looked down. Her pussy lips were stretched around my cock. I didn’t even have time to think about how amazing her pussy looked -- how long I’d wondered what it would look like, what she’d feel like. Though I was only a few inches into her, it was almost too much for me.

“Y- You’re... inside me.” Her voice quavered.

It happened in such slow motion that the freeze-frame image of Haerin below me, looking down in open-mouth surprise at her shorts pulled to the side, her wet pussy clenching my bare cock is imprinted on my mind, though the moment only lasted a second or two.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to...”

“No… I- I wasn’t wearing panties, it’s my...” She trailed off, her breath ragged.

The moment felt like a dream. Neither of us was moving to pull apart. My cock throbbed inside her, and she gasped as I felt her pussy clench. She was getting wetter, somehow. Involuntarily, I pushed an inch further into her, my cock moving on its own to bury itself as deep into her scalding hot pussy as it could.

“Wait…” she said, her voice soft and strained.

“Don’t-” Then she was cut off by a gasp. Her body shuddered, and her legs which still around my back, pushed me deeper into her. I bottomed her out, God her pussy is sooo tight.

Haerin was small, but she could take my whole length buried snugly inside her. Then she came, hard, trying to stifle her own moans while her pussy clenched around my cock.

“Anhh- fuck I’m…cumming...” Haerin whimpered.

Her body jerked, and she wrapped her arms around mine, pushing our bodies together. Her pussy felt too tight. I wasn’t going to last, especially after three weeks of no sex or masturbation. I was bare inside of her, I couldn’t cum in her. With the last ounce of my willpower, I tried to pull out.

“Haerin, I’m gonna…”

I only made it halfway. Haerin, who was still shuddering in orgasm, firmly pulled me back into her. That feeling of sliding my entire length back into her tight pussy was the end of it. I felt my cock swelling up, before I came hard, deep inside her.

As my cock jerked, shooting cum against the back walls of her pussy, her eyes snapped open. She could feel my warmth splashing into her.

“No, no, I’m not…oohhh…”

She writhed in orgasm again, while I emptied weeks’ worth of cum into her. Any thought of trying to pull out was forgotten. All I wanted to do was bury into her and fill her up. I came and came. Each jerk of my cock within her drew another small moan from her. Her pussy squeezed my cock tighter than any I had ever experienced.

“Oh my god....” she moaned softly.

I slumped down on top of her, breathing heavily into her neck. We stayed like that for a while, until the last jerks of my cock and the last of her small shudders subsided, indicating that we’d ridden out our climaxes.

I lifted my head to look at her. She was beautiful- wide brown eyes, cheeks flushed, her hair a mess on her sweaty forehead. Through her white sleep shirt, I could see the outlines of her areolae and the tiny tents of her nipples. We looked at each other for quite a while, faces close together, then she shook her head in wonder.

“I can’t believe that just happened.”

Haerin looked down on our connection, where my cock was still buried inside her. Her pussy was overflowing with our mixed love juice, dripping and creaming around my cock.

“You cum inside me…” she said, quietly.

“I- I’m so sorry,” I said, “I didn’t mean to-”

“No, I stopped you from pulling out. I... I’ve never cum that hard before. It was… really good, I didn’t want it to end.”

“Me neither,” I said, and she let out a small laugh. As she did, her pussy squeezed me, milking another drop of cum from me.

I breathed out and lifted myself up, pulling my cock out of Haerin with a soft squishing noise. My cum dripped out from between her legs, and she reached down to catch it with her fingers. “Wow.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Do you always... cum this much? How does Minji take it all?”

The mere mention of Minji twisted my insides. “Oh, god…”

“Don’t feel bad. It was an accident.” Haerin was still on her back, legs spread, looking up at me, making no effort whatsoever to conceal her small, hairy, freshly fucked pussy. It was a beautiful sight.

“Yeah, An accident.” I said.

“No need to explain to either Minji or Yejun why you took your best friend’s virginity and pumped her pussy full of cum, especially when it wasn’t on purpose.”

“Oh fuck- Haerin, I…” In the rush of sensations, I had completely forgotten that I had taken her virginity.

She finally stood, barely reaching my collarbone. I couldn’t read her expression. Then she just pulled off her shirt, revealing her beautiful round, petite breasts that sat high on her chest, with brown nipples that looked perfect on her small tits. She slid her shorts down, revealing her pussy in all its glory. A line of cum is dripping down her legs.

“I’m going to need to shower.” She looked dead serious.

I couldn’t tell if she was angry, confused, sad, or… I was horrified to think I’d just ruined one of my longest friendships.

“Haerin, I…”

“Come join me.”

She took a step toward me and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back. In my dazed state, I hadn’t tucked my cock back into my boxers, and it was pressing into her mound. I was still wet from our combined juices. Haerin looked up at me. Tentatively as if we hadn’t just fucked, I leaned in to kiss her. Our lips met in a spark of passion, we kissed with an open mouth as our tongues probing hungrily for each other, And as if it had been forever. Finally, we broke apart.

“Losing virginity to your best friend, that was the best way to lose my virginity I could have ever asked for.”

Haerin took my hand and led us to the bathroom before locking the door behind us.

“Never know when Yejun will be back,” she said softly.

Haerin turned on the shower. Undressing myself as I watched her outline in the mirror, her incredible ass, tight and perfect for her frame, and that pristine lips between her legs. She shivered after splashing water on her breasts to test their warmth.

“This place takes forever to turn on the hot water,” Haerin said.

I was zooning out, naked, half-hard, staring at her. “What?”

“Oh- just trying to figure out where we’re going from here.” I added.

“Don’t overthinking it. We will always love each other. One accident won’t change that. Besides, there’s something poetic about losing your virginity to the same person you had your first kiss with. Someone you can really trust.”

As she spoke, she stood close to me in this small bathroom. It was surreal having this conversation with your best friend, not to mention that both of us naked, having just fucked, cum still dripping out of her pussy. I started to get hard again, cursing myself for being this horny.

“Wow,” she said, looking down at my crotch.

“Already? You are insatiable.”

“I’ve just been wondering how you look naked, and here you are. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make it weird.”

Haerin grabbed my cock with her slender hand.

“Why do you think I wanted to shower with you?”

She got down on her knees, looking up at me with her beautiful eyes and her small mouth half-open. Slowly but surely, she reached out her tongue to lick my tip. A strand of our mixed juice trailed from her tongue.

“Haerin…”

“I’ve never given a blowjob, either,” she said thoughtfully, working her hands up and down my shaft. She circled the tip with her tongue.

“I assumed it would happen before I had sex. I definitely didn’t think I’d be licking my own cum off a cock that had just finished inside me,” she said.

She parted her lips and enveloped my cock in the warm wetness of her mouth. She bobbed up and down on my shaft several times, cleaning her pussy juices and mine off with her tongue. Then she pulled back, looking up at me while continued to jerk my cock.

“I can’t tell if this is you or me, but wow, we taste really good together.”

Before I could answer, she closed her lips around me again, gradually finding a rhythm as she sucked me. I stroked her hair, looking down at the beautiful sight before me, Haerin’s hair is a mess, sucking her best friend cock, her nipples protruded proudly from her pert breast. Her mouth felt almost as amazing as her pussy, and I soon found myself swelling with anticipation. She clearly felt it too as she took me out of her mouth and asked…

“Would you rather cum in my mouth or in my pussy?”

It was strange to hear her, the innocent, sweet, nerdy Haerin, talk like this.

“I didn’t realize you liked talking dirty.”

“You know me,” she said, smiling. “I’m a detail-oriented person.” She continued on sucking, demonstrating a surprising skill despite the fact that it’s her first time giving a blowjob.

She looked up at me and repeated her question.

“So, in my mouth or in my pussy?”

“Honestly I want to do both, but you know me, always indecisive… and God… it’s hard to think with your mouth is on me.”

Haerin stood up as the bathroom started to steam up.

“Think the water’s warm enough?” She asked, grinning.

She pulled me into the shower and our bodies intertwined under the water. I grabbed and kissed her hungrily, working my hands down her breasts, to her side, to her tight ass, pulling her close to me and pressing my cock against her. She lifted her leg onto the side of the bathtub, spreading herself to me. I got down on my knees and pressed my lips against her slit. She moaned in pleasure, but she turned my head, forcing me to look up at her.

“You don’t have to. I… I haven’t shaved.”

“I don’t care about that. Besides, Minji isn’t either.”

“Yeah,” Haerin said, inhaling as I planted a kiss on her nether lips. “I’ve seen the evidence…anhhh” Small moan escapes her lips.

“I want to taste you…”

That was the last word I said before I sank my tongue into her folds, working my way up to her clit and then back down, slowly. I slid a finger into her, pumping slowly in and out as I sucked and licked her clit. I’ve always loved the taste of pussy, and Haerin’s was no exception. As I finger-fucked her, I switched the up and down motion with my tongue to a circular motion, right on her clit.

“Enhhh god, please… just like that,” she whimpered.

“You’re gonna make me cum again... ahhh”

I kept up exactly like that, furiously tonguing her clit and driving my finger in and out of her. Her breath became heavier, and she pushed herself towards me, grinding hard against my mouth. I savored the taste of her tangy opening as she approached her second orgasm of the day.

Finally, with a great heaving sigh and a jerk of her body, she came. While her first orgasms had been hard and all-consuming, but relatively short, this one lasted longer, crashing like a slow wave. I held my mouth to her pussy and continued what I was doing until she stopped thrashing. She lifted me up and kissed me passionately.

“So, what do I taste like?” She asked smilingly.

“Hmm, you taste really good Haerin”

“Have you ever tried lemon zest?” I added.

“Mmm”

“You taste just like that,” I said, grinning.

She stood there for a moment, thinking about what I had just said, then she slapped my hand playfully, and we both burst out laughing.

I kissed her again, silencing her protest. She felt my cock nuzzled at her opening. She reached down and pump it up and down, stroking it up and down in a slow motion, we broke our embrace and she looked up at me. Water cascading down her breasts and dripping off her nipples.

“You didn’t cum in my mouth, and it seems that your dick made the choice for you. In my pussy it is.”

“Haerin. Once is an accident, twice is a choice,”

“Just for tonight, kay? I need you in me.” She said softly.

I slowly began to push in through her tight pussy lips, a thought crossed my mind and I looked at her.

“You’re not on birth control, are you?” She shook her head, kissing me again and spread her legs wider so I could go deeper into her. And deeper it went, I began to push deeper, faster, and harder over and over again as her pussy stretching to accommodate its intruder.

“I could have sworn you got bigger just now,” she whispered, a small moan escapes her lips with every thrust.

“Maybe I like cumming inside you without protection.”

“Ehm yeah? maybe I like that, too… Ahh”

I looked down at our connection, how her perfect lips split open by my grith. She was so unbelievably silky and wet, the perfect pussy that I would ravage forever if I had the chance. And I was bare inside her. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her pussy or her petite breasts, barely moving as I bottomed out in her again and again.

“Can I ask you something?” she panted between strokes.

“What?”

“Who... who feels better? Who do you like fucking more? Me or Minji?”

“That’s not fair,” I said. “Look who I’m inside of right now.”

Talking about Minji while fucking Haerin emphasized the forbidden feeling of it all. I could feel another orgasm rushing on, so I closed my eyes and tried to delay it.

“But if you had to say. And you can be honest.” She said.

“When I fuck Minji,” I said, slowing down my frantic thrusting.

“It’s amazing. She has the most incredible body, experienced, and knows exactly what to do to get me to cum. Sometimes I just enjoy burying myself in her pussy and feeling all of her around me”

“God, Haerin, you are so tight…” I stopped, holding my throbbing cock as far into her as it would go. Her eyes were mostly closed, savoring the feeling.

“Sometimes when I finish in her, she’ll reach down and taste me. Which just gets me going again. I have filled her up every different way. Just about every time you’ve seen her, she’s been full of me.” Haerin moaned at this, clenching me inside her.

“But you… it’s a whole different thing, fuck…” I growled.

I started to build up the pace, gripping her tighter as I pound her faster. Haerin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.

We froze.

“Haerin? Are you in there?”

It was Yejun. He sounded tired. Haerin looked at me, unsure what to do.

“Nghh…yeah,” she called out. “I’m almost done.”

“Why are you showering this late?”

I could hear the wet squelch of her pussy even over the rushing water of the shower as I slid my cock in and out of her. She struggled to maintain her voice even as she responded.

“I- I was feeling… a little dirty…mmhh”

“Are you okay babe?” Yejun asked.

“Hmm… yeah… I- I just need a moment- nghh…”

I couldn’t hold out much longer. I whispered in her ear as I thrust into her “I’m going to cum.”

“Don’t cum too much,” Haerin warned in a low voice, pausing to gasp as I bottomed out in her. “You’re still going to need some for Minji tonight.”

“I’d rather use it all up in you.”

“Alright, I’m going to sleep,” Yejun said from outside.

He had no idea I was fucking his girlfriend for the second time ever, readying to burst my cum into her unprotected pussy, again. Haerin maintained eye contact with me as I sank deeper into her.

“I’ll come soon,” Haerin shouted to him, in a voice that I was sure sounded like she was being fucked. I looked down at her naked body, taking in the sight of her pink ravaged pussy and her firm tits, my thrusts increasing in intensity.

“Haerin…” That was all I could groan out before I pulled her tightly as I buried my cock as deep as it could go into her and burst my second load, painting her wall white as far as it could reach. I’m sure her womb is full of those small tadpoles by now.

Last time had been incredible for its novelty, but it had all happened so fast that I didn’t take it all in. This time, I looked down at her, eyes wide open in pleasure as she felt the warm of cum quickly filling her up. I pulled out halfway and pushed in again, watching, satisfied, as a glob of cum was pushed out around my cock, painting her lips white.

Haerin held me hard, flinching as she came down from her orgasm, while I fucked my last drops of cum into her. I was as far up her pussy as I could go and there was nothing between us. I looked down at her cum-filled pussy split open as I pulled out. Cum poured out of her and onto the floor of the shower.

She inserted two fingers into herself and pulled them out, covered in cum. She brought her fingers to her mouth and let me watch as she licked them clean.

“Better than Minji?” She asked with a low voice. In response, I leaned in to kiss her, our two tastes mingling as our lips met.

We toweled off quickly and went our separate ways after one last kiss. The last thing I thought before falling asleep was “I hope we did a good enough job washing each other off and -- out of ourselves.

—

I woke up the next morning, groggily taking in my surroundings, it was sunny in my room. Minji’s bag was on the desk. I realized Minji must have gotten in and not woke me up, or worse, she’d tried to wake me up and I’d been too tired. Then I felt a warm, wet mouth wrap around my cock, which was rapidly hardening. I Recognize Minji’s incredible lips as she looked up at me, smiling around my cock.

“Good morning!” She was topless, her breasts hanging down enticingly.

“I’m so sorry, I was really sleepy last night” I said.

Minji ran her tongue up the length of my cock, slowly and thoughtfully. “You know you talk in your sleep, right?”

“What?” I asked.

“Well, usually you don’t, but you must have been very tired.” She punctuated her sentences with slow licks on my cock. “See, when I came in and got naked and tried to wake you up, you said the darnedest thing.”

Minji buried my cock in her mouth, deepthroating me until her nose was pressed against my pubic bone before pulling back out, lines of spit connecting her mouth to my shaft. I looked down at her, puzzled.

“Right around the time I got you into my mouth, you looked at me and said, A third time in one night.” As she said that, my stomach clenched

She climbed up the bed, angling my cock in between her folds. “I didn’t know what that meant, but then you said, If we keep this up, Haerin, I’ll have no cum left for Minji.” She sat down on my still-wet cock, letting me bury myself into her velvety pussy.

“At first, I thought it might just be a wet dream. But then I tasted your cock and wouldn’t you know it, I could swear you tasted... different.” She lifted off of me, angling my cock into her for maximum tightness, then slowly inched back down. My head was filled with competing emotions; I was turned on, guilty, horrified, and excited all at once.

“Minji…”

“Did you fuck Haerin?”

I didn’t know what to do or say, besides… “I’m sorry...”

She sped up on top of me, working my cock inside her as only she knew how. “I thought she was a virgin.”

“She... she was. The first time was an accident,” I regretted and cursed myself. After these words left my mouth. Why the hell did I have to say ‘the first time?’

“The first time was an accident huh...and the second?”

“It was- less of an accident…” This was crazy. What was going one? She didn’t seem to be mad, asking the questions in a matter-of-fact tone, as if we were having a simple conversation while I was fucking her.

“I’m guessing you didn’t wear a condom based on the taste she left on you.” I shook my head slowly. “Lucky her. She loses her virginity by having raw sex with her best friend. Did you cum inside her?”

I nodded. My cock throbbed inside Minji, edging closer to orgasm. We both felt it. She kept her pace, sliding her perfect pussy up and down my cock.

“She got three weeks’ worth of your cum. Was her pussy... overflowing?” she asked, again.

All I could do was nod, getting closer to my own orgasm, what the hell with all these questions anyway?

“Are you thinking about it right now? Picturing how she looked?”

“It’s- hard not to, when you asking about it… nghh fuck Minji”

“Are you gonna cum in me while thinking about Haerin?

In response, I pushed all the way into Minji and emptied the cum I had left up her pulsing canal. She moaned louder, grinding her clit hard against mine, and she cummed too. I held Minji close as my cock emptying itself inside her.

I noticed a movement near the door.

Haerin stood in the doorway, her gaze fixed on the spot where Minji and I were joined: Minji on top in a cowgirl position, legs spread, my cock splitting her open with her ass facing the door. Haerin could see our connection where I was bottoming out deep insider her friend.

Minji saw where I was looking and turned around to see Haerin. Haerin flushed and backed away from the doorway, but Minji called out to her, “You can come in.” After a brief moment, Haerin’s head reappeared, beet-red.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“Mean to what?” Minji cut her off.

I was still hard inside Minji and I could feel drops of our cum running down creaming my shaft. Haerin tried hard not to look at it, but failed, miserably.

“You didn’t mean to watch, or you didn’t mean to fuck my boyfriend and take all his cum like a little slut?”

Haerin said nothing, mortified. I didn’t know what to say, either. Minji beckoned Haerin over to the bed, and she came hesitantly. She was wearing the same sleep shirt as last night, and her stiff nipples were clearly visible through it, maybe aroused by this all.

“Did you like watching us?” Minji asked and Haerin just nodded.

“Say it.”

“I liked watching,” Haerin said timidly.

“You liked watching what?”

Haerin swallowed nervously. “All of it. I liked... watching you... suck him off. I liked watching your pussy being pounded by him. I liked- watching… his cumming inside you.”

I was surprised to hear Haerin say that. The submissive side of her had taken over.

“Come here, you little slut.” Minji commanded.

Haerin got onto the bed, following her order. “Now I want you to taste our connection.” Haerin looked confused, so Minji clarified “Taste the place where he’s entering me.”

I was still rock-hard between Minji's lips. Haerin slid between my legs, looking directly at Minji's supple, round ass cheeks and her trimmed pussy around my cock. She tentatively reach oud her tongue to the underside of my cock. Slowly, she ran it up my shaft, gathering cum and Minji's cream on her tongue before reaching Minji's stretched pussy lips. She licked them up and around my cock, allowing me to feel her tongue on every pass. Minji breathed out slowly, clearly enjoying it.

“Now I want you to take him out of me and clean him off,” Minji said.

Haerin slowly reached out to grab my cock, which was slick with Minji's juices and my cum, and withdrew it from Minji with a soft squish. More of cum dripped on my cock. Haerin opened her mouth and leaned down take me in her mouth.

“Don’t swallow,” Minji said. “Keep it in your mouth.”

Haerin bobbed her head up and down, deliberately licking and sucking the wetness off my cock. Directly in front of her nose was Minji’s opening with cum dripping out slowly.

“Now put your mouth on my pussy and put it back in me.”

Haerin couldn’t reply, her mouth full, she looked hesitant. Minji rolled over, spreading her legs in front of Haerin.

“Haven’t you gotten enough of it? Put his cum back inside me.”

I was certain Haerin wouldn’t do it. Fucking me was one thing, eating Minji’s pussy was another. Would this new, submissive Haerin go for it? Still, she was holding the excess cum in her mouth, not swallowing it. She looked caught.

Minji absentmindedly rubbed her clit while waiting. Then, to my surprise, Haerin darted her mouth toward Minji's pussy, pressing her lips against it and reaching out her tongue to let the cum in her mouth dribble back into Minji's waiting hole. Minji moaned in pleasure.

“Keep going... make sure you get it all in...”

Haerin used her tongue to push the cum that had dribbled out of Minji’s pussy back in. She began to fuck Minji with her tongue, in and out of her sopping hole, tasting my cum every time she reached deeper into Minji. Minji closed her eyes, rubbing her nipples with one hand and using the other to press Haerin’s face into her womanhood.

I was rock hard again. Haerin was eating the cum out of Minji’s pussy, or, I guess, putting it back in. Was this a dream?

Minji writhed on the bed as Haerin continued lapping at her, bringing her tongue from the bottom of her pussy, where the cum had pooled, to the top, hungrily licking her clit. Minji gasped, her body rocked with waves of orgasm, and still Haerin kept going. I had never seen Minji orgasm from this angle, normally I was part of the process, and it was hot to see her body constrict in pleasure, tits bouncing, eyes screwed shut. It was even hotter watching Haerin eat her out.

Finally, Minji pulled Haerin's face away from her, which was wet with spit and our mixed juices. Both girls were panting.

“Have you ever gone down on a girl before?” Minji asked. Haerin shook her head, wiping off her mouth. She looked dazed but horny. “You’re good at it.”

Minji looked over at me, at my cock, which was standing upright. “And after all that, he’s still ready.”

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen,” was all I could manage to say.

Minji sat up and pushed Haerin down onto the bed, on her back. Under the sleep shirt, Haerin was wearing a pair of grey panties that were fully soaked through. Minji pulled the panties down, revealing Haerin’s wet, drenched pussy. As Haerin spread her legs, I watched her pussy lips come unglued from each other, revealing pink folds inside.

Minji reached down, into her own pussy, scooping my cum onto her fingers. She reached over and sank those fingers into Haerin’s. She moaned, writhing on the bed.

“You don’t need the extra lubrication,” Minji said, reaching down to spread her wetness over my cock. “But it’ll get you started.”

Minji pulled my cock to Haerin’s opening. I adjusted myself on the bed, getting up so I was supporting myself over Haerin. Minji slowly rubbed my tip up and down Haerin’s sopping lips, before putting me between them. Haerin cooed in pleasure.

“Show me how you fucked her.”

As I sank into Haerin for the third time, I looked over at Minji. My girlfriend was watching with rapt attention as I bottomed out in Haerin’s pussy. Then I looked at Haerin, who stared up at me with wide eyes. My longtime best friend, the girl I adored, was open beneath me.

“Fill me up again,” Haerin whispered.

“Once is an accident, twice is a choice, but three times?” I asked.

“Three times is perfect.”

[kawoala]

— katsuki bakugou ⋮ 03 / 16 / 25. ❝ 𝓗𝑨𝑷𝑷𝒀 𝓑𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑯𝑫𝑨𝒀 ❞

content warnings ⨾ soft!pro-hero!katsuki bakugou. happy (early) birthday katsuki !! profanity. bad days. kirishima mentioned. gn!reader - no pronouns, but reader is wearing a dress. not proof-read. word count ⨾ .6K ❪ 619 ❫

“you look pretty. gettin’ all dressed up for something?”

you meet katsuki’s eyes in the mirror. he stands in the doorway, leaned against the door frame with a smile on his face. your eyes drift and you realize he’s still wearing his costume. with furrowed brows, you turn to him and tilt your head. “katsuki,” you whine, throwing your hands into your lap. “you’re still in your gross hero stuff. we’re supposed to leave in twenty minutes! how are you meant to shower and do your hair and find an outfit and-“

he makes it to where you’re sitting in two and a half strides, his boots leaving mud tracks as he walks through the bedroom. he cuts you off with a chaste kiss, his gloves rough against your otherwise soft face. he leans back and smiles softly. “i’ll be quick, don’t worry. we’ll make it on time, baby.” when you pout, he laughs. “just wanted to see you for a sec. had a shitty day.”

your brows unfurl and you frown. “poor baby,” you coo, cupping his cheek, disregarding the ash smudged on his face. “do you want to talk about it? i can reschedule the dinner for a later reservation.”

“nah.” he shakes his head, but sighs and sits down on the edge of the bed. you bite your tongue, reminding yourself that you can just wash the sheets later rather than berate him about it now. “just a lot of running around. shittyhair got thrown into a fucking building.” he laughs and drags a hand down his face. “so much for a happy birthday right?”

“i told you you should’ve taken the day off,” you sigh out, raising your brows and turning back to the mirror.

“criminals don’t take days off.” it’s quiet, a stark contrast to his usual intensity. you look at him through the mirror and bite the inside of your cheek. he looks so . . . defeated.

“katsuki,” you mumble, turning back around with another frown. you stand and walk over to him, standing in between his legs. “we don’t have to go tonight. we can stay in and watch a movie. it’s your birthday, y’know. we can go out some other time.”

he looks up at you and sighs. you take this time to look at him—really look at him. his boyish features from high school are long gone; chubby cheeks replaced by a sharp jawline, eyebags replaced by crows feet, the same freckles scattered across his cheeks.

he wraps his arms around you in a hug and presses his face into your stomach. you don’t mention how he bought you this dress and how the ash is most definitely going to stain it.

“you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” he mumbles into the fabric, pressing into you harder. you feel your expression soften and you put your arms around his shoulders, squeezing three times—a special way to say i love you. “i don’t know what i would be without you.”

“you’d still be an amazing pro,” you say softly. “maybe a little lost—a little skinny, too.” he laughs and you smile. “but still an amazing, hardworking, kind, determined, helpful, loving pro-hero.”

he hums and for a long moment—maybe five minutes—you two stay like that, silent. the only noise is the AC running through the vents, and the washing machine. eventually, he leans back, keeping his hands on your hips.

“i love you.” he doesn’t say it often, choosing to express it in other ways, but when he does, it’s the best part of your day.

you lean down to press your lips against his, soft and full of meaning. “i love you too, kats. more than you will ever know.”

[sweetestlotusflower]

shark bite movie night || Ren Shiranami x Reader

summary: Ren gets jealous of the plushie you’re cuddling during movie night, he tries to hide it but…things didn’t really go as planned

Includes: (reader is described w feminine body parts), Sub!Ren(obvi teehee), softdom!Mc, unprotected sex, u ride him >:), praise, teasing, handjob(for like a sec), aftercare <3, cuddles

minors DNI, pls respect my boundaries

this turned out way longer than I thought…hope u enjoy! ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Ren sits in his room, waiting for you. Bags of snacks laying on his newly made bed along with his laptop, everything needed for the weekly movie night, well, except you. You weren’t there yet. He decided to farm on some of his games while he waited but, he couldn’t concentrate. He was just absentmindedly clicking random buttons on the screen, not really getting anything done.

“Ugh…why isn’t she here yet..? She’s said she’d be here, like, 15 minutes ago.” He thought to himself, checking the time, “16 minutes” as he watched the clocks minute counter go up by one. “…why am I even counting? That’s so weird, cut it out- I don’t care either way, whatever, she’ll get here..or not- whatever, who cares? I don’t.”

Despite his claims, his heart skips a beat when the door suddenly swings open.

“Finally, you’re- oh.” It was Haru.

“Ren! You’ve got companyyy!” Haru exclaimed as he ignored Rens cold glare and stepped aside to reveal you standing behind him.

Ren sighs, this time in relief.

“Sorry I’m late!” You apologize before quickly making your way into his room.

“It’s fine, I didn’t notice.” He lied.

“Have fun you two!” Haru smiled teasingly at Ren before closing the door. Ren rolls his eyes but you couldn’t help but chuckle at Harus mom-like behavior.

You make your way over to his bed and sit down next to him.

“What’re we watching?” You ask as you reach over to grab his big shark plushie.

“Terrifier.” He responds, before letting out a ‘tch’ when he watches you grab the stuffed animal. You always do that, but you usually took a smaller one or hugged a pillow. Now you’re taking his favorite shark plush? Not that he’s gonna stop you, but…he is your boyfriend, and he’s right here. But you’re choosing the plushie? Ok. Fine. That’s ok, not that he even cares.

“What’s up?” You notice his glances at the shark in your arms, “I can’t take this one?”

“No, you can, it’s fine.” He snapped out of his thoughts and reached over to the laptop to finally start the movie. You take his word for it and lean back with the plushie in your arms.

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You’re about halfway through the movie at this point. Not that Ren was watching it. He was too busy stealing glances at you, you and that damned plushie. Ren likes this movie, he was really looking forward to watching it with you, though he’d never admit it. But now, he couldn’t help but notice how comfortable you got with the stuffed shark. Almost too comfortable.

He took notice of how tightly you hugged it against your frame, its face pressed against your chest with its tail snuggled in between your thighs. Your choice of clothing wasn’t exactly helping. Loose pajama shorts and a tank top, making it so the plushies face was right against your cleavage whilst your almost bare legs wrapped around it. He felt a slight ache in his chest at the sight, he couldn’t find the courage to tell you how much he wishes it was him in its place.

If only he had the confidence, he’d shove the plushie away from your grasp and tell you to focus on him. He imagined how nice it’d feel, with him laying on top of you, your arms wrapped around him, letting his head press into your chest as you wrap your legs around his hips, resulting in his crotch being pressed right against yours. He’d get hard, and he’d be in the perfect position to grind against you, you’d whimper so close to his ear, eventually you’d start humping up against him, wetness seeping through your shorts as you beg him to fuck you already.

He’s snapped back to reality when a loud sound effect suddenly plays from the movie. Right, the movie, you’re watching a movie together. He lets out an audible sigh before he freezes up in realization-

he’s hard.

He glances over at you again to make sure you hadn’t noticed, you hadn’t, good, that’d be way too embarrassing. He shifts around, sitting up straight and pressing his thighs together. His eyes scanning his bed for another plushie or pillow to hide his growing hardness, until he found that they were all on the other side of the bed. Right next to you. Shit.

Your attention draws towards him when you notice his nervous fidgeting. You could tell he wasn’t focused on the movie anymore with how he wasn’t even looking at the screen. He seemed lost in his own thoughts and almost…anxious? You reach over to tap on his thigh, wanting to check in on him. He immediately jerks up in surprise, quickly shoving your hand away.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you…” you’re caught off guard by his dramatic reaction, furrowing your brows in concern. “Everything okay?”

“Y-yeah I’m fine” he did not sound convincing.

You lay the plushie to the side and inch closer to him, rubbing your hand up his arm in attempt to comfort him. “You sure? You seem worked up..” you ask again as your eyes travel down his form. Oh. Now you get it.

“I said I’m fine! Geez…” he jerks his arm away from you. He’s almost scared you’ll hear his heartbeat if you get any closer. And you do. Get closer, that is.

“Sure you don’t need my help?” This time you’re smiling at him, chuckling even. The hand that was once on his arm starts to crawl up on his thigh, slowly stroking it up and down.

“W-what? What are you talking about?” He fumbled over his words, refusing to take the hint in fear that you might mean something else.

“I can tell you’re hard, Ren.” you get straight to the point. “So…do you want my help with that?”

His brain was short circuiting at this point, crimson blush spreading across his face as his wide eyes scan you up and down. He only got harder by the second, especially with how you were leaning in towards him, and your hand being dangerously close to where he needs you. The scent of your perfume felt as if it was consuming him, fogging his mind up. How could he decline when you were offering help by your own volition?

“I-hm, yes…please.” It was a challenge getting the words out. But the moment he did, your lips crashed onto his. Your hands quickly find their way to his hair to run your fingers through his dark green locks, meanwhile you slowly but surely make your way on top of him. You pause to breathe for a second, seeing his needy pout brought a smile to your face. You turn around to gently shut the laptop before getting back to him.

“I hope it wasn’t the movie that got you turned on.” You say in a half-joking matter, seeing as the film had been depicting brutal torture. “I mean…no judgement but, that’s not happening.”

“Obviously not…don’t be stupid.” He scoffs at your teasing comment. “It was cause- no. Whatever.” He mumbled the last words when he decided that he wasn’t going to admit he got hard by watching you hug a plushie. You’d never let him forget that.

“Oh, please, do tell.” You smirk down at him as you let a hand slide up his shirt, feeling up his torso before finding a nipple to play with.

He felt his cock twitch in reaction to you and he lets out a faint whine from how you kept dragging this out. He needs you. Now. How much longer do you want him to wait?

“Tell me, Ren.” Your tone suddenly demanding as you start to lightly pinch his nipple. He winced in pleasure, he really couldn’t say no to you.

“You always- hm…cuddle those plushies but never- me..” he let out reluctantly, his face red. “Do you know how annoying it is?? Watching you wrap your legs around them but not even sparing me a glance?” He quickly got defensive, brows furrowing in frustration. You on the other hand, really can’t help but giggle at his sour expression.

“You’re jealous of the plushies? Aw…” you coo at him “Ren, I’d pick you over a plushie any day. I just can’t tell if you’re ever up for cuddles, y’know?”

“You could literally just ask.” He narrows his eyes at you, still frustrated.

“Will do. If you’re more honest with your replies.” You jabbed back at him to which he scoffs, getting defensive again.

“Excuse you? I’m honest, like, almost all the time, I don’t even know why you’d- uhm…” you take your shirt off before he starts rambling up excuses, shutting him up as he takes in your form. You laugh lightheartedly at his reaction.

“Good boy.” You smile before diving in to kiss him again before he can respond. Your hand finds its way back underneath his shirt before he gently bites your lip, asking for entrance. You quickly dart your tongue into his mouth in response, meeting with his.

You shift on top of him, making it so you’re pressed right up against his clothed cock. You feel your own core start to ache for him when you start grinding. His hardness coming into contact with all the right places. He moans against your mouth, so you break the kiss in order to hear all his little noises. Your lips latch onto his neck instead, kissing, licking and sucking all over, leaving marks on the places that made him whimper. You start to grind faster, growing impatient yourself as you feel the wetness pool up inside you. You need him inside.

“Ren…” you whine right into his ear, shivers going down his spine and making his dick twitch against you. “…can I take them off?” You ask while your fingers play with the hem of his checkered sweatpants. Oh how he had waited for you to ask that.

“Please” he whines in response. He was already such a mess underneath you, his pride being overshadowed by his need and desperation.

You make quick work of his sweatpants before removing your own. Leaning down, you kiss him once again whilst palming his dick through his boxers. He whines, his hands tremble as they travel up your back until they reach your bra strap. He tugs at it, not quite knowing how to take it off.

You break the kiss, keeping a few centimeters between your lips. “You want it off?” He nods in response.

“Take it off then.” You plant a peck on his lips before sitting upright again, waiting for him to make an attempt. He tries, alright. He starts at the shoulder straps, carefully sliding them off your shoulders and taking your arms out. Then he freezes, trying to think of what the next step could be before attempting to simply pull it downwards, to no avail. He lets out a frustrated sigh.

“You do it..” he mutters. You found it cute, you knew he was gonna fail but at least he tried. You’re not letting him get off that easy though.

“Here, I’ll show you.” You smile as you take his hands and lead them to the bra clasp on your back. Holding his hands in yours while steering his fingers to snap it open. Finally, he watches the bra fall off your chest as his face goes red. He takes the bra and tosses it to the side before hesitantly reaching to touch your bare chest.

“You don’t have to hesitate, baby. Touch me all you want.” You lean in and whisper against his lips. He hated how much he likes when you call him that. His hands begin to roam over your body, gently squeezing here and there. You decide he’s waited long enough before finally removing his boxers. He gasps, hands stopping their movements for a second before grabbing onto you again.

“You’ve been so good for me, Ren.” Your sultry voice traveling down his spine as your hand travels down to his cock. Gently, you grab it and start off with slow strokes, up and down. He whimpers right against your ear, really trying to keep it together. “You’re gonna keep being good for me?” You ask, pumping him faster in your hand.

“Mm..yeah I will..” he makes out through his whimpers. You could get him to say almost anything in this state, as long as you kept stroking like that. As his moans get louder you suddenly let go of his twitching shaft.

“W-what? C’mon..don’t be like this…” he whines, irritated as he glares up at you.

“Oh, you don’t want me to ride you?” You were just about to take off your panties before stopping to look down at him.

“What. No-you-can-do-that-it’s-fine.” He quickly blurts out, to which you chuckle in response. “That’s what I thought.”

“I’m gonna make you feel sooo good, baby” he hadn’t even noticed your underwear was already discarded when you finally lower yourself onto him. Slowly enveloping him, inch by inch, with your tight walls.

“F-fuck!” He groans as you bottom out on top of him, getting everything in. You take a breath in order to relax before an experimental grind. Rens hands immediately fly to your hips once you start grinding more frequently, eventually lifting yourself up and down his dick. He lets out a small whine for every time you bounce down on him, the bed starting to squeak in rythm to your movements.

“Mm, you’re so good Ren, y’feel so good in me..” you say through gasps as your breath grew shorter from the increase in speed. His hardness throbbing inside of you whilst you move to make it hit your sweet spot over and over. All the pleasure slowly starting to pool up inside of you.

“I- mm, gonna cum…” he mumbles through moans, his arms and legs trembling as you kept pumping him into you. Incoherent mumbles and whines of your name leaving his lips like a mantra. Suddenly, he breaks his chant with a delicious moan and you feel him come undone inside of you.

Your pace doesn’t falter, not until you’ve cum as well. Reveling in his whines as you continuously fuck him through his orgasm until your peak builds up and you finally come undone. Walls clenching around him as you cream on his cock with a whine of his name.

You collapse on top of him, catching your breath while you revel in the afterglow of your orgasm. Your arms lazily snake around his head, your fingers gently playing with his soft hair as you breathe in his scent. You muster up a little more strength to gently get him out of you before falling down right by his side.

He moves to lay on his side, facing you, allowing you to snake one arm over his torso. Your hand reaches his back, so you gently drag your nails up and down to scratch him. He’s silent, merely breathing in as goosebumps spread along his back. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer against him, his grasp telling you that he wouldn’t let go for a while. You smile, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck, a comforting warmth spreading within your chest.

The two of you lay there, holding each other in blissful silence. You hear a murmured “…love you” under Rens breath before drifting off to sleep.

[herstoryheaven]

Descendants Evie x Reader: Charming Lies, True Hearts

Prompt: Evie x fem!reader enemies to lovers? maybe they’re roommates at auradon prep and they just really can’t stand eachother but there’s lowkey a lot of tension there and they end up kissing??? idk I’m just a sucker for enemies to lovers and also evie so.

Reader: Female

Word count: 4417

Average reading time: 16 min 5 sec

Category: Hurt/Comfort 

Warnings: None

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Disclaimer: All events portrayed in my stories are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental. Any actions or behaviours portrayed by the characters may differ from reality and cannot be connected to any actual person. This work is purely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only.

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Auradon Prep was supposed to be perfect, but Y/n Charming had learned long ago that even fairy tales had their share of complications. The picturesque towers, the neatly trimmed gardens, and the glittering gowns were all a part of her everyday life. As the daughter of Prince Charming and Cinderella, she had grown up surrounded by the ideals of chivalry and grace, but nothing in her upbringing had prepared her for the chaos that came with the four new transfer students from the Isle of the Lost.

Y/n stood by the grand entrance of Auradon Prep, together with her twin brother Chad, and watched as Mal, Evie, Jay, and Carlos stepped out of the limousine. Chad, as usual, was preoccupied with his reflection in a hand mirror, checking that every blond strand was perfectly in place. Y/n rolled her eyes. ‘Of course, he was more interested in his hair than the newcomers. Typical Chad.’

But Y/n’s attention was immediately drawn to Evie, the blue-haired daughter of the Evil Queen, who stepped out right after Mal, with an air of regal confidence that almost rivaled her own. Evie’s deep blue hair framed her face perfectly, and her lips were painted a bold red that made her look both enchanting and mysterious. Y/n’s heart skipped a beat, a reaction that she instantly dismissed as annoyance. ‘She will be just like her mother, obsessed with finding a prince and crown.’

“Welcome to Auradon Prep!” Ben’s voice rang out as he greeted the Isle kids with a warm smile. The Prince of Auradon was as princely as they came, handsome, kind, and idealistic. Y/n respected him, but she couldn’t help feeling skeptical about this entire experiment. Bringing villains’ children into Auradon? What was he thinking?

As introductions were made, Y/n noticed Evie’s gaze lingering on Chad. She didn’t miss the way Evie’s smile widened as her eyes raked over her twin brother, who was still engrossed in his mirror. ‘Of course, she’d set her sights on Chad, prince Charming. How predictable.’

Y/n’s lips pressed into a thin line as the knot of annoyance in her stomach tightened. ‘Doesn’t she have any sense, any selfrespect? My brother? Really?’

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The day went on with the usual bustle of new students settling in, and Y/n soon found herself in her dormitory, unpacking some new dresses her mother had sent her from the royal palace. The room was her space to hide when the royal life became a bit too much to handle, a space she had cherished for its isolation. But that was before she learned that she would no longer have it to herself.

“Y/n.” Ben called out as he entered her room. Y/n looked up, already dreading the words that would follow.

“Hi, Ben. What’s up?” she asked, trying to sound cheerful despite the sinking feeling in her chest.

“I need to talk to you about your rooming situation.” he started, his tone apologetic. “We’re a bit short on space with the new arrivals, and I was hoping you wouldn’t mind sharing your room with Mal and Evie.”

Y/n’s jaw tightened, but she forced a smile. “Of course. I understand.”

“Great! I knew I could count on you.” Ben said, clearly relieved. “They should be here any minute to settle in.”

The door barely closed behind him when Mal and Evie walked in, Evie’s luggage trailing behind her like a royal entourage. Y/n immediately noticed that Evie had already put on her most charming smile, the one that had undoubtedly been used to manipulate countless others. Mal, on the other hand, exuded a quiet confidence, her eyes scanning the room with a calculating sharpness that made Y/n’s skin prickle. This wasn’t just any ordinary duo—they were the daughters of some of the most infamous villains in history, and their presence was impossible to ignore.

“Hi, roomie!” Evie chirped, her voice sweet enough to rot teeth. “I hope we’ll get along just splendidly.”

Y/n turned away to hide her grimace. “Yeah, sure. Just keep your stuff on your side, and we’ll be fine.”

Mal’s eyes flickered between the two girls, sensing the tension almost immediately. She leaned casually against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest as if she were settling in to watch a show. “Nice place.” she commented, her voice dripping with amusement. “It’s almost as cozy as a dungeon.”

Evie’s eyes scanned the room, settling on Chad’s portrait hanging by Y/n’s bedside. “Oh, that’s a lovely picture of Chad.” she mused, stepping closer to get a better look. “He really is as handsome as the stories say.”

Y/n’s hands balled into fists. ‘Oh, for the love of—does she ever stop?’ “You know, there’s more to Auradon than just chasing after princes.” Y/n said, trying to keep her voice even, but the edge in her tone was unmistakable.

Evie turned to face her, a small smirk playing on her lips. “Who says I’m just chasing after princes? But if I were, who could blame me? He’s perfection.”

Mal raised an eyebrow, clearly entertained by the exchange. “Perfection, huh? I didn’t think perfection was your type, Evie.”

Evie shrugged, her smile never faltering. “It’s not about perfection, Mal. It’s about potential.”

The casual way Evie dismissed the gravity of the situation only fueled Y/n’s anger. The thought of this girl, this daughter of a villain, trying to sink her claws into Chad, was infuriating. ‘How can she not see how ridiculous she’s being?’

“You might want to reconsider,” Y/n said, her voice sharper than she intended. “Chad isn’t as Charming as you might think he is. He is a first-class manipulator, using girls for his own benefit.”

The words were out before Y/n could stop them, and the room fell into a stunned silence. Evie’s eyes widened, her expression unreadable as she processed Y/n’s outburst. For a moment, Y/n regretted saying anything, but the thought of Evie pursuing Chad had clouded her judgment.

Mal let out a low whistle, her eyes flicking between Evie and Y/n with newfound interest. “Well, this just got interesting.”

Evie finally spoke, her voice calm but laced with an undercurrent of something darker. “You know, Y/n, it’s funny how you seem to know so much about Chad’s flaws. Almost like you’ve had some personal experience with them.”

Y/n’s heart skipped a beat, her mind racing to formulate a response. She hadn’t expected Evie to turn the tables so quickly. But this was no time to back down. She took a deep breath, steadying herself before she spoke.

“That’s because Chad is my twin brother.” Y/n said, her voice firm. “That’s how I know exactly what he’s like. I’ve seen it all firsthand, every sweet word, every charming smile, every single time he’s played someone to get what he wants. And trust me, Evie, you don’t want to be the next one to get her heart broken by prince charming.”

The room fell into a thick, tense silence as Evie processed this new information. Her smirk faltered for just a moment, her eyes narrowing as she reassessed Y/n. Mal, too, seemed caught off guard, her cocky grin slipping as she regarded Y/n with a new level of respect or perhaps wariness.

Evie’s smile returned, but it was colder this time, devoid of the warmth it had feigned earlier. “We’ll see, won’t we?” she said, her voice dangerously sweet. “Maybe I’ll surprise you.”

Mal pushed off the wall, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “This is going to be so much fun,” she said, her tone laced with dark excitement.

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The days following the confrontation in Y/n's dorm room were tense and filled with a thick atmosphere of unspoken rivalry. Evie had become more determined than ever to prove Y/n wrong, throwing herself into her pursuit of Chad with an intensity that made Y/n’s stomach churn. Mal, ever the instigator, watched the unfolding drama with an amused smirk, offering her support to Evie in ways that only fueled the flames.

Evie’s efforts didn’t go unnoticed. Chad, with his easy smile and princely charm, seemed to take to Evie’s attention like a moth to a flame. He invited her to study sessions, complimented her on her designs, and even started seeking her out during free periods. To anyone looking in from the outside, it might have seemed like the perfect fairy tale. Evie, the beautiful, talented daughter of the Evil Queen, winning the heart of Auradon’s golden boy.

But Y/n knew better.

She saw the way Chad’s eyes glazed over when Evie gushed about her latest fashion project. She noticed how he barely touched the homemade lunches Evie lavished upon him, and how he only truly seemed interested when the conversation turned to something he could gain from. The longer it went on, the more Y/n’s heart ached for Evie, despite their rocky start. Evie, for all her faults, genuinely believed she was getting what her mother had always told her. A prince, a crown, a future, validation of her worth. But Chad wasn’t interested in any of that. He was interested in one thing only: what Evie could do for him.

One afternoon, Y/n found herself in the library, trying to focus on her own homework when she overheard a familiar voice.

“Evie, you’re such a lifesaver,” Chad said, his tone dripping with feigned gratitude. “I don’t know how I’d get through all this without you.”

Y/n peeked around the corner of a bookshelf to see Chad leaning casually against a table, his signature smirk plastered on his face. Evie sat across from him, her face glowing with pride as she handed him a neatly organized stack of papers.

“Oh, it’s no problem at all,” Evie replied, her voice full of warmth. “I’m happy to help.”

Chad glanced over the papers, not even pretending to read them. “You’re amazing,” he said, flashing her a grin that Y/n had seen countless times before. It was the same grin that had melted hearts all over Auradon, and the same grin he used to get what he wanted. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

Evie blushed, ducking her head shyly. “You don’t have to say that, Chad.”

“No, I mean it,” Chad insisted, leaning in closer. “You’ve been incredible, Evie. I’m so glad we’re spending more time together.”

Y/n’s stomach turned as she watched the scene unfold. She could see the hope in Evie’s eyes, the belief that she was finally getting the prince she’d always dreamed of. But Y/n also saw the way Chad’s smile never reached his eyes, the way he pocketed the papers with a careless flick of his wrist before turning his attention back to his phone, clearly more interested in the latest social media update than in Evie.

It was sickening.

Chad played his part well, though. Over the next few weeks, he continued to reel Evie in with sweet words and hollow compliments, always careful to keep her hooked just enough to ensure she’d do his homework, help him study for tests, and provide a steady stream of the answers and resources he needed to maintain his grades.

But as much as it pained Y/n to see, she couldn’t interfere, not yet. She needed Evie to see Chad for who he really was, to realize that her so-called “prince” was nothing more than a shallow manipulator who saw her as a means to an end.

The opportunity came sooner than she expected.

It was a Friday afternoon, and Y/n had just finished her last class when she noticed Evie sitting alone in one of the courtyard gazebos, her usually vibrant expression clouded with worry. Y/n hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to approach her. The memory of their tense exchange in their dorm still lingered, but something about the way Evie sat there, her shoulders hunched and her fingers twisting nervously in her lap, convinced Y/n to act.

“Evie.” Y/n said softly as she approached, careful not to startle her.

Evie looked up, surprise flashing in her eyes before she quickly masked it with a forced smile. “Oh, hey, Y/n. What’s up?”

Y/n sat down next to her, the words heavy on her tongue. “I saw you with Chad earlier.” she began, trying to keep her voice gentle. “You seemed… happy.”

Evie’s smile faltered. “Yeah, well… Chad’s been really nice to me lately. He even said he might take me to the next royal ball.”

Y/n felt a pang in her chest, knowing exactly where this was heading. “Evie, I—”

“I know what you’re going to say.” Evie interrupted, her voice suddenly defensive. “You’re going to tell me I’m being used. That Chad doesn’t care about me. But you’re wrong, Y/n. You don’t know him like I do.”

“Evie, I do know him.” Y/n said firmly, her voice tinged with urgency. “He’s my brother. I’ve seen him do this before, he pretends to care just enough to get what he wants, but he never really does. You’re smarter than this, Evie. You have to see that.”

For a moment, Evie didn’t respond. She stared down at her hands, her expression conflicted. Y/n could see the war waging in her mind, the struggle between wanting to believe in the fairy tale and facing the harsh reality.

Finally, Evie spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. “He told me he loves me, Y/n. That I’m different from all the other girls.”

Y/n’s heart broke a little at the vulnerability in Evie’s voice. “That’s what he always says.” she said softly. “He knows exactly what to say to make someone feel special. But, Evie… he’s using you. I’ve heard him bragging to his friends about how easy it is to get you to do his homework. He doesn’t care about you, he cares about what you can do for him.”

Evie’s eyes welled up with tears, her lip trembling as she tried to keep her composure. “But… I thought…”

Y/n reached out, placing a hand on Evie’s arm. “You deserve better than this, Evie. You’re talented, smart, and kind. Don’t let him make you feel like you need to prove your worth by doing his work. You don’t need Chad or any prince to validate you.”

For a long moment, Evie sat in silence, her emotions swirling in her eyes. Y/n could see the realization dawning on her, the painful truth sinking in. Finally, Evie let out a shaky breath, wiping away the tears that had begun to spill down her cheeks.

“I just wanted to make my mom proud.” Evie admitted, her voice breaking. “She always told me I needed to find a prince… that it was the only way to prove I was worth something.”

Y/n squeezed her arm gently. “Your worth isn’t defined by some prince, Evie. You’re amazing all on your own. You are so smart and look at how far you’ve come since you got here. You even are about to launch your own clothing brand. And you did all of it without a prince, just being you is enough Evie.”

Evie looked at Y/n, a mix of gratitude and sorrow in her eyes. “Thank you, Y/n.” she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity. “I’m sorry for… everything.”

Y/n gave her a small, reassuring smile. “It’s okay. We’ve all made mistakes. The important thing is what you do next.”

Evie nodded, determination slowly replacing the sadness in her expression. “You’re right. I’m not going to let him use me anymore.”

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The atmosphere between Y/n and Evie shifted in the days following their heartfelt conversation in the courtyard. A tentative truce had formed, replacing the tension that once defined their interactions. But there was something more, something unspoken lingering between them, a connection that neither of them had expected.

Evie had kept her word. She distanced herself from Chad, focusing instead on her own studies and projects. Y/n noticed the change immediately, how Evie seemed more at ease, more confident in her own skin. It was as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, allowing her true self to shine through.

The first time Y/n caught Evie looking at her, really looking at her, she felt her heart skip a beat. Evie’s gaze was intense, filled with something deeper than the casual glances they’d exchanged before. Y/n tried to dismiss it, telling herself it was nothing, but the flutter in her chest betrayed her.

One evening, as they sat in their dorm room, Evie working on a new dress design and Y/n pretending to study, the tension between them grew impossible to ignore. The silence was comfortable, but there was an electric undercurrent that neither could deny.

Evie was the first to break it. She set down her sketchpad and turned to Y/n, her blue eyes shimmering with a mixture of determination and something softer, something that made Y/n’s breath catch.

“Y/n,” Evie began, her voice gentle yet firm. “I’ve been thinking a lot… about everything that’s happened. About us.”

Y/n looked up from her textbook, her heart suddenly pounding. “Us?”

Evie smiled, a soft, almost shy smile that Y/n hadn’t seen before. “Yes, us. You’ve been so kind to me, even when I didn’t deserve it. You made me realize that I don’t need to chase after some prince to find my worth. And… I’ve realized something else, too.”

Y/n swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. “What’s that?”

Evie leaned in closer, her gaze never leaving Y/n’s. “I don’t want a prince. I never did, not really. What I want… what I’ve wanted all along… is someone who sees me for who I am, someone who challenges me, who makes me want to be better. Someone who’s not afraid to call me out when I’m being ridiculous, but who also believes in me, even when I don’t believe in myself.”

Y/n felt her pulse quicken as Evie’s words sank in. There was no mistaking the intent behind them, the way Evie’s eyes flicked to her lips before meeting her gaze again. “Evie, I…”

Evie didn’t let her finish. With a boldness that took Y/n’s breath away, she closed the distance between them, her lips brushing against Y/n’s in a kiss that was soft, tentative, but filled with so much emotion that it made Y/n’s head spin.

For a moment, Y/n was too stunned to react. But then she melted into the kiss, her hands instinctively reaching up to cup Evie’s face. The kiss deepened, and Y/n felt a warmth spread through her chest, a sensation that was both exhilarating and terrifying in its intensity.

When they finally broke apart, both girls were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other’s. Evie’s eyes sparkled with mischief, a smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth. “I told you I can get what I want and what I want is this incredible good looking, kind hearted, brave princess charming.” she murmured, her voice filled with playful confidence.

Y/n let out a shaky laugh, her heart swelling with something she hadn’t fully realized until this moment. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

Evie grinned, a teasing glint in her eyes. “You love it.”

And Y/n couldn’t deny it. She did love it, loved the way Evie made her feel, loved the way their banter had transformed into something deeper, something that made her heart race and her thoughts scatter. “Maybe I do.” she admitted, her voice soft.

Evie’s smile softened, her hand gently caressing Y/n’s cheek. “Goo.,” she whispered. “Because I’m falling for you, Y/n. And I want to see where this goes, if you’re willing.”

Y/n’s heart soared at Evie’s confession. She didn’t have to think twice. “I’m willing.” she replied, her voice steady and sure.

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A view days into their blossoming relationship, Evie approached Y/n with a sparkle in her eye and an air of excitement that immediately caught Y/n’s attention. They were sitting together in the dorm room, enjoying a quiet afternoon when Evie suddenly hopped off her bed, rummaging through her closet with a grin.

“What are you up to?” Y/n asked, curious but already feeling a flutter of anticipation.

Evie glanced back at her, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “Well, since we have our first official date tonight, I wanted to surprise you with something special.”

Y/n tilted her head, intrigued. “A surprise?”

Evie nodded, pulling out a garment bag and laying it carefully on her bed. “I’ve been working on something, and I think you’ll like it.”

With a teasing smile, Evie unzipped the bag to reveal a stunning dress, the likes of which Y/n had never seen before. The fabric was a soft, light shade of blue that shimmered faintly in the light, with delicate silver embroidery tracing intricate patterns along the bodice. The design was elegant yet simple, with a fitted waist and a flowing skirt that promised to swirl gracefully with every movement.

Y/n’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the dress, her heart skipping a beat. “Evie… did you make this?”

Evie’s smile widened, a mixture of pride and nervousness in her expression. “I did. I wanted to make something just for you, something that would make you feel as special as you make me feel.”

Y/n was speechless for a moment, overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness behind the gesture. She reached out to touch the fabric, marveling at its softness. “It’s beautiful, Evie. I don’t even know what to say.”

Evie stepped closer, her eyes twinkling with affection. “Say you’ll wear it tonight. I want to see you in it.”

Y/n looked up at her, a warm blush spreading across her cheeks. “Of course I will,” she said softly, unable to hide the emotion in her voice. “Thank you.”

Evie beamed, her excitement contagious. “Perfect! Now, let’s get you dressed. I want everything to be just right.”

Y/n laughed, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement as Evie led her to the mirror. With gentle hands, Evie helped Y/n into the dress, carefully smoothing the fabric and adjusting the straps. As Y/n looked at herself in the mirror, she barely recognized the person staring back at her. The dress fit her perfectly, accentuating her figure in all the right places, and the color brought out the warmth in her eyes.

“You look stunning,” Evie whispered, her voice filled with awe as she stood behind Y/n, her hands resting on her shoulders. Their eyes met in the mirror, and Y/n felt her heart swell with love for the girl standing beside her.

“Evie, I… I don’t know what to say,” Y/n murmured. “This is the most beautiful thing anyone’s ever done for me.”

Evie’s expression softened, her hands sliding down to rest on Y/n’s waist. She leaned in, pressing a tender kiss behind Y/n’s ear, her lips lingering there for a moment. “You don’t have to say anything,” Evie whispered against her skin, her voice gentle and reassuring. “Just let me spoil you a little tonight, okay?”

Y/n smiled, turning around, leaning in to press a soft kiss to Evie’s lips. “I’m already spoiled just by being with you.”

Evie blushed at the compliment, but there was a glint of playful determination in her eyes as she stepped back, giving Y/n one last look-over. “Well, tonight is about making sure you feel as amazing as you are.”

Just then, the door to the dorm room swung open with a confident flourish, and Mal strolled in with a smirk that conveyed both satisfaction and a touch of amusement. “Looks like I’m just in time,” Mal said, her eyes dancing with a knowing glint. “You two look adorable. Is it date night already?”

Evie turned, her face lighting up with a mixture of surprise and annoyance. “Mal! We were just about to head out. Can’t you see we’re in the middle of something here?”

Mal’s smirk widened as she leaned casually against the doorframe. “Oh, I can see that. And it’s about time you two made things official. Enjoy your evening; it looks like it’s going to be a memorable one.”

Y/n and Evie exchanged a glance, both laughing softly at Mal’s timing. With a final glance and a reassuring squeeze of Y/n’s hand, Evie led her toward the door. Mal watched them leave, her smirk giving way to a genuine smile as she admired the love and joy radiating from the couple.

Y/n found herself walking through the gardens of Auradon Prep, the night air cool against her skin, but the warmth of Evie’s hand in hers keeping her heart racing. Evie had arranged for a private picnic beneath the stars, complete with twinkling fairy lights and a spread of all their favorite foods. The setting was magical, straight out of a fairy tale, and Y/n couldn’t help but marvel at the lengths Evie had gone to make the evening perfect.

As they settled on the blanket, surrounded by soft pillows and the gentle glow of the lights, Y/n couldn’t take her eyes off Evie. She looked radiant, her own dress a deep shade of sapphire blue that complimented beautifully with Y/n’s light blue. They sat close, their fingers intertwined, and Y/n felt a wave of gratitude wash over her, grateful for this moment, for this girl who had changed everything.

“You’ve really outdone yourself.” Y/n said softly, her voice filled with affection. “This is the most romantic thing I’ve ever experienced.”

Evie smiled, leaning in closer. “I wanted it to be special, just like you.” She paused, her eyes glinting with a playful edge. “And I told you Y/n, I always get what I want.”

Y/n chuckled, remembering their first meeting and the way Evie had exuded confidence even then. “And what do you want, Evie?”

Evie’s gaze softened, her thumb gently brushing over Y/n’s knuckles. “My very own princess charming” she said simply, her voice filled with sincerity. “I want you, Y/n. And I’m going to make sure you never forget how much you mean to me.”

Y/n’s breath hitched at the words, a smile tugging at her lips. “You’ve already done that,” she whispered, leaning in to close the distance between them. Their lips met in a kiss that was slow and tender, filled with all the emotions they’d been carrying.

As the night went on, they talked, laughed, and shared stories under the stars, wrapped up in each other and the magic of the moment. It was the beginning of something beautiful, something neither of them had expected but both were eager to explore.

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Day 16: Cackle

Remus has been annoying the hell of every side, and Logan wants to put a stop to it. But to his surprise, Remus manages to turn his argument around in such a way, that Logan is left cackling instead!

Needed to add some Remus moments in this Tickletober, cause why not? Hope you all enjoy!

Remus had been causing a lot of havoc today. He’d been bothering Thomas, he’d been annoying Roman (like usual), and now he’s even beginning to annoy Logan. And let’s just say, it takes A LOT to annoy Logan. And so, Logan has decided to set the record gay…

Because as everyone knows…Logan, nor Remus, are straight. 

Logan walked up to Remus right as he was getting ready to launch a big balloon into the air. “Remus, we need to discuss something.”

Remus looked at Logan with a smirk before letting go of the balloon, sending it flying. 

“Remus-” Logan caught the balloon with two fingers, stopping the balloon right in its tracks without even looking. “That’s enough tomfoolery.” Logan ordered. 

“Tomfoolery?!” Remus reacted. “What are you, 96?!” He reacted. 

Logan raised an eyebrow. “No, I’m 35 years old. You are too, as a matter of fact.” Logan replied. 

Remus rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Alright, four eyes. What’s twisting your nipples?” Remus asked. 

Logan sighed. “More like ‘who’.” Logan replied. “And the answer is you. You’re being quite annoying.” He told him. 

“When am I not?” Remus asked him. 

“Let me rephrase that: You’re being more annoying than usual.” Logan replied. 

“Aww…poor muffin can’t handle a little fun in your life~” He teased. “Gotta hate when the fun police gets involved…” 

“Remus…” Logan sighed. “All I’m asking is that you keep it to a minimum.” He responded. 

Remus bursted out laughing at that. “Keep it to a minimum…That’s a laugh and a half…” He muttered. 

“Okay…” Logan sighed and scratched the back of his head. “Maybe I’m asking too much from you.”

“Boy are you ever…” He muttered. 

“The least you can do is explain why you’re doing it.” Logan explained. 

Remus guffawed. “Seriously?! Don’t you know I never have a reason?” Remus teased. 

“You could just admit that you’re bored and looking for something to do.” Logan replied. 

“Please…that’d be too nice of me.” Remus mumbled next. 

“You want something to do? I can think of a few things.” Logan told him. 

“As if you’d have good ideas for me…” Remus muttered in a sassy tone. 

“You could help me get rid of the spider in the bathroom.” Logan told him. 

“Hell no! I’m bold, not brave!” Remus reacted, pulling out an eyeliner pen and a green mirror. 

“You could help me collect the recycling.” Logan offered. 

“Can I call you cardboard? Cause the BOREDOM IS REAL!” Remus reacted. 

Logan rolled his eyes. “Well, then I don’t know what to tell you.” Logan told him. 

“I wanna do something FUN!” Remus told him. “Something evil! Something to get you out of your shell!” Remus told him. 

“I will assure you, I do not need to ‘get out of my shell’.” Logan told him. 

Remus sank out of frame, and rose up behind him. “Peek a boo!” He declared. 

“Remus, no.” Logan ordered. 

Remus drew a finger up and down his arm. “You’re always so serious…” Remus muttered, poking his side. “Laugh for once, Logey!” He yelled. 

“Now why would I need to laugh?” Logan asked him. 

Remus smirked and grabbed Logan’s glasses. “Let me borrow these for a sec…” He put them onto his face like a librarian, and pulled out a book. “Laughter can have many short-term and long-term effects. It stimulates your lungs and heart, it lowers stress, and it even relieves pain!” Remus reacted, putting the glasses back onto his face. “So HA!” 

Logan rolled his eyes as he adjusted his glasses. “I don’t need to- laHAHAUGH-?!” Logan jumped and covered his mouth as he felt tickles against his side. “Remus NO!” Logan ordered. 

“Awww! Listen to that little laugh!” Remus reacted as he tickled his other side. 

“Remus don’t you dahahAHAHARE!” Logan shouted at him, trying to turn himself around. 

“But it’s so cute!” Remus reacted as he fluttered his fingers against his neck. 

“Nohoho!” Logan squeaked and raised his shoulders up. “Ihihit’s nohot cuhuhute!” Logan yelled. 

“But it IS!” The moment one side of his neck was covered, Remus went for the other side. “Kitchy kitchy koo~” 

Logan wheezed and let out a long, bubbly cackle. “No-dohohon’t!” Logan giggled. 

“Oh my gosh, your laugh!” Remus reacted. 

“Remuhuhus!” Logan reacted, his voice going unusually high-pitched. 

“It’s so cute, I’m gonna throw up!” He reacted, laughing a bit. “Someone get Roman in here, cause this is adorable!” He mentioned. 

“STAHAHAP IHIHIT!” Logan raised his voice as he ran away from the duke. Remus watched Logan with a giggle as “Yohou’re so infuriating!” Logan yelled. 

“Oh come on…” Remus smirked. “What’s wrong with a little tickling?” He asked. 

Logan tried to run further, but was stopped in his tracks by Remus’s rising body. “GAH!” 

“Surprise~!” Remus wiggled his fingers. “Come to papa, little lee~” He teased.

Logan tried to get away, but was stopped by a pair of hands wrapping around his middle. “Ohno-” Logan gasped and reached his arm out when he saw someone walking by. “HELP!” Logan shouted. 

The person turned to the source of the call. “Logan?” The person reacted. “Who goes there?!” Roman yelled, pulling out his sword. 

Remus revealed himself from behind Logan. “Well hello there, Roman~!” Remus giggled. “Worry not. I was just getting little Lo-Lo here, to laugh a little.” He explained a little too casually. 

Roman tilted his head. “...What?” 

“Roman, please!” Logan asked him. “I-I did nothing wrong!” 

Remus giggled. “Well that’s not exactly true…” Remus mentioned. “I’m just trying to make you giggle a little!” 

Roman moved closer with a worried look on his face. “Remus…What did you do?” 

“Oh nothing…Just a little tickling!” Remus tickled his neck to prove it. 

Logan squeaked and tried to stop his fingers. “eEEEHEEHEE- REHEMUS NO!” Logan shouted. 

Roman dropped his jaw. “Oh my god- He’s ticklish?!”  

Remus squealed excitedly. “YES!” He reacted. Remus fluttered one finger against Logan’s chin, earning him a squeak. “Tell me brother: When was the last time you heard Logan laugh?” He asked. “Like, genuinely laughed.” 

Roman chuckled. “I’ve never heard him laugh even once.” Roman told him. 

“Never?!” Remus clarified. 

“Pretty much.” Roman replied. 

“Perfect!” Remus declared before holding up Logan’s chin. “Why don’t you help me get some sweet, sweet cackles out of Logey-bear?” Remus asked him. 

Roman smirked slightly, and nodded his head as he put his knife into his belt. “Sure!” Roman rubbed his hands together as he figured out where to tickle. “Let’s see…” He muttered. 

“Roman…” Logan warned. “This isn’t what I meant by ‘help’!” He protested. 

“Oh I know…” Roman cracked his knuckles and wiggled his fingers. “But this is just more fun!” He explained right before dragging a finger up his belly to his ribs. “Besides…” Roman scratched his finger on the bottom front ribs. “I’d like to be one of the first to hear you cackle.” Roman told him rather happily. 

Logan grunted and squeezed his one eye shut, trying to hold his laughter in. “N-No!” He muttered, showing immense determination. “I��Won’t…Let you…” 

Roman tilted his head. “Oh?” He giggled. “Won’t let me what?” He asked. 

“Won’t…l-let you…Hear me-” Logan gasped and let out a surprisingly long squeal! “eeeeEEEEEEK! NOT THE NECK, NOHOT MY NEHEHECK!” Logan shouted, desperately shaking his head. “YOHOHOHOU AHAHAHASS!” He shouted. 

“Whoa, was that a swear word?!” Roman asked. 

“Looks like he can cackle AND swear!” Remus exclaimed. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE!” Logan pleaded. “IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!” Logan let out a snort. “HAHAHAHA- LEHEHEHET MEEEEE GOHOHO!” Logan yelled at them. 

“Awww, poor Logan!” Remus reacted, moving his fingers to the back of his neck. 

“So tickle-tickle-ticklish,” Roman tweaked his belly, earning a giggle from Logan. “-And nowhere to run~” 

Remus laughed. “Oh, he did try to run once…” Remus gently held up his chin. “But that didn’t work out well for ya, now did it?” Remus teased, looking right at him. 

Logan pulled his chin away with another snort. “IHIHIHI- *snort* IHIHI’LL GEHEHET YOU BOTH FOHOHOR THIHIHIHIS!” Logan yelled through his cackles. 

“Welp…Might as well make the most of it!” Roman declared.  “That’s the spirit!” Remus cheered. 

As much as the boys knew they might die for this, they were still more than happy to make him laugh. And unfortunately for Logan, it turns out it’s not just the creative twins that are blackmailing him…

Somewhere, just around the corner…was a man with an iPhone camera and a death wish…

[tonydaddingham]

edit 16/04: pouring one out for the bullet theory, you were fun whilst you lasted babes x

okay ive remained sceptical about the 'something in the mouth' thoughts making the rounds but you know what, i love a batshit theory (exactly how batshit, remains to be seen - im fully prepared to eat my words) as much as anyone, so let's take a look.

first off, i truly just thought it might have been a wee bit of slobber. that's fair, right? saliva on aziraphale's tongue, catches the light, whatever. but it's the frame before that one that has me wondering how much weight the theory has:

because in that first one, just as aziraphale's mouth opens, you can see that there is - what looks like - a dark, round object. it doesn't match the surrounding colour and texture of aziraphale's tongue, and then in the next few frames it catches the light in the same exact spot. the highlight is also curved, in such a way that, yeah, it definitely looks like a metallic object.

i know im not breaking new ground when suggesting it contains memories. idk if the object itself is:

a bullet from the rifle in 1941 (although i do doubt it; the calibre it would take would be rather unwieldy to hold in your mouth like this? plus: copper plating - this looks to be steel)

a pistol round from the hitherto-unseen derringer (more likely than the above, and in terms of potential significance of s3 would fit rather nicely in with a 1941 spec of mine regardless: potential crowley discorporation but. it's purely hypothetical), or

a ball bearing (which seems like it would just be a bit anomalous in terms of what props we've seen so far, but who knows. and i feel like if any prop was going to be at most risk of being swallowed accidentally, it's this)

but my current favourite is the derringer round so far. which would indicate that if - big if - crowley were discorporated in 1941, he could potentially have the bullet on him that 'killed' him, so to speak, for the time that follows afterwards.

i'll come back to what memories would be contained within it in a sec, because first, there's the question of whether aziraphale accessed them. if this theory is true (im fully taking this all with a pinch of salt, idk how i actually feel about it yet), i think aziraphale probably accessed them right then and there, as soon as crowley kissed him.

as soon as crowley kisses him, aziraphale looked mighty confused - arguably because of the kiss itself (im predominantly in this camp for the moment), but also possibly because he's just been volleyed something in this wild-ass game of tonsil tennis - before he begins to relax into it. potentially, as he relaxed, that could be when the memories first begin to 'play'.

and then we have the video below - sharpened and at 0.2x speed - that captures after the kiss breaks:

there's a moment, after his mouth presumably is handling around said object and sliding it under his tongue, that his expression clears, and - im sorry, but i'll die on this hill - instead takes on a look of betrayal. it's almost a realisation, a near instantaneous revelation. so let's say he does access the memories during the kiss, has been 'watching' them since the kiss first made contact/the object switched over... what would make aziraphale take on that expression, and react in betrayal and with an 'i forgive you'?

well, i have my thoughts, but let's go back again to the kiss itself. y'all remember this, right?

it suddenly feels a liiiiittle more deliberate that a) aziraphale would reach for crowley's wings, and b) the camera would capture this particular angle. maybe it's not, but again - humour me a sec.

so in terms of what the memory is? that crowley would place inside said object, would make aziraphale reach for crowley's wings, and result in aziraphale's initial upset and then expression of betrayal? the damning "i forgive you", and crowley's responding look of dejection and resignation, followed by "don't bother"? the memory that crowley would see fit to impart in the context of aziraphale choosing to return to heaven - the memory that would fit the scenes that have come before the kiss?

im wondering if it was the fall.

aziraphale sees crowley's fall, responds in sympathy and sadness in the back touch, but then perhaps remembers now/knows now the potential part crowley had to play in it.

now, it could be crowley's own account of the fall that he watches, sure. but we haven't seen that as a possible mechanic in the show - being able to access someone else's memories. we've only seen gabriel accessing his own. but that doesn't preclude that it's possible. however, that would suggest that crowley himself now can't remember his fall etc, which would be weird and potentially open too many loopholes.

alternatively, as others have put forward and would be logical, crowley accessed the records whilst in heaven and found that aziraphale's memories were incomplete. that, for me, would be the more plausible, because im not convinced that aziraphale does remember the fall. he makes references to crowley having 'been an angel once', and that he remembers 'the angel you were', and frankly it's all a little loosy-goosey. it would make wider narrative sense, too, that aziraphale can't remember - heaven doesn't want dissent to become an institutional problem, after all; so what do you do? you wipe away the crucial information that would give the angels any ideas in rebelling just like the fallen did.

if crowley did in fact have something to do with the genesis of the rebellion in heaven, instigated it or played an active, crucial part in it... and aziraphale can't remember that... maybe that is where the 'i forgive you' originates. and why crowley would reply with 'dont bother'. he attempts to make aziraphale understand why he can't go back, and why aziraphale shouldn't go back either, but all aziraphale can now concentrate on is the part that crowley had to play in it... the part that, for good reason, crowley has kept from him all this time.

again, idk how i feel about all this, but i do have to eat humble pie on my initial reservations about the narrative value of the theory and admit that it's compelling. especially as it would have aziraphale return to heaven with full understanding as to what heaven did in cause of, leading up to, and in response to, the rebellion - knowledge that presumably the metatron does not know he has... dangerous for the metatron especially, when you consider that he may have had a bigger hand in it than aziraphale previously thought.

[pix4japan]

Sakeshita Community Center & Lounge/Cafe

Location: Shimoda, Shizuoka Prefecture, Japan Timestamp: 16:58 on June 6, 2023

Constructed in the year 1857, this building showcases Shimoda’s distinctive architectural blend with stone walls adorning its lower half and namako-kabe (海鼠壁) walls gracing its upper portion. Repurposed as a community center for the local neighborhood association, it serves as a meeting place for discussions on topics such as garbage pick-up regulations, festival timetables, and other essential topics that directly impact the local community.

Beyond its role as a community center, the building flourishes as a delightful café offering an array of beverages and local seafood delicacies. The café also houses a curated collection of art books to enjoy.

Although the sign on the door frame says that the shop is open for business, it was actually closed. My border collie and I ended up taking a short rest in front of the shop before continuing on our exploration.

Fujifilm X100V (23 mm) with 5% diffusion filter ISO 3200 for 1/55 sec. at ƒ/2.0 Classic Negative film simulation

[howzitsa]

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[slowlyqualitypeanut]

How to Create Stunning Packshot Photography for Your Products

Introduction

In the world of e-commerce and advertising, first impressions matter. High-quality product images can significantly impact customer trust and conversion rates. packshotfotografie, a specialized form of product photography, focuses on capturing professional, clean, and visually appealing images of products for online stores, catalogs, and advertisements. These images showcase the product's features, branding, and packaging, making them essential for effective marketing.

This guide will walk you through the key steps to creating stunning packshot photography, covering essential equipment, setup techniques, shooting methods, and post-processing tips to ensure your product images stand out.

Step 1: Understanding Packshot Photography

Before diving into the process, it's crucial to understand what packshot photography is and why it matters.

What is Packshot Photography?

Packshot photography refers to high-quality, professional images of a product, typically set against a plain or transparent background. These images are used in e-commerce websites, catalogs, and marketing materials to provide a clear and appealing view of the product.

Types of Packshot Photography

Standard Packshots: Simple product images on a clean background (often white or transparent).

360-Degree Packshots: Multiple images taken from different angles to create an interactive, rotating view.

Styled Packshots: Includes creative compositions with props to add context and aesthetics.

Step 2: Essential Equipment for Packshot Photography

To achieve professional-quality packshots, investing in the right equipment is crucial. Here’s what you’ll need:

Camera: A DSLR or mirrorless camera with manual settings (e.g., Canon EOS R, Sony A7 series, or Nikon Z series).

Lenses: A 50mm or 85mm lens is ideal for standard shots, while a macro lens is great for capturing fine details.

Tripod: Ensures camera stability and maintains consistent framing.

Lighting Equipment: Softboxes, LED panels, or natural light sources to provide even illumination.

Backgrounds: White, black, or colored backdrops depending on your brand’s aesthetic.

Reflectors & Diffusers: Used to control shadows and highlights, ensuring a balanced exposure.

Step 3: Setting Up Your Packshot Photography Studio

Creating the perfect environment for your packshot photography is key to capturing high-quality images. Follow these steps:

Choosing the Right Space

Opt for a well-lit and clutter-free space with controlled lighting conditions.

Avoid areas with excessive natural light fluctuations unless you’re using natural light intentionally.

Setting Up a Lightbox

A lightbox (also known as a light tent) is a great tool for achieving consistent lighting. It provides even illumination, reduces harsh shadows, and enhances the details of the product.

Positioning the Product

Place the product at the center of the backdrop for a symmetrical and balanced shot.

Use invisible stands or props to support the product if needed.

Managing Light & Shadows

Use soft lighting to minimize harsh reflections.

Experiment with light angles to eliminate unnecessary shadows.

Use reflectors to bounce light and create a more evenly lit image.

Step 4: Shooting Techniques for High-Quality Packshots

To capture sharp and professional packshots, use the following techniques:

Camera Settings

ISO: Keep it at 100-200 to reduce noise and maintain image clarity.

Aperture: Use f/8 - f/16 for a deeper depth of field and sharp product focus.

Shutter Speed: Set between 1/125 - 1/250 sec to avoid motion blur.

Shooting Tips

Use a tripod to prevent any camera shake.

Shoot in RAW format for better flexibility in post-processing.

Take multiple shots from different angles to give customers a complete view.

Avoid zooming in digitally—instead, move the camera closer for better detail capture.

Step 5: Editing & Retouching Packshot Photos

Even the best product photos need some post-processing to enhance their appearance. Editing can correct lighting issues, improve sharpness, and remove distractions.

Editing Software

Adobe Photoshop – Best for advanced retouching and background removal.

Adobe Lightroom – Ideal for quick adjustments and batch processing.

Canva & GIMP – Good alternatives for beginners.

Editing Techniques

Adjust Brightness & Contrast: Ensure the product stands out without looking overexposed.

Color Correction: Maintain accurate product colors to match real-life appearance.

Background Cleaning: Remove unwanted elements and ensure a crisp, clean look.

Sharpening & Detail Enhancement: Enhance textures and product details for a polished result.

Export in High Resolution: Save images in PNG, JPEG, or TIFF formats for different use cases.

Conclusion

Creating stunning packshot photography is a game-changer for brands looking to increase online sales, build credibility, and create visually appealing marketing materials. By investing in the right equipment, setting up a controlled studio environment, mastering shooting techniques, and refining images through editing, you can elevate your product presentation to a professional level.

Start experimenting with these techniques and continuously refine your skills to achieve high-quality packshot photography. Whether you’re selling on Amazon, Walmart, Shopify, or your own website, professional product images can make a significant difference in customer engagement and conversion rates.

With practice and the right approach, you’ll be able to produce compelling, high-quality packshots that help your products stand out in the competitive e-commerce market.

[atplblog]

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[mohitbansalchandigarh]

Essential Photography Tips by Mohit Bansal, Chandigarh

Photography is a powerful medium that allows us to freeze moments in time and express creativity. Here are some essential tips to help you improve your photography skills, whether you’re a novice or looking to refine your technique.

Know Your Camera Settings

Understanding your camera is crucial. Familiarize yourself with key settings such as:

Aperture: Controls the depth of field. A lower f-stop (e.g., f/2.8) creates a blurry background, while a higher f-stop (e.g., f/16) keeps more of the scene in focus.

Shutter Speed: Affects motion capture. Fast shutter speeds (e.g., 1/1000 sec) freeze action, while slower speeds (e.g., 1/30 sec) can create motion blur.

ISO: Determines the camera's sensitivity to light. Higher ISO settings allow shooting in low light but can introduce noise.

Master Composition Techniques

Good composition can make or break a photograph. Consider these techniques:

Rule of Thirds: Divide your frame into a 3x3 grid. Place important elements along these lines or at their intersections to create balance.

Leading Lines: Use natural lines (roads, pathways, etc.) to lead the viewer’s eye toward the main subject.

Framing: Use elements in your environment (like trees or windows) to frame your subject, adding depth and context.

Harness Natural Light

Lighting plays a critical role in photography. Here are some tips:

Golden Hour: Shoot during the golden hour (the hour after sunrise and before sunset) for soft, warm lighting.

Avoid Harsh Midday Sun: If shooting during midday, seek shaded areas to reduce harsh shadows.

Use Reflectors: If you're working in direct sunlight, reflectors can help bounce light onto your subject, softening shadows.

Experiment with Angles

Changing your shooting angle can transform a mundane shot into something extraordinary. Try:

Low Angles: Shooting from a lower perspective can create a sense of drama and height.

High Angles: Capturing a scene from above can provide a unique overview, revealing patterns and context.

Dutch Angle: Tilting your camera can add tension and excitement to your photos.

Focus on Details

Don’t overlook the small things. Close-up shots can reveal textures and details that tell a story. Experiment with macro photography to capture the beauty of tiny subjects.

Practice Patience

Photography often requires waiting for the perfect moment. Whether it’s capturing the right expression or the ideal light, patience can lead to stunning results. Stay alert and ready to click!

Edit Thoughtfully

Post-processing can enhance your images significantly. Consider:

Basic Adjustments: Use software like Lightroom or Photoshop to adjust exposure, contrast, and colors.

Cropping: Don’t hesitate to crop your images to improve composition and focus on the subject.

Filters and Effects: Use sparingly to enhance your image without overwhelming it.

Tell a Story

Every photograph has the potential to narrate a story. Think about the message or emotion you want to convey. A series of images that connect thematically can create a powerful narrative.

Conclusion

Photography is an evolving art form that thrives on experimentation and practice. By applying these tips, you can develop your skills and find your unique voice behind the lens. Keep exploring, and most importantly, have fun capturing the world around you!

[nihachad]

in case anyone was wondering how fast this is might as well repost what i put last night on twitter

(as a frame of reference, rap god's fast part is 159 syllables in ~16 seconds and 9.5 syllables/sec on average, while this is 450 syllables in about a minute; for comparison, from "I genuinely believe" up to the third "He used her as a weapon" there are 185 syllables in about 18 seconds, for an average of about 10.3 syllables/sec)

local person is very normal about arcane (LIAR)

[tuanhhaiminh]

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[ailtrahq]

The higher-frame market structure was bullish at press time. A key whale category accumulated in September.  Ethereum [ETH] prices are in the crosshairs as the Spot and Future ETH ETFs (Exchange-traded Funds) showdown extends. Some players believe an approval could suffice as soon as the first week of October.  Read Ethereum’s [ETH] Price Prediction 2023-24 In the meantime, ETH’s press time value was comfortably above $1640 and a recent high, flipping the higher timeframe market structure into a bullish bias.  ETH clears key roadblock Source: ETH/USDT on TradingView The bearish order block of $1623 – $1660 (cyan) has been a key roadblock and resistance level in September. However, ETH mounted above it at press time, flipping the H12 market structure bullish and favoring bulls.  Besides, price action was above the short-term trend, as demonstrated by the price being above 50-EMA (Exponential Moving Average). Consequently, the recent massive buying pressure and capital inflows confirmed by positive RSI and CMF could favor bulls.  In case of an ETF approval, such a catalyst could tip ETH to front a bullish breakout and reclaim $1700. The next bullish targets in such a case will be the $1800 and $1900 in the mid-term.  Conversely, bulls could defend the invalidated bearish OB or the mid-range of $1600 as a support zone if sellers overwhelm the market.  Key whale category accumulated in September Source: Santiment (ETH Supply Distribution) According to Santiment’s ETH’s Supply Distribution, a key whale category holding 100k – 1 million ETH coins has accumulated since early September.  How much are 1,10,100 ETHs worth today?  The above category controlled +16% of the supply market, only second to the 10k – 100k ETH coins category, which controlled +21% at press time.  However, the Futures market flashed bearish signals at press time. The Open Interest rate was down 1%, while trading volume dropped by +25%. It calls for closely tracking US SEC approval updates on ETH ETFs for optimized trading.  

[kaereth]

i just finished drawing the last animatic frame with Catra's s1 design and now im sad

[xamaxenta]

I want to animate the most obnoxious card draw ever but then I remember two key things

1. I suck dogshit at foreshortening

2. I would have to animate the duel disk in perspective which frankly makes me want to cry