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raindduks · 2 years

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earned it

p a i r i n g :: toji x reader

g e n r e :: smut, pwp, afab reader

w a r n i n g s :: slight primal play, slight dub-con, being robbed, mentions of gun violence, minimal police, toji likes to bite

s u m m a r y :: It was supposed to be a normal day. A normal day, with a normal, boring trip to the bank.

How the hell did you end up in the back of a bank robbers car with his head between your thighs?

w o r d c o u n t :: 5.2k

a / n :: cross posted on ao3, ive never written smut before so please go easy on me. if you've seen a fic similar to this, a friend and i used the same idea to create two fics (tho i think hers is only on ao3).

m i n o r s d n i

Today wasn’t supposed to go like this.

You were just supposed to grab some money from the bank to pay a couple bills, head home, maybe grab yourself an iced coffee on the way back. Work a bit. Shower? Hell, maybe you’d finally open that nice bottle of Pinot Noir you got for your birthday.

“Don’t look so scared, sweetheart.”

The cold tip of a gun presses harder against your ribcage, its owner leaning over you in such a fashion to hide it. His arm drapes over your shoulder, whispers falling in hot breaths on your ear. The pair of you take a step forward. The teller is focused on another customer currently; you don’t think she’s noticed your predicament quite yet.

“You gotta look at least somewhat happy about this, or else the teller won’t cough up the cash.” He leans in further, squeezing you to his side. “If that happens, well.. You certainly won’t be leaving here alive.”

Deep breaths. Tears sting at the corners of your eyes, threatening to destroy this whole charade in an instant. You don’t doubt the credibility of his threat. This man is clearly confident that this ridiculous idea for a robbery would work to begin with - seriously, in broad daylight, no mask, in a skin-tight black t-shirt and baggy jacket - why wouldn’t he be willing to cut down a few people in his way? No need to ponder it further as your ‘companion’ wipes at your eye. A surprisingly tender gesture, all things considered.

“Awh, am I really that bad?”

Does he want an actual answer?

It doesn’t matter now, it’s your turn at the desk.

“Hi, how can I help you today?”

You force on the best smile you can manage, trying to keep your voice light and gentle.

“I’d like to make a withdrawal, please.” The teller doesn’t make any indication that anything is awry.

“Certainly. I’ll need your card and ID please. Which account did you want to withdraw from?”

Your companion steps in as you pull out your ID and card to hand over. “Savings please. We’re headed out on our honeymoon and wanted to make sure we had everything for the trip.” You nod, sliding the cards across the countertop.

The teller’s smile falters just a bit, but you’re hoping he sees it as some sort of surprise at being addressed by someone else, rather than the obvious. She continues with a small huff, “Well, I will need confirmation from the account holder after I make a copy of the ID. It seems the ID we have on file has expired, so I’ll have to make a new one for our system. It shouldn’t take more than a moment. ” Before either of you can protest, she’s turned away and headed for the scanner behind her.

Toji - you think that’s his name, he mentioned it briefly when he cornered you outside and threatened you - leans in. The gun presses almost under your rib cage at this angle. “You’re gonna have to ask about the unmarked bills. I don’t think she’s buying this whole honeymoon bit.” The teller still has her back to you, working on scanning your ID. You can’t see her hands at all.

She’s all smiles when she returns to the counter. She hands you your ID and card, but keeps her hands on the countertop. She makes eye-contact with Toji.

“Alright, how much would you like to withdraw?”

He answers before you can. “All of it.”

“Please.” You chime in - “And can we, uh, can we get that in unmarked bills? The vacation is…international.”

You hesitated in your lie. The smile falters - both hers and yours.

“Of course. I’ll get right on that.”

The teller leaves again, this time to grab the cash presumably. She’s gone off to another part of the bank. You want to relax, but you aren’t alone here. Toji keeps the gun pressed against your ribs - he must be practiced at this, considering how long he’s kept it up - and lets his lips ghost the outer shell of your ear.

“Be more confident next time. We gotta look like a normal, happy couple here.”

You don’t tell him that most normal people don’t ask for unmarked bills in any situation. It’s practically the biggest red flag you could give at a bank besides actually pointing a gun at the teller.

“Ya know, I don’t really like one-sided conversations doll. Why don’t you tell me what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” His voice is light as ever, casual even. Conversing with the person robbing you of all you have isn’t exactly what most normal people do either. Maybe you aren’t destined to have a normal day. Who are you kidding, any chance of that disappeared when you decided to go to the bank.

“There’s not… a lot going on in my head right now. Besides the obvious.”

“The obvious?”

“Not dying.” You don’t know what gave you the gall to say some stupid shit like that until he chuckles. It’s not loud, but it sits deep enough in his chest to make him ease up on the pressure of the gun against you.

“‘Course. The obvious. Anything else? I’m looking forward to our ‘honeymoon’.”

This time you turn to actually look at him. You hadn’t gotten a good look at him when you first encountered him, a little too preoccupied by the gun pointed in your face. He’s quite attractive, with green eyes and shaggy black hair. The scar over his lip is still somehow eye-catching, and you aren’t sure you want to know where he got it from.

You ask anyway.

“Where’d you get that scar from?”

He seems almost surprised, which is fair. You aren’t sure you have any sense of self-preservation left. He considers your question for a second before just smirking and responding - “It’s a long story.”

The teller re-enters your line of sight.

“Looks like our friend is back.” He whispers, continuing much louder when the teller returns to the counter. It’s only been a couple of minutes, but still you feel like she’s been gone much longer. “All done? We’re in a bit of a rush.”

She hands you at least four envelopes filled to the brim with bills. “Of course sir. I hope the two of you have a lovely honeymoon.” You are actually kinda impressed your savings managed to fill up such space. Simultaneously, it hurts knowing all that work will be gone as soon as you walk out of the building. Toji grabs the money from you, stuffing it in the pockets in his oversized pants.

“Thanks, you’ve been a big help doll.”

You can’t tell who he’s addressing.

The pair of you walk out of the bank, and towards the parked cars.

“You did good back there sweetheart. Now you know the rules, you can’t tell anyone about what happened here tonight, clear?”

“Crystal.”

It’s almost over. This nightmare can end.

And then you hear the sirens.

They’re far enough off to not be an immediate threat, but you’re working ona very limited time frame now. Toji doesn’t hesitate as he practically throws you into the backseat of his car. “Guess you and I are goin’ for a little ride.”

“Wait-!” The doors are closed before you can get a word in edgewise. He’s inserted himself in the front seat and started reversing out as you right yourself in the backseat. The sirens sound closer and he speeds off towards the highway as a couple of cop cars round the corner.

The chase is on. Toji doesn’t seem phased, weaving in and out of traffic with practiced ease. You, on the other hand, are being tossed around in the backseat as he swerves, struggling to get your seatbelt on. The two of you make it to the service road unscathed, four cars hot on your tail. The sirens have made traffic practically grind to a halt, drastically slowing your progress. Groups of cars block your path, and road spikes make entering the highway nearly impossible.

“Hold on princess, we’re taking a shortcut.”

You frantically grab the door handle, trying to keep yourself stationary as he jumps the curb to get around a roadblock. A car comes barrelling straight at you as you finally manage to secure your seatbelt. It’s not a direct collision - barely knicks the back bumper - but it’s enough to smack your head against the window.

Hard.

By the time you come to, it’s dark outside and you’re far, far out of town.

“What the hell… Hey, where are we? Weren’t we being chased by cops?”

Toji looks at you in the rearview mirror, a smirk pulling at the edges of his scar.

“Have a nice nap sweetheart?” He immediately pulls off onto the side of the road. You suppose you’re lucky he didn’t dump you sooner. He opens the driver door and hauls himself out of the front seat.

“Stellar, thanks for... asking. Hey. Hey! Where the hell are we? What’s going on?” Unfastening your seatbelt, you try to scramble away as he walks around the car to the far door - the one facing away from the street. A hand closes around your ankle, and with a hard yank, you are flat on your back staring up at the man now blocking your best route for escape.

“Does it really matter? I have no more use of you. So your time is up.” He’s planted one forearm on the top of the doorframe. Moonlight spills in behind him, highlighting the outer corners of his face. Radiant light from the tail lights leaves his left side illuminated in red.

“You’re just going to leave me here?!” You pull yourself onto your elbows, slightly ashamed of the heat that spiked in your gut from being manhandled.

“What’d you expect, doll?” He holds onto the edge of the frame as he leans in, planting an arm right next to your head. “Didja think you’d that I’d just drop ya off somewhere you’d be sure to get back safely? Leave a witness behind?” His eyes are wide open, opposed to the somewhat droopy look they’ve had up until this point. You can’t bring yourself to look away.

“I-I-No-I just -” Your face flushes at his proximity. If he wanted to kill you he would’ve done it a long time ago. He’s had ample chances - shooting you after he got the money or throwing you out of the car while possibly concussed, just to name a couple. If he truly wanted to kill you, and he waited until you thought you were safe to do so - then he would be truly evil. The idea of accidentally smartass-ing your way into an early grave has you tongue-tied.

Toji laughs. It’s not a pleasant sound, full of malice and mockery. He leans back a bit, eyes returning to their normal, aloof state as he takes a slow, considering look down your body. Your skin burns wherever his gaze passes over. You’re acutely aware of how this position makes your chest more prominent, how your legs are spread on either side of his on the outside of the car, how the heat from before never really went away but has instead continued to grow throughout this interaction.

“Well, since you’ve been so good this far, I’ll be nice. Leave you a little somethin’ to remember me by.”

He lets go of the hood, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you upright into a brutal kiss. He bites at your lower lip, and you gasp. His tongue is long and presses into your mouth at the opportunity. He tastes like mint gum - he must’ve had some while you were out. Your arms find purchase on his shoulders, digging your fingers into his hair. Toji’s hand is warm on your lower back, pressing you up against his chest.

Toji pulls away from the kiss, a string of spit connecting the two of you for a second before he dives towards the crook of your neck. His lips press against your pulse, teeth briefly nicking the skin there, a spark of electricity settling just beneath the area. His tongue flattens against your cheek as he licks one broad stripe from your jaw down to your collarbone. Again, he nips at you before retreating just enough to blow on the wet skin. The sudden chill sends a shiver down your spine, amplifying the heat pooling at your core.

You instinctively attempt to clench your thighs together, desperate for any kind of friction or relief, only to be stopped by his legs between yours. He bites at the base of your throat, sucking a dark bruise into the skin. Nothing about Toji is gentle, and despite the alarm bells sounding in your head at this whole situation - you can’t help the strangled yelp that escapes you.

You feel his devilish grin before you see it, the air sucked out of the car as he pulls away from his position marking up your neck. You can’t even pretend to ignore the flash of heat running through you at the dangerous spark in his eyes. Fuck the wine at home, you think you could get drunk off the feeling of him looking at you like a predator closing in on their poor, helpless prey. Maybe that wasn’t too far from the truth.

He runs those hungry eyes over every inch of you, moving his hands to your waist. In one swift motion, Toji yanks you to the edge of the backseat - your lower half almost entirely out of the car. He wastes no time hauling your legs over his shoulders and begins to leave wet, open mouthed kisses up towards your aching cunt, heat from his breath doing nothing to cool down the fire burning in your gut. He mouths over your clothed core a couple of times, piercing eyes not leaving yours for an instant. Running his fingers along the waistline of your pants, he hooks his fingers under just enough to find purchase on both your pants and panties and practically rips them down your legs.

Toji hovers over you for just a second. The cool night air settling over your exposed sex makes you squirm in his hold, his eyes more chilling than the night itself. In the soft red glow of the tail lights, he makes one more command.

“Be as loud as you can. There’s no one out here to hear you but me. I don’t want you to hold back.”

He settles further between your legs, elbows on the seat and forearms thrown across your thighs as he positions himself in front of your cunt. Rather than give you what he knows you want just yet, he turns his head and sinks his teeth into the plush skin of your thigh. It hurts - the bite, the chill, the sensation of him sucking at your skin - and you arch up instinctively. Slamming your hands into the seat, you just about scream. Eyes shut, trying and failing to hold back tears. After the initial bite you fall back onto the seat, panting and whining at the continued sensation. You frantically try to tug at his hair, to pull him off of you, while attempting to move out of his iron grip. Truly, those muscles aren’t just for show. He seems almost emboldened by your attempts.

Satisfied with the dark, defined bite mark on your thigh and the tear trails adorning your cheeks - he turns his attention to your forgotten cunt and buries his face in your pussy, the bridge of his nose nudging at your sensitive bud. It’s sloppy, it’s rough, it’s messy in a sort of perfected, practiced way. Every minute movement sends jolts of arousal up your spine that bury themselves in your stomach. You rock your hips against him as best you can with his arms still pinning you down. He licks a long hot stripe up your cunt, flicking his tongue at the top of the motion. Always one step away from truly sending you over that cliff.

You think he’s trying to drive you crazy.

“Please…”

A pathetic whine. You don’t even know what you’re pleading for - more? For him to stop playing around with you? For him to touch you? To play with your empty, empty cunt? More, more, always more. It might be the headache, it might be the man between your thighs, either way you can’t think straight anymore. You need something more. There’s a deep ache twisting inside you - and you’re pretty sure only the dark haired man in front of you can unwind it.

“Please what? You know how I feel about one-sided conversations sweetheart.”

The words are muffled as he speaks them against your clit. He punctuates by wrapping his lips around the small bud and sucking on it for a brief moment. Your body jolts with each one, hips bucking.

“I need - I need more… Please…”

“More? Like…” One arm lays across your lower stomach, elbow under one hip and fingers splayed out across the other. He maintains his iron grip as he runs a single finger down your slit - collecting the juices before dipping one finger into your heat. He pushes up to the third knuckle, taking just a moment before retreating and slowly circling your clit.

“Like that?”

You nod furiously, propping yourself up on your arms again. “Yes, yes, please more…” You can’t even bother with shame anymore.

He huffs out a chuckle, “Greedy little thing.” Toji returns his mouth to your clit, roughly plunging his finger back into your cunt. Pleasure blossoms through your body, unfurling its flaming tendrils into your muscles. Moans, whines, breathy half-sounds tumble out of your mouth, your cunt clenching around his finger as he works you open with one finger, and then another that presses upwards to find that small spongy spot that would bring the stars into the backseat with you.

Toji fucks his fingers into you as he suctions his lips around your sensitive bud. The heat building in your stomach is on the verge of bursting.

“A-ah, I’m s’close…” You struggle against his hold again, aching to ride his face and fingers to completion.

But it seems Toji has other plans.

Almost as soon as those words leave your lips, the black-haired man quickly removes his fingers from your core. The night air hits your sopping cunt, clenching around nothing. You whine - what the hell?! You start to complain about your denied orgasm, but one look at Toji has any frustrated words dying on your lips.

He looks positively feral.

The scar over his lips glistens with the combination of spit and your juices. Teeth bared in a manic grin, his canines catching the light ever so slightly before a long, pointed tongue slips out to gather all remnants of you from his lips and fingers. His pupils are blown wide, hair mussed on the sides where it pressed against your thighs. Toji rises back up to his full height, towering over you in the car. You’d forgotten for a moment you should be scared of him. He doesn’t break eye contact.

Your heart rate picks up significantly, the adrenaline that should’ve been present since he first grabbed you outside the bank finally making its debut. It must show on your face because the crazed look on his face only seems to intensify. What the hell were you doing? This was ridiculous! This man just robbed you of your life savings and here you are letting him eat you out! He could kill you - he still might after he’s finished with you!

None of these revelations have remotely tempered the sheer arousal coursing through you.

You start to move away from him. Prey realizing too late that they’re already trapped in the predator's jaws.

“Oh no ya don’t.” He yanks you back towards him by your ankle. “Can’t back out now, doll. That wouldn’t be fun for either of us.” He grabs your arm, hauling you out of the vehicle into the night. You stumble a little as your feet hit the ground. You spot your pants laying a few feet away, acutely aware of your current state of undress compared to his. Toji hardly gives you time to find your footing before pressing his lips against yours once more. You’re more prepared for this kiss this time- pushing your chest against his and winding your arm around his waist. Teeth clashing, lips bruising at the intensity. Before was messy, full of spit and the slightest gentleness. This? This was no less than Toji claiming you as his own. Another treasure to be had, rich lands to be conquered. He towers over you, placing one hand up under your jaw to tilt your head upwards for ease of access.

He puppets you in the kiss, pushing and pulling as he moves you away from the open door towards the side of the trunk. You chase his lips, trying to keep an idea of where the car is with a hand following the frame. He pulls away once he’s got you up against a more solid section, and with a hand on either hip he spins you to face the car. You don’t have much time to process the sudden move before he presses himself against your back, warmth radiating through the fabric of your top a stark contrast to the cold metal beneath you.

One thick, calloused hand runs up under your shirt towards your chest - the other slowly moving over your hip towards your slick pussy. Toji presses his face against the crook of your neck, breathing over the exposed skin. You feel fully encased in him, a thought both comforting and terrifying. As with everything else, he doesn’t wait. One finger runs up and down your slit, playing once more with your clit while the hand under your shirt pinches your nipples through your bra. It doesn’t take long for small pants and whimpers to fall from your lips again as he works you back up towards that high.

He presses two fingers back into your velvet cunt, surprisingly gentle as he works you open once more. His other hand unclasps your bra, allowing it to fall forward enough to comfortably take your breast into his hand. His teeth graze your neck and he rolls your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. You whine, rolling your hips forward against his palm.

The superheated knot in your core hardly has time to redevelop before he again leaves you empty and aching. You throw your head back, resting the side of your face against his hair. You try to press back against him, whining at the loss of his fingers.

“Please….”

“Please what? Do you know how to say anything else?” He nips at your jaw, his voice positively dripping with the amusement plastered over his features.

“Please stop playing and just fuck me already!”

This may not count as smart-assing your way to an early grave but it is certainly close.

Toji grins against your skin - “Greedy.” - and bites at your ear. His hands disappear from your body, but his mouth remains glued to the side of your neck. He sucks a small mark in the skin under your ear. You hear the rustle of fabric as his tongue traces over the bruise and down the curve of your jaw. The next moment he’s pressed back against you, obvious bulge pressed squarely against your ass. You try to reach behind, return just a bit of what he’s given you tonight - but Toji’s hands are already pressing your front down into the side of the trunk. One hooks under your thigh just slightly, spreading your feet apart just so. The cold air brushes like hot fire against your skin as he moves away.

You turn your head to the side, not wanting to take your eyes off of him.

One hand lazily strokes his cock, tall and proud, precum catching the light from the tail lights. He’s immersed in their red glow, raven hair mussed against the night sky.

“This is what you wanted, right doll?”

You wet your lips ever so slightly. You nod. He tuts.

“We talked about this.”

“Yes! Yes I-ah-I want this.”

He smirks and presses himself back against you. You feel the head of his cock nudging at your folds, dragging through your slit to gather some of the wetness there. His left hand grips your hip, fingers digging into the plush skin. The head catches ever so slightly on your seeping hole on each drag. Toji continues for only a moment more before positioning himself right against your entrance.

With a small kiss to the nape of your neck, he pushes in.

You feel like you’re being split open. He’s much longer than you realized - pressing against your cervix before he’s even bottomed out. The girth is just enough to stretch, filling you so deliciously. You hardly get a moment to adjust before he snaps his hips up into you. He presses his length fully into you with each thrust, pushing you forward with the sheer force behind them. As with everything tonight, his thrusts are rough and calculated. Bruising. Even when he’s mostly out of you, the throbbing sensation of your cervix being battered remains. It takes everything in you to remain upright. You cry out with each thrust, hands frantically trying to keep you steady on the smooth metal. You rock back against him as best you can, further amplifying his already bruising speed.

The pace steals the air from your lungs, tightening around your core and leaving you panting against the car frame. Every inch of you burns with a passion and intensity you could hardly even fantasize before. The feeling of him stretching you open, the stars faintly twinkling in the distance, the mild ache from your now neglected clit, all burns their way into your muscles, taking up home in your memories. You want to close your eyes. You don’t want to miss the slight contortions of his face as he thrusts up into your slick heat. You need to focus on what you’re feeling. You want to lick at the sweat building at his brow, to inhale him into you.

God, you are one depraved individual.

A baser side of you takes over, finally letting your head fall to rest against the metal. A litany of incoherent, half-baked thoughts cross your mind and tumble out of your mouth. The knot in your stomach returns. He repeatedly snaps you back against him, the iron grip on your hips guaranteeing a new set of finger-shaped bruises in the morning. Toji readjusts his angle just slightly - enough to find that spot deep inside that steals your vision from you with each thrust. You choke out a garbled moan, and you miss the unsettling grin of a hunter that’s found its mark.

He pushes you fully against the car, front resting nearly on top of the trunk with his body pressed firmly against your back. One hand snakes down towards your clit, while the other hooks up under your thigh to allow him full access to your poor abused pussy. He rests his head on your back, right at the curve of your shoulder blade.

“Come on sweetheart, you’ve been so good for me this far.”

A calloused finger rubs circles on your clit. He nails your g-spot with nearly perfect precision. Your cunt flutters around his cock, the knot building and tightening with his attention.

“Give this to me. Remember this - ” a particularly rough thrust draws a cry from you “ - and who it was that made you feel like this.” He bites down onto the skin at the back of your neck, and combined with the finger on your clit and the thrusts against your cervix you can’t find it in yourself to hold on any longer. You’ve already given so much to him - your money, your body, your self-respect - you might as well give him a permanent home in your mind and fantasies. You think you’d probably give him anything if he asked for it. The tension building in your core finally bursts, flooding your senses with its white hot pleasure. You scream, shaking and clenching around him as he continues to fuck you through your orgasm. You lean into the overstimulation, tears streaming down your face as the pleasure wracks through you in bursts. At the top of one of those bursts, Toji groans and snaps your hips back one last time to fully seat himself within you. Hot spurts of cum fill you, so much that it begins to leak out around the base of his cock.

The two of you don’t move for a moment, allowing the heat to settle and dissipate. Toji rests against you, one hand idly rubbing your side. If you weren’t almost entirely on the trunk you probably would’ve fallen to the ground by now. Every inch of you feels light and unreal. You start to focus on bringing yourself back down to reality; Toji pulls out and moves away from you. The night air on your back is refreshing, giving you something real to grab onto. Once you start thinking too hard about what just happened, you’re flooded with abject shame.

This man just robbed you of your life savings and… you had (mind-blowing) sex with him?!

You roll onto your back, groaning at the realization. You are quite possibly the stupidest person to ever exist. Or at least the stupidest one at this exact moment. How the hell were you going to get home? He already said he wasn’t just going to drop you off! Fuck -

Toji pulls you out of your shame spiral, pressing a bundle of cloth - your pants probably - into your arms.

“Ah, t-thanks.”

He’s fully dressed already, though it wasn’t like he took off much of his clothing to begin with. There’s a small piece of fabric hanging from his pocket, and you realize with increasing shame that it’s your panties. He notices you eyeing it and only smirks before fully hiding it in his pocket.

“A souvenir. From our little… honeymoon.” You aren’t willing to focus on that any longer, instead electing to get your own pants on - sans proper undergarments. “Well doll. It was nice knowin’ ya.”

Oh shit.

Oh fuck oh shit oh fuck - he’s actually going to kill you now. Your heart races and you brace yourself against the car. You open your mouth, fully prepared to plead your case - I won’t say a word, this never happened, please just let me go - as Toji reaches into his other pocket. You want to cry. This has all been too much. He pulls out an envelope - one of the ones the teller at the bank gave you with your savings inside - and takes out a couple of bills.

Toji wrenches your hand away from the car, and presses the bills firmly into your palm. He even makes sure to close your fingers around them.

“Get a cab or somethin’. Don’t want ya wandering around too late. ”

Your mouth opens and shuts a few times, staring dumbly after his figure as he walks around to the driver’s side. You try to process the absolute rollercoaster of emotions that was the past couple of minutes, but by the time you realize what’s happening Toji is already starting the car. You frantically feel your pockets -

“Hey! W-Wait!”

He doesn’t.

“Wait, jackass! My phone’s in there!”

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Thanks for the tag @the-golden-comet

A- At last, land on the horizon.

B- Building after building looked abandoned, as if no one had lived in them for years. All except for the last one. It was gaudily painted, and loud noises emanated from every crack.

C- Crabs…why? It did not seem fitting for the favorite Lieutenant of the Demon King to command an army of crabs.

D- “Dude, how long are you going to stand there?”

“Until either I get the high score, or the arcade owner kicks me out.”

E- Every head turned in the direction of the door. The hall fell silent. Jaws slacked, and some people even gasped at what they were seeing.

F- Flanders was hell. Every hour the din of the big guns could be heard, every shot that landed stirred up the mud and wire that lay for miles in between the trenches.

G- “Griefers? AGAIN??”

“It was your idea to try 2B2T!”

H- “How did you manage to graduate the Academy at the top of your class?”

“I cheated.”

I- “If I hear you recite Ozymandias one more time, I’m turning this car around”

J- “Jam? Where I come from, it would be jelly!”

“You Americans have always done things backwards!”

K- “Keep this between us, will you? No one needs to know what happened to the iguana.”

L- Laying between the house and safety was nearly three hundred yards of open field. There was no way she could run across it without attracting attention.

M- Messy would have been an understatement. The room looked like a bomb had gone off in it before a hurricane scattered and smashed everything that hadn’t already been destroyed.

N- No one left the room all day, or all night. The doors remained closed, and no amount of pleading or threatening would get the guards to open them. It was early afternoon the next day when it was announced that the council had reached a decision.

O- “Out of all the possible last words, you choose ‘I think I left the A/C on’?!”

P- Pools of water looked inviting, but they knew not to touch them. Plumes of steam and colorful extremophile bacteria were signs of water that was near boiling. The guide also told them that the water was highly acidic.

Q- Queens, Kings, Dukes, Ministers, and Presidents; all the world’s leaders were gathered inside.

R- “Really? An Anime about flower arranging?”

“Hey, it got good reviews, and it’s been renewed for five more seasons.”

S- Ship. Three masts, square-rigged with a gaff on the mizzen. Deep hold, crew probably about 200 or so, both sailors and officers. Armament of thirty four guns, equal to a Royal Navy frigate.

T- “Two over, carry the three, then shift back to letters, A becomes K, move every other line, and… seriously? This is such an important message and they didn’t bother to change the code?!”

U- “Underneath this bridge here is a troll.”

“It’s concrete, man.”

“You try and find something interesting in Seattle!”

V- Vendettas were nothing to laugh about. Everyone fell dead silent.

W- With all the noise going off, no one had noticed that the mimic had vanished.

X- “Xylophone? Seriously?”

“Would you rather me play kazoo?”

Y- Yet for all their bravery, the knights lacked wisdom. Had they a lick of sense, they wouldn’t have charged headlong at the masses ranks of halberds and crossbows.

Z- Zulu. Alpha. Kilo. Sierra. Lima. Echo. Echo—“Alright! Quit messing around with the flags, or you’ll get worse than double graveyard shift!”

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mercyfuls · 6 months

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⊠ ɪᴅ . . . ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ›› JIA “ JULIA ” YUN ;

• thirty4 + agender + any pronouns . • intelligence agent ; on the payroll for twelve years . • agent arachne : string manipulation .

backroom deals and back alley fistfights ; tripwires as fine as spider silk ; always wanting something more ; a future just out of reach .

PERSONAL DETAILS ;

a. full name : jia yun b. preferred name : julia c. aliases : assorted. most used include erin choi & june kim

d. age : thirty-four ( 34 ) e. date of birth : 26 august 2014 f. place of birth : seoul, south korea

g. gender : none h. pronouns : they / he / she i. orientation : demisexual

j. hometown : seoul, south korea k. current residence : apex city, united states

l. first language : korean m. subsequent languages : english, french, mandarin

n. highest education : bachelor of information technology

EMPLOYMENT DETAILS ;

o. years employed : twelve ( 12 ) p. faction : intelligence q. previous faction : junior r. codename : arachne

s. mutation : string manipulation t. strengths : resourceful, creative u. weaknesses : stubborn, inefficient

FAMILIAL DETAILS ;

v. father : juhwan yun ( sixty-four, hr professional ) w. mother : seonmi ju ( sixty-five, emergency nurse ) x. siblings : none.

HISTORY ;

born in seoul, south korea to an ordinary couple, jia yun was never an easy child. disgruntled by the mundanity of their upbringing, they sought to inflict excitement on the neighbourhood — no matter the means or cost. as a small child, this mostly involved making " potions " of mud, grass and flowers, peddling them to every unfortunate passerby, and inventing fantastical worlds of magic, death and science fiction to coerce the other children into playing with them, but as they grew older other things began to draw their attention.

first it was getting suspended from school for setting off fireworks in the playground — raising serious questions of where a five-year-old even got fireworks from. then it was emulating a tv show hacker and displaying threatening messages on public computers — a visit from the police was arranged, though it did very little to actually get through to jia.

they were sixteen when they started getting involved in actual crime. petty theft from convenience stores turned into bigger theft — electronics, valuables, etc — and by the time they were nineteen, jia was somewhat notorious amongst petty criminals — and the police.

their first foray into law enforcement came in university, when the police recruited them in a quid-pro-quo sort of deal ( help us out and we'll wipe a couple things off your record ) to track down a big time criminal through the internet. this was the moment julia discovered there could be excitement on both sides of the law.

discovering this did not stop jia's dabbling in the criminal sphere, of course, but it did offer them another outlet to evade boredom without the implications on their future. this continued for a few years, until just after graduation jia was approached by a mercy agent scouting for the organisation. naturally, julia said yes, the opportunity being a perfect outlet for them and far more interesting than a career in i.t.

two years of training as a junior agent later, julia graduated to being an intelligence agent and immediately opted in to becoming a radiant. string manipulation hasn't proven to be terribly useful thus far — though it allows them to create excellent tripwires and garottes, and useful for intimidation tactics in interrogations, it's not terribly useful in the computer area, which is where julia prefers to be.

APPLICATION ;

⊠ ɪᴅ . . . ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ ›› [ kim hieora / thirty4 / agender / they/he/she ] mercy headquarters is pleased to officially introduce JIA “JULIA” YUN. they have been apart of the organization for twelve years, serving as AN INTELLIGENCE agent and has been assigned the codename AGENT ARACHNE. it's worth noting that their file indicates they have undergone the solaris treatment and host STRING MANPULATION. according to our dossier, the agent exhibits a combination of CREATIVITY and OBSTINANCE, fitting for someone reminiscent of backroom deals and back alley fistfights ; tripwires as fine as spider silk ; always wanting something more ; a future just out of reach. prior to embarking on any mission, the find solace in listening to the song “stippling“ by DOUBLE FACE. ( thyme. twenty1. they/them. aedt. none )

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babyawacs · 5 months

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looooooooomis · 3 years

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FINAL GIRL | FIFTEEN

You were his final girl. And there was no chance in hell that anyone or anything was going to mess that up.

masterlist here | final girl playlist here

pairing: Billy Loomis x f!reader word count: 4.9k warnings: mild s m u t towards the end (18+!!!)

A/N: I know I promised shower s e x but that’s in the next chapter, this one got away from me lmao

p a r t f i f t e e n | n o s t a l g i c

Thom Yorke’s soothing voice sliced into the quietude of Billy’s car as he drove down your street with a swell of disappointment budding inside of his stomach. He should have called you before his impromptu little ride up to your place, but he’d been overzealous. He wanted, needed, to see you and the idea of punching in your number and waiting to hear if you were around felt like a waste of time.

But then he’d driven to your house, saw your mother was home, actually decided to ring the doorbell rather than slip into your bedroom like he would have any other day of the week and lo and behold you weren’t home.

Your mother had been nice enough to say that he could stay and wait for you but, not knowing how long you’d be gone for, Billy had opted on leaving.

So now, here he was. Barely registering the words to Creep as he buried a yawn into his fist and drove his sorry ass home.

He’d barely seen you at school that day between cheer practice and the fact that you’d skipped out on the last few periods to get that god forsaken cast off of your arm and fuck did he miss you. He’d always had it bad for you but lately it felt as though he couldn’t breathe right if he didn’t have you close to him. Maybe it was the fact that finallyhaving you all to himself felt more realistic now or maybe it was the fact that he didn’t feel the need to hide the bits of himself that he might have before.

You’d seen more of him than anyone else ever had and you were still here. You didn’t run away from him, didn’t cower, didn’t judge. You looked into that hole inside of him and smiled at the challenge. You accepted that darkness and bathed in it, let it coat every inch of your skin until it became a part of you, too.

He’d fucked his hand more times than he was willing to admit to that vision of you straddling that ugly fuck from that seedy bar. The wild abandon in your eyes, the brashness, the ferocity of your movements – you were lethal in those few seconds. With your teeth bared, you’d become an animal; unhinged, feral.

It was strange, really, strange and so fucking intoxicating because while you had that untamed darkness burning just beneath the surface of your skin, there was a softness, too. That effervescent, brilliant fucking side of you that drew everyone around you into your orbit. You were magnetic, you were the fucking sun, and yet you knew that darkness. The stark juxtaposition of having somebody harness the kind of light that you did all the while allowing that darkness to consume you enough to nearly kill a man – it was exciting and intoxicating and addicting

You were addicting.

Another yawn threatened to spill out of his lips as he pulled onto Madison Street but before he could let that disappointment settle inside of his stomach, there you were. His own little lighthouse, lighting up even the darkest pieces of him without even lifting a finger.

You were riding your bike, barely paying your surroundings a lick of attention as you balanced a massive cup with your left hand all the while steering the bike with your right. You’d always had this way about you, this effortless way that floored him time and time again and even then, as you brought the bright cup up to your lips and took a sip from the yellow straw, Billy was transfixed. You were lost in your own little world as you pedalled along the quiet suburban street, not a care in the world.

He slowed to a near crawl beside you, watching your face slowly morph into a cautious scowl but as he pulled under a streetlight, that gorgeous smile of yours broke out across your face as you came to a stop on the side of the road.

Ducking his head to get a better look at you from the driver’s seat, Billy chuckled. “Nice wheels,” he teased, smirking across at the pale blue bike. “What are you, like, twelve?”

“My car got wrapped around a pole, dick,” you laughed, “until I save up for a new one, this is it for me.” Your eyes narrowed in on him and then the car before glancing around your neighbourhood. “Last I checked, you’re a few blocks away from home, Loomis.”

Billy swept his eyes over your frame as you stood there, still hovering over your bike with your two feet planted firmly on the ground. Your cast was gone, that he noticed right off the bat, but it was your small little smile that made his own all the harder to bury. “Thought I’d visit my girlfriend, but she wasn’t home.”

“Oh,” you hummed, stealing another sip of your Slurpee. “Bummer.”

“I thought so, too,” he nodded to the bike, “where you headed, anyway?”

You waved the massive drink at him. “Fancied myself a Slurpee and then figured I’d zip around a bit now that I have full mobility of both my arms.”

Billy nodded his head and then reached across to unlock the passenger’s side door nearest you. “Up for some company?”

You seemed to consider his request, that smile never once leaving your face, before shrugging. “I don’t know, I’ve always been told to avoid getting into cars with strange men.”

“That’s good advice,” Billy smirked. “Smart.”

For a moment, neither of you moved. You both simply just continued to stare each other down with small, coy smiles staining your lips. Yeah, he was definitely a fucking goner when it came to you.

Finally, you swung your leg over your bike and gestured to the trunk. “You think she’ll fit in there?”

Shifting into Park, Billy hopped out of the car to help you pack it in. He wanted nothing more than to swing his arm around your shoulders and tug you against his chest, but he knew that wasn’t possible. You both did. Many of your peers lived on this fucking street and if any of them were to see you, that meant trouble.

He was past the point of caring, if he was being honest. He wanted the whole fucking world to know that you were his girl, but he knew you weren’t quite there yet because of your friendship with Sidney fucking Prescott and he knew he’d have to accept that if he had any hope in hell at making you two official. So, rather than greet you the way he wanted to greet you, rather than kiss you and touch you and taste you on his lips after half a week of going without you, he instead grazed his knuckle against your forearm in passing before giving you a small smile.

“I think it’ll fit just fine.”

Popping his trunk open, he managed to slide your bike in with only a little difficulty on account of the handlebars. “Jesus,” he squinted down at a worn-out sticker, along one of the bars. “Is this the same bike from when we were kids?”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, “sure is.”

“Holy shit.” Without thinking, he ran his fingers along the dusty blue paint finish and shook his head in awe. In a blink, half a dozen memories flooded his mind of you on this damned bike throughout the years. And then, more so to himself, he muttered, “You’d go everywhere on this thing.”

You were just standing there, smiling across at him by the time his eyes found yours again and Billy had to reel his feelings for you in. Tame them, even for the time being, to avoid being the talk of the fucking town in school the next day. But, fuck, there was something about you tonight, standing there beneath that fucking streetlight, looking at him with those dreamy eyes of yours, that made that feel impossible. There was that pull, that magnetic charm, that just yanked him further and further into your orbit.

He nearly kissed you right then and there, neighbours be damned.

Subtly, or as subtly as he could, at least, he reached for your hand, shielded only by the shadow of his trunk and gave it a squeeze. Your smile deepened, as did his, as the pad of his thumb gently traced down the scab that ran along the center of your palm. It was the one reminder of that night, the night that the darkness took control.

A burst of excitement swelled behind his rib cage as image of you from that night played on repeat in his head.

“Come on, lover boy,” you winked, squeezing his hand once before dropping it to walk over to the passenger’s side of the car. “Let’s go for a ride.”

He watched you for a few seconds as you walked around the length of the car to hop into the front seat and as he cast a quick look over his shoulder to ensure nobody was watching, he smiled to himself as he closed his trunk and joined you inside of the car.

“How’s the wrist?” He asked, grabbing for your hand greedily as he tore off down the road.

You made a show of wriggling your fingers and gently flopping your wrist in his grasp. “Good as new.”

“Where do you feel like going?” He asked, casting a sidelong glance your way as he continued to drive. “Sky’s the limit.”

Your smile was broad and genuine as you lazily swung your head around to face him. “You were the one that grabbed me off the street,” you shrugged. “Surprise me.”

Billy mulled it over in his head in silence as he drove rather aimlessly down various roads and side streets. Woodsboro was only so big, there were only so many places he could take you, realistically, especially without somebody seeing the two of you, but as he continued to drive with the image of you on that the bike still cemented in his mind’s eye, he thought back to all of the places around town that held those kinds of memories.

The good memories; before his mother ran off, before everything went to shit. That life felt so fucking far away from where he was now, from all that he’d done and seen and felt.

Only one place came to mind. Or, at least, only one place felt right tonight. One lone place in all of Woodsboro that stood out as a safe haven for the two of you. He wasn’t even sure if it was still around, it had been years since he’d been last been there, but it was worth a shot.

Pulling onto Statton Avenue, Billy gave you another quick glance. “You remember that old house we’d always go to when we were, like, fifteen?”

You furrowed your brow. “That creepy ass one that Randy always dragged us to every Halloween?”

He blew a quiet laugh out through his nose. “Yeah. McKay’s place.”

You blinked. “You’re taking me to a decrepit, probably haunted house, as a surprise?” You shook your head in amusement. “Did I miss the old machete in your trunk that you’re going to use to gut me with or what?”

He smirked and nudged you with his elbow. “No, not inside the house. It had that old park behind it, remember?”

You narrowed your eyes in thought before slowly nodding your head. “Yeah, I remember.” You laughed quietly to yourself. “I was convinced you were going to kiss me on that fucking thing when we were younger.”

Billy’s eyebrows pulled up. “When?”

“That first time Randy brought us there,” you divulged. “You were doing your best to scare me and Tatum the entire night and then I left to sit on that thing because the smell of the house was getting to me, you followed me out.”

Billy thought back to that night. You’d all snuck some beer in with you, so most of the night was pretty foggy, but he remembered the exact moment you were talking about. Your head had been killing you because of the mould inside of that house and Randy and Stu were too fucking distracted by the idea of scaring the pants off of you girls to notice the moment you slipped out to get some air. You’d been dating some douchebag named Ryan at the time, but Billy had followed you out, regardless. He’d told himself it was to check on you, to make sure you didn’t pass out or something, but deep down it was more selfish than that.

He’d had a hard-on for you for years and there were moments where he was sure it was reciprocated. There had always been a trust between you, a bond, that the others couldn’t quite meet. Even that year, when he’d started having some feelings for Sid, you were always on his mind. But timing, circumstance, it never seemed to be on your side.

That night, however, he was going to make his move.

You’d looked so fucking pretty and the way you kept grabbing for his arm whenever Randy would try and scare you, Billy knew there was something there. In his gut, he just knew.

But he’d pussied out last second. He could remember sitting there beside you on that old, dingy looking platform beneath the monkey bars. You were side-by-side, leg-to-leg, he could feel your body heat through his jeans, but even as your eyes found his that night, even as he watched you subtly coat your lips with your tongue, he didn’t do a damned thing about it.

He couldn’t. It was like his body just stopped working and the moment ended up passing as Sid and Tatum’s screams rang out from the house, followed by maniacal laughter from Stu and Randy.

“I was going to kiss you that night,” he admitted.

You gave him a small, amused smile. “And yet you didn’t.”

His shoulders fell. “No, I didn’t. I chickened out last second.”

“In fact, you started dating Sid a few months later, I think.” Your smile fell, but you had a way of disguising it that nearly buckled him.

He hated himself in that moment. If he had kissed you that night, imagine how fucking easy it would be now. You wouldn’t have to sneak around like this, he wouldn’t be taking you to some decrepit fucking park in the middle of the night. You’d be it. The two of you could openly show Woodsboro how fucking much you loved each other.

If he had kissed you that night, things would have been so fucking different – but that’s not the way things turned out. He hadn’t kissed you, he had started dating Sidney only to have you break up with Ryan a few weeks later. The timing of everything had always been against you and now here he was.

Sneaking around, hiding you as though you were something he had to be ashamed of when, in reality, it was just the opposite. You were it for him. You were his girl, his final fucking girl, and he needed the world to know that.

He needed you to know that.

In no time at all, Billy was pulling down the vaguely familiar stretch of road that lead to that creepy old house. The driveway had long since grown out, tall grass and dead shrubbery lined the tattered driveway and half of the old house had now crumbled into the main floor, its mahogany walls could be seen from the sheen of Billy’s car headlights.

“That’s not horrifying at all,” you mumbled, sliding out of the passenger’s seat in uncertainty.

For a moment, neither of you moved an inch, both of you seemed to just soak the vision of that tattered old house up as though reliving every single memory you once had inside of it a lifetime ago.

Slowly, your eyes met from across the top of the car. “You promise this isn’t a ploy to kill me?”

Billy raised a single eyebrow and watched you with interest as he closed his door. You watched him with a small smile on your face as he walked around the car towards you, and as he reached around to close your door, caging you against it in the process, a salacious and dark smile crept across his lips.

“I can’t tell you all my secrets,” he whispered, giving your neck a quick bite. “Where’s the fun in that?”

You shivered and curled your arms around his neck as he pulled back to give your lips a chaste kiss. A few strands of his hair fell in front of his hair and, on instinct alone, you swiped them back and bumped your nose against his. “I mean there’s a little fun in knowing you won’t get bludgeoned to death by your boyfriend at a decrepit house that he almost kissed you at once upon a time.”

“Bludgeoned?” He asked, swaying you in place. “What happened to the machete in my trunk?”

You seemed to consider this momentarily before glancing at the house. “Maybe you came prepared with a whole arsenal, I don’t know.”

Cocking his head to the side, Billy’s eyes narrowed in on your face as the two of you continued to stand there with only the breeze blowing between you. “I would never hurt you,” he simply said, “you know that right?”

“I do,” you hummed. “Even if we get tetanus at some point tonight.”

With some difficulty, on account of the newly acquired orange safety fencing now surrounding the property, the two of you managed to find that old park. For the most part, it looked the same; rusty and a little worse for wear, but essentially the same with its questionable slide and broken swings.

With a small smile, you carefully walked up the small platform with Billy’s hands circled around your hips, steering you over the wooden slats as the two of you tested your weight. The wood gave out quiet groans, making each step slightly nerve-wracking had it not been for the assurance of Billy’s fingers ghosting across your skin.

Eventually, you made it to that familiar stoop. The one just beneath the monkey bars that the two of you sat on all those years prior. It was strange being back. There wasn’t a shred of scenery that hadn’t been touched by time in some way or another. The house was in bits, the grass was now up to your thighs and the monkey bars were visibly sadder than they ever had been and yet sitting there, just the two of you, felt as though no time had transpired at all.

Billy could still feel the heat of your skin burning through his jeans as you sat there leg-to-leg, and as another gentle breeze blew, bringing with it the stale scent of mould from the dilapidated house, memories of that night so fucking long ago burned into his mind as clear as day.

“It’s weird being back here,” you began, leaning your head against Billy’s shoulder. “Just as creepy as I remember.”

“It is weird,” Billy echoed, reaching his arm out to let it fall around your shoulders. He tugged you into his side and ghosted his lips across your hairline.

Silence fell over the pair of you before Billy felt you shift beside him. “See this is what I thought you were coming out here to do that night,” you goaded, pinching his thigh.

Billy groaned dramatically and, without hesitation, cupped your chin and tilted your face up towards his. Peppering kisses along your cheeks and down your nose, he gave you a small, crooked smile before dipping his head down to kiss your lips. The kiss was short - innocent, even - but he relished in how soft your lips felt against his own.

When he pulled back, he bumped your nose and twirled a strand of your hair between his fingers as your foreheads met. “For what it’s worth, that’s what I wanted to do that night.”

Seemingly enough for you, all you did was smile and fall back against his chest as you both sat there, watching the tall grass bend and blow with every gentle breeze. He was tempted to let the silence spawn between the two of you, to simply enjoy the feeling of you pressed up tightly against him as you sat on that familiar park set, but there were a thousand things that Billy wanted to say. A thousand unspoken words that had been on the tip of his tongue for months that, tonight, seemed almost impossible to snuff out.

“If I’d kissed you that night,” Billy muttered, staring straight ahead at the empty space where a window once sat. “Things would have ended up so fucking different.”

“Maybe,” you muttered. “But no point in dwelling on it now, right? We’re here now. We’re together, even if it’s fucking messy, now. If you’d have kissed me that night, maybe we’d have broken up by now.” Pulling away from him his shoulder, you glanced across at him and ran your fingers along his cheekbone. “Maybe we would have tried our hand at dating and decided that we fucking hate each other.”

Billy shook his head and grabbed your hand. “That’s impossible.”

“Maybe,” you said again. “But, I stand by what I said. We’re together now, right?”

Billy watched you teeter off to the side, testing your weight again as you stood up to your full height. In confusion, his brows puckered as he watched you briefly glance around the empty, overgrown lawn, before those eyes found his once again.

“What are you doing?” He asked huskily.

Your fingers toyed with the hem of your shirt and Billy’s pulse quickened. And when you peeled your shirt off, exposing a black bra, Billy forgot how to breathe. “What are the odds that we have an audience right now?”

He swallowed hard, but his eyes never left yours. “Maybe a couple of ghosts,” he pushed out, Adam’s apple bobbing.

You grinned across at him and worked on your jeans next. In truth, the entire population of Woodsboro could have been watching and he wouldn’t have noticed. Wouldn’t have even bat a goddamn eye. The only thing he saw was you.

“Take your clothes off, baby,” you simply said, stepping out of your jeans.

He didn’t waste a second in stripping down to his boxers and as he slung them down his thighs, not caring about anything else in that moment besides the promise of you and that body, he just barely managed to slide his shirt beneath his bare ass to avoid needing a tetanus shot after everything was said and done.

Slowly, you stepped towards him as he helped you back onto the platform. Pushing your thong to the side, you carefully crawled up his lap and grinned as Billy’s dept fingers dug into your hips as you clambered up his strong thighs, holding you there and savouring exactly how you felt in that moment.

Reaching around, you unclasped your bra and let it fall to the wooden slats beside you. “No use dwelling on the past when we’ve got each other now, right?”

He was rock hard beneath you, desperate and straining, and the fact that he could feel just how wet you were, how warm that pussy felt against his thigh, made his grip on your hips tighten. He needed to make you feel how much he wanted you, needed you.

“Right,” his voice was gruff.

He felt your hands grabbing his, guiding him to your body as though he needed the help. As though he hadn’t already memorized every inch of your perfect body before tonight. But he didn’t stop you, instead he watched in want as you slowly placed his chilled hands on your breasts. Your nipples were pert, the buds hardening even more at his touch.

You smiled and Billy could feel his heartbeat in his ears.

Gently, he massaged your breasts and rolled your nipples between his fingers. The sound of your moans, soft but constant, made his already rock-hard cock twitch with a hunger so primal he saw stars. A growl escaped his throat as ducked his head down to wrap his mouth around your nipple while his other hand continued to massage your other tit.

The moans he got out of you, time and time again, were enough to kill him.

“Billy,” you moaned his name, your harsh hiss sliced into the silence around you. “Fuck.”

Reaching down, you swirled his precum around the length of his cock before teasingly sliding the head of his cock between your folds, paying close attention to your clit.

Sucking in a greedy, sharp breath, Billy moved his assault to your other nipple and bit down. No matter how tight he held you there against him, no matter how much of your naked body he felt and touched and kissed, nothing was close enough.

His large hands splayed out across your back, guiding you further into his hungry mouth as your soaked cunt teased him. You were so wet and so needy for him. Fuck, you felt so fucking good already and you hadn’t even granted him to mercy of lowering yourself down onto his awaiting cock.

“You’re a fucking tease,” he whispered against your breast. “You know that?”

He felt you laugh as you squirmed against him. Quickening your pace on his cock, he slid his hands around your waist and held you there as he kissed his way up from your breasts and along your neck.

You writhed on top of him as he nipped and sucked on the tender flesh. If you weren’t careful, he was going to come hard and fast but, seemingly sensing his frustration boiling beneath his skin, you sat up a little taller and finally allowed his cock to spring to action before lowering yourself on top of him.

A low, guttural moan escaped your lips as his thick cock pierced you. Squeezing his eyes shut, his forehead fell against your bare shoulder as he tried like hell to gather himself but fuck you were making it damned near impossible. You just felt so fucking perfect, so warm and so tight against him, that it was taking everything not to grab you and hold you there as he pumped into that perfect cunt.

How could you make him feel this much? You had him, entirely. There wasn’t a future Billy could conceive without you in it. His every waking thought was of you. You, you, you. It should have scared him, how much he truly fucking loved you and, in a way, it did. It terrified him some days.

But then he’d see you, feel you, taste you and that fear was gone.

Every little thing you did made him fall harder. When he slept, he dreamt of you. When he woke, he thought of you. Thought of that crooked little smile of yours, thought of that unhinged side of you that only he got to see. He thought of that darkness, that innate danger just boiling beneath the surface of it all and he was a fucking goner.

Slowly, you began to ride him but, while the feeling of you sliding up and down on his cock felt like a drug, his hands circled around your hips and held you there against him.

Stilling you almost immediately.

“Is something wrong?” Your breathless voice asked.

He shook his head and slowly circled his arms around your middle, holding you against him in the middle of that park. Nuzzling his face into your breasts, Billy held you against him, memorizing every inch of you as his cock filled you up.

“It’s me and you, baby,” he breathed out, coffee-coloured eyes traced every inch of your face. “No matter what, right? Do you promise me?”

You nodded, eyes hazy. Hungry. “I promise.”

“Say it,” he pleaded, nipping your chin. “I want to hear you say it.”

“You and me,” you echoed in a hushed whisper, “no matter what.”

Pushing his dark hair back and away from his face, you said nothing before leaning down and kissing him. It was gentle but needy, soft but hungry. Slowly, he released you, but your lips never strayed far from one another. Even as you commenced riding him, revelling in the feel of just how good he felt with every bound, your kisses were fevered and hungry.

Time lost all meaning after that and nothing, not the ghosts in that old house, not a damned thing, could tear the two of you apart. Nothing was guaranteed, he knew that to his core. But he knew you, knew your relationship, felt your love for him and felt his love for you and somehow, that was enough. One way or another, everything would work out for the two of you.

It had to.

He’d make sure of it.

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ateezyuri · 2 years

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a to z with . . . yuri !

a is for ... “ATINY are the prettiest and most loveliest people in the world...i love you more than my cats!”

b is for ... “BITCH, you better be joking.” “never quote euphoria again.”

c is for ... “CATS are forever superior. i don’t care if leo keeps knocking your stuff down! he does it to show his love! hONGJOONG DO NOT THREATEN MY CHILD!”

d is for ... “DUDE — i am just trying to summon good vibes, i am NOT trying to hex wooyoung...why would you say that?”

e is for ... “ENOUGH of this madness!! if i hear the ponytail song ONE more time, i will rip someone’s head off.”

f is for ... “FRIENDS who really love you will deal with you even if you are being the most annoying or most overdramatic person ever. ateez deals with me all the time — so i think that they are my best friends.”

g is for ... “GUYS, GUYS, GUYS! will you PLEASE stop trying to manhandle me? LET ME WIN PLEASE, WHEN HAVE I EVER WRONGED YOU?”

h is for ... “HONGJOONG said i wasn’t allowed to attempt to murder my members...but hongjoong isn’t here so you better choose your last words wisely!”

i is for ... “I’M DRUNK IN THE BACK OF THE CAR, AND I CRIED LIKE A BABY COMING HOME FROM THE BAR, SAID ‘I’M FINE’ BUT IT WASNT TRUE — I DONT WANNA KEEP SECERTS JUST TO KEEP YOU AND I SNUCK IN THROUGH THE GARDEN GATE EVERY NIGHT THAT SUMMER JUSTER TO SEAL MY FATE — AND I SCREAMED FOR WHATEVER IT’S WORTH — I LOVE YOU AINT THAT THE WORST THING YOUVE EVER HEARD?”

j is for ... “JOKES on you, i already cry myself to sleep every night — so your comment didnt mean shit to me!”

k is for ... “KILLING eve is one of the best t.v series ever. i would let eve and villanelle run me over and call it a day.” “YURI?!?” “I WAS JOKING!”

l is for ... “LETS be honest...i AM the hottest person in the room right now.”

m is for ... “MINT chocolate chip icecream is for hot people only — if you don’t like it then...sucks to suck i guess.”

n is for ... “NEVER thought i would say this...but wooyoung is right, for once.”

o is for ... “ORIGINALLY, i was going to tell jongho i loved him. but now it’s time to unlock phase two — blackmail him.” “YURI NO—"

p is for ... “PAIN. all i feel is pain.”

q is for ... “QUICK! spit in yunho’s drink! i’m not doing it — you can face his wrath, and if he asks, i had nothing to do with this.”

r is for ... “RESPECTFULLY fuck off if you dont like taylor swift, this is NOT a safe spot for taylor swift haters. end of discussion.”

s is for ... “SANNIE is just like a little kitten, he’ll come up to me, lean his head down and ask for head pets. somedays i just want to put him in a chokehold and give him all the loves.” “you mean a hug?” “yeah that too.”

t is for ... “TEEZERS? are you calling us teezers because we always spoil?” “you mean YOU always spoil?” “....what makes you say that?”

u is for ... “UNTIL you give me a valid reason on why i should not self sabotage tonight — i am going to do it. and telling me my therapist wouldnt be proud is NOT going to do it.”

v is for ... “VERY bold of you to assume i know how to do basic math — i got held back a year for a reason.”

w is for ... “WHENEVER i think i have it bad (living with boys), i remember others have it worse.” “who?” “lottie.”

x is for ... “XOXO, a mentally ill bitch.”

y is for ... “YUQI is my favorite person in the world, she’s my girl — she’s my best friend! i love her so so so much, i don’t know what i’d do without her.”

z is for ... “ZOOM in on hongjoong, doesn’t he look so cute right now?” “do you have a death wish?” “i’m not scared of no man, especially not joongje, LOOK HOW SOFT HE LOOKS!”

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freakynct · 3 years

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「𝒂-𝒛 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔」

— na jaemin

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a; aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

jaemin is so caring after sex, probably one of the most caring members, he absolutely has to make sure that you're alright and taken care of. i know this is not an aftercare aspect but i totally see him as the type to finish you by eating you out if you didn't cum during sex. he goes all out with aftercare, helps you walk or even carries you, takes a shower or has a bath with you and does all the work of washing you clean, gives you his sweater to sleep in and cuddles and kisses you until you fall asleep in his arms. everything for his baby

b; body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

i feel like jaemin sees your body as something precious to him and he makes sure you know that, but i feel like he has a soft spot for your neck and eyes. on him it's probably his arms and maybe his eyes too, he really knows how to use them to his advantage

c; cum (anything to do with cum basically)

i think jaemin's favorite way of cumming is inside you. he loves the intimacy of it, especially if he gets to look into your eyes while he does so

d; dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

this is something that jaemin thinks is well hidden from everyone but what he forgets is that you're the one that does the laundry and it's pretty noticeable when your underwear starts to slowly disappear. he just can't help himself when he sees all the pretty underwear you own, thinking about how good you would look dressed in them or remembering that one time he fucked you so good in them. so he kinda gets lost in his thoughts with your panties in his hand that he slowly drags down his body until he has it wrapped around his cock and well you know the rest

e; experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i definitely see him as someone that would much rather have sex while in a relationship, he's not one to do a lot of one night stands but he does have some experience. he has had a few partners before and he's definitely really good at what he's doing and he takes his time learning what works for you

f; favourite position (goes without saying)

i'm sorry if this comes off as predictable but i don't see jaemin enjoying any other position more than he enjoys missionary. he loves eye contact and intimacy and missionary checks all the boxes. he also gets to hold your hands and kiss you and watch how pretty you look while you cum around him. he also really enjoys to lift your legs up and hold them over his shoulders while he fucks you

g; goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

i definitely see him getting a bit more goofy sometimes, jaemin doesn't need to be all serious during sex and he knows how to balance things out. he loves teasing and making you shy so he's not afraid of making some jokes or be more playful during sex to get what he wants

h; hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

i think jaemin is pretty well groomed, he doesn't shave it all off but he likes things neat and he takes care of it

i; intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

i think i've mentioned this aspect a few times already but jaemin loves intimacy during sex and feeling close to you. he doesn't need to be romantic all the time to make you feel special because he naturally already makes you feel that way. however he does go all out when it comes to special occasions like anniversaries or birthdays, he likes to put in the effort and prepare something really romantic. he also loves to praise you during sex

j; jack off (masturbation headcanon)

i think this really depends on his mood, i don't think he has a set schedule for it. sometimes he feels more horny than other times but i would say that he does it regularly, not everyday but pretty often

k; kink (one or more of their kinks)

i think jaemin's main kinks would be praise, light bondage, daddy kink, foreplay, body worship, lingerie and light marking

l; location (favourite places to do it)

jaemin isn't big on sex in public places, he prefers the comfort of his home where both of you can feel comfortable and safe. i would say his favorite places are his bed and the couch

m; motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

something that really gets him going is being able to intimidate you and making you shy and sensitive to his touch. he loves seeing you at his mercy and trying to avoid eye contact, makes him confident and he thinks you look cute and that turns him on

n; NO (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

something i have the feeling jaemin wouldn't enjoy is anything involving too much pain on you. he's not really into too hardcore stuff so anything that makes him feel like he's hurting you rather than pleasuring you he won't do

o; oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

jaemin is all about giving. of course he loves when you go down on him but he loves seeing you squirm under him while he makes you feel good with his mouth and he's really good at it

p; pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

i don't see him as someone that likes really rough sex. he's more into slow but deep movements and he makes it very sensual. he makes sure every thing he does feels good to you just as much as it feels good to him. his movements might get a little faster when he's about to cum or if you ask him to go faster but besides that he likes to take his time with you

q; quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

i don't see jaemin being into quickies that much. like i said he loves to take his time and he loves foreplay and quickies are just not as fun to him so i don't see it happening that often

r; risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

i feel like he prefers to be safe but he's not boring either. if he sees that you really want to experiment something new then he will try it for you but he's not one to risk it too much

s; stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

i feel like jaemin has pretty good stamina and he can last for a really good amount of time. he likes to pleasure you above all and he won't stop until he knows you're satisfied, so if he needs to go for a long time he will

t; toy (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i think jaemin likes smaller toys and he likes using them on you from time to time. he loves foreplay so toys are a great addition to see how far he can push you. i feel like he chooses the cutest designs and colors for the toys he uses on you but that's it, he will only use them on you, never on himself

u; unfair (how much they like to tease)

i touched on this before but he loves to tease you, so much. it's one of his favorite parts and he has managed to be able to make you wet for him just from his teasing, whether through words or by touching

v; volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

jaemin isn't that loud but he also doesn't feel the need to be quiet either. he knows you like to hear him too and he will be louder when you suck him off or you focus more on him as a way of praising you and showing you he's enjoying what you're doing, he knows that makes you happy. i feel like he groans and grunts more than actual moaning but he let's out some moans sometimes

w; wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

you let out a weak moan as jaemin guided your hips against his, your hands holding tight to the couch behind him, your thighs starting to burn at the constant up and down movement.

"you're doing well princess, just like i taught you." he remained calmed but the breathiness on his voice gave away how much he was enjoying seeing you ride him. "look at me baby." he said as you realized your eyes had been closed the whole time, both due to the pleasure you were feeling and to how shy you felt being this exposed to him, even if it wasn't the first time.

you slowly opened your eyes, being greeted with jaemin's cocky smirk as he confidently stared at you. your hips stopped moving involuntarily as you got lost in his gaze and you had a moment to realize how your cheeks burned and how your fingers hurt from holding onto the couch so tightly.

"don't stop now baby. i know you're so close to cumming, aren't you?" you whimpered as you felt his fingers moving slowly over your clit, encouraging you to keep moving up and down on him, the combination of his fingers and his cock inside you making you bite on your lip to suppress the moan that threatened to come out. "that's it, that's my good girl."

x; x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

i think he's just on the average side, not big but not small either, kinda like the "perfect size" to make you feel good. i think his girth is also pretty average and he has an overall pretty dick and i feel like he's circumcised as well

y; yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

i think his sex drive is pretty normal, not too high and not too low and definitely depends on how stressed or tired he is from work. i think it's not hard to turn him on so i think his sex drive will also depend on his partner and their sex drive

z; zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

like i've mentioned jaemin is big on aftercare so he won't fall asleep until you're taken care of even if he's really tired. so after sex he makes sure you're all clean and comfortable and then cuddles up with you until both of you fall asleep

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idontblushsrry · 4 years

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Sesshomaru|| SFW Alphabet

A/N: Heheh he seggsy ft. a gender neutral reader

Word Count: 2140

A: Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Sesshomaru shows affection by cutting off the heads of those that would dare threaten you and overall ensuring your safety. He also lets you lay on him, whether in human form or demon form, the fact that he lets you lay on him, let alone be near him when he’s so vulnerable speaks volumes of your bond.

B: Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Sesshomaru doesn’t really do best friends, if he’s interested in you, he’ll make it known when he feels is most appropriate but otherwise you’re likely in his mind at least a subordinate or acquaintance at most.

C: Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

As stated before, Sesshomaru is a secret cuddler, even more surprising is the fact that he’s good at it. Sesshomaru’s cuddles are warm and fluffy and his arm wrapped tight around your waist makes you feel safe and secure. When he’s cuddling you, he’ll also bury his head into the junction between your neck and shoulder, to him this is where your scent is strongest and he loves to be reminded of it as the rest of your scent slowly blends into his.

D: Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Settling down for Sesshomaru is kind of a weird term, it takes a lot of explaining and even then he’s still confused. When you ask him about it though, he informs you that you’re more than welcome to stay at his castle, but part of his duty is patrolling his land. He can’t settle down but he swears to you that you’ll never want for anything so long as you allow him to stand by your side.

E: Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

To be honest, Sesshomaru would probably just drop you off at the nearest human settlement/demon settlement (if it’s a really bad breakup he’ll just leave you to fend for yourself). If Rin is particularly attached to you, he may feel bad internally but in his mind, she’ll have to understand that the two of you just weren’t meant to last.

F: Fiance(e) (How would they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Sesshomaru is kind of already engaged to you once you accept his courting offer. While he won’t be pushy about it, he does want to marry you as soon as possible. The moment you agree to marry him is the happiest day of his long life, and the whole affair is a week long festivity followed by a month long honeymoon.

G: Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Sesshomaru is by no means gentle. Maybe if pushed to the brink of desperation to where your life was in danger, he’d crack just a little bit, the aftermath of which he’d make some excuse to always be holding or carrying you. Overall though, he’s not really gentle but he doesn’t need to be, he more than makes up for it because he treats you like you’re a gift from the heavens and a grace to all living things.

H: Hugs( Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He doesn’t initiate hugs, ever. He lets Rin hug him and you but that’s about it. If anyone else tried to hug him, he’d cut their arms off and if anyone aside from Jaken or Ah-Un saw him receiving a hug they’d better start running.

I: I love you (How fast do they say the L-word)

Like with settling down, it takes some convincing and a lot of explanation on your part for him to understand how three words convey to you the depth of his devotion. The way he says ‘i love you’ isn’t through words (although he eventually does say so to make you happy) it’s through the way his gaze melts just a little bit when he sees you, it’s in the smile he gives no one but you, it’s in the way he’s willing to give up everything, just for you.

J: Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous)

When Sesshomaru gets jealous, it’s actually kind of serious. He doesn’t get jealous as he has no need to but seeing how Mukotsu stole you away from him and hearing how one of the thunder brothers tried to marry you made his blood boil with rage. If he hadn’t already disposed of Mukotsu he’d have made him die a slow death by Sesshomaru’s poison. Also, the fact that Inuyasha killed the thunder brothers is one of the few things he doesn’t begrudge his brother for.

K: Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Sesshomaru’s kisses are rough and demanding, even when he’s trying to be soft with you. Something in his nature that wants to assert dominance even in the tamest expressions of love. It’s not like you mind though, his kisses always leave you breathless and wanting more.

L: Little ones (How are they around children)

As evidenced by Rin (and kind of Kohaku), Sesshomaru is really good with kids. He’s just firm and uncaring enough to keep kids in line while still letting them play and explore. And deep, deep, deep down, he enjoys kids because of the almost naive outlook they have on the world, but he’d never admit that.

M: Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with Sesshomaru are really nice and pleasant...until you have to pee. At which point it becomes an almost wrestling contest against a clingy cuddly demon who still wants to be pressed against his mate until time forces you both to wake up. It doesn’t help either that you’re likely sore from the night before.

N: Night (How are nights spent with them?)

The SFW version of a night with Sesshomaru usually consists of you telling Rin (and a bitter Jaken) stories around the fire. Rin will probably help you put your hair up before you go to sleep and when the little ball of energy finally collapses, you tuck her in and kiss her forehead. Sesshomaru in the meanwhile, would watch all of this from a distance, his superior senses negating any need to be close anyways; plus he prefers to watch over all of you from afar before sneaking under the covers next to you while you’re asleep.

O: Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Sesshomaru doesn’t necessarily mean to shut you out he just reveals information on a need to know basis. In addition to that, most of his thoughts are carefully revealed through small subconscious reactions or expressions that take you a while to even pick up on, much less interpret. Eventually though, he does become open with you, you become the only person in the world that he trusts with the full breadth of his secrets and vulnerability.

P: Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He’s a 50/50 split. He can be patient when he wants to, but sometimes people are moving too slow for his liking and he starts to feel his hand twitch with the urge to use his claws. To get him angry to the point of it being visible on his face or even to the point that he shifts into his demon form is something few (namely Inuyasha and Kagome) are capable of. With you though, he does get a little impatient, especially at the beginning when you didn’t understand his grunting, but never fully enraged to the point of transforming.

Q: Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Sesshomaru remembers things about you like your scent, what makes you happy, what makes you mad, etc., all very basic information for him. He doesn’t really bother to remember things like anniversaries or birthdays just for the simple fact that his concept of time is completely different to yours. He doesn’t see the point in celebrating anniversaries (he manages by noticing the changes in your scent when yalls anniversary is approaching) and he finds it amusing that you celebrate his birthday, he hates celebrating yours though because it just reminds him that you’re human and each year is closer and closer to an eternity he’ll have to inevitably spend without you.

R: Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Sesshomaru’s favorite moment in your relationship was when Rin accidently likened you to a parental figure one day. You managed to keep it together, but the moment she got distracted you turned to him and just sobbed into the fluff of his tail. The memory still makes him laugh but you swore him to secrecy, and he fears ever so slightly what you’d do if he broke that vow.

S: Security (How protective are they? How would they like to be protected?)

Sesshomaru does all the physical protection in your relationship. He can sense danger better even when far away and has skills and senses that you really can’t compare to. Although, Sesshomaru never sees you as inferior to him, as long as you rub his head and shoo away Kagome whenever she tries to be too sisterly with him, he’s all good.

T: Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

As mentioned earlier, Sesshomaru, while he doesn’t care for anniversaries, definitely makes a big event out of showing his love to you. Although the two of you aren’t dating, you’re courting (or married), he still manages to make you feel like the most beautiful person on Earth when he takes you out. If your date isn’t a private personal affair, he’s making a big show of it. Everyone in the land will know that you are his and that you are incredible in every way (basically multiple feasts/parties held in your honor).

U: Ugly (What are some bad habits of theirs? (I’m gonna add arguments here because they aren’t on the prompt list I found))

A bad habit of Sesshomaru’s is his impatience. He can be patient, but it’s mostly a façade, one in place to maintain his cool, unbothered persona. Truth is, many things bother him and he tends to just bottle it up and let it build until it boils over. Now, he may snap at you, but it’s most likely that he’ll walk away to go hack at a tree and not speak to you for a while. This leads to his second bad habit, his aloofness. While Sesshomaru is always aloof, it’s not usually a bad thing. But if he gets into one of his moods and you push and push and push, it will cause an argument.

V: Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Sesshomaru isn’t concerned with his looks, he always looks flawless.

W: Worry (changed bcus I don’t like how the original frames relationships)

Sesshomaru does worry about you a lot. He tries not to say anything or let it bother him but it seems like every second he’s reminded of your human fragility. One day for trip over a tree root, the next you poke your finger sewing Rin’s clothes, and just one after another until your damned birthday comes around again and he’s reminded of the fact that you’ll get old much faster than he will. Needless to say, he worries about you a lot.

X: (E)xes (Any previous relationship experience. How does that factor into your current relationship?)

He has some previous relationship experience, mostly from matches his mom set up or random hookups. You’re most likely his first and only serious relationship.

Y: Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner)

He thinks people who seek to gain power/get ahead through frivolous means to be some of the most distasteful scum of the Earth. Aside from that he doesn’t really dislike anyone, aside from humans, or half-demons, or other demons, or anyone weaker than him, or... we could be here all day, but he pretty much only likes you, Ah-Un, Rin, Kohaku, and sometimes Jaken

Z: Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Sesshomaru has never really had to sleep in a bed proper before you so he can just kinda fall asleep anywhere and be perfectly fine. His other skills include sleeping while standing and sleeping with his eyes open.

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oriigirii · 3 years

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Streamer MC headcannons with the brothers 💞

"You were quite a known face on social media back in the human realm, playing games, doing unboxings, just vibin in general, fans around the globe looked forward to your streams a lot! However, considering the sudden (unannounced) invitation to the exchange program, you had to leave all of that behind out of the blue. It wasn't as bad at first, but you have to admit you do miss the feeling of being able to do goofy shit online. Luckily for you, with the advance technology of Devildom and some spicy magic, the internet had synced with the human realm, and thats when you decided to finally re-enter the streaming scene. How will the brothers react upon seeing your peculiar past time?"

Head empty, No thoughts aside from the brothers just bothering the MC while they stream so here you go haha

Warnings: None, just crackhead energy and a lotta mispellings

Gender: Neutral!

Hotel: Trivago

* [ ಠ╭╮ಠ ] Lucifer *

{How did he know about your career?}

I honestly don't see him as someone who goes on the internet a lot

(He screams boomer to me, change my mind)

He doesn't have the time either, he's too focused on work!

So him finding out is gonna take a while

But! He did find out the hard way when shrilled screaming was heard from your room when he was passing by with some paper stacks in his arms (courtesy of Diavolo)

This man felt his instincts kick in, he ran as fast as he could, papers forgotten, and he immediately slammed your door open. Splinters scattering around, your door definitely damaged, as his eyes held a glare and his demon form was out, wings spread in a threatening display.

He was ready to beat someone's ass as he had thought someone had hurt you in here.

But all hes met with is you, infront of your chair and PC, and a game over on the screen...

To say he was unamused was an understatement cause you just lost your internet priviliges for giving him a heart attack (He said it was because you were being rowdy and noisy but with what you saw you knew that wasn't the case)

Good luck tryna puppy-eye your way to his heart to let you continue streaming lol.

If by some miracle you managed to wriggle your rights back from his hands, he'd warn you not to be so loud next time.

You already learnt your lesson though~ (Hopefully)

{How does he feel about your streams?}

Not everyone's the same, so if you were the shy soft streamer who does more art streams or something akin to a podcast, you can bet that Lucifer will be putting you on while he works, he kinda knows your streaming schedule at this point and if you were running late, he'd force one of his brothers to take over your dish washing duties or any chores you were stuck with

If you were the loud obnoxious meme type, hed still try to watch out of curiosity, and as much as he appreciates that you were getting comfortable here in Devildom with how you laugh and joke around, he still can't approve of it. Its too loud, its much like his brothers energy and he has enough of that already, so he probably doesn't watch as much.

He has countlessly came to your room to shush you and at this point your fans had made a compilation of each time Lucifer had barged in to tell you off

Look he likes it when you scream, but not when hes in the middle of work okay--

At this point, chat has deemed Lucifer as dad and you as their mom/dad.

If he ever catches wind of this he'd definitely be teasing you in private for centuries to come.

Overall fine with it, as long as don't do something stupid on stream.

* ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Mammon*

{How did he know about your career?}

I would say he found out by him crashing into your streams midway but that's too predictable, hence why you've Mammon-proofed your bedroom during streaming hours!

Thanks to our wizard daddy, you have managed to cast a simple lock spell on your door and as well as a sound proofing

You love your broke idiot, but you did wanna keep the tone of your stream today a bit more chill, you wanted to have a proper Q&A with your fans to hopefully clear any bad vibes around your 3 month disappearance.

When Mammon has learnt your door was locked he definitely was a bit pissy, he knocked on your door loudly even and was calling out for you to let him in, but to no avail.

Bro he's scared.

He usually was allowed to enter, and you usually answered if you did need to be left alone for a bit, so just leaving him hanging got his mind racing and he had to press up his ear on the wooden door to try and hear if you were okay

When this continues on he finally resorts to getting help, but the only one in the house ws Levi, so he kicks down HIS door.

Levi boutta summon Lotan for interrupting him honestly

But as Mammon exclaim you weren't answering and he worried for your wellbeing, Levi rolls his eyes and scoffs,

"Idiot Mammon, they're streaming don't bother them…"

Streaming? why didn't you tell him???

Rude much.

He did huff and now was forcing his way to use Levi's PC for a moment

Can Levi stop him?

Nah.

He was busy on his console, and if he stood up now hed be breaking his world record so he was at a terrible state so he just resorts to threats of him drowning the Avatar of Greed if he does anything stupid on his PC.

He immediately logs in to your streaming platform and he watches for a bit,

You were more dolled up now just to look decent on stream, and he felt this jealousy rise as you interact with your chat, especially to those saying I love you's and stuff, and you even said it back? the audacity! You were his werent you? Were you replacing him with these nobodies?

He huffs as he realized that those who paid got their message highlighted, and thus, he starts donating. (Mind you this was Levi's account...)

"Mcccccc Open the dooorrr"

"Ill behave i promiseeeee"

"Cmon pleaseeee?"

Chat is c o n f u s i o n

NGL, they thought Mammon was a creepy stalker and red flags were being waved everywhere

but as chat was pondering who the hell he was, you can only sigh and look at the camera with that unamused expression, but ugh! you just KNOW hes doing that kicked puppy expression of his, and maybe it really wont be so bad

So you snap your fingers and say, "Okay MonMon, its open, Im giving you 3 seconds"

Mammon wasnt deemed to be the fastest out of his brothers for nothing

As soon as you got to '2', you were already tackled by the white haired male and chat went wild.

Now that you've shown your life in Devildom, maybe its time to introduce chat to your boyfriend no?

{How does he feel about your streams?}

You get paid to sit infront of a camera, do I have to say anything else?

But really though, as much as he enjoys the thought of getting so much cash from something so simple, he prefers the joy of being able to proudly exclaim that he was your first man!

ohhhh he thrives on the salt of your overly attached stans

but for those who fully support you, he always feels so mushy and shy when they say the ship you guys so hard

The fanarts has him WEAK (he may or may not have saved a few)

You usually do streams alone, but now you've allowed the door to be left open to let Mammon join whenever

Chat pogs when he enters with so much confidence, only for it to crumble when you kiss his cheek on stream.

Overall finds it fun to spend time with you, but just dont play scary games cause Lucifer might hang him upside down on stream.

* ▘▂▝ Leviathan*

{How did he know about your career?}

He is honestly the most attached to his D.D.D and he catches wind of almost anything going down in the internet, so your 'revival' being hyped up was something he definitely saw and he was just s wo o o ned

His Henry 2.0? a famous streamer?

Were you truly a blessing gifted upon him or was he dreaming?

He definitely didn't bring it up at first as he didn't wanna make it a big deal, but you notice hes been more in his head lately, and you have tried asking him what it was but to no avail.

You have to corner this little snake if you want answers and he eventually admits that he knew of your persona online and was incredibly shy to ask you to stream with him

He's a streamer himself afterall but maybe he doesnt stream as much as you do nor does he have as large of a following, so his intrusive thoughts attacked him and made him think that maybe since he wasnt as famous he didnt deserve to be in the same stream as you

Please tell him to join you and gib him kiss U3U

He'll absolutely m e l t

But now, as you make the announcement to your viewers and Levi to his, the internet explodes as a special collab stream was hapening between the expert gamer and avatar of envy of Devildom along with the beloved exchange student and streamer of the human realm

Your usual viewers reach between 10-15k, but as you start stream, that number boosts higher and beyond

Before streaming though, Levi was incredibly nervous, he'd picked the games for you to play that he knew you would enjoy with him, but his mind kept racing about whatthe fans thought, he didnt wanna disappoint them

But you had to remind him that whatever they say will not matter in the end as this was merely for fun, this was YOUR stream and you guys were gonna do what you want and nobody can have a say on it. (Maybe except Lucifer)

You usually talk for him with your bubbly personality, and to calm his nerves, he hs your pinky wraped around his where the camera can't see it.

Regardless, his thoughts subsided as you two delve into your stream that lasted a solid 7 hours, you definitely promised your chat that you and Levi will be doing more streams together from now on.

Once the cameras cut and yall are left alone, Both of you collapse on bed, and despite you being asleep already, Levi was just far too giddy as everything dwells on him.

Having a player 2 by his side now had never felt so intoxicating and he as just so lucky to have you.

{How does he feel about your streams?}

He obviously adores it, although some streams he wouldnt join just so he can play games on his own

He's still an introvert afterall, he needs his alone time

But he prefers that alone time with you, his Henry.

So when youre about to go stream, he kinda becomes a bit pouty, but with a simple promise of kisses (and maybe even more if youd like) he would let you go, but his attention would disappear from his game altogether.

He might just end up watching you instead

May or may not, at some point, just chat you and ask if its too late to join you

You do allow him to join you and play from the comforts of his room as both of you can simply play via internet, you give him the comfort to not turn on his mic or webcam either and you have no idea how he appreciates that.

Will definitely fight someone online when they start claiming you as theirs (-cough- stans) Please make sure it doesnt escalate to him summoning Lotan

Although the comments would often get to him, and as much as he can fight them online, he still does find himself pondering if they were true, so you need to give him a lotta lovin and reminder that he is your player 1 and no one else can ever fill that place.

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Wow 3 brothers this time, what an improvement, anyways hope yall enjoy! I think its pretty clear who I simp for depending o nthe length of each lol, but do let me know if you guys want a part 2 for the rest of the brothers, or even the undateables!

#Obey me #obey me fanfics #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me Mammon x reader #obey me Lucifer x reader #Obey me Leviathan x reader #obey me headcannons #obey me shall we date

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serpentarii · 3 years

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A { R E } I N T R O D U C T I O N ; by @serpentarii

hi hi, i’m pris, they/she, eighteen, intp, and this is the third time i’m introducing myself because it’s been almost a year since my last reintro. i write primarily fantasy with a lot of folkloric influences, but that could change who knows. i’m also a member of the wtw network !

i didn’t feel like bombarding people with a bunch of wip intros, so below the cut i’ve given a brief synopsis for each of my projects as well as some info on where they’re sitting at.

P R O J E C T S

starborne ; epic dark fantasy . adventure . romance . tragedy . adult

as the newly accoladed knight imperial, ser vauquelin is tasked with accompanying his liege on a sacred quest through the holy angelan empire to the inferni-ravaged darkwood. but when an imposter wearing prince imperial luciano’s face threatens his claim to the throne, it falls to vauquelin to hunt down the pretender.

{ introduction } . { tag }

status ; redrafting . this is my oldest and main wip, and it was sitting at around 40k before i decided to scrap it all and start a new draft 0. i intend it to be a trilogy, as it’s the most dense out of all my wips, and my final wc goal for it is about 90-95k. a lot of the content i’ve made for it on this blog is now out of date since i’ve updated the worldbuilding doc, so i’ll try to make up for those eventually, but i’m mostly focusing on finishing the draft rn.

mordlust ; gaslamp fantasy . swan maiden retelling . young adult

aleksander fox has found his fortune when he sells the enchanted feather cloak of a cigne, a legendary race able to transfigure themselves into swans. the assassin voir vératre receives her most difficult mission yet when tasked with claiming the life of the helemar, leader of the faith and object of their worship. whispers of a war begin to brew and the swan queen searches for her missing son as an infection known as the dornenheit spreads throughout the lands.

{ introduction } . { tag }

status ; reoutlining . i originally started this as a nano project for 2020 and tried to rush through a lot of it. the first draft was very bad, it was just 10k of a world and characters i knew nothing about. it’s also gone through a couple title changes, but the outline is putting it back on track towards a more swan maiden meets sleeping beauty type beat. this one should be getting reintroed the soonest.

the tale of ryuurei ; magical realism . coming of age . young adult

autumn island, built on the left horn of a dead dragon god, will know it’s first summer in over a decade. with it comes a girl half-mad with grief, ruining any chance sakuma shizu had at a normal senior year. but the island is sinking, residents have begun to fear the nighttime, and shizu seems to be the only one in the know. everyone has their secrets, but how long can shizu keep his before they grow an extra mouth?

{ introduction } . { tag }

status ; on-hold . i got a good amount written of this for janowrimo and camp nano, however the structure is what’s really throwing me off. trying to juggle all these plot threads and characters in roughly 20k, what was i thinking. it’s not that i don’t know what to do with this project, just that it’s not currently my top priority. v sorry :(

a hymn for serpents ; heroic high fantasy . adventure . romance . new adult

accused of using witchcraft to awaken the serpent prince from his eternal rest, maude liebreich is set to be executed. her life is vouched for and spared only under the promise that she is able to restore him to slumber. kept under watch as the new head of the once-lost seventh great order, maude works to discover not only the true nature of the serpent prince’s return but of her own birth.

{ introduction } . { tag }

status ; planning . y’all i’m actually super excited for this project. it’s also the only other series i’m working on, which i only have rough ideas for. ahfs will probably stay in the planning/practice prose stage for a while longer because i don’t want to hit a block later down in the road or worldbuild myself into a corner. this is also like,,,,,,,the only wip with multiple female leads.

{ carrd } . { projects } . { creations } . { twitter } . { wattpad }

T A G L I S T

{ send an ask to be +/- }

#writeblr #writeblr introduction #wip introduction #wtwcommunity #sunsetdistrict&starfallisland #soleirnaviary #unsuperhumans #w.writeblr #w.intro #w.starborne #w.mordlust #w.ttor #w.ahfs #m.edit #w.mine #u know that taglist is also a free follow list #sexy days we're in folks

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babyawacs · 5 months

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otakusheep15 · 3 years

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SFW Alphabet - Mammon

I really wanted to write one for Mammon, but I was stuck on a few letters until just now lol.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

At first, his tsundere-self won’t let him show much affection towards you. However, as your relationship develops, you begin finding random trinkets and things around your room and in your pockets. These all come from him, who just randomly buy you things he thinks you might enjoy. The second you show interest in anything, even slightly, it’s yours. Eventually, he’ll open up a bit more and start showing more verbal and physically affection, but gift giving is his main love language.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You are constantly getting dragged into every single thing he does. He has a new scheme, you’ll be his partner-in-crime. Lucifer is planning on punishing him again, You’ll be right next to him getting punished as well. he’ll also bring you with him when he gambles or goes clubbing. You can either choose to keep him out of trouble, or encourage his wild behavior cause he’d listen to you regardless.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

He is an absolute slut for cuddles. Will he get embarrassed at the close proximity? Yes. Will he act like a typical tsundere because of it? Yes. Will he still love it regardless, and make sure you know he loves it? Yes. His ideal position would be you two facing each other, wrapped up in each others embrace. He loves it when you pat his head cause it makes him feel appreciated and loved. He’ll also lay his head on your chest and just listen to your heartbeat.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He knew he wanted to settle down with you pretty much the second he realized his feelings. While he isn’t very good at household chores, he’ll try his best just for you. After all, you’re his human, and he would never make you do all of the work yourself.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He’d be the type to dwell on it for a while and make sure it’s actually what he wants. Usually, he would sit down with them and try and talk about it. From there, it will either be perfectly civil and no one gets too hurt, or it ends in a giant fight including yelling, throwing things, and even physical violence at some points. It all depends on the person and what their relationship was like.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He wants to get married to you as soon as possible. As the Avatar of Greed, he wants you all to himself, and what better way to claim you than by marrying you. If you are a bit more hesitant to the idea, he’ll wait for as long as you want, but he hopes that you’ll want to at some point.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He is probably the most gentle out of all of the brothers. He’s your first man, and he promised to protect you from anything that could cause you harm. He knows that, as a demon, he could also be the one to cause you harm, even if accidentally. This is why he treats you like the most valuable treasure in all of the three worlds. Literally, it almost becomes a problem at some points because he will not let you do anything he deems remotely dangerous. If he could, he would just simply lock you up in his room forever to just keep you safe (not in a yandere way or anything, he just can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt cause he wasn’t there for you).

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Hugs are one of his favorite forms of affection. He’s especially into the idea of hugging you in public since it lets others know who you belong to. His hugs are very possessive, but they feel really nice. If he’s had a particularly bad day, he’ll come into your room and just sit there and hug you for hours. Please give him soft, loving words and pet his head. It will make him feel so loved and happy in that moment.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

In all honesty, the first time he says it will probably by a total accident. It would just slip out in the middle of a conversation one day. Chances are, you two aren’t even dating when he first says it. He’d get all flustered and try to pretend like he didn’t say it, but you know he’s clearly lying. After flailing about for a while, he’d calm down and mutter something about how he hopes you feel the same way.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

He could rival Levi for the title of Avatar of Envy. Maybe it’s a side-effect of his greed, but he will get super jealous the second anyone goes near you. WHen he’s jealous, it’s very obvious. Most of the time, he’ll just come up behind you and hug you/kiss you just to show that you’re his. And, depending on the person, he might just drag you away from them entirely. Afterwards, he’ll be super pouty and demands you give him attention to make up for it.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

His kisses are usually very excited and passionate. Basically, he wants to show you how much he loves you through his kisses since he has a hard time actually saying what he feels. His favorite place to kiss you is on your cheek. He just thinks it’s cute. He likes being kissed on his forehead or on the top of his head. It just gives him some comfort.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He’ll claim that he hates children, but everyone knows that’s a lie. In reality, he really likes kids. He thinks they’re cute. However, kids don’t like him all that much, which is why he’s so bad with them. They never listen to him, and he does not know how to control them.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

You’ll usually be waking up first, and you’ll also be waking him up. He is a child who will beg for five more minutes, but don’t give in cause then he’ll never get up. Most likely, you’ll have to drag him out of bed and offer some kind of reward for him. On the days you two can sleep in, he’ll try and keep you there for as long as possible. You two have nothing to do? He’ll somehow convince you to just stay in bed with him all morning.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights are a bit of a wildcard for him. Sometimes he’ll be out late gambling or getting punished by Lucifer, and you’ll obviously be there with him. On nights when he’s not doing anything, you two will be in his room or yours just laying in bed. Maybe you’ll watch a movie, maybe you’ll just sit and talk, who knows? It usually ends with him falling asleep first and you following shortly after.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He’s accidentally open pretty early on. He doesn’t mean to open up as quickly or easily as he does, but he can’t help it. Being with you just makes it so easy for him to relax, and then he’s suddenly spilling his whole life story.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

He has so much patience, especially with you. It does not matter what you’re doing, he will sit there and wait forever. The only time he isn’t patient is when money is involved or someone is threatening you. In these cases, he snaps quicker than even Lucifer or Satan.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He pretends to remember nothing, but he actually has a great memory. He’ll remember literally every detail you tell him. His tsundere attitude gets in the way of him actually saying how much he cares, but his memory and attention to detail proves it just as well. It could be the smallest detail about this one time in your childhood, and he’d still remember the entire story as if he experienced it.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favorite moment was this one time where you two got in trouble with Lucifer again. You two had managed to run away from him, but y’all knew you needed to hide and quick. Eventually, you found a small closet in the house that could just barely fit the both of you. Lucifer passes on and it’s safe for now. For some reason that neither of you remembers, you two just start laughing. At first it’s small giggles, but soon it’s full on cackling. The situation was just so funny in that moment. He remembers seeing the look of pure joy and excitement on your face, and he knew from that moment on that he wanted to be with you forever.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He is the most protective guard dog you will ever have. He’ll play it off as just having been given the assignment by Lucifer, but we all know he just loves you. The second someone comes near you, he will attack them. He’s probably also bitten someone at least once. There are some points where not even his brothers can get near you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Boy tries so hard but they always end up in disaster. He really wants to impress you and show you how much he cares, but nothing ever works for him. In the end, you two just end up doing something simple like going out to dinner or watching a movie. It’s not what he intended, but it makes you happy, so he’s cool with it.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

He steals from you. A lot. Once you start dating, he claims all of your stuff as his. You’ll often find things missing from your room, mostly things like clothes or trinkets.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

He’s a model, so obviously he puts a lot of effort into how he looks. Trust me, he is nowhere near as bad as Asmo, but it’s still more than normal. He wants to look good cause he believes that’s how he gets people to like him. Really, he’s just insecure that people won’t like him if he doesn’t look good.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Oh most definitely. You made the most impact on him. If you were to leave him, he would absolutely fall apart. Like, no one would ever hear from him again if something took you away from him.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

I headcanon that he actually kinda tolerates his brother’s tormenting because that’s the only attention they really give him. He seems very starved for attention, and before you, he only really had his brothers. But they usually ignore him for the most part. So, he purposely gets on their nerves so that they’ll pay him some attention. Sure, it mostly consists of them yelling at him and calling him a scummy excuse of a brother, but it’s better than nothing. Then you came along and gave him some good, loving attention, and that’s when he realized he deserved so much more than what he took from his brothers.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He would not like someone who acts like his brothers. By that, I mean he wants someone who won’t bully him in the same way his brothers do. He wants a safe place, and he wants someone who can provide that for him, not someone who’ll just make him feel worse.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

He snores. And moves a lot. You have fallen out of bed many times when sleeping together. He also steals all of the covers. He’ll apologize the next morning, but then do it again that night.

#OBEY ME #shall we date obey me #shall we date mammon #headcanon #sfw alphabet

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I’m not sure if you’re currently taking request, but if you are could you write a super angsty piece with Petey? Like maybe he meets the readers friends from back home for the first time and they’re not the biggest fans of him maybe because his shyness comes across the wrong way or they don’t think he’s the readers “type” so he becomes super insecure??? I would love you forever but totally understand if you’re not writing right now

loved this request so much I wrote it in one sitting which is a lot coming from me hahaha, hope you like it!

requests are open btw

NOT YOUR TYPE - ELIAS PETTERSSON X READER

Word Count: 1.1 k

Warnings: just angst really and then fluff

Summary: elias hears your friend talking about him and makes him insecure

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Elias knew eavesdropping was wrong, but technically he wasn’t eavesdropping on purpose, it wasn’t his fault everything you were saying as you talked on the phone in the kitchen could be perfectly heard from his spot in the livingroom couch. And if he turned the volume of the TV down a little it was because it was simply too loud, not because he wanted to hear you better... right?

“So what do you think?” The excitement in your voice made him smile. You were probably talking with your friend Sarah about last night’s dinner. When she told you she’d be in town for the weekend you had arranged so her and Elias could finally meet.

“Well I told you he can be a bit shy around new people, that’s why he didn’t talk much.” you tried to explain to her.

Elias mentally facepalmed himself, he really tried to make a good first impression last night but his nerves always managed to get the worst of him. He tried to be the friendly funny boyfriend he knew Sarah would approve but the fear of saying something wrong or mispronouncing something made him stay quiet most of the dinner and it clearly hadn’t gone unnoticed by your friend.

You didn’t worry about it because you knew once Elias got comfortable around her he’d should himself as the amazing guy you knew and loved. However her next words surprised you.

“What do you mean he’s not my type?” you asked her genuinely shocked she’d say something like that.

Elias' heart dropped when he heard you. He wasn’t your type? Sure maybe at first sight you were an odd match. He wasn’t as friendly and talkative as you. He wasn’t good at making conversation with everyone like you were, at least no in english. He wasn’t as warm and welcoming as you always were and people sometimes perceived him as arrogant or like he had some superiority complex because of his athlete status.

The more he thought about it the worse he started feeling. The idea that maybe Sarah was right started growing in his head and it started making more and more sense. Maybe you deserved something more sociable and charming, someone like Brock for example, who would be able to make conversation with your friends, who wouldn’t embarrass you, someone more your type.

He was too distracted with his thought to hear you telling Sarah she was wrong or to hear you walk back to the livingroom. As you entered the room you saw him brows frown staring at the floor, that scene alone was enough for you to understand what had happened.

“You heard that, didn’t you?” you asked as you approached him and sat next to him.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” he simply replied without looking at you, making it more clear that what he had heard had gotten to his head.

“She’s wrong you know. About you not being my type and all that bullshit, she’s completely wrong.” you told him trying to get him to look at you so he’d see how you truly didn’t believe that, but his eyes were stuck on the ground.

“Is she, thought? Because I’m pretty sure everyone we meet thinks the same.” He finally looked at you and your heart shrank after seeing the wretched expression in his face. It was pure sorrow. Eyes glassy with ears threatening to roll down any moment. You had never seen him like that.

“What are you talking about?” you asked genuinely confused as to where was all of this coming from. In the months you had been together you never talked about it and there never seemed to be a problem surrounding it.

“You deserve better Y/N. You deserve someone that your friends love like my friends love you. Someone that’s able to talk to everyone and be charming and nice like you are. Not some stupid guy who gets too shy to even talk sometimes and stumbles over his words.”

There was anger in his voice but you knew it wasn’t directed at you, he was angry at himself, and you wished he could see himself through your eyes because to you he was the best man you had ever met.

“Is that how you really feel?” you asked once he was finished, dreading the answer he’d give you.

“Sometimes.” he said now in a lower town, every bit of anger washed away by pure sadness.

He was once again avoiding your gaze, head turned and looking out the window, but you needed him to see how you meant every word you were about to say, so you raised your hand to place it on his cheek, pressing gently to make him look at you. Once he was facing you, you realized he hadn’t been able to hold it in and tears were rolling down his cheeks, eyes red and puffy.

“I don’t care if you get shy sometimes or have a hard time speaking, I find it adorable, I’m not embarrassed by it. No one is obliged to be social and friendly all the time, some people have a hard time with that and it’s completely fine. I don’t love you any less because of it and I would never want to change you. But mostly I don’t care what anyone thinks, ok? I love Sarah but she can be a little overprotective sometimes and she wants the best for me. She just needs to get to know you to understand what I already know: you are the best for me.”

A smile started to slowly form on his face as he listened to you, unable to understand how he had gotten so lucky. He felt naked in front of you showing you his insecurities, and the best part was that you saw them and accepted them, even embraced them. He didn’t think he could love you more, but here he was falling harder than ever.

“Plus, my type is loving, honest, caring, nice guys with a cute accent, and you check all those boxes.” you joked at the end of your speech to lighten the mood, earning a laugh from him.

“I love you so much.” he said before leaning in to connect your lips in a sweet kiss. You could taste the salty tears in his lips but you didn’t mine.

“I love you too.” you mumbled against his lips.

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