#HADNT EVEN SAT DOWN BTW.

[boatemboys]

little fucked up actually that a few years ago when trying to get my back problems diagnosed. a doctor told me that my back was never going to get better and to fix it i (14 years old, average weight) needed to lose weight

[wastemee]

Seeming as u want requests i got one 4 ya :)

So its for Leon because im an absolute freak when it comes to him but i saw that u will write about stepcest so hear me out..

step brother leon (preferably re2) who isnt actually ur step brother yet. U meet him at a house party and talk to each other and hit it of. U end up fucking him and dont see him again.

MONTHS pass by and ur mom has met a new man. But u just think it'll be a one time thing but one thing leads to another and ur mom was eventually proposed to by this man.

Ur new step father mentioned he had a son ur age a few times but u thought nothing of it. When his son came to ur house for the first time u couldnt believe it was (leon) the guy u fucked at the houseparty a few months ago 🤯

Reader and leon continue fucking around although their siblings now 😝

btw readers mom has already met leon multiple times it was just the reader that hadnt met him until he moved in.

~ neo 😘

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stepbrother re2 leon x fem!reader

disclaimer . porn with plot , stepcest , stepbrother!leon , re2!leon , bathroom sex , keeping quiet

It’s been months ever since you fucked that guy at the house party you attended. You didn’t even remember his name , and his face slowly disappeared from your brain over time. You didn’t think you’d see him again after what happened.

Your mother had started to date another man again , and you didn’t think it’d last long. It would just be another quick relationship and she’d forget about him entirely right after it. But , this one had more chemistry to it than the others. The man , your new stepfather, proposed to her and she gladly accepted it. He had mentioned he had a son your age a few times , but you just shrugged it off. It wasn’t until he finally came to the house to meet you that you realized who he was.

“Honey? Can you come here , please?” your mother called her bedroom. You paused the TV show you were watching with a groan and got up to walk to her room. “Yeah?” you responded as you sat down next to her on her bed. “You remember how your stepfather has a son your age , right?” she asked with a smile. “Uh .. yeah.”

“Well , he’ll be bringing him over so you two can finally meet! Exciting , right?” She announced , taking your hand in hers. “Don’t worry , you’ll both love each other.” your mother reassured with a bright smile. You opened your mouth to say something but the doorbell ringing interrupted your train of thought. “C’mon , that must be them.”

Your mother got up from her bed and made a gesture for you to follow her. You stood up and followed behind her to the living room. She walked over to the front door and opened it , your stepbrother and stepfather standing outside. “Hey , (name)!” your stepfather said with a grin , patting your shoulder before walking into the house. You gave him a half-hearted smile before turning your gaze to his son.

“Leon.” he introduced, holding his hand out to you. It took you both a minute to recognize each other , and when you did , a look of shock was displayed on your faces. “Oh my god,” you muttered under your breath. Leon chuckled nervously, lowering his hand as he rubbed his neck. You were both so still so shocked , you didn’t even hear both of your parents calling your names. “Why don’t you both talk to each other for a bit? I’m sure you’ll both get along.” your mother suggested as your stepfather nodded. “Y-yeah , sure..” you awkwardly agreed.

Leon walked into the door , closing it behind him. As you both stood there, looking at each other, you couldn't help but feel a strange sensation in your stomach. Memories of that night at the house party came flooding back to you. The way you both felt , the way you both moaned each others names , and much more.

"Um, so, how have you been?" Leon asked, breaking the silence and snapping you out of your thoughts. "Oh, um, I've been okay," you replied, trying to act casual. "Just busy with school and stuff." Leon nodded. "Yeah, same here. Work is .. hard.” he said, scratching his head. "It's been a while."

"Yeah, it has," you agreed, feeling a bit awkward. You didn't know what to say or how to act around him. You were supposed to be stepsiblings now, after all. He stood in the doorway , avoiding your gaze best he could. You clear your throat , chuckling nervously. “So..” you trail off , trying to find something to talk to him about. “My room is just down the hall. We can watch a movie or something.” you say.

“Yeah, seems cool.” Leon said , his gaze finally turning back to yours. You gave him a small smile before walking towards your room. You heard him sigh and follow behind you. You opened your bedroom door and stepped aside so Leon could take a peek. “Nice.” he commented. You both walked into the room and sat down on your bed. “So , how’s school?” he asked as you both sat next to each other. “It’s okay. I just wish I had more time for friends.” you replied.

“I know that feeling.” Leon laughed as you both looked at each other. That same feeling you felt that night at the party slowly came back to you. You couldn't help but thinking about his lips against yours , your hands exploring each others bodies. You know it’s wrong and weird to think about that now , considering he’s now your stepbrother.

You tried to fight off those dirty thoughts of yours , but god , you still find him so attractive.

It’s been a while since you first met , and now you’re both seeing each other during family reunions. Leon would be lying if he said that the way your ass looked in those jeans of yours didn’t stir something in him. You were both sitting next to each other at your stepfather’s house for a family reunion. Sometimes , Leon would sneak a glance at you, silently admiring you and your body. He didn’t have the guts to express how badly he wanted you , he barely had the guts to look at you without thinking about that night.

“Hey , (name)?” He called as he tapped your shoulder. “Yeah?” You responded as you turned in your seat to face him. “C-could we talk? Like , somewhere private?” Leon asked nervously as he stood up out of his seat. “Uh .. sure.” you said with a shrug as you stood up out of your seat as well , following behind Leon to a more private area in the house. “What is it?”

“I-I’ve been thinking about you a lot , (name). More than I should.” he confessed in a shaky voice , trying not to show how nervous and embarrassed he is. You nodded as you listened to him talk , interested in where this could go. “Most of my thoughts are .. inappropriate,” he continues as he looks at his feet in shame and embarrassment. “And I know we’re stepsiblings now , but I just can’t shake these feelings. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable , you have every right to be.”

“I’m not uncomfortable , Leon. I-I’ve been feeling the same way for a while as well.” you told him , trying your best to give him a reassuring smile. Leon looked up from the ground to glance at you , eyes wide in surprise. “R-Really?” You nod at him and stare at him. The moment went from being a confession about love for each other , despite being step-siblings , to being as close to each other as possible in the bathroom.

“Fuck,” Leon whispered as he held you close by your waist , chest against your back while he sloppily thrusted in and out of you. “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting just to feel you again.” You could only let out hushed moans while trying to keep your voice down , careful to not let your parents hear. He kissed along your neck while he sloppily continued his movements in and out of you. “Y-You’re so tight around me , (name),” he growled against the skin of your neck while his hands gripped tightly at your breasts , squeezing lightly. “L-Leon .. Oh god,” you whimpered as your legs tremble from the stimulation.

“I-I’m gonna cum , (name)..” Leon moaned , his thrusts speeding up as he chases his high. “Fuck , cumming!” He moaned with one more thrust into your cunt , his body shaking. You moaned as your body trembled , your hands barely supporting you as you bent over the sink. When you both catch your breath , Leon pulls up his pants and you do the same. “Damn , you make me feel so good.” He said with a small smile. “W-We should probably head back,” he muttered , making sure you two didn’t look too messy.

“Yeah,” you agreed , fixing your jeans and hair. “I’ll see you later then?” Leon asked with an awkward smile. You nod at him in response , turning to head for the door. It was definitely going to a bit hard to pretend everything was normal after you fucked your stepbrother , half of you wished you both could just forget about this and go on with your awkward lives. But , more of you wanted this to keep going.

And Leon secretly wished it too.

[gettinshiggywithit]

! Spending Your Birthday With Chuuya Nakahara !

(pt 1)(pt2)(this is part three)

scenario:- how about this year you spend your special day with the love of your life,chuuya nakahara.

pairing:- chuuya x gn!reader

Spending any day out with chuuya means youre gettin treated.

wine,shoppin or just the arcade,you’ll be doin stuff that you both love(or just stuff that u love that he’s managed to convince you that he likes em too :’) he just loves to see u smile mann)

So you can imagine how perfect he’d make your birthdayy

It’d start with your favourite breakfast spread out on the table

And lemme tell you,he didnt miss Anything!

That coffee you’d wanted to get but couldnt cos it was outta stock? Hes made it

that special bagel or breakfast topping ud wanted to try but had decided wasnt worth the price?hes got a bowl of it

This man rly pulled out all the stops

And its not even 12 pm!

Next you guys had a day out on the townnn

Shopping?goin to watch a movie?just walkin?? Ya’ll are doin it

Like i said,anything to make your day the best ever

(Yall even visited that arcade from season two! Buddy thought he’d be great at the games,buttt he’d kinda lost touch.he absolutely Schooled you on the motorcycle sim thoooo)

And after your little outing he led you back to your shared apartment

and waiting for you out on the couch surrounded by candles and petals of ur favourite flowers was that outfit you’d seen once and loved,but hadnt bought because of the price.(SEE I TOLD U HE WAS PULLIN OUT ALL THE STOPS)

(SAY;THANK YOU TACHIHARA AND HIGUCHII(to clarify,its cos they were the ones who set it all up while u were out!))You got dressed in your fancy new outfit,and headed out to see chuuya in a fancy little out fit of his own

A purple button down,with the first two buttons undone,a tie hanging loosely around his collar.

He held out his hand for you to take and escorted you to his bike.

Next,you headed to a fancy-ass restaurant (which had great wine btw!!!) and he once again,treated you to your choice of wines,appetizers and actual mains + desert

Once you were done,you rode back and he led you over to your balcony,you both sat down on the chairs there and you promptly passed out.(I MEAN WHO WOULDNT BE TIRED AFTER A DAY LIKE THATTT)

Afterwards he ,effortlessly,picked you up and carried you to your room

That night you slept in your fancy-wear

And the next day you woke up with a hang over~

But waking up to eachothers faces made everything better<3

What a birthday ey?

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feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

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[floosies]

(its hot as hell where i live and its night time so lemme dream while i hear dean martin in my dark bathroom)

also thanks to @fairysteve for the original concept which this is all based off: wine drunk steve 🥰 (i had reblogged their post on my mainblog but rn its itching my brain!)

btw steve is half italian in this scenario because i mean c'mon look at this man and tell me otherwise 😫

imagine, its 10pm on a hot saturday night, the thermometer reads 80 and you can feel it. theres loud 50s and 60s classics playing from the stereo as the family reunion continues on outside in the backyard.

steve's mother always hosts or practically caters the whole ordeal. he hadnt seen his mother's family (the good side of his family) in a while. so here he is, all grown up, playing cards with his uncles at one of the garden tables and speaking mostly italian with them. they're laughing at something but you cant make out what.

from your seat beside his mother, you catch a glimpse of him. cigar in his mouth and a glass of whatever brown liquor one of his uncles poured him when he sat to play with them. and it's like he knows when you're looking because his gaze suddenly met yours.

your fingers suddenly playing with your wedding ring and a shy smile cover your face because you've been caught. he calls you over though, his voice a bit deeper now from the drinking and relaxed evening.

before you could say no, his mother playfully hits your arm encouraging you to go beside him. the card game still in full effect, he wiggles his fingers for you to lean down. soon as you do, he pulls you in for a kiss, a quick one, but a good one, so much so you could taste the liquor on his tongue but it didnt matter at all.

into your ear he whispers, "ya think i got shot here?" you smile, raising your eyebrows playfully while getting a glimpse at his cards. A ten, jack, queen, king, ace, all of the same suit, he knew he was gonna win he just wanted to see it in your face.

Still leaning down, you whisper back, "oh honey I think you know well enough." You scrunch your nose at him and give him another quick peck before patting his shoulder and heading back to your seat.

There's a wine glass now waiting for you, red and ice, you take it and sit down. Soon enough you watch it unfold, the men suprised and fake hurt at Steve's royal flush. A smile on your lips as you raise your glass at him. He takes another puff from his cigar and as he blows a puff of smoke he sends a wink your way. What a happy summer indeed.

[azurune]

Vegas and Ocean

It’s the first time since you’ve died that I went back to Vegas in November. i hadnt told my friends anything about my history—our history there but it didnt take long for your old friends down at the Circa to notice me and pull me aside. Takes me back to when I’d visit you at work while you were dancing on casino tables. I decided to sit down with Sara (she’s still there) and we reminisced as she took what I think was $300 from me. I gave her a tip don’t worry, I know. 3 whole years since you’ve been gone and I still remember to never put my phone next to the hotel card too btw.

God I didn’t even get the work I needed to done for the brands I’m filming for because I honestly missed you so much. I sat on top of the roof of the Circa thinking about dodging people in the middle of Fremont and that one time we lost half a bag and had to make it up in less than 3 days. I don’t know how we did it but we did. You were my partner in crime, truly. When friends use the term “thick as thieves” it always makes me think about us. When it came down to it, you always had my back even when I had turn mine to you. I know I had apologized but things feel heavy. Since December I’ve been back and forth to Vegas every week, not out of sadness don’t worry; im not far gone haha. I’ve had some really awesome filming opportunities out there and I meet people but I still pick fair skinned blondes who look like you. I’ve yet to be candid about this with anyone I’ve been intimate with and I don’t know if I’m scared of their reaction or my own admittance to it out loud. Thinking about it is one thing but hearing it always feels different.

I still look out over the ocean for you. I still wonder about how that couple we are is doing in that other timeline. Maybe they’re finally on that farm in Switzerland and living their lives sailing around the world while trying to stay vegan. I still don’t think it’s possible btw. You’re bound to eat some kind of sea life when eating just seaweed.

I miss you. I don’t think I’ve said that today.

[midnightmisadventures]

Okay lets play fair and give edward some points

Cause we all know who Bella ends up with

Okay so i need to bring you up to speed on 2 dreams ig

Dream 1:

I was doing my usually dreaming at high school bs and at the end of the day trying to find my bus. It was foggy and rainy and dream dark so I go to the bus I think is mine, and i dont realllyyy recognize the bus or driver but i also hadnt been in a long time and wasnt confident what i remembered. Basically i asked the guy what number it was and he dream mumbled and said "seats 11, blank and blank) are available vibes.

So im still not sure, but i start walking down the isle to the empty seat and then i get to it, and sitting in the one across is Liam. And as i approach we just look at eachother like...uhhh somethings wrong cause we do not share a bus.

He was wearing the famous blue hoodie and it was scrunched around his face. And i said "well, if youre here im definitely on the wrong bus" and he was like "yeaaaaa.....your prob on the wrong bus" but not in a mean way.

So i quick decide, im gonna leave while i still can. Seeing liam is a funny gag but i just want to get home so id rather be on the right bus.

So i turn around to get off and Liam starts going "wait wait wait, arielle" its now that i see he's sitting in his seat with another girl.

The girl is ...... hawkins....like the chocolate. But regardless i turn back around and he's motioning me to come back. And i go like "what?"

And he says "hey, if the bus driver hasn't said anything i wouldn't leave" basically saying "if you havent gotten caught why leave?" which isnt what i was worried about btw. I just wanted to be on the correct bus home. But liam was phrasing it as, like "aww cmon stay, itll be fun, no ones making you leave"

So fine.

I sit down in the seat next to him. And he seems to be happy about it. So we're riding and i think we're doing small talk. But he's also actively bantering with hawkins and im like.....why did i impulsively stay on this bus to be near him if hes with another bitch. Like i didnt notice who she was till too late?

So theyre like playfully bickering. Like not even flirting bc they were already together.... And i hear her be like "uh you cant do that, i LIVE with you, thats so inappropriate, your girlfriend lives with you you cant do that"

I have no idea WHAT he couldnt do, or what they were talking about. But they were joking around and now i knew that they were not only together but hawkins livesss with him.

But then Liam sort of comes over to my seat and starts talking to me again, sort of making jokes. And im trying to not be weird bc he clearly has a girlfriend so even if i did want to be close to him i felt like i couldnt.

But now he's like super close to me, i cant ignore him, he's being sweet and playful and cute. He evenutally, puts his bag on my lap and sprawls out laying on me. Like lays on my lap like he's gonna take a nap.

And i was like he's so cute, but is this crossing a line? Like i can't caress him or play with his hair or feed into this right? His gf is RIGHT there.

So after a little i feel like he could tell i wasnt reciprocating like, he was expecting me to hug on him and play with his hair but i wasnt. But also it mattered that i wasnt like "get offfa me" when he layed on me. Like i was fine with him laying on me and smiled and giggled but i thought it be to far to cuddle him.

And he noticed i wasnt biting so he sat up.

Around then i noticed hmmm, omg is that joel and chris and jake and brighton?? type beat. Like is that christian c**v**t.

So im realizing omg wait is this bus 99? Which isnt technically my current bus but i do know this route i should be able to figure out when to get off. Even if i get off a chip i can uber home.

But honestly im shocked, it wasnt even just bus people it was just highschool people and.....yea most of them were guys.

But i was confused because why was LIAM here. He was never "on my bus"

But suddenly im more comfortable, like wait i know A LOT of these people. I have to know more than him? Like this is actually my territory not his. He doesnt have homecourt advantage....he just has a girl.

And he wasnt.....rubbing hawkins in my face. But cmon im human he's living with his girl and theyre giggling like an old married couple like i WAS jealous.

So i turn around and see christian/donald h****n and im like "hey i thought i was on some random bus, and now i see all of you guys thats wild is this my same bus from before"

like explaining omg i used to be on here i think? or at least i know a lot of these guys used to be on my bus so i know what neighborhoods we're going to.

So im like trying to catch up with Donald and figure out whats going on here. I also wasnt flirting but it felt good to know like...at least i have friends i can talk to and pretend to look cool. Im not isolated and liam wont think im a loser.

But Donald says.....i dont even know how to describe it lol. Donalds like "yea but...i don't even think we utilized our time together, like we didn't kiss, did we?

And...your guess is as good as mine. He was also being so cheeky about it, like "wait we didnt right?....*blushes* i dont even remember us kissing once >.<"

As if thats the bare minimum, how could we not have even done that? we really wasted our time together

But....i've never- , like it was Donald H****n!!!

So immediately im like "no no, thats not what i meant" kinda blushing kinda giggling uncomfortbly lol. Cause like im flattered really but no we never kissed and its not like i asked you if we ever made love lmaoooo like im not talking about that

I also remember being concious that Liam was in earshot and was like oooh i wonder what he's thinking, he must think im a popular hottie. But i dont have confirmation that he heard

Lots of symbolism i know....

Anyway, there isnt much else.

At one point we stopped somewhere and Liam said like "arielle, do this this and this here and theyll help you get home" and it was actually really sweet of him. I remember being grateful that he went out of his way to help me navigate cause he didnt have to....and i was confused where his head was at with me and......karmic. Lol it is not even worth it to call hawkins karmic. SHe didnt even earn that title.

[poursomesunaonme]

Could you maybe write gojo in a squid game au where he is the frontman and he spares the reader orrrr he is a vip and the reader is a bartender

first of all, nonnie pls allow me to apologize for how long this took:((( i didnt want to say no bc i hadnt seen squid game at the time you submitted so i used this as my impetus (loved it btw)!! but again, i am SO SORRY i hope this is a lovely surprise for you hehehe

wc: 3.8k

cw: nsfw, minors dni, dubcon/noncon (coercion/abusing power), sex work i guess?, forced alcohol consumption (head clear at time of ~ encounter ~), canon-compliant violence & gore (mentions of death and blood, but no vivid descriptions), oral (male receiving), deepthroating, spanking, unprotected sex, choking, biting, creampie, possessive behavior

the screams of the players echoed around the large room despite the thick glass that separated them from the VIPs. the scent of incense hung thick in the air, mixing with the smell of your own sweat and the expensive bottle of scotch that rested upon your platter.

the plastic mask that adorned your face felt suffocating, the little hole for a mouth barely enough to supply you with enough oxygen. it was intimidating enough, watching people risk their lives for money, but more so to be serving the people that facilitated the event.

but little did the players know that the workers were also duly compensated; which was why you were there. one of your friends had told you all about the event; you’d eagerly accepted the invitation. but it had been nothing like you expected.

especially not now, surveying the disgustingly opulent scene. it was simply revolting, how the men with more wealth than hundreds of countries sat around, lounging, watching as people threw their lives on the line for money that they so desperately needed. what abhorred you the most were the people that posed like statues, some of them even acting as footstools.

the pounding of the muscle in your chest was the only indication of your nervousness, seeing as it threatened to crack your sternum to pieces with the force of its beating. deep breaths were difficult in the mask, but at least it covered up the grimace that clung to your lips.

“hey - you!”

the VIP that you had been serving beckoned you with a finger. the golden mask that he wore resembled a wolf, a celebrated predator. and you were the prey, watching as his bright blue eyes glinted in the holes cut for them. the only way to tell that he was eyeing your form in your simple black uniform was the position of his pupils as they traversed your body.

you didn’t hesitate to remove the top from the bottle, pouring him another glass wordlessly. teeth flashed from beneath the bottom of his mask.

“you have some gorgeous eyes, sweetheart.”

the compliment had no depth that you could perceive. perhaps he was just being nice, attempting to assuage your nervousness. after all, it probably took more than the gruesome scene that played to be desensitized to this level of gore - self inflicted violence. and most people did not have that advantage during that event.

“thank you, sir,” you nodded curtly, beginning to rotate your body to return to your position in the wings. the VIP only let out a laugh, stopping you dead in your tracks.

“hold on! how’d you like to sit with me and watch the show?”

he gestured to the space next to him, which you were scared to refuse for fear of angering a man who believed that he had all the power in the world. so you sat down regardless, leaving a liberal amount of space between you and the man. the glass bottle rattled on the tray as you balanced it on your lap.

“it’s scary.”

the words tumbled out of your lips like an anxious squeak of a trapped mouse. you had absolutely no desire to observe anything of the sort. in fact, as the people leapt to their deaths, you had kept your eyes shut, completely relying on the vocal summons of one of the VIPs if your services were needed.

the VIP didn’t say anything, only rested a hand on your thigh. the giant appendage was supposed to be warm, comforting, as he gave the leg a gentle squeeze. if anything, however, this made you more uncomfortable, seeing as you had no idea who this person was, assuming that he only wanted to exercise his power over you.

“oh, pretty baby, you don’t have to watch, then,” he leaned over, cooing in your ear. “don’t worry, i’m here for you.”

your cheeks burned with shame, embarrassed by how pliable you were, how easily swayed your convictions were. if he told you to break the scotch glass over your head right at that moment, you would. because you were afraid.

silence took control of the room, but the trailing of his fingers on the fabric of your pants indicated that the VIP had other motives other than instant drinks for having you with him. the path of his fingertips burned holes in your skin as they traveled upwards, ignoring the nervous twitching that zapped beneath them.

“say, what’s your name?” he asked, hand coming to rest dangerously high on your thigh. you swallowed past the formidable lump that had formed in your throat.

“y/n.”

“good god, that’s beautiful,” he breathed, lifting his glass to his lips and taking a tiny sip. the plush skin pressed together as he allowed the expensive liquid to glide down his throat.

“thank you,” you murmured, still trying to hone your skills in tuning out the thuds of the bodies as they slammed into the ground below the glass panels.

“i’m satoru. would you like a drink, y/n?” the VIP asked. you bit back the laugh that threatened to escape your mouth at the question. it was counterintuitive really, the client asking the server for what they wanted. you were honestly petrified, too afraid to answer.

“i’m not sure if i’m supposed to drink” was how you attempted to dodge having to give a genuine response. of course you wanted to drink. you wanted to do anything that would allow an escape for the last few horrifying days of your life. and if that was alcohol, you’d be downing any amount in a heartbeat. but not in front of one of the most influential men in the world.

“have it, i insist.”

the last of the drink that you had poured just minutes ago swished around in the bottom of his cup as satoru swirled the amber liquid around. he extended the glass to you, all but forcing it onto your lips.

“i just-” was your feeble attempt at fending him off, but the rest of your body refused to move, to utter the statements that you so needed to express.

“now,” he commanded, deep voice rumbling as your lips parted just barely for him to force the rim of the glass through. but he relented, his voice taking on once again it’s saccharine vibrations. “or you might get punished, sweetheart.”

you allowed him to pour the scotch down your throat. it was strong, stinging your throat and nearly setting your body ablaze as it transversed the path to your stomach. tears beaded along your waterline as you coughed and sputtered, attempting to get the remnants of the alcohol out of your system before they seared holes in your throat.

and the man, he watched you with a predatory gaze and amused smile. you felt so small in front of him, with his fingers digging into the flesh of your thigh at that moment; the mark of his ownership. and you knew that you couldn’t escape once he had set his sights on you. you were fucked.

“let me taste it off your lips,” satoru murmured greedily, leaning in. it wasn’t an intimate gesture in the slightest, his eyes wide open as he closed the distance between your faces. he set down the glass, and after, reached to close his fingers around the edge of your mask. too afraid to touch him, you tried to protest.

“i’m not sure if i’m comfortable taking my mask off,” you said hurriedly, the pleading expression swirling within your eyes.

“oh you needy little thing,” he tsked, annoyed, but stood up anyway, extending his hand towards you. “let’s go to the backroom, then, shall we?”

you accepted his hand despite your gut’s own warnings. his palm was soft and warm against yours, not nearly what you expected it to be like. but then again, it was hard to imagine someone with more money than god not owning a decent moisturizer.

“my bet still stands, gentlemen,” the man called to the other VIPs who were lost in the throes of the game, “don’t forget it!”

the man led you through winding hallways before reaching a plain room. the walls were a dull blue, with simple furniture to match. no natural light filtered into the space, making you feel like a caged animal. the VIP led you to the table, where he sat you down, your knees touching as he angled his body to face yours for a seemingly innocent conversation.

“i’m so happy to have gotten you all alone,” satoru admitted almost sheepishly. but you assumed that someone with that much money had a knack for the charming and charismatic. the docile tone was just a ploy. “you’re such a pretty little thing in anonymity, let me see your face.”

seeing the two of you were alone, it was something that was a little less daunting, but how could you refuse a rich man? the pros far outweighed the cons in this situation, and you could see yourself walking away from the night with a hefty tip. his fingers hooked underneath the plastic lip once again, this time pulling it off of your face gently.

the chilly air hitting your dewy skin was a welcome sensation as the man beheld you. his eyes sparkled, taking in the sight of you hungrily. the hand that removed the mask threw the plastic and descended to your thigh instead, squeezing the muscle perhaps a little too tightly for your liking.

“shit, you’re gorgeous,” he muttered, eyes still flickering across your features. but once he had gotten his fill, they began to drift lower, attempting to undress you mentally. but with an upbeat huff, he pulled off his own mask, revealing a beauty that you had never seen before.

it was said on occasion that rich people were the ugliest. that statement couldn’t even brush the man. his gorgeous eyes were only a precursor to his face, chiseled by the hand of god. white tufts of hair tumbled freely over his features. a cheeky smile graced his lips as a bright laugh rang out from his throat.

“your expression’s priceless!” he gushed, poking fun at you. “didn’t expect to see such a handsome devil, did ya?”

your mouth went dry as you fumbled for the words to deflect his boasting, not exactly wanting to feed his ego, but by the same token, you couldn’t let his attractiveness go unpraised. “i… um…”

“enough of that,” the man waved your dumbness away. the hand that grasped your thigh moved higher on the leg, up to the place that clenched at the thought of his closing proximity. his other hand reached up, palm pressed to the underside of your chin as he squished your face, fingers digging uncomfortably into your cheeks. “i want a taste of you. and remember, don’t resist.”

satoru leaned forward to press his forehead to yours, breath fanning across your heated face as his eyes pierced through yours. “i always get what i want.”

the man’s lips crashed into yours, easily parting the pliable muscles. you were terrified, really, to resist how he came onto you. you had seen firsthand how easily the players of the game were eliminated; so how would that pertain to how the lowly bartenders were disposed of? so, you let him kiss you, let his hands wander all over your body, squeezing and fondling those places that were most sacred to you.

every so often, your eyes would flicker open only to find that the cerulean blue eyes were watching you. the man was observing how his ministrations affected you; and he loved seeing your eyes clench shut or your brows furrow together when he found a particularly sensitive spot.

after a few more moments, after your lips were sore from the force of his teeth sinking into them, the man placed his hands on your shoulders and started to force you down to your knees. eyes flickering south, you found that the tip of his dick pushed the flap of his robe outward. your blood ran cold, knowing that kissing and touching weren’t that much of a big deal - but this was where you needed to perform.

wordlessly, you completed what his forcing had started. knees met the cold floor while you didn’t hesitate to unfasten the tie around his waist. your hands shook as they weakly grasped at the seams of the expensive robe; you knew that you couldn’t turn back now. the rustle of the quality fabric echoed throughout the room as no other sound dared to tear from your own throat at the sight of his huge cock.

“if you can make me cum in 5 minutes, i’m gonna take you home with me,” satoru whispered with a blindingly bright grin, leaning back and draping his arms over the back of the couch. your heart skipped a beat at the revelation, at the promise that the statement held. but seeing as he was a man of seeming notoriety, you would no doubt have your work cut out for you.

his cock swung tauntingly at you as it flipped upwards and slapped against his stomach, daring you to pleasure the mysterious man that had offered you the world. determination raced through every blood vessel in your body as you began your work, not even bothering to tease him, seeing as there was a time constraint on bringing him to an orgasm.

with a fearful gulp, your lips wrapped around the tip of his dick, pre already spreading across your tongue as your cheeks hollowed out to suck him off. the tip of your tongue swirled around his slit, the tickling feeling leaving him breathless at just the first touch.

without hesitation, you began to bob your head, taking as much of satoru’s cock into your mouth as you could. at the first execution of the movement, your lips barely reached halfway down his shaft before your gag reflex was triggered, resulting in your head thrashing backwards to catch your breath. your hand wrapped around the length that you couldn’t handle down your throat, stroking the sensitive nerves in tandem with how your tongue swirled around his tip.

the blood pulsing through his cock quickened its pace as the seconds ticked by, and you could feel that he was getting close. daring to raise your glance up towards those gorgeous blue depths, you found that his face was unchanging, save for the occasional twitch that occured when you executed a dexterous move.

desperation seized you as a point came where your progress wasn’t doing anything to bring satoru closer to an orgasm. so you took him all the way into your mouth, ignoring how his tip nuzzled into your throat, ignoring the gag reflex that threatened to throw up your lunch back at you. tears streamed down your face as you forced your head forward, eyes locked with the man’s as his mouth opened wide in pleasure.

before you drove yourself to vomiting, you released his cock with a heaving breath, trails of beaded spit still connecting your lips to his tip. your throat burned with the stretch, with the force at which you took his entire member inside of you. and with a heavy exhale, you prepared to do it all again, knowing that you would do everything in your power to escape a life of poverty.

“shit, i gotta feel your pussy,” the man breathed, pulling you up by the hair. judging from the desperation that laced his voice, you weren’t sure if he would still keep his promise. what you did know is that he would just take everything that he wanted, without a second thought.

“but what about-” you tried at least to ask about his promise, about protection, about his own sexual health, but he merely laughed off the sad attempt at speaking, unceremoniously forcing you forward onto the couch. your knees pressed into the crevice between the seat and the back, hands grasping the top for support.

“baby, i have all the money in the world, don’t worry about it.”

so satoru was going to make you his own personal sex toy, free of consequences. suddenly, you felt infinitely more exposed, posed with your ass jutting out as he pressed his pulsating cock to your throbbing cunt over the clothes.

“take off your clothes for me. and make it snappy.”

he pulled back slightly, giving you the space you needed to fumble with the mechanics of your pants, pulling them down over the curve of your ass. leaving them pooled at your knees, your fingers moved to undress your top half as well, assuming that you should go all out for the part. satoru’s hands moved to grasp at the supple flesh of your ass, squeezing and shaking it to watch it jiggle.

“hot damn,” he whispered, giving one of the cheeks a flurry of light taps. it drew a yelp from you as you lost your grip on the buttons of the shirt, but quickly recovered to shrug off your top.

the head of satoru’s cock nuzzled between your slick folds, just barely nudging into your entrance. just the tip felt wide enough to give your walls a run for their money, but you weren’t expecting tears to spring to your eyes when he sheathed himself in your cunt after spitting a glob of saliva on his cock to make sure it was lubricated enough.

a titillating moan tore from your lips as satoru wasted no time in fucking you senseless. all the man knew was take and take and take; and take, he did. you slammed into the couch at such a velocity that you looked down at where your chest had careened into the furniture, thinking that you already saw the bruises blossoming along your skin.

and that damn VIP, he believed, truly, that he owned you. and those bruises were not the only thing that he used to mark you. his hands gripped and grasped at any inch of skin that they could find - your ass, your thighs, your tits, your nipples - he loved the sounds that rang from your mouth when he pinched your nipples meanly. his hand almost immediately wrapped around your throat, not hard enough to cut off your air supply, but firmly enough to know that if you moved, that would be the case.

your lips had already been bruised just from kissing him, but what his mouth did on the other places of your body, that’s how he branded you. hickies, everywhere, littering your neck and sprinkled all across your shoulders like connect-the-dots. but what really exercised his ownership of you as his were the bitemarks. those little indents of his teeth sealed your fate for the rest of your natural existence.

and you had thought it was over, the blatant show of possession, but you were dead wrong. what you didn’t realize, getting your back blown out while people were dying in the other room, juices running down your inner thighs while blood pooled on their floor, was that satoru did not believe that there were consequences for his actions.

“fuck, fuck,” he panted in your ear before nipping at the lobe, “‘m gonna cum. god, you feel so good, baby.”

all that you could muster was a long moan, punctuated by changes in pitch with each thrust that hammered into your hips. as much as it was a selfish fuck, he still made sure to please you; that much was evident from the hand that berated your nipples drifting down to give more attention to your throbbing clit.

a loud cry escaped from your lungs when he pinched the sensitive bud, then proceeded to rub tantalizing circles that melded harmoniously with the deep strokes that he was pounding into you. knuckles whitened on the back of the couch as your grip tightened to steady your limp-growing body in the gale of his lust.

toes curling, you felt a tension begin to wind all throughout your body, warmth spreading between your legs at the nearing proximity of your orgasm. satoru’s pace faltered at the change in sensations, a low moan pouring from his lips as he increased the speed of the ministrations on your clit.

“gotta - hah - gotta fill you up, babe,” he heaved, pressing a sloppy kiss to your neck. “milkin’ my cock, aren’t you?”

you couldn’t focus on what he was saying, not when the pressure that built up in your core threatened to burst. it was embarrassing, the noises that you attempted to hold in but slipped past your defenses. you didn’t want this to be that much of a reward from him; simply a matter of giving him what he wanted and getting what you needed. but it was much more than that.

and with one more prominent pinch to your clit, you were cumming all over his cock in no time. any self-restraint that he was harboring evaporated, leaving only a man so drunk on your pussy that he filled it up to the brim, thrusting so deeply you thought that he might’ve punctured your uterus. with the warm seed filling your cunt, you were officially his.

abs pressing against your ass, he gave a few more powerful thrusts into your gushing warmth, watching as the cream leaked out to form a ring around the base of his cock. some of the liquid dribbled down your thighs, sending shivers down your spine as you tried to recover from the rigorous session while getting rocked by the aftershocks.

satoru pulled out of you, ignoring your whimper at the emptiness, and plopped down next to you, cock splattering the mixture of your juices across his abdomen. his hazy, blissful expression studied yours as he reached out his hand.

“oh, yeah,” he grinned, grabbing your chin to fix your attention to him. “you’re comin’ home with me.”

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[ndiecity]

Confession i was recently missing my exs cat (we were fwb for like 6 months then he confessed hed caught feelings, i wasnt rly emotional available at the time so i let him down gently. A few weeks later my brother died n he was rly there for me even tho we hadnt rly been talking and somehow we ended up dating for like 3 months but i broke up w him bc i knew i was nowhere near as invested as him n unwilling to be vulnerable. That was like 4 months ago, weve technically been on good terms but we dont rly talk to each other much. Then a few days ago i randomly remembered how much i loved his cat, texted him asking how she (cat) was n he was like "u wanna come over n see her" so today i did that n when i got there he was playing fucking like. frank ocean n he told me hed made us dinner (??) but it was definitely just this one trader joes frozen curry. I was like yyyeah wow cool bro but like. I just wanted to see ur cat. And he got super mad he was like "u shouldve clarified that!!" we started arguing but he got burned out p quick n just sat down on the couch n went into this weird deadbeat dad persona telling me his roommate had moved out to be on a game show but ended up permanently moving cities n he took their cat w him. He started talking abt his dad but honestly the whole time he was talking i was just thinking to myself like wow i am literally never gonna have sex w u ever again. The cats name was baja blast btw

Good name for a cat

[thisdreamplace]

ashamed to say the 3D reflects our true inner reality, yes? my ENTIRE family has turned against me, after some atrocious conflicts in which they all ganged up on me nd judged me, name-calling, very hurtful things too, provoked me. i been dealing with some serious mental uh 'issues' on my own nd when this happend i was already on the verge of a breakdown nd the good news is while the conflict happened i kept telling myself theyre only reflecting me u can get thru it etc. Later i looked at the hard facts nd realised some of the hurtful things they said were my deep secret feelings abt myself. BUT my question is why the HELL cant they talk to me like normal people? confronting one person vs whole family, why?! i felt so small nd like an object, nd not a single person defended me. am i not a part of the family?

Part 2 is simply its been a week and theyve still been cold towards me as if I yelled AT THEM ABT THEIR PAINFUL 'tRuThS' in front of EVERYONE LMAOOO. At first if i was around we'd have dinner together while they'd all talk to each other like best friends aka sickeningly overly friendly while completely IGNORING me while i sat there. i could tolerate it. I WAS PISSED AT THEM TOO Now its too painful. They're having dinner without telling me, yesterday didnt leave enough food for me knowing i hadnt eaten, serve tea/snacks without my portion. i honestly feel so unspeakably trigered nd sad. worst is these things r reminding me of deep school memories when id feel excluded like this by other kids at parties or class activities nd its like im back there. anyway im glad i controled myself a bit nd didnt counter with horrid things abt them to THEM yet they think they can say the same to me. im so hurt rn i cant even tell u lol i was okay the whole week but now its too much,, ive been crying the whole day

thing is, ik this seems like 'im a victim oh noooo they ganged up on meee'. Nope its more like how do i change myself to change them?! u could say why not talk to them how they made u feel, except whenever ive defended myself in the past regarding hurtful things they/anyone in family did, the siblings/parents would say irritating things like: "oh so YOU'RE the one hurt? Oh thats right, its because YOU'RE right! yes, yes, you're always right. Forgive me for saying anything against the perfect person u are." Or one of them says: "You?! I hurt YOU? What about me? You don't care about me! So you think what ur doing is okay?" or "no, who do YOU think u are to tell ME what to do?" it just goes in circles like this! i dont deserve to hurt myself or do smth to myself even if they dont give a damn, even if years of silent suffering of the 'mEntAL pRoBlEms' (which my lovely parents have already told me is my fault years ago, hence why I NEVER show it to them, unless im crying too much then lol they just mock me, but idc abt THAT bcoz now ik i hav a right to let out my emotions)). i mean this is worse rjan usual. its kinda insane nd when guests come they start talking to me as if nothing's wrong then when they leave, they ignore me!

this whole twisted dynamics, feelijf left out nd helpless is ig some crazy assumptin from childhood of being alone nd unable to defend myself. plus when they argye with anyone, they become overly self-righteous nd over the years its clear they can only scream, blame the scapegoat and never talk abt serious matter like normal ppl. And yes, in the past when i bring this up, they like to reply with stuff like: "no YOU'RE the one who doesnt talk to US bla bla" like, when i do u just shut me down? have belittled my mental 'issues', mocked me when im at my worst, stabbed me with cruel silent treatments nd thinking its alright "bcoz of self-righteousness blegh". Or maybe i think its okay for them to punish me? or whatev? Like law says u get what u r. if these ~~~ keep doing this to me, im doubly ashamed to say this means im the one at fault?! i let this monster assunptin grow nd now idk what to do. the worst thing imo is how i failed to tell them,even if they ignored me in the past, how i feel when anything like this or a conflict happens nd none of them stand up for me, or at least are neutral to me. bcoz now if i do, they say nope, u dont care what we do, YOUR the shameless one :! so yeah they hav the advantage of 'numbwrs' while im too afraid to stand up for myself lol. btw they never apologize nd i suspect they expect ME to apologize to TYEM bcoz everything's already ruined bcoz of 'me'..... i give up on them, i really do, but my heart hurts. Either i harden my heart, nd save up to move out, OR i try to change my self or whatev assumptins i have. But how do i do that? i try afirming: "my familys so nice to me, im respected by them" but it feels so fake tears literally enter my eyes lol

firstly i want to say, thank you for coming here to vent and being open about your feelings. it’s so important sometimes to just let it all out, without holding back. so that way you can move forward more bravely, to create the life you truly want to experience. that being said, i am going to be completely honest with you here in hopes that perhaps it may inspire you and you will be ready to do what is needed for the life you truly want to experience.

“BUT my question is why the HELL cant they talk to me like normal people?” -> “i felt so small nd like an object, nd not a single person defended me. am i not a part of the family?” here is your question, and here is your answer. i think that being completely honest when venting your feelings can actually be so helpful, because if you read back what you have said, you will be able to clearly find the patterns that are creating your personal hell. FEELING IS THE SECRET. ASSUMPTIONS HARDEN INTO FACT. the true way you feel, becomes your experience. Feelings/assumptions/beliefs come first, and the experiences come second to confirm them. That’s all that’s happening here.

i am glad that you were able to keep your reactions to a minimum! that's wonderful and as many of us know, it can sometimes be hard to do in such hurtful circumstances. but you managed to do it, this shows just a small glimpse of the power you truly hold within. although emotionally you may feel out of control, there is still the choice to choose better for yourself which you demonstrated through your reaction to them. good for you!

the truth is, you acknowledge the victim mindset to seem like you’re not engulfed in it, but no, you’re still very clearly engulfed in it. as i have said before, you can’t be a VICTOR and feel bad about it. feeling bad about taking responsibility, about everyone is you pushed out, about any of these types of concepts automatically shows a victim mindset. talking to them won’t do anything, because there are no second causes. you could talk to them nicely, you could be the nicest person in the world. but you can’t pretend your way out of your inner world. your inner world is the one and only cause of your experiences. until you change the story you tell yourself, they will stay the same. this is a hard pill to swallow sometimes. and it can feel heavily, because it’s ultimately only you’re choice. they can’t change until you do. the heaviness of the situation may make it seem impossible to turn around, but that’s just an illusion. your emotional attachment to the situation makes it seem so real and hard to change, but no. that’s just an illusion too. however, it’s ultimately your choice. Do you want to take responsibility for your life, or do you want to keep being tossed around like your lost at sea, victim to the merciless angry waves? Because we always have a choice. No one chooses your inner world, you do. No one can go into your mind and decide things for you, that’s only your job.

you can harden your heart, but who would be the one who suffers more? It won’t be your family, i can assure you. it’ll only be you. by doing that, you keep that old story alive and therefore you keep experiencing it. you keep those stories alive that are desperately showing themselves to you, saying “LET US GO.” but you remain identified with those painful stories, so you grip onto them tight. you keep on thinking of possible reasons for their behavior, but you could just read your entire ask back to yourself and you’ll see every reason. your reactions, your beliefs about them, your emotional pain. its your refusal to let those things go, and focus on what you truly want that keeps you in this state and keeps them in this state. sure it’s painful to face the responsibility at first, but it’s not a blame game. thinking its about blame is just a misunderstanding of the teachings. it’s not about they’re so perfect and you’re so not, so you have to change your ways. it’s about this is how life works here. this is about... you can ONLY ever experience self. whatever is going on within, will be reflected in your outer world. it’s about how they can’t change, UNTIL YOU DO. so instead of feeling sorry for yourself, you have to decide to give yourself the gift of a wonderful life because you have that power too. you stop deciding they can be in control of your experience, and you decide your experience yourself.

to change your assumptions, stop trying to affirm over them and actually face what’s keeping you from believing in your desires. yeah, it’s going to be painful and uncomfortable. but you need to face the pain that you’re running away from, so that it can finally be released. you have to realize, it only stayed true because you believed it to be true. and if you are to live a life free from that story, and experience a more desirable story, then you must let the pain go. give yourself love and grace as you work through it, and know that there is a more beautiful side of life that awaits for you to accept it in.

No One To Change But Self

There is Nothing to Forgive

How to Sit with Your Triggers

give yourself the time you need, it's not race. the love that you wish to experience exists, allow it in. 💖

[jupiters-friend]

Y'all the thing you've been waiting for :

No not the comic but the super ooc os I said I would post on ao3 but right now I am to lazy to do so ssooooo here it is :

(This Btw is a Satousai abc, which simply means for every letter I choose a word and based on that word I write a OS)

A-answer

Not beta read, so forgive me.(If this was beta read it would be much more in character but I am tired)

Hiroshis eyes wandered between Saiki and Akechi,he knows,knows,knows that they did something in there,but he doesn't burst out now and surly will not burst out later when he meets Kusou. He just smiled at his pink haired boyfriend for a second ,before his friends proceeded to drag him to their classroom.

He knows,knows,knows that Kusou hides something from him and wants answer so badly,but he doesn't ask and every time he wanted to but didn't Kusou seems relieved,like he didn't was Hiroshi to know and it seemed to make him happy that he didnt know,so he didnt press. If Kusou was happy he was happy to.

At lunch his eyes wandered of to the small group Saiki was in,the thing that got him curious was that it wasnt his normal friend group,it was Akechi,Aiura and Toritsuka. Currently his boyfriend looked pretty stressed out even if he didnt display it his eyes showed it.,,Satou stop staring or he might notice"right he hadnt told his friends yet that he was dating Kusou,he slightly nodded,turning to his lunch. He knew that the friend group all knew what Kusou wanted to hide from him so badly.

Happy to finally see Kusou he rang the bell,as always Kurumi shouted that Kusou should open the door,as always when the door opened a soft smile greeted him and the door slide more open so he could enter. ,,Thanks Kusou"smiled Satou as he walked in. Saiki only nodded but it was obvious that he wasnt bothered by him.

They walked in Kusous room and from their it went like it always went when they meet up, they talked for hours straight while playing any shitty game Kusou currently was playing.

Satou really was understanding and calm, but right now he could be any of this because fuck Teruhashi!

The last few mounth she dragged Kusou nearly everywhere and Kusou being Kusou never rejected her, he didn't know if his boyfriend didn't see what her intentions were or if he didn't want to see, but Kusou was his.

And he didn't mean this in a creepy way, if he did he would have done something about it right away, but it's been 2 months and he missed Kusou, even missed these shitty games they always play.

But he guessed it was kind of his fault since he never displayed his affection for Kusou when they were in school.

But right now he could do something about it, Teruhashi was still trying to get to Kusou, but they many boys would let her. So he simply walked over to him and smiled at him.,,Kusou do you want to eat ice cream later with me? "he didn't care about the look his friends gave him and surly didn't care about Teruhashi that approached them.

-

The pinknette was still trying to change his shoes and of course he heard his boyfriends thoughs, silently begging him to take him out, he was to prideful to do it himself and Teruhashi was approaching, he hated the attention he got because of her.

He would tell Satou everything if he asked him on something, if it meant he didn't have to spent time with the blue haired girl and later with her perverted brother -,, Kusou do you want to eat ice cream with me later? "God bless his boyfriend. He looked up, being relieved to no end, until Teruhashi showed up. You may ask why he wasn't relieved anymore? Her thoughs...

Oh it seems like Satou wanted to do something with Saiki, I would let him but I already have planned something! I want to confesss to him...

Oh no, he didn't want to reject her, that would be troublesome.

,, Hey Satou.. Could you do something with your friends today? "she smiled at his boyfriend and Saiki knew that he could threw all his plans over board -

,,I don't know, if Saiki wants to go with you, I will do something with my other friends." Satou gave her a simple smile and based in his thoughts that now had calmed down he would exactly do that, without being mad at him. The pinknette was sure that he didn't deserve Satou,he was so normal kind.

Teruhashi still was surprised by the reaction of Satou, of course she was every other boy would have done what she asked for.

Her thoughts were now similar to when Yuuta 'rejected' her.

So he was the decision maker now? He didn't like that..and he hadn't much time to think. He looked at the other boy and knew he would choose him.. This would be out of character now, but that was okay. Satou was worth it.

,, So Saiki do you want to go in the new cafe with me? "

-I am sorry Teruhashi, Satou asked me first-

His answer was worth it since Satou now was really happy and it also made him happy.

The sun was now going down and Saiki and Satou just sat on a bench, Satou being in Kusous arms, watching the sunset.

While the black haired boy just relaxed and enjoyed the moment Kusou thought hard. Should he tell Satou about his powers? Would he understand? Would he even want to be near him? He didn't realise how Satou sat down on his lap, having a worried look on his face.,, Ku, everything okay? You look troubled.. "the smaller one pushed one if Kusous strains away from his face and smiled softly.

-I have to tell you something, but can you promise not to freak out?-Saiki wore his ring, to avoid Satous thoughts if he started to hate him.

,, Hmm I can't promise, but I can try "with curious eyes Satou hold the hands of his boyfriend. -Call me crazy but I'm an Esper-

The blackhaired boy blinked, he really looked like he was processing things.,,Oh"

No, here it's comes the excuses why he had to leave he could smell it.,,That's cool I guees"

What?

,, Now don't look so surprised Ku, I thought worse and this is harmless.. "smiling up at his boyfriend Saiki asked. -What did you expect? -

The other blushed and look down at their hands.,, I though you cheated on me"the pinknette had to laugh at that.-I would never dare-he wasn't mad at Satou for thinking that, it only showed how ordinary he was and that was what he loved about him so much.

,,But what can you do? "Satou pushed him down on the bench and started to laugh, while ticking him.-Nothing much-the pinknette also began to laugh.,, Come on, you already started to give me answers now finish!"

Bye 👉👈😘✌️

[serowotonin]

˗ˏˋ 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀 ˎˊ˗

𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 ` sakusa kiyoomi ` 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 ` 1.2k ` 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 ` pure crack ` 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁 ` hcs `

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 ` umm idk what this is.. lowkey based off real events? midnight ramblings? yeah that kind of thing i guess... also big thank you to @kaguol​  for giving this a read (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) `

it was sports day at your school and most of the events were over and done with but the teachers didnt allow anyone to leave yet cuz,,,, reasons✨

which is why some of the students kinda just flocked to the gym to chill and maybe play around

that was until somebody suggested they host an unofficial, volleyball game

the net was still up nobody bothered to put it down so yeaahhh

rules of the game were simple: there were none, except keep the ball in the air and get it over the net…however you can

at first only a few ppl played… the “energetic” and “athletic” ones and it still seemed like a typical volleyball game

then more ppl started joining

and it slowly started getting more chaotic

it got to the point where the entire gym was the court

there were ppl running around chasing the ball, others just hitting it as hard as they can in practically any direction, then there were those who just stood there cuz everyone else was standing there so why not ??

now sakusa didn’t want to be there

he was tired because his class had signed him up for ALL the running events

why? well cuz he was tHe OnLy AtHLeCtiC PeRsOn in his class

utter bullshit btw

he plays volleyball hes not a runner

but still ended up winning tons of races just cuz… it was him💅✨ no explanation needed

n e wayss he was tired and wanted nothing more than to go home and take a nice long shower

but ofc the students of itachiyama wouldn’t let him

some of them dragged him into the game early on

again, because he was aThLeTiC ~

but this time they actually got the sport right lolol

honestly he was lowkey annoyed at how un-volleyball the game started to become but continued playing it anyway

it was hilarious how the others tried to receive even his weakest, half-assed spikes

sakusa always made sure to aim his spikes directly at ppl’s arms tho

not out of consideration for their pride or anything no no 

it was cuz whenever the ball touched the ground the ENTIRE gym groaned rlly loud and there’d be ppl going “NOOOOOOOO” 

and that annoyed tf out of him so he was nice with his spikes

then there was you

you were outside with one of your friends when the whole volleyball thing started and only came to the gym cuz the rest of your friends were in there

so you walked in, scanned the crowd, immediately noticed your crush *cough*sakusa*cough* and then found your friends standing in a group on the other side of the gym

now here’s the thing

sakusa has a crush™️ on you too. took him a while to realize and accept it but he did and now he officially has a crush on you

he just hadn’t really gotten around to the idea of asking you out or anything

mainly cuz he just very recently realized his feelings aka last night he was thinking about all the events he had to do for sports day and he groaned cuz ppl made him do it but then he realized ppl wasn’t actually ppl it was just you

you were the one who smiled at him and said “why not sakkun,, it’d be fun” and like that he agreed. then he realized further he actually thought about you a lot. like earlier he was thinking about how’d you look tmr since u weren’t gonna be in normal school uniform and you’d have your hair all done. and then he realized he was looking forward to seeing you which led him to realize you were one of the few ppl he actually enjoyed being around. THEN he fucking finally realized “oh… i have a crush…. on y/n……. oh”

somewhat conflicted abt it for the entirety of the day,,, bois experiencing feels for u ofc its gonna take some time >.<

he didn’t get to talk to you all day though,,,,,, he was busy with his own events and you were elsewhere

either way,, when he saw you walking past in the gym he kind of lost focus

lost focus in that the ball was coming to him and he jumped to spike it but only had his eyes on you causing his aim to mess up and well,,

he hit his target

*your head*

and because he wasn’t focused, it wasn’t a “soft” spike like all the other ones hes been doing 

it was a full-blown sakusa kiyoomi spike

that hit your face

(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)

sakusa just went: ᶠᵘᶜᵏ

you saw stars,,,,,,,, and fell on ur bum

like a split second later, you heard a calm voice asking if you were ok. you muttered out a yeah and felt arms helping you up

one of them was your friend you were pretty sure, but the other one’s hands were too big to be any of your friends’

“let’s get you to the nurse,” the calm voice said again. 

“mkay,, thats probably.. a smart choice.. yeah….” and, vision still blurry, you were guided to the nurse by your friend and someone whose identity you weren’t sure of yet

sakusa was still standing there

all that, the spike hitting you, you falling, your being escorted to the clinic,,,,, that happened in like 2 seconds

he didn’t even have time to say anything yet

to make matters worse, some random ass guy was the one who came and swept you out of the gym

sure your friend was with you but to sakusa,,, that guy sus af

after they left, the game continued and sakusa rlly didn’t feel like playing anymore

he wanted to make sure you were okay and wanted to apologize 

however,,,, the teachers came in shortly after and told them it was time for the closing ceremony

throughout the entire thing, his eyes flit through the crowds looking for you

he couldn’t find you tho>:((

big sad

after the ceremony was over,, he went to the clinic but you weren’t there

then he just kinda,,, /slump/

figured he’d just pull you aside tmr and apologize then

except,,, tmr came and he still hadnt found a good time to pull you aside for a proper apology?? 

you were just so… busy.?

finally,, at around lunch after you finished eating, you kinda just sat with your friends and were talking and stuff when sakusa decided now would be an appropriate time to apologize

he walked up to you and asked if you two could talk in private for a bit

your friends shot glances at each other. he saw,, but he didnt let it bother him

anyways,, he led you out into the hall and in the softest tone he could manage he says, “about yesterday… i’m really sorry, spiked the ball a bit too hard.. how are you feeling?”

you tell him ur fine,, just that it aches a bit but nothing serious

he nods and mutters another ‘sorry..’

then this happened:

“no it’s ok you don’t have to be so sorry. accidents happen.”

“it wasn’t an accident tho..? so im sorry, it wont happen again.”

“yeah ok,, wAIT WHAT?? wdym not an accident?!?? u spiked the ball into my face on purpose?!?!!?!?”

“WHAT NO- ofc not. i just,,, i kind of lost focus… on other things… at the time… and yeah”

“????”

*sighs* “i was focused on you when you walked past and didn’t consciously control my aim or whatever and ended up spiking it into your face”

“?!?!?!??…. why were you focused on me??”

“cuz i like you dummy” /it slipped he didnt mean to say this/

“oh.... wAIT WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?”

and that is the story of how sakusa confessed

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 ` honestly think it would be better as a fic but uh,,, my lazy ass cant be bothered to write fics rn so uh,, hope this was good for now? lol might mess around and write one later tho.. maybe `

[megan-is-mia]

Hi could you please do 19 from the delusional list with rook

(Petit Cerf is French for Little Deer btw)

19. “You’re so cute, begging like anything could get you out of this.”

(Yandere! Rook Hunt x Fem! Reader)

(Y/n) stared anxiously at the clock above the door, waiting for the school bell to ring so she could make a break for it back to Ignihyde. The bell hadnt even finished its ring before she was out the door and running down the hall like her life depended on it. Alas her desperate attempts at fleeing his notice were for not. Rook spotted her from the opposite end of the hallway and nimbly navigated his way through the crowds of students to grab the back of her uniform jacket firmly. “Where are you off to petit cerf?” Rook said playfully, the look (Y/n) was giving him over her shoulder was very deer-like especially with how wide her eyes had become. He grinned as she tried to pry his hand off her jacket without answering his question. “Going back to my dorm, you know gotta alot homework to do” (Y/n) reluctantly answered the blonde as she continued her efforts to extract herself from his grip. Rook loosened his hold on her jacket only to force her to turn before taking hold of her lapel.

“That can wait until later, I'm sure you can afford to grace me with your presence for a few hours, yes?” Rook said pulling (Y/n)’s lapel so she had to step closer to him and onto her tiptoes so her jacket wouldnt be ripped.

“Nuh-uh!” (Y/n) replied quickly, shaking her head wildly. “I gotta get a lab report for Professor Crewel’s class done before 5. I’m too busy Hunt” she added hoping the additional information she’d given would be enough to dissuade the boy. “Hm, a lab report for Professor Crewel? I can help you with that petit cerf, and then you’ll be free to give me your full attention for the rest of the afternoon right?” Rook said briskly not really listening beyond that before he started dragging (Y/n) along. The next half hour of (Y/n)’s day was spent with Rook hanging over her shoulder and helping her as she completed the required lab and documenting the results before dropping off the form in Professor Crewel’s inbox. “Now that we have that dealt with, you should have no other objections about spending time with me” Rook said, taking hold of (y/n)’s wrist before she could protest his actions as they walked towards the Pomefiore dorm.

Before she knew it (Y/n) found herself in the blonde’s room with the door locked behind them and Rook wearing a mischievous grin on his face as he pat the space next to him on the bed. Reluctantly the girl sat in the indicated spot as the boy’s arms looped her waist.

“I applaud that you made me work for my prize petit cerf” Rook said with a coo as he nuzzled the back of the girl’s neck. “Life’s no fun without the thrill of the hunt to keep you sharp after all” he went on pulling (Y/n) close.

“But I like having you here in my arms acting so docile even more” Rook said and when a stream of begging began falling from (Y/n)’s lips he laughed. “You’re so cute, begging like anything could get you out of this” he said in a sickeningly sweet tone. “A good hunter like myself never lets his prize go. I was going to let you come to me of your own free will but I just couldn't wait anymore, I just had to have you” Rook said, forcing (Y/n)’s head back so he could plant a kiss on her lips. “Now if you’re good for me petit cerf I’ll let you go back to your dorm when we’re done this evening. If not… Well its not like that recluse dorm head of yours will notice that he’s short one student” Rook said with a grin as he kissed the girl again… THE END

[red-riot-rat]

Birthday Cuddles

REQUEST: howdy!! can i have a kaminari x reader where he forgets his s/os bday and he’s really really sorry and apologizing all the time and his s/os like “eh whatever. idc”. and he’s nOT HERE FOR THAT so it ends w fluff and cuddles? i love your writing btw!!!! thank you so much!!!! ❤️❤️

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HEY HEY BABES! I love this, and thank you so much!

You were alone in your dorm after it was a calm day. A few people wished you happy birthday, some people left little gifts outside your dorm.

You didn't care for your birthday, in fact you hadnt even opened the gifts that sat on your bed. You didn't think much of it, or didn't see it as a big thing. Your boyfriend? He's not here for that.

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“I don't know? It's really fine babes. I don't mind.” I stated, still working on my homework despite the fact my door almost broke down after Kaminari stormed in.

He had asked about my birthday and apologized so fucking profusely for forgetting, I thought he was going to cry.

Well.

Cry some more, I guess.

He came in crying already, with little bolts of lighting shooting off his arms so I forced him to wrap himself in the shock protection blanket Momo made for him. He now sat on my bed, cheeks flushed, nose red, and sad.

“What do you MEAN?” the blonde behind me cried. Were birthdays a big thing here? Did I miss out on a meeting or something? 

“You HAVE to celebrate your birthday! Or- or just let me get you a present!” he continued. I spun on my chair to face him, a smile on my face.

“Kaminari, really it's okay. It's not that big of a deal-”

“Not that big of a deal?!” he cried some more.

“It's just a birthday.” I continued, and chuckled. 

He had a pouty face, and he had wrapped the blanket around his head.

“Baby, you're adorable, but puppy eyes don't work on me, remember?” I remind him. He groaned and flopped over on his back.

“Please please please, just anything you want! I feel bad baby! please!” he begged as he rolled back and fourth on my bed.

I smile. He's so cute. Damn it.

“Give me five minutes yeah? You can keep talking if you want.” you state as you turn back around. He whines, and I hear a loud thud. Soon enough somethings poking me in the back of the head.

I turn my head upwards to see Kaminari’s red face and all. I raise my eyebrows at him, and question him.

“Yes?” 

“Sit in my lap. Your gift will be cuddle, since you don't let me buy you things.” he grumbled. 

I smile wide, and start to get up. As I stand on my feet, I cup his face in my hands and pull him close.

“It's okay baby. Don't feel bad, okay charger? Having you here is the best thing I can ask for.” I reassured him, as I kissed him softly.

He smiled, and gave me an eskimo kiss.

Yeah so I love the charger man.

It's worth it.

He sits on my black office chair, and pats his lap. He smiles like a fucking doof up at me.

“You're an idiot.” I laugh as I sit down.

He hugs me close, and he's warm. He made sure I’m still able to do my homework and cuddle with him. His golden eyes meet mine, and his cheeks flush.

Not with tears or anything, but just with happiness as he smiles.

“But I'm your idiot hm?”

AN: im sorry this is so short babes!

[wuvbug-kny]

How about rengoku with an s/o who was dumped by other pillar? Like she confesed and is so sad right now but there he comes, best boy to the rescue! Bc he has a crush on her from before idk (btw thanks for your hard work writing!)

this is so wholesome yes 🥺 also if theres some spelling/grammar mistakes, i apologize hhh i just got my nails done yesterday and theyre super long but im trying ! love u !

♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

rengoku x reader

‘my chance’

“what?!” rengoku exclaimed, spitting his drink out in astonishment. he stood up as he placed his hands on the table firmly, a look of concern washed over his features. he stared deeply into giyu’s eyes. “(y/n) confessed to you?! and you rejected her?!”

giyu nodded, proceeding to calmy sip his cup of tea. “you like her. but she likes me, and i dont. shes more of a younger sibling to me. this is your chance, right?” giyu said looking up at rengoku. the tension from rengoku’s muscles had calmed down upon hearing those words, as he slid his hands slowly off the table. his chance? he finally had a chance?

all this time trying to get (y/n)’s attention had been to no avail. she never looked his way during his efforts to impress her, but instead always look at giyu’s way. he felt kind of bad, but at the same time, giyu has expressed he has no romantic feelings towards her, and that it was okay. giyu wouldnt like about something like this. a blushed spread across his face as he turned his head away out of shyness.

“yeah..i guess so. but- how? what if she doesnt like me no matter what effort i put?”

“why are you asking me this?”

“i actually dont know.”

———————

“(y/n)?”

(y/n) flinched upon hearing the familiar voice calling her name, as she stopped her hiccuping and used her sleeves to quickly, but aggresively, wipe her tears away at the same time. she repositioned herself to going back to making the flower crown like she was before, trying to look as normal as possible.

yet, the pain in her chest was unbearable, she didnt know how long she could take it anymore.

“(y/n)?”

(y/n) looked up at where the familiar voice was coming from, a gentle smile that which sadness hid behind graced her features. “rengoku, hello. do you need anything?” she asked and greeted at the same time gently.

a wave of concern washed over rengoku’s face. he saw the tear stains on her sleeve, and how puffy and slightly red her eyes had been from crying. he sensed the aurora of pure sadness and heart break surrounding them. he felt his heart sink at that moment, seeing her in such a vulnerable state, and her efforts to try and hise it: he sat down next to (y/n). “(y/n), are you okay?” he asked, his voice laced with much concern. this did not go unnoticed by (y/n).

“yes, im fine, what do you m-“ (y/n) was cut off not being able to finish her sentence, a small gasp leaving her lips as she was pulled into a strong, yet gentle and loving hug.

huh?

“rengoku? what are you doing?” she asked surprised. (y/n) wrapped her arms around rengoku too, to make the hug not so awkward.

“no, (y/n)! you’re not ok, i know you aren’t! i care about you so much, even though you may not realize it. it hurts me to see you suffer silently like this. please, dont lie to me like that. let it all out!” rengoku shouted, his hug on her tightening.

(y/n)’s eyes widened, as she processed his words. he cared about her? she felt her heart beat. the next thing she felt were streams of tears escaping from her eyes and running down her face.

he cared about her..

(y/n) buried her face in his shoulders, her hands clutching onto him tightly. he hugged her even tighter and rubbed her back as comfort. her heart hurt so bad. it ached painfully and no matter what she, or anyone did, the emptiness and pain wouldnt go away.

but yet, rengoku’s words made her feel less tense, it made her feel like she was soaring. she felt a small piece of happiness she hadnt felt in a while.

it made her feel alive again.

[thatoneweebthatskindastupid]

'RIBBON'

This fic was made my @3lees_em0 on tik tok she's a great person pls go check her out

Word count: abt 201

Type of fic: romantic?? Kinda?? Not sure she hasn't told me all the details but there's a OC also slight angst

Part: 1

Other parts: (I'll link them once they're made)

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((Kid is 7 at the beginning of this btw))

Kid had always been alone. Since Lord Death had to stay in the Academys death room, Kid was all alone. Maids and Housekeepers were at the mansion to watch Kid, but it wasnt the same. Kid didnt mind though, he partially understood his father had responsibilities, yet, him being a child made it difficult for him to understand completley. Kid was used to having only himself to play with, but sometimes he got lonley, well, lonlier then he already was. Thus, Kid created many imaginary friends. The Maids worried a bit for him, but didnt think to much of it. One day, Kid decided to take Beelzebub out. He opended the window, put Beelzebub at his right foot, let Beelzebub take his form, got on, and off he went. Kid wasnt very afraid of heights, so he did this a lot. He soared through the sky, overlooking Death City. He soon reached Muerto Point, a high mountain on the outskirts of the city. He landed Beelzebub and hopped off. He then sat down on a rock. The sun had begun to set, making the sky a beautiful orange and pink color. It moved, slowly and peacefully. "Hello?" Called a petite feminine voice. Kid turned around to find a small girl. Her hair was in twists, the twists were heald back by a small lacey ribbon. She had a small longsleve blue dress on, accomponied by Mary Janes on her feet. Her skin was a tan color, and her sparkling eyes were the shade of honey. "H-hello" Kid said. "May I sit with you?" Asked the girl. "Of course" answered Kid. The girl gave a smile, and sat down. "So, whats your name?" Asked the girl. "My name is Death The Kid, but you can call me Kid if you'd like" said Kid. "And you?" He asked, but the girl ignored his question and began with another one. "Are you Lord Deaths son?" She asked. "Yes" Kid answered again. The girl flashed another smile, then turned her head to face the sky. "Its so pretty, isnt it?" She asked. Kid nodded. The two sat in silence, til the sun went fully down, and the moon began to rise. The girl turned her head back to Kid.

"Kid..are we friends?" Asked the girl. "Well, if you'd like to be, then of course" he said with a sweet smile. The girl smiled back, but then soon spoke. "I must go now" She said. She then took out her ribbon, letting her hair loose. "Here, take it" she held the ribbon out to Kid. "But why?" He asked, confused. "So you dont ever forget me. Can you promise me, we'll see eachother again?" She asks. "Yes" he said, his voice a bit shaky. "Ok, goodbye. I promise, we'll meet again, i dont know where or when, but we will. On a sunny day.." she said. And she walked back, down the mountain. Kid looked back to the sky, but felt a liquid run down his face, it was, a tear? "Im..crying..why am i crying?" He asked himself, quietly. The tears wouldnt stop, he began to silently sob, but he didnt know why. Was it the feeling of loss? No, he hadnt lost anyone. Was it the fear of the future? No, he didnt have anything to worry about that was in the future. He looked down at his hand, and at the lace ribbon, watching it be stained by his tears. He looked back up at the moon, that had finally risen up, only to find it, bleeding, from its mouth. He was so confused, maybe he was just tired. He brought out Beelzebub and flew back to the mansion.

-6 years later-

Kid woke up, at 8:00 sharp. He got dressed and brushed his teeth. He looked under his bed to find his box, eventually, he found it. He opended to make sure the ribbon was still there, he was relived. But, he felt his heart sink, that night, was the night he made a friend for the first time. He hoped to Death everyday, he would somehow see the girl again. He didnt care where he would find her, or even when, all he cared about was seeing her once more..on a sunny day...

[neokollection]

Kissing Out of Jealousy

NCT U + Yuta

‘Can I request a NCT U kissing you out of jealousy?’

A/N: I’m sure there’s already a reaction of this, but I’m here to add another :^) This is assuming you’re dating for some members, but for some you’re not dating, they like you- THIS IS LONG BTW!! [Kinda more like a mini drabble per each member]

** Language, some suggestive themes, but nothing explicit ** ik some ppl don't find jealousy cute so don't read if you not into that..

Taeil:

Taeil wasn’t the type to get jealous easily or behave pettily- Rather, he was just protective at times and would feel he’d have to interject to save you from situations... Whether you were feeling uncomfortable or not- Yet a part of your boyfriend also felt slightly neglected, a faithful dog waiting on the other side of the fence with it’s tail wagging at the sight of it’s owner, even though it’s owner was petting the neighbor’s cat.

He called out your name in the hopes of getting your attention as he watched you and Ten staring at your screens before nudging each other continuously with a laugh to show the other a recent entertaining Tweet. He was all for you bonding with the other boys, but he’d missed you this week and throughout the day constantly stuck by your side. Placing the bowl of steaming popcorn upon the coffee table, he took his seat beside you on the couch, hand patting around for the remote he’d dropped there moments before.

“OMG- You have to show that to Mark,” Ten gasped, covering his mouth to conceal his wicked grin as he looked at the meme you’d stumbled upon of Mark’s shorts.

“Let me see,” Taeil added, not wanting to miss out and curious as to what was so funny.

He leant in, eyes flickering to Ten as he watched the younger lean back into the couch, thumbs moving rapidly upon his screen. Taeil listened amusedly as he heard your small chuckle in his ear, a smile gracing his lips as he saw your screen before drawing back partially.

“You’re amused so easily,” he chuckled, nose nearly brushing your own as he leant nearer, a hand shooting to your waist to tickle you gently.

“Says you,” you squirmed with a bright smile.

Finally, his forehead rest upon your own, his antics stilling as he closed the gap between the two of you for a quick kiss. Embarrassed about kissing so openly with Ten by your side, you felt a blush creep upon your cheeks as you pulled away shyly. You could have sworn Taeil’s gaze jumped from your lips to your eyes to Ten before he closed the gap once more- You let out a muffled chuckle against his lips as your hands went to the front of his shirt to slow him down and steady yourself.

“Ew- God- Could you not?” Ten whined in disapproval, scooting away.

You could feel Taeil’s smile against your lips before he drew back, eyes as lively as ever.

Smothering you and being that cute couple to show off and make others wanna gag, but not let you think it’s a jealousy thing-

Taeyong:

Easily, one of the most jealous man you’d ever dated. He had his share of insecurities that make him question whether he’s worthy of love and attention, and an anxiety about losing the person he cherishes the most... So, seeing your interactions with your old classmates made him feel even more insecure in the moment. He’d had a stressful and busy week and hadn’t gotten to see you much, merely late calls that usually didn’t last long because he’d coax you to go to sleep early since you’re busy as well. Meeting a few of your old high school classmates, totally coincidentally at Gong Cha was all it took for him to have a small internal freak out. He already didn’t like that they were guys, even more so that they’d known you longer than he had technically... He felt excluded- He always wanted to be a part of every part of your life and have you in every part of his- To him your soulmates and he didn’t like feeling as though someone had a leg up on him in regards to you.

“You look great! Wow- It’s been a minute, but wow-” one of your old classmates gushed, stunned by how you’d matured and glowed up through the years spent apart.

You gave a small chuckle in return, “I’m surprised you recognized me-”

“I mean how could I forget (Y/n)?” he joked, gesturing towards you, followed by a few hums of the other classmates beside him.

You weren’t exactly sure what he meant by that- You didn’t think of yourself as too memorable of a person during high school. You’re boyfriend disliked it even more, a scowl etched into his features- He didn’t like not being in the know or what exactly the man meant.

“Well, it’s a small world I guess,” you wrapped up awkwardly, “It was nice to see you,” you added, able to feel Taeyong’s calculating gaze.

Sighing to yourself, you took a sip of your tea, inviting Taeyong to ask whatever he was going to ask.

“Were you popular in high school?”

“No,” you huffed, “Not really anyway- I’ve already told you about my high school- I wasn’t even friends with those guys... I can’t believe he recognized me.”

‘You’re just too pretty to be forgettable’ was what Taeyong had been thinking, but decided to keep it in. He could still feel their fleeting gazes glancing towards you as they sat down in laughter- He didn’t like that... What were they talking about? You? Were they laughing about you? Who knew what prude remarks they were making.

“I’d have dated her back in junior year if I knew she was gonna turn out like this-”

Feeling jealous, protective, and anxious he stood, causing you to look up at him, “Where are you going..?”

“Bathroom,” he informed before bending down, his hand coming to cradle your jaw as he sealed your lips together in a sweet kiss- Lips tasting of caramel.

Your lips followed his own as he drew back, swiping his thumb endearingly across your cheek before giving it a gentle pinch. You pulled your face from his grasp at the action, playfully pouting at your cup of tea as he left the table.

“I know right-”

The voices got louder as he approached.

“Could you keep your voices down?” he asked, yet it wasn’t really a question- His tone and gaze icy and curt before he brushed past their table to the restroom.

Yuta:

Tossing in jealous Yuta because that’s hot-

You didn’t have to be dating Nakamoto Yuta for him to feel as strongly as he did. He felt like you were already his, his sweet, his dear, his precious- And he wasn’t going to let the world or anyone else take that away from him. You loved him as a friend- The two of you had crossed the boundary of friendship a few times with late night kisses and drunken texts- But there was something about his possessive nature that made you hesitant to progress any further with him. Just being his friend you felt like a prisoner-

“I have to drop by my brothers’ dorm to give him back his battery pack-” you began, halting as you remembered.

“I’ll go with you,” Yuta chimed, slinging an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into him as his other hand pulled the drawstrings of the hoodie harshly, causing it to close around your face.

You stumbled into him mid-step as he did so, whining dramatically as your hands attempted to shove him aside.

“My brother doesn’t like you,” you interjected, pulling the hood free from your mess of hair as Yuta released you.

With a shrug he focused his attention on taming your hair, the action causing your face to heat.

“You shouldn’t go into the boys dorm alone,” he reprimanded, motherly as ever.

Jaehyun. Your brother’s roommate and soccer teammate of Yuta- was coming down the very path you were on the quad.

“Jaehyun!” you called out suddenly, happy to find a delivery man.

His eyes darted from his phone to you, his brows knitting together seconds later-

“Hey,” he began, slowly letting his gaze drift between the two of you before to your hoodie.

“Uh... Is that your hoodie?”

“I stole it from my brother- Don’t tell,” you chuckled.

Letting out a soft chuckle of amusement, Jaehyun shook his head, “That’s not your brother’s- That’s mine. I’d been looking for it all week-”

“Oh my God!” you gasped, dropping the tote bag from your shoulder, “I’m so sorry! I- It was on his side of the room... So I thought-”

“It’s fine,” he interjected, “It looks good on you-”

Yuta’s gaze narrowed at that remark and before he even had a moment to stop you, you were peeling off the hoodie and offering it to an astonished Jaehyun. You saw no issue with it, you were wearing a t-shirt underneath.

“I’m so so sorry! Also...” you began, picking up your bag, “Could you give this to my brother?”

“Sure-” Jaehyun nodded, scratching the nape of his neck as you pushed the goods into his hands before whipping around and grabbing the side of Yuta’s plaid jacket to bring him in tow with you-

“O my God... That was so embarrassing-” you rambled, feeling your face hot in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Yuta’s feet stopped moving, causing you to stop. He removed his phone from the pocket of his jacket before slipping it into his jeans, removing his coat.

“What are you doing?” you asked dumbly before catching on, “N-No, I’m not cold or anything-”

Silently, he draped it over your shoulders before his hands slid to the open front of it, grasping it before pulling you closer by the collar. His lips melded with your own, needy and passionate, jealousy brewing in his heart at even a simple encounter. His hands slid down to the zipper, zipping it quickly as he pulled away, your arms constricted, a smug expression on his face before he began walking again.

“H-Hey! GET THIS off me!” empty sleeves flopping by your sides as you hobbled after him.

The type to give you a little taste of his cold shoulder and reprimanding you for being careless [about making him jealous basically].

Kun:

Respectful and mature bub who wouldn’t do anything unless the two of you were dating, and for a while.

He couldn’t understand why Xioajun was so clingy towards you- I mean... He understood it in a sense since he was also in a way- But it was different. You were taken- Xiaojun should have taken a hint from him by now. Kun was constantly swooping in to interrupt the too of you, the hint of a small grin gracing his features each time to hide his unkindly thoughts towards the younger.

“Does Xiaojun bother you?” he questioned, watching as you pulled on your socks from the doorway of your bedroom, his shoulder resting against the frame.

“No?”

Cocking your head to the side, you couldn’t understand what Kun was hinting at or why he was asking.

“He’s always around you...”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, “We’re friends.”

You stood, ready to pass by your boyfriend and slip on your shoes by the doorway, yet he didn’t budge.

“Well...” he began, “I don’t want to sound ...clingy, but I don’t like it-”

“There’s nothing to worr-”

You were mid-roll of your eyes, when he cut you off, his warm hand enveloping around your own, “You’re mine, right?”

There was a hint of something swimming in his chocolate gaze, as if a saddened part of him needed reassurance.

“O-Of course,” you admitted, blushing to yourself from feeling caught off guard.

“Then I have a right to be like this,” he added, voice softer.

You open and shut your mouth dumbly, not sure what to say in response. Yes? He to a degree had a right to feel jealous- But... There was really no reason to be jealous over Xiaojun- Tugging your hand forward gently, he drew you to meet his lips, lilting his neck down. His kiss was delicate, lips plush and substantial, but movements gentle and loving. Your knees felt weak, as if it was your first kiss again.

“Don’t worry about it,” you nearly whispered as he drew back, “I’ll try to be mindful,” you added, referring to distancing yourself a bit so Kun wouldn’t get the wrong impression again.

“We’re going to be late...”

Doyoung:

You drew back to take a breath before your lips were smothered again, his nostrils flaring in anger and also the need for oxygen. You whined gently against his lips, attempting to pull back once more. You panted, out of breath before placing a hand on Doyoung’s chest to keep him at bay.

He leant back over the center console, resting his head back against the padded seat. Finished clicking in your seat belt you looked at him.

“When you dress like that,” he began, nodding forward, “guys get the wrong idea.”

“N-”

“Like thinking you’re single and something for them to ogle at,” he added, cutting you off, “You have no idea what kind of sleaze bags were looking at you and what they were thinking-”

His fox-like eyes flickered back to you, taking a moment to glance at the obvious cleavage you’d put on display.

“I dressed up for you- I just… I wanted to feel sexy and make you-”

“Make me what? Upset?”

“No! Proud to be with me- To be attractive to you…”

Raking a hand through his hair he let his gaze fall upon your own.

“Don’t you get it?” he began, jabbing the keys into the ignition, “You’re always attractive to me- I always want you- I’m always proud of you- But I want to be the only one to see.. You don’t deserve them looking at you like that and it makes me sick,” he trailed off, quickly casting his gaze forward as he pulled away from the curb.

You felt a tingle jolt along your spine at his words.

Ten:

He’d been giving you a snarky attitude all day; curt remarks and dismissive glances. Sighing for the final time as he pretended to ignore you, you let your tongue poke at your cheek in annoyance.

“Look at me,” you probed.

His fingers halted before smashing the pause button on his game, tossing the controller aside him on the sofa as he let out his own sigh, his gaze continuing to be fixed upon the TV screen.

“Why are you being like this?”

You hated how beautiful his profile was, the slope of his sharp nose and outline of his soft lips.

“Why won’t you even talk to me?” you added, raising your tone.

“If you want someone to talk to why don’t you ask Taeyong?” he quipped, voice laced with venom.

Huffing in exasperation, you let your hands fall to your hips.

“Are you serious?”

Finally… he turned his dark gaze towards you.

“Yeah,” he nearly shrugged, attitude as petty as ever.

“You’re such a child!” you shouted, unable to control your emotions as you stormed away, frustrated and wanting to cry.

He paused for a moment before standing.

“I’m childish?” he asked, tone brazen and perplexed.

You stopped, turning on your heel-

“Then what?” he questioned, “Is Taeyong the man?”

Before you could spit out a reply he grabbed onto your elbow.

“I’m the only man you should see,” he barked.

“You are my only man…” you murmured, hurt he thought otherwise.

Cupping your face, he pulled you into him, lips messily finding one other before passionately embracing.

Omg I hate this one…

Jaehyun:

Far enough. Was what Jaehyun had been thinking.

His jaw was set, his lips pursing each time his eyes narrowed slightly, causing one of his dimples to gently show.

Sure, it was Taeyong’s birthday, but that didn’t mean he had the right to flirt with you-

“Is that right?” you giggled, after listening to one of Taeyong’s stories.

Your fork idly toyed with the pasta in your dish as you gave Taeyong your attention. The rest of the lunch table seemed chatty, side for Jaehyun whom pouted by your side. His silence was slowly steeling your attention away from Taeyong as you began to worry.

“You’ll have to excuse me for a moment,” you interjected, glancing towards the bathroom.

Your plan was simple, take a break from Taeyong by using the restroom before retuning and turning to Jae to give your attention and ask what was up. As you stood Johnny began speaking to Taeyong, allowing you the perfect cover to escape. As you did, someone snagged you by your belt loop. Your forlorn boyfriend looking up at you with eyes you couldn’t place.

“Where are you going?”

“Bathroom,” you whispered, your brows furrowing in concern at his oddness.

He released you, standing himself to follow you.

“Why are you being so weird?” you inquired, rounding a corner with him.

“I’m jealous,” he admitted.

“Wh- How? What’s there to be jealous about?” you stumbled.

Instead of answering or explaining, he cornered you against the wall once the two of you were hidden from sight in the hall of the bathroom.

“Babe,” you began, your voice lowering.

Being under his gaze in such close quarters you felt trapped, trying to think of what he’d want to hear to be reassured. You bit your lip in thought. Warm lips clashed with your own, not too aggressive, nor gently. The breath that had gotten caught in your throat came out as a sigh against his lips as his hands slid from the wall on either side of your shoulders to your hips.

“We can’t do this here,” you nearly whispered, your lips brushing his own in temptation.

Ignoring you, his hasty lips met yours again, causing you to let out a small moan of protest.

“Oh- God-” Ten sputtered, shielding his eyes from the entrance of the hallway as he saw the two of you.

Your fist came in contact with Jae’s pec as he broke away from you.

...When you came back to the table you could feel everyone’s gaze upon the two of you, lowering your gaze in embarrassment as Jaehyun wore a smug grin.

Win:

Cold shoulders were never fun, especially when dealing with your best friend Sicheng. He sat several rows in front of you in the lecture hall instead of beside you, scrolling through his phone and clearly avoiding your texts. You bit your pen cap in annoyance as you stared at the back of his head.

“Maybe they broke up-”

It was a hushed whisper, but you were able to here it.

“Just go talk to her-”

Evidently Sicheng heard it too, his thumb having stopped scrolling and his ears perked.

“Hey,” a gentle voice said, taking the seat beside you.

“H-Hi,” you fumbled, baffled as to why Mark Lee was sitting next to you.

“This seat’s not taken, is it?”

“No,” you enunciated, making sure it was clearly loud enough for Sicheng to hear in an attempt to be petty.

“Cool- Well, uh, there’s this party at Alpha Delta Si later,” he began, “If you wanted to go, you could be my plus one- Honestly, we’ve had this class together all semester and I thought you were cute-”

You were flattered by his invitation, but frat parties weren’t really your scene.

Glancing over his shoulder at the encounter, Sicheng was caught by your gaze.

“Oh- Uh, I’ll have to think about it, parties like that aren’t really my thing-” you declined politely.

“O-Oh,” Mark nodded, retracting to his seat in thought as the professor entered.

The entire lesson you and Sicheng fumed with thoughts of each other, unable to concentrate. The lesson seemed to end in record time, not that you were paying attention.

“So, um, if parties aren’t your thing we could do something like uh... get ice cream, or-”

Once you’d stood to stuff your belongings in your bag, Mark was back at it again. However, your sleeve was yanked by the ever so thoughtful Sicheng, pulling you from the row and tugging you up the stairs of the lecture hall. You stumbled after him dumbly until he shoved the door open with such force you were scared for a moment.

“Stop-” you shot, pulling from his grip.

“Was I interrupting something?” he asked bitterly.

“What the fuck is your problem? I thought you-”

You could feel the gaze of several classmates in the hallway, feeling embarrassed. Behind you, Sicheng saw the door of the lecture hall swing open with none other than Mark and Jeno, his eyes narrowing as he caught Mark’s gaze. Swooping in, his hand clamped over your forearm to pull you to meet his lips, his blunt nails digging into your sweater. He was overwhelming, figure looming over your own, hasty lips pushing against your own, you felt lost in your shock.

Jungwoo:

“Let me up,” you huffed for what felt like the fifth time.

A hum of disapproval left the boy who’d constricted himself around you.

“Woo- I’ll be late for my shift...” you tried, sighing to yourself.

“Don’t go,” he murmured.

“I have to go- My supervisor will be mad if I’m late again...”

“Your supervisor,” he began, sitting up, his fluff of hair bouncing, unfit of his narrowing eyes, “I don’t like him.”

“It doesn’t matter if you like him or not-”

You struggled in his hold, but he draped a leg over your hips to bar your escape, hugging you closer.

“He’s creepy.”

“Yeah, he is,” you agreed with an airy chuckle, “But that doesn’t matter, I need to keep my wage-”

Rolling on top of you, you let out a whine under his weight. Cutely, he blew the hair out of your face, not daring to remove his hands from wrapped around you for fear of you escaping. You giggled and writhed at his actions, shaking the hair from your face. He plopped a soft kiss upon your lips, smothering your own before drawing back momentarily.

“Don’t go.”

His lips didn’t give yours time to spit out a retort, softly melding with yours with passion. Had it been any other day or any other occasion, you would have skipped whatever event there was to stay with him, but you couldn’t miss today... Shaking your head to shake his lips off your own, he groaned against your lips, unrelenting. You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle of anguish against his lips, following it with a low whine. He bit your lip in retaliation gently, shifting on top of you as you squealed and wiggled beneath him.

“You’re being childish,” you gasped, nostrils flaring with the need for air.

Lucas:

“Baby-”

Yukhei’s deep voice reverberated through your being as his lips brushed your ear.

“Why are you watching that?”

In your defense, you hadn’t searched for it, rather it was in your suggestions and you just so happened to be curious by the amount of views it had. A Doyoung, Boss focus cam- Nor were you expecting your friend-with-benefits to be up so early... He usually slept well past ten.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you partially lied.

“Do you like him?”

“Uh,” you stalled, glancing over your bare shoulder, “It’s not like I know him-”

“I mean,” he corrected, “Do you think he’s sexy?”

Your expression morphed into one of confusion at his most likely horny what-the-fuckery.  If you said yes would he set up a threesome?

“Yeah.”

A warm hand slid over your bare arm, trailing to your shoulder before moving to your throat. He didn’t like that answer- Though the two of you weren’t official, he had real feelings for you- Which is why he called you baby, and told you to stay the night when you’d start searching for your clothes the night before...

“What about me?” he groaned gently.

Dropping your phone aside, you rolled over to your side, your hand going to his wrist to stop the growing pressure he applied.

“Yeah, you’re sexy,” you rolled your eyes, knowing he was immaturely jealous.

“Am I sexier?”

He drew you closer, his nose brushing against your own as he awaited your answer.

“I’m not sure,” you teased, withholding a giggled at how his eyes widened.

He let out a chuckle too, able to catch onto your teasing attitude.

“I must be since I’m the one with you and not him,” he muttered with a smile, rolling over on top.

His lips claimed your own in an arduously slow kiss, his hand fumbling to reach over and turn off your phone.

Mark:

Alone, in bed, on his phone- Mark’s evening was rather bland. He’d been on a call with you while you’d been getting ready to come over, content with just listening to your voice.

“Why do you take so long to get ready?” he questioned with a sigh, “Just come over already.”

“I have to look good,” you countered, “You said Johnny was home...”

And here it was, the recent reason for Mark’s despise of Johnny Suh, one of his closest friends.

“Bro- So what... You’re coming over to see me, not him-”

That was true-

“Yeah, but if I do see him-”

“Whatever, just hurry up,” Mark complained, his tone snappish as he hung up.

It was hard getting friend-zoned, let alone having the girl you like be into your best friend instead.

Fifteen minutes later you were checking your reflection on your phone before the door, collecting yourself before ringing the doorbell.

Answering it, Mark felt his heart clench- You looked ridiculously cute, glossy lips, curled lashes, slight wind-blown hair, and the oversized Puma hoodie you’ d bought last week to match your leggings. He wish you were getting all dolled up for him, causing a pang of jealousy to stab him.

“I’ll pay for delivery since you paid last time,” you remarked, stepping through the doorway to remove your shoes as your eyes searched for the giant of your affection.

Yet he was nowhere in sight... Making your way to Mark’s room with your bag, dropping it to his bed and plugging your phone into his charger. You heard the distinct sound of the refrigerator opening, bottles rattling- Perhaps it was Johnny. Turning on your heel, you planned upon seeing whom it was, but a Mark Lee was blocking your path, having just entered the threshold of his room.

“Lemme see,” you pried, your brows furrowing as he closed the door behind himself.

“It’s Taeil,” he lied, knowing what you were after.

You still wanted to check for yourself, even give the senior a greeting.

“Uh, let me through,” you paused as Mark remained in his spot.

“Why’s it always go to be about him?”

“I- What do you-”

“You know what I mean,” he interjected, raising his voice, “All of a sudden everything’s about him-”

“That’s not true,” you tried, folding your arms defensively.

“Yes it is,” he retorted, taking a step toward you, his bad attitude and mood nearly radiating off his figure, “We can’t even hang out like we used to because you’re always preoccupied with him-”

“I can’t help that I like him!” you shot back.

It took only another step and Mark was in front of you, his hands flying to grip your shoulders as his nose brushed yours for only a millisecond- You couldn’t contemplate what was taking place and before it registered, his lips were on your own, sticky lip gloss transferring.