#I HOPE SHE DOESNT TAKE THE LAPTOP AWAY LIKE SHE SAID SHE WOULD

[fictioonbanger]

reader in denial a bit with bestie eren!

eren x black reader

sub eren hinted a bit, alcohol usage, rough sex, facd fucking, smut, profanity.

thinking about how you and eren fuck almost every night, and i mean every night when eren finally realizes you need him as much as he needs you. but you both dont have a title yet, now dont get eren wrong. he would love a title, he wants to call you his, and for you to do the same. you just don’t know how to take it, your bestfriend of childhood being your boyfriend. it was always what you wanted, but how would it seem to others around you both when you denied multiple times already. no one to blame but yourself for digging it deeper and now being a little werry of wanting to admit your feeling for eren.

eren doesnt let you both not having a title keep you away from each other. he loved you, that was a fact and obvious. on the other hand you might say no if someone were to ask if you and eren were dating. eren on the other hand tells the full honest truth.

“nah we not together, but she still mine as i am of hers.” eren spoke sipping his cup of alcohol at the bar him and his friends were at

“so she has you under a leash?” jean chuckled taking his last of alcohol fully and tilting his head back.

eren mean mugged him and spoke up glaring at his snarky comment. “no, she doesnt.. and if she did it wouldnt be too bad.” eren shrugged and his friends laughed he rolled his eyes and looked away. day dreaming about you and how he’d kill to be with you right now.

and thats exactly what he did, except of the killing part. he grabbed his keys off the stand and began getting off the stool. “where ya goin?” armin tilted his head to look at eren from over jean. “hes gonna see his little owner.” jean chuckled to himself at his own joke causing both them to roll their eyes. “its better than being with shitface over here.” eren stood and started to walk towards the door, jean scoffed rolling his eyes and ordering another drink.

you were in your room of your pretty decorated apartment, pink picture frames, gray marbled counters, stuffed animals on your couch and little lights everywhere was how you’d describe your apartment. eren, would say different “ ‘ts too pink, make my eyes hurt baby.” hed mock you and cover his eyes as you rolled yours, the “baby” word going completely over your head. it wasnt out of the blue for eren to call you petnames, i mean you’ve asked him before and all his response is. “what? you dont like them pretty?” of course you’re gonna say you do, thats how you felt and honestly hoped he didnt stop.

you were watching a movie on your laptop snacking on whatever was in the kitchen, getting distracted by a message at 11:12pm. you really knew who it was though, eren comes at this time. not everyday of course but only when hes been out or busy.

eren <3; im at the door ma

you; mhm here i come.

rolling out of bed and straddling through your living room and towards the front door you began unlocking it. finishing then opening the door to see erens slim figure in the doorway. he had already a cracked smile on his face, he couldnt wait to see you. its been awhile and it was his fault, he knew hed have to make up for it. he thought you’d greet him with a hug and a peck on the cheek, the usual. instead you stared at him for a bit before turning around and letting him. not saying a word eren sighed and closed the door locking it then began to walk behind you. he slid his hands on each side of ur waist and put his head on your shoulder from behind. “cmon y/n, im sorry you havent seen me in awhile..i havent been ghosting you honest.” he spoke softly in your ear, he sounded so sincere and pretty upset he hadnt seen you either. “been real busy..you know id rather be here.” he said as you stood in place as he rocked you both softly side to side as he held onto you.

“doesnt matter to me..not like we’re together right?” you looked away to the side, you knew your words were bad. and that they wouldnt effect eren, he listens to all your fits and upsets. doesnt bother him a bit, only about the situation that made you feel that way in the first place. other than that he knows how to get you out that state. “dont be so mean y/n.. you hurtin my feelings.” he said sarcastically removing away from you and fake grabbing his heart. “im serious eren-“ “how about we change that then?” you were shocked at his words, eyes widening and you quickly turning to look at him. “what?” you spoke softly eyes glistening a bit and gazed upon erens face. “can we please change it..” eren spoke up then got onto his knees infront of you, holding onto your legs with both hands. he put his face by your stomach and inhaled your scent he loved so much. “i really want you y/n.. want you to be mine.” he mumbled looking up at you. you were hot in the face, feeling your blood rise up to your cheeks. “i-i want you too ren..” you spoke softer, gazing down at how he held onto you.

and this just made eren so much bolder, your emotion changing quickly at how swift he moved to leaning over you. he held your waist again and peered into your orbs with his green ones, a snarky smile on his face. “you do?” he questioned tilting his head down at you reaching close to your face. your lips barely touching as you breathed in each others air. “badly.” you breathed out, thats all eren needed to hear before sweeping you off your feet. carrying you with both hands on your ass supporting your legs wrapped around him. walking you both towards your opened bedroom noses touching as eren goes in for a kiss. you took in his tongue and slipped past your own, moaning into it and squeezing around eren. he chuckled and laid you onto the bed, he was leaning over your body. humping his hard crotch into your clothed cunt in missionary. he groaned staring at just how your face looks when he makes you feel good.

eren didnt hold back the whole night, putting you in positions you didnt know you were capable of. he fucked you into a babbling mess under him. “ ‘s too much!! cant take i-it ren!” you squealed out as he pushed deeper hitting the spot he hit earlier making you yet orgasm again. your eyed rolled in the back of your head as you released onto him, cum dripping down and sliding his shaft wetting his balls. eren saw this and looked up to were your mouth was open. he smirked and quickly grabbed a fist full of your braids making you do a soft yelp that moved into a low moan. “how bout you clean your mess up hm?” with a handful he moved you up and towards his leaking dick with his precum standing pearly off the tip and your cum that covered it. you willingly took him fully into your mouth without another word, you let him into your throat and placed soft kisses on his tip. feeling your throat once eren couldnt get enough and forced your head onto him more, now guiding you. you loved when eren was like this, when he was in control. he liked when youd do it to, but pleasuring you more was his ideal choice. you licked him up and jerked him off while doing it making erens toes curl. he tried to move away at a point but was stopped by a hard hand on his thigh that kept him down. “m-m gonna fuckin cum..” he seethed out through his teeth as his hips started to move on his own fucking your face as you kinda took control. he was eager to nut and his hips had a mind of their own chasing his high. you took him fully one last time in your throat as erens hips buckled. he grabbed ahold of your head pushing it down one last time as he came into your mouth. moaning a loud mess and breathing ever so heavily, he caressed your cheek hand leaving your head, wiping away the tears that poured while he face fucked you.

“this means you’re mine now yeah?” eren thumb was still wiping under your eye, tilting his head he slowly moved it to your plumped lips parting them and making way for his thumb. you took it into your mouth and gave it a soft suck as you kissed it after

“mm yeah.” was your response, and it couldnt have made eren happier hearing this. causing you both to go into your 7th round? counting yes.

[euphorajeon]

color you in | jjk

— pairing: boxer!jk x f. reader

— genre: fluff, slight smut | college au, boxer!jk

— word count: 3.1k

— warnings: long-haired, glasses-wearing jk, annoying and bratty oc, (shes just horny im sorry guys), neck kisses, tattoo tour by jk, a bit of past childhood story, all while jk does his coding assignment (again).

— summary: jeongguk just wants to do his coding assignment in peace. you won't let him.

— author's note: i wanted to write about jk's tattoo meaning since he shared such a personal thing with us.. but of course with boxer!gguk's oc.. that would be hard without some spice hahaha T_T tweaked some a bit to fit the non-idol nature of this jk. hope it doesnt take away the real meaning behind his tattoos :) enjoy!

masterlist | boxer!gguk masterlist

It’s ten minutes to six in the evening when you barge into Jeongguk’s bedroom to find him on his desk yet again, typing away at his laptop with glasses perched on his nose. The very same prescription glasses that made heat lick at your insides the last time you were here, a tool for his never-ending tricks of getting you to do what he wants. You’ve meditated after the events of that night to force your brain into thinking that Jeongguk in glasses does not look that hot for you to be drooling every single time, confident that you’ll get over them soon the way you got over his sleeve tattoos. One look at him now proves your efforts pointless, though, as he looks—for lack of a better word—even hotter in his glasses, black t-shirt (it’s not oversized this time!), and even longer hair than the last time you saw him.

How is it possible that you just saw him barely two weeks ago and his hair already reached his chin? (Which, combined with his glasses, makes him look so good you just want to jump him right here, right now—you already said that but whatever. Your boyfriend is hot. Period.)

Instead of saying hi like a normal girlfriend would, you climb into his lap sideways to tear his attention away from the codes on his laptop screen. Jeongguk blinks as he accepts the way your weight settles on his thighs, left arm wrapping around your body to prevent you from tilting backwards. You wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook of it, denying him of the eye-contact he tries to make.

“Hi…?” Jeongguk tries, the breath from his chuckle tickling the baby hairs on your forehead. “What are you doing here, babe?”

“Your mom let me in,” you mumble, not exactly answering his question.

“Yeah, she must have, I can see,” he muses, hands slowly going back to his keyboard to continue his assignment. “I suppose she didn’t tell you I’m doing my codes which is due tonight?”

“She did,” you hum. “She also told me to remind you to take a break and that dinner’s at seven. Told me I’m welcome to stay as well.”

“Sure you are, she loves having you around.”

“So you don’t?”

“I do,” Jeongguk chuckles. “But maybe not exactly right now. You’re warm, it’s distracting me from my codes.”

“That’s the point,” you say in a duh tone, turning your head to glance at his face. The light from his laptop screen reflects on the lens of his glasses, dancing across his brown irises in time with the speed of his fingers on the keyboard. You watch the codes go on and on for about five seconds before giving up, the array of symbols and numbers making your head spin. It’s amazing how his eyes stay unwavering behind the glasses, not at all bothered by the sheer amount of seemingly-random text on the screen.

“Why are you in glasses again? I thought you knew it does things to me.”

The way Jeongguk’s fingers halt their movement at once is almost comical.

“I’m … doing my assignment??”

You know your question sounds ridiculous and rethorical and your boyfriend’s reaction is a hundred per cent justified, but you don’t care. It’s his own fault for looking that hot in a simple getup of black t-shirt and prescription glasses, his own fault for letting his hair get so long it’s almost to his shoulder. It’s really his own fault that you’re repeating this monologue in your head, not being able to think straight anymore when your mind is echoing Jeongguk, Jeongguk, Jeongguk non-stop.

The jumbled thoughts in your mind manifests itself into you puckering up your lips to softly land them on Jeongguk’s skin, your first target being the mole on his neck. It’s one of your favorite features of his to kiss, to nip, to caress with your tongue until he’s a shuddering mess beneath your touch. You slowly trail your lips upwards to his jaw, to his cheek, to his sensitive ear where you give a small, almost playful bite with a faint scrape of your teeth. Jeongguk barely reacts, though, not even a hitch in his intakes of breath.

Instead of feeling upset, you feel more amazed at his self-restraint right now, being able to ignore his girlfriend literally sitting on his lap and peppering slow, sensual kisses on his skin. You decide to step up your game, brushing your fingertips against his skin to tuck his hair behind his ear so you can whisper into it and have your words be heard clearly.

“Wouldn’t you rather do me right now, Jeon?”

The way you let your lips faintly graze the shell of his ear is totally intentional, so is the huge sigh you let wash over the surface of his skin. Your lips go back on their journey down the side of Jeongguk’s throat, this time introducing your tongue to the equation that elicits a tiny shiver he tries to supress. His ever-so-solid resolve is starting to break and you’re happily opening your arms for when it crumbles down to the ground.

You’ve arrived back at the mole on his neck, wrapping your mouth around it before sinking down your teeth firmly on the flesh that (finally!) makes Jeongguk’s breath hitch. You continue your ministrations by licking over the bite marks, making sure to drag your tongue slowly over his reddened skin. When you start sucking on the spot to paint pretty bruises on his throat, a grip on your chin forces you to angle your head away only to receive a pair of lips over your own.

A contented sigh erupts from your chest, a sound you’re sure goes straight to Jeongguk’s nether region because he adjusts his position slightly, his left hand gripping your waist until your t-shirt is bunched up in his fist. In turn, you tighten your hold around his neck, preparing yourself for the onslaught of kisses you’re sure to receive from his warm mouth. Kisses that will lead to exciting events that involve you moaning out his name in pleasure.

Moan his name you do—in frustration in lieu of pleasure—when he pulls away from the kiss just as you were about to deepen it.

“Sorry, babe,” he says apologetically, a bit breathless from the onslaught of kisses you gave him. “But later, alright? I really need to get this done by tonight.”

Your response of quiet echoes in the room, your eyes glassy from both being clouded by lust and wanting to cry because that lust is not acted upon by your very hot boyfriend. The grip he has on your chin softens before he moves to craddle your cheek in his palm, stroking your cheekbone gently with his thumb.

“Hey,” he whispers. “I promise I will tend to your needs once I finish this assignment, okay?” When you’re still wordless, his hold on your cheek becomes firm, and you try to focus on his eyes while he talks. “Need you to promise not to distract me again, though. No orgasms if you do.”

“Nooo,” you whine, kicking your feet like a petulant child being denied a candy bar. You notice Jeongguk moving his leg yet again to adjust himself, a miniscule movement you’re sure he thinks will slip from your aroused mind. Little does he know your senses are heightened when you’re as strung up as you are right now, so you blurt out a fact that you both already know: “You’re semi-hard already!”

Jeongguk scoffs. “Yeah, your kisses are killer, baby.”

You continue to jut your bottom lip out, hoping it will be enough to change his mind. Jeongguk sighs, lips pulled into a straight line which makes the mole under his lip peek out, tempting you to lean forward to land a smooch on it. Before you have a chance to act out your thoughts, you’re halted by a firm grip on your shoulder courtesy of Jeongguk’s right hand. The hand that extends to a muscular, bulky, tattooed arm.

His tattoos. How could you forget about their existence only because of the twin lenses perched on his nose? How could you forget that before those goddamn glasses, it was those ink on his arm that made you weak in the knees? How could you?

Whatever words Jeongguk is saying right now sound like white noise to you, your eyes focused on the taut muscle of his bicep and the colored masks peeking from under his short sleeve. They seem to be dancing in your eyes, the blacks mingling with the colors contrasting the milky white of his skin tone, painting a beautiful picture with a story only he can tell.

When you speak next, you sound like you’re in a trance.

“Your tattoos … God, why are you so hot?”

Your boyfriend halts himself mid-sentence, round eyes blinking owlishly at your dazed expression before he follows your line of sight, chuckling when he realizes how focused you are on the tattoos on his arm. “Still loving the inks?”

You let out an affirmative hum, fingers slowly tracing the red tiger lily flower on his forearm. “You know … you never told me what your tattoos mean.”

“Really?” He lets go of your shoulder to fix his glasses before going back to his keyboard, fingers hovering over the keys and ready to type again. “I just assumed you already know some of them.”

“Well, just ones you got super early,” you say, grabbing his right arm to turn it around, searching for the tattoo you’re talking about. “Like this flower, and the Chinese saying on your elbow. And here … didn’t you use to have three stripes over here?”

“I did,” Jeongguk confirms, softly pulling his arm from your grasp to take your hand in his to offer a bargain and plead if he has to. “I’ll explain one by one, but you have to promise to let me do my assignment. It really is due tonight at eleven fifty nine, and I’m only about three-quarters done. Please, babe?”

You pout. “It’s not like I’m not letting you work on purpose …” The look Jeongguk gives you is enough to make you relent. “Okay, fine, I’ll just sit here and trace your tattoos while you explain and work on your codes.”

“Good girl.”

You refuse to admit those two words have such an effect on you that you have to hold down a shiver like Jeongguk did earlier. Instead, you move your fingers to trace your boyfriend’s skin once again, finally settling on the cover-up of the three stripes tattoo he used to have near his wrist.

“Okay, this one. Why a snake?”

Jeongguk stops typing for a second to glance at the tattoo even though he only has one involving a snake. “Oh, we start heavy,” he chuckles. “Uh … how do I say this? You know that snakes shed skin, right? They do that to give way for a new one, for me that symbolizes growth. So this snake is to say that I want to keep growing … to be a better person every day.”

“That’s very … deep of you,” you say, entranced. “What about this treble clef? Always wondered about this one, honestly, does it have to do with the fact that you used to sing in junior high?”

Your fingers brush against the musical note next to the snake, one that you remember being there since the start and didn’t undergo a cover-up.

The smile Jeongguk slips out is wistful, the way his thumb joins yours in caressing the tattoo tells you that this ink is one of the important ones for him.

“Do you see it connected to a chain?” His finger trails said chain, until it reaches a mic and further back to a clock he has near his elbow. “And it connects to a mic, then a clock with the time of my birth. It was three twenty-three, or three twenty-six? Yeah, around that time …” He continues stroking the numbers on the clock. “And you’re right. I’ve always wanted to be a singer ever since I was little, a fact I’m sure you know from all those years listening to me sing growing up.”

You do remember the times when he would sing all day, on the way to school, in between classes, on school functions, on the way home. There was never silence in your friendship, either filled by his wonderful voice or by the sound of you two bickering. You thought it was just a phase, because as soon as you stepped into high school, he closed the mic and started his rainbow-colored-tshirt phase. It never occured to you that it was a buried dream he kept alive by blowing on the dying embers.

“Why didn’t you pursue it?” Your whisper rings loud in the quiet room.

“Singing?” He shakes his head. “Too many obstacles, not enough resources. Wasn’t worth my whole life to pursue something too unclear.” His fingers brush the clock tattoo all the way to the treble clef. “This is just a tribute to my childhood, a reminder that once upon a time, there was Little Jeongguk who dreamed to sing. A reminder to keep that dream alive, even by mere inks on my arm. Who knows, maybe one day you could see me on TV, singing those crappy pop song with my melodious voice, charming everyone in town.”

Jeongguk grins, and that’s enough to tell you that he has made his peace with the situation. He taps the tattoo twice, motioning for you to continue tracing over them for new meanings and new stories.

Your finger points to the tiger lily next to the treble clef, one of your favorite tattoos of his. It’s drawn in a way that it covers three words behind it: Please love me, in bold capital letters. You wonder if the two has any connection or if it was just placed like that for creative purposes.

“It’s my birth flower,” Jeongguk starts. “Tiger lily as a birth flower symbolizes confidence, pride. I want to always be confident even in places I wouldn’t normally be, so this tattoo is just to remind me of that.” His thumb rubs over the red-orange flower fondly. “Plus, it’s pretty, don’t you think?”

“It is,” you agree, liking the ink even more after knowing the meaning behind the beautiful shape and color. You realize he missed the explanation for the three words behind the tiger lily, so you inquire with a swipe of your thumb over the black letters. “Does this have to do with the flower in any way?”

“Oh, yeah, I’ve read some people said that tiger lily also means ‘I dare you to love me’ or ‘Please love me’, so I put the two together like that,” he explains, a playful lilt suddenly present in the tone of his next words. “Kind of a nudge at you too, though, when we were going away for college and you still saw me as the scrawny kid who you’ve gone through childhood with.”

You groan. “Will you stop?? I didn’t know!”

“Well, to be fair, neither did I until too late into the college years where I couldn’t see you whenever I wanted like I had used to, so. There’s that.”

“So you just realized that you liked me after being away from me for, what, two years?”

“Yep.”

“Very late realization, indeed,” you muse. “So, tattoo tour, over?”

“You haven’t even gotten to my upper arm yet.” Jeongguk rubs over his bulging bicep all the way to his shoulder, sliding the short sleeve of his t-shirt upwards for you to get a clear view of his shoulder tattoo. “Oh, and my shoulder too.”

“Well, I’d love to, but you’ve gotten preoccupied with explaining your tattoos to me that you haven’t touched your codes for the past fifteen minutes.” You grimace while looking at the blinking cursor on his screen. “But okay, I’ll bite. What is that on your shoulder? I can’t ever seem to figure it out.”

“Supposed to be a moon,” he says nonchalantly, sliding the sleeve back down to block your view of the fading tattoo. It looks rather gray against his skin compared to the other black or colorful ones, the odd one out among the others. “But it’s kinda ruined now and I need to get it recolored or covered up, which I’m too lazy to do so it just sits there like that for now.”

“Recolored?” An idea pops into your head. “How about I recolor it for you?”

Without waiting for his answer, you proceed to lean over his torso to slide his sleeve back up before promptly sinking your teeth down on the flesh, eliciting a surprised yelp out of him. Soothing the skin with your tongue, you make sure to trace the drawing with that wet muscle of yours slowly, sensually, so he’s reminded of the reason you’re here in the first place.

When you start sucking on the reddened flesh, he lets out a shuddering breath while holding your waist in a vice grip. He doesn’t pull you away, though, so you see it as a green light to continue. Might as well take your chance while you still can.

After several more bites, licks, and sucks, you deem his skin colorful enough to pull away. You brush your thumb over the pretty artwork you’ve just done on your boyfriend, feeling proud of your “recoloring” work. “There, all recolored.”

Jeongguk lets out a huge sigh, resigned to his fate. “You’re really horny, aren’t you?”

“Very.”

“Still wet from earlier?” He lifts one eyebrow, challenging.

“Always wet for you, baby.”

“Fuck.” Jeongguk takes a glance at the clock before pulling his glasses off his nose. “We got ten minutes.” He leans forward to connect his lips to yours, this time not hesitating to use his tongue and teeth. His right hand slips underneath the band of your sweatpants, past your underwear to swipe at your clit before teasing a dip at your entrance, making you moan.

“Huh, was about to ask if ten minutes is enough,” he says before biting your bottom lip. “If you’re this wet we’re gonna finish in five.”

“Fuck, I don’t care how long, just stop teasing and make me cum already.”

“So demanding. Watch that mouth when I give you two back to back.”

“Was hoping you’d give me more—oh.”

It’s gonna be a really packed ten minutes.

a/n: jk's tattoo tour felt like a fever dream—but maybe that's just because i dreamed of him doing the exact same thing around 3 years ago.. anyway. really thankful that he decided to share such a personal part of his life to us :') any feedbacks (and maybe ideas for the next shenanigans this couple could pull off) are welcome in my askbox or here! thank you for reading :D

[dreamychuu]

kohaku oukawa x fem! reader, where reader is like mafuyu from project sekai (if yk who she, you can cancel this request if not!)

A/n : yes chu do knows who is she ! Cause prosekai is actually one of games that chu play!! , shsiajskshsb chu really love this idea fufu~! Idrk what would be the plot but i hope this work! (reader's job is not specified here but they definitely works in the ES building) , this is more into GN so I hope it's okay anon 😭

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✼ - understand you

╰┈➤ - warning : low self esteem, angst with comfort, very poorly written.

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✿ - workers can be seen doing their own work, some are carrying documents, some are doing their works with their laptops, and there are crowds of people walking around back and forth , all these things are normal or pretty usual to happend everyday at the ensemble square.

you and kohaku walk next to each other, at first you just wanted to go straight to your workplace but he said it's better to go together cause he also has a job at ES today.

Steps and steps you guys take. the sound of the steps are matching each other. The walk was silent and when kohaku was about to say something to break the silent , he was interrupted..

"[NAME] - SAN!!" , a scream of your name can be heard from afar. You turn your Head around. You smiled and greet back your fellow co-workers, your co-workers then continue talking by asking certain thing about works.

If Kohaku can be honest, he feels a little annoyed for being interrupted when he wants to say something to his girlfriend but that annoyance begins to fade and worries start to overwhelm him after he saw your smile.

He knows that smile is fake, He knows that you doesnt actually care about your fellow co-workers, he knows that you don't really want to work here, and most importanly he knows you're lost doesnt even have something to be your will to live.

He remember the first time he saw the real "you" It was at yours early relationship, at first you doesnt want him to know but one day you snapped and accidentally showed your "true self".

instead of being afraid and leaving you immediatelly , he remains loyal, and try to help you find the purpose to live.

One of the reason you work in the ES is because kohaku suggest you too , he once said "maybe you will find your will there"

But oh boy.. he was wrong all this time. Nothing has changed he can still sense the emptiness within you.

You finished talking and then say goodbye to your co-worker after chatting for a while making Kohaku who was drown from his tought to come back to reality. "Can we go to the cafetaria first? , i havent eat anything since morning", he ask in a begging tone.

After ageering the two of you take a sit at the table near the window. waiting for the food to come.. silence is between the two of you.

"aren't you tired of waiting?", the words unexpectedly come out of your mouth

He was silent for a while.

"Even if i have to wait for a hundreds years.. I do it , as long its for you" , he finally reply.

No one said anything after that even after the food is there no one said anything not even thanking the waiter for serving the order's.

Kohaku think maybe you need some alone time maybe you're being overwhelmed by him and hearing him saying that maybe make you feel more overwhelmed.

You didnt look at him in the eyes, head facing your lap, kohaku then stood up, letting his food which he hadn't even touched.

You panicked when you think he want to walk away from the table. Without realizing those unexpected word come out of your mouth "don't leave.. Please", your voice shows that you're shaking.

kohaku who was just about to bow and apologize to you didnt expect those words came out of your Mouth.. Hell he even thought he was dreaming.

But unlike usual words come out of your mouth. He can feel these words are real.. Most likely from your hidden feelings.

Tears slowly falling from your eyes, seeing the tears came out of your eyes.. kohaku then take a sit next to you.

His hand on your shoulder, when he was about to pull you closer to him you already lean your body on his. Your head placed in his chest. Sob can be heard from you.

He moved his hand right hand to the back of your Head and start carresing your hair.

He then whisper to your ears that he would never leave you and give some apology.

His voice and words are soft for someone who have a sharp touge.

You can feel something weird in your chest was like someone filled the emptiness within you.

But instead of paying attention to it you decide just to cherish this moment with him.

[ginnsbaker]

Wow what a fucking chapter my heart is so sad

Wanda please stop missing your therapy it is wa doing you so much good. But also im glad she put her foot down with y/n because we all know she couldn’t go down that road again.

Natasha. The way she said they deserve each other. Heartbreaking. The whole encounter was just sad. It did spark like my protective instincts tho when she asked wanda why she couldn’t stay away, cos uno I actually think on the whole she did. Well not at the start but certainly as time went on. Would nat have preferred wanda didn’t call reader about sparky?? Just saying if something happened to my fur baby and no one told me heads would fucking roll. So like she can’t really be mad about that. i think she’s just full of anger towards reader to wanda maybe to yelena for getting involved and maybe herself for not being able to do anything really and shes just expressing that anger in all the wrong ways.

The whole bar thing, the fact reader couldn’t sleep with someone else because it felt like betraying wanda is just sad because it makes that wound deeper cos they couldn’t do it to wanda now and yet somehow wanda did it while they were married just a very sad parallel.

And oh boy the thing i have been waiting for. My first thoughts are reader is gonna do something stupid and wanda is going to be so mad. I get why pietro has done what he has he doesn’t want to see wanda in the same position again. He wants to protect her and its easy for me to say he should trust her because shes been making good progress and put a stop to it however when she’s been missing therapy sessions its understandable why pietro doesnt trust wanda’s judgement and just general ability to look after herself and do what she needs to do for her own sake. Even if I understand pietros point I don’t think wanda’s going to be happy about it i think she’ll feel that it wasn’t his choice to make but at the same time y/n needed to know and was wanda ever going to tell? I’m not sure. Reader im worried about, already incredibly unstable im not sure whats going to happen. I think it can go a number of ways. Maybe distance from wanda or maybe confront wanda or god forbid they’re gonna end up doing something incredibly stupid that gets them hospitalised. I do think they needed to know tho. And they definitely need therapy.

I hope you know this is going to be on my mind for the rest of the day and im gonna be counting down until part 2. Im not sure how things are gonna improve from here or who (other than reader and wanda) things are gonna improve for maybe nat? Maybe yelena and kate? Im so ready

-🧃

HIIIII!

Wanda is just taking a break from therapy because she knows therapist will tell her to concentrate on what's best for her but sometimes... we can't ignore the nagging feeling that someone needs us, yknow?

"Just saying if something happened to my fur baby and no one told me heads would fucking roll" -> you know, i think people who don't own pets will NEVER understand how critical it is to be informed about your pet especially if this pet is the child of divorce!

we will see tonight the aftermath of R finding out

things are going to improve from here. i think i will throw my laptop across the room if i hurt these character any further

there will be closure for our pairs :)

thank you as always for your wonderful, wonderful commentaries! whenever i read your thoughts, i always go like this:

[katethewriter]

hey! i just wanted to tell you that you seem like a really nice person. whenever im on your blog i always see you being so kind and patient to everyone. Also if you want a request for the fluff fic, maybe wandanat x reader and one of them is sick and the other two take care of them or something (they could be denying if you want angst). Feel free to ignore this and sorry if this doesnt make sense, English isnt my first or second language 😅. have a great day! -🩴

Thank you :) I try to do my best. I will absolutely NOT ignore this! I’ve actually been wanting to write something based off greys anatomy episode where Callie gets the chicken pox, so this ask is perfect! I hope you enjoy! ❤️

Little White Lie

Pairing: WandaNat x Reader

Words: 1.3k~

Summary: Wanda comes down with a case of the chickenpox. You don’t react as well as you would have liked. 

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It’s truly amazing how loud silence can be. The whispered turning of pages in a book. A symphony of keyboard keys clicking away tirelessly. A group of people focused individually, comfortable in the silence. 

Wanda stops typing. Her head hangs back with a sigh. She has been working on this mission report for over an hour, and she’s still only halfway through. 

From your seat next to her, you look up from your book, “you ok?”

She nods, “yeah, I just got a headache.” Closing her laptop, she stands from the table, “I’m gonna grab some coffee.” Your girlfriend leans down to kiss the top of your head, but you reach up to her.

You pull her down by the back of her neck until her ear is level with your lips, “I know a cure for a headache that doesn’t involve coffee.” You release her neck and smirk at the blush filling her cheeks. 

Wanda quickly peaks around the room to see if any of the other teammates heard your little exchange. Confident that they are none the wiser, she grins at you, grabbing your hand to pull you in the direction of the door. 

Giggling, you drop the book on the table, completely forgotten. You don’t even bother to mark the page. 

The two of you barely make it to the first empty meeting room before you are on each other. You kiss her passionately, pushing her against the wall until your bodies are flush to one another. 

Your hands rest on her hips, and her hands come up to your face. It feels like every inch of you is pressing into her, and she’s warm, like warmer than normal warm. You hadn’t noticed it back in the common room, but now with her pressed against you, its apparent. 

“You’re hot,” you pull back, but she quickly kisses you again. 

“You’re hot too, detka,” she whispers against your lips before pulling you back in.

You reach up to feel her forehead, and like you expected its definitely warmer than it should be. “No, you’re hot,” you step away from her now, “you have a fever.”

Peaking from under the collar of her shirt, you see a red spot. “What is that?” You grab her arm and push up her sleeve revealing several more of these red spots, “oh my god, you have chickenpox.”

You step away from her fully, and she looks between you and her arm with wide eyes.

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You have to admit she looks pitiful. Sitting on the medbay bed, Wanda is covered head to toe in red spots.

“Please detka, I feel fine,” she begs, but you stand your ground, staring at her from the doorway. “I just want to go back to our room.”

“No can do, Wanda,” Bruce says from behind you. “You are highly contagious right now. If you step foot outside of this room, you will touch walls and door knobs. You could start an outbreak through out the compound.”

You smile at her sadly, “I’m sorry baby, you just have to stay in here for a little while until its cleared up.”

Wanda slumps into the bed, “will you sit with me at least please?” 

“I’m sorry baby, but I’ve never had the chickenpox before, and I never got the vaccine,” you nod your head in the direction of Bruce behind you, “like Bruce said, chickenpox are contagious.” You didn’t think it was possible, but somehow the brunette frowns even more. You can only smile sympathetically as she reaches up to her neck and begins to run her nails along the irritated skin. 

“Don’t scratch.”

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“Oh wow,” Natasha says as she takes in the sight of Wanda sitting on a bed in the medbay. She’s clearly miserable, red spots covering her skin. 

“Yeah,” you reply. 

Natasha has just returned from a mission. You told her of what was going on, but seeing it for herself was something different entirely. “How are you feeling detka?”

Wanda looks up with tears in her eyes, “please let me scratch.” She holds up her hands that have now been wrapped in white gauze to keep her from scratching. “I need to really bad,” she begs, “please just one.” She brings one wrapped up hand to her neck. Rubbing her covered hand up and down the red spots there.

You raise an eyebrow like you have been a lot the past two days, “don’t scratch, it’ll scar.” 

“I don’t care, please,” she pleads.

Natasha decides to take pity on her, “ok, hold on.” She walks into the room.

“She’s contagious,” you grab her arm before she makes it into the room. 

The widow shrugs, “Red Room was very particular about vaccinations. Can’t complete a mission if you’re getting sick all the time.” She kisses your cheek, “its ok, I’ll take over from here, malyshka.”

Natasha crosses the room and climbs onto the bed. She lays down, pulling Wanda to lay with her. You watch from the doorway as the redhead begins to gently rub the witch’s arm with the palm of her hand. The brunette sighs in relief and relaxes for the first time in two days.

“Better?” 

She only nods with a smile. 

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“I should be in there,” you sigh. Watching your girlfriends through the glass wall of the med bay room, you kick yourself for being such an idiot. Natasha continues to gently rub her palm over Wanda’s skin. They laugh and smile while the redhead provides much needed relief for the itching. 

“Don’t be jealous,” Bruce reassures you, “they both still love you. It’s just that Natasha is immune, and you’re not. Once Wanda is all healed up, you’ll be back together just like before.” You both stand in silence for a moment. You are watching your girlfriends while Bruce writes in Wanda’s file. 

“I’ve had the chickenpox,” you admit. Bruce looks up from his paperwork to you. “I told her hadn’t, but I have. I lied to my girlfriends because....” you sigh trying to find the right words, “...because she is just so beautiful. I was scared with pox and the ooze and the fever... I just... I wanted to stay in the honeymoon phase... you know?”

You look to Bruce who gives you an almost deer in the headlights look. “So, I lied like an idiot and now,” you wave an arm in the direction of your girlfriends, “they’re in there and I should be too, but I can’t.”

You roll your eyes at yourself and sigh. Quickly you turn and head to your room to go to bed. 

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Restlessly, you roll back and forth in the sheets. Since you have been with Wanda and Nat, you’ve rarely, if ever, had to sleep alone. The few nights you did have to sleep alone went about as well as tonight has. 

Rolling over, you take a glimpse at the clock on the bedside table, 2:16 am. You groan and roll over again. Trying anything you can to find a position that will be comfortable enough for you to sleep. 

You know its hopeless.

There’s no way you are going to get any sleep without Wanda or Natasha. You sigh, knowing what you have to do. Throwing back the covers, you make your way to the medbay. 

When you get there, you find them fast asleep in each other’s arms. You don’t hesitate any longer. 

Entering the room, you tiptoe over to the bed, trying to be careful not to wake them up. A delicate kiss is placed on both of their foreheads. You lay down on the other side of Wanda so she is sandwiched between you and Natasha.

The brunette stirs in her sleep, thus pulling the redhead from her slumber. Wanda peaks through her eyes to look at you. “What are you doing?” she mumbles tiredly. Sleep has made her voice groggy, “you’ll get the chickenpox.” 

You smile and stroke her cheek, “so I get the chickenpox.” 

Wanda gives you the biggest smile she can while being half asleep. Her eyes close again as she drifts back into unconsciousness, and you are not far behind her.

[naoyas90dayfiance]

(NSFW) Be my girl Naoya Zen'in x F!Reader

NSFW Be my girl Naoya Zen'in x F!Reader

Only +18 readers, please 💖. No minors.

Word count: 4k

Dedicated to: the anon and a current bestie on my blog that said they would like this idea to be written. i hope you like it c:

Summary: You're a young college professor who happens to upset the Zen'in Naoya, the son of the founder of the university. Don't worry, though, he wants to give you a chance of making things right.

Fic's ingrendients: penetrative sex, oral sex (m. and f. receiver), misogynistic underlines, slight manipulation, very graphic descriptions of sexual activities

Warning: the reader is being recorder without her consent but naoya makes sure that it doesnt affect u dont worry just trust him.

💖fic under the cut💖

"Does someone have any questions about Kant's theory on morality?" Your students remained silent, their eyes glued to your figure behind the podium. Some of them were still taking notes from the slides projecting on the wall behind you.

"You're dismissed for today," you said after a minute of silence passed. 

The room became chaotic. Everyone was closing their notebooks, putting their pencils away, taking out their phones and starting conversations with each other. That's when you heard it:

"I hope you learned something today, misogynistic jerkface," a girl with brown hair shouted across the room. Her eyes popped out of her face when she gazed upon Naoya, who chuckled at her comment.

"Know your place, Misao," the comment made you look up from your notes. 

"You don't know your place. You are always telling women, and to my friend, that her stupid role with your stupid ass was to serve you and walk behind you. You're a user," you could hear the adrenaline starting to accumulate in your female student's voice. "You're misogynistic, dumb, retarded, IMMORAL and-" 

"Misao, plea-," you tried to intervene but were interrupted.

"Every woman has the role to serve her man," your eyes darted to the fake blonde in the front line. He had already picked up his things.

"Naoya," you loudly said. "don't talk to your classmates like that. If you have a belief, which is outdated by the way, then keep it to yourself and don't harm others with it." All of your students cheered, men and women alike. "Do not bring that kind of thinking to this classroom. And make sure to check yourself first, it's clear that you have a problem." Your students audibly clapped to your comment. You could feel a sense of pride in your chest. However, you couldn't miss the rageful and predatory look Naoya was giving you.

After the big moment passed, you found yourself picking up your notes and pens. Then, as the students left, but one, you went to your laptop and turned it off along with the projector that you used for the class. Finally, you heard the door of the classroom close.

"I can fire you for what you did," you deeply inhaled after hearing Naoya's comments.

"Zen'in, I will not tolerate disrespectfulness in my classroom."

"She was disrespecting me."

"It sounded like something you started."

"What happens outside of the classroom is none of your business."

"And you can't tell me you're going to fire me."

"Why not?"

"You're not my superior."

"My father owns the place."

“There he is again,” you thought.

"I will not tolerate bad behavior from my students, my superiors, or their children."

"You should. After all, you're getting paid more than the rest," you looked at him with widened eyes. "Don't you think I don't know about your raise. My uncle approved it, it was because of your nice ass," you furrowed your brows, your heart started to beat  faster for the younger Zen'in exposed your sudden raise of salary that no one told you from where it came from. 

"You're young. You obviously don't realize the benefits that being a woman brings to you," Naoya was now walking towards your desk. You started to put your things inside of your briefcase faster. 

"Don't touch me," you flinched when you felt Naoya's hand on your shoulder. He was now looking down on you.

"Drop the act, there are no more students here. Your hour passed and you're not my professor anymore. You're only a pretty girl, who is quite young to be here. How old were you again?" Naoya's eyes were now examining your features, his gaze went not-so-discreetly to the outline of your bust.

"That's none of your business." 

"Uh? Professor Y/N is a private person, I see. I do remember reading that you were younger than me."

"If that bothers you, then study and work more and try to get to where I am," you locked eyes with him, your chest felt hot in a mix of emotions. 

"Didn't know that my pretty girl could bite. You looked so innocent in the photo of your resume," Naoya's hand went again to your shoulder. You parted your lips to answer him. "Don't, don't interrupt me. Prof. You're taking it the wrong way. I just want to teach you something about people's roles and their benefits. Come on, teaching you a lesson makes me feel as smart as you. Besides, I know you like me. I saw it in your eyes when we first met," your eyes widened at his remark. You didn't dare to lie to something so obvious, especially when you made him sit in the front line and help you around the campus. 

Naoya was now caressing your waist, you tried to move away but he grabbed you with both of his rough hands. 

"Listen to me."

"Don't touch me," you shyly said.

"Don’t you like it?" Naoya's grip on your waist tightened, and the goosebumps of your skin gave you away. "Yes, you do."

"Professor, I like you too," Naoya's lips got dangerously close to the lobe of your ear, and his hot breath made you shiver again. "If I had you, I wouldn't need to fool around," Naoya lightly started to nib the lobe . His hands now pulled you towards his body that was leaning against your fixed-to-the-floor desk. "You're the prettiest girl here," Naoya finally whispered, you could feel how his saliva turned cold in your ear, making you clench your insides.

"I'll let go of what happened earlier if you become my girl." Naoya took your hand with his right one, and placed a soft kiss on your knuckles. His eyes expressed softness and even admiration, he looked vulnerable and inviting.

"Let me go," you looked away, avoiding his golden eyes.

"That's not an answer," Naoya took your chin and made you keep eye contact with him.

"I don't know," Naoya smiled at the possibility of you considering his offer. 

"Come on, I know you want me, too," Naoya happily laughed as he pulled you closer and closer to his body. His right hand went to the first button of your shirt. "You can have the future owner of this place, and I'll have the smart pretty girl," You could feel your mind clouding with his cologne, his hot touch almost made it too much for you to keep your consciousness. 

"Y/N?" Naoya worriedly eyed you as you didn't react to him undoing your button. 

"I have to go," you put your hands on Naoya's chest and pushed yourself away. Then, dizzily took your briefcase and left the classroom while buttoning up your shirt.

Naoya exited the room a minute after you, his bag covering the outline of his half-hard dick. He had a pleased smile on his face as he walked towards the nearest bulletin board. There, he found out that you will be in your office that afternoon.

"Come in," you said loud enough for the person on the other side of the door to hear. You lifted your face from your laptop and saw how the handle was turned. Your eyes rolled when the bleached hair of Naoya Zen'in popped up through the door.

"Leave," Naoya entered the room and closed the door behind him.

"Professor, I'm sorry," the words you heard made you look at Naoya's serious face.

"Ok. Now, leave," You managed to gain composure even if you felt your heart melting when he looked like a kicked puppy.

"I need to talk to you," Naoya discreetly put the lock on the door before he started to walk towards your desk and took a seat in front of you. You didn't reply or acknowledge his uninvited move.

"I was wrong," you didn't even flinch at his statement.

"Do you think you were right for doing what you did in the classroom?"

"No."

"Yes, you do."

"I don't."

"You nodded while saying no. You think it was okay." Naoya loudly tsks at you. His face changed into a mischievous one, his brows were raised and now his elbows were on your desk, he used his hands to hold his amused face.

"I see why you got hired. You're a smart cookie," you didn't reply. "don't think I'm lesser than you. This is my second degree; and soon I'll be your coworker," Naoya took your pen from your hand and started to fidget with it. He then pointed at you with it.

"Does that work for you to be my girlfriend? Think about it. It's a convenient relationship."

"You claim to be superior to me and you're acting like a high-schooler."

"You liked what I did in the classroom," you opened a new file on your laptop and started to read it.

"All of that morality, you know it's only a suggestion, right? No one will be affected if you and I have a thing here. Or even a relationship," Naoya leaned even more into your desk, to the point that he could read the same file as you were.

"Y/N," Naoya called out. You looked his way, and saw how he got up from his seat. His bag was on the floor. He circled around and got next to you, you could see his erection straining his beige pants. 

Naoya kneeled down in front of you and started to undo your shirt one button at the time. When he finally exposed your breasts, his mouth attacked your mounts and sucked on the skin, leaving marks of his teeth in the sensitive area. He cupped your boobs with his hands and pushed them upwards so he could have a better access to nib and lick. 

Naoya lifted your bra, and exposed your now-naked breast that fell under it. His mouth and tongue sucked and licked on your erected left nipple, while his other hand pinched the right one. You were clenching at each movement of his tongue, and at the sound of Naoya's light moans when sucking on your breasts. 

After your left nipple was glistening with his saliva, he moved on to the right one. His gasps and eagerness made you cream under his touch, your hands were caressing his soft and silky hair. The overload of sensations made you moan alongside him.

"They're better than what I imagined," Naoya finally said as he left your salivated nipples exposed to the cold air, making them perk to an impossible extent. 

Naoya undid the last buttons of your shirt and unclasped your bra. He then slid your garments off your upper body as you stayed there, drunk at the older man's pampering. 

"Don't know why you're working," Naoya glanced at your naked tits and squeezed them with his hands, he also slapped them lightly to make them jiggle. "you're the type of woman that men would risk their wealth for," your pussy clenched on itself once again. 

Naoya stood up, his hands now were on yours. He delicately helped you get on your feet, then he patted the surface of your wooden desk. 

"Sit, love." 

You followed his suggestion, and sat on it. Naoya placed his hands on your knees and parted them to make more space for himself. Once he and you were at the same height, Naoya’s lips went to your neck, and you couldn't help but let out a moan of relief, cherishing the texture of his soft lips against your sensitive skin. Your hands traveled to his clothed back to pull him towards your naked torso. Your moaning was accompanied by some yelps when you fell him digging his teeth on your collarbone and then licking them expertly. 

"Naoya," you moaned. 

"My love," Naoya mumbled before finally his lips met yours.

The first peck felt like fireworks, and the second one was sensual as  he pulled the tip of his tongue out to caress your lips. You opened your mouth and gave him enough space to play in your warmth. 

As he massaged your wet tongue with his, you arched your back and pressed your breasts on his chest. His hands were now on your lower back, caressing your sides. You could feel his callous fingers touching your sensitive waist and hips. Your skin was beyond aroused. You cupped his face and locked him a loud and erotic kiss with your tongues. 

Naoya's hands kept traveling downward until he placed them on the beginning of your buttcheeks. He gently patted them and broke the kiss.

"Bend for me," you looked into his eyes and with a parted mouth and agitated breath you thought about the situation twice. 

You could make an excuse for the make out session, but no for intercourse. 

"The door is locked," he reassured you and your face widened at the possibility of one of your students entering the room while Naoya had your tits in his face. You hid your face on his chest as you were feeling the sense of shame.

"I'll take care of you," Naoya softly caressed your hair. "Let me make you feel good," Naoya took your chin and lifted your face to place a loving peck on your lips. 

"We don't have a condom," Naoya chuckled at your comment. His free hand went to his pocket and when he felt the texture of plastic, he pulled out a rubber from his pocket. You quizzically looked at his face, a sudden hot burst of irrational jealousy took over your chest. Naoya quickly picked it. 

"I'll only use them with you from now on," he grinned and playfully kissed you once again. 

"Naoya, no. I can't do this. You were with your classmate. It's wrong."

"Don't use the morality card now. Everything was going fine, you're just jealous," you tried to get off the desk, but Naoya had locked you in with his strong arms once again. "Babe, look at me," You begrudgingly looked at his lustful eyes. "I didn't have sex with your students," your mind clouded with lust tried to think rationally and examined his face in search for lies. 

"You're lying," you didn't have any proof this time, but you wanted to see his reaction.

"Damn it, I'm not," Naoya held your cheeks with his hand, his lust and anger from your defiance didn't allow him to think straight and keep up the suave act. 

"Then what about that other girl?" You cringed at your words, you had put yourself at the same level of your students, and now were acting as Naoya's jealous girlfriend. 

"Nothing. It was a date and it was fucking boring," you looked at Naoya's desperate reaction to get you to believe him. You didn't see any nods or weird moves to be convinced that he wasn't saying the truth.

"You're my girl now, Y/N," he had let your cheeks go, his hands were again on your sides, trying to soothe your jealousy and his own anger. You closed your eyes at the delicious caresses he was placing on your body. 

"Bend for me," Naoya whispered in your ear, making your body shiver.

You placed your hands on his biceps, and gasped at the hard feeling under his cotton white shirt, Naoya flexed more his arms for you and you played along by squeezing his muscles. Both of you let out a giggle as he took a step back and waited for you to unbutton your pants. 

"Turn around," he said. 

Your fingers were on the waist of your garments, but before you could pull it down, Naoya's bigger ones replaced your own. Soon enough, he kneeled down in front of your bum and took off your black pants.

As you stood with an almost-naked behind in front of him, you expected for a comment on your lace panties or your body. Instead, you felt teeth digging harshly on the side of your right buttcheek. You let out a yelp, which made Naoya laugh while he was now kneading your buttocks and roughly biting all around. 

"The shape drives me mad," you could hear him mumble as he went again and bit you around your behind. 

"Naoya," you tried to say but it was hard because his touches made you giggle out of slight embarrassment for being exposed to such a handsome man. 

"Bend," Naoya slapped your butt. His eyes were fixed on the movement the skin made when he squeezed it and spanked it. 

You placed your elbows on the desk and tried to look back at your lover who had stopped his touches. 

"I like your set," Naoya said when he realized that you were matching your underwear that day. You thanked him and waited for his next move. 

You felt how his index fingers took the elastic band of your panties and started to pull them down, exposing your wet and swollen cunt to the cold air of the room. You clenched once again at the delicious feeling of it. 

"Do that around my cock," your heart skipped a beat when you realized that Naoya had witnessed you clenching, which made your body do it again even if your mind was ashamed. "Just like that. God." 

You let out a moan of pleasure when you felt Naoya's lips meeting your hole, the soft plush kissed your clenching and moist entrance. 

"Be good for me, and part your legs wider," you followed Naoya's suggestion, your feet placing themselves further apart. 

Soon enough, you felt how Naoya's warm tongue circled your entrance, picking up your arousal and taking it into his mouth for him to taste. 

"Even your pussy tastes good," Naoya said while he stood up, a proud smile was on your face.

You heard the clicking metal hitting against itself as Naoya undid his belt, and then slid his zipper down. The smooth sound of fabric going down and hitting the floor got to your ears before everything became silent. 

A few seconds passed, and before you could look back to confirm what Naoya was doing, you felt a hot object pressing against your entrance. You felt how the plush of Naoya's thick dick head was collecting your moisture from your pussy. 

Naoya placed his hand on your glute, the other held his dick as he kept joining his precum with your moisture, and enjoying how the lines of arousal joined your pussy with him. When he felt he already had his fun, he put the condom, aligned himself with your entrance and slowly pushed forward. 

Naoya let out a throaty moan of relief when his head was opening your hole wide to make room for him. He tilted his head to get a good angle and slowly pushed himself inside your cunt until you were wide open for his cock.

Naoya took your hip with his left hand, and with his right he touched the front of your thigh and placed his middle finger between your pussy lips until he found your clit. Naoya first began to circle your clitoris with his thick and rough finger, making you moan and clench on him. 

"Move, please."

Naoya followed your plea and rocked his hips slow enough so he could see how your hole got wider when he pushed his thick base inside you. Naoya felt his orgasm approaching him when he noticed how your arousal was glistening the shaft of his cock. He let out a sigh at the sight and closed his eyes, his middle finger expertly kept circling your clit and his cock was entering you with a steady and slow pace. 

Your moans were filling the room, each one becoming more obsene than the other as you felt your walls spamming on Naoya's cock, his dick was deliciously twitching inside you and his finger was driving you to the edge. 

As you let out a final moan of pleasure when you finally came down from your orgasm, you looked back to see Naoya focused on the way you creamed around his cock, covering it completely until some of it got to his balls. Your orgasm was so intense that your mixed juices ran down your inner thigh, the cold sensation almost made you shiver. 

"My pretty girl needed some cock, huh?" Naoya smirked when he locked eyes with you, his wet middle finger was now caressing your lips, you playfully licked them and took in your own orgasm. He smirked at you and pulled his hips from your cunt. You looked at him with furrowed brows as you felt him leaving your pussy. 

"Is something wrong?"

"Get on your knees," Naoya said as he took a step back. His right hand, the one he used to play with your pussy, was around his painfully hard and wet cock. He removed the condom and pumped himself slowly as he saw your ass moving, then his eyes went to your naked breasts and to your pretty face when you kneeled down in front of him.

You looked at him with doe eyes, but still opened your mouth near the tip of his cock. His hand was still pumping his cock and he felt that burning desperation growing in his chest. "Do something, damn it."

You chuckled at his desperation and replaced Naoya's hand with your own, your tongue was licking and circling his wet tip that tasted salty. You took his shaft in your hand and did your best to pump his cock. Naoya's breath had deepened as his eyes were glued to you, licking his exposed dick. 

"I can get off from your pretty face alone," Naoya praised you, which gave you enough motivation to take his warm cock into your mouth. You moaned when you felt him lightly twitch inside it. 

You bobbed your head around his shaft, making him groan from the friction you gave him against your tongue and lips. 

His hands became nervous and fidget with your hair, it was a significant contrast from yours that were calmly caressing and fondling his heavy balls. 

The sight of him was enough for you to come once again. He was breathing faster, his lips were parted lips as he let out his groans; his eyes were glued to you, he was clearly burning in his memory every moment of you sucking his cock.

Suddenly, you felt how Naoya pulled back his hips, leaving you confused as he pulled out his dick from your mouth. Naoya took his cock in his hand and furiously pumped it until he was loudly moaning, his eyes were squinted and his breathing became erratic, the muscles of his well-toned abs were twitching. You noticed the man was about to cum, and you opened your mouth and placed it near the raging red head of his cock. You licked it and wet it with your tongue until Naoya was shooting his load on your mouth, some ropes of cum hit the back of your throat, others fell to the floor and some lay on your breasts. 

You giggled at the scene in front of you, as Naoya kept moaning and unloading his balls on your body. His eyes were fully closed and his expression was as he had seen God at that moment. 

When the final drops of his cum fell on your lips, Naoya released his cock that kept standing and pointing at you, but with a slight drop on the erection. The man was also panting and looked at you on your knees with loving eyes for a second, then he smiled and joined you in your intimate after sex moment. 

You stood up and sat on your desk again, facing him. Naoya put his hands on your knees and you parted your legs open for him, he was close enough so you could see every detail of his golden eyes and hear his breath. As a non-calculated movement, you hugged him and he returned the hug back. 

"I'll make them delete the footage," you furrowed your brows.

"What footage?"

"There are cameras in these offices," Naoya felt when you let him go and looked him in the eyes, your face dropped at his sudden revelation. "Don't worry, sweetie. This was our moment," Naoya cupped your face. You opened your eyes wide at the realization that he had sex with you in your office so you'll be with him as his obedient partner. "I won't let them see my girl like that. No one will know," Naoya smiled and kissed your cum-flavored lips. "Just play your role as my girl from now on.".

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"Can I ask you something?"

♤ In which haikyuu boys ask you personal questions ♤

Pairings: iwaizumi x reader, osamu x reader, kuroo x reader All gn!!

Warnings: mentions of death(not the characters), suggestive topics, mentions of daddy issues, mention of past troubles, insecurities, mentions of exs cheating, crying

Genre: fluff, slightly angsty but still fluffy.

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A/N: In honour of mental health month I wanted to write this piece to make you guys feel loved by the boys ! You are loved and cared for and as much as I hated hearing it but things WILL get better. Stay strong I want you to fight.- Kira

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Miya Osamu

You and your boyfriend were cuddling against one another in your bed it was a routine you both loved doing on your free days. Basking in each others warmth while talking about your days and what the future holds.

Osamu's laugh rang through the bedroom walls while he played with your hair. "And then she literally drops her cake right onto my laptop and it freakin' broke it!!" "Ma god angel was tha cake that hard?" "You have no idea how much I wanted to punch her for one, baking a cake that was literally so hard if I ate a rock it would've been softer and two for breaking my freaking laptop !".

Osamu chuckled once again as he kissed your forehead and you frowning because of how can he find the awful events that you've been dealing with all week funny at all.

"There there angel A don't want ya getting forehead wrinkles from frowning too hard ya know." He chuckled while poking your ticklish sides earning a slap on his hand. "Jeez I think I'd literally cry if I ever got them." Osamu smiled against your hairline as the conversation came to a halt maybe this was the right moment to ask what he's been thinking about all week he thought.

"Angel can a ask you something?". You tilted your head to look at him while he gazed right back at you while popping an eyebrow at his question "is your question going to be 'can ya help me get off?' ? Because your answer is no."

Osamu chuckled and rolled his eyes at your so bold statement just a while back in your relationship you'd be blushing profusely if he made any type of suggestive comment wondering what happened to his innocent S/o.

"Nah angel I'm serious here". Noticing his serious features you decided to nod and see what he has to say.

Gulping he decided to ask away. "What made ya believe in love again? Ya know after yer ex had cheated on ya?" Your eyes widened at his sudden question earning a worried panicked look from him. Looking around the room to avoid this awkward situation he put himself into "Y-ya dont hafta answer ya know A- a Just couldn't-" "you."

His eyes met yours with a dumb founded expression you deciding to continue on since there was no backing down now. I mean you always knew that one day he'd ask you about it but it still made you sink a bit when he did.

"I mean sure of course there would be times where you smelled different or something and I'd panic or times you got so many notifications on your phone and i'd let my past get the better of me and snoop but after 3 months of dating, you told me something that just healed everything I've been through."

You smiled at him and he looked back at you with a curious look to what his so called healing words were.

"You told me you loved me. And I know that sounds so stupid" you laughed heavily releasing the lump in your throat.

"But the way you looked at me was like an unspoken promise to never hurt me like he did." You shrugged smiling at him and burying your face against his chest.

Osamu was dumbfounded by your response sure he knew he might be the reason but confirmation doesnt make the love sick smug grin on his face and the warmth rising to it any less effective.

He held you as tight as he can. "God angel ya really know how to get a man flustered say how bout ya help me get o-" "no" "Angelllllllllllll" you scoffed at him and hit his chest. "Shut up and sleep Miya" to which he laughed at the sound of his last name even when you were upset and you addressed him by his last name he can't help but smile at how beautiful it sounded coming from you. "Yer breaking ma heart here angel don't make me take yer cuddling rights." Chuckling as your grip around him tightened and drifting off to sleep together while he played with your hair.

Making mental note to always be the one who heals you forever because you were the one who healed him too and God did he love you so much for everything that you did.

Iwaizumi Hajime

Today was your regular late night drive throughs and talks about your life while stuffing your face with fast food with your beefy athletic trainer boyfriend.

As you brought the sandwich to your mouth and took a big bite you moaned at the heavenly taste earning a chuckle from the green eyed man next to you.

"Can't believe I'm not the one who's making you moan that way but a sandwich."

You rolled your eyes at his snarky comment while stuffing your mouth with the sandwich "shushth up iwa-chanth".

"Jeez who knew romance was dead L/n and I told you stop calling me that and don't speak with a mouth full last time you did you had to clean my car seat" he laughed earning an intensive glare his way from you.

You swallowed and thought about a good come back for a second. "I wasn't the one who threw up in my cup holder was I? Iwaaa-chaaaannnn" making sure to drag the annoying nickname out just to tease him.

He rolled his eyes at you "you're such a brat, doll and you know how I can't deal with spicy food who's fault was that?" You laughed "oh shut up, you loved me for the after care you got Hajime." "I'll think about it."

Smacking his chest lightly as you both laughed into the night.

Should I ask ? I really don't want to pry. I mean it's been weeks since they've told me about it and I dont want them to feel alone maybe I shouldn't ask them iwaizumi thought to himself while staring at the sandwich in his hands. But before he could decide he was snapped back to reality by your voice "not hungry Haji?" Before he could settle on a decision the words have already come out of his mouth.

"Doll can I ask you something?" You raised an eye brow at his sudden serious tone and you nodded "of course, anything haji-baby" feeling the atmosphere turn tense you decided to pull out the favourite nick name card and he smiled nervously.

"Do you miss her?" You felt your heart sink. Your friend had gotten into an accident talking with her boyfriend while driving resulting them in a critical state which lead to them passing away. You smiled weakly.

"Yes I do.." he stared at you worried that he might've crossed a line or broke a boundary but before he could overthink you opened your mouth to speak again.

"But you know, my care taker always told me something that always stuck to me about death. They said Nobody dies before age" he frowned confusingly. "What do you mean?" He asked eager to know what your statement meant.

"It means that when a person passes away they've served their purpose and they accomplished what they wanted to on earth so they go into their next step. A life even better than what they've gotten." You gazed at him smiling of course it hurt, alot but your friend was very successful and very happy when you went to the funeral and walked up to her casket the way she lied there was a peaceful sight. Slight smile on her face despite her body being cold.

As much as it hurt saying good bye you couldn't help but smile at how happy she looked to earn peace of an even better life in the next. Leaving her pain behind her.

Iwaizumi reached to hold your hand thinking he couldn't possibly be more in love how foolish he thought.

"You're really strong you know that?" You laughed heavily squeezing his hand while a few tears slipped out of your eyes. "Its a part of life you know its just it always hurts when they leave but it makes me at ease knowing that something better is out there for them."

You looked up at your boyfriend who was tearing up in front of you exchanging silent smiles and promises to never be sad when anything happens to you both individually because at the end of the day the light at the end of the tunnel is always brighter than the start.

Kissing in the dead of night as a confirmation to what you both were thinking and agreeing to your promise. While he held you in his arms remembering to always make you feel better because even though his job was draining coming home to you and embracing you was something that always, always made him feel better. Hoping that it would be your cure as well.

Kuroo Tetsuro

"Kitten! Come help me with this!" Kuroo whined as he was trying to hang up the drawn portrait of your pet dog on the wall. Today was just a normal lazy day in the kuroo & L/n household. "Tetsu- stop whining can't you see I'm busy here" you rolled your eyes at your 6'2 pouting boyfriend who's suddenly bad at everything he can do alone knowing damn well he just uses it as an excuse to be close to you.

Despite what everyone thought of Kuroo he sure was the clingy type in fact if you got up to the bathroom during the night he'd whine about how you don't love him anymore because you left his arms.

Walking over to you trying to put the portrait into different frames you had placed on the floor deciding which one would look the best on the wall. He crouched down to your level and hugged you from behind while resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Kitten don't use that sassy tone with me I'm still your senpai chibi-chan." You giggled and rolled your eyes at his silly nickname "you know that it's been 5 years since high school right ?" He smirked at you and kissed your neck earning a whimper from you at the warm sensation. "But you're still my chibi-chan" "whatever you say captain"

you smiled at his warmth while sliding the portrait out of the frame you put it in. "Say chibi-chan, why don't you start calling me captain in bed?" You looked at him with the best deadpan expression you could make while he wiggled his eyebrows at you as a way to say 'whatcha think???' "No". You answered back.

you stood up grabbing the frame you thought fit best on the wall and he followed you like a lost puppy "oooohhh come on chibi-chan, how would that hurt? You refused to call me daddy you know!" You laughed at his annoying smug grin and rolled your eyes at his pouty face.

"I'm not calling you captain testu- besides why isn't testu enough for you? Sex is supposed to be intimate why would I call you something that I don't like thinking about." You chuckled,

but he knew better than anyone that your chuckle wasn't because you thought it was funny but because you were hiding the slight pain in your voice.

If you had anything common with kuroo it was that your home wasn't as perfect either. Your father was indeed home and he lived with you guys but if he wasn't it would've probably been for the better. And he knew about that.

"Kitten can I ask you something?" You rolled your eyes thinking this was going to be another bribe for you to call him some nick name during sexual intercourse but decided to play along. "Aye aye captain ask away." Popping the cardboard open to place the portrait inside the decided frame you heard him swallow and he opened his mouth to talk.

"Is it because of him?" You almost dropped the portrait from your hands. Grip hardening on the piece of paper in your hold.

You looked at him sadness reflecting your eyes trying to hide it behind your weak smile. You nodded. "Yeah. It is".

You didn't notice how your hand started shaking becoming angry and over rushed with every negative emotion in your body tears swelling up your eyes not noticing how your boyfriend was already by your side placing the paper you held so tightly on to the side while pulling you in to his chest and relaxing as you softened against him.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked you that." You sniffles against shaking your head. "No it's okay, it's just.." he placed his hand on your head tracing his thumb against your hair lightly something that always soothed you when your sad.

"I just don't want to remember him, You know and I still feel like it's my fault that he's the way he is, maybe if I-" "no."

Kuroo cut you off by lifting your chin up to look at him worry and pain plastered onto his face. How can anyone hurt you he thought.

"It's not your fault kitten, if anything he's the asshole. You didn't deserve him and his shitty behaviour if I was in his place I would've made sure to protect you even from myself."

You laughed while he wiped your tears and you leaned to his touch "you just made this sound gross testu" he chuckled and pulled you into his chest once again allowing you to hear his racing heart that only raced for you.

"guess I'm gross for making my kitten laugh while crying" you giggled wrapping your arms tightly around him, enjoying his warmth and love for a few seconds before mumbling. "Captain sounds nice.." giggling to yourself and suddenly yelping as he picked you up bridal style and kissing your lips making his way to the bedroom

"Tetsu put me down!!! We still didn't hang the portrait yet!!" He chuckled as you squirmed in his hold "nope I'm sure the portrait could wait right now I have to take this new nickname for a test drive" as he closed the door to the bedroom leaving you and your worries behind.

You knew that at the end of the day kuroo would never hurt you. Unless it's in bed but that's beside the point.. he truly loved you and while you laid in his arms that night completely bare he vowed to himself to always protect you. Even if that meant from himself.

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A/N: I hope that you guys enjoyed this piece dedicated to mental health month! Please don't ever doubt your feelings they are valid and you have every right to feel the way you feel thank you all for being the way you guys are ! Much love to everyone! Stay strong

P.S: ILL UPDATE AS SOON AS I GET MY REQUESTS OPEN!!!

- with love kira

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[blxetsi]

armin arlert, mikasa ackerman, and eren jaeger polyamorous headcanons (modern au)

armin arlert x gn!reader, mikasa ackerman x gn!reader, eren jaeger x gn!reader, mikasa x armin x eren x gn!reader

warnings: uhh fluff, this is very long, reader has a gf b4 getting w ema,

this is like my first post since feb that isnt a request 😍😍😍 how did i pull this out of my ass

- obv eren, mikasa, and armin have been besties since childhood so its no wonder they all got together first 🤩🙏

- and theyre all hot so why wouldnt they wanna date each other

- i think armin and eren wouldve gotten together first, and then invited mikasa into their relationship

- the three of them have been officially going steady for like over a year now, and its going really well

- they didnt really expect you to drop into their lives tho

- youre an old friend of historia's and you two reconnected after you moved to the city, securing yourself a decent paying job working as a writer for the city paper

- you usually get the boring stuff, never able to get a good story to write about, focusing your time on heartwarming stories in the community or the sports column

- its boring but it pays the bills

- you were thankful when historia called you during your lunch and asked if you wanted to get drinks at a bar with her and a couple of other friends

- of course you said yes

- so historia and her girlfriend ymir picked you up after work, having dinner with them after a long week was the best, but you were a bit nervous to meet all of their friends

- thats how you met eren, mikasa and armin

- at first you were sure that mikasa and eren were dating, seeing as mikasa had her head on the taller man's shoulder, while his arm was wrapped around her

- but when armin leaned down to give mikasa a kiss before heading off to the bar you werent so sure

- ymir pulled you away to get more drinks and explained to you what the situation was, while commenting on the way you gawked at the three of them before

- you were embarassed to say the least but they didnt bring it up that night so you hoped the throuple didnt notice (they did)

- you really hit it off with all of them though, especially sasha and jean, and were constantly talked about among the friend group

- because of your demanding job dealing with writers block and deadlines you couldnt really meet up with all of them often, usually just having sleepovers at ymir and historia's apartment, the three of you drinking while you wrote on your laptop

- after a couple months of casual hangouts with historia and ymir and their friends, you kinda became one of them too which was nice

- you were added to the groupchat, you all followed each other on social media, and a certain brunet had taken a liking to you

- eren didnt know why exactly he was so attracted to you but he was, maybe it was your hair, or how pretty your skin looked even when oily or with breakouts, maybe it was your smile or your body or your sense of humor or you kindness or maybe it was all of it

- eren jaeger would always stay faithful to his boyfriend and girlfriend, but maybe they could add another person into the mix, more to love right ?

- he had only known you for a couple of months though, he didnt want to jump the gun and bring this up with his partners so soon, especially if they didnt feel the same way he did

- and it would be a bummer if you turned out to be a bad person or smth

- so summer rolls around with lots of memories being made with your new friends, as well as friends from work, and you get a girlfriend ??

- shes not really your girlfriend you two have only been out on a couple of dates and she kisses you a lot but, you havent talked about labels

- one night you, along with your friends are back at the same bar where you first met them

"so, tell us about the girl youre seeing." ymir says, smirking over her beer.

eren's ears perked up at the mention of you seeing someone. "girl ?"

historia nodded. "mhm ! y/n's been talking to someone recently, they've gone on dates and kissed and stuff."

"and stuff, jesus tori you make it sound like we've had sex." you sighed.

the blonde just laughed, leaning her body onto her freckled companion.

"well ? what about her ?" eren asks. armin slapped him on the arm, already having suspicions about eren's interest in you.

your shoulders sagged. "well, she's great and everything, truly..."

"but ? is there a but in this ?" connie asked. sasha started laughing at connie's use of the word but, while jean slapped the girl on the arm because of her reaction.

you shrugged, swirling what was left of your fruity cocktail in your glass. "well, i'm not sure. she's very lively, and sweet. but i don't know, i just don't see myself being able to be in a steady relationship with her."

"so you're gonna end it ?" eren asked. you thought he seemed a bit too eager about your failure in the love department.

"why do you care so much ? you like the thought of me being lonely ?" you shot back, before downing the rest of your drink.

"no i just-"

"i think what eren means is," mikasa intervened, her smooth voice calming you as she looked at you with a smile on her face. "is that there's no point in staying with her if you can't see yourself with her. don't lead her on."

you nodded. "you're exactly right my friend. which is the plan for tonight because i," you quickly checked the time on your phone. 8:17. "have a date with miss molly at nine, so i will be taking my leave."

the group engaged in a chorus of boos for leaving so early, while you chuckled and took the lighthearted insults thrown at you by sasha and connie with ease. grabbing all of your things you put down two twenties onto the table. "i'll see you guys later, have a goodnight." as you walked off you heard jean yell "have a good time you heartbreaker !" making you shake your head

- the date with molly went less then well. she yelled, and cried, and even tried hitting you at one point. your walk back from the park was spent blocking her on every form of social media you followed her on, and when you got back to your apartment you spent the night in a hot bath before retiring to bed

- meanwhile, armin and mikasa were trying to pry the truth out of eren, who was constantly denying his attraction to you

- finally mikasa took one for the team "eren, you aren't alone with the way you feel, i do too." this made eren more willing to open up to his partners

- armin doesnt say anything about you, only saying how youre kind. he doesnt feel the way that his girlfriend and boyfriend do, but he knows that may change

- soon enough, more time flies and christmas rolls around, with you all deciding to have a secret santa get together.

- historia invites everyone to her home on christmas eve, with ymir begrudgingly allowing it

- bertholdt and annie come too, reiner not being able to make it due to going home for christmas, while everyone else decided to stay in the city

- you picked out your secret santas at the beginning of november so you would all have enough time to find something for each other, you hoped whoever picked your name gave you something good

- after hours of games and karaoke and drinking you all decided it was time to open the presents

- ymir got socks from bertholdt, connie got an ugly beanie from ymir, historia got new pens from mikasa, mikasa got knitting needles from annie, annie got a dumbell from eren, jean got a not so appropriate t shirt from connie, jean gave sasha more comic books, armin gave new stationary paper to bertholdt, sasha gifted you that new biography you've been wanting to read and you gave armin your old copy of frankenstein by mary shelley

- he was surprised but very thankful, "how did you know i needed a new copy ?" "well i remember you said eren spilt water on your old one, and the pages just stuck together so i thought you might as well have mine"

- it warmed armin's heart that you remembered something so insignificant, and opened him up to the thought of being with you

- the rest of the night was spent with hugs and thankfulness, cheering when the clock struck 12 and it became christmas day

- after getting things cleaned up everyone decided it was time to leave, with armin, eren and mikasa offering to give you a ride home

- a ride where armin straight up kissed you in the backseat

- you stopped him of course, thinking that it was weird he would cheat on his partners right in front of them, while they were shocked all on their own for different reasons, armin who didnt have feelings for you KISSED you

- and surprisingly armin took the lead in explaining how he felt, why he kissed you, an apology for doing so, and an offer to start dating all three of them

- your heart was pounding in your ears and your entire face felt hot, it was probably the alcohol, or the way his lips felt so soft when they touched yours, so you said yes.

- its not smooth sailing from there

- youre kind of awkward

- this is your first relationship where you really feel like you could love these guys (you already do) but its also your first relationship with multiple people

- the trio start inviting you over more often, soon for sleepovers, and start inviting themselves over at your own place, mainly eren

- he just comes at random times, sometimes when youre not even there and waits for you, or stays and cleans up a bit before leaving

- armin and you share a deep love of literature, and you often find yourselves in hot debates about whatever youve read (mikasa and eren have to pry you two away before things get physical)

- mikasa likes to cook with you, she shares recipes that her mom taught her, and her and armin love to cook dinner together whereas eren is the breakfast maker of the household

- the first time you slept in the same bed as them you were so nervous your whole body thumped to the tune of your heartbeat, you were convinced armin could even hear it as he was laying beside you, but eren wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his large chest before whispering "youre as stiff as a board, relax honey"

- eren snores, mikasa drools, armin has those dreams where you fall and then violently wake up before you hit the ground

- slowly but surely you stop thinking about your relationship as the trio and you, but as all of you together, and that really helps you come out of your shell a bit

- you may still be in the honeymoon phase, and there may be bumps along the way, but you like being with armin, eren, and mikasa. they make you so happy, it feels like the happiest youve been in a long time

- you like watching eren and armin dance in the living room while you and mikasa cuddle on the couch, before the boys pull you two up as well

- you like when armin reads to you, his soft voice reciting the words of the great gatsby

- you like it when eren can just tell youve had a rough day, and pulls you into a hug like hes protecting you from all the bad things in the world

- you love being with them. you love them. and you think that theyre it for you

i rushed the ending bc im fucking tired but i kinda wanna do a poly!series with like sasha, connie and jean, or annie, bertholdt and reiner, or any other poly ships u guys may request !

so yeah pls give me feedback it rlly helps me figure out whether you want a polyamorous series (or just like what i write in general), and it would be my first series ever which would be super cool anyways

yeah requests open for poly!ships anyways

[nikki6551]

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I really wish he would see this

[kaz11283]

I really like the prompt list you reblogged it’s got some good stuff. What about 37. “Because I love you god damn it!” with Loki if you are still needing inspiration.

37) Because I Love You God Damn It!

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The Secret Is Out

Characters: the Avengers Bunch, Loki, Thor, Clint

Warnings: Dirty words, slight angst

Summary: after putting your life in the line for a teammate you accidentally let a big secret slip.

Announcements: I will always need insperation and requests! They feed my soul! Haha. I'm not gonna lie. Im skipping back and forth on my requests though. I have a really good story line for one but its just so emotional(thats were Im hoping it goes at least) that I didnt want to write it tonight and put my self in a mood. So instead I guess im goimg with a form of anger? Meh. Anyways... I absolutly love love love everything from you guys! The reblogs, likes, and comments are amazing and I am very greatful for all the love I am getting!!!! 💚💚💚💚💚

Loki Masterlist

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The fight had been rough but not as rough as you were feeling in the moment. You had gotten serverly hurt and had been in the medbay for about a week now and you had a longer road ahead. There had been an explosion and instead of turning to run away you had ran toward one of your team members that had been to distracted to realize what was going on, you had successfully gotten him shoved out of the way but you had taken the brunt of the blast.

Now you were laying here staring at the celing trying to stay distracted as Bruce and Tony looked at your completely shaddered knee and the burns up your leg. Fingers crossed that they would have good news soon.

"Well as of right now kid your out of commission." Tony said helping you sit back up.

"Meaning?" You pulled one of the pillows down so that you could sit up without being uncomfortable.

"Meaning right now, the way it all looks, your gonna be stuck in the bed until it fully heals and after wards theres really no way to tell if your going to be able to work in the field again." Burce said looking at the xrays again. "And your gonna have to have surgery in order to put all the right pieces back in the right places, but we cant really do that until some of the burns heal or at least start to heal. Its gonna be a long drawn out process unfortunately." He sighed setting the charts back down and walking over to you.

"Fucking hell! You mean I'm gonna be pushing paper work? I might as well go work in a damn office with four white walls and a poster that says 'hang in there, its almost Friday'." You placed your head in your hands.

"Hey! At least our paper work is more exciting than just running numbers." Tony said placing a hand on your back. He had been like a fsther to you, taking you in when you didnt have anywhere else to turn except the streets. Your own family had abandoned you at a young age and you had been leaning toward a dark path until Tony. "Besides with your expertise you dont have to sit behind a desk, your fingers arent blown off, you can still hack into stuff I'm sure."

"Tony we had a deal when I moved in. No hacking but you would train me and I could actually do good. Now look at me."

"I said no hacking the good guys, and if I remember correctly you were the one jumping close to the bomb not away from. I hate to be this way y/n but the only one to blame is yourself on this one."

"He would have been worst off than I am if not killed. I think I did the right thing. Besides you would have done the same thing if you had been closer." You sighed.

"Honey the diffrence with that is I have a supersuit, you wear a skin tight, spandex one peice, that I'm not a fan of." He laughted. Bruce had went to go get you some more pain killers to shoot into your IV.

"Tony if I were you I would shut up. Your starting to sound like you might actually love me, might even say your starting to act like a dad." You laughed pulling him into a hug.

"Shut it kid, cant let the others know I have a soft spot for the hacker orphan kid i took in all those years ago now can I." He said kissing the top of your head. "Do you need anything else before the drugs kick in and you pass out again?"

"Yes, can you please bring me my phone charger, laptop, and that really fluffy blanket that you and Pep got for me for Christmas."

"Dont ask to much of me now."

"I wouldnt be asking if you would just let me stay in my room. I hate it down here. I wanna be were the people are." You were starting to get loopy from whatever Bruce had given you.

"Ok little mermaid, get some rest I'll get your stuff." He laughed walking out the door letting you fall into a restless sleep.

You didnt know how long you hade been asleep but you woke up with a groan trying to sit up so you could atleast stretch your back from laying in one spot for to long. You flopped back down dramatically with a sigh. You could sense someine else in the room with you, you always knew when he was around.

"You dont have to hide in the shadows Loki. Your more than welcome to keep me company, you should know that by now." You smiled as the prince walked over and sat in the chair beside you. You could tell he hadnt been sleeping, his hair was fixed as always but his clothes looked worst for wear. He had on a plain black shirt and a pair of gray sweat pants, both of with had wrinkles in them either from tossing and turning or from not being changed in a few days.

"Whats wrong? And dont pull that 'nothing is wrong dear. I'm absolutly fine.' Bullshit. You look horrible." You reatched out to grab his hand. What you and Loki had was diffrent. You didnt just see his as a friend, he didnt just see you as that either though. You had spent many nights sitting up with the silver tounge man many nights laying on the couch watching movies, reading, talking about each of your pasts. He knew more about you than even Tony did.

"I'm still currently trying to wrap my head around why you pushed me out of the way and took the blow when you had a chance of dying from it. You shouldnt have been so thick headed my dear." He took your hand and raised it to his lips kissing the top of your hand.

"Loki." You sighed rolling your head to look back up at the celing. "You would have been hurt alot wordt than I am now, that blast could have killed you."

"I am a god y/n, that blast wouldnt have caused me nearly as much damage as it did you." His voice raised slightly.

"Thats what you think. You think that because you are "immortal" that you can take anything thats thrown at you. That no one really cares about you, that you wouldnt be missed? So why not try to take a blow from a bomb? My god your so stupid sometimes."

"I know I can. Norns y/n I've jumped into space, been brain washed, tried to take over New York, gotten smashed around by the Hulk. I was raised with Thor, he doesnt really go easy on a person. What I'm saying is I dont understand why you, a mear midguardian, would sacrifice themselves for me. If anything would have happened-"

"Nothing did happen though. I'm fine-"

"You have steel sticking from your leg, theres no telling when or even if you'll be able to walk again, and there are highly server burns that will leave scares. You cannot sit there and tell me that you are fine."

"Your right it does suck that I'm jot gonna be able to pull off shorts or a bikini anymore."

"This isnt a joke y/n. You almost died!" He finally yelled.

"And i would do it a thousand times over if that ment saving your damn ass again!" You shouted back.

"Why though?! Why me y/n? I've done horrible things, killed people! My life is meaningless." Tears had sprang to his eyes as he looked away.

"Because I love you God damn it!" You stopped suddenly your jaw dropping at the admission that you hadnt ment for him to hear. His head jerked back to you.

"What?" Shock was all over his face as he stood to walk closer to you. "What did you just say?"

"Because I love you Loki Odinson. Because if you were to die I dont think I would be able to go on living. Because even if you see all the bad things that you've done I can look pass that amd see all the good that you are doing." You reached up placing a hand on his cheek and wiping away a tear.

"I love you too y/n. I have since the day I met you. The girl that didnt care what anyone said when she spent time with me. The girl that can see through every face i put on. I love you so much darling." He placed his hand on your face and leaning down gently kissing your lips.

It felt like you thought it always should you felt electricity run through your body and the two of you connected. It was like getting a breath after not being able to for so long. He pulled away smiling at you.

"What do we tell the others?" He asked laying on with bed with you being easy with your leg. He placed his arm around your middle and pulled you as close as he could.

"I honestly dont care what we tell them. They can figure it out themseves for all I care." You smiled lacing your fingers with his, you yawned placing your head on his shoulder closing your eyes.

"Sleep now my Dove, I will be here when you wake." He felt your gentle breath slow as you fell asleep, the rhythm you of your breath lulling him into his own sleep.

Tony and Bruce walked in the next morning stopping dead at the sight in front of them. You and Loki were still cuddled on the small bed sleeping peacefully.

"Should we wake them up?" Bruce asked looking at Tony.

"Na, let them sleep. Dont want to let them know that we know." Tony saod grabbing Bruce's arm and turning to walk back out of the door.

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M: heyyyyyyy guess who its ur favorite spirit medium um. so nick still doesnt know how to use tumblr so hes using my laptop. uhh good luck gang o7

PW: WHERE ARE MY KIDS??? ARE THEY OKAY? ARE THEY HURT?

when trucy didn’t come back from her drive with athena i just assumed she stayed over her place!! she’s been a little distant lately because of her leaving soon which is why i didn’t worry too much about it when she didn’t answer my texts! i thought it was a teenager thing!!! YES i know she’s an adult but she’s still my baby girl! i started getting concerned when athena didn’t answer my calls and the next day i called blackquill to check athena’s apartment and they weren’t there???? and then athena’s car was apparently missing and then miles sent out a search party and i thought maybe they somehow hopped on a flight to khura’in so i called apollo but apollo said they weren’t there and now he’s on a flight back to LA and. and

holy shit. i’m SO glad they’re relatively okay.

M: it was my idea to see if u guys had any idea abt trucy and thena and whaddya know! theyre w yall! thank fucking god

PW: please please take care of the girls. i can’t do anything right now but i’m trusting you guys to keep them safe until they get back home. i’ll, uh, have to figure out how to tell miles to call of the search because we found them in the… past. thanks in advance.

M: they better not get hurt bc i will channel ur spirits in the present and hurt yall in ways you cant even imagine

PW: maya.

M: im joking nick chill out

PW: sure, whatever. anyway, i’ll be holding down fort in the agency until they come back. apollo’s probably going to stay here until trucy and athena get back too, so let’s hope khura’in doesn’t crumble while he’s gone.

M: pearly and i will be hanging out w you just like old times nick!! wright n co is back in business babey

PW: don’t you have master of kurain duties to take care of?

M: have u ever heard work at home nick? im sure even at YOUR old age you know what that is

PW: i’m not talking to you like this when you’re right beside me. go away.

M: just sign off already loser or let me do it

PW: HANDS OF THE KEYBAORD MAYABS SSJSKLZMS S

- mayaaaaaa & nichola s cag e e MAYA

I promise they are and will continue to be perfectly safe. They've adjusted surprisingly well to the situation.

Yes! We'll make sure they don't get hurt!

Not only would that mess with time, but I get the feeling we'd never hear the end of it. Miss Fey would summon our spirits just to let Mr Wright yell at us.

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Love and Hate (The Best Boys)

dude come on. you said you’d upload the next chapter on christmas and now it’s been a whole week after and it’s still not out. :(, hi! when are you posting the next chapter of tbb??, tbb????, Are you posting the next chapter of best boys soon? I miss her, when will you be posting the next part of the best boys series??, Ok I’m over TBB I’m just gonna say she ends up with Blah Blah and they live happily ever after, the end. Thank you for the amazing read, it has been fun❤️, TBB is literally the last series I have to finish before I can finally peace out of the shithole that is the OBX fandom for good but like no rush or anything baby❤️,When do you think you’ll be posting the last chapters of TBB?, Hey queen how’s the writing for best boys going, 

Series Masterlist

SHES HEREEEE

Yes, im aware this chapter is all over the place. I went through writing four different versions of this chapter and this is the one that I decided to go with. I know that this one is kind of a little ahfioshviowenvionae but it all comes together next chapter (I already started writing the next chapter). Im so sorry that this is so late. I’ve been having issues for a little bit. My grandfather and my dog passed away and I recently had a relapse and I think that’s why it was taking me so long. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter <3

Warnings:Nothing really, swearing and unedited. Also im sorry if you dont like this chapter but like....yeah.

You were awoken to the sounds of screaming.Topper ended up at the foot of the bed, Kelce still clinging onto you.Rafe was absent from his spot but the mattress was still warm and had a slight dent which let you know that he hadnt been gone long.

You had spent most of the night trying to find the perfect spot on the mattress, one arm thrown over kelce and your heel against the back of Toppers thigh.It seemed like it hadnt been a super long time since the sun had risen which meant that it was probably around seven in the morning by now.

Your heart was thumping in your chest, trying to pay attention to what the voices were shouting.Something about a mess and irresponsibility but you couldnt hear much besides that.Rafe stomped up the stairs, opening his door.He was shirtless, face red from yelling and his eyes slightly watery.You sat up, making Kelce grumble.

 Rafe’s jaw was slightly dropped, his nose beginning to run and his body trembling.“Hey, what happened?”You asked, gaining Kelce’s attention.Topper’s eyes opened slightly, looking over at Rafe.The tall boy didnt say anything, he just dragged his feet across the room and sat back on the bed, mumbling.You were hesitant to grip his hand, squeezing lightly.

He just stared at a wrinkle in the blanket but the sound of something breaking downstairs told you that it had been more than just bickering.Kelce was worried, knowing that his parents had gotten home late last night and would see the mess he had created. “He doesnt want me living here anymore.”Rafe spoke up, a few tears rolling down his cheeks.

You pulled him closer to you, arms around his shoulders as he sobbed, your fingers rubbing against the back of his neck.He squeezed you tightly when he head footsteps coming up the stairs, silently praying to any god that would listen that it wouldnt be Ward.Kelce’s phone kept buzzing but he ignored it, knowing exactly what it was.

He knew that it was coming and he would be lying if he said that he didnt expect it, nervous the whole night as he waited for his phone to blow up.“What are you gonna do?”Topper asked.As much as you wanted to scold him for asking that when Rafe clearly didnt want to talk about it it was still something that you had also been wondering.

Rafe didnt answer, taking in a deep, shaky breath that hurt his ribs before picking up his head and looking over to his friend. “I dont know.”He admitted.His voice hurt your heart, the realisation kicking in that there wasnt really many places that he could go.

Kelce’s phone buzzed again, all of your eyes falling on him.He sighed, glancing at his screen.He had missed calls from his parents, dozens of text in all caps telling him to come home immediately. “They found the door.”He replied, keeping his voice calm.A new wave of silence washed over the room, not knowing what to say to that.

Your eyes watered as you remembered how simple life was a few weeks ago, all of you eating breakfast, watching criminal minds and laughing as Topper recorded it all on his snapchat.Now everything was completely falling apart.You didnt say anything, trying to think of a solution.Rafe couldnt go to Kelce’s house or Topper’s house since Topper’s mother had one of those security cameras outside of her home and she’d recognize him immediately.

She was still pissy about Topper’s accident, she’d explode if he let friends over. “SO what happens now?”Topper asked.You were all out of ideas.A simple drive or icecream or a movie couldnt solve any of this. “I mean...think about it.We’re adults, right?Child protective services cant stop us if we leave.”Kelce muttered.Rafe nodded, snapping his fingers.

 “Yeah, yeah!You’re right.”He agreed, causing your eyes to widen.They were acting insane. They couldnt be serious about just getting up and leaving forever, right? “No, no hes not.We cant just-we cant just leave!”You exclaimed.They were actually going crazy.How could they even think like that? “Why?What do you have here, (Y/N)?”He asked.You paused, thinking about it.

You didnt really have anything.You had your house of course but other than that you had nothing but memories and your boys.You didnt want to admit that he was right, letting out a quiet sigh. “But leaving forever isnt the answer.”You muttered.Rafe rubbed your back, shaking his head. “Doesnt have to be forever, baby.”He answered. 

“But- but just cause we arent kids doesnt mean we cant be registered as missing people.They’ll come after us.”You told them.You knew that nobody outside of this room actually cared about you enough to report you as missing but you were scrambling through your thoughts, desperately hunting for a reason to stay on the shitty island that you had learned to love so much.Topper shrugged, not really caring. 

“Guys, guys. Okay, look. You’re all fucked, ill admit it. But thats fine! Are you guys forgetting that I still have a house- you guys can just stay there until this whole thing blows over just like you always have!”You reminded them, hoping they’d agree. “This isnt gonna blow over, (Y/N). I cant come back here.”Rafe told you, becoming aggravated. 

“THEN MOVE IN! All of you guys, you can just move in, okay? You dont have to leave- I still have my moms money! We’ll figure it out as we go and…. And it’ll be fine.”You insisted. “Move in with you?”Rafe asked. You nodded, wiping your nose. “You practically live with me already, it wont be that different.”You told him, gripping his hand.

 It was a messy blur as Rafe packed his things, grabbing anything that he thought could be important. A photo of his mother, his birth certificate and diploma, laptop and ipad, the Frozen ll record. Kelce and Topper just watched, neither of them ready for anything like this so early in the morning. 

Maybe if you werent so tired and upset you wouldnt have said it, but here you were in Rafe’s truck, a dufflebag full of his things at your feet with the boys in the backseat as he drove to your house, a few tears rolling down his cheeks as the thoughts finally took over his brain. Kelce had got aggravated and shut down his phone entirely, staring out the window. 

The last thing you were expecting was to come down your road only to see a car that was practically falling apart already in your driveway, a tall man with his hands over his forehead as he tried to look in your windows. “What the fuck….”Rafe muttered, reaching for the door handle when you gripped his hand. “Dont, we dont know what he’s doing.”You told him, hoping he’d listen.

 Turns out he wasnt the one you had to worry about, Kelce swinging his door open and sprinting up your driveway before anyone could even stop him. Wherever Kelce went Topper went, the boy struggling to get the seatbelt over his cast before jumping out of the truck and nearly falling into a puddle. “ESCUSE ME! MR SIR! WHAT ARE YOU DOING LOOKING IN MY HOUSE?”Kelce shouted, purposely making his voice deeper.

 The man turned, confused as to why two half asleep teenage boys were walking towards him. “Your house?”The man asked. “Yes, sir. You ever heard of a gay couple before?”Topper asked, making Kelce break character for a moment. 

“Well, no, its not that. Its just that I thought this was someone elses house.”The man muttered, confused. You had slid down your seat, hoping that the man wouldnt see you. “He’s about to leave.”Rafe whispered. 

“Who’s the other guy in the car?”The man asked, pointing to Rafe’s figure. Kelce glanced over at Topper with wide eyes, trying to think. “Our son.”Kelce replied, cringing the moment he said it. The man only looked more confused, looking between the two boys. “How old are you guys?”The man asked, clearly not buying their story. 

“Excuse me? Are you saying that we’re too old to have a son? I did not spend years training for a medical degreee to have some random old man come and tell us how old our son can be!”Topper exclaimed.  “I didnt spend years trying to find a surrogate and figuring out a way to make a robot nanny for this!”He sighed, trying his best not to smile.

“Could you please leave the property before we call the police?”Kelce asked. The man was beyond confused at this point, quickly making his way to his shitty car before slowly backing out of the driveway, eyes still scanning the area before he gave up and went down the street. 

You let out a sigh of relief, moving to get up when Rafe placed his hand on top of your head to keep you down. “Hes coming around again.”He whispered to you, taking in a shaky breath and holding it in his lungs as the car passed a second time. Topper and Kelce were standing by the door, staring at Rafe almost as telling him to get out and make a run for it.

 “Open the door in 3...2…”You didnt wait, jumping out and running towards the house, typing in the key pad as quick as you could, Topper’s hand pushing you inside. “Here he comes again!”He exclaimed, coming in right behind you along with the others before Rafe slammed the door shut and locked it, letting out a laugh.

 “Oh god, that was scary.”He chuckled. Kelce and Topper nodded as well, eventually laughing. “Was that my dad?”You asked. “Maybe.”Topper answered. Now that you thought about it, your dad didnt same important. Nothing did. You lived on a huge rock that’s floating around space and you’re concerned about your dad when your boyfriends best friends are moving in.

 “What’d you tell him?”You asked. “We told him that we’re a gay couple, Topper’s a doctor and Rafe is our child.”Kelce replied. You giggled, snorting. “I mean, as you should.”You replied. “Hell yeah.”Kelce grinned. Topper tapped at his arm. “Bro, you wanna get married?”Topper asked. Kelce laughed again, nodding.

 “I’ll get baptised and get you guys married!”Rafe volunteered, all of you turning to look at him. “Did you just say baptised?”Kelce asked. Rafe nodded, eyebrows furrowing. “Is that not the right word?”He asked. Topper shook his head. “The word is ordained.”He informed the tall boy. “He’s trying his best.”You replied, sitting down on the chair that you werent used to sitting in. 

“You think he’s gonna come back?”You asked. Topper groaned, sitting down. “Well, I hope not. I dont want my husband and I to have to fight him.”He grinned. You rolled your eyes, changing positions in the chair. “Did he look like me?”You asked, leaning your head against the arm rest, groaning when Rafe pushed your legs aside and sat down with you.

 “Not really… he had rat tails for eyebrows.”Kelce replied, putting his fingers over his eyebrows. “Do I have rat tail eyebrows?”You asked, grinning when Rafe reached forward and poked your eyebrow, a chuckle slipping past his lips. “You wish.”He replied. “Fuck off.”You answered. “Dont be fucking rude.”He grinned, kissing you quickly before pulling away with a small smile. 

You were shocked, trying to hide your surprise. It wasnt like you werent used to kissing Rafe by now, it was just that he had never done it in front of the boys before. They looked nearly as confused as you, the thought of Rafe kissing you in front of them never even being a concern until now. They were used to him getting most of your love and attention but that had just stirred something within them. 

“So how are we gonna do this? I dont know about you guys but im not going back to my house anytime soon.”Kelce announced. Rafe lifted his head, looking over to the boy. “You could always sneak in your own window to grab your things...maybe wait until theyre at work. What about you, Top?”Rafe asked, turning his attention to the blonde boy. 

“What do I have at my house that I need? Like, really need.”He asked, grinning when none of you could answer. “Problem solved.”He replied. “What time is it?”Rafe asked, breaking the silence. “Ten.”Kelce replied, closing his eyes as he leaned against the couch. “Im going upstairs to take a nap then.”Topper yawned, slowly making his way down the hall into the first floor guest room. 

It was arguably the worst since it also worked as your moms office, a queen bed pushed into the corner. You wiggled out of Rafe’s grip, smiling when he whined. You went into the kitchen, grabbing a poptart. For the situation you felt rather calm, opening the silver package and taking a bite of one of the sweet pastries. 

The energy in the house felt different than it had yesterday. You werent sure why, maybe it was just the comfort of knowing that the boys were going to be living with you now and you wouldnt have to worry as much about Rafe or Topper’s relationship with his mom. 

“So how are we gonna handle this?”Kelce asked, confusing you. “The house, I mean. You have this whole house and like...30 million dollars. We can literally redecorate however we want, maybe even clean out your moms office if youre okay with it.”He suggested. 

You nodded, the idea of getting the memory of your mother cleansed from your life sounded appealing. His excitement took over as he opened his amazon prime app, looking for new decor. “How do you feel about your moms room?”He asked, not wanting to push your limits. You shrugged, swallowing part of the pastry. “Shes not using it.”You replied, surprised by how morbid you sounded. 

He simply nodded, shifting in his seat as he added things to his cart. “Can we redo your room? It’s been the same color since we were fourteen.”Rafe suggested. You shrugged, not really caring. You didnt spend a large amount of time in your bedroom anyways. You scrolled through your phone for a few minutes, seeing a little red bubble next to your messaging app that let you know that you had gotten a text. Curious, you opened it. 

As soon as you saw who it was a pit grew in your stomach, eyes widening. It was her. “Sweet words, (Y/N).”The text read. You knew that it was your uncle just trying to mess with you but it still caused your anxiety to skyrocket, deciding to block the number and place your phone between your thighs, taking in a deep breath through your nose. 

Topper dragged his feet, coming out of the room with a frown. “That’s the most uncomfortable bed in all of history.”He muttered, sitting down on the couch instead. “You can go upstairs.’You reminded him, feeling your phone buzz against your inner thigh. 

He just hummed, leaning his head against the back of the couch. “How long was I in there?”He asked. “Literally not even ten minutes.”Kelce replied, still scrolling. “Did I miss anything?”Topper asked. You didnt reply, breaking off another piece of the poptart. “We’re gonna redecorate the house.”Kelce answered. Topper nodded, lifting his head.

 “Does that mean that office too?”Topper asked. You nodded, staring at a spot on your carpet. “Does that mean we get to open the file cabinet in the guest room?”He asked, all of you looking over at him. The thought made you feel nauseous. Even if she wasnt here to yell at you you knew that opening the file cabinet would still scare you anyways. 

“If theres a dead body in there I swear to god-”You muttered, earning a chuckle from Rafe. “A body couldnt fit in there.”he replied, making your eyebrows furrow. “How do you know where bodies can fit?”You asked. “No, no. Like, its not….well...maybe a raccoon body.”He admitted. “Rafe!”You exclaimed, smacking his thigh. 

He rolled his eyes, pulling you into his lap. “There’s no raccoon body.”He answered. “I think theres a raccoon body.”Kelce replied. “Theres not.”You answered. Topper grinned, skipping into the room and beginning to open the cabinet, the three of you following him. “Okay, who votes raccoon body?”He asked, his hand on the knob. 

Kelce raised his hand, grabbing your arm to make you hold your hand up as well. “Ready?”Topper asked before pulling the door open, looking into it. His face fell immediately, not expecting this. “What?”You asked, stepping past Kelce and looking into the cabinet.Guns were being held by small metal pieces, multiple clear bags full of plants and needles on the floor, bullets on sashes hanging with the guns.

 The two of you just stared, ignoring Rafe and Kelce until they came up behind you, equally as confused. “What the fuck?”Rafe asked, seeing the bags. Kelce slammed the doors shut, locking it. “We’re not telling anyone about this, right?”He asked, looking at all of you. “What are we gonna do with all that? We cant just keep it here!”Topper argued. 

Rafe shrugged, resting his elbow on your shoulder. “We smoke the weed and throw the guns in the river, obviously.”Rafe answered. “We’re not smoking weed, Rafe.”You answered. “Well your mom didnt have a liscense to carry, right?”Kelce asked. You shook your head, figuring it would be hung up somewhere in the house to remind you of the power she had.

 “Right, okay. So we cant call the cops and we cant keep it here.”Kelce answered, clicking the lock on the cabinet. “What’d your mom even do for a living?”Topper asked. You frowned, thinking back. You never really knew what your mother did, you just stayed quiet and hoped you wouldnt make her angry. She’d disappear for months, money would appear in your bank account, she’d pay the bills aned thats all you needed to know. 

She’d have long phone calls with people in her office, grounding you if you even dared to listen. “I dont know.”You replied, cringing at how stupid you sounded. “She has these cabinets all over the house, doesnt she?”Kelce asked. “The one in her room is actual files.”You told him, hoping that there were no sorts of hidden things in her room.

 “Should we go check?” Rafe asked, out of the room with a grin before any of you could even answer. You sighed, slightly annoyed that he was treating this like a scavenger hunt. “Its been here this whole time, im sure nothings gonna happen.”Kelce assured you, patting you on the shoulder before his fingers tickled your arm and wrist, gripping your hand and bringing you upstairs. 

“I ordered some tapestries, succulents, fake vines and some new blankets for our new movie room.”He told you, nearly slipping up. “Movie room?”You asked, nearly slipping on the stairs. “Your mom has a big tv, I figured it could be like a second living room if you’re comfortable with that.”He answered, pausing at the top of the stairs so he could wait for you. 

Rafe was in your mother’s room, carefully pulling on the drawers, eventually finding out that the top one was locked. He looked over at you, silently asking if you knew where the key was. You shook your head, letting go of Kelce’s hand and opening the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. 

Your mother kept most of your medical documents and anything like that to herself along with basically everything that proved you existed. Baby photos, ultra sounds, old school tests. “We could just move it into the other guest room.”Rafe muttered, hoping he wasnt making you upset. You ignored him, looking through all the little colored tags, your eyes falling on a silver tag, your eyebrows furrowing. No other ones had that color. 

You picked it up, sitting down and reading it over. The words were all bundled together, ink scratches and smudges told you that it wasnt a serious document. The only word you could make out was ‘arsonist’. Nothing else was eligible. “Can we take it right now?”You asked, placing the paper on the floor and closing the drawer. Rafe nodded, Kelce grabbing one side while Rafe grabbed the other. Topper grinned, leaning against your mothers unused desk.

 “I would help but my arms broken.”he laughed, watching as Kelce struggled, walking backwards. “Some moral support would be great.”Kelce rolled his eyes. You grinned, slowly clapping. “Great job, guys. You’re doing great moving that illegal file cabinet.”You held back a laugh. They turned carefully, shuffling as they eventually got to the guest bedroom.

 “How do you feel about this?”Topper asked, sitting down on the chair. You sighed, shrugging. “I mean, you know. Its not that I dont love the idea of you guys being here but like… its the circumstances.”You answered, sighing when he pulled you closer with his good arm, rubbing your back. “Thanks a lot for this, though. Like in all seriousness im really grateful that you’re in my life.”He blushed, looking up at you. You smiled, kissing his nose lightly.

 “I mean, I do provide you with half of the drama in your life.”You giggled, kissing him gently. “Where does the other half come from?”He asked. You shrugged, sighing. “Probably you.”You answered. “I cant believe you’d say that to me! You know im at a bad place in life and you put me in this terrible situation when you know that!”He fake cried, bursting into laughter. 

“Kourtney dont laugh at me!”You exclaimed. You felt a vibration under your feet, hearing a loud, dramatic sigh and the sound of skin colliding. They had successfully moved the file cabinet, the door closing as their loud footsteps hit the floor as they entered your mother’s room again. Rafe took a moment to look around, sometimes forgetting that the room even existed. 

It was the biggest room in the house, the ceiling going up at least twenty feet with only glass separating the room from the outside world. His mind wandered, thinking of all the fun nights the two of you could have in here watching the stars or listening to the rain.

 The bed was large and still, the blankets and sheets unwrinkled and untouched. He understood why you were creeped out by the house now, feeling like he didnt belong in the room. You all took turns trying to figure out what the writing said, eventually deciding that it probably wasnt even in english. “Should we put it through google translate?”Rafe asked, staring at the paper. 

Kelce shook his head. “Nah, its not reliable. I tried using it for spanish class in freshman year and I got detention.”He replied. “Well thats definitely not spanish. Maybe its like…. Ancient text.”Topper suggested, causing you to frown. “I highly doubt that my mother would know an ancient text. 

Maybe we should just leave it.”You answered. Although you werent exactly satisfied with it you just didnt feel like spending your time trying to decode a random paper. They didnt seem satisfied either but didnt want to push you, putting the paper down on the desk where it would be safe from your footsteps. 

Of course the boys just couldnt stay at the same place for long periods of time, deciding to suggest that you guys go out to a store to get some paint for the boring walls. You agreed, the four of you getting into your car instead of Rafe’s truck, locking all the doors and windows before you left. 

Kelce didnt suggest a McDonalds run which caused you to frown, knowing that he was probably too stressed to want to eat. You guys went into Walmart with one goal, heading right for the paint section and looking at the wall of colors. “Lets get four colors and kind of just make it up as we go.”Kelce muttered, looking at all the different shades.

 “We could all pick one out.”Topper suggested, reaching forward and picking a bright green. You agreed, picking a shade of light purple, watching as Kelce picked the color toffee biscuits and Rafe went for cotton blue. You doubted any of the colors would actually look good together but that wasnt the point of the project. 

It was more about making the room look fun rather than nice. Kelce grabbed a few large paint brushes, the four of you leaving before you could get distracted by anything that you didnt need. Topper decided to get right to work, spilling some paint on the floor as he dragged the brush along the wall, creating bright stripes.

 “I have an artistic vision! Trust the process!”He exclaimed, feeling your judgemental eyes on him. You didnt say anything, watching Kelce struggle to connect his phone to your speaker, playing the first song on his playlist. 

Line without a hook. Topper looked over at you, almost like he was silently asking you if you had told the boys about his top secret playlist. You shrugged, not wanting to give anything away to the others.

 “Oh my god, I love this song.”Rafe dunked his brush in the light blue, making a smiley face on the wall. “Can I paint an onion?”He asked. You raised your eyebrows, not understanding why he wanted to put an onion on the wall. 

“Ogres are like onions! We have layers!”Kelce laughed. “Who is we? Are you an ogre, Kelce?”Topper asked, not taking his eyes off of the bright stripes, painting a circle on the top. “Topper Harry Katherine Thornton, are you painting a penis on my wall?”You asked, connecting the dots. 

He grinned, ignoring you. “Of course not.”He replied, painting frantically so that you couldnt stop him, green drops rolling down the wall. You picked up your paint brush, painting two circles quicklly before pushing the brush into the center of each, laughing to yourself.

 “Guys, really?”Rafe asked. “Cant we make the wall wholesome?”He asked. You shook your head, a smile on your face. “Says you of all people, Rafe.”You shook your head. “She got you there.”Topper replied, dragging the brush across the painting and blending it out so there was no longer a penis on your wall. 

“What are you doing now?”You asked, wanting to one up him. “What are you doing now?” He mocked you. Somehow you ended up splashing Topper with paint and getting tackled into the mattress as he held the paintbrush over you, trying to get the bright green liquid on your face while you held his arm back. 

“Im gonna murder you!”You laughed, rolling over under him so your face was against the mattress. “Im gonna paint your hair!”He laughed, holding the brush just above it. “Topper, dont mess with her hair.”Kelce took the brush away. 

Topper groaned, falling next to you on the mattress. His eyes were closed, the sun from the window casting a beautiful glow over his face, a small smile tugging at the side of his mouth. You pressed a kiss to his cheekbone, your arm resting on his torso. 

It didnt take long for painting to be forgotten, a few cheap bristles sticking to the wall with messes of colorful lines and unfilled shapes. The song changed, followed by a loud gasp from Rafe. “This is my favorite song!”He smiled, hitting his knees with his fists repeatedly. 

He didnt know what about it made him so happy, whenever he heard it it reminded him of you guys. “You know what we should do?”Topper asked. “No.”Kelce replied while Rafe rewinded the song to listen to his favorite part again. 

“We should make soup. Like, spicy soup with potatoes.”He replied, mouth watering. “We could just order soup.”Kelce replied, not in the mood to go downstairs and hunt for ingredients. “Order soup from where?”Topper asked. Kelce simply shrugged, shifting around and putting his arms under his body.

That had been a week ago. Since then a lot had happened. You guys had developed a system, Kelce could do his laundry on Saturdays, Rafe on Mondays and Topper’s just got mixed in with yours.

 It was a love and hate relationship to have them there with you. You didnt regret your decision but sometimes things would get difficult. Grocery shopping was the worst since nobody could decide what they wanted and you had all agreed not to eat out as much. 

“We need an actual meal, we cant just eat chips for everything.”Topper would grumble, realising he didnt even really know how to cook. That just lead to late flights of searching for recipes o pinterest and watching Gordon Ramsey tiktoks until they decided to try and make bake and shake chicken. That didnt really work out well, having to open all of your windows and get the smoke out of your house. 

Then you guys decided to take a new approach, finding a ton of frozen pizzas and ingredients for sushi. Kelce was the only one who had any idea of what he was doing since he had always been talented in the kitchen, specifically with breakfast. That became more of a safe meal for you guys, making extra food in the morning to eat later for dinner until you got sick of toast, eggs and bacon. 

Kelce ended up banishing you all to the pool so that he could decorate properly, vines hanging from the door ways and landscape tapestries hanging in your living room, hallway and your mother’s old bedroom. “How long do you think he’s gonna be?”You asked, floating on your back in the shallow end, letting out a yelp when Topper grabbed you and dragged you to the deep end. 

“I dont know, probably like three days.”He replied, finally letting go once you were in the middle of the pool. “We could survive three days in the pool.”You replied, watching Rafe shake his head. “With my allergy to the sun?”He asked, making you turn over, going underwater for a moment. “You dont even sunburn.”You told him, splashing water in his direction before swimming away quickly so that he couldnt get back at you.

 Kelce kept getting calls from his parents that were asking him to come home but he never did. They knew where he was, if they wanted him back so badly they’d drive over and take him away. “Guys, i’ve finished my creation.”Kelce announced, coming outside. “So we can come in now?”Topper asked, gripping the ledge of the pool and pulling himself out, falling onto his stomach as he struggled to get up.

 “Yes, you can come in now! Hurry!”Kelce yelled excitedly before going back inside, waiting impatiently for you guys to hurry. Rafe helped you out of the pool, tossing you your towel so that you wouldnt trail water through your house. “Guys! Come on!”Kelce shouted again, the three of you walking across the hot pavement quickly.

 “I’ll clean up the water after- just come see what I did!”He said again. You rolled your eyes, walking into the house. Goosebumps formed on y0our skin from the cool air, eyes widening as you looked at the kitchen. He had bought a plaid tablecloth for the table, vines hanging from the ceiling and doorways, a tie dye tapestry hanging in your living room. It looked like he had taken the time to wipe down every surface and vacuum any mess of broken spaghetti or eggshells that had been kicked under the fridge.

 “Do you like it?”He asked, unable to read your shocked expression. “Kelce, im gonna be honest with you. I feel like im in pixie hollow right now.”You grinned, making him smile. “I think thats a good thing- but upstairs is better!’He exclaimed before making his way up the stairs. He was right. 

There were marble heart shaped tiles hanging on the walls of the hall, a sign on the new hangout spot that was made out of drift wood. He opened the door, revealing bean bag chairs on the floor, a new carpet, a light yellow canopy hanging over the bed that had all new sheets and blankets on it as well. 

He had even somehow managed to fix the paint on the wall so that there were different colored polka dots all over it. The boys seemed equally impressed, still taking it in. You hugged Kelce, not even caring that you’d get his clothes wet. “So I did good?” He asked, hugging you back. “You always do good.”You replied, feeling him hug you tighter.

 “So you’re happy?”He asked, letting out a small sigh when you nodded. “I am happy, Kelce.”you replied, kissing him lightly. He smiled against you, taking in a deep breath. “I found a new recipe for fancy grilled cheese.”He told you, kissing your forehead. This was something that you loved about having them live with you.

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[ndiecity]

idk ur still doing the confessions thing but anyway. it's not really wild or anything, i just needed to get it off my chest lol (you can ignore this if you want this gets pretty long and confusing i think so buckle up)

also shoutout to the 6th grade anon, i had a similar 6th grade exp. middle schoolers are the worst. i literally had little no friend AND was bullied lol.

anyway there was this one girl in my class that was like a sorta popular girl i was friends with. so during 6th grade, i had no friends except for her (i dont think she saw me as a friend tho or were even friends in the first place?? idk) and i would always crave her attention. i didn't know i had a crush on her i think.

(side note: i would rate the girls in my class based on how pretty and nice to me they are, (i think i put her on 2nd lol))

so then whenever she was absent for the day i would feel sad and all that shit. whenever she was around i always do anything to please her or make her think im cool or something (i was not cool, i was a loser). we would talk endlessly on messenger, talking abt random shit, how shitty her mom was, how shitty my mom was etc. one time during our first class for the day (which was about 5am i think) she was acting weird, i asked her about it, she said her stomach hurt. so me, being all lovesick and shit gave her my lunch ( i didn't have lunch money and only had sandwiches lol) when she thanked me for it, and said she felt better, i felt so proud. idk i just felt so happy then

fast forward to end of 6th grade, we were graduating. by that i mean transitioning from 6th grade to 7th grade. anyway. so we graduated, kept in touch, still messaged her on messenger, and then school got in the way and my phone got taken away cuz i failed sum classes in the 2nd quarter. never had it back since. so we didnt talk for about 4 years.

so back in 2020, my parents got me a laptop for school, and i made a new mess. acc. i reached out to her again. we talked, talked abt shitty moms, i found out she's bi and i told her im a lesbian. after a few days i asked her if she'd ever had a gf or bf or whatever (like the idiot i was) and said she didnt have to answer if she didnt want to obvi. she said yes she's had bf's before. i said, cool. then she asked me why i was asking i told her i was just curious.

then came out of nowhere, she said, "wanna try?" so then my brain shut off and i didnt reply for minutes then she just sent a "haha"

and she was like, "oh sorry was that weird? sorry😬"

but i said it was fine and shit. we didnt talk about it for about a day.

then we were talking again and i was like, "so this is gonna sound weird but do you ever like, like someone and would want a romantic relationship with them but wouldn't like, mind being their friend instead? like youre in the middle?"

and she said "yeah, i have" so then i was like "oh cool, cool"

then she asked, "why? have you?" and i said yes.

then she asked who. and my brain shut off again lmaoo so i was just like "you" the speech bubble appeared multiple times lmao then i followed up with like, "sorry! that was weird! please just forget about it!"

then she was like, "no no, it's fine. i feel the same way" (and i beliived it. how naive was i?)

so then i was like, "really?? cool cool cool" (im a really awkward person okay)

then after a few minutes of talking again (you know when you're like flirting as a joke but then it's not a joke anymore? lol) she was like, "so wanna be my gf?"

my brain shut off again. i didnt answer for a few minutes cuz my brain was dead. then she was like, "um was that too fast? that was too fast sorryy"

by the time i read that my hand was shaking lmaoo (from nervousness or shock i dont know) so i hastily replied with, "nah its fine. i would love too" after overthinking it and shit

does dating count when your just talking over text? what is dating????

anyway we flirt a lot, saying goodnight, i love you's and shit. she said i was her first gf, i said she was my first relationship and what not. i was genuinely happy. i had a person who understood me, and liked me, and i was happy. she even said she saved my bday on her phone

so then like about a week and a before my bday was when shits started to go down.

i messaged her, said a quick goodmorning cuz i had classes and how i wanted to kill myself and shit like that (dont worry, im not actively suicidal and she already knew this) she replied and i quote "Good morning, love. I love you."

then like after classes, i messaged her, asked how her day was, told her about my day etc. i waited about an hour. (she doesnt typically reply for about 10 - 15 minutes cuz duh she does have a more eventful life than mine) so i thought none of it. thought she was just busy. so it was nighttime and still no word from her. so i said good night and wished for her to be safe.

morning came, i checked my messages, still nothing, she didnt even see it yet. i went on with my day thinking nothing of it. told myself she might have some problems at home and all that. by the 3rd day, i was pretty anxious and i couldnt think properly. my brain conjuring up scenarios where her mom found out, and her phone got taken away. anything just to convince myself what the dreaded truth was.

it was the 5th day was when i gave up. i saw she changed her pfp, and captioned it like she would normally caption it. replied to the comments, that kind of shit. so then i was so mad by then so i commented too. ofc she didnt reply. i spent days worrying over her safety, when in reality she's just an asshole. and i really thought she really like me you know? i really thought she'd at least considered me as her friend, i guess not

my bday came, we had a party but i wasn't really feeling it ya know? by then i'd already spent the past week crying myself to sleep. no one noticed a thing.

a few months ago i saw she had a bf, and by that time i already felt like my old self again, no longer the broken pathetic shell she left. i was back to square one. so i cried again.

present day, i still see her posts, her ig stories, (i dont think she blocked me). and i cant bring myself to block her either. like idk on one hand i'm so mad that she just left me hanging, that her relationship with her new bf lasted longer than we were together and on the other i knew if she ever reached out again, i would latch on to every inch of her. (that's probably bad lol)

anyway have a nice day/afternoon/night!!!! i hope i havent troubled you too much lol sorry!

Damn that's a lot to take in, I'm sorry 😔

[akaashisbabygirl]

Hello dear friend, I'm in the mood for some hate!! Sad shit you know what I mean? Anyway can have a YouTube or gamer kenma,bokuto,Tuskishima having hate comments about their s/o , they or their s/o find it. I hope that helps? Sorry if not get love your writing

hate comments

pairings: kenma x reader, bokuto x reader, tsukishima x reader

warnings: slight spoilers for timeskip kenma

kenma kozume

we already know that after kenma graduated from high school he became a youtuber

it would be often that he would have his girlfriend, y/n, in the background of his videos or streams 

his subscribers knew he had a girlfriend

and you know how subscribers are

some are respectful of that, and some are not

kenma has some fans who lowkey seem to have a crush on him, so when they found out he had a girlfriend, they weren’t happy

so they decided to start commenting things about you

one morning kenma opened up his laptop to go through his youtube comments

“your girlfriend isn’t pretty” “you know, i could treat you better than she does” “i bet she doesnt even let kenma play games all day” “she’s a mood kill” “she looks so fake. no wonder why she’s wearing all that makeup” “she’s so ugly. i don’t know what kenma sees in her” 

he really didn’t want to tell you as he didn’t want to bring your mood down, but he knew you were going to find out sooner or later

he sat you down in a chair next to him in his gaming room while he recorded a video

he ended up making a video titled “addressing the hate comments with y/n”

he pretty much just exposed all the hate comments in the video, posting screenshots, saying the exact opposite of what the comments said

in the end, he ended the video by saying:

“so, y/n is my girlfriend, and i love her a lot. and if you think i’m going to leave her for you, i think you’re wrong,” and he ended it with a smile 

bokuto kōtarō

bokuto usually played around with akaashi, kenma and kuroo a lot

so one day he decided to do live streams

you, y/n aka his girlfriend usually watched his live streams

one day you came to him saying you wanted to be in one of his live streams

to be honest, you saw people commenting in the chat about how good looking your boyfriend was

you just wanted to introduce yourself as his girlfriend

so that’s what you did

you started appearing more and more in his streams

however, one day you were busy and couldn’t make it 

and that’s when his fans decided to strike

“y/n’s not here? he must’ve dumped her” “she’s not that pretty anyways” “gosh, i wish she would stop appearing in his streams. she takes up too much of the screen” “he would be so much better if he just dumped her already”

of course, you were the one to bring it up to bokuto

poor baby was just confused. he just didn’t know why anyone would hate his s/o

in the end, during one of his streams he brought up the fact that people had been saying stuff about his s/o

he even threatened to block them

tsukishima kei

he would play from time to time, but wouldn’t stream as much

kei was pretty quiet about having a girlfriend when he first started his streams

so in the end everyone just assumed he was single

when they first saw you during his streams, they thought you were his sister

you were reading the chat when they said that, simply saying, “I’m not his sister. I’m his girlfriend”

that’s when you started receiving the hate

“damn idk what he sees in her” “she was so bitchy the first time she was on screen” “bro she looks like his sister, why’s she getting so defensive about it” “god, she seems so annoying”

both you and kei noticed the comments that people were sending

and straight away kei had something very salty to say back to them

“kinda don’t get why you’re all targeting my girlfriend, but go off”

“y’all must be pretty desperate, cause i’ve never seen a more thirsty fan trying to get with a boy who does make it obvious that his girlfriend is there”

“ahah, y’all are making me laugh. why don’t you go find some other guy to harass. i’m sure there’s plenty out there”

[yunkiwii]

anon asked:

“Hi if requests are still open, my request is for Stray Kids Han: Han has a crush on female member of stray kids and gets like confused because he doesnt know what to do, so he goes to Chan for advice. eventually Han confesses to reader. slight angst but with fluff ending please where Han and reader starts dating :) it's totally okay if you don't want to write it, but either way thanks in advance!”

i had so much fun writing this one, although i struggled to finish it 😅

i hope you like it anonnie, sorry for taking so long ♡

pairing: jisung x fem!reader

genre: angst ✷ + fluff დ

w/c: ~2.3k

warnings: none

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The group had just finished dance practice and were all headed out to have dinner. But as (y/n) was about to leave the practice room she noticed Jisung had stayed behind, still repeating the same three moves that were a bit more complex and required a lot of concentration at first. (y/n) is a great dancer, one of the best actually, and she is also a quick learner which makes her a great teacher as well. It wouldn’t be the first time she’d stay a bit longer just to help one of the other members out with some moves. It just happens to be with Jisung almost every time. They’ve grown to be really close and fond of each other after so many late hour practices, even though they weren’t the best of friends back in their trainee years.

“Want some company?” she asked, closing the door after the rest of the guys had left. She would never ask him directly if he needed help, he is way too stubborn and never wants to bother his friends.

Her question made him stop to look at her, and she could see he was clearly getting frustrated by not getting the moves pitch perfect as he wanted.

“You don’t have to stay,” he shrugged, pulling his hair back. (y/n) noticed he wasn’t a boy anymore and suddenly felt weird looking at him. The oversized shorts and t-shirt combined with his sweaty hair pulled back and the wrinkles of frustration on his face made him look so hot. “go get dinner and get some rest, I’ll just stay a few more minutes.”

He turned again to face the mirror and went back to the moves of before, (y/n) shook her previous thoughts away and joined him. He rolled his eyes at her, not wanting to admit that he in fact appreciated her company very much, it just happens that he also cared a whole lot for her well being and didn’t want her to push herself, even less if it was just to help him out.

One hour passed and Jisung still didn’t want to leave, stubborn as he is, but he was only getting more frustrated by minute and that didn’t help him get the moves right at all. (y/n) figured that something wasn’t right with her friend, yes, he sometimes needs help with some dance routines, but it had never taken him this long to master the moves, despite what he thinks he is also a great dancer.

“Jisung, let’s wrap it up for today, you need to rest.” (y/n) sat down, back against the mirror, facing a sweaty and exhausted Jisung. “Come sit here for a bit.” She said tapping the floor to her right and he did as she said, sliding down against the mirror and hiding his face between his knees when he reached the bottom.

“You know, if there is something going on with you, you can always come and talk to me.” (y/n) said very softly making the boy raise his head and lean against the mirror, not even glancing at his friend. “But if you don’t want to that’s also okay, but please take good care of you and take some rest. Pushing yourself throw the choreography won’t do you any good.”

“I’m fine. I appreciate your help but I’m fine, you can leave now. I want to be alone.”

He wasn’t being himself, (y/n) had never seen him act so cold towards anyone and even though it hurt she made an effort to not make it about her, figuring he was just having a bad day and taking it on the only person there with him. With that in mind she decided it would be best to just do what he asked and leave, but as she was standing up, looking down at his state, she felt this need to comfort him, even if it was in the slightest way, and placed a kiss on the top of his head before leaving.

After a while, Jisung decides it’s time to leave as well, figuring he wouldn’t run into (y/n) again that night, and he goes straight up to the kitchen to get something to eat before taking a shower. As soon as he gets there, he notices a covered plate with a little note next to it addressed to him.

“If you change your mind you know where to find me. Please eat and get some sleep. – (y/n)”

This little note was all it took for him to burst into tears, the feeling of his chest tightening up consumed him, he gets even more frustrated, not knowing what he should do about his feelings towards her.

He had only figured it out a couple of weeks ago, they were all watching a movie together when she pulled a blanket to cover both of them and snuggled next to him, the tiredness and sleepiness making her a little chilly. That proximity sent shivers down his spine, the smell of her freshly washed hair spread along his shoulder and chest giving him a feeling of home and comfort, and all he wanted was to pull her even closer and stay like that forever. That’s how he knew he had fallen for her.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even hear Chan coming in, only noticing his presence when he sat right next to him, squeezing his shoulder lightly.

“Are you okay mate?”, Jisung wiped his tears right away not wanting this matter to be addressed in any way, but it was too late, Chan saw the little note and it was easy to put two and two together, “It’s about (y/n), isn’t it?”

“How could you tell?”, the boy figured there was no point in denying it by now.

“Trust me, I bet I knew it even before you did. Besides, you’ve been staring at her note for a while now.”

“I really don’t know what to do about this.”

“Take a shot.” Chan said straight forward, receiving a confused look in return.

“What?”

“Exactly what I said, take a shot. I’ve seen you two together and something tells me she wouldn’t reject you.”

“Are you listening to yourself? We’re idols, working together, I don’t even know where to start explaining to you the many ways this could go terribly wrong! First of all, the scandal it would be, it could ruin both of our careers in seconds and even if that doesn’t go wrong, I’m afraid it’ll ruin our group’s dynamic; I don’t want to jeopardize our friendships. This of course, assuming she’d take me, if she rejects me it will be even worse because I’ll lose her.” Jisung was controlling himself to not burst into tears again in front of his hyung.

“You’re so focused on what could go wrong that you can’t even see how lucky you guys are. You being in the same group only has advantages dude! I say you go for it, if she rejects you it will hurt, sure, but it will also help you move on, which will not happen if you just sit there all frustrated not even being able to focus on your work. And if she feels the same it will be so great mate, it will be so easy to hide it from the public, you literally live in the same building and it’s already normal for you two to be seen together, if you stay low when you’re out nobody will be able to tell what’s really going on.”

Chan’s little motivational speech did make Jisung feel better and made him realize his hyung was right and he should in fact confess to her, he just needed to figure out the best way to do so.

For the next couple of days, he kept avoiding her, spending most of his time in the studio or in his bedroom, both places he knew it was pretty unlikely to find her while he was sorting things out. But the thing is, (y/n) was completely oblivious to what was actually going on and, to her, him being that distant only could mean one of two things, either she did something that hurt him in anyway or he found out about her crush on him and was uncomfortable about it. Either way, this whole situation was making her uneasy and she couldn’t concentrate so she decided to just confront him and find out what the hell was going on.

“Have any of you seen Han?” she asked Minho and Jeongin, who were too focused on their videogame to even bother to look back at her.

“Probably in the studio.” Jeongin immediately realising his mistake, “But he said-”

“I don’t care what he said, I’m going there.”

(y/n) felt like she was about to cry when she reached the studio door, opening it without even knocking, not being able to hold back the tears anymore when she started talking.

“What the hell, Han? What is wrong with you lately?” she felt like screaming when coming in, but when she saw him, she could barely speak, let alone scream, the only thing indicating how mad she was, was the fact that she called him Han instead of Jisung.

The boy closed the laptop as soon as he heard her voice, turning around startled by her sudden appearance. He stood up as soon as he realised the tears running down her cheeks, eyes all red and puffed, and it hurt him deeply seeing her like that, even more knowing it was because of him.

“(y/n)… I… Hm… Are you-”, he tried to get closer to her but she stepped back getting away from him.

“You even hide your work from me now?” she pointed at the closed laptop on his desk, “Please just explain why you’re being like this, have I done something wrong?”, her voice getting weaker word by word.

“No, no, no! You’ve been nothing but a good friend to me, a really good one, this is all my fault, not yours!” slowly he was able to approach her and embrace her into a hug, her face hiding in his chest. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you, I just… I didn’t know how to so… I was doing what I knew best… I…” He started to hesitate, making (y/n) raise her head and face him. His cheeks were turning into shades of pink and he couldn’t look back at her, never breaking the hug though.

“What do you to talk to me about?”, she’d stopped crying by now, but this still came out almost as a whisper, barely audible, her heart beating so fast and loudly she thought it could be heard in the whole JYP building. But not even Jisung could hear it, being too worried that his heartbeat was the one being heard.

“I… I made you a song, (y/n)…” He found the guts to look straight into her face, cheeks marked by the tears, “It’s not finished yet, I was going to give it to you tonight…”

“What?” she released herself from his embrace, trading looks between him and his laptop. “What, why? I… don’t understand…”

“Well, hum, I’m kind of trying to confess to you…” He admitted, his cheeks burning like fire, as he sat down in his chair opening the laptop to play the unfinished song.

(y/n) stood still and quietly listened to the beautiful melody and words that were created for her, thinking of her, and it took her a few moments to let her sink in the fact that Jisung was confessing to her, through a song, probably the most beautiful one she’s ever heard, and it wasn’t even finished yet. She was overwhelmed, couldn’t even think straight, the boy was so nervous he wouldn’t take his eyes of the screen. When the melody stopped and the room fell into deep silence, Jisung stood up and faced a completely perplexed (y/n).

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same (y/n)… I just wanted you to know, that’s all…”

“But what if I do? What if I do feel the same, what happens then?”

“What?”, Jisung couldn’t believe what he’d just heard, he needed to confirm he wasn’t hallucinating. “Are you saying you do?”

She just nodded, eyes now locked in his.

“Because if you do feel the same you don’t have to worry about anything, Chan and I figured it out together, we’ll be fine.” Jisung’s voice matching his expression of excitement, with a little hint of disbelief, eyes wide open, sparkling as (y/n) started to make the space between them smaller every second. “You just don’t look convincing, do you really feel the same? Do you want to-”

“Shut up for a second…” (y/n) closed the little gap that was still between them and locked her lips on his, hands intertwined behind his neck pulling him closer, his slid down to her waist with the same purpose. The kiss was slow, passionate, but slow, as if they wanted to take the time they deserved to get to know each other’s lips. Jisung felt (y/n) smiling against him before pulling away.

“What were you saying?” the girl smirked, not taking her eyes off Jisung.

“Do you want to be my girlfriend?” Jisung said, making (y/n) giggle at how adorable he looked, resembling a child popping the question to the cutest girl in his class.

“That was lame, but sure, you had me at the first verse of your song anyway.” She said making Jisung all flustered again, picking her up from her feet and spinning her around, both laughing, realising that their worries were insignificant compared to how good this made them feel.

“Our song.” Jisung corrected his girlfriend while putting her down and pulling her in for another kiss. He felt like the world was his, like he could do anything and all he wanted was for that feeling never to end.

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CALL OF THE RAVEN

PART 14        

For the next three days i was trying to keep myself bussy with work, so not to go crazy thinking if Jake will contact me. I wasnt very succesful with it, i kept thinking of him a lot. Did i make it worse with all i said to him? Does he feel the same? What if he doesnt, can i just get over it easy? My mind was a mash, i was going crazy. I barely managed to do any work. And not to mention, those darn phonecalls continued on a daily basis. I really started to get a bad vibe from it, but i couldnt think of anything that would give me a reason for it. On the fourth day, i couldnt stand anymore being in my motel room, so i texted Jessy if she wants to meet me for lunch. She replied shortly after, accepting my offer gladly. A change of scenery will do me good.

I met with Jessy at the town square, and we decided to go to a pasta place. As we sat at the table, and ordered, she looked at me all serious „Whats up, Maya? I can see worry written all over your face.“ I tought if telling her about the calls would be a good thing, she might get too worried for me. After a moment of hesitation, i started. „I'v been getting some weird phonecalls lately, and its driving me insane.“ Jessy looked at me, worry appearing on her face „What kind of calls?“ „Hidden caller calls“ i told her, sighing „It all started a while ago, and i didnt think much of it at first. But then they beacme more frequently.“ I paused for a moment, seeing Jessy getting more upset with it as i told her more of it. „Does the caller say anything?“ she asked. „No, just silence.“ I sighed, sounding tired „I got a bad feeling about it all, Jessy. I dont know why, but something is off with it all.“ „Did you tell anyone else about it?“ she asked, and i knew who she had in mind. „If you mean Jake, no, i havent told him.“ I looked at her, before i continued „Since you mentioned him, theres something else i have to tell you.“ I told her all about that night after i left Aurora. She scolded me for not telling her sooner, but not holding a grudge, considering othere things that wer happening. „So you understand now why i haven't told him anything.“ I said, a feel of desperation taking over me. Jessy looked at me for a moment „I understan.“ She started „But i think you should tell him, Maya.“ „I dont want him to think im pushy, Jessy.“ I said, but she interupted me „Maya, dont be a fool. He can help you with this. Heck, he's the only one from us all that can actualy be of any help.“ She looked at me, pleadingly „Please, Maya, promise me you will contact him. Today.“ I couldnt say no to her, and she was right. Jake was the one person who might help me with this. I sighed desperatly „Alright, Jessy, i promise i'll contact him.“ „Today.“ She added, and i replied „Today, yes.“ Neither of us had much of an apetit afterwards. She walked with me to my car, giving me a tight hug „Everything will be ok, Maya.“ She said, giving me a reasuring smile. „I hope so, Jessy.“ I opened the car doors. „Call me if you need anything, and i mean anything. I'm here for you.“ „Thanks, Jessy, i will.“ I said to her smiling, waveing her goodby.

When i got back to the motel, i sat at my bed, holding my phone in front of me, just staring at it. Four days passed since that night, and he still hasnt contacted me. But Jessy was right, Jake can help me. I opened my phone, entering the chat with him. „Hey, you there?“ i wrote, and pushed send. I got up from the bed, and started walking arround the room nervously, still holding my phone. When the sound of a new message beeped fom it, i almost dropped it.

Jake: Yes, what's up?

Maya: I need your help

Jake: Is everything ok?

Maya: Not really..

Maya: Is it possible for us to meet?

Maya: I really dont want to go about it over the phone.

Jake: Alright.

Maya: Cafe Rainbow?

Jake: Meet you there in an hour?

Maya: Yeah, great.

Maya: Thank you.

Jake: No worries.

                                  Jake is now offline

I decided to walk there, clearing my head on the way a bit. I took my stuff, and left. As i was walking towards cafe, i hoped the atmosphere between Jake and me wont be aqward. I was stressed enough with those calls. The day was sunny, so i took my sunglasses with me, even tho the sun wont be out for much longer. I got there a bit earlier, and sat at the table outside, ordering a coffee. It passed a few minutes maybe, when i saw Jake comming my way. He sat down accross from me, and ordered coffee, too. I took of my sun glasses, and I guess my face showed all the worry and tiredness, because i could see Jake's face getting all serious. „Is everything alright, Maya? You look terrible.“ He asked me, worry in his voice. „No, Jake, everything is not ok.“ I said desperatly. I started explaining him all about the calls, him listening intensly to every word i said. „Alright“ he said as i finished „So just the calls happened, nothing else?“ he asked me. I looked at him, sighing „You think im over exaggearting about it, dont you?“ He looked at me, softness in his eyes „Hey, i can see this is bothering you, so, no, i dont think that.“ „It does bother me. I have a bad feeling cravling at me every time my damn phone rings.“ I said desperatly „I'm on a verge of breaking.“ I slouched tiredly at my chair then. Jake nudged me on my knee „Hey, it will be alright.“ He gave me a reasuring smile „We will figure it out.“ I looked at him „Thanks, i really appriciate you doing this.“ „No worries.“ He said. He got all serious before saking „ Would you mind if i'd check your phone?“ „Ofcourse not“ i said. I took the phone from my purse, handing it to him, but he smiled „Not like that.“ I looked at him puzzled, before he replied to me „I would like to check your phone internaly.“ „Oh, i see.“ I asked him after a moment „And how will you do that?“ He got a bit nervous.„Uhm, well, i would have to get some stuff from Hannahs place.“ He started „We can do it at the motel.“ He looked at me then, and i noticed him blushing a bit. I smiled inside „Ok, that would be fine.“ And i added, trying to make him feel less uncomfortable by all „I dont want the others finding out about it, eitherway. At least untill we find out more about it.“ He relaxed a bit „Ok, great. Did you came with your car?“ „No, i walked this time. I was stressed too much for driving.“ I told him. „Alright, understandable. Well, you mind if we stop to Hannahs place first, then head to the motel?“ „Sure, lets do it.“ I said, leaving enough money on the table for both of our coffees. Jake wanted to protest, but i shushed him quickly „At least let me do this, as a way of a 'thank you'.“ He smiled at me „Not necessary, but alright.“ I smiled back, leaving the money, and we left.

Hannahs apartment wasnt far from the cafe. I told him i'll wait for him outside, and he went in to grab his stuff. He came back shortly, his backpack over his shoulder. „Alright, im ready.“ He said, as he got back to where i was waiting. We walked in silence, when my phone rang. I took it out of my purse, and tensed when i saw it was one more of those hidden calls. Jake took the phone from me, answering it. „Hello?“ he said, looking at me, as i waited impatiently . He said 'hello' few more times before the call was ended. He handed me the phone back „Dont worry, this is all probably nothing.“ He told me, giving me a reasuring smile. „I really hope so.“ We continued towards the motel. As we got there, i unlocked the doors and entered my room. Jake paused a bit at the doors, and i chuckled at him „Well, come in, I dont bite.“ i said. He shook his head smiling, saying as he stepped inside „You sure?“ „Well, you will just have to trust me.“ I said teasingly „Or would you rather prefer for me to leave a chair for you outside, so at least you can sit while you work?“ „Ha, thanks, but i'll take my chances inside then.“ He said, grining. He was so sweet, i couldnt belive he was here with me. I tensed at the tought, and quickly glanced arround the room, sighing with relieve i actually left it tidy. I got to the desk, moving my stuff away „Here, you can use the desk.“ „Thanks.“ He sat down and started taking his stuff out from his backpack. He took out his laptop, wich was waaaay better then mine, and some other gadgets i had no clue what they were. „Uhm, power plug?“ he asked, and i replied its behind the desk. He pluged all he needed, and started his laptop. It was interesting seing him like this. He was doing what he does best, and i could see seriousnes and dedication in it. His laptop booted, and he turned to me „Can i have your phone, please? And turn it off.“ I took my phone, turning it off, giving it to him. He took it and plugged it to one of the gadgets, wich was connected to his laptop. He opened some program on it, and started typing something on the keyboard, not even glancing at it. I just stared at him in amazement. To him, this was like playing a piano, he could do it with his eyes closed. He finished after a few moments, turning to me „Well, now we wait.“ „And what is it that you are looking for?“ i asked him „And, please, explain it to me as simple as you can, this whole thing is a nuclear sience to me.“ He smiled at me „ Well, simply saying, im checking if your phone was 'hacked' somehow,tempered in any way. But, that will take a while. I wanted to check it thoroughly, so it will take longer then usualy.“ „Alright, thank you for a simple explanation.“ I smiled at him. „You're welcome“ he replied. „Well, since this will take a while, we could order a pizza or something?“ I asked. „Sure, i could eat something.“ „Great“ i said, adding „Uhm, since my phone is 'under maintanance', could you do it?“  „Oh, sure.“ He smiled „What kinda pizza would you like?“ „Oh, whatever, as long as its not too spicy, or with exotic fruit.“ I shuddered at the last tought. He laughed, his laugh ringing to my ears like a beautiful melody. „Good taste.“ He said. „Want a Cola with it? Or anything else?“ „Cola is fine, thanks.“ I said. He fidgeted for a while with his mobile, setting it down on the desk „Ok, done. Should be here in about 40 minutes.“ „Great.“ I started „Amm, do you mind if i take a shower while we wait for it?“ He looked at me, his eyes getting some special glow in them, something i havent noticed before. I felt the heat spreading through my body, as his gaze intensified, when he finaly said „Ofcourse not, go ahead.“ He started „I'll be right here waiting.“ I smiled, turned to grab some stuff from the wardrobe, before going to bathroom. Jake was watching me the whole time, and i had a feeling i was burning now. I entered the bathroom, closing the door, and leaning agains it from the inside. What the heck was that, i tought to myself, This was new. And i liked it. Could it be, i tought, that my little monologue from that night initiated something? I looked at myself in the mirror, realizing i was grinning like a mad man. I turned the shower on, taking my clothes off, and steping inside.

When i was done, i putted fresh clothes on and left the bathroom. Jake was still sitting behind the desk, checking something on his laptop. He turned to me as i stepped back into the room „Feeling better?“ he asked. „Yes, definatly.“ I told him smiling, sitting on the bed.. „Thats a nice pendant arround your neck.“ He told me. „A gift from someone sepcial?“   „Yeah, as a matter of fact.“ I said smiling, my hand automaticaly reaching for it. I told him how my mom always liked clovers, and about giving me that pendant, saying it will bring me luck and keep me safe. „Thats kinda like my lucky charms.“ I said smiling. But my smile faded, and i said gloomily „Kinda ironic at the moment, wouldnt you say.“ Jake got up from the desk, sitting next to me on the bed. „It's not.“ He said „Nothing happened that would make you say so.“ „Nothing happened 'yet'.“ I said, sighing, leaning my head on his shoulder. Just being this close to him made me feel better. His presence made me both aroused and calm at the same time. My hands wer resting on my legs, and he putted his hand over mine „Nothing will happen, Maya, i promise you.“ His hand was so soft and warm. I closed my eyes, just enjoing this moment, taking in deep breaths of him. The pizza guy knocked at the door then, and i cursed under my breath, moving my head from his shoulder. I wanted for the moment to last a bit longer. Jake looked at me, giving me an akward smile, his face showing he was sharing my resentment by the knock. He got up slowly, going for the door. He gave the guy some money taking pizza and drinks from him. I moved myself to the head of the bed, adjusting both pillows on the bed frame. „C'mon, lets eat while its still warm.“ I told him, tapping with my hand other side of the be. He came to the other side of the bed, putting the pizza on the middle. He handad me the bag with the drinks, and i took them out, placing them on the stand next to my side of the bed. He took his sneakers off and sat on the bed. I handed him some napkins from the bag, and we opened the pizza box. It was late already, so i turned the night light on the stand. I grabbed the tv remote „Want me to find some silly movie?“ I grined at him. He chuckled „Sure, why not.“ I switched through programmes, stoping on some movie we both agreed to just leave it on. We just watched and ate in silence. We finished the pizza, and i got up moving the box from the bed, handing him his drink. He took a few sips giving it back to me. With pizza box gone, we both stretched on the bed, and i switched of the light. I adjusted my pillow, Jake doing the same, and as he did, our heads touched at the top. I smiled, looking at the TV, feeling my eyes becoming heavy. „This is nice.“ I said after a moment, yawning sleepely. I could feel Jake smiled „Yeah“ he said „It really is.“ His hand found mine then, and our fingers intertwined. I moved closer to him, turning on my side, placing my head on his chest, not letting his hand go. He hugged me with his other hand, pulling me even closer to him. I closed my eyes, letting his breathing and the sound of his heartbeet lulling me slowly to sleep. Before sleep took over me, i said almost whispering „Good night, Jake.“ He gently kissed me on the forehead „Sweet dreams, Maya.“