#I don’t enjoy bragging but I’ll brag about this because it’s amazing

[spineless-lobster]

Cunty Captain edit? Cunty Captain edit.

[writingsonsaturn]

Tim and Y/n are high school sweethearts but they go there separate ways not because they want to but for some reason, and y/n moves to LA (maybe sometime after the break up with Rachel) and meets tim again after she calls 9-1-1 for help and they reconnect - you're an amazing writer

rekindled love - tim bradford

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🪐: i’m so sorry it took me so long to write this, i made it a little longer to make up for it so pls forgive me lol :)

word count: 1.8k

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Senior year was the beginning to the end, Tim had talked to you about joining the military and The moment your eyes met Tim’s freshmen year during first period you knew your heart was his.

Your secret crush developed as you continued to stare and daydream about his pretty face, your friends all laughed at you and practically screamed at you to finally make a move on him.

“He doesn’t even know who I am! Why would I make a move?” you had groaned over the phone.

“Y/n, babe, I need you to be serious. That man has the biggest crush on you! He barely even knows what class he’s in because he’s too busy gawking at you” your friend, Darla, argued with a roll of her eyes.

After the much needed push to finally get the ball rolling, you had sat next to Tim in class. Unbeknownst to you his heart had started racing, hands began to profusely sweat, and mouth became dry at the simple thought of you being next to him.

The class was long, and boring. That was until Tim asked “are you understanding any of this?” you were surprised, and slightly caught off guard.

“Honestly, no, but i personally enjoy a good game of pretend” your witt had caught his attention, he smiled and looked back at his paper seemingly writing something down.

Your gaze was curious, looking over his shoulder. “Ms. L/n, please keep your eyes towards me” your teacher had declared loudly, causing your cheeks to heat up.

Tim had looked at you once the teacher's prying eyes had left you two alone, he slyly slid over a note.

“Here’s my number, call me?” the note had read, you smiled and put the note in your backpack. 

Your eager body was nearly out of the seat before the bell could even make the first ring, hurriedly running out of the school halls, ignoring the confused calls of your name spoken by your friends.

The rest was history after that, late night calls began and he started picking you up in the mornings for school. Tim bragged about you to his friends, and you to yours.

you told him about a writing program you had been accepted into. You both were happy for each other, but deep down both of you knew that long distance wouldn’t be something that could work for you two at the moment.

Graduation night you and Tim went out to the coast, sitting on the sand and taking in the serene atmosphere. “I really don’t want to go” you broke the silence tearfully, the impact of the moment finally hitting you.

“Neither do I” he agreed, putting his arm around your shoulders.

You both sat there, tears streaming down your faces in quiet acceptance. 

You both had said your goodbyes, the hug lasting longer than usually knowing it would be the last one. “I’ll find you again” he whispered in your ear, and kissed your forehead, leaving you with his love.

-

You looked around your now empty apartment, the heavy brown boxes filled with your life already on its journey to Los Angeles. 

Your job had offered you a chance to move offices, you took the chance to finally move back to your hometown. Your life was seemingly perfect, you had a well paying job, a beautiful high rise apartment in the upper east side, you were living the dream.

Although your heart never seemed aligned with your head, it stayed where you left it. The ache never left your bones, the longing for the once in a lifetime love you had experienced. 

While you sat in the back of your cab, your mind wandered off, running away with different thoughts and daydreams. Tim was a recurring image in each of those daydreams and thoughts, you wondered if you’d see him again, if he still thought about you the way you thought about him.

The simple thought of seeing Tim again made your stomach flip and heart pump faster than you could have prepared for. That feeling only enlarged when the airport came into sight, you knew the idea of seeing Tim again was a mere fantasy as you hadn't heard from him or keep up with how his life had been. You both agreed it was better to make a clean cut, seeing each other live their respective lives without one another would just be another grueling stab to the heart. 

You didn’t even know if Tim still lived in California, all of these old, decrepit feelings were clawing their way out of their tomb. You simply just shook your head, hoping to scramble the memories, and quickly made your way inside the airport.

The flight was as nice as a flight could be, you would've gotten first class but you didn't feel like selling any organs. You were lucky enough to get a window seat and a nice older woman who gave you little sweets that she claimed would help pop your ears.

You were greeted by your mother, who was gracious enough to pick you up at 11:30pm on a weekday. “Mom!” you squealed, hugging her tightly with excitement, you only had your bare necessities with you so you didn't have to go to baggage claim. 

You and your mom walked out arm and arm, you talked about your long flight and she mentioned how excited your dad was to see you again. Your parents were letting you crash at their place for tonight while you waited for the moving trucks to arrive.

As soon as you got to your parents house and greeted your dad, you went right up to your old room and immediately went to sleep, not worrying about your skin care or taking a shower. 

Once you had woken up, you were met with the comforting smell of your mothers cooking. You got yourself off the bed and walked into your bathroom, hoping that a nice warm shower would rid you of the suffocating airplane stench. The warmth of the water melted into your sore muscles, while the steam rolled through your stuffed sinuses.

You took a couple of deep breaths before getting out, wiping the steam of the mirror before getting ready. 

“Oh how i've missed your cooking” you exhaled as you reached the kitchen, your dad spoke from the dining room table “you gonna need help moving in?” 

“No, the moving dudes will help with all of that pops” you patted his shoulder while grabbing a piece of bacon, “I’ll be able to stop by sometime next week after i've gotten settled in, and my work hours situated” you explained, your parents smiled at you “we’re glad you’re home, y/n.”

When the moving company had finished their job, you finally were able to take a moment and breath. You were once again exhausted but still needed to eat dinner, you weren't in the mood to cook, let alone were you willing to dig through all your boxes to find your kitchen utensils. You pulled out your phone and ordered take out, as you waited you unpacked the box with your bed sheets and made your bed sleepable. 

Your house was in a dainty little neighborhood, it was older architecture with beautiful accents and all around wonderful. When the room had been unpacked to your standards, your next battle was to unpack your bathroom. 

The doorbell rang, you quickly made your way towards the door. You tipped the driver and said your thanks closing the door. You were thankful they packed you plastic silverware and dug into the mouth watering food in front of you.

You decided to call it a night after a little more unpacking here and there, but you had tired yourself out and you were ready to go to bed.

You flinched awake at a loud clashing coming from downstairs, you sat up quickly thinking it might just be home alone jitters until the loud crash was heard again. You knew better than to try and investigate the noise so you quietly tiptoed to your bedroom door and locked it, then went into the conjoined bathroom also turning and locking it before hiding in your tub and dialing 911.

“911, what's your emergency?” the voice on the other line asked, “There’s someone in my house.” your shaking voice answered, fear present in your speech, “Okay, and what is your address?” she questioned “4758 garden road.” “Okay, and do you know where this person is located?” she asked for clarification “I think he's in the kitchen” you tried to stay calm but the adrenaline and fear were catching up to you.

The 911 operator stayed on the phone with you until the police arrived and arrested the intruder, you hung up the phone when you heard a knock and an announcement stating it was the police. You hurried to the door, unlocking it and ready to profusely thank the officer who had possibly just saved your life. “Oh thank god, i thought i was going to-” you abruptly paused when you noticed who you were thanking.

“Y/n?” you heard Tim’s voice call your name, you almost thought you were hallucinating out of fear. “Tim?” you replied, all the emotions you were holding in waiting for the cops to show up spewed out. 

“It’s okay, it's okay, you’re safe now” Tim comforted you, your shaking form easily fit into his body. He held onto you, also in shock at seeing your face after so much time had passed, he knew he needed to get a statement from you but he just can't seem to let you go. 

When he had gotten you to calm down, he took you to the precinct to get a statement from you. “So you became a cop” you tried to make small talk, your voice nasally and hoarse from crying. “Yeah, i did” Tim responded, putting paper on a clipboard “when did you come back to town?” he continued as he tried to make you comfortable.

You and Tim went over your written statement, and after that you caught up on life. You talked to him about your time in New York, and he told you about his time spent in the army and how he went on to become a cop.

It had felt natural, like the flame rekindled as if it had never been put out.

Before you left the station Tim slipped you a note and a quick smile before going back to his duties and having another officer drive you home, you read the note “Here’s my number, Call me?”

You felt the same excitement you had the first time you read those words, and still were just as eager to get home and call him.

[jagibee]

Call Me Luna

(Stray Kids x Reader)

Chapter 6

6,213 Words

A/N: Sorry that the story is being so slow! I promise it will pick up in a bit! In the meantime, enjoy some Chanlix! Also, just a reminder, when I write something like “‘“this”’”, it means the characters are speaking in English.

TW: Talk of dieting, discussion of sex

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After a very eventful day, it hadn’t taken you very long to fall asleep once you had completed your nightly routine. The bed was nice, if a little stiff, and you ordered more room service for dinner, this time knowing what you liked. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as fun as the last time you ate, but you still went to bed full and satisfied.

Then your phone rang and startled you out of your sleep. You didn’t even check the time when you picked up immediately after seeing the caller ID.

“Hello? Chan? Is everything alright?”

“Y/N!”

Well. You wanted the sound of him saying your name tattooed on the inside of your brain.

“What is it, Chan?”

From the other side of the phone call, you could hear a couple different muffled voices before there was a shushing sound.

“Just wanted to hear your voice, really. And make sure you’re okay after today.”

You felt your heart melt a little at that. “I’m fine, great even. You’re all so amazing, this is literally my dream job.”

The muffled voices were even louder, but you still couldn’t make them out. You were curious about them, but didn’t want to pry.

“I’m gonna be honest with you, Y/N. Half of the reason I called is because I need a break from my other members asking questions about you, and when they’re going to meet you, and why they didn’t get to meet you today.” You heard him sigh dramatically. “One of these days I’m actually going to start selling them off to Stays.”

You felt your lips twitch. “How much are you selling them for?”

Chan hummed thoughtfully. “I think I’ll just trade them for their SKZOOs. If someone comes up to me with one, I’ll let them rent that member for an hour.”

You heard an outburst from his side and laughed before replying. “If you do that, there will be a stampede of people at the company building waving their SKZOOs. Anyway, what have you been telling your members about me?”

“That you’re hot!”

Your heart fluttered. Was that…?

“Han! Give me my phone back!”

You heard a commotion and a sharp yelp before someone said something over the phone again.

“I am so sorry, I definitely did not say that- not that I don’t think you’re hot! Or, well, I don’t not think that, but there’s- I don’t want to disrespect you or-”

You couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Chan, it’s alright! I don’t not think you’re hot, either.”

There was a pause from every voice on the other side and you started to wonder if you went too far when you heard a quiet “thank you?”

You smirked at that. “You don’t have to thank me, it’s sort of obvious.”

The other voices started cackling at that and in order to save Chan, you changed the topic. “So, are you still at the studio?”

Seemingly glad of your mercy, he sighed slightly before speaking. “Yeah, but we’re almost finished up. I’ve got Changbin and Hannie with me, plus Seungmin because he said everyone at his dorm kept bragging about getting to meet you.”

Your cheeks suddenly felt very hot. “Really?”

“Yeah, they really liked you. But it’s kind of hard not to. Oh, by the way! Tomorrow I’ll pick you up at the front of the building again and then the two of us are having a meeting with Felix to discuss his heat. Sound good?”

“Sounds great,” you responded, trying your best to stay calm despite what he said about it being hard not to like you.

“Alright! Then we have a recording session, where you can meet the rest of our members.” There was a small eruption of cheers from the other line and you felt your cheeks hurt from how hard you were smiling. “Then, I was thinking we could all go out to dinner, if you’re interested? I figured we could celebrate you meeting all of us and the end of your first week and everything.”

You stifled a snort. “I haven’t actually been here for a full week. I arrived on Tuesday and my first day at the company was Wednesday.”

You heard Chan giggle. “Yeah, well, when you’re with these guys, it’s like dog years or something. Every day actually lasts a week, so really we’ll be celebrating your third week!”

You were glad that hotels were required to have scent blockers on all of the rooms, otherwise the entire floor might have smelled the cacophony of emotions you felt.

Rolling over on your bed, you almost choked on your own saliva when you saw the time on the clock. “Well, as much as I enjoy talking to you, I think that in order to not fall asleep in the middle of my third week, I should go back to sleep. Can I let you go?”

There was a clatter from your phone before you heard Chan’s voice again. “Shit, did we wake you up? Sorry! But yeah, go back to sleep for sure. In fact, we should go back to the dorms. Seungmin fell asleep on Changbin’s lap.”

Fuck, you couldn’t wait to meet them. “Okay then, I’ll see you tomorrow! Get back to your dorms safely!”

“We‘ll try our best. See you tomorrow, Y/N.”

…

The next time you woke up was much less eventful, your alarm ringing out rather than your ringtone.

You took a few minutes to just lay down and stare at the ceiling. There’s no way that really happened, you thought. There’s no way any of this is really happening.

However, a quick check of your call logs confirmed that you received a call from bangfuckingchan at 3:52 a.m.

Before you could have an existential crisis at too-damn-early in the morning, you decided to get out of bed.

After hanging out with the boys yesterday, you decided to put on an outfit that was a bit more casual, something that didn’t make you feel out of place while they were laying around eating tteokbokki in their sweatpants. You finished your morning routine and got in the car once it arrived.

The drive wasn’t too long, the hotel was just a bit too far to walk so you arrived at the company building quickly.

If there was anything that could rip your earlier doubts from your mind, it was the sight of Chan and Felix waiting on the sidewalk and waving at your van as you drove up.

You were so excited to see them again, you almost tripped when getting out. Luckily, you managed to catch yourself before face planting. Unluckily, it was still far from graceful as you extracted your foot from where it had gotten caught.

You turned to see Chan and Felix jog up to you. Before they were able to say anything about your awkward landing, you blurted out, “What, no coffee today?”

Chan blinked in bewilderment. “Uh… no? Are you alright?”

You furrowed your eyebrows at him in mock offense. “What, you’ve never seen someone get out of a car like that? That’s the style these days.”

Felix grinned at you and turned to Chan. “Yeah, hyung. Everyone is doing it. There’s a dance challenge and everything.”

Chan just sighed at the two of you. “Really?”

“Totally. You probably just haven’t heard about it because you were too busy getting hip surgery, old man.”

You let out a startled laugh at Felix’s joke while Chan’s jaw dropped.

Once he got over his shock, Chan turned his face to the sky and groaned. “Ugh, you need to stop hanging out with Seungmin.”

“We literally live together.”

Chan reached out and pulled Felix’s beanie down over his face. While he struggled to escape, Chan turned back to you and pointed his thumb over his shoulder. “So, there’s a cafe less than a block away, I was thinking we could get some breakfast and then get down to business?”

Felix finally emerged and flicked Chan’s cheek in retribution. Before they could start fighting in the street, you decided to intervene.

“Breakfast sounds perfect. Let’s go!”

You grabbed them by their hoodie sleeves and started walking in the direction Chan had pointed earlier. Felix slid his arm from your grasp to hold your hand normally and you hoped he couldn’t feel how your heart rate sped up. Chan seemed perfectly fine with you hanging on to his shoulder like a sugar glider, but your hand was cramping, so you released him. He glanced back at you before offering you a crooked elbow. You were thankful for the face mask the company required you to wear as a precaution so they couldn’t see how their actions were affecting you.

The walk was short but nice, the three of you striding along in comfortable silence.

Before you knew it, Chan was steering you into a little shop with flowers and herbs on the windowsills. The place was larger than most cafes, but it didn’t take away from the cozy vibe. There were beanbag chairs and couches along with several plants both hanging from the ceiling and settled along the walls. The only lighting was from the windows and the dainty fairy lights winding back and forth across the ceiling like a dazzling spiderweb. There were fuzzy rugs layered on top of each other, each one more cushy than the one before. In the center of the room was a counter with several baked goods on display. There was a worker watering the plants before she turned to you and welcomed you in.

“Wow. Okay, I guess I know where I’m going to work if you guys ever fire me.”

Felix giggled next to you. “I know, right? Just wait until you see the little desserts! If you leave and come work here, I expect you to bring me free leftovers.”

“Deal,” you told him, squeezing his fingers in yours.

Chan unhooked his arm from yours and instead rested his hand on your back, gently pushing you forward until you stood in line.

There was just one person in front of you, so you didn’t have to wait long. Felix shuffled you over to look at the pastries.

You almost gasped at how amazing they looked. There were little cakes shaped like flowers, cookies with hearts frosted on them, muffins with faces made out of chocolate chips.

Felix seemed particularly drawn to a little cat-shaped brownie. The ears were made of little wedges of chocolate and the whiskers were frosted on.

“Do you want that?”

Felix glanced back at you, eyes wide in surprise. “Hm? Oh, well, it looks good but I’m supposed to be dieting. You know, I’ll probably eat a lot during my heat, especially sweets, so I like to just avoid them for a bit before so I’m not eating too much.”

“Felix, Y/N! What do you guys want?” Chan called from the register.

You both told him what drinks you wanted and Felix went off to find a place to sit.

“Actually,” you turned back to Chan. “Can I have the little brownie cat, too?”

“That one?”

“Mhmm.”

“Are you going to fight me to pay for it?” He asked, eyes crinkling above his mask.

“No,” you mused, “I’ve decided that if you want to pay for me that bad, that’s on you. As a matter of fact, why don’t you just buy me the whole shelf of desserts? Maybe all of the drinks too. Or just buy me the cafe. Whatever you want.”

He chuckled at you, shaking his head. “Maybe later. For now, I think a drink and a cat brownie are good.”

You shrugged. “Fine. But let me know when you’re ready to sign the real estate papers.”

Turning around to look for Felix, you found him sitting in a window seat tucked behind a circular coffee table reading something on his phone.

You dropped down next to him, back to the window, and had a mini heart attack when he instantly moved over to rest his head on your shoulder.

“Have you seen this?” He turned his phone so you could read it.

JYP Entertainment Signs On Full-time Caretakers

Earlier this morning, the company revealed that it would be signing on caretakers for a few of their bands. The caretakers’ names or identities were not released, but we did get a list of the bands. Each of these bands have substantial fanbases, so it will be interesting to see how they react to their favorite idols working with a caretaker.

What is caretaking and why would a K-pop band need a caretaker?

Caretaking, while it has become much more common within the last few years, has been around for decades. Usually, only the wealthy could afford them, but nowadays, several people can hire a part-time caretaker with just a click of a button on their phone. However, with a company as influential as JYPE, using the caretakers full-time seems to be the way to go.

The roll of caretakers is to make sure that omegas are happy and content so that they don’t go into omega drop. While companies don’t always tell us why their artists go on hiatus, it is safe to assume that with their stressful jobs, there must have been some danger regarding omega drop, so it’s good that this company is taking their omegan artists’ health seriously.

You let out a noise somewhere between a laugh and a scoff. “Are they serious? They’re making a lot of guesses, and some of this is just straight up wrong.”

“What’s wrong?” Chan asked, showing up to the table and setting down a tray of drinks, along with the cat brownie.

He grabbed the drinks and set one in front of Felix and another in front of you, raising his eyebrows underneath his baseball cap as he sat down across from the two of you.

Felix slid his phone over to Chan. “This morning, the company released a statement about the new caretakers.”

Chan’s eyebrows furrowed. “Yeah? That’s not what’s wrong, is it?”

Felix tapped his phone to bring Chan’s attention to the screen. “This article is just being a bit weird about the whole caretaker thing.” Felix’s eyes shifted to the cat brownie. “Ah, you bought one for yourself?”

You smiled at him. “Well, it looks good, doesn’t it? But it seems a bit big. I’m not sure I could finish the whole thing on my own.”

He glanced between you and the brownie carefully.

“It’s a shame, too. I’d hate to waste food this good by throwing it in the trash.”

His lips pursed together.

“If only there was someone here who reminded me of brownies and cats that I could share it with.”

He huffed. “Hey, noona.”

“Yes?” You hummed.

He closed his eyes and slumped back into your shoulder. “Do you want to share it?”

You gasped theatrically. “Why, that’s a great idea! I can’t believe I didn’t think of it myself!”

You felt him shake with suppressed laughter as you moved the brownie over to cut it.

“Wait!” He yelped, sitting up. “Are you done with my phone?” He asked Chan.

Chan had finished reading the article by now and was watching you and Felix.

He straightened up and passed the phone back. “Yeah, I read it. God, that article. Well, hopefully people will know that that’s not the best source for information about our company or caretakers. I texted our managers, though, and they said it really doesn’t matter what one article says.”

You ran your fingers along your cup. “At least it’s not negative? It does say it’s good that the company is taking your health seriously. Of course, it would be better if they didn’t only mention omegas. All subgenders need caring for. Also, caretakers aren’t just there to prevent omega drop. That makes it sound like we just sit around and read magazines as long as omegas aren’t in danger of omega drop.”

“Hey.” You looked up as Chan reached across the table and took your hand from your cup, holding it in his. “We don’t think you’re just going to sit around reading magazines. We know you worked hard for this, you went to school for years and everything. No matter what people say about you or caretakers in general, we’ve got you.”

Felix looped his arms around your waist. “We’ve got you, noona.”

You squeezed Chan’s hand and ruffled Felix’s hair. “Thanks. I’m not taking it personally though, I just wish people wouldn’t make assumptions like that.”

Both of them nodded at you as you took off your mask, grabbed your drink, and took a sip. “Oh, shit. That’s good.”

They started cackling at your change in attitude when you remembered something from earlier. “Hey, Felix, what did you want to use your phone for?”

His eyes lit up. “Oh! I wanted to take a picture of the brownie and post it on bubble.”

He grabbed his phone and took a picture from above. However, he frowned at his phone one it was done.

“What is it?” You asked, taking another sip of your drink.

He shook his head. “There’s something missing…”

Felix glanced between you and the dessert and you tilted your head in confusion.

“Oh!” He clapped his hands together. “Noona, can I have your hand?”

You raised your hand for him and he took it without hesitation. He moved your hand and his to make a heart shape next to the brownie and took a picture with his other hand.

He brought the phone closer to his face, his freckles dancing as his eyes crinkled.

“Oh!” He looked up from his phone again. “Channie-hyung, did you want to be in the picture?”

Chan had moved his mask under his chin in order to drink his juice, so you could see his face as he smiled. “No, that’s alright Lix. Go ahead and post it.”

Felix nodded as he did just that and set his phone down. “Okay, now let’s see if it tastes as good as it looks!”

You smiled at his enthusiasm. “Sure thing! Will you pass me the knife, “‘“baby”’”?”

The two of you froze and blinked at each other before you realized that you should apologize. “Oh my god, I am so, so sorry. I should have asked to call you that and I didn’t-“

“No, no!” Felix said, waving his hands. “I actually really like being called that.” You couldn’t see much of his face since he still had his mask on, but as he handed you the knife, you could see the tops of his cheeks stretching like he was smiling.

You tightened your fingers around your drink, trying your best not to squeeze it too hard and have it explode on you. “Well, alright,” you replied, summoning your courage, “I guess I’ll have to call you that more often, then.”

Felix’s eyes widened a bit at your comment but before he could respond, Chan cleared his throat. “As much as I love this, we should be getting back to the company soon. You want to eat the cat now instead of taking pictures?”

Felix rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out at Chan as you cut the cat into thirds.

“Three?” Chan asked, tilting his head in confusion.

You held up the knife dramatically. “If I don’t argue with you about paying, you don’t argue with me about eating.”

He ducked his head, adjusting his hat. “Ah, fine. Sure.”

You grinned and turned to Felix. “Youngest first, right?”

He shook his head at you. “No, no, you’re new here, you go first, noona.”

You shrugged at him. “Alright.” You picked up a forkful from your third of the cat and held it in front of him.

His eyebrows raised at you. “R-really?”

You narrowed your eyes. “Do you want me to make airplane noises too?”

Felix’s lips twitched up as he leaned forward and ate the brownie off your fork.

“Oh my god,” he groaned, “I love this.”

You took your own bite and instantly understood his reaction. “Holy shit. Did they put the secret to happiness in this or something?”

Chan wheeze-laughed at your antics before taking his own bite. He stopped laughing immediately and his eyes widened. “Wow.”

The three of you quickly finished the cat brownie, Chan and Felix having a mini battle with their forks at one point.

You left the cafe, making sure to remember the name, and walked back to the company the same as before, one arm looped through Chan’s and one hand holding Felix’s.

Once you got to the company building, Chan told you that there was a small meeting room that you would be going to in order to discuss Felix’s heat.

You and Felix followed Chan’s lead as you all piled into the elevator and made your way to a door labeled Meeting Room 32J.

The room itself was fairly plain and it obviously wasn’t in use much. The walls were completely bare, the table was plain black-painted wood with six seats, two on each long side and one on each short side. There were two windows on the back wall and that was about it for decorations.

You sat down on one of the long sides of the table, Chan and Felix across from you, and you all took your face masks off.

You noticed Felix shifting uneasily and thought about how to make him more comfortable. Reaching out your hand, you wrapped it around his own and he glanced up at you from where he’d been staring at the table.

“Hey, “‘“baby”’”,” you murmured, “do you want to take your scent blockers off? And have me and Channie take ours off too?”

He blinked at you before grinning and ducking his head. “Yeah, that sounds nice. Thanks, noona.”

You squeezed his hand. “Of course.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Chan smiling at you before he started peeling off Felix’s scent blocker with the ease of someone who had done it a thousand times.

Once he’d removed both Felix’s and his own, and you removed yours, Felix visibly relaxed at the blend of scents. With your earthy-floral scent, Chan’s eucalyptus, and Felix’s lemon dessert, the room was overtaken by a nice, sweet, nature-like aroma. You felt relief in your shoulders from tension you didn’t even know you were carrying and sank down in your seat a little.

Chan cleared his throat and sat forward, folding his hands in front of him. “So,” he started, “I’m going to be honest, I don’t know exactly what we need to talk about or how to talk about it, so if one of you two wants to start…”

You giggled. “Chan, I know you’re used to being the leader, but this isn’t my first time as a caretaker. I know what we have to talk about, and what boundaries we need to set, but if I have any questions about specifics regarding idol life and your company, I’ll definitely ask. Is it alright if I lead this meeting?”

His shoulders slumped as he exhaled. “Please do.”

You let go of Felix’s hand to dig through your bag and bring out your notebook and a copy of the band’s files. You flipped the page to the one with Felix’s information and slid the papers over to him.

“This is what they gave me about you and your heat. It’s not much, so we’ll definitely have to go over more specifics about what your heat is like and what you like to do before, during, and after it, but let’s make sure we prioritize. What are some things not in this file that you think I need to know? And the list can be as long or as short as you want it to be.”

Felix and Chan stared at you for a few moments with wide eyes.

You frowned at them and crossed your arms over your chest. “What?”

Felix blinked and read over the file while Chan shook his head at you. “You’re so… professional.”

You couldn’t help but snort at that. “Well, I have been trained for this and I’ve had clients before you, so I like to think that I’m pretty good at it.”

Chan smiled widely at you, showing off his dimples. “You are pretty good.”

You pursed your lips and turned to Felix. “So, anything stick out to you?”

A crease formed between his eyebrows and his fingers clenched slightly around the paper. “Well, I guess all this is true. I like to keep my nests very private. But, there’s a big difference between Hyunjin and I when we nest. That’s one of the benefits to us not having synchronized heats anymore.”

You tilted your head. “Anymore? You used to be synchronized and now you aren’t? What happened?”

Felix bit his lip and glanced at Chan. The alpha raised his hand and started to pet Felix’s back soothingly.

“When Hyunjin had his hiatus, I sort of… went into a surprise heat? A bad one. The doctors say it was basically halfway between a normal heat and an omega drop. So, that wasn’t fun. And Hyunjin’s occurred as scheduled, a couple weeks later. Then the company decided that it was easier to have just one omega in heat at a time. That way one of us can still do individual schedules and it’s easier for the others to take care of us when they’re only taking care of one omega. Plus, we discovered that it’s good to have a grounded omega taking care of an omega in heat.”

You nodded and wrote a few things in your notebook so you wouldn’t forget. “And do you like having separate heats?”

Felix frowned like he was uncertain about how to answer. “I… understand the reason why we have them separately. And I like getting to take care of Hyunjin properly during his heat.” He smiled tentatively. “Honestly, the best thing about separate heats is the nests.”

“Ah, the nests!” Chan giggled.

You couldn’t help smiling in response to their behavior. “What’s this about the nests?”

Felix shifted, rubbing his hands over his thighs repeatedly. “Well, Hyunjin and I don’t fight a lot. Not real fights, anyway, just little arguments. But when it comes to nest building and who is allowed in and where we build it…” His eyes widened like he was telling a ghost story around a campfire. “It’s not pretty.”

“That’s sort of ironic, given that’s it’s the two of you involved.” Chan smirked, brushing a strand of Felix’s hair behind his ear.

Said ear then reddened as Felix’s jaw dropped. “Hyung!”

“What?” Chan asked, a little too innocently.

Felix pursed his lips together and glared playfully at Chan until the alpha poked him in the ribs. “Pay attention, Lix. This is important.”

Felix sputtered back at him. “Wha- me? Hyung, you’re the one who- you pay attention!”

Chan snickered and Felix pouted as they both turned back to you.

You forced yourself to hold back a laugh at their contrasting expressions. “So, tell me more about the differences in your nests.”

Chan smiled at Felix fondly. “Well, for Lixie it’s basically all or nothing, but Jinnie is very particular.”

Felix nodded along. “Yeah, it’s sort of funny. I don’t even like people looking at my nest unless they have explicit permission, but once they get in it, I don’t really care where they sit or if they change the nest. Hyunjin, though,” The corners of his lips twitched. “He likes nesting in common spaces and anyone can go in and out as they please, basically. But, if you move a blanket or a pillow, he gets pretty offended. I still have nightmares about the last time that happened.” He said with a shudder.

Chan closed his eyes and smiled ruefully. “Ah, poor Jisungie. It wasn’t his fault that he tripped when Seungmin grabbed his ankle. It wasn’t even Seungmin’s fault since he was asleep when he grabbed him.” He slid his hands up to cover his face. “That was the worst fight they’ve ever had since they got over that whole ‘dance better, rap better’ thing.”

The corners of Felix’s lips twitched upwards like he was trying to hide a smile. “Even though the nest fight was almost completely one-sided.”

“Hyunjin was angry enough for the both of them.”

“He was angry enough for the eight of us! Do you remember what he did when we tried to defend Jisung?”

“I wish I could forget.”

You didn’t know exactly what they were talking about, but your imagination filled in the gaps of their story and you laughed along with them.

The three of you finally calmed down and you were able to return to the topic.

“So, Felix, you’ve told me you understand the reason you and Hyunjin have different heats, but do you actually prefer it or would you like to try and get in synch again?”

He glanced between you and Chan like he was uncertain. “I’m not really sure. I don’t think I have a preference, and if the company thinks separate heats are better, I’m fine with that.”

You nodded and jotted that down in your notebook. Then, you closed it and set it to the side. “Alright, I think it’s time we address another heat topic.”

“So.” You clapped your hands together and brought them down to rest on the table. “Sex.”

Felix’s jaw dropped as Chan choked. “What?” They gasped, almost exactly in unison.

You shrugged back at them. “Look, I know it can be a bit of an uncomfortable topic, and I know that especially with your career, you’re essentially taught to avoid any discussion of sexuality, but it is pretty important that we can talk about your sex lives comfortably, for you two and all of your members.”

Chan was the first to collect himself, though his ears still blazed. “Alright. What do you need to know?”

You met his gaze calmly and pushed out soothing hormones. “How would you characterize the relationship between everyone in your pack?”

He glanced at Felix before meeting your eyes again. “We’re all in a romantic polyamorous relationship.”

You nodded as more questions filled your brain. “Is everyone in your group dating all seven other members?”

“Yes.”

“Are you all exclusive or does anyone have a relationship with someone outside of the group, either romantically or sexually?”

This time Felix piped up. “No, we’re all exclusive.”

“Okay.” You paused. “This is where it might get even more personal. If anything is too uncomfortable or if you don’t want me to know something, just say so and I’ll back off.”

Chan’s eyes widened. “Really?” His eucalyptus scent sharpened in surprise.

“Yeah, really.” You flashed an amused smile at him. “If you’re uncomfortable around me, that sort of defeats the purpose of having a caretaker, doesn’t it?”

“Huh, I guess it does.” Chan said, a smile forming on his face to match yours. “Ask away, then.”

You took a deep breath and got a heavy dose of eucalyptus scent. It calmed you instantly, the tension in your muscles fading away until it felt like you, Felix, and Chan had known each other for all your lives.

Get it together, you told yourself.

“Do you all have sex with each other?”

They both nodded stiffly in response.

“Alright. And you help each other through your heats and ruts in that way?”

“Yes.”

“Yep.”

You nodded and reached out to Felix, patting his hand gently. He grabbed your hand and began to massage your palm. “Okay, now the questions are going to be a little more focused towards you, “‘“baby”’”. Is that okay?”

He bit his lip and squeezed your hand. “Yeah, noona, I’m good.”

You smiled at him and pulled your notebook over, flipping to the page where you had written your checklist.

“Okay, so since we’re already talking about it, let’s just get it out of the way. How do you like your members to take care of you sexually during your heat? Do you like one person at a time or multiple people? Is sex your main priority when you’re in heat?”

Felix’s fingers twitched against yours and Chan reached over to rub his back. “Well, it really depends on the individual heat. I like having sex during my heat, but mostly I just want to stay close to my pack whether that’s sex or just cuddling. I don’t like being alone much and I really feel like the more the merrier, again, whether it’s sex or cuddling.”

You stroked your thumbs over his hand. “Good job explaining that to me, “‘“baby”’”.”

He blinked at you before ducking his head. “Really? Thank you.”

“Of course. Now, what does your preheat and postheat look like?”

Chan interjected. “Wait, postheat? What’s that? I thought that as soon as the heat was over, that’s it.”

You hummed thoughtfully. It wasn’t unusual that he wouldn’t know about postheat. Most omegas didn’t even know about it. “Postheat is when the heat is over, most omegas like to do a day or two of selfcare to allow their bodies and minds to get back to normal. It’s a bit overlooked, even by some omegas, especially the ones who are anxious to get back to the other parts of their lives. However, making sure your omega is happy during postheat is the best way to avoid omega drop.”

Chan’s eyes widened as he glanced between you and Felix. “Really? Oh, shit, I feel really bad about not knowing this.”

Felix shook his head and turned his face to Chan. “Hyung, you always take care of me and Jinnie even if you didn’t know. It’s not like you abandoned us once our actual heat was over. Also, I didn’t even know about postheat.”

You nodded along with Felix’s words. “Yeah, Chan, I only know because of my caretaking education. But you don’t really seem like the type of alpha to just leave your vulnerable omega to go get a coffee or something. Also, if you want, I can send you some academic articles on the best things to do during postheat and the things to avoid.”

He smiled shyly. “Ah, thank you. That would be great.”

You turned back to Felix. “So, preheat, postheat, what do you like during that time?”

His eyebrows furrowed as he considered your question. “Well, I like to make a nest during my preheat instead of waiting until my actual heat. I eat a lot of sweets. I actually like to bake a bit before and then I eat those.”

Chan giggled. “A bit? You bake enough to feed an army!”

Felix raised one hand defensively, the other still clinging to yours. “Hey, I can’t help it! It’s my deep, dark omegan instincts telling me I have to provide food or my dumbass alphas will starve.”

Chan laughed even more at that. “You know we can just order food, right? Or go grocery shopping? Also, I love your food but we can’t survive on just brownies for a week.”

Felix grinned at that. “I know that in my head. But the rest of me doesn’t really care about all that. Anyway.” He turned back to you. “My postheat is basically just cuddles and bath time. And more eating.”

“That sounds like a great routine,” you commented.

He nodded, smile going a little smug. “It is pretty great.”

“Oh, shit,” Chan blurted, looking at his phone. “It’s almost time to meet the others in the studio.” He studied yours and Felix’s interlocked hands. “Are we ready to head up, or do you want to talk more? I can tell them to wait if we need to stay.”

You shook your head and released Felix’s hand to stuff your notebook back into your bag. “Nope, I’ve got all the good stuff. If I remember anything else, I’ll just ask. Unless either of you wanted to ask me something?”

They had both stood up, ready to head out, but they paused at your question. Then, Felix raised his hand tentatively. “Are you going to be there during my heat? Or do you just wait until it’s over and take care of the other members in the meantime?”

You took a breath, considering what to say. Unfortunately, Chan had already put on a scent blocker, so you could barely smell the eucalyptus and it didn’t have the same effect as last time. “Well, it’s mostly up to you. If you feel comfortable with me by then and want me in your dorm, then I can hang around and take care of you, but if you don’t want me around at all, I totally understand and won’t be offended. We don’t have to decide right now, especially since you might not even know what your omega will want until it’s your preheat or your actual heat. So, take your time and think about if you want me there or not.”

Felix nodded, smiling at you as you both put on your scent blockers.

“Alright!” Chan clapped. “Are you ready to see where the magic happens?”

…

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🐦Ethan × reader

NSFW🔥 filthy smutathon

° Ethan Torchio/female reader insert

° making premature ejaculation work for you & your boyfriend

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° [ITA:] principessa: princess - amore: love

It had been an incredible date, this was proving to be the norm in your relationship with Ethan. You didn’t think he was capable of taking you on a subpar date, even if he tried.

You were eight dates in, and he was still impressing you - taking you to places that you could brag about visiting and giving you nights full of sparks. He gave you butterflies each time he picked you up and none of your meals had been marred by awkward silences.

Tonight had seen you dining at a recently-opened seafood restaurant. Because it was so new, it was hard to get reservations, but his notable name got you into places without a fuss. Seafood was a favourite food that you shared, both of you intrigued by almost everything on the menu. This was more low-key than some of the other dates he had taken you on (axe throwing had been especially memorable). But that didn’t make it any less interesting. You had enjoyed getting to hear so many stories from his childhood trips to Costa Rica - a country you had never visited.

Everything had been so perfect. But by the time you arrived back to his place, you were pretty much done with keeping your hands to yourself. You were tired of (bordering on bored) being polite and acting according to society’s rules. This behaviour went against what you wanted. You wanted to get to the real main event of the night - him. All of the food had been delicious, but what was going to keep you buzzing into tomorrow was him and that amazing body.

Being back in his luxurious apartment had you inundated by memories of thrilling conclusions to other nights. They were recent and powerful, getting you to the point of practically salivating over experiencing more of that Heaven he could take you to.

Luckily for you, he was under no false pretences of why you were here. He didn’t waste your time pretending that you were here for a night cap or to see any souvenirs from Costa Rica.

You quickly found yourself in the master bedroom, your lipstick making a mess of his face and neck as he held your body close. Held up against the wall, you were kissing him with all of the enthusiasm that you had been keeping a lid on. Your hands had found their way into the open collar of his button-down, while his hands were pushing up the hem of your dress. You couldn’t recall who had started it, but you were immensely enjoying the steady grinding your bodies had set into.

You separated from his mouth, whimpering a little in response to the rising passion. “Mmn, I wanna fuck you.”

He paused, leaning back enough so that he could look you over with a furrowed brow. “Really, that’s what you want to do now that we're here?” You nodded, eagerly licking your lips. “I thought I was gonna turn the lights down so that we could share spooky stories.”

You laughed and gave his solid shoulder a shove. “Ethan…”

“What? I’m genuinely surprised that’s not what we came in here to do.” He said before dropping the farce. He showed you his more serious side, pinching your chin with his fingers to keep you looking at him. “I wanna fuck you too.”

You were smiling as he came in, initiating more kisses. But you didn’t let yourself get entirely carried away by this - not while you had an important point to make. “I mean that you don’t have to eat me out…”

This time he looked at you with sincere confusion. “But I like to- I love eating your pussy. Do you not like it? Did I go too hard or something last time? Because you can tell me to change anything at any time. I just really love making you feel good like that. I’ll do it any way you like-”

To silence him, you put one of your hands over his lipstick-smeared mouth. “It’s perfect, there is absolutely nothing wrong with how you eat pussy. I have no notes for your technique ‘cause there’s no part of it that I don’t enjoy. If there were such a thing- I’d give you an award for how great you are at it.

“But I just thought that for tonight, we could go straight into the fucking. You eat me out every single time. Maybe we could try things a bit differently tonight.” You said.

You weren’t prepared to see uncertainty on his face, but he nodded all the same. “Yeah, of course, we can try anything you like.” He briefly kissed you. “All that matters to me is that you come.”

“Well, are we gonna talk about it for the rest of the night, or are we gonna do it?” You asked.

He smiled as he lowered his centre of gravity slightly and relocated his hands to the backs of your thighs. He gripped you here, fingers digging into your skin as he lifted you off of the ground. You wrapped your arms securely around his neck as your heart began racing. Without a single second of trepidation or unsteadiness, he carried you over to this bed. You were invigorated by the ride, stealing a couple of kisses from him as he crossed the room.

You didn’t release your arms from around him, so when he lowered you to the bed, he was pulled down as well. You kissed him more as he laid down on top of you. You lifted your legs from the mattress and wrapped them around his waist, tensing them so as to keep him securely in place. After a whole night of holding back, you had a lot of time to make up for.

Your bodies fitting comfortably together, he started to grind on you again. You reached your hands into his loose hair as you enjoyed this friction. He buried his tongue into your mouth as his hands gripped your back, making you feel so wonderfully secure. Your cheeks rushed with heat as you noticed something below the waistband of his pants digging into you. You were still fully clothed, but the promise of nudity and more already had him erect. It was so flattering, just another testament of how into you this unbelievable man was.

A brief pause was taken so that you could each get undressed and he could grab a condom. He asked if there were any specific positions that you were craving. You didn’t care if it made you seem vanilla, you said missionary - ready to be obsessed with, knowing there was nothing more erotic than seeing him on top of you.

He turned down your offer of helping to apply the condom. So you just got comfortable on his bed, keeping your legs parted as you laid your head down on the pillow. As you took this opportunity to admire his body, you noticed him doing the same to you.

Then he began to get into position, filling the available area between your thighs. He braced himself with his hands on the pillow as he moved in closer than before. He appeared to be putting some concentration into this, his brow furrowed to go along with the serious expression he now wore.

Meanwhile you couldn’t help but smile, knowing that there was nowhere better than your current position. Your fingers played with his cascading hair, refusing to allow it to hide his handsome face at all. As you ran your fingers through the long locks, you found the singular plait that started at the nape of his neck and you wound the thin plait around your pointer finger. This was his ‘secret’ plait, not there for any particular reason. You had to be very close to even know of its existence - there was something so intimate about that, making you appreciate it more, giving it significance.

“Principessa.” He said, the pet name always made you feel precious. That was especially true now as he started to bury his dick into you.

You relished the feeling of your cunt stretching to accommodate him as he came in even closer - you were ready to feel him as close as possible. Your heart was consistently racing now, each time you were daunted by the size of him, needing an opportunity to settle in. But it did nothing to dampen your excitement and you could hardly wait to explore everything that took you from daunted to satisfied beyond belief.

That serious look remained on his face and you assumed he was worrying over hurting you. You took it upon yourself to show him how much you were enjoying yourself. You kept one hand playing with his hair, while you wrapped an arm around his shoulders, easing his chest closer to yours. You lifted your head, getting close enough to cover his mouth in enthusiastic kisses.

At first he couldn’t quite keep up with you, his breathing somewhat laboured between kisses. Then his mouth was responding more, it seemed that his focus was shifting and the two of you began to find a synergy. All the while, he was moving deeper into you and you expressed your appreciation by kissing him harder.

You chased greater proximity by wrapping one of your legs around his waist. You worked your hips, eagerly pumping yourself closer to him. As you further explored the fun to be had with your current range of movement, you swiped your tongue at his lips.

Instead of letting you into his mouth, he was breaking the kiss altogether. His head somewhat slumped, mostly falling out of your field of vision. For the moment you placed your concentration on mastering your movements.

On top of you, you could feel his uncontrolled shivering. He met each of your hip snaps with his own powerful yet unpredictable movements. These thrusts were accompanied by his heavy breathing, the occasional moan falling from his lips to denote his efforts. On either side of your head, his hands were curled into tight fists and you admired the way his muscular arms bulged as they framed you.

You felt him letting you take the lead and you sought for a maintainable pace. You gained almost all of his length into your cunt, enjoying this with your continuing rocking.

“Yes, Ethan.” You whimpered as his reckless movements invited new sensitivities into your body. “Give it to me.”

“Oh.” He gasped, following his hips slamming into yours.

Shakily, he rocked himself back again. But you were quickly thrusting yourself forward, your pussy greedy for more spellbinding stimulation. You pushed his hair back from one side of his face, instantly revealing the expression he wore, almost frowning, with deep lines all over his features. It was a look you had seen before, when the two of you had had a Netflix and Chill date, watching the documentary Our Father together. You hadn’t seen it mid-fuck before and you weren’t sure it suited the scenario.

You endeavoured to kiss it off of his face. You started on his cheek, kissing across his cheek, towards where his mouth was hanging open. He didn’t respond much, seemingly too caught up in the reactions he was gaining from your rutting.

You pushed your lips against his, but you couldn’t follow this up with anything more. He was soon turning his face away, it was only slightly, but you noticed it all the same.

You tried to not apply any meaning or emotions to it, just trying again. He dodged you again, a bit more noticeably this time around. His eyes were squeezed shut and with his face slightly turned from yours, it was almost like he was avoiding this connection with you. So much for not applying meaning to his actions…

“Ethan, is something wrong?” You asked, feeling a bit too vulnerable for your liking.

He paused, falling out of the pacing that you had been slowing. “Huh? No, I’m fine…”

You didn’t care for this answer, and he still wasn’t looking at you. “Are you sure? The vibe is kind of off.”

He stopped moving altogether, letting out a shaky sigh. “I’m just trying not to come.”

“What? Why? What are you talking about?” You asked, this abrupt change almost totally throwing you out of your mood.

He finally opened his eyes to look at you. “Do we really have to talk about this right now?”

“Yes.” You said, cupping his face in your hands. “I don’t want you to hold anything back from me, especially not while we’re fucking.”

He pulled out, rocking his weight back onto his knees to create some distance between you. “I have this thing where I always come super fast. Prematurely, some might say. And it’s really disappointing for the woman. I didn’t want that to happen ‘cause you’re not close, not even a bit. Am I right?”

You sat up. “Well, yeah but-...”

“I really like you and the last thing that I want is to let you down in any way.” He said and you were grateful when he let you hold his hand with yours. “I don’t wanna be a shit lay for you, I’m trying really hard not to be because you deserve the best. You deserve to not have someone come so fucking fast that it’s over before you really get to enjoy yourself. You deserve someone with the right amount of stamina to live up to your expectations. And I’m trying to be that-...”

You silenced him by crawling over to place yourself in his lap, instantly wrapping an arm around his shoulders. You put your hand to his cheek so you could direct him to look at you. “My only expectation is for us to have fun together. And if you having fun means you come quickly, then come quickly, amore.”

“You say that now, but it’s-”

“I say it ‘cause I mean it.” You said, leaning in closer so that he had no choice but to meet your eye - you had never seen him this insecure before. “Actually, it’s kinda hot. Some people have these strong poker faces when it comes to sex, it’s impossible to tell if they’re having a good time or not. But you’re so honest with how much you love it that you can’t even hold back, you can’t wait to come and hit that highest high.

“It’s sexy to know that I can drive you so wild like that.” You took the opportunity to press a soft kiss to his mouth. “Will you let me drive you wild?”

“Are you sure it’s not a turn off?” He asked.

You changed how you were sitting on him, moving so that you could straddle him and push more of your body against his. “The opposite. I think it would be physically impossible for you to do anything that could turn me off.” You were pleased when he let you kiss him some more, finally beginning to kiss you back. “Can I show you how much it turns me on?”

“If you’re sure about-...”

You cut him off and with your hands on his shoulders, you began to push him down. “No more expectations. Get out of your head and just be here with me, Ethan.” You got him down on his back. “Come when you wanna and let’s have fun with each other’s bodies.”

You didn’t think he looked entirely convinced, your words wouldn’t be enough to dismantle his insecurities at once - especially because this seemed like more than just a passing anxiety.

But he didn’t have any further arguments against your points, and this was good news to you. The good news continued when, upon laying your body on top of his, you discovered that his erection hadn’t gone away. You wrapped your hand around it, pleased to find he was still in an aroused state, similar to you.

As you kissed him, you started to stroke your hand up-and-down his shaft. He kissed you back, helping you release the worry that he might not be into this. Now you could put your concentration on feeling his body’s reactions, which were so exciting that you were soon finding yourself firmly in the mood again.

He didn’t ask you to slow down, instead he was holding you tighter as he kept up with your kisses. You braced yourself with your knees on the mattress as you repositioned your hips. You kept stroking him as you directed his head towards your awaiting pussy.

You felt him suck in a quick breath when you started to bury his cock inside of your cunt. There was that moment of being daunted again, but nothing was going to deter you. You let the greediness inspire you.

“Oh…” He moaned as he broke away from the kiss.

Your clenching walls were taking in more of his length and you could hear him thoroughly losing his breath again. You kept easing yourself down, wanting to get back to what both of you had been enjoying earlier.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” You said, waiting for that moment when you felt his body relax.

There were a few soft kisses shared. But the majority of your focus went to discovering how your bodies could move together in this new position. He let you take the lead again and your eager grinding on him developed into bucking. You worked your hips, so happy to give into the rush of desires.

You were still so worked up (the sensitivities in your pussy had hardly faded away during that little discussion/intermission), each collision invigorating you more and you didn’t hesitate to increase your speed. You found a consistent pace to stroke yourself up-and-down his erection, gaining more thrilling stimulations for yourself as he writhed beneath you. Your cunt stretched accordingly, letting you pursue everything that could come from these quick movements.

With his hair splayed out on the bed around his head, you could enjoy an uninterrupted view of his face. He held his eyes shut and although some frown lines were still visible, his expression wasn’t as extreme as before. He had lost some of his seriousness as he resisted far less.

“It’s okay, amore.” You said as you felt more of his body responding.

His hands took on the appearance of claws, his fingers digging into you as he held you so tight. You could feel the need in him, especially in his enthusiastic responses to your bucking. And it made you want to give him more.

His hips jutted up into you, not always matching your timing. But you didn’t allow this to throw you off of your momentum because it felt so promising. You tensed your thighs against his hips and gave him back the energy that he showed you.

As you mercilessly pushed one another up to that edge, there were moments of synchronisation. These impacted you much deeper, noises falling from your lips as you felt these true threats to your composure. But they were few and far between. With his thrusting so unpredictable, you couldn’t capture them for yourself, leaving you unable to unlock that greater pleasure.

He left all control behind, whimpering through his constant, yet inconsistent movements. Until, with one final snap of his hips, he captured the peak for himself, quickly disappearing over the edge.

You couldn’t enjoy watching what the orgasm did to him. Because he was swiftly taking his hands off of you so that he could cover his face with them. He groaned into his hands as he fell back to the mattress, his body slumping.

You stilled yourself, letting this moment be all about him as you stroked his chest. “It’s-”

“You weren’t even close, were you?” He asked, interrupting you.

“It doesn’t matter to-”

“All my ex-girlfriends hated it. I didn’t want to embarrass myself like this in front of you.” He said and his disappointment was clear.

You put your fingers around his wrist but he wasn’t going to let his hands be taken from his face so easily. “Ethan, why are you embarrassed? I like it, this is what I wanted. I’m really into it. I’m so happy that you came for me, can’t you be happy too? I mean, it did feel good, didn’t it?”

He lowered his hand, looking at you with one eye. “Of course it did. I wouldn’t have come if your pussy didn’t feel so amazing.” You smiled at that, wanting to hear more - not just for the benefits to your ego, but because he was sounding less miserable now that you were on this topic. “You left me with no choice. Especially with you on top like that- fucking spectacular.”

“Spectacular?” You repeated.

“Yeah, I would say that’s the correct way to sum it up.” He said.

“Good, I wanna make you feel spectacular.” You said. “You really have no idea how hot it is that you want me so bad you can’t hold off.”

He took his other hand off of his face so that he could stroke your arm. “Well you’re fucking sexy.”

“So are you, Ethan. So are you.” You said, leaning in and kissing him a few times. “And it has nothing to do with expectations or stamina, or any other shit. You just are and you turn me on so much, so stop wasting my time being embarrassed.

“You must be very sensitive.” You said of his dick, still nestled inside of you. “Do you want me to get off?”

“No. I mean, yes, but no.” He said. “Yes, I am sensitive, really sensitive. But no, you don’t need to move off. Obviously you can if that’s what you want. But don’t worry about me when you’re making your decision. If this is how you want to come, then by all means, stay put.”

“It kind of sounds like you’re encouraging me to use your body.” You said.

“Oh, absolutely, I am.” He said, nodding his head.

You grinned as you began to sit up, rocking your body weight down towards your pelvis. “I’ll use you, I’ll use you to make me feel so fucking spectacular.”

“Amazing, that’s exactly what I want.”

You gained your balance and slid yourself further down his shaft. He was done with hiding his face, now his eyes were wide and watching every single thing that you did. You loved his attention, you didn’t shy away from it, too elated for shame. You could see the admiration in his eyes and it was so clear that he was out of his negative headspace, able to enjoy himself now. That made you swell up with pride.

You started to ride him. “I’m gonna use you so hard.”

“Yes.” His voice was quieter now and he put his hands to your hips.

You grinned, you were truly bordering on cocky now. “I’m gonna treat you like one of my toys.”

He bit into his bottom lip, but this did nothing to contain the moan he was making. Watching his eyelids flutter, your face lit up. A blush began coming into his cheeks - this one was meant to be celebrated.

“You like that idea, huh?” You said and he nodded, still appearing slightly bashful. “I like it too.” You put more power into your next swing forward, getting ready to abandon all restraint. “Come on, be a good toy and make me come.”

“Yes.” He said with another moan as you kept moving. “Yes, that’s all I want.”

You were confident in your movements, locking into the need that was so present. You could feel yourself elevating from the tingles that had been populating your body while he captured his orgasm. They had felt good, but you knew there was more you could claim, prompting you to drive yourself harder into him.

You were ready to work yourself to the explosions that would overshadow the tingles altogether. You didn’t struggle to find the right momentum and you put all of your effort towards rutting into him, as quickly as you needed. You were no longer daunted, settling into the ideal speed.

You felt him writhing beneath you, leaving his embarrassment behind as he grinded to meet your persistent pounding. Upon viewing his body from this new perspective, you couldn’t help thinking that you had found a sight more erotic than being beneath him. The power that you felt went directly to your head, wanting to intoxicate you. As you watched his every reaction (they were getting bigger, less restrained), it made you hunger to uncover what else you could draw out of him. How would he feel when you controlled him more?

“Can I rub that clit?” He asked through his laboured breathing.

“Yes.” You answered at once. “Hell yes, baby.”

He propped himself up with his elbows and his gaze went down to your cunt. He reached a hand out, coming at you with his index finger extended. He pushed this between your labia majora, getting at where your clit was already swollen from the surge of blood into this concentrated area. He rubbed the tight bundle of nerves lightly, moving his finger gently up-and-down.

“I miss how it tastes.” He said, playing his finger in a swirl around the hood, before taking it away.

His eyes moved back to your face as he placed the finger into his mouth. You maintained eye contact, fascinated by the way he licked this moisture off of his digit. There was something so seductive in how he was looking at you, letting you enjoy the connection that had been lacking earlier.

Your chest expanded, so full of anticipation, when he returned his finger to your clit. He worked it over with more pressure, maintaining contact and giving you something you could truly sink into.

The intensity was immediate, reaching deeper than his touch. It radiated out, shudders that went straight to your core, where the greatest pleasure could be unlocked.

With the tension increasing inside of you, your walls gripped to him tighter. Your hips gave an excited, unexpected stutter forward. Instead of trying to get back to your momentum, you embraced this new, quicker rhythm. You pummelled into him, giving yourself no time for recovery as the excitement bubbled up, more with each circle his finger completed.

“I- ah, ah…” He gasped, leaning back again. “I think I’m gonna come ah-again…” His hips moved to their own desperate rhythm. “Yep, I’m gonna-gonna, I’m gonna...”

“Yes, yes, do it for me, Ethan.” You said.

He gave a loud whimper to greet his next climax, then fell back entirely. His eyes were shut but no attempts were made to cover his face and you watched how he reacted, the expression on his face relaxing. There weren’t any of the earlier hints of worry, this was clearly a state of bliss.

Even though it appeared that he was tired, ready to just concentrate on his afterglow - he didn’t stop rubbing your clit. This kept you feeling those shudders and it made you unwilling to stop. You eagerly continued working yourself on his dick, still gaining the benefits of this unrelenting tempo.

You were soon in a frenzy, your whole body lit up with powerful stimulations. Your hips snapped endlessly forward and each collision let you feel those shudders harder.

You chased as they became cracks in your composure. Then they were bursting you open, incredible explosions gripping your body. You threw your head back, vocalising your triumph as you got lost in the lust.

You were joyful in your release and you stayed at this height. Beyond your control, and with limited coordination, you continued to move. You were still jackhammering your hips because this momentum was too rewarding to abandon yet, even as the fatigue wanted to creep in.

He came back into your awareness by springing up and wrapping his arms around your body. He was still moving as well, invested in his own pacing. You could feel the reckless nature of his bucking, sacrificing getting his breath back for this rhythm. You wrapped your arms around him, knowing you weren’t in the right state to give him much more - matching him was truly beyond your current capabilities.

“Oh, God…” He moaned, his hot face pressed into your neck. “Oh God, guh-ung. I’m- I’m… ah!”

He almost threw you off with his next energetic spasm, but there was nothing after that. The two of you fell into inactivity, clinging to one another through this quiet.

“Did you… again?” You asked.

“Yeah.” He said with a little chuckle. “When does the amount of orgasms get ridiculous?”

“I don’t think there’s a strict rule on that.” You said, running your fingers through his hair. “I asked you not to hold back, and- I guess you’re really enjoying this pussy, eh?”

He leaned back so he could look up at you. “So, so, so, so much.”

You stroked the hair away from his sweaty face, admiring the look he wore. “Maybe I should stay where I am?” His instant response was to tighten his arms around you. “I was thinking about how crazy sensitive you must be, so it seems like the right thing to do- to climb off and give you a chance at recovering.”

He persistently shook his head. “Uh-uh, I don’t want you to move off. I wanna keep you right here, if you’ll let me.”

“Wow, you like this pussy a lot, huh? It’s like you can’t get enough of it.” You said, the flattery glittering in your veins.

“Not yet.” He said and you noticed that he had gently started to thrust again. It was so subtle that you could have missed it, absolutely nothing like his earlier vigour. But the intention was definitely there - he was still so hard inside of you.

“How can you still be so needy?” You asked.

He leaned in closer, lining his mouth up with yours. “You just feel so, so good.”

You smiled after he kissed you. “You need this pussy, don’t you?”

He nodded and you hoped the obedience in his gaze would remain for a while because you weren’t done enjoying it and the way it made your heart flutter.

“Yes, I do.” He answered in a quiet voice.

You kissed him and his pumps were getting to be more persistent. Your hot body rubbed on his, all of these tantalising sensations were the perfect chaser to your orgasm. It wasn’t about pushing yourself to match him, it was about letting him work out the rest of this energy.

Chest-to-chest, you remained sitting on top of him. Your thighs squeezed at his hips as he bucked up into you.

“Do you think you’ve got another one in you?” You asked.

His building pace didn’t falter. “Let’s find out.”

With his eyes shut, he totally missed the way you were staring at him. You couldn’t help it, you loved everything about how he looked right now. It was an infatuation deeper than anything you had experienced before as you felt privileged to behold him in this state. He continued to hold nothing back - something important had been conquered here tonight.

You shifted on top of him as you felt some of his impacts shaking your core. It wasn’t consistent, but it was very enticing each time it happened. It had you starting to lose your breath before you initiated the next kiss. As he took the lead with these movements, he let you take the lead with kissing and soon your tongue was in his mouth.

This endless give and take between your bodies was intoxicating, you understood why he wanted to indulge in it some more.

You felt yourself clenching up again, whimpering against his mouth a little. With more energy coming back to you, you began to think about the possibility of coming with him. You were taken with the idea at once and your hand curled into a fist around his hair as you picked up your own tempo. You didn’t know if a moment so perfect was likely to happen, but you chased it with hungry pumps.

As your lungs burned for air, your mouth left his so that you could just rest your head against his. You let all of your effort go down to your throbbing pussy, which probably wasn’t going to be getting a break soon. You did your best to meet his wild jackhammering.

“Oh, oh, oh…” He let out a choked sob.

Your other hand went into his hair as well, needing something to grip as you found yourself riding that edge again. You wound that thin plait around your finger, unable to resist the urge to tug on his hair a little.

“Ah, ah… here I- yes, fuck, fuck.” He panted, writhing up into you one final time.

Almost immediately after this he was pulling away. You realised that your chance for another climax was gone, but you accepted this as okay, you still had plenty of wonderful sensations swarming your system - the next best thing to an orgasm. There would be opportunities to match him orgasm-for-orgasm in the future. Right now you didn’t want to push him further into exhaustion for something that might not happen, so you lived vicariously through his release.

It hadn’t been enough to just pull out, he had taken it upon himself to reposition entirely. Gasps and other incoherent sounds narrated his every movement. He got himself turned around and to where he could lay his head down on the pillow.

“Oh, I think- I overdid it.” He said. “Holy shit, my cock is too sensitive to be alive right now. Shit… I have never come that many times at once before.”

“Really?” You asked as you eased yourself up closer to him, not wanting to make him feel crowded straight away.

His eyes drifted over to you, but they weren’t entirely focused. “Yeah, four fucking times, that’s crazy.”

You couldn’t help but stroke the inside of his thigh. “This pussy is the only one that can make you come so fucking much, eh? See, we can still have fun. You just have to be open to new experiences.”

His eyes looked a little glassy as he watched you lay down next to his body. “I can’t believe how cool and okay and adaptive you’re being about all of this.”

“Well start believing it, baby.” You said, caressing across his forehead. “I’m not going to let anything keep me from enjoying you as much as possible. I meant every word that I said, Ethan- this is hot as Hell to me.”

“You’re amazing.” He said.

You gave his chest a playful poke. “No, you are amazing. And there’s not a single thing about yourself that you should feel embarrassment over.” You treasured the look on his face, knowing that your words were having an actual impact on him. “So, is that why your technique is always to start with cunnilingus? You wanna get me all worked up and happy, and then I’m so excited about my orgasm that I don’t notice how quote-unquote early yours is?”

“Kinda. But I do genuinely love doing it, and seeing how it’s been working for us has made me wanna keep doing it.” He said.

“Relax, it’s not mandatory. We can have sex any which way, we can experiment with anything you want.” You said. “I don’t want you to feel pressured to do things a certain way. You don’t have to do anything extra ‘cause you just being you is amazing enough for me.”

He smiled. “You’re being so sweet and romantic and making me feel so good by saying all of the right things. But I- I actually have nothing to say back. I hope that doesn’t make it sound like I don’t care, ‘cause I do. It’s just- literally all I can think about is that my brain is as drained as my balls.” You couldn’t help but giggle at that. “Is that bad, does that kill the mood? I just really, super overdid it.”

“It’s okay, I promise. I wasn’t saying those things to prompt you into saying anything back, I just wanted you to hear them, you deserve to hear them.” You said. You gave him a kiss on the forehead before you sat up. “You also deserve some water, which I’m gonna go get for you, my little cum-drunk angel.”

You didn’t require his guidance to find your way around the apartment. You fetched a glass and began filling it with chilled water. You weren’t lamenting the way that orgasm had slipped beyond your grasp at seemingly the last second. You were too busy celebrating all the good things that had happened, leading to this strictly positive resolution.

As you walked back to the bedroom, your mind did start to wander. You were thinking about other things you could try out sexually, now that he was willing to break out of his rigidity. What else could you do to pull him even further out of his shell? Surely there was something you could do that would lead him to more moments of feeling obedient - because this was a side you were truly excited to explore.

You didn’t get the chance to share any of these thoughts with him. Upon arriving back to the bedroom, you found him asleep. He didn’t rouse, not even as you sat down on the mattress beside him. You drank the water, feeling perfectly content as you admired him, caressing his smooth forehead from time-to-time.

“If we keep this up, maybe I’ll fuck all of those insecurities out of you.” You said and you leaned down, kissing him on the  cheek. His head turned slightly in your direction, but his eyes remained shut. You laid down, wrapping your arms snugly around him as you soon joined him in slumber.

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hi! i just followed you and love your writing so so much!! can i perhaps request a story on how XH members would do as y/n husband?

Thank you so so much! I hope you enjoy your request.

All members ∞ * _ * ∞

Summary: How Xdinary Heroes are as husbands

WC:1k

Warning:none

photo not mine credit to owner.

Gunil

Gunil is such a caring and doting husband. Makes it his mission to treat you the absolute best for the rest of his life. He loves calling and introducing himself as your husband. He says it with so much pride, as if being your husband is the highest title in the world. 

“Hello, nice to meet you I’m y/n’s husband,” he introduces himself proudly, with one arm sturdily wrapped around your waist. A shy smile makes its way onto your face. 

“His name is Gunil,” you added.

“Yes, I’m Gunil, your husband,” he says, making sure to emphasize the word husband. 

He’s the type of husband that makes others jealous. “Why don’t you treat me like that?”, “I wish my husband treated me like that.”, “If my future husband doesn’t treat me like that then I don’t want him.” are some of the things others would say. He will also randomly princess carry you from room to room at your twos’ house just because he can.

Jungsu

Jungsu was already an amazing boyfriend and somehow he is an even better husband. He’s so loving and kind. He is ever so giddy when you two are newlyweds because he’s just so happy that you two belong to one another. Not that you two didn’t before, but marriage is clearly different from dating, so being married makes Jungsu feel even more bonded to you. Likes to subtly show off that you guys are married. For instance when he grabs drink orders he grabs them with his left hand to show off his wedding ring. 

“Y/n, love, look these are the flowers we had at our wedding,” he stated a bit louder than needed, so the other people around heard what he said too.

He’s just so happy to be your husband and it shows. A radiating smile that shows he is going to love you for the rest of his life.

Gaon/Jiseok

People thought that maybe would become a bit more serious now that he has gotten married, but they were wrong. He is the same old playful Jiseok that you fell in love with. The only thing that is different is that he has upgraded from being your boyfriend to being your husband. He likes to hold your hand in his lap and fiddle with your wedding ring. Sometimes he can’t believe that you said yes to marrying him and are now married. It feels like a dream to him, but as he feels the metal of your wedding ring beneath his finger he is reminded that this is real. 

You don’t know this, but whenever Jiseok is out working late with others he’s always the first to leave.

“Alright I’m heading back to my beloved now,” Jiseok announces gathering his belongings.

“Jiseok we are not done ye-”

“Don’t care. I’ll finish my part in the morning. My beloved is at home and it’s late. I need to be with them goodbye.” With that me rushes home to you.

O.de/Seungmin

You and Seungmin already acted like a married couple when you were dating, so now that you are actually married nothing is really that different. Your friends are kinda sad that they can’t make jokes about you two acting like a married couple now. Your married life with Seungmin is so domestic. He never misses the chance to give you a back hug while you're doing something. You both will cook and dishes together. Whenever you both go out together he is always holding you in some way. Whether it be your hand, arm around your waist, linked arms, or sometimes even just holding on to the hem of your sleeve or shirt. It makes him feel comfortable having you right there, so if something were to happen he’s right there ready to protect you. Seungmin is not afraid to brag about you to others. If there is a way to slip you into the conversation he will.

“My y/n is the best.”

Junhan/Hyeongjun

Hyeongjun is such an adorable husband. It takes him some time to adjust to the fact that you two are really married. The first instance where he is able to introduce himself as your husband he is a bit shy, but so happy at the same time. 

“Hello I’m Hyeongjun, y/n’s husband,” he says with a smile, hoping that his pink cheeks aren’t noticeable. Over time he gets used to it and it becomes a casual thing for him to say. He even becomes a bit like Gunil and is so proud to say that he is your husband. Hyeongjun loves to cook with you and for you. Trying out new recipes together and laughing if they turn out as a failure or celebrating if they turn out deliciously. For your birthday he would always make you a cake or whatever dessert you like. There is no one else he would rather have by his side for the rest of his life.

Jooyeon

Jooyeon becomes like an excited child after the two of you get married. Once you got home after your wedding he took both of your hands in his, jumping up and down.

“We’re married! We’re married! We’re married!” he repeatedly yelled. He is so excited to be your husband. He likes to flaunt his wedding ring in public, to show that he is taken by the love of his life. The type of husband that when he gets asked a question he always brings you up even if you're not relevant to what the question was. 

“Jooyeon, how many times do I have to tell you to face the toilet paper the other way.”

“It’s toilet paper. Why does it matter what way it faces?”

“Because it’s better this way.” Jooyeon suddenly burst out into giggles. “What?” you asked annoyed.

“We’re arguing over toilet paper,” he chuckles. His statement makes you chuckle too. You’re the only person he wants to argue with about toilet paper.

[nerdysleepybunny]

Hiii!!! This is my first time making a request on tumblr so I hope this is okay 😓 anyway, alot of my friends have said that I seem so quiet and timid. My parents have also called me out on this so can I have the full score trio with a quiet and timid s/o? Maybe base her off Yuri from ddlc because she's my top kinnie 😅 gender neutral please <333

P.S.

Your tpn posts are so good, I need more 😭😭😭 btw I hope I didn't make any grammar mistakes, English isnt my first language.

Helloooo, apologies this took so long to get to! And don’t worry, your English was great! I sadly haven’t played ddlc but I’ll try my best to do this. And I appreciate the kind words! Thank you so much for the request, hope you enjoy! <33

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Fandom(s): The Promised Neverland

Character(s): Norman, Ray, Emma

Reader: Gender neutral

TW: None, just fluff!

Style: Short hcs

Summary: TPN trio (separate) with a shy s/o!

Norman:

He enjoys how quiet you are! It’s a nice refresher from how the other children can be.

He knows how easily scared you can be, and has willingly turned himself into a comfort plushie for you! He’ll let you hug him, lay on him, play with his hair, cry on his chest/shoulder, whatever you need, he’ll be there for you!

If you get scared/overwhelmed by other people, he’ll keep you distanced from them (if that’s what you want)! If he notices you beginning to panic he’ll drag you away from the situation and do whatever activity you have in mind to help you relax.

If you get scared from things like loud noises, he’ll allow you to hide away in his chest, and if he knows a loud sound is about to be made, he’ll cover your ears and bring you away from it.

He’ll also sing, hum, or just ramble if his voice helps you calm down. <33

Literally just a teddy bear for you to hold onto tightly when you need it. 🥹🫶🏻

Ray:

You’re shy? Great, so is he! He prefers smaller gatherings anyway, so the two of you will often just hang out one on one. No need to get overwhelmed by others if you’re with him and only him 24/7. :D (this lowkey sounds yandere, mb y’all 💀)

Sometimes you’ll be mid-conversation with someone then your social battery just goes to 0. He’ll immediately notice the change and will instead answer things for you, since at this point he can read you super easily. Just one look and he immediately knows what you’re thinking. He’ll talk for you for as long as you need until you’re recharged enough to take over again.

He isn’t into physical affection very much, especially in front of others, but if you need it he’ll hold your hand or let you play with his hair.

Will also slap anyone that purposefully overwhelms you or tries to push you out your comfort zone. Whoops.

Emma:

Complete opposites relationship pog? Complete opposites relationship pog.

Y’all have such a cute dynamic istg. 😭

Emma is just a complete ball of sunshine, always speaking loud and proud, then you’re just there quietly simping over your brave girlfriend. 🥺💕

You’re just like “Omg she’s so confident I love her sm” and if she notices you watching her with heart eyes? OMFG she’ll point you out and just start bragging about you, talking about how perfect and amazing you are and how you’re the best s/o. And you’re just awkwardly sitting with a hot red face not knowing what to do with all the attention. 😭

She’s good at distracting you from your worries by simply talking away and being herself! You could be rocking back and forth in a corner with your knees to your chest having a breakdown from being so overwhelmed then this mf just walks in and you’re just in awe. 😭

Literally the definition of going from 😭 to 😳

Them tears be stopping so fast when she’s around istg.

She’ll absolutely smother you in nothing but affection. 🫶🏻

[scarlett-vixen]

Funny Little Creatures

A/N: Dear Satan stans, I hope I did our boy justice, please don’t murder me if not I’m getting there. If I stare at this any longer I’ll start to hate it so here it is!

Summary: You've made peace with the twins but have been isolated by the others it seems. Fate is a cruel mistress and forces you into an uncomfortable confrontation with the Avatar of Wrath who is struggling himself to understand your power.

Warnings: Not many suprisingly? Very mild cussing, reference of death, if I missed something please let me know!

Word Count: 5.1k The Fight: Vicious The Apologies: Beelzebub,Mammon Asmodeus, Leviathan

“Just once in my life I think it’d be nice, just to lose control”

“MOVE!”

Desperately trying to fight his way through his brothers to reach the safety of his own room, Satan shoved Asmodeus out of the way. Upon reaching his room, Satan slammed the door shut, pressed his back against it, and sunk to the ground. Head in his hands, he could feel his tail wrap around his right leg, he let out a small groan. How the hell could you do this to him? He did so well to keep his composure and not let his anger get the best of him, but it wasn’t even his anger that had triggered his demon form to unleash, and now he sat alone in his room trying to wrap his mind around how a simple human could make him lose control so easily.

Asmo had once bragged about feeling your power run through him in the catacombs while warding off Leviathan’s old pet, causing him to unleash his own demon form and drawing out power that even Solomon had never touched, but Satan had assumed he was being his typical overzealous self. He found it hard to believe that a mere human could hold a power like that, his brother had a flare for the dramatics so it was entirely possible that Asmo had been so caught up in the moment that he dropped his guard all on his own. That was all it was, Asmodeus had simply exaggerated what occurred and his brothers chose to believe it, nothing more… then why was he sitting on his bedroom floor, tail wrapped around himself and horns scraping against the door behind him?

Satan prided himself on what knowledge he had about humans. Unlike his brothers, he had very little interaction with the human world so like with most things, he turned to books to learn more. Long before the exchange program, he had started researching humans wanting to understand why his brothers had been so intrigued by them, however sources were very limited in the Devildom. Despite that, he had done his best to learn the basics and as far as he knew it was not normal for a human to have this much power.

Satan started to replay the scene in his mind, he could see the fire in your eyes, he could feel the venom in your words, he had felt the heat coming off you as you ripped into his brothers. He should have enjoyed you snapping at Lucifer but instead he had felt his heart speed up and his own body strain against him as if he was no longer in control.

Another groan escaped his lips and Satan ran his fingers through his hair, carefully avoiding his horns, before placing them back on his face. He could feel the heat radiating from his cheeks now.

What had you done to him?

Mammon would call you a badass, Leviathan would describe you as “Final Boss amazing” but neither of those things could explain how Satan felt about you in this moment. It was weird, it was embarrassing, it made him feel like a total scumb- like a bad person. He would never use that ‘s’ word again after tonight, not with how forceful you had been in scolding them for using it against Mammon. Why was that? Why was he so afraid to call his brother something that he had said for thousands of years simply because you said not to? Why was his heart still racing in his chest? You had given the order to never say it again and he had felt desperate to follow your command, he wanted another, he wanted to lose control and join you in your state of fury, he’d do anything to have your attention.

He had hardly spent time with you up until recently, he had brushed you off upon arrival, you were nothing more than a defenseless human out of your element. You had once rejected him and he had threatened to dismember your body for crossing him, yet despite that you helped him rejoin his own body and make peace with Lucifer, you made your pact with him and then he had gone about his business.

There was never a strong bond between you like his brothers had, he never felt compelled to follow you around like Mammon, he never considered inviting you to his room like Leviathan, he never wanted to join you for lunch at RAD.

But tonight?

He felt like you had been a part of his life for centuries. He felt a connection that had not been there before, watching you unleash on his brothers had awoken something in him. There had been no fear, no hesitation, just rage inside you.

To finally be on the receiving end of wrath was eye opening, he never knew there was a creature out there that could rival him in anger, but you had pulled back the veil and shown him what you were capable of. You had been so mild-mannered up until now, a smile on your face and putting up with every new task given, but tonight you stood over seven of the most powerful demons in the Devildom and put them in their places.

In that moment Satan had felt the dynamic shift, you were no longer the innocent exchange student that had to tiptoe around him and his brothers, he knew exactly what you were. You had exposed your real power, even if he was the only one who felt it, even if his brothers were unaware for now, they would soon figure it out. Tonight, you had made them your bitches and shown them who their master was, you proved that you were no longer afraid of them but perhaps they should fear you.

You were Satan’s master now, and he was thrilled to belong to you.

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Four days have passed since your little outburst and things are still very tense at the House of Lamentation. You receive glares in passing from the First Born, the Fourth and Fifth born tense up and evacuate any room you enter with them, and the Third Born was back to the recluse he had been when you first arrived which wasn’t too surprising.  Even the Second Born, who had once been glued to your side and fighting for your attention, was avoiding you and now seemed just as reclusive as his little brother.

Occasionally you’d feel bad, want to apologize, and just forget the whole thing happened, but then you would remember the pain, the anger, the tears you had put up with for so long. You would remember just exactly why you had lost your temper at dinner, the near-death experiences, the threats of being eaten alive, the actual death experience and then you would remember they were the ones who needed to apologize.

Not you.

It wasn’t all terrible though, the twins had apologized and were helping you ignore the awkward stares from the others. Belphegor was quickly learning his place, he wanted nothing more than to be cozy with you on the couch like his twin, but one stern look from you and he would take his place on the floor next to your legs. You made him sit down there in case he decided to try something, you may not have the strength of a demon but one good kick to the face would give you enough time to prepare or escape.

Beelzebub on the other hand had become your new bodyguard it seemed. Ever since he apologized he had been much more attentive to you, walking you to class, taking Mammon’s old spot next to you at meals, putting himself between you and other demons in the hallway at RAD when he thought they were getting too close.

He could tell you were feeling the effects of his brothers avoiding you and it hurt his heart. He would come to your room and offer snacks while you did your homework, if he found you alone around the house he would ask you to join him and Belphie in their room to watch a movie, other times he would sit nearby while you studied and keep you company just so you didn’t have to feel alone.

He knew his brothers had to do this on their own, they had to figure out how to fix their mistakes, you had done that too many times for them already, now it was their turn. He hated to see his family so separated after how close they had all become, but he understood this wasn’t something he could rush, so instead he made sure to keep you happy.

The end of your day was drawing near, Potions was your final class, you sat in your usual spot towards the back of the room in hopes to avoid being called on to answer questions. Your professor had been droning on for the last forty-five minutes about some potion that made one thing do something completely different, if you were being honest with yourself you had zoned out ten minutes into the lecture, didn’t know what potion was being discussed and didn’t really care, you were constantly reminded that you had no real magic so what good was learning this stuff anyway?

You were snapped out of the daydream that had been consuming your thoughts by one simple word: Project. What made it worse was the word “partner” that echoed in your head after. Your Potions class had about fifty students in it, three of the brothers included, and usually your professor allowed you to choose your own partner for assignments. You looked at the empty seat next to you, your typical partner in crime was absent yet again so that ruled him out, you searched through the sea of students and spotted the fiery orange hair you had hoped to find, you started drilling holes in the back of his head with your eyes and tried mentally willing him to turn around and acknowledge you. At one point you considered using the pact to make him turn but just as you were mulling over the pros and cons of using your pact for such a silly reason, Beel turned to look at you but he had a distinct look of fear on his face, you gave him a confused look and then looked up at the board in the front of the room.

While you had been busy trying to master telepathy, your professor had thrown up a chart with your assigned partners, your eyes sped across the names searching for yours, from the look on Beel’s face you knew it wasn’t him and your heart began to race.

“Please, no no no no, don’t let it be-” just as you had started your quiet prayer to yourself, you found your name.

And your partner’s as well.

“Fuck.”

Your stomach dropped and a strong nauseous feeling washed over you. There it was, the one name you didn’t want assigned to you, but of course out of 49 possible names you got him. You hesitantly found him in the crowd, seated in the first row, eyes glued to the chart on the board.

You felt like throwing up.

The bell that signaled the end of class brought you back to reality, you waited a moment hoping he would leave the room quickly since he was so close to the door, but instead he started packing his bag at a snail’s pace.

You started planning your escape.

Beel had been washed out of the room with the other Fangol players heading to practice, you saw a large group of less intimidating demons heading for the door and decided to use them as cover, you threw your books into your bag and quickly made your way over to the group. You were getting closer to the door, freedom in your grasp, you pleaded with yourself in your mind.

“Just let me get home, I’ll deal with him there but pleeeeaseee don’t make me confront him no-”

“MC…”

You froze.

You were so close, the door a mere three feet away but the group you were trying to blend in with had clogged in the doorframe, trapping you inches away from the one desk you had been trying to avoid. If ever there was a time for you to learn how to turn invisible or teleport home, now would have been fantastic, instead you stood as still as possible while facing your now empty exit. You could bolt right now, take off and head for the house and not have to do this, but you knew it would only incur more awkward conversation later.

So, you prepared for potential battle instead.

“What.” Your voice stern and hinting for him to test you.

“I just, well, I thought you might want to start on the assignment as soon as possible.” The usual confidence in his voice was missing, he almost sounded nervous.

You turned your head slightly out of curiosity and spotted him from the corner of your eye. Even with your back turned he still refused to look at you, instead he was facing the front of the room, a very worn-down pencil danced between his fingers.

How odd to see such a wrathful being act so timid.

“Fine. Meet me at the Royal Library downtown at seven.” You adjusted your bag and headed out of the room, as you left you caught his reflection in the window on the door. That was the first time he had looked at you in almost a week, you could almost make out a forlorn look on his face, what a pathetic sight to see.

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You checked your D.D.D. for the third time, only two minutes had passed but it felt like hours, the time was 7:03. You grew anxious, being alone in this massive library would be a dream for some, but as a human in a world of demons it was extremely nerve-racking.

You had been here before a few times, but always accompanied by a brother. On one occasion it was Levi who was desperately seeking a rare manga that was rumored to be located in the far back and of course he couldn’t go alone, though typically it was Satan who escorted you. The two of you weren’t very close but he had offered to help you study for tests and this was a far better choice than the HOL.

You checked your phone again, 7:04. This was driving you insane. It wasn’t like Satan to be late, he rivaled Lucifer in punctuality, but was less annoying about it.

You wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t show up, the two of you had basically zero contact in the last four days and honestly you had been glad. This was one confrontation you had been dreading, thinking of the times he had threatened to maul you or feed you to lower demons made your eye twitch, but thinking about how quickly things could go south made your stomach turn.

You had lured him out of the house in hopes to level the battlefield, you knew he’d destroy the house with no hesitation if need be, so you thought maybe having thousands of rare and priceless books around him would make him think twice before spilling your blood. Your phone lit up with a new text notification.

Beel: Is he there yet?

You: No.

You: Maybe I’ll get lucky and he just won’t show.

Beel: :(

Beel: But then you guys won’t make up. Don’t worry, if he loses his temper, just summon me and I’ll protect you!

You smiled at your phone, at least Beelzebub had your back. In fact, you practically had to pry him off you in order to leave the house earlier. He kept insisting he join you, giving you puppy dog eyes and promising to sit far enough to the side so you and his brother could work but close enough to step in if needed. After several failed attempts to escape his hold, you had pulled the twin card and told him he was in charge of watching Belphie and making sure he finished his chores, Beel had begrudgingly let you leave but watched you disappear down the sidewalk before closing the front door.

You started scrolling through Devilgram when you heard the chair across from you move, looking up you saw Satan once again trying to avoid looking at you.

“You’re late.” You glared at him, annoyed at his avoidance more than his tardiness.

“By five minutes I know. I apologize.” He began to unpack his bag, still avoiding your harsh stare. You scoffed and shook your head.

“Oh, that you’ll apologize for…”

“What?” He paused his movement but didn’t turn to face you. You felt a heat building in you just like before, but this wasn’t the time to snap.

“Nothing. Do you have any ideas for the assignment?” You opened your notebook and skimmed over your scribbles.

“A few…” Satan reluctantly opened his notes and sheepishly pushed them towards you.

“What you can’t just tell me?”

“No, I just...” He trailed off, his eyes searching the floor for any type of distraction.

The heat began to rise in you, this was going nowhere. You wanted to be nice, but his constant avoidance was grating your nerves, he was supposed to be the rebellious brother wasn’t he? Right now he seemed more awkward and out of place than Levi would in this situation; it was time to just rip the bandage off and let the wound bleed.

“What are you looking for down there? Your pride?”

“What?” You heard a tinge of anger in his voice, you had his attention now. He lifted his head to meet your eyes and immediately looked away.

You tilted your head slightly, annoyance covering your face, ready for the challenge. You knew you had struck a chord with him but even still he won’t look you in the eyes, maybe the fortress of books was working too well.

“You heard me. Avoiding me at home is one thing, but now we have a project to do together and you still won’t look at me!” You could see Satan tense up. “Look I get that we weren’t exactly friends when I blew up on you guys at dinner, but why is it that you can’t even stay in the same room as me anymore? I understand that you’re not obligated to be ‘friends’ with me just because we have a pact but why the hell would you make one if you’re just going to spend the rest of my time down here avoiding me!” you kept your voice lowered and spoke through clenched teeth, you had leaned in towards him with your hands on the table.

Satan shifted uncomfortably in his chair and cleared his throat like he was ready to talk but nothing came out, you felt his mark start to burn on your skin once more. Your blood was starting to boil, why was he shutting down? You had provoked him and he started to take the bait but then backed down completely, now he was visibly uncomfortable and you were ready to lose it right here in the library. You were ready to start screaming, to rip into him and give him a piece of your mind, all while he sat there frozen in his chair just like he had the other night.

Then you thought of something.

You lightly touched where his pact mark resided on your body, you watched him wince at the same time even though his eyes were still on his lap.

“Can you…feel that?” the question came out a little more shocked than you had planned.

“Yes…”

Things started to make sense, the reason he had been so uncomfortable during that dinner and why he was so tense right now.

“And…you can feel my anger?”

“Very much so. It’s so intense that I have to focus on maintaining my human form.” The blonde gave a nervous laugh and raised his head slightly. You felt a little guilty, you were still learning about your pacts and how to use them, you had no idea the demons could be affected by your mood.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you guys could feel all my emotions.” You placed your hand back on the table.

“Well, that’s not exactly how it works, we only feel our own sin. Leviathan can feel your jealousy, Beel can feel when you’re hungry and I… can feel your anger.” Satan lifted his head slightly more and you could vaguely see a pink tint on his cheeks.

“Huh, you know that explains a lot about Beel showing up with food when I’m hungry, I just thought he could read minds or something.” You shrugged and sat back in your chair, the fire in you was starting to fade. Satan chuckled and looked up at you for the first time.

“I think that only works with Belphie. Although that would be an interesting theory to test.”

“So, is that why you’ve been avoiding me? You could sense that I was still pissed?”

“Yes actually, I never knew if it was directed at me or if it was just about the general situation, but I always made sure to leave in case I couldn’t control myself. That’s the reason I was late tonight as well if I’m honest, I was afraid of being alone with you.” The blush on his cheeks was more visible now.

“Well, at least I know why you would run out of the room now. So, that means at the dinner?”

“I was fighting for my life to not lose control; I didn’t think it would help the situation.”

“Yeah, that would’ve made things a lot worse I’m sure,” you grimaced “I’m sorry, I wanted you guys to understand how I felt but I didn’t know you’d feel it that strongly.”

“Don’t apologize,” Satan looked down at his hands as they messed with the pages of his notebook “Watching you, standing there looking down on us, the rage in your voice and fire in your eyes. I felt like I was finally able to understand how others feel when I lose my temper. Yet, I was not afraid of you, instead I found myself in awe of your ability to keep it under control.” It was your turn to blush.

“I wouldn’t say I kept it under control exactly.”

“Maybe not in the eyes of my brothers, but I could feel the sheer rage inside you, I felt it grow when you started to berate Belphegor, and yet you never lost control. We both know there was more rage inside than you let show, wasn’t there?” He looked back up at you.

“To be completely honest? I considered throwing a chair at Lucifer…and then flipping the entire table over…and then lighting the whole dining room on fire.” You gave each other a look of understanding then started to laugh.

“You know I’ve always been intrigued by humans and with you around I seem to learn more about them every day. Such funny little creatures you are.” He gave you a smirk.

“I could say the exact same thing about you demons.” You huffed and smiled at him.

“I take your laughter and smile to mean you don’t hate me?” Satan gave you a hopeful smile but you rolled your eyes in return.

“I never hated you guys. I just needed you all to understand how frustrated and hurt I was after everything that happened. I was finally starting to feel a connection to you guys, like I belonged here, and then the attack happened and it felt like none of you cared.” You shifted your gaze to your notebook again. “Do you know how much it sucks to feel completely alone? To feel like everyone is staring at you as if you’re a freak just because you don’t have horns, wings, fangs, a tail or some kind of combination of it all? You don’t understand how isolated I felt when I first got here, it was like I had personally offended every demon I came across just by existing!”

“Actually, I know exactly what that feels like…” You raised your head and gave him a confused look.

“How?”

“Well, as you already know, I was born from Lucifer’s rage. I entered this world alone and angry, my brothers were all trying to recover from the fall, from losing Lilith, and now this small demon was following them around. They were mourning things I couldn’t help with and that I didn’t understand, really I understood nothing. I felt terrified and lost, I was also incredibly angry for some reason, and my brothers had no idea what to do with me. I was assigned Avatar of Wrath from the moment I was born, and everyone around me acted as if I was a monster ready to devour them at any given moment. I didn’t ask to be born a being of pure anger and hate, in fact I didn’t really ask to be born at all, but here I am.” Satan furrowed his brows and continued “You and I actually have more in common than I originally believed, we both got tossed into something we didn’t ask for and were outcast simply for existing as we are.”

“You know, that’s the most human thing any of you have said to me so far.” You laughed a little. “I guess I never really thought that much about your birth, sometimes I actually forget you’re supposed to be the angry one, I never realized you were treated that way.”

Satan leaned back in his chair and sighed.

“Yes well, my brothers did their best to help me learn and understand the world around me, all of them eventually came to terms with my existence.” He tilted his head and looked slightly upwards. “Although I’m not entirely convinced Lucifer did… but I digress, you and I were both treated unfairly for things we couldn’t control. I’m truly sorry for how I treated you MC, I said some very horrible things to you when you first arrived. I wasn’t very welcoming to you, I acted as if you were a bother to me, it took me far too long to see that you were just as scared as I had once been. I should’ve been helping you understand this new world you had entered but instead I used you more as a new way to annoy Lucifer, I’m so sorry. Is there any way I can make it up to you?” For the first time ever, Satan looked directly into your eyes, you could see the guilt but also the hope inside them.

“You know, I’ve never understood why everyone always compares you to Lucifer.”

“Excuse me?” Satan blinked and shook his head. He gives you an honest apology and that’s how you respond?

“There’s not a chance in hell I could get a sincere apology from him like you just gave me.” You smirked and watched the fourth born blush again. “Congratulations though, this makes you the third brother to apologize for their actions so far.”

“I assumed Beelzebub had made up with you, given how much he’s been doting on you, and I’ll assume the other would be Belphie seeing as how he’s been following you like a stray dog suddenly.”

“You’d be correct, poor Beel is going to worry himself to death if the others don’t hurry up and apologize though. As for Belphie-”

“Let me guess. You’ve made some sort of deal with him and now he follows your orders?” Satan gave you a teasing smile, for a guy who kept his nose in a book most of the time he sure knew more about what went on in the house than you thought. “I have to say, I’m rather surprised to see you spending so much time with Belphegor now though. I guess I’ve just grown accustomed to Mammon following you everywhere!”

“Well actually, I haven’t seen Mammon since that night… have you?” You had been suppressing the thought up until now, but you had started to miss the energetic demon that normally kept you company. He had been skipping classes and calling in for work, you only knew that part because Belphegor had overheard Lucifer on the phone while napping in the common room, he had been absent from every meal since the big blow out too.

“Personally no, but I know he’s still alive, I did try asking Lucifer about him but the only response I got was ‘he’s eating and not racking up bills what more do you want?’ not sure what I expected from him though.” Satan rolled his eyes.

“I guess he’s taking this a lot harder than I expected him to.” You felt the guilt crawling up inside you. He was truthfully the only brother that hadn’t deserved your wrath.

“I’m not surprised really, all things considered.” Satan shrugged his shoulders and began to write in his notebook for the first time tonight.

“What do you mean by that exactly?” the concern in your voice was apparent. Satan stopped writing and furrowed his brows again, still looking at his notes.

“You don’t know do you?”

“I know he held me when I died, yeah.” Concern shifted to confusion, what exactly was he trying to get at?

“No, that isn’t all he did…” Satan put his pen down and looked up at you, his eyes soft and from his body language you could tell he was choosing his next words carefully.

“MC… Mammon was the one who found you…” Your heart began to race and your head started to spin, you didn’t like thinking about your death so you never considered that one of them had been the first to see you like that, part of you thought they had found you as a group. You’d been upset that Mammon had to hold your limp body as the life left it, but to hear that he had been the one to find you.

You thought about how that must have been for him, to find the person he’d spent the last six months getting into trouble with, the person he’d become so attached to, the human that he’d so clearly fallen in love with, to find his human beaten and bruised.

For the second time today, you felt like throwing up.

[royalsweetteaa]

Hi, if its still ok on the cevance character hc

What is it like to be married to them

Thank youu^^

This is such a wholesome idea for a HC.

I’ll gladly accept it! <3

CEVANS CHARACTERS & LIFE AFTER MARRIAGE

Steve Rogers

There’s nothing but joy that will radiate from the household of Mr & Mrs Rogers! Steve will not shut up about how you are a married couple and will through his sentences alone give a reminder of your vows as he can’t help himself.

“How was your day, my wife?”

“Good thing you have a husband who can handle the handy stuff around the house, am I right?”

He has always wanted to be a married man, and he embraces it by being a traditional husband, regardless of the relationship dynamic. He works hard outside the home, fixes things when they are broken, and he always takes initiative in asking you out to romantic occasions.

While he does have his work as an Avenger, he manages to balance it quite well to not keep the relationship distant as you are of high importance to him. Steve will ensure your happiness regardless if you choose to work or become a housewife.

Andy Barber

Your household as a Mrs Barber would be of a casual suburb, living like any other happily married couple and working your normal jobs per usual after your marriage.

Andy will brag about you more to his colleagues and his associates because he thinks you deserve to be recognized. “She is an amazing woman, and I couldn’t be more proud of having her as my wife.”

Andy is all about balance in the marriage. He takes care of things when they need to be taken care of in the house, and he can depend on you doing the same when he isn’t available. This includes cooking, cleaning, paying the bills etc. He doesn’t expect it, but that is what makes you compatible with how you help each other out. You enjoy still going on dates but spending time at home is where you find most comfort in each other after a long day of work.

Ransom Drysdale

Ransom has a lot to learn as he is used to only taking care of himself, but if he was willing to ask your hand in marriage, he is willing to do a lot of things and make many changes to ensure a happy marriage.

Ransom becomes even more protective of you now that you’re his wife, especially due to how it means you are a part of his family and you would have to deal with them more often.

“Yeah, she’s my wife now so you better not fuck with her or else you will all feel my wrath.” He will warn his whole family as he holds you around your waist. Luckily Harlan is nothing but nice to you like he has always been, and the old man makes up for joining the Thrombey family gatherings.

Jake Jensen

Despite Jake taking part of a special US forces unit, you are able to live a peaceful life together, even after marriage. Jake will take on more casual work on his plate so he can be with you more often as he himself feels the need to spend more time with you now that you have tied yourself to a life commitment.

Jake is an awesome husband, always down for whatever you, his wife wish things to be. If you want to take charge in decorating your new home, be his guest. If you want to start a family, he will give you a kid right away - and if you don’t, that’s completely fine with him too.

He wants you to live the life you want as a married couple, and it doesn’t matter which way because you have already fulfilled his only wish of having the perfect wife. Nothing else matters to him.

“God, I can’t believe I’m so lucky to have you as my partner for life. You’re like my Leia to Han Solo, and it’s just perfect.”

Ari Levinson

Ari being the busy man he is takes away days a week, but the times you have together are well spent in your household. While you miss him the days he is away, you being his wife makes it a given that you understand and respect his passion in helping people. He makes up for his energetic nature of being available when he comes home even after a long week of working.

“Sugar, I could run a lap around the lake right now without breaking a sweat. Don’t worry about me. I would love to spend time with my wife, thank you very much.” He will say with glee.

Ari wants to live a carefree life as a married couple and not follow a strict plan for the course of your lives. He thinks the best for the two of you is to enjoy life as it goes, and in that way you’re able to truly connect through good and bad. You take it upon yourselves to go places that gives you peace and spend time together, like the beach.

Johnny Storm

You know you’re a special woman when you get Johnny to settle down and get married. People are surprised when they find out that he had asked you and not the other way around.

Life is just about the same as it was before you got married, but Johnny will definitely be playful of calling you by your formal title now that you have his last name.

“What do you say we go for a ride, Mrs Storm?” He will say with a smirk, and it will earn him a chuckle from you as you accept his weekly invitation of riding his bike. With him, there are constant offers of sponsorships which means a lot of traveling to exciting places. You will have to expect paparazzis invading your personal space every now and then, but Johnny seems to take pride in showing you off, so you can’t say you completely mind.

Thank you @femefetalelevelingup for sharing your idea! It was enjoyable to write! ♥️

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Hearts & Reblogs are very appreciated! <3

[xtom-darling-x17]

Hi I was hoping that it was okay if I drop my request here. It's my first time and I'm so nervous 😓. You don't have to write it if you don't like it or agree with it.

Okay here it goes: My request is about Tom holland and reader (she is an actress 5 years younger than him (Tom is 25 in this) and they basically have been working together in Marvel since Ca:Cw) they fell in love and keep their relationship a secret. What's the plot? Now in 2021 Spiderman: NWH is coming out and Marvel bosses (or publicist Idk how this works) make Tom and Zendaya "date" ( aka fake relationship ( I don't believe their relationship in real life, sorry not sorry) ). Zendaya has always been jealous of reader for dating and having such good and strong friendship with Tom since the beginning ( also the media is saying how reader is becoming an amazing actress in Hollywood and it seems she is gonna take down her career) so she is the one to suggest Tom and her "date" ( without Tom or reader knowing ofc) and one day Zendaya is bragging about her plan working and how she is gonna make reader pay and have Tom for herself when someone or somehow (that's up to you) record her saying that and post it on social media making it viral.

It was just and idea and you don't have to write it of course 😉. Thanks for giving me a chance and sorry if I bothered you. 😅 bye 👋 🙂 ❤❤

Fake Dating Drama

Pairing - Tom Holland x Reader

Summary - You and Tom being a secret Relationship as Zendaya is jealous or Tom and Zendaya fake dates for media coverage for their latest movie Spiderman No Way Home

Warnings - Angst (Jealousy, Anger, Sadness) Age gap (Around 5 years)

A/N - Thank you for your request, hope you enjoy! It’s ok! Honestly, being nervous is nothing bad but you don’t have to be! Especially, on my blog. I’m always loving and friendly, so come say hi or chat anytime! I support Tom Holland and Zendaya, but anyone else’s opinion is their opinion. No hate to zendaya, love her too!! All fanfiction is just imaginary! Don’t ever think that your a bother because your not! Love and appreciate all the love and support 🥰

“Babe?” Tom shouts through the bathroom door, you roll your eyes as you giggle to him, “Yes, Tommy,”

“You seen my shampoo?” Tom pouts, you look down seeing him half naked. Your surprised he actually, put a towel round his waist.

“Oh, your new one?” Tom nodded, “It’s in the bedroom, I’ll go get it but one condition,” You smirked at him.

“What might that be?” Tom narrowed his eyes, “I shower with you?” You point your index fingers together, pouting at him.

“Oh, my!” Tom laughed, “I asked you and you said no, you change your mind like you change clothes,”

“I know,” you winked, getting his shampoo.

“Hello,” You whisper, wrapping your hands around his waist in the shower, “Hello, Darling,” Tom smiles kissing you.

Now under the water together, you share a bliss shower.

“You cheeky bugger!” Tom smirked, “Using my shampoo, you got your own! Your even using it, before me,” he laughed, “Let me help you,”

“I like your shampoo, it smells nice,” You grin back, Tom kisses you as he scrubs the shampoo, well his shampoo into your hair.

“Mm,” Tom hums, against your skin as You scrub shampoo into his own hair, “You give the best massages ever!”

“Well what can I say? I’m a professional,” You winked teasing him.

🧋

A few days later, You and Tom are back at work together. You been Filming for Spider-man No Way Home and it’s quite stressful but fun.

“Tom, A little more to the right,” The director, shouted. He nodded, starting the scene again in that position. “Action,”

Meanwhile, you were in the make up room ready for your next scene. You were a character in marvel since Captain America, Civil war like Tom being Peter Parker.

You betrayed a young girl around Peter Parker’s age, your character wanting a distant normal life but how wrong could that be?

Your character’s dad was Captain America himself, you was only allowed to go to a normal school because Peter Parker got recruited by Tony Stark.

C/N went to school with him, Peter had an important role! To look after C/N no matter what. If they got hurt or lost, it was on him. C/N and Peter are best friends themselves and with Ned and Mj.

Of course the love plot between Peter Parker and Mj still happened, which you are grateful for because you don’t know if you could handle being in love with Tom.. and “love” Tom as Peter on the big screen in-front of everyone.

You went on set to do your scenes, some with Tom and Zendaya being Mj and some with other characters.

You ended set early which is lucky, however the his agents wanted to talk to Tom because they had a big idea.

You didn’t know at the time, of this idea.. all you knew that his agents, where talking to him.

“Tom, Great idea since No Way Home is being released soon!” The agent, expressed, “How about You and Zendaya, fake date?” They smiled.

“Hold up stop, right there! Really? Fake dating,” Tom wanted to roll his eyes at them, honestly but he didn’t want to be rude.

Your relationship has been a secret, you and him both wanting privacy at least until your comfortable.

Only dating around 1-2 years, with you being such a young age. Tom didn’t want you to be publicised by the media, especially because they are too cruel.

Some people will not like the 5 year age gap between you but you and Tom did not care. No one suspected anything between you yet, mostly rumours of Tom and Zendaya dating but all of them has been denied. (So far)

“I don’t know, we are great friends,” Tom shook his head, not agreeing with it but what they didn’t know that you and him was actually dating.

“Just think about it thou, it will be a brilliant story line. Hyping up NWH, all the fans will go crazy because they actually ship you and Zendaya together,” The agent expressed more.

“Yes, you honestly have to because we kind of settled it up.. with your publicister,” His agent wince as technically they had his consent but still didn’t before they had set up a few date plans.

“Typical, A/N! Do I have a choice? Clearly not,” Tom tried to keep his cool, considering he didn’t have any say in this.

“Right,” Tom sighed, Tom needed to protect you at all costs, “It’s all fake thou, I do not have anything between me and Zendaya at all! You understand,” Tom told them.

“Yes,” The Agent nodded, “I will send you all the specific details on email,”

Tom nodded as he went off set to go find you in his trailer.

🧋

“Hello, Darling,” Tom smiles kissing your cheek, you are one of a kind. Tom can’t get enough of you, what’s so ever.

“Hi, Tommy,” You smile, kissing his cheek back as he leans into you on the bed.

Tom melted into your touch, taking his mind off of the words that has just been given to him.

“What’s wrong, Tommy?” You stroked his head, immediately knowing that he is upset or frustrated with something.

“I’m pissed off and tired,” Tom mumbles, closing his eyes enjoying your touch.

“What about?” You wondered.

“They want me to fake date,” Tom rolled his eyes, quoting fake as he sits up looking directly at you.

“Oh, right! With who?” You furrowed your eyes, you rub his arm to comfort his arm.

“Zendaya, which it’s not like someone, who I don’t know or get along with.. but again fake dating?” Tom huffed, “Unfortunately, they don’t know that we are actually dating. I want to protect you as much as I can because the media is mostly, awful sweetheart!”

Tom breathe heavy as he kisses your forehead, your not that shocked at them wanting Tom to “date” Zendaya.

“That’s why I’m pissed, I know why they are doing this rubbish. It’s because they want more media coverage on the movie, which I can’t get out of because I have a contract stating that I would do any other media coverage.. unfortunately including “dating” with them,” Tom sighed.

“I’m sorry that they did that to you, Tommy,” You pout, kissing his lips sweetly.

“Awe, baby! It’s not your fault, don’t say sorry sweetheart,” Tom pouts back, making you giggle as he wraps his arms around your middle pushing you down into the bed again.

“It’s going to be alright, you don’t need to worry either,” Tom reassured you, “Let’s just cuddle,”

You nod your head snuggling into his chest.

“I love you so much, Darling,” Tom whispers, kissing your cheek.

“Mm,” you giggle, “love you so much too, Tommy,”

You lay there cuddling and comforting Tom in his trailer for the time being.

🧋

Tom loving his work as an actor and appreciating his friendships was engaged into this fake dating stuff but none the less made it look real.

“Tom you got the documents for fake dating Zendaya?” The agent asked.

“Yes, I did read through them,” Tom nodded.

“Great, as you would know you got a date tonight around 7pm,”

“Yep,” Tom nodded.

Tom didn’t want to make it awkward as Him and her are good friends nothing more.

Later that day, Tom ended early for this “date” with Zendaya. you was busy working on your scenes as usual for the up coming movie.

“Hey, how are you? Z,” Tom smiles giving a light, hug to Zendaya.

“I’m good, how are you?” She smiled, happy of the fact that she finally got Tom away from you. The nickname gave butterflies to her stomach as it came out of Tom’s lips.

“Good, honestly line of work has been keeping me busy,” Tom gave her another smile, “You excited about Spiderman No Way Home?”

They sat down at a cute place in New York City, where paparazzi can take videos and pictures of them for the media.. 

“Yes, actually I think it’s going to be pretty cool!” Zendaya smiled back, thinking how she gets to kiss him on set, “what about you?”

Unfortunately, it’s not in real life. Zendaya reminds herself to play along and keep her cool.

“Yh, same! I’m pumped for the new movie, so fans can enjoy and love at what I and others do,” Tom smiles, always thinking about others.

“Understandable, we need to talk about our next date too,” Zendaya casually slipped in, not wanting to be too forward with it. Although, this needs to work!

“Yes, I was thinking going somewhere like,” Tom was thinking, but didn’t really come up with somewhere else. Maybe he will let the agents sort that part out because honestly, this is effort.

“Yh, I was thinking around town,” Zendaya spoke up, “Cute pizza place,” Tom nodded, not really listening.

Tom was thinking of you, how gorgeous your going to be in the dress he bought you for your real date with him.

Zendaya and Tom talked mostly how they normally talked, friendly and close seeming like the most natural, perfect couple to exist but in reality that’s far from what you can see.

“I think we should go, we finished eating and been here for about two hours,” Tom told, he got Zendaya’s bag and coat.

Tom even put it on her, to make the date look real. “Thanks,” Zendaya nodded.

She really enjoyed his closeness to her, always thinking she was the one going to be dating Tom not you.

“We should hold hands, the paps will capture it,” Zendaya suggest, just like other things..

“Yh,” Tom nodded, taking her hand into his. He felt weird but none the less complies to make marvel bosses happy plus the media too.

Paps as usual taking pictures and videos thinking that the two was actually having a good date. It had to make Tom laugh because honestly they believe anything.

Tom guides Zendaya into the limo going back to their separate homes away from the paparazzi.

“Thanks, I had a good night not making it weird,” Zendaya said goodbye to Tom.

“Yh, me too, to be honest considering the circumstances,” Tom nodded, getting out and walking into his own house.

Tom tiptoed up the stairs trying to keep quiet as he changed into some joggers. Seeing that your wrapped up asleep, he slid in the covers wrapping his arms around you.

“Hi Tommy,” You mumble, sleepy snuggling up to his warm, toned chest.

“Hello, Darling,” Tom whispers, caressing your locks as he gets closer to your body.

“You still sleepy? my love,” Tom smiles, kissing your forehead. You nod as you shift into the bed to get comfortable.

“Sleep, before you ask. I’m good, the fake date was alright,” Tom reply’s, “My baby needs to sleep, I need to sleep too,”

“Shh,” You take a finger up to Toms lips, “Sleep with your baby then,” you smirked, closing your eyes again.

Tom chuckles as he kisses your lips, “I intend too, right now!”

“Good! Night, love you so much,” You smile, feeling Tom stroking your forehead.

“Goodnight, I love you so much too Darling,” Tom smiles drifting to sleep with you.

At peace not thinking what there is come anytime soon, You and Tom just holding on to each other.

🧋

Tom dragged himself to dress up for another fake date for media coverage. The “date” consists of composing himself not to slip up saying I can’t take this anymore.

Tom is a strong, will minded, determined man, who is going to protect you at all costs! He likes Zendaya as a friend, she’s good for a laugh and chat once and a while but nothing more could come out of it.

Tom loves you, head over heels for you and nothing could change his mind other wise. However, Zendaya had other plans.

“Hey, you ready?” Tom smiles asking Zendaya, “You look nice,”

Zendaya didn’t really agree at that comment, she was hoping for something like beautiful but she will be take it.

“Yes, thanks. You don’t look too bad yourself,” Zendaya winked playfully, really confusing the shit out of Tom but nodded and followed her outside none the less.

Walking hand in hand as people take photos of them, videos etc.. Tom put on a fake smile as Zendaya chatted and laughed along taking actual interests in things.

They went to a park sitting down, drinking hot drinks as it is winter. Acted like they were in “love” for the media coverage, or so Tom thought..

“How was your week?” Tom smiles being friendly, wanting this not to be awkward as after all he thinks they have a good friendship.

“It’s been good, even though I’ve been seeing you on set and filming with you. We haven’t seen much of eachother,” Zendaya stated to Tom.

“Well, I’ve been busy plus my family dinners with Y/N too,” Tom explained, not seeing the issue talking about you. Knowing that Zendaya wouldn’t blow out the secret relationship you had going on.

“That’s cool, just wondering. It’s nice to talk to you once and a while,” Zendaya sincerely said, honestly she wanted to act cool like it wasn’t a big deal.

Truth was she was jealous of you, as Tom talked about you. Zendaya changed subject that didn’t include you at all, wanting Tom to look at herself as he looked at you.

Jealous of Yours and Toms strong, close friendship, eventually building up into a relationship. Zendaya thought she could be higher than you thou, more clever.

Zendaya smiled even more when her and Tom sat closer together for the media coverage. Eventually, taking a stroll around New York through the Christmas decorations.

Zendaya enjoys her second date with Tom.. with the media being all over it. She is quite pleased with herself.

Some fans even came up to them, taking pictures with them. Thanking them for their time.

🧋

Headlines on social media states..

Tom Holland and Zendaya has been seen in a cafe in New York City, looking pretty cozy!

Could they be dating? They did hold hands when entering and coming out of the cafe to their car! They looked pretty close..

Tom Holland and Zendaya being seen in the New York City centre park, earlier this week. Confirms that they might be possibly dating.

All fans are going crazy as their ship is about to sail.. including some fans taking pictures with them on their walk in New York!

That’s what most media platforms looked like discussing the rumours and “evidence” of Tom and Zendaya dating.

🧋

Couple of days later You and Tom are back at filming scenes as your schedules match up more, you get to see each other more. Putting a bigger smile on each other’s faces.

“Hi, Darling,” Tom kisses your forehead, “You did really good, baby! With your character,”

“Thanks, you too! Your incredible playing Peter Parker,” You giggle, embracing Tom’s arms around your body.

You two were now in your trailer, you like to swap sometimes to get the best privacy. You are mostly in Toms but yours was closer.

“Says yourself, love,” Tom winked, “Dance with me,” He took your hand and twirled out around.

“Tom,” You giggle, getting twirled around, “You are a blessing,”

“Really?” Tom smirked as you nodded, “Your a beautiful, blessing too,” he whispers into your ear.

Tom kisses your hands, taking a step side to side as you dance together.

No music but you and Tom is all you need to move.

“Have you seen the media?” You asked, looking down. Tom rubbed your hands to comfort you.

“Me and Zendaya are nothing than friends, we are just fake dating. You got nothing to worry about, Sweetheart,” Tom explained, lifting up your chin to look at you direct into your eyes.

“It’s just for the media coverage,” Tom sighs, “Unfortunately, I have to suck it! I don’t want it to be like this but I want to protect you because I love you so much,” He whispers, dearly to you.

“I understand, Tommy,” You place your forehead against his, holding him dearly, “I appreciate you protecting me, honestly I do! I love you so much,” You breath out, a few tears in your eyes as Tom swipes them away.

“Your the one that I want, your the one that I love nothing compares to you, no one,” Tom spoke whole heartily to you, kissing your lips passionately with grace.

You gently, grab his curls as you deepen the kiss with your tongue. Tom brings you closer to his chest not even breaking the kiss as he lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

Tom sits down on the sofa with you, “Your Gorgeous, Darling,” He whispers, kissing you again on the lips.

“Mm, you too pretty boy,” You smile as you take your fingers over his jaw line. Placing your hands around his neck, Tom’s hands trail along your hips.

🧋

Media over the coming days has been focusing on You, Y/N L/N..

Y/N L/N has been one of the top young female actresses to be in the marvel industry! Playing the wonderful C/N, Captain America’s Daughter in the Franchise. Her role has been incredible.

The question is will Y/N be more successful than Zendaya? As she is becoming An Amazing Actress in Hollywood, leading more and more into her career.

Paparazzi taken pictures of Tom Holland and Y/N as they are out on breaks in between takes. 

Leading to fans rumouring of Tom Holland and Y/N L/N being much closer as it seems behinds cameras. The lime light has been struck towards them since they was caught having ice cream on set the other day.

As you and Tom go about your business, finally getting a day off from filming to relax together.

Zendaya was in a hotel lounge area, talking to her other friends about you and Tom.

“Honestly, my plan is so working!” Zendaya smirked, placing her hands into her lap.

“What plan?” Her friend got confused, she told her so many things.

“Oh, my! the one where I suggested for Tom and me to “fake date” so I can get closer to hm,”Zendaya making a frustrated face, sighs.

“Right, that one,” Her friend, pretending to know what she’s on about. Conversations sometimesgoes in one ear and out the other.

“I can finally, get Y/N to pay because why is she in the lime light with Tom all the time! So close with him, honestly it should be me,” Zendaya rolled her eyes as she deepens the conversation.

“Anyway, as I was saying the plan is working and going so good! I’m happy,” Zendaya smiles, drinking her coffee.

Her friend nodded along with the “plan”, they couldn’t be more bored of the bragging but decided to be polite and not say anything.

What goes around, comes around because karma is a bitch!

🧋

“Tom, what the fuck!” You whisper, shouted in the middle of the night. You woke up to your phone beeping, essentially blowing up with notifications as you forgot to turn them off from last time.

“What, baby, You ok?” Tom tiredly, said as he turned around to face you. Turning on the lamp to see your face, your very shocked face.

“Look at this!!” You exclaimed, shaking your head, “You honestly, should look yourself because no words can explain this shit!”

“Oh, oh ok,” Tom got shoved the phone into his hands as he furrowed his eyebrows at the video.

Tom watches a video gone viral all over the internet, social media of Zendaya bragging about her plan.

The head lines on social media states..

Zendaya has spilled the tea on her jealousy plan, consists of getting Tom Holland as a Boyfriend and out shining Y/N L/N!

Plus the tea has spilled on why all of the sudden Tom and Zendaya appeared to be dating.

Fans goes crazy on the news, supporting Tom Holland and Y/N L/N as individuals! And as rumoured relationship talks between them blows up even more as truth comes out.

The evidence of facts supported by a video by a fan that may not be named for privacy reasons, took it just this Sunday.

“What the fuck,” Tom frowned, rubbing his eyes, “So that’s why marvel said to date, typical! It was her mouth all along!” He rolled his eyes.

“What a Bitch,” You whispered, wrapping your arms around Tom, “I know,” he shook his head as you and him comfort each other in your arms.

“I knew there was something behind this fake dating shit but I just couldn’t put my finger behind it,” Tom spoke, sighing.

“It’s ok, baby! Don’t be upset about it, it’s not your fault Tommy. It’s hers,” You stroke Tom’s curly locks, “I know, my love!” He kisses your cheek.

“It doesn’t matter what she says, it’s not going to bring us down! Jealously don’t get you anywhere,” Tom reassured, “As I said last week, I love you so much and nothing is going to get in the way of that,”

You smiled, into his dreamy brown eyes as he spoke the truth to you. “Your so charming, I love you so much too, Tommy,” You kiss his lips slowly into a tender kiss, Tom wraps the covers around you more as it did slip down your shoulders.

His tongue slips into your plumped lips as he deepen the kiss. You come closer to him into the covers, “Your lips are so soft,” Tom smiles, biting your lip.

“Says yourself, Tommy,” You giggle, kissing him back and this time your the one to slip your tongue in first.

Tom absolutely, adores you! And you adore him so much!! 

You and Tom eventually, go back to sleep turning off the lamp and snuggled up together as you drift off.

In the morning, more fans are complaining and supporting You and Tom as they see the video of Zendaya essentially, bad mouthing you.

“I think it’s time to actually, announce our relationship maybe?” You suggested, “I know, you want to protect me, Tom but it’s been like two years,”

“I agree, My love,” Tom kisses your forehead, “Love you so much, Darling,”

“Love you so much too Tommy,” You smile kissing his soft lips gently as he rubbed your hand.

“Well, at least I can finally bring that Fake dating to an end!” Tom smiles, laughing.

“Yep, I agree. That was weird,” You giggled.

“I totally, agree on that one!” Tom nodded.

[sarahrogersevans]

You’re Not A Secret Nor A Joke- Sebastian Stan xreader Fan Fic

Summary: Sebastian is about to go to another movie premiere and offers to take Y/N and a misunderstanding occurs & Sebastian fixes it

Warnings: Angst, fluff, mentions of a misunderstanding, happy ending

(Sebastian’s POV)

I was getting ready for another movie premiere and I was really excited because I was gonna invite my girlfriend Y/N and she’s never been to a premiere with me yet and I know she’s always wanted to and I always felt bad I haven’t had her come with me to one yet. I got my suit on and went to find Y/N and saw her in her hoodie and sweatpants and said “Y/N, darling wanna go to the premiere with me tonight? Y/N looked at me with an upset look and said “really.. you didn’t have to rub it in.” She started crying and I noticed she thought I was being sarcastic and I felt so guilty even more when I made my girl cry, I never wanna be the reason she’s upset. I hugged her and said “doll I wouldn’t ever treat you like that Y/N, I was serious I want you to be by my side tonight. Listen doll, I know in the past we were keeping this private but I thought about it and I love you so much and you shouldn’t be a secret ok? I wanna show you off and honestly going alone wouldn’t be fun knowing you’re here at home by yourself.” I kissed her and smiled at her and said “so what do you say Y/N? Would you come with me?” She smiled and said “of course Seb! I love you too and I would to, I’ll go get ready.”

(Y/N’s POV)

I was putting on my favorite red dress and doing my makeup feeling so excited about going to a movie premiere for the first time, though I was really anxious about being in front of a lot of cameras but I knew as long as I had Sebastian by my side that I’d be ok. After I finished getting ready I walked out to where Sebastian was waiting and he looked at me crying and came over and said “wow.. Y/N you look beautiful! I love that dress on you.” I was overthinking and said “yea?.. I look ok? You sure?” He smiled and kissed me and said “doll you look amazing, you look perfect in anything, ready?” I blushed and saw his hand ready for mine and I put my hand in his and we got in the car.

We got to the place and Seb squeezed my hand seeing me looking anxious about the cameras and said “hey, I’m right here doll don’t worry it’ll go fast I promise I’ll be by you the whole time plus we’ll have some friends here with us too.” I breathed and said “ok, I’m ready.” Seb got out with me and we walked over to where his assistant wanted us for photos and we smiled and had a lot of people asking us questions and Sebastian kept bragging about me and I heard him say “oh Y/N here, she’s the love of my life and the one who always supported what I do and I love her so much I wouldn’t be here with her.” I blushed when he smiled at me and we kept walking around I was so proud of how far he’s come and just knowing he was serious about us made me love him more.

Sebastian whispered “ready to go home doll?” I nodded feeling tired and he took my hand and we went home. We both got changed and I went to cuddle with him on the couch and he put his arm around me and said “so did you have fun Y/N?” I smiled and said “I did that was really fun tonight, thank you for inviting me to join you babe.” Sebastian kissed my forehead and said “sweetheart it’s my pleasure, I hope you’ll come with me more often I mean it, I’m happy more often when you’re with me, I hope you know how much you mean to me darling.” I cuddled closer to him and smiled up at him and said “and I love you more Sebastian, I’d be honored to be by your side for anything I’m not going anywhere.” Sebastian lifted my chin up and leaned in to kiss me passionately and said “neither am I sweetheart I promise, let’s get some sleep now we had a long day.” I closed my eyes and Seb kissed my forehead and whispered “goodnight doll I love you forever.”

Hey lovelies!!! I hope you enjoy this one 😊♥️xx

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[ryuichirou]

Replies

Skipped the day yesterday, so I’ll try to reply to more asks today!

Starting with the ones about our LiliSil comic from yesterday…

Anonymous asked:

HOLY SHIT LILIA His thighs are not a snack!

(I would've done the same 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻)

These thighs are a snack much better that whatever Lilia was munching on in a previous comic… leg > spaghett

Anonymous asked:

Silver doesn't get flirting or teasing at all... Very sad..... At least his plump thighs must be super delicious ❤️

He is just way too used to Lilia acting this way I guess… this is like a default to him lol nothing special to see here. But yeah, at least his plump thighs are super delicious 🥰

hipsterteller asked:

I saw silver and lilia…

Ouch, got bonked …

Anonymous asked:

…

I’ll share spaghetti with the old dude. Not because I think he’s hot or anything, mind, but because I’m a pig and spaghetti is spaghetti.

I think this one was sent after the first LiliSil midnight snack comic, so…

Very valid, Anon, but I have to warn you, Lilia is a competitive eater when it’s 3 AM and he’s having cold spaghetti.

Anonymous asked:

Random Ignihyde student A probably: I’m living in an actual nightmare. Royal Sword it is then.

(this is related to this post)

Poor guy, I feel so bad for him, he’s just trying to live his life… these creeps would be happy if he transferred to another school though 😭

Anonymous asked:

Opinions on Idia being fucked in a cosplay?

Or being fucked by someone in a cosplay

Both options are great, and I don’t know which one is going to make Idia die of cringe, embarrassment and arousal faster lol

Whenever this scenario is mentioned, I always think about Lilidia first, since Lilia is kind of a nerd himself + wouldn’t mind dressing up. In fact I did draw this once, if you consider a maid outfit a cosplay… we might revisit the theme of cosplay in Idia smut sometime, it’s a very fun one.

Idia desperately needs to get fucked in a cosplay, that’s for sure.

Anonymous asked:

haha funny scenario :)

ok now actually draw idia whimpering and bleeding on the floor :))

:) Come on, Anon, why would I do something so mean to Idia? This isn’t like me at all, I would never.

Anonymous asked:

Good lord, thank you for the dark, twisted food you’ve been providing us in the way of headcanons. I’m drinking them in like water y’all. 😩

Thank you so much for enjoying them, Anon! <3 I am super happy to hear that you like them.

I really hope to finish the rest of the posts about darker themes and hcs soon; it’s truly amazing that people are interested enough to ask for more of that.

Dark and twisted food is our true passion 😔💕

Anonymous asked:

i NEED to breed those eels 😭🤚

Unfortunately, in this blog the eels are busy breeding Idia…

Anonymous asked:

Do ya think that in the heat of the moment Sebek would try to breed Malleus, not knowing , or forgetting) that it doesn't work like that (unless it's A/B/O haha) ? Like he'd get SO intense that even AFTER he'll finish inside his liege he'd get excited again from the thought of his liege carrying his- THEIR children.

I think the young hormonal horny fae part of Sebek’s brain could make him believe in anything, like if his instincts win over and his confused body just goes ballistic, which is very likely to happen if he is lucky enough to have any kind of intimacy with Malleus. But this is Sebek we’re talking about; it could go either way with him.

Then again, we did have a comic about Sebek bragging about being the one to breed his liege, so maybe he doesn’t even need to be in the heat of the moment to think about this type of thing. It’ll definitely get him excited in like 2 seconds though lol

Anonymous asked:

I headcanon that the Science Club members talk crap and gossip while doing their club activities. Kinda like stylists at a salon but meaner.

I think every club does that to an extent lol, Science Club too. Is there a reason you headcanon them specifically as being gossipers?

All of them talking shit about everyone… and then there’s Rook with his singing….

Anonymous asked:

Kuro x TWST au where Riddle is Ciel's cousin who goes to live with Madame Red and Grell after his OB. Skip ahead and Riddle is introducing Floyd to his family. Madame Red doesn't think highly of him but he makes Riddle happy so she doesn't protest. Sebastian and the tweels are three pees in a pod, so only a raised eyebrow and approval. Ciel tho goes full kink shaming. He cannot believe his most esteemed respected favorite cousin is not only a monsterfucker but also into THAT sort of personality

Come on, Ciel, you shouldn’t be judgmental, just look at your butler for fuck’s sake lol Plus, it’s difficult for Riddle too! He wants Floyd to behave properly, it’s not his fault he can’t…

I hope the tweels bully Ciel lol

This is one of those moments when I really regret Yana not being able to do a proper crossover between Kuro and Twst, all of these boys interacting would’ve been so interesting.

artfulhero-m asked:

It's been a little over a week since I sent that huge ass essay, and in the spirit of being extremely happy to be a cringe weird little freak, have you heard of The Coffin of Andy and Leyley? I literally heard about it weeks ago cause I heard it's what the Internet has considered "the incest game" so because of that, and the cute art of the game, I bought it weeks ago and finally got around to playing it and oh boy yeah the incest is very throughout the game. AND IT'S AMAZING >:) Literally the most toxic of sibling relationships, but like that's what's got my brain latching hard they're SO codependent on each other.

Sorry I just needed another moment to just kinda yell into the void in your ask box again if that's okay lol. After sending that essay last week while on the verge of passing out for the night not even 100% sure I sent it to the right ask box I just immediately got sick the next day, which took me out for the entire week lmao. Then halfway through the week I figured I was done with sleeping so the stars have finally aligned for me to play "the incest game" and now the brain rot for The Coffin of Andy and Leyley is kinda severe and only getting worse so as a result, just needed to know if you heard about it too lol.

Yeah, we’ve heard about the game! At some point it became impossible to avoid, and while we haven’t played or watched it, the discourse around it is fascinating and very telling. We are just very happy in general that the game exists, and not necessarily because of incest, but because it’s always cool to see games with darker and more problematic themes getting popularity and recognition, especially if this is the game where the main characters are kind of shitty people lol And the artstyle is cute, I agree! It’s such a pity the author got harassed, I hope it didn’t affect them in any way.

All of that being said, I hope you get good rest and have a good sleep every day. I know it’s easier said than done, but please take care of yourself, this is very important. I also hope you feel better and surround yourself with fictional toxicity only lol Enjoy your problematic brainrot.

[yandere-writer-momo]

How about Katou sfw & nsfw hcs

People like roach man? Alright, I’ll give him to ya. But a abnormal Katou.

Yandere Baki Head Canons

Kiyosumi Katou NSFW and SFW edition

And you’re getting the YANDERE EDITION too because I am a YANDERE BLOG

Minors DNI

I’ll find you and fight you in a Wendy’s parking lot

Kiyosumi Katou (SFW)

He hasn’t been in many relationships so he doesn’t have much experience. He’s super awkward at first. You’ll probably have to be the one who makes the first move

Katou is secretly insecure so he’ll try to push you away at first. How could you be interested in someone like him? He’s very taken with you once you keep showing him that you genuinely like him

He tries to still be cocky in front of his friends but he’s such a baby with you. He’s so needy and clingy. It’s funny how different he is around you. He loves you doting on him but be warned. He is very jealous if you laugh at any of his friends’ jokes. He will never share you. Ever

He tries to stop drinking so much and he even cleans his messy depression pit apartment out so you don’t think he’s such a slob. He wants to impress you. He wants you to like him more

You’re so sweet to him and you listen to all his crazy ramblings. He’s so happy you like him… it makes him feel like less of a loser

It’s when you hold his hand that a fire is lit inside of him. A strange feeling overcomes him. He wants to always know what you’re up to. He catches himself watching you from a distance a lot. At first it was to make sure you always make it home safe but then he finds himself watching you sleep. He’s counting your breaths to make sure you’re not breathing abnormally. He tries to reassure himself that it isn’t strange to watch over your partner

He looks forward to the days he gets to see you face to face. He loves your dates with him. He’s especially fond of hair ties/ bracelets you gift him. He loves to wear a little piece of you every where he goes… but soon the little trinkets aren’t enough for him. He wants more

He starts stealing your underwear, your socks, anything this man can get his hands on. He loves any little crumb that you leave behind for him

You notice his lingering stares on your backside and it makes you blush. You really like Katou so you completely ignore the obsessive red flags he has. Doesn’t everyone want a partner who is obsessed with them?

You invite him into your room which seals your fate to him

Kiyosumi Katou

Now Katou is average but he’s a little girthy. He has an uncut penis

He didn’t think he’d ever have someone initiate sex with him but here he is with you on your knees blowing him off. He’s trying so hard not to cum immediately but the way you’re sucking on him and rubbing, it’s getting to the point of being impossible. He’s definitely the type to whimper and cry

He apologizes for cumming so fast but he turns beet red when you just smile and swallow. He knows he probably tastes awful since he drinks and smokes but you take it like a champ. You give his penis a soft kiss and you hold him after the blow job. He’s so embarrassed but he’s also so happy you like him

Sex with him is awkward at first. He’s probably a virgin and it takes him awhile to get into the groove of it. Being inside of you is amazing and he never wants to leave your warmth

He’s very vanilla at first but the more you two go at it, the more he wants to try. The more he wants to grab you, choke you, pull your hair, and spank you. He’s in heaven

You’re going to be sore and aching once he gets his fill. He has a lot of stamina and a lot of enthusiasm

He really enjoys going down on you too. Katou behinds to really enjoy when he has control over you

He would probably enjoy anal (receiving or giving), tying you up, and handcuffing you as well

Katou also likes to record you two having sex but that’s only for his use. He would never show his friends anything but he would brag about your sex life a lot

[bellafragolina]

I have requested this before but I will do it again,

May I please request the twins being picked up by their S/O?

Pick hugs, spin hugs, showing them off, or just sack of potatoing them!

I give you free Reign have fun with it :>

Ps, your writing is amazing and you are as sweet as strawberries! Hehe see what I did there?

I’ll see myself out

-holding twins anon

you're too cute!! i am grinning like a fool sitting here trying to type this out for you, it's near impossible! ah! i need to lie down and squeal for a moment!

🍓🍓🍓

Ingo:

There’s nothing Ingo loves more than being in your arms. You melt away all of his stress, and he feels like he can truly relax when you scoop him up after work. He’s weightless, surrounded by you, and nothing else matters in that moment, not to him. Well, that’s a lie. His “welcome home” kiss matters quite a lot to him, so he wants that as well, but don’t set him down, he’ll pout if you do

Ingo’s a stubborn man, and a workaholic. But his worst tendencies are no match for you. You’ll walk into his study where he’s pouring over the paperwork he brought home, and you’ll just pick him up, scolding him for not sleeping. Sleep deprived Ingo can only clutch onto you, half thrown over your shoulder, trying to control himself when faced with your strength and willingness to just toss him around. He can’t protest when this flustered

You show him off sometimes, to his brother and friends and even some of the younger trainers. What can you do? Not show off your wonderful husband? Ingo is so embarrassed by it, but flattered. Emmet can laugh at him all he likes, but he’s your wonderful husband, so he’s too content to care about his brother’s teasing. You’ll get a shy kiss to the cheek whenever you do this, which only makes you want to do it more.

Emmet:

Emmet is a hug fiend. He is all over you, and it's rare that he isn't in contact with you in some way the entire time you're together. That being said, Emmet adores it when you scoop him off his feet. He's a tall man, not used to being lifted, and he's in love with it. He leaps into your arms every chance he gets, if you don't pick him up first. His favorite is when you grab his waist and lift him up, his legs going around your waist as you kiss him. Just don't press him against a wall, else he'll get too excited

Emmet is going going going, so sometimes, to help him slow down, you grab him and toss him where you want him. Emmet squeals every single time, and beams at you. Do it again, he loves being body slammed into plush stuff. Just be careful, else his Pokémon might think you're attacking him. Galvantula and her army of babies can and will consume the electrical impulse that makes your heart beat, remember that

If you pick Emmet up to boast about your amazing husband, Emmet is going to look like he just won Miss Universe and wasn't expecting it at all. He peppers you in kisses, in your arms like a bride, as you brag to his friends and brother about how wonderful a partner he is. They can't even tease Emmet about it, because he's just cheshire grinning like "I bet you wish you were me, don't you?" He's sorely in love with you, and being in your arm is his favorite places to be

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request it again and again, my love, because i love writing about it!! hope you enjoyed this, and i hope you have a wonderful evening, darling!!

~Renee

[scolpimpisdiary]

Bucci Gang Cooking HeadCannons!!

Bruno Bucciarati🤐

I can definitely imagine him being able to prepare a lot of traditional Italian dishes. Bruno may be busy but he’s a detail oriented man, and you could see it in the way he prepares his food

Like I mean, VERY well made

I can literally imagine his Italian ancestors guiding him while he’s cooking

(William Zeppeli? Jkjk)

*snaps fingers*“Hey Baby! You forgot to add the salt”

OKAY IM DONE

If he’s close enough to Y/N he’d probably make their favorite dishes and bring it to them whenever they’re down. I don’t see him bragging about his cooking tho or bringing it up often

plus I feel like he’d be better at making savory foods rather then sweets for some reason idk

“I know I can be a bit busy, but I hope you enjoy this, Y/N. I made it just for you”

Guido Mista💥

Let’s be honest this man has probably never touched a cooking pan in his life

I think Mista would probably try to avoid anything involving making food, he feels like its time consuming and probably either orders takeout or just eats at the Bucci gang restaurant

(I forgot the name of the restaurant bye)

I could see Mista only ever cooking if he has a crush on Y/N and wants to help them cook in order to get closer to them

(He’d probably mess up halfway though)

“Mista, the cake recipe called for four eggs!”

“Four is bad luck, don’t you know that Y/N? That’s why I only put two!”

Leone Abbacchio 🫖

Strangely enough I feel like he’d be really good at making desserts

Like REALLY good

I could imagine him with a cute lil skull apron on making different types of cakes and sweets in his spare time, macarons, cookies, pies, cupcakes etc

He’d probably be too shy to actually share this with anyone tho, unless Y/N basically begs or forces him to do it

I also don’t see him making a lot of fried food idk 😭

“But you cook so good!! Can you please help me make *insert favorite dessert item here*? It’s my favorite!”

“Alright fine Y/N, but you owe me one..”

“I can’t believe I got dragged into this shit..”

Narancia Ghirga🎶

Most likely sees cooking as a way to experiment and have fun rather than actually sustain himself.

Prefers to make his own “recipes” but also enjoys following different ones

One of the first volunteers to help Y/N with a recipe, not only because he likes them but also because he genuinely enjoys the process of it

Minus the dishes, which would unfortunately be left up to Y/N to clean

He probably makes a lot of weird food combinations as well

I could imagine him proudly showing off his bizarre recipes to Y/N

Maybe even making them try it? Idk

“C’mon Y/N! It took me ages to come up with this, doesn’t it look yummy?”

“Uh..yes, it does! Just let me..uh..go to the bathroom..real quick”

Pannacotta Fugo😡

Oh Fugo..

Poor lil Fugo..

He’d probably have the hardest time making recipes. I could see him ragequitting giving up in the middle of a recipe and just scraping it

He would follow the recipe halfway but

I feel like he’d overanalyze everything, which makes him fail

“Oh, the recipe says to add only 1 tsp of baking powder, but what happens if I just..”

Either that or he’ll get frustrated which causes him to mess up even more

It’d probably take a lot of convincing from Y/N to have him help them with a recipe

Otherwise Fugo would try to avoid bringing up cooking at all costs

“Fine, I’ll help! But don’t come crying when it tastes like shit!”

Giorno Giovanna🐞

My favorite Jojo ngl

I feel like GioGio would be able to cook, but not that well

Like, I could imagine him being able to scrap things together or make edible meals, but I don’t see him being an amazing cook

He’s similar to Mista in the fact that he probably feels that it’s a waste of time at first, but as he got more experienced he started enjoying it more

Before becoming a Don, he’d either do the former or just eat out at a restaurant

After becoming a Don, Giorno probably has people make food for him tbh

GioGio would still be open to helping Y/N with meals though, mainly if they were S/Os

I could also see Don/older Giorno at least trying to learn how to be a better cook if he had the time

“Tesora/Tesoro, am I doing it right? I tried following the steps like you did, but it still looks quite strange”

“It’s okay! It looks fine so far, just keep whisking”

“You know, I’m actually starting to enjoy this.. I never thought I would before. We need to do this more often”

“Really?”

“Of course, mi amore”

[eadanga]

Royal Love Part 10

Summary: Now 18 Eleanor heads to her first year of college and falls for a handsome musician. Can she keep her royal secret be with her true love?

A/N: This series is for @kingliam2019​​​​​ one of my 500 followers giveaway winners

Eleanor wakes up to someone shaking her “Elllllle come on get up!”

Eleanor groans “Marissa what’s going on why are you waking me up so early?”

“Because I helped with breakfast so I can get some food for us now come on”

“Come on where?”

“Downstairs so we can eat and then I’ve got two horses saddled up for us”

Eleanor sighs “You still haven’t told me why”

“Is it a crime to spend time with my best friend?” Marissa rips off the sheets “Now get off your lazy ass!”

Eleanor rolls her eyes and stands “Alright I’m coming”

Marissa grins “Yay now I’ll be waiting for you” Marissa narrows her eyes “Don’t make me come back up here with water”

“Don’t you dare!” Marissa laughs as she runs out the door

****

Eleanor sleepily walks downstairs Cole smiles as he sees her “Hey there what are you doing up?”

“Marissa woke me up for something”

Cole smiles “Ah one of her horse talks”

“Horse talks?”

“Yeah she’s more serious when she’s riding on her horse guess she wants to have a heart to heart with you”

Eleanor thought for moment then nods “I see” Wonder what she wants to talk about

After breakfast Eleanor heads outside to where Marissa is waiting “Took you long enough slow poke”

“Hey you wanted me to shove food down my throat?”

Marissa giggles “That would be helpful”

“Har har now let’s go” Eleanor hops on the horse

Marissa mock gasps “Since when do you know how to ride?”

“I am princess am I not we have horses”

Marissa giggles “Oh right” She gets on her horse and she kicks her heels and the horses take off

They ride into an open field where a multiple fruit trees stand Marissa stops the horse by one of them and she and Eleanor dismount the horses

“This is our fruit orchard there’s multiple fruits here we grow” She points to across the field “Over there is the garden we grow fruits and vegetables there too”

“This is amazing”

“I know I come out here to enjoy the peace and quiet used to play out here with Cole and my cousins”

“I have to place to just like this used to play there too”

“It’s like we’re twins I knew I liked you for a reason”

Eleanor giggles then smiles “Cole told me this is your where you have heart to hearts”

“Yes I wanted to talk about the whole princess thing like why didn’t you tell me?”

“It’s not something you can bring up in conversation and would you really have believed me if I said randomly Hey Marissa I’m a princess”

Marissa giggles “Yeah I guess that’s true”

“Plus you heard my mom and dad last night it’s for my security I can’t really tell anyone”

“I know you don’t want the media following you around everywhere but what about Cole he deserves to know”

“I know just not yet I don’t want him to be overwhelmed he thinks my dad is a politician let’s keep it at that till my dad gives me the ok to tell him”

“Well ok I get you but hey you know you’ll always be my best friend not matter who your parents are”

Eleanor smiles “So are you”

Marissa grins “Can you at least tell me about you life in Cordonia?”

“Well it’s basically balls and trips everywhere and no matter where I go there’s always some stuck up annoying person that is so punchable”

Marissa laughs “Like you know who”

“Oh yeah but even worse and you know the one thing I hae you gotta bite your tongue and smile or it’ll be a mark on your reputation” Eleanor smirks “But that doesn’t stop me from pulling pranks and makes sure they don’t cross me”

Marissa laughs harder “Oh tell me the best prank you’ve pulled”

“There was one snobby princess I met when I was 14 she came to the ball and you know I was trying to be nice to her but everywhere we went something bothered her and she kept bragging about how she had this and that and it was better than ours”

“Oh sounds like a nightmare how long did you endure her?”

“She stayed for a week but at the end of all I couldn’t take her bullshit anymore so while she was being her annoying pain in the ass self I snuck a live snake in her room”

“No way where’d you get a snake from?!”

“Mom got a menagerie when she got her duchy so it wasn’t that hard to get one snake from there it wasn’t a small one either”

Marissa laughs harder “I bet she screamed bloody murder”

“She did ran out the estate so fast she tripped and fell into the river surrounding it and that was time when we had some algae in the water”

Marissa laughs “She was covered in it?!”

“All over her body she screamed even louder than before and demanded to go home”

 “Did you get in trouble?”

“I thought I was going to but turns out I wasn’t the only one she annoyed”

Marissa laughs “Bitch totally deserved that”

“Damn right she did she’s lucky I didn’t put a venomous snake in her room”

Marissa giggles then smiles “Now let’s get back I know you’re gonna love tonight”

“What’s going on tonight?”

 Marissa winks “You’ll find out”

Eleanor grins as she follow her

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[myown-worstenemy-2003]

Girl's Night?

A/N: Look at me being productive! Not to brag, but I got this one done and another in the drafts waiting to be published! I'm just glad to be out of my slump for a while! Anyway! Again please enjoy it as much as I did writing it! PS: Yes I am putting myself with Eddie because I am in love with Eddie don't come at me <3 Also please do not copy my work because I worked hard on this and I will cry! Thank you! :) <3

Summary: Girl's night is in full swing for Piper and Makayla but their boys have another plan. Based on the song Leave The Door Open by Silk Sonic.

Word Count: 2027 words

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“How did you win again?!” you yelled as Piper cackled when she put down her last Uno card. 

“I had a lot of time on my hands back where I’m from,” Piper laughed again.

It was, again, Friday night in Hawkins. The other girls had plans so you and Piper decided that you would still have your girls’ night but with just the two of you guys. You were at your house since you all went to Piper’s last weekend. 

“But how?!” you asked again as your phone beside your bed began to ring. Piper laughed and got up. 

“It could be ‘cause Miles and I play games every Tuesday night, and Uno is one of ‘em,” Piper said as she went to the (F/C) phone and picked it up.

“Talk to me, Goose,” Piper answered. 

“Hey Piper, how’s it going?” Steve asked over the phone.

“Hey, Steven! It’s goin’ pretty good! I just kicked your girl’s butt at Uno. But what’s new?” Piper laughed. 

“Hey! That’s not funny!” you said getting the cards together. 

“So how can I help you, Sir Harrington?” Piper asked sitting on your (F/C) bedspread.

“Well, I kind of forgot that it was girls’ night and I was going to ask (Y/N) if she wanted to come over,” Steve said.

“Awwww! That’s so cute!” Piper said into the phone, and then said to you, “(N/N)! Steven wanted to ask ya somethin’!”

“What is it?” you asked getting up from the floor.

“I don’t know he just said he wanted to ask ya somethin’,” Piper stated and then went to the floor to clean up cards that you had tried to shuffle.

“Hey Stevie,” you said, answering the phone.

“Hey baby,” Steve said back with a smile on his face that you could hear through the phone.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“Oh nothing, I was just checking up on my girl, seeing what she was doing and where she was.”

You giggled and twirled the cord of the phone, “Stevie you know Friday is girls’ night.”

“I know, I was just thinking about, if maybe you could skip out early and come and see me?” Steve asked hopefully.

“I can’t baby, I already have plans. Plus, it’s in the rules, no boys allowed on girls’ night,” you stated, Piper chuckled at her, shaking her head. 

“Don’t say that!” Steve said incrediously.

“Why not? Why do you want me there so bad?” you asked.

“Well, I am sipping wine, in a robe.” Steve answered trying to sound seductive.

You giggled away from the phone. Piper got up and listened in, and then you said back in the same tone, “Oh yeah?”

“And I look too good to be alone. I cleaned the house, the pool is warm, I just shaved. Smooth like a newborn, baby.”

You blushed and pulled the phone away from your face as you giggled but you could still hear Steve trying to convince you to come over.

“We should be dancing and romancing all over this mansion, baby.”

You blushed again, “Is that what you have planned for us tonight?”

“Maybe…” Steve said into the phone.

“Even though that sounds amazing. I can’t leave Piper hanging tonight.” You answered, Piper, slapped your arm, and looked at you like What do you mean? 

‘I’ll explain in a sec,’ you mouthed to her. 

“Okay, if you change your mind baby, I’ll leave the door open,” he said, still trying to flirt. 

You giggled, “Okay baby. I gotta go, bye.”

“Bye, mwah!” Steve kissed goodbye and hung up the phone.

“He was tryin’ so hard! Why did you leave him hangin’?” Piper asked.

“Because I want to hang out with you. Plus, I want to mess with him,” You said, grinning a little. 

Piper laughed, “Okay. Wanna go back to playin’ Uno?”

“Yeah let’s play,” You said sitting back down on the floor across from Piper.

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“I ain’t playin’ no games baby! Every word that I’m sayin’ is coming straight from my heart,” Piper said, mocking Steve. You were laughing so hard that you were crying. 

The phone rang again.

“Okay baby, but if you are tryin’ to lay in these arms,” Piper said getting up and going to the phone, mocking Steve’s flirting. You were rolling on the floor laughing so hard.

After a few seconds you settled down, and Piper answered the phone, “Talk to me, Goose.”

“Hey, baby, how’s girls’ night?” the voice said. 

“Edward, what are you doin’?” Piper said almost smiling hearing his voice, waving you over to listen in. You made your way over and sat next to her.

“I just missed my best girl. I wanted to call and check in,” Eddie said with a pout in his voice.

“I better be your only girl,” Piper sassed jokingly.

“Only you, baby,” he said, grinning.

“Did you need somethin’?” 

“Well, I was wondering if you would want to ditch the girls and come and hang out with me, if you know what I mean.” Piper could just see Eddie wiggle his eyebrows through the phone.

“You’re an idiot, Edward,” Piper said smiling.

“But you’re so sweet, Lady Piper. Please come over? I won’t bite! Unless you want me to,” he flirted. Piper giggled.

“And if you’re hungry, I got filets,” Eddie said joking about filets.

“Hmm, I am hungry for some Mac & Cheese,” Piper said picking up on the joke of the filets.

“Don’t keep me waiting,” Eddie begged. 

“Why shouldn’t I?” Piper teased.

“Piper, there is so much love we could be makin’.”

“Edward,” Piper warned him.

“Baby, I’m talking, kissing, cuddling, hell, I’ll put rose petals in the bathtub and get it bubbling,” Eddie said. 

Piper giggled, blushing, “Rose petals in the bathtub? How’ll Uncle Wayne react to that?”

“He’s gone for the weekend! We have all this weekend to do whatever want!” he said excitedly.

“Whatever we want?” Piper asked teasingly.

“Whatever we want!” 

“That gives up plenty of time to do it tomorrow! ‘Cause I’m at (Y/N)'s house for girls’ night. And you know the rules,” Piper told him with a shit-eating grin.

“No boys allowed,” Eddie sighed into the phone, “Yeah, yeah, I know.”

“But I appreciate the offer. I’ll keep it in mind,” Piper flirted.

“Well, in that case, I’ll leave the door open.”

“Okay, baby. I’ll see you later,” Piper said, kissing the phone to Eddie. He does the same back and hangs up.

“We have the most clingy boyfriends in all of Hawkins,” Piper said to you as she laid back on your bed. 

You laughed, “Yeah but we love them.”

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A few hours later you guys were watching Top Gun in the living room and eating popcorn.

“Goose could get it any day,” Piper sighed and then shoving a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

“Tell me about it. Maverick, is so fine,” You said, taking some popcorn. 

The two of you were so engrossed in the movie that you did not notice the knocking on that door. Nor did you hear it the second time. But you did hear the banging that came three minutes after the first knocking. 

“What in God’s name was that?” Piper asked almost throwing the popcorn. 

“Someone is knocking on the door,” you answered, not moving. You turned and looked at Piper, “Go answer it.”

“Why me?!” Piper asked, “You live here! Plus, I have no pants on!”

“You're right. At least go with me?” you pleaded with her.

Piper sighed, “Fine.”

You both got up from your seats and went to the door. You both heard voices arguing outside about something. You opened the door to your boyfriends both holding up their knuckles getting ready to knock on the door again.

“Can we help you, gentlemen?” Piper asked sassily her arms across her chest, popping a hip. Her voice bring them out of their argument, looking over at the girls.

Both boys were in frozen in place at what they saw. They stared at their girl in aw. 

Steve looked you up and down, your (H/C) hair was in a loose braid from where Piper tried to braid it, but she wasn’t good at it. You were wearing his sweater that fit all your curves perfectly but was loose enough that it wasn’t hugging you. It was short enough to go just past your hips. If only she knew how bad I wanted to put my hands on her hips. You also had on your silk sleep shorts with flowers on them. God, she is beautiful in my shirt. She is gorgeous, Steve thought to himself.

Meanwhile, Eddie was staring at Piper in just her too big T-shirt that she probably stole from him but he wasn’t sure at the moment. It was big enough that it went down to mid-thigh, Eddie was a sucker for her thick thighs. Am I drooling? I think I’m drooling. And if he were to guess she was wearing no pants because she didn’t like to wear pants when she was by herself or around people she was comfortable with. Oh God, she is gorgeous. She is gonna be the death of me.

“Well?” Piper asked pulling the boys out of their thoughts.

“Mommy?” Eddie said still kind of still out of it, Steve punched his arm.

“Sorry,” he said rubbing his arm.

“We missed you,” Steve said turing on the charm, “We saw that our attempts at ditching each other has failed.”

It was quiet for second, Eddie was still staring at Piper when Steve punched his arm again, he cleared his throat, “Yeah, so we came to kidnap our girlfriends.”

You and Piper looked at each other, seeming to have a conversation with just your eyes. Then turned back to your boys.

“I’ll go get my stuff and go with Edward,” Piper said, smiling.

“And Steve can stay here since my parents are gone for the weekend and won’t be back until Monday,” you said. 

“Really?” both boys said excitedly.

Piper giggled and went upstairs to grab her things while you let the boys inside and closed the door. 

A few minutes later Piper came back down stairs with her things. Eddie whistled, “Damn baby, where have you been all night?” 

Piper giggled and walked up to him, putting a hand on his chest, “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

He grinned and she smiled and asked, “Carry my bag for me?”

“Anything for you sweet thing.”

“Ew! Get a room you two!” you teased from the couch in the living room, cuddling up to Steve. 

“Workin’ on it, honey!” Piper called back, putting on her shoes. The two laughed.

“Bye, love! Have fun!” Piper said from the threshold of the living room, Eddie behind her.

“Goodbye, love!” you called back from the couch, “You as well!” 

Piper turned around and walked to the front door as Eddie said teasingly to Steve, “Bye big boy.”

“In your dreams Munson,” Steve said laughing. 

“Oh you wish you were in my dreams,” Eddie wiggled his eyebrows and walked towards Piper as you laughed. 

“Let’s go baby! We have plans at my mansion,” Eddie said following Piper out of the door, smacking her butt making her squeal and him laugh as he shut the door. 

“They are so cute, it is disgusting,” you said, giggling.

“Yeah but I think we are cuter,” he said, pulling you closer into him, “Now that the kids are gone.”

He leaned down to kiss you but then the door opened again, “Sorry I forgot my blanket!” 

Piper came jogging into the living room to see them in the position they were in, “Oh. I’ll come and get it later.”

She hurriedly walked back to the front door and then yelled, “Get it (N/N)!” 

Then the front door slammed shut. You got up and locked the door and then came back to Steve. 

When you came back he was laying on the couch, seductively?

“Stevie, are you trying to seduce me?” 

“Maybe. Is it working.”

You laid in his arms, and kissed him. You pulled away.

“Steve Harrington, you are an idiot.”

“(Y/N) (L/N), you are beautiful.”