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feuqueerfire · 1 year ago

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I Hear Your Voice Live Blogging

When I added this show to my watchlist, I didn't know anything except it's an age-gap noona romance and has a mystery plot. Also it's over a decade old, came out in 2013 lol, so we'll see how it goes. I've only watched Ai no Kotodama (j-BL movie, 2008) and Just Friends? (k-BL movie, 2009) released before 2014.

I just read the synopsis and seems like the younger guy can even read minds?! Unfortunately there's a love triangle with an older guy but he's played by the 40-year-old Hong Dayoung (?idk the name rip) actor from 18 Again. Just watched Lee Dohyun in Good Bad Mother and ig now I'll watch this; 18 Again is truly just The Show to me.

Ep 1 (Apr 3)

oh, it starts off in high school?

had to mute why were they showing pissing stream + with audio ew

ah, those thoughts were what he's hearing. okay, Edward. though he has to touch people or no? seems like he can hear it without touching

the car crash murder is the reason he can hear thoughts seems like

so the thoughts are like literal noise and he can tune it out by putting on headphones?

ah, FL is shameless and bitchy <3 a bit irritating but fun

oof, Hye Seong getting teamed up by these kids

Aw, my poor girl who is like I'm cold and my personality sticks but not to the extent that I'd target a girl like this

don't be too prideful to not accept money lol they're kicking you out and wrongfully severing her job, they should at least pay smh but i guess pride is a thing

Also, I thought like 3 different times that the girl's father is gonna end up seeing that his daughter is lying or believing Hye Seong but ig not ? and he's a judge too

ah, burning money lol gotta make a statement ig

ah, Hye Seong and the other girl both saw the car crash murder happen

Also, I thought the age gap was like 20 years for some reason but it's just like 10

oh naurrr the kid saying he can read other people's minds but it's gonna only convince people more that he's not doing well and his version of events can't be trusted

oof, not Hye Seong being threatened like this in front of the whole court... is the man gonna come out of jail around now?

Soo Ha has been searching for her, ah

A female lead who is kinda bitchy, kinda shameless but has a sense of justice and is stubborn along with a younger male lead who's obsessed with (the idea of) her and is searching for her, ahh

Ep 2 (Apr 4)

Seong Bin? Who is that?

ohh it's the girl who likes Soo Ha

I just realized maybe he's 19 Korean age, so he's underage and in high school yaas off-putting illegal age gap noona romance <3

augh murderer Joon Kook is getting released next week

this Gwan Woo guy... no. He was fine last time but right now as he keeps calling her beautiful and such out loud in front of people as she's not responding... no

oh, the Seong Bin case insisting she didn't do it while others point at her parallels Hye Seong's own case

She admitted it... hm

Gwan Woo dumb as rocks wtf does he mean his defendants won't lie and he just knows if people are lying by looking at them, how can you be so naive

Hah, he's in love with such an idealized version of her

her having Real Thoughts and Conflicts while mans is just cheesing at finally having her

he's following her home though lmfao chill

Ah, him fixing the lamp that was broken lol reminds me of hmmm I think Love Class S2 BL? Main couple maybe?

ah, he saved Seong Bin

Soo ha getting a reality check about Hye Seong and refusing to believe

ofc he's a rich kid lolol

lol they were hinting his defendant was gonna lie

annoying segment insinuating that female cops can’t sexually harass a woman but maybe the alternative would’ve been making it about scary lesbians which is agh

Bo yeon or whoever bitch from childhood is the prosecutor now

majorly icked out by him picking her up on his shoulder to get her to come w him

woah the mind reading part came so fast, even before his name

ah he’s using banmal w her?

oh he threw the book that hye seong dropped that he’s been keeping for 10 years in the trash but couldn’t let it go

Ep 3 (Apr 4)

would the witness lie and say Seong Bin did it? paralleling Hye Seong's situation even more?

dying at the misunderstanding of you have something on your cheek vs her giving him a finger kiss on his cheek

augh, Sooha's dad's murderer is back

bruh as expected she lied but seems like not necessarily out of maliciousness but rather bc she can't say the truth about why she fell...?

oh also I don't get the way his powers work, sometimes he can hear anybody and everybody (that's how he heard the murderer) vs sometimes he has to look into people's eyes to hear their thoughts?

getting yelled at by her mother because of how callously she's taking all this, including being more worried about how she appears instead of Beo Yeon or whoever instead of her defendant. i mean deserved but having the yelling happen in front of everybody on the team + Sooha is humiliating

who is this man in jail? Ga Yeon's father who has died and would have been around Hye Seong's age?

no girl, that's not Sooha's phone number, that's a murderer hunting you down lmfao

not these grown lawyers sneaking into high school T.T lmfao

agh it doesn't say what the internet search history is

ah, cigarette stuff

interesting confrontation between the two girls tbh

why are the Viki subs like... bad? they don't sub the writing on screen and also instead of saying the witness under 16 won't face perjury, says that the testimony "is invalid"

fuckass Do yeon is so irritating, and seems like she's billed as a main character in MDL

i should not be losing my shit already at every interaction between Soo Ha and Hye Seong lmfao but him finding a seat on the bus for her but then when she starts boasting about the trial he makes a face and moves to a different seat like it's just so good man

and her giving him a little lecture like i don't have time to deal with feelings from a high school junior, so get over me vs him being like i don't like you though (meanwhile... hah.)

and him teasing her with the "total and utter humiliation" hehe

oh true she doesn't even know his name

not Joon Kook's phone literally ringing in the next room, bye. reminds me of Beyond Evil with the shower curtain bathroom killing situation though this isn't as dire since we're legit on ep 4 lol

Ep 4 (Apr 4/5)

why doesn't Soo Ha tell Hye Seong about Joon Kook :< ik it'll make things complicated for him but she's gotta know there's a murderer texting and breaking and entering and stalking her c'mon

damn, not Soo Ha's uncle guardian mans leaving him at some park (what other show does this remind me of... To My Star?? idk or actually maybe it's BTS J-Hope lore lol)

so who does he live with now, seems like he has a big/spacious place

Doyeon isn't their biological daughter or what?

idk why I find it soooo cute that Hye Seong wakes up a mess, makes some weird/bad-tasting concoction for breakfast, and her house is a fucking mess (enough that Sooha literally thought the guy wreaked havoc in there) and Sooha's just getting reality check after reality check after having idolized her for a decade lmfaooo

and him getting mad at this loll but it's not like it's gonna make him stop liking her

ah, Sooha volunteering at same place as Joonkook

ig we’re gonna have a new case every 1-2 eps and fuckass doyeon is gonna be there for them all

o no joonkook knows sooha’s identity but sooha doesn’t know he’s been found out

asdf nahh he told her her only talent is her eyes that see whether the defendant is saying the truth or not lmfao

need Gwanwoo to fuck off ngl i am sooo not into their potential and am not looking forward to the love triangle

Ep 5 (Apr 5)

pls not them pretending to be close and as if she sees him as her real younger brother

ahh noona ik in this case it’s supposed to be to show like familial relations but i want him to call her noona all the time

lol her clocking that she was his first love and him being like no

wound tending 2.0 and his smile is so like indulgent idek

I guess they'd make Hye Seong's client who seems to be caring and innocent to actually be the perpetrator while the older twin who seems more callous and with a previous record to be the one who is telling the truth?

hate to see her think of Lawyer Cha as attractive or be into him like stoppppp

damn not Seong Bin taking one for the team

ah parallels of Seongbin -> Sooha -> Hye Seong -> fuckass Cha Gwanwoo

bruh, didn't Hyeseong's mother see Gwanwoo when she went to the office though? or ig she knows it's him lol

he's throwing a fit ahh as expected of a 17 year old hehe

useless cops as expected

Ep 6 (Apr 5)

Ah, not that her person was the murderer but that they both co-conspirited

she thinks that he's a chain holding her back and he has flashbacks to his uncle thinking the same thing, ouch

Sooha staring at fish in their little aquarium reminds me that Good Bad Mother also had that

ah Dayeon and Hyeseong teaming up and maybe playing mind games with Hyeseong's guy

Prisoner's Dilemma

her getting caught every which way, first Sooha saying that she shouldn't be a public defender lawyer when she was fine with not making the twins confess but now it's the boss after she has indeed made them confess

is the fuckass murderer touched by Hyeseong's mother giving him food for his bday?

that 1 cop seemed to be suspicious of Hyeseong and Sooha being close and apparently living together and now he's like it does kind of sound like a threat so... will he come in clutch in the end

resisting the urge to not just skip through fuckass Gwanwoo's scenes

yaas the date didn't happen ! i mean terrible bc Sooha is being thought of as having stolen the cop's gun but yay

nvm Joonkook is flushing everything down the toilet rip

so has Sooha is gonna find and knife Joonkook?

Ep 7 (Apr 5)

me and Sooha both sending hateful and awful vibes to Gwanwoo's moments with Hyeseong

equal opportunity opening lids for the other!

i love you table with spinny section on top

hug and now a hand kiss? Cha Gwanwoo count your days aghhh

plsplspls don't be dating maybe Sooha just walked away too soon

awooga sad Sooha

naurrrr not Hyeseong's mom, fuckass Joonkook

Ep 8 (Apr 6)

ahhh she's dead dead

it would actually be insane if Dayeon who kept requesting hard sentences for everybody suddenly was like nah

it'd be especially funny because Joonkook is saying he also didn't kill the father back then meanwhile Dayeon literally witness him killing that man (though she didn't testify against him)

okay at least it seems like she's not gonna believe him whew

trying not to be hateful towards Gwanwoo even though him saying he's her boyfriend now is actually terrible

bruh what is Joonkook playing at, he fakes attempting suicide? so is Cha Gwanwoo gonna start believing that he didn't mean to do it?

ohh committing perjury (ig that means falsifying testimony? since they're making the cellmate give a false witness testimony)

awooga they're gonna get caught lying. is Joonkook really gonna walk away free after all this? ig we're only on ep 8... aughhh

Gwanwoo is just doing his job but like fuck him. and most of all, fuckkkkkkkk Joonkook the most. also is the prosecutor gonna get fucked over fr fr for the perjury

awooga not Sooha being like yeah Hyeseong really likes you Gwanwoo, which is why this is hard for her. so give her time, wait for her and protect her

like okay mature response despite loving her but akldfas i need Gwanwoo and Hyeseong to fucking break up bc I'm already biased against him but he's also defended the murderer of her mother, so like... no

okayyyy lmfaooo i was like this is a weirdly mature response but indeed he's like heheh Gwanwoo fucked up and isn't coming back, so I get a chance

oh yeah the aquarium talk when he and his father were in the car

this dumbass is gonna kill Joonkook or what? i just realized he wasn't saying thanks for the chance with Hyeseong because he's prlly gonna be in fucking jail, thanks for the chance to kill Joonkook with his own hands ig?

"last goodbyes" girl

woahhh one startled kiss before leaving (forever, apparently is his plan dumbass)

I barel watched today, so got through 1 ep the whole day and that was like 20 mins over 12 hours and then 40 mins over 1h lol

Ep 9 (Apr 7/8)

is this another dream?

ah, future scene first

omg wait... Hwang Dal Joong's daughter went missing 25 years ago when he got put in jail... the person who put him in jail is Doyeon's father fuckass judge man... there are rumours that Doyeon was "found under the bridge" ummmm

bruh, Gwanwoo's just now getting to know about everything that happened at the court room when Hyeseong testified 10 years ago? Also, how come she was never a witness for this because I feel like their phone call which was about her mother telling her to not take revenge etc would've been helpful a bit at least ??

bruh why'd I barely watch it today also

Ah, Sooha doing the smoke bomb thing

19 year old's bravado and confidence

aough, Hyeseong running in front of blade

damn, why Sooha take the blade out bruh

Sooha disappeared Again?!

hmmm would Min Joonkook be killed offscreen like this? we have a severed hand but no body means not dead

and Sooha told her he wouldn't kill Joonkook

A whole year later?!

well that means Sooha is an adult now btw

omgggg now it's her turn to see Sooha at every turn and run after him, the way Sooha did at the beginning

awooga, is this real or fake amnesia? goddammit

can't download this aghhh i wanted to watch some on the train smhh

Ep 10 (Apr 8)

omg real amnesia?

oh interesting Hwang Dal Joong presumably also didn't kill his wife? but where does Doyeon's father fit into this because like he was the judge for that case but he wasn't normal about it. is Doyeon indeed Dal Joong's daughter? Would the judge guy be the murdered wife's other man? No, right?

lkajd Sooha's nemesis/frenemy having to read his diary to him

If I have to watch any romantic moments between Gwanwoo and Hyeseong while my boy Sooha is now an adult who is in prison without his memories, I might lose my shit

why aren't they talking to the man who housed Sooha, what do you mean he just told Sooha that he's his nephew's son and that's that

oh he's crazy, first "am I special to you?" and then "Are you special to me?" meanwhile he literally kissed her before he left for a year and became known as a murder suspect lol

awooga and her saying that he disliked her

oh? memories are coming back? they won't all come back during the trial would it lol

Also, how are we fully assuming Joonkook is dead when we haven't even found the body except for a hand? In Beyond Evil, wasn't it like it's not a murder case/charge if the body hasn't been found or was that smth diff?

They're straight up naming a different suspect, the fishman? Scary what if things go wrong... fisherman: Ji Cheol Su, housed Sooha: Kim Gi Ho

yaas finally it has come into their heads that maybe... the guy who is a murderer 2x at least... and whose body we haven't found... might not actually be dead lol

Ep 11 (Apr 9)

ohhh the witness who reported Sooha never saw him

Well, did the guy tell them that the woman never actually saw Sooha or no?

bruh why is Doyeon soooo wrong at every turn like get a gripp

leave and give her some fucking privacy bro why is fuckass gwanwoo standing in front of the bathroom listening to her cry

awooga

ohhh Sooha tried to run away and got in a car crash hmm

yaas she rejected Gwanwoo again and... did she say she likes Sooha... anything like that? maybe?

Is that Joonkook in a disguise and threatening the woman or what?

ahhh she's so cold and cutting Sooha off just like this, she must be going crazy inside

awooga my ship !!

Ep 12 (Apr 9)

pls Sooha seeing Hyeseong eating food straight from the fridge late at night in the dark

Gwanwoo is... not incorrect in his assessment of Sooha and how he's a "burden" to Hyeseong but he's also immature to say it that way to throw it in Sooha's face because Hyeseong likes Sooha but not him. like okay talking about being an adult, sure

ohhh wait firstly, Hyeseong didn't actually have a photo in the phone but just said that it shows Min Joonkook with the steel pipe :0 but ig Joonkook gave himself away with his reaction to Hyeseong

and secondly, I hadn't realized that the judge was actually Doyeon's father and he'd known that she lied, which was expected cuz it really seemed like he knew. he just took it as a lawyer in court though lol

omg so indeed Hwang Dal Joong's supposedly murdered wife is still alive and doesn't have her left hand either

lolol Hyseong and Doyeon both regretting spilling their guts the night before. kinda should make out when Doyeon becomes more tolerable

Oof, witness womans really dug her own grave with the "go till the end" talk. hope same thing doesn't happen to the guy who hit Sooha with the truck and was told to not say anything by Joonkook

ah, memory returns

Sooha's dad killed Joonkook's wife?

back hug !

Ep 13 (Apr 9)

oh did Sooha's mind-reading abilities come back with the memories?

who did Hwang Dal Joong stab? his ex wife?

why be a fucking cop bro Sooha pls do something else

i so incredibly do not give a fuck about Gwanwoo

the wife said the daughter is living in a rich house, it's literally Doyeon bruh

ahhh cheek kiss,can't believe i'm having to live on this same shit from like ep 3 (other way around this time tho)

anyway sooha should just tell her the truth cuz she'll get more mad the longer it goes on, esp since he can read her mind

Ep 14 (Apr 10)

awooga what are we gonna do when she finds out about dad killing first

my ship T.T avoiding eye contact and walking side by side T.T

alk;sdjf Sooha falling into Hyeseong's lap on the bus

oh my godddddd laksdfjlk;asdjf lk;sdfj lk;j Hyeseong confession

parallel between Hyeseong being like maybe it's fine/better that Doyeon doesn't know the truth about her adoptive and biological parents while Gwanwoo is like it's better that Hyeseong doesn't know about Joonkook and Sooha's father's ordeal

but Lawyer Shin talking about how telling the truth is the right thing to o

Wait actually... this is a good line of thought that I could use maybe? at ~48mins they start talking about if there are 2 decisions where you have regrets choosing either, better to choose the one that will make you regret 1% less ig

Hyeseong throwing the words that Doyeon's fuckass dad told her that day at the hospital like 12 years ago back in his face

Ep 15 (Apr 10)

Is this article about Joonkook's wife being killed by Sooha's father or smth?

and Sooha & Doyeon parallels about betrayals in trust of their fathers

omg accomplice

aksdfjklajdsf was hyeseong just having horny thoughts or what

hm the Park Joonhyuk guy is Sooha's father? And he wrote about people in car accidents or what?

omg Doyeon...

Ep 16 (Apr 10)

girl the way I'd barely been watching 1 ep a day the last few days but today I keep watching it?

awooga Doyeon

how the tables turn because in ep 1, I thought maybe the father would take Hyseong's side since clearly Doyeon was lying and her mother believed her without question

not this fucking father-daughter strained yet touching relationship with Dal Joong and Doyeon omg

not Joonkook having kidnapped Hyeseong

Ep 17 (Apr 11)

Awooga, not the trick working

hyeseong stupidity making me annoyed

and it's frustrating for it to be contrasted with Sooha who is also doing a dumb thing (going to Joonkook alone without confirming he's actually there and with a taser but not realizing that Joonkook is right behind her and also in like a mid skirt and heels too like tf) but 1) he confirmed that she was actually there 2) he called Gwanwoo and explained the situation. frustrating for the FL to fall into a trap this stupidly in the penultimate episode at least have Joonkook outsmart her rather than just her being stupid

sooo annoying that Hyeseong is just tied up and duct taped like this fr and also why is the SWAT team useless why are they in different rooftops aiming at Sooha possibly like ?? dumbasses

bro these cops are so useless why are they just standing there with their armoud and weapons, just grab him?!

This is so silly like okay fine Gwanwoo comes and frees Hyeseong from her bind but then... she gets up to the roof and immediately faints as Min Joonkook drags Sooha over the edge

I'll be honest, the fact that they made Hyeseong make stupid decisions here and then kinda made her presence inconsequential (beyond the don't kill Joonkook thing but that's been going on for A While already) really soured me because there was no reason for that. maybe she'll do something cool in the last ep and bring it back up

Ep 18 (Apr 11)

actually I don't fully get the problem with Sooha stabbing Hyeseong thing either because like ig it's a case that Joonkook was Sooha's target? And Hyeseong ran into it but otherwise Sooha would've stabbed/possibly killed Joonkook?

and if Gwanwoo is Joonkook's lawyer again I'd be so fucking irritated bro

but why is this literally attempted murder bruh, she ran into the knife and he didn't successfully even knick Joonkook with the knife so some legal questioning maybe but attempted murder? be serious

Sooha and Hyseong are sooooo cute

no way Sooha's talking about Gwanwoo being his role model who made him into a man agh

oh he's mentioning other ppl but Gwanwoo first? be fr

ah Doyeon

Fine final episode

Overall:

Noona romance + mystery + courtroom + sliiight supernatural with mind-reading, it has a bunch of things I liked. It's from over a decade ago but enjoyable nonetheless. I liked it, though Hyeseong and Sooha were quite cute but I wish 1) the episodes were a bit more condensed to be 14-16 episodes and 2) the fucking love triangle wasn't so prominent (though I get that they probably did it because Sooha was underage at first).

Not life-changing and kind of overstayed its welcome for me, esp because I was barely watching 1 ep a day in the middle there.

Rating: 6.5/10 [May 12, 2024 Update: Decreased by 0.5 stars when rerating shows I've watched in 2024: 7 -> 6.5]

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cynettic · 4 years ago

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Burning Things with Genshin Impact Characters

Summary - Burning things together, escaping burning buildings, and raiding Hilichurl camps <3 Ahh, the epitome of love.

Pairings - Chaotic Reader x Albedo / Venti / Ayaka / Scaramouche

Warnings - Mentions of fire, alcohol, suggestive themes, and uhm- ✨ c h a o s ✨

A/N - Bro- this is just my mental break after writing 6.9k of smut in my last post ;-; And my next two posts are supposed to be for Genshin women and their smut so… I need some cute fluff before I get into that.

Albedo

“Y/n… calm down.”

Urgent eyes darting over the vicinity of your apartment, you hardly spared the light haired boy a glance. “‘Calm down?’” You asked incredulously, flapping your arms around as if that would solve the issue of smolk. “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed yet, but our house is ‘burning.’” The bits of ash stung your arms, smoke seething against your eyes.

“I’m aware, I’m just asking you to get off the windowsill.”

Looking down at your already prepped foot right on the metal of the only opening the room, you flashed him a glare. “Uhm… no? I’ll have you know I have things to do and places to be, I’m a very important-”

“‘Y/n,’” Albedo interrupted, exasperated. “Please, come here.”

“No!” You shot back, “‘You’ come here, you aren’t going down in flames with your lab experiment. No matter how important it was.”

You could slowly see the patience from Albedo’s face melt away. An incredible feat, it was far too bad you didnt have the time to admire his ticked off face. “And you plan to jump off and break a couple bones?

“Better than death by fire.”

This time, the alchemist simply pointed to the experiment table, unable to form words.

“Yes and? I already know you messed up your experiment.”

“And,” he continued, irritated. “The table is the only ‘damn’ thing on fire. ‘The only thing on fire.’ The entirety of the house is just ‘dandy.’ Now help me put it out.”

You removed your foot of the ledge. “Oh, now that you mention it…”

Albedo put a hand to his head, sigh escaping as he rubbed his temples. “You’re almost worse than Klee… no, scratch that. You’re worse. Klee wouldn't have run away, she has the decency to stick around and out the fire out.”

“I thought it as a life threatening situation!”

“Mhm,” he hummed, displeased. “Whatever you say, get over here.”

Venti

Your drunk figure stumbled across the plain of grass, arms outstretched as you spun around. The wind rushed past your face, cool against the heat that ran through your veins. You felt dizzy, the world spinning in circles around you.

“Hey!” You spun around, foot sliding around the grass as you struggled to keep yourself from falling back. “You- you over there.”

“Yes?” The bard spoke, whisking the alcohol bottle in his hand in circles. He too had chugged a few too many bottles, but nothing to get him as wasted as you were at the moment. “And I do have a name you know- I’m aware you’re drunk, but it still hurts to know you’ve forgotten it~”

Squinting your eyes, you racked your mind for a name. “Oh.. uh…” It took only a moment till the name flashed in your name, and with a giggle, you turned back around. “Venti!”

“Yes?” He responded, this time with a wide grin.

All that stretched in front of the two of you was a wide field of grass, a grand tree, and a hilichurl camp. The two of you were too far away to quickly make it to the tree, and far enough not to arouse any suspicion with the monsters.

Of course your focus was on the hilichurl encampment.

“Look!” You pointed to the wooden pillars perched upright, two or three hilichurls dancing around a fire. “Lets destroy it!”

Venti nearly choked on the beverage in his mouth, swallowing it before he let out a chuckle. “Destroy it?” he repeated bemused, staring at your knocked up state. “I’d be surprised if you managed to make your way there-”

As if to prove him wrong, you started sprinting.

“Uh oh- hey! That wasnt what I meant!!” And he was sent racing after you.

By the time you made it to the camp, the Hilichurls had taken notice of you. All three of them standing up with some kind of weapon in hand. Your joyous laugh sent shivers down their spine, wobbly walk making them back up.

You were ‘scaring’ them.

“C’mere,” you cooed, arms wide. “I don’t bite.”

“Yes you do,” Venti mumbled once catching up to you. Too low for your ears to catch.

When the hilichurls didnt move, you whirled around to grab the vodka from his hand. A high percentage of course, Venti couldnt get drunk on normal wine or too low of a vodka. With a squeak of surprise, he reached for the bottle.

But it was too late.

You’d throw the bottle right at the hilichurls, who dashed away right at that moment. They abandoned camp and sprinted towards the meadow to find some refuge in the trees.

But that wasnt the end of the chaos.

Oh no, the bottle just ‘had’ to spill its contents onto the grass. And well, knock over a torch light stand while it was at it, which meant what? Fire.

“Its burning!”

“Oh dear…”

Venti pulled you away from the camp, sending a gust of wind to pick up the remainder of whatever was burning and put it out. “What am I gonna do with you…” he whispered in a groan. You happily skipped alongside him, giggling at his remark. “My little menace.”

He made a mental note not to bring you to the tavern again.

Side note - No Hilichurls were harmed during the raid-

Ayaka

“‘I’m saving her.”’

Hanging on a tree just beside the Kamisato residency, you and Thoma crouched on a single branch, tipping from side to side to regain balance before falling. That wasn’t the main issue, because just beside you was Ayaka, trapped in a burning building as she frantically tried to put the fire out.

“I’m her bodyguard,” Thoma beside you seethed, pushing you lightly to get you to move. “Therefore its my jobs to protect her, move.”

You shoved back, “And she’s the girl I love, got an issue with that?” You stuck your tongue out, “Or maybe you’re just ‘jealous’, wanna play hero and get her to fall in love? Too bad, you know we’re a thing, get over it.”

“Do you ‘want’ me to hurt you?”

“No thanks, save that for your new girlfriend and your bsdm kinks.”

“HEY- I DONT HAVE-”

But you’d already jumped, grabbing with both hands onto the window ledge and hoisting yourself up. The smoke hit you, burning your eyes and making your nose scrunch up in distaste. If this was your first reaction- how was Ayaka?!

You looked around, spotting the girl trying to put out the fire. It wasnt a big one, in fact it was just the cooking stove and a tinge of the carpet was on actual fire. The rest was just too much smoke, and a coughing Ayaka spilling water over everything.

Racing over, you began stomping on the flames of the carpet. Noticing you, she put her attention on the stove, and the two of you managed to clear away all the fire in no time.

It was when she put her hand over her mouth to cough that you realized you needed to get her out of there. Picking her up with ease, you cradled her in your arms as you dashed to the window. You didnt want to know what the rest of the house, and if there was any more fire, Thoma could put it out right?

Unfortunately for you, that wasnt even your main worry as you made it to the window. Water had somehow made it just below the windowsill, and instead of jumping out with precision, you slipped you with Ayaka in your arms, screaming out in surprise.

So you did all you could do, tuck her in your arms with your back to the ground and hoped you didnt die.

“‘Umph’- holy you’re heavy.”

You weren’t dead but…

‘Being in Thoma’s arms is worse.’

His face said the same, so he dropped you and instead held Ayaka in his arms. You watched as his face morphed into one of worry and compassion, “Princess- are you alright?”

“I was the one who caught her!” You blurted from your position on the ground, stumbling up to stand.

“And I caught both of you,” he corrected, flashing her a grin before giving you a look of distaste. “By accident, it was by pure luck that you happened to be holding onto her.”

You flashed him the middle finger, “Well your jobs done, saved the day, now fuck off.”

“‘You’ fuck off.”

“You have no reason to be here.”

“And leave Ayaka with an incapable fool? How did you slip out of a ‘window?’”

“Water you dumbass, now let go of her before I beat the shit out of you-“

“Ha- I’d like to see you try.”

Meanwhile, Ayaka rest cradled against Thoma’s chest, a look that your bickering was getting to her, and that she was seriously getting ticked off.

“Can you both just ‘shut up?’”

Scaramouche

Everything was ‘burning.’

Scarlet flames licking the wooden planks, crackling as splintered logs came crashing down and silenced by the background screams. Chaos strewn from side to side, a contrast from the normal pace of your footsteps, the calm collected look on your face.

“That was fun,” you simply stated to the boy beside you, squeezing his hand. “We should do it again some other time.”

He squeezed your hand back, a gesture far beyond him. However, he didnt reply, just walking alongside you with your hands interlocked and casually walking away from the crime scene.

Side note - you could really tell I got hit by writers block on the last one ;-;

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Haikyuu!! Boys as Bad Dad moments

Characters: Akaashi, Washio, Konoha, Kita, Suna, Ushijima, Yahaba, Iwaizumi, Futakuchi, Daishou and Numai

**These are ways they “failed” as fathers. I am not talking about ACTUALLY failing as fathers, just things dads have done that most of us either remember/get told about NOT TO BE TAKEN S E R I O U S L Y it is just for f u n I also gave them all at least 2 kids cause SibLiNgS**

A ‘*’ means it happened to me lol

TW- Mentions of giving too much medicine, accidental pain caused to child, these are things I either experienced/knew people who experienced them, allusion to cursing/a FEW bad words (but I substitute a letter for something else :)

*Akaashi Keiji:

He had been working in his office when his son had come in.

You had been putting your newborn to sleep for a nap when your son decided he wanted to be with his dad.

His son was only 3, so when Akaashi was held up in his office editing his son, Kenji, would sometimes come in and plop himself in Akaashi’s lap.

His sons small feel padded on the floor while he made his way to his father, softly tugging on his pants as he stuck his arms up.

Akaashi smiled and softly chuckled before gently picking up his son from under his arms and placing him on his lap.

He got to work soon after, reading and revising the pages.

Other than having his son on his lap it wasn’t unusual for him to be drinking coffee while working.

Keep in mind, your son had inherited a lot from Akaashi, and not just his looks or personality.

But also his habits.

Because of this, your son was very fidgety, usually toying with a string or your fingers.

That meant he tended to move around a lot.

Akaashi had just lifted his not-so-cold coffee to his lips when his son had made a sudden movement, causing him to knock his arm and, “AHH” Akaashi’s eyes snapped open as his son started crying, cursing under his breath he stood up gently holding his son in his arms as he carried him to the bathroom.

Sitting him down on the counter he dried the coffee off of his son, luckily it hadn’t been hot enough to burn him, but it was still hot enough to hurt.

“What happened? I heard crying, is he okay?” Akaashi sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.

“Yeah, he’s okay, he bumped my arm and I spilled my coffee on him. He’s okay! It didn’t burn him, but it did hurt...” Your frowned as you stood in front of your son, giving him a soft smile before kissing his arm, cause kisses always make it feel better~

You carefully picked him up from the counter, rocking him slowly side to side as he burrowed into your shoulder.

“Are you okay little man~” He nodded as he sniffled into your shoulder, little hands clutching onto the fabric of your t-shirt.

“You know daddy didn’t mean it, it was an accident.” He nodded again, lifting his head to rub his eyes and reach out for his dad.

Akaashi gave a wobbly smile before reaching over to grab him, kissing the top of his head as he carried him back to his office, making sure to have some iced coffee instead.

Washio Tatsuki:

This would be the first time Washio was left alone with the twins.

5 months ago, you and your husband had had your first children, your adorable fraternal twins Natsuki and Tatsuo.

Today would be the first day you would be away from them, but with your mother being sick and you being the only one available to take care of her you had to go.

You weren’t too worried about your husband, he was already a good dad so you had no doubt they were in good hands.

But it was never an enjoyable experience to have to leave your kids, especially your babies, and for the first time.

So, you decided to leave early in the morning, give them their good morning kisses and head over to your parents house.

Before you left you changed their diapers, letting them play in their little play pen while your husband tried to get up.

Rubbing his eyes Washio walked into the play room.

He had to go to the gym today for a meeting, fortunately EJP had a really good daycare system in the stadium, so he could leave his kids there while he attended the short meeting.

He stopped in his tracks as his face blanched and he felt his breath stop.

You had changed the twins’ diapers...but you hadn’t dressed them.

The twins were still young, so without looking at their, uh, biological differences you couldn’t tell them apart....

Now, usually when this happened you guys would just check the diapers, but you had just done them..

And he was already running a bit late.

So, he made his best guess, got them dressed (one in pink, the other in blue), fed and in the car driving them to the stadium.

Once he got there he quickly dropped them off, rushing to his meeting.

The meeting had been fairly simple, just some pre-season info he’d need.

After chatting with his coach/teammates, and stopping Suna and Komori from pulling a prank, he made his way back to the daycare.

He walked into the building when one of the younger care takers, Yui, walked up to him, One twin in each arm.

He smiled as he carefully put them into their carriers.

“Uhm, just a question...” He looked up to her and motioned for her to continue.

“...Were you aware that Tatsuo was wearing the dress?” Washio sighed as he ran a hand down his face shaking his head. Yui light heartedly smiled, “Don’t worry, we switched them.” Thanking them, he picked up his babies and went home.

He was not prepared for the way you cackled when he told you what happened.

*Konoha Akinori:

You had gone away for a business trip, leaving your husband Konoha home with your 3 kids. (You guys have 2 girls and a boy)

Your middlest child, your son Akira, had recently come down with a cold making the poor thing miserable when he tried to sleep.

Being the good dad that he is, he gave his son some benadryl!

The next morning he woke up, and after letting his kids sleep in for a little bit he woke them up too.

...two of them.

He tried several times to get his son to leave his bed, but the little kid couldn’t so much as swing one foot over the side of his bed with out falling asleep again.

He didn’t think too much of it, the kid had a cold after all.

So he let him sleep for another hour or so before making him get up for real.

A day later you got home, and everything was pretty much normal.

Until you went to put your son to bed, and realized he had crashed on the couch.

“...Uhm, Akinori?” Your husband lifted his head at your voice, setting the dishes in the sink and drying his hands with a towel as he made his way over to you.

“Yeah babe?” You took a look over towards your son before looking back to your husband.

“...Has Akira been like that all weekend?” Konoha ran his hand through his hair as he sighed. “No, only since Saturday. He wasn’t feeling good so I gave him some benadryl, he’s been dead to the world since.” You slowly nodded.

“Uhm, Akinori?” He raised an eyebrow at you. “How much benadryl did you give him?”

He left to grab the box, coming back with it in his hand as he continued to look at it.

He shook his head in confusion. “I gave him the amount the box said, 1 teasp-”- He paused.

Uh oh.

He in fact, had not given his son a teaspoon of benadryl.

He had given him a tablespoon.

*Kita Shinsuke:

You had to leave early one morning for a doctors appointment; you were pregnant with you and Kita’s second child.

Usually for these appointments Kita’s grandmother would watch your 3 year old daughter Kyoka.

But she had something to do that morning so Kita was the one responsible for getting her ready for preschool.

Kita was a good father so you weren’t worried.

You knew she would be put together, fed, and on time.

There was just one thing you couldn’t account for.

“Daddy?” Kita looked away from the mirror he was shaving in and down to his daughter, washing away the traces of shaving cream. “Yes sweetheart?”

She held out her small hand, 2 bright pink hair ties with little butterfly charms on them held out in her palm.

“Can you do my piggy tails please?” His eyes widened.

He hadn’t done hair...like...ever.

But from the puppy eyes his little princess was giving him, how could he not do it?!

Plus, it couldn’t be that hard...right? I mean, he had watched you do it plenty of times, and it was pretty straight forward.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed he had her stand on the ground in front of him.

He grabbed her brush and put the two hair ties she had given him on his wrist.

He brushed her hair and parted it as evenly as he could, trying to be gentle in the process.

Now time for the pig tails..

He pulled her hair back, trying to make it tight to it would stay.

...But he might have made it a little too tight.

He turned her around and realized he had made them way too tight.

Not only did her hair look like he had slicked it back with x4 strength hair gel, but it was so tight that her eyebrows had been stuck way up on her forehead.

He was quick to turn her back around, loosening the hair ties so she looks like a 3 year old again.

His face turned undeniably red as he told you what happened later that night, you light heartedly laughing at his misfortune.

Suna Rintaro:

Suna had just gotten out of practice, and now he was on the way to his kids school.

You and Suna had 4 kids, 2 boys and 2 girls.

The youngest 2 had a doctor’s appointment earlier that day, which you had taken them too. Meaning Suna needed to pick the older 2 up from elementary school.

He had been listening to music, his music to be specific.

He had pulled into the parking lot, changing the playlist to a kid friendly one right before his children got in the car.

After they had told him about their days, and he had told about his, he switched back on the music.

It had been fine for a song.

Until he realized that he had a few songs qued.

The fun little song had just ended when the bass dropped, the color draining from his face as soon as the song started.

The mentioned song being “Big Bank” by YG, 2 Chainz, Big Sean and Nicki Minaj of course~.

He was quick to turn the radio off, waiting until he could pull over, empty the que, and turn on kid friendly music.

He told the kids to ‘forget what they heard’ and he continued on his drive home.

Now, you’ve got to remember, his daughter is in kindergarten and his son is in 2nd grade, so they’re still kind of at that “monkey see, monkey do” age range.

Or rather, “monkey hear, monkey repeat.”

He thought it was gonna be okay, they were good kids so he figured telling them to forget they even heard it, they would let it go.

There was just one thing about his children that he didn’t account for.

As obedient and well behaved as his children were, they were also very curious.

That night at dinner they had all been sat down at the table, eating dinner and talking about their days.

You had been feeding your infant son while Suna had been watching the 3 year old, the other 2 older children happily eating their food. Until...

“Hey mommy?” You looked at your daughter with a smile, “Yes baby?” She continued to eat her dinner, “What’s a b!tch?” Your eyes widened as your husband choked on his food, your baby laughing at the scene before him.

Hitting his chest and taking a sip of water Suna tried to catch his breath.

“Nezuko we don’t say that, where did you hear that?!” She tilted her head as she looked at you confused before turning to look at Suna, pointing a small finger at him.

“It was on the radio, daddy told us to ‘forget’ but I didn’t know what it meant...What does it mean?” You sent a glare towards your husband as you sighed.

After explaining to your daughter why it was bad to say those things and not to repeat everything she heard you cleaned up your kids and put them to bed.

...You had quite the conversation with your husband later that night.

Ushijima Wakatoshi:

Ushijima had been on grocery duty this week since you had a meeting with a friend.

He had the Friday off, and since you weren’t home he took the kids with him.

Now, I would like you to know that you guys have 6 kids. S I X.

Growing up with no siblings and divorced parents, Ushijima wanted to make sure none of his kids were lonely.

Originally you guys had two, each kid had a buddy.

...but then you had a third, and you couldn’t just leave him alone...

so you had another...then another...

And now you guys have 6. But it’s okay cause you both love kids anyway~

He was doing his best, he truly was. He had his 2 youngest sitting in the little seat by the handle bar, 2 kids in the basket, 1 hanging onto the side and the oldest walking alongside him.

When they got to check out he had to take one of the kids out of the basket, so he opted for his 3rd oldest, his son Kazue, figuring he was older so it’d be a-okay.

He checked out his extensive amount of groceries before loading them up into his car, and his kids.

He pulled out of the grocery store parking lot and got on the road, his kids singing along to the radio and chatting amongst themselves.

They had been driving for 6 minutes when his oldest child, Ren, spoke up. “Uh, dad?” He hummed, briefly checking the rear view mirror before returning his gaze to the road. “When are we going back to get Kazue?” His face lost all color as his eyes widened.

As swiftly and safely as he could he pulled over to the side of the road, whipping around in his seat to take a head count. ‘1..2..3..4..5...oh sh-’ Turning back around he got back onto the road, taking the nearest u-turn and rushing back to the store.

Unbuckling his kids from their carseats he hurried them back into the store, his oldest holding the 2nd borns hand, as he held all 3 of the younger ones in his arms.

He frantically entered the store, almost collapsing with relief when he saw his son sat at the customer service desk with the security guard, eating a lollipop before smiling when he saw his dad come to pick him up.

After giving proof that yes, he was his father, he took all of his kids back home after getting them some ice cream.

...this would be one conversation he was not excited to have with you....

Yahaba Shigeru:

Yahaba and his 2 sons had been hanging out in the living room while you finished making some snacks in the kitchen.

Yahaba had been trying to set up a DVD player, you guys were going to watch some home-videos from your high school days but they were all on CD.

So, after borrowing one from his parents house, he set out to hook it up to the TV.

...Which was proving much more difficult then he first anticipated.

His two boys, Itsuki (6) and Hayato (8) were in there with him, ‘helping’ as they had called it.

Yahaba groaned as he sat back, a hand ruffling through his hair as he racked his brain to think of the problem.

You had finished preparing everything so you came in, with the food, and set it down on the coffee table.

You came up behind your husband, kneeling down behind him and placing your hands on his shoulders.

“How’s it going?” He sighed, leaning back into you.

“Well, I think I know what I need to do, I’m going to have to stick my hand back there though. Hey Hayato, can you help me out buddy?” The 8 year old excitedly nodded.

“Great, I need you to hold this flashlight here, hold it steady okay?” Hayato nodded with a ‘Yup!’ before Yahaba laid down on his side, maneuvering to where he could see the back of the TV.

All had been going well, he had just got it hooked up, and after having you test it, it worked!

He tried to get himself out from behind the TV, until a sharp edge caught his finger.

“Sh!t!” Your eyes widened, “Shigeru!” He hadn’t realized his slip up until he was out from behind the TV, faced directly with your glare.

“Kids, don’t say that.” His youngest blinked at him. “But why?”.

Kneeling down in front of him Yahaba tried to explain, but it was a little hard when you were glaring holes into the back of his head and his oldest was giggling at the situation.

*Iwaizumi Hajime:

It was a weekend in summer vacation, and you and your husband were both off work.

This meant, you guys got a whole day to spend with your 3 boys, and one of the things you guys loved to do as a family was play games.

On this particular afternoon, your sons had chosen to play twister.

You were a little skeptical because you had 3 competitive, rambunctious boys.

And an equally competitive rambunctious husband.

But after getting 4 identical pouts you couldn’t say no...

But, you elected to be the spinner. (..for your own safety)

“Left hand, green.” This put your middlest son in quite the predicament.

The only space available was the Green directly by his fathers hand, meaning he’d have to crawl under Iwaizumi.

“Okay Hajime, right hand, yellow.” Iwaizumi grimaced as he tried to reach it.

This wasn’t good, the mat was slick, his hands were sweating-

“oOf” Before he could catch himself he had completely lost his balance, landing right on his son.

You gasped in horror as you saw the life get squeezed out of your 5 year old, scrambling from where you sat to check on your now pancaked son.

“...Hiro..are you okay..?”

His small head shot up with a “I’m okay!” Before he, albeit wearily, stood up brushing off his godzilla t-shirt before continuing on with his life.

You took a deep breath as you sat back down, flashing a warning look towards your husband who sheepishly smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

And after checking that yes, your son really was okay, you guys continued on with some...safer games.

Futakuchi Kenji:

You had left for a weekend visit to see your parents in your hometown, leaving your husband and Your 3 girls alone.

It was a friday night, so after having a less than healthy dinner, ice cream and a fair amount of other sweets, Futakuchi figured a movie before bed would be a good way to finish off the night.

He scrolled through netflix trying to find a movie he could watch with his girls.

“Daddy, can we watch snow white?!” Futakuchi looked down at his oldest, Hayami, before he shrugged. “Sure.”

He may be a guy, but he was not above watching princess movies if it meant his babies were happy. Besides, it was a disney movie, what bad could be in it!

Everything was going swell, until the witch showed up.

He felt the sick feeling of dread in his stomach as soon as he felt his middlest curl in tight to his side, his youngest hopping off of the couch and climbing into his lap.

...Disney SHOULD have been a safe bet, but with the way his 3 girls were clinging onto him for dear life, he probably should have previewed it first..

That night he put them to bed, reading them a quick story before giving them each a kiss on their forehead and tucking them into bed.

15 minutes.

15 minutes of almost sleep when he heard you guys’ bedroom door creak open, 3 sets of little feet pad over to his side of the bed.

“...daddy..?” He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he opened them, brown eyes meeting the teary ones of his 3 children as they stood there. Speaking in as soft of a voice as he could he tried not to sound as tired as he knew he was.

“What is it munchkin?” His daughters all fidgeted where they stood, fiddling with the hems of their princess night gowns as they stood there.

“...We’re scared...can we sleep with you..?” Knowing he wouldn’t be able to get them to sleep like you could, and being incredibly tired himself he moved to the side, opening the covers and making room for all 3 of his princesses.

...This was going to be a long night for him..

Daishou Suguru:

Daishou had been playing outside with his kids, his 2 year old son Kento and his 5 year old daughter Shizuko.

His son was sat on his shoulders, one of Daishou’s hands wrapped firmly around the boys ankles while the other pushed his daughter on the swing.

You had been inside getting dinner ready while they had been outside; smiling fondly at the smiles that were plastered on their faces.

When dinner had finished you walked to the sliding glass door, opening it and calling to them. “Dinners ready! Come inside and wash up so we can eat.” Your daughter and husband replied with ‘okay!’ as you went back to get plates.

Slowing down the swing Daishou brought it to a stop so Skizuko could safely get off.

In all honesty, he was a good dad.

He was very mindful of his children and their surroundings, so they didn’t get hurt too often.

He was also very careful not to accidentally hurt them.

But accidents happen.

Walking to the back door, he, somehow either forgot or the thought didn’t register in his mind that his son was still perched on his shoulders.

He didn’t remember until a loud *whack!* was heard, and his sons cries sounded above him.

..He had tried going inside, through the door, with his son on his shoulders.

Bringing him down from his shoulders he quickly brought him inside to set him down on the counter, you almost screaming when you saw the bruise forming on his little forehead.

“Ah-wha-how- SUGURU! What happened?!”

Groaning Daishou gently put a small ice pack on his sons head, “...He whacked his head on the door frame...” You looked at him, “And how did he do that?”

Daishou sighed as he looked down, grimacing at the purple mark already present on his sons head.

...For the next few nights the couch became a good friend of his.

Numai Kazuma:

Today was your son, Kazuya’s birthday. Today he would be turning 1.

Kazuya was the first, and so far only child you had with your husband of 3 years Kazuma Numai.

You and Numai were still learning how to be parents, and it had been an interesting journey to say the least, but you guys were doing good!

Your relatives and friends had just left, leaving you, Kazuma and your son.

It was pretty late so you started cleaning up in the kitchen and Numai started in the living room.

Kazuya had been pretty fussy, you both figuring he was tired, but when you tried to put him to sleep he wouldn’t even close his eyes.

So, deciding it’d be best to get it out of the way Numai held Kazuya as he was cleaning.

Things had been going just fine before Kazuya had reached out to grab at something on a nearby book shelf, causing the book shelf to start tipping over.

At that moment the only thing going through Numai’s mind was ‘stop the book shelf’, because at the moment, getting his son and him crushed by a bookshelf seemed like a very bad thing.

But what he hadn’t thought of was the fact that reflexively he had used both of his arms to stop said shelf (which didn’t even fall), the same two arms that had been holding his- “WAAAHH”

His eyes snapped down to the BABY he had just let go of, now crying on the floor.

You rushed into the living room, seeing your husband now cradling your still crying son, whispering apologies into his hair as he kissed the top of his head.

“Kazuma what happened?”

He avoided eye contact.

“...Kazuma...” Looking down he spoke.

“...I dropped him...”

...

“...you what?”

#akaashi x reader #washio x reader #konoha x reader #kita x reader #suna x reader #ushijima x reader #yahaba x reader #iwaizumi x reader #futakuchi x reader #daishou x reader #numai x reader #hq headcanons #hq imagines #Haikyuu!!#haikyuufanfiction #haikyu x reader

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popculturebuffet · 4 years ago

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Amphibia Weekly Season 3 Reviews: Fight at the Museum/Temple Frogs: A Most Jellical Hell

Hello all you hoppy people! We’re on to Week 3 of my weekly coverage of Season 3! I’m Jake, I review stuff and it’s time for a bit of news and speculation before we move on to today’s episodes.

So picking up from last week where we got the episode titles for the second half of Season 3a, we now have the summaries to go with them, so it’s time to ooo and ahh over the latest episode summaries and see what’s ahead fo rour heroes, and speculate what that might entail.

Mr. X": Anne takes the Plantars to the movies, while the Boonchuys try to stop a government agent from finding them.

I’m mostly excited about this one because RU MOTHERFUCKING PAUL IS COMING. I haven’t watched Drag Race, you may now boo, but I love him in anything she does. Their work as Jackie Slithersteen in Harvey Beaks was a series highlight both times they showed up and it’ll be intresting to see them in a more serious role. Also it’ll be fun to see the Plantars at a movie theater. I love a good movie theater shenanigans story.

"Sprig's Birthday": Anne tries to give Sprig a great Earth birthday.

Nothing really to say here other than this one’s probably gonna hurt.

"Spider-Sprig": Determined to make his mark on Earth, Sprig becomes a superhero.

I haven’t gotten to mention it on this blog as I haven’t covered anything Spider-Man adjacent, but I absolutley LOVED spider-man and hoped this would be some sort of take on that. And given we see a doc ock esque guy using the Annsterminator’s arm in the season trailer, this is going to be REALLY fun. And while the title could just be “oh generic because he’s a superhero” Sprig DOES have most of Peter and Ben’s powers: he can crawl on walls, has incredibly agility and speed, and his tounge is a good subsittue for webs. He only lacks the strength and spider sense, which give shim a mild handicap but nothing he can’t handle. Point is i’m so ready for this.

"Olivia & Yunan": Back in Amphibia, Olivia and Yunan try to rescue Marcy.

Dammit I already used the sinister bug saying things were good.... hmmm

Haven’t broken this one out in a while. Or the bug one come to think of it. But yes we finally get the incredibly gay rescue episode.. which is bound to end very horribly because we’ve seen the trailer. They PROBABLY shoudln’t of shown nightmare marcy. Just saying. Kinda spoils the suprise.

"Hollywood Hop Pop": Hop Pop tries to make it as an actor in Hollywood.

This one was inevitible and will likely be fun. Next.

"If You Give a Frog a Cookie": Anne trusts a questionable scientist who may have found a way to get them to Amphibia.

KATE MICCUI BABY! FUCK YES. God her and keith david on the same show it boggles the mind...

"Froggy Little Christmas": Anne attempts to surprise her mom with a Thai Go float for the Christmas parade while the Plantars struggle to understand the holiday. Meanwhile, King Andrias plans a deadly surprise.

The big one! A heartwarming christmas story, rebcca sugar writing a song and PLOT ADVANCMENT. Who could ask for a better christmas present?

So with all that covered it’s time to dive into this weeks’ episodes! Join me under the cut, full spoilers, etc etc.

Fight at the Museum:

We open with an answer to one of the most burning questions of the season: Where do the Plantars sleep in the Boonchuy house?

Look we had no real clear layout of the Boonchuy house and no real answer as Anne was apparently sleeping alone in “The New Normal’. I can wait on the other stuff because I KNOW we’ll get lore answers eventually because this show is fairly consistent at giving them, just at a slow pace between one off adventures, something this very episode lampshades in it’s own way.

The answer is their all crashing in anne’s room, but all plenty comfy: Sprig has a beanbag, Polly’s sharing the catbed with Domino, which .... just.. just look at it.

My heart just exploded from adorable. And Hop Pop is , judging by the first ep alternating between the floor and Anne’s bed. Seriously the boonchuy’s HAVE a couch he could use that.

Anne however has been awake all night, can relate, trying to find a way back to Amphibia to save her girlfriends, the town and you know both worlds from the sexy wrath of Keith David as a Salamander.

But the realistic consequences of running 24 hours for several days in a row, especially as a child who needs rest, are catching up with her and she’s barely concious the next day, still hoping to spend it the same way she spent the night. The Plantars.. want to watch a british soap opera. My mom could relate... and so can I just replace “British soap opera” with “sitcom about the deep state”. Hop Pop points out the honest facts: they’ve ALSO been working hard to find a way home, if offscreen, but they can’t burn themselves out. Trust me it’s not fun. I’ve burned myself out doing this and I don’t hold the fate of countlres worlds in my hands. I’ll get into the why of Anne’s desperation in a bit.

Mrs. Boonchuy roasts her daughter about researching for once before agreeing with Hop Pop. She needs to relax for once.. and Mrs. B needs to clean all the slime that’s built up in the house so their asses are going to the museum. Anne needs to catch up on missed School, the plantars can learn more about earth , and The Boonchuy House can stop smelling like a ninja turtle. Everyone wins!

We get an adorable montage of the plantars enjoying the museum while Anne nearly passes out a bunch: Sprig marvels at dinosaurs (”Guess you had a monster problem too huh?”), Polly relates to cavemen and Hop Pop is horrified to find earth people think the earth is round (It is)... and signals to Anne he needs to be kept as FAR away from the internet and B.O.B. as froggily possible.

Anne however is still obesseivly researching... until they find a clue int he museum itself and we get a rather huge move forward in the overall lore: Said pot depicts Andrias’ frog friend who looks a LOT like Sprig coming out of a portal, gifting the box to a bunch of vikings. She DID steal it after all as I suspected.. I never thought Andrias lied about that outright.. he simply didn’t see she did it to PROTECT people from him and his god.

They then run into the Museum’s curator, Dr. Jan, an utterly nice woman who has a side hobby in crytozoology and is utterly curious abotu this mysterioius pot and would be HAPPY to help them. Anne turns her down and shoos her away, while Hop Pop wants to know why. \

Anne dosen’t know if she can trust her.. and that’s not only fair but ties into the very reason her obession is at it’s peak. It’s something that hit me this episode> For us True Colors happened about 5 months ago. We’ve had time to obesses over it sure but as simple observers we could move on to other shows and nonsense. For Anne? It was a just a little over a week ago BOTH her best friends/love interests deeply betrayed her, she fought off an invasion, found out the kindly king helping her was a tyrannical monster bent on multiversal conquest, thought her best friend died, saw her new robot brother actually die, went super sayian god super sayian, had one of the loves of her life stay behind so she could escape and saw the other stabbed in the gut while she was helpless to stop it. All in one fucking day, most of that in the span of a couple of hours. And she hasn’t REALLY gotten a break since: she had to emotionally reunite with her parents, spend hours explaining to them what happened after they had the whole frogs thing sprung on them by Hop Pop’s incompetence, was locked in her house for a day, had to fight off a killer robot, found out her new powers really hurt and is deeply disturbed by them, had to keep the plantars from getting themselves killed constantly, barely escaped a mall, had to stop her little brother’s shenanigans by driving a runaway truck with no breaks, and then had 8 cavities removed in one day just to top it all off.

Like when your watching it week to week it dosen’t really register how much trauma this poor child’s been through and how short the time span’s been till you sit back and REALLY think about it. Though I did think about the timeline.. and by that was reminded by the episode list Reunion takes place three months after Anne arrived on amphibia, not only meaning the series has ALWAYS had a strict timeline, but that season 2 takes place over two months, perfectly slotting everything into place.

Point is she’s been through a LOT and after the two people she loves most and the last kindly stranger she met stabbed her in the back and into her gut, it’s understandable why she wouldn’t be quick to trust someone she’s only met 5 seconds ago. She could be a goverment agent or something. They don't know.

Anne being cautious here, especially since Hop Pop has the GALL to call her paranoid.... a week after again he WATCHED MARCY GET STABBED IN THE GUT BY THE MAN THEY ALL TRUSTED AFTER MARCY REVEALED SHE SENT THEM ALL TO AMPHIBIA ON PURPOSE.

But her plan.. isn’t as acceptable. She wants to be bi, do crimes and rob the museum at night. Hop Pop BARELY agrees to it while naturally Sprig and Polly are on board. I’m pretty sure when Poly conquers the world at 12 be gay do crimes will be the worldwide motto. Sprig just likes to be an ally.

At any rate our froggy heroes deck themselves out in matching emo hoodies anne had because.. well she WAS dating Sasha, and rips once up for polly. Anne of course, having already had 80 outfit changes in her backpack alone, has a classic break in black ops outfit.

The break in goes suprisingly well. Phase One is to distract the Guards... which would be a genuine issue if they weren’t at this level of competence

So they simply have hop pop distract them by pretending to be a cat...

Look you’ve seen the top, you know what he actually looks like, I know what he actually looks like. You already have the jellical nightmares. I’m not giving you more by giving it more time to sear it’s way into your soul. I will say they did hilariously mimic the stage makeup of cats well. I’ll also say they did well giving my worst fears and nightmares form.

The kids roles are SLIGHTLY less traumatizing. Sprig takes out the camera’s with his tounge and Polly turns out to have razor sharp teeth because apparently Spirg and Polly’s mom had an affair with a Critter. I mean she’s ball shaped, has razor sharp teeth, and hungers for blood. The signs were there all along this just proves it.

So our heroes sucessfully break and enter, and get the vase. But as Sprig notes this being a heist their contractually obligated to have a twist.. and this one was set up earlier as we saw the Annsterminator forced to patch into the local antenna to scan for them, as it’s scanner was damaged in the fight. But it finds them via the one security camera Sprig DIDN’T sabotage, meaning he finds them, sets off the alarms and leaves our heroes trapped.

The result is an AWESOME fight across the museum as the plantars use EVERYTHING they can. From the cool stacking attack using armor, swords and a mace, to anne grabbing a sword again once again proving her strength to hop pop USING A MOTHERFUCKING GUILLOTINE TO CHOP OFF AN ARM WHILE SHOUTING EAT THE RICH.

Cumulating in Anne holding Annsterminator off while the plantars DROP A DINOSAUR SKELETON ON HIM.

Sadly bones don’t beat metal... they can beat off metal but that’s a whole other discussion, point is the Annesterminator escapes and nearly chokes the life out of Anne till Dr. Jan comes in along with the security so he books it out of there the only way he knows how

Dr. Jan quickly covers for them with the guards who are luckily still this level of smart

So they buy it, especially since the plantars had to ditch the disguises to be effective. Thankfully she’s not mad about the damage or almost theft and more curious as to what the hell any of this is, as you or I would be let’s be fair here.

So they fill her in offscreen and on screen she offers to help, notcing Anne is near passing out and needs rest before they can get to work and Hop Pop points out the simple truth: They can’t do this alone. And it didn’t hit me before, because they’ve come so far.. but they really can’t. I’m so used to shows and media like this where it’s left on the teen protaganists and maybe one or two adult shoulders I forget sometimes.. those people have limites. The Plantar-Boonchuy’s are plenty badass, talented cooks and all around just the best people warts and all, pun very much intedned... but at the end of the day none of them are, as far as we’ve been told as far as Anne’s parents are concerned, Engeineers, scientists+-, historians, superheros, sorcerers supermee.. the kind of people who can help them get back where they once belonged. As we’ve seen the best Anne can do is research, and she’s looking into something that is, at least as far as the public knows, impossible, meaning at best there’s a portal at a goverement black site. With Jan being a historian and into this sort of weird paranormal stuff, she has contacts and tools to help them. She can’t whip them up a portal.. but having someone who can look into Amphibia’s history with earth is better than nothing.

So Anne accepts it, seeing Jan IS genuinely+ as good as she acts and agrees to her quid pro quo of sleeping in exchange for working on this. That night Jan studies the pot and takes Anne’s suggestion of running a black light over it for hidden messages, because why not. Shockingly there is.

Fight at the Museum was excellent, letting the emotinal consequences of last season hit Anne in a subtle way. I do feel they need to talk about it eventually especially since we STILL haven’t heard from either of the girls parents. The fight scenes were also visually spectacular as always and cleverly used the museum setup, as well as having the Annesterminator loose an arm as setup for later episodes as we’ve seen. All in all another stellar episode from the show’s best season.

Temple Frogs:

Picking up where we left off, Anne wakes up rested, refreshed and ready to eat that horse. And Jan messaged her about the temple so the Plantars are all excited to go learn about it. Given this is a children’s cartoon you just KNOW that means the adults in Anne’s life who aren’t frogs have other plans that are going to lead to a life lesson.

Sure enough the Boonchuy’s are headed to the Thai Temple for market day, a day for the local Thai Community to gather to set up stalls, participate in activities relating to said culture and in general just bask in the joy of community. Anne being a teenager with a world saving mission wants no real part of this but the Plantars do and Mrs.B wants her ot stay AT LEAST an hour. Still no name, though apparently Mr. B’s is Jeff so that’s at least ONE down. I missed it but apparently this episode reveals it.

Anne reluctantly agrees and the family heads down to Temple. The Plantars end up feeling right at home as the number of stalls and sense of community feel just like their own market days back home. Anne has grown jaded with it mostly due to having gone here her whole life. We even see an adorable picture of her as a younger kid. It’s precious.

The Plantars are more than happy to explore her culture, respectfully, and Anne lets them loose since they have an hour to kill and she’s on Sample duty. The following part is easily the best and most charming part of the episode: The Plantars each find a part of Thai culture to enjoy and fit in with, without approrating it, and the local Thai community warmly welcomes them to join in. It allows Matt to show off his cultural heritage and a bit of his own past, clearly having gone to similar gatherings at some point, and share them with the children, teens, and grown ass peoples (points to self) watching this. I fully learned stuff with this as Sprig and Hop Pop’s activities are things i’d genuinely never heard of and googled to get the names right as while i’m fine with missing a character name or something, as this is usually from memory and on the day the episode comes out (this one’s way later than usual because the last two days have been kinda busy). It happens. But I flat out refuse to misspell something that people put their heart and soul into. It’s just genuinely nice to learn something about a culture that’s not my own, to learn neat stuff I never knew and genuinly apricate it. I honestly need to do this more often, as I genuinely LIKE learning new stuff and bits of history, in the most respectful way possible off course.

Sprig wonders around till he finds a game of Takraw, a kick based ball and net sport. It follows similar rules to volleyball except you can only use your feet to hit the ball, making it far more acrobatic and a sport i’m now fully interested in looking into as the idea of a bunch of talented athletes doing spider-man style moves while hitting a ball only with kicks sounds utterly awesome. And keep in mind i’m not a sports guy normally, i’m only now casually intrested in Soccer/Football because of Ted Lasso and Wrestling because of the hard works that goes into it, the intresting histories and the nice dollop of bollocks. So the fact this show got me intrested in a sport at all is a feat. Sprig casually kicks a ball back, already having the impressive talents for acrobatics and strong legs needed for the sport, and is naturally invited to join in.

Hop Pop is next and he finds Khon Dancing, where dancers act out the life of the god Rama via dramatic, well timed movements whle wearing glittery costumes and really awesome looking traditional masks. While not mentoined in the episode the story is told by singers on the side whlie the actors pantomime everything else. Hop Pop is naturally drawn to anything theater and fits in perfectly.

Finally there’s Polly who finds herself at Thai School, where they teach thai to children every week, Anne herself later remarking she used to go (Thoguh failed to really learn more than a few phrases. Turns out Polly is a natural, having learned the language from Mrs. B’s soap operas, and thus impresses the other kid.. minus one calling her a show off but that one can be thrown in the hole with Polly’s other enemies when she conquers our puny planet.

Anne notices her mom giving back a LOT of tupperware and getting some back, but thinks nothing of it. Me on the other hand? I got EXACTLY what this meant and reacated accordingly.

Anne finds out it’s only been ten minutes and decides fuck it she’s leaving and gathering everyone. I was dreading these next scenes as I figured , given the conventions of this kind of plot, Anne would drag her family away from their apprecation of her culture and get called out by them AND her mom for being an insesntive dip. But Matt Braly’s too clever for that. Instead as Anne’s clearly touched to see each of her surrogate family immersing themselves in her culture and truly loving every minute of it, and seeing her community gladly embrace them. She dosen’t bother them or even let her presecene be known, she just watches fondly and let’s each one go about there way. She’s especailly proud of Polly, baffled because Anne herself barely learned any Thai, but still proud she’s fluent in it. It shows anne’s heart: She gets that while the Plantars clearly miss home.. they likely also miss their community and is glad hers is helping fill the void.

So Anne decides to fly solo only to run into her mom whose rightfully pissed Anne couldn't wait AN HOUR. The episode really does well setting up Mrs. B as being in the right too. I point this out because WAY too many cartoons have the adult be right because adult. This isn’t AS prevalent nowadays but growing up in the 90′s and 00′s I saw this a lot. Here Mrs. B is right.. because she’s right. Before we even get to the episodes heartwarming and heartwrenching reveal, the fact is she acknowledges how important this is, even without knowing the full stakes, and gladly compromises to let Anne only stay an hour, so Anne still helps her and reunites with the community (having gotten heavily cheek pinched by old ladies earlier), but gets to go get the important info they need. The Plantars are fully willing to take the detour to the temple for most of the day and offered no resistance, so there’s no making them feel bad. The only one who’s impatient here is Anne and while understandable, it’s not really excusable given Jan didn’t say anything like “I might of found a portal home”. There’s no immediate payoff to whatever she’s found, and thus no reason it can’t wait an hour and help her family out and reunite with a bunch of people who thought she was lost and hurting, which to a degree she was.

So even without the next reveal, Anne was kind of a jerk for not staying and helping. The next reveal though clinches it: As I guessed the tupperware was all from dishes the community cooked for the Boonchuy’s while anne was missing, so they wouldn’t have to in the deep depression of loosing their daughter. Not only that the whole community stepped in and helped do shifts at the restraunt and whatever Jeff and Mrs. B needed during the worst moments of their life. And it’s very telling Mrs. B DIDN’T tell Anne till it was clear she needed to know. SHe didn’t want to burden her daughter with what they went through because Anne didn’t go on purpose. It was an accident, she didn’t do anything wrong, and she worked hard , as she likely outlined, to get back. Telling her how much her absence hurt them was unecessary. But telling her now, so she can now how much the community helped them, without asking anything in return, how much these kind people made it so the Boonchuy’s surviived the worst 5 months of their lives with their buisness and sanity in tact, that was necessary. And Anne DOES geninely feel bad about being a dick about it now she realizes not only just what her parents went through, but how much this community really matters.

Bigger issues crop up though as it turns out the Annesterminator has dragonfly drones it sent after her. Anne brushes them off as being from the school newspaper, some reporters were seen earlier trying to get the scoop on her absence. This also puts her disappearance to me around late may early june given we have the Christmas special coming, and the plantars had to get back for the harvest, with the Shut In, , non canon or not, taking place in october and just after the Plantars returned. Which would mean these eps take place in early novemeber or late october. Look I have all eterneity and a few more weeks of episode to figure out the timeline. Point is dragon flies a comin and Anne prepares for a fight.. as does the temple. You mess with one of them, you mess with all of them and EVERYONE organizes to fight, with Hop Pop, Sprig and Polly putting their new skills to work: Hop pop uses cermonial swords to cut down dragonflies, spirg and his new team use the ball to take some out, and Polly organizes everyone. Everyone elses uses pots, pans and wahtever to kick ass. IT’s a sight to behold. Sprig and Polly finish them off with a Takraw Spike Special, and our heroes win. Unfortunately their also fully unmasked in front of a large crowd, and we get that close up from above.

The good news though is the community warmly embraces the Plantars and dosen’t need to know where they came from: They stood with them when they needed to and very clearly took care of Anne. That’s all they need to welcome them. Anne is touched by this and decides to stay both out of respect for her community, and because it’s now not just hers.. but the Plantars too. Plus more people she can honestly tell the frog thing to so that’s nice.

She gets karmically rewarded for this as Dr. Jan couldn’t wait, and having gotten a text from Anne earlier, drove down here. So Anne not only gets to bask in community but gets her clue. ducking behind a tree, Jan reveals the black light message.. and it’s nothing she can read. But thankfully Anne has Marcy’s journal.

Look if the shipping wasn’t at critical mass enough now Anne just.. casually has Marcy’s things in her bag. Though frankly wanting to run away together, blushing a lot together and ... let’s just save time and say just about every scene with Anne and Marcy kinda already told us everything, this is just more blatant evdience their lesbians together.

The message says “Find the mother of olms, she’ll lead you to her destiny” So they have a CLUE... but no earthly idea who she is and I only know what an olm is because of the recap page for this episode on TV Tropes. It’s a species of Salamander. Still it’s better to have SOME direction than none and wether this gets the Plantars home or helps them be Andrias it’s SOMETHING. So point for Jan and for Anne.

Thai Temple is an utterly fantastic episode. It embraces Thai culture, gives us more text to what went on while Anne was gone, has another fantastic fight scene and is just a joy to watch, bucking most of the conventions fo rthis kind of plot to create an utterly heartwarming tribute to Thai Culture. Easily a contender for my best of the year list and that is a tight race and I suspect with only more episodes left it’s only gonna get tighter. I had to give this show an extra slot, 6 instead of 5, simply because it has SO many episodes this year.

Next Time: The Moment’s we’ve been waiting for. Polly tries to rebuild Frobo with the help of some cosplayers, while the Boonchuy’s FINALLY find out the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Bring it on.

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The present I couldn’t give you

Kim Seokjin x (f) reader

Dom Boyfriend Seokjin x Sub (f) reader

Rating: +18

About: Birthdays mark the day of someones birth. That's why we celebrate those days and want to give presents to the people we like/love. You weren't any different. Seokjin's birthday was a day away and you wanted to make him happy. But what can you give to someone who has everything, at this time of the year, 2020. When you're insecure about yourself, Seokjin gives you courage and shows you the real meaning of a present. After all, things that come from the heart are the most meaningful ones.

Warnings: semi angst, smut, cursing, dom/sub heavy, dom Seokjin, size kink, dirty talk, handcuffs, kitchen sex, daddy kink, hickeys/marking, masturbation, vaginal fingering, oral (f), handjob, squirting, teasing and A LOT fluff. (Let me know if I forgot something~ )

( I’m sorry it took so long! I’ve lost my inspiration for a long time. But I’m better now~ The description above sounds very bad.. lol ♡ )

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2 years of love. 2 years of happiness. 2 years of trust and hardships. Today is the day your wonderful boyfriend, Kim Seokjin asked you to be his girlfriend. It's a special day but not only because of your love. Today is also Seokjin's birthday. That is why you planned on doing something special for him.

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~ A day before ~

"Ahh.. god! I don't know what to do. I don't want to buy something for him.. that is to easy. We also can't really go anywhere because of.. well 2020", you sighed while looking at your phone. You were talking to Jimin, a great friend of yours and Seokjin's group member. "Mhh... How about you sing him a song?", jimin smiled while trying not to burst into laughter. You giggeld but sighed straight after, "For what? To embarrasse myself or hurt his ears??". You knew that Jimin loved to tease you, but now wasn't the time. You just had one day left and you still didn't have a clue of what you could give to him. Jimin startef to laugh and turned away from you, "Sorry.. haha~ Mhh.. you could paint him something?", and than he continued to laugh. "Jimin!..", you blushed at the thought of giving Jin a weird drawing. You for the hell of satan couldn't draw or paint. "Do you have fun pointing out my weaknesses?", you giggeled while shaking your head. "What?? I'm sure Seokjin-hyung would love it. He probably would hang it on his wall no matter how bad it is~", jimin laughed while pushing his hair out of his face. You rolled your eyes and sighed, "But it can't be bad! It has to be something beautiful!".

"Write him a letter!", jimin said. "I did that already last year. It was 2 pages long", you sighed. "Make him a album with all your photos in it!", jimin brought up the next idea. "That!... oh no I did that also last year.. for christmas", you slowly lost hope. Was there anything you haven't done for him at this point?? "That is very difficult than..", even Jimin sighed now. "Good! There is only one option left! Do you wanna hear it?", he said with this smirk on his face. You knew something was up. "What??- I have the feeling it's a bad idea.. but tell me", you answered while taking your cup to take a sip from it.

"Give him a lapdance!", jimin proudly said while licking his lips. You couldn't believe what you just heard and chocked on your drink. "I should- What??-", you asked shocked while coughing. "Yeah! People do that and more in movies all the time!", jimin smirked, "That is porn jiminssi!", you heard jungkook's voice in the back. After you could breath again you turned back to your video chat, "I-.. you know what.. I'm not even gonna ask!", you blushed, "But Seokjin and I aren't that far in our realtionship..", you looked shy away.

"You can't tell me is vanilla?? He for sure isn't!", jungkook all of sudden grabbed jimin's phone and looked at you.. "I saw him buying handcuffs a few days ago!", he bursted out. "HE WHAT??", jimin and you asked at the same time. "I really saw it! So I wouldn't be suprised if he would be into a lapdance.. from you~", kookie smirked while giving jimin his phone back. "Ohh.. that is some news~ Who thought Seokjin-hyung is a dom??", jimin smirked too. You cheeks were so red and you felt so hot, like you were out in the glowing sun. The thoughts made you curious and you wanted to ask more, but..

"DID YOU honestly think I'm a sub??", you heard a voice behind your back. The voice sounded pissed but also ironic at the same time. "Jinni!", you said while turning around to your boyfriend. He was home sooner than expected. "Hey love~", seokjin said while kissing your head, "I didn't know you were disscussing our privat live with my group members~", he said laughing while taking off his jacket. You just blushed, "I- didn't-", but before you could end the sentence, Jimin answered for you. "No hyung, it was my fault I was teasing her about beeing so slow in a realtionship!", he giggeled and winked at you. You got the hint and decided to play along, "Yes and I was trying to explain to them why our realtionship is like that! And that I'm happy that it is what it is", you sighed while leaning on jin. Jin sat down right next you and kissed your cheek while laughing, "You're doing such a good job love! Not everyone has such a high sex drive like you Jimin~". Jungkook and you both started laughing while Jimin just pouted.

And the day also went by.

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~ Today ~

As you woke up it still was dark outside. You looked around in the dark room before your gaze stopped at your sleeping boyfriend. He looked so handsome even in the dark. You were so lucky. As you layed there and watched him you still thought of a present. Buf before you could make a decission Seokjin cuddeld close to you and hugged you thightly. It looked so adorable. His big body with his bright shoulders clinging on to your small one. Not wanting to wake him you didn't move, just raised your hand to caresses through his hair.

Than an idea came to your mind. 'Something beautiful doesn't mean it has to be a lot', you thought. You decided to keep it simple this year. 'I will just make breakfast and give him a good massage!', you smiled, happy that you finally found a present. The only problem now was, how would you leave without waking Jin up. Seokjin's head was laying on your chest while his arm is laying on your thighs. Carefully you tried to sneak your legs out under his arm. As your legs were hanging out of the bed you gently lifted up jin's head and layed him on the pillow next to you. For your luck Seokjin just continued to sleep as he cuddeld himself into the blanket you just gave him. You toke your phone from the nightstand and searched for Seokjin's shirt. You loved wearing his clothes, they all smelled like him and they were so comfortable. You just had to find your underwear and than you could go. But finding it with just your phone light was not as easy as the shirt. 'Shit?! Where did jinni threw them last night??', you cursed yourself for not picking them up before you fell asleep.

You eyed Seokjin's boxers and smirked, 'well.. his fault', you thought while putting on your boyfriend's boxers. Now you finally could go into the kitchen. The moment you stood up, you felt yourself beeing pulled back, "Where are you going love??", seokjin whined while having his arms around you, pulling you close again. You layed your hands on top of his arms and giggeld, "I was going to the bathroom jinni~". You whispered, "Can you let me go please?". After a few seconds you felt his arms disappear, "But be fast! I feel lonely without you~", he whined while turning around. You did your best not to giggle at him. For what is he so adorable??

As you looked over to him once again, he breathed slowly. 'Guess he fell asleep again..', you smiled and stood up. You went into the bathroom and almost got a shook while looking into the mirror. Your whole neck was covered in hickeys and bite marks from last night. Not just your neck, also your shoulders and thighs were full. 'Shit.. that's hot', you bit your lip and brushed your teeth. After you were done you walked into the kitchen and closed the door. It was still dark outside and the kitchen was colder than expected. First you made coffee for yourself, while taking a sip here and there you started to prepare everything for the pancakes. 'Cooking might be not my thing but for my wonderful boyfriend I'll try my best', that was what you thought.

Well.. it sounded better in your head. The moment you put the oil in the pan everything went wrong. First try. Second try. Third try. All those pancakes were to thinn and also a bit burned. Teary eyed you looked at the ruined food. 'If I continue like this jinni will laugh at me. I'll just embarrasse myself..maybe I should stop here?', you turned the stove off and thought about whatelse you could make for breakfast. But the longer you thought the more tears started to run down your face, 'I really don't deserve him', that was your end thought. 'Jinni does so much for me. But I... I can't even cook without having any problems..', you never felt more disappointed in yourself. You hid your face in your hands, not knowing what to do now, 'I'm the worst girlfriend ever.. I don't even have a present', the negative thoughts crashed down on you and it felt like all you could see was black.

As soon as you wanted to rub your hand over you cheek, someone caught your hand in his. 'Jinni-', you thought while looking up to him. But all you saw was a blurr. The feeling of his warm, big hand on your cheek made you feel butterflys in your stomatch. With one touch, one word, one gaze he managed to wip all those bad thoughts away. "Love?", seokjin asked with his raw morning voice. The look on his face told you that he was confused, worried but also ready to protect you from whatever had hurt you. In that moment Seokjin was like the moon which stripped away your darkness. He was like a prince on a white horse. Like a hero from a action movie.

"What happened?? Please don't cry!", he whispered while kneeing before you, caressing over your cheeks. He reached over to gave you a tissue. But all you could do was hugging him, clinging on to his back. Without wasting a second, without saying anything he hugged you back. Seokjin held you tightly in his arms, while caressing your back. He looked around and realised that you probably wanted to cook something. A second later he found himself smiling. Today was his birthday and his amazing partner wanted to cook him something. That meant so much to him. He thought highly of you and he loved you so much. "Do you need my help? You know I'm the cook champion right?~", jin whispered in your ear and smirked as you started to laugh. You laughed with tears in your eyes. It always was a mystery to you how seokjin could make you feel so many things. One touch and you felt so safe as no one could ever hurt you. One word and you felt like the most loved person on this world. One gaze made you feel so much hope. And one kiss can make you lose your mind.

Jin looked at you with this warm, loving gaze. His eyes were so welcoming. His hand caressed the last bit of your tears away, before gently pushing your hair out of your face, "Whatever happened, I won't be mad love. So please talk to me?~", he said with a calm voice. You pouted while looking at him, "I wanted to make you pancakes for breakfast as your birthday present.. but I failed.. no matter how hard I try it just won't work. I'm very sorry Jinni". Explaining made you almost tear up again, "I thought you would be dissapointed, you always do so much for me but I can't even make you a simple birthday present..". As soon as you looked down Seokjin's fingers grabed your chin to make you look at him, "I'm not dissapointed! The thought alone makes me happy. That you would make something selfmade for me and you also tried so hard. Which makes me so proud as your boyfriend! Thank you Y/N! But my most amazing birthday present is you, by my side, 24/7~", jinni smiled and cutely squished your cheeks, "So please stop crying now? We should make some pancakes for breakfast right? I'll train you from today on! You better be greatful, the pancake-champion himself will train you!".

You started to laugh and grabbed his hands to pull them away from your face, "Okay I won't cry anymore jinni!". The moment he turned around, you moved fast and hugged him from behind. Hiding your face in his still naked back, "Thank you Seokjin! You're the best boyfriend someone could ever have! I'll try my best to learn from you", I whispered. After a few seconds of silence you noticed that Jinni still was shirtless and you just hugged him tightly. Blushing and trying to control your emotions you let him go while walking past him to the stove. "S-so what do we need first?", you asked while looking around trying to find an answer. From behind you could feel Seokjin smirk. But than he walked next to you like nothing happened. "We should start from the beginning, so you'll learn better", he said while smiling at you.

That's how you learned to make pancakes from your handsome boyfriend. You couldn't help but to admire him. Even his teaching was attractiv. Everyone knew how amazing Jin is at cooking but seeing it for yourself is really a blessing. The way his hand had such a strong grip and his veins just turned you on. Who could blame you? Your boyfriend was making pancakes, shirtless and with his veins popping out in his arms. Also the look he gave those pancakes didn't make it better. 'I wish he would look at me like that and grab me like-',.. "Y/N are you there?? Have you been listening to me?", seokjin stood infront of you with some finished pancakes, "I said.. you can sit down. We can eat~", with that he walked past you and sat down on a chair. You blinked once, twice and shortly followed him to also sit down. The moment Jin started to eat, you stopped him, "Jinni! Hold on!". - "to your hand?", he looked at you, just to start laughing. Leaning over the table, still laughing over his pun, you kissed him gently and whispered, "Happy Birthday", against his lips. Seokjin smiled against your lips. "How are you this sweet?", he smirked and kissed you back. Than he leaned away and placed a part of the pancake in your mouth, "You should eat too~". Your eyes opened in suprise and you sat back down. Chewing on the pancake you pouted and looked at your now happily eating boyfriend. He looked like he was in paradise. This picture infront of your eyes made you so happy and you couldn't help but to smile. After enjoying the sight for a few minutes, you started to eat too.

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~ 2 hours later ~

You just finished cleaning up kitchen while Jinni went to take a shower. Sitting on the chair while leaning your head on your hand you couldn't help but to think about that handcuffs thing. What does he want to do with them? Will he test them out on me tonight? Just the thought alone made you thighs temble. It's not like Jin and you had never done it before. You did it a few times and you enjoyed every second of it. But that thought of beeing a sub for him turned you even more on. The wetness between your legs wasn't to ignore anymore, so you rubbed your thighs together. But that wasn't nearly enough. Wanting more, you pushed a hand down your body. Carressing over your already hard nippels, down to Seokjin's boxers. You pushed one hand under them as you gently rubbed your clit. That felt so good.

Your memorys from last night played out once again in your head. The way his big hands felt on your body. The way his big king sized cock pounded into you. Seokjin was so hot with sweat running down his face, growling your name. His words made your head dizzy while his hands overstimulated you. Without noticing it you pushed two fingers in your now wet and needy hole. The fact that you fingered yourself in his boxer just turned you more on. Your clit pulsed, it wanted to be touched so bad. Letting out a sigh and a moan here and there you closed your eyes. Totally lost in your thoughts and pleasure you didn't hear Jinni come out of the bathroom. He walked towards you but stood still the moment he saw what you did. His eyes got wide and he almost moaned at the sight.

Seokjin felt his cock getting hard through his towel, "Fuck.. I'm so lucky..", he said with a deep, raw voice. His gaze lingered on you, just watching you getting yourself off. Slowly he rubbed his hand against the towel, trying to hold himself together. But he wanted more, he wanted you. All of you.

The moment you let out a cute whine was when he lost it. Seokjin walked towards you, grabbed your hand and kissed you deeply. You whined at the lost of touch but happily kissed back as you felt Jin's warm, soft lips on yours. After a bit he pulled away and took your hand to his mouth, just to suck on your fingers. Gosh..

That sight was so attractiv. You rubbed your thighs together while watching him with sinfull eyes. You started to wonder what that tongue of his would feel like between your thighs, on your clit or while thrusting in your hole. A moan left you as you felt Seokjin's other hand rub over your clit, down to your hole and back up. He didn't add much pressure to tease you. One of his finger started to slowly circle your clit while he looked at you with those wide blown eyes. He also wanted you, like you wanted him.

"You're such a naughty girl, you know that love? I saw you earlier~", Jinni said while still playing with your clit. With the next few words he added more pressure to his moves, "Did you want to be seen by me?". His words sounded more like a statement than a question. You whined and couldn't help but spread your legs more apart. Wanting more of his touch, of his dirty words you looked at him with a pout, "Jinni~ I'm so wet for you~ Please help me?~", you whined. Your sudden cuteness made him laugh and shake his head, "How can I say no to such a cute lady?", he smiled as he looked at you. "But..", than Seokjin's sweet smile turned into a evil smirk, "A lady doesn't get herself off on a kitchen chair. Right my princess?", he gently snapped his finger against your clit and stood up. "Take your clothes off and lay on the kitchen table! I'll be there in a few seconds princess~", his voice sounded even deeper than before. With one last glance to you he walked out of the room.

Still sitting on the chair, letting out a deep breath and trying to realise what just happened. Your cute boyfriend Seokjin just turned into one hot dom. His behavior completly changed. You didn't know if it was just you but today he seemed even more of a dom than yesterday. The pluse of your clit brought you back to reality. Without wasting another second you jumped up and took of Seokjin's shirt and boxers. It was something new, it made you excited and turned you on so much. You layed on the table like Jinni told you too, now waiting for him. Lucky you didn't wait any second longer because he just walked back into the kitchen. You looked to him and saw the pair of handcuffs in his hands. 'HE REALLY BOUGHT THEM??', you blushed at looked away again. But before you could look anywhere else Seokjin grabbed your chin and turned your head to him again, "Getting shy now love? I want to try something new today! I'm sure you'll like it!", he leaned in to kiss you once again. While pushing his tongue in your mouth and starting a make out with you, he pulled your arms over your head. Gently caressing over your wrists while moaning into the kiss.

'Click'. After the sound Seokjin pulled away and licked his lips, smirking at you, "After all you want me to help you right?~", he looked at you with this dark shining eyes. You felt your clit pulls once again. 'Fuck- Why is he so hot??', you bit your lip and nodded at his words. His hand caressed over your neck, down to one of your breasts, grabbing one and massaging it. With his thumb he played with your nipple here and there, making you whine. "Do you like this?", jinni whispered against your other breast before licking over your nippel with his tongue. He played with you and you loved it. The way he teased you, made you drip even more. Your legs were shaking, your whines are geting louder with every pull of your nippels. And than Seokjin stopped touching you. He moved away from your body and looked at you, "Answer me love!". You looked up at him and quickly understood why he stopped, "Yes Seokji-", you started but let out a yelp as you felt a pull of your right nipple. "Wrong name love!", he spread your legs while looking at you with this intimidating stare. You knew what he meant but you were to shy to actually call him that. It was one of your kinks, you told him that once. You just weren't expecting him to bring that up one day. With one day you meant now. Closing your eyes, you felt your face heat up, '"Yes D-Dadd-", getting cut off in the middle of your answer, you opened you eyes quickly. "Worldwide Handsome", jinni said while looking at you with a bright grin.

As he saw your flushed, shocked face he couldn't help himself but to laugh. As you realised that he just pulled a joke on you, you started to pout and laugh too, "Yaah! Jinnii..", you whined and looked away. Seokjin chuckled and leaned down to give you a kiss, "Sorry love~ Did I spoil the mood now?", he smiled at you. Shaking your head and kissing him back you answered, "No I'm still wet for you Jinni~".

"Will you let me eat you out than, princess?", he asked with his deeper voice while kneeling down infront of the table you still layed on. Your smile left your face as all your dirty thoughts came back. Spreading your legs open for him you whined,"Please jinni.. my prince~", you added teasingly. Seokjin just smirked up you and leaned forward. First he gently pressed his tongue on your dripping slit, giving you small kitten licks. The way his eyes closed and he just tasted you made your clit pulls even more. "You taste so good my princess~", he whispered against your cunt. The moment after he circled your clit with his tongue, gently sucking on it here and there. With his one finger he played with your entrance before pushing it all the way in. Your moans became louder with every touch he gave you. Also the table just got runied as your dripping juice landed on it, wetting the material. But you couldn't care less as Jinni pushed another finger into you, slowly starting to move them. In and out. Up and down. His tongue played harshly with your clit. Licking, flicking and sucking it. His breath felt so hot on your skin. You wanted to touch him so bad but couldn't. The handcuffs didn't allow you to move very much. But you enjoyed it, you loved it and you wanted to feel more.

"Do you like it when I thrust deep into you?", he asked, looking up to you. His eyes were so dark and full of desire. With one move of his fingers you arched your back of the table and almost screamed. Seokjin smirked. He found it. He found that one spot that let you see stars. "You really liked that huh?", he leaned back down to suck on your already red clit. As he started too hit your hidden spot with every thrust of his fingers you lost it. Screaming and throwing your head back and forth was the only thing you could do.

"Cum", is all he had to whisper and you let go. Your legs felt shaky, your eyes were closed as you tried to catch your breath. Seokjin pulled his fingers out and licked them clean. With his other hand he gently caressed over your stomatch. "Are you okay love?", he asked and leaned down to kiss you deeply. Kissing him back while nodding. You felt how his hands moved up to yours and opened the handcuffs. Jinni took your hands in his and gently caressed them, "Did it hurt?". You looked up at him and smiled, "No Jinni~ You were amazing and I very much enjoyed it!". He kept holding your hands and looked into your eyes. It should feel tense but there was something different now. He had a slight hint of happiness in his eyes.

"When you fell fron heaven to become my sinner?", he winked at you and started to laugh. You couldn't believe he used that line on you. "D-Did you just-", is how you started but ended as you realised he called you a 'sinner'. "DID you just c-call me a SINNER??", pulling your hands away from his, you gasped. Slapping your hand over your mouth, "How could you??". Seokjin just had to look at you and understood the game you were playing. He loved you for it. "What are you than? A nun??", he smirked while looking at your neck, "But a nun shouldn't have those things~", he pointed at your hickeys. "N-No! But I'm an Angel~", you smiled as innocent as possible at him. Jinni started to laugh while shaking his head, "Says the one who discusses our sex life with my group members~". Making you gasp again while grabbing something from behind, "Says the one who uses handcuffs on his girlfriend~", you smirked right back at him. And than both of you started to laugh. Everything was like usually and that was what you loved about your realtionship. It's doesn't always have to be serious. Jinni always made you have fun.

Seokjin hugged you and kissed your cheek, "I love you so much my princess~", he kissed your nose and than your forhead. Enjoying his touch you giggeld, "I love you too my prince~ Very much~", you leaned in and kissed him deeply on the lips. Out of the soft kiss another make out started. Your tongues were all over each other. Without thinking you pushed him down on the table and pulled down his towel. His king sized cock jumped straight up in your hand and pullsed once. You pulled away from the kiss just to look down. A glance of his throbbing hard dick alone made you all horny again. Taking it in your hand and rubbing lazly up and down. Your slow moves got faster after a bit time had passed. Jinnis growls were so hot. Just as you were about to lean down he pushed you gently away, "S-Stop! I want to cum in you~", seokjin said while sitting up.

He stood up and before you could say something he picked you up as you were his bride and walked back to your bedroom. Arms around his neck, face against his sweaty still wet chest. He smelled soo damk good and you felt so damn safe. It was an amazing feeling. But that soon ended as he just dropped you on the bed and almost jumped over you. "Sorry princess, but I can't wait any longer! I can't be gently now.. let me ruin you?~", seokjin growled, spreading your legs and leaving more marks on your neck. His hips started to rub his cock against your wet slit. You moaned and let your head fall back against the pillow, "Y-Yes please ruin me Daddy~". You did it. You let it all out. Your fantasy finally becoming reality. You looked up at your prince, to see how he reacted. Jinni didn't mind at all. His innocence was long gone and everything you said just made his cock want you more. He couldn't wait to feel your insides,to feel your clench around him. Without a warning he pushed into you. Softly, inch by inch. But his inches were huge. He wasn't even half in yet.

"Are you sure you can take all of Daddy today?", he had stopped for a while. Caressing over your thighs while kissing your stomatch. You just nodded and whined a quiet, "Y-Yes more daddy", since your mind was blank. All you could feel was him. Lucky that was all Jinni needed to continue. He pushed all of him into you, until his hips met your thighs. You felt so full but you loved beeing full. You loved taking all of his huge cock.

Seokjin stayed still and played with your nipples, "Daddy is so proud of you~ You take me so well! Look how amazing we fit together~", he praised you again. The feeling made you tear up. It just felt so good. "M-move please..", you whined while laying your hands around his neck, wanting him closer. But you also just pushed him deeper, which made both of you moan loudly. All of sudden you felt his precum dripping down your thigh. Quickly forgetting about it as you felt a hard, deep thrust, "Look what you did love! Making me lose my mind! I will destroy you~", seokjin moaned against your neck while grabbing your legs. He pulled them over his shoulders as he thrusted into you in a fast pace. Hard, deep and fast wasn't the best thing for you. You screamed, yelled, threw your head from side to the other and even cried tears as you two got lost in the ocean of pure desire. You were such a mess and Seokjin enjoyed that.

"I'm going too-", jinni growled while pounding into you with an incredible speed. "I'm your dom Y/N! My cum in you will be the proof for it!". His dirty words made you fall over the cliff. Your whole body started to shake and you even squirted. Screaming out his name over and over again. Seokjin felt you clenching around him. You would cum any second. As he heard your scream his name it was over for him. With a few quick, fast thrusts he painted your walls white. Breathing hardly he let himself fall on top of you and rolled you over. Now you layed on his chest while he held you close. Jinni caressed over your back while kissing your forhead gently, "You did so well my lovely princess~", his voice was filled with so much love and warmth. You smiled and looked up to him, kissing him with all the strengh you had left. "You also were amazing Worldwide Handsome~", you whispered against his lips with a giggle coming out of your moth. Seokjin just chuckled and grabbed the blanket just to pull it over the both of you, "Let's stay like this for a few more minutes until I'll clean you up okay?", he whispered while kissing your hair. The only thing you could do was nod as a sudden tiredness overcame your body. The last thing you heard, before you fell asleep was Jinnis, 'I love you'.

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~ A few hours later in the evening ~

As you felt the sun shining on your face you slowly opened your eyes. The first thing you felt was Seokjin's breath against your neck, the first thing you saw was the sunset over the city and the first thing that came to your mind was Seokjin's birthday. You two should've been with his other members by now, celebrating his birthday. But instead you were sleeping almost all day. Looking over to your wonderfull, still sleeping boyfriend you couldn't bring yourself to wake him. Jinni looked so happy and calm. You raised one hand to caress through his soft, fluffy hair. The only thing you could at moment was admiring him. You were so damn lucky to have such a boyfriend like Seokjin.

"Love?", you heard his still sleepy sounding voice in your ear. All of sudden you got pushed back into the matress as Jinni got on top of you. Suddenly kissing you with so much passion. Still suprised but so in love, you kissed him back while caressing over his bright shoulders, down his strong back. After another make out he pulled away and smiled at you. The brightest smile you ever saw on Seokjin. "I'm so happy to have you Y/N. You always do so much for me and you're always there for me. Today I had a great day, thanks to you. I actually have everyday a great day because of you. I don't need bought things or special suprises. The only thing I need is you Y/N. You are the best present I ever got!". His words sounded so beautiful, so honest and also so full of love. You could yourself feel getting teary eyed and your heart atched so painful but also so full of happiness. You weren't sure what you felt but it was a rollercoaster of emotions.

You smiled at him and just realised from his look that you must have started to cry. A minute later you could feel a tear running down your cheek. Today morning you were so insecure and frustrated with yourself and now your boyfriend just told you how he feels about you. That you were more then enough for him. That fact alone made you feel so happy.

Hugging jinni while trying to find words you could say to him, "I'm glad jinni! I was scared that I wouldn't be good enough for you since I didn't have any kind of idea for a present. But now I don't think so anymore! I'm just so thankfull to have you by my side~", is what you rambled together. Your tears stopped in the middle of talking but your voice still cracked a bit. Seokjin hugged you tightly while just letting you talk. He caressed through your hair and chuckled as you finished. "We really must be destined to be each others presents. Because I never told you, but there was a time when I had the same thoughts. But not anymore~", he leaned away to look in your eyes, "I truly love you!", he said with a bright smile on his stunning face. "I truly love you too, Kim Seokjin", you said with a happy and honest smile on your face.

"AWWW~ What a beautiful Scene!!", said a voice from the bedroom door, "You're amazing Hyung! No wonder that your realtionship is going on for so long!", another voice. This seems kind of familiar. Jungkook's voice! Your head snapped towards the door and you saw the two younger members, Jimin and Jungkook standing there. Smirks covering there face. You pulled the blanket closer to your body while hiding behind the sheets. "YAH! What are you doing here?? Out! Now!", Seokjin gave you the whole blanket and jumped up to see the boys out. But sadly he forget that he wasn't wearing anything either. "Hyung are you sure you wanna go out like that? The others are here too, you know?", jungkook pointed at Seokjin's body and tried his best not to laugh out loud. ( I was dying writing this lol ).

"Wow! Did you grew bigger since the last time I saw you?? That is not fair! I want to be king sized too!!", Jimin whined while walking away, but later on you could hear is laugh. 'Such a slytherin..', you thought while trying your best to hold it togther. But the situation was just to funny and embarrassing. "I- What??", Seokjin looked down on himself as he realised that he was still naked after our exciting event earlier on. "Shit! Jungkook out! I'll be there any minute", he stuttered and you could already imagine how red his ears must have become. "Sure sure hyung! I'm happy for you. And nice hickeys Y/N~", the younger flashed you a smirk while walking away, closing the door behind him. That left you two alone again.

Silcence. Now it was quiet. The embarrassment still in the air. 1,2,3..laughter was heard. Seokjin and you both bursted out in tears of laughter while looking at each other. In your head you agreed with Jimin's words. This all was a beautiful scene! And your bound was a beautiful present.

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(I hope you enjoyed! ♡ )

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khaotic-kitsunes · 4 years ago

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Movie Night

Am I ever gonna tire of requests? Maybe.

Right now? Not so much.

I am so FUCKING KEEN TO WRITE THIS SHIT! Oh my god this sounds legit so good though???? How dare you suggest such a situation to my Tamaki-simping ass????????

I really hope you enjoy this scenario anon because fuck me sideways it was so much fun to writeeeeee, please feel free to come scream at me if you see it!

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Cheeky Kitsune 🦊💋

You blinked in surprise, body going still as your eyes landed on Tamaki, your phone slipping from your grasp while he sat beside you quietly, his cheeks flushed a gentle shade of pink from the words that had just left his mouth. Since it was late on a Saturday night, you had been watching a movie with your anxious, pro-hero boyfriend in a comfortable silence.

Right up until he had said something so surprisingly brazen, you weren’t entirely sure it was really your boyfriend sitting beside you.

“Did…um, did you wanna repeat that for me Tamaki?” You questioned him hesitantly as you watched him closely, moving to shuffle closer to the warm-bodied nervous wreck that had seconds ago said something so unbelievably appealing, that you just had to hear it again. You wanted to be sure that you weren’t hearing things.

“Are you gonna make me say it again bunny?” He grimaced at the eagerness that he could see in your gaze, his shoulders slumping in defeat when he realised that resisting you would be impossible at this stage. If he did deny you, then he would simply end up feeling like he’d kicked a puppy.

“No, no, it’s okay Tamaki! I won’t make you say it again. I just…well I really wasn’t expecting you to say something like that to me…ever?” You smiled as you spoke softly, leaning closer to press a gentle kiss to his practically glowing cheek; able to feel the warmth of his skin against your lips, however, it was in that brief moment where you had left your guard down. That you found yourself on your back on the couch with Tamaki above you, pinning your hands above your head and staring down at you; his eyes wide with surprise at his own actions.

“Praise…I said I like it when you praise me” He mumbled out the words as you squirmed beneath him, a faint smile beginning to tug at the edges of your lips. You couldn’t help it, really. Sometimes he could be too adorable for his own good, it almost made you want to tease him; almost.

“Praise, huh? You like it when I tell you that you’re doing a good job? When you fuck me?” You questioned him in a soft murmur, your smile only growing wider when you saw the startled look that settled across his features; his grip on your wrists faltering for the briefest of seconds.

“Oh, Tamaki…you do, don’t you baby?” You cooed softly as you leaned up to nip at his bottom lip, gasping out when he began to grind himself down against you, making you all too aware of his current problem; able to feel his dick straining to be freed through his sweatpants.

You couldn’t be sure if he’d been hiding it for a while now, or if he had simply liked where things were going, but either way; who were you to judge? He was hard and you were loving this new confession of his. You couldn’t deny the rush you got from praising him like that, it simply felt right to do.

“How about…we move this to the bedroom and then you ca—” You were cut off by his lips as they came crashing down against your own, stealing your breath away while his hands dropped away from your wrists to make quick work of your clothes; tugging and tearing at them until you were completely naked beneath him. Vulnerable to his hungry gaze. Not that you cared too much, you were loving this side of Tamaki and you were making a mental note to stir this kind of behaviour next time as well.

“Mm…Tamaki~” You moaned out his name quietly as he began to make his way down your body, trailing kisses and gentle bites over your sensitive skin as he went; right up until his mouth closed around your clit, his hot tongue swirling teasing circles around it and making your hips buck down harshly. Desperate for more of the feeling.

You hummed out in pleasure as you leaned back into the couch, tangling your fingers into his messy hair and giving a firm tug; it was hard to believe how quickly you had gotten yourself into the situation when mere minutes ago, you were watching a movie peacefully.

“Ahh, that’s it baby, keep using your tongue, just like that…” You closed your eyes as you moaned out the instruction, pulling his hair firmly while his hands moved to grip at your thighs; dragging your body closer to him while he teased your clit without mercy. It was strange how dominant he was being when he craved your praise, but you didn’t particularly want to focus on the little details at the moment, instead you would try praising him about what a good job he was doing; after all, there was no harm in seeing what would happen if you did.

“That feels so good Tamaki…you couldn’t wait for the bedroom, huh? That’s okay, just keep going” You gasped out when Tamaki moved his head, his tongue thrusting deep inside of you and making your hips buck from the sudden feeling.

You were barely given a chance to recover from the sudden change when Tamaki’s fingers moved to tease your clit, flicking against it in order to make up for the lack of his tongue. The worst part was that it felt amazing, it was completely and utterly unfair.

All of his attention was on you and yet you were certain that his erection would end up painfully unattended.

“Ah, Tama—ah!”

You cried out as he continued to pleasure you, not giving you even a moment to catch your breath while he watched your pleasure-ridden form with a curious and hungry gaze; what was really strange though, was that Tamaki hadn’t actually done this before. At least, not to the extent that you were currently experiencing.

Usually, you would notice his hesitance and simply move on to pleasing him until he got to the stage where he could fuck you without any of his anxieties eating away at him. Today, that didn’t seem to be a problem.

“Fuck, Tamaki…your tongue feels so good!” You whimpered out loudly as your cheeks burned with embarrassment, not quite used to saying such things to him directly; though with how thorough he was being, you wouldn’t feel that way for much longer.

You could already feel the pleasure building up inside of you and it looked like Tamaki was also aware of just how close you were to orgasm. It didn’t help that you were practically grinding yourself down against his mouth; unfortunately, though, you couldn’t stop yourself. It felt too good. His mouth felt too good.

“Tamaki, please…please don’t stop, okay? It feels so good…you’re doing such a good job” You moaned out loudly, arching your back while he hummed in response, his tongue never stopping as your orgasm approached rapidly, until suddenly; you were screaming out his name and tugging at his hair to help cope with the heavy waves of pleasure that washed over you unforgivingly. Leaving you a breathless, whimpering mess beneath the love of your life.

“Did that feel good bunny?” Tamaki questioned quietly, slowly sitting up from between your legs and licking his lips clean of your orgasm; his hungry gaze glued to your trembling form. It seemed like you were both surprised that he was able to get such a reaction from you without fucking you senseless, but one thing was certain; you loved it.

“Yes, god…yes baby, it felt so good Tamaki. You were amazing” You breathed out, reaching up to brush your fingers over his saliva covered lips, the very sight of him leaving you aching for more of him.

“Come on, we’re going to the bedroom this time” You paused, slowly moving to sit up while flashing Tamaki a wicked grin; mischief flashing through your eyes and making him gulp nervously in response.

“I’m gonna treat you so good Tamaki, I wanna make you feel just as good! I want to hear you moan my name~” You teased him softly, pressing your lips to his before moving to rise to your feet carefully, ready to make the journey to the bedroom; even if it was going to be a shaky, unbalanced trip.

Tamaki had done wonders with his mouth and now you had to return the favour, it was only fair and you wouldn’t be able to forgive yourself if you didn’t make him feel that kind of pleasure too.

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weallsimpfordabi · 5 years ago

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Switching Sides (Part One)

Find the other parts here

A/N: ahh I’m so excited to share this with you guys 🥺 I hope you enjoy it!

Pairing: Dabi x Reader, Ex!Bakugou x Reader

Word Count: 1,652

Warnings: Kidnapping, cursing, choking, mentions of death, threats, angst, Dabi being Dabi

Tag List: @platinumbelle @sweet-bunny-writing @bunbunsblog

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“Well, well, look what the cat dragged in.” Dabi’s deep voice called out as his long legs started to carry him towards you. You were frozen in place, fists clenched. You weren’t sure if it was fear or shock, but either way, your feet were planted to the ground, keeping you in place. His footsteps got closer, and you could only muster up the courage to look into his almost electric blue eyes. He smirked, reaching his hand out to your face. You flinched, turning your head away, but he grabbed your chin and forced you to look at him once again. “Poor little kitten, already terrified before the fun even begins? What a pathetic hero you are.”

“Dabi, we don’t have time for this. Since she’s here, the pros are probably on their way. We have to move. Get rid of her and come on.” A harsh tone hurried him, but Dabi just raised his free hand to hush the other villain, keeping your chin in his grasp with the other. His eyes dropped down to your shirt, something seeming to catch his eye as his eyebrow raised.

“You know, Kurogiri, she could be useful.” He leaned in close, eyes scanning your face before locking gazes with you again. “What do you say, doll face? Wanna help us? Or do you wanna die and take all of your friends with you?” He chuckled before grabbing your wrist tightly, spinning you around and clasping his hand over your lips to keep you quiet before you even had a chance to speak. He dragged you towards the warp gate that had been made, his breath heavy with excitement in your ear.

Your stomach twisted with nausea as your body was transported to what you assumed was their headquarters. Dabi sat you on the couch in the corner of the room, unbuckling his white belt. You watched with wide eyes as he just stared you down, the belt slapping lightly against each loop it slowly passed through.

“Don’t worry, it’s just to keep you quiet, kitten.” He chuckled as he squatted down in front of you, wrapping his belt around your face, effectively turning it into a gag. You just watched as he looked over you, something dark taking over his eyes. “You look pretty with my belt in your mouth.” He tucked some hair behind your ear, and you flinched away. A growl bubbled up his throat, his hand finding its way around your neck. “Don’t fight me, baby doll, you’ll lose.”

“Dabi! You mind explaining why there’s a hero in our hideout?” A blue haired man, covered in hands appeared. You looked over, your heart dropping. You knew exactly who this was. You had seen the aftermath of his trials, almost completely destroying Kamino. You also knew that he had cut off the arms of the Yakuza leader of Shie Hassaikai, Overhaul.

“Shiggy, don’t worry so much.” Dabi spun around on his heels, his back now facing you as Shigaraki kept his exposed red eyes on you. “She overheard Kurogiri and I talking about our plans. I could have killed her, but then we wouldn’t have the leverage we need.”

“Leverage?” Shigaraki tore his eyes away from you, looking at Dabi with a glare that sent a shiver down your spine. “We don’t need leverage, Dabi, we already have a plan. Don’t forget your place in our organization.” As he spoke, he started towards you. “If you won’t get rid of her, I will.” His hand reached out to you, your squirms quickly becoming desperate scrambles for escape. You knew his quirk, and you could feel the fatality of his touch as he got closer.

“Don’t, no one touches her except me.” His voice got deeper, as if the other man had taken something that was his. He changed his tone almost immediately, his dark eyes lighting back up as quickly as they had dimmed before. “Shigaraki, trust me on this. She goes to UA, look at her uniform.” They both took a glance, and that seemed to interest the red eyed man. “We could use her, get inside information.” You made a noise in protest, trying to argue with them. You could never betray your friends and the teachers you held so dear to you. You shook your head, glaring at the men towering over you. Dabi sighed, working the belt off of your face.

“Be nice, kitten, or we’ll have to use this belt for something else.” He sent a smirk your way before putting his belt back on, Shigaraki shaking his head and sighing.

“Are you sure this is a plan to get intel and not some weird sexual fantasy you have?” Dabi looked over at his colleague, rolling his eyes lazily.

“I’m not helping you.” You tried to project your voice, remembering what your mentors had taught you before. You always had to at least seem brave, even if you’re terrified. Dabi hummed, crossing his arms.

“I don’t think you understand the position you’ve been put in.” He crouched down in front of you, his black painted nails resting on his bent knees. “See, you have a way in to get the information we’ve been trying to get for a while.” His hand ran up your thigh, making you jump. He looked up at your face, holding back the smug smile he wanted to let free. “And we have the power to make sure that everyone you’ve ever loved and cared about dies in a horrible, burning, decaying death.” His hand continued up your body, the surprisingly soft skin of his palm tracing up your arm. “What do you say, sweetheart? We have a deal?” His hand stopped at your shoulder, his fingertips digging into the skin hard enough to make you wince. You shook your head, keeping your chin high.

“There’s no way in hell I’m gonna be a mole for the League of Villains. I’d rather die than help you.” His brows furrowed, anger taking over his features. His hand, in one swift motion, grabbed your throat and squeezed with an impressive amount of force. He stood just as quickly, your body being pulled up with him. His face was suddenly uncomfortably close to yours, his warm pants moving your hair with every breath. Your eyes widened, pure fear numbing your body. You started struggling to breathe, choking gasps the only thing you could muster.

“Let me make this perfectly clear. You’re gonna help us, you know why?” He smiled wickedly, the look in your eyes making him feel more powerful than he had in a long time. “Because if you don’t, I will make sure that everyone you know dies. I’ll even make you watch as they burn to death. So, are you absolutely sure about your answer? You can change it now and I’ll let go.” You could feel your head spin, black starting to slowly take over your vision. You tried to pull his large hand off of your throat, but to no avail. You knew you needed to answer soon unless you wanted to pass out with them around. You nodded, wheezing out that you would help.

You were let go of, your body immediately crashing against the ground. You took a few deep breaths, coughing in between as your vision slowly returned to normal. You looked up at Dabi, your breath still a little shaky. As hard as you tried, you couldn’t stop your hands from trembling. Of all the years you had patrolled and even fought against strong villains, this one had you terrified. You heard a low chuckle vibrate his throat as he took a short stride towards you. He crouched down again, leaning in so his nose was less than an inch away and his insanely bright eyes were boring deep into your soul.

“Aww, what’s wrong, kitten? You scared of me?” He smirked deviously as he straightened his back, helping you up and lifting your chin so the gaze you two shared never strayed. “Don’t get scared now. We’re just getting started, baby.”

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You had gotten back to the dorms around eleven at night. You felt as if your brain had been deep fried as you stumbled through your door. You weren’t really sure where you were going, but your body seemed to know exactly where to go. After a few minutes of aimlessly wandering, you found yourself in front of your ex boyfriend’s, Katsuki’s door. You knocked gently, hoping he was awake. You heard cluttering before the door opened, Bakugou squinting at you.

“Y/N/N? Where the hell have you been? You know you aren’t supposed to be out after curfew, idiot.” He blinked, rubbing his eyes before taking your appearance in again. He then got a worried look, opening the door wider. “C-Come in, hurry before someone sees you.” He helped you inside, sitting you down on the edge of the bed as he searched for spare clothes for you to wear. Luckily you left some of your own from a few months ago when you two had broken up and you “moved out” of his room. He handed you your clothes, turning away so you could change.

Once you were done, he tucked you in to the bed, wrapping his toned arm around you. “You don’t have to talk, Y/N. Just don’t tell anyone I let you sleep in here.” You nodded, closing your eyes as you instinctively cuddled into him. Your body was shaking as the events from the day replayed in your head. The plan they had told you to follow was almost impossible to keep a secret. But you didn’t want to think about it even more than you already knew you would. For now, you just wanted to sleep in Katsuki’s arms. You had no idea it would be the safest you would feel for a long time.

#x reader #dabi my hero academia #mha #my hero academia x reader #dabi x reader #dabi x y/n #dabi x you #smut #angst #dabi is touya #x you #x y/n #anime #fluff #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x you

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daffodildazaiwrites · 5 years ago

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Day 5 // Corruption

Pairing: Fyodor Dostoevsky x fem!reader

Genre: Pure sin (obviously)

Word Count: 992

A/N: I know I’m not posting daily but I’m still going to title them day by day xD so welcome to (not so much tho) day 5! This was fun to write so I hope you guys enjoy it!

Commissions | Ko-Fi

So sweet, Fyodor thought as he watched you gazing upon his collection of books, so sweet and innocent.

He wanted to make you his in the most violent way possible, he wanted to teach you things about yourself that you couldn’t possibly know, he wanted to watch you wither under him and beg for his cock. He wanted to shred you of every ounce of innocence that you had.

Today he would make that wish come true.

Returning to the living room Fyodor sat on the couch and eagerly pulled you to sit on his lap, you gasped as you fell. His hands started to roam all over your body, caressing and squeezing every inch of you as he did so. Shivering, you felt yourself starting to get flustered. Slightly turning your head you tried to see a glimpse of him only to notice that he was staring back at you, his purple eyes sparkling with mischief.

“What...what are you do-?”

“Have you ever been touched like this y/n?” he asked, regarding your question.

Your lips trembled as you replied to him with silence. Fyodor clicked his tongue and his hands traveled up to your breasts, he squeezed the tender mounds coaxing a soft moan out of you.

“Answer me.” he whispered.

“N-No.” you stuttered.

A soft chuckle followed your answer, Fyodor placed his lips on your neck muttering a “good” against your burning skin. The way you tried to hold in your delicious moans turned him on further, by the end of tonight he would have you screaming and begging for his cock. He would destroy the sweet facade you pulled off so well.

With one hand he continued to knead your breasts, with the other he pulled up your skirt and slid your underwear to the side, he could feel you tensing up with his touch but frankly, he didn’t give a damn.

He snuck a finger between your folds and felt how wet you were for him, humming happily he grazed your clit. You let out a shaky breath as your cunt throbbed.

“Fyodor...I...this is embarrassing.”

“Don’t worry,” he replied, his fingers now rubbing circles around your sensitive nub. “I’ll make you forget about your foolish thoughts soon.”

He was a man of his word. Your body trembled as he rolled your clit between his thumb and forefinger, his other hand joined and he slid two fingers inside of you with ease. Scissoring his fingers inside of you the lewd noises echoing from your pussy made you even slicker. You were a flame and Fyodor was very good at being the gasoline.

Your moans gradually became louder, Fyodor continued to pinch,pull and roll your clit as he thrusted his two fingers in and out of you. You threw your head back and taking this opportunity he pressed his lips against your flushed neck, he left open mouthed kisses on your tender skin. You hissed when you felt teeth digging into your skin, Fyodor was quick to ease the pain and sucked on the mark he had made.

Instinctively you started to move your hips so you could match the thrusting of his fingers. Your mind felt numb, this was a type of pleasure you had never felt before, you craved more, you craved it so much that it almost made you cry.

You whined when he slowed down his thrusts and licked your neck as he lazily played with your clit.

“Do you want more?” he asked already knowing the answer.

You nodded and as a response he clicked his tongue disapprovingly.

“Tell me.”

“I...I want more.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“I...ahh...I don’t know Fyodor, please.” you begged your voice trembling.

You immediately regret not thinking about your answer further because he pulled out his slender fingers and stopped playing with your clit. He pushed you to the side so that you were sitting on the couch, he stood up and towered over you. Raising an eyebrow you gave him a puzzled look, a sinister smile stretched across his lips like the cheshire cat.

“If you can’t tell me, show me.”

Your eyes widened at that. How on earth were you supposed to show him? He was watching you as if you were his prey and in that moment you actually felt like that. You swallowed as you tentatively spread your legs, your heart pounded as he continued to watch you, his purple eyes nor glued to your very visible pussy.

“Good,” he hummed. “Now show me what you want me to do.”

Averting your eyes you touched your clit with the tip of your fingers and with your other hand you mimicked what he was doing to you earlier, you slid a finger into you and took in a sharp breath.

Somehow him watching you turned you on even more.

Slowly you pushed your fingers in and out of you and played with your clit, your whole body felt ablaze as you finally fixated your eyes on to him. His gaze was glued to you, it was clear that he was enjoying the show. Your glance shifted down only to see the bulge in his pants, licking your lips you spread your legs further and stared at him with half lidded eyes.

“Fyodor,” you moaned. “Please I want you.”

That seemed to snap him out of it, with a groan he lunged forward and moved your hand. He captured your lips in a violent kiss and your teeth crashed together. He shoved his finger so deep into you that you screamed into the kiss. He was devouring you and you were loving it.

When he parted away from you a string of saliva continued to connect your lips, you were breathless.

“Don’t worry,” he said, his voice low. “I’m going to fuck you so many times that you’re going to forget your own name.”

#sinovember #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #fyodor x reader #lemon #demonetized #corruption #fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #fyodor dostoyevsky x reader #bungou stray dogs

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wwilloww · 5 years ago

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cliff diving pt. 2 | kth

CLIFF DIVING (m) | KTH 2 OF 3

genre: fluff. smut. nonidol!au. camping!au.

pairings: Taehyung | Reader

rating: 18+. NSFW. Explicit.

word count: 5.8k

warnings: cursing. talk of sex. skinny dipping. spooning. grinding. dirty talk.

summary: Every year as soon as the weather warms up, your friends haul ass out of the city to the mountains where you camp and hike in the shadow of giant rocks and ancient evergreens—and now apparently jump off of cliffs for fun. This time, an innocent round of truth or dare inspires you and Tae to play a mischievous game without getting caught by your friends.

a/n: ahh I had so much fun writing this chapter. If you liked it, please let me know! And if you want to be added to the tag list, leave a comment and you’ll be notified as soon as the finale is published!

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“Ah, shit,” Jimin curses, wiping his brow and stepping back to examine his hard work. “I think I grabbed the wrong tent on my way out. It seems too small.”

Jungkook is holding the tent bag. “It says it’s a five-person. But we know that’s never quite enough to fit daddy long legs over here.” Jungkook nods at Tae.

“We’ll squeeze,” Jin adds, unaffected, already unloading the sleeping bags from the car.

And you do. With your bellies full of s’mores and limbs tired from a long day in the sun, you’re all ready to crash. Tae and Jin each take an edge. Within ten minutes of climbing into the warm shelter, Jungkook is passed out on his back and sprawled half-in, half-out of his sleeping bag in a fashion that leaves the rest of you to sleep on your sides, squeezed like sardines. Jimin slides easily into the small space between Jungkook and Jin, throwing an arm languidly over Jungkook's snoring form.

You’re the last one to enter the tent. Taehyung smiles sleepily at you, patting the remaining spot between him and Jungkook. You smile shyly back at him, before turning away from the boys to slip out of your shirt and into an extra-large sleep shirt and shorts. You’ve done this a million times before: changing in front of them before a night out or when one of them decides to crash at your place. And yet, you find yourself covering your chest in a poor exercise of modesty and ducking your head as you crawl onto the sleeping mat in between Taehyung and Jungkook.

After the events of the day and this strange burning feeling you get every time you’re around Taehyung, you feel an uncomfortable mix of tension and excitement. You curl up into the smallest space that you can, facing away from Tae.

It seems like forever. The night drags on and snores rise up from your friends. But all you can think of is the small space of air between you and the long-limbed man behind you. There’s an unnamable energy that flows within the empty space, sending tingles down your spine.

It’s a while before you fall asleep, but as do, you can almost imagine rough fingerpads ghosting against your skin.

When you wake, there’s a crick in your neck, half of Jungkook’s body thrown over your leg, and one of Taehyung’s arms sprawled across your chest. When you try to untangle yourself from your friends, there’s a sharp pain in your scalp and you look down to find Taehyung’s fingers twisted into your hair.

“Ow.” You throw your head back on your makeshift pillow, attempting to push the two men off you. You manage to tip Jungkook off of you and he grunts, rolls over to his side, and quickly falls back asleep. Taehyung, on the other hand, is a notoriously heavy sleeper.

“Tae,” you groan, shoving your palm into his face. He groans and smacks his lips together, but doesn’t move any more than that. “Tae,” you hiss, shoving him again.

His eyes pop open and he turns to look at you. As he takes in your flustered look and his hand tangled in your hair his eyes widen.

“Oh-oh shit.” He does his best to release your hair from his grasp, in the meantime snagging several hairs. You wince. Once he’s freed, he brings the other hand up to smooth over your head. “Sorry,” he murmurs, patting your head.

“‘S okay.” You smile gently up at him.

His gaze traces your features, a little sleep-puffed, but still beautiful. Your eyelashes flutter sleepily and your cheeks and nose are reddened from the cold--and your hair, tangled, and spread out across your pillow, and perfect. He finds a smile creeping across his face.

“What are you looking at?”

“You,” he answers honestly. Your lips twitch in amusement.

“Okay.” You can’t help the grin that spreads across your face as the word slips out.

Taehyung doesn’t touch you. Not all morning.

His gaze continues to flicker over to you as you hike. He helps you haul equipment in the morning and is your shadow as you prepare lunch. He doesn’t touch you, at least, not until you ask him to help spread the sunscreen onto your shoulder blades and back. His fingers linger a moment too long as he slathers your back in just a little too much of the white paste, but then his touch is gone, snatched away as if he had remembered something.

After an adventure-filled morning and a late lunch, the others head out to scope out some new climbing spots, leaving you and Tae alone at the campsite.

“There’s only one left!” you call over your shoulder. You are bent over the cooler, the ice quickly melting underneath the summer sun. “And we better eat it soon before it melts!”

Taehyung waves. “Eh, you have it. I’m still full from lunch.”

You beam at him and grab the popsicle out of the cooler, unpeeling it and carefully climbing up the boulder to where Tae is sprawled on his back, overlooking the small lake where your friends have set up camp for the week. He makes room for you as you reach the top, patting the spot beside him.

“You sure you don’t want it?” you tease, waving it under his nose. You slide a little closer to him, and he pulls away slightly, leaving a friendly distance between you two.

“I’m sure.”

“Alrighty! More for me!”

He watches you bite down on the popsicle, your lips rounding perfectly around the tip of the dessert. What would it be like if those pink, plump lips were wrapped around his—What the hell is wrong with me? He shakes his head, as if by doing so he can physically dispel the obscene images swilling through his mind. He doesn’t want to think about these kinds of things. He doesn’t want to tread over that invisible barrier between friendship and… whatever lays on the other side of that, not when he’s entirely unsure of where you stand.

Still, he can behave.

He brings himself back to you, back to your words and the way you beam and glow underneath the summer sun. He loves the way you talk when you’re excited. When you detail your most recent passion, your eyes always seem to drift somewhere far away and your hands fly around animatedly. It’s contagious. As much as he’s falling into the world you describe to him, still, god, still, his eyes are drawn to your lips where a drop of melted popsicle has collected.

“You—you have—,”

He reaches out to wipe the pink juice from your lips and before he knows it, his thumb is pressed deliciously to the corner of your lips. You stop in the middle of your sentence, eyes widening up at him.

He glides his hand away from your slack mouth and before he can consider the consequences of his actions, pops the edge of his thumb into his own mouth, sucking off the drop of sweet juice. A red flush starts to creep up your cheeks.

“God, sorry.” He runs his hand through his hair, unable to look at you. “That was weird.”

Your next inhale seems oddly loud, and the two of you are both aware that you’re both holding your breath.

“Ah,” you finally giggle, breaking out of your shock. The blush still hangs heavy on your round cheeks. “No, it’s kind of sweet.”

He sends a tight smile your way but still won’t meet your eyes.

You desperately search for anything to say to him, to break the horrible silence hanging between the two of you.

“Haveyouever beenina friends with benefits relationship?” you spurt.

Oh no, you think. Not the right question. Nope. Not after all that.

The blush on your cheeks lights anew.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I have,” he responds slowly, looking over to your shocked state. He gives you a light shove, hoping you chill out. “Didn’t last long though.”

“Why not?”

Stop. Stop asking these questions.

Despite the anxiety that rises in you, he answers your question without hesitation.

“Ah, she couldn’t withstand my ethereal beauty and got attached,” he says dramatically before laughing light-heartedly. “Nah, actually it was more than that. We were young. Things got messy, fast.” He shrugs.

You nod sagely, as if you understand—despite never having stood in his shoes.

“What about you?” Taehyung's deep voice breaks through your thoughts.

“Hm?”

“Have you ever been in a friends with benefits relationship?”

“Ah—uh, no, not really.”

“Why’s that?”

“Never really came about.” You fiddle with the popsicle stick in your hands, using it to trace random patterns on your legs.

Taehyung follows the swirls you trace, entranced by the small white trail that follows the pressure of the wood before disappearing into the soft flesh of your thigh. Is this the way your skin reacted last night, under his fingers? He gulps and pulls his gaze back to yours.

“What?” you ask.

Let me trace those patterns for you, let me press those pretty lips to my own, let me see you wrap them around my—

You search the incomprehensible look in his eyes, as he’s still not answering you. He’s just… he’s just staring at you, mouth hanging slightly open and still, fucking gorgeous.

That night in the tent, sleep teases you. It hovers at the edge of your consciousness, pushed back by the swirling thoughts of the day.

You reach up to graze over the corner of your lips where Taehyung’s thumb rested not so long ago. When you close your eyes, you can almost feel that slight pressure and the distant heat of his touch.

You nuzzle into your pillow, attempting to focus on anything but that. Anything but him. Anything but the thought of him slipping his thumb into your mouth, hooking against your lips, his face nearing and lips slightly pouted—stop.

You are split in half between the fire burning in your abdomen—the one that tells you there’s something there, there’s something to explore between the two of you—and the coldness of the knowledge that you couldn’t handle his rejection. He’s too dear, he’s too precious—the thought of losing him, of messing things up, is greater than the thrill of having him.

“Are you awake?” a low whisper brushes against the nape of your neck. You start at the sensation.

“Mhmm.”

“Are you… okay? You seem tense.”

“‘M fine,” you mumble back.

Taehyung has always been able to read you though, his sharp eyes tracking your every movement and expression. Even with your back turned to him, he knows exactly the face you’re making with your shoulders pushed all the way up to your ears.

You’re hiding from something.

“Come ‘ere.”

His arm snakes around your waist and pulls you flush against his body. The smallest of gasps brushes past your lips.

“Just relax,” he murmurs into your ear, his voice now dangerously low because of the proximity. “Is this about yesterday?”

You say nothing.

“Did I disappoint you?”

“What?”

“I know it isn’t ideal to be put in a position to pick between your friends, especially for something so… intimate… and I know I’m not your ideal choice, but—”

“That’s not it,” you flatline. “Not it at all.”

The two of you are quiet.

“I don’t think you could ever disappoint me,” you say softly.

Oh, Taehyung thinks. OH.

“So you’re saying… you would like to—” Taehung grins against your neck.

“Never said that.”

“But you also didn’t, not say it either.”

When you don’t reply, he brings his hand up to trace along the thin line of skin between your raggedy t-shirt and shorts, chuckling as you jump at the touch.

“Shut up,” you hiss, more in response to what you know he’s thinking than what he’s just said.

Gotcha, he smirks. Just this little touch has raised goosebumps on your skin, despite the warmth of the tent. It all makes sense. Your tenseness, your silence, your wide gaze wasn’t that of confusion or discomfort—it was one of want. But why are you holding back from me?

“You know, when I said that it could be worse, I wasn’t lying. I could do a lot worse than you.”

“Go to sleep, Tae,” you say, but he can see the blush creeping up the side of your face.

“Are you sure you want me to?” His hand sneaks under the edge of your t-shirt, palm flattening against your side. You would be lying if you said that you didn’t enjoy this: Tae pressed so tightly against you, his hands wandering your body as if they belong there.

Your usual response is to pull away from this kind of pleasure. And you should. Especially from Taehyung: your friend, the cold voice in your head reprimands you.

But there’s a new voice alongside that one, the same one that whispers jump.

Something snaps in you.

You want this. There’s no denying that. You want his hands all over you, underneath your shirt, dipping underneath the band of your shorts. Wherever they go, you’ll follow.

You take a deep breath and release it, slowly. Closing your eyes, you slide your hand up your thigh until it rests atop his wrist. Without fully interlacing your fingers, you allow your fingers to slip between his, guiding his hand even further up.

He freezes.

“Tell me to stop,” you breathe, twisting your head back. It’s an invitation, an out—not an order.

He extracts his hand from yours to better trace intricate patterns against your flushing skin, knowing your face is flushing with the delicate attention. He draws his name on your skin.

With a sudden burst of confidence, you push your back against him. A small gasp slips out as you understand what’s resting against you: his hard cock.

You can feel his bulge press against your ass and when he moves to nudge away from you, you push your hips back, slowly trying to feel him against you again.

“Fuck,” he hisses when you roll your hips as if you’re readjusting. “Are you trying to kill me, woman?”

You feign innocence.

“What? What did I do?” you breathe, adding a beautifully executed note of concern to your voice. The thrill that rushes up your spine when his grip tightens around your arm makes it all worth it. “I’m just trying to get comfortable.”

You wouldn’t necessarily consider this comfortable, your ass pressed against his quickly hardening cock. The warmth and comforting presence of his body wrapped around yours, yes, you would consider that comfortable. But the growing ache in the valley of your belly—there is nothing comfortable about that.

“You know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?”

“Hmm,” you hum.

He nudges your hair away from your neck and breathes your name against your skin. “Before, I—,”

“I don’t know what the hell you’re doing but go the fuck to sleep,” Jin hisses from the other side of the tent.

You clasp your hand over your mouth, holding back your gasp of embarrassment. You can feel Tae shaking against your back, holding back laughter.

“Okay,” Tae whispers back to Jin.

His grip tightens around you and in the warmth of his arms, it’s not long before both of you are drifting off into sleep.

When you wake the sun has just started to peek above the horizon, casting a pink glow over the mountains. That crisp predawn chill still threads through the air, cutting through the thin lining of the tent and reddening your nose. But you’re surprisingly warm.

Tae is wrapped around you, but you don’t want to move. His warmth pulls you somewhere safe and secure. The feeling of his arms wrapped around you paints you in a glow that you can’t quite put a finger on. It’s effortless as you allow yourself to slip into it.

As your eyes grow heavy again, you reach down and wrap your hand around his wrist, tugging weakly.

“Tae, we should move,” you whisper. “The others…”

But he just tightens his grip and nuzzles your neck and soon your eyes are fluttering shut again, drawing you back to that easy, sweet place as you try—and fail—to write a mental note that quickly dissolves into sleep.

The next thing you know, your eyes are blinking open again, foggy with sleep. When they finally focus, you find dark, deep bunny eyes staring unwaveringly at you.

Jungkook. He’s got his head propped up on his elbow and he’s grinning at you.

“Shit,” you gasp, remembering where you. Who you are. You immediately try to untangle yourself from Tae. Since you were last awake, he’s nestled his nose into your neck and has somehow wrapped both of his arms around your torso, pulling you tightly against him. As you disentangle yourself from him, he groans and tries to pull you closer.

“Tae,” you hiss. “Let me go.”

Tae’s eyes finally pop open to find Jungkook staring at the pair with a frown on his face.

“y/n is such a cuddle whore.” He pouts. “Next time, come cuddle with me. I’m not a bony noodle-like Tae is. I do it better.” He winks.

“Fuck off,” Tae groans, flopping away from you and onto his back.

Today the group splits up.

Tae and Jungkook head off to hike while you, Jimin, and Jin split off from the rest to tackle some of the bouldering routes they scouted the day before.

This height feels different to you than that of the cliff. There’s a thrill in the ache of the challenge. You love the way you are entirely in your body as you scale the rock. In a way, it quiets the ricocheting thoughts of Tae, the spiraling sensation of his body wrapped around yours all night. You’re the last to pull yourself to the top and you quickly plop yourself in the center of the boys as they cheer you on.

“You’re awfully quiet today,” Jin says, passing you a bottle of water as you sit atop the rock, looking down on a slope of evergreens. “What’s going on in that big, sexy brain of yours?”

You giggle at his phrasing. “Nothing much. Just stuck in my head a little.”

Jimin watches your expression carefully.

“Someone stuck in your head?” he asks slowly.

“No?” Jimin and Jin exchange glances, but say nothing. “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it,” you smile sheepishly.

For the rest of the day, you push yourself hard, scaling the routes faster than ever, faster than either Jin or Jimin.

By the time you all return to the campsite from your separate adventures, laughing, a little sunburnt, and covered in dirt, you’re ready for a distraction. It’s getting dark and your muscles ache from pushing just a little too hard. You’re tired. Tired of the stirring in your chest. Tired of trying to unravel Taehyung’s indecipherable stares while your heart flutters endlessly. Excessively.

After you all head down to the shore to wash up after the long day, you help Jin with dinner. He’s always had a special touch in the kitchen, and even with the limitations of the great outdoors he manages to transform the campfire griddle into a Michelin star kitchen. Gratefully, you accept his instructions to stick to washing and chopping vegetables while he absent-mindedly flutters about the make-shift kitchen stirring and tasting and measuring. To him, this kind of magic is second nature.

Dinner is exquisite, as anticipated. You groan obscenely when the stew he's thrown together hits your tongue.

"Jin, you've done it again."

The chef blushes heartily from the praise, always a sucker for compliments.

You lean over to Jin, who’s sitting right beside you to pat him on the shoulder—but when you look over at Taehyung across the fire, his spoon is frozen halfway between his bowl and his mouth, jaw hanging open. As your eyes meet, he collects himself and throws a wink your way. You quickly look back down to your bowl, spooning more of the soupy goodness into your mouth.

You finish the meal in silence, a sign of a good, long day. Or sprouting, unreadable confusion.

Once the bowls are empty and the food is cleaned up and put away you return to the fire where you slump in your camp chair. The sound of the gentle lapping of lake waves and crickets stringing their song in the chilled air fills your head. Brings you some semblance of peace.

A peace which is very quickly broken by Jimin sprinting out of the tent wearing only his swim trunks.

"We're going swimming!" he commands, pulling you out of your chair and shoving you towards the tent to change. You laugh, never one to turn down a dip in the water. "Give the lady some privacy and then I expect every single one of you in your swimsuits and splashing in that divine lake.”

“But—it’s night time?” Jin says.

“All the better,” Jimin replies.

You laugh, hearing Jin's protests and Jungkook's excited chatter. Your heart swells with affection for your beautiful friends. Even with this new, uncanny twist of luck with the introduction of butterflies around Tae, you still feel a hard edge rise in your chest when you think about risking the friendships that have so unwaveringly supported you all these years. These people are your heart. They comprise the unending list of delights and joys that pepper your life.

It's silly, truly, to risk that all for the tension between your legs. Or the thing fluttering in your chest.

You quickly change into your bathing suit and rush out of the tent to meet Jimin in the water. He grabs your hand as you step tentatively into the cold water.

"Shit, that's freezing," you hiss.

"It's better once you're all the way in," Jimin reassures, tugging you deeper into the sun-warmed water.

He's right. Once you've gone in deep enough to duck your head under the water, it feels as if a switch is flicked.

The water surrounds you—soft, warm, reassuring.

You've always felt most comfortable in the water. There was something about the way it lifted the tension out of your bones and soothed your mind, as if when you submerged yourself within it you became connected to something larger. Larger than just you, your individuality, your problems.

Even the burning tension in your stomach that rises at the mere thought of Taehyung seems soothed by the darkness of the lake. You take a deep breath and flop belly up to float on the surface, fascinated by the split in sensation between the sharp, arid air and soft, cradling water.

The rest of the group joins you in the water, floating and splashing around. Jungkook is the last to join you, waddling to the edge of the water will a full donut inner tube and floaties.

It’s easy to fall into them. Into their crack-head humor and constant energy and endless affection. And if it weren’t for Taehyung’s lingering gaze, you could almost imagine all the events of the past twenty-four hours never happened. That you hadn’t backed yourself against the edge of some unknowable cliff in your friendship by calling out his name, by letting him wrap himself around you last night, by letting his gaze linger like this, letting it put a fiery brush to your cheeks.

How quickly you would come undone for him.

You snap out of your thoughts only to find that your gaze has been rooted on him the whole time. And his on you.

He sends you a wink and you almost scream in frustration. As much as you want to wink back this unrooted, ungrounded worry eats at you.

“Think I can make it all the way to the other bank?” you blurt out, suddenly feeling the need to shake out the feelings that are building up in your body.

“I hope you’re not expecting us to join you,” Jimin said as he floats languidly on his back.

“Nope, just need to move. See ya on the other side.” You blow an eyebrow-raised Jin a kiss and push off into the water. The water gets a little colder as you swim further out, and the chill starts to numb you, pushing out those burning, disastrous thoughts that—

“Hey! Hold up! I’m coming!” you hear an all too lovely voice call out from behind you.

So much for an escape. Well, if he’s going to be this way, you might as well push it.

“I’ll race you!” you yell over your shoulder. You kick off into the dark water. Taehyung grins and swims after your quickly disappearing figure.

The wind has died down from earlier and there’s little resistance as you glide forward, paddling sleekly through the water. With the darkness of the night, the water looks like the darkest of inks before you, a darkness only broken by threads of glossy silver moonlight on the ripples of the surface. You could be paddling through a painting for all you know.

Unfortunately for you, the splashing from behind you is getting louder—and closer.

You throw all of your energy into your stroke, the fire of exertion burning through you, cleansing you. Just as you’re finally nearing the opposite shore, something slimy slides up your leg and wraps around your thigh.

You scream bloody murder.

You shake your leg frantically, trying to get whatever the hell it is that is trying to eat you off of your fucking leg. You continue to splash and kick—until your foot hits something hard. There’s a loud splash immediately behind you and then a sharp, “Fuck!”

You whirl around to see Taehyung, clutching his face, one hand still holding onto a long green and slimy lake plant.

“Oh no, no, no,” you quickly swim over to him, trying to pry his hands away from his face. “Tae, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know!”

He peeks out between his hands, a grin slowly spreading across his face.

“Gotcha.”

He’s fine. Your jaw drops and your concern quickly morphs into anger as you beat against his bare chest with clenched fists.

“Kim Taehyung! How dare you scare me like that!”

“Ow, ow!” He groans as he tries to pull you to where the water is shallow enough to stand, wrestling you around in the process so that your back is pressed against his torso and he’s got his arms crossed over your chest, capturing your wrists in a makeshift straight jacket.

“You know I have an irrational fear of lake monsters and you fucking used it against me!”

“Chill! Hey… just chill.” Taehyung cackles despite trying to soothe you. “I’m sorry, but oh my god your scream! You would have thought someone was trying to murder you.”

“You, you were trying to murder me!” you snap, squirming against his hold.

He’s still laughing, his voice echoing loudly around the lake, his chest shaking against your back.

“Ah! Tae, let me go.” You try to wiggle out of his grasp by dropping your weight and swimming underneath his arms, but in the process untie the thin straps of your swim top.

You don’t even realize it until you’ve re-emerged from the water and the cold air hits your chest.

“Oh shit,” the two of you intone.

Taehyung stays cool but immediately averts his gaze and dives below the surface to retrieve your top. It seems like forever before he resurfaces, facing away from you, eyes squeezed shut for the sake of your privacy. He blindly holds out your swimsuit to you.

There’s a moment where you consider pulling his face towards you, asking him to open his eyes to you.

Instead, you mumble a hasty “Thanks,” and turn away to press the material to your chest and re-tie it. Your fingers fumble and you can’t quite keep the material from slipping down. “Ah, Tae?” you ask.

“Yes, darling?” The pet name glides so smoothly off his tongue.

“Can you help me tie this?” You hold the fabric to your chest as you look over your shoulder at him.

“‘Course.” He swims over to you and nimbly ties the strings around your neck and your back, pulling them just tight enough. His fingers linger just a second too long on that final knot. “There, all better,” he pats your shoulders and spins you back around so you’re facing him.

Once you’re facing him though, you both go quiet. He doesn’t take his hands from your waist.

Taehyung is struck by the way the moon seems to slip down your hair, glossy and heavy with lake water. Even your dripping features seem illuminated by the thin light, as if you had captured the night and held it somewhere deep inside you to radiate outwards.

Taehyung has always known you were beautiful. Always admired your strength and your passion and loved your slap-stick humor. But the way you were looking at him now, that same half-smile from earlier gracing your lip— this is a new kind of beauty. One that has nothing to do with the lighting or your features.

His gaze has been resting on your lips for a moment too long.

“Fuck it. Can I—”

You cut him off by pressing your lips to his.

For a moment you both melt into the sensation, allowing your bodies to relax against the other’s. And then his pillow-soft lips are moving against yours and everything seems to move into hyperdrive.

There is an unspoken urgency in your movements. You both press hard, desperate to release the building tension. But instead of allowing it to break and fall away from you, it seems that his lips against yours only adds to it.

He bites down on your lower lip, sucking it into his mouth.

It takes an impossible amount of strength, but you are finally able to move your lips to his cheeks to mumble, softly, “Should we stop?”

He pulls away, searching your face.

“Are you asking me to stop?”

“N-no, I’m not.”

“Good.”

You gasp as he moves his lips to your neck, biting and sucking in the most delightfully painful way.

“But the others—?”

“They can’t even imagine it,” he repeats Jungkook’s words, an edge in his voice. “They’ll be none the wiser.” He loves the thrill of a challenge, of destroying someone’s expectations. But he loves the thrill of holding you here, alone, just his, even more.

“I don’t want to mess anything up,” you say softly, even as your hands come to tangle in his hair.

He pulls back from your neck and tips your chin up so that you’re looking directly at him. “Does this feel like messing up to you?”

You chew on your lip as you think over his question.

“No. It doesn’t. It feels like something else.”

“I agree.” His eyes spark with joy as he leans down to capture your lips again. He wraps his hands around your ass, lifting you just enough so that your legs come to wrap naturally around his waist. You gasp softly as you feel his hardened bulge press against your core.

Gently, you roll your hips against his length and he grunts. Pleasure spikes as the tip of his cock slides against your clit, the thin fabric between you leaving little to the imagination. Slowly, you continue to grind up against you, egged on by the small moans slipping out from him. Hands wrapping even tighter around you,

As he continues kissing you, his hands slide down your spine, tracing each dip and bump, before pressing into the gentle valley of your lower back. Your back arches against the gentle touch. He smirks against your lips, tucking tracing into his back pocket for later.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhmm,” you mumble, trying to chase his lips. But he pulls back, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“You like my cock sliding up against you? Is this what you were thinking about last night—while you were grinding with our friends sleeping right next to you?” You gasp as his teeth nip at your earlobe. “Do you know how hard you left me, that gorgeous ass pressed up against me?”

“N-no,” you gasp as he thrusts against your folds again.

“I bet there’s a part of you that wanted them to wake up and see you like that, my cock between your ass cheeks.”

“No—not like that.”

“No?” he smirks as his hips circle against you, building that singing feeling in your cunt. “Would you have stopped me if I slid those shorts to the side and just--just slipped inside you?” When you don’t answer, he pulls back and waits. “Hm?”

“No, no, I wouldn’t have.” You pull his face back to yours, kissing him fervently as he continues to thrust against you. “I wanted—,”

From the shore, you can hear Jin calling your names and you freeze. His voice sounds so distant, even though he couldn’t be more than a couple hundred feet away. You ignore it and lean into the sensation of Tae’s chilled touch, twirling your fingers into the tangles of his dark hair and pulling him closer.

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want—,” But then Jin’s voice is much closer. Too close. “Shit,” you whisper against Tae’s mouth, sighing.

You ignore the frown that spreads across his face and peel his hands from your body, pushing away from him. You’ve barely just broken apart when Jin comes into view. You paddle quickly towards Jin where he stands in the shallows, still dripping, with a towel and a flashlight. You wince when he shines it directly into your eyes.

“Thank Jesus!” Jin cries. “I thought you drowned! You can’t just scream and then disappear in the dark in the lake and expect me not to b—What the hell are you doing?” he asks, suspiciously eyeing your guilty faces.

“I, uh, we—,” you stumble over your words as you emerge from the water, wrapping your arms around your chilled torso.

“YN lost her top. I was just helping her find it,” Tae flatlined.

“Ah, how very gentlemanly of you,” Jin narrows his eyes at Tae. Jin had always been protective of you, but it felt strange to have his protectiveness directed at one of the members of your own friend group.

Nonetheless, Jin wraps the towel around you and carefully escorts you back to the camp, leaving Tae slack-jawed and covering an unfortunate boner in the shallows.

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euphoricsunflowers · 5 years ago

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thank you - lee hoseok/wonho

sub! lee hoseok x dom! reader

contains: fem! reader, mommy kink, somnophilla(?), wet dreams, degradation, praise, pet names cuz i’m a soft dom (baby, angel, sweetie, love, bunny (obvi it’s wonho)), wonho is a babieeee.

word count: 1.1k

wonho lays curled up into your side like a koala, one of his arms is loosely wrapped around your waist as he sleeps. you absentmindedly play with his hair with one hand and scrolling on your phone with the other.

suddenly, you feel him stir against you slightly. it doesn’t hit you immediately what’s happened, assuming he’s having a nightmare or something. you try to soothe him out of it, until your hand on his chest gives you a reaction you were not expecting: a moan.

“ahh, he’s having a wet dream,” you mumble softly to yourself as to not wake him and ruin the fun, “poor baby, so pathetic and defenseless in this state. i wonder what he’d do if i—”

you experimentally push your leg against him, and he groans loudly, holding onto you tighter and grinding against you hoping to get some kind of relief. you whisper in his ear, “aw, sweetie you’re so cute when you’re desperate.”

he stirs again, slightly gaining consciousness, but still out of it. you keep whispering in his ear, your hot breath on his ear sending shivers down his spine, “tell me, baby, what are you?”

“i’m... yours,” he mumbles, barely able to talk, but it’s not good enough. you snap your knee forward and he cries out from the unexpected feeling.

“do better, baby,”

“i’m yours, mommy!” his voice is husky and dry, and you almost feel bad for the poor boy who just woke up, “i’m your toy to play with! to do whatever you want with!!”

“good boy, good boy.”

“oh please let me cum, please please plea-”

“no,” you murmur against his skin, and he whines. he’d never cum without your permission, but he really was debating breaking your rule and just dealing with the punishment later, “if you wanna cum, then ok, but you have to make me come first.”

“okay! i can do that!” he smiles, and you teasingly smile back. he should have known the game you were playing, but apparently being so desperate for a release makes your little bunny even dumber.

he starts to move his hand down, but you catch it before he can even touch you, “bunny, you know the rules, you gotta ask when you wanna do something.”

“i-i’m sorry, mommy, i really wanna make you cum,”

“i know angel, but you don’t get to touch me tonight.”

“then how am i supposed to-”

“that sounds like your problem, bunny,” you had slowed down your hand against his length, but now that he’s finally starting to understand what’s happening, you’re making it your missing to make him cum quickly.

wonho tends to shake or tremble when he gets close to his high, and having such an obvious cue like that becomes his undoing when you deny him an orgasm, “it’s not that hard baby, all you have to do is make me cum.”

he whines again, “is that all you can do, bunny? uselessly whine for me while not even being able to make me cum?” your words sting a bit, and you can see they do. wonho tends to always put your pleasure above his and not being able to satisfy you is really messing him up.

thankfully, you notice his small pout, “bunny, if you actually put what’s in that empty head of yours to use, you’d quickly notice a way around the rule.”

he raising an eyebrow in confusion, “i-i really don’t know, mommy.”

“c’mon, baby, you can do it. remember: the rule is you can’t touch me. what’s something you can do that doesn’t require you to touch me?” as soon as you finish speaking, his eyes light up, and immediately he lowers himself to pull off your sweatpants, “uh-uh, don’t use your hands, baby.”

he instead opts to pulling at the waistband with his teeth, his nose running along your inner thigh giving you shivers. he normally teases small bit at the beginning, but he’s too horny to even think to do anything but devour you.

wonho knows that even in your blissful state, you’ll notice his hands holding onto your thighs to get a better grip, so he makes sure to keep his hands on the bed, “fuck baby, i’m so close. you’re so incredible, baby, god you’re doing so well.”

and that’s wonho’s greatest pleasure, really. the feeling of turning degredation into praise is a high that he can’t and won’t come down from.

“i’m g-gonna cum, baby, o-oh god—” you barely get out before the incredible feeling washes over you like a wave. wonho keeps his mouth busy but he really could just stop because with the grip you have on his head, you probably wouldn’t notice.

after letting go of his head, finally giving him a chance to breathe, you look up at him with burning eyes, an dark, intense gaze adoring your features. it was always so jarring for him because you were the most sweet and adorable person he’s ever know and you also have a dark and sexy side? what about you isn’t perfect to him? the answer is nothing.

“tell me how much you wanna cum, bunny,”

“please i’d do anything,” he buries his head in the crook of your neck, “i’ll do anything, just please let me cum.”

you smile softly at him, running your hand down his still clothed length, and he chokes out a moan of relief, “ride my thigh, baby.”

his eyes widen at your demand, but he always does as asked. he tries to start slow, but he accidentally snaps his hips forward quickly and the moan he lets out is so angelic that you can’t help but want him to feel this incredible forever.

the denied orgasm only made it easier for the next one to build up in his stomach. he tries to keep pace, but the pleasure gets to be too much and he slows slightly. to make it up for it, and because you’re feeling so nice tonight, you bounce your leg up slightly, “ah! fuck!! fuck please can i cum?”

“of course, bunny.” you murmur, playing with his nipples softly, watching his face contort in pleasure and his mouth drops open as he gasps at the feeling he’ll never get used to. he falls apart on top of you, his weight crashing on you and his hands holding onto your shoulder with a grip that was far too tight to be comfortable.

“thank you, thank you, thank you!!” he yells out and you smile at him. even with his weight crushing you, he was always so cute.

#monsta x #sub monsta x #monsta x wonho #wonho #lee hoseok #shin hoseok #lee hoseok x reader #monsta x x reader #monsta x hard hours #sub wonho

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aliendes · 5 years ago

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Seokjin + Size Kink NSFW 18+

My Sunday night Kink Tweets™ spurred this on. Should we make this a weekly thing?

From this ask: Okokokok, I saw your ask for kinks... what about Seokjin and Size Kink? I mean, everything on this man is tall and large😍🤤 Send love!!❤

A/N: ask and you shall receive, here you go ;)

Warnings: size kink, unprotected sex (don’t do it), creampie, fingering, ummmm dirty talk i guess? unedited bcuz i’m a slut

Word count: 1.2k~ woops

You weren’t a virgin by any means, but for some reason, tonight felt like your first time all over again. You’ve been dating Seokjin, your tall, handsome neighbor for the last two months, hitting things off really well and going on weekly dates. It has been a lot of fun, maybe even a little romantic, but you were trying to take things slow. Seokjin had just gotten out of a long-term relationship and you were married to your job as a magazine editor. But what you guys had was exciting, new, spontaneous. And tonight was no different.

You had just gotten back from your weekly date night, a nice dinner at a local cafe, deciding to have a drink at your apartment. It was a much better option than a bar, since Seokjin lived right across the hall, neither of you would have to drive anywhere.

You were barely one sip of wine when his lips crashed onto yours and now you were in the midst of a heavy makeout session on your living room couch. It’s not like you haven’t been in this predicament before. On the contrary, the two of you made out quite often. What didn’t happen often, was the feeling of Seokjin’s stiff member pressing against your core as he ground into you from his position hovering over you. And what you definitely didn’t expect, was the sheer size of said member.

“Jin,” you moaned into his mouth, pulling back momentarily for air, “ahh, Jin.”

“Shit, sorry,” he reached down to adjust himself through his trousers.

You shook your head vigorously, “No, no. It’s just, I really, really want you.” You’re panting when he looks down at you, lust in his eyes and he can’t stop himself from engulfing your lips with his again.

“Are you sure? We can stop,” he pants, “we can take this slow.”

“I’m sure, if you’re okay with it, I’m sure.”

He nods, leaning back down and pressing his lips to yours again, this time softer, slower. You reach down his body, grasping at the tent in his pants, gasping into his mouth at the girth of his erection in your hand. He snickers against your lips before pulling away. “What’s wrong?”

Your hands fumble with his belt and zipper before you’re finally able to free his length, letting it flop out of his pants. He leans back slightly so you can get a better view. The cockiness he’s radiating is well deserved though, as you take in his giant cock for a moment. It’s beautiful, much like the man it’s attached to. Long, longer than any dick you’ve ever had, and a pretty pink color. The tip is engorged, almost purple, and it’s dripping clear precum that has you licking your lips. The girth of it is what worries you for a moment. You hesitantly reach out to wrap your hand around it, your fingers not meeting your palm as you give a gentle stroke, making him throw his head back in pleasure.

“Fuck, if you do that I’m not gonna last,” he grunts as you give him another stroke, gathering his precum up with your thumb and rubbing it around the tip.

“Is it gonna fit?” you ask, not realizing you had voiced your thoughts allowed until you hear Seokjin chuckle above you. Without warning, he’s leaning back down, hands traveling all over your body until one of his large hands reaches up your dress, easily finding your core. “Holy shit, is all this for me?” he whispers against your mouth, running a finger up and down your clothed core, feeling the slick you’ve created in the last few minutes.

“Mhmm,” you murmur, unable to form anymore words with the way his fingers were tickling your clit through the fabric. Kissing you again, he slips your panties off your legs and tosses them aside. His long, crooked fingers effortlessly enter your core, scissoring your open in preparation for his cock.

“As much as I want to taste you right now, I don’t think I can wait any longer,” you nod in agreement as he removes his fingers from you, smearing your wetness around his length, “think you can take me?”

You falter for a moment. Can you take him? You aren’t entirely sure, but you want to. You swallow thickly before answering, “I-I don’t know.”

His eyes soften as he leans over you, head of his cock brushing against your folds, making you whimper, “I’ll go slow, okay? I won't hurt you.”

You nod, accepting one last kiss from him as he parts your folds and slowly begins entering you. The stretch is slightly painful at first as his mushroom tip pushes past your entrance, the burning sensation getting more intense as he stretches your walls further than they’ve ever been stretched. He stills for a moment, watching your face for any signs of pain. You look up at him, giving him a nod, letting him know it’s okay to continue, so he does. Pushing even slower now, it takes what feels like an eternity for him to bottom out. By the time he’s fully seated inside you, your pussy is fluttering around him, pulsing at the intrusion. You’re both moaning at the sensation as he drops his forehead against yours. “You’re so tight, YN,” he pants, kissing you again, “you take me so well. Are you okay?”

You purse your lips, nodding your head again. “Just give me a second,” you whisper, to which he nods. The two of you stay there for a few minutes, loving the way he’s filling you completely. Once you feel like the pain has subsided, you speak again, “Move, please.”

The second he begins to pull out of you, you let out the most guttural moan you’ve ever heard come from your own lips. His soft, velvety cock rubbing against your walls in the most delicious way. The tip of his cock gliding against your sweet spot every time he enters and exits your throbbing core. The whines and whimpers you’re making only spur him on, fucking you into the couch faster than you thought humanly possible. Your hands are scratching up and down his back, completely lost in the pleasure that is Seokjin.

“F-fuck, Jin!” you yell when he brings a finger down to push against your neglected clit, making your orgasm wash over you embarrassingly quickly. The way your pussy clamps down on him is too much as he’s quickly tumbling over his edge, spilling into you in thick ropes. His member is so large, when he pulls out, his cum comes dribbling out along with it, the sight and the feeling making you both moan again.

When you’ve both caught your breath, he presses his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. “Next time, I’ll be sure to take my time with you.”

Your heart flutters at the thought of there being a next time. You smile as you reach your arms around his neck, pulling him back down for another kiss.

#seokjin x reader #seokjin smut #jin smut #bts smut #bts x reader

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moons-and-stars-and-shit · 4 years ago

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OK NOW THAT I KNOW WHAT 🍰 MEANS UD LIKE ONE PLEASE!

Um my name is Emma I'm 5'10 with thick glasses and shoulder length brown hair (I'm also getting an undercut on the right side bc ya girl E D G Y) I'm awkwardly skinny, like a stick, ID PUT FLATTYKAWA TO SHAME 😭. And since I'm awkwardly skinny and have long limbs I crash into everything within a five mile radius. I'm a mess but I'm cute so it's ok.

I'm a hufflepuff, Taurus and an INFJ. I can be either really observant and understand why people act a certain way or do the tings they do, or completely oblivious. There is no in-between. I really like finding unique or weird things and love going to antique and thrift stores to find them. I'm really crafty and my head is always in the clouds with ideas for something I'm writting....which makes me a target for any kind of ball. I'm always getting hit in the head with balls, it's low key a meme at this point. I'm kind of awkward but I've been putting myself out there more often bc I don't want to regret all my time wasted being worried about what others think. I'm really nice and like to make people smile. I do nt have many friends (people are scary) but the ones I do I hold very dear to me and would fight for them till the ends of the earth. I can be kind of blunt sometimes and sometimes I don't get jokes but I mean well. And by mean well I mean I'm terrified of accidentally hurting people's feelings. I may be ✨soft✨ but I'm not a pushover and will call people out if needed. Around people I don't know well I'm pretty quiet but if you ask me about something I'm interested I could talk for hours upon hours. I can be pretty extra around my friends and have chaotic energy.

I love cute things and animals. I have these cats that I will NOT shut up about. I really like bright, kind of chaotic things

@pansexualproblemchild

Romantic Matchup

Semi Eita

How Y’all Met

Ok so Semi has a weird complex where he wants to be at least decent at EVERYTHING

So when someone pointed out that his serves could use some work

He just HAD to work on them

Unfortunately you being the ball magnet you are walked into the gym JUST as he served the ball

What happened next you may ask?

WHABAM

hit you right in the face

Apparently this particular serve was very powerful

Cuz sis you passed out 🤠

Now Semi was #panicking

So he picked you up bridal style and started walking you to the nurse

In the middle of this little journey you woke up

In his arms

Looking up at his beautiful face

Uhhhhh

ANYWAYS

He got you to the nurse

And turns out you were fine 😃

BUT

The nurse advised you not to be watched over for at least a couple of hours

And since semi felt super bad

He offered to watch you :)

Now in order to make this time less awkward

He asked you what you wanted to do to pass the time

To which you responded with....

✨ 🛍 THRIFTING 🛍 ✨

Ahh yes the art of shopping for cheap 😌

Now semi did not know what thrifting was

So it was your job to show him

You took him to one of your favorite thrift stores

Picked out a few outfits for him

And a few for yourself 😗

And held a mini fashion show!

Honestly semi was having the most fun he felt in a while

And after y’all picked out some clothes

You dragged him over to the nick nacks

And that’s when you found

These guys!

You decided to buy them, taking the smaller one for yourself

And giving semi the other one :)

It was to “mark your newly found friendship”

Yeah

That’s when semi fell in love with you

So when it was time to drop you off home

He decided not to waste the opportunity and asked you on a proper date

Y’all have been dating ever since ;)))

Favorite Things To Do Together

Ok honestly you got him REALLY into thrifting

It doesn’t Mayer if it’s clothes or just random items

He LOVES thrifting

Especially with you

Because you buy a shit ton of random little things

And they always remind him of you 😊

He also really likes to do crafts with you

AS OONG AS IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH A HOT GLUE GUN

He’s burned himself one to many times...

Random Hc

He would 100% get an undercut with you

Y’all can be edgy babes together 😌

He doesn’t allow you in the gym anymore 😀

If his spike was able to do some damage IMAGINE the damage Ushijimas could do

No hurt s/o on semis watch

And I just wanna end these random Hc with the fact that this man would spoil you 👀

You see something you really want at the thrift store

He buys it

Honestly you stopped paying for things all together since you’ve started dating him

Astrology

When Taurus and Scorpio come together in a love affair, their union is nothing if not intense, whether that’s in a positive or a negative way.

They are opposite Signs in the Zodiac, giving them a special, complex connection.

They can combine to make a whole, each partner’s strengths balancing the other’s weaknesses.

Their sexual attraction is likely to be off the charts!

Taurus and Scorpio have tons in common, but because their personalities are so powerful, they often swing between passionate love and passionate disagreement!

Taurus and Scorpio both have deep desires, Taurus for possessions and Scorpio for power.

They’re both concerned with wealth and resources, and they’re both intensely passionate about all sorts of things.

Taurus is a bit more self-focused than Scorpio, who is more concerned with their lover and immediate family.

Both of these Signs have a great, deep-rooted need for security in a relationship, but with slightly different focuses.

While Taurus prizes honesty and forthrightness and abhors infidelity, Scorpio loves to be mysterious.

A Scorpio’s need for security is more about the need to be constantly reassured that their emotional connection with their loved one is strong.

The good thing is, Taurus needs this reassurance too — and is also willing to provide it for their Scorpio lover.

Their powerful connection that can shine when obstacles to intimacy are cleared away.

When Scorpio realizes that Taurus is there for the long term and won’t create the misery that some Scorpios attract to their lives, this relationship can blossom.

Overall Aesthetic

ThriftCore

Songs-

More Than Friends- Aidan Bissett

Listerine- Dayglow

Scrawny- Wallows

Thrift Shop- Macklemore

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu fandom #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu matchups #semi #semi Eita #semi x reader #semi x y/n

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shaydeoffical · 4 years ago

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Burnt Chocolate Kisses: Osamu Miya x Fem Reader!

Summary: Osamu and (Y/n), think about their first valentines together, and find a way to celebrate their third anniversary after a busy day.

Words: 2.5k

Warnings/keywords: fluff, light fighting, Suna with Barbz energy.

Author’s Note: This is for the Sweethearts Collide Collab I am hosting. Please go support everyone who joined in! I am so excited to share all these V-Day fics with you, and maybe make it a little less lonely for some of you! Please enjoy

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Burnt Chocolate Kisses

"Samu." I sat my box down and rushed to meet him at the door. Rice was scattered across his hair and chest, not to mention there was a small patch on his cheek. His eyes were barely open, movements slow, as he took off his shoes. "I told you to let me help at the store today." "Be glad you didn't." He stepped up from the genkan and slumped into my arms. "One couple tossed their food at the cashier. Instinct kicked it, and I spiked it across the store. I'm going to be collecting those free onigiri vouchers for the next three months." "Valentine's day is about being with your loved ones and sharing a romantic evening. Yet, there's always an idiot or two who like to ruin the day for everyone. I'm sorry it was hell today." Rocking him lightly, we slowly edged our way to the kitchen. Part of the reason I stayed home today was so I could cook him a magical dinner. But my day hadn't gone to plan either. "Why do I smell smoke?" Finding some energy, he moved past me and ran to the oven. Opening the door, the last billows of smoke rose up and out. "(Y/n); what happened? Are you okay?" Grabbing a towel, he fanned the air away from the smoke detector and glanced at my hands. There were few people in this world who'd be more interested in my well being than their stove in shambles. "No burns this time." I laughed, gritting my teeth. The air was thick, my throat closing up. "I guess I did surprise you; there's just nothing to eat…" Inside the oven was a charred goose. We had watched someone cook a goose on Master Chef, and we had wanted to try it for a few months. He held his forehead and turned his back to me, getting the bird into the trash. "So, um, are you going to cook my goose over this?" My voice cracked, but I couldn't stop the joke from slipping out.

He giggled to my relief. Osamu was a wonderful boyfriend; of course, we had some fights, but he never let it get out of hand. Though it was a different story between him and his twin. Atsumu always used me as a human shield from his brother during fights, and it worked every time. Osamu wouldn't risk hurting me, no matter how much he wanted to strangle his brother. "Nice pun, baby." Coming back to reality, I jumped up, sitting on the counter. "Well, I wanted to make today special. But I think we both just want to try again tomorrow." I leaned my head against the cabinets. Soot had stained the ceilings and coated the light fixtures. To say I almost burned the house down was an understatement. Thankfully, 'Samu told me that if there was a fire in the oven, to just let it smother out by keeping the door shut. "We have a history of celebrating the 15th, ya know." He slotted between my legs and pressed his soft stomach against mine. "We'll get our half-price teddy bears and snacks, walk around the park, maybe go to the arcade. Or." "Or what?" Stealing a kiss, I tapped his nose. "We just do what we did for our first valentines." He slowly kissed up my throat, nibbling here or there. "No. Th-that doesn't count!" Blood rushed to my head, his hands ghosting up and down my back. "You can't sweet talk me into this. That was three years ago, and I didn't get to tell you how I felt. Plus, it was after midnight, so it doesn't count. Now, if you want to go skating like our first real valentines, I will." "I'm not sweet talkin'," he bit down on my favorite spot, my hand anchoring in his hair. "Come on, it's nothin' scandalous. But if I have to keep persuading you, it might take a sloppy turn. I'm too tired to be any count tonight." "I'm exhausted too." Pulling apart, his eyes sparkled, waiting for my reply. "Alright, let's do it." I jumped down and started to get my warm clothes on. "I'll make it up to you, for last time. Though this might tire us out more than we remember." "Let's do it." He grabbed a quick snack and went to the bedroom to get changed. "It'll be fun." Hollering back at me, he poked his head out the door, and I could catch a peek at his chest, my chest fluttering.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flashback

"So you burnt 'em?" Atsumu held the obligation chocolates to the street light. "You skipped class to cook all day, and this is what you made?" "Thank you (L/n), they'll make a nice paperweight." Suna snickered, placing the pink heart bag in his pocket. It was Valentine's day, and the three of us were waiting for Osamu to join us for the festival. "Oi, (Y/n). Tell me you didn't burn your hommi cocos for my brother." Atsumu poked the bulge in my bag. "I'm going to wait for next year. There's no way I can confess with these." Gripping the side of my bag, I swallowed hard. "No matter how many times I tried, it just… didn't turn out. Hey, wait. How the hell did you know that Osamu's were hommi cocos?" I gripped Atsumu by his collar. "It's not hard to tell. You keep sneaking away from your club to watch us practice. Not to mention, you've been up each other's ass the past three years of school. It's only a matter of time before one of you does something about it." Suna snuck out one of his chocolates and took a chase bite. His eyes bugged, this throat struggling to swallow the charred candy. "Damn it." I stomped my foot. A dust cloud formed, sweeping through the crowd of people around us. The weather had been dry for a while; there was a debate on whether it was safe or not to have a fireworks display this year. That's when I was going to give Samu his candy, but things weren't really working out. "I guess there's next year. Maybe we'll go to the same college?" "What about next year?" "Ahh, nothing." Twirling on my heels, Osamu was right behind me. Our shoulder's bumped when I turned; his hands steadied me. There were lots of thoughts racing through my head, but I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was, the star's reflecting in his eyes. "Sorry, I'm late." He smoothed the wrinkles on my sleeves and smiled. "Now, what are we planning for next year? A date without these two idiots?" "I resent that." Suna looked towards the food booths. "(Y/n) would rather it just be us, right?" Atsumu pulled me into his arms, pressing my head against his chest. "Cut it out." I wriggled in his hold. "I'm the superior twin by far. Who wants to spend time with a loser like Samu, when I'm right here?" "Let them go, Tsumu." Osamu's voice was even. I was surprised he wasn't trying to lunge around me to hit his brother. "She even gave me and Suna coco's, isn't that right (Y/n)?" "She did." Suna agreed, egging them on. "What's wrong with you?" I finally broke free. "Why are you trying to start a fight?" Atsumu grinned like a fox, holding up the candy I made him. When I looked at Osamu, he seemed crestfallen. The two fought all the time. Why was he so hurt this time? I had made him candy…it just wasn't good enough. "Just say it (Y/n). I know you want to." Atsumu pushed me towards his brother. "Tell him how you really feel." "Enough, Atsumu." I dug in my heels. "Can't you just let us have a good night? This is the last Valentine's we're going to have- Oh my god, Rintaro Suna. Put that god damn camera away." Tugging my hair, I noticed a crowd has started to form. Shaking, I hid my face in my hands. "I can't believe you two." "Come one (Y/n)," Osamu took my hand, breaking the crowd so we could pass. "Let's do what we always do." "Ditch our friends and stuff our face?" I sniffled, clutching onto his kimono. "Of course." We stopped in front of a booth selling sweets. "I'm really sorry about the things that were said." I played with the strings hanging from my outfit. "Let's just focus on making happy memories now. Like you said, this could be our last chance to do this again." He stepped closer to me, tucking me under his arm as a large group passed us. There wasn't much of a line, and in a few minutes, it was our turn. My eyes were glued to the apples, and Samu noticed. "Two candy apples, please." "Here." I tried to pass him some cash. He pushed it back into my palm and handed me the apple. "It's my treat today." "It's your treat every day." A pout settled on my lips until I dug into the apple. The red candy coating crunched, and the sweet juice rushed into my mouth. "Hmm, this is good. We should try to make some of these next weekends." "We should. Let's make it a date." He grabbed my hand, walking towards the line for the next booth, which was selling ticker fish. Diving through the people, my heart was nestled in my throat. "You shouldn't sound so casual, or I'll get the wrong idea." Someone stepped back, and I tripped over their foot. My candy apple went flying, and my arms failed for any support. Osamu caught my upper half and eased me into a squat before I crashed. Popping back up, I apologized to the man, and he went on his way. "You okay." Samu dusted off my dress and examined my knees for any stress. "Thanks to you, I'm fine." I looked at my candy apple, crusted with dirt. "But my apple isn't." The line was moving fast, so I nudged him forward. "Seams like today has been nothing but bad luck for me." "Is that so? Why?" He ordered the fish, a few drinks and some grilled chicken too. As the food was being prepared, he handed me his apple. We shared food all the time, this was no different, but something was off. His fingers brushed mine when he handed it off. Sure the stick was hard to balance, but this was…so soft. Osamu grabbed the food and re-entered the crowd. "Well, I-." Pushing my shoulder's back, I bit into his apple and collected my thoughts. We veered off the path with our dinner and find a quiet place to sit and eat. "I was making hommi cocos for someone special, and they burned…multiple times." I plopped down on the grass and took another bite of the apple. "So Atsumu was lying." Osamu showed me his phone. Atsumu had texted him a picture of the obligation chocolates I made him. "Yup, he just wanted to upset you." The fire flies lit up the sky as our eyes adjusted to the dark. A breeze filtered through the area, and I scooted closer to Samu for warmth. "So you were making the hommi cocos for me?" He held out a piece of fish for me, and I used my teeth to pull it off the stick. "Like I said, today's been terrible." I curled into my knees. "I can't share my true feelings with burnt chocolate." "I see." He looked at his watch then the sky. "The fireworks about to start. Which means it's almost midnight." He reached over and took another bite of his apple. "We can just wait till then." "It won't count if we wait, though." I realized that I was basically admitting my crush then and there, but there was no point in pretending now. "Our feelings will be the same today and tomorrow." He reached into his bag. "I made these for you." "Sumu." It was a box of cocos; they were wrapped in pink ribbons and had special frosting with my name. "You, put so much effort into this, I. I defiantly can't show you what I made." Fireworks went off in the sky above, raining down red and pink sparkles. They illuminated his eyes, making them glow almost. His face was inches from mine, our breath shared. "They are hommi cocos. I couldn't wait for white day. I didn't know for sure if you returned my feelings, so just in case, I made these for you. I really like you (Y/n), please, be mine?" "I don't know what to say. I had all these things planned, but I'm lost for words." I pulled back, handing him the box. "These aren't good enough to express my feelings, but I want you to know I tried." Having killed the moment, I wanted to kick my own ass for pulling away. "You skipped class to make these?" he asked, popping one in his mouth. "I did. Feel free to rub in how bad they taste." I laughed, wiping the sweat from my brow. "They're perfect." He leaned forward again, but not as far. I met him halfway, our lips touching in a feathery test.

"Mm, that is so much better without the taste of burnt chocolates." I slid off his lap and onto the blanket beside us. We had gone to a festival and got the same dishes as before. The firework show was about to start, and we finally were alone.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Present "It was cute. You put some much effort into them that all I tasted was your love." He grabbed my chin, pulling me in for another kiss. "My love and scorched caramel." Leaning against his chest, I looked at the sky, the first firework going up. "I'm glad you were braver than I was back then." "As much as Atsumu pissed me off, I'm glad he tried to push together." A loud boom spoked me, of the fireworks bigger than usual. It made a giant red heart. "He sped things up for sure. Thinking back on the day, there were a lot of disasters, but it was all worth it. Because I got to find the love of my life." I laced our fingers together. "I wish for us to always be together." "We will; no need to wish for it." He kissed my knuckles, his knee knocking down the stick from our food. "Thank you for working so hard today." "Well, burning stuff is my love language." I giggled, and we curled deeper into each other. "I love you (Y/n)." He closed his eyes, starting to drift off. After a hard day's work, he needed a little rest. Considering how hard he fought it to spend time with me today, I could let him use me as a pillow.

#haikyuu x reader #osamu x reader #haikyuu fluff #Osamu Miya fluff #osamu fluff #Osamu x female reader #osamu miya #Osamu imagine #miya twins #suna #valintinesday #fanfiction #sfw #fluff #romance

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kaalamarii · 5 years ago

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Better Late Than Never

My first time writing actual smut...not sure if it’s any good.

Pairing: Mammon/Unnamed femMC

Summary: MC is sick of waiting around for Mammon to make a move and goes on a date with another demon (just a male oc). Mammon gets jealous and follows them on their date.

Warnings: smut, some angst and drama, semi public sex, jealous Mammon.

MC is sitting in class, bored to tears when she first notices the demon. She starts to nod off and is woken by a tap on her shoulder. She spins to look at the devilishly handsome demon behind her, smirking. He is a youthful looking guy with a mohawk and a wicked grin. “You might want to wake up,” he whispers, “this teacher is a real dick.”

She smiles. “Thanks for the info.”

She feels that familiar spin in her stomach. The one a young woman gets when she sees a cute boy and thinks that cute boy could be interested in her. The feeling she gets when she looks at Mammon. Ugh, Mammon. She’s hopelessly in love with the Avatar of Greed, but he will never make a move. So when the demon boy slides a torn piece of notebook paper on her desk at the end of class with a number and his name (Damien) on it, she considers him.

Maybe it’ll make Mammon jealous enough to make a move. Maybe she’ll actually end up liking this Damien guy and have some fun with him.

“Call me tonight?” he says and gives her that same smirking grin. He winks and leaves class, walking the opposite way. MC sighs, her heart fluttering.

Asmodeus notices right away. He knows infatuation when he sees it.

“Who’s the boy? Or maybe a girl?”

MC smiles. “Boy. And his name is Damien.”

“Ohhh. I know Damien. He’s cute.”

“He gave me his number. Should I call him?”

“Of course you should!”

MC bites her lip. What about Mammon, she wants to ask, but she knows Asmo won’t ever understand her attachment to his older brother. He’d scold her, saying Mammon was a scumbag.

Mammon notices something’s up as they’re walking home. “What’s with ya?”

“Nothing, just got stuff on my mind.”

“Like what?”

She decides to tell him. “Do you know Damien?”

“Yeah, he’s in your Demon History class, right?”

“Yeah.”

“What about him?” Mammon asks. “He didn’t hurt you or nothin’, did he?”

“No, actually...he gave me his number.”

Mammon stops in his tracks. “He...did?”

“Yeah?” Her heart flutters. Is he finally going to tell her how he feels? “What do you think about that?”

The greedy demon blushes. “Why would I care?”

Heart. Broken. “I don’t know.”

“Are you going to date him now or somethin?”

“Maybe.”

“You shouldn’t.”

“Why not?”

He huffs. “Well, uh, because...you know.”

“What?” she asks, her eyes pleading with him to tell her. Please, just tell me, Mammon. Tell me you love me. I promise I love you back.

The two stand, each so badly wanting to tell each other the truth yet too stubborn or shy to actually do it.

“He’s probably just wantin’ to eat you, ‘s all. No demon would want to be with a stupid human.”

Heart. Shattered.

MC scoffs, stomping away. “Alright, thanks, Mammon.”

“Oh, come on, don’t be like that! What’d I do?” He runs after her.

She turns to face him. “You’re a fucking asshole, do you know that?”

Mammon looks at her, completely shocked. “Hey!” He’s used to this abuse from his brothers, but never once has MC ever said anything like this to him.

She storms off, desperate to reach the House of Lamentation and her room before Mammon catches up.

MC sits on her bed, trying so hard to keep the tears in. Maybe Mammon didn’t feel the same way after all. She fished Damien’s number out of her pocket, plugging the number into her D.D.D. He answers right away.

“Who’s this?”

“This is MC from your Demon History class. You woke me up today…”

“Ahh, Sleeping Beauty! I was worried you wouldn’t call.”

He’s cocky and it kind of irritates her, but he seems to like her and right now she’s desperate for reassurance. She fakes a laugh.

“Are you free tonight?” he asks, “I’d love to take you out for dinner. Then you can come over to my place if you want.”

“That sounds great.”

“Cool. You’re staying at the House Of Lamentation, right?”

“Yep.”

“I’ll be by at 6:30 to pick you up?”

“Sounds good.”

“Alright, see you soon. Bye, Beautiful.”

MC hangs up, tossing her phone on her bed with a sigh. “I need Asmo,” she tells herself.

Asmo is over the moon when MC comes by to ask him to do her hair and makeup for her date. Together they pick out an outfit, a beautiful short black dress with a cute little cardigan and thigh high boots.

Asmo stares at her. “You look stunning.”

“Thanks, Asmo.”

“Now, go get laid, and if anything happens, please call one of us.”

“Okay.”

“But first...let’s show you off.”

Before MC can argue, Asmodeus drags her to the dining room where his brothers are getting ready for dinner.

“Asmo, MC, there you…” Lucifer stops, looking at MC. “What’s the occasion?”

“MC has a date!” Asmo squeals. “Doesn’t she look beautiful?”

Satan, Belphie, and Beel all look at their human in wonder. Belphie grins. “You really do.”

Satan nods. “You look lovely.”

Lucifer isn’t fazed. “You’re going on a date?”

MC nods. “Just some guy from one of my classes. I won’t be gone long.”

“Do you want one of us to go with you?”

She chuckles. “Wouldn’t that be weird?”

“I just want to make sure you’re safe.”

“I’ll be fine,” she assures Lucifer. “I’ll call if something goes wrong.”

“Okay…” the eldest brother says, though still, the thought of her being out without him or one of his brothers makes him nervous.

Mammon and Levi walk in then, arguing about who knows what. Levi notices MC right away, face burning red.

Mammon’s jaw drops. “...MC? Awfully dressed up for dinner, ain’t ya?”

He wants to cover her, take her away from the ogling eyes of his brothers.

“I’m going out for dinner.”

“No one told me we were going out…”

“We’re not,” Asmo replies for her. “MC has a date.”

Mammon runs his hand through his white hair. “That Damien guy?”

MC nods. “Yep.”

The sound of the doorbell ringing disrupts the discussion. Asmo grins, fixing up MC’s hair. “Go get ‘em, girl.”

MC awkwardly waves to the demon brothers before leaving.

“Mammon, you alright?” Beel asks, noticing the sullen look on his older brother’s face.

Mammon looks down at the ground, refusing to meet anyone’s eyes. “I’m just not really hungry.”

Mammon walks out and the rest of the demons all exchange worried glances.

Mammon walks into Ristorante Six, and spotting MC and Damien, goes as far as away from them as possible without losing sight of them.

He watches as Damien puts his hand on MC’s knee, as he smiles at her and makes her blush and laugh. He watches as Damien doesn’t realize how MC gets annoyed when he ignores her for a few minutes to talk to someone on his D.D.D.

He watches as Damien kisses her. Mammon feels like he could explode from anger. Some random low tier demon putting hands and lips and tongue on HIS human.

Mammon waits as patiently as he can, eyes never leaving MC and her stupid date. When she gets up to use the bathroom, he knows it’s his time to strike.

He heads over to the table, bringing a chair up to the table. Damien looks up from his phone in confusion.

“Can I help you?”

“You’re on a date with a human.”

“Yeah? So?”

“Why?”

Damien scoffs. “What’s it to ya?”

“Because that’s my human.”

“Oh, really? She belongs to you, does she?”

Mammon balls his hands into fists. He can feel himself about to lose control, horns coming out any moment. “Yes. She’s my responsibility and I was the first demon to make a pact with her.”

“Isn’t that sweet? Well, guess what?” He leaned in close to the Avatar of Greed. “I’m gonna fuck your human.”

Mammon is seeing red. He’s full on demon now, making a scene, but he doesn’t care. “You really think she’ll let you do that?”

“Oh, I know she will. I can smell her cunt. I know she’s wet for me.”

Mammon’s about to strike when he hears MC’s voice. “Mammon?”

He turns, looking at her.

“Hey, Beautiful,” Damien says, winking at the human.

Mammon glares at him.

MC throws her hand up at Damien. “You shut the fuck up.”

She gathers her stuff, leaving both of the demons behind as she walks off. Mammon runs after her.

“What the fuck is your problem?” she yells at Mammon, shoving him. It’s raining, hard, and MC considers to herself for a moment how dramatic this all is. She would’ve laughed if she weren’t so pissed.

“Hey! You do know I’m a demon, don’t you?”

“Shut up, Mammon! For once, shut the fuck up. Why were you at my date?”

“Well, do ya want me to shut up or do ya want me to answer?”

MC growls in frustration. “I want you to stop being a dickhead. Damn it, Mammon! I don’t understand you!”

“What d’ya mean?”

“We are together constantly. I flirt with you and you flirt back. You don’t like anyone else flirting with you. Yet when I think you’re interested, you say I’m just a stupid human. That you don’t care about me. But then you’re on my date?”

“I was making sure you were safe. I didn’t trust that guy.”

“Well, I never asked you to do that. And it was going fine until you came over.”

Mammon’s face fell. “I fucked up.”

She rolled her eyes. “I just...Mammon, do you want me or not?”

“What?”

“Do you want me or not? Do you like me?”

Mammon turns red. “L-like you?”

“Yes. Because I think you do. And I like you.”

“Then why’d you go on a date with that prick?”

“Because he made a move.”

“Move? You want me to make a move? Fuckin’ fine.”

Mammon pulls her to him, lips crashing onto hers. She shuts her eyes, electricity running through her entire being. He picks her up and she wraps her legs around his waist, pushing her body as close to him as she could possibly get. He backs them up, pressing her into the outside wall of the restaurant.

“Mammon,” she moans into his mouth and he eats it up. He moves to her neck, nipping at the skin. MC runs her hand through his hair, pulling it, earning a groan from the Avatar of Greed.

The demon slides his hand under her dress, ripping her underwear away from her, surprisingly smoothly. She lets out a squeal.

“You want me to make a move, do ya? I’ll fuck you right here. Is that what you want?”

“Yes, Mammon,” she replies. “Fuck me.”

Mammon can’t contain his grin as he sets the human down, unbuckling his pants just enough to pull out his cock. MC smiles back at him, crawling back onto him and positioning herself over him.

“I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” she confesses.

Mammon blushes, like he’s done so many times before. “I’m sorry I never told you how I feel about you, MC.”

She kisses him. “It’s okay, Mammon.”

She lowers herself down on his hard cock, one of her hands holding onto his horn. The two of them moan out loud together.

Mammon rests his forehead on hers as the two of them find a beautiful rhythm together. “I’m so in love with you,” he whispers as he fucks himself up into her.

“I’m in love with you too,” she confesses through moans. “Mammon. I love you.”

She comes quickly, the walls of her pussy tightening around him, jump starting his own climax. He shoots his load into her, and she cries out, biting down on his shoulder, a shiver running through her.

Mammon gently pulls himself out of her and sets her down. He kisses her and blushes. “So, uh, you’re my human, right? Nobody else’s?”

She laughs, giving him a hug. “Nobody else’s.”

Heart. Restored.

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khaotic-kitsunes · 5 years ago

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Limitless

Ah, yes, one of my Mirio villain scenarios. I really do love writing him as a villain; it’s so much fun! And hot, definitely hot.

Cheeky Kitsune 🦊💋

You rubbed at your eyes viciously as you ran down the abandoned, pitch black streets of the unfamiliar neighbourhood; you couldn’t believe your luck, or rather, your lack thereof.

It wasn’t fair, to say the least, you shouldn’t be running like this, you shouldn’t have to struggle to breathe as you ran for your life, your chest shouldn’t burn with each panicked breath you took and your legs shouldn’t ache from the heavy footfalls that you knew were necessary if you wanted to get away.

None of this should be happening, except that it was and you were quickly running out of options; the neighbourhood you found yourself in wasn’t familiar, nor was it occupied. It was terrifyingly empty, the street lights constantly flickering and buzzing with the effort of staying on; even the shadows looked like they would swallow you whole if you wandered too close.

You only wished you knew what you had done to deserve this, you didn’t even know why the villain wanted you; all you knew was that he wanted your attention, so much so that he was willing to chase you down.

“You have to get tired eventually, (Name)! You can’t run forever!”

His words were calmer than you liked, his voice steady with a confidence you wish you could mimic; he didn’t even sound tired, instead amused at your seemingly futile efforts at escaping him.

It wasn’t fair. It just wasn’t fair.

Why did you have to be the one to go through all this? It didn’t make sense, even thinking about it hurt your head; what did you ever do to deserve such shitty luck?

You let out a yelp of pain, face-planting the solid, unforgiving concrete beneath you, your legs finally giving out, your muscles screaming in protest at the sudden over-usage; it left you far too vulnerable.

“Ahh, there you are. Didn’t get very far, did you? That’s okay, you can rest now.”

Mirio chuckled deeply as he slowed to a jog, his breathing slow and even; completely unbothered by the chase. If anything, he enjoyed it. You were so cute, trying to escape him.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Mirio hummed faintly as he stepped into the modest room that you resided in, thick ropes tied around your wrists so that you couldn’t escape the place he had so carefully prepared for you; no, that wouldn’t do at all, your escape was not in his plans.

“Glaring at me won’t help” He remarked, chuckling at the way you squirmed, your efforts at loosening the ropes around your wrists more amusing than it probably should be; though he didn’t care all too much. It wasn’t important.

“What do you want with me!?” You tried to sound intimidating, grimacing the moment you heard the panicked whine that came through your voice; you were pathetic and you both knew it.

“You can stop it” He paused, grabbing a nearby chair and pulling it over to your still squirming form, taking a seat before allowing a lazy, almost carefree grin to tug at his lips; still unbothered by your attempts at freedom.

“Acting all tough, running from me…it was cute, at first. I’m a bit bored of it now though” He muttered out, reaching out to grab your cheeks, forcing you to make eye-contact with him; your entire body instinctively going completely still, you even stopped breathing.

You just sat there, staring at him and holding your breath, waiting for his next words.

“That’s better…you know, I’ve seen you around. Watched you, even…you’re almost everything I could want in a woman.”

His face twisted into a grimace while he squeezed your cheeks, a quiet yet obvious sound of disgust escaping him; you weren’t entirely sure what was going on, but it was starting to look like he didn’t want you dead. Yet.

“Except, that one, tiny annoying little detail” Mirio grit his teeth, spitting out the word ‘detail’ before releasing you, the relief of being out of his hold allowing you to take deep breaths, gulping in the air that you had deprived yourself of.

Mirio stood up slowly, moving to walk behind you, one hand tangling into your hair while he leaned down to press his lips against your cheek, the grin stretching across his lips once more; the beginnings of a foul mood vanishing almost as quickly as it had appeared.

“That’s okay though, you’ll see. Soon, you’ll see…you’ll understand that my views aren’t so bad” Mirio tugged at your hair lightly as he spoke before releasing you entirely, even moving to untie you; a cheerful air about him.

“Ah, right. Before you try it, you’ll be watched while you’re here with us. Which means no escaping…that won’t be a problem, will it?”

You opened your mouth to say something, anything to protest his treatment, but when your eyes met his; all your words disappeared and you were left unable to do anything except nod your head in agreement.

It wasn’t ideal, but it might just keep you alive. At least, that’s what you were going to go with. It had nothing to do with the strange shiver that had run down your spine just from looking into his deeply coloured orbs.

No, that couldn’t possibly be it. You were a hostage; it was that simple.

“Good. You’ll spend some time with us, if I think I can trust you, I’ll let you go home.”

He paused, standing back up to his full height before brushing his fingertips over your cheek, an almost longing look flashing through his eyes; though you were probably just seeing things.

“Give me a chance, (Name). I don’t want to make you fear me, I want you to understand me…but if I have to, I will break you of that fiery spirit I love so much.”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“Mirio in there, Tamaki?”

Tamaki didn’t bother looking up at you as you walked into the base, instead merely nodding his head in confirmation while he continued fiddling around with the dead butterflies in front of him, getting ready to add them to his collection; you never would understand his obsession with them but Mirio had told you just to leave it alone countless times.

It was a harmless hobby to pass the time.

“He’s angry, wouldn’t bug him”

You ignored Tamaki as you walked off towards the room Mirio frequented most, you had seen Mirio mad before; back when he had kidnapped you, during one of your many attempts at escaping.

Back before you understood what it was he stood for. Before the so-called justice of the world had screwed you over and even though it had only been six short months since you had first arrived here, you knew you could trust your safety to Mirio over the rest of the world any day.

“What?!”

You raised an eyebrow as you stepped into the room, quietly shutting the door behind you while Mirio kept his back to you, the room in utter shambles; everything was thrown out of its place and it left you thankful that you weren’t the poor bastard that would have to clean it up.

“Mirio…?” You tilted your head, watching him as his broad shoulders slumped, the anger visibly leaving him while he turned to face you, eyes still burning with an unknown anger; an unexplained fury.

You would be lying if you said it didn’t make you crave his touch.

“(Name)…”

Before you could say anything, Mirio had crossed the room, slamming your body up against the door while his lips crashed against yours, rough and demanding; just how you liked it, just how you liked him.

No words were exchanged as your hands roamed each other’s bodies, stripping away clothing until you were naked and pressed up against one another, his larger body keeping you pinned in place effortlessly.

“There were reports, on T.V. that you were captured” He pulled his head away as he spoke, busying himself by trailing harsh bites down your neck and towards your chest, making you gasp out softly in response to the rough treatment. Though you loved every moment of it, your hands going to his well-muscled back so that you could pull him closer, craving more of his touch.

“I was…they were naïve”

You whimpered out his name as he lifted you up against the door, burying his dick inside of your hot, welcoming body without warning; the sudden onslaught of pleasure leaving you more than a little breathless while he fucked you against the door.

It seemed your answer hadn’t been something he wanted, or maybe he was just over-thinking your answer like he had so many times before.

“Just a smile, then they were dead” You laughed, moaning loudly when his hand closed around the base of your neck, his other hand on your hip, keeping you steady against the door while he fucked you with a roughness you hadn’t seen before.

“What’s that? You killing heroes for me now?”

He grinned widely, blue eyes glued to you as you moaned and squirmed in front of him, your eyes rolling back as you allowed the oh-so-addictive pleasure to overcome you; not worrying yourself with the way he choked you.

Mirio would never let you die, not his precious little pet; not after going through so much effort just to show you how he saw the world.

“I was mad before, wondering how many people I’d have to kill to get you back” Mirio paused, eyeing you up hungrily as your body bounced from having him fuck you so hard; he was positive your back would be bruised later on from the force of your body hitting the solid wooden door.

However, bruises could be taken care of and he had more than a couple different ways he could apologise to you if you did end up bruising.

“But knowing you actually killed a hero to get back to me…fuck, I’m going to have to reward you for that baby.”

You whined out softly as his hold on your neck loosened, allowing you to gulp in much needed oxygen, your hips bucking down against him each time he hit your spot; his thrusts only growing more erratic as he began to near his end.

“So tell me, do you want me to give you a nice reward? Or should I just fuck you until you’re unconscious and we call that your reward?” He laughed at the cry of desperation that fell from your lips, your nails dragging over his back harshly until Mirio decided to pin your arms above your head; his hips stuttering to a stop as he buried himself inside of you; shooting his hot cum deep inside of you.

Your own orgasm had you squirming and grinding down against him, desperate to ride out the high that overcame you; his name endlessly spilling from your ravished lips, surely loud enough for the entire building to hear.

“That’s right, tell everyone who you belong to baby…you’ve come so far, you know that right? I’m so proud of you baby girl, my little villainous slut.”

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