#and being told what to do and obeying without thought.. im already into that

[transmascfucktoy]

hmmm. im probably into hypnosis

[flowerisevil]

MAD DRAGON | Harwin Strong x OC! Targaryen

this is not proofread im sorry

summary: in which Harwin tried to get the attention of the only and only Tatria Targaryen the second born of Viserys and late Aemma Targaryen.

A/N: this is my first fanfic so sorry if it's shitty also English is not my first language so excuse my wrong grammar, I think its kinda long so sorry if it bored you😭

words: 2k+

"Father please, you told me as long as I will help you at the court you wouldn't wed me to anyone then why are you doing this?" The second born princess" yell echoed throughout the room his older sister Rhaenyra tried to stop her from fighting with their father but the princess didn't listen to her.

"I know my dear but you can't live your life always at the court, you have your duty and it is to be wed to a man," Viserys said in a calm voice, after all, he understand why her daughter is acting like this she was in pure shock.

"Was that really the reason? or perhaps I have no use in your eyes anymore because Rhaenyra is now the new heir" Viserys and Rhaenyra looked at her in disbelief.

Ever since the princesses were kids the Tatria never showed any signs of jealousy towards Rhaenyra she already knew that she will be the heir to the Iron Throne that's why she just decided to help at the court as much as she can, she helped them transfer some products from Driftmark help her father with the councils she did everything so she wouldn't lose her use in this kingdom.

"You off to marry me to some creepy old bastard king, because if Nyra became the heir I will have no use anymore!" the princess yelled again.

"Tatria, let's not argue now there will be a feast happening for your brother-" Viserys was cut off when her younger daughter slammed her hand on the table in front of him.

"No, I want to know why you're suddenly doing this to me. I've been a good daughter to you! following your orders and sick rules! I do everything you told me to do!" she swallowed hard she feel that she can't form any words anymore without shaking.

"then be a good daughter and obey me! be a good daughter like your sister and have some use!" Their father snapped, and she leave the room with tears streaming down her eyes.

After three years of being a good daughter to her, this is what she will get? she will never let herself be trapped in a loveless marriage.

The young Targaryen was walking down the halls when an arm snaked around her shoulder she turned around and saw her older sister behind her was her knight, Ser Criston Cole.

"I'm sorry about earlier Nyra, I just can't stand the idea of a forced arranged marriage" She started and looks down at the floor while they were walking, she did feel guilty about her sudden burst out she could've handled it better then maybe her father wouldn't shout at her.

"You really do care how will father see you do you?" Said Rhaenyra she feels like her sister could hear her thoughts.

"Being a Targaryen is all I have Rhaenyra I'm no future queen like you in no time I will have no use anymore so having a good image in our father's eyes is a really big thing to me" Rhaenyra looked at her as they rode their horses.

Tatria's horse runs faster than them she is a skilled rider having to travel to different places gave her the benefits of being a great horse rider but that doesn't mean she's not also a great dragon rider, at a very young age her eggs didn't get to hatched no one knows why some say maybe she isn't destined to be one even their parents thought the same but the young princess don't believe them so when she turned 6 she tried to claim one of their old dragons Icaras everyone was shocked and worried for her when she landed in front of the castle while riding the big dragon.

Rhaenyra can see her sister's potential and how special she is some might not notice but she is very smart, she's a fast learner unlike her who is a slow learner, Tatria learns new things every month studying various languages, cultures, and such. She knew their father can't stop her from whatever she is planning no man can stop her after all a mad dragon cannot be tamed.

Tatria stopped in a forest to calm herself nature always makes her calm the sound of the birds made and the smell of fresh air is enough to ease her anger.

"no use" she chuckles passionless, her small smile faded when she heard a growl she looked around and saw a huge boar preparing to attack her, she tried to ignore it thinking it wouldn't hurt her but she was wrong it chase her and she ran.

fuck! how could I forget my dagger right now?

"Shit!" she shouted when it catches her and hover on top of her she tried to pull away but it keeps on scratching her dress she was holding its mouth to keep from biting her while trying to grab something she can defend herself with.

Finally grabbing a stone she almost dropped it when the boar bites her arm and shoulder tearing that part of her dress too, she held the rock tightly and slammed it on the boar's head, it dropped beside her she keeps hitting it until it wasn't breathing anymore.

"you will make a great gift for my brother" she laughed and looked for a stick where she can put the boar after she finished her small gift she rode her horse and go to the feast.

She finally arrived at the feast she walked around blood dripping down her broken dress the bite mark on her arm and shoulder was visible but she paid no attention to it, everyone was looking at her but didn't care.

"stop that" Harwin looked at his brother who was now glaring at him.

"stop what? " he answered while peeling off the skin of the rabbits.

"stop lusting over the princess" Larys his brother said not looking at him.

"She's just very amazing, seven hells I would do anything for that woman" Harwin sounds like a little boy, Larys made a face.

"She's crazy and a pain in the ass, some knights say that even the King can't tame her, she is reckless" Larys looked at Tatria she was looking for her family.

"Look at her, she doesn't look like a princess" Larys added.

"Yeah but she's hot" Larys rolled his eyes at his brother's answer.

"Don't tell me I didn't warn you, some say she's very fond of men who will submit to her" Larys smirked and leave his brother to grab more coal.

He watched her walk with the boar in her bare hand he needs to consult a maester and see what's the problem when him, and why it turns him on with this side of her, this is not the first time he feels like this towards the young princess.

Way back before when Tatria caught some guards trying to steal some of their products he remembers her pulling her sword and pointing it at the thief's neck.

"Those products you're stealing are for the people in my kingdom so I suggest you let that go or the only thing that will come back to your families are your heads" that's the exact words you said to them, everyone working for you knows how much you hate injustice.

"Harwin the goddamn rabbits!" He's brother shouts at him.

Tatria's attention was caught when she heard a shout when she looks at it, she saw Larys Strong talking to a guy he looks familiar but she doesn't know his name.

"Tatriea! Where have you been?" Alice her best friend slash her new stepmother and immediately ran to her, They are still friends even though she married her father she understands her as also a woman fighting to survive a patriarchial society she understands her.

"I'm great do not worry I have a gift for Aegon" Tatreia smiled and show her best friend the boar. It was a genuine smile Tatreia rarely smiles only when she accomplishes something she wants.

"You could've gotten yourself killed!" Alicent was worried she already felt there was something wrong the moment Rhaenyra came without you and when she heard that you and your father fought.

Someone pulled Alicent away from Tatreia it was her sister, Rhaenyra looked so worried and when she saw the bite marks on her sister's body she instantly panicked.

"Call the maester! get help my sister is injured! " Rhaenyra yells some knights tried to hold her but Tatreia refused.

"I'm fine, I want to give this to father a peace offering," She said and walked over to her father but Otto Hightower blocked her.

"Princess I think you should stay away from the King first you caused a scene here you should go to the tent and clean yourself" He whispered at her, Tatreia's eyes shut when Otto put his hand where the bite was a squeezed it. He and Otto never really get along after what he did to Alicent her hatred towards him just got worst

"Get out of my way," she said but Otto still push her away it was a soft push no one would think that he is intentionally hurting you.

You held his hand where he place it on your shoulder and took it off you "I will leave whenever I want, I'm not going to ask again Get. Out. Of.  My. Way. " Tatreia moved forward and bumped Otto's shoulder.

She goes to his father and sends him a small smile.

"I came here to gift my baby brother, In Vale, it's lucky for babies to be gifted by wild animals and turn their fur into some apparel" Viserys looked at the boar his daughter was holding.

He knew its a peace offering not wanting to fight with her anymore he smiled at her and gave her a small nod.

"Thank you, my daughter, you can give it there to Ser Larys Strong he will take care of it" Tatreia nodded she went beside her father a give him a peck on his right cheek giving him some bloodstains.

"Now where is Larys Strong?" her smile has now faded finding the guy her father mentioned.

On the other hand.

"Come on brother! Just introduce me to her please I'm begging you" Harwin beg to his brother he knew his brother knew the princess he works for her before.

"Why me? I can't even talk to her without stuttering! I'm sure father could help you with that" Larys shrugged him off

He was about to beg again when the princess approached them, they both looked at her at the same time.

Harwin examined her, her dress has scratches like a lot you can see her arm that has a bite, and her shoulders god he can see her collarbones, her white hair that was covered with blood, and her face too.

He snapped back when the princess throw them the boar it was heavy, how did she manage to carry this?

"Father told me you will take care of that, Larys Strong right?" Her low and raspy voice and her strong valyrian accent are also visible when speaking.

"Yes, princess anyway this is my brother princess" Larys voice was trembling.  Tatreia nod acknowledging his name.

"Tatreia the maester is here, he needs to look at your bites" Harwin tries his best not to show annoyance when they're interrupted but he can't do anything about it the princess needs to be healed.

"Nothing to worry sister" Her deep chuckle sounds like music to Harwin's ear.

Tatreia wrapped her arm around her sister's shoulder, Tatreia is younger but she's quite taller than Rhaenyra.

"Brother you're drooling" Larys teased him he push him away because of annoyance he didn't even introduce him properly.

"Fuck off"

Tatreia took off her clothes the maester looked at her bleeding arm and shoulder the only people in the tent were her, Rhaenyra, and the maester.

"The bites are a bit deep princess but they will heal soon when the wound close I suggest you apply this so you wouldn't get any scars from it" The maester suggest as he gave the princess a small circular container but Tatreia only refused.

"No, I don't need it maybe a scar would look good on me," she said Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and sit beside her.

"Men wouldn't like women who have scars," Rhaenyra said.

"Well if men don't want them maybe women would" she advised and teasingly raise her eyebrows.

Tatreia was always open to Rhaenyra about her preferences as she said before "who cares if it's men or women as long as it can give you pleasure why reject? "

"Whatever you say, anyways have you seen how Harwin looks at you?" Her eyes squint to what her sister has told her? Harwin?

"Who is he?"

"Seven Hells you were just talking to her earlier! Larys' brother Harwin "Breakbones" Strong" Rhaenyra opened a bit their tent and pointed at the man she called breakbones.

"oh sorry I forgot," she said, they stayed there for a while as soon as Ser Criston came and hand Tatreia her new clothes to wear, she wear them immediately and go outside.

She walked between Alicent and her father she asked permission if can carry baby Aegon, and Alicent allowed her.

"he seems to like you, look," Alicent said, Aegon was nuzzling inside your neck.

"Rhaenyra, come here look at your brother" Viserys invited her but Rhaenyra refused instead she told their father that she was tired and will go home.

"She just needs time, father" Tatreia explained earning a small nod from her father and a smile from the queen.

She knew Rhaenyra is having a hard time accepting everything after all Alicent was their friend and marrying their father after their mother died was her last straw, Rhaenyra also knows that Aegon might get in his way of inheriting the Iron Throne.

Days passed after the feast she and Viserys never opened up about the marriage as much as possible and proceed to go back to normal.

Tonight she goes with Ser Lyris to visit the City, this will be the first time she will visit their city she did once visit it but not the whole city her father forbids her from going in the city without any guards with her even now.

"The King told me to look after you princess, wherever I go you must be there too, trust me, princess the city is more dangerous at night," Ser Lyris said to her.

"Women are never safe, Ser Lyris," Tatreia said and walked past him.

"This kid is much worse than I thought" Lyris whispered to himself though he meant it not in a bad way, not in a good way either she doesn't hate the princess why would she hate the princess who helped them when they were in so much need

They arrived at the quarters of the City Watch everyone stood up when they saw the princess, confusion filled their faces, confused about what is the princess doing there.

"The King ordered starting now all of us will help Princess Tatreia in her work you will oblige everything she said," Lyris told the guards they all bowed to her, and she took off her helmet and her white hair revealed tied in a low ponytail.

"I'm sorry to disturb your knight but there are new products from Driftmark and Runestone that will be transferred here tonight and my men cannot bear all this, so I need your help Lord Royce and his ship will drop in the port and so is Laenors" she explained everyone is listening they wouldn't want to anger the princess.

After explaining they all traveled to the port to get the derivatives while riding her horse she notice a man knocked off his horse, and she immediately went to him and helped him stand up.

"Are you alright?" She asked she take the fabric from her pocket and helped the man wipe off the blood on his nose.

She looked at him and big seductive eyes meets her she couldn't tell if the man's eyes were brown or deep blue because of the night, but he looked familiar. 

"Ser Strong right? You're Lary's brother?" the man nods he's still looking at her.

"You can ride with me I think you broke your nose, Ser we need to get you to a healer" she helped him stand up and go to her horse, Tatreia felt Harwin's arm around her abdomen she gulped and try to brush off the tingling sensation in her stomach.

"Maester, please check on him" Tatreia yells and she lay Harwin on the nearest bed.

She pulled back as the healer tries to check on him, she was just watching them check on him and when they were done the maester talked to her, he said it was nothing serious.

"Breakbones is used to this kind of accident," The maester said before leaving them. breakbones?

"How are you feeling?" Tatreia sat beside his bed.

"I'm okay now, I'm sorry for bothering you princess" he apologized, he can't even look at the princess without getting embarrassed.

The wound didn't hurt he had experience way worse but when Tatreia offered her the ride he took it as an opportunity now he's guilty because instead that the princess being in the port to talk with her partners she was stuck here with him.

"Nothing to apologize for, I'll just send a raven to Lyris that I cannot come tonight, I must stay here the maester can't look after you tonight he's child is also sick" The princess explained now he felt more guilty.

"You can go now, princess" Harwin insist.

"No I want to make sure myself that you're okay I can go there later" Harwin didn't fought with her anymore after all the Princess doesn't take no for an answer.

Tatreia just sat beside her reading the book the maester left and sometimes she would look at Harwin to check him but she would always catch him staring at her.

"you know it's rude to stare, Ser Harwin" Tatreia said without looking at him.

"So tell me do you fancy my sister?" Harwin's eyes widen.

"Princess?" Harwin asked

"I'm sorry I don't know how to start a conversation" The princess said and stood up, she already forgot what her older sister just told her earlier at the tent.

"I'm leaving now Ser Harwin, I'll go back tomorrow" She bow her head a bit and pat the knight's shoulder.

As soon as the Princess left the room Harwin released the breath he's been holding.

"God, she's truly a goddess" Harwin sighed all night Tatreia's face wouldn't leave his head and it makes him hard to sleep.

"Fuck sleep Harwin!" he said to himself.

A/N: I hope you liked it im sorry if its so long.

[hairytonsils27]

i pour out some of my best work when im being terribly challenged by life. this time, a piece of my roaring 20s is just a clump of mere thoughts put altogether, which is funny, because put together is everything i am not. this time, i am not sure if this works as a reality check or a mental health hospital check-in. to begin with, i am ok. i think i am. life has been quiet since everyone left. i am not the same person anymore, i think. i learn to speak less and listen more. everytime im quiet, i feel like im back at highschool, noticing the world without being a part of it. im not sure i miss them. im really not sure i miss them. terrible thing to admit. i havent gone into grief, because im not sure there is something to grieve for, at this point. im not sure about anything. for me, right now, the world feels like the earth has stopped spinning. like everythings paused for a second before i close my eyes and wake up to a 9-5. im not sure if im lonely. i have felt the most lonely when my tribe was right next to me. now this, this is either very good or very bad. because, if those people were my tribe then i should be missing them, no? life currently feels on hold and it cought me right in the moment of catching a breath. therapy works. i wish i could just show her things rather than talk about them. i wish i could show her my blog. i wish i could show her my sink.i wish i could play her my music. have her sit on my beanbag. have her rot right on my spot. have her smoke, have her watch the same things i watch. have her taste a spoonful of my reality. i wish i could make her experience me in my living room. i cant talk about these things. i can tell her if its getting bad but she doesnt know in what ways. and i just cant, either. have her sip my already warmed 4 times in the microwave coffee. she would understand. but now its all just 'not sick enough, not depressed enough, not anxious enough, not autistic enough'. the best place for me to sit is right next to my microwave. that way i can make fresh coffee to later warm up in there. i love my house and how it used to be full of life. i know things will get better but right now growing up feels scary. me realizing that im not longer who i used to be is scary. me understanding that my experiences are the way the are because of me is scary. i should have been better. i shouldnt be 20 years old and googling the definition of respect. i shouldnt be 20 years old, a manipulating cunt with a sick mother. all the things i always knew i wanted in life, a spouse, a kid, lifelong friends, im realizing that no matter how badly i want them and how my gut always told me that i would find my happiness there, i cant do them. i simply cant do them. i always wanted a sunny house. maybe thats all thats mine in this lifetime. maybe thats all i can handle. maybe i simply exist to spend a lifetime under the sun, wondering where i went south with the rest of the living thing. im sure ill have a husband someday, because revolutionary as i am, im societys rules little bitch and i'll obey. maybe ill get baptized catholic like ive wanted since i was 17. maybe ill have a small kitchen with concrete countertops and a tile backsplash. i will have brown hair. and ill still wonder where the fuck did i go wrong, under the sun.

[meltedicescream]

Obey Me Bois with an Mc who has No Self Preservation

eyyy im back with my dumbassary

Spoilers for 15-16-17

tw//death, drowning, etc

Tags: Angst

Lucifer

Poor man is loosing any sleep he was getting because of you

He's had to stop you from fighting all of his brothers multiple times because you tried to fight them

He's also had to stop himself from fighting you

This man has caught you telling a lower level demon "do it pussy" because that demon told its friend it would eat you, and he had to immediately pick you up under your arms like a misbehaving cat

He's picked you up like this multiple times

He's genuinely thought about keeping you on a leash because of how often you have strayed away from the group and almost fucking died

Mammon

Loves joining you in almost falling off of a cliff on accident because you thought nothing bad could happen

Actually he doesn't.

He has mini panic attacks when he can't find you

He'll occasionally pick you up when he realizes that you're in a dangerous area

Has caught you before you told a random, really buff demon to fight you, apologizing to the demon profusely while holding you under his arm

He has also thought about keeping you on a leash

He says he doesn't care about you but he's the main reason you don't almost die

Leviathan

This fucker didn't care until he took you to an anime convention and told a very buff cosplayer to fight you

He kind of relates it to an anime character he likes

He's caught you from straight up just diving into his fish tank because you thought you could swim all the way to the bottom, but he knew you would drown

Keeps you in his room most of the time and always keeps an eye on you

He won't let you leave his sight, he doesn't want his best friend dying!

He loves keeping you distracted from fighting someone with viceogames

Satan

Oh boy do you make him angry

One time while you were in his room he had to catch you before you could fall because you had climbed onto a pile of books to reach a book you thought looked interesting

He scolded you so bad

He has to keep an eye on you while your in his room

And when your in the kitchen he has to be at the door to keep you from accidentally poisoning yourself

He hates your guts

But he would hate it even more if you died or accidentally hurt yourself

He has kept you on a leash, at least until Asmo said somethin about it to him

He hates asmo now because thats all he can think about now

Asmodeus

He almost screamed when he saw you on the kitchen counter just so you could reach something on the top shelf

He of course quickly ran over and caught you when you fell

You get scoldings every time he sees you doing something stupid

Sometimes he has to charm lower level demons so they won't actually fight you

He swears up and down he's getting stress acne because of you, but even without makeup he has no pimples in sight

Poor man looses his beauty sleep because of you

Beelzebub

Don't worry, he's got you under control

He simply picks you up if you ever start climbing on counters or trying to fight someone

He's never taken care of someone so short before so its really new to him

But he'll gladly carry you around if it means you won't accidentally fall off a counter and hurt yourself or actually get into a fight

He's done this with Mammon (short king) before, when they were younger, picking up Mammon so he wouldn't get into fights over debt

Even if you're just standing on the coffee table to be eye to eye with one of the brothers, he'll still pick you up to make sure you don't get hurt

Belphegor

heres where the spoilers are oh boy

He never expected a human, something so fragile it could die from just one stab, would be so bold as to stand on a counter to reach a mixing bowl

If it hadn't been for Asmo you would have died again because he wasn't fast enough

And when he was intentionally killing you, he didn't expect you not to fight back, you had simply thought the other brothers would come and save you, but you were sadly killed. BUT YOU LIVED!

He's the reason Beel is like a helicopter parent for you

He asked Beel to keep a close eye on you so you wouldn't fucking die any time you got close to a ledge

He doesn't want to lose you, he cares too much! And he hasn't had as much time with you as his older brothers have had

no more spoilers, dear

Diavolo

Because of his princely duties he didn't notice you climbing onto his desk to get his attention, but he looked up right as you fell, swiftly catching you

You get many a scolding from him, but he feels bad about it so he gives you candy, too

He's asked Barbatos to keep an eye on you, but it seems he can't keep control of you without being right next to you at all times

Poor guy is stressed because of you!

He got one of those dog harnesses for you so he could simply tie you to a table with a leash so you wouldn't climb on something you weren't supposed to

And the amount of times he's heard of you almost getting into fights is astronomical

He genuinely thinks he has to keep one eye open just to make sure you aren't climbing through his bedroom window

Barbatos

Due to him being able to see into the future he can easily control you

Buuuut that doesn't mean he hasn't ran into rooms really fast for some close calls

He was wiping down the dining room table due to Diavolo accidentally spilling something when he suddenly dashed into the kitchen. You had been planning on making some cake for the demon prince but you couldn't quite reach the flour so you climbed onto the counter, only to slip. And in the nick of time, Barbatos ran in and caught you right before you hit the ground

He already has enough on his plate, but he's still very willing to take care of you

He's in a group chat with all of the brothers just so he can send a quick text of "mc's about to walk into the basement, grab them before Cerberus does"

Solomon

Wizard bitch tried to use magic on you to keep you from almost dying all the time because you think you can't die

Since magic doesn't seem to stop you, he uses it to catch you or block you from something

He also used his pact with barbatos to his advantage when it comes to you

He doesn't care all that much though, just as long as you don't die

One time he had to physically catch you because you were a dumbass and decided to do a trust fall off of the dining room table in Purgatory Hall

Simeon

So he had two children to take care of?

He's always holding your hand no matter what as if you were a toddler so you can't run off and almost die

He has went into his full angel form just to catch you before you could slip off of something

He doesn't trust you with anything sharp so he doesn't allow you in the kitchen

He won't let you around anything dangerous out of fear of you hurting yourself

He fucking started crying when you simply slipped in a puddle and scraped your knee. Humans are so fragile and he thought you were going to die!

Luke

The baby can't do anything when you almost die so like theres nothing here lmao

[hjsraccoon]

Consequences

anon: "pls hongjoong x wooyoung x reader" - requests are open!!

genre: drabble, smut

pairing: dom! hongjoong x gn! reader x wooyoung

!!warning!!: threesome, reader is gender neutral but is the one penetrated, unprotected sex (don't you even dare) choking, one slap on the face, very slight degradation and dumbification, finger sucking, some dirty talk and curse words, use of pet names (angel, sweetie, little toy) slight begging, mention of overstimulation and edging, hinting at sadistic! joong and more of the act

a/n: i kinda really rushed this and im not satisfyed but wanted to post finally, so im sorry if this is not what you had in mind anon!! but i hope you enjoy regardless <3

writing under the cut!!

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The hand cluching your jaw tightened as you let out another choked moan. You stopped counting how many orgasms you've went throught during the night, all you could focus on is the one getting closer and closer with every thrust. Hongjoong scoffed, watching your eyes roll into the back of your head as Wooyoung worked his magic on you from behind.

It was usual for you to have sex like this, you were happily dating the two boys. What made the occasion different was that, you were caught red handed with Wooyoung by your other boyfriend, even thought he told you to wait for him. You were all over each other, basically dry-humping like animals in heat when Hongjoong walked in.

So he got you here, ass up in the air as Wooyoung was pounding into you without a halt, and the older's hand around your jaw was in a grip as he murmured dirty things to you.

"Couldn't even wait for me for half an hour? How desperate do you have to be, hm, angel?"

It only earned another cry from you as the dark haired boy's cock abused that sweet spot inside you. Your thights and hands were violetly shaking and trembling, and if it wasn't for Hongjoong's hold on you, you would've already fallen face first into the mattress.

"Fuck..." he groaned "Must've been so eager for his cock, now you're going to take it until you can't no more, alright sweetie?"

His voice was laced with fake sympathy as his hand let your jaw and travelled down to your throat. Meanwhile, Wooyoung took up his pace as his hands found a comfortable grip on your hips. He could last for a couple of rounds, but he was getting close too as his hips sputtered and his soft moans turned into desperate groans. While Hongjoong was overstimulating you by using Wooyoung, he has forbidden him from cumming. And as much as the younger wanted to obey him, it was getting more and more difficult.

You looked up at your other boyfriend, searching for some mercy, but you were met with darkened eyes and a half-sided smirk. Hongjoong cooed at the tears prickling in the corners of your eyes and brought his hand up to lightly brush them always. You closed your eyes but they shot open when you heard a loud slapping noise and felt a sharp pain on your cheekbone. His expressions turned into an unamused one as you looked up at him with doe eyes. His hand tightened around your neck, giving it a strong sqeeze just as Wooyoung found your sweet spot again, causing you to see stars.

"Hmm, are you enjoying this? Do you like being slapped around and used like a little toy?"

Hongjoong's voice lacked any sweetness as he talked to you, the fingers he used to swipe away your tears roughly entering your mouth, making you taste the saltiness on the digits. You tried forming words to answer him, but all that came out were choked moans of their names and, to Hongjoong's biggest enjoyment, some drool.

"What? Is Wooyoungie's cock too good? You can't even talk anymore because he's fucking you silly?"

Wooyoung's dick twiched at the older's words as his thrusts became slower and deeper. The fake-pity returned to the other's voice, but his face twisted into one of pure sadism.

"H-Hongjoong please...!" you heard Wooyoung's eager voice from behind you, begging for his release. Ignoring his pleas, the older showed his finger further into your mouth, causing you to gag around them and you could feel his nails digging into the sides of your neck. Hongjoong looked up at the boy behind you and nodded in approval.

That was all Wooyoung needed, his hips stilled inside you and he let his upper body fall, caging you to the mattress as his cum shot inside you in ropes. With a final thrust of his, you were thrown over the edge too, a pained yelp escaping your mouth as you cleched around his member, milking him of everything he has.

He carefully held you up by your middle, but didn't pull out, and you could feel his legs shaking behind you as well. You two breathed heavily in sync, taking your time to get down from your highs. Just as it was starting to be too much to have him inside you, and third, almost forgotten voice broke the peace of your panting.

"Oh dear, look at you two, so fucked out already... It's not even half of what's to come."

[dreamypqulson]

— our little secret

summary: part 2 where your mother phyllis starts to catch on to you and alice.

pairing: alice macray x reader

word count: 1400

pt.1

After three weeks, Alice had finally asked you to officially be her girlfriend. That was only between the both of you but, it still felt nice to be official.

Today, you had came home a little later than anticipated. Alice took you out to dinner where she asked you, then back to her house to openly celebrate. It felt so surreal, all of it; finally being able to call the woman who you've had a crush on for years, your lover. Being able to grab her waist and kiss her like you've dreamt. You were so caught of in the moment, in Alice, that you forgot about your curfew.

As long as you were under your mothers roof, she gave you a curfew. It didn't matter that you were an adult, out of high school. If you were coming back to her house for the night, then you would be back when she wanted you to be.

So you were possibly a few hours late coming home. You tried to sneak in through the front door, hoping everyone would be asleep at two in the morning. But to your dismay, your mother stood right there, waiting for your 'sinful' presence.

"What are you doing home so late? Where have you been" Phyllis starts. You hated that she was about to ruin one of the best days you've had in awhile.

"I told you, mother. I was with Alice" Your mother could trust Alice, that's why you thought she would brush past that you've hardly been home.

"And is Alice still outside? I'd like to speak to her." If Alice was still outside, you would lie to your mother. You knew Alice wouldn't be able to cover this up. "No. She left when I made it inside."

You began your journey up the stairs. This conversation was wearing you out already.

"What is it with your fixation on Alice lately?" says Phyllis. She seems irritated but you could care less as you continue to walk up the stairs. You can feel her following you and you know from experience that her hands are on her hips

You would've stopped in your tracks but you just wanted to run away from everything that Phyllis was saying. "It's not a fixation. Alice is my friend."

"Your friend now, Is she?"

"What? Are you jealous?" you ask and turn to face your appalled looking mother. "Go to your room! Now!" Phyllis said, loud enough that greg rest of you family was most definitely awake now.

Although you wanted to seem bigger, you obeyed because you couldn't stand here without yelling much longer. "And don't think about going to Alice's house tomorrow! She's leaving without you after the meeting!"

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"She said I can't go home with you today" you say, pouting. With your arms crossed to your chest, you looked like a small angry child. Alice couldn't suppress her giggle and a blush formed on your cheeks when you couldn't deny that the sound of her laughter did brighten your mood.

You were standing in the middle of your bedroom with Alice after she excused herself to use the restroom during the meetings. That's how she always snuck up to your room.

"Then you have to listen to her, baby. You don't want her to fully ban you from seeing me" she placed her warmed hands on your shoulders, causing them to un-tense.

"She's starting to catch on, Alice. Im so nervous. I don't want her to ruin everything. Do you know what'll happen if she were to find out?"

The older woman wrapped her arms around your entire frame and pulled you into a tight hug. You nuzzled your neck into the soft fabric on her chest and she kissed the top of your head before placing her chin on top of it. "I know. I'm a little worried too but you're stressing too much. I don't want this to be all you're thinking about. You're wearing yourself down over it."

You let out a muffled sigh. "How are you so calm about this?" You asked and pulled away to look into her brown eyes. "Because I know that we are meant to be so it'll all work out" you turned into melted butter at her words. The sun was beating down on you through the window and she could see just how red your cheeks have gotten. You hoped she thought it was just the heat, opposed her being able to get you so flustered.

She walked you over to your bed and pulled you onto her lap. You immediately melted into her. You were exhausted from staying up last night. Your mothers words kept repeating in your head, as if it were a song on full volume, it prevented you from sleeping and kept your mind dancing and dancing.

"I love you Alice. You make me feel so happy" the woman leaned down and pecked your lips that had been waiting for hers. "I love you, honey. I will forever and ever. Not matter what."

You looked back up at her, grinning. "Forever?" You asked. She nodded, smirking, matching your entire expression.

You twisted your body to straddle her waist. "And ever?" you asked again, she hummed against your lips that began to work on hers.

Her hands skimmed your waist but before she could get a good grip, you pushed her back by her shoulders. "Well you're in luck that i'll love you even more, forever and ever" She threaded her hands in your hair and pulled your closer. You completely missed and kissed her jawline instead but it seemed that she enjoyed it with the hummed that released, so you continued.

"Oh good lord!" You heard your mothers exaggerated gasp from the door way. You jumped off of Alice so fast that Phyllis had to blink twice to see if what she saw had been her mind playing games.

"What is going on here?" She looked angry, expectedly. But mostly at Alice. This was something that didn't surprise her too much with you, but with Alice...

"Phyllis" Alice said, her voice calming but only you would be able to distinguish the slight falter. She walked over to your mother, putting her hands on the woman's elbow. She had none of that, she pulled away faster than you did with Alice moments ago.

She looked at her as if she were a pig, running through the house after rolling in mud. You hated how she now stared at your Alice with such hatred.

"Mother!" you said but didn't bother to continue. You could already feel tears welling in your eyes and the lump forming in your throat. You could even feel Alice struggling to suppress the urge to hug you and tell you it's okay.

"How could you betray me like this, Alice? I'm beside myself. I'm disgusted." Phyllis said. And in this moment you realized, your mother never actually cared about you. She wanted this to happen to give her a reason to abandon you.

"Phyllis, if you just let me explain-"

"No. There is nothing to explain! I want y/n out of my house and I never want to see either of you again!" She said, before either of you could protest, she was out of your room. Slamming the door so hard, you thought it would come on the hinges.

"Fuck!" You screamed, startling your lover. You knew this would happen and you wouldn't doubt that Alice wouldn't want to be with you anymore. If Phyllis had finally given the woman a 'wake up call.'

"Baby" Alice said, walking towards you. You just dodged her and buried your head into your pillows. "It's okay" she cooed, her hand brushing away the hair that stuck to your tear stained face.

"It's not!" You said, more aggressive than anticipated "I have no where to go. My entire family thinks i'm a disgrace."

"Don't be silly" she laid beside you, your faces inches apart. It took you your all to not kiss her, you really didn't want another incident. "I would never leave you to the wolves. You can stay with me. And your family...if they can't accept you for who you are then don't let it bother you. You're not a disgrace, if you were then how would I love you this much? Think about it."

"Alice" you whimpered. More salty tears pooled down from your eyes. "Thank you. You really don't have to do this. I can find an apartment or something."

"No no no. I want you to stay with me. It would be lovely." You gave her a weak smile "Now go pack your bags honey. You're coming home with me."

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[kenganparadise]

Hey!! I hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself! If you could, can I have some headcanons on Seki, Julius, Kiohzan, Takayama, Okubo, and Wakatsuki catching their S/O grinding on a pillow please? Something along the lines of that they told their S/O not to touch themselves and are about to get “upset” but S/O fires back with a “technically Im not touching myself”. If it’s too much don’t worry honey <333 Thank you!!

Seki, Julius, kiohzan, Takayama, Okubo and Wakatsuki catching their S/O masturbating when they were ordered not to-

🔞NSFW AHEAD🔞

Seki-

• Seki and his S/O have been exploring new things in the bedroom. For example: dom and sub dynamics. Seki never knew his S/O liked being ordered around so much.

• He decided to try giving more specific orders, for example no touching yourself for a whole month.

• little did he know behind his back his S/O is in their shared room, humping a pillow till they climax, in secret of course.

• Seki comes home early to find them directly disobeying the orders he gave them.

• “Aren’t you being a little brat? I thought I told you not to touch yourself.” He says with a smirk, arms crossed and leaning in the doorway.

• “but I’m not see!” His S/O shows him their empty hands. Seki can’t help but laugh. He knows He’s been outsmarted.

• his S/O won this rounds fair and square. “Fine fine. You got me. Now lemme help you out.” He says as he begins removing his clothing.

Julius-

• Julius is a strict dom. There will be no disobeying or defying him without a mean punishment. He takes no backtalk whatsoever.

• it’s a common rule that his S/O isn’t allowed to touch themselves without express permission from Julius himself. Otherwise they’ll get a rough spanking.

• to his surprise he finds them grinding against a pillow in their shared bedroom. A fire is lit in his chest whenever his S/O outright disobeys him. He likes it when they follow orders, but he likes it even more when they disobey them.

• Julius is quite good at brat taming.

• his S/O notices his hulking figure in the doorway and they freeze up. “I thought I said no touching yourself?” He says, crossing his arms over his chest. “You did! And I’m not see!” They say waving their hands in the air.

• Julius almost rolls his eyes. He can’t help but smirk. He approaches them “doesn’t matter. You know what I meant.” He says. He’s already throwing them over his knee so they can receive their punishment.

Kiohzan-

• he doesn’t usually dominate his S/O hardcore, but while on his trip he didn’t want them masturbating without him. So he gives the simple order ‘no touching yourself without permission’

• but his S/O needs to rub one or two out while He’s away. Though unbeknownst to his S/O Kiohzan came home early.

• He was actually pleasantly surprised to find his S/O in such a scandalous position! Straddling a pillow and calling out his name.

• forgetting his orders he quickly strips down to help his S/O out. Later he’ll scold them for disobeying him.

Takayama-

• Takayama took his role of being dominate very seriously. There was no beating around the bush with this man. His orders are meant to be followed.

• he gave his S/O specific instructions “only touch yourself with permission” he expected those orders to be obeyed.

• you can imaging his surprise coming home and hearing whimpers coming from the bedroom. Instantly his suit jacket is off and He’s undoing his watch and tie, ready to punish his S/O for disobeying him.

• he finds his S/O straddling a pillow while bucking their hips into it wildly. He clears his throat, catching their attention.

• they throw their hands up. “You said no touching myself! Look I’m not!” They have a proud smirk on their face, thinking they’ve outsmarted him.

• “tch. You know what I meant. Now ass up.” He barks out. Either way, they’re getting punished tonight. Though, Takayama will remember to be more specific with his orders.

Okubo-

• He’s not the best at playing dom and giving orders. He gets all giddy and giggles a lot. He really likes it when his S/O follows orders. When his S/O disobeys him, he gets a little frustrated.

• his punishments are the worst. They range from spanking, to face fucking for long periods of time, to even putting his S/O in chastity. He’s quite the talented brat tamer.

• imaging his delight when he catches his S/O humping a pillow- his pillow to be exact. Excitement fills him, He’s ripping out of his clothes- literally.

• his S/O hears the sound of clothing tearing as Okubo nears them. He’s already hard and ready to go. “Oh! You’re gonna get it now!” He says, grabbing at their body. “I thought I don’t you no touching yourself!” He says, pinning them beneath him.

• They giggle, “you did! See I’m not using my hands! So that means-“ “yeah yeah whatever! You’re still gonna get it!” He says smashing his lips to theirs.

Wakatsuki-

• Waka prefers receiving orders over giving them. So the rare times he does, he kinda expects his S/O to break them. He still gets a rush when they obey him however.

• he comes home from a jog to find his S/O in the bedroom, fully nude and rutting their hips against a pillow.

• He makes himself known. “Takeshi I-“ “Don’t worry about it.... keep going.” He says sitting on the edge of the bed.

• “Do you mind... if I watch you?” He asks almost timidly. His S/O chuckles as they begin working their hips against the pillow.

• After He’s soaked up the view for a while he’ll strip down. Of course this will lead to some steamy love making.

[hanazuma-inactive]

Hello! This is kind of a long request and well- Hopefully you’re fine with doing temporary Body Swap. :>

So basically Bakugou and his Male S/O are pro heroes and when out on a mission, they both get hit by a villain who has a swap quirk. Basically, they just swapped bodies. (Y/n is in Bakugou’s body and Bakugou is in Y/n’s body, they basically just switched minds.) They are told by the other pro heroes that the two should go home and take the day off. Unfortunately, nobody knows how long the quirk effect will stay, but they were convinced it was only temporary. So the two go back to their shared apartment and the day goes on pretty normal- besides the fact that, you know, they’ve swapped bodies. Though later Y/n gets a bit of an idea. What if he were to f*ck Bakugou in this body? The thought seemed kinda strange at first since he would literally be f*cking his own body, but he couldn’t deny that the thought was turning him on. Especially wanting to see Bakugou’s reaction. So, he basically handcuffs Bakugou to prevent him from struggling and.. while in the middle of doing it, something happens.. Shit! Why did it have to happen now?? Y/n panics in his head as he realizes they just swapped bodies again, and he is now at the mercy of Bakugou Katsuki himself..

I actually sent a request kinda similar to this to someone else but it was a while ago and they haven’t responded so they may not have liked it, or it just didn’t arrive. And sorry for choosing Bakugou again, you just may be able to figure out who my favorite character is.. Sorry for my rambling.

If you don’t wanna do it, that’s fine. Anyways, have a good day/night, man!

in his shoes (nsfw) bakugou x reader

pronouns: he/him

warnings: body swapping during sex, bottom and top reader+bakugou, selfcest (?), degrading, bratty behavior, claimming and possesive themes, bondage (handcuffs)

a/n: i really like this concept and i will write it don't worry 😎👍 i usually write all of my requests anyways. im also sorry this took literally 5 years.

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katsuki bakugou and y/n bakugou. the two of you have been married for 2 years now after you guys started working as heroes. you both went to UA and graduated at the top of the class. neither of you had time for love or romance resulting in neither of you confessing you feelings for each other. gladly, things managed to work out in the end.

"he's on it again, i need the bakugous here right now."

hearing the police force requesting your assistance, you and your husband show up on the case. it turned out to be the villain that the two of you couldn't capture the last time during patrol. 

"HEH?! look y/n, it's this motherfucker again. what's up with this loser, coming back every time it's annoying." 

"play nice now katsuki, let's just go and restrain him and let the police take care of the rest."

the two of you move quickly to match the villain's rapid movements. katsuki flew around using his quirk to attempt to catch him but failed. the villain was surprisingly agile and you guys had a tough time trying to chase him down. 

after around half an hour of chasing you finally cornered the villain on top of a tall building in the middle of the city that was still in construction. the ground was hard to walk on and somewhat unstable but you managed to find your balance. 

"alright, give it up, you've got nowhere to run now. 

"what he said, stop resisting and i won't blow your face off."

the villain's expression turned to fear as you started to close up on him. out of panic, he used his quirk. it was a small beam that didn't hurt at all. however, after a few seconds your body started to heat up, you looked over to katsuki and you could tell he was feeling the same. what was happening?

seeing the two of you struggling, the villain quickly left the scene but he had trouble moving around due to his surroundings. his movements were also somewhat impaired due to fatigue. it was most likely the aftereffect of his quirk which was why he was pretty reluctant in using it. 

the strange feeling in your chest wouldn't go away and your vision started to blur. next thing you know you woke up on top of the same building to see yourself lying next to you. was his quirk duplication? no it couldn't have been. you tried to stand up but felt the weight of some heavy armor dragging you down. you look down to see yourself wearing katsuki's hero costume and his gauntlet. still in awe, you heard a groan in your own voice next to you. 

"shit… wtf happened, y/n where are you where-" 

it didn't take long for your husband to find out what happened. 

the two of you have switched bodies.

you both tried to explain to the police who's who but it only ended in confusion. you went home with your husband after they put the two of you on break for "damaged mental" from the villain because the majority of the police thought you guys were crazy. 

there weren't any cases similar to body switching between heros before so the doctor said there's nothing that can be done other than attempting to wait off the effect. so there you were, in your husband's body, cooking dinner for the man while you saw your own body lazily sitting on the couch with your legs spread open watching the tv. 

life went as normal for the next two days, since you two were both males there weren't any problems whatsoever. however, one day a thought flew into your mind while taking a nap with katsuki. since he was the one who would usually top, now that you're in his body wouldn't it technically mean you get to top? 

physically you would be using your boyfriend's body to fuck yourself. but the thought of the all mighty bakugou katsuki taking his own dick, his bratty attitude, and lastly breaking him and making him fall apart by your touch aroused you in an indescribable way. you knew katsuki wouldn't agree to this due to his prideful personality so you had to take other measures to carry out your plan. 

you and kastuki had all sorts of toys laying around and you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine with them. while he wasn't looking you grabbed the vibrator, handcuffs, and blindfolds and put them all on the nightstand. now that everything is in place, all you have to do is wait to catch katsuki off guard tonight when he gets tired.

later tonight, after finishing dinner, katsuki was yet again sitting casually again on the couch watching tv, not giving a single care to the world. 

"heyy katsuki!"

"hm? yah?" 

"come with me for a second? i want to show you something!" you said with a sly grin on your face

katsuki didn't care enough to talk back, neither did he think this could lead to the ill intentions you had with him tonight. following you into the bedroom, you gestured katsuki to sit down on the bed. he obeyed although he began to have a suspicion of what you're about to do. using your new body, you abused katsuki's strong muscle and speed to restrain your own body with the handcuffs you prepare. there was no way for katuski to fight back in this situation because your body was simply not built enough to resist his. 

"h-huh? what are you doing dumbass…if you're joking s-stop it now, it's not funny." 

"oh i am very serious katsuki, now that i'm inside your body. i am going to fuck your brains out. i'm gonna thrust that bratty attitude of yours right out the window." 

hearing you say that, your husband looked away to avert his eyes while you heard a small gulp coming from his throat. you could tell he was nervous and that's exactly what you wanted. katsuki has never bottomed in his life before and he does plan on doing so either. 

finally having katsuki in your grasp, you decided to carry on with your plan. you put on the blindfold for him as he jolted in surprise. katsuki tried to get out of the handcuffs but later found his attempt futile. these were the toys he used for you too and he out of everyone should know it's impossible to get out of them. once your husband stopped moving you gentlt took off his pants, leaving him exposed wearing only your boxers with an erection under it.

"aww katsuki~ already hard and i haven't even done anything yet, maybe you're better off being the bottom hm?" you teased 

"s-shut up you shit head, just get on with it, whatever evil plan you have in store for tonight…"

"no need to rush katsuki" you said as you entered his asshole with 2 of your fingers, loosening him up for the vibrator. 

"we have the entire night."

you heard your own voice whimper as you explored more with your fingers. soon enough it was time to put the other toy in. your fingers left for a bit preparing the vibrator, leaving bakugou panting from the pleasure and clenching his hole around well, nothing. you turned on the vibrator and katsuki immediately noticed the familiar sound of what's in your hands. 

"o-oi y/n, don't put it in here, i-i won't be able to take it." 

"oh i'm sure you can~ you made me do it plenty of times, why can't the big and strong bakugou katsuki do it?"

without mercy, you put in the vibrator quickly and let the show play out. katsuki was moaning and groaning while you stroked your own cock enjoying the view. katuski's cock was bigger than yours and you weren't used to jacking off such a big dick but it was a nice first.

seeing a wet spot forming on katsuki's underwear, you knew he was ready to go. you took off katsuki's underwear to see the precum leaking from it, so much it looked like he was about to cum any second now. next, you took out the vibrator and started to spread some lube on your cock. you positioned yourself on top of the katsuki and teased his pink hole with your huge cock. 

"what do good boys say katsuki~?" 

"tch! i'm not saying it, y-you sadistic fuck."

you slapped katsuki's ass so loud that the neighbors probably could've heard you.

"i'm the one in control right now, you listen to what i say, understood?"

"f-fine, jesus christ! p-please y/n, put it inside me…" 

"that's a good boy…" 

after you fit ¾ of your cock in katsuki was already panting heavily trying to catch his breath. it reached his prostate you leaned down on his chest to bite on his nipples to make him feel even better. his hole clenched on your hole so tight you were barely able to move your cock around. you continued to make thrusts and sped them up each time. 

during your thrusts you suddenly felt the weird feeling when fighting the villain again. both you and bakugou's body started to burn up but it wasn't as painful as it was last time. next thing you know everything was pitch black. you felt a piece of black cloth on top of your eyes and a familiar size inside your ass. it didn't take you long to realize that you and bakugou finally switched back. 

you were glad to be back in your own body but why did it have to happen now?! out of all the times it could've happened this was no doubt the worst possible timing. you just teased the crap out of bakugou and now that he's in control again he can take his revenge right here, right now.

"oh? would you look at that…our bodies switched back…" you couldn't see katsuki say this but you could already tell the evil smile on his face. 

"k-katsuki i'm sorry, i didn't mean to tease you that hard i was just trying to have some fun y-y'know." you desperately tried to explain. 

"too late now baby boy… bad boys get punished for what they did. now… get ready, for the night of your fucking life." 

regret, nothing but regret. bakugou was already an aggressive person when it comes to sex, now that you pissed him off even more you weren't prepared for what he was about to do to you. 

without warning, katsuki pulled back his hips and thrusted into you harder than ever. you took his entire length right away and the full feeling in your ass was too overwhelming for you to handle. you started to blabber nonsense, unable to form words due to the pleasure. 

"c'mon baby… gotta speak up if you want me to understand you." bakugou said knowing damn well you can't talk back. 

incoherent moans and groans escaped from your mouth as you felt dry orgasms again and again from katsuki reaching your prostate. you were on the verge of passing out till you saw your husband's panting just as hard as you. you could tell he was very close as well. you tried your best to stay conscious and cum with your husbands. 

katsuki let out a loud moan as he cummed inside you. you reached your orgasm too cumming all over yourself. katsuki licked up the cum on your stomach as you slipped into sweet unconsciousness. he gave you a warm smile and patted your head as he took you into his arms and fell asleep with you. 

[angelictrl]

hihi wifey, im feeling kinda anxious/sad in general so can i request just have satan + asmo being jealous tysm ❤️❤️❤️

JEALOUS SATAN & ASMO.

a/n ;; sorry that this is late and i apologize if this is sucky ! head’s been empty but i’m trying desperately not to get writer’s block </3 also, asmodeus’ part got longer than expected, oops.

cw ;; threats, insecurities, hurt-ish/comfort. satan is a moody baby and asmodeus appreciation/supremacy. not proof-read. that’s all, really, besides some cranky demons. 

# satan. ``

@ others making him jealous . . .

whoever has the audacity to go and make the literal avatar of wrath jealous definitely has a death wish. whether or not some random demon who was getting too touchy, flirting, or taking up your time and attention with or without knowing that you were his partner, he’d still get pissed. 

however, he has two reactions: either, 1. he storms up to them and puts them in their place/threatens them before pulling you away if he hasn’t destroyed something, or 2. he’s just on the verge ... sitting there, peeking over a book with a menacing aura as he glares at everyone like a cat, ready to claw someone in the corner. 

satan trusts you, so if he goes with the latter, he’ll be silently raging internally while he waits for you to tell them you have a boyfriend and decline their advances. if they continue to push you when you already told them no, that’s when blondie here will snap and go with reaction 1.

“oi, just what do you think you’re doing ? my s/o already said no, you pitiful creature(s). quit gawking at them before i forcefully make you. understand?”

@ brothers making him jealous . . .

on the other hand, if it’s one of his brothers hogging all of your attention, he gets more petty than anything, really. the threats are still there, though. and especially if it’s lucifer who’s stealing you away ... yikes, everyone in HoL will know his change in mood as he’s been on lucifer’s ass more than usual with his pranks and curses.

satan will be visibly annoyed and give each and every one of you the cold shoulder by locking himself in his room more often than not (leviathan the hermit, who ?) to get lost in his books until he gets reassurance and affection from you.

he’s not really insecure, but more lost and confused than anything. he’s the brother that’s pretty much the odd one out, though none of them treat him differently, and he’s always had an issue with feeling enmeshed to lucifer. 

even when he knows he’s his own person, he was created from a quite literal ungodly amount of rage and wrath. it’s all he’s known before you came along into his life. so surely ... you’ll excuse him for looking like a kicked puppy as he tries to sort through these new feelings, right ? 

right, because you’re already there holding his hand in reassurance. that same rough hand that’s tortured and destroyed so many things is being held by someone so fragile ... someone who’s looked death in the eye ... someone who makes him feel like he’s something more than just a monster. 

you truly were just like that main character in one of his books ... you were the beauty to his beast. or, properly phrased, you brought out the beauty in his beast. 

# asmodeus. ``

@ others making him jealous . . .

‘oh, honey, you look like rumpelstiltskin, yet you still think you can compare to me ?‘ pretty much his thought process right there.

no but really, asmo may be sweet and the most gentle out of the brothers right next to beel, but he’s still an avatar of a sin. there’s no doubt that the lot of demons there in the devildom would be intimidated by asmodeus in the competition for your love - and honestly, who could blame them ?

most of them who don’t live under a rock would already know that you two are in a relationship with how much asmo posts about you, so it would take some serious devotion from any demon who dares to have the gall to compete with him - whether or not they view you as a fling - and asmodeus will not hesitate to get petty. 

you’re going to need to reassure your demon boyfriend here that you only have eyes for him before he exposes the second half of deep, dark secrets this other person/people have on the internet ^^;;

@ brothers making him jealous . . .

he’d still think of himself as somewhat superior and cuter, but he’d tone things down. he wouldn’t ruin his brothers’ lives like how he would be willing to do so with strangers.

regardless of whether or not it’s a stranger, friend, or brother of his, in the end, asmo will be extra touchy and will spoil you with more spa dates and trips to majolish than usual. this is mostly because he doesn’t want you to notice his recent gloomy change in mood as he’s stuck on the thought of ‘what if’ had you really left him for someone else. 

those intrusive thoughts just keep on swarming through his head ... so what better than to try to get back into routine with daily life ? he just hopes you haven’t taken notice, but unfortunately for him, you have. 

you’ve noticed his slightly disheveled hair and outfit along with the mountain of clothes and makeup piling up in his room and his vanity. plus, let’s not begin to even mention the excessive amount of concealer he’s been wasting to try and hide his eyebags.

things finally begin to progress in the communication area when you sit him down and confront him one night while everyone’s asleep. though, getting him to work through the root of his charismatic-party-animal mask proves to be quite difficult.

“dear, it’s adorable how you care so much for me, but you’re really going to get wrinkles this way. here, come a little closer and let me do your skincare first, then we’ll chat ... c’mon ~ i said closer, hon. i don’t bite ... well, unless you want me to ~”

“asmo, baby ...” you cut him off for the nth time that night as he tried to change the subject again, watching the demon with champagne-colored hair who flung himself at you again glance at you with his cheeky smile faltering for a split second before he quickly regained his composure, but it wasn’t anything that you couldn’t catch onto. “please, stop changing the topic. i’ve come to talk to you ... the real you. no spontaneous activities, no makeovers, just you.”

asmodeus’ face paled ever so slightly and his eye twitched as he thought of playing dumb, but you were just so sincere. he couldn’t even manage out a ‘whatever do you mean ?’ before laughing in disbelief while turning the other way. “this - this is the real ..... the real ... me ... i have no clue what you’re talking about ...” he choked out while tears glossed over his eyes, his back turned to you. 

in his theatrics and dramatic antics, he’d fake cry occasionally, but to truly feel such strong, negative emotions especially towards himself as he cried ... it was ugly. he was ugly. and now, surely if you saw his face, you’d leave him too. for he was such a shallow, ugly, good-for-nothing demon. no matter how much he polished his attitude to be sassy and charismatic or tried on the latest trending outfits and makeup, there was always this feeling of emptiness left in him. not like the black hole everyone called beel’s stomach, but this void left in his heart, this hurting in his chest that wouldn’t go away when the afterglow of each party and hookup arrived, this longing for warmth - not even just physically - for someone to hold him like he did for his brothers on their lonesome nights when they remembered the past.

the avatar of lust was knocked out of his thoughts by a pained noise, confusion written on his face before he realized it was himself. he was sobbing into your chest as you held him close, your fingers delicately carding through his tousled hair. ugly. he thought each sorrowful noise that came out of him was ugly, and he couldn’t help but chant sorry’s your way through tears. he didn’t know when you had came closer once more to hold him, but he buried his face into your shirt and finally let loose the flood of his emotions clinging desperately to you.

“p-please ... don’t go away too, s/o. you’re the true jewel of the devildom, my dear. you’re so much more beautiful than i’ll ever be ... and i ... i don’t mean that just by l-looks ... please ... i love you so much ...”

obey me masterlist.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

The Deal Part Three

Summary: august doesn't know how to lose.

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, Slight Smut, Mentioned Threesomes, M/M, M/F/M, poly relationship, Toys, Seduction, Dom Sub, BDSM, Praise Kink, Swearing.

August hummed running a finger back and forth on the rim of his glass as he watched the screen,you were on the bed rocking onto your new toy like crazy.

"She really does this everyday?" Clark asked from beside him with a frown, but august could see the kid was turned on, licking and biting his lip as you fucked yourself desperately with your new vibrator.

"Everyday, for a week now..." august hummed twisting his chair to and fro flicking his gaze from the subby on screen to the soon to be sub sat beside him.

"... am i? Am i not enough?" Clark asked tentatively blinking at agaust in a way that made the agent smile smugly.

"Its not that kid, shes gone without playing our game for soo long she forgot how addictive it is, how much she needs it" he explained.

"Needs? Have... i mean shes missed it?" Clark uttered feeling less confident in his ability to satisfy you by the second.

"Probably not, well not untill our little experiment"

"Why?" Clark asked still not understanding

"Being a sub is... more then just sex, subs need to submit its therapeutic for them... when in a scene they just let themselves go, all worry and stress disappear. All they need to do is live in the moment and obey" august began slowly as he stopped swaying his chair and faced clark head on pinning him with a look.

It was there, the curiosity. Good. Its what he hoped for, it was why he'd called clark there to 'catch up'

It was time to make his move, top the man of steel whilst having you making your own little porno in the background to help things along.

"So she cant truly relax without it?" Clark muttered still unaware of the agents motives.

"In a sense yes. She craves being dominated, its as natural to her as being a goody two shoes is for you" august purred placing his drink on the glass computer table fendingnoff a smirk as clark took the bait.

"Hey! Im not a goody two shoes-" the kryptonian grunted offended.

But august was prepared, he'd planned this meeting meticulously and his anwser rolled off his tongue with a laugh.

"Your thirty five years old and have absolutly no run ins with the law, no parking fines no speeding tickets hell you never even had a single detention in your entire shcool life! Or have you handed in an assignment or book report in late"

"But i killed a man- i took a life" clark tried to argue but was waed off with another laugh.

"Zod was no man, he was a fucking alien... no offence, you took a life to save billions... so its not really making you a badass"

"Lazer vision is pretty badass..." clark huffed slumping back in his seat now looking like a classic putig brat.

"Oh? Is my litttle clark sulking?" August cooed gravely voice making clark pause at the sultry tone... he must be hearing things.

"Im not sulking! And im not your anything!" Clark growled snapping at the agent.

"Behave yourself!" August growled leveling him with a look, and couldnt help smirk again as clark shut himself up and flushed.

Your desperate cries called out over the moniter as you rutting onto the toy the wet sounds adding to the scene.

Clark flushed finalky turning away from august making the agent preen. Oh he had him in the palm of his hand already~

"Good boy. You are arent you? A very good boy clark- the best" august purred leaning forward gazing at the younger man with a cheshire grin, that only grew wider as clark flushed brighter and shuddered.

"I.. err well yes" clark panted shiftingnin his seat tryingmto keep his eyes on the screen as you wailed and yelped trying to draw out a climax.

"Oh whats this? Your going all shy on me? Tell me is it because i called you a good boy~ do you like praise clark?" Augusut grinned leaning closer still to the now frozen younger male

"N-no its err... i should go-" clark started shuffljng backwards needing to get out of here, because it was true. He loved praise especially in the bedroom, he loved being told how good he was.

August purringnat him whilst he eyes were fixed on you rollingnaroundnin bed toying yourslef into a sexual frenzie was... making him think of thingsnhe probably shouldnt.

"No. Sit, stay... thats it, theres nothing to be embarrassed about, many powerful men enjoy being praised" August growled latching onto clarks arms holding them to the arms of the seat.

"Being taken care of, told what to do~" august purred standing befor the mighty man of steel leaning close to his face.

Clark gulped but didnt move back, he didnt pull away like he should have.

Instead he eyed augusts lips, clark had the overwhelming urge to.aste them.

It confused him, he'd never ever dabbled in same sex relationships, never experimented. Never shared a woman with another before that fatefull night.

But for some reason august was apealing, drawing clark in. August was apble to overpower him, not physically but he commanded obedience.

August held a dangerous cocksure demeanor that clark rarely saw.

"Is that what you want? Clark~ do you want to be controlled and praised just once? More then once?" August hummed dippjng closer and closer, clark couldnt help tipp his head up.

"Y/n is always such a brat. Just look at her, desperately trying to fuck herself into a coma, despite knowing we hadnt allowed her to touch her pussy" august pulled the pffice chair clark was sat in to closer to him, making the kryptonian drown in his scent, the cologne and sweet arousal that was alreading sworling arohnd him.

Clark swallowed dryly, unsure what was happeningnto him, the sounds of yu moaning a crying ot so sweetly, the praise and authority radiating off august in waves.

It was the same dominant aura and comanding deep voice that had made crks cock twitch in both threesomes they had indulged.

Clark had tried denying it at the time, convincing himslef he was cuaght up in the erotic forbidden act. It was just a thrill of the moment thing. It didnt bmean he wanted the older dominating alpha male and all his bravado.

August grinned shifting forward again filling clarks vision, for a human auguast was large, almost as large as he was.

"Sure she'll listen when she feels like it but... I can't help thinking she needs a role model..." clark hummed absentmidely nodding agreeing falling further into his own haze.

"Someone else to show her how she should behave... someone who will get rewarded for being soo good... maybe a good boy?" August purred finally taking the plunge and weaving jis way around the man. His words coiling around the younger male ensnareing him in his carefully constructed web of teasing words.

Clakr gasped as his chin was captured by the agent forcing him to look him in the eye.

"Would you like that clark? Do you want to be not just a good boy, but my good boy-our good boy?" The words hung in the air, winding the man of steel.

"W-what?" He stuttered tryingnto fathom what the older man meant. But couldnt deny the excitment in his gut.

Did he mean it? Would he really include clark in this kink? Make it official and let these forbidden threesomes continue?

"Oh dont play coy, i know what your thinking~ its natural to be curious, just think we could all be one~" august whispered movjng his thumb over clarks bottom lip.

"We could all play together and all get what we need." He purred smirking as clark gave all the right signs, eyes wide, pupils blown wide shifting in his seat as he cock rose, curtesy of both his praise and the loud wanton moans from you bringing yourslef to the edge of rapture yet again.

"You get the praise and love of a little brat, and a strict dom, y/n gets a role model, a dom and keeps her life partner" august listed shifting on his feet again reeling clark in with low coos full of promise.

The agent curled his hand, cupping clarks cheek coaxing him closer luring his face closer.

"A-And you?" Clark dared to utter, feeling both excited, anxious and overwhelmed, he wanted nothing but to jump at the chance, but was frightened at the same time.

He would admit he'd been a little jealous of all the praise you'd got from august in both encounters.

Closingnhis eyes imagining it was him! That the older influential man had been calljng him a good boy, had been teling him how impressed he was, how proud he was!

Clark was embarrassed and had quickly shook away the desperate thoughts. He wasnt gay, why would he have such thoughts?

He summarised he was just too needy and had gone without. You told him how brilliant and big he was, how sexy and strong and fantastic he is in the bedroom but... with august it was different.

The older male praised down at him! Cooing and fussing at him in a different way. Treated him like a sub and clark liked it. Probably too mucn.

"I get the little brat i've been missing and a very very good boy"

"So what do you say, do you want to let go? Be free and experience things you'd only dreamt of?" August preened keeping clarks attention fixed on him asmhe manipulated him, august had noticed clark had a praise kink.

A weakness. A need who was august to pass up useing the little kink to get the subby he wanted~

"I...I'm..." clark hesitated looking passed august to you on the screen who was digging around beside your bed looking for something.

"All you have to do is say the words clark, just say yes sir and you can have all the pleasure and praise you could ever hope for~ both you and y/n we could make this permanent"

"See look? Just watch, y/n needs her dom, needs to be tamed again we could do it clark... you can show her how to be good again~" august breathed over clarks cheek side steppjng him to reveal the screen.

And clark did look, groaning as he saw that you had rolled over and was straddling a different suction cup dildo stuck to a little hand mirror face up on the bed slapping your own ass as you bounced frantically.

"Just say those words and we can help her together" august hummed into his ear like the devil on his shoulder, tempting him

Clark gasped feeling augusts breath on his neck, his wisters ghosting the delicat skin.

Then in a bold move the older man pressed a soft feather light kiss to the kryptonian's neck.

And it worked

"I... y-yes, can we? Please sir" clark breathed out stuttering and jumbling his words unable to hold back his pleading.

"Good boy clark~ such a good seet boy you are~ i knew it, knew youd be brave enough, you've made me soo proud" august showered him with praise biting off a victorious grin.

Clark mewled closingnhis eyes for a second beaming a smile feeling this strange relaxation take over, suddenly he felt free, and small.

It was a feeling he craved, being the strongest all the time was a heavy burden to bare, now he could feel powerless for once.

August chuckled and pressed another kiss to clark this time on his cheek making the younger male's cheeks glow.

August couldnt get enough, the power trip of having the man of steel under his command was far to intoxicating.

"Now why dont you go get our little brat and we can tie her up and show her that good subby's get rewards" august prompted him stepping around clark completely letti g himstand up.

Clark nodded and shot off out onto the balcony and leapt into the sky eagwr to please his new dom and do as he was told.

August took his seat agin wrappjng his fingers around his glass of scotch and raised the glass to the screen that now had both his subs onscreen, as clark wrangled you into his arms wrapping the bedsheet arohnd you.

"Mission accomplished" he hummed smirking as clark wrapped you in your soiled bedsheet before you both disappeared off screen.

He stood and knocked back the last of his drink and padded across the pent house heading to the play room just as he heard both of hos little subs land and enter his home.

[kittydcoxx]

Stay with Me.

KAEYA X READER.

Warnings: light angst/heartbreak but nothing bad (happy ending)

The tavern was as crowded as usual, and by that meaning almost completely baren for a rainy Wednesday afternoon. As you order a apple cider from Charles, the tavern door bell rings and you instinctively turn to check.

"Ah~ it is pouring out, I need a drink to combat the dissapointment of getting my fur cape wet."

Kaeya. Of course he wasnt the last person you'd expect to see open the tavern doors, he just wasnt much of a "afternoon delight" type drinker. Still, you stare as he tries to cooly swipe off the wet rain from his uniform as he walks towards the counter and takes a seat next to you.

"Well, well! Good afternoon y/n! What a suprise to see a beauty such as yourself here at this hour."

He raises an eyebrow and smirks as he turns to look straight ahead and run his fingers through his hair, not allowing time for you to respond before he has a drink in his hand.

"Afternoon Captain,"

You face him and smirk with the same intensity of flirty-ness as he just had.

"Of course you would be surprised to see me at this hour, you usually drink yourself to sleep before i order a evening drink."

You chuckle and look straight ahead and take a swig of your beverage, the confidence of your little witty come back replays as the cider burns your throat.

"Oh ho, well thats quite the attitude! I must ask, whats the purpose of this?"

"Hmm?"

"The occasion? I've never seen you drink three days in a row, I've been sober enough to pay attention to that."

The truth is, the last few days you've been at a bit of a crossroads. You know you and the Cavalry Captain share feelings, but you have a job offer in Natlan. This job is a dream to you, ever since you were a child. You could never dream of passing this opportunity, but you question if this possible romance could be the first significant one. You've been meaning to bring it up to him, but recently you just havent seen enough of him to bring up the subject. As a result, you turned to the more than occassional drink at the tavern to brighten your mood from the decision that faces you.

"Well then if you're interested, it actually... might concern you."

Your face is flushed red due to nerves, of course it doesnt directly concern him since nothing astronomical has occured in order to absolutely weigh your decision based on a man, but you didnt want to leave without warning.

"I see, well, we haven't..." His cheeks grow the slightest bit red as his eyes skip to look around then back at you.

"we haven't progressed to that yet, have we? I mean, you're not pregnant are you?"

"What?!" You're taken aback by the direct-ness of his statement, about the fact that he thought it could even have been a possibility. Was it confirming your suspicions of him returning feelings? "No, i- its not that! That is out of the question completely!" You yelp as you shake your hands as a frantic meaning of saying "Absolutely no way".

"Of course! of course.. i just figured i'd ask in case, but i guess drinking for a few days regularly isnt particularly healthy for a baby."

You roll your eyes and take another swig. Oh boy.

"It's actually more of an advice thing, i suppose."

"Ah~ well! lets discuss then, hm!" He happily takes a sip of his wine, his face surprisingly relieved.

"So? What do you need the great Master Kaeya's guidance on?" He smiles and giggles slightly.

"Actually, I'd like to take this outside."

"But its raining cats and-"

"Outside. please."

Your tone picks up more aggresively and he gets the memo. He takes one more sip of his beverage and you do the same with yours. You pay Charles and meet Kaeya right at the door.

"Get ready for the rain, sweetheart"

Your heart jumps as he grabs your wrist and swings open the door, pulling you with him down the street, stopping at a small archway behind a building, big enough to comfortably converse without being cramped or drenched.

"Now, where were we?"

"right.. well.." You look down and fidget with your thumbs, only to look back up at him and see him gazing into your eyes, examining your soul and what felt like your heart. Did he already know? It sure felt like it.

"I have a big decision to make, but i want to ask you before i come to a concrete decision."

He nods as a sign to continue talking, acknkowledging his position in helping you decide.

"I might have to move away. To natlan more specifically. I've recieved a dream~ job offer that i simply cant refuse, unless i was faced with new circumstances here in Mondstadt."

"Hm, And how do i play a role in this?" He asks as he folds his arms and leans back against the stone wall.

You explain to him his part, and he lets you talk until you are completely finished. you tell him your feelings, your worries, your doubts, and your hopes. Every single one that included him in the package. He looks at you sternly the whole time, but he looks hurt at the same time and you wonder why.

"Well, i honestly dont know what to say to this y/n. You know i cant leave Mondstadt if we were to persue eachother."

"I know."

"Then why bother telling me? Why not just leave, hm? Before damage could be done? before you told me all this, confirmed my hopes in our relationship but crushed it with the fact that you 'might' leave? You should have just spared me and left!"

He looks emotional and teary eyed, much more that you're used to seeing from a man who held such a cool composure 24/7. Have you hurt him that much? Does he hate you?

"I can always stay if you wan-"

"No. Its your dream job, and you shouldnt pass it off. I just cant promise that i'll wait for you."

He steps closer to you, inches from your face. His breath is warm and it contrasts with the cold rainy air. He slowly takes your hand and hold it in his, then lands a soft passionate kiss onto your lips. A few seconds of the kiss pass and he breaks for air and looks at you, making strong magnetic eye contact with you.

"Y/n, I can't wait for you."

"You dont have to. I can stay."

He runs his hands up your arms and grips firmly onto your shoulders and kisses you again, and when he pulls back he lets out a heavy sigh.

"There's no staying, just be safe. Please."

Your throat swells like a rock is stuck and your eyes burn hot along with your ears. You cant muster any words, you just stand there maintaining a sorrow eye contact for a few seconds.

As you both stare in silence, he slowly lets go of you, and as soon as his hands depart from yours, he turns and walks out and into the road. The further he walks and fades from your vision, the further you slide down the wall until your behind hits the wet floor as you curl up to your knees. Hard, Hot tears stream steadily down your cheeks as you hide your head in your knees, sobbing hard yet silently. Your heart aches and your stomach churns.

You want to run and look for him, grab him by the waist and embrace him in a hug from behind as you cry against his back, but he has already erased you from his plethora of memories as he sulks in his room with a drink. The night is weary and so are you. You walk home, replaying the scene in your mind over and over, and the instant you step into your home, you fall to your knees and sob once more.

You dont even close the door behind you. You cant do anything but cry, you had no idea you felt so strongly for Kaeya, but you had to put it all behind you.

He probably had.

What feels like an hour or two goes by and you barely made it to the couch, where you lay sprawled out, half on the couch and half not as you stare into empty space, thinking of nothing but everything at once. Why did his mood snap so quickly? Why did he cut you off? Was it self defense? What could he gain by pushing you away? You had no clue, but you didn't want to dwell on it and start crying again, so you just lay there trying to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a warm, slender hand grazes your back and rubs up and down softly.

"I'm sorry."

You jolt a little, but you dont get up immediately.

"How long have you been like this? Its almost night again y/n. Have you gotten up at all!? Your door was wide open, I was worried."

No response from you as you try to analyze the voice. It sounds like Kaeya, but you had remind yourself that he wanted nothing to do with you.

The man sighs and walks away. A hallucination for sure, you thought. The male comes back and lifts you by the shoulders. He sits on the couch and then lays your head onto his lap.

You look up and are met with blue eyes, one scarred and one as normal as you're used to seeing on him, though both glossy as if about to cry.

"Kaeya?"

"Mhm. Sit up Darling, you need to drink water."

You obey and sit close beside him, sipping the water he hands you with both hands on the glass like a child. He puts his arm around you and his hand on your head and gives you a soft yet quite long kiss on the head as you finish your water.

"Im sorry. We can work something out. I know that i shouldn't.. I can't push you away."

You dont fight his embrace as it gets firmer, and his body trembles slightly as if he is crying.

"Do you want me to stay?" you ask sheepishly.

"My dear, its up to you what you want. I'll follow you in whatever you decide. Im choosing to persue you, the rest is yours to seal."

"I want to stay." you state calmly.

"As you wish." He eyes your empty glass of water and gets up to pour you some more. When he comes back you sit against him again, and drink the glass empty, then put the glass on the coffee table and lay your head on his lap.  

"Sleepy?"

"Mhm.."

He chuckles and holds you as you fall asleep, giving you tender kisses all over your face. When you fall asleep, he carries you bridal style upstairs to your room and tucks you into your bed. For a moment he stands there and ponders leaving you to rest, but the guilt of the words he said yesterday and seeing your state today convinced him to stay at your side. He walks to the other side of the bed and crawls in beside you, wrapping his arms around your waist and gives you one more peck before falling asleep.

You wake up once in the middle of the night to use the restroom, and when you come back to your room you're awake enough to process the fact that Kaeya was indeed in your bed. You crawl up into where you were in the bed before but this time facing him. You run your fingers along his face, feeling every bone and inch of his smooth skin, his tan beauty enhanced by the glow of the moonlight that peeked in through the window across the room from the bed. Your run your fingers down his hair and admire how his hair falls down his body. You've only been this close to him once, but never had you touched him like this. Your face was red and your smile was definitely pronounced, and as you stroke his cheek his eyes slowly open to see your expression.

"Good morning y/n~" he smiles and wraps his arms around you softly.

"How did you sleep?"

"Actually, its midnight."

"Oh, i see. Well, lets fall back asleep shall we? Or are you wide awake?"

You don't respond immediately but instead wrap your arms around him and hide your face in the crook of his neck.

"Back to sleep.."

He chuckles and brings you closer to his body, rubbing your back and stroking your hair until you both are hazy and about to fall asleep.

"I love you..." you whisper, half aware of what you just said and half not.

He pauses for a second, then gently squeezes your body as if to be his response back.

"I love you too.." he whispers back, his words echo in your mind as you drift to sleep, your dreams filled with nothing but happiness and him. 

You would stay in Mondstadt, but occasionally take trips to Natlan for a few weeks, and would try to take Kaeya with you if he wasn't too busy. The two of you became inseperable, and quite the item for some time, the story of your romance left most who heard it in tears.

After every time you tell the story, he grips your hand and grabs your face softly making you look into his eye.

"I'm glad you stayed."

He says as he pulls you in for a tender kiss, which is usually embarrassing in public but you dont mind in this case, because it was of genuine emotion and not of his flirtatious teasing.

You really do love him.

NOTES!!!!!!!!!!!

This was my first fanfic LMAO

[bakugohoex]

Soft boy Jean trying to bake a cake for his s/o but he stuffs it up and tries to hide it, but in the end his s/o helps him remake the cake together

“make a wish”

paring: jean kirshctein x female reader

cw: kissing, language, fluff

word count: 1700+

a/n: i wrote this at 2am, i need sleep but we move, if i don’t wake up for my lesson then i’m fucked (morning me tell me if i do wake up on time right here - i woke up on time but im lying in bed) hope you liked it i needed to write some attack on titan shit and jean’s is my fave

summary: in which jean finds out it’s your birthday and decides to make a surprise cake, with limited resources, he tries but ultimately it turns into you finding out, in your oblivious state you end up helping him make a cake for yourself

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Your voice was cold as you spoke to your class, you were all nearing the end of the training corps. It had taken a toll on a lot of people, but you had remained strong and resilient to what would occur.

You knew you had worked hard enough to reach the top ten, but you were always going to join the survey corps. You would kill the titans and even to your friend Jean’s reluctance you would give your life defeating them all.

What nobody had really expected was to see Sasha smiling as she walked towards the group that you would call your friends. She had a piece of paper in her hand and you were confused at the girl. She was never normally this happy after training she was always bitey for food so what had made her go all nice.

“I finally found it Y/n.” You tilted your head in confusion as Jean looked between the two of you. “Y/n, your birthday’s in two days, why didn’t you tell us?”

You rolled your eyes, “I just don’t think birthdays mean that much in the grand scheme of things.”

“But cake.” Sasha seemed more upset about the lack of food than anything else. You rolled your eyes walking back to the garrison, you wanted clean clothes due to the sweat that encased your current clothes.

Jean’s obvious crush for you was known, they watched him as he admired you walking away. He didn’t care if you were sweaty you were still the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Even with his obvious flirting you were oblivious still believing the boy had feelings for Mikasa.

“I’m making her a cake.” Marco looked at the boy confused.

“You do realise you don’t know how to bake.” Connie spoke out loud what Marco and everybody else had been thinking.

“I’ll work something out.” Sasha seemed to be the only happy one as Mikasa hadn’t paid attention only irritating Eren to make sure he didn’t get too dirty.

Later on, after everybody had had dinner, Jean snuck out he knew how to bake a cake, he’d watched his mother, how hard could it actually be?

Careful of not waking anybody up, he creeped outside knowing where the kitchens were. He prayed there was everything he needed not wanting to have to try and found it anywhere. He walked towards the building, seeing a battered canteen it was silent and hopefully nobody would catch him.

He rolled his sleeves having still worn the uniform they were made to wear, as he got to work trying to remember what his mother had done many years ago. It wasn’t working as he put it to bake he sat on the counter wondering if he had done it right, he had all the ingredients but having a theory and no practically experience was a recipe for disaster.

Once the cake had finished he looked at the sunken cake already knowing it had failed, he had hope that it might’ve just sunk and tasted better, it’s what’s on the inside that counts, kept going through his head.

His mother would know what to do, he cut into it taking a bite before instantly spitting it into the bin. Not only having wasted the ingredients on a shitty cake but he had no idea how to make you something to show his feelings.

He signed lowering his head before he heard a cough. You were standing in front of him, his eyes widened as he removed his hands from his face. “Y/n what are y...you doing here.”

You always thought his stuttering was cute, it happened a lot around you, but you always assumed it was because Mikasa was nearby. The embarrassment Jean felt was heavy and you could sense it from a mile away. He tried hiding the cake, but you had easily spotted it as soon as he covered it with a tea towel.

“I heard Sasha in her sleep talk about you making a cake, I wanted to help.” You cheerily smiled at the boy; you didn’t know who it was for, but you assumed his mother due to visiting the Trost District in a couple days.

Jean had a sense of relief wash over him, at least you didn’t hear the frustration he had. A small brush crept along his face as you came closer leaning against the counter taking the same fork he had used to eat the cake. You cut a bit with the side before eating it, “that’s fucking gross.”

He laughed as you went to go spit it out, “what the fuck did you put in it?”

“I...i just remembered what my mother did.” He spoke out the ingredients and how much he put in it before you heard the last part. “...and about 200grams of sugar.”

You looked at the container that held the ‘sugar’ opening it before dipping your finger in it, you tasted it the salt making your mouth scrunch up. He tilted his head confused, before you bought a different finger into the salt bringing it to his mouth.

“Taste it then.” You mutter, he obeyed opening his mouth as he sucked on your finger, it would’ve been flirty if his face didn’t instantly turn sour.

“I added 200grams of salt.” You nod laughing.

“Come on let’s bake another one.” You washed your hands getting rid of both your saliva’s face your fingers.

Setting out the ingredients you showed him how to make a cake your mother had taught you how to make. She had always wanted you to marry someone from the inner walls but instead you turned and signed up for the training corps.

Making Jean help you along the way to make sure he was a part of it, you showed him how each part did different things. He listened intensively asking questions when needed and doing what he was told.

It finally went into the over as you saw some icing on the side, something somebody probably left by accident. You passed it to Jean, “write a message on top, I’m sure your mother will love it.”

“My mother?” Jean’s face fell in confusion.

“Oh, I assumed it was for her.” He looks down as he doesn’t say anything.

You didn’t know what to say to him, he was silent thinking hard, you noticed how his face would scrunch up or how a blush would erupt. He was probably thinking about Mikasa to even care about you.

You had been licking the spatula and Jean stared imagining so many lewd thoughts he wanted you and needed a way to confess properly.

The timer went off as you yawned, grabbing the cake you both waited for it to cool before he looks at you intensively.

“Turn around.” You knit your eyebrows before doing so.

You heard as he signed before he touched your shoulder, you turned back around seeing Jean holding the cake, the icing writing a message you had never expected.

‘happy birthday y/n

i love you

jean’

It was simple and caring, his name barley fitting on the cake but he had tried. He had been thinking all along about what to put on the cake before realising he should just admit he liked you.

The love part was true as well and not realising he had wrote it his face went into a heavy blush. “Y...you love me.”

You were the one stuttering now, Jean put the cake down, “I do.”

“I thought you liked Mikasa.”

“It was a crush that I got over as soon as i saw you.” He admitted, he looked directly at you as you tried to not meet eye contact.

A silence grew as you didn’t know what to say the words finally falling from your lips, “i love you too.”

That’s all he needed to hear to walk towards you bringing you closer to his body, he cupped your face, your breathing heavy at the excitement you were feeling. Your hands went to cup his nodding to tell him to go for it. His lips attached to yours, the taste of the batter lingered in your mouth.

He pushed you against the countertop, his hands moving from your face as it moved to your legs lifting you onto the counter top. Your heights becoming the same, your hands remained on his face bringing him closer the way you moaned making his tongue travel inside of your mouth. Spit and saliva mixed as you craved more, his hands on your back making you arch forward.

He wanted your body on his own and as the kiss deepened, your breathing became heavier, the consistent kisses between trying to get air before going at it again with the long passionate kisses were repetitive. You didn’t want it to stop, but as your breathing got heavier he finally let go. You were both out of breath having not kissed someone in a while.

The kiss had felt new almost as if it was long awaited, he watched and admired your breathless state, your dishevelled hair and tired eyes. “Let’s have some cake.”

You nodded as you remained sitting on the counter top, you had already put everything away and washed up the only thing left being the forks you would use to eat the cake. He held the cake standing in front of you, he brought a box of matches out. “I haven’t got a candle.”

You laugh as he lit the match putting it up to your face, “make a wish.” You blow softly as he feels your breath on his finger, cutting up some pieces he brings it to you, smiling as he eats the cake you both made.

“Now this is a cake.” You laugh as his salt cake had gone in the bins. You both had been relatively quiet so didn’t expect anybody to come in.

“What’d you wish for?” Jean asks after finishing the cake, it had been a small cake so you both ate it easily without any hesitation. Knowing you’d end up losing it from training anyway.

You both walked outside watching the moon, Jean’s hand creeping into your own as you entangled your fingers together. He smiles as you finally answered, “my wish already happened.”

He understood as you smiled up at the boy, you gave him a small kiss on his lips, filled with happiness of a future. He smiled back walking you back to your room, he’d never admit it, but this was probably the best nights of his life. He had finally gotten you and it was as if everything had fit into place, you were together and not even the Titans could ruin that for you.

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Soulmate Au! Future vision - Harry Hook x Reader - Oneshot

This ones prob gonna be a bit shorter than the others but I have no clue where to start it.

soulmate au idea from @iflostreturntoflynnrider​! 

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When soulmates meet for the first time, they are given a “preview” of their possible life together

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You watched as the ocean rushed below you as the limo drove towards the isle of the lost, only an hour ago you were told by Lonnie that Ben was on the isle and had been kidnapped.

By who you didn’t know, but you had quickly gotten dressed into more isle appropriate clothes and ran off with Lonnie to look for the boys, and thanks to Lonnie threatening to tell Fairy Godmother about their plan, the boys allowed the two of you to come along.

You took a deep breath as the limo rolled to a stop and quickly climbed out after Carlos, placing your hand on the pommel of your cutlass.

“(y/n), Lonnie?!” Mal gasped, letting out a small sound of discomfort as Lonnie slammed into her.

“We made them bring us” Lonnie laughed, turning to Evie and hugging her as well.

“im so glad” Mal sighed, looking around Lonnie to watch Jay and Carlos as they got the swords. Evie reached out and patted your shoulder, welcoming you to the isle.

“oh! Here, lemme see” Mal reached out for the fake wand as Carlos and snatched it from him as he handed it out to her, she nodded slightly and rubbed her thumb against one of the gold vines “wow, what a beauty” she handed it back to Carlos.

“it's noon” Jay muttered with slight dread, Mal nodding and looking at the group.

“Alright, we ready?” Evie held up Mal's bag and nodded “let's do this”

You followed the vks and Lonnie through the tunnel and exited it to see a large damaged pirate ship, seeing the spray-painted title on the bow.

“the lost revenge” you muttered to yourself, walking with Lonnie to the upper deck of the wharf and leaning on the rails as Uma and Mal began to “negotiate”

You tapped your fingers against the wooden rails in slight boredom, most of their “negotiating” was Uma actually negotiating and Mal making snarky comments, in which each comment pushed Ben further over the edge of the plank.

You looked towards Ben, who gave you a grim look before your eyes drifted up the built arm of the teen who was holding Ben by the collar of his jacket.

Your eyes clashed with black-lined ocean blue, you blinked and suddenly you were looking down at your left hand as a ruby ring was being slid onto your finger, you blinked again and the vision disappeared.

You shook your head slightly and took a breath, Lonnie glancing at you with a slightly worried look “im fine” you muttered, leaning back from the rails a bit and rolling your shoulders.

Soon Ben was pushed to kneel next to Uma, the tall (and very handsome you might add) pirate just behind him with his hook and sword at the ready.

Mal handed Uma the “wand” and Uma pushed Ben towards Mal. The rest of you started to walk towards the tunnel as quickly as you could without raising suspicion, but Uma’s scream of rage stopped the lot of you in your tracks.

You turned just as she snapped the fake wand over her knee and yelled at Mal “you do not get to win every time!” she jutted her arm out in a strict order to her crew, “get em!”

Before the crew could obey the order, multicolored smoke bombs covered the deck, allowing the rest of you plenty of time to grab a sword and prepare to fight.

You curled your lip at Mal's grip on her sword and shook your head, drawing your cutlass and dropping down to the main level of the docks just in front of Ben, smirking at the blonde-haired pirate that skidded to a stop in front of you “hiya~” you sang, standing and blocking several swings from the pirate and easily tossing him over your shoulder and into the waters below.

As you made your way back up to the tunnel, with Ben close behind, knocking over pirates with every other swing, your blade finally clashed with another that didn’t immediately knock them over.

You ducked under the backswing and spun on your heel to face them.

Ocean blue met (e/c) and the world stopped and moments in time that had yet to arrive flashed through your mind.

you were laying on the boy's chest, pressing your lips against his smile.

Then you were sitting at the bow of a black ship as it sailed across the sea, a scarlet jacket curled around your shoulders as a soft raspy voice echoed in your ear and strong arms rocked you ever so slightly

Then you were sliding a golden ring onto his hand, pressing an eager kiss to his lips as he cried happy tears.

Then you were looking down at the tiniest baby as her hand curled around the boys, now a young man, finger, tears trailing down his cheeks as he cooed down at the baby.

Then you were standing back-to-back, swords in hand and war cries spilling from your lips as enemies surrounded you.

Then you were holding each other closely as a soft rain fell around you, your friends surrounding you as they relaxed after the huge battle.

You blinked wildly as the world returned to its normal speed, continuing to stare into the pirate teen's eyes as his grip on his weapons loosened until they almost fell out of his hands.

“yeh are” he whispered, head snapping up as the sound of swords clashing suddenly returned. His stressed eyes looked between you and the fight, biting his lip as he did.

“im (y/n)” you hurried to whisper, smiling as he gave a nervous grin and said his name back. Harry…what a wonderful name. Ben called your name and you took one last look at Harry, giving him a painful smile “we’ll see each other again soon yeah?” Harry nodded sternly, watching you with sad eyes as you turned and ran towards your friends, disappearing into the tunnel and leaving him behind.

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You let out a small groan as soft, yet calloused, fingers stroked your cheek, you blearily opened your eyes and misled as you looked into your husband's bright ocean blue “what's up?” you rasped, shifting closer to him and tossing your arm around his torso, then tangling your legs with his.

“was jus’ thinking about stuff” he muttered, closing his eyes and pressing soft kisses to your face.

“what kin’a stuff” you yawned, sleep already beginning to lure you back into its clutches.

“jus’…old stuff” he shrugged,  wrapping his arms around you and pulling you taut into his chest “like when we first met”

You hummed sleepily and starched your nails lightly against Harry's back “that was a weird day” you laughed, the low rumble that echoed from Harry's chest as he laughed making you smile.

“aye” he pressed another kiss to your cheek as the low thumps of your twins came barreling down the hall “uh oh”

You let out a low groan and lifted up the blanket from your side, Killian and Arella immediately sliding under and getting comfy against your side, Arella being the little shit she was and burrowing in between you and Harry.

Harry pecked the top of her head, leaned over slightly to press one last kiss to your nose, and resting his head on the pillow “I love yeh (y/n)” he whispered, smiling as you muttered the affection right back.

-end-

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Its Chirstmasssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!! I finished this up all last night, so I hope this is at least coherent! 

This is for the BNHA Hangout Christmas Collab! Here is a link to future masterpost for the fics for the event!

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Shoto x reader | one shot

Word Count: 1.5k+

Warnings: cussing

Synposis: When Shoto realizes you’ve been particularly lonely without him during the holiday season, he decided to get you an extra special gift

the music collection | buy me a ko-fi! | requests open for haikyuu+jujutsu kaisen

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“Shoto-do you really have to go?”

You asked, a pout on your lips as you gazed at your boyfriend.

You were still cuddled up in your shared bed, the heat from Shoto’s skin already dissipating out of the sheets.

You pursed your lips, sitting up crossed leg as You watched him slide each button of his shirt sleeve into their slots, his washed, bi colored hair slightly wet from his shower.

“You know it’s not fair to look that good and then just leave,” you gave him a fake, stern look, earning a small smirk from the man.

He continued working up the shirt, looking sleek yet-well-delicious.

Shoto was just too handsomr for his own good-sharp jawline, perfect skin, piercing bi colored eyes, not to mention his amazing body….sometimes you had to wonder how you were able to get such a flawless man to end up with you.

He finished with his other sleeve, peeking a look at you as he slicked his hair back with his right hand, the strands mixing and framing his face perfectly,

why’d he have to look that good?

“It’s not as if I want to leave, dear-but I do have work,”

You cuddled deeper into the sweatshirt you were wearing, your hands dissappearing in the sleeves.

“But you’re always working-you cant take one day off?”

Shoto chuckled at your obvious neediness, making his way over to where you were sitting. He leaned across the bed to be in front of your sulking form, brushing a piece of your bed head from your face as he laid a gentle kiss on your lips.

“Evil doesn’t take a day off love,”

“Why do you always have to be so-so stoic all the time,” You giggled, playfully placing your hand on his chest and pushing him back.

Even though you and Shoto had been living together for over a year now, it never ceased to amaze you how much the man worked. After working at an agency after UA, Shoto had been incredibly busy-and being the #3 hero, you could see why. If it wasn’t a late night call, he was patrolling, interviewing sidekicks, training, teaching students on their hero studies, interviewing with magazines….he always had something to do.

You couldn’t get mad at him though-he had warned you in the beginning, but you were also accustomed to the hero life as well- well, somewhat.

You had gone to UA to be part of the hero suit course, and had become suit designer for the top heroes (hence how you met Shoto). You witnessed day in and day out how difficult it truly was to be a hero, even if you weren’t one yourself, so you didn’t mind when Todoroki was gone all the time. Yes, it got lonely at times, especially during the holiday season, but you made sure to keep a smile on for him.

“Don’t forget, I did take Christmas off,” Shoto gave you a small grin, his bicolored eyed searching to please you.

You smiled back, your heart thumping out of your chest as you poked him gently in the chest.

“After I asked you too,” you corrected, a teasing tone in your voice.

-And thank god too, I would have so lonely by myself,” you tried to chuckle at your remark, making the situation light.

Shoto knew you too well though-something about your voice didnt sound as happy and light as before. When you joked with him, your laughs were more cheerful and your smile was brighter-but something about you right now felt strange...as if you were holding something back from him.

Shoto’s grin turned into concern, his digits cupping your cheeks gently and guiding your eyes to look at his.

“Have you been feeling lonely lately?” He asked bluntly, your eyes growing wide.

Man-you couldn't hide anything from him.

You chuckled nervously, looking to the side, guilt beginning to fill your chest.

“I-I, no, it’s fine, really, I was only kidding,” you chuckled, your voice taking on a higher pitch.

“You don’t seem to be kidding,” Shoto bite the side of his lip, trying his best to make eye contact with you, “if you want to tell me something, you don’t have to be afraid.”

“Be afraid of the number three hero-“ You rolled your eyes playfully, a soft smirk on your lips, “-never.”

Shoto gave a small grin, worry still in his eyes. He knew something was strange about you lately, the way you seemed to be always craving for him. He hated to admit it, it boosted his ego somewhat to have you were so desperate for his touch- but he knew it wasnt healthy for you to be always missing him.

With him being a pro hero, he had quite alot more duties than most could imagine- which sadly left little for him to indulge in his own personal life. Shoto felt deeply lucky to have someone like you who understood his busy schedule, never batting an eye when he had to cancel yet another date or leave you by yourself on countless nights...but it still left a gnawing sensation of guilt sitting in his stomach.

“Im fine Shoto,” your voice broke into his thoughts, your tone gentle and sweet like a sun kissed cloud, “really.”

Shoto sighed, his thick lashes fanning his cheek. You were stubborn at times, especially when you wanted to reassure him-which only affirmed that you really werent feeling all that great as you said you were. But Shoto didnt want to push it any further- maybe you were really okay, and he was overthinking it….and he was going to be late if he didnt leave soon-

“Go kick some ass for me, kay?”

you gave him a wide smile, placing another quick kiss on his lips.

Shoto blinked a few times, a rush of adrenaline filling his body as he felt your skin against his. His lips tingled from the agonizingly quick touch-he took it upon him to give you a deeply intense kiss, the rush making you breathless.

Shoto pulled away, his eyes having the rarest glint of mischief as he stared back into yours

“Of course love,”

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“Ya ready Shoto?” You grinned, your body snuggled into your comfiest pair of pajamas and your fingers warmed by a hot cup of cocoa.

Christmas Day has finally came, and thankfully, Shoto kept his promise-he would be staying the whole day with you with no interruptions.

You were just so excited to finally have one day to selfishly love your boyfriend, and on a holiday too!

The room almost felt surreal-it was early morning, the Christmas tree you two decorated light up like a Star, class Christmas music playing in the background, homemade cookies littering the apartment in a sweet aroma and the room in a romantic warm haze of lights.

It just felt so unbelievable perfect and comfortable, Shoto looking sheepishly excited and nervous.

“I think you should go first,” you smiled up at him as he sat down next to you, black coffee snuggled into his hand (in a DynaMIGHT mug, of course gifted to him by the hero himself).

Shoto bit his lip, seemingly trying to hide a smile as he set his mug down on the coffee table.

“Not to be rude love,” he grinned, his hands gently grabbing a large box from under the tree. The paper was a shiny golden hue, snowflakes on the paper reflecting like glitter from the lights on the tree. He slide the box against the wooden floor, being strangely gentle with the contents.

“But my gift cant wait.”

Your eyebrows were knitted together, a confused grin on your lips.

The box was pretty big-what did he get you now?

Shoto never seemed to give you endlessly expensive gifts, having no concept of what was considered fancy or exorbitant- trips to places you could only dream of, hefty amounts of clothes and jewelry, merchandise from your favorite shows...hell you had to talk him out of buying you a car one time-this guy would drop anything to get you whatever you wanted.

And that made you guilty as hell whenever he did-so what did he give you this time around?

Your mind was racing as you looked at the box, trying to read whatever he was thinking about on his face.

“I swear to god Shoto if you bought me that expensive gaming system-“

He chuckled at your obviously guilty face, shaking his head as he smiled.

“No, no it’s nothing like that-“ he said, giving you a mischievous grin, “I think you’ll like it much better than that.”

You blinked a few times, your mind going completely blank.

What could be better than a PS5, Xbox, or Switch?

You looked down at the box, feeling strangely nervous as you obeyed Shoto’s wishes, slowly opening the top lid….until it rustles.

The box.

Moved on its own.

You squeaked out in surprise, your hands slamming the barely opened lid back down and looking at Shoto for help.

He had never seen you look so adorably confused in his life, a rosy hue on his cheeks as he looked at you with a loving expression.

“It’s okay,” he whispered reassuringly as he wrapped his hands nervously around yours.

You felt him guide your hands up, you both now lifting the lid off the large box.

Shoto took it and placed it gently on the ground, sitting back to watch you look into the box.

The box rustled again, your mind so utterly confused….what could make a box do that?

“Shoto I-“ you tried to ask, but all he did was nod to the box, signaling for you to just look.

You did as you were told, getting on your knees to peer inside…

A gasp left your lips, your heart beating out of your chest as you looked inside at the sweet little baby kitten playing with their bowl of yarn in the box.

“Hi baby,” you cooed in awe at the little baby, your hands scooping them out and snuggling them to your chest.

They were so soft and warm, their fur as white as a snowball with rosy pink paws.

“Oh my god-Shoto-you really didn’t- are they really-?” You were in such a state of shock, you couldn’t seem to form any coherent words as you looked at your sheepish boyfriend.

“I-I didn’t know exactly what to get you...but after seeing how much you missed me throughout the day, I thought it was fitting to get you a companion for when I’m gone,” he smiled, his digits nervously fidgeting in his lap as he waited for your approval.

You petted the little creature on your chest, it’s big doe eyes staring at you with such confusion you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Shoto…it’s perfect,” you smiled at your boyfriend, leaning in to plant him a kiss on his lips.

You giggled at his expression, clearly not expecting your show of affection as his cheeks turned a fiery red.

“I-I’m glad to here that,”

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seven wonders        [request]

Pairing: Young Daryl Dixon x Young Reader Song: Indigo Night – Tamino | Requested by @sweatywildpanda​ Warnings: Language, FLUFF Summary: You had never met someone quite like Daryl Dixon before, his outlook on life seemed bleak and you made it your job to show him not everything in life is as sad as he made it out to be. A/N: THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST but also thank you for making me obsessed with a new song! I hope you all like it! – Requests are open!

You had been watching your friend throw herself on her new boyfriend Steven all night, every time she did you seemed to tip back the bottle of vodka that you coddled for most of the night so far. You were promised a party and so far you got a fire in a trailer park with about 5 guys, all far to obsessed with themselves to hold a conversation of any sort of meaning but it was almost like the god’s had heard your desperate plea as just as you gave up any hopes of a good evening, two men showed up... one was a little older than you but the other seemed around your ages and immediately caught your eye.

You ignored the interaction between Steven and the older boy and kept your eye firmly on the other, other than the obvious good lucks, he intrigued you, the way his slightly shaggy hair seemed to go unwashed, the way he held his shoulders as if the world laid on them heavily, slightly broody in the face as he watched in the interaction between the man he arrived with and your best friends boyfriend. His eyes scanned the rest of the circle before landing on you, taken back by the fact you were already looking at him, you offered him a warm smile not sure if it was the flicker of the fire or if the boy had a slight red glow to them as a result of your gesture. He looked away quickly but you couldn’t keep your eyes off him as you watched him walk away from the circle and plant himself under an old tree, fiddling with his fingers.

After yet another drink of the vodka, you pushed yourself from the chair and headed in his direction, thinking about the way your friends told you how annoyingly open you were when it came to meeting new people, joking how one day you’ll stumble upon your death because of how outgoing you had become. The thought made you laugh a little as you approached the mysterious man, his eyes slowly scanning your body before he met your smile once more. “This seat taken?” you joked, pointing to the spot beside him. He offered nothing but a shake of his head and you took that as your cue to sit down. “Im Y/N by the way” shifting into a more comfortable position, you offered your hand to the boy, hoping to put a name to his face.

“Daryl” he grunted, ignoring your hand. Your heart seemed to flutter at the bass of his voice, taken back by how masculine he sounded, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

“Nice to meet you, Daryl” you spoke softly before leaning against the tree, letting out a small sigh. “What brings you here?” you could tell your presence threw him off guard, possibly annoying him with how you just wouldn’t let the silence settle.

“M’ brother” he answered, a little defeated pointing in the direction of the man he came here with. You glanced over at him and watched how he held himself with cocky arrogance, your eyes rolling as he dramatically threw his hands in the air, telling some bullshit story to make the boys that gathered there laugh. “You?” you allowed a small smile pass your lips as he attempted to seem interested in your story, like you were his.

“I’m third wheeling!” you joked, pointing in the direction of your friend who remained on Steven’s lap, you could have sworn you heard the man scoff in amusement but you weren’t entirely sure. “She has Steven, I have cheap vodka!” you joke further but heard nothing from the man as he allowed his head to drop back to the hem of his shirt.

It stayed quiet for a moment as you drank back some more of the alcohol, almost emptying your bottle but the quiet was too awkward for you, you shifted slightly to face Daryl a little more, his gaze not leaving the button he started to pull at on his flannel. “You ever heard of the seven wonders?” you asked him with far too much enthusiasm, recalling back to a conversation you had with your mother about the subject, the one that made you utterly obsessed with the idea of seeing them all. You caught his confused gaze as he ever so slightly lifted his head in your direction, his eyes not leaving that stupid button. “Really? They’re like the most beautiful sights in the world” you gushed, your hands telling a story “ The great wall of China, the great pyramid of Giza?” A sigh leaving your lips at his silence, you shook your head ignoring his look “That’s what I wanna do, I wanna get out of here and travel, see the Seven wonders of the world!” your voice fell soft thinking about your dream, your eyes darting from star to star as you imagined yourself standing in front of the obnoxiously large Jesus statue in Brazil.

“Travellin’ aint all that” he muttered under his breath but it was loud enough to catch your attention.

“You travel a lot?” you questioned tilting your head slightly to capture more of his expression. Daryl just hummed in your direction, slowly nodding his head. “Must have seen a lot of beautiful places” you added, your interest fully peaking knowing he had seen much more of the world than you had.

“Ye’ don’t mean nothin’ though. Not when the world is full of shit!” he spat back at you, confirming his annoyance. You were taken back a little by his words, shaking your head disagreeing with him.

“You’ve got it all wrong!” his eyes met yours when you spoke, ready to bite back at you as to why he was in fact right but you cut him off “The world isn’t shit, it's the people in it.” The words fell out of your mouth almost too easily, like you had experienced your words first hand without seeing what the world had to offer you. He thought about how naïve to the real world you seemed but he couldn’t bring himself to break your perfect vision of the world, he figured you would figure that out on your own one day.

“So wha’ makes em wonders?” redirecting the conversation to avoid breaking your heart, his eyes finally allowing him to get a good look at you, you seemed to sway with the wind the strands of hair that fell from the poorly executed bun danced with you. He took note of the way your legs seemed to be scuffed with the dirt you sat on, thinking how dirty your dress might look once you stand up. He found it odd that you paired such a delicate dress with such stocky boots yet he liked it, it confused him for a moment, never really caring for fashion but he liked the way it looked on you. Finally he noticed the way your eyes seemed to drink up the light of the moon as you stared aimlessly into the sky, being careful not to be caught under your gaze. You laughed a little at his question, like he had fallen right into your trap. There was nothing more you loved to talk about.

“Well, they’re old right, so how people managed to build such magnificent statues back then is insane, like impossible insane! We now, would need machines and technology that just seemed like black magic back then!'' Anyone could hear the passion in your tone as you bragged about these ancient monuments, it almost made Daryl forget about the bad he had seen in the world and allowed himself to see the world through your eyes.

You watched the light in Daryl’s eyes flicker out as he came back to his dull reality, it made your heart sink a little before an idea sprung into your mind, like it was your mission to change this man’s outlook on life. You reached out for his hand and though he flinched when you touched him, he didn’t pull away instead he allowed you to guide him to his feet and drag him away and towards a small hill that surrounded the trailer park. As you walked, you couldn’t help but notice how rough his hands were. You thought he was far too young to have such calloused hands; no man in their early 20’s should have such aged hands. You didn’t let it distract you too much as you continued to tug on his arm to make him walk a little faster as you walked up the hill, finally you let go of his hands once you reached the top, a satisfied sigh signalling the end of your journey. You sat down on a patch of grass and patted the patch next to you, signalling Daryl to sit beside you. He just sighed at your demand but obeyed his orders and slummed himself down next to you, leaning back on his hands with his legs stretched out.

His eyes followed yours, settling on the view that the hill provided, a body of water seemingly flowing perfectly still and the light of the moon reflected right on its base as the grass and water weeds surrounding it played with the wind. “If the world was so shit, we wouldn’t have this” you whispered, not really caring if Daryl heard you or not, only saying it for your own peace of mind. He remained silent as he took in every detail of the scene, his bleak view on the world gaining some colour the more he watched. He broke his concentration to take in your expression, wondering if it matched his, it didn't it looked so much more peaceful, like you had found where you belong in the world, like everything ever made sense. Daryl looked over his shoulder the sight of you seemed to be overwhelming, it was only then that he acknowledged the fact you had chosen to sit with him and not partake in the group ‘fun.

“why ya wastin’ ya time wi me? Any one of those guys would break their back just to hear ya talkin bout this shit” you scoffed at his question, your eyes fallen onto him now with an amused smirk creasing your lips.

“The world is full of pricks like them. It’s not every day you get to meet guy’s like you.” It was like his heart had skipped valuable beats when you spoke, swallowing a lump that formed in his throat.

“Na’ I ain’t worth ya time!” His words were shaky as he tried to leave your gaze but you never let him, your hand resting on his leg as you did.

“No, you're worth more” you whispered before your eyes wandered back to the view you sat before.

He wasn’t sure how he let a complete stranger come into his life and completely flip the way he saw the world but he was glad he did. He sat up a little, now crossing his legs hoping not to disturb the way you hand laid on his thigh teasing himself with the thought of placing his hand over yours and eventually he bit the bullet and did just that, his eyes now following the ripples of the water finding it fitting as he felt ripples of warmth flowing through his blood stream as he held onto your hand.

He sure as hell liked seeing the world through your eyes.

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warnings: smut, dilf!kun, daddy kink, cockwarming, pet names

"Daddy!" Your small feet ran as fast as they could to greet the man who what just walked into the door. You were so excited that on your way towards him you stumbled a bit, but regained yourself and charged into his open arms.

"Be careful baby. You know I dont like it when you run in the house." Mr. Qian squeezed you. There was always one rule you forgot, but luckily Mr. Qian wasn't so strict with you, and let you get away with some things. Though if you did continue breaking the rules, he would start disciplining you.

"Im sorry daddy, I just missed you." You mumbled into his chest, taking in his peaceful scent.

Mr. Qian leaned down to place a small kiss on your lips before walking towards his room with you following behind like the clingy little girl you are.

Opening the door to his small office, you both stepped inside before Mr. Qian closed his door. He was a hard working man and you wondered how he did it all while maintaining such a free life. You looked up to him for that, it inspired you to go above and beyond in college too and you could never thank him enough for being your inspiration.

As he took a seat in front of his computer, he pat his thigh for you to come sit to which you happily obeyed, facing him and resting your head in the crook of his neck. You'd be lying to yourself if you said you werent comfortable. Actually, you could fall asleep right now with no issue but you couldn't because Mr. Qian always wanted you awake, saying its for whenever he wants to play with you. Which you thought was silly because you told him it was okay for him to play while you were sleeping. But he never obliged. He liked you awake for him. It was a bit annoying when you were actually tired, but Mr. Qian would always find ways to make sure your eyes were open.

"Stay awake for me princess." The sound of his typing startled you a bit out of your unconsciousness and you whined.

"But im so tired daddy! Can't i just sleep for ten minutes?"

He looked down at your pretty doe like eyes but shook his head and returned back to his work, "You know daddys rules."

Of course you did, but you never cared for this one no matter the day so you always put up a fight just for your right to sleep, not caring how petty it was.

You attempted to get up from Mr. Qians lap to go to his room, but was quickly pulled down by a rather hard grip on your wrist. He knew where you were gonna go and he wouldnt allow it.

"Mr. Qiannn." Whining and squirming in his lap trying to get out of his hold, Mr. Qian was quick to grab your face and make you look at his stone cold face. A bit intimidating you must say.

"I have an idea princess." He started without breaking eye contact, "Sit on daddys cock and don't move."

"W-what?"

Mr. Qian grinned, "You heard me."

Dumbfounded and at lost for words, you hesitated for a bit before trying to speak again only for Mr. Qian to cut you off and tell you take your shorts off.

After discarding your shorts, Mr. Qian was already ready for you to sit and so you slowly sat down, gasping at the size as you tried to comfortably adjust to him.

"Now stay awake." He said, but even now you still struggled. The feeling of being stuffed full of his cock was so good and comfortable in an odd way that you found yourself drifting in and out of sleep. It wasnt like you were purposely trying to fall asleep either--in fact you were trying to do the opposite but your drowsiness was winning.

With the snap of his hips, your eyes flew open and a small moan fell past your lips.

"What did I say princess?" He rested his hand on your lower back, rubbing up and down in small motions as you bit down on his neck in a way to stop you from whimpering.

"To stay awake."

"Mhm~ so do as I say and then maybe I'll reward you after."

You perked up a bit, "Can my reward be sleep?"

Mr. Qian laughed a bit, sure he had a different plan but since he did decide to play with you right now, he can allow you this one time, "Sure baby, whatever you want."

Little did you know that you were going to be seated on his cock for longer than you thought while struggling the entire time.