#and probably it was the right move to bring her back. but I still dont know

[swampgallows]

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complaining here because i dont want to burden my friends but still want to collect validation in the form of little pixel hearts

my moms mental state has gotten so much worse and as a result her hoarding is becoming even worse and even more impossible to tolerate. i have tried to have more sympathy about it and to help her with it, sitting with her while she sorts "a box a day" or even just "one thing a day". ive gently recommended she get a new therapist but all she did was change her horse on the SSRI carousel and start smoking weed. i've linked her articles and books and videos, and when she doesnt look at any of them i try to relay to her in conversation what i learned from them when she bemoans "why am i like this?". none of it matters. she just complains that it's "too overwhelming" and she "can't help it" even though she refuses any help at all.

i know it is a mental disorder. i know it is overwhelming. i know it causes her physical pain to get rid of things and at the same time cripples her with guilt to keep it all. but as of right now all we're trying to get her to do is just rearrange the things so that they aren't turning our house into a fucking obstacle course, and she pushes back on that too. like she doesn't want to even organize the piles AS THEY ARE and condense them because she'd rather be "actually throwing things away and putting things away like a human being!"—the thing that she very specifically CANNOT do.

and if we consolidate it on our own? hooooly christ. she goes on a fucking rampage, slamming doors, screaming/sobbing, throwing shit (her shit. it's all her shit). because it's HER stuff and WE touched it and she feels guilty about all her stuff. she STILL talks about when my sister tidied the spice cabinet, convinced that "she threw everything away!" and that was years ago. (my sister is a different kind of insane and probably DID throw a bunch of shit away, but either way all it did was give my mom ammunition for the rest of her life to never do anything.)

this is long enough already so all i can say is that im disappointed in myself for losing more of my tolerance and sympathy. like at this point the only reason i care is because i have to fucking live here since i havent been able to stay employed or move out yet and my mental health is also incredibly bad. but also my mom's becoming much more intolerant and hateful as a human being, which makes me less inclined to keep trying. like she deliberately brings up incendiary topics (usually politics), whips herself up into a cyclone of hatred (every '-ism' you can think of) while preemptively apologizing for things that she thinks that we think about the politics that she "doesn't like talking about" despite blatantly shifting the conversation to bring them up, then devolves into histrionic crying or yelling at us for something she has imagined. this is almost every day. i know she's my mom so im trying but christ alive

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss her…

[our-lady-of-mcr]

everytime i think im done ranting i remember something else LMFAO this one is extra long i hit tag limit god mf damn

[red-elric]

its gotta mean something that disc two of homestuck was fucked up by terezi and had to be repaired by doc scratch and then disc (cartridge) three was fucked up by caliborn and had to be repaired by john right. like ahdjsh the discs mean so many things. disc two being literally scratched like the record scratch and healed by DOC scratch and also the corruption being caused by terezi while she was talking herself into blaming vriska for everything and murdering her and how she was kind of WRONG about a lot of it but also just the fact that events between disc two's repair and the insertion of disc three were all coming up in lord english's favor. doc scratch repaired the disc and it was always going to benefit his master's plan. but then also the hubris of caliborn fucking up the third disc when things were already going his way, as one more abstraction in how he brings about his own undoing. and also just the fact that it was JOHN, ALONE, who was able to repair the problem there. it was his quest and his power used to retcon the game over, and like. realistically, aranea caused the timeline to be doomed when she manipulated things to come back to life, that was it. getting the ring back probably would have fixed everything, even without vriska, even with rose and terezi both being somewhat out of comission. but terezi did the same thing again and let herself get carried away about vriska, this time in the opposite direction, and meddled until there was a stable timeline with vriska alive in it. undoing what she did when disc two was scratched in a much more active way than john probably would have left to his own devices (because john definitely doesnt have the same regrets about vriska as terezi does). and maybe it even means something the way act seven and end of act six felt cheap and unresolved, though it probably doesnt bc [obligatory hussie hates the fans]. idk tho just thinking

[opal-owl-flight]

Your Protege. (Pt 2)

(Pt 1)

SAME DAY DELIVERY. HERE WE GO.

This is the only time theyve shown such sheer anger in front of anyone. Theyre usually just cold, or disappointed -- never furious.

Its one of the times Neo3 actually feared the captain.

MORE NOTES ABT CUTTLEFISH BELOW

Not over how Cuttlefish is this fuckign loony old man who pushes his ideas on young 3, constantly goinf "yall kids think Im crazy but LOOK WHOS RIGHT FOR ONCE", "I cant fight anymore, thats why I got you!", "Youre hero material, kid! Youre gonna be big!!"

Then raves abt how the Octarians are evil

3, who was desperate for praise from someone who reminds them of their direct relatives, does everything he says to do just to be appreciated more.

Cuttlefish taught them how to fight hand to hand. How to move and think on their feet. (Though they were given similar in their younger years)

Cuttlefish was... generally more warm and supportive than their dad, but yknow. A lot of this started bc 3 agreed to work for him. Be his deadly weapon.

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Cuttlefish was more concerned abt the Zapfish than 3s well-being then... He knew that the constant praising was working so hes gonna keep doing it. (...mostly bc thats what worked on HIM back then)

After 3 does his dirty work, he realized he should probably keep the kid around bc his paranoia with Octaria is a damn bitch and this kid is one hell of an ass kicker. They dont mind. Right??

3 never showed any sign of wanting to leave. Why would they, he was so kind to them, more than their dad or grandad ever was. (Also the paranoia rubbed off on them. Oops!)

Then, he asked them to go on a longer patrol with him. Pushed them to their fucking limit. Bc of what?? Octaria making moves again? (Octavio did make moves but they were already, as we say in the game, "too far from the objective to really contribute to the fight". This is why agent 4 was dragged in.)

There, 3 saw more and more that hes just a loony old man who wanted to have a fancy weapon to protect him in his crusade. A crusade they never really questioned, mind you. Theyve no reason to believe Octaria was nice in any way, not when they keep trying to kill them. (...in self defense. They havent realized, yet.)

Then they encounter 8, who had dropped her weapon at the sight of them. Raising her hands in surrender. 3 was far ahead of the coot, and managed to actually talk to her and everything. They were this close to bringing her back to Inkopolis as a friend, until the bastard ruined the moment.

Cuttlefish still told them that she was a danger. It might be a trick! Dont put your guard down! Pressured to follow their superior, 3s mask returns to their face, turning onto 8 with the herl shot ready to fire.

Then they all tumbled into the metro.......

....for Cuttlefish to use yet ANOTHER kid (8) to get him out of a hairy situation.

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Hes a crazy old man. Only caring for any of the kids beyond the platoon after they do his dirty work.

Like "mmm! Thank you for committing the war crimes in my stead. Youre a good kid, you know that? Anything I can do to support you further? Mmmm???"

...I dont think hes aware.

Hes not aware that hes harming the entire platoon, bc in his mind hes doing the greater good here. Get some easily manipulable kids on the street, shower em with praise and promises of glory and valor, and theyll do ANYTHING for you.

Including the warcrimes you keep wanting to do.

I think...I think he doesnt know hes manipulating the kids. I think he genuinely believes his own promises. He glamorizes the valor of war bc hes a commander who sits in the back of it. He really believes that this is for the best. He believes that this is how you inspire your troops to fight.

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LETS GO THATS ALL MY NOTES I SPENT ALL DAY FINISHING THIS COMIC. GOODNIGHT INKOPOLIS!!!

[girliism]

HIHI just read ur latest priest in training!art, AMAZING as per usual, so what if reader is very iffy about losing her virginity, so art convinces her about naked dryhumping, reader straddling art with no panties on, just moving back and forth and arts dick, precum leaking at the tip, and art continues to tell her “its not wrong if i dont put it in..” as he’s thinking of how good he would feel in her.. 🥰☺️

y’all wanna see them fuck so bad 🙂‍↔️.

“but isn’t that just like sex?” you sat at the edge of art’s bed. he snuck you into the boys dormitory building and into his room. art shook his head. “it doesn’t count it i don’t put it in.” you were still a little weary. “it won’t be different from other things we’ve done.” except it was as very different your most intimate parts coming together to mimic the act of sex. “it doesn’t count?” you crawl closer to where art sat at the head of his bed. “nope. plus all this goes away when you take your final vow.” maybe in a way art was right you could have fun with him and when the time comes you can ask forgiveness.

art let his hands run along your thighs that sat on either side of him. “you’re so pretty.” art let his eyes roam across your body. “thank you.” you smiled pulling at art’s waistband. art was focused on the way your hands played with his underwear and didn’t see you move in to kiss him till your lips were on his. you stayed there unmoving with your lips pressed against his. art started to move his against yours finally putting to use what patrick taught him. art slid his hands up your back to unhooked your bra. with your bare tits on display it’s taking everything in art not to pin you down and start fucking into you. soon art’s underwear is off and his cock lays hard against his stomach between the two of you.

you left your panties on and only pulled them to the side. you’ve never been this naked in front of anyone before so your heart was pounding from the nerves. art puts both his hands on your hips and started to rock you back and forth slowly. breathy moans come from the both of you. your clit nudges up against art’s cock head every so often. “f-feels really nice.” your soft hands grip onto art’s shoulders as you grind yourself a little faster on him. art doesn’t know where to look, from the way your pussy slides so easily against him or how your face is flushed teeth digging into your bottom lip to keep quiet. “feels fucking amazing.” he grunts. precum pools on his stomach your whines and his moans mingle as your highs get closer. “so close.” you moan and art brings his thumb down to rub at you clit. “fuck - you gonna cum on my cock.” you nod dropping your head on his shoulder. “you’re probably so tight and warm inside right - shit - gonna let me in one day.” you’re moaning louder. “yes yes yes.” you babble. art smashes his lips onto your as you both cum together.

you guys got cleaned up and button back up your shirt smoothing out your hair. “art?” he hummed. “since we kissed does this mean we’re dating now?” you don’t know why you ask it’s just kissing felt more intimate than giving him blowjobs. plus you had friends with secret boyfriends and they kissed in the dark hallways of the school. “uh, yeah sure.” art nodded. the two of you were already practically dating. he often took you for ice cream with patrick third wheeling and with what you guys just did why not a label on it. “ok.” you whisper trying to hide the smile that crept onto your face.

art snuck you out the same way he snuck you in walking you home to the girls dorm house. “i’ll see you at class.” art said. you nodded your head yeah before pulling him into a quick hug. “bye, art.” art watched you walk inside. a new boner growing from just the feeling of your body pressed against his.

[satoruhour]

reader x toji where they hav an argument nd the reader dresses slutty and suddenly has plans at the club w her friends. but toji doesnt like that 🫣

a/n: IM HERE . IM HERE SORRY IVE BEEN RB-ING SO MANY THINGS !!!! but i promise im writing hahahaha. but also i dont owe anyone an explanation! enjoy anon!

wc: 1.4k

warnings: toji picks ur lock w/ a bobby pin lol, reader is a little mean LMFAO but #valid, dom!toji, pussy drunk tojiiiii, implied overstimulation, oral / cunnilingus (from the back + face-sitting + lying on ur back), exhibitionism? (reader is on call with her friends but her girls don’t know she’s getting eaten out!), implied unprotected p -> v sex @ the end, implied creampie / breeding kink, n*sfw under the cut

“yeah— but you didn’t have to say it like that!” you huffed out at your boyfriend, or so you thought, because you probably had read too much into this relationship, heart tearing apart when toji simply said he was with his woman, with benefits while on the phone with shiu. 

you tsked when toji opened his mouth to explain, a distraught expression on his face that implied it was a slip of his mouth but even then you were relentless about the simple slip-up that meant a lot to you. it wasn’t often that toji had anything but an indifferent expression on him and you’d relish in his panicking face with a smug grin if it wasn’t for your rage.

“stupid fucker — still thinkin’ i’m just some bitch he fucks like he doesn’t whine for me in his sleep,” you grumble to yourself mindlessly later, phone blowing up from the messages from your friends while you scour through various outfits that slowly flood your bed. 

No way he said that!!!! Wtf???? Who does he think he is?

let’s bring u out tonight babe. wear sum cute

yeah!!. Let’s get ur mind off of that lame fella . he still kinda hot tho…

it’s messy and there’s a continuous clash of colour with each skirt or top you pull out and you groan in annoyance, so you take a shower — and it’s not all that better either, mulling over that dreaded sentence while lathering yourself up, while washing it off, getting dressed. it pisses you off so much that a man’s words can affect you so much, but that’s the price you pay when it comes to toji.

the toji who gives you a crushed, bloody bouquet after coming back from one of his dangerous missions, the toji who grumbles while he pushes the last nugget in the mcdonald’s box toward you despite loving it, the toji who likes to feel your body against his because he’s said that the mere sensation of you pressed up against him is enough to make him cum.

you scoff when you hear a knock on the door, in the midst of pulling an extremely short skirt up your hips with your ass basically peeking out from under it, paying it no mind before securing a tube around your bust.

“shut the fuck up!” you bark back when toji knocks again and there’s silence altogether, rolling your eyes when there’s a dramatic sigh from behind the wooden door and your feet naturally has you swerving away from the bed to open up the door, if not for the call from your girls that come in. the ringtone echoes throughout the room, distracting you from the professional work being done by toji with one of your bobby pins.

with phone on the bed, it’s led to your ass being propped up while you’re on your hands, butt facing the door with a full on display of your miniskirt and the very lacey underwear toji’s gotten for you for your anniversary. it was a petty move, you know — everything felt right when you pulled the material over your legs after your shower, not expecting yourself to pick up such a revealing bottom.

but now you know everything definitely felt right when those panties pooled at one of your ankles that hang off the bed while you’re trying not to whimper into the call with your girls who’s just so excited to see you. it’s a wonder they haven’t already heard the sloppy noises of toji eating it from the back, hands gripping onto your ass cheeks so hard they form bruises and you don’t have it in you to give a fuck when the other licks a hot, long stripe up your folds.

“left the house already, hon?” one of your friends ask and you’re gripping so tightly onto the phone that it hurts a little, not missing the way toji mumbles out that your pussy tastes as sweet as ever.

“uh— ah! n-not yet!” you squeal when toji smiles into your cunt and you absolutely hate how your hips shimmy toward him instinctively when your boyfriend pulls on your thighs to bring you closer, “i’ll leave soon, o-okay— mm—”

“babe?”

“okay bye!” you panic and press the large red button, hanging up immediately before your moans increase in volume immediately and your head dips into the bedsheets. the man eats pussy like a starved man, slobbering over your pussy while his nose just takes in your scent and arousal — something that’s gotten him hooked since day one. your leaking hole, your sensitive clit, your twitching thighs. god, toji loved every part of you and he was determined to fuck you better than a friend with benefits.

“’m sorry baby, mmfhh—” toji grunts into your core, “any chance ya could forgive your old man?”

the hold on your pride was getting looser and looser while your hands only clutch the sheets tighter and tighter, whimpers turning into a borderline scream when the man manoeuvres himself under you and yanks you down onto his face. your arms support your limp body instantly, hips moving with their own mind as you grind into toji’s tongue with breathless pants, rolling your pelvis over him and he groans at the feeling. toji doesn’t care that your miniskirt is in the way, eyes peeking out from the fabric and flitting over to you and your breath hitches cause you know he’s serious in earning back your forgiveness.

“not when— haah… you’re still saying i’m just some— w-whore you fuck.” you’re still a little bitter, but toji below you is enough to make you clench around nothing, high already approaching when he switches between sucking and nibbling and flicking his tongue at your bundle of nerves. 

“slip of the tongue, i promise, doll,” he talks into your drooling pussy, the vibrations sending chills up your body, hands flying to his hair to grab onto toji’s hair and pulling, “you’re my cute lil girlfriend, aren’t ya?” you hate how easily you nod your head, “mine to fuck, and mine to eat out, yeah?”

that sentence alone has you needing to lock eyes with toji just for a moment to see his lips curl up slyly, bottom half of his face soaked with your juices that your stomach contracts a little at the sight, a weak whimper leaving your lips.

“yeah…” you mumble out breathlessly and that’s all it takes for toji to go back to eating, quickly bringing that burning coil in your tummy again while slurping up your arousal. the room feels so hot and you’re sure you’re sweating through your outfit that you so carefully picked out that you’re peeling it off your body. your lover only wraps his larger arms around your thighs when he sees that your pretty tits are out, intoxicated on the thin layer of sweat lining your body and the curve of your upper body.

“toji, toji, toji—” you’re chanting his name like it’s a mantra, dizzy from the constant abuse toji does to your clit, pleasure shooting through your body when he moans around your cunt and you’re cumming with a moan of his name, thighs shivering around his head that he only laughs, humming into your core while you soak his sheets and skin. you’re just about prepared to get fucked when you catch a glimpse of toji’s hand palming his bulge, but that isn’t what toji has in mind when he changes positions again.

“taste s’good, baby,” toji groans, pulling apart your thighs that close from the sensitivity, “let me eat ya out until i’m forgiven.”

and all he can do is stick to his words whenever after each orgasm he pulls from you, you’re shaking your head like you’re saying you aren’t forgiven and he figures out your game soon enough, but whatever his girlfriend says, it goes. it’s just like that for toji who worships every part of you, a mistake rewarded well later when he taps his fat, leaking tip on your cunt and slips in easily from how many times he’s made you cum, reaching nirvana just from hearing your still-loud mewls leaving your worn-out body.

it’ll be something that will be burnt into his brain, forever, but toji doesn’t have time to think about that for now, so he just fucks you like he thinks a sorry man should fuck — deep into your cunt with the promise of being better and the need of giving you everything you ask for, even if it’s something as simple of wanting his cum in you.

whatever his princess wants, his princess gets.

i cannot go a day without mentioning breeding omfg im actually deranged

[the-s1lly-corner]

This one request may be a little out there but can I request various creepypastas walking the reader home after they notice someone trailing behind them? They don't know the reader that well, maybe they've just entered the friend stage?

Various crps walking the reader home

Ooooo love this idea sm, sm sm might YOINK this for other characters in a different post

Characters: nina, hoodie, masky, toby

Notes: reader is GN, you and the crp arent dating but you guys are friends/friendly

CWs: stalking(? Does it count if it's an isolated instance of being followed?), implied violence

NINA THE KILLER

doesnt even wait to greet you when shes close by, she calls for you and says hi as she rushes up to you from... wherever she just was-

hooks her arm around yours, and keeps her hold on you firmly... perhaps out of concern... the risk that you might get snatched by someone else and taken?

though its not likely, given that shes twirling her knife around in the air in plain sight as she practically skips by your side- talking to you so casually as if there was nothing wrong

as soon as the person is gone shes asking if youre alright- do you need her to add someone on the chopping block? because she can probably track them down and-

fully understanding if you dont want her to do anything like that, but you can tell shes still... contemplating... insists she spends at least some time with you when you get home to make sure all is well- during the time shes there shes making sure youre alright as well as helping ease yourself after something like that

HOODIE

very tall, likely towers over whoever is making you feel threatened. unlike masky, he does look back at the other person... almost as if he is sizing them up

in the light you swear you catch a shine of something hidden away in his pocket- but the need to pull it out never arises as the person keeps their distance

its dead quiet between the two of you- as expected, and he does give you some breathing room... hes slightly behind you, almost like a barrier between you and the creep

immediately stomps out any attempts the person makes at getting closing the gap by blocking their way and glaring down at them until they either go the other way or pass ahead of the two of you... and even then hes going to continue moving to keep between you and them

will come inside if you offer him, he keeps an eye out long after the danger has passed

MASKY

you were already so caught up in making a plan for what to do, that you didn't even realize Masky taking his spot next to you. He nearly scared you just as much as the person behind you, at least.. until you realized it was just him

keeps close to you, and doesn't give the one following you a look.. to further push the point that the two of you are together he wraps an arm around you and tugs you closer

for someone who is usually so adverse to touch, and being interested in keeping his personal space- he was more than willing to toss all of that out of the window to bring you even an ounce of security

you eventually lose them, but thats not going to stop him from walking you the rest of the way home. he doesnt invite himself in, but you catch him stalking around the outside of your house- as if making sure there was no other unwanted visitors

TICCI TOBY

not as quiet as his fellow proxies, and in fact will spin around to make a conflict if the person isnt dropping it as you draw closer to your neighborhood

its... hard to say its the right choice, but making noise does add in the uncomfortable fact that it may draw attention- that in of itself isnt the best for toby given his record... you know, with arson and the like..

and if the person takes it as an opening to rush forward? toby goes no where without his weapons, and if the person didnt take that into account or didnt notice them then thats on them! anything that happens afterwards is just karma!

even if it doesnt escalate to that he talks with you, making it clear that the two of you are familiar with each other- he spares no volume as he catches up with you- will flash his hatchet and perhaps drop some recent work he was meant to do for his boss

gladly takes your invitation to stay, keeps you company and you both end up having a sleepover together

[iznyangwoni]

EASY TO LOVE | chapter twelve !

warnings: smut! mdni

After five days of not attending a single class, you finally found the courage to get out of your room. You did indeed fuck things up last friday and that ended up with your phone being smashed on the floor and not being able to leave the house for three days.

If it werent for your mother getting worried about you not replying to her text you would’ve probably stayed there another full week. But now everything was fine, kind of. You were staying at your mom’s house, you had just bought a new phone and Wonyoung and Moka were being sure to stay next to you at all times.

You can feel curious eyes on you as yoh walk in the hallway, and you cant tell if its because you have something on your face or because you’re repeating an outfit.

“Y/n.” You hear Jungwon call you, you turn around. He must’ve just finished practice since he’s still wearing some sweats and his hair and stuck on his forehead.

You dont even have time to say anything as he immediately takes your wrist, taking you with him to the locker room. Thankfully each person of the dance class has a personal locker room, so there’s no fear of anyone getting in. He locks the door and looks at you, you’ve never seen him so mad. “Where have you been?”

“Why do you care?” “Y/n.” You sigh, you’ve thought a lot about what to do with him. You obviously dont feel like playing anymore, so many things ruined this game of yours by now that if Jungwon were someone else you would’ve already let him go. But thats the fact, you cant let Jungwon go. You enjoy his presence and god, the way he kisses you…

“Jungwon i dont owe you any explanation, now can i go to class?” You get closer to the door but Jungwon stops you, his hand going through his hair. “No. Y/n do you understand that i havent heard from you for almost a week? You cant yell at me to not talk to you or touch you and then vanish!”

“You’re getting attached.” You cant even look at him in the eyes, you’re tired of all of this and wish you never spoke to him that day months ago. You need to push him away before this turn out badly. “Dont tell me you arent.” He gets closer to you, his fingers under your chin so you can look at him. “You missed me, didn’t you?” He asks and you chuckle sarcastically at that.

Missed him? You might have missed the way he touches you, but you didn’t miss him as a person. Its not so easy for you to just get attached, especially after what you found out. “You’re only going to bring me even more troubles.” as you say that Jungwon’s hands slowly start to wonder on your body, but you still look at him in the same cold way.

“I thought that was the exciting part.” he gets even closer, his nose brushing with yours before he moves down on your face, giving gentle bites to you. You try not to get distracted, but your heart is already beating so hard its becoming hard to. “You dont know how much i missed your pretty self.” His voice comes out lower than usual, even a bit raspy, it makes your whole body chill.

This is when you realize that he’s not any different from you. You’ve been manipulating and controlling each other this whole time, and now you cant let him go the same way he’s obsessed with you. You close your eyes when he starts biting your neck, his right hand on your thigh.

“Jungwon.. whatever this is… it needs to be over.” But not even you can believe your words, and he’s barely hearing you by the way his hands are slowly going up your thighs. “And what exactly is this, pretty? We’re not dating, we’re barely friends, nor you’ve ever made me touch you properly. We cant stop something that doesn’t exist.”

you feel his lips coming back to your cheek, before he bites your lips. You open your eyes slightly, he’s right after all, theres nothing to stop in the first place. you’re already breathing quite heavily, his hands resting under your skirt. you look at his lips before leaning in, he catches them in a kiss immediately, pushing you back to the door. Your hands on his shoulders meanwhile his grip on your thighs gets stronger. “Good girl. You look so pretty when you listen to me.”

He picks you up, your legs intertwining on his waist, his hands under you ass. He then sits you down on the washer, thank god this school is so rich to afford that. You moan when you feel his teeth sink in your tongue and then bottom lip, one thing about this boy is that he loves to bite. “Tell me if you ever want to stop…” He whispers.

Jungwon slowly goes down, your skirt is short enough that it makes it easier for him to slide his hands under it, his fingers playing with the hem of your underwear. You’re against the idea of doing anything in public, but this is a closed room, with no windows or cameras, you can let yourself relax for now. You feel his bites on your thighs, which makes you giggle a little, he really loves your legs.

Jungwon leaves a couple of marks on the inside of your thighs, your hand on your mouth so that the sounds dont get out too loud. Before you can even register what is really happening, he pulls your panties down and opens your legs completely. Your free hand goes to his hair and he gets up to give you another kiss.

“We dont have time for the full thing..” He says between kisses, his fingers already tracing your opening. Its embarassing how wet you are just from teasing. He then slides his first finger in, making me whine through the kiss, he doesn’t move it immediately, but you can feel his thumb already going to circle your clit. You moan, trying your best to not be too loud, its crazy how he already made you forget what you were talking about.

You bite his shoulder as your head comes to rest on the crook of his neck, he keeps pleasuring you slowly, pumping his finger in and out before sliding in another one. “Fuck.. i can barely fit two in..” You close your eyes, your hands still in his hair meanwhile he kisses your head and cheeks, whispering so much dirty stuff in your ear.

“Jungwon.. am close” He goes faster at your words, wet sounds all over the room, your teeth sinking on his shoulder are most likely going to leave a mark. “Let go pretty, cum on my fingers.” I doesnt take you long before you actually do, his fingers full of your juices. Your legs are still shaking when he puts your panties back on, Jungwon kisses your lips once more before taking a step back.

You take a few seconds to regain your composure, your head still dizzy from what just happened. Jungwon laughs as he sees your red cheeks, finding you very much adorable. “Fucking asshole,” You breathe out, looking at him as he changes his clothes. “I hate how good you are at distracting me.”

He laughs again, shaking his head. You finally find enough balance to get up, Jungwon looks at you, shirt in his hand meanwhile he is wearing none. “Am i distracting you?” “Dickhead.” “You’re gonna run out of insults.” You roll your eyes annoyed, how can he be so damn infuriating and hot at the same time you still dont know.

You wash your face and make yourself presentable again before going towards the door. He looks at you with a smirk on his face, it makes you want to punch him so damn hard. “Call me when you’re feeling stressed, pretty. Looks like it worked taking your mind off of some things.” “Oh fuck off.”

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[ravenromanova]

Come back to me pt.2

Pairings: 838 Wanda x Female reader. 616 Wanda x Vision

Warnings: Nothing really for this one. But in the next parts there will be smut. i’m just getting the scene right now. this one might be a little short sorry :/

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Part 1

”I’m bringing you home Malysh” She said as she closed the portal and walked over to where you were laying. For a moment you thought you were still dreaming. That was until you felt Wandas hand on your cheek ensuring you she’s real.

“Where’s home?” You asked after finally coming to terms with the fact that she’s really there. She smiled softly before she reached her hand out for you to take. You rubbed your eyes and then slowly grabbed her hand before you got out of your bed.

“You’ll see soon malysh” Wanda said softly before she flicked her wrist and opened up another portal. You were still very confused and not 100% sure you weren’t dreaming as you walked through the portal.

When the both of you walked through the portal you were met with vivid colors and a more beautiful universe. The universe had much brighter colors than yours did, the sky was a different shade of blue and everything just seemed better. Wanda led you from where she had made the portal to the little house she had bought in a woodsy town in upstate new york.

Once you walked into the house you immediately took a few moments to look at the decorations. The house was small but cozy with a soft furniture that complimented Wandas style. The walls were painted a light green, there were beautiful paintings varying from van gogh to flowers. You smiled as you took in all of the decor and for some reason you felt at home right away. Wanda smiled as she watched you wonder around and take everything in.

“This is home malysh” Wanda said once you took a moment to take everything in.

“It’s beautiful Wanda” You mused with a smile still holding her hand.

“I bought this house right after you passed…You had mentioned to me how much you loved this house one day as we drove past it. So i bought it to honor you after the accident.” She said softly leading you to the sofa and sitting down. You sat on the soft dark green sofa as you listened. The story made your heart break and your eyes well up with tears as she spoke.

“I’m sorry” Your words caught her off guard. “I know it isn’t my fault for ya know dying but im sorry that we never got time together and you had to come to a different universe for me. I honestly dont think im worth all that” Wanda squeezed your hand softly for reassurance and shook her head. Her eyes were soft as she looked at you and shook her head before speaking.

“Darling i would cross any timeline and go to any universe to find you again. I know im not your Wanda but i still love you the same. And if its any consolation i know your Wanda feels the same but is just too scared” She said with a certain sadness in her voice that made your heart break a little more.

“I know this is all a little weird but if you want i would love it if you stayed here…with me” Wandas voice wavered as she spoke almost as if she thought you’d say no. You smiled and grabbed her hands and rubbed your thumb against her knuckles.

“I’d love that…There’s nothing for me in my universe. I have no family, Wanda chose Vision as you already know, I dont really have any friends on the team besides nat so yea i’ll stay” She smiled brightly at your words and moved in closer before she brought you in for a passionate kiss. You knew that you probably shouldn’t stay that there would more than likely be repercussions of your actions. But right now in this moment you couldn’t care less because you felt so loved by her.

*Back in 616*

Wanda wondered the compound hoping to find you but had no luck everywhere she checked. She sighed as she wondered back to your room to see if maybe you were in there.

“Y/n? You in there?” Her soft voiced echoed through your room. After a few seconds of waiting and no response she used her powers to open your door. Wanda sighed when she entered and saw you weren’t in there. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath before age went to sit in your bed. She then saw the stuffed unicorn she bought you for your birthday one year and grabbed it. Wanda smiled softly as she held the stuffed animal.

That’s when she decided she was going to try to find you using a location spell. So she closed her eyes and focused on finding you. What she saw made her heart stop. You were sitting on the couch with her only… it wasn’t her it was a Wanda from another universe it looked like.

“What the hell” She whispered to herself as she saw the two of you walk around a small cottage looking house. Wanda’s heart stopped when she saw you leaning in for a kiss. You were giggling at something the other Wanda had said and it was just like when the two of you would hang out together.

Wanda sat there on your bed for what felt like forever watching you and other her interact. Her heart filled with joy at the look on your face. You looked happy with other her. But as Wanda continued to watch she couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss. She has always loved you but never had the courage to say anything so when Vision asked her out she didn’t think twice. Everything was great with Vision at first till she noticed how distant and quiet you got around her. As the days went on she tried to find the strength to leave Vision and tell you how she felt but she never did.

Twenty minutes passed before Wanda got up and knew what she needed to do. She left your room and then went to her own to change and collect her thoughts. After she got dressed and calmed her anxious mind down she opened up a portal of her own.

*818*

Once she conjured the portal she walked through and entered a world that looked like her own but yet it was vastly different. She looked around for a moment before she saw a red trail that resembled her powers. Her brows furrowed as she followed the trail for what seemed like forever.

When she got to the small cottage looking house from her vision the red trail ended. Wanda froze as she stood outside the house the house. She didn’t know what to do. Her mind was racing. What if you were mad at her? What if you were happy with this Wanda and didn’t want to come back? Should she just leave to be?

Her heart stopped when she heard your laugh from inside the house. The laugh sounded real and genuine… She couldn’t do it. She couldn’t ruin your happiness for her own selfish reasons even if she wanted to fix things.

*Inside the house*

You and Wanda were sitting down on the couch watching friends giggling at the antics of Joey and Chandler when Wanda felt something off. She tended under your touch as you laid on her chest and when your eyes met hers they were red.

“Wanda? Are you okay?” You asked placing your hand on her cheek growing worried. She didn’t respond as she grabbed the hand that was on her cheek.

“You need to go outside. She’s here” She finally said after her eyes went back her their normal green.

“W-Who’s outside?” Your worry and concern kept growing as you spoke.

“Just go Malysh” She said with a sad smile on her face. You could tell by the look on her face that she wasn’t gonna listen to your protests so you nodded and headed words to the door.

Your hands shook a little as you twisted the door knob. And once the door was opened and you saw who it was your heart stopped and tears formed in your eyes.

“Wanda?” Her eyes meet yours and it felt like all time had stopped. “What are you doing here?” You asked walking down the steps.

“I’m sorry. I should’ve told you how i felt before. I’m so sorry y/n please please come back to me “ She pleaded holding onto your hips once you were in reach. Your hands found home on her reddened cheeks and you gave her a sad smile.

“I-I don’t know if i can” Wanda could hear her heart breaking at your words. It was in that moment that all her fears came true.

~The end of part two~

A/n sorry for the cliffhanger :) well not really but i promise the next however many chapters will be so much better and filled with so much more angst and fluff! I just needed to set the scene you know? ANYWAYS i love y’all

[skullvgirl]

an unexpected contestant : model au | bllk

incl. isagi, nagi, reo, barou, chigiri, bachira, sae, niko

warnings. fem reader

an's. dedicate to @chxxrybxxmb my idea plug ᡣ𐭩

❝ YN ! ❞ your manager called to you desperately, peeking her head into the room where you were getting your makeup done. She looked frantic and stressed as ever.

❝ Yes? What's wrong? ❞

She shook her head dispointedly. ❝ It's the boys again, it looks tense in here...❞

Oh lord...

You rolled your eyes and moved from your vanity seat. Your makeup was basically finished anyway and you already had your outfit on, so you carefully made your way outside the room too where the rest of the boys were staying.

❝ What's going on? ❞ you asked politely surveying the scene. It was Isagi ( and the others ) standing as far away from each other as possible looking like they were going to snap each others necks off.

Oh jeez I hope this isn't about...

❝ Oh finally thank GOD your here, now you can just decide for yourself ❞ Bachira sighed, pulling your over too the center of the shoot, beady eyes pleading.

❝ Decide what... ❞ you pondered allowed as the group of boys shared a silent look across the room.

Finally someone spoke up, it was Barou ❝ We want too know who your doing the BAZAAR set with ❞ he asked, looking just as hopeful as Bachira did.

You poped your hip too the sides and groaned, rolling around your tense body.

Of course it's about the BAZAAR set, why wouldn't it be about the BAZAAR set!

The room stayed silent as your loosed your body and you glanced back up too see everyone still standing there waiting for an answer, although your not sure what they wanted you too say considering the set was a whole month away—practically a lifetime too you.

The set was not only the most revealing set you would do this year but it was also going to be the most influential. Which is probably why they wanted to be your partner so bad, it would bring in alot of revenue for the company and give them a boost in their career. Your managers thought it would be the easiest task—just leave it up too the modle themselves, have her pick out a person from a group and be done. But of course you were careful with your decisions and just saying put a name so easily wasn't your thing and in fear of hurting anyones feelings you planned too keep it private.

Looks like thats not an option anymore...

The boys continued to stare at you. ❝ What are y'all looking at? I told you I still haven't made a decision, now scram your inturupting me and Bachira's shoot. ❞ Bachira grinned like a maniac and swooped a hand around your waist while the other boys groaned.

❝ See I told you she wouldn't spil. YN's like an EVVA lock, can't pick her at all! ❞ Isagi said crossing his arms and leaning on the chair.

❝ Doesn't really matter since she'll probably pick me anyways ❞ Nagi yawned, pocketing his phone to observe you and Bachira's position. You ignored him but his statement sadly didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the males.

❝ Unlikely, YN and I have already done the most duo sets together this year, us on BAZAAR would a complete set ❞ Sae said, his arms crossed in defiance to what Nagi said.

❝ You failed to mention a full duo set has too have 12 magazines and not 11 Sae. You only have 10 as of right now. ❞ Reo chimed in, looks like he wasn't backing down either—much too your demise.

Angry filled looks were still spread across the room and the photographers were getting annoyed at their noise. It was time too end this thing.

❝ Alright! Alright That's enough, I'll have made a decision by tomorrow okay? So just leave..your distracting us ❞

The boys seemed pleased with your answer and began filling out of the room one by one. Finally some peace and quiet.

❝ You know I love you the most YN...and i'd love too see you all dolled up for the BAZAAR set❞

❝ Meguru, dont. ❞

❝ Was worth a shot. ❞

1 month later

❝ YN come onnn, you said you'd tell us who you were gonna pick aggeesss ago! Ages ! And you still haven't What's the hold up? ❞ Bachira groaned as you were now in a room with the rest of the members all of them again waiting for a response.

❝ I wasn't even aware of this to be quite honest with you ❞ Chigiri said, folding his hands together. ❝ Guess theres alot of things that happened while I was away ❞

You sighed, ❝ I guess I can't put it off much longer can I...❞ The boys looked hopeful at that, and was now sitting on the edge of their seats. In the month that had past they all had gone great lenghts to please you, buttering your up with presents and sweetwords trying their best too get on your good side. But that wasn't really what you wanted.

❝ I choose... ❞ They all were holding their breath now. ❝ Niko ❞ You turned too the black haired boy and even under his bangs could see his surprise as well as his relief.

❝ Me..? ❞ He asked softly, almost not believing it.

❝ HIM !? ❞ Reo jumped out of his chair, pointing at the male in betrayal.

❝ What's the big deal? Niko's a great model plus he has the least amount of covers done here, BAZAAR will help him out ❞

❝ B-But I-I bought you a car, a porche ! ❞ he looked appalled at your decision and so did the rest of the boys there.

❝ On whose accord? ❞

He couldn't respond, he was left there gaping and confused.

❝ Niko but he's...he's a rookie? ❞ Isagi questioned. ❝ And I mean come on...a porche YN and porche ❞

❝ Uhn Uhn yall aren't gonna put this on me. Thoes things were from you. I didn't ask for shit. And anyways you wanted to know, now you know stop bothering me about it ❞

❝ Ugh that is so not fair ❞

❝ Meguru, seriously, dont ❞

an's. i only included everyone I thought could be a model fr 🙏 no ayru cuz idk how to write for him lol

[elsplaything]

benefits // ellie williams x fem reader

summary: you’re ellie’s plaything and you’re SICK of it. so, you go to confront her about it, and you can’t seem to get your point across…

warnings: male groping, intoxication, switch!ellie, strap usage (r!receiving), oral & fingering (e!receiving).. there’s probably more i just don’t remember

not proof read im sorry

you missed her. you didnt want to accept it, didnt want her to win, but you really, really missed ellie.

this friends-with-benefits-dirty-secret thing that you guys had going on was so confusing. she would barge into your room, all hot and bothered and cruel, forcing you to submit to her. she would have you face down on her bed, panting and broken and pathetic, but then right after she spoke to you like you were her angel. "youre so perfect, i cant believe i have you." "my perfect girl." "dont leave me, baby, let me hold you a while longer.."

but then, the morning came, and ellie was gone. you were left alone, in an empty house with an empty bed. she left you aching, yearning for more. the worst part of it all, though, was how she treated you outside of the bedsheets. like she didnt know you at all; you were a mere stranger to ellie in the public eye. every party, every gathering at jesses', she would just brush you off like another bystander.

yet you still missed her. even now, as youre standing alone in jesse's kitchen downing a redbull mixed with vodka, watching ellie flirt with yet another drunk and horny girl in the living room. did she even know you were there? did she even care?

"hey, babe. what're you doing back here?" dina's sweet voice brings you back into focus, forcing you to look away from ellie for what seems like the first time tonight.

"oh hey, uh- jus' getting another drink." you threw your cup into your mouth, chugging the entire bitter taste then pouring another. you needed to forget everything tonight, and this was the only way to do it.

"whoa there, cowgirl. lets go get you on the floor.. and away from the drinks!"

dina dragged your drunken state onto the "dance floor" (jesses living room) and you both danced closely to one another.

your hands moved up your body as you jumped and swayed against random people in the dance mob. you felt hot and sticky, but it was at least a good distraction...

ellie could see you from across the room. her jaw clicked as she saw your ass in that short black dress peek out as you grinded on a random frat guy. bile rose in her throat as she saw him place his big hands on your soft hips. those hips that were bucked up against her own, just a few nights ago...

"hey, get- get your hands..off.." you slurred at the guy, just now realizing that he wasn't dina, he was a big drunk asshole who's touch was getting too much too fast.

"cmon, ma, lets take this upstairs-"

"dude, she doesnt want to go up with you." somehow, ellie found herself in the middle of the dancefloor, holding your hand and defending you to this random jerk.

you looked up at her with your pleaded doe eyes, and she almost fell to her knees and died right there.

"hey, d, think i need to take her home for the night." ellie talked into dina's ear over the loud music.

"yeah, i think that would be best..." dina gave you a small smile and then proceeded to yell at the weird touchy guy.

ellie plopped you into the passenger seat of her old trunk, and you rested your head onto the headrest and looked over at her.

she sat down and turned the key over. "lets get you home, 'kay, pretty girl?" her long fingers brushed a strand of hair from your face.

you scrunched up your eyebrows and looked straight ahead, pouting. "dont do that, els."

with one hand on the steering wheel, she looked over at you and her expression softened. you looked so cute, all drunk and tired in your best dress. she loved that one, she even picked it out for you a few months ago.

"do what?" her voice was soft and almost mocking.

you sniffled, looking out the window to try and hide the tears falling down your cheeks. you were a sad drunk, thats for sure.

"dont call me that. don't act like i matter to you.. its all bullshit." your words were slurred and messy, but at least you sort of got your point across.

she pulled into her driveway, turned off the car and fully turned to you.

"youre drunk. get inside, ill run a bath. we can talk in the morn-"

"no! im not gonna-- talk in the fucking morning! tell me why you dont fucking love me or care!!" you spat out, full on sobbing in the passenger seat.

ellie had that little crinkle between her brow that you adored so much. she looked at you with sorrowful eyes, she knew this had gone too far.

"i.. fuck. i do love you, y/n." she caressed your cheek with her hand, trying to comfort your burning skin.

suddenly, you felt a little more sober. you unbuckled and got out of her truck, and started to storm off into the empty street.

"what the fuck are you doing??" ellie yelled after you, grabbing your forearm before you got too far.

"i'm sick of your lying, ellie. you've told me that before, told me you loved me and you would never leave and blah blah, then you go and ignore me, flirt with all the fuckin' sluts in the fuckin' world and then you tell me you don't want a relationship because you hate labels and i'm fucking sick of it!"

you finally snapped. your breathing was erratic, your eyes were glaring into hers, and all ellie could think of was how incredibly hot you were when you yelled at her.

she walked closer to you, and she could literally feel the heat emitting from you.

"then why do you keep coming back to me?" her voice was low as she looked into your eyes with something you've never seen before. they grew dark, even in the moonlight, and you didn't even know what to say.

she grabbed your jaw before you could get a word out and practically hit her lips against yours. you moaned at her forcefulness, pulling her hair to deepen the kiss.

before you knew it, you were dragged inside and thrown onto her bed.

ellie's lips sucked hard on your collar bone, marking you as hers. her hands roamed all over your sides as she writhed on top of you, needing to be inevitably closer to your warm skin.

"fuck- you're so fucking pretty when you're mad." she mumbled against your skin, her hot breath burning you.

your fingernails dug into her biceps, anger searing at her comment. you wrapped your legs around her waist and pulled her hips onto yours harshly, digging your feet into her ass.

"fuck you." you breathe into her mouth and flip her over so you straddled her waist. you unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her thighs, your fingers plunged into her grey boxers and rubbed along her folds. she was soaking wet.

ellie whimpered underneath you, propping herself up on her elbows so she could get a better view of you on top of her. she liked it when you took control, though she'd never admit it.

you quickly shoved two fingers inside of her, making her cry out the prettiest moan.

"you take it so well, huh, pretty girl?" you panted out, leaning down to kiss her slick forehead. her bangs were stuck with sweat, she looked so beautiful.

she clenched her eyes shut as you went deeper, earning breathy moans and "fuck, right there" from her.

ellie's long fingers clung to your shoulders as she came fast around your hand. she's never come that fast, only when she ate you out..

she began to move you over, but you stopped her by moving down her legs so your face was met with her cunt. "nuh uh, not yet." you told her; she looked at you with confusion before she cut herself off with another pretty whimper as you sucked harshly on her swollen clit. she was sensitive from her previous orgasm, and her hands pulled at your hair at the overstimulation.

"fuck- i cant- stop it, y/n!"

"you can take it." you mumbled into her pussy as your fingers found themselves buried deep inside, again.

ellie was getting a taste of her own medicine. and she liked it.

she liked to watch you as your eyes fluttered while your mouth and fingers worked on her. your dress was scrunched up at your hips, exposing your tiny panties and big ass. god, just looking at you had her cumming on your mouth.

"god, youre fucking killing me." ellie groaned and leaned her head back onto the pillows as her back arched into your tongue. you had to hold her waist down with your free arm while ellie rode out her high onto you.

you climbed back up so you were straddling her again; she was panting like a dog and her green eyes were glazed over as she looked up at you like you were a literal angel sent from heaven.

your hand cupped her cheek, brushing away the loose hair. her eyes fluttered closed, taking in your soft touch.

"you liked that, huh?" you whispered to her and kissed her nose.

"mmhm," she mumbled sleepily, "but it's your turn now."

her hands suddenly grabbed you and flipped you over so ellie was the one on top, and it felt oh, so familiar.

soon enough, her biggest strap was plowing into your abused cunt, your face was pushed into her mattress, her hands on either side of your head.

your screams filled her ears, making her thrust faster. she pulled you up by your hips so your pretty ass faced her. you supported yourself on your elbows and your head hung as she hit your spot over and over again.

"never gettin' away from me again, angel." she panted to you, and all you could do was moan in response.

"too- too much, ellie.. god!" your fingers gripped the sheets and you tried to get away from the brutal thrusts of ellie's strap, but as soon as she saw what you were doing, she grabbed your waist with one arm and pulled your back against her chest.

"dont you fuckin dare. do not run from me." her voice was clear in your ear, and your head fell back onto her shoulder as she pushed up into you. "thats it, thats my girl."

her free hand went to your clit, pushing you over the edge. you screamed her name, probably waking up the entire apartment complex.

ellie's long arms wrapped around you as your eyes drooped. you loved to listen to her heartbeat when you laid your head on her chest, completely fucked out.

"i really do love you, you know that, right?" her voice was so gentle, she was scared to lose you after tonight. after all you said.

you sighed deeply, still laying on her. "then stay."

[sam-the-pancake]

I wasn't gonna make a post about this anymore because it resolved, but I still want to talk about it. My writing style is long and rambly so TL;DR at the bottom.

Yesterday was the first day of the college course I'm taking (I'm getting my master's in Special Education if anyone's interested). It's a class from 5pm until 8pm, and most days it's after a full day of work for me, so I've elected to mainly use my wheelchair. But since I'm ambulatory I decided to bring my cane in case I needed the bathroom or something so I don't have to struggle with the doors. This classroom of course didn't have a desk without a chair attached so as we sat in a circle I put my bag on the desk behind me and rested my cane against it.

Anyone who uses a cane knows that they fall over. A lot. I kept telling both the professor and the students next to me to please just leave it on the floor when it falls over but of course they didn't listen. They had to "help" the poor cripple. Well class ends and I grab my bag and head home. When I get to my house I realize that I don't have my cane with me to help me down the stairs to my apartment. It wasn't with my bag when I left class so I forgot it. I tell my partner that I'm going back to campus to get the cane I forgot. This is my only cane. I use it any time I leave the house. Even if I'm planning on using my wheelchair when I get somewhere I like to have the cane in the car.

In the 20min it took me to drive home and back the cane is gone. I look all over the first floor of the building without an aid since I expected it to be quick. I sit down and email the professor and campus lost and found before making my way back to the car.

AN HOUR LATER, an hour and a half after the class has ended, I get an response email from the professor and a girl from the class. The girl saw that I forgot it (I still don't know where it had been) and took it hoping to see me before I left. She probably felt like she was doing her good deed for the day. Except I have a medical exception letting me park in the teacher parking lot right outside the building, and she probably brought it to the student parking across campus in the other direction. And then when she didn't find me she didn't reach out!

If she had wanted to be helpful she should have stayed in the classroom with it, or gone back to class when she couldn't find me, and sent me an email. I know that to ableds it's just a stick, but a month ago that was my only mobility aid. I have not left the house without it for 2 years. I'm not leaving the house until I get it back. I'm in pain today because I walked around for 10min without it. She waited for me to reach out about it to let me know she had my mobility aid. And I know she waited because she told the professor she had it. If she had wanted my email she could have asked the professor for it or for my full name to look it up in the directory.

In her email she said "I was really worried someone would take it." Guess what! YOU took it! Again, I understand that it wasn't her intention, but it's the reality of what happened. She removed it from the room and didn't reach out to tell me where it was (neither did the Prof!).

Non-mobility aid users don't touch our aids! Don't move our aids! DONT FUCKING TAKE THEM HOME WITH YOU! This wouldn't have been a problem if during class people would have respected me and left it on the floor with my stuff like I said to.

TL;DR: My cane was falling over in class and the people kept touching it and eventually must have moved it. This caused me to forget it when I left in my wheelchair. Some girl from class took it home with her "so no one would take it" so it wasn't there when I returned. She didn't reach out to me so I didn't know where it was. Prof let her know I emailed asking about it. She's bringing it back to me today, but I can't comfortably leave the house until I get it back because I'm in pain from looking for it without an aid. ABLEDS RESPECT MOBILITY AID USERS BOUNDARIES AND DONT MOVE OUR AIDS OR TAKE THEM FUCKING HOME CHALLENGE

[sopebubbles]

Hobi's babies

Pairing: bulletproof heart!hoseok x seokjin x reader

Wc: 10k

Warnings: threesome, oral sex: male and female receiving, vaginal sex, lots of dirty talk and pet names. I'm probably forgetting some things bc its been a while and i dont have time to reread this bitch, but nothing crazy.

Happy Thankstaking everyone!

A/n: So i sat down to write last night and instead just cried bc im too tired. But i didn't want to get your hopes up for nothing, so i went into the vault for this unreleased piece of filth. This one is for those of you who have stuck around since Bulletproof Heart. But if you didn't read that series, I think you can still enjoy this bit of debauchery.

❣️

Hoseok sucks harder on Yn's neck, relishing in the little moan that he pulls from her lips when he does so. He'd been too overwhelmed by the scent and the heat of her to behave while they watched a movie--now long forgotten--in her bed on Saturday afternoon. Yn’s nails drag down the skin of his back under his shirt. He's warm, too, as his body pushes down on hers. Heavy breaths from his mouth wash over her skin as he continues kissing her neck, traveling slowly down to her collarbone. Her lips find his shoulder where his oversized t-shirt has left his skin exposed. Hoseok grinds his hips down between her legs, letting her feel the distinct bulge in his pants over her covered core, which she knows is already sopping wet.

This has been getting worse recently. Not just with Yn and Hoseok either, but with Seokjin, too. It's been harder for them to keep their hands off each other. And harder to stop. That's why Yn made a doctor's appointment last week to get birth control without telling her mom what it was about. Because she didn't know how much longer she could resist both Jung Hoseok AND Kim Seokjin. Not that either were pressuring her, not purposely. But with two beautiful, sweet boyfriends, who would want to resist? It's certainly proving difficult right now, with her legs wrapped around Hobi's hips.

His hands find their way under her shirt—well, it's actually Jin's shirt that she's had for months. His fingers brush against her skin as he pushes the fabric up. Hobi pulls back so he can move down to kiss her tummy, his hands holding firmly to her ribcage as he covers her skin in kisses. When his lips press just below her breast, he knows he has to stop. He sits back on his heels, bringing his hands to rest on her bare thighs.

"This is getting harder," he tells her, heavy breaths raising his chest.

"Something sure is," she smirks, eyes glancing down to the tent in his sweatpants. He rolls his eyes and delivers a slap on her thigh as he sighs.

"I guess maybe we should talk about this."

"Talk about what?" She asks even though she already knows. As she sits up, her shirt falls back down to her hips, and Hobi frowns as she moves mere inches away, even as his hands remain on her legs. He waits until they're both settled and comfortable before he replies.

"We told Jin that no sex would happen until we're comfortable, so I think we should talk about it. Honestly, it's all I can think about these days, but I don't want to pressure you."

Yn touches her hand to his cheek. "Hobi, I don't feel pressured. I feel the same way, actually. And I'm ready. I want my first time to be with you. But…"

"Jin."

Yn sighs. She doesn't want Hobi to feel like he's not enough, but she knows they can't forget about Jin either. "I don't want Jin to feel left out, at least not from the conversation. Maybe he's not ready yet. And if he's not, I don't think he'd make us hold back, but we need to know either way. And if he is ready…" Yn looks away to the floor beside her bed, but Hobi takes the hand on his cheek as she begins to fall away and places a kiss in her palm.

"It's not how I imagined my first time, but I love both of you, and it would be amazing if we all had our first time together."

"Let's see if he's back from visiting his grandma then," Yn smiles and reaches for her phone. The two go back to watching the movie they had abandoned after Jin says he'll be home soon.

>>

Jin smiles fondly when Yn opens her front door wearing his shirt, which is big enough to almost completely cover the pajama shorts she's wearing underneath.

"I like your shirt," he chuckles as he enters.

"Thanks. It's my favorite. A very sweet boy gave it to me once when I was sad," Yn recounts after she’s closed the door. Jin wraps his arm around the small of her back and pulls her close. His other hand cups her cheek and strokes it gently with his thumb.

"He must like you very much," Jin whispers, "to give you his favorite shirt."

"I never knew–" he cuts off her words with a kiss, somehow gentle and passionate, leaving her breathless when he releases her.

"Hobi's here?" Jin wonders, to which Yn only hums and takes him down the hall to her bedroom. "Hey babe," he greets the younger boy with another soft kiss on the lips as he joins him on Yn's queen sized bed.

Meanwhile, Yn sets about turning on various lights around her room to illuminate the space that had grown dark as she and Hobi lazed about all afternoon. Finally she comes to sit on the bed with them, a nervous smile stretching her lips as she completes their triangle, all three of them facing in toward each other. Jin rests his hand on Hobi's thigh while his other hand reaches for Yn's.

"You wanted to talk about something. Is everything okay?" Jin looks between the two of them. They both feel anxious but excited. Neither feels uncomfortable, having grown accustomed to Jin's need to talk things out but also always feeling calmer in each other's presence.

"Everything is great. Wonderful, actually. We just wanted to discuss something… important." Hoseok looks at Yn for a way to continue, finding the words difficult to locate. It's not any easier for her, so she chooses the most obvious ones, pushing them out in a rush.

"Hope and I had a talk earlier, and we think we're ready to have sex."

"Damn, babygirl. That was very to the point," Hobi laughs.

"And we wanted to know what your feelings were on that subject…at this time," she stutters, losing her confidence with Hobi's reaction.

Jin's eyes are wide as dinner plates. When they'd messaged to say they wanted to talk, he wasn't sure what he could expect. Of course, he considered the obvious negative possibility, but he didn't think it was likely. He hadn't even thought of this. Not that he hadn't thought of it lately. He was struggling to keep his hands off his boyfriend and girlfriend just as much as they were. It would be difficult for any hormone-fueled eighteen-year-old boy to hold back from being intimate with their significant other, and he had two that he not only loved very much, but who were also insanely attractive. Jin cleared his throat before he opened his mouth to utter a simple, "Oh."

"Of course, if you're not ready, that's totally understandable." Hobi places his hand reassuringly over the other boy's and gives him a gentle smile.

"Yeah, Jinnie, whatever you want, we'll completely respect that," Yn adds.

Jin's eyes soften, and a new smile spreads across his face. It's amused and enamored. He takes his hands out from both of theirs, and for a moment, their hearts race with panic. He turns first to Hobi to grab his head and give him a firm kiss before he releases him to do the same to Yn.

"I love you two so much," Jin sighs happily. "And I'm glad you brought it up because I don't know how much longer I could carry on like we were. I'm ready, too. Especially if it's with you."

All three of their faces are transformed by bright smiles expressing both joy and relief. Yn can't help leaning forward to throw her arms around both their necks, and neither fails to respond by nuzzling into her neck.

"Wait. Hold on," Jin interrupts their warm embrace and pulls away, allowing Hobi to pull Yn into his lap. "Don't pout," Jin teases when he sees the frown on her lips. "I just want to know what we're talking about right now. Are we talking about all three of us? You two? Me and Yn? Me and Hobi?" Jin is clearly starting to get into his head about it as his eyes drift away from his partners. Yn and Hobi smile at each other as they watch him become flustered over the permutations.

"We were thinking we would like us all to have our first time together," Hobi admits.

Jin's mouth hangs open, midway through a thought. "Cool. Yeah. Sure. A threesome for my first time. Cool."

Yn clamors from Hobi's lap into Jin's to take his face in her hands, forcing his eyes to meet hers. "Jinnie, it doesn't have to be. If you're not okay with that, it doesn't have to be. You know we won't pressure you or do anything you're uncomfortable with."

Jin's broad shoulders relax under her gaze and her softly spoken words, and he smiles again.

"I'm never uncomfortable with you, heart." He leans forward to give her a peck on the lips and then looks at Hobi, who's watching them lovingly. "Of course all three of us should be together. I wouldn't want it any other way."

"You're sure?" Hobi asks, weaving a hand into Jin's soft hair.

"Of you two? I'm very sure," he replies, pulling Yn tight. Then his head snaps up with an idea. "Wait Yn, what about you? We should talk about birth control and-"

Yn stops his wheels spinning once again, this time with her hand to his mouth.

"I've taken care of it. I've been on the pill since last week."

"That means we could, hypothetically… today…"

"Get over here, babyboy," Hobi interjects, aggressively pulling Jin's face to meet his own in a rough kiss.

Yn slowly backs out of Jin's space, enjoying the sight of her two boys kissing, as she always has. She leans back into her pillow to take in the view, fingers rubbing her mound firmly over her shorts.

"Fuck, I really like that," Jin admits when Hobi releases him, fingers still locked into his hair.

"Feels good to be Hobi's baby, doesn't it?" Yn muses, to which Jin hums.

"What do you think you're doing all the way over there, babygirl?" Hobi asks, coming toward her with devious intent in his eyes.

"Waiting for you, daddy," she replies, loving the flash in his eyes and the teeth-baring grin, not to mention the low growl from his chest, at the use of that name. Once again, Jin is left staring in surprise as Hobi devours her mouth until the younger boy holds out his hand to him, inviting him to join.

"Come on, babyboy," Hobi smirks, and leads Jin's hand to Yn's bare leg when he gives it. Jin comes up onto his knees, following his hand up her body until his eyes look into hers once again.

"Tell us if you want us to stop," he says in a voice just above a whisper.

"I don't want you to stop," she assures him before she pulls him in to join Hobi in kissing her neck.

Jin's hand reaches the apex of her thigh and cautiously slips under the fabric of her shorts, fingers wrapping around her to give her a squeeze. Her legs fall open when he does so, and without thinking he lets his hand travel over her clothed pussy, causing her to breathe in sharply from surprise before her hips lift, just slightly, to meet his palm.

"You really want us, don't you, babygirl?" Hobi asks with his lips against the shell of her ear.

"Yes," she hisses in response when Jin finds the sweet spot on her neck. It's still tender from Hoseok paying extra attention to it earlier. That boy's teeth are now nipping at her ear lobe instead, causing her back to arch away from the bed as his hand glides over her stomach, stopping hesitantly just under her breast. She can sense how he's holding back before entering that uncharted territory. She's not wearing a bra and he's never felt her like that before, but she wants him to, wants to feel his large hands on every inch of her.

"Hobi, please. Please, touch me," she begs breathily.

"Fuck," Hoseok sighs into her neck at the sound of her whining. He'd give her anything if she begged like that.

In a second his hand cups her breast, gently pressing the supple flesh with his fingers. His thumb grazes over her nipple, dragging the most beautiful moan from her lips that travels straight from his ears to the growing bulge in his pants. Jin's hand, which has still been rubbing gently over her panties, follows his curiosity up to her chest. Finding her softness beneath his shirt, he gently pinches and rolls her peaked nipple between his fingers, making her squirm with pleasure. The two boys pull away to share a mischievous grin.

"Sit up, princess," Jin instructs thoughtlessly, the other two smirking at the new and unexpected pet name. "What?" Jin shrugs. "That's how I intend to treat you."

Yns smile grows as she follows his orders and when the two boys grip the hem of her shirt she raises her arms to allow them to strip it off her body. Instinctively, she pulls her arms back in to cover herself. Hoseok tsks.

"Don't hide from us, beautiful. You'll make us sad," Jin coos, pulling her wrist gently away and placing her hand on the back of his head. "We want you, too."

His mouth meets her skin once again, placing kisses of appreciation all over her chest before honing in on his original target. Yn's fingers slip into to Hoseok's hair as well, just as she whispers the other boy's name when his teeth capture her nipple, and he realizes he's been staring at her face this whole time, utterly awestruck that he's found himself in this situation with someone he loves so entirely. Still his eyes don't leave hers as he lowers his head to find her other peak with his tongue, not until her eyes slip closed in ecstasy. The boys smile slightly at each other as they listen to her moans. Their hands meet over her navel, fingers searching one another's skin for contact as they give her pleasure.

Yn can feel the jolts of electricity shooting straight to her core with each lick and kiss, only making her want them more, wishing they'd find their way to where she needs them most. But she doesn't want to be greedy or to rush. She wants to make them feel good as well, yet when her hands find their hips, touch their skin, both jump up in shock. Yn pouts.

"Angel," Hobi starts without knowing how to finish. Jin stutters. Yn pouts harder.

"It's not fair. You get to touch me and see me. What do I get?"

The boys look at each other before looking back at her and both slowly remove their shirts so they're all equal. She should be prepared for Hoseok's physique at least. She's seen him without a shirt before, at the pool and on other occasions. But it's been a little while and he hasn't been dancing so much, so she didn't expect to find such a well defined stomach on him. She can't seem to stop her fingers from gliding over his smooth brown skin, taught over the muscles of his abdomen. She sits up and leans forward in order to plant soft kisses all over his chest.

She's not the only one admiring him though. The boys look each other up and down, drinking each other in. And while Yn's mouth explores Hobi, theirs meet in a lustful, excited kiss. Jin's fingers in the other's hair pull him desperately closer, pushing his warm, soft tummy against her in the process. Finding herself unintentionally caught between them--a position she has come to find she loves-- Yn simply giggles and turns her kisses to the skin of the other boy. Her hands skim the waistband of each boy's pants. Both boys freeze once again as she palms the growing bulges inside of them.

Acting in unison as always, as if through telepathy, they swiftly take her hands and push her back down onto the bed, holding her hands hostage above her head. Jin's lips capture her own in a rough kiss, while Hobi's slowly work their way down her side, from her breast, over each rib and down to her own waistline. His fingers hook around the elastic and then he pauses. After a second yn tears herself away from Jin to look into Hobi's eyes. Reading the unasked question there, she nods confidently. She wants nothing remaining in between them, no barriers. She already knows she belongs fully to both of them, and she feels fearless in that conviction. Jin distracts her once more with his plush lips against her jaw as she lifts her hips off the bed, allowing Hoseok to pull her shorts away and her panties with them. Now fully exposed, the air seems colder around her, causing her legs to close involuntarily and goosebumps to raise on her skin.

"It's okay, babygirl. I'll take care of you," Hoseok promises, lips brushing the skin of her inner thigh as he spreads her legs apart. He sighs at the sight of her, wet and plump already from hours of anticipation. "Jinnie, baby, she's so beautiful," he coos. "So perfect."

Jin wants to see for himself, wants to take in all her perfection, too. But it's hard to tear himself away from her kisses. Hobi takes one of his hands from Yn's breast to coax him.

"C’mon, babyboy," he urges. "I want you to see before I ruin her."

Jin pulls away and she misses him already, but he still has one hand gently massaging her breast so he hasn't left her completely. As he moves down to her lower half he pushes her leg to the side so he can see her.

"He's right, princess. You are so pretty. So perfect for us." Jin murmurs as he strokes her thigh, not daring to touch her yet. Yn feels her cheeks heat and redden at their praise, but neither notice as their eyes fixate on the essence coating her slit. "She looks so sweet, daddy."

Hobi hums as his fingers graze her skin, swollen with arousal, and she shudders at his touch. The kisses he leaves on her move closer and closer to her core. His eyes look to the side, to Jin. "You want to taste her?"

Jin only nods as he watches the other boy. Tentatively, Hobi licks his tongue over her outer lips, breaking the seal at her entrance and they see her open up a little, enough to see how wet she truly is. Her moan is music to Hobi’s ears and all the encouragement he needs to have another try. This time he gets closer, sure to collect some of her juice with his tongue, getting his first real taste of her. He hums and takes another, licking from her hole to her clit. He turns his head to his partner and grabs Jin by the chin, pulling the boy's him and pushing his tongue into his mouth to let him taste her. Their sloppy kiss parts with both smiling, and Hobi guides his elder's mouth to Yn's heat. Jin fights off the voice telling him he has no idea what he's doing and takes a lick of her folds before closing his mouth on her clit and sucking gently. Yn's hips lift, begging for more while Hobi watches, lower lip tortured between his teeth as one hand strokes Yn's thigh and the other Jin's head.

"You're doing so great," he praises both of them, although he has very little idea himself. There's simply a sense of joy filling him up as he watches his two lovers.

"Our girl is amazing," Jin agrees as he pulls away, his lips wet with her, and allows Hobi to take his place again. Hoseok probes his tongue around her dripping hole as Jin works his way back up to look at her face. "You're so good, sweetheart. Did I make you feel good?" He asks, in need of reassurance.

Yn smiles widely at him, her eyes heavily lidded already from the pleasure he and now Hoseok have given her. She grips his neck and pulls him in to kiss her, tasting herself all over his mouth, but she doesn't mind. She simply wants more of him, more of everything and everyone. Hobi’s tongue finds her clit as her hand searches for Jin's waistband. He gasps when her fingers find his hardened length.

"Please don't pull away from me again," she begs in a whisper, eyes locking. "I want you, Jinnie. Unless you don't-"

A smile twitches at his lips. "No. It's okay," he assures her. "I'm nervous, but I want you, too."

"I'll be gentle," she promises as she slowly pulls down his pants to liberate his cock. Hobi's mouth never leaves her, but he watches on with curiosity and anticipation as Jin's thick, hard cock is released. Yn looks down at him breathlessly before she takes him in her hand again, delicate fingers barely managing to wrap nervously around his shaft. She knows she'll be destroyed by him later, but it excited her more than it scares her. Hobi pulls back from Yn's core to run his finger along her folds.

"Bet we'll have to stretch her out nice and good before she's ready for you, babyboy," Hoseok grins, but Jin hardly hears him as Yn strokes his length slowly with her soft hands. Hobi massages his fingertip over her wet entrance before pushing slowly in and hearing her take a sharp breath. He pauses inside of her.

"Did I hurt you?" He asks, eyes softened. Yn merely shakes her head, the slight discomfort not worth stopping for weighed against the pleasure of having him inside of her at last.

Jin cups her cheek in his hand. "Tell us if it hurts, love."

"I'm fine. Please don't stop," she pleads, smiling softly up at him, but Hobi doesn't move again until he receives a nod from the other boy. He bends his finger experimentally inside of her, feeling her walls tighten around him and the soft spot just beyond her entrance.

"So fucking tight and warm, babygirl," Hobi hums as he removes his finger from her, spreading her arousal all over and gently rubbing her clit. "We'll have to take our time with her, Jinnie."

"That's okay. I've got all the time in the world for our princess," Jin tells him in a shaky voice, struggling to concentrate with Yns continued ministrations.

"Do you want to try something, babygirl?" Hobi asks quietly.

"What?" Yn responds without her eyes straying from Jin's.

"Suck Seokjinnie's dick, baby," Hobi suggests, much to Jin's surprise.

"N-no, you don't have to do that, sweet girl," Jin stutters. But Yn looks at him gleefully.

"I would love to, Jin. Please let me."

"Please let her, Jin. I wanna see how pretty she looks with your cock in her mouth," Hobi encourages as he continues to tease her clit.

"Only if you're sure, Yn," Jin stalls, but she is already grabbing at his hips to pull him closer. He manages to rid himself of his clothes completely before he scoots closer to her on his knees, as close as he can get to her. He takes his hard cock in his hand and strokes himself several times before he slowly guides the tip to her mouth. She leans in to meet his head with a soft kiss, her hand touching his gently as she reaches to take control. As he lets go, she sticks out her tongue to swirl around his smooth head, getting a taste of his precum when she licks him. She looks up at him with large doe eyes, seeking his approval and finding him already coming undone, with his eyes nearly closed as he looks down on her and his mouth hanging open. His hands rest on his hips, unconsciously pushing slightly forward to give her more.

"Take his head in your mouth, babygirl. You can do it," Hoseok instructs, watching from below. His middle finger plays at her hole again, coating the tip in arousal. "Use lots of saliva, baby."

Yn does as she is told, closing her lips around Jin's girth. She sucks gently, gathering spit in her mouth, and it draws a choppy sigh from him.

"I'm sure she's so good," Hobi muses with a kiss on her leg as he pushes his finger into her again and she moans on the other boy's cock. "Let me see that spit, baby." Yn pulls off to let him see the strings of saliva connecting her to Jin. "Fuck, you're doing great, angel. Spread it around with your hand and stroke his cock. Jinnie is such a good boy, too. I want you to make sure he feels as good as you feel. Can you do that, baby?" Hobi asks, curling his finger inside of her.

"Yes, sir," she moans, sending a chill down Hoseok's spine. She takes Jin in again, deeper this time and begins to bob up and down, lathering his shaft with spit from her tongue and stroking the rest of his long cock with her hand. Once all his shyness has left him, Jin's fingers find their way into her hair, pushing it back away from her face.

"Jinnie, if she's doing well you should tell her."

"Mm. You're doing… so well… princess," he manages to get out through his haze, but he means it completely. Nothing has ever made him feel so good, and the image of Yn below him, her wide eyes leaking tears as she takes him into her throat, the saliva gathering around her lips, makes it difficult to comprehend anything else. She's so beautiful in this lewd act, one he'd never dare to imagine with her, but Hoseok is talking to him and he knows he should listen.

"Do you think she deserves another finger, babyboy?"

"Mmm, yes," Jin groans. "Have to stretch her pretty pussy so she can take me."

Hobi grins, surprised by his frank dirty talk. "You wanna fuck our little princess?" Hobi spits into his hand and pushes in another finger. It's a very tight fit, even for his slender fingers, but yn opens her legs wider for him, eager for more as he stretches her.

"Yes. She looks so pretty with my cock in her mouth, just think how pretty she'll look when I fuck her." Jin drags his fingertips along her hairline, admiring her face, and takes hold of her jaw, fucking into her a little deeper. Yn can only try to relax and take what she's given as she continues to look into his eyes, transfixed by his words.

"I'm sure you're right, but I want to have her first," Hoseok announces. "Is that okay, baby?"

"Whatever you want, daddy," Jin agrees, reaching out for Hobi with the same hand to brush his hair out of his face.

"And my other baby?"

Yns mouth releases Jin with a pop, and she pants, her lungs burning for oxygen but she doesn't mind at all. She looks into his eyes while she answers but her hand still strokes Jin lazily. "Whatever you want, daddy. I'm yours. Completely."

"That's my good girl," Hobi grins. "But first, babygirl, you'll have to take more fingers, and you're going to have to cum for us. You can do that, can't you?"

"I think so," she answers hesitantly.

"I'm sure you can, angel," he murmurs supportively as he lowers his mouth to kiss above her clit.

"Jinnie, there's something I want," she whispers.

Jin leans his face closer to hers and kisses her red lips. "Anything you want, princess."

Pressing her lips to his ear she whispers again. Jin smirks back, pleased with her request, and leaves her with one last lingering kiss before he gets off the bed. Hoseok is lying half way on his side, his hips pushed up on one side by his bent knee to accommodate his erection. Jin comes to sit on top of him, straddling the leg that lays out straight behind Hoseok. He slides his hands over his skin from his lower back up toward Hobi's shoulders, massaging gently as he goes. Pressing his chest onto the other boy's back, Jin latches onto his neck with his mouth, knowing exactly where Hobi's most sensitive spot is. The smaller boy moans onto Yn, adding an extra layer of pleasure.

"We're lucky, you know?" Jin whispers in Hobi's ear as his hand snakes around to his chest, rubbing his nipple gently.

Hoseok's mouth falls open to ask, "why's that?" in a breathless tone before his tongue returns to Yn, his two fingers never ceasing their movement inside of her.

"Because Ynie is so beautiful and sweet. And she loves us so much."

"Yes," Hobi breathes as one of Jin's hands travels down over his abs, his teeth pulling at Hobi's ear. The large hand slips down between his warm skin and the elastic of his boxers, finding purchase on the boy's hard cock.

"And she wants us to feel good."

Hobi whines, feeling undone by the unexpected contact. "Is that what she whispered in your ear?"

"Something like that," Jin responds.

"Jinnie," Yn whines, both from the pleasure Hobi is still giving her and from how long Jin is taking to complete her request. Jin's mouth travels down Hobi's back leaving a trail of sloppy kisses as his fingers curl into Hobi's waistband.

"What are you doing?" He wonders.

"My lady wishes us all to be equals," Jin responds as he slowly removes the younger boy's clothing.

"Is that so?" Hobi looks back up at the girl's face above him. She looks back at him through cloudy eyes.

"Mhm. She wanted to see what she has to look forward to. And she wanted me to pleasure you, too," Jin tells him as he takes a firm hold of his partner's long, veiny cock once again. "Can I make you feel good, too, daddy?" He whispers to Hobi as he kisses his cheek.

Hobi loses himself in the ecstacy of the boy's touch. Not just the hand on his hard, throbbing member, but also Jin's chest pressed against his back and the cock rubbing gently against his ass as Jin moves his hips subtly. He forgets entirely about Yn's clit, but it's only a moment's interruption, as Jin's tongue is there to take his place. He can't say how long the moment lasts--minutes or hours--before a small voice breaks through the haze.

"Daddy?" Yn calls gently, half sorry for asking for his attention at all when she was enjoying the euphoric expression that graced his features. Hobi clears his throat and looks back up at her, the doe-eyed expression on her face calling him back to her.

"Yes, angel?"

"I want another finger."

He finds the meekness with which she asks endlessly endearing, and he's happy to oblige. "Of course. Jinnie?"

"Hmm?" He responds, opening his eyes again after devoting himself so entirely to his tasks.

"I want those pretty lips around my cock while I make Ynie cum," Hoseok commands, regaining his composure and his sense of control. Jin merely smiles in response and repositions himself to do as he's told, but not before he's pulled into a rough kiss. Hobi pulls his fingers out of Yn's pussy and puts them into his mouth, licking the essence of his fingers and replacing it with his spit. She takes his three fingers with a groan, fingers fisting around the sheets beneath her body. "You still okay, angel?" He asks as he rubs his thumb in circles over her clit.

"Mhm," she responds quietly, holding in a breath as she adjusts to the pain. It's more than she was expecting, but she knows it's necessary to get what she wants and it will go away soon. She's distracted by the boys below her moaning and props herself up on her elbows to see them.

Jin and Hoseok are tangled in each other, the younger one twisting at the waist to give the other access while Jin lays between his strong thighs. His long fingers wrap around the base of Hobi's cock, his thumb rubbing smoothly over the thick column underneath, while his tongue moves fluidly around his head and shaft. Jin wraps his lips around his pulsing head, leaving both his partners breathless. As she watches Jin take in more of Hobi's length, Yn clenches around Hobi's fingers, drawing his attention back to her. In addition to feeling her, he can see the way she's watching Jin's actions, both admiring and taking mental notes.

"Babyboy, I think Yn likes watching you suck my cock," Hobi smirks. "What do you think, babygirl? You like what you see? Or are you jealous?"

"Fuck," Yn moans when Hoseok gives her his mouth again, sucking her whole bud between his lips before rubbing his tongue quickly over her. "Jinnie is so pretty," she manages, her love agreeing with a hum. Jin's eyes look up to see her watching him, her hands clutching her breast, thumbs teasing her own nipples. Jin pulls away to rub the tip of Hobi's cock over his tongue, letting Yn see his full length and how it glistens with his spit. Then he takes the other boy back in, deeper than before, until he chokes. "Mm, Hope, Jinnie is such a good boy," Yn moans.

In response Hobi fucks her faster with his fingers, his tongue rubbing faster, as if to tell her that he agrees, and that they're both very good. She falls back onto her pillows as his actions push her onward, the tension inside her building until her hips begin to writhe beneath him and she cums with a cry.

"Fuck, Hobi. She's so pretty when you make her cum," Jin, who's never taken his eyes off her face, moans. Hobi's mouth releases her and his fingers slow as he presses soft kisses around her throbbing lips and quivering thighs.

"So pretty," he agrees. He pulls his fingers slowly from her, leaving her feeling empty, and comes to hover above her face, licking up her sticky essence. Jin moves forward as well, to clean up the mess Hobi left behind with his tongue. Hoseok brushes her hair back with gentle fingers and looks lovingly down at her, checking her eyes and face. "How do you feel?"

"Great," she smiles, still feeling dazed.

"You're bleeding a little. Are you sure you're okay? I didn't hurt you?" She can see the real concern in his eyes, even though they both know it's to be expected.

"I'm fine, Hobi. You made me feel so good. I loved it." Yn's eyes darken as they glance down and her fingers grasp his erection. Hobi's smirk returns.

"You want my cock, babygirl?" Yn bites her lip and nods. "I want you to say it."

"I need your cock, daddy," Yn whimpers, melting beneath him. He presses his lips to hers passionately, brushing her hand aside as he strokes himself.

"Get on your knees," he orders. Without a word to him, Hobi gestures for Jin to go to the head of the bed. Once he's claims Yn's former place he takes her her face in her hands to kiss her

"Did you miss me?"

She nods and smiles before she turns her head to kiss his neck, starting a trail that leads over his collarbone to his chest. His soft moans are interrupted by the sound of Hobi's hand falling harshly on Yn's ass. She yelps and turns back to look at him, but he's already rubbing the spot gently. He grabs her hips and pulls her further down the bed and thus further down Jin's body until she's hovering just above his thick cock.

But she doesn't have time to think about that just yet though, because Hobi is rubbing the tip of his cock around her entrance. He holds her steady with one hand on her ass while he uses the other to guide himself into her wet pussy. A moan slips past his lips when he feels how tightly she's wrapped around his head and he doesn't give her any more, slipping back out a moment later. He rubs over her soothingly once again. Jin smiles at her gently to ease her mind. He reaches out to touch her face, thumb brushing her bottom lip and she licks him, taking the digit into her mouth. Hobi pushes into her again, awed by how amazing her wet walls feel as they grip him while he sinks deeper into her as slowly as he can. Yn whimpers, looking Jin in the eyes as her own brim with tears. Jin leans forward to take her face again and kiss her.

"You're doing so well, princess. Daddy's gonna treat you so well." He glances up at the other boy's face, his eyes nearly closed as he looks down on his lovers. "You have no idea what you're doing to him, love."

She can't resist looking at him over her shoulder, pleased with the look on his face that's turned slightly toward the ceiling.

"Do you feel good, daddy?" Hoseok bows his head, his eyes opening a little more so he can see her more clearly.

"I feel incredible, baby. Your pussy is so tight. So wonderful." He groans, fighting the urge to move, but she does it for him, pushing her body forward slightly, meeting Jin in another kiss. This makes Hobi chase after her, pulling her back by her hips. She moans loudly when he thrusts into her, harder and deeper than before. He didn't mean to. He just got excited. He pauses briefly before he hears her one little word.

"More," she pleads and pushes Jin back onto her pillows.

The two boys smile at each other as Hobi begins to move his hips, slowly at first. Long, even thrusts evoke soft moans from her, and as she adjusts, she has attention to return to Jin's still hard cock. Despite the lack of attention he's turned on by seeing them fuck, admiring their bodies in the process. It's like a private show just for him. Yn licks her lips and waits patiently with her tongue out, ready to receive him as he guides his cock to her. She takes him down happily as Hoseok quickens his pace. Jin lets his head fall back when he feels himself hit Yn's throat. The wet sounds of yn gagging on his thick cock turn both boys on even more, and there's no holding back now as they both thrust into her. She's never imagined feeling so full and complete as she is now with the two boys she loves buried deep inside of her. The fingers of one of Jin's hands knot into her hair, keeping her head down, while the other hand laces his fingers with hers. Hobi's hand lands on her ass with another smack.

"You're doing so good, baby," Hobi moans. "You both look so good for daddy. Fuck, I love you both so much," he groans, feeling himself come closer to climax but not wanting this to end.

"Are you gonna cum inside her, daddy?" Jin wonders, noticing the desperate look on the other's face. Hobi grabs onto Yn’s arm and pulls her chest up, tearing her away from Jin who watches breathlessly at the strings of drool dripping from her mouth as she was unprepared to move. He strokes himself as he watches Hobi pull the girl flush against his body, one hand holding her by her breast while the other turns her chin and grips her neck, still fucking her passionately.

"Should I fill her up with my cum, babyboy?" Hobi asks as he stares into Yn's hazy eyes. "Maybe you just want your turn?" he laughs.

"No. It's just that I want you to feel good, and I wanna taste your cum in her pussy," Jin admits, stroking his cock faster at the thought. Hoseok feels his own cock twitch at the suggestion.

"Play with her clit for me, babyboy," he instructs before attaching his mouth to Yn's, swallowing her moans as he continues to fuck her. Jin licks his fingertips and begins to rub her sensitive bud as he comes to his knees before them, their skin brushing, heat rolling off of all of them. It's only then that he notices the sweat that's begun to roll down her body, a rivulet dripping from her neck down between her breasts, and he laps it up happily before he latches onto her nipple and sucks hard while he continues rubbing circles around her clit. Her second orgasm crashes over her, creating spasms through her whole body and when she clenches around him, Hobi can't hold back any longer, coating her walls with his warm cum. She can barely hold her body up, but luckily she has two boys to help her. Sandwiched between them, she lets her head roll back onto Hobi's shoulder and he takes the opportunity to kiss her exposed neck.

"Are you sure this is your first time? Because you seem to know exactly what you're doing," she whispers through the aftershocks as he continues small thrusts inside her, milking himself dry.

"I promise," he tells her between kisses. "I've just thought about it a lot. And then, some things just occur naturally."

Jin has stopped rubbing her clit at least, but his hand hasn't gone far as his fingers rub the base of Hobi's cock. He can feel the sticky mess they've made together thats already leaking out of her and he gathers some on his fingers.

"Open," Jin tells her and she leans her head forward, obeying without question and allows him to shove his fingers in her mouth, lapping up the tangy mixture with her tongue. When Jin pulls his cleaned fingers from her mouth Hobi pulls her mouth back to his, licking his tongue deep inside to get a taste for himself.

"Mmm. You good, babygirl?" He asks gently, pressing his forehead to hers as he strokes her hair. She nods and hums, incoherent and a little tired. "You're incredible. I love you," he murmurs with another softer kiss. Jin gently pulls her mouth to his.

"You've done so well, princess. Do you want to take a break?" He asks in a soft voice, assuring her it's okay. She shakes her head and wraps her arms around his broad shoulders.

"I want you, Jinnie," she smiles happily.

His hands travel up and down her sides as he responds. "Not quite yet, sweetheart," he tells her and she pouts. "Don't be sad. I just want another chance to taste your sweet pussy again, that's all. Then I swear my cock is all yours." He unwraps her hands from his neck and gives each a kiss before he lays back flat on the bed.

Yn looks back at Hobi, unsure of exactly what she is supposed to do. He kisses her temple and pushes her forward by her hips, his considerable length slipping from her messy pussy.

"Go on, babygirl. Give him what he wants," Hobi encourages as he pushes her up Jin's body until Jin is able to lead her the rest of the way, until her heat is hovering just an inch above his face.

He uses his tongue to clean her up, licking between all of her folds, soothing her skin in the process. When he's decided she clean enough and she can only keep herself upright by holding onto to the headboard, he wraps his hand around her thighs and pulls her closer, where she has no escape as his tongue explores her core, probing so to eat up every drop of Hobi's cum that he can and rub against her g-spot. She begs for mercy he won't give. Her legs shake and she whimpers, but Jin gets a surprise of his own when he feels Hoseok's hands around his shaft, his tongue and lips following close behind.

"Fuck, Jinnie, your so big," Hobi praises between lavish licks. "I hope you don't hurt our sweet girl," he smirks. Hobi continues to suck him for a minute longer while Jin sucks unforgivingly on Yn's clit, until suddenly an arm wrapped around her waist pulls her away. He centers her hips over Jin's.

With one hand stroking her hair, he holds the other infront of her mouth. "Give me some spit, baby," he commands. Yn spits into his palm and he does the same before rubbing their mixture on Jin's already saliva covered cock. Hobi rubs the round head of Jin's cock against her clit a few times before he aligns him with her entrance. Yn pushes herself down to take him in, biting her lips to muffle the cry leaving her throat as he stretches her more than ever before. She's only ever had her own fingers.

"Ynie?" Jin calls her attention with his gentle hand on her thigh. "Are you okay?" She merely nods her head.

"It's okay, babygirl, take it slow," Hobi tells her quietly. "Jinnie's cock is all yours. You can take your time, right Jinnie?"

Jin's head is clouded with the pleasure of her tight walls around him, but he nods and strokes her thighs soothingly. "I'm yours, baby, no rush," he agrees. He's worried about her, terrified of causing her pain. But he knows she knows she can stop anytime, that no one would be bothered. She wants him and he can see it in her eyes when she looks down at him.

Yn let's herself sink further on his cock until she's taken all she thinks she can. Her legs are burning though and she leans forward over him before she dares to move. Slowly she rocks her hips, gliding carefully up and down his thick cock as Hoseok watches, stroking his own while his other hand caresses her curves.

"That's it, babygirl, just like that," he encourages.

"God, you feel amazing," Jin sighs as she moves above him. His hands take hold of her hips and guide her movements as she gets used to how full she is of him and tries to keep a steady rhythm.

"There's so much of you, " she smiles as she moans.

"But it's all yours," he reminds her, lifting his head to give her a kiss. Jin's hand slide up her slick back to hold her still as he moves his hips, fucking into her faster, making her cry out in pleasure to the beat of his thrusts. Hobi jerks himself off as he watches him fuck her harder, her screams of ecstacy adding to his arousal. Knitting his hand into her hair he pulls her back up, and standing, shoves his cock past her lips. He holds her head in place so he can fuck her mouth, even as she continues to moan for Jin. Yn holds her hand out for Jin and he takes it, pulling himself into a sitting position as well. Yn pulls Hoseok's cock from her mouth and pushes him into Jin's, who sucks the other boy graciously. Cradled into Jin's hips still, Yn fucks him slowly with smaller movements. Jin removes his mouth from Hobi only for a second so he can share him with Yn. Their tongues and lips glide in unison along his long shaft, caressing each vein as Hoseok throws his head back, guttural sounds of pleasure escaping from his throat. He leans forward again to be able to look at his two precious lovers, doing everything they can to please him as Yn cups his balls in her small hand and Jin gently rubs his taint.

"That's so fucking good. Mmm you're so good," he whimpers.

Yn pushes Hoseok's cock back into Jin’s mouth, watching him take the other boy's long member down his throat while she grinds her hips in circles on him.

"You hear that? You're such a good boy, Jinnie. You make daddy so happy. And you look so sexy doing it. Fuck-" she moans as she sinks deeper on his thick cock. Jin looks into her eyes as he moans at her praise. He pushes his middle finger into her mouth for her to suck on and cover with spit before he teases Hobi's asshole with the same finger. Hoseok curses in delight, digging his fingers into both their hair and drawing their eyes up to him.

Suddenly, she takes Hobi's cock from her partner's mouth and takes him down as far as she can, gagging herself loudly as she looks up at her daddy with big eyes.

"You better share, babygirl," he admonishes her. She pulls him from her mouth enough to let Jin lick his beautiful shaft while she sucks on his head. Hoseok begins to crumble as Jin's finger pushes playfully into his anus. "Fuck, babies, I'm gonna cum soon," he warns.

"Please cum for us, daddy," Yn whines.

"Mm, yes. Cum all over us. Wanna see what our princess looks like covered in your cum."

"Fuck, Jinnie," Hobi moans, that much closer just by the image he conjures. He takes his own member again and strokes it quickly above their faces, which are waiting giddily with their tongues out. "Damn, you two are so hot. How did I get so-" Hobi groans loudly as his orgasm hits him, "lucky." Thick silvery cum spurts from his cock onto the waiting pair, hitting their lips and chins and falling onto their chests as they're pressed together. They take a moment to admire each other before Yn licks whatever is left from Hobi's tip, making him shudder. He sinks to his knees beside the pair and pulls them close to him, all three of their tongues moving together as they kiss. Jin pulls away to taste the cum on Yn's chin, pulling her hips down at the same time. She moans into Hobi's mouth with the movement. He holds her there a moment longer before releasing her to clean up the mess he's made on Jin's face, which she does greedily. Jin holds her close, moving his hips rhythmically and enjoying the filthy wet sounds made by his dick inside her pussy. Meanwhile Hobi moves behind them to rest against Yns pillows, leaning on the headboard.

"Come here, babygirl," Hobi commands, causing them both to stop their movements. Jin kisses her one last time before he releases her and she crawls across the bed, in between Hobi's legs. He kisses her once and then turns her around, bringing her down to lay her back against his chest and talks in her ear, just loud enough for Jin to hear, while he rubs her breasts. "Time for you to have a rest, little one. But we still want Jinnie to cum for us, don't we, baby?" Yn hums her agreement. Hobi reaches down to open her legs as he looks up at the panting boy. "She's all yours, Jinnie."

Jin smiles and leans down to take a few licks of her pussy adding his own spit as lubricant before he kneels at her entrance and slowly pushes into her. He's enchanted by the way she stretches and envelopes him so tightly, enthralled by watching her tiny pussy swallow his thick cock.

"You're taking me so well, princess," Jin praises as Hobi presses kisses to the side of her head. When he's sure he's not hurting her, he begins to move faster. He pushes her legs back and Hoseok holds them behind her knees.

"Play with yourself," Hobi whispers in her ear, and she obediently reaches down to rub her clit. "That's right, babygirl, play with your clit while you take Jinnie's big, fat cock. You're doing so well baby." She continues rubbing as the pressure becomes too much, and Hobi can tell. "That's it, baby, you can do it. Let him feel what it's like when you cum all around him. Let him feel your sweet cunt," he growls in her ear as she has another shattering orgasm. He holds tightly to her spasming body, keeping her safe as she cries out from the overwhelming sensation. Hobi notices Jin begin to slow down. "Don't stop. She can take it, can't you? You've got me. You can take it. I want Jinnie to fuck you til he cums, too. Make him feel good, won't you, babygirl?"

Yn is unable to form words and she clings to Hobi’s arms. He releases her legs and cradles her to give her some comfort as she looks desperately into his eyes. Her body pushes onto his with each powerful thrust from Jin, who keeps pounding into her with pleasure.

"You're okay, baby. We love you. And you're doing so good," he coos as he caresses her hair and kisses her face. "Isn't she pretty when she cums, baby?" he asks Jin. "Isnt she pretty when you fuck her? Just like you said."

Jin watches them as he goes deeper and faster into her. "So fucking pretty," he grunts. "She's so beautiful and she's ours, daddy. Fuck, I'm gonna cum soon."

"Good, baby. Cum on her tummy for me. I wanna see you paint her up so pretty and nice," Hobi smiles.

Jin pulls out quickly, leaving Yn suddenly empty, and gives just a few quick strokes before his cum shoots out, reaching all the way up to her breasts, leaving abstract lines all over her abdomen. He remains above her on his knees, panting, spent.

"Come here, babyboy." Hobi holds out his hand and Jin bends over to be received by him, his pulsing cock grazing Yn's stomach as he does so. Hoseok kisses the boy with his hand on his neck, a reward for his hard work. "Come, take her," he tells Jin, who falls down beside them. Hobi slips out from under her and gives her a soft kiss on the forehead. "I'll be right back," he whispers before he gets off the bed and leaves the room, grabbing his pants on the way out.

Yn turns her head to look at Jin through heavily hooded eyes. "Hi, Seokjinnie," she says tiredly, reaching for his hand to entwine their fingers.

"Hi, Ynie," he smiles, laying on his side to look at her.

"Did I make you happy?" she wonders.

Jin looks at her softly, touching his hand to her cheek. "You made me very happy, sweetheart. I couldn't be happier. What about you? Was it too much for you? Did I hurt you?"

She smiles gleefully despite her exhaustion. "I'm great, Jinnie. Tired. I'm sure I'll be sore. But I loved every moment. Don't worry."

Hoseok returns carrying an armful of water bottles and warm wash cloths. He places the bottles on Yn's bedside table and then sets about cleaning Jin up first.

"I can do it," Jin offers as the other boy wipes his face, but Hobi brushes off his hand.

"Let me," Hobi smiles softly and continues tenderly wiping the sweat and cum from his body, all while yn lies between them, but her eyes are closed and she's paying little attention. "Perfect," Hobi proclaims with a kiss pressed to Jin's plump lips when he's finished. "Now, let's take care of you, angel."

He hands a warm, wet towel to Jin and they both clean her very gently as soft, sleepy sounds come from her lips.

"Jinnie, she looks cold," Hoseok notes quietly as he takes the wet cloths and puts them in her laundry basket. Without needing to think about it, Jin pulls Yn to him with her back to his chest. Hobi returns to get into bed with them, pulling the cover over all three of them as he lays facing them.

"How are you?" he asks Jin, his thumb gently brushing Jin's cheek.

"I'm amazing," Jin replies with a smile that makes his eyes almost disappear as he nuzzles into Hobi's hand.

"Today was...unexpected. Next time I promise we'll be prepared. We'll make it all about you, babyboy," Hobi vows, running his fingers through his lover's hair.

"I won't say no to that, but I promise, I'm fully satisfied." Hobi leans over to give him a soft, lingering kiss before he settles back down.

"Are you still with us, angel?" Hobi asks, petting her cheek.

"Yes," she responds quietly, forcing her eyes open to look at Hoseok's sweet face.

"Hi," Hobi smiles fondly, light in his eyes.

"Hi."

"Did we push you too far, my love?" He worries.

"No!" she responds eagerly. "I loved it. I knew I was safe with you."

"I'll always keep you safe," he promises with a kiss to her forehead.

"We know. Thank you for taking such good care of both of us," Jin expresses gratefully. He holds Yn tightly and kisses her shoulder, emphasizing that he's thankful for Hoseok's care of her as well.

"You don't need to thank me," Hoseok denies with a shake of his head. Looking between their two faces, nestled together, he thinks of just how much they had given him--how much they always give him. He scoots closer so there's no space between him and Yn. "I love you both so much more than words can say. You're mine, and I'm so grateful. What we had today was incredible, and I can't wait for more, but first and foremost, you're my sweet babies, and I'm always going to care for and protect you."

Yn beams at him. "We love you, too, Hope. And we're lucky to be yours."

Hoseok pecks a kiss to her nose. "Go to sleep now, little one."

She's grateful for the permission, but sorry to close her eyes on his sweet face. She snuggles more deeply between the two of them, feeling warm and secure.

"You, too, my prince," Hobi coos.

"Aren't you tired?" Jin wonders.

"I am," Hobi answers, leaning his head into his pillow, and caresses Jin's arm. "But I want to watch you sleep for a little while."

>>

Yn's eyes open slowly. She's surprised to find her head cradled in Hobi's shoulder and no one behind her. Hoseok doesn't realize she's awake until she turns her head to confirm Jin's absence.

"Did Jinnie leave?" She asks, and Hobi can hear the disappointment in her voice.

"Look how sad you are," he chuckles, plucking her pouted lip with his fingertip. "Jinnie is just in the kitchen getting us something to eat."

"Oh," she breathes. "You're watching tv? And you're dressed." Hoseok hums. "Did I sleep too long?"

He turns his head to see the guilt in her eyes and strokes her cheek. "Of course not, little one. We just woke up a little while ago. We're just relaxing. You sleep as long as you need. Go back to sleep if you want. No one is leaving," he assures her.

"I don't want to sleep. I want to spend time with you." She pulls herself closer and snuggles into his side. He responds by turning on his side and wrapping both arms around her. "What time is it, anyway?"

"Mmm...late," he replies casually.

"You're gonna stay with me all night?"

"Of course, babygirl. Nowhere else I'd rather be." He kisses her lazily, holding her there for several minutes until her bedroom door slowly opens and Jin backs in with a tray of food.

"You and Namjoon really live off the stuff in your pantry?" He asks, shaking his head.

"We survive," she laughs and Hobi laughs with her.

"What did you manage to get?" Hobi wonders.

"Well, it's mostly ramen, but I also got some cookies and chips." The pair in the bed sit up while Jin puts the tray in front of them.

"Hey, you're wearing my shirt," Yn pouts.

"It's my shirt," he reminds her.

"Debatable."

"I'll leave it with you when I go," he pledges, but she continues to pout at the thought of him going.

"I guess at least it will smell like you. That might comfort me when I'm all alone."

Jin rolls his eyes. "Speaking of shirts, you need one." He hops up from the bed to go through her drawers.

"Does she though?" Hobi questions, eyes scanning he'd chest.

"She can't eat hot noodles with no shirt on, Hoseokie," Jin tells him as he searches.

"Sad, but true," Hobi frowns, but his expression soon changes to a smile when he sees which shirt Seokjin has chosen.

"What?" He wonders when the other two giggle as he slips the article over her head.

"That's my shirt," Hobi smiles, amused.

"Do you own any of your own clothes?" Jin asks as her head comes through the neck hole.

"I have two boyfriends, why would I?"

"Jin doesn't have any of my clothes." Hobi shakes his head as he picks up a bowl of noodles.

"Actually…"

"What?"

"Well, you left your green sweatshirt at my house last month, and it smelled like you, so I never gave it back." Jin blushes cutely.

Hobi chuckles, endeared. "I guess you can keep it, just because you're so cute."

"Thank you." Jin grins. "Now eat up."

"Wait just a second." Yn interjects. "Hobi, don't you have something to add to this conversation?" She looks at him accusingly.

"No," he replies quickly before he shoves noodles into his mouth.

"Oh, yeah? So where is Jin's Ramones shirt?" Jin's eyes go wide as Hobi stops chewing.

"Yah! I knew someone stole it!" Jin shouts, much to Yn's amusement.

He chews quickly and swallows, practically choking. "I didn't mean to steal it! You left it on the bench in the locker room and I was going to take it and return it to you...but then I tried it on and I liked it."

"Thieves. Thieves everywhere," Jin laments. "You're lucky I love you." The others finally pick up their bowls and begin to eat and it's quiet for a few minutes.

"I'll go clean up," Yn says as she scrambles over Hobi to get off the bed. "Do you guys need anything?" As soon as her feet touch the ground she finds her legs weak and wobbly, collapsing beneath her. She catches the edge of the bed and Hobi holds onto her just in case.

"Damn, we really overworked you, huh, babygirl?" Hobi chuckles, but there's sympathy underlying his tone.

"I'm a little sore," she admits, though it hadn't bothered her until just now.

"Get back in bed. I'll take care of the dishes," Hobi tells her, pulling her back on the bed by her hips.

"No," she whines. "I'll feel like a bad girlfriend if you both come over here and cook and clean for me."

"Aish. What do you mean 'bad girlfriend'?"

"Yeah, baby, we're the ones who fucked you up. Let us take care of things, princess," Jin offers.

"You two stay here. Pick a movie and get comfortable. I'll be back in a few minutes." Hoseok picks up the tray and begins to leave.

"Can you bring me tea?" Yn pouts, even though she knows she doesn't need to. Hoseok simply smiles and nods and hurries to the kitchen. "What do you feel like watching?" Yn asks, handing Jin the TV remote.

"Something nice we've seen a million times?" He suggests as she wraps herself around his back. He shrugs to ease his muscles as she leans into his neck.

"Does it hurt?" She wonders with a light kiss.

"Just a little, from sleeping funny, I think." He shrugs again. She pulls away and begins to massage his shoulders the way he likes while he continues to search for something, moaning lightly to let her know when she's found the right spot.

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Lol this last part wasn't really needed but I could resist the little bit of fluff bc I always torture you with angst. I also didn't know how to end it so I just left it here and you can imagine how they all three take care of each other 🥺

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CELESTE APPRECIATION post

I raerly see anyone mention her but i love her sm yes this is mostly like 98% hc shes only got like 5 lines in hole game what more do u want from me

anyways, my sweet sweet barely domesticated celeste :

-"Why did my husband come back with a child ,a dog ,a living skeleton, a man who can throw him around like he weights nothing and a knight(derogatory)" -Cahara's so wiped 4 her and honesty i would to if that was my wife, she def pegs him 2 btw i mean just look at him, my point exactly.

-gets along with Enki the most 2 everyone's surprise, there paper wight besties. & share a worrie for Cahara they will never verbalise as well a dislike for D'arc- i mean knights.

-celeste is d'arces first (and only) female friend, much to clestes own dismay.

-d'arce thought she was a gold digger at first, as you can tell they had a grate first impression of each other

-only trusts people about as far as she can throw them (rip rag , he can still man handle the group whore with ease tho so good for him)

-can not hold a convo with a child 2 save her life , the length of her mertanl intents extend to bringing the child 2 Cahara .

-she is not mother material but for some reason they're trying to keep a baby with a high infant mortality rate its funny

i think celeste probably didn't have great parents or a good role model, deadbeat drunkard parents that kicked her out and kind of left her to fend for herself & close of to the world and that's why she has such a disillusioned take on parenthood + where her own approach to children comes from but uh oh !! cahara wormed his way into her heart ! and who's to say his clear and utter devotion to this little girl cant win her over either i dont think either her or Cahara were going out of their way to get pregnant - it's like an unfortunate by-product of the nature of Celeste's career, and Cahara's love for her being what led to him being so willing to step up. i don't think either of them ever really thought about having kids, or at least didn't think they'd be good parents, but celeste getting pregnant or cahara bringing back a child is just the way life ended up going. it's the renaissance era, abortion methods are on par with childbirth in terms of deadliness anyway. she's just not going to have to keep risking her life via pregnancy if cahara goes out, gets enough coin to support them both, she's not going to be like every other peasant woman who's forced to become a broodmare because every 1 in 2 children fucking die before they turn 5. clesest being pregnant is just what ended up happening. the love in that is to do with their RELATIONSHIP, not their love for some idealistic family life. i think cahara wanting to give it a try is something celeste would think is really sweet and admirable, but she'd probly keep a lot of her more cynical thoughts to herself on the matter.

saying that i think they both have a lot of cynical thoughts about it really, but i cahara goes so quickly into "this is my wife, this is our future baby" because otherwise what's the point in taking on such a risky mission in the first place ? but if he's got a noble cause, then it might seem worth it, right ? it's that extra push of encouragement for him, even if it comes with a lot of scary things like the responsibility, being a parent, maybe settling down witch is a scary thought for someone whos always so used 2 being on the move

as for celeste ; she doesn't even know if she's going to make it through the pregnancy, or if the baby will. it's just another mouth to feed at the end of the day. she doesn't care about carrying on a legacy, or raising a child into greatness like so many others beg and plead of god to bestow upon their children. she knows she'd be a shit mom and she's hardly a loyal partner at the moment. but she loves cahara, and seeing that fear in his eyes when she told him, but also that spark of light, that little bit of joy, made it at least worth holding on for.

celeste: it's probably not going to make it anyway, i either risk death in childbirth or death in abortion methods, so. celeste: its getting me enough bank rn to keep myself healthy so we'll just see what happens i guess celeste watching cahara bring home an entire child:

okay cringe time over. i wont go into 2much detail about her relationship with the others though i think its a very slow process of her learning to tolerate get along with the creatures friends cahara brought back -as soon as celeste meets d'arce her mild suspicion and distaste for ragnvaldr will be replaced with her disgust for d'arce -think celeste would be pissed she wouldn't be able 2 pull cahara out of ragnvaldrs grip unless she stabbed him or something, witch shes both angry about it but also relieved since it probably kept cahara out of trouble in the dungeon (because lord knows her husband is a magnet for trouble) inside me there are 2 wolfs ; one is mmm hot stong wife carry cahara like a sack of pataos , the other is screaming at me that this is the 1600 and she would be starving and poor. so to compromise with myself im going 2 say : - physical speaking celsest is probly stronger then most women in her profession and could probly drag an unconscious cahara around then againg i also think cahras way ligher then someone of his build&carear should be shes stronger then enki (then againg who isnt) but cant match d'arces physical strength. saying that modern au Celeste would beat d'arce in an arm wrestle.

in-refence 2 my last post; celest is a child darkness, she has a barbie killer husband,there for. she deserves to be as much hater as she likes d'arce: you two are the healthiest couple i know who still have an avid sex life cahara: ASSUMPTIONS ! celeste: we're the only couple you know.

acholic wise i think celeste could out drink d'arce (and at least keep up with ragnvaldr for a little bit)

celeste: d'arce is a pain in the ass cahara: :confustion: :stress_smile: she means well babe cmon celeste: im gonna beat her with a stick cahara: ,, babe,,

cleseste is not payed enough 2 be d'arces therpist or help d'arce figure out she likes women (shes not payed at all actuly,she is simply trying 2 tolrate her husbands new freinds becuse she loves him but also only has so meny braincells she can lose in a day and conversing with d'arce seems 2 kill all of them)

celeste hears d'arce talk about jeanne once and instantly starts going "wow you loved a girl wow that girl who was like you in every way wow that girl who like. shared your morals. or something. wow tell me more about that girl" (stab stab stab metaphorically stab stab stab)

(about cahara getting arrsed and taken by the police) rag: you lack of concern,,, concerns me. are you not worried ? celeste: dogs always find their way back home.

- d'arce and cahara make the same enamoured and light-blush expression whenever celeste rages btw - celeste :handshake: enki taking the piss out of knights + a generally more cynical outlook on life & being cold bitches that secretly care about cahara a lot

(first time they all stayed the night) enki learning hes the favorite for once and he thinks its just the most hilarious thing to fucking happen local woman-lover put out by being rejected by hot scary wife, local berserker intimidated by what scary wife might do if she finds out what he did to her precious boytoy local shadow wizard ? on the floor ugly laughing because scary wife reluctantly asked if he wanted the guest bedroom.

celeste: YOURE NOT STAYING HERE PERMANENTLY. but youre allowed to stay overnight. enki: is this (gags) kindness ? oh my god. revolting. celeste: is that a yes or not you fucking worm enki: yesplease

[missdaytonawrites]

kintsugi • a. anderson

summary - abby forces you to beg for your life.

WC - 1.5k

cw/tw - nsfw below the cut! smut, dark!abby, dumbified!reader, mean!abby, dom!abby, sub!reader, afab!reader, overstim, strap-on use, degrading language, abbys dacryphilia is showing (if u squint), spitting, slapping, choking/headlock, dead dove DNE, mentions of death, violent descriptions of passing out from being strangled

A/N - this is daaark! abby is super mean, this was initially not the first lil' one-shot i was going to post but here we are. i just know that abby is such a mean dom and so gets off on how much power she has over you!!! please enjoy!

"i'm on the side with my tears streamin' down."

okay but.. abby making you beg her not to kill you.. your back pressed to her front?? probably already came at least three times tonight???? strap so ridiculously deep??? her hand is just barely tracing around your clit when she notices a tear escape from your eye and gets a rotten idea…

she brings her big and oh-so-strong arm from around your waist to wrap around your neck, settling you into a headlock. she leans her head down to look at you, pressing a kiss to your temple and taking in your fucked-out state. the sight before her causes abby to quite literally laugh in your face as she begins to apply more pressure to your pretty neck. the rocking of her hips is suddenly much more intense and all color slowly starts to fade from your face.

“hey..” she whispers, hand moving from your clit to come up and tap at you nose in attempts at grabbing any attention you had left. “wanna know somethin’ i think about..?” you dont answer, your brain feeling like an absolute bucket of water. still, she keeps on. “pr-obably think about this too much..” through your lack of sense, you can hear a sharp wince fly past her lips; the harness rubbing against her in such a torturous manner. “m’so much stronger than you..”

her hand has forsure found its way back to your clit by now. “s’much stronger cherry, bet if i squoze ya’ any harder ya’d just pop right here in my arms.” the thought has you teetering on the edge of eruption, a pathetic whine coming from you as she does just that: tightens her arm around your neck and laughs at you again. “isn’t that scary, cherry?” another dry chuckle wanders into your ear, “could kill ya’ right now, if i saw fit.”

you try your hardest to gulp beneath her grip, but to no avail. you can feel a bead of sweat form and then dribble down your forehead from the intensity of the moment. “does it scare you, pretty baby?” she feels you shudder against her and notices your sad attempt at a nod. a gush of your slick rushes from down the strap and onto her thighs, her nostrils flare as her grip tightens around your neck.

“mhm. you like that cherry? like being fuckin scared?” she quickens her pace to an impossible speed and you give her a broken sob. she continues to fuck you at an unforgiving pace when she brings the hand once toying with your clit up to squish your color-less cheeks together. “does it make ya’ all hot inside to know i’m in total control of everything right now? including your life?”

you can’t stop it now, tears flowing from your eyes down your cheeks as they pool between your neck and her arm. “a-abby.. god…” you somehow manage to garble out, and she brings her mouth to your ear. “mm.. why dont you beg, pretty baby? look me in my eyes and try to convince me, ask me reeeal nice to keep your pretty ass alive.” your eyes go wide, jaw-dropping as you try to quickly recollect your thoughts just in case shes serious. you sob once again before taking a deep breath..

“w-what the fu.. oh fuck!” her hand drops down to send a stinging slap! to your clit, “fuck abby! please, dont.” she laughs at you, again, and then deadpans. “please dont,” she mocks, “please dont do what, pretty cherry?” you’re short-circuiting, barely even remembering your own name at this point. “dont kill me abby.. please. wanna, wanna stay alive!!” you practically shout, “wanna stay alive n’ be your girl, aha- wanna be your cherry..”

a gross mix of your saliva, tears and her sweat still pooling in the crevice of her arm as she somehow squeezes down on your neck even harder. you cough, and she spits down onto your face. “what else cherry? think theres another reason you wanna be alive so bad, hmm?” her pretty fingers move to circle your clit, and you start to claw at her thighs and hips. you suck a string of drool back into your mouth and keep going. not only your orgasm, but your life on the line here.

“uhhnnnggg.. fuck! fuck! fuck! yes! yes, wanna stay alive so i can.. fuck-” you feel your orgasm creep up on you in crashing waves and abby slaps your clit again, her grip tightened to kill. “d-dont you stop fuckin’ talkin’ cherry. i’ll turn your lights out so goddamned quick.” you stop your clawing to make a feeble attempt in grabbing at her hips to slow her brutal pace. “oh my god-” you squeak when you feel a tingling sensation come over your being.. “god, please abs! keep me alive so i can cum! please!!”

now that sends her into an absolute fit of laughter. booming chortles ricocheting off of your ear drums, “such a disgusting little cherry. sayin’ all these dirty things for me..” you try, you really do try so hard to continuously comprehend whats being said to you but, you can see those little black dots sprinkling your vision and you start to loose feeling in the tips of your fingers. abby knows what about to happen like the back of her strong hand, so she just simply squeezes you harder as your sight completely blacks out. she lets you slip under with a kiss to your temple and a quiet “night night, cherry.”

just like that you were out, all you really remember was the feeling of your body falling against the sheets. within the next 15-20 seconds abby uses all the strength she can find to fuck you as hard as she possibly could. whining and panting like a bitch in heat when she feels her own orgasm building. it isnt long before you come to, sucking in a major gasp of air as you shoot up from the mattress to take in your surroundings. you damn-near scream at the feeling of abby's cock relentlessly plunging in and out of you, she just digs her nails deeper into the fleshy parts of your hips.

this was your favorite, body all spent and on the verge of exploding. completely at her disposal. “welcome back, cherry.” abby grins from above you, “decided to keep you alive for now.. m’kay cherry?” you were a babbling mess, only able to focus of the roaring fire being coddled in your gut. “m’not gonna kill you, cherry. need you to cum, need it bad cherry.” her words have you falling to the sheets again, eyes crossing while your legs begin to violently shake. “mm.. i- i can cum, abs!?” she cant help but give you a loving smile, her sweet little obedient cherry. “yes cherry, let it go..”

and that was all you needed, you choked out a sob. you thrashed around against the sheets and under abby when your vision begins to cloud. “o-ooooh abby.. g-gonna..” and before you can stop anything, your orgasm begins to spurt out of you in little bursts as you squirt all over your nice sheets and onto abby's strap. coughing while she fucks you through your high, steadily reaching her own orgasm. you simply couldn't move, your insides felt as though they had been bludgeoned to a pulp and little sparks of electricity pass through your body.

“mm.. fuck! m’gonna cum. gonna make a mess all over my harness ‘cause of you, little cherry.” she grunts to you and a stupid, fucked-out smile appears on your face. “abs! abs, fuh- fuck!” you grip the sheets so hard your knuckles turn white just as she finally start to cum. reaching her fingers down to gather up some of her own spend before bringing the same fingers up to your mouth. shoving them in, she coos at you.

“such a sweet cherry, can ya’ taste how good you make me feel?” you let out a dreamy sigh at the removal of her fingers and hear the clanking of the harness straps. “gonna pull out now..” she whispers at you and removes the strap from your tired little hole, shimmying out of it as she leans down to kiss you again.

she lets the harness drop to the floor with a “thud” and steps into your shared bathroom to clean herself up. she returns and you're still on the bed, lying on your tummy with a little grin on your face. you looked so beautiful basking in the afterglow, wincing as she brought a warm washcloth up to wipe off your sticky thighs and cunt. also dropping the washcloth to the floor, she settled in bed next to you with a heaving chest.

abby looks over and notices shades of dark purple and gray decorating your hips. she sees a bruise beginning to form around your neck and rolls you over to better assess the damage. hissing at the sight of a bright blue band sitting on your neck she immediately pulls you into her for some love. kissing your scalp, and forehead and knuckles before pressing a few, feather-light kisses to your marked-up neck. she sighs when she feels you nuzzle into her and feels like something needed to be said..

“could never kill ya’ cherry, y’too sweet.”

eeeeeeek!!! pls lmk if you like!! reblogs n' comments are appreciated!