#and we can keep building. by god we can keep building.

[yasmyonis]

https://gofund.me/08e5ce0a

My name is Yasmin, a 28-year-old mother of three—Elin, Nasr, and Jameel.

I’m from Gaza, where every day is a struggle between hope and survival. Life was never easy, but we held on to the dream of building a safe and secure future for our children. After years of living in rented homes, we finally completed building our own house, a place we could call home.

But then, tragedy struck.

In the early days of the war, our home was bombed, leaving us with nothing—not even a single wall to return to. At the same time, I am battling cancer, and I had to leave with my children and family to the south of Gaza to continue my treatment. My husband, Mohammad, stayed behind in the north to care for his brother, whose leg was amputated and who needed his help.

For a month, Mohammad cared for his brother, but one day he went out to find food. That was the last time I heard from him. I’ve lost all communication since, and I don’t know if he has been captured or, God forbid, killed. The uncertainty is unbearable, and my children keep asking for their father.

Now, I find myself alone, trying to provide for my three young children while also continuing my cancer treatment. I am in desperate need of help to travel for further treatment and to support my children, who have already lost so much.

I am humbly asking for $5000 for myself and $2500 for each of my children, Elin, Nasr, and Jameel, so we can continue our fight for survival and rebuild our shattered lives.

Your support will give us a chance at life, hope, and a future. Please help us during this time of unimaginable hardship.

[harunayuuka2060]

WHB Series #1 (Cont.)

Minhyeok: ...

MC: *was sketching a nude art piece but fell asleep halfway through, still sitting upright*

Minhyeok: They must’ve had a tough time in hell.

Minhyeok: Though they look more beautiful than ever.

MC: Hey, what are you staring at?

Minhyeok: !!!

MC: *yawns*

Minhyeok: Haha... It's nothing. Anyway, will you be able to finish that today?

MC: I don't know. I think I'll just send it unfinished.

Minhyeok: Huh? Will the client be fine with it?

MC: I'll just gaslight him into thinking this is what he wanted.

Minhyeok: ...

The kings: They went home?

Foras: Yes.

Bimet: How irresponsible. The war hasn't ended yet and they decided to abandon their duty.

Sitri: Solomon is not like that, Sir Bimet.

Bimet: They went back to the human world without telling us.

Foras: You know nothing about the situation, so I suggest you watch your words, Sir Bimet.

Bimet: Ah, of course. The two hopeless romantics who will never be noticed by the person they admire.

Foras and Sitri: *frowns*

Mammon: Bimet, that's enough.

Beelzebub: Why are we making this a big deal? I think they deserve a vacation.

Bael: He's right. They've contributed a lot to this war. We should not criticize them for taking some time off.

Leviathan: I beg to differ.

Satan: You're just jealous they're with their human friend. Hahaha!

Lucifer: Is it Minhyeok Kim? I heard he took care of them since childhood. No wonder they were eager to go home.

Satan: Nah. Michael just pissed them off.

Foras: *nods in agreement*

MC and Minhyeok: *went to a cafe*

Minhyeok: Should we get everything?

MC: If you're paying.

Minhyeok: *chuckles*

The server: *approaches them* What can I get for you?

Minhyeok: Oh, we're-

MC: *stares at the server*

The server: ...

MC: ...

MC: *looks at the other workers in the cafe*

MC: ...

MC: *mutters* Those bastards.

*The workers in the cafe are angels created by them.*

The server: *smiles* Is there a problem?

MC: ...

MC: Where's your manager?

The server: He's currently away.

MC: He's flying somewhere above this building. *referring to Raphael*

Minhyeok: ???

The server: My apologies, god. But we were told to keep an eye on you.

MC: Tch.

Minhyeok: ...

Minhyeok: What did she just call you?

Minhyeok: ...

Minhyeok: Should I start building you an altar?

MC: Build one and I'll smack you onto the walls.

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

It was another competion the entire family all shoving and pushing each other into the car to see more of Damian's art.

Tim is excited for Damian.

He knows what it's like, to stand there and have no one show up. To be there all by yourself for hours the only one to visit your booth being the art teacher.

Ms. Carrington who would ask questions and ignore the tears that pooled in his eyes before helping him pack everything up, sometimes even driving him home because of course neither his parents or Bruce could be bothered to pick him up.

He can't really help the envy that he can feel building in his chest mixing with a good chunk of repressed anger.

A elbow being jabbed into his ribs distracts him.

"Hey what's with the face? Perk up Boy-Loser it's Damian's night."

He turns to Steph the smile that he had been attempting to plaster on falling. It's such a stupid thing it's a nickname so what if it's demeaning, he gets called pretender or replacement by Jason what does it matter.

"Do you ever think it's kinda fucked up that not a single person in this family calls me anything that isn't an insult?" He snaps.

She looks shocked. How fucking dare he have an ounce of self esteem. Someone alert the Media Tim Drake isn't a dormat.

He turns away sliding into the crowd.

There's less then half an hour left before he can leave. Pratically throwing himself down in the empty hallway as far as he can get from this entire night.

"Baby bird and Timmy aren't insults? Or are they I can't seem to keep up with the kids these days."

He turns, of course. You might be able to run from Batman or lie to him, but you can never escape the grasp of Big Brother Nightwing.

"So your admitting that your old?" he joins the banter.

His muscles start to unclench another superpower only Dick Grayson seems to have.

"Never, something you want to talk about?"

Does he? No. Should he? Yah.

"Maybe I just don't want be insulted every day of my life. So weird who doesn't want to be reminded they suck?"

He can hear the whine, he can also hear that everything he just said isn't gonna matter. You don't take whiny little boys seriously. And that's what he is.

"Hmm you know I get called Dickhead or really a lot of just penis related jokes. Always hated them not that it really stops anyone."

He looks finally making eye contact with his big brother. Because he's right. How many times has he heard anyone in the family other than him and Damian call Dick anything nice. Never not once. Maybe Bruce but he can't really picture it.

"Also don't think I didn't notice how annoyed you are with Bruce about this entire night, which I don't blame you for. You know I love Damian kiddo, but yah Bruce is not winning a mug from me or you."

He doesn't really want to acknowledge any of that already exhausted and he will have to apologize to Steph and if he opens the box it will be a car ride from hell home.

"Luckily for you I have a car parked a block up we can escape get ice cream and have a nice sleepover in bludhaven."

He wants to so bad, he wants to throw himself at Dick who knows him so well, who followed him out here, who isn't blinking, the only adult who has ever not somehow fucked him over.

"What about Damian? He will be pissed at me for stealing you or something. He doesn't need another reason to stab me."

He turns to look back at the floor.

"Foolish Drake I will be coming with you Father is being insesently annoying and I much rather talk about art with someone who has a brain cell."

Both him and Dick whip around to see Damian standing there a slight blush on his face hesitation making the corner of mouth twitch. He sees Dick looking on unsure. He doesn't hesitate.

"Thank god I know a great place with that Vegan Cookie Dough you like. What you waiting for Big Bird? Let's go. "

Climbling to his feet he grabs Dick and Damian dragging them to the exit he hears Dick's confused muttering sharing a secret smile with Damian before ignoring it.

The night is finally looking up.

[applestorms]

L can be such a possessive character at times. he always strikes me as the type of person who is deeply aware of everything that he owns, both in a more literal sense and metaphorically-- like, he knows what money he has and how to use it, what resources are readily available to him and what he has to be sneakier to utilize, the habits and tendencies and emotional states of individuals and world governments both. the DN musical really puts an emphasis on the more computer-y aspects of how his brain functions, which isn't as obvious in the manga/anime but i think still works well as a way to follow his thinking. it's kinda what near does too: everything is a factor to them, every tiny detail a new opening to optimize for the best results, every person and location and object a part of a puzzle waiting to be solved. and as a part of that, L is deeply aware of every and any little thing he may or may not have control over, and exactly to what degree.

his habit of stealing titles as depicted in the LABB murders novel is such a good example of this. ryuzaki, eraldo coil, deneuve. he eats people alive and then takes their names for himself like some kind of fucked up fae or trickster god, creating new masks and personas to hide behind from the remains of the people he's devoured. i have to wonder if he would've used the title of KIRA for himself had he won-- i can hardly imagine what kind of power such a title could hold if held in his hands. of course, he could've just used the defeat of KIRA as a way to build up the L title even further, offering up the body of a dead god like perseus showing off the head of medusa. but L is so emotionally attached to the kira case, i struggle to see him allowing it to fade from existence so thoroughly as near does, even if it is only kept close on a private level...

this is part of why i think it genuinely makes a lot of sense that L's ultimate win state would include capturing light to some degree. even if the memory of KIRA somehow manages to fully disappear from the public consciousness, there is no fucking way L is letting light yagami out of his grasp. honestly, the moment that L truly loses this game is not when he starts investigating misa while still under rem's watch, not when light gets back his memories, not even when he dies, but the moment when he allows light to be freed from the handcuffs. the moment when he allows the other members of the task force to turn off the cameras and keep him from watching light and misa talk in the lobby. the moment when he gives up, lets light yagami go outside of L's personal sphere of control, is the moment when L starts the clock ticking down to the end of his own life.

this is one of the key ways in which i see light as a true equal and parallel to L, as after L's death he, intentionally or no, continues the same tradition and takes L's title for himself, twisting the two sides together into the L-KIRA amalgamation. only, the L title functions a little bit differently than every other persona or title that we see in the series-- because L's true name is L. that's all that he is. on a literal, legal, and emotional level, i don't think that L is anything more than L. he is the world's greatest detective, he's an incredible, weirdo super genius, but he does not afford himself much more than that, barely allows himself personhood or humanity outside of his work. light was the one to ultimately defeat L because he did not just put a stain on his character (as BB attempted), did not just kill him, but stole his very identity and took it for himself.

one of the biggest contradictions of L's character that i think you must accept should you attempt to portray him accurately is that he is both deeply detached from humanity while also having all of his work and effort and life be focused around saving it. it's one of the ways in which he is an exact opposite to light-- where light relies on humanity for external validation, to be Seen, while also looking down on it as dumb and immoral and spineless, L is so separated from it that he barely exists as a person, all the while dedicating almost every action he takes to helping it. remember: for all the emotional turmoil that wammy's house and the legacy of L may put on the kids living there, ultimately it's entire existence is nothing more than L's logical solution to his potential demise. if he dies, the world goes down with him, all of the cases that are yet to happen and he is yet to solve being left in the air. he has the foresight to set up a fail safe, but not to consider the emotional implications of what being that fail safe might feel like, how high the price of your own humanity is if you are not already alienated from it, the inability to have your own name on your gravestone-- though perhaps some of the blame also falls on watari's shoulders in this case, philanthropic old bastard that he is.

imo, playing his game really got it right in presenting L and light as one and the same, synonyms on either side of the mirror. in every action they take they are both so selfishly selfless, playing the game for themselves and their own pleasure but plastering the needs and will of humanity on top of it. L isn't invested in saving humanity for the sake of humanity-- he just likes the thrill of having the stakes raised so high. hard to shit on ryuk for wanting entertainment when the humans he finds are just the same as him.

[fatkish]

The Hashira and their Children

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(Gyomei is introducing his chubby newborn baby to the other Hashira)

Gyomei: This is Yusuke. Y/n just gave birth to him a few weeks ago.

Mitsuri: aww! He’s so cute!

Shinobu: he looks just like you

Gyomei: would you guys like to hold him?

(After everyone but Sanemi has held the baby)

Gyomei: Shinazugawa, would you like to hold Yusuke?

Sanemi: *holding Yusuke* you look like a lump of mochi

Baby Yusuke: *face contorts and he starts to cry*

Mitsuri: Sanemi, how could you? You made him cry

Tengen: nice going Sanemi

Sanemi: *grumbling as he hands Yusuke to Gyomei* I didn’t mean to make him cry

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(Kyojuro and Y/n are trying to take a family picture but their 3 year old won’t stop crying)

Y/n: what are we going to do, they won’t stop crying?

Kyojuro: Just give them a box of raisins

Y/n: Seriously?

Kyojuro: *pulls out box of raisins and hands it to his child* there see

Three year old: *immediately stops crying and is waving the raisins around*

Y/n: I swear they get that from you

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(Sanemi was left at home to look after his 4 year old and 1 year old alone. He was watching them but took a small nap. He wakes up to find his oldest has drawn all over his 1 year old in marker)

Sanemi: what did you do to your brother?

Four year old: *holding the marker* wasn’t me

1 year old: *laughing*

Sanemi: *mumbles to himself* help me clean your brother up now

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(Conversation between Kyojuro, Sanemi and Tengen)

Tengen: I’m pretty sure my neighbor thinks I’m a terrible father

Sanemi: just ignore them

Kyojuro: you’re not a terrible father, what makes you say that?

Tengen: they saw me chasing my naked three year old twins around the front lawn. Again

Kyojuro: why were you chasing them

Sanemi: wait, what do you mean again

Tengen: they finished taking their bathes but refused to put clothes on

Tengen: then they unlocked the front door and began running around. As soon as I caught one, I’d start chasing the other, but the one in my hands would slip out as soon as I caught the other one. My neighbors saw the whole thing

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Y/n: *walks into the bathroom where their five year old son is* oh my god! What did you do

Son: *smiles and looks at their mom*

Sanemi: *comes running in* what’s wrong? What happened?

Y/n: take a look at your son, notice anything missing

Sanemi: *stares for a minute* what happened to your eyebrows?

Son: I gets rid of them. Now daddy and I match

Y/n: *turns away snickering*

Sanemi: OI!

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Kyojuro: *is asleep*

3 year old: Daddy wake up

Kyojuro: *continues to sleep*

3 year old: *grabs TV remote and proceeds to smack Kyojuro with it* Daddy up!

Kyojuro: ow! I’m up

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(Giyuu, y/n and their 5 year old are in their backyard)

Y/n: and just what do you think you’re doing?

5 year old: *holding a giant Japanese salamander like it’s a stuffed animal* I found him, can we keep him?

Y/n: *looks at the salamander that’s as big as their child* where did you even find that

5 year old: in the river… so… can we keep him?

Y/n: *flabbergasted* where do you expect to put him?

5 year old: in the pond with the fish

Y/n: I’m sorry but that thing will eat the fish

Y/n: *looks at Giyuu* you want to say anything?

Giyuu: …. We could build a second pond for him

Y/n: *throws hands in the air* seriously

Giyuu: what’s his name?

5 year old: Mr. Flabbs

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Y/n: honey, do you know where our daughter is?

Gyomei: I believe she is in the kitchen….

Y/n: *after walking into the kitchen* oh my god no! Spit that out!

3 year old: *runs out of the kitchen*

Y/n: Gyomei catch her!

Gyomei: *catches daughter and holds her up*

Y/n: spit that out right now!

3 year old: *spits out cockroach into Gyomei’s hand*

Gyomei: please tell me this isn’t what I think it is

Y/n: I wish I could

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(Y/n, Sanemi and their 3 year old are at an appliance store)

Y/n: *looking at washing machines with Sanemi* what do you think of this…. Where’s our child?

Sanemi: they were right here

Y/n: *look’s around and is mortified* oh please no

Sanemi: what?

Three year old: *is sitting on one of the display toilets with their pants down singing while grunting*

Y/n: stay here while I get the wet wipes

Sanemi: *covers his face in shame*

Store attendant: *trying so hard not to laugh*

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(Obanai, Mitsuri and y/n are giving their 2 and 3 year olds a bath in the tub)

Obanai: *leaves the bathroom to grab something real quick*

Y/n: how are the kids?

Obanai: just got them into the bath

Mitsuri: *getting the kid’s pajamas ready* they are just so cute

3 year old: *shouting* boat! A boat!

Y/n: did you put toys in the tub?

Obanai: no, we don’t even have any boat toys

Mitsuri: then what is…

Obanai, y/n and Mitsuri: *runs into the bathroom*

(They walk into the bathroom to see their 2 and 3 year olds in the tub with a turd floating around)

3 year old: look a boat!

Mitsuri: *covers her face*

Y/n: *scrambles to quickly remove the kids from the tub*

Obanai: *disgusted as he empties the tub and removes the turd* I’ll run another bath

Y/n: *looks to Mitsuri* still think they’re cute?

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[diminuel]

Angsty headcanon: even in the AU where they stay together 5ever and raise ASL together, I think prior to Luffy’s birth or very early on (way too young for Luffy to remember) Crocodile and Dragon have a REALLY nasty breakup. They get back together, less than a year apart, Crocodile moves on from it completely. Would tell you (or a therapist forcing it out of him) that the breakup was just the result of flared up and immature emotions — a man too young and immature to handle a benign, routine, conflict as gracefully as he should have. It shouldnt have been a big deal and he’s thankful Dragon was so patient with him about it.

Dragon never quite gets over it, like a bone that doesn’t heal quite right and creaks when it rains. He takes *full* responsibility for the fight. He can’t let go to that core of guilt (he can only build around it, proving to himself and others this fight won’t ever happen again.) because deep down Dragon knows Crocodile was *right* even if he had never meant to hurt his Wani he still *had* he had *failed* them *deeply* and it *haunts* him.

In a terrible, terrible, series of moments of less self awareness and self control and self accountability than Dragon holds himself to now he let his upbringing get the better of him, let himself be *too* comfortable, too prideful in his own masculinity and strength, and thank the *gods* Wani snapped him out of it, rightfully punished him for it in their absence. The love of his life’s manhood just starting to blossom and he had stomped on it again and again out of sheer *instinct*. Wani didn’t have the words for it. Didn’t know where this was coming from, other than it was a sign of gross disrespect. But Dragon knew immediately he was miming the way Garp had *always* treated him and it disgusts and terrifies him.

For the first time in years he is around a man who he knows could not *easily* kill him and his instinct was to assert his own dominance *and he didn’t even notice until it’s gotten so bad Wani is threatening to walk out of his life forever*

When Wani comes back he does take the opportunity to tease Dragon about it a little a la “you better not think im less of a man for birthing *your* child” and it always brings a deeply sincere apologetic side out of Dragon. (Wani missed his big marshmellow boyfriend too of course. The reminder he cares just helps the initial remaining soreness)

Ooooh. Thank you for feeding my need for angst.

I can see that happening. Dragon does have a side to him that is quite harsh, which we see a couple of times when he's interacting with other members of the RA, even Iva and Kuma.

It might just be that he initially struggles with Crocodile figuring out his sense of self and not taking a pretty straightforward path towards being a manly man. (Crocodile maybe wouldn't adopt some of the rather stupid ideas about masculinity that we sometimes see characters exhibit in One Piece.)

Maybe he's thinks he's helping him out by being rough and belittling because that's how he learnt it - with Garp's though love that is never gentle and also in the marines that might not have allowed for self-expression that defied certain expectations of manliness.

Maybe he's reacting to any small challenge to his authority rather negatively even though Crocodile has always been someone who would stick his fingers into the gaps of Dragon's persona and see how much he can push his boundaries. And that was okay before, but now he would just very much like to keep his boundaries intact, thank you. He is barely holding it together anyway!

Because maybe his attitude might also just be a sign of stress because Dragon doesn't quite know how to deal with juggling multiple roles. Especially fatherhood. It's very likely that he never expected that, that he's torn about it and maybe even thinks that they should let Garp handle it. And Crocodile pushes back. Even though they maybe initially agreed that it's the best choice for Crocodile ambitions and for Dragon's goals?

Hm hm hm, much to consider! ♥

But yes, I can totally see Crocodile fully moving on, with maybe some teasing. And Dragon just doesn't get over it properly because he feels so bad about it. ;w;

[stormz369]

☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 4

Jason Todd x Chubby! Reader (fem)

written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, bit of trauma processing, will probably get NSFW later, let me know if there's anything else I should tag this with!

warnings: family discord and dealing with trauma, drugs briefly mentioned, human trafficking briefly mentioned

word count: 1.7k

Chapter 1 ... Chapter 3 Chapter 4

I thought I was a strong, independent woman. I thought I preferred to take care of myself, that I could never be comfortable relying on others. One date with Jason had me strongly questioning those convictions. He bought the books, we had a late lunch/early dinner at the food court, wandered several stores, and talked about everything and nothing. I managed to keep him from buying every little thing I looked at, but we still ended up with several bags - all of which he insisted on carrying. Even with the bags in his hands, he managed to get his pinky wrapped around mine every time my hand was down. It was clingy, and awkward to walk, and it made me giddy. Is this feeling what everyone’s so obsessed with? … I think I get it now.

Jason drove me home that night, insisting that it was getting too dark and he didn't like the idea of me on public transit alone at night. Normally I would fight him on that, but the idea of walking home from the bus stop was doing unpleasant things to my stomach. He parked, and we took several minutes to rearrange the items in our bags.

“... I guess that’s everything.” He seemed a bit disappointed.

I nodded. “Yeah, I think you're right. … Thank you, Jay, this was a lot of fun.”

He smiled softly, nodding. “I had fun too. … Can I … see you again?”

“It's a distinct possibility.” I smirked a bit. “After all, I have yet to pass judgment on your trashy romance novel selection.”

He laughed softly, groaning and rubbing his face. “I already regret suggesting that. Give it back, you can't have it.”

I held my bags away from him, giggling a bit as he pretended to try to steal them. Suddenly there was movement in the corner of my vision, and I saw a silhouette on the roof across the street. “Oh god…”

“What? What's wrong??” Jason pulled back a bit.

“There’s someone on that roof. Which one is that, can you tell?” I peered up, but with the moon behind them I couldn't see any details.

Jason turned to look too, suddenly a bit stoney. “... Looks like Red Robin and Nightwing.”

“... Two of them? Are you sure? I only see one.” He just nodded. “... Fuuuhhhck, what's happening in my stupid neighborhood?”

“Probably nothing. This isn't their patrol territory…. Or … at least, that's what I've heard.”

I raised an eyebrow, staring at him. “You've heard? … What, do they take their cars to you?”

“... Something like that. … Anyway, it's well known, this is Red Hood's part of town.”

“... You don't think they're here for him, do you? I thought they were allied now?”

Jason shook his head a bit. “Probably just trying to spy on him … nosy bitches…”

I giggled a bit at that, but couldn't help the sneaking concern in the back of my mind. If they really were here to spy on Red Hood, that would suggest he was nearby … Did he decide he wanted his shirt back after all, or was something bad happening in the area?

Jason turned to me, a gentle smile on his face. “Hey, don't worry about them. You just get inside where it's safe, ok?”

I nodded, smiling softly. “Ok, but text me when you get home.”

He nodded, chuckling, “will do. And … about seeing each other again, … how about lunch on Tuesday?”

I nodded, grinning. “Sounds good. Good night, Jay.”

“Night, Doll.” I blushed a bit, getting out of the car and into my building. He waited for me to close the door before driving away, and I headed up to my apartment.

I wasn't sure what I'd find upstairs. I hadn't told Red Hood my unit number, but it probably wouldn't be that hard for him to figure out. … Hell, the shirt might have a tracker on it.

I unlocked my door and checked every room. Nothing had moved. My clothes were still in a crumpled heap on my floor, the flannel still peaking out from under my ruined pants. It occurred to me that I had meant to pick up a replacement pair at the mall before heading home. I sat on my knees, trembling a bit as I picked up the shirt. A thorough examination didn't reveal any electronic pieces attached. It was just a normal red flannel.

I held the shirt against my chest, shaking a bit. Everything was fine. I was fine. Red Hood was one of the good guys, even if he did some really terrifying shit. I wasn't a drug dealer or a human trafficker, so he had nothing against me. He was kind to me, even. I was safe. I was safe. I was safe.

My mind slowly drifted away from that night. Thoughts of blood and fear were replaced bit by bit with Jason; his shy little smiles and cheeky grins, the feeling of his finger wrapped around mine, even the smell of his cologne. When I breathed deep I could still smell it; a rich, woody smell, with a bit of lavender, and under that was a base note I couldn't identify. Something sharp and slightly metallic. I sighed softly, deciding not to think too hard about why I was tying the shirt around my waist, and started tidying the apartment. Couldn't put the pile off forever, but I didn't have to start there…

Jason watched her go inside, waiting to make sure no creeps followed her in before the security door locked. Once he was satisfied that she was safe, he drove off, calling Dick. Straight to voicemail. He tried Tim; also straight to voicemail. Annoying, but fine. He knew where they would be headed next.

Unfortunately for them, the drive was not nearly long enough to calm him down. He pulled in to the batcave and sat on the hood of his car to watch the entrance. Eventually the pair rode in, staring at him like he was the grim reaper.

“… Heeeyy Jason! What are you doing here? Don't you have tonight off?” Tim tried to play it cool, taking his bike to its designated parking spot.

“You should be more careful, Tim. She saw you.”

“Whaaaat? I don't know what you're-”

“She. Saw. You. On that rooftop.” Jason growled a bit, clenching his fist. “Do you have any idea how hard it was to reassure her that her neighborhood was not about to be attacked without revealing too much?”

“C'mon Jaybird, we just wanted to check in!” Dick grinned, moving to pinch his cheek. “Baby Jay-Jay's first date! You can't fault us for being excited for you!”

He smacked Dick's hand. “I can and do. Don't do anything like that ever again.”

Dick hissed dramatically, pouting. “You're so mean, Jay. We just wanted to see if it was going well!”

“Stop. Spying. On me.” He growled, giving Tim a pointed glare. The younger man raised both hands in surrender and nodded.

Dick smirked as Jason opened his car door, calling out; “okaaay, but don't forget to report in to the chat. Unless you'd rather Babs check the CCTV footage at the mall for us?”

Jason froze and growled. “… Fuck….” He slammed the door shut and drove away without another word.

BatKids Group Chat:

Jason: It went well. Now everyone STOP stalking me! You're weirding her out! 😡

8:04pm

Cass: Excuse me??

8:06pm

Damian: Grayson and Drake are the only ones interested enough to bother stalking you, maybe you should focus your ire on them and not the whole family?

8:06pm

Babs: We need details, Jay!

8:07pm

Duke: Wait, what??

8:08pm

Dick: Jaybird went on a date today, Duke! Keep up!

8:09pm

Tim: With a normal human-type girl no less!

8:10pm

Damian: How normal can she be? She accepted a date with Todd after you two harassed her.

8:11pm

Cass: 🙃 … Dick, do we need to have a talk? 

8:12pm

Damian: I handled the matter at the coffee shop. (and am still waiting to be thanked, for the record Todd - the date would not have happened if I hadn't stepped in.) … But still, the girl's taste does seem questionable.

8:13pm

Dick: There was nothing to handle! We had it under control! 🙄

8:14pm

Cass: I hate to say it, but Dami does have a point - are we /sure/ she's entirely normal? There's no chance she's an undercover villain or anything?

8:14pm

Tim: Way ahead of you - background check came back clean. She's as normal as any other Gothamite.

8:15pm

Duke: So … absolutely nuts, but probably not too dangerous? 😂

8:16pm

Babs: Don’t listen to them, Jason - she's a very lucky (normal) girl!

8:17pm

Jason: You cannot be serious. You ran a background check???

8:19pm

Steph: What Babs said. Now, make with the details! 🤩

8:20pm

Dick: Of course we did - what kind of big brother would I be if I let you go out with a girl we know nothing about???

8:21pm

Jason: 😑 … This is exactly why I don't usually respond to this thread.

8:30pm

Duke: Details, man!

8:31pm

Steph: Details! Details! Details!

8:32pm

Jason: 😤 … We picked out books for each other.

8:38pm

Dick: Awww, cute!

8:39pm

Babs: … And???

8:40pm

Jason: And … She seemed a bit surprised that I was there at all?

8:43pm

Damian: Pleasantly surprised, or upset?

8:44pm

Jason: … Just … Baffled I think.

8:45pm

Tim: … How many times did you have to reschedule?

8:46pm

Jason: … A few. But I always told her with enough time so that I wouldn't be standing her up! 

8:47pm

Babs: Curious…

8:48pm

Dick: Alright everybody, recon time!

8:48pm

Jason: NO! It is NOT recon time!

8:49pm

Damian: What do we know about this girl?

8:50pm

Babs: On it!

8:50pm

Jason: No, no, NO! Stop!!!

8:51pm

Tim: Too late!

8:52pm

Jason: Uuggghh! I'm muting all of you!

8:53pm

Tim: … NOT IT TO TELL B!

8:55pm

Damian: Not it

8:56pm

Babs: Not it!

8:56pm

Cass: NOT IT!

8:57pm

Steph: Not it!!!

8:58pm

Duke: Not it!

8:58pm

Dick: …. Fuck.

9:03pm

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[strayheartless]

A headcanon I have about Sephiroth is that he’s pretty agoraphobic outside of going to work on missions. He doesn’t really like being outside if he’s not contracted to be there because people perceive him. Even if he manages, by the grace of the gods, to go under the radar, he is still activly hating every second of being outside.

If Genesis or Angeal are with him he’s a bit better. He trusts that they will take care of him and not let anyone come up to him or crowd him. But the minute he has to go on his own? Absolutely not.

He needs food for the week? It’s fine he’ll just starve.

He has run out of Conditioner? He’ll steal Gens.

There’s a really cool thing going on across town that only he is interested in? Crippling disappointment but you still could not fork lift him out of the building.

It’s Bad. With a capital B.

Even when he’s out with his friends he holds Genesis’ sleeve in crowds and keeps close to Angeal’s back. Both of them have little tug marks on all of their civilian clothing that is affectionately-yet also concernedly- referred to as Sephi-tug’s. He needs to be able to reach his hand out to them otherwise they are too far away.

He doesn’t do Bars; he just about manages Theatres because Genesis always pays for box seats; he accepts grocery stores as long as Angeal is with him and he is in charge of the cart. And it’s something that brings him no small amount of shame.

I have this headcanon not because I read Seph as autistic (although I do like that reading.). No, I have this headcanon because Sephiroth grew up in a lab, and I don’t think proper socialising was ever on Hojo’s list of priorities.

We see a little bit of his engagement with the outside world in Ever Crisis and it’s kind of a similar vibe. However as someone who struggles to leave the house independently themselves, Sephiroth gives off the same vibe that I feel when trying to convince myself to walk to the supermarket.

He needs a plan off attack and a buddy. If a task needs done but requires him to go out and buy the stuff to get it done, without a companion? It’s not getting done. End of story. This has knock on effects for him such as, not being able to clean effectively, or shower effectively or handle social interaction outside of his chosen people.

He never had to go outside for anything mundane as a child, so he has no idea how to even breath in the space. It’s scary and apart from being abandoned or never finding his mother, it is one of Sephiroth’s greatest fears.

After Genesis and Angeal leave he doesn’t go out, period. Lazard starts having things delivered to him and once Zack realises how bad it gets, he starts picking up stuff when he goes out with Cloud or Kunsel or to see Aerith. There has been many times he has paused their date so that he can Ring Sephiroth and find out if he has food in or what brand of Shampoo he wants. Aerith thinks it’s sweet. Zack doesn’t want to explain that it’s not just cause he knows he needs it, it’s because if he doesn’t buy it Sephiroth will literally starve himself.

[daydaydayrk420]

Can't get it up

Charles Smith X male reader

⚠️soft dick Charles ⚠️

🚨 Minors and girls do not interact 🚨

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When you see a man such as Charles Smith you think to yourself. "oh my god he's so large." Or "Ya know what they say about black guys?"

But you'd never think to yourself that a man like that has a dysfunctional dick. Yes, you read it right. Charles Smith has Erectile dysfunction.

He's not confident about his sexual situations. As a gay man he's often looked on as the top. The big bear with the BBC. No. That's not who Charles is nor can be. Sure he has a big dick but what's the use when it doesn't work?

That's what y/n is here for. Now y/n isn't a big man. He's not as tall, nor as masculine, nor as hung. But it's what Charles wants. They've been dating for a couple of months now but have never done anything sexual.

Y/n keeps asking about it and why they don't do anything. Not that he's trying to force the bigger man into it. More like he wants to know what boundaries are set and what they should talk about. Charles is so happy to have a man like that.

But tonight Charles wants to explain everything. He wants y/n to finally know why he's been avoiding any sexual situations. Now Charles isn't a man of many words. Everyone knows that. But when it comes to y/n he'd sing if he had to.

Currently, they both left the camp to go into the forest and be alone for the night. They set camp in their favorite hidden spot in the mountains. They have a perfect view of the town and some bison that are sleeping on the grass of the open fields.

"Here's a bottle of apple juice for my handsome boy who doesn't drink." Y/n jokes and hands the juice to Charles, who lets out a low, rumbling chuckle and grabs the glass. "Thank you, darling."

Y/n sits next to him and sips his drink. "So why are we here anyway?" The smaller man asks as he leans on the bigger man's back. Charles leans back against the smaller man and closes his eyes. "I need to talk to you about something important."

Y/n sets his drink down and wraps his arms around Charles. He fights the panic that is building in the pit of his stomach. "What about?"

"us." That makes the smaller man panic more. Charles turns around. His legs are now on each side of the smaller man. Y/n caresses the large thighs that surround his sides. The bigger man shivers.

"Y/n you know I love you. And that I want to be with you for as long as time will let us. And I know we haven't done anything sexual... And that's... That's because I'm scared.." Charles paused. Y/n pulled him closer. Or... He tried. But Charles is way bigger and heavier than his small muscles can handle. Charles knows that and scoots closer. He's now sitting in his lap. The size difference is making both of their minds spin.

"I won't make you do what you don't want to do. You know that, right?" The smaller man said. Charles nods and smiles. He fixes the collar of the smaller man's shirt. "I know. And that's not what I'm scared of. I... I don't want you to laugh..." Charles sighed. "About what, love?" Y/n caressed his hips. Having Charles like this in his lap does make him aroused but he doesn't pay attention to it and focuses on Charles's talk.

"I... I have erectile dysfunction..." Charles looks down. The smaller man stiffened. Did he just imagine it or did Charles just say... "Erectile dysfunction?" Charles nods in response. He looks down, thinking Y/n is about to laugh at him. "oh gods," Y/n kisses the bigger man. Charles doesn't know if he should be shocked or relieved but returns the kiss nonetheless.

Y/n licks Charles's bottom lip, begging for entrance, but Charles pulls back and gasps for air. "You're not laughing?" The bigger man asks. The smaller man chuckles. "Gods no Charles why would I laugh about that?" Y/n caresses the bigger man's cheek. "If anything I'm into it." That surprises the bigger man. "You are?" Y/n nods in response.

"Why?" "Because having a man like you with a soft dick is arousing. Especially if it means I'm going to be at the top." Charles furiously blushes. But because of the dark tone of his skin and the darkness of the night, y/n doesn't notice. "So... You still want to...have sex?" It's weird to see Charles so shy. It's unusual to see him reflect most emotions. But when he's around the smaller man he's more open than an open book.

Y/n chuckles and kisses the bigger man. "Of course I do. Even if you want to be at the top. I don't mind having a soft cock stuffing my ass." Charles laughs at the vulgar bluntness. "You're bold." The bigger man teased. Y/n laughs. "Yeah well. Can ya blame me?" The smaller man chuckles and pokes Charles's hip. Charles doesn't react. He only smiles and admires the smaller man.

"Can we make love?" Charles whispered. That blew straight through Y/n's head. "God, yes, please," Y/n practically whines. Charles laughs and pushes the smaller man back so he's lying down. "You sound so eager." "I am."

It doesn't take long before they're both naked in their tent. Kissing and tracing each other's bodies. Charles is overwhelmed. He's happy, and the more his body gets felt by the smaller man's hands, the more giddy he feels. "You are so beautiful, Charles. So so beautiful." Y/n murmurs as he gently lays the bigger man down and kisses his chest.

If could, he'd visibly be a tomato right now with the amount of heat in his face. "So soft." Y/n murmurs again as he traces the large chest beneath him. Charles shivers.

"please y/n." Charles whines. The smaller man chuckles and gets in between the thick thighs he loves so much. "Relax for me, darling. I'll get you ready. Okay?" Y/n asked as he grabbed the oil. Charles nods and gets comfortable.

The smaller man oils his fingers and gently traces Charles's ring of muscle. Charles moans and his hand shoots up to muffle himself. Y/n doesn't stop him. He wants to hear every beautiful sound Charles makes but they can't risk someone finding them. It's not that they're camping and having sex, it's that they're outlaws, gay, and having sex. Or worse an O'Driscoll could come by and find them.

So he just focuses on prepping his beloved. But the more he watches the soft cock lay on Charles's belly, the more he wants to taste it. He leans down and kisses his way towards the bigger man's abdomen. Charles moans and reaches for y/n's hair.

Y/n kisses the tip. Charles stiffened. He doesn't know if he should let him continue or if he should tell him to stop. The smaller man just goes on. He kisses down the length of it. Charles whines and arches his back.

The smaller man keeps one hand fingering Charles while he uses the second one to take hold of the soft, delicious-looking dick and wraps his lips around the tip.

Charles gasps and grips y/n's hair tightly. "Holly fuck!" Y/n smirks and takes him deeper. He let out a soft hum as he felt the weight of the soft cock resting on his tongue. The bigger man whines and lifts his hips. Y/n gags at the sudden hit against his throat. Charles spills out apologies but keeps on fucking the smaller man's throat. "M'sorry... I'm so sorry... It's so good. It feels so good." Charles cries and repeats. The smaller man caresses the larger man's thigh in comfort.

Because Charles is the one doing the work, y/n is focused on prepping. His fingers start to move around more and he adds another finger. That gets the bigger man to thrust faster. With the way he moves, the fingers move on their own at that point.

All y/n has to do is spread his fingers. They haven't even started but Charles is crumbling with each passing minute. Finally having someone touch him, finger him, suck him off is overwhelming for him. Specifically the sucking. He's not used to people touching his soft cock or, let alone, sucking it.

Both men are in ecstasy. It's probably because they've finally taken a bigger step into their relationship. Y/n is incredibly happy that Charles trusts him.

"I'm close." Charles whines and keeps thrusting into y/n's mouth. Y/n hollows his cheeks and searches with his fingers for that good bundle of muscle that makes Charles shake.

Charles's hips are still as he spills into y/n's throat. The smaller man gags and tries his best to swallow everything. Once Charles comes down from his height he collapses onto the makeshift bed. Y/n chuckles and gets some cloth to clean him up.

He kisses up Charles's body until he's able to lay on him. Charles smiles and wraps his arms around the smaller man. "I should return the -" "No no. Tonight's about you. I don't need anything." Y/n interrupted and kissed the larger man's chest. Charles hums and closes his eyes. "Alright."

"But once I've calmed down we make love okay?" Y/n chuckles and Charles's question. "If that's what you want love."

They would've made love. They wanted to.

But they both fell asleep without a fight. Charleston slept with a small smile on his lips as he felt the smaller frame lying on him like a blanket.

They never slept so deeply.

Y/n never felt so content.

Charles never felt so loved.

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Hiya dude! I hope you're good! I have another au! I hope I'm not spamming you too much with my weird ideas, but I think you'll like this one.

Also I'll send this to @fanofstuff01 as well, we could rp this all together if you're keen!

The idea is like a swap au- but also a priest au. A bit of both.

So this time Lucifer is is the priest and Adam is the demon. ALSO it's nun!Adam- at first- till he gets all demon-y.

Lucifer runs a small congregation (is that the word? Little church type place?) In the hills of a remote town. Super secluded, really the only people around are nuns, other priests. Most of them live in the village, so during the night, it's only Lucifer.

Lucifer hasn't been in charge long, but before he even came to the congregation, he had heard rumors about it being cursed. So he was tasked to bless the building and bring back God's influence.

Adam starts off as a nun that was already their before Lucifer got there. Adam has changed his human forms slightly throughout the years, not to cause too much suspicion.

When Adam meets Lucifer, they hit it off! Lucifer really likes Adam, but all he wants to do is corrupt Lucifer, like he's done to all the other priests that were ever in charge, basically to keep the place under the Devils influence (I dont know who the Devil is in this au, but he's not really important).

Lucifer eventually figures out there's a demon somewhere, and decides to take care of it himself, to avoid any interference from the church, and it'll look good with his superiors if he handed it himself (I dont know how the Vatican works- this is basically that, I don't know, I'm not religious lol).

After the ritual, he brings Adam out of hiding, showing Lucifer is real form- which- damn- Lucifer is barely holding on by a thread- this man is GORGEOUS.

To fuck with Lucifer, Adam makes it so only he can see him. A lot of interesting things can happen to someone when their being tournament, the hottest being Lucifer has ever seen-

Adams demon look is based off the cambion from bg3. Basically a stereotypical demon, but more Adam- so gold- Basically 😝

I'd love to rp this with someone, it could be a slightly darker version of adamsapple.

Okay- bye!

Oooou yeah! I've only seen ones where Adam is the priest this is a great twist!!

I'd love to. I love darker stories.

Yeah the three of us can do this no problem!

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- TCG Master S/O Cyno & more

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Cyno

Couldn’t be happier

You are just as invested as him, and you give him a real challenge

You two try and play together once a day

It was a bedtime tradition, but you both got too excited and couldn’t sleep after

So now you’ll either play at breakfast or over lunch

You’re definitely jealous of that limited card Kaveh gave him and the backing Albedo/Calx made him

Tighnari

Oh god there’s two of you

Okay, but he actually starts paying attention when Cyno talks about TCG so he can keep up with you

You also teach him and Collei more about TCG

When the academia releases a set with some influential figures in Sumeru, you build your team around his card

Creates himself a unique deck based on the mushrooms in Avydia forest to challenge you

He beat you with it once, then you obliterated him the next time, so now he’s making a new one

Lyney

It becomes bonding time between you and the children of the house

He’s ecstatic

Also incorporates TCG cards into his magic act, like making the monster on the card appear

Once he made a Lynette card for her entrance and next thing he knew he was in your deck

Oh well, he thinks it’s sweet

Plays with you on occasion, it takes his mind off of his stress

You actually teach him how to play in the first place so he can play with his siblings in the house

Xiao

Doesn’t get it

Like, he gets its a strategy game, but why is he on one of the cards

Stands over you one day while you’re sorting your deck, so you offer to teach him

He’s actually pretty good since it’s a strategy game

You get a bit annoyed when the “beginners luck” wears off and he’s still beating you

The first time you beat him you look so happy, he almost considers letting you win more often

But then you beat him again without him going easy on you and he decides that would be no fun

Guess he just needs to fix his deck

[canadiannationalfox]

Murder Drones - Tessa x J Drabble - The flight before returning to the cage

(continued from here)

The sun's light grew golden around the Elliott Manor. The crickets were already starting their evening symphony, the fireflies began their cosmic dance in the tall grass along the edge of the garden which lead to the cemetery path Above all of it, sitting on part of the roof, was the heiress to the JC Jensen brand, and her ever-so loyal drone, Serial Designation J.

They had discovered they were in love with each other a day ago, and today had essentially been them having fun and making memories, capping off the day now by watching the sunset and listening to the last songs of the birds in the garden.

"I am sad that our freedom has to come to an end, Jaybird," Tessa mourned softly, tears dropping from her grey eyes like glistening pearls rolling down her face.

J hugged Tessa from the side, taking the girl's left hand in her right. "We had a wonderful day though, and next time your parents go out, we can do all of it again," she responded lovingly, pausing before saying with a slight laugh, "Aside from breaking a vase."

The ebony haired girl giggled a little, wiping away her tears with her right hand. | She spoke in an Aussie accent, yet her voice was gentler than an angel's wing, "Oh, J, you always know how to make me feel better." Resting her head on her drone's, she asked, "Would you want to go on a walk with me, before mother and father get home?"

Serial Designation J smiled as she nuzzled into Tessa's hug. The usually very stern drone responded in a gentle voice, "I'd love to. Where do you want to go?"

"The graveyard, actually!"

"You went there on Thursday to find more hair after Cyn gave herself a pixie cut again," J inquired, letting out a laugh, "God though, we need to keep Cyn away from scissors, kind of like you.."

Tessa laughed a little, and nodded in agreement to J's statment. She sighed happily as she let go of J, holding a section of her hair that was secured at her waist by a bow. "I was thinking of cutting off some again, anyways."

J looked worried, she smoothed her hand over her girlfriend's onyx tresses as she scolded in a warm and caring tone, "Tessa, no, you know how much trouble you'd get in."

Tessa responded back with a giggle snort, "I'm not gonna cut it short-short, I wouldn't dare... I was thinking of taking some weight out by adding some short layers at the very back," she twirled at one of J's silvery side bangs and teased, "It would make the tangles easier to tame... I know how much it stresses you out when it's all knotted."

J couldn't say no to Tessa. She sighed as she relinquished her attempts to make Tessa obey, "Alright... but I'm going to cut it then, I can't risk you making it obvious that you've been playing hairdresser on yourself like you did around 5 years ago." which caused her beloved to giggle. Tessa stood up, helping up her protectress drone maid. "Alright then, let's go." She asked as she and Tessa headed back inside through the attic window, "So are we going on the walk first or doing your hair?"

Tessa responded thoughtfully, "Maybe we could cut my hair in the forest, then the birds could use it to build nests." She giggled happily, "I know I say to not be wasteful, but is it really wasting it if the birds get to use it?"

The silver haired drone smiled a little at Tessa's reasoning. She found it sweet that all these years later, she still cared about the birds. "Alright, I'll meet you downstairs, I'll go get what we need from your dresser." She headed down the attic stairs and ran to Tessa's room while Tessa made her way to the back veranda.

Tessa and J made their way along the garden path, through the hedge arch, past the patch of clovers and the rose bushes. They walked over the slight hill and through the ankle deep grass, and past the stump where Tessa liked to practice playing the harp. They walked through the long hanging branches of the weeping willow, where the songs of blue jays trilled.

And once they were through an iron gateway, they were in the graveyard. The limestone mausoleums and tombstones glittered in the summer twilight glow, making the usually scary place feel almost magical.

The girl, who was now in a black velvet dress adorned with a pink bow at the back, hopped up and sat upon a short tombstone, crossing one leg over the other before pulling all the tied-back sections of her hair over her shoulders. One by one she untied the ribbons and let the length cascade over her shoulders until they hung down her back.

J ran her hand carefully across the silky onyx waist-length curtain of slighty wavy locks. "And to believe this is the very same hair my wig is made of." Her internal compressor kicked on, making her breathe. "Are you sure you want me to do this for you, Princess Tessa?" J asked as she pulled out of the pocket of her apron a pair of scissors and a comb.

"Don't be scared, Jaybird, it's just hair," the young lady trilled reassuringly as she sectioned away the higher tresses, draping them back over her shoulders leaving the hair that hung from between her nape and the mid-ear area hanging down.

J took a breath and ran the comb through the hair gently, detangling the section one last time before she'd cut it. "How high did you want it, Princess?" J inquired lovingly, taking a break from the brushing to use her right index finger and thumb to rub Tessa's earlobe gently.

The ebony haired lass glanced back to J and suggested, "Maybe to about my shoulders? Then I can hide it easier in the length if I flat iron it."

J teased to Tessa, her nerves nodes were still going off, "I guess this time I have to be your brave girl, huh? Your little Jay bird is a little scared." She mustered up her courage, gathering in her hands a chunk of the soft ebony waves. She brought out the glistening silver sewing scissors, their blades shining in the sun's warm glow. She opened the scissors, slid the section into their sharp jaws and sliced through. "SHIK!"

J looked to the chunk of beautiful hair in her hands. The drone's fear melted away as she heard the voice of her love. "Keep going Jaybird, you can't go back now. Make me feel pretty."

J reassured lovingly, "Oh Tessa, you're always the most beautiful." J watched as she let the section of hair fall to the forest floor, drifting down like feathers from a molting crow's wings. She positioned the scissors again and sliced off another chunk, letting it too fall.

Tessa relaxed her shoulders, enjoying the sound of the blue jays in the willow nearby as well as the snipping of the shears and the slight hum of J's internal motor. She reached back and ran her fingers through a freshly chopped section. She reveled in the feeling, exclaiming eagerly, "J! It's so soft, feel here!"

The maid drone who stood behind Tessa reached her free hand up and ran her fingers through the shoulder length sections of hair. "That is really soft," she assessed before playing with the waviness that had appeared now that the weight was lessened on it. She twirled at it, almost causing the section to form a very loose ringlet, like J had in her ponytails. "You have such beautiful hair, Tessa."

Tessa sat tall, feeling proud. "At least you notice," she teased lovingly, her tone changed softer as she lovingly cooed, "Thank you, my lovely J."

J resumed her handiwork, snipping away section after section, making ebony ribbons of keratin fall into the grass. "Kind of funny, usually the ones who get haircuts in this part of the property are dead people," J joked, trying to find humour in Tessa's morbid hobby of graverobbing.

Tessa couldn't help but laugh a little at her Jaybird's joke. "I guess you're quite right." In that moment, each snip of the sewing scissors, and Tessa's head feeling lighter, she felt a sense of control and freedom. She felt trapped by her life, like Rapunzel in the ivory tower, but the fact she had some autonomy right now, by getting J to change up her looks a little, it made her feel free as a dove.

J looked to the almost finished shoulder length layers, she took the last section and pulled it straight but not taut. She closed the scissors around the section and pulled it away from the now severed ends. She looked at the glossy hair in her hands and slipped it into her pocket where she had put Tessa's hairbows. The maid drone wanted to keep a lock for herself, because she loved Tessa so much, so she'd have a little token of their love even if they were apart ever. J remembered what to do next as she point cut into the bluntly chopped layers to give it a more textured and natural look. "Almost done, Tess."

The ebony haired girl in the black dress giggled in delight. She ran her fingers through the hair that was draped over her shoulders, "This is exciting! I can't wait to see how it looks."

"And how are you going to? It's getting too dark to see your reflection in the pond, and there's probably no mirrors-" she was interrupted by her beloved human girlfriend.

"There's late Aunt Margaret's mirror in the mausoleum," Tessa stated, she laughed a little.

J responded as she put the scissors away once the haircut was perfect in her opinion, "Leave it to Little Miss Elliott, the graverobber."

Tessa hopped off the tombstone, and pushed the long sections of hair back over her shoulders, before she headed to a mausoleum. She walked over to a shelf with an urn, grabbing a fancy gold plated mirror. She held it up, fluffing up her hair as she admired her modified hairstyle. "Oooh, I look really good!" she marveled joyously, "I love it, Jaybird."

J came into the mausoleum, she kissed the back of Tessa's hand like the knights in the fairytales she used to read to Tessa. "You're always the most beautiful girl, I'm just happy I could help you feel as beautiful as you are already."

Tessa squealed in delight, she set down the mirror and lifted J off the marble floors. She held the drone close by her waist, spinning around holding the silver haired bot. "Oh I love you! I love you so much!" she sang excitedly before setting down a slightly dizzy J. Her joy fleeted a little, she sighed as she remembered that her parents would be home in an hour, "I guess we should head back to the house."

J offered gently, "Do you want me to tie your hair back into it's normal style?"

Tessa kissed J on the forehead gently. "I think I'll wear it loose this time, I mean, yes it'll hide your beautiful work a little, but, like you said, it's best if I don't get caught." She got down to J's level and kissed the drone on the lips.

J counted the seconds silently as she kissed back, praying for time to be a little longer in that moment. She wrapped her arms around the neck of her human girlfriend, leaning into the kiss more. The beautiful Elliott girl eventually broke the kiss after 15 seconds. She fanned herself with both her hands and giggled in excitement, "That was effervescent!"

"You still won't give up those vampire romance novels, will you, Tess?" J giggled back.

The two headed back to the house, the sky now turning a deep teal with pink outlined clouds and stars starting to appear above.

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J sat in the landing pod, she ran her thumb over the chunk of ebony hair in her hands. It was still as soft as that lovely summer evening. She held it one hand by the little bow holding the chunk together as she used her right index finger to twist and twirl until the lock of her late lover's hair had become curled.

"I... I need to do something... I need to do something," J muttered to herself, glancing over to the control panel. A small microchip glowed a beautiful pale blue, she had found it in the snow as well as some bone fragments from Tessa's remains. She knew what she had to do. She had to find drone parts and put them back together. She said under her breath as she put down the chunk of beautiful ebony hair in a gentle manner, as if it was an angel's feather, "I will put her back together...."

The End?

[bteezxyewriter12]

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Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 6.9k

Includes- Pussy eating, fingering, blow job, deepthroating, cum eating, sort of threesome- Namjoon and Hobi come to play too, cock riding, sort of gangbang or orgy?, voyeurism, missionary, fluff during sex, angst, multiple orgasms, fluff

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J POV

I moan from the pleasure I’m feeling

Yoongi’s tongue is working me good and getting me so close

His tongue is sliding on my clit so fast and so fucking good

He takes my hand, putting it in his hair

“Pull”, he demands

I do as he asks and pull on his hair

He groans in my pussy, the sound vibrating through my body

The keyboard and knobs of his sound mixer are pressing into my back

As soon as I walked into his studio he took my clothes off, putting me on his desk

He kissed me hard, while I got him naked in a second

Then he pushed me down, opened my legs, his tongue on me and he’s been there ever since

He’s so fucking amazing with his fucking tongue

He knows where to lick, suck and bite to make me orgasm hard, how to tease me, which I hate

He’s been teasing me our whole lives, albeit in other ways

I met Yoongi when I moved to Daegu from the U.S. when I was four

We met at school and just clicked

Best friends instantly

I was devastated when he left for Seoul but I supported his dream one hundred percent

I thought he’d forget about me but he never did

He called me almost every day, texted and hung out when he could

He also didn’t forget me when BTS became huge

And when he bought his apartment he asked me to move into it

I said no, it was his, he should live there

He said he was going to be living in the dorm for awhile and he wanted me to move to Seoul to be closer to him

It took a lot of convincing but I eventually gave in

When one of BTS’ hair stylist left, Yoongi asked me to take the job

So I did and now I get to see him all the time

“C'mon baby. I want your cum. I haven’t had you in a week and I need it”, he whines

I decide to tease him to make him give me more

“It’s not my fault you can’t make me cum”

His eyes snap to mine and narrow, “Fucking take that back”

“No”

“Joanne. Take it back. You know I can make you cum so easily.”

“Then why is it taking so long?”

“You’re going to fucking regret saying that when you can’t fucking walk tomorrow”

Hell yes

Exactly what I want

He’s done it before and the sex was so fucking wild

I loved it

“You think you can do that again?”, I say provoking him

“You know I can fucking do it again”, he growls

“Then do it”, I challenge him

“I fucking will”

Thank god

His mouth closes on my clit and he sucks fast

“Holy shit”, I yell, pleasure crashing all over me

I never thought I’d ever have sex with Yoongi

He’s my best friend

But our relationship became sexual six months ago

He came to his apartment to hang out

We we’re both really horny and before we knew it, clothes were ripped off and we had sex

Fucking mind blowing sex

All night

After that we couldn’t keep our hands off each other

So we decided to become best friends with benefits

And sex with Yoongi is fucking incredible every fucking time

But I just had to be stupid and fall in love with him

Yoongi licks me again, making me snap

“Oh fuck! Yoongi!”, I scream, coming in his mouth

“Yes, fuck yes”, he moans, still running his tongue all over

His licking is building up another orgasm

Fuck he can get me to cum so quickly again

He slides his tongue inside and I shout, coming instantly

“So fucking good”, he mutters

He sucks on my clit again when I hear his door open just as another orgasm takes over

I pull his hair, holding his mouth on me while coming

“Fucking best thing I ever tasted”, he moans still licking

“What the fuck?”

Shit

Yoongi’s head shoots up, looking behind him at Hobi and Namjoon

Who are staring at us

I snap my legs closed and put my hands on my breasts

I blush, feeling my skin turn red

“What the fuck what? What are you doing?”, Yoongi snaps

“We…we came to talk to you about the rap line song”, Hobi stutters

“We didn’t uh know you be….uh”, Namjoon says averting his eyes

“Eating”, Hobi blurts, then widens his eyes and turns red

“So you just stand there?”, Yoongi snaps again

“I uh we…just…uh..”

“You just what? Want some?”

What?

From Yoongi’s voice I can tell he’s smirking

“What no!”, Namjoon says just as Hobi says, “Yes”

What the fuck is going on?

Namjoon looks at Hobi surprised

“What? Yes?”

“Yeah”, Hobi answers, “Don’t look surprised, you know you want her too”

Seriously?

“So what do you want? To eat her out or sex?”, Yoongi asks

Is he fucking serious?

“Both”, Hobi answers

“Yeah both”, Namjoon repeats

Oh god

I watch Yoongi shrug

“It’s up to her”, he says

The way he so casually says it, the ways he’s ok with me fucking his friends hurts

I mean I knew there was no chance with him but to hear him like this, like it doesn’t matter….it kills me

“Do you want them Jo? You wanna be with Namjoon and Hobi too?”, Yoongi asks

The way he’s acting, like I’m just some kind of sex toy, pisses me off

If he doesn’t care, then I don’t either

“Yes”, I answer

Yoongi’s eyes widen for a millisecond before the “I don’t care” attitude is back

I’m not even sure I saw it

He has no idea how much he just hurt me

But whatever

I put my best smirk on for Hobi and Namjoon

“Take off your clothes”, I say

Namjoon and Hobi look at each other unsure

Fine, I’ll do it I just have to let go all of my feelings and just have fun

I get off of Yoongi’s desk, walking over to them

Namjoon’s eyes widen when I get to him, scanning my body

I have to stand on my tip toes to wrap my arms around his neck

Then I pull him closer and kiss him

His arms automatically go around me, pulling me against him

He’s already hard

I move my hands down, getting to his jeans and unbuckling his belt

Next the button and zipper, then I pull his pants and boxers down

He’s breathing heavily, making me smirk that I can get him so worked up easily

My hands go back up his body taking his shirt off

Jesus he’s fucking beautiful

“Damn Joonie”, I mutter, making him blush

Pulling him down for another kiss he kisses me back

I let go of him and turn to Hobi, who moved away

His mouth is hanging open, eyes wide in disbelief

“Come here Hobi”, I call

He immediately walks over to me

Hobi is shorter than Namjoon so I don’t have to reach up so high to kiss him

I also don’t have to do that because he immediately bends down, his lips on mine in a second

I get Hobi’s clothes off in a few seconds because he’s helping me

It’s like he can’t wait to get out of his clothes

I like the feeling it gives me

He wants me that much

It’s nice

I take a look at him and my eyes pop out of my head

“Holy shit Hobi!”, I gape

He’s so fucking hot

But even though they’re both gorgeous, they don’t compare to Yoongi

Not for me which shows how stupid I am

Hobi shows his excitement much more than Namjoon

Hobi hasn’t stopped kissing me or running his hands on my body

His hands are soft and warm

They feel nice

When Hobi starts kissing my neck I look over at Namjoon

He’s just watching

“Come here Joonie”, I call holding my hand to him

He comes over, taking my hand, going behind me

When I put his hands on my body, he starts touching me everywhere, moaning softly

Leaning my head against his shoulder, he bends down, his lips on mine

He slides his tongue in and I just enjoy the feeling of kissing him

He’s a good kisser

Not as good as Yoongi but then no one compares to Yoongi

Not for me

Again, I’m a fucking idiot

Hobi moves down, putting his mouth on my nipple and sucking

“Mmmm”, I moan in Namjoon’s mouth

Hobi’s other hand plays with my other nipple, while one of Namjoon’s hands slides all the way down my body

He touches me, making me moan again

He starts playing with my clit and it feels so fucking good

Hobi switches to my other nipple licking, sucking and biting as Namjoon slides his fingers inside

“Fuck”, I moan when he starts moving them in and out

“So wet”, he moans in my ear

His fingers brush against the spot inside that drives me crazy

“Shit”, I yell my legs buckling

Namjoon and Hobi instantly put their arms around me holding me up

“There Jo? You want me to touch there?”, Namjoon teases

“Yes, Joonie. Yes”

“Ok, whatever you want”

His fingers move harder, making me so wet, getting me so close

“C'mon Jo, cum on my fingers”, Namjoon moans

Hobi sucks on my nipple just as Namjoon’s fingers hit my spot

“Fuck fuck”, I yell, tightening on Namjoon’s fingers, coming all over them

My legs give out but they’re still holding me up

Hobi drops down to his knees

His tongue licks me, just as Namjoon pulls out his fingers

“Fuck Hobi, God”, I shout, his tongue feeling so good

But I wish it was Yoongi’s tongue

Stop it

Yoongi doesn’t care

Stop

Namjoon puts his fingers in his mouth and sucks me off him

“Fucking good, holy shit”, he whispers in my ear

God damn

That’s the second person who told me I taste good

I guess I do?

Hobi moves my legs open more, making me lean more against Namjoon

Hobi sucks on my clit, making me yell in pleasure

“Oh god, oh god”, I yell

Namjoon turns my head, kissing me again, his hands playing with my breasts

My hand goes in Hobi’s hair, pulling

“Fuck yes”, he groans

He just has to keep doing what he’s doing and I’m gonna cum soon

Really soon

“Don’t stop Hobi. Fuck don’t.”

He sucks faster while his tongue glides over my clit

Pleasure washes over me as I orgasm

“Fuck, fuck, fuck”, I shout, feeling so good

Hobi moans in between my legs, turning me on again

Hobi stands up, “You taste fucking amazing”, he tells me

Jesus

I want to make them feel good too, so I start to go on my knees

“Jagi”, I hear Yoongi call me

I look at him

He looks….annoyed?

Why?

He doesn’t care, so what’s with the face?

“I made you cum first remember?”, he asks

He did

I guess he feels like he should get it first

“What do you want Yoongi?”, I ask smirking at him

“You know what I want baby girl”, he answers

I bite my lip and tilt my head a little

It’s drives him crazy when I do that

“You gonna be a good girl and do what I want?”, he demands

I know what he wants when he calls me those names

I guess he wants to show Namjoon and Hobi his dominance?

I don’t know but I’ll always do what he wants, give him what he wants

I love him and I’m such a sucker

“Yes daddy”, I answer

“Fuck me”, Namjoon gasps

I straighten up, walking to him

Yoongi is the shortest of the three and he’s the perfect height for me

Because of course he is

I kiss him, putting my arms around his neck

When he puts his arms around me, pulling me against him, I get so happy

Stupid heart

“I want you baby”

“What do you want? Tell me and your baby will do whatever you want”

“Goddamn”, Hobi exclaims

“You know jagi. Stop playing”

I nod, “Daddy wants his baby girl’s mouth on his cock”

“Mother of god”, Namjoon whispers

“Yeah jagi”, Yoongi answers

I nod, then kiss him again

I kiss his neck, then his shoulder, trailing kissing down his body, his skin shivering under my lips

I love that I’m making him feel like that

The lower I kiss, the lower I go until I’m on my knees

Kissing down his cock, I pull him in my mouth when I get to his head

“Fuck”, he moans

I start bobbing my head on him, just feeling him in my mouth

I can’t believe I actually love it

It’s insane

I just love him, all of him

I’m such a loser

I slide down more on his cock, until he’s all in my mouth

I wasn’t able to do this when I first started having sex with him

But we’re together all the time and I love giving him blow jobs

So now I can put all of his huge cock in my mouth and throat without it bothering me

He loves it and I do it for him

Like I said, I’m stupid, so whipped for him

“Good baby. You’re such a good girl”, he moans

Moving back and forth, I suck and lick him all over

I pull back until just his head is in my mouth, then I start licking his sensitive underside where he loves it

Just like I have a spot, this is his

He can cum so quickly if I keep licking him there

“Oh Jesus, fuck”, Yoongi whimpers, “Jagi….ccc…can I…”

I nod

He puts his hand in my hair and pulls me on his cock, until he’s all in again

He starts moving his hips, fucking my mouth

He feels good going in and out of my throat

I don’t know when this became pleasurable for me but it is

It’s so hot, turning me on so much

His pleasure turns me on

I can cum from this and honestly I’m almost there

“Baby girl…I….are you?”, he pants

Nodding, he slides all in again, coming hard, making me shake and cum too, screaming on his cock

His cum fills my throat and mouth, tasting so fucking good

I swallow over and over, while he still moves, yelling

“Fuck jagi, oh my god, yes”

When he’s done, he slides out and I swallow again, making sure I got everything

Yoongi takes my hands, pulling me up

He kisses my cheeks, over and over, “My good girl”, he murmurs

I lay my head on his shoulder, feeling tired, his arms around me, running his fingers in my hair

“Did she just cum from blowing you?”, Hobi yelps

Yoongi turns to him, smirking, “Yeah”

“What? How? What?”, Namjoon questions

Yoongi shrugs, “I don’t know. It just happened once and since then it happens almost every single time”

“She’s fucking amazing”, Hobi says looking at me with lust in his eyes, “Can I have her?”

I stare at Yoongi, willing him to say something, say that he wants me now and they can leave

Yoongi stiffens but all he says is, “Ask her”

I’m disappointed again

I wish he’d say no

“Can I have you Jo?”

Looking at Yoongi, I see a look of indifference on his face

It’s like a knife to my heart

I look back at Hobi

“Yes”

Fuck Yoongi

If I’m just a sex toy to him, then I don’t need to worry about him

Leaving Yoongi’s side I go to Hobi, immediately kissing him

He kisses me back, his tongue going in my mouth right away

Pulling away, I take his hand and lead him to the couch Yoongi has in the studio

Pushing him down, he sits while I climb on him

“You want it Hobi?”, I ask, smiling at him

“I want you”, he answers

Slowly I sink down his cock, making him moan

Fuck he feels good

He’s big, but not as thick as Yoongi

No one feels as good as Yoongi

Sliding up and down his cock, he yells in pleasure, arms around me, his face in my neck

Moving faster, pleasure runs through me. I put my arms around his neck, my hand sliding in the back of his hair

“Fuck you feel so good. So fucking tight”, he moans

Hobi’s hands slide to my hips and he starts slamming me up and down his cock

“Fuck”, I yell, the pleasure increasing, “Hobi fuck”

He goes harder, his cock slamming into my spot

“Oh god! Shit. There Hobi. Fuck there”

“Ok Jo. Whatever you want”, he moans

“I want more!”, I yell

He moves from my neck, biting his lip as he moves me faster, over and over and over again

I’m right there, just one more

I get slammed down again, losing it

“Hoseok!”, I scream, exploding all over him, my legs shaking

“Oh my fucking god! Oh fuck”, he shouts, keeping me on him as he cums, “Holy shit, yes!”

When we both finish, I collapse on him, so fucking tired and sleepy

Hobi holds me in his arms, kissing my face

“Jo, can I have you too? Please?”, Namjoon begs

I’m tired but I can’t say no

I gave it to Hobi, it won’t be fair to Namjoon

And I do want him

“Yes Joonie”

I feel myself being lifted off Hobi and onto Namjoon’s cock

He goes in so easily, feeling good

He’s big too, thicker than Hobi

“Fucking hell, she’s so tight. How is she this tight?”, he moans

“I don’t know but she feels so good”, Hobi agrees

He puts my arms around his neck

“Hold on Jo. I’m gonna fuck you good”

I smile at him, then lean in and kiss him

He kisses me back, while he leans back, keeping me sitting up

He puts his hands on my hips, then thrusts up into me

“Fuck!”, I yell getting so much more wet

“Fuck she just soaked my cock”, Namjoon moans

Namjoon keeps thrusting up and soon I’m bouncing on his cock because of it

My breasts jiggle hard from how hard he’s fucking me

“God yes, yes, Namjoon!”, I yell

I suddenly see Yoongi sit down next to Namjoon, watching me

Looking upset

But the pleasure Namjoon is giving me is taking over and I don’t care

All I want is to cum

And sleep after

“Joonie..”, I whine

“Yeah Jo?”

“I wanna cum Joonie. Make me”

“I will Jo. Don’t worry, I will”

He thrusts up, so hard, pleasure exploding over me

“Joonie, fuck, Namjoon!”, I shout, climaxing again

I lost count of how many times I came

But it still feels so good

“Jesus Jo. Fuck”, he moans, orgasming too

I climb off him and lay down, which happens to be on Hobi’s lap. His hand goes in my hair, running his fingers through it

I love it

Playing with my hair can put me to sleep in under a minute

I close my eyes, breathing hard

I feel Namjoon and Hobi’s cum leaking out of my cunt

Like a slut

I’m too tired to move right now

Then I feel a tissue on me cleaning up everything

It’s a little embarrassing having someone do that

I don’t want to open my eyes to see whose doing it

Then I’m picked up and put on Yoongi

He’s half sitting, half laying on the couch and my head lands perfectly on his chest

“You tired jagi?”, Yoongi asks, kissing my cheek and moving my hair from my face

I am but I want Yoongi

We weren’t together yet and I want him

So much

I nod, “But I want you Yoongi.”

“Yeah baby? You sure you’re not too tired?”

I shake my head

I’m never too tired for Yoongi

“Ok jagi. I’ll help you sit on daddy’s cock baby girl.”

He lifts me a little, moving himself right there

Then he pushes me down on him

I sigh in pleasure when he’s inside, so happy he’s there

My muscles automatically tighten on him, keeping him in

I love having Yoongi inside my pussy

He’s perfect, filling me so good

Sex has never felt so good as it does with him

It sounds stupid, but he has the perfect cock

“Good girl Jo. Always tight and wet for daddy”

I nod, moving my head and laying it on his shoulder, my face buried in his neck, smelling the scent that is only Yoongi

I feel him thrust up causing pleasure to explode everywhere, making me moan

“Feels good baby?”, he asks

I nod

“Good. You feel so good too”

He keeps thrusting harder and harder the more he moves

His arms are around me, holding me to him while he runs his fingers up and down my back

I shiver from his touch

Yoongi always knows how to make me feel good and I’m close again

“Good girl baby. I feel you getting tighter. Is my baby gonna cum on daddy’s cock?”

I moan and nod

“Good baby. You know how much I love when you cum on me”, he murmurs

He snaps his hips up again, hitting the right place

I moan his name so loudly when I cum on him

Yoongi’s breathing gets faster, “Yes baby. Fuck, it feels so good”

When I finish, Yoongi asks, “Baby, can you bounce on daddy’s cock? Please, for me?”

“Yes”, I agree

I’ll never say no to Yoongi, because I love him

I sit up and look down at Yoongi

He’s looking at me, biting his lip, hands running all over my body

“You’re so fucking beautiful Joanne. So perfect. My perfect girl”

Happiness bursts in my dumb heart

“Holy shit”, I hear one of the guys whisper

I ignore them and so does Yoongi

I lean down, kissing him, loving his soft lips against mine

Then I sit back up and move

“Fuck. Good girl. My baby always gives me what I want”

“Always Yoongi”, I say softly

I lean back, putting my hands on his thighs, bouncing on him

His cock feels so fucking incredible going in and out

He touches all the right spots without even trying

“Fuck Yoongi, you feel so good.”

“Not as good as you jagi”, he answers

I’m so fucking tight on him, it feels amazing when he pushes through

I squeeze harder making him gasp

“Fuck baby, yes”

Slamming down on him, my body shakes and cums again

“Daddy! Fuck daddy!”, I moan, ecstacy exploding all over me

“Good girl, my good girl. Fuck, so tight”, he yells, “Don’t stop baby girl”

He starts thrusting up again, slamming right into my spot

“Fuck!”, I scream

His fingers play with my clit while he keeps pounding my spot

“Yes! Keep coming baby. Scream my name baby. I want to hear you”

“Yoongi I-”

“You can”, he demands, “I need it baby. Please, I need you”

“Fff…ffffuuu…”, I struggle to speak as my body shakes violently against the ecstasy

“Now baby. Give it to me. Now!”, he pleads

He hits my spot right when his fingers flick my clit

Stars burst in my vision as I cum so hard

I feel Yoongi’s arms go around me, keeping me from falling over

“Yes Jo, yes. I love it jagi. So much”

When I finish, Yoongi moves, putting me on my back on the couch

Hobi and Namjoon scramble to get up

Yoongi puts my legs around him and starts moving slowly

Pleasure blinds me for a second and when my vision comes back into focus, I see Yoongi’s beautiful face

He’s smiling at me, then leans down, his lips on mine in a gentle kiss

“Mine”, he whispers, running his fingers in my hair

I nod, my arms going around his neck

“Only mine?”, he asks

Is he…jealous?

“Yes, just yours”, I answer

The smile that bursts on his face takes my breath away

He’s so beautiful

“Mine?”, I whisper back

He nods, “Always”

He moves harder making everything feel so amazing

He’s sweating, his skin wet against mine

I don’t care, I love feeling him on me

He’s everything

I’m getting close again from his slow but deep strokes, his pelvis rubbing against my clit each time

“Yoongi”, I moan

“Wait baby girl. Please. Wait for me”, he asks

He’s never asked that before

He usually cums after I do

But I’m not going to say no

“Ok baby”, I answer

Yoongi kisses my neck, moving faster, my pussy throbbing so hard around his perfect cock

“Jagi”, he whispers after a minute

“Yeah, baby?”, I ask

“Yeah”

I stop holding back and just let go

Fireworks go off in my vision when I orgasm, shaking under him and holding him inside tightly

“Yoongi, oh, my Yoongi”, I moan

Yoongi cums at the exact moment I do

I can feel him while he does, his cock throbbing, his warm cum filling me perfectly

And fuck, it feels so good

“My jagi, my baby girl. My Joanne”, he moans too, kissing my neck and shoulders

We both grip each other so tightly to one another while orgasming together

This is the first time that’s ever happened to me with anyone

I love it

I love that it’s with Yoongi

I want to tell him I love him so much but I won’t

I can’t

I’m not ruining our friendship

I know he was saying sweet things to me but it was during sex and he could of just said it in the moment

I can’t take the chance of asking him and ruining everything

Of getting my heart crushed

So I just lay with him on me, in my arms listening to him breathing

I close my eyes, so tired from all the orgasms I had

I’m half asleep when Yoongi moves

“Huh?”, I groggily say

“Shh Jo. It’s ok. You can sleep. I still have to finish a few songs so you can sleep. I’ll be here with you”

I nod, listening but ready to pass out

I feel a blanket being put on me, then Yoongi’s lips on mine in a quick kiss

I hear him talking, to Hobi and Joonie I guess, before I fall asleep

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Yoongi POV

I put the blanket I always keep here for her on her, then kiss her lips gently

My poor baby is so tired

I grab the pillow I keep here for her too

Gently lifting her head, I put the pillow under her head

She’s in such a deep sleep already, she doesn’t wake up when I move her

I take a second to look at her gorgeous face, running my fingers in her hair a few times

I can’t help but smile watching her

When I stand and turn around, Hobi and Namjoon are staring at me in absolute shock

I roll my eyes

“Put your fucking clothes on”, I snap, walking past them to my own clothes

Once I have my clothes on, I sit in my chair, looking at my computer screen

“We can talk about the song now. She’s really tired so she’s not going to wake up”

“Yoongi”, I hear Namjoon say, “Do you-”

“Yes”, I cut him off

“Does she..”

“No and I’m not going to tell her”, I answer

“Why?”

“Because I can’t handle the rejection she’s going to give me and I’m not going to ruin our friendship”

I don’t want to talk about this

It’s not gonna happen so I just need to forget

“Yoongi, I uh, I think she loves you too”, Hobi says

I snort, “Of course she loves me. I’m her best friend”

“No I mean like the way you love her”

I wish

But she doesn’t

If she did, she wouldn’t have slept with him and Namjoon

“No she doesn’t”

“Yes she does”, Namjoon replies

“No”

“Yoongi she does. You don’t notice it but I do. It’s the way she looks at you. The way you two were together. Like there’s nobody else in the world except you two. Trust me she loves you”

I wish I could but I can’t

I know she doesn’t love me

“Drop it. She doesn’t and that’s it. Talk about the song or leave”, I snap

“Fine but your being blind and stupid”, Namjoon snap

Whatever

They stay for half an hour talking about the song, our parts, the lyrics, the music

“Yoongi”, she murmurs

“Shit we woke her up”, Namjoon says

“Yoongi, no, I don’t want the dinosaur”, she mutters

I can’t help but smile

She’s fucking adorable

“What?”, Hobi asks confused

“She talks in her sleep”, I answer

“She what? Really?”, Namjoon asks

I nod, “Yeah, she’s been doing it since we were kids. Scared the shit out of me the first time it happened”

“That’s…kind of creepy”, Hobi states

I glare at him, “No it’s not. It’s cute. She’s always talking about dumb things like dinosaurs, pokemon, food. It’s cute to listen to. And she doesn’t do it as much as she used to”

“No dinosaur. I want…I want…”, she trails off, then is silent again while she sleeps

I love listening to her talk in her sleep

And sometimes if I answer her back, she’ll answer too

It’s fun to fuck with her because when she wakes up I tease her about the conversations we had

“Well I guess we should go”, Namjoon says, “You coming back to the dorm?”

I shrug, “I wanna finish this, then I’m gonna take her home. I don’t know if I’m going to come back here”

“Ok we’ll see you tomorrow”, Hobi says, then they leave

I glance over at her

She’s snuggled in the blanket, still asleep

I smile, then go back to work

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I stare at the ceiling thinking about what happened tonight

After the guys left I worked for another hour

Then I brought her home

She wouldn’t wake up, so I dressed her and carried her to her car

I drove her home, changed her into her pjs and put her in her bed

I didn’t want to leave

I just wanted her

I always want her

Sometimes I sleep at the apartment with her if we have sex at night

I know she won’t care if I stay, so I did

I kept my shirt and boxers on, then laid down next to her

And that’s where I am now, laying next to her, holding her and staring at the ceiling

I knew I loved her from months ago but I kept pushing it away

I made myself believe I didn’t

That’s why I said ok to Namjoon and Hobi being with her

But actually seeing her with them pissed me off and made me jealous

Hearing her yell their names when she orgasmed enraged me

I realized how stupid I’ve been

I wanted to rip her off them, tell them she’s mine and kick them out

But I couldn’t

She doesn’t love me, not like that

If she did I don’t think she’d have been with them

I wish she did

She’s everything I could ever want in a girl and more

She’s my best friend, she’s known me our whole lives

She’s seen the worst of me and she’s still here

She helped me with my depression and anxiety, she supported me through everything with BTS

She was there when I had no one

There wouldn’t be any awkwardness, no getting to know you, no shyness, no waiting or wondering if I’d say or do the wrong thing

She knows me completely, inside and out

And I know her the same way

I’m one hundred percent sure she’s perfect for me

And I’m perfect for her

If only she loved me too

All these thoughts are running through my mind when she starts moving around

She always wakes me up with how much she moves but I never get mad

“I don’t want to”, she mumbles, talking in her sleep again

I laugh and decide to fuck with her a bit

“Don’t want to what Jo?”

“Don’t want you. I want him”

Jealousy flares through me

Him?

Who him?

“Uh who Jo?”

“Him”

“Him who?”, I ask

She turns in my arms, facing me, still asleep

How she can sleep through all this moving and talking I don’t know

It’s kinda worse tonight than it’s usually been

Just when I think she’s fully back asleep, she speaks again

“Yoongi. I want Yoongi”

Me?

She wants me?

“Not you. Yoongi”

Who the hell is she talking to in her dream?

“Why do you want Yoongi?”, I ask her, feeling dumb saying my own name

She murmurs something I can’t hear

“What Jo?”

“I love Yoongi, not you ”

My heart stops

She….no she can’t

And I can’t trust what she’s saying now anyway

“You love Yoongi?”, I ask again

“Yeah..I..I..”, she trails off, breathing evenly again

I don’t know what to think

Does she love me?

Or is it just a dream?

“Love Yoongi”, she mutters

I look down at her to see if she’s playing around and she’s really awake but she’s not

She’s dead asleep

So I take a chance and ask her, “So why don’t you tell him?”

“No…he doesn’t…”

“Doesn’t what Jo?”

Why am I asking these questions?

Even if she says what I want her to say, she probably won’t remember it in the morning

“Doesn’t love me���

“Yes I do Jo, I love you so much”, I blurt

"And the dinosaurs. Want the dinosaurs"

She snuggles closer to me but doesn’t say anything else

How am I supposed to sleep now?

All I’m going to be thinking about is what she said

I sigh, preparing for an all nighter and pulling her closer to me

--------------------------------

I feel fingers running through my hair

It feels good

When I open my eyes, her beautiful face is in my vision

She smiles at me, “Hi Yoongi. I’m sorry I woke you up. You can go back to sleep”

Just looking at her smiling at me, fills me with love

“I love you”, I blurt

Shit

Why?

My stupid mouth has to run before I can get fully awake

Her smile fades and she raises an eyebrow

Might as well tell her

“I love you so much Jo. I want you. I want you to be mine. Just mine”

She sits up

I do too, facing her

“But Yoongi…if you love me…then why didn’t you say no to Hobi and Namjoon when they asked to be with me? You looked like you didn’t care at all. I kept waiting for you to say no the whole time but you didn’t. How can you love me when you let your friends be with me too?”, she asks looking upset

What?

She was waiting for me to say no?

“I….I”, I trail off

Why didn’t I say no?

I mean I know why I didn’t the first time but the second time Hobi asked to have sex with her I knew I loved her but I didn’t say no

I should of said no

“I….I made myself believe I didn’t love you. That’s why I said ok the first time they asked. But after watching you with them, I was so angry and jealous. I finally accepted that I was in love with you. But I didn’t think you felt like that for me and I couldn’t tell you what to do. So I didn’t say anything. I wanted to say no so much and I should have but I didn’t”

“Yes you should have because I love you too Yoongi”, she says

“You do?”, I ask, hoping she’s serious

She nods, “When you didn’t say no and looked like you couldn’t careless, I just went with it. It hurt that you didn’t care and I figured if you did you wouldn’t let it happen. But you didn’t stop anything so I just went with them. If you would of said anything, if you would of told me you didn’t want me to be with them, I wouldn’t have done it. I just wanted you. I always just want you”

I’m such a fucking idiot

I had her the whole time but I didn’t know

And she was telling the truth last night

“I kept looking at you hoping you’d say no or stop everything but you never did. You…you looked like you couldn’t give a fuck”

I should of paid attention

I should of noticed her looking at me

I should of read her face

Fuck, I’m stupid

“I did care Jo. I do. But I thought you didn’t love me because I thought you wouldn’t be with them if you loved me.”, I explain

“I do love you Yoongi. So fucking much. You’re the only person I’ve ever fallen in love with.”, she says, her eyes averting to the wall

“You’re the only person I’ve fallen in love with too. And I’m happy about it. I always thought I’d be terrified of being in love but I’m not. Because it’s with you.”

“So now what? I already slept with your friends. No one wants a slut for a girlfriend”, she sighs

She didn’t just call herself that did she?

No fucking way

She’s the furthest thing from a slut

“Joanne, you’re not-”

“Yes Yoongi. I fucked three guys last night one right after the other. That’s what a slut does.”

I gently move her face so she’s looking at me

“Don’t you ever fucking call yourself that again. Do you hear me? You are not a slut. I never want to hear that word or anything like it when it comes to you. Ok?”, I demand

I never want her to think that about herself

She’s no where near a slut

She’s my everything

She’s still looking at me, “Ok Yoongi”

“Jo, look last night happened ok and we can’t change it. I don’t care about it. All I care about is right now. I want you so much. I promise I’ll treat you like my princess because you are. You’re my everything, you have been for awhile. You said you just want me, well I just want you. Only you. Please be mine”, I ask

She nods, “Yeah Yoongi. As long as you’re mine too, I’ll be yours”

“Yeah Jo. I’m yours. Just yours, I promise”

“Ok Yoongi”, she smiles, taking my breath away

Leaning to her, my lips touch hers, her arms going around my neck

Gently pushing her back, she lays down and I hover over her, just kissing her

I move down to her neck, just feeling her soft skin under my lips

“God, I love you so much”, I murmur against her skin

“I love you so much too Yoongi”, she answers

I know I’ll never get tired of hearing her say that

“Yoongi”, she moans

“Yeah baby?”

“I want you”

“Again jagi? Yesterday wasn’t enough?”, I tease

“Never Yoongi. I can never get enough of you”

Fuck me, she’s the best

I’m so lucky I have her

“Good baby. Because I want you all the time”, I answer

I pull her pj shorts down, getting them off in a second

I feel her hands pulling down my boxers, so I help her get them off

“I need you now Yoongi”, she moans

Fuck, she’s turning me on so much

Opening her legs, I thrust inside, both of us yelling at the same time from the fucking amazing feeling

Leaning over her, I kiss her again and start moving

“Yes Yoongi, fuck”, she yells

I absolutely love how much she loves me inside her

She pulls my shirt and rips it off me

Still moving, I pull her up, taking her shirt off immediately

“You’re so fucking sexy Jo. Fuck I love looking at you”

She blushes

“Baby, you’re beautiful. Don’t think otherwise”, I tell her

“Ok baby”, she says softly

I feel myself getting close

I wanna cum with her like last night

That was the best orgasm I ever had because it was with her

The girl I love

So I hold back, moving harder into her, making her tight little pussy cream my cock good

She’s so beautiful, just looking up at me

Her hands are running all over my back, feeling so good, loving her touching me

“Yoongi!”, she moans, right there

“Baby”, I whisper, thrusting again

“Fuck Yoongi”, she screams, tightening on me so much, her body shaking under me when she cums

As soon as she starts, I let go, coming at the same time

“Joanne, Joanne, Joanne!”, I scream, just feeling the pure pleasure she’s giving me

“Oh my god, oh my god”, she shouts

“Holy shit, fuck, fuck”, I yell

Jesus Christ, it’s fucking amazing

When we both finish, I lay on her, not able to move

My head is on her chest and I hear her heartbeating rapidly

I kiss her right where I hear her heart and her arms tighten around me

She starts running her fingers in my hair, feeling so good

“What are you doing today?”, she asks me, “Were you able to finish the songs last night?”

I shake my head

“Not all of them”

“Oh ok. So you’re gonna do that, then practice right? You wanna come here after?”, she asks

She’s crazy if she thinks she’s not coming with me today

“What do you mean? You’re coming with me today right?”, I ask

“I am?”

“Yea. I don’t wanna be without you. I want you with me. If you want.”

“Yes, I want to. I didn’t know if you wanted me to go today”, she says

“Of course I want you too. You’re my girlfriend. I want you with me all the time”

“Ok Yoongi. I’m good with that”, she answers

“Good baby. I love you”

“I love you too Yoongi”

I smile at her, pulling her into a kiss

I’m so happy, I got the girl of my dreams

[outeremissary]

I'm so lost in the sauce on my durge that I kinda forget there's supposed to be a video game attached sometimes tbh

[vaguely-concerned]

Can you imagine how funny long-running feuds among the Idols must be across the ages, though. Every time the person you’re arguing with passes on into another body you just have to stand there tapping your foot impatiently and wait a couple of years for the last three thousand years of interpersonal slights and drama to load in for them so you finally can go “AND ANOTHER THING — ” without being met only with a blank stare

[kuromi-hoemie]

feel like I've genuinely spent at least a quarter of my day too horny to think. i was going to do some kind of art today but I've been thinking about the boy...