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um um hiii! im like literally in l o v e with ur writing, especially the diluc and kaeya stories (im such a simp omg) and was wondering if you could do some more diluc x reader x kaeya nsfw—

ofc you can ignore this but ty if you consider it!! stay hydrated and safe ily <3

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diluc x f!reader x kaeya (NSFW)

6.5k words • ~40 min. read

summary: after a tense night at the tavern, kaeya accidentally forgets his belongings and comes back to see you and diluc having an intimate moment – or maybe it wasn’t an accident...

warnings: slight degradation, a lot of jealousy!! drama!!

notes: reader is in a relationship with diluc beforehand just to switch things up a little from my last fic! also this fic favors diluc a lot more so diluc simps come get your juice ;D thanks for waiting anon ily too <3 i’m so sorry this took so long T_T

SPENDING WEEKEND NIGHTS AT THE TAVERN was not uncommon for you. In fact, whether you were in the mood to drink or not, one of the main reasons you frequently visited the bar was to keep Diluc company, who greatly appreciated the effort you put into making sure he didn’t feel alone while he worked. Evenings with the two of you were often spent idly chatting while he served drinks, which surely kept his spirits up throughout the longer and busier nights. Customers usually commented about how Diluc always seemed to have a grin on his face when you were around, unlike some other nights where his deadpan expression often intimidated the people of Mondstadt and subsequently intimidated the customers themselves.

That didn’t stop business from booming, of course. As long as the alcohol was good and quickly served, customers couldn’t care less about how intimidating Diluc could be. Neither would they care about how he would sneak some free drinks to your seat across the bar if you asked for it, or how he would shyly rest his hand on top of yours if the night was slow and no one was paying attention.

In the end, on weekend nights when you were sitting in your favorite seat at the bar that was conveniently never taken no matter how busy the night was (or maybe not so convenient, since Diluc always made sure to secretly reserve it when the weekend rolled around), people knew never to bother the two of you. After all, on nights when Diluc was happy, he gave spectacular service to bargoers, who decidedly took advantage of this hospitality and thus visited Angels Share more often knowing the atmosphere was better if you were there.

But of course, as soon as a certain blue haired customer walked into the establishment to take his long awaited night off of the week, Diluc couldn’t help but shake his head at you and sarcastically remark, “Well, here comes trouble...”

“What, are you not happy to see me, brother?” After placing his belongings down, Kaeya took his seat next to you and shot you a friendly grin to briefly acknowledge your presence. “I’ve been coming here after work almost every night for so long – have you finally gotten tired of me already?”

Diluc rolled his eyes and began making a Death After Noon for his brother, already knowing the specific bittersweet flavor he likes without Kaeya needing to ask. “Come to think of it, it’s about time I take off that family discount of yours, I’ve been too nice to you these past months.”

Kaeya crossed his arms as he leaned forward on the counter with a scoff. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means I need financial compensation for the headache that you induce whenever you’re in the same vicinity as me,” Diluc joked as he finished making the drink then set it in front of Kaeya, who took the glass with a pout and turned to face you.

“You hear this guy? Financial compensation... as if he needs it, being the richest jerk in all of Mondstadt to date.”

“Watch your tone, idiot,” Diluc snapped back as he turned to serve another awaiting customer.

There was no doubt that the two seemed to get along quite well as of late. At first it was almost as if they were both trying to impress you by showing you that they could be nice to each other as per your request, but as time passed, competition turned into a slow realization of having genuine concern for each other, and the brothers have been on the road to reconciliation ever since. Even when Diluc ended up being the one to completely sweep you off your feet and steal your heart, Kaeya never showed any opposition and even encouraged your relationship. “Despite everything, you truly deserve her, ‘Luc,” you overheard him reassure Diluc months ago after admitting defeat in their competition.

There was no doubt that you loved Diluc more than anything. He provided you with everything you could ever ask for, from emotional support and material things to overwhelming satisfaction in the bedroom. But at the back of your mind, especially on slightly tipsy nights such as this one, lies a certain lingering thought about that certain blue haired brother. Was it so bad to fantasize about being pressed between the two? Was it so bad to imagine the feeling of being fondled and manhandled by both of them at the same time? Was it so bad to be at least curious about being shared between the two?

You took a sip of your free drink as you stared blankly at the dents on the wooden counter.

Maybe it is bad, you thought.

After all, if Diluc mentioned that he wanted a threesome with someone else, you wouldn’t exactly be ecstatic about it.

That’s why you would never mention these fantasies to either of them, despite trusting them both with all of your secrets after being close with them for so long. You were scared of how Diluc would react to your curiosity. You were scared he would get the wrong impression and that your relationship would come tumbling down as a consequence of your little fantasy.

Maybe it is bad.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Kaeya snapping his fingers in front of your face. His head was tilted to the side as if he were trying to meet your downturned gaze. “Hey. Did I lose you? What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

“I was just lost in thought,” you ignored the subtle compliment and averted your eyes from the counter to look at Kaeya’s face, the shadows of the dimly lit tavern casting on him at the perfect angle to show off his features. You had to admit he was handsome - hell, all of Mondstadt surely thought so too. You glanced around nervously looking for Diluc to see a glimpse of his fiery hair heading up the stairs to the second floor, presumably to serve a table. He was understaffed today, you remember him saying.

“What were we talking about again?” you asked Kaeya, a little dazed and confused, overwhelmed by the reality of the moment. The clinking of glasses throughout the tavern, the bard playing the lyre in the corner, and the large group of rowdy men at a nearby table flooded your senses, leaving you a bit dizzy with no help at all from the alcohol. He simply laughed, gazing down as he swirled his own drink in his glass then met your eyes once more.

“I was asking how you and Diluc have been,” his sharp stare contrasted with his soft grin as the currently sober man turned his stool to completely face you. There was intention in his eyes, but you couldn’t exactly pinpoint what those intentions were. “I know he doesn’t like to catch up with small talk so I don’t like to bother asking him about what’s new.”

With the heel of your boot you decided to turn your stool to face him as well. Your knees were less than an inch away from touching his, which made you internally flustered given the fantasy you were just thinking about. You tried your best to keep your eyes on his face, ignoring his exposed skin just under his neck. He tilted his head back and took a sip of his drink then continued. “Besides, I enjoy talking to you more than him anyway.”

You could see right through him in this moment. Or at least, you thought you could. Maybe you were overthinking it, but you swore you could see his sapphire eyes slowly trail from your eyes down your body all the way to your grazing knees then dart back up again.

Maybe it was bad. Maybe it was the lighting.

“We’ve been doing good,” you nodded, studying his face more. “He’s been a lot happier recently since the two of you have been getting along more. Don’t tell him I told you that, though,” you leaned in slightly with a wink.

Kaeya let out a low chuckle at that and looked down at his glass again, taking a moment to form his next words. With a nod, he let out a sigh of relief. “That’s great. You’ve been looking a lot happier too, I can tell.”

“Oh? How exactly can you tell? We haven’t seen each other in a while,” you crossed your legs, feeling defensive, which accidentally brushed his in the process. You quietly apologized and he slightly lifted his hand up to excuse you.

“Oh, it’s nothing too crazy. It’s just the glow in your face and the pep in your step when I see you on the streets while I’m out patrolling. Seems like Diluc’s got one happy girl,” he tilted his head back for another sip, and for a moment, you saw his genial smile drop as he set his glass back down on the counter. But as quickly as he let go of his façade , he quickly masked his intentions again with a chuckle.

He seemed a little jealous, you thought. But before you could fully form a thought around that idea, Diluc came back with a tray in hand, empty glasses and mugs balancing on top of his palm. He carefully placed each of them into the sink and got to work on washing then drying them.

“How have you been, Kaeya?” he said with his back turned towards you both, “You weren’t flirting with my [Y/N] while I was gone, were you?”

“How could I do such a thing?” Kaeya huffed, seemingly offended. “Put some more faith in me, brother.”

Diluc turned around with a glass in hand, drying it with a rag and initially focusing his attention on Kaeya. You watched as the two stared at each other across the bar for a few moments, the air suddenly getting thicker as they both emanated a strange seriousness, almost as if they were arguing telepathically. Diluc’s intense stare burned into Kaeya’s cold expression, his arms tensing up so much that you thought he was going to break the glass in his hands. It was a little scary to witness how quickly the mood could change in only a few minutes, and feeling a little uncomfortable, you decided to stand up and make your way to the second floor balcony for some fresh air, away from the loud atmosphere of the main room and even further away from whatever random feud the brothers sparked up tonight.

The crisp air was meditative. It was soothing to stand on the balcony, leaning over the rail and staring into the night sky, letting your mind wander. Your days were often bustling with work and interacting with people so it was very rare to have a moment like this to yourself. At first, you figured it would be best to go back downstairs – after all, it had been a week since you’ve talked to Kaeya and it would be nice to catch up with your friend. But you weren’t sure why the mood was suddenly so tense, especially since nothing had really happened and as much as you knew how Diluc was protective over you, you felt like he was overreacting.

As you took slow sips of your drink, savoring the taste and gazing upon the night life of Mondstadt below, seconds turned into minutes, then minutes turned into an hours, and soon the moon had settled into the midnight sky and the tavern was nearing its closing time. You hadn’t realized that so much time had passed until Kaeya, who was usually the last customer to leave the tavern, whistled towards you from below as he was walking home, waving to get your attention then finally turning away and bidding farewell.

“Darling,” you heard a familiar voice behind you as you were waving back to Kaeya, “Did I do something to upset you?”

You turned to see a clearly apologetic Diluc standing in the balcony doorway, his arms crossed and hair messily thrown up into a ponytail. “Why didn’t you come back inside? We were waiting for you,” he quietly asked as he slowly approached you.

He placed his hands on your waist and pressed his forehead against yours while rubbing small circles into your sides with his thumbs. You pressed a soft kiss to his lips which he gladly returned with several more gentle kisses across your face, humming slowly and patiently waiting for your response.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Diluc. I really just needed some fresh air. I’ve felt a little overwhelmed all night and didn’t notice how much time passed,” you muttered.

You were telling half the truth.

You didn’t want to admit that you thought Diluc was being a little overdramatic, and you certainly didn’t want to tell him that you were overwhelmed with the thought of being touched by him and his brother at the same time. Some things are better left unsaid.

Maybe that was bad. Maybe white lies were okay, only for now.

He pressed one last kiss to your forehead before nodding as he processed your words. “Let’s get you warmed up back inside, you must have been freezing out here.”

“I didn’t think this is what you meant by getting warmed up,” you softly giggled in between passionate kisses as his bare, warm hands traveled up your top to eventually pull the entire damned thing off. He tossed it off to the side mindlessly before unbuttoning his own uniform top and letting it drape next to yours over the bar stool it landed on.

“I’ve had a long night,” he trailed the kisses down to your neck, gently biting enough to only leave subtle marks and murmuring against your skin. He lifted you up onto the counter to get better leverage over you, slowly spreading your legs apart then continuing the kisses down your collarbone. “And you look so beautiful tonight, I can’t help myself.”

“Just make it quick, okay?” you nervously looked at the window behind him which allowed the moonlight to illuminate the already darkened bar but also allowed anyone who felt like peering in to clearly see the two of you getting touchy in the tavern. You let him press up against you regardless, feeling his bulge grind against your clothed hips desperately. “What if someone sees?” you whispered, teasing him with the idea of getting interrupted and caught, which you knew annoyed him to the core.

“Good,” he paused for a moment to look up at you, his hungry eyes burning into your memory. “Let them see that you’re clearly mine.”

Your heart throbbed at this sudden possessiveness and with a naughty smirk, you decided to give up the innocent act. With a few swift movements, the rest of your clothes were ripped off until you were half naked, the only remaining bit of modesty you had being the underwear that clinged to your skin until Diluc eventually pulled that off too, exposing you fully to him.

“So beautiful,” he sighed as he kneeled down in front of you, pulling your hips towards him then pinning your knees to the counter as he lowered his head to your aroused cunt. “And all mine.”

You couldn’t help but let out quiet, staggered breaths as he immediately wrapped his lips around your clit, gently sucking and nibbling on the sensitive nub as his eyes remained glued to yours. “All y-yours,” you reaffirmed, which made him hum in appreciation.

He had never considered fucking you in the tavern before, especially since he rarely had the establishment all to himself for a shift, but just this once, he was happy he was understaffed tonight. All the frustrations he had endured this evening, from the annoying table on the main floor to bickering with Kaeya about things that didn’t seem to matter anymore led to this very moment where he hungrily licked your wet folds, burying himself into the sound of your hesitant moans and feeling himself harden by the second.

“P-Please fuck me already,” you breathlessly begged, “Please, Diluc, hurry…”

“Cum for me first,” his low voice muttered into your aching cunt, making your legs quiver, “Show me how much you really want it.”

The whine that escaped your throat was suddenly replaced with a gasp as Diluc pushed two fingers into you, immediately setting a quick pace and pressing into your sweet spot. “Cum for me, darling,” he let go of the grip on your leg to stand up and hover over your torso, leaning closer to your face and snaking his free hand up your back. “Be a good girl and cum on my fingers.”

“D-Diluc…!” you whimpered with a pout, which earned a hum of disapproval from him.

“Master Diluc,” he sternly reminded you, shifting his fingers into you quicker, causing your brain to malfunction as you began to tighten around him.

“M-Master…! I’m…!”

“Go on,” he ran his fingers through your scalp and grabbed a handful of hair, leaning down to kiss you and muffle your moans of pleasure as you finally reached your climax, gushing around his fingers and trembling at his touch. You whimpered in his mouth, muscles slightly spasming still as you started to calm down from your high and feel his fingers slowly pull out of you. While keeping his grip on your hair, he let go of the kiss and stuck out his tongue against his fingers, licking your fluids in front of you and smiling in satisfaction.

“Good girl,” he said as he revelled in his favorite taste. You watched as he lapped up all the fluids, the mixture of cum and saliva glimmering on his fingers under the light of the moon through the window.

Speaking of which, you weren’t sure if it was the way you were slightly tipsy or perhaps the heat of the moment deceiving you, but through Diluc’s messy locks and shiny fiingers, you swore you saw a glimpse of a familiar shade of blue through the window. It was unmoving, sure, but it was there nonetheless, and it wasn’t there the last time you looked through the glass.

Maybe it was bad.

Maybe it was Kaeya.

Horror sunk into your chest for a fleeting moment, but you blamed it on the alcohol, and the way you were thinking about Kaeya and Diluc so much within the past few hours. Besides, all the thoughts you were having about the strange color in the window were replaced by the way Diluc unbuttoned his pants with one hand, the other still intertwined in your hair, then freed his cock and let it rest on your stomach as he slowly laid you down across the counter. He pulled you towards him once more so your head could rest on the wood, his hair-tangled hand acting as a cushion while his elbow took its place beside you so he completely caged you in. “Be quiet for me, okay? We don’t want to wake all of Mondstadt this late at night…”

“I’ll be good,” you promised him, letting your hands travel down to feel his length resting on your skin. It had some weight to it as you lifted it, and as if you two were mentally in perfect sync, he pulled his hips back to let you position the tip at your entrance.

Excitement boiled in your stomach as he slowly inched his hips forward, pushing his cock into you little by little, stretching your walls apart by the seams. Your mouth went agape with the sheer stretch alone and fighting the urge to moan had never been more difficult. Instead, the only sounds that filled the silent room was Diluc’s heavy breath as he closed his eyes from the way you wrapped around him so well, the gentle gasps and whimpers from you as he bottomed out and nearly hit your cervix, then the sudden rhythmic slapping of skin as he began to pound into you with no warning.

Your eyes rolled back into your head at the rush of pleasure that came with the rolling of his hips into yours. It was so difficult to keep quiet, so hard not to at least whimper and give tiny moans here and there as he fucked you silly on that bar counter, but he couldn’t care less since he told you to be quiet and expected you to follow suit. You knew that. He instead opted to gently wrap his hand on your throat without applying pressure – simply as a warning.

You couldn’t control your orgasm even if you wanted to. The way he stared into your eyes so desperately while his cock kissed your cervix repeatedly made you lose control so easily, and he took advantage of the way you tightened around him by fucking into you harder. Faster. Deeper.

“You’re so fucking good, darling,” his hazy eyes glanced down to your lips with the intent to lean down for a kiss. “You’re–“

A loud knock on the door startled the two of you enough for Diluc to stop his thrusts and look up towards the source of the noise, a few red strands of hair draping over your face and tickling your cheek. He stared intensely at the door, pushing into you again at snail speed as he waited for an indicator of who was the culprit of the noise.

Another knock sent a jolt up your spine – or maybe it was the way Diluc snapped his hips into you once then slowly pulled back to drag out the pleasure. With a frustrated huff, he decided to tighten the pressure around your neck and pound into you at the relentless speed he set before, quietly shushing you when you initially gasped in surprise.

After one more knock, Diluc lost his patience. It was his greatest pet peeve of interruption becoming a reality. “We’re closed!” his voice boomed loudly so the person on the other side of the door would surely hear him, startling you at the sudden break of silence. Clearly frustrated, he pounded into you faster, chasing his pleasure, knowing that he would need to deal with whoever was bothering the two of you this late at night and wanting to quickly reach his release before then.

“It’s me,” both of your eyes widened at the familiar voice, “I forgot my stuff at my seat, could you let me in real quick?��

Diluc turned his gaze down past your head to see that, as a matter of fact, Kaeya’s belongings were still at his seat from earlier. His eyebrow twitched as he quickly pulled himself off of you, leaving you quietly gasping for air and clenching around nothing.

“Get under the counter,” he whispered so quietly that you just barely heard him, “Don’t move a muscle.”

Following his command, you made you way under the counter, nestling your naked body next to a cabinet of liquor as you watched Diluc button his pants and loosely put his shirt back on, buttoning it while he walked around the bar towards the door. At that point, all you could do was listen to a set of keys jingle as he unlocked the tavern door and a gust of cold air rushed through the entrance, strong enough that you shivered behind the counter and hugged your knees to retain warmth.

“Get your things then get out,” Diluc bluntly greeted Kaeya, who chuckled in response.

“Aw, why the sudden hostility again?” you heard slow footsteps approach the bar, sending your heart racing with anxiety, “And why the disheveled appearance? Oh, let me guess–“

“Get your things. Then get out,” Diluc said more sternly. You could recognize that tone from anywhere. He was furious.

“But let me guess first! Judging by the way the tavern is still a mess, I know you weren’t cleaning up the place just now. And by the way your clothes are so messily put together even though they were so neat and tidy earlier, as well as the sweat on your forehead… Oh, don’t tell me I interrupted something intimate, dear brother!”

You didn’t need to see him to know that Diluc’s jaw was tensed, unable to form a response out of pure annoyance and frustration. And still, Kaeya pressed his buttons.

“You were fucking her real good,” he teased after waiting for a response and getting nothing from Diluc, ”I could hear it from outside the door.”

“I fucking hate you,” was all Diluc could say in response. He didn’t actually mean it, you knew this, but he was beyond irritated.

Kaeya shuffled to grab his belongings by his seat and turned to face the door. But as if he weren’t being petty enough, he reached into his bag for something and suddenly tossed it behind him – his house keys, which landed behind the bar right next to your feet. Your eyes widened at this. You swore you stopped breathing even if you didn’t mean to.

“I think I might have left something behind the counter too, mind if I check?”

The silence that followed was unbearable, even if it only lasted a few seconds. All of the sudden, your heart began to pound out of your chest, not only because of sheer fear and anxiety, but also because of the possibility that Kaeya would see you so vulnerable behind that counter, naked and hugging your knees, waiting for someone to hold you and ‘warm you up.’ Maybe he already did see you through that window. Maybe it wasn’t just your mind playing tricks on you.

“Okay, I’m sorry, Diluc, maybe I’ve gone too far–“

“No,” Diluc interrupted him, “Go ahead. Go get your keys.”

What?

“Seriously?” Kaeya scoffed in disbelief.

What are you doing, Diluc?

“Go on.”

What’s happening?

“‘Luc, I know she’s there, I’m just messing with you–“

“No, Kaeya,” Diluc turned to close the tavern door and lock it, “I know you’ve been eyeing her since the very beginning, even before I came along. I’m not even mad, I just feel sorry for you. I feel sorry that I took away someone you wanted so badly and that you haven’t been able to move on since.”

Diluc took a few steps towards the speechless brother and lowered his voice, still maintaining the same intensity and dragging out his words. “So why don’t you go behind the counter and get your fucking keys? While you’re there, you might as well fuck my girlfriend with me too, since you want her attention so badly.”

The room froze in time, only for a moment. Thoughts began to flood your mind – why would Diluc say that, especially since he was usually very protective over you? Should you refuse to let Kaeya see you, or let it happen? After all, it’s not like you weren’t at least a little bit curious how this situation would unfold...

While you sat in the corner naked and trembling, you held back your breath and listened to Kaeya’s footsteps slowly drag across the wooden floor, the creaking getting closer and closer until he was in your peripheral vision. “Diluc,” he immediately turned away once he saw you sitting there, exposed and cold, then let out a disgruntled sigh.

“Come now, Kaeya,” Diluc stepped in front of him to enter the bar and suddenly grab your arm, lifting you up with no hesitation and making you gasp in embarassment. He pinned your arms behind your back and turned to make you face Kaeya, whose eyes were glued to the opposite wall out of a little bit of respect. “How about we make this a competition, since you seem to love competing so much?”

“Diluc,” you whimpered as you tried to struggle out of his grasp with no success, which you didn’t complain about because a part of you wanted to unravel this situation even further. “Please…”

“Please what, darling?” he muttered into your ear from behind, “Oh, don’t tell me you’ve been pining for him too.”

“N-No, of course not,” you whined, “I just…”

Maybe it was bad.

Maybe it was bad, but you were going to do it anyway.

You pressed yourself against his hips, gently grinding on his erection and letting out small whimpers. Just like Diluc, you hated being interrupted and couldn’t exactly think straight. All of this petty arguing didn’t matter to you, especially since you wanted them both from the beginning either way. In an attempt to admit your secret without explicitly saying it, you mustered up the courage to mutter, “Please, both of you, stop fighting and just… fuck me…”

Diluc tightened his grip around you with a grin, letting out a low scoff. “Slut. I knew you were a slut,” your eyes widened and stomach burned in excitement at the sudden degrading nickname he called you, “I bet you’ve been thinking about something like this for a while, haven’t you?”

You sheepishly nodded as he slowly pushed you back onto the counter, this time laying you on your stomach and bending you over. “I won’t deny that I’ve been thinking about the same thing lately,” he started to unbutton his top again as you raised an eyebrow at this new information. He huffed with annoyance as he unbuttoned his pants and turned his head to the dumbfounded brother across the bar. “Kaeya, either grab your keys and go or stay here and keep her mouth occupied. I’ll let you decide – just make it quick and quit standing there.”

With your head dangling off the counter, you watched as Kaeya slowly turned around to face the two of you, studying the scene for a moment before letting out a deep sigh. As if he finally made a decision, he put down his belongings again, took off his vest, and made his way across the counter, his hips only a foot away from your face. Meanwhile, Diluc had already freed his cock once more, keeping one hand on your restricted arms and using the other to prod your entrance with his tip. The excitement was overwhelming, coursing through your veins as you watched Kaeya slowly unbutton his pants as well with a bit of reluctance.

“Please hurry, Kaeya,” you softly begged, hoping to encourage him to quit holding back since it was obvious he was being overly shy, “Please, I want this so bad…”

“I’m sure you do, darling,” he adopted the pet name from Diluc, “But I like seeing you so needy for me when I’m moving slow like this.”

Letting out an impatient growl, Diluc grabbed onto your hips as he sheathed his cock with your cunt all at once, making you mewl and sigh at the feeling of being full again. He began rolling his hips deeply just as he did before he was so rudely interrupted, never failing to maintain his quick rhythm and making your brain short circuit.

With his slender fingers, Kaeya held your chin in his hand, lifting your face up to look at his and grinning once he saw how your mind was lost as you burned with pleasure. He stared at your flushed cheeks and panting mouth, comparing it to the usual calm and composed demeanor you always seemed to have. He smirked, rubbing a small circle into your chin with his thumb. “So this pretty, helpless face is what Diluc gets to see every single day? I’m very jealous, brother.”

That comment only made Diluc pound into you harder, his weight shifting into his arm to pin you down further. “Cry about it,” he mocked.

Ignoring the comment, Kaeya only pressed his lips together in a pout to tease you, slowly taking out his cock which made your mind boggle at the sheer size of it. He was just as deliciously large as Diluc was, and as he began to stroke it in front of your face, secretly admiring the sight of you being fucked senseless by his brother, you couldn’t help but feel like you were melting in the presence of such dominating forces hovering over you. Without second thought, you left your mouth agape, letting your tongue stick out in a wordless way of telling him you wanted to take him, to satiate your hungry desires that you hid for quite some time now.

“Eager, are we?” Kaeya didn’t seem to ever shut up his teasing, “I was just going to stand here and enjoy the show, but if you really want it that badly…”

One hand on your chin turned into one thumb in your mouth, which you received gratefully nonetheless. He let you suckle sweetly on his finger, cooing at how pathetic you looked drooling all over it when he hadn’t done anything yet. All the while Diluc let go of your folded arms and instead used both hands to firmly grip your ass and pound into you deeper, the sound of slapping skin filling up the room along with his shaky breaths now and then.

A whimper escaped your throat as you looked up at Kaeya’s face, He didn’t need to hear you say the words to know that you were quietly begging for a taste of him by looking at him so innocently, and as such, your wish was his command. He took a step forward to nestle the head of his cock into your mouth, his thumb still on your tongue to make you open up wider and let you salivate over the taste of his skin until he slowly began pushing himself deeper, watching your gag reflex just to find out you were taking him in quite nicely. His heart was aching with jealousy that Diluc was so lucky to have you all to himself, but nonetheless, once he fully bottomed out inside of your throat that he had to remove his finger to fit properly, he saw this as an opportunity to enjoy himself and sighed in pleasurable relief.

Kaeya’s hands found their place on both sides of your head as he slowly fucked your throat, wanting to relish in the feeling of you wrapped so tightly around him, holding back coughs and tears. It was a painfully delightful contrast to the way Diluc was relentlessly abusing your aching hole from the other side of the counter, letting out his pent up frustrations of the night in the form of deep thrusts and shameless pants. Kaeya couldn’t help but leave quiet moans here and there as well while he slowly pushed himself in and out of your mouth, filling your throat up with his entire length just to pull back with a sigh then do it again.

Eventually, Kaeya became more comfortable with picking up the pace, watching as Diluc’s slammed his hips into yours and yearning for a similar feeling. His hands traveled through your scalp, tangling through your hair messily as he leaned in to fuck into your mouth with more intent. You hummed sweetly as Kaeya finally stopped holding back, giving into the pleasure and matching Diluc’s rough pace. The feeling of the two of them ignoring their feud and instead taking out their frustrations on you made your insides twist and knot together knowing that after so long, your fantasies have come to light �� or rather, they came to this dimly lit tavern in the middle of the night.

Diluc was the first to release himself in you, filling your drenched cunt with his seed and controlling his staggering breaths as he fucked you slowly to calm down from his high. It made you needy to hear his low groans in their fullest volume, but you knew that that had to be saved for different circumstances. His fingers that dug into your skin so intensely gently lifted off of you has he wiped the slight sweat off his forehead and simultaneously looked up to watch Kaeya fucking your throat. If he hadn’t been so exhausted from work tonight, he would’ve secretly loved to invite Kaeya for another round, knowing how tightly your cunt wrapped around him the second Kaeya started touching you.

Shortly after, Kaeya finally reached his own release too, letting your nose nestle in his trimmed blue hair as he dumped his cum into your throat unceremoniously. His chest slowly rose and fell with each deep breath he took, trying to control himself as he felt you attempt to swallow his seed while he was still inside you. The feeling drove him crazy and craving for more, but as he averted his gaze from you to look at Diluc on the other side, a wave of regret and jealousy washed over him knowing that this was probably going to leave him off on bad terms with his brother – again.

But much to his dismay, as he slowly pulled out of you, Diluc only laughed. He laughed wholeheartedly as he gently caressed your waist, soothing you while you gasped for air. Kaeya stood there confused on the sudden lightheartedness in the air, tucking himself back into his pants and getting ready to leave as soon as possible, slightly ashamed for indulging in such an impulsive moment of vulnerability for you and Diluc.

“Not so fast,” Diluc spoke the first words after the long period of silence once Kaeya started to pick up his belongings, “You’re forgetting your keys.”

With the help of Diluc, you slowly lifted yourself up to lay on your back, keeping your legs spread and incoherently mewling for more. Diluc only grinned at this, shushing you with a gentle look and caressing your thigh as he briefly saw his cum pooling on the counter. Kaeya nervously glanced at you before entering the bar and walking towards his keys next to Diluc’s foot, grabbing them, then standing back up with an averted gaze. The poor boy was so nervous, but you had to admit he tasted so good.

Diluc placed a reaffirming hand on Kaeya’s shoulder, making Kaeya lift his head and look into his eyes. The two shared a moment of eye contact, communicating a shared sense of apology to each other. Maybe it was bad at first, but regardless of how much they seemed to be at each others throats, they always seemed to make amends in the end.

“Okay, get out,” Diluc bluntly said, which followed with hurried footsteps towards the door and a quick, “Alright, alright, I’m leaving!” from Kaeya. The exchange made you laugh, but once Kaeya was finally gone and Diluc had locked the door behind him, you were beginning to get antsy.

“So,” Diluc trailed his eyes up and down your trembling body still splayed out on the counter, “would you, by chance, ever be interested in doing that again? Just the three of us?”

“I want to so badly,” you breathlessly admitted, replaying the past half hour in your head and letting the memory brand into your mind. “Please, Master?”

He thought about it for a moment then grinned.

“I’ll think about it. As long as you know you belong to me in the end, maybe another round with him wouldn’t be so bad.”

#diluc #diluc x reader #diluc smut #kaeya #kaeya x reader #kaeya smut #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #mine #bang #requested

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cheonjeolmi · 3 years

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Daddy’s Little Girl

Request Status: Open !

Pairing: Hange x Fem!Reader

A/N: hello this is a part 2 of “I’m Your Owner” and this is my first time writing smut and im ace so im sorry if it’s bad or if some parts don’t make sense? anyway i don’t think i’m ever recovering from this, so please enjoy. if you want to listen to music while reading, i suggest “let me love you” by ariana grande (slowed), or dark horse by katy perry (slowed)

Word Count: 4979

WARNING: NSFW 18+, bdsm, dom/sub, dom!hange, possessive!hange, degradation, sensory deprivation, slight humiliation kink, daddy kink, praise kink, hand kink, dacryphilia, oral sex, strap-on sex, mirror sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, orgasm delay, strap-on riding, fingering, spanking, choking, neck marking, marking with nails, hair-pulling, and hange calling you kitten multiple times

“You’re late.” Hange growled looking at their pocket watch, as you closed the door slowly before being met with their annoyed expression, giving them a nervous smile.

“I- I’m sorry, Hange. I ran as fast as I could but-!” you nervously rubbed the back of your nape, trying to convince yourself you weren’t slightly aroused by their growling-

“What did I tell you?” Hange said as they shifted to where you are, their arms folded over their chest.

“Wh-what?” you slightly trembled in both fear and arousal as their domineering aura made you feel butterflies in your stomach while heat threatened to creep up on your face.

“Do I have to repeat myself again, Y/N” they stalked closer and closer every step you took backward, you gasped as your back was met with the door and Hange incredibly close to you.

“N-no, Hange” you stuttered, believing that was the safest option to go with, as a lot of your rationality flew out the window when they simply growled at you-

“Good.” Hange’s breath tickled your ear, making you shiver in pleasure as they pulled away slightly as their eyes looked up and down your figure then settled to your lips, Hange smirked and licked their lips, preparing for the food in front of them.

You eyed them cautiously as you wondered what their next move was since with Hange their actions were always a guessing game. “...Please, Hange” you muttered under your breath, hoping they didn’t hear it, but of course they did.

“Hm? Please what? I can’t hear you, Y/N” Hange purred as they grabbed your chin tilting it so that their light brown eyes were on your eyes, their other hand on the door right next to the side of your head, completely pinning you to the door.

“..Please just-“

“Please what?” Hange growled as their hand on your chin lowered down to grip your neck, choking you slightly, your breath hitched in your throat and you shuddered in your place.

“P-Please daddy” you stammered, finding it hard to speak as Hange’s hand gripped your neck,

“Come on darling, tell daddy what you want? Daddy can’t help you if you don’t speak up” they spoke huskily into your ear and you were pretty sure your airflow just gave up on you as heat flushed your face, mind feeling hazy from the pleasure.

You felt an unusual surge of confidence rush through your veins as you growled and flipped your positions, Hange gasping in surprise as you pinned them to the door before fixing their posture and cleared their throat, which brought you back to reality face flushed as you analyzed your positions.

“Oh Y/N, it’s cute you think you can take charge,” Hange chuckled darkly, looking you over as their eyes held a primal hunger within them, wanting to just rip open your clothes and ravage you into the next year

Hange pushed you back against the door, securing you in place as they leaned into your ear while their knee was in between your legs. “Now, well, now you’ve angered daddy. And you know how daddy gets when they’re mad, so don’t even think about disobeying me. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to throw you out of my room on the verge of cumming, do I make myself clear?”

“Y-yes, daddy” you mewled as they smirked at your submission.

“Mm, look at you so pretty and all when you submit to me” they cooed, pulling you in to kiss them as you engaged in a kiss filled with burning hot passion, both moving into each other as if you hadn’t eaten for days.

You moaned slightly into the kiss and Hange swiped their tongue along your bottom lip asking for access to which you complied, moaning as their tongue invaded your mouth, tongues locking in a fiery dance with Hange winning as they fully dominated you.

You were sure you were losing your mind as you slowly became intoxicated from the dizzying pleasure as you couldn’t think straight. Your knees threatened to buckle as sinful thoughts of Hange and all the things you wanted them to do to you run through your head, which seemed to further spike your pleasure.

Hange pulled away from the kiss to gasp for air as you followed their movements, collecting some much-needed air, once you had enough to breathe in, you leaned in hungry and wanting more but they brought a finger to your lips, stopping you from doing so.

“I’ve had enough. I want you now” they spoke as they quickly removed all of your harnesses and skillfully threw open all your buttons, leaning in to kiss and lick at the exposed areas of your skin leaving you to moan and whimper loudly from their roughness.

Hange bit and sucked at your neck as hickeys began to form, you threw your head back in pleasure as you gripped and pulled at their hair, feeling yourself get wetter as they groaned, sending vibrations into your skin.

“Oh fuck Hange-!” you cried out, at this point not caring whether you used the wrong name as your brain was too focused on the pleasure they were currently giving you.

“That’s it, darling~ Say my name. Rest assured it’s one of the things you’ll be screaming tonight” Hange huskily voiced out as they bit your neck before soothing it with their tongue.

“God, Hange! Please fuck me-!” you gripped their hair tightly as Hange continued littering your neck in hickeys while their hands were at work to hurriedly slide off your button-up shirt and unclasp your bra, gazing at your breasts before they began to play with them, squeezing them from time to time and occasionally rolling your nipples in between their fingers.

“Fuck Y/N, you taste so good” they groaned, taking off their lips from your neck smirking for a slight second at all the hickeys that began to appear on your neck, as they were scattered all around your neck. Though knowing Hange, they were soon to leave more all around your body.

Hange’s eyes glossed over all of the hickeys they bit and sucked into your neck, once again smirking in proud victory as they marked you all over, giving you an unforgettable reminder as to who owned you. Their line of sight trailed down your body and landed on your breasts as they squeezed your breasts, loving the way you continued to moan loudly.

“Already moaning when I’ve barely touched you? You really are daddy’s little whore, aren’t you” Hange smirked as they leaned in, taking your nipple into your mouth as they gently nipped and sucked, before giving the same attention to your other breast as they palmed at your free one.

Your knees buckled from underneath you as you leaned back against the door, trying to balance yourself otherwise you would’ve dropped to the ground. Hange noticed this and stopped at their ministrations, making you whine in need.

Hange placed their hands on your waist as they tugged you close to them, locking you in another fiery kiss before they carried you bridal style heading into the bedroom which was connected to their office, never once breaking the kiss.

Once you got to the bedroom, Hange threw you onto the bed and immediately pinned both of your wrists with their hand, smirking as the view of you underneath them in such a compromising position made a rush of pleasure course through their veins. Mentally etching the sight into their mind, wanting to remember the way your flushed face looked and how you would eventually look as you orgasmed from being ravaged until you broke down crying.

“Be a good girl and stay here. Daddy’s got a special experiment planned just for you” Hange seductively spoke as they removed themself from their earlier position and walked out of the bedroom to grab their materials.

They came back with silk ropes, and a black 8-inch strap-on dildo one of their inventions they wanted to test out on you, on hand as they climbed back onto the bed straddling your hips.

“Give me your hands” they ordered as you placed both your hands out in front of Hange, you stared at them while they proceeded to bind your wrists together before tying it around the headboard of the bed, slightly tugging at it to make sure you were bound just right.

Hange moved to peck a chaste kiss on your lips as their mouth trailed downwards, now on your jaw, and moved further down now leaving a fiery trail of kisses on your neck, then over to your breasts as you moaned.

Hange took your breast into your mouth once more, licking and sucking on your breast as they fondled your other breast with their hand, the other trailing down to unbutton your pants as you moved to help them take off said article of clothing.

“You’re all mine. You’re daddy’s little bitch. Just wait until I fuck you like a slut” they growled which sent vibrations across your skin and made you shudder in pleasure. “Who’s all mine?”

“God, I’m all yours! I’m a needy slut for daddy! Please I- I need you” you cried out as you desperately wanted them to touch you where you needed them most as you weren’t sure how long you could keep yourself composed.

“Patience dear, but since you begged nicely, I guess I’ll give you a little reward” Hange chuckled, loving your desperation now moving downward to where you needed them most, their hands gripped at your thighs spreading them apart before kissing and sucking at your inner thighs in hopes to leave marks on your skin.

“Ah, Hange please” you moaned and thrashed against your restraints as Hange was now so close to where you wanted them but you knew they were going to tease you first rather than giving you what you wanted right off the bat.

“I love when you beg for me like a good girl” Hange pulled away from in between your legs to praise you before going down once more, “Look at me, baby” they purred softly and took the hem of your underwear into their mouth as they took it off you, you flushed heavily as you added the sight onto a list of things Hange did that made you weak in the knees.

At that point, you really believed you were about to cum just from the sight of them taking your underwear off with only their mouth despite not even getting to the main event, and you really didn’t blame yourself because lord, was that the hottest thing you’ve ever seen them do.

Hange threw away your undergarments somewhere on the floor and turned their attention to your cunt that was dripping wet, smirking as they saw the full effect they had on you.

“My my, you’re already so wet for me? Baby, the fun’s only just begun” Hange teased as they took a few seconds to stare at your naked core in appreciation before licking you from your folds to your clit.

You bit your lip, trying to contain your moan as every one of Hange’s actions made you lose your mind, the heat pooling between your legs flaring up as every part of you began to lust for their touch, their tongue, and for them.

“Please..stop..teasing me” you breathed out before moaning slightly as they chuckled sending vibrations to your core.

“Patience, whore. I was getting to that” Hange grunted as they left a mark on your inner thigh before their lips gently caress your clit.

You groaned quietly, closing your eyes as you enjoyed the pleasure Hange was giving you, their skillful tongue flicking against your bundle of nerves, making your breath staggered.

Hange slowly inserted their index finger into you, smirking from how easily their finger slid in due to your wetness as they pushed their finger in and out in a steady pace, while their tongue lapped at your clit.

“Hange!” You gasp as they add their middle finger into the mix, now fingering you with two of their digits as they curl their fingers and hit your g-spot, making you moan loudly.

“Oh fuck, Jesus! Hange faster!” you rasped and felt them smirk along your core as they listened and moved their fingers faster, adding a third digit into your filled cunt as you arched your back in pleasure, hips moving on it’s own as your body begged for more.

Soon enough you came, your walls tightening around Hange’s fingers as you scream and cried profanities while Hange’s fingers helped you work through your orgasm, laying back down on the bed once you came down from your high.

Hange pulled away from your bundle of nerves and took their fingers out of your dripping cunt, lapping up at your sweet juices while groaning from the taste of you. Once they lapped up everything, they brought their fingers that were soaked with your juices to their mouth, eyeing you seductively as they licked and sucked their fingers which were now coated with their saliva. They smirked seeing your face flush with heat.

Hange went back on top of you bringing their saliva-coated fingers to your mouth “Suck it whore,” they commanded as you opened your mouth to suck on their fingers, going a bit faster when you heard their quiet groans “Mm, such a good girl. You like following daddy’s orders?” they questioned and you groaned into their fingers unable to speak.

Hange removed your silk restraints as they kissed your wrists, and stood up from the bed, moving over to the chair where the dildo was placed. ‘Let the experiment begin’ Hange thought as they wondered how well their invention would work as they strapped it onto themself, pulling at the buckle making sure it was secured tightly on themself.

“On your hands and knees slut, and face the headboard” they barked out, as you immediately followed their orders while Hange smirked when they heard the bed creaking as you went to fix your position.

They came back to the bed and began trailing a hand down your back and along your spine, making you shiver in delight. Hange slightly raked their nails across your back as their trail began to form along your back as they traced it like constellations. Hange moved their hand downwards as it swiped at your folds, smirking as it was much more soaked than before.

You inhaled sharply as Hange’s hand rubbed at your core gently, “What a pretty pussy, so wet and ready for daddy~” Hange teased, making you moan and grip at the sheets.

Seeing as you were more than wet, Hange knew the 8-inch would slide in with ease as they gazed at you and smiled as your eyes met their light brown ones before widening seeing what had been attached to them. You weren’t sure it was going to fit, although you were definitely aroused by it.

“Oh god by the walls..please fuck me! Break me, daddy” you cried out as your lust clouded your better judgement.

Hange took the dildo and shifted it so that they could tease at your entrance, “Aww, you want daddy to fuck you until you break, what a filthy whore you are” they sneered and rubbed your ass before slapping it, loving your moan at the unexpected action. “You like when daddy slaps you? Pathetic” they brought their hand down to your ass to slap you and you moaned once more, enjoying the pain and pleasure that came with their slaps, as they offered two more slaps in succession.

“12 slaps and you’re going to count each one and thank me. Clear? If so, give me a color” they commanded, bringing out a silk blindfold and covering your eyes tying it and made slight adjustments to make sure you couldn’t see.

You couldn’t see anything which made you quiver in fear and heavy arousal, “G-green.” you stammered as you mentally tried to prepare yourself because your brain was this close to short-circuiting.

“Good girl” they raised their hand to slap you “One! Thank you“ you spoke and they slapped you twice “Two! Thank y- Three, thank you!” you cried out as the pain spread across your body.

You were on your 7th slap, slowly but surely being rendered unable to speak as the pain seared your skin, your ass now red from their spanking. Hange slapped you and you couldn’t help but moan “Ah! E-eight. Th-thank you..” you felt tears stream down your face as you truly felt you couldn’t take it anymore.

“H-Hange, I can’t take it anymore” you pleaded, hoping they’d listen to you but they simply growled

“No. You're going to take it like the filthy slut you are!” they slapped you thrice in succession, barely giving you time to prepare.

“Fuck! N-nine..God, yes! Ten..E-eleven!” you cried out, tears flowing from your face as the pleasure became unbearable.

Hange rubbed your ass, trying to soothe the pain “You’re doing so well for me, kitten~ one more slap, just hold out for daddy alright. Color?” they purred and you whined in pain

“Y-yes daddy..green” you breathed out trying to hold out. Hange spanked you one last time and you came then and there. “Im-! Twelve! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!” you repeatedly cried out as your heavy orgasm made you see stars.

Hange rubbed your ass and left kisses on the now burning red spots, praising you for being a good girl and for taking it so well and you moaned from their praises. “Alright, now for the main event” they spoke and you whined trying to pull away from their hold while they were about to insert themself

“N-no, Hange please..I’m still s-sensit- Ah!” you screamed as they inserted their dildo into you, letting you adjust to the size. “No, please-“ your hips moved involuntarily trying to shy away but Hange kept you locked in your position.

“I’ll be moving now” they murmured and pushed in and out of you slowly, and you moaned and cried out as they pushed into you, you wanted to stop as you were still sensitive from your orgasm but you couldn’t as the pain turned into pleasure.

The loud sounds of skin slapping against each other plus your moans and Hange’s low groans filled the room as Hange began to pump into you faster as they gripped onto your hips. Hange grabbed both your wrists in their hand, making your upper half drop to the sheets, your face now on the pillow as you tried to cover your moans.

Hange tugged on your wrists, pulling your body up to press against theirs, Hange’s clothed chest pressing against your back as your moans increased in volume as Hange hit you deeper and hit against your g-spot. “Don’t hide your moans from daddy. Let people know who’s making you feel so good” they growled into your ear, as they pulled on your hair with their other hand, lapping at the tears which stained your face.

“Ah! Yes, fuck yes! Hange please!” you cried out

“Who’s making you feel this good, huh? Who’s fucking you like the bitch in heat you are?” they groaned as they pound their hips into you roughly.

“Y-you are Hange! Please..fuck me like a slut!” you begged as Hange smirked before tugging you closer to them with their hand that held both your wrists, “That’s it, take daddy’s cock like a good girl” they husked and kissed and sucked at your neck, leaving hickeys in their trail as you groan.

Hange let go of your wrists and your arms landed on your sides, as they leaned in closer to your back transferring their hold from your hips to your breasts as they played with them while simultaneously thrusting into you.

You felt a tight coil start to form and you knew you were about to cum “I-I’m gonna..” Hange noticed this as your walls twitched inside them and they thrusted much harder and faster as well,

“Cum for me, kitten. You’ve earned it~” they cooed as they pounded into you and your vision was filled with white as you came, with Hange slowly thrusting into you helping you ride your high. You dropped onto the bed, panting heavily as Hange pulled out of you and flipped your positions as you were hovering over Hange as their hands were on your hips.

“H-Hange..?” you spoke as you looked at them confused

“I want you to ride me” they stated as you felt your face heat up from their forwardness.

“I- well if- if that’s what you want, then I’ll do it daddy” you spoke as you lined your entrance to the tip of their 8-inch dildo, gulping audibly as you were fearful of its massive size. You placed yourself inside it slowly but surely and yelped loudly when Hange brought you down to the base of the dildo with their hands on your hips

“Sorry, darling but daddy’s getting impatient” they grunted as they began controlling your pace while they thrust their hips in an effort to match your rhythm, your hips now moving by itself as you rode Hange who was now letting out small groans of pleasure as they felt the base touch and rub slightly at their clit.

You continued to ride them as you increased the pace at which you went and moaned when they slammed into you, your breasts bouncing from their fast pace. “Hange!” you cried as they reached to fondle your breasts.

“You look so pretty when you’re riding me, oh! How I wish you could see how you look” they exclaimed in a sex-crazed manner as they thrust into you.

After a few seconds you felt a familiar coil tighten in your stomach but before you could warn Hange, you came as your back arched from the intensity of your orgasm, your body fell on Hange’s still clothed torso as you panted heavily.

“Good girl~” they purred as they soothingly ran a hand down your back. Hange laid you down on the side of the bed as they went to stand up from the bed, chuckling a little when you mewled from the loss of contact.

“Hm? You thought we were done? I did say I was going to fuck you until you broke,” they smirked “I just need to get one more thing, and while I do, I expect you to be on your hands and knees facing away from the headboard, and wear the blindfold. You’re in for quite the surprise, kitten” they spoke before exiting the room, as you fixed yourself into your position as you placed the blindfold on your forehead before bringing it over your eyes.

You felt embarrassed as you imagined someone else walking in and finding you in such a promiscuous position, but you knew Hange and knew they locked the door as the sight of you naked and like this was for their eyes only. Your arousal spiked as you were blindfolded since you were unable to see what was happening, every part of you was now hyper aware as your body tried to make up for your lack of sight.

“I’m back princess~ I hope you didn’t wait long. Oh and I see you’re in your place, you truly are daddy’s little girl, aren’t you?” Hange exclaimed as their voice was downright sinful and you shivered in your place wondering what they had in store for you.

Hange carried a full length mirror in both their hands and propped it a few feet away from you, they smirked once it was in the perfect position before stepping away to open their button-up shirt but not quite removing it fully, their nipples hardening from the cool air. Hange approached the bed and climbed onto it as they were now behind you, their hand trailing down your spine liking the way you shuddered from their unexpected touch, as they’d been silent before leading up to you.

“H-Hange” you breathed out in a quiet voice and Hange grabbed both of your hips as they inserted the dildo which was still strapped onto them into your dripping entrance and you moaned as your body was much more sensitive than before due to the blindfold.

Hange thrust into you and their hand slithered to your clit as they began to rub the bundle of nerves, while their other hand fondled your breast as their fingers rolled and pinched your nipple. They leaned in close to you and blew into your ear, making you shiver in the process, before gently nipping at the shell of your ear.

“Do you want to take off your blindfold, princess?” they whispered into your ear and you immediately nodded your head and they snickered lightly before moving to remove your blindfold, you squint your eyes at the sudden exposure to light, but as you surveyed your surroundings, your eyes widened seeing the very obvious mirror in front of you and flushed in embarrassment.

“I- Hange..what-“ you turned your head trying to look anywhere but in front as you were now heavily embarrassed with seeing your reflection in the mirror.

Hange gripped your chin and forced your head back to look at yourself in the mirror “You’re going to watch me as I fuck you like a slut, clear?” they breathed into your ear and tugged lightly on your earlobe with their teeth, you nodded and they praised you, before continuing to thrust into you as you watched yourself in the mirror.

You noted your tear-stained face, your face flushed in embarrassment as you focused your gaze to Hange who smirked as you met their light brown eyes.

“Enjoying the view princess~? ‘Cause I am” they teased and your face heated up and you stuttered trying to answer them but only moaned when they pound their hips continuously.

“Oh fuck, oh Hange, faster please” you begged as they moved their hips faster, moving their hands back to your hips as they pulled you back to hit deeper into you.

“Fuck, Y/N. You’re so tight for me” Hange groaned and once again grabbed both your wrists with their hand, bringing their other hand to trail up from your breast and wrapped around your neck, choking you lightly as Hange leaned in to lick along your spine and moved up to the back of your neck as you shivered in pleasure.

“Look at yourself, doll. Look at how good you look while I fuck you” Hange spoke and you looked into the mirror, face flushing from your position, your eyes shifting from you to Hange who’s eyes looked back at you from the mirror, their eyes darkened in lust and they pushed you forward as you fell on the bed

“Oh fuck Y/N, I can’t hold back anymore” they spoke hurriedly as they gripped your ass, ramming into you as you moaned loudly, their pace moving at breakneck speed and you were sure you were about to cum from your view in the mirror of Hange pounding into you as if you were just their little plaything.

“Ah! Fuck, oh god, fuck yes! Just like that, daddy!” you cried out as they moved impossibly faster, now leaning in close to you with their chest pressing into your back as they hugged your waist, rapidly thrusting in and out of you.

You moaned and screamed a mix of profanities and Hange’s name as they made you drown in the pleasure of being fucked like a ragdoll, as Hange showed no signs of stopping their rough treatment of your body.

After a while of being pounded into, having your guts rearranged, and being turned inside out, you started feeling light-headed and most likely dizzy from the pleasure as another familiar coil formed in your stomach.

“Ngh! Oh, fuck, Hange I’m gonna-“ you cried and they nipped at your skin, placing hickeys on your shoulder.

“Just hold out for a bit, baby” they muttered as they thrust into you a few times, with you crying out as you suddenly came as you arched your back feeling your orgasm hit you in waves, while Hange helped bring you down from your high and trailed kisses across your skin.

Once the waves died down, Hange took off the strap and put everything they used away, and came back to the bed as you and Hange now laid on the bed together with your head on their chest and their arm wrapped along your waist, the other one gently resting on your head as they whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

“Was I too rough on you darling?” they asked, voice laced with concern wondering if they may have gone a little too far.

“No, you were perfect. That..that was so hot” you stammered, a bit embarrassed from your words and with the scenes of Hange dominating you replayed in your mind. “I’m gonna have a hard time covering these hickeys” you chuckled lightly as Hange blushed a bit

“..I’m sorry, I may have gone a bit too far with them..but at least everyone will know you’re mine” they teased and laughed when your face slightly heated up before kissing you on your forehead, to your nose, and on your lips.

The two of you laid in comfortable silence as you rested your head on Hange’s chest, hearing the slow comforting beats of their heart. You were home.

You looked up at Hange and noticed they’d already fallen asleep, you smiled and snickered lightly seeing some drool on the corner of their mouth.

“Well, I was only ever yours to begin with” you spoke softly, readjusting your position as you fell asleep on them.

#snk #aot #snk fanfiction #aot fanfiction #snk x reader #aot x reader #hange zoe #hange zoe x reader #hange x reader #hey besties #im sorry #i ran out of tags #im traumatized #from this fanfic #i hate everything #enjoy

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toskarin · 3 years

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(long, very sorry!)

i finished the fate route!!!! i couldnt finish it friday and i couldnt play saturday, so i took longer than i would have preferred;;; i think i have strong feelings abt it? this may be a situation where in two and a half hours i send another ask saying "i was stupid this is what i really think"

i think that, for one, what i Wanted is like, a happy ending where saber and tohsaka and emiya and everybody all live together happy endings yknow - but i think, while i dont know abt the other two routes, that Doesnt Fit This One! i think the emphasis on how arturias end goal isnt morally bad wouldnt have hit as well / at all if it ended with her happily living with shirou

as well: EMIYA IS,,,, WAYYYYY BETTER. in the beginning i was actually DREADING having to play 60 hours or whatever of this guy but he is way better way fast, and i actively liked him by the ending

arturia is really well written too!!!! my like,,, big fear is that. maybe some of the characterization she got in this route will be tossed aside in the others where she is not the only focus? i really hope thats not the case but im a bit worried

illya, tohsaka, and sakura the most didnt get very much, and it was kind of deadly for sakura. again this might be a situation where the only solution is to finish the game, but sakura at the moment comes off as mildly annoying at best and im just waiting for her to get more

gilgamesh ruled, fantastic villain! this is me cheating a little bit using knowledge i had previously, But. im relatively confident that archer will get more to do in the tohsaka route, ofc, and in the sakura route like. i dont know how to describe it, but i think she basically goes insane and kills people? like i think shes a tornado im honestly not sure

part of me wishes that they stuck to the horror side that we saw with the coffins near the end? i want more of that Tone, and you said a while ago that like. each route Felt Like Another Game, so part of me is hoping that i get that in blade works or heavens feel (im not sure which is first)

to be more succinct: i really liked the ending, and i think they did a really good job of making me like shirou and arturia, who are ofc the most important people to like in this route. my biggest fear is that it wont give arturia as much to do in the tohsaka route, and i really hope we get huge tone changes as well - more of the scary bits!

im gonna go through the bad ends now - i dont think there will be TOO much super interesting stuff, but i thought the few tiger dojos were cute and i love fujimura so

ty for posting abt this game often enough i played it!!! its a huge fucking blast - sorry for sending such a long ask, again!

first and foremost, MAJOR congratulations! having finished Fate route, you've officially had An Experience that you literally can't currently have any other way (not even in a pretentious vn fan way, but in the sense that the deen adaptation makes a lot up and mixes in other routes, so the full vn story is literally only possible to experience this way!)

the framing of the final scabbard scene is one of those things that's like, absolutely a "you've gotta see it to believe it"

anyway I'll keep my reply brief because I'm gonna reassure you a lot at once and don't wanna spoil anything too specific, but the next few routes absolutely play off the characterization you've seen so far and use it to allow the main cast to develop faster, and then deeper as they progress into further exploration. so while not quite a sequel, expect Saber, Shirou, Rin, et al to experience growth moments sooner to the point where each following route feels like a sequel more than a reversion to zero

also, rest assured that horror is on its way. nasu just likes to tease the full scope of how bad things are in early routes

so glad you get to enjoy it (relatively, given how impossible a true blind read is haha) with fresh eyes! enjoy UBW when you get around to it; it's raw shounen glory, and honestly holds up so well it could've been written today

also, food for thought, notice that shirou's role in the story is actually best described as "heroine" and would traditionally be filled by a female character. just a neat little subversion that's half a product of fate originally being an otome on first draft and half a product of nasu's genuine interest in playing with themes of gender

#fate spoilers #fate

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limitlessgojo · 3 years

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Blood Bound: Red Strings of Fate (Ch 3)

Warnings: Action, Coarse Language, Fighting, Descriptions of Blood

Previous Chapter: The Rebirth

Next Chapter: Cherry Blossom Storm

Tags: Soulmates AU, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fem!Reader

Taglist: @lessie-oxj, @rizzo-nero, @whoreuc

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Chapter 3: What's Your Ideal Type?

Todo senpai looked you over and was seemingly checking you out thoroughly. ‘Are all the seniors like this here?!’ You wondered.

You tried to hide behind Noritoshi senpai who put a hand over you protectively. His sleeve was wide enough to block out your entire body from view. At this, Todo’s eyebrow raised. Oh? Noritoshi's interested in a cute girl?

“I’m sorry senpai, what do you mean by that question?” you asked, thinking that you just misheard him. "Exactly what I meant. Who is your type?"

"Todo" Noritoshi said in warning. There was a dark edge to his voice and his entire body tensed as he prepared to fight.

"Answer me. Or else I'll beat you." He smirked and ripped off his jacket.

You stared agape and clung onto Noritoshi's spread arm sleeves. "Eh? EHHH?! I don't want anyone to get hurt. But I don't want to say something so personal to a stranger."

"Todo Aoi. 16 years old. I like tall girls with big cute butts. My favorite idol is Takada-chan. Call me Todo Senpai. Pleasure to meet you. Now we are friends." He grinned maniacally.

You shook your head in a daze. This man is insane. "I guess I can tell you… but only when the both of us are alone."

Noritoshi looked at you affronted and slightly offended. Why would you leave him out of it?! "Ah as much as possible I don't like telling people such things, because I'm a bit of a private person. But since Todou senpai also shared his type of girl, I feel like I can share my ideal man." You reasoned, seeing how Noritoshi senpai felt left out.

"Fine with me. Let's go outside the building then." Todou smirked.

Alarm bells were ringing in Noritoshi's head. Last year, back when he first met Todo, he got beat into a pulp for not answering said question.

He stood protectively over you, blocking you from Todo's view and said, "No. You'll just end up hurting her."

"Tch, don't get in my way Kamo. You're always such a huge pain in the ass. You never even answered my question and it's been a year. I'm pretty sure you have a boring ideal type." Todo huffed out.

"I'll beat you up then." Todo grinned as Noritoshi made no moves to leave your side.

Todo rushed forward, ready to hit Noritoshi, while Noritoshi held onto a blood bag to defend himself. But you moved the fastest. You quickly stood in front of Noritoshi, moving past him silently, and held out a single hand.

Todo froze. Literally. He couldn't move his hands, arms, legs. He can't activate his cursed technique like this, and you knew it. The use of hand movement is a very significant part of Jujutsu Techniques.

Your technique gave you an edge above the rest, making you very effective at combat against other Jujutsu sorcerers. Which is why an esper as capable as you only appears once in every 200 years in your family.

Noritoshi stood impressed. Your cursed energy output was very steady. "Todo senpai. I'm so sorry and pardon me for immobilising you, but let's take this outside and leave Noritoshi senpai out of it."

With a snap of your fingers, you released him from your technique and he staggered to the ground. His muscles felt all tight and painful.

You turned to Noritoshi. "Noritoshi senpai, it's okay. I'm quite capable at defense. He won't be able to reach me." You confidently stated with a smile. "Are you okay?" You checked on him.

He gave a slight scoff, "I should be the one asking you that! This man here is dangerous…. And he also happens to be a classmate of mine." Noritoshi sighed out.

Todo grunted. "Don't talk about me like I'm not here. Cmon lets go outside and just answer my question already."

"After you Todo senpai." You motioned, then followed him outside. As soon as you were a certain distance from Noritoshi, you activated a cubical barrier which blocked off sound.

Todo looked impressed. "You're a first year?! At this level? Color me amazed little girl."

You were unamused. "I'm not a little girl. I'm currently 15 years old and my ideal type is a guy who is at least a head taller than me. Black hair. Cute sleepy eyes. Nice big hands. Someone who may come off as cool or detached to others but is warm with me. The gap Moe is the most important part." By the end of it you were rambling.

Todo looked at you with a knowing glint. "Big hands? That's all?" You flushed thinking about abs and pecs. "Ahh uhmm, the other things aren't really ….. appropriate for me to say??"

"Don't hold back. I won't tell anyone else and I don’t judge. I just want to size you up. You can know a person just based on their fetishes."

Fetishes?! "Uhhh… a nice set of abs… and pecs…. But he doesn't have to be too muscular, I like a fit guy who is on the slender and graceful side…."

"Do you realize that Kamo fits your ideal type?!" He howled out with laughter. "SHHHH TODO SENPAI SHUSHH". You screeched, momentarily forgetting that you had a barrier up.

"Wait … Does he have nice abs?! Oh man I'm not gonna be able to get that image out of my mind now…" You groaned.

"You have good taste. Finally, someone who has a decent fetish, Tsuchi Chan." Todo grinned down at you. He patted you on the shoulder. "Good luck with him. He's as dense as they come. I'm also still looking forward to sparring with you."

"I-im not interested in Noritoshi Senpai!" You huffed out with red cheeks. "Please don't assume things." You were in denial. And Todo senpai knew it.

"I don't think that's how it works, Tsuchi Chan." He was still laughing at you.

You harrumphed. "Also why are you so interested in sparring with me anyways?"

"You have a lot of cursed energy. Way more than anyone else here in Kyoto Jujutsu High. I sensed that and with my brilliant IQ of 135000, I am assuming you would be a powerful opponent. Which was why I felt like I wanted to battle you." Todo said truthfully.

Oh. That's nice. "Well I hope to do so also when we have training together." You clapped your hands and the barrier fell apart.

Noritoshi rushed over to you and hovered his hands over you. You turned to him with one hand up, "I'm all good. It's all good Noritoshi senpai." You smiled up at him.

He scanned your eyes before nodding and face darkening when he turned back to Todo, who was staring at him intently. "Are you done interrogating her Todo?"

"It wasn't so much interrogation as it was a good chat hey?" He smiled at you. You tilted your head in a meh kind of way and stood to hold onto Noritoshi's sleeve. "It was okay, but it's still weird to ask people about their fetishes after meeting them for the first time."

Noritoshi's heart fluttered when you took hold of the edges of his sleeve.

"So, are you going to tell us who's your type Kamo?" Todo asked.

Your heart skipped a beat as you let go of the sleeve as you took a step backwards. "Uhhh I'm not sure if I'm supposed to intrude on this convo..."

"Someone who I can trust. Someone honest and who will stay by my side for a long time." He said coolly. You drank in his words, forever etching them into your memory.

Trustworthy. Honest. Loyal.

"Boooooring. You’re a boring person Kamo." Todo yawned and stretched. "Only Tsuchi Chan is interesting so far. Everyone else has shitty taste."

Noritoshi looked over at you curiously, but you pointedly avoided his gaze. "Todo senpai it's a secret between us you promised." You pouted.

But he only waved his hand, "I'm not that much of a bad sport. A secret will stay a secret, and it's safe with me."

You nodded and sighed in relief.

"So are you both out on a date right now? I've been meaning to ask." Todo senpai smiled.

Evil. He is evil. You and Noritoshi both flushed bright red and stammered out, "No no no."

"I was showing her around the campus."

"Noritoshi senpai is kind enough to bring me around campus."

"Hmmmm… then would you mind if I join the two of you?" Todo asked.

"Yes we do mind. I'd prefer it if it was only the two of us." Noritoshi irritably spoke. He just wasn't in the mood to deal with Todo right now.

You quickly whipped your head to face him in surprise. He jolted at your movement, and his face softened when your eyes met. "Of course if you don't mind or want him to tag along he can. I just want to help you familiarise yourself with the campus.”

You stammered out something ineligible but you were saved by Todo senpai.

“I was only kidding. Takada chan has a live stream in 10 minutes and that is way more important. Enjoy your not-date around campus.” Todo called out with a wave of his hand as he turned back to the dorms.

“What on earth just happened?” you laughed out loud as you and Noritoshi made your way to the classrooms. He shook his head. “I don’t even want to think about it anymore.”

Feel free to ask me anything if you have any questions about the fic and the characters. I will answer as long as it won't be a major spoiler^^/ 💜Mon

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#kamo noritoshi #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #kamo noritoshi x reader #jjk x oc #jjk fanfic #jjk imagines #noritoshi fluff #jujutsu kaisen kyoto school #todo aoi #blood bound #red strings of fate

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ssamie · 3 years

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three. “stalker vibes”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide, probably a lot of spelling mistakes

masterlist. suicide freak!

"class, today we have a new student joining us. please be nice to her" the teacher announced with a smile

kenma flinched at the sudden news. he kept his head down low, discreetly playing on his PSP under his desk, but he listened attentively to their teacher.

as the students started whispering to each other, kenma simply prayed that it wasn't the weirdo that kept bugging him last night. he didn't really know why he was suspecting it to be her. but with her out of context words last night, he couldn't help but be wary.

call it a gut feeling, if you may.

"alright, quiet down!" the teacher said "cmon in, l/n-san"

and just then, kenma swore he lost faith in both god and humanity all in one second.

he shakily looked up to see the same girl from the cafe. her (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, and her fairly tall stature was interesting.

but what seemed to catch most of their attention was the bandages covering her arms, legs, and neck. some parts of it could be seen through the uniform jacket and undershirt, while the bandages on her legs could be seen through the thin material of her black tights.

"good morning! im l/n y/n. please take care of me~" she cooed.

she sent them a close eyed smile, along with a wave. it was something about the smooth tone of her voice.or maybe it was her effortlessly captivating smile. maybe it was just the insane amount of bandages she had..

but there was something about her that just somehow had the whole class wanting her attention.

in all honesty, its probably just because she was insanely attractive.

"anything else you'd like to share about yourself?" the teacher asked her

"hm, maybe find out for yourselves~ let's be friends" she mused

kenma raised a brow at her awfully vauge answer. though he decided to shrug it off.

meanwhile, in her perspective, she was pretty much watching every movement of kenma's body. just before she took her seat, she whispered a small request to the teacher.

the teacher nodded along. "alright, you cam sit with kozume-kun, l/n-san"

"kozume-kun? will that be okay with you?" the teacher asked him

kenma froze as he felt multiple eyes land on him. his palms grew sweaty as he nervously nodded. he didn't like the attention he was receiving.

"i'll let you guys get to know each other for now. i'll be in the faculty room if you need me!" the teacher announced before walking out the classroom.

she grinned and skipped over to him.

"why." he muttered in annoyance "just why."

"hehe, well i did say i'd see you tomorrow, did i not?" she said with a cheeky smile

kenma simply stayed quiet, side eying her, before looking back down on his PSP. "stalker." he said

she gasped in offense and dramatically put her hand on her chest. "im no stalker, excuse you!"

kenma scrunched his face up and looked her up and down. "stalker." he said.

"coincidence? not quite! fate?" she raised a brow amusedly "i mean, what else could it be than that!"

"please don't talk to me." kenma sighed

she blatantly ignored him and carried on talking. "or maybe! i specifically asked to be transfered to your school and class!"

kenma looked up at her with a look of irritation and disbelief. "you what?" he scowled

"oh my.." she pouted and placed a hand on her heart dramatically "i was just kidding! do you really think i'd do something like that?"

kenma huffed and put away his console. "yes." he answered

"well then, you're absolutely right!"

"but what i didnt plan was to be able to sit next to you!" she pouted "so now some gentlemen are getting me a desk of my own" she smirked and looked over his shoulder "so for the time being, i guess there's just no other option than to sit on your lap" she chuckled

"oh, since it can't be helped. can't be helped" she said with a small hum

just before kenma would have had to resort to dropkicking her, the said boys waltzes in carrying a desk and a chair

"l/n-san! we got you your desk, sorry for the wait" one of the boys said

"damn." she muttered with a scowl

"damn?" the boys repeated with a nervous smile

"i mean, thank you! what kind gentlemen you are" she sent them a smile as she took a seat beside kenma

the boys all flushed pink and nodded back at her.

her smile quickly dropped as she turned to look at kenma. he was now playing his game again, and blatantly ignoring her.

"ke-n-ma~" she sang out

"kenma-kun~" she called out again

she smiled and slid her desk closer to his, her chair and herself following. she hummed in content as she felt their shoulders brushing.

"what are you doing" kenma asked with a huff as he scooted away from her

"what are you doing? were supposed to use this time to get to know each other" she said with a hum

"no thanks. i know enough." he responded blandly

she pouts and rocks her chair back and forth. "suit yourself. i might just woo the boys and girls for the time being" she said as she send a wave to a group of girls a few tables away from them

"i'd ask them on a double suicide, but no one could ever beat you" she cooed as she nudged his shoulder with hers

"i don't care" he said as he turned away from her

"meet you later at lunch pudding~"

"dont talk to me"

as lunch time ensues, kenma practically bolted out the door. luckily for him, she stayed true to her words of 'wooing the boys and girls'.

currently, y/n was trapped in a circle of hormonal teenagers. she was merely smiling and laughing, throwing in flirtatious words here and there.

"eek! l/n-chan, come eat lunch with us!" one girl exclaimed

y/n blinked and smiled blankly. she was slightly concerned on how quick these girls' sexualities flipped a 180°.

"sorry, but i made plans with someone already" she said as she slyly pushed her way through the crowd "maybe tomorrow!" she exclaimed before walking out

"if im still alive~" she cooed to herself

"now.." she muttered to herself as she stopped by a hallway. "where's that pudding head.."

she looked around a few more times before giving up. she shrugged it off and made a bee line towards the rooftop

"fresh air, nice view, conveniently placed rope.." she listed out with a content sigh. she looked around the seemingly empty rooftop and nodded with determination. she picked up the 'conveniently placed rope' and started tying a noose

humming a small tune to herself, she tied the rope around her neck with a smile.

"who would've thought that doing it in a school rooftop would be the trick?" she mused with a small laugh

meanwhile in poor kenma's perspective, he was merely trying to play his game in peace. he had ran away from kuroo, and the only possible hiding place left would be the rooftop.

all he wanted was to play his game.

what he didn't want, was to see someone trying to hang themselves with a huge smile on their face.

"w-what the-" he stuttered out

"oya?" she muttered out as she made eye contact with him

"kenma! great timing! perfect, actually!" she cheered

she slipped the noose off and waved at him, holding the rope with her hands.

"i was initially gonna be alone, but with you here, the whole game plan has changed!" she said with a hearty laugh

"y/n?! what are you doing?!" he asked with a look of panic in his eyes. he gripped his PSP tight as he warily stepped closer to her.

she cocked her head to the side and gave him a confused smile. "what else? im gonna hang myself, of course"

"dont do that! are you crazy??" he exclaimed

"of course im not! but this-" she motioned to the rope "this will be my way out! who knew the oldest method in the book would be the answer" she hummed

kenma didn't answer. but he slowly put down his PSP on the ground and creeped up on her. as she started singing some weird suicide song, kenma was already behind her. she simply thought he was planning on joining her so she left him be.

"alright! time to d-"

before she could slide her head in and wrap the noose around her neck, kenma was already tackling her.

"stop it, you suicidal maniac!" he exclaimed as he pushed his body against hers

her eyes widen comically as she slipped on the chair she was standing on, sending her flying in the air. as funny and as impossible as it is, she, for some reason, ended up having her leg stuck to the noose, leaving her dangling upside down.

kenma, however, was on the ground laying on his stomach. y/n looks at him with her (e/c) eyes, a look of confusion and irritation lacing her features.

"damn." she scowled

"damn?!" he repeated with a scoff

kenma stood up, dusting his uniform as he glared at her with his cat-like eyes. "i just saved your life." he glared at her "and why are you doing that anyway?"

she then smiled sheepishly and placed her hands on her chest. "i just thought that ending it here, without atsushi and kunikida-kun or anyone else to interfere, would be the perfect way out!"

"but then you came.." she gritted her teeth

kenma scoffed in offense and picked his PSP up from the ground.

"i actually thought you were finally gonna join me!" she whined "imagine the hurt i felt after your betrayal!" she exclaimed dramatically

kenma sighed and clutched his pulsating chest. it was definitely his first time doing something like that.

"ne, kenma-kun" she whined "since you're already here, you might as well eat lunch with me"

she wiggled around in hope of freeing herself but sighed in defeat when she failed to do so. "also, maybe come help me out of this?" she asked sheepishly

"just die like that." kenma replied bluntly. he took a seat next to her dangling body, cowering in the shade as he continued to play his game, though he sneeked some glances at her from time to time.

"but i snuck in some alcohol and i was dying to try it out" she sighed dejectedly

"alcohol?" kenma cringed

"well, yeah. i was hoping i'd consume so much i'd just die from it" she said nonchalantly "and because i like the taste of it"

"help me out ke-n-ma~" she sang out "ke-n-ma~"

kenma simply ignored her and continued playing.

"..." she paused

"kyanmaaaa!! ~" she called out while waving her arms around

"fine!" he snapped and stomped over to her, blushing once he caught sight of her lifted skirt. though there wasn't really much to see since she was wearing shorts.

"hold still-" he huffed as he tried to untie the knot

"hehe, this is real intimate, don't you think?" she chuckled and hugged his torso, though she ended up hugging his lower waist due to her current position. she nuzzled her face into his midsection, making him flinch

"yeah. real cute. romantic. wow." he retorted sarcastically as he started sliding her leg out

she let out a yelp as she suddenly fell on the hard ground. she looked up at his unamused face with a sly grin. she was laying the the floor while he looked down at her.

"so.. you come here often?" she snickered

"die."

"that's the plan!"

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muwur · 4 years

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Since requests were open I was wondering if I could request father headcanons for iwai + ushi + atsumu 🥺 btw your writing is vv tasty n I can’t wait to see you write more !! Keep up the good work n stay safe !!

haikyuu daddee headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for iwaizumi, ushijima, and atsumu

❧ gn reader

✎ 1.4k words

a/n: omg u called my writing taSTY Dx i cri tySM 💞 that is a high compliment for me AHAHAHAH ILY and ty for the request!

also my lovelies i m back i m sry i was gone so long feojfe i miss yall <3 here u go enjoi, this was fun to write lmk if yall want more characetrs AHAHA

current listen: accidentally in love by sHREK AAHAH jkjk i mean counting crows, they cant take that away from me by ella fitzgerald and louis armstrong, love the way you lie by eminem and rihanna

requests: open!

iwaizumi

✧ prePARED daddy

✧ picked up on this parenting thing p fast, also does a lot of research so he’s ready to face any situation

✧ teaches his kids how to behave n respect others

✧ also makes sure they know not to talk to strangers and teaches them some self defense

✧ be warned these kids are packing a surprise can of whOOP ASS,, dont fuck w them,, plus u wouldnt want buff daddee iwa on ur tail

✧ honestly his kids would be ANGELS ,,, n thats cuz he treats them all so w e l l

✧ mans is ATTENTIVE. he asks his kids about their days, their interests, and encourages discussion about their fEELINGS 🥺

✧ always offers them really valuable and light-hearted advice

✧ and gives them the love and transparency we all wanted but never had--

✧ however his kids are easily (n negatively) influenced esp when uncle oikawa comes to visit--

✧ but mostly bc iwa gets annoyed and slips out a lot of curse words and a “shittykawa” and then his kids started calling oikawa that and now it’s ingrained in them forever fjoefefgfvi (*distant phlattykawa crying noises*)

✧ gives them LOTS of head pats and ruffles as signs of affection

✧ PACKS THEIR SCHOOL LUNCHES and ensures they eat a balanced meal

✧ attends all their games/events,, will get a bit rowdy hype them up

✧ def lets his kids sleep with him when they’re having a bad night or woke up scared from a nightmare (and waits for them to fall asleep before going to sleep himself fojref)

✧ when they were babies he usually succeeded to get them to stop crying by pulling funny faces, showing them their favorite cartoons, or humming a lullaby

✧ when they get older,,, u bet iwa would be suPER protective esp when their kids start being iNtErEsTeD in other people

✧ you: “iwaizumi, they seem like a really nice kid, though”

✧ iwa: *sitting with you in the car, across the street from the ice cream parlor your child said they were at, and spying from the window* “you can’t trust everyone, of course they seem ‘nice,’ they just want our approval”

✧ definitely did not interrupt his child’s potential first kiss at their house’s doorstep by slamMINg the door open “sUDDENLY” cuz he “hEard TheIR vOicEs and THougHt TO lET them In”

✧ effectively traumatized both kids

✧ tho he felt bad after n u made him go apologize so he did (and he was forgiven, only if he agreed to never spy on them again--)

✧ doesn’t stop him from scrutinizing every person yalls kid introduces to you tho

✧ overall a super supportive dad, 11/10

ushijima

✧ ok dEF does not know much about parenting ,, at first

✧ stared at his child like ???nani when you both changed their first diaper

✧ also had plenty of staring contests with his babies ,,, called it bonding

✧ was curious and tasted baby food once,,, immediately regretted it

✧ once put a volleyball next to his child, who attempted to bite it, and took it as a sign that they liked it

✧ after sum time n practice, his mind becomes split between “how to volleyball” and “how to dad”

✧ catch him in the kitchen wearing an apron and whipping up his kids’ favorite smiley face pancakes 😤😤

✧ has an amazing ability to get his kids to stop crying, does really simple things like give them their favorite toy or place a gentle hand on their hand or attend to their needs (mans can tell if they want food or needa poop) and they calm down immediately

✧ carried them on his shoulders once and now they never stop asking him for shoulder rides (not that he minds anyway)

✧ if theres two kids he can probs carry one on each shoulder cuz cmon ,,, have u seen this man

✧ always goes to every performance/game/event his child takes part in

✧ man smiles so soft™ when he goes to the 1st grade play and sees his kid’s name in the program next to their role as “townsperson b” (next year, they upgraded to “singing carrot” in a play about the food pyramid)

✧ if his kid ends up enjoying volleyball, he will teach them e v e r y t h i n g they need to know

✧ but is overall super supportive of anything else his child pursues and doesn’t push anything onto them, would rather let them choose what they want to do

✧ had n o idea what to do when his kid asked him about the birds n the bees asfghkl

✧ couldnt sleep one night thinking about it and just randomly asks you while yall laying in bed in the dARk like “so our child asked me how babies are made and I told them they came from watermelon seeds” (you: 👁️👄👁️ “come again”)

✧ you: *at the grocery store with your child*

✧ child: *hands you watermelon* “I want a little brother!”

✧ you: “haha of course honey” 👁️👄👁️ what do i do (*later to ushijima* “duhfojhguf we needa get another baby i promised our child a younger brother fohurof” ; ushi: “wat” ; you: “itS YOUR FAULT”)

✧ yall eventually tell them not every watermelon can produce babies only really special ones that are really hard to get fhuoefkfotfi theyre not ready for the truth

✧ another great daddee, we stan

atsumu

✧ knew parenting was stressful esp with bABieS but was like eh it cant be that bad right

✧ think again

✧ g o o d b y e s l e e p

✧ develops phat bags under his eyes, responds with a weak “aha im fine just that parenting life and the kids ykNOW” whenever his teammates ask if he’s oKAY

✧ tried to tempt his kids to eat their mush baby food by trying it himself, nearly gagged but was able to say “eughh yuMM”

✧ loves to lift them high up in the air, even throws them up a little and nearly drops them (yall almost died from feAR but babie was having so much fun,,, yall agreed to be just a bit more careful)

✧ rlly bad at getting them to stop crying, gets very stressed when he’s exhausted every option he can think of then calls you over for some help/advice (you: *immediately calms them down* ; ratsumu: “how--”)

✧ calls up osamu a lot to ask him how to make food ,, then simps whenever his twin brother comes over and the kids are in love with this man and his cooking (”dad why cant you make stuff as yummy as this”)

✧ very affectionate with his kids, gives them lots of hugs and kisses on the forehead

✧ plays with them a lot! whether it’s sports, just dance, animal crossing, or UNO, yOU NAME IT WE PLAY IT

✧ also has no mercy when playing competitive video or board games,, has made them cry more than once LOL

✧ so sometimes he toned it down n let them win,, until his kids actually got better and DEMOLISH him every time

✧ is cool with his kids cursing, just as long as they don’t do it in front of their teachers LMAO

✧ plays innocent when he gets a call from school saying his kid was using ‘inappropriate language’ and is like “whaaat? my child? im not even sure where they learned that, maybe check if the other kids in class are saying those things, too--”

✧ reminisces how much nicer his kids were to him when they were younger and all the time they spent together,,, bc now that they reached their tEeNS they want alone time

✧ wants to be B) cool dad so he tries kinda hard, esp in front of their friends but his kid’s just like dad pls dofjrgjigtgro

✧ also very supportive of whatever his kids want to pursue and dedicates time to help them in whatever ways he can (whether that be to help them practice, make sure he can provide transportation, get them supplies, etc)

✧ always playfully competing with you to see who’s the “better” parent (you win by default)

✧ PROTECTIVE dad and will easily intimidate ANYONE who crosses his kids

✧ takes sum adjustment and mental resilience but daddee atsumu perseveres 😤 absolutely loves his kids and would do anything for them

#haikyuu x reader #iwaizumi x reader #ushijima x reader #atsumu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x you #haikyuu daddies #LOL #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi haijime x reader #ushijima wakatoshi x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #atsumu miya #ratsumu #atsumu miya x reader #haikyuu reader insert #requests

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b0rista · 4 years

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Oh my god, oh my GOD you gave me the most ridiculous brainrot with those hcs of the Titan trio in a gloomy city, I literally haven’t stopped thinking about it all day. If you’re still open for requests, could you maybe write something similar, but with the reader having a crush on bertholdt, or being his s/o in that au? Thank you so much if you do, I hope you have a lovely day! 🥰

— ❝︎ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍! 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐔 𝐏𝐓. 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ; 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐓. ·˚ ༘

♡︎ : PLEASE I'M SO GLAD THAT YOU LIKED ITDK I LOWKEY FELL OFF AT THE END BUT TYTY 🥺 and tbh i was THIS CLOSE 🤏 to turning it into a bert x reader post so you like read my mind PLSKD. and i hope you have a lovely day, too!! 🥺

reader x bertholdt version of this! i suggest reading those headcanons first because i absolutely refuSe to attempt to explain the atmosphere again because i'm illiterate gegsgdgh

if you'd like a music recommendation for when you're reading this, literally just play the band cigarettes after sex and you'll get the vibe i'm tryna put off 😭

also this is long and dragged out and im SORRYYFHF

because there isn't a whole lot to change (other than bertholt's feelings for annie; he's older, so in this version, he's over it entirely), everything will be the same as it was in the first part. the four of you, all living in extremely gloomy territory. you're only close with eachother, and it's the sour scent of cigarette smoke and green tea keeping the lot of you sane. that, and the rain. the sweet, senseless rain.

as before, bertholdt's in his twenties, and currently working as a philosophy professor's assistant. his workplace is at a local community college, where you and the other two occasionally visit.

the same goes for the others, as well— while annie's a policy analyst, reiner's taken up certified training. again, not much is different from the first version, if anything at all. what you do for a living is entirely up to you. as for lodging, you're still sharing an apartment with annie, and the boys still visit far too often than remotely necessary. for such a big city, the four of you don't really get out much. really, if you ever do, it's with eachother. you're a very, very tight-knit posse.

back during your college campus days, you're liking toward bertholdt was merely platonic. after all, not only were the bunch of you focused on your academia, but he was always the quieter sort. back then, you were more close to reiner, and even annie, who's worse. still, that didn't mean the two of you didn't interact quite a bit. whenever you were struggling with your studies, he was always offering to help. if we're being entirely honest, there were quite a few exams that you'd have likely failed if it weren't for his assistance.

now, the two of you have grown far more comfortable with one another. of course, college was years ago. as time went on, you'd managed to get closer to him, and vice versa. all four of you are close, despite you having turned their trio into a quartet only a mere matter of years ago. somehow, it felt as they were waiting for you to join them.

if you read the part before this one, you read the instance of which you were hassled on the subway, ultimately leading to an actual buddy system in your favor. well, your friends claim that it's in your favor, anyway. really, it feels like babysitting. they don't like whenever you board the underground train by yourself, and you've been caught trying once or twice. the first time, it was by reiner, who nearly bit your head off. the second time, it was by bert, who was mildly displeased.

instead of scolding you, though, he only boarded the same train as you, offering to see you home. unlike reiner, bertholdt isn't aggressive, especially towards you. if anything, he's protective. he doesn't like it whenever the lingering eyes of a stranger land on you, and he sure as hell isn't fond of the thought of another man taking you home. if you're the more flamboyant sort, and you're unafraid of a fling or two, he'll be quietly bitter. of course, he'll never tell you what to do with your life. he'll tell you to be careful with who you trust, and to stay safe. he's only one call away.

back to your feelings, though. currently, your quiet crush on bertholdt is rising with every given day. it's a struggle, bearing feelings for a man so closed off. nevertheless, it's uncontrollable. fortunately, your pining towards him is more subtle than it is obvious, so he's yet to actually realize. that, and he's fucking oblivious. annie and reiner, however? they're as observing as they come. they know about it, and while they don't tease you, they do root for you. reiner more than annie, because annie's horrible at that sort of thing. still, 10/10 friends.

as of right now, you have three pieces of bertholdt's clothing in your closet. a sweater, a scarf, and a t-shirt. he hasn't asked for any of them back, so they're practically yours. they were all loaned to you on seperate occasions. and although he'll never tell you, there's an actual reason for why he hasn't asked for them back— one time, while you were wearing his sweatshirt, he caught a brief glimpse of you from afar: you were bringing the collar to your nose, inhaling the bittersweet scent of his cologne, his scent. you looked so pleased, and it fucking melted him. he can't bring himself to take anything back that he gives to you.

cuddling. all of you cuddle, though it's a bit subtle. whenever the four of you gather at you and annie's apartment after a rough week, you all have this moment where for hours, you simply sit in silence, watching the rain pour atop the cityscape from the other side of the balcony. the television is lowly drumming in the background, and glasses of tea mixed with pure whiskey sit ontop of the coffee table behind you. you do this as a group, and it's weirdly cinematic. when annie's head isn't rested against your shoulder, you like to press the bottom of your chin onto the top of bertholdt's head. from behind him, your arms lazily wrap around his shoulders, and he sinks into you. this is such a weekly occurrence, neither of you even think much of it. after all, reiner and annie are falling asleep ontop of one another beside you. when they do, you and bertholdt often have a quiet conversation. it's sweet, and exactly what the two of you need.

one time, he took you to an ice sculpture festival. it was the midst of winter, and there was one showcasing in the city. of course, the other two were invited. however, they both claimed to be "busy," when really, they went out to see a movie so the two of you could actually do something together. that being said, you went as a pair.

it was actually fun, to your surprise. not because of the sculptures themselves, but because of how much bertholdt actually liked them. for being so closed off, he showed quite a bit of interest in them. y'all know he's artsy. you couldn't help yourself— as he was silently gawking over a ten foot sculpture of a roaring tiger, you called him cute.

of course, knowing him, he immediately started to flush. due to the weather, he easily pinned the redness of his cheeks to the cold. you, of course, were smarter than that.

speaking of the cold, you were freezing. while you made sure to bundle up, you didn't think to bring a scarf. the blisteringly cold wind tickled at your exposed neck, earning itself a shiver from you. you may not have thought much of it, but he certainly did.

from directly behind you, you felt a hand move to hold your hair out of the way as a large, burgundy fabric coiled itself around your neck, immediately encasing you in its warmth. glancing both behind and above you, you saw bertholdt, snugly tying his own scarf around you. from the looks of it, he thought nothing of it. you were cold, and he wanted to fix that. still, the brief collision of his palm against your bare skin was enough to make you melt.

cigarette sharing. this is just,, a thing. the entire group does it, you and bertholdt especially. there have been plenty of instances where you've snatched a dart from in between his lips, bringing it to your own. vice versa, as well— he's a bit more gentle with it, though. when he reaches for your lips, he's careful, and his knuckles ever so slightly graze against your face as he tugs the cigarette from out of your mouth. to this day, you debate surprising him with a quick kiss to his hand.

speaking of kisses, several have been placed on your forehead. despite not being an item, after a particular rough moment, bertholdt's incredibly tender whilst comforting you. by your shoulders, you'll be pulled into an embrace, where he'll bury his nose within your hair while quietly reassuring you. using your chin to raise your face, he'll place a soft, sweet kiss on the center of your forehead. it's short, but effective.

this man is your personal umbrella. if it's pouring rain—which it usually is— and you're without coverage, he is your coverage. he'll either pull off his jacket and use it to cover your head from the rain, or you'll be sheepishly pulled into his chest, where he sacrifices his back to keep you dry.

if the two of you ever exchanged your feelings toward one another, it would be through a dramatic, rainy confession.

you likely went first, blurting out what you felt through a flash of frustrated impulse; it was pouring down rain, and somehow, the two of you had gotten into a conflict in the parking lot of bertholdt's apartment complex. now, you were shouting at him, "perhaps it's because i love you, you goddamn imbecile!"

and he just,, stared. you stared in horror, he stared in utter shock. now, the two of you were drenched, and you were absolutely mortified.

after a couple of moments, you would falter. digging into the left pocket of your coat, you would pull out your pack of marlboros— despite the rain, you moved to get a smoke. "fuck this," you said, "i need a cigarette."

however, right as you flipped the top of the pack open, it would be abruptly smacked out of your grasp, rendering you speechless. and before you could even regain those words of yours back, they were quickly halted by the lips of another, shutting you up for good.

with multiple year's worth of pent up emotions, you and bertholdt kiss beneath the weeping sky.

#this was nasty #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #snk #aot headcanons #bertholdt x reader

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energyanon · 3 years

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Surprise reading as I can’t seem to shake off the curiosity. Ok, I’m gonna set them up in relation to this drama. Personally, I don’t believe it. NV would have to have various personality disorders in order for this to be true, among 5000 other reasons why that is not normal, sane human behaviour. But the Instagram.. so many things don’t match up. However, both me and another anon felt fuzzy headed when we were representing her.. maybe it’s not just her overthinking, maybe it’s something more relating to some kind of disorder, but that’s not my place to say. Let’s check it out. Once again I’m gonna type as I go.

I’ve decided for three set ups here: 1. NV, 2. The group chat as a whole as cited on said Instagram, and 3. Henry.

Set up 2. (The GC) first. I picked up NV and got a headache.

First flag: Natalie wanted to be on top of the GC… that’s weird..

Henry is at a distance but he is staring at them both. Starting to feel like I may have been wrong in my judgment here ha.. 😬 I’m really hoping it’s not true cause otherwise that’s fucking sad and NV has genuine issues. But, I’m ok with being wrong.

Alright, let’s start as NV (cause GC, I feel I already know their feelings regardless of if it’s true or not) FYI, I have moved NV to being close but not on top, as one energy on top of - group of energies would be much too hard to decipher.

NV:

Immediate dizziness. I feel very hot and my air con is currently blasting down upon me so it’s not me. The group chat feels very little to NV. like tiny, as in I could step on them. (1. This can mean they’re not even being seen, she barely cares about them, or 2. Can feel more powerful than) as we know in the screenshots the latter was supposedly the case, so I’m not going to cross that out just yet, but it feels more like I’m just not even seeing them. they’re dirt under my feet. They don’t really have her attention and she’s not super bothered by them, but once I brought her attention to it She does want to stamp it out, it’s a complete nuisance. She wants to cover them up. I gave them a little tap, which ended turning into many taps which turned into actually wanting to destroy their rep all together. so she’s angry about it. (At this point I don’t know if she’s angry about This situation being a lie, as in she’s sick of these people doing this to her, or if she’s genuinely angry at the group for exposing her) the tiny dirt now feels a bit bigger but more like a basketball sized nuisance. She still feels bigger than them, it’s just that this is so ANNOYING. Still wants to rip them up into little pieces, she’s annoyed, she’s moving me around a whole bunch, she’s angry, she’s frustrated, she’s tying her hair up, she’s not having it. like it’s fucking annoying. this is all so ANNOYING. She’s stressed, she’s annoyed, she wants this over and done with.

No more energy shifts. Incoming questions.

Q: do you know them?

No I don’t fucking know them

Ok do you think that was a friend who exposed you?

I don’t know I can’t think I- (just a bunch of profanities) [note: it’s like she’s keyboard smashing in my brain right now it’s REALLY annoyed]

Jaw clenched, I’m swaying from side to side my hands are on my hips, hair away from my face I want to move somewhere else but I need to deal with THIS FUCKING THING FIRST ISHDJFKSJXJDSNX.

god it is SO ANNOYING like if you guys were all in front of me right now you’d be heading me yelling and screaming and So irritated I’m so I’m SO Annoyed. I can’t even think of any other questions to ask cause I’m too busy getting keyboard smashed atm.

I’m gonna move to the group to just see if the intentions there are legit. I need a break from NV.

Ok the group:

the group have some anxiety, stomach dropped. They’re not angry they’re just looking at NV. None of them can be sure if It was NV - I think some of them doubt but it was a “get it out just in case” situation. At least one of them feel bad. Nervous jitters from my right leg. You know how you fidget when you’re waiting to get in trouble?

Q: do you believe it was NV?

There are many of them so I’ll just say it as it came up. No (1) I don’t know (majority) one of them is a yeah, feels like the leader of the group but even then the yeah isn’t a solid resounding yeah. But it’s also not like a “yeaahhh?” It’s like I’m just gonna make a decision and it’s yeah.

Q: are you mad that nv is with Henry

I’m not mad (1)

We’re not mad, we just think he could do better. (Majority)

Q: why did you do this

To expose her

Q: why to expose her if you didn’t truly believe it was her

There is a very weak “it was the right thing to do” like.. when I say weak it feels like they don’t even believe that, but they’ve convinced themselves it is..?

Q: at any point did you lie or fabricate the screenshots?

Resounding no, but one solid yes from someone.

Q: Yes?

One of them.

Q: which one

(I was shown one of them, it was one of the purple and black ones, one where there isn’t much purple - I’ll have to check it after)

Ok, my leg isn’t going crazy anymore - there is just an expectant waiting. They’re looking at NV, she’s taller than them but not much taller (not like they’re a basketball being looked down upon, just normal human heights) the feeling is just waiting. Waiting to see if there is a response. That’s it, that’s all I’ve been given I can’t even conjure Up another question. (Sometimes when the energy is done sharing its just done, I can’t force it past that and I’m not in my right to)

Checking Henry:

Henry is tired, he’s disillusioned, he’s just staring into space. The other two are in front of him (facing one another) but he doesn’t see them. Genuinely no thoughts from him it’s complete disassociation. But I did ask if he knew about this situation, he doesn’t seem to know yet.

And yet he’s still disassociating.. the thought “I don’t know what to do” came up, but it was so slow and fractured it was like… you know that video of that kid who’s trying to say have you ever had a dream that you could do anything but he muddles it up for 20 seconds before getting to it? It’s like that (I’ll link it when I’m done)

“I don’t kn- I just I - what do I ev- wh-“ and it keeps going but imagine it taking FOREVER for him to say it.

He’s stuck in the disassociation. Weird choice, but I need to do it. I’m gonna slap him. (Which yes, means slapping myself)

Ok, that didn’t make much difference, he’s still super tired, he still didn’t see the other two but I tried to bring his attention to NV and he was already turning around to leave “I don’t care, I don’t care I’m too tired” and then he turned back and said to NV to clarify “I do care, but I don’t, I’m tired” and I took him out cause he was walking out of there anyway.

Back to NV one last time, and then I’m doing other stuff with my day and then I’ll do CE tonight.

It’s always dizziness with this chick, I swear. Everytime im with her I’m dizzy, I’m losing blood pressure. She’s calmed down at least but fuck I’m dizzy more dizzy than I usually am (can be her, could also be me continuously going into different energies, I don’t tend to feel like this though but don’t rule it out)

Dizzy, Im not tired, but fatigued like I don’t need to sleep, I need to just lay down. I see the GC but they can fuck off I don’t care. She wants to kick them out of the way. As soon as she does she wants to leap out at them and tear them to shreds. She goes from 1- 100 real quick. I don’t want her to destroy my representative for the group, cause I don’t want anything to accidentally manifest in real time for the actual group, so im going to create a little thing that she can destroy instead - just in case there are any energetic consequences of her destroying the representation of the GC. Found a little piece of paper I called it placebo GC and we’re tearing it up.

Ok so, I got her to tear up Placebo GC. She got raveonous with it. I am now coming to believe that NV has some major anger issues. To be fair, im feeling how annoyed she is and I get it honestly it’s the only way to get out this level of emotion. It’s not healthy, therapy is needed for sure, but I’m not gonna sit here like this and say that she’s overreacting cause when you’re feeling like she is, there’s no where else for this to go

She ripped them up, crushed them, tore at them with her teeth, crushed them into a little ball again and chucked them away and then we just screamed “FUCK!” For literally about 3 minutes and she was LIVID. I’ve sat her down now while I write this, she’s still annoyed, she’s not livid.

Interesting to note though, all throughout the screaming there was never a single thought that came up that was like “why can’t they just let US live, why can’t we just BE together” she really doesn’t seem to care about the affect it has on her and Henry’s relationship, she’s just annoyed people are talking shit. Like she just doesn’t care that people won’t accept them.

Oh! I haven’t checked on her vs. HC so lemme do that. I wanna see if she checks up on him too, cause from a normal relationship perspective, this would affect him too. But let’s see.

Yup, ok, nothing from her end, if anything she’s giving him the silent treatment. Like she’s looking at him in the way you do when your partner has said something stupid and you’re too angry to answer. But she doesn’t care that he’s there. I went to him also to see if he would comfort her and he was just a brick wall, kind of more like “here I am I’m showing up but idc. I really idc. Sorry that you’re going through it I guess.” Both of them had the ~aura~ (I don’t know how to explain it on text) of “this did not go as planned” however, they didn’t SAY that, just as an FYI, it was just a bit of a shared feeling translated into words.

That’s it. I’m ending it there. I’ve got life admin to do, be back later for a CE reading as promised. :)

#ooo I should also check on the “quote NV unquote in the Instagram #fuck that would have been a good idea to see if it was legit her or not.#I’ll leave the set up as it is #do my stuff #do CE as promised and then try that out #reading #nv #hc

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marveloussupernerd · 4 years

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im going to come thru and request one of your holiday prompts!! please do jumin saying number twelve 💀💀 but like it’s the penthouse

Christmas Lights and Bruises - Jumin Han

This is from my Christmas prompt list , requests are currently open so feel free to request :)

Prompt: “I fell off the roof putting up Christmas lights”

Summary: Jumin really wanted you to have the best Christmas ever. If that meant he got a few bruises along the way... well... that was okay by him

FIRST OF ALL after a Google search: a fall from over 50 ft will almost def kill u and Jumin lives on the eighth floor at least (80 ft up min) so he would die. I’m not trying to kill him SO we’re just gonna say that the penthouse ceilings are high and he had to use a ladder to line the ceiling w lights

ANYWAYS ty for requesting bb I love you and literally everyone has requested seven for these prompts but you ? Just saying this is like everyone else erasure (no h8 to those requested seven tho :))

You were going to go for a nice day out while Jumin finished up some work at the home office. He didn’t have too too much, but he still sent you to the hairdressers because you were in need of a cut, and he wanted to get your nails done too while you were at it. You opted for the cut first.

Christmas was only in a few more weeks; you were so excited! This was your first Christmas with Jumin by your side (more notably as your HUSBAND by your side), so you wanted to make it special. The past few Christmases had been meh for you so you really wanted to make this one fun. You had already ordered his present and it was on its way. Soon you wanted to put the tree up too!

You hadn’t opted to get too too much off for your haircut, a little over an inch (2.5 cm) or so, but you were still excited to have it look all nice and fancy. Plus the hairdresser was always soothing. After she had washed your hair you made you way over to the seat to start the cut.

Not even half your head cut later and you were getting a phone call from one of the building’s security guards. He knew where you were at the moment so you figured it was important. You asked your hairstylist to wait a moment then picked up the call. “This is Mrs. Han.”

“I’m so glad I got a hold of you. Uh, your husband has had a fall...”

“A fall? Is he okay?” Your hairdresser raised her eyebrow.

“He refuses to lay down and rest. I swear I heard something crack so I called the doctor...” he sounded concerned.

“Alright. I’m on my way.” You took off the cape and stood up, hair still wet and half-cut. “I’ve got to go. Can we finish this later?”

With all the money she was getting paid? Of course she wouldn’t say no. She nodded and wished you the best. You flung on your heavy coat and headed out.

“Would you like me to send Driver Kim?” The guard asked.

“That won’t be necessary. I’m only a few blocks away. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

You hightailed it to the penthouse. How did he fall!? He was supposed to be working. Your face was cold; it was below freezing out and your wet hair certainly wasn’t helping. Maybe you should have brought a scarf.

You rushed into the building, heading up to the penthouse floor and to the front door. The security guards were waiting for you. “Mrs Han.” They greeted you, standing at attention.

“Is he okay? Where is he?” You questioned.

“He’s likely at his desk right now, Ma’am. The doctor should be here in about 15 minutes.”

You rushed through the door, not bothering to take off your coat (you were cold enough already granted) and rushed to the office, knocking before opening the door immediately.

Jumin was at his desk, typing away at his computer. He looked up to you and smiled, then winced. “You’re home early.”

“Jumin!” You rushed by his side, kneeling next to him. “Are you okay? You had me worried.”

“Oh,” he waved his hand to disregard what had happened. “You heard about that. I’m fine.”

“You don’t have to be strong around me,” you cupped his cheek in your hands. “Won’t you lay down until the doctor gets here?”

He sighed. “I suppose if you’d like me to.”

You grabbed his arm as he stood up, carefully guiding him to bed. “Would you care to tell me how you fell?”

“Well... I might as well since you’re about to find out anyways. I... fell off the roof putting up Christmas lights.” He sounded dejected. You helped sit him down gently in bed.

“The roof!? Jumin we’re on like the eighth floor!?” You were shouting. You were just so shocked.

“Oh... not the roof. The... ceiling? I tried to line the ceiling with Christmas lights for you in the living room. But... I fell off the ladder.” You pulled the blanket over him.

“Oh Baby,” you stroked some of the hair out of his face. “You didn’t have to put those up. We can pay someone to put those up.”

“But... I know how much you love Christmas and I wanted to make it extra special for you.”

“I know. I bet it looks great,” you kissed his cheek.

“Not really... the lights are hanging around only half lit up.

“Well I’m proud of you anyway. Now where does it hurt?”

He looked kind of uneasy, as though he still didn’t want you to know how much it hurt. He had a tight frown on his face. “My... chest. I don’t know. Right here?” He pointed under his chest. Men were never very good at injuries, huh.

“Your ribs? We’ll have the doctor check them out. You might have a concussion too if you hit your head.” You gently pressed a kiss to his lips. “You’re so sweet. But please, let me help next time. You had me worried sick.” Your eyes were glossy. What a stupid thing to cry over. But you were quite upset. What if he had gotten severely hurt? What if he had actually tried to do this outside?

“Okay. But I’m okay, alright?” He reached forward slightly to unbutton your winter coat, pushing it off your shoulders. “Oh my,” he muttered under his breath.

“Oh my what?” Your voice was just as soft to match his.

“Your hair... has looked better. I thought I had paid to have it done.” His hand reached out to touch your hair, a crunching sound being made as soon as he touched it.

“Oh, it probably froze. I, uh, left as soon as I heard. She only had time to cut half of it. But, I’ll get it done later! So long as you’re okay. You know, I can actually just have them come here so I can stay with you if you-“

“Honey,” he cut you off. You looked back at him. He had a warm smile on his face. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”

“I’ll make you some tea while we wait for the doctor. He should be here any minute though.” You stood from your spot, but Jumin caught your wrist before you could leave.

“Stay here with me. Call the Chef to make tea or something. I just... want you here for now.” His eyes looked sleepy. How could you refuse? You sat down on the side of the bed, shifting so you could stroke his hair. He shut his eyes as you waited.

The doctor said he had bruised a rib. He probably also had a minor concussion and should rest as much as possible and avoid stressful work. He clearly didn’t know Jumin. Still, you’d try your best to keep him resting for the next few days. He lived and worked in such a fast-paced environment that the doctor worried any work could set him off and make his conditions worse.

“Watch Christmas movies with me?” You asked, after the doctor had left. You had put your hair up so that you didn’t have to look at it, half-cut, every time you passed a mirror. If the hairdresser didn’t get here soon you’d cut it yourself. It was that annoying. Still, for the sake of Jumin, you tried to ignore it.

“I haven’t seen very many,” he commented, eyes locked on you as you climbed into bed, pajamas and fuzzy socks on. “Christmas movies.”

“For real!?” You took the remote from the bedside table and climbed under the blankets, scooting closer to your husband. He was on his back, head propped up by pillows. He wanted to switch to his side but you wouldn’t let him. It would hurt!

He pulled you closer by the waist until your head was resting on his shoulder. “For real. I’ve only seen... hm... A Christmas Carol. It’s A Wonderful Life...”

“That’s all!?” You moved yourself off his shoulder to look at him in disbelief.

“And Rudolph.”

“That’s still all!? We have so many to watch.”

“But my work-“

“Nope. I’ll arrange for someone else to do it. We have to watch Elf. And The Santa Clause. And Frosty the Snowman. And The Polar Express! And.. so many more!” You snuggled back next to him, using the remote to pull up the first Christmas movie of the night.

He sighed, rolling his eyes playfully.

“I cannot believe you rolled your eyes!” You teased. “What have you done for 27 years without me!? Without these movies!?” He flinched. “Oh! I’m sorry,” you pushed away from him slightly. “I hadn’t realized I was hurting you.”

“No, come back.” He was POUTING. Pouting. You had never seen him pout like that. You didn’t move though. “I don’t mind it.”

You huffed at him.

“Okay.” He scooted closer to you. “If you get on the other side we can cuddle and it won’t hurt. Because it’s my good side. How about that?”

You climbed over him, sitting on his other side, resting your head on his shoulder. “Better?”

“Better,” he sighed. He grabbed your hand in his. “Now start the movie. It seems I have a lot to catch up on!”

With all the movies and excitement and you, how could he possibly go back to work?

Bye writing for Jumin is my element I was so happy writing this. Ik I write for him a lot and if I write for any character too much it’s like blah. But he rlly is my favorite character :) I love him

#mystic messenger #mysme #Jumin han #Christmas

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knybabu · 4 years

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hiii ty for the follow & super excited to see what you write !💗💗💗 can i please request a giyuu scenario where reader & him are taking a bath in a waterfall? it can be female or gender neutral! whichever you want! you can also make it nsfw if you want! you don’t have to write this though but if you do have fun with it!💗💗💗🥺

hii! thank you for the follow back, i really enjoyed your writing and i cant wait to see more! heres your request, i hope it meets your expectations im not good at writing so if it didnt im sorry >.<

grateful > t.giyuu

warnings: slight nsfw(?), slight manga spoilers, descriptions of depression (not angst)

” Giyuu, look over there!”

You and Giyuu had just fulfilled an important mission near the Natagumo mountain. It seemed like a repeat of the last mission around there as a community of demons had resigned in the area, luring unsuspecting humans to their “inns” that they had built but were really meant to capture food. It had been a long but easy task as those demons had not lived long enough to eat more than 40 humans but their demon art was a bit complicated.

After the Kakushi arrived you dragged Giyuu along the mountain, using the more scenic route to return to the demon slayer headquarters. Oyakata-sama had no issue with a delayed arrival as he believed you two needed a break and you completely agreed. While walking around you both heard splashes of water and what seemed to be a current, it wasn't until you decided to explore more that you found the origin of the loud noises.

” It's a waterfall! I didn't even know this existed here?!”

” Me neither...” Giyuu took his spot beside you as you smiled at the view. The water was crystal clear allowing both of you to see all the plants and small fishes inside. It was styled like a creek as what surrounded the waterfall was a simple body of water making it safe to jump into. You grabbed onto the sleeve of Giyuu’s haori and pulled him towards the water.

” Y/N, we should be heading back home.”

” Yeah but look at us! We're all bloodied up...we can use some time to relax here, look at how beautiful it is!”

Giyuu looked down at your pouting face as you tried to pull him to go with you into the water and he couldn't help but smile in his head. He strived to make you happy, always trying to please you so this wasn't the worst that you could ask for. He also didn't actually mind taking a small bath in the waterfall but he did worry about any situation that may arise at the headquarters...but it was you in his mind now, he struggles to deny you anyways so going the easy route is fine by him.

” Fine, let's hop in.”

” Yay!”

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” You know I don't mind you looking, right? You have seen me naked before in bed and in a bath.”

” It's for my own safety.”

” Are you calling my body dangerous?” You both had taken off your clothes, piling them neatly on top of a clean rock. Giyuu was still trying to act like a gentleman by averting his eyes but you definitely didn't mind if he stared at you since you knew he would get excited. Despite that, your main purpose was to bathe so you grabbed onto his hand and led him into the water.

It was cold but refreshing, allowing you to relax all your tense muscles. You began to swim around, the water being deep enough to do so, while Giyuu went over to the waterfall to meditate. You dipped your head into the water so that you could wash the dirt and dried blood from your hair before going over to bother your lover. He had emerged from the waterfall and followed you around for a bit before you both relaxed against some boulders inside the creek.

You were still playing around in your place, moving some of the small pebbles with your feet while Giyuu stared at your face. He never knew how you could radiate such happiness, even after going on a mission or in any scenario. He felt lucky to have you as he watched your lips curve into a smile as you spotted some fish.

There was not a single day where he didn't condemn himself for what happened in final selection. He constantly brought himself down to where he would almost never smile or feel happy but it was becoming better each day he was with you. He still doesn't know why you chose him over the bountiful amount of people who didn't struggle with themselves but he was glad you did. You helped him out of his ”bad place” and you didn't even know it. He was grateful for you.

” This is so nice, I wish we could stay here forever...” You interrupted Giyuu’s thoughts with your own voiced ones and you snuggled closer to him, hugging onto his arm and rubbing your head against his bicep.

” Me too.” Giyuu looked down at you with soft eyes, moving his hand to caress your cheek gently. His hands were rough, plagued with scars and calluses but they never failed to relax you completely.

” I love you, Giyuu.” You offered him a loving smile, prancing your finger along the outline of his muscles. He let himself break character and smiled back at you. He moved both hands to your waist before hoisting you onto his lap. You let out a delighted hum and wrapped your arms around his neck. ” Well, well, well...I knew you would break!”

” What are you talking about?”

” You know what I mean!” You subtly grinded your heat against his member causing him to tense you and grip onto your hips.

” I wasn't planning on taking you, Y/N.”

” Huh? You weren't?”

” No...but I don't mind. ” He quickly wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into him as he digs his face into the crook of your dainty neck.

” I love you too, Y/N.”

#giyuu #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #giyuu tomioka #giyuu x reader #tomioka giyuu #giyuu tomioka x reader #tomioka giyuu x reader #first request

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abusedsanderssides · 3 years

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Rescued

Trigger/content warnings: Past abuse mention, unsympathetic Remus and Deceit, sympathetic Roman, Patton, and Logan, cursing, tying up, injuries, hurt/comfort, ptsd, rescuing from abusive home.

Ship(s): A little bit of Prinxiety at the end.

Characters: Virgil, Roman, Remus, Patton, Logan, and Deceit/Janus (before name reveal).

2014 words

Prompt: Can roman rescue virgil from this drabble

Requested by @im-a-flippen-dinosaur link

A/N: Sorry this took so long! I’ve had a bunch of stuff come up but I hope you like it! <3

- 4/26/21

Roman had just gotten out of the shower and changed into pajamas, feeling clean and refreshed. It was around midnight, so he went to his bed so he could sleep. He pulled back the covers and there lay a white rat with red eyes. Roman almost screamed, slapping his hand over his mouth before he did so he didn't wake anyone up.

He had to think for a second. Why in the Disney was there a rat in his bed? Then he realized. "Oh my god," Roman said out loud to himself, "Fucking Remus!"

Roman quickly snapped his fingers and the rat disappeared, a clean set of sheets now on his bed. Roman grabbed his sword off the wall and stormed out of his room, going to pay a visit to his brother.

Once he entered the Dark Sides' Mindscape he charged towards Remus' room. Roman kicked the door open and it slammed against the wall. Roman scanned the room, seeing Remus on his bed and his eyes latched onto him, not processing the other person in the room.

After a second Roman's eyes darted to what Remus was towering over. It was a small, pale, very skinny, and terrified boy covered head to toe in bruises and cuts. He was wearing a black hoodie and white and black plaid pajama pants with some black eyeliner under his eyes, and boy was he cute.

'Who is this man?' Roman thought. 'I've never seen him a day in my life.' Roman then noticed that the boy was tied up, wrists and ankles bound, rope tying his legs together as he leaned against Remus' headboard.

Roman's thoughts were cut off with his brother saying, "Well hello there. Now is not a great time for our fight so maybe go jack off and then come back. I'll probably be done with him by then." Roman's eyebrows were furrowed in confusion.

Virgil was overwhelmed. First, Remus dragged him out of his room and brought him to his, beating the living shit out of him for no reason. He didn't even do anything wrong! Then, Remus tied him up and threw him on the bed, crawling to hover over him and whisper all the horrible things he was going to do to Virgil in his ear. Then after that, this man dressed in white and red busted down Remus' door holding a sword and boy did he look furious.

What was going on? Was that man here to hurt Virgil too? Or was he here to save him? Virgil hoped and prayed for the latter, locking eyes with the man and sending him pleads and practically telling him his life story with just a look.

And the man looked... concerned? Why did he look concerned? Was he actually going to help Virgil or was he just going to take him and use him the same way Remus and Deceit do?

"What are you doing, Remus? Who is that? What are you doing to him?" The man asked, his voice rising a bit at the end making Virgil visibly flinch.

Remus laughed his manic laugh, huffing out, "This is none of your concern, brother." Wait, the man in white was Remus' brother? Virgil didn't even know he had a brother! Virgil looked back and forth from both men. He struggled against the bonds, causing Remus to snap his head back to him, holding Virgil down in a firm grasp.

The man in white looked furious, and that scared Virgil. Remus cackled, "I'm not saying sorry for the rat, by the way. That was hilarious!" Virgil could visibly see the anger in the man's face and he wondered if steam was going to come out of his ears.

Virgil watched as the man charged towards Remus with his sword, and Virgil flinched, falling off the bed in the process. The two brothers were rolling around on the floor, fighting. Remus had gotten his mourning star out, which Virgil knew from experience hurt, and he heard the metal clashing together.

Virgil spaced out. He wasn't processing what was going on, all the noise blurring together, and his vision got blurry. So Virgil didn't notice when Deceit stormed into the room, Roman quickly knocking them both out, snapping his fingers to tie them up back to back so they couldn't escape.

Roman hadn't noticed that Virgil fell off the bed, so he panicked when the boy was nowhere in sight. Roman rushed to the other side of the bed, seeing Virgil laying on the floor with his eyes shut tight and brows furrowed. Roman snuck towards the man as to not scare him, sitting down quietly. Virgil flinched when Roman's fingers brushed against his leg, attempting to curl in on himself even more.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise," The man spoke, and when Virgil didn't move a muscle he continued, "My name is Prince Roman and I'm here to rescue you. I'm going to take you somewhere safe, but I have to get this rope off first. Can I do that?"

Virgil slowly cracked one eye open, having a better look at the man, Roman, who showed nothing but sympathy on his face. Virgil took a second to think it over, nodding slowly. Roman reached behind Virgil and started to untie the rope.

Once Virgil was untied he muttered out, "Thank you." Roman took a second to try and figure out what he said, as it was barely audible.

He nodded his head, smiling, "You're very welcome, beautiful." Virgil blushed, hiding his face in his bangs. After a few seconds, Roman asked, "Can I pick you up? I need to take you somewhere safe, princess." Virgil nodded his head, flinching when Roman picked him up bridal style. Virgil panicked, quickly wrapping his arms around Roman's neck. Roman giggled, "Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to drop you, promise."

Virgil looked him in the eyes. He could faintly see a few freckles dusting his nose and cheeks, and deep brown eyes looking at him through long lashes. Virgil's heart skipped a beat, feeling honored that he was being held by this stunningly beautiful man.

Roman exited Remus' room, walking towards the door that Virgil wasn't allowed to go through. He didn't want to anyway, Remus told him there were monsters in there that could eat him in one bite. Roman went to open the door and Virgil struggled to escape his hold. "What's wrong?" He asked concern on his face as his hand dropped from the doorknob.

Virgil looked at him, confused. "W-what? T-there's m-monsters in there!" Roman looked taken aback.

He then let out a laugh that made Virgil blush, "What? No, silly. That's where us Light Sides are!" Virgil mouthed the words 'light sides' in confusion. What the fuck were light sides? "Do you not know?" Roman asked and when Virgil shook his head, he grabbed the doorknob again, "Guess I'll just have to show you then."

Roman opened the door and saw stairs behind it, leading up to somewhere. Roman climbed the stairs after closing the door, opening the door at the top of the stairs. Virgil saw that there was a living room, the same as where he lived, just much brighter and cleaner.

Virgil looked around his surroundings, Roman carefully setting him down on the couch. Virgil sunk into it, it was so comfortable! Roman sat down next to him, keeping his distance while still staying close.

Roman then slowly stood up. "Please stay here, I'll be right back. I promise." Virgil nodded, obeying Roman's orders, watching as Roman climbed the stairs.

A few minutes later he returned with two other men, both looking tired and had glasses. One wore a gray cat sweatshirt and pajama pants, the other wearing a black polo, blue tie, and blue jeans. Did he sleep in those?

The man with the cat hoodie widened his eyes when he saw Virgil, hurrying towards him, causing Virgil to curl in on himself and put his hands up in surrender. The man stopped where he was, kneeling down in front of where Virgil sat on the couch. "Hey," He spoke and Virgil immediately relaxed a bit, his voice being very calm. "It's okay, we're not going to hurt you. We're here to help."

"That is correct," The other said, and Virgil knew it must've been the other man as Virgil didn't recognize it as Roman or the one in front of him. Virgil lifted his head up, seeing three looks of concern and empathy. "Are you hurt?"

Virgil shook his head, confused. Why were they being so nice?

"My name is Patton," The man in front of him spoke, "and that's Logan," Patton said, turning towards the man in the tie. Virgil nodded his head, signaling he followed. "What your name, kiddo?"

"Anxiety," Virgil whispered, not trusting them with his real name yet. Patton nodded, reaching out to hold Virgil's hand, causing him to flinch away, shaking in fear.

"Hey, hey," Patton reassured, "I'm not going to hurt you. You're safe here." Virgil loosened up, complying and letting Patton hold his hand. "Oh my goodness you're freezing cold!" Patton exclaimed, careful not to raise his volume. "Do you want a blanket?" Virgil shook his head, not wanting to be a burden to them even though he was freezing.

"Are you hungry?" Logan asked. Virgil shook his head again.

"Tired?" Roman added, and Virgil nodded at that one.

Virgil was scared. He didn't know who these people were or what was going on, and it didn't help that he was the literal embodiment of anxiety. Virgil mumbled, barely above a whisper, "Please don't take me back."

Patton's eyes widened and he shook his head frantically, "Oh no, sweetie! Never! You're staying here where you're safe." Virgil let out a breath that he didn't realize he was holding him, slightly nodding his head. He didn't know if he could trust these men but they seemed nicer than Deceit and Remus, and even if they weren't nice people, Virgil didn't plan on going back to them ever in his life.

It was silent for a second before Logan spoke again, "Where would you like to sleep? Currently, as your arrival was a surprise, we cannot offer you your own room. Making you sleep on the couch would be highly rude and unsafe, so that is not an option."

Virgil thought for a second. Patton seemed really nice, but he feared that he might touch him too much as he seemed like a cuddly and affectionate person. Logan seemed cold, and Virgil didn't feel comfortable sleeping with him. So that left Roman. Virgil felt safe with Roman. He did rescue him, after all.

"C-can I sleep with R-Roman?" Virgil muttered out. All three nodded their heads and Virgil sighed contently.

Roman took a step forward, getting Virgil's attention. "Would you like me to carry you, princess?" Virgil blushed at the nickname, nodding his head in agreement. Roman picked him up bridal style, Virgil once again holding onto him. They all said goodnight to each other, agreeing to discuss this more in the morning, and Roman carried him up to his room.

Roman's room had the same layout as Remus's but they were decorated very differently. He has a huge bed with a red comforter, big windows, Disney posters (which Virgil loved), and it looked like a room in a royal castle. Roman set Virgil down on his bed and Virgil immediately relaxed into it, snuggling up against the soft sheets. Roman giggled, a light blush painting his cheeks.

"Let me tuck you in, silly." Roman covered Virgil with the blankets, smiling at the beautiful boy below him. "Would you like me to sleep on the floor?"

Virgil widened his eyes, quickly shaking his head. "No! Please stay." Roman obliged, slipping into bed next to Virgil. Virgil hesitantly curled up in Romans' chest, and big arms wrapped him in a hug.

Virgil felt safe. He felt loved. He felt wanted.

Roman was his hero.

#tw abusive content #tw abuse #abused sanders sides #abused ss writing #abused virgil #abusive remus #abusive deceit #abusive janus #hero roman #sympathetic roman #sympathetic patton #sympathetic logan #unsympathetic remus #unsympathetic deceit #unsympathetic janus #request

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angelic-holland · 5 years

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Cover Me In Your Love // th x fem!reader x jg

moodboard by the lovely @robbinholland

Summary: Sequel to When Two Becomes Three. Jake and Tom take care of their good girl.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: threeway, mild m/m interactions, overstimulation, bondage, squirting, mild humiliation, but like a heaping pile of fluff at the end

A/N: apparently im a slut for these two anyways are we shocked? absolutely not. this was mostly written last night at 1am while watching buzzfeed unsolved so i apologize for any atrocious grammar

ake’s had his eyes on you all night as you danced at the club with Tom. They just finished their interviews earlier that day, so of course everyone wanted to go out and celebrate. Which led you to wear a very tight skirt and a crop top, grinding against your boyfriend, his hands tight on your hips. His lips marked you as much as possible, biting down on your sweet spot, gently sucking along your neck right up to your ear.

“Look at Jake baby, he looks like he wants to bend you over the bar and fuck you in front of everyone. You’d let him wouldn’t you?” Tom whispers into your ear and you groan, nodding.

“You’re just so fucking desperate to get fucked, you missed his cock didn’t you? Miss the way we’d both fuck you at the same time?”

As Tom got more and more turned on simply by his own words, his accent became thicker. You whimpered as Jake winked at you, feeling how wet you were with no panties underneath the leather skirt.

“Wanna get out of here? Want Jake to take care of you? Want me to watch?”

“Yeah, Tom, please,” you moan, voice nearly drowned out by the loud music blaring through the club. Tom nods towards Jake and he follows you and Tom out of the club, keeping his distance before you’re in the elevator going up to your room.

Tom stood on one side of you, his hands gripping your hips, mouthing at your neck while Jake whispers instructions in your other ear.

Jake’s hand easily glides under the material of your crop top, playing with the lace of your bra, “when you get to the room I want you to strip for us, Tom’s going to watch me take care of you since you’ve been such a good girl lately. Then we’ll both make you feel like you’re in fucking heaven baby girl.”

“Are you sure we’re not already there?” You whisper, slightly breathless as he pinches your nipple through the fabric of your bra.

The elevator dings and Jake and Tom both pull away, Tom slips his hand in your own before guiding you to your room.

They step back and watch as you strip for them, leaving your clothes and heels in a pile by the door before you look down, flushing.

“You look gorgeous baby girl,” Jake smiles, cupping your chin and tilting your head up to face him. You were trembling, naked and eager, trying to hide just how flustered the older man made you as Tom sat in the desk chair of your hotel room, watching you behave so well for Jake.

“Thank you sir,” you breath out and his thumb catches on your bottom lip, pulling it down. You want to wrap your lips around it but you wait to see what he wants.

“So good for me too, go ahead, suck it like you would my cock,” Jake pushes his thumb further into your mouth and your tongue goes to work, swirling along his finger as his other hand is firm around the base of your neck, gently pushing you back towards the bed.

You stumble slightly, keeping your lips around his thumb until he pulls his hand away, “Go ahead, spread out on the bed for me.”

You scramble to do as you’re told, spreading your legs and resting your hands by your head, feeling yourself flush as he crawls between your legs. His hands spread your thighs and you nearly pass out when he licks his lips.

“Tom, you’ve been edging her every day since Mexico?” Jake asks, running a finger through the mess between your thighs.

“Christ yeah, so needy, but she took her edges so well, never complained, even begged me for more,” Tom smirks and his voice is thick with lust.

Jake looks back at him for a moment, a proud smile on his face before focusing his attention back on you.

“Such a needy little slut huh? But you’re such a good slut for us, aren’t you? Didn’t come once since Mexico,” Jake kisses along the inside of your thigh before pressing a kiss to your clit, which was already throbbing for them.

“Your slut sir, fuck,” you whimper, hands grabbing at the pillow under your head as he gently pushes his index finger inside of you.

“That’s right, such a good girl for me. Do you like when Tom watches me take you apart? Want him to join us?”

“Fuck, Tom, please, please join us, want you, need you.”

“But baby girl, Tommy’s had you all to himself for a while. Isn’t it time I give you a few edges?”

You squeeze your eyes shut as Jake’s tongue circles your clit, lips lightly wrapping around it and sucking gently.

“Eyes on me, keep those legs open for me,” Jake demands and your eyes flutter open again.

His lips are red and spit slick as he moves back to suck on your clit again. He adds a second finger inside of you, stretching you while you clench around him, your legs twitching as the fight to stay open.

“Do you need some help honey? Need some help staying on display for Tom to watch me take you apart?”

“Oh fuck,” you groan, “yeah, yeah I think do,” you begin to squirm before watching Tom stand up and walk over to his suitcase.

Both Tom and Jake are completely clothed, which only adds to the flush and sheen of sweat on your body at the dynamic between them and you.

Tom grabs dark red rope and you moan, loud, almost too loud for the hotel room. You were grateful that Tom and Jake had adjoining rooms.

“Shhh, do you want Tom to tie you up? Make sure you can feel everything we want to give you?” Jake asks, kissing your clit again as his fingers rub along your g-spot. His teeth graze your clit and your back arches as Tom moves to kneel by your head.

“Yeah, oh fuck, sir, I’m close,” you whine as Tom brings your wrist to his mouth, kissing along it before bringing it up to the headboard. He easily ties that hand before running a hand down to your tits, fingers pinching your nipple as you whimper and cry, clenching around Jake’s fingers as you get impossibly closer.

“Do you wanna come baby girl? Wanna come all over my fingers?”

“Fuck, no Jake, want you to edge me please,” your voice is trembling as you hold back your orgasm.

“Aww such a good girl for me, you want to be dripping by the time I get my cock inside you don’t you?”

“Yeah, fuck, fuck please, sir, please,” you cry out just as you’re about to tip over the edge Jake pulls his fingers out of you, running them up and down your folds before pushing your thighs farther apart.

“Tom, go ahead, tie her legs apart for me, we’ll need plenty of space to work,” Jake kisses your clit once more before Tom moves to wrap his hand around your ankle, pulling it to the side and tying it to the bedpost.

He ties your other ankle as well before tying your other wrist. And then you were tied spread eagle and trembling for them as Jake dove his tongue into your cunt, fucking you with it as Tom slowly strips his shirt off.

“God, you taste divine baby girl, I missed your pretty little cunt,” Jake moans before licking through your folds again, pushing two fingers back into you as you near the edge again.

“Sir, please, ‘m close,” you whine and he stops again.

“Such a good girl, telling me when you’re close, you think Tommy can join us? Want us both to sit between your legs and make you feel good?” Jake kisses your hip, thumb rubbing tight circles against your clit.

“Oh fuck, yes, please Tom, sir, want both of you, please,” you whimper and Tom smiles, resting a hand on your upper thigh. Jake moves over and his body presses against your other thigh so Tom can kneel next to him.

“Look so pretty for us, want to come now? Want to come with me and Jake’s mouths and hands all over you?” Tom asks, kissing along your thigh, Jake continues fucking his fingers into you as Tom’s lips brush against your clit.

“Please, I’ll be good, please do whatever you want,” you cry out as Tom slips his tongue down and licks around Jake’s fingers.

“Okay pretty girl, you can come whenever you want,” Tom mumbled against your skin.

“Fuck, can, god can you both eat me out?” You ask, flushing at the thought.

Jake rubbed his cheek against your thigh, knowing how much you love when his beard scratches your skin, smirking up at you, “you want us both to eat you out baby girl? Want us to use our tongues to make you feel really good?”

“Fuck, please, please yeah,” you whine as Jake pulls his fingers out of you and the angle is odd but Tom and Jake make it work.

Jake focuses on fucking you with his tongue while Tom sucks your clit at an angle, pulling delicious moans from you. Tom’s hand is gripping your thigh and Jake’s hand is currently holding onto the back of Tom’s head, encouraging him to eat you out with soothing tugs of his hair.

The sight alone has you coming, crying their names while you arch your back and fight against the rope that’s binding you.

“So pretty coming for us, wanna come again?” Jake asks, letting go of Tom’s head, he’s got a deep blush spreading from his cheeks to the tips of his ears and you moan, nodding your head.

“You okay?” Jake asks Tom and Tom groans.

“Yeah, Christ yeah,” Tom smiles up at you and you whimper before Tom dives back to eat you out, tracing your folds while Jake gently rests a hand on the back of his neck.

“You like this don’t you? Like watching me make your boyfriend eat you out?” Jake smirks as Tom groans against you.

“Fuck, Tom, do you like this?” You whimper, watching as Jake’s hand runs to hold onto Tom’s shoulder, gently rubbing his skin.

“Yeah, shit,” Tom pulls back, he stares at Jake’s lips, both of them covered in your juices.

“Can you, fuck, Tom do you want to kiss Jake?”

Tom flushes an even darker red than you thought possible and nods shyly.

“Holy fuck please,” you cry out, gasp as Jake pulls Tom to him, capturing his lips as their hands grip your thighs, lightly teasing you. Tom gets absolutely lost in the feeling Jake’s lips against his own. They’re so different than yours, rougher, his beard scratches Tom’s cheeks as Jake pushes his tongue into Tom’s mouth. Tom whimpers as he feels himself get impossibly harder before Jake pulls away.

“Let’s make our girl feel good okay?” Jake asks, running a hand through Tom’s hair and tugging his head back. Tom lets out a raspy moan when Jake does, which makes you whimper as Jake pushes Tom’s face back towards your cunt.

“Holy fuck,” you whine, tugging at the rope around your hands, watching as Jake moves to fuck you with his tongue as Tom continues to suck on your clit, moaning around it when Jake tugs at his hair.

“Oh, please, please let me come, please, fuck,” you cry out as Jake pulls back, lips and chin wet and shiny with your wetness.

“You can come however many times you want,” Jake grins, “or do you like asking permission? You like being a good slut for us?”

“Yeah, just, oh fuck, please give me permission,” you moan as Tom’s teeth graze your clit.

“Go ahead then baby girl, come all over Tommy’s tongue,” Jake instructs, dragging Tom’s mouth down to your entrance, fucking into you as you come, his nose gently rubbing against your clit.

“Oh fuck, Tommy, sir, feels so good,” you cry, your eyes squeezing shut as you twitch and fight against the rope.

“God, you’re going to keep coming all over our tongues until you can’t take it anymore, do you want that? Want to keep coming?” Jake asks, pulling Tom’s face up, licking your come off his chin before shoving his tongue in Tom’s mouth.

“Please, oh fuck, keep doing that, keep kissing, oh, fuck, make me feel good,” you cry out before Jake pushes two fingers inside of you while continuing to make out with Tom.

Jake’s thumb brushes against your clit and you can’t help but watch Tom rut his hips against the bedspread as Jake’s other hand runs down to grab at his ass.

“Jesus this is hot,” you pant as you get closer once again.

“Yeah? You like this don’t you? You fucking love this huh?” Jake smirks as you feel yourself begin to tip over the edge.

“Fuck, can I come? Please, sir, love it so much,” you cry and Tom pants, eyes trained on the way Jake’s fingers sunk into you.

“What do you say Tom? Want to let her come?”

“Yeah, fuck, go ahead princess, come all over Jake’s fingers,” Tom smiles, darting his tongue out to lick the remainder of you off of his lips.

You do, crying and twisting against the rope, hips twitching as you try to come down from your high but Jake keeps up the brutal pace of his fingers inside of you.

“Come again, go ahead, come all over my fingers,” Jake demands and you squeeze your eyes shut, practically screaming when you come.

“Fuck, you’re soaked, soaking the bedsheets too, so fucking pretty,” Tom comments as Jake’s thumb continues to gently roll over your clit as his fingers slip out of you.

“Go ahead Tommy, clean your girl up,” Jake instructs and Tom listens, diving to taste you, to lick you clean.

Jake follows, lapping at your sensitive clit, leaving you panting for more or to stop, you’re not sure, you’re so overstimulated after not coming in so long you have no idea what you want.

“Do you want to stop pretty girl? What’s your color?” Jake asks, pulling Tom back and waiting for you to be coherent enough to answer.

“Green, green, just, you’ve made me come so much, I dunno how many more I can take,” you smile, vision slightly blurry.

“Well, if you want to stop, you know the word okay? Say red and we stop got it?”

You hum in agreement before Jake moves up your body, kissing your lips, you could taste yourself and it makes you moan.

“Want verbal confirmation for me, you might slip into subspace, want to make sure you’re okay,” Jake looks down at you.

“Yeah, if I wanna stop I’ll say red,” you respond.

“Good, now Tommy and I going to make you come a few more times, you’ve been so good for us baby girl, so fucking good, let’s keep it up alright?”

You nod, panting as Jake drags his mouth down your body, lips grazing your nipple, down your stomach, kissing across your hips until he meets Tom’s lips at your clit, kissing it as Tom slides his tongue down to flick through your folds.

It was intense. Everything they were doing was so incredibly stimulating, especially after not being able to cone for so long. And you were so good, taking absolutely everything that they gave you. They continue to praise you, their faces buried in your pussy, but endless muffled praise nevertheless.

“So fucking sweet, taste so good,” Jake says against your clit.

“God, you’re so fucking wet, so good for us,” Tom mutters.

And you come when Jake digs his fingers into your thigh, their names mumbled on your lips as you feel yourself start to float. It feels like heaven, you’re shaking and maybe you’re crying, you aren’t exactly sure. You just know it feels so good you don’t want them to ever stop.

“So good,” Jake praises, replacing his mouth with his thumb on your clit, sitting up slightly to watch your reaction.

“Jake, Tom, fuck fuck fuck,” you feel pressure build up in your stomach that was more intense than anything you’ve ever felt before.

“Go ahead, come all over Tom’s tongue,” Jake encourages you and you cry out as that twist in your stomach snaps and you’re coming.

“Holy fuck,” Jake mutters as Tom moans against you.

“What?” Your eyes were shut and you were panting from the sheer force of that orgasm.

“Have you ever squirted before?” Jake asks and your eyes open and go wide, struggling to look down at Tom, who sits up, his chin and cheeks soaked.

“Nope, fuck, that was hot,” Tom smiles, hand rubbing your thigh as you try to calm down.

“How’d that feel for you? Probably so good huh?” Jake asks and you nod, your thighs still shaking.

“Mhm,” you manage to get out.

“did such a good job, we’re going to untie you now,” Jake moves to untie your ankles, your legs stay spread because you’re so sore you don’t think you’ll be able to move them.

Tom kisses along your stomach as Jake sets to work untying your arms as well, he brings your sore wrists to his lips, gently kissing them before setting them down on the bed.

“Let’s go get cleaned up okay?” Jake begins to pick you up when you gently bat at his arm.

“What is it pretty girl?” Tom asks.

“You guys didn’t come,” you whine, “you’re still fully clothed Jake.”

“It’s okay, tonight was about you,” Jake smiles, picking you up and cradling you in his arms as him and Tom stand.

“I am kinda sleepy,” you yawn, burying your face into the warmth of Jake’s t-shirt.

“Alright, why don’t we take a bath? We can all go sleep in my room afterward, how does that sound baby girl?”

“Sounds really good,” you pepper kisses down Jake’s neck as he brings you into the bathroom, holding you as Tom draws the bath. You’re grateful that Tom insisted on getting a hotel room, even though the interviews were a short car ride away from your flat. The tub is huge, and Tom adds some bubbles to it before Jake sets you down.

“You okay to stand?” He’s holding onto your hips and you hum, sighing softly as Jake helps you into the tub. The warm water feels amazing against your skin, your hands lazily play with the bubbles as both men strip.

“Can we join you darling?” Tom asks and you nod, sitting up so one of them can slip behind you. Jake takes that spot and you sigh against him, leaning your back against his broad chest. Tom settles in on the other side, pulling your legs onto his and gently massaging your calves.

“Mhm, we should do that again,” you smile, resting your head on Jake’s shoulder as he wraps an arm around your waist, kissing the top of your head.

“You enjoyed that huh? Took everything we gave you so well huh?” Tom smiles, continuing to massage the tension from your legs.

“Mhm, so much fun,” you smile, closing your eyes.

“What was your favorite part?” Jake asks, his hand slipping down to cup your pussy.

“When you and Tommy kissed,” you felt heat rise to your cheeks as Jake smirked and his thumb brushed against your clit.

“Yeah, that was pretty nice, wasn't it?”

You nod, letting out a small whimper when Jake’s thumb slips down to brush through your folds and lightly press against your entrance.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Jake smiles, kissing your cheek as he slowly rubs your clit while Tom uses the body wash to clean your skin.

You’re tired, exhausted even as Jake and Tom help you dry off and Jake carries you into his room. He pulls you back into his chest, one arm over your waist while Tom kisses your forehead.

“love you,” you smile, resting your head back against Jake’s chest.

“We love you too baby girl,” Jake smiles, kissing the top of your head as Tom’s hand rests atop Jake’s on your side.

#tom holland #tom holland smut #jake gyllenhaal #jake gyllenhaal smut #tom holland x reader #jake gyllenhaal x reader #tom holland x fem!reader #tom holland reader insert #jake gyllenhaal reader insert #jake gyllenhaal x fem!reader #alice thirsts #jesus christ #god is not here apparently

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homicidalbf · 3 years

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Hello, may I request Junko Enoshima tying up a long-haired fem!reader and giving them a buzzcut?

This is a very original concept! Thank you for the ask and I'm so sorry for the wait!

Y/N was always known for her long, gorgeous hair; strangers everywhere would always compliment her on how soft it looked or how it shined perfectly in the sun. So it was normal when she moved to her school and quickly gained friends and even admirers

Y/N was currently walking with her friends Aoi and Sayaka, the girls has made a pact to walk home with each other for safety reasons.

Eventually they had made it home, the last one being Y/N, she was a few houses up from Aoi's so she wasn't really scared. Y/N was looking at her phone, double checking the code for her new home when suddenly she bumped into someone

"OH MY GOD. WATCH WHERE YOURE GOING DIPSHIT!" Junko said, shaking her head as she tried to get up

"I-Im so sorry!" Y/N said, picking up her things in a hurry

"O.M.G" Junko said enthusiastically "You're like totally that new girl! I've been dying to meet you!"

Y/N nodded "you must be Junko Enoshima, I've heard so much about you!" Y/N with a smile

"well how about you pay me back for totally being a clutz by giving me and ice pack and letting me get to know you" Junko said in a friendly tone.

With that, the two girls were walking into Y/N's home "my parents won't be back for a while, they had to get some furniture and say goodbye to friends in our hometown" Y/N said "So it's just us for now, feel free to make yourself at home!"

There was an awkward silence for a bit before Junko had broken it

"So we're completely alone?" Junko said with a grin

"Uh yeah, is that not okay?" Y/N said, but before she knew it she was being whacked over the head by Junko, the last thing she saw was her grabbing her face before slipping unconscious.

Y/N eventually woke up alone in her room, the feeling in the back of her head was throbbing from being hit earlier; she looked around to see that she was naked and tied to one of her kitchen chairs "W-What.."

Y/N blinked four times and whispered to herself to wake up. It was no use, still naked and tied to a chair. "H-Hello?" Y/N screamed out "Mom? Dad?".

"Oh good you're awake!" Said Junko

"W-What the fuck is happening! I'll call the police!" Y/N spat out and tried to wiggle free from the chair

"And I'll just tell the police that you're my psychotic friend who shaved her own head. Who do you think they'll believe doll? Famous model and Fashionista or worthless new girl whose only popular for her hair." Junko said with a smile

"M-my..hair? Shaved my own head?" Y/N said, she took another look around, the ground below her was infact covered in chunks of Y/N's gorgeous long hair. Y/N started to cry

"Hey don't worry! Now I can stay queen bee and you can stay below me. Everything goes back to normal" Junko said, stroking Y/N's tears away softly "and besides, you don't enjoy all that male attention anyway do you now?" Junko giggled

Y/N face was now burning hot "W-What are you talking about! You're crazy!"

"Oh am I now? So your journal doesn't have pages full of adorable love letters for me?" Junko said, now holding Y/N's gaze by her chin

"It's not like that! I don't like girls like that!" Y/N sobbed out

"Well that's a shame, I guess you won't like this very much now will you?" Junko said before planting a kiss onto Y/N's lips, causing Y/N's face to break out in red, if it wasn't for the dim lighting Junko likely would've mocked Y/N for it

"Y-Youre sick! Untie me right now before my parents come home!" Y/N said feeling a cluster of emotions all at once

"oh don't worry about that, they texted you hours ago saying they were gonna stay out with some friends for the night and be back tomorrow morning" Junko grabbed a vibrator that was sitting on Y/N's desk "so we have plenty of time alone together"

Junko place the vibe onto Y/N's sensitive spot making Y/N wiggle and bit her lip to contain the noises "S-stop I don't want this!" Y/N yelled out

"Too bad! I'm having fun making all those things you wrote come true. Anything for a fan!" Junko giggled and continued to press the vibe onto Y/N's clit

Y/N's legs were now shaking as she tried her best not to cum "are you close Y/N, am I making you feel good baby?" Junko taunted Y/N before turning off the vibe and tossing it aside.

Y/N was panting, her chest rising up and down as she tried to gain her composure, she wasn't even focused on Junko enough to realise she was being untied

"get on the bed, I want to finish you off myself, don't even think about running away because I'll just knock you out and do it in your sleep instead" Junko said as she threw the ropes to the ground

Y/N obliged hesitantly "is my hair really gone?" She said looking at Junko with tears in her eyes

"It'll grow back my love, now hurry up I wanna make you cry for a better reason" Junko said, giving Y/N a little shove towards the bed

Y/N was laying down when Junko got between her legs, planting kisses and nibbles all over her thighs

"It's okay to pull my hair when it feels too good" Junko said with a cocky tone before starting to eat Y/N out. Y/N tried her best not to grind onto Junko's tounge, she didn't want to give her the satisfaction that she was actually feeling so good she could scream

"J-Junko please I can't!" Y/N said trying to pull herself away a bit, it was to no use when Junko grabbed Y/N's hips and started to go even faster Y/N could no longer control the sounds coming out of her, she had her fingers tangled in Junko's hair and was grinding against her tounge "Junko I love you! I love you so fucking much you're my everything!" Y/N yelled out before finally cumming on Junko's tounge

Junko stopped and lay next to Y/N, who was shaking and panting uncontrollably "Can you hold me please" Y/N said almost sounding like she was going to cry again

Junko held Y/N into her chest, softly rubbing her back before whispering "I love you too"

The two fell asleep in each other's arms that night.

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scullysexual · 5 years

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Just a lil something I decided to write. I know nothing of us colleges, how they work, i know nothing of us towns or states or anything. basically im a stupid british person who only knows british things. oh and how to spell play in german. uhhh hope you like

Would he be lying if he said he took this class for any educational value? Yes.

There were, however, two very good reasons why he made this decision. Numero Uno being; Scully was also in this class. Number Two; Frequent trips to big, open spaces.

Mulder wasn’t interested in looking at stars, more interested in what was around and beyond the stars.

And Scully knew this…if the look she was giving him now was anything to go by.

So he throws his own look back, an innocent, toothy smile.

And she rolls her eyes.

Does he expect anything less? Nope.

He’s tying his shoelaces when a shadow is cast over him.

“I hope you’re not getting any ideas about this trip, Mulder.”

He looks up to see Scully above him. Tying the knot, Mulder shrugs, “They practically brought this on themselves, Scully.” Tightening the lace, he stands, “They chose a place that just so happens to have a field for frequent UFO sightings nearby.”

Scully’s head falls back and her eyes shut in exasperation. “Mulder…” she huffs to the sky, “Promise me you won’t use this trip as an excuse to watch spaceships fly.”

Mulder just smiles, picking up his backpack and slinging it over his shoulders.

“Come on,” he says, tugging on her arm. “We don’t want to fall behind.”

Since the stars only come out at night the trip was an overnight job. Two nights, actually. The weather forecast had predicted clear skies for their first night but it was always to have a backup night, too.

Anyway, this meant dorms, rooms, cabins- whatever you want to call them- and, of course, the cabins were sorted by sex; boys with boys and girls with girls which Mulder had pouted at first until he got news that his roomie caught the flu and had to miss out, his cabin was free. In response to Mulder’s suggestive eyebrow raise when he found out, Scully had certifiably said no but Mulder was still hoping.

During the day they were left to their own devices; lunch would be served at 12, dinner at 6 and then, as soon as the sun began setting, off they would go to the clearing to look at stars. Between that time, they could nap or explore (within the perimeter, they were told) or there was a games room they could stay in. Mulder had no care for any of it. It was relatively warm so he sat outside, headphones in, bag of sunflower seeds at his side and his Best Spots For UFO Sightings book open on the page were they where at.

The field wasn’t too heavily guarded, the book told him. Officials occasionally scoured the place but it was nothing serious. Stoner Steve had told him of the broken fence that people used to get in and well, if it was that serious then that broken fence would’ve been fixed, wouldn’t it?

He felt a poke on his shoulder and turned towards it. Scully stood behind the log he was currently resting against, fingers tangling together and staring at the book in his hands.

“You’re going to that field tonight, aren’t you?”

He took an earphone out and sighed, “Look Scully, when’s the next time I’m going to get a chance like this?”

She bites her lip and sits down on the log, crossing her arms across her body. “I thought you liked space.”

Mulder laughs, thinking about his space themed pencils and planet posters that he still has in his bedroom. “I do,” he says, looking down at the grass. “But I can see stars from anywhere, this,” he waves the book lightly, “is a one time thing.”

Scully nods, about to say something before Mulder cuts her off. “And I’m not expecting you to come with me this time. I’m sure Reyes can’t wait to tell you the name of every star and constellation you see tonight.”

They both glance over to the girl, who stands awkwardly a few feet away from them. Since finding out and she and Scully were sharing a room, the girl hadn’t stopped bothering them with little titbits about horoscopes and other astrology related stuff. Her obsession could arguably put Mulder to shame when presented side by side.

Scully smiles a little, yet her hands still fiddle together, an indication to Mulder that she’s still nervous about something.

“I just want you to be safe,” she tells him, concern for him evident in her eyes.

Mulder reaches up, nudging her reassuringly on her arm. “I’ll be fine,” he says, having little concern for himself. “This place is harmless, people go there all the time.”

It seems to calm her worries.

He’s had a plan from the start: stay with the class for an hour or so then gradually wander off. He doubts his absent will be noticed by the majority but he also plans to be back before the night ends.

Repacking his bag, he packs it full of the things he needs; his camera, snacks and a blanket. He also reties the string Scully gave him a few months ago around his wrist again- a good luck charm of sorts though he knows Scully would just roll her eyes at the notion.

He’ll miss her not being there with him, he thinks. Since this…thing…between them had began she’d been something of a companion to him, a partner in his quest to find the truth. Many a night had she stayed up till 3am listening to him go on a rant about how the government was hiding this or that bee-pollen yogurt she’d had for breakfast this morning was a big massive lie to get her to think it was actually good for her. She had come back at him with some very strong arguments against his claims that were good enough to throw him off path and even spread doubt in his beliefs but it just made him fight harder.

He wondered what arguments she’d have for anything unexplainable he’d see tonight. If she was coming with him, what would she say? How would she explain away the thing she was seeing before her?

Near enough ready, he tosses his bag on his back and leaves the cabin.

It comes as no surprise that Scully is waiting for him outside it, her camera hanging around her neck.

“So when do we go?” she asks.

At first Mulder’s puzzled as to what she’s on about- they’re going now, he thinks- but then it dawns on him what she means. Mulder shakes his head, a smile forming, “What about Reyes?” he asks.

Scully turns and Mulder follows her eyeline. On the log sits Reyes, a book open in her lap as she, very animatedly, tries to explain something astrology related to a boy who- if his head in his hands is any indication- looks like wants to be anywhere but here right now.

“I think she’s good,” Scully says, turning back to him.

Mulder giggles at the scene. “We’ll stick with the class for a bit then we’ll go,” he tells her.

It’s a clear night just as the weather forecast said it would be which pleases Mulder greatly. If he can see the stars, he can see the spaceships. He tries to pretend that nothing is amiss; takes his photos, names the constellations he sees but he’s constantly checking his watch. An hour he’d told himself but 30 minutes in and he’s ready to go.

He looks over to Scully who is doing the same as he is; taking the photos and naming the stars. With a glance towards the teacher who is distracted, Mulder walks over to Scully.

“You ready?” he whispers.

She checks her watch, “Now?” she asks. “I thought you said an hour.”

He’s practically jumping with excitement, unable to contain it, a sudden worry that it might get cloudy soon and he’ll miss his chance.

“An hour, half an hour, what’s the different?”

Scully chuckles slightly. She places her camera around her neck and gives her own peek towards the teacher. “Let’s go, then.”

Nobody notices them leaving, and if they do, they stay nothing. Taking out the homemade map from his pocket, Mulder follows it away from the class and through the trees. The leaves block the moon and he begins wishing he’d thought to bring a torch with him when he was ‘packing the essentials’, a stupid move on his part. Suddenly overcome with the worry of losing Scully, he grabs her hand with his free one, holding on tight. The action startles her a bit but she soon settles into him.

“How much further?” she asks a little later.

Mulder looks to the map, then ahead. If he (and Frohike) are right, it should be through these trees.

“Just through here,” he says. He bats a branch that obscures his view out of the way and it opens up into a clearing he can see ahead. A fence wraps its way around the field and just in front he spies the broken part.

They head towards it. Mulder climbs through first before pushing the wiring out of the way so Scully can get through mostly unscathed.

“So this is your field you’ve been so anxious to see,” she says, a humorous glint shining in her eyes.

“Yep,” Mulder answers as they walk to what he decides is the middle of the field.

He stops, taking his bag off his shoulders and opening it up.

“And what if you don’t see anything tonight?” Scully asks.

He takes out the blanket, flattening it out on the grass and sitting himself upon it.

Mulder shrugs, “Then I don’t see anything.” He pats the space beside him. “Sit, we’re gonna be here for a while.”

Scully sits, crossing her legs as she does so.

Mulder lets out a deep breath, looking up towards the sky. A breeze drifts across them and out of his peripheral he sees Scully shiver. She hadn’t been so practical tonight, her clothing consisting of shorts and a T-shirt. Unbothered by the cold, Mulder takes off his alien sweatshirt and holds it out towards her.

“Take it, you’re freezing,” he says.

“I’m fine.”

He doesn’t take that for answer and pushes it further towards her. “Put it on.”

Giving in, she takes it out of his hands and puts it on.

“Better?” he asks.

Scully nods, covering her hands with the two-big sleeves.

He turns back to the sky, “Looks better on you anyway,” he says. All his clothes would look better on her, he thinks.

They grow quiet, the only sounds are the breeze and the distant sound of traffic and their breathing. It doesn’t take Mulder long before he’s rummaging through his bag and pulling out his seeds.

“You hungry?” he asks, dinner wasn’t that long ago so he doesn’t expect her to be.

“Somehow I don’t think sunflower seeds will fill me up,” he says.

“Better than bee pollen yogurts for breakfast,” he throws a shell to the side, missing Scully’s look.

“It has nutritional value,” she says, pointedly.

“It’s a scam, Scully.”

“Sure. Fine. Whatever,” she throws back to him and then she’s yawning.

“Tired?”

“No. What else have you got in this bag?” She moves the backpack closer to her and pulls out his book.

He tears his gaze from the sky and watches her turn it over. The book his handmade, the book’s title handwritten across the page.

“Who wrote this?” Scully asks.

“Frohike.”

She rolls her eyes and huffs, “Of course he did,” placing the book down.

She yawns again and Mulder watches as she shuffles about on the blanket before laying down and trying to get into a comfortable position. A lazy, happy smile flitters across Mulder’s face at the sight. She’s adorable.

“You’re tired.” It’s not a question.

She lets out a quiet hum in response and adjusts her head on her arms, eyes shut.

Mulder ponders for a moment, looking at her trying to get comfortable, before he shifts himself.

“Come here,” he says, wrapping his hands around her body and tugging her towards him. A bit of manoeuvring and finally her heads resting in his lap, her hand against his leg and his hand running up and down her arm.

He moves both hands to her hair, taking out the hair tie and letting his hand smooth through her hair repeatedly, a soothing motion that has her relaxing, snuggling deeper against him.

Mulder looks back up to the sky, watching, waiting, whilst his hand and fingers do their own thing.

He smiles to himself, a thought crossing his mind as he looks back down at the sleeping person lying on him in the middle of a field.

“Hey Scully,” she shifts a little. “It’s our first date and you’re not even awake for it,” he teases. Barely a sound comes out of her.

Laughing to himself, Mulder looks back up to the sky when a ball of light flicks across the darkness. His smile fades as he watches, hand stilling in Scully’s hair. She protests, moving her own head to perhaps get his fingers moving again but Mulder is awestruck; watching as one, two, three, four balls of lights dance in the sky.

“Scully…” he says, not looking away. “You need to see this.”

She moans a little, her head moving upwards.

“Scully,” he says again watching the lights move in unexplainable ways. “You’re missing it.”

“I see it,” she mumbles sleepily, eyes falling shut again.

Mulder breathes out as the lights disappear as quickly as they came.

He saw it…he realises as he looks away from the sky, trying to process it.

As he looks a little down the field another light catches his eye. Large, white, and around. Mulder narrows his eyes, trying to see. A figure emerges from the bushes, the light bouncing around, until its beam lands directly on him and Scully, illuminating them in the darkness.

A cry of ‘Hey!’ has Mulder furiously trying to wake Scully as dread pulses through his body.

part 2 soon. maybe

#i suck at prompting my own shit #this is not how you do it #college au #txf fic #i write things #i hope peeps like #uhhhh i know nothing #i like writing sleepy scully #dunno why #imma shut up now #bye

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sugakookielix · 4 years

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hii, can i have a life with bts ship pls? 🥰

i sent a ship request in the past & you shipped me with yoongi!!

here’s my info again with some more details:

my name is jasmine (she/her)! my friends usually describe me as sarcastic & funny but also really friendly & empathetic at the same time. I’m the person everyone goes to when they need help, advice, or just someone to talk to! but im very closed off when it comes to my own emotions so I tend to get overwhelmed sometimes when I constantly put others first and ignore my own struggles. I also have anxiety & depression so it’s hard for me to express how I feel in general.

I really love music, poetry, & art! I love being creative because it helps me express my emotions (even if i procrastinate so much before actually doing it lol) I used to write songs and be a singer in a band! now I just sing in the shower & car lol

As for my appearance, I’m a little on the thicc side & pretty tall (5'10) so I’m very self conscious and insecure about my body. I also struggle with body dysmorphia so that adds to my insecurities :(( but my style varies depending on my mood! I usually go for a t-shirt & jeans since i like being comfortable but will occasionally wear a skirt and be “cute”. I’ll include some selfies so you can see what I look like!! ((:

my bias is yoongi (even tho im taller lol) i just really look up to him & his passion for creating music. he’s also super funny & goofy sometimes and i love him 🥺

A few of the things I enjoy include: reading, writing, drinking coffee, watching horror movies, painting, & napping! I don’t dislike a lot of things but I absolutely HATE racist, homophobic, transphobic, sexist, and rude people.

Tbh I haven’t really thought about what kind of dress I’d wear at my wedding lol but uhm something simple & off the shoulder. I’d love to have kids in the future! Having twins is common in my family so that’ll be fun LMAO tbh I’d just want a simple life. nothing too big or flashy. I’m not materialistic at all. I just want to be happy (’:

sorry if this was soooo long !! tysm! also don’t listen to the hate you receive!! your writing and ships are so good! and you aren’t biased at all! it’s your opinion on which member fits that person! if people don’t agree with it, then they don’t have to interact with your blog! anyway i hope you’re staying safe and healthy! please remember to eat & stay hydrated! <3

here some selfies if it helps visualize lol

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Selfies were hidden upon request!

AN: since this is the second request I added onto some of the information I wrote for the original (and may have gone a bit overboard XD) Hope you like it!

gifs/images are not mine!

Who I ship you with:

You two are very similar to each other and yet have enough differences that you can learn about each other. You would also serve as each other’s support system when needed, he would want you to know that he is always someone you could come to if you are feeling down about something. Yoongi trusts you with his feelings and will always go to you when he needs support or just someone to make him smile. In return, he will also be your support and do the same. He may even act silly and embarrass himself just to make you laugh He wouldn’t necessarily like that you are self conscious about yourself because he thinks you are beautiful. He would constantly remind you of how perfect you are for him whenever you are down or feeling self conscious. He also kind of likes the fact that you are taller than him because it makes it easier for him to cuddle up to you. Cuddle dates would also be quite popular for the both of you since Yoongi prefers to show his love through actions instead of words. At the same time he really appreciates that you support his passion for music and would do his best to involve you with his work when he can. He would also want to be involved in the things that you do, whether it be work or just something you picked up as a hobby. Even though he is extremely busy, he would want to be as involved with you and your life as possible. Yoongi isn’t the best when showing his emotions, but he would do his best to show you just how much he cares for you with little actions since he knows those mean more than words. Common dates with the two of you include late nights in his studio, watching movies together, or cuddling up on his couch and napping together. He wouldn’t want it any other way.

His favorite things about you: Your height, your personality, your appearance, your support for him, your love for music, your caring side, the fact you’re someone he can open up to

Your first date: Something intimate and cute, he would invite you over for dinner where the two of you could just talk and spend time together. He would end up rambling about his music and get embarrassed but you would find it to be rather cute. He would already be planning your next date before you even properly said goodbye

How long you are together: Yoongi wouldn’t want to consider marriage until he knew he was stable in his career. You both also wanted to make sure that you were serious about each other and genuinely saw a future together. You would be dating for at least 5 years before you get engaged.

The proposal: It would likely be more of a spur of the moment thing rather than Yoongi planning it out. He knew he wanted to marry you and would already have everything ready but would want to wait until the timing felt right. It would finally happen one night while the two of you are relaxing in his studio and talking about the future. He would look down at you in awe and subconsciously mutter “Marry me.” You would be in shock at first and ask if he was serious, but once he finally pulled out the ring he had gotten you and asked you again with more confidence you would know that he was.

Your wedding: It would be a more intimate ceremony since neither of you were really fond of something over the top or flashy. It would be a private venue with only your closest friends and family there, and of course all of the members would be part of the wedding as well. Yoongi wouldn’t have too much of a preference when it came to planning so you made a lot of the final calls which he ended up agreeing with anyways. You two didn’t rush things so planning the wedding was very calm and relatively easy for the both of you. The ceremony itself would be beautiful despite not being that large. You were tying the knot with the love of your life surrounded by the people closest to you. Yoongi would try to keep a straight face the entire time but you could see the emotion in his eyes as the ceremony continued. During the reception, he would get everyone’s attention so he could play a song that he dedicated to you and the occasion, sharing all of his feelings for you and how happy he was to call you his wife.

Your wedding dress:

Children: Same with marriage, Yoongi would want to wait to make sure his career was stable enough before he thought about having children. He didn’t want to leave you alone with a baby and also wanted to be there to witness all the milestones. Since you two had waited a bit to get married, you would wait at least a year or two before having children. You ended up with two twin boys, one who took after his father, and one whos features closely resembled you.

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