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darknight3904 · 4 months

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You're a Liar

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴋᴇʟᴇᴛᴏɴꜱ ɪɴ ᴄᴏʀɪᴏʟᴀɴᴜꜱ' ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴛ.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ / ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ / ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ᴄᴏʀɪᴏʟᴀɴᴜꜱ ꜱɴᴏᴡ (ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ʙᴀᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ)

ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ꜱᴏ ʟᴏɴɢ. ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴏᴛᴅ ꜱᴏ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴅᴀᴇᴍᴏɴ/ᴀᴇᴍᴏɴᴅ ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ʀᴏᴛ.

Mornings might just be your favorite time of day. The way the sun just barely peaked through the curtains and shimmered its way across the bedspread made your shared room with Coriolanus look simply divine.

Mornings might just be your favorite time of day. The delicious scent of bacon and freshly cooked pancakes wafted through the mansion and under your closed door. The promise of fresh orange juice and perfectly hot coffee was enough to rouse anyone from their slumber.

Mornings might just be your favorite time of day. Coriolanus is still asleep beside you. Curly hair is splayed on the pillow, free from whatever styling gel he put in it. His face is relaxed and peaceful as you run your fingertips across his forehead and down the bridge of his nose. The stress of being president is gone from his face when he sleeps and that's how you know, mornings are your favorite time of day.

"I can feel you staring at me."

His voice was still muddled with sleep, deep and scratchy as he batted at your hands trying to keep them off his gorgeous face.

"I'm appreciating the art in front of me," You smile as he finally opens his eyes.

"Your hands on my face are making my nose itch." He says grabbing your right hand and gently squeezing it as he sits up beside you.

You hum a tune of acknowledgment and take in his appearance. Coriolanus' pale skin was a wonderful sight to behold as the blanket slipped and fell into his lap.

"You're staring again." He says playing with your fingers

"An incredibly attractive man seems to be missing his shirt, can you blame me for staring?" You state a playful smile pulling on your lips.

Coriolanus lets out a snort and gets out of bed with a grunt. Long red scratches adorn his back as you watch your fiancee walk across the room towards the bathroom, ready to scrub last night's activities off himself.

Yes, mornings were your favorite time of day. You had warm sunshine, delicious food, and Coriolanus by your side.

But, most of all, mornings were your favorite because you weren't alone.

Coriolanus never truly wanted to leave the bedroom he shared with you. Even now as you groaned and begged him to just lounge around the mansion with you, he wished he could go back to when he felt your soft fingertips brushing the bridge of his nose. He had woken up beside you, cleaned himself, and eaten a wonderful breakfast, now the next step was simple. The next step was attending to his duties as the President of Panem and leaving you to your day in the south wing of the mansion. Despite the tempting idea of staying with you, he knew you'd be eagerly awaiting him, tonight at the dinner table, ready to listen about his day. It was the perfect daily routine and Coriolanus never wanted it to change.

He could feel the press of your lips on his lingering hours later as the newest Head Gamemaker listed detailed plans for the games that were two months away. Dr. Gaul's death had been a blow to the way the Hunger Games functioned as a whole. Now, Coriolanus wasn't sure if the new man chosen for the job was truly the correct choice, he didn't have any of the ruthlessness Gaul had. Sure, he could've stepped in but how would he run the country and dream up deadly traps and mutts for tributes. Sure, he probably could've but that meant so many hours of overtime and leaving you to sleep alone in those overly soft sheets you had hand-picked for your shared bed. This new game maker would just have to do, he didn't want to imagine your sad little face if he didn't sit down for dinner with you each night.

The hours after Coriolanus left you at the breakfast table were terribly boring. There wasn't anything for you to do anymore.Sure, you could've gone shopping or gone to a local park but you hated doing all those things alone. Coriolanus had convinced you that running your Father's weapons company would be overwhelming for you and managed it in your name. As far as you knew it was doing well and was providing many jobs for people in the districts. Everything else in the mansion was tended to by an army of maids and butlers, who were ready at the snap of a finger. So, here you sat in your sunroom that Coriolanus had built as a special place just for you.

You had taken up painting nearly a year ago but your long days of solitude had caused you to quickly run out of inspiration. Now, the paints and easel sat, awaiting your touch but your creativity was gone. You missed Coriolanus and he wouldn't return for another hour. Surely dinner was nearly ready and you wished you were sitting with him, listening to whatever he had spent his day doing. Perhaps you should start a new book before he returns. That'd give you something to tell him about when he did come back.

Maybe the extensive in-home library here would have a book about a lonely woman, wishing for her lover. Maybe there'd be a book all about her and how she spent her days without him and how to pass the time. Maybe, there'd be a book all about her mornings with him and how she never wished for them to come to an end.

It was during these long days that you felt like the loneliest woman in all of Panem. Moments like this made it feel like you were a delicate china doll, only removed from her case to be admired for a few spare moments before being placed back on her shelf.

Two Years Later

Watching. It was something you had gotten good at over the past few months, especially since Coriolanus stopped allowing you to leave the grounds of the mansion. You watched as the boy you grew up with and danced at countless galas faded from view. You tried to welcome the man who sat across from you eating his dinner but it was had more and more difficult as the weeks bled into months and months turned to years. Coriolanus even seldom kissed you now. It hurt even though you knew it was for your own safety. He had admitted it one night in the darkness of your room as he lay beside you. Poison had created sensitive sores in his mouth. You wished he'd stop using it, surely there had to be other ways to do away with enemies.

You felt as though you were withering away, your days were so tedious and you often found yourself eagerly waiting at the dinner table for Coriolanus. Your long days were spent in isolation and you rarely spoke to the staff of the mansion. That didn't stop you from racing to the dining room when the sounds of Coriolanus' return sounded through the halls. Some days it felt like you were a child waiting to tell their parent about their day.

Tonight, it was like your words were falling on deaf ears as Coriolanus was paging through a book while nibbling at the food that had been placed in front of the two of you. Your engagement ring was a dazzling silver as you played with your fingers, wishing he'd look up from whatever knowledge that book might've held.

"Coryo..." You began

"Yes?"

His tone wasn't what you had hoped for. He was annoyed that you were interrupting whatever was on the page in front of him so you didn't elaborate on what you had wanted to say.

Watching. It was something you had gotten good at since there wasn't anything else for you to do.

It was raining the day you found them. You had spent most of the day lounging around and working with the wedding planner Coriolanus had hired so you wouldn't have to do all of the work yourself.

It was nestled in an old shoe box, covered in dust, perfectly hidden behind Coriolanus' clothes on his side of the closet. At first, you had thought it might have been more of Sejanus' things that Coriolanus never gave back to Strabo. Instead what you were met with was worse than a dead boy's things. There, wrapped up in a silky orange scarf sat a single golden earring and an envelope. You swore you could smell lingering perfume on the scarf as you opened the envelope.

It felt like your hands were burning when you finally looked at them. Surely they weren't real. Right?

Two pictures sat in your hands. One of Lucy Gray Baird on some unknown stage, a black guitar in hand. Her pretty dark curls were pulled back and behind her a small group of blurry faces were muddled together, unrecognizable due to the poor lighting. You felt a lump of anxiety and anger swell in your throat when you moved on to the next picture. It was taken as if the subjects of the photo had no knowledge of the camera. Lucy Gray sits on a dilapidated-looking couch with your Coriolanus beside her. Her face was partially obscured as she pressed her lips to his cheek and Coriolanus was smiling, his one arm wrapped securely around her waist.

How long had it been since he smiled like that at you? Perhaps it was even before the reaping that had brought her to the Capitol. When was the last time you saw a truly genuine smile from the boy you grew up with? You wondered how you had missed the way his boyish smiles had transformed into those cruel smirks he donned when things went his way.

Jealousy and sadness burned in your stomach as your mind raced. How long had it been since these photos were taken? It had been nearly 7 years since her games. Coriolanus' head was clearly buzzed in the photo with Lucy which meant it was after he was forced by Highbottom to leave the Capitol. How many times after his return to you had he assured you that nothing had happened between them? How many times had you believed him and his sweet words and actions? How many times had he lied and betrayed you all for another girl who mysteriously disappeared?

Betrayal is what you felt as you pocketed the pictures and slid the box back into its spot behind his fancy coats. Tears were pricking at your eyes as you dressed for dinner, Coriolanus would be back soon and you would confront him about the pictures once he was seated across from you at that dinner table you had sat at hundreds of times.

Dinner is silent as you pick at the cut of steak that was placed on your plate. Coriolanus is talking about how he's on the hunt for another head game maker and how annoying it is but you just can't help but not care. The table that separates you from him makes it feel like a huge ravine has grown between the two of you as you tune him out.

15 years is how long you've known Coriolanus Snow. In those 15 years, you had never dreamed of doing what you were about to do as you removed the pictures from where they sat hidden under your pretty skirt, a floral pattern Coriolanus had picked for your 27th birthday a few months ago. Your heart ached as you slid them across the table to him.

"I found these today. In our closet. Wrapped in your mother's scarf with a gold earring."

You finally have all of Coriolanus' attention as he swallows his food and stops his complaining.

"I thought you said it wasn't romantic. You promised me it wasn't."

Coriolanus glances down at the pictures and reaches out to brush his finger across the one with him and Lucy Gray on that couch.

"You promised, Coryo."

Your voice was breaking. Damn it, don't cry!

"I know I did."

He finally speaks. You wondered what was going through that ridiculously complex mind as he fumbled for his words.

"Then why did you lie? I would've listened if you had just told the truth to begin with." You honestly say.

It's true, you would've heard him out. Maybe you wouldn't have taken him back but you would have at least listened.

"I wasn't thinking straight, okay," He says " I should've told you. I should've gotten rid of that stuff years ago. I don't know why I didn't."

"Yes, you do." You sigh "You love her Coryo. Even now, you're looking for Lucy Gray. That's why you keep me here, you're scared I'll run off like her."

"No, no that's not it. I just...want you to myself." He reasoned

"If that were true you'd let me leave."

"Why do you need to? Everything anyone could ever wish for is right here in this home." He points out, you don't miss the way his fist is clenching, his nails digging into his skin.

"I haven't left the mansion in two years!" You cry, blinking back tears "I feel like some prize you've won and caged up! You don't even let me attend galas anymore."

"You hated those galas. All the nosey reporters and their questions were something you hated. Do you want me to apologize for doing you a favor? I won't. I've done nothing but make your life easier." Coriolanus says

"Yes, you have made my life easier, you've eliminated all challenges I might come across by keeping me here, like a doll." You agree, tone dripping with sarcasm

"Look, if you want you can go to the next gala with me. It's in a week I'll get a designer here tomorrow morning to make you a nice dress." Coriolanus sighed, clearly tired "I don't want to argue with you about petty things"

"Good, then we can argue about these photos." You say, ready to finally hear what he had to say.

"I don't love her. Maybe I did at some point but none of that matters now, I came back to you didn't I?"

Maybe I did at some point.

Hot tears fell from your eyes as you looked down at your feet. How could you be so stupid? Why didn't you see it sooner?

The sound of Coriolanus getting up and walking towards you had you wiping at your face and unattractively sniffing as you tried to fix your runny nose. You didn't want him taking your tears as a sign of weakness. He couched down beside you and pulled your chair out so you were facing him.

"Stop crying." He commands placing his hands on your thighs.

Another fresh set of tears falls from your eyes and Coriolanus brushes them away.

"You're a liar." You say, your voice barely a whisper

"I'm not...I want to be here, with you. I'll let you go back out on your little shopping trips and attend galas, shitty reporters and all."

It's tempting, to agree and let everything perfectly mend itself. But as you glance at the pictures that fell off the table and Lucy Gray's face stares back at you, you feel your heart sink to your feet again.

"You're a liar." You say, this time your voice comes out strong as you push his warm hands from your face

Coriolanus gives you a hard stare but lets you pull away from him.

"You can't even apologize for seeing her." You point out

Coriolanus looks guilty as he disgests your words.

"What happened between the two of you?" You asked

"She ran off, I think. I also had some personal issues after Sejanus was killed. She offered for me to go with her, I almost did." He says

You let out a soft hum of acknowledgment as Coriolanus remains in front of you, on his knees, fiddling with the end of your skirt.

"I don't think I ever really loved her. I think it might've just been the idea of possessing her that I liked." He admits, eyes on the floor

"And how is that different than us now?" You ask

Coriolanus' eyes snap up to yours when the question leaves your lips.

"It's different because...we're us...We grew up together, darling. You ate Tigris' cabbage soup and gave me lunch when I didn't have money for my own."

You swallow the lump in your throat and stand up. Coriolanus immediately rises, not interested in being so much shorter than you. You know what has to come next but you're not sure if you're strong enough to do it. Your actions will close the chapter of a book 15 years in the making.

"Coryo...I think I want to go home." You say looking up at him, fresh tears pool in your eyes.

"You are home. You're with me." He says reaching out and taking your hand in his

"No, I mean...to my family's home. I want my mom, I miss her." You admit, pulling your hand out of his.

Coriolanus' face is confused as you look down at the gorgeous ring he gave you at his proposal. It looked so perfect on your hand when you woke up just this morning but now it felt like a death sentence as you sighed.

"I think you should have this back too..." You say as you slip it off and hold it out to him, "I'm sorry about things ending like this, but if you can't even apologize, I don't think I can stay."

Coriolanus' confusion quickly morphs into anger as he looks at the ring in your hand.

"Put it back on. I'm not letting you walk away." He says, upset

"Coryo, don't make this difficult." You say taking the ring and placing it into the pocket that sits just above his heart in his button-up shirt.

You begin to walk towards the looming archway that marks the entrance to the dining room but you're blocked by an angry Coriolanus Snow, tears in his eyes, fists clenched, and his mouth set in a cold line.

"You're not leaving. I won't let you."

Part Four

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dreamescapeswriting · 4 months

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Stray Kids Reaction || Falling Asleep To His Voice

Skz X GN!Reader

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - January 2024

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CHAN:

Chan was completely taken aback when you told him that you wanted him to talk to you in order for you to fall asleep. You never wanted him to think badly about it, it was you that you simply found him relaxing to be around and he felt like a safe space for you.

"It's because I used to watch Chan's room to help...Your voice helps me." Your admitted as he looked down at you and nodded a little, still unsure on what he was supposed to talk about but as time went on he got used to it all.

MINHO:

It weirded Minho out at first and he was kind of offended that you found it nice to fall asleep to him while he spoke to you, but after explaining to him that you didn't find him boring just relaxing he started to do it for you until it was an every night kind of thing. You didn't even have to ask anymore, you'd curl up in bed together and Minho would already have a story that he'd heard that day or something he'd learnt and wanted to share it with you.

CHANGBIN:

Changbin outright refused to do it for you, he thought that it meant you found him boring to talk to and had tried to spend the night on the sofa instead of in bed with you - but you didn't let it happen.

"I don't find you boring, I find your voice relaxing." You explained as you curled up beside him in bed, he was still unsure of it all, wondering if one day you'd leave him because you easily fell asleep to him.

"Please Binnie, I love you, okay? I just find you calm." You whispered as he nodded shyly at you, letting out a small sigh as he tried to think of a story he could tell you.

HYUNJIN:

You were on a plane and no matter what you couldn't get yourself to relax and try and sleep, which was needed since the jetlag was going to throw you through a loop when you landed.

"Can you talk to me? To help me sleep." You begged your boyfriend who was taken back at first but as soon as he started to talk to you about the kinds of paint brushes he was switching to he watched your body visibly relax and he started going into great detail about the types of brushes they were.

JISUNG:

Jisung was thrilled at the thought of getting to do this for you, you already did so much for him so getting to return the favour was something he was enjoying. That and he got to tell you all about the anime he'd been watching in great detail and length while you tiredly asked questions or just fell asleep to your boyfriend's excited voice. Nevertheless though, Jisung adored getting this time with you.

FELIX:

Felix didn't ask too many questions when you asked him to talk you to sleep, he just did it and every single night without fail he would be there talking to you to get you to sleep. Tonight was no different either, he was on his computer playing a video game and he talked you through it, explaining every character's back story as well as their special abilities not even noticing that you'd nodded off until he heard a faint snoring.

"Goodnight angel." He chuckled to himself before turning back to his game for a little while longer.

SEUNGMIN:

Seungmin was a little thrown off by the idea of it but he was slowly warming up to it. You had always struggled to sleep but if Seungmin was there you had hardly any issues at all, especially if he'd talk softly and slowly to you lulling you into sleep.

"I'll tell you about what happened at work," Seungmin stated as he ran his hands up and down your arms, you were already sound asleep by this point but he enjoyed still talking to you and watching as you when you'd smile in your sleep.

JEONGIN:

Jeongin thought that it was the cutest thing in the world when you would fall asleep to the sound of his voice. He'd always brag about it to the boys who then teased him for having a "boring voice" but it wasn't like that in the slightest.

"Does that mean Yn finds you boring?" Felix asked as you all sat around the dorms one rainy day, your head resting on your boyfriend's shoulder.

"No, it means I find him soothing." You mumbled at him, rolling your eyes as you cuddled closer to Jeongin. There was something about the rain and being curled up beside him that made you feel as though you could sleep right now.

"I love you." Jeongin whispers as he threads his fingers with yours and squeezes your hand a little.

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emmyrosee · 5 months

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“You’re officially in my way.”

Despite his words, Shinso’s hands settle on your waist comfortably, violet eyes boring up into yours, and a lazy smirk on his cheek as you pout your pretty face down at him, arms crossed over your chest. “Something wrong, baby?”

“Don’t baby me,” you grumble, and he pokes his tongue in his cheek to fight back his snarky remark. “You’re in trouble.”

“Oh I am?”

“You absolutely are.” You let out an angry huff of air as behind you, the movie plays on. He wants to, briefly, look over your shoulder and watch the film to piss you off, but he’s more than happy to play the staring game with you. He chuckles and lets his thumbs run over the meat of your hips, “would you like to tell me why I’m in trouble?”

“The fact that you don’t know is absolutely horrid. Kaminari would never treat me so bad.”

Shinso finally lets out a flurry of laughter, and while he sees the smile that wants to crack on your own cheeks, he knows better than to say anything just yet. He’ll let you pout for just a little bit more. “Okay,” he sighs, letting his eyes glaze over you, “before you dump me for our Pikachu, can’t you give me a hint?”

You huff. He blinks patiently.

With gentle hands, you card his purple locks through your fingers, and he mewls and angles his head into. “Feel good, doesn’t it?” He goes to nod, but is cut off by your mumbled “dickhead,” and soft smack to his head.

Now he huffs. And you blink patiently.

“What?”

“You stopped rubbing my head!” You whine petulantly, shoving at his chest. “I came all the way over here to snuggle, and for my kindness and efforts, you stopped giving me affection to scroll on your phone!”

“I thought you fell asleep!”

“Well I clearly didn’t!”

“Yeah, got that!” He tries as hard as he can to fight the smile that wants to spread on his face, but it’s futile as he rubs the spot softly, his lips creaking up. You stifle a laugh of your own, and he grumbles as he pulls his hand away, “if you lay down again, I’ll give you all the affection you want.”

You pout and nudge his chest, “I just want your undivided attention all the time. I feel like that’s not asking for a lot!”

He snickers some more, “you’re right. I should put the entire of my existence on pause when I’m in your company. Which is most of the damn time.”

Now, you smile, and give him a small kiss in compensation, “good. Glad we’re on the same page.”

“Anything for you.”

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oval3000 · 6 months

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Chapter 1

Yandere Psych Patient König x Nurse Reader

Warning: Possesive, Obsession, Death, Gore, Blood, Smut, Toxic behavior, age gap.

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

(This story might suck idk)

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König felt three of the guards holding him down while one of the other nurses stuck a needle inside his arm. It took a while for it to work on him, but eventually he fell asleep.

The doctor infront of him, pressing his hands on the open wound of the other, unfortunate, nurse's neck trying to control the bleeding.

It was no use, the wound was deep the pressure barely hold the amount of blood she lost. It was honestly foolish of her. What did she think will happen? She kept rolling her eyes whenever König needed something. It was easy, she was sloppy, always leaves things unintended. It was time for a new nurse anyway all the other ones that come and go don't meet up to his standards.

The amount of nurses he has killed was all fun and games to him, but he got bored. Now it was anger that drives it. Before, he would play a game with them, he flirts to get them near him and it works until he chokes them with one hand or slits their throats with anything he can get his hands on or just simply slamming their heads to the wall. It was funny seeing them put up foam in the walls inside his room, it wasn't too long for them to realize it won't do anything when he smashed a guards head onto the floor and quickly stomped on it like it was nothing.

Bashing their heads to anything it's what got him here in the first place. Being in the military is something not everything can stand. For König it became a playground. Killing his enemies however he wanted. Breaking their heads, their necks, arms, legs, ankles, practically anything.

The amount of meetings the staff has to attend to acknowledge Königs behavior and how it's partially the staff's fault for being so careless. It was hilarious for him honestly. Having the entire building walking on egg shells around him. They don't know how to tame him, how to tame a monster who kills someone as if they are a cockroach

The only person that could possible get through his head is his psychiatrist. However his attempts to clear him backfires when König kills someone. At times the doctor is to frustrated that he gave up and he did, so he got a new psychiatrist.

He finds his new psychiatrist annoying. She puts other people's sceneries to get into his head to see what is wrong with him. Telling him that his suffering in the military is similar to a women going through a divorce. König could care less about her personal life or anyones.

She got up a left after his session while the guards took him to his room. The psychiatrist told the staff to give König his medication, but they all took a step back. She ask for his nurse, but they all stood quiet until one spoke up and said that König doesn't have a nurse, his last nurse died and it has been hard for them to find a new one.

She quickly made her way to the administrator's office and plead for a new nurse. The administrator told her no so she spread her legs and he quickly said yes. After all she didn't want to be the next victim of his so a nurse should do.

Then you came along. Sweet and innocent you. You took the job when you saw the job opening on their website and it was perfect timing. You just moved here and needed a job asap. After you graduated you worked at a hospital for a year until the bills and rent went up and the pay stayed low so when you found out that a facility needed a new nurse with triple the pay, you took it.

You waved at the receptionist hello while clutching the strap of your crossbody bag. "Hello, I'm looking for the administrator, I'm (Y/n). I'm the new Rn"

"Oh miss (Y/n)." He gave you a hesitant smile which caught you off guard, but you didn't think too much. I mean the receptionist has seen so many new nurses come in go fast, but you didn't need to know that, do you? "The administrator is waiting for you in his office."

"Okay thank you." You signal some confusion to the receptionist. "Um?"

"It's down to your right, left office." He said hand signaling the directions.

You gave him a smile and quickly headed to the office by giving a few knocks until you heard a male voice telling you to come in.

The men stood, shook your hand and told you that a fellow nurse was going to give you a rundown about how things work.

You followed the nurse has he took you to the floor you'll be working on. This will definitely be different then working at a hospital. He told you where the nurses station is and the name of the doctors that come to see the patients aswell as the patients themselves. However, your only worry is one patient in particular. König.

He showed you where his room. "This is where he stays. Now, you have to be careful with him. Can't turn your back on him. Don't leave anything near him and don't be near him in general."

'Don't be near him. How will you give his medication if you can't be near him'

"If you feel like your in danger, don't hesitate to scream for help, besides the door will always be open when you go in and two guards have to be with you at all times if you go inside his room. Don't make small talk to him, don't give him anything unless it has been confirmed with the heard nurse here. Which is me okay."

You nodded in understanding of the situation. He gently grabbed your arm and pulled you to a place away from everyone else. "Look I shouldn't be telling you this, but I feel like you deserve to know. But you can't tell anyone I told you this, okay."

"Okay." You responded.

"The last few nurses that attended him always ended up getting killed by him. He is the reason why we always need a new nurse."

'So that's why the pay is higher'

"If you want to quit I don't blame you, but you should know what you're getting yourself into." He whispered to you.

Are you scared? I mean the fact that you can die is. Either stay and get paid or go back and be in debt, which one is better? "Thank you," you looked at his tag, "Jacob"

"No problem. Oh and Dr. Smith is his psychiatrist so whatever she tells you, you do. She can be a bitch sometimes, but she only comes in on Tuesdays and Thursdays or if there is a tragic emergency."

You gave him one last okay before he went back to his computer. You looked around and saw how many guards there are in the floor. More guards than nurses.

You saw docotrs leaving the patients rooms, you strolled around getting to know the facility. You went to the locker room and quickly placed your bag inside while fixing your scrubs and your hair. You head your way the nurse's station ready to do what you need to do. They started you off by you giving medication and taking vitals to some patients, just for you to get the hang of it as well as report anything back to their medical files and re-learn how to work the system. Jacob gave you a little index card with the information you need about König. Mainly how to give his medication. As for needles, a guard has to hold him down.

"(Y/n)" Jacob called for in the desk area. You went up to him. "This will be your work space, you are in charge of these patients, which includes König." He showed you the list of patients which is not a few compared to others. "The biggest one is König, which is why you don't have a much. All their routines are the same. Sometimes the patient will call out for you."

"How?" Not like they have a control to call for assistance.

"A guard will come and tell you. Everything else is pretty straight forward all of their medical history is in their charts aswell as their medication and their dose. They all share the same doctor who comes by every few months, unless they need medical attention. You get the gist right?"

"Yes." You said staring at the computer screen.

"Good. All the medical supplies are back here." He pointed to the big beige cabinet that is behind you. "And obviously the patients medication are in their and here are the keys." You looked at what the computer was placed, a big drawer each with a key hole and a sticker of the patients name on each one. "If you have any question, feel free to ask me."

You nodded and did what you are paid to do. You quickly got the hang of things. Lunch came in quick as you saw the kitchen staff making their way to the dining room area. The guards went in took all patients to the area ready for them to eat. They two went in and brought out König. He was wearing the usual white t-shirt with the white sweatpants. Part of his hair was tied back into a low ponytail while the rest hanged loosely to his face. He doesn't have long hair, but not short either. He turned his head towards you. You can see his eyes as they stared at you.

König didn't smile, didn't frown. He was intrigued.

You looked back into the computer and quickly pulled up his file. Ex- Military, age to be around 40. Austrian. Can speak German. Suffers from severe social anxiety. Blood type AB. Activities in the facility- arts and crafts. Suffered from multiple injuries during his deployment. History of broken arm, leg, stab wounds.

'Ex- Military. No wonder.'

After lunch it was time to give them their meds. You went to do your round, checking their vitals and giving them their medication. You made your way towards König's room. The two guards opened the door widley while one entered in. König saw you as he sat on his bed legs slightly spread open while his triceps rested on his things. His head hanged low but peaked up when you entered.

You took out the aneroid Sphygmomanometer. You made your way towards him. Already doing something they warned you about. His eye sight followed your figure. You were too nervous to look at his face. If you don't look at him then nothing bad will happen. König stared at you as you place opened the cuff and wanting to place it on his bicep. You were honestly doubting that the cuff was going to fit around his bicep, compared to yours it was like comparing a mountain vs a sand castle.

He moved his bicep slightly up for you too take a better look. The guards gave eachother looks as if he never done this before. You wrapped the cuff around his bicep, not wrapping too tight. You felt bicep, they're hard. Hard as a rock. You pressed on the little latex bulb, giving it a few squeeze while checking the gaudge. When you got the results, you wrote it down quickly.

As for König, he didn't do anything, he just watched. He watched as you came near him. To check his tempt, his heart rate. He saw you bringing the little Dixie cup with his medication. He felt the guards stiffen knowing this is the part where he will either snap your neck or crack your skull open with ease.

You placed the cup on to the little table you have to take with you with all the supplies you need and rolled it near him. Your guess is that he snaps when someone wants to drug him. Ex- Military, you won't be surprised he they forced him to take some sort of drugs while fighting off his enemies. "It's okay. This one is to calm your nerves, I know they can hard to deal with. Trust me I know. I'll give you the one that will help you sleep at night so you can't get comfortable."

He took the cup and threw the pill inside his mouth, quickly swallowing it. The little cup is so tiny compared to his hands you couldn't even see the cup. He placed the cup back onto the table. "Thank you." You said to him while walking out of his room. As soon as you heard the guards shutting the door you felt the nervousness leaving your body.

König laid back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He felt a smile on his face.

He haven't felt this way in a long time. Quite frankly never.

You are definitely getting in his interest.

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greatooglymooglyyy · 28 days

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Heyyyyy

I suck at coming up with requests but I want stories so bad lmfao 😭✋

Anyways, I saw that you were looking for requests and decided to throw one over.

Could you do a story that has to do with Matt and a reader who is really artsy and will straight up draw on his arms and color in his tattoos at the most random times?

Hope thats not too terrible an attempt at a concept lol, thanks

🦥

You Drew Stars (M.S.)

contains: fluff, kissing, general teethrotting sweetness, 900+ words

a/n: anon do you even remember requesting this? lmao listen i love you. this is a bit different from what you said butttt i tried.

“You sure you won’t be bored?” Matt asks as he settles in his gaming chair, looking over his shoulder to where I’m seated.

I smile over at him and shake my head at the question. It's one he asks every time he starts a stream when I’m around. “I’m sure. But are you sure it’s okay if I paint in here?”

After I fell asleep waiting for him to finish a game last week, Matt came home with an unreasonable amount of art supplies. I’d been watching Bob Ross videos on repeat for a couple of months- What can I say? He’s a gateway drug- and he thought I'd like to try painting for myself.

“Of course you can. That’s like the whole point.” Matt answers with a smile. I readjust the sheet under me anyway before I squeeze a small amount of paint onto my palette.

As I start to sketch out an outline with a pencil, I hear Matt start his stream and greet everybody. He starts his game up and begins to explain where he is in his game so I pop in one of my airpods and try to focus. After about twenty minutes, Matt swivels his chair around quickly and I look up at the sound.

“What’s on my floor?” He reads out with a laugh making me realize I hadn’t thought to check if I was in the frame. But it's too late now and I’m not about to crawl across the floor so I pop my head up and wave. “Hi, chat.”

He gestures out for me so I stand and go to his side, letting him wrap an arm around my waist. I lean into him, resting my head against his, while I read. “I was painting but I’m just a beginner. It’s not good yet.”

“That’s not true,” Matt says, holding up his phone and showing off his lock screen. It's a picture of a drawing I did on his back a couple of days ago. We’d been watching a movie in his bed when he fell asleep so I’d taken the opportunity to paint Charmander. “She did this in like an hour. I didn’t want to wash it off.”

I roll my eyes at him and squint at the chat trying to pick out a comment to respond to. “Do another one? I should when he’s done streaming.” I say with a smile, going to pull away and lay back on the floor.

“You can do it now,” Matt says, pulling me back to him. “Go get the other chair. I’ll stay still.”

I give him a look of disbelief. “You can’t sit still and stream.”

“I only need one arm. C’mon.” He says, moving me gently out of his way so he can scoot his chair over.

Well, I guess this is happening. I shrug and do what he says, collecting my art supplies and rolling the spare chair over to him.

I decide to try painting tiny planets because they seem easy enough and they fill in the gaps between his tattoos. He smiles when I begin, muttering about it tickling, but then turns his attention back to the game.

To his credit, he does try to keep his promise and stay still, only jumping up or making a big disturbance a couple of times. When I’m done, I sit back and stare at his arm. It’s kind of cute when you turn your head and squint.

Noticing I’m not painting anymore, Matt looks down at his arm and gasps dramatically. “Look, guys.” He says, carefully lifting his arm to show his stream.

I cover my face with my hands and shake my head. “You’re so embarrassing.”

He nods at where his phone lies between us. “Take a picture before I accidentally fuck it up.”

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A week later, I’m still being tagged in edits of us from the stream. Currently, I’m lying on my stomach, kicking my feet and giggling over the comments on a new one. ‘The way he looks at her. God, when will it be my turn.’ As if my ego needed more stroking. Just as I like one asking if I can fight, Matt’s door opens and I look up. I hadn’t even heard them come home.

“Hi, baby.” He says as he pulls off his shirt and opens his closet. My face screws up when I notice his arm has been wrapped in saran wrap. “Hey. You got a new tattoo? You didn’t tell me.”

Usually, the night before he gets a tattoo, he googles images to have a good idea of what he wants. We stay up for hours looking through drafts together so I’m a little sad he didn’t want my input this time.

Matt grins at me, coming over to sit on the bed. “It was a surprise.” He starts to unwrap his arm, wincing slightly, and my jaw drops when I recognize what it is.

With as light a touch as I can manage, I smooth my fingers over the tiny drawings of Saturn and Venus. My eyes start to water as I look up to meet his eyes. “You got my painting.”

“I did.” He says, leaning in close and placing a kiss on my jawline.

“Why?” I ask, in equal parts wonder and bewilderment. “You said you want to fill that gap with something special.”

He pulls back and raises his brows. “It is special. My girl drew it for me.”

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garoujo · 1 year

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✩ ˛˚ . WARM ME UP ; — cock-warming various blue lock boys.

FEATURING: nagi seishiro, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, bachira meguru + mikage reo.

warnings: f!reader, cockwarming, all characters written 22+, a little teasing in some, slight somno in bachi’s [hes inside of u before ur asleep], slight body worship (?) in reo’s, sensitive boys mostly. note: my mind spiralled w nagi’s first so that’s why his is longer but i decided 2 make it into hcs.

✩ ˛˚ . NAGI SEISHIRO

“fuck—ah, y’re g’nna make me die, quit feeling sooo good ‘ts no fair.” nagi murmurs from where he’s got you spread across his lap, resting on the edge of his bed with his cock buried in your sweet walls as he tries to beat his own high score on his game.

you’d gotten a little bored watching him, a little needy as you pressed yourself up against him and admired the way he’d bite on his lower lip as he concentrated, skilful fingers tapping at the buttons on his controller as small, low grunts of frustration fell from his parted lips.

but nagi had welcomed you so easily when you’d made your way into his lap, lifting up his arms to allow you to slide right in before he sent you a lidded, questioning look when he felt you pull at the waistband of his sweats. “huh? ‘m in a game right now, angel.”

“it’ll help you concentrate, sei.. promise.”

it’s doing anything but though, the snowy-haired striker underneath you realises with another needy, warm twitch of your walls around him. even just the press of your chest against his is driving him crazy, feeling you press kisses along his jawline when he whines from missing another shot — he can barely concentrate on anything but you.

“no fair.. you made me miss another headshot, pretty thing.” nagi grumbles as he presses his forehead against your shoulder, sighing while a tight, cute pout rests on his lips. but it’s almost like an apology, the sinful press of your hips against his as you push closer — just enough to knock the air out of him when you press his cock even deeper into you.

“hey, c-come on! angel, y’re playing dirty, wanna up my online ranking.” there’s an unsteady waver to his words that’s followed by the instinctive twitch of his hips into yours, like he’s chasing more of the friction you're teasing him with as he sighs.

“think of it as a boss fight, sei.. don’t wanna make it too easy.” your words are whispery and pretty as you pull back to trace your fingertip across the shape of nagi’s jawline — drawing his full attention as his head twists to look at you. hes starry eyed and dazed, flushed from his cheeks to his neck and you’re pretty sure the eye contact alone makes his cock twitch from where it’s pressed into you.

“eh, ‘ts no fair when you know all my weaknesses, pretty thing. gotta try somethin’ else, i guess.” it’s drawled, filthy the low tone his voice takes before he’s drawing closer to kiss you, whimpering against your lips before he’s forgetting the controller in favour of grabbing you instead.

the quick movements are followed by your back meeting the mattress as he presses you into the sheets with every deep, messy press of his lips. “sei! your game.” you gasp when your words urge his first real thrust into you, so deep and good that your toes curl from where they’re wrapped around his hips.

“eh, it’s fine.. ‘ll beat it later, f-fuck—wanna win this side quest first.”

✩ ˛˚ . ITOSHI SAE

sae was tired from practice today, but you were feeling particularly needy and as much as his muscles ached — he still couldn’t help but use this opportunity to his advantage, especially when you were already palming at him just as he returned home.

“i’ve been at practice all day, know i’m tired. is this how you welcome me home?” he drawls from where he’s got you spread out against him — your back is resting against his chest as your head rolls back against his shoulder, thighs hooked over his own as his fingers circle your clit — unmoving even though his cock is already buried deep inside of you.

there’s a certain sharpness to sae’s tone that makes you twitch, shaking your head against him as your nails scratch along his forearm. you’re so desperate for him, for him to move and fuck you — it wouldn’t take much, not when he’s touching you just right, but it’s not enough — he knows that.

“just need you, sae. i, ah—missed you today..” your hips twitch above him, an obvious little plea as his cock brushes along the spongy spot inside of you but he’s too fast, sighing before his free hand is pressing your hips back tight against his.

"how much?" sae grunts with the sweet, frustrated whine that pushes past your lips as he grinds up into you - offering you an inch before he takes it from you completely, pressing a kiss against your shoulder after like hes trying to soothe you. "how much did you miss me, hm?"

the way he presses into your clit is deliberate, baring down harder on the puffy bud until you’re thighs are shaking and twitching, begging for him to hurry up and move. your lips part, head lolling back against his shoulder before he’s pressing another smeared kiss against your cheek, and sending you a sharp looks that’s urging you to hurry up and answer.

“so much, missed you so much! been waiting for you, sae.. wanted you here.” your voice breaks under the weight of your arousal but you swear you feel sae’s cock twitch at the sound. it’s followed by a low hum, like he’s considering your answer before his hand on your hip eases — finally letting you move with another slow roll of his own that presses his cock against the swollen, sweet spots inside of you.

“then take what you need, sweetheart. don’t keep me waiting.”

✩ ˛˚ . ITOSHI RIN

it was impossible to move rin from his place on the couch when he’s examining team plays, his own most importantly — teeth gritting with concentration despite the way you’re pressed into his chest, palming at his body as his cock rests inside of your slick cunt.

but as good as it feels, finally having him buried in you like you asked, you’d rather he was moving — turning you to putty above him and fucking every single thought out of your mind that wasn’t him. so you decide to test the boundaries a little, shifting your hips deliberately until you feel his large palms squeeze at your hips and your boyfriend hiss from between his teeth.

“quit— fuck, quit it.” you almost shiver at the low, sharp tone rin’s voice takes but you can tell there’s no real irritation behind it when you notice the unsteady rise and fall of his chest. he’s just as wound up as you are, his brows crumbling as he tries to focus on the tv infront of him — nibbling on his lower lip to distract him from the warm squeeze of your walls.

“you said you wouldn’t move..” he grits, still refusing to meet your gaze despite the way every squeeze of your hands across his body makes his breathing hitch. you’ve got him so fucking wound up, he’s so lukewarm — so sensitive, he can’t even control himself for 10 fucking minutes.

“but i need you, rin. not my fault you feel so good.” rin can feel the back of his neck stinging with a flush when you smear a kiss along his jawline, making his fingers squeeze even tighter into your hips before he’s growling under his breath. but the way you purr when he readjusts himself beneath you, melting into him with a tiny, slight grind of his cock into you makes him feel fucking dizzy.

it’s fast, the way he’s suddenly readjusting his feet and beginning a pace that’s too quick, and if it wasn’t for his grip on you — you’d have bounced off of his lap completely. every wet smack of his hips is loud and clapping and driven by the pure determination to feel you creaming around him as he sends the game on the tv a lidded glare.

“can’t even control yourself—uggh, shit—you’ve got until the first half finishes to cum or ‘m stopping.. and you better—take all of it.”

✩ ˛˚ . BACHIRA MEGURU

it had become sort of a routine at this point, bachira would come home from practice — wound up and so fucking hard before he was fucking you senseless, followed by him falling asleep pressed up against you while his cock still rested inside of your cunt.

you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t comfortable though and he knew exactly how to get you to accept, bathing you in wet presses of his lips and low chuckles. “jus’ wanna feel you round me, baby. m’kay? sleep sooo good like that, so warm.” you couldn’t deny him, not when you’re still coming down from the orgasm he’s dug out of you.

but now, you feel yourself wake up from your own nap — roused by the sudden movement behind you as you feel bachira’s chest press tighter against your back — followed by the sudden, deep press of his cock along the still swollen spots inside of you. “baby~ already so wet, should’a just woke me up if you wanted it, gotta take care of you.. m’kay?”

you’re not sure if it’s the sleep that still laces your body but you already feel like putty at his touch, he’s deliberately grazing his cock along the spots that crave him most — sending intoxicating little aftershocks through your body that have you gasping with every quick thrust.

bachira chuckles when your lips part to moan, followed by another loud, wet smack of his hips as his head rests against the back of your shoulder. “already so wet, baby. mhm.. you been dreaming ‘bout me? feels like you have~” he sings, whimpers when he feels you squeeze around him at the words but that only pushes him to go faster, deeper.

it’s hard to believe he was sleeping a moment ago with how well he’s working your body, palming and grabbing at your figure as moans fall from his lips — burying them into your skin as he smears kisses along your shoulders. every deep press of his cock is eased by the remnants of both your previous orgasms, squelching loudly as he pushes himself even deeper.

“awww~ i knew you wanted it, baby. mhm— ah! just gotta ask, can make you feel so good~ lemme take care of you, m’kay?”

✩ ˛˚ . MIKAGE REO

reo was obsessed with you, that much was obvious — although he’d spend his whole day proving it to you if he had to. every touch of his hands on your skin made you melt into him, he worked you with such precision but such a gentleness that you couldn’t help but seek out more.

but these moments specifically were some of your favourites, the ones when he’s pulled you onto his lap — onto his cock as his fingers leave featherlight touches along your skin as he looks up at you. it was intoxicating, to watch him appreciate every part of you, taking a slow, languid palmful of your breast as he loses himself in the mindless squeeze of your walls around him.

“does that feel good, bunny? yeah?” reo asks as his breathing cools the spit he’s left across your tits, giving you a lidded — dazed look until you’re nodding out a yes and he’s messily dragging his tongue along your nipple. you feel dizzy with how good it feels, every squeeze of his palm as he suckles at your nipples languidly, massaging and pinching at you as you try your best to keep your hips still.

but every lav of his tongue, every slow and mindless roll of it over your aching tits makes him twitch from where he’s buried in you but he’s too intoxicated, too enamoured by the way your walls squeeze with every swipe of his muscle against you.

“fuck, bunny. look so pretty, keep still for me. kay?” it almost hurts how tight your fingers are digging into reo’s shoulders with your sweet little uh huh, followed by another dreamy whimper as he suckles kisses from one breast to the next. his cheeks and chin are slick with his own spit from every sloppy press of his lips against you, and it feels so fucking good despite the way his cock still hasn’t moved inside of you.

a shaky sound breaks from his lips when you let your head roll back, your hands smoothing through his hair before the pull at the roots and he feels like he could fucking cum right there and then. you feel fucking boneless above him, melting with every greedy palm and press of his lips and hands.

“that’s it, bunny. wanna see how much you need me first.”

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konigsblog · 8 months

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DOMESTIC CALL OF DUTY HEADCANNONS

trigger warnings: fluff, a lot of it.

– how i view each 141 character's time on leave. what they're up to, hobbies, issues...

photo credit @yumethefrostypanda

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

workaholic. spends a lot of time working on reports and going through any important files and updating them. you literally cannot drag him out his seat, he'll refuse. he'll be grumpy all day if you manage to get him out his office. appreciates when you bring him cheese and crackers, or just any type of snack he enjoys as he's too busy to go downstairs and get something himself.

tv shows, and watching them till the sun rises. it's a pattern that's accidental. “jus' one more.” you both agree, managing to get through an entire season, exhausted. sometimes you'll look over at simon and see him already asleep, snoring softly with his arm hung loosely around your waist.

takeaways often. usually, simon will eat some food he doesn't eat whilst on deployment. such as chinese takeaway, a chippy or indian food. sitting down on the couch with your plates rested on your lap and a the tv on. he'll be eating healthy and exercising like crazy (not overexercising, but enough for a SAS soldier) before he goes back on deployment.

JOHNNY ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

going out to bars. he loves to grab a drink with you, in a somewhat busy area. he enjoys distant chatter and sounds as it fills the silence between you two. definitely coming home tipsy and nearly falling into a plant pot. (he did, he just didn't want to admit it the next morning)

always watching the football. you'd busy cleaning, getting jumpscared every few minutes by a loud yell. i bet he begs you to watch with him, seeing you all confused as you attempt to understand. probably cuddling on the couch and watching whatever on his phone afterwards.

waking up super late. he adores late mornings, adores waking up at 11am, your body pressed into his, spooning you and holding you close to his chest while enjoying eachothers warmth.

CAPTAIN JOHN ‘PRICE’

getting jumpscared by his loud ass sneezes. literally will cause you to jump out your skin and drop your phone, giving him a dirty glare before going back to your phone.

fishing. no matter how boring you say it is, you'll always come with him as you don't get to see him often and wish to appreciate every moment together. gets so happy when he catches a big fish, he's like a proud dad.

loud ass snoring... it's deep and loud, you'll have to either pinch his nose or kick him in the leg and pray that you fall asleep before he does. but that rarely happens as he's a deep sleeper. wakes up at random times and spoons you so his snoring is directly beside your ear.

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

showering together. he can't help himself, he just has to join you. runs the soap down your back, massaging your shoulders whilst you giggle and squirm away from him. he fell over.

his chin resting apon your head whilst you brush your teeth together, probably managed to get toothpaste in your hair much to your demise. hearing him gag whenever he tries to brush his tongue, retching and tearing up.

playing video games together. he says he'll go easy on you but actually gets offended when you win. probably refuses to admit he lost when he isn't giving you an advantage, denying everything whilst you giggle and accuse him repetitively.

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kami-kun1003 · 9 months

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Silver’s narcolepsy is so… interesting to me

everyone always talks about it like it’s a silly joke. like “ha ha sleepy boy!!!” which is. fine. but from what we see in the game, it’s undoubtedly a serious physical disability. it literally causes him to fall asleep randomly throughout the day and there’s no way he can fight it. that’s genuinely scary and a cause for concern. what if he fell asleep next to a lake and drowned or something??

i can’t help but think about how much it must affect him mentally. imagine you’re the only human in a fae family, and your whole life you believed that you would be the first to die, and you need to make the most out of the short time you have to repay your loved ones for raising you.

and the universe decides to give you a sleep disorder that completely hindrances your ability to do so. you doze off CONSTANTLY, wasting hours upon hours of precious time that you could’ve used for something more useful.

you can’t control it. once you feel that drowsiness, it’s over. nothing helps; you just can’t stay awake regardless of what you try. no one knows what’s wrong with you so you just assume that it’s your own fault for being so lazy. your father’s done everything he can, bless his kind heart, but even he can’t find a solution.

nobody understands what you’re going through, they all say it’s normal to feel bored or tired from schoolwork every now and then. which isn’t how you feel at all, but you just don’t have the words to describe it.

it gets to the point where you’re failing your classes because your body simply refuses to function the way it’s supposed to. your teachers blame you and they’re right, it’s your fault it’s all your fault isn’t it?

your peers make fun of or look down on you for being unusual. for always falling asleep. for not expressing emotion (doesn’t anyone else find it hard?). you feel ashamed. you try to fix it but you can’t. nothing can ever be fixed.

it’s frustrating to be unable to control your own body. you’ve grown used to it, and so has everybody else, although that doesn’t make it any less of a problem. but at this point it feels like there’s no other choice but to just live with it.

and in the end, you feel guilty. your father has given you everything, and yet you can’t give back. does that not make you a failure? a disappointment of a son? here you are, living, breathing, thinking, and you can’t even do anything to thank the person who gave you the luxury of existence.

wouldn’t you hate sleep? wouldn’t you utterly despise that feeling of drowsiness that overtakes your mind when you so much as stay still for a single minute? would you not cherish the moments in which lethargy did not plague you?

oh, how you wish there was a cure.

(tagging: @fruixtii )

#these are just my personal thoughts so pls be nice if u disagree—#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst silver #lilia vanrouge #diasomnia #malleus draconia #sebek zigvolt #twst headcanons #twst analysis #twst angst #narcolepsy

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fandoms--fluff · 8 months

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Can you do a tvd x teenage Salvatore reader

Comfy

Female teenage Salvatore reader x Stefan Salvatore x Damon Salvatore (+others)

Warnings: swearing?

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"Come on you have to get up" Stefan says sitting on your bed beside where your laying.

"Go away it's too early for this shit" you mumbled into your pillow.

Stefan sighed and took the blanket off of you, solving the mystery of where one of his favorite sweaters went, you're wearing it.

"Come on its either the easy way or the hard way" He said knowing full well you can hear him.

You didn't respond and he reached over to you and pulled your body into his lap. "The hard way it is then."

He stood up carrying you and went downstairs where Damon was sitting. By the time he got there, you were almost fully dozed off again if it wasn't for Damon throwing a pillow at your face to wake you up again. You just responded by holding up a middle finger at your older brother and then snuggling into your other older brother, going back into the comfortable position you were in before.

"You realize you do have to change before we leave the house, right?" Damon raised an eyebrow while smirking.

"Who said I was leaving?" You groaned, not wanting to leave and get out of your comfy clothes.

"We are. Everyone is meeting at Elena's house, we need to talk about the problem on our hands" Stefan says, putting you down on the armchair next to a stack of books that needed to be put back, on the ground.

"Whyyyy, so what? there's another doppelganger, big whoopty-doo" You rolled your eyes, actually not minding Silas because he was entertaining at least.

"Too bad, you're going" Damon said, putting his drink down.

You begrudgingly walk up the steps to Elena's house. You still have Stefan's sweater on, only changing from your sleep pants to dark wash, flared jeans.

When you walked in, you immediaetly make you're way down the hallway and to the left where Jeremy is playing video games. You sat down next to him after you grabbed a controller from the coffee table.

The two of you quickly immersed into the shooting game, completely forgetting the point of the whole friend group meet-up.

"Where are Jeremy and Y/n?" Caroline asked, looking around the room, not seeing the two sixteen year olds (you, biologically). "Playing video games in the next room" Elena sighed. She tried to get you guys to stop, but failed and walked away, not in the mood to fight with two moody teenagers who both don't want to socialize except with each other for some reason.

"Then I'll be right back" Caroline said.

She walked down the hall and over to the both of you. She stood in front of the tv, but before either of you could say anything, she grabbed both your guys' left ears.

She pulled you guys by your ears to the living room. "Hey!" you both exclaimed at the same time, not happy about being pulled away from your secluded area.

The next three hours are the most boring and long hours both you and Jeremy have ever had to endure. Well, before you fell asleep on top of each other and no one noticed after those couple of hours.

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totaly-obsessed · 6 months

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Baby Fever

Leah Williamson x reader

-> reader experiences Baby fever for the first time and does not know what to do with herself

-> Based on about a thousand pictures of Leah with Kids

➳ Masterlist

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Tearing her ACL in April had been horrible – and Leah knew that. But she also knew that she was mentally prepared to deal with it – she was in a good place and would come out even stronger. That was the plan, and now in June, just two months in, she had her surgery done and started rehab.

The blonde found herself having a lot more time on her hands now and she loved spending it with you and her family. While most of the world saw her go out with her best friend Alex, she came home to you – her wife for over two years now. She would not change her busy schedule for the world, even though there was a World Cup that she could not attend.

The defender relished the time she had with her family.

Together with her cousin Jordan, she had been working on a book, her second one but the first fiction book for children. While the beginning was slow, Leah busy with Match after Match a mountain of training in between – the process sped up rapidly after her injury.

In June they announced the release date – the 31st of August. Which was just a little bit short of three months away, plenty of time to finish writing it.

You had a couple weeks off as well – it was the summer holidays and the schools were closed, and you were bored out of your mind. Leah could not take your whining anymore, so she dragged you to Jordan’s house to babysit. Her husband, Rob, had to work and their one-year-old son was just as bored as you were.

The beginning was hesitant. While Jordan was lovely, how much fun could a one-year-old be?

Turns out, a lot of it. It had been hours by this point, from when Leah and Jordan removed themselves from the living room and moved into her office. Leaving you with little Henry.

When the two blondes emerged from the office, two more chapters done it was dark outside already – the cousins having lost themselves between the pages. Where Jordan expected complete chaos, she found a clean home with you resting on the couch, her little boy asleep on your tummy.

Leah’s heart melted.

She loved kids, especially the ones in her family, and while she knew that you wanted them as well – this was new. Usually, it was her holding the kids with you watching her with wide eyes, eager to see her in such a maternal role.

But now it was her turn to stare – and she could not help herself but imagine having a child with you. The drive home was calm with Leah’s heavy hand resting on your thigh while she drove – both of you deep in thought.

While Leah had a busy week coming up, you had a lot of time and you found yourself watching a bunch of TikToks of adorable little babies. All of a sudden, your usual shopping trip took a different route when you stumbled upon the kid’s section. Looking at one fuzzy romper after the other – tears in your eyes as the pregnant women were met with jealous stares from you.

You were lying in bed when Leah returned home from a night out celebrating with Alex, who promised you that she would look after the blonde. “Baby? Why are you still awake?” To your surprise, the blonde was completely sober and changed into comfy clothes before joining you under a soft blanket.

“Look at them, Lee!” You excitedly showed her your phone, a video of a baby meeting a cute little kitten.

“Very cute baby. But that is what kept you up?” You hesitated for a second before showing her video after video of little kids and babies until you finally fell asleep, the blonde gently took the phone out of your hand.

While your wife had no clue what had gotten into you, she loved it.

Aston Villa had beaten Arsenal 2-0 in one of the last games of the season. And while it had broken Leah's heart she was still there, supporting her girls.

Once the match was over the two of you had joined the teams on the pitch when a little blonde girl caught your eye. She was heading straight to you, making grabby hands with her tiny fists at you – so without much thinking, you hoisted her up onto your hips. “Leah!”

“I’m not Leah baby. You wanna go see her?” Big blue eyes stared into your soul and with just a little imagination you could see a little Leah in her.

You did not have to look very far to find your wife as she limped her way over to you. “And who are you, little lady?” The toddler however did not care about formalities and went straight to business

“Faster tan you!” A fake gasp left Leah’s lips at the words.

“I don’t believe you! I think we will have to race!”

And with that, you were made the race official, moving back a good distance, as you clapped into your hands.

The tiny blonde started making her way to you, Leah following her on her as well as she could. You could see in your wife’s face that she was in pain, yet she tried to make this as fun as possible for the young girl who she just knew had taken over your heart.

To no one’s surprise, it was the toddler who ran into your arms – winning the race. “Good job girlie!” With the girl back on your hips, you made your way over to Leah, rewarding her valiant efforts with a kiss.

About a million pictures were being taken right now but neither of you minded.

“Kimie!” The toddler in your arms had found her aunt, so the two of you said ‘bye-bye’ to Leah.

Katie just had to tease her vice-captain “Careful Lee, your eyes will glue themselves to ya missus!” The nudge to the blonde's side nearly made her fall over after the exhausting sprint. “Shut up McCabe.”

“Aww – grouchy. You jealous that it's not yours?” Leah knew that her friend referred to the toddler who did not want to leave her wife's arms, but she could not face that right now. “At least I still have a wife.”

Ouch. That hurt.

Back at your joined home, you could not stop talking about Kim’s niece, showing her picture after picture you had taken with the little girl. “What’s gotten into you baby?”

You knew it was coming, but you still tried to play dumb. “What are you talking about?” Leah took hold of both of your wrists in one of her hands, keeping you sat on the couch, stopping you from fleeing. The other hand found its way to your hair, stroking it gently, hoping to calm you down.

“Don’t play dumb baby. I found tiny shoes in our closet this afternoon. Shoes that are much too small for either of us.”

Your eyes roamed the room, desperate for an explanation when you found the first copy of ‘The Wonder Team’. “They’re for Jordan!”

But the blonde did not even have to say anything, already seeing your eyes tearing up. She pulled you on her lap, as you sobbed into her shoulder. “I- I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I jus couldn’t help myself.”

You were slurring your words together, making it hard to understand. Your wife however pulled out her phone and opened the period tracker she had for you. “Baby, you are close to ovulation. Your body is ready for a baby.”

But your crying did not stop, it just got worse.

“Yeah, b- but I don’t usually get like this.” Leah did not know how or what to answer, the last week had been exhausting on your mind so she just leaned back, positioning you in a way that you could hear her calming heartbeat as your swollen eyes started to droop.

“I jus wan a baby with you.” The footballer could not help herself but coo at your sleepy confession as she rubbed your back.

“I know baby – me too.”

#woso x reader #woso imagine #arsenal wfc x reader #woso #engwnt x reader #woso imagines #leah williamson x reader #leah williamson imagine #leah williamson #lionesses x reader

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iaeriy · 5 months

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fair or not // trent arnold x jude bellingham

summary; who knew two best friends could share around ♥︎.

warnings; angst, swearing, mention of sex. smut; oral sex; m!recieving & f! recieving, anal, squirting & unprotected sex.

a/n; NOT PREREAD. i got carried out just for my friend to read this 😭😭, hope y’all enjoy tho! 💝

laying down on your stomach on the white fur carpet you were watching the movie as both trent and jude were on the couch, possibly asleep or watching the movie. you furrowed your brows as you heard jude laughing, “what’s funny.” you said glaring at him as he snickered, “your toes are in the air, that’s what’s funny.” he said as trent laughed at his comment, you gave jude the finger as you went back to watching the movie. boring ass movie anyway. you looked at both boys giggling before you grabbed the remote, turning it off as they both groaned in annoyance. “oh come on!” jude said at the same time trent said, “we were watching it!” he had said as you giggled before you shook your head, “it’s not that serious. let’s just do something on the nintendo, i’m so bored.” you said as they rolled their eyes, “or we can play fifa-“ you said as both boys didn’t hesitate to turn the xbox and grab the controllers, you changed the tv to the channel for the remote games as the three of you constantly played. you were sitting criss cross before a pillow fell on your head. “ow. didn’t have to throw it this hard at me.” you said to jude as he chuckled patting your head, “don’t worry darling, you’re okay.” he said as you giggled nodding your head, you looked at trent as he rolled his eyes. you bit on your lip at the way of his behavior. both guys were really cute and just absolutely beautiful, they were a bit..aggresive on the other hand. “HAH, I WON.” you said before you jumped up, squealing around as both boys rolled their eyes. on the other hand there was a little pervert activity happening, jude kept trying not to look down on your cleavage and well, trent was looking at your neck.

you sat in the middle as both boys stared at you, “what? let’s play another game now. this one is boring.” you said as trents hand accidentally touched your thigh, “oops sorry.” he said as you giggled it off before you changed the game to mario kart, “not this bullshit again.” jude said as you punched his arm playfully, “shut up and deal with it.” you said as he chuckled, “can you two stop being so lovey dovey, i honestly don’t care.” he said as you looked at him, “what?” you said as he looked away, you rolled your eyes as you went back to playing the game, you were currently winning ahead of jude before he won the game as you yelled, “i was close! did you really have to use the power up!” you said putting the controller on your thigh as he nodded his head laughing at your reaction, “it’s okay, you two should be heading home now, it’s going to start pouring even more..” you said getting up as trents hand accidentally touched your ass, you looked at him the second he turned his head away, avoiding eye contact with you. you rolled your eyes just trying to avoid the interaction as you put the controller under the tv, placing it under a cabinet. you heard both boys getting up ready to leave as you turned around, “okay, i’ll walk you two out now,” you said as you got up, both boys following you like a little puppy. you walked to your door before you opened it, “so are we hanging out tomorrow-“ you said as trent looked at you and shrugged, “i don’t know.” he said harshly as you stared at him, “what’s your problem.” you said as he looked at you.

“what?” he said crossing his arms against his chest, “my problem?” he said with an attitude as you nodded your head, “you had this attitude and i really don’t fucking know why or what’s your fucking issue.” you said as you tried not to shout at him, “nothings my problem, what about yours midget, you seem to have an attitude. you can’t handle something can’t you, nosy ass garden gnome.” he said as you slapped his arm, “cut the shit out, you’re so childish.” you said as he looked at you shocked, “damn.” jude said shaking his head as you sighed and looked at both of them, “i gotta go now, bye.” you said as you walked back inside your home, closing the door. you turned off the lights as you went straight to your room, you closed your door betfore making your way to the window closing the blinds, your phone chimed as you looked at your phone. a message from jude.

jude: are you okay?

he wrote down as you stared at the text, you thought in your head. so many things, why was trent mad and did it have to do with you and jude. you sighed before your fingers began to quicky touch the keyboard.

you: yeah i’m okay, thx for asking 🤍

you wrote down as you saw the bubble forming, you waited for his reply as he typed

jude: okay, hope you feel better from what conflict happened. thanks for also agreeing to play fifa with me 🤍.

you decided to lay down, your eyes began to slowly close as you drifted off to a deep sleep. your phone kept buzzing many times, not knowing what it was you were distracted as you woke up, a bunch of messages. but this time, only from trent. you grabbed your phone as his messages popped up.

trent: answer me.

trent: what are you doing that it takes you this long to pick up the fucking phone.

you scoffed as he repeated the words “answer me” before you thought of the conflict earlier. you rolled your eyes before you left him on open as you decided to go back to bed into your nap as you were now covered in the duvet, asleep. not only for your phone to go off again as you sighed loudly, “stupid idiot can’t even let me nap!” you said throwing a pillow off the bed as you grabbed your phone.

you: what the fuck do you want? let me be myself. i don’t want to disscuss your fucking issues nor your problem you caused.

trent: issue? problem? not my problem you and jude got more touchy and kept leaving me out. stop being such a little slut around him.

you: now am a slut? because we were messing around, what’s your problem?? i can’t even hang around with him as much compared to you? let it be fair.

trent: why should it be fair, i’ve liked you since then and you give him more attention. he likes you too but obviously you want him more.

your eyes widening at the message as you realized everything making sense, the gifts, the interactions and lastly spending much more time togetner. you swallowed nervously before a message from jude popped up on the top of your phone.

jude: dont listen to what trent is saying he’s overreacting

you quickly clicked on his contact before you dialed the number, holding your phone to your ear as you heard trent talking before you heard him speak, “hello?” jude said as you cleared your throat before speaking, “is trent with you? i have to talk to him about this.” you said as he spoke up again, “yea he’s here. just drive carefully.” he said as you hung up on him before you put your shoes on running downstairs as you went to your car as you drove to judes place. you looked at your phone as you saw trent texting you, you huffed loudly before you parked the car as you stood infront of the door drenching yourself in the water, you knocked even harder as jude opened the door. “you’re all wet..how long have you been waiting.” he said as you stared at him, “long enough trent couldn’t open the fucking door after he said he would open the door. fucking petty ass idiot.” you said as jude stopped you, “you really believe him?” he said as you gulped, “maybe. maybe not. maybe he likes me too and you must like me a lot.” you said as he looked away in embarrassment, “so you do! i can’t even have a single hang out moment with the two of you because you like me more and he thinks your taking me away from him! what the fuck!” you said as you slapped his head before you saw trent peeking out, “i can fucking see you get out.” you said before he walked out now infront of you.

“you’re arguing with him like its a big of a deal shut up already.” he said as you looked at him, “it is a big deal! i can’t even hang out with my own best friends without you both fighting like some stupid children.” you said talking with your hands as you were already pissed off, on the other hand..jude was staring down at your perky nipples. “you made this a big deal because me and jude were being touchy. not my fault i known him since i was a kid too. you stupid idiot.” you said as he scoffed, “you’re the one getting rained on so shut the hell up.” trent said as jude stared at him, “stop being so rude to her.” he said as you looked at him, “now you’re defending her?” he said as you looked at both of them, “stop fighting over such idiotic nonsense!” you said as your shirt slightly lifted to your belly as jude looked again, “stop looking!” you said slapping his bicep as he pouted playfully, “why can’t you just understand i dont like none, okay! i just dont want you two fighting over me.” you said as trent rolled his eyes, “that’s funny. it’ll still happen.” he said as you rolled your eyes, “you’re hilarious y/n.” he said as you whined leaning your head back a bit. “am not the only one who likes you here, jude likes you why do you think he kept trying to touch your thigh.” he said as you looked at him then jude, “so now you want to act like you don’t say shit about her.” he said as both boys were now arguing back and forth over you. your hair was getting all wet, your clothes now soaked and your shoes soaked as well as you kept watching both boys argue back and forth. “stop fighting. this is enough. can i just go inside, i’m really cold and soaked.” you said as they both stopped and looked at you, you sighed before you took your shoes off leaving them outside the porch before going inside, you began shivering as your nipples slowly started to perk out through your shirt. you sighed shakily as you heard the door close, you turned around looking at both of them.

“settled?” you said as they nodded their heads, you smiled before trent began talking again, “it’s just stupid this whole thing now that you know..” he said as you shook your head dissapointted, “trent stop, this happened because you were jealous. i cant handle you two fighting over me.” you said as both boys looked at each other, “really.. why can’t we just share..you know..” jude said as you looked at him confused. “s-share..? what are you talking ab-“ you said as jude walked up to you, you backed up a bit before your back hit against trents, “what are you two do-“ you said as jude grabbed your cheek, you blushed heavily as you looked at him innocently. your eyelashes batting down slowly. “jude seriously what are you-“ you said before he kissed you passionately as you kissed back cupping your cheeks, you squealed in between as you felt trents hand explore and cup your breasts through your drenched shirt, your body becoming warm as you reacted to the touch. you held onto trents hand tighter, moving his hand around as you jude continued kissing you. “th-this is so wrong..” you mumbled as he spanked your hip as you flinched a bit, you felt trent hands raise up your shirt as you smacked his hand off. judes hand squeezing your ass as you moaned in between the kiss before pulling him away, “sit.” you said as both of them sat on the couch, you giggled before your hands slowly grabbed the hem of your shirt, your shirt lifting as your stomach showed before you raised it fully, your boobs bouncing out your shirt as you giggled at your shirt lifted above your head before tossing it on the floor. you giggled as you saw judes breathing increasing before you pulled down on your sweatpants as you kicked them off your ankles, you looked up at trent. “since you wanted to be a little brat..you might as well just have to watch what you hate.” you said whispering in his ear before biting his neck as you sat on judes lap.

you moved your ass a bit back, sitting on his crotch before you wrapped your arms around judes neck, he kissed your neck as you giggled before you cupped his cheeks before kissing him deeply, he kissed back cupping your ass cheek as you whimpered in the kiss, you bit down on his lip slightly sliding your tongue into his mouth as he explored into your mouth. you began moving your hips against his crotch, moaning softly into the kiss, “am so needy for you..” you mumured as he chuckled pulling on the hem of your thong, you pulled him closer with your arms as he continued kissing you. your eyes slightly going to its way to trent as you saw him slightly palming himself, you giggled before he kissed your neck. you leaned back as he began sucking on your skin. you moaned slightly as you continued rocking your hips slowly. you held onto the back of his neck, his lips making their way down to your chest. your breath hitching as you leaned your head back, you squeezed your boobs together, looking at trent as you giggled. loads of moans and grunts escaping from his mouth before you pulled jude away, “needy boy aren’t you..that’s enough for now.” you said as you grabbbed the hem of his shirt taking it off. you crawled off his lap before you got off, walking over to trent. your legs hovering above his cock as you giggled. “such a tease, don’t you think.” he said tilting his head as you shook your head giggling before smiling at him, “nopeee, not at all cutie.” you said before he pulled you closer, you whimpered at the grip before you raised his shirt up, his abdomen showing as you looked down at his cock. the sight making you whimper as his blushing tip laid against his stomach. “take it off. am not touching you until you learn to behave.” you said as he rolled his eyes taking his shirt off before you hovered above his dick, crawling onto his abdomen. “see..now your best friend is going to watch us..” you whispered in his ear as he slapped your ass, you moaned into his ear before you cupped his cheeks, as he kissed you deeply. you kissed back moaning happily before your acrylics pressed against his abs as you drew lines on them. he held onto your waist as you moved down, you sat on his thigh as you giggled before your hand grabbed his shaft, slightly stroking him as you continued kissing him. he groaned into your mouth as you giggled again. in the corner of your eye you saw a needy jude stroking himself at the sight of you making out with his best friends.

who knew you getting in between the way would settle it this way.

you pulled away as you giggled shaking your head, before jude grabbed your arm. you grunted smacking him off before you were now on your knees on the ground, both boys infront of you. “look how adorable you look down there. how cute.” jude said as you giggled before you grabbed judes cock before spitting on it as you palmed him before your other hand began to palm on trents cock, you giggled before you wrapped your mouth around the tip before you pushed your head further in. a loud groan escaping from jude as he held onto your hair, “mouth so warm f’me..”he groaned as you bobbled your head slowly, your tongue swirling near up the base, you continued stroking trent as you bobbled your head slowly, your eyelashes batting down innocently as you looked up at jude the entire time you continued bobbing your head. he pulled your head off as a string of saliva fell onto your mouth, you giggled before moving over to trents member as you wrapped your warm mouth around his shaft as you began to bobble your head slowly, he grabbed the back of your head moaning lowly as you giggled before your hands stroked jude. both boys groaning at the way you pleasured them at the same time as you felt yourself becoming needier and emptier, empty that you wanted to touch yourself so badly. you looked up at him as your fingers slightly began to roam down your body, your finger pads running down your chest as you rubbed yourself slowly. you moaned around him as your stomach fluttered. he groaned as he felt a vibration send up to him as your other hand stroked jude, feeling him twitch in your hands. “want you b-both..” you gurgled out as jude chuckled at your fucked out sentence before he grabbed you by your waist, “heard that, pretty girl wants to have fun already.”

he said as you giggled before you pulled away from trents member as he laid down on the couch. you crawled towards jude as he grabbed your waist, “turn around. face trent.” he said as you giggled in response before you were on your fours before you sunk yourself down, judes cock entering your soaking hole as you cried out a moan. “o-oh my..” you said before you began to move yourself against him. you moaned softly at the way his cock sunk in and out of your pussy. “s-so big and w-warm..” you mumbled before he spanked your ass, you continued moving your hips slowly before he held onto your waist moving you slightly quicker. your moans slowly getting louder before trent shoved his cock in your mouth, he pushed your head deeply as you gagged around him, the wet sounds of your throat and saliva making you even more messier and wetter as you kept moving yourself against jude. “no more of that potty mouth of yours huh? such a brat.” trent said as he slapped your boob, you whimpered around his cock as you kept bobbing your head on the right pace before your hands stroked his base of what couldnt fit in your mouth.

you couldn’t explain what exactly was going through your mind, you had both boys penetrating you, in the mouth and your pussy. the air around you was getting hotter and hotter, as you felt spots of sweat forming on your forehead as your foot tucked behind judes thighs before you slightly began to bounce on judes cock. you cried out as he kept hitting your g-spot, your eyes rolling back as your pussy slid in and out so deliciously and deeply inside of you. as in for trent he kept getting much more hornier and hornier as you moaned around him and watched you this way after he had imagined it. “fuck..you’re so incredible at this..” jude said behind you as you giggled before you bobbled your head deeper into trents shaft, your nose nuzzling against his pelvis bone. he groaned loudly as he twitched inside your mouth, meanwhile jude twitched inside of you as he was burried deeply inside your pussy. you felt tears forming in your eyes as your thighs were burning and aching from hoping on his cock, before trent decided to thrust into your mouth. “f-fuck you..” you gurgled out as he chuckled, you looked up choking on his length. your throat producing wet noises as you moaned loudly around him feeling your stomach tighten up as you rubbed yourself with your fingers, you definitely did not want to come undone but those two. you smacked off trents hand off your head as you bobbled your head deeper, your free hand fondling with his balls as he groaned loudly again. he thrusted his hips into your mouth as spit was slowly dripping down your chin and all over his base. jude spanked your ass hard enough making you cry out a moan at every slap before he grabbed your hips moving you back and forth. you moaned loudly as your eyes started to water up, your vision becoming blurry by your tears as you gripped onto trents thighs. you suddenly felt your orgasm pressuring you as you rode off your orgasm coming down with a scream as you squirted everywhere, your juices juttering out landing on your leg and the material of the couch as you sobbed out, as jude groaned at your pussy squeezing all over him as you sobbed out a moan yet again shaking uncontrollably, your thighs shaking as jude thrusted his hips up into you. you cried out again.

“p-please!..i-its too..m-much..” you said with your mouth stuffed as you pulled your mouth away before you breathed like crazy, your chest rising up and down as you tried to control your breathing before you kept moaning uncontrollably, the sensitivity catching up to you as you went back to sucking on trents member before your mouth stayed around the tip, your tongue swirling around the slimy wet skin as he groaned loudly. “o-oh fuck, i’m about to..” he said as his cum splutttered inside your mouth, you giggled before you sucked around him, as you swallowed everything down before he looked down at you. you stuck your tongue out as you giggled before jude squeezed your ass again, one squeeze was all the job he had to do before his cum filled up your pussy. you sighed as you whimpered before you breathed heavily, “a-are we f-finished..” you said as trent shook his head, “no. one more thing.” he said as you swallowed down nervously before jude pulled you off gently as he turned you around, you were on his lap shaking as you looked at him, “my god, look at you all ruined..” he said smirking as you rolled your eyes, “j-just get this over with!” you said as he pushed his cock back inside you, you shrieked as you scratched his chest. “so tight..move f’me darling..” he said as you nodded your head, slowly moving your hips around him. the pleasure being so good but so painful you tried to keep your eyes opened and tried not to roll your eyes, your hands on his chest as you felt trent kneel behind you. “th-this is impossible! h-how are y-you going to..” you said as you felt trent rub his tip on your other hole before he pushed in, you screamed as you arched your back adjusting to his size as he slowly stretched you out in that area.”s-so full..” you said before you slowly began to move your hips. you moaned out shakily as jude thrusted up from beneath you as you squeezed your boobs together crying out a moan again, trent moving the same exact pace as jude. sending you into a frenzy as you continued to move yourself. your body shaking and nearly giving up as both boys continued penetrating you.

“i-i can’t..! t-too much..” you said as jude thrusted harder and quicker against your holes, you screamed loudly moaning uncontrollably scratching his chest, meanwhile it didn’t take trent that long to match the pace as you sobbed out a moan. tears dripping down out of your eyes, your legs shaking tremendously even your hands were as you scratched judes chest. you tried to sit still as you breathed out heavily before you began to rock your hips again. your eyes rolling to the back of your head, your tightness making them slip out of you so good as you moved your hips quicker. you leaned your head back as your head rested against trents chest, you stuck your tongue out giggling as your perky nipples were on sight, judes finger pads rubbing against your nipples as you moaned at his touch before trent lowered down to kiss you as you kissed back giggling. your moans slipping in between the kiss as jude moved you quicker as you felt him twitch inside of him. you whined holding onto the back of trents neck. “you look so gorgeous up there..” jude said as you giggled before he stroked your clit as you cried out before he slapped it still thrusting up into you, you felt your orgasm approaching much quicker than before as you gripped onto judes biceps. “i-i can’t..a-anymore..” you said as he furrowed his brows, “yes you can.” he said slapping your ass as you shrieked, “n-no! i-i..f-fuck!” you said as you felt jude twtch again, the tip of his cock hitting your g-spit making you see sparkles as your vision was going blurry at every hop on his dick, you kept murmuring nonsense words and sentences moaning at every movement, each inch taking you in slowly before you felt the warm feeling, “o-oh god!” you kept crying and whining out so many needy moans as trent whispered in your ear, “come on pretty girl..i know it’s in you..” he whispered biting and sucking on your neck, his hands squeezing your boobs as you moaned breathlessly. you were panting, shaking, sweating and exhuasted, his hand slowly began to rub on your clit.

you screamed again, you were now on the edge as jude shot his seed up into you. you arched your back before trent began to rub on your clit even faster, “n-no! o-oh god!” you said shutting your eyes before trent chuckled, “shh..” he said as you shook his head, “t-trent! i-i’m gonna! f-fuck!” you said as you squirted all over, your fluids getting on judes chest, before trent smacked your clit, you gasped shakily before he pulled out from behind you, you breathed heavily as your chest rose up and down like crazy. you got off judes lap, your legs becoming wobbly as you almost fell before trent held onto you, his grip soothing you before you looked up at him, your eyes heavy and pink as you sniffled before you sat on the couch on your knees.

“l-looks like you two made up.”

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