#had such a good time w the lighting god this brush is fun to use

[quirkle2]

2022 sans art vs 2016 (probably) sans art

[fettuccin-e]

Angel Incarnate

Kinktober Day 7: Soft and Slow

Tags: Javier Peña x Reader, afab!fem!reader, unprotected piv, slight breeding kink, really really light angst, domesticity, javi is finally happy guys okay (w/c: 1K)

A/N: Alright so this is so fluffy it hardly even feels like a kinktober prompt but y'know what javi has his dick out so it counts okay. anyway i had a really fun time writing this because i love it when sad characters are happy it brings me insurmountable joy (For the month I've been using these prompts from flightlessangelwings!)

Everything around him has always been so violent. His world has always been bloody and bruised and chaotic, and Javier had always supposed that it was just meant to be that way.

He didn’t deserve anything better than the angry pain of Bogatá. He’d hurt too many people, ripped apart too many lives to be redeemed, to deserve any kind of sweetness. His life boiled down to blood and tears, the endless race against the narcos too much to take anything slow. The only sex he had was rough and violent, just like his life, just like his soul.

Getting back to Laredo, to his father’s ranch, had been a kind of culture shock that he didn’t think he could experience anymore. The lack of gunfire, the lack of violence, day in and day out, had him reeling.

He’d tried burying himself in the work, fixing up his childhood home and tending to the cattle and the horses, hardly venturing into town at all. The people who knew Javi, the young man who left Laredo with a bride at the altar for a life as an agent, did not need to know Javier, the broken, hollow, shell of a man. He didn’t need their pity, their looks of confusion mixed with sympathy.

He regrets those first few months now, the ones that he spent hiding from the rest of the world. After all, the first time he went out into town, went into the only little library for miles, he found you.

And you, God, you’re so different. So kind and patient, even when he’s rough with you, even when he tries to push you away. It’s a kind of slow, soft sweetness that sings through his bones, that makes him feel human again. 

You’re slow with him, gentle in a way that he hasn’t been treated in years. He feels precious here, with you, between the soft sheets of your shared bed, as you roll your hips on top of him, taking him slow and so deep inside of you.

He wants to grip your hips so hard they bruise, roll you over and slam into you until you’re sobbing and writhing from the pleasure of it. He wants to press your face into the pillows and fuck you hard into the mattress. 

But he holds back, just like you want him to. Let yourself just feel, Javi, you had told him one day, after he’d taken control from you, just like he wants to right now. We don’t have to rush.

So he doesn’t. He brushes his hands along your waist, relishing in your soft skin as  you drop yourself down on his cock, over and over again. You gasp as he stretches you apart.

“That’s it, baby, so beautiful for me,” Javier murmurs. “That feel good, sweetheart?”

You nod, whining as he guides you down to grind deep into your g-spot. “It’s so- it’s so good, Javi. You feel so big like this.”

Javier groans as you clench around him, tight and wet and fucking perfect. The soft morning light filters through the curtains you put up last week, illuminating your skin and enshrining you like an angel. You are an angel, he thinks, as close to heaven as he’ll ever get.

He leans up, searching for a kiss that you gladly grant him. He loves kissing you, licking into your mouth and tasting you as you moan for him.

You curl your hands into his hair, grown longer with his time away from the DEA. The one time he’d asked you about cutting it, you’d protested so hard he’d laughed for thirty minutes straight. He’d started letting it grow after that.

You lean back up, undulating your hips in a way that has him groaning, pulling on your hips to help you along.

“You want to cum, Javi?” you murmur, pulling him in so fucking deep his eyes roll to the back of his head.

“Por favor, nena, si,” he gasps, and God, you’re the only one that can make him beg like this. To make him desperate like this.

“Come on, honey, fill me up,” you coo, and Javi is lost to it. His hips jerk up of their own accord, pumping into you involuntarily with his orgasm. He spills into you without the fear of knocking you up, knowing that there’s no violence, no uncertainty with you. A small, not-so-secret part of him actually hopes it’ll take.

You whine above him, pushing your hips down on him over and over, frantic for your climax. He reaches a hand between you both and rubs slow, hard circles into your clit, and fuck, the way you cum will always steal the breath from his lungs. Your eyes clench shut, your mouth exhaling a beautiful, melodic little moan as you rock yourself on his cock, working yourself through it.

“That’s it, beautiful, so fucking good to me, so pretty for me,” he husks, and you curl yourself over him, meeting his lips in a sticky-wet kiss that has you both desperate for more. He palms his hands over your back, pulling you down to rest on top of him as you both breathe through the aftershocks of your orgasms.

You both don’t move for a long time, content to bask in each other’s warmth as the morning sun rises, bringing another day to spend together. It’s a kind of peace, a kind of contentment, he’d thought was a pipe dream for so, so long.

“How did I ever find you?” He murmurs into the quiet of the room. You tilt your head up from where it rests on his chest to smile softly at him. He feels like he could drown in your gaze.

“I think we were always meant to find each other,” you whisper, and like always, he knows you’re right.

[tubatwo]

sabotage - huening kai

summary: you and kai paint each other’s faces on live and he surprises you

pairing: gn reader x huening kai

genre: fluff; 1.1k words

requested by ohmahgods

“you sure you wanna do this? I won’t force you if you feel uncomfortable,” kai asks one more time, a gentle look in his eyes as he makes direct eye contact with you.

your relationship wasn’t new, but it hadn’t been that long since you two revealed yourselves to the public. while showing off some of his favorite plushies on live, he realized that he accidentally brought a teddy bear that you gave him. a teddy bear that just so happened to have both of your initials engraved on its feet. sure, kai could have come up with something but 1. he’d probably suck at lying and 2. he didn’t want to hide you anymore. so he acted impulsively.

‎

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you two had already had discussions about the topic and even talked to bighit staff about it. obviously, they weren’t on board at first but eventually gave you the green light. the only thing left was finding the perfect time to announce it. kai beat you to it, apologizing over and over for making the decision without you, but you were thankful anyway since you were a little shy.

and now here you were. the company phone propped up in front of you two and sets of paint scattered around the table.

“yes honey,” you grab his hands in yours as you return his eye contact, “I promise I want to do this with you. it’ll be fun!”

kai nods and turns toward the phone to press the big “GO LIVE” button. the next few seconds are a bit awkward since you have to wait for moas to start joining the live. soon enough, the chat is filled with shocked emojis and confusion.

WHAT

OH MY GOD??????

IS THAT HIS S/O

YOONGI MARRY ME

?????? who is that

DID HE GO LIVE BY ACCIDENT

“hi moa babies!” kai waves to the camera before taking your hand in his. “I hope you all don’t mind my super special guest!” you smile and wave before introducing yourself. “hi moas! i’m y/n, thank you for having me.”

y/n is so cute

is this a marriage announcement? keke

why can’t I look like them

THEY LOOK LIKE AN ANGEL

“some of you may remember my live where I showed some of my dolls and a very specific teddy bear… well this cutie over here gave him to me!” kai began, “I thought that it would be nice for the person I love to get to know the other people I love! so, we prepared fun things to do today while we talk to moa.” kai brings the paint into the camera frame.

“we’re gonna do some really cute face paints!” you explain while trying to get used to the speed of the comment section. kai chuckles before scrolling up to catch a specific comment. “baby look! moas think you look super pretty… oh, yes they are an angel… no this wasn’t by accident! wait a marriage announcement?!” his famous laugh echoing in the room, making you laugh as well.

after a while all of the paint bottles are open and you’ve both put on cute animal headbands to keep hair out of your faces. “moa! what should we paint on each other?” kai asks.

you should make kai look super cool!

draw a butterfly on y/n!

i cant wait to see the results

while the speed of the comments were making your head hurt, kai catches a specific one that almost makes an evil laugh slip out.

you should pretend to make y/n pretty but make it bad kekeke

“you want me to make kai look cool? hmm… what about like the movie avatar?” you ask the chat. kai lets out a playful gasp. “ah right, my baby is really good at drawing so i’ll look super cool!” his use of pet names makes you look over at him with wide eyes. he simply winks at you and tickles your chin.

W RIZZ

kai the rizzler

WHY CANT THAT BE ME

“okay, how about I paint you first and you do mine last?” you suggest. “okie!” kai agrees and you get started.

you alternate between focusing on kai’s face and responding to some of the comments. kai faces you and stares at you with love in his eyes as you softly brush strokes of paint onto his skin. the paint is cold on his cheeks, but you make them feel so, so warm. thankfully, the paint is covering his blush. he feels like he’s falling in love all over again, and he feels like the luckiest man in the world.

“you’re so beautiful, baby…” his whisper snaps you out of the trance you had while reading comments. your head whips around to see the lovesick expression on his face. at this point, it’s pretty obvious that he doesn’t care about showing pda with you live, so you try to relax a bit.

“says you! moa, isn’t he like a greek god?” you ask the chat while carefully cradling his face in your hands, showing him off to the camera. he laughs a little before shaking his head. “I mean it, you’re so handsome, your face is already a masterpiece.” you notice kai getting shy before he tries to lean in to meet your lips. you back up quickly and softly put your hands on his shoulders. “okay woah! 1. we’re live and 2. y-you have wet paint all over you!” you stutter while kai laughs at your reaction.

so im gonna die lonely

TAKING A NAP ON A BRIDGE

eventually, you finish the avatar-style painting on kai’s face and he takes a look at himself through the live screen. “wah! baby, this is so cool!” he exclaims, “you’re so cool and talented, i’m jealous!” you smile softly and rub his arm as a thanks. you make sure to thank moa in the chat as well for all of the compliments. while reading comments, kai wants your attention back, so he uses two fingers to turn your face towards him. the action makes you blush and the chat goes crazy once again. “my turn.”

were third wheeling i guess

IN FRONT OF MY SALAD?????

it seemed like an eternity passes before kai finishes your painting. with the amount of time he was taking, you felt grateful that he was putting a serious effort into it. however, it was weird how his hand stayed firm on your cheek, blocking you from looking anywhere else but at him.

HES SABOTAGING

LMAO

IS HE DRAWING WARIO??

HES SO WRONG FOR THIS

“okay, one last finishing touch…” kai says. you sit and wait patiently for him to pick up another brush, but instead, you’re met with a quick peck on your lips and the following words, “i’m sorry…”

you tilt your head in confusion at kai’s dolphin laugh before looking at the screen.

“HUENING KAI!”

[beoneofus]

male reader | w: 18+

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“ theeeeere ya’ go, baby. slowly- just like that. ”

never in a billion fucking light years did you think you'd ever have a chance to even meet a vampire, let alone get on your knees for one at your families cookout; in the shed out back, which was rather sleazy, might I add.

let's not forget the fact, that you've known him and his three... brothers, for less than a year and have been eye fucking them absentmindedly ever since you five have crossed paths. you yourself knew you had the hots for them, enough to cook up some rather sun-blazing fantasies steamy enough to beat hells heat. but you were in the dark about the fact that you actually managed to not once, twice, or even three times; but a dozen times — undress the guys with your eyes and have them catch you.

finally, one of them decided to loop an arm around your waist and pull you away from beloved relatives and guests, at your summer barbeque that was held every year. paul was no stranger to hopping right into things, but being dragged into your father's shed and then pushed to your knees was a surprise for you. like, let's be real, he's flirted with you but you never thought he'd actually take this step.

and now, here you were, slowly taking his length down your throat. eyes half lidded, barely open with tears brimming the corners. your lashes were itching at the skin beneath your eyes practically, and your jaw was slack; tongue out, brushing the underside of his perfectly wide cock.

“ look at yoooou, ” paul would coo mockingly, before letting out a long chuckle. eyeing you up, and then shaking his head in amusement, before tilting it back. the fairylights from outside peaked through the cracks of the wooden shed and shown into his line of sight, hitting right onto his mask of stubble; shaping his jaw perfectly. you almost choked from how fascinated you were at his beauty, but managed to relax your throat once more.

inhaling through your nose, you forced yourself to take in the rest of length. swallowing it, feeling the soft yet hard, skin in your mouth. overall, the texture was nice... and he smelled so so good. It left your head spinning to be surrounded by so much of paul.

“ don't quit now, baby boy. ” paul huffed, snapping you out of your brief day dream. you flickered your gaze upwards once again, only to see him grinning down at you; his veiny wrist in view as he gripped a fist full of your luscious hair. “ you want me to cum down that pretty throat, right? ” his brows lifted suggestively, pinpointing out one of the things you've thought about many times. had the fucker read your thoughts?

“ get outta’ your head.. ” the blonde rasped, all while sliding his other hand along the aide of your face.. fingers grazing over your jawline, before they hooked directly under it. that's when he lifted his hips, moving them back; sliding his cock out of your wet cavern.

“ look at me. ” you did. you followed his command, keeping direct eye contact with the male. god, his sea blue eyes looked so gorgeous from this angle. “ fuck.. that's it. ” he grunted, and then snapped his hips forward! you coughed, choking slightly, but ended up moaning on how good that dick felt pressing against your inner walls. who knew sucking someone off could be so greedily pleasant?

“ mhmhmhmm.. ” paul was lightly humming a laugh, his pearly white coking into view, in a grin. but your eyes were too busy rolling back to even see. “ I'm sooo gonna’ have fun using you. ”

and he did that night. he really did.

let's just say you went... quite a few rounds. no one suspected a thing.

well.. except david, dwayne and marko.

[lighthouseborna]

IMPORTANT  HEADCANONS  TO  CONSIDER

CAN THEY USE CHOPSTICKS: Better than he’d know how to use a set of dining forks I’d wager. Shipwreck is a proper melting pot of cultures, so there’s that, but it’s also worth noting that Elizabeth was made Pirate Lord of the South China Sea. Shipwreck is home, but I’ve always thought they must have spent a lot of time in and around Singapore in particular (given the implicated there is(/was) a heavy pirate presence there, and it’s likely where Sao Feng’s former ships returned to port and did their trade, and there’d be no reason to give up foothold there.) The point I’m trying to make is: Henry’s had a lot of exposure to Southeast Asian culture. So, yeah. 

WHAT DO THEY DO WHEN THEY CAN’T SLEEP: He can and will always find something to do, yes he wants to make a bet about it. He will not lie there and try to coax sleep into coming to him, it is always a fruitless effort and, far worse, it’s boring. He’ll get up and go on until he’s actually tired.

WHAT WOULD THEY IMPULSE BUY AT THE GROCERY STORE: Why impulse buy something at the grocery store when you can impulse buy takeout and then you have delicious local-business-supporting food and you didn’t have to cook it. He really likes curry.

WHAT ORDER DO THEY WASH THINGS IN THE SHOWER: Man,, I dunno. I can tell you that he is, aggravatingly, the kind of person who like. He uses the same soap for his face and body, and probably a 2-in-one shampoo, and he combs his hair with his fingers more than a brush or actual comb, and then yet he always has good skin and his hair is super healthy and never tangled and it’s just like. Wildly unfair. We all know that one guy who’s like this and he’s That Guy.

WHAT’S THEIR COFFEE ORDER: Definitely more of a tea person. I keep meaning to do literally any amount of research on tea types and etc. to give an answer about what his preference is but I keep forgetting. When he does drink coffee (relevant verses or w/e) it’s usually black or with a little bit of milk or creamer, no sugar. He does not have an informed preference on brew types but if he spent a little time learning about it he’d know he prefers medium roasts (lights are too floral, darks too bitter, medium has the best flavor balance.) ((He’s wrong dark roast is better.))

WHAT SORT OF APPS WOULD THEY HAVE ON THEIR SMARTPHONE: Listen. He’s got the phone so people can contact him. If it wasn’t an app already on the thing, the odds of him having gone looking for anything else to equip are very, very low.

HOW DO THEY ACT AROUND CHILDREN: I can’t imagine any large change to his behavior, he’s a pretty straightforward guy. He’s good with kids of all ages, because he listens and isn’t prone to belittling people no matter how young they are. Kids are people too. People who have learning to do, but still people. Definitely kids from like 4-10 are gonna be the ones who like him best. He’s fun!! he lets them do things that are probably a little ‘unsafe’ and he’s willing to play and be tackled and woah hey let’s go climb that thing or explore that weird looking place or---(!) Preteens and teens probably regard him with that “oh my god you are so embarrassing because you’re not embarrassed by this” energy and certain ones would be immensely annoyed by his teasing, but he’s still a Listener and man when you’re that age that’s so rare to come across so I feel like he’d grow on them, too. Very small children & babies make him a bit nervous from lack of experience and because they’re so little. Like physically so tiny and squishable. It’s terrifying.

WHAT WOULD THEY WATCH ON TV WHEN THEY’RE BORED AND NOTHING THEY REALLY LIKE IS ON: He would not use TV to fill a “I am bored” gap, as it is also boring. If he’s got the time for down time and wanted a low-impact activity he’d find something to read.

tagged by : @tiderider   tagging : iiiiiiiiiiii don’t know i have .2 braincells right now

[godofcreatitivity]

One Piece the Movie

(the following is a nonprofit fan based parody any characters from one piece is owned by Eiichiro Oda, Toei Animation Co., Ltd., any characters from super Mario are owned by Nintendo, any characters from troll hunters, are owned by DreamWorks and universal)

Chapter 9: into the dark world

Vanellope felt a light but stunt tap on her right shoulder waking her up from her sleep.

She decides to ignore it and turns to her right side to try and go back to sleep.

But instead of stopping the tap and continuing on her other shoulder forcing her to wake up and open her eyes to see who it was.

And to her surprise, it was Zoro.

He was standing over top of her with a worried look on his face.

”Hey kid you alright”, he started asking her in concern.

Vanellope started to lean up and rub her eyes”Yeah what happened”?, she asked curiously.

He took a couple steps forward before answering,”Well good news is we survived our little fun vacation trip”, he said reassuringly.

“That’s good, wait then what’s the bad news”, she asked as she brushed herself off.

“The bad news is that our destination isn't as colorful and pleasant”, he said as he stopped to look at the area.

Vanellope looked up in confusion as to what he was talking about.

But when she did she was filled to the brim with fear.

Because what she saw next was horrifying.

The area they were in was surrounded by giant cracks in the ground that were filled with fiery lava.

The trees that also surrounded them looked dried out and burnt to a crisp from the fires.

And worst of all the skies were filled with dark gray clouds that shot out purple lightning.

If this place wasn’t hell, then it was damn near it because it looked absolutely terrifying.

Vanellope looked on in shock as she started to step towards Zoro,”W-What is this place?”, She carefully asked him.

Zoro (who was still making short but efficient glances at their surroundings) turned to her with a serious look on his face,”Don’t know, this is the first thing I saw when we got shot out of that pipe”, he said as he pointed to the green pipe behind them.

It was covered with dark black vines that came from the tree above it.

“So that's what that guy used to bring us here huh”,she asked.

“Yeah, guess he didn’t care much for sanitary traveling, I mean I personally would’ve rather flown here”, he responded sarcastically.

She sighed before turning to face the distance,“Please tell me that this is a part of my imagination and that we didn’t die”, she asked in a worry.

Zoro shook his head,”Fraid not, all this is very real minus the dying part”, he said before grabbing a stick and throwing it in one of the magma pits,”And very hot too”.

After a few seconds of looking out into the distance, Vanellope began to notice something,”Hey wait Zoro where's the Sunny”.

They both turned around towards the pipe and saw that the ship wasn’t with them.

They too started to look around a little bit to see if it had just been shot out of the pipe faster and farther away than they were.

But after a couple of minutes of searching they found out that the ship wasn’t anywhere in sight.

Wherever it was it wasn’t with them.

It must not have gone through the pipe with them when they arrived.

Zoro Grunted,”AH GOD DAMN IT, It must've gone through another pipe before we got in here,”SHIT”!!!, he shouted in frustration.

Vanellope started to back away slowly in fear of what she saw.

They were not only lost in another world, but he didn't even have a ship to help get them out of this horrible situation.

She had never seen or been in anything like this before, especially not in person.

She has always hoped to go on an adventure with the Strawhat pirates, but never an adventure like this.

She was completely engulfed in fear and couldn’t help but panic a tiny bit.

While she was going through that, Zoro did his best to keep calm and started looking around a tiny bit trying to find out where they were.

But unfortunately for him, he was having a hard time getting that done especially in a place like this.

He’d been in plenty of situations where he was separated from the group sure but this one a tiny bit different.

He’d never been sent through a multi dimensional portal before much less with a little girl that he’d barely known a day.

Worse thing was that this time they knew there was someone out there strong enough to come after them.

Wait, that just reminded him of something…..

LUFFY

Zoro pulled out his transponder snail (which looked exactly like him but was a snail with green skin).

He brought it up to his face and began to speak into it,”Captan you there”.

There was no response, only the sound of static.

‘

He tried again,”Captan do you read”, still nothing but static.

He tried once more,”Captain we just got outta our pipe where are you”, nothing.

He grunted in frustration and threw the snail back into his pocket.

Vanellope (who had soon calmed down and got herself together) saw this and walked back over to him,”Please tell me that it’s not more bad news”.

Zoro slowly turned to her,”Sorry to disappoint, like I feared, my snail isn’t able to connect to Luffy’s or any other snail of the crew”.

Vanellope rows her shoulders in confusion,”So what does that mean”.

Zoro quickly turned to her,”Transponder snails are supposed to be able to telepathically connect and respond to each other no matter how far they are or where they are in our world”, he started to explain.

She responded to that by giving him a confused stare,”And so what is it broken”?, she asked as she stepped forward.

He slapped his hand on his head in frustration,”The fact that I can’t connect to the others doesn’t mean that they’re broken in fact it they’re perfectly fine”, he said before walking closer to her and looking out into the distance,”It means that were not in the our world anymore, hence why the snails aren’t connecting to each other and that Luffy isn’t here with us otherwise I’d be able to contact him”.

“Then if he isn't here with us, then where could he be?”she asked desperately.

Zoro shrugged his shoulders,”He must've also gone to a different world too”, He suggested.

Just then a loud thundering sound erupted in the distance causing both Zoro and Vanellope to jump.

This place wasn’t exactly giving off a homey feeling and the lava and lightning wasn’t helping.

Zoro turned to face the pipe that they just came out of.

If it was able to travel them from their world to this world, or maybe if they go back through the opposite will happen.

He wasn’t fully sure that this would work but honestly it was a lot better. Have a plan and just sit there and stay in a world that they knew wasn’t safe.

not to mention the fact that the guy who said he was trying to kidnap Luffy was probably from this world and was trying to bring him back here.

If anything, there were probably a lot more people like him in this world.

As much as Zoro would love to get into a new fight and push himself, he also had this little girl that was with him, and therefore under his protection.

If he wasn’t careful in that fight, he would risk getting her killed.

Hence why his original plan was to gather the rest of the crew, and hopefully five off this new enemy in a safer place.

But unfortunately, that plan fell through and now they were in this situation.

He turned to Vanellope and tapped her on her shoulder to get her attention.

She quickly turned to him wondering what he wanted.

“Alright kid I think we’ve spent more than enough time here, come on let’s see we can use this pipe to help us find Luffy and hopefully the ship”, he said.

Vanellope nodded and started to speed walk over to the pipe.

Zoro started to follow her.

As much as he didn’t really trust the pipes, he knew that it was at least a tiny bit safer than the world they were in.

Especially if there was a possibility that there were more people like the white suited man waiting for them in this world.

Their only option was to find Luffy and go back home where they could find the rest of the crew and think of a plan on how to handle this situation.

They were right in front of the pipe when Zoro suddenly had a strange feeling in his gut.

He started taking quick glances of his surroundings.

He couldn’t tell what it was, but he felt as if something was watching them.

No, not just watching…..

Following them….

Tracking them……

It was like all eyes were on the two of them as they made their way back to the pipe.

After a few more seconds of glancing around he was finally able to find where the feeling was coming from.

The pipe….

He quickly moved in front of Vanellope and used his left hand to block her from the pipe.

Vanellope looked up at him in confusion,” what’s wrong”, she asked worriedly.

Zoro made himself and her back up slowly,” We’re not alone”, before placing his hand on his sword handle.

He didn’t know who it was, if it was the guy in the whit suit or someone probably more dangerous.

Either way, he wasn’t about to take the chance nor get out of there without a fight.

They took a few more steps back before he yelled out,”YOU BETTER BRING YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW OR I'M GONNA COME OVER THERE AND CHOP YOU TO BITS”.

He then stopped after taking a few more steps, wanting to wait for the assailant to present themselves.

After a few moments of waiting, he finally spotted something coming from inside the pipe.

From the inside of the pipe, they both saw two bright yellow eyes appear out of the dark.

Seeing this made both of them tense up and on guard.

The brightness of the eyes slowly grew as the figure began to creep closer toward them, and out of the pipe.

they stood there, silently, as the figure began to reveal itself to them.

The figure suddenly hopped out of the pipe and landed right in front of them.

And what they saw next had them both shocked and confused.

It wasn’t a giant beast……

Or the guy in the white suit…

And it definitely wasn’t human…..

Instead it was something a lot smaller

And a lot greener.

What came out if the pipe was a fairly small creature with big pointy ears and had a frog-like body.

Both Zoro and Vanellope both looked at it with confused faces as it revealed itself.

They originally thought that this thing would’ve been like a dangerous monster or something.

But instead they encountered what this little guy was.

And it was exactly their size either.

Though it may have been a tiny bit bigger than Vanellope, she surprisingly wasn’t as scared of it as she thought she’d be.

Honestly fear wasn’t even the word to describe their current feelings they had with this situation.

If anything they felt more confusion about the creature than fear.

It came out crawling on all fours and slowly made its way towards them.

Zoro let go of his sword sheath and began walking up to the pointy eared critter,”Hey there little guy”, he said in a friendly tone,”You must be a resident of this lovely…..”, Takes a quick look at the terrifying world before looking back,”ish-ly ugly neighborhood”.

The little critter simply growled in response to Zoro’s claim.

Zoro nodded before continuing,”Cool, cause you see we aren’t really from here, we just got out of a quick little fight with a bad guy that resulted in him sending us here through that pipe which you so happen to be…. crawling in front of”, he said, pointing to the green pipe.

This made the critter turn to face it for a second or two before quickly turning back to face them with a snarl before slowly saying,”Waka Chaka”, in response.

Zoro tilted his head to the side in confusion.

What the hell did that thing just say?

And was it something good or bad?

He was used to seeing different creatures, but this was definitely different.

At least the other creatures were able to speak his language

“Waka Chaka”, the critter repeated, this time crawling a tiny bit closer to them.

It was trying to tell him something, he did know what it was but it was something.

“Waka Chaka”, it said once again.

Zoro turned to Vanellope to see what she thought about this.

But if anything she knew a lot less about this thing than he did so she responded but shrugging her shoulders.

This was definitely something that she had never seen or heard of before.

Whatever this thing was saying it definitely didn’t sound like anything he ever heard before

He then quickly reached back and grabbed Vanellope by the arm,”Ok so I’ll take that as an I understand, So if you don’t mind just get on out your hair and be on our way, if that’s alright with you”.

The two of them began to make their way towards us when the little green suddenly charged and lunged right at them, claws and teeth out screaming,”WAKA CHAKA”!!!!!

It was charging closer and closer to them.

Preparing to attack and tear them apart.

Vanellop suddenly gasps in shock causing her to stumble back as it was coming right for them and she didn’t have time to react.

Zoro thankfully didn’t have that same problem.

He saw the critter coming at them before he even started to charge at them.

As soon as the critter was close enough he grabbed his sword and quickly pushed Vanellope out of the way before slightly pulling it from its sheath.

He then charged at the critter as fast as he could (still holding his sword in his sheath) in the same direction the critter was coming towards him.

It wasn’t until he was a foot away from it when he finally drew his sword and used it to slice the critter in half from head to toe.

Zoro then stopped as his sword sliced through the critter in a strong stance before slowly slipping the sword back into its sheath.

Once he did that it took a second or two before its body split into two halves and fell lifelessly onto the ground.

Zoro turned to look down at its lifeless sliced up corpse.

Some of its limbs were still twitching as it laid there drenched in what looks like its own green gooey blood.

It was dead and gone just like that it was out of their hair.

Vanellope stood there with a shocked expression on her face as she looked down at the now dead critter.

Everything that just happened next looked as if it was in slow motion, or at least to Zoro it did.

To her it looked as if Zoro had used super speed to run right past the critter without even drawing his sword.

Yet somehow he was able to slice that thing clean in half with little to no effort.

She barely had time to process that through her head.

It was almost terrifying once you noticed just how strong the vice captain of the straw hat pirates really is.

If he could do something like that without using an ounce of his strength imagine what he would be capable of at full strength.

This was completely and utterly a shock to her, considering how much she knew about Zoro and his strength , but to see it in action was incredible

Zoro at the end clapped his hands,”Welp take notes kid cause now we know that “Waka Chaka” means war in their language”.

Vanellope looked up at him,”Well which one means we come in peace ,”Chaka Waka”?, she asked in a sarcastic tone before picking up a chard stick off the ground and poking its corps curiously,”What is this thing anyway”.

Zoro responded by shrugging his shoulders,”Don’t know and at this point I dont care to sit around this place and find out, lest move-“, he started before he had that feeling again.

The feeling of being watched….

He looked up and noticed something ominous inthe distance.

They almost looked like a bunch of lights that were growing bright by the minute.

He would’ve played them off as the flames from the lava but something was different about these lights.

He walked away from the corpse and used his observation to give him a closer look.

When he’d finally got a better look at what was out there in the distance.

And when he did he started to tense up.

Vanellope stopped poking the corpse and walked over to see what Zoro was looking at.

And that’s when she too saw it.

It was more green looking critters, a lot more.

They were all quickly crawling up to where the two were standing.

Looking just as mean and snarly as the last one they had just encountered.

It wasn’t until after a few moments of looking around that Zoro noticed that they weren’t just coming from that one direction.

They were coming from all different types of directions.

“Oh shit”, he said as they started to come into view.

The more they came to view the more visible the hordes around them were too.

This sight made Vanellope take a step back and get behind Zoro as they came closer to the two of them.

Zoro decided to start backing up towards the portal quickly as the green critters started to close in on them.

Once they were all gathered up to the two of them the critters stopped and started snarling right at them.

Almost looking as if they were about to make their move.

Zoro (while still keeping Vanellope behind him) started to take a small half-step forward,”Well look at this, and they say hospitality is only a human thing, we’ll look thanks again for the generous welcome, wish we coulda stayed longer but we have to go”, he said before making his what towards the pipe and ushering Vanellope to come along.

Just as they were a few feet away from the pipe, one of the green critters spotted they’re dead comrade (or at least one half) that Zoro had killed earlier. And ran over to him in a panic, another one did the same.

They ran over and started tapping him on his body, trying to wake him up.

But no matter how much they tapped, their fallen comrade showed no sign of movement.

And it was the same thing for the other critters as well.

They put the pieces together in their heads about what happened there before suddenly looking towards Zoro and Vanellope (who were quick pacing towards the green pipe while looking back at them) and snarls angrily at them before shouting,”WAKA CHAKA”!!!!!

And just like that, all of the critters start rushing towards them in anger and determination to kill them.

Zoro and Vanellope looked back to see all of the little creatures coming right for them.

“Ok time to go”, Zoro said quickly as he ushered her to the pipe.

They were just a few feet away from it when suddenly some of those critters started crawling over the green pipe and cutting them off.

Zoro and Vanellope watched in horror as their only way out was now blocked off to them.

Zoro then began to groan in frustration,”OH GOD DAMMIT”!!!!

This was bad…

They were now trapped and surrounded by an army of green critters.

And now the only way out is currently being guarded.

This was definitely a tough situation for the two of them alright.

Zoro could handle himself just fine in this situation but he couldn’t say the same for Vanellope.

Though she did have some experience with devil fruit powers, she was nowhere near as experienced in battle as he was if she stayed with him, she would only slow him down while he was trying to protect her.

Vanellope turned to him in a panic,”NOW WHAT DO WE DO”.

He didn’t respond…

He was too busy thinking of his own plan to get them out of this annoying situation.

He needed to find a place where she could highball he fended these things off but where.

Zoro looked around with quick glances, trying to find anything he could have her use as a hiding spot but nothing out there looked good or safe enough.

After a couple of moments of looking around, he finally spotted something out into the distance.

And thankfully for them, it was located right in between a massive gap in the critters defense, that if timed right you could get there.

And after using a bit more observation, he finally got a clear enough view on what it looked like.

It was a dark and almost ruined, looking castle, surrounded by a lake of lava.

It wasn’t too far away from them and if Zorro could just keep them distracted Vabellope could get over to the castle and wait there till he was finished with them.

That was the best choice of action for them to go with right now. He turned to her and whispered,”When I say so you're gonna run over to that castle, barricade it, and hide somewhere inside until I’m finished with all these guys, ok”.

Vanellope looked over to the castle for a second before looking back at Zoro with worry,”But what about you, you're not gonna be able to take em all down yourself, and plus I can help you-“, Zoro put his hand up, interrupting her.

“Out of the question, we promised Curly we keep you outta trouble”, Zoro said with a serious look on his face.

Vanellope responded by pointing at the literal army of green creatures surrounded with a blank look on her face,”Little late for that don’t you think, plus with my glitch I can help you out-“.

“NO, kid look as useful as you powers are, they also have limitations, and going up against an army like this, small or big, is gonna wear you out eventually especially if you haven’t gone on as many adventures as me, sorry kid but you know this is the best course of action, alright”, he said in a stern tone.

She bowed her head down in disappointment but nodded her head reluctantly.

She wanted the chance to prove how much pirate potential she had, even if she was still a kid.

But she also didn’t want to slow Zoro down in any way.

So she would have to try and prove herself later when they were in another less dangerous situation.

She got herself into a running position, ready to run off when the time was right.

Zoro placed both of his hands onto two of his swords and he readied himself into a fighting position,”Ready”,he said slowly.

The critters were coming in close as Zoro continued,” And”.

The critters were just a few feet away from them.

Vanellope prepared herself for what was about to happen next.

“GO”!!!he shouted to Vanellope as he jumped up into the air and used his sword swinging motion to once again create air blades through the slashes of his swords that went in every direction.

The slashes began to attack the critters that were coming right for them.

The attack killed them or cut them up on impact.

By doing this, it gave Vanellope time to glitch herself in the direction of the ruined castle as fast as she could.

Some of the critters that weren’t hit by the air slashes saw this and almost immediately ran after her.

Zoro spotted them following her and made his way back to the ground.

Once he was back on the ground he spun himself around in a circle, starting his famous DRAGON TWISTER, a twister that trapped a lot of the critters inside and cut through their bodies as they spun around like a tornado.

This attack caught some of the critters and swooped them up away from Vanellope.

This gave her more time to make it to the castle.

So saw that she was out of the way and grinned widely before turning to the other critters that were coming towards him and charged back into battle.

He had full intent on buying her time to get her out of harm's way.

and he wouldn’t have much difficulty doing that, considering the weak opponents that were in front of him.

He just needs to slice up a good amount of them in order to scare them off.

He’d be done in no time and would be able to regroup with her and find Luffy.

While that fight was going on, Vanellope was making her way to the castle.

She was able to see it even through all of the charred trees that surrounded them.

She was running through the dark forest as fast as possible while trying her best not to trip on anything that would slow her down.

She was still making her way through the forest when all of a sudden she saw something she was coming up to and a hand reached out from the ground and tried to grab her leg.

She glitched over it and stopped a few feet away before turning to look at the hand to see who it was.

It was one of the green critter’s from an earlier hand that was coming out of the ground.

A second or two passed before it lunged up from underneath the ground and ran right for her.

She instantly glitched herself to a tree to get farther away from it.

But once she was up onto the tree she spotted some of them climbing and jumped off the burnt tree branches to get to her.

She sighed in frustration and glitched herself further towards the castle until she was right in front of the castle.

This time she sighed in relief as all of the running from the bad guys would finally be over.

But there was just one problem……

Between her and the castle was a boiling lake of lace that surrounded the entire castle.

This was definitely a no for her and she was sure if she could even glitch herself that far yet.

Especially if she was starting to get tired from all of the running and glitching.

She might as well take her chances with those critters than to cross that lava.

She turned around to run in another direction, but was shocked with the surprise that there were a lot more of them than she originally expected, like dozens more.

And they were all coming in a bunch of directions towards the castle.

Zoro must not have been able to catch all of them in time to stop them.

Vanellope quickly looked between the lava and the critters to see which option would be better.

When she took a closer look and saw that there were more critters coming from other directions, her mind was pretty much made up.

She turned to the love of trying to figure out a way over there that didn’t involve her using up all her glitching energy.

When she spotted giant rocks that were floating amongst the lava, she came up with an idea.

She didn’t have to glitch all the way over to the other side.

She could just glitch onto the rocks just to keep her from using up too much energy or pushing her to her limit.

She took a deep breath, stepped back and ran over to the edge and glitched herself onto the first rock.

She had almost fallen over when she landed due to its wobbly nature, but she managed to keep her balance.

She turned back to see that some of the critters were about to start jumping over the edge to try and reach her.

She then quickly glitched herself over to the next piece of rubble to try and get ahead of them.

They all started jumping in after her, somewhere, lucky enough to land on the first piece of rubble, she landed on, others weren’t as they went, tumbling into the lava instantly being engulfed in flames, and sinking slowly.

She was trying her best to glitch as fast as she could across the broken bridge over to the castle.

The critters were right on her tail, still leaping over from one rubble piece to another.

One had even managed to catch up to her and land on the same piece.

she instantly kicked him off and into the lava lake, burning him to death.

After one last glitched leap over to the end, she finally made it to the castle.

She turned around to see that some of the little critters that were still alive weren’t too far behind her, and they were many more behind them as well.

So she ran towards the castle doors and pushed as hard as she could to force them open.

Because it was a bit massive, it was harder for her to open the door.

But thanks to her small size, she only needed to open it small enough to get herself inside.

The critters had finally made it onto the same platform as her and ran over to attack her.

She saw that they were coming closer and pushed harder on the door, trying to get it open.

After a couple more pushes, she was finally able to get it open enough for her to slide through.

Once she was on the other side of the door she quickly started trying to push the door close so that the green critters wouldn’t get inside.

The door was a lot easier to close than it was to open because she was having a better time pushing it closed.

And just when it was about to shut, some of the little critters started shoving their hands past the door’s open trying to grab a hold of her.

She pushed on the door harder trying to keep them from getting in but it was harder to do so with them pushing on the door.

She needed to find a way to get this door shut and quickly before they got in.

She quickly glanced around until she found some small rocks by her feet.

This suddenly gave her an idea.

She grabbed one of the rocks and started slamming it against the critters hands, causing them great pain and making them pull their hands back and away from the door.

She hit one of them (who had managed to get the head through) in the eye with the rock.

After a couple more whacks she gave them with the rock, they finally stopped putting through the door.

This helped her finally be able to close the door and lock it from the inside, shutting them all out.

They started banging on the door hard trying to get in.

But it was no use, the door’s lock was too strong for them to barge through.

She sighed in relief, she was finally safe and able to hide herself.

Or at least she thought….

She turned around and she saw to her whore that there were already at least a dozen little critters that were inside the castle.

They were everywhere on the walls on the staircase, and even right in front of her.

She was pretty much surrounded and with no way of escape.

She had glitched herself too many times to be able to conjure up another one for at least a little bit.

And to make things worse the door behind her was locked and even if it was open, it wouldn’t help since the rest of the critters were still outside trying to get in.

She was trapped on all sides, and I have nowhere to go.

And Zorro was still out there, fighting the rest of them, and there was no way that he would be able to hear her through all his fighting.

She backed up slowly until her back was against the door.

The critters crawled up to her, slowly, as if trying to talk to pray

Fear filled her stomach as she soon realized that this could be the end for her.

She didn’t get to say goodbye to Curly, her new mother, figure, or any of her family from Foosha village.

She would possibly die without anyone seeing what she was truly capable of.

And the worst part was that she didn’t even get the chance to become a pirate or show the Strawhat pirates how good she could’ve been at it too.

She closed her eyes and prepared for what happen next.

The critter lunged at her with his teeth, paired out, preparing to attack her when all of a sudden an arrow shot down landed right in between his eyes, killing him instantly.

Vanellope waited for the attack, but it never came. Once she opened her eyes. She saw what happened to the critter.

She tilted her head into Tesia and looked around and saw that none of the other critters have any weapons, so she wondered how that could’ve happened.

The critters did the same thing as they started, looking around to see who had done that to the brethren.

Then all of a sudden another arrow shot out of nowhere and hit another critter on the side of its head.

Vanellopr and the other critters look on Insha as I saw would’ve just happened to another one of them.

She took another step back towards the door out of fear.

How was this happening?

Who is doing this?

She sat there with the questions in her head as she stood there, frozen in fear.

Then, all of a sudden,”GET OUT OF THE WAY KID”, a voice shouted from somewhere in the castle.

Vanellope started looking around to see who had said before she stopped and realized that this voice meant her no harm.

In fact it was trying to help her get out of the way.

So she quickly started looking around to see if there was any place she could hide.

After a few seconds of looking she found a small spot under the staircase and ran over to it and hid under it.

Even though she was hidden, she was still able to see what was going on in front of her.

And what she saw next was crazy.

All of a sudden, dozens upon dozens of arrows came crashing to the ground killing some of the critters that didn’t see it coming.

Then while the critters that were left who weren’t hit by the arrows were left looking around in a panic trying to find who was killing them when suddenly a hooded figure dropped down to the middle of the floor and used their bow to shoot another critter right into its chest.

One of the other ones that saw this happen started charging at the figure with its sharp claws and teeth out.

The figure responded by side, kicking it down to the ground, pulling out an arrow and stabbing it right in the eye a few times.

The figure then ran over to two of the critters and pulled out a small blade before jamming it right into its neck.

The other critter didn’t have much time to react before the figure used their other hand to stab it in the ears so deep that it went out of the other ear hole.

A few moments passed of them pitifully struggling until both their bodies slowly fell limp and started twitching a bit.

The figure removed both the blade and arrow from the critters and stood up straight.

The last one of the critters that was inside the house, stood across the room from the figure, shaking and shivering in fear

The figure turned their head over to face it,”Your move”, they said menacingly.

The critter filled with anger as it began to charge at the figure in a fit of rage.

Biggest mistake of its life……

The figure kicked it down to the ground and began to curbstomp its head.

Every stomp started to cave in on its head exposing pieces of brain matter, broken skull, teeth, whatever was easy to break.

They did this to the point where there was nothing left of the critters head, but a bunch of green meaty mass with bits of bone chips.

The critters' lifeless body stood laying there, twitching slowly.

Vanellope just sat there, completely shocked at what she had witnessed.

This figure single-handedly took out a bunch of little critters that have been causing her and Zoro so much problems.

Not to mention how skilled they were with a Bowl and their fighting styles were incredible.

She only thought that the Strawhat pirates were good fighters never really anyone else, especially from another world.

The figure removed their foot from what was left of the meaty mass and stepped away from the scene right before they turned to face the hiding spot that Vanellope was hiding in.

The figure began to walk toward at a normal pace, causing her to begin to back up.

The figure put their hands up,” hold on wait I come in peace”, the figure said, in a more calm tone, then earlier.

Vanellope stopped backing up,”W-who are you”,she asked curiously.

The figure stopped walking and stood up straight, “Oh sorry hang on”, they said before taking off their hood to reveal themselves.

And to Vanellope’s surprise it was a girl.

She was a slender and tall woman with green hair that was long in the back and short in front, with two braids at the side. She wore a green sleeveless archer corset, shorts, a pair of uneven black gloves, knee high boots, and a hood. And she wore a black sleeve over her left arm, which looked as if it served as the arm guard for her bow arm.

But that wasn’t the part that surprised her.

Even though she looked like a regular human female, there was one distinct difference that would've made her stand out from them.

It was the fact that she had long pointy ears on both sides of her head.

She started making her way over to Vanellope and holding a hand out to help her up,” Here let me give you a hand”.

Vanellope paused for a second before reluctantly, reaching out and grabbing her hand.

The girl pulled her up off the ground and dusted the little girl off,”There that should be better”, she said before taking a step back to get a better look at the Vanellope,” Are you hurt anywhere I need to worry about”, she asked him concern.

Vanellope shook her head in response,” no, I’m fine”, she said, before taking a look at the girl’s ears.

Vanellope tilted her head to the side in confusion and in curiosity,”What are you”

The mysterious girl bowed her head in an introductory kind of way before placing a hand on her chest,” I’m an elf warrior, well an archer technically but I can fight pretty well too”.

Vanellope looked shocked,” wait so you’re like a soldier”, she asked.

The elf archer shrugged her shoulders,”Yeah you could say something like that”, down to the little girl's eye level in curiosity,” so how did you get your kid and are you alone”.

Vanellope quickly shook her head,” no no my friend was sent here, but we were attacked by those green things, and he stayed behind to fight them”.

The elf responded by name down and placing her hands upon the little girls,” OK do you know where your friend is? Maybe we can help him”.

Vanellope was about to answer when they suddenly heard a loud noise coming from behind the front door entrance.

The noise caught both of their attention as it sounded like a loud banging coming from behind it.

The elf turned to the little girl and grabbed her arm quickly,” OK get behind me I’ll handle it”, she said before she reached behind herself, grabbed her bow and arrow, and got into a shooting position.

The banging on the door grew louder by every moment that passed by.

Vanellope stood behind the elf, nervously shaking because she didn’t know what was behind that door.

To make things worse Zoro still isn't back yet as far as she knew, so she was basically by herself with an archer that she had never met before.

And whatever was behind that door definitely sounded like it was big, like really big.

Penelope still was a little bit too tired to glitch them somewhere else unfortunately.

So they were basically stuck in this building with whatever was out there trying to get them.

After a couple moments of more bang, the elf was about to shoot at the door, when suddenly the banging stopped.

Just like that it was over as if it was a temporary prank or something.

After a couple moments of waiting, they figured that whatever was out there had walked away and found something else. Interesting.

Just when they were about to take a deep breath, the door suddenly collapsed into pieces.

The two of them covered their eyes as a wave of dust flew past them and filled the air.

After a few moments of coughing up and waving away the dust, the two of them begin to see a figure appear out of the entrance of the doorway.

They had then gotten into another stance like before prepared for whoever it was to come and attack them.

But then, once the smoke began to clear, Vanellope had gotten a clear review on Julia sealant was, and you wouldn’t believe how happy she was just to see him.

It was Zoro!

He was standing in the doorway, holding one of his swords in his hand, as he had just used his sword techniques to cut down the door.

Vanellope got from behind the elf archer and ran up to him,”Zoro you’re OK and you made it here in one piece”.

He stepped forward as he began to place the sword back into its sheath,” Oh good, you are all right”, he said, before Dustin himself off and putting her on that,” sorry for the wait kid, there was a lot more of them than I thought and some outside too, so I went ahead and took care of all that”.

The elf girl put her bow and arrow away and folded her arms,” so I took it this was afraid you were talking about a kid”.

He looked up to see the elf standing across from them and so he pointed at her curiously,” who the hell is this chick”, spots her ears,” and what the hell’s with the ears”?

The elf decided to ignore that last question and instead answer the first one,“Alicia Elvenhign: High Elf Archer”, i’m an elf from the elf kingdom”, steps, closer to them and extends a hand,” and judging by the look of you to, and your attitude, I have more than enough of a feeling that tells me you aren’t really from this place scratch that this world are you”?

Zoro definitely was taken aback by her telling him she was an elf, but since he had met other creatures before, it wasn’t really that much of a surprise to him so he decided to shake off the weirdness, and take the friendly gesture and shake her hand,”Roronoa Zoro, and no, you could say we were kind of given a free ticket here by a guy in a white suit”.

Vanellope stepped forward to introduce herself,” and I’m Vanellope von Schweetz, a hopefully future pirate in the making” she said cheerfully.

Alicia tilted her head in confusion,” pirate”?She asked curiously, not knowing what that was.

Zoro was about to explain it to her when he realized that the danger wasn’t over. They really needed to go and find Luffy before that guy in the white suit did and so they really didn’t have much time for small talk, much less from a stranger.

So he did the best thing he knew how to do in that situation completely avoid the question and get a move on,“ Look I’d love to explain that to you hopefully in another lifetime, but right now, me and this kid need to go back where we came from to figure out our current situation, but anyway, thanks for keeping the kid safe, great to meet you, all that, hope you have a nice life and bye”, he said, as quickly as possible before turning to Vanellope and then towards the door,” come on kids let’s go”.

Vanellope nodded her head and quickly turned to Alicia and waved goodbye as she ran over to where Zoro was walking towards.

Alicia just stood there days that she had just engaged herself into.

The two of them had moved so fast that they didn’t even give the elf a chance to say anything which was somewhat rude.

And to be honest, she would’ve let them be but part of her gut was worried because since they want from this world like they said they want, there’s no way she can guarantee that they could find a way around this forest on their own.

Not to mention the fact that there were still other dangers that were still out there that they probably didn’t know about.

She would’ve let them be, but she knew she would’ve felt guilty of something that happened under her watch.

So she decided to run after them to see if she could at least help them find their way home.

Once they had walked outside and made it over, past the rubble bridge of lava they were met face-to-face with the dark forest that just came out of.

And that’s when a curious question popped up in Vanellope's head,”Hey Zoro, you do remember where that green pipe is right, I kinda sort of forgot do to all the running away”, she asked curiously

Zoro looked at her confidently before, turning and pointing to the distance,” of course I do it’s…..uh”, he started confusingly, waving his finger in a different direction, trying to pinpoint where he last left the pipe.

Vanellope looked at him and confused,”Uh Zoro you do remember where the pipe is right”, she asked in concern.

The last thing they needed was to be trapped here, especially with this whole situation going on.

“Uh yeah sure uh……”, he said, despite just now realizing that he had completely forgotten where the pipe was.

He had been so caught up in the bell he forgot to remember where the pipe was.

“Uh come uh aw DAMMIT”, he shouted in frustration as he wasn’t able to figure out which way to go.

Vanellope soon realized that after Zoro’s long responses to her question painted a lear enough picture for her,”No no no no no no no no no you didn’t”, he did respond,”No come on Zoro don’t tell me you forgot where it was”.

He definitely forgot where the pipe was.

And now they were officially trapped and stranded in an unknown world.

Zoro shook his head and stepped forward,” OK look, I may have forgotten where the pipe is but that’s why we have nature’s greatest survival tactic looking around we’ll just do that until we find it”.

“what how we’re gonna do that with your sense of direction, wound up walking around in circles in the wrong direction for days if we do that”, she said angrily to him.

Zoro turned and walked toward her with his hands on his hips,” well kid. If you have a better idea on how to find it, then by all means lead the way, do you know if anything why don’t you just glitch around the fourth so you find it”.

She responded by looking down at the ground on her head,” I would, but I’m really tired from using it so much when I was escaping from those little guys, so I might not have enough strength to do that”, she said sadly.

Zory placed his hand on his face and tiny bit of frustration seeing as though they were now lost.

Suddenly they heard a voice call from behind them,”Hey are you guys alright”.

They both turn to see that it was Alicia, the elf, who is standing right behind them curiously.

A thought suddenly popped into Zoro’s head and he turned to her curiously,”Depends, you wouldn’t happen to know the way to a certain green pipe here would you”, he asked, almost in a sarcastic tone.

Vanellope turned to the elf as well,” We forgot our way back to the green pipe we came out of and that’s our only way home without it. We're stuck here, we could really use some directions”.

Alicia placed a hand on the back of her head,” sorry you guys I can’t really help you with that. I’m not really from here myself, I am mostly just passing by on orders from a rebellion I’m a part of”.

Zero turned to be in curiosity,”A rebellion, against what”?

The elf princess turned and pointed to a certain statue that stood out in front of the castle.

It was a beast like monster standing in an almost conquering pose, as if he were a leader of some.

”Against him”, she answered ominously before turning back to the two of them.

Both Zoro and Vanellope looked at the statue then Alicia, confused”Who’s that”, they both asked curiously.

That last question completely shocked Alicia.

Maybe they didn’t know what he looked like.

She tried again,”Bular”, she said.

Their expressions didn’t change.

She tried once again,”Bular The Butcher”.

Still nothing from them.

“The God of war, The king of the trolls, The crusher of skulls”,she tried her best to hug something up inside their head.

But they simply stood here with blank expressions on their faces.

Vanellope slowly shook her in response to the questions.

“We obviously don’t know who you're talking about so maybe if you elaborate maybe we might know who you're talking about, specifically who are you? What is this place and what does that statue have to do with all this”.Zoro suggested

Alicia signed, and turned to face the statue as she began to explain the situation.

“I’m part of a rebellion built as a first line of defense against the troll empire, some mainly bular the butcher whose statue you see before you, who is the leader of this empire, he’s known for conquering kingdom, who worlds, countless armies, enslaving innocent people, and mercilessly, killing anyone who stands on his way or who might pause the threat to him,”, she turns to them with a serious look on her face,” he is one of the most powerful being in this world, and has one of the largest armies and kingdoms and some of the most powerful warriors aiding him”.

Zoro raises a brow in curiosity,” well if that’s the case, this guy must be pretty powerful”.

Alicia nodded her head,” yes, one of the most powerful beings in this realm, no one in history has ever been able to defeat him”.

Something about what she just said sparked a lightbulb in Vanellope’s head,”wait did you just say troll”, she asked in a concerned tone.

“Yes and this is one of his many realms,THE DARK LANDS, were everything here remains eternally night and those little creatures we were just fighting are called Goblins and they serve as some of his foot soldiers who watch over this land in case of intruders like ourselves”,she explained,”I'm only here because I was scouting the area for any threats which lucky for us we might’ve taken care of some of them”.

Zoro turned to her in confusion,” wait some you mean there’s more than just these guys”.

She nodded her head once again,”Yes a lot more, hundreds, thousands, who knows”, she said before stepping closer,” but what I do know is that it’s a bad idea to go wandering around these parts, especially with the dangers out there”.

That last warning left Vanellope a little on edge especially after just dealing with all those goblin things, she wasn’t really ready to keep encountering all these other creatures.

She can only glitch herself so many times before she begins to slow Zoro down too much.

So she was up for any good idea that didn’t involve them putting themselves in a lot of danger.

Especially if the danger involved them wandering aimlessly through the dark woods to look for a green pipe, that might not even work at this point or leave them to anywhere else good.

“So basically, we’re stuck here until we can find someone who can lead us to the pipe”, Zoro asked.

Alicia was about to say something when a thought suddenly popped up in her head.

Judging by the way, the sky looked, with the three swords, and all he obviously was a strong fighter, especially if he was able to handle a hold of goblins.

Getting there wouldn’t be such a bad idea now that she thought about it.

And it wouldn’t hurt to have some extra man power even if this guy could possibly end up as canon fodder.

She bore a sly grin before speaking,” well, I can’t really lead you to a pipe but maybe someone back at my camp can if you guys come with me I can show you”, she suggested before pointing in a direction.

Zoro was about to refuse when he suddenly remembered that he was lost in another world that wasn’t his own, with no way of contacting his friends.

He then suddenly turned to look towards Vanellope (who looked as if she was about to pass out from exhaustion).

It wouldn’t be so bad if it was just him by himself, but this time he had a kid with him who wasn’t as experienced or used to being on an adventure, especially one that is unusual, is this.

And with her limitation, she could get killed rather easily, if she gets too tired, or too worn out from the adventure.

At this point, accepting help, at least for the little girl, would probably be the best decision.

He responded by shrugging his shoulders and turned to Alicia,” you know what screw it, we’re not gonna go anywhere out here other than Lost, and a little bit of rest for the kids will probably be the best choice of action”, he said.

He then turned to Vanellope and pointed to her,”but we’re only gonna stay for a few hours. Then we’re looking for the person who can lead us to the pipe and go home”.

He turned to Vanellope,”That sounds like a plan”?

She responded by nodding her head

“Alright right let’s go”, he said, before walking in the opposite direction from where Alicia pointed.

The two of them caught this and Alicia called out to him,” Uh Roronoa, camp this way, " she said, pointing in the right direction.

Zoro instantly turned red and grown before speed walking past them in the right direction.

The two girls began to giggle before walking after him to the camps direction.

Their adventure had officially begun, and who knows what was waiting for them, in this new world.

(End of Chapter)

Hey everyone, sorry for the wait. Hope you like this chapter and the introduction to a new reviews character so now both link characters are officially out of the one piece world and into this new Nintendo world with all types of new creatures and characters waiting for them on this crazy adventure, more chapters are coming soon.

[silversatoru]

i made this instead of doing my stacks of homework ^

step bro!itadori yuuji x f!reader

synopsis: i don’t think i even have to say this but you get stuck in a dryer and your step-brother yuuji fucks the shit out of you

t/w: 18+!!!, aged-up yuuji, stepcest, noncon/dubcon, manipulation, filming without consent, mild impact play, creampie, mild overstimulation, mild dumbification (but also reader is just dumb), mention of masturbation

w/c: 2.3k

a/n: hey!!! i joined this super fun collab hosted by my new gf @suna-reversed​ (thank u for letting me be a part of it!!) so if you enjoy this i highly recommend checking out the rest of the talented writers in this collab :) the jujutsuhub masterlist is here !! also,, biggest thank u my lovely friend @brandmeyelena for helping me to plan and perfect this fic throughout the entire process <333

you were a good daughter, certainty not the sharpest or the most intelligent, but you were helpful and compliant and you always did your chores. and you truly didn’t mind helping out around the house either; sweeping the floors and doing the dishes was easy enough, but there was one task that plagued you a bit more than the rest — doing the laundry. the buttons were just so confusing, and there were so many of them! and on top of that, your short stature made it nearly impossible to empty the fresh clothing out of your top-loaded dryer. 

you were struggling with that exact issue right now, pushing onto your tip-toes as you tried to reach that last pesky sock stuck at the bottom of the dryer. your finger tips brushed over the warm fabric, just an inch short of being able to snatch it into your hand.

you wiggled your hips a little further, your feet lifting off the floor and your weight shifting so you fell deeper into the dryer. you were finally able to grasp the sock, but you were unable to push yourself back out, feet swinging wildly as you tried to squirm your way out of the machine.

“hey, what are you doing?”

your face flushed at the sound of your step-brother’s voice coming from behind you, your senses becoming suddenly aware of how far your dress was riding up your thighs. a pitiful whimper of embarrassment slid past your lips as you realized you couldn’t even pull your dress down — you needed both hands to hold you up and prevent you from falling into the dryer. 

“ah! yuuji! ...i got stuck,” you pouted shamefully, thankful that you couldn’t see his face right now.

“again? isn’t this like... the third time?” he asked it like a genuine question, but you still felt stupid for getting stuck in the same predicament multiple times.

“mhm, can you help? please?” you whined at him, still wiggling your hips in a poor attempt to free yourself.

this only made your dress slide higher, the underside of your ass cheeks becoming prominently visible against the edge of the fabric. yuuji couldn’t help himself, gabbing his phone and snapping a few secret pictures of your exposed back-side. he planned to save those for later, maybe jack off to them if he was bored, but then a different idea flooded his head — you were no position to stop him from doing whatever he wanted right now.

he propped his phone up on top of one of the various laundry baskets, starting a video recording without your knowledge. then he waltzed back over, sliding a single finger under the fabric of your dress and tracing his finger around your round ass cheek. the sensation of touch made you flinch, your mouth gaping open as you fumbled over your next word.

“y-yuuji?” you stammered, trying to move away which only caused your ass to jiggle and shake more than it already was.

“shh, i’m helping,” he murmured, stroking his finger all the way down to your thigh.

he moved his other hand over your pretty cunt, the fabric of your panties hugging perfectly against your folds. he brushed two of his fingers up your clothed slit, causing you to yelp and continue to wriggle around.

“step-brother? what are you doing?” you continued to question him, your voice light and laced with confusion.

“i’ll help you get unstuck, but you have to repay me somehow, little sister,” he clicked his tongue at you, an evil grin that you couldn’t see stretching his lips.

he continued to poke and prod at your soft, clothed pussy, his mouth salivating as he imagined the things he could do to you in this position. every brush of his fingers coaxed gasps and whimpers from your lips, your worries and protests falling on deaf ears.

“y-you’re my brother, yuuji! w-we can’t do this!” you continued to argue, but his gentle fingers were starting to feel really good — small streams of fluid flowing out of your cunt and seeping into your panties.

“it seems like you want me to,” he observed, poking his finger at the small wet spot that was forming now, “and mom and dad won’t be home until later. no one will find out”.

you felt his strong hands weave their way underneath the straps of your undergarments, swiftly pulling them down your thighs and letting them dangle from your ankles. you sucked in a sharp breath at the feeling of your wet cunt being exposed to the cool air, shifting your hips and filling yuuji’s head with more sinful ideas.

you couldn’t see anything (with your head still being stuck in the dryer) but you heard your brother’s own pants fall to the floor, a loud clank of his belt buckle against the tiles confirming your suspicions. everything about this felt so wrong, but at the same time, you’d always been shamefully attracted to yuuji — eyes lingering on his chiseled chest for a little too long when he walked around the house shirtless.

your head was swirling with thoughts like: would it really be that wrong if the two of you indulged in each other while no one was around? it’s not like you were actually blood related or anything.

on the other hand, yuuji had a one-track mind, and he wasn’t having any of the doubts that you were — he had a tendency to listen to his dick instead of his brain. and right now your round, plump ass was staring him in the face and begging to get fucked. how could he not take advantage of this opportunity?

he lifted his hand and gave a firm slap to your right ass check, earning a gasped yelp from you which made his dick twitch and strain. he mumbled under his breath, something along the lines of ‘i’ve always wanted to do that’ but it was kind of hard to hear from the depths of the dryer.

he’d used a reasonable amount of force, a puffy handprint forming on the surface on your skin. he decided that the other cheek should match, delivering another firm strike to the other side and watching you squirm and whimper at the impact.

he grabbed his phone and pulled it over for a few close ups, showing off the swollen skin to the camera. he then placed a finger at the front of your entrance, the puffy, slick walls sucking it in as he delivered a few warm-up strokes with his hand. the camera picked up on all the grotesque squelching noises made by his finger in your cunt, as well as the embarrassed yelps and moans leaving your lips.

now that you had two matching, swollen hand prints, and your pussy had been properly prepped, he decided he was ready for the main course. yuuji returned his phone to its spot on the laundry basket before grabbing a low stool from the corner of the room and setting it in front of the dryer so he could stand on it for easier access. his cock was red and veiny, begging for entrance into your tight cunt as he wrapped one hand around it to position himself.

you’d always imagined your step-brother’s dick to be lengthy, and your assumptions were proven correct when your felt a tight pressure in your core. his girthy size pushed and stretched at your walls, pained mewls leaking from between your teeth as you clawed at the bottom of the dryer.

yuuji let out a groan that was almost animalistic, throwing his head back and placing a firm grip on either side of your hips. the way your pitiful form was positioned on the dryer gave him excellent access, the curve of his dick allowing him to stretch you deep, reaching all the way to the spongy patch of tissue that made you feel so good.

a jumble of grotesque noises filled the room, a chorus your sloppy moans, yuuji’s pleasured grunts, and the steady slap of his hips on your ass. he’d imagined what this would be like more times than he could count — fucking himself into his fleshlight and mumbling your name while he did so. but no matter how many times he’d dreamed of this moment, he never expected your walls to be so tight — so perfectly snug around his cock.

“yuuji!” you repeated his name a few times, head so dazed from the overwhelming bliss that you’d forgotten all about the initial guilt you’d felt.

“see, i knew you’d like this, little sister. your big brother would never steer you wrong, would he?” he knew his words were manipulative, but god, you were much too dumb to understand or grasp the concept of manipulation — you’d just agree with him like you always do.

“no! he would never!” you whined, letting your head dip lower into the dryer so he could fuck you at an even better angle.

your messy cunt squelched and squeezed a small stream of juices down your thigh as he picked up a deeper, faster pace, your moans becoming higher and more unsteady in response. he could feel your sloppy walls fluttering and constricting against him, his fingertips digging deeper into your hips as he let out a few breathy moans.

the tip of his cock slammed into your pleasure spot with every stroke, voiding your brain of any cohesive thoughts you might have had hiding in there. you moaned and whimpered over and over, whining yuuji’s name like a mantra as drool spilled from your lips.

yuuji could almost imagine your perfectly fucked-out face — your eyes rolling into your head and your mouth hanging open lazily. he grunted at the thought, deciding that the next time he fucked you it was gonna be somewhere that he could watch your face and really enjoy the show — because there was definitely going to be a next time.

there was a tight coil forming in your stomach, building up more and more the longer that your step-brother railed himself into you from behind. you hardly even noticed how sore your hips were getting or how numb and tingly your legs were from being bent over the dryer, yuuji’s dick filling you up so well that those things became an afterthought.

after a few more pounds to your oozing cunt that hit deep enough to graze your cervix, you felt a heightened wave of pleasure begin to crash over your body. surges of the most blissful sensation you’d ever felt racked through your systems, your whines becoming borderline screams as yuuji fucked you through your orgasm.

the way your warm, messy walls fluctuated and gripped around his cock pushed him close to his own climax, but he wasn’t quite ready to be done with you yet. he continued to provide heavy, forceful thrusts, abusing your now sensitive cunt and moaning loudly as your juices squelched out around the edges of your entrance. the disgusting sounds of your fluids squeezing out around his cock nearly sent him over the edge again, but he was determined to ride this out for as long as he could.

“it’s too much!” you wailed between heavy breaths, every stroke sending jolts of overstimulation through your clit.

you wiggled and whined, legs clenching together in defense and causing your pussy to wrap even tighter around yuuji’s dick. the added pressure and increased pleasure was something he could no longer surpass, succumbing to his own orgasm just moments later.

“fuck, feels- too- fucking- good- shit,” he grunted a long string of mostly profanity, emptying his hot release into your caverns as you continued to cry out and whimper underneath him.

yuuji had fucked you even stupider than you already were, your head way too dazed for you to even realize he was filling your insides with warm, sticky semen. he milked his orgasm all the way through and then some, his cock aching and twitching by the time he finally pulled it out of your white-stuffed cunt.

he wrapped his toned arms around your waist, finally pulling you out of the dryer and attempting to stand you up. but between the lack of blood flow to your legs from being stuck, and the good fuck yuuji had just given you, your lower extremities were in no shape to hold you up. you sunk right to the floor, your messy pussy spilling everywhere and leaving puddles of fluid and semen.

“thanks for helping me get un-stuck, big brother,” you looked up at him with admiration, blissfully unaware of how he was using your utter stupidity to his advantage.

“of course, you want me to carry you to bed?” he gave you a sympathetic look, squatting down with his back to you.

you hummed happily, wrapping your arms around his neck and climbing onto his muscular back. he carried you down the hall and into your room, laying you down and handing you an old towel for you to clean yourself up with. you were a pitiful site, hazy eyes and an ignorant smile resting on your face as yuuji admired your damaged little cunt for a few more moments before returning to the laundry room.

he grabbed his phone and ended the video, thankful that you were much to oblivious to notice that it was recording the entire time. he was definitely going to hold onto the recording for safe keeping and later use — and shit, maybe he’d even upload it to pornhub and make a quick buck too.

[kiss-inthekitchen]

all that you ask of me | loki laufeyson

summary: you and Loki have a discussion about your kinks, and you learn something about him that you weren’t expecting

wc: 1.5k

warnings: smutty themes!! talk of bdsm, both reader and loki are switches and they aren't chill about it, teasing, light degradation but in a cute way, sub!loki, dom!loki, f!reader. loki has huge bisexual switch energy and i had to put it in a fic

a/n: title is kind of unrelated lol it makes more sense in the next chapter. pls let me know if you like it, i love when u guys leave comments or tags !

It’s been a few weeks since you and Loki had started dating and your sexual chemistry has been insane, which was a surprise to neither of you. You’d started out as friends, and even then, any time Loki had so much as brushed his fingers along your skin you felt something akin to electricity spike through your body. And though he was loath to admit it at first, Loki felt the same. So, once you finally gave in to your mutual feelings for each other, things only got more exciting.

Though the two of you had been having sex for weeks, you hadn’t really done anything too spicy yet, still getting used to this new aspect of your relationship. Now, though, you’d decided it would be a good idea to get it all out there, rather than try to figure it out as you went along. Besides, something about the idea of talking things out with Loki like it was nothing more than a casual conversation was thrilling to you.

You and Loki were sitting on the couch, your legs resting in his lap as he absentmindedly soothed circles into one of your calves. You smiled fondly at the way he always had to be touching some part of you. The two of you had covered a few topics already, going over safewords (you were partial to the traffic light system, and Loki agreed) and some of your hard limits, and now you were on to the fun part. Specifically, a rather exciting interest your partner had just confessed to.

“You know,” you mused, unable to keep the teasing smile off your face, “I wouldn’t have expected you to be into submission, what with your whole...thing.”

“My whole thing?” He repeated, raising his eyebrows at your choice of words. You suppressed a laugh. He probably would’ve spent more time on his faux outrage if the look on your face wasn’t so damn cute. “Yes, well. I am full of surprises, aren’t I?”

You hummed in response. “I mean, I had hoped you’d be into it. Or, I guess, fantasized, would be the better w-”

“Did you?” He cut you off, sounding all too pleased.

“Oh, for a while now,” you smirked.

“You’ve been holding out on me,” he said, the admiration in his eyes shifting to smugness as he continued, “I wouldn’t expect you to be a dom, what with your whole thing.”

You made a show of rolling your eyes at him. He wasn’t wrong, though. Compared to Loki, you were much more bubbly and warm, not that he was really so cold anymore, but he was still… him. On top of that, your style tended to lean more toward pastel colors, though lately you were known to also rock some dark green tones. You supposed that from the outside, people would assume you to be the more submissive one in the relationship. Which you definitely could be, but your tastes went both ways.

“Okay, I deserved that,” you relented. “Now come on, tell me what I want to know.”

“Okay, well. I’ve no problem with bondage, as I’m sure you know.”

“You do seem to end up in chains quite often, my love. But... not sexually?” You’d meant for it to be a statement, but then you realized you actually had no idea, your voice lilting up into a question.

He fixed you with a look that very clearly told you you’d been wrong.

Well, okay then. “Right,” you responded, a little breathier than before, trying not to let your imagination run wild just yet. Loki squeezed your ankle playfully, bringing you back before you could lose focus. “So, is there anything you’re not okay with, bondage-wise? Like, collars, ties, cuffs…?” You trailed off.

He thought for a moment. “No, it’s all fine with me. What about you?”

“Cuffs kinda freak me out, actually. I don’t have superhuman strength and all.”

“Noted. Oh, one thing I do want to mention- I’m going to have to ask that you refer to me exclusively as ‘Your Majesty’ when I’m in charge,” he said, expression unwavering.

Your mouth dropped open for a second before you asked, “Wait, seriously?”

He broke into a mischievous grin. “No. But if you’d really like to, I suppose I wouldn’t stop you,” he said the last bit thoughtfully, and you playfully hit his arm with the back of your hand in admonishment. “Ooh, harder,” he said, still with an air of mischief, though you got the sense he wasn’t entirely kidding.

“Loki!” you gasped.

“Alright,” he laughed lightly. “Great God of Mischief will work just as well.”

“I am not calling you that.”

“You’re being so difficult.”

“Will you just tell me what you like to be called already? If you carry on like this, I swear, I will call you Captain.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” he said, glaring at you, and you raised an eyebrow as if to ask, care to test that theory? “Okay, I yield. But, honestly, it depends on the scene. If you’re comfortable with it, I’ll have you call me ‘sir’ most of the time, ‘daddy’ on special occasions. You’re a smart girl. I trust that you’ll know when those occasions come about.”

You just nodded, your mouth suddenly feeling dry. Why were you having such a reaction to Loki calling you a smart girl? He’d definitely noticed.

“What would you like to be called? When you’re the dominant?” Loki asked, saving you from your thought spiral.

“Oh, um. Ma’am is fine. None of the other terms really work for me, I don’t know why, they just seem kind of… too much, I guess,” you over-explained, feeling your cheeks start to heat up.

“Ma’am is just fine?” Loki pressed.

“No, it’s- it’s good. I, um, really like it.” Your cheeks flamed even hotter now, your gaze trained on the couch cushion.

Loki reached out and lifted your chin gently with his thumb and forefinger, making you look at him. “Come now, you were doing so well. Don’t get shy on me now,” he said, voice taking on that deep timbre that made you feel like all the air had been sucked out of the room.

“Okay,” you breathed, your mind gone completely blank as you looked at him.

“Good girl,” he said softly. He didn’t miss the way your body reacted to the praise, a smug smirk plastered on his face.

Bastard. You narrowed your eyes at him, shaking your head slightly to clear it. “That’s not fair,” you countered weakly.

“Isn’t it? I’m just trying to figure out what you like,” he feigned innocence.

“Right,” you said, only a little petulantly, trying to think of what else you wanted to ask him before he’d distracted you. “How do you feel about degradation?” You blurted out. “Receiving, I mean.”

That caught him off guard, to your great enjoyment. “I- I’m not sure. No one’s ever tried it.”

You raised an eyebrow at him. “You’ve been tied up but no one’s ever called you names?”

“No,” he responded, frowning slightly. You could practically see the gears turning in his head. “I think I might be okay with it.”

“My honey, you’ve been so deprived,” you said with a pout. It was your turn to have a little fun now. “So,” you started, trailing your fingertips up his forearm, drawing his attention to your touch before you continued. “If, for example, I had you on your knees, and you were being so good for me, and I just happened to call you my obedient little slut-” he inhaled sharply, and you couldn’t help but grin, “-you would, theoretically, be okay with that?” You looked up into his eyes, seeing the flash of desire that had settled there.

“I think that would be acceptable,” he spoke, clearly putting in effort to keep his voice even.

You smiled, pleased with yourself. It was cute that he still tried to seem unaffected when you could literally feel the way his cock had stiffened against you. You shifted the position of your leg in his lap, lightly brushing against him, and he gasped.

“Pathetic,” you chide.

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. As much as he may try to seem unimpressed with your teasing, he was certainly susceptible to it. “If you want us to get through the rest of the conversation, you’re going to have to stop that,” he says, but it comes out more like a plea than an order, and he’s sure that you’re going to be the death of him.

You chuckle, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. “Oh, this is gonna be so much fun.”

“It seems I’ve underestimated you, dearest,” he says, tone laced through with affection.

You bring a hand up to cup his cheek, drawing him closer to press a sweet kiss to his lips.

“Well, that’s a mistake we won’t make twice. Isn’t it, love?”

[kirsteinsjoy]

untouched // levi ackerman

synopsis ~ it's interesting, the same captain who commanded you, insulted you and the person you obeyed, was the same person who was found to be a mindless virgin, sensitive to any touch.

cw ~ corruption, thigh riding, hand palming (on levi), nipple pinching, use of "good boy", public(?) sex, virgin levi, cum play(?), finger sucking, dom! comrade x sub! captain dynamic.

pairing ~ sub! levi x dom! fem! reader

captain levi was a coordinated man. after all, he is the captain. from ordering us to casually insulting us, he was an honourable person, a perfect pick as a superior.

you and him didn't have many interactions on the daily, just general commands and you obeying his yells while slaughtering titans, which is why you were caught of guard when connie and jean found it funny to trap you and levi in his cleaning closet.

"god please give me strength to not feed these two delinquents to the titans," he sighed, shaking his head.

you laughed awkwardly. the tension in the tight space was uncomfortable as you both sat there motionless, not knowing what to say or do.

"well, to make do with the time, I'm going to attempt to clean this closet. it's messy." he stood up in the small space, nearly knocking over a broom.

"captain, it's too small to even mov-"

a cluster of buckets and and brooms came falling down, causing you to jump away, landing on top of levi, who had already toppled over.

"gosh, that was a close one!" you exclaimed, peering over at levi. "oh, I'm so sorry captain! here, let me help you up."

you noticed the slight change in his breathing, and the blush that was plastered over his face, but you figured it was from the shock of having someone fall onto his lap.

you pulled him up, bring him to sit with his legs crossed while you picked up the items that fell over.

"goodness me captain, how many brooms does a man need, eh?" you chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood.

a half-hearted, high-pitch laugh left his mouth. your head cocked to the side, looking at him with concern. was he really okay? perhaps he got hurt?

"captain, are you sure you're okay? you seem a bit flustered," your knee slightly grazed over some part of legs, but you didn't expect a moan to leave his mouth. you then realised that your knee brushed against his crotch, creating an erection.

breathy gasps escaped his lips as your lips curved up into a naughty smile.

"does it feel good when my knee brushes against your cock?" you dug your knee slightly into his crotch again, making him whimper.

"w-we shouldn't be doing this, y/n-" he started, but you pressed a finger to his lips.

"don't give me that. look at that cock of yours, all swollen and in need to get off," you leant closer to him, your hand palming his crotch.

you could sense him throwing his head back, humming to the sensations your hand gave him.

your lips were near his ear, whispering, "I can feel you get harder and harder by the second. who knew our dominant, persistent captain was a sensitive little...."

"virgin." you heard him whisper hesitantly.

"you're a virgin, captain? really?" it was a slight shock, but in all honesty, it didn't amaze you. you hadn't seen him get too touchy with anyone in the survey corps, or in general, really.

he nodded shyly, feeling the heat rush to his cheeks once again.

"well, isnt' that more of a reason to make you feel good, mm? now, how about you get on top of me and ride my thigh, yes?"

he didn't even reply, he just eagerly climbed on top of your thigh, both his hands on your shoulder.

"move." you ordered.

levi began to buck his hips against the meat of your thigh. instantaneously, whimpers and sensitive moans left his mouth.

he looked so cute, riding your thigh - in a small, dark closet.

the way he gasped at the friction between the both of you, the way his head was thrown back from the intensity, the way strings of drool slid down his chin. what a beautiful sight.

you could feel your core dampening to his virgin whines and lustful expression.

"look at you, acting so filthy in such a place. those whines are making me wetter by the second." your hands trailed all over his body as he carried on humping your thigh, his hands clasping onto your shirt.

your finger played with his nipples through his shirt, resulting in levi to hiss at the new feeling. the tip of his nipples were erect as your warm fingers pulled away, letting the cool air hit the tips of them through his thin shirt.

"i-i think i'm gonna cu-" his words cut off as he arched his back, slowing down as he sat there, breathless.

levi has never felt something so pleasurable in his life. of course, he's jerked off before. late at night in his office, with his hands clamped around his throbbing length, trying to relieve the amount of built up stress and sexual frustration he experienced. but this event was on a whole new level of euphoric and pleasurable feelings. your thighs alone was nothing compared to his hands.

you slipped your hand into his pants, causing his body to jerk suddenly from the sensitivity of being touched right after having an orgasm. taking your hand back out, his milky liquids dripping from your hand.

"god you came so much for me, what a good boy," you said, licking your fingers. you push your remaining, sticky fingers onto his lips, indicating for him to open his mouth.

eagerly, he obliged. his tongue swirled around your fingers, desperately trying to lick them clean to see that satisfied look on your face.

"GUYS MOVE AWAY FROM THE DOOR SO WE CAN OPEN IT!" jean yelled.

you both gathered yourselves together and attempted to clean as swiftly as possible.

the door finally opened, the bright light practically blinding you and levi.

jean and connie peered at the both of you, laughing nervously.

"we didn't intend for the fucking door to get locked so uh, sorry," connie babbled, stepping away from an exhausted-looking levi.

"get to your dorms the both of you, stupid brats."

from those words, jean and connie both scurried away, frightened of the potential beating they'll probably get.

before levi could walk off, you whispered into his ear.

"it was fun seeing my captain get off on me. hope we could do something like this again,"

you walked off, smirking, leaving captain levi in a fluster.

this was one very unexpected affair, but you liked it, and would love to do more.

[newkyus-void]

Take it like a good girl.

◡̈ 선우 // 김 선우

⁂ smut

⁂ warnings: enemies with benefits, hate sex, unprotected sex, degradation mixed with dirty praise (use of slut & whore), cursing, slapping, fingering (brief), use of pet name kitten, finger sucking (brief), cumming inside, no aftercare

⁂ dom! Tennis Player! Sunwoo x sub! Tennis Player! Fem. Reader

⁂ wc.: 1.7k

A/N: v much wrote this just for @yeostars. 😌

You barely dodge the tennis ball that came hurling towards your face with a shriek, dropping to the floor in shock. "Kim Sunwoo, are you out of your fucking mind?!" 

The man just sneers and narrows his eyes. "Move your ass," He gestures with his Tennis racket, "I wanna finish this match" 

You stand back up with a scoff and throw the tennis ball in the general direction of his head. "Fuck you, I'm leaving!" 

Sunwoo catches the ball and clicks his tongue, silently watching as you angrily stomp away. "Hey, that means I win!" 

"I don't give a flying fuck!" You hiss and show him the middle finger before entering the hallway that leads to the changing rooms. 

Everything is quiet since the two of you are the last ones in the gym and the janitor won't arrive until eight. But then there are quick steps behind you. 

You whip around, alarmed, but don't get to do so much as open your mouth before Sunwoo clasps his hand over it. "Quiet" 

You furrow your brows and move to step back, but he moves fast, turns you around and pins you against a wall, chest first. "Ow! What the hell is wrong with you?!" You hiss and wiggle to get him to loosen his grip on your wrists. 

"Shut up" He spits back and turns you back around, one hand on the column of your throat. "You've been so fucking cranky today. What's gotten your panties in a twist, huh?" 

Your hands clench and unclench at your sides helplessly and you swallow, feeling hot when his lips pull into a smirk. 

"Not so feisty now? How bad…" Sunwoo muses and moves closer, broad chest pushing against yours, "you had such a loud mouth back in the pitch" 

"Shut the f-" 

"Ah-ah ah…" He interrupts you, index finger pushing against your lips. "God you're such a little bitch, you know that? It makes me wanna fuck the attitude out of you so bad" 

Your bottom lip quivers and you feel a rush of arousal head straight to your core at his words. "Get your filthy hands off of me, Kim Sunwoo" 

He chuckles lowly, the tone sending a shiver down your spine and his grip on your throat tightens suddenly. He thrives off of the way your breath hitches and your hands immediately grasp his wrist. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You're just a needy little kitten who wants to get her cunt filled with a dick" 

"S- Shut up" You whine, a weak attempt to conceal the desperate look on your face. 

Because in fact, you just couldn't stop imagining Sunwoo fucking you senseless. All his grunts and groans during the match riled you up and made you lose your focus which ended you in this situation. 

Sunwoo smirks with an evil glint in his eyes. "You didn't say no" He pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek for a second. "I bet the match made you ruin your panties. You think I wouldn't notice the way you'd rub your thighs? Oh kitten, you're so clueless" 

"If you came here just to make fun of me, then leave me alone" You hiss and dig your fingernails into his arm. "You succeeded"

"Oh no silly" he snickers, his free hand moving to push some hair out of your face, "you caused a problem and you're going to fix it" 

Right after he finishes speaking, he presses his hips against yours, making you feel his raging boner through his pants. 

A moan slips past your lips and you bite your lip in embarrassment. Now you gave him what he wanted. 

"Aww kitten, are you suddenly getting shy?" He mocks you, thumb pulling your lip free from your teeth. "Too bad no one else gets to see you like this, so desperate to get your tight little pussy stuffed" 

You whimper and move your hips to grind against his, eliciting a deep groan out of him. 

Immediate regret fills you though, when his free hand lands a light slap against your face. "This was your warning kitten. I won't go easy on whores like you" the same hand that smacked you now holds your jaw. "Your safe word is berry. I won't stop until I hear it, understand?" 

Your heartbeat quickens and you nod, desperately needing relief. 

Another slap is delivered to your face, this time with more force, but not too harsh either. "Use your fucking words, slut" 

An almost pained whimper escapes your mouth and you hurriedly reply, "I- I understand!" 

Sunwoo doesn't waste another second and attaches his lips to your neck, sucking dark marks into the sensitive skin and basking in your whimpers. 

Your fingers dig into his shoulders and press your crotch against his again. "Fuck- Sunwoo please just fuck me!" 

He bites down on the junction of your shoulder and neck, eliciting a sharp gasp from you. "You're so impatient, kitten" He clicks his tongue, "but you're lucky I'm as well" 

Within seconds you're stripped of your pants and underwear and Sunwoo's fingers are teasing you. "Shit kitten, you're so wet for me" 

"Shut up!" You fight back, but regret it a second later when he delivers a smack to your cunt. 

"Be quiet, slut" He hisses and moves so his mouth is level with your ear. "The only sounds you'll be making are your pretty moans when I fill up your greedy pussy" 

You involuntarily comply and instead just whine pitifully, aching for some relief. 

Sunwoo coos in fake sympathy and pushes two of his lengthy fingers into your soaked pussy. "Damn kitten you're dripping… were you that desperate for my cock?" 

You don't reply and he doesn't comment further on it, instead teasing you further, digits moving fast in and out of your cunt until he feels you clench around his fingers. "You won't cum just yet, kitten" He says, voice low and threatening as he pulls out his fingers and wipes them off on his pants carelessly. "Because I want you to do it on my dick" 

Your eyes roll back when he pulls down his pants and underwear to free his leaking cock. "Shit Sunwoo you're so big-" 

"Hush" He quiets you down with a cocky smirk, "I'll make it fit" 

Another rush of arousal washes over you at his words and you clench around emptiness. "Please!" 

Sunwoo chuckles and rubs the head of his cock against your soaked cunt, catching onto your entrance briefly, but not pushing in and making you whine. "Aww poor kitten, just want to get fucked like the slut you are, don't you? Want me to fuck you stupid and use you as a little cocksleeve, hm?" 

A sob tears through the otherwise silent hall and the man chuckled darkly, getting off of your suffering. "Y- Yes I do! Please just- just fuck me already!" 

"Mhm sure thing" He smirks again, licking his luscious lips and pushing his cock into your dripping entrance, ripping moans from both your mouths. 

The stretch stung at first due to the lack of prepping, but it made you feel all the more full when he bottomed out, pelvis flush against yours. "You like that, whore? Like it when your tight little pussy gets stretched out by a big dick without any prep?" Sunwoo taunts, his lips sucking another mark into the skin of your throat and pulling back with a smack. "You love being used as a cum dump, don't you? Dirty little kitten" 

You mewl in embarrassment, flustered with how easy he could read you. "F- fuck Sunwoo-" 

"Mhm, did I allow you to speak? Be a good little kitten and take my cock like the slut you are" He hisses back, pushing two fingers into your mouth to shut you up briefly as he pulls his hips back, only to slam them against yours. 

A high-pitched moan rips through your throat and you bite down slightly on his digits. 

"Yeah that's right kitten, that's how you take it" He says with a smug undertone as he pulls out his fingers again, instead placing both hands on your waist. "Hold on tight kitten, this is gonna be a rough ride~" 

Without question, your eyes widen and you quickly wrap your arms around his shoulders.

Not wasting another second, Sunwoo starts pounding into you roughly, pulling you up and down by your waist in sync with his thrusts. The slapping of his skin connecting with yours reverberates through the unoccupied hallway of the gym. 

Sunwoo's grunts and raspy moans are right by your ear as he works you both towards your orgasm, his fingers all but digging into the flesh of your waist and surely leaving marks. 

"A-Ah! Sunwoo, r- right there!" You cry out when he brushes against your g-spot, your body trembling at the overwhelming pleasure.

"Mh… Kitten are you gonna cum? Is my cock making you feel so good?" 

"Y- Yes! Yes, your cock is so good!" is your almost immediate reply, fingernails digging into his back and surely leaving red scratch marks on his unblemished skin. 

"Shit- I'm gonna cum, kitten" Sunwoo groans, hips stuttering slightly and pace faltering, "and you're gonna take all of it like the good whore you are" 

You only manage to nod against his shoulder and breathe heavily when you feel yourself near the edge, the coil in your stomach snapping soon. 

"Ughhh, fuck!" Sunwoo growls, bottoms out and grinds against you as his cum fills you up, sending you over the edge as well. You sob into his shoulder, the pleasure almost too much, but then he stops and you lean back against the wall. 

Sunwoo sets you back down on your feet and clicks his tongue. "Look at you kitten, all fucked out and cunt messed up with my cum" 

You whimper and slide down to the floor, too spent to shoot back a remark. 

"It was fun while it lasted" He says and pulls his underwear and pants back up and in place. "I'll see you next week" 

And then he turns around to enter the men's changing rooms and you're left in the hallway, pussy leaking of his cum and feeling tired. 

"Fucking asshole…" You mumble under your breath as you gather your clothes to shower and leave, humiliation seeping into your bones. 

You just fucked your greatest enemy and you enjoyed it. 

[fettuccin-e]

I can’t stop thinking about Steven and Marc in oversized jumpers and how cozy they look (even tho they’re in a crisis at the time 😅) so requesting a nsfw fic about one/all of the moon boys finding the reader wearing their clothes and it does something to them

hi anon omg this request is so old and i am so sorry that I'm just getting to this!! this is so fun and YES the way marc spector would go fuckin FERAL over his S/O smelling like him,, like he's so possessive i love him sm!! i hope the smut makes up for my lateness. love u!!!

A Soft Ray of Sunlight

Tags: Marc Spector x Reader, fem!reader, unprotected piv (pls wrap it up irl, fuck them kids), kitchen sex lol, really light spit kink, possessive!Marc (w/c: 1.7K)

You’re in the kitchen when he sees you from the hallway, cooking dinner and humming to yourself as you swirl a sauce around in a pan.

Marc is used to you wearing Steven’s jumpers; you always claim that Steven always manages to find the softest ones, even though you have several others just like them. 

But this one, the jumper adorning your pretty body, the bottom of it just brushing the tops of your thighs, it’s his. Marc’s. It’s one he’s had for years, the cuffs of the sleeves starting to fray and a coffee stain on the side that he can’t manage to get out. You’re always beautiful, and that sweater looks better on you than it’s ever looked on him. 

And it’s all you’re wearing.

The sweater is big on you, but definitely not big enough to only be worn with panties, which is exactly what you’re doing. If you were to bend over, god, Marc would see everything.

His legs move of their own accord, the pull of you like gravity, endlessly drawing him in. His hands slide gently over your waist when he reaches you, and you jump slightly, pulled out of your reverie.

“Shit, Marc, you scared me,” you giggle, leaning your head back against his chest. His strong arms curl around your middle, melding you to him as he buries his face into the crook of your neck.

“Sorry, baby,” he murmurs, but he doesn’t sound sorry at all.

“No you’re not,” you whisper, turning in his arms to press your chest against his and kiss him softly. “You are a terrible liar, Marc Spector.” 

He moans softly into your mouth, clutching at your hips. Has this sweater always been this soft? It doesn’t feel nearly as good on him as it does on your skin, smelling like a mixture of you and him, intoxicating him. He never wants to wash it again, wants to keep it smelling like you forever.

You smile into his mouth. “Something got you worked up, babe?” 

Marc groans again, head swimming with your taste, your smell, the feel of you under his fingers. “You just,” he rasps, pressing kisses to your mouth between words, “God, you’re so pretty, baby. When- when did you take this sweater?”

You make a noise of understanding. “This morning, fresh out of the dryer. Just looked too comfy to fold.” You lean away from his mouth, chuckling when he whines softly. “Why? Do you want it back?” You know he doesn’t, but you still like to see him squirm.

You’re one of the few people in this world to break down Marc Spector’s stoic nature, and you’ve never been known to use your powers over him for strictly good things. Getting him desperate is just too fun.

“Please no,” he mutters, moving from your mouth to pepper kisses down your jaw and neck. “You look way better in it than I do.”

“Not possible,” you whisper, winding your hands into his hair to tug him back to your mouth. You can feel the outline of his cock through his sweatpants, pressing into your hip. You untangle a hand from his hair to palm the bulge, relishing in the wet gasp that rips out of Marc’s throat. “Happy to see me, Spector?”

“When you look like this, how could I not be?”

You lick feverishly into Marc’s mouth as he walks you backward, crowding you into the kitchen counter. His thick fingers dig into your hips, likely going to leave light bruises. “You know,” you whisper, pulling away from his mouth to drag a finger down his chest, teasing. “I’m still wet from last night.”

Marc chokes on a breath. “Yeah?”

“Mhm. Not to mention that I’m soaked whenever I see you.” You watch Marc’s mouth drop open a little bit, his pupils blown wide with arousal. “But you boys fucked me so good last night. I’m still dripping,” you lean in further, your lips brushing against his ear, “gaping for you.”

Marc groans loud, the sound ripped violently from his chest. He leans down, grabbing the backs of your thighs in his big hands to lift you until you’re sitting on the counter, your legs rising to wrap around his waist. “God, baby,” he mutters. “You wanna kill me?”

“Not kill you, just drive you crazy.”

“Mission fucking accomplished, sweetheart.” He licks into your mouth all over again, pressing himself into you. The position is perfect; from this height, his cock presses so perfectly against your pussy, the both of you only separated by your pesky clothing.

You whine into him, your hands moving down to push at his sweatpants till they’re around his thighs, freeing his aching cock. You wrap your hand around him to give him a long stroke, and he breaks from your lips to gasp, his eyes clenched shut.

“You gonna fuck me, Marc?” you murmur, pumping him slowly. “Make me drip even more?”

“Can I, baby?” he whines, and you answer him by licking into his mouth all over again, letting go of his cock to reach down and pull your panties down your hips. Marc grabs them as you work them down the fat of your thighs, tugging them roughly over your knees and letting them fall carelessly to the floor.

Then you both are colliding, an endless pull between you, never close enough. You grab at Marc’s cock again, sticky and throbbing, guiding the tip of him to your entrance. You weren’t lying; your boys had all come out to fuck within an inch of your life just the night before, leaving you still gaping and still leaking their cum. Used.

Marc has an iron-clad grip on your thighs, holding you steady as he presses in, reaching so deep it’s like you can feel him in your fucking stomach, knocking the breath out of your lungs. “Marc, Marc,” you whine, tucking your face into the crook of his neck and digging your nails into his broad back.

“Shit, baby.” He pulls out just a bit before rutting back in, and you choke on a moan. “You’re so fucking tight. How are you still,” he ruts into you again, and again, “so fucking tight?”

You can barely acknowledge his words, your brows furrowed as you concentrate on the stretch of him in your cunt, mumbling “s’big, Marc. So fucking big in me, gonna break me apart baby.”

An almost pained sound erupts from Marc’s throat, and suddenly he’s fucking into you like a man possessed, one hand traveling to the small of your back, snaking under the sweater to get to your heated skin, while the other travels up into your hair. He grabs a handful of it in a fist and yanks your head back from his neck, forcing you to look into his face, and fuck, Marc looks like an animal. His cheeks are flushed, his hair mussed, and his pupils are blown wide, intoxicated by the feel of you.

You can’t imagine how you must look, little grunts escaping your throat with every one of Marc’s thrusts into your needy pussy, your eyes shiny with tears. It’s so good, the stretch of his heavy cock, bullying into you just right. And then Marc shifts his hips just barely.

You shout wetly, jerking so hard you would have fallen off the table if not for Marc’s strong body pressed against yours, his hand pressed firm against your back. And he has the audacity to chuckle, like the bastard he is.

“Oh baby,” he coos, fucking into you hard at the very same angle, and your thighs are trembling, overwhelmed tears rolling down your cheeks. “That's the spot, pretty girl? Feeling good?”

You barely have the words to describe how amazing he feels, his fat cock pushing hard against your g-spot, unrelenting. “It’s so, it’s so good, Marc. Oh god, oh my fucking god.”

“Shit, taking it so good. So goddamn beautiful like this.” Your body bounces with every one of his thrusts, the hand he has in your hair keeping you from bumping your head into the cupboard behind you. He tugs your face towards him.

“Open.”

Your mouth drops open, almost unconsciously, and Marc spits into your sticky mouth. He groans like he’s dying when you swallow, unthinking and so fucking dumb on his cock that it’s got him lightheaded.

“Good girl,” he groans, and you whine in the back of your throat at the praise. Every thrust into your sensitive pussy feels like lightning rocketing up your spine, and your legs raise higher around Marc’s hips, your heels digging into his ass, urging him in again and again.

 “Gonna cum, gonna fucking cum, Marc,” you whisper, your throat tight and achy. “Please, please, please,” you don’t really know what you’re begging for, not really, but Marc answers your pleas anyway.

“Right behind you baby, c’mon, c’mon,” Marc grunts, rutting into you feverishly. “Gotta feel this pretty pussy make a mess around my cock.”

You press yourself into his neck again as you cum, wetting his shoulder with tears as you gasp wetly, your body shuddering uncontrollably. Marc is murmuring little praises into your hair as he finally presses his hips as far as he can go, cock pulsing and filling you with his cum. “So good, baby, y’did so good for me. Looking so pretty for me, sweetheart, how did I manage to land you?”

You answer him with a chaste kiss, tilting your head up from his neck to meet his lips. You cling to each other, unwilling to let go while you will your heartbeats to beat slower, in time with one another.

Marc thinks that he could bask in this moment forever, with you in his arms, warm and soft against him. He hasn’t had a lot of softness in his life. Maybe you’re the softest thing in the world.

Then you giggle softly under his chin, and it sounds like sunlight. He tilts his head down to meet your eyes, mirroring your blinding smile.

“Damn, if I knew that wearing your sweaters would make you fuck me like that, I’d never take them off,” you whisper, unwilling to interrupt the unshakeable sense of peace that fills the kitchen.

“Baby, if you did that, we’d never make it out of the apartment.”

[kira-fluff]

Heeey!

Saeyoung, Yoosung, Jumin and Zen reacting to to “hotel only one bed” trope ? ♥️

a/n: of course you can lovely! <3 *AHEM* Lemme just say this trope is ELITE and I will NEVER not love it // also, i’m writing it like it’s before they’re dating (OF COURSE) because I want it to be spicy (actually that’s the only thing that would make sense for this prompt but you get my point whatever). ALSO also I’m basing the fancy hotel off my stay at the Ritz Carlton (it was like $25,000 a night) because my grandma couldn’t manage money N E WAYSS. Also, if y’all could let me know whether you prefer Y/N to MC pls lmk k thx 

TW: drunk old lady w/no filter, gets pretty suggestive because I couldn’t help myself, an overbearing aunt, savage Italians, and loud hotel neighbor 

Note: omfg i accidentally made this so long oh well here’s yo present lmao 

“There’s only one bed” PT.1 PT.2

- 

Saeyoung 

Getaway missions are mad cool until you can’t sleep 

When you finally neared the parking entrance to your hotel you were SO looking forward to taking a nice hot shower before shimming into the covers of your crisp, (clean, you hoped) sheets. 

It was past 3AM when Saeyoung finally drove his elegant vehicular device (because what other word is there for it) into a secured parking space 

“Because I don’t trust those shady valets, y/n.” 

“Whatever you say, Seven”, you replied groggily. 

You hauled ass up to the front desk, then to the elevator of the exquisite hotel you were staying at

not that you cared 

because S L E E P 

but Saeyoung likes to quote Jurassic Park (because of course he does) like “I spare no expense, y/n” 

“I’m too tired to laugh” 

*gASP* 

“Not everyone naturally stays up until the early morning light before going to sleep.” 

“It really should become a thing, it’s honestly very iconic of me.” (it’s not)

By the time your conversation ended you were glad to see your hotel number and a little key card slot. 

Saeyoung made a show of sticking the key card in like a spy or something 

it was funny for normal y/n but not for tired y/n 

“Here’s your room, M’lady.” 

He held the door open to your room as you looked around the room 

a large, lush bed set before a ginormous flat screen TV with complimentary expensive chocolates laid before you as well as complimentary take-home elegant towels and slippers. 

suddenly, you heard a knock on the door 

blinking in confusion, you opened to see it was Saeyoung 

“Um.. hey! What’s up?” 

Saeyoung looked a bit bewildered himself before saying, 

“Hey, so, I realized my key card was the same room number as yours and I was like ‘That’s weird!’ so I called the front desk who verified that I had placed a reservation for one room, not two, so I hacked into their system to see what went wrong and if I could change it but it looks like they’re completely booked and I think I had made the reservation before I knew that you had to come along and I’m so sorry” 

he was breathless after the mouthful he just gave you 

As it was 3AM a drunk, old woman was tripping her way to her room and shouted much louder than she should at 3AM, “Kiss her already n’ fuck, ya youngin’s!” 

Saeyoung’s hair now matched his face :) 

His ears were tipped bright red before coughing awkwardly 

“I can sleep on the ground. I’ve done it plenty of times, it’s actually pretty comfy.” 

“Um, Sev’ I’m not going to make you just sleep on the floor. If you want--” 

“You’re not making me, y/n, I want to do this” 

“Actually I think I’ll sleep on the floor, I sleep a lot better on the ground”, you fibbed. 

“You’re sleeping on that big ass bed.” 

“No you are.” 

“If you don’t listen I’ll sleep in the bath tub instead of the floor.” 

“Then I’LL sleep outside the room!” 

“LIKE HELL YOU WILL!” 

“WATCH ME” 

the phone rang, a worker politely asking you to quiet a bit down because even with your luxurious privacy walls, guests could still hear you arguing. 

Saeyoung began whisper shouting, “Guess that settles it.” 

he plopped on the ground, fake snoring with his arm as a pillow

you sighed 

“Fine, if neither of us are going to agree to this then we are both going to sleep in this bed.” 

Saeyoung blushed lightly at your boldness, a tad worried you’d find him creepy or weird

You started again, beginning to undress a little, causing Seven to yelp in panic and turn around immediately, shielding his eyes,

Now in your tank top and your leggings you’d been wearing under sweatpants and a t-shirt, you said, “I’m gonna go take a quick shower and go to bed. I’m so tired.” 

Seven turned around only when he’d heard the bathroom door shut 

he sighed, What am I going to do with this girl. 

By the time you’d come out of the bathroom, drying your wet hair, Seven was lying on the bed, clad in casual t-shirt and jeans. 

“Come on, Saeyoung, you have comfy clothes! It’s okay, change! I’m done in the bathroom now.” 

“Nah, this is fine.” This was not fine. Saeyoung was out of his area of expertise of expecting the unexpected because God you were so unpredictable. 

“Please” you jutted out your bottom lip in a little pout, being sure to make eye contact with him 

Something glowered in his eyes for a split second before he half-smiled saying, “Ah, little Y/n, you know I can’t say no to you when you go all sad on me.” 

He stepped into the bathroom to change, but let’s be honest. He was freaking the fuck out. 

he covered his flushed face, changing into his soft sweatpants and a cozy sweatshirt. he was scared 

the more comfortable he became the more likely he’d accidentally get closer to you and then you’d freak out because you’d hear the sound of his heart beat like it’s a fucking rave concert and then you’d be weirded forever and quite possibly never talk to him again

but on the outside, he stepped out of the bathroom, whipping his phone out with a huge smirk saying, “Smile” 

you threw up a peace sign with your tongue sticking out 

he laughed before sending it to the RFA chat 

707: Sleepover lolol [see attachment]

immediately both your phones blew up with buzzes of notifications from the chat 

you laughed lightly, brushing a stray hair from your face to tuck it behind your ear 

this was gonna be a long night for Seven. 

Zen: UGH get away from her!!!!!!!!!111!!1!!

Jumin: Maybe you should learn to type first. 

Zen: shut it cat freak

Zen: seven answer 

Zen: hey 

Zen: y/n, text “qwerty” if you’re in any kind of danger 

Jumin: What a strange code. 

You: qwerty :(

707: lololololol

Zen: !!!!!

Zen: ASJDHKJFASHFKJA 

Jumin: -_- 

Zen: WE NEED A CAR, NO A HELICOPTER im omw!! 

You: just kidding <3 i’m fine you guys 

707: lololol 

Jumin: Have a bit more faith in your subordinates, Zen. 

You closed the chat and muted your phone, expecting the incoming argument that was quickly to ensue. 

You patted the bed lightly, ushering Saeyoung to lie down next to you. 

He obliged, though he politely laid at the far edge of the left side of the bed. 

You yawned before shutting the light off and whispering a “good night”. 

Saeyoung glanced at the clock. 4AM. Only 15 minutes had passed. You were breathing softly in your sleep within the 10 minutes after you’d said goodnight and here he was still awake. 

You suddenly tousled in your sleep, and Saeyoung raised his head, whispering a soft, “Did I wake you up?” 

You replied with a soft moan before abruptly turning left onto his corner of the bed and grabbing for the first thing you’d felt -- his torso. 

Saeyoung’s breath hitched as he felt you exploring the new found “object”, running your fingers up and down his torso and nearing dangerous areas below 

Saeyoung whisper-shouted, “What are you doing?” 

He leaned closer to hear your reply, but your only answer was more soft little snores 

Saeyoung sighed, trying to lightly grab your wrists without waking you up, and directing toward yourself

no matter how hard he’d try, your arms kept finding his own

your nails would softly ghost over his chest or neck, causing him to shiver and blush profusely 

again, he sighed, trying his hardest not to give into your sleepy state 

until you broke him with a soft utterance, “Sae....young..” 

Saeyoung’s eyes widened to the size of saucers before he dared to look down at you, your hair curling on the bed every which-way.. your mouth slightly agap... 

he groaned, his brows furrowed and his eyes shut

at last he slunk his arms around your torso, being sure to respectfully keep them high around your waist 

he buried his face in the crook of your neck to subconsciously try to hide his ever growing blush (and erection) 

I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this ‘friend’ thing when you’re driving me this crazy, y/n.

You awoke to a sleeping Saeyoung, his toned arms enveloping your small body in a hug

shamelessly, you laid still for a few moments longer. 

Yoosung 

this bean is lonely uwu

so when he’d invited to you go with him on a trip his uncle had paid for, you felt bad saying “yes” because it’s a paid trip!! 

until he begged you because his cousin Chaewon would be there and he was always really pushy and borderline a huge fuck boi 

so you conceded 

but hey free trip for the both of you minus shitty family gatherings with no one you know, right?! 

you hope there’s at least one dog. and alcohol. 

dog + alcohol at a party = an actual fun fucking time 

you were glad Yoosung was there with you because he honestly couldn’t agree with you more 

You opened your beach-side resort room to find there’s only one bed. 

Yoosung blanched and quickly dialed his auntie, who’d made the resort reservations

“Ah...hi auntie! Um, how come there isn’t a separate room for me and y/n?” 

his aunt cackled into the phone, “Aren’t you an old fashioned little gentlemen!!! Awe~~~ you’ve grown up to be such a good boy! <3 Well don’t worry, I won’t say a word to my sister or your pops. Enjoy the time you have with your adorable girlfriend and get it on a little!! I’ve got condoms if ya need ‘em honey~~ Remember dearie, when the shlong is not covered, the child support better be.” 

Yoosung hurriedly hung up the phone, his face completely red, praying you hadn’t heard the conversation that’d just ensued. 

You did 

but you smile and say, “So.. what’d they say?” 

He cleared his throat before saying, “Well, --err.. Basically there’s been a little mishap. B-but don’t worry!! I can just ask Chaewon if I can spend the night in his room.” 

“Didn’t you say he leaves a sock on the door handle every time--”

“YES but I want you to be comfortable, okay! It’s really not a big deal.” 

You shyly smiled while looking down before softly saying, “You can sleep with me.” 

Yoosung’s eyes widened and you quickly looked up, your face flushing to a deep crimson 

“I-I-I meant in the bed!!! With me. We can lie together. In the bed---- I mean we--” 

Yoosung could practically see the steam coming out of your ears and the room felt a LOT hotter 

“S-sure! Sounds great.” he had a feeling if you didn’t agree you’d end up embarrassing yourself further.. and he didn’t want you to feel bad. And he didn’t want those thoughts circulating his mind again. 

“Alright, so I’m going to hop in the shower, y/n... unless you want to go first?”

Gulping down some complimentary water you’d found in the hotel mini fridge, you quickly replied with a shake of your head. 

Nodding, Yoosung make quick work of washing his hair and trying to give himself a pep talk before he would be sleeping next to you. 

Thankful for the big size of the resort bed, you climbed under the covers, already beginning to feel sleep take you 

When Yoosung had at last dried himself off and walked out to the bed area of the resort room, he gazed at how small you looked, hugging a soft pillow in your arms, your eyes fluttered shut 

He looked away, feeling like a creep. 

He shut off the light after making a call to the resort staff to wake him up at 8AM as directed by his uncle’s itinerary

He slid under the covers, shoving a pillow in between the two of you as a little border to separate the two of you 

it wasn’t until further in the night when Yoosung had felt a jolt and he looked up in panic, through the blackness recognizing the pillow-border had been cast onto the ground 

and even more noticeably, your leg was swung over his hip, your body flush to his own 

your arms were snaked around his neck

he felt like he could feel every inch of you

your soft breath just below his ear 

your soft .. er.. chest... against his torso 

your stomach and .. the rest of it... against his own 

Yoosung could not breathe

like someone actually help this man for he is losing oxygen by the minute 

He squeezed his eyes shut and make the executive decision to wait it out til morning 

he was terrified that if he’d move you, you’d wake up and see just how much you affect him. 

And so, when the phone rang that morning, you’d startled, looking up to see your tangled limbs lying on top of his own

“oH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY YOOSUNG UGH IT’S A HABIT OF MINE AHAHHSAHDAJSHS” 

he looked at you with eyes that had noticeable circles under them (darker than even after his LOLOL gaming) 

“you look like you didn’t sleep much.... --- Is it because of me!? Oh my god I’m so sorry you should’ve just shoved me off or something seriously I didn’t mean to do it on purpose, honest!!” 

“N-no, no it’s really not!! I promise!!” He tried his best to grin, though it probably looked like a grimace, because the next thing you said was, “I’ll make it up to you” 

“You don’t need to do that. Really, I liked it.” 

It took a moment for him to realize what he just said. 

“I-I mean I like you! I mean I liked sleeping with you!!! I mean--!!” 

Yoosung was quickly spinning circles in his mind 

you couldn’t help the little giggle that came out of your mouth, “I guess we’re pretty similar, huh?” 

Yoosung smiled lightly, “Yeah, guess so.” 

You walked out together toward the breakfast area of the resort

“Hey”, you started, “Is.. Did you mean what you said? About liking me?” 

Yoosung glanced away, taking a deep breath before saying, “Yeah, yeah I did. I really like you.” 

You couldn’t hold back the big ol’ smile that took over your face as you proudly declared, “Me too!!” 

Right when Yoosung was going to go in for a kiss, he saw his auntie suddenly right next to the both of you 

“Oh my GOD when did you get here?!” 

She smirked, “My question first, dearie, what did you two like?” 

Neither of you answered, your cheeks growing red 

“You know, the first time your uncle did it with me I felt the same way. Like, what a man! Must run in the fam--” 

“OKAY! THANK YOU FOR THAT AUNTIE BUT BREAKFAST IS CALLING MY NAME MM SMELLS GOOD SEE YOU LATER.” 

Your blush didn’t leave you as you smeared strawberry cream cheese on your toasted bagel 

This trip was going to be very VERY difficult. Thank God there was alcohol. And Yoosung. And probably dogs. And Yoosung. 

Yeah. 

Gotta love relatives. 

Jumin 

You received a call from a stern voice you didn’t recognize

<<“Hello. This is Mr. Han’s chauffeur. I’m approximately 6.3 miles away from your residence. Do not worry about clothes or other necessities. All will be provided for you.”>>

“Uh.. thanks? Where....?” 

<<“Mr. Han has invited you to join him on his stay at the Ppalgan Vineyard Estates. Have you not received the notification?”>>

You glanced at your phone, seeing two unread messages on your phone. 

You read them, feeling bad you hadn’t seen them before. 

“Yes, yes of course. Thank you. Tell him I said thank you. Are you sure it’s okay for me to attend?” 

<<“Miss Y/L/N, Mr. Han gave me specific instructions to assure you would be able to come with him. I have been ordered to give 2 minute updates following your being picked up. I can assure you, it is his utmost wish that you join him this weekend. I’d be honored to thank him on your behalf, though I feel it would mean much more to him if you said it to him rather than me.” >>

“You’re right, thank you. And thanks for driving me. And for all the other stuff you said”, you replied nervously. 

<<”There is no need to thank me, Miss. I am glad to serve Mr. Han in anyway I can.”>>

The call hung up before you could spout out more thank yous 

you phone buzzed, startling you. 

you clicked the notification

<<(XXX-XXX-XXXX HAN COMPANIES) I’ve arrived at your residence. Let me know if there is anything I can carry for you. Sent 13:52>>

You quickly texted a reply of gratitude before rushing down the stairs out of your apartment, not wanting to make Jumin’s chauffeur wait. 

“Good to see you Miss Y/L/N. Is there anything I can get you? I have been given orders to purchase anything you may want or need on our way to the airport.” 

He quickly texted something on his phone, presumably a text to Jumin about your safe arrival to his limo.

“A-airport? You mean, like, flying? Are you sure I don’t need my wallet? It’s not too late for me to go grab it, right? I have my debit card on my phone too, otherwise.” 

“Miss Y/L/N you are not to spent a single won on this vacation. All is paid for.” 

“But my clothes... I don’t want Jumin to have to pay for all new things!!” 

"I assure you, money is not something Mr. Han wishes for you to be concerned with.” 

You’d stayed silent at that, feeling bad that you’d already bothered the poor man who’d just been ordered to drive you, not reassure you of Jumin’s financial affairs. 

You grew quiet, looking out the window as trees, streets, and cars zoomed past you. 

“If you so wish, there are numerous meals options in the compartments below the seats as well as alcohol, carbonated beverages and iced water glasses. You are, of course, welcome to any of these. Please do not hesitate to notify me if there is something you’d like instead. We’d glad to make it a regular option in all of our limousines.” 

You flushed, embarrassed at the amount of power Jumin’s words, and effectively, your own seemed to have on the entire Han Conglomerate as a whole. You laughed a little, it was funny thinking to yourself that you had so much power as to decide snack options for Jumin’s cars. 

Jumin was extra like that, he always went above and beyond to make you comfortable. You loved that about him. It made you feel a little spoiled, so you instinctively rejected most offers at things that seemed to further complicate his worker’s duties. 

You had no idea that when the chauffeur had said airport he meant the Han Private Airway Transportation Zone. 

As in... private jet. 

It was hard not to feel like you were in a whole different world. 

Not that Jumin treated you that way... but it was hard not to notice! 

You bowed in thanks to the driver before hastily finding your way to the nearest man standing in another black suit, his hands folded together in front of him. 

As soon as you uttered your name, his whole demeanor changed and he instantly had gone from cool and collected to humble and overwhelmingly kind. 

He’d quickly made his way to the boarding area, escorting you to the jet before leaving you at a polite distance way from Jumin who’d been looking at you from the moment you’d entered the aircraft. 

His eyes searched your own as you’d yet to discover his presence 

He couldn’t help but rake his eyes up and down your body, admiring the way you could look just in anything. 

He at last saw you searching the spacious cabin, at last laying eyes on him. 

His heart pounded faster, as if your noticing him made his heart leap in joy

You looked relieved and smiled, running over to him and sitting down next to him 

“Hi Jumin!! Oh, should I be calling you Mr. Han? That’s what your chauffeur called you.. sorry if that’s what I should’ve been addressing you as!!” 

His deep voice rumbled in your ear, causing you to shudder, “Jumin is fine.” 

You gazed up at him through your lashes, noticing the way his perfectly tailored vest made him look so... well... for lack of better word...hot. 

“Wow. You look...” Your eyes moved from his hair, to his face, to his neck, to his torso, slowly to his groin, to his legs... before you realized what you’d been doing and quickly your eyes shot up again. 

You bit your lip, “You look nice.” 

“Nice?” 

You laughed shyly, and slightly (embarrassingly) breathless, “Yeah. Yeah you do. Nice.” 

Jumin couldn’t help the sly smile he’d been holding back before replying, “You look beautiful.” 

You flushed and looked down, squirming in your seat a little before looking at him once more, offering a small, “..thank you..” 

After a few minutes of silence, you’d decided to change the subject, chattering on about how you wondered what this mysterious vacation would hold 

Jumin couldn’t help is concentration half on every word you were saying, but also your lips. Slowly licking his own, he nodded along when you’d gotten especially enthusiastic, grinning slightly when you’d gotten so excited you’d leapt out of your luxury seat. 

Within a half hour of the trip to your destination in Italy, Jumin had trouble concentrating on much else. 

Get it together, Jumin, you’re not some fool like Zen. 

It’d gotten worse the more you’d leaned further in your seat, your chest becoming slightly exposed

he covered his mouth with a hand, opting for looking out one of the many windows of the jet. 

You’d always caught his attention and made him lose his focus -- something he’d never lost before he met you 

He blamed the strawberry sent that you’d always carried with you 

He wasn’t much for expensive, faux perfume that so many of his father’s skanks would wear... it was like no other. 

After a few hours of grueling torture on your part (though you hadn’t know every single time you’d grabbed his hand or arm it’d sent his heart on a sky dive) Jumin was glad to have arrived in the gorgeous Italian acreage of the countryside. 

It was even more beautiful at the dusk of night, you’d decided 

Immediately a shiny vehicle pulled up, ready to transport you and Jumin to the estate you were to be residing in for the weekend. 

Upon pulling into the culdesac, you almost scoffed at the word “estate” -- it was more of a country in and of itself, land stretched beyond what you could see 

The mansion itself stood on pillars and high, Gothic windows. 

Inside, flying buttresses decorated the building, giving it an elegant and aged ambiance that you just adored 

“It’s so beautiful.” 

He smiled at you then, watching you take in the wonders he’d realized he took for granted. 

He was then directed to a double-door entrance way, “Your room, Mr. Han, Miss Y/L/N.” 

“Separate, correct?” 

The man stood in surprise, looking slightly aghast, “T-they never specified such details.” 

“Contact them immediately to confirm. I’ll work it out from there.” 

“Yes, Mr. Han.” From there, the man scurried away to contact the head of the estate. 

After a few moments, he returned, “The Rossi Conglomerate had assumed that you’d brought your fiance with you.” 

“Did you mention I don’t have one?” 

“Y-yes, of course! But, Mr. Han, your father--”

Jumin sighed, “I’ll take care of it.” with a wave of his hand, the man was gone 

You thanked him on his way out. 

Jumin looked at you, searching for a reaction of displeasure or worry

When he didn’t find one, he began, “I was notified the Rossi had booked their other estates to their American investors. My being here is a formality, but it is business. It would be a great discourtesy to demand--” 

You smiled reassuringly, “Jumin, don’t worry about it.. we’ll share the bed, okay?” You held your hand in his own, rubbing soothing circles on his knuckles. 

Jumin looked at you, choking on his spit slightly. 

“Y/N you do understand that--” 

“It’s fine, Jumin!! It’s late already, I’ll just put up my hair.. and.. do you know where the night clothes would be?” 

He watched as you fixed a bobby pin between your teeth before running your fingers through your hair, watching as you arched your back to-- 

“Jumin? ...you don’t know?” 

He cleared his throat, looking away, pink dusting his cheeks

“Bathroom.” 

You thanked him, unaware of his watchful eyes 

It had been a few seconds since you’d entered the bathroom before he heard a loud and alarmed, “..UM....JUMIN...?!” 

He’d quickly made his way into the bathroom

“What’s wro--” 

He looked and laying on the long granite island of the large bathroom was a silky set of lingerie as well as a note in Italian you couldn’t read. 

Jumin’s words stopped dead on his lips as he stared at you, then the silky underwear set, you, silky underwear, you.......silky underwear. 

On the outside, Jumin liked to think he came off as calm and collected, saying, “I can get you something else to wear.” 

But when he’d made it two steps out of the bathroom he had a little collision. And by collision, I mean his face.. and the wall. 

He looked in every drawer, finding nothing. He presumed clothes would be delivered as specified. But it was late already.. their servants are dismissed, only the protective guards surrounded the inside and outside of the estate.. explaining the situation to them didn’t seem very promising. 

Of course you were kicking yourself, before you’d found their little....gift... you’d cast your days clothes into the washer. They were probably soaked by now. 

Maybe I could use a hair dryer...? Or I could stuff them in the dryer?? 

Either way you’d be without clothes for.. too long. 

And nothing would be greater punishment then showing all that in front of the man you had completely fallen for... 

You heard a knock on the bathroom door. You listened from inside. 

“Hey, I, uh, couldn’t find anything. Do you think you could wear your clothes from today?” 

You whimpered, on the verge of tears, “I already put it in the washer!” 

He knocked again, “Can I hand you something?”, he asked, undoing the buttons of his formal shirt. 

“C-close your eyes!” 

Jumin chuckled darkly before covering his eyes and handing her his collared shirt 

“I’d give you the pants, too, but I don’t think they’d really fit you. Could you look at what they’d provided for me? Maybe slip on something from mine.” 

“N-no! That’d be even worse for me!! .. and you!” You blushed again imagining him half naked

You hurriedly shuffled through the drawers, but to no avail. 

You gulped, slipping on the lingerie to ensure that maybe something would be covered before buttoning Jumin’s formal shirt on you as well. 

it was so big it didn’t leave much for the imagination 

but you decided through a 10 minute pep talk that you’d suck it up and try your best to make his shirt into a night gown. 

You at last stepped out of the bathroom, Jumin’s head shooting toward the sudden noise before taking you in 

He could scarcely breathe, much less come up with a coherent sentence 

you were in his shirt... 

with barely any clothes on underneath

and you looked up at him shyly, biting your lip a little 

drawing even more attention to your lips 

Jumin had to stifle a groan, opting to head to the bathroom to change

After splashing some cold water on his face in a poor attempt to get his head out of the gutter, he quickly got on his pjs 

after you both were ready for bed, Jumin sat on the bed, opening a small novel he’d been enjoying, Anthem.  

His attention was immediately diverted from the dystopian fiction when he saw you were stretching

His shirt rode up high as he took in the way the lingerie perfect accentuated your curves, though it didn’t cover much below the waist 

Noticing your folly, your eyes widened in shock before you immediately put your hands down

which, just your luck, made it all worse. 

the sudden movement disheveled the shirt, causing it to ride down completely on one side, openly displaying the soft brassiere beneath it 

Jumin slammed his book so hard it left an echo in the large room. 

Great. He couldn’t even make it look like his book was suddenly unbelievably interesting that he just so happened to not take notice of the obvious sight before him.

You blanched, feeling a breeze along your shoulder, gasping before running to your side of the bed and pretending you don’t exist anymore 

Meanwhile Jumin is in a  c r i s i s 

In the most eloquent of words, his mind said holy fucking motherfucking shit oh my God fuck fuck fuck AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH oh my god shit shit shit fuck shit sdfasodjgiajsidogjosdg MALFUNCTION!! WARNING!!!! RUN BITCH!!! 

But Jumin didn’t run

because mama ain’t raise no bitch 

but also because if he stood up it would be blatantly obvious that he had-- 

Stop thinking about it, Jumin.

He tried to redirect his mind to his 5 senses, a grounding technique he’d learned when he got too anxious when he was younger 

But sight seemed to dominate it as his mind replayed your facial expressions, the way your hands awkwardly tried to cover yourself up, the way you looked the way he’d take it all off--- 

Oh God. I’m deep in shit. 

He had never been so pissed at himself... and embarrassed. 

He looked over at you, a horrible decision, really. 

You were still awake, your face was redder than the strawberry sent that adorned you 

“s-sorry..” you whispered, willing yourself to try to forget, “pretend that never happened..” 

Jumin was practically feral and you were saying it never happened? 

Jumin couldn’t just pretend he didn’t just see a fucking goddess 

but he would for you 

“..........pretend what never happened?” 

You sighed, a small smile on your face as you quickly turned to thank him 

but he was a LOT closer than you imagined 

he was propped up on one elbow, looking down at you, his head slightly angled. 

And suddenly your faces weren’t so far apart.

And you couldn’t help but slowly close your eyes 

Jumin felt confusion when you’d done this

he can be a bit of a pea brain, so he of course said, “I’m sure you’re very tired.” 

He shut off the light, reaching over you 

You held back the big frown you’d gotten when you realized he’d rejected you 

unbeknownst to you that it took everything in him, from the moment he’d saw you in the jet cabin, not to scoop you up in his arms and make out with you the whole way there. 

Zen 

Was Zen going to invite you to his own fucking tour? 

Of course he was 

he liked flexing his connections 

and most of all, showing you just how much he cared about you 

and loved you

but not the love part because God if you ever found out Zen might jump into the nearest body of water and never return 

not that he didn’t have any confidence

he has lots of it 

but it all kind of disintegrates when he gets to talking about his real feelings

But come on, it was blatantly obvious to anyone who had heckin eyes 

or ears 

or just any functioning body 

the way he’d try to subtly throw an arm over your shoulder 

or he’d lean in whenever you spoke 

or the way he’d readjust his posture when you walked into a room 

or the way everyone caught him staring 

like anytime you weren’t looking 

or when you are looking because he is “built different” 

So the limo ride to the fancy hotel he was to stay at was something that had him looking forward to the tour, but also dreading it 

you’d sat close to him in the limo because his agent and other workers were sitting along with him. 

So close that your ass got pushed further and further onto his lap

because damn where the fuck are we and why are there so many goddamn potholes 

Zen tried to steady you by firmly grabbing your hips 

which was NOT the move 

because now that you were firmly set on his lap, every bump felt like a fucking war against his hormones. 

Like a gentleman, he quickly opted to seat you next to him, not wanting you to feel embarrassed 

still, he could feel you being pulled closer to him with every long turn the limo made or every bump or abrupt stop 

and it was torture. 

like this man is sweating 

but by some miracle you arrive at the hotel in one piece! Yay! 

but Zen’s soul has left his body~~ 

so you get set up 

You open the room, “Look, Zen! This bed is HUGE!!”, you ran over to it and plopped your face onto the sheets

He chuckled, watching you act like a little kid excited about a hotel for the first time 

his brows furrowed when he realized there was no door separator between your rooms 

He immediately called the front desk 

all you could over hear was “No, there seems to be some kind of mistake” 

and “I reserved two rooms -- conjoined” 

“Alright, ok. Thanks.” and then he hung up. 

“So..” he sighed, “They can’t get another room because they’re completely booked. Someone must’ve recognized the limo and lots of fans immediately bought up all the rooms in hopes of seeing me.”

“It’s alright Zen! I can ask to switch with your agent or something!!” 

“NO!” Zen said a little too loudly. “No. Um, look it would be bad because he’s a man.” 

“Your a dude, too, Zen.” 

“I-- yeah, but that’s different because I’m a guy you can trust.” 

“True..”

“So I’ll sleep on the couch, ‘kay?” 

“Zen, no! You need your beauty sleep to be ready for your performance tomorrow!!!” 

“It’s alright, really!”

“I’ll sleep on the couch!” 

“Like hell you will.” 

“Please :(”

“Y/N, seriously--” 

“Then how about this! You and I just sleep in the same bed!” 

Ever the dramatic soul, Zen gasped with his palm over his heart “How SCANDALOUS!” 

“Aren’t you supposed to be Mr. Playboy?”

“Only for you, baby”, he winked. 

You stuttered, “T-that’s not funny! Seriously don’t make it weird you horn- dog!” 

He threw his head back in laughter, “Horn-dog?! I thought you said you trusted me!” 

“Not when you’re obviously thinking about doing this and that to me!!” 

“Doing this and tha---Hey! Who do you think I am?!”

There was suddenly a loud bang on the wall and a burly man shouted, “GO TO FUCKIN’ SLEEP YOU OBNOXIOUS, SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED LITTLE SHITS!”

You smirked, holding in a laugh saying, “Sounds like your fans are getting jealous.” 

Zen’s mouth dropped and you began laughing hysterically 

“T-that was like a 60 year old man!” 

“I’M 42 YOU LITTLE SHIT” 

You fell back on the bed, laughing louder 

Zen shouted back, “WELL EXCUSE ME, SEXY, 42 YEAR OLD MAN” 

There was silence before a harsh knock sounded at your door 

All Zen’s bravado disintegrated and he made a dash for the bed, whispering loudly for you to “Turn off the fuckin’ lights, turn off the fuckin’ lights!” 

You stifled more giggles rising up to your throat as you clicked off the light, making sure the room was locked, and climbed into bed

you breathed out your last laughs, sighing to yourself contentedly before noticing the close proximity you were to Zen 

You stared at each other for a long moment 

You leaned in closer 

Zen placed a palm on your cheek, gently cupping it

he softly whispered, “Can I kiss you?” 

You answered by harshly connecting your lips

The two of you feeding off each other’s oxygen as Zen bit your lip, causing you to gasp and open your mouth to make way for his tongue 

you whimpered, feeling faint from lack of oxygen

the two of you parted, out of breath 

Zen wanted to say something smooth like “I’ve always wanted to do that.” 

but instead he said “I’ve always wanted to do you.” 

He mentally smacked his head, blaming the lack of oxygen for his stupidity

But you smirked up at him coyly, replying, “Then why don’t you?” 

Um yeah rip your hotel neighbor he will literally hate both of you so much 

I had honestly SO MUCH FUN writing this!! Let me know if you want, like, a part two to this. I think I’d just be so fun lol

[ererokii]

— i kissed a girl

f!zhongli x f!reader

warnings: mentions of masturbation, cunninglingus (reader receiving), use of mommy kink, overstimulation, squirting // unedited, ignore typos wc: 1.3k

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Zhongli was alluring, intoxicating almost. When you were around her, you felt inferior to her, almost submissive. 

Her appearance was one beyond this world. Long dark hair that reaches her lower back, curves that suit her along with those golden eyes. But your favorite thing on her body was her lips.

So smooth and plump. You find yourself staring at them quite often when she applies a coat of pink on her lips. Sometimes she sends a smile your way when she finds you staring at her. 

You couldn’t help it, she’s just so pretty! It didn’t help when she would place a hand on your lower back, getting dangerously close to your ass or the pet names she would occasionally call you. 

Zhongli sees you as someone with an innocent face. She loves seeing your expression light up with joy when she asks you to accompany her on a walk, or offers to buy you dinner for the night. 

You’re so cute to her. Especially when you become extremely shy when she gets too close to you. It’s like you were nervous to be around her (which you were).

She would love to have you under her, begging and babbling to her as you’re drunk on the pleasure she gives you. She wishes to see the fat tears roll down your face as she makes you cum for the nth time of the night. 

And some wishes turn into reality.

Her tongue laps up your juices, licking a stripe up and down your folds. Her face is buried deep within your pussy, your slick and her saliva drenching her chin.

Your fingers ding into her tresses, moaning shamelessly at her actions. Your back arches off of the bed, eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure flows through you. 

The sensation of her tongue has your eyes rolling back— a feeling in your chest heating up. She’s sloppy with it. Her head moves side to side, up and down, taking everything you have to offer to her. 

Her hands grip your thighs, keeping you open despite your want to close your legs around her head to keep her there. Your body shakes in pure bliss, tugging on her roots when her grip tightens.

“So pretty for me,” she murmurs against your lips, peering up at you through her lashes. “Are you gonna be mommy’s good girl and cum for me?”

You moaned, uttering a small “yes” underneath your breath. Zhongli’s grip on your thighs tighten, slipping in two fingers inside your hole, practically moaning at the feeling of your walls clamping around her. Her grip on your thigh tightens, the tips of her fingers brush against your sweet spot that have you mewling. 

“R-Right there!” you let out a choked cry when zhongli began to roughly thrust her fingers, your body moving with every movement, her golden eyes zone in on your breasts that bounce along. 

You babble her name through broken moans, your hand pushing her impossibly closer to your heat. Her lips suck harder on your clit, holding your legs open when you threaten to close them on her. She pinches the inside of your thigh, loving the high pitch squeal you let out from the pain.

Your jaw dropped, drool running down your chin, body trembling. The heat in the pit of your stomach grew more and more every second. Her fingers brushed against your walls, her nails barely grazing that adds overwhelming pleasure. The combination of her tongue flicking and sucking on your clit and her fingers abusing your hole, thrusting in and out at a fast pace has you melting in her arms. 

“Fuck baby,” she grunts, spitting on your folds, watching her saliva trail down to her fingers, using her thumb to spread it near your hole. “Come on baby, cum for me. Cum for mommy.”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, toes curling as your vision becomes hazed. Your walls clamp down on her fingers as immense pleasure washes over your body. “M-Mommy!” you whimper out, back arching off of the bed-- her thumb rubbing lazy circles on your clit.

She praises you softly, moving her body upward to you. Her lips graze your ear, muttering sweet nothings as you come from your high. Your lower lip quivers, the insides of your legs trembling as you slowly come down from your high. 

“What a good girl,” she coos, blowing air against your ear and lets out a chuckle. You tear your gaze from your lower half to face her, eyes welling with tears. Your hand wraps around her wrist in a fruitless attempt to stop her action. She doesn’t budge and in fact moves her thumb faster, a teasing smile growing on her lips.

“What?” she asks innocently, leaning down and nipping your lower lip, tugging it lightly in the process. “Speak up darling, tell me what’s wrong.”

You gasp out, wrapping an arm around her arm, holding it close to your body. Your wails and cries don’t go unnoticed by Zhongli but god you were so noisy. It’s like you want the neighbors to hear how good she’s making you feel.

Her lips press against yours and you instantly moan against them, digging your nails and creating crescent shapes in her supple skin. She nips and tugs your lower lip, drinking in the sounds you give to her. Her other hand goes under your shirt, squeezing your tit and pinches your pebbled mound.  

Her kisses are passionate, rough yet gentle. Her lips are so soft. Many times you’ve imagined being in this moment with her. Throughout the day, even if you were with her, she continued to raid your mind like nothing mattered. And at night, your hand would weave in between your legs and the other tugs and plays with your tits as you call out for her.

Her tongue prods through yours without a warning, a low hum slipping past. Your clit is pinched between her index and thumb. The stimulation has you jolting in place, your chest pushing into her touch. Your legs shut, squishing her hand in place but she can care less.

Zhongli pulls away, lips brushing against yours as she pants, her hot breath fanning your face and stares at you with half lidded lust filled eyes. A whine escapes as you lean forward, trying to catch her lips with yours again. 

Your bodies move in sync, breathing becoming one. You could still taste the hint of cherry on her lips from the lipstick she had applied. The flavor makes you want more, makes you want to get lost within her. 

“Z-zhongli,” your voice comes out in a muffled cry. Zhongli moves her body to hover over you, her palm grazing over your overstimulated nub. Your legs shake uncontrollably and the knot in your stomach tightens at an alarming rate. Tears spill from your eyes, the pleasure becoming oh so much for you to handle yet your legs subconsciously spread open for her. 

She leans down, enclosing her mouth around your nipple through your shirt, biting down lightly and it’s enough to send you soaring. You throw your head back, cursing aloud at the mind blowing orgasm she pulls from you once again. A clear liquid squirts on her hand, drenching the sheets under you and her lower half.

Her gold eyes stare with wonder, cheeks heating up. She pulls away, looking down at the now wet sheets and lets out a small laugh. ”My my you made such a mess darling.”

You stare up at her weakly, a pathetic sound leaving your lips as your eyes flutter shut, body relaxing as you come down from your second orgasm of the night. 

“W-What are you doing?” you ask in a whisper when you see her removing her panties, climbing back on top of you. 

“Who said I was done? I haven’t gotten my fun yet,” she presses her lips against your neck, lightly sucking a spot underneath your ear. 

And you were in it all right. This woman drove you insane, but you didn’t care if you could feel her lips on yours for nights to come.

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[donaweasley]

Their Little Secret

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader

Plot: This can be read as a sequel to What If or even as a solo.

The reader and Loki have been best friends for long, but eventually realised that it was more than just friendship. As they secretly step into a new world, the entire team, unbeknownst to it all, makes it their mission to make the love birds realise and confess what they feel for each other.

Warnings: Fluff, slight angst in relationship, a happy ending! Oh! And late-night hazards and a long read. Sorry!

Read time: ~26 mins

“(Y/N), could you please take a look at this once?”

Loki waltzed in through (Y/N)’s door with a file in his hand. She was reading a book, when he knocked.

“It’s pretty late. I thought you said you’d go straight to bed. What are you doing with this poor old piece of rat-food now?”

“I did. But then I couldn’t sleep. So...I thought of doing something boring enough to lull me to sleep. But this old file actually turned out to be quite interesting,” he explained animatedly. “I just couldn’t understand one part. So, here I am!”

She eyed him suspiciously as he spread his arms to accentuate his royal presence.

“That, or you wanted to see me, and this file is a flimsy excuse,” she drawled.

“Come on, darling! I’m fond of you but not to the extent that I’ll have to make lame excuses to see you. Besides, why would I need to lie to you?”

After taking a moment to consider his words, she stepped beside him and asked him to show the file.

“It is here - this part,” he pointed at a chunk of printed information.

“This one is…” She pondered aloud. “That doesn’t make sense! Loki, w-where did you get this from? That doesn’t look like any mission report or anything. It looks like...an excerpt...from...a book?”

Before she could register, a kiss landed on her cheek. It was immediately followed by Loki excitedly wishing her, “Goodnight, darling,” and vanishing into a green glow.

She stood stunned for a while. Gradually, the tingling sensation where Loki’s lips had caressed her skin began to spread like wildfire through her face, and soon she was blushing and smiling like an idiot.

“Idiot!” She cursed him as she flopped back on the bed.

After a few seconds of fiddling with the bookmark, and staring at blurred lines on the page, she closed the book, and decided to call it a night. After what Loki just did, nothing else could compare to a happier ending to the day.

As she closed her eyes, sunny memories started flooding her mind.

It had all started hardly two months ago, when they were having their usual midnight snacks, casually talking the day’s stress away, talking nonsense - just the usual best buddy night.

But then something happened: a childish game of “what-ifs”.

It was fun, for the most part, until Loki had asked her about her intentions if she met the love of her life the next day. Already stained with painful memories of past relationships and with the hopelessness about her love life, she tried her best to evade the question. But Loki, being Loki, kept proding her until she gave him a genuine reason for her frustration.

And everything changed after that. Because in trying to save the other from falling down the emotional cliff, they had saved each other. They had found each other.

She laughed softly as she remembered the hesitancy in both their hearts as they had crossed the threshold of friendship.

That was the first time that she had kissed him. On the cheek. And that was even before she had fully realised that her feelings for him were no longer platonic.

That was the first time Loki had put an arm around her and pulled her close to him.

Another giggle escaped her as she remembered the moment when the soft morning light, and a stiff back had awakened her from her sleep.

Both were still sitting in almost the same position as they had been when they were chatting.

She had found herself cocooned in the arms of Loki, her legs tangled with his, both of them safe under the thin blanket that Loki had picked while preparing for their night. Her head rested on his chest, while his rested on the top of her head.

The last thing that she remembered from the previous night was them promising each other that no matter how things turned out, they’d always be beside one another. And then Loki had pulled her closer, and gently laid her head on his throbbing chest.

It was now peacefully moving up and down with his sleepy breaths. Before opening her eyes to reality, she stole a few moments to let this feeling sink in.

When she had closed her eyes the night before, there was an excitement so high in the air that Thor’s thunder would have been ashamed. It was the hammering of Loki’s heart that had eventually put her to sleep.

The morning brought a peaceful rhythm beneath her ears. It was beautiful, it was calm, it was...reassuring. She loved it more than the thrill of the past few hours.

But no matter how long she tried to soak herself in the feeling, the incidents of the night before still seemed somewhat unbelievable. How could something months long change overnight? Was it all a mirage then, cast by the treacherous night?

The darkness of the night sets the mind free to imagine anything, take any decision. But the clarity of the day brings logic to the forefront, which sometimes turns out to be good but sometimes not so good.

But...it had felt right. She took a deep breath to clear her mind. It still felt right. That was all the assurance that she needed for the moment.

As she turned in her bed, she remembered the raspy voice in which Loki had wished her a good morning.

The close proximity, the husky, sleep-laden voice, the sudden change in the air - everything made blood rush to her cheeks and ears. Loki had sleepily chuckled at her flushed state, though he was only slightly better than her in hiding his own flustered state.

Ever since, not a single day had passed when the two of them hadn’t thanked the stars.

She used to think that she loved Loki’s friendship more than anything. She was happy to be proven wrong when she experienced Loki’s courtship.

A different flower everyday, sometimes inside her room, laid carefully near her door, sometimes on her bedside table, and on some mornings, beside her pillow.

She was used to going out with her best friend Loki, but going out with her boyfriend Loki was an experience on a whole new level. Light brushes of the fingers, sometimes an arm around her shoulder, intertwining of fingers, occasional brushes of his lips on her temple, and not-very-occasional blushes that tinted both their skins.

Every day, before parting for the day, she was blessed with bear hugs from him - something that she had never expected him to be fond of.

It was the best time of her life! Almost every doubt that she had about this relationship not working out had evaporated long ago. It was - she dared to say - perfect!

Except for one small hiccup: they had to keep everything off the radar.

For one, they were still testing the waters. No matter how happy and confident they were with one another, their newfound relationship was still at its infancy, and they didn’t want to declare anything to the rest of the team right away.

Second, everybody in the compound had been teasing both (Y/N) and Loki about “getting a room” for a long time. They didn’t want to give them the satisfaction of knowing that they were finally correct. Well, figuratively.

Unfortunately, the team did not know that they had already confessed their feelings to each other. And so, they were desperate to make the love birds see the truth of their emotions. The Avengers, tough and stubborn as they were, never gave up. And Loki and (Y/N) simply decided to play along.

For instance, around a month and a half ago, Tony had thrown one of his usual parties at the compound, and had brought a line of apparent suitors for (Y/N) and a host of gorgeous ladies and lads to introduce to Loki.

Though the new couple was initially confused at the unbridled attention, they eventually understood what was going on: Tony Stark had decided to use the age-old recipe of jealousy to crack either one or both of them.

It was fun, they both admitted later, to dance to the tune, and give the host a frowning face when he realised that neither were biting the bait. Instead, both seemed to be enjoying themselves flirting or dancing with their respective “baits”.

What escaped the eagle eyes of the team were the furtive looks that both (Y/N) and Loki threw at each other from time to time. It wasn’t easy to masquerade those longing glances with playful teases that two friends might share. But they had to.

Late into the night, after the party was over, Loki teleported into (Y/N)’s room. The security cameras were still a threat to their little secret.

“Hello beautiful!” Loki purred when she didn’t turn all her attention towards him as she usually did, but kept herself apparently busy in making the bed.

“Is this my consolation prize for all your flirting this evening?” She tried to keep it casual but her displeasure seeped into her tone.

“Ooh, someone sounds jealous,” he drawled.

“Speak for yourself, God!”

Loki stepped towards her, and gently caught her hand, putting a pause to her actions.

“Look at me. Please?”

She smiled as she faced him, but he could easily catch the facade.

“I know what you're trying to do. You can’t fool me, (Y/N).”

“And what is it that I’m doing?” She tried to question with the same casualness but her voice kept betraying her.

“You are trying to make it look like it didn’t affect you - me being with all those lovely people. But in reality, you are hurt, even if it is a tiny bit.”

Her smile faltered. Of course, she couldn’t fool the God of Lies!

Closing her eyes, she shook her head, “I don’t know why you’re saying this Loki. I’m perfectly fine! Why would I-”

“You and I understand each other perfectly,” Loki gently cut her off. “Or did you forget that?”

He reminded her of the one line - of the one realisation - that had triggered the tiniest thoughts of them being possibly together, if at all.

Realizing that all doors were closed for her, she tried to turn away from him, only to be stopped by the trickster.

“If it makes you feel any good,” he resumed, “it did burn me a bit, too, to watch you dance and laugh with those clowns.”

At this, she burst into laughter. Loki was glad at the change of mood, and allowed a few happy creases around his eyes as well.

“Is that true,” she asked, “or are you simply trying to make me feel better?”

He shrugged, “What do you think?”

“I’d like to believe that it’s true,” she confessed shyly.

“It is.”

“Well then,” she said after suppressing a wild grin that tried to crack its way through, “I guess that makes us even.”

“Guess so.”

“I’m sorry, Loki,” she sighed, “I lied earlier because I didn’t want to put any kind of pressure on you or anything. I mean...jealousy? That’s the first stage of obsession. And...I don’t want you to think that...”

“Hey,” Loki held both her hands in his, “your feelings for me will never suffocate me. On the contrary, they help me breathe. You have given my life a new purpose. I thought I was happy being your best friend. But this...this is even better. Never think that you’re putting any kind of pressure on me. None of those men or women out there, or anywhere for that matter, can bring me what I feel with you, for you.”

Words seemed insufficient for what she wanted to say. So, she simply nodded, and wrapped her arms around his torso.

“Thank you,” she murmured into his chest.

He chuckled as he ran his hand on her head, “Being jealous actually makes you look cute.”

She unwrapped herself from him just enough to look at his face, “Says the man who just confessed being jealous himself!”

“I never said I don’t look cute,” he shrugged again.

Shaking her head and laughing, she pulled his face down, and placed a warm kiss on his cheek.

“Go now, before I punch that cute face of yours.”

“When you say ‘punch’,” Loki drawled, “do you mean…’kiss every inch of’...?”

Blushing furiously, she pushed him towards the door.

“Shut up, and just go!”

Loki laughed as he wished her a lovely night, and disappeared into his usual green glow.

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

But the Avengers were not the ones to give up.

Not many weeks later, Natasha planned an evening at one of her favourite nightclubs. While Steve, Vision and Bucky backed out of the plan, given their previous not-so-delightful interactions with the loudness and the crowd, Thor and Tony were adamant on dragging Loki with them.

“We thought you liked a little fun! Since when did you start wearing grandpa’s knickers?” Tony snorted.

“C’mon, brother, don’t embarrass me,” Thor’s voice boomed in Loki’s room. “(Y/N) has embarrassed me enough. She didn’t want to go either. Said she’d rather sleep than be tormented by the blasted noise.”

She said what? That means she’s going to stay back-

“Wait, what?” Tony turned towards Thor with a perplexed look, “She said that?”

He turned around to face Loki again, “Are you two planning something or have you both become boring?”

No, no, no! They’ll add up…

“I am not boring!” Loki declared. He decided to stay quiet on the other option that Stark had mentioned.

“Well, then join us,” Tony shrugged.

With a dramatic roll of his eyes, Loki agreed.

Needless to say, his eyes went wide when he saw (Y/N) dressed up and ready for the outing when he was expecting her in her pajamas. When she silently questioned him, he immediately realised that he had been tricked.

I have to be more careful.

The team’s plan soon became obvious when, after a few rounds of shots, everyone made a beeline to the dance floor, leaving behind a string of excuses, and Loki and (Y/N) at the bar. Even through the crowd, the duo’s trained eyes could catch glimpses of their teammates shadowing them.

“Do they really think getting drunk will make us confess?” She shouted over the sound of the music.

“I’m a God,” he shouted back. “Midgardian liquor doesn’t affect me anyway.”

“Well, it affects me,” she shrugged and drained another shot down her throat, “and I love it!”

Last one.

She had started feeling dizzy. Getting wasted could be saved for another moment when she wasn’t being spied on.

A few minutes passed in silence as neither was fond of shouting to communicate. (Y/N) bobbed her head to the music while Loki eyed the mass of bodies swaying and moving with the beats.

“Would you-” Loki began but stopped midway.

While her eyes questioned him, he silently slipped from the stool, and came to stand almost behind her.

His hot breath, dipped in a faint whiff of alcohol, hit the shell of her ear as he purred, “Would you like to dance with me?”

She was rendered immobile for a while. A small corner of her mind wondered if Loki knew what he was doing to her.

I bet he knows what he’s doing.

“I’d have loved to!” She drawled. “It’s a shame there isn’t room for a waltz here, and I wouldn’t want a God like you to hop like teeangers in the crowd.”

She felt his chest brush against her back.

“I was actually hoping that you’d be up for that dance,” he pointed at a section of the crowd where bodies were gliding against each other in the most provocative ways.

Her breath hitched again. She didn’t need to turn her head to know that Loki was smirking at his achievement.

But this time, she wouldn’t squeal, she wouldn’t push him away with a timid smile. Diffidence and boldness both tugged at polar ends of her heart until boldness won the war.

Not this time. Two can play the game, darling.

“So, what’s stopping you?” Her lips almost brushed his earlobe as she tilted her head to whisper in his ear.

Where did that come from?!

Loki wasn’t prepared for this.

It was usually him who threw mildly suggestive comments which she pushed away with a shy gesture. He never expected the tables to turn so quickly.

She did not even have enough shots to get drunk yet, he noticed.

“What happened, did the cat get your silver tongue?” She smirked.

“I-I...uh...”

While Loki continued to gape at her, an inkling of panic nudged her chest.

Did I take it too far? He obviously wasn’t ready for this, but…

It all must have been another prank for him, and I…

No!

With a cackle, she sliced the apparent tension in the air. “So, finally got you, ha? Mischief!” She winked.

Turning towards the bartender, she ordered another shot.

Loki’s brain was still trying to decipher her behaviour.

Did she really mean it…? It didn’t look like a joke though…

As she focused on her drink, he thought he saw a flicker of disappointment cross her face, but the incessant dance of light and shadows made her features almost unreadable.

“You should get back to your seat, y’know?” She told him with downcast eyes.

“What?”

“The team might notice and...they might know.”

Did her voice just...tremble?

Loki hated the place: the noise, the dim lights, the secrecy - he hated the way everything seemed to veil her from him.

“I think I’ll go find them.”

Downing another drink, she hopped off her seat, and disappeared in the crowd, leaving Loki to his thoughts.

Once they were back in the compound, Loki went straight to (Y/N)’s room. This time he did not sneak into her room using magic; he knocked on her door. This wasn’t the moment to play a game of cat and mouse. If the entire compound was prying on him, he would gladly allow them to. Well, maybe not gladly.

“Hey! Hi, Loki!”

Her smile was as bright as ever.

Was it all in my mind then?

“Are you alright?” He tried to sound calm but his anxiety turned out to be more stubborn than him.

“Yes, I am. What- Come inside first.”

She stepped aside, allowing him to stride into her room, and flump down on the bed.

“I’m sorry,” he began honestly, “I thought...I thought you were upset. At the club… I thought I saw you...sad? I’m not sure. I just had this feeling that you’re probably not okay, and-”

“Loki,” she held his shoulders and gently hushed him, “I’m fine.”

Her assurance enabled him to breathe normally again.

Caressing his face, she placed a light kiss on his forehead.

“Thank you, Loki! For everything. For caring so much about me.”

“(Y/N),” he held her hand, “are you hiding something? From me?”

He didn’t miss the way she gulped before replying.

“Why would you say that?”

“Look, I’m sorry if I cross the lines sometimes. I know I tease you but those are… I’m sorry if I’ve ever made you uncomfortable or have hurt you.”

“You are an idiot! Do you know that? You’ve never hurt me or made me uncomfortable. Now, get these stupid thoughts out of your little brain, and give me that devilishly charming smile of yours.”

Despite all her compliments, his eyes did not light up as they usually did.

“Are you sure?” He asked her.

“Absolutely!”

“You’ll tell me if you’re upset, won’t you? Promise me.”

He took note of how she licked her lips before nodding.

Something is not right.

“Come here,” he pulled her in his arms, and buried his face in the crook of her neck. “And I’m not an idiot. I am smart.”

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

The next few weeks turned out to be more and more challenging as the team was now hell-bent on getting them exposed. What made them so sure of their relationship was still a mystery to the couple.

“Are we that obvious?” (Y/N) asked Loki one day.

“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “It is said that it shows on the faces of those in love. So, I guess...”

The words, coming from him, filled her with warmth. If that be true, and if everyone could see that they were in love only by looking at them, then she’d happily trade their secrecy for more obviousness.

But every time they came close to taking the relationship to the next level, she would find Loki backing away. Every time they had the opportunity to reveal their beautiful secret to the team, he would quickly shield both of them.

Why, Loki? Do you not want us?

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

It was a rainy evening when Tony had gathered everyone in the living room. At first (Y/N) thought that it was an urgent meeting for a new mission. But when she knew the actual reason behind it, she couldn’t prevent the snort that escaped her.

“Excuse me?” Tony pointed at her. “You got some problem, princess?”

“Truth or dare? Like, how old are we? Twelve?”

Tony spread his arms as if to silently make a point. “Since when did you start categorizing fun into ages? Ever since you started dating Rock of Ages?”

“Hey!” Loki made a tiny protest at his nickname.

“We are not dating,” (Y/N) deadpanned.

“And there goes my question,” Wanda sighed from across the room.

In response, (Y/N) simply rolled her eyes, and grumbled, “Kids!”

Once the game started, the team wasted no time in getting to the point: (Y/N) and Loki.

The first one to get attacked was Loki.

“No, no truth for you,” Sam chimed in just as Loki sucked in a breath to choose “truth”.

“He’s the God of Lies!” Sam announced, “He can easily slip away with any lie!”

“The bird’s got a point!” Tony agreed, followed by everyone else. “‘Dare’ for you!”

“This is not how it works,” Loki protested.

“Did you play this on Asgard? Thor?”

“No, we had never even heard of it until we came here,” the big brother responded.

“But-”

“Nah-ah!” Tony didn’t let him finish. “This is exactly how it is played. Who wants to give the God of Mischief a mischievous dare?”

(Y/N) wanted to protest; she wanted to tell Tony that he was bending the rules to get to them. But any word of support would further corner them both. All she could do was play along.

“Kiss (Y/N). And you know where I mean.”

Nat’s voice yanked her out of her thoughts. She watched in horror as Loki’s expressions changed from shock to anger while the entire team cheered.

“Nat!” (Y/N) jumped up from her seat, “do you even hear yourself? He’s my best friend! We can’t just...”

“Why not?” Sam questioned with a smirk. “You seemed to be enjoying it when I was asked to kiss Buck. He’s my best buddy.”

“Speak for yourself,” Bucky mumbled.

“C’mon, it’s just a game! Don’t be a spoilsport.”

Steve?? Et tu?

Rubbing her eyes, (Y/N) tried to find a way out of it. She knew well that if Loki kissed her, she’d melt into it. Everything would become obvious.

No, no, no!! This can’t be. They can’t just expose us like this. Loki would be so....

Wait, why isn’t he saying anything?

She opened her eyes to see Loki standing. His expression was unfathomable.

Oh no! Is he going to…

“This is outrageous!” Loki snapped and turned on his heels to walk out of the room.

Oh!

For reasons she did not want to explore then, (Y/N)’s heart dropped several feet. She was expecting a similar reaction from him but wasn’t hoping for it.

Quickly gravitating back to the situation in hand, she stammered an excuse or two for his behaviour, and followed his tracks to check on him.

Once both of them were out of earshot, Tony leaned towards the group, “Did we save it or kill it.”

“Looks like we killed it,” Sam sighed.

“Trust me,” Wanda smiled, “we saved it.”

“Vision? What do you think?”

“I still do not understand why you have to torment them like this. Let them come out when they want to. It’s-”

“Okay!” Tony interrupted him. “Sorry I asked! My bad!”

The door to Loki’s room was half open when (Y/N) arrived. Gingerly, she admitted herself inside.

Loki was standing at the window, with his back towards her. His head was bowed but his hands were curled into fists on both sides of his body.

“Loki?”

The name came out so softly that she couldn’t be sure if he had heard it, given that he did not move at all.

But before she could call him again, he spoke.

“I did not want this to happen,” his voice bore that particular kind of seriousness that usually preceded an unwanted or unhappy revelation.

What?

“I am sorry, (Y/N).” He turned towards her, and she realised in an instant that he wasn’t fooling around.

“What are you talking about, Loki? What did you not want to happen?”

Her chest felt tighter with every passing second.

Please, not what I’m fearing.

“This,” his hand vaguely gestured towards the hallway. “Whatever happened just now. I knew they would come down to this one day. I never wanted-”

“It’s okay,” she interjected. “I did not like that either. Although they meant no harm. It was just for fun… And I understand if you're having second thoughts. This entire thing between us was just something… y’know, a spur of the moment kind of thing. I totally understand if-"

"(Y/N)! Where is this coming from? What are you even talking about?"

She couldn’t make herself look at him, for if she did, he could clearly see the moisture pooling in her eyes. She needed to appear strong.

“Loki, you’ve always been my best friend. And I’ve loved that. You know it. And it’s okay if this new turn in our relationship does not turn out to be something that you had hoped for. It happens. It’s okay-”

“It’s not okay for me,” Loki grasped her hands. “What are you saying? Why? A-are you not happy with me? Have I done something wrong? Did I offend you in any way?”

What is he saying? I thought…

As she looked up at him, a couple of drops ran down her cheeks and on her shirt.

“(Y/N), please tell me. You had promised to tell me anything and everything that upsets you. So, tell me what happened. Why do you speak of our relationship as if it was a mistake?”

“It never was a mistake for me,” she breathed, “I thought you felt...I thought you...”

“What?”

The shaky way in which the question came out of him stung her more than any thought of Loki not wanting this relationship. It was then that she realised how badly she had hurt him.

He never wanted to leave! He always wanted me? Us?

She didn’t know what to say.

“I’m sorry,” she finally managed. “I thought that you...didn’t want...this. Us. I-”

“Why would you even think so? Why would you bear such thoughts when I love you with every fiber of my being?”

Her head snapped up.

“You love me?” Her own voice became shaky.

“Of course, I do,” he gently placed a hand on her cheek, “always have. At first I thought it was a love for friends until that night, when I realised that I wanted to be more than just friends with you.”

More tears fell down her cheek as she rejoiced in the moment. Loki wiped them all, and placed soft kisses on each cheek.

“And all this time, I was afraid that you’re having second thoughts,” she confessed.

“And why is that?”

“Because...”

How do I say that it’s because you haven’t kissed me yet? And ran away from the one moment we had today, albeit in a not-so-comfortable situation?

“Because I haven’t kissed you yet?” Loki asked her.

Her heart beat so violently, she could have sworn that Loki could hear it. Her tongue felt too heavy to speak.

“I didn’t think you were ready,” he admitted. “That is the reason why I did not dance with you in the club either. I was teasing you, yes, but when you responded I was definitely taken aback. I wasn’t sure if it was you or the ambience talking. So…

You have always shied away from any comments that I make, and...I did not want to push anything on you.”

“Oh, Loki!”

She hugged him so hard that even the Asgardian had to take two steps back to balance himself.

“I’m so, so sorry,” she wept into his shirt. “I misunderstood your actions for… I pushed you away. I thought you weren’t ready for this relationship. I’m sorry!”

Tears of both apology and relief flooded her. He tried to sush her as he rocked her slowly from side to side.

After taking a moment to compose herself, she stood straight. Loki looked at her red-eyed, tear-stained face and tutted.

“Doesn’t suit you, darling. Show me your crazy, grinning face.”

With a chuckle, she gave him a funny face-splitting smile, making both of them laugh.

“(Y/N), I didn’t want to kiss you because of a game or under the watchful eyes of that insufferable bunch of imbeciles. But if you will allow me now, I-”

“Just stop being so polite for a change, and kiss me,” she tugged at the collars of his shirt.

Loki didn’t need to be asked twice.

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In the hall, the Avengers were busy speculating the outcome of their little plan, when the couple in discussion walked in. Hand in hand.

“Yes, we had changed our relationship status around six months ago,” (Y/N) announced to a stunned audience.

“And yes, we kissed. Just now. And I hope you know where I mean,” Loki added before dragging his love away towards the elevator.

“What was that?” She whispered as she was being whisked away.

“What?” Loki asked innocently, although his eyes stated otherwise.

“You didn’t need to declare that we just kissed!” She laughed as the doors of the elevator closed.

He shrugged while jabbing at a button. “They wanted us to kiss anyway. So, I gave them the satisfaction of knowledge. Besides, they need to know who you belong to now.”

“Aha! Possessive?”

“No! I also made it clear who I belong to now.”

He smiled as the doors opened to the hallway that led to his room. And once again, his words had rendered her speechless.

Silver tongue!

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You can read the backstory here.

And here's a song to sing along and keep the mood floating...

[onyxoverride]

Fiend

Zeke Jaeger x Reader

◙warnings: 18+ minors dni. a ton of pussy eating. Some breeding kink, some fucking. Cumplay, cum eating, snow balling. Domestic, established relationship. Eating pussy semi-public. Somnophilia. creampie. I block blogs w no age indications and minors.

◙word count: 3.2k

◙summary: Zeke is a fiend when it comes to eating you out. So here’s some of the ways he does... “The Usual”  “Asleep”  “Punishment” and “After Fucking” 

◙ note: “ohHoh he fuckin that shit UP” lmao Zeke Pussy Eating Fiend™ I also think Miche would be another Pussy Eating Fiend™ which is… ironic. inspired by these two posts gods bless this moot for joining me in Zeke brainrot. 

The Usual

If there’s one thing you know about your husband, it’s that he eats well but when it comes to you- he is a fucking fiend. He builds his schedule, from the beginning of the day to the end around you. Every morning he demands to eat you out, “it’s stress relief, and it’s like my cup of coffee for the day, please” Your man is nothing, if not a slave to his own desires and his routine day. This is about the one time you will hear him beg, or say please in general. And every morning you give in, because he looks so sweet between your legs, begging like a puppy. He looks half asleep sometimes but still so eager to just devour your cunt. Plus, an orgasm first thing in the morning is… refreshing, to say the least. 

He nudges you in the morning, way before he has to go into work, kisses your neck rubbing the scruff of his beard to agitate you, to wake you up. He’ll wait for your half slurred ‘yes’ or ‘okay’ and push your back against the bed, legs resting heavy on his shoulders. If he’s not careful his beard will rub your thighs raw, and if he does then you have to take a break from these morning escapades to heal. So he’s extra careful. Sleepy eyes, sometimes he doesn’t even bother to open them, savoring your slick on his tongue. Before he ever reaches for his glasses, he reaches for your legs to get between. Sucking your labia into his mouth, letting you squirm just a bit at his shameless eating. Hand digging into his bed-mused hair, pulling whenever it really feels good so he knows to keep going. Bringing you to an orgasm is easy, he knows just where to poke and prod with the tip of his tongue to get your walls clenching sporadically around nothing. Your head thrown back into the pillow, mouth open as he lifts his head up with your slick covering his beard. 

You thrown an arm over your eyes, “Do you really need to eat me out every morning?” 

He just sends you a smirk as he puts his glasses on as he heads to the bathroom, “Are you really complaining? I just gave you an amazing orgasm first thing in the morning. Be grateful.” Well, really you can’t complain. It feels way too good to complain.

Asleep

Sometimes he doesn’t even attempt to wake you up, he knows the signs when you are okay with letting him use you in your sleep, a little green sticky note on his bedside table. It’s exciting for him, because you are so pliant, letting him do whatever he wants while you’re so vulnerable. Turning your sleepy little groans into moans until you finally wake up in a start, thighs trembling as your orgasm washes through you. Yeah, he’ll get you there, he’s determined to. 

It’s 3 am when he wakes up, a weird limbo time in the night where he usually just gets up to go pee, but this time that green sticky note tempts him to do something else. You’re a decently heavy sleeper, he has to adjust you onto your back to expose your cunt to him and fuck. You little minx, no panties on under this large shirt you’ve thrown on to sleep in, which makes his job so much easier. Spreading your lax legs wide just for him, only brushing the sides of his arms as he lays between your legs. It’s easier this way, your thighs aren’t suffocating him, even though he loves it when that happens, he won’t admit it but he likes the bit of breathplay it brings to the table. But spreading you out on the bed like a 5 course meal? Even better. 

He can see your chest rising and falling rhythmically, it almost feels wrong to disturb your sleep but… that’s what makes this so fun. He takes two fingers to spread your cunt out for him as he observes. There’s just a bit of your slick starting up, your body must know what he’s doing, your hole clenching just a bit. Cute. He leads his tongue to trail over your clit down to your hole and back. After letting his spit soak your folds along with your slick, he sucks harshly on your clit. The little moans you let out while he works on you are so cute, soft and sleepy whimpers and airy moans. He keeps his fingers spreading your cunt out so he can lap at your cunt sloppily. He’s a mess already, your slick running down his mouth into his beard and some even sticking to his nose. You feel it all, he knows it, but he wonders if you are dreaming of something, of him maybe? He’s between your legs often, he wouldn’t doubt you would see him in your dreams at this point. He keeps eating you out like a starved man, he knows you are finally awake when one of your thighs sits on his shoulder and the shuffling of pillows is heard. He doesn’t stop, if anything he goes even rougher with your slurred moans of his name and curses slipping out of your mouth. Dipping his tongue into you as his nose bump into your clit is what sends your cunt fluttering around nothing, so close to cumming. Hands clenching the pillow behind your head, you roll your hips into his mouth. So he picks up the pace and continues until you are falling apart at the tip of his tongue with your thighs trembling. He finally comes up for the first time since he went down on you, “‘Morning sweetheart,” he licks around his mouth to eat up some of the slick that has gathered on his face and beard. You just lean your head back into the pillows. This man is going to be the death of you with orgasms like those. 

In Public

This is supposed to be a dinner with his and your friends. Porco, Peick, Colt, Reiner, and you and Zeke sitting at one table at this decently nice restaurant, eating and laughing at bullshit jokes and memories. But no. Zeke just had to let his horny brain take over, his hand rubbing up and down your thigh under the table, displacing the napkin you put there at the start of dinner. You send him a look that says ‘get your hands off me you horny monkey’ but he just sends you a smirk, hand making its way to your inner thigh as Porco talks about- Ah, you can’t remember but you’re nodding and smiling at him anyways. You all have finished eating, now just enjoying some drinks and with a bit of alcohol flowing through Zeke, well, it’s not that he gets horny. He’s horny all the time, it is just when he has some alcohol he doesn’t want to hide it, or he can’t, you don’t know which. You take a sip of your drink while the tip of his finger runs over the seem of your panties under your skirt, causing you to freeze a bit. “Huh, you okay?” Porco steals your attention for a minute, so you respond with a sweet smile. 

“I’m fine! I’m just gonna go to the bathroom for a minute,” Zeke is still smirking at your reaction. You know he is going to follow you but it’s better to be felt up in the bathroom than in front of your friends. Tugging your skirt back down while you slide out of the booth proves to be a struggle but you succeed and make your way to the bathroom. 

You see Zeke mention something from your place near the bathroom door as he slides out the booth as well. Ah, this is a multiple stall bathroom, that hopefully won’t be too hindering. From what you can see the bathroom is empty. You are looking in the mirror when you hear the door open and close, locked with a small click. He comes behind you in the mirror, glasses glinting in the bathroom light, grasping at your hips roughly. “Seriously Zeke, can you ever keep your hands to yourself?” That makes him giggle, his chest against your back. “Why should I? I have such a beautiful wife, she just sits there so pretty all the time like she’s begging to be touched.” You roll your eyes, but it’s not like his touches aren’t doing anything, you can already feel a little pool in your panties caused by his rough touches and strokes. His hands wrapped around your waist as he gropes up your body to your chest, little gasps being pulled from you. His eyes are staring at you from the mirror, burning holes into you until you make eye contact. Then, he quickly flips you around, coaxing you to sit on the counter between the two sinks. “Seriously, here?” His actions have you gasping at the audacity but he’s done worse, why should you be surprised now? 

“Yes. Right here. I want your pussy on my face now.” He’s determined to eat you out, so you let out a small ‘fine’ as you sit on the counter and throw your thighs over his shoulders, skirt gathered against the tops of your thighs. His tongue laps and drags over your panties, especially over the dark spots, before pushing them to the side, letting his tongue mix into the slick you’ve been producing. He lets out a groan at the taste of you. Your heels are digging into his back as he sets a rough pace into licking you, it hurts but you know he doesn’t mind, maybe even likes it. He could make you cum with just his tongue, he knows it but it takes too long and his friends will be too worried for their own good, so he’ll add his fingers into the mix. When he does sink two thick calloused fingers into you, it makes you lean back and slump against the mirror in pleasure. He curls his fingers each time he sends his tongue over your clit, “fuck, you taste so good.” You’re trying to bite the back of your hand as you brace yourself against the mirror, if you moan too loud- you don’t want to think of the consequences right now. 

In fact, you can barely think with how he is curling his fingers into you, both his tongue and fingers merciless working on your cunt. He keeps going and going, so steady in his pace, even when your hole clenches around him sporadically, the build of of tension and the risk all send you closer over the edge. Your thighs tighten around his head one more time in your release. He keeps lapping until you bop the top of his head. “Stop it you horny monkey, I can’t keep going right now and it’s been long enough.” He pulls back with a sad look, like a kicked puppy as he licks his fingers clean. He adjusts his shirt and goes to turn to the door before you grasp at his sleeve, your skin is hot and you’re giving him an embarrassed look, “Clean off your face, for gods sake.” He sends you another sadistic smirk before he leans over the sink to wash his face a bit. He would go out there with no shame with your cunt juices dripping from his beard but he’ll save that for another day perhaps. You adjust your skirt and panties, taking a paper towel to dab at the wetness between your thighs before throwing them away. You let Zeke finish cleaning his beard with a kiss on his shoulder before going back to join your friends at the table. 

They are all getting redder by the minute based off the influence of alcohol, Porco gives you a curious look to ask if you’re okay and you send him another smile. Finally, Zeke makes his way back from the bathroom to the table, sliding in next to you, nudging your arm a bit with a nerdy smile. Peick is smiling, “Hey Zeke, mind telling us why your beard is wet?” Oh, she knows, and now Reiner is perked up and blushing crimson looking between the two of you. It isn’t really clicking with Porco and Colt but by the time they both get home they’ll get it. Reiner nudges Peick to make her be quiet which is sweet of him considering you are trying to hide in your drink glass while Zeke does nothing but smirk. 

Punishment

Zeke left fucking beard burn on your inner thighs from eating you out. Him not touching you for a week is punishment but it is also to let your thighs heal because ouch. He knows, he understands, but that doesn’t stop him from whining at you and complaining about how you are neglecting him. You can’t walk properly because of him, and not in a fun way. You would have preferred he blow your back out to not walk properly not leave a weird fucking rash on your inner thighs because of his beard. Finally though, it’s healed, and the last day of his punishment is up when he comes back from work. He feels deprived, he hasn’t been able to eat your pussy all week and it’s like a caffeine withdrawal. When he gets home he throws off his coat dramatically and plops onto the couch, face down on your lap. He is mumbling into your lap, “please for the love of god, sit on my face.” It has you laughing but you’ve missed him too, your body has gotten used to his tongue on you all the time. He’s pulling at your skirt impatiently to climb over his face on the couch. You give him a sweet kiss on his lips as a ‘welcome home’ before situating your thighs at either side of his face. 

“No panties? Are you trying to kill me? Filthy minx.” What can you say? You knew he would come home like this so you were prepared but its not like you can tell him that as he’s sucking your labia into his mouth and tonguing over your clit. His hands are grabbing your hips and pushing them down on his face so he can have more access to your cunt. He’ll be careful and make sure his beard avoids scrapping against your thighs, he doesn’t want to ever go a week without your cunt ever again. Going a week without cumming is weird for your body, tension only building and now you are going to cum too quickly. But he’s a fucking beast, feral, eating your pussy out like it’s his last meal on earth. You’ve never been brought so close so quickly, it has you pulling at his hair, “Zeke, fuck-” Cue onslaught of moans spilling from your mouth as you cum into his. But he keeps going even after you cum and your thighs are shaking around his head, he’s savoring this. And he is not going to stop until he has his fill. 

After Fucking 

His thrusts are jostling you against against the sheets, your hips slapping against his in a dirty rhythm, his blunt nails digging into the fat of your hips. It’s turning your brain into cotton, fuzzy and floating as the curve of his cock hits the ridges of your walls so deliciously. You’re so close to cumming on his dick, it fills you out just right and he knows how to use it. To ruin you, it only takes a few calculated thrusts and dirty talk, he’s memorized what’s made you tick over the years. “C’mon, don’t you want to be good and cum for me? It’s pathetic how quick you are to cum on my dick like this.” He’s contradicting himself a bit but it makes your hole flutter nonetheless. Your tight walls are close to making him cum too, you only get tighter the closer you get, contracting around him as he thrusts in and out of your wet cunt. The sounds are sloppy and wet, skin smacking echoing off the wooden walls and back into his ears. Your moans are debauched and his join yours, though at a much lower volume. Your knees digging into the bed, face hitting the sheets, you thrusts back into him, spreading you legs a little wider to accept him deeper into you.

“Fuck,” he brings his hand down to smack your ass, “whore, you want me deep as possible in your pussy so I can fuc-kin’ breed the shit out of you, is that it?” Your nails dig into the sheets as he continues his pace, you don’t need to answer, he can feel your cunt tighten around him as he continues his rough pace. After a few deep thrusts you are cumming with a keening whine around his cock, leaving a ring of translucent white at the base. He leans over your back to push your shoulders deeper into the bed as he fucked you, “You’re so good, cumming around my cock like this. Being such a good cocksleeve for me, a good breeding whore for me, shit-” He leaves sloppy wet kisses against your neck which contrast to his deep thrusts into you. One more, and he fills you up, deep, staying inside for a minute while he leaves small kisses on your back. He leaves a small whispered “love you” against your shoulder as he sits back on his haunches. Keeping your hips steady with the strength of one of his arms as he watches your cunt clench around nothing, slowly his cum peaking out before sliding down to your clit. You can hear him whisper out curses as he watches, you would scold him but you’re tired and fuzzy after a wonderful orgasm, you’ll let him have his fun for now but that doesn’t stop the embarrassment from kicking in. Your pussy is puffy and a little swollen from the abuse of his dick, and your slick smeared all over your folds, even cuter now his is cum is accenting it. 

Ah, he can’t help himself, you look delicious.

So he leans forward and wraps his lips around whatever he can reach around your cunt, sucking his cum into his mouth and holding it. He keeps lapping at your cunt even though you are gasping from overstimulation, really it’s too much and your head is still fuzzy from your orgasm. All the cum he gathers in his mouth he attempts to push back into your hole, even when it flutters and rejects it, pushing it back out again. It’s an interesting flavor, kind of gross but the actions he is doing plus the flavor of your slick make it better, hotter. Eventually he gives up on trying to push his cum back into with his tongue and holds it in his mouth to lean over you once again. Him pushing his own cum into your mouth is shocking, locking you into a make-out session with a sloppy mixture of his cum, your juices, and spit running down both your chins. Passing the cum between the two of you, you finally swallow some to get rid of it, looking at him with wide eyes as he smirks down at you, “one more time?” Fuck, how can you refuse after that? You are all hot and bothered again, “Yes please.” He wipes up some of the mixture dripping down his chin with his thumb and presses it into your mouth as you obediently wrap your lips around his thumb. “Good girl.”

𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤 <3

//: 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

[lunaastoir]

fluff/relationships w the mondstadt crew

characters included: diluc, kaeya, and jean

gn! reader as always <3

tw: fluff??? domesticity??? crack??? ideal relationships w people who will never be real??? also mentions of alcohol!

an: so i’m back w a sequel to my “fluff/relationships w the liyue crew” since you guys seemed to really like it <3 thank you my heart is literally melting 😩 this post was getting too long so i excluded some of the characters but expect a part. 2 (more like part 3 but part 2 to the mondstadt version)! 

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diluc

man. this MAN.

that’s it, that’s the headcanon. 

he would literally be the most doting lover in the softest ways

SUCH a soft romantic like you thought you knew love??? nah this man will show you what love is

will constantly leave you things around the winery to convey his silent thank you’s and appreciation for you putting up with him being busy for most of the day

it’s always the most thoughtful things ever too like-

you mentioned how nice it would be to have some fresh lemonade with the hotter weather outside but it was too late in the day to actually go to the market in search of fresh lemons 

the next day you walked downstairs only to be greeted with a pitcher of cool lemonade with a side of lemon bars

there was a note attached to the handle of the pitcher <3 

“i recall you mentioning how lemonade would be perfect for the warmer weather so i decided to make some for you this morning. i hope it’s still cool by the time you drink it. love, d” 

pls sir your hand in marriage

he secretly loves it when you usher him to bed after waking up in the dead of night to see him working by candlelight on reports 

soft hands on his cheeks gently whispering about how, it’s been far too long and come to bed, darling and there will be time for this in the morning

his protests are light given the dark purple hues under his crimson eyes but he’ll still make a little fuss 

don’t let this man fool you tho he’s so so touched that you care enough to check up on him and drag him to bed!!

sometimes on the days he has a bit more free time, the two of you will quickly grab your dinners and race to the highest spot in the winery to watch the setting sun

these moments are always filled with laughter, something you’ve found you’re easily able to pull out of diluc, simply because it’s you 

uncontrollable sobbing

he would let you paint his nails black like the angsty man he is 

frankly he would let you do anything to him if it makes you happy <3 

ok but wait diluc w bLACK NAILS?? AND RINGS??? i would die on the spot ⚰️

on the topic of makeup, this man is surprisingly really good w it 

i like to think he learned after practicing on kaeya when they were younger bc kaeya was really into makeup

you found out after babysitting klee one day and trying failing to draw eyeliner on the sweet girl after her “big brother ‘bedo!”

you hastily grabbed some wipes, gently wiping off the messed up design before attempting to dive back in 

diluc however, had some down time so he decided to check up on his favorite chaotic duo 

only to be met with a pile of dirtied makeup wipes, your frustrated expression, and klee’s growing jitteriness 

swiftly moving to your side, he quietly asked if you needed help 

you glanced up quizzically before handing him the eyeliner, already looking around to find more makeup wipes when this inevitably goes wrong 

to your utter surprise tho the eyeliner is perfect??? two perfect winged lines??? in less than a minute??? WHAT

you just stood there like 😦 before diluc got back up and handed you the eyeliner 

you were short-circuiting, klee was ecstatic, diluc was worried about you 

ok last thing abt diluc 

crack! warning but the both of you like lowkey pranking kaeya 

for diluc it’s revenge on his annoying brother; for you it’s good - natured sibling rivalry fun 

every time the two of you see kaeya, one of you always swipes something of his 

small things really, it could be a pen or a handkerchief

one time, diluc swiped kaeya’s spare eyepatch and from the looks of it, kaeya’s only spare black eyepatch bc he was frantically looking for it yk he’s desperate when he even asked diluc if he saw it

the two of you spent an hour nearly laughing your asses off 

all in all, life w him is so sweet 

kaeya

pretty boy? pretty boy. 

while i can’t guarantee stability, life would never be boring w this man that’s for sure

piggy back rides 🗣 piggy back rides 🗣 piggy back rides 

he LOVES it, the feel of you on his back while he’s walking around mondstadt most likely carrying you to your commission 

he finds it comforting especially since he can hear the rumble of your voice against him while you recount stories, or just babble on about everything under the sun 

he is SO dramatic so obviously when y’all reach the site of the commission he has to kill all the monsters even tho the both of you agreed to split it up evenly 

he makes quick work of his set before stealing some of yours much to your chagrin 

you scold him but can you really be mad at him when he looks drop dead gorgeous freezing the hilichurls the answer is no, no you cannot be

oh my god ok wait-

he does this thing where he tries to spook you in public 

so say you’re getting groceries at the mondstadt general store

you round the corner just minding your own business, looking around, taking in the sunshine 

and suddenly you just hear someone drop in behind you but before you can register anything you hear a soft “boo” and hands circle your waist 

you jump SIKE let’s be honest you shrieked 

meanwhile kaeya’s just laughing his ass off 

you can hear his rich peals of laughter while you attempt to regain your bearings 

he does this so often you SHOULD be used to it but you really aren’t bc mans is SNEAKY-

he cards his fingers in your hair whenever you’re speaking 

he doesn’t know why, it’s just a cute habit and he finds the feel of his fingers in your hair soothing

oH on the topic of comfort, kaeya really likes resting two fingers on the back of your neck???

ik he seems like the type to throw his arm around your shoulder which yes he totally is but during more serious conversations his hand automatically seeks out the warmth of your neck 

your neck feels amazing especially during the warmer months due to his chilly fingers contrasting with your warm skin  

he likes that he’s able to access such a vulnerable part of you and you would willingly let him 

HE GETS YOU MATCHING OUTFITS

no i will NOT take criticism on this i just kNOW he’s that type of guy

it would be those stupid “i’m his” and “they’re mine” sweatshirts like BYE 

it’s so cringy but for some reason it’s oddly adorable and you truly despise it but you can’t seem to say no whenever he asks 

you pretend to ignore the look of pity diluc throws your way whenever he sees you like this

kaeya really loves accessories so i think he would be the type to give you a promise ring or something similar to show that he truly does care for you 

he would brush it off, flirting a little like usual before handing you the ring 

with the way his cheeks softly darken though, you know he’s being genuine 

TICKLE FIGHTS ik i mentioned this for childe but shhhh

he has tickle fingers??? his hands just loOK like they’re itching to tickle someone so you’ll most likely be the unfortunate victim 

he will not show you mercy. at all. he’ll tickle you until there are tears streaming from your eyes, your face is hot, and your voice is hoarse from laughing so damn hard 

it gives him such a rush of serotonin its SO CUTE 

i feel like this goes without saying but he’s super into pda,,, anything and everything is on the table 

hand holding? duh. ass grabs? ofc. carrying you bridal style around mondstadt? why not 

ik he’s typically very playful but once the relationship reaches a certain stage, he’ll slowly start to let down the walls that surround his facade 

very very slowly show you the more realistic parts of him 

the real, damaged pieces of his soul 

he’ll be carefully monitoring your reaction though, any sign of fear or disgust will have him recoiling within himself again and you most likely will never see his true nature ever again 

SO BE CAREFUL 👹

once you’ve seen the parts of him he’s offered to you, the hushed whispers of his past, and the uncertain lines of his future, he will take off his eyepatch 

pretends like he’s not super nervous but he’s SWEATING- 

the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen though hands down 

you can understand why he covers it up but you would like it if he felt comfortable enough to take off the eyepatch occasionally when he’s with you 

also!!! sleeps with his eyepatch side facing you (in the event he wears it to bed) 

if this happens you KNOW he trusts you bc it’s his blindside <3 

anyways life w kaeya will never be boring but he is a very complicated man 

stay with him though, i promise it’ll be worth it 

jean

the key to jean’s heart is coffee and food 

GET HER COFFEE AND FOOD

i am begging you she deserves it 😭

the poor woman works so hard bc the knights are so mf understaffed, this is literally the best way you can ever show her your love and appreciation when she has work

she will MELT if you have a hot shower and dinner waiting for her when she inevitably returns later than she promised

will completely refuse at first with, “you did not have to do this, it’s too much” but shush her as you shOULD bc she deserves the entire world 

she’s the definition of “you do something for me, i’ll return the favor ten times grander”

you leave a flower on her desk bc it reminded you of her??? you’ll wake up to find a whole bouquet of the prettiest windwheel asters you’ve ever seen the next morning along with a thank you note

she’s so sweet BYE

she gets flustered extremely easily so you obviously use this as an opportunity to tease her 

when you’re in public rest your hand on her waist and inch it higher until your hand is underneath her shirt and in contact with her warm skin 

she’ll actually short-circuit its quite adorable 

sometimes y’all will be cuddling and you’ll hear whispers of her insecurities 

“am i a good grand master? will i ever be as valiant as vanessa?”

reassure her!!! tell her that she doesn’t need to be like vanessa, she’s already amazing as jean 

if you haven’t seen her in awhile, track her down and schedule a lunch date 

she never misses appointments and if it’s for you, she’ll gladly make time to see you even if she has to stay up even later than usual 

OH-

GIVE HER MASSAGES 

she has so much tension and the sorest muscles from hunching over papers and running around on errands 

if you sneak into her office and quietly stand behind her before gently pushing down on the sore tendons of her neck, she’ll genuinely fall over on her desk 

so make sure you steady her 😀

after you feel how tight her muscles are though, you drag her to barbara bc she needs a healer asap 😭

while most of your time is spent in her office - you helping out in the ways you can while jean is overseeing knight duties - you still have your fair share of life outside of the favonius headquarters

jean never likes to sit still so whenever you have free time, the both of you head off looking for monsters to clear

bouken da bouken???

adventuring w jean is seriously the funnest thing you could ever do 

it’s just non-stop you accidentally getting into trouble and her having to come help you 

even tho the both of you are dead tired after fighting, what? 20 hilichurl camps now??? the laughter and joy in your eyes shows how you both truly loved every minute of it

it’s both a stress reliever, good fun, and a work-out <3

you’re definitely prone to getting dragged to angel’s share w kaeya 

kaeya and jean sometimes hang out after work at the tavern so inevitably you’re dragged along too 

all three of you are drunk out of your minds which just makes everything a MILLION times funnier 

kaeya slurring over his words makes the two of you start cackling endlessly while diluc just shakes his head making sure to not give you more wine despite your pleas 

angel’s share ft. kaeya and bartender diluc are always the best times fr fr 

life with her literally feels like y’all are married 

so much domesticity it’s so NICE ALJDKSFH

your house is always so clean and the color scheme is impeccable bc jean has such a good eye 

you have a chore schedule 😎 but it almost never works out bc jean ends up doing everything without you knowing- 

you always confront her abt it and she’s like 😁 “i had some time so i did them! no worries tho” like i- time??? where bitc-

oH- she has amazing style so you can bet shopping w her is literally the best experience 

she takes you to all of the hidden gems some places lisa recommended and helps you pick out things 

will 100% get really blushy if you come out in something and ask her for her opinion tho she’s literally the cutest

basically jean is a sweet girl who deserves the entirety of teyvat that is all. 

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