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#mango’s art#hades game#hypnos hades#artists on tumblr#I was hating this drawing for a while while working on it but I like it now#this is the fifth time I’ve drawn him and I feel like it’s the best#I dunno I think he’s hard to draw… can’t ever get him quite right#I mean I don’t think this is perfect but it looks enough like him for me to post it haha#he is babygirl never let anyone tell you otherwise
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STRAY KIDS MEMBERS IF THEY GOT WALKED IN ON DURING SEX
Bang Chan:
He had a rough day and what always helped him was his dick in between your walls, or titties. But he was more of an ass loving boy so I think you can already guess what he picked. "Oh fuck y/n~" He moaned throwing his head back. You grabbed the sheets as he railed you from the back. "Yes Chan fuck!" You moaned. "Yeah you like that babygirl? Hm?" He asked grabbing your hair. You both were about to cum when Changbin walked in. "Changbin?!" Chan said covering your nakedness. "Oh sorry Hyung. Have you seen my phone?" He asked. "It's on the kitchen counter." He said gritting his teeth. "Now get out!" He yelled. Changbin left the room laughing.
Minho:
You and Lee Know always had sex. Every time you got the chance at least. You and him never actually got caught though. It was late at night and you both were having a good time. (Btw he's going from the front). "Ahh Minho fuck!" You moaned. He leaned down to kiss you while still thrusting. "Yes y/n fuck." He moaned against your lips. He stood back up straight and continued thrusting harder. "F-Fuck I'm gonna cum!" You moaned as your nails pierced his back. "Me too baby." He said, as the door opened. It was Hyunjin. "Holy shit! HYUNJIN!" He yelled from the top of his lungs covering you up. "S-Sorry Hyung! Chan wanted to know- GET OUT!" Lee know interrupted. Hyunjin left the room with closing the door and his cheeks burning red.
Changbin:
He was leaving for tour that day and he wanted to "fuck-you-goodbye." "Yes baby god damn." He moaned as you rode him. You bounced at a decent pace until Changbin grabbed your waist and made you go faster. "Changbin! T-Too fast!" You moaned. He slapped your ass letting you know who was in charge. "Baby, I-I'm close." He moaned rolling his eyes. "Me too!" You moaned. All of a sudden, the door opened and you heard changbin yell. "CHAN WHAT THE FUCK MAN?!" He yelled covering your tits. "S-Sorry! I was just wanting to know if you are ready to go?" Chan asked covering his eyes. "OBVIOUSLY NOT! NOW GO!" Changbin said pointing towards the door. "Yes right sorry bin." He said leaving.
Hyunjin:
You and Hyunjin were in the shower fucking as loudly as possible because you thought no one was home at the moment. "F-Fuck!" You moaned. "You're mine. All fucking mine. Don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise. Understand?" He said as your body pressed against the cold glass. "Yes Hyunjin-mmh!" You moaned. "Daddy?" He said slapping your ass. "Yes D-Daddy!" You moaned louder. A few moments later, you heard the door open and Hyunjin snatched you from glass. It was Seungmin. "God damn what is it now?!" Hyunjin yelled. "Sorry Hyung! I heard y/n screaming and I thought she was hurt!" He said covering his eyes. "I-I'll leave now." He said shutting the door.
Jisung:
You and Han weren't very horny people and when you fucked it was pure heaven for both of you. Han always fucked you from the front because he loved to see you're facial expressions of pleasure. "Oh Hannie~ Fuck right there!" You moaned covering your face. " Uh-uh baby. Let daddy see that pretty face." He said removing your hands. He began thrusting again until the door busted open. "HEY HAN-oh." Felix said standing at the door frame. "What you wanna join or something?" He said crossing his arms. "N-No dude that's weird..." He said trying not to look at you. "THEN GO!" He said pointing towards the hallway. "Yeah you’re right." He said scratching his head and leaving.
Felix:
Felix was a very horny boy and you're sexiness never really helped. So here you were riding Felix in the middle of the night being as quiet as possible. "Mhm yes y/n." He said as you rode him out. He would grope on your ass, thighs, boobs just to hear you moan. "Fuck I'm close.~" You moaned trying to keep quiet. "Me too babygi"- But before Felix could finish Lee Know walked in. "Oh fuck." Felix whispered and sat up to cover your naked body. "I know you're in the middle of something, but I seriously need you guys to chill with the bed. It's creaking and banging against the wall and also it's annoying the shit out of me. So it would mean a lot to me if you could calm the fuck down." He said rubbing his eyes. "Uhm okay, sorry Hyung..." He said awkwardly. “Damn." He mumbles leaving the room and shutting the door.
Seungmin:
You had been teasing him all day couldn't control himself. He finally took you home and began fucking you from behind on the couch. The rest of the boys were supposed to be at practice or something but regardless, it didn't matter to him. As long as they weren't in the house at the time. "Ah Seungmin your so fast." You said grabbing the arm of the chair. "Shut up. Your such a bratty slut. MY bratty slut." He said grabbing your hair and slapping your ass. Just as he was about to cum in you, Jeongin walked through the front door seeing Seungmin grabbing your hair and you with a red face. "Oh please have some decency and go to your room!" He said covering his eyes and running up the room. "Good afternoon to you too Innie!" Seungmin yelled.
Jeongin:
Jeongin was punishing you for teasing him at dinner that day so instead of his dick, he pushed a dildo in and out of you. Every time you came he would give you a few minutes on his cock. "Fuck Jeongin right there!" You moaned. "Mhm yeah baby you like that? You like when I put this too small dildo in you making you cum anyways?" He said teasing you. You had came again and Jeongin was about to let you on his cock when Han walked in. "Do you bitches ever fucking knock?!" He yelled at Han. "Sorry damn. Anyways I'll be leaving..." He said walking out of the room. "SHUT THE DOOR DUMBASS!" He yelled in annoyance. "I got it." Lee know said shutting the door.
THE ASK BOX IS OPEN AGAIN YAY ! :D
#lee know#stray kids imagines#stray kids smut#changbin#hyunjin#kpop smut#stray kids#bang chan#bang chan smut#han jisung#lee felix#seungmin#jeongin#lee felix smut#lee know smut#changbin smut#hyunjin smut#han jisung smut#seungmin smut#jeongin smut#jyp stray kids#stray kids stays#kpop imagines#kpop 2023#kpop smuts
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YOU. give me your jonah magnus headcanons
oh FUCK yes.
let me preface this by saying I could talk about this piece of shit for HOURS. also these range from completely random trivia things to silly to oddly specific. also I may have projected a bit too much but oh well, that's what fictional babygirls are for
- I'm a trans Jonah truther. but also he'd been going exclusively by he/him pretty much his whole life until someone in the middle of an argument called him "it" and he had one of those "wait am I even a person" moments and since then he does not know wtf he is. is he a man? is he a thing? is he a creature? is he a concept? none of the above? all of the avobe? who knows. not even the Eye knows what's going on with that.
- he grew up on the outskirts of Edinburgh, and he has very mixed feelings about it. like on one hand he did not like it and was overjoyed to leave, but on the other that is his home and you will not disrespect it. to this day if anyone talks shit about Edinburgh or Scotland in general he has to stop himself from acting bothered about it.
- I'm sorry but I can smell his daddy/mommy issues from MILES away (he has both).
- he used to be super self-conscious. the "shit they're all staring at me but I need to pretend to be confident and respectable so fuck it" sort of way.
- he was especially insecure about his freckles. he was convinced they made him look like a little kid (which is not true, freckles are gorgeous and fuck anyone who thinks otherwise).
- he's always had a huge staring problem. and he originally had really big eyes so if anyone caught his interest they'd just be doing their thing and then turn around and catch him like 👁️_👁️.
- also he was always that kid that asked too many questions, especially regarding god (another thing I can smell from miles away is the religious trauma).
- he was born on november 13th 1787 (a tuesday the 13th, which in some cultures is believed to be a bad luck day, like friday the 13th) and officially founded the Institute on his 31st birthday (november 13th 1818, a friday the 13th).
- he has a collection of lover's eyes gifted by his many boyfriends acquaintances. he's got them all in a little box at his place and he remembers the exact moment each was gifted to him.
- I'm not going to get into how I imagine the time between when Barnabas got chucked into the Lonely and when he went to get his bones (it would take far too long) but this bitch was Not Having A Good Time. those broken glasses and torn pages Barny mentioned in his last letter? all him baby.
- also after Barnabas died he had a period of a couple weeks where he did not speak. not one word. he looked completely normal otherwise but people did notice. after that he just acted like nothing had happened and pretended to be clueless when people asked him about it.
- speaking of Barnabas's bones, he got a quill made of the bones in the ring finger of his left hand. he never uses it (no occasion is special enough) but he takes it with him any time he leaves the Institute for longer than a day (he couldn't take it with him to jail though :( ).
- speaking of leaving the Institute, he travels surprisingly rarely. it's not that he doesn't like traveling or that he can't afford it, he simply doesn't do it.
- Jonathan Fanshawe's last letter hurt him far more than he expected, and so did Albrecht's death. he thought he wouldn't feel much after Barny's death but that shit hit him.
- his eyesight gets worse every time he gets a new body. as Elias his glasses are so thick it's almost comical.
- he loves fluffy blankets with a PASSION.
-but he despises fluffy sweaters. he cannot wear them.
- he also loves pillows, cushions etc. he has at least 10 in his bed.
- you can't tell me his egotistical ass doesn't spend AT LEAST 2 hours getting ready every day (and 50% of that time he spends just staring at himself, checking that every minute detail is absolutely perfect).
- he's a raging hypochondriac. this man (gender neutral) will sneeze once and he's already thinking about his next body.
- his favorite cake flavour is red velvet. also black forest cake reminds him of Albrecht.
- as much as I like the joke of Jonah being the Lukases communal bootycall, he actually despises most of that family.
- aside from his long list of "acquaintances", he did have a super short fling with Simon Fairchild. Simon still jokes about it to this day and Jonah hates him for it.
- when he's angry or under a lot of stress he'll just stop blinking. like he usually doesn't blink as often as The Average Human, but if he's mad he'll just stop entirely. this started happening after the failed Watcher's Crown, but he didn't notice it until one time Gertrude pointed it out (that was a fun conversation, I might write something about this eventually).
- sometimes he'll forget or just not feel like doing normal bodily functions like eating or sleeping, and when he remembers that he has to in order to, you know, function, he gets so mad about it (why are human bodies so high maintenance and so unreliable at the same time istg).
- he used to be a sacredy cat. not anymore because he can See when people are close to him, but if you were to come up behind him to scare him back in the day he would leap.
- he has an odd fondness for amaranth flowers. I doubt he's a plant person but he likes those a lot (and tbh now that I think about it the mental image of plant mom Jonah makes me very soft. he'd tell the plants his Evil Plans and shit).
this is all I could think of off the top of my head but I'll probably add more as time goes by. I loved finally listing my headcanons for this little fucker so thanks for giving me the chance lol
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Dating JJ would include...
-JJ’s love language is physical affection and you can not tell me otherwise (maybe with a mix of words of affirmation)
-He holds your hands, traces shapes on your bare skin, hugs you from behind while on the boat and the breeze blows against you lightly, attempts to braid your hair as Kie instructs him, if one of you guys are sitting next to each other but can’t hold hands he’ll keep your guys’ knees close so he can still feel your touch
-JJ is a cheeky man and part of that physical affection includes slapping your ass whenever you walk in front of him
-Hear me out, JJ is the best and the worst with pet names. All day long he can roll out baby girl,sweetheart, and babe (proceeded with a very strung out and pouting “Babeeeeeee”)
-”Awww, come here, babygirl”
-”Sweetheart, I’m not going anywhere, I promise”
-”Damn, babe, looking good in my clothes”
-But do not think he won’t also call you bro, dude, or man at any given point two seconds after calling you a cute name
-”Seriously, man?”
-”Bro, stop touching me! Your hands are cold as fuck”
-”Dude, you will never believe what I saw today”
-speaking of which, JJ owns the phrase “THAT’S MY GIRL”
-late-night talks in the hammock admiring the starlit sky
-if anyone even breathes wrong in your direction its ON SIGHT For this protective boy
-JJ would 100% start little arguments just to see you get riled up and defend your stance
-Followed with him kissing you and telling you to relax, he was just messing with you because he thinks it’s hot when you get worked up
-When things are bad with his dad, he would leave for a few days at a time, which leaves you worried sick because JJ sucks at texting back
-But he doesn’t want you to see him like that so he says he just needs some space
-when he finally does come back you give him all the love in the world and he doesn’t try to fight any of it
-okay I’ve never smoked but I really want JJ to teach me so imagine him rolling a blunt for you and instructing you through the whole process and making sure to stop you before you do too much or hyping you up when you finally don’t cough while taking a drag
-Seeing who can ride out a wave the longest when surfing
-Playing on opposite sides of beer pong because you two are competitive against each other
-Although you and JJ usually get drunk together, on the rare occasion that he doesn’t get drunk and you do, he is right there next to you to help you get home and in bed clean and safe.
-JJ trusts you around guys, it’s the guys he doesn’t trust and we know he wouldn’t let it slide if a guy were hitting on you
-imagine Kie teaching him how to make string bracelets and him making matching ones for the two of you and he plays it off as a joke but he’s so relieved when you actually love and wear it
-one time you two had a date on a boat but you both ended up cuddling and falling asleep almost all day and when John B found you two near the marsh you two were BURNT
-speaking of dates, can we just imagine sitting on the beach together with feets close to where the waves are coming up and you finding a seashell wash up and then 10 minutes later you guys are both on a hunt to find the most shells and then laying them all out on the beach to make a big heart
-JJ is a top but is always down to be the little spoon
#jj maybank#jj maybank headcanons#outerbanks#obx#outerbanks imagine#jj maybank imagine#jj maybank fic#outerbanks headcanons.#rudy pankow#jj x reader#jj maybank x reader
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Trigun Book Club! Maybe Wolfwood will show up in today's reading....
Archive
Trigun Volume 1: Covers + 1-3, 3 Detailed Thoughts, 4, 4 DT, 5-6, 5-6 + DT, 6 DT, 7-8, 9-10
Trigun Volume 2: Covers + Extras, 1, 1 Supplemental Research
Stream-of-consciousness thoughts for Trigun Vol. 2, Chapters 2-4 below.
Chapter 2: Diablo
Ok, Legato Bluesummers is a HUGE problem child, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE his character design. This guy would adore goth fashion.
I wonder who's decided Vash deserves this particular hell. Also, it's noteworthy that the fact that they're sending TWELVE assassins after him (presumably one at a time) suggests they expect at least the first few to fail.
"Anyone in their right mind would keep that man locked up!" Hahahahahahahaha, try it.
Ugh, poor Vash.... He looks so sad and angry... and a bit scary. I'm worried for him.
It would be absolutely understandable if his feelings here were toward the humans unjustly locking him up, but the text goes on to let us know that the primary thing on his mind... the source of all his feelings right now... is Knives.
Flashback time!
Ohhhh, this is a place where '98 hard deviated, but Stampede stayed the course. '98 had Vash, Knives, and Rem running around with a handful of other characters back then, but here, it's just them.
Honestly, I feel like this panel is hitting on more story themes than are immediately apparent.
How sad that loneliness drove her to join Project Seeds. Sad, but understandable.
Oh, Vash, babygirl. Someone hug him.
You know, there's another character who wears an outfit that looks very similar to this in present day. And it's not Vash.
Full-on mom mode here in telling them what to do.
Vash looks older in this scene than he did in either anime adaptation.
Obscuring Knives's face. Smart. Can't see too much of him until it's Time.
TBH, Knives's argument here feels like justification after the fact. Like he needs a reason for everything that just happened to be right despite any elements of it going sideways.
For a pacifist, he sure can rock some serious murderface.
The ease with which he flips from murderface to softboi face is a bit disturbing.
He says this, but babygirl here looks SO TIRED. Whether or not he believes what he's saying, I think he really needs their kindness right now.
I don't know what Milly is trying to say/do here, but I wish her the best!
I just want to note that knowing my kana has made the sound effects a LOT more fun for me than they'd be otherwise.
Mmmmmm, something tells me Vash is likely to be out of there before morning. It might be this big guy who just showed up and opened fire, it might not. Who can say?
Oh, honey. Vash is NEVER unarmed. Even when he's literally missing an arm.
Hi, Monev! Thank you for introducing yourself to the class! You can sit down now. There's an empty seat right over there.
Yeah, the LAST thing Vash needs is to be trying to protect some bystanders against anyone making this level of posturing.
Good question, Monev. I don't think Vash is quite sure what he's up against, but he's clearly not going to underestimate you or take any chances. Not after meeting Legato.
Goshdarnit, the girls are still here.
Yeah, this could get messy.
I feel like Meryl taking a hit here was kind of nodded to in Stampede, where she also rushed in against Monev and nearly got herself killed.
See? Gun arm. Vash is never unarmed.
Annnd he's no longer chained down, either.
Not sure what's going on here, but I doubt it will be good for the building.
Yep. Sayonara, windows. We barely knew thee.
What's wrong, Monev? Looks like you might have bit off more than you can chew.
Oh, man. This end panel, though. Current favorite Vash murder pose.
Something something Hellsing something Alucard something aesthetic inspiration.
Chapter 3: Fragile
(The title makes me think of this song.)
Oof, little Meryl. I'm glad Milly's taking care of her.
I wish it was apparent who was thinking they can't let Vash go. I'm guessing it's Meryl, but that's based on metagame knowledge.
Iconic Vash pose.
Oof, goodbye, buildings. May you meet up with the windows from the previous chapter in whatever afterlife architecture ends up in.
Ok, this pause, though. This deliberate pause. The way the panels move from Vash shouting as loud as he can, to this almost peaceful pose of his back with the "ooooo" hum being the only indication of movement as he looks at a literal wall, to the GIANT SWISS CHEESE EXPLOSION. That's such a good build.
Ahhhh, and then this show of him focusing on the next page. People are getting shot, the world is exploding, and his gun is PERFECTLY LEVEL, his eyes are open. He's watching and waiting like a freaking ambush predator.
Aaaand he's injured. Darnit.
BUT HE MADE THE SHOT. TWICE. And Monev knows it.
Milly, still trying to help. <3
Heh, Vash might have lost the arm, but he didn't lose the arm. Hahahahahahahaha
Babygirl, remember the lesson you were trying to impress on Katie in the last volume. Don't get so caught up in your memories that you forget to be in the moment. The past is already fixed. The moment is where you can do the most good.
Something something it may seem silly something will to survive.
Uhhhh, why are we going to the bank now? Maybe something about that vault being thick and potentially safe?
Dang, we can just follow the blood trail, can't we?
Oof, trying to reload one-handed like this. Hands shaking. Trying to remember his own potential despite everything.
Uhhh... why was there just a bag of weapons hanging out there? Did Monev put it there earlier? It looks like something you'd find in a video game.
Honestly, this security guard should just take the night off.
Can't have Trigun without the bigass guns...
Vash is using the door as a shield. Just not the way one would suspect.
Again, with that perfectly steady hand.
Goodbye, Monev tough-guy mask. Hello, knee to the face.
Even after all this, Vash's resolve immediately cracks when he sees Monev's genuine fear of dying.
Again, with Rem's form blending into his and dominating the page. Meanwhile, he's just a shadow in the corner. Again, with the heavenly imagery of her, where here the only think keeping her from looking like a traditional angel is the lack of wings. But her hair, the way the cloth flows around her, and her whole pose speaks of angel's flight.
And, shaking, his gun dripping with blood from the force with which he shoved it in Monev's eye, he comes back to himself. And loses it in an entirely different way.
I love this last panel. It makes Vash seem so small and so alone. At the same time, literally everyone else in the panel aside from Monev is coming toward him to help. He might feel alone, but he's far from it.
Chapter 4: Scars
Ah, yes. Fragile things do end up with scars, if they don't break.
Honestly, what Meryl is typing here sounds far more journalistic than insurance agent-y.
She's starting to realize that, while Vash himself is a nice and gentle soul, there's a lot about him she doesn't know. I'm reminded of that quote, "No one will ever know the violence it took to become this gentle."
(BTW, I'm listening to the Stampede soundtrack and it's currently playing the version of Knives's theme with vocals and it's NOT HELPING.)
(Also, it sounds like SOMEONE is developing a bit of a crush on Mr. The Stampede.)
Monev seems to have grown some respect for Vash.
Ha, they gave this line to Wolfwood in Stampede.
I appreciate Vash's response. It says a lot about his character. Even when he seems like he's trusting, he's generally being far more cautious than people think he's being.
Quest #1: Complete! You've acquired a Coin Half!
*sigh* Everyone's scared, but he saved them all. But... their concerns aren't unjustified. If one assassin found him, the others likely will, too. And it's not like they'd send their biggest guns for Round 1.
You really shouldn't just walk straight into people's rooms. Even if you knock. Lucky for everyone he already had pants on.
Ugh, he's such a mess....
LOL, buddy. I hope that's not why you're turning down the opportunity for sex. And... if a partner really cared about you, it's not like she'd think less of you for them. Hasn't anyone ever told you chicks dig scars? Good on Meryl for calling him out.
Vash might have initially been put off by them seeing his scars, but now that they have, he doesn't seem to see a reason to hide them.
I don't think Vash could live a quiet life if he wanted to. Not with the Gung-Ho Guns hunting him. We'll not get into Ericks for the time being.
This is such a thing, though. I don't think she would fault him or think any less of him if he never bothered to settle that score. Then again, all things considered, him taking a back seat in all this would kind of be ignoring a ticking time bomb that might undo all she sacrificed for.
Huh, it's a bit of a surprise they let Monev stay for a few days, too.
There's something hilarious about Meryl's roller suitcase in the middle of the desert here.
LOLOLOL, Milly calling out Meryl for her intense interest in Vash.
Milly is a lot more devious than she looks....
Uhhhhh, what's with the cross? What's with Vash's panic?
Ohhhh, shit. Is that Monev??
Yep, it's Monev. Is... is he still alive??? Crucifixion is specifically designed to 1) be IMMENSELY painful (the spikes are generally hammered not through the palms, where they'd just rip out, but through the nerve bundle that runs up the forearm between the bones, which are holding the majority of your weight), and 2) slowly kill via exposure.
Nooooo, I don't like this guy alreadyyyyyyy....
I... I don't think Monev had a home. Not really. Not like the Gung-Ho Guns were gonna welcome him back to the mansion basement. He'd need to make a new path for himself in the world.
Yyyyep, it's E.G. Mine. Please send him back where you found him. I don't like him.
Vash, staying focused in this.
TBH, that get-up looks EXTREMELY uncomfortable.
I agree, Vash. I agree. I hope you can dodge this trolley problem with an Option 3.
Hahahaha, Vash manages to disable E.G. before his bag has a chance to drop to below shoulder level.
Howwww. How did he know Legato was watching?!
Oh, good. Legato's surprised by it all, too. And almost got shot. He's taking it pretty well, though.
Go for the source of the problem rather than the riffraff it's kicking up. Wise. Legato doesn't look pleased by this change of plans. But I think Vash is right to decide this quest is shit.
I feel very Two Cakes-y about manga Monev vs. TriStamp Monev.
(Warning: Spoilers for Trigun: Stampede ahead.)
There are things I like about both. And while TriStamp wrapping Vash directly into his backstory and mucking much more clearly with Monev's head might be a bit off-putting to some, I appreciated how much more personal they made his arc to Vash. You have all the same elements; a boy betrayed and trained to be a monster, released primarily to cause Vash pain, and then just as it seems he might be saved from everything he's been through, his life is cut short in a way that does NOT endear Vash to his killer.
But in Stampede, Monev's arc also holds the full weight of 20 years of Vash being too late. Too late to save the town. Too late to save the boy. To short-sighted to see the consequences of just trying to help. Too slow to save the man.
It makes it hit in a far more meaningful fashion... but I don't know that it would be right for manga Vash at this point in his story arc. Right now, he needs to recognize and reconcile what he is and isn't. We've seen far more of him being silly than we've seen of him being dangerous, and here, we see him leaning into his more dangerous side. Through his arc in the manga, we too must start to ask the questions Meryl asks, and might begin to wonder if, perhaps, the Humanoid Typhoon is far closer to the edge than he immediately appears.
#poor vash has had to spend too much time being serious in these chapters#though for SOME REASON i think that trend is likely to continue...#trigunbookclub#trigun manga#volume 2#pancake analysis
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tagged by @nuclearstorms @aartyom @faarkas and @cultistbase to do this tag game for some ocs!
not doing the picrew bc i can't make them all in it and it will make me insane but here it is for anyone else who wants to give it a try!!
FAVOURITE OC
SEBASTIAN VIDAL | 2077
it was a tie between him and alex. but i decided not to give alex special treatment bc otherwise he would be on here twice. anyway this isnt about him. this is about seb. the saddest wettest beast of an oc i think ive ever created. he can fit so much lore in him. he has the worst life. his now boyfriend once tried to kill him no less than 20ish times. his ex wife also tried to kill him. everyone is trying to kill him and he's just out here big silly and gay about it. AND he has great boobs. whats not to love. theyre so big bc theyre so full of the love he has for his friends and family. and im obsessed with him
NEWEST OC
VEGA | 2077
they are a bartender at a club. they have black and green hair. they love short guys and fast cars. theyre a menace. they were a merc once. they can down a whole can of beer in under 10 seconds. you want to he their friend so bad.
OLDEST OC
ALEX SHEPHERD | N/A
literally THE guy of all time who is SOSOSOSOSO important to me. he's gone through so many changes, appearance wise, story wise, even names. he is an amalgamation of so many old dead ocs i didnt know what to do with. he is THE babygirl of the moment and the moment is forever. he has existed in some form for 10??? years now. he CANNOT stay dead and it really shows in both his story and how many iterations he went through to get to this point. tall bastard man who im in love with actually.
MEANEST OC
RUTHIE O'CONNELL | N/A
she's a girlboss but also a horrible person. she tried to kill her husband [after she died. ghost revenge] and eventually succeeded. and then tormented his great[?] nephew, alex. for so many years. until HE also died. bc of her. and now his [not] life is in complete and utter shambles. 0 remorse she just saw this baby and was like ok now how can i torment him psychologically for the next 22 years of his life. and then did it. and for what. girl thats a wholeass fresh baked infant why are you haunting him. go somewhere else.
SOFTEST OC
NOAH TALAVERA | 2077
he is just a little guy who is SO full of love despite the horrors. so gentle with literally everything he touches. the city could have completely changed and ruined him. he could have become angry. he could have become a merc to get money. and fall into that pit like so many others did. but he didnt!!! he didnt let that happen!!!! yes the city may have hurt him and left him with cyberware he never wanted but it will NEVER stop him from being kind. ever. and i love him so much for it.
MOST ALOOF/STANDOFFISH OC
XAVIER MASON | 2077
he is an arasaka plaything whose whole personality has been completely altered bc of it. he used to be welcoming and friendly and Kind. but bc of literally everything arasaka did to him, he's extremely cold and distant, and a bit of an asshole. he is well aware of this, and there is a little voice in him somewhere. begging for him to be kind again. just once. because while he won't ever admit it, he doesnt want to die believing everyone thought he was nothing more than an arasaka bootlicker and an all around shitty guy. he's a loving father, deep down in there somewhere, he just cant show it. and he doesnt know how </3 he'll figure it out again. one day
DUMBEST OC
LUCIANO VIDAL | 2077
it's funny bc he is actually really smart, his brain is a sponge when it comes to learning new things, he is a great listener, and will remember basically everything you ever tell him. however!!! when he started his job as a security guard at a club, he somehow didnt notice his own brother was also there working occasionally. for a whole entire month. [theyre both idiots there sorry seb] but then after that. he also failed to mention to his two sisters that he finally got in contact with his brother again after almost 20 years. it took. ???? a good handful of months for anyone to find out. and it was entirely by accident.
he's very stupid and his idea of what is and isnt important is Very skewed. but i still love him.
SMARTEST OC
LEON DELLO RUSSO | 2077
he designed his own cyberarm. the fingers are full of different sized screwdrivers for different emergencies. he once plotted out the floorplan of an entire spaceship by memory and sheer luck. he is very good at repairing things. he is a cybersecurity expert. he almost got killed for hacking into the wrong systems at work once. he contains multitudes.
OC I'D BE FRIENDS WITH IRL
MARCUS/RYAN/VAL | N/A
yes theres three of them theyre a package deal. marcus sees ghosts. ryan is a wandering soul trying to find her body back. val can read your fortune with eerie accuracy. if the three of them were my friends my life would never be boring ever again
#oc tag#HELLO HI. THIS TOOK FOREVER I AM SO SORRY. READ ABOUT MY CHILDREN#THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR STILL TAGGING ME EVEN THOUGH IM SO BAD AT THESE 😭 <33
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The Family
Robin (Nickname: Babygirl)
Birthday: 9/15/22, 2 years old
Tags: #robin the babygirl , #robin
A female black parti Pomeranian! She's the life of the party; very silly and loves to wrestle. If she isn't outside hunting mice or playing with water, she's killing her toys or your hands. Don't let her tenacity fool you into thinking she's not sweet, though, she's a huge cuddler with a soft spot for her Papa. One of the friendliest Poms you'll ever meet!
Jasper
Birthday: 11/20/10 (estimated), roughly 14 years old
Tags: #oldman jasper, #jasper
A dark brown and tan Chihuahua/Dachshund mix! He's been here for a long time, and though he's getting up in his years, he's still going strong! Well, that's one way to put it, he has only a heart murmur as his major health problem (being treated with medicine!), but he's just as pathetic as ever. He likes having attention and being involved in things, don't be surprised if he starts barking if he hears someone laughing without him! He can be spunky on walks, seeing it as his job to stay alert, but otherwise he's not the bravest and only puts on a front. If there's a problem he wants solved, he's really good at asking for help. He has a lot of trust in his heart and has never met a stranger, just a new friend!
Gracie
Birthday: 7/1/12 (estimated), roughly 12 years old
Tags: #grouchy gracie , #gracie
A white Chihuaha/Dachshund/Mini American Eskimo mix. She's often seen around her favorite person and is never really away from her side. Though anxious and not a big fan of strangers, she's never been the type to be mean to people. She just prefers to alarm bark so her whole family knows someone weird is here... even if we all already know. It's her job to guard the house whether we tell her to or not! In her older age, she's gotten grouchy and doesn't like it when anyone plays too rough around her. Or at all. She'll snap at you to back off in an instant if you're disturbing her relaxation time! It's the most important part of the day; getting your much needed beauty sleep in.
Trina
Birthday: 8/1/20, 4 years old
Tags: #trina trouble , #trina
A tiny tortoiseshell domestic shorthair. Trina is a strange little cat; everything goes by her rules or no rules. In her mind, it's fun for her to play with the other animals... but it's not fun for animals to play with her. She tolerates everyone, though we might be able to say she's friends with Robin and Saturn some days, as she does seek them out from time to time! It's definitely not as fun as being around people; she's a known elbow killer and loves to play with toes hidden under towels and blankets. If you're ignoring her, she will make it known and talk to you until you finally lean down to rub her cheeks or pat right above her tail. She does get overstimulated easily, but once you know her, it's easy to not push her buttons unless she wants them pushed. She loves being pushed just slightly over the edge, if you annoy her in just the right way it becomes a very, very fun game.
Saturn (nickname: Bubby)
Birthday: 11/1/20, 4 years old
Tags: #saturn the bubby , #saturn
A large grey and white lynxpoint domestic shorthair. Saturn's one of the biggest babies ever; he's not the most confident of cats nor the smartest. It wouldn't be surprising if he was an orange cat in a past life. His favorite things are getting drinks from the sink (but he hates his paws getting wet because of it), sitting around outside supervised (but he hates walking in the grass), and eating. If you don't know where he is, just shake some treats, he'll be next to you before you know it. Too bad he can't get treats all of the time... if he asks for them and gets told no, he will throw a tantrum and run around the house stomping and crying. That's his solution for most things, run around crying until the emotion goes away, and honestly it's a mood. He tires himself out often this way, and once he's satisfied, he'll find the nearest chair to drape himself over dramatically and heave the biggest sigh known to man. It's all okay though, because he'll get to snuggle whenever he wants and eat eventually!
The Owner
Birthday: 7/5/02, 22 years old
Hi! Nothing too important to put here, if I'm honest. I'm genderfluid and my Pronouns are He/She/They (not any Pronouns! Just those three please). I have a girlfriend, we've been together for like 8 years now. I've always loved animals and couldn't imagine my life without them. I currently work in a vet clinic, just as a kennel tech, but it's taught me a lot and I enjoy learning how to better take care of my pets. Don't be surprised if I post art I make of the animals that come through the clinic from time to time, nor if I post art of animals in general. I draw a lot, if the industry was better, I'd love an art career of some sort (especially as I went to a tech school for animation and modeling for a few years). My current interests are: Warrior Cats, Dungeon Meshi/Delicious in Dungeon, Blue Eye Samurai, and Gravity Falls.
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24. “Behave.”
58. “If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”
notes; racer/street-racing!au, dom!jeonghan, enemies!au kinda, blowjobs, dirty talk, name calling, degradation, some good ‘ol pussy slappin, size kink, edging, hair pulling! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS ANGELIC DEMON!! 🥂 🥳💕 Figured I should save Jeonghan for his bday hehe~ 😏 And glad it actually landed on a drabble post day too dkfhkdsjh sometimes i forget and then it’s all out of whack but i’m glad i remembered for once LOL 😭💕 As always, thank you so much for requesting! Enjoy! 💕
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“Well? Take your pick, babygirl, I don’t have all night.”
You grit your teeth - hands balled up into fists by your side as Jeonghan stands by the driver’s side of his car with his arms outstretched in a nonchalant manner.
“Fuck you.”
“Well,” He starts, “We can, if you want? I’m not the one who preemptively told people I’d win that race… Which, last I checked, you just lost to, oh, that’s right, me.”
Jeonghan chuckles even harder when he sees how flustered you get with his words and he starts to walk towards you when he sees you make no effort to comment back.
“Well? Maybe if you do something for me, I’ll let you say you beat me.” He licks his lips; eyes flitting up and down your body as he drinks you in. “Nobody was here to see it anyway, baby. I can lie for you if you wanna play~ Don’t you want the notoriety that you beat me? The respect you’ll get from other racers that you beat one of the best?”
“Can’t I just lie and say I won then? Who’s gonna check?” Muttering, you step closer and closer to your own car as he advances on you.
Your back presses into the cold metal as Jeonghan stops just a foot away - hands in the pockets of his jeans as he shrugs.
“Aww, that’s cute you think I wouldn’t swoop in and tell everyone otherwise. C’mon, play a game with me, baby~ It wouldn’t be the first time we played anyway~ And I feel like being nice tonight which, let’s be honest, doesn’t happen often.”
And Jeonghan is right.
He’d never let anyone say they beat him and he was willing to give you a free pass for just a small price.
And the bragging rights might just been enough for you.
“What do you want to play then?”
Jeonghan lets out a soft grunt followed by a chuckle - hands locked in your hair as he guides your head down onto his cock.
“Fuck, you can barely fit me into your mouth, baby… Mm, it feels so good and tight~ Makes me miss your pussy so much~”
You wrap your lips around his thick girth and hollow out your cheeks when he starts to shallowly thrust into your mouth - hands linked behind your back as you do your best to relax yourself when the head of his cock starts to reach the back of your throat.
“To think we were playing with no strings attached last time~ Ah, now the only way I get to play with you is if there’s something on the table to gain, huh? Tsk, such a shame, baby.”
You resist the urge to use your teeth for as long as you can - but you’re unable to stop yourself completely when you slowly drag your teeth along his shaft only minutes later.
Jeonghan growls from above you and pulls you off of him by the hair; tears momentarily blurring your vision at the stinging sensation on your scalp that comes with it.
“Ah, ah, ah, behave. We’re gonna play fair for this, babygirl. I’m already trying to be nice to you, y’know?”
“Are you? You have me on my knees sucking your cock in the middle of nowhere, Jeonghan.”
He clicks his teeth, nodding at your words as he mockingly pouts down at you.
“Damn, you’re right. How about you get on the hood of my car and I’ll fuck you instead. Let you get a taste of my cock spreading your pussy open again since I know you probably miss it so much~”
He lets go of your hair as you get up on shaky legs; hands going in to dust off your knees before you walk over to the front of his car.
Jeonghan watches you from behind as you turn and lay your back onto the cold metal - goosebumps rising on your skin as you spread your legs and pull your panties to the side.
“Oh? Eager, are we?”
“S-shut up and fuck me like--like you mean it.”
He walks over to you and positions himself between your legs; hand wrapped around his cock as he guides it towards your core.
“Hmm, when was the last time we got to play like this... Oh,” He grins as he guides his cock through your soaking folds before he slaps your clit with the head of his cock, “Must’ve been that time you came in second... Hah, in more ways than once, I guess~”
You bite your lip to hold in your moans but the action of Jeonghan teasing your soaking entrance has tiny whimpers and moans falling from your lips instead.
“H-hurry up and--and fuck me already... I’m tired of this stu--stupid teasing shit...”
“If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning? You’re shaking your hips like you want more too, baby~ You can be honest, y’know?”
He slides the shaft of his cock through your folds one more time before he positions the head at your entrance.
“H-honest about what?”
“That you’re a ‘lil cockslut for me.” He smirks down at you before he slowly starts to inch his cock into your tight warmth and you fight the urge to beg him to fuck you hard and fast against the hood of his car.
“O-oh... f-fuck...” You whimper, toes curling in the air as Jeonghan goes as slow as humanly possible to drag out his teasing.
“Mm, as tight as ever, baby~ Do you let anyone else fuck this pretty ‘lil cunt or do you save it just for me?”
You let out a shaky moan when his cock curves into your g-spot; your walls immediately clamping down onto him as he stays seated inside your pussy.
“W-what? Are you, ah, k-kidding? I just--just let W-Wonwoo and S--Seungcheol fuck me, mmh, l-last week at--at the same time...” You mutter.
Jeonghan narrows his eyes, trying to decipher if you were lying or not and only getting annoyed when he can’t tell.
“Oh yeah? Damn they must’ve been fuckin’ terrible lays, huh? All of my cock isn’t even inside your slutty ‘lil cunt and I can see you already trying to fight the urge to cum~ Bet it took so much for you to even get this close since there, apparently, had to be two of them there~”
“F-fuck you...”
He draws his hips back - thrusting into you at a leisurely pace knowing that the way he filled you up was already enough to have you on edge.
“Were you thinking about me, baby?”
“Ngh, f-fuck, no...”
“No?” He replies in a mocking manner. “You weren’t thinking about how I made you cry cumming last time when you came on my cock at least three times before I even did? Your pathetic ‘lil cunt could barely take it all then too, just like right now~”
Jeonghan spreads your legs even further apart as you whimper and whine underneath him; teary eyes peering up at him as he smirks back.
“You already wanna cum so bad, I can see it in your eyes. I’ve only been fucking you for a few minutes and you already can’t handle it, huh, slut? I’m surprised you didn’t already just cum when I slid my cock into your tight ‘lil hole.”
“J--Jeonghan...” Mewling, your back arches off of the hood when he pulls out of you all the way until only the head of his cock is inside.
“What if I just fucked you like this all night, hmm? Just the head of my cock teasing you and never letting you cum~”
“P-please... Don’t--don’t, a-ah, tease me... I--I can’t...” Your head thrashes from left to right as the delirium starts to set in when he brings you close to an orgasm only to take it away.
“Mm, you’re no fun, babygirl~ You know I like to tease~ It only makes cumming that much more satisfying~”
You’re about to retort when Jeonghan suddenly thrusts forward and sheathes most of his cock inside you at once - loud cries of his name when he starts to bring down his index and middle finger onto your sensitive clit in time with his thrusts.
“You wanna cum so fuckin’ bad, then cum all you want. I’ll fill up this cunt of yours with my my cum too, while we’re at it since you're so impatient to get out of here.” He chuckles cruelly and eats up the way your body jerks with each slap of his fingers against your clit - never admitting that he was just as close to an orgasm as you were with your tight walls only sucking his cock in deeper.
“J-Jeonghan, I’m--I’m--mmmph!”
He doubles his pace when he starts to feel your walls getting tighter and tighter around him; hips snapping into you as guttural moans spill from his lips when he feels your walls start to flutter around his cock.
“That’s right, babygirl, cum on my cock... Let me see how you get this cock wet~”
Your thighs tremble and you feel your entire body buzz with electricity when Jeonghan cums only moments later; the throbbing of his cock making your entire body feel warm as he cums inside your pussy.
And he fucks you through your high - his cock covered in a mixture of his cum and your wetness when he draws his hips back.
“Fuck, you still need to drive home too, baby. With your panties all soaked in my cum when it’s dripping out of your spent ‘lil pussy.” He scoffs under his breath as he pulls out completely; slapping your clit with his fingers once more as globs of his cum drip from your cunt onto the hood of his car.
“But I guess you won this time, huh? Guess the way people will be scared of you now will feel so good, hmm?”
You shoot him a tired grin, eyes unfocused when you feel your panties slide back into place and start to soak with the sticky substance.
“Guess so, fucker.”
#jeonghan smut#seventeen smut#svt smut#jeonghan scenarios#jeonghan imagines#seventeen imagines#svt imagines#svt scenarios#seventeen scenarios#jeonghan
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Hello guys! This is my first contribution to the Haikyuu HQ Server Collabs! It's so exciting to be part of this project alongside so many wonderful creators! We were asked to create a fic/art with the following prompt: "I wonder what he'd do if he knew you were with me right now." (Pronouns may vary).
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Word Count: 5.1K
Pairings: Suna Rintarou x Reader
Beta Reader: @kuroos-babygirl
Warnings: Smut (+18), Dubcon (Reader doesn't give verbal consent.) Coercion, Toxic Parental Figures, Use of weed, Alcohol, Unprotected sex, Corruption.
A sharp, unfaltering gaze followed your every move all the way back from the other side of the room. From the small fidgeting whenever anyone looked in your direction, to the way you would sip awkwardly at the red cup clasped between your hands, and the scrunch of distaste adorning your features because of the strong, bitter flavor of the drink.
But what else could you do when you’re surrounded by literal strangers, and the only person that can be considered your only friend was currently too busy straddling a guy’s lap, making out to her heart’s content and grinding against his lap...while they’re both sitting in front of you.
It was so awkward...and yet it was nearly impossible to look away from the two of them. The way her hips rocked against his lap as she pulled on his gray locks, or his veiny hands taking a firm hold of her hips. Watching her going at it with this guy was too much to handle.
Why did you let her drag you into this party to begin with? If your parents find out you snuck out of the house, they’ll kill you.
...Your parents.
That thought is quickly forgotten. Right now you just want to have another drink and drown the worries away. Standing up from the cushion, you quickly begin walking towards the kitchen, leaving behind the security of the couch as well as your occupied friend.
To your relief, the kitchen isn’t as crowded as the rest of the house, where other people were just talking, some of them doing keg stands or playing drinking games. There’s even some of them laying around the floor or leaning against the walls, completely knocked out by the amount of alcohol they consumed.
Finally, you come across a mess of beer bottles and red cups all over the countertop, some of them thrown around carelessly, others are full with the alcohol you were desperately looking for. Rather than going back to your seat, you stay in the empty room, leaning back against the marble and taking a swig of a new cup, once again drinking in silence while swaying slightly to the beat of the music. Too distracted to realize someone else just walked in until their footsteps come relatively closer, stopping less than a few feet away from you.
“Isn’t it past midnight already, Cinderella?”
You jolt in surprise, nearly crushing the cup with a tight grip until you recognize that voice and that cursed nickname. There’s only one person on campus who calls you that face to face. Frowning slightly as you look at the culprit, you come face to face with a pair of nonchalant, dark yellow eyes that are always looking out for other’ weak spots despite their absent facade.
“Stop calling me that, Suna.” You turn away from him, hoping that he’ll get the hint and walk away, but that heavy, piercing gaze never leaves your body. Instead, he just walked closer before stopping in front of you. He starts leaning forwards, that bored look on his face doesn’t change in the slightest while he traps you between the marble countertop and his broad torso. “G-Go away…”
But he just continues staring at you, not another word comes out of his lips before his face approaches yours. Cheeks brushing past each other’s so faintly that the touch almost goes unnoticed. When his warm breath brushes against the uncovered skin of your shoulders, you finally realize just how close he’s standing. But either he doesn’t notice or he just doesn’t care about the proximity, or the effects it has on your body. Such as the clenching between your thighs or the small hitch in your breathing.
It only lasted for a minute, and yet it feels like an eternity when he finally takes a step back, holding one of those familiar cups in hand. Both relief and disappointment radiate off your body when he finally takes a step back, but judging from the way he looks at you with a small glint in his eyes, Suna is perfectly aware of what he’s provoking.
“Disappointed much?” God, you wanted to smack that smirk off his face so badly. This is exactly why you try to avoid him in college as much as possible.
...As well as other reasons.
“You’re so easy to read that it’s not even a challenge.” The eye contact is never broken as he leans back against the sink, taking a sip of his own cup so nonchalantly. It was like he didn’t corner you in the first place. But you know better that Suna Rintarou never does anything by mere coincidence. “What are you doing here in the first place? I thought Cinderella wasn’t allowed to go to the party.”
“Yeah, well…” You don’t look at him as you answer. The less eye contact you could make with him, the better “She still attended, didn’t she?”
He chuckled quietly from his spot. It was such a low noise, barely audible despite standing so close to him. And yet something about it was just so captivating. You’ve never heard his laughter before, so this was definitely something new.
“No wonder everyone’s talking about you right now.” With those words, you fell right into his trap just like a butterfly on a spiderweb. Quickly turning around to find yourself into the same position as before. Trapped between marble and his warmth. This time he stood even closer than before, so close that you could smell an all too familiar scent that saturated every fiber of his clothes.
“It was too good to be true. The principal’s daughter coming to a party? Had to see with my own eyes.” He leans forwards again. The overwhelming proximity makes your heart beat rapidly against your chest with such strength, it’s a miracle Suna hasn’t said anything about it when he presses his own chest against yours. Or maybe he did notice, if the way he looks at your cleavage is any indicator.
“You’re so nervous, it feels like I’m looking at a little rabbit.” His fingers start playing with the hem of your blouse, brushing faintly against your hips. Every inch of your skin trembles by his touch. A part of your head tells you this is a bad idea, that you need to walk away and leave right this instant. But your body says otherwise, staying firm in place.
“N-No.” Your gaze is averted, focused on anything else but the man standing in front of you. “Please, I just want to leave...”
“Do you? Or maybe you’re just afraid.” Something brushes softly against the shell of your ear, it takes you a full minute to realize that feeling belongs to his lips, nibbling teasingly while his hands make their way up your back, fiddling with the clips of your bra. But he just keeps tugging at them playfully, not really set on taking off your clothes….at least not yet.
“Afraid of what your parents would say. Think nobody knows how they treat you?” his hands finally stop, just to delve down until they’re resting over your lower back. “You’re such a good girl who never causes trouble...it’s too good to be true if you ask me.”
He pulled your hips closer towards him, slipping one leg between your trembling legs. A sly smirk grew on his face once he began grinding his knee against your core, sweet friction drew out one of the sweetest, high-pitched gasps from you. A noise so sweet, dirty and addictive that he needed to hear more of them. So when you looked at him in the eye, Suna could barely control himself. “Don’t you want to let loose for once? Do you want to be my dirty little girl?”
“Suna, I…” He didn’t wait for an answer, capturing your silky lips into a fervent kiss, swallowing every single whimper you gave whenever that knee brushed lazily against your core. Everything he did quickly overwhelmed your body, triggering a chain of breath-taking sensations. Like the fluttering at the pit of your stomach, the uncontrollable shivers prickling your skin, and the waves of heat radiating off your face. Frankly, you wanted more of it.
...But just thinking about your parent’s reactions was enough to feel terrified. The constant pressure and beliting over the smallest things. Not getting a perfect score in all the exams? Lazy and irresponsible. Wearing something they deemed inappropriate? Attention seeker. You could still remember the one time you ran into Suna while he was smoking, the smell of his cigarette had tainted your clothes that day, but neither of your parents believed the claims of innocence, calling you such horrible things that the mere reminder could be enough to make anyone suffer a meltdown.
Having one of the harshest teachers as well as the principal themselves as your parents was a nightmare nobody would wish upon their worst enemy.
You mustered enough courage to place both hands on his chest, slightly pushing him away while trying so hard not to try and feel the chiseled muscles hidden underneath the black fabric of his shirt.
“Stop. They’ll kill me if they find out.”
“They don’t have to know.”
“But I don’t want to get in trouble again.”
“You’re already in trouble just being here, Cinderella.”
It was true. And you hated how true that statement was, sooner or later your father would find out and it would be chaos...but that didn’t do much to soothe that painful sensation at the pit of your stomach, slowly feeding off the sheer horror you felt at the idea of their constant beliting.
The trembling of your body didn’t go unnoticed by the guy standing between your legs.
“Hey, you’re already in trouble...So let me help you relax, what do you say, Cinderella?” He kissed your jaw softly, lingering in place as he inhaled the soft scent of perfume. “Don’t you want to feel good for once? I know you’ll enjoy it.”
But he was only met with silence, neither were you looking at him again, instead your eyes stayed focused on the sink overflowing with empty bottles of liquor. Suna just huffed, pulling his hands back before he began stepping back, ready to go back to the living room with a sour mood, but that quickly vanished when he felt the tight clutch at the corner of his shirt.
With an eyebrow raised, he turned back to see you grabbing on his shirt, still avoiding his gaze as much as possible. But he could see it, the way your body said the contrary. You wanted this as much as he did, maybe even more. But the fear clouding your thoughts was making it hard to say anything.
And that gave Suna an idea.
“If you want this so bad, then I can give you a hand. What do you say Cinderella?” His fingers once again brushed against the uncovered skin of your shoulder. And when you made no move to stop his approaches, Suna knew he had won. “Good girl.”
He grabbed you softly by the wrist, determined to take things somewhere more private. Nobody seemed to pay attention anymore as you both walked across the halls. When he crossed the living room, Suna made eye contact with his silver haired friend, who was ever so busy with the girl sitting on his lap as she attacked his neck fervently. Both males just looked at each other and nodded silently before getting back to business. Osamu went back to making out with the girl, and Suna brought you along to one of the empty rooms.
The sound of a door being closed snapped you out of it. apart from the soft glow of the moonlight, the room was completely dark, but it was still possible to see the outline of some furniture placed around the room, the outline of a desk at the corner, some shelves and even a small couch near the window. It had to be some sort of study. Whose house was this in the first place…?
Out of nowhere, a strong smell began coming from your side, slowly making its presence well-known across the room. A strong smell that could come from one thing only.
And that was from the joint held between Suna’s fingers, the tip burned brightly in the darkness of the room, giving his sharp features this captivating, gentle glow akin to that from a fireplace in those fairytales you always used to read when you were but a small little girl, still full of nothing but hope and dreams for a brighter future.
Suna noticed the way your eyes lingered on the speck of light, following the smoky trail as it danced across the small breeze inside the room before dissipating, like it never existed in the first place.
“Here.” He put the joint in front of your face, not even blinking by the shocked expression on your face. Eyes wide open as you looked at it with sheer horror and panic. “This will help you relax, little rabbit.”
“...I thought I was Cinderella?”
“I thought you hated that nickname?”
He sighed in irritation, knowing exactly where this was going. You changed the subjects on purpose, trying to delay this for a bit longer. “Come on, it’s not like it’s gonna bite you.”
Slowly, you grabbed the joint from his hand. Carefully bringing it closer to your mouth and letting its weight rest over your lips for a moment, before inhaling deeply. Something you quickly regretted before coughing rapidly, suffocating on the smoke burning at the back of your throat. The room was filled with coughing and a laughing fit coming from the male sitting on the couch. When in the world did he sit down?
“How...ack!...How do you enjoy this crap?!” You wheezed painfully, glaring at Suna while he held the sides of his stomach, his body was shaking tremendously from his laughter that he nearly slid off the couch. Asshole…
Once he regained his breath, he got up from his seat and approached you again, taking the blunt away before you could throw it away, after all it had been expensive.
“Seriously Cinderella. You’re supposed to go slowly.” He pulled you along one more time. Sitting back on his previous spot as he helped position your legs to his sides so you straddled his lap just nicely enough for him to admire the sight in front of him. “I suppose you could use some help, mmm?”
You looked at him in both embarrassment and confusion. Watching him smoke that cursed thing so easily, no coughing fits, no choking on the smoke, nada. How long had he been doing this? All your attention was on the embers coming to life with his breathing, too focused on that precious light to notice the hand making its way around your back, casually tracing circles on your upper back.
That same hand pulled you again, this time with such care that it was impossible to resist the contact, not even when he pulled the blunt away before reaching out for your face, holding you close by the cheeks as your lips brushed against each others. You focused every bit of attention on that feather like touch, that was shortly followed by a fain gust of smoke. It felt so intimate being like this, being held so closely by someone you’ve known since high school, and being able to catch up after all this time wasn’t such a bad experience after all…
Then something in the air took a sharp turn when he closed the distance between your lips, once again capturing them with his own. But this time that weight on your shoulders was absent. That fear that always haunted your every action, every decision, every single thought, it was all gone.
For once in your life, you were not afraid anymore…
Your arms me their way around his neck, deepening the kiss with an intensity Suna didn’t even know was possible for someone as meek and quiet as you. No wonder people always joke that the quietest ones are the most perverse.
“Haha...That’s the spirit, Cinderella.”
The arms around your body pulled your hips down, grinding the spot between your legs against something hard, it didn’t take a genius to know where this was heading. You just let his arms guide you through it, enjoying the grinding of his growing erection and the low grunts he gave, easily muffled by the deafening music blaring through the other side of the door.
“Enjoying yourself?” If only you could see the mischievous smirk on his face when the only reply he got was a loud whimper. If only you could see the effect those little noises had on the male humping through your clothes, eager to get a taste of your body after all this time pining after you. “Fuck, you’re really into this, huh? You dirty little girl.”
Was it his words? The blunt finally starting to kick in? Both? Whatever it was, it made waves of heat radiate off your skin, covering it with a thin layer of sweat that made your clothes suffocating. Every fiber of these borrowed tight fitting clothes kept sticking oh so painfully over your body.
It felt like a torture having to part away from Suna, but these clothes had to leave. He had to admit watching as your top left your body was a delicious show, one he really wanted to take part in as he reached out to help remove your bottoms, leaving your body displayed to him, covered in nothing but a scandalous set of lingerie.
“Not so innocent, are you?”
As soon as you got within his arm’s reach, he pulled you back into his lap again. This time however, he had you sitting down between his open legs, with your bare back leaning against his chest. Not only did Suna have a way with words that could easily rile anyone up, but he also had a way to do wonders with his hands.
The blunt was left over the window’s edge, forgotten in favor of your lace covered chest. Which he began squeezing softly, pinching the fabric over your nipples every time you released a whimper because of his intoxicating touches.
“Do you ever play with your nipples the same way you play with your pussy?”
“N-No…!”
“You’re an awful liar, Cinderella.” He slid one hand under your bra, pinching an erect nipple between his fingers while his other hand made his way to trace small circles over your panties, enjoying the feeling of damp fabric under his fingers. “You can tell a lot about people by looking them in the eye. You’re so desperate to be fucked silly.”
The lace over your chest is pulled upwards, releasing the soft mounds from their restraints with a soft bounce before a hand quickly latched on to one of them. Squeezing in sync with the fingers making their way inside the black lingerie, one began prodding its way between sloppy folds, gathering enough of your arousal before delving deeper into your cunt.
“Mmmm!….It feels so...weird.” Your back arches with each thrust of his finger against your soft walls “Suna, please!” Rather than slowing down he pushes another finger inside, thrusting and scissoring them at a leisurely pace to prepare you for the real thing.
“Come on, I know you can do better than that.” He swiftly wraps an arm under your chest as soon as your body starts writhing, buckling against the digits buried deep inside. The calloused texture, a result of his constant games of volleyball, provide additional stimulation. “Now, hold still. Look at you, taking my fingers so well.”
If only you could wipe that smirk of his face, but your hands were currently balled up into tight fists, nails digging painfully into the skin of your palms with ferocious strength, threatening to rip through the flesh at any moment.
“Does it feel this good when you’re touching yourself?” You began squirming again, unable to take anymore of his touch, it’s too much, your body couldn’t take it anymore. It jerked furiously as it reached an orgasm, knocking the air out of your lungs with its strength.
If only you could see the look on Suna’s face as he leaned forwards over your shoulder, observing the heave of your chest with heightened desire. The throbbing in his pants turned unbearable when your walls clenched around his hand, soaking it with your sweet release that dripped down on the couch.
God, he wanted to be inside you so badly. He wanted to ruin that sweet little hole, wreck it and fill it with his cum until the only thing that came out of your parted lips was his name.
“Ready for the best part, you little whore?” You were still too dazed to answer him, not even when he laid you face down on the couch, pulling your hips up to hook two fingers over the waistband of those soaked panties, pulling them away and taking them off before shoving them in his pocket. He grunted at the sight of those dripping folds, grabbing the flesh of your bare ass to get a better look at that slick cunt ready to be pleased. “I want to taste your pussy so badly, Cinderella.”
His hand left your skin just as quickly. You felt his weight leave the cushion, hearing the rustle of fabric even with the music from the party still blaring downstairs. One sound caught your attention among all the noise. The sound of a zipper being undone lures you attention like a sweet melody. And when your face follows the source you’re greeted by such an alluring sight of a well toned chest, with ripped muscles from years of training in the volleyball team despite Suna’s lean frame.
You wanted to run your hands acrossthem again, caress and kiss that bare skin. But Suna had other plans as he lowered both pants and boxers, sighing as his erection springs out with a small bounce, with a small bead of precum already dribbling down. He was quick to crawl over your naked body to begin grinding his shaft between your cheeks so you could feel the hard cock eager to be inside your velvet walls. “But as much as I’d love to have you sitting on my face. I can’t wait any longer, but neither can you right?”
He let out that signature chuckle when you buried your face into the arm rest and started mumbling to yourself, he could still make out something along the lines of “asshole”.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Cinderella.” He gathered more of your arousal between his fingers, occasionally rubbing a thumb against your clit to tease, ignoring the desperate pleads as he began pumping his cock, covering it with enough of your slick before pressing it down between your folds, with a quick thrust of his hips, he finally buried himself all the way in.
The fabric underneath your face muffed your cries of discomfort, pressed tightly against your face to the point it was hard to breathe. The stretch was so painful, so hot, but it was so fucking good, your body craved for more and Suna was eager to provide.
“Fuck, you’re so tight. You feel so good sucking in my cock like a good little slut.” He gripped your hips harshly, giving short, lazy thrust that made you cry out to him. “Tell me how good it feels to have me inside of you.”
“It feels...ngh! It feels great, Suna!” A hand smacked your ass painfully, leaving behind a burning sensation on the delicate skin. “Mmmm!”
“Wrong name, sweetheart.” He gave another thrust, a rougher one that pushed you forwards, nearly smacking your forehead against the arm rest. “Wanna try again? You better get it right this time.”
“R….Rin-!” A hand pressed firmly on your back while the other one tilted your hips upwards, it helped Suna brush against a different spot, one that brought tears to your eyes with every thrust. An arm reached back to hold on to him, just to be grabbed by the wrist and twisted behind your back, trapped in place while Suna began moving faster “Eh, close enough. Be grateful your pussy feels so good, otherwise I would’ve left already.”
“No!” You cried out, “Please Rin! Don’t stop, it feels so good!” You gave him a pleading look and tried moving your hips, just for a hand to smack the tender flesh of your ass, it was a warming to remain still. You’ve never been this bold before, why were you acting so different? Was it the effects of the blunt? Being railed in the middle of a party, where anyone could barge in at any moment?
“So you know your place, good.” you didn’t know it was possible to feel better than what you’re currently feeling, but Suna proved it was possible when he began pounding you harder, nearly pulling out his whole member until only the tip remained inside before slamming back against your abused hole.
He couldn’t take his eyes off your body, of the soft jiggling of your ass whenever he slammed back against it, the loud slapping of your skin, the way you moaned whenever he brushed against your cervix. It was too good, and he needed to preserve that image.
Your arm was released abruptly, and you quickly pulled it back to hold onto something else as the same warm feeling from before began spreading again, sending goosebumps through your whole body. If that wonderful feeling and the music hadn’t been a distraction, you would have heard the low beep of a smartphone filming everything.
It started out at the spot where you both were connected, capturing the uncontrollable clenching of your cunt around Suna’s cock, the lewd mixture of your moans, grunts, the slapping of sweaty skin and one of the most vulgar songs to ever exist, slowly the camera went over those red marks all over your ass and hips, until it stopped at the back of your head, and the locks of hair bouncing around with each thrust.
“You look beautiful, Cinderella.” Suna cooed. “I wonder what They’d do if They knew you were with me right now.” He hissed in delight when you clenched tighter around him. “What would mommy and daddy think of you?”
Anyone else would have cringed from thinking about their parents in the middle of sex, but Suna’s words stirred something twisted inside you. A wicked being yearning to make your parent’s life miserable and make them pay for everything.
Every single memory came back in a flash. From the memories of elementary school, where they expected nothing but the best but couldn’t bother to attend the school plays to the incident at college.
That was the last straw, and the exact same reason why you sneaked out to this party to begin with, even borrowing an outfit from your friend that was perfect for the occasion. And look where that got you, to one hell of a good experience. Probably the first time you’ve been able to be yourself, not just a trophy child to be bragged about during Christmas dinner.
The same creature wanting to feed off your parent’s wrath kept whispering sweet nothings in your ear, sinister thoughts hidden behind honeyed words, craving to watch the world burn beneath your feet….In the end, not a single effort was ever enough to please your parent’s expectations...so, why bother?
Fuck it...Fuck it all.
“Harder, please fuck me harder Rin! Your cock feels amazing!” Suna blinked once, then twice, scoffing in amusement by the sudden twist in your mood, but who was he to complain? His phone was quickly shoved aside and ignored, not even remembering to stop filming as he leaned over your body.
Those hard muscles you had been craving to touch were pressed firmly against your back, his toned arms resting around your head, and the chance to feel them up was certainly not missed.
With this angle, he reached places inside you that felt like the physical embodiment of paradise. Drool, sweat and tears covered your entire face when he found that one spot that took away your breath, and he began abusing it repeatedly. He too started getting closer to his release, and buried his face into your hair with a growl. His pace wavered bit….but he was so close, and so were you, judging from the desperation as you chanted his name over and over.
“Where do you want me to cum, my little whore? In you- Fuck! in your pussy? Your mouth? Your pretty pucker? I’ll put it wherever you want.”
That was it, you couldn’t take it anymore. Just thinking of it sent you over the edge. Your walls clamped down on his cock with such force that Suna had to stop moving. He would’ve loved to keep going for a little longer, but he couldn’t take it either.
“Rin!” With the last cry of his name, he pushed his whole body against yours, dropping his whole weight down as he finally came, coating your insides with spurt after spurt of warm cum. Nothing seemed to matter as you laid on the soiled piece of furniture, trying to catch your breath in a dark room reeking of sex, sweat and weed.
It felt like an eternity had passed when Suna finally moved away and pulled out, watching in satisfaction as his cum began leaking, running down over your folds, your clit, eventually dripping down on the furniture with every spasm of your body.
The one thing that caught him off guard was when you hid your face away from him and began trembling in place, muffling some sniffles with the aid of the cushion. The fact you began crying caught him off guard for a moment, until your face turned to the side. And rather than crying, you were actually giggling like a mad woman.
You couldn’t stop that giddy smile. Cheeks burning furiously from everything you felt in that moment. For once in your life, you had the chance to experience freedom in the most intoxicating ways, and you wouldn’t change it for anything else.
“Everything okay, Cinderella?”
“Ahahaha...Yeah…” You turned over and laid on your back shortly after the laughter finally ceased, and turned back to him to watch that familiar joint between his fingers.
“Everything’s fine.”
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I just remembered your hockey project and I have to tell you I'm truly obsessed!! everything about it is impeccable and I'd love to learn more about your characters/worldbuilding. it's making me think real hard about my own stupid jock ocs and how much I love them too
omg yes!!! I love talking about my little hockey men so much
the main characters are vince darling, sammy aguilar, frank darling, and aj smith!
vince is the pov character and my darling babygirl love of my life. he's an nhl defenseman and everyone thinks he's a big mean guy bc he fights a lot on the ice and he's kinda quiet otherwise but honestly he's just a big softy. he loves kids and he has the biggest heart in the world, he's just bad at talking about pretty much everything but especially his feelings. and in his defense when he drops his gloves, people usually deserve it!
sammy is also an nhl defenseman as well as vince's love interest but neither of them knows that right away bc they are sworn enemies. first it's bc sammy is kind of a little asshole on the ice, chirping 24/7, just really getting into everyone's head. and vince thinks he's The Most Annoying man alive like honestly shut up for 2 seconds and play hockey damn. but then they're sworn enemies bc sammy gets traded to vince's team and gets an A on his jersey when everyone KNOWS it should've gone to aj like 4 years ago. he's pretty much vince's opposite in every way, bc he's really nice and personable in interviews and he's easy to laugh with but he is also just. so mean. he's a bitch at heart and I'm obsessed with him <3
frank is vince's four year old little girl!! mostly bc I'm obsessed with a good single dad story. her hobbies include: coloring, helping her aunt in the garden, and tormenting her dad's friend sammy. her full name is francis lynn darling but if u call her anything other than frank she WILL bite. sammy is the only one allowed to give her a different name, mouse, bc frank loves him a lot bc he is very silly and he makes her dad smile more than he usually does. what's better than a meddling four year old conspiring to get her dad a boyfriend, that's what I say
aj is vince's best friend, a first line center, and the man who's won the award for Most Underappreciated Player in the NHL for four years and counting. if u are familiar with #NHL101, that's basically aj. the fact that he's never made anyone's list is a crime, and vince basically almost starts a brawl with his own teammate during practice bc aj was passed up as alternate captain again for some guy who literally just got there and who vince doesn't even like very much. aj is very sweet, he's everyone's bestie, and he is the only one on the team that frank will let read her a bedtime story bc he does the voices perfectly every single time. (she let sammy read a bedtime story once, bc she loves him and she thinks her dad might too, but he was so bad at it she made him promise to never do it again.)
basic plot: vincent darling and sam aguilar are rival hockey players who hate each other. sort of. until they don't! vince is a sweet guy who doesn't really like to start any trouble unless it's necessary, and nine times out of ten the reason it's necessary is bc sammy said something stupid. again. sammy is charming, funny, and exceptionally hard to please. he doesn't really get along well with anyone. except for vince, for some reason? it's weird. vince gets a season ending injury about midway through the regular season and suddenly sammy is over, like, all the time. alternate captain stuff u know. just wants to make sure he's healing well and resting up and also do u need help with frank? (sammy is terrible with kids and everyone knows it this is a horrible excuse but no one will question it) they fall in love about it. the end <3
additional lore: I named aj after an online pseudonym I used when I was a very young teen! if u ever knew an avery jones on wattpad or the twilight saga dot com, hi! that was me. vince was named after ex carolina hurricanes goalie scott darling, bc I think darling is such a lovely surname and it lends itself very well to my rivals to lovers schemes. he was also named after the love interest of a book series I read a long time ago about revenants in paris whose first name was vincent and whose last name I can't remember, but the part that matters is that the character made me obsessed with the name vincent so now here he is my sweet cheese good time boy vince darling <3
thank u again for asking about them!! I have so much to say about them all the time they have stolen my heart
#sometimes u have to juggle making a playoff run with falling in love with your disasterously injured teammate#who hated u up until like 2 months ago and whose daughter seems to like messing with u to an alarming degree#that's just how sammy lives his life. he's even ace!#this is an ace4ace story btw I think I mentioned it before but it bares repeating bc it's my favorite thing about them#sammy is sex repulsed and when he tells vince that's when vince realizes oh hey. I think I'm ace too :)#it's very sweet it's gonna be a lovely scene and I think about it a lot#asks#sayheykid#untitled hockey project#long post
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— summary: it wasn't meant to be. you're only a burden
— pairing: bts x reader
— genre: angst, office!au, break up!au
— word count: 2.2k
— warnings: angst
— part 2
You weren't supposed to fall in love.
Admire, yes, because everyone admires them, but you had always strayed away from the crowd that hoped to gain their attentions at any moment they can get. You were meant to stay quiet and shy, in the shadows of their many admirers, and to just focus on the tasks given to you.
Because by doing that, you won't attract attention, right? By doing that, no one will notice you at all, right?
Yet the more you stay true to yourself without losing focus of what's in front of you, the easier it is for their lives to slip into yours.
Small greetings displayed with gentle smiles. Hellos and welcomes. Keeping the elevator door open for you to catch up and walk in. Shy gestures, timid waves, small cups of coffees sat on your desk each time you arrive along with sweet little post-it notes.
They weren't supposed to be drawn into the timid employee that was always too afraid to say no. They weren't even supposed to know your name.
But months passed, seasons changed, the weather growing colder day by day.
You'd stay up working on reports and datas, last to leave, often times falling asleep. And when the snow finally falls on the first day of December, he's there outside standing in the snow when you leave that midnight morning.
"Let me give you a ride home," he offers with a soft, dimpled smile.
You shouldn't have taken his hand but you did.
A few more months passed, you grow closer and closer.
Jimin teases you, Jungkook fools around, and Taehyung steals you away whenever he can. Seokjin's always there with a coffee in hand, Yoongi's always gifting you his precious gummy smile. Hoseok reminds you to take care of yourself and Namjoon stays behind later and later when you have deadlines to meet.
They weren't supposed to like you, a surprise making your heart beat faster and faster the moment the shy confessions are made.
You weren't supposed to be theirs.
But you are.
You're theirs and they're yours.
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"Baby, Jimin's using his hyung privilege to make me run around for his coffee," the little one whines with an adorable pout that makes your heart flutter for days.
He falls into your arms, when you round his desk and come close enough to his reach, settling his head against your chest and just whines like a small child.
He's never like this in front of the company and you smile, finding yourself so, so lucky.
"He's so mean," he sniffles dramatically and you giggle, fingers running through his hair in a comforting way.
"I can take over for you," you tell him so he quickly picks his head up again, shaking vehemently as he looks up at you through his lashes.
"No way, I can't have babygirl doing that for me or hyung."
"It's okay," you laugh, "I have a little break right now so I don't mind."
Yet he only pouts. "If you have a break then spend time here with me, don't do that spoiled brat's demands."
You stroke his head gently, a soft gaze resting on your face at how beautiful and pretty Jungkook looks. "I promise I'll be right back, okay?"
He lets you go after a few more minutes.
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"Baby! That was Jungkook's job, you're not supposed to do it for him!" You're met with another whiny child who's acting oh so different than the man everyone else knows him as.
Yoongi chuckles. "Maybe get your own coffee instead of asking Jungkook."
"Or ask Jin hyung," Hoseok suggests.
"It's not fair," Jimin pouts when he disregard the coffee onto his desk to hold you in his arms instead. "Jin hyung only gets coffee for babygirl, why can't he get some for me too?" He nuzzles up against you, breathing in your scent like a little kitten. "You always smell so nice."
You giggle, a small blush making its way up your cheeks when he presses a kiss on your neck.
"Come on, you two," Hoseok sighs, "we've got a meeting to get to."
"Oh! I'm sorry," you quickly say, face falling with worry that you've taken up their time.
But Yoongi shakes his head as he comes over to pet you on the head. "It's okay babygirl, we needed this little moment."
He kisses you on the temple and they say their goodbyes as they head off to their meeting.
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"Do you not get scared at night?"
"I guess I've gotten used to it," you shrug lightly as Seokjin takes your hand and Namjoon leads you to the car. "Though the empty cubicles do get a little creepy at times."
"Aw baby, you know you can always come work in our offices if you'd like," Namjoon offers.
"I wouldn't want to disturb you."
The older one shakes his head. "You'll never be a disturbance, I promise you," he tells you with a soft gaze before Namjoon points to the sky.
"Look how pretty the stars are. Just like you, babygirl."
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"Are you alright?"
"Hm?" You turn to your friend, teeth biting against your lower lip as you look up, eyes drowsy and pen almost slipping from your grasp.
"You look worn out, Y/N. Maybe you should head home," she suggests.
But you shake your head despite knowing she's right. "I'll be okay, Minyoung. Team leader expects these reports in a few hours, I can't leave now."
"I'm sure she'll underst-"
"I really can't be distracted right now, I'm sorry."
An hour passes and your headache grows worse by the minute so you decide to take just a small little break.
You stand to go grab a drink of water, body barely able to stand up straight and a voice reaches your ears.
"Y/N?"
You gasp, suddenly standing up straight again but your boyfriend only watches you with concern. He holds a hand against your forehead without a word, brows furrowing even deeper when he feels the temperature.
"Baby, you aren't feeling well."
"I-I'm okay, I just..-" You fall back as he's quick to catch you, a gasp leaving his lips.
"I'm taking you home."
"But Tae-" Your body is lifted up before you can say no more and he begins walking his way, not listening to your protests and deeming your health is more important right now.
You're too weak to try and resist.
Later that night you find out he missed a meeting with an important executive.
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"How'd she even become their girlfriend?"
"She doesn't look rich so I highly doubt she paid them."
"Maybe she sold herself."
"Whether she did or not it doesn't matter, I'm sure they'll just dump her in a few days."
The little snickers doesn't go past your ears but Minyoung rolls her eyes with a sigh. "Y/N, don't let their words get to your head."
It gets to your head.
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"If you think we're going to go easy on you just because you're the bosses' girlfriend then I advise you to think again."
It isn't just the coworkers but the higher ups who talks and talks as well.
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"You seem a bit off these days. You okay, sweetheart?"
When Yoongi questions you with a clear worry gaze displayed on his face, you know you can't keep worrying them.
"I'm okay."
He frowns, not sure whether to believe you or not, and goes on to stroke your head. "I'll always be here when you need me, okay?"
You force a smile. "Thanks, Yoongi."
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It grows worse and worse.
Not the gossips and rumors but your own thoughts that's hoping to convince yourself that you aren't needed, that you're just a burden and nothing more.
They may not hate you right now but they'll come to that agreement one day, falling out of love — well, if they are even in love in the first place.
You know that you love them and that's what scares you most of all.
You're falling harder and harder each day and it isn't easy. Loving and to be loved is not easy.
You should be happy, right? Happy that they like you in the first place, happy that they've shown interest and have done nothing but be so supportive and being the best boyfriends they can be.
But what about you?
You haven't been the best girlfriend.
What are you even supposed to do? You don't know how to be a girlfriend. They've done nothing but treat you well. Buying you coffee, gifting you presents, staying up late and giving you rides home.
You've done nothing but have taken advantage of them.
"I'm going to break up with them."
Your best friend stares at you with disbelief, her voice speechless for a moment as her eyes widens, not sure whether she heard it right or not but the serious gaze on you lets her know that you're sincere.
"What? Y/N, if this is about those girls gossiping and-"
"It's not just about them," you tell her, suddenly feeling the overwhelming urge to just cry. To let it all out. "I can't do this anymore, Minyoung. They're so great and sweet and kind but I've been nothing but a spoiled brat and letting them take care of me. I can't continue being a burden, Minyoung."
"You're not-"
"Relationships aren't just about being loved, Minyoung, it's about loving too. And right now I'm not sure how to love. I'm scared and I don't want to drag them down with me."
"Y/N..."
You shake your head, standing up from the sofa and taking a deep breath in. "I've made up my mind," you tell her, heart squeezing tightly against your chest. "I can't continue being a burden."
You pick up your purse and walk out her apartment.
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"Let's break up."
The world falls so silent you can hear a pin dropping. They freeze like moments in time, eyes kept open without a blink, hearts drumming oh so slowly against their chests. Not even their own breathings can be heard because they've held it back.
Unsure. So unsure.
Yet it's confirmed to be true at the same time when you refuse to meet any of their gazes. It falls to the floor, you yourself not brave enough to face them because you know that if you are to look up, you'll just find yourself crawling into their arms for comfort and telling them all your worries.
But you can't do that, you know you can't. They've done so much for you, you can't crawl back in for more help. You know that if you tell them the truth to it all, giving them a clear, sincere explanation, then they'll try to convince you otherwise and you know, you know more than anyone in this universe that you do not deserve any of that.
You don't deserve their kindness, their warmth, their love.
You don't deserve them.
"What..? Y/N..."
You hear the crack in Jungkook's voice and make the mistake to look up because he's crying. There is rain falling from his eyes, falling even though he does not blink, and it only continues to form heavy along his waterline before dropping and dropping.
"Please tell me you're joking," he begs in a small whisper. "Please.."
"Please Y/N, we can fix this," Taehyung says. "Whatever the problem is. Just tell us and we'll fix it."
"Is it us?" Jimin asks and you want to tell them no. No, it isn't them, it's you. But if you say that then you'll only sound like an idiot who's making up an excuse to break it all off. "If it's us then we'll do better. I promise you, Y/N, we..we'll try harder. Just please...please, baby."
You didn't know it would be this hard to break things off, you never expected to be confronted with pleas for you to not do so.
You never expected tears.
Perhaps you've doubted their love but maybe that's even worse. They can't like you this much otherwise it'll only make things harder for the both of you.
There are tears cascading from their eyes, swimming with pain and affliction and it's a first.
The first time to see them cry.
"Please Y/N, I like you a lot." Jungkook takes your hand, begging, praying you're just playing around, squeezing it tightly to show you how serious he is. "I love you."
I love you.
The three words you hadn't expected to leave his lips.
The three words you had hoped wouldn't leave his lips especially right now, right at this moment as you're trying to put up a wall.
Your heart tightens as you push his hand away, shaking your head, holding the tears in.
"I don't."
It's such a soft, soft whisper.
But they hear it.
They hear it and you hear it. You hear the shattering of your heart that breaks into fine little pieces of fragile glass as you lie to him, as you lie to them.
So before they can hear that, you turn around and walk away, not daring to look back to see their faces, not daring to show them your own face as your eyes burn with tears while you hold a hand against your mouth, hoping to not make any sound to tell them that it is a lie.
A horrible, terrible lie.
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Hey, I just read your post about MC's pregnancy with Satan (which is amazing, by the way) and it got me wondering... What if MC felt pain during the pregnancy and the only way to make it go away would be with the brothers talking to their children? Like, Satan was so soft and cute, it got me curious about how the others would be and say to their babies. Hope you have a nice day! 💫
Aww. Okay, this is a cute ask. Of course~ time to give the other brothers time to calm their babies with loving words while they're in their mommy 🥰
Oh! And for reference to those who either haven't read it or don't remember, this is what Nonnie is referring to with Satan.
Also, I only included Lucifer, Mammon, and Leviathan in this, but will do the last three brothers (Satan is excluded from this since this prompt is based off one of his posts) in another post. I decided to do this since Next Gen posts tend to take me a while to do, despite the fact that they are my favorite to answer, and since I haven't posted much lately and wanna give ya guys more content.
So please enjoy!
Part 2
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Lucifer:
Finding out that his daughter inherited demonic strength while she was still in her mother was a quite a terrifying thing for him, not that he'd admit it to most since he feels like he always needs to seem collected and on top of things.
Luckily, Lucifer truly is the type to keep his emotions in check when he needs to act
So when MC hit 5 months and had her first episode of pain, it only took a moment for the oldest to spring into action in order to help his Love.
Watching the human's belly get bruised from each quick kick and jab was difficult for him, but as some one skilled in magic, more so than all of his brothers combined, he knew a spell to use.
Hand hovering over her belly, a pale blue light extended from his finger tips and was absorbed into her skin.
The spell calmed his distressed child and stopped his Love's pain, but he didn't find out the reason for the episode till later that evening.
Discovering that MC's body wasn't absorbing the dark energy needed for their daughter's soul fast enough, causing the baby to become upset and lash out in fear...well, it wasn't an easy truth to handle.
Still, he didn't hesitate to push past his worry and look into a solution.
After consulting various experts he had connections with and looking through books, he discovered that most potions and spells that could help weren't human-safe in the long term, not even the calming spell he had been using so far.
When he discovered a non magical method, one that literally just required his time and his voice, he was genuinely surprised. Was it truly as easy as talking to his daughter?
When MC had her next episode, the two were preparing for bed. The human had finished slipping into her pjs just for the pain to hit her and cause her to lower to the ground as she hugged her stomach.
Lucifer quickly stopped changing and let his shirt fall to the floor, helping his Love over to the bed.
He felt somewhat awkward, even a little embarrassed to speak to his unborn child, but barely paused at all.
Leaning in close to MC's belly, he spoke softly to his daughter. Without really knowing what to say, he essentially started lecturing the baby on her behavior, though he really didn't realize it. He just knew he needed to speak and spoke what was currently on his mind. Lucifer was worried about MC, worried about his daughter, so though it was a lecture, it was a lecture filled with love and concern.
It's not as if their daughter has developed anywhere near enough to know what her daddy was saying though; all their baby recognized was her daddy's soft, loving tone and that was enough calm her and make her feel safe.
Overall, it was successful, taking not quite six minutes to make the pain completely cease.
Still kneeling in front of her, the demon took his girlfriend's hand and kissed it before giving it a gently squeezed and looking up at the sniffling human.
"Are you alright, Love?"
From then on, the demon never strayed far from his Love in case such an episode would spring up again.
Whenever possible though, Lucifer would always carry her off somewhere they could be alone when an episode started; he didn't want to have to try to calm his child while his brothers were freaking out around him and in truth, he found the situation a bit embarrassing. To be more specific, he was uncomfortable letting his brothers hear him speak so tenderly against MC's belly. Occasionally it was unavoidable though and the oldest had to deal with some of his brothers teasing him about it afterwards, especially Mammon.
Overall, such a method is a private, but meaningful thing to him. Even as the episodes lose their frequency, he still finds himself talking to his daughter. Essentially starts the lecturing while Ksenia is too young to realize she is being lectured, but it comes from a very loving place and that's what his daughter responds to.
Mammon:
Oh man, did this dude freak out when the first episode happened.
He tried very hard to keep calm, but it was obvious to anyone who saw him that he was panicking.
He managed to help MC over to the couch and had enough of his brain functioning to realize that he should go get Lucifer from help.
Honestly terrified and thought something was wrong. Well, scratch that. Something was very wrong, but more specifically, both he and MC were scared that she was losing their baby because the pain was so bad.
Luckily, after Mammon bursted into Lucifer's study and had the oldest come out to help, they find out that's not the issue at all. The Avatar of Pride didn't know exactly what the problem was yet, but it wasn't that. He used a calming spell on the human's belly that lightly sedated the child and ended the pain, though they all knew that it was just a temporary solution.
The two older brothers manage to rope Satan into things, having the blonde look through all of his books and do whatever magical tests he needs to in order for them to understand just what's happening with MC and the baby.
Mammon hovered around MC constantly at this point and kept bugging Satan for answers. The second brother didn't mean to seem impatient or ungrateful or anything like that; he was simply worried, even if he tried to pretend otherwise. It didn't stop the blonde from getting frustrated though.
When he found out about the slow energy absorption and how it was essentially scarying his baby girl into hurting her mama, Mammon felt guilty as hell. I mean, of course this would happen; MC is human. Of course her body can't absorb it fast enough. And yet...he still had to be a dumbass and knock her up. Now both his Human and his little girl were suffering 'cause of him.
While Satan searched for methods to stop the episodes and potentially help speed up the absorption process, Mammon kept buying stuff.
Yep. Boy had a guilted heart that pushed him to buy MC stuff. Technically, most of it was for their daughter, but seeing MC's face light up at the cute outfits and toys he got for their kid was exactly what the Avatar of Greed needed.
Mammon...he needed to feel like her was doing something right. For years. His brothers have treated him like he was nothing but a screw up and this situation...it really made all of their words ring in his head, made him feel like they just might be true.
Finding out that all he had to do to stop the pain was talk to his daughter? Easy peasy! Honestly, the dude was just glad there was something he could do.
Yes, his face was red the first time he had to do it. Plus, it was kinda hard to focus on his words since MC was crying in pain and he just wanted to focus on comforting her, but he couldn't.
Tells his baby girl to listen up because her Great Papa Mammon is here and she doesn't have to be scared anymore. One of the more blunt brothers with his kid and just out and tells Cassia that she'll get the dark energy she needs, no worries!
"So no worryin' and go easier on ya Ma, got that Babygirl?"
It was a slow start, but the episode ended in only 12 minutes, much better than the hour the pain would normally last.
Feels much less guilty here on out and when he does, the tsundere will snuggle up to MC and get all blushy, asking if he can have some belly time to talk to their baby.
Definitely the type of the dad to ask his girlfriend to let him have a 'private' talk with their unborn baby just to level with her belly and tell their daughter what a beautiful, sweet, and strong woman her mama is, ultimately smirking the entire time.
Leviathan:
Oh boy, did this man panic. Not sure whether he could have calmed down enough to help or at least get help for MC's first episode because he didn't really get the chance-- Asmo was passing by in the hall when he heard the couple screaming (MC in pain, Levi in panic) and ran to get help for them after poking his head in and seeing the scene.
First one the fifth brother ran into? Satan. The blonde kinda froze at the situation he was dragged into at first, but he remained calm for the most part and tried spell after spell, searching for a remedy to whatever was happening to the human and her child.
The blonde was just as surprised and relieved when the calming spell worked and the human's pain died down.
At some point during the episode, MC had clung and pressed herself against her boyfriend, crying into his chest and in turn, Levi held her tightly, as if he'd lose her if he let go. Even after her pain stopped, the two never let go of each other.
From there, Satan left to get some books from his room to do some tests to see if he could figure out what had transpired.
Levi couldn't even bring himself to look at MC's belly, which was covered in black and blue. He actively avoided lowering his gaze as he anxiously kept asking his Henry if could do something for her, which the human only shook her head. All MC wanted was answers and for Levi to not let go of her yet.
Hearing from Satan later about the issue with MC's absorption rate and his son's fear, the man immediately fell into himself, calling himself selfish and horrible and utterly worthless. Like Mammon, he blamed himself for this, but unlike the second brother, he didn't try to pretend he was okay.
It took a lot of comfort from MC as well as his brothers constantly telling him that he can't be falling apart now, for the man to break out of it a bit. They were right; Levi knew this. He wanted to be there for MC and help her with whatever she needs him to so instead of just knocking himself down, he needs to do the very things she needs him to do.
What did he need to do specifically though? He wasn't really sure till Satan came to him the talking strategy he discovered.
Talking to MC's belly? Talking to their son during an episode? The otaku found it embarrassing... I mean not a bad embarrassing, but still.
When the next episode occurred, the man almost forgot the method, if he's honest. Just like the first time, he panicked and just held his Henry close for a bit before he realized what he should be doing.
Accidentally shoved her away in his panic and quickly apologized before kneeling down in front of her belly.
Goes from apologizing to MC to beginning his little talk with his son with an apology for him. Tells Kai that he's sorry that he's so scared, sorry that things ended up like this, but that even Levi sees now that things will be okay. Gives a lot of reassurance to his son that he'll be okay.
Levi... it's no secret that he has a lot of anxiety problems; he's such a big worrier. This whole situation kinda puts a thought at the back of him; what if his son is like him in that regard? Will Kai become just as scared of people's judgements and whatever troubles could come in the future, just like him? The Avatar of Envy didn't want that for his son.
Promises to his son that he'll never have to be afraid of the things that Levi himself is. He leans in closer to the human's belly and tells his son that he'll do anything and everything to make sure that his son will live a safe, but unrestrained life; a life better than the one Levi has been living himself by hiding away from the world in his room.
It was at that promise where his son finally calmed down and the episode ended. He watched MC wipe the tears from her face for a minute before rising up and pulling his Henry in for a hug.
"I'm sorry." The demon murmured. "I'm sorry this kind of thing is gonna keep happening, but I'll always stop it for you. I'll keep fixing it and it'll be okay."
Overall, the episode only lasted about eight minutes, though two of those minutes was Levi panicking and forgetting he had to talk to his son.
Blushes each and every time he has to talk to his son during an episode without fail.
Not the type to do it outside of the episodes. Instead, he gotten a bit more cuddly around MC's belly. Often asks if the two of them can go lay down together so he can lay close to her belly and hug it. Especially feels the need to do that on his more anxious days.
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//general dating headcannons//
Characters: Daishou Suguru/ Kita Shinsuke/ Yamaguchi Tadashi
Warnings: i don’t think any??
Word Count: 2K (~650 a piece)
Notes: i am soft for kita shinsuke. that is all.
Daishou Suguru
He’s a top tier boyfriend and no one is allowed to tell me otherwise
He is a first-class WEENIE for his s/o and would genuinely do anything for them
But noooo y’all hate him smh
Daishou is the kind of person who puts every important date of your relationship in his phone. He is never missing your anniversary or your birthday or any other important relationship dates.
He’s a good morning/good night texter too. I know that everyone thinks he’s an asshole, but after being broken up with for focusing too much on a club, he doesn’t want you to feel like he only cares about volleyball. If he’s going to be busy for a few hours, he’s going to tell you so you don’t think he’s just flat out ignoring you
I promise, he will let you do anything to him if you just ask. Want to try to curl his hair? Cool, just please don’t burn him. You want to pluck his eyebrows? Go ahead. He doesn’t mind. Did you see this really cute nail design that you want to try? Suguru already has his hand held out towards you so you can practice.
He’s not telling anyone that he does all of this so willingly though. He has to maintain some essence of coolness
Literally the whole volleyball team knows that he’s a total simp, so idk who the hell he thinks he’s hiding it from
His love language is quality time, so as long as he’s with you, he’s perfectly content. Daishou will happily just sit next to you for hours, sending each other memes or stupid tiktoks.
When it comes to actually going out on dates, he’s really simple. He likes picnics in the park or taking hikes or going stargazing. It feels very intimate to him and allows a certain degree of vulnerability that can’t be found anywhere else.
You guys went stargazing on your first date and he brought you flowers and the two of you shared snacks it was all very cute and there was no way that you weren’t going to go on a second date with him
Speaking of flowers-
One time you made him mad over something really stupid and he brought you some flowers as a partial apology for him being overdramatic, but the card just said “fuck you” in really pretty lettering, but there was a really small, “but also, I love you” on the other side.
The two of you pick up random hobbies together? For no other reason than the two of you spend an awful lot of time just sitting at each other's house? So, you decided to do something other than just sit on your phones for h o u r s
You’ve made those giant arm-knitted blankets together. One time, you tried to make soap, but it didn’t smell good so that hobby got scrapped. You’ve tried to learn how to roller skate together, but Daishou almost broke his arm so you thought maybe something less dangerous like puzzles. But, those got old really fast.
Please for the love of god run your hand over his arms. He will be putty in your hands. He loves it so much.
Better yet? Put your hands on his biceps when he kisses you and he’s a happy boy. His arms are the feature that he’s most proud of, so knowing that you like them too is a big boost to his ego.
He has two main nicknames for you smh. When he’s teasing or just being a little shit, he calls you sweetheart. If he actually wants to be affectionate, Daishou calls you babygirl.
He’ll pull you into his lap and pepper your face in kisses while telling you, “I love you, babygirl, you know that?”
If you call him ‘Sugu’ or just ‘ru’ he may actually die right there. It just plucks something in his heart that sends him to cloud-9.
Suguru really is a fantastic boyfriend who just wants you to be happy ;-; He wants you to smile and laugh and be comfortable around him, because he’s here for the long-haul. When Daishou falls in love, he falls hard
Kita Shinsuke
An absolute sweetheart
He’s going to take care of you so good
Kita for sure walked straight up to you and asked you on a date. He gave zero fucks. Nerves? Kita has never heard of them before. If you reject him, you reject him. It’s not like it’s the end of the world.
You met his grandmother really early into the relationship because she’s really important to Kita, so he needed to know that she approved of you before fully committing to a relationship with you.
But, I promise, she loves you and now that Kita is finally dating someone, she’s going to pester him about wedding plans once he comes home from your date. She doesn’t care that this is only the second date. She wants to see her grandson married.
Kita genuinely loves domestic life? Please please please come over and cook with him. If you offer to help him with the dishes, he may propose right there. Okay not literally but you know what i mean. Come over on Saturdays for laundry and gardening.
I should mention that dating Kita isn’t always chores and housework, but even when it is, it really doesn’t feel like it? The two of you joke around, definitely throwing dirt at one another while you’re pulling weeds in the garden or flicking water at him while doing the dishes.
He’s an “acts of service” kind of person. Little things like having your favorite snacks in the cabinets for when you come over or turning the heat up before you get there so it’ll be warm because he knows you get gold. You left your math binder at his house once, so he took the time to put all of the loose papers where he knew you would’ve wanted them.
If you’re a person who gets periods, he has pads and extra painkillers stocked in the bathroom cabinet.
Please note that Kita has zero shame in buying you period products. You need tampons? Okay. What size and what brand? Do you want anything else? He can get some snacks while he’s at the store too. You can say no and he’s going to pick up a package of pizza rolls anyway. He knows you well enough that you’ll say no, but only tell him that you're hungry the minute he gets home. He’s played this game before. He knows.
It makes his grandmother so proud, seeing him love and care so wholeheartedly for another person that isn’t related to him. She just knows that he’ll make an excellent husband to you one day
She cares about you just as much as he does. Kita mentioned that you weren’t feeling well once, and she packed up a bunch of leftovers and some tea for him to take over to you, pretty much telling him not to come back until you were feeling well again.
Kita doesn’t beat around the bush, so if he has something he wants to tell you, he’s just going to say it. Communication is really important to him and he believes that it’s the key to a healthy and happy relationship.
But, because of this, it took him a while to say I love you. He didn’t want to just say it, you know? He wanted to genuinely mean it. He believes that that phrase gets tossed around too easily. So, it was a few months before he actually said it, but you knew that he was serious when he did.
He likes to kiss the top of your head. If you’re tall, he enjoys kisses to your temple just as much.
I 10/10 recommend a Kita. He would love you wholeheartedly and, don’t tell his grandmother, he really does want to spend the rest of his life with you.
Yamaguchi Tadashi
Another absolute sweetheart of a boyfriend oml
But, I promise that you’re probably going to have to make the first move if you want anything to come from this.
He’s just so shy and nervous when talking to people that he finds cute ;-;
Although, there is a chance that Tsukishima told him to get over himself and just ask you out.
“It’s not that big of a deal. If they say no, you move on.”
Shut up, Tsukki.
Yamaguchi really likes to hold your hand. It’s really grounding for him, so if he’s ever starting to get panicked, he’ll reach for your hand.
Before every game, he has to hold your hand and he’ll squeeze it three times before he has to go. So, if he starts to panic during the game, he has a fresh memory of the feeling of your hand in his.
Yamaguchi lets you wear his jacket during games ;-; He didn’t even think about it as something to show you off as his, he was just worried that you might get chilly in the stands, so he offered for you to take it.
But, now he’s obsessed with how cute you look with his jacket around your shoulders that he’s letting you hold onto it whenever he gets the opportunity.
Study dates study dates study dates
The two of you will either go to a cafe or a library and claim a table and just hang out and do homework together. If you’re struggling with something, he’ll walk you through it. He moved his chair close to yours so that your knees just barely brushed against one another.
He loves to bring you little gifts. If he sees something in a shop that reminds him of you or if he thinks you might like it, he’ll buy it and give it to you the next time he sees you.
He usually doesn’t like nicknames? He'd rather just be called by his actual name, but something about you calling him ‘dashi’ just feels right and he really likes it.
Tadashi has a lot of insecurities, especially in the start of your relationship with him. He doesn’t understand why you’re so willing to be with him?? He’s just a bundle of nerves and he’s convinced that you could do so much better than him, but yet you still stay with him?
It took him a really long time to get comfortable with the idea of being in a relationship and realize that you weren’t going to just dump him because you really got to know him, but when he does get comfortable, it’s like he’s a totally new person. His nervous laughter actually becomes more full and free and he smiles a lot wider. He isn’t afraid to tease you and he’s a lot more open about his emotions.
Tsukki is the first one to really notice just how good you are for Yamaguchi. Tadashi isn’t super open with anyone but him, at least, until you came along and gave Tadashi another person that he could connect with and feel comfortable around.
Tadashi loves it when you play with the hair at the base of his neck. It feels so comforting and he would love to just fall asleep right there with your fingers in his hair. Everytime you play with his hair, his head immediately goes to your shoulder and he’ll wrap his arms around your midsection and tell you that he loves you.
You will never go a day without Tadashi telling you that he loves you and that you’re absolutely incredible. He finds something to compliment you on every single day because he just wants you to know that you’re loved and, while yes, he does find you absolutely beautiful, sometimes it’s nice to be complimented on things other than physical appearance and that’s where Yamaguchi really shines.
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i already cried today, so i will thirst w/u instead 😡😤 can i pls get some hcs for my bois kuroo, akaashi, teru/oiks (you pick, luv) with their bsf/crush who’s never had their first kiss suddenly asking them to teach her? and yk it leads to them all tangled up in bed 😏 it just happened to me a month ago n’ now i gots me a bf 🥺 anyways, i hope you have an immaculate day, sending ya lots of luv, boo! xx
CAN YOU TEACH ME HOW TO KISS?
There’s a Part 2 now !!
okay so First of all : Congrats on getting yourself a man this way haha that's actually so cute !! ❤️🥺✊🏼
warnings : some slight nsfw
Oikawas is a bit longer and less nsfw buuut I just had to I'm sorry lol
masterlist
YAAA BOY KUROO is first:
you walk up to him after his practice and straight up ask him. you told him all your friends are talking about kisses etc and you feel left out and also finally want this experience
on the outside he's totally chill but inside tho. he's freaking out.
he’ll be so confused but also proud??? like this was his fucking chance to make you his!!
your at his, sitting on his bed, awkwardly starring at each other
but he was a nervous wreck at the beginning
but after you ensured him that you do want this his cocky self is backkkk
his lips are millimetres away from your but he stops and looks you in the eyes to make sure AGAIN that this is what you want
yes he has a crush on you but that doesn't mean he’ll do anything you are not 100% sure of.
after you nod he’ll softy kiss you, moving slowly so you’ll get used to it. His hand is softly grabbing your cheek stockig It while the other on is on is resting on your waist.
yes he will tell you if you can do something better or tells you what he personally likes and he will show you how its done
its like he’ll be presenting a whole powerpoint where he will SHOW you exactly how every single point is down - with every variation included
after some time you'll get used to it and things start to heat up
he’ll be nibbling and softly biting on your lower lip making you moan
yes he did this on purpose because now his tongue is in your mouth and you're fighting for dominance.
yes he wins lol
but soon after, his lips are on your jaw, moving down to your neck, sucking and biting down on your skin, leaving marks for everyone to see.
gathering your strength you flipped him over, sitting on top of him.
he’s still smirking until his face drops and you can now only see pure love and lust in his eyes as you start to talke off your shirt
originally you planned to leave marks on his neck too.. but his lips just magically force you to kiss them
so your back again making out lol
you start to tug on his shirt and he’ll gladly let you put it off of him
now its your turn to stare bc this guy is ripped. you can't convince me otherwise
you wanted to kiss his neck and down his abs but NOPE not today hny
daddy mode is actived
he flips you over again
he’s living for it. seeing you lay under him, looking up through your lashes it drives him wild
probably saying something like : “ nah babygirl, you wanted daddy me to teach you - so let me show you the real fun “
he’ll move down and kisses your neck again while his other hand is opening your bra / if you’re a guy or like me and takes every opportunity not to wear one, he’ll gets straight to work and starts messing with you even more
uhm the rest is up for another HC lol
you will end up sore af, with marks you won't be able to cover up, laying on his chest, his body wrapped around you, his hands stockig your back while he kisses your head.
“you’re mine “ you mumble before falling asleep
OKAAY AKAASHI IS NEXT
you probably start the conversation
“hey Akashi, Bokuto told me you’re a good teacher, can you teach me how to kiss?”
he’ll blank stare at you and walk way lol
so you'll run after him
“akaaaashiiiiii please “ you whine the whole time
after the 20th time he’ll stop and look at you
The two of you are currently behind the gym
within seconds you're pinned up against the wall, his arms on each side of you, his face centimetres apart from yours
“Y/N are you sure you want me to do this?” he ask in a low voice
“ y- yes” you stutter taken back by his sudden change
“Kitten I can teach you, but I need you to be absolutely sure if this is what you want” because he is a respectful daddy ok?
after telling him again that you are sure of it he smirks
“ let’s have some fun then”
and his lips are pressed against yours
he. is. so. soft.
he’ll be gentle af until he feels that your comfy
then his dom! is starting to show
similar like Kuroo hell bite and suck on your lips
trying his best to make you moan because that's what he always dreams off
and now he hears you moaning his name and he goes crazy
he kisses your neck, sucking and leaving wet kisses
your hands are wrapped around his neck pulling him closer
he’ll probably lift you up so your legs are wrapped around his torso and he starts attacking your lips again
as his tongue slips in your mouth you start to tense up.
so he breaks the kiss and asks what's wrong
after you tell him that you have no idea how to frech kiss he’ll smile and say that that's what he's here for
hell guide you trough every step
and yes he's a pro
while catching your breath you ask him the one thing that's still in your mind
“you got the keys to the clubroom right?”
“thought you’d never ask” he smirks
yes he taught you even more that day. and yes you continued this little arrangement
for Study reasons. I mean. you wont become a pro with just one training session right?
okaYY last one I decided to do OIKAWA because this will be fun
he’s your best friend and he has a big as crush on you ( vice versa )
and basically every girl has a crush on him
and yes he went on dates ?? and had a few girlfriends ( not for too long tho) but you can say he's experienced right?
so on this Saturday night, you're having your normal movie night
and you kept on looking over at him not sure if you could ask him or if you were running your friendship
but then the opportunity came.
the couple in the movie started kissing.
“ I wonder how this feels” you sigh
“ feels what?” you looks at you confused
“ Kissing “
“ohh you haven't kissed anyone yet y/n” he smiles
“no,.., can you teach me how?” you blunt out
“ Nawww finally taking advantage of me” he teases
but rn he IS PANICKING
“yes. so please do me this favour tooruuuu” you whine
“uhm.. okay I can do that”
Sooo he moves closer
and awkwardly places his hand on your face
his face is moving even closer now
you close your eyes ready to finally be kissed
but nothin happens?
you open your eyes again
and see sweat dripping down his forhead?
“Tooru? are you okay?”
“ I - uhm - I - i just - I don't think this is right? I want you to do it with a person you have feelings for” he tries to save himself
“that's why I asked you” you mumbled
and he chocks on air
“YOU WHAT”
“I like you trashy” you mumble und look up at him again “so please just kiss me”
SOOOO NOW THERE’S NO BACK
yes he is extreme happy to hear that, he likes you too. but there is one bis problem left.
“Tooru? it’s not that you don’t know how to do it so just do it?” you joke. but you hit the nerve.
THIS BOY IS AS INEXPERIENCED AS YOU
“ um you see I like you too .. but ..,... I never ac-”
“OMG WHAT?”
“Dont make fun of me :( all the girls think I'm so great so I normally need to be good kisser - but I haver 0 experience so I never let others kiss me so no one would know about it and tell every one at school” he mumbles
and you couldn't help it he was so cute???
you grabbed his face and kissed him
after he overcame the shock he kissed you back and accidentally bit your lip lol
but this made you moan and your moan switched something inside of him and he MAGICALLY knew what to do
so his kisses are soft, and still a bit awkward but he got better with every second
so now he's kissing your neck, leaving marks while his hands grab your back and pull you down with him
now his hands are on your ass and you’re making out again
to get to the leaning part : you tell each other what you like and what not
because communication is KEY
his hands are under your shirt, tongues fighting for dominance, you both knowing that you will not only be each others first kiss
but not today hny
because his mother walks in his room
dropped the cookies on the floor and slams the door shut
yup mood is ruined
you’re both tomatoes now and you will not come to his place anytime soon again
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pairing: morcia word count: 925 (kinda short, my b) warnings: juss the tiniest eensiest bit of angst because it’s me and because of the drama of this confession, but otherwise i think we’re safe! a/n: haley’s been inspiring me lately. set a little bit after the scene we all know click here to be added to my taglist!
“You’re my god-given solace.”
It was a loaded statement to say the least. It was a compliment, pretty words spilling out from a prettier mouth. It was comfort to her ears, a prompt for tears to spring to her eyes and a small smile to grow on her face.
But what did he mean?
It was hard for her to focus after he said it, her mind darting from possibility to possibility, trying to come up with any sort of meaning to the man’s words. And to take her mind away from what might have happened if he hadn’t jumped from that ambulance.
She didn’t know why she was so worked up over this. It wasn’t like they hadn’t thrown around declarations of love before- that was practically a daily occurrence. They were Derek and Penlope, for God’s sake! Flirting and words of confirmation were how they communicated. So what was so special about this one?
She couldn’t stop thinking about how desperate he sounded when he came back on the phone. There was a tone in his voice she had never heard from. There was need in his voice, desperation in his otherwise calm and sultry voice. She could almost make herself believe that in what Derek thought could have been his last moments, these were the words he wanted to go out on.
And that made her cry. She cried for Hotch, she cried for Kate Joyner, she cried for the victims. And she cried for her love.
She’d accepted years ago that Derek Morgan would never love her back. The words they exchanged were just that to him- words.
But there was always that voice in the back of her head, nagging, nagging, nagging, telling her that maybe Morgan thought of her as more than a friend and a colleague. The voice pointed her towards soft smiles and stolen looks they shared. She was reminded of unspoken words they shared and moments they spent comforting each other.
Of course, it was mainly her being comforted. Derek was strong, oh so strong. But she liked to think that in the moments where it was just them, a blanket, and the basking glow of his old television, that maybe she comforted him just a little. Even hardballs like Derek needed happiness, and she knew that if anyone could ease that pain he tried so hard to hide, she could.
Why, she would ask that voice, would Morgan fall for her? Yes, she was hot, but so was every other woman in the world. What would make her so special?
“Penelope!” she berated under her breath, her own thoughts shocking her. “You are a smoking hot, confident woman, who doesn’t need to put herself down for any man! Not even ones that are practically perfect.”
“Absolutely correct, sweetness,” an all too familiar voice agreed. In her argument with herself, she missed the sound of footsteps approaching her and stumbled back in shock. Rough hands grabbed her shoulders, steadying her, and bright brown eyes stooped down to her eye level.
“You alright?” Those same eyes were glazed with concern, and if she peered past the beauty in them, she could make out her own open-mouthed appearance.
Then sense rushed back to her, and she prodded a finger into a solid shoulder. “I should be asking the same thing to you! What the hell was that?”
Derek’s eyebrow raised, and he shot her a teasing smile, a smile that any other day would make her feel weak in her knees. “Babygirl, I have no idea what you’re babbling about.”
She crossed her arms and shifted her weight onto her right leg. Slowly and carefully, she surveyed his body, taking in the damage with a frown. He was worse for the wear. Soot, or maybe it was ash, was covering what clothes he was wearing that wasn’t tattered.
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”
She could hear the smile in his voice without looking, but there was something else there. Something that wasn’t just platonic love, something that made that little voice come screaming back, something that made her heart skip two beats.
“Why would I?” she cooed, slipping back into normal-Garcia mode with a smirk. “No need to take a picture when I can get it straight from the source.”
He laughed, a bright sound, filling her ears with memories of holidays, anniversaries, and a love that hadn’t happened. She thought about little angels, one boy and one girl being cradled in her arms, him standing over her shoulder every step of the way.
“Penelope,” he breathed, practically stealing hers straight from her chest.
She dropped her facade and gently reached a hand out, cradling his cheek. “Hi, my love.”
Leaning into her palm, he took a second to say anything. “You know…” he cleared his throat.
“I know.”
“No, it’s just… I meant what I said, you know that, right? You are an actual angel on earth, and I love you.”
Damn them, but the tears came rushing back. She let out a watery chuckle and leaned her head back to keep her mascara from running. “Yeah.”
“Do you?” he asked again, gently moving her chin so she was looking at him. Studious eyes stared into hers, and she finally believed that voice.
Her answer was turning away with a smile, cheeks burning hot, but that was nothing new. There was always something about Derek Morgan that made her feel like a giddy girl, experiencing love for the first time all over again.
If she was his god-given solace, he was hers.
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