#holy shit that looks lit af

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How about jjk men reaction if y/n has a tongue piercing? ;D

JJK Men Reaction To Y/N With A Tongue Piercing

A/n: Thank you @luna-lunique for this wonderful request, I hope you enjoy it ❤️.

Characters: Geto Suguru - Gojo Satoru - Choso Kamo - Ryomen Sukuna.

Warning: SMUT MDNI for Sukuna's part ( ofc it has to be spicy with this man )

Geto Suguru: Interested And Flirty

Geto Suguru is your crush, so you got your tongue pierced to match his vibe, since he's got both his ears pierced.

Your piercing wasn't healed yet, so you'd find a difficulty to move your tongue which resulted in you stuttering.

He'd ask if you were okay.

"Oh yeah, I'm fine Suguru, it's just I got my tongue pierced and it kinda hurts a bit"

His eyes would lit up with genuine surprise and interest.

A smile played on his lips, curiousity evident in his gaze.

"A tongue piercing? You've been hiding your rebellious side from me Y/N?"

You'd blush a lot from the way hos eyes were glued to your mouth whenever you spoke, trying yo catch a glimpse of your piercing.

"Didn't know you were into piercings tho! But it's a nice touch, added a bit of mystery in you".

Since he's experienced with piercings, he'd give you some advice on how to care of it in order to heal it fast.

Your tongue piercing was his breaking point, he'd give you multiple hints that he has a crush on you.

"You know people with tongue piercings are my type"

"Maybe I should join the club Y/n. A matching tongue piercing could be quite special don't you think?"

A few days later, Geto would surprise you with a tongue piercing as well, cuz he desperately wanted to match with you.

Gojo Satoru: Teasing

It was when both of you were teasing each other as always.

You'd stick your tongue out to mock him, and that's when he caught a glimpse of the jewelry that decorated your tongue.

A subtle surprised flickered across his face, eyes widened in intruige.

"Holy shit! Stick your tongue out again–Is that a piercing?"

But of course you had to tease him and hide it from him.

So you covered your mouth a ran away from him.

You think he'd give up? Hell no! he'll run after you, catch you and force you to show him your tongue.

Would pin you down, and tried to open your mouth.

"Show meeeeeee" he'd whine.

You'd bite his finger.

You got tired and gave up, so you poked your tongue revealing a cute jewelry.

"Oh someone got an extra sparkle in their mouth, is this your way of ensuring our convos are electrifying?" he'd joke.

Would observe it in admiration, fascinated by your bold choice.

Would definitely try to touch it.

"You're full of surprises Y/N! I love that"

Would appreciate your uniqueness, spontaneity and free spirit to try new things.

Teases you a lot about it but deep down he loves it so much and thinks it's hot.

"Imagine if I put a magnet is your mouth a pull"

"Ugh, I told you this for the 1673829th time Satoru, it's not magnetized".

Spoils you with different jewelries.

"Thought this one might match the sparkle in your eyes"

He'd say with a wide smile, gifting you the new expensive accessory.

"Wonder how it feels to kiss someone with a tongue piercing, wanna help me figure out Y/N?"

Choso Kamo: Concerned AF.

"Like my new piercing Choso?"

His eyes would widen in surprise and concern.

He couldn't help but voice his worries.

Approaches you with a worried glisten in his eyes, carefully opens your mouth to get a closer look at your piercing.

If it was possible he'd shove his head inside for a better look.

"Wait when did you get this Y/N?"

Bombards you with questions.

"Is it painful? Does it hurt when you talk? Omg alright I'll shut up you don't have to answer if it pains you when you speak"

Would he stop asking questions? No.

He has to make sure you're okay.

He's a caring person and his questions reflected his genuine concern for you well-being and safety.

"Does it bleed? How long does it take to heal?".

"Are you supposed to eat certain things or avoid stuff?"

You'd have to comfort him, and tell him that it doesn't hurt as it looks and that you have a high pain tolerance so you can handle it.

If you choose to joke around with him and tell him that it caused you to faint or it started to bleed, man would panic, might faint as well.

Treats you with tenderness and care.

Blows on your food if it's hot, so it won't burn your tongue and cause any infections.

Googles: How to heal a tongue piercing in 1 day.

"It looks great on you my love, but I hate seeing you in pain".

Ryomen Sukuna: Turned On.

It was when both of you were making out.

The accessory on your tongue poked his lips and tongue.

Would pull back in surprise.

"Woah woah! what was that show me!"

You'd stick your tongue out, a smirk played on his lips, a flicker of desire ignited his eyes, mirroring his filthy thoughts.

It was your plan all along, you led him on for a makeout session so he could feel your new piercing.

Instantly turned on, his pants tightening.

"Well, well, look what we have here! Someone is upping their game, spicing things up"

He'd laugh in satisfaction, excited just by the thought of what your pierced mouth could do.

"You're playing dangerous games Y/N"

Would waste a second? No! He'd want your tongue around his D.

"Come on, on your knees now Y/N! I want to know how it feels"

It made him 10x attracted to you, having your tongue pierced revealed your badass and rebellious side that he couldn't help but fall deeper for.

As you did your work down there, he'd focus in the way your tongue piercing lingered around his D.

You'd drive him crazy, and turn him into a hot mess. Only his groans are heard.

[pastafossa]

i saw your pic with charlie, just wanna say that im happy for you. 🥰

congrats on having him hold the red thread, i am very envious with you (and the others) who had the chance to be near him or even just to see him in person.

it was my first time seeing what you look like, and i hope you dont take this the wrong way…but you look like a vampire? i dont know if it’s the lighting but you’re so pale—like wow, that’s pale. like, WOW. THATS. PALE. and the widows peak? gurrlll..you can be morticia adams. and top it off with your dark eyeshadow?? not to mention your aura/vibe? ma’am are you a creature of the night? but it’s fine coz you’re like a happy vampire? like ‘what we do in the shadows’ happy. 🥰

anyway, that’s all i gotta say, congrats again on seeing charlie and i hope you dream of him. 😘

First off I want you to know this is literally, legitimately the funniest fucking way I've ever had asked about my pale af skin, which actually happens a lot. A brief summary of the funniest:

Been asked if I was wearing a wig, because don't albinos wear wigs?

Been asked by my own mother why I was wearing white socks with my flats. I wasn't. Thought that was it. Two years later she asked why I was wearing white tights with my shorts. I also wasn't.

Been told I could signal a plane, no mirror needed, on a desert island.

Been told by two happy tattoo artists that working on me is almost like working on white paper, 'it comes out so bright!'. First artist even knocked 50 bucks off because he didn't need as much ink or time as he usually would.

Had the 'THE BEACONS ARE LIT' comic hilariously reenacted when I wander out in a bathing suit or tank top, or in this case, in my photo with Charlie where they used a light that lit me up like a road beacon. You know, this comic:

Also after sending this to a friend, I have been dubbed Nosferpasta. 'I'm a vampire' is now going in the 'Standard Responses To General Questions Of Why I'm Pale' box because holy shit (truthful answer: one of my medications makes me incredibly sensitive/borderline allergic to sunlight, and I can burn in as little as 15 minutes without sunscreen. That means I never get a chance to tan. Kinda vampirish now that I think about it).

Not me also scribbling down Morticia as a cosplay option cause, well, yeah, I've got the hair and the skin and I definitely wear a lot of black clothes, dark eyeshadow, and black cat-eye eyeliner. I'd barely need foundation at all. Either that or I'll be a happy vampire, which I also love.😂

Thank you so, so much for coming to say hi! I'm honestly still on such a high having gotten him to hold the thread which is NOT something I ever really expected to have happen. I'm going to be drowning in that dopamine for a looooong time!

[queen-elizab3th]

Kim Dracula @ Irving Plaza, NYC

[03.10.24]

...Soooo, I met Kim Dracula 😭💖

First of all, I just wanna give a shout out to all the fans that came out to the show. I met A LOT of people that night and every single one of them was so friendly and I felt so comfortable around everyone. It was the most comfortable I've ever felt around a huge group of strangers at a concert. It was unbelievable. The amount of love and respect was real. 💖

Now onto the events of the night... My sister hooked us up with VIP tickets and both of us met kim. ✨😭✨

I was so unbelievably shy when I went up to Kim. They met me with a huge smile and a wave. Girl, I've never been so stunned by someones beauty that hard before, like, holy shit. 😍

Kim is fucking TALL. Almost broke my neck trying to look up at their face. It was like trying to look up into heaven lmao.

I had plans to actually say words to them and have a small conversation but my anxiety took over, so after saying hi, I asked them for a hug, and they said "sure" while slightly giggling. Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm assuming they were amused at how loud and high pitched my voice was. Despite being super nervous, I was excited af. After hugging, I told them that they were soo beautiful and all I could hear was my heartbeat in my ears so I have no idea if they responded but they were definitely STILL smiling. 🫠 Then we took some pictures, and I thanked them and waved bye. They did the same.

I definitely got the vibe that they were shy and maybe a bit.... Awkward?? But they were very sweet and I wish I could've put them in a pokéball and take them home with me. 😭

The actual show was phenomenal, from beginning to end. I was definitely blown away by the openers. Tallah and Jeris Johnson were very high energy and I'm definitely gonna look up more music by them.

Kim was on a whole other level with their stage presence. I had no idea what to expect but I was surprised at how theatrical the whole band is, not just Kim. Everyone that was on stage lit that shit up.

The fucking intro to Kims' set... Kim creeping out of a coffin will DEFINITELY be the most memorable concert moment of all time. Also, the greatest entrance of all time.

Seeing, or hearing rather, all of Kim's vocal ranges live was insane. They never missed a beat and effortlessly switched between ranges.

At some point during the show, I stopped taking videos and pictures, I even stopped singing. I just wanted to take it all in. I looked at all the band members and looked a kims face for some moments and all I could think was, "They're definitely going places in this world, they're gonna be fucking huge". It made me genuinely happy and excited for them. Then I went back to fangirling. 😂

Being serenaded by a saxophone and inflatable turkey dinner presented by Wellin was another unexpected thing that happened during the show and I was LIVING for that fantasy lmao. (For thoes that don't know, Wellin is kims' brother, and he also plays guitar for kim.)

In my opinion, the songs that got the loudest pop were "Drown" and "Make Me Famous". There's just something about the fans being louder than the band that makes me so happy. ☺️

Also, my sister and I managed to get the setlist after the show. 🎉

And so, that's all for now. There might be somethings I missed but thoes were the main things I remembered. ☺️

💖

[amostimprobabledream]

I finished Season One of The Boys. *SPOILERS*

Thoughts!

HoLYSHIT. THAT CLIFFHANGER. I knew about some of it because of spoilers, but jesus christ it was fun to watch. My god.

Hughie's a sweetheart. As much as I wasn't sure how much I'd like him (I tend to find the MCs of shows like this boring), I actually really love him? Even though he does Bad Shit there's this adorably dorky core I can't help but find super endearing. His and Annie's relationship is like a backbone of sugar to keep this show getting too dark.

STARLIGHT'S MY BABYGIRL. Ugh. I love her so much. Her powers are rad, her costume is so cheesy in a cute way and the way she manages to balance being a nice girl at her core with plenty of flaws and badassery is just *chefs kiss*. The show never lets her get too perfect, so when she does win it's so much more satisfying.

I'm back and forth about whether I like Billy or not. Sometimes he's cool and other times I get sick of his cliched "waaah my wife is dead so I'm gonna be an angry cunt to everyone" schtick. I guess he does a good job of showing that humans contribute to the cycle of corporations, Supes and civilians, but I couldn't bring myself to care much about his angst about Becca. Idk if it's her actress but her doe-eyed face and "ooh I'm so vulnerable" thing got really sickening. Not saying she deserved anything she got but I didn't like Becca. She's just a plot device in this season. I mean, so was Robin but she came off more like an actual person and not just a victim.

I love Frenchie and Kimiko!! Their ship is just so adorable by itself but overall I just love them both, Frenchie's so cool and then such a soft boy for her and Kimiko learning how to be a human again with his kindness towards her is just so SWEET. That scene where she brushes her hair and paints her nails and comes out of the bathroom, I was like, "I know Frenchie's going to compliment her!" and when his eyes lit up at the sight of her I about died.

I don't have any particular opinion on MM, except his nickname is dumb. He's just kinda there.

Okay, okay, OKAY. Let me add a disclaimer: I don't condone anything the character does, I KNOW he's evil and he gets a lot worse, and that is BAD and so forth. Okay?

BUT.

HOLY FUCK I CANNOT GET OVER ANTONY STARR AS HOMELANDER. JESUS CHRISTMAS. HE'S SO TALENTED. I don't think I've been this blown away by a TV show villain since Cillian Murphy in Peaky Blinders, and me being the gigantic Tommy simp that I am, that's a big compliment. Homelander's just so fucking INTERESTING. Yes, he's a total psycho, unstable and narcissistic and petty af, but god does the man know how to work a room. The charisma! The way he smiles and shows too much fang! When his hair gets all messy when he gets mad! His crazy-af mood swings! The way he fucking purrs his lines when he's feeling especially powerful or sadistic? How he's basically canonically a Yandere?? The EYELASHES! The way the other characters shit themselves when they hear Homelander is coming! GOD, it's so, so fucking entertaining. (And YES, I find him hot, OKAY?! I know he looks like a waxwork figure sometimes and I know he's a violent manchild, but I'm such a villainfucker and you give me a good-looking, intensely charismatic but eerily unsettling villain with a fucked-up backstory to rival Mewtwo and powers that mean he treats being shot at like a mild drizzle? What was I meant to do? I am but a mere mortal!)

I'm very smug I figured out how The Boys were going to kill Translucent before they did it. The ol' Man on Fire treatment. As soon as he bragged that his skin was impenetrable, I knew it was already over.

I don't really have any strong opinions on the rest of the Seven? A-Train is meh, Queen Maeve and Black Noir barely do much all season and The Deep is just a fucking creeper and he doesn't even manage to be cool or scary like Homelander, he's just like a fishy date-rapist you could find in any old nightclub. I know Black Noir get some cool moments and I admittedly like his costume and how he's kind of an evil counterpart to Kimiko, but I just don't have much else to say. And I thought Maeve was kind of whiny.

Homelander killing Madelyn Stilwell was so fucking satisfying. I already knew he was gonna beforehand and how he'd do it, but I was still smiling when it happened. Maybe that's fucked up but she'd been annoying me all season and tbh she deserved it - she helped make Homelander the way he is and was grooming him to boot, so fuck her.

I can't wait for Season Two now!

[zedxspacess]

Catching up with Fantasticamania USA, and everything from the Women's 3 way towards the end are all fun.

Personally recommend TMDK vs Hechicero and Virus (both llaveo masters). Lots of technical wrestling and pretzeling each other up, but also creative tag moves that mixes high flying and technical. Virus does an arm drag running up and flipping over from a ring post that looked sick af. Looking forward to that 1v1 in London.

Surprise fav is Gabe Kidd vs Ultimo Guerrero. Based off of vibes, this one really grabbed me. I knew this was gonna be a fun brawl but holy shit they really beat the fuck out of each other. I think the atmosphere of a tiny, poorly lit, crowded, sweltering high school gym really added to the enjoyment. Played to the audience a lot while it makes sense as a way to mess with the other wrestlers' head. UG really should've had a better match up in AEW man 😔😔😔

Mistico challenged DOUKI for the iwgp jr heavyweight belt, which I think he's just shooting an angle for himself bc there's no way that's sanctioned so soon after DOUKI won it 😭 bc if its true, then get ready to tap out to La Mistica, brother.

[dittoqueeno]

. . . because Solomon deserves some LOVE and RESPECT.

C’mon, who wouldn’t admire a guy who’s a magician with 72 demon pacts!?

[sebsxphia]

So it’s v canon to me that bobs favourite holiday is Christmas but he’s never had a proper cold Christmas with snow and when you bring him home the first year and he gets to experience snow for the first time 🥺🥺🥺 I am so in love with him it isn’t even funny

🥹🥹🥹 babey, yes. yes yes yes!! wholesome af!!!!

You first learned that Bob loved Christmas when you told him you lived way up North and you weren’t looking forward to going back home for Christmas, because the planes are always delayed, or worse cancelled, because of the snow.

His face, quite literally, lit up like a Christmas Tree. “I never had snow at Christmas, ever.” he slammed his beer down, proud with his statement. “Holy shit, seriously?” You asked wide eyed. “Yeah, rural Southern states for ya’”

You placed your hand on his forearm, “maybe one day I’ll show you Bob.” A soft smile on your face as you watched Bob grow a rosy pink tint in his cheeks.

One year later, and five months of dating Bob, you were in your home town, albeit late because the planes were delayed because of the snow. You stood outside in your large coats, Bob’s arm wrapped tightly around your shoulder as you looked up at the sky, feeling the wet splatters of the lightest snow fall beginning.

He looked just like a kid, sticking his tongue out to catch it on his mouth, the snow making his glasses wet. Bringing you closer into his chest and kissing your forehead, he sighs, content with the person in his arms right now and the place he’s standing. “Fuckin’ love snow.” “Love ya too Bobby.”

thank you so so much for this dear!! 💌 im so in love with him too omds, i love doing bits for him 🥹💖

[mayhem24-7forever]

Lose You Too - Chapter Two: Bear on a Unicycle

Flag!Reader x Adrian Chase/Vigilante

Author’s Notes: Sorry for the delay on this one besties, life went a little sideways (once again) but good news! I am posting chapter two tonight and chapter three tomorrow! As I always say with my NSFW content, if you’re a minor and you read my content I swear to fucking dilf Superman himself I will find out and block you. Do not test me.  Don’t forget to read the other parts! Prologue and Chapter One here

Also! HUGE thank you/dedicated to my fellow Vig authors and friends @lunaticsandidiots​ and @leaf-dont-leav​ for beta reading this for me because DAMN am I rusty at this.

Warnings: female/afab reader (she/her pronouns), ANGST, mention of canon character death, grief, canon-level violence, swearing/strong language, spoilers for The Suicide Squad (Gunn, 2021) and Peacemaker (Gunn, 2022), alcohol usage, drunk assholes being aggressive in their pickup techniques, harassment, sexual harassment, bar fights, smut, light fingering, penis in vagina sex (I don’t explicitly say whether they use a condom or not but please remember to wrap it before you tap it), being loud af while rough fucking, gun violence, nightmares, hurt/comfort, some fluff (as a lil treat)

After texting Adrian for a few days, Y/N felt confident in saying that he was definitely more than fond of the merman emoji, if anything, he overused it. He used it in place of every other emoji because according to him “it’s like every emotion ever!” which she found endearing, even if it meant she often had to ask for clarification on what he was trying to say. So when her phone lit up with a notification from him, she wasn't surprised to see “just got here 🧜‍♂️” followed by an immediate “p.s. the 🧜‍♂️ means I’m excited for tonight”. She smiled and quickly sent back a reply of “on my way down!”

Sticking her phone in her purse, she looked in the mirror to evaluate how she looked. Adrian had asked her out on their first date and she wanted to look nice, even if they were just going to a cheap sports bar that had, according to Adrian, ‘the best fucking loaded waffle fries you’ve ever had’ and ‘this special drink that tastes like cotton candy and vodka had a baby’. Deciding she was as ready as she’d ever be, she grabbed a jacket and headed out the door.

Downstairs, she found Adrian, dressed nicely, leaning against his silver sebring parked just off the curb.

“Holy shit!” He exclaimed, looking her up and down. “You look- holy shit! I’m sorry, I mean you look really beautiful.”

“You’re looking quite nice too. I like how you look without the red uniform.” she replied, smiling as she approached him.

“Red isn't really my color, I’m more into teal.” Adrian joked.

She chuckled and he opened the car door with a dramatic flourish, announcing “Milady!”

Y/N thanked him as she got in and after he closed the door, he ran around the car to the driver’s side. She looked around as she buckled herself in. His car was surprisingly clean and tidy, no sign of trash on the floor or seats. There was a little rabbit figurine on the dashboard and she smiled at how much it reminded her of an old toy she had as a kid. Adrian hopped in, buckled his seatbelt and started the car. The song ‘Barbie Girl’ blared out the speakers loudly and Adrian practically smacked the console in his rush to turn it off. His face turned beet red and he looked thoroughly embarrassed.

“Hyping myself up on the drive here… I guess I forgot to turn it off.” He said, quietly.

“I like it.” She said, reaching over to turn it back on, although turning it down to a reasonable level so they could talk.

“Wicked” he replied with a smile as he pulled the car away from the curb and began driving.

The drive there was quick, the bar wasn’t too far from her apartment and they spent the whole time talking about how excited Adrian was to show her the waffle fries and the drink which was apparently called a ‘Bear on a Unicycle’. When they pulled up, he helped her out of the car and held the door open for her as she stepped into the bar. O’Rourke’s Sports Bar was your typical run of the mill sports bar, complete with cheesy neon decor and arcade games. They took a table tucked away against the back wall, away from the rowdy crowd of drunks jeering at the football game on the tv. A waitress approached and Adrian ordered the drinks and the waffle fries.

“So, how was your day? Did you work today?” she asked as the waitress walked away.

“Yeah, I had to work the morning shift so I could get tonight off but it wasn’t too bad. What about you?” Adrian replied.

“It was my first day at work, it went fine. It was mostly just paperwork and getting to know my way around and meeting all my coworkers, but I’m told that on Monday I get to actually start the real work.” She answered.

“You said you do computer stuff right? Like hacking and shit? Are you like a ‘guy in the chair’?” he asked excitedly and she laughed.

“Nothing that cool.” She responded, leaving out the ‘not anymore’ that she thought in her head. “It’s a cyber security company so I’m trying to stop hackers by creating programs they can’t crack and fixing any bugs they find."

“That’s some cool shit!” Adrian said. “I just clear tables and refill waters and breadstick baskets and stuff.”

“Why don't you do something else then?” she asked. “You don’t have to work in a restaurant forever if you don’t want to.”

“I don’t have a college degree. I was going to community college but then my mom and my brother died and I took a break to deal with all that and I just never went back.” Adrian answered earnestly. “It wasn't really my thing anyways.”

“I’m really sorry Adrian, I know you said your brother died but I didn’t know about your mom.” She said, reaching across the table to put her hand on his.

“Thanks, it was a long time ago.” Adrian said and their eyes met, holding each other’s gaze.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something else but just then, the waitress returned with a tray, placing the fries and drinks in front of them and Adrian pulled his hand back, averting his eyes to the floor awkwardly.

Y/N waited until the waitress had walked away to speak.

“Well, Adrian, I hope these fries are as ‘awesomesauce’ as you promised me.” she said as he raised his head and smiled, watching her poke at the food cautiously. “Because they kinda look horrifying.”

“Alright, so they don’t look very pretty, but I swear they still taste amazing.” he assured her.

“If you say so. I’m going for it.” she said as she grabbed a fry with her fork, trying to keep the toppings on.

“You’re gonna love it.” he said as she took a bite.

“Holy shit.” she said with her mouth still full. “Holy shit.”

“Good holy shit or bad holy shit?” Adrian questioned as she finished her bite.

“I didn't know something could look that monstrous and taste this heavenly.” she said with a laugh.

“It’s like a party in your mouth, right?” Adrian asked. “Now move your fork out of the way I’m going in.”

The pair talked until the fries ran out and then kept talking. Their drinks, which she had to admit were actually very good despite the weird name and awkward-sounding ingredient combination, ran out so they got more and those ran out too. They both switched to non-alcoholic drinks at two, Adrian so he was still sober enough to drive home and Y/N so she was only lightly buzzed but not drunk. She loved listening to Adrian’s stories, which he’d tell complete with funny voices and animated movements and he was becoming addicted to her laugh. He’d do anything to make her laugh just to hear that beautiful sound again, to see her eyes light up and for her to flash that smile at him.

It was almost time for the bar to close and so Adrian reluctantly pulled himself away from the table to pay the tab at the bar. Y/N checked the time on her phone and was surprised at just how much time they had spent at that corner table, talking.

“Well, ‘ey there gorgeous.” She heard and looked up to see an obviously inebriated man swaying towards her from his group of even drunker friends crowded around a tv. “Wanna get out of here?”

“As flattered as I am by your charming and obviously sober proposition. I’m already here with someone, so no.” she said politely but firmly, hoping he’d get the message.

“What? That little shrimp at the bar?” he asked, gesturing at Adrian. “Let me show you what a real man can do for you, sweetheart.”

He leaned over, placing a sweaty hand on her arm, his face close enough to hers that she could smell the cheap beer on his breath.

“I don’t know what part of your pea-sized brain can’t comprehend ‘no’ but I’m in a good mood tonight so I’ll repeat myself: no, I do not want to have sex with you.” she said with a smile, removing her arm from under his and leaning back to escape him. “Now fuck off.”

“Hey, is this guy bothering you?” Adrian said, walking over and immediately placing himself between her and the guy.

“I was just telling our drunk friend here that he should go home and get acquainted with his hand because it’s the only way he’ll be getting off tonight.” she answered and Adrian smirked.

“You heard the lady, get out of here.” Adrian said, turning to the drunk guy.

“Like I’m gonna listen to some pansy ass little bitch like you.” he sneered into Adrian’s face, but Adrian didn’t even blink, he just kept staring him down.

“I really don't want to kick your ass in front of my date but I will if you don’t fuck off.” he said calmly, almost too calmly and a shiver of attraction went down her spine.

“FUCK YOU AND YOUR SLUT!” the guy screamed and moved as if he was gonna punch Adrian.

Before she could even react, Adrian dodged the punch and pulled the guy’s fist behind his back before slamming him onto the table.

“Apologize to her.” Adrian ordered, twisting the guy’s arm as he cried out for help.

“Fuck, shit, I’m sorry, I’m sorry okay!” He spat out between cries.

The next few events happened in quick succession and it wouldn't be until the next morning that either of them would fully realize just how complicated the fight had been. The drunk guy’s group of drunk friends approached quickly and Adrian spun the guy around and shoved him at them, knocking most of them down. Another one of them came up from behind Adrian and tried to grab him but Y/N kicked his legs out from under him before he could. Adrian jumped on a guy who had tried to swing at her. Adrian was methodical in how he worked his way through the assailants, subduing them quickly and easily. He turned around just in time to see the last asshole get cold-cocked by Y/N’s fist.

Adrian’s eyes glanced over the pile of moaning and groaning men on the floor and did a mental count to realize that she had knocked out at least three of them. They stood there, breathing hard and staring at each other in disbelief.

“Nice right hook.” Adrian said.

“I really liked your roundhouse kick.” she replied before looking around at the stunned bargoers. “We should probably get out of here.”

“Agreed.'' Adrian said before he grabbed her hand and pulled her out a back door into an alley behind the bar.

Y/N could feel her heartbeat pounding in her head, her whole body flooded with adrenaline. From the looks of Adrian, he was feeling the same

“Fuck that was so hot, I’m like rock hard right now.” he breathed out and she looked down to confirm. “Shit, I didn't mean to say that out loud. I’m sorry. I know that like beating people up shouldn't be a turn on and-”

“I thought it was sexy too.” She said quickly, interrupting him.

“Holy fuck, you're like my dream girl, can I kiss you?”

“I’m gonna be disappointed if you don’t.”

She almost didn't finish, his lips crashing against hers a millisecond after she had gotten out the last word. Her back hit the wall, his arms around her body providing a little cushion from the hard bricks. His fingers tangled into her hair with a light pull, his other hand winding its way down her backside like it was exploring. He slipped his knee in between her legs, his hands pulling her ass up to lightly rest her sex upon his leg, coaxing a moan from her lips as his jeans teased that taught little bud. Upon hearing her moan, he smiled against her mouth proudly and moved to her neck, intending to give her the largest hickey he could.

‘Two can play at that game’ she thought and moved her hands from his chest up and around his neck, where they came to rest at the nape of his neck briefly before continuing into the brunette’s curls. She twirled a lock of hair around her finger as he tongued the crook of her neck and she waited until he took a moment’s pause to breathe before she pulled. This caught him by surprise, the breath he was sucking in caught in his throat before a moan pushed its way out.

“Fuck.” he moaned into her skin as she chuckled victoriously, a triumph that was short lived as the sound of distant sirens grew ever nearer, pulling them from their lust-addled make-out session and back into the present.

“Fuck, we’d better go before the cops get here. Or that Vigilante you’re so fond of.” she said with a wink, still trying to catch her breath as she spoke.

“Those guys were drunk and attacked us, legally we did nothing wrong.” Adrian replied, smiling as he caught his breath.

“Well if Vigilante doesn't get them for public intoxication and assault then he’ll get us for public indecency. What do you say we take this somewhere more private? Like my place?” she asked, looking up at him through her batting eyelashes.

“Holy fuck, I’m gonna cream my pants if you do that again.” he groaned. “Let’s fucking go.”

They sped back to his car and then back to her apartment, struggling with great difficulty to last the short ride without touching each other. They fumbled their way into the building and then into the elevator, attached messily at the lips before finally bursting through her front door. As soon as the door shut behind them, Adrian hiked her up into his arms by her thighs, her legs hooking around his waist. He carried her into the bedroom, pushing her back onto the bed and climbing on top, straddling her waist.

She pushed up at his shirt and he pulled it off quickly, throwing it across the room as she took in his surprisingly muscular chest that had been hidden well by his clothes. She quirked an eyebrow up and he smirked, responding simply “I do a lot of push ups.”

“No complaints here.” she replied. “Well, I could complain about your pants.”

“What about them?” he looked down at them self-consciously and she pulled him down to her.

“They’re still on.” she whispered into his ear and he smiled in relief, scrambling off the bed to kick them off, almost falling over as he did.

“We’ve got time.” she assured him with a laugh as she pulled off her clothes, leaving them both in only their underwear.

“I don’t think I can last much longer without being inside you.” he revealed, pouncing back on top of her, his hands immediately finding the latch to her bra and detaching it. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”

“So hurry up and fuck me now and we can take our time on round two.” she replied, her hand palming his hard length through his boxers.

“I swear it’s like you came from my mind or something, you’re literally my dream girl.” he moaned in between alternating licks of her nipples, his hands massaging the tissue as he worked.

“Adrian…” she whined, feeling so empty. “Please…”

He ripped the panties off her body and she let out a surprised gasp.

“I hope those weren’t your favorites.” he teased with a smirk as his fingers traced her lips and found the spot they were looking for. “You’re like dripping wet, babe.”

“So do something about it.” she challenged him and he obliged, slipping a long finger into her pussy.

“Fuuuuuck.” she moaned as he added another, his thumb working circles around her clit.

“Wanna taste you.” he said, pulling his fingers out and up to his mouth as she whined at the loss. “Fuck, you taste better than bubblegum ice cream.”

“Adrian, I need you in me now!” she begged. “Please!”

“As you wish angel.” he said smugly before lining himself up and pushing in, inch by agonizing inch until he bottomed out.

“Oh, Adrian!” she moaned, never having felt that full before, one hand staying hooked around Adrian and the other grabbing the headboard for support.

“I swear I’ll take my time next time but I need you so fucking bad.” He warned her before he began fucking her at a brutal pace, his hands holding her waist so tight they might bruise.

The bedroom was filled with Adrian’s grunts and wet slapping as she began to moan loudly as he rutted into her like he was a feral animal, the bed itself smacking against the wall in a steady beat.

“Not… gonna… last… long.” Adrian groaned between thrusts, one of his hands letting go of her waist and snaking back down between them to her clit. “Want… you… to… cum… with… me.”

His deft fingers found her bud quickly and resumed rubbing, her moans increasing in volume.

“Adrian, oh god yes, Adrian!” she screamed as he pounded in and out. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m-”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” he chanted as he neared climax, leaning down and pulling her into a kiss just before he reached the peak, hers crashing just behind, a scream falling from her mouth as she plummeted.

“SHUT UP!” A voice roared from behind the wall, accompanied by a furious pounding, but it was already too late as the pair finished their loud, panting moans together.

Adrian collapsed on top of her as they heaved deep breaths together, still sheathed inside her. They looked at each other and quickly laughed at having been yelled at by her neighbor.

“That was…” he began, looking down at her flushed face and getting lost in her fucked-out smile.

“Yeah, it was.” She finished for him, gazing into his green eyes beyond his crooked glasses, her hand finding its way back into his messy hair. “I’ve only been here a week and you're already getting me in trouble with my neighbors.”

“I’ll make it up to you.” He said, smiling back at her before leaning down to kiss her.

“Are you suggesting round two? We can try to be a little quieter, for my neighbor’s sake.” she asked with a devilish grin and Adrian questioned if he had died and gone to heaven, right there between her legs.

———————————————————————————————————

Y/N shot up out of bed breathing hard, tears streaming down her face and was greeted with a bedroom she didn’t recognize as hers. Taking a deep breath, she remembered she was staying the night at Adrian’s place. It had been a few weeks since their first date and they'd been seeing each other pretty steadily, still in the honeymoon phase of the relationship. She remembered the nightmare that had woken her up and she put her hand over her mouth to muffle her crying, not wanting to disturb Adrian. Despite this, just seconds after her, Adrian was up and brandishing a large knife he had apparently pulled from under his pillow.

“What’s wrong? Who do I have to kill?” He said squinting around suspiciously at the dark shadows around him, unable to see clearly without his glasses.

She could say nothing, still so upset from the nightmare she couldn’t vocalize her thoughts. Embarrassed, she wanted to just sink into the pillows and disappear. Adrian reached over to the nightstand, turning on the lamp and putting his glasses on as quickly as he could with a knife in one hand. She just looked at Adrian and took in the sight of him, shirtless with his brunette hair tussled messily and his glasses askew on his face, sleep still evident in his eyes when he locked his green eyes with her.

“Is someone in the apartment?” he asked quickly and she shook her head. “Are you alright? You’re shaking.”

“I had a nightmare.” she said quietly, barely able to muster a whisper in her distraught and embarrassed state.

“Oh.” Adrian replied, setting the knife on the nightstand before turning back to her and grabbing her hands, squeezing them reassuringly. “You’re awake now, whatever it was can’t hurt you anymore.”

Her shock and embarrassment faded away into relief as she threw herself into his arms, which enveloped her quickly as she sobbed into his chest.

“Fuck, it was so awful Adrian.” she gasped out.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Adrian asked. “When I was a little kid and I had nightmares about the big purple bastard from McDonald’s, my mom would make me talk about it.”

She stifled a laugh through her tears and pulled herself away from his chest to look at him.

“You were afraid of Grimace, the McDonald’s mascot?” she asked quietly.

“You weren’t? That purple blob was terrifying!” Adrian exclaimed and she laughed, even as the tears continued streaming down her face, which he wiped away with his thumbs, keeping her cheeks cupped in his hands lovingly. “Everyone was afraid of at least one of them, those mascots weren't made for children. Was your dream about the clown one?”

“No. It was about my brother.” she answered quietly.

“You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.” he said, slowly leaning back onto the pillow with her on his chest. “But you don't have to hold it in either, you can let it out. I won’t get upset if you get snotty tears on my chest or anything.”

She let out a shaky laugh, “Adrian, that’s so gross.”

“I’m just saying you can snot it up babe, I won’t judge. Or we can just go back to bed if you don’t want to talk about it.”

She took a deep breath and considered this, but she knew that she needed to get it out.

“I have this dream almost every night. Rick is on the other side of some kind of one-way mirror. It’s like I can see and hear him but he has no clue I’m there.” she began quietly. “Then behind him-”

She paused. He knew that her brother had been in the military and that she had briefly worked in a tech position for the government but he didn't know about Amanda Waller or ARGUS. She couldn’t tell him, it wasn’t safe for him but she didn't want to lie so she decided to not give specifics.

“Behind him appears his boss. She’s a real ruthless woman, I never liked her, I always knew she was going to do something to get him killed. She holds a gun up to his head and I’m screaming at Rick to turn around but he doesn’t notice. My friends from that job are there too and I’m screaming at them to do something to stop her, to help him, but they’re not listening. I’m pounding on the glass trying to get to them but I can’t get through. I’m pleading for her to stop, to put the gun down but she pulls the trigger and I wake up. It’s always the same.” she explained, a few more tears slipping from her eyes.

“I’m sorry you have that nightmare so often, it sounds awful.” Adrian said lowly and she could feel the vibrations of his words echoing from within his chest as he spoke. “But I’m here for you and I know exactly what you’re feeling because it’s what I went through after Gut died. You’re not alone in this anymore, whatever you need, I’ve got you.”

“Can you just hold me for a little while longer?” she asked in a shaky voice, a part of her afraid he might say no.

“Of course babe, I’ll hold you so fucking good.” he responded and she laughed.

And so Adrian just held her as she cried, letting it all out, and when she was done, he held her still. Her breaths found a steady rhythm with his, her heartbeat falling into time with his as she laid there on his chest and calmed down. She felt so at peace there in his arms as he gently stroked her hair. Adrian felt like he had found the place he was meant to be, like he had been made and put on the earth for the sole purpose of finding her. He began to hum a little, subconsciously at first but once he realized he was doing it, he switched to a song that he knew she liked.

Once her tears had dried and she no longer felt like crying, she quietly said “thank you, Adrian.”

“You don’t have to thank me, it’s just what boyfriends do. Besides, you didn’t even get any gross snot on me.” He replied.

Instantly, she sat up from off his chest and stared down at him in shock, a thousand emotions bubbling inside her.

“What?” he asked, obliviously.

“Did- did you just say you’re my boyfriend?”

“Did I? Aren’t I? I mean am I?” he began and she could only stare at him in disbelief. “Did I do something wrong? You're staring at me and you look like you're gonna cry again, I’m not sure-”

She shook her head and leaned down, stopping him from talking as she kissed him from above. It was the kind of kiss that said everything that needed to be said, without a single word. They were boyfriend and girlfriend, it was that simple. He whined when she eventually pulled out of the kiss to speak.

“I know we haven't made it official or anything until now but I’m just really lucky I have a boyfriend like you.”

“I’m lucky I have a girlfriend like you.” he replied before launching back into the kiss.

When they separated again, she laid her head back down on his chest, both feeling their exhaustion creeping in to pull them back to sleep. But before she let it, she remembered something important she wanted to ask him.

“Adrian?”

“Hmm? He replied sleepily as he resumed stroking her hair.

“Why do you keep a knife under your pillow?”

“Oh. For safety.” he said simply, as if it was the most perfectly obvious thing in the world.

She let out an endearing chuckle and let herself drift off to a peaceful sleep in his arms.

[katsukikitten]

Wholesome Frat AU, Clearly aged up, college au, main characters are Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Jiro, Mina, and of course you my dear reader. Sexual themes, mentions of drugs and booze through out.

AHEM

Chapter 1

Denki lies upside down off his bed, staring at his phone when another invite to a party comes through. It's from a classmate he shares notes with and one of the few non toxic dudes on campus. A smile forms on his face, his fingers ready to fly across the screen to confirm his Friday night to be golden and one to remember. 

Or maybe wish to remember as alcohol and maybe some weed numb his senses. 

But then the location comes through, a frat house that's notorious for ignorance and low key rape culture. He turns it down claiming to study and sighs. Staring at his shared four walls from the top bunk. 

"What's going on with you? No one wants you to keep their bed warm tonight?" Sero teases passing him up a beer before starting the next round of his game. Preferring to get buzzed and troll in Apex lobbies than find somewhere to be tonight.  

Their phones buzz at the same time, Kirishima coming through on the group chat. 

Big Red 🦈 : Any plans tonight boys?

Boomboi 💣 : Fuck off, busy. 

Tape dispenser 🎞 : Apex

Zaptos ⚡: got invited to a party but location is sus af. You bro? 

Big Red 🦈 : Yikes 😬 Keepin some ladies safe. Don't like the scene here…

Tape dispenser 🎞 : Same

Zaptos ⚡: Same

Boomboi 💣:  FUCK OFF!

Denki and Sero both smirk at their phones before moving on with their Friday night with small talk of Instagram stories and received risque snapchats. As the beer fridge gets dwindles  their thoughts seem to grow. 

"Okay, listen. Here me out!" Denki says as if Sero would ever come off defensive. He finishes his eighth beer before continuing. 

"What if we started our own frat? Like...like a fucking wholesome one." 

"Dude not only does that sound impossible but what would we call ourselves?" Sero chuckles nursing his seventh beer. Denki pauses for a moment, trying to think of something, anything great. 

"Alpha Kappa Wholesome." He smiles, "Yea that's it!"

Sero laughs from his bottom bunk earning an angry faced Denki to put half of his body over the side of his bed. 

"I'm serious man! We could kick out whoever doesn't match our values. This college is supposed to be about making 'lasting connections' with fellow heroes! How are we supposed to do it when we are cooped up in our tiny dorm!" He gestures to their cramped room. A set of bunk beds and desks with their TV and shared dresser on the far wall. Sero looks around, this sure as hell wasn't like the dorms at UA that's for sure. 

"Okay well two people isn't enough for a frat, man." Sero lets the dream die before it can bloom, running a hand through his raven hair. Denki scrunches up his face before he remembers where his crush stays.  It's as if a light bulb lit up atop his upside down head. He jolts himself falling from the top bunk crashing into the empty beer bottle. They clink in protest but thankfully non break, just roll beneath the bottom bunk. 

"But there is a sorority of only four and we have four friends in our group!" 

Denki decides now is a good time to face time them. Kirishima answers first with a shout that he's gonna step outside, the roaring party and flashing lights die behind the shutting door while Bakugou is illuminated by the light of his screen glaring into the camera while a meek looking girl hides. 

"This better be fucking good." Bakugou growls. 

After an hour and a half of screaming Denki finally convinces Bakugou that sharing a house with the three of them as opposed to a rando was a much better idea. Reminding him that he had done it for three years in highschool surely he could last two more. He agrees but refuses to help argue with the dean meanwhile Kirishima is GLOWING with excitement over the idea formulating with his sober mind the best way to handle the notorious harsh Dean. 

It takes petitions, several meetings and almost til the spring break to come down to this, the final meeting. Bakugou, who has attended every meeting and true to his word has said nothing. Denki nervous as a sinner in church, Sero who's sweating bullets and Kirishima all sit in the room with the board, treasury and the Dean in a final meeting of sorts. 

Kirishima gulps and before he can explain the benefits the frat will have to offer the Dean stops him with a simple show of his hand. Taking a report from the secretary of treasury to look over, he just needed the monetary excuse to back up his favorite word. 

"No." He clears his throat, "Unfortunately funds are too low to be able to support another fraternity." The Dean leaves it at that not even bothering to offer they join something preexisting. 

Three of the four men accept defeat, mentally communicating that they did a good job trying. But the fourth man dreamed of his own room, of his own space to do as he pleased. And all without threat of being charged with murder. Although the fourth man would never admit that the reason he spoke up wasn't totally about the room, it was the look of defeat, anguish on his friends faces that had the room heating up a degree or two and smelling heavily of boiling sugar. 

"Oi, toupee." The hot head let's his seat fall back to all fours, fixing the Dean a withering look, "You said something about not enough money huh?" 

The Dean swallows thickly carefully thinking out his next sentence. 

"Why, Yes its…." Bakugou interrupts before the Dean can even finish his thought. 

"Pretty sure I'm the reason this campus is gonna be swarming with fucking no name extras next year." Katsuki's smile widens as his hand pops, "If you deny this request with the money I'm making you then I'll participate in the university sports festival with another college's across my fucking chest." 

The Dean visibly sweats, Bakugou really was a hard student to land. His brash attitude and unapologetic behavior was popular among the younger generation bringing with it an influx of applicants and donations. It hadn't even been 24 hours since his announcement did it crash the admin and donation site. He panics, not even sure if there is any real estate available on or around campus in order for him to legally allow this fraternity to flourish. As if reading his mind the secretary of grounds offers him a file, an old run down home within a decent walking distance of the main campus. The Dean exhales the breath he didn't realize he was holding. 

"Let's not act so rash. It has just come to my attention that we have some extra funding to be able to purchase a place for you all…" He looks over the file, he hopes this is enough to placate the hot head, "But it will need some old fashioned sweat equity, if we can secure it. The town has been kind enough to offer us first dibs to real estate within a certain radius of campus and if they like our offer you hardworking men will have your 'Alpha Kappa Wholesome home." 

"They better like your offer." Is all Bakugou says before standing, "We get the keys in a month, got it?"

He doesn't give the Dean time to rebuttal, he just leaves while the other shocked three follow suit. It isn't until they are in the courtyard does their excitement hit them all at once.

"HOLY SHIT BAKUBRO ALWAYS COMING IN ON THE FUCKING KLUTCH!" Denki shouts, tackling Bakugou into a hug, Sero and then Kirishima wrap their arms around the yelling hot head who threatens to blow them up. 

"I owe you a fucking drink!" Kirishima shouts lifting the group and twirling them  

"OI OI OI SHITTY HAIR PUT ME DOWN!" 

After that promised drink and a month of waiting the four musketeers stand before their new home. The house is trashed, easily a short sale of a foreclosure as the rent went higher but their wages stayed low. The amount of work to make this place semi decent was going to be astronomical at best. 

Bakugou is thoroughly unimpressed, scoffing as Denki runs up the porch. The vision is clear in the electric blonde's head. The massive porch is clean, with a swing and some chairs, string lights hanging from the wooden ceiling while the half wrapped around, second story porch is draped in endless artificial star light cloaking the house in cozy warmth. 

Dneki opens the front door and plume of dust rushes out around him, the other two follow suit. Taking the steps two at a time as they rush into the house. Harsh garnet stares after them before glancing at their luggage. He decides to leave it all stepping inside. 

Their imaginations run rampant as they stand beneath the large archway to the main living room while Bakugou begins to second guess opening his mouth. That or getting more money from the Dean. Before displeasure can leave the hot head his friends turn to face him, their eyes shining and smiles stretched wide, wide enough it begins to hurt Bakugou's own cheeks. They encourage him to step into the home more, telling him what will go where. For a moment his smile is soft, tender as he looks at these three idiots seeing the bright side of everything before he steels back into his normal self.

"Oi! Quick acting all googly eyed. We've got a lot of work to do and a lot of fucking money to raise." 

The four friends spend majority of their spring term picking rooms and doing basic cleaning. Bringing only one of the two full bathrooms up to par, trying their best to keep up with the old big house. Even after all of them picked their rooms there were still three bedrooms and a den with a door left. They brain stormed adding recruits but Bakugou shot the idea down despite Sero being elected the president of the frat. 

Spring boils into summer, bringing with it the promise of cold hard cash. Bake sales and lunch deals thanks to Bakugou's cooking skills brought in a large amount of income, so did the odd jobs Kirishima, Denki, and Sero found themselves doing. Still they find themselves short.

"Shirtless carwash!" Denki announces earning a glare from Bakugou. Kirishima pipes up before the idea is blasted sky high. 

"Think of the money man. The community around here is soccer mom's and freshly graduated college kids and I don't know about yall but when I go for a run or hit up the corner store after a good run I'm being stared at." 

"That's a valid point Bakugou. I've seen how they flock to you for baked goods, they've been staring at your arms and eyes man." Sero adds voting yes to the idea making it three to one. 

Just as Kirishima said, woman and even some men, flock to the area for a car wash. Some even coming back twice in one day! The cash flow is good but still a bit lacking. Denki wipes the sweat from his brow as he wonders how they will get enough to be able to get decent light fixtures and a working fridge in the dorm. Let alone anything aside from a blown up mattress and folding chairs in the living room. He scrolls through his social media on his break and comes across the miracle he has been asking for. 

A lovely summer picture of four women in bikinis, three of them his housemates have lived with before. Mina Ashido, Jiro Kyoka,  Ochako Uraraka, and then there is the new woman, you.

But what makes the picture that much sweeter isn't even the content itself, no it's that gorgeous caption just beneath it. 

"BASIC BITCH CAR WASH! Help us raise money for an apartment so our sorority doesn't get disbanded!" 

An idea formulates in the electric blondes head so quickly he thinks sparks fly from his ears. A dangerous smile forms on Denki Kaminari's lips. 

[catwithangerissues]

I don’t know if your prompt for this week is still open but the song “when you’re home” by Tyler Shaw for Ushijima or Sakusa? Whoever you prefer! Ps I hope you have a great day✨

When You’re Home by Tyler Shaw- Sakusa Kiyoomi

Notes: This is basically just a bunch of scenarios where Kiyoomi was just like “holy shit, I love you y/n” and it’s cute af 😌

“The ghosts that live in the walls

They watch us dance our living room waltz

Skin protects and it binds

I feel yours on mine

And I know I'm home”

He’d been so shy when he first confessed his feelings for you. How could he not be? You were always so considerate, so kind to him where others would’ve been judgmental. You were beautiful, so smart and perfectly in line with his sense of humor was yours. He was shaking, knuckles turning white from the squeezing in his jacket pockets. He looked anywhere but your face, afraid that you’d reject his feelings. But when you happily giggled and informed him of your own strong feelings for him, he couldn’t help the deep blush and smile painting his face.

“Spinning, spinning 'round

Trust me to catch you and I'll

I'll dip you down

We'll make a palace of this apartment

The best thing of all is only just started and I know

When you're home, I'm home”

You were panting heavily, giggles spilling from in between your breaths. Omi had your hands pinned to the floor by your wrists, laying beneath him, his legs straddling your hips, your hair a mess on the floor beneath you and your partner. His forehead lay on yours, his black curls coming down to tickle your cheeks softly. He was smiling warmly at you, also out of breath, having just won your little wrestling match. You smiled back at him, still exhausted from rolling on the floor in a playful fight for dominance for the past several minutes. After both catching your breath, he stood up, offering you a hand. You gently accepted, and he heaved you up over his shoulder, mumbling about how you shouldn’t interrupt his cuddle time with tickling him again, as he took you back to your shared room.

“Stars through the window, they light up our disco

It's just you and I, the two of us starring in this show

We'll never be alone

'Cause when you're home, I'm home”

You and Omi sat in your bedroom, looking up at the ceiling while laying on the bed. You weren’t necessarily laying physically close to one another, but in that moment, you felt more the vulnerable and intimate. Telling one another of your deepest fears, secrets, desires and confessions. You giggled together, cried, and felt all the love. You felt it in your heart that you were more than safe with Omi, he would never judge you, and he truly loved you for who you were at the core, not the front you put up subconsciously in order to protect yourself from emotional harm. He held you hand lightly, reaching a long arm across the large mattress to give you the affection, and gently rubbed his thumb across your knuckles. You smiled, eyes tear filled at the raw emotions you’d been spilling to one another for the past few hours, once you felt his hand grasp yours. You wanted nothing more than to thank him endlessly for the amount he cared for you and the love he showed you, and he felt the same way about you.

“In the light of some video game

You'll whisper my name

And I'll pull you close

Spinning, spinning 'round

We'll never sleep, 'cause we are royalty now

(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)”

It could’ve been something out of a cliche romance movie, the way the two of you laid on the couch cuddled up, marathoning movies neither of you were particularly interested in. His arms wrapped around your torso, he traced small shapes with his index finger on the small of your back. He was looking down at you with fondness evident in his eyes, a look of pure passion and love plastered on his face. He smiled, a real and genuine Sakusa Kiyoomi smile, you were oh so cute when you cuddled his chest like this. He couldn’t help but hope that he could do this with you forever. The way you hair fell onto your slightly flush cheeks, your lips slightly parted, your hands gripping his shirt, you were even wearing the sweatshirt he’d given you, and your head nuzzled into the crook of his neck. It wasn’t just your physical appearance that made his heart swell and head swirl with all the emotions that he really couldn’t even describe if he tried, it was all of you. Down to the simple things you did or said everyday to make him comfortable, to be with him, to actively show that you wanted him in your life. If he hadn’t already realized long before, now would’ve been the moment he realized he was absolutely in love with you.

“We'll make a palace of this apartment

The best thing of all is only just started and I know

When you're home, I'm home

Stars through the window, they light up our disco

It's just you and I, the two of us starring in this show

We'll never be alone

'Cause when you're home, I'm home”

The moon eliminated the tile floors of your apartment kitchen, the soft music emitted from the speakers in the nearby living room as the rain poured down outside. His hands found purchase on your waist, swaying you slowly from side to side with the beat. He rested his forehead against yours, shutting his eyes, basking in your comforting presence. Neither of you had been able to get much sleep, the stresses of work and life had built up to the point of keeping you both awake. The bright neon oven clock showed 4:28am, but neither of you could find it in you to care about the time. You spun around gracefully together, a bright smile plastered on both of your faces. You giggled as Omi softly whispered the words to the music in your ear, his voice soothing any tension you had from the days previous activities. Nothing else in the world mattered in that moment, just you and Omi.

“I don't need anything more (no, whoa)

Home, four feet or three to the floor

We'll make a palace of this apartment

The best thing of all is only just started and I know

When you're home, I'm home

Stars through the window, they light up our disco

It's just you and I, the two of us starring in this show

We'll never be alone

'Cause when you're home, I'm home

Oh, oh-oh-oh

'Cause when you're home, I'm home”

He nervously fiddled with the velvet box in his right pocket, repeatedly playing the words Komori had tried to comfort him with earlier in the evening in his head. He watched as the night lighting lit up your features perfectly, he took you to your favorite spots today, and the final destination was one he thought to be perfect for the moment he’d ask you to be with him forever. For you to be by his side until he was no longer on the planet, it was all he wanted. He caught sight of your excited expression, glancing at the water beneath the bridge the two of you stood on. No one else was around, the environment was quiet, he thanked the universe for being so kind to him tonight. As you continued to babble on about how beautiful the night sky was, he finally did what he’d been wanting to do ever since the day he realized he loved you. Or, maybe it wasn’t a specific day, actually. Maybe it was always love, and it just grew over time and compiled as you two spent so many years together. He got down on one knee, and watched as your blissful expression turned into a tear covered shock. He spoke words that were nothing like his prepared speech, but they were everything he wanted to say and more- they were the most raw and genuine words he could’ve spoken to you. You incoherently spoke your confirmation and clung to him tightly as he slipped the ring onto your finger, kissing the soft spot while looking deep into your eyes as he did. Tears falling from his eyes as well as yours, he mumbled his appreciation for you.

“Thank you, y/n..”

“You’re my home.”

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🌱This made me cry holy shit

[samwrights]

Two Little Lines

Let’s just keep playing around with the pregnancy/baby theme, shall we? 😂😈 it’s going to be on the fluffier side, however, we are gonna sprinkle in some very mild NSFW. And we got real angsty with Kenma and we’re just gonna make em all real long. Sorry this took me a few days to do!

Kenma;

Let’s be honest, Kenma would be the cautious one that would more so plan for pregnancy.

Life’s going great for Kenma—great job, cushy life, hot wife??? How did he get so lucky?

Cause he’s cute af that’s how

He was finally ready to add another player to the party.

However, life can’t always be perfect and apparently neither can the two of you trying for a baby.

For the last year and a half now, Friday nights were your thing. No streaming, no work, no phone calls. You and Kenma—that’s it. And while he definitely had become very explorative in that time, every negative pregnancy test was wearing his drive down.

It shouldn’t come as a surprise to anyone that Kenma isn’t a fan of going to the doctor, even to check on how his little swimmers are doing. “If it’s not meant to be, we’ll find another way.” But you could tell it was breaking his heart a little bit.

Frisky Friday’s became fragile Friday’s, in which the two of you really just cuddled in bed together, fireplace lit, and talked about hopeful dreams of finally having a child together, until one of you hopefully got in the mood.

Shit, this whole ordeal was even making your marriage rough. Kenma had been so hard on himself lately that he could barely look at you, which caused you to start to feel insecure, causing the both of you to fight.

It’s Friday night. No streaming, no work, and no phone calls. That was how it was supposed to be. But instead, Kenma is naked in bed atop the comforter, playing with his switch.

It’s pissing you off.

“I don’t know what you wanna do anymore, Kenma. Do you even want a family? Do you even want to be with me anymore?”

“Why would you even say that?” It’s Friday night. The two of you are supposed to be hanging out in bed, naked and just being together, not picking fights with each other. But since that seems to be the case, you see Kenma flush with anger.

“Maybe because you’re playing Animal Crossing instead of looking at me??” Your husband sighs before putting his switch on the night stand before taking down the loose knot that his hair typically resides in. He’s anxious. “You’re acting like I’m not upset about this too.”

As you’re talking to him, you cautiously clamber over him, your face filled with raw emotion. And, after being married for the better half of a decade, you can see what he’s feeling. Failure, distress, and pain were only the start of it. “Please, Kenma. One more time, and we’ll start looking at other options.”

Apparently one more time was all it took, according to the three pregnancy tests you’d taken a month later. Seeing those two little lines on one of the tests that your husband had bought in bulk sent your heart into palpitations. You were going to be a mom.

Kenma comes home from work that Friday—you decided to surprise him. “What do you want to do tonight Kenma?”

??? “Honey, it’s Friday. Don’t we usually...” he stops. Either you were giving up on trying, which you two would have discussed, or... “wait, you don’t mean...”

Holding up the positive pregnancy test, you begin to cry. Kenma does too.

“Baby Kozume has joined the party.”

Kuroo;

Only the two of you would get pregnant while having an IUD implant. Literally, that was just your luck. But it was still possible.

Which you had yet to tell Kuroo—at the moment you were thankful the two of you weren’t cohabitating yet because you were able to hide your unbearable morning sickness.

You were at least waiting to see your doctor to have your IUD removed before telling him, mostly out of fear but also because, if he did notice your morning sickness, you could pawn it off as symptoms of the removal.

You hoped that this wouldn’t take too long or as be as painful as it was going in, but then again you were going to be pushing a human out in nearly 8 months.

It’s a Wednesday afternoon; Kuroo has already finished classes for the day while you’re still out at your appointment. He did have a key to your appointment, but it was strange that you weren’t home considering you didn’t have classes.

He wasn’t gonna call you out on it though—Kuroo trusted you. Instead, he opted to just rummaging around your apartment, cleaning up dishes that were left standing in the sink and making lunch for the two of you.

The minute you walked through your door, the smell of his cooking wafted through the air and absolutely did not agree with you or the baby’s sense of smell. “Fuck,” you grit out before bolting to the bathroom to hurl.

??? = Kuroo.

“Babe? You okay?” Your response was more vomiting, which was apparent both by sound and by visual—you hadn’t even closed the door to the bathroom and Kuroo got to witness the scene clear as day.

In comfort, Kuroo rubs your lower back in an attempt to coax the remaining bile from your body. Disturbing, was the only way Kuroo could describe it, considering you rarely ever puked. In the last six years of dating, he’s only seen it once while you drunk.

When the nausea finally passed, Kuroo cleaned your face up with a warm rag before sitting you on his knee while he sat at the edge of the tub. “What’s wrong, baby?”

“That, actually.”

“What?” Kuroo’s a smart guy, however it took him a few minutes to decipher your two word puzzle. “Wait, seriously?”

“Yeah, I was gonna tell you today, actually. I just had to go get my IUD removed.” For a moment he’s stunned—the IUD was supposed to be nearly foolproof. But nearly is the key word.

“Babe, you’re pregnant! Holy shit, I gotta call Kenma and Bo and tell them they’re gonna be uncles!” 💀💀💀

“Sooo, you’re okay with it...?” After all, there was a reason you had chosen to go with an IUD after your guys’ last pregnancy scare two years ago.

After all, being a freshman in college wasn’t necessarily an ideal time to start a family.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” He balks.

“Because we’re college students that still have another year to graduate?” You deadpan as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“And? Now we’re gonna be married college graduates with little baby Kuroo.” M a r r i e d?

“I think you’re getting a little ahead of yourself, Tetsu.”

“What, you don’t wanna marry me?” For a minute, his face contorts with...confusion? Sadness? Anger? A myriad of all the above? “I’ve wanted to marry you since high school.”

“Is this a proposal?”

“The rings been in my gym bag since senior year.”

Akaashi;

Akaashi Keiji, contrary to popular opinion, was a real romantic.

Even as college students, while your focus should be on your studies, Akaashi never slacked on making you feel special and loved. He knew it, you knew it, and your poor neighbors that shared the wall between your bedrooms knew it.

Kinda made it awkward when the two of you would leave for class and you’d meet your neighbors’ eyes in the apartment hallway. But ya know, it is what it is.

Honestly, it’s too challenging not to go at it every day when your boyfriend is the sweetest, most endearing human to walk the planet.

But enough gushing about Akaashi. Four years into your relationship, you had never felt so off in your life. The last three weeks, all you wanted to do was sleep and eat, you couldn’t focus on anything at all. You couldn’t even have sex with Akaashi.

You know, your wonderful partner that you literally boned everyday? Yeah.

It felt like a permanent, three week PMS for a period that never came. Not that that was entirely abnormal for you—intense amounts of stress can throw off your menstrual cycle and stress was certainly no stranger to you.

But no. You knew your body and you knew it well. Something was wrong.

Just in case things went awry, you scheduled a doctor’s appointment with Keiji’s knowledge. After all, it could very well be nothing and there was no point in causing your man to worry.

“Miss, were you aware that you’re nearly six weeks pregnant?” 💀💀💀 obviously not, doc.

Not entirely convinced, whether because you’re a tad dense or because you really just don’t want to believe the doctor, you swing by a local drug store to grab a test. Just in case, like somehow the doctor would be wrong.

Thankfully, you get home before Akaashi is back from work for the evening, giving you the privacy of seeing your results with your own eyes. Even though you literally could go look at the results and notes from your doctors visit, but ya know.

You don’t even know how long you sat on the floor of your shared bathroom, just staring at the two little lines. You didn’t even realize Akaashi came home.

He calls your name, at first not necessarily concerned that the only light in the apartment was peeking from under the bathroom door. But with no answer, he calls out your name again. No answer. “Honey, is it okay if I come in?”

“Y-yeah?” You aren’t really sure how to answer. How the hell was Akaashi going to react? You guys didn’t have time for a kid?? You’re completely zoned out, staring blankly at the bathtub in front of you. Lowkey, you’re freaking out Akaashi.

Even more so when he sees your hand loosely cradling the pregnancy test—judging by your reaction, he knows what the result is. But he can’t think of anything to say, what is there even to say?

He’s not upset, no. Shocked? Obviously. Mad, not at all considering he’s just as much responsible. The “R” word is what triggers him.

Responsible, in the sense that in less than a year, the two of you were going to be parents. It swelled joy within him. While the two of still had yet to speak, Akaashi comes to your side, sliding down the wall to sit beside you before wrapping his arms around you.

“So, are you hoping for a boy or a girl?”

[yourlocalsewerdragon]

sorry I sent the ask late, my phone died while I was about to send the ask last night

anyway here are the raiden pics :D

her poster for the new boss is so cool and the boss music was lit af

even tho this is her puppet SHE LOOKS SO COOL AND BEAUTIFUL??

she so ethereal 🤧

SMUG EI SFJAFJHKDHLYDLHDLYDKHF SHE LOOKS SO STUPID I LOVE HER

THISSSSSS THIS HER SMILING JUST SSDFDSFHKDHLLYSJFATJSHLFHL MAKES ME GO BRRRRR 💓💘💗💘💓💗💖💝💞💖💞💓💘💝💖💗💝💘💖💝💓💞💞💓💖💝

I still have more but maybe that's for later and good morning :)

HOLY SHIT. SHE IS SO FUCKING PREERTUYSRH GFKDFGHSD I CANT DO THIS RN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA SHES SO POWERFUL BUT ALSO SO CUTE SDKJFHALSKJDHFLJAHSDFLJHALSDKJFHGODIDUJFO SIDHJFKJAH I LOVE HER. SO MUCH. I NEED TO DO HER QUEST RN FOR THERAPY

[marvelousell]

The Agreement (Part 6.)

Pairing(s): frat boy!fwb!Tom x reader, frat boy!Harrison x reader

Summary: Tom is a typical frat boy, his love for partying, drinks and girls are bigger than his ego. Y/N is a whole different dimension, she keeps her circle small, and even though she knows her best friend Tom is a total douche, she can’t say no to the little deal that was sealed between the two of them.

Word count: 3.1k

A/N: My heart is beating for Haz rn but Tom is my fave so I’m confused af ok😫. Also who tf is Emily🤡? I hope you like this chapter and I would appreciate it if you leave a comment, reblog or send a feedback!❤️

My tag list is open for this series!

Warnings: flufff, swearing, mentions of alcohol

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5.

Masterlist

“Ready?”

Monday came quickly honestly. Probably the constant overthinking during the whole Sunday and Monday morning distracted you pretty well.

And here you are now.

Fresh out of the shower, with your robe around your body staring at Anna in front of your door who was ready to ‘glam you up’.

“I don’t know, I think I’m gonna puke if we’re being honest.” You spoke, exhaling the air from your lungs.

“It’s totally normal to feel like that! That means you like him.” She winked, marching to your bedroom.

“Well I do like him and that’s why I’m worried. What if I mess everything up? I’m so awkward you know that.” You began to panic, chewing on your bottom lip nervously.

“Just be yourself, he is already smitten. Believe me, what could go wrong?”

Maybe the truth about Tom, I don’t know.

“You’re right, but I’m still sweating and I feel sick.”

“Can’t wait for you to return from the date and say to me ‘oh I was so stupid for worrying it was amazing Ann I love him!’” She mocked you, laughing along with you.

“I really hope that will be the end product after tonight’s date.”

“Harrison is a really great guy, you will have the best night with him I’m sure.”

Your mouth curved into a smile at the thought of him.

At the thought of his blue eyes and his contagious laugh that was ringing in your ears since Saturday.

Maybe he really is the one for you?

If only Tom didn’t come that night at your apartment, everything would be fine.

The thoughts were eating you up, but you tried to remain calm.

“Just remember Tom’s words. Maybe this deal won’t last that long.” You said to yourself.

“So what are we doing for tonight?” Anna spoke resting her arms on the chair, looking at your reflection in the mirror.

“Nothing extra, keep it casual.” You replied, not wanting to look like you’re going to a red carpet.

“Keep it casual got it.”

“Did you spoke with Tom yesterday?” She asked curiously, making your heart skip a beat when she mentioned his name.

You were trying your best not to react.

“No, he didn’t call me. Why, did something happen?” You asked, trying to look worried.

“No, no. Just asking I thought that he maybe apologized or something, but it seems he is still acting like a total douche.”

You kind of forgot the scene from the party, Harrison being on your mind practically every second.

But now that she reminded you, you were pissed. He could at least call and say a stupid ‘sorry’, however he was too proud. Tom would never admit he was wrong even when it was a small, unimportant thing.

“You know he is like that when he is around a girl that he wants to shag, but still I don’t approve that, I mean we’re his friends.” You responded.

“That’s absolutely right. Gosh I don’t know how could someone sleep with him? I know he is hot and all that but c’mon Tom just thinks with his thing down there and that’s disgusting.” She spoke bitterly while your face turned red.

You don’t know a thing Anna, but you’re definitely right about that.

He just knows how to make a girl say yes straight away, that’s the problem.

“U-uh yes, I agree.” Your voice coming out as a whisper.

“Let’s not ruin our night with him, we love him although he is like that so it’s not important. Did our prince charming say where you two are going?” She changed the subject, focusing on your hair that was the last thing that needed to be done.

“Didn’t drop a single clue, he just said he will pick me up at seven.” You chuckled, glancing at the clock.

Thirty minutes and he will be here.

-

“Oh shit he is outside.” You whisper yelled, heart almost jumping out of your chest.

“Listen. Don’t worry, just relax and be yourself. Harrison is fantastic and not a pompous dick like others.” She put her palms on your shoulders giving them an encouraging squeeze.

You closed your eyes, inhaling deeply to calm your nerves.

“Thank you so much Ann, I owe you big times. I will call you when I come home or you can stay here and make yourself comfortable whatever you want.” You said, hugging her tightly.

“Thanks for the offer but I will go home, and I will be waiting for your call. And you miss have fun.” She smiled like a proud mother, hugging you back.

Your hands were shaking, and your stomach lurched when you saw him leaned on his black car waiting for you.

You both immediately smiled at each other.

Harrison was as nervous as you were. He spent his whole day rambling to Harry that tried his best not to laugh at his friend who was totally excited to see the girl that couldn’t leave his head the whole weekend.

He was finally ready to find a girl. Someone who will be here even when things went downhill.

“Good evening gorgeous.” Harrison greeted, flashing you a broad smile.

“Well good evening to you too handsome.” You greeted him back, standing now in front of him with a shy smile plastered on your face.

“You look stunning tonight love.” He half whispered, with his eyes still on yours.

“Thank you, so do you.”

“Ready to hop in?” He asked, opening the door for you.

“Of course, how could I not be with a gentleman like you by my side?” You flirted shamelessly, making him laugh.

“Eager to know where I’m taking you?” He asked, starting a conversation.

Your eyes were glued on the road and everything around trying to guess where you were heading to.

“Definitely, hope you’re not gonna kill me or something already.”

“Too much criminal series love.” He chuckled at your response.

“And I would still want the place to remain a surprise, but don’t worry nothing will happen.” He added.

“It better not Harrison I trust you.” You continued to joke, enjoying the rest of the drive.

-

“And we’re here beautiful.” He parked his car, opening the door for you again.

Holy fuck.

The view was mesmerizing. It was like a hill, with a view on the whole city that was glowing now.

Your whole face lit up, not only because he was creative and didn’t take you to a classic restaurant on the first date but because you had such a great person next to you to enjoy the breathtaking view with.

“This is truly stupendous Harrison..Gosh.” You were so dumbfounded at the sight that you didn’t feel the warmth of his body behind you.

“I’m so glad you like it, I wanted to take you somewhere special the first time.” He spoke into your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

“I appreciate that a lot, and you really left me speechless here.” You giggled, turning your face to his.

Harrison put a lot of effort in this, wanting to show you how much he fancied you.

This wasn’t just an ordinary place that he googled up or something.

This was Harrison’s special place ever since he was twelve. He would often come here when he needed some time for himself or when he wanted to sit and relax looking at the whole town that was in a rush as always.

The place was unique in Harrison’s life. His gut told him he could trust you and that this was a brilliant timing to share it with you.

He hoped maybe it will be your special place by the end of the night, because he was sure you were the girl that will change his life.

“It’s actually my secret place or whatever they call it nowadays.” His eyes lit up looking at the two most beautiful sights in front of him.

“Oh no sorry, now I ruined the whole secret place thing for you.” You grabbed his hand, feeling bad in some kind of way.

“Don’t be silly love, if I thought you weren’t noteworthy I wouldn’t share it with you.” His fingers stroked your skin carefully, making your heartbeat go wild at the feeling of his gentle touch.

“Happy to hear that you think I’m that special.” You whispered, noticing the small blanket positioned on the grass behind him.

“C’mon let’s sit and enjoy the real magic from here.” His hand took yours, rubbing his thumb against your palm.

-

“So you study English Literature?” He asked, pouring the sparkling wine in your glass.

He sure planned this all well, and you weren’t complaining. In fact you loved it so much that you could sit like this forever. Just you and him.

“That’s right. Does it sound that boring?” You asked, the nervousness now long gone.

“Absolutely not! Mr. Phillips must be your favourite professor I assume?” He rose his eyebrow asking sarcastically.

“Are you like in my class or something because that would be awkward as hell. And no c’mon he is a total ass.”

“If I was with you in the same class I would definitely ask a beauty like you out a long time ago, don’t worry. My sister is taking his classes, she started her first year so you know heard some stuff.” He chuckled, sipping his wine.

“I’m sorry for her, he can be an idiot towards students but that shouldn’t discourage her at all.”

“Totally, every college has someone like that.” He added, receiving a nod from you.

You two were talking like you knew each other your whole life and that was something you craved for a long time.

Harrison couldn’t keep his eyes the whole night away from you.

It was something about your irresistible smile and how your head would fall back when you laughed that got him love-struck.

He really liked you and your sweet soul that was full of tenderness.

That was something he could never find in someone ever since Emily.

“Tired?” He gave you a half-smile when he felt your head resting on his shoulder.

“No, just loving this atmosphere and your presence. I could do this every day for the rest of my life if you ask me.” You said softly.

Harrison thought that this was the perfect timing to wrap his arm around your waist, caressing it carefully.

He was sure he wanted to kiss in you that exact moment. Even though he was distracted by his heart that was a beating mess and by his sweaty palms, he couldn’t wait more. He reminded himself if he waited and didn’t speak to you that night nothing of this would happen, so what could go wrong now?

He didn’t want it to be forced, it should be memorable for the both of you.

What’s the point if he doesn’t show you how much he liked you through the kiss?

So his hands leisurely traveled to your arm and shoulder. Your skin was landscaped with goosebumps, and you were sure he could see how your cheeks turned red although it was dark.

You relaxed in his hands, leaning your face into his neck inhaling his scent.

The grin on his face was growing bigger when he felt your body on his, he would trade anything just to be always like this with you from now on.

His fingertips brushed the skin of your hot cheek while his eyes were admiring your body that was illuminated by the moonlight.

Eventually his large palm cupped your cheek, bringing you close to his face.

His nose bumped into yours, his eyes now focused on your sparkling ones.

“Is this okay?” He asked for consent.

“Yes.” You whispered back, wrapping your hand around his wrist.

“God you’re so beautiful.” His lips were ghosting over yours, still testing the waters.

Harrison was exhilarated at that moment, closing the small space between your lips. They were moving against yours delicately. He could taste the sweet wine from your lips mixing with the taste of your cherry chapstick and it was a combination that he will always associate with you.

Your heart fluttered, and the only thing you could think is how his lips were soft against yours.

Harrison would break the kiss, opening his eyes to ensure himself that you were real and that this wasn’t a figment of his imagination before pulling you in for another short innocent kiss.

You both stayed close to each other after the intimate moment, with Harrison’s thumb still on your cheek.

“I really like you Y/N, I want to be around you more.” He spoke in your ear, nothing but the truth.

“And I like you more, hopefully this will be something more.” You responded truthfully as well.

“Thanks for the wonderful evening love, and thank you for giving me a chance to finally find and enjoy the time with someone as pretty as you, inside and out.”

“No, thank you for everything. You were the first who showed some love and interest for who I really am, not just for some fun.” Your voice getting smaller when you said the last part.

“Love, if someone doesn’t see your true beauty behind that graceful face, he doesn’t deserve a single look from you, let alone something more.”

Oh how right you were Harrison, you don’t even know.

You were a grinning mess after his statement, the only thanks you could give him was a small peck.

-

The car stopped in front of your apartment, silence now filling the space in his car.

His hand rested on top of yours through the whole ride back to the apartment.

Harrison was beaming, glancing every now and then at you, memorising every feature of yours.

“Here we are.”

There was just a little bit of sadness that could be heard in his voice, because the night was over and he was already missing you in his embrace.

“Thank you for this beautiful night. You really made it special.” You spoke once again, caressing his hand that you refused to let go.

“Please love, I already said what I really mean. You are a wonderful person and no one could prove me wrong.”

“You Y/N made this night one of my favourites and thank you for that.” He admitted, kissing you passionately.

This one was a much longer and caring. The kiss was like a perfect match and it made you smile during it.

“Thank you.” You murmured as he pulled away.

“I’m going to call you love, I can’t wait to see you again.”

“Not if I call you first.” You answered.

“I won’t complain.”

“Have a good night beautiful.” He added, pecking your lips.

“And you as well handsome.”

It was like you forgot how to walk when you stepped out of his car. Harrison’s vehicle not leaving the driveway until he was sure you entered the house safely.

The smile on your face was genuine and the whole night was repeating in your head non-stop.

It occupied your mind so much that you didn’t even notice the light being turned on in the living room.

Until a loud groan finally caught your attention.

“Who’s there?” Your voice trembling.

“Fuck, just me.” A male voice responded, mumbling the words.

Just me?

“Are you normal? How did you even enter the apartment?” You relaxed immediately when your eyes landed on a half drunk Tom.

“Key behind the flowerpot, not a brilliant hiding place if you ask me.” He laughed while his eyes remained closed.

“Yeah..right, forgot about that. What do you want?” You spitted, clearly annoyed at the realisation that you will probably not spend the night alone.

“Gotta see my favourite girl, but looks like she was busy.” Tom slurred, resting his hands on the back of his head.

“Tom if you’re drunk you can crash on the couch.” You stated, making your way to your bedroom.

“C’mon babe, wanted to spend the night with you.” He rushed next to you, grabbing your waist.

“Thought you didn’t do that.”

“I meant as friends love, but I can always make an exception for you.” Tom whispered as the smell of the strong alcohol hit your nostrils.

“Are you going to talk to me and say why are you here or?” You tried again.

“I was with Sophie today ya know. It kinda went well I guess? Or not? Because she said I’m gonna regret that decision and that tone but hey I don’t care at least her annoying ass is out of my face.” He smiled, receiving an eye roll from you.

“I told you to talk politely, now she is going to get all crazy.”

“I was polite! But she just doesn’t understand what it means I don’t want anything with you. That’s the problem.”

“Okay, you have a point here, she can get pretty hard to handle.” You believed his words knowing she was a special case.

“Thank you. Also I came to apologize for my behaviour.” Tom added, mumbling the last words.

“Oh really? Why?” You crossed your arms, waiting for him to speak.

“Because I was tipsy, and that was a shit move, you know I didn’t mean that.”

“It was.” Your mouth set in a hard line.

“I’m sorry love okay?”

“You’re forgiven, apologize to Ann as well.” You weren’t in a mood for a fight, and he at least said sorry so all good.

“Not happy to see me love?” He turned his attention to you, squeezing your hips.

“I’m tired Tom, but I appreciate your apology and everything, feel free to take the couch.”

“Where were you that late on a weeknight anyways?” Tom asked curiously, eyeing your body and how pretty you looked tonight.

“On a date.”

Date?

Oh yes Harrison.

That dolled up for him?

Why does he even care about that, you two were nothing?

“Looks like you had fun. Tell me more.”

“You really won’t let me sleep tonight am I right?” You asked, trying your best not to smile but he was making it so hard already.

“Nah, let’s make ourselves comfortable on the couch and spend the night like that hm?” He smirked, pulling you back into the living room.

“Why can’t I say no to you? You need to stop that.”

It was so hard, switching thoughts about two boys every minute. One second it was Harrison only and then Tom just shows up out of nowhere and makes everything go wild inside of you.

You didn’t want to lose Tom nor Harrison.

However you were aware that someone in the end will get heartbroken no matter what, and that was your main concern.

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I totally agree with you about Tadashi. I honestly think I’ll enjoy however the final showdowns happen since the other characters seem to be at a good spot in their character arcs, so my main hope is that Tadashi sees his own worth and is able to move beyond Adam’s hurt and their past issues. Ideally for me, Adam moves on too but I won’t hold my breath for it lol.

And I get what you mean about Reki. While his worries and insecurities are understandable, I was definitely on Langa’s side in that he should have control over who he skates with. The only thing I think Langa did wrong is break his word and act as if it was fine. If he thought he would deliberately break the (unfair) promise he made more than once, he shouldn’t have agreed. Overall though, I don’t fault him for skating against Adam.

Also, you are the first person I’ve seen being up the best question in the entire show. There is no reason why Adam shouldn’t be able to buy S. He’s bribing politicians but he can’t buy a road that’s barely used because of rocks and debris plus a factory that’s been abandoned for years?? Thank you, I am forever gonna think about this every time I look at something Sk8 related lmao

Yeah, I think I’ll enjoy them however they turn out because I like all of the contestants who remain. Well, other than if Reki beats Adam because that’s absolutely unrealistic and would be absolute bs, but I’m pretty sure that’s not going to happen. But Adam, Tadashi, and Langa are all approximately equal at this point (Langa lags behind the other two slightly in technique, but makes up with that in improvisation), so I think they’ll be interesting either way. (I’m also absolutely delighted that Shadow was taken out because I despise him. So glad that Adam doesn’t need to waste his time on that clown. >.>)

I definitely want Tadashi and Adam to get over their traumas, and I feel like that’s something that’s all-or-nothing: either they both do, or neither does, because their lives are so deeply entwined together. I personally believe that Cherry and Joe never knew Ainosuke: they only saw the skater Adam, so the only person who knows everything about Adam is Tadashi, who has always been by his side. So they can only really talk to each other about the past to help each other gain understanding/acceptance/forgiveness and start the process of healing. But yeah, I’d love for that to happen... and even if it doesn’t, I’ll probably have headcanons and maybe write a short fanfic about Tadashi visiting Adam in prison and just talking and slowly rebuilding their friendship, lol. Probably with a prologue of his aunts visiting first and heaping abuse on him and telling him that he’s an idiot and they never loved him and absolutely destroying him and shattering his world, forcing him to reflect on everything he’s done. <3

The thing is... did Langa ever actually promise not to skate against Adam? Maybe it’s because I’m neurodivergent and sometimes have difficulty in understanding implied statements and such, but in the talk after they got away from the police, I didn’t get that impression. When Reki says “Langa, you should stay away from him,” and Langa says “Got it,” I didn’t think that Langa was promising to not skate with Adam, but rather accepting his friend’s concerns and suggestion to stay away (without necessarily making a commitment to follow through). Yeah, Reki didn’t want Langa to skate with Adam again--that was clear enough--but to me, there’s a world of difference between acknowledging a statement with “Got it” and agreeing to it with something like “Okay, I will [stay away from him].” So to me, the whole “you broke the promise” felt like gaslighting, which is also why I got so pissed at Reki. >.<

Like, if my friend told me, “You shouldn’t go skydiving because it’s dangerous,” and I told them, “Got it,” I don’t think I’ve promised them that I’m not going to go skydiving. To me, I’m saying, “I acknowledge your concerns and am grateful for your consideration,” but if I go skydiving afterwards, I don’t feel that they have any grounds for accusing me of breaking a promise. They can be worried and fuss over me and want to make sure that I’m okay, but if they decide to cut me off for it because I “broke my promise,” then fuck them. Again, though, maybe I just have a weird understanding of the situation due to the way I think, so let me know if I’m wrong about that by conventional thinking. ^^;

AND YES. Like, sure, people are drawn to it because it’s “illegal”/underground, but he doesn’t need to make it obvious that it belongs to him (in truth, if not in name) and he’s letting them skate there. Though... the way he acts and all his dramatics (setting up a huge projector, skydiving in, etc.) would make me highly suspicious that it did belong to him, if I were there. Who throws so much money and resources and practically turns the place into a fireworks show every night without the police showing up unless it belongs to them? Even before Adam showed up, they had all the lights on--which yeah, it’s necessary for safety reasons, but nobody non-police wondered why an abandoned mine was always lit up at night and tried to investigate?? If they’re trying not to draw attention because they’re “illegal,” they’re going the exact opposite way about it. (Yeah, meta we know it’s because he’s throwing around bribes, but holy shit are they suspicious af.) xD

But if he buys it through a proxy, he can go on pretending that he’s secretly co-opted an abandoned mine and factory, but then they don’t have to worry about the police at all since they’d be unable to hold a raid unless they were doing something illegal like drugs or whatever. The only reason it’s “illegal” (that I’m aware of, at least) is because they’re trespassing on abandoned/private property, so that would easily solve that problem.

[brunomoon1]

Chapter 2 Love summer camp

Leah's POV:

 I woke up to the sound of my sister knocking on my door

"🎶Sleepyhead, sleepy head wake your ass up🎶" she sang to me like always when I was late for something

It started getting annoying after a while so I would always say shut up to her but now was not the time since today was the first day of summer camp

I already told my friends that I had to back down on the summer plans and they understood why so they said that they weren't going to do anything without me

I got out of bed still not fully awake and went inside my bathroom I took a shower and straightened my hair

"Ow shit," I said to the fact that I burned myself with the flat iron

I looked at my neck and there was a huge burn mark there

"Ugh at least that woke me up"

I put my flat iron in my luggage when I was finished using it and walked outside

I saw Taylor on her Nintendo switch in the living room and I went to the kitchen to fix myself something for breakfast

"Hey, where's mom and dad?" I asked Taylor

"Oh they left earlier this morning, they said that they were in a hurry since grandma was in the hospital so you have to drive there"

"Wait I get to drive the car, fuck yes"

"Oh and mom put the address to the camp in the GPS and she gave us some money just in case we got hungry on the way"

I stopped what I was making which was some toast and threw it in the garbage

"Well who wants some fast food," I said with a smile on my face

Taylor's face lit up and she jumped off the couch

"Let's get outta here before we're too late for breakfast"

I smiled at her and picked up the car keys from the counter

"Summer camp here we come"

Three hours later

"Turn right then you will be at your destination"

I turned right and I could see what my dad was talking about how this could a be good summer camp, the cabins looked pretty nice and it looked like it had some pretty good activities here

I parked the car and we got out with our McDonald bags still in our hands I could see some kids and adults standing outside so we went up to them

When we got there I could see all the cute boys already and all the mean popular girls that just like to come to summer camp to pick on people

"Alright so imma say it again all the kids that are 8-15 go with this lady right here"

Taylor looked at me with sadness in her eyes

"It's alright Taylor I'm still here, I'll try to find you when this is over," I said trying to cheer her up

"And all the teenagers that are 16-18 come with me"

I hugged Taylor and we went our separate ways

When I was walking up to the guy I was on my phone texting my mom to tell her that we were there

"Uhm your probably new here or just came but they're no phones allowed," the guy said

"Yeah, I'm just texting my mom to tell her that I made it he-

When I looked up to see who was talking to me I saw the guy that I was standing right in front of me

"Uhhh"

I didn't know what to say he looked so handsome and HANDSOME

"So you probably are new here my name is Peter but you can call me Bruno I work here, but like I was saying you have to put your phone in that basket," he said while smiling and  pointing his thumb over to the basket on the chair next to him

I nodded my head and shut my phone off then put it in the basket

Bruno then walked off to see if anyone else had their phones on them

"Holy shit those man's eyes looked like it was born from a hazelnut with the sun shining in his eyes, and his smile how can someone have a cute ass smile," I said to myself

Bruno then came back to the front

"Alright guys we will start to put you into your cabins, and yes only two people will share it so it's like have your own dorms"

I was so lost in his eyes and the way he talked that I didn't even hear him call my name

"Lizah are you here, raise your hand if your here"

I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and rose my hand then he smiled at me which made my heart skip a million beats

"Alright, Lizah you'll be sharing a room with… Jessica, Jessica you're here this summer too?"

"Yep sure am Bruno," she said walking up to the front with what I could see was a fake ass smile

Her as a person looked fake and I already didn't want to share a cabin with her

She looked over at me and her whole smile faded and she looked me up and down with disgusted  

"Why does it feel like I'm in a Disney movie right now with how she's is acting with me," I said to myself

I looked away and focused my eyes back on Bruno and when he was finished calling the cabin buddies we all got together to find our cabins

Our cabin number was 15 and when I got inside I put my luggage on my bed and went back outside to try and find Taylor I went to try and find the lady that took her and then I finally spotted her out talking to Bruno

She was a nice looking girl that looked like she was in her early 20s maybe 22 or 24

While I was walking up to her Bruno saw me and gave me a smile

"What's up with him giving me smiles and shit he wants me to have a heart attack," I said to myself

I finally got up to them and tapped the girl on her shoulder

"Hi I just wanted to ask where my little sister was"

"Oh, you must be Taylor's sister she was tearing up when she came to me and said that she wanted to see her sister"

"Wait how do you know that she's my sister..."

"You guys look so alike so it's really not hard and the kids should be over in the kid's cabin I think her number is 20"

I nodded my head and thanked her I looked to my side and saw that Bruno was staring at me with a certain look in his eyes which I didn't know how to explain all it made me do was blush

I quickly turned around and went up to the kid's area which looked so much cuter than the teen's area

But even though it was cuter, there was a tone of mosquitos in this area and I was wearing shorts and short sleeves since it was hot af

I got up to her cabin and all I could hear was laughing I knocked on her door and I could hear a girl on the other side she didn't sound like my sister so I knew it was someone else

"Who is it?" the other girl said

"Uhm my name is Lizah I'm Taylor's sister"

I could hear the girl talk to Taylor asking her if she had a sister then she opened the door

"Hi my name is Chelsea"

"Hi Chelsea, I just wanted to check up on my sister to see if she is alright"

Taylor then came out of nowhere

"Hi Lizah I'm alright, and I think I made a new friend"

"That's good to hear, so that would mean that I have to make some friends then"

"You should try and become friends with your roommate," Taylor said

"Yeah I probably should," I thought back about how Jessica acted towards me

"Alright you guys be safe and have fun"

They said by and closed the door I walked off while looking down but then I bumped into somebody

"What the fuck look where you're going"

I looked up and saw my roommate standing in front of me with coffee spilled all over her

"I am in a fucking Disney movie," I said to myself

"I'm so sorry about that, but at the same time you should have looked where you were going too if you saw me looking down plus you shouldn't even be walking around with coffee in your hand if your this clumsy to not look in your surroundings"

She was speechless with what I said probably hoping that this would have ended off in a Disney movie way with me getting napkins for her or her telling me off

I walked away and saw that there was a Cafeteria on my way back to the dorm so I walked inside just to see what was happening

"Hey there gorgeous," said some random guy

I turned around and saw this Fairley good looking but wasn't my type of guy

"Hi…"

"What are you doing around here"

"Uhm I came because it's none of your business"

"Ohh tuff girl I see well my name is Isaac what's your name"

"I don't feel like telling you my name"

"Aw come on, all I wanna know is your name and that's it"

I rolled my eyes at him and walked away

"Hey come on don't do me like that"

"Dude please shut the fuck up before I call out for harassment"

"Damn I like you," he said giving off his smile

I walked inside the cafeteria and of course, again I walked into somebody again

"Woah you gotta watch where you're going there"

The voice sounded familiar and when I looked up I saw no other than Bruno

"Uhh I'm sorry about that yeah I need to watch where I'm going, this is the second time I bumped into someone"

We then started to stare at each other but then somebody called for Bruno which made us come back to reality

"Sorry about that" Bruno said

He bit his bottom lip and walked away

"Why was that such a turn on when he did that"

End of Chapter 2

So how is it so far, tell me in the comments, also follow for more ❤

[emeraldbabygirl]

Cheeky

Genre: smut, it’s all smut, smutty smut smut smut

Warnings/Kink(s): sensory deprivation, orgasm denial, overstimulation, degradation, dirty talk, toys, spitting uwu, oral (giving and receiving)

Length: it’s long af like holy shit, I think it’s the longest one I’ve written??

Hours had passed. Tears stained the black tie that Yongtae was using as a blindfold. The only thing you could hear was your quiet sobs and heavy breathing. Yongtae had covered your ear with a pair of headphones and tied your hands and feet to the bed. But that wasn’t all Yongtae had in store for that night. You had been crying at the overstimulation from the vibe that was strapped to your legs. Yongtae denied you of your orgasm several times, having sped up the vibe just enough to get you there and then putting it back to the lowest setting.

Your body ached for him to touch you, you ached for him to let you cum but you knew his games. And you knew the safe word and although you were thinking of using it right now you pushed yourself to take it. You wanted to see what he had in store for the rest of the night. You wanted him to be proud of you. If it weren’t for the headphones you would’ve been able to hear the bedroom door open. You would’ve been able to hear his footsteps approach the side of the bed and you would’ve been able to hear his chuckle as he called you his fucked out slut. And you would’ve been wet at his degrading words.

You felt a pair of hands by your head. You held your breath as the hands undid the tie. You adjusted quickly seeing as the room was simply lit by the few lamps in the corner. Yongtae adored seeing your figure lightly illuminated by the soft glow of the light. Yongtae’s eyes were cold, like they always were but you knew that there was lust behind them. Yongtae didn’t show emotions and his expressions were always plain, mostly giving off a dark aura and there was nothing hotter. You were so attracted to his looks and he used that to his advantage. Walking to the edge of the bed Yongtae threw his tie on the floor followed by his suit jacket. He crawled on the bed inching his way towards you, your breath caught in your throat. Leaning real close to you he whispered something that you couldn’t make out. He ghosted his lips over yours, down your neck, past your collarbone pausing at your now rock hard nipples. His gaze never left you as his hot breath caused you to yelp. He continued to ghost his lips down your body all the way to your soaking core. You watched as his lips moved again before he wrapped his hand around the base of the vibrator and pressed it up against your extremely sensitive bud. You screamed out, tears falling once again. You caught a glimpse of him smirking, something you never saw him do and it drove you insane. Your core ached for him. “Please Sir” You whined. Yongtae came back up to you and held his two fingers in front of your mouth. “Suck” you read his lips and eagerly opened you mouth wrapping your tongue around his digits. You sucked with need, batting your lashes hoping to get some type of expression out of him again. He had no idea you saw and you needed him to slip once more. 

But he was good with hiding and controlling his emotions and you knew it. And if you told him he slipped he would’ve lost it. You had the bruises to prove it. He thought he could control his expressions and you let him think that until the first time you told him he slipped and he let you have it. You didn’t mind, you thought it was hot and you were thankful for that night because he gave you your very first whole body orgasm. Tonight however you wanted this punishment to be over. What was the punishment? You wouldn’t shut up about his friend. You always called him Gun, mostly because you didn’t know his real name. However if you started calling him by his real name you really would’ve been in for it. Yongtae knew you had a thing for his friend. He didn’t mind being the type he was, Yongtae even offered to let Gun have a round or two with you but back then you were too shy to be shared. Since then though you often caught yourself thinking about Gun and if he was similar to Yongtae or if his fantasies were more fulfilling. Yongtae’s head tilted to the side as he stared through your soul. You slowed your pace and his mouth moved again. You caught the word “Gun” fall off his lips and he pulled his fingers out of your mouth, a trail of saliva connecting from his fingers to your lips. 

He got off the bed and came around to your side once again, this time taking the headphones off. You moaned loud. To let him know that you were needy, to let him know you ached for him and if his back wasn’t facing you, you would’ve seen the devilish smirk painted across his face. He was slowly getting aroused. It always took him awhile, which was why his teasing was so long. You didn’t mind though, the longer he went teasing you the more precious sounds escaped your lips and the easier it was for him to get hard. He pulled up a chair and sat down in it. Leaning back he slowly popped the buttons on his shirt. One button at a time, very slowly until his chest was peaking out. He was teasing you further, you saw the dark colored mark from the last hot night you had and you smirked. Two could play at this game. “Sir, you liked when I gave you that mark. Isn’t that right.” You said matter of factually.  “I remember the way you moaned. It was so sexy Sir, you got me so worked up. The look in your eyes as I sucked at your delicate flesh, the way my tongue licked up your chest, the way my teeth grazed against your hot flesh.” You did your best to focus your attention on him, the low hum of the vibe mixed with the vibrations was working you over the edge but you pushed those feelings aside. 

Your eyes fell on his growing erection that was pushing against his pants, the way it caused the material across his thighs to tighten. His facial expression never changed though. You moaned, “Sir, you’re so hard thinking about it aren’t you. We want me to give you another one don’t you? I can tie you to the bed and bite your skin until you’re covered in purple marks that only I can see.” He had his chin perched in his hand, being held up by his arm that sat on the arm rest. His eyebrows rested on his face, his jaw locked. 

You were getting to him, you could tell. He turned his head and scoffed before leaning over the edge of his seat. Feet flat on the ground, his legs spread, his erection pushing against his pants. You smiled as he clasped his hands. He looked right at you as his face relaxed. “You think you can rile me up slut” The way he hissed that word caused you to sharply inhale. You tilted you head back and bucked your hips into the vibrator. “Maybe. You love it when I try Sir.” Yongtae stood up and hovered over you. His eyes looked into you and you breathed out. “I should’ve kept the headphones on you.” Without warning he turned the vibe on max volume sending a scream to rip out from your throat. “Oh god! Sir please!” You squeezed you eyes tightly as waves of pain and pleasure washed over you. You could feel the knot in your stomach tighten, the familiar feeling of your orgasm coming to shore. “I might love it when you play your games with me but you know that nothing gets you more excited than when I play my games with you. You like the long teasing, all the ruined orgasms, you love the way I stare into your eyes, you love the way I call you what you really are, a dirty, shameless slut.” Yongtae gripped the vibe at the base again and held it against your clit. “Fuck! Fuck Sir, oh god!” you screamed again, tears running down your cheeks. “I’m gonna cum” you gritted your teeth, squirming in the restraints. “No. You don’t get to cum yet. We still have all night. You’re gonna take it until I let you cum. Are we clear?” He growled. 

Whimpers poured out of your mouth as your thoughts turned into putty. Your eyes were open and hazing over as your orgasm came closer and closer. Yongtae never told you how much he loved your expression as he ruined you. He loved your tear stained face, he loved the look in your eyes, he loved the way your chest heaved up and down and the way your body shook, the way your thighs clenched around the vibe, the way your body, moist with sweat, glistened in the low light that emanated from the lamps. Yongtae let go of the vibe but kept it on the highest setting. He swung his legs over the bed and straddled your torso. He unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and pulled it out from his pants and opened it wide so you could see the multiple marks you gave him. You bit your lip trying to hold back from making more noises. 

Yongtae’s hands traveled up your torso and to your breasts. He pinched your nipples in between his fingers and pulled before letting go to slap you right across your breasts. You yelped, you voice shaky from how close your orgasm was. Yongtae knew you were close. “I said, are we clear slut?” “Yes Sir, yes.” you shakily called out. You breathing was heavy. You were at the edge and seconds away from your orgasm. You were ready and bucked your hips one last time into the vibe. But like Yongtae said, you had all night. He turned the vibrator back down to the lowest setting and you let out a frustrated whine that was enough for the corners of Yongtae’s mouth to curl up. “Don’t you need a release S-sir?” you tried to sound confident like you were earlier but you couldn’t control how shaky your voice was and how sore it was from screaming. Yongtae got off of you and sat back down in his chair. “Oh, he’s a bit swollen, I can feel him but I’ll get my release after I’ve finished teasing you. Besides, you always love the way my cum tastes after these long sessions.” You blushed at Yongtae’s words. “You do realize I’m going easy on you. If Gun was running this session he would give you no mercy.” “I don’t believe that, he can’t be worse than you.” you replied. Yongtae pulled out his phone and dialed a number that you only assumed to be Gun’s. “Are you testing me slut?” He asked. You wiggled in the restraints again. Your body was exhausted and you needed release. “What’s going on Yongtae?” You heard Gun’s sweet voice through the line. “Hey, so y/n’s a bit tied up at the moment and thinks you can’t possibly be worse than me.” Yongtae’s gaze was glued to you and sent electricity throughout your whole body down to your core. Gun laughed on the other side before the line went quiet for a bit until Gun spoke up again, his voice different. A dominant tone. “Let me talk to her.” Yongtae stood up and walked over to the bed for the third time that night and held the phone against your ear.

“You might think just because I’m younger than Yongtae means I won’t let you have it. If Yongtae wasn’t such a pussy on the inside he’d let me have my way with you. And Kitten, I’d have my way with you. You’d be screaming all night through multiple rounds, multiple ruined orgasms. You wouldn’t be able to walk for weeks after I finish with you. You might think Yongtae has all the good toys but Kitten, I’ve got much more than him, enough to last 48 hours, maybe longer depending how how much you can take it. And you’ll take it. I’ll have you begging for me to let you cum by the time the sun peaks in through the window. Into the afternoon the next day and another all nighter. You’d be a crying, fucked out mess Kitten. That sweet pussy of yours would be so wrecked by the time I’m done with you, so sensitive, you wouldn’t be able to walk for weeks, even move. Everytime Yongtae touched you you’d scream out at how sensitive you were and you’d remember those 48 hours and beg me to fuck you like that again. So much so you’d stop cumming for Yongtae-”

“Ok, that’s enough Gun.” Yongtae growled pulling the phone away from your ear. “We both know that I can fuck her way better than you. Besides, with the way she rides my cock is enough to keep her coming back no matter how many times I let you play with her.” You had spaced out during this conversation thinking about Gun and Yongtae playing with you had your head spinning. Yongtae ended the conversation and sat on the bed next to you. He cupped your face softly. “Now you believe me correct?” Yongtae said. “Yes Sir.” Yongtae nodded and stood up off the bed and went to his drawer and started digging for something. After a few minutes he comes back and sets something on the bed. Yongtae then turns the vibe off and begins undoing your restraints. You heave a large size of relief and your hands immediately find your pussy and you start gently massaging it. “What do you think you’re doing?” Yongtae says very calmly. He looks at you from the edge of the bed as he opens up a small package. “I- Sir, please, my pussy is so sore, you make my clit so sensitive..please Sir, please fuck me already.” You say bucking your hips as you play with your clit. 

Yongtae crawls on top of you and pulls your hand away from you and pins them to the mattress. “Touching yourself before I tell you to is a penalty.” Yongtae’s lips crash into yours but only for a second as he makes his way down your body. His hot lips nips at the skin along your jawline, neck, your collar bone and down to your breasts. He ghosts his lips over your pert nipples and you gasped at the sensation. “That’s 5 more minutes of you not being able to cum.” You moan out of frustration. “I’m sorry but you know the rules Princess. Now, come here.” You rose off the mattress to grab Yongtae’s hand and in a quick second he flipped you over on to your hands and knees. “Now,” he began running his hands very slowly up your thigh. “Put your face in the mattress.” “Yes Sir.” you did as he asks and your ass rose a little bit. A quick smack to your thighs told you that he wasn’t satisfied. “Higher, come’on stick it up in the air like you would for Gun and spread your legs. I wanna see that pussy.” You face turned red at his words. 

You did exactly what he said and a satisfied humming came out of him. His hands made another appearance on your thighs and the mattress went down and he sat on the bed behind you. His hands traveled up to your ass and began rubbing it. Then a couple swats across each cheek had you moaning into the mattress. “Look at how sexy you look for me. I can’t wait to get that pussy dripping. You were in a position where you couldn’t see jack but that was alright with you because Yongtae had a way with words. “I bought a new dildo just for you. It’s thrusts, you hear that?” You heard the low and strange humming noise the dildo was making and you couldn’t help but wiggle your ass a bit. Another swat landed on your ass. “Keep it still slut.” Yongtae was becoming impatient and you could tell. And when he was impatient it was only the smallest thing that would set him off and even though you were looking for him to fuck you rough tonight you didn’t want this punishment to go on longer than it needed to be. 

You felt Yongtae’s fingers slide right into your pussy. He started slow to tease you and then sped up. “If you try and hold back your moans I’ll add more time understand?” “Yes Sir.” You say making sure your words are loud and clear. Yongtae pulls his fingers out of you and his hands reach around your thighs to get a good grip and pulling your ass closer to him he sets his tongue against your slit. With his other hand he reaches in between your legs and finds your clit. Gently pinching it and rubbing it with his fingers you let out a soft moan as he begins working you up. Through soft moans Yongtae had your pussy dripping and his tongue deep inside you. Yongtae then spit right into your hole causing you to shriek. He chuckled. “Did I ever tell you how good you taste?” Yongtae said pulling away from you. All you could do was moan. Yongtae had the biggest grin on his face as he slid the dildo right into you. 

“Shit” you whispered. With the dildo now all the way in Yongtae turned it back on and you felt as it pumped into you. “Oh shit.” you cried. Yongtae’s hands went to work kneeding your ass. Your moans got louder as the dildo was stretching your walls. “Tell me how it feels.” He said lightly spanking your ass some more. You couldn’t help but push your ass into Yongtae’s hands. “Five more minutes.” he said. You whined as Yongtae came around the bed to face you. You had turned your face to the side so you could see him. “I’m sorry Sir.” A little bit of Yongtae’s soft side came out as he reached his hand over to move your hair out of the way. In a calming voice he asked you once again, “how does the dildo feel fucking your slutty pussy huh?” you moaned again as Yongtae gripped a chunk of your hair. “It feels good Sir, fuck!” “That’s better.” he said letting go of your hair. He propped one side of his body up on his elbows as one of his hands traveled down your back. Traveling under you and light grazing your nipples Yongtae pinched one of them and started rolling and pulling it between his fingers. 

“You have such pretty nipples you know that? And such cute breasts.” Yongtae gently slapped your breast before sitting back up and coming around behind you again. Yongtae pulled the dildo out of you and let it rest on your clit. “You’re doing better than I thought you would.” He said before shoving the dildo back in. You cried out. “Sir you’re not being fair!” “I’m not being fair? I’m not being fair?” Yongtae’s voice gets low and you realize you might’ve dug yourself a hole you can’t get out of. He pulls the dildo out of you and grabs your hips, his nail digging into your skin. “You’re the one not being fair. You feel that?” Yongtae’s grinds his cock up against your pussy, through his pants “You feel how hard I am right now? I have to sit and punish you because you won’t shut up about wanting to fuck Gun when all Daddy wants to do his fuck his little Princess until she cries. All I want to do is mercilessly pound into that whore pussy of yours while you take it and leave nail marks in your hips and cover you in bruises and hickies and fuck you so good you’ll cum over and over and over again screaming from each body shaking orgasm I give you. But Daddy can’t do that because he’s too busy punishing his naughty slut. Maybe if you behaved like you do around Laon we’d both get what we want.” 

“Fuck..I’m sorry Sir, I’ll be good for you please, please just fuck me.” Yongtae pulled away and inserted the dildo back into you. Minutes passed and then hours and he kept denying you of cumming no matter how many times you begged, no matter how many times you cried. Yongtae was laying under your torso with his legs hanging off the bed sucking on your nipples when you noticed the light coming in through the window. You wondered what time it was but you were too afraid to ask. Your whole body felt numb and your legs were shaking as you felt your knees were about to give out. You knew you were getting a kink in your neck and a pain in your back. Your nipples were extremely sensitive from Yongtae’s mouth and your clit felt like it was gonna fall off. 

“S-sir,” you softly whimpered, you’re voice shaking. “my knees are killing me, can I lay on my back please.” At your desperate, soft words Yongtae stopped what he was doing and helped you onto your back. You sighed at the comfort of the bed. “Thank you Sir.” Yongtae nodded. Surprisingly the dildo stayed in place but shifted a bit causing a set of moans to rip through your throat. Your throat hurt from screaming all night and that last moan felt like someone struck a match inside your throat. “I have good news, I’ll let you cum but you have to count for me.” Yongtae said as he spread your legs apart. He sat in between them and rubbed your thighs with his hands. “Count? That’s it?” you were a little surprised as to how easy Yongtae was making this. Yongtae nodded moving the dildo around in you. “If you can count to 20 I’ll let you cum.” you smiled and began counting. “Faster,” Yongtae said “Faster?” you asked. Why was he asking you to count fast? What was he getting at?

“Oops, you have to start over.” there was the catch. If you stopped counting you had to start over. You sighed and started again. When you got to 15 Yongtae started rubbing your clit really fast which caught you off guard and you stuttered over the next number. “Start over.” he stated. You began crying. You were so exhausted and so frustrated. You were literally seconds away from being able to cum and Yongtae was still teasing you. “Sir, please let me cum, please, my pussy is so sore.” Yongtae’s hands rubbed your thighs. “I’ll let you cum when you can count right. It’s all you this time Princess.” You whined again causing Yongtae to furrow his brows. “Aww, what’s the matter, do you not want to cum?” All you could do was jerk your hips and whine. Yongtae was teasing you and there was no way you could focus on counting with him doing this. “Come on now, it’s only to 20, you can do it. You’ll get a nice reward if you cum for Daddy okay?” You nodded and began again. “Faster.” he said jerking your clit off even faster. You did your best to focus on each number and you finally reached 20. 

“Cum.” Yongtae commanded. You let out a silent scream as your voice gave out, your orgasm catching up to you. Your back arched and your legs closed around Yongtae. You let your body do it’s thing as your eyes rolled back into your head. You hands gripped the sheets and your whole body shook as your walls continued to clench around the dildo. Through your whole orgasm Yongtae kept his hands on your thighs gently rubbing them until your orgasm passed. Yongtae pulled the dildo out of you turning it off and placed one of his hands over your sex until your body stopped jerking. It took a good five minutes at least for you to completely calm down. You were panting and the pleasure you felt was so much better than any other time you had with Yongtae. Yongtae let you catch your breath while he softly kissed different places on your body. Starting with your thighs, your stomach, going up past your breasts, over your collarbone and up your neck til he came to your lips. His lips were soft and felt good against yours.

With your shaky hands you reached up to grip Yongtae’s shirt as his body hovered over yours. “Sir,” you asked breaking the kiss. “Yes?” he asked looking into your eyes. “Do you think, sometime, you could let me play with Gun.” Yongtae just stared at you for a bit before he chuckled and kissed your lips again. “You won’t let that go will you? I’ll think about it. But you’ll have to talk to him.” You face turned red at this causing Yongtae to chuckle again. “It’s time for your reward. You did good Princess.” Yongtae sat on the bed next to you and patted his still hard cock. “He’s ready.” you giggled and got in a comfortable position and undid Yongtae’s belt. You slowly undid his pants and pulled out his cock.

It felt good in your hands and although it was already hard you still pumped it, slowly, making sure to look up at Yongtae while doing so. “Mmm Sir, your cock is so hard and long..and so thick.” You brought your other hand to his cock and started pumping with two hands. “it’s so big I have to use two hands” you giggled. Yongtae reached down and stroked your hair with his hands. Taking one hand off his cock you reached up and moved his shirt out of the way. Yongtae let go of your hair and slipped his shirt off his shoulders just enough to give you more access to his chest. You found his nipple and started playing with it. You rubbed it slowly and you sped up pumping his cock. Yongtae’s head slowly tilted back and his mouth opened a gape. You moaned and raised up just enough where your mouth was even with Yongtae’s nipple. You darted your tongue out and gave his nipple quick licks.This caused Yongtae to jerk into you, pushing his cock into your hands. 

“Are you getting excited Sir?” you asked. Your teeth grazed against his nipple before you pulled it into your mouth. Sucking on it caused Yongtae to lean on the bed and when you pulled away from his nipple he let out a shaky moan. You smiled and went back to giving his dick attention. “I love your cock Sir, it’s so perfect. I love the way it feels in my hands.” You bent down again and placed his tip in your mouth. You slowly sucked on it bobbing your head slightly back and forth and making sure that every time you pulled off you licked his tip.  You continued to whisper dirty things to him that caused his chest to heave. You licked the underside of his cock and that caused Yongtae to reach his hand to your head and entangle his fingers in your hair gripping a nice chunk of it. You looked up at him and smiled while you rubbed his tip with your thumb. “Tell me how good this feels Sir. Tell your naughty slut that you love the way she works your cock.” Yongtae wasn’t responding, he was in his own world. 

“Answer me Daddy.” you growled. At those words Yongtae looked down at you and grinned. “It feels amazing Princess. But I need that whore mouth of yours around Daddy’s cock. Don’t keep me waiting.” You nodded and wrapped your mouth around his tip again. Then you pulled off of him once more and licked him up and down his shaft. You left soft kisses at his base and then moved your lips down to his balls. You kissed them gently and wrapped your mouth around one of them. A low groan left Yongtae’s mouth. “Don’t. Tease. Me. Slut” he growled, gripping your hair tighter. You grinned against his shaft. “But teasing you is so much fun. Daddy.” Yongtae pulled your hair so your head came up to meet his face. He crashed his lips into yours and your hands rested on either side of him, pressing into the mattress. His grip loosened as his hands slipped down to grab your breast again. You moaned into his mouth. 

Yongtae broke the kiss and grabbed your hair again and pushed your head onto his cock. “Shut the fuck up and suck Daddy’s cock with your whore mouth Princess.” You wasted no time at all hollowing your cheeks out as he pushed you down his cock. He groaned loudly as he guided you up and down his cock. He laid all the way back on the bed and brought his other hand to your head and held your head as he face fucked you. His thrusting was fast and his strokes were elongated as his tip hit the back of your throat every time. Tears formed in the corner of your eyes and you started making gagging noises as it was becoming difficult for you to breathe. You tried to pull away from his cock but his grip was strong. You gripped the sheets in your hands and tried your best to breathe. Yongtae held your head against his cock, his tip at the back of throat causing you to gagged. “Fuck!” he shouted. Tears were running down your cheeks and you couldn’t breathe. Yongtae finally let go and you pulled off his cock coughing and gasping for air. Your eyes burned and saliva was dripping from your lips connecting to his cock. 

Yongtae just scoffed and jerked his cock in his hand. “I know you can do better than that. If it was Gun’s cock you’d choke on it til you passed out. Come on slut, make me cum.” You nodded and opened your mouth once more and let Yongtae guide you. His grip this time was a little more gentle and allowed you to move at your own pace. You focused your breathing and opened your throat while breathing through your nose. You bobbed your head faster and faster around Yongtae, his breathing becoming heavy. He was getting close. You pushed down to his base and gagged a few times before pulling off of him again. Saliva covering his cock, precum leaking from his tip. You were out of breath. You grabbed the tip of Yongtae’s cock and pulled it down and held it between his legs for a few seconds before letting it go and watching it spring against his abdomen. “Fuck,” he groaned. Yongtae didn’t talk much when you were making him feel good but you could tell by his facial expressions and body movements that he was aroused and getting close to cumming. 

“You like that Sir? You like the way I suck your cock? Your perfect cock, it feels so good in my mouth, do you like the way your cock fills my mouth?” You went back to pumping Yongtae’s cock. Yongtae’s head was tilted back into the pillow and his back came up off the mattress a bit. “Fuck yes. Yes, I love the way your slutty mouth feels around my cock. I love hearing you gag on this hot cock, the way I fuck your throat, my tip hitting the back of your throat, the way your tears run down your face because you can’t breath. You’re so sexy choking on Daddy’s cock. You make such sexy noises, your such a needy, horny mess.” You moaned at his words. “Hmm, Sir, when are you gonna let me ride your cock and shove my face into the mattress and fuck me from behind til I can’t walk?” You whined out these words feeling really needy. “I need to feel your cock in me, I need you to fill my whore pussy with your amazing cock please Daddy. Please fuck me til I cry, make me cum over and over.” as you said this your hands worked Yongtae’s cock. “Soon..be patient.” Yongtae choked out as you got him closer and closer to his orgasm. 

You whined licking his tip once again. “Sir, you know I’m impatient-” “You say you’re impatient yet you’re teasing me instead of letting me cum.” Yongtae grunted out, his hips jerking up into you. You sighed kissing his cock some more. “If I let you cum can you let me ride you please?” Yongtae chuckled. By now Yongtae and you and repositioned yourselves on the bed, him laying right up against the headboard you positioned in between his legs, your arms resting on his thighs as you gently stroked his cock. “Your cock is so beautiful Sir.” you planted kisses up and down his cock again before bending it to the side to lazily suck it. “It would look even more beautiful if you’d hurry up and make it cum.” You laughed, “who’s impatient now?” you asked getting back on your knees again. “I’ve waited all night very patiently unlike you who wouldn’t behave at all. You were very impatient compared to me.” Yongtae said letting you see the smile that was appearing on his face. You blushed and then finally gave Yongtae what both him and you wanted.

His deep moans and cursing had you touching yourself as Yongtae’s orgasm came close. You matched your moans with his and Yongtae’s hand grabbed strands of your hair, his hands and breathing shaky. “More, faster Princess.” Yongtae was like putty in your hands, you had him so worked up he whined every time you swirled your tongue around his cock. His cock jerked up into your mouth a few times and his grip on your hair tightened. He was seconds to cumming so you sped up, bobbing faster and faster on his cock. Yongtae pushed your head down onto his cock and moaned loudly as he came in your mouth. His hot liquid hit the back of your throat causing you to gag. “S-swallow it..slut.” he weakly stated. You did your best to drink up his juices but he pushed your head off of him too soon and drops of cum fell from your lips onto his cock.

Yongtae sat up and gathered the extra juice from his tip with his fingers and pushed them to your lips. “I said all” he whispered, sounding exhausted. You opened your mouth and sucked his fingers clean while he grabbed your breast with his free hand. More cum had dripped down your chin and onto your breasts when you had pulled out. You went to clean it up but Yongtae pulled your hand away. “Hang on,” he said reaching over to the nightstand and grabbing his phone. “Let me send this to Gun, look at the camera Princess.” you looked up at him, your cheeks pink and tear stained, drool and cum dripping down your chin and collecting on your breasts, your own cum leaking onto the sheets. “Good girl.” Yongtae swiped the cum from your breasts and held his finger out for you to clean once again. “Good girl, come here.” Yongtae placed his finger under your chin and brought your lips you his. His lips and saliva tasted sweet. Your body pushed onto Yongtae and he fell back onto the bed while you to continued to kiss. You were both exhausted so you just laid on top of him while he stroked your hair. “You’re such a good girl aren’t you, Daddy’s perfect slut.” you nodded curling your body into him and watched the sun climb higher in the sky as your bedroom filled with daylight. 

Have a shitty gif I made with tumblr uwu. (I wanna know how to make good gifs tho but for now these will work) Holy fucking shit and a half. That took two weeks? I think. Damn. I honestly wanted to stop after the punishment but I pushed myself to write more. Hopefully it wasn’t too much. Bitch I’m exhausted and Dojin wasn’t even punishing me.