#hugging and kissing and holding everyone very tightly from where I am. because I can do little else than I already am.

[nc-vb]

if it’s gotten to the fucking point that the Ministry of Education has to announce that “the school year is cancelled” for part of Gaza because all its students have been murdered, humanity has failed, failed at everything— flat out, point blank, and unequivocally failed.

[tender-rosiey]

“GOOD! NOW PUNCH HIS FACE!”

— when your baby and gojo, geto, nanami, toji, and sukuna get protective over you (f!reader)

a/n: I am alive!! as an apology here is a multi-character post 🙏 btw in toji's part, you're megumi's mom

GOJO SATORU:

two peas in a pod, twins, copies: these are all things people have called your husband and son.

honestly, they’re not wrong. your son has his father’s looks—satoru swears he has your nose and ears but anyway—and he carries the same protectiveness and love he holds for you, if not amplified.

you can’t count on one hand the amount of times the house has been turned upside down because of their fights for a cuddle session with you.

of course, you have always tried suggesting them simply sharing you, but these problem children would rather eat raw zucchini than ever share the cuddle time.

so while your son is barely six, you can still count on him to team up with satoru against anyone who wrongs you in anyway like what’s happening right now for example.

you’re out with your lovely family to buy some groceries, and since they both were whining about getting some sweets, you allowed them to go and snatch a couple from the next aisle.

on the other hand, you stayed to look for another type of detergent to clean the floor—especially since satoru got this new type of paint for s/n and it’s quite an endeavor to remove it with a regular detergent.

however, being in the cleaning supplies section never guaranteed the lack of filthy men who can’t take no for an answer. this one man approaches you, smug grin on his face as he leans on the wall, “what’s a pretty lady like you doing alone?”

“buying groceries like a normal person; now please leave me alone.”

he quickly frowns, “don’t be so stingy doll,” his hand extends towards your arm, “I can show you a good time; I promise—“

the man is swiftly smacked with an egg on his face, and he is left with the egg dripping down his face, “what’s your wrong with your kid, man?!” he yells at the person behind you.

he then grumbles, “ruined a potential good night.”

“my kid was absolutely right in what he did,” you hear satoru’s voice. you then feel a hand on your shoulder, and you’re pulled into a chest you’re all too familiar with, “’toru—“

your husband shoots a small smile your way, pressing a quick kiss to your lips, before looking at his son, “that last throw was very good, s/n! throw another one but just below his stomach."

a cheshire cat-like grin is plastered on your husband’s face as s/n prepares to launch another egg at the man.

there is a very evident scowl on your son’s face as he yells, “don’t you ever bother mama again, you stinky bum crumb!”

the man gasps and tries to make a run for it, but your son wouldn’t be the son of gojo satoru if he doesn’t manage to land the hit exactly where he wants.

the man quickly crumbles to the ground screaming and alerting literally everyone in the store.

so satoru picks both you and s/n and makes a run for it.

you hold tightly onto him, “wait, ‘toru, the groceries!”

“we can always order! saving my princess and son is more important!”

your son grumbles, “but I want to hit the rude man!”

“me too, champ, but—“ satoru sweat-drops and glances behind him, “I doubt the angry security guards would like that!”

GETO SUGURU:

your twin girls are one of the sassiest to exist.

in a way, they take after their father who is also pretty sassy but very low-key.

the sass of all three combined is terrible to be the victim of. luckily for you, they don’t dare direct their triple ray towards you, especially—in any argument—at least one will try to win you over.

if it’s suguru trying to stay on your good side, then he is hugging you from behind, pressing feather-like kisses on your shoulder and whispering about how sweet you are. if it’s the girls, then they cling to your legs and keep yelling about how much they love you.

so it is safe to say that you have a small squad to protect you from any potential “danger”.

“oh my, dear shouldn’t you focus on refining yourself a bit more?” you hear a woman say beside you.

you turn towards her, offended, “excuse me?”

“I mean,” her eyes scan you, disapprovingly, “you look average at best, and with that you won’t be able to find yourself a husband, let alone have children.”

you’re still processing her audacity as she continues, “but then again, it’s probably for the better that you don’t have children; you can barely take care of yourself.”

“can I help you?” your husband says as he approaches the woman.

she smiles condescendingly before chuckling, “I was simply telling this lady to take care of herself more; she hardly looks presentable.”

geto’s smiles tenses up as he is about to give the woman a calm peace of his mind, but his daughters beat him to it.

your older twin stands in front of the woman, scanning her with pure disgust in her eyes.

she grimaces and voices out her thoughts, “you are like a crunchy lizard.”

the woman gasps, “how dare you—!”

you cut off the woman, curious about your daughter’s conclusion, “why a crunchy lizard, sweetheart?”

your daughter looks at you with a small frown, shaking her head, “a crunchy lizard is an ugly sad lizard.”

a snort escapes your husband, and you’re barely able to contain your smile.

your other daughter follows up, looking at her twin sister, “the lady looks like that one green thingy we saw yesterday,” she taps her little foot, trying to remember and beams at the woman, “shrek! you look like shrek!”

then they both glare at her, frowning, “you’re a monkey!”

your husband doesn’t let it go as he deals the final—subtle—blow, “come on now girls; we shouldn’t bully the lady with the mcdonald’s like hairline anymore.”

it seems like the woman can’t take it anymore as she starts sobbing and running to the hills.

a moment of silence is shared across the four of you, before you carry both of your girls in your arms and start tickling them, “I don’t know whether to be proud of you or scold you, little evil girls!”

they squeal, trying to escape your hold and calling for their father.

geto chuckles and wraps his arms around the three of you, “let them have it for tonight, y/n,” he ruffles their hair, “they were brave and defended their mom, after all.”

“yeah, papa is right!”

“yes mama, please!”

you pout then smirk at geto, “well I don’t mind, and since papa is also very proud of you girls, he will buy any toy that you guys want today!”

the color drains from your husband’s face, and he watches motionlessly as his girls latch onto him, screaming about the toys they want.

you giggle at his expression and blow him a kiss. he reluctantly blows you one back, while the girls excitedly pull him towards the toy store.

NANAMI KENTO:

you and your husband were blessed with the sweetest girl as your daughter, and she was just recently joined by another sweet girl.

you can never forget the happiness on your daughter’s face when she saw her baby sister.

it also seems that no matter how many times you give birth, your husband can’t help but get emotional when he holds your baby. his hands are forever delicate as he cradles her to his chest.

you remember what he said during the birth of your first daughter.

“I feel like a piece of heaven has been plucked and placed in my arms.”

the way he always goes soft for the three of you is honestly adorable.

today, you were going on an outing with your—now 6 months old—baby and your older daughter who is almost six.

your husband never brags about his muscular form, but he never misses a chance to carry the baby or the baby supplies.

you have offered to at least carry the bag, but he always refuses, stating that ‘you already carried the baby for nine entire months in your belly; this is the least I can do.’

so yeah, sometimes you wish to smooch your husband till forever, but that’s not the point.

you’re walking hand in hand with your daughter as she sings her favorite song. you hear someone click their tongue, so you look to the side and lock eyes with an old lady. she takes the opportunity and approaches you.

“you should be ashamed of yourself!” she yells pointing at you, “your husband shouldn’t be carrying the baby supplies nor the baby itself for the matter,” she scowls, “that’s your job!”

“with all due respect ma’am, but that isn’t her job, and taking care of the baby should be something we are both responsible for.”

“yeah!” your daughter huffs, “and don’t take out your sad life on my mama!”

your eyes widen as you stare at your daughter.

on the other side, your husband is just as speechless. your daughter pays no one any mind as she continues, “mama works hard every day! you wouldn’t know that! you immature nugget!”

nanami frowns lightly, “d/n, that’s not nice—“

and for the cherry on top, your baby daughter throws the bottle cap she was playing with at the old lady, and frowns at her.

she starts babbling some nonsense that you're pretty sure are curse words in baby language.

having had enough, the old lady huffs, “the utter disrespect,” and starts walking away.

the rest of the spectators’ eyes follow her till she is out of sight. finally then, people start minding their own business, and you and your little family are left to the aftermath.

you giggle, “that was funny.”

“really?!” your daughter beams.

nanami cuts her off, “no,” he then looks at you with a small frown, a sigh escaping his lips, “y/n don’t encourage them—“

your baby daughter screams happily when she sees her sister smile. she starts kicking her feet with the biggest smile on her own face.

your older daughter starts laughing with her and tries to make her little sister laugh more—she was successful.

meanwhile, you chuckle, leaning on your husband’s shoulder, “admit it, kento; it was kind of funny.”

his resolve softens at the sound of laughter from all three of his girls, “okay, maybe a little, but—“

“yay!!”

ladies: 1

kento: 0

FUSHIGURO TOJI:

your husband and son are so alike, save for the part that your husband is a bit more shameless, and your son is more on the shy side.

however, they both have the same bluntness and the tendency to give anyone who they don’t like attitude.

for example, today, you were walking in the park with the both of them to unwind a bit.

not to mention that megumi wanted to walk his dogs which was a plus, since you would be able to watch your dear son play around with them.

it was all going great until you saw an old ‘friend’ who came running at the sight of you. he was someone who has always been way too touchy and in your personal bubble.

you have tried talking to him about it, but you’re confident that he does it to somehow force you into reciprocating the intimacy.

even if you’re a married woman with a freaking kid.

he giddily clasps your hand, “y/n, ‘been a long time!”

“h-hey,” you smile awkwardly.

he laughs, “I was passing by when I saw your figure, and I couldn’t help but come and say hi.”

you nod, “that’s great, but I am busy, so maybe later?—“

“you’ve gotten even prettier!” he exclaims, “I wish you would finally take me out on a—“

“can’t you see that she is uncomfortable?” your son retorts, “also, you should step back; you shouldn’t touch someone like this without asking them.”

megumi squeezes himself between the both you and glares at the man.

the guy was about to reply to your son, but toji pushes him back with ease, pulling you beside him and hand resting on your waist almost by instinct, “kid is right,” he tilts his head a bit, “ever been taught manners or do I have to do the teaching for you?”

the guy is taken back; offended, he snaps “you can’t speak to me like that!”

“and you can’t hold my mom’s hands like that, but here we are,” your son cleverly sasses him.

on the other hand, your—shameless—husband pulls you into one scandalous kiss and smirks at the guy when he pulls back, “and you can’t hit on a married woman, by the way.”

you hear your son gag in disgust at his dad’s actions, but you’re too busy burying your face in your husband’s chest, hoping that the guy disappears before toji makes even more of a bigger scene.

you also hope that the ground would swallow you, but that’s the alternative option.

the guy clutches his fist, before walking away, spewing insults at the sky—since he is too scared to cuss out your buff husband. once the man is out of sight, toji ruffles megumi’s hair, chuckling, “good job, kid.”

your shy bean’s cheeks redden slightly as he looks away, “…thanks.”

you’re still thinking about what just happened when you slap your husband’s chest, “toji, literally why?” you grumble, patting megumi who started holding onto your leg the moment you hugged toji.

“why not,” your husband shrugs with a small smile, taking pride in your flustered form.

“dad, I want ice cream.”

“no, you just want me to let go your mom, so you can hog her for yourself,” toji grumbles, staring down at megumi.

unfaltering, megumi looks up at him ,“dad, I want ice cream.”

“god damn it, listen here you—“

“divine dogs.”

RYOMEN SUKUNA:

there is no denying that both your son and your husband care for you very much, and they both—very aggressively—compete for your attention.

I am talking he literally throws the kid across the room kind of aggressive, and your son, in turn, throws whatever he has at him.

it’s eventful, but you would be lying if you said that it wasn’t one of the reasons why you will get grey hair earlier than everyone else.

so their very aggressive nature is also shown in their protectiveness over you.

a person doesn’t need to insult or even dare flirt with you for your devil duo to make their life a living hell; your husband and son don’t tolerate someone speaking to you if it causes you to ignore both of them.

for example, this one new servant was clueless to where the broom is, and unluckily for him, he saw you sitting with your husband and son in the gardens. he humbly approached you, “excuse me, m’lady.”

you turn to look at him with a smile, “yes?”

he clears throat, a bit flustered by the attention, “I—I wanted to ask where the—“

“up your ass, you disgusting fiend,” your son sneers followed by his father’s ever-permanent scowl.

“who gave you the permission to come and speak to her so casually?” sukuna presses, and the servant quickly falls to his knees.

“m-my apologies, my lord! I did not mean to disturb you!”

sukuna crosses his arms, “well, you did, and you also disturbed your queen and prince,” his eyes narrow at the servant, “what do you have to say for yourself?”

meanwhile, you’re watching all of that, mouth agape and trying to articulate anything to save the poor guy. you finally find your voice, “sukuna, it’s okay; he didn’t mean—“

your son hugs you tightly and glares at the servant, “to think he would so brazenly speak to you like you’re old friends is terrible, mother.”

you can almost see your son’s cursed energy flaring, and you can spot the small smirk on your husband’s face as he watches his son.

before it escalates any further and you find yet another dead corpse in your palace, you pick up your son, kissing his cheek which makes him flustered and causing him to bury his face in your neck.

you look at the servant, “you’re dismissed, and you can ask the head maid about anything you need, okay?”

“y-yes, m’lady!” he, however, stays glued to the ground, “may I have the permission to lift my head?”

sukuna grunts, “sure.”

“thank you, m’lord,” the servant says, before scurrying towards the gate, having secured his freedom after his little mistake.

or at least, that’s what he thought.

your husband slices his legs off with a flick of a finger, and your son, who has inherited his father’s technique, slices the head off.

and so the body falls to the ground, and the other servants hurriedly start cleaning up the mess.

you frown at your husband, “sukuna! he apologized!”

he rolls his eyes, and pulls you by the waist, “do I look like I care? he shouldn’t have interrupted our time together.”

“aww, you’re jealous!”

“no, I am not—“

“hands off, old man!”

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[mall-0-ry]

I just read your fic about MC going back and am BAWLING like a toddler. But seriously, it was so good. If possible, may I request a continuation of that fic where MC returns to Twisted Wonderland after everyone graduated and are now adults? Please make it fluffy with a sprinkle of angst.

honestly,, i never planned making a part two of it, but your idea is ✨chef’s kiss✨ i do love a sprinkle of angst.

okay, i lied it’s not just a sprinkle. i accidentally poured half😔

this is a dorm-head x reader!

PART 1: When yuu goes back…

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RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

- He’s still thinking about you.

- He’ll never get tired of having you running on his mind.

- Riddle was visiting Night Raven College, he was there because Crowley has asked for him.

- He doesn’t know what’s about to happen, and he’s slightly nervous, but still shook of the feeling and walked down the hall confidently.

- when he entered crowley’s office, he found a familiar face he oh so missed dearly.

- his beloved, rose has come back in full bloom.

- you look mature, you’ve certainly become more gorgeous, he couldn’t help but stare hopelessly at you.

- He’s one love sick puppy who’s found his owner once again.

- he want to hold you and never let go.

- “ My dear rose.. you’ve come back..” he said as he smiled, he then reached to hold you but you simply backed away

- he was taken aback, he asked what was wrong, then you simply told him “ I’m dating someone.. “ and smiled.

- his heart ached, at what he’ve found out.

- “ oh.. is that so.. my apologies. “ he said as he rushed out of the office.

- “ I’m naive to think that you would welcome me with your ever so loving arms. will you ever look at me the same way as you’re doing to your Boyfriend? “

LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

- Leona’s became much more busy, than he was in NRC.

- He started doing those task’s of a Prince.

- Leona would often think back the time you’ve spent with him, which made him crack a small smile.

- He would cuss at the dreams he got whenever he woke up suddenly.

- he’s still very emotional, but he can handle it, just as better than before.

- Ruggie is currently working under Leona, as his assistant.

- When he got a call from riddle

- He never shot up from his office chair so quickly.

- You’re back??

- He couldn’t shake off the excitement swelling in his heart.

- so he quickly went to where you are.

- When he landed his eyes on you..

- oh boy.. you looked much more beautiful, you still look as stunning as ever.

- “ Oi, herbivore. what’re ya’ doing here?” leona said as he calmly walked up to you.

- he then hugged you tightly before you can even answer him.

- “ How dare you leave me here with a bunch’a memories. “

- But.. when you told him the news, he was put in a fit of rage.. but decided not to act rashly.

- “ I’ll never be the first in anything, even in your heart.. “

AZUL ASHENGROTTO

- He became an ever successful businessman, despite his shady business.

- the tweels would often comfort him whenever he remembers you.

- because he’ll often end up in an emotional state.

- At his big office, he sat there filling up documents. his gaze landed on a Octopus keychain you gave him, that’s attached to his Keys.

- It suddenly struck him to think of you.

- “ My pearl, when will you be back.. i’ve been waiting for so long.. “ he sighed. his thoughts of you diminishing as soon as he heard a phone call.

- It was leona. who knew he’d take the lead to reach out to him, does he need anything?

- When he answered, He felt like a brick was thrown onto his face.

- Kalim who was with him glanced at him in concern

- Azul ignores Kalim as he felt that the weight on his shoulders has been lifted.

- You’re back?? did the Sea witch heard his prayers? oh’ dear, thank you the benevolent sea with!

- Rushing to the college, bumping into riddle who ran away in tears, he didn’t mind it but made sure to ask him later on.

- He barged in to crowley’s office. and saw you!

- His beloved.

- He felt the same as riddle, a lost puppy who found its owner again.

- He tried to scoop you in a big hug but.. you moved away.

- “ Dear..? what’s wrong? “ he asked while adjusting his glasses.

- when you told him, he felt his heart shatter.

- You’re taken?? by who?! is all he is thinking.

- he was suddenly got forcibly grabbed by leona, and led him outside.

- “ How am i so gullibly naive. i thought.. that i was the one for her.. “

“ Che’ We all thought the same. “ leona retorted as he awaited for the others to come.

KALIM AL-ASIM

- after inheriting his father’s large Business, he turned into a fine refined man, with a cheeky side.

- He and Azul we’re talking about their upcoming business collaboration

- But suddenly, Azul rushed off after getting a phone call from Leona.

- He simply followed him and brought out his magic carpet so he doesn’t get tired from running after Azul.

- Upon realizing that the route to where azul is heading, his heart dropped.

- tons of thoughts swirled through his brain, as his eyes stayed widen in shock.

- Getting off the carpet, Kalim walked up to the tired azul, who is heaving for air.

- “ What’re we doing here? “ Kalim asked in a cheerful tone.

- Azul shrugs him off as he walked towards the entrance of the College building.

- He and azul started running once again. (is this a marathon?)

- Bumping into riddle who’s face is clearly stained with tears, he stopped and let azul go first, as he comforts his Dear Friend.

- Kalim gave riddle a handkerchief as he pats his back.

- Asking tons of questions, only for riddle to not answer any of them.

- He sighed.

- He then smiled cheerfully and said.

- “ Riddle, cheer up! i’ll treat you to the new and famous pastries shop later! wait for me here, yeah? “

- He Joyfully said as he walks away from riddle to continue down to where azul went off to.

- Wait.. what? why is Leona and Azul coming out of Headmage Crowley’s room with such.. sad expressions?

- He shrugged it off and continued.. with a heavy heart he pushed the door and went inside.

- what..? is he dreaming? what are you doing here?

- shouldn’t you be.. no..

- he shook off his thoughts as tears swelled up in his eyes, a big and bright smile painting over his face.

- He shouldn’t doubt your presence here. he should be happy.

- he ran towards you and tacked you onto the ground, with a loud thud.

- “ Jewel! i thought i would never see you again i—“

- he looked down.. on your hand.. specifically your ring finger.

- a promise ring?

- his heart broke.

- nevertheless he still smiled.

- “ Oh.. uh.. sorry jewe— Yuu, i was caught up in the moment.. haha.. “ he shifted away awkwardly as his eyes dimmed to a dull color. with a forced smile stretched onto his face.

VIL SCHOENHEIT

- was already on his way to NRC.

- Dressed so fancily, because he just left an event early to come see you.

- he was honestly the first one to know, since the others didn’t pick up crowley’s phone call.

- He was extremely excited, oh the bountiful dresses and clothes he bought for you years ago.. he can finally see you wear them.

- Oh how his delicate hand went to dial up the restaurant you and him used to frequent to, to reserve a sit for you and him.

- Vil schoenheit wasn’t backing down. since you’re here he can finally show you his affection for you once again.

- Once he arrived, he greeted the three Old Dorm-Leaders with a smile the three shuddered and smiled back forcefully.

- barging in the room to create some good entrance for himself.

- he spotted Kalim awkwardly standing 5m away from you.

- He smiled at you.

- You still look as beautiful as ever, your beauty still rivaling the Evil Queen.

- He bowed down in respect and walked confidently towards you, an outstretched hand waiting for you to hold.

- You stayed stiff as you awkwardly smiled at him.

- ‘ ..Vil.. it’s so good to see you again.. ‘

- Vil shrugged it off and let his hand down gracefully onto his sides.

- “ My Dearest Potato, you have came back.. i’m relieved.. “

- Vil scanned you up and down, His eyes trailing over to every inch of your body and face, as his eyes landed onto your hand, noticing a ring..? what’s that? a promise ring?

- He gasped.

- quite loudly.

- “ My dear? are you betrothed to someone else?? ”

- you denied it and said, that it was only a promise ring that you go from your significant other.

- his heart ached.

- his face grew dark as he stared you down.

- calming himself down.

- he sighed

- He knew that.. you would find someone else

- He knew that he or the others couldn’t take the place in your heart once you returned to your world.

- But being selfish made him feel like he had a chance.

- why did things have to be this way.

IDIA SHROUD

- Idia watched everything go down on his tablet.

- He bit his lips in anxiety and sadness.

- His pale blue lips shuddered at how you casually told everyone that you’re seeing someone else, instead of one of them.

- He was too stubborn to let go of the memories you and him built.

- On how he would wake up with you in his arms, tucked neatly between them, while shuffling near to his chest for warmth.

- On how you’d hold his hand underneath the table when you and him are lab partners.

- many more of those sweet yet bittersweet memories are all he could remember.

- all he could think of are “what ifs”

- He eyes went shut as he exhaled a deep breath.

- behind the muted floating tablet, in crowley’s office. is Idia wallowing in sadness.

- “ Y/N guess i wasn’t able to beat the boss to obtain your love. “

MALLEUS DRACONIA

- Malleus was simply walking around his Palace’s hallway, gazing upon the portrait he had ordered to be painted, a portrait of you.

- he would always pass by this hallway every day for.. 5 whole years.

- using his magic, he casted a spell of illusion, to make it seem like the portrait is alive.

- He danced with the illusion, as bits of green particles surrounds him.

- He knew that Lilia will scold him if he continues to neglect his work as the King of Briar Valley.

- But he couldn’t help but spare a bit of time to see your ethereal beauty.

- Heart full of woe. he continued on his day.

- Sebek barged in his office in frantic

- Lilia, Silver and malleus who were casually talking to each other looked at sebek in confusion and interest.

- “ Your highness, General Vanrouge.. and Silver, i’ve received news that.. They’re back. “

- oh how a single sentence could send him up on his own feet.

- excitement bubbling in his very heart.

- He turned to everyone in the room and teleported instantly.

- oh how he knew who sebek was talking about. he couldn’t help but thank the Thorn Fairy for giving him such a miracle.

- Green elemental particles wafted around the office, seemingly making everyone in the room shock on his sudden arrival.

- He stepped forward, with a huge grin on his face, his hand reach out to hug them tightly so they won’t be able to run away anymore.

- how his face nestled onto the crook of their neck

- He finally feels at home in your embrace.

- As he parts away from you slowly, his smile never ceases to shine

- You simply stood by awkwardly, as vil facepalmed and Kalim inching closer to the door.

- upon sensing your discomfort Malleus concerningly placed his hand on your shoulder

- he had asked you multiple times if you’re alright, and all you could do is nod.

- He studied your every move, your every expressions, he looked you up and down

- seemingly only finding out the ring on your finger

- his face showed disappointment, only to be masked by a small and forced smile

- But everyone knew about his disappointment as clouds started getting even more darker, and thundering.

- Clenching his fist tightly, vil went up to malleus and patted his back in comfort before excusing all four of them(including idia’s floating tablet) out of crowley’s office.

- “ Schoenheit i feel like a fool. everyday i would dream of dancing with them, and having them by my side… “

- “ But it was simply once upon a dream. “

[imightgetbetter]

winners

well, this is less slutty than i envisioned, but that's because my brain is decaying. anyways, yeah, lennon was most likely conceived (in theory) after the win at the brits, so this is the implications of that. it's not fully smut, but like, don't read this if you're a minor. if you don't like the mention of pregnancy or getting pregnant, don't read this either. the girls and gays and theys like to read about matty with the babas, so that's why i'm writing this. if you send me anything mean, i will block you happily! enjoy reading, my friends. send messages with your thoughts and we shall talk tomorrow. hope you like it!

Matty’s arm is around your shoulder, your chair directly next to his, leaving little space between you. On the back of your chair is the suit jacket that you paired with the lacy, black silk adorning your body, but it hasn’t touched you since you walked into the venue. Matty is beside you, George on your other side with Charli, Ross and Jamie across from you, Carly and Adam on Matty’s left. On the table, is an array of wine and hard liquor that you all have more than tapped into, and by the way Matty’s hand is toying with the strap on your dress, and the heat on your cheeks, you’re sure that any win tonight is going to lead to a very messy moment in your bedroom later on, one that you’re more than excited for. Matty looks absolutely at his very best, his hair slightly tousled and his suit properly fit. His smell is calling you, even from beside you, the mix of liquor and the bare hint of smoke, a very strong taste of mint every single time you kiss him, and you want him.

“Can feel your eyes burning into my skin, missus,” Matty smirks, turning his head away from the stage and towards you, leaning over and kissing your forehead. He smiles against your skin when you tilt your head upright and reach for a kiss from his mouth. “My love, if you move your hand any higher, I am going to take you to the bathroom and be very, very unkind to this dress, and probably miss the next award, which just so happens to be ours.”

“I wouldn’t mind,” you whisper, your hand squeezing his inner thigh as you kiss his jaw. “I can’t wait to get home with you.”

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I very much am enjoying it,” Matty hums, grabbing your hand and holding it tightly in his hand, bringing it to his lips to kiss before you can start something you cannot finish in this room. “Careful, or I will get you pregnant, tonight. Can only say it so many times before it’s an empty threat.”

“I don’t think I’d mind that very much,” you smile, tilting your head and looking at him happily. Having another baby has been on your mind, especially with how big your daughter is getting, and you couldn’t lie, you absolutely loved seeing him with a baby. “Make very cute girls, you and me.”

“That’s because our daughter is a spitting image of you, beautiful. All Attie got from me was the hair,” Matty laughs, shaking his head and kissing your forehead, his ears perking to the sound of the announcer beginning to call the next award. “Can’t keep distracting me, love, otherwise I won’t know if we win.”

“You’ll win. Either way, you’ll win,” you say confidently, and you nod towards the stage where the presenter is saying each of the nominees’ names aloud. Matty is holding Hann’s shoulders and you’re leaning on Matty’s, squeezing his arms for encouragement. “And the winner is …”

Matty and George jump out from the table first, Matty’s hands immediately grabbing your cheeks and kissing you deeply, so deeply you lose your breath. George grabs you next, kissing your cheek and everyone around the table is cheering and it feels like all the excitement you’ve been feeling the entire day has finally reached its peak, and you quickly take out your phone to record the band hugging and sharing brotherly kisses as they all walk up the stage and Matty takes the microphone to speak. Carly squeezes your shoulders, and you stay standing together, taking in the moment.

“Ah,” Matty begins, looking from the microphone in his hand to the award, smiling brightly at you before turning to Ross, George, and Adam next to him. “Thank you very much for this. Thank you to Dirty Hit. Thank you to Jamie. Thank you to our families and our friends. Thank you to our wonderful partners that are here with us.” Matty pauses for a minute, “Thank you to my missus, my better half, I would not be able to do this without you. Thank you for letting me write songs about you for the last ten years and for the next fifty. Thank you for not absolutely kicking our asses when we make the worst noise possible in the middle of the day. Thank you for being the best friend.” Matty smiles to himself, swallowing for a moment and trying to gather his voice before saying, “Thank you to our fans, all of you, for always being behind us, and all of the things we do. It means the world to us, and we don’t take it for granted.” Matty knows Attie is at home with your mother watching the show, most likely struggling to stay awake to see her father on the television, and he looks directly into the camera, “Our biggest thank you goes to our biggest fan, my little girl who is watching at home, every single day we look forward to hearing you sing songs that you have absolutely no idea what they mean, and we hope you never get embarrassed by us, even though I am sure you will. I love you. Goodnight, everyone!”

Matty rushes over to you as soon as they’re off the stage, wrapping you in his arms and hugging you tightly. His mouth finds yours immediately, and you can’t hide the way you sink into his touch, the way the warmth of his body and his mouth makes you feel like you’re home, even in the chaos of people. Matty’s hands struggle to stay above your waist, just a swift movement and his hand would be under your dress where he really wants to be. “I want to take you home.”

“Our daughter is waiting up for you,” you remind him, your mouth refusing to leave his, all your words murmured against his lips. “Of all people, your daughter won’t go to sleep when there’s a party, you know this.” Matty laughs and nods, knowing how right you are. “I will be happy to celebrate when everyone leaves and Attie is in her bed, though.”

“Can you promise me that? Can I hold you to that?”

“Cross my heart.”

And, as always, you were right. Attie was excitedly waiting at the front door when you walked in hand-in-hand, her arms immediately wrapping around Matty’s thigh and reaching for him to hold her. Matty, George, Ross, and Adam all filled into the living room while you and Carly and Charli made yourselves comfortable in the kitchen, grabbing an array of drinks and snacks for everyone to share amongst yourselves. Upon walking into the group, your eyes immediately fall to where Matty is holding Attie tightly against his chest, a blanket thrown over her back, her cheeks smushed against his chest, her eyes already shut.

“Didn’t even make it to the couch,” Matty chuckles, leaning down to kiss her head. His hands are still rubbing her back as though he was trying to help her fall asleep, and you know that’s another thing she inherited from him, because you’ve been doing that for him since you started sleeping together all those years ago. “My sleepy girl.” Matty opens the blanket for you to slide into, cuddling your body into his side warmly. “My other sleepy girl, you should’ve changed into pajamas. Not that I mind seeing you in this dress, I just don’t know how long we’ll all be here.”

“I wanted you to take my dress off, Matty,” you say under your breath, your eyes staring piercingly into his, your voice so quiet, it’s nearly inaudible to him. “Once everyone leaves, and once our daughter is in her bed, I want you to take this off of me.”

“I’ll make them all leave, now,” Matty says seriously, smirking when you roll your eyes at him. His mouth presses against your hair when you lay your head against his shoulder, your body tucked warmly into his side. “I love you,” he says against your head, and you say it quietly back to him. “I couldn’t do this without you, you know? I do all of this for you.” Matty tilts his head to look at you, to see if you’ll say something quietly in return, but you’re already sleeping.

[cumbertunita]

Cinnamon skin

Tenoch Huerta x reader

Warnings: none, it’s fluff :) but part 2 maybe won’t be 🔥

Note: This is the official English translation of “Piel Canela”

I have been with him since the beginning of this journey, since he accepted the role of Namor in the MCU for the Black Panther Wakanda Forever movie. I have worked with him intensively day and night to make sure everything went perfectly during filming and at the premiere. Yes, I am his English teacher.

Tenoch Huerta and I met during the filming of The Forever Purge. I was hired as a support interpreter for the actors and crew who didn't speak English well. Part of my job is to make a connection with the parties I will be serving, so I spent a lot of time being around the entire film crew to build trust. This often happened during the lunch hour.

Tenoch and I exchanged glances from time to time as the others chatted and laughed. Suddenly we would start our own conversation about films, poetry, racism and other cultural topics that he had mastered to perfection. The conversation was enriching and so entertaining that I didn't want it to end, the breaks were so short. At the end of the day, we always said goodbye with a kiss in our cheeks, and as time went by I was dying to stay by his side, that our conversations and exchange of glances would last forever, but he is an actor...he would never feel attracted to someone like me.

On the last day of filming we said goodbye like any other day, everyone praised me for my great work and that they hoped to see me soon.

"Well, then... today is the last day, right?" Tenoch said lowering his eyes as he put his hands in his trouser pockets, "will I see you again?"

"I have no idea, I hope so...when you make another movie in Hollywood."

"Because of my skin colour and my background you know they probably won't cast me in big roles..."

"Hey, you're the most hard working person I've ever met in my life. You'll see that someone will discover you soon and take you to Hollywood" I took a breath and got very nervous, but I couldn't help it, I reached out to him, took his face in my hands and he gave me a beautiful smile.

"heh...your hands are very soft...it feels very nice".

At that I heard a honk interrupting our moment, it was the film director offering to take us to our respective hotels. We both got into the car and first went to drop me off at my hotel. I said goodbye to him with great difficulty as I didn't want to leave him.

I returned to Mexico and continued my work as an interpreter and English teacher for several months until one day I received a call from an unknown number: it was him, how did he get my number?

"Hello?"

"Hi, Y/N"

"Tenoch? How did you get my number?"

"A little birdie over there shared it with me" we both laughed "how are you?"

"Good, just finishing work here at a conference at the WTC."

"Can you have lunch with me?"

"Yeah, sure. Where are you?" I said as I walked towards the exit of one of the halls in the building.

"Behind you" I turned around and there was Tenoch in a tight t-shirt, jeans, dark glasses and a cap. He looked so good, that cinnamon skin awakened something in me that I didn't know.

We both couldn't hold our excitement and ran to hug each other tightly. I hadn't realised how much I missed him until that moment. We turned to look at each other and I could see a special glow behind those dark glasses and his sly smile.

"How did you find me?"

"Mmmm...Instagram" he said making a naughty boy face.

"So I have a stalker" I winked at him and we both laughed. One of his hands let go off my waist and he took off his glasses. His eyes studied every part of my face and without a second thought he presses his lips to mine. A kiss I've been waiting for since The Forever Purge...so much so that I couldn't help but respond with the same sweetness.

"Ever since The Foreve Purge I've wanted to do this” he said pulling away for lack of oxygen.

"Me too" I said trying to catch my breath, it was almost a whisper "and that lunch date is still on or do you intend for us to stay here cuddling?"

"I wouldn't mind...but we can go and eat some tacos nearby because I have great news for you".

We went out to eat those tacos he wanted so badly while he told me that Ryan Coogler contacted him to offer him the character of Namor in the Black Panther Wakanda Forever movie. Obviously it was already something I expected to happen because Tenoch is a super talented and hard working man, as well as an excellent human being, he deserves the best in the world.

We finished eating and decided to go for a walk in the surroundings to continue talking as we did during the filming of The Forever Purge. I missed the laughter and the debates that were generated around everything we read and thought about certain topics and of course, I missed his devotion to the eradication of racism in Mexico.

"And how are you doing with your English? I don't think everyone speaks Spanish".

"Don't make fun of me, my English is a bit chewed up but I can defend myself".

"aha..." I had an idea that will possibly have some consequences, but I didn't want to lose the opportunity to stay by his side "hey what if...what if I go with you like when The Forever Purge? I'll be your language assistant... we can discuss the details in my apartment... if you like".

"Are you making me an unseemly invitation?" he said mischievously.

"If I were..." I said as I slowly approached him "...I would do this" I put my arms around his neck and kissed him fervently. He responded to the kiss in kind and grabbed my waist to pull me closer to him.

His tongue demanded access to my mouth, which I granted, deepening the kiss. He began to caress my back and I tangled my hands in his hair.

"Let's go," I said as I pulled away from the kiss, took my mobile phone and requested an Uber.

Well, I think this English translation is good, isn’t it? Tell me what you think! Part 2?? 🔥 🔥

[moabunnie]

Txt as your husband 💍🥺

My personal opinion on what they would be like as your husband lol

Warnings: none ✨

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Soobin

He’s so cute he would do anything and everything you ask him to

Want him to do the dishes? Done. Vacuum? Done. Massage your shoulders? Done before you even ask him

He would love to come home and find that you made him his favorite food

You also would take a lot of baths together

Lots of bubbles and lil soapy kisses

he would probably follow you around all the time when he doesn’t have anything to do

If you’re trying to do some work or something he would just cling to you and cuddle you like hold onto your arm, or have you sit in his lap while you do whatever

Just bc he wants to be close 😭

Y’all gonna have ice cream stocked up in your fridge at all times lmfao

And if you don’t, soobie gonna have a meltdown 💀💀

Yeonjun

Lawdy this man help me

He would just constantly be singing and humming

Even when you’re trying to sleep so you have to tell him to shut up lmaoo

He’s also such a big tease

If you’re changing clothes he’s gonna give you a “sexy lip bite” and be like “baabbyyy daaamnn”

And you have to yell at him to get out lmfao

Sometimes it gets to you tho, ya know ?😩

Anyways

Always does dishes and takes the trash out so you don’t have to

If you’re even a MINUTE late coming home from wherever you went, he’s gonna be like BABY WHERE WERE YOU ARE OK???? super protective over you

You get into the habit of calling him if you know you’re gonna be late bc you don’t want his lecture later lol

Beomgyu

Precious boy….

Jk he’s like having a child 😂

He be all up in your business all the time asking you what you’re doing

Even if it’s so obvious

You: *taking a shower*

Him: *bursts into the bathroom * bb what you doin?

You: ???????

He is very sweet though

Likes to memorize your favorite songs and learn to play them on his guitar for you :,(((

He gives you puppy dog eyes if you ever take off your wedding ring lmfao so you basically never take it off

Always asks you to get a puppy

You probably end up with like 12 dogs😂

You have a lot of separate time though, just doing your own thing. Him playing video games, you reading

Sometimes in the same room though, bc you’re just comfy in silence with each other

Likes to scare you too, by jumping out from random places

Or when it’s super late and you’re laying in bed so he starts telling you a scary story

But he rly likes to do that so you’ll hug him tightly bc you’re scared 😎

Taehyun

Such a sweetheart😭

You literally wouldn’t have to do ANYTHING

He cooks, cleans, does everything

He even takes showers with you and cleans you lmfao you literally don’t have to lift a finger

Spoils tf outta you

Obviously likes to cook for you a lot

Asks you to workout with him all the time

You always say yes but give up halfway through lol

I feel like he’d take you out a lot. Like almost every weekend

Going to the movies, the mall, anywhere that he can show you off

He would like when after you bathe, to have you sit in front of him and he would brush your hair for you🥺

Bring you flowers randomly

HueningKai

He’s clumsy, you’d probably have to pick up a lot after him lol

Plushies galore. Plushie in every single room. Even in the bathroom

He likes when you pick out his clothes for him lol he’s always interested in what you’ll pick for him

He will wake you up at 4 am because he wants to watch the sunrise

And then you have cute breakfast dates

Whether it’s going to a café, or you two make pancakes together

He gives me vibes that you would make pancakes a lot😂

Likes to bring you random stuff

“Look baby I found this rock and I thought you would think it’s pretty”

So you put it on display in your home for everyone to see ✨

If you’re sad, he comforts you and cuddles you until you feel better. Might even cry himself bc he hates seeing you sad :(

He would ask for a random pet. Like a turtle or a goldfish lmao

[lokisprettygirl]

The Possession (Sequel to Mystery of the Laufey Manor)

Read Chapter 11 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 12

Summary : Bruce tells his side of story, you ask loki to do something sexy for you.

As Bruce passed out you quickly walked over to him, James helped you get him on the couch. He looked very sickly as if he had been skipping meals for days. 

"Steve will kill him" your eyes teared up as you looked at him , loki walked over to you and pulled you in his arms. You didn't want one more person to die because of you. 

"No this is a good thing, we can use Bruce to exorcize Steve, we needed a medium anyways" Nat said and you thought about it. She placed her hand over his head and closed her eyes. A year ago you would have doubted her abilities but you literally freed your husband from a decade old curse caused by a witch. Anything was possible.

"He's tormented and feels immense guilt" You looked at him, he must feel the guilt of almost killing Loki.

"We should wait for him to wake up, I'm starving, me and Clint would go and get dinner for everyone" James said and Natasha got up to kiss him. 

"We need to tie him up first, if Steve gets a hold of him it'll be impossible to control him" you brought a rope your father had in the storage and gave it to James, he tied Bruce to the sofa so he won't be able to get up. 

"Are you feeling alright darling?" Loki asked you and you nodded. What Steve said about assaulting you in your sleep must have hurt you deeply but you were not allowing him to see your pain. He grabbed your arm and walked you towards the bedroom then he closed the door. 

"Let it out, I'm always here for you darling" he caressed the side of your arms, rubbing it up and down soothingly. You looked to the side but he noticed your eyes filling up with tears 

"Why didn't I wake up? Why didn't I .. how could I sleep through it" your voice came out in choked sobs as you thought about Steve raping you in your sleep. He wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tightly, you must feel violated and unsafe in the moment and all he wanted to do was take all that pain away from you. He didn't know you at the time when it happened but he wanted to turn back the time and protect you from this bastard. 

"You couldn't have known darling, it's not your fault, we are going to get rid of him once and for all, I'll never let anyone hurt you again, not even myself" he kissed your forehead and held you until your sobs diminished. You were lucky to have him in your life, you had no idea how you'd have gone through this alone. 

"Thank you lo..I love you so much" you tiptoed and kissed him softly. 

"I love you" 

When James came back with dinner, you all sat down in the living room to eat, Wanda was up and fine as well. But Bruce still had to gain consciousness. After dinner, they all decided to stay the night since having Bruce there could have gotten really dangerous for you both. Loki made tea for everyone and he found you sitting next to Bruce so he passed you a cup 

"Thank you hubby, did you get one" you asked him as he sat next to you 

"Miscalculation, I didn't make enough" he chuckled as he pressed a kiss on your temple, then his arm wrapped around your shoulder. 

"Mmm we can always share tea my darling" you mimicked his accent and it made him tear up. He loves the light you have brought into his dark lonely life. He can't go on without you, he wanted you safe but he was afraid he'd fail you. You made him sip on the tea then you snuggled closer to him 

"I just thought he wouldn't want to wake up alone" 

"That's nice of you darling" he rubbed your arms softly, and you placed your head on his chest. After an hour or so you felt Bruce waking up so you both got up and maintained a little distance. Everyone else joined you both as they surrounded the couch. Bruce got up and looked at everyone

"Where am I?" He asked as he sat up and found himself tied 

"Just calm down Bruce, you're at my apartment" you told him and he put his head down in his hands. 

"Where have you been Bruce..you disappeared after Loki's accident" he looked at loki who seemed completely fine now. 

"I don't know..I don't remember anything.. Something is happening to me, Steve, your friend Steve.. I saw him stab Loki that night" he said to you and your eyes widened. 

"What do you mean you saw him?" Natasha asked him and he seemed more confused 

"I don't know it's like I'm recalling a nightmare, but I remember Steve stabbing loki in the alley, then he ran away" you got up, went to the kitchen and brought him a glass of water as you noticed him starting to panic. 

"Bruce ..you stabbed Loki ..That night in the alley it was you" he looked at you shocked as you said that. 

"Oh god I ..why did I do that?" Natasha explained the situation as best as she could and he seemed to understand, he could connect the dots and missing pieces in his head. 

"Mr. Laufeyson I'm so sorry I don't know why ..I can't apologize enough.." 

"It's not your fault Mr Banner. No need to apologize, we understand what you're going through, he has made all our lives a living hell" Loki answered him. You brought him something to eat and drink, he was really grateful that he got here somehow and all of you were there for him.

"I thought I was going crazy, in the beginning, I heard voices and.." 

"Footsteps" you finished his sentence and he nodded.

After a while you all decided that it would be best to keep Bruce locked in a room, so you gave him the bedroom upstairs. Father Coulson had left after dinner, while Sam Clint, Wanda, pulled out a mattress in the living room upstairs. You gave the bedroom downstairs to James and Nat. 

"So we are sleeping on the sofa today it seems" you chuckled as he laid down on the sofa. 

"The closer you are to me, the better I feel my love" he opened his arms so you could climb on top of him. You turned off the lights and snuggled into him, feeling safe and comfortable as ever. Ever since Steve told you that he raped you in your sleep you can't be at rest, your skin is crawling everytime you are thinking about it. 

"Lo?" You called out to him and he hummed in response. He was tired from the craziness of the day.

"Will you fuck me after I fall asleep?" He wasn't sleepy anymore, he was wide awake in fact. And he was worried about you. 

"Darling, why did you say that?" You put your head up and looked at him. 

"Because I want you to do that to me" he sighed deeply as he kissed the top of your head 

"Does it have something to do with that bastard ghoul" he asked you and you squeezed your eyes 

"Yes and No. I'm absolutely mortified if he did that to me, a part of me still wants to believe that he won't stoop down so low but then seeing what he's doing now..I..that being said ..I want you to do that to me..with me..please" 

You pressed kisses on his neck and your right hand rubbed his bulge over his pants, 

"Fuck stop you little minx, we have guests" his voice came out all whispery and breathy in your ear 

"Then be quiet..tell me..will you wake me up with your cock deep inside my pussy" his moan died in his throat as your hand slipped under his pants. The action along with your words drove him completely insane for you. Why can't he live this life? A life where all he has to do is work, and satiate his sexy pretty wife whenever she wants. 

"Pleasssseee lo …I love you so much" 

"You're so bad darling, so so bad..and I love you..so you're giving me your consent huh? Want me to ravish you while you're asleep, use your tight little cunt for my pleasure " he moaned as you stroked him up and down, your thumb brushed over the tip, collecting his precum then you used it as a lube.

"Fuck yess please baby" you almost whined and he grabbed your hand to pull it out of his pants. 

"Then stop being such a whore and fall asleep" he whispered in your ear, making you gasp in response. You shall have revenge later. 

He stroked your back until you fell asleep in his arms, took him some time but somehow he fell asleep too, when his eyes opened again it was still dark. He didn't know if he should do what you asked him to do, did you want to do it today? He did sleep with a raging hard on and he craved some sort of release, so he slowly flipped you under him. You looked so pretty and sweet like that, so innocent, he felt his heart breaking and his eyes teared up as he realised that Steve might have taken advantage of you. 

Never again though, he's the only man who'd ever get to have you now, you're his, you belong to him. And you want him to claim you even in your sleep 

"Fucking hell darling you'll be death of me I swear" he whispered softly as he pulled your night dress up. He didn't want to take your panties off, that would wake you up for sure so he just pulled it aside and played with your soft lips until he felt you starting to moisten, your juices coated his fingers. He unzipped his pants and pulled himself out, then he used the same hand to stroke himself until he was hard and ready to plunge in. He was praying to all the gods that he won't get caught by anyone but that added to the thrill, he knew he was doing something very naughty and risque, and that made him so fucking hard. 

He guided the tip of his cock over your entrance and thrusted in slowly, he had to bite on your neck to stop the loud moan threatening to erupt from his throat, you gripped him so tightly and you're still sleeping somehow. He heard a soft little moan as he thrusted in and out of you slowly, you were starting to feel the pleasure. He wondered if you thought you were dreaming..

"You look so innocuous like this little darling, but only I know how whorish you can be for me, need my cock even in your sleep don't you?" He mumbled and you responded with a moan again, you slowly opened your eyes and you felt as if you had died and thrown straight in heaven. Your gorgeous sexy husband was fucking you so gently, he woke you up like you asked him to. You cupped his cheeks, and he looked at you

"Heyy" you whispered as you wrapped your legs around his waist 

"That's what you wanted huh" he sucked a mark on your neck and you moaned loudly. Almost too loud. 

"Shhhh darling, we have guests, don't want them to know what a slut you are for me now do you? can't go a day without my cock" His filthy words, combined with the feeling of being caught added to the ecstasy you were getting high on. 

"Ohh godd yesss lo..fuck yes" you mumbled as he picked up his pace, your eyes landed on the bedroom door, you were hoping you two won't get caught. As thrilling as it felt in the moment, getting caught would be hell embarrassing.

"Mmm going to fill you up so good my love, you're mine to do whatever I please aren't you ?" He asked you and you nodded in desperation. You're his and you'll always be his. The first time he touched you, he touched more than just your skin, and you would never love anyone the way you love him. 

"Yess I'm yours lo.. I'm yours .. please cum inside me please" your voice came out in whispers, a few more calculated thrusts of his hips and you both came around each other at the same time, your body moved in sync. He pressed his palm on your mouth to stop you from screaming his name out which you felt so thankful for. 

"Fucking hellll" he propped himself on his arms to catch his breath. You giggled as you looked at his state, he was just..so beautiful

"They should keep you in the museum, you're so pretty post coitus" you pushed the curls behind his ears and leaned down to kiss you softly. 

"Not as pretty as you are" he smiled as he kissed you again and then again. 

He pulled out of you and you got off the couch to use the bathroom in the living room. Of Course he wasn't letting you go alone so he tagged along, he stood outside the door while you went in 

"Can't I just stay in?" He asked you, he had a bad feeling and he didn't want to leave you alone 

"We are not there yet" you chuckled as you kissed him back "I'll be fine, just need two minutes okay, two minutes I love you" you pecked his cheeks and locked the door from inside. But just a minute later he heard a sound of glass breaking from inside the bathroom. He called out to you but you didn't answer him 

"Y/n? Darling open the door" 

You opened the door but it wasn't you that he met when you came out.

 He saw someone else instead.

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[joy-of-life88]

Lace & Leather [a Damian Priest story] 20 Screwed up

Katja POV

"Kat? Oh my God Kat!" I heard a familiar voice call behind us as we made our way to the catering.

I spun around, just in time to see Liv run up and jump on me. She hugged me tightly as I tried to keep my balance so we didn't both hit the hard concrete floor.

"Hi Liv," I giggled.

"Where the hell have you been? I have the urge to kick your ass!" she said as she let go of me to look at me.

"Hey, language please!" I scolded her and immediately I heard the low chuckle from Damian.

"Huh? Why?" she asked while looking at me in confusion.

I took a step to the side, closer to D, to give her a view of the stroller with Hazel still fast asleep.

"Holy Sh- Sorry! Holy mother of God! You had a baby? Why am I just finding out now?" she began, her eyes wide.

But just as I was about to reply, I heard Hazel begin to whimper. I turned to her, but of course Damian was faster than me. He picked her up with a big grin and held her to his chest to soothe our little one. It only took a few seconds for Hazel to calm down. Now she started to give her daddy the smile he had been missing. In his eyes I saw how happy and in love he was.

That alone, this one moment, made the whole trip and the hassle worth it. I was so lost in thought that I totally forgot about Liv. Well, until she cleared her throat loudly to get my attention back. Reluctantly, I took my eyes off my family and looked at her.

"Yes, I have a baby. It's a long story. I'll tell you about it sometime. That is if we're still friends." I replied.

"Hello? Of course we are. I'm pissed, but.... I missed you anyway." answered Liv as she hugged me tightly once again.

I sighed in relief as I returned the hug. It felt good to have at least one friend left. Because I had no idea how the others would react.

But as it turned out, I had had no reason to be nervous about the girls. They took me back with open arms and were totally smitten with little Hazelnut. She had taken the hearts of her aunties by storm. Everyone wanted to hold her. Much to the displeasure of Damian, who was extremely reluctant to share his daughter. It was so sweet that he was a little jealous. But when I stroked his lower back soothingly, I quickly felt him relax.

"I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." I said to D and gave him a kiss.

"Okay. I'm going to head outside with Hazel. We'll wait for you at the door." he replied.

That was a good idea. That way we could spend a few more minutes alone before Damian had to get to work.

"Fay! What a pleasant surprise! I thought I would never get the chance to see your beautiful face again." I heard someone say and immediately it ran ice cold down my spine.

Slowly I glanced over my shoulder and saw that it was Theory who came striding towards me with his disgusting grin. My insides tensed up involuntarily. I couldn't even stand the sound of his voice. And the closer he got, the worse I felt. I wanted to keep walking, but somehow I was frozen. It had been so long since I had felt like this. Not since I knew Damian, actually. Part of me probably thought I had gotten over the fear of being around men, but God was that wrong.

"Leave me alone," I croaked weakly.

"Honey, don't be like that. I'd love to work with you. You know I have excellent connections with the boss. Just one word and we can do great work." he said as he now stood very close to me.

Theory took a strand of my hair between his fingers and twirled it. Just like D often did, but the feelings it triggered in me couldn't have been more opposite.

But before I had time to process what was happening and react, the guy was already torn away from me and pushed back against the wall.

"Get your filthy paws off my girl, you bastard! I'll crush you like a bug, you pathetic kiss-ass. She's mine. Is that clear?" growled Damian at him as he grabbed him by the collar. Theory's legs dangled in the air as he stared at D in shock.

My brain began to function again. The first thing I heard was Hazel crying. She was probably scared. Carefully, I lifted her out of the stroller and gently rocked her up and down. Then I put a hand on Damian's shoulder to calm him down. I didn't want him to do anything stupid. I didn't want him to get in trouble.

"D! Damian! Let him go!" I said softly as he turned his gaze on me.

It took several more seconds, but finally he let him down. Immediately I pressed the baby into his arms, because I knew that Hazel's little face would calm him down. I reached out and pushed the stroller as I put my free arm around his middle so we could leave.

"Yes...that's right! You better go.... Let your little bitch protect you." Theory muttered behind us.

This time, however, it was surprisingly me who had had enough. I saw red when I turned around, went back the few steps and faced him. He smirked arrogantly. Until I lashed out with my fist and punched him square in the face.

Immediately Theory held his nose as he stumbled back a few feet.

"You better shut your mouth and stay away from my family! Or I won't hesitate to knock your teeth down your throat personally. Then your selfies won't look so good. And I don't give a shit how far up Mr. McMahon's ass you are. I'm just surprised they don't have to drag you back out by your feet every day. Don't you dare mess with my family. You hear me?" I hissed.

"Miss Fay! Have you lost your mind? Violence against a colleague? I will not tolerate this behavior in my company. You are fired!" said an unmistakable voice that quickly approached.

Deeply shocked, I stared into the cold eyes of the boss and realized that I had really screwed up. But better me than Damian. I was sure about that.

[dwaeki]

beomgyu as ur bf ! (random headcanons)

pairing: beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff, comedy

warnings: none other than poorly written fluff, intended lower case and maybe some spelling errors :D

a/n: YET AGAIN I WENT WITH THE FLOW SO SORRY IF IT'S KINDA BAD- keep in mind that english isnt my first language thank you <3

another one of my ults nfakjnglkejngr

you're dating a clown-

honestly, how do u even survive because he's actually so annoying

but he loves you though, i promise <3

an actual brat.

teases you a LOT !!! but never in a mean way.

if you trip over your own feet and fall, he's probably going to laugh at you, offering his hand to help you up but then quickly pulling it back to mess with you!

or if you accidentally drop your phone, spill some water on yourself, etc. he's going to tease you,

"y/n, what are you? a 3 year old?? you can't even walk without tripping, HAH, DUMMY!!!!"

loves to push your buttons to get different reactions out of you :D

he's quite empathetic though, so it's never his intention to hurt your feelings by poking fun at you.

if he notices that his teasing is making you uncomfortable or insecure he will not hesitate to stop,

making you feel loved and appreciated is his number one priority <3

he's determined to make you laugh, because when he hears you giggle... phew he's on cloud 9,

knowing the fact that he's the reason you're grinning from ear to ear is just such an ego boost :(

he will do anything to make you smile and i mean anything...

even if it results in him looking like a fool 😞

you two go grocery shopping together <3

honestly, he sometimes embarrasses you to the point where you regret bringing him with you in the first place 😐

like you've literally just entered the store and he's already whining, asking if you're done yet so you can finally go home and cuddle at once !! :/

it's usually just you doing all the shopping while he follows you around,

he's just there to assist you when you can't reach the high shelves‼️

the store you go to is pretty small and very close to your neighborhood, so you're basically familiar with everyone who visits it.

there's this one sweet lady with a kid around the age of 10, and beomgyu swears that "the child is a devil!!"

he has already made enemies... with a 10 year old-

you had to apologize to his mom multiple times because your 20 year old boyfriend couldn't stop bickering with her son.

he also helps you do your chores !!

he's very playful, hence anything can be fun if beomgyu's around :D even boring things like washing the dishes or cleaning your room (no offense to whoever likes it)

he turns everything into a game, a competition to be more precise...

"whoever finishes washing the dishes last has to buy the winner their favorite snack 😋😋"

even if he wins, he still ends up buying you the food of your choice, not letting you spend a single penny on him!!

he competes with you just to rile you up, making bets such as the one mentioned above to keep you determined, not because he actually wants you to do anything for him.

except giving him your undying love and affection of course :D

he's literally so clingy

you usually visit him at the dorms when he's not busy

the second he hears you knock on the door he's quite literally sprinting towards you

you can hear the members complain that he almost pushed them over

once your boyfriend opens the door, he engulfs you in a tight, bear hug™, picking you up and spinning you around, making sure he crushed every single bone in your body <3

the others just watch you get the air knocked out of your lungs in amusement.

speaking of the members, beomgyu always dreamed of you getting along with his best friends,

but once his dream came true he kinda wished it never did </3

you get along a little too well for his liking :/

how come you just laughed at one of yeonjun's jokes right in front of your toddler boyfriend?!?!??!

unacceptable!!

the entire night he either tries to crack as many jokes as possible to "redeem himself", glaring at an oblivious (and also mildly concerned) yeonjun from time to time

or he starts being poutier and clingier than usual, asking for a kiss every 5 minutes or straight up just dragging you to his bedroom and not letting you go until you cuddle for at least an hour

but in all honesty, he's so relieved that you and the boys are bonding !!

you having a good relationship with his friends is very important to him <3

he's not jealous at all because he knows that you love him and him only :)

he babies you to no end !! (even if you're older than him)

you do something as simple as drink water and he just coos at you

"AWW !!! you look so cute when you drink water like that :("

your number one fan!!!!!

hypes you up and brags about you to everyone <3

if you're wearing a new outfit he will notice right away and just stare at you in awe the second he sees you, won't forget to comment on how gorgeous/handsome you look ;)

also likes it when u compliment him back, it really means a lot <3

please keep feeding his ego he loves it when you notice small details, it makes his heart flutter

you two nap together a lot

if you're not the one for naps you just lay there, next to him, his arms wrapped around your frame tightly as he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, sleeping peacefully.

he looks so peaceful and cute when he's not annoying the hell out of you <333

you sometimes snap pictures of his sleeping state and then set it as your wallpaper/lockscreen :D

once gyu found out about your little antics he got extremely cocky

if you ever changed your lock screen to anything but him, he'd get all whiney, begging for you to change it back

also snaps a few pics of you sleeping/just existing peacefully and puts it as his so you two can have "matching wallpapers" <33

he also lends you his jacket if you're ever feeling cold

lives for how cute you look basically buried in his jacket, sighing in content as you're finally warming up a little

if you get tired from walking he's going to give you a piggyback ride <333

laughs and giggles as he lifts you up from the ground, your chest flushed against his back as he carries you to your destination :)

if you did something that upset him and he's scolding you he's just gonna:

"y/n, you're such a dummy!" *holds your hand* "that was very careless of you," *kisses your forehead* "i want you to know that i am very angry at you." *cuddles you aggressively*

while most of your dates are at home,

amusement park dates are very common as well :D

you go on various roller coasters, circular rides, take a few breaks in between and get ice cream or cotton candy

but your favorite ride by far are the bumper cars!

you just race, crash into each other at full speed or get into the same car and absolutely destroy your competition !! (the competition in question are just a bunch of 7 year old kids trying to have fun)

he seranades you :(

learns a bunch of love songs that remind him of you on guitar and sings them to you whenever you're able to hang out <3

he has a playlist full of love songs dedicated to you

offers to give you some free guitar lessons, if you ever want to learn how to play yourself :)

you both also have a collaborative playlist on spotify, along with playlists for each other you update regularly <33

when he's sleepy he's so soft with you :(

he's looking at you with hooded eyes full of love and adoration, you can tell that he's trying his best to stay awake for a little longer, but his eyelids are getting heavier by the second, his voice lower than before

"hey, y/n... you know i love you right? i love you so much that my heart aches whenever i look at you..."

pulls you in closer, if that's even possible, and holds you gently as if you were going to break if he wasn't careful enough,

probably leaves feather kisses all over your collarbone before whispering a one last "i love you" for the night and falls asleep.

yeah... thoughts are being thunk right now y'all-

he really loves you to the moon and back :(

overall your relationship is very chaotic and just.. weird in general.

good luck dealing w/his bs <3

[lordabovehelpme]

Could you please do #8 from the fluff prompt list with either Din or Frankie Morales please? Thank you 🥺

A/n: Holy moly I don't know what overcame me to write this. But I could not stop myself. No discipline whatsoever. I hope you enjoy! (However, if you're like Lordy what the hell I wanted fluff- i totally understand and I am so sorry for my unhinged thoughts)

Warnings: 18+ minors dni!, female reader, oral (m receiving)

It shouldn’t be working him up this much. It shouldn’t be creeping under his skin and making heat roll through his veins. It shouldn’t make him feel so goddamn dirty.

He can’t take his eyes off your lips. The cherry red painted over them. The way they move as you talk and pull over white teeth when you smile.

His breath gets caught in his throat, heartbeat echoes in his ears, fingers digging into his palms.

You look so pretty. So beautiful, tantalizing…sinful. Your dress hugs your curves perfectly, low cut neckline showing the top… a very hint of your cleavage, black kitten heels accentuating your legs.

The tie wrapped around his neck suddenly feels too tight, the navy suit blazer suddenly too warm, the matching slacks suddenly too small.

He’s never been more thankful for the white linen tablecloth covering his lower half, for it covering his growing problem.

It’s some summer wedding, an old friend from their basic training days. Round tables on green grass, string lights and blush pink tulle matching the foliage and flowers. The guys sit with him, in their own gray and navy suits, laughing and teasing as you tell them some story from work.

He can’t focus, eyes glued to your mouth and when you wrap them around the straw to whatever fruity cocktail you’re drinking, he can’t help the devilish thought of how they would look so much better wrapped around his dick.

And with that simple thought, it’s like the floodgates opened with full force.

Scenes of you on your knees looking up at him with those beautiful eyes fill his head, the phantom feeling of your tongue trailing from his base to the head, the thought of you licking the beading precum off the tip. You’re so good at it, always making him feel so good, so-

“Fish, you good?”

Benny smacks his hand onto his shoulder and it rips him from his train of thoughts. His eyes try to refocus, to pull away from your lips, but he finds that only his head leans towards his friend, a faint mmh hmm coming from tightly pressed lips.

“Dude seriously.”

Your eyes flicker over to him and your gaze makes him regain his head. He blinks a couple times before turning to his friend. He finds all eyes on him and it makes fire rise up to his cheeks, his fingers nervously rubbing the seam of the tablecloth.

“Yeah, man.”

Benny’s eyes scan over his face, eyebrows together in that way that tells him he’s not getting away with anything. But he just shrugs and restarts the conversation. Everyone flows back into the previous rhythm and with eyes closed, he sends a silent thank you out into the universe.

But when Frankie turns back to you, he finds you already looking at him. Eyes full of mischief and cherry red lips upturned.

Fuck, he’s been caught.

He’s not sure where to put his hands, where to grab and hold on because he feels like he’s no longer tethered to this world. One threads into your hair, the other grips the wall of the small bathroom.

You look up at him through thick lashes, black from mascara, eyeshadow sparkling from the sunlight that peaks through the frosted window. Your tongue slides along the underside of him, along the vein that you always tell him you love and makes goosebumps rise on his skin.

Then you kiss the tip, soft enough it makes his heart leap with adoration and affection, and it’s as if time stopped. You pull away, one hand holding the base of him, he meets your gaze and he can feel his chest blossom in warmth. The hand that was in your hair shifts to cup your jaw and let his thumb trace the delicate skin above your cheekbone.

With those plump red lips you smile up at him and it's the most goddamn sweet smile he’s ever seen.

But then with no warning, you slide down his entire length, taking him to the base and he has to bite down a yelp. Your cheeks cave in from where you suck and suck and holy fucking shit you’re so good at this.

Tears bud and swell at the corners of your eyes, you’re doing so good for him, taking him so well, but his favorite is the way your lips wrap around him, puffy and still painted that bright red.

It makes his core tighten, and when one of your hands snakes up his thighs, trailing your nails against his skin, until you reach up and cup his balls, rolling them in your palm, he swears he meets Jesus.

He’s never come that fast in his entire life. And if you weren’t swallowing him down while staring up at him with such love he’d be a little embarrassed. But then again, you’re perfect.

Giving him one last firm suck that pulls a harsh gasp from him, you slide off with a pop! Then he watches with half lidded eyes as you rise and press a kiss to his lips. He melts even further into the kiss, humming out his approval and lazily moving against yours with practiced ease.

You smile at him, mischievous and full of mirth, hand trailing down and resting over his softening length. Kissing his cheek you smile and turn to the mirror, “Left my mark.” Then you quickly reapply the cherry red and fix your dress.

He’s confused, but only for a few seconds until he looks down to tuck himself back away. There at the base, centimeters from his pubic bone, is a ring of red lipstick painted over his dick and he has to close his eyes, spent cock twitching at the sight.

“Dios mío.”

His voice is breathless, still recovering from the soul shaking orgasm you had given him seconds ago. “Your mark” telling him exactly how far you were able to take him down your throat. His fingernails dig into his palms as he tries to regain control over his lower half.

“I think you might be my soulmate.”

You giggle and meet his blissed out gaze in the mirror. “I love you too.” Then you slide out of the bathroom door and back into the world.

And when he rejoins the table and you smile at him with those cherry red lips, as if you hadn’t been drinking down his load mere minutes ago, he decides right then and there that the next wedding he’s going to is going to be when he marries you.

[twinklelilstarkey]

Omg could you do one where he is all clingy and protective, like idk. I’m just a narcissist who craves love, attention and want too feel important 😔💅

A/N.: Girl- Same. I understand you so well. [I only made him clingy in this one because I struggle with ideas, but I hope you like it anyways.]

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Rafe has just come back from an away game. A total of 4 days away from you and the tall boy swears that he doesn't even feel like himself.

It was told to him and the whole rest of the team that the bus would get home pretty late due to traffic, so he didn't even bother to text or call you to get him since you were probably already asleep. And, right as promised, around 4am, Rafe was already getting in one of his friend's cars, which was left in the parking lot for this same amount of days, and getting back to the apartment.

He felt tired but not exactly tired enough to sleep because he slept the almost whole way home. So, he kept his eyes on the floor as he got out of the car, telling everyone a quick goodbye and making his way to the elevator.

Rafe truly expected to get home and see all the lights turned off and hear nothing but silence. Yet, that was not what he got. As soon as he opened the door, he noticed that the kitchen and living room's lights were on, but so was the TV.

He's quick to lock up the front door once more and almost run into the room. And he's, once more, surprised to not find you asleep but actually very much awake, watching your favorite show while snacking on whatever packet you have hidden under your blanket.

As soon as your eyes flick from the TV to him, you swear that your heart almost jumps out of your chest.

Your eyes meet nothing but a 6'2 man staring you down while not moving a muscle as you munch on your night snack... Yeah, not scary at all.

"Jesus Christ." You whisper, a bit out of breath with the unplanned scare Rafe just pulled on you.

As you try to recover (so you can finally go hug your boyfriend), Rafe doesn't give you much time to react. Right as he brings himself to take another step forward, he throws himself onto the couch right by, and also on top of, you.

You groan slightly at the sudden weight over your body and Rafe's quick to grab and wrap his arms around you tightly.

"I missed you so much." He whispers into the crook of your neck, already starting to pepper your skin with kisses.

"I missed you too." You whisper back, planting a kiss on his shoulder.

Rafe lays kisses all over the right side of your exposed neck, all while snuggling closer and closer and you can't help but let out a little giggle at the small tickle he gives you.

Your fingers find their way to his soft hair and Rafe closes his eyes tightly, almost as if forcing himself to enjoy the touch he so missed right as it begins.

You hold each other for a bit. Half of Rafe's body is indeed on top of you while the rest is resting on the couch, but it takes him a bit to recognize that.

"Am I crushing you?" He whispers softly, making you grin.

You don't answer right away, since you don't really want him to move away yet, but you can't leave him hanging without an answer for too long.

"Not really." You whisper back. "But you're definitely crushing my chips."

Rafe doesn't move much. He chuckles first and then leans his weight to the side, just enough to pull the bag away from between the two of you and throw it to the coffee table. And, right after that, he leans in close again, just so he can finally rest his head over the smooth fabric of your hoodie.

He still doesn't feel tired, no matter how comfortable he is, and you can easily tell that this is going to be a long night - in the best way possible.

"How was it?" You ask, trying to start some sort of communication between the two of you.

He sighs.

"Awful."

You frown a bit and stop your hand in his hair.

"Didn't you guys win eve-"

"Still hated it." He whispers sincerely.

"Why?" You ask him, feeling a little concerned.

He shrugs first, holding his shoulders high for a few seconds almost as if he's thinking about his answer as he does it.

"I think I'm just not used to not seeing you after the games." He admits, no longer in a whisper but more in a mumble. All just to make sure you hear him right.

Your heart squeezes at his words and, with the arm you have rested over his shoulders, you tighten your hold on him.

"Rafe Cameron..." You start, "Have you become this dependant of my affection?" You ask playfully.

Rafe bites his smile in at your question, but instead of answering right away, he hides his face onto the crook of your neck.

"Just don't tell the guys." He finally says, against your skin.

You laugh a bit at his added plead and you feel him smile almost right away, hugging you impossibly closer to him.

"Your secret's safe with me." You admit.

I'm a little rusty, you guys, I'm so sorry if this sucks. I tried my best since this is already an old request, but... yeah, hope you guys liked it.

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[tender-rosiey]

If you’re open for requests or suggestions, could you do Ushijima, Daichi and anyone else of your choice with a f!Reader who’s insecure due to society’s body standards? If that makes sense, sorry. I’ve been feeling really insecure lately because everyone’s either thick or really slim and they’re all pretty and fit in the standards whilst I don’t :(

“YOU’RE PULCHRITUDINOUS”

— ushijima, daichi, sakusa, atsumu, and oikawa comforting you

a/n: oop, this took some time; hello everyone <33 FEMALE READER BTW

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI:

when he passed by your shared bedroom, he didn’t expect to see you looking dejectedly at the mirror and constantly squishing your stomach.

“y/n…?”

you jump, startled, “oh hey toshi! what’s up?”

he walks towards you, steps soft, “what’s wrong? is something bothering you? did someone do something?”

you smile and shake your head, “nope!” you pat his cheek lightly before giving it a kiss, “it’s nothing you need to worry about, my sweet and buff husband.”

“but as your husband, I need to make sure that you’re happy and comfortable,” he says, looking you straight in the eye, but his hand holding your own and rubbing your wedding ring.

you chuckle lightly, but it’s humorless, “it’s just…I haven’t been feeling the best in my body, it’s like I don’t fit in with what the world considers beautiful.”

“if the world doesn’t consider you beautiful then they are blind.”

you lightly punch his shoulder, “where did you learn to flirt like that?”

“y/n, I am serious.”

for some reason, no words come out of your mouth as you see your husband place your hand on his chest, where his heart is, “I don’t know if it helps, but I firmly believe that you’re beautiful in ways that can never be described in words.”

“oh ‘toshi,” you wrap your arms around him and hug tightly, “I love you, so much.”

a smile makes its way onto your face when you feel him smile slightly into your hair, “I love you too.”

“also, why are you wearing a pink apron?” you ask, a giggle escaping your lips and eyeing his ‘best husband’ apron he has on.

“I was trying to cook something for you,” he says, but looks down at this feet, discouraged.

“and?”

“it doesn’t look appetizing,” he sighs before looking up, “I am sorry.”

“I will eat it anyway, it can’t be that bad,” you assure him before walking towards the door but he holds your arm gently.

“no, i can’t let you die because of food poisoning, especially food I made,” he says in slight panic and obvious worry that you can’t help but chuckle at.

SAWAMURA DAICHI:

mornings with you and your husband were generally organized and calm, a couple of kisses here and there, making drinks and breakfast for each other.

today was no different, except daichi has been searching for his cap for the last 15 minutes but to no avail. he searched high and low and checked every corner of the house.

hell, he even checked the attic and while yes, he stumbled across one of the photo albums he oh so adores but can’t indulge in right now, he still can’t find his cap.

so he settles for the option he should have chosen from the very start.

asking you, his beautiful wife, for help.

“y/n! have you seen my cap?”

“no! did you check under your brown coat?” you call out as you, gloomily, look yourself in the mirror.

“yes, but— oh nevermind; it’s really under my brown coat.”

daichi puts his cap on before running back to your room to give you a goodbye kiss, “hey there, gorgeous.”

“you must be developing the mothers’ super power of finding something quite early,” he chuckles, “or it’s a sign for us to finally do something.”

your cheeks heat up as you swat him away, “SAWAMURA DAICHI!”

he smiles again, taking your hand into his and kissing it. soon, he kneels down, “have I told you how beautiful you are?”

“yo-you don’t have to do that now,” you mumble, trying to make him stand up but looking away when he stubbornly stays in his knees, “you will be late.”

gently, he pulls you down to him and pats your head, “well, I think it’s more important to remind my wife that beauty standards are not consistent and shouldn’t be what she compares herself to.”

you narrow your eyes, “you think that it’s that easy to stop—“

he places a finger on your lips before he continues, “she also should know that she is a whole standard herself and that no one can even compare.”

you, flustered, avert your eyes and look away and he takes as a chance to place another kiss on your cheek, “well! I better going now.”

“good luck,” you say softly with a smile and he laughs.

“I don’t need luck as long as I have you by my side!” he raises his left hand and your name that is engraved on the wedding ring shines.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI:

it was just a day of chilling in your house; your husband has finally gotten a one week break and you both agreed to make all out of it.

so after some discussions, you put all the snacks on the table while he gets the blanket and pillows.

“what movie will watch?” you ask while he sets it up.

“whatever you want.”

“then spinning a wheel we shall do,” you hum while he grumbles.

“y/n, it never lands on something we like.”

you giggle, “that’s the fun of it!” you wrap your arms around his shoulders before kissing his cheek, “we can trash talk it all the more and if you don’t like that then we will spin it again.”

his arms find their way around your waist as the both of you sit down, “then what’s the point?”

“the author wants to add words because this was too short for her liking.”

“what?—“

you cut him off by throwing yourself on him causing him to lay down. he groans but pulls you closer nonetheless, “you’re killing me.”

“good,” you smile and snuggle into his chest even more. you sit for a while cuddling together. soon you speak up.

“omi, kiyoomi, omiomi, oni—“

“what.”

“do I look bad lately?” you question and he looks at you offended as if you had insulted his entire lineage.

his eyebrows furrow and a frown is instantly on his face, “who the hell put that dumb idea into your head?”

“no one— in particular— it’s just seeing how the standards for beauty are nowadays, I don’t exactly fit.”

he sighs and takes a hold of your hand, “I am going to say this as politely as I can,” he takes a deep breath, “fuck society and its beauty standards.”

you snort making him roll his eyes, “I am serious; who said you need to fit?”

“the world, omi.”

he bumps your foreheads together lightly, “well the world is dumb and if you believe it then you will be as dumb as it is.”

a pout graces your face and he press a chaste kiss on your lips, “I will love you til we grow old and wrinkly you loser; I don’t care about the standards they put and you shouldn’t.”

you prepare to punch him but he grabs your fist, but looks away to avoid eye contact; his cheeks are a soft red hue as he speaks, “to me…you’re the epitome of perfection and beauty.”

MIYA ATSUMU:

today, one of the many events atsumu has to attend; you know first hand how much he hates these events, and he doesn’t hesitate to let it be known.

“I would much rather spend my time with ya than a stupid event!” to be exact.

so the solution you found into convincing your husband to go the events is that you would go with him which got you to your current predicament.

“y/nnnnnnnnnnnnnn!”

“tsumu, have patience for god’s sake!”

“but I wanna see yaaaaaaaaaaa!”

he huffs and grumbles when he doesn’t get a response, “yer so mean.”

after a couple of minutes (really only one minute but atsumu’s patience is non-existent), he gets up and goes to check up on you.

the moment he opens the door, he is met with a sight he wants engrave in his memory forever. you looked beautiful, ethereal, gorgeous, and absolutely stunning to the point he is starting to feel hesitant about letting others see you like this.

they don’t deserve to see such heavenly beauty, he grumbles in his head. not like he does, but oh well some are just privileged. privileged as hell in his case.

“Y/N YA LOOK SO GORGEOUS! BEAUTIFUL! PRETTY! OH MY GOD HOW DID I GET SO LUCKY?!”

you giggle softly but soon start fiddling with your fingers, “you sure? I feel like I don’t exactly look that good.”

“why?” he visibly deflates, and pouts before waddling towards you. he hugs you from behind and rests his chin on your shoulder, “ya look so pretty, ya always do.”

“i don’t exactly meet the standards of the world nowadays.”

he smiles softly, “do ya want to know something?”

you hum and he interlocks your fingers together.

“everyday, I think about how out my league you are,” he starts, “ya always look so gorgeous and are so beautiful, not to mention your amazing personality.”

a smile makes its way to your face and he chuckle, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “I also love yer cute little butt,” he cheekily says while squeezing it making you squeal.

“‘tsumu, we have an event we need to go to!”

“hmmm, I think we can just be fashionably late for tonight.”

OIKAWA TOORU:

“y/n, baby, angel, pretty, gorgeous, can you please come to bed!” your husband whines from the bed while you sit on your desk doing god knows what.

“baby, please I need to have you in my arms or I will die!”

you sigh, “tooru, stop the dramatics; I will be with you soon, bubs.”

he pouts before basically screaming in mini-caps, “YOUR HANDSOME HUSBAND WILL REALLY APPRECIATE HAVING HIS PRETTY WIFE IN HIS ARMS RIGHT NOW!”

soon, you throw an almost-empty pack of tissues on his stomach making him groan, “I said I will be with you soon, you baby.”

he gets up, a cute frown gracing his lips as he stands behind you, “y/n! it’s not nice to hit your husband with a tissue pack!”

“and it’s not nice to keep bugging your wife, pretty boy.”

“I-well-,” he splutters before crossing his arms and looking away. from the corner of your eye, you can see an adorable red hue adorning his cheeks.

“I still make you nervous, tooru?” you tease while he huffs a small ‘hush’.

he gets another chair and sits beside you, “ignoring me, what’s keeping you up, pretty?”

he takes a hold of your hand and rubs his thumb over it before kissing the back of your hand.

“just thinking about how I look…”

“how perfect you look?” he teases lightly, putting a strand of stray hair behind your ear.

“no, you loser,” you say chuckling sadly, “I don’t exactly fit with the beauty standards and stuff; I don’t feel that pretty sometimes.”

“hm, that certainly is a pickle,” he hums thoughtfully, “but it’s okay to feel that way, even I feel like that.”

“the world-known hot-shot argentinian setter doesn’t sit the beauty standards?” you deadpan.

he nudges you with his elbow, “yes even the hot-shot setter, but I just want you to know that no one can always fit these standards, even me.”

“in fact, if you ask me,” he says standing up and pulling you in front of the mirror, “I think you’re the most irresistible, charming and alluring person I have ever laid my eyes on.”

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[x-reader-writer]

Hii can I request for Peter parker x male reader.

The reader is taller than him, dominant and has piercings, and peter comes out to the avengers as bi and tells them that he has a boyfriend. They're sceptical first but then they see peter sitting on readers lap and them being affectionate and sweet and laughing at jokes they make.

If this contains anything that makes you uncomfortable pls ignore this.

Thank uuu.

A/N: Hi!! Of course you can. I don't do nsfw posts, but I can make the reader seem more confident to fill that gap!

Sorry it's taken so long!! I hope this is alright!

I'm coming out

Pairing: Peter Parker x Male! Reader

~~~~~

"Baby, it's gonna be okay."

"But what if it's not! What if they yell, or they hate me, or Mr. Stark wants to never see me again, or-"

You quickly grab your boyfriend's hands to stop him from talking. "Babe, none of that will happen," you say calmly, with a gentle tone. "Do you know why? It's because they're decent people who adore you, Pete, just like I do."

"You think so?" Peter asks nervously, blushing from the compliment from his partner.

"I know so," you reply, a gentle smile gracing your face.

~~~~~

Peter was stood in the elevator, his foot anxiously tapping on the slightly metallic flooring. He lets out a long, deep breath, trying to control his anxiety.

The doors then open, on the penthouse of the Avengers Tower (formerly Stark Tower). Peter steps out and looks around the common room.

All of the Avengers were sat on the sofas and little chairs, lounging around and watching a Disney movie. Peter was amused slightly as he saw that Bucky was sat on Sam's lap as a joke (Peter could tell he just wanted to sit there-).

Peter then quietly clears his throat. It wasn't the best idea, as the movie was playing quite loudly, so nobody could hear him. He takes a deep breath and then loudly cough.

Everyone in the room jumps, even causing Tony to make his popcorn go flying. Everyone looks over at the teen, who nervously rubs his arm.

"Oh hey, Pete," Tony says, picking up a handful of his popcorn that had landed on his lap. "What're you doing here? It's not Friday yet."

"Sorry about scaring you all," Peter says quickly. He then replies to his mentor saying, "Yeah, sorry about coming earlier than expected Mr. Stark, but I wanted to talk to you. To you all."

"What is it, son?" Steve asks, smiling gently at the teen (no, Peter isn't actually his son, Steve's just old). Peter stays looking awkward and nervous, so he encourages, "It's okay, we're here for whatever it is, Peter."

"I'm bisexual," Peter blurts out. The room goes silent. He then quietly mumbles, "And I have a boyfriend."

Peter grips at his arm tightly waiting for some type of reaction, the silence dragging on.

"No," is the first thing said after minutes of silence. Unsurprisingly, it was Steve who had said this. Peter had kind of expected him and Bucky to react slightly badly towards this as they were from a different time period where they didn't accept gay people.

Peter then feels hope as he sees Tony going to say something. However it is shattered when the words 'I'm sorry Pete, but bisexuality isn't a thing' come out of his mentors mouth.

"What?" Peter whimpers, taking a step back in surprise and hurt.

"Tony, that's a bit harsh," Natasha says, glaring at the man. She then looks at Peter with a straight face and states, "However, that doesn't mean that you are Bisexual. You're just confused and need to find the right girl for you."

Peter shakes his head and turns back around to leave the penthouse, ignoring the calls from the avengers, especially the shouts and demands to come back and to stop being stupid.

~~~~~

Peter was sat in your lap, crying into your shoulder. You were gently shushing him and smoothing his hair, whispering in his ear it was okay.

"I'm really sorry, Petey, I pushed you into this-"

"It's not your fault," Peter replies, sniffling as he wiped his nose.

"And it's not yours either," you reply, gently poking his chest to prove your point. "They were wrong to say that and do that to you, I'm glad I was here waiting for you so you could come to me. Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened."

Peter nods and sniffles, wiping his nose with his hand. You chuckle softly and grab a tissue from your pocket (what? Peter cried a lot, you liked to be prepared!) and hand it to him with a smile. He smiles back at you and blows his nose.

"Better, Dumbo?" You ask, teasing him with the name.

Peter giggles and says, "Better, n/n."

You grin and then say, "uh oh, I see someone coming.." Peter looks at you confused, but you simply raise your hands slowly. Peter pales slightly before squealing and trying to get away from you as you start tickling his sides. He laughs and giggles, kicking and squirming on your lap. "Tickle monster!"

After a few minutes, Peter's sad tears had turned into tears of laughter. So you stopped and smirked at him as he was still laughing and blushing from the tickle 'fight'.

You lean down and kiss his nose, which makes him blush gently. then you start kissing all over his face, making him a blushing mess.

"Ksh, mission complete boys, ksh," you state, pretending you had a Walkie talkie, making Peter giggle at you and move up to cuddle up to you. You grin and gently smooth his back.

"And who are you?" A male voice says, interrupting the peaceful atmosphere between the two.

You look up and glare at the group who had approached you. The Avengers. The ones who hurt your boyfriend.

"What do you want?"

"We heard from security there was a random guy sat here, so we came to see who you were, and then we saw you touching up Peter," Clint says, glaring at you.

"Excuse me?" You state, shocked at what he had said, as you had hardly even touched your boyfriend, only holding his head and hugging him.

"Who. Are. You?" Bucky says, getting angry.

"I'm Y/n L/n, aka, Peter's boyfriend," you growl. You then hold Peter gently as you pull him closer, feeling extra protective over him as everyone starts yelling their complaints and how much they disagreed.

"What on Midgard is going on here?" You hear a booming voice call out.

Both you and Peter look over first. You see that the owner of the voice was Thor Odinson, next to him was stood a very pissed looking Loki.

"I think we both know what is happening here, brother," Loki replies, a muscle in their forehead spasming, almost comically. You would have found it amusing if not for the situation at hand.

Tony replies to Thor's question, ignoring Loki had said anything, "Peter is apparently 'Bisexual' and this random guy is his 'boyfriend'. I'm thinking he's a hydra agents and has brainwashed-"

"Enough!" Thor yells, glaring at Tony and the group. "How dare you make rude comments about these poor boys! Bisexuality is a common thing among Asgardians, Loki himself is one! Bisexuality is common amongst many things, even the animals on your own planet are bisexual, gay or any of the other LGBTQ community! You should not slander such a group, especially as they are such a huge quantity of the population, and not only of this planet or your species!"

The room was silent, even you included.

Loki walks over to Peter and gently pat's his head, their face soft and a gentle smile was placed upon their lips. "You are the Peter child, yes?" The brunette nods at the god, who smiles more in return. "Here is a little secret of my own that I've been keeping from everyone, that I shall share. It will mean that I'm joining you in, as Midgardians say, 'coming out'."

Loki then turns to the group and says, "I have something to say too. I, myself, am genderfluid. And I identify as a female today."

The room is silent again.

"I have a sister!" Thor says excitedly, picking Loki up and twirling her around. Loki smiles, happy Thor had accepted her.

"Woah, that's so cool, Ms. Loki!" Peter squeals, smiling brightly. "Oh wait, do you still want to be called that?"

"Yes, Loki is perfectly fine, child" she replies, smiling back.

[sapphosvioletts]

Very Protective

Yelena Belova x Autistic reader

Request:

i was just wondering if you could do a yelena x autistic!reader where r meets natasha, melina, alexei for the first time? and maybe alexei is too excited and scares r and yelena becomes protective

Word count: 1,198

Warnings: description of meltdown

Note: Not every autistic person experiences autism the same. I'm autistic and I am writing from my perspective of how I personally experience autism, but not everyone feels the same as me or has the same perspective as I do.

.oOo.

Yelena puts her hand on my bouncing leg as she drives with her other hand. I grab her fingers and start to fidget anxiously with them. She brings my hand up to her lips and kisses the back of my head, rubbing her cheek against my hand lovingly before letting me fidget with her fingers again.

I'm meeting her family for the first time, and I'm a little nervous. Of course I'm nervous about making a good impression on my girlfriends family, but meeting new people in general always scares me. Besides, Yelena said that she has told her family all about me and they loved me, so I'm not as worried about that.

However, new people always make me anxious. Because I'm autistic, I have to have so many social scripts already memorized in my head because I don't know how exactly they want me to act. I have to just copy them and then hope that my memorized scripts hold up.

When I'm anxious, I also tend to be semiverbal or nonverbal as well, which makes it hard to even speak in the first place. I'm only hoping that they are understanding, because the last thing I need is to be sent into a meltdown.

Yelena assured me that they are more than accepting, she even told them I was autistic beforehand, of course with my permission. Everything should be okay, but I just can't help but be anxious about it because I don't know exactly how it will play out.

.oOo.

I take a deep breath and grab onto Yelena's hand as we get out of the car. She smiles down at me, silently reassuring me that it's okay. I give her the best smile that I can in return. Before we arrive at the walkway of the farm, Yelena stops me and turns me towards her, her hands resting on my shoulders.

"Hey, it is going to be okay. I'm there for you no matter what, yeah? If you need a second alone, then just let me know and I can make it work. I know that meeting new people can be a lot for you, so please tell me when you feel uncomfortable or need something." My heart clenches with love for my girlfriend, still honestly not believing I got lucky enough with her.

"But... I- what if I can't speak?" I stutter out, my words coming out slightly slower than usual as I feel it get more and more difficult to be verbal. "That's okay, I can talk for you, okay? You don't need to worry about any of that. And you have your notebook and pen, as well as your phone, so you have your other ways of communicating, and they are just as okay as speaking verbally."

I crash into her and hug her tightly, trying to show how thankful I am for her. She holds me tightly, taking deep breaths in hopes that I'd follow. After a couple minutes of just holding each other, we finally pull away. Yelena picks up our bags that she set on the ground, since we are staying for the weekend.

With one last look to each other, we start walking up through the farm, both of us giggling at all of the pigs. "Mama and her pigs, sometimes I think she loves them more than me." Yelena jokes, making the both of us laugh.

.oOo.

Melina opens the door, a bright smile on her face as she sees the two of us. "Hello! Come in, come in!" She waves us in, shutting the door behind us. "Mama, this is my girlfriend." Yelena says proudly, pulling me into her side.

Yelena's sister walks in the room right as Yelena introduces me. Unbeknownst to me, Yelena had given her a talk beforehand, telling her not to play the "protective and intimidating older sibling" role. She knows that Natasha is protective over her and doesn't want her to get hurt, but Yelena also knows that I won't be just intimidated by Natasha, I'll be terrified and probably be incredibly anxious to just be in the same room as her.

Although her intentions are pure, I won't take it that way. Natasha understood though, and from what she's heard, she made out that I'm right for Yelena, and the last thing she would want to do is hurt her sisters partner.

So Natasha gives me a warm smile, her body relaxed. "It's nice to meet you." Natasha says, only giving me a warm nod, not wanting to touch me without my permission, which I appreciate.

We follow Melina to the living room, where Alexei is sitting on the couch. He gets up when he sees us, hugging Yelena tightly while laughing excitedly. Yelena smiles awkwardly, but still hugs him back. He pulls away and looks at me next, his arms wide open. "Ah, you must be Yelena's girl."

Alexei wraps his large arms around me and pulls me into his body, to the point that I almost can't breathe. My breath hitches in panic and my arms try to come up to defend myself out of instinct, but he is holding onto me so tight I can't move.

He speaks very, very loudly while he's hugging me. I don't even listen to what he says, I don't have the willpower to even make it out with how overwhelmed I feel at the moment.

When he finally lets go I step back and wrap my arms tightly around myself, giving him an awkward smile, not wanting to be rude. Although the whole interaction lasted not even 30 seconds, it felt like much longer.

Yelena of course noticed my panicked state, and she stood closely to me once I stepped back. She was the one who told Alexei to stop hugging me, but I didn't realize that.

Right once I feel tears come to my eyes, Melina speaks up, "Why dont I show you girls to your room?" Yelena nods immediately, thankful her mom took notice of the situation. Natasha and Alexei go and sit down in the living room while they wait.

Yelena drops our bags on the floor of the room we're staying in, and right once Melina shuts the door behind her as she leaves I burst into tears. I can't help but drop to the floor, leaning my back up against the bed with my knees hugged to my chest.

Yelena sits beside me immediately, her heart aching at the sight, but also feeling unbelievable anger at Alexei for being the cause of it. She pushes that anger away however, she doesn't want it to come across like she's angry at me.

I crawl into Yelena's lap, just wanting her comfort. Sometimes during meltdowns I just want to be left alone, but sometimes I need physical comfort, only from those I am extremely close to though. She wraps her arms around me and holds me close to body.

I start rocking my body back and forth and Yelena follows, letting me set the pace. I start scratching my legs, leaving bright red marks behind. Yelena notices and starts rubbing her hands up and down my arms with just the right amount of pressure, understanding that I'm trying to look for sensory stimulation.

Her hands eventually make their way down to my legs, being more careful with the aching red marks. She continues this until I finally calm down, my tears almost gone and my breathing back to normal.

"You feeling a bit better?" I nod, leaning into her tiredly. "I'm really sorry honey, Melina said she talked to him and told him not to be so excited and loud, but I guess he didn't listen." I don't respond, not really being verbal at the moment. I wrap my arms around her shoulders and hold her tightly.

"Shower?" Is all I'm able to get out, but she understands. Showers usually make me feel a bit better after meltdowns, they're always so relaxing and the feeling of the water pressure feels great.

Yelena picks me up and brings me to the bathroom, setting me on the counter. She leaves the lights off, knowing that l'm usually sensitive to light after meltdowns as well. She turns on the shower for me, making sure it's the perfect temperature, before helping me undress and step in the shower.

"Will you be okay alone? I'll just be out in the living room." I nod, pecking her lips before closing the closing the shower curtain. I close my eyes and just try to relax.

.oOo.

Yelena storms out of the room and reaches under the first table that she sees, of course finding a knife strapped under, typical Melina. She twirls the knife between her fingers as she stomps through the house.

She finds Alexei in the kitchen, and she immediately pushes him back against the table, holding the knife up to his neck. "You hurt my girl" is all she says, her tone menacing. "Woah, Yelena get off." Melina scolds her, pulling her off of Alexei.

Yelena briefly fights back before letting her pull her back, still glaring at Alexei the whole time. "What did I do?" Alexei asks. Yelena scoffs and rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. "Did you not listen to a word Mama told you?" She snaps angrily.

Alexei's eyes dart around and he put his hands up innocently. "I didn't think she would react so poorly, how is this my fault?" Yelena launches forward, but Natasha catches her by a hand around her waist and holds her back. Yelena shuts her eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to calm down.

"Look, she already was anxious about coming here, and you did not help. I told you all that she does not like being touched without permission, yet you touch her anyways?" She takes a deep breath and is about to go on, but Natasha stops her. "Hey, how about Melina and I try to explain things to him more and you go make sure she's okay, yeah?"

Yelena looks at everyone for a couple seconds before nodding and walking off. She trusted Natasha to explain things accurately, she listened to Yelena and even educated herself.

When she gets back to our room I'm still in the shower. She knocks lightly on the bathroom door before coming in. "Hey, is everything okay?" She asks softly. I let out a small hum in response and she understands. She closes the bathroom door again to keep the bright sunlight out of the dark bathroom, before sliding down the wall and sitting on the floor next to the shower.

She didn't feel like getting in the shower this time. Normally she would get in with me, hold me in her arms and sway us side to side to relax me. But right now all she wants is my company, she doesn't feel like getting all the way. "I'm sitting right here, just to let you know." She informs me.

I reach a hand out through the curtain and she grabs it, not caring that it's wet and dripping water onto the tile floor. She kisses the back of it and I smile, although she can't see it.

"I'm sorry about Dad, I told them all not to touch you but I guess he didn't listen. Natasha and Mama are talking to him right now." She pauses for a moment before adding "I may have almost lightly stabbed him, but Mama stopped me." She scoffed and I can tell she rolled her eyes even though she can't see me. I giggle at her words, shaking my head. Of course she did. She cracks a smile at hearing my giggles.

"Very protective" I rasp out.

"Of course, only for you."

[nightowlfandom]

Kanato Sakamaki- I’m Sadistic For You

FINALLY SOMEONE REQUESTS DIABOLIK LOVERS CONTENT AAAAHHH THANK YOU BESTIE! I GOT YOUR OTHER ONE AND I’M DOING IT TOO!  

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So ANON ASKS

For Kanato from DL ( I haven’t seen much done for him and it makes me sad because he’s a favorite ). (: I could Lowkey do some more if you’re not super bogged down I had another idea BUT I ALREADY SUBMITED ANOTHER BEFORE THIS SO IM NOT GONNA OVERWHELM YOU LOL but- anyway Fee free to be as nsfw with my prompts (if you do them) as you want. I dont have any triggers so- writing them super accurate and sadistic won’t bother me :3

Bruh....Jesus is my helmet...but NOT TODAY let’s fucking go! Okay readers, you heard, they aint got no triggers. So if you do...move it along.

52- “You can’t call me cute!”

80- “Shut up! I’m not blushing!”

31-“You need to be taught a lesson…”

81- “You look so...inviting all tied up.”

84- “What’s the word I’m looking for?....Pet!”

Also in this you and Yui are BFFs because she isn’t some cold hearted bitch (homegirl trips over oxygen, plus I love her lol)

I was legit about to have him spit in your mouth....I’m so shameful...maybe next time.

Leggo!

I’m turning into a Yandere account and I am totally okay with that.

...

“You know living here isn’t that bad.” you mused to Yui. “When no one is talking.”

Your friend laughed as she cut up some carrots. Yui turned to look at you as she prepare to peel some potatoes. “So living here is terrible every day other than right now?” she replied.

You couldn’t help but burst out laughing. She wasn’t wrong. 

You and Yui were making dinner for the house. After a ambush that landed everyone injured except you and her (thankfully). You had offered to make soup and stew for everyone. They were all in their respective rooms healing while you had prepared everything.

“They really fought hard today, I thought Kanato was about to rip that vampires jaw off. He’s really protective of you, Y/N.” she winked. “I think he likes you more than he lets on.” 

Kanato and you had a very strange relationship. He hated you, but he didn’t HATE you. No one could lay a finger on you, no one could even look at you, even if he said he didn’t care. Reiji tried to and Kanato almost murdered him.

“He then told me that Teddy said I was ugly.” you reminded her flatly. “Yeah he so cares.” you snorted.

“Maybe he has trouble telling you his feelings”

“I wish everyone was as optimistic as you.” you shook your head. “Looks like the soup is finished.” 

“I’m just saying Y/N, just think about it.”

...

You only had one bowl of soup left to deliver, to Kanato’s room. You grumbled as you stood outside the door. 

“Kanato? It’s me.” you knocked on the door. “I’m coming in okay?” 

Before you could wait for an answer you opened the door and walked in with the cart. 

Kanato was laying on his bed when you entered, groaning in what you assumed was boredom.

“Teddy, tell Y/N that I don’t want whatever she made.” Kanato turned away from you. The scars he had suffered on his back said it all. All for you...

Your recalled the terror in your voice as you had screamed for help as the rogue vampire wrapped his claws around your leg. Kanato’s name was the first to escape your lips as you had tried to crawl away to Yui. You remembered reaching out to Kanato with your strongest hand, begging him to save you.

The look in his eyes was feral as he screamed your name too, grabbing you hand and pulling you to him. You were sobbing into his chest, clutching onto him for dear life for a good ten seconds before Yui replaced him, hugging you tightly in her small arms too. Before you knew it, the rogue’s head had been thrown through a window...

...

“Y/N, Look at me! You’re safe now...you’re safe with me...”

...

“Teddy, could you please tell Kanato that while his pouting is very adorable, it won’t get him out of this?”

“Don’t call me cute! You can’t do that.” Kanato glared at you through hooded eyes. “If I wasn’t so weak I’d-”

“Well let me take care of you.” you cut him off, taking the bowl to him. “For me?”

Kanato paused, his glare softening. 

“You must be in love with me if you’re so insistent on me getting better.” he grumbled, sitting up. “Y/N is in love with me Teddy!”

“Kanato.” you felt your face heat up violently. “Don’t say things like that.” you groaned.

“It’s blushing teddy, how cute!”

Kanato’s use of the word ‘it’ wasn’t new to you. In fact when he wasn’t calling you names, chasing you around with forks pretending to stab you, or worse, it was denoting you to objects.

“H-hey! I am not blushing!” you pouted. “My face just looks that way.” you lied. “S-shut up.” you grumbled.

“And what if I don’t feel like it?” he challenged, knowing you wouldn’t say a word back. You were kind of like Yui. You wouldn’t dare challenge any of the Sakamaki brothers. It was a death sentence in every sense of the word.

“Kanato, I just want you to feel better.” you looked down at your feet. 

“There’s one thing you can do.” Kanato used his strength to stand to his feet. Despite his looks, he was tall, and under that cute exterior was a mean and feral beast. He staggered over to you, a sick smile on his face. That couldn’t be good, not by a long shot. 

“And what exactly would that be?” you asked. You couldn’t look at him. You didn’t wanna know what he was planning. You were positive that it wasn’t gonna end well either. 

“Get on your knees.”

“My knees?” you repeated. “Why do you want me to-”

“Now Y/N.” he spoke over you. You felt his hand on your shoulder. “I don’t like repeating myself.” his nails dug into your skin, causing your knees to wobble under the pain. “On. Your. Knees!”

Your feet gave out, practically sending you crashing down to the floor. You looked like a dog, on your hands and knees. You appeared weak and pathetic.

You found it in yourself to look up at Kanato. Teddy was perched on the bed, ‘watching’ you two. You felt his fingertips creep under your chin. 

“Aww...” he smiled. “You’re like a little...What’s the word I’m looking for...PET!. It’s cute.” He caressed the side of your face. “Too bad I kill all my pets...they can’t handle me...can you handle me, Pet?”

“Yes, Kanato.” you found yourself saying. You felt like you didn’t have a choice...

and you loved every second of it.

“Bullying you has made me regain my strength! Isn’t this wonderful?” he wrapped one of his hands around your neck. “You’re so fun to torment” he laughed.

“K-kanato.” you coughed.

“Is it hard to breath. Y/N?” he asked sinisterly, that crazed smile gracing his lips. His words were terrifying although his actions said otherwise. He loosened his grip on your throat, allowing air to flow more freely. It was those small things that made you think he didn’t hate you as much as he loved to preach.

“Y/N...when that vampire came...I thought I was gonna lose you for good this time” he said sadly, allowing his arm to return to his side. “I thought I had-...that you were gonna die.” 

“You saved me though.” you replied. Kanato knelt down to your level, still slightly above you. 

“Yeah...because if anyone is gonna break you, it’s gonna be me.”

“I care about you a lot, Kanato.” you finally said it. “I like you too much.” you exposed yourself. “I want you stay by your side.” you said pathetically. “Even if you hate me.”

Before you could say another word, Kanato claimed your lips in a kiss. He held the sides of your face in his hands. It was the first time he had ever kissed you. He hummed thoughtfully, pushing you down to the floor so you were laying on your back. He crawled over you, not breaking the kiss. 

“K-kanato.” you whimpered.

“You need to be taught a lesson. If your gonna be my girlfri- I mean pet, you’ll have to learn.” he kissed down your neck.

Suddenly, Kanato ripped the seam of your jeans all the way up your left leg, leaving it completely exposed to the air.

“Oh look, your clothes are messed up, guess we’ll have to take them off.” he smirked. In another swift motion, your pants were torn to shreds. The fabric fell in a circle around you both.

“Teddy look! Y/N is wearing such cute panties.” he cackled maniacally. “Her naughty place is leaking.”

You trembled, waiting for him to do whatever it was he was planning.

“I heard blood tastes better when it’s from your naughty place.” he ran his tongue along the top row of his teeth. “Y/N” he moaned, running his index finger along your clothed heat. “You smelled so much better here...I just want to- ungh.”

He suddenly drove his fangs into your right thigh. You gasped, arching your back. He violently grabbed your legs, holding them down. His tongue lashed against your freshly made wound. 

You could hear him whimpering, cursing under his breath. 

Kanato would deny it with his life, but everything about you was like a drug to you. Tasting your blood was even sweeter than every dessert he’s ever tasted. Feeling you whimper and plea for him did things to him that would make a sailor blush. 

Forget Yui, forget his brothers, forget it all.

“Fuh-” Kanato couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t stop himself from ripping off your panties and driving his tongue into your most sensitive parts. Hearing you moan for him, cry for him. 

The rumors were right, vampires were godly lovers. It was like Kanato knew what you wanted and where. He lashed his tongue against your heat, grabbing your legs. 

“Wrap your legs around my head,” he demanded. “Not like it’s gonna kill me.” he laughed manically. “

Knock knock

“Y/N, are you in there?” Yui’s small voice caused you to panic a little. As you tried to get up, Kanato pushed you right back down, growling into your pussy,

“FUCK!” you whined, making it very obvious what you two were up to. “Kanato, I can’t-”

“Then don’t.” he grunted, not ceasing his movements. “Cum, cum for me.”

“K-KAANAAA!” you cried as you came. You thrashed and writhed under his touch, but he didn’t stop. His tongue never stopped moving. “fuh- fuck! Kanato, t-too much!”

“I said cum for me, I didn’t say I’d stop.” he thrust his fingers into you to add insult to injury. “You’re so fun to fuck with!” he spat.

“Kanato!” you sobbed. You couldn’t stop moving, you couldn’t stop thrashing. Th epleasure had gotten to you so much, you were drooling.

He finally withdrew his mouth from you, smiling evilly at the mess he left.

Kanato had grabbed one of his ties that had left on the floor and bound your wrists together.

“You look so inviting tied up for me...” he shuddered as he bit his lip. He licked his fingers clean of your blood and juices. “Good thing the night is young...because I’m not done with you.”

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[beels-burger-babe]

A Little Voice Told Me - Pt. 3

Poly! MC Summary: Words hurt and leave their scars. MC learns this the hard way after hearing some not-so-nice whispers about them while on a date with Beel. How are they supposed to be the partner of the seven lords of the Devildom when they just don't measure up? Part 1: HERE, Part 2: HERE Previously on A Little Voice Told Me...

The brothers had thought of a number of ways you could've reacted to them confronting you. Lucifer thought that perhaps you would snap at them and distance yourself further. Mammon, Levi, and Asmo expected a few small tears followed by a cuddle session. Satan imagined a slightly more dramatic telling, like something from one of his novels, that ended him being your hero and massacring all those who dared speak ill about you. Beel thought perhaps you could talk over a bunch of comfort foods that allowed you to remain calm and feel safe. Belphie had hoped that perhaps you hadn't believed what you overheard, and the two of you could laugh at how idiotic even the idea of them not loving you was. But you, breaking down into tears, sobbing the words "I'm sorry" over and over again? None of them had expected, nor were prepared, for that. Any anger or tension that the boys previously had was instantly replaced with worry about your well-being.

Asmodeus was the first to reach you. He quickly pulled you against him and held you as tightly as he could. "Easy now, dear. It's okay," he glanced up to look at his brother anxiously standing around the two of you, itching to comfort you but unsure as to what they should do. You trembled in Asmo's arms and fisted his shirt in your hands, no doubt wrinkling the expensive fabric. "They were right, were-weren't they?" you pulled away just enough to look up at Asmo. The poor man nearly choked on the remorse that filled him at the sight of your tear-filled eyes pooling with sadness, despair, and, most disturbingly, acceptance. "Y-You guys are breaking up with me? You-You finally realized you could d-do better than a-a-a-" you tried to continue but became too overwhelmed with emotion as you began sobbing once more. Satan rushed forward and placed a hand on your shoulder. "MC, hold on. We're not breaking up with you." You hiccupped as the others began to crowd around you. "B-But Asmo said you guys wanted to talk and I-I thought that maybe th-those other demons were right and y-you guys didn't want me anymore." With those words alone, you had shattered the hearts of every person in that room. In seconds, you found yourself in the middle of a group hug.

No one said anything. They simply wrapped you up in their arms and supported you as wept. Although they had been seconds away from tearing into each other moments before, none of that mattered if you were hurt. You would forever be their first priority. "Beloved, we love you exactly the way you are," Lucifer whispered softly as one of his hands caressed your back. "Whatever those simpletons said, they're wrong. They don't know you; just like they don't know us." Belphie was running a hand through their hair, hoping that his influence would help calm you a little. "If we could, you know that we would tear apart every person who ever spoke badly against you," he could feel his anger towards the idiots that caused this build-up again inside him. Satan nudged Belphegor's side and gently shook his head. The youngest demon sighed and rested his head on top of yours. "Even we aren't strong enough to control city gossip. We can't change what they think, necessarily, but we can make sure that you know that it's not true." You trembled in their arms as your cries slowly dwindled down to the occasional sniffle. "Th-They said that you guys were only dating me o-out of pity and that I was nothing compared to you, a-and how I was jus-just a nuisance," you whimpered as you recalled the hurtful words. "A-And I know that's not true. It was so stupid because I know you g-guys love me. B-But it made me r-realize just how insignificant I am compared to a-all of you. I d-don't understand wh-why all of you would settle for a human who won't live nearly as long as you, and w-who can't even use magic." Mammon frowned deeply as he squeezed one of your shoulders. "Treasure, look at me," you shakily did as told. Mammon was staring down at you with a desperate, anxious expression. His eyes found yours and your breath hitched at the intensity of his gaze. "Those assholes don't know what they're talkin' about. You're not insignificant. Even here in the Devildom, surrounded by all these different beings, you are so much higher above them. You're the brightest jewel among us MC. You're the only person to have ever formed pacts with all seven of the Lords of the Devildom. You're the ambassador of the human world. You have brought this family closer together in just over a year than anyone has managed in the centuries that we've been alive." Your lip quivered as Levi rubbed your arm. "He's right. I'm the literal embodiment of envy. I can tell you right now that all those people are just saying those things because they're jealous. They're nothing but low-level slimes. But you? You're the big boss that could have them destroyed with a snap of your fingers." Beel looked down at you guiltily as he patted your back. "I shouldn't have left you alone like I did. Even more so, I should've paid closer attention to what was happening around us. I'm sorry you ever had to go through this MC." You released Asmodeus to hug Beelzebub as you snuggled close to him. "It's not your fault, Beel. They were really careful about it when you were around. You couldn't have known," the redhead didn't say anything, he just bent down to envelop you in his arms. The eight of you stood there in the dining room, nestled closely with one other, taking silent comfort in one another without a single care for the world around you. "I think perhaps we should move this to the living room," Asmodeus offered as the boys began to release you from their hug. "Beel can make some snacks, Levi can find us a good movie to watch, Belphie can go gather a bunch of blankets and pillows and the rest of us will stay with you to make sure you don't get too lonely," he cupped your face. "I think a nice lazy day in would be good for everyone. Does that sound good, Beautiful?" I chuckled tearfully and leaned into Asmo's touch. "That sounds perfect. You guys are so nice to me. I don't deserve-" You never got to finish your sentence as Asmodeus captured your lips with his own. With that one kiss, you could feel your worries and doubts melt away as you could feel every ounce of affection,

desire,

and love that Asmodeus felt for you pour into your very being. "That's where you're wrong, dear," he purred softly against your lips. "It is us who don't deserve you," he gave you a gentle kiss on the forehead before taking your hand into your own and leading you to the living room. He looked over his shoulder and smirked at his brothers. "Go gather the things. We'll just keep the couch warm while you're at it," you could hear the wink in his tone. "Oi! I want a kiss too!" "Y-Yeah, Asmo! You can't hog MC! That's not fair!" You giggled at Mammon and Levi's protest as you snuggled up to Asmodeus. You were so silly to think for even a second that these demons who follow you around like love-sick puppies would ever tire of you for a second. You were their everything, and they were yours, and nothing anyone said would ever change that.

***And scene! That was a wild ride, but I hope you all enjoyed it! Thank you for supporting me with this mini-series and thanks once again to @ang3lsblues for the request that inspired it all!***