#i closed the door immediately after he opened it and im listening to the mess around in other peoples garages now

[be-good-to-bugs]

:/ god my apartment manager sucks

[love4myg]

bitter coffees | myg

summary. the last person you expect at your door at 4 am is yoongi. but his presence is like a blanket of comfort that helps soothe your aching heart.

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pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: angst, fluff if you squint

word count: 1.7k

content: yoongi shows up at reader's door when they're stressed about exams / reader has a small breakdown that yoongi helps them through / they end up falling asleep together

warnings: none

a/n: a little something i wrote at like midnight to cope with exams while listening to 'sweet' by cigarettes after sex 😪. this will be apart of a drabble series im working on, but this is NOT the first drabble in terms of the chronological order of the story

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You bring the mug to your lips, taking a sip of the dark coffee.

You have never liked black coffee, always opting for sweeter drinks like caramel and chai lattes. But nowadays, the bitter liquid is the only thing that keeps you awake and somewhat energized.

Still, every sip is an effort and you can't help but grimace at the aftertaste.

You put the mug back onto the wooden floor, begging yourself to remember not to spill it. You had chosen to move all of your books and notes to the floor after getting tired of your cramped desk, and the last thing you needed was for the drink to ruin your only hope of getting a passing grade on your exam.

You should have started studying earlier. Usually, you are on top of all assignments and tests, wanting to get them over with. But lately, the presence of a certain someone has started messing with your schedule.

You never expected to get this close to your neighbour who lived 3 doors down, especially given your first encounter which was far from pleasant.

You always thought Yoongi was a little strange, but these past few months had been proving otherwise.

You don't regret the time you spent with him. You cherish the bottles of wine you shared and the nights you spent binging movies while you tried to ignore the fact that his knee was slightly pressed against yours.

You just wish you had spent a bit more time studying and less time admiring the way his eyes crinkled into crescent moons when he laughed.

You rub your temples, gently trying to ease the migraine that has started brewing. Your limbs ache terribly and you have never craved the warmth of your blankets more.

Tears brim your eyes, which worsen the pain in your head as you furrow your eyebrows to try to blink them away, which in turn makes you want to cry even more.

Giving up on reading over your notes for the third time, you lean your head against the side of your bed, still trying to blink away your tears even as your bottom lip quivers and the lump in your throat gets bigger.

Buzz.

Your half-lidded eyes glance at your phone on the floor which has now lit up with a single notification.

Yoongiee: open the door if your not asleep alr

A beat of silence passes as you process the text. Have you officially lost it and started to hallucinate Yoongi showing up at your dorm?

Your phone buzzes again and you notice the time. 4:37 am.

Letting out a defeated sigh, you use all of your remaining strength to push yourself up onto your feet. You don't bother to try to keep your eyes fully open, letting them obscure half of your vision as your slippers pad through the dimly lit house.

The door creaks loudly and you visibly cringe, grateful that both of your roommates weren't home to complain about being woken up.

In front of you, Yoongi greets you with a small wave and a smile on his face which immediately turns into an expression of concern as he takes you in.

"Are you okay?"

You want the world to swallow you up. Yoongi seeing you in such a state is something you never thought would happen. But here he was, a phone in one hand and a bag on his shoulder.

"What are you doing here? It's late."

Your words are dry on your tongue and your throat hurts to speak. Your voice is stiffer than usual, but you can't help it.

"I couldn't sleep and figured you couldn't either since you were active like twenty minutes ago. I can leave if you want, I don't- I really don't mind."

He brings his hands up, palms facing you in a form of reassurance. You shake your head.

"I- No, it's fine. I don't mind."

And again, you let yourself be distracted by his presence. You don't know why, but your heart refuses to say 'no' to him even though your brain is screaming at you to get a grip.

You open the door wider and let him in. His eyes scan the room as he adjusts to the darkness.

You walk to your bedroom and switch on the main light instead of relying on your small lamp as he slips out of his sneakers

You aren't exactly being welcoming to him, but again you don't have it in you to care as much as you usually would.

You settle back onto the floor and take another swig of your coffee. Yoongi enters the room a few seconds later, quirking an eyebrow at your position on the floor.

"Don't ask," you mumble with a smile and he chuckles as he places his bag at the foot of your bed.

You expect him to crawl into your bed, but instead, he settles down beside you. He takes out a leather notebook and places it on his lap as he twirls a pencil between his fingers.

Your attention returns to the endless amounts of notes in front of you, and you let out a defeated sigh.

Normally, you would be screaming at the lack of words exchanged between you both. But the silence is comforting, and the sound of his pencil against the paper is oddly satisfying to listen to.

You don't notice how your head falls onto his shoulder and you feel him freeze for a second before returning to whatever he had been doing.

You want to let your eyes flutter shut, but anxiety bubbles in your chest with every moment that passes that you don't spend studying, and it makes the lump in your throat return.

"You sure you're okay?"

You let out a shaky breath that you hadn't even realized you were holding, and the tears you had desperately tried to push back threatened to fall.

"Yeah."

You cringe at how your voice cracks, unable to keep your emotions at bay any longer. Salty tears fall down your cheeks, and you feel Yoongi's head turn in an attempt to look at you and you bring up your hands to cover your face.

Yoongi brings his body to face your side. One of his hands gently touches yours while his other works at wiping away the tears spilling down your cheeks. For a second, he pulls away his hand to move away the array of things surrounding you before settling back against yours.

"Hey- what's wrong? Did something happen?"

You shake your head weakly, your fingers playing at the hem of your graphic tee as you chew on your cheek.

"I- I have this stupid fucking exam tomorrow and I don't- I don't know shit and no matter how long I spend studying I just can't- it won't go into my head and I only started studying today because I was being fucking dumb."

You hate how your words are interrupted by broken hiccups and how pathetic your voice is. But Yoongi listens with caring eyes and it eases some of the embarrassment.

"You're not stupid or dumb, ___. You can't always be perfect, and I know this exam matters, but it is not worth more than you."

Yoongi squeezes your hand and gently begins to move his thumb across your skin.

"If you need a break, take one, even if it means you don't get to spend that time studying. I know you'll be fine. You'll do great even if you don't study at all."

Your eyes meet his and you don't know what possesses you, but you find yourself wrapping your hands around Yoongi's neck. He freezes and you faintly hear his breath hitch. But before you can move back he adjusts his legs and pulls you in closer.

You end up settling between his legs and you let out a small sob, which you blame him for.

Why was he so fucking sweet? No one has said anything like that to you before, and it helps ease some of the weight on your shoulders even though it brings more tears to your eyes.

His hands are warm and secure around you. Your face lies against the soft, grey fabric of his hoodie and you make a mental note to wash for him in case your wet mascara stains it.

"I'm just so fucking tired, Yoongi."

You don't know it, but Yoongi's heart breaks at your voice. His hands rub against your back as he tries his best to soothe you.

"Let's get you to bed then, OK?"

You nod against his shoulder weakly and he picks up your body. Your legs wrap around his hips and you feel like a koala clinging onto a tree.

He settles your body down onto your bed and you let out a broken sigh, melting into the softness of your mattress. You almost let out another sob from how much you've missed this.

You hear him shuffle around, probably packing up his things.

"Are you leaving?" you ask, forcing your eyes to open.

Yoongi has turned off the light, but you can still make out his figure with the help of the moonlight that slips into your room through a small crack in your curtains.

He looks pretty. He had dyed his hair since the first time you met him, and the now blond locks fell in small waves across his forehead. From this angle, the silver hues illuminating him make him look ethereal.

"Yeah," he says with a small nod.

"Oh."

His movements still, sensing the disappointment laced in your voice.

"Do you want me to stay?"

A beat of silence passes as you weigh your options. You feel selfish for wanting him to stay, but his hugs are the most comfortable thing ever and you already miss the feeling of his arms around you.

"Yes, please."

You miss the smile that forms on Yoongi's face, and you hear him put his bag onto the floor again.

"Lie with me. You're really warm and comfy," you say.

He chuckles but obliges, slipping beside you under the duvet. You feel him hesitate for a moment before wrapping his arms around you, and you melt into his embrace again.

In a few minutes, you drift off into a much-needed slumber, leaving Yoongi staring up at the ceiling. The only sounds in the room are your soft breathing and the ticking of your clock.

Yoongi silently hopes that this isn't the last time you fall asleep in his arms.

[robinsno1lesbian]

hi! i was wondering if you could do a fic for robin? im actually deprived of hurt/comfort fics for her so maybe reader and robin go to a party tgt and r gets picked on in an uncomfortable conversation? thank you so much lovely <3

𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 & 𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 ˖⋆࿐໋

-r.b. x reader

summary: robin comforts you after a homophobic incident at a party. (1.2k)

warnings: hurt/comfort, homophobia, maybe the slightest bit of internalized homophobia too, there’s one homophobic slur in this, lots of fluff & reassurance, let me know if i missed anything!!

a/n: thank you for your request anon!! i hope you like how this turned out! i’m not 100% if this is what you had in mind but it’s the first thing i thought of lmao. anyway thank you for requesting <3

the crimson red of the drink had soaked its way into the thin fabric of your top, leaving a deep mark behind.

you’re muttering curses underneath your breath as you inspect the damage that had been done in your reflection.

this was not how you imagined the evening to go when you’d pictured the graduation party. the party you’d been looking forward to for years. the party you dragged your girlfriend to, even though she despises parties.

now, with the liquid splashed all over you, you wonder if it would’ve been better for everyone involved if you had stayed at home and spent the night with robin instead.

you scoff, reaching over to grab a towel and clean yourself up a little.

mere minutes ago, things had been fine. they had been great. even robin had been having a good time. she’d been excited for you and had promised to come along and be there with you regardless of her feelings about these kind of parties.

you’d been dancing, sharing drinks and laughing. and then there’d been jason.

he’d picked on you before, had snarled slurs at you under his breath when passing by that earned him howling laughter from his friends. he’d never gone this far, though.

the two of you had been dancing together, far enough from each other to avoid suspicious glances -no matter how much you hated the pretending. it had been enough, however, to catch jason’s attention.

robin had caught him staring first, had stepped up the minute he approached you. she couldn’t stop him from emptying his drink over your shirt though, couldn’t undo his hiss of “piss off, dyke”.

you immediately felt tears burning in your eyes, his words like a dagger to your heart. the people around you had obviously heard his words. it’s not like there hadn’t been rumors about you before, but this was different. you’d been the center of everyone’s attention, humiliated by the soaked fabric of your stained shirt and the laughter that went through the crowd at the scene.

you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of crying in front of them, so you pushed through the room, away from him, away from robin calling your name.

and now you’re here.

you dry up the mess in silence, listening to the music that is still blasting through the house, its source being somewhere downstairs.

before you can dwell in the thoughts of the previous events any longer, the bathroom door is swung open with way too much force.

you look up immediately, meeting a familiar pair of eyes in the mirror.

robin.

"oh" robin says, returning your stare. "y/n”

"it's fine” you immediately tell her, looking back at your reflection. it comes out harsher than intended.

"it’s not fine" the taller girl closes the door behind her as she enters the room. "it’s not fine at all"

she shifts awkwardly, her gaze wandering from her own reflection, then back to yours.

"are you alright?" she whispers.

your eyes burn. you’re cold. the stain won’t fade. you’re not alright. and regardless of the fact that you don’t want to break in front of your girlfriend, your shoulders are trembling before you even know it.

“oh baby” immediately, robin is by your side and wraps her arms around your body from behind. “oh baby, baby, baby, baby”

she soothes you in that raspy voice you love so dearly.

“don’t cry” robin whispers. “or do. whatever you need. i’m right here with you okay? i’m here”

your body shakes with the force of your sobs, and not even her hands on your shoulders manage to soothe you yet.

“it’s not fair” you manage. “it’s not fair”

“i know” she murmurs against your temple. “i know it’s not baby”

you try to get your breathing back under control, your vision blurry from the tears you’ve cried.

“i just wanna love you” you tell her. “what’s wrong with that?”

“love” she coos, gently loosening her grip on you, if just to spin you around and cup your face. her own eyes seem glossed over. “there’s absolutely nothing wrong with this okay? nothing”

“it’s not that i feel like there is” you go on. “but people like jason- people like him- they-“

“there will always be people like jason and i hate that. i hate that there are people who wanna see you hurting for who you are. people who wanna see anyone hurting, really”

robin kisses your forehead once more.

“but it’ll be easier, okay? we’ll get out here and it’ll be easier and then, as we get older, it’ll get easier too”

“we’ll get out of here?” you croak and look up at her. your mascara has stained your cheeks by now and your eyes are swollen. robin still looks down at you as if you’re the most precious thing she has ever laid her eyes on.

“yeah” she promises. “yeah we’ll get out of here and- and we’ll go to rome. or to paris. anywhere! operation croissant, remember? we’ll go somewhere where nobody knows who we are. and then i can love you just a little bit louder”

you huff against her shoulder.

“see?” robin smiles proudly. “you’re smiling again. that’s good! that’s go- hey! no don’t stop now“

her index fingers poke your cheeks, trying to get you to smile again. „put it back“

„okay, okay“ you chuckle wetly.

robin’s expression softens and she brushes a strand of hair out of your face. “you’re so pretty you know?”

you blush and look down at your feet.

“don’t look away” robin hums, her voice endlessly soft as she’s holding your chin between her index and her thumb. “don’t look away. you are. you’re so pretty”

your cheeks are soft and rosy by now, her compliments evidently affecting you.

“i love you okay?” she says, slightly more urgent. “i love you. and I’m not gonna apologize to anyone for loving you. not to jason. not to anyone”

“you love me?” you repeat, voice shaky and weak.

“of course i do. so so much” robin assures, with all the conviction in the world.

“i love you too”

the two of you remain silent for a moment, letting the words linger between the two of you. in the end of the day, you realize, it could be the two of you against the rest of the world and it wouldn’t change a single thing. it wouldn’t change the sense of safety only her arms can offer you, it wouldn’t change the way your heart races whenever you get to kiss her. it wouldn’t change the way you love her.

„seriously though“ robin says after a minute. „do you feel better? a little bit?”

“hmh” you nod and wrap your arms back around hers. robin’s height had always been perfect, just tall enough for you to rest your head on her shoulder. like this, you can close your eyes and let her hold your weight.

“that’s good” you feel her putting her chin on top of your head. “that’s good baby”

“i think I just wanna go home”

“we can do that” robin rubs circles over your back. “we can do that baby. i just wanna make sure you’re okay”

“i will be” you lean back, chin against her chest. “i will be”

“okay” robin says. “i’ll take you home yeah? we’ll have our own party”

you hum against her.

you know, then, that everything is gonna be okay after all, that you’ll still have the graduation celebration you wanted.

[serejae]

Heyy, Can you do “bnd comforting their s/o after being bullied” I have a bit of an situation atm so it would help me calm down^^ Love your work btw❤️

hiii i hope youre doing well and hope things do get better for you. thank you for the kind words and i love you !!! im kinda busy today but i wanted to write this for you so its not in my usual format and is very short bur i still hope you enjoy :)

sungho :

-as soon as sungho sees you slumped he observes you from across the room not knowing whether to go up to you or not. he didnt want to bother you if you needed space, but deep down he couldnt let you suffer alone. he went up to you and sat down by you, as a response you put your head on his shoulder and that was his green light. sungho ran his hand through your hair in the dimly light living room and he allowed you to talk it out if you wanted, but if you just needed someone he’s glad to stay silent as long as you feel okay now

riwoo :

-a sweetheart. when he notices your mood he thinks of how to approach you, riwoo peeked into the room and saw you laying there sleeping. not wanting to disturb your peace but at the same time help you, he decided to make a dessert you both really like (you like it, he pretends for you) it took him a while to finish it but you had woken up just in time for him to plate it nicely and clean up the mess he made. riwoo watched you come out of the room and hug him tightly, quickly he reciprocated the hug and listened to you mumble rants about your day while feeding you

jaehyun :

-jaehyun could tell something was wrong with you right away when he saw you come home and go straight to the shower without greeting him. he didnt get mad but more concerned, he felt something was wrong and needed to comfort you immediately. he threw your favorite hoodie of his in the dryer so itll be nice and warm and laid it on the bed for you to see when you came out. after he heard the shower turn off he gave you a bit of time before walking to the room where he saw you wrapped in the hoodie. he smiled and bear hugged you and let you talk, and if you cried he kissed off the tears

taesan :

he was in his studio working when he heard the door open and close. he turned around, not because he wanted to know what was wrong but because he knew you felt off. taesan studied your expression as you sat down on the couch in his office and laid down. he scooted his chair towards you completely forgetting about the song he was working on and caressed your face “do you want me to sing to you?” he asked to which you nodded. he laid on the couch with you letting you rest on his chest listening to his hearbeat as he sang softly

leehan :

leehan and you sat infront of his fish tank. the first thing he wanted to do when he felt your shift in energy was to take your mind off it. he brought you over to his colorful fish tank and let the both of you peacefully watch the fishes swim and interact with one another. he dropped a piece of food into the tank and 2 fishes fought over it. “thats me to the people who mess with you” he said making you laugh. he held you close as you two watched the fishes while mumbling advice and sweet reminders to you against your ear

[junoswrlld]

plus one

CHAP 8 — party time

summary: Kai, one of your closest friends, invites you as a plus one to one of his best friend's birthday party. but the bday boy is kinda cute…can you steal his heart?

warnings: alcohol and jealous yn i think thats it

March 18th, 2023 aka party time

having never been to a party before it's only natural for you to stress out a little. if "a little" meant a lot that is. your especially nervous since you aren't exactly allowed to be going and It seems impossible to be going to your first real high school party in your senior year but here you are, contemplating what to wear. casual? formal? shit why didn't you ask if there is a dress code. too late now, casual it is! Sure, it's a safe choice, but you're only looking for one person's attention, so it shouldn't matter, right?

looking at yourself in the mirror, you wonder whether or not beomgyu will like your outfit. who am I kidding Of course he'll like it, he complimented your outfit the first time you hung out, and that was just your school uniform, so this should be okay.

turning your phone off and throwing it in your bag so you can be out of the door as fast as you can, you run down the stairs to the front door, trying to be as quite as possible so your mom doesn't know your going out. seeing Kai waiting impatiently at his car.

you run up to the car, quickly opening the passenger door, and jumping in the car. you wince at the sight of the car, empty water bottles everywhere, and fast food bags scattered around.

"Jeez Kai, do you ever clean this thing?" you question, throwing handfuls of empty water bottles into the back seat to make room for your legs.

"Don't disrespect the mojo dojo casa car y/n" he said "Also Soobin and I share this car, so this isn't my mess," he added while starting the car up and pulling out of the driveway.

"Is Soobin already at the party then?" you questioned, getting your phone out of your purse to tell beomgyu that you were on your way there.

"Yeah, he stayed the night at Yeonjun's place the day before to help set up the party," he tells you.

"Well How long will it take to get there?" you asked, looking at the time on your phone, wanting to see your friends already there as soon as possible.

"around forty minutes, but yknow we would have been there sooner if you hadn't taken so long to get ready."

"Wooooooww the disrespect is crazy, I just wanna look cute for pictures okay?"

"More like you want to look cute for Gyu."

"Maybe you're right" You pull out your phone and connect it to the Bluetooth in the car, playing a favorite song of Gyus that he told you about on your study date.

"Isn't this Gyu's favorite song? jeez y/n you're really down bad"

"Whatever you say Kai"

gyu❤️ ur on ur way right? i cant wait for u to be here

you yea im omw but apparently yeonjun's big ass mansion is forty minutes away so it'll be awhile </3

gyu❤️ i feel the struggle man but i just want all my friends to be here asap (by stayc omg) cuz of all the model people Yeonjun invited

you i will go faster gyu ill make kai go 100mph lightning McQueen style

gyu❤️

just dont get arrested at my bday party yn ill see u soon yn bdshmvbsbsdvgsjeusdk

you

omg acgnasmefvafjwvwk okay gyu ttyl

after a surprisingly pleasant and calm car ride of listening to chill music Gyu has reopened to you and let the air breeze through your hair, Kai, and you are finally just around the corner from the party. even if you're at the end of the street you can already hear the faint sound of music and the smell of alcohol coming from yeonjun's house.

"I can already hear the music, Kai." You close the window on your side of the car and text beomgyu telling him you're right around the corner. "Yeah well Yeonjun is kinda known for throwing parties," Kai says pulling into the driveway.

you slowly step out of the car, closing the door behind you. the sound hits you in the face immediately, Putting your hands over your ears you try to look for beomgyu, You thought it would be easy but there is just enough people in the front yard for you too not be able to see the front door from where your standing. thankfully Kai grabs onto your arm guiding you to the front door, maneuvering through the sea of people. the second you reach the front porch you see beomgyu standing there waiting for you.

"Hi gyu!! Happy birthday!!" You run up to him embracing him in a hug, then slowly pulling away not wanting to make him uncomfortable at the sudden affection. "Hey y/n!!" from Beomgyu's pov though it felt as though a million butterflies flew through his stomach, heartbeat going up to one hundred, making him a little nervous.

"I'm gonna play pinball with taehyun in the basement, Text me when you wanna leave y/n," Kai says, leaving the two of you alone at the front door.

"wanna get a drink? nothing with alcohol of course." he chuckles, gesturing for you to follow him to the kitchen, and of course you do. "Is Jiung here with haerin yet? I think they left to get here before me," you say checking the time on your phone, really just wanting to be around your mutual friends to start having 10x more fun.

"Yeah they're here, I'm pretty sure that there in the kitchen so we're going in the right direction if you wanna see them."

"cool, cool cool cool."

"You seem a bit nervous y/n, are you okay?"

"Well im not exactly allowed to be here."

"oh my god just don't get in trouble cause of me."

"I'll try not too"

After a little bit of back and forth talking and walking through a maze of hallways you finally make it to the kitchen, You see your friends talking among themselves and with someone you don't quite recognize.

"Hey y/n!!!" haerin yells out to you. "This party I really fun, I already made a friend, and she's like totally awesome," she says gesturing to the girl standing opposite to her, damn she's really pretty, is beomgyu friends with her?

"Hello! Y/n right? My name is Rami, so nice to meet you!" Maybe it's just you being a lil jealous of her beauty but you're getting major bad vibes from this girl.

"Hey, Rami...do you know the bday boy?" you ask, intertwining your arm with beomgyu's as if your dating. he doesn't seem to be at all surprised with your behaviour though, even leaning into you.

"No actually, Yeonjun invited me" she giggles. "I only came to make friends honestly. I did get you a present though beomgyu!" She reaches into her bag pulling out a $100 dollar gift card and hands it to beomgyu.

"Oh my god Rami this is too much, You really didn't have to." beomgyu muttered, moving away from you slowly taking the gift into his hands. feeling a bit like you've been showed up, you reach into your bag hoping that he would prefer a gift that had a lot more thought put into it. but you feel nothing. the book you bought for him is nowhere to be seen. you forgot it.

"What did you get for beomgyu, Y/n?" she says, clearly seeing the distraught on your face from not having the gift with you. and beomgyu looks at you the a look of excitement as if he's been waiting for this.

"Oh...umm" you don't know what to say, opting to lie about where your present is. "It hasn't come in the mail yet" You hope and pray that beomgyu couldn't tell you were lying. it doesn't seem like he did but everyone else definitely did.

"Oh well that's a pity," Rami says, jeez What was her problem. you might have been a little jealous of her beauty but what did she have against you?

"That's okay y/n, I'm sure it'll be worth the wait." beomgyu tells you, giving you a reassuring look, and patting you on the back.

"Well I dunno about you guys but I could really use a drink right now!" Rami says, only looking at beomgyu, then dragging him away by his sleeve towards the drinks station, looking you in the eyes the whole time.

"what the fuck" you say, crossing your arms while giving haerin the nastiest death stare.

"Don't look at me Y/n! I didn't know she would practically steal your man okay?" Hearin announced as if pleading her case. "Also..."

"What??"

"I may have already given her your number"

"Why?!??!"

"I thought you two would get along okay? so like sorry in advance if she texts you later"

"You better be sorry, if she gets to beomgyu before me I swear to god man"

"Yeahhh, it does look like she wants him too. I guess this is just the universe telling you to ask him out already"

"I'm working as fast as I can okay?" you say, defending yourself as you try to peek over to where beomgyu is. haerin does the same, looking in the same direction as you.

"You have got to be kidding me" You see what might be your biggest fear right now. Rami has her hand rubbing up beomgyu's arm, looking at him with half-lidded eyes, as she pours him a drink. thankfully he declined it.

"Jesus fucking Christ dude, why would she offer him alcohol?"

you basically spend the rest of the party trying to watch the two of them without them noticing, a little thankful when your mom calls you asking where you are. in the end, Kai takes you home having to apologize for sneaking you out.

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[darbuckle21]

IM BACK! >:)

Okay…hear me out..

The Slasher boys x reader who’s not fat, but is curvy, and they walk in on them like, sleeping, and at first their like ‘Awh my baby :)’ but then see year stains and their stoumach has bandages wrapped around so it molds into being skinnier because they were just hating on their body. And they haven’t been eating? And the boys like, :( it’s not safe and they are just like ‘but ur perfect’ :(

I LOVE THIS >:)

Tw: Angst and mentions of body image and ED read at your own risk

Vincent Sinclair

He sneaks through the door to your shared bedroom. He’s been working on a new wax figure all day so you went to bed without him. He stands at the door way staring at your beautiful form. He makes a note to draw you like this some time. He sits on his side of the bed about to kiss your cheek when he notices tear stains running down your perfect face. He looks down seeing bandages wrapped around your stomach. He’s confused as to why you would do such a thing, in his eyes you are perfect in every way. He feels as if it’s his fault you feel this way about yourself. He unwraps the bandages making a note to get rid of them in the morning. His eyes water as he pulls you to his chest kissing your cheek. He wants to wake you up and ask why you would ever think to do such a thing? Did someone say something to you? He’ll kill whoever would fill your head with such things. He cradles you close to his body crying to himself for not noticing sooner. Why can’t you see yourself the way he sees you?

Brahms

He loves to watch you sleep staring at you while you rest peacefully on his chest, but he can’t, he’s in trouble for causing a mess in his rage. So you made him sleep in his room for the night. He tried to be good. He tried to listen, but he couldn’t sleep without seeing your peaceful face. He told himself "just one look" then he would go to sleep. He loves your curves he worships them. He could stare at you for hours and never get bored. So imagine how sad he was to find out you didn’t think of yourself the same way he did. He immediately exits the walls seeing the bandages and tear stained cheeks. He practically jumps into bed waking you up. Your confused and slightly annoyed he disobeyed you, but then you see his shining eyes through the mask. “Are you okay Brahms?” He shakes his head taking of his mask staring at your stomach. You look down following his line of sight. Shit. He rips the bandages off you dropping his head into your stomach kissing every inch. After that night he doesn’t wear his mask around you. He’s scared that him hiding his scars is what put this idea into your head. He makes sure to kiss your curve’s every night.

Poly ghostface

Billy and Stu always sneak into your bedroom to hangout. Except for on sundays but they were bored so even though it was late they decided to come over. “Hey sweetheart” Billy greets as he crawls through the window followed by Stu. Stu is upset your napping and want attention so he wakes you up. “Babyyyy” he wines sitting next to you on the bed. “Shhhhhh” Billy hushes not wanting him to wake you. He noticed yo I skipping lunch lately and he was planning to ask if you were okay, but you needed sleep. Your eyes began to open as you turn over looking at your boyfriends. “Hello baby” you great Stu happily sitting up to kiss him on the cheek. He looks at your face and frowns grabbing your chin “what’s wrong?” The lack of a pet name is how you realized he was upset. “What happened to your stomach?” Billy asks dreading the answer he knows is gonna be a lie. “I accidently cut myself while helping my mom make dinner” Stu grabs your hand fidgeting with your fingers nervously. “Then why were you crying?” He mumbles. You don’t know how to respond knowing they know what’s going on, so you look down sadly. “Oh baby” Billy whispers crawling into bed. He leans down undoing the bandage stuffing it in his pocket before leaning over to your backpack on the floor grabbing a sharpie. He writes the words Perfect across your stomach. He caps the marker tossing on the floor. Stu doesn’t say anything else nuzzling his head closer to you. Billy joins the cuddles caressing your stomach till you fall back asleep. The following days he keeps an eye on you helping to distract you while you eat. He makes sure to bring you snacks everyday just in case. Stu burned the bandages when he got home.

[yandere-mha-blog]

Part 3

Word count: 2268

Dabi being a crazy man as usual, blood, violence all that yandere stuff. 

You finally arrived back home, after your date with Dabi, at least it was supposed to be a date, didn't feel like a date, btu he said it was a date, but-oh to complicated to think about, you opened the front door and you saw your mom on he usual reading chair giving you a dirty look.

“Where have you been?” She asked, “you didn't answer my texts, or my calls (name).”

“Sorry ma, my phone was on silent.” you said

“Your school called, first you were late, then you cussed out your teacher, then you ditched.” She said “what's gotten into you!?”

“...”

“Nothing to say?” She asked and crossed her arms

“A classmate of mine put thumbtacks on my desk.” you said “The teacher said it was an accident.”

“I'm sorry, what happened?” She asked as her arms fell to her side

“And a couple days before while I went to get a broom to clean the classroom I came back and they shoved my desk out the window.” You said, “That's why I wasn't hungry.”

“(name)?” she said “how long has this been happening?”

“Well i'm not done, remember a couple weeks ago when i came home wet even though it wasn't raining, while i was using the restroom, someone threw dirty mop water over the stall.” You explained, “The amount of times my shoes have been found in the trash is too many to count. I've tried going to the teacher, but he never did anything.”

“(Name) why didn't you tell me?” She asked

“I just wanted it to pass.” you said “If the teacher and school weren't doing anything now, why would they suddenly change just because you called them, id get labeled a snitch, and the torment would get worse.”

“Okay, wow, a lot to take in.” Your mom took in a deep breath, she seemed to be trying to stay calm “but that doesn't tell me where you were today.”

“I made a friend.” you said “I wanted to leave school, so we just hung out.”

“Oh (name).” She said, “Look, go to your room, okay, I'm going to call the school.”

“Mom please don't, it's just going to make things worse.” you said

“I will handle this, just go to your room.”she said

“Mom-”

“I said go to your room.” she commanded and you flinched, and went to your room “this is exactly why you didn't want to tell her.”

Your suspension was right, you looked at your desk the next day, the words snitch, die, go jump off the school roof, die, snitch, no one wants you in our class.

Etched into your desk, you turned out of the classroom and went down the hallway, you pulled your phone out and looked at Dabis' number.

Should you tell him what happened? What would he do? He did say you call him if they tried anything, last time he shoved them out the window, your mom didn't listen to you and made things worse, you sighed as you went into the janitor's closet and called him.

He picked up almost immediately.

“Hey what took you so sling? He teased

“ Hey Dabi, you know how you said to call you if my…classmates did anything.” you said

“I vaguely remember saying something like that.” he mused “Why, what's up?”

“A lot, my desk is ruined with etched words.” you said “my mom called the school i messed up and told her what happened, and it's just worse now.”

“Hey cheer up.” he said “Look I'm ditching, but I'll be a bit, where are you?”

“Hiding in the janitor's closet.” you said with a dark amusement

“Well stay there okay.” he said and hung up, you put your phone down and just hugged yourself to your knees on the floor.

About half an hour later the door opened and Dabi stood there.

“You look down.” he said walking in and closing the door behind him

“I'm an idiot.” you said 

“What makes you say that?” Dabi asked and sat next to you.

“I can't believe i told my mom what was going on, I asked her not to call the school, she told the school, and low and behold I was right, the teacher wasn't punished, my fucking classmates aren’t punished, im the one getting punished, why im i the one life keeps shitting on Dabi, what did I do?”

“Nothing.” Dabi said “sometimes people are just assholes.”

He wrapped his arm around you and let you lay your head on his shoulder, you turned around and hugged him, burying your face in the chest.

“I want to end it, I want it to stop Dabi.” you said voice cracking “I don't know how much more of this i can take.”

“Don't say that, that would mean the assholes win.” Dabi said as he patted your back, you two slowly got up and he held your hand out the building and back to the place where you first met.

Dabi pulled a cigarette out of his packet, and lit it.

“So…you told your mom.” Dabi stated “Sigh i wish parents would listen to their kids when they ask them not to do something, then wonder why their kid won't tell them anything.”

“I know she just wanted to help-”

“Well she made it worse.” Dabi said “The only way to deal with your classmates…you want me to do something about them?”

You kept quiet and rubbed the back of your head, violence isn't the answer, but it seemed to be the solution.

“Just…don't you know…make them stay six feet under the ground.” you said, and Dabi let out a deep laugh

“Come on, I'm not that bad.” he said, and offered you a cigarette “want a puff, could help with the stress. You took it and took a small puff, before coughing violently and your lungs burnt

“Phlegm hack, phlegm.” you hacked out “I feel sick…”

“Haha not for you i guess.” Dabi said taking it back

“Blagh that was awful, how can you smoke that.” you coughed out

“Just can.” Dabi said before taking one last inhaul before putting it out on the wall “go back to the café and tell them the code, I'll be over there soon.”

You nodded your head and decided to walk out, there was no stopping him now, you hoped they suffered, you hoped they would feel a fraction of the pain you had felt on a daily basis.

You arrived at the cafe and asked the bartender for  a “bluebird with extra foam.”

And you went down the steps, you looked around and sat down in the booth from yesterday.

“Hey missy, you may not want to sit there, that's dabi seat, and trust me, he isn't a guy you want to make angry.” A customer said

“Oh it's okay I know him.” you said with a smile, the guy backed down and looked away from you, he seemed almost scared.

“Is that a (name) I see?” you heard Kents voice

“Oh hello.” you said, he sat in front of you 

“Hey, what brought you there?” He asked “is Dabi here?”

“No, he is dealing with stuff at the moment.” you explained as the bartender sat a peach calico down in front of you “oh thank you.”

He just gave a nod and went back to hsi station, you looked back at kent who looked a bit shaken up

“You okay?” you asked

“Oh me, pfft, yup never better.” he said “well..except I almost got driven off the road yesterday, lost the street race and 100000 yen.” 

“...you what?” you asked

“Just this one guy, no one can ever beat him.” Kent said “I thought maybe I could, but nope, he nearly drove me off the bridge and whelp..im broke.”

“I'm sorry.” you said

“Don't worry about it.” Kent said “Although tell me something (name), why is a girl like you doing here, no offense, but…you aren't exactly the bar's clientele.”

“I'm dealing with a lot right now.” You explained, “I think I need a change.”

“Well I'll drink that.” Kent said

Dabi meanwhile was waiting outside the classroom when the teacher walked out

“Can I help you?” He asked, Dabi gave a smile and stayed silent “You should respond to a teacher when they talk to you.”

“Oh go eat a thumbtack.” Dabi said “maybe you can swallow one that was found on your student's seat.”

“Do I need to report you to the principal young man?” He said, before dabi socked him in the face, he crashed back into the door, Dabi slammed his arm across his back and kept punching his face in, the Students saw what was going on and screamed, Dabi slammed the door open and dragged the teacher in by the back of shirt and tosses him on the floor like a piece of trash.

“I thought I warned you…mess with her, means you are messing with me.” Dabi said 

“You can't just hurt a teacher like that!” one of your classmates yelled

“Oh, bite me.” Dabi said “now lets see what you guys wrote.”

Dabi looked over your desk, and the students backed up

“Who did it?” he asked, once again everyone was silent, dabi heard the teacher get up on lean on his desk, Dabi looked back at him

“OH look who is up.” Dabi said, just as one of your classmates tried to swing at him, dabi grabbed his arm and slammed his body into the wall. He fell to the floor.

“Now who did it.” He asked again, another classmate tried to run out the door, but Dabi raced over to her and grabbed the back of her hair and tossed her to the floor. “Oh you have some nerve calling her a snitch, when you are the one who caused your classmates to be pushed out the window, so tell me, snitch, who did it, and I'll let you go.”

“...it was them!” she pointed

“She is lying, she also did it!” They yelled back, Dabi gave her a kick to the face and looked at the other two, and knocked their heads togethers, both of them grabbed their noses in pain as blood pooled out on the floor.

“Now when will you all get it through your thick heads, quit messing with her.” He said and looked at the teacher “and you…pathetic excuse of a man, control your classroom.”

Dabi left and your classmates ran out screaming for help, again.

Dabi just headed to the underground bar, he saw you at the booth talking to kent.

“I'm back.” he said and sat down, “Are you feeling better?”

“Yup.” you nodded your head “Kenny here has been keeping me company.”

“Well shoo.” Dabi said as he put his arm around you

“Fine, fine, but Dabi, you got like …100000 yen on you.” Kent said “I kind of messed up.”

“Again?” Dabi said “Fine, here take this and leave.”

Dabi tossed a wadded up ball of cash and tossed it at him 

“Thanks Dabi!” Kenny said and left

“Why do you just have that much extra cash on you?” you asked

“Hey rule of the bar, no asking questions.’ Dabi asked

You got home around 8 that night, and your mom was waiting for you again, her arms crossed and pissed

‘WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?” She yelled at you “YOUR SCHOOL CALLED AGAIN, SOME GUY ATTACKED YOUR TEACHER AND YOUR CLASSMATES, AND HE SAID HE KNEW YOU!?”

“So what if I do?” you asked and sat your bag down

“Don't talk back to me!” she sniped “What has been going on, why were you out so late and…why do i smell booze on you!?”

“Calm down, I didn't drink anything.” you said

“What has gotten into you, you have never been this ..this rude to me, i’m worried about you!?”

“Well my classmates carved my desk, telling me to go die.” you explained “all because you don't listen to me, and made things worse!”

“Excuse me!?” she yelled back “I was worried about you, and you have been out all day gods no where doing gods knows what with gods know who!”

“So, I'm 18.” you said

“Barely 18, you are still my child!” she said “Go to your room, you are grounded!”

“Fine, I never leave my room anyways.” you clipped back and went to your room and closed the door, you pulled your notes app up and wrote down

“A lot has happened in the past couple of days, I guess I'm grounded for the weekend though, mom is really mad. Dabi has helped me out a lot these past couple of days, I'm just glad to have someone in my corner for once. I mean sure he ways are a little extreme, but it's the only thing that seems to work.”

“You up?” Your phones buzzed as you got a text from Dabi

“I'm still up, mom is super mad at me for staying out so late.” you said

“Lame, sneak out?”

“I'd rather not poke the sleeping bear.” you replied

“Come on, hang out with me, the night is young.”

“Hmmmm i dunno…”

“Come on, text me your address and I'll pick you up and we can have some fun around town, beats being cooped up in your room.”

“Hmmmm, fine fine.” you texted him your address

“That's my girl, be there soon, I'll shoot you a text when i get there”

“Kay can't wait <3”

Maybe the heart was a bit to much, then you phone buzzed again

“<3”

[theinsanereg-1]

Have some lore for insane reg <3

Warning contains murder, blood, throw up, etc (there are no pictures. Just words)

It was just the beginning...(part one)

May 27th, 2013

...

I-it...

It was a regular day... Like no other..

Well at least.... That's what I thought...

You see... I had woken up like I usually do...

You know... Being woken up my Right Hand Man... After only going to sleep at 3 in the bloody morning due to overworking myself....

Either way it's not important. The point is.

It seemed to just be a regular, normal, simple day...

But little did I know...

It'd turn out to be the worst day of my life...

I was peacefully minding my own business... Flying the airship to our destination... The Toppat clan Space orbit... Alot of people thought it'd be the best thing to happen to clan... It would've been....

Anyway... Back to the point..

I was driving the airship when suddenly I heard a noise...

CRASH

I looked at the window to see it had smashed..

I then saw some man had crashed threw it.... In some plastic ball? Confusing. I know.

I panicked a bit... I saw the government helicopter flying just in front of the airship and immediately knew he was one of their subjects... I know this as it wasn't the first time they tried to bring the clan down.... As much as I wanted to fight... I couldn't..

People underestimate me

..

Say I can't fight... And that I'm weak..

I'm not weak.. I'm just a coward with anxiety that's sensitive and gets scared easily... At least I used to be...

I remember my Right Hand Man say to me.

"Go Go! I'll 'old him off!"

I immediately listened to him and ran off.. I didn't know where to go so I basically just ran in a straight line.

I remember hearing on the radio my Right Hand Man say to the Toppat Members.

"Toppat security alert. Watch out for a guy with a big plastic ball....no im serious.."

I smiled slightly... I loved hearing his voice... No matter what the situation was.. To be honest... His voice was rather gruff and aggressive but I like it... Maybe its because I like him... No..

I love him... And he loves me... We always have and we always will..

I can barely remember what happened next... All I knew is that I was getting chased by the manic.... Ugh... How I fucking hate him for what he did...

I ran down the corridor... I activated the security doors hoping It could stop him.. But no.. Of course it didn't... I ended up running into the hallway that leads to the cargo

...

RHM had dropped down.. He'd probably been following through the vents and pipes... He was sly and sneaky like that... Hence why I used to call him 'my fox'

I truly loved him...

I ran into cargo and closed the door with my keycard, I leaned on the door, sweating and panting. Even though I'm fast doesn't mean I'm fit... Not to mention I was running for my life..

I heard them fighting... It sounded brutal...

I heard a chainsaw rev up... I tilted my head.... One thing I knew is that RHM doesn't like chainsaws... So why would he use one..? But that's the thing... He wasn't the one using it... I had realised this... That's when me and the other members in the cargo heard something... The last thing I'd ever heard from RHM... But before that I opened the door to look.. I wish I never had...

I heard rhm scream and saw the bloody mess he had become... Half his face was basically missing.... Including his eye... It. Ugh... I was dangling out of his face... It was still attached but not in its socket... I felt sick... He was bleeding everywhere... That's when the guy had cut off his entire arm, he screamed and cried... The one thing I've never seen or heard him do... Obviously I couldn't blame him...

Although he was probably about to pass out he got up, ready to fight... He was determined... But obviously... He was too weak. He fell to the floor throwing up blood... He'd passed out.. Cold.. Limp... I thought it was the end... The guy had dropped the chainsaw onto his thigh... Cutting off one of his legs... I felt sick and nauseated..

I wanted to throw up so badly... But I couldn't...

I screamed though, and started crying my eyes out, he came to me and grabbed my chain. Throwing me off the stairs in front of the cargo bay door, he ran over without giving me a chance to get up...

At this point I just wanted him to just take me.... Let fate take me when I go to prison... After I've answered all their questions and in useless... But I still wanted to try something....

"you've defeated me and my Right Hand Man... I surrender the clan to you..."

M heart broke and ache... But.. It was worth a shot... He thought and nodded...

I couldn't help but smile a bit... Just a bit... I still wanted to kill him.. And that was my plan... Make him leader... Gang up the other members.. Gain his trust and stab his back... Especially after what he did to my husband....god I'll never forgive him... Especially after what he did next...he got ragdolls and through them off the airship, I looked down as they dropped... But when no one else was looking... That man... He had the fucking cheek to push me off....i remember waking up on the ground... Bleeding.. Dizzy.. Sick... Their in front of me was the general... His favourite soldier and pilot... I then passed out again... I woke up in the government helicopter, my hands in cuffs.. My head pounding in pain... I couldn't help but throw up violently.... My stomach killed....the bastard took my offer and left me to die... He took my clan....

I snapped... One of my eyes were red... Due to the fact I had already snapped before... At an old friend shall I say..?..

I felt pain as I cried my eyes out... It stung... It always has on my red eye.... I felt fury and grief.... I felt pain in my other eye as it was bleeding... I passed out... Cold..

[hebimoonlightwrites]

i just got lucky and got a dm from ryu on twitter bc of the event and im so happyyyyy💖😭 it inspired me to write a request for you🥺 how about one-shot where ryu makes a special cocktail for reader while they are trying to hint on their crush on ryu/try to confess but it seems to fly over his head. however ryu knew all along and it ends in something sweet like a kiss🥺 i love your writings already and i had to think up something worthwhile for you to write hehe also hope your day is always nice and pleasant💖 thank you!

Writer's corner: You're so lucky! I'm so happy you got a DM from Ryu!! Unluckily I haven't received any... oof. Well, I'll try next time, though! Yay! Also, of course! Thank you for requesting it! I love writing about adorable stuff like this one! Hope you like it! If not, please let me know and ask for another one, so I can write something else for you! Enjoy~

Warnings: fluff and adorable stuff~ And Ryu-kun being Ryu

⋆𝓡𝔂𝓾 𝓝𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓮⋆ "𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓲𝓽."~

“Come on, y/n! You can do it!”, you said to yourself, standing in front of the Bar 4/7. You have decided to go there and, finally, try to confess your crush to Ryu. He was the bartender-in-training of that bar and, also, a member of The Cat’s Whiskers. It had been hard for you to finally decide to give it a try, but you actually had. You were standing exactly in front of that bar’s door!!

You sighed, sure to enter, and went for reach the door handle, but stopped because the door opened, revealing exactly Ryu’s shape. He smiled at you immediately, as he talked to you:

“Kawaii-chan/kun! (Cute-chan/kun) Long time not to see you!! You came to visit the charismatic bartender Ryu-kun~?”

He hugged you smiling while you were blushing because of his cuteness.

That nickname he gave you... You remembered why he called you by that and immediately got more embarrassed. It was because he told you once you were cute while booping your nose. It made your heart beat so fast.. You thought you were about to pass out!

“Oh, uhm.. Hi, Ryu! I went here to-”, you said, trying to hide your embarrassment as much as you could, but end up getting interrupted by him. Ryu looked at you still smiling and then grabbed your hand, starting running into the bar, yelling that he had to show you something.

“Ahahahahah!!! Ryu-kun learned how to make a new cocktail last night!!! Kawaii-chan/kun maybe wants to try it!!!! Right~?”, he said, making you sit in front of the bar counter. Then he ran behind it and started messing everything up, trying to grab some glasses and bottles. He opened every drawer and cupboard and threw some plates and glasses he didn’t need onto the floor, just like girls do with clothes while choosing what to wear. You giggled. Surely Yohei would have scolded him later! It wasn’t the first time he broke something by throwing it onto the floor on purpose, just because it’s fuuuun~.

Then you cleared your throat and breathed, trying to calm down. You had to focus more on the reason why you had gone there to see Ryu. You had to confess your feelings to him, or well.. at least try to!

“Ryu, I-”, he interrupted you again while running among the bar’s chairs.

“WHERE DID I PUT THE SOCK?!”

You opened your eyes wide. A.. a sock? Why did he need a sock? What for?! You stared at him, seeing that white-haired boy jumping on tables, in order to see from above the bar’s pavement. Then he ran up the stairs, letting you alone.

You stayed in front of the bar counter with a quizzical expression and tried to listen closely to what was going on upstairs. There was basically the place where Shiki and Ryu used to live.

After some seconds you heard running steps again and then you saw Ryu turning the corner, jumping happily towards the bar counter.

“HEHEHEHEH!!! I found it!!!!”, he said and then put blue sock, which also seemed to be used and.. oof.. stinky, on the table, next to a cocktail glass and some liquors’ bottles.

“I’mma create something interesting here! You’ll be surprised by how charismatic I am!!”, he said changing his voice, as he usually did, to a more excited one. Then you saw him starting mixing some of those bottles together into that cocktail glass. You looked for some seconds still, a little bit confused and shocked. Was he going to use also that sock? Was it his or Shiki’s?... Probably Shiki���s.....

Alright, y/n.. You can try again.

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes, and then try to speak again:

“Ryu... The reason why I came here actually is..”, you pointed your eyes to that crazy white-haired guy, who looked at you back with a curious expression on his face. You stopped.

Damn.. It was harder than you even expected. Ryu’s purple eyes were staring at yours, while his movements had stopped and he was still there holding that blue sock with his right hand and the cocktail glass with his left one. You did have no idea what to say and you barely thought to be able to hear your own heart beating faster. You hoped Ryu couldn’t also spot your heart’s beat.

“I...”

Now or never, y/n!

“I came here because I-”

He interrupted you again by laughing and starting mixing those stuff all together into the glass: “Kawaii-chan/kun came here to see me, because they missed me!!!! They can’t dislike Ryu-kun because Ryu-kun is the most charismatic bartender they have ever me-!!”

This time it was you to interrupt Ryu.

“Shut up for a second and listen to me, would ya?!!!?!!?”, you yelled, standing up, putting your hands on the bar counter and pointing your eyes on Ryu’s ones. You both were so close to each other that you even could feel his breathing... His look was shocked. Of course he didn’t expect you to scream suddenly.

“I LOVE YOU, RYU-KUN. I LIKE YOU!! I’VE HAD A CRUSH ON YOU FOR A LONG TIME..!”, you screamed, closing your eyes while saying it. Your body was shivering because of anxiety.

After your voice there was only silence. You realized that the silence was so deep that you even could listen to all those noises which were outside the bar. You didn’t have the courage to open your eyes.. Who knows how he’d have looked at you? Or even what he’d have said to you?

What you really knew was that you loved him, you truly did. And you knew it could have seemed strange, but you truly fell in love with him, with Ryu Natsume himself, and loved him for the way he was, even if he was annoying sometimes.

But you had to open your eyes. You had to face the reality, to face his reaction and his thoughts about it. You couldn’t hide behind your eyelids.

You didn’t manage to open your eyes that you felt a pair of soft but cold lips onto yours. After that you realized it was actually Ryu’s ones. Was it really happening?! That kiss was so adorable.. You had no words. Between that kiss he only said: “𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝔀 𝓲𝓽..” with a deeper voice and then re-kissed you.

He.. He knew it?! How...?

After the kiss you looked at him blushing red while he seemed to have put his usual crazily happy expression on his face. You had so many questions to ask him! You were about to say something when he told you:

“Ahahahahah! Kawaii-chan/kun is as red as a tomato!! Should I change your nickname and call you Akai-chan/kun (Red-chan/kun)?!... Well... 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽~.”

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[xxmaddyxx]

Bakugou x Reader: Roommates

overall: basically u had to share a dorm bcs there weren't enough when u transfered contents: fluff, implied female reader, cursing masterlist

at first he basically ignored your presence

ofc you talked to him, but he just grunted in response or nodded

he does warm up to you though

he sees you as a powerful opponent and wants to get to know you a little more

"What are you doing today?" he asks one Saturday morning as he saw you getting ready

You look at him, who lay on his bed still in the sweatpants and tshirt he slept in

"I dunno, gonna get coffee and probably just drive around a bit... listen to music." You shrug as you continue putting on jewelry in the mirror

"Hm." a minute later he adds, "Can I come?"

You raise a brow and paused

he looks up from his phone, "What?"

"You wanna get coffee with me?"

"God, if it was Kirishima or Mina, you would immediately say yes. But, of course because it's me-"

"You can come, I'm just slightly surprised you wanna go with me." emphasis on the 'me'

"You seem like an okay person, compared to all the other freaks here."

"Hey, they're not freaks... all the time." You grab your keys

"We going?" He put his phone in his pocket

"Mhm, you're not gonna change?"

"It's fucking 9 am on a Saturday, no I'm not changing right now."

"Good point."

after that day, he's been a better roomate

he helps you with homework, and when you ask him a 'dumb' question (which it isn't he's just rlly smart) he mumbles under his breath and explains it to you

and that's how we ended up here

with a crush on Katsuki Bakugou

"You should confess!" Mina tells you at a sleepover

"No, I don't know. We've gotten so close and I don't wanna mess that up you know?"

She stops brushing your hair and looks at you over your shoulder

"But you two are practically made for each other! He literally stares at you all the time in class and always looks let down whenever you two aren't partners for something."

"Yeah I guess, but that doesn't mean anything." You shrug as she continues brushing and begins to braid your hair.

The two of you continue talking when your phone gets a notification

katsuki: come back to our dorm

"Who is it?" Mina asks

"Bakugou, hold on."

y/n: why? im at mina's and we're having a sleepover. is smth wrong?

katsuki: no i just wanna see u for a min

"U gotta go?" She asks

"Yeah, but it sounds like I'll be back soon." you get up and walk back to your dorm

You open the door with your keys and Bakugou's sitting on the bed, you could tell he was waiting for you

"What's up?" You walk across the room and stop in front of him

"I like you." he mumbles under his breath

"Wait, hehe" you slightly laugh and a blush rises to your face "what'd you say?"

"I like you, y/n." he kept his head down

"Oh," you stood there for a minute. "that's what you needed me for?"

"What the hell? You're supposed to reject me or like me back." He looks up at you, blushing.

"I do like you, yes. But I thought we established the fact that we basically liked each other at our movie night the other day."

referring to the two of you cuddling and watching a horror film

"Well, I guess. Dammit, are we dating or what?"

"Ask me properly." You smile and cross your arms in victory

"Okay," He stands up and takes your hands in his. "Y/n, would you like to be my girlfriend?"

You smile big, "Yes, I would love to!" You kiss his cheek which shocks him a bit

"You're free to go back to Mina's if you want."

"Okay, bye Katsuki." You hug him and go back to Mina's room

you had a lot of tea to spill

[mackenzielovee]

jealous - rafe cameron

a/n: hi! im kinda a mess right now and this story is a little all over the place so im sorry if you hate it lol but i really wanted to write something based on what i think Rafe would really be like as a bf so here it is! (not my pic)

Summary: Your boyfriend, Rafe Cameron, takes you to a party.

Warnings: swearing, drug use (cocaine), alcohol consumption, mentions of sex

Word Count: 2k

my writing

You can hear the music coming from the house before you see it. It's Friday night on Figure Eight, and you already know what that means. Accompanying your boyfriend to yet another party. You and Rafe have been together for almost a year, and some days, you really think you could rip his head off.

You hadn't even wanted to come tonight. When you voiced that to Rafe, however, he told you with a shrug of his shoulders that he'd just find someone else to dance with. Of course, it started a fight, and now, you're sitting in the back of Topper's Jeep beside Rafe, watching as he stares at his phone.

He isn't talking to you or looking at you, but apparently it's enough for him that he just knows exactly where you are and what you're doing. It's not enough for you, though. You reach over and grab his hand from his phone, looping yours through it. Rafe hesitates at first, wanting his hand back so he can continue what he had been doing. When he sees your expression, his eyes soften just a bit and he relaxes into his seat and your touch.

Topper parks the car and tells all of you to hop out, which you do with the help of Rafe. You appreciate that he doesn't let go of your hand, even though you know it's only because you all are approaching the party and he wants every single person to know that you are with him.

Rafe leans over and kisses your temple quickly, then brings his lips down to your ear.

"Stay close, yeah?" he whispers, his hand gripping yours even tighter.

You know the drill by now. Of course you're going to stay close, because Rafe never lets you get more than five feet away from him at these things. You envy the way Topper treats Sarah sometimes, even though you really think Topper's a tool and would never date him.

Once you all enter the house, Rafe moves his hand from yours to around your waist, leading you through the party and glaring at any guy that even looks over at you. You all make your way into the living room area and find seats on the couch, Rafe immediately pulling you down dangerously close to him.

"Yo, who got this shit?" Rafe points to the cocaine on the table in front of him, the rolled up dollar bill tempting him.

"Bought it from Barry this morning, bro," Kelce speaks up, grinning. Kelce is always trying to please Rafe.

"Always reading my mind, brother," Rafe smirks, and leads forward to take a line without hesitation.

When he comes back up from his line, he grins and daps up Kelce, telling him it's good shit. Then, without you even moving, he leans over and kisses you roughly. His tongue enters your mouth quickly, which you accept and grab onto his neck. He moans into your mouth and then pulls away, immediately going back to the coke.

You sigh and sit back, pulling your phone out. You know Rafe will be high as a kite when you two leave tonight, which only makes you hopeful that he won't turn into an absolute asshole once that stuff kicks in.

He turns back to you with a devious smirk on his face, and before you can even ask what he's doing, he's collecting a line up on your thigh.

"I don't want that shit on me, Rafe," you grumble, but you know better than to move. He might just kill you if you spilled that shit all over the couch and the floor.

"Relax, baby," he tells you, not looking up at you. He's too focused on perfecting his line.

His friends all watch as he snorts a line up your thigh, all of them silently wishing they could do the same. You try not to roll your eyes at him and end up catching the eye of some guy standing in the corner of the room. He's watching you both, curious why you're hanging out with a guy like that. You just shrug and roll your eyes only halfway, telling the guy you're over it.

You're not sure why you do it, you suppose it's the concerned look in his eye as he watches. Nobody ever looks at you like that anymore.

When Rafe glances back up to you and sees you looking at another guy, he instinctively wraps his arm around your waist.

"I don't like the way he's looking at you," Rafe tells you, "Come sit in my lap."

His voice is raspy and his jaw is clenched as he pulls you into his lap, kissing on your cheeks and your neck as he stares at the guy. After only a minute or so, the guy is intimidated enough that he ends up walking out of the living room completely.

"Did you know him?" Rafe asks you, his eyes trailing the boy out of the room.

"No, baby," you sigh.

He catches the frustration in your voice and looks up into your eyes, reaching up and tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear. This is the Rafe you love; the intimate, soft one. The one who isn't afraid to show you how he loves you.

"Are you having fun, princess?" he questions, his voice softer than it had been before.

You're not, but you know Rafe is enjoying himself and wants to stay and hang out. So, you take a deep breath and nod your head, giving him a convincing smile. Rafe smiles back and strokes his fingers against your cheek, then brings his hand down to your neck to pull you closer to him. He uses his nose to move your hair away from your ear so he can talk into it.

"I can't wait to get inside of you later, sweetheart," he whispers, feeling you instantly start to squirm against his lap.

His dirty talk always gets to you. The way his voice gets all raspy and needy just does things to your body that no other guy ever could.

"Is that right?" you tease him, bringing your lips dangerously close to him.

"Mhm," he hums against your lips, then closes the gap between the two of you.

He loves when you play with his hair, so you do. You can feel him getting excited underneath you, so you continue. One of his hands wraps around your throat and the other goes down to your ass, making you moan.

"Yo, Rafe, get a fucking room, man," Topper groans.

Rafe smirks against your lips and pulls away, gently setting you down beside him again. You try not to be mad that Topper interrupted the first ounce of attention your boyfriend has shown you tonight. Rafe leans forward to cut another line, so you stand and look around for a bathroom. When he doesn't notice you get up, you decide to just run really quick to one and then come back.

You walk from the living room into a kitchen, then see a little hallway that looks like it probably contains a bathroom. Once you get down the dimly lit hallway, you feel a hand on your arm, roughly yanking you around.

"What the fuck are you doing going off on your own?" Rafe snaps at you, his grip on your arm tightening. You can feel his nails digging into your flesh, making you wince.

"Rafe, you're hurting me," you tell him softly, gently trying to move your arm out of his grasp.

"You need to tell me when you have to go to the bathroom," he says harshly, then releases our arm.

"I'm sorry," you mumble, looking down at the floor. He brings his hand up and grabs your cheek, pulling your head up to look at him.

"C'mon," he tells you, "I'll take you."

He reaches down and takes your hand, leading you down the hallway and stopping at a random door. There's one guy waiting outside of it, who Rafe pats on the back once the two of you approach.

"Find another one," Rafe tells him.

The guy turns around and looks at Rafe like he's crazy, his eyes glancing over to you for a second. Protectively, Rafe's grip tightens around your hand.

"Dude, I've been waiting for a while. The line was long when I got here," the guy tells him, watching Rafe sarcastically smile.

"Interesting story, bro. Move along. Now," Rafe's voice is harsh.

The guy rolls his eyes and pushes past the two of you, deciding he doesn't have to go bad enough to put up with Rafe being an asshole. Rafe moves in front of the door, pulling you with him, and bangs on the door.

"Time's up," he yells, continuing to pound on the door.

The door opens up a second later, the guy Rafe had removed from the living room with his eyes earlier stepping out. Of course, you think.

"Ah, if it isn't the guy who likes to stare at my girl," Rafe grins devilishly.

"Rafe-" you start, wanting to tell him to let it go.

"Go inside, baby. I'll be right here when you're done."

He drags his hand toward the door, which in turn drags you toward the door. He lets go as soon as you're in the bathroom, then leans in and shuts the door for you. You can hear Rafe sizing up that poor guy outside, but you choose not to listen. You use the bathroom and then wash your hands quickly, trying your best to hurry so you can save that guy.

When you pull the door open again, Rafe is leaning against the doorframe with his phone in his hand. He looks up at you when you come out and doesn't speak, he just wraps his arm around your waist and leads you away, still looking at his phone.

When you get into the kitchen, Rafe suddenly pushes you up against the wall with no warning. He leans forward and grabs onto your cheeks, bringing his mouth up to yours roughly and kissing you. He quickly picks you up and wraps your legs around his waist, keeping you pinned up against the wall. You kiss him back, loving the way his hands feel all over your body. If you're honest, you're growing impatient for the night to end. You really just want Rafe to take you home and fuck you.

Rafe pulls away after a few minutes, gently setting you back down on the floor and taking his hand in yours again.

"You're mine, don't you forget it," he tells you, his voice demanding. You nod and reach up to wipe your lip, which seems to be covered in Rafe's saliva.

You watch Rafe's gaze as it lingers around the guy from the bathroom, who had just seen Rafe's explosive display of affection. You sigh, knowing that entire thing was just a way of Rafe to mark his territory.

"We're gonna go get Topper's keys," Rafe tells you, "I can't wait any longer. I need you, right now."

You give Rafe a real smile this time and nod your head, following him as he leads you through the crowd. After promising Topper you two wouldn't fuck in his Jeep, he hands Rafe his keys so you two can leave. Rafe tightens his grip around your hand as he pulls you back to the kitchen. He purposely walks past that guy again, muttering something in his ear as you two pass that you can't hear. When you look back, the guy looks disgusted.

When you two get back to Topper's Jeep, you're surprised when Rafe opens up the back door for you to get in.

"Why am I getting in the back?" you ask him.

He smirks, "We're getting in the back."

You look at the devious look on his face and figure out what he's up to, so you raise your eyebrow at him.

"You promised Topper we wouldn't fuck in his Jeep," you remind him.

Rafe rolls his eyes, "Yeah, and last month Topper promised me he wouldn't bend my nine iron when he beat up that Pogue on the golf course with my club. Trust me, baby. He owes me."

You sigh but do as you're told, watching Rafe's smirk only grow when you climb inside. No matter what that boy puts you through at these parties, the sex always makes up for it.

[kirieshhhka003]

Pairing: La Squadra x GN! Reader

Warnings: language

La Squadra harem

Risotto Nero

Risotto, as a leader of the hitman squad, immediately notices the change of atmosphere among La Squadra once Y/n appears. Albino, to his huge dismay, understands that he’s not the only one who’s developed feelings for Y/n. Albino knows every member’s habits and usual behavior, capo is the first one of all hitmen who figures out that everyone is his rival now (but only when it comes to Y/n, he’s still their leader and he respects every member equally)

Risotto is more of a father figure to Y/n. He warms up to you shortly, pampering you with his attention and genuine care, always being there for you. You’re hungry? The two of you are going to the nearest cafe for you to have a proper meal and Capo won’t take “no” as an answer. You’re stressed and something messes with your pretty head? What a poor thing, come here, Risotto is always ready to listen. Others immediately catch on the change of Capo’s treatment, every day it becomes even more obvious that he has a huge soft spot for Y/n

Least favorite rival: Melone. Risotto hates how smooth purple-haired is around you, how he is open with his flirting, how sincere all of his words sound. Nero wishes he had at least half of sans gêne Melone has. He’s a Capo and he has a reputation to uphold, but behind closed doors Risotto has tried flirting with Y/n and it was so so clumsy and awkward, it’s just… not his style

Prosciutto

The second father figure for Y/n, but if Risotto is more of a sugar daddy, indulging you with expensive gifts and foods, Prosciutto mostly acts like a real father would, scolding you for going outside at winter without your hat on (tho he never wears a hat himself) or for petting stray animals on the streets

Even despite all of his parental sternness, Prosciutto is really caring and attentive towards Y/n, even more that Risotto is. You got scratched accidentally because of your clumsiness? We gotta clean the wound up and patch it, don’t even try to protest; it may be a simple graze but what if some dirt got in it? Your shoulders ache after a long tiring day? Come hither, your dear Prosci will rub all the pain away

Least favorite rival: Risotto. Prosciutto doesn’t hate or despise albino, no. Risotto is a capo, and he got this status for several reasons, so blonde man still respects his boss, but both man have pretty familiar tactics of charming Y/n, and that definitely annoys Prosciutto

Formaggio

Formaggio is one of the most oblivious of all La Squadra men, he doesn’t realize that he’s not the only one having interest in Y/n and even when other guys flirt openly with Y/n in front of him red-haired just thinks that his teammates just try to be friendly towards a newcomer

He’s definitely that type of macho from all the cheesy movies - attractive, excellent smooth talker with constant flirtings. Formaggio is not opposed of using all possible cringy lines what annoy everyone in La Squadra, even Risotto has hard times restraining the urge to roll his eyes at all those shitty teasings. But Maggi is an easygoing guy, it’s so easy being around him and even all his pick up lines don’t repel you from him

Least favorite rival: doesn’t have one. As I said, this man doesn’t notice that other guys try to get Y/n to themselves, the thought of having possible rivals doesn’t even cross his mind

Illuso

It’s not a secret to anyone that Illuso is a little nasty bitch with a huge god complex and all his wooing is no better. “You wanna spend time with me? Shit, you’re such a pain in my ass! Okay, I guess I will indulge you this time, but that’s only because of your cute face” - doesn’t sound so appealing, does it? And that’s exactly the way brunette flirts with Y/n (well, at least he tries to)

Illuso wants to make you crawl to him, to make you crave for his presence and his touch, you make you fall in love hard. Brunette wears his best outfits, uses the best of his perfumes make up stuff just to show you that he’s better than all of his teammates. Surprisingly, even his behavior changes slightly when Y/n is around - he’s not that unbearably churlish towards you, on the good days he may even compliment you - “Your hair… looks good today, I like it”

Least favorite rival: he hates all of La Squadra equally. Illuso is certain that he’s the only one who truly deserves Y/n’s attention, he’s the best partner for you and only he can treat you properly. Doesn’t even try to hide his hostility towards teammates - why would you want spending time with such a trash?

Ghiaccio

Ghiaccio is a tsundere, do I even need to explain why? Is obvious to everyone in La Squadra that he’s head over heels for Y/n, but he still aggressively denies everything if someone points that out. He’s also very protective of you, if Formaggio or Melone or Sorbet try to flirt with you in front of Ghiaccio - they’ll get their nose bleeding soon (blue-haired gets scolded for that by Risotto often)

Blue-haired tries his best to hold all his outbursts in front of you. Even when you ask the stupidest questions, Ghiaccio would clench his fists til his knuckles turn white, grit his teeth, try doing breathing exercises - everything just to remain calm and not to get tantrum in front of you. And you guess that means really a lot

Least favorite rival: Sorbet and Gelato. Those guys (gays, lmao im sorry) don’t even try to hide their interest in Y/n, pinning for you, prying your attention only to themselves. They flirt so openly with you, some of their lines and allusions make even Melone feel slightly uncomfortable, so Ghiaccio sees those almost as if two husbands were shamelessly molesting Y/n

Melone

Melone knows that at times he may be a little bit… too much, so he turns it down for as much as he can so his “strange” tendencies won’t scare Y/n off. For the first few months purple-haired is nothing but sweet and caring, looking pretty normal, just like an average man that doesn’t think of breeding and all possible kinks every two minutes of his time

Even though, he acts like a gentleman with Y/n. Carrying heavy bags for you, giving you a hand when you get up, and if you’re studying medicine he’s up to help you if you have problems with understanding something. Melone had been studying for almost four years at medical uni but got kicked out for having sex with his cogrouper right in the uni. So he may be pretty helpful if you don’t get something or if you’re just interested in medicine

Least favorite rival: I can’t say that he cares much about other guys from La Squadra, but if he had to pick out one it’d be Illuso. It’s not about the way brunette tries to charm Y/n, purple-haired from every beginning didn’t like this guy. All of his conceit and arrogant behavior - it all just pisses Melone off

Pesci

Pesci is so so timid with Y/n, every time you walk by him, saying hi or just smiling at him, poor boy’s heart twists into tight knots. How are you so sweet? How are you so perfect?

Despite all your friendliness green-haired is still incredibly bashful, he is simply afraid of approaching Y/n. It doesn’t matter how much he likes you, Pesci just can’t force himself to try and initiate a chat. Sometimes Prosciutto helps him out with that a little (even though he doesn’t realize that he helps), but blonde is still careful with his actions, not letting even his precious Pesci get too close to Y/n

Least favorite rival: Formaggio. This guy is so noisy and vigorous, every time Pesci finally pulls himself together and finds the courage to approach Y/n this guy seems to appear from fucking nowhere, hogging your attention all to himself and leaving green-haired an angry blushing mess

Sorbet and Gelato

At the very beginning it feels more like you are Sorbet’s and Gelato’s child and they’re your parents fretting over you. They often take you with them on some trips, Gelato helps you with your school (if it’s something he knows about), Sorbet picks you up from work/school and drives you home etc

Sorbet is more of a tease, playing around with you, shamelessly flirting with Y/n, littering with not so pure compliments and comments. His touches are a little bit too long, his gazes are slightly too intense, even stupidest one would notice brunette’s longing for Y/n. Gelato is way less intense than his husband, blonde is way easier with his words, charming you with his sweet talking and constant doting. He’s more of a pillow that eases the expression Sorbet gives you

Sorbet’s least favorite rival: Risotto. Brunette hates how calm and well-composed Capo is, what if Y/n thinks that albino is cooler than he is? But Sorbet immediately makes a new plan in his head: if Risotto is more of a dad to Y/n, always doting on you and being so kind, Sorbet’s going to become your daddy, making you fall for him and Gelato, make you hungry for their attention

Gelato’s least favorite rival: blonde is pretty acknowledged that everyone in La Squadra tryies to get Y/n to themselves, he sees everyone (except Sorbet ofc) as his rival. Man dislikes everyone, seeing them as his opponents, but he doesn’t have a least favorite one. Yes, other members are hella pain in the ass, but blonde is pretty sure that Y/n will end up in his and Gelato’s arms anyways, so there’s no need to jangle his nerves

Masterlist | Smut Masterlist

[h0nkch0c0late]

Miguel Diaz

SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4!!!

Summary: after the drunk situation with Johnny, Miguel didn't know what to do. So, he goes over to his best friend's house, not only making him feel better, but helping him realize that she's so much better than Sam.

Y/n sat on her couch, eyes on her phone as a random show played on the TV, more as background noise for the girl. It had been a long day, and she was glad she could have the night to herself.

That is, until she heard a knock on her door. She walked over to it, wondering who would have the audacity to come over at such a late hour, with her home alone and vulnerable, might I add. She opened it, and all her previous thoughts left her brain as she stared at the person in front of her.

It was Miguel. His hair was a mess, he smelled like beer, his eyes were red and poofy, his clothes slightly tattered. He was a mess. She immediately let him inside, closing the door behind him and sitting him on the living room couch.

She sat beside him, facing him. "Miguel? What's wrong?"

"Its-its sensai." He stuttered out quickly, it almost seemed like he was going to burst out again.

"Johnny? What did he do?" She gently grabbed Miguel's hands into her own.

"I-I walked into his apartment and I found him lying on the floor with a whole bunch of beer bottles scattered around him and he just-he was a drunk mess and i-i brought him to his room and we were having this moment and-and..." he ranted, stumbling over some of his words as he shook.

"And what?"

"He called me Robby. I know he was drunk and I know he didn't mean it but it still hurt a-and I don't like how he's been treating me so differently recently ever since he started seeing my mom and I'm just so-I don't know what to do." He broke, the tears he tried so hard to keep in poured down his cheeks as Y/n pulled him in for a hug.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, his face nuzzled in between her neck and shoulder as he sobbed. One of her arms wrapped around him as the other came around his shoulder, holding him closer to her.

"It's gonna be okay, Miguel. It's going to be fine." She whispered as she gently rubbed his back in a soothing motion, "you're just as good of a son as Robby is. You may not be Johnny's biological kid, but you're still his kid. Im sure he's only treating you differently because he just wants to protect you, make sure you aren't hurt. You'll just have to talk to him about it."

Miguel stayed silent as he listened to her encouraging and reassuring soft words, calming down as she held him.

It stayed like that for a couple more minutes until Y/n felt the tears stop. She slowly pulled away from him, "do you feel better?"

Miguel gave her a small smile, "yeah, yeah a lot better."

She patted his shoulders before grabbing one of his hands again, "out of everyone you could have gone to, why me? I mean, I'm sure Sam would've had a better affect-"

"Yeah, but kisses aren't the thing I need right now...right now I just need comfort and with Sam...she has her own problems to deal with and I don't want to be one more added to the pile." He explained, his eyes looking down at their intertwined hands. "And with everyone else...I don't know."

Y/n tilted her head, a small and gentle smile appearing on her face, "well, I'm glad you think I'm the best choice for comfort. If you want to stay the night here, you can. Just so you don't have to face Johnny in the morning, if you so wish."

Miguel looked back up at the girl, her hand squeezing his own in reassurance. "That sounds like a good idea. I'll just...text my mom so she doesn't worry."

"Of course. The guest bedroom is just down the hall if you want to sleep there but if you want to stay on the couch, I could stay with you? Yknow, as an extra cushion?" You could see the sight blush appearing on her cheeks as she suggested it.

"I would like the company, but you really don't have to." He told her.

Y/n shrugged, "as one of your best friends, it is my duty to make sure that you're okay. I'm gonna go grab a blanket, so just get yourself settled, okay?"

Miguel nodded as she got up from the couch, going to a closet and pulling out a blanket, along with an extra pillow as Miguel sent a text to his mom, then putting his phone face down on the coffee table.

"Alright, I got the essentials so we aren't cold as balls sleeping here tonight." She mused as she sat down, then moved her body so she was lying down in between the couch cushions and Miguel. He slowly laid down beside her as she put the extra pillow down.

She pulled the blanket over the both of them as they settled down, Miguel's back against her chest as she slipped her arm around his waist, pulling him closer to make sure he doesn't fall off of the couch. "TV on or off?" She asked.

Miguel found comfort in the silence of the living room, the only noises being Y/n's few quiet whispers and the TV playing a random show. "Leave it on?"

"Alright." Is all she said as she kept her arm tightly around him, "If you need anything, feel free to wake me up any time." She told him as her eyes fluttered shut.

"Will do." He responded quietly as he could hear her soft breathing slow down, indicating that she had fallen asleep.

Miguel stared at the TV, one of his hands unconsciously holding on to the one that Y/n had around his waist.

He felt safe and secure in her arms. Something he hadn't exactly felt with Sam for a while. His thoughts drifted towards his girlfriend, and they weren't exactly positive.

With Sam, the least she would do in this situation would start kissing him, maybe even cuddle. She wouldn't reassure him that Johnny didn't mean it, and she sure as hell wouldn't have made the situation better. For fuckssake, he was even starting to question if she even actually loved him. He even started to question if he still loved her or not.

With Y/n, he felt like he could tell her anything and she would listen, and only listen. She wouldn't tell him what to do, she wouldn't cut him off and tell him that he'll get over it, she wouldn't even try to make the situation about herself. She was the most selfless person he knew, and man, he could easily say that he might just be in love with her.

And you know what? He didn't worry about anything else that night. So what if he broke up with Sam? She would have found out a way to make his situation about herself anyway. Sure, Daniel LaRusso would probably be pissed at the fact that Miguel would be breaking her heart for the second time, and yeah, maybe it'll cause a huge fight between their friends. But at this moment, nothing mattered.

Nothing except for her and her comfort mattered.

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I will always make Sam the villain of every story because she literally is. We don't like Sam here. We hate her, actually. Anyways so I hope you enjoyed this somewhat horrible fic I finished writing and publishing at almost 1 in the morning lol. Also, big preesh to @bigtimesexhaving for supporting this idea akswhnen4.

Also to my bestie @goodeisntevil I miss our little talks on discord pls Bae I wish our time zones weren't so different 💔

[baekhansol]

Please, Master | h.hj

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : hwang hyunjin x f!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : smut / pwp

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 : mature

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 1655 words

𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 : kitten play pwp

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 :Warnings: pet (kitten) play, anal (tail) plug, dry humping, voyeurism, use of toys, unprotected sex, breeding kink, master kink, creampie, orgasm denial, slight nipple play

© im-sakura 2021. All Rights Reserved.

You feel like a needy kitten in heat. You are a whimpering mess as you decide what to do, playing with your fluffy white clip-on ears. You tug on the sleeves of your borrowed sweater, quickly texting Hyunjin to make sure he would come home soon. When he replies that he was on his way, you lick your lips.

You adjust your tail before you put his pillow between your legs, needily grinding on it. As you grind on it, the sensation from your new tail butt plug makes you mewl louder.

You don't hear Hyunjin come home, but you do hear him open the bedroom door. Your face turns red and you quickly stop, trying to adjust yourself with a little needy whimper.

"Kitten," he says softly, and you don't meet his eyes, so you miss the hunger in them.

"S-s-sorry master," you whimper, sitting up and dropping your head.

"Does my kitten need some play time? Is my kitten needy?" Hyunjin asks, his voice smoother than silk.

You whimper, biting your lip shyly. You hadn't made any rules about whether you could touch yourself or not with Hyunjin yet. In fact, you only recently told him you liked kitten play. After seeing you and taking care of you in subspace, he wasn't too surprised and gladly said he would try it out.

"Kitten, I asked you a question," he says, lifting your chin to make you look up at him before he tugs on your pretty pink collar.

"I want to play, master," you admit earnestly, feeling your core throb.

"Will you show me what you were just doing? You're a good kitten, so I'm sure you can," Hyunjin asks, cooing softly as you lay back down and put the pillow between your legs.

You begin to grind into it, your head turned to see his reaction. He licks his lips as he watches, and you whimper softly. Hyunjin says nothing, but flips your skirt up to better expose what you were doing.

You hear him groan softly as he takes in your fluffy white tail, but more so at how your panties had a cute hole for the tail and a tiny bow above it.

"My kitten is so needy, hmm," he muses, listening to your soft noises as if they were music.

Hyunjin leans over and opens the drawer with your toys, and you pause to watch him with an open mouth, wondering if he was grabbing a condom yet.

Instead, he takes out the bunny vibrator and lubricant. A soft whine escapes you, and he tsks lightly. "None of that now, kitten," he says, shaking his head.

"I want your cock," you mewl shyly, batting your eyelashes up at him.

"Prove it to me and be a good girl before I breed you, kitten," Hyunjin says simply as he stalks closer.

"Now," he begins, pulling the pillow out between your legs. "Are you going to take off your panties or am I going to rip them off?"

"I'll take them off, master!" You assure him, quickly tossing them onto the floor and exposing your throbbing core.

"So wet already," he coos, teasing your entrance with the tip of the rabbit vibrator. Hyunjin turns it on the low setting, teasing your folds and getting the toy more lubricated.

"P-p-please master," you beg, trying your best not to buck your hips up.

"You need to be patient for master, kitten. You had play time by yourself, now it's my play time," Hyunjin explains, pushing the head of the toy in your hole, causing any response you could give him to turn incoherent.

Your soft mewls grow louder as he turns it on higher, letting the toy fuck you on its own. Hyunjin guides it to the perfect spot, and you’re soon cumming embarrassingly fast.

“M-m-master!” you mewl, tearing up as he turns up the vibrations on the toy.

“You can take more, keep going,” Hyunjin hushes you, gently rubbing your side as he turns you onto your hands and knees.

The overstimulation from your previous orgasm has you cumming again all too quickly for your liking as a soft “please please please?” escapes you.

Your face scrunches up from the overstimulation again, and you feel yourself tearing up. Hyunjin then turns off the toy, but leaves it inside of you.

“Roll over onto your back again,” he commands sternly, but gently helps you regardless.

When you lift your hips up and turn, he tugs down your skirt and tosses it onto the floor with your panties.

“Shirt off,” he demands, and you quickly obey.

Your cheeks heat up now that you were completely bare in front of him while he was still fully clothed. Your cunt aches from the toy, and you’re relieved when Hyunjin reaches down and carefully pulls it out of you.

You moan lowly at the sensation, and one of his eyebrows twitches at your response. You both watch in awe as your juices stick to the toy, and as he pulls it away a string of your arousal drops onto the bed near your tail.

“My needy little kitten,” Hyunjin practically purrs.

“Just for you, Jinnie,” you murmur bashfully.

He looks at you in surprise, and you quickly realize your mistake. You didn’t call him master. Hyunjin shakes his head with a smile before you can apologize, setting the toy aside and stripping slowly.

“How much do you want me?” he asks, staring at you after taking off his shirt.

“So much master. I need you so badly,” you begin, your eyes wide and pleading.

“Hmmm…” Hyunjin hums, not convinced as he continues to slowly take off his pants.

“Please? I want your cock in me so bad. I’m a pretty kitty in heat, remember? I need you so badly that it’s all I can think about,” you babble, the innocent look on your face a stark contrast to your dirty words.

“I need it so badly,” you nearly start to cry, feeling your hole clenching around nothing.

Hyunjin nods thoughtfully, taking off his boxers and releasing his erection.

“Alright kitty, you’ve been good so I will give you my cock, okay?”

You eagerly nod as he meets your lips for a kiss, quickly pulling them away to kiss down your jaw and neck, sucking and nipping harshly to create marks.

You whimper at his teasing actions, as he knew you were ready for his delicious length. Before you can beg more, he pinches both of your nipples, a knowing smirk on his face as you let out a loud moan. Hyunjin is quick to take one in his mouth, sucking on the sensitive bud before grazing it with his teeth. His ministrations are too short, as he soon switches to the other. Hyunjin fully knows that he could make you cum just from playing with your breasts, but now is not the time.

Once he is satisfied with the marks he created, he flips you over and pulls your ass up in the air. Hyunjin tugs on your tail, causing you to moan and arch your back more.

“Please master?” you beg as he slides his cock between your soaking folds.

“Please what?” he asks, feigning ignorance of what you needed.

“Need master to breed me,” you beg, trying to give him a pleading look from over your shoulder.

Hyunjin lets out a satisfied hum before pushing the head of his cock inside of you, letting out a soft moan at the sensation.

You let out a pleased whimper, trying to move your hips closer to his.

He notices right away and pulls completely out of you, smacking your ass. “Who is in charge here?” Hyunjin asks.

Your voice gets caught in your throat, but he waits for you to speak.

“You, master,” you manage to say.

“Then stay still,” Hyunjin commands.

A soft whine escapes you, but you stay still as the head of his cock prods your entrance again. He slowly enters you, and you knew it was to test your patience.

“Please master,” you murmur, clawing at the sheets.

Hyunjin hums and slides the rest of the way in, the head of his cock resting against your cervix. A loud moan escapes you as he grinds his hips into you, letting your body adjust to him being balls deep.

“Stay still kitten,” he murmurs, his hands gripping your waist as he slowly begins to thrust into you.

His cock rubs against your g spot with each thrust, causing you to close your eyes and let out gasps and moans into the sheets. Hyunjin is quick to speed up, his grip on your waist tightening. You try to muffle your sounds into the bed, but Hyunjin notices immediately.

He stops his thrusts, snaking a hand from your waist to your stomach and up your torso, wrapping around to hold onto your shoulder as he pulls you up, your back flush against his chest.

“Let me hear your cries, kitten,” he grunts hotly in your ear, biting your earlobe before beginning to thrust.

You whimper out and hold onto his arms as one wraps around your waist, his thrusts more precise and harsh than before.

You begin to moan and cry his name incoherently, feeling overwhelmed in the best way. Hyunjin sucks marks on your neck, and you feel his length twitching inside of you. After another loud whimper escapes you, Hyunjin moans your name and cums inside of you.

He thrusts a few more times as his length begins to soften, then pulls out and lays you down on your back, spreading your legs open to see his cum leaking out of you.

The look on his face softens slightly, and he reaches up and wipes your tears with his thumb.

“I didn’t get to cum,” you murmur, pouting.

“Only good kittens get to cum on their master’s cocks,” he informs you, raising an eyebrow.

[itsdanii]

Ahhh, your rejecting and regretting series is so good, my heart 🥺❤️ Can you do another one but with kuroo and kenma? You can ignore this request if you don’t wanna do it, I love your writing style and your blog! Stay safe and have a good day! 💞💞

Hey, bub! Thank you so much for the kind words, I appreciate it ♥️ I hope you don't mind me doing this only for Kenma. I got carried away so it got quite longer than I intended 🤦‍♀️ Anyway, here's your request! I hope you like it ♥️ Have a good day, stay safe and hydrated! Mwah!

a/n: read the note on the last part.

Rejecting and Regretting 6

genre: angst to fluff

warning/s: cursing, do message me if i missed any

a/n: please do read the warnings before you proceed. warnings have been put there for a reason.

ft. timeskip!kenma kozume

title says it all

Masterlist | Updates

Kenma Kozume

When you moved in to your apartment, you never expected your neighbor to be THE Kenma Kozume

If truth be told, you've been a fan of his ever since he started streaming

You knew that he didn't know you nor would he pay attention to you so you did not bother telling him that you were a big fan - the first one to always comment when he starts streaming

Not only did you think that it may make him uncomfortable but also make him feel like you were only trying to befriend him for his reputation

One night, as you were coming back from a short trip to the grocery store, you were walking with your earphones in and nose pointed on the screen while rewatching one of his videos

What you didn't know was that Kenma was walking behind you and was actually staring as you smiled and giggled while watching

You almost squealed when a hand came on your shoulder, almost punching the person behind you

Oddly, that was the starting point of your friendship

Although Kenma was hesitant at first (duh, you almost punched him) , he slowly eased when he felt that you were genuine

You basically went from neighbors to roommates because of how often you went to his unit, just playing random games and having occasional sleepovers

It wasn't long then when you realized that your "fangirling" towards the streamer developed into something more

You realized that you were no longer looking at him as the Kodzuken of the gaming world but just Kenma Kozume

You knew that you were fucked and thus you tried hiding it, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't

So you came up with a solution - confess. You decided that you would take the leap, confess, and hope that everything would turn out well, not knowing that it was only one sided

You shifted from one foot to another as you waited for Kenma to open the door of his unit.

Earlier, you both planned another sleepover and you took the initiative to cook dinner for the two of you instead of ordering another takeout.

As you waited, you could feel your stomach grumbling as the scent of the freshly baked sushi wafted in the air.

To be honest, you weren't really a good cook but you taught yourself how to with the help of youtube and cookbooks. You weren't even planning on learning how to do it but you were getting bored of takeouts, plus, you also wanted to impress Kenma even for a bit.

When the door finally opened, you smiled widely at Kenma while showing the food you made.

"Told you to not bother knocking and just make your way inside," he muttered before taking the pan from you and letting you in.

"Unlike you, I have my manners, Kozume," you playfully said as you plopped yourself on the couch head first.

Hearing him mumbling something under his breath as he arranged the table, you propped your elbow on the couch to watch him with a small pout playing on your lips. Your eyes followed his every movement and you couldn't help but question how someone could look so perfect.

His hair was a mess in a half bun and he was wearing nothing fancy, just his old sweatpants and a hoodie. Despite that, he still managed to look like a model, specifically those who preferred the "woke up like this" look.

"Y/n, are you going to eat or not?"

You blinked your eyes when you noticed the frown plastered on Kenma's face. Immediately, you stood up and walked over to the table with a small blush on your cheeks after being caught daydreaming.

"Sorry," you said sheepishly.

Kenma's apartment was then filled with the sounds of utensils clanking and small conversations the two of you were sharing.

Even though it seemed like Kenma wasn't paying attention, you knew that he was listening. You were aware of how much he preferred listening and observing more than talking anyway. It's just that you wished that he would talk more around you.

Somewhere in your conversation, you tried hinting your feelings towards him. In fact, you think that it was pretty obvious, but it seemed like Kenma didn't notice - that or he was purposely avoiding to indulge you.

"Getting in a relationship with a fan isn't boring you know? It actually sounds exciting, to be honest."

At that, Kenma heaved a sigh which instinctively made you shut up.

His eyes were already casted on the food infront of him instead of you,  eyebrows furrowed as if he was suddenly put in a bad mood. "I dont... really like this topic," Kenma said with a dismissive tone.

You felt your heart drop upon hearing that.

You've already practiced your confession several times and there was no way you'd let such words discourage you that easily. All you knew was that you had to get it out of your chest - now or never.

You placed your utensils down and looked at him straight in the eye despite him trying to avoid your gaze. "Why not, Kozume?" you asked, trying to push him to talk.

"I just don't see the point. Why would you want to date your fan? That's... weird," he simply answered, "What if they don't really like you? There's a high chance that a fan would date their idols because of popularity and fame. It's nothing but a self satisfaction."

"Hmm... I guess you do have a point," you said with a nod.

Placing your elbow on top of the table, chin resting on your palm, you pointed at yourself with your free hand which made Kenma look at you with one eyebrow raised. "Then what if it's me who wants to date you? Im a fan of yours, after all. Would you also reject me?" you asked hopefully.

Without wasting any second, Kenma answered, "Of course. Why would I date you?"

You didn't know how to react upon hearing that. You wanted to believe that he was trying to tease you but there weren't any signs of that from the tone of his voice. Moreover, he had nothing but a serious expression on his face.

"Because I like you," you answered with a low voice.

That simple phrase caused the silence to enevelope the two of you. The anticipation made your hands feel clammy to the point that you had to let go of your utensils to grip the sweatpants your were wearing.

Silently, you stared at each other as if waiting for the other person to break the silence - until Kenma did.

"Well, I don't." Standing up, Kenma took his plate and placed it on the sink, his back turned against you as he continued, "I think I'm going to stream for a bit. Make yourself comfortable."

You stared at Kenma as he made his way to his room wordlessly. "Make myself comfortable? Just who the fuck would say that after rejecting someone?" you muttered under your breath.

Knowing that it would be pointless to distract him while streaming, you started to clean the table and proceeded on washing the plates. As you were doing so, you whispered a curse when a tear suddenly slid down your cheeks.

You weren't supposed to cry. You prepared for this so you should've been able to take the rejection properly, right? He was Kenma Kozume after all. Although you became close with each other, it seemed as if he was really beyond your reach.

And now you ruined the only thing keeping you close to him - your friendship.

You decided to leave his unit after that. You felt that proceeding with the sleepover would only put a tense atmosphere between the two of you. Moreover, he did shut you out, right? Though he told you to make yourself comfortable, the way he acted said otherwise.

Maybe he only said it not to hurt your feelings.

"As if he hadn't already," you murmured, shutting and locking the door behind you.

In hopes of cheering yourself up, you decided to take a warm shower and pamper yourself to he point that skincare products basically littered your vanity when you finished and don't forget the fact that you ended up smelling like a strawberry because of your bodywash.

By the time you went to bed, you were feeling a little better... or were you?

As you laid on your bed, staring at the wall beside you while hugging a pillow close to your chest, your mind suddenly went back to what happened awhile ago.

You thought of how dismissive he seemed towards you. He wasn't always like that. Kenma had always been enthusiastic when you're around. Sometimes you would even end up watching beside him as he streams.

What changed?

Groaning, you buried your face on your pillow when you felt yourself tearing up once again. "Tomorrow will be better," you mumbled against the soft material as you slowly allowed yourself to fall asleep.

It didn't.

In fact, it got worse.

Not only was Kenma avoiding you, he was also acting as if he didn't know you - as if you didn't exist.

Earlier this morning when you were taking the trash out, you waved at him in hopes of lightening up the mood, but instead of usually greeting you, Kenma didn't even spare you a glance. He basically walked pass you without saying anything.

At first, you thought that maybe he didn't see you. Maybe his mind was elsewhere while walking. That could be possible right?

But when it continued for several more days, you realized that he was indeed avoiding you.

You felt a mixture of pain and anger. You were supposed to be the one avoiding him since it was him who rejected you but why was it the other way around? He could've atleast talked to you, let alone smile. Did he not value even just your friendship?

As the days went on, you were slowly getting tired of being the only one to put effort on rekindling your relationship. It was exhausting to keep on chasing over someone who didn't even acknowledged you.

Maybe you were just a bother to him after all.

So despite your will to keep on getting his attention, you decided to stop. If he didn't want you then so be it. You already confessed and did your best to show him that you're genuine. That's all that matters.

-

Kenma stared at your door beside his intensely, hand mid-air to turn the knob of his own unit.

It had been two weeks since he last saw you and for the third time of the day, he was yet again met with nothing but silence when he tried knocking on your door.

Where were you?

He knew that how he acted towards you was unreasonable but he didn't expected himself to wake up feeling like shit everyday without seeing you. He did this. He pushed you away. He said he didn't like you, right?

Groaning frustratedly, Kenma entered his unit, heading straight to his streaming room to cool off his head. If he couldn't see you personally, then perhaps he could at least see your name on his viewers.

He knew you always watched his stream and how you would always be the first to comment. Sometimes, you would even donate a huge amount of cash as a tip even though you always complained about being broke.

"They're not watching?" Kenma said unconsciously as he noticed how your name wasn't on the list.

That instantly caused a ruckus in his stream's comment section. Several fans kept on asking who Kodzuken was referring to and some even got the right answer since he streamed with you several times already.

But instead of saying anything, Kenma stayed silent. He focused on his game, occasionally shifting his eyes to the comment section and interacting with his fans.

His eyes, however, caught one comment. It was a link with the caption "Isn't this y/n?". Out of curiosity, Kenma decided to check it, finding out that you were indeed the person in the video.

No, it wasn't a video. It was a live stream of someone like him - a player.

And there you were, seated beside the unfamiliar person with a fluffy blanket wrapped around your body and your your head resting on their shoulder.

Who was that and why did you look too comfy?

"Sorry, guys. I'll have to end the stream now. Something important came up," Kenma said with a small wave before ending his stream.

Stalking the other streamer's socials, Kenma frowned upon noticing several pictures of you attached in their instagram. They were even posted just a few days ago which meant that you must've been spending time with them throughout the days you weren't at home.

Something stirred inside Kenma. It was an unpleasant feeling blooming inside his chest, clawing at him and making him realize one important thing.

He was in love with you.

And it was only confirmed when he remembered how nervous he was when you confessed, how scared he was when he heard the door shutting after he rejected you, and how stupid he was for only realizing it now.

"Shit," he whispered to himself as he quickly tapped on his phone, his finger hovering over your number, debating wether or not should he dial.

Suddenly, he shifted his gaze on the monitor of his pc which was still displaying the unfamiliar streamer when he noticed how you snuggled closer to their side.

Muttering anther curse, Kenma clicked on your number, his eyes focused on the montior of his laptop as he watched you picking up your phone.

"Please pick up," he pleaded when he noticed the frown on your face.

It took him a full 5 minutes and several dials to finally make you give in. He watched as you whispered something on the person beside you before making your way out of the room.

On cue, your voice suddenly met his ear.

"Kozume?"

It was still as soft as he could remember and with the fact that he finally admitted his feelings, his cheeks burned when he felt his heart racing.

Say it. Say it.

Say you like her.

"I-" pausing for a moment to rethink his words, Kenma sighed deeply before answering, "I'm sorry for being mean."

Fuck.

He was met with silence from the other side and for a moment, he got scared that you dropped the call.

It was until he heard some rustling sound that he realized you were still there and was purposely trying to stay quiet.

"Can we talk about this in person?" you said with a tiny voice.

Out of panic, Kenma nodded, forgetting that he was ralking to you over the phone and not in person. Mentally smacking himself, he answered, "Yes. I'd prefer that."

And I'd prefer if you're here instead of that caveman's room.

"Then, I'll be there in 20."

-

The moment Kenma heard someone knocking, he was quick to open the door.

His lips basically parted at the sight of you. It was only two weeks and yet why did it felt like he hadn't seen you in a month?

"Kozu-"

"I'm sorry," he cut you off, arms wrapping around you as soon as you stepped inside his apartment.

He felt how your body became stiff in his hold and without wasting any chance, he poured everything out. "I'm sorry for how I acted towards you. I treated you as if you were the last person I wanted to be with and when I didn't see you for several days, I realized how much I hurt your feelings." He took a deep breath, eyes focusing on you as he gripped your shoulders slightly. "Forgive me? I promise that I'll make it up to you."

Kenma hoped that you could notice the genuineness in his voice. He wasn't the type of person to talk too much but for you, he'd do it if it means having you forgive him and give him another chance.

"It's... alright, Kozume," you answered with a small smile.

"It's alright?" Kenma asked slowly. He knew that he should be happy that you forgave him easily but the way you said it made it seem like you were only forcing yourself.

It's like you didn't mean it.

"W-what do you mean it's alright?" he repeated.

"It means exactly what it means. I don't really see the point of holding a grudge against you, you know? You rejected me and I accepted it." Shrugging your shoulders, you walked pass him and went to sit on the couch. "I guess I just got too ahead of myself. I mean, you're Kenma Kozume, the Kodzuken of the gaming world. It would be impossible for you to like me, right? Sorry if I made you uncomfortable with my confession."

Kenma swallowed the lump forming inside his throat, eyes darting away from your figure as he shook his head no. "No... That's not true."

"What do yo-"

"I like you. How could you ever think that low of yourself?" he said, finally looking at you before he walking towards your direction. "It's not Kodzuken to you, y/n. Kozume - just Kozume. I don't want you to think that I'm someone all high and mighty just because people acknowledge me. I don't care about that. I want you. I want you to look at me the same way you did before. I want you to keep on clinging to me and to keep on cooking for me despite not knowing how to. I want you to like me again. I just want you.."

You felt your eyes well up with tears. After a long time of pining over someone you thought you wouldn't be able to reach, it was finally here - the moment you finally manage to hear the words you've longed to hear from him.

"D-do you mean that?" you asked with a small sob, your hand covering your face as you felt yourself being lifted and placed on Kenma's lap. "What if you're only saying that to make me feel better?"

"Of course I mean it. I was too stupid being scared of acknowledging my feelings towards you that I ended up rejecting you. I'm sorry." Gently, Kenma rubbed your back as he kept you in his arms, words of apologies continue slipping past his lips as he waited for you to stop crying.

"If I told you I still like you, would you promise not to treat me like shit again?" you asked while wiping your cheek with the back of your hand. "You were really mean to me, Kozu."

"I'd promise," Kenma answered with a nod.

Looking at him, you sniffled one more time. "Then I still like you," you said without taking your eyes off him.

You didn't fail to notice how Kenma's cheeks turned a lighter shade of red and the thought of how he got more flustered by your second confession than the fact that you were seated on his lap made you smile a little.

"Oh," Kenma uttered, as if suddenly not knowing how to react.

"You're supoosed to kiss me like those cliche movies," you said while encircling your arms around his neck.

Kenma's blushed even deeper after hearing that. Gulping, he gave a stiff nod before leaning in and finally planting his lips on yours.

His lips were soft against yours. Despite how tense he was at the beginning, he slowly managed to relax, fingers interlocking with your hair as he kept on moving his lips in synch with yours, both of your eyes closed as you savored the moment.

You felt yourself smiling in your kiss as you realized something - no longer were you just a fan but his s/o.

If you're reading this, hello.

I've decided that this will be the last part of the rejecting and regretting series. Though I had a lot of fun writing these, I'm no longer satisfied with how I'm writing them. The scenes were slowly becoming repetitive as well as the words. I'm craving for something new- something fresh that I've yet to explore. It was quite overwhelming how much people loved this series and I'm very thankful for that so I feel a little bad that this would be the last one. Don't worry, I still have some stuff brewing up that I hope you'd all enjoy.

Thank you so much for the love, support, and most importantly, for reading the series up until this last one. ♥️

[scaramoucheslove]

PLEASE expand more on that Zhongli brat tamer thing you posted 🥺

Brat Tamer! Zhongli x Brat!Reader (GN)

Listen to me

What to expect: Spanking, Size kink?(a bit), Choking, Teasing in public, Getting called “whore” once I swear, Zhongli as ur god, fingering? lmk if I missed anything!

A/N: AAA BRAT TAMER ZHONGLI NEEDS MORE APPRECIATION </33

(also im so sorry if this is shit even tho i spent so much time writing it?? hurr i apologize and i tried to make it as gn as possible! <33)

Zhongli loves an obedient sub that listens to him and obey his rules. You, were the perfect little baby for him. You were his obedient, perfect little baby. Sure, you’ve been accidentally bad a couple times here and there. But imagine if someday, you were curious enough to see what’s it like to test his limit. So, when you were acting out of the ordinary, of course he’d be suspicious.

It all started when you both woke up. He’d always wake up first, usually drinking tea at the dinner table and you’d always greet him. But today, you felt a little braver than usual and decided to just ignore him and went ahead to the kitchen to grab your breakfast. He raised his brow, but thought nothing much of it. You put your plate on the table and played with your phone while eating your food.

Zhongli cleared his throat, causing you to look at him with a confused look on your face. “Good morning” he said with a smile, a fake one if I may add. You ignored him and continued to play your phone and eat your food. You could see his smile fade away in the corner of your eye. “I expect a response, no?” you looked at him, and his expression seems blank. “Uh, morning?” you answered blankly before continuing to ignore him. He sighs in defeat, standing up to prepare a hot shower to cool him off.

Zhongli said he’ll be meeting up with a few people for a while, and of course you being you, decided to tag along. You were confused on what to wear—until you remembered your little plan to push his buttons. You smirked at yourself before thinking. You had an idea. You put on the most revealing clothes you’ve ever worn out in public just to mess with him. Once you were done getting ready, he doesn’t say a single word. His gaze was enough to make a person tremble, thus why you were averting his eyes the whole time. He simply grabs your hands and wrapped it around his and said nothing more than a simple “Let’s go.”

You finally arrived at the Teahouse after quite some time. The moment you two opened the door, all eyes were on you. You looked absolutely stunning. Your looks may even be enough to tempt a god. Zhongli clearly tried to ignore the situation and dragged you to the back and seated you both at the corner of the Teahouse.

The meeting overall was boring. Although it was pretty boring, you had to admit that hearing people talking about Morax and acting as if they know more than Morax himself was kind of funny. You yawned in boredom and continued to look around before your eyes landed to your boyfriend’s figure that was sitting right beside you. His eyes that are completely focused, the way he talks, and the way his tall figure is sitting straight, asserting dominance through small, simple things. You couldn’t help but feel excited just by looking at him. Your excitement caused you to land your hand on your boyfriend’s thighs as he was listening to some people talking and discussing about the geo archon. He looked at you, confused and you gave him a small, sweet innocent smile, in which he returned.

But what he didn’t expect was for your hand to go higher and higher, until he realized that your hand was basically almost touching his dick. Before you could do anything further, he slapped your hand away and came closer to your ear to whisper, “Behave.” That action alone caused you to shiver and it tempted you even more. Biting your lower lip, you decided to wait for the right moment. After everyone was done talking and discussing, they asked for Zhongli’s opinion. And just right before he gets the chance to talk, you took the chance and managed to place your hand between his pants without raising any suspicions. He flinched slightly, earning worried looks from other people and workers. “My apologies, I thought I saw something.” He said as he kept his composure. And surprisingly enough, they believed him. Thank god you were seated in the corner so that no one could see what was actually happening between the two of you. You palmed him through his pants slowly as he explained about his opinion. You could hear the slight shake on his voice and clearing his throat way more than he normally does, even though he looked completely focused and well composed. “Mr. Zhongli? Are you feeling alright?” someone said in which he responded with a slight nod, and a pinch to your thighs as a warning. You gasped quietly in surprise and stopped your ministrations before looking at him. His stare was menacing, daring you to make another move. In which you responded by looking the other way and pouting as you rest your hands that was palming him a few seconds ago on the table.

The trip back home was silent. You didn’t dare utter a word, not after all that. You looked fine and chill on the outside, But inside? You were trembling. Was it really a good idea to make your god angry? Is it even worth it? Your thoughts were racing as you asked yourself. But there was no turning back.

You walked inside the house slowly, trying to keep calm and collected. You knew you were in deep trouble the moment he shuts the door with a slam. You saw a glimpse of his beautiful, black hair with a gradient, glowing, neon orange color near the ends of his hair, which usually occurred where he’s focused like in battles, or if he’s really pissed. You didn’t really want to test him any further, so you just decided to follow his next commands and obey him. “What has gotten into you?” He asked, voice demanding for an answer. You turned to him, looking to the ground instead while fiddling your hands. He clicked his tongue and forcefully held your chin so you were met with his amber colored eyes. “Talk” He demanded. You were unable to form coherent words and ended up stuttering on your words. He shakes his head in disapproval and practically dragged you into the bedroom.

He lets you go once you’ve both reached your shared bedroom. You watched as he sat himself on the edge of the bed, looking down and letting out a sigh. The moment his eyes met yours, you immediately looked down, not prepared for his eyes to pierce through you so sudden.

“Strip.” He said lowly. Calmly. But you knew him. It’s always the calm before the storm. You stood there, silently, not moving in the slightest. You could feel the tension in the room. He was disappointed. Of course he was! He had all the reasons to be. He walked towards you slowly, observing the outfit you wore. One of his gloved hand stroking it smoothly as his other hand gripped your jaw gently and made you look into his eyes. “Tsk, I have given you such a simple task. But I know you humans simply cannot do anything yourselves.” He practically spat as he tore your clothes off with both hands. Your eyes widened, mouth slightly opened and you froze due to shock as he chuckled at your reaction.

His two hands grabbed you by the shoulders and threw you onto the bed roughly, a contrast to his gentle grip on your jaw earlier. You continued to freeze in your place and he took the chance to pin both your hands with one of his, as his big and strong body kept your smaller one caged. You tried to get out of his grip. But it was no use. No matter how much you try, he will always overpower you.

“Tell me, love. Were you being a brat on purpose?” He asked you with a teasing tone on his voice. You closed your eyes and gave up, exhaling the breath you didn't notice you've been holding while nodding your head slowly in shame and embarrassment. He chuckled lowly as he lets both of your hand go and flipped you over. You yelped in surprise as he positioned himself so that your stomach was on his lap and he places his hand to rub gently on your ass.

You cried out, “Zhongli please I’m sorry-“ “Now, now. It’ll hurt a bit. But you mortals really need to be taught a lesson to know their place.” He says as one of his hand stroked your hair and the other continued to move gentle motions on your ass. “Zhongli pleas-“ Smack. A loud noise echoed across the room as you jolted forward and you felt your eyes beginning to water. “Can you just listen to me, brat?” his voice sounded clearly annoyed. The room was quiet for a while, until he broke the silence. “Stay silent and take it like the good pet I know you are.”

The sound of your cries and sniffles could be heard in the rather silent room. You were sobbing, hands starting to go numb as you gripped them onto the bedsheets, your ass sore and red from all the painful and harsh smacks Zhongli has delivered. You were trembling. It felt like hours since he started and it never seemed to end. He eventually stopped and started caressing the spots he had abused minutes before. “I’m sorry my love, but If I don’t do this then… you’ll never learn from your mistakes.” He explained. You were still sobbing, but a part of you was relieved that it was over.

He got you off his lap and laid you down carefully onto the bed as you finally closed your eyes, trying to calm yourself down. That is until you feel a hand tracing your back and onto your underwear. You felt him come closer as he whispered in your ear “Seems like someone got excited. Well, it isn’t really a punishment if you enjoyed it. Don’t you agree?” you can feel his hot breath fanning your ear.

He flipped you over, your back now facing the bed. You hissed slightly at the sting because your ass still hurts from his ministrations. He gently spread both of your legs apart as he sat himself in between your now-parted thighs and pulled your underwear down, in which he threw across the room. You tried to cover yourself up but again, it was no use. You were now exposed for him and his eyes to devour. “But I’ll have to admit, seeing you in that revealing outfit where everyone can see really makes me…” he paused as he searched for the right word before continuing. “Jealous.” You prayed to the archons to make it out alive before answering him. “Oh? M-maybe you’re just mad they can probably fuck me better than you.” You’ve done it. You took back what you said about obeying him, but at the wrong time. “Getting brave now, are we? How ironic for someone who cried over a punishment moments ago.” he bitterly chuckles. “Well then, we’ll just have to see how hard I’ll break you tonight.”

He took off his gloves and immediately gathered some of your wetness on his fingers, combining it with the drool he managed to get at the corners of your mouth. He wastes no time as he inserts one finger into your needy hole. You gasped and held onto the bedsheets once more, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. God, his fingers were long. You can feel him filling you up as he kept pistoning one finger in and out of you. But then you started to whine for more. For him to fill you up more. “Humans are indeed greedy, but you’re my greedy little human, aren’t you whore?” you scrambled over your words before he used his free hand to wrap it around your throat and tightening his hold around it. “Answer.” He stopped moving completely and you whined as you finally managed to answer. “Y-yes!” “Yes what?” “Yes, my lord.”