#i felt a bit spicy kay?

[neteyammeowmeow]

HII kai headcanons if you have any??? i’d love to hear what u think about him

OFCC THANK YOUU

I headcanon Kai to be Japanese, Malay/Indo (Maya is Japanese/Indo, but Ray is Malay). He looks more Indo-Malay though, Nya's the one that takes more of her mom's genes.

He has BLUE eyes, a contrast to his sister, who has red. No further reason whatsoever to this, just a funny design detail. Another I'd like to bring up is that I actually believe that he'd have short, tied up hair! I don't see him with his canon version, but I'd get to drawing that one day.

This kind of, diverges from canon, but I believe that Nya was kind of the more outgoing sibling compared to Kai. He was always focused as a child, and he wanted to be trustable and determined, he also wishes to keep going and be strong for his little sister - who was unfortunately clumsy, but she always seemed to wander around places. Once they grew up, they became the vice versa of who they were, as Kai gradually felt like he was able to become more laidback with his friends, and family, it was Nya's turn to push herself to face the world.

Um... A bit of a sudden transition, but his favorite food is specifically seafood fried rice, but the funny part is that he actually can't handle spicy food that well (completely ironic due to his SEAsian side)... Jay made fun of him one time like, "Why would you go around saying you're the master of fire, but you can't even take hot stuff?"

Kai's habit is that he likes to snap his fingers and spark fire, he does this when he's bored or subconciously. There's something satisfying with being able to do it.

His body temperature is warmer than the average, this becomes even more prevalent when he's stressed, or angry. Though when he's excited, he also gets the same reaction. But in general, it's always been odd, and it becomes an unfortunate cause when he's sick, because the Ninja find it difficult whether to differentiate if it's just him, or he actually has a fever. But on winter days, everyone just snuggles around him because he's just that warm.

Kai's hands are scorched and burnt, but they are old scars due to his clumsiness when he was still trying to master his element. His hands are also littered with scars due to his experiences blacksmithing.

I actually, REALLY love the fact that Kai blacksmiths, it's something that's barely brought up. I reckon if he were to visit weapon shops or equipments, he'd start judging them off the bat.

Actually, there should he more emphasis on the fact that Kai blacksmiths, he has so much knowledge upon tools and weapons... He must definitely take part in the creation of most of the Ninja's weapons, and maybe he also helps Pixal as she builds certain weaponry too, despite the fact that he knows, she probably knows many things already. Likewise, Pixal is always happy to hear Kai's pieces of knowledge, whether Kai knows it or not, his experiences are naturally not "accessible information" she can just find anywhere, listening to him talk about his trials and errors- they are priceless.

He's a weapon collector too! After a mission is finished, sometimes he'd bring himself a souvenir or two (obviously, they're weapons). He likes to study blades, or the things his foes have used, and he tries to understand their works to be able to improve his own. He doesn't hoard them, but there are times where he finds out he's out of storage to store his findings, so he just piles them up, but he doesn't leave them unorganized for too long because he knows it'll affect the quality.

Have I mentioned that I personally think Kai has adhd, like both him and Nya. In a way. Yeah.

AND... Since u know Neteyammeowmeow habits... Deepseaenergy mentioned! When Benthomaar wanted to ask for blessings from Lloyd's family, the ones he first approached aside from Misako- were Nya and Kai, who were both startled by his actions. Benthomaar brought up how it was Lloyd's words that made him believe they were a genuine part of his family- Benthomaar said that, he understood the significance of how important it truly was to have a sense of belonging, and acceptance, though the start was a rocky journey. There was so much more, but of course at the end of his words, it was unforgettable to remember the confusion upon Benthomaar's expression amidst Nya's amusement, as she comforted an incredibly touched Kai.

THE END...

[nalgenewhore]

act of affection

elide x lorcan, modern au, they r smitten kittens, NSWF (18+) word count: 3246

He’s there, in the doorway of her bedroom, with an opaque plastic bag, the sharp edges of a take-out box almost ripping the weak material.

The girl turns in her chair and smiles, one foot wedged on the cushion so she can rest her hand on her knee. “Hey.”

“Whassup, baby?” His slow voice slides over her like syrup, familiar in a way that’s healing while it singes her skin with the echo of his fingers. “You doin good?”

“Mm-hmm,” Elide leans her chin on her knee as she grins dopily at him. “Aelin’s dyeing her hair.”

Lorcan’s eyes skip to her phone, propped on her desk and the wall. He nods a bit. “Dope. Same colour?”

“I got pink this time,” Aelin cuts in with a gleam to her electric eyes. She snaps the edge of her plastic glove as he gets close enough to see the barrette situation she’s rigged to section off parts of her hair and the dye saturating the edge of her hairline. 

“Ay, that’s kinda sick, ‘lin.”

“Right?!” 

The pink haired girl turns back to the mirror, and he focusses on Elide. Lorcan’s thumb finds her cheek, following the rounded curve before pinching it. He bends down for a chaste peck (uncharacteristic, but he hates an audience) and asks again, “You good?”

She stretches a bit to chase his kiss, wanting to seal her mouth to his. “Mm-hmm, I had a nap.” Much like what he’d been doing when she called him, voice weak and watery, after what he’s pretty sure should be considered for her worst shift of all time. He can’t understand how people are so rude to service staff.

Lorcan approves. “D’ya eat anything?”

“Yeah, Emrys felt bad and gave me an extra staff meal.”

“What’d you get?”

They answer at the same time, lips brushing lips. “Pesto pasta.”

It makes her laugh, the synchronicity, makes her break away as her head tips. He’s watching her fondly, standing to his full height. “Alright, I mean, at least you got something,” he chuckles. “But I picked you up some food, s’way better.” He sets the bag down on her desk in front of her. “Indonesian fried rice, extra shrimp.”

“Extra spicy?”

“Baby, c’mon, you already know,” he clicks his tongue. “Whatchu take me for?”

Elide melts. “I’m getting used to being spoiled, y’know.” She’s already reaching for it, fingers digging into the knotted handles to undo them. In a second, she’ll give up and rip the bag open. 

“You should get used to it,” Lorcan replies, casual yet with a mark of arrogant surety that she finds so attractive. His next kiss lands on the corner of her mouth, like he can’t keep himself from touching her (he can’t). “Imma go smoke.”

“‘kay,” she sighs. He turns, and Elide reaches out, her bony fingers catching in his belt loop. Raising his arm, he looks back at her, and she realises he already has a joint tucked behind his ear. “Don’t take too long.”

He grins, reaching back to unhook himself from her. “Wouldn’t dream of it, sweet girl.” 

When he drops her hand, her fingertips are cold. Cheeks rouging, she watches him walk away, tracing his broad shoulders, slouched, beneath a sage and light grey speckled sweater, his faded jeans baggy. 

As she slowly rolls back to Aelin, she wonders idly if he’s dressed that way on purpose after she told him she liked that sweater and when he wears his pants that way (it’s nothing he wouldn’t wear; her soft heart still hopes it’s a little bit because of her).

Her friend is staring at her, and Elide blushes. “What?”

“You’re too cute,” Aelin answers. “He’s so, like,” she makes a face, like she can’t find the word.

“So what?”

“Smitten. Like, the way he looks at you, and how you look at him, too,” she elaborates. “You’re so into each other.” She massages more pink into her roots, glancing past her phone into the mirror. “He cares about you, like, a lot. And I like that.”

Elide shakes her head. Her cheeks are burning (is it because of how obvious she’s realising they are, or because it feels good that her friend likes her boyfriend?). “Yeah,” she says softly. “I like that too.”

“Oh my god,” Aelin fakes a groan of annoyance. “Go get him already, what’re you doing watching me dye my hair?”

“Ok, ok!” Laughing, Elide sits up. “Hey, thanks for calling me. Work was so gross.”

Her friend stills, eyes flashing back to the screen. “Me and your boy are going to find those creeps and teach ‘em a lesson.” 

“Does Lorcan know that?”

“Not yet, but he’d so be down.”

Elide knows that Aelin is right. “Yeah…” she hasn’t told him what happened to make her shift so horrible, kept it vague saying she had a difficult customer. He’ll be pissed, if she tells him about how the table of men leered at her, their girlfriends sitting by meek and resigned, and she doesn’t want a pissed Lorcan tonight (or ever; he shuts down, shuts her out, because he doesn’t like being angry around her). “Ok, I’m gonna go. Talk later, yeah?”

“Yeah, girl. Love ya!” The call ends before Elide can echo the sentiment, which is just like Aelin.

She decides to text her friend instead. Then, she slides her phone onto her desk and gets to her feet. On her way to the door, she catches her reflection in the mirror. 

Her fussing gaze makes her fix her tank top, tugging the tight and buttery-soft material down a bit (she ignores her flushing cheeks as she remembers what prompted her to dig this top out of her dresser). 

Elide slips into the hallway and pads to her balcony. “Lor?”

He glances at her, the filter of his blunt tucked between his lips. “Hey.” Earthy smoke curls from his lips. 

She smiles with a shy glance to the side. “Hi.”

That lopsided grin, her favourite, pulls on his mouth. “What’re you actin all shy for?” He snakes his arm around her waist, wanting her closer, always closer.

“I dunno,” she lies, embarrassment staining her cheeks. Lifting her hand, she rubs the soft knitting of his sweater. “You make me, like, nervous. It’s weird.”

“Mm, you make me nervous,” he answers. “Got me changing my outfit hella times before I see you.”

The nerves slip away like a wave leaving the shore, a cocky smile taking its place that matches the cocky tilt of her head. “Yeah, I noticed the sweater. Did you wear it because of me?”

Lorcan ducks his gaze. Blush always looks strange on his cheekbones, seemingly too carved and proud for something so soft as raspberry red. It’s what her cheeks are made for, and he loves that. “Shit, bro, you forreal gotta call me out for what?” She thinks it’s funny, the way he talks to her, so familiar, so improper and wrong, every loose word falling from his mouth. It’s charming, like how the way he wears pants so baggy they sag off his hips is charming.

She laughs and pulls the joint from him, bringing it to her own lips. Just as she’s taking a hit, plump skin hollowing beneath sharp bones, he fingers the stretchy cotton blend of her tank top. “On my ass ‘bout my sweater, but I never seen you wear tank tops ‘till I said-”

“Stop!” Her hand curls over his mouth, eyes round and blinking.

He pushes it away, ignoring her as he smirks, “I say one thing about wanting to fuck the shit outta you if I seen you in a tank top, an’ look at you now, ‘lide.”

The way she looks at him changes, and the heaviness of her eyelids has little to do with the baby hit she had. “Shi… you tryna smash, shawty?”

Lorcan gapes at her for a second before unchained laughter explodes from him. It’s her put-on voice, sliding down several octaves, his borrowed words that sound so unnatural coming from her heart-shaped mouth. “On god, shawty? After you’re fed, yeah,” he snickers.

“Better not be talking shit, on god, I’ll fuck you up,” she threatens, still playing in his tone.

“Oh my days, shut up.” He bends to let her hold the smouldering joint for him. He’s in her space at this height, so it takes one shift of his head to press his lips to her, inhaling into her.

Elide readily takes the smoke, and they trade shotgun kisses till not even the roach is left, just the filter. She’s tugging on him, impatient, barely letting him toss it into the repurposed plant pot.

Lorcan cups the back of her neck, bringing her up for a real kiss. She’s eager for it, her hands framing his jaw, sliding through the soft hair of his trimmed beard. Like their lips, their feet get tangled; she’s falling, almost but not because he’s there. His hands envelop her hips (they fit him so well) and give her little squeezes as he walks her back to her bedroom. “I want you-”

“You do?”

“Always; don’t be askin dumb shit,” he mutters. “But, you gotta eat first.”

She slides away with some reluctance, though she knows he’s right. “Wanna watch a show?”

“Yeah, baby.”

Elide rubs her palm over his cheek, their voices quieter now as if there’s people listening, even when there’s not. “You’re so good to me,” she whispers. 

“‘s’all ‘m tryna be.” All he wants to be- hers. His nose bumps her cheek. “What’re we watchin, pretty girl?”

“Ted Lasso.”

He laughs- should’ve expected that. “All you wanna watch is Ted Lasso, there’s not even new episodes.”

“I don’t even care, I’m watching it all over again,” Elide sniffs. “You’re my biggest hater.”

“Nah, never. Just teasin’.”

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It’s later, when the food is finished and they’ve smoked again, which is why they’re lying down now. 

He’s rubbing her back with his knuckles, his other hand holding her thigh where it’s hitched on his hip.

Abruptly, Elide closes her laptop and puts it on the floor. Her hand catches his cheek just as he goes to turn away, pulling him to her lips. It’s soft, it’s plush, it makes his head spin. Lorcan’s almost dizzied, definitely stupefied, as he sinks into her mattress; her hands fall down his neck.

He kisses her back, teeth finding her bottom lip to bite and suck. Lorcan moves his hands to her waist to pull her over him.

It’s easy (familiar) to straddle him, and she lets out a soft breath when he licks the bitten flesh of her lip. “See why I like my leg there?”

“Yeah, I like it there too.”

Elide leans on him and savours his shaking exhale when she kisses down his neck. Her hands, cold fingers and all, push his shirt up. “Off.” She helps him most of the way until he has to work it over his shoulders.

They part when he pulls it over his head, and there’s a pout on her lips at the momentary pause. Lorcan laughs at her, kissing her sweetly. “Greedy.”

It’s sweet until she slicks her tongue over his and grinds on him. He kisses her back, and her skin is warm when he puts his hand on her thigh. Pushing down on it, Lorcan makes her go on, pushing their pelvises together. His other hand goes up her torso to cup one of her breasts. “Take this off,” he tells her, about the tank top.

She actually sits up, her hands spread over his chest. He’s breathing hard while he stares up at her tilted head. “Are you going to make me, Lor?”

He chokes before huffing out a laugh. “Swear you act so different when I let you be on top.”

“I get why you like it up here,” Elide rolls her hips over him. His hand grips her side. “It’s more powerful.”

“Enjoy it, my girl, ‘cause I’m so close to flippin you,” Lorcan says casually, and she shakes her head with a look in her eye that says she might not mind it at all. “Don’t be pissy later.”

She bends down, like she’s going to bring her lips back to him, but it’s only for a tease as her soft hand cups the bulge in his boxers.

“You’re killin me,” he whispers.

“Don’t move,” she whispers back, her hand taking out his cock. He shudders at the soft touch tracing the tip.

“El,” he moans out, “stop, stop playin with me.”

“Shh,” she presses against his mouth with her hand now slowly twisting around him.

Lorcan tugs at her striped cotton boyshorts, and Elide mutely realises he wants her now just as bad as she wants him. She balances on one knee as he helps her yank them off. After, she sits on him, breaking another noise from him at the feel of her, soaked and silken. He looks at her with lidded eyes. “Can’t really tell if I want that off,” his voice is gruff. The black makes a stunning contrast against her milky skin, and her body looks so lush the way her tits stretch the material. She’s unbelievable.

Her sweet little grin is somehow in tune with the way she pumps him. A hitch in his throat makes her lips find his neck.

He grabs her nape to kiss her properly and grabs the wrist of the hand around him.

“Get on me before I flip you, mean it,” he murmurs before slipping his tongue past her lips.

Elide nods, bracing one hand on his sternum as she notches the head of his cock in her. It’s with an aching slowness that she slides down on him. He groans at the feeling as he fights the urge to slam her down.

There’s a flush to her chest when she’s finally taken all of him.

Lorcan draws her down and thrusts into her, his rough breath echoing in her ear. 

“Fuck-” he lets out when she moves her hips against him. 

She shudders at the feeling then, feels him twitch inside her and pants out. “Lor…”

“Sorry, ‘m flipping,” he whispers and does it before she has the wherewithal to tell him not to, and by that point, she’s laid out beneath him and he’s brought her leg over his shoulder.

Elide cries; he watches how she takes each deep, hard thrust. Lorcan welcomes the sharp sting of her nails digging into his back. His head leans on her shoulder while he keeps giving it to her. “Not- fair,” she gasps, her pupils blown. Her other leg wraps around his waist.

He says sorry by sucking on the inside of her knee. After a few more thrusts, the headboard slams into her wall and rattles anything that’s hanging on her wall. Elide’s small moans keep growing.

Turning his head, his eyes are heavy on hers. “You wanna cum?” His voice tightens under the squeeze of her.

She nods, bites out, “Need to.”

Lorcan falters once, fucking into her hard. It’s almost too much. He almost loses his mind when she pushes her hips into it. “Too much?”

Elide’s lips part. “Want more.”

He goes into her without any pace, chasing the orgasm that builds for them both. 

Soon, their breathing is the only thing he can hear. Her moans are sharper as she arches her back. Through it, Elide’s eyes catch on his, and she’s cumming on him. 

“Talk to me,” he says, his mouth agape watching her finish. 

It’s surprising that she can talk to him, yet her voice is wrenched from her lips. “Fuck- you’re so good for me, feels so good,” she cries out. “Cum in me, give it to me, oh.”

He doesn’t need much more than that to let go and bites her thigh to prevent a moan from erupting when it happens.

Lorcan is slower now, gentle rocking into her. He flinches at the wince she makes when he drops her leg, lets it fall to his hip. “You hurting?”

“No,” Elide swallows and brings a soft peck against his lower lip. “Never.”

“And you’re bein honest-“

“Always, with you.”

He still kisses her in apology as he pulls out; for a moment, he watches his cum drip from her. When Lorcan’s sated gaze meets hers, Elide pinkens and looks away. Softly, he presses his lips to her cheek before his heavy body drops beside her, on his back. 

After a few silent minutes, their minds coming back to themselves, here’s a cocky smirk on his lips as he drawls, “You pissed ‘cause I flipped your ass, huh.”

She’s pouting at him, but her hands are tugging at him closer and closer so it undermines her projected upset. “I never get a turn,” Elide mumbles, still spacey from his dick. “I thought you’d think I was pretty on top.”

A small laugh escapes him; Lorcan cranes his head to nip at her jaw. “Looked real fuckin pretty all laid out for me too,” he promises. “Looked too good on top, I had to fill you.”

Elide squirms away from his words, her cheeks flushing hot - he can feel it how their skin sticks together like the way your thighs stick to plastic chairs in the summer sun. “Oh my god,” she gasps. “That’s- oh my god.”

“Nah,” he laughs lowly, “you’re playing li’l miss innocent now, after actin all tough and shit.”

“I am tough.”

“Toughest gal around,” he confirms. “‘specially when you’re begging me to cum inside ya.” His voice stretches to a high key as he croons her words back to her, “‘oh, please, you’re so good for me, cum with me, I need it’-”

“Oh my god, shut the fuck up,” she yelps, her hands pushing his jaw shut. “You’re literally the worst ever, that’s, like-” Elide swallows, cheeks burning, “that’s so not cool, man, I don’t even sound like that!”

He finds her mouth to lay a small kiss against it. Then her arms hook around his neck, and she gives him kisses that linger, making him sink into her, one forearm notionally balancing his weight off of her, but there’s no real space between them; it’s like they’re a part of each other on an atomic level.

She tilts her head to the side to press her lips to the corner of his. “Shower with me?”

“Yeah,” he hums, but he tucks his face into her neck. She moves to sit up, her body pressing into his. Before she can, he slides his hand around her wrist and keeps her down. “Chill, woman. Can’t I just lay with you?”

Strands of his hair move when she exhales with force. “No, I can tell you’re going to fall asleep, and you got cum all over me.”

Elide can hear the joke in Lorcan’s voice when he replies, “You told me to give it to ya.”

“Because,” she clicks her tongue, “I knew you’d cum if I said it. Now get off.”

Lorcan sighs (dramatic) and rolls over, lifting his arm to rest his forearm across his brow. “Annoying the fuck outta me,” he mutters. “Put it down good, and you’re still bothered.”

“Hmm, maybe you should’ve let me try on top,” she quips before crawling over him.

“Ah, you’re never lettin that shit go.”

“I mean… you could make it up to me.”

“You got ideas?”

“A few.”

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an: i have a couple other ideas that would b interconnected with this one, so might turn into a little series. (btw i am trying a new writing style (tbh idk if its actually much different than my normal style) so if it sucks tell me pretty pls) idk if anyones seen street dreams but the argument that ends in "pull up your goddamn pants ya loser" kinda inspired this vision of lorcan. (ALSO STREAM 'C U GIRL' BY STEVE LACEY HUGE INSPO FOR THIS TOO)

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[birth-stories]

I hope this isn’t asking too much. Thank you for your time and effort that you put into your writings! You’re very talented!

🫄- “Kay” (they/them)

🧍-Their Partner is named “Ory” (they/he)

🏠 and ⌛️: Kay is heavily pregnant (emphasis on describing the belly size) and all of the sudden as they are just relaxing at home. Kay goes into a lengthy labor (emphasis on how they react to the pain.)

2️⃣: Expects one but us surprised with two babies

🛑: Kay was nervous but also excited during their entire pregnancy. But as labor progresses, is in serious birth denial and is scared. But Ory (while slightly panicking) is supportive and assures them that everything will be okay during the process as they assist Kay.

Sorry that this took so long! I’m not that good at writing birth denial so I accidentally made this super fluffy 😅

Word count: 1K

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Kay had gone past a few days of their original due date, but this hadn’t bothered them at first. Deciding to try to jump start labor, they and Ory had tried a few different at home remedies. A long walk (which was quite the struggle with how big Kay was- Ory had joked they were having more then one), eating spicy food (which had just made Kay be sick for awhile), and finally sex.

Afterwards, Kay hadn’t felt any real changes until later in the evening while relaxing on the couch with Ory. The first contraction was sudden and quite tense, having knocked the wind out of Kay.

Ory was clearly concerned, knowing that his partner was nervous about birthing such a large baby. So he had tried to comfort Kay the best he could.

Kay’s labor had lasted for quite some time, time itself seemed to slow down to almost nothing. As the pains got worse, the more panicked Kay became.

Leaky chest heaving with each attempt at a breath between the contractions that tightened their large stomach, which they could’ve even see past to see if they were progressing any with labor.

“Ory-“ they suddenly moaned out, shifting around uncomfortably on the bed, half curling into their large stomach as another contraction washed over them.

Ory was brought to attention by their partners sudden cry, moving from where he had sat on the edge of the bed closer to Kay. Giving a reassuring rub to their thigh.

“I can’t push!” Kay cried out, giving a quick shake of their head. It was obvious they were ready to begin pushing, but the nerves had finally got the better of them.

This sent panic through Ory for a moment, unsure how to help his partner- he knew they had to push at some point.

“Okay okay-“ Ory spoke, moving to get up and position himself behind Kay, helping the other sit back against his chest, his arms lifting their legs up and helping them bend slightly.

He had also placed a mirror in front of Kay, hoping they could both watch the process. His hands laying on the top of Kay’s tight midsection, he had trailed soft kisses against the others sweaty neck.

“Come on, nice big pushes and then we can meet our baby!” Ory spoke, he wasn’t very good at hiding his own excitement. He had been just excited as Kay for this moment.

Though they still had an unsettling feeling of anxiety, Kay had begun to push.

With each push, muscles would tense, grunts and whines leaving their lips. Sweat sheen on their shaking body.

Not much progress was made for about 2 hours, and Ory had encouraged Kay to move to resting on all fours to get gravity to help.

As Kay took a brief moment to catch their breath, a small whine escaped their lips. Their tight pussy lips were bulging out, just the very tip of the head peaking out before it had slid back in.

“I saw it!” Ory couldn’t help but almost yell it out, though the head had slipped back up.

Panting, Kay felt a rush of emotions- only urging them to push once more, a bit harder then last time.

Body tense, and with a grunt- the head had surged forward, not quite into a crown- but definitely more progress then before.

“Good job baby!” Ory cheered, having placed a towel beneath Kay to catch any excess birthing fluid.

A tired moan had escaped Kay’s lips as they tried to rest for just a few seconds in between contractions.

As another contraction began, they had their chin tucked down into their sweaty chest and pushed. A slight yell escaping their lips as the head shot forward into now a full crown.

Lips stretched thin, almost white from the pressure- Kay couldn’t help but pant and moan as Ory applied gentle pressure so they wouldn’t tear.

“Nghh— its coming out!” Kay suddenly yelled, the head popping free with the next contraction. Leaving them awkwardly straddling the pillow that they had been using for support, holding it up against their chest.

“Good job!” Ory gasped, quickly reaching to hold the head. His hands were shaking from excitement and nerves.

Trying to catch their breath, Kay began to breath and pant heavily. “Oooh!” They whined out, feeling the baby suddenly turn.

With one final push, the baby had slipped free into Orys hands.

Yelping, Ory had cleaned off the baby’s face, earning a loud wail.

“Oh shit!” Kay gasped, having collapsed against the mound of pillows, shaking like a leaf as Ory placed the squalling newborn girl up to Kay’s chest.

“We have a daughter!” Ory cheered excitedly, not quite noticing the pained expression present on Kay’s face.

Kay was awkwardly holding the baby, breathing heavily as they closed their eyes. The contractions were still strong, figuring it was just the after birth trying to expel Kay had given a small push.

Ory frowned, noticing the look on Kay’s face, he didn’t think the afterbirth would come this fast- but when he looked down, he had realized it was another head.

A surge of panic raced through him as he scrambled for another towel, quickly positioning himself in front of Kay.

“Okay okay- Kay.. it looks like there’s another baby-“ Ory tried to keep his voice steady, knowing Kay would likely panic.

“What?!” Kay moaned, the first born was on their chest, eagerly suckling down milk as Kay felt their tender lips open up against the large head that was barreling through their birth canal.

“It’s okay-“ Ory soothed, affectionately rubbing the others thigh, “just nice big pushes-“ he encouraged.

Not having much of a choice, Kay had began pushing once again. Face red and sweaty as they clenched their jaw.

“Ooh!” They suddenly yelled out, eyes wide as the head had crowned with that particular push.

“Good job!” Ory spoke, trying to encourage them so they wouldn’t shut down and stop pushing.

Barely hearing Ory’s words, a grunt had escaped their lips- giving another hard push as the baby’s hsad surged forward and popped out with a stream of birthing fluids.

Ory was quick to cradle the head, hands shaking once more.

This baby was also quick to turn as Kay gave one final push- the body slipping into Ory’s hands.

Repeating the process, Ory had gotten the baby to cry before setting them on top of Kay’s chest.

“It’s a boy!” Ory announced proudly as the baby searched for milk and immediately latched onto the swollen nipple.

Kay was clearly in shock, watching both Beth healthy babies take in their first meal. Ory had moved beside them to admire his new family as well

[mercurywritesstuff]

Library of Dreams, Warm and Loving

Summary: Fei Kai moved to South Korea to get a fresh start. The fresh start included a man with curly hair and glasses.

Story warnings: Single mother! Kai x Ex military! Changbin. Strangers to lovers. Enemies to lovers. 3rd person. Disabled! Changbin. Kai flirts with people as always. Suggestive in many chapters. Themes of PTSD.

CW: Concussion symptoms(No treatment), Alcohol, Drunk Han and Felix, Changbin not knowing how to be a big boy and handle his emotions, emotionally constipated Changbin

1.9k word count (Little shorter chapter)

Taglist: @mynameisnotlaura, @palindrome969

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Chapter 4: Changbin's hate pact

“Thank you so much, Mrs. Choi.” Kai bowed to the kindergarten teacher. “I’m so sorry for being late.” She stood up straight, eyebrows creasing in worry and trying to ignore the way she felt like she wanted to vomit. Her head still felt like it was being split open from the fall earlier. 

“Aish,” Choi Da-eun, Duri’s kindergarten teacher, waved off the younger woman’s concern with a comforting hand on her shoulder. Mrs. Choi was a kind lady, and Kai was thankful for the older woman for being so understanding of her situation. “Don’t worry about it, Ms. Fei. Duri was a delight, despite her anxiousness to get home. Don’t make it a habit, though.” Mrs. Choi threatened playfully, getting a giggle from the younger woman. 

Duri took Kai’s hand and walked to their apartment, Kai explaining along the way that there is a guest and should not be bothered. “I’ll make your favorite tonight.” Kai buzzed herself into her apartment, it being more silent than the usual clang of the boys’ apartment next door. 

“Jjajangmyeon? With the spicy Kimchi you made the other night?” The six-year-old suddenly perked up, a smile playing on her dimpled features. Kai smiled back, ruffling her daughter’s hair. 

“Of course, baby. Now go start your schoolwork, I have to start the food.” Kai kissed her daughter’s forehead, and she slid towards the desk. Kai watched her fondly, before getting out the necessary details. 

Kai hummed along to a song in her head, draining the black beans she had gotten from the market the day before. She felt her head swim with dizziness, making her lean against the counter for support. She shook her head, before calling out to her daughter. 

“Hey jagi?” Duri turned to acknowledge her mother. “Wanna go to your Imobu’s apartment and ask to borrow his chamgireum? I forgot to buy some earlier.” Kai smiled at her daughter, who nodded and rushed out to go to the four boys’ apartment. She slumped against the counter, breathing heavily as she willed her vision to stop swimming. 

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“Eat up, baby.” Kai kissed her daughter’s head, who smiled up at her with her mouth full of food. Kai snorted, ruffling her hair before grabbing a tray and began to fill up the tray with the different foods. 

Padding into the closed room softly, her eyes were trained on the lump of covers, a soft snore filling the room. Kai set the tray of food on the nightstand carefully, setting a note on the tray so he could read it when he woke up. 

It was dark when Changbin woke up, and he groaned at the ache in his left leg. He sat up, reaching for the lamp on the nightstand. Light flooded the room, and his eyes flitted to the tray of food on the same nightstand. His stomach growled loudly at the spread, before picking up the note that held dainty handwriting. 

Sorry for startling you earlier, it wasn’t my place. I made Jjajangmyeon with kimchi today, and I didn’t know what drink you liked so I just got you a bottle of water. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask. 

Changbin bit his lip, eyes furrowing in confusion at her note, before setting it back down and carefully balancing the tray on his lap. The moment he took a bite, his eyes widened. Shit, he thought, why is this so good? 

He set the empty tray on the nightstand five minutes later, leaning back in content. A small frown played on his handsome features, replaying that moment in his head. She had looked so frightened when he pushed her, and now regret tugged at his heart. 

He wasn't able to finish thinking when his door creaked open, and a six-year-old popped her head into the room. Her hair was damp from the shower she just took, her pig pajamas decorated her small body. 

Her mouth stretched across her small face, her eyes crinkling as she waved. She walked up to the side of the bed, boba eyes peering up at him over the edge of the bed. 

“Hi?” Changbin’s voice was scratchy, and the kid’s smile grew. She stood on her tip toes, offering her hand. 

“I’m Duri,” She stated. He took her small hand, soft in his rough ones. 

“Changbin.” He shook her hand firmly. Duri took it as her chance to hop up onto the bed, legs crossing as she stared into his soul. 

Kai groaned as she finished cleaning the bathroom from Duri’s explosive shower. How much color does a six-year-old need? Entering the hallway, Kai paused when she saw the door cracked open to the master bedroom. Her heart dropped, feet carrying her to the door before she paused. 

“And then what did Uncle Lix do?” Duri’s voice was familiar to her ears. She heard a giggle, but it wasn’t her daughter’s. 

“He called yoghurt some fruit, and Chan was confused about the whole thing.” Changbin said, Kai opening the door to lean against the frame. She watched the scene like a hawk, and Duri eventually noticed her mother’s stare. 

“Mom!” Duri smiled, waving her over. Kai snorted, walking over to sit at the edge of the bed. “Mr. Changbin was just talking about our family.” Duri crawled over to her mother tugging her arm to bring her forward. 

“Was he?” Kai cocked up an eyebrow, looking up at the older man. He seemed to be a little taken aback at the woman. 

It was no secret that Kai was beautiful, but this light made her look ethereal. Her black hair was free, cascading down her back in waves. She wore a tank top and a pair of low waisted pajama pants, both in black and her skin was tan, even in the cold February. She brushed her daughter’s brown hair out of her face, sitting up further the bed but keeping her distance. 

Duri nodded, before sitting in Changbin’s lap. “I like him, can we keep him?” Duri asked her mother, full seriousness. 

Kai looked at her daughter, shocked, before scolding her for the blunt question. Changbin was busy trying to keep in his giggles. 

“You can’t just say things like that, Jagi. C’mon, it’s past your bedtime.” She stood up, causing her daughter to whine but followed her mother’s instructions. Before Duri exited, however, she ran up to the man and gave him a quick hug and running out of the room with a large smile. Kai bowed quickly to Changbin, spitting out a quick apology and taking the tray to dispose of the dirty dishes. 

Changbin sighed as soon as the door clicked shut, guilt playing in his heart at the way she hadn’t even looked him in the eye. He turned off the light and shuffled the covers over his head. 

“Kai,” Minho called, gaining the said woman’s attention. She hummed, turning to face her boss with a raised eyebrow. It was a few days since Changbin arrived home, and Kai barely said a word to him since. Her head still throbbed with pain, and everything made her head hurt. It was like a bad migraine, but with more aggravation. 

“Hang out at my place tonight? The boys are going to be there.” Kai thought to herself, before nodding. 

“Duri is having a sleep over at her friend’s house tonight anyways, so it will be good to hang out with you guys. Do you want me to bring anything?” 

“Nah. Also, Felix and Chan said they’ll be bringing Changbin, so you don’t have to struggle with your car.” Kai nodded, turning back to her screen to finish up the paperwork to send to some of their clients. 

Kai entered the large apartment that belonged to three of her friends, an hour late to the hang out due to the meal prep for the next day. She wore baggy, ripped mom jeans and a tight, cropped, white wife beater. Her toned abs on display with a leather jacket covering her arms. She tightened her hair in the bun she sported and set her shoes by the door. 

She walked into the living space, waving at the already-drunk Han, who squealed and ran over to her, dragging her to the couch. “Hanji, wait.” Kai giggled, shrugging off her jacket and taking out the bottle of soju that she stuffed in the inside of her jacket. 

“You’re late.” Minho commented, Kai rolled her eyes and went to put the alcohol in the -kitchen. She ruffled his hair on the way to the kitchen, getting a less-than enthusiastic response from the elder. 

“Oh, I'm sorry oppa,” she teased, getting a groan from Minho. 

“Never call me that again.” He ordered, and she heard several sounds of agreement. Kai came back with a wine glass filled with the soju. 

“Fine by me, oppa,” She teased, before laughing when Minho grabbed her waist to force her to sit down, shoving her head in the process. Her head throbbed, but she fought through the pain. “Fine fine fine, I'll stop. Stop manhandling me, old man.” She whined, shoving his hands away with her feet. 

The moment she sat up straight, Jeongin and Han pounced on her, cuddling up to her. Kai groaned under their warm bodies, whining at them to get off. It was going to be a long night. 

“Woo!” Kai cheered as Felix and Han did a drunken rendition of My heart will go on. Kai only had a few sips of her own soju; Han drank the rest of it after five minutes. She wasn’t that bothered, however: she wasn’t a big drinker. 

“Kai,” Jeongin whined, getting a groan from the younger woman. “Sing with me.” He nagged. 

“No,” Kai matched his whine, shoving his head away from her. “Min, help me.” She made grabby hands to Minho. He whistled, looking elsewhere. “I will report this as harassment, you know.” Kai teased. 

Minho shook his head, a smile on his lips. 

“I hope you all die painfully.” Kai groaned, letting herself be dragged with Jeongin as they stood up next to the karaoke machine. 

The two started singing Livin’ la vida loca, making many of the drunk people giggle at Kai’s exasperated look.  

Changbin, who hadn’t really said a word to Kai when she arrived, watched as Kai helped Jeongin stand, despite her unwillingness to sing next to him. He was too intimidated by her to talk with her. 

As the week progressed, Changbin was growing more and more jealous at the young woman. She seemed to have her life together; she was kind to him even when she had all the right to yell at him when he hurt her. She never yelled until that night, but the group had that effect on everyone. She was patient with him, and even apologized when she was near his space. 

He was angry at her, not only because she seemed to have her life together, but because she was close with everyone else. Call him selfish, but he misses it when they were just eight. So, it was probably better that he didn’t get close to her. He wanted to keep hating her. 

But watching the way she joked and laughed with his friends, how sweet and patient she was with their drunk friends, reminded him of his mother when he would scratch his knee.  

Changbin decided that night. He was going to make her regret taking him in, and he was going to make her angry with him. Maybe that way, he would have a reason to hate her. 

Emotionally constipated Changbin is my bread and butter.

[snowbaamgyu]

Bro your last fic (the piercing one) was SOO CUTE 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I need more like this..

I was thinking this time a with soobin. But when he gets the piercing he’s like actually sick (with a cold or something) and he gets a nose piercing so since he has a cold he has to blow his nose and stuff but he can’t because of the piercing so he gets really frustrated and ends up crying so the members take care of him (i think if that happens Irl soobin would end Up taking it Off because of his rhinitis lmaoooo). That’s my idea hehe :>

Pretty Mistake

"Alright Soobin-ssi, since the fans love it when you have a sticker faking a piercing then if you do it for real won't do any harm, just make sure it doesn't affect your performance okay? You're dismissed" Soobin bowed and a happy smile spread on his face after hearing the head manager of the team give him the green light for him to get done a nostril piercing.

Soobin has done enough research by now, the nostril piercing is one of the fastest to heal and on a scale of pain from 1 to 10 it was only a four, which for a nose piercing was decently low as the septum one was rated on a 10.

The leader scheduled an appointment and was accompanied by a staff member that had worked with them since debut, a friend if Soobin had to answer what his bond with him was.

"Good morning Soobin-ssi, you're here to get the nostril piercing right? follow me this way please, have a sit there and wait until all instruments and the piece are disinfected" the lady bowed and so did Soobin, his friend looking at him and smiling a bit "Aren't you scared?" Soobin shook his head, "I think it'll look cute so that's why I asked for it so many times until the company said yes, after all I think moas will love it" they laughed for a moment when the lady returned.

"Okay, I'll apply an anesthetic foam so it won't hurt" she started, Soobin frowned a bit at how cold it felt but all of a sudden he couldn't feel the right side of his nose, he saw how the lady took out the needle she'll be using and how she showed it to him for him to see it was totally new.

"You're going to take a deep breath when I count to three alright? One... two... three... breathe" Soobin could just feel the needle passing through his nostril, a tickling sensation appeared and he had to try so hard to stiffle a sneeze because it totally would not end well. As soon as it started it ended, the little piece of jewelry was placed there and had a red spot surrounding the skin where it was, without realizing Soobin had a single tear rolling down his cheek, the lady quickly explaining "It's because the nose is connected to the tear ducts, like when we cry" he wiped it and stood up "So.. how do I take care of it?" he said as he took a look at it, it was cute.

"Avoid eating spicy and hot or steamy foods, don't blow your nose too hard and please don't move the piece, it'll slow the process of healing. That concludes my job here, thank you for coming by" she bowed and then left.

"Hyung I forgot about something..." his friend looked at Soobin as he spoke a bit frightened; "I'm always struggling with my rhinitis".

At first, it looked so nice that Soobin didn't mind, Yeonjun complimented him everytime they bumped into each other, Taehyun always said it made him look so cool, Beomgyu said he couldn't wait to see him wearing a ring and Kai said he looked cute.

But they don't know how much it hurts.

Each time he sneezes a sharp pain comes but it's okay, it fades away quickly; and each time he blows his nose no matter how careful he tries to be, it still hurts.

Anyway, he blinks away the tears that formed in his eyes and opens his camera, takes a selfie or two and posts it on weverse and twitter, as everyone expected moas were freaking out, making it a trend.

As days passed Soobin expected that the pain would fade and stop at some point but it wasn't and it felt as the first day he'd done it, no matter how many painkillers he took it was to no use.

And on top of it all, he developed a fever and the nostril where he had his piercing was bruised and maybe a bit swollen.

He tried, Soobin really tried to endure it, but the cherry on top of it all was when he caught a cold.

"Ah.. fuck..." Yeonjun turned to look at him once he heard Soobin swearing after sneezing for the nth time that day, the leader bundled up on the couch, a box of tissues on the coffee table, as well as a glass of water and painkillers. "What's wrong?" Soobin sniffled, "My piercing is not healing as it should and it really hurts when I sneeze or touch my nose by accident, you don't know how painful it is right now with this stupid cold" Yeonjun sighed, going to pat his hair a bit "Then why don't you go to the place where you got it and get them to check it? Maybe there's something they can do or just take it off" Soobin nodded, not really wanting to experience any more pain.

He called the lady who did his piercing, relaxing when she picked up. "Hello Soobin-ssi, is there anything I can help with?" she asked, Soobin didn't know where to start but still talked "Hey um... It's been a week but the pain isn't going away and my rhinitis is acting up, but also uhm.. I caught a cold and honestly it's painful, so I don't know what I could do if I can't even blow my nose properly without making it hurt even more and I think it's infected or something like that" she listened carefully to all of it, humming when he stopped "Soobin-ssi I think it's better if you take off your piercing, it seems like your body is rejecting it but still I'll have to take a better look, come by and I'll see what we can do".

As she and Yeonjun said, he had to take it off, disappointed that he couldn't make it last, so to cheer himself up a bit he started a weverse live.

"Hey Moa how are you doing? I came by because I missed you" almost instantly the comments started popping up, he read one "Soobin let us see your piercing.... ah guys... how do I tell you this? Uhm... I don't have it anymore, you know I struggle with rhinitis and it was making me kinda sick so for health reasons I had to take it off, I know all of you were so excited about it but unfortunately it's over, also this week I've been a bit sick with a cold, but don't worry everything is completely fine now" he said with a sad expression and tone, once again the comments changed to cute messages saying things like "It doesn't matter! Soobin's health comes first! ❤️❤️" which made Soobin really happy, he felt more relaxed when he realized moa just wanted him to be healthy, it was a bummer yes but at least he feels a lot better.

[sogno-ao3]

Hey, how are you?

Thinking about Mollie's origin and culture, could you recommend a book or movie?

In fact, I'm going to start reading Jane Eyre under the influence of Still Waters ;)

hello! thank you for such an amazing question. since you said "origin and culture," it really got me thinking on what I would consider as influences for Still Waters and how I came to conceive of Mollie & the story in general...

I think there have been three main influences: literary classics, kdrama, and fanfiction--a mix of high and low culture. This mixture is reflected in Still Waters; readers may choose a surface-level read, or they may choose to read more deeply into the thematic elements... either is perfectly fine and neither is preferable to the other.

In each category, I'll list a few works with some relevant links to books, movies, TV shows, etc. You also might be interested in a post I made awhile back discussing books I've named in the work.

Literary classics

Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë

Gutenberg, BBC 2006, BBC 1983

Like Still Waters, Jane Eyre is a coming-of-age and romance with an older man with a dark past. I've read it many times by now, and it's so fascinating to observe how my relationship with it has changed--I used to think of it as the epitome of romance, but now I have much more nuanced thoughts about it. There have been many more adaptations than the ones I have listed; it is also fascinating to see how differently people interpret it... which dovetails my experience--this book seems to grow with people as they change.

Works by Jane Austen

Mansfield Park: Gutenberg, ITV

Persuasion: Gutenberg, ITV

Both of these works feature introvert women as protagonists; many people around them tend to underestimate them because they are naturally quiet and outwardly obedient. Persuasion is also the classic example of slow burn and mutual pining.

Woman Warrior, Maxine Hong Kingston

Goodreads

This work is a coming-of-age myth/memoir featuring a Chinese American female protagonist. While it's not a romance, Woman Warrior showed me how flimsy the divider between fantasy and reality can be, and how language can be used to blur the lines. It's also written in first person.

Korean Dramas

When I was younger, I watched many kdramas. I think what really impressed upon me at the time is how small gestures can mean so much to someone, the softness that men could exhibit, and unfortunately for all my readers, how much I loved the tension & anguished pain before the main couple finally got together (or not)...

Some kdramas I'd recommend: My Lovely Sam Soon, Coffee Prince, Crash Landing on You, To My Star 1 & 2.

Fanfiction

Some of you might be amused to know my very first work on AO3 was an explicit M/M oneshot in 2014. I've been reading and writing fanfiction for a long time; in fanfiction, one could transcend the mores of traditional media and remake relationships to feature more equality, male leads that did not have toxic masculinity, etc...

When I watched Peaky Blinders for the first time, I immediately felt that Tommy's relationship with his mother was quite pivotal and yet never explored. I also hated that the Chinese people in the series were relegated to decorative ethnic roles. If they had swapped out Chinese for Japanese, it wouldn't have mattered a bit to the story... and so the idea for Still Waters came surprisingly quickly out of my discontent!

I would informally posit that the past few years of the rocketing popularity of spicy romance novels has largely been due to fanfiction and how it was able to push the boundaries and show publishers what people in our subpopulation actually liked... it was fanfiction where I read my first slow burns coupled with expertly written smut that to this day, are quite a bit better than what I read in a traditionally published book.

Here are some fanfictions I'd recommend:

[Redemption of Love] Fandom: Lord of the Rings, Pairing: Legolas/Thranduil

[Going Live] Fandom: EXO; Pairing: Kai/Reader

[Redamancy] Fandom: James Bond, Pairing: James Bond/Q

[Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love] Fandom: Harry Potter, Pairing: Draco/Hermione

[Beginning and End] Fandom: Harry Potter, Pairing: Draco/Hermione

[my life is better when we're together] Fandom: Kuroko no basuke, Pairing: Midorima/Kise

[In Darkest Knights, The Brightest Sparks] Fandom: Batman, Pairing: Batman/Harley Quinn

[thatwritingho]

Hello Kay!! What a treat it was to wake up to such a spicy chapter of MM. I know you say you have a hard time with brevity but I really did not feel that anything was "too much" even for a 9k word chapter - you don't bog down the reader with anything and everything a character says/does has a purpose in the story (even if that purpose might be to be deliciously hot)! I also really liked how you incorporated talk of safewords/consent in the middle of Pickles and Olive's intimate moments. It goes a long way to show he cares about her wellbeing even if he might struggle to show it sometimes (especially as of late). And the bit with the "pickle stuffed olive" was SO cute and candid!! I know preferences can differ for sex and whatnot but I really love to see partners able to joke and laugh and not take sex so seriously. I can't wait to see the next half and hope it ends well for them...they have a great start!! ^^

Thank you as always, Meefy! You leave the best comments🥹

So glad you enjoyed!! And I'm glad nothing felt bogged down or unnecessary! I really couldn't imagine cutting anything else out, no matter how many times I looked at it — sometimes ridiculously long smut scenes are just necessary for relationship development, I suppose!

Because aside from just being hot and fun and self-indulgent, I do try to use all my smut scenes to develop character relationships and dynamics, so they're(typically) pulling double duty! Like, yeah — giving Pickles an opportunity to show Olive that he cares for her through the rockstar-acceptable act of sex haha.

The safeword/consent point is gonna be a big thing coming up, because, as you can tell... Olive's ex fucked her up in that regard, and so far, no one else(looking at you, Nathan and Toki) has really pushed back on it with her. Pickles is prying open a can of worms.

And yeah, the food puns, hehe. I thought the word "stuffed" when writing, made the connection, and knew immediately there was no way Pickles wouldn't do the same and immediately say it when it popped in his head. I love taking time to inject cute little moments of characters being silly during the do — it makes it feel so much more intimate🥰

[undyingghoul]

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#5

I have a Sodo request! The reader lives at the ministry with the ghouls, sisters n all that but maybe one day they get bullied and Sodo sees it and gets hella mad like the other ghouls have to hold him back but he calms down when it’s just the reader and him alone and they play with his tail n cuddle (the reader can be gender neutral u can chose!) thank u so much !

Your wish is my command, anon!! I love this concept a lot, protective spicy gremlin go brr -------- Pairing: Dewdrop x GN!Reader Warnings: Bullying, Swearing Title: Your Protector Summary: Dewdrop witnesses (Y/n) getting bullied by the other sisters and does not like it one bit. Thank Satanas that the other Ghouls were with him...

You always said you were fine. You always said that nothing was wrong. But just how long could you keep telling others and yourself this? If you were being honest, you were getting tired of telling these lies. The other Sisters bullied you daily. You never knew their motives for it but it was constant and it never stopped. Everywhere you went it always felt like there was a Sister or a group of them just waiting for you. You were tired. You were hurting. You thought you masked it well, but you didn’t know your boyfriend, Dewdrop, knew something was up. Dewdrop wasn’t easily fooled, he knew your cheery, bright self was just a facade to hide pain and hurt. He had noticed it weeks prior and whenever he saw you he always asked how you were. He knew you were lying to him when you said you were good, he could see the pain in your eyes. Dewdrop never pressed for answers, he always accepted your lie. He didn’t want to force anything out of you. But it only stayed hidden for so long. The fire Ghoul was walking through the Church with his fellow Ghouls engaged in conversation when they all heard voices up ahead of them. The five stopped talking and looked in the direction of the voices and Dewdrop immediately saw you. At first, he was happy to see you, but then he paid attention to the other Sisters and felt anger bubble inside of him as heat started to radiate off of him in waves. Before him, he saw you cornered by three other Sisters who were all making cruel remarks, spitting at you, and laughing at you as you cried from their actions and words. Dewdrop tensed up within seconds and started to growl, baring his teeth. “Hey!” He snarled loudly, causing you and the others to whip your heads in his direction. Just as he got ready to lunge forward toward you and the Sisters Swiss and Aether grabbed his shoulders and arms tightly. Dewdrop snarled and growled, snapping his teeth at Swiss and Aether as he tried to break free from their hold. “Let me go you bastards!” He howled as he tried to jerk quickly out of their hold. His head snapped back toward you and he bared his teeth at the Sisters , then snapped at them. “You three are fucking dead if I ever find you! No one would be able to save you once I'd be done with you!” He roared and jerked hard enough to pull Swiss forward a bit. The three Sisters yelped and took off running for their lives, not wanting to risk death that day. You wiped your eyes and sniffled, letting yourself come off of the wall and coming over to Dewdrop. He watched you like a predator watched its prey as you came closer to him until you stopped right in front of him. “Come on, Dewdrop. Let’s go to your room,” You said as you motioned for Swiss and Aether to let go. They did so hesitantly and you immediately took Dewdrop’s hand in yours, feeling his burning hot skin and leading the way to his room. Once you were in his room you pulled him to his bed and climbed onto it, patting the spot next to you as an invite. Dewdrop joined you and immediately took you into his arms, leaning against the pillows as he inhaled your scent to help ground and calm himself. You let him do this until you felt the burning heat dial down into a comfortable warmth. You saw Dewdrop’s tail move in front of you and you gently grabbed it, moving to rest it on your lap as you started to pet it gently, giving the spade of it lots of attention since you knew he liked that. Dewdrop started to purr at the action and deep down inside of him he knew you’d be safe from now on. After his display he knows no one would dare bully you again, not unless they had a death wish. Dewdrop sighed and smiled, letting himself relax into your soothing pets and the feeling of your body pressed against his. Neither of you minded the silence, it was comfortable and nothing needed to be said because you both knew things would be ok now. After all, Dewdrop was your protector and he’d do anything to keep you safe.

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#4

Five Days Of Ghouls: Elemental Struggles

Prompt: Dew- "I Burn For You." Mountain- "You are my earth." Rain- "My love for you is like an ocean… It's endless and deep." Aether- "I can feel my energy thrum when you are present." Swiss- "I feel every element thrive when with you."

Pairing: Swiss/Multi-Ghoul x GN!Reader

Warnings: None

Title: Elemental Struggles

Summary: It was irregular for Swiss to not show up for something, he's usually always the first to arrive and sometimes even arrives early. When Swiss didn't show up to breakfast you knew something was up and you always trusted your gut.

Crashing. Crying. Loud screams and curses. Oh, today was not a good day for Swiss, not at all. He felt it when he woke up, everything inside of him felt off and he felt so sick and so, so hot but also so, so cold. He literally rolled out of bed and onto the floor in a crumpled ball, clinging to himself as if he were the only thing within reach.

He kept crying for help in what he thought was a loud enough voice but his hearing was messed up and it was only a whisper that escaped him. An hour passed and tears streamed down his face at this point as the pain grew and grew. Loud crashes echoed through his room and as he struggled to stand up and things got knocked over or fell.

Two hours had passed and he was once again curled into a ball in the middle of his room, arms wrapped around himself once more as he started to shake, whispering for help again. He felt so weak, so defeated, and thoughts started to swarm in his head that he didn’t want to think right now. He cried harder and continued to whisper for help, hoping that anyone would even come past his room and hear his cries.

Three hours had passed and you hadn’t seen Swiss the entire day. Everyone told you not to worry but you had a gut feeling. Something wasn’t right. Something was wrong. You were currently eating breakfast with the Ghouls and Ghoulettes before you quietly excused yourself from the table abruptly. Everyone watched you go but you didn’t care if they thought it was irregular behavior from you, you needed to check on Swiss now.

Winding down corridors and climbing up a small set of stairs you finally reached Swiss’ room, knocking gently on the door. “Swiss? Sweetie, are you ok?” You asked gently, hearing him cry out in response with the weakest ‘help me’ you’d ever heard from him. You opened the door quickly and saw him in his state. “Oh fuck…” You cursed.

You ran up to him and collapsed at his side, grabbing him gently and pulling him toward you. “Swiss- Lucifer loves me… What happened?!” You asked him, knowing you probably wouldn’t get a response in his current state. Swiss cried harder as he shook more violently, clinging onto you for dear life.

“Fucking hell-” You hissed as you scooped Swiss up completely and stood up. You’ve only seen this once before and last time you were quickly escorted away by Rain and Dewdrop so you don’t remember much of how Swiss was helped. “Satanas bless me!” You cursed as you made your way to the bathroom attached to Swiss’ room.

You always knew that a bath was one sure way to help the Ghouls and Ghoulettes whenever they needed any sort of help. You carefully undressed Swiss and set his pajamas aside before starting the water with your other hand, checking the temperature until you knew it was perfect for the multi-ghoul.

“Ok, Swiss, don’t worry, I’ve got you. I’ll take care of you,” You reassured him as you lowered him into the water. Swiss seemed to relax a bit once he was fully in the warm water and he held both of your hands tightly. “Pl-Please do-don’t leave m-me…” He croaked trying to lean against you. You moved closer to the bathtub and let him lean against you a bit. “Don’t worry, baby, I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

You spent a couple of hours in the bathroom with Swiss, letting the bath take care of Swiss a little bit before you eventually got him out, dried, dressed, and in bed. You immediately crawled next to Swiss in his bed and held him close, letting him curl up and snuggle into you as you gently rubbed his back.

His tail swayed side to side slowly before it eventually settled on top of your arm, the spade of it patting your arm gently as a small thank you for taking such good care of him. “I wish there was more I could do for you, Swiss, but last time they hauled me away and I couldn’t see what they all did,” You explained to him and he chuckled weakly. “Th-This is plen-plenty, (Y/n)… Thank y-you…” He croaked.

You two stayed like this for the rest of the day just holding each other and resting. Swiss eventually fell asleep in your arms and you sighed. “Good… He’s sleeping…” You whispered to yourself as you pulled the covers over both of you. “Satanas, I really hope he feels better when he wakes up,�� You sighed before letting yourself fall asleep as well.

Swiss was awake before you the next morning and felt a whole lot better. Before when this happened he was down and out for weeks until you were finally allowed to see him and within a couple of hours, he was feeling better. He had enough reason to think you were the source of his healing, the cure to whatever this was. If he had to guess, it’d be elemental struggles.

Swiss didn’t realize you had woken until you booped his nose gently. “Good morning, darling. How are you feeling?” You asked him, still half-asleep. “I feel much better, thank you, sweetheart,” Swiss answered as he pressed a kiss to your lips. “You gave me quite a scare yesterday, Swiss, I’m just glad you feel better now,” You admitted. Swiss smiled and nuzzled you with a gentle chitter and purr. “I appreciate your concern more than you may ever know,” He cooed.

You sighed gently and peppered his face with kisses, getting him to laugh weakly before you finally stopped. “I have to thank you, my dear, you really helped me out yesterday,” Swiss said after you seized your actions. “It wasn’t a problem, love. I am going to have a few choice words with the others though for telling me not to fucking worry…” You said, muttering the last part. The multi-ghoul chuckled and sighed. “I think my problem was element related… Everything was a bit out of sorts. But when you are around me…” He trailed off and you edged him on with a gentle hum. “Well… I feel every element thrive when with you.

246 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

#3

Five Days of Ghouls: I Burn For You

Hello hello! I would like to officially welcome you all to my take on a little October fic prompt: Five Days of Ghouls! I made my own prompts for each Ghoul and I'll post them for anyone else who would like to participate! As of today, October 1st, through October 5th a new fic with one of the Ghouls will be posted with a separate fic being posted on the 31st, aka Halloween! With each new fic the tags will be updated. And now, for today's fic, we have Dewdrop! I hope you all enjoy this little series! ------------------- Prompts: Dew- "I Burn For You." Mountain- "You are my earth." Rain- "My love for you is like an ocean… It's endless and deep." Aether- "I can feel my energy thrum when you are present." Swiss- "I feel every element thrive when with you."

Pairing: Dewdrop x GN!Reader Warnings: None Title: I Burn For You -------- Oh, how Dewdrop loved you. Whether he was staring down at you during a concert or spending quality time with you, he always felt a smile creep onto his face and a gentle purr rumble from him. He loved you so much, more than he could verbalize or show with actions. Dewdrop was zoning out again and you waved a hand in front of his masked face, snapping him out and bringing him back to reality with a small shake of his head. “Dewdrop? Are you listening to me?” You asked with a small smile. The fire Ghoul’s tail flicked behind him steadily and he nodded a bit. “Yes, sorry, I must’ve zoned out…” He sighed before sitting up straight. “What were we talking about again, my love?” You chuckled a bit and shook your head before looking back at him. “We were talking about Halloween and what the plans were! Or I was at least until you zoned out on me you silly Ghoul,” You teased him, causing his tail to shiver with delight. He quickly moved his hand behind him and smacked his tail in hopes to stop its shivering. When it didn’t he fully turned around and latched onto his tail, cursing under his breath and falling over as he struggled with his tail. The sight before you was certainly something to see and you couldn’t help but start to laugh. The big tough Dewdrop was fighting with his tail because it shivered and it was the most hilarious thing you’ve ever seen. This even beat the time you two went roller skating with the others and he wiped out and took down Swiss, Mountain, and Aether with him. Dewdrop, now fully wrestling with his tail, paused to look at you when he heard your laughter and his tail only shivered more. In one quick movement, his head snapped toward his tail and he chomped down on it hard. You watched him do this and doubled over onto the bed with laughter as tears streamed down your face. The fire Ghoul looked at you with a mouthful of his tail and you started to wheeze. Unbeknownst to Dewdrop, he looked ridiculously cute and funny and it just made you die laughing. Your arms wrapped around your stomach as you cried out in laughter. “I-I can-can’t breathe! Hahaha!” You managed to get out and it wasn’t long until the lights were covered by Dewdrop’s form hovering above you. A small chitter left him as he peered down at you and he grabbed you, holding you to his chest as purrs rumbled from him. Feeling the purrs you started to calm down before completely stopping your laughter, leaving you gasping for breath. “Satanas almighty… I thought you were going to die for a second with how hard you were laughing,” Dewdrop chuckled. “I thought so too, you were fucking hilarious! Fighting and wrestling with your own tail and then biting it? That’s top-tier funny, Dew!” You shot back with a playful smack to his shoulder. You felt something curl around your waist and looked down to see his tail had made a home there, for the time being, still shivering with delight. You looked back at Dewdrop and smiled. “Did you give up on your shivering tail?” You teased and he let out a small growl. “Yeah, Yeah… Save it for your comedy hour why don’t you?” He huffed as he nuzzled you gently, the purr growing louder and his body heating up slightly. These were moments you always enjoyed with him and you gladly returned the nuzzle. You leaned back into him and smiled gently, noticing the change in his body heat. You chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to his jawline. “You’re heating up, my darling,” You said. Dewdrop nodded. “Yes, I know,” He answered. “Why is that?” The fire Ghoul smiled a bit and rested his head on yours. “It’s simple. I burn for you, sweetheart.”

295 notes - Posted October 1, 2022

#2

One Of Us (Halloween Special)

Pairing: Nameless Ghouls x GN!Reader

Warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, poorly translated Italian

Summary: Halloween had fallen and you wanted to do something special. What’s better than dressing up for the occasion?

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You looked at yourself in the mirror as best as you could with your limited vision through the mask. Papa placed his hands on your shoulder as he stood behind you and gave you a smile. “Had I known better, you could pass as a Ghoul yourself, mio caro,” Papa said gently as he adjusted the steampunk helmet so it sat better and more comfortably.

You smiled and fidgeted with your fingers a bit. “I only have you to thank for this, Papa. Without you I wouldn’t have any of this,” You responded as you turned around and hugged him, the hug a little awkward at first because of the mask before you figured it out. Papa wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your helmet between your custom horns. “How could I say no to you?” He gave your back a few gentle pats as he let you hug him.

About a month ago you approached Papa while he was doing paperwork. The Ghouls were busy elsewhere within the Ministry and now was your only chance to bring up the brilliant idea for Halloween. When you arrived at his office you knocked the secret knock only you and him knew. “Come in, mio amato,” He answered. You opened the big doors and slid in, shutting them behind you and coming to sit in the chairs before Papa’s desk. “What can I do for you, il mio bambino?”

You heard Papa set his pen down against the desk as he shifted his attention to you. You looked into his eyes and cleared your throat. “Well, I wanted to ask something of you, Papa,” You started. He nodded for you to continue. “You see, Halloween is coming up in exactly a month and I’d like to celebrate it a bit,” You paused so Papa could speak if he wanted.

“What were you thinking, amato tesoro?” He asked. You smiled at the nickname and felt more confident about asking now. “I wanted to dress like the Ghouls for Halloween, Papa. Do you think that is possible at all?” Your leg started to bounce as a blush rose to your face. Papa smiled and nodded. “That is definitely possible. I’m going to make it possible. The Ghouls would fall for you even more, (Y/n),” He said before gathering details of what you had in mind and then setting up a time to get measurements for the outfit and helmet.

Two weeks later you were pulled back into Papa’s office to get measurements and you were nervous. Papa could sense it and didn’t leave your side as the designers got the measurements, talking to you the entire time and cracking jokes that made you laugh and made the designers huff. The designers eventually got the measurements they needed and estimated that the outfit and helmet would be done within at least six weeks. Papa counted in his head when that would be and nodded. “Thank you kindly, miei amici,” He said to the designers before they left, leaving you two alone. You stayed with Papa for a little while more as you discussed the final details you wanted for your helmet and outfit before leaving to continue your duties around the Ministry.

You had forgotten all about the costume (and it wasn’t intentional, those passing six weeks had been crazy for you) until Papa requested your presence in his office. When you stepped into his office and shut the door behind you he was standing behind his desk with a smile and his hands clasped together in front of him. “You called, Papa?” You asked as your head cocked to the side. "Sì, figlio mio,” Papa chirped as he reached under his desk and pulled a box up. He set it on his desk and patted the top of the box. “It’s here.”

A squeak escaped you as you came over to his desk eagerly, looking up at him. He opened the box and pulled out everything, laying them neatly on his desk as you watched with curious eyes. Once everything had been pulled out he moved the box aside. “There’s a bathroom behind me, go try it on! I can’t wait to see it, mio caro,” Papa ushered and you giggled, scooping up everything and rushing to try it on.

You had a decent amount of knowledge on how to dress up in the Ghouls’ concert outfits since you’ve watched and helped them before so when you came out after a few minutes Papa was shocked at first. When he saw you all dressed up, however, the shock melted away and was replaced with a warm, kind smile.

“Well, how do I look?” You had asked as you fidgeted with your fingers. Papa came over to you and you looked up to meet his eyes. “Just like a Ghoul,” He said. Beneath the mask, you smiled and you knew Papa couldn’t see it because of the balaclava so you pulled it down to show him your toothy smile. “The Ghouls are going to love it.”

And now, as you hugged Papa you let the memory fade into the dark once more to focus on the present. Papa pulled back from the hug and you did too. “Go on, go show your Ghouls. I would like to hear the details once everything is over,” Papa told you before patting your back once more. “Yes, Papa!” You chirped before leaving to go to the Ghoul’s den.

You made it to the Ghoul’s den quickly and slipped inside through the big doors, pulling them shut behind you and feeling something brush against your hand as you closed them. You grabbed whatever it was and pulled it in front of you as a stupid grin snuck onto your face. It was a tail. You could only assume Papa snuck in the tiny detail and you silently thanked him for it, personally thinking it was a nice touch.

Letting go of the tail you made your way down the hall and to the common room, peeking in and seeing your five Ghouls all sitting on the couch with their eyes glued to the TV screen with masks off and in comfy clothes. You pushed out any intrusive thoughts that might’ve been there along with fear and worry and readied yourself. You came into the room with your hands behind your back and posture straight with your head held a bit higher than normal. “Aww, how cute is it to see all five of you here in this one space? You didn’t even notice my entrance, did you?”

The moment those words left your mouth all eyes were on you instantly. You knew they didn’t recognize you at first because they all stiffened and Dewdrop bared his teeth with a slight snarl. You didn’t let your posture falter at that, bringing your hands to your sides as you tsked at him. You calmly made your way over to him, reaching him and using the fact that he was sitting to his advantage.

Standing over him you lowered your head just a bit to gaze down at your fiery Ghoul. “Now now, Dewdrop, that’s not the way to greet a lover, is it?” Rain was the first one to catch on and when he did he smiled and climbed over Mountain and Swiss to get into your view. Dewdrop bared his teeth once more and snapped in your direction before seeing Rain eagerly make his way over.

You spared a glance at Rain before turning to face him. “Rainy… My good Ghoul, my precious Rainy,” You purred, reaching a hand out to the water Ghoul who eagerly met it with his head and let you pet his hair. Rain peered up at you as his tail thumped against the back of the couch. “Hi, (Y/n)!” He chirped happily.

At the sound of your name leaving Rain’s mouth the other four’s faces contorted into surprise before a delighted smile. “There’s no way that’s you, (Y/n),” Swiss said with a smile. You turned to him and let your hand fall from Rain’s head. You pulled the helmet off and the balaclava down too.

“Holy Lucy, it really is them,” Dewdrop mumbled, feeling an embarrassed blush creep up on him for his actions. Mountain looked you up and down before nodding with approval. “You had me convinced, little blossom,” The earth Ghoul said.

You grinned and chuckled. “Well? I didn’t get this just to trick you guys. Go on, check it out,” You invited as you pulled the balaclava back up and slipped the helmet on once more. The Ghouls didn’t hesitate to get up and examine you, highly intrigued by the addition of a tail to the pants.

The Ghouls asked questions and you happily answered them, explaining the process and how Papa played a big part in it as well. When the question of the motive behind this came up you hummed. “Humans celebrate a holiday on the last day of October called Halloween. It’s tradition to dress up in a costume as something you like. This is what I chose. I chose you guys.”

It was silent for a few moments before all five Ghouls erupted into a chorus of awws. Before you knew it you were on the couch in the middle of a cuddle pile and you enjoyed every moment of it. You listened to the happy purrs of your Ghouls and nestled further into the pile.

Hours had passed now and everyone had fallen asleep in the pile except for you and Dewdrop. “(Y/n)?” The fire Ghoul asked as quietly as he could. You looked at him. “Yeah?” You replied with the same level of quietness. Dewdrop blew a kiss to you, not wanting to disrupt the pile by moving. You smiled and caught it with your mouth. “Look at you, you really are our little Ghoul now, aren't you?” He commented with a lazy and happy smile as he started to fall asleep in his spot.

You wiggled your arm out and held your hand out to Dewdrop who happily took it in his own. “Yes, Dewy. And I always will be your guys’ little Ghoul,” You answered. Dewdrop nodded and got more comfortable before yawning and letting sleep overcome him, not letting your hand go as he slept.

Sighing happily you looked over the Ghouls before shutting your eyes and letting your head fall against the back of the couch. “Happy Halloween, my perfect Ghouls. I love you all so much.”

361 notes - Posted November 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

How To Care For Your Tired Ghoul 101

Step One: Notice the signs. Are they cranky? Are they more clingy? Are they spitting fire, causing little earthquakes, making indoor rain showers, everyone seems to be super emotional, or all of the above? If you answered yes to any of these, your Ghoul is most likely tired. Step Two: Ask if they are tired. They might admit it if they're tired enough, but some can be stubborn and act like a child when asked. When faced with the second option, be kind and gentle, they'll eventually admit to being tired. Step Three: Remove them from their current situation/event. A Ghoul participating in a situation or event while tired can lead to catastrophe. It is in your best interest to remove them using any means possible. Cuddles/snuggles, kisses, massages, or warm baths are the suggested persuasion methods to remove your Ghoul. Step Four: Get them to bed. Once your Ghoul has been removed from the event/situation swiftly get them to bed. If you used a persuasion method to get them to bed make sure you reward them with it for being such a good listener. After all, good behaviors get rewarded. Step Five: Stay with them even once asleep. A Ghoul loves to be close to their partner and cuddle while asleep. They notice when you aren't there and will wake up cranky to search for you and bring you back to bed. Congratulations!! You have successfully learned how to care for your tired Ghoul in the proper (and recommended) way. Now, go check on your Ghoul, they might just be tired.

515 notes - Posted October 13, 2022

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[tetsuo-z]

• Side Story •

Pairings: Kaori x Tetsuo + Kaneda x Kei

Characters: Kaneda Shotaro, Kei, Kaisuke, Mizuki, The Capsules, and more characters

Summary: The Pocky game is always a good way to bond with each other. When Kaori saw Kei and Kaneda do it. She wanted to try it with her boyfriend.

Fluff and Sweetness and a bit SPICY 🌶️ >w<

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Kaori and Tetsuo was at Kaneda’s house. They wanted to hangout for a movie night, Kei wanting them to at least relax and not stress about other events.

Kaneda was the one that had picked a movie, he thought an action comedy would be good. Of course only for him and Tetsuo to really enjoy. Kaori is more of a romantic film kinda gal, the same as Kei.

Kaori didn’t mind though, as Tetsuo would endure the romance movies she would beg him to watch with her.

After awhile he gave in, and it’s been nothing but torcher for him and him making non-stop comments on it. As well as be embarrassed on certain scenes. Which Kaori thought was cute, and just enjoyed his company.

Kaori and Kei were in the kitchen making movie snacks for them. When Kaori went into there cabinet she noticed and open box of chocolate pocky.

Kei curious on what she was staring at. “Ooh the pocky’s are almost gone. You can have some if you want.” Kei smiled, finishing the snacks.

“No it’s fine, this is yours and Mr. Kaneda’s.” Kaori was about to put it back.

Kei chuckled, “Kaori it’s really fine, honestly. Kaneda only bought those to play the pocky game with me… Which is why we’re low on it.”

Kaori thought about what she said then looked into the box. Then blushed, making Kei laugh.

“Yeah, we did it a lot. Which would l-“

“Lead to a hot steamy makeout session with Mi lady.” Kaneda popped up in the kitchen, wiggling his eyebrows at his fiancé.

Kaneda grabbed the pocky, from the box and put it in his mouth. Facing Kei with a smirk, “haha really Kaneda, now?”

“Cmon just a little, I promise it won’t escalate.” Kaneda pleaded. When Kei gave in Kaori blushed walking out with the box of pocky.

Kaori noticed Tetsuo was going through movie selections, with Kai and Mizuki. Kaori was nervous and began fidgeting with the box, she wondered if Tetsuo would play the pocky game with her.

But there’s people around, and she knew he didn’t like displaying certain affections openly. Especially around his friends, then an idea came to her but she was still nervous as shit.

She swallowed it down, and approached Tetsuo. “T-Tetsuo?”

Tetsuo looked up at his girlfriend curiously, “U-U-Um… C-Can I talk to you a-about something privately?” Kaori asked, she felt like she was about to pass out from just asking.

It seemed liked Tetsuo was staring at her hard, trying to figure out what she wanted to talk about. He saw she was holding a box of Pocky’s and then looked back at her face that was super flushed.

Ah.

Tetsuo thinks he knows what she wants, “Okay.” Was all he said, before standing up.

Tetsuo told them they will be back. Kaori had something to discussed, he told them to not disturb them. In a threatening tone, before going to the guest room upstairs.

Tetsuo locked the door behind them, and sat on the bed and watching Kaori who was idle by the door.

“Are you going to come over here, or just stand there like a fucking statue.” Tetsuo smirked, he used his powers lifting her off the ground pulling her close and on his lap.

He wasn’t going to initiate it further than this, “So what did you really want to do?” Tetsuo grinned, looking at the box in her hand.

Kaori realizing her figured out what she wanted to do. So she thought she might as well go for it, before she coward out.

She grabbed the Pocky and put it in her mouth, turning to Tetsuo with a heated face. Tetsuo smiled at how nervous and cute she was acting, as if they never kissed many times. Sometimes it amazes him how flustered she become as if she was experiencing her first time everytime they interacted.

Tetsuo took in the other side of the Pocky. Both of them, taking a bite at the same time until there lips connected. To Tetsuo’s shock, Kaori deepening the kiss trying to take control. Which was rare occasions for her.

She opened her mouth to give him better access. She slowly wrapped her arms around him, Tetsuo was caressing her waist. One hand went to slid under her shirt, the other under her sweater. Finding his way into messaging her chest.

Kaori had very supple skin, it was very soft and delicate. Compared to Tetsuo’s rough exterior, she was warm and he always enjoyed how it felt touching his skin. Tetsuo eventually breaking the kiss, so they can both breathe… Mainly Kaori, she look like she was going to past out from lack of oxygen. But looking at her eyes, she was definitely enjoying it and the makeout session got her hot and bothered.

“S-Shouldn’t we go back… T-There probably w-waiting for us.” Kaori spoke in breaths, inches away from Tetsuo’s face.

“They’ll be fine, they can wait… How about we just finished what YOU started.” Tetsuo grabbed wickedly, he pulled her back into a kiss. It was rough but then turned into something passionate.

Tetsuo took her shorts off, and grind up his hard erection on her slightly soaking panties. Kaori moaned in the kiss, her hands made her way under Tetsuo’s shirt.

The makeout session turned into something more, and they didn’t want to stop right there.

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30 min later

Everyone was finally in the living room watching “Rush Hour”. Kai and Mizuki was sitting on the floor closed to the TV. Kaneda and Kei was on the couch, she was snuggled in his side, stretched out. Tetsuo and Kaori was on the chair, Kaori on his lap with a blanket over her. Kaori smiling enjoying the movie.

“Had a good talk.” Kaneda smirked at them.

“Mind your business and watch the movie.” Tetsuo retorted back quickly, Kaori just blushed and sunk further in the blanket.

Kei just chuckled to herself, from Kaori handing her an empty box of Pocky and how they would need to buy some more Pocky’s.

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I love writing stuff with them, Tetsuo and Kaori always deserve some more love. UwU

You can check out my main story on AO3 of Tetsuo and his return to Tokyo.

[wyverber]

Spoiled rotten

Nsfw content!

Gn reader, Mating press, Praise kink?

Sugar daddy? Established relationship

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He likes to spoil you since the they he confessed his love to you and you accepted. Buying you the thinks you lay your pretty eyes on, whether you need it or not. The exchange? Doesn't matter, 'thank you' sex or just your fingers on his scalp while his head is in between your legs.

That's how you exactly ended up in this situation. In a mating press on the couch, legs practically in your chest with how hard he's holding your limbs.

Tellin' you 'your my pretty baby' or 'mhm.. daddy/sir/master is makin you feel good, right?' and 'show me why I should spend my money on you, Darling' with his voice so smooth you can't believe he's blowing your back out. Always respectful towards you, out of and in bed, never degrading you. Only praises fall from their lips like honey and you swallow it up just how he told you to do.

Zalgo|Liu|Brian|Slenderman|Helen|

[haro0o]

It's his new way of sulking

It's been a very long month for the ninjas. Especially, Kai. And who could blame him?

The city & the ninjas get constantly attacked like they're walking hit targets.

Kai is always on the edge of having a heart attack every time his friends or sister gets hurt, which is VERY often thank you very much.

episodes of panic attacks every time the villain almost got one of the team kidnapped. Again, this is very common, especially in Lloyd's case.

And not to mention the bills for every DAMN property damage that he need to pay, really starting to regret taking the big brother role in this family.

But he didn't have time to sulk around when the team needs him to keep them out of trouble. Yeah, he does drive the team into trouble many times before but now he's matured and knows that he needs to keep this goddamn wrecked family in line.

He has done his best to calm himself. Such as training after making sure Lloyd meets his therapist(gods know that the kid needs it), cooking with Zane, or just listening to Dareth rambling about Ronin. He felt better after a few days.

Then it happens.

It was a beautiful day. The Sun is shining bright, with no villain or cursed artifact around. And some of the ninjas tried to enjoy it as much as they can.

Zane and Pixal have a nice conversation while monitoring the city, Nya caught up with Skylor on her way to the mall, and Kai is in the kitchen making some really spicy noodle soup for himself. Even Wu tried to enjoy the day by meditating in the nearby river. In conclusion, everyone is happy with how peaceful that day is.

‘BOOM!!!’

that is until an explosion inside the monastery. Kai was startled so much that he almost drop the noodle bowl in his hands. His head snaps where the sound from. Carefully put down the bowl and then started to run towards the source.

The only ninjas in the monastery are him, Cole, Jay, and Lloyd. And he'll be damn if something happens to either of them. A lot of smoke and dust come out from the bathroom, he quickens his pace as his ears caught a faint sound of Lloyd and Jay coughing.

When he enters the bathroom, Lloyd and Jay were coughing while also laughing. Not realizing that Kai was already there.

“That was epic,” Jay said as he clean up the dust from his gi. Lloyd grinds and playfully punches Jay’s shoulder.

“We need to clean this up, tho. Before Kai-” “Before I'm what exactly?” Both of them stop moving for a second before they turn around just to see Kai's darkened unamused face. The fire ninja took a few steps closer to the scene. He stops when he reached the middle of the room. The bathroom is a bit messy and full of small wood pieces, what really matters is the gigantic hole in the wall where the cabinet should be.

Kai looked at the hole in the bathroom wall with wide eyes. The whole was fairly huge, the size was as big as...a whole ass bathtub. He is pissed. Not surprised but pissed. He turns his gaze slowly at the sheepish-looking Lloyd and Jay, while Cole stands near the entry with a clear amusement on his face.

“How” his voice is low enough to make Jay shudder. Lloyd avert his gaze, instead deciding that the floor was more interesting than Kai’s glare. The silence only makes the fire ninja more irritated.

“Lloyd, answer me, how” it's not a question nor a statement. Lloyd knows better than to ignore that. Especially when Kai radiates a terrifying heat wave and somehow dark aura around him. Even Cole's amused face fell and decided to run off somewhere out of the rage’s reach.

“U-um we...try to see i-if we can recreate a scene in some comic book with our elements power” Kai took a long and deep breath.

“And you two think that the best place to do it is in the freaking bathroom?” the question was answered by a shy nodd from both ninjas. Kai looked at the damaged wall one more time. Blink twice, then proceed to take another deep breath. He looks at his guilty-looking brothers with a stern expression on his face.

Kai walks past them without saying anything further. That of course set off the alarm in both of their minds. They look at each other

“What the hell just happened?” Jay asks. Kai didn't even grumble as he walked past them earlier. And it's concerning. The Green ninja only shrugs as he is just as confused as Jay.

It's been proximally 5 minutes after Kai confronted them, and there has been zero yelling in the monastery. Zero! Zonk! Nada! And for that Lloyd gets a little concerned and confused. They were walking through the hallway when the said ninja comes across them, with a shovel in his hand, and completely ignored both Lloyd and Jay. Both of them look at him as he walks further. Like a shared mind, two of them decided to follow Kai like ducklings from afar.

They walk through the monastery entrance when they meet Zane, Cole, and Pixal on the way.

“Oh! Hey, Ka-,” Kai walk past them without a glance. All three of them watch as he goes with utter confusion. When Lloyd and Jay walk to them to catch up with Kai.

“Hey, Jay! What's going on?” Cole ask.

“Don't know man, we just following Kai since he's acting weird” Jay explain while still walking, followed by Lloyd behind him.

“He didn't get mad at us after the incident earlier, so we figured it was the best thing to find out what's going on with him,” Lloyd said. “Wanna come? The more the merrier” He offers as he followed Jay’s pace. Cole and Zane Look at each other, then at the group in front of them. The earth ninja sighed and decided to go with it.

“Zane you wanna come too?” the nindroid smile and nods but before he leaves, he looked at Pixal “Do you mind if you do the check out of the damaged tech alone for now?” He knows that Pixal is very capable of doing that, just he didn't want to bother her with his task.

Pixal, being the goddess she is, smiles and pats his back. “Go have some fun with your brother, Zane,” The said ninja smiled at her warmly. He proceeds to jog to catch up with Cole.

They walk for about 5 to 7 minutes to some random forest that they haven't explored yet. Cole whispered to Lloyd, “do you think Kai knows that we've been following him?” The question makes Lloyd look at the fire ninja who suddenly stops in a small field near a river. “I honestly don't know if he cares about that”

They watch silently as their brother began to scoop out some dirt, making a hole just 1 foot away from the river bank.

“Dude, Lloyd, I think Kai’s trying to punish us by burying us” Jay whispered. Lloyd shook his head frantically.

“No way! Kai wouldn't do that!”

“You two did quite a number on the bathroom wall tho”

“Cole! Shut up!”

“What?! I’ve seen it myself!”

“I think, Kai wouldn't bury the two of you.” Zane suddenly said, cutting the arguments between Jay and Cole. The three ninjas look at him with a confused faces.

“What do you mean, Zane?” Lloyd ask. Zane then points to where Kai is, “Kai stop digging after the hole is from what I’ve seen 7,874 inc. And it occurred to be Kai’s tall” the Nindroid explains. All of them looked at Kai and Zane was right. The fire ninja stop digging the ground after he dug up some good inches more. The ninja watched and wondering what the heck is Kai going to do with that.

The fire ninja drops the shovel not too far from the hole. Take off his jacket. Lay in the hole he just makes, face looking straight up to the sky, and hands resting on his belly. The ninjas look at each other once more, more confused than concerned.

“I'll text Nya about this-” Jay hasn't finished his sentence when suddenly Kai’s whole body was lit on a blaze of Fire. All of them yelp and shriek in surprise. Cole and Lloyd are about to make a run toward Kai when Zane absurdly holds their shoulders. Stopping their steps.

“Wait, Look at Kai” The nindroid once again points at Kai, who now looks like he's having a nice nap. While his whole body is covered by hot red fire that continuously flickers on its tips. The ninjas look at the phenomenon in front of them with awe and are absolutely dumbfounded.

“Guys! I get some info from Nya!” Jay shout-whispered to them as he didn't want to wake up the (probably napping) fire ninja. All the three remaining others look at him, waiting for an explanation.

“Ok, Nya said, and I quoted “Kai has a habit when he felt too stressed and what I mean really stressed, he'll dig up some hole for him to lay on it and won't move until either something happens or he’s done sulking.””

“Huh you learn new things every day” Cole replied.

“Did Nya say something about the firey thing?” Lloyd asked. Jay looks at his phone one more time before nodding.

“Yup. Apparently, it's his new way of stress-relieving” Jay said as he put his phone back into his pants. The three nodded then fixed their gaze on the napping fire ninja. They have seen enough and decided that it was better to leave the poor over stressed ninja there. And go back to the monastery.

Two hours later, Kai gets back to the monastery. He scowled at both Lloyd and Jay, calculating the bills to pay for the damage, and then eat his re-heated noodle soup.

[hex-the-vortex]

The Night That Changed My Life (MAIN PLOT)

➳ 3racha x gn!reader (Separate fics later on) Felix x gn!reader(Platonic)  ➳ College AU! ➳ WARNINGS!!-  fighting, blood, bruises, I.N getting bullied :(, cursing, everyone’s idiots, Changbin dislikes reader.  ➳ WORD COUNT- 1472 words (whoops?) ➳A/N- Hiya! Kai here. Hex and I have an idea of a “Make Your Own Choice” story! At the end of this, you can pick Chan, Han, or Changbin (when we post them, please give us time to post it). The only warning I have for Bang Chan’s separate fic will be spicy  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). Anyway, enjoy and wait for more fics from us! Feel free to request things as well! Wait, you don’t know what to request? It’s okay! Here is my masterlist, and here’s Hex’s. Feel free to request on this account, or our separate ones! That’s all. Have a lovely day, and enjoy!  I walked away from the receptionist, thanking her. The lady was so nice showing me where my room was. Moving into a new college is a lot of stress, so her calming me was so sweet of her. As I was walking to my dorn, someone bumped into me from behind. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry!” he said, bowing. I shake my head ‘No’ but the words just wouldn’t come out. Finally, he looked up when I was finally able to get words out. “No! You’re fine! I understand. I’m a slow walker with all of this luggage,” I say, laughing a little bit. “Do you need help with anything?” he said, putting his phone in his pocket. “Oh no! I’m fine. I’m almost at my room anyway.” I say, smiling at him. He nods and apologizes again. Before I can answer, he leaves. I sigh and walk to my new room. 

I took my key and unlocked the door. As I walked in, I saw a blonde-haired woman who smiled sweetly at me. “Hi! You must be the new roommate? I’m Jeongyeon, nice to meet you.” she said, putting her hand out. I take her hand and say, “Hi, I’m [Y/N]. Nice to meet you, too.” We let go and she continues. “Do you need help unpacking? I can help unpack a few things before I have to leave for class.” she starts grabbing a few stuff from my hands. “Oh no! I don’t want to keep you from class. You don’t have to do anything. I’ll be fine.” I say, shaking my head. She smiles and nods her head. She waves at me and walks out the door. I look down at my suitcase that had a few tiny boxes on top of it and got to work. 

As I unpack, I play some music and I plan what I am to do afterward. I settle on taking a small tour around the school. I set the boxes near the trash when finished with them. Now, unzipping my suitcase and putting things in my dresser drawers as I dance along with the music. Putting the last of my clothing away, I turn off the music and head out the door, locking it before making my way around the school. As I enter the west wing hall, I see the boy from earlier getting his shit rocked. Since he was so polite, it only felt right to help. “Hey, what the hell are you doing,” I push him and shout, balling my fists and raising my arms to protect my head, ready to swing. We fight and I, inevitably, lose. Managing to only obtain a black eye, busted lip, and a bloody nose, I make sure the familiar boy is intact. He shows me where the nurse’s office is and I treat both our battle wounds. “Thank you, for this. Would you like to have lunch with my friends and me?” He asks. I agree, as I am new and know no one. 

As we walk to the lunchroom, I ask for the boy's name. “Oh! Silly me. I’m Jeongin!” he said, taking his hand out. “I’m [Y/N],” I say, taking his hand and shaking it. We walk into the lunchroom and it’s crowded. Jeongin squeezed my hand, which I was still holding, and he drags me to a table. I see seven other men, who were concerned as soon as they saw us. Well, not for me. “Jeongin, are you okay?” “Jeongin! Oh my god! My baby’s dying!” “Jeongin! Again?” He sighed and looked at me. I shrugged and he looked back at them. “Hey! I’m okay. I didn’t get hurt as much as usual…” he said, which made me sad. Knowing this is a regular thing is heartbreaking. One of the men at the table looks at me and squints his eyes. “Jeongin… who’s that and why are they hurt?” Jeongin looks at me and his eyes lit up. “This is [Y/N]! They helped me with the fight. They didn’t win, but I still owe them for stepping in. So I brought them here with me!” he said, smiling brightly. I wave at them, and they wave back.

They all introduce themselves and we all start to conversate. I immediately became close to Chan and Jisung, but one person caught my eye. He wasn’t conversating with me at all, not even looking at me. I looked over at Chan and whispered, “What’s wrong with him? He’s been ignoring me since I got here.” He looked at him and sighed. “Changbin is skeptical of you. He hasn’t told me why, but just know that it’ll take a while for him to open up,” he said, shrugging. I scoffed and looked back at Changbin. I caught his eye for a split second, as I sat my stuff and self down, and he turns to talk to Felix almost immediately. I giggle to myself and turn back to Jisung. 

“So, [Y/N]. What do you major in?” he said, propping his head on his palm. “I’m a psychology major. What about you?” I say, smiling. “I’m an art major! Psychology seems hard. Is it?” “Well, no, not really. When you know what you’re doing,” I wink, “Can I see some of your art sometimes?” I continue, bringing my hands together. He nods his head but then stops. “I… don’t have anything on me.” he awkwardly chuckles. When I was gonna reply, the bell rings. Jisung looks at me apologetically. I sigh but get up. “I’ll be going back to my dorm. My official day is tomorrow, so I’ll see you guys then!” I say, waving at them as I walk away back to my dorm. 

I reach my destination and realize I left my key.  I quickly walk back down to the lunchroom in hopes of finding my key. I find that my key is not there. I hope that someone from the group picked it up. As the panic sets in, I start to run to my door. I wait for Jeongyeon.  

She arrives and lets me in the dorm. She lets me in and asks me what happened. I explain what happened to my face and key. She helps me find the boys to see if they had picked up the key. Felix had picked up it with the intent of giving it back. 

I smile at Felix and take the key from him. “Thank you, Felix. I was really worried someone stole it, so glad it was someone I knew who took it!” I say, laughing a little. He chuckles and before he can answer, Changbin yells at him. He looks at me and rolls his eyes. Felix looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for his behavior. Just be patient, alright?”  I smile softly at him and nod. He waves at me and runs to Changbin. Jeongyeon looks at me and raises her eyebrows. “What’s that all about?” she says, in a teasing voice. “Well, Changbin kinda hates my guts, so oh well,” I say, turning back to my dorm to go inside. 

I lay on my bed exhausted. I mean, I’ve walked around a college, unpacked luggage in said college, talked to a bunch of energetic boys, and I lost my key. I need rest. I looked at Jeongyeon -who was on her bed- and made conversation with her. “So, how was it being surrounded by the school’s favorite boy all day?” She asked, smugly. “What do you mean by that,” I wonder. She replied, “Oh, nothing,” and went along with her day. 

After a few months, we all got along pretty well. Well, everyone except Changbin and I. The school year is ending and we still don’t get along. I don’t know what I did to him to deserve this type of treatment. I start packing up and getting ready to move dorms, as it is the end of the year. I walk to my new home to put things away and I run into Jisung. “If you’re going to be my roommate, this is gonna be a fun year,” I tell the kind boy. He responds, “I hope so,” with a small smile. 

We schedule a movie night with all the boys. At around 7:45, Hyunjin finally arrives. I open the door for him. “I had shit to do! Why was this a last-minute thing?” He accuses. “Cry about it, sweetheart,” Changbin chuckles. I make my way back to my seat between Chan and Felix. Felix sets the popcorn on both our laps. As a jumpscare approaches Chan wrests his arm around the backside of the couch. Felix and I huddle closer together for emotional support. As the jumpscare appears on screen, Felix and I jump and popcorn goes flying.

[realcube]

video games + blowjob 🎮

characters: bakugo, kirishima, sero & kaminari

tw// oral (giving), swearing, fem!reader, nsfw - minors dni

all aged up!

katsuki bakugo

♡ bakugo only finds the time to play video games once every millennia 

♡ most of the time, he’s working, training or spending time with you 

♡ also he only plays when the bakusquad arrange a time + date on the gc bc - he’ll never admit it - but he misses talking to them and playing like he used to, so the occasional Battlefield call they have really triggers a sense of nostalgia for all of them

♡ but the calls usually last a good while though lol - minimum 5 hours

♡ usually you let him be and don’t bother him during his calls bc you know how rarely he gets to call his pals but one day, he had been teasing you so much leading up to  his call - leaving you extra needy - and you couldn’t really help yourself

♡ so you snuck into the study room while he was playing, starting off by giving him a light massage which he enjoyed but the problem arose when you slowly got to your knees and began pawing at his sweatpants

♡ that’s when he noticed that you dressed up in your best lace for him too, which made him hard lol

♡ at first he looked pissed off and tried to ignore you but he kept losing focus on the game, his mind brimming with all the things he wanted to do with you

♡ eventually, he gave in and briefly muted his mic to hiss in your ear, ‘fine. but if you make a single fuckin’ sound or try to tease me, i’ll fuck you for all of them to hear, kay?’

♡ you simply hum in agreement before pulling both his boxer and sweatpants down without hesitation, then getting to work

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bakugo growled deeply, at both your expert mouth movements around his hard member and at the shitty orders kirishima gave. “ ‘over here’ ? where the fuck is that?” it took an embarrassing amount of effort to suppress his moans while said that.

but he wasn’t all to blame. as you made it a point to deep-throat him as soon as you thought he was going to open his mouth to say something. 

“what happened to you, bakugo? you’re so quiet! is everything okay?” mina offhandedly pointed out while heading to the ‘over here’ that kirishima described. although you couldn’t hear what mina said since bakugo was wearing a headset, his reaction was enough to amuse you. 

bakugo snarled, immediately barking profanities at her, “shut it, pinkie! nothing’s fucking wrong! now get back to shoot-” he realised he was on the verge of climaxing so he desperately went to mute is mic before letting a moan escape his lips as he slumped back into his chair in pure bliss, his eyes rolling back into his head slightly as faint pops could be heard from his sweaty palms.

something about the pleasure you worked so hard to bring him an shot an indescribable sense of euphoria through his body, hence he reached down to ruffle your hair without averting his eyes from the screen. “good girl. now scram.”

eijiro kirishima 

♡ again, he doesn’t really have time for video games; his main priorities are work, training & you 

♡ but sometimes video games can fall into the ‘you’ category bc occasionally he asks you to play super mario cart, animal crossing, wii sports etc with him

♡ the only time he plays video games without you is when he plays with the bakusquad on the arranged date they planned

♡ but before the call starts, you can tell he is really tense by the way he is biting his nails so you inquire about it and he kinda just gestures to your new - rather revealing - pyjama set then at his throbbing erection

♡ and ofc being the supportive gf you are, you offered to give him a blowie

♡he loved the idea but at first, he was kinda worried that he might get caught since he is usually very vocal during sex so obviously it’d be hard to just...stop

♡ however you reassured him that he’s manliest guy you’ve ever met so he’d definitely be able to resist a few moans

♡ so he came around quite quickly lol

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“come over here quickly!” kirishima commanded proudly into the mic, a wide grin spread across his face at not only how good you were making him feel, but also at how well he was repressing his moans and the praise he so desperately wanted to give you for sucking so skilfully.

he had to say though, the amount of energy it was talking him to do all of the above was enough to leave him exhausted to the point that the game was just a blur of background noise. and the bakusquad could tell something was wrong as usually kirishima has the best aim out of them all but he has yet to make a single headshot.

although his eyes were glued to the screen, his mind was fixated on only you and how good you made him feel. as he approached his orgasm, he simply let his eyelids flutter shut as he focussed on the little movements you made; your tongue rubbing the underside of his cock, your occasional desperate attempts to deepthroat him, the way your lips wrapped perfectly around his girth, how you resorted to using your hands to take care of the parts of his length that your mouth couldn’t fit. 

“good job.” he hummed his praise for you as he felt you helplessly try to take him into your throat once more before he was ready to cum but the moments leading up to his high were interrupted by a “thanks, man!” from denki which made kirishima’s eyes widen before he hastily muted his mic, allowing himself to orgasm in your mouth from there and let out all the loud moans he had been hiding. 

“thanks, baby.” he said, slowly feeling the post-cum ecstasy fade as he leaned over to press a gentle kiss on your forehead, proceeding to slap his hand over your mouth as he noticed you were about to head in the direction of the bin. “swallow it.”

hanta sero

♡ since sero became a pro-hero he definitely plays way less video games than he did before but he didn’t quit

♡ but whenever he does play, you’re either on his lap or giving him a blowie 

♡ so needless to say, this wouldn’t be your first time sucking him off while he played

♡ anyway, y’all were getting ✨spicy ✨ one day until he realised that he had a call + battlefield scheduled with the bakusquad

♡ deadass he was kissin’ down your neck while rubbing circles on your clothed clit until he just faltered like ‘oh shit i’ve got a call with ‘em today, don’t i?’

♡ DFRGTHYJU you were livid >:((

♡ bc he had got you all riled up and now he was just gonna leave 😩

♡ you asked him if he could skip the call just this once to finish what he started but he was like ‘bros before hoes’ while putting on his headset 

♡ but being the generous king he is, he unzipped to allow you to give him a blowie while he played 

♡ at first you were all pouty bc he should be the one giving you oral but once you realised that it was his offer or nothing, you begrudgingly got to your knees and began 

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“eijiro, cover-- eijiro! kirishima!” he yelled into his mic, clearly getting riled up from the high action of the game and the matching high action of your mouth. “hellooo? you there, man? oi, i think kiri ‘s afk.” sero reasoned, looking at the frozen figure of his teammate. 

he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat so he couldn’t help but look down at you, shooting you a cocky smirk instead of the moan you were expecting. he knew what you were trying to do but he wanted to make it clear that it wasn’t going to work on him.

sero had lots of practise at choking back moans and hiding orgasms so it was going to take much more than deepthroating to catch him off-guard. 

he momentarily muted his mic so he could instruct you to go deeper while simultaneously grabbing fistful of your hair to force you to deepthroat him once more, bringing him much closer to his orgasm.

eventually, he suddenly reached his climax but you didn’t allow him to mute himself; you wanted to see him struggle. but unfortunately for you, it was hardly an issue as by now, he was used to cumming silently. but you forgive him as the faces he mada are enough to make you wet as hell.

“alright, mr tough guy.” you purred in his ear, muting his mic for your sake, “let me ride you. let’s see how quiet you can be then, hm?”

challenge accepted. 

denki kaminari 

♡ probably still plays video games a lot - even when he gets a job as a pro-hero

♡ but mans still got his priorities straight so if you ever approach him while he’s playing, saying that you’re feeling a bit horny, he’ll quit real quick lmao

♡ and a video games session with the bakusquad is no exception

♡ you’re feeling horny just thinking about the way he ate you out last night so you told him you want to return the favour as you watch him put on his headset

♡ you knew this was a special time with his friends though so you would’ve been too hurt if he said no but ofc he gladly accepted your offer

♡ but he still wanted to play though so he was a bit conflicted for a moment or two until an idea struck him

♡ ‘just blow me while i play, babe!’

♡ to say you were confused and a little concerned would be accurate, so you inquired further to make sure that he was 100% comfortable with it and he’d deal with the repercussions of a slipped moan 

♡ he seemed confident that it wouldn’t happen though - a little too confident. but this stemmed from the fact sero had told him that he lets his girl suck him off while he plays video games and nobody ever notices. but kaminari didn’t realise that sero’s impressive ability came from years of practise.

♡ you obliged though, happily setting yourself on your knees in front of him and taking his length into your mouth 

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“thanks, man!” kaminari exclaimed cheerily, a bright smile spread across his face; partially due to his teammate’s praise but mostly how he’s made it so long into the call without a single moan despite the fact you were making him feel so good down there.

however, as you looked up at him and observed his cocky smirk, something snapped inside you - as it reminded you of the grin he wore last night that you got to see when he’d occasionally pull away from your soaking cunt for air. hence, you recalled how much of a tease he was yesterday and how it pissed you off to no end.

so now that he was sitting submissive to your touch in front of you, why not take your revenge?

your neck slowly retreated backwards to the point where the only thing connecting you to kaminari’s cock was a string of saliva, to which he instinctively whined, “hey! w-why’d ya stop?” completely disregarding the fact he forgot to turn his mic of so mina replied, “who stopped what?” out of confusion.

kaminari’s eyes widened and his face flushed in a way that brought you great amounts of satisfaction, so for being good entertainment, you rewarded him by unhurriedly enveloping his cock with your mouth once more. 

“oh, nothing!” kaminari choked back a moan, realising that his high was fast approaching so he acted accordingly, going to mute his mic, “one second gu-- ah~” the front is cock was finally  - and suddenly - welcomed into the walls of your throat, followed by rapid thrusts which was enough to result in an irrepressible groan escaping his lips.

luckily, his finger found the mute button before the bakusquad was forced to listen to the rest of kaminari’s orgasm. “fuck, baby~” he groaned, tossing his head back in pleasure as his hips jerked back and forth and before he knew it, he was at his climax. out of habit, he yanked his dick away to cum all over your face and chest, barley able to see the masterpiece he created through his heavy lids.

once he finished, he looked down at you with a proud smile, drool staining the corner of his lip, “always so pretty for me~”

[ayamturd]

flight│quackity

summary: a late snack run turns into a fun ride; in other words, sleep deprivation and a shopping cart equals helpless giggles and scraped knees

warnings: minor injuries, slight blood descriptions, fluff

pairing: irl cc!quackity

a/n: here’s my sleep deprived, crack continuation of my quack fic payment :P

huge warning in and of itself that it is not edited

wc: (1.3k) - m.list

payment - pt one

Hugging the tub of ice cream close to your chest, you bounced your head to the old song, its tune outdated and staticky on the store speaker. 

Quackity continued to push you in the cramped shopping cart, your lower half completely incased with various snacks and packaged foods. While the trip was originally your idea to satisfy your own guilty pleasures and inability to sleep, dragging Quackity along only fueled your lack of self restraint considering he was now the one adding in the irrelevant items in the cart. 

“Babe,” you called out. Quackity gave out a low hum in recognition that he heard you, his gaze still focused on the shelves of the aisle. 

“Are you sure you want to get these Takis? You’re not exactly one for spicy food.”

He pulled the cart to a sharp stop, the halt jerking you forward as you barely managed to grab onto the sides of the metal basket. Quackity looked at you in disappointment and gestured widely to the snacks you currently sat in. 

“Don’t tell me you’re going to start judging me for my snack choices when you’re the one who’s getting a majority of this shit.”

Your jaw dropped in disbelief, and you quickly narrowed your eyes in turn. The sight alone made him gulp when realized his mistake of questioning you.

“Excuse you. I’m only concerned for your pain tolerance considering how pitifully sad you handle spice. If you wanna judge me then I can just as easily bring you physical pain, since you’re being so insistent right now.”

Eyes wide, Quackity started at you incredulously and shut his mouth close. He barely managed to blink until he attempted to smoothly recover from your none subtle threat. 

“Have I ever told you how much I love you and your snack choices?”

You rolled your eyes and turned before he could see your eased smirk, shaking your head lightly while simultaneously throwing the obnoxiously bright purple bag out of the cart. 

“Mhmm.”

After almost two hours alone in the empty store, both Quackity and you were able to agree that you finally finishing your entire sweep around the entire store and decided to pay. 

Although there was no possible line to stop you, you pulled on Quackity’s sleeve as you  approached the only checkout open, the tired employee sitting against the counter with his head on his hand on the verge of falling asleep after watching your silly antics as his only source of entertainment. 

“Wait, Alex, before we pay, is there anything else we could be missing?”

Quackity gave you a deadpan expression as his only response, words unnecessary to express how stupid your question was in the first place. You nodded immediately with close eyes. 

“Yeah okay, good point. Let’s go already.”

As you began the consuming task of placing each item on the conveyer belt, you attempted to turn it into a fun game when tossing the snacks rather than placing, still sat in the cart crossed legged. 

You got arguably pretty far until the cashier had enough of your game and glared harshly down at you, his glasses reflecting the store light and amplifying his lack of patience so early in the morning. He was no doubt payed too little to deal with people like you. 

With a guilty grin, you slowly placed the last bag of chips for him to scan and waited for Quackity to pay. 

“Will you be needin’ a bag?” the man asked in a dead, monotoned voice. You furrowed your brows and looked to Quackity to respond, his own eyes squinted considering the amount you both purchased and were hypothetically expected to hand carry home. 

“Nah, we’ll be fine,” Quackity pushed off, his tone obviously sarcastic. Whether or not the cashier picked up on his joke or not was at a loss to the couple as he nonchalantly ignored it overall. 

“‘kay.”

He swiftly handed Quackity his spare change without looking, and gave a loud yawn before shoving the purchased snacks away from him. 

“Have a nice night.”

Unsure of how to proceed, you pushed your lips together and decided to take it upon yourself to gather the food in your arms, lifting them in your chest and plopping down with them on top of you. 

Like he could read your mind, Quackity wordlessly pushed the cart away with you in it, away from the counter and through the automatic doors of the store. Without as much as a thank you, you both speed away when the worker noted your departure. 

“Hey, now wait a se—”

Giggles soon turned into cackles as Quackity hurried his pace. As you rode over the small bump of the entrance, you screamed with excitement as you raced against only yourself on the asphalt road, stolen cart in bound. 

Quackity pushed off with his dominant foot and stood on the lower ridge, his added weight yet powerful force quickly increasing your speed down the small hill. 

Together, you yelled at the top of your lungs from the weightless feeling of flying, gravity free of its hold on you and you clung onto the snacks in both fear and exhilaration. Quackity’s warm breath radiated near your left ear, his loud shouts smothered by the wind you were catching as he leaned forward in suspense. 

You flew as far as the hill could take you, until a sudden pothole broke your lifted flight. Like Icarus himself, your risen flight was tragically cut short. 

The front wheels of the tiny cart twisted unforgivingly before snapping upon impact with the small ground cavity, launching you both mid air without the freedom to glide gracefully. 

Landing hard onto your hands and knees before tumbling out, you didn’t realize you held you breath from the anticipation until you were letting out heavy chunks of air from your lungs, the intake harsh and winding to feel. 

You were numb and still buzzed from the adrenaline, eyes wide while unsure of what to think of your current status. 

Sprawled slightly a few feet away from you, Quackity’s own exhales joined yours for what felt like minutes before he sat up. He looked at you in panic, suddenly realizing the possibilities of your own injuries in spite of his. 

“Are you okay? Can you f—” your chuckle interrupted him, arm raised to cover your eyes from the kindhearted pureness of his concern for you over his. 

“Yes, Alex. I’m fine, perfect in all honesty.”

As you laid there with your arm still over your face, you felt Quackity slowly make his way over you, his presence hard to ignore no matter how silent he tried to be. Peaking an eye over your arm, you were met with his huge beam, cheeks full by the pull of his mouth and delighted expression. You rolled your eyes from his cheerfulness, but didn’t dare try to hide your own smile.  

“You’re ridiculous.”

Without a beat, Quackity refuted your admittedly true claim. 

“And yet you love me still.”

“Can’t argue with that.”

Bonus:

“You didn’t tell me you were fucking bleeding??”

Quackity rushed forwards to hover over your knees, the wound covered in sparse blood and bits of the asphalt imbedded into your skin from the impact. 

While you were in immense pain since the throbbing numbness faded, you only grinned brightly from the cause and reached behind you. 

“No worries, babe, ice cream will save the day.”

You placed the wet condescension of the ice cream tub against your skin with a hiss, tears leaking from the harsh stinging you faced from adding pressure and a change in temperature to the sickly warm cut. 

“See?” you asked, with a wavered smile and clenched teeth, “all better!”

Quackity stared dumbfoundedly at you, giving quick glancings to the now bloody cardboard in your shaking hands and your unconvincing smile. 

“That’s disgusting.”

“I know you are, but what am I?”

“…really?”

“I’m bleeding out, give me a break.”

tags! - @notphilosopherstudentblog @mitzimania @basilly @inniterhq @forutheworld @esylwen@sleepysoupi @mayasimagines @dysfunctionalcrab @strxbrymilkkuu​ (feel free to send an ask or comment to be added!)

[hotgreenteea]

Katsuki cuddles, because it is late and I could go for some cuddles rn

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou/ gn! reader

Warnings: soft! Baku, total self-indulgence, mentions of the reader having a bad mental health day, spicy noodles.

"Hey, can I come in?"

You hear harsh knocking on your door with a few seconds' pause to listen for a response.

Whatever you might try to say ends up sounding like a mixture of a sad whine and grumble, to which you hear a faint "tch" and the sound of your doorknob twisting.

Light streams into your dim room, a tall shadow with spikey hair appearing on the wall before the door is closed, and you are both submerged in the darkness. The pink light from the salt lamp at your bedside slightly illuminates the objects around it.

The room is quiet, minus the muffled volume of music coming from the headphones that you've taken off. Neither of you talks as you shift slightly under the covers. You feel the opposite side of your bed dip as Katsuki sits down with a small huff of breath.

"You didn't come to class today."

It was just a statement, but you could tell there was an underlying question of "are you okay?".

You knew the answer to that question.

You hear a sigh as Katsuki sits on your bed, the mattress sinking around where he sat.

Katsuki kicks off his slippers and pulls the hoodie he was wearing over his head before tossing it gently to your side like an offering.

You turn your head to look at the black hoodie resting on the blankets draped over your hip. You reach for it. Your hand and arm feel like they are ten pounds heavier. Your fingers were swollen from dehydration.

Katusuki watches your slow movements, examining your face, seeing how the salt lamp illuminates the streaky tear stains of your cheeks. The bags under your eyes look darker without more light to show your features.

Slowly you pull the hoodie over your head, popping your head out and adjusting the torso. You are enveloped in his scent, and it warms you like a fireplace from the inside out.

"Have you been here all day?"

You nod slightly, not quite looking at his eyes but examining every feature of his face.

He sighs and shifts his position, holding his arms out for you. You lean, flopping into his arms. You rest your head on his shoulder as you put your weight onto him.

"all just got to be too much for ya, huh?"

You hum a response, nuzzling into his neck.

The past few days have been overwhelming. Aizawa didn't let up on the workload one bit, and training had been difficult and frustrating. You felt like you were hitting a wall with the progression of your quirk. Your workload was bearing down on your mental health. Waking up and seising the day just wasn't on the table.

You felt devoid of emotion and full of it at the same time. You felt gross in your skin. Like you wanted to take it off like a piece of clothing to reveal this determined and confident person you strived to be.

"Did you take your meds today?"

You scrunched up.

"...Did you eat?"

You hesitantly shake your head no. It made you feel sick. Nauseous and Uneasy, expecting him to scold you and yell at you. You felt selfish for taking this time for yourself and letting yourself drown in depression and anxiety.

He pushes you away from his shoulder. For a second, you fear he is upset at you. Until you look up and see that he has a soft expression on his face.

"Let's make you something to eat, then we can figure out what else is going to make you feel better, 'kay teddy?"

You feel like melting. It's not often that you see Katsu in such a soothing and soft state. He, more often than not, will dote on you gruffly, grumbling to himself as he helps you with homework or caring for yourself.

You nod, rubbing the drowsiness from your eyes as you stare at his hand, outstretched for you to take. Slowly, you take it, and he leads you out of bed, out of your room, and down the hall. You take the stairs, slippers scuffing against each step, he doesn't let go of your hand, he holds it like something delicate, sturdy but not hard.

Katsu lets you take your time, he waits more patiently than ever, not complaining, not calling you names, not grumbling to himself. It's almost offputting how sweet he is being. He settles you down on the living space couch, dim side table lights illuminating the area.

"Ramen alright with you?"

"Hm?"

You look up at him. It's the first he's spoken since you got downstairs. He clears his throat and repeats himself.

"Is ramen okay? I have a stash of spicy packs in the cabinets, I'll make us some."

You nod your head, showing him your first small smile of the day. He responds with a gruff nod and hum of approval, before kissing you on the forehead. Katsu walked past you towards the small kitchen.

It's quiet, and you sit comfortably on the couch, laying your head against a throw pillow, a knit blanket tossed over your body. You listen to the sounds of Katsuki cooking. The occasional clatter of metal against the grates of the stovetop. the sink tap. the pour of water and shake of seasoning packets.

Time passes slowly and with it, the intrusive thoughts slowly subside. Katsuki finishes cooking and walks over to you with two bowls in his hands, two pairs of chopsticks clutched between his hand and the side of one of the bowls. He sits down carefully, offering the bowl to you to take.

You lift your head from the pillow, looking at the bowl being offered to you. Your nose had cleared from all the snot left over after the tears stopped, it felt like all of your senses were heightened. You saw the steam rising from the bowl of noodles, the smell of tangy spice tingling your nostrils.

You take the bowl gingerly from Katsuki, taking the chopsticks he offers next. as he starts picking away at his bowl, you carefully clutch a few noodles in your chopsticks, lifting them, watching them unwind from the tangle in your bowl.

You both sat there in silence, minus the sound of the slurping of noodles. Katsuki finishes first, placing his bowl on the coffee table. He sighs and proceeds to lean back on the couch, resting his arms around the back cushion of the couch, his left arm comfortably wrapping around your shoulders as you finish your bowl.

"Thank you,"

"Huh?"

"Thank you,"

"For what?"

"For caring,"

He huffs, "That's my job, idiot,"

You let out a soft chuckle and he smiles at his comment, you lean into him.

"Finished?"

You hum a yes, he takes the bowl from you and places it next to his. You draw yourself closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Let's do something tomorrow, ok? Just you and me."

"Like what?"

"Whatever you want, teddy," He mutters into your ear as he plants a few soft kisses on your head. You reply with a soft 'ok' and let out a sigh as he peppers your head with kisses.

You two stayed there for a while, a small conversation being exchanged between both of you. Not much needed to be said. Katsuki understood how your mind worked, how much you struggled some days. Most of all, Katsuki was willing to listen to you when you needed to talk or needed him to give you space. After all the shit you've dealt with, you finally felt like you were able to heal your inner child with Katsuki, no matter how long or short amount of time it will take.

a/n

didn't really know how to end this one but it's been such a long time coming!! I really needed this kind of comfort a few months ago, so honestly, it probably would have been more helpful if I had posted this before I really needed to reread it or anything. oh well! at least I posted it!

I hope you have a lovely day

all the love,

- BB🍵💖

tags!!

@katsukichu 💖💖💖💖💖

love u bby!

[peanutpinet]

Lucas (mafia leader) x Reader (female)

A/N: I had this thought for days now and was like, ya know, just let it out. This is my first NCT (?) WayV (?) fanfic? Scenario? Yea XD For those who have read my past fanfics/scenarios, you know how horrible I am in explaining XD but yea, essentially I just imagine that you, the reader are a uni student whilst Lucas is part of the NCT mafia, "leader" of the WayV unit (I know Kun is technically the leader, but just for the sake of the story), okie, leggo

Sighing in defeat, you gathered all your books, stationery and some clothing before sneakily going out of your dorm and to your boyfriend's apartment since he gave you the spare key, saying that it was for emergencies or whenever you wanted to come over.

After texting Lucas that you were heading to his apartment, you went to grab a cab and head there. Truth be told, you never really went there and only got the address from Lucas. Which is why upon arriving, your jaw nearly dropped when you saw his apartment; even making sure whether the address Lucas gave last time was the exact one and making a mental note to yourself to look up things beforehand.

Upon arriving, you felt like you just came from the countryside to the big city. You went to the front desk and inform them who were you looking for, handing in your ID card and was immediately directed to the elevator, one of the securities pressing the highest floor of the elevator and left you in the elevator on your own.

Just when you thought that it couldn't get any fancier, the minute you stepped out of the elevator, you were amazed at the decor and the fact that there was only one door made it even grander. Taking out the key Lucas gave you, you were actually hoping that it wasn't the correct one and Lucas just sent you the wrong address but as it turns out, the key fits and you took a deep breath, walking into the room.

But on Lucas' side, he actually didn't receive your text message. So, the second he heard someone coming into his suite, he was already reaching for his gun because he wasn't really expecting anyone to come. But as soon as he heard your signature nervous voice, he felt relieved but worried at the same time. Did something happen to you?

"Lucas? Ar-are you in here? The people at the front desk just directed me here. I uh sent you a text" you called out

"I'm here sweetheart. Now, what brings you here at this late hour? Is there anyone I should be concern with?" Lucas stated, coming out of his bedroom

"Huh? Wow. I mean, no. Sorry, it's my first time here. I uh, I was just wondering if I could stay for the night. The dorm was so loud that I couldn't study nor sleep" you admitted, trying to avoid eye contact with Lucas, thinking that it was a lame excuse to come over

"Of course you can. I gave you the spare key for a reason, didn't I? Uh, sorry about the mess and all. I didn't expect you to come. I didn't receive any messages. C'mere sweetheart" Lucas mentioned, giving a hand motion for you to go to him

"Really?! I could've sworn I...(looks at your phone) I forgot to click the send button" you sighed, hitting your head as you went over to Lucas

"Hey, hey. Don't do that. You'll hurt your brain even more. No harm sweetheart. My place is yours. Come. I'll order some McDonalds as well if you'd like" Lucas cooed, bringing you into his office

"Damn. Two desktops?! Bro and this processor is the latest one?!" you commented, placing your bag down and immediately inspecting his desk

"Sometimes I play some games with the guys. Feel free to use it if you'd like. Lemon tea or coke?" Lucas asked, scrolling through his phone

"Lemon tea, no ice. It's worth the money better. Are you sure I can study here? Am I not disturbing you?" you questioned, sitting on the chair

"Not at all, sweetheart. It's almost 10pm. I'm done with work. You're free to use my computer. I've ordered your favourites already. I'm going to go for a shower for a bit. Feel free to turn on some music as well, alright? And please don't study for too long. I worry you'll hurt that gorgeous head of yours" Lucas chuckled, kissing your forehead before leaving you in his study room

After settling, putting on some music with your account (which was already in Lucas' Spotify), you grabbed your books and stationery then started to study for your finals. In the midst of it, you heard Lucas coming in with McDonalds; wearing a plain T-shirt and sweats.

Because there was only one chair in his office, with your consent, Lucas placed you on his lap as he was feeding you McDonalds whilst scrolling through his phone, occasionally leaning his head on your back as he does so.

After finishing the food, Lucas was about to get up and cleaned up so you could study a bit better since he knew you didn't like a messy space but when he felt your head slightly leaning backwards, he questioned whether you were already sleepy or not.

"What's wrong love? Tired?" Lucas murmured as he placed his chin on your neck, wrapping his long arms around your waist

"Huh? Oh? Sorry. I didn't realise I was leaning back" you yawned, scrubbing your eyes but Lucas stopped the motion

"Don't. Your eyes will get irritated. I think it's about time you sleep, hmm?" Lucas commented, tucking a hair behind your ear as he kissed the side of your cheek

"Hmm. I guess so" you sighed, leaning onto Lucas's chest

"Alright princess, let me just shut everything off. Kay, let's go to bed" Lucas chuckled, carrying your small figure in his arms and tucking you into his bed before going to the other side of the bed

The next morning, you were woken up by the sound of your phone's alarm but just stayed in bed whilst scrolling through your phone until you realised that you had exams that starts in 45 minutes. Immediately, you got up and went back to the study room to grab your clothes, without even calling out to Lucas and head to the bathroom to get ready.

After getting ready, you were so ready to rush out the door and call a cab until Lucas finally called out to you. Once you told him that your exam was starting in literally 15 minutes, he just chuckled and told you that he'll drive you there; which was a first since all this time, you guys just have dates near your campus since your dorm had strict rules and Lucas would just walk you there (A/N: how you guys met is a story for next time, lol).

After packing some food for you, Lucas grabbed his car keys in one hand and your hand in the other, making your way down to the parking lot where your jaw also almost dropped again since the car Lucas owned is probably enough to pay your whole entire undergraduate life.

Whilst in the car, Lucas told you to eat so you wouldn't be hungry during the exam. He also mentioned that he'll come to pick you up to celebrate finishing your finals since he knew that you've been stressing over this last final for weeks; saying that he'll treat you out.

Once you've arrived, Lucas pulled you to give a slight peck on your forehead, encouraging you to do well in your finals and that he'll see you right after you're done. You smiled and thank him. Getting out of the car, you saw nearly the whole campus that was by the front gate staring at you; even your friends were stunned before rushing to you, managing to get a glimpse at Lucas who just smiled before leaving.

"Gurl!! I knew your boyfriend was hot, but well off? You definitely hit the jackpot!!" one of your friends blurted

"Sis!! Can we save the conversation for later? I need to get this exam over with first" you bargained

"Okay, okay, good luck with your exams!! I'll see you later!!" your friend exclaimed as you went to your exam hall

Thankfully, the exam wasn't as hard as you'd thought. You didn't know if it's because Lucas actually helped you study since he actually knew the subject or something else but you were glad to finally be done with it. After the exam, you got a text from Lucas, saying that he'll be running a bit late which you didn't mind. Your friend, who was also done with her exam, came to your exam hall and didn't spare a second before plastering with all sorts of questions.

Asking you where you've been the night before since you weren't at your dorm; and when you told her you were at Lucas' place, she squealed, asking if you guys did anything spicy which you immediately cut her off, saying that you just went there to study because the rooms near yours were getting too loud and rowdy.

You also explained how kind and caring Lucas was; despite the amount of work he had to deal with, he was still soft when it came to you. Ordering your favourites from McDonalds, letting you just barged into his apartment whenever and even using whatever he had; hearing this, all your friend can do was just squeal, saying that Lucas was the perfect boyfriend.

And right on cue, Lucas texted you saying that he's almost at the front gate. Your friend saw your smile and teased the heck out of you before letting you off just because she supported your relationship; knowing that you had a rough past and it was nice to finally see you happy with someone; someone that genuinely cares about you.

But of course, life ain't that easy. Because just as you were skidding along the halls to the front gate, you accidentally bumped into someone and dropped your phone. You immediately apologised about to get your phone when the person you bumped into stepped on your phone. Looking up, you met with the campus' miss popular with her boyfriend.

"Can you please let go. I really have to go now" you sighed, looking up

"Can't your boyfriend get you another one? Oh wait, is he the one that you're meeting? Honestly, I dunno what he sees in you. Oh wait, I think I do. He's probably just in it to play around or probably did it because of a bet" the girl scoffed but you were just not having it and shoved her feet off, nearly falling if it weren't for her boyfriend being there

After getting your phone, you were about to make a run for it before she grabbed your hair, pulling you back and making you fall; calling you names and all. When you got back to your feet again, she nearly slapped you when you got ahold of her hand about to push her back when her boyfriend came and took your hand, twisting it behind your back, allowing an opening for her to get a good punch out of you.

It felt like forever since you were trapped between the two "bullies" of your campus and for Lucas, it meant something was wrong. It's been almost 30 minutes since he arrived and called you but there was no answer at all. Frustrated, he called Winwin to track your phone as he went in to find you; thinking that you were held captive by one of NCT's enemy.

When he did see you, he felt a slight relief that it wasn't one of NCT's enemy but he was still very much pissed at the sight. When the girl was about to hit you for like the 15th time, Lucas grabbed ahold of her arm, throwing her to the floor before looking at her boyfriend who turns out to be one of the bartenders in one of NCT's bars.

"B-boss..." the man stammered, letting go of your hand as you almost dropped if it weren't for Lucas catching you

"You better come to work tonight. We'll have a lil discussion about respect? Hmm? Make sure everyone comes. Or I'll just have to report Taeyong about this" Lucas growled, making the man cowered in fear

"N-no sir. Everyone will come tonight" the man stuttered as Lucas stood up, holding your figure firmly in his arms

"Good. Wouldn't want to make a big deal out of this hmm? Oh, and do bring your girlfriend while I take mine to treat the wounds you both caused" Lucas scoffed, bringing you out of the campus

Once you've reached his car, he gently placed you and put your seatbelt on before going to the driver's seat. Once he was in, he called Kun, telling him what happened and that he's planning to have a meeting later tonight in the bar. After the call, Lucas took your hand in his, stroking your knuckles as he drove back to his apartment.

Upon arriving, he helped you get out of the car and into his apartment. Inside, he brought you to his room before going to the bathroom and grabbing some medicine for your bruised face and cut on the lips. Lucas treated all your wounds as gently as possible, worrying that he might accidentally hurt you, treating you as if you're as fragile as an egg.

After he was done, he threw all the cotton buds and ordered some food for the both of you; knowing that you will tell him whenever you're ready. He put his hoodie onto you before bringing you to the living room to cuddle and just watch the whole day. Occasionally, food will come and it was all from your favourite restaurants.

After the next 5th Disney movie ended, you told Lucas that you wanted to take a shower and he told you that you can borrow any of his clothes. He even said that he'll run you a bath but you told him that you were just going to take a light shower which Lucas didn't mind. Whilst you were showering, Lucas prepared a T-shirt and shorts along with the hoodie you were just wearing.

After your shower and putting on the clothes Lucas prepared, Lucas came and redid the medicine on your wounds before going back to watching some heart-warming movies on the bed. Feeling better, you decided to tell Lucas what happened and whilst it seemed that he was calm, his mind was off wondering the endless possibilities of teaching the two that harm you; whether it'd be physically or mentally.

Either way, Lucas listened to all your rambles, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, leaning you onto his chest, giving kisses on your forehead, cheeks and occasionally your neck, chuckling when he saw you flustered; basically making you 10x better, treating you like a queen up until you fell asleep.

When you did fall asleep, he gently tucked you into bed, kissing your forehead, smiling at your sleeping figure before leaving the room to the bar where he was more than ready to make the two-person harmed you suffer; not forgetting to ask Hendery and Yangyang to come over to watch over you.

"Sleep tight sweetheart. I'll be back before you know it, alright? No one treats my queen like trash and gets away with it" Lucas mumbled, kissing your forehead as he left as quietly as possible

and let's just say that everyone in the bar that night experienced a side of Lucas that no one would like to see or hear ever again.

"Try and lay a finger on her again, I won't be so nice next time" Lucas scoffed, seeing all the staff looked down, especially the two-person who hurt you

A/N: I hope that this was alright but yea, this fanfic has been stuck in my head for days