#idk if I accidentally answered this private lemme know | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

noritoshiikamo · 3 years

Note

Idk if requests open but can I make a request of Sukuna scouting out a new virgin student (of age ofc) that he fucks and impregnates and they return two years later with twin girls and the student hates Sukuna with a passion?

itadori yuuji x human fem!reader x slight sukuna (yuuji endgame) "do you still keep count of my sins? will your heart ever forgive my skin?" tw not so heavy sex, dubcon, accidental pregnancy, suicide ideation tagging: @booksweet @fushigurocockslut @lazy10ieiri @sassyeahhhh @cotton-curse @thevoidwriting @dukina @miss-ryomen @megumifushi @duskamethyst @t-tatsumaki @haikyutiehoe heads empty just word vomits, shit just made sense in my head but idk fjrbfhrhjrb just lemme okay

- from me, to you

“slowly, please!”

your pleas went from his ear to another as you felt his bulbous tip stretched the first ring of your tight muscle. you were introduced to everyone as a family friend of yuuji and every since that the curse residing in the body of the pink haired boy has been obsessed with your existence. you thought you were kissing yuuji, you swore it was yuuji that was undressing you, running his tongue along your spine as he pushed your back down, hoisting your hips upward. it was until you were startled by how cold his hand was on your waist, his heavy breathing down your neck and the poking of its sharp claws- claws? you want to scream but the hand clasped around your mouth, muffling your scream.

"tsk, tsk, not yet," your eyes shut as you felt his hot tongue tracing your jaw, "not until i'm in you."

"s-sukuna," your voice muffled, "what's happening?"

your hand scrambled to find whatever within your reach to cover your body but his hand was faster as he caught your wrist. your face warmed up, you were bare from chest to waist, leaving only your skirt on.

this was all for yuuji, you were saving yourself for yuuji since high school, even after he left you for some private school that his late grandfather had arranged after his death. you met him again after a few years, during busy hour of train ride. you had work in kindergarten, becoming a full time teacher while yuuji did something- his words not yours. you found yourself every morning eager to meet him on train, it had became a thing until he boldly asked for a date. before you know it you were dating. the secret of jujutsu world came heavy on you as yuuji explained the cursed residing his body, it made you worried.

everyone can see it in your face; gojo, megumi, nobara, nanami, literally everyone but yuuji who was too in love with you. but just as how yuuji had accepted you as you, you learnt to love him as he is. sure, sukuna has ruined a couple of your dates, switched mid kissing because he was 'curious' to how does it feels like to kissing a human- but you've accepted yuuji as he is.

with or without sukuna.

this was supposed to be your special night; it was one night you prayed to god for luck. but the only one who answered was the devil and he's tracing his tongue down your chest to your shaven pussy. drowning you in kisses and empty promises before tossing you on all for, aligning himself to your entrance. you missed yuuji, his warm touch and his sweet praises but what greeted you was sukuna's rough grip as he split you in half. you had never felt like this before, it was different from your fingers, or yuuji's or his tongue, the stretch was painful and unbearable. you let out a choke sobs as he started to move, giving you no chance to adjust.

"it's okay, it's okay," your eyes flew open, you thought it was yuuji as your head tossed back only to be greeted by his red eyes. sukuna grimaced as he grabbed her cheek, his fingers slipped in your lips, pressed onto your tongue with his claws so close to your throat. you shook your head as the pain started to become pleasurable, you fought to muffle your moans, you know somewhere in his brain, yuuji is watching. you gasped, your boyfriend is watching.

"stop-stop please, yuuji."

"yuuji will not have any memory of this if you let me have you. it's not fair for yuuji to only have his fun with you," his voice came out soft, yet there was no good intention behind it, "i love you too, you know?"

you shook your head, the proclamation of love sounds too much like yuuji. "don't let yuuji knows, please. i'll do anything." if anything sukuna was an honest man, with a kiss on your lips, yuuji had quieted down in his head, eyes shut lulled into dreamland. the pain build up in your chest, you couldn't help the tears spilling down your cheeks as another moan escaped your lips. you beat yourself inside for enjoying it too much. his tongue darted out, capturing the salty droplet on your face. your body shuddered when you suddenly felt your belly tightened.

"i-i want-" you choked out on your moans.

"hold it, i want to feel you tight cunt milking me when i cum," sukuna hissed, tightening his grip around your throat, "you'll cum when i tell you."

"i can't hold it, pleasepleaseplease."

you cried out as his thrusts became faster and faster. his grip on you were bruising, you let out more screams as you clawed on his hands, fighting the intense burning as he slammed his pelvic forward until he let a loud groan. you followed soon, the familiar welcoming feeling of orgasm rushed through your body, your eyes fluttered as you struggled to fight your consciousness. you could feel his warmth spurting inside your wall. guilt washed over you as your lips moved to call for him meekly.

"baby," your heart fluttered, arms around your tightened, it was nothing but the familiar warmth of your lover, "baby, did i hurt you?" turning around, it was just yuuji's soft doe eyes looking down on you. sukuna is long gone. you couldn't even think of a word to say as his thumb caressed your cheeks. you sighed in relief, shaking your head pulling him for a kiss, "you could never hurt me," you said shakily, lips trembling as you offered him a reassuring smile. you spoke of the truth, yuuji would never hurt you, never in a heartbeat. you were glad sukuna had kept his promise, yuuji had no memories of what had happened.

to him, you and him did consummate the relationship.

it pained you to see yuuji apologized for the bruises he had left. kissing it and caressing it with such upset as you stand under the hot steamy shower. he washed you gently, he couldn't stop smiling. when he tilted your chin up, your heart broke as he muttered his love and devotion for you.

"i love you, y/n."

you couldn't bring yourself to answer his devotion; your guilt could never let you speak of the words freely. but you did. your arms snaked around his neck as you buried yourself in the crook of his neck, you prayed that he will be able to forgive you.

"i love you too, itadori."

you didn't know how you managed to integrate back into your normal life. you felt like a cheater. you didn't deserve to be the center of yuuji's wide smile. you didn't deserve his warm hugs as he waited for you by the train station, you didn't deserve his kiss or his attention. you wished he had made a mistake so you could use it against him. you couldn't sleep at night, you're fucking your job up and you're missing your period.

it'd been a month since you last got your period.

uh-oh, your period is late this month!

you stared on your phone, staring at the notification from your application that tracked your cycle. fear washed over you as you tried to rack out the memory of that night; did yuuji/sukuna put on a condom? your hand trembled as you felt your chest tightened. not like this, god please not like this, your mind raced. your thoughts halted when a fight broke off at the back of your class as your students argued over a pencil. despite the heavy wave of panic surging through your vein, you swallowed your pain, forcing a smile as you broke the argument apart.

you swallowed the same pain as you smiled at the cashier with your eyes, placing a couple box of pregnancy tests on the counter, opting to pay cash and prayed no one recognized her through the mask.

you swallowed the same pain as you stared at four positive pregnancy tests sitting on the sink of the train station while waiting for your train to arrive, you don't have strength to do this at home as you muffled your scream. you washed your face, wrapped the pregnancy tests and tossed it in the trash can. with trembling hands shoved in your coat you headed to the track. you watched as your feet edged closer to the yellow line.

maybe- maybe just one more step closer.

you contemplated but before your could move forward, the loud whistling of the station guard startled you. the train is coming. the train stopped and you boarded inside. you bit your lips as you brain numbed itself. you need help. you pulled out your phone and scrolled down the contact.

i need help, the first text went through.

y/n? sure, is yuuji troubling you?

can we meet? and can this stay between you and me? yuuji can't know, you replied. you heard the conductor announcing your stop. you braced yourself as the train halted into a full stop. you eyed for a reply, the replying bubble bounced as the recipient typed his reply. you sighed in relief as his reply went through.

friday, 3 pm. cafe xx.

you pocketed your phone just as you went up the stairs. yuuji had been waiting for you like he always do. "hi, baby. i got take outs waiting at home," you couldn't help but to smile as his arms went around you. you could feel tears prickling in the corner of your eyes as you inhaled his intoxicating scent. you'll miss it.

"you must have had a busy day that you forgot about it," he muttered as he gently caressed your back, "happy anniversary, y/n."

you broke the news first to yuuji's closest father figure, nanami. his first response was to shut up. you were shocked. "we can't do this here. we need to get gojo and utahime. you need shoko to reconfirm everything," nanami stood, fishing for a couple of yens, tossing on the table before he led you out of the cafe. you sat in his car in silence, eyes bore down on your phone. the screen lightened up as it vibrated.

emergency, had to go to kyoto in two days, take care, ill be back soon, i love you was the content of yuuji's text.

"i told gojo to sent him away. if you are pregnant, we need to take a step back," nanami explained as the car came to stop. you could feel your world crashing down. it was hard to explain everything that had happened to you in front of gojo, utahime and shoko. there were no judgement passed. utahime held you as the sudden wave of nausea hit you. shoko had confirmed your pregnancy by both blood and urine tests.

your world are complete crashing through.

"what are you going to do?" gojo finally asked, "we don't know whether this baby is either yuuji or sukuna's."

"don't be stupid, of course it's still yuuji's," utahime cussed at the white haired man, "it's yuuji's body, sukuna's a cursed spirit, he doesn't have physical body." that was some sort of a relief for you to hear but still; this baby wasn't made by you and yuuji. "i want it gone," you whispered through your gritted teeth. you looked up to the sensei with the begging look in your eyes. "please, i can't."

"y/n it's still yuuji's you have to think it through," nanami tried to reason. the baby, after all, is still the innocent one here. you shook your head as you let out a pained scream. you pulled your knees to your chest with your face buried in it as you rocked yourself back and forth. "i'm scared. i-i can't tell yuuji about this," you choked out, looking up to all of them, "you have to help me, in any ways, i'm begging you."

hence the plan.

you stared around your apartment with dull pain in your chest. yuuji picked this one years ago because it has balcony for you both to sit and cuddle when rainy days come. he promised you he would built a small garden for you but you never got a chance to that. you stared at the pictures along the wall, the unfolded clothes on the sofa that smelt too familiar. there was this morning's cups of coffee still in the sink and you remembered the leftovers in the refrigerator. you could almost hear yuuji singing in the bathroom as you marked your students' papers in the living room, you could almost see the days where you held each other after a rough day, slow dancing to the song of thunder and rain.

how could you leave this all?

"the flight is in 4 hours. we should get going to beat the traffic and get you something to eat," gojo's voice broke your thoughts. you handed the man the two suitcases packed with a smile. "i'll be right down," you muttered with a smile, a silent cue for gojo to leave you for a second. you need some time to say goodbye. with the shut of the door, you were alone now. you put the letter on the table right were yuuji could see.

"i hope you can forgive me, yuuji," your voice echoed the apartment. you could never do this right in front of his face, you were almost glad you didn't have too. it made it easier for you to shut the door behind you and walked away. gojo drove you to the airport. you said your goodbye to everyone, handed your immediate resignation letter and now you're staring at the plane ticket gojo bought. the plan was to disappear until you had the baby and then utahime will take it away and maybe integrated it into the sorcerer's family.

"maki would love to adopt a child. maybe gojo could too, he has been doing this with the fushiguros."

you rested your head against the window as exhaustion hit you. today had been a rough day. one second you were in kitchen with yuuji, enjoying your breakfast and later you are about to flee the country. "do you think i can call yuuji before i board the plane?" you asked hopefully. you could already hear the no from the strongest sorcerer so it was shocking to hear his agreement instead.

"i don't know why you're expecting me to say no. if it's up to me, i would love for you to stay. yuuji would love to have a family with you, he would be so supportive, that's yuuji." you nooded as you let out a choke sob, gojo is right, yuuji would bent his back for anyone, especially you. but the burden and guilt you carried felt like it was too much for your boyfriend to handle. "it would be unfair to him," you decided against calling for him.

this is your punishment, you have to deal with it.

it's your second year in america now. and you're going home soon.

you stared at the sonogram as the pilot announced that they'll be landing in few minutes. that was the only thing left behind of your pregnancy. all you know were the gender of the baby which is a girl and it was healthy and perfect. you didn't realise it wasn't as easy as you thought when you had to let her go. the months of solitude had made you realised how much you loved the babies.

babies.

no one realised it until you felt the second wave of contraction that it was a pair of girls. one of the babies cried in your arms when it came out, another in utahime's arms. she had flew over to help you with it. your locks were too light for you to even determine the colour yet but she had your eyes. you spent few days breastfeeding it.

"are you sure you want to give it away?" utahime asked as she watched you cradled the baby to the chest. she knew she shouldn't ask the questions when you're such in fragile state, but she knew you loved the girls. "i can't be a good mother, plus i can't keep milking off satoru, i have to come home soon," you both laughed.

"you know, he still hasn't stop looking for you," your smile died. you looked down on the little fingers wrapped around your massive finger. that's your yuuji. "tell him i'm fine. tell him that- that i'll be home when i'm ready. tell him i'm sorry," you kissed your babies' heads, as tears started to pool in your eyes. "m'sorry okay, you need a better home," you smiled painfully as you handed the babies away.

"you let me know any time if you want to see them okay? the family taking in them are a close friend. they are happy to care for them until you're ready."

you stared at the line at the customs. the question has been running in your mind; are you ready? you turned new phone on. no one knows of your new phone except for the one you trusted with, so it was odd to see a message from an unknown number.

im in front of the gate

maybe it's gojo's new number. after all he's the one bringing you home. you pushed your one suitcase through the wave of busy crowd. you craned your head around to look for the tallest man with the signature white puff on its head, only to be met with a familiar pink hair. you could feel your blood ran cold. it's him. after 2 years of your sudden disappearance, here you are standing in front of each other.

"y/n?"

you felt shivers running down your spine with the gentle way your name rolled off your tongue. itadori yuuji looked almost the same as he did before you left him except for the scar in the corner of his lips. his hair is longer now, slicked back with random strays down his forehead. he has eyebags that matched yours, he had been sleepless since you were gone. your brain racked for something to say; a greet, an apology, beratement but what came shocked you.

he couldn't help it when he pulled you in, lips first. it has been 2 years since you left him, it was 2 years of carrying humans in you alone for them to leave you, going out of your mind, falling apart. "yuu-" you voice trembled but he hushed you, shaking his head as he deepened his kiss. you weren't sure to what game gojo was playing when he send yuuji to pick you up, but it was a dangerous, risky game. "why did you leave me like that?" he asked painfully, his fingers caressing every corner of your face. you lost a lot of weight from the pregnancy and years alone. you've changed but so is he. you felt tears prickling in the corner of your eyes and you muttered the only words you could think off.

"i'm sorry."

he shook his head, laughing half heartedly as he wiped your tears while his own smeared on his cheeks. "no, i'm sorry. you needed me but i didn't even realised it. you should've talked to me. you should have tell me something, i could've help," he loomed closer, thumb running along your bottom lips. you know he couldn't, there was nothing he could've done to help you years ago. you weren't sure if yuuji knew the truth or not but with his arms around you, you weren't sure if this was the right time to tell.

the apartment looked different that when you left it. sure, it left a bitter taste of that one single memory in your mind but it still had welcomed you home well. you realised that some thing had changed. "when you left, i had to do something from losing my mind. kugisaki and fushiguro helped me redo the apartment," you heard his footsteps as he pushed your suitcase into the room. it was more alive than before. you smiled as you opened the sliding door, he had turned it into a small garden. "you made me a garden," you said, fingers brushing against the growing vines. "just like you wanted. i figure it would bloom right on time just incase you decide to come home," he leaned against the door frame. you couldn't help but to pluck the ripe tiny tomato from the plant, it tasted sweet and juicy as you expected.

"thank you."

his smile grew, "i redo our bedroom too. come," he held out his hand. you didn't hesitate a bit. the room is brighter, you didn't know how he did it but it's connected to the other room that used to be empty now turned into a walk in closet. "i don't-it was kugisaki's idea. the closet," you opened the light and walked along the carpeted floor. your old clothes were hung opposite to his own. there's a small vanity at the end of the room where your old, probably expired skincare sat collecting dust. what attracted you the most was the framed picture of you two years ago. you turned around and he smiled as he inched forward.

"i don't know how will i ever make it up for all the pain i've cost you, but i promise i'll make it up to you in any fucking ways-"

yuuji hushed you, brushing the threatening tears away from your eyes, "you came back to me. that's enough. what more could i asked for?"

you had a new job now. and itadori yuuji? he's your loving, devoted husband. "you're a flight risk, i can't risk losing you anymore," you rolled your eyes at him when he proposed to you. you said yes, married each other quietly before breaking the news to everyone via text as you both got drunk in the comfort of your home. it has been a year since your return. you knew yuuji is raging ball of baby fever ever since your closest friend gave birth. ironic. how would you ever break the news that he is a father? you never ask utahime what happened to the girls. you weren't sure how will you react to it. do you dare break a family apart for your daughters you never knew of?

"i think i want twins," yuuji startled you one day as you washed the dishes.

"twins?"

"a pair of girls," the pink haired man winked as he strutted away, leaving you wondering. the baby fever died and you haven't heard any mention of it until months later.

it was a normal sunday morning when yuuji drove you to the jujutsu high. maki and nobara had returned back to tokyo after years of abroad. they were the only one you hadn't met since your return and you've missed them. "they had two girls," yuuji grabbed a hold of your hand and brought it up to his lips, gently kissing the knuckles. it peaked your interest. "they had twins? how?"

"adoption. they said the adoption isn't finalized yet, they are still waiting for the mother's consent. they are really beautiful, they reminded me of you," your heart skipped a bit. you fidgeted silently on your side as utahime's words invaded your mind. the one adopting your twins is a close friend. by close friend, does she mean nobara and maki? does yuuji know? questions after questions barged your mind.

"you'll love them," yuuji flashed you a smile as he dragged you up the stairs. you could hear the playful scream of children and the familiar panda's voice as loud thudding echoed the ground. your heart swell as you stood on top of the stairs. "papa yuuji!" one of the children screamed and you watched as the girl jumped straight into his arms. you hid your trembling hands in your pocket.

"who is this papa yuuji?" the child asked, looking shyly at you who's kneeling beside him. you held out a small bar of chocolate; same one you always liked your whole life. yuuji caressed the girl's cheek, "you can call her mama y/n. right?" the last question was meant more for you as you nodded. "sure, you can call me mama y/n, sweetie." the girl smiled widely, it was odd how much she reminded you of well, a younger you. the girl glanced at yuuji before back at you before jumping straight into your arms.

"hello, mama y/n," she giggled, her arms tightening around you. when she pulled back, you recognized her eyes. you remembered years of memory, post labour when you hold your small bloodied child to your frantic chest. you realised it's the same eyes you're looking in. "who's this papa yuu?" her twin asked, jumping curiously into yuuji's arms. you caught his eyes and he shoot you a reassuring smile. "that's mama y/n. the one i've told you about. go say hi," he nudged the other one who shyly shuffled towards you.

the twins didn't understand why you were staring at them tearfully. they are children, all they could do were offered you a hug. "can we play together later, mama?" you nodded, quickly brushing the tears away from your eyes, "sure. we can, go ahead i'll catch up."

yuuji's arms came next as he wrapped himself around you. "they grew up so well, don't they?" he whispered into your ear as his hand gently ran up and down your back. you bit your lips, stifling your cries as you let out a choked up apology. "don't worry about what kind of mother you were years ago, worry about now. worry about how are we gonna fit two grown up children in our shitty apartment," he chuckled as he cradled you closer, "they are not gonna remember what happened 3 years go but they'll remember what will happen now. but no pressure, whenever you're ready. wherever they are, be it with you and me or kugi and maki, they are loved and cared for. i promise."

"maybe if you sleep on couch, we can fit them on the bed," you joked, wiping the corner of your eyes with the sleeve of your jacket. his eyes widened, you could almost see the joy in his eyes as you nodded. "i'll sleep on the balcony if i have too. as long as i have you and them," his lips brushed gently against your forehead as his arms tightened around you.

"we'll make it work right?"

he reassured you with a smile and a nod, "like we always do."

567 notes · View notes

skiesofthesketchy · 4 years

Text

Unsend {1}

JJ Maybank x reader

Summary: You accidentally sent your nude to your friend lol.

AN: Hi! Ummm... I wrote this. Idk lemme know if you like it and if you’d like to read a part 2!! Me.. over here obsessed with JJ baby. Ok thanks for reading love you :)

Warnings: lots of swearing, somewhat explicit descriptions, a smidge of blackmail...

Word count: 2.9k

Part 2: Send It

***

It was one of those days where you weren’t feeling particularly great about yourself. Nothing specific was the cause of such feelings, but today you just felt... bleh.

Your rattiest pair of sweatpants adorned your legs and you wore an extra large shirt on top. Your hair was pulled into something that sort of resembled a bun, your face was covered in a mud mask, which looked and smelled gross, but the packaging said it would make your skin soft. You usually didn’t mind your appearance, especially when you’re just lounging around at home, but today you didn’t feel pretty.

Pretty is not the most important thing in the world. Still, it felt nice to feel pretty.

This led you to go through some of your old photos. It always made you happier to look back on some of the amazing memories you’d made. Scrolling through your camera roll on your phone, you found pictures from instances you had totally forgotten about. Your heart melted when you clicked on one of you and your friends.

It was the first day of summer, and your squad spent the entire day surfing before hanging out at the Chateau afterwards. John B. and JJ had grilled up some burgers while you helped Pope make a fire in the yard. Kiara had been the designated DJ of the night, which was her excuse for not helping with dinner. You all sat in camping chairs and hammocks as you ate and listened to music, talking and laughing about anything that came up.

It was a pure moment, and you smiled at the photo. You had insisted on taking a picture to commemorate the amazing day, the first day of a wild summer ahead of you. You had set your phone on the porch with a timer, and yelled at everyone to quickly pose. They were already standing in somewhat of a formation, and as you ran to them to get ready for the picture, JJ grabbed you by the waist and spun you around so that he was holding you with your back against his chest.

“Say pogues for life!” Kiara shouted, and you all huddled closer together in a group hug, JJ smooshing his cheek against yours with arms around your waist as you all screamed at the top of your lungs, “Pogues for life!”

You saved the photo to favorites, the sight of it making you feel better already. Before scrolling again, you zoomed in on your face, your cheek squished against JJ’s, and it made you blush. Any time he held you close, it made your skin heat up and your insides turn to mush.

Sighing, you kept scrolling, and were surprised to find a handful of scandalous pictures you had taken. You remember this day too, and you were feeling extra great about yourself then. So great that you had decided to snap a few nudes. You hadn’t sent them to anyone, but figured it was nice to have a few photos of you looking sexy. You blushed as you looked through these, wondering if you’d ever have the courage to actually send them to someone someday.

Your screen still displayed one of your nudes when you got a text from Kie. For some unknown reason, your phone spazzed out and the screen froze. “Come on,” you mumbled, pressing on the screen and the home button several times. You tapped repeatedly on the screen, annoyed that nothing was happening. Then it seemed to have started working again, because it lit up and you were suddenly watching your photo being sent to someone.

“Oh my fucking god.” Your eyes widened. “What the fuck did I just do!?”

Panic surged throughout your whole body. Your phone seemed to be working just fine now, but did you actually just send your nude to somebody?! You rushed to your messaging app, and the first name at the top of the screen was none other than JJ Maybank.

“No!” you yelled. You clicked on his name and sure enough, your naked body was in the chat, underneath it, the word, ‘Delivered.’

You threw your phone onto the bed. “This cannot be happening to me right now.” ‘Shit, shit, shit,’ was all that was running through your head on a loop as you tried to think of what to do.

‘Maybe he hasn’t seen it yet,’ you thought. You quickly picked up your phone again and called JJ, praying he would pick up. You needed to tell him NOT to open his messages. To delete the whole chat right now before he sees the picture.

He didn’t answer, and you huffed, dialing his number again. You had to get a hold of him. If there’s any chance he hasn’t seen it yet, you were going to make sure he never does. You don’t know how you’d live with the humiliation.

The call once again went to voicemail, and you were on your feet in seconds. You still had hope, thinking if he wasn’t answering your calls, he didn’t even have his phone on him, which means he couldn’t have seen the picture yet.

You slid on some shoes and grabbed your backpack, not even bothering to look in the mirror before running out of your house. You knew JJ would be at the Chateau, and it was only a fifteen minute walk from your house. You figured you could make it in five if you ran.

Then you were sprinting down the streets like a mad woman, your face still painted with the brown mud mask, which was starting to melt off as it mixed with your sweat. You didn’t even care. You just needed to get to JJ’s phone before he did.

“I’m gon’ take a shower,” John B. muttered to JJ. JJ didn’t respond as he grabbed a beer from the fridge. He found his phone resting on the couch as he sat down, taking a swig of Coors. He scrolled through the few notifications he had, the boy furrowing his brows when he saw two missed calls from you and a text.

He didn’t think anything of it when he clicked on your text message, but what he saw had him spitting out his beer all over his lap and the coffee table.

Your face wasn’t in the shot, but JJ knew it was you without a doubt. You were completely naked and laid across your bed. The frame showed from your collarbones down to your thighs, one of your legs propped up lazily, showing all of your most private parts.

JJ was stunned. He wasn’t thinking about why you had sent him this photo out of the blue. He was left ogling the picture in utter disbelief. Your tits were on full display, your nipples hardened into peaks, your skin looking flawless. JJ couldn’t help the grunt that escaped him when he zoomed in on your pussy. He had only dreamed of seeing you this way, but never in a million years thought that he actually would. Naughty thoughts started to swirl in his head when he heard the sound of rapid footsteps just outside.

It was you, panting wildly and your mind still racing. “JJ?” you yelled as you bounded up the porch steps. JJ quickly tucked his phone away on instinct, as if he already knew he shouldn’t have been looking at that photo.

You barged into the front door and stopped in your tracks when you found JJ standing in the living room. He chuckled as he looked you up and down. You were a complete mess, and it was plainly obvious that you had just been running for your life. “Y/N?” he asked.

“Where’s your phone?” You didn’t have time to explain, and you didn’t want to. You just needed to delete the photo without JJ knowing, and then you could forget this ever happened.

JJ decided to play dumb. He found the current state you were in more than amusing, and he thought about how his day has already gotten so much better. “Uh, I don’t know. Why?”

“Come on, J, where is it?”

“I said I don’t have it. What’s this about?” He had an idea of why you ran in demanding his phone, but he wanted to watch you squirm as you tried to explain it. He wasn’t going to let you know he had seen your nude just yet.

“Nothing, I just need it, okay?” You started frantically looking around, throwing pillows and blankets onto the floor. “Where is it?” you grumbled. You still looked like a crazy person, and JJ was enjoying the scene in front of him way too much.

“I’ll help you look if you tell me why you need it.” The man was smirking, which pissed you off but you were too busy panicking to care right now.

“I’ll just call it,” you said, before taking your phone out to call him. JJ took another swig of his beer as he watched you, totally unhinged. He knew he was about to be caught in his lie, but he was excited for it. This whole situation excited him.

His ringtone started blaring from his pocket and you looked at him in disbelief. “JJ, seriously? Gimme your damn phone.” You were now standing in front of him, still quivering with nerves but putting on an angry face for him.

“No,” he smiled, looking more like the devil than the JJ you know and love.

“I swear to god, JJ, I will murder you.” You reached for his pockets, but he had already slipped the phone out and held it above his head, out of your reach.

“Just tell me why you need it so badly!” He laughed as you jumped and yanked on his arm trying to get his phone. He easily kept it away from you, but you were putting in an admirable amount of effort.

“None of your business!” you yelled childishly, hitting him in the chest as you continued to reach for the phone.

“My phone, my business.” You shouted in anguish and jumped on him, making you both crash onto the couch with you practically laying on top of him. Being in this position with your friend would’ve made you embarrassed, but you had too much adrenaline pumping through your veins to care.

Your hands finally grabbed hold of the phone but he snatched it away from you and tucked it into the front of his pants. You looked at him again baffled. “Go on, take it,” he said. You wanted to slap the smirk right off his face.

“Don’t think I won't.”

“I hope you do, sweetheart.” His eyes burned into you in a challenging stare, his face only inches from yours. You knew he was just having the time of his life right now, teasing the shit out of you. You held his gaze, wishing you could burn a hole right through him.

“Fine. You win,” you sighed. It was a bluff. You weren’t going to actually stick your hand down his pants! You sat back in defeat, but that’s when you realized the position you were in. You were straddling JJ, your top half leaning over him and his stupid, cocky face right under you. Heat rose to your cheeks as you hurried to get off of him.

“Seriously JJ. I accidentally sent you something that you’re not supposed to see.” You decided to come clean, the embarrassment of the situation too much for you to handle any longer. You just needed to get this over with.

He sat up, deciding to come clean as well. “Oh, are you talking about the nudie?” he asked.

Your eyes widened until they were bulging out of your head. “You saw it?!” you screamed. This was your worst nightmare, accidentally sending a naked photo to someone. Of course it had to randomly be sent to JJ. You knew he would never let you live this down. You were right, this is utterly humiliating.

“Come on,” JJ laughed, still enjoying every second of this. “Don’t be embarrassed!”

“Of course I’m embarrassed, JJ!” you yelled at him. “You weren’t supposed to see that. It was an accident!”

“It’s nothing to get so worked up about. It’s a great picture, and I’ll cherish it forever.” The gleam in his eye had your stomach twisting in knots.

“Like hell you will. Fucking delete it.”

“You sent it to me. It’s mine now,” he smiled wickedly.

“JJ,” you warned, glaring at him. He didn’t take you seriously though, mud still on your face in patches.

“Y/N...” he teased.

The scolding approach wasn’t going to work, and you sighed. “Please JJ? Can’t you see how humiliating this is for me?”

“It shouldn't be. You’re hot as fuck and you should be flaunting it.” Your cheeks burned at his words and the butterflies you knew oh so well were set loose in your stomach. The butterflies that only seemed to appear when you’re with JJ.

“What? That-- that’s not the point,” you stuttered. “I don’t want a naked picture of me to be on your phone!”

“But I do,” he argued.

“JJ!” You didn’t let your mind drift to why he wanted the photo and only focused on getting the picture deleted. “You’re being a dick!”

“Fine, I’ll delete it,” he said after laughing at your pissed off expression, then standing up and retrieving the phone from his crotch. “On one condition.”

You hit him repeatedly in the chest, overrun by anger once again. “So you’re gonna blackmail me now? Are you fucking kidding me?”

He laughed, not affected at all by your assault. “I’m not above blackmail, sweetheart. Do you want to hear my condition or not?”

You crossed your arms over your chest with a huff. “Fine. What is it?”

He smirked, coming closer to you. As scary and seductive as he looked right now, you held your ground, eyes meeting his devilish stare.

“I’ll delete the pic if I get to see the real thing.”

“What?!” Your mind was spinning once again as heat rushed to your cheeks. “You-- You’re not serious!”

“Dead serious, Y/N.” He was shameless. Despite his attraction and feelings towards you, he knew you were off limits. No pogue on pogue macking was the rule. But today’s series of events had him thinking perhaps you weren’t as out of reach as he thought.

If you agreed to his condition, it would be the best day of his life. If not, he knew he’d have to deal with you hating him for a while until he finally made it up to you, but this was a risk he was willing to take.

You shook your head, turning away from him to hide your embarrassment. You didn’t understand why he would actually suggest such a thing. Was he really going to treat you like every other touron he picked up? Or did he like you? You couldn’t fathom the latter actually being true.

“That’ll never happen, JJ.”

He ignored the pain in his chest that was struck by your words. “Then I guess I’m the proud owner of one of your nudes,” he smiled.

“Come on, JJ. This isn’t funny.”

“I think it’s funny.”

“Well it’s not!” You eyed the phone in his hands and decided to take a chance. You pushed the man as hard as you could and when he crashed to the couch, you lunged for it.

“Ha!” you yelled, grinning ear to ear with his phone in your hands.

“Hey, give that back!” JJ got up, but you bolted out of the house, JJ running after you.

As you tried not to stumble over your own feet, you unlocked his phone and clicked on your message. “You better not delete it!” he yelled after you, catching up fast. Despite how serious you thought this situation was, it really wasn’t too big of a deal. He was laughing as he chased you, and you cheered in triumph when you finally managed to delete the photo.

‘Crisis averted,’ you thought. Except now you had to deal with the knowledge that JJ actually saw a naked photo of you. You were still embarrassed, but at least now there’s no evidence of this ever actually happening.

“Aw, come on,” JJ chuckled as he finally caught up to you. “I didn’t even have a chance to jerk off to it yet.”

“JJ!” You hit him in the chest. You didn’t think you could take much more of his teasing. Not today.

“Don’t worry. I’ll find a way to get my hands on it again someday,” he smirked. You rolled your eyes and started stalking away, ready to just go home now. He only laughed as he watched you retreat.

“Wait, Y/N!”

You turned around to find him behind you, looking as handsome as ever. “What?”

“It was sexy,” he said bluntly, as if his words didn’t just light your insides on fire. “You’re sexy.” He winked at you, then casually sauntered off back to the house, leaving you in a confused daze.

“Fuck you!” you yelled after him before running off into the direction of your house. ‘At least that’s over with,’ you thought, but you knew JJ was only going to continue teasing and flirting with you now that he saw how riled up you had become. How you were going to handle that, you didn’t know, but for some crazy reason, you smiled at the thought.

---------------------------------------------------------------

part 2??

#jj maybank #outer banks #obx #rudy pankow #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank fic #jj maybank imagine #outer banks imagine #outer banks fic

775 notes · View notes

yourdaddychan · 4 years

Text

wow-

literally just wow- i genuinely have nothing to say about this please- i cannot explain how much this means to me- there's 1000 of us- *hugs all of you* [ especially the porn bots ] *turns into formal luna asf*

i remember when i started in may, just a tiny chatbot with only one mutual, only known to you guys as [ answer : admin ]. and now, almost a year later, i have 1k of my chainsaw eating demons who are metal as fuck 💪ive learned so much being on tumblr, as a part of both the skz writers community and the chatbot community. ive made a bunch of friends, lost a bunch of ones, and 1k of you stuck with me. i cannot begin to express my gratitude to all of you, and how much all of you and your interactions with me mean to me. all of the simping, the random stories, everything. i cherish all of it, and i love all of you. aight so letz get to the personal thanking asf

alsoer i kinda wanted to do something sexy so imma do what color they remind me of :D most of them can be found at this link : https://louisem.com/29880/color-thesaurus-infographic

@kvinly linn bb 🥺through all the drama we've been through and shit im so glad we ended up becoming friends again cause we're kinda sexy together 😉thank you so much for being my 1000th follower bb you mean so much to me and if anyone hurts you im about to *turns into jennie and kachows them* licherally lets nevah fight again

-> you remind me of the color punch , and not only because of the name- underneath that grr me edgy grr me bully you're just a softie simp and that reminds me of punch :D

@undeadbots steph 🥺lemme be your personal broken chopsticks pls :( KLDSKLD anywayz we've also gone through some sexy drama and thankfully you saw da light 😉and now look at us, with our own band, and our own producing line 🥺brohemian rhapsody for life bro 🥺 *big kithie for da best dad in da world :D*

-> you remind me of the color viridian , because it gives me confident vibes :D you carry yourself proudly and confidently as you should tbh go steph

@binniesthighs oh look its a cutie *pushes you to a mirror* right there :D RORORO YOUR BOAT :DD we havent talked too much, besides my simping for jisung- but you give me very sexy energy so imma propose rq *gets down on one knee* will you be the rororo to my boat 🥺thank you for being my moot :D

-> you remind me of the color espresso , because espresso looks like the color to be pretty chill and laid back, and you're all of those, and calming to be around

@toshis-flower BAYBEE BEBE BEEBEE :D thank you so much for being my moot and making me a wifey asf ‼️ you're literally so much like me whats not to love <3 JKSDJKD JKJK you're really sweet and really just a good person to rant to, i love you so so so much and i think im going to remarry you :D

-> you remind me of the color taffy , because you're sweet, cute, and bright :D *eats you* yummy

@lov3ric seyoung. i love you. so much. MY SOULMATEEEE :DD even though we tell the story over and over like a bunch of grandmas, ill still never forget how we became soulmates and then bonded over boba 🥺im licherally going to marry you one day like ez 💪also i wanna eat you can i eat you youre really cute *eats you*

-> you remind me of the color daffodil , because it reminds me of banana milk which reminds me of you tbh- buuuttt did you know that daffodils are one of the first flowers you see when spring starts? that definitely reminds me of you because through all of the cb drama, you've always been there with me, like literally always- i cannot express how much i love you *kithie*

@simpchimp LIDDLE CHEESE FUCKER THEMBO :DD drink water *spank* i love you so much you cutie 🥺you're also licherally the funniest person ever like stop bae i kinda need to be the funniest but noer its you 😔alsoer i love how random you are KDSKLD so nevah stop that because then *revz up arm* youre going to get luna-ified

-> you remind me of the color jam , because even though you seem kinda scary at first [ yes i was 100% scared of you ] you're really soft :D

@berrywoo the sun themself 💪you are easily the purest person ive met, and im so happy i somehow became moots with you :D you literally hit diff, yk? theres something about your personality and the way you act thats so comforting, and that means i eat you because youre too cute :D you cant just be a wholeass teacher for kids and expect not to get eaten kids are licherally demons whoever deals with them properly and treatz dem nicely gets a nom asf

-> you remind me of the color honey , because you're a sunshiney yellow, and you're sweet like honey :D i think you need to hear that its okay not to be okay bb, and you can come to my dms anytime you want to rant 😎

@yourchungha MS OG CHUNGHA MS IM KINDA SCARED OF THE SHIT YOU DO MS FURREH LOVER 101 MS ANNA BANANA :D yeah youre like really nice- thats all i have to say- like how tf do you deal with [ redacted ] like eggsplain- ALSO YOURE CARRYING OUR CONVERSATIONS BECAUSE IDK HOW TO TALK TO PEOPLE DKSJKD I LOVE YOU FOR THAT AND WE SHOULD HAVE LIKE ACTUAL CONVERSATIONS MORE OFTEN

-> you remind me of the color scarlet , because youre a sexy bitch tf and scarlet gives me 'idc what you think im hot' kinda vibes which is like exactly you

@satosimp WINTER DADDY :DD i lub you asf *insert we dont talk anymore by charlie daddy* ugh the way your personality matches mine is kinda sexy or whatever im also kinda in love with you but lets ignore that part 🙄 💪 *big kithes* *eats your cats casually*

-> you remind me of the color lilac , because it just gives me tsundere vibes, you act like you dont care but really do care :D you liddle sawftie *noms your cheekie*

@nightshade-minho DUCKIE :DD *insert we dont talk anymore by charlie daddy pt 2* licherally bae where the fuck are you i miss you you bettah be doing well in school otherwise im going to smack you with a chappal asf DSJJKSD *eats your cat because hes such a cutie*

-> you remind me of the color marigold , because you're adorable and sunshiney :D

@onigirimeeya MICHIE MICHIE MICHIEIEEIEI MY DAD :DDD i like you mucho much if you didnt know *kithes you* you're like one awf da best listeners ever- which is such a weirdass compliment but its true- you're really good at listening, and just being a comforting presence in general, like when you go to the beach and youre just staring at the waves all edgy mode, and it calms you down a fuck ton

-> you remind me of the color mint , for obvious reasons- mint choco chip cookie michie :DD

@hhjs bae we dont talk a lot but im kinda lurking on all of your posts- JKDSJSKD bae remarry me please youre really fucking hot 😭and the way you have with words is like damn- teach me oppar asf

-> you remind me of the color wine , because you're refined, and carry yourself in a way that makes everyone want to be you. the color wine is rich and deep, which reminds me of the way you write :D

@nsfw-stay MY LICHERAL BABIE YOUVE BEEN AN ANON FOR SUCH A LONG TIME AND WEVE TALKED ABOUT SO MUCH SHIT TOGETHER [ a lot about seungmin and jisung but shhh ] I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BB AND I WILL NOM YOU >:( BUT SOFTLY AND OUT OF LOVE *nomz yew* :D

-> you remind me of the color cerulean , because its a baby blue and what fits better than a baby blue yk? you're adorable and squishy and i want to nom you 24/7

@secretary-yeji *iz chan ig cause we dont talk admin to admin* oh erm gee is uncle chrith 😉DKLSKLD my liddle koala :D my liddle burgah :D my liddle aussie :D my besth frien :DDD evah since may i think we've been friends, and i think one of the highlights of that day was me marking you as spam twice and on accident too- LKSDKLSD WE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT anywayz thank yew for being uncle chrith's friend *kith*

-> you remind me of the color seafoam , because it's a very soft and light color yk, you're delicate asf which sounds like a bad thing now that im typing it BUT IT ISNT DSKLDSLK YOURE VERY CUTE YOU AND YOUR FLOOFY COWS :D

@ayolistenupp im kinda... in love with you? wtf? KDSDKSL MY DESI DADDY ASF I LOVE YOU SOER MUCH :D our music nights™️ mean so much to me, like theres just something so personal about listening to what the other person likes to hear even though half of your songs are sexy asf KLDSKLD

-> you remind me of the color ocean , because the ocean is loud but calming yk- like you're full of energy but you're also calming :D

@yanderexchungha OH ERM GEE YEW :O YOU PROBABLY WONT SEE THIS IN LIKE 10 MONTHS BESTIE MERRY CHRISTMAS IG KLDSLKD anyway i love you dad your lessons about vape >>> to quote your drunk ass exactly "vape isnt cool" JKSDJ anyway its gonna be sexy if we accidentally run into each other in the hallwayz asf

-> you remind me of grey cause youre a hag- JKJK KDJSD you remind me of the color caramel , because you're sweet, and licherally addictive caramel isnt good for my braces but i keep eating it 😰but youre addictive in a good way :D

@yanderelee literally only doing this because you were moping about not having a simp sunday and im such a good person 🥸you're cool 💪and unfortunately, you're funny too 😥and even though i bully you asf dont take it personally because i dont mean it asf

-> you remind me of the color dijon mustard because you just give those hacker vibes please dont hack me after i said this i like to keep my location private

@kpopswitchbot BESTIE 😏MY FIRST MUTUAL 😏 LICHERALLY DA BEST CUTEST FUNNIEST SMARTEST SEXIEST KEWLEST I CANT EVEN EXPRESS WITH WORDS FISHIE IN DA WORLD :D LICHERALLY STOP OUTDOING ME WITH YOUR GOODNIGHTS LIKE *spankz yew* YOURE LITERALLY TOO GOOD WITH WORDS ITS NOT FAIR- AND THE DAY YOU JUST TALKED TO ME IN SHAKESPEAREAN BECAUSE I FELT DOWN- AND EXPRESSED YOUR LOVE THAT WAY LIKE- PLEASE I ACTUALLY ADORE YOU AND I WILL LITERALLY EAT YOU ONE DAY

-> you remind me of the color coffee , not only because youre addicted to it but also because of the way you act, you're like the definition of an old soul- with the words you use, the drama kid you are asf, etc- you're a talented bitch *mwah* i love you so much you also remind me of those movies where they find an old ass book and they kinda hafta dust it off and it gives you treasure or something cause yeah that reminds me meeting you

AIGHT DAS IT ASF MWAH I LOVE YOU ALL :DDD

#if you wanna know more just drop an ask asf #would be cool if i had 1k for 1k but NOOOOO #i have more btw #*dabz*#THE WAY TUMBLR KEEPS GLITCHING BECAUSE THERES TOO MANY WORDS #NOT SEXY TUMBLR

39 notes · View notes

snarkwriteswrasslin · 4 years

Note

Can you do a daddy kink headcanon for Marko Stunt?

While I do see Marko as having a daddy kink... I don’t know that your idea of him having one and mine are gonna line up but...I will happily write out the way I see it working!! Also, thank you for sending me this! It was an actual blast to sit down and think out! Sorry in advance if what you get is not what you were expecting,btw. I hope you enjoy it though!.

Warnings:

This might get suggestive. Maybe borderline sexual in the tame kind of way. So if there’s any kids reading this, take a hike for now. Beyond that, teeth rotting sweet I guess? Oh and a trigger warning for my rambling, because it’s probably frustrating af, lmao.

Tagging:

My tag list is all out of whack rn. Sorry guys! I’m trying to fix it. If you recently changed urls, let me know, especially if you wanna be tagged, because that’s pretty much what the issue was, a lot of the names I had weren’t working anymore last time I tried to post. Anyway... If you wanna be tagged in my writing, pls go add yourself to the linked doc below or dm/send me an ask to do it. And also, if you’re already on it, but you either changed urls and/or haven’t been getting tagged, pls lemme know. It might be an issue on my end, idk.

Other Stuff:

[ about my writing | masterlist | tag list doc ]

You never meant to say it, let alone blab to a friend backstage that Marko Stunt was quote unquote “Daddy as fuck.” But you did. And you thought you were in a private enough area when it was said that he’d never have a clue you said it, because honestly, you were too afraid to actually... Have the audacity to tell him how you felt.

-- This was not the case. Not only did someone hear it, but that someone was Marko. After he leaned against the wall for a good ten minutes, letting the rush go straight to his head and trying to calm himself down, he started to really think on the magnitude of what he now knew to be true. And how to best use it to get you all to himself because he’d been into you for months. By the time he was in catering, grinning like an idiot, he’d started thinking of lyrics to a song just for you and he’d come up with the perfect plan to make you crack.. To at least get you two interacting more, in any case. See, Marko isn’t exactly the bold kind of guy. He has to know what he wants is a sure thing before that boldness surfaces. And now that he did, well...

It started subtly.. Innocently, even. Subtle brushes against you in hallways and on elevators. Wandering up to you and drawing you into conversations just to make you laugh -and flirt with you, which you were... kind of oblivious too because you’re just that oblivious and he can be that smooth/awkward, depending on how you choose to see it sometimes. Accidentally crashing into your back and pressing himself against you just slightly, chuckling and then daring to whisper against the shell of your ear either an apology, or that you two had to stop meeting like this. Every single encounter left you a dripping confused mess.

-- That daddy sweater he’s got? It started to make so many more appearances. Especially if he were going somewhere and he knew you’d be there. At first, you thought nothing of it. But then a friend pointed out that he’d stopped wearing it until recently. And yeah, the paranoid parts of you did panic just a bit that maybe he’d have heard you the day you spilled your deepest desire to your best friend while hanging out in back. But you quickly managed to reassure yourself that he couldn’t have heard you, because he wasn’t even around at the time....

-- Then he started seeking you out whenever he knew Sammy was filming vlogs. Flirting -and doing some heavy teasing, on camera. Always so touchy. Always quick to get real heated whenever someone tried to push up on you or even take the conversation over a little bit when he was already there and talking to you. And on one particular occasion, he came off exactly like a protective boyfriend when this guy in the hotel lobby wouldn’t leave you the fuck alone and it scared you. Just the way he pulled your back to his chest and put his arms around you... Whispering and laughing against your ear when he muttered with a calm smirk at the other guy, “There you are, baby girl. Thought I lost you. You ready to check into our room?”

-- That was a loooooong night. Filled with many varying racy scenarios flitting about in your mind. Knowing he had the bed across the room did NOTHING to help. If anything, it made things so much worse. So much more intense. Sharing a room with him was both your dream scenario and in this case, sheer torture... Because all the little touching and the flirting and the innuendo? It was amplified by at least ten on this weekend.

The final straw came when he accidentally burst into the bathroom just as you were stripping down for a long hot soak in the huge tub. Both of you froze. You attempted to at least halfway cover yourself, but he crossed the room in a split second, towering over you... It hit you then, every single time you two had an encounter, Marko honestly seemed to be making himself tower over you.

-- His hand raised slowly, lowering your hands from the way they covered your body as best as you could manage. When you locked eyes, there was this almost wild gleam there. You happened to glance down and notice that he was wearing the damn sweater again and that... really did not help the intensity of the situation. You were kind of melting into him, eyes fixed on that shirt, cheeks on fire. “Daddy, huh?” you managed to get the words out.. He chuckled. His hands dropped and long,thin fingers curled beneath your chin to make you look up. “Depends on who you ask, angel.. Am I?” his tongue slipped slowly over his lips and you whimpered, shivering at the gentle way he was touching you and how it was a nice juxtaposition to the firmness in his tone when he asked the question he’d just asked quietly. He repeated himself.. A little firmer. That gleam in his eye was brighter, a lot brighter. He was standing closer now, your back was against the edge of the vanity sink in the bathroom. “Am I?”

-- You couldn’t take anymore. Weeks of teasing and hinting, of his innuendo, they were all leading up to this. When you tried to open your mouth, nothing came out... I mean, aside from the quiet whimper that only grew when his hand lowered, gripping your back and rocking your body right into his. He got this little smirk as he kept inching his mouth closer to yours. “Well? I asked a question, sweetheart... I’m kind of waiting on an answer.”

-- Finally, your daze cleared and you got yourself together enough that you just totally snapped, arms wrapping around his neck, legs wrapping around his waist as you used the grip you had on the back of his neck to pull your mouth into his completely. His tongue swept out, right between your lips. You managed to finally mumble the answer, “If you want to be, yeah. You’re totally daddy. My daddy.”

-- Whew, fuck... the low and throaty growl that came, spilling between your mouths when you said it. He rocked into you harder, rubbing you against him as he did so. “Say it again.” he demanded, a breathy pant against your neck as he sat you on the edge of the vanity....

#marko stunt #marko stunt fanfiction #marko stunt imagine #marko stunt fanfic #marko stunt imagines #marko stunt headcanons - racy/suggestive #possibly ns(fw)#my writing; marko stunt #my fics; marko stunt #my headcanons; marko stunt #// no one under 18+#//tw: daddy kink #//tw: possibility of s*xual content

26 notes · View notes

maddyperiez · 5 years

Note

All hearts for Robyn and whoever her love interest is if she has one!

i was like “hehe i’m gonna keep robyn’s love interest a secret cause it will be fun” but let’s be honest… idk if i’m ever gonna get there in the story lmao. anyways, she has more than one, but her endgame is malia! the ship name is malbyn!!

before answering, lemme explain something: i answered these thinking of kinda of the beginning of their relationship, where they feel deeply for each other but are trying to understand how they work together, since malia didn’t live in the human world for along time. that’s why robyn doesn’t express her feelings in words a lot yet and stuff; and malia isn’t as open yet.

❤ — who is more affectionate in public? in private? robyn in both.

♡ — who is the bigger romantic openly? secretly? robyn. she’s affectionate, likes to touch, likes to give gifts, etc.

❥ — who is more likely to plan something big for valentine’s day? hm, robyn is more likely but she wouldn’t ‘cause she knows malia doesn’t care much for this kind of stuff. maybe something that’s “big” for them!

ღ — who is more likely to initiate hand-holding in public? robyn! and it’s not even just a romantic thing, robyn loves to be entangled with people lmao.

💕 — who is more likely to make huge declarations of love in front of other people? hmmm, none of them. their declarations would be more private, unless they blurt it out. robyn would accidentally do it while talk to someone abt malia and she wouldn’t be able to stop herself hgsggd; and malia would end up saying something while they’re both in danger or something.

💘 — who developed a crush on the other first? robyn was attracted to malia first but she started developing a romantic crush basically at the same time malia did.

💝 — who spends more time (possibly overthinking) what presents to get the other? robyn!!! she loves to give presents to everyone, and it’s obviously no different with malia, but it’s kinda harder ‘cause their taste in stuff can be very different.

💓 — who initiates most physical contact? robyn is more likely to initiate the cutesy type of contact, while malia is more like to initiate the 🔥 type of contact, hehe.

💌 — who is more likely to send cutesy texts to the other? none of them tbh but robyn writes poems about malia a lot in her notebook.

💟 — who spends time reading their zodiac compatibilities? none.

💙 — who is more protective? malia, in the more “physical” way, ‘cause she’s stronger, and, although robyn is a protective person no matter what, with malia she’s not overprotective. she just worries when she’s in danger ofc.

💚 — who tends to get sick more often? who is better at taking care of the other? i mean as of now malia’s the one who gets sick the most ‘cause of all the people trying to hurt supernatural creatures. and robyn doesn’t know how to solve these problems but she gives a lot of support.

💜 — who said “i love you” first? or, if neither has said it yet, who is more likely to say it first? robyn’s more likely to say it first tbh

💛 — who believes in soulmates? none of them, really.

omg this is kinda of a mess??? i swear i’m better at writing than answering questions lmao. anyways, here are they! i love mah girls smmmm.

#now i wanna talk abt them more #mah faves!!#i wanted to make a gif of them but i dont have my laptop 😭#oc stuff #oc asks #( oc: robyn argent )#( story: hypervigilance )#( otp: more than i can ever know )

1 note · View note

heroquills-a · 6 years

Text

@crimsonxblur continued from — 🌀

As it turned out, Elliott the statistician wasn’t all that bad for company after all. He was an odd little man, for sure, and way too bubbly for a government worker. He had no family, but made friends easily. He was transferred from station every few months, or so he said. It was his way of seeing as much of the world as he could, he said. He had many stories. Not the most original or entertaining ones, but his own innocent interest for them breathed them into life in a way very few seasoned story-tellers could manage.

Shadow had warmed up to him when he’d unexpectedly spoken up in his favor and helped him be granted his prolonged Christmas vacation. It became apparent in the next few times the hybrid caught a glimpse of him that the guy just didn’t hold grudges or take offense to, well, anything. He was nice for the sake of being nice. So Shadow let him talk his ear out when they shared break time, because Elliott didn’t expect him to talk back, and he grew accustomed to the background noise.

The statistician was reciting another instance of a time he’d caught the person training him making a mistake with their own private software - one among many others - when Shadow’s attention was completely hogged by the texts he received right then, effectively zoning out of his fellow agent’s story for an instant.

What an oddly spontaneous offer. Granted, his last encounter with his rival might have left him hoping they could find some time and excuses to meet up before long, ideally without other people involved, this seemed… strangely specific. And it was pretty late, right ? Shadow had lost all sense of timekeeping with his irregular schedule over the past weeks, but he was pretty sure this could be classified as a very late-night text. Nonetheless…

“Do you think I could get Thursday off ?” he asked Elliott, interrupting his story. True to himself, the man wasn’t bothered. In fact, he smiled knowingly.

“You want Thursday off ?” He sounded surprised, in an amused sort of way. Shadow just shrugged.

“Yeah, why ?”

“You didn’t strike me as that… kind of person.” Shadow squinted at him with a mix of hostility and confusion, immediately prompting the other to just answer the question. “I don’t know. I expect a lot of people will have asked for the night off. That might work in your favor, though. If they’re running on minimum staff, they might just want you on standby, at most.”

Shadow nodded slowly, mulling over those words, and shortly settled on an answer.

[text]: can you come here ? [text]: thursday i mean

If he was to be on standby for the day, it meant he could expect to have most of it free, though the safest course of action also involved staying close enough to the station. It seemed like a good plan, it that much could work out. He waited for the little confirmation that his message was delivered, then looked back up at Elliott who still had that knowing smile plastered on his face. “Why would people ask for the day off on Thursday ?” Shadow asked offhandedly, sinking back into his seat, ready to revert to listening with half an ear.

Except, his companion laughed. “It’s Valentine’s Day.”

“…Oh.”

Right. He never took part in that, so it’d slipped his mind entirely. And he must not have been very good at hiding the sudden realization of what he’d probably, accidentally implied with the invitation he’d just sent, because Elliott laughed again. “Didn’t you know ?”

“I…” Chaos, it felt like his ears were on fire. “It didn’t… occur to me.”

“Did someone just trick you into a romantic dinner or what ?”

Shadow wanted to hiss at him. “No. No, it’s fine, I just, need to-” He stood up and suddenly made his way out of the lounge, his mind running a little too fast for him to stay still. This guy trying to pry into his mishap certainly didn’t help, either. “…think of something.”

“Hookay...”

Okay okay okay.

Sonic pauses for the fifth time in the middle of pacing about the den, turning to face his phone which sat idly on one of the couch cushions.

Okay. He can do this. He’d already made up his mind- totally not because of a certain pink hedgehog’s insistent reminder- and he was just gonna be very casual about it. Shadow probably won’t even know what’s going on that day anyway, so it wouldn’t matter. They could just hang out, maybe watch a movie or something, or grab a bite- it would be totally harmless! Right?

Well, the speedster reaches for his phone and lets his thumbs fly away at the screen before he can chicken out again. Once he’s done, he tosses the device back onto the cushions and nyooms right into the kitchen. For some reason, just being in the same room as that thing after the texts are sent is enough to drive his nerves up the wall. As if they weren’t already going a little crazy just from the thought of proposing such an outing on a very specific date, anyway.

Sonic busies himself with throwing together a quick impromptu dinner for himself- fast bake fish sticks and chips. He didn’t think he could handle anything heavy right now if he wanted to.

He doesn’t bother returning to check his phone until after he’s finished eating. Maybe even taking his time (by Sonic’s standards) in a result of procrastination. Honestly, Sonic couldn’t figure out why he felt so nervous. Maybe it was just the idea that he was totally proposing a hang-out of some sort under the guise of it being casual and platonic when he knew fully well that Valentines Day was dominated by the romance scene and couldn’t know for sure if the person he intended to spend that day with would be aware of that factor too.

Either way, there was no going back now. That fact was anchored in once he finally returns to the living room to see that name waiting for him on the phone’s lock screen. Inhaling and exhaling a few times, the blue blur checks the messages, immediately hit with a bunch of feelings so quickly he couldn’t quite discern what was most prominent. The implication that Shadow was interested in hanging out by itself set off a cloud of butterflies in the speedster’s stomach- prompting him to hide the tiny victorious smile that crept onto his face with the back of his hand.

Hanging out in White Acropolis was even better, too. It meant he wouldn’t be here that day and in turn wouldn’t be getting any gruff for not doing anything on Valentines Day from the others- especially from Amy. It was a win-win.

But with that notion came the sudden realization- he was really gonna do this then. For the first time, Sonic was actually gonna initiate plans on Valentines Day on his own accord, fully intending to spend it with someone he was very aware by now he had romantic feelings for. And had those feelings reciprocated back too, nonetheless.

It was the nerve-wracking understatement of the year, yet somehow he couldn’t deny the spark of excitement he felt. However obnoxious he found that specific holiday to be, it’d be his excuse to go out with Shadow again. That alone had the speedster nearly bouncing on his toes while he mulled over what to say back.

Man am I in deep...

[text]: Ssure! THats cool with me :) [text]: I’m not sure what all there is to do up there but yeah i was thinking we could do something fun haha [text]: Like a movie or something [text]: Maybe not an outd oor one this time tho? idk lol 😜 [text]: We could rent one maybe [text]: But yeah haha just throwing ideas out there if you think of anything lemme know

#🌀 — what can i say! i die hard. ❪ ic. ❫#chaosbcrne #long post #hmmm #kinda gay #also hey no offense op but i love elliott #what a good bean

2 notes · View notes

crushingonrazz · 7 years

Text

Numbers and Questions

@ollie-oxen-free @queenofbiscuits @gallifreyan-pal @beckyshecky I CHOOSE YOU (you’re tagged and now you have to do this too) But honestly everyone who sees this is now tagged, go!!!!

So I may have stolen this idea from a thing on FanFiction.net. If you are tagged, randomly assign your 12 favorite characters (I stuck purely to the skeletons) to numbers like this:

Pink (ULP)

Red (UFS)

Sans (UTS)

Lust (ULS)

Ink (IS)

Error (ES)

Stretch (USP)

Papyrus (UTP)

Fell (UFP)

Blue (USS)

Razz (SFS)

Slim (SFP)

And then take the questions that I have below the cut and put in your own answers to them with your new list of characters (it works best if your list is truly random), then tag some new people and post it! (tag me too because I really want to see all of your answers and the characters you pick). (also tumblr totally messed up the formatting but whatever you guys get the idea right) I’m going to also post mine in cosos because why not, but I thought it’d be fun to post here!

If anyone has any more questions they’d like me to answer, feel free to send me an ask (i.e. would 3 and 7 make good friends, what would happen if 11 introduced 10 to a life of crime, etc). The questions I have here are more randomized, copied right from the thing, but I definitely don’t mind more purposeful ones being asked.

(1) and (7) are in a happy relationship until (7) dumps (1) for (9). (1), brokenhearted, goes on one date with (11), has an unhappy breakup with (12), then follows the wise advice of (5) and finds true love with (3).

Pink and Stretch are in a happy relationship until Stretch dumps Pink for Fell. Pink, brokenhearted, goes on one date with Razz, has an unhappy breakup with Slim, then follows the wise advice of Ink and finds true love with Sans.

Sounds like the kind of drama some of ya’ll would love.

If you wrote a Song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose?

(Papyrus) Me Too by Meghan Trainor, probably. That’s gotta be Paps’ theme song.

3 told you that she will soon be getting married to 2. What is your reaction?

(Sans and Red) Either a lot of hand-flapping or a sort of “duh”.

When was the last time you read a fic about Five?

(Ink) It has certainly been a minute. I think I read at least part of Fixing Your Errors by SansyFresh last week? I don’t think I’ve read one about him since.

6 kidnapped you, why is this?

(Error) Probably because he’s fucking insane? Also it’s not like he’s never kidnapped anyone before.

Does anyone on your friends list consider Three hot?

(Sans) I’m gonna go with yes because duh. Nope, not at all, no one I know thinks Sans is at all hot.

If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what warning would it have?

(Pink, Error, and Slim) Oh fucking Christ almighty… I don’t even want to think about it.

6 is extremely pissed off about something, why is this? And what will you do?

(Error) When is Error not pissed about something, honestly? And I would get the hell out of his way.

Five/Nine or Five/Ten?

(Ink/Fell or Ink/Blue) Ink/Blue because InkBerry is kinda cute but I’ve never even seen anything about Ink/Fell)

You and 9 get trapped in an elevator together. What happens? And who are the other random people with you two?

(Fell) Honestly probably sitting in opposite corners playing on our phones or something. I’m not about to bother someone who could and would shut me up in a not-so-fun way if he was feeling like it.

Would 2 and 6 make a good couple?

(Red and Error) Uh...no? Probably not? I haven’t really thought about it too much but the idea doesn’t appeal to me.

8 confessed to be a part of your family.

(Papyrus) I’m just gonna go with it, honestly. Papyrus probably adopts people all the time.

4 and 5 are having an argument. Why is this?

(Lust and Ink) Knowing Lust, he probably walked up and asked Ink if he could taste the rainbow, and Ink may or may not have threatened to let Error take out his AU.

Is there any such thing as One/Eight fluff?

(Pink and Papyrus) Oh man I hope so, that would be sweet as fuck. Especially since I headcanon Paps as aro/ace so it would be like a brotp thing probably. But I could see Pink being discouraged at his lack of success with the royal harem and Papyrus would make him comfort oatmeal and they’d watch Ferris Bueller or something.

2 writes you a love song, plays it for you, and then kisses you on the cheek.

(Red) CRUSH.EXE HAS CRASHED

What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve kissing?

(Stretch, Red and Slim) Depending on his mood? Either back out slowly, or really loudly go “WOW GUYS ARE U GONNA BONE?!” because he’s an obnoxious motherfucker.

Do you think Four is hot?

(Lust) I don’t think I really have a choice in the matter have you fucking seen him?

7 cooked you dinner.

(Stretch) What the fuck did you put in it, is this a prank?

Suggest a title for Seven/Twelve hurt/comfort fic?

(Stretch and Slim) Uh… Beautiful, it’s True. This question can fuck off.

9 and 1 accidentally get hooked up on a dating website and are forced to go on a date together.

(Fell and Pink) “Accidentally”, huh, Pink?

8 gets angry and starts cussing at 6 very loudly. 7 is watching it all and is interested...but why is this?

(Papyrus, Error, Stretch) Because holy fuck Papyrus is cussing someone out, lemme get the popcorn man.

Do you recall any fics about 9?

(Fell) Oh, y’know, one or two. There’s the occasional UnderFell fic here and there.

You are about to do something that will make you feel very embarrassed. Will 9 comfort you?

(Fell) Awkwardly and in his own way. He doesn’t quite know how to respond to something like that.

Does anyone on your friends list read 3?

(Sans) idk guys, have any of you ever read a fic about Sans? Sans the skeleton? Heard of him? He’s the little nerd that loves astronomy and Red and ketchup?

Would anyone one of your friends list write about Two/Four/Five?

(Red, Lust, Ink) Honestly, Galli would probably write any combination of any of the guys up here. Ollie might if there was a meme involved.

You're lying on the beach peacefully, and then you turn your head to see 1, 2, and 9, by the water wearing speedos.

(Pink, Red, Fell) I’m honestly not even surprised.

It's storming outside and 4 allowed you to stay with her at her place until it blows over. And your reaction to this kind gesture is?

(Lust) My reaction to this kind gesture with definitely no ulterior motives at all? Hmmm…..I’d have to think about it…

Have you read a 6 / 11 fanfic before?

(Error/Razz) Nope and I honestly do not have the inclination?

5 wakes you up in the middle of the night.

(Ink) Dude I’m sure the multiverse can wait until the morning leave me alone.

1 asks to talk to you privately. When you are both alone, he admits to you that he is gay.

(Pink) ….Are you absolutely sure because im not really sure you’re sure that outfit is pretty straight dude and im pretty sure ive never ever seen you fuck another dude before sooooooooo (I wouldn’t actually say that don’t get mad at me)

5 gave you a teddy bear.

(Ink) ...k then????

You and 10 go out for a picnic. Everything is peaceful until 2 crashes it by showing up and inviting you to go hang out at a cafe. Would you go with 2 or stay with 10?

(10-Blue, 2-Red) WELL FUCK. Way to give me an impossible decision???????? I mean of course I’m gonna go with Red but I’m gonna feel really bad about it for like a whole hour!

1 walked in on you while you were showering. What is your reaction?

(Pink) This is the third time this week, dude.

What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?

(Slim, Papyrus) He’d step up and be a good dad and Papyrus would go EXTREME BABY SHOPPING.

You catch 10 looking at questionable material on the internet.

(Blue) I’m not terribly surprised but I am giggling madly every time I look at him or his significant other for like a month afterwards because oh my hell that is so funny to me.

Make up a summary of a 3/10 fanfic.

(Sans/Blue) Blue never expected his first patient to be quite so upbeat and full of jokes, especially when his clipboard was telling him that this patient was on suicide watch. (oh my god what do I have to do to get someone to write this, I need it now????)

All the listed characters get into a very epic and all-out battle. Who will be the last one standing?

Okay first of all fuck yes?? Secondly, it’d be Papyrus. Sans is the most powerful person in the multiverse, especially since Ink and Error would be focusing all of their attention on each other and would then narrow down that power. So Sans would be able to take the rest of them out, but would protect Papyrus more than he protects himself. And if it was left as just the two of them? Sans isn’t about to let himself be the one left.

7 is having relationship problems, 4 tries to help him out but her advice isn't helpful. Your thoughts about this predicament?

(Stretch, Lust) Lust, you can’t just tell everyone to “suck their dick under the table”, that is not a way to solve most problems.

Do any of your friends write or draw Eleven?

(Razz) *Narrows my eyes most especially at Ollie*

#undertale

16 notes · View notes