#ik shit be rough out here but it gets better.

[myaheartsmarkie]

addicted - chapter three

word count: 12.9k

playlist: from time by drake, late at night by roddy rich, i want u around by omar apollo, wasting time by brent faiyaz, best you had by don toliver, luv is dro by jack harlow, and party by sik-k!

genre: smut, so much. mild one sided pining, jealous! jeno, angst, fluff (im team jeno yall lol), fwb! to lovers, student athletes! yn + jeno. the boyz! and dream + 127 member make side role! appearances. jaehyun is trying to fight jeno lol, haechan and kevin stir up trouble as per usual

warning(s): smut! smut! smut! (pls, if you're a minor - leave.) lots of swearing!!, jeno is toxic, and boy oh boy does it show. choking, spanking, slight public sex! (they're fucking in the locker rooms again lmaooo), teasing, dom! jeno, sub! reader, face fucking, spit play, cum play, oral (f! + m! receiving), tons of sex talk, established height difference (im not even short so lets not jump to conclusions, but the dominating role i wrote in for jeno imo calls for a significant height difference. im the author so pls respect it. if you don't like it don't read it. thanks.) reader has a smart ass mouth (if you're sensitive? ig..lol my mouth is reckless too so it feels normal) mentions of violence (jaebae isn't taking no shit in this chapter lmao), use of pet names (baby, angel, princess, etc..) jeno can be rough at times in some scenes, but not violent, some dry humping, slight size kink, i think that's it...lmk if i missed anything!

note from mya: ITS FINALLY HERE YALL!! omg this took so frickin long D: im so very sorry & i pray to every god that its worth it ! i worked hard lol. also i had originally written 14.8k but last night it got deleted bcus we had an outage & i guess it didnt back up properly :( but yea, you guys already know. no minors. if you're legal, happy reading :) taglist is posted at the bottom <3 . & of course this isn't revised lmao...fuck that. thanks for your patience & support, ily!

© myaheartsmarkie 2022 — all rights reserved !

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“yn?” kevin said softly, knuckles grazing the frame of your door. 

he sighs when he receives no response in return. he looks back at jaehyun with a sad expression. jaehyun lets out a sigh, chest heaving angrily. 

“i’ll fucking kill him” he mumbles, turning around and stalking to the front door. 

kevin scurries to sit the plate of food down and catch his best friend before he reaches outside. kevin grabs jaehyun’s shoulder, halting his movements. 

“we don’t even know if it’s because of jeno,” kevin starts. 

“i know it is—god, i never liked that dickhead” he says, hands going to grip his hair out of frustration. 

“ok…but your rep too—you can’t just beat up the baseball captain and get away with it” he tells jae. 

jaehyhun sighs, moving to sit on the couch. he tugs his phone from his pocket, quickly finding your contact. 

jaebae: hey…ik you don’t wanna talk rn but me & kev are here for you, ok? you know we always are. so whenever you’re ready, we’ll be here waiting. i love u. 

jaebae: …and if it was that fucker j*no i promise you these hands are rated e for everybody, especially if they hurt you. 

you smile at the text messages. you love your best friends but right now…you weren’t up for any kind of communication. you were glad they knew that as well. hearting both of the messages from jaehyun before you turn your phone off again, burying yourself under your duvet. 

—

it’s been a long ass week. 

missing three days of class, constant crying, and using up your vacation days to sulk in bed can be very exhausting. luckily sungchan has been sending you his notes, filling you in on what you’ve missed. he was god sent, truly your guardian angel. his notes were filled to the brim, jotted down sentences in multiple different pen colors, he was so extra. the last photos he sent to you was yesterday. three pictures of his college ruled white paper concluding with a quick selfie of himself with a thumbs up, ‘get better, i miss u!’ drawn across the screen with a tiny heart. 

you haven’t thought about him. not today at least…but have you thought about him since the whole ordeal? yes. yes times a thousand. you can’t help it, your mind does its own thing. it doesn’t listen to you, no matter how hard you try to not do so — your mind betrays you. pictures of his stupidly handsome face, his stupid buff arms, and his stupid stupid stupid (very good) dick game. you can’t help it! 

you’re surprised with yourself though, the fact that you’ve actually mustered up the courage to block him and not text or call him back. it truly takes a ton of work and you’ve done well these past few days. the countless missed calls from the ‘no caller id’ contact and constant texts from the said man. begging for you to come back and his meaningless apologies. you’ve read them…hell fucking yeah you have, but have you replied? nope. 

you sigh, reluctantly sitting up in your bed. you eye the time, 11:06am. you have class at 12…if you get ready now, you can make it on time. you purse your lips in thought, do you really wanna go to class today? you shake your head, tugging the blanket from over you and make your way to the bathroom. 

—

jaebae: im going to practice and kev is at sunwoo’s. lmk if you need anything, sweetheart. 

you see the text from your roommate, eyes drifting from the mirror to your phone screen. you read it and smile. tooth rotting sweet as usual, what more do you expect from jae? you pick up your phone, texting him back. 

you: ok!! thank u but im good rn :) luv ya 

you lock your phone, continuing your activities. you press the plus sign on your speaker, upping the volume trying anything to get you into a good mood. mumbling some lyrics here and there while you get ready. once you’re done you twist the door of your bathroom, but you come to an abrupt pause. the house is empty now…which means you have no ride. you facepalm. you can’t text jae now, it’s been like 10 minutes since he left. you internally whine, moving to sit on your bed. you lay back dramatically, huffing as you wonder who the hell you could call. kevin’s free but probably tipsy…afterall in his world it’s always 5 o’clock somewhere. jaehyun and sungchan are at practice, jieun…we’re not even gonna think about her. who else even is there…? 

you sit up in a flash as his face pops up in your head. if you remember correctly he has a 12 o’clock class as well, so it shouldn’t be much of a hassle, right? you hurriedly grab your phone, scrolling until you stumble across his contact. 

you: hey bestie :D !! i need a ride to class, can you pick me up ? 

you cringe at the message, swiping up and out of the app. you bite your lip…were you being too forward? is this crossing any lines? was it too soon? 

you: if not it’s cool!! don’t worry about it lol..

you chuck your phone backwards onto your bed. palms covering your face as you groan loudly. was it always this awkward? like…texting? you don’t know, but what’s done is done. mainly because you can’t unsend it. 

ding!

you flinch at the sound, reluctantly picking up the cellular device. 

eric :) : sure!! be there in five :) 

eric :) : ps…cus you’re cute i won’t charge you for gas money :P thank me later

you roll your eyes at the second message, you’re glad he’s not being awkward about it. you were already emotionally fucked up…you didn’t need another problem added to your plate right now. you sigh happily, gathering your things and moving to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat. settling on a green apple, you bite the fruit scrolling through your fyp while you wait. 

eric :) : i’m here 

—

you make your way out the door, clutching your bookbag strap tightly. why were you so nervous? you weren’t even this nervous when you and him went on your first date! this is so backwards. 

watching your shoes as you hop down the stairs, making your way to his black jdm. you’re glad he’s not standing outside the car like usual, you’d be too embarrassed to look at him face to face. you grab the handle, pulling the car door open. slinging your bookbag off before you climb in. hand running down the back of your skirt to make sure it doesn’t bunch up when you sit. you close the door before turning to look at eric. when you do you let out an audible gasp. 

“o-oh my god!” you say, eyes wide with shock. 

eric laughs, running a hand through his hair. 

“when the hell?” you say, hand moving to touch his newly dyed hair. 

“two days ago, you like it?” he asks, body turning towards yours. 

your finger runs through his hair, admiring the new color. his eyes are on you, watching you with curious eyes. you were still so damn pretty. 

“i do…it suits you” you smile, retracting your hand from his head. 

“thank you m’lady” he grins, hands moving to start the car. 

you shake your head, buckling yourself in before he pulls off. 

—

you make your way through the hallway, squeezing through the many other bodies. you clutch your book bag to your side, trying your best not to bump into anybody. you stand atop your tiptoes trying to glance over the many heads. you eye your classroom, trying to push your way through in

the direction of your class. you successfully make it to class, pushing through the door and hurrying to make it to your seat. you sit down with a huff, head falling onto the table. if you knew it’d be this stressful you would’ve stayed home. 

you sat up, eyes curiously searching the classroom. there were a few other students scattered everywhere, but it wasn’t 12 yet…so more people are sure to show up. you didn’t see sungchan though, you pouted picking up your phone. 

you: HEY FUCKER!! WYA???

bambi: ??? you’re in class ??? 

you: YES

bambi: i’m almost there, save me a seat pls

you thumbs up his last message, sitting your bookbag on the seat next to you. in the last minute or so at least ten or twelve more students poured into the class. you rest your face on top of your open palm, blowing a breath out from your mouth obnoxiously. you really didn’t wanna be here. 

—

you and sungchan stretch in unison, fingers reaching towards the ceiling. you guys turn to face each other, laughing loudly. you both gather your things making your way out to the hallway, thanking the professor on the way out. you loop your arm through sungchan’s skipping side by side down the hallway. 

“you wanna get some food?” he asks and you nod happily. 

“ok, i gotta get my keys from my locker, come on” he tells you, leading you in the direction of the elevator. 

the two of you step into the elevator, pressing the number four. you both wait patiently, stepping out once the doors open for the two of you. 

“you wanna wait right here?” he asks, pointing at the bench outside of the locker room. 

you nod, un-attaching yourself from him and sitting down politely. you cross your legs, folding your hands over your lap. you watch sungchan walk away, both yours and his book bags slung over his figure. you slightly smile, you loved him so much. your left leg bounces, nerves going a little crazy – worried jeno would randomly pop up when you least expect it. you find your nail in between your lips once more, chewing nervously. 

“yooo! haven’t seen you in awhile,” a voice shouts from behind you. 

you jump, eyes wide as you look over the figure. he walks up to you, hand resting on your shoulder. 

“woah, didn’t mean to spook you” haechan laughs, welcoming himself to sit next to you. 

“you fucking dick,” you roll your eyes, punching his arm. 

“ow! why’re you sitting out here? waiting for jeno?” he asks, teasingly wiggling his eyebrows at you. 

you huff out, rolling your eyes at him. you lift your hand again, but haechan grabs your balled up fists so you don’t hit him again. 

“it was a joke, i’m kidding” he tells you.

“i’m waiting for sungchan, we’re gonna go eat”  you say to haechan, tugging your hands from his grip. 

“—and jeno and I are no longer acquainted, thank you very much” you huff, turning your nose up. 

“wait, really? why, what happened?” haechan asks, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“don’t wanna really talk about it, but he can’t keep his dick in his pants to save his life” you mutter with a roll of your eyes. 

haechan makes an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, nodding his head in understanding. you nod as well, turning your head to the sound of the door opening, haechan peeking around your shoulder. sungchan walks out, spinning his car keys on his finger. you stand up, brushing your skirt down. haechan follows suit, standing up as well. he daps sungchan up and gives you a kiss on top of your head. 

“i’ll see you guys later,” he yells out, holding the locker room door open. 

the two of you waved goodbye to the boy, turning around to make your way to the elevator. 

“yo sungchan! i forgot to ask—” his sentence is cut short as he sees who is standing in front of him. 

you and jeno make eye contact, your mouth drying up at the sight of him alone. you shift on your feet nervously, swallowing hard. jeno’s eyebrows crinkle in confusion and anger. 

“hey roomie…what’d you need?” sungchan asks with a nervous laugh. 

“so you’re too good to text or call me back because you’re hanging out with my best friend?” jeno asks, looking past sungchan at you. “hey…i’m both of your guys’ best friends.” sungchan says. 

you roll your eyes, turning your gaze elsewhere. you didn’t have the energy to deal with this right now. not only did you not come here for this but you’re hungry as hell. not a good mixture. 

jeno scoffs when he realizes you’re not going to reply, “oh so you really think you’re too good, huh? can’t even speak to me.” he says, mockingly laughing at you. “fuck off jeno,” you say, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“whatever, are you coming back to the crib tonight?” jeno asks, turning his attention to sungchan. 

sungchan thinks about his question for a bit, but he shakes his head no. “i’m going to haechan and yuta’s for the tournament…they want their asses whooped in mario kart again,” he chuckles lightly. jeno nods in understanding, smacking sungchan’s back with his palm. “i’m having jieun over, I needed it empty tonight” he winked at you. 

you scoff loudly, can you believe this fucking asshole? you can’t believe you used to like him. 

“you’re a dick, fuck you” you say, not breaking eye contact with him. jeno shrugs, leaning down towards your face. you back up in disgust, not wanting to be anywhere near him at all. “let me know when you’re done being petty and I promise I’ll take you back, princess,” he whispers, curling a piece of your hair behind your ear. you smack his hand away angrily. “never in a million fucking years,” you say through gritted teeth, turning away. 

you make your way to the elevator, pressing the down arrow. sungchan follows suit, nervously fiddling with his fingers. you huff out, blowing the stray hairs in front of your face away. you were beyond livid right now. 

—

[ the (3) stooges ] 

you: jeno fucked jieun. 

you: and they’re meeting up to fuck again 2nite

you: feeling suicidal :) 

kev: WAIT ARE YOU DEADASS?? 

you: i wish i was fucking lying. 

kev: what an asshole…that’s so disappointing

jaebae: i’m omw

[ you and kev ‘?’ this message ] 

kev: where are you going??? 

you: ^

jaebae: to fuck him up . 

[ kev hearted this message ] 

you: no?? wtf???

kev: ignore her, go fuck him up!!! beat his ass!!! 

[ jaebae liked this message / yn disliked this message ] 

you: i’m so serious, what if you lose your scholarship :( 

[ kev disliked this message ]

jaebae: sigh

kev: fucking party pooper, boo tomatoes boo!! 

you: thank you i love u guys 

[ jae + kev hearted this message ] 

you lock your phone, sitting up off of sungchan’s lap. you make your way to the kitchen to grab a drink. twisting the cap on the bottle of water, you take a few sips as you walk back into the living room. 

“who the FUCK threw that bannana?!” haechan asked and yuta smirks in response to his outburst.

“what are you gonna do about it, huh?” yuta asks, throwing another banana towards haechan’s character. 

sungchan is quiet throughout the game, eyebrows crinkled in sheer concentration. you eye the gold number one in the corner of his screen. all the other boys moan out in agony as he crosses the finish line. haechan throws the switch controller down onto the couch angrily. 

“fuck you” yuta says, flipping your best friend off. you and sungchan laugh at the boys' reactions, finding them amusing. 

you guys all looked at the door confused when the doorbell rang. yuta gets up to answer the door, and you all look curiously from your seats. 

“eric? what’s up!” yuta says, unlocking the door for him and his friends. 

you turn to sungchan with wide eyes, sungchan smiles at you. 

“take your mind off jeno for now…he’s my friend but he’s being a dick right now” he tells you, ruffling your hair. 

“you invited them?” you ask, and sungchan nods. 

“i swear i’m—” you start but you close your mouth abruptly when you hear your name being called. “yn? is that you?” eric asks, you turn around slowly with a sort of awkward smile. “i didn’t know you’d be here, would’ve come over sooner,” eric joked, sliding into the open seat next to you. sungchan rubbed your back before he stood up to walk away. 

“you met my friends, right?” he asks, pointing back at his two friends. sunwoo and juyeon wave at you with a smile. “is this your girlfriend?” juyeon asks, you and eric blush madly. sunwoo elbows him in the side, offering a small apologetic smile. “s-sorry, it’s just–when you guys were at the club…i-i thought” the black haired boy stutters. 

“it’s fine,” you smile, hands holding your blushing face. eric is just as red as you, coughing at the now awkward environment. “we’re not dating, jackass,” eric says, running a hand through his hair. 

“you guys want in?” you hear haechan ask.

sunwoo and juyeon’s eyes light up at his question, practically running to grab a controller. you watch them, laughing at their excitement. yuta then makes his way back to the living room, speaker in hand. what was a small quiet get together is now a very noisy party of seven. 

“do you wanna go outside?” eric asks, leaning down to whisper the question into your ear. with blushing cheeks you nod yes, following him out the front door. 

haechan looks at sungchan both of them sharing a nod before sungchan pulls his phone out. 

[ bsb bozos ]

hae: wooooah yn went with him outside ;)

sungchan: lol fr? just them?

hae: yuuuup

jeno: ???

hae: oh shit

sungchan: wrong gc, fuck.

hae: yea my bad jen lmao

jeno: who are you guys talking about?

[ read 11:34am ]

jeno: you little shits better answer me 

[ haechan liked this message ]

hae: i love aggressive men <3 

hae: yn went outside with eric :)))

sungchan: stfu omg you can’t hold water for shit. 

hae: im sorry D:

jeno: are you deadass?? im omw you fuckers better watch her, if he touches her istfg 

hae: you got it daddy— boss!

sungchan: i meaaaan…

jeno: chan don’t fw me rn

sungchan: no bcus you literally told her you were gonna fuck her now ex bestfriend…

sungchan: but now you want us to watch her?? because she went outside with someone?? 

sungchan: it’s ass backwards…you can stick your dick in anything that walks & she has to be ok with it but when she’s in the vicinity of another man you’re losing your fucken mind. make your mind up jeno, we’re not kids. if you want to be with yn, then tell her AND show her that. stop making shit complicated. we all know you want her. 

hae: ok, but it’s giving poet…modern shakespeare if you will 😫 .

sungchan: LMFAOOO stfu haechan 

jeno: im not responding to that shit in full, you talk to damn much. but ik im in the wrong, but im selfish ass toxic mf and she knows that. im omw rn, you don’t have to watch her…but i am taking her home so you don’t have to worry about us. 

hae: oh we’re not worried abt y’all…were worried for eric

sungchan: ^ yeah…will he be ok? his team still needs him lmao..

jeno: i won’t touch him…

sungchan: im not buying it, where’s the rest

jeno: if he’s not touching her, i’ll be cool. 

hae: alright lee, stop texting cus ik you’re driving.

sungchan: ^ adios 

—

“wait wait, so you didn’t always live here?” you ask, and eric nods. “nope, i just came back this year.” he confirms, and you nod with a slightly agape mouth. “how are the states? is it as fun as people make it seem?” you question, eric holds his chin with two fingers trying to figure out how to answer. “i like the states…different—very, but it’s enjoyable.” he replies and you nod. “you wanna go?” he asks, referring to the states and you nod excitedly. “ugh, it’s my biggest dream…but i

haven’t gone yet,” you pout, bottom lip slightly jutting out. you wrap your arms around yourself, seeking warmth from your hands. 

eric notices and slips out of his hoodie, offering it to you. you shake your head, waving your hands. “it’s fine,” you say. “wasn’t asking, yn” he tells you, already putting the hoodie over your head. you reluctantly push your arms through the holes, pulling the oversized sweater on. eric slides his hands under your hair, lifting it from under the sweater. he curls some of it behind your ear and you look up at him with a sweet smile. “uh, thank..you” you say, fiddling with the hem of his sweater. eric looks back at you, with kind eyes, loving how you look in his sweater. he bends down slowly, inching towards your face. you bit your bottom lip, contemplating whether or not you should let this happen. it’d be wrong, right? to lead him on, you know you don’t like him…not more than a friend. so why let him do this? it’ll only hurt him again. before you know it, he’s centimeters from you, his lips so close to yours. you sigh, squeezing your eyes shut. you wait for his lips to touch yours, squeezing your hands together. your nails dig into the skin of your palms. 

before his lips could touch yours, you’re being tugged away from his grasp. your eyes shoot open, you’re now staring at the back of a tall figure. 

“the fuck do you think you’re doing, huh?” the man says, his grip on your wrist was tight and unwavering. 

“jeno?!” eric says, astonishment evident on his face. you and him both were just as surprised at his presence. 

“w-when did you get here?” you ask quietly, trying to pull away from him. jeno turns to you, eyeing the sweater on you. “take this shit off,” he tells you, pulling at the sleeves. 

if you didn’t do it yourself he was going to do it himself. you tug the sweater up and off of you, wrapping your arms around yourself. you guys may be on bad terms but you know better than to aggravate an already angry lee jeno. eric scoffs loudly in response to the scene unfolding in front of him. 

“yn, what the fuck is going on right now?” eric asks and you open your mouth to respond. “don’t fucking talk to her.” jeno seethes, looking at eric angrily. he throws the man his sweater back and turns away. he grabs your hand, tugging you away from eric. you shriek, looking back at eric slightly waving as jeno drags you along. 

“j-jeno, my wrist..it hurts” you say quietly. 

jeno stops walking, causing you to run into his back. you stumble, holding your nose from the impact. you look up curiously, wondering why he stopped walking. “you know how angry i get when you do shit like this,” jeno whispers, and your eyebrows crinkle. “w-what do you mean?” you ask. “don’t play dumb.” he tells you, pinning you against the wall. you flinch at the way it feels against your skin, but you couldn’t care less right now. 

“everytime i see you with someone that isn’t me,” his hands snake around your waist. “i fucking hate that shit…and you know it” his hands grab your ass, squeezing it until you moan out. “i’m selfish, and you’re all mine baby” you bite your lip, looking up at him with glazed over eyes. 

“w-what about jieun…” you whisper, needing to know. 

“i fucked up, and i’m sorry..” he tells you curling a piece of hair behind your ear. you nod in response. “did you…” jeno shakes his head, finger grazing your lips shushing you. “no baby, we didn’t…i promise” he tells you, bending down to kiss your head. you nod in response.

you’d rather not talk, it's been a long night. you’re relieved to say the least though…you’re glad they didn’t sleep together. you don’t know what you would’ve done or said if he said they did. 

“take me home,” you say, turning your head away from him. 

jeno nods, grabbing hold of your hand. “let’s go baby,” he says, leading you towards his car.

—

[ the (3) stooges ] 

* ‘kev kev’ added ‘bambi’ and ‘hae <3’ * 

you: there’s 5 of us now, gc name is incorrect. 

hae <3: omg girl stfu

[ you changed the gc name to “yn for prez :D” ]

bambi: lmfao tf kind of name

kev kev: i hope you know i would n e v e r vote for you :)

you: rude asf. 

hae <3: yeah yeah, shut up. what happened yesterday ?!

kev kev: oh yeah! how’d it go last night??

bambi: ^

you: ??? wdym

kev kev: did you get dicked down last night?

you: wtf?? no. 

hae <3: mission: failed

kev kev: fat ass sigh

you: wait a damn minute…

you: YOU DICKS!! YOU SET ME UP DIDN'T YOU????

you: i knew it…jeno literally just popped up. 

kev kev: IT WAS THEIR IDEA 

[ bambi + hae <3 disliked this message ] 

bambi: stfu you’re a fucking liar

hae <3: jus because i helped doesn’t mean i was involved :(

you: i’m gonna fuck you two up

[ kev + hae <3 liked this message / bambi disliked this message ]

bambi: yn, i love you 

[ you liked this message ] 

bambi: it wasn’t me D: pls believe me 

[ you liked this message ] 

you: <3 

[ kev + hae <3 disliked this message ] 

kev kev: in FRONT of me ?! 

hae <3: ^ ong, ur so fake bro ):

kev kev: fuck u yn :( 

jaebae: can you guys shut the fuck up?? i have a game tmrw u asshats 

you: sorry :(

kev kev: im shutting the fuck up. 

bambi: aye aye captain 

hae <3: yes daddy. 

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you skipped down the hall with jaehyun, his arm slung over your shoulder. he insisted on walking you to class today, you were a bit taken aback but you let him do so. 

“so, what’s up after class?” he asks. “i go back to practice today—i’m excited” you reply back, a glint showing in your eyes. jaehyun looked down at you fondly, he adored you. “should i be worried..?” you ask, turning to look at him. jae shakes his head no, petting your hair. “just didn’t want you running into him again alone,” he tells you, a small smile spreads across your features. 

you wrap your arms around his middle, buying your face in his chest. “thank you, jae…i appreciate you” you tell him, he chuckles lightly. bending down a bit to press a kiss to the top of your head before he turns you around to push you through the classroom door. 

jeno watches from afar with an annoyed expression. his fists at his sides, jaw clenched tightly. he hated seeing you with other guys. fuck everybody that wasn’t him. though he knows everything between you and jaehyun is all platonic, it still bothers him. 

jae turns around, making eye contact with jeno. he rolls his shoulders back, jutting his chin in his direction slightly—silently greeting him. jeno doesn’t nod back, he just stays still—fists still shaking with rage. jaehyun smirks slyly, turning away from jeno clutching his book bag strap.

—

you sat in class quietly, jotting down notes every now and again. you were mainly zoned out though—pondering on what jeno was doing right now. you pushed the pen into your cheek, clicking the button in and out. you wondered what he had on right now, or if he was listening to music, or if he was thinking about you too. you didn’t know why your mind drifted off to jeno lee, but you couldn’t help it. after the encounter with him last night, he’s been heavy in your head. 

ding!

j: come to me after class. 

what are the odds, lol. you say to yourself in your head. you pick up your phone, clicking the notification. 

j: and you better have me unblocked or else yn. 

[ you disliked this message ] 

you: stfu i do what i want

you: where and why

j: don’t question me & stop being funny.

j: locker rooms, right after class. not a minute later.

j: don’t make me fucking wait. 

you rolled your eyes, leaving him on read. a little riling up never hurt anybody…well, never hurt you at least. plus, you already know what’s going to go down—why not get him all worked up beforehand? he deserves it after all, that little stunt he pulled at the club. 

—

you rock back and forth on your feet in the elevator. you were a little nervous. you fiddle with your fingers, rubbing over the acrylic on your nails. it was just jeno…why are you worried.

you: um…im up here, wya?

j: come to the back. 

you lock your phone, nodding your head. you push through the swing doors, making your way to the back of the locker rooms. you take a deep breath before you twist the doorknob. you peek from behind the door, everything looks the same. same chair, same desk, same jeno. 

“took you long enough” he says through gritted teeth. you don’t respond, you just step fully into the small room before you close the door behind you. “come here,” he tells you. 

you slowly make your way to him, eyes on the floor. he’s shirtless, leaning against the desk. sweat is collected above his brow, you wonder if he’s fresh out of practice. jeno’s index finger curls under you chin, jerking your head up. though he’s leaning against the desk he’s still towering over you. his intimidating features and size make your legs tremble. you look up at him, chewing on your bottom lip nervously. 

“don’t be so scared love..” he whispers, bending down to be closer to you. you gulp down hard, both your mouth and your throat suddenly dry. “i-i have practice…a-at 2:30” you tell jeno and he smiles down at you. “we’ll be done by then, but i don’t know if you’ll be able to stand.” jeno loops a finger through your belt loop, tugging you into him. as your body collides with his he bends down to catch your lips in a kiss. your hands are awkwardly pressed against his chest, not really knowing what to do with them. one arm is holding you in place, the other placed at the back of your neck. “i missed you,” he tells you through small kisses and breaths. “didn’t miss me when your tongue was down jieun’s throat,” you spit back, slightly pushing him back. 

jeno laughs, looking up at the ceiling before his eyes fall back onto you. you cross your arms over your chest. you were going to let him get away with it, but you can’t let it slide. not after what he told you that same day. even after what he showed you? you needed answers. 

“yn…come on, i already apologized.” he tells you, hands moving to touch you again. you jerk back so he doesn’t touch you, jeno sighs in response.

“jeno. you told me you loved me, then you went and made out with jieun that same day!” you tell him, and he holds his face in his hands, an exasperated sigh falling from his mouth. “you went outside with eric and left me there by myself, how do i know you didn’t make out with him?” he shoots back at you. you scoff rolling your eyes at his response. “i broke it off with him for you,” you tell him. “ok…and jieun came onto me and i wasn’t thinking straight” he tells you, walking towards you…wanting to hold you. “i was watching you and eric that night, why do you think i was so mad?” he says, eyebrows furrowed in slight anger. “when i came up to you at the bar? that wasn’t when i first got there,” you look up at him, expression full of confusion. “i seen him help you down the stairs, watch your drink, hold your purse—all that shit,” he says to you and you’re rendered speechless. “that should’ve been me…and i swear if i could go back in time and go with you, that night—i would.” he concluded his statement, hands holding your face softly. 

you stand on your tiptoes to capture his lips in a kiss, you knew you would fold and forgive him…all you wanted was a proper apology. you couldn’t stay mad at him for too long…

“are you still mad at me?” jeno asks after he pulls away from your lips. you respond silently, bringing your hands up to show ‘just a little’ with your fingers. the both of you laugh, going back to making out. jeno’s hands grip your waist tightly, if he’s speaking honestly he’s afraid of letting you go. he feels that if he lets you go he’ll lose you again…and he can’t risk that, never again. 

“don’t leave me again…” he whispers, lips barely grazing yours. “never leave me…please” he’s practically begging right now. “don’t do shit to push me away then jeno,” you tell him, arms wrapped around his shoulders. he nods in response, arms wrapping tighter around your middle. he squeezes you softly, inhaling your scent. 

—

the last few days have been hectic to say the least. you and jeno have been in contact, very much so in fact. you’ve been over to his place a few times but you haven’t brought him around jaehyun yet. you feel kind of bad, he tried so hard to protect you from him but you went right back. so you don’t have the heart to tell him you guys are on good terms just yet. 

jaebae: im waiting outside, sungchan is here too !

you: okaaay, im coming rn just have to grab some things from my locker. 

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“look at you, what have i done…” jeno says into your ear, licking the back. “you were such a good girl, where’d she go? hm?” you don’t respond, you just look up at him from your place on the floor. your pretty eyes are glazed over with wetness from your previous activities. 

“you just do everything i fucking tell you too, huh?” jeno’s hand goes back to your hair, gripping your locks firmly. “such a good little slut for daddy,” he praises you. your bottom lip is caught between your teeth, biting down hard enough to draw blood. you look up at him wanting for him to do something so badly. jeno looks down at you slyly, smiling at you sickly. “you want my cock, baby?” he asks rhetorically, bobbing your head up and down for you. “yeah? huh? you want it?” he asks, making you nod your head again.. “p-please…” you whisper, looking up at him with teary eyes. jeno groans audibly, grip tightening on your hair. he jerks your head in the direction of his pants, squishing your face against his clothed boner. you whine, hands going to grip his legs to stabilize yourself.

“unzip em, now” he tells you. 

you nod, hands shakily moving to unzip him. jeno jerks you back by your hair again, and you yelp. he bends down slightly, getting close to your face. “use your fucking mouth” he says, unoccupied hand squishing your cheeks. he hallows them out, forcing your tongue to poke out. he stands back up to his full height, moving you back to in front of his bulge. you open your mouth teeth grazing the cold metal of his zipper. you grab the zipper with your teeth, pulling it down—unzipping him. 

“such a good slut for me,” jeno praises once you free his rock hard cock. “open.” he demands and you obey. lolling your tongue out of your wet mouth, waiting patiently for your treat. jeno strokes his dick a few times, thumbing the tip. he spreads his pre cum around, making your anticipation and need for him run wild. he leans forward, spitting into your open mouth.

“you ready for me?” he asks and you nod, mouth still hanging open.

he slaps the tip on your tongue, grinding against you a few times. low girthy groans leave his mouth, loving the wetness of your mouth. your arms are politely crossed behind your back, knowing you're not allowed to touch him unless he says so. 

“fuck, i missed this” he moans out, pushing deeper into your mouth. his tip is hitting the back of your throat making you gag but you couldn’t care less. jeno’s other hand goes to your hair, pushing further down your throat. you gargle around his length, choking on his size. jeno loves the sound of you choking, ego boosting a bit as it reminds him how big he is. he looks down at you, sweat dripping down his bare chest and forehead. hot tears roll down your face as you look back up at him. he fucks into your mouth a few more times, nearing his orgasm. you shut your eyes tightly, letting him abuse your throat roughly. “f-fuck—shit” he mumbles, biting his lip as he empties his load down your throat messily. a mixture of your salty tears, spit and cum drips down your mouth and chin. jeno bends down to look at you closer, eyeing the slick mixture of nastiness as it drips down. it all pools atop your cleavage but you were too busy trying to catch your breath to care. you gasp in and out, chest heaving. jeno smiles sickly. god he loved ruining you. 

“you’re so hot, i fucking love you” he whispers, crashing his lips onto yours. 

—

“hey! what took you so long?” jae greets you with open arms. 

you slightly smile, accepting his free hug. he holds the back of your head, his other hand rubbing your middle. you sigh out of sheer habit, you were a sucker for hugs like these. may or may not have to do with you liking to be dominated…but who cares? 

“mmm, my bad…ran into an old friend” you mumble into his chest. jaehyun just nods, still holding you. 

“alright fuckers, we’re hungry. let’s go!!” haechan yells from his seat in sungchan’s car. 

you and jae laugh, parting from each other. he opens the car door for you, and you accept happily. 

j: stop letting that fucking asshole touch you. 

you: why are you even watching us???

j: that’s how i hold you after im done rearranging your guts, he’ll never be me.

you roll your eyes at his jealous texts. the toxicity is real. 

you: what are you on about?

j: fuck jeong jaehyun that’s what. 

you: omg. bye jeno. 

j: don’t play with me, i’ll fuck you in front of him. 

you: is that a threat or a promise?

j: you into that ?? such a nasty little slut. 

you: your slut. now get off my phone, im with my friends. 

j: i love you

[ you liked this message ] 

—

“so~ what you been up too?” haechan asks you. you roll your eyes, biting the fry in your hand. 

you were seated in between haechan and jaehyun. the six of you guys occupied the booth in the back of the burger joint. it was just the four of you guys, but you guys ran into eric and sunwoo so haechan extended the invite. 

the more the merrier you guessed lol. 

“not much, i had practice yesterday…haven’t been there in awhile” you say, haechan nods in response. 

“ahh, fun. you like being back?” he asks with a full mouth of hamburger. you don’t even flinch at it, you guys are more than comfortable with each other. “i like it, I missed playing,” you respond.

you fiddle with the straw in your cup, you’re very full and kind of bored now. you watch everyone talk and chow down. haechan and sungchan are talking about some new girl on the cheer squad, sunwoo and jae are talking about god knows what. but eric…is looking at you. you hold eye contact with him, you wonder what he’s thinking. 

eric: can we talk? 

you look down at the text and look back up at eric. he nods at your phone, telling you to text back. 

you: …about?

eric: yk what yn…come on. pls?

you: idk eric…i don’t have anything to say.

eric: what? we almost kissed that night

eric: i gave you my sweater dude

eric: none of that meant anything? none of it? 

you: eric, i already told you…i like you as a friend. 

eric: you were gonna let me kiss you that night 

you: i know..and i shouldn’t have, i’m sorry

eric: i don’t want your sorry 

eric: i want you

eric: please, give me a chance yn

“can you take me home?” you whisper into jae’s ear. you clutch the bottom of his shirt tightly. 

“wha? are you ok?” he asks, too loud for your liking. you look at eric out of the side of your eye, he’s staring at the two of you. you were never good with confrontation, but in your defense you already shot him down. one time should be enough. 

“ok, babe let’s go.” he tells you, holding your hand. 

he guides you out the booth, helping you stand up. you clutch his hand tighter, just wanting to be home at this moment. “yoo, where are you guys going?” haechan slurs, obviously having had one too many beers. “i’m—” you cut him short. “s-say it’s because of you,” 

“i don’t feel too well, and she’s sleepy,” he lies with a pretty smile.

 you couldn’t have asked for better friends. 

eric looks like he’s about to say something but he doesn’t. he watches you quietly, walking away hand in hand with jaehyun. 

—

“so he made you feel uncomfortable?” kevin asks, fingers running through your strands. 

you nod, nuzzling your face into his lap, sleepiness overcoming your senses. “i know it’s kind of my fault—i shouldn’t have let him almost kiss me..” you confess. kevin hums in response, still rubbing your head. it was putting you to sleep, relaxation was inevitable due to his motions. 

“it was still a dick move though, i’m glad jae was there.” kevin says and you hum, agreeing with his statement. 

“so what’s up with you and lee?” he asks, figuring you would like a subject change. 

you shrug. 

“not sure, we’ve been fucking…a lot” you mumble, finger tracing the plaid pattern of his pajama pants. “—and he tells me he loves me, but i don’t know kev” you continue on. 

you didn’t want to ramble but you have lowkey been pondering on where the two of you will end up. especially since he’s been more open with his feelings and focusing on you more than he has ever before. there was just a tad bit of an issue.

!! lee jeno doesn’t date !!

duh! this has been the issue since the first time the two of you fucked, yet it feels different now…you can’t deny that. something deep down is telling you he’s going for a different approach but after what he pulled last time you’re not so sure. you don’t wanna be the dumb girl that continues to give your heart to the asshole that keeps breaking it. but then again, you’re a grown ass adult and can make your own grown ass decisions. who’s going to say something about it? 

—

“jeno, stop it!” you whined, kicking your legs like a child. 

you’ve been trying to do your homework for the past hour or so now and jeno keeps on bothering you. tickling, biting, licking, kissing, you name it, he’s done it. you’re splayed across his bed, laptop in sight but certainly not in use. jeno is standing in between your legs, looking down at you. 

“nooo, fuck your homework…cuddle with me” jeno whines. 

his hands trace your bare thighs, the pads of his fingertips tracing the faded hickeys and bite marks left by his mouth. you shiver at his cold touch.

“i dont think i’ve fucked you in this position” jeno whispers, gripping your waist as he bends down to be face to face with you. “um, yeah you did actually,” you tell him, mind dating back to that day he cuffed you and fucked you for not listening to him. you press your finger to his forehead, pushing his face away.

“i don’t remember…” he whispers, making his way up to your ear. “...i guess i’ll just have to do it again,” he says slyly, kissing your ear softly. 

jeno traces your skin with his nose, dragging it from your earlobe and down your neck slowly. he licks a stripe up your throat. you bite your lip, but you have to hold your own. 

“no jeno, not right now…later” you say, your voice betraying you. “you don’t sound so sure of yourself,” jeno laughs, pecking your cheek. “shut up, get off me” you roll your eyes, pushing at his chest knowing you can’t push him if your life depended on it. 

“gimme fifteen minutes, come on” he tells you, intertwining your fingers with his. 

“come on pretty…you know you want me too” he teases, grinding down on you with a sick smirk.

you did want him. when did you not? you roll your eyes at him, letting your head fall back onto the mattress. 

“good girl,” he snickers, kissing your nose. 

“yeah yeah, get on with it” you say. 

jeno falls to his knees, hands automatically grabbing your thighs. he hoists your open legs onto his shoulders. he eyes your panties, leaning forward to kiss your clothed heat. he looks up at you but your looking away. too embarrassed to watch right now. no matter how many times you guys fuck, you’re always shy. 

“look at me babygirl..” he says, voice muffled because his mouth is pressed against you. he pushes your panties to the side, tongue immediately going to tease your clit. you clutch the bedsheets under you, still refusing to look at him. jeno chuckles, arms wrapping tighter around your thighs. his hands squeeze your inner thighs, pinching the supple skin. jeno licks a stripe up your slit, moving his tongue in a circle atop your clit. you moan quietly, not too loud. 

He eyes you again, but you’re still looking away. he breathes out, teeth grazing your thighs. he bites down, sinking his teeth into your inner thigh. you jolt, sucking in a breath. 

“oh my god!” you shout, sitting up onto your elbows in a flash. “fucking listen to me” he says, licking over where he bit you to soothe the pain. a whine comes out your throat as you lay back down. jeno just laughs. 

“now…back to my meal,” he snickers. 

he continues to eat you out like a starved man. you learned your lesson, watching his every move. 

“fuck,” you stutter, struggling to keep your eyes open. jeno loves it. 

“keep em open, baby” he tells you in between licks to your heat. 

he sucks on your clit, middle and ring finger moving in and out of you quickly. your fingers dig into the sheets, gripping tightly to the fabric. you moan out loudly, thankful that the apartment is empty. 

“are you close?” jeno asks, and you nod furiously. 

he fastens his pace with his fingers, unattaching his mouth from you so he can get a good look at your face while you cum. a free hand goes up to squeeze your boobs, rolling your nipple in between his fingers. you let out a shaky moan as you feel that familiar fuzzy feeling in your gut. 

“i’m close–so close” you manage to say. 

jeno nods, licking his lips. he dips back down to your heat, sucking on your clit again. you arch your back at that, thighs squeezing against his face. jeno pushes your legs back open, a small grunt leaving his mouth as he does so. he twists his tongue every which way, getting you to your high. “f-fuck” is all you can mutter before you cum. 

jeno laps it all up. his saliva, your juices and release all mixed together making a slick mess. you push him away weakly, whining because your sensitive. jeno keeps eating though, not bothered by your weak attempt to get him to stop. 

“always so sweet,” he says with a toothy grin, wiping his face with the back of his hand. 

you don’t respond, just flipping him off. jeno rolls his eyes, grabbing your hand. he uses it to flip you over on your tummy. a small squeal of surprise leaves you, you weren’t expecting that. 

“you got your release, now i want mine” he tells you with a small smack to your ass. 

he climbs atop his bed, hands holding your hips. he pushes his clothed cock against your ass letting you feel how hard he is. you bite your lip in response. you were still sensitive. nonetheless you grind against him, rubbing your core against his boner. jeno lets out a low moan, pushing up against you too. you let your head fall against the mattress, hands laid flat against it to keep yourself upright. you swivel your hips, pushing harder against him. 

“fuck, im about to cum in my pants” jeno says and you laugh lightly.

jeno slips out of his sweats with a quickness, wanting to at least be in you for a few before he actually cums. he aligns himself with your hole, pushing all the way in. 

“a-ah, fuck” you say, looking back at jeno over your shoulder. 

“you’ve been taking my cock all week like a good girl, you don’t need to adjust anymore,” he says, pushing in and out of you at a quick pace. 

you can feel every vein on his cock, it’s making your head spin. he grips your hips, steadying himself as he drills you from the back. you squeeze your eyes shut, gripping the sheets under you tightly. you feel like you’re about to cum already. he fucks you fast and hard, his head thrown back girthy moans coming from his throat. sweat drips down his bare chest, a work of art he is. you were sure your hips were gonna bruise though as hard as he’s holding them. 

“always so fucking tight, i love it” jeno says, bending down to be right in your ear. 

he uses a hand to grip your thigh, pulling it forcing you to spread your legs wider. you yelp in surprise. his other hand presses to the small of your back, telling you to arch. 

“f-fuck, there you go–-good girl” he leaves a smack to your ass, fucking into you even harder. 

he’s no longer holding your hips. both his hands are holding the headboard, using it as leverage so he can drill you as hard as he wants. you let yourself go, not even bothering to say you were close. clenching down onto him as you release yourself. he moans at that, feeling the extra wetness. he doesn’t stop though, he keeps going. you feel your nerves going crazy, you were sensitive before but now you were extra sensitive. 

“i’m sensitive, jeno” you whine, using your hands to try and push his hips to make him stop. 

“move your fucking hands” he sneers. 

he grabs both your wrists, pinning them to your back. he continues to fuck you mercilessly. hot tears run down your face, pooling onto the bed sheets. he climbs up your body, making his way to your face. “cum for me, princess” he whispers to you. he kisses your face a couple of times. 

“come on, you can do it” he tells you. you shake your head vigorously. “i know you can do it baby,” he pressed a kiss to your cheek lovingly. 

it blows your mind how sweet he’s being. kissing on you while he fucks the shit out of you. backwards, but makes complete sense as far as lee jeno goes. you let go, that little knot in your tummy coming undone. jeno continues to push in and out of you, allowing you both to ride out your highs. you breathe heavily as you try to calm your nerves. you just came three times in a span of an hour. man he’s good. 

“you did so well,” jeno says as he presses a kiss to your forehead. 

“you’re not touching me for the next two weeks” you say, flicking his forehead. 

“now you know damn well,” jeno laughs, laying down next to you. 

—

“i wanna tattoo” jaehyun says. 

“woah, really? you’d look so hot” haechan says with a mouth full of food. 

“on everything, where do you want it?” you asked, sipping on the drink in front of you. 

you and the regulars were currently on a “once a month lunch date”. your very own friend holiday that you guys created to make sure you guys always stay in contact. today haechan and sungchan crashed you guys, but it’s fine. they’re basically your roommates too. 

“i’m thinking about the forearm” jae answers and you nod. 

“everytime you play everyone will be able to see it, good spot” kevin agrees. 

“do you know what you wanna get?” sungchan asks, jaehyun shakes his head no in response. 

“regular you already gets all the girls, now imagine when he’s tatted” sungchan jokes, you guys all laugh. “man, but i never see you with any” haechan says, looking at jae for answers. “kid you not, as long as we’ve been staying together he hasn’t brought one girl home—ever.” kevin says and you nod. “i can second that statement” you agree with kevin.

jaehyun rolls his eyes in response. “you guys are so embarrassing” he groans, toying with the food on his plate. “it’s true!” you and kevin say in unison. “kev brings home a new girl every week,” you start. “yeah, and yn used to bring jeno over everyday” kevin jokes. “haha, so funny kev. it was not everyday.” you give him a dirty look. “oh please, the man was practically living there,” he follows up. “oh my god, it was like…once or twice a week!” you defend yourself. jaehyun shakes his head with a laugh. 

“it was like everyday…” jae says, scratching the back of his head. 

“fucking traitor,” you mumble with a pout. 

“speaking of jeno…” kevin starts. 

“conversation over.” you shut him down right away. 

“come on, let’s talk about your potential baby daddy,” haechan teases. 

you roll your eyes in response to their teasing. 

“damn, no rubber? you’re wild yn” sungchan says with a laugh. 

“plastic is bad for the environment, you should be thanking me” you joke. 

the table erupts in laughter at your joke. 

“get the bill so we can get the hell out of here” 

—

you and jeno were cuddled up on the couch, flicking through selections on the TV. you were stuffing your face with the popcorn while he tried to find an anime you guys haven’t watched. 

“what about death note?” he asks. 

“love it, but i just rewatched it” you respond. 

“anohana?” “menma is kinda annoying,” “boruto?” “nah, the manga is better,” “full metal alchemist?” “i’m sleep already,” “oh my god. what about jojo’s?” “character design is trash as fuck, hard pass.” “I GIVE UP” jeno says. 

you look up at him like he’s crazy. 

“the hell is your problem?” you say with a mouth full of popcorn. 

“you’re so picky!” jeno sneers, handing you the remote. 

“next time i give you head i’m gonna bite the tip” you say, snatching the remote from him.  

“shut the hell up,” he laughs, wrapping an arm around you and leaning his head on your shoulder. 

“ew get off me, i’m mad at you” you tell him, jabbing your elbow into his middle. 

“just find something baby, damn” he whines, holding your arm in place so you don’t hit him. 

“the holy grail itself,” you say with a wide smile. 

“this? this is what you chose?” he says with a look of disgust. 

“i don’t take cowboy bebop slander, you can shut the fuck up” you say, waving your finger in his face dramatically. “you chose this over all those other choices? really?” his mouth is agape.

“you must’ve never seen this one,” you retort. “hell no, it’s old as fuck!” jeno laughs.”shut up and watch it, you’re gonna love it” you press play on the first episode. 

—

“someone’s been living the good life, huh?” yuta says with a smirk. 

jeno looks back at him confused. 

“huh?” yuta shakes his head, turning him around in the mirror. 

the red scratch marks and bite marks decorated all over his backside. yuta laughs, patting his shoulder. “i’m tryna get like you” sungchan laughs, joining in on the conversation. 

“different girls?” yuta asks and jeno shakes his head no with a disgusted expression. 

“haven’t so much as looked at another girl since i got mines,” he tells yuta, pulling his jersey over his body. 

yuta nods with an impressed expression. 

“so…we’re all thinking about the same girl, aren’t we” haechan says and all the boys start laughing. 

“tell yn we said cut her nails” yuta jokes, slapping the back of jeno’s head before he makes his way out. 

“go figure, look who’s calling me” sungchan laughs, turning his phone so everyone can see. 

jeno sits down on the bench slipping his cleats on. 

“what’s up babygirl” sungchan says when the call connects. 

he laughs at jeno’s glare. 

“wait what? slow down,” sungchan tell you, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

jeno perks up at his serious tone. he motions to his ear, sungchan tosses him his airpod case. 

“i don’t know, i just—can you come here, please?” you say, voice shaky. 

you sounded scared but jeno didn’t know why. he needed to know. 

“where is she at?” jeno mouthed and sungchan nodded. 

“where are you at, baby? send me your location, i’ll come get you” he says and you nod, doing as you were told. “okay, i sent it” you sniffled. jeno was losing his damn mind. why didn’t you call him? 

“don’t tell jeno, please…” you say, and sungchan looks up at him. 

jeno shakes his head no. 

“babe…i have to tell him,” he tells you. 

“no! please don’t, please chan…i’m begging you” you plead and sungchan nods. 

“ok, i won’t. i’m coming right now, don’t go anywhere.” he tells you and you shake your head yes. 

“ok, thank you…love you” you say before you hang up. 

“let’s go, now.” jeno says, grabbing his keys. 

—

“i told you not to tell him, sungchan!” you said, stomping your foot. 

you and sungchan were standing a few feet away from a pacing jeno. not super far but just out of earshot. 

“i couldn’t not tell him yn! he was right there when you called me,” sungchan said, defending himself. you groan, hands flying to your face. you sink down to the ground, shaking your head back and forth. sungchan rolls his eyes at your dramatic actions. he crouches down to be at your level, joining you on the floor. 

“he’s gonna fucking kill me” you mutter, squeezing your eyes shut. “come on, it can’t be that bad” sungchan tells you, rubbing your back. “i came here with eric!” you whisper shouted, looking back to see if jeno heard you. “oh….yeah you’re dead” sungchan says, scratching the back of his head with a sheepish smile. 

“come here yn,” jeno says. 

you swallow harshly, standing to your feet. you stuff your shaky hands into your sweater pockets. shuffling towards where jeno stands, your eyes watch the gravel under your sneakers. once you're in arms length, he grabs your forearm, tugging you towards the back seat. he opens the door aggressively, jerking his chin forward telling you to climb in. you do so, sitting in the middle seat. you fold your hands and rest them on your thighs. jeno tosses sungchan the keys before he climbs into the back seat. 

—

the air is thick. awkward and super quiet. even though there’s music playing it still seems super quiet. you look over at jeno. he’s staring out the window, jaw clenched tightly. even the grip he has on your thigh is strong. 

“j-jeno?” you whisper. 

he doesn’t respond, he just turns to look at you. 

“if you’re not gonna tell me why you were here, i don’t wanna hear shit from your mouth” he sneers. you flinch, his words hurt you. he’s never talked to you like that before. 

“i-i was here with someone…but something came up! i j-just needed a ride home” you lie, believably so at that. jeno wasn’t buying it though. he knows you too well. 

“you’re lying. don’t fucking lie to me, yn” jeno says, he raises his eyebrows at you. 

his serious expression made your stomach churn. 

“i was here with eric…” you admit. 

“i knew it! i fucking knew it—dammit!” jeno yells, fists flying full force to punch the passenger seat in front of him. 

“why? why were you with that son of a bitch?” he asks you, rage evident in his voice. 

you hiccup, trying to calm yourself down and steady your nerves. you scoot back from him, sliding into the seat on your left hand side. 

“it wasn’t anything like that! he wanted to talk, and that’s all we did…” you started. jeno rolls his neck from side to side. jaw still clenched as he stretches his muscles. “he didn’t like my answer to him, so he kicked me out of his car and left me there” you shrugged. 

“he did what?!” sungchan and jeno shouted at the same time. 

“this is why i didn’t want to say anything!” you whined, hitting your head on the back of sungchan’s seat groaning. 

“sungchan take me home, please” you say to your friend. he nods, picking up his phone to type your address in. 

“you don’t wanna come home with me?” jeno asks and you shake your head. 

“i think we both need some time alone,” you tell jeno. “fuck that, i wanna be with you.” he tells you. “did you not see how you just reacted?! you need to blow some steam off, away from me” you shake your head, crossing your arms over your chest. 

“whatever yn,” jeno scoffs. 

“fucking kids” sungchan laughs, continuing to drive. 

—

“ow! stop, i’m sorry!” kevin cried as you pinched his ear. jeno and the other boys watched in amusement as you inflicted pain on the boy. “twist it!” haechan yelled out with a laugh. sungchan giggled, slapping haechan’s arm as he snorted loudly. 

“are you gonna do it again?” you ask tauntingly, kevin nods vigorously. “no, i swear to fucking god–just stop” kevin cries out, and you let him go. he pouts, hand flying to rub his throbbing ear. 

“and fuck you, haechan!” kevin sneers, chucking a pillow in his direction. 

you laugh as you make your way over to jeno. you climb onto his lap, making yourself comfortable on his lap. you snuggle into him, his hands wrapping around you. 

“you’re a little bitch,” jeno whispers, kissing your face. “mhm, what are you gonna do about it?” you stick your tongue out at him. he shakes his head, pinching your thigh. you whine, pushing his hand away. “yeah, that’s what i thought, don’t act tough with me” jeno says and you giggle, nodding your head. 

“haechan would be a really good name for y’all kid” hae says, tossing a pillow at the two of you. jeno catches it, throwing it back his way. “i don’t know why the fuck you thought our pitcher wouldn’t catch that” sungchan deadpans. 

"can you like shut the hell up? i like you better when you're not talking" haechan says, flinching at the taller boy.

“fuck no, kevin is a way better name!” kevin shouted, slapping the back of haechan’s head. “all i know is…i wanna be the godparent,” sungchan says with a wide smile. 

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[ncityavenue]

You confidently asking to top/Dom them (NCT 127)

Ok so I highlighted confidently bc like we ain't on our shy stutter shit over here, TO FREEDOM✊🏾 Alright lemme stfu and get this going💀

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𝙏𝘼𝙀𝙄𝙇

Of course you top, we have to give our old man a break 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 NAH LET ME NOT DO MY BOY TAEIL LIKE DAT DJWIXHSIBWOK IM SORRY YALL THIS SUPPOSE TO BE SERIOUS😭.

He honestly thinks that it's so hot when you just push him down and take control, he gives you that little smile that's like "damn they mine🤭" but for domming he doesn't really care honestly if a night where he's more of the lead then there's that vice versa. Yall relationship is really equal when it comes to sex.

𝙅𝙊𝙃𝙉𝙉𝙔

Ok ik what you're thinking "ain't no way in hell" YES IT WOULD BE PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO TOP OR DOM JOHNNY BUT HEAR ME OUT, you kinda try your very hardest to look disinterested in Johnny's dirty talk and him being on top of you all that sweet jazz, and you're surprisingly successful. He's just like "what's wrong baby😕" and then you break it down to him and he's like "OHHHH ALRIGHT GOTCHU" and then he just flips yall over so now you're on top but it's like how do you do the Dom part? Johnny is so good at adapting to something different so when you say the first dominant thing he's just like whimpers and begs and you're like oh shit I was not expecting this🤨.

MISSION COMPLETED.

𝙏𝘼𝙀𝙔𝙊𝙉𝙂

You already are. There's no discussion BEISNCDBSIM😭 I will never accept this man as a Dom or Top or anyone that thinks so /hj. Anyways, Taeyong just gets off on the fact of you taking control he likes that it brings you pleasure as well so it's a winwin (pun intended). He whimpers A L O T which is why most of the time the whole house knows yall fucking because of his whiny ass, it usually leads to you covering his mouth and that makes him even more roughed up bc he loves the control you have over him. I could get real graphic with this but nah lemme save myself today😭😭

𝙔𝙐𝙏𝘼

I just think it would be physically impossible like with johnny but with yuta you will issue the situation and he'll just be like "mhm yeah sure" and then when yall get to it there's no way of you doing it, if that make sense. Like he has control no matter what, you try to say something perhaps Dom and he kinda laughs at you he really be like "you can try better than that, Ik you can. You don't want me declining your orgasm right?" With a smirk. FUCKING EVIL. But honestly he ends up being the Dom at the end of the day, as for topping, he's all for it. No discussion, he like seeing them tits bounce honestly.

𝘿𝙊𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙂

He's another one that I'm just like it's already established, I see doyoung as a switch but mostly bottom. He thinks it's fair game when it comes to stuff like that and also he gets lazy doing the work so it's ok for you to take over honestly.

𝙅𝘼𝙀𝙃𝙔𝙐𝙉

" I thought you'd never ask." Is the first thing that comes outta his mouth and you're like "so this entire time you wanted me to take over?" He just nods with a smile on his face. Like I feel like if Jaehyun was super needy he's just be like TAKE ME NOW 😩, Especially after dance practice and you're waiting for him to finish and he wants to be clingy he just begs for you and lowkey whines like a child💀

𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙒𝙊𝙊

SWITCH. I think he's right in between so you asking you wanna dom/top for the night is second nature to him, I think he would be attracted to people that know what they want and how to get it so if you want him to scream your name and he's rejecting it just so you can get aggressive with it he goes delulu for that.

HE WORSHIPS YOU.

𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙆

Same thing as Taeyong, This man is basically on his knees begging for you to ruin him. It's just in his horny nature, he likes the way you pull his hair or praise him maybe a little degrading. But PRAISING??? He literally can't do anything without some form of praise, he may act like he doesn't but he does cause even if yall not even having sex or any sorta sexual activity you can be like "You're so good at this Mark" with your calm voice and he's just like "BEOABXUWBWKDBEIAKXOBWHS" on the inside but "Yeah I guess...." on the out. Which makes him so adorable. I COULD GO ON.

𝙃𝘼𝙀𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙉

See cause I was a strong believer of sub haechan and now I'm kinda conflicted (I blame yall for these hard!Dom haechan fanfics fosho) you asking this kinda makes him hot under the collar cause he finds that attractive, Domming him would probably make him even more bratty and annoying but ita alright because you can tame it right? He gets louder which means putting a hand over his mouth because everyone else is sleeping and that sends him over the edge, and he's just like "damn that shit is so hot when you do that" then he get all sentimental n shit😭

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Doyoung's was kinda hard to do because I can never picture doing much sexual things I guess even tho I love him dearly idk he's just one where I never know how to headcanon easily.

BUT ANYWAYS I hope yall enjoyed and this is the end of the BGKSC BYEE BESTIE BOOS 🤗❤

[thatdeadaquarius]

i NEED to see more of your art !!!!!

*bats eyelashes* this is a threat.

AHFLALSDHA WHAT- STOP GET OUT NO U DONT PLEASE-

U WANNA SEE MY ART??!!

IVE BEEN WAITING FOR YEARRSSS FOR SOMEONE TO SEE MY ART-

For future standalone posts like Possession AU/actual Fanfics/Non-Asks I'll probably add some of my art as a fun visual, since it sucks the closest I can get is gifs to feeling more immersed! :/

These I drew over the past 2-3 weeks! They're my lovely OCS, left to right, Lucille, Mara and Sabrina! They're story is a big fat beautiful shit on JK Rowl*ng! Lucille is a black lesbian successful trans woman/future magic council-woman, Mara is a japanese-american hard-headed/bold sapphic woman/future professional magical athlete, and Sabrina is a plus-size queer woman/future professional magical plants necromancer! They're in my twist on Harry Potter universe, where they all go to magical university, and the point is that Mara and Lucille are infamous school rivals, but then fall in love/fall in love with Sabrina too! A magical gay polycule if u will, I've written 2 short stories about them for my fiction class so far!

SHEESH, DO ME A FAVOR AND CLICK FOR QUALITY!!

this was my last project for my illustration 2 class! I have a physical comic book/zine I'm making, but this is the summary TLDR digital piece lol, its actually a sort of isekai of myself into Percy Jackson and changing his fate for the better! (Yes ik his anatomy is ROUGH, dont look at him too hard- SOBS)

Here's an earlier project this year from Illustration 2, I got an article I had to make illustrations for, to help you understand it/add aesthetic to it! My subject was Cosmic Topology, pretty sick topic if u ever wanna look it up, it's about the shape of the universe! :0

^^^

And these-

are the gifs from that art exhibition I talked so much about the past couple weeks! It was my senior art exhibition (a requirement to display art in the uni gallery to graduate!)

irl photos under this text block!

These are actually being projected across pages in a fake photo album/prom guestbook thingy, fully interactive so u can turn the pages and it shows a new animation, like a magical storybook! Also, since it's prom themed, I made it a kinda guestbook/sign book so gallery viewers can get some glitter pens I left out to sign the end of it! I also have a playlist I made playing in the gallery along with it so it's like what they'd play at this prom! :) hope that made sense!

The content is that the girl you see walking around in white is getting social anxiety/stressed out, to the point of dissociating, as a way of doing my theme I've kept up for university of things appearing darker than they initially look (hence the colors + I love colors), and to bring awareness to mental health!

welp, didnt mean to include all that black space, but that's my artist statement too! (u cant see the prints in the pictures, that's just my interactive piece I was talking about!)

hope if u click on the statement it's readable lol

Just click on the Alt text, I pasted it there 😭 also the piece is called

"You're the Star of the Night (you're dissociating)!"

Tumblr hates me so I just made the gif of me actually turning the pages into a link/QR code thingy! feel free to check out if u want :)

Uh anyway, if you made it this far, thank you so much!

Can't wait to make more fanart tbh lol

AND THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN FOR ASKING ORAH!! (sorry it wasnt more genshin stuff whoops...) RLLY HOPE I DIDNT SPAM U TOO HARD-

Safe travels,

💀♒��

[panie-wanie-dean-bean]

Oh noes i hav 2 separate cult au thoughts if i may throw my pennies into the hat, panie 🥺

The first thought is wondering how hungry for power/favoritism cult au Jack would be. I mean with his history as the golden boy of the circus, and manipulating Rory for his own gains since they were young (to give him a new loving home ofc), whats to stop him from doing his best to climb the ranks of the cult harem?

It can't be too hard, just being his kind attentive self, doing what he's told, being an excellent leader (and giving the best dick out of all 9 of them), of course their great leader calls upon him more often than not. Sure it starts with nightly trysts, and asking his opinion on new programs to implement, but...being a leader is so stressful afterall. The MC went their whole lives thinking they were human, and now have all of these duties and expectations.

He wouldn't mind if they vented to him sometimes, asked for his thoughts on their decisions when they doubt themselves, having a shoulder to cry on when they're at their lowest and are feeling vulnerable. He's privy to all their secret desires and insecurities, they've told them as much whether they're leaning on his shoulder, or he's thrusting between their legs as they cling to him. groaning and mumbling how much he's "their favorite" and "if he'd ever want to run away just the two of them, they'd go with him ina heartbeat" through panting breath, running their hands through his hair.

During their pillow talk, maybe the boys pop up in conversation on occasion, Joseph looks so lonely, and he takes such good care of Rory... would it be so hard to ask him if he would spend some time with him? He practically idolizes Jack, and the MC would love it if he tried to be a really good friend to him on occasion, like he is for them~ and they'd be more than happy to reward him for doing such a good job

Maybe they ask him for more favors, just how far is he willing to go to please them?

and what would he do if he ever finds out that MC has done the same with the other boys in a different capacity? (Ik the wise choice of action would be to ask that maybe MC went through the same song and dance with the other boys, told Ian, Nick, Shaun, or Jean that they loved them the most and would run away with them ina heartbeat if they ever got the chance, and how angry/hot that'd probably make Jack)

but in all honesty Im way off topic and just thinkin ofa normal MC havin a bad day, and cuddling with Bo, and kissin his lil snoot and tell him that they're gonna pack him with a bunch of candy and money in a suitcase and run away from their adult Job, and they'd live near a beach lika hermit with their puppy.. before just getting up and going to work the next day, cult au or not.

I mean he's a boyfriend but a pet dog actually, but a boyfriend, and every family dog has to hear either the running away speech, or our rants about a tv show and how we'd write it better while they chew on something on the couch, not caring.

Hey, what? What the fuck, you just waltz in here, say the sexiest most correct shit ever and then just leave? How dare, I wish to kiss you on the mouth. The only thing I disagree with is how often Jack and y/n can be together. Jack's teaching full time and has to practice acts and lines with his friends for their show once summer break hits. He's not absent per say but spending a lot of time with him is rough, for me at least, if you're cool with kids then y'all can hang a lot more often. He does make time for you obvi but he's a busy body and doesn't feel comfortable taking a real break, a habit you might just have to shake him out of

[tokusaatsus]

hello!! can i req chiaki comforting his s/o after a bad day? he’s so silly honestly i wanna put him in my pocket

☆—MORISAWA CHIAKI

“Ughhhh…”

You stumble into your apartment like some reanimated zombie walking the Earth. You’re sure you look like one too, what with the purple bruises under your red-tinged eyes and the snarled hair, so why not add to the aesthetic and roll with it? 

You fall face-first onto the couch, burying your face in the pillows with the intent to lay there for as long as you possibly can. I’m not leaving, nothing can make me. Forget about idols, school, whatever. I’m going to spend the rest of my life here.

Your day has been, to put it lightly, shit, and you’ve had enough of people for today.

You note the feeling of fingers running through the messy strands of your hair, gently detangling the knots. The motion is rhythmic, calming–and it makes the tension seep out of your spine. You go limp against the cushions, a sigh falling past your lips.

“Hey,” Your boyfriend, aka one Morisawa Chiaki, speaks as he continues to card through your hair. “Rough day?”

You groan. You’re so fucking exhausted, what the fuck. “The worst.”

“Aw, I’m sorry. Can I do anything to help? Do you need to vent or something? This hero’s always willing to comfort you however he can ☆!”

You smile to yourself. Cute… “No, that’s fine. Just…stay with me?”

“I can do that!” Chiaki’s voice is loud, and you let out a soft hiss as it echoes around the walls, adding to your awful crying-induced headache. “Oh, sorry…” He attempts to lower his voice. You appreciate it, really, but Chiaki’s ‘indoor voice’ is the equivalent of any normal person’s ‘outdoor voice’.

You’re lamenting your boyfriend’s terrible volume control, when suddenly you’re bodily lifted off the couch and into Chiaki’s arms. And to make things worse (or better, you’re not entirely sure yet), it’s bridal style.

“Eh!?!?!”

You cling tightly to his chest, face buried in his neck as he casually stands up, not shifting a little bit, even with your added weight.

Holy shit.

You forget sometimes, just how strong he is. All that stunt work and practice has made him lithe, yet with well-defined muscles and oh, wow. Biceps. Goddamn.

No! Bad! Not the time…You shake your head rapidly to get rid of all those thirsty thoughts.

“W-where are we going?”

“You are going to bed.” He flashes you a crooked grin. “And I’m joining you! I’ll cuddle all your problems away.”

You feel tears well up again and you jam the heels of your palms into your sockets to prevent any tears from escaping. One would think, with all the tears you’ve shed today, that you’d be all cried out but nooooo.

A hand wraps around your wrist, stopping you. Chiaki stares at you, a little sadly.

“That bad, huh?” A frown crosses his features. “Tell me who made you cry. I’ll beat them up!”

You giggle wetly. “That’s not very hero-like behaviour, baby.”

“Well,” He huffs, “Maybe not me, specifically,  but I’m sure Kiryu wouldn’t mind helping out.”

Your confused expression fades to what you’re certain is your ‘infatuated lovesick puppy’ look, aka your ‘only for Chiaki’ expression, as it has been lovingly (you hope!) christened by the RYUSEITAI juniors. “You’re sweet.”

“Hahaha, only for you, gorgeous ☆!”

☆—notes!

WC: 541 words

hi anonnie!! ik u asked for hurt/comfort technically BUT i decided to focus on the comfort aspect since i am. a sucker for fluff. maybe one day i will write properly competent angst for all the masochists on tumblr.com but that’s in the future ig. anyways i hope u liked it!! this was shorter than i wouldve liked but chiaki is my babygirl so.

[isaacapatow]

* * #walkie-talkies convo with @reneebrxndxn

ike: Come in, Renesnee. I got a serious medical question from out here on the line. You copying, Doc?

Renee: -deep sigh- Go for Renee.

ike: I think there's something inside me. Like some kind of parasite.

Renee: Okay. What symptoms are you exhibiting to think that?

ike: There's this weird bulge in my midsection.

Renee: Midsection like abdomen or midsection like your pelvis?

ike: Abdomen. It's sorta lumpy, it's … oh, fuck, Doc, it's moving--

Renee: It sounds like you're going to need to cut it out. How far from town are you?

ike: I'm about forty-five minutes …shit, shit, it's poking through -- [garbled noises] --he says his name is Kuato and he's got an important mission for you! [sound of Ike badly trying to stifle his laughter]

Renee: You're an ass.

You really radioed me to fuck with me?

ike: Awwww, c'mon. I'm bored to shit out here. I need somebody to keep me awake.

Renee: -deep sigh- You do realize faking a possible medical emergency is not the way to entertain yourself at the benefit of a doctor, right? I was ten seconds from gathering up gear and heading to your location.

ike: You'd do that for me? I'm touched, Doc. [some rustling] Hey, I'm sorry. It was a dick move, you're right.

Renee: Yeah, Isaac, because as much of a pain in the ass as you can be, I'm not that heartless. -stunned silence- Did….did you just apologize to me?

ike: [snorts] I am, once in a blueberry moon, capable of an apology, yeah. I mean… [nothing for a while]

I mean you're pretty goddamn important around here. Your time is.

Renee: Wow…..I'm actually speechless. But thank you….I'm just trying to help out where I can.

ike: Really? It's that much of a shock to you?

Renee: Yeah, actually, it is. You've kind of been an ass since I got here.

ike: Hrrm.

Not to get into a game of tit-for-tat, Doc, but you're kinda stuck-up.

Renee: Really? That's why? Because you think I'm stuck up?

ike: The way you figure you've got my number? Yeah, because I think you're stuck-up.

Renee: I figured you were an ass because you've treated me like an ass. -takes a deep breath- But yeah, okay, I've been a little hostile towards you.

ike: Is it because you wanna fuck me so bad?

[snickering]

I'm joking, I'm joking. That's really all you need to keep in mind when it comes to me, Renee.

Renee: In your dreams, Ike.

I will keep that in mind for the future.

ike: I'm not that complicated. There isn't much to-- [falls silent; sound of tree branches creaking, then faint walker noises]

Renee: Mmhm, of course not….-stops talking when hearing the tree branches and faint walker and proceeds to wait until Ike gives her the all clear-

ike: [walker noises increase; when he comes back on, it's more quietly] Well. Better keep supper warm for me. Looks like I'm gonna be up in this tree for a while.

Renee: -keeps quiet but definitely feels her heart racing as she hears the noises getting louder- Are you okay?

ike: I'm good, don't worry. I'm in one of my lookout eyries, there's no way they're getting to me. It's just… [long exhale] Fuck. It's a horde, and they're mobilizing away from us, but…

Renee: Do you need me to get Ermano to send out a patrol to get you back here safely?

ike: It's not that. They're … they're all kids. In hospital gowns.

Renee: -sucks in a shakey breath- KIds? -pauses to calm herself- How many?

ike: A good dozen. Maybe even twenty, they're still gathering. They're kinda-- [cuts himself off from saying something else, then instead] You okay? I can … I know it's hard to hear this shit. When you've got your boys to think about.

Renee: -there's a long pause as Renee works to keep herself from breaking down. She eventually comes back but her tone is a bit softer- No, it's fine. I'll…I'll be fine. We need to know, right?

ike: Yeah. We do. [coughs and then continues, without the pauses] They're in rough shape. Bites taken out of 'em, some with parts missing. They're moving erratic, for walkers. Some of 'em keep stopping and moving in circles instead of sweeping along with the herd.

Renee: Fucking Hell….-pauses for a moment to wipe her eyes with her sleeve and clear her throat- I'll, uh…I'll let the others know and you can show them where you found them when you get back.

ike: Copy that, Doc. Thanks for the assist.

Renee: Yeah, no problem. Now get your ass back here safely and in one piece.

ike: [quiet chuckle] You want me so bad. Ike out.

[abucketofweird]

Heartstopper Live Reaction: Ep. 7 Sorry

Ep 7: Sorry

- THE FOKELORE POSTER IN TARA’S ROOM

- Ben just leave him alone jeez

- Awww Elle’s gonna get to be in here and queer for her art

- Tao’s mom is so adorable

- The angst is gonna kill me

- FAMILIES TOGETHER IK HOW THIS GOES ITS GONNA BE BADDDD

- yesss nicks mom get David’s ass

- I’m definitely sad Charlie and Tori’s little brother isn’t in the show

- But I get why with time

- Oh bby Darcy I’m so sorry your home life is shit it seems

- The automatic assumption abt a kiss it’s rough

- I don’t think Darcy is going to be comfortable in a suit with her family probably being homophobic

- DARCY IN THE CROCS I CANT

- everyone lending her money is so sweet

- Oh Issac thank you for representing how it feels to be aroace

- NOTHING IS WRONG WITH U BBY

- NOT THE RIGHT PERSON LINE THATS NOT WHAT U SAY

- I’ve been crying since the last so with Issac

- Issac honey I understand completely

- Expect a whole Issac post once I get emotionally ready to talk abt it

- That realization is so real I can’t

- he’s figuring out that other people feel the same way

- Oh Imogen u were so close but ur the token straight (maybe)

- Her art is def going to be abt Tao

- JESUS BEN GO THE FUCK AWAY YOU ARE SO CREEPY

- at least he apologized a little

- I still hate him

- YAY NO MORE BEN

- being messed up doesn’t give u the permission to be an ass and treat ppl horribly

- YESSS CHARLIE YOU ARE AMAZING

- AGAIN CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT

- YOU NEVER HAVE TO FORGIVE SOMEONE

- SORRY DOENT MAKE IT UP

- thank god his “redemption” we were scared of didn’t happen

- The little ocean bit was such a good addition

- Here comes the shit show

- Nick doesn’t owe him anything that’s right Sarah

- Tori is so annoyed with David I love it

- YES TORI I LOVE YOU

- Awww Nick you deserve to be honest

- SARAH IS A QUEEN I LOVE YOU OLIVIA COLMEN

- show don’t tell your actions are more than words

- I like that they showed David not being important to his dad too

- At least dad is being nice abt the bi thing

- GET HIM TORI

- Oh Darcy you deserve so much better

- the angst was real

This episode is probably the most angsty one this season! So much happened that was amazingly great and sad!! The words aromantic asexual were actually spoken on a tv show with millions of viewers!!!! That really got me and how he felt abt the discovery was so relatable!!! Issac had such a similar experience with his identity that I had so it’s really great for me to see that!!! The whole dinner scene was amazingly done!!! Nick was amazing and his father needed to hear them!!! He isn’t a dad and he can’t judge Nick!!! Tori was just THE BEST!!! And Darcy’s home life is finally being revealed!!!

100/10

[akmsfaerun]

It’s about to be a rough one… my brother is now in lockup because he was in violation of his probation. The thing about it is we have all been clean for almost a week now and somehow he got some into his system. His girl and I are left here alone to figure it out, we don’t get along the best. For him we have to suck up our pride and double down on being there for each other and making sure the house stays afloat. Luckily today I just got a real nice job so starting Monday I’ll be making good money, and she got approved for her new job making good money so for a week or two we will be in the shit. Once we get up and going things will get better, but we all know bad things come in 3’s and both our birthdays are on the 22nd. Storms happen on my birthday and bad things happen on hers. We are gonna buckle up and prepare for the hurricane that’s bound to smack us, it may not be an actual hurricane but something is bound to happen for us. After the third act of misery it should be clear sky’s and smooth sailing for a little bit. Two Geminis opposite/not opposite genders stuck together weathering the storm together, rough seas are bound to happen but family love will keep us safe. As for now we both have to be strong together, even though we both want to break mentally for same and different reasons. I’m missing my brother already almost cried on the phone with him, but was strong cause she needed strength while she broke. Ik she’ll be strong when I finally break in front of her, I try to break when alone so I don’t affect anyone. I almost broke during my interview when asked about my situation with my son, I had to pause and apologize for my emotional distress cause I miss my baby boy. Luckily they understand and are willing to work with me when I get my son for visitation, I talked to my mom and I will see my son this summer sometime I’m excited for it and looking forward to it.

[ouroboobos]

Moodboard for when its barely past 10 am and the horrors.

Also long ass fucking rant under the cut tw for mentions of depression, disordered eating, suicidal thoughts, shitty mom. Its been a bad morning im sorryyyyyyy ♡

Literally why does my mother care so much more about her fiances kids than us. I dont think she actually loves them more, ik she loves us a lot which is weirdly part of what makes her so difficult to be around. But shes has so much more compassion and concern for them.

Two of his kids have been depressed and with the first one she like talked about it with me and described this whole plan they had where they were gonna sit down with her and comfort her and give her space to talk if she wanted and make sure she knew she wasnt in trouble. She was so sympathetic it was fucking unbelievable. And his other daughter is apparently in a bad spot rn so hes taking a day off from work to spend time with her and my mother is planning this whole dinner thing with everyone to get her socializing and out of the house a little bit to help her feel a little better. Like are you FUCKING kidding me lmfao.

When I was 13 and I had to go into treatment because I was gonna kms she spent almost the entire time guilt tripping me and yelling at me and making me feel like shit because it was "so hard for her" and I was "trying to make her feel like a bad mother" and "making people think she was abusive". Nicest thing she did was buy me McDonalds when I got discharged and she brought it up constantly for months afterwards. I was practically never allowed to leave the house already, but she started restricting me even more. She'd get angry at me for not talking to her about my problems (because she believed I was doing it to try to make her feel guilty) but if I ever told her I'd had a panic attack or a flashback shed get annoyed and say "well I dont know what you want me to do about it" OR shed freak the fuck out about how I was only saying that to get attention or make her feel like she wasnt doing a good job as my parent. She found out the people at the facility said there were some changes she could make that might help my mental health, and she got so upset that my grandma took me out for a few hours so I wouldn't have to be around her until she'd cooled down a little.

I've regularly been so suicidal that I had detailed plans written up for how I was going to go through with it and I never sought help for it again because I knew from experience how shed respond. The only things that have kept me alive for years at a time were my little brother and the fear of hell instilled in me by my Christian upbringing lmfao. And here she is planning out social events and spending hours comforting her fiance's kids when they hit a rough patch. Are you fucking serious? You had this in you the whole fucking time?

I could write a whole fucking essay on the role she's played in my disordered eating patterns. I could write an even longer essay about how she handled my sexual abuse. Her accusations that I was sleeping with everyone got even worse whwn she found out lmfao. And this fucking cunt wants to make dinner and get ice cream for her FIANCE'S KIDS because theyre sad. Obviously I'm glad shes treating them better but like christ what makes them so much better? Is it because theyre smart and come from a nicer family? They have an actual future ahead of them because theyre uprbinging didnt traumatize them? Is it that theyre not tainted like I am I dont get it what about me is so horrible that she couldnt even hug me when I was a child and she cares so much about another persons kids

[oneofus1048104]

@burningboxes

hey there bud. unknown here. i just wanted to say smthn. im sorry for not respecting what you wanted, and im sorry that i couldnt cut off contact with you for good and keep to what i wanted to say. i admit i do not respect what you want, but thats because due to the amount of memories we made (enabling or not) were very personal to me, and i didnt wanna let go so soon. it was way too hard to just let go and not try to get you back. ive attempted to reflect on my mistakes and it really hasnt worked. this isnt a message to get you back, this is TRULY what im gonna say to you. i wish i could make u happy by respecting what you want, but its too hard and too much for me. not cus im a 14 year old, but cus i had fun with you, and i didnt (and sometimes still dont) wanna let go of being friends. i wanted to make things right even if they never were, i wanted to try. so now you know the truth on why i stalked you so much. i hope one day when im older and when has been moved from, maybe we can be friends again (maybe not do the shit we did, but just in general). hell if we became friends again now (which ik for a damn fact most likely wont happen and ive accepted that as a fact) i wouldnt do the rp shit if u didnt want to. im really sorry that i made you so uncomfortable and i wish we could put this behind us. but its not really that easy, and letting go of a friend like you isnt easy either. no offense dude, but i dont think you get how hard it is. if you ever want to reconcile with me, on the bright side i have some potential season 4 ideas if that day ever comes. if i could restart all of this, i gladly would and id try my best to be a better person. btw for the record, my parents dont actually know what happened with you and me, and i do not want to tell them cause it wouldnt make anything better. i just wanna get help and make you proud of me. not like ur my father, but just making you smile knowing that i changed. but i havent and im deeply ashamed for not using that opportunity. i just wanna say thank you for being there for me and for everything, making me happy and making me laugh one last time before you blocked me (most likely for good). even if you didnt want to you did it for me. your law friend that talked to me before, id like to speak with him. not cus i wanna enable anything/guilt trip HIM into submission, but just to talk to him, considering i asked him to vc a pretty big amount and it made him uncomfortable. like he said hed be there for me, but he left cus of me and now i dont really have anyone that can help me. then i was dragged into some drama about your friend who works in law and his s/o, and before you say anything i couldnt really get out, i dug myself in that hole and plus, their s/o had been going through some rough shit. i just wanted a way out and i wanna go back to the point in time that you were happy with yourself + i was happy with you and vice versa. that was easier for the both of us. i wish it didnt have to be this way and i wish you could give me another chance. thank you for everything and i hope that whatever life you live you wont be scared of me anymore, you have a boyfriend/girlfriend or whatever you want that loves you, and you have a paying job that gives you a good amount of wealth for your life. goodbye my old friend, if anything ever changes id be happy to see it. i wanna be friends again alot but ik thats not possible. and im truly sorry for what i did. btw heres a bit of advice from me. if you dont want minors on the internet interacting with you, go on rule 34 or an adults only site. just my thoughts but im not ur fucking dad so.

thank you for everything. unknown out.

November 2nd, 2023 @ 11:07 PM CDT

[threenorth]

For some reason I thought you might enjoy her videos of like an electric harp it seems something I could see you getting into but I'm thinking about you and playing a harp. But shit those are probably expenny right now...

Anyway.

Breakfast.

Mom bought some noodles from the organic store and I found a new company I'm going to buy from, think Protein pumpkin noodles?!

And coming up TW and mental health and oh today was fucking crazy...

E.D issues...

This is so cool

Please get a bundle with a totet I don't know if we can here, but I'm sure you'll love them as much as me. (within reason) their packaging is carboard/paper but the noodles are one big plastic wrap and then the seasoning...

unfortunately as usual better to buy from an ethical company then a company that doesn't have ethics at all... it's like we can't "recycle it" but I know in new Zealand someone made a reverse back to oil thing that I'm raising eyebrows over.

This shit, literally I hope soon they ask for investment Ike an IPO or something.

Looks yum.... tastes pretty good.

Speaking of ethics investments so difficult... Let alone after that water documentary... And my. Costco alomuld milk is from California... We all know how much water those nuts take... Oat milk is technically better but all our nz made ones are crazy priced as usual how do people afford to live in this country when an alternative milk is $7?(nzd so 4.50?usd? (guessing))

I had a psych call me from work, no idea I forgot I said 10am I put in my phone 10pm ughhh and then had to talk to my dietain but...

I went into town after this for a haircut and beard trim.

Pre-bad ish

Post Haircut, and beard trim yeah I know $100 nzd fuck me.. Anyway... I kind have a big chunk of hair in my middle head missing that I don't know if it will ever come back but I think he said it's because I have been using my shampoo block wrong, also cool shit I'll show you I didn't see in America but the dietain was "tough love" telling me when I don't feel hungry that I need to eat and eat better and more often and fuck me it's hard enough... You know what I mean... She said when I don't feel hungry I need to throw that feeling out the Window as my brain needs fat to... Operate.. Yeah I'm 137? Lbs... Yeahhh I know I know... Anyway...

Then since coming home tonight has been rough I appoglized to my university group coming across as an asshole and I'm currently trying to understand some of the questions you asked many years ago....

Like you asked me what I'm feeling and I couldn't put it to words... It seems.. That's my ughhh problem...umm part two as I csnt link more then 10 pics... Thanks tumblr.

[hopelessbromantic3652]

@parleboo

This is for you 🤲🏼💕

[sakuraryomen01]

"Loser! 🥴" | Bully Sukuna x Nerd Reader| Part 2

Modern AU! College AU! Enemies to Lovers??? - Bully Sukuna x Nerd Reader

------------------- Series Pilot/Part 1 — "Loser!" Part 1 -------------------

~ Warnings: Bully Sukuna, Pervert Reader, Pervert Sukuna, popsicle sharing, Sukuna gives some fan service (hint why reader is perving), dirty thoughts, mentions of female masturbation.

~ Reader: Pervert! Nerd! Female Reader

~ Plot: Sukuna takes you back to his dorm for a study session, to say the least

~ Words: 4.605k

A/n: Ik it's not like the first part, since I wanted to add more plot! ^^

~~

Thank you for reading this bit! Enjoy!! <3

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"Meet me back here after classes, got it?"

His voice echoed in your brain, the mixed emotions of the aftermath still reeling as you sat in the back of your class. The professor talking about the midterms before the next semester weren't enough to drag you from the jumbled memories.

He was so rough with me..

Sukuna's hands groping and scarring your thighs and waist, the aching of your womb still attacking your nerves with a slight twitch every moment or two. Spreading your legs slightly, you hold back the gasp in your throat at the sight of all the bruises and slight red marks those large hands left.

Closing your eyes, you thought back to that moment, against your better wishes, and wondered what else he wanted from you.

Couldn't be work, I already got his covered for the next week.

~: Flashback :~

"Meet me after classes, got it?"

"Why?" You asked, your still aching body trembled on the wooden desk.

"I need to see you after classes, you little shit." Sukuna huffed, glaring up at you while his fingers worked the lace undies up your thighs.

Swallowing a lump in your throat, you stood up when he asked, letting his rough hands lift up the panties and cover your soaked slit. With a smirk on his face, Sukuna dared to rub his pointer and middle against your clit, feeling out the damage and chuckling.

"Such a little slut, still creaming, eh?"

"N-No! Of course not.."

Removing his hand, Ryomen popped a knuckle and soon got your skirt up to your waist. Clipping the buttons and making sure it was on right before heading over to your bag and shifting through it.

"What are you-?"

"I'm getting my shit, loser." He growled, continuing his search without looking up at you.

Taking a few steps closer though, you pointed to the pocket his work was held in. "It's in there.."

Pulling out the completed papers, Sukuna stood and looked them over before turning to face you. A small gasp left your lungs, seeing how close his strong form was. Even now, after seeing and feeling so much, you were still in awe at how fit the male's body was.

It was obvious in his build that he went to the gym often, though you knew that since you've seen him there a couple of times. The hint of his cologne filled your nostrils and the soft breaths leaving his lungs consumed your thoughts for a few moments.

Your face heated up at the thought of what you saw; his well built chest, the box like abs, his perfect hips.

And, of course, that fat fucking co-

"What the fuck are you staring at? Move." Sukuna cut off your dirty thoughts, resurfacing the asshole he really was and walking to his discarded bag on the floor.

"Sorry."

After packing his things up, Sukuna finally got his belt and pants fixed before grabbing his shirt and hoodie and putting them on. He looked you over afterwards and smirked, coming closer and closer til you had backed yourself up against a wall.

"Ryomen.."

"Going back to calling me by my last name now?" He teased, resting his forearm against the wall above your head and smirking.

"Just call me Sukuna, k, babe? Or, you can do one of those anime things you like so much and add a '-senpai' to the end of it."

Your cheeks burned, a pout form forming on your lips without thinking and Sukuna bit his. "Don't pout like that, nerd. It'll make me want to kiss you."

~: Flashback End :~

Licking your lips, you felt the uncomfortable feeling of eyes on your neck the moment you lifted your head and opened your lids. Scratching the uncomfortable space, you turned to come face to face with those damn sweats and that same cologne.

"Hello, dork."

Looking up, you felt your cheeks heat up at the lips that curled in a smirk.

Sukuna's clothes didn't match his normal theme from earlier that week. Today, it was a deep red hoodie with the college logo sporting the front and some gray sweats that complimented his lower regions nicely, which you weren't about to say.

That would just inflate the fuckers ego more than taking my virginity did.

"Sukuna.. Hi." You responded, not having enough time to tell him to not toss your bag and sit next to you. "That had my stuff in it."

"I know, but do I care?" Sukuna asked, thumbing his chin before returning his gaze to you. "No, not really."

Sighing, you stopped the urge to roll your eyes and picked up your bag. Searching inside for any lost content that you may have forgotten to give him. "Did I miss something?"

"No, I just wanted to ask ya somethin' real quick."

Furrowing your brows together, you turned your attention back to the abnormally handsome man and blinked.

"...What is it? What do you want; more honey buddha chips?"

"Ew, no." He snorted, as if cringing at the thought of stealing your beloved chips again. "I wanted you to come to my dorm after classes."

Yeah, he's nuts. "Did you fail your last test? Is that why?"

"No, I wanted you to tutor me." Sukuna muttered out, running a freshly manicured set of nails through his pink fluff of hair.

Suppressing the humongous urge to laugh in his face at the offer, you nodded quietly and nibbled on your lower lip. Looking back down at your bag and searching through your thoughts, you didn't notice Sukuna getting closer and closer to your cheek.

"Just meet me at the food court after classes or something will happen."

With a small peck to your cheek, Ryomen stood and walked away. The lingering scent of his cologne makes you question your entire life's story on the spot as you turn to your book bag again. Going back to checking on your belongings, the warmth from the kiss suddenly hits you in the face.

"He just.." You muttered, lifting a hand to your cheek and pressing your fingertips to the warmth. "...oh god."

After the bell rang and shocked you from your trance, you struggled to snatch up your notes and make your way to your next class with Gojo-sensei in PE.

The class went the way it normally did. Some girls fawned over your teacher's build and the angelic look of his face and the sunglasses he never took off. Praying for class to end wasn't the worst of it. The worst of it was when Sukuna came into the room with a note for tardiness.

You couldn't hear what they were talking about, but seeing Sukuna heading to the changing room was all the confirmation you needed.

"Okay, everyone pair up for stretches!" Gojo called out, grabbing a clipboard and writing something down. Walking over to you, he nudged your arm and smirked.

"So you gotta partner with Ryo today, since he's new."

What. "But I've only been here for a day-?"

He only shrugged and walked around and breaking up the couples of the class and making them get with different people. A quiet groan escaped just as the scent of Sukuna filled your nostrils.

"What's up, partner." Sukuna teased, leaning over your shoulder and chuckling.

"Shut up, this is your fault." You mumbled, looking away to hide your flushed cheeks. "I don't know how, but somehow you did this."

Gojo blew his whistle at you and Sukuna, motioning to an empty spot. Getting to the empty space, you nestled yourself next to Sukuna and began the individual stretches before Gojo blew the whistle and yelled for duo stretching.

"Sukuna. Your hand. My ass. Off." You warned, turning your sight up and over your shoulder.

"Oh, didn't notice." He responded, palming the fat of your ass through your yoga pants before returning to the crook of your hips again.

"Oops, I guess~?"

"Fuck off."

The next few stretches went normally, though you had to slap Sukuna's hand away from your ass a few times. Once the stretching was over, Gojo released you from your class after drills and gave small 'cya next week's as students escaped the smelly gym.

"Well, meet me in the hallway, then." Sukuna ran next to you, pushing past and heading to the men's changing room.

Fuck-wad. Cursing the male in your mind was probably the closest thing to insulting Sukuna as you were going to get.

Getting changed, you went along with Sukuna and met him outside in the hallway. He was dressed similar to earlier, with the exception of the hoodie. Sukuna decided to wear a normal white top with his hoodie hanging from his waist.

"Interesting shirt." You commented, smirking as you fixed up your bag.

"Aye, don't get all friendly with me, shorty." He retorted, a sneer on his face. Are his cheeks pink, or is that just me?

"I still don't like you, so don't act like you care about me either."

"Okay, fine, mister grumpy face." You snapped back, crossing your arms and ignoring the urge to smack him.

Like a slap to the face would do me anything. A smack to the ass might do something, though. Like, make him go faster- STOP.

You felt drool slip from the corners of your lips, quickly wiping up the spit before Sukuna noticed. Trying to think about exams next week and not the curve of Sukuna's chest and abdomen as you both made your way to the dorms.

"Oi, we're almost there." He announced, nodding his head towards a large building that took up most of the east section. "I'm going to run to the store for something to eat. Meet me by the gates."

Without waiting for an answer, Sukuna swerved around passerby and made his way to the drug store across from the campus. Feeling the effects of a pout form on your lips, you shook your head and decided to just listen and not get defiant.

Though I might get punished if I am- No, stop it, Y/n!

As you got closer to the building, you felt more and more pressure build onto your chest. The ominous feeling of something about to happen sent shivers down your spine. And waiting for Sukuna was nerve wracking since guys would come up and ask why you were standing there, making you feel like a huge creep.

And it was only when Sukuna saw the huge swarm of drooling guys that he realized it was you caught in the middle.

"Leave her alone, she's with me." Sukuna butted in, waving off the group that had huddled around you and escorted you to his dorm room.

The low boos and groans leaving them made Sukuna smirk, a new coat of fresh ego added to him as he walked you through the halls.

"What's with that goofy grin? And why are you still holding me?"

Immediately, Sukuna's arm returned to its spot at his side and slipped into his pocket. "Nothing, shut up."

Hearing a giggle leave you made his chest tighten, but it wasn't in pain. It felt different, but it didn't hurt at least. That's good; he can't get into any medical trouble before his game coming up in a month.

"Hold this." Placing the bag of ramen into your hands and pulling out his key, Sukuna unlocked the door and pushed it open.

The smell of straight man and ice cream, weirdly enough, slapped you right in the face. You didn't know if it was a good smell or not, but you covered your nose quickly.

"Does it smell?" Sukuna asked, walking into the room and noticing your clasped hand. "Geez, nice way to say it."

"It smells like man and candy, Kuna." A shaky tone in your voice as you responded.

Looking around, you made your way through the jungle of wrappers (Oh God, is that a fucking condom-) and clothing piles and into the kitchen. Tossing some burger packaging and empty chip bags, you placed the bag of ramen and toilet paper onto the counter and ran another hand over the island's top before heading back into the main area.

"I don't know how else to put it, Sukuna," You placed your hips and gave him a look. "But we should clean up before I tutor you in... whatever it is you need to study."

"What? No no no, you're not touching my shit-" Sukuna stood befuddled as you got on your knees and started to pick up bits of trash on the carpet.

Slowly, Sukuna started to help, despite hating the fact you were messing with his belongings. Lifting up a shirt, you took a whiff and covered your nose immediately. A sour expression forming on Sukuna's from his perch on the bed.

"Now what?"

"Do you have a hamper to put this in?" You questioned, desperately looking around. "This smells so bad- oh!"

Sukuna snatched the shirt from you and took a sniff, glaring at you before tossing it onto his bed. "It doesn't smell bad. Got at least a few days."

The room took around an hour or two before you had finally managed to clean it. Sukuna grumbling about how it was okay before and it didn't even need you to clean it, but whatever. With a smile on your face you walked around and chuckled, dramatically waving your arms around before falling onto Sukuna's bed.

"Aah, it's so much nicer in here now!" You sighed, rolling around before sitting up and stiffing a laugh.

"Stop it, it's not funny."

Heading to the kitchen, Sukuna pulled out a pot from the, now clean, sink and filled it with hot water. Turning to the stove and turning the dial up to HIGH and placing the pot onto the burner, ripping two packets open and tossing them into the water.

"I've got my class books in my bag," You started, making Sukuna jump at your voice. "Where should I place them?"

"On the coffee table or my desk, I don't care." He responded, running a hand through his hair and going to the refrigerator.

"I'm going to get a shower in beforehand, so just chill, I guess."

Nodding, you patted the wall you were leaning on before you sat on his bed and opened your bag. Pulling its contents out and shifting through the algebra notes and science logs before hearing Sukuna's footsteps approach you.

"There's some Coke in the fridge," He noted, pointing into the kitchen and scratching his neck. "Uh, and watch the noodles. You can watch T.V. or use the Youtube thing if you want, just don't go looking through my stuff again, alright?"

"Alright, Dad." You joked, kicking your feet out gently and laying down on the bed.

Sukuna's mouth opened a few times before he shook his head and stepped closer. Pressing a knee to the mattress, his tall form scaled yours as he leaned over you. Face going hot at the close proximity, you looked up at him, his eyes darting down to yours for a moment.

"I'm just grabbing my hoodie, perv." He snorted, pulling the garment from underneath your head. "You're so fucking weird."

Numb to the insults, you watched as Sukuna stood again and started pulling off clothes. Though, before he was fully stripped past his lower half, he headed into the bathroom with a towel in hand.

"I'll be out in twenty." Sukuna said, closing the door just enough for steam to flow out through the door.

Getting up off the bed, you walked into the kitchen and checked on the noodles, grabbing a Coke from the fridge before heading back into the room and sitting down on a beanbag. Turning on the T.V. and game system, you shifted through the apps until you came across Youtube.

For the next few minutes, nothing but pure boredom ran through the air as you watched vines and the occasional Markiplier video. Every so often you'd check on the ramen until you had to take it off of the stove, stir in the packets and plate them.

The second you opened the packet you coughed, the smell of a hot chili pepper burning your throat as you took a second to look at the ramen's packaging.

"Spicy- oh mah gawd," You coughed again, stirring the noodles and putting them into bowls. "Of course he'd enjoy spicy fucking ramen."

You got to the coffee table and put down placement mats on the table to not make stains, and grabbed a pair of forks to use and sat down to eat. Thanking for the food and picking up your utensil, you dug into the surprisingly tasty dish.

"Oh, it's finished already?"

Looking up, you choked and covered your mouth, swallowing and taking a few sips of Coke though your mouth burned even more.

"Jesus, breath, idiot." Sukuna said firmly, his still damp hair sticking to his forehead. "Is it good, at least?"

Some stray water droplets ran down his pecks, cascading down his abs and getting caught by the soft fluff of the towel hanging from around his waist. The thin tattoos that were like a small happy trail down his abs and to his pelvis.

It was too embarrassing seeing him this way, so normal and comfortable in his room. Just standing there in the bare with nothing but a towel protecting you from the monster that hid underneath.

"M-Mhm, yep! Very good!" You answered, shielding your face from view and praying your blushing will stop sometime soon.

Or at least get a shirt on, Sukuna! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST AND GOD HIMSELF, GET A SHIRT ON!!!

"D-Did you have a nice shower?" You asked, fanning yourself as Sukuna walked to his closet.

"Yeah, it was nice, I guess."

He pulled out a black tank top and some sweats, some boxers and socks too as he made his way into the kitchen for a drink. Giving you enough time to silently compose yourself before you begin eating again, swallowing the spicy noodles and finishing your bowel.

"Oh? Fast eater?" Sukuna asked, now fully dressed, sitting on the opposite side of you. "Was it good? You finished the whole bowl."

Ok, now's just weirding me out. You gave Sukuna a look, furrowing your brows and looking him over like he was crazy.

He's being so hospitable it's weird. Is he sick?

"What are you looking at, dork?"

There it is. "Nothing, sorry."

You stood to take your bowl back, washing off all the extra noodles and broth before drying it on a towel and placing it on the drying rack. Heading into the living room, you sat in your spot again as Sukuna started eating his own bowl.

"I didn't know you liked spicy stuff, 'Kuna!" You teased, crossing your arms and resting your head, looking up at him.

"No one knows a lot about me." He said, sucking up some noodles before looking at you. "And don't call me 'Kuna.'"

"Sorry, sorry."

Your lower lip made a small pout, and you calmly watched and waited as Sukuna finished his meal. Once he finished, he took another sip of his drink and stood up, grabbing your bag on his bed and tossing it over to you. Thankfully you caught it, but falling backwards and embarrassing yourself was the price for saving your laptop.

"Get yer stuff out and get ready," Sukuna said, taking his bowel into the kitchen. "Get mine out too; my bag's under my bed."

"Okay!" You responded, pulling your stuff out and crawling over to Sukuna's bed.

Bending down, you searched underneath the dusty crevice before you spotted his 'bag', a black and red colored bag that had the actual Nike logo on the side. Shaking your head, you sat up and went through it, not finding much in there except for a few broken pencils and an eraser.

Of course he doesn't have anything in here, he never uses this damn thing.

"Hey, go back, I was enjoying the view."

Turning around, your face flushed as you glared up at Sukuna, his lips in a cheeky smirk and an arched brow. His tall frame was leaning against the door frame to the kitchen, his tank top tight against his chest and practically exposing his nipples to you.

Your cheeks flushed a bright red color, scowling up at Sukuna and pointing a finger at him. "HAVE YOU BEEN STARING THIS WHOLE TIME?!"

"Not the whole time, but I might as well have been." Sukuna smirked, sucking on the tip of the cherry Popsicle. "It was nice."

You fumbled over yourself as you stood up and walked to your previous seat and sat down, crossing your legs and blushing as you looked down. Sukuna's steps crossed the outside of the table and to the stop next to you, which made your face burn more as Sukuna took a seat.

"So, what do you want to start first?" He asked, pulling one of your books over and flipping through the pages.

"Easy stuff so we don't waste much time.."

Sukuna nodded, seeming to agree, searching through the school books and lifting up one. Poking your shoulder, Sukuna pushed the American History into your vision and tapped the cover twice.

"This one, I don't have many problems with this subject."

Nodding, you flipped to the lessons he said he was starting to get lost in, or didn't have notes, and pulled out your notebook.

"Hey, where's my stuff?" Sukuna asked, looking around the surrounding area. "I told you to bring it over here."

"You had nothing but broken pencils, Sukuna." You said, jotting down some notes.

"I figured I could let you use my spare notebook for notes and things you don't understand til exams come up. Thinking ahead, I also got you some other stuff for studying like books and study guides."

The male responded with a snort, placing his cheek in his palm and resting his head. Watching your fingers write down notes for him, particularly fascinated with them as he watched them move.

His eyes were glued to them and didn't even bother to pay attention, his mind drifting away to how you'd use them in your hole.

How you'd work your fingers knuckles deep in your pussy, rubbing your clit as you got closer and closer to a climax. Sukuna wondered what you thought of during that, some guy you liked maybe?

Nah, you're too pensive and shy to like someone. A little book worm that probably got most of her knowledge about life from books and maybe a blog or two probably preferred to be alone. He wouldn't be surprised if you read some blogs about smut like on Tumblr or something.

"Sukuna?" Your voice pipped, drawing him back from his thoughts. "Are you even listening to me?"

"Huh?" He mumbled, blinking and looking up at you. "What were you saying?"

Was this dork always this cute? Why do her eyes look nice?

"I was asking you when the French invaded America, which year?" You continued, rolling your eyes and shaking your head.

She's sassy? When the fuck that happen?

"Oh, I don't know. Tell me again?"

You sighed and started pointing out specific dates, times, events, and timelines that Sukuna would write and ask about. Providing answers and making studying History easier for him. Soon, you both finished, a few final quizzes and lessons, before you stretched and stood up.

"Where are you-?"

"I'm going to get a drink. I'll brb."

Sukuna nodded, watching you crawl around him and run off to the kitchen. Coming back with two cold sodas and a Popsicle; Sukuna's brows furrowing at the sweet treat.

"Why did you get this?" He asked, grabbing the drink and snack.

"A little... gift since you did so well in History!"

Your smile forced Sukuna's eyes into the back of his head, annoyed by your sudden kindness as he ripped open the packet. He growled when he found a grape flavoring instead of cherry, his regular favorite.

"Oh~! Cherry!" You quipped, sucking on the tip and cooing. "Mm~!!"

Sukuna growled, catching your attention as you continued to enjoy the snack. Pulling the popsicle away for a small moment, you glanced down at Sukuna's and tilted your head.

"Aren't you going to eat it?"

"I don't like the grape flavor," He said. "It tastes like bad candy to me."

Pouting a little, you put yours back in your mouth and continue sucking. "That sucks, you can go get another-"

Sukuna grabbed your wrist and pulled the treat away with a small pop! "Gimme this, you have the grape."

Before you could protest, Sukuna dipped his head and started sucking on the treat, pushing his into your mouth. Though the sudden force of the popsicle didn't faze you at all, it's the sight you were witnessing that did.

Sukuna swirled his tongue around the cherry pop, lowering his head onto the treat and sucking softly before reaching over and taking it from you. Your face flushed the same shade of red as Sukuna's snack as he sat back in his seat. He sucked on the snack with his eyes closed for a moment, giving you that moment to fix through your thoughts.

"What're you starin' at the ground for?"

Blinking, you shielded your face from Sukuna. "N-No reason, just bored!"

"Bored, huh?" Sukuna said, leaning against the table and biting off some of the popsicles, which you cringed at. "What now?"

"How in the world can you bite a popsicle?" You asked, staring at the bitten snack. "Doesn't it hurt?"

"No? Is it supposed to or something?"

"Not really, but isn't it weird to see someone bite ice cream to you?"

Sukuna sighed and finished his snack, standing to throw away the wrapper and stick and pointing at your Bio lesson book.

"Let's do Bio next, that's easy for me too."

Hours cruised by as you and Sukuna jotted down notes and went over many topics your classes covered. After at least four notebooks were filled, Sukuna got up and headed into the kitchen to make dinner for himself.

Packing your bag, you quickly wrote down your dorm's phone number on a sticky note and placed it on the notebook pile. Exiting Sukuna's dorm and heading to your own next door. Once getting outside, you made your way over to the building next door as some other girls were entering.

Some were drunk, probably coming from a party, and the others were bringing in random guys from the supposed parties. You groaned at the thought of the creaky beds and banging on walls you were going to go through, but you headed inside and into your hall.

Unlocking your door and heading inside for a long, well-deserved shower and making dinner.

Tonight, it was microwaved Hot Pockets and chips with some soda as a drink since you were tired and not really in the mood. Sitting down on the small couch in your living room, you turned on the T.V and watched some shows as you ate. You got some work done before heading into bed, changing into some shorts and a light tank top.

You fell asleep that night, your head still spinning over the whole situation with Sukuna, but at least it was over for today. Just wanting sleep, some time to yourself for studying, and a little self-care would be your next day.

Nothing but staying in and maybe going on a jog or head to the gym to clear the air.

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Decided to make this part sfw but I plan on dorm spicy sometime soon 👀

Lots of Love!! 💕💕

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[EDIT:] Thank you, @mageyboo for giving me this idea!! Thx love, hope you have a good night I forgot to put this in here hours ago when it was posted, srry ~>~'''

I'll be making this a series for anyone wondering so I hope you guys enjoy the ride with me on this one! ^^

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[yuujilogy]

dry humping headcanons - (itadori yūji/fushiguro megumi/gojō satoru)

REQUEST:  can you plith write dry humping the jjk characters jdhsjshsjdh i will literally die

| WARNINGS: dry humping, smut, explicit, fem reader, grammar errors

| WORD COUNT: 1,340

A/N: ngl i was looking forward to writing about this specific request omfg  anyway  😳!! if you want any other characters you can ask for them here!! i hope you ike it and enjoy!!! ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ💕

Itadori Yuuji

Now hear me out.

Yuuji is needy.

Loud, fast, whiny, and overall such a mess !!

God, i just can’t stop thinking Yuuji would be so subby when you dry hump him let me have a moment here

He’s desperate and sloppy, his hands squeezing your hips with such force you knew you were going to bruise

He needed to get a grip. Literally

Just, holy shit, the way you were grinding against his hard cock through his boxers, wearing nothing but your underwear was just delicious

Yuuji could feel your already wet slick sliding along his shaft passing through the thin fabric, applying pressure in the tip of his cock

Fuck

His head would fall back as he closed his eyes, loud whines leaving his mouth as your hands made your way to his neck and shoulders

This only motivated you to go faster and harder, smirking down at him falling apart

Totally the kind of person who would jerk himself off shamelessly if you asked him to too btw

He would do anything for you

Yuuji would hold you tightly and dig his nail into your thighs every now and then, but never taking control of your movements during this moment

He wanted to be used until he made such a mess of himself, he didn’t care anymore

“Look at you,” you would whisper in his ear, licking his earlobe as he kept moaning uncontrollably “such a good boy for me.”

God, yes, keep calling him a good boy.

Yuuji was a big fan of praising and compliments from you, inside and outside of the room

His eyes would meet yours when he felt closer to the edge, gasping and groaning when your small hands wrapped around his neck again to squeeze softly

You know how I said he wouldn’t take control? Well he does when he’s about to cum though !

Groping your ass with his hands to control your movements, pressing you down against his cock harder and faster as he whimpered, looking to reach his sweet release

“F-Fuck, Y/N, I’m gonna cum... Shit, shit! Cumming!”  

And creaming all over himself is what he would do

letting a loud cry of your name to then chant it like a prayer as hot spurts of his seed keep coming out

You kissed his lips oh so sweetly Yuuji felt he was in heaven when he was coming down from his high, the wet patch on his underwear making you feel sticky

“You did so good, Yuuji.”

Fushiguro Megumi

Mostly calm and quiet, however he likes to have more control over his movements and you

He is more into dry humping from behind

Even more when you were both cuddling in his bed, with your back pressed against his chest

Now, Megumi has good control over his lewdness but whenever you purposely pressed your ass against his crotch

God, help him.

He would bite his lip to hold back the deep groan from coming out thanks to the feeling of his cock positioning between your cheeks

You really loved teasing him till he lost his internal battle with his own lust

It’s not like you always succeeded though

Because Megumi would then snake and arm around your waist

He would cup your pussy with his hand to provide you with some friction at the same time he directed the way you grinded against him.

“So eager and desperate, it’s almost embarrassing” Megumi would whisper behind you, his voice a calm tone

Wouldn’t even bother to move his hips when he had you moving so willingly and needy

don’t mistake him though, it’s not like he was bored

This man would just enjoy the moment and save energy before really going at it

Since he’s behind you, Megumi loved the way he had easy access to your neck to kiss your sweet spot, making you moan louder

From time to time, he would look down, the sight of your ass caressing his hard cock through his pants encouraging him to hold your hips even tighter

He liked putting his fingers inside your mouth to muffle your sinful noises, loving the feeling of your warm tongue around them

If Megumi felt a little frisky, he would even turn you around, so you’d be laying on your stomach and position himself on top of you

Sometimes he would spank your ass if he felt frustrated or stressed

It was even better when you were both naked, the sight was even filthier as you whined underneath him

“Look who’s the one losing it now” he would mock with a hint of a smirk on his face, squeezing one of your ass cheeks

He was actually an ass kinda guy, to be honest, if he had to answer Todo’s question

But when he pressed his cock against your entrance before grinding his hips up and down over your slit... Damn

He couldn’t hold back anymore, the wetness of your core soaking his shaft just invited him to ruin you

As horny and aroused he was, he wasn’t much into cumming anywhere that wasn’t inside you (either your mouth or pussy)

So after a little while of his teasing, he would just slip inside you from behind, finally giving you both what you wanted

Gojo Satoru

This man likes what’s fun and risky, he has no fears

After all, he’s the strongest, right?

Satoru is also such a big tease at the wrong moments

So expect a lot of surprise touches when you meet each other in the hallways

Satoru would hug you from behind out of nowhere, resting his chin on your head and wrapping his arms around your waist

Such a cute scene, right?

Well, sike!

This was his favourite tactic when he felt like rubbing his on growing hard cock against you in public with a high chance of getting caught

“You’re impossible, how are you always horny?” You would complain, biting your lip as his hand snaked under your shirt

“What can I say?” His slender fingers would ghost over your stomach “You’ve got me whipped”

Totally loved the way you’re smaller than him in height and he takes advantage of this

Because Satoru loves when he’s towering over you,

Almost feeling like he overpowered you which he did lol

So right now you were facing the wall of the empty classroom he pulled you in as he pressed his hips against you, hands gripping your sides

Even if he loved the small lewd whines and moans you let out, he loved even more when his large hand muffled every single sound you made

Depends on the place and situation, and also if he was feeling a little rough

It was even better if you were wearing a dress or a skirt, lifting it to reveal your underwear and have more direct contact with you

Satoru is the kind to go slow and almost lazy, as if he has all the time in the world

That would throw you into desperation and making you yearn for a good hard fuck

But Satoru knew better

He would take his time caressing the sides of your legs and squeezing your ass every time he pressed his cock harder between your folds

You would be helplessly trying to hold onto the flat surface of the wall as he smirked at your reactions

Don’t expect him to hold back only because you’re in a public space

He would increase his pace and roughness, kissing the nape of your neck as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear

It’s always something about how you were so eager even when anyone could walk in

As if he wasn’t the one who started this with his hard cock inside his pants dry humping you

Satoru would love to fuck you right there and then but you made it clear that wasn’t happening

He respected it

So that same night in his office he made you his over and over again in every surface he could lay you on

[blue-broken-heart]

Never in my life, did I think I, would be making one of these…Smut Master list:

All are 19+and X Reader…

Person Centric- Title:

Trope

Triggers

Extra info

Taeil Moon- Missing An Exam Would Be Better Than This Shit

College Student Taeil X Bad Girl Reader

Sweet turned toxic relationship, hate sex, choking, gunplay, rough in general(Unprotected sex) WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT!

Johnny Suh- Boyfriend For The Day(16+)

Ditched on date Reader and Savior Johnny who need a cover after running away from some gangsters(Light hearted fluff and a heavy make out session)

Johnny Suh- A Cat and Mouse Type Of Love(I redeemed myself with this lol)

Infamous Burglar X Detective

Name calling, pet play, costumes, orders, gifts~) Don’t y'all just love getting gifts?...erhm not the sexual kind in this…)

JaeHyun Jung- The Doctors Orders are Absolute/Doctors Visit

Doctor X Patient

For this patient; the lollipop after a visit is his dic- Nothing much other than hospital bed smush, ‘just the tip’, oral (F&M rec), Thigh riding, Unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT just cause it feels better doesn’t mean waking up to a baby crying in the middle of the night is)

Xiao DeJun- Come King/આઓ રાજા

Bar Dancer X Drunk Bookworm

Drugs, Alcohol, Masturbating, Blindfolding, teasing, Hand jobs, Fingering, Fisting, Fem-Riding, (Unprotected- WRAP IT UP-WRAP IT UP- WRAP IT UP scream like a firetruck, sirens blaring– you’re in the ER, Wet WET water breaking, dripping down your thighs like he made you- skskskksk I’m done)

SiCheng Dong- The New maid Is My Secret Pt1

Boss X Employee

A little more for the reader to imagine but nevertheless... they go quite a few times

Oral(M&F), Drunk sex, overstimulation, way to many rounds-

SiCheng Dong- The New Maid is My Secret Pt2

Condoms(Finally they wrapped it for another reason...breeding), Spanking, uniforms, name calling, breeding, Employer-Employee relationship, Boss with benefits..?, Oral(M rec), Vaginal Fingering(Home Office, Under table, while riding the pp, and by self..?), Overstimulation, Ice play(lil bit), exhibitionism (Public Bathroom), Degradation, Threats, Cursing.

Yuta Nakamoto- The Feast Of Sacred Hearts

Serial Killer Priest X Nun

Blood drinking, forest sex, murder, heart eating, Angsty, Cursing, degradation, WRAP IT BEFOR EYOU TAP IT!!! PLEASE- Ik in this setting they don't have latex but 

FUN FACT: did you know back in the ye-ol' days they used to use the cleaned intestines of sheep or other animals as condoms? Because of it's skin like texture and stretchy density-- okay that was uncalled for but- even then the Evil priest ain’t walking with the little skins you should be wiser-WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT! sksksksksksksk

WARNING: Religious Content is only used for the scene/ setting of the piece. IT IS IN NO WAY USED TO FORCE OR PUSH RELIGION! Your religion or beliefs in general fall solely on your choices and opinion.

TaeYong Yi- I Hate The Rain, But Today My hate Is Gone( this was supposed to be three parts…but who’s gonna read that?)

Therapist X Married Patient

Cheating(Marriage not passing vibe check but the new therapist… hits is different) Kitchen, shopping, suggestive touching in public.

DoYoung Kim- It’s Going To Be Okay(I like this one the most but its the least popular]: I mean i can switch it…to femTy?)

Nun X Addiction meeting dude

WARNING: Religious Content is only used for the scene/ setting of the piece. IT IS IN NO WAY USED TO FORCE OR PUSH RELIGION! Your religion or beliefs in general fall solely on your choices and opinions.

Virgin reader, praise… nothing much… it’s really vanilla, but it’s cute and dirty, unprotected sex? Not sure but IK mah boi's pull out game on point! He ain't getting no nun preggers here sksksksksksksksksk

… I call DoYoung DomYoung cause I always call him that for some reason…?

JaeHyun Jong- !Valentines Day Is For Liars and Whores!

Playboy X Heart Broken Reader

Triggers:(moderately soft and fluffy tbh) Oral(M and F rec), Vaginal Fingering, Overstimulation, Cursing, ahhh~ and Penetrative Sex< if it wasn't clear before..

It doesn’t make sense- like the story plot line is all over the place and if you can help me organize it I WILL appreciate the DM <3

DoYoung Kim- Rake It Up (Extract form long series on AO3)

It's fluff like the Johnny one...

Really just a married couple kissing on the patio before Mr. DILF drops his kid to work.

ADDITIONS: That is all Yuta so far like... y’all okay?

Yuuta Nakamoto- New Era; Interplay

Demon X damned Soul

Warnings/Triggers; Knife Play, blood kinks, blood licking/drinking, sex(Obviously..this is smut) cigarettes, edibles and alcohol consumption in the wrong situation(Come on people we know that we have to be sober at time

Yuuta Nakamoto- My Devil BoyFriend~

Author Girlfriend X Loving Boyfriend

Warnings/Triggers: cock warming, bondage, spanking(mild), shibari, breath play(choking), penetrative intercourse. Mentions of intercourse with ex boyfriend(public, oral... church camp freak)

this was an ask...ILY this anon tbh Also I'll do the requests within two or three days of getting it if not the same day! Also if you want a specific word count lmk :)

Yuuta Nakamoto- Everlasting Union

Matyr Priest X Nun Reader

Warnings/Triggers: Its in a catholic setting in the ye ol' days, and uses a wedding lasso, which is basically a rope you put around the couple to signify harmonious union, choking, manipulation, cursing, non-con/dub-con, BDSM like themes,

 Learn first then try/ Consent is key<3 }

not an ask or anything I just added it because a friend is suddenly into Mark like what? Since when?

 Johnny Suh+ Kun Quian -  Steady Hands

Tattoo Artist+BestFriend X Client?

Tropes and Triggers: cuckholding (Gratification from seeing ones partner engage with another), tattooing, blood, Sthenolagnia (muscle lovers), Body painting(focused on the sensation of the tattoo gun), Edging, No-release, Oral(Fem receiving).

I understand if you wanna yell at me after reading any of these.... I'll take a scenario or request to make up for it <3 Requests: Normal: https://blue-broken-heart.tumblr.com/ask

Anon: https://blue-broken-heart.tumblr.com/submit

Any requested tropes or scenes y'all wanna see?

[hivesfics]

Warnings- dark content, fuck or die, minors dni

Content Warnings:

heisenberg has lycan-like features, sharper teeth, sharper nails.Knotting, rough sex, probably can be considered animalistic, cumplay, messy sex, lots of growling, biting, hair pulling, scratching. (Also ik he is not a werewolf himself i just think it'd be hot) breeding kink

An odd spore has taken root in the depths of Heinsenberg's lab, upon doing research the two of you suffer the effects of it.

"A FUCKING WHAT?!" Karl shouts, towering over you.

"And you didn't think to- I don't know- block off the fuckin' area?" He growls, glaring down at you.

"A spore known as Cupiditas Spora, its effects manifest as lust. Once the fungus releases the spores, it takes at least an hour for its effects to begin."

"You and I are the only ones who are authorized for this level of the lab so I didn't think about it, sir."

"So how in Miranda's name do we remove the effects?"

"The effected individual or individuals usually, must participate in coitus."

"Can y'use simpler terms?"

"Well- for lack of term, they have to fuck." You mutter, playing with the edge of the coat you wear.

"You know I hate when you fuckin mumble." He groans, grabbing your jaw, tilting your face up to his.

"So speak the fuck up, and quit with your damn terminologies."

"Sex! The infected must fuck!" You shout, face flushed.

You could already feel the effects of the spore, heat pooling in your abdomen. Or maybe it was just the feeling of his hand on you.

"There ain't any other way?"

"No. Simply put, if the individuals don't have sex, they'll die. Now- I'm not sure how it will effect your- well the lycan DNA you possess thanks to Mother Miranda."

"Gods- don't mention her when you're talking about sex." Karl groans, releasing his hold on you.

"My apologies. Throughout this do I have your permission to document more information on the effects of the spore?"

"You really think you'll be lucid enough to do that?" He scoffs, looking you up and down.

Judging by his body language, he's begun to feel something.

"It wouldn't hurt to try to be." You shrug, removing your coat as your body temperature rises.

"Stripping already, pet?"

"Its hot in here, I suggest you do the same. Seeing as we'll be nude anyways." You say as you make your way to your desk, shedding your shirt as you sit down.

Hands immediately busying themselves with a pen, writing down how the spore is effecting you.

"You're enjoying this aren't you? Being your own little science experiment, dragging me into this. If you wanted to fuck me s'bad you coulda just said so." Heisenberg sits on the edge of your desk, hat, jacket, and glasses removed.

"I did not drag you into this. You came down here yourself- y'know if you listened more often you'd remember I told you that I had a possibly dangerous fungus down here." You grit out, your cunt throbbing.

You wanted to fight the effects as long as you could, not wanting to submit to the primal urges within. Wanting to document as much as you could.

"Shut your fuckin mouth, unless you wanna use it for somethin' more useful than bitchin' at me." He removes his oil covered gloves, setting them on your desk.

Hes so close you can smell the cigars he smokes on him. The oil and natural musk.

You grab hold of the collar of his shirt, pulling him down to your level. Eyes lidded as you smash your lips to his. You feel him grin against you, teeth, much sharper than they usually appear, nipping at your bottom lip.

Your curiosity gets the best of you, pulling away. You're in visible awe as you pull and touch at his mouth. Examining the sharp points of his canines.

He slaps your hands away, grabbing them in one of his larger ones. Holding them so you don't fuck with his face again.

"Next time you pull away to study me like some fuckin pooch, I'm putting some cuffs on you." He growls, grabbing a handful of you hair to keep your head still so he can kiss you again.

Your underwear was absolutely soaked, sticking to your crotch.

Despite the fact that the kiss was all teeth, it spurred you on further. Panting and moaning against him.

He suddenly pulls away, a glint of mischief behind his lust blown pupils and glazed over eyes. Before you can react, he's swiped everything off of your desk and made quick work of bending you over it.

"Bastard." You growl, pouting at the papers scattered on the lab floor.

"Hush now, pet."

He doesn't even bother with removing your pants or underwear, simply using a newfound claw to rip the crotch open.

"I just convinced Mother Miranda to allow me to wear those!"

Heisenberg grabs the base of your throat, snarling in your ear.

"What did I tell you about mentioning that bitch?"

You mutter out an apology, the cool air of the lab feeling heavenly on your heated skin.

"Hurry and get this over with so I can go back to- oh dear heavenly mo-"

Before you can finish your sentence, three of Karl's fingers lodge themselves into your mouth.

"Next time I'm cutting your tongue out." He remarks, pulling on the said muscle.

Its all bark and no bite, his other hand on your hip as he pushes further into your cunt.

"Fuck- how could you keep this from me." He moans, pulling out to slam right back in.

His hand leaves your mouth, grabbing at your breast.

"Shut up- cocky little-"

"Thats no way- shit- to talk to the man saving your life."

"Saving your own ass. Just- just fuck me!" You whine, it felt like your insides were boiling.

Karl rolls his eyes, snapping his hips. Those claws of his digging into the fat of your hips.

He could feel his thoughts melting into incomprehensible blurs of you.

"Going to fill this perfect cunt- defile it with my seed." He growls, its the most lucid thought he has.

You aren't much better, babbling and moaning, hands clawing at your desk. The only thing he can make out from you is his name.

Something swells at the base of his dick, piquing your interest. You can't speak, the thought dissipates as you feel the knot in your stomach tightening.

His hands claw at your sides, he's snarling as he leans down and bites your shoulder.

"Oh fuck!" You sob, thighs shaking as you reach your peak.

"Gonna flood that pussy." He growls as he pushes the swell of his knot into you.

And that he does, you shake and moan at the warm feeling.

"And you thought you'd be lucid enough to document." Karl chuckles breathlessly.

"Lycan cock." You mutter, panting against the desk.

"Good huh?"

"Think I need another example." You tease.

"Oh I can do that darling."