#it was a really intense dream alright 😭😭😭

[kakashihasibs]

For the record! In my dream Tenzō was murdered bc the leader of our side of the war felt her authority was threathen by Tenzō so she poisoned him. They both were mokuton users and Tenzō was more well liked.

She sent him to a political dinner to get supplies for our side and it needed to go smoothly. Tenzō knew this and he knew she had poisoned his food but he ate it anyway as to not mess up getting the supplies.

So it wasn't like he was overpowered or something. He sacrificed himself and i was the only one who knew and everyone else thought he just died of random illness.

I'm sorry I'm still dream posting but I'm just 😭🥺

[youandiwerealive]

Wish you could see you through my eyes [rd]

Author’s note: Roommate!Rúben is finally here! I want to thank the anon who dropped this scenario in my inbox because this… changed my life forever 😭 I loved writing this one and I hope my girls enjoy it! Mwah

Warnings: hold tight because this one is intense!! MINORS DNI!! Masturbation, wet dreams, some dirty talk, protected sex (finally), oral sex, multiple orgasms. Let me know if I’m missing something!

wc: 7058 - English is not my first language! Feedback is always appreciated

It’s been three weeks since you’ve moved into the new apartment you will be staying in while you’re at university. The house is small but perfect enough for you and your housemate. His name is Rúben, he told you he is Portuguese when he introduced himself at the welcome party in the beginning of the semester.

You had a house that you shared with two other girls, but since they started some drama with you, you were desperately looking for another place to stay.

“I have a spare room in my house, my old housemate already finished his degree and he moved out” - Rúben said after hearing your story while you’re telling it to some friends that you two had in common - them bringing Rúben along to your group of people. You didn’t have another option, really, so you accepted his offer.

He’s alright, he seems calm and hasn’t been pestering you too much since you moved in, so you’re thankful for that.

You noticed right away that night that he is very interesting in the looks department - silently thanking god to be able to look at him every single day, but you’re not really interested in starting something fiery with your housemate, not wanting that kind of drama inside the house that you will be living in for the next two years.

On the other side, Rúben finds you very interesting as well, his mind is already creating a thousand scenarios where you two could be together, doing some of the most devilish things that can come to his mind.

He doesn’t want to push it right away though, thinking about knowing you better first - completely enticed by you. That shouldn’t be difficult, since you’re both living under the same roof.

Rúben plays football for the university’s team. You can tell that he is very focused on his goals by the way you always see him in the kitchen cooking all his meals, preparing his entire weeks worth of food, instead of acting like the usual 19 year old that would just order some pizza if they didn’t feel like cooking.

You often try to avoid being in the same place as him for too long - feeling a little anxious by the way he looks so dominant and intimidating to you. He is tall, much taller than you obviously, and he uses his free time to work out, having a toned body that would make a lot of guys jealous.

Sometimes, you decide to study in the living room when you’re home alone. When Rúben arrives, you feel the need to immediately pick up your books and go back to your room. He’s nice to you, he’s soft spoken and has a light smile on his face, but you would rather not get too close to him.

You feel small and intimidated by the way he looks at you, feeling like he could set you on fire, your cheeks burning every time you feel his eyes on you.

But you know he’s a caring guy, you can’t forget the way he helped you when you were desperately searching for a place to live, that alone has made you feel eternally grateful to him.

But it’s not just that. It’s the way he’s softly knocking on your room door now, pulling you out of your thoughts and studies. The door slowly opens, and your face turns into a smile once you see his face poking in.

“Sorry to disturb your peace” - he says with a shy smile. “I just thought I could invite you to come have dinner with me in the living room? We could watch a nice movie to get a break from all the studying.”

You look at him, like you’re trying to understand why would he invite you to that.

“I noticed you’ve been here for hours now, too focused studying, and you haven’t eaten yet. Plus I’ve been cooking so maybe I thought you could have a bite? Only if you want to, of course” - he looks at you like he’s begging you to accept his offer.

You smile at him. “What movie are we watching?” - you ask and Rúben lets out a breath that he didn’t knew he was holding.

And that’s how it started. You and Rúben had a routine now: you would have dinner together every night and watch a movie after. That was the only way Rúben found to spend more time with you. He loved hearing you laugh when you were watching comedies, the way you would always ask him a million questions when you were confused about the movie, and how you looked so adorable when you were scared of horror movies. The last one really making him want to hug you tight and cuddle you so he could make you feel safe and protected in his arms.

You’ve started to open up around him more as well, letting your bubbly personality show. You too got used to having his presence around, feeling sad when his football practice would run late and he couldn’t make it in time for dinner and movie night.

At the same time, Rúben didn’t look at you in a normal housemate-type-of-way. Neither did you. The sexual tension was noticeable near the both of you, but you just played pretend, believing that it was all in your head.

Until there’s one night, when you’re in your room studying - after having movie night with your housemate. Everything seemed quiet, little noise could be heard, mainly coming from the street, since your window was open. You kept writing down your notes, until you heard an unusual sound. You froze in place, trying to understand what kind of noise it was and where it came from. Sounds like… a moan? And it sounds like it comes from Rúben’s bedroom - being right next to yours.

You can’t help but blush while you imagine him in such an amended state that he didn’t even notice how loud the moan he'd let escape was.

You start thinking about how thin the walls in your apartment actually are, and remind yourself to be careful while making any type of noise, while you put your headphones on, so you can stop listening to Rúben while he is clearly having “a moment”.

You try not to overthink the sound that you heard coming from him. He’s a boy, after all, you shouldn’t be surprised to know that he was jerking himself off. But that changed the way you saw Rúben.

The next morning, you were having breakfast when you saw your housemate going to the bathroom, ready to take a shower as he took a towel with him.

The water starts running and you notice that he didn’t turn the water heater on. Why was he taking a cold shower?

You wait until he gets out of the bathroom, your eyes immediately glue to the water drops, slowly diving through his toned abs when he comes into vision. The towel was wrapped around his hips, and you can’t help but wonder what would happen if it accidentally fell to the floor.

“You’re staring, you know?” - he laughs cockily, taking you out of your trance.

Your cheeks immediately turn bright red, feeling so embarrassed by that moment.

“Why were you taking a cold shower?” - you ask back with an eyebrow raised at him, erasing the smug smile from his face.

“Oh-” - he stuttered a bit. “You know, it’s good for the muscles and all. Need to be careful, we have an important game coming up” - he told you, unsure of himself and definitely not convincing you.

After that, you take notice of Rúben’s behavior in your shared house, and around you.

You start noticing the times his hand would immediately go to his bulge, when you two were having a movie night. The way he would immediately close his legs when you would get closer to him on the sofa.

When the movie ends, he always goes to his room, and it gets very silent. It’s always unusual when his room is so silent: he is always listening to music, watching some videos, playing games, you name it. It’s only truly silent when he’s asleep, but yet… his light is still on.

It’s always the same routine: dinner, movie, Rúben goes to his room, absolute silence, and after a while, he gets out of his room, goes to the bathroom for a bit and comes back to his room to actually turn the light off and fall asleep, after sending you a good night text - not wanting to knock on your door in case you were already sleeping.

Rúben is unaware that you've noticed his routine. When he goes back to his room, it’s only him and his brain. The way you’re always plastered on the front of his head, the only thing he can think about all day, it was driving him insane. He lays in bed and thinks about how good your touch feels on his arms when you touch him. It’s an innocent and harmless touch, but he can’t stop thinking about how good it would feel on his entire body. He feels goosebumps on his skin when your delicate fingers touch him in such a light way. He loves being close to you, he loves how soft your hair feels on his arm when you lay your head on the sofa, next to his shoulder. He wants to touch you, to feel you.

All these thoughts wrap his head in a knot, and the only thing he can do is feel himself through his shorts.

His hand travels from his abs to his bulge, already growing at the thought of you. He massages his dick through his boxers, lowly whining at the feeling. After teasing himself for a bit, he pushes his underwear down, letting his hard dick spring free from his tight clothes.

He feels how hard he is, how much you fucked up his mind - and how unaware you are of it.

You turn him on. Everything you do. The way you look at him with your eyebrow raised, the way you roll your eyes at his cockiness, the way you laugh at his jokes. The way you make him lose his mind when you appear in the middle of the living room in the morning, looking so beautiful even after waking up, with your pyjamas. He loves the way your pyjama shorts hug your waist, embody your ass and allow your legs to be in full display for him. He loves it. He loves looking at you, he’s always daydreaming about you. He fantasizes about you all the time, he imagines how it would be if you were in his bed with him, right now. How would you react if you saw him touching himself, his cock painfully hard because of you.

His hand is wrapped tightly around his dick, thrusting up and down in a slow motion, not wanting to rush the film that’s going through his head right now. Picturing you doing all kinds of dirty and devilish things with him, thinking about your lips wrapped around his dick while his mouth would devour your pussy, giving you the best hard yet passionate sex you could ever have. His other hand travels behind his neck, helping him get more comfortable as his head is now thrown back, his eyes still shut - dreaming about you. His breath turns erratic as he starts pumping himself harder and faster now, like he is pumping life into his veins and he can’t stop. He growls as he pictures you on top of him, straddling him and jumping on his dick - oh, how he wishes that dream would become reality.

He tries his best not to moan loud at the feeling he’s giving himself and the obscene thoughts he’s having. His mind rushes, silently praying that you would walk through the door and help him chase his orgasm. But just knowing that you’re on the door next to his room, is enough to make his stomach swirl, feeling dirty by doing it while he’s thinking about you, without you even dreaming of it.

He sustains a moan as his hand speeds up, anxious to cum. He finally breathes out when he feels the bubble in his stomach burst. He cums in his stomach, disappointed that he didn’t get to cum anywhere on your body, like he wishes so badly. He grabs a towel and cleans himself before going to the bathroom and quickly shower to get rid of the dirtiness he made - he wishes he could get rid of the thoughts surrounding his head, but that won’t go away with any shower.

He goes to bed, as he feels lighter after hitting his high and falls asleep in a few minutes.

But his mind is always playing tricks on him, even when he is sleeping.

There’s an image splattered on his mind, dreaming about going out with you - on a proper date. You look so beautiful in his dream, wearing a red dress that is making him feel things already. Rúben starts moving on the bed, his waist searching for you, for the way you’re sitting on his lap in his dream. He starts breathing heavily as he pictures you two making out in such a dirty way. He needs that feeling, he desperately can’t wait to put his mouth on you, needy to taste you, to feel you, to devour you.

His dream proceeds, and now you take a seat on his face, gripping on his hair as he eats you out like he’s starving for you. His mind recreates the sound of your moans - how he thinks you would sound like. He feels hot while he’s still in a deep sleep, not wanting to wake up and ruin the scenario. His hands are all over you, holding you still as his tongue plays with your wet pussy. You reach out and start stroking his hard dick before putting him on your mouth. You lay your body on his, completely 69ing each other. He takes the opportunity and slaps your ass - now in full view in front of his eyes.

The feeling he’s having is too much to bear, his dream looking so real right now that it could drive him insane. He wakes up with his alarm ringing - it’s 8 am already. He’s sweaty and hot from the nasty dream he just had. He tries to compose himself, breathing in and out, when his hand goes to his bulge and he gets a sticky sensation. He came in his boxers, during the night - the movie playing in his head being too much for him to hold it in. He sighs, ashamed that he actually had a wet dream like he was still a teenager.

He goes to the shower, his mind still thinking of all the dirty things you two could do together. You’re in the kitchen having breakfast, he saw you before entering the bathroom, so he can’t feed those thoughts any more right now. He needs to get them out of his mind, and his growing dick needs to calm down. So, he decides to take a cold shower, hoping that would ease his heartbeat too.

His days have been like this, it has become a routine already. He’s been having wet dreams with you nearly every night, even after he masturbates before going to sleep. It’s actually driving him insane, but he doesn’t feel brave enough to tell you, to hit on you - he would do it to any other girl, but not to you. You’re different and he feels that in his chest. He doesn’t want to just get you in his bed. He wants you, entirely. He’s falling for you.

“Are you planning on going to Jack’s party tonight?” - you ask Rúben while you two are having lunch together, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Huh? Oh. Yeah, I think me and boys will show up” - he informs you. “What about you?”

“Me and the girls are going too” - you say with a smirk. - “I’m going to start getting ready after we eat.”

Rúben’s face shows a confused expression now. “Y/N? It’s 1pm. You know the party only starts at 10pm, right?” - he confirms.

“Duh, of course I know that. But I want to look good, and perfection takes time” - you laugh.

“You always look great, you don’t need much” - he confesses, being completely honest with you.

“Yeah but I want to look my best, who knows, I might find a hot guy at the party” - Rúben’s face falls when he hears your words. Yeah, find a cute guy to make out with - one that is not him.

He doesn’t respond and you look at him, trying to read him.

“Hey? What’s up with you? You went mute out of nowhere?” - you question.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I’m just thinking of all the studying I still have to do before the party” - he lies.

You smile at him. “Don’t worry, I bet you’ll find a cute girl too. Maybe someone who studies business too, so you two can have private study sessions and all” - you giggle and Rúben just fakes a smile.

He doesn’t want a girl who studies business, like him. He wants a girl who studies law, who's perfectly balanced, has the beauty and the brains he’s looking for. He didn’t have to search much to find her, since she lives in his house. He just wants you. He's never seen you act like this - you were never the kind of girl to go out every single night, matching Rúben in that matter. You two would only go out once in a while, but he never saw you talking about finding a guy to make out with. You are an extrovert and he loves your bubbly personality, you are always honest with yourself and the others and you always say what’s going on in your mind and in your heart.

His heart drops and his chest hurts, thinking about how oblivious you are of his feelings towards you. It’s not your fault, obviously, he doesn’t have the nerve to confess his love for you and that’s all on him. He feels down for the rest of the afternoon, trying his best to focus on studying, but he just feels so disappointed at himself, for not having the courage to ask you out. He can’t bear the thought of you making out with some other dude, so he just prays that you two would go different ways at the party, and not see each other again until you get home.

While you were choosing the perfect outfit to go out, you called your best friend. She keeps insisting that Rúben is a hot dude and that you should enjoy the time you spend alone with him at home more.

“Is Rúben your pair for tonight’s party? Are you two gonna dance with your bodies glued to each other?” - your friend asks on the other side of the line, you know she really means it.

“Of course not. He will be with his friends and I will be with you girls. Plus, I already told you that I don’t think that messing with him is a good idea. We live together and I don’t want to lose my room again” - you try to reason with her.

“What if you mess with him and things turn out alright? You’d still lose your room, only to move in to his own” - your best friend really tries to convince you that having sex with your housemate is actually a good idea.

“Girl, that’s not even a thing. Nuh uh, that won’t happen” - you firmly decline.

“Just admit that you fancy him, please! This is getting tiring already” - she notes.

After some moments of silence, you decide to give in. “Of course I think he’s crazy hot, I have two eyes on my face that see him walking around the house wearing only some shorts” - you remember. “But I think he fancies someone else. I’ve heard him moaning once, he was probably touching himself… and I’ve noticed that his routine has been a little strange lately” - you continue speaking on the phone.

“Oh my god! Hearing your housemate touching himself is actually insane! God he’s so fucking hot Y/N, I would die to hear him moaning” - your friend loses herself in her dialogue, too focused on picturing Rúben in the scenario that you just described to her.

“Babe, just stop, please. I literally just told you that I think he likes someone else” - you answer, your mood drowning a bit by imagining him with another girl.

“How do you know that, bitch? He’s probably jerking himself off to the thought of you, duh! You’re beautiful as fuck and you’re working your ass off to become a successful lawyer, you have the beauty and brains bestie, I would be surprised if that man didn’t fall for you” - she calls you out, and her words echo in your head.

Could there be a small chance of Rúben fancying you? Your heartbeat accelerates by just thinking of it, you don’t have the courage to face the guy who you share your house with, and confess how hot you think he is, and how much it tortures you to see him walking through the house with just a towel wrapped around his waist. There’s no way you can actually do that, so you would rather just find a random guy that seems decent enough for you to flirt with him and get some action, even if it’s just some kisses.

You asked Rúben if he could wait for you to keep you company on the way to the party, not really feeling like walking in the middle of the night all by yourself. He can’t say no to you, so he was in the living room waiting for you, and his jaw dropped when he saw you. You looked so gorgeous, wearing a red dress like the one he saw you with in his dreams - could this be a sign or something? Rúben doesn’t believe in any of that, so he just shrugs his thoughts away, and looks at how beautiful you look.

“You look stunning” - he says with a shy smile.

You smile back at him. “You look hot as well. I bet hundreds of girls will beg you to get in their pants” - you laugh, trying to hide your feelings and Rúben doesn’t say anything. Instead, he just talks about how you two should get going.

Once you two arrive at the party, you and Rúben split, you decide to go meet your girls while Rúben joins his football team members.

Through the night, both you and Rúben act similar, even if you’re not by each other’s side. The two of you decide to have some drinks to cool down from the anxiety forming in your stomachs.

You feel anxious so you try to have some fun and really find a cute guy who could make out with you for a while. You don’t go out every weekend, but now you feel needy and desperate to take some risks.

Rúben feels anxious because he knows what you’re looking for tonight. And it pains him that he’s not the guy you’re looking for. You could have him, all of him. He would do anything for you, he would never turn you down, and yet, he’s not the one you’re looking for.

You both take a couple rounds of shots with your friends, mixing beer with other drinks that you don’t ever know what they actually are.

When Rúben decides to go back to the bar to grab another drink, he freezes at the sight in front of him. He catches you kissing a random guy he’s never seen in his life, his hands driving through your hips, getting dangerously close to your ass, while his tongue is entirely inside your mouth.

He feels his blood boiling right now, closing his firsts in a ball, clenching his jaw, unable to control his anger at what he’s watching. He turns away and exits the party, leaving you behind with your newfound “friend” and your activities.

Rúben gets home quickly, his feet moving fast by the way his anger is fuelling his entire body now. He knew damn well that you were trying to find a fling at that fucking party, the only thing he silently begged was for you to spare him, so he didn’t have to see you with another guy that wasn’t himself.

He enters his room, slamming the door behind him, trying to find a way to alleviate the strong feeling in his chest.

He is sad, disappointed and he hates what he saw. Rúben is a possessive guy, and jealousy is all he can feel right now, wanting to punch that prick's face. It should be him that you were kissing, not a random dude.

His breathing itches when his mind starts making up scenarios of potential things that could happen once you get home. Would you go to his room, searching for him? Maybe you would tell him how much you regret kissing that boy. Maybe you two would finally confess your feelings to each other? Rúben feels so jealous now that he just wants to show you how he could be everything you need and more. He wants you to regret kissing another boy when you could have kissed him instead all this time.

He goes back to his routine, maybe having a release would help him remove all the tension on his body right now. He lays on his bed, taking deep breaths as his bulge is already aching in his pants. He quickly removes his clothes, not in the mood to take it nice and slow. He’s angry, jealous, fuming at the thought of you with someone else.

He anxiously touches himself, already feeling the protruding veins in his cock and stroking himself fast, imagining how sex would feel like if he was punishing you after what you did. How you would moan and sigh when he would fill you up, roaming inside of you, feeling your wet and warm pussy around his cock, your juices mixing up with his already.

His hand works fast and hard on his dick, he doesn’t control himself as he starts moaning loudly at the feeling - he was sure that he was home alone, you would probably still be at that stupid party, or even in that guy’s bed already.

His mind went blank at how excruciatingly hard his dick is in his hand, precum already dripping down his shaft.

You walk inside the house, stumbling a bit on your own feet, feeling a little tipsy because of the few drinks you had at the party. Your chest feels heavy, you truly feel guilty after kissing a random guy while Rúben was the only one in your mind the entire time. You should have gained the courage to talk to him, to shoot your shot. When you realized that he had already left the party, you immediately went home to find Rúben - praying that he actually decided to go home.

But he doesn’t hear the door open, too lost in his thoughts and sounds, absolutely enticed by his moment. You walk inside the house and hear him moaning - your heart sinking at the thought of him actually having another girl over.

You carefully walk through the corridor, getting closer to his bedroom door. His sounds get louder and more consistent, and you stop next to his door, trying to understand if he’s alone or with someone else.

The way you only hear Rúben moaning and breathing heavily, makes you realise that he’s alone - probably touching himself like crazy. The thought of being so close to him while he’s jerking off is enough to make your legs weak, already feeling your pussy throbbing at how erotic he sounds. The alcohol in your blood was already making you feel brave enough to talk to him about how you feel, but hearing him groaning at the way he’s touching himself… that is definitely making you desire him like crazy. You need him, you want him, and you’re going to shoot your shot.

You decide to open the door to his bedroom, your hand shaking as you turn the handle open. Your eyes land on Rúben, sprawled on his bed, with his hand tightly wrapped around his hard cock. He stops stroking his dick momentarily when he sees you, his mouth slightly agape, shocked and slightly embarrassed that you’re in his room, seeing him like this. But he’s also feeling brave tonight, and he starts stroking his dick again while he makes eye contact with you.

You share a look in silence, eye fucking each other at this point. His hand doesn’t stop moving in his dick, but it starts slowing down as you walk closer to him.

“I was looking for you” - you breathe out.

“Oh yeah? Did your friend turn you down after shoving his tongue in your throat?” - he answers bitterly.

“No… I just wish it was your tongue exploring my mouth, instead of his” - you confess while sitting in his bed, next to him.

You could see the sparks in his eyes igniting at your words, and he stays silent, trying to think of the right thing to say.

Your index finger carefully travels through your bodies, sliding up his dick, gathering his juices in your tip. You open your mouth, placing your finger inside and sucking on it, tasting how Rúben feels hot and sweet at the same time.

He groans at the sight in front of him and completely loses it. He grabs your face and finally kisses you hard and passionately, his tongue now fighting for dominance with yours, exploring every corner of your mouth - like he was supposed to all along.

You move so you’re now straddling him, your dress already pulled up, while Rúben’s hands discover your body. You can’t stop kissing each other, needing the other one so badly, making out in a dirty and raw way, with saliva already dripping down your chin. You moan into his mouth as you grind your hips on his dick, the thin fabric of your panties being the only thing separating you two right now.

He pulls your dress off of your body, admiring you and kissing every inch of skin that his lips could find as his hands keep travelling your body. He looks at you shocked when his lips find your boobs and he realizes you have a nipple piercing - something he never even imagined you could have, and it’s doing wonders to his mind. You smirk at his reaction and pull his head between your tits more, encouraging him to play with the metal piece between your nipple.

His mouth wraps around your nipple, sucking on it while his tongue draws circles around it. Rúben is desperate to touch you, he needs to feel you, he needs to make sure that you are real, that you are really here with him, naked in his bed like he’s been dreaming all this time.

“Do you know for how long I have been dreaming about this?” - he says, breathless from all the kissing.

“Oh, is that right?” - you say seductively, as you keep moving your core against his hard dick.

“Fuck, I’ve been dying to kiss you since I first met you. I’ve been having these fucking wet dreams about touching you like some horny teenager. I want you so badly, Y/N” - he confesses, his hands secured on your hips.

“Oh, yeah?” - you say as you get up from your spot on his lap.

You take off your panties slowly, without never breaking eye contact with Rúben, putting on a show for him.

He looks at you hungrily, like he’s already devouring you in his mind.

“Let me give you a taste of what you’ve been missing, baby boy” - you say as you sit on his face.

Rúben’s tongue is already working on you, licking your folds like a cat. Your hand immediately wraps on his hair, as the other goes to help you hold yourself up against the headboard. You moan at the vibrations his mouth sends through your body, unable to control your sounds.

You grind your pussy on his face, completely riding his mouth now, and you moan breathlessly at the way his tongue devours you while his nose keeps hitting your clit on purpose, making you shake with a crazy amount of pleasure.

You notice Rúben’s reaction to your moans, as his hand leaves your hip and wraps around his dick, still painfully hard from being so turned on and not getting a release. He starts pumping himself while he eats you out, you look back to see the sight and moan at the view. You can’t stop thinking about how you two look like a recreation of a movie, looking so erotic and needy for each other.

His lips wrap around your clit now, sucking on it and making you scream out of pleasure. The way he’s devouring your cunt makes it almost unbearable for you to hold your orgasm inside, and seeing the way he is touching himself like crazy to you, makes the bubble in your stomach burst. You cum on his face, riding him more to chase your high, the feeling he’s providing you being unmatched to anything you’ve felt before.

Rúben moans underneath you, his mouth still on your pussy, collecting all your juices in his tongue, tasting you entirely. His hand speeds up and he cums some minutes after as well, groaning at the feeling of finally having a release. You get up from your seat on his face, allowing him to breathe properly now, his nose, mouth and chin drenched in your cum. The sight of Rúben lying under you, still tasting your juices and his stomach dirty with his own cum, was enough to make your cunt throb again, wanting to feel him more.

“You taste insanely delicious” - Rúben says in a hazy state, completely high off you.

“Better than in your dreams?” - you tease him with a smirk.

“Fuck, way better. I can’t believe this is actually real” - he laughs, still trying to catch his breath.

“I need to feel you, Ruby” - you say in a needy voice, using his favorite pet name that he told you about in one of your conversations.

He takes a condom out of his bedside table, kissing you again passionately as he wraps it on his dick - already hard again, you being an absolute menace to his libido. Rúben lays you on the bed, towering over you now, as he looks at you with love and fire in his eyes. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him tightly next to you while you wrap your legs around his hips. He kisses you sweetly and carefully before slowly entering you. You both moan into each other’s mouth, still kissing with your bodies glued now.

He thrusts slowly into you, wanting to take his time and enjoy all the feelings he’s getting from this moment with you.

You moan when he fills you up nicely and easily, not really believing this is happening either.

“You feel so good, baby, fuck” - he groans into your ear as his mouth is now leaving kisses on your neck. You pet his hair gently, not really having words to describe the energy and the connection between you and your housemate.

“I need more, Rubes, please” - you beg him to go faster, needing to cum again on his dick now.

Your wish is his command, he could never say no to you. He picks up the pace, going faster inside of you right now, leaving open mouth kisses on your nipple again - the piercing still driving him insane.

“Fuck, you’re so good Rubes, you fuck me so good” - you breathe while your nails scratch his back at the sensations he’s providing you.

The sounds coming from your wet pussy fill the room, along with the moans and heavy breaths that you two share.

Rúben feels your walls clenching around him, and his thumb goes to play with your swollen clit, his dick now roaming inside of your cunt, desperate to cum again too.

He could lose all his composure just by listening to your sounds, going crazy at the way you feel so wet and warm, your cunt desperately clenching around his dick. Plus, you look so beautiful to him, your eyes rolling to the back of your head out of pleasure, while he hears you moaning so erotically and whispering incoherent words, completely fucked out of your mind. He loves knowing that he’s the one making you feel like this, giving you this much pleasure. He can’t stop feeling cocky at the way his girl is sprawled on his bed, begging him to fuck her harder and faster so she can cum on his cock.

His thumb doesn’t stop bullying your puffy clit and you can’t hold it any longer.

“I’m not gonna last, Rub-“ - you cry out, the pleasure being unbearable right now.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Cum on my cock, I need to feel you cumming around me” - the dirty talk could send you straight to heaven.

And your body obeys. You cum, moaning his name over and over again, your pussy pulsating around his dick, encouraging him to cum as well. After a few more strokes, Rúben fills his condom with his seed, breathing heavily at the feeling you both just shared. He collapses on top of you, his head now buried on your neck, leaving sweet kisses on your skin as you both try to catch your breaths.

You hug him tightly, not really knowing what to say, and you both stay like this, enjoying each other’s touch. Soon, you both fall asleep, the alcohol in both of your bloods and the tiredness from the previous events knocking the two of you out in a matter of minutes.

The next morning, you wake up wrapped in Rúben’s arms. You feel safe, protected, it feels right. The sun is shining, warming up your face and Rúben slightly moves in his place, pulling you closer to him.

“Good morning” - he says in his deep morning voice.

“Hey” - you say back with a smile. He kisses your shoulder while hiding his face in your neck, taking in your scent, not believing that last night was real, not wanting to let you go out of his embrace.

You turn around so you’re facing him now. The two of you giggle at each other like true teenagers who just fell in love.

His hand goes to caress your cheek sweetly, looking at you with all the love in the world.

“Hope you don’t regret last night” - he says honestly.

“The only thing I regret from last night is kissing another random guy, instead of kissing you earlier” - you confess with a smirk on your lips.

He laughs softly at your words.

“How could I regret anything? Really, I only regret not knocking on your door sooner… I’ve been thinking about you a lot for the past weeks” - you continue speaking.

“Well, guess we can say that I’ve literally been dreaming about you a lot” - he says with a laugh, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red now.

“I had a dream of us going out on a cute date” - you tell him, reaching out to give him a gentle kiss on the lips.

“Really?” - he looks surprised that you’ve been feeling the same way as him for the last couple of weeks. “I guess I should turn that dream into reality, then” - he kisses your hand lovingly.

“I would love that… I’ve been trying to shut my feelings out for you, I didn’t want to mess with my housemate and end up without a place to sleep, again” - you confess.

“I don’t think that’s gonna happen” - he says with a soft smile. “I’ve been hypnotized by you since the first time I saw you, Y/N… it’s been killing me to drown in my feelings all the time because I didn’t have the courage to confess how I felt towards you. I am in love with you, I really am. I think you’re the most beautiful, caring, funny and intelligent girl I’ve ever met. We get along so well that I can’t stop thinking about how I want this forever. I want our movie nights forever, I want to take you on cute dates, I wanna share this house with you without having to hide away from you, literally when I have a boner because of you, or emotionally when I feel jealous or like choking on my feelings because I wanted to blurt them out and I couldn’t. I don’t wanna hide anymore. This is me, with my good parts and my bad parts as well, and there's nothing more I want than for you to take me as I am. Because I for sure will take you as you are, through the good and the bad, I want to have you by my side forever, as I promise you to always be by your side as well” - he breathes after finally letting his feelings show.

You smile widely and kiss him once again.

“It’s hard not to fall for you, Rubes, I wish you could see you through my eyes” - you kiss him again, unable to stop. You can’t believe you have Rúben all to yourself.

You two start making out again, smirking at each other and giggling between kisses.

“I just hope you want more amazing sex like the one we had last night” - you wink at him as your hand is already palming his dick, hungry for him once again.

“You’re gonna be the death of me” - he sighs as you two wrap yourselves between Rúben’s bed sheets again, truly on cloud nine from finding out that love can actually be closer than you think. In this case, it was under the same roof, right next door.

[simp4konig]

Intimate König headcannons

Gender-neutral Reader

Word Count: 1246

*FLUFFFFFF!!!!! YES FINALLY WE (I) LOVE THAT ☁️☺️💫

MANY THANKS TO @puff0o0💫🩵🫂💙🩵✨⭐ FOR GIVING ME TJE IMMEDIATE INSPIRATION TO WRITE THIS 🥰🥰💖 LOVE U SM POOKS I AM SO THANKFUL TO HAVE SOMEONE LIKW YOU AS MY MUTIAL 🥹🥹🥹 YOU ARE SO SWEET AND DESERVE THE WORLD (and to be with your crush😤 fuckingGOD im in AGONT when the FUCK is the wedding gonna be 😭😭💔)

Was down in the dumps and feeling really guiltt for not delivering fanficgions on time but you really reassure me and make ot seem like its alright for me to take my time 😇 Honestly am forevr used to the stress of deadlines and alwahs achieving expectations always expected of me thay i always feel intense guilt whenever i delay 😿😿 Thank you so mucj for your love and support uour messages are whay have kept me going 🙏🙏💖🫂(and motivated me immediately to write this in <5 hours LOL🤭)

also pls do NOT track my ip address puff PLEASE this is some next-levdl fbi investigation type shit and im honestly SHOOK are u secretly an fbi agent ?????😰😰never poetinf screenshots ever AGAIN ❌🚫‼️

*Physical intimacy (not sex guys🗿) headcannons for before your relationship and during your relationship

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...

König's crush on you was not subtle. At ALL.

My personal headcannon is that he has never had a girlfriend/boyfriend/lover before. :(

I mean, bullied at school, enlisting into the military aged 17, climbing up the ranks to become a Colonel... yeah, to me it doesn't sound like the man would ever have time to find a significant other.

Oh, don't get me wrong, he would devote so much time to a partner (if he had one), would coddle them and cuddle them more than humanly possible and spend every, making the most out of every moment together. Precious hours never taken for granted that he dreamed of while on deployment.

...Yet, having no experience with receiving affection and being affectionate since being a very young boy, when his mother was still around to take care of him before he attended secondary school, up to this point he had ZERO (0) experience.

Still, König ALWAYS had a hand over your body in some way, under the guise of protecting you and keeping you out of harm's way. It was endearing that he cared so much about your well-being. 🥹

Resting a large hand on the small of your back as he guided you down crowded rooms (though that was almost always a pretence, as there would actually be very few people around, and it was only his excuse for touching you).

Leading you out, his hand would be quickly replaced by his arm wrapping around your side and pulling you close, closer even than you had been moments prior.

Truth be told, the way he touched you was the way he longed, craved for someone else to touch him. To long for him and crave him as much as he craved you.

It wasn't like you were oblivious. In fact, you were hyper-aware of the skin-to-skin touch, of every instance his fingers grazed your knuckles when handing you something, of every "accidental" bump of your head into his chest in corridors, of each time he rested a hand on your shoulder. Or on your back for reassurance — though, whether it was for your reassurance or his own, you couldn't tell.

All his touches, his gazes at your from afar and up close, the way his pale blue eyes crinkled in happiness under that long hood of his: all of it; you noticed it all. Every single time.

Obviously, you didn't object. You relished in this attention, so touch-starved that each touch made you melt. Besides, how could you even? You became putty in his hands, and you revelled the feeling of being so loved.

...However, your own intrusive thoughts insisted that you wouldn't be good enough for König, did not deserve such a man like him.

As much as it pained you to do so, you shied away from his advances, always the first to pull away.

And, of course, König noticed it. Every single time.

His immediate thought was that you didn't feel the same way. That you felt disgusted, disgusted by him and his touch.

Did you not like the way he touched you? Did you not like him?

Therefore, for a while, he toned down the touching. A simple pat on the back or a tap on the shoulder would have to suffice, despite his desperate need to feel more of you, touch you more.

Judging your reactions, scrutinising your cues... you weren't disgusted. Not in the slightest, it appeared.

You just looked... flustered. Shy. A hand would go up to hide the blush on your cheeks — nothing discreet about that — stubbornly avoiding his gaze, yet a small smile was on your face, and it made him wonder: what if you really did like the way he touched you? Liked him?

His touches became more daring. Confident.

One day, all of his anxiety ceased to exist when you reciprocated his touch with some of your own.

The hand kept in place of your hip flinched slightly at yours timidly moving to touch the top of his, interlocking fingers over his palm. Momentarily causing König to short-circuit, he became stiff, audibly gulping.

Adam's apple swallowing the dryness of his throat, he looked at you, frantically attempting to read the expression on your face.

You said nothing, didn't look at him at all, yet through that gesture alone König understood it better than had you could have ever said it in words.

For a moment, you regretted it. Even made a move to sheepishly pull your hand away. König, finally pulled out of his daze, held your hand in place, squeezing it three times. You squeezed it three times, too.

Suddenly, it all made sense to him, and, somehow, made sense to you too. You two were meant to be together, regardless of your insecurities.

Now, your dynamics shifted slightly.

Hands held together as you two sat by each other in a room, neither acknowleding the situation in case the other pulled away in embarassment. Never parting ways without a good-bye hug from you, your arms lingering by his own for a moment longer than they should have.

When you two are finally in a relationship?

☠️ Say goodbye to privacy and personal space ig

König is unbelievably clingy, and literally clings on to whatever of you he can reach. He does not let you go. There can be no compromise, and he keeps you in place, despite your protests and squirming, face flushed as you tried to playfully push him off you, obviously to no avail.

At the same time, König's touch is so, so gentle.

Tentative touches on your skin as if your body was precious porcelain, a fragile fine china.

Callous hands that had killed so many in cold blood running across your back, your arms, your waist, your legs, anywhere that König could reach, with a mildness that could have made people question whether it was even the same man and if so, how he could ever be capable of being so soft.

It doesn't matter whether you go to the gym regularly and have put on muscle or whether you are someone on the more petite side, you're so delicate to König. Like you could be broken at any moment.

For that reason, he holds back. Or, at least, tries to, for the most part. Bless his soul, he tries his best, but it's impossible not to cradle your body in his arms. <3

Unable to restrain himself, his resolve breaks after five minutes of going without you under him or on top of him or beside him or entangled with him, and his hands go back to touching you all over again, caressing you with such care and love that tears often brim in your eyes.

No one has ever been so gentle, so attentive, so loving. No one has ever touched you like this before.

And, seeing how you allow yourself to be vulnerable with him, to see you so sensitive, he would wordlessly wipe the tears away with his thumb, your eyes glassy like a doll's.

He'd run his fingers through your hair, whisper sweet nothings in a mix of English and German, often forgetting to speak in English and unconsciously reverting to German, calling you the loveliest things in a tone that expressed his complete devotion to you.

And, as you'd sleep peacefully beside him in bed, he'd admire you, and wonder how on Earth he possibly could have gotten so lucky.

...

Note: can i please have my own König irl please and thank you🙏🥰 want nothing more than a big beefy man to hold me 🥹❤️❤️(😭 man i need some mentsl help 🗿thays for another day tho am not wbout to get into the catastrophic state of my brain😊✨gonna keep deluding mtself instead !!<3)

[kylietellin]

I love all your stuff so much 😭😭 could you do something enemies to lovers with Curtis sister x Dallas Winston??? ❤️❤️❤️

Alright 😊

You had grown up hearing about all the crimes Dallas had done.

You were kind of scared of him

You and Pony are close and have been, so… you were very protective of him

You tried to shelter him

Until your parents died

I mean, it was just less

You spent a lot of time in your room all lonesome for a while after their death

You isolated yourself and definitely didn’t need Dallas

This whole time, Dallas thought you hated him

Which, maybe you did, but it was more of a fear

Whenever you would see him, he’d dip or not even look your way

It angered you

Miscommunication happens so, you both were declared “enemies” from the gang

You end your depressive state and get out more

You get back close with Pony and start to realize how much he hangs out with.. Dallas🙄

You tell him to stop hanging out with him

Somehow Dallas finds out you said that or just peeped that you didn’t want him being friends with Pony

He confronted you and y’all had a fight.

Not physical!!! But verbal

Yh

You were really passionate about your brother’s safety

Since you knew how many guys Dal pissed off who would jump at the chance to get him back by hurting Pony!

He felt guilty when Pony or Johnny got jumped

It felt like you were right all this time, he should hang around these kids

He avoided everyone for a while

Pony was annoyed and thought you did something

But you didn’t

Dal started to feel bad and had dreams about you

He came and apologized to you

You cried and it all came out

You both told each other why you were each other’s enemies

And y’all realized it was stupid

You both didn’t have the time to be hating each other so intensely

You made up and became “friends”

Y’all got pretty close and started fooling around after a wild night at Bucks..

Darry didn’t like it when everyone found out but it was better than having drama in the gang from y’all being enemies.

[binniebakery]

About Now

♡ Bf!Kai x Gn!Reader, Established Relationship, Fluff! ♡

♡ Summary: No matter how far away you two are, you’ll always feel like home to him. <3 ♡ Warnings: None aside from nicknames/long distance! ♡ A/N: This is based off of day6’s song “about now” hehe I love that song to bits and the lyrics are sooo cute😭😭so please listen while reading for the full experience! Enjoy <3

Kai ran his fingers through his hair as he checked his phone again for the millionth time that morning. He was so tired but he would do anything to hear your voice, even if it meant sacrificing his sleep and waking up earlier than he really needed to. It was late where you were on your side of the world but he knew you’d always reply to his texts when you could. He reluctantly brushed his teeth, his soft hair a mess and still in his pajamas. He had to at least do something productive while he waited for you to get off work. By now, you must have erased your make-up

By now, you must have finished preparing

My old shirt that is going to be your pajama

I can imagine you wearing it

Like always, you must be beautiful Kai found himself daydreaming about you once again. Whenever he had time he always found himself thinking of you. What outfit did you wear today? Did you eat? How was work? His thoughts were always y/n must be eating dinner right now, or y/n must be washing the dishes. His favorite thought was just picturing you fresh out of the shower, wearing just his shirt.<3 Kai liked to imagine himself walking behind you and scooping you in for a tight hug. It made his heart race just thinking about it. Ring.. Ring Ring… Ring.. Suddenly he was wide awake now, hearing that familiar ringtone he set just for you. He lets it ring for just a few seconds (he can’t make it obvious he was desperate to hear your voice!) before answering with his usual cheery tone. “Hyuka!~ I just finished doing my skincare routine! Did I wake you up?” Your voice was sweeter than sugar, his ears were blessed. The early morning birds began to chirp but nothing was more calming than hearing you say his name from across the world. “No of course not sweetie, I just decided to get up early today.” His smile grew wider hearing your soft giggles over the line. God, he missed you. The night snack you ordered without me

How does it taste?

Because I'm not there

Did you perhaps dream of naughty things?

I keep worrying about your days without me

Are you also feeling blank like me? As if a screw is loose The morning went on just like that. You talking about your day ending and Kai just starting his. Being on tour was tough for the both of you but you always managed to show your support no matter how far you both were. “What do you mean you ordered egg tarts without me?!” Your boyfriend pouted. “I’m sorry! I promise when you get back we can eat as many as you want together my prince.” Your laugh and voice were refreshing and addicting. How could he ever be mad at you? Just wait a few days

Until we meet again

I prayed for the time to be by our side

Today the clock is ticking slowly

Or is it my heart that is feeling rushed?

I want to see your beautiful face “Y’know, the tour is almost over, I’ll be home soon my love,” Kai mumbled as he rummaged through his luggage for the right outfit to head to his rehearsal. “Mhm, I’m always counting the seconds till I get to see you again..” You whispered back, the intimate atmosphere was so intense both of you could feel it on each side of the phone line. Kai felt himself warm up at the thought of you waiting for him at the airport, running into his warm arms and you two could go home together.  “Let’s go to an arcade when I get back, I want to play games with you.” Kai chirped as he pulled his shirt over his head. Your immediate cheery response was all he needed to motivate him to get through his day. “Alright, I have to go now. Promise you’ll be good for me?” Kai teases as he closes his bag, all things accounted for. “Just for you. I’ll keep my naughty thoughts to myself until you get home~” You teased back and the both of you let out a wholehearted laugh. Everything felt right in the world with you having each other’s backs.  “Have a good sleep. Love you, remember I’m cheering for you y/n.. and don’t forget to dream of me~” Your boyfriend was such a tease. And you loved every single bit of it. Your ray of sunshine. The night snack you ordered without me

How does it taste?

Because I'm not there

Did you perhaps dream of naughty things?

I keep worrying about your days without me

Are you also feeling blank like me?

As if a screw is loose

Time felt like it was going slower than ever when he was doing his schedules or on tour, but at the end of the day, all he needed was his partner waiting for him with arms open wide. Your small apartment always smelled of you. It had all your shared stuffed animals, your soft bed just waiting for him to lay on with you, your kitchen where you both baked together, the TV and couch where you both played games together, and most importantly, your apartment had you.

[theemporium]

alright soft baby daddy that turned angsty anon here to attempt to fix it ig

Lando is obviously crushed but one thing about lando is that he cries about it but he’ll get shit done. You don’t think he’ll be a good dad? Fine! Fuck you! (Obviously not really he’s emotional but you just said he’d be a shit dad and broke up with him he’s allowed to be upset) that boy is sobbing his heart out to max f. on facetime while shopping for cribs on his laptop like calm down Lando you found out about the baby an hour ago you don’t need a crib right this second (it and about three nurseries worth of stuff get delivered to his Monaco flat and are waiting for him when he gets home from the next race), he’s gotten you a flat in his building before you even had the first ultrasound because you can leave him but he’s gonna make sure you have a safe home close by so that you can coparent easily because he wants this baby even if he’s scared shitless. He goes about it a little immature, making decisions over your head, but almost all are about the baby so you don’t even have a real reason to complain. He doesn’t threaten to take you to court should you keep the baby from him but that was never your plan to begin with. You’re surprised about how intense he’s being though.

It feels a little weird to be spoiled by your ex but he keeps everything baby focused, baby books and name books come to you fully annotated, tips and tricks he gather from the wags and team members with kids get forwarded your way

he’s really growing into the role and while you appreciate the things he’s been doing for your baby it feels like the lando you loved and left is slipping further and further away

when he gets questioned about his more serious less childish behavior by an interviewer the sunny lad you fell in love with was nowhere to be seen but his response haunted your dreams for a week

“Just finally grew up I guess”

I—

babe what are you fixing😭this just hurts more

[kittenwalker]

would you write a fic about attending a party with evan and his friends and he doesn't like the way some of his friends are looking at you so he becomes protective of you the whole night. maybe ending with smut

notes : decided to change things up a bit so reader and evan are just friends in this story, and sorry for the in-activeness. Writing smut is not as easy as it was a year ago hahahaha. But yes have a wonderful day and enjoyyy :)

also not proofread, i can't stand to read my own smut writings 😭

“ Yea alright man see you at 5 “ Evan said before hanging up with his friend. Tim, Evan’s friend, invited him to a party and he figured to invite Y/n to tag along as she had no plans for the day and he needed a plus one because the party was mostly for couples, but they were just going as friends. But let’s just say they didn’t come out of the party as friends.

-

Y/n got the invite an hour before the party, so she didn’t have much time to get ready but she made do with it. First on the list, she had to take a quick bath, so she hopped into the shower to get all the sweat and dirt off of her. Secondly, she picked out an outfit to wear and has decided to be bold for today. Y/n chose a see-through beige long sleeved dress that has gems all over it and it fell shortly on her upper thighs. Underneath she wore a pair of black laced undergarments, the outfit was very open but she felt confident today so she was going to show it. Thirdly, she bunched up all her hair into heat-rollers and started on her makeup as the curlers set in her hair. 

Y/n just did a simple smokey eye-look pairing it with a nude lip since her clothes were the star of the show, she didn’t want to take that away from it. She then pulled out the rollers one by one and flipped her hair while running her hands through it. Taming the curls to make it more fluffy and not too intense. Lastly, she picked out her choice of jewelry and a purse before slipping into a pair of black heels. A few spritz of her black opium perfume and out she goes, waiting for Evan’s presence.

-

4.45 pm, Evan was on his way to pick up Y/n by car even though they lived a few blocks from each other, it was Tim’s house that was quite far away. Pulling up to the curb, he stopped and opened the passenger’s door for her. When he saw what Y/n was dressed in, his whole car was practically filled with drool and his eyes were definitely checking her out. ‘ Damn I really shouldn't think like this, she’s my friend I can’t. ’ Ripping his gaze off her, he rounded his car and greeted her. “ Hey hope in, we’re about to be late and you know Tim with his punctuality. ” Y/n agreed with him and got in, Evan shutting the door after her. It was a 20 minute drive there from Y/n’s house so they would be somewhat on time. 

“ So, why the choice of clothing? Trying to impress someone? ” Evan teased, taking a glance at her before looking back onto the road. “ Really Evan? I just want to look good and feel confident without having to impress anyone you douche. “ Y/n reached out to the radio and turned up the notch, ignoring what witty comment was coming out of his mouth. Humming quietly to the music while she looked out of the window, making small chats with Evan here and there. Her dreaming really made the trip faster because in a blink of an eye, they had already arrived.  

Evan parked his car and turned off the engine, rushing to Y/n’s side to open her door. Taking her hand and pulling her out, they rounded a corner and got to Tim’s door. Evan rang the doorbell and immediately the door opened and they were greeted with Tim. “ FINALLY, I have been waiting FOREVER for you two to come. The party ain’t it without you man. ” Tim pulled Evan in for a hug and invited them both in. 

Going into the house was like a fever dream, strobe lights flashing and music blasting through speakers while people grinded on each other with red solo cups in their hands. It has been forever since Y/n stepped foot into one of these house parties since a little embarrassing event happened during it. But honestly she really did miss it, the feeling of being free and having fun. She headed straight to the drinks placed in the middle of the room, ditching Evan as he was catching up with his best buds. Knowing everything in this room had alcohol in it, she didn’t even try finding something that wasn’t spiked or non-alcoholic as she was in desperate need to quench her thirst. 

Grabbing a solo cup and pouring in some whiskey and mixing it with sprite to dilute it. It’s never too early to drink right? Y/n took a sip while trying to find Evan to see if he wanted to dance with her. She poked her head around but was to no avail, giving up, she went back to the main room where everyone was gathered. 

Y/n just sat there lonely with her red solo cup. Until a little someone decided to keep her company, Tim. As awkward as it was, she just needed to not be alone right now especially when she could get assaulted then and there by weirdos. 

“ Hey beautiful, why are you alone? ” Time came up to her asking. “ I tried finding Evan but he’s nowhere in sight ” Y/n sighed in disappointment. “ Oh that’s alright I can definitely keep you company till he appears. “ Tim suggested it and Y/n was so pleased to hear that. They continued their chatting in the corner over the loud music and she was actually enjoying her time with Tim. Though she could see right through his flirtatious behavior, him looking down at her body and backing her frame up against the wall slowly. Again, she didn’t mind, Tim is a sweet guy and she knows he would never hurt her so it wouldn’t be a problem if she had a little fun. 

Nope, she was wrong as always, her one decision caused a whole lot of things to change and happen just because of Evan’s jealousy. 

From the start of Tim talking to Y/n, he was already watching them from afar. He was boiling seeing him talk to her but he thought maybe it was just a small chat, so he didn't do anything about it. But the small chat became a lot more, Evan continued watching them and saw all the looks Tim made while checking her almost nude body out. ‘ God I should’ve told Y/n to go back and change her outfit to something more modest ’ Though he thought of it, he didn’t mean it, he just wanted Y/n to have fun without all these perverts hitting on her. But seeing what happened next infuriated him more, fumes were practically coming out of his ears. ‘ Shit, why am I feeling this way about her, she’s not even mine and it is her life ’ But Evan couldn’t help getting angry, he felt like since she hung out with him the most, that she was his. There was just this unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach seeing her dance with his friend.

Not wanting to stalk them any longer, he decided to go take his mind off. With the handy dandy of alcohol of course. He went to the bar table and got himself some shots, downing and refilling them quickly. “ Hey why in such a rush to get drunk? ” A blonde girl asked while twirling her finger around her hair. “ No reason that concerns you ” Evan replied bluntly. The blondie continuously tried her luck with Evan, thinking he was playing hard to get. Now she’s asking him to dance with her and Evan thought about it. ‘ Well I could get another type of distraction ’ He agreed and was dragged onto the dance floor. The girl pushed past the crowd trying to get into the middle and started smashing herself against Evan. But only one thing caught his attention, Tim and Y/n were still on the dance floor behind them. 

Not some friendly dancing though, Y/n was grinding her ass onto his rock solid dick. Tim’s hands all over Y/n’s body while she leaned her head sideways to give him more space to suck her neck. She looked so aroused and turned on while Tim’s hand slowly slid underneath her dress. Tim smirked at her and started pulling her out of the crowd. Evan started to push past everyone, keeping an eye on them the whole way so they couldn’t get far. He wouldn’t let Y/n go into a room alone with a player like Tim.

He managed to catch up to them and tugged on Y/n’s hand, making her turn around to face him. “ Y/n I need to talk to you now “ Evan sternly said, he wasn’t going to play games tonight. “ Evan I’m bus- “ Evan didn’t care what she or Tim had to say so he dragged her out into the back of the house. 

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“ What the fuck was that Evan!? I told you I was busy! ” Y/n snatched her hand away from his grip. “ Y/n you’re insane for letting Tim go all over you, you of all people should know that he switches from girl to girl! ” Evan backed Y/n against the wall. “ Don’t be jealous just because I was having fun and you had to sit in the corner and watch in misery. “ She chuckled. The more Y/n was talking, the more vile his temper went. So one way he knew how to shut her up was to tease her.

“ So you’re telling me you like him touching your body like this? ” Evan gently grazed his hand around her hips. Goosebumps immediately rose onto Y/n’s skin, making her too shocked to talk. Evan stared into her widened eyes and his hands continued trailing down, lower until it was at the end of her dress. He stopped, seeing if Y/n had any problem with carrying this on further. Evan saw that she wasn’t opposed to what he was doing and chose to make things a little more intense.

Bringing his mouth to her ear, he lowly whispered. “ Does he make you feel better than I do? Make you feel wanted and treated properly, like a true lady. ” His hand crept up under her dress and she shuddered at the contact with his hand against her bare waist. A whimper slipped out of her mouth as she bit her lips at the coldness of Evan’s hands. “ Already aroused at the slightest of my touch huh? ” Y/n felt him smirked in victory against her neck as he dived to her good spot, under her ear. 

Y/n was speechless at this point, not expecting Evan to know her body so well. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of him pleasuring her. Evan decided to make the moment more heated by adding another type of contact. As he made hickies all over her neck, the hand on her waist slid down slowly, dragging his fingers along her skin and stopping at her clit. Evan slowly kneaded her clothed clit with two fingers, gently rubbing it in circles. 

The wall was all the luck Y/n had with stabilizing herself as her legs had given up long ago. Evan was definitely not making this easy for Y/n to keep quiet or cave into him. “ Did Tim touch all your sweet spots like I am doing right now? ” Y/n tried replying with her voice but only failed as her moans choked her up. He chuckled at her attempt and continued teasing her and making her feel shy over his gaze. “ You know if he really wanted you, he would have found you by now. But he’s nowhere to be seen because he probably forgot about you and is fucking some other girl. Come on Y/n, let's go to my car and I’ll show you real pleasure. ” Evan whispered lowly in her ear, almost in a begging manner. “ A-alright ” Y/n replied while Evan let her go and held her hand, pulling her quickly to his car. She already missed his hands on her body and playing with her clit. God she was going crazy for him already, he really had an effect one that’s for sure.

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Not sure what overcame Y/n but before they even got into the car, they were already making-out. They stumbled their way back to his car, Evan opened the door behind Y/n and pushed her into the back seats. Getting on top of her and connecting back their lips, sucking the life out of her and leaving her wanting more. “ Ev-van, won’t people see us through the window? ” Y/n asked in between their kissing. “ Don’t worry love, my windows are tinted. ” Evan reassured her as he started to unclothe her. 

Removing her dress and her heels in a hast, while she removed his shirt. Y/n tried unbuckling Evan’s pants but he smacked her hands away. “ ladies first ” He looked her right in the eye and slid her panties to the side, exposing her bare cunt. Shivers went through her spine as the cold air brushed against her pussy. Evan plunged one finger into her wetness and Y/n gasped at the feeling of his long talented finger as he moved it. He also used his tongue to flick her clit while he added another digit into her, making her feel immense pleasure. 

Y/n’s back arched as her nails dug into Evan’s back, crumbling under his magical fingers. The whole car filled with the sound of her wetness squelching and her soft whimpers. God she couldn’t wait to meet his cock if he could already make her feel this good with just two fingers and one tongue. As good as this felt, Y/n wanted to make him feel ecstasy too. Flipping him over so that now she was on top of him. Looking at him hungrily, she quickly unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants and boxers. His cock sprang free, hard as a rock with pre-cum dripping out of his red tip. Y/n was taken-aback when she saw how big he was, god she was expecting big, but not large… It was just so thick and long that she was scared about how it would fit in both her mouth or cunt. “ Enjoying the view? Come on get a taste of it, it won’t bite. ” Seeing that she got caught staring off, she placed her lips on his tip and started going at it. Licking and sucking his whole dick, bobbing her head up and down. Now it was Evan’s turn to be putty in Y/n’s hands, he was getting all dizzy over the amount of delightfulness he was feeling. Now the car was filled with his grunts and the sound of sucking. 

Y/n liked the control she had on Evan, so she decided to take it a step further and tease him. “ Is the girl that was dancing with you still in your mind? ” She asked as her hand didn’t stop moving. Evan kept it silent for a while so Y/n sped up her hand and added her mouth, making a string of curses to come out. “ Come on, answer me or I’ll go painfully slow ” She smirked as her movements slowed down the more he kept it silent. “ Fuck, no she’s not, not until you mentioned her. ” Y/n was satisfied with his answer and fastened up her pace and hummed in approval, placing her lips back. 

Wanting more, Y/n teased more and more until Evan couldn’t bare it anymore. He flipped her body onto the console, belly laying flat on the flat area. He pulled her hair upwards so she was looking at him. “ Think you can get away with teasing me? Look what’s in front ” Evan pushed her face back so she could see what was happening outside. Y/n was speechless, he was right, Tim was hooking up with another girl already. Trying to get all in her pants, as he made out with her. Thoughts started to cloud up her mind until a stretching feeling snapped her out. It was too late when she realised what was happening, he was already thrusting deep into her. Making her into a moaning mess and she didn’t do anything about it, she wouldn’t want to. 

“ See that fucker, already onto another girl. But it’s alright, the girl under me is definitely going to have a better time than the girl outside. Isn’t that right Y/n? Come one, tell me how good I make you feel. ” Evan demanded as he pressed her neck down, making her breast compress between her body and the console. The pleasure she was feeling was way too much for her to even answer or get a word out of her mouth. She didn’t even have time to get used to his size before he started ramming into her. So all that was coming out of her mouth was breathy panting and whimpers. 

She did somehow managed to get out a sentence, a very choppy one. “ I’m g-glad I went with y-you, you definitely m-make me feel better than T-Tim. You j-just fill me up i-in all the r-right places, hitting me in t-the b-best sp-pots. ” Y/n got out a sentence, moaning every possible second as he kept his rhythm up. “ And you still think we’re just friends? ” Evan panted, sweat glazing every inch of his body. Y/n really didn’t know how to reply, ‘ what are we? Friends, friends with benefits, lovers? ’ She was just as confused but to be honest, she wanted to mean way more after what happened tonight. 

“ Anything you want ” Y/n decided on replying. “ Really? So if I ask you to be my girlfriend now, would you? ” God, so many things happening in one night, it's very chaotic. But there was only one right answer. “ Yes ” As soon as she said that, he sped up even more. Holding onto her hips and pounding straight into her. “ Good, because Tim doesn’t deserve you. I do ” Evan’s dominant side was such a surprise to Y/n. He was the sweet and soft kind, but I guess every sweet and soft person has a bad side. But Y/n didn’t mind it, she even loves it. It turns her on so much. 

Evan kept on pounding into her, the sound of sweat and skin to skin contact. He thought it was so hot to see Y/n like this, so submissive to him. Laying down below him as he fucked the sense out of her, her ass bouncing up and down on his dick. Her screams, her moans, her whimpers, all music to his ears. God was she pretty, but prettier moaning his name. 

Y/n felt so scandalous fucking in a car, she could see everyone outside but no one knew what they doing inside. But because she could see everyone outside, she felt exposed and that they could see her. That was the fun of it though, the thrill of whether they would get caught. The only person she wanted to see them like this was Tim, watching what he’s missing out on and how much of a good time she’s having without him.

The more he thrusted into her, the more sloppy it was getting. Y/n knew Evan was about to cum and so was her. She felt a tight knot in the pit of her stomach and all the adrenaline rushing towards her cunt. Y/n tightened, making Evan groan and pump faster. “ Shit I’m about to cum Evan. ” Y/n was breathless at this point in time. “ Me too, love ” In about no time they both came down to their highs, Y/n collapsing onto Evan. Their skin sticking together due to so much sweat. Y/n was exhausted, she cuddled up into Evan’s neck and closed her eyes. ‘ What an eventful night ’ she thought before letting her sore and twitching body rest. Oh but Evan had other plans.

“ Round 2? ”

[kannymaei]

Misinterpreted Love (TPG! Special Chapter 2) - Kamisato Ayato x Reader

MASTERLIST

A/N: Happy Holidays~! I’ve been working on Chapter 13 but I wanted to surprise everyone with a one shot Kamisato Ayato fanfiction (I know our last chapter is quite gloomy 😭). SPOILER: This special chapter is just too cute for me 💟. This is also a very short chapter and I had quite a writer’s block 💀. This chapter has INAPPROPRIATE SCENES. If you are not in the right age please do not read! This is a SMUT Chapter.

A/N 2: I always think of Special Chapters as an alternative universe or a dream of Y/N, but it's alright to treat it as a oneshot. 

For this chapter, the accident never occurred nor the death of their parents which would mean Yae Miko and her family never had any bad intentions with the Kamisato and L/N family. In exchange, Ayato and Y/N are just childhood friends and no romantic interactions happened in their childhood nor the promised wedding scene because they never bumped into each other during that specific celebration of his family. So they met on another occasion that didn't really spark anything between them. Ayato considers Y/N as a little sister while Ayaka considers the reader as her older sister. 

PS: They're in their graduating year in university.

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Kamisato Ayato has always been a dear friend towards you and it almost looks like he was your older brother since you don’t have any siblings. These days you are starting to get attracted to him and you ultimately know that it is completely wrong. You were afraid that if you admitted your feelings towards him he’ll start to ignore you and become cold towards you.

(I have a crush on Kamisato Ayato and it was… terrible). You shook your head without paying attention in class, trying to erase your thoughts about Kamisato Ayato.

“Miss L/N?”

You daydreamed about Ayato kissing your hand and asking you to be his girlfriend or probably his wife. 

“Miss L/N? Can you repeat the question or answer it?”

You thought of being alone in the library with Ayato while he leans forward to you with your faces near to each other, feeling his hot breath through your cheeks. 

"Y/N L/N!" 

You snapped back to reality realizing that you were being called in class. 

"I… I'm so sorry Miss Raiden… Can you repeat the question?" 

"Little Miss Y/N is probably thinking of some nerd trying to flirt with her." Ayato looked at you and smirked which made the class laugh. 

(So you’re calling yourself a nerd?) You thought.

"Ayato… your manners." Raiden cleared her throat and stared directly at your soul. 

"Sorry, Miss!" He said and leaned a little next to you and whispered. 

“Dress up nicely earlier, we’re going to have family dinner and my parents want to see you there. You’ve been avoiding me for the last few weeks Y/N… What’s wrong?” He winked and teased you, you lowered down your face to hide your face that now looks like a tomato.

“Ayato? If you’re so eager to talk to Miss L/N, Kindly answer the question for her.” Raiden crossed her arms and stared intensely at Ayato.

“I’ll gladly answer your question Miss…” He confidently continued to speak while you’re still lost in thoughts.

(T-this is why I began to fall in love with you! You’re so oblivious with your actions that already had a different meaning to me. I’ve been trying to avoid you because I already developed feelings! M-maybe if I ignore you… these feelings would go away… And it’s probably better that way because I’m just your childhood friend… You’re probably… way better off with someone that’s more rich and prettier than me…) You frowned before you heard your teacher speak your name again.

“Miss L/N, is that clear?” She asked and you nodded slowly.

You looked at Ayato again and he gave you a reassuring look and reminded you again that you would show up for dinner.

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…

…

Classes ended before you even knew it and you have no idea what you should wear. A dress? Casual clothings? Or something that is super formal… like the one you wore on the annual celebration of his family? 

"Hey Y/N? Do you wanna go somewhere else? Before I drive you home?" Said by a man you've already fallen in love with. Your face heats up upon feeling his hand brush your shoulders until he pulls you closer to him and lays his head on your head since he's much taller than you. 

"A-ayato… I…" You covered your red face with both of your hands and started shaking a little bit. You covered your face with both of your hands trying to fathom your thoughts on what you want to say to him.

“Yes dear?” He giggled a little.

“D-dear?!” You stared at him and there was a long silence between the two of you.

“I’m just joking Y/N… You know I don’t do or say things romantically to you… right my childhood friend?” He emphasized the word friend and attempted to look at your reaction.

(But that’s a lie… Of course I also see you more than a friend…) He looked at the sky trying to fix his thoughts… he may be a little confused with his feelings.

“Yeah… of course friend… yeah… friend…” You said nervously.

“Lady Y/N probably is thinking of something to eat and something she’d like to wear… I’m pretty sure girls have a hard time with their clothes.” Ayato said and held your hand as he opened the door to his car.

(He’s always been sweet to you… Of course… his actions shouldn’t hold any special meanings…) You thought

(Y/N… She probably thinks my sweet gestures are just me acting like an older brother to her… She’ll never realize these actions hold deeper meanings…) He also thought.

“Shall we go my lady?” He said as he got in the car and inserted his key to start up the car.

“Y-yes…” You answered softly.

—

It didn’t take long not until you had reached your destination and Ayato took you to an expensive cafe to at least hype up your mood for dinner. He brought you pastries and your favorite frappe. Of course, he knows what’s your favorite… he knows what kind of things your tongue likes.

“They didn’t have your usual flavor but it’s still a mille feuilles… but at least I got the flavor of your frappe correct.” He scratched the back of his head embarrassingly thinking that he could have gotten you something else that’s more to your liking.

“What about you? You didn’t get anything yourself…” You asked before taking a sip to your frappe.

“I’m not feeling like eating anything so I didn’t get anything for myself. Well, I’m happy as long as my little Y/N is happy.” He sat down, put his hand on his chin and smiled at you.

An old couple passed by and stopped by your table.

“What a lovely couple you are… I’m pretty sure you’ll have the most beautiful and handsome children in the world…”

“W-w-wait n-no!” You panicked and almost choked on the crumbs of your mille feuilles. 

“I’m pretty sure we would have the prettiest children in the world if it weren’t for this cutiepie.” He replied to the old couple and pinched your cheek when he said you were a cutiepie.

“Well, my dearest… I should start up the car so we can buy you some clothes you can wear later because my parents would love to see you.” He said when he noticed you were almost done with your food. He stood up bidding his goodbyes to the old couple and the old couple followed him outside the door. 

You were completely stunned by what just happened because for the first time in your life, Ayato has treated you in public like your girlfriend except you know it’s fake but you wish that it’s true. To repay Ayato’s treat to you, you decided to buy him a hot cup of coffee and after the barista handed you the coffee, you held onto it while heading towards his car in the parking area.

“My dear- Y/N? A coffee for me?” He was shocked by your simple gesture, shocked because it’s not often someone gets him something. It’s always him who always gives to other people but he doesn’t get anything in return.

“Yes… I’m afraid you’d get sleepy and sleep while driving in the car.” You jokingly said and he just stared at you, awed in your explanation.

“I’m just joking… hehe…” You replied and stared outside the window to avoid embarrassing yourself more in front of him.

“I’ll never fall asleep driving especially when I’m around you Y/N… I’ll always keep you safe and you’ll never feel danger when I’m with you.” He said while he lowered his face because he can feel his face heat up upon saying those words.

The ride with him was quiet and it’s like the two of you were avoiding each other on purpose ever since the old couple thought the two of you were together.

You didn’t notice that you doze off on the way to the mall or boutique since your seat was so comfy that you fell asleep. Meanwhile, Ayato is having a hard time trying to think of ways to wake you up. Who knew that one of the powerful persons and heir of the Kamisato clan is having such difficulty waking someone up so special to him? 

He knew that he was in denial all the time, he tried to tease you with the hopes of you’d get annoyed with him so you’d always think of him and little does he know that this tactic of his has already worked.

Kamisato Ayato had a little crush on you when you were in 7th grade but he was in denial and tried a lot of things to make these feelings go away but he failed miserably. The more he avoids you, the more he thinks of you, therefore, the more he falls in love with you but even if he’s the bravest person in the world he’d be head over heels towards you. 

He goes near your face and his hot breath is starting to warm up your face. You were fast asleep and this is the chance for Kamisato Ayato to admire your face without you panicking that he was near your face.

He began by looking at your eyes, it looks so soft when they’re close. Your lashes look so good and it fits the shapes of your eyes. Your skin glows within the reflected light of the car window, and lastly… your lips. It has a perfect shape and color… and Kamisato Ayato wants to touch these lips along with his.

His hand cups your right cheek when you slowly open your eyes and sees a pair of lilac eyes you are very familiar with. 

“A-ayato… what are you…?” You spoke slowly until you realized that his face is really near yours.

“AH?!” You shouted and panicked but he was quick to hold both of your hands and pinned you in the car seat.

“Y/N! I-it’s not what you think! I was going to wake you up… I-I-I’m not trying to kiss you or anything! Y-y-y-you’re my friend a-and I’ll never do that to you!” His voice cracked when he tried to say that he only sees you as his friend.

You straightened your back while being pinned in the car and let out a little moan.

“P-please let me go!” You said shyly since the two of you are in a very awkward position right now.

“A-ah m-my bad…” He slowly let go of your hand but your image of being pinned by him remained in his mind.

“Since you’re awake now, we are now at the mall for you to shop for clothes and we can proceed to the venue of our family’s dinner. Your parents are going to be there too… I think no one knows that we’re together right now.” He attempted to maintain his composure and opened the first button of his shirt to freshen up a little bit after being involved with a very intense scene with you.

You nodded and tucked your hair on your ears.

The two of you walked out of the mall and you assumed it’s around 6pm because of the sunset. This time, Ayato did not wrap his arms around you like he did earlier. It kinda felt a little sad that he didn’t do it again.

—

While shopping for clothes, you tried to think how long has he been in front of your face while you were sleeping pretty.

It didn’t take long for you to find a dress you wanted to wear and you gladly bought it with your own money even if Ayato kept on insisting that he should be the one that should buy it for you.

“No… It’s okay Ayato…” You said as you handed your card to the cashier.

“O-okay… Let me hold the bags for you then.” He offered and you gladly accepted it.

You went to the fitting room and changed your clothes.

You admired yourself in the mirror and continued to change your clothes while you put your school clothes in the bag. You don't need to worry if the clothes are clean or not because this shop always had their clothes clean in case of situations similar to yours.

You came out of the changing room to see a wandering Ayato. He was astonished about your appearance, he kept on looking at you from head to toe. 

"You're so gorgeous… lady Y/N…" He slowly said, eyes fixated on you. 

"Thank you! Lord Ayato." You said and giggled, it felt like ages since the last time you called him formally. 

He held the bag and the two of you walked back in the car as if nothing intense or suspicious happened a few minutes ago. 

You weren't used to wearing heels and a few meters away from the vehicle you tripped but you had your savior in front of you to catch you. 

You could feel his heartbeat race especially from his point of view when he can see a glimpse of your cleavage.

"Y/N! Are you alright?" He said and grabbed you by the waist so you could balance yourself again. His blood seemed to rush somewhere in his crotch and immediately let go of you. 

You fixed your dress a little and went inside the car.

—

You stopped over at his house since he needed to change clothes while Ayaka volunteered to do your makeup and hair.

"I'll borrow Y/N from you first hihi!" Ayaka said and immediately dragged you upstairs to her room.

…

"I wonder what kind of makeup would make a boy get attracted to you." Ayaka said while staring at your face in the mirror. 

"Or hair." She added. 

The two of you shared stories about your life and some jokes to kill time and you also helped Ayaka choose her dress and jewelry from her wardrobe. 

Meanwhile… Ayato couldn't help but do it right now in his bedroom. He truly wishes for you and Ayaka to take as much time as you want because he wouldn't want other people bothering him. 

He removed his uniform, leaving him in his boxers. 

He appears to lay in bed almost naked, underneath his clothes, he has a six-pack or a toned body that any girl would dream of. 

He went pulling out a Fleshlight or his sex toy that's completely hidden from his drawers while thinking about you. 

He removed his boxers that revealed his humongous throbbing cock that's begging to be inside of you. His fingers played around his slit until a pre-cum came out while his other hand massaged his balls for a better pleasurement. 

He couldn't wait any longer for dinner to end before he does this, he NEEDED to do it right now. He put his cock inside the toy and moaned a little. 

He thrusts slowly on the toy while thinking of some foreplay with you. He imagines the two of you in a sixty-nine position where you keep on sucking and playing with his cock while he gets to lick and play with your womanhood. 

His thrusts became faster when he remembered how your cleavage looked and how much he wanted to remove your clothing in the car. He wanted to play with your breasts so much, circling and pinching your nipples slowly is what makes him horny.

He remembers your little moan earlier when he pinned you in the car because you panicked. How he wants to hear them louder and sexier makes him more horny than he was. 

He knew he's going to finish anytime soon and there's only one thing in his mind which is he'd only choose and want you to receive his hot ropes of semen in order to continue the Kamisato bloodline. 

"Y-Y/N! Fuck! I love you so much~" He moaned loudly, he didn't need to worry about you and Ayaka hearing it because her room is on the other side of the house.

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…

…

"Ayato? Your sister is waiting for you downstairs and she told me to call you if you're ready." You spoke that sparked Ayato's whole body. Out of all the moments you had to call him, it had to be the moment where he's about to ejaculate. Little does he know that you heard him moan the last line about your name. 

You felt something heating up inside of you. You were so happy that he's been feeling the same towards you and you knew that everything you assumed all this time was genuine and not him just thinking that you were just one of his adopted little sisters. 

"T-tell her I'll be down in 30 minutes and come back here." He said in a husky deep voice. 

You didn't reply back and went downstairs thinking how hot that voice is. 

"Ayaka… your brother said he'd be down after 30 minutes…" You said and you can see the disappointment on her face.

"This dinner is important and my brother has never been this slow nor late to anything! I'll be there in the venue first so I can cover up for him and his hideous reasons on what's taking him so long. Stay here and accompany him since the two of you are one of the most awaited guests of our parents." She frowned and went inside the backseat of her car and ordered her driver to drive her to the venue. 

—

"Ayato… your sister said she'd be covering up—" You stopped when he opened the door for you and saw him with nothing but a towel. You can't tell if it's water or sweat that's streaming down his toned body that you're tempted to touch and the next thing you know is that he grabbed you inside his room. 

You haven't been in his room since you were young but he's hugging you from your back right now and you can feel something hard that's touching your butt. 

He pressed his head on your neck and said. 

"What do I need to do to make you love me? I… I can't stop thinking about you Y/N." He spoke while his lips started to kiss your neck. You moved your body according to his hard bulge, dry humping him and to your surprise, Ayato is shocked by what you were doing. 

"You think I didn't hear what you were saying earlier?" You teased him and continued to dry hump him. You pulled your dress upwards revealing your laced panty rubbing against him. 

The next thing you knew is that he grabbed you and removed your dress completely and threw it somewhere in the room. And he removed his towel too revealing his humongous cock. 

"T-that's not gonna fit inside of me…" You said and all you saw was him smirking. 

"It is now." He said while rubbing your clit until he saw your wetness staining your underwear. 

"Ayato… I want it inside of me… Please no more teasing…" You said while moaning a little. 

You didn't hear anything from him and when you looked down you saw his shaft or head was about to enter you slowly. 

"F-fuck! N-no!" You moaned loudly when his shaft was already inside. It hurts a little for you but you knew that it wasn't his whole length. 

He positioned you on top of him so he can admire your body more. 

"Answer my question, what do I need to do for you to love me?" He said while kissing your stomach.

"N-nothing! I already love you even b-before all this!" You frantically replied when you felt him push his cock inside of you deeper. You could tell that he can break through your cervix and fuck you more. 

"Ayato~ it's hurting" You cried a little and he stopped thrusting at you. 

"A-ah…" He moaned as he was holding back his cum. He knew he can last for a little more and the two of you can cum together. 

A few minutes later, you can't take it anymore but you completely sat down with his cock inside you and as expected, it completely went breaking through your cervix so the two of you knew that he was deep inside you. 

"So good." That's all what Ayato needs to hear before he holds your ass and thrusts you at a constant pace. 

Your bra is getting out of the way so you removed it in front of his pace while moaning loudly. 

He was stunned by how pretty your breasts are and how they were bouncing together over and over again while he thrusts at you. 

His one hand let off of your ass and cupped your breasts which made you feel better. 

It didn't take any longer for you to feel a knot after you and Ayato had been changing positions and it felt like he had the intention to break your insides. Your body was hurting because of the amount of hickeys that he gave you throughout your whole body.

"Ayato~" You moaned loudly, making it obvious that you were already at your limit. 

"Moan my name, scream my name Y/N." He said and put you in a missionary position. The two of you hold hands and kiss each other. 

"Y/N!" 

"Ayato~" 

"Y/N! I-I want you to continue my bloodline~!" 

"Ayato~ P-please!" 

His thrusts became faster and you began to tighten up, hugging his cock more down there and while you did it his moans became louder.

"Y/N!" 

"Ayato!" 

"I'm cumming Y/N! I'm gonna pull out—" 

You locked your legs onto him. 

"Y-Y/N d-don't! I'm gonna cum inside of you if you do that!" 

You stopped him from speaking by sealing it with a passionate french kiss. 

Your legs were locked onto him as he started to become faster and there… 

"Y/N! I'm cumming!" 

"Ayato~! I'm cumming too!" 

Both your bodies were frozen on the spot as you felt a hot squirt warming up your insides. It's been squirting for a while and it's been filling you up.

"Fuck! I… I cummed inside you… Y-you might get pregnant." He said while kissing your neck. 

"We can get the emergency pill later on the way to dinner…" You replied and chuckled. 

"Oh shit! Dinner!" Ayato pulled out and saw his cum squirting outside your pussy. 

"W-wait I'll clean it up for you. I'll cuddle with you in bed later, our parents are waiting for us." He said and helped you stand up in bed. 

— 

"What took you so long my dear?" Ayato's mother asked when the two of you sat down at the table. You were also wearing his coat and a scarf to cover up the hickeys he gave you.

"Are you cold, Y/N?" Your father asked you and you just nodded. Your face hidden in the scared was red thinking how you're so full of his cum.

The food arrived a little after you sat on the table and your parents announced that they and his family were planning to arrange your marriage after you finish college. You and Ayato looked at each other menacingly because of what the two of you just did in his bed. 

Ayato kept on covering a part of his neck and Ayaka got a glimpse of what he was hiding. 

She blushed and covered her mouth when she realized it was a hickey from you. It didn't take longer for her to realize what you two did and that was the reason why you were late.

Ayato asked for permission to give you a ride home and your parents agreed in order to "develop" your relationship more. When in reality, Ayato was about to give you another round at the back of his car.

[baeshijima]

AND AND AND it would be so funny that all throughout ur uni years you thought that you guys hated each other for the longest time !!! well .... you guys sure did !!!! but in all actuality it's all one sided for the most part 😭 you thought he was glaring daggers everytime you glance at his direction but in reality he's just concentrating intensely to appreciate your beauty ...... it's probably his emotionally constipated ass that he cant communicate his feelings properly but years of encouraging himself to be brave and directly confess his feelings for you and look at where you guys right now !!!! happily married ever after !!!! but it seems like your husband thinks your marriage is falling apart (youre ignoring him and didnt give him his daily cuddles and kisses) 😭😭 it's really cool if oc can revisit past events that let them see their (future) husband point of view when it comes to you omg the relevation AHhHHHHHH

NO BC FR 😭😭 while you were so caught up in this rivalry with the way he just downright glares at you when you're just minding your own business (that's a glare, right? is he tryna pick a fight??), he is actually trying to not let it slip how much of an effect you have on him by doing, well, nothing. he is fr biting his fist, banging his head against a wall, kicking his feet but he can't just let you know that! but, that somehow led to this dilemma of you thinking he hates your very guts (he loves them, actually). of course, he wanted to clear this misunderstanding, but something about having your undivided attention on him like this didn't feel so bad, so maybe it would be alright to keep this misunderstanding for a little while longer until he can finally muster up the courage to confess his true feelings...

and, three-ish years later, you're both happily married! kind of! maybe!

...do you not love him anymore...? you leave the bed almost right after you wake up (you never do that, instead always insisting "just five... five more minutes..." which is never the case but you won't catch him complaining!), you parry away his cuddle attacks, you dodge his kisses, you won't even let him come into the shower with you... it's almost like a blast to the past with the way you act around him, though not as wanted as his younger self when he is deprived of your much-needed affections.

OMG THE INSIGHTS INTO THE PAST !!! imagine it's like,,, dream-esque moments, where you catch glimpses of your life in the prior three years when asleep in in a deep dream. you watch how your previous hostility gradually morphs into something milder — softer — before eventually you address him with endearing affection and an expression you never realised you were capable of making.

and you also see the events from his perspective; how he stole glances at your seated form when you weren't looking, how he remembered you liking that one drink from the campus coffee shop and buying it for you when you were in low spirits, how he played along with your one-sided rivalry if it meant more time with you, how he mustered the courage to confess in the heat of the moment after some asshole broke your heart and he could no longer stand by and watch, and how you became infinitely happier when life began to fill with him.

naturally, this entire revelation remains unfathomable to you and your three-year-younger brain, but when you awake after each memory-filled dream, you slowly start to see why you end up falling for him in the future.

[computer-fox]

Hello! Your objectum art makes me very happy…! I might even make some objectum splatoon art myself, I hope thats alright. I just find it very cute. And its gotten me thinking/questioning some things... Im kind of in the process of figuring myself out!... So, I wanted to ask you a question : What made you realize you were objectum? I hope this isn't a weird ask, have a good day!

HIIII TYSM😭😭😭😭💖💖AND YES‼️‼️I ENCOURAGE OBJECTUM ART ESPECIALLY IF ITS SPLATOON IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY TO SEE AHHHHH

And how I realized im objectum umm.Well. I dont really have a solid answer 😅 Its kind of a long story ? but in short its Friend made me like the portal games and robots -> a year later i made other friends who are objectum for computers & such (i didnt consider myself objectum at the time) -> I started appreciating computers more(and watched electric dreams LOLLLL) -> Started appreciating objects more in general -> Realized that my love for certain objects is a lot more intense than .normal people i guess -> Oh ! I'm objectum !

I knew for a long time that people could be attracted to objects i just didnt know there was a word for it till one or two years ago & only very recently ive actually been embracing being objectum even if its still a little scary😭

Basically having friends helped me realize idk. But im happy about it i love being objectum sooooooo much it's just about the one label im absolutely sure of using LOL

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Here’s you a Time and Sky thing, late but I’ve been at work all day… part of a different wip

A brief stint in Hyrule’s era had not been kind on any of them. Foul water and dwindling supplies had made most of them ill to some extent.

It also (unfortunately for those more sensitive to corruption) produced some spectacularly awful dreams. Legend had taken dead-man’s watch as one of the few not suffering from fever, malaise or being outright laid out by the malice in the air. So he was awake when Sky shot awake with a suppressed scream.

“You alright, Birdbrain?” He asked after seeing the Chosen search the sleeping forms of the other heroes, then bundle himself in the security-blanket he called his sailcloth and… oh Din, he was crying… “Link?”

“Just a dream…” Sky was busy trying to make himself smaller as he talked to himself almost under his breath . “Can’t happen here anyway… it’s not a warning, it’s just a bad dream…”

“Sky?” He crouched in front of the knight. “What happened? What’s wrong?” Sky’s attention shot to him and Legend saw the terror from the nightmare turning to panic as Sky started to reach out towards him, then realization hit and the Chosen hurriedly wrapped his arms around himself. Legend was on watch, he really needed to be watching, not playing unwilling cuddle buddy.

“You…you haven’t had any Dreams lately, right?” He choked out. “It was just a nightmare, not a vision, right?”

“Not for a while…” he offered, but knew that was cold comfort at best. He honestly had yet to sleep tonight… there was a groan from the sprawl of the rest of the heroes and Time sat up.

“What’s wrong?”

“Just a nightmare, Old Man.” Legend tried to assure. Time looked at them, eye half-lidded with lingering sleep, and then held out an arm.

“Come ‘ere, Sky…” Sky didn’t need any further convincing, as he practically flew the short distance to Time, making the elder hero startle just a little at the sudden intensity of Sky crashing into him, but he covered it well enough. He wrapped an arm around the trembling hero. “Tell me what happened…” Legend returned to watch, but couldn’t help eavesdropping as Sky spoke between panicked sobs about a city and cruel people and someone he couldn’t see enduring their abuse and then it had turned to physical violence. The final scene left the still-unknown victim to die, far away from help and comfort. Time listened to the tale, then soothed Sky’s panic until the Chosen was lulled back to sleep.

Aww poor Sky, and that’s such a Dad thing ti just be like “what’s wrong honey” and hold your arm out and aaaahhhhhh

This is wonderful thank you for sharing 😭❤️❤️❤️

[heartbeat-77]

Happy Valentine's Day, honey.... You are super awesome.... I don't have any words to describe your energy and enthusiasm and the way you reciprocate and express your love for me.... I am so so lucky to have you in my life, my love.... If I had ever asked for a gift from God, you are the best one he could ever give to me.... I tell you my love, one life ain't enough with you .... I need to be with you for no less than forever and God knows it well; he knows how beautifully we fit into eachother and how we need eachother to create a strong force in order to make this world a better places to live and love.... Whenever I think of life with you, first thing I am able to visualise is calmness and intense love and the very next moment, I ask myself that what else a person needs???? 😥😢😥😢 I guess nothing else.... because everything else can be created when these two feelings get together and any amount of materialistic things put together cannot create these things in real.... But my love, these two are effortless with you 😥😢😥😢 🙏🙏🙏🙏and when I think about the love you give to me, it's literally Unbelievable and you are giving it to me even when I am at my worst and am not able to give you anything in return 😭😭😭😭 How can I thank you for this my love???? How can I really return your favour???? It's not even possible in imagination, my love.... It's not at all possible.... You are now an inseparable part of me and I know I can depend on our love whenever I feel weak.... I know I can lie wasted in your arms and cry as much as possible until your love makes me feel alright and rise up again.... Your beauty, your tenderness is unparalleled and a person who comes close to you feels it profoundly.... I love the way your hair rest on your shoulders and your eyes twinkle with hope of the future.... I love your fuller your fingers feel when they are working up to express something or just sitting nicely together.... I love your toes in the same way too.... I feel your legs and thighs are beautiful that work up perfectly towards your shapely bottom.... I have rarely seen your waist but I long to see how your navel carries that meat about it.... You don't know how much I yearn to kiss and bite you there and on your sides.... Your neck and breasts need no words of admiration as you must have noticed my ugly eyes pathetically gazing at them whenever they found the right opportunity.... Your golden skin is something that I can't resist touching.... I dream about touching it all the time as it is so soft and evocative.... I never dreamt that I could be this close to you .... A valentine's day is special to me as it reminds me of all my promises to you .... and I renew all my promises done to you every valentine's day so that I don't falter in forgetting any of them.... My love, you are my responsibility.... Your emotions, your feelings and your moods are my responsibility.... I would always always try my best to soothe your Soul whenever turbulence shakes your insides and things go hazy for you.... I'll always stand by you, my love.... In the near future, I will want to expand the horizon of my responsibilities for you so that they take a real and concrete shape so as to provide comfort and security to you in our reality.... We may not be bound by any formal relationship but we'll always be tied by a spiritual and emotional bond, my love.... and I believe that our bond is much stronger and intimate that any formal relationship that exists on this earth.... I will always try to give you reasons to smile each and every day, my love.... This valentine's day, I vow to celebrate our bond with each other whenever we are together.... and that very day will be our Valentine's Day as we'll make love to each other's Souls and vow to stay committed always 💞💞💞💞

Forever yours, my love....

Forever holding you tightly....

Forever lifting your spirits....

&

Forever loving you baby

🤝🤝💞💞

Don't forget to smile and laugh....

Don't forget our dreams....

&

Don't forget to love me....💓💓💓💓

[seiwas]

i’ve been busy and it’s been awhile and i haven’t popped in for a hot minute BUT i just had a sudden thought about iwaizumi (˶˃ᆺ˂˶)

you’re in the point of your relationship where you both know your feelings for each other but haven’t made it official yet. he’s studying overseas while you’re in your home country, both of you busy pursuing your own dreams. the difference in timezones has been particularly challenging—the missing presence, the frequent missed calls, the late replies, and, most especially, the intense longing. however, as you have fallen asleep while waiting for him, tired beyond words from the intense day you’ve had, he’s over there sitting at his desk at his apartment after class, looking at his phone contemplating whether he should call you still—he knows it’s late, and he knows you deserve a restful sleep, but he can’t shake off that feeling of longing, the sound of your voice, the shine in your eyes, and even the softness of your lips… he shouldn’t, he really shouldn’t, but he finds himself pressing the dial button anyway—sleep and timezones be damned (genuine apologies from hajime to you), he misses you so much he can’t help but be overcome with selfishness. and it’s okay, it’s worth it he thinks, especially with the way you groggily greet him with that sweet smile of yours, your eyes gleaming with warmth albeit the darkness of the room. he sees it, he feels it through the small screen. “sorry, did i wake you?” he knows he did, but he really can’t help it. “it’s alright, i was waiting for you to call, anyway” you tell him smiling sleepily. and god he feels it, making his heart beat a steadily fast pace causing him to feel warm all over. he hopes you feel it too because after you both bid your sleep well and good night, his heart whispers those three words he’s been wanting to say, but he’d wait, oh he would wait, just a little longer… just until before the coming break because he finds himself booking a flight, the fastest one to get to you. he does so spontaneously because he’s selfish, just to see you, to hear you, and to maybe, no, absolutely show you just what he feels seeing you smile on that call, but this time, he hopes to accompany it with a kiss and those three words his heart is dying for you to hear…

OMG didn’t expect it to be long but!!!JDHDIDJS also honestly i originally am not a hajime truther (,,>ࡇ<,,) but i have seen the light through you and i have been enlightened ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ (lmao) okay, i am going back to fighting irl battles now! i hope you have a wonderful day ahead of you (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ(i’ve been brewing (heh) some matcha experiments lately and would share some thoughts next time i drop by ໒( ˵ •̀ ᴗ •́˵) until then, teehee)

-matcha nonie<3

matcha nonie hello!!! so lovely of you to drop by 🥺 i hope you’ve been getting lots of rest despite you being busy!! 🥹 i am looking forward to all your matcha experiments!!!! let me know what they are when you have the time 🥺🥺 lately i’ve been trying matcha + coffee (on my tired days especially akxnsj) and it definitely gives me a boost!!!

and w a hajime thought omg… 🥹 an ldr hajime thought too 🥹🥹🥹 matcha nonie. if i tell u. i think abt this all the time 😭😭😭 it’s one of my fave things to include in a slowburn hajime love story 😭😭 i think it’s a canon event ngl the yearning and the pining and the feelings there without saying anything is so him 😭

AND WHAT A COMPLIMENT to make u see the light 😭😭😭 i am so flattered n so touched… i think. he is such a special and specific brand of boyfriend i can’t even fully explain it 🥹🥹🥹 he’s just… him, y’know?

i also. may have written smth similar to what u just said 🥹 it’s in a privated fic here on tumblr, under my hajime series ‘(keep me) steady, hold me gently’ (tho i think it’s still up on my ao3!!) it’s called ‘by your name only’ 🥹 i’ve privated it bc i plan to redo the entire series 🥹 my writing has changed a bit since writing it (which is also why i wanna rewrite it, apart from formatting reasons).

BUT SINCE YOU JUST REMINDED ME OF IT WITH THIS LIL HAJIME THOUGHT OF YOURS—a snippet from one of my hajime fics under the cut!

When Iwaizumi takes up Sports Science in California, you stay behind and complete your degree in Japan. The time difference sucks; just as he starts his day, you’re ending yours. Still, you make an effort to talk within the window of hours you’re able to.

At 1:03 a.m., you are cozied up on your bed, night light casting a soft glow onto your tired eyes. You yawn, squinting at your phone while waiting for a familiar face to pop up on screen. A few minutes pass, and it vibrates, the picture you took of Iwaizumi that summer after high school on display.

You swipe your screen to find bright light streaking through the lens of Iwaizumi’s camera, obscuring your vision of him.

“Hold on,” he murmurs, before the view turns to black. Random blobs and shapes move around and you suspect that he’s probably wiping the lens while moving to a place with shade. “Sorry, just walking to campus right now.”

You wait patiently.

Soon enough, you are faced with a clearer visual of Iwaizumi, his spiky hair now shaped into a semi-crew cut—olive green eyes giving off the same stare you know can only belong to him. He doesn’t look much different from the photo assigned to him on your phone, but he doesn’t look the same either. The fact that you notice these changes means that time has passed, and you’re reminded that this is the Iwaizumi you no longer have—the Hajime you could have had.

“Hey,” he greets, sending you a grin. A few beats and recognition flashes through his face as he notices that you’re all tucked in bed, ready to sleep. “Shit, did I wake you?”

You laugh and shake your head, mushing your cheek against your pillow, “No, it’s okay,” you snuggle up to your duvet, “was waiting for your call anyway.” you readjust your phone and place both hands under your cheek, “You rushing to class today?”

“Not really.” he answers, looking up from the screen, presumably to cross a road. “First period canceled, so I’m heading to the gym for a bit. How ‘bout you?”

“Well,” a playful glint sparks in your eyes, “not rushing to class, no. Not going to the gym, either. Not in this outfit, I think.” you smile, suppressing a laugh. Iwaizumi rolls his eyes, but you can see traces of a smirk gracing his lips.

Since going to America, Iwaizumi has gone through a few changes: his confidence, his humor, and his temperament—all of which have gotten better. He’s a lot more relaxed now than he used to be, joking around and going along with your jokes every now and then. But underneath all these improvements, he retains the same qualities that make him the Iwaizumi you know (and love).

“Ha. ha. Funny.” he responds sarcastically.

A twinge pinches at your heart, and you think, God, this banter, it hurts. This is the soft spot you know he holds for you. You’re brought back to the same nastiest look he’d given you when you wrote the most horrible puns on Aoba Johsai banners during matches.

“I meant, how ‘bout you, you aren’t rushing to class tomorrow? Actually–” the video moves around and you catch a glimpse of him tapping his smart watch, a familiar black bracelet on his other wrist, “—shouldn’t you be asleep?” When he returns to the screen, worry lodges through his furrowed brows, a small pout forming on his face. You want so badly to be there to wipe it off.

“It’s fine. You called, so.” you say softly, gently, leaving room for your admission to ring louder. You know he understands because he’s done the same.

“Well,” he copies you, “I don’t want to keep you up. Sleep’s really important, you know.”

You hum in acknowledgment, “Okay,” disappointment poorly hidden in your tone.

But he knows, he always does. “Call me when you’re free later, I’ll pick up. We can catch up then.”

You smile and nod. A yawn escapes you, eyes slowly drifting shut. “Good morning, Haji.” you mumble.

He freezes.

He wouldn’t have heard it if not for his earphones (thank god he had them). It’s the first time you’ve ever called him Haji. Heat rises from the back of his neck, to the tips of his ears, down again to the expanse of his cheeks. The familiar thump sounds loudly in his ears.

“‘Night,” he responds, whispering your name before ending the call.

It takes him a while before he continues to walk towards the gym; his heart is pounding too hard and too loudly for him to focus on where to go. All that replays in his mind is the sound of you saying Haji, softly, tenderly—the way you encase the syllables of his name in comfort that feels like it belongs to your lips.

Haji.

He wonders if you meant to call him that.

[youareinlove]

reacting to niall horan's new album as someone who has never intentionally listened to a niall horan song in my life:

warning: i write a lot

(ty to @thesunandstarss for the post that inspired this <3)

heaven- ok its boppy! great opening track honestly, i feel like it's setting the tone for the album in the sense that it's both very production-y and fun but also has some hard-hitting lines (it's hard to be a human???). it's the type of song that should be played over a slow-mo montage during a season finale

if you leave me- i don't have that many thoughts other than that it sounds like a 2010s song met a 2020s song in a perfect middle ground. also the sound of the song is making me think i was right in saying that the first track really set the tone for the album

meltdown- this hurt me both in my anxiety brain and in my inner english major brain. "hard to tell the real from the dreams you imagine" was a very different kind of relatable both because i've been the person who would be "singing" the song, telling the person that i'll be there when it all melts down, and the person who was...melting down.

never grow up- i knew i would like this one because i'm a speak now stan, but this was a cute song in a different way (hope we still dance like we're falling in love 😭). it's just a very sweet love song. this is probably my favorite so far actually.

the show- this song made me intensely uncomfortable and i haven't fully processed it yet which is how i know it was really good. this album has been very sonically cohesive so far, that's for sure.

you could start a cult- ngl this song is probably my least favorite so far but it wasn't bad by any means, just not really super memorable (to me anyway). maybe it'll grow on me over time, that's probably it actually. i did enjoy the harmonica in the background though.

save my life- it's also pretty boppy, and it also has the 2010s meets 2020s feel! i love the chorus noise at ~interstellar~

on a night like tonight- ayyy wildest dreams reference! and also heaven reference! i feel like if it were any other artist, this would've been the opening track, but i do like where it was put in the tracklist. it's also a really sweet song, and i love how the beat drops.

science- this song is sister songs with meltdown. it has a similar feel as the show too, mostly because of the way that the chorus does that thing where it sounds like it's going to be one thing and it ends up being another thing. but i really liked this song! i can totally see myself playing this next time i'm up at 4 am and having a teeny tiny breakdown (the world's too heavy to shine 😞)

must be love- ok so the beginning is very relatable, like, always, but especially right now. the song kind of reminds me of that one taylor quote that's like "i try to plan everything, but i like the idea that love is the one exception" (not an exact quote). also the wordplay with a college degree/a first degree burn! inner english major is screaming!

alright final thoughts: it's a nice, really sonically cohesive album! a couple of the songs are going to need to be listened to a few more times before i really get them, and i'm definitely going to schedule a little anxiety sesh to process the show tonight. my top three are never grow up (best song), meltdown, and must be love!

[mushiewrites]

I’m sorry you aren’t feeling too great, I hope you get better soon lovely💕💕

Alright, I’ve got you 2 lee!Dream fics and 1 lee!gogs!

- Work Days by bumbleleewrites

-This is the lee!gogs. It’s absolutely adorable but is pretty flustering, if you’re looking for more soft tickles I would go to the next fic.

-Blush by Soft—Dragon

-100% soft vibes. It’s so wholesome and gentle. Top 5 comfort fics of all time.

-DreamCatcher by Soft—Dragon

-A little more intense but still pretty mild. It gets really fluffy towards the end and is one of my go to fics. This one is Ler!Technoblade so don’t read that one if you aren’t comfy, the previous two are entirely Dream team centered <3

I’ll be happy to send you some HCs if you want more, and my dms or askbox is always open even for rants or venting💕💕

Thank u sm for sending in fic recs 🥺 I’ve read the 2 from soft-dragon and I’m pretty sure I read bumbles, but I’m gonna go through and read all three tbh bc I know they’re all good. You can send hc’s or more fics or anything else if you’re up for it, but it’s not necessary!

I appreciate this sm, thank you 🥺😭💞

[aroseinasnowstorm]

Hello! If you’re comfortable

Could I request something for say, fem or GN reader who is pining for Freddy. Like getting lost in all these sappy cute daydreams while gazing at him during work when they think he doesn’t notice,👀 ( he does tho shhh )and reader absolutely gushing over him to chika ✨ how would the other animatronics react to catching onto readers huge massive crush on Freddy and how would Freddy react to noticing his cute smol crush being all red faced, shy and flustered around him 😩 I want to be his little superstar, I beg for him to praise reader 🤲 😭

To be honest, I literally had to google what "pining" means...I am SO fucking old- I am also gonna edit your request, hope you not gonna mind it- sdfiubdsuibf

But I adore that idea. You are going to get tons of fluff in this one and tons of praises, hope you are fine with that.

Also, I really love the thought of Freddy always playing so innocent and unknowing but he totally knows what´s going on and uses it to tease his partner-

...If you beg ask nicely I will write a Part 2 👀

TW: None, just pure, utter fluff, Reader is a Cleaning Lady/Man/Person just because I thought it would be cute, also Reader has a HUGE crush like...H U G E , you´ve been warned, Reddy is teasing Reader, also this is fucking long

Freddy x Crushing!Reader

Elbows pressed on the counter. Red cheeks pressed against hands. Eyes half-closed. Lips parted into a soft sigh. Dreamy eyes focused on the one and only Freddy Fazbear.

That has become your typical routine during your evening shift. You just started to work when the last customers are beginning to leave. It left you with some time to look around and check out the rooms you were destined to clean... and also to take a long, satisfying peek at your favorite member of the Glamrock Band.

Often you would be blessed with watching him taking pictures and giving autographs to the last few customers left before the Pizzaria would finally close down for the day. He was always so kind and polite to everyone, it made your heart flutter.

It wasn´t a secret to anyone who already caught you staring at him, your view was always so full of admiration and respect towards the Animatronic but it only turned worse (or better?) when he wasn´t looking at you. It allowed you to slip into your dream world, not only remembering all the moments he interacted with you already so far but also imagining new situations with the big bear.

Often you couldn´t stop your thoughts spiraling downwards until you were nothing but a blushing mess, caught up in your own surgery daydreams which sometimes left you breathless.

Yet today you couldn´t even go two steps into your dreamworld as a voice reached out to you which left you seeking more. You could listen to him talking all day. Little did you know that your beloved crush could also spend all his days talking to just you.

,,_____! I am pleased to see you here this evening! I missed you last week! Where have you been?"

Your knees turn weak at hearing that he missed you. Luckily you were already leaning against the counter, otherwise, you would have been afraid that your legs might just have been given in. ,,O-Oh...I...I well...I-I was a bit sick, so I stayed at home..." You mumbled while avoiding his intense gaze. Something about him was always just so much, it made you feel weak...but in a good way.

,,Sick? Are you alright now, superstar? You look red...more than usual." It was typical for you to be mumbling and blushing around him. Yet today it was especially worse and you didn´t even know why. Maybe the fact you weren´t been able to see him for a few days had this effect on you, god, you were too deep into that rabbit hole.

,,Y-yes I am fine...I-I just...uh...a-a bit nervous...being at work again."

,,Nervous about what, superstar?"

If you wouldn´t know it better you would have said you heard a teasing undertone into his words but that isn´t possible.

Suddenly the floor looks so damn interesting. His words only made you feel shyer, you had no idea what to do with yourself.

,,I...It´s...just a lot to clean today, y-y-ou know?"

,,Oh Superstar...It really is a mess today, isn´t it? I am sorry, I should have told the visitors to be more careful... How careless of me, please forgive me. I have given you more work than you need."

,,O-Oh no please don-don´t worry, I am fin-"

,,I will help you clean up!"

,,What-"

In pure shock, you look up at Freddy. You need to tilt your head backward to even be able to look at his face. First, now you realize how damn close he stands to you. He is literally bowing over the counter towards you.

,,Yo-You really don´t have to-" You gasp out, your whole body feels suddenly utterly warm at his closeness and at the care in his words. Before you know it a big hand rests on the top of your head. You freeze in not only your speech but your whole body refuses to move a single inch as a soft chuckle escape Freddy. You are too far gone to realize that he chuckled at your shocked but oh so precious view of his action.

,,Nonsense, you are my favorite superstar after all. Helping you is the least I can do."

If it wouldn´t be for the counter, you are sure you would have hit the ground already. Him calling you his favorite superstar sent you to another star. The soft nuzzling of his hand on the top of your head made it difficult for you to focus on your breath, which has gotten quicker by now. His hand leaves your skin after a moment and instantly you longed for more.

,,Well then! Let´s get working, shall we, _____?"

He doesn´t even wait for an answer as he already turned around to collect some trash from the ground. First, as he hums you are finally able to snap out of your trance and stumble after the Animatronic with wobbly knees.

There was a silence surrounding both of you while you worked and you weren´t sure wherever to be grateful for it or annoyed. It did give you time to finally catch your breath again and calm down from the high his words and touch have given you.

You found yourself glancing way too often in Freddy's direction while he helped you, just to glance all shy away again the moment he spotted you. Your views must have met terrible often tonight already and you haven´t even finished cleaning that one room yet.

Time passes by so slowly it made you nervous on a whole new level. As he finally spoke again you felt relieved...but it also caused the butterflies in your stomach to awake again.

,,Do you have a partner, _____?"

You blink, once, twice. Slowly you turn around, to face Freddy. Your view is utterly confused. You must have misunderstood him, certainly, you did.

,,A partner...?"

,,Forgive me. Was that too? I just noticed you were...uncomfortable. I wanted to lighten the mood. I shouldn´t have asked such a private question-"

,,N-No-no!I-It´s fine...I-I...was...just...con-confused what you meant. I-I thought yo-you meant... a romantic partner! Bu-But I assume you meant...l-like coworkers...?"

You bite your lower lip while trying your hardest not to look away from him again. He tilts his head to the side and stares down at you with those stunning blue eyes which often left you breathless when staring too long into them.

,,Why wouldn´t I mean romantic partner?"

A few seconds pass by while you just stare at him, then it feels like a wave of emotions hit you. You have to suppress squeak as you turn around and focus on collecting trash again. Million of thoughts roam your head as you can´t help but wonder why he would ask you that question. He can´t be interested in you....can he?

,,I-I...uh...no-no...I-I...do-don´t..." You mumble while literally jumping up and down to collect the trash faster. ,,What a shame...~" The hum in his voice makes your heart skip a beat. You did not dare to look at him, not even a peek, as you try your best not to think too much into his question.

You figure this is going to be a terribly long work-day with Freddy practically glued to your side.