#n e ways i hope u like it!! be expecting a part 2 soon!

[snekverse]

Kindly asking you to hand over your ideas/hcs for the Divine Warriors NOW 🤲🤲

FUCK yeah now we're talkin!! Full disclosure before I get started I never watched mcd s3 so idk any of the dw canon lore so I just kinda made it up lmao <3

Irene got the moniker "matron" bc she literally made the other divines. She's essentially god, has existed since the beginning of time, and will persist long after

Her power comes from her relic (heart)

Over time she got really lonely watching everyone die all the time so she split her relic into 5 different pieces. She kept one for herself and created 4 “gods” to inherit the rest of her power (Esmund, Enki, Menphia, and Kulzak). It did weaken her immensely, but now she had people who wouldn't die on her

Shad was unique in that he was a human person before becoming a “god” 

Irene's weakened state made her appear less monstrous (more human) and she sometimes wondered what human life was like

Enter Shad, they met and fell in love, even had a kid that Irene was insistent on turning into a relic so that Shad could be by her side forever

This is where she accidentally reveals her true nature as an out-of-touch God at best

She gives him the relic, he accepts, and then sometime later realizes what she’d done

There was a war between Shad and the other Divines

Irene tried her best to stay out of it, but that’s kind of hard when your enemy’s beef is with you specifically

Tension had been building between the two of them long before he discovered the origin of his relic (bc of her status as out of touch god), but that was the final straw

Immediately after finding out he goes on a grief-stricken rampage, destroying anything Irene had even the smallest part in. Temples, villages, even entire regions were burnt to the ground in his rage (hence how he got the moniker “destroyer”

This went on for decades before Irene finally got involved. Both mortals and The Divine begged Irene to end the feud, so eventually she gave in. She couldn't bring herself to kill Shad, so instead she created a new dimension the sole purpose of which was to imprison Shad. 

Shad's relic was fragile, having been created from a partially human source, and Shad’s fully human body couldn’t handle the partial divinity; whenever he used the relic’s power/exerted too much power fragments would break off and shoot out kinda like shrapnel, and they’d get left behind

By this point his body was so dependent on the relic that without its power he lost his body, leaving only his soul behind (“shadow lord"). He was incapable of opening the rift, especially in his ever-weakening state and was successfully imprisoned up until the events of MCD

All of the Divine (sans Shad) were given their own pocket dimensions, all created before Irene split her relic. Irene obviously had the "Irene dimension", Esmund had the "dream realm", Enki had the End, Kulzak had the Aether and Menphia had the wyvern dimension (before it was given to the wyverns)

sorry this took a minute I wanted to add a little more to what I already had but it got,, wildly long and out of hand so for now this is just the Divine Warrior lore for my rewrite and I’ll go a little in-depth with the individual DWs in a separate post

[tonyspank]

WH0 R U???

Warnings: Professor!Reader, Tara eye-fucking you, and that’s all I believe.

Summary: Tara’s attractive Professor comes to the rescue.

A/N: I’ll be doing a part 2 soon w smut 🥲

part 2

Several years of school, scholarly work, and teaching experience led you here.

To Blackmore University. You were younger than the average professor, but your dedication and passion for education set you apart.

You were professional and not one to be pushed around. That much was clear when you set foot inside your literature classroom for the first time.

English was always your favorite subject, and you excelled in it throughout your academic journey. So, why wouldn't you pursue a career in teaching English at the university level?

However, for the next few months, you won't be teaching literature. Instead, you'll be filling in for your co-worker Laura, who's away on FML, taking on the role of teaching film study.

While you may not have much experience teaching film, Laura was desperate for someone to cover her classes, and you were willing to help out. She's been nothing but sweet to you. Plus, how hard could it be? You've watched movies before.

When you walked into the classroom on your first day, late in the afternoon, you were greeted by a bunch of drama kids who were honestly confused; you could see it in their faces.

They were expecting Laura, their experienced film study teacher, but instead they got you, someone with little to no teaching experience in film.

"Professor Y/LN?" Jason Carvey, a student from your previous class, asked with a puzzled expression.

"What happened to Laura? We were really looking forward to her class."

You took a deep breath, placing your belongings on the desk at the front of the classroom.

"Unfortunately, Laura had an unexpected personal matter to attend to and won't be able to teach this semester. But don't worry, I may not have much teaching experience in film, but I'll try my best."

You reassured the students, hoping to alleviate their disappointment. "Professor Crane provided me with some materials and resources to help guide us through the semester. Additionally, I've been doing my own research to ensure that we have a fulfilling learning experience in this class."

You give the class a tight-lipped smile before opening your briefcase.

"Well, shall we get started?"

Tara didn't know exactly what it was about you that made her eyes widen and her heart begin racing. Sure, anyone could see you were attractive, young, and obviously confident, but there was something more captivating about your presence.

Was it your voice? Was it how you commanded the room with your words? Or perhaps it was the way you'd lean back against the desk, crossing your built arms as your eyes scanned the room, exuding an air of authority.

Tara found herself drawn to you like a magnet, unable to tear her gaze away. She was intrigued by the air of mystery that surrounded you, wondering what secrets lay behind your confident façade.

As class went on, Tara's dark brown eyes scanned over you like a predator assessing its prey. From your perfectly styled hair to your amazingly kept eyebrows, your enchanting y/e/c eyes, to your sultry lips—don't get her started on your sculpted jawline.

You were a sight to take in, captivating and commanding attention without even trying. You presented yourself with an effortless grace that made it impossible for anyone to look away.

Your white button-up shirt was crisp and tailored, hugging your form in all the right places, and your black slacks were perfectly pressed, accentuating the length and strength of your legs.

Tara's stare flew back up, staring at the bulge in your pants, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and desire—

"—Tara, is it? What do you think?" Tara quickly snapped out of her momentary distraction, her cheeks still flushed.

She cleared her throat and tried to regain her composure before responding, "Oh, I'm sorry. Could you please repeat the question?"

You smile, showcasing your charming dimples and perfect smile. While Tara was in her trance, you found yourself relaxing into the class's discussion, feeling like you no longer needed to put on your strict professor persona.

You leaned back, crossing your legs. "How do you think directors like Quentin Tarantino push the boundaries of traditional storytelling in their films? Do you believe their unique approaches have a lasting impact on the film industry?"

Tara nods, playing with the pencil that sits in front of her. "Yeah, I think directors like Tarantino definitely push the boundaries of traditional storytelling, especially with their unique approaches that challenge the audience's expectations and keep them engaged. Like Kill Bill and Pulp Fiction, for example, and how he used non-linear narrative structure and unconventional use of violence to create a distinct cinematic experience that stands out from the mainstream. Peak cinema at its finest."

You raise an eyebrow, impressed. "You surely know your film." The freckled-faced girl giggles in response, dropping her gaze to her hands.

At the end of the lecture, Tara approaches you with a small smile on her face. You look up from your notes, which Laura had given you, and it also confuses the fuck out of you. With a quirked eyebrow, you meet Tara's gaze, your face softening.

"Oh, Tara. Need something?" Tara hesitates for a moment before speaking. "Actually, I was wondering if you'd accept my late work. Professor Crane gave me extra time to complete it, but I still couldn't finish on time. I understand if you can't, but I thought it was worth asking."

You bite on your lower lip, not noticing how quickly Tara's eyes drop to the action. "Uh, sure." You rip out a piece of paper from your notebook and write down a quick note.

"Here's my number. I lost the login to my email, so this will have to do. Send me your late work, and I'll make sure it gets to Professor Crane. Just make sure to include your name and the assignment details in the text so there's no confusion. I'll do my best to help you out."

Tara's eyes light up with relief as she thanks you profusely. "I really appreciate it, thank you so much." You nod, giving her a tight-lipped smile before focusing back on your notes.

A few days later, you're home alone, eating a bowl of ice cream while you watch the movie Stab. Suddenly, your phone buzzes with a new message. Your eyes fight to tear away from the screen, and you reluctantly pick up your phone to check the message.

+1 (347) 871-1921: wh0 r u???

You squint at the unfamiliar number, puzzled by the message. After a moment of hesitation, you reply.

You: I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong number. Who are you trying to reach?

+1 (347) 871-1921: profdsser y/ln

You furrow your brow, trying to decipher the cryptic message. It doesn't make any sense to you. Curiosity getting the better of you, you decide to respond one more time. You: I'm sorry, but I don't understand what you're saying. Can you please clarify?

+1 (347) 871-1921: rolling eyes emoji

+1 (347) 871-1921: three ht poreffesor whofilling for ms crane?

Was this Tara? You put down your bowl of ice cream; this had to be Tara. And she had to be drunk. You take a deep breath before responding again.

You: Tara, is that you? Are you okay? It seems like you're drunk.

+1 (347) 871-1921: ummmmmmmmm

+1 (347) 871-1921: busted

You: Tara, I'm really concerned about you. Is everything alright? Please let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

Tara: iamat the frt house

Tara: canyoucum pik me up, pleas?

You twist your lips, concerned about Tara's well-being and the fact that she is asking for a ride. Surely she had friends with her. You didn't want to leave her stranded, but you also didn't want to be the professor driving their students home from a wild party. However, you take a moment to gather yourself before responding.

You: Of course, Tara. I'll be there to pick you up. Just send me the address, and I'll be on my way.

Tara has started sharing their location with you.

You see the location pop up on your phone, quickly checking the estimated time of arrival, and mentally prepare yourself to pick up your drunk student.

[slickchickchocolatier]

S E 7 E N : P R O L O G U E - P A R T 2 W O

Warnings: MDNI18+ Sexual assault, sexual harassment, religion, angels and demons, mentions of hell, angels are bad guys, demons are good guys, sinful pleasures, dry humping, fingering, making a deal with the devil. The idea of angels attacking people is borrowed from that show on Netflix, "Hellbound" excellent show, i recommend in case you haven't seen it. I believe its an adaption from a manwha. so enjoy!

You turned over to your left where the staircase led down to the first floor, there just a couple of steps down, was the Senator.

“I thought I saw you come by this way.” He smiles softly as he approaches you.

“O-oh….my apologies…I wasn’t aware that you noticed me leaving.” You were polite, but nervous and scared. The man was intimidating due to the amount of power his words held.

“No no, it’s alright. I had just wanted to ask you…why haven’t you joined Voia Domnului?”

Your heart nearly exploded. A wave of fear hits you.

“I…um…”

“You know, it’s not too late. You should join soon…otherwise risk being selected. It is now becoming a sin to refrain from joining our organization as we…have become the communicators of God.”

“Oh….I see….well I guess I just…haven’t really thought of it that way…” You merely responded in politeness and issued a sense of being naïve, in hopes that the conversation would end, soon.

Handing you a card, he bids you to take it.

“This has the address to my main office. Come by tonight, I will give you some things to help with your transition for when you join.” He smiles as you nervously take the card.

“um…I’m not sure if I’ll be free tonight-“

“Oh please…I insist. We must take care of each other, and I can’t bear to see someone like you be labeled as a sinner. I will do my best to help save you.”

You found his statement audacious yet nodded and refrained from continuing the conversation.

After you clocked out, you signaled for a taxi to take you to the Senator. You really didn’t want to go but had no choice considering you’d be putting yourself at risk if you refused to show up. They labeled you as defiant, unwilling to progress and furthermore, you already suspected that the Senator had leads and connections to figure out your home address…who knows what would happen if you didn’t show up.

Pulling up and paying the cab driver, you stepped out and admired the large building. Much like the Senator’s attire, it was an architecture of luxury and elegance.

‘What a joke…is this for real? How much did it cost to build this thing?’

 Breaching the entrance, which was guarded by security, you saw the elaborate sign that read ‘Voia Domnului Headquarters’.

“This way.” One of the security members issues to you.

Leading you to the top floor, your heartbeat escalates as you hear the ding of the elevator, indicating you had reached the desired floor.

“Over here.” The man escorts you.

“Ah, you made it.” Forras stands as he holds out his arms wide open, indicating for you to hug him. You shifted your gaze around, hesitantly administering what was supposed to be just a quick hug, so that you wouldn’t put yourself at risk of offending the man, yet he held you close for a minute as he shifted his face against your hair and whispered…

“It’s so good that you came.”

You pull back at the discomfort of being so close to him, it made you uncomfortable and not to mention, made you feel somewhat disgusted. The man embraced you more tenderly than you were expecting, and that didn’t sit well with you.

“I uh….know you must be busy so if it’s alright, I’ll take some pamphlets and be on my way. I have an early morn-“

“No need to worry. I am not as busy as you would think. I have everything at my disclosure and…” reaching for your shoulder, he rests his hand as he grips you. “You could also have…everything.”

You shifted your shoulder out of his grasp as you looked at him sternly.

‘Did he just….is he hitting on me?’

“Senator I ….”

“Wouldn’t you like to not only be a part of the organization…but also to be a part of the head of it?”

You gently shook your head.

“I….rather not…I just…”

“You’re a beautiful girl…you should be well taken care and enjoy the luxuries in life. I have all of that, I can arrange everything for you. I have a whole group of fine young ladies such as yourself, who are very well taken care of.”  He smiles as he takes his steps towards you.

“n..no…..”

“yes….”

“NO!”

You turned hastily as you made your way to the door when his hands grabbed you from behind. Struggling, he pins you to the wall as he presses his body against yours.

“Yeah…I bet you like to take it like a whore!”

“Stop!!”

His hands roamed as he squeezes your breasts and began to rip open the top buttons of your collard, short sleeve shirt.

“I said stop!”

He continued to grope your chest as he shoves his face into your neck, feeling his tongue on your skin, your eyes began to issue out tears as the amount of disgust fills your body from him touching you. Shifting your face to the side, your eyes caught sight of a small paper weight, grabbing it within your reach, you swung at his head, right over his ear to be précised, and struck him not once, but twice as the man peels back and holds his head.

“You whore!!! How dare you!?”

You wasted no time as you swung the door open, opting to take the stair way as you quickly ran down making your way to the nearest fire exit. You could hear the Senator’s voice echoing out towards you from above the lower you went down.

“You’ll pay! You will fucking pay!”

Reaching the second floor, you opened the fire exit and ran down the spiral, outdoor ladder well, quickly running out taking numerous and random turns to avoid being stationary to one pathway.

‘Please don’t find me! Please don’t find me! Please don’t find me!’

You continued running, yet you came to a sudden halt for a moment when you looked up at the wide billboard that displayed the current time… it was already nine-thirty. You had no idea where you were, and there was only thirty minutes left before curfew starts.

‘Fuck! I need to get home! Wh-where am I exactly?’

Since phones had all been banned, there was no way for you to navigate using a map or anything to aid you. You found yourself in the back of an old neighborhood, yet as you continued running, you made way to the suburbs of the city.

‘Where do I go? How do I get out of here?’

The time was nine-fifty-four, and you grew desperate as there was nowhere for you to go. Taxi’s and cabs had already called it a night, leaving you stranded out past curfew, facing the chargers of being caught, and brought back to the senator.

Shifting your gaze around, you saw the sign that displayed the nearby recreational nature trails. Figuring it was best to hide somewhere deep in the wooded area, you ran past the Azaela Garden at the entrance before ducking below the pole gate that prevented the entry of vehicles.

Running on the main trail, you took numerous paths at the various intersections, hoping to lose yourself in the depths of the woods, figuring it was your best chance to remain secluded and hidden.

Surprisingly, there were no sirens, no yells or cries that indicated anyone was after you, not even when you left the building and was still within the city limits. Still…

‘I need to keep running…’

You ran for God knows how long. Your eyes acclimated to the darkness of the path, only the moonlight lit the way for you, though it was awfully dimmed. Up ahead, as you tried to regain your breathing, you saw a glint of light. Making your way over to it, you saw that it was a large map of the trails.

‘Perfect.’

Taking your hair out of the loose bun you had, trying to air out each of your strands as you flapped the front of your partially torn shirt, you tried to cool yourself as you looked up….only to find something written on the map that made your eyes widened with shock, fear, and horror.

.........................................

“Y/n…7 days…”

P A R T T H R 3 E

[t4rt4gl14]

#.that’s the spot !~

⭐︎➢ #8. “m’gonna b-break- n-not there! ahh!~”

✧ — FEATURING: thoma. albedo. xiao.

✦⌇WARNINGS: MNDI. DARK CONTENT AHEAD. GN!READER + handjob + blowjob + prostrate massage? + overstim + dry orgasm + fingering ( giving ) + degradation ( giving ) + brat taming ( with scaramouche ) + praise + spanking + punishment ( giving ) + dacryphilia + aphrodisiac

A/N : part 2 with kazuha — scaramouche — aether — gorou coming after ‼️‼️

THOMA.

☆ — “a-ah! one!”, thoma yelps whilst you give him a nice spank, massaging the flesh after abruptly thwacking it. you caught him touching himself when you specifically told him not to. “what a slut, don’t forget to count honey”, you smack his ass again and again. but you couldn’t help slip a finger into his tight hole, your other hand continuously making harsh contact with his skin. however thoma only cries out when you bump directly onto his prostate. “nonono-“, spank. “a-anghhh! m-m’gonna break!~ ♡♡u-ungh not ther-e ah ahnng ♡”, he was incredibly sensitive, you’ve just started and he’s already twitching like crazy.

[ MORE UTC ]

your fingers play with insides just until he comes, the tight knot unfolding as you continue to ravage him and his cum spills all over your lap. but you just love to toy with him. “oh thoma~ you can cum again right?”, he knew he’d be broken by the end of your punishment.

…and here you are, lightly rubbing thomas sticky tip, his cock an angry red as the pool of cum lays underneath him. “n-no…please i-i ah!~ ♡c-can’t cum again.♡♡”, you pity him. it was 3rd orgasm, poor bby, his cheeks are flushed and his entire body twitches. wkdwjsj how cute <3

ALBEDO.

☆ — it is extremely fun to have to access to albedos lab especially when you’re quite skill full at alchemy. you’ve decided to make a potion that enhances a mammals hormones and cause them to breed, “YES! i’ve made it successfully!”, since albedo wasn’t here yet you decided to make dinner but his drink would be a little special. soon albedo returned from whatever journey he was on and was surprised to see you with two plates in hand, you were both eating just fine until you had offered him some strawberry milk. “drink up! it has a little twist~”, he was hesitant but the moment he took his last sip, his legs closed instantaneously and his eyes brows furrowed

placing your hand right on his clothed cock, he squirmed, and bucked his hips for more friction, “i-i- h-hot♡ m-m’so hot~”♡♡, it worked!, “let me help you dearest.”and that’s what led you here, shoving a dildo nice and snug in his hole, “n-not there! not there!! t-too sensitive ♡anghh!~ mm! ahahh~♡”, you harshly stroke his cock as fuck him. hmm he’s so pretty like this you should make that drink more often <33

XIAO.

☆ — nah let’s be fr. the only way you’d get xiao in such a state is to play it off as innocent first, you’d been so ‘tired’ after spending time with the traveller, so you’d just been hoping for some cuddles, “xiaoooo? adeptus xiao?”, and like magic he appeared, “you called?”, you explained to him how you’d just wanted to cuddle for a while and to your surprise, he calmly accepted, expecting nothing less than to just hug each other and lie down, what he didn’t expect was for your palm to slide down his body, “m-mortal! what do you th- ah!~”, you giggle as you toy with his tip before pressing your body right up against his, stroking his cock but stopping just before he cums, “a-ah! h-hey! i wanted to- mmph! angh!~ ah”, fucking his ass was a good idea but you wanted to hit that special spot, that when you touch it his toes curl, his eyes roll back, and his back arches.

“a-angh! ♡♡n-not there! mmm- angh ohhh unghh♡!”, xiaos entire body shakes as he lets himself go, drowning in the pleasure of his abdomen contracting yet the tears cascade when you continue your assault, “no! stop! mmm t-too much! s’too much! ♡anghh!”, bringing an adeptus to tears from the pain of pleasure was so fucking hot, you couldn’t help but get addicted <33

[skinnyducky]

unexpected visits // v.h.

I got this idea from a movie (She's Out of My League). This scene in particular was one that nearly made me piss my pants and I knew I had to write something similar to it. I just really wanted to do something so kooky and funny and I felt this definitely fits that. I categorized this as fluff but idk. N E ways, here it is. Hope y'all enjoy it!

link to part 2

Word Count: 1420, slightly edited

WARNING: sexual themes, heavy make out session, language (once again...I think), mention of alcohol, and a very flustered vinnie

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You threw your head back in laughter as Vinnie had cracked another joke. You two had just left your date at BOA Steakhouse and due to the night being so great, you decided to invite Vin back to your apartment to hang out. Granted, you had no intentions of giving him the goods, at least not yet. You didn’t want to rush into that with this relationship. With so many of your previous relationships, you’d give it up and then they’d leave. You didn’t want that with Vinnie. Hell, you at least wanted him to meet your parents before any of that.

“You are a mess,” you giggled, stopping in front of your apartment door.

“Eh, I try to not to be.” He replied, making a funny face.

You rolled your eyes and pulled out your keys. You fumbled a bit before finding the key to your apartment. As you opened the door, you immediately dropped your bag and headed straight for the kitchen.

“You want anything to drink? A soda or water?” You asked, opening your fridge. “I think I may even have a White Claw or two.”

“Just a water’s fine.”

You nodded and grabbed two waters. You watched from behind the kitchen island as he glanced around your apartment, admiring the décor.

“This is a really nice place.” He gasped. “It’s even nicer than-…”

He stopped mid-sentence, staring at the horse of a dog that stood right before him. He gulped and backed away as the male Doberman began to growl at him.

“What the hell is that?” Vinnie asked, holding his hand out in defense.

Giggling, you walked out from behind the counter. “That’s Mac. I’m watching him for a while until my family gets back from Puerto Rico.”

“Oh wow,” Vinnie replied, “he’s got some teeth on him.”

“Yeah, you should sit down. He hates when people stand up; makes him antsy.”

Vinnie wasted no time taking a seat on your sofa. Mac took note of this and laid down. Taking your place on the sofa next to Vinnie, you passed him his water before taking a drink of yours. The two of you sat in silence for a few minutes, not knowing what to do or talk about. That was until you grew tired of the quietness and decided to make a move. You leaned in close to him and grabbed his chin to make him face you. The two of you stared deep into each other’s eyes, slowly moving in closer until your lips brushed against each other, but before you could get any closer, you pulled back.

“Wait…wait,” you breathed. “I’m really want to, but I don’t wanna move too fast, y’know?”

“No, no…I get it, I totally do.”

“Believe me, I want to so bad, but…I just don’t want you to leave.”

He furrowed his brows. “Wha-…Why would I leave, Y/n?”

“Because everyone else does. Every time I meet someone nice, I get pretty generous and give it up within the first couple of days and then never hear from them again. I just don’t want that with you.” You explained, cradling yourself.

Vinnie sighed, wrapping an arm around you. He gave you a comforting smile and pulled you into his side.

“Y/n, I like you so much, I didn’t even think it was possible to like someone so much. So, regardless of whether or not we do anything, I have no plans on dipping anytime soon. Heck, I tend to be pretty generous too.”

You smirked to yourself. Never once has someone made you feel so secure, so warm inside. You knew Vinnie was definitely the one, and you also knew that you wanted him here and now. Without a thought about, you straddled him—much to his surprise. You tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear before attaching your lips to his. As expected, the kiss was better than you ever could’ve imagined. All you could focus on was how amazing his lips felt against yours. It was like they were sculpted for each other. Not to mention, his were so soft, it made you nearly faint at the slightest touch.

His hands gripped your waist tightly, causing you to whimper in pleasure. Your lips then found their way to his cheek, to his jawline, and then ended at the base of his neck. He groaned and moaned, wrapping his muscular arms around your frame. You continued to nip at his neck, all while steadily grinding in his lap.

“Oh my god,” he breathed against your ear. You mentally smiled at this and kept up with what you were doing.

Poor Vinnie felt helpless against you. Never had been with someone who could make him feel the way he felt with you. It was as if he was merely nothing but putty in your hands. And he like it.

He swallowed a large lump in his throat, feeling himself nearing the edge as you proceeded to roll your hips. He couldn’t help it, he knew the longer you worked your magic, the sooner he would burst.

And that’s exactly what he did.

Though, as he practically creamed his drawers, the doorbell rang. You immediately stopped what you were doing and hopped off of Vinnie. To his dismay, he glanced down at the crotch of his jeans to find a small dark spot. With a groan, he tried rubbing his hand against it, hoping the spot would go away.

You were completely oblivious to what was going on with the boy. You had adjusted yourself and then ran to open the door, revealing none other than your grinning parents.

“Mom, dad!?” You squealed as they pulled you into a hug.

Vinnie nearly lost his shit as he heard those names leave your mouth. What the hell could your parents be doing here, especially at this hour of night. “This can’t get any worse,” he thought to himself.

“I thought you guys weren’t coming back until tomorrow?” You said as you led your parents into your living room.

“Well, we were but your father’s job called, and we had to leave earlier than expected.” Your mom spoke. Her eyes went around the room before landing on Vinnie, who now sat cross-legged on your coach. “Y/n, who’s your little friend?” she smiled.

“Oh, this is Vinnie!” You laughed.

Your dad stepped up beside you sticking his hand out at Vinnie. “Y/f/n Y/l/n,” your dad greeted, obviously trying to intimidate Vinnie.

Instead of getting up to shake his hand, Vinnie remained seated with his arm out. The distance between the two wasn’t small enough for him to reach, and knowing your dad, he wasn’t about to move. Once Vinnie figured this out, he retracted his arm and shook his head.

“U-uh, nope. I’m not really a, uh, a handshaker. You know, germaphobe and all of that.” said Vinnie. “I’m sure you guys are uh…tired and worn out from your flight. You should, um, take a seat and…stuff.”

You and your family stared at the boy in confusion for a minute. After a few seconds of awkward silence, your mom took a seat at the end of the couch.

“Germaphobe.” Your dad huffed to himself, sitting next to Vinnie.

You contained your embarrassment—not only for Vinnie, but for yourself—and sat down in the armchair. Vinnie began at attempting to make small talk, hoping that he could still win your parents over, but that was cut short when Mac found his way over to Vinnie. The large dog began sniffing at the stain as if he was smelling a homecooked meal.

“Oh no, Mac.” Vinnie whined.

You and your family watched in bewilderment as the dog proceed to growl during his sniff session.

“Mac.” Your dad said, snapping at him to get his attention.

Trying to push Mac away didn’t help either in Vinnie’s case; Mac was too determined to get to the bottom of what he was smelling. So, doing the only thing he could do, Vinnie stood up onto your couch and stepped over your parents. Reaching the end, he hopped off and turned to look at the frowning couple.

“I, uh…thank you for having me. This has been really great.” He said, turning to look at you. “Goodnight.”

And with that, the boy rushed out of your apartment, nearly tripping over himself along the way. You could do nothing but look at your parents with a worried grin.

“That’s, uh…that’s Vinnie for you.” You chuckled.

[meltingpotimagines]

Husband!Hawks

this mans

is not husband material

but!

for the right girl? he may be willing to play the part

listen, mans may not be a simp but he is cHARMING okay? he got potential

besides he’s lowkey a simp for the right girl but whatever

was very romantic when he proposed

managed to rent out an entire park perks of being the #2 hero

decked out a gazebo with fairy lights, candles, and rose petals

considered making a heart with the rose petals but decided just scattering them around would be classier and less cheesy

set up a picnic with a basket f u l l of food

sandwiches, cheese, fruit, desserts, the works

and ofc a bottle of champagne bc tonight you two would be celebrating

or so he hoped

you wouldn’t say no right?

i mean who could say no to that gorgeous face pHEW

pulled out the ring box right as you swallowed the last of the macaron you’d been nibbling on

his heart sped up as your eyes widened, a breathless ‘keigo’ escaping your lips

“i know you might not be ready, but the more i get to know you, the more i realize that i don’t want to live the rest of my life without you. you’re the girl of my dreams, and i never want to wake up. would you marry me?”

“are you s t u p i d? ofc i will!”

his grin has never been as bright as it was at that moment

slipped the ring onto your finger and immediately pulled you into his arms and took off into the air

slowed your assent as you two soared above the clouds and spun around, unable to contain his joy

gazed at your face with those golden eyes, taking in your beauty, before giving you the sweetest, most tender kiss you’ve ever felt

oh boy the wedding

when i tell you this was an e v e n t i mean anyone who was anyone wanted to go to this wedding

but only those that were close to the two of you were invited

haha suckerrrs

somehow got all might to officiate

who knew all might could officiate weddings? 

certainly neither of you

no one really knows how that decision came to be but i mean no one was complaining either so

he let you make all the decisions except for one

the flowers

he h a d to be involved in the flowers

he appreciates pretty flora and if the bouquets and floral arrangements at his wedding weren’t the prettiest possible he would n o t be satisfied

teared up as you walked down the aisle (which he will neither confirm nor deny)

not that he wasn’t lookin’ mighty fine too

just imagine: tan suit with a black button up and a gold tie, gold cufflinks with a ruby set in each

i know those are his costume colors but he looks good in them so y’all can fight me

dipped you for your first kiss as husband and wife to everyone’s amusement

best believe a few different cameras caught that

the timing of the wedding was planned out so the reception was held at night

semi-sheer white tents and custom black ten-feet tall candelabras

the soft glow from the candles combined with the moonlight made for the perfect dreamy vibe 

he managed to find a florist that could dye white roses black and cover them them with a thin layer of gold glitter

was it necessary? no

did it look good? heck yeah

the gold glitter shined beautifully against the black roses

tho

the way your eyes sparkled as you danced with him was far more captivating

you two had flown up into the sky to dance your first dance together

your silhouettes against the bright moon made for a perfect picture

the only reason you ended up coming down was because neither of you had eaten much that day and a guy’s gotta eat

he gonna need stamina later *winky face*

you cannot convince me the man wouldn’t insist on fried chicken

like a whole buffet table of different flavors

but i mean fried chicken is good so can’t blame him

everyone expected him to smear some cake on your face when he fed you that first piece

instead wiped off the frosting that got on your lips with his thumb and licked it off

your best friend caught t h a t one on camera and will never stop teasing you about how flustered you got

he kept up a great image of a polite host but on the inside he was ready to g o

it had been a long day and he was ready love on his wife

heh

wife

he likes the sound of that

peppers your face with kisses on the ride home

yeah yeah i know h o n e y m o o n but where y’all were goin’ was forever away and mans just wants to shower you with affection as soon as possible (esp considering he had to keep his hands off you all day since you two never had a moment alone)

scoops you up the second you’re out of the car and carries you over the threshold

gives you a soft kiss before putting you down

and that’s the last soft kiss you’re gonna get for the night lolllll

definitely the type to make you breakfast in the morning

also the type to cook in nothing but an apron and boxers but anyway

you better be up in time to see that sight bc if not, you’re getting breakfast in bed not that i’d complain

he’s not the best cook but mans can manage some bacon and eggs

plus some fresh fruit bc it makes it more visually appealing and less like he doesn’t really know how to cook

he set the tray on your lap and climbs back into bed, pulling you into his side so your head can rest on his chest as you two munch on breakfast

there’s something so soothing about the sound of his heartbeat

a soft little rhythm that nearly puts you back the sleep

didn’t help that he was unconsciously running his fingertips along your arm, drawing random squiggles and shapes

will tilt your head up by the chin every so often to give you a little peck on the lips

if you do fall asleep, he’ll just gaze at you softly while lightly tracing your features

still can’t process that you’re married

someone actually loved him enough to marry him

there was someone that didn’t just admire or use him bc of his quirk

didn’t give him attention purely bc he’s the number 2 hero

you saw all his flaws and shortcomings and insecurities and loved him regardless

if he’s dreaming, please don’t wake him up

you cleaning him wings for him is something he loves so much

it’s such an intimate task that makes him feel cared for

loved

how much time you take in cleaning them and how tenderly you handle each wing

it’s one of his favorite ways to spend time with you

it’s nice being taken care of for once, esp when he’s always taking care of others

absolutely loves taking you on night flights

will take you in his arms and just soar above the clouds

with the clouds below you and the stars above, it feels like you two are the only people that exist

definitely dances with you during some of those flights

wraps one arm more tightly around your waist and take your hand in his and just… slowly spins in the air

it doesn’t look like much but when you’re just looking into each other’s eyes, it feels like the most romantic and intimate moment you could ask for

your life is quite literally in his hands but you’ve never felt safer

even more so when you wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face in the crook

his arms wound securely around your waist, the comforting smell of his scent, the kisses he presses to your temple every so often

it feels like home

likes startling/scaring you a lot

will sneak into the house after work just so he can tap on your shoulder from behind 

the gasp you let out as you freak out for half a second never fails to amuse him the jerk

will always make it up to you with long, deep kiss

if he gets home late after a long day he’ll just crawl into bed and pull you into his arms before burying his face into your hair

no talking, just breathes in your scent before he crashes

he sleeps really well like that, but, although he won’t admit it, he sleeps best when you hold him, his face buried in your chest

he feels warm and safe, like it’s okay to be vulnerable for once

absolutely flirts with you while at work

probably definitely sends you a few spicy pics or texts

it gives him such smug satisfaction knowing the affect he has on you when he’s not even physically there

picks up take-out when he knows your too tired to or would rather not cook

like to back hug you and wrap you up with his wings

9/10 times will bury his face in your neck and nuzzle

sometimes if he spots you while on patrol, he’ll fly over and flirt with you

“how you doin’, gorgeous? the name’s hawks. what’s a pretty lil’ thing like you doin’ in a neighborhood like this?”

sir, this is one of the safest areas in the city pLS-

but if you actually a r e in danger? oh boy

no one, and i mean no one, touches his girl

honestly i’d rather fight bakugo one on one than deal with keigo’s wrath

he’s one of the chillest people you will ever meet, but when he’s that mad? s c a r y

will keep a close watch on you for a while after that

asks you to always let him know where you’ll be and to text him when you get home

definitely considered installing a tracking app on your phones

he’ll calm down eventually, but for the moment he’s extremely anxious

although he certainly tried his best to hide it

he didn’t want to stress you out too, especially if you had any anxieties from it yourself

he was just afraid to lose you

he doesn’t know what he’d do without you

after all, you’re the most precious thing in the world to him and he loves you more than he could ever put into words

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Smile For Me, Sweetcheeks ~ Ghostface x Fem!Reader

I've thought of this for a while, and it's gonna be

F U N

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Y/N opened her eyes groggily, finding herself on the grassy ground - As she lifted her head to scan her surroundings, she realised she was in some strange, dark place that resembled some weird park with tall trees, yet had random small buildings here and there...It almost seemed like a place to play hide and seek, was her first thought.

Next to her, 3 other people were getting up, looking extremely frightened, as they bolted the hell out of that spot, going in different directions.

But Y/N didn't, and instead, she walked around aimlessly, until she spotted someone dressed in all black, with a weird ghost-like mask, peeking from behind an old car, almost timidly, only to see him wave at her.

Grinning at him, thinking she finally met someone friendly around this place, she extended her arm up in the sky, waving excitedly, which made the man make his way to her.

"Hi! I'm Y/N! It's great finally seeing someone nice around here. The 3 other guys just yelled in my face and ran away. How rude, right?!" she sighed, crossing her arms with a pout, before going back to her friendly smile, extending her hand to shake his. "Woaw, those guys are jerks. Call me Ghostface, darling." he said in an amused, yet somehow hoarse voice. "Uhhh, Ghostface, how cool! You must be a horror movie fan, then? So am I! ...Hmm...Actually, do you have any idea how we got here? I think I need some lecithin, my memory is failing me." she scratched the back of her head sheepishly, only for him to chuckle. "Welp, there's 4 survivors and a killer. All you gotta do is either repair 5 generators and find the exit...Or find the hatch and escape. Basically, don't die, I guess. Fun, huh?" the guy explained, putting his arm around her shoulder, guiding her to who knows where. "...What the hell is this, the Hunger Games?" she looked up at him with a weird look on her face. "Haha, that would be fun! Alas, nothing like that. Ah, look at this, a gen! Here I'll show you how to repair it. You have to tinker with these parts, and then merge these together...You get the cables in the respective coloured sockets...Et voila! Haha, look at it! Fireworks! What a reward!" Ghostface clapped and cheered at the fireworks the generator made, laughing at the startled look on the girl's face, as she clearly didn't expect something like that to happen. "Uh...Honestly, this is insane. Can't we just, like...Go home? I don't think I'm up for dying, even if someone paid me to go through with this silly game." she sighed, crouching down to the next generator, awkwardly trying to repair it, but she was much slower and clumsier compared to him, and it even exploded in her face, making her yelp and fall down. "Dude! Not cool! This gen is working against me!" "Shoulda seen the face you made, toots! Haha, so funny! You're very entertaining, girl. Here, lemme help ya out." he said as he got on the other side of the of the gen and helped repaired it. "You're a real pro at this, man. Have you been playing this for long? Did they at least give you a worthy amount of money for the trouble you're going through? I mean, I'm sure you won very often...Or maybe you're like...The tutorial teacher or something? Is that why you look eccentric compared to those lame-os?" she was asking so many question, but boy, was she so off that it amused the killer so much! He now perfectly understood the wolf who dressed as a sheep, it was too much fun! She was so blindingly trusting, he could mess with her, and more, with the survivors at his heart's content! "Yeah, I win quite often, but they don't pay me! The guy is kinda blackmailing us to play his game, but it's fun when you get used to it." he explained, only to have two other survivors go past them - Her and Ghostface waved at them merrily, but they just shrieked and ran the hell away from there. "...Do I look that scary?" she muttered, looking at the man next to her with a confused expression. "Nahhh, you're a cutiepie. Those guys are just jerks." he petted her hair, beginning to walk again, only to find some really nasty, rusty hooks. "U-Uhm...Gh-Ghostface...? What are these for...?" she stuttered, frowning as she clinged on his arm instinctively. "I think you already know, toots. Careful with those, killers LOVE to impale their victims on these things. It's like a sacrifice for the big guy who's keeping us here." he chuckled as he watched the girl tremble like a little lamb seeing the knife approaching her neck. "...Can we go away from here, please? M-Maybe we can look for the...Uhm...Hatch, you called it?" she muttered, pulling him away from there. "Yeah. It's like a trap in the ground that leads to safety. It only appears when there's only 2 gens left. Felt that shockwave? It meant that the Hatch just appeared. Ah, sorry baby-cakes, I gotta run, but I'll see you around before the match ends, okay?" he was grinning under his mask, knowing that he has to kill the other 3 to make sure the Entity doesn't punish

either of them for some annoying reason...And oh, the shock and horror on her face will be fun~. "N-No...! Please don't go! This place is huge and scary, I'll get lost without you! And who knows what would happen if the Killer finds me? I don't wanna end up...Th-There...!" awww, that cute, little, frightened pout on her face, how lovely~! If only she knew... "Don't worry, cutie, is'yo' first game, the Killer ain't gonna mess with ya, I promise. And if he does, Imma make sure he regrets it. I'm sort of a boss here, you see." he put cupped both his gloved hands on her face, pinching them a bit too hard, just to hear her yelp one more time - And clearly, she didn't disappoint, as her eyes even watered a tiny bit. What a cute little lamb... "...If you're sure, then...Okay. I trust you." she muttered, turning away as she started walking away, only for her to look back at him and yell "Make sure you stay safe too, okay?! We have to escape this place together!" He raised his arm and waved dismissively, barely able to keep himself from laughing, as he started running and stalking the annoying survivors who actually thought they'd have such an easy game!

No, no, clearly not with him!

First, he slashed one of the survivors and put him on a hook, then mori'ed another and took a really cool selfie with their bloody face, and the last one he just messed around with, before repeatedly stabbing his back and throwing him in a corner, just where the Hatch was.

Those idiots thought they could escape him.

Think again.

He wasn't that idiot 'Legion', or that lame ass Amanda. Four lame thugs who can't do a simple job properly, or Jigsaw's useless lackey. Keh.

And at least he was fun, unlike Boring Michael! I mean, look at this masterpiece he made, it's a perfect piece of art! He even wrote Y/N's name on the wall in front of the hatch, so she could see and appreciate his work!

A loud noise that resounded through the place made him realise that, as he was having his fun playing with the obsolete Survivors, his cute little Y/N had her fun repairing generators, meaning that the exits could be activated, if he wasn't careful.

He had to find her quick.

Not that it was difficult for the Master of Stalking, especially since she was so clueless that she didn't even crouch to hide, or at least try to hide in lockers.

There she was...! Look at her, watching everything like a frightened meerkat! Aww, how he wanted to boop that cute nose of hers~! Maybe he could even let some blood paint her nose, and make fun of her, calling her Rudolph!

Ahh, Ghostface, you're so funny!

Yeah, Ghostface, I KNOW, right?!

"Yo, Y/N, over here! I found the hatch! Come on!" he waved his arms up in the air, yelling for her, and the look of sparkling glee on her face as soon as she saw him...Wasn't she such an adorable dummy~? "Ghostface, you're okay! I got so worried when I didn't see you in so long! I heard screams, and I thought something happened to you! I got so scared that I ran away and tried to do the last generators...And then a loud noise almost deafened me, and I had no idea what to do." she gesticulated rapidly, making him chuckle in amusement. Of course, he was worried for nothing. She wouldn't realise what she'd have to do, even if it bit her leg. Hmm, actually...~ "Nahhhh, I'm cool, haven't see the killer. Here, take the key, it will unlock the hatch. Less'goooo~!" he put his arm around her shoulder, guiding her casually where the hatch was, making sure she didn't see his work of art yet. "Oh, so this is the Hatch, huh? It looks scary. Are you sure this isn't some ladder that leads straight to hell or something? It looks...Shady." she muttered, looking at the dark abyss down below. "Don't worry, chickadee, ain't that long of a ride down. It's like a bunker filled with survivors, you'll be okay. They'll tell you what to do from then on. If you're scared, take this flashlight. See? You can see the bottom of the ladder. You'll be okay." he chuckled, weaving the flashlight around. "Wait...You're not coming down with me?" she gasped, her eyes carefully searching for the truth in his...Covered face. "I'd go down on you any day, sugar, but maybe next time we get to play around." he laughed crudely watching her frowning, flustering face. "H-Hey, don't be a jerk! I'm just worried about you!" she muttered, looking away, hoping her hair would cover her blushing face. "Hahaha, you're so fun to tease, Y/N. Only one person can go through the hatch. But s'all cool, I just gotta open up the door, since you did a great job with the gens. We'll see each other later, I can promise you that. Can't get rid of me that easily." he sniggered under his mask, waiting in anticipation until the girl realises his true nature. "Mhh...Alright...If you're so sure..." she muttered, shakily stepping down a few steps, only to be stopped by the man who took out a camera. "Wanna take a selfie before we finish this? Y'know, your first game, and a victory nonetheless...Come on, Smile for me, Sweetcheeks~!" he got on his knees, raising his mask a bit, before gluing himself to her body, one of his arms extending with the camera, while with the other he grabbed her face, kissing her cheek, making sure he guides her eyesight to his masterpiece, and as soon as he heard her gasp, he took the photo.

It was worth more than all the money in the world.

"Y-You...? You were the killer...?!" awww, look at her tremble! Her eyes were glistering with tears, and her plump, rosy bottom lip was quivering in betrayal. "You're too cute for this world, Y/N." he harshly put his mask down, before showing the girl the selfie he took as he mori'ed one of the survivors, and waved her goodbye with his knife, as she quickly descended down the ladder, soft whimpers echoing through the place.

"Till we see each other again, sweet cheeks~." the Killer rose to his feet, slamming down the hatch with his boot and wiping the blood from his knife with his latex glove, before laughing loudly at the endearing experience he just had.

If THAT was the reaction she had when seeing his little gift for her, imagine her cute faces when he'd actually go down on her, as he promised~.

[spiderling-space]

I said this just as a passing thought but then I wanted to explore it more so I divided into 4 parts.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

MC is poor and Crowley doesn’t give them enough money to compensate what they need and desire. There ain’t a good place with good working conditions for them as well. But New Year is coming and the need for new year’s calendar is rising. So MC borrows money from Kalim as the capital for creating homemade calendars. But regular calendars won’t bring much money so MC is going to take suggestive and sexy photos for each month just like those sexy firemen or bikini model calendars and sell them. All students minus Ortho who isn’t included are assumed to be +18.

♠️♥️Heartslabyul♦️♣️

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Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle isn’t aware of (Y/N)’s calendar until he sees Heartslabyul students have the same thing on their hands. As a prefect he needs to know what his dorm up to.

This is the first time Riddle is seeing something such as this. He is shocked and embarrassed for seeing such pictures of (Y/N) on calendar.

He goes straight to Ramshackle to say this is against the rules  but (Y/N) wins the argument by saying they are wearing clothes and they are selling self made products which isn’t against the rules of NRC.

Riddle is defeated but he can’t give up. He buys every copy of the calendar (Y/N) has at the moment, thinking that it will be the end of it and goes back to Heartslabyul, ordering everyone to bring the calendars to him. Riddle is going to destroy those calendars once he has them all and thinks it has ended. He doesn’t look at them out of respect.

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Trey Clover

Trey wasn’t expecting this out of (Y/N) yet he acts as if it is normal.

He is going to buy one calendar, saying that he wants to support (Y/N) and it is better than just donating money. He doesn’t even take a peak in the calendar as soon as he buys it. No one sees him flip a page at all. Yet he still doesn’t dispose of it.

Cater has never seen Trey open the calendar despite sharing a room but the calendar stays right in the drawer of his night table.

No one is aware that Trey looks through the calendar when he is all alone, enjoying each picture thoroughly.

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Cater Diamond

Cater didn’t see it coming but he ain’t complaining.

He thinks this calendar would be quite popular in NRC since he is aware how many people lust after (Y/N). He personally finds (Y/N) alluring but the main reason why he is the first one to buy is that he wants to post it on Magicam and start the trend. 

When he buys it, he takes a selfie with him holding the calendar and post it on Magicam with #HappyNewYear #(Y/N)sCalendar #TheBestCalendar #WillStartUsingCalendars and tags (Y/N).

Cater doesn’t check out the calendar until he gets back to his dorm and answers all the questions under his Magicam post and enjoys the number of likes. After he is done with it, he examines all the pictures of (Y/N), appreciating their body in every way he can. Of course, he will wash his hands after that. He hopes (Y/N) will post pictures like that on Magicam too.

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Ace Trappola

Ace didn’t know (Y/N) would make calendars such as that. He has seen similar things because of his brother but didn’t understand the need to buy something like that since he can find them online for free until (Y/N)’s calendar.

He teases (Y/N), saying that they are doing it to be popular and they are hiding high quality merchandise under those clothes. He buys one and says he is buying it to help (Y/N) earn money then he disappears through the day.

All of his roommates, including Deuce, knows Ace’s purposes with the calendar as he doesn’t hide it. They have seen Ace taking it to the bathroom with him and staying longer than necessary but no one will tell (Y/N) about this.

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Deuce Spade

Deuce isn’t aware what type of calendar it is at first and buys one for himself and for his mother. He sends one of them to his mother with cargo before checking out the calendar. 

He tells this to Ace who snickers and tells him to check out the calendar. When he sees the pictures in it, his cheeks flare and he can’t function for a few moments and can’t make a complete sentence.

When he comes back to his senses, he immediately checks out his cargo status. If it isn’t delivered yet, he tires to cancel it. If it is delivered ot he can’t cancel it, he calls his mother and basically begs her to not open the cargo.

After that matter is settled, Deuce can again focus on his calendar. He thinks of returning it but he thinks it would be rude of him so he keeps it. He doesn’t look at it much but time to time he can’t help himself. 

Deuce can’t look (Y/N) in the face every time he checks out the calendar.

🦁Savanaclaw🐾

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Leona Kingscholar

Leona has seen similar things before. He may be the second prince but no one can deny how handsome he looks. He has received certain pictures from people who crushed on him too.

He didn’t expect the Herbivore to be this brave and bold enough to make a calendar with daring pictures. It peaked his curiosity but he is too lazy to go and buy himself and he would rather sleep so he sends Ruggie to fetch him one.

He looks at the calendar before sleeping and has vivid dream based on those pictures. After that he will continue to check out the pictures just before sleeping for sweet dreams.

Leona is going to tease (Y/N) about what they had done as well and if they wanted to work and want to wear those clothes, they could have asked him.

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Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie hadn’t have money to spend on products such as that before since he is poor and his priority is to get his and his family’s primary needs. However, he is perfectly aware what type of calendar (Y/N) had made.

When Leona tells him to fetch one, he buys an extra for himself. He wanted to see what the all fuzz was about and he does not regret it. He didn’t know (Y/N) had that in them.

Ruggie is going to tease them about this as well. Everyone in the Savanaclaw have better senses than humans so their walls are thicker than other dorms so that the students can have their private time. Ruggie has never been more appreciative of this ever before.

Ruggie later on will ask how much (Y/N) has earned. When he finds out their profit, he will think of doing one for himself next year ans swim in the cash.

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Jack Howl

Jack thought it was just an harmless looking calendar so he bought one for his entire family and thought he would send them on New Year as new year present thanks to the fast cargos.

Luckily for him, he is curious enough to check the calendar before he sent them. He is embarrassed to see (Y/N) wearing so little clothing and in certain positions. He can’t talk with (Y/N) for days after seeing their suggestive pictures.

He tries to deny what those pictures evoked in him and he is almost successful but he can’t ignore it. He thinks he needs advice about it but he is embarrassed to ask his parents so he asks advice from his upperclassmen Ruggie whom he sees as big brother and Leona whom he admires.

Jack will keep his and the extra calendars in his room in his closet. He doesn’t want to give them to others and at the same time he doesn’t want to throw them away, thinking that (Y/N) would see it as disrespectful.

[kirieshhhka003]

If you don’t mind, can I ask NSFW alphabet with Ghiaccio? 🧊

Note: in all NSFW alphabets I describe how this character acts during sex with different partners, NOT with someone they love

Warnings: NSFW

Ghiaccio NSFW alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Ghiaccio mostly uses services of high-end prostitutes so he never actually frets over aftercare. Mafioso pays his partners money for sex, why would he care for partner’s well-being after the deed?

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On partner is plump soft lips, so pretty and perfect to wrap around Ghiaccio’s dick while sucking him off neatly. Blue-haired doesn’t really has a body part he’d love on himself, due to his stand’s ability his whole body is worked-out and it’s definitely something to be proud of

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Ghiaccio likes to show his dominance over partner in any possible way, he thinks that cumming on their face is a great way of doing so. Making partner swallow all his sperm down after fucking their throat raw really strokes blue-haired’s ego, he may even stroke their head idly if they did a good job

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Once he had tipsy sex with Melone after one especially hard and stressful mission. They two spent three days haunting their target and planning the killing itself, so at the end, when all work was done, Melone and Ghiaccio went to the nearest bar, hoping to get rid of the stress. And they succeeded. Both of them acted like nothing happened afterwards, just dressed up, fixed their hair and said “See ya soon”, coming home nonchalantly

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I think that Ghiaccio is about 25, so it’s obvious that he’s pretty experienced (look at this man, he can’t be a virgin). Blue-haired has tried almost everything, so he definitely knows what he’s doing

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

His personal favorites are missionary and all related (so he can choke partner), doggystyle and the one where he fucks partner form behind while laying on the side

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

The only sounds blue-haired wants to hear from his partner during sex are moans, whimpers and pleadings, every other thing will be treated like misbehaving and then punished harshly

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Ghiaccio’s pubes are very curly, but he always keeps himself clean-shaved and he prefers the same on partners, or maybe some fancy trim like heart-shaped carpet

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Blue-haired only expects to receive some pleasure and a few orgasms from his partners, so he definitely won’t treat them like a fragile little doll. Ghiaccio is fairly harsh on himself, so being soft and caring is not about him

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

For Ghiaccio sex is one of the ways to get rid of all the rage he has bubbling within his body, this is why he jacks off often. It almost never lasts for more than 5 mins because man literally wrings orgasm out of himself with a tight fist stroking his dick on the speed of light

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Ooooof, a huge fan of impact play, so facefucking, slapping, hair tugging, degrading and bondage is always on the list. Blue-haired also has a thing for his partner calling him a master or signore, it really just blows his brains out and Ghiaccio turns into monster in bed, fucking his partner mercilessly. Also, dry humping and clothed sex, due to his short temper mafioso sometimes doesn’t have enough patience for undressing, so he just does the deed without getting off his garments

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He usually fucks at the hotel room he’s booked a day before, so wherever inside of apartments is fine. And, we all remember his red sport car, right? Sex there always feels special for man, so this is definitely one of his favorite places to get some quality time

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Ghiaccio’s tantrums are the best motivation ever. Mafioso had a shitty day - he will fuck then to get rid of the stress. It’s pretty hard to make mafioso going if he’s not in the right mood, no matter how hard partner try

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Water sports and all related. Just no. Ghiaccio is up to try everything, but this is his big no-no

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

One of his main kinks is facefucking so Ghia is all for a good blowjob. But when it comes to going down on someone… well, he’s not a fan. Especially when man has sex with prostitutes, he won’t ever go down on sex worker. It’s not like he’s disgusted of them or anything, it just doesn’t feel right for him (but not with someone Ghiaccio has feelings for, he’d gladly spend hours settled between beloved’s legs)

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Ghiaccio is kinda selfish in bed, doing whatever he wants, not caring much about partner’s feelings or preferences. Mafioso is always fast and rough, all his movements are harsh, his words are pure filth, but if partner are on some kinky stuff - Ghiaccio is a perfect option

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

A HUGE FAN OF THEM! Ghiaccio loves sex, and even a 10 min session rises his mood for a little and helps to calm down, it may be penetration, oral or dry humping. The only bad thing about quickies is if he picks the last option, blue-haired is supposed to spend the rest of the day with his pants full of cum

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Mafioso enjoys having car sex, and it definitely means something. It’s not about public places like park or crowded beach, but semi-public places as club restroom or dressing room are always on the list

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Ghiaccio may last for a lot of rounds, 5 or 10, it all depends on his mood, but every round doesn’t last for long - 5-8 mins in general. But he also can go for 2-3 make out sessions during a day, each of them may consist of 5 rounds

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Ghiaccio prefers doing everything with his own hands (especially fingers hehehe), so his collection of toys starts and ends with two different-sized gags

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s really into orgasm denial, but only on his partners. If they try to tease him, well, it definitely won’t end up well for them

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Ghiaccio has really dirty mouth, so he won’t shut up, degrading and insulting his partner to no end, calling them a whore and filthy slut, so greedy for his cock inside of them. Blue-haired also lets out quiet groans and swearings, but he never moans, thinking that it’s definitely not cool and manly

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Ghiaccio is terrified of the thought of accidentally making a baby, so at the age of 23 he got his vasectomy surgery. But he still uses condoms, mafioso cares for his health and perspective of getting HIV is definitely not that appealing

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Blue-haired is 5,5 inches when fully hard, slightly curved, head is a little bit pinker than the shaft, more on the thinner side. Totally smooth, a single vein pokes at the bottom part of the shaft, closer to the base

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

On the calm days Ghiaccio’s sex drive is normal, low you could say, he’s just living his best life, enjoying random simple things. But on hard days (which happened to be almost every day), mafioso tries his best to suppress his urge to kill everyone, so his yearning is really high

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Blue-haired feels a little bit sleepy after cumming, but Ghiaccio is not the one for sleeping after sex. He just zips his pants back up and continues doing whatever he was, just like nothing happened

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Here is the FINAL part (3) of Chapter VII: War’s End! So glad that you made it all to the end. A rather bittersweet sort of sensation but, it was fun writing this to the very end. I so wanted a happy ending, but I still sort of followed Rengoku’s path and cried my eyes out again but it was worth it. Again, this one I know I could write better so I’m going to work on it. Thank you all for reading through this and sticking with me. This was just so fun to do!

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                                      Chapter VII: War’s End

“Everyone ready to go?” Tanjiro asked his ‘lively’ crew.

Zenitsu was sitting with Nezuko who was comfortably set in her box. “Yep, yep! Me and Nezuko-chan are as ready as we’ll ever be.”

“Finally! I can get out and stretch my legs!” Inosuke shouted with glee as he grabbed his two blades.

“Hope you have room for one more.”

“Oh, sure, we do-- _____, is that. . . is that really you?”

“In the flesh.” You stepped through the doorway in just the uniform. Over the weeks, you garnered a leveled bob cut of your locs, an eyepatch over your left eye, and scars littering your arms and around your face. “I’ve missed you all so much.”

“COOOOOOK!!!” Inosuke bum-rushed you into a hug, sniffling loudly beneath his boar’s head. “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?”

Zenitsu joined him, well, more like pushed him out of the way as he hugged you next. “____, WE WERE WORRIED SICK ABOUT YOU!! WE THOUGHT YOU WERE A GONER!!”

“I’m so sorry for up and leaving just like that. There was a lot to process after the Mugen Train incident, and I didn’t want to muddle your healthy minds with my emotions. I wanted to be mentally strong for you guys.” 

‘Her scent is still sad. Of course, she has a reason to be. She lost Rengoku-san, and has had to cope with that loss on her own. I know how tough that can be, but I have Nezuko with me still. She doesn’t have any kin or home to return to. Demon slaying is all she has. . . and us.’ Tanjiro’s eyes lit up. “That’s right! You have us.”

“Hmm? What was that, Tanjiro?” You asked.

“We’re a family, isn’t that right, _____?”

His words surprised you, and it made your heart jump with joy. You looked at all four of them as a part of your family. There wasn’t anything you wouldn’t do for them. “You’re absolutely right. That’s why I want to come with you. Besides, as a Hashira, it is but my civic duty to protect Kyōjurō’s juniors.” Tears formed in the corner of your eyes as you spoke fondly of him. “He was so ecstatic to have more apprentices under his belt. Therefore, I must follow in his footsteps and watch over you.”

“YEEEESS!! Having Cook with us will make traveling even better.”

Zenitsu frowned at him. ‘As if traveling with you has been anything pleasant.’

“Now, before we go. I want to see Senjuro. Did you relay the message to him already, Tanjiro?”

“Mhm. As soon as we got back, and when I was able to move. Do you want us to come with you? We’re heading through that direction anyway.”

“Perfect! Let’s be off then.”

You all travelled down to the Rengoku Estate, seeing Senjuro sweeping out of his home. He was caught off guard when you embraced him.

For a moment, there was silence as he held you back tightly, his eyes swelling with tears. Seeing him reminded you of all the times you spent together. The three of you were a team when you and Rengoku were training for the Final Selection. Senjuro, sweet and kind, had a quiet fire burning in him. He was going to be something amazing, just like his brother.

“Senjuro, how have you been? Are you alright?” You inspected him from his ember-tipped hair down to his sandals.

“I’m better now, after seeing you. You left in such a hurry, I was worried that you weren’t going to come back.”

“You’re stronger than I, Senjuro, and I wanted to be that for you. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, _____. Are you leaving with Tanjiro and the others now?”

“Yes. I want to follow in your brother’s footsteps and protect those that I love and those that can’t protect themselves.” You knelt down, looking into his big, soft eyes. “I really wanted us to be together.” You said this, not knowing when death would knock at your doorstep. “I love you, Senjuro. I know you’ll be a great man in the future.”

“Mmm, I think I will be, too.” He hugged you one more time. “I love you, too, _____!”

You returned the favor before you both let go. You reached for your belt, pulling out a small box of goodies. “For you. Hope you like them. Take care, Senjuro.”

Your days, though filled with amazing memories, came to a close as you fell protecting the children. More than anything, you wanted them to succeed. Sacrificing yourself was the only way to win. It was a swift pain, a slow burn, and then darkness bled into your vision as your soul lifted towards the light and your warm, wavering aura vanished from your body.

You were sorry that you couldn’t stay as you walked halfway across the red bridge, spotting flame-tipped hair just over yonder. He peered over his shoulder, a proud smile spread on his handsome features as he held his hand out to you.

Over the red bridge did you both cross, fading into the distance.                                                          

                                       ( B O N U S - E N D I N G)

Summer had come and college was out! Most couldn’t wait to spend it goofing off on a beach, traveling across the States, or going right back into school a couple weeks later for summer courses. Many people had many things to look forward to, but you? You had woken up at the ass crack of dawn, taking in the morning air as you raced down the steps with your suitcase fully packed.

“Mom! Dad! Come on! We have to get the airport now! I can’t be late.” Your parents were so slow sometimes and that made you anxious. You could leave them here and catch a ride there or make it on your own but they were not having any of that.

“We’re coming, _____, we’re coming!” Your dad said with a mouthful of foaming toothpaste.

“You usually don’t wake up this early with this much energy.” Your mom added. 

“It’s not everyday you get to study abroad in the land of the Rising Sun! I have a day’s worth of traveling to do so I can always sleep later.” Yeah, you didn’t get any kind of sleep last night as you’d be spending most of it in the air.

You hurried them up and sped to the busy airport to meet with the group of classmates you were leaving with. You said your goodbyes to your parents, boarded the plane, and wished for a safe trip. 

As soon as service was offered, you grabbed a couple drinks, ate whatever they served in the trays, and knocked out until landing - save for the few bathroom trips -. 

Your horizon suddenly expanded the moment you walked out of Japan’s airport, looking around you in amazement. You had to keep murmuring to yourself, “Do not weeb out. I repeat, do not weeb out.” You loved anime, you loved Japanese culture, and you loved their idea of cuisine. Japan felt like the place for you.

“Okay everyone, please come together,” spoke your sweet, endearing Japanese princess of a teacher, Mayamoto-sensei. “We’ll be heading two hours out by bus to Kimetsu Daigaku (Kimetsu University). Rest up and be ready for a little surprise set up by a few students who were interested in meeting you guys soon after arrival.”

You internally squealed with glee. You weren’t dressed up for the occasion but who was going to tell you that you couldn’t wear a pair of sweats on the ride there. With your short locs retwisted and your good outfits packed, you were set to go!

So set that you were the first off the bus and getting your things out. “This is going to be a great experience, I know it!” 

“Nn! I agree!” 

“Oh my god!” You jumped, scared by the booming voice beside you. “Oh… oh my god.” You had laid eyes on one of the most unique men you had ever had the pleasure of gazing upon. He was different, what with his flame highlighted tips, dazzling eyes, and charming smile. 

“Yes. . .?” He slowly stood, his eyes never leaving yours once locked. This man, a vocal and expressive man, was left speechless. He ogled you for much longer than he’s ever done, going over your brown skin, your brown eyes, your short locs, everything! He immediately bowed before you, introducing himself. “Konnichiwa! Rengoku Kyōjurō to moushimasu! Yoroshiku onegai-shimasu!” (Formal: (Hello!) I’m called Rengoku Kyōjurō! Nice to meet you!)

Your eyes bugged out of your face. ‘Shit! Wasn’t he speaking English a minute ago? Okay, okay, what did he say?’ You looked back to see your sensei and the students watching the two of you interact. This was not how you kept yourself out of weeb trouble. Hell, you were still trying to figure out what his fine ass said so fast.

“Onamae wa, nan desu ka?” (Polite: What’s your name?)

You sighed, being able to understand that. “Watashi no namae wa… _____ _____ desu. Doozo yoroshiku.” (Casual: My name is _____. Nice to meet you.)

‘_____?’ He eyed you for a second longer before he placed his hands on his hips, smiling wide from ear to ear. “Very good, _____! I’m Rengoku Kyōjurō, and I am with a few classmates to meet you all. Welcome to Kimetsu University!”

“Woooow, his English is so good.” You thought. Aloud.

“Thank you! I have been learning since elementary! Your pronunciation is good, but your flow is slow. However, I am sure you will improve after being here for a month!” 

‘Oh, thanks for putting me out there!’ You smiled nervously. This handsome, wild man was nothing like you had expected. “That’s what I’m hoping for as I’d like to work, live, and travel here in the future.”

“Is that so?” He faced you with his arms crossed over his chest. “Be my student!” Your mouth, along with the others, dropped at his proposal. You looked to your sensei for help, and she encouraged it with an approving nod and smile. “Great, then it’s settled! You’ll be fluent in Japanese in no time!” He looked off to the distance, laughing loud as you smiled in confusion.

(Modern AU Sequel coming SOON!) - - - - - - - - - Chapters: I | II | III | IV | V | VI | VII (Part 1) / (Part 2) / (Part 3)

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nsfw a-z YOSHI (treasure)

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he just feels cuddly and swoony. he’s in love with you, even more so than before even though he didn’t think that was possible. he loves to cuddle with you, just until you catch your breath again at least. he’s still still high from the whole experience, it’s the perfect time to be open and show your vulnerability even more. it’s less about the physical things he does for you, more about how you two deepen your relationship even further. he uses this time to have deep chats that slowly fade into more light hearted conversations before drifting off to sleep.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

his eyes are his favourite thing about him i think. he likes how you can understand what he wants just from looking into them. they’re intense and needy, oppressive even. they’re infatuating. they’re his secret weapon to make you obey him without even realising what you’re doing.

on you, he likes your lips. he likes how they feel on his own lips, on his neck, around his dick, anywhere and everywhere. he also just thinks they look pretty and are the perfect colour naturally, actually something he noticed about you first which he found really attractive.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

doesn’t like to make a mess at first… might even cum in a tissue the first few times because he thinks it’s more respectful.

but when he’s comfortable and such, he’d love to cum all over your hands after you finished him off with a handjob, he thinks it looks really hot and it’s enough to get him horny again hehe.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he often imagines how you'd look tied up in front of him. at his disposal. his fantasies are actually super kinky but he very rarely tells you them. he’d probably never tie you up to the extent that he dreams of doing because he doesn’t want to hurt you and he thinks of you as quite fragile 🥺

i wanna do another because my wild card was kinda short this time but he would l o v e to do a life drawing of you. like this isn’t even sexual but i don’t wanna get attacked if i write this on something that is fluff lol. it would be something that he’d treasure and something that he would be so proud of. to make it dirty since it’s a dirty secret 👀 he had a few intrusive thoughts while he drew you and found it super hard to stay hyperfocused on the drawing. if you tried to flirt with him while modelling, he’d just tell you to save it for later and that’s when he’d unleash the beast lol.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

1 sexual partner with whom he was in a relationship with. he doesn’t think about it much and when he’s with you, he’s very much focused on you. one look at you and he’s forgotten about them already.

he knows what he’s doing for the most part, but sometimes he just wants to learn new things with you, together.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

he likes facing you: missionary and cowgirl, depending on what feels natural at the time. he likes bringing his face close to yours and hovering his lips over yours, occasionally touching with every thrust. enough to feel the other’s breath, but not enough to actually kiss.

once the pace has slowed a little, he’ll give you the kiss he’s been teasing you with for what feels like hours just so that you’ll appreciate it and enjoy it all the more.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he’s quite serious in the moment. he wants to make sure that you’re enjoying yourself and that he’s doing the absolute most to exceed any expectations each and every time.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he naturally doesn’t have much hair down there. he trims what he has and keeps it tidy since he feels it’s more intimate.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

most of the time, he’s extremely romantic during sex. he’s very into slow and sensual sex that allows you two to bond physically and emotionally. it’s important to him that he understands your wants and needs as his partner and vice versa, making the whole experience super romantic.

but that’s not all the time. sometimes he just wants to rip off your clothes and have his way with you and that’s ✨totally fine✨

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

i feel like he’s a typical laptop on desk, tissues besides him type of guy. he doesn’t do it too often, but when he does he has to fully commit because there is absolutely no way he’s stopping for anything/anyone that isn’t you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

he’s not that kinky, he’s a vanilla man. i’ll just list some sexual things that he likes hehe

whispering- he likes when you whisper close to his ear and he likes doing it to you. the tingling down his neck is intoxicating, he can’t help but want to feel it again and again. what you say is important too. he likes receiving praise. saying things like “you make me so wet” or “you turn me on so much” makes him so happy, it’s a great way to drive him crazy.

ropes- not to an extreme level, just one rope to tie your hands together behind you or in front of you.

eye contact- he likes that his eyes intimidate you of course, but you pushing past that and maintaining eye contact makes him feel a rush to MAKE you feel intimidated. he wants you to feel like he’s in charge (even if he’s not) and if he can’t do that with his eyes, then it’s pretty much over for him, but he likes that fact that you stood up to him and it turns him tf on.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

he likes sex in bed or on the floor. anywhere that he or you can lie comfortably. he likes fucking you in hotel beds. although it’s not really that dirty, it is for you two.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

gentle strokes- he likes when you trace his jawline or collarbones with your fingers, especially when you have long nails. he almost always returns the favour. he likes gently dragging his finger up and down your thigh before and between rubbing your pussy.

directness- tell him you’re turned on. tell him why you’re turned on. tell him how he turned you on. tell him how you feel and why you think he should feel the same way to. by the end of your talk, he’s gurenteed to feel the same way.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

angry sex/sex during an argument.

he wants to settle things properly first. sex isn’t a solution nor is it forgiveness. the only way he can truly be intimate with you is when you’re both happy and when you’re both on the same page. “angry” sex like that is meaningless to him, the argument mustn’t have been important if you can just forget about it so why can’t you just talk it through?

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he’s naturally a giver and oral (sex in general) is no exception. he wants you to be able to allow yourself to receive instead of forcing it upon you if you’re not used to it. he introduces his tongue slowly and always asks if what he’s doing is okay. even if you are used to it, he’s always gonna build up to it. he likes when you take the lead even when he’s eating you out, he likes when you’re giving him directions or your hands are in his hair, controlling him, because then he knows that what he’s doing is right.

not too fussed about receiving head. of course he would never say no, but he’s not one to ask for one just to finish without pleasuring you. he’s eyes are closed during the whole thing and and he lets out small, quiet cusses which he knows turn you on. also says nice stuff to you (when he can get the words out) while you’re sucking his dick because 🥺 he is nice.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

as i mentioned before, he’s slow and sensual. he keeps the experience extremely romantic and memorable. it leaves you wanting more and he knows.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

not his style. at all. he likes to draw out the details, take his time with you, ensure you've both been treated and pleasured sufficiently.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

he’d only experiment with things that you’d tried before or things you’ve researched. he doesn’t wanna try anything new to the pair of you especially early on because he doesn’t wanna hurt you or leave a bad impression or anything like that. he’d never spring anything on you that you hadn’t discusssed either.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

2-3 rounds, but it totally depends on you. how much you want, how much you turn him on after, how tired you are etc.

he usually lasts for around 20 mins but needs like a 10 second breather sometimes

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

i don’t see him owning any toys but i don’t think he’d be opposed to using them. if you wanted to use them, great fantastic he’d get straight to it. he would definitely like to try them for himself at least once too.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he doesn’t tease you much, because he’d rather just do it? but i guess if you’d consider extended foreplay to the point where you have to beg him to fuck you as teasing then he’s the master lol. oH and also doesn’t just kiss you during sex, he definitely teases with those.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

tries to hold his moans and cusses back but fails lol. they’re quiet and soft but you can still hear them. he gets kind of shy about them after sex too and he doesn’t really like it when you bring it up.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

“take it off” he orders, looking directly at your chest. you remove your tshirt on command and throw it to the ground. he walks towards you, backing you into the wall behind you. it was a harsh and sudden coldness on your back, but there was something even colder in front of you. his eyes glared at you, which subconsciously made you remove your bra.

“so fucking beautiful” he growled while taking one of your breasts in his hand. it wasn’t long before he started with his tongue. he circled your nipple with his tongue while he played with the other one in his hand. your head automatically fell back, luckily resting on the wall. he slowly began to flick your nipple with his tongue before gently kissing it and moving to the other one.

your hand found its way to his hair, grabbing it and pulling it a little. you occasionally let out small gasps, which almost always made him look up at you and smile.

after a few minutes, he stood up once again, head buried in your neck as he whispered what he wanted you to do for him next.

“please, make me cum. you've turned me on so much tonight.”

that’s when it all started making sense. you’d been bowling that night with friends. this involved a lot of bending over, a lot of casual skin touches when neither of you were bowling and a LOT of whispering closely in his ear since the music was so loud. you knew he liked it when you whispered, but you didn’t know even in that context that it would send shivers down your spine. you stored that info, maybe you’d use that against him one day after he’d been teasing you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

i think average, with just a little under average thickness. i’m not sure if you can ever call a dick pretty but i feel with yoshi it would be justified, especially when it’s hard.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

i’m pretty sure it varies depending on your type of relationship. if you are a romantic partner, 3-4 times a week. if it’s just a fling, once maybe twice a week at most. he has a naturally high sex drive, but he’s less likely to take his time with someone he has no feelings for meaning he doesn’t really crave sex as often as he would with someone he’s romantically involved with.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

as i mentioned above, yoshi wants to talk to you and connect with you even further after sex. he falls asleep when he’s ready to fall asleep, which is after he’s learnt something about you that makes his heart flutter, that he can tease you about later on.

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GAY FRIEND | CHAPTER 2

pairing/s: Oikawa x reader genre: fluff and angst word count: 2.8k words synopsis: you assumed that your classmate, Oikawa , is gay and is dating his childhood friend, Iwaizumi. However, you heard a rumour about Iwaizumi having a girlfriend, so you approaches Oikawa to comfort him. Meanwhile, Oikawa took this situation as an oppurtunity to get close to you and offered you to be his “fake girlfriend”.

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Oikawa remained dumbfounded as he walk on the way home. He can’t seem to process what you havr just stated to him earlier. He wants to explain it to you that he is not actually dating Iwaizumi, that they’re just bestfriends but as he thinks of the situation, he couldn’t help but use this as an opportunity to get close to you. 

Oikawa has been liking you since the second year of highschool. During your first year, he hadn’t notice that much because of your quietness but you caught his attention in your second year because mostly of your teachers paired you together, since you are his seatmate. You have caught his attention when you didn’t give any reaction as he tried to flirt with you. You only gave him a cringe look and told him to stop which made him chuckled with embarrassment. 

He finds it amusing when you bluntly give some comments on how cringey he was when flirted with you. He finds you charming when you joke around with your friends. He finds your face attractive when you’re too focus on trying to solve the brain draining math problems. He finds comfort when he is around you because you don’t give him some special treatment like what other girls do. He once compares you to Iwaizumi because of how stubborn yet caring you are to the people around you. 

Even so, Oikawa have an outgoing personality and can instantly have girls fall with his charms, he can’t make a move to you. He wants to be close with you in and out side of the school. He one time tried to invite you watch his matches by teasing you that you should watch his match and stop lazying around. But you just only took as a joke and turned the offer down. 

He wondered how dense you could be to took it as a small hint of him having an interest to you. Yet, when he remembers what happened earlier, your assumptions about him and Iwaizumi, he can’t help but chuckle and think that no one could ever beat your denseness. You’re the dumbest person he have ever known, dumber than him. 

Oikawa is in his room, laying on his bed, thinking about the event earlier. He know that the thing he will do would lead to a bad consequence but for him this is the only resort he could do for him to get closer to you. 

Oikawa let out a sigh and closes his eyes as he knew that the following days will be now different.

Two months went by you and Oikawa gotten more closer. After that day of encounterment, you had seen Oikawa and Iwaizumi walking to school together, so you had assumed that they made up already. You remain silent about his and Iwaizumi’s “relationship” and acted like nothing happened.

You and Oikawa interact more outside of the school, he sometimes walks with you after class when Iwaizumi will not walk him. The two of you sometimes eat your lunch together, and acts like a “third wheel” when he is with Iwaizumi.

However, for these past few days, you noticed that you and Oikawa are more often together. He even started walking with you on your way to school. You rarely see him with Iwaizumi earlier this week. You have asked him, if he and Iwaizumi gotten in to an argument again but he denied it.

It’s already in the middle of the day, you’re in the cafeteria to buy your lunch. Oikawa is with his 3rd year teammates, Matsukawa and Hanamaki. As you stand in the line and wait for your turn to buy your food, a group of 3 girls catches your attention. You’re not the type of person who eavesdrop to other people’s conversation but these girls’ conversation have caught your attention.

“Did you saw Iwaizumi-san earlier?” the girl with glasses started to converse with her 2 friends. Her face shows shockingness and disbelief as she converse with her friends.

“Yeah! I saw him enter the school grounds with a girl”

“They said that girl is his girlfriend” your ears flapped when you hear one of the girl told it to her friends.

‘his girlfriend?’

‘Is Iwaizumi cheating on Oikawa?’

‘or did they broke up’

You tilted your head trying to convince yourself that your thoughts are wrong. For the whole lunch time, this is only what you think about. You tried to convince yourself that it’s not true but also took a note that you will ask Oikawa about this.

However, on your way back to your classroom, you saw someone unexpected.

You saw the dark spiked-up hair boy with a his rumored girlfriend in the hallway and it seems like they’ve been standing outside of their classroom for a while now. The two were standing side by side as they talk and hold each other’s hand. Sadly for you, even though you don’t want to be seen by these two, you need to walk pass them in order to get into your classroom. 

You let out a sigh before walking pass through as fast as possible and with your head down hoping that your hair would do their job in covering your face. And with your luck, the two didn’t noticed you as they’re too occupied with each other. 

As you entered the classroom, you walk straight to your desk. You are too intrigued with have you seen in the hallway. You didn’t even noticed the brown headed boy sitting beside you was actually observing as you as soon as you entered your classroom. 

Even the afternoon class has resumed, Oikawa was quick to notice that something is bothering you. And he has been stealing short glances from you. He wants to know what have you been thinking that keeps you distracted and not to pay attention to class. He is curious what happened to you during lunch time because you’re not acting like that before lunch. So, he is sure that something happened during lunch and he wants to know what is that. 

For the whole afternoon class, your mind was intrigued with Iwaizumi and his rumored girlfriend. You can’t help but to think what happened between him and Oikawa, have the broken up? did Oikawa knew about this. A lot of questions is actually running in your mind right now and you’ve been itching to ask this to your friend. 

When the teacher of your last subject dismisses your class, you tidy up your desk and your classmates leave the room one by one, some even bid you goodbye before they left. Meanwhile Oikawa slung his bag, and waited for you to get ready leaving the classroom. 

“y/n, let’s walk home together” he said as the two head out the classroom. 

“Don’t you have any practice?” you asked him quietly.

“Nope we don’t, it’s our rest day” he answered which made you nod and let out a tight smile. The two of you walked out the school quietly, none of you talked making Oikawa feel a little bit awkward. 

“Do you want to stop at the convience store, buy some snacks then lets eat it at the park near our house?” Oikawa broke the slightly awkward silence when the store appeared in his sight. 

You gave him a side glance then look straight again and let out a quiet “sure”

The two of you arrived the convenience store and the two of you part ways. You went straight to the cooler full of different flavors of milk but you took your 2 banana milk, only for you, you then went to aisle full of chips and crackers, you picked one potato chips. After picking your snack, you headed to the counter where you saw Oikawa paying already for his 2 protein bar and a bottle of water. 

“Give me that, y/n, I’ll pay for it” Oikawa said then took your drinks and snack you chose and gives it to the cashier. You can’t do anything or insist in paying because the cashier punched it already and Oikawa immediately paid for it. 

After paying the two of headed to the park near your houses and eat your snacks there. The two of you sat on one of the picnic table in the park and eat silently. 

None of you talked, the two of you busied yourselves in munching your snacks . However, Oikawa steal glances to you from time to time, feeling concerned and curious to what happened to you earlier. Meanwhile, you, who’s too occupied with your thoughts and busy slurping your banana milk, didn’t notice how the brown headed guy glances to you. 

Oikawa continued to observe you in silent for a while, until he reach the point he can’t do it anymore and feel frustrated. Oikawa swallowed his last bite of protein before he even call your name to get your attention. 

“y/n, are you okay> you’ve been awfully quiet since after lunch” he brought out his concern which catches your attention. You looked at him then look back down to your banana milk as you took as sip again. You stayed like that for seconds before asking him the questions that have been bothering you. 

“Are you and Iwaizumi-san still in a relationship?” You straightforwardly asked the man seating that is sitting in front of you. Oikawa was surprised as he doesn’t expect that question to be asked by you. Does this question is the reason why you look so bothered since earlier. Have you found out the truth that he and Iwaizumi are not really in the relationship in the first place.

Oikawa was flabbergasted, his brain is not working properly, it feels like there’s a chaos happening inside his brain and his heart is pounding fast and loud out of nervousness. Should he tell you the truth or act denial? What if you ended your friendship with him? would you feel disgusted for faking his sexuality to you? Of course you would, who would not feel disgusted when a person made you look like stupid and dumb. 

Oikawa collected himself and let out a sigh. His hands started fidgeting as soon he opened his mouth to start talking. But before he say a word, you started talking again. 

“I saw Iwaizumi holding a girl’s hand in the hallway on my way back to the classroom and this bother me because I don’t know if he is cheating on you or the two of you had broken up” you explained to him, looking down to your empty banana milk carton. Oikawa slowly relaxes when he hard your explanation. He knows that he should not feel relax but he actually is, it feels like the oxygen can enter his lungs freely again. 

“Y/n-san” Oikawa gently calls your name which makes you look up to him. He stares in to your eyes and he could see how innocent you are. You are too dense and naive, how come you couldn’t maybe think that he is faking everything. He knows what would be doing is wrong and would backlash to him someday but for this time he would be selfish about him. 

“Iwaizumi and I broken up for almost 2 months” He said as he look down to his hands You looked at him with surprise because you didn’t expect him to say that. 

“B-but it feels you told before that both of you are okay” you stuttered feeling surprised with his news. 

“The two of us caught in to fight again that time then he broke up with me” he explained to you. You looked at the boy who’s sitting in front of you then reached out your hand to hold his hand and give it a squeeze. Oikawa felt the warmth of your hand that made him look at you.

“It’s okay, Oikawa-san, I’m here for you” you comforted him and gave him a sincere smile.A sudden pang was felt in Oikawa’s heart, he felt guilty and sorry for lying to you, especially seeing how sincere you are. Oikawa smiled back then looked back to your hand that is still holding his. 

The two of you didn’t stay that longer in the park and started walking together to your house. The walk with Oikawa is more comfortable compared earlier, both of you walk in silence and sometimes the two of you talked. You also feel better now as your question running in your mind already got an answer. However, there’s one question came in to your mind. 

if Oikawa and Iwaizumi have broken up for almost 2 months, when did he met the girl? When did they started dating and how can Iwaizumi moved on so fast. Did he not know about the 3 months rule?

Your brows furrowed as you think of it and Oikawa was quick to notice the change of your expression. 

“What are you thinking, y/n-san?” He asked as he gave you a side look and made you raised your brows and looked at him. You bit lips, thinking if you should ask it to him or not, but in the end you decided to ask it to him. 

“When did Iwaizumi started dating the other girl?” You asked him carefully. Oikawa was a little bit stunned with your question but quickly collected himself. 

“It’s okay if you don’t want to answer it though” you added since you don’t want to push him to tell it to you.

“About 2 weeks ago, I think” he answered, unsure if that’s correct. You are little bit shock when he knew about that.

“Really? Did he tell you that he started dating again?” You asked him and he nodded as an affirmation which made you gasped.

“What? he told you?! that’s kinda rude to him” you commented which made Oikawa chuckled. He find it really cute when you show big reactions, the way your eyes widened or your mouth gaped, he can’t help but let out a chuckle when he sees it. 

“It’s fine, y/n. we’re still friends” He said, trying to shake it off. 

“Still though! he should at least follow the 3 months rule” You stated feeling a little bit scornful toward Iwaizumi. 

“It’s okay, y/n-san I promise” he once again said.

“I bet that girl is just a rebound” you blurted making Oikawa gasped and stopped from walking. 

“That’s rude” he commented as you faced him and shrugged your shoulders.

“It’s just as rude as on how he asked you if he could date again, even though the two of you downgraded your relationship in to friends, it’s still disrespectful for your side” you told him as you crossed your arms. The two of remained silent for a second before you let out a sigh and uncrossed your arms. 

“You love Iwaizumi right?” you asked making the boy low key cringe from your question. He nodded his head slowly to answer your question. You let out a smirk and this smirk starts to make Oikawa feel anxious. 

“But I don’t want him back” he immediately blurted it out, in case of you thinking he want Iwaizumi back.

“Oh don’t worry we will not win him back to you” You affirmed the smirk is still plastered on your face. 

“Then what?” he asked with confusion evidence on his face. 

“The plan is to make him regret for breaking up with you” you stated like that’s greatest plan you ever said but the truth is that’s kind of stupid. 

“And how can we do that?” Oikawa doubtfully asked, he can sense a bad feeling about your plan though. You just gave him a sweet but also creepy smile as you link you arm to his which made him flinch. 

“Let’s discuss this in my house” you said then started to walk again which made the boy stumble a little. 

“In your house? would it be okay with your parents?” He stuttered and now the boy is really nervous. This is the first time he sees you to look and sounds crazy. 

“My parents is not home, they’ll be arriving tomorrow so no need to worry” you explained which made Oikawa not only to feel more nervous but also flustered. You invited him to your house and told him  your parents aren’t home, although for you it’s fine because you think he is gay but for him it’s not. Because he has actual feelings for you and you’re bringing a boy to your house. Your neighbors can see you and tell it to your parents. 

Oikawa didn’t say anything after that he just let you drag him all the way to your house, so that you could tell him your ‘oh so amazing’ plan to make Iwaizumi regret in breaking up with him.

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Safety in coils

(Anîla refers to the mains humans as “kids”, but they all are in college, between 19 and 25.)

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The 32 of July

New place, new diary! Hello, four diary, I will call you Helbert. I think it’s a common name for Americano males. Any way, I shall present myself to you to: I am a member of the proud race of naga, but I have yet to receive a proper name, having only 34 year old in human year. I am currently trying to live away from my tribe as a sign of maturity, however. I have decided that I would also record to myself what I am doing for my descendants to know what I did. I decided also, than, given the fact that I will pretend to be a human, I need to write in their tango, so that I would be prepared to speak with them.

I shall also name myself Anîla âbhoga, as respect for my elders, and because I lack creativiti.  I should try to find myself a cave before looking for a house. In all accounts I read, we need to wear “clothes” when we takes our human forms, so I will steal them later on.

See you soon, Helbert!

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2 of august

Hey, Helbert! You wouldn’t believe in the number of kids that went into the forest today. I could have eaten any of them without issue, they are so trusting! But that would end up alerting someone, and I don’t want hunters yet. Americannans; They don’t seem to realize the danger that exist, I was told of their ignorance; but it is really worrisome.

Trough, that mean that I have plenty of Americanans that can explain to me everything. I am even more persuasive that most of my clan, the reason as to why I was allowed to travel the sea unsupervised. As you serve as my “recording devices”, I think I am supposed to give you the description of the youth I have met. They all got to see my eyes and should not be worried about my half-snake appearance, but I will keep a human look next to them, as to not push their limits. I could not make them come back to me at a precise time, so I will put them back under. It would also make them less suspicious of my questions.

The first kid I found was running, and scared. I guess he was lost for a while, and got into trouble, because he had what he told me were call b-r-u-i-s-e-s. (I Made him spell it, I am learning English word I was not told existed. The excitation!) It’s brownish marks that indicate you were p-u-n-c-h-e-d. He also had a similar marks on one of his eyes, but it was black. Apparently, it is black or blue around the eyes, and as such, you call those bruises “black eyes”. He has yellow hairs, with dirt and twigs in them when I fond him, but I clean him. He had green eyes, if I saw correctly, before he saw mines. I though he was short, but all the humans I met were close to his height. He has 19 year, and is name is Noah.

A few minutes after I brought Noah at the edges of the forest, I fond another male, who is named Andrew Evans. He is really different in behavior and look. I did not tell you about the clothes! It is kind of important! Humans wear different “styles” of clothes depending of their ages, gender or role in the town hierarchical structure. Noah was wearing gray “S-w-e-a-t pants” and a red “H-o-o-d-y” with a green stripe. It was way too big on him, so I guess he and his family does not have a lot of money. He also screamed and tried to run when he saw me. Andrew Evans has black hairs that he “greased”, brown eyes, I am sure for those, I thought to ask. He is wearing blue “J-e-a-n-s” with holes he said he made himself. I guess there is a meaning, but I was asking basic questions, I will interrogate the kids more later on.

Andrew Evans also has a silver chains dangling on the side of his pants, a white “T-s-h-i-r-t” who he cover with a “Leather j-a-c-k-e-t”. He also had dangling “dog tags” around his neck, who reached lower than his “P-e-c-s”. They are by two, silvery, oval, and contain info. His “dog tags” were about his father, who got them in a war. Andrew Evans is proud of his dad and wear them. Ritualistic importance? He also tried to attack me with a knife when I met him. As punishment, I kept the “dog tags” I do not understand the meaning of some of the info, like the “AB” mark.

It appear Andrew Evans was looking for Noah, so I showed him the way to civilisation. And then, I heard cries of “Andrew”, because I presume someone went after Andrew Evans. Perhaps they do know the forests are places you get lost in, but none of the kids seemed prepared to meeting me. Are americanos forest really without nagas? How?

Any how, the third kid has a darker skin color that the other two, but it is not as dark as the skin color of the humans who live in India. He had brown hair who looked that fluffy spikes, and I had a hard time flattening, blue eyes, and was wearing another “T-shirt”. They cover only part of their arm, fascinating choice, in my opinion. He also had “Jeans”, but his were gray, and without holes. He wondered where I was coming from as he never saw me, and did not believe me when I said I was a newcomer. To worry about. I simply calmed him and told him where to find Andrew Evans. I was not sure what to ask of him. Except his name, it’s Leo

I ended falling on a fourth and final kid by complete accident, nearly an hour later, despite him apparently entering with Leo. This kid was looking at least a head taller than the rest. His name is Chris. He stated he “was” 24, witch I think is a bit old to call a human, a kid, but I have to look more into it. He is as pale as Noah and Andrews Evans. His hairs are the fabled red, and his eyes remind me of hazels. He also wears a “Leather jacket”, who he kept closed, because he wears nothing underneath, and blue “Jeans”, who should be burned given the numbers of oil stains who covered them, and also massive holes, with is knees basically being in the open. I had to tell him to change clothes, or he would be hurt if he fall. He wasn’t taking me seriously, so I put him under my gaze at this moment.

Over all, it was an excellent day to start seeing what kids human act and look like. I will go into town tomorrow to meet adults.

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3 august

Well, wouldn’t you know, Elbert, I was using phrasing of a sentence and idoms who sound old, for someone in his thirties. One day interacting in the town, and I already got a reputation as an “old-timer”. Who could have guess? Most people are wonderful, in any case. I also bumped into Andrew Evans, Leo and Chris. They were with another kid in their age range, Steve. He is taller than Leo, but smaller than Andrew. Oh, yes. Evans is a family name rather than a composite surname. My bad.

Leo was still suspicious of me, and I wasn’t able to talk with them. He said something about “stranger danger”. I wonder if he is more afraid of other humans than what is living outside his town. What are humans doing between themselves? It would appear our knowledge of their society is dated. I need to get alone with him if I want to examine their behaviour properly. Instead I met a few adults and discreetly made their door open to me. I did take a trip to the house seller, but I will need papers and money for one. It’s more difficult than we expected when I left my home forest. There is also that man named John Miller. He seems to think I am weak because he can’t see muscle. Probably an hunter. I need to keep an eye on him too.

Wait, there are footstep sounding close. I come back once I saw who is it, and why they are here. What if they already know?

It was Noah! Unlike the others, he still wears the same clothes than yesterday. Truly poor. And because he already saw my eyes, he is so easy to put under. Actually, he is sitting right next to me, and when I took my hybrid form, he was all too happy to snuggle in. Good human. So, because he is really easy to interact with, and he told me he just often goes into the forest when he is “overwhelmed”, he will be my number one source of information! So, I will ask some questions, and note the answers into you, Ebert!

So, Noah Miller! Turn out he is the son of John Miller, who isn’t a hunter, but a construction worker. Noah seem to be hiding something about him, but I don’t want to push. Noah seems nice, I don’t want to destroy his intelligence or his being. So, I will wait till he wants to tell me for further explanations. He also doesn’t want to tell me where do those “bruises” and cuts come from. I am a bit worried for his safety. Does he try to get into fights to prove himself to his father?

Human kids his age like to play something call “video games”. I need to come to his house to play, however. Well, after I ended up asking question, we will play fetch. I heard pets like that, and I might keep Noah around, I really like him. His outfit is one he picked because he wants to cover “them”; Okay. Apparently, “cool” outfits for him show muscle, leather jackets always work, Jewellery show wealth, seem like the meanings are the same as we naga knew, just a bit differently.  Jewelry

Yes, I asked Noah to correct mistakes he saw. It’s useful for my human guise. Also, Andrew is the popular kid who has a bright future. That mean he can get away with selfishness and violence, in this society. I can’t believe it. Well, as a subject and potential pet, I should give Noah a good life, so the research is put on hold the time I get the other kids to respect him.

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6 August

Hey, Albert. Been a few days, but I had to make Andrew, Chris, Steve and especially Leo way more pliant that they were. But today, they will all come to this forest with additional clothes they think would fit Noah and make him looks “cool”, so that he joins their “friend” group. It looks a bit more like a hierarchy in itself, but I will make sure they treat each other better. Win-Win for everyone! I hope I use those expression correctly. Anyway, Noah too got more contacts with me. He seems to really trust me “more than anyone” he says, but he still won’t tell me where his injuries come from. I am a bit disappointed. Seem like he made some strong barriers about it, if I force the answers from him, it would hurt his brain, a lot.

Leo has arrived. I had to get to his parents first, to be alone with him, but heh. I have a bed in their basement now. Leo was really distrustful. Now, he is a bit over-zealous to obeying me, but I don’t see any other psychological impact. I do keep an eye on him for his safety. He also is the one closer in size to Noah, so I expect his clothes to be most of the ones Noah come home with. Leo also make delicious chicken wings.

Now, Steve has arrived. Coming back to my few notes, I forgot to describe him. He has black hair, brown eyes, and the first time he saw me alone I was shirtless and that made him red, for some reason. But he doesn’t want to talk about it. He is 23. He is the drag-along man of his group, and easily scared. It amuses me to make loud noises behind his back. He jumps every single time! Today, he is wearing a sleeveless black cloth he calls “top”, and blue “shorts”. He really doesn’t know how to visit the forest.

Andrew and Noah arrived together. Andrew is surprisingly the one who brought the more clothes. When I asked, he stated he bought them. He is ironically the one who took the most the rings in my eyes, even more than Noah, who I found easy to put under. And I remind you I am strong in charm by naga standard. Andrew is also missing his dog tags. Apparently, you put “blood type” and height on it. I shall ask for their size and weight once I start the experience again.

Well, Chris is finally here. He at least wears something without “sexual innuendos” for once. I’ll admit I don’t understand them. Also, except Steve, they all have a weird combo with leather jackets and ties, to welcome Noah into the group. Really odd-looking, even fir me, and the fact that I wear “professionals” clothes all the time makes people talk. Noah, of course, is wearing a hoody and “baggy” pants. I’ll tell you how it went.

Really well!!! Now, Noah has a collection of “gym” clothes, rings, chains… the perfect “streetwear”, as Chris said. The boys are all very happy playing with the ball I gave them. And they all are super happy when I tap their head to signify that they are good boys. I’m so happy they stopped using gel, I can play with their hairs. But play time is over. I’m going back to studying them and their interactions, so they aren’t aware I was ever in their lives for now. I want to see them act normally.

Wait, why is Andrew berating them all. I understood he was mean to people outside his group, but he is controlling of the people in it? Chris is obeying him without question and making subtle threat for the others three to follow? Noah is afraid??! Leo is just done with this and complaint but does not act? Steve is not shivering like Noah, but I think he is afraid too. How could I miss that, and how can I let this happen in front of my eyes? I’ll be right back, Albert!

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 So, they have been some changes in the group dynamics of the boys. Now, Leo is the leader one. He also asks for my opinion on things and agree that I am smarter and wiser than him, and as such, my decisions are absolute and override his. Andrew is really happy to be led. He takes more easily to my suggestions than the others, so he is “living the dream”, as the “omega” of his group. I don’t know what that mean, he declared himself one. In his opinion, Leo is an “alpha” and the rest are “beta”. Andrew also wanted to classify Chris as the second-in-command, but I preferred Noah, because I have to admit at being biased, but Noah doesn’t want to lead, and Leo will be a great leader under my guidance, and he wanted to be the “top dog”.

Chris is really the one who got the best changes, though. He was really afraid of what to do without someone who use him as a muscled henchman, so now, he can suck up all type of information. His “G.P.A” will improve, thanks to that. We might have a “smart one”, after a trip to the library. And the, there is Steve. I don’t know what to do with Steve. Steve never showed much personality. When I asked him how he would describe himself, he said “gaie”, which mean cheerful in French, is I remember correctly. Didn’t appear that happy for me… Well, now, he is being nicknamed “the cheerleader” by his friends. They will not question the changes, but I think I will have to drop by their parent’s house later.

Well, I’m glad to see they all are having fun. Leo started a “soccer game”. Look interesting. Steve is cheering for them because they are an odd number. He seems decided to compliment Chris on his muscle, for some reason. Well, he also commented a few times about mine. Maybe he just put a lot of attention in physical health. I’m going to watch.

  August 8

At the teaching place the boys are going (I though in English it was called school, but the refer to it as college), Noah is now one of the centres of attention, as a new friend of Andrew and thanks to his new look. Steve convinced him to wear “guyshadow”. Didn’t expect it to work well with the dark lines under Noah’s eyes (named “eye’s bag”, this language relies on such obvious terms, it’s worrying me. Are humans worried about being incomprehensible? It’s probably not the only human one to be this on the nose, but the only one I’m good at.), but now, he has a lot of weird attention from females and a few males, including Steve. I don’t understand why is external looks and money so much more important that what’s inside for humans.

Wait, I hear sobs. Why is Noah in pain?

HIS FATHER WAS VIOLENT TOWARDS HIM!!! THE FIEND! HE DESERVED BEING REDUCED TO A HUSK BY ME! SO GLAD HE IS NOW OUT OF NOAH AND MISS. MILLER’S LIFE!! Now, I heard a mother without a husband faces hardship in this “tolerant” society humans call America, so I will make sure the remaining Millers in town are wall-loved. I think I will move my human place from Leo’s house, he is okay, and go to live with Noah and his mom Susan.

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August 10

Albert, while I was playing with Noah, he called me Dad. Apparently, it means he sees me as a major role model, and it’s a sign of a deep bond, said Susan. She seemed ready to laugh, and also a bit awkward, when she said that to me. Well, I’m glad he thinks so highly of me! I also think highly of my pet. Now, he is completely open to any change in personality or look I ask of him. I have a little doll I can dress and make talk as I want. He is a cowboy, a pre-re-education Andrew, a hunter, a servant. I asked of my sister she send me some jewelry, and now, he has wonderful gold hoops in his ear, and a silver chain with an emerald that he show to no one, but whose touch remind me of how good he is while looking at me... Truly, I am enjoying this study.

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Author’s note (how do you make italics on Tumblr?): So, this is a story I wrote in Summer 2020 for a contest about supernatural on a hypno-site. I planned to make a one-shot, then I liked the characters too much and started making an universe for them. If you have questions on them, I probably have some answers. It feature no pron, so I though. You know what, I should publish my own stuff on Tumblr. Hope you people enjoy

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N*FW Alphabet: Jesse From TLOU2

A/N: So here is Jesse, I will do Dina and Ellie and Abby next, hope you guys like this and let me know who you guys want to see first.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He's really sweet and thoughtful after sex, he will cuddle you in his arms and will listen to you talk his ear off or he will talk your ear off, he loves just having you in his arms and just talking with you and gazing into your eyes.

He also will clean you up and take care of you, he will grab you water, he will grab you a towel, you can ask him for whatever and he will run and get it. He's very attentive to your needs and will totally cuddle you after getting whatever you need.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

That's hard one but he loves his hair and he loves his chest, he loves it when you rest your head on his chest or when you run your fingers through his hair, he lives for that and he loves it so much.

He loves and admires almost everything about his partner but his favorite body parts on you have to be your hands and your hips, he loves to hold your hands in his own or when he can feel your hands all over his chest. He will sometimes come up behind you, his hands will be on your hips and he loves watching your hips move especially when you're riding him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's not too crazy about cum but he's crazy about making you cum so times, it's one of his favorite activities, lol. He will spend one whole afternoon, just giving you oral and making you cum again and again. Not to mention, he loves how good you taste.

He usually has a normal amount of cum and he has a slightly bitter taste, he tastes more bitter than anything and he doesn't expect you to go crazy over his cum but if you do, he will be sure to repay the favor. Also, prefers cumming inside you, on your stomach, and in your mouth.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He tries to keep everything upfront with you in terms of sex like he likes to make sure that you know all of his kinks and whatnot but if he had a dirty secret he would probably like to do semi-public sex or outdoor sex. Also, maybe a little bit of a sir and or ma'am kink.

He doesn't know if you'd be interested in it, especially since the places he has in mind are a bit risky and he knows that being outdoors can get a bit gross especially if it's cold or if there are bugs.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He is a bit experienced if we're going by canon, he's gone at it a few times with Dina and knows his way around a woman, he is a quick learner and will be sure to know your sweet spots in no time.

In terms of guys, he doesn't know crap but he's open to being taught if he's with a male partner.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything where you're both comfortable, anything where he can see your face especially your arousing expressions, he loves missionary and Gemini. He loves to be able to grab and tug at your hair.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Depends on how sex started, if it started after some play-fighting or if you both were in a pillow fight and it leads to sex, then he's gonna be a bit playful and will tease you plenty, he will also make a few jokes in the beginning.

If it was serious or started off with plenty of making out, he's probably gonna be a bit more serious especially since he's very serious about making sure that you are more than pleased.

So, the answer is it depends on how sex or foreplay started.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He has a small bush of hair down there, his hair is midnight black and he trims it so it's not completely out of control and he does it on the days when he has a little downtime. He also doesn't care if you are shaved or if you have a full bush.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He's very affectionate and thoughtful, deep down he's a hopeless romantic and he loves when sex is intimate and romantic between you both, he will kiss almost every inch of your body.

He will run his hands all over your body, he will caress your skin, he will kiss and suck on your neck whilst making love to you, he's a huge romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He rarely masturbates unless one of you is away and you're sending erotic letters to him along with a picture of you, he tries not to do it too often but he probably masturbates once a week. Twice if he's single, he's probably going to masturbate more if he's single.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He's into, dirty talk, sweet-talking, bare-backing (he just likes the no condom aspect of it), pegging, biting, hickeys, begging (on both ends), edge play, and slight exhibitionism.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Of course, the bedroom is gonna be his favorite and the default but he also doesn't mind doing it in the car or if you can find someplace secluded in the woods or in a nice field are his favorites.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

One of the main things that will get him going is his partner teasing him, especially if they wear their hair in a new style or if they're wearing something that shows off a little more skin. Also, if you touch him more and act flirtatious around him, that's one of the main ways to get him in the mood.

Another way to get him in the mood is to wear his jacket or to wear one of his shirts and nothing else, that's one way to get him to jump on you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Nothing like hardcore BDSM or anything where he's going to be hurting you and nothing with bodily fluids as well as anything that's very risky such as very public sex. No toys that are too big and that's pretty much it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He's a huge giver in almost every aspect of his life, he loves to give and loves to go down on you and he's pretty good with his tongue and loves to tease you a lot during oral but you will always be left more than satisfied.

However, he does enjoy feeling your mouth on him and this boy is quite vocal, he will groan and moan your name plenty and will tug and clutch at your hair whilst also being very sweet and encouraging you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He's more on the slow and sensual side of things, he likes to take his time during sex and he loves to savor every little moment and sensation that he feels and that he gives you.

Though if he's rough, he's not that rough and will be sure to make sure he wasn't too rough and he can move his hips hella fast. Rough sex always ends in good aftercare.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn't mind them too much but doesn't do them too often, he usually does them before a patrol, and they're not done often but mostly done before patrols and or before work.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He's willing to take small risks here and there but nothing too crazy such as BDSM and or bondage, but he's open-minded to do some things just better not be messy or something where he has to hurt you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He's willing to go up to 2 or 3 rounds especially with an interesting partner and a partner with good stamina. He's doesn't have a high sex drive but one round won't cut it for him.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He does own one or 2 toys that he likely uses on his partner and sometimes himself if jerking it won't get the job done, probably a little bigger than average dildo that he mostly uses on his lover.

He also owns a vibrator that he likes to use on his lover when they're out in public and sometimes he'll use it to edge his lover.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to do it quite a bit but isn't the kind to tease to the point where he won't stop, he isn't unfair on them and likes to hear his lover beg for it. He loves to see them quiver and likes to feel them buck against him whilst they have this needy and desperate expression that is so worth it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Depends on who's around but most of the time he's not afraid to be vocal, he will let out deep throaty groans and low moans, he will let low curses leave his lips and he will let out either dirty words or sweet words of encouragement.

But he's much louder when he's being teased and edged as well being pegged, he will shout out so many profanities, he will be deeply moaning and panting heavily.

W = Wild card (a random headcannon for the character)

Likes to wear nothing but a pair of gym shorts and will totally work out and shit in front of you just to see you stare at him and will totally call you a pervert for watching him but could lead to the gym shorts on the floor.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's about 6 and a half inches, he has plenty of foreskin, the head of his cock is a rosy red. Small black-trimmed bush above his cock.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Again, he doesn't have a high sex drive but loves to be affectionate with you, he'll hold your hand, he'll come up from behind and will kiss you in front of everyone. Depending on how high your sex drive is he could end up having a higher sex drive but he doesn't need sex all the time as simple affection is enough for him.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Probably will fall asleep a few minutes after talking or if you're both cuddling, he will fall asleep rather quickly with you in his arms. If sex was rough, he'll probably watch after you and let you fall asleep first before falling asleep soon after.

[amazingdriverfics]

Hii! How are u doing, sweetheart? Can i request "“just let me finish this and I swear I will go down on you and make you cum three times.” with Pale?? i just need more pale contenttttt haha! Maybe a part 2?? u choose. lysm xx

A/N: I’m good, thank u so much for asking. I hope u are doing well too.

This took me some time, but it is the longests one shot I ever did, so I’m hoping it counts, sorry.

I truly hope u like it!

Love u, thanks for the kindness

warnings: lots of porn and cheating

My masterlist

Pale had been living in you and Jack’s place for a whole week now, and yet, every time your e/c eyes met his figure your heart skipped a beat. Pale was right, you are ruined for anyone else.

You and Jack rarely had sex ever since your marriage failed, but now every time he touched you, all you could feel was complete boredom. To feel slight pleasure, you would close your eyes and imagine the attractive tall man who had fucked you in the party.

So when your unbearable husband told you that Pale would have to stay an entire month with the two of you, you entered in a blissful state.

Apparently, the man’s apartment was going through some upgrades and Jack didn’t want him to bother to spend his money in some hotel, when you two lived in a fucking mansion.

Ever since Pale got to your beautiful and classic mansion away from the chaos of the city, the bastard had been giving you constantly looks that made your legs want to fail, that caused all of your blood to run directly into your clit and your pussy to grow yet, your panties becoming constantly drenched. You were definetly starved for some good fuck.

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Jack had left for a business trip and you and Pale would be all alone for two full days. In your lustfull state, the images of what he would and could do to you constantly invaded your brain.

Today is the day you are going to do something about, you think to yourself as you watch Pale working is his room. His back covered in a fancy cetim white shirt as smoke revolves the back of his head, provenient from the cigarette in his hand.

Gathering the necessary courage, your hand hits the dark wood open door of his room to make him aware of your presence.

“I was wondering how long it would take for you to show up” his deep voice fills your ears making you shiver.

You hum as an answer, body already entering the room. You make your way to his bed, sitting on the edge of it, carefully placing a leg on top of the other, your hands traveling to the soft navy blue bedspread. The position allows your body to be shown by your transparent nightdress which barely covered your revealing lingerie.

“I knew it wouldn’t take you long.” he says, turning his chair around, dark eyes drinking you in as he finishes the cigarette in his hand.

A smirk grows on his face the more he watches you. “You are such a slut. What would your husband think of you now? Dressed like a whore to the man he let into his home?” he asks you.

“He would think that I’m a whore, just like you do” you answer, the confidence in your voice surprising yourself.

“Too bad that you are a whore just for me. Isn’t that right?” the question goes straight to your cunt which clenches around nothing, the anticipation almost killing you inside.

“Yes, sir” you emphasize the ‘sir’ knowing it would get a reaction from him.

He hums pleased with your attitude as you take a look at his deep brown pants and sees that his cock has already started to press against the fabric, becoming visible to the eye.

“Too bad I’m working right now” he states with malice on his eyes, before turning around and reassuming the position he had been in when you first walked in.

You whine as a reply. Before you could even stop yourself, the sound was out of your mouth. The frustration of not getting what you had been needing for so long clouding you every judgment.

Pale tsks before acknowledging your response. “Now don’t be a brat. Just let me finish this and I swear I will go down on you and make you cum three times, alright?”

“Okay” you reply with unamusement before laying your back on the bed.

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Surprising yourself, you remain patient. You don’t ask him if he’s anywhere near finishing, you don’t complain, you don’t whine. All you do is stare at the ceiling as your head drifts to the very nasty space which Pale frequently occupied.

Before you even notice, you hear the chair cracking as the tall man sitting it in gets up and makes his way over to you.

“It seems like I have to fulfill my part of the deal now” you hear his voice as you feel his strong hands caressing your thighs.

As a reaction, you instantly close your legs and get the upper part of your body up by supporting your weight on your elbows, eyes already meeting his, which makes a spark fly through your body.

“I thought you wanted to be a good slut for me. Am I wrong?” Pale asks you as he arches his eyebrows.

With eagger, you shake your head and open your legs, hoping that it would make him forget about your previous mistake.

“That’s more how I fucking like it” he purrs.

Taking you by surprise, both of his hands leave your soft skin going up in the air before coming back down in a sudden movement, the smack sound filling up the room. As a response, your chest goes forward and a scream leaves your mouth.

As soon as his hand hits your skin, he rubs the stinging area with his warm hands, making sure to also squeeze it, intensifying the pain, but also the pleasure you are feeling.

“Just to make sure you could remember what happens when you don’t behave.” Pale says, taking his hands off of you and taking his head closer to yours, his lips barely touching yours as you feel his hot breathing on your skin.

Leaving you with a ghost sensation on your lips he gets up, staring at your body once more as his right hand reaches his crotch caressing the very visible erection formed.

“I’ll sit on the chair and you are going to strip for me, since you are so fucking good at it, understood?” he commands you and as a reply you nod.

The action didn’t seem please him since it causes him to wrap his huge hand around your throat, the flow of air being interrupted by it as he says in your ear: “When I ask you something, I expect you to use your words”.

A hoarse ‘yes’ comes out of your mouth and he lets you go, stepping away as air finally floods your lungs once again.

You watch as he makes his way to the leather chair, discarting his belt on the pristine floor before sitting in it and facing you, his eyes trained on your figure as you got off the bed ready to give him the show he asked for.

You start with your nightdress, your hands travelling up to touch the soft material of its straps. Slowly, you let them leave your arms which causes the clothing piece to fall to the ground.

Once your feet leave the insides of the dress, you kick it to the side, letting Pale enjoy the view of your white lingerie for a moment. It’s bra, waistband and panties barely covered anything, the only part not visible to the man was your pussy.

You watch as Pale squeezes his cocktip once again causing your pussy to clench.

Not wanting to wait for too long anymore, you start to ease the rest of your layers. You start with the beautifully adorned bra, letting it slip off your body as your eyes stared deep into the man’s dark ones. You watch as his eyes leave yours to adore your now free breast and stiffen nipples.

Before moving onto the rest of lingerie, you take your hand to your sore nubs, toying with them in between your fingers and letting a breath escape your mouth from the small amount of relief.

“Don’t play with me, you won’t like the consequences” he states, giving you a sign to go on with his hand.

And you do as you are told, lowering your hands to the middle part involving your waist and ending on your thighs before easing it off of you, seductively passing your hand against your warm skin.

Continuing with your work, your hands finally close around your white adorned panties - which were already drenched - and you let it fall to the ground, feeling the cold air of the room meet the wetness on it, causing your body hair to stand.

“Let me take care of this pussy now.” Pale says, standing on his feet and taking his shirt off.

Instantly you take in the sight of his defined muscles fighting the urge to run your nails through it, teasing his skin as his plushy lips devoured yours like you had been picturing for quite some time.

“Lay on the bed, time for me to eat” he commands you and like his good little slut you do just as you are told to, dying to feel his hot and devilish tongue against your needy cunt.

As soon as your back touches the bedspread, Pale is all over you. His calloused hands exploring every inch they possibly could while his lips seal yours, his tongue dominating yours just like any other side of him did.

The truth is you were a complete mess under his spell, you are sure that you would do just anything he commanded you to, just because he could make you feel pleasure with every single word, touch and look.

Before you could stop yourself, you separate your lips from his whispering a ‘please’, pleading him with your eyes to touch you, to do anything to relieve the pain on your sore clit which was just as needy for him as you are.

“Needy slut. You are such a dirty slut, you disgust me” he says before literally spitting on your tits, the liquid traveling down your belly and, despite what you would have imagined in the past, the action turns you on even more.

His next action also takes you by surprise. With his tongue, Pale follows the path his spit did, licking the space between your breasts, your belly and giving an open mouth kiss to your belly button where it landed.

After making sure he had cleaned you up, Pale keeps on making his way down. Kissing your inner thighs as his eyes stare deep down into yours.

Finally, his tongue meets your folds, temptly going up and down with a light pressure applied to the action, just enough to make you arch your back, the building anticipation and horniness in your system making you more sensitive than you would normally be.

Pale continues to toy with your folds for a while before closing his lips around your nub and sucking on it hard, the action instantly causes a series of ‘fuck’s to leave your mouth as your eyes close trading the sight of his eyes filled with desire for the darkness.

You feel as he laughs onto your pussy, the vibration against your clit sending electricity in your bloodstream and causing your hand to travel to his hair, not really doing anything other than holding onto it like your life depended on it.

However Pale didn’t stop there. Letting go of your clit with one last suck, he starts to make his way down once more, his tongue licking all the way until your pussy whole where it stops. At first, he just pressures it lightly against the whole, the tip almost easing in, but not really being able to do it and, by the way you see him looking at you when you open your eyes again, you can tell that he is doing it just to tease you, to see how long you can take before screaming for him to ease it in.

The answer is: not too long.

“Puh-lease, Pale. I need you” you scream at the top of your lungs, the frustration of not getting what you want too much for you to handle at the sensitive state you are in.

Your reaction is enough for him to go on, his hot muscle entering your whole and teasing it by swirling and twisting it, so it could touch every inch his tongue could reach and it drives you insane. You hold on tighter to his hair and to the bedspread as a wave starts to form on your lower belly, the wave ready to crash at every second.

Pale makes sure to fuck you with his tongue, easing it inside and out and exploring your insides everytime. Not once, his eyes leave your figure, always dying to drink in your every reaction just like his tongue drank everything your sloppy cunt was able to give him.

The wave crashes over you when Pale’s tongue finally touches the right spot inside and, before you know, you are spilling your release all over his tongue and face, your whole body is trembling and your back leaves the bed.

Pale drinks everything you offer him before leaving your pussy alone and, as soon as you are back to your senses, his lips, glistening with your juices just like his chin and cheeks, are on yours, making you taste yourself as well as staining your face with your own arousal. And you honestly get even more hot for him with it.

“One down, two to go” he states when he lets your lips free of his hold. “Do you think you can take it, slut?” he asks, but Pale doesn’t give you time to answer “I’m going to break your fucking pussy if you can’t”. And it causes you to moan a little too loud, the sound reverberating through the walls of the room.

He, on the other hand, laughs at your reaction, but it doesn’t stop his hand from making its way down as he lays on his side facing you.

You kiss him when his hand finally reaches your cunt, his finger brushing against your sensitive clit which makes you whimper inside his mouth, your hand traveling to his arm and squeezing it hard, because you feel like you would fall apart if you didn’t hold onto Pale.

The sloppy kiss full of tongue and teeth continues as he rubs your clit over and over again while easily putting two of his thick fingers inside your cunt, completely lubricated by your own cum.

Just like everything else, Pale knows what he is doing, his fingers curling inside of you, teasing your walls that repeatedly clench around them as he keeps on eating your moans and whimpers.

It isn’t long before he is capable of fitting three of his fingers inside of you, his thumb still massaging your clit. As he finger fucks you, the wet noise of your cunt eating up greedly all he could give you fills the room as well as the sloppy noises coming from the kiss, both letting it pretty clear just how much you craved his every touch, every kiss, as well as the fact that Pale wasn’t lying when he said you were his slut.

It doesn’t take you long to cum once more, walls milking his cock as you are momentarily taken to another galaxy filled with only pleasure, every single cell in you enjoying the pure bliss only this man could give you.

You come back to your senses when his fingers leave your cunt leaving you feeling empty and, despite the two times he took you over the edge, needier for him.

“Two down, one to go. Time for this pretty pussy to swallow by dick” Pale states, leaving your body alone in the bed as he eases off of the rest of his clothes.

Instantly, your eyes go straight to his thick, swollen and big cock which makes you lose the air for a bit as you are remembered just how big Pale is. He could definitely break you in two.

“On your hands and knees” he commands and you obey, trying to ignore the way your body begged to stay still, the two orgasms clearly taking a toll on you.

As you finally get into position, you feel his weight on the mattress behind you and his hands on your ass giving both of your cheeks a squeeze before guiding one to your waist and the other off your body.

You guess it is now holding his cock since you feel it against your folds going up and down, gathering lubrication.

When he feels like it is enough, Pale starts to insert his cock on you, stretching you in ways you believed to be impossible.

“This pussy was fucking made for me. Can you feel the way it hugs my cock so well?” he asks you, making you clench unintentionally which causes him to moan your name.

“Yesyesyes, Pale, this pussy is all yours to ruin” you reply as he finishes pushing his dick in, the tip touching your cervix.

He mumbles a ‘damn right’ before squeezing your waist and starting to move. Despite the last time, you could never have been ready for how much he filled you. His dick touches every inch of your whole as it enters and leaves.

Pale is truly the death of you, you decide as he sets a precise pace, his dick leaving you before slamming all the way back, his full balls slapping against your cunt just as his hip slammed against you ass rhythmically.

Jack could never do the things Pale does to you and every time he hits your spot making the fire inside of you grow, you are also remembered of that fact. Every time his dirty words meet your ears you are also remembered just how well he seems to know your body, his every touch precisely taking you closer to the edge.

“See, slut? You are going to cum without touching your abused clit. Does your husband please you like that?” Pale asks, as you start to clench more and more around his thick cock, your third orgasm announcing that it was ready to arrive at any given moment now.

“Fuu-uck, Pale. Jack could never” you try to talk as your body keeps on being pushed forward with the strength of his movements.

It takes two more times of his dick touching you inner spot for you to blow into a supernova. For a minute, the whole world goes black and your athoms explode into pleasure just like you.

All you can feel is Pale, his hands squeezing your waist hard, his pelvis hardly pressed against your ass, his head on your shoulder, his cock being milked by your pussy and his seed filling you up as he too explodes into his own release.

You could get used to this.

[soobiniebaby]

Angels & Devils Part XVI : Time’s Up

Tomorrow x Together Fanfiction

~ p a r t s : main post || prologue || part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5 || part 6 || part 7 || part 8 || part 9 || part 10 || part 11 || part 12 || part 13 || part 14 || part 15 || part 16 || part 17 ~ p a i r i n g : love triangle involving choi soobin and choi yeonjun ~ g e n r e : high school au | some social media au | some fluff & angst | childhood friends | love triangle ~ l a n g u a g e : English ~ w a r n i n g : contains swearing, alcohol, kissing (?) and may contain mature themes (angst, etc.) ~ a / n : This will be my first fanfic (go easy on me pls) and i’m just writing this as I go along, so bear with me juseyo The setting (place/country) of the story is up to the reader’s interpretation ~ s u m m a r y : What should she choose? Han Baby: the new girl with a troubled past MO Academy: her new high school Choi Soobin: student council president, member of the Ecosave club, volunteer at the Humane Treatment of Animals, member of the Honor Society, a vocalist in the Jazzed club, the school’s all around golden boy Choi Yeonjun: leader of the Dance club, star of the Jazzed club, the school’s it boy with a bad rep 5 best friends, 1 new girl, 1 childhood friendship, 1 epic love triangle? What will this school year bring?

Yeonjun’s night wasn’t going so well.

All he wanted was to take his girlfriend to one of the biggest school dances of the year, to pick her up from apartment and have his breath taken away but how undoubtedly gorgeous she’d look, to hold her hand in the backseat of his car and maybe toast with a glass of white wine as his driver takes them to the dance, to take silly and sweet photographs as they enter the venue, to watch every guy’s drop as he walks in with her drop-dead gorgeous self into the hall, to hold her close and whisper sweet nothings in her ear while they slow dance under the twinkling lights and fall petals floating down, and to make it a night they’ll never forget as they make their way back to her place after the dance for their own private “afterparty.”

Yet, he found himself in a throng of kids around his age who he knew would be able to live as lavishly and extravagantly as they wanted to without having to work a single day in their lives, striving to make dull conversations about who threw the latest reckless parties and who hooked up with who and who did this that and so on and so forth. For a “business” party, and it was less on networking and more on gossiping and hooking up for these kids. When his father sprung his mandatory attendance at this event, Yeonjun had initially thought of asking B to come with him so that they’d at least be able to spend the evening together, whether it be at the Fall Ball or not, and he knew that her presence would make it so much more bearable. But as soon as he heard who was hosting the event, he knew inviting B would be a bad idea. Because the event was being hosted by none other than Kim Jisoo, successor to the biggest Technology Firm in the country.

And Yeonjun was quick to learn that wherever Kim Jisoo went, Park Rose was sure to follow.

And right on cue, he spots her.

Her long red hair fell down her shoulders like a velvet curtain, her figure flaunted by the blue slip dress that hung off her body elegantly. She spots him at the same time and gives him a wave. Again, he feels as if he were transported 2 years back to the past, feeling tongue-tied and breathless in her presence. He shakes it off before waving back to her, and she makes his way towards him.

“Hey babe, I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon.” Rose says, instinctively leaning in to kiss his cheek.

“It’s a party hosted by Kim Jisoo, so my father forced me to come tonight. And I’m not your babe.” he says, though he makes no move to avoid her kiss on his cheek.

“Sorry, I guess it feels a bit weird seeing you again after we’ve broken up. It’s a habit, I guess.” she says, giggling. “Did you come here alone tonight? No friends? Where’s your girlfriend?”

“Yeah, my friends and girlfriend are actually at MO Academy for the Fall Ball. I’m actually gonna ditch this party as soon as I can then head on over to the school dance, but don’t tell Jisoo cause she might not let me go so easily.” he says, taking a sip out of the champagne in his glass.

“Ah, the Fall Ball. I remember how beautiful the last one was. Remember, they covered the whole dance floor with autumn leaves? Then I sprained my ankle when that song by Twice came on and I couldn’t help but dance along.” Rose laughs, fondly remembering the evening. “A swollen ankle wasn’t enough to spoil our little afterparty at The Eastwood though.” she says, referring to the hotel they had booked that night and the hours they spent tangled in the sheets.

“Yeah, I’m sure it’ll be even better this year since the guys and I are the student council leaders now.” Yeonjun says, brushing off her comments about the past.

Rose pouts. “Come on, lighten up Junnie! No need to pretend that you and I are strangers. We’re friends, right?”

Yeonjun raises a brow. “Yeah, sure, friends.” It was something he never thought of Rose as, but given their situation, it felt like an appropriate label. “As a friend, do you want to go around and do that thing we used to do at lame parties like these?” he says, another memory of them popping up.

Rose giggles, remembering how they used to go around the party, pick a couple or group to watch, and make up dialogue for them. It was a fun and entertaining way to get it through a night like this, surrounded by shallow and stuck up trust fund kids. “Ah, now that’s what a friend at a party like this is for.” she says, her eyes quickly scanning the room before landing on a group of people. “Okay, look over there, let’s call the man Mr. Bass, and let’s say he’s got his arm wrapped around his girlfriend yet he’s so obviously flirting with their companion Mr. Archibald…”

The rest of Yeonjun’s time at the party was spent that way, with him and Rose going around the room, people-watching, dialogue-making, story-telling, sipping on Chardonnay and laughing together just like the good old days. The best dialogue they made up was one between Rose’s own friend group, Jisoo, Jennie and Lisa, wherein the pair of them made up a story about how Jisoo and Lisa were trying to outshine each other for Jennie’s affection.

“Wow, Rose, I have to admit that when I stepped foot into this place, I never would have thought I’d actually have fun tonight.” Yeonjun says after they sneak away in a fit of giggles. “Our dialogues tonight weren’t the best, but I’ve gotta say, the one with Lisa, Jennie and Jisoo was genius. Is there any truth to it, or is it purely fiction?”

“Well I made up the scenario, but honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if a bit of it ended up being true.” Rose says, nursing the wine glass in her hand. “I have to say, I thought tonight would be just another night of me glued to the same 3 girls I’ve been stuck with the past year, so thank you. I had fun with you tonight.”

Yeonjun smiles at her. “Speaking of Jisoo, do you think it would be safe for me to leave now? The dance will be ending in about an hour, and I’d really like to catch at least a bit of it before the night ends.”

“Oh, you can’t just slip out cause that might get you on her bad side. You have to come and say goodbye to her, but don’t worry, I’ve got a fullproof plan to ensure that she’ll let you go.” Rose says, giving him a smile before taking a sip of wine.

“Follow my lead.” Rose whispers to Yeonjun, linking their arms together before approaching Jisoo, Jennie and Lisa.

“Hey girls, where have you been all night? I feel like I haven’t seen you around.” Rose says, greeting the 3.

“We could say the same about you. I was starting to worry about you, I feel like I haven’t seen you all night!” Jisoo exclaims, before her eyes settle on the man Rose had on her arm. “But I guess I had no reason to worry after all, looks like you found yourself some company.” she says, smiling knowingly at the pair. “Hello Yeonjun, I’m glad to see you were able to make it to my party tonight.”

“It’s my pleasure, Jisoo.” Yeonjun says politely. “I really had fun.”

“Yes, tonight was fun, but I hope you don’t mind if I leave and take Junnie here with me?” Rose says, giving a pout. “I think I’ve had a little too much to drink and I’m not feeling well. Yeonjun has offered to drive me home.”

Yeonjun subtly raises a brow at her, but she throws him a quick wink.

“Oh no, are you okay? You look like you should lie down.” Lisa says, her brows furrowed with concern.

“Don’t worry about her, ladies. I’d be glad to give her a ride home and make sure she’s okay.” Yeonjun says, quickly catching on to Rose’s plan.

“Oh, Yeonjun dear, thank you so much!” Jisoo squeals, quickly leaning forward and giving him a peck on the cheek. “You’re such a darling. Thank you for looking out for our dear Rose.”

“No problem at all.” Yeonjun says. “We’ll be on our way now, I think Rose really needs to lie down.” he says to Rose, who dramatically puts a hand over her forehead.

“Yes, I think I really do. Thanks again, Yeonjun. Girls, I’ll see you all soon. And Jisoo, I’m sorry I have to leave early, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” she says, batting her eyelashes at the girls.

Jisoo waves a hand in the air. “Nonsense, your presence here tonight was more than enough. You too, Yeonjun! Thank you for coming tonight.”

The pair waves at the 3 girls one more time before they walk away, snickering and giggling.

“Wow, that was genius. Thanks, Rose.” Yeonjun says. “I guess I’m free to go now. Do you, uh, do you really feel sick? Do you want me to give you a ride home?”

Rose laughs. “Am I that good of an actress? No, I feel perfectly fine, that was just an excuse so Jisoo would let us go. But I wouldn’t mind a ride home, thanks.” she says, smiling at him sweetly. “I mean, you owe me now so it’s only fair that I get a free ride home.”

Yeonjun shakes his head, smiling as he pulls out his phone and texts his driver to pick him up at the front entrance. “Alright, let’s go then.”

Yeonjun had to admit that his evening wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. He was worried that he wouldn’t be able to escape from the party, but here he was in his car with his driver driving away from it. He was dreading having to see his ex again, but he was pleasantly surprised by how her company had made the night tolerable, or fun even. The ride to her house wasn’t a very long one seeing as she lived in the same neighborhood as Jisoo did, but the whole time was spent with the 2 of them laughing and reminiscing, just like the good old days.

“Ah, here we are.” Rose says as the car stops in front of her house. “Junnie, I just wanted to say thank you for tonight.”

Yeonjun smiles at her as his driver gets out of the car and opens the door open for her. “No problem, Rose. I had fun too, thanks to you.”

Rose gives him a smile back, and before he knew it, she was leaning in and he was closing his eyes as her lips met his, melding together like 2 pieces of a puzzle. She tries to deepen the kiss by tangling her hands in his hair, but he pulls away, drawn back to the present-day reality.

“Rose, sorry, I can’t do this. I’m in love with someone else.” he says, his lips stinging as the guilt starts to hit him. “And I’m leaving to go meet up with her right now. Look, I had fun tonight, but like you said, we’re friends. Nothing more.”

Rose sighs, retracting her hands from his shoulders. She sits up, straightening out her dress before she says “Friends. Right, thanks again for tonight Junnie.”

As she stands up and exits the car, she takes one look back at him. “Whoever you love now, I hope they know how lucky they are. But I also hope you know that I don’t think you and I will ever be just friends, and tonight was proof of that. I’ll always love you, Junnie.” she says, giving him a small wave before she walks away, slamming the car door shut behind her.

Yeonjun watches her walk up to the front door, wanting to make sure that she’d make it into her house safely. Once she was out of his sight, he lets out a deep breath, one he didn’t realize he was holding in his chest. He leans back against the car seat, running a hand through his hair. His night wasn’t going the way he thought it would, but hopefully meeting B at the Fall Ball would set things back on track.

Or so he thought.

•°•

He wasn’t expecting the pang of jealousy that hit him when he finally saw B at the Fall Ball.

She was right when she said that his jaw would drop when he saw her dress. She looked breathtaking, and he smiled to himself when he noticed that her blue dress matched his blue hair perfectly. But when he noticed that she was on the dance floor with her face buried in some other guy’s chest and this guy’s hands around her waist, he felt his blood boil.

How dare someone else hold his girlfriend like that.

But as they sway to the music and they shift their positions, Yeonjun finds himself surprised when he finally gets a look at the guy’s face.

It was Soobin. Yeonjun should’ve known by the way he towered over B, and because of the fact that he had asked Soobin to step in for him until he could make it to the dance, but the feeling of seeing him hold B that way shocked Yeonjun.

He felt betrayed.

He trusted Soobin enough to know that he would never make a move on his girlfriend behind his back, but he couldn’t deny the sparks he saw whenever Soobin and B were together. All the way back from the first day of school when Soobin caught her from falling down the front steps of MO Academy, to Hueningkai’s birthday party when Yeonjun was people-watching and he noticed how Soobin had his eyes fixed on B the whole night, to the night of his birthday party when he noticed how flustered Soobin got when he had to kiss B, to tonight when he saw how intimate Soobin and B looked locked in each other arms on the dance floor.

He knew he wasn’t the best boyfriend, especially given the fact that he had kissed his ex girlfriend a total of 2 times now behind his current girlfriend’s back, but he couldn’t help the jealousy that was starting to pound into his ears. He knew that B got jealous too, and maybe she had good reason to given his history with Rose, but those were both mistakes. Those kisses weren’t his fault, and it was only normal for him to feel a little jealous too, seeing her with another guy.

Before he knew what he was doing, his feet were guiding him towards the pair on the dance floor and he finds himself tapping Soobin on the shoulder.

He sees a flash of something in Soobin’s face when he turns and sees Yeonjun standing there, but he ignores it. Instead, he smiles and says “Excuse me, but may I interrupt?”

B’s head snaps out of Soobin’s chest then, her eyes meeting his now, wide with surprise.

“Yeonjun! Y—you’re here.” she exclaims, jumping out of Soobin’s arms and towards Yeonjun.

He smiles at her endearingly. “Hey, Baby. I made it right on time.”

He watches as her eyes shift between him and Soobin before she smiles and gives Yeonjun a hug. He engulfs her in his arms, kissing the top of her head, his nose scrunching up when he realizes that her smell was tainted with hints of baby powder and vanilla. Soobin’s scent.

Soobin gives him a pat on the back then. “Glad you could make it. Cleaned up pretty nicely, too.” Yeonjun smirks. Of course he made sure to look his best. He had an extra shirt, tie and coat tucked away in his car and he changed on the way to MO Academy.

“Are you flirting with me?” he says jokingly. “Thanks for taking care of my Baby for tonight, Soob.” he says, purposely wrapping an arm around B’s shoulders and pulling her to his side.

“Don’t mention it. You 2 enjoy the rest of the night now, I’ll see you back at the table.” Soobin says, flashing a warm smile before he retreats, turning his back to them.

Yeonjun nods at him and watches as he walks away, but before he can get very far, B suddenly takes a step forward and reaches for his arm.

“Soobin, wait.” she says, causing both of the boys to freeze. Yeonjun stares at her hand clutched onto the ends of Soobin’s sleeve as Soobin looks back at her.

“Yes, B?” he asks tentatively. Cautiously.

B’s silent for a moment, and although her back was turned to Yeonjun, he could tell that she was struggling to say whatever it was she wanted to.

“I just wanted to say, um, thank you. For tonight.” she finally says, and Yeonjun feels a pang of guilt in his chest as he recalls how Rose had sad the exact same thing to him earlier that night before they shared a kiss.

“No problem, B. The pleasure was all mine.” Soobin says, smiling warmly at B and giving Yeonjun a small nod before turns and disappears into the crowd.

As Soobin walks away, Yeonjun wraps his arms around B’s waist, resting his chin on her shoulder, mildly disturbed to once again catch a whiff of baby powder and vanilla. He leans in close, close enough so that his lips would brush against her ear as he whispers “You wanna dance, Baby?”

She turns to face him, a bright smile on her face. “I’d love to.” she says.

Yeonjun grins, subtly rubbing his face in the crook of her neck, hoping that some of his scent would rub off on her skin to get rid of Soobin’s smell, before he grabs her hand and spins her around on the dance floor, causing her to squeal and giggle.

Back at table 21, Soobin watches as B lays her head on Yeonjun’s chest, her hands laid on his shoulders as his arms circled around his waist, and he tries to put himself in Yeonjun’s place, which he was in up until a few moments ago. He watches as the 2 of them slowly move to the rhythm of the mellow music, and he watches as Yeonjun plants a gentle kiss on B’s forehead as the song ends, until a new one starts and they start dancing again.

And again.

And again.

He watches until Taehyun finally announces that the Jazzed club had already performed their final song for the night, and that the DJ will be accepting song requests.

He watches until Taehyun, Beomgyu and Kai finally get off stage and join him at their table, Yuna eventually joining them too, taking her place beside Kai.

“Soobin?” Taehyun asks, noticing how spaced out Soobin looked.

“Hm?” he responds, his eyes still absentmindedly watching the couples still dancing in the ballroom, or at least, on one couple in particular.

“Are you okay?” Taehyun asks, nudging him until Soobin’s eyes meet his.

Soobin forces a smile. “I’m good, yeah.” he says, leaving Taehyun unconvinced.

Taehyun takes a quick look around their table, making sure that Kai and Yuna wouldn’t hear him, before he leans in a bit closer and says “I saw you dancing with B earlier, and it looked like things were going well. What happened? Where is she?”

Soobin hesitates, chewing on his bottom lip before he tries to subtly tilt his head in the direction of the dance floor. Taehyun follows the direction, confused at first, until he spots a familiar head of blue hair in the crowd and the girl he had his arms around.

“Ah.” Taehyun quietly says, looking back at Soobin with a regretful look in his eyes. He gently pats his hand over his on the table. “So he came.”

Soobin smiles at him again, a little more genuine this time. “Yes, and I’m glad he did. Look how happy she is now that he’s here.”

“Mm-hm, I mean she looked pretty happy when I spotted you 2 on the dance floor earlier, but if it means anything, at least Yeonjun kept his promise. I was worried he wouldn’t make it, knowing how strict his dad is when it comes to business endeavors.” Taehyun says. “When did he get here?”

“Um, about 30 minutes ago?” Soobin says, trying to count the number of times he watched Yeonjun kiss the top of B’s head with every song that ended. “They’ve been dancing since he got here.”

Taehyun raises a brow. “Well, we all know how much Yeonjun loves to dance. I’m sure they’ll stop by the table to rest for a bit though. Are you sure you wanna be sitting here for the rest of the night? You could ask someone to dance with you, or go for some refreshments.” Taehyun offers. “Gyu and I will just resting for a bit before we hit the dance floor.”

“Yeah, my date’s been too busy dealing with last minute crisises all evening, we haven’t danced to a single song.” Beomgyu suddenly butts in, whining.

“It’s crises, not crisises.” Taehyun corrects him, grimacing yet inwardly wondering how he ended up falling for someone who could make such an adorably simple grammatical error. “And I promise we’ll dance soon. I’m just checking on Soobin.”

“Oh no, please, go ahead and dance. You guys should enjoy your evening.” Soobin says, feeling embarrassed now. “You don’t have to worry about me, I’m perfectly fine. I’ll be heading out and making rounds in a bit to check if everything is going smoothly anyway.”

“You heard him, c’mon Tyun, Soobin’s a big boy who can handle himself perfectly fine.” Beomgyu says, tugging on his date’s arm.

Taehyun looks around the table, noticing that Kai and Yuna had already left and were probably somewhere on the dance floor. He gives Soobin one last look before he sighs. “Alright, whatever you say. But if you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know, okay? I’m here for you.” he says, gently squeezing Soobin’s shoulder before letting himself be dragged away by a very persistent Beomgyu.

Soobin watches as Beomgyu drags him right to the middle of the dance floor, the crowd magically parting to let them through. All eyes seem to be following them as Beomgyu flamboyantly wave an arm in the air before holding his hand out to Taehyun, who rolls eyes before taking his hand, letting out a squeal in surprise as Beomgyu suddenly twirls him around before pulling him towards him, the 2 boys chest to chest with Beomgyu’s hands on Taehyun’s waist as they start to sway to the music.

“Wow, look at that. Who knew Gyu and Tyun would be so freaking adorable together?” B says, watching in awe as all eyes lock on the 2 boys in the middle of the dance floor.

“I have to admit, they are pretty cute together.” Yeonjun says, leaning down to whisper in B’s ear. “But I think we’re cuter.”

She giggles as his breath tickles her neck. “Oh, hush. Look at them! They look amazing together.” she says, and right on cue she sees Beomgyu say something in Taehyun’s ear and the younger boy rolls his eyes but then suddenly smiles at the former, unable to stop himself. “They’re definitely cuter than us.”

“Stop saying that, we’re adorable!” Yeonjun huffs. “I even ducked out of that stupid business party and rushed over here just so I could see you tonight.” he pouts playfully. “If that’s not adorable, then I don’t know what that is.”

“Sweet, that’s what it is.” B says, reaching up to cup his face in her hand. “The sweetest, actually. Thanks for being here, Junnie. It means a lot to me.”

He smiles easily, his cheeks warming up as she looks up at him. “It’s my pleasure. Anything for you, Baby.” he says, pulling her closer. “Because I love you.”

Now it was her turn to have her cheeks heat up. She lets out an awkward laugh, flustered. “Thanks again.” she says, not sure if she was ready to tell him she loved him back yet. “How was your evening, by the way? Was the party boring? Are you tired?” she asks, wanting to change the topic.

He laughs, knowing she was shy. “Ah, it wasn’t much of a party. It was more like a gathering of boring rich people trying to out-talk each other about who’s richer and who’s business is doing better and whatnot. It was physically and mentally draining to be there, but I feel so much better now that I’m here with you.” he says, as smooth as ever.

B raises a brow. “You always know what to say, don’t you?” she says. “My feet are starting to kill me in these heels. Do you think we can take a little break and sit at the table?”

Yeonjun nods, easily accepting her suggestion. “Whatever you want, Baby.” he says, leading her away from the dance floor and back to table 21, surprised to see that it was empty.

“Wow, I guess all the guys are busy with their dates.” Yeonjun says, sitting down after pulling a chair for B. “I wonder if Soobin has found someone to keep him company tonight, too.”

B’s eyes search the crowd, spotting their friends one by one, save for the said boy. “Ah, if Soobin’s not at the table he’s either getting some refreshments or dealing with behind the scenes stuff to check if things are running smoothly.”

“How are you so sure he’s not dancing with anyone?” Yeonjun asks, raising a brow.

“I’ve been trying to convince him to ask a girl to dance all night, but I guess he’s just taking his duty as Student Council President too seriously to relax and enjoy himself.” B says, shaking her head.

“That sounds like Soobin.” Yeonjun says, taking a quick peek at his phone before setting it down on the table. “Speaking of refreshments, want anything? I could get you a drink or maybe some snacks?” he offers.

B nods. “Oh, yes please! I mean, I knew you love to dance, but I don’t think I can keep up. I need to rehydrate before I step foot on the dance floor again.”

Yeonjun laughs. “My body’s used to it from all the hours I’ve spent training and practicing.” he says. “Okay, you sit tight and I’ll be right back with a couple of drinks, alright?” he says, planting a quick peck on her forehead before making his way to the refreshments table on the other side of the event hall.

B takes the time alone to marvel at the evening, from the beauty of the event hall to the performances by the Jazzed club to Yeonjun appearing right on time. She crosses her legs under the table, absentmindedly tapping her foot to the beat of the music, counting the number of couples dancing past their table, until she feels a buzz on the table and hears the ring of a message alert tone.

Her eyes instinctively move towards the direction of the sound, moving down leading towards Yeonjun’s phone on the table.

Upon seeing what the notification was for, she wishes that she didn’t follow her instincts.

She feels her entire body go cold, her eyes repeatedly reading the message until the screen goes black, the words etched in her mind. Surely, there must have been some mistake. Maybe she just was just seeing things. Before she can convince herself that her eyes must’ve been playing tricks on her, Yeonjun’s phone rings, the screen lighting up with a new message, the messages displayed on his lock screen clear as day.

Before she could fully stomach what she was seeing, Yeonjun returns to the table with 2 wine glasses in hand, taking his seat next to her. He was saying something about how he spotted a few couples getting a little too intimate on the dance floor, but his voice just sounded garbled to her. All she could do at the moment was try to absorb and make sense of what she saw and figure what she would do about it.

Yeonjun grabs her hand on the table then, snapping her out of her thoughts as he notices that she hadn’t been paying attention to a word he was saying. He turns her palm face up and lightly traces along the lines and creases, knowing how much she liked it when he did that.

“Baby? You okay?” he asks, concern plastered on his face.

She wanted to say ‘Yeah, it’s nothing’ or maybe something like ‘No, but let’s talk about it later.’ But before she could collect her thoughts and compose herself, her mouth spoke out the words without her consent.

“Were you with Rose tonight?”

Yeonjun freezes, his hand going still over hers, and her heart sinks as she realizes that it was true.

“Why would you think that, Baby?” he asks carefully, and her heart sinks further, lurching somewhere in the pit of her stomach.

“Yeonjun. Were you with her tonight, and did you give her a ride home?” she asks, and when he doesn’t respond, she continues. “You left your phone face up on the table when you left to get drinks. And while you were away, the screen lit up with a text message from her. I wasn’t trying to snoop or anything, I never had any reason to doubt you or feel the need to worry about you hiding anything from me. Until now, that is. All I did was look down and I saw it without even meaning to, so if you were gonna hide it from me, you should have tried harder. Heck, it’s like you didn’t even try to hide it at all.”

“Baby, no—” he begins, but B’s eyes widen as another thought comes into her mind and she interrupts him, the words pouring out of her mouth as the thoughts enter her mind.

“Oh god, you didn’t even try, did you? You were with her and you didn’t even try to hide it. Is it cause you wanted me to find out? Is this your way of saying that you don’t wanna be with me anymore? Is this your messed up way of letting me know that you’ve been seeing her and maybe you didn’t know how to tell me so you leave your phone here on purpose so I’ll see it and get the hint?”

“It’s not like that.” Yeonjun says, his eyes trying hard to relay what he was feeling.

“I get it. You wanted to be with her tonight so you go to that stupid business party but then come here to break things off with me? Or heck, maybe you wanted to get lucky with me tonight before breaking things off with me to be with her, is that it? That’s what Choi Yeonjun does, love ‘em and leave ‘em, right?” she says, her tone becoming less shocked and confused and more frantic and spiteful.

Yeonjun looks at her, the hurt in his eyes apparent in his face. She was spiraling, the thoughts swirling around in her head growing more twisted and mixed up the more she thought about it, but she couldn’t help it. Her thoughts were coming out unbidden, as if her mind was flooded and her mouth was a stream just letting it all out

“Baby, Baby please, listen to me. Let’s go outside, someplace quiet.” Yeonjun says, standing up and begging her with his eyes to follow him. “Baby please, come on.” he pleads, lightly tugging on her hand.

She takes a deep breath and nods almost mechanically, standing up and following his lead. As he guides her through the crowded event hall and out into the hallway, he keeps looking back at her to see if she was still following, but whenever his eyes met hers, it felt like she wasn’t even there. They pass by Soobin on their way out, speaking to the security team at the entrance about the guest list and the tickets. When Soobin catches sight of Yeonjun looking tense and B following behind him, he’s confused. When his eyes meet Yeonjun’s, they’re full of nothing but concern, but Yeonjun just shakes his head at him without stopping.

He only stops when they reach the parking lot, the sound of music playing from the event hall almost inaudible outside in the chill of the night. As a gust of cold wind blows between them, he attempts to offer her his coat to keep her warm, but she holds her hand up, unbothered by the cold.

“Yeonjun. I need you to tell me what’s going on right now, because I swear, I’m going out of my mind trying to comprehend what I saw.” B says, her voice oddly calm and detached.

Yeonjun takes a deep breath before he begins, saying a little prayer that things would go well. “Okay, yes, I was with Rose tonight. The business party I attended was hosted by Kim Jisoo, and if my birthday party was any indication, where Kim Jisoo is, Rose naturally would be there too.” Yeonjun admits. “I wanted to invite you to come to the party with me, but I knew how excited you were for the Fall Ball and I didn’t want to ruin your night by forcing you to come to this stupid party with my ex present, so I thought it would be better if I simply stopped by the party for a bit and then spend the rest of my night here with you.”

“So is that supposed to make me feel better? And what makes you so sure I would’ve preferred going to the dance without you over going to some stupid party with you?” B asks, her frustration growing. “Why did you make that decision for me? And if you felt so forced to attend this stupid party, why did you have to spend the evening with her? Why did she feel the need to text you then? Were you hanging out with her the whole time? Did you even try to keep your distance from her after I’ve told you how uncomfortable I feel about you with her?”

“Baby, that’s not fair, I was just—”

“You know what’s not fair? You attending a party knowing fully well that your ex would be there. No, wait, I know your attendance at the party and the attendance of your ex at the party is something beyond your control, but Yeonjun, you could’ve at least told me about it! You could’ve given me a heads up, you could’ve simply let me know instead of doing it behind my back.”

“Baby, the only reason I didn’t tell you is because I didn’t want to ruin your night and I didn’t want you to feel bad. I was just trying to protect you!” Yeonjun says, his voice raising slightly when hers did.

B looks at him incredulously. “Wow, protect me? By lying to me? Yeonjun, I’d rather live with the hard cold shitty truth than live in blissful ignorance with a lie. And can you honestly say that the only reason you hid this from me was to protect me? There’s no other reason why you didn’t tell me?”

Yeonjun hesitates, only for a moment, but seeing it made B flinch. Over the course of their relationship, there were a few things that she had taken notice of about Choi Yeonjun. When he was excited about something, his voice would go a few octaves higher. When he was nervous about something, he would bounce on the balls of his feet nonstop. And when he was lying about something? He would take a deep breath and his eyes would fall to the ground, which is exactly what he did just now.

Upon seeing her flinch, Yeonjun starts to panic, feeling a sense of alarm, as if he could either make or break the situation depending on how the next few moments play out, as if there were a ticking time bomb and he only had a few minutes to defuse it before it exploded.

“Baby, look, Rose means nothing to me. Seeing her tonight was just a chore, and I only hung around her cause my father wants me to stay on Kim Jisoo’s good side, and you know she and Rose are close friends—” he reaches for her, hoping that his touch would break down her walls, but she steps away from him.

“Okay, let’s just cut the crap. I am willing to let this go, to forget all about this and merrily move on and dance the night away with you if you honestly tell me one thing.” B says.

Yeonjun looks at her hopefully, nodding eagerly. “Yes, yes, alright, what is it?”

B takes a deep breath. “Has anything ever happened between you and Rose since we started dating?”

She watches as the hopeful light in Yeonjun’s eyes dies, his face dropping and his shoulders sagging, and she feels her heart break into a million pieces.

“Thanks. That’s all I needed to know.” she says, her voice cracking as her hands start to shake.

“I’m sorry. Baby, I’m sorry, but I promise, it wasn’t that bad, it was barely even—” he begins again, but she couldn’t handle it anymore. All she could feel was her heart being torn out of her chest and bleeding out on the pavement. She squeezes her eyes shut.

“Yeonjun.”

B could feel the heat behind her eyes, knowing that tears were threatening to fall. She could feel heart pounding out of her chest, her hands shaking as she bunches them into fists at her side, clenching them together to stop herself from falling apart right then and there. “I don’t think I can do this anymore.” she continues, knowing that it was true.

“Baby, please, wait.” Yeonjun pleads, taking a step forward and reaching a hand out towards her. She closes her eyes and takes a small step back, keeping the distance between them. He visibly flinches, hurt by her aversion, but he continues to speak. “Please, take 3 deep breaths and try to calm down. Hear me out. Please.”

B keeps her eyes shut, shaking her head. “Yeonjun, no. I can’t do this. I don’t know how I can possibly get past this. I don’t think I could ever let this go.” How did her night go so horribly wrong? She was wearing the most beautiful dress she had ever laid her eyes on, she was having a blast at the Fall Ball, dancing her heart out letting go of all the worries she had, and she had been surrounded by people who she knew loved and cared for her.

So how the hell did she get here?

Yeonjun feels his heart drop. “So what do you want to happen now? What do you want me to do? Tell me anything, and I’ll do it. Baby, I’ll do anything for you. Just please tell me how I can make this right.” he starts, pleading helplessly as he feels her pulling away.

“You want to know what I want to happen?” B asks, gathering up the strength to look him right in his eyes, tears falling down from her own as she says, “I want this to stop. This, us, this evening, this pain, this nightmare, I just want this all to stop. I think the best thing you could do for me now is just let me go, don’t make this hurt any more than it already does. Just let me go.” she says, now pleading as well, tears now spilling uncontrollably down her face. “Yeonjun, please, just let me go.”

“Baby, please, don’t.” Yeonjun says, his voice cracking as what she was saying hits him, knocking the air out of his lungs as his breaths start to come out in sharp gasps, his eyes damp with tears that threatened to fall.

B shakes her head, taking a shaky breath and biting her lip to stop it from quivering. She takes one last look at him looking painfully beautiful with is blue hair blowing in the wind, his soft eyes looking at her like a lost child, his plump lips shaking as he tries not to cry. She takes one last moment to look at the boy she loved before she says

“This is goodbye, Yeonjun. I’m breaking up with you.” •°• Author’s note: Thank you so much for your patience!! The past few weeks have been very hectic. The typhoon that hit my country a few days ago and the 2 days I spent without electricity definitely didn’t help, but alas, here’s chapter 16!! Please let me know what you think, don’t be afraid to leave a message, anonymous or not, cause my asks are open!! I’m still trying to figure out how to make my Tumblr more easy to navigate, but don’t be afraid to reach out to me!! Don’t forget to stream We Lost The Summer MV!!