#now I’m watching 3 at once like what the hell 😭😭😭

[jiisoooo]

got out of my kpop phase just to enter my anime phase this is so embarrassing

[captainfern]

Hi fernie ☺️

I wanted to request some sweet time waking up next to Price/Gaz after getting back with them… these ex-husband and ex-boyfriend tropes are so bittersweet and I love them but I also crave some solid resolutions 😭 You can make this smut or pure fluff, whatever you want.

Thank you ❤️

ex-husband price, but the “ex” lays on significantly blurred lines now.

fem!reader, 18+ [unprotected piv, etc] — lazy writing/editing + formatting sorry

a/n: i’m so sorry for how late this is !! i’m literally terrible at completing my asks 😭 i hope this is good enough <3

He had come crawling back to you last night.

Amidst the howling wind and the cold, sleeting rain, John appeared on your doorstep like a stray dog— hair wet and clinging to his forehead, his clothes soaked through, his lips quirked into a slightly embarrassed smile.

And then, then he looked at you with those warm eyes, his pupils expanding beneath the weight of his gaze, and you folded.

Of course you folded.

You let him inside, allowed him into the cradle of your very life. A life in which you had built around the absence of him.

The divorce happened a year ago. The constant strain of John being away, and the crippling loneliness his job brought you, was too much to bear. Without him, your home had felt like a shell of itself, so empty and quiet. Separation allowed you to make your own home not-so reliant on him.

And maybe it was hard. Maybe you did cry for him, yearn for him in the penetratingly dark hours of the morning— a want for his body pressed to yours, a need for his heat against your chilled skin.

But you had to move on. You were strong and, once the initial emptiness of your ring finger no longer bothered you, you were set free. The shackles of grief snapped and crumpled and allowed you to spring forth into a fresh life.

Yet, the night he appeared on your front step, cold and white like a wraith against a sea of black, you allowed him entry.

There was no hesitation like you convinced yourself there’d be. There was no sort of what the hell are you doing here, John? You simply sighed, your heart clenching beneath the calloused fingers of your reappearing grief, and stepped aside.

He had thanked you profusely.

And then broke down.

Still in his wet clothes, he hung his head and let tears well in his eyes, his hands balled into fists at his sides as he attempted to control his emotions. You watched him patiently, your own sadness itching tightly at the back of your throat.

He apologised. For everything you knew affected the relationship, and for everything he thought affected the relationship.

Long periods of absence, missing important milestones in your life and holidays, the strained communication when in the field. He apologised for it all, shaking and dripping like the lost dog he was.

When he looked up at you, eyes red and glossy with tears, his cheeks rouged beneath his facial hair and lips bitten from nervousness, you broke too.

Of course I miss you, tumbled from your lips. Of course I still think about you. Of course I haven’t been with anyone else. Of course I want you back—

The two of you broke like a dam, a crack of lightening outside acting as the starting gun, spurring you on as you moved in unison, meeting together in a searing kiss that made you whine out for him. But his groan of pleasure, of relief, was louder than any sound he had ever made before. It made your heart flutter.

That night, he held you so impossibly close to him that you feared you may sink into him— that your souls would intertwine within the heat of him, and you’d be stuck with him forever. But, after a moment, you realised it wasn’t fear. You’d happily seep into the grooves of his soul if he let you.

The next morning, you awoke bundled in his strong, warm arms, the coarse hairs a deliciously familiar juxtaposition against your soft flesh. You moaned quietly as you drifted awake.

John stirred behind you, the arm he had around your midriff moving, his large hand moving to splay across the curve of your bare tummy. He pressed against the warm fat, nose in the crook of your neck, nuzzling you. You whined when he gripped your tummy, but he just chuckled quietly with a kiss to the pulse beneath your ear.

Only now did you realise, against the warmth of the skin above your navel, that John was still wearing his wedding band.

It made your stomach flip.

Last night, while he had your knees to your ears, his cock heavy inside you, he asked about your rings.

“In the drawer— fuck— the bedside table—!” You moaned, his hips snapping forward, his stomach pressed to yours, pinning you to the bed.

He stopped only to lean over and open the drawer. Then, he fished out both your extravagant engagement ring, and the more simply wedding ring. Then, he resumed his thrusts, knocking another moan from your chest.

When you came around his cock with an earth-shattering orgasm, a moan of “Yes, John!” echoing through the room, he slipped the rings back onto your finger. Your sweet moans were a welcome nostalgia, a guilty-pleasure in this very moment. He came inside you after that.

Now, John was kissing the pulse behind your ear, arms around you, his chest to your back as he slotted one of his legs between yours, separating them so he could rut his hardening cock between the plushness of your thighs.

“I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered to you, the leaking tip of his cock rubbing against your wet folds, dipping in and out in a gentle rut with each movement of his hips. “I’ve missed my pretty wife.”

The hand on your stomach snaked down, brushing over your mound and then cupping you there, a finger pressing to the already swollen bud of your clit. He hummed when he began to run circles across it, slow and steady.

You mewled, arse moving backwards to press against him, then moving forward again to buck into his touch. The warmth of his cock between your thighs had your pussy fluttering, leaking.

“John…” You whispered, flexing the muscles of your thighs, the sensation against John’s cock making him groan. You begged, “Please, I need you.”

“Then you’ll have me,” he whispered back, the ruddy tip of his cock finally snagging against your entrance. He slowly, slowly began pushing inside, splitting you open with a soft, wet sound. He moaned against your neck. “You’ll have me forever, sweetheart. Whenever you want me, you’ll have me.”

John bottomed out with one final lazy snap of his hips against your arse. You both moaned, the air around you warm and thick like honey.

His cock reached so deeply inside you, nudging the pliant plug of your cervix with each rut. His movements never left you empty, keeping you stretched open around his girth. Your cunt squeezed him, dribbling along your inner thighs now as he rocked into you, the mattress creaking beneath you both.

The finger in your clit sped up, the circles deepening and quickening in pace, timed with his thrusts as they grew faster and faster, still lazy, but coordinated and intent on dragging you to release.

The pleasure was sickly sweet, parting the veil of sleep with ease. You could taste it on your tongue, the precipice of your orgasm, and the many more to come— sweet and warm against the wintery rain outside. Just like John.

“John…” You whimpered, your body tightening, sweat building along your already-dewy skin.

“That’s it, sweetheart, doing so well for me. My good girl. My pretty wife,” he praised, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside you every damn time. He drank in your moans, an elixir he had longed for since the moment you two separated, and continued his thrusts. Kissing your neck, he asked, “Will you marry me?”

“Yes—!” And you came around him, moaning loudly, writhing and spasming as your orgasm wracked through you. It was intense and hot and it had your pussy clenching around John’s cock like a vice.

Your acceptance made him moan, moan your name, and then come deep inside you, painting your slick walls white.

For a long while, he held you to him, cock still inside you, but the two of you weren’t in any hurry to part from one another. You felt sticky all over, skin tacky with sweat and cum, but you couldn’t care less. Wrapped up in your ex— your husband’s arms, was all that mattered.

“I love you,” John said to you. “Always have. Always will.”

[harrysfolklore]

Can we get y/n as a total book worm and Harry just finding it so adorable, like no matter what she’s doing she always has a book in her hands. Cooking, has a book. Backstage, reading a book. At a cafe for breakfast, reading a book.

Ofc you don’t have tot do this idea, it’s just an idea

here it is !! one of my favorite tropes i’ve done coming to tumblr <3

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

coffeeandbookss - yn’s bookstagram

yourinstagram- yn’s personal insta

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coffeeandbookss Now reading: My policeman by Bethan Roberts ! In 1957, we meet Marion, a young woman hopelessly in love with Tom, her best friend’s brother. Tom — training to become a policeman — returns her affections, but holds a secret of his own. Will let you know my full review once done ! 💙

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bookfan1 just added it to my list !

bookfan2 i love everything you recommend

bookfan3 started it this week !

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harryupdates Harry just followed this account on instagram !

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harryfan1 harry on his bookstagram era

harryfan2 AHH ONE OF MY FAVE BOOK CREATORS

harryfan3 she’s so pretty also

harryfan4 IM SUBSCRIBED TO HER YOUTUBE CHANNEL shes soooo good

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yourinstagram um harry styles follows mt bookstagram?? am i dreaming?

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yoursister YOU LUCKY BITCH

gemmastyles I’d love to think I’m responsible for that, I kept talking about your account 🫣

↳ yourinstagram love you gem thanks for your constant support 💓

username1 you’re the best out there

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harryupdates Harry in London today ! He carried this book with himself

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harryfan1 he’s really in his books era

harryfan2 i started that book the other week omg

harryfan3 omw to buy it

harryfan4 my favorite booktuber just recommended this omg

DMS BETWEEN HARRY AND YN

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harryupdates Harry having dinner tonight !

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harryfan1 OHHH

harryfan2 is that a DATE

harryfan3 boyfriendrry?

harryfan4 respect his privacy

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yourinstagram happy days :)

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harryfan1 um why did harry like?

gemmastyles my babies 🥹

↳ harryfan2 hello are we missing something

harrystyles ❤️

↳ harryfan2 HELLO?

harryfan4 i’m so confused right now

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tmz_tv Seems like Harry Styles got a new girl. More of his beach outing at the link in our bio 👀

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harryfan1 wtffff

harryfan2 WHO IS THAT

harryfan3 man i hate tmz

harryfan4 FIND OUT WHO THE GIRL IS RIGHT NOW

↳ harryfan1 i think their privacy was disturbed enough already

↳ harryfan2 yeah we’re shouldn’t snoop around trying to dig personal information of whoever the girl with him is

harryfan6 sucks as hell that they took these without their consent but i can’t help but be all 🥲🥲 over the fact that they’re reading together

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theharrytea okay yall so i was watching yn’s latest video because of all the rumors going around her and harry (yk he followed her and commented on her posts and harry has been seen with someone we don’t know yet) AND i swear to god i heard his voice around min 7 😭 you could clearly hear that someone opens the door and a faint “sorry” I KNOW MY MAN’S VOICE AND THAT WAS HIS

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harryfan1 OH

harryfan2 omfg i can hear it now

harryfan3 y’all are tripping at this point

harryfan4 delulu

harryfan5 idk if any of this is true but they would make a cute couple like they would ready to each other and stuff :(

YN VIA INSTAGRAM STORIES

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coffeeandbookss This week’s recommendation is presented by my brand new reading partner ! Love is a Mixtape is a soulful book, written as a way of understanding not only love and loss, but also the way music is can get us through those happy or sad times ! Full review this weekend 🤍

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bookfan1 IS THAT HARRY STYLES ??

annetwist ❤️❤️

harryfan1 HARRYYYYY

harryfan2 THEY ARE SOOO DATING

harrystyles It is my pleasure to be featured x

↳ harryfan3 OMFG THEY FR ARE DATING

gemmastyles 🥹

harryfan4 I MEAN we kinda already knew it was her who has seen kissing harry BUT I LOVE THIS HARD LAUNCH

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harrystyles She’s got a book for every situation x

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harryfan1 AHHH IS THIS YN

jefezoff 🙌🏻🙌🏻

harryfan2 LOVE ME A HARD LAUNCH

gemmastyles ❤️

harryfan3 harry is not single anymore omfg

yourinstagram 🥹💓

harryfan4 COUPLE OF THE YEAR

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harryismysun Worth the shot

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harryfan1 PLEASEEEEE

harryfan2 you're so funny

harryfan3 i love this fandom

yourinstagram 😂😂 I can confirm this is how it all went down

↳ harryfan1 I LOVE HER

↳ harryfan2 she's the best

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[diorsluv]

casual , part 9

“ i have anger issues ”

series m. list previous chapter

( socialmedia!au )

yourusername

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yourusername hughes-a-palooza ⁉️

tagged: lhughes_06, jackhughes, _quinnhughes

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username58 WE NEED WEEKLY HUGHES A PALOOZA POSTS

→ yourusername idk about weekly bae..

→ username47 at least monthly please 😭😭 yourusername

colecaufield quinn?!?!?!

→ _quinnhughes oh god

→ yourusername LMFAOOO

→ trevorzegras more blackmail 😈

_quinnhughes mom didn’t let you and luke sit together on planes for a reason

→ yourusername i accidentally spill coffee on him once and then all of a sudden i’m banned from sitting next to him 😔

→ lhughes_06 it was not an accident.

→ yourusername YES IT WAS??

→ jackhughes rosie i watched you PICK THE CUP UP and pour it on his lap

→ yourusername I LIE ABOUT A TON OF SHIT BUT I NEVER DID THAT????

→ _quinnhughes wtf no she just separated you because you were annoying as hell

→ lhughes_06 oh

→ yourusername erm…

username32 STOP the toy story costumes are too adorable

username77 BABY QUINN

username91 omg i need to see all the baby photo albums right now

adamfantilli so when were you gonna tell me you’ve been cosplaying since you were 3

→ yourusername it’s called dressing up for halloween 😐😐

→ adamfantilli which is technically cosplaying

→ luca.fantilli bro why are you so obsessed with cosplaying

→ rutgermcgroarty do you have something you wanna tell us adam???

→ adamfantilli 🤐

→ g.brindley4 is that why i found a red and white wig in your closet the other day??

→ yourusername MY HERO COSPLAY?? 😭

→ markestapa todoroki cosplay is insane

vivianliu ADORABLE ADORABLEEE

→ yourusername 🫶

edwards.73 the costumes r cute

→ yourusername you seem super thrilled!!!!

→ edwards.73 cuz they’re cute but you’re cuter

→ yourusername oh 😨

→ markestapa this is quite public if i do say so myself

→ lhughes_06 🤢🤢

→ mackie.samo i actually threw up reading this

→ edwards.73 mackie you’re quite literally sick right now

username85 i want my kids to be like this

username13 jim n ellen got us with the good pics ‼️

_alexturcotte did you and jack always match costumes??

→ yourusername our mom switched it every year but jack was the best costume twin 😔😔

→ _quinnhughes okay our lorax and onceler costume was good though

→ yourusername …….no!

→ colecaufield who was the lorax???

→ yourusername take a wild guess 😑

→ _quinnhughes you lost rock paper scissors fair and square yourusername

username68 BABY HUGHES PICS ALERT 🚨🚨🚨

dylanduke25 i like how you and quinn NEVER have pics together

→ yourusername i have yet to find a picture of only us in an old photo

username49 WOODY AND JESSIE AHHH

rutgermcgroarty when will you post the pics of us 😔

→ yourusername rut sweetie they’re my BROTHERS i have to post them occasionally

→ yourusername and also i just posted us???

→ rutgermcgroarty you have an entire album of us.

→ yourusername i have one for vivi too and i barely post me and her 😰😰

→ rutgermcgroarty SIX. HUNDRED. PHOTOS.

→ mackie.samo 600????

→ rutgermcgroarty 694 to be exact 😒

→ markestapa SO BASICALLY 700?!?!?!?!

→ colecaufield what happened to the other boyfriend

→ dylanduke25 yk rosie if i didn’t know who your not-boyfriend is, i would think it was rut

→ rutgermcgroarty ..duker that’s not a good thing

→ dylanduke25 i know

username62 i will be dressing my children up in toy story costumes thank you.

markestapa i’ve never heard him scream in agony so loudly before

→ yourusername wait what??? what happened to him

→ markestapa you and your little “best friend”

→ yourusername WE’RE JUST BEST FRIENDS THO

→ rutgermcgroarty yeah that’s all there is

yourusername

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yourusername went on a cooking rampage tn 🫢

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edwards.73 that food looks pretty good im not gonna lie

→ yourusername yeah this random guy made it for me

→ edwards.73 random???

→ yourusername mhm it was so weird.. he had the key to my apartment and everything

→ edwards.73 man i think that’s pretty unsafe rosie

→ yourusername it’s okay tho i thought he was cute so i let him stay ☺️

→ edwards.73 oh 😳

luca.fantilli LET HER COOK 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

→ yourusername aaaaaand you’re blocked

→ markestapa LET HER COOK 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

→ rutgermcgroarty LET HER COOK 😝😝😝😝😝😝

→ dylanduke25 LET HER COOK 😈😈😈😈😈😈

→ mackie.samo LET HER COOK 😼😼😼😼😼😼

→ yourusername you’re all HORRIBLE

→ luca.fantilli 😘

→ markestapa 😘😘

→ rutgermcgroarty 😘😘😘

→ dylanduke25 😘😘😘😘

→ mackie.samo 😘😘😘😘😘

trevorzegras goddamn big back lemme have some

→ yourusername ⁉️⁉️⁉️

→ jackhughes u just got clipped bro

→ _quinnhughes 📸

username75 is that… HIM??

username90 bae stop actin like you don’t know we know it’s ethan

username23 AWW cooking date so cute

_alexturcotte oh are those brownies for me 😁

→ yourusername you n trev r always trying to steal my food bro 😒😒

→ _alexturcotte what can i say ur a good cook

→ yourusername U CALLED MY PASTA SHIT

username6 stop the plating is so gourmet

colecaufield you and luke’s gf are like the same person

→ yourusername LUKE??? GF???? WHENNNNN?????? lhughes_06

→ lhughes_06 thanks a lot cole

→ yourusername EXPLAIN

→ jackhughes you know her veeeeeery well

→ yourusername VIVIAN?!?!?!

→ vivianliu oh god no 😭😭

username44 cole’s stirring up the family drama

username19 damnn those cookies r looking good girl

→ yourusername i tried to perfect my recipe 😈

rutgermcgroarty name drop the guy rn

→ yourusername dude ur acting like ur the one in the pics 🙄🙄

→ rutgermcgroarty who said i wasnt

→ yourusername i did.

→ lhughes_06 is this supposed to be a tactic to confuse everyone

→ rutgermcgroarty we’ll never know 🤫

mackie.samo when was the last time you willingly ate pizza

→ yourusername tonight 😐

→ mackie.samo because he made you do it……… right??

→ yourusername NO he just wanted to do it so i did

adamfantilli wtf rosie i just looked at the boys gc and hes literally obsessed with you

→ yourusername um 😃

→ adamfantilli NOT LIKE THAT

→ adamfantilli but he’s just being a big pussy rn

→ yourusername that’s what they’re all saying 🙄🙄

→ edwards.73 DUDE you gotta stop leaking the gc convos

→ luca.fantilli fr it’s unacceptable

→ yourusername stfu luca u sent me screenshots like two days ago

→ rutgermcgroarty TRAITOR luca.fantilli

→ yourusername and u just gave me ur phone to scroll through rutgermcgroarty

→ mackie.samo as the spokesperson i’d like to say we’re kicking u all out

→ adamfantilli NO PLEASE

→ rutgermcgroarty WE’LL DO ANYTHING

→ luca.fantilli WAIT PLEASE FORGIVE US

_quinnhughes so as your older brother it’s my job to steal your food

→ yourusername 🫤

→ _quinnhughes and we’re playing the wings tomorrow so i will be stopping by and stealing half the stuff in your fridge

→ yourusername thanks for the warning asshole

→ _quinnhughes any time u little shit

→ jackhughes hey that was my nickname for her 😞

→ lhughes_06 i thought i was the little shit????

→ vivianliu how did you guys manage to go from posting each other to arguing over who was the little shit 😭😭

username7 forearms 😵‍💫😵‍💫

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username30 get urself a man who will have cooking dates with u 🙌

lhughes_06 u make enough food to feed the entire family

→ yourusername mom taught me well 🤗

→ lhughes_06 but u literally never fed me when we lived together??

→ yourusername yes. i. did.

→ jackhughes lukey says u “NEVERRRR” fed him

→ yourusername HOW DO U THINK HE GOT SO FUCKING TALL

→ _quinnhughes mom and dads genes

→ yourusername bc i’ve been feeding him HALF of my food every time he walked into the damn room

→ yourusername SINCE WE WERE 14

→ jackhughes ur not wrong

→ yourusername no shit

username13 girlll im tryna cook like u

username9 cutiessss 💕

username27 babe ima need u to hard launch alreadyyy

vivianliu rosie.

→ yourusername vivi.

→ vivianliu i know you cook and bake when you’re stressed or anxious

→ yourusername whatttt no

→ vivianliu is it about him 🤨

→ yourusername no!

→ vivianliu mmmmmkay

notes ) she’s a bit of a short one BUT HERES TO THE STARS’ SATURDAY NIGHT WIN AND THE WIN FROM TN ‼️ the stress was fucking insane and my heart was BEATING but we did it 🙏 a celebratory chapter if you will

tags: @dancerbailey3 @hughesfein @loveforaugust @alwaysclassyeagle @love4ldr @inhoodmood @bunting58 @crazycat-ladys-blog @smoooore @bunbunbl0gs @lilasianmeat

[cat3ch1sm]

hihi! i saw ur requests were open and i was wondering if u could do killua and gon with a reader whos a silly, clumsy, and kinda dumb mf <3

except readers very powerful, on level or even more than them bc reader is a boss fr 🙏

this can be hcs or a oneshot or whatever u want!

(SORRY IF THIS MAKES NO SENSE LMFAO)

☘️~ DW POOKIE I UNDERSTOOD U PERFECTLY!! thanks 4 requestingg ily <33

gn!reader

𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐰 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 <𝟑

୨⎯ 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐚 ⎯୧

killua usually doesn’t have a lot of patience for people with your personality , but he’s honestly seen what you’re actually capable of so he’s more like.. weirded out

as in like, killua knows you’re crazy powerful and generally super capable- so how the hell do you literally manage to trip over every minor obstacle in your path

but tbh gon has kinda warmed him up to those kinds of people. outside of battle situations it’s basically him making sure you and gon don’t get kidnapped or killed or something

and the contrast between your personality during battle and your personality on just a regular day chilling with him and gon is like insane to him. one minute you’re covered in blood and utilizing blazing nen in ways he didn’t even realize were possible, and next you’ve pulled up like a really stupid meme or picture of a cat on your phone and just giggling like an idiot while showing him (and very much still bloodied).

killua asked you about it once and you just kinda gave him that thousand yard stare and he was just like… nvm

apparently your higher functions just shut off after a certain time 😭😭

but back to the clumsy part. because it’s genuinely insane how careless you can be on a daily basis. worse than gon.

“watch out for the fucking pole, y/n!”

“are you even paying attention?”

“what the hell did you even just trip over, you dumbass? there’s nothing even there.”

“holy shit can you be careful for once??”

“I literally watched you take down 10 chimera ants without breaking a sweat and you can’t even pull a push door, you idiot?”

“no, i’m not letting go of your arm because that’s the tenth time you’ve tripped in the past fifteen minutes. you’ll probably kill yourself if i don’t hold your ass up.”

“way to go, dumbass, now you cut your leg. maybe you’ll be less stupid next time” (while begrudgingly fixing you up)

along with being clumsy you can be super absent-minded and get distracted easily. like gon and killua will just be walking and talking and then suddenly stop and realize you stopped like ten feet ago to stare at absolutely fucking nothing.

when they backtrack to get you they’ll be like “wtf are you staring at” and you’ll just snap out of a daze and they’ll realize you weren’t even staring at anything in particular, you just…zoned out😭😭😭

“y/n. y/n? hellooooo? ugh… nevermind.”

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐠𝐨𝐧 ࿐ྂ

we all know gon isn’t actually the silly, slightly air headed kid from the early days of hxh, obviously- but when he’s just with you and killua and there isn’t any danger, you both basically act the same way. believe me yall got killua stressinggg 😭😭

u guys just fuel each others’ silly antics. and while he isn’t as clumsy as you can be, when u guys are together you guys r genuinely a two man wrecking team. you guys are constantly doing silly and sometimes stupid stuff and not at all focusing.

far too many times you both have been walking or running beside each other and just stumbled over each other’s feet and fell to the ground like actual idiots.

you and gon both have the same tendency to get distracted easily. so basically the same scenario from killua’s hcs but you and gon lmfao

he’ll be walking looking at his phone or something and realize the both of you aren’t even beside him anymore.

“y/n? gon? where… you gotta be kidding me. guys. what the hell are you even looking at?!”

little Christmas head canon- you guys absolutely knocked down the tree at least twice.

[hyperfixiation-station]

Sorry, I meant Ghost in a fight/discussion with reader 😭 Still, I did love your take

CW: Fighting, emotional abuse, light swearing I am so sorry anon 😭😭 I am literally the dumbest person to have ever existed lmaooo Also apologies for length, I am moving and wanted to get you something cause I'm not sure when I'll be able to post again. To whoever asked, I am making a pt.2 so send me an ask if you want to be notified :)

As always, no beta, please lmk of any mistakes!!

A lot of ‘fights’ you guys have are one sided, where you concede quickly, not wanting to argue, and he just keeps going and going. He, like a lot of ND’s, gets a thrill from fighting, and he will pick fights about everything. You just disagree once with what he says and he goes off.

Fem!Reader: Anytime he is upset/angry with you/thinks you are disrespecting or ignoring him, he'll call you 'woman'. 

"I'm still talking woman!" "Watch your mouth woman" "Woman I am talking!" 

He does not love bomb. He does not come after arguing with you with flowers and chocolates and showering you with love to make up for it. 

Don’t get me wrong, this man does bring you flowers, just not to make you feel better after a fight. He’ll get you flowers for valentines day and your birthday and your anniversary and any time he feels like you deserve flowers, but he does not give them to you after fights. 

And you guys don’t fight too often. At least, not fights where he feels bad and has lingering guilt. Very rarely will he realize(or at least admit) That he was wrong, especially not in front of your kids, if you guys have them. However, if he does realize and admit he is wrong(typically after you sleep in a different room or don’t talk to him except for the bare minimum) he will apologize in private.

One very memorable fight for you was back in the early days of your relationship, just after you had started living together. He had left his gear just piled on the front table, and you had folded it and moved it to the bedroom so that it wasn’t cluttering up the front room. He came home and, well, freaked. He screamed at you, punched a hole through a door, and you still remember him telling you ‘Go to hell then woman” when you said you had just wanted the space to be clear. 

He gets pissed off about the stupidest stuff. Your guy's 10-year-old daughter bought a Stanley? He’s mocking him for the next 3 weeks about wanting to be popular. Your teenage-daughter wears ripped jeans to a concert? He’s telling everyone about how she must have bought them at half-price since so much cloth is missing. 

One interesting thing is that he respects fighting back, to an extent. You watched in borderline horror as your eldest got into a screaming match with him that lasted hours and ended with no victor. And yet, since that day, you’ve never seen Simon scream at them again. 

Hearing this, he sounds toxic, yeah? And he is, to an extent. But you stay with him because he knows he has issues, and he actively works on bettering himself. You’ve been with him for a decade now, and you can see so many differences in the way that he acts. He no longer screams and throws things and punches holes in the walls. He is more willing to admit when he is wrong, hell, there's even been a few times when he’s said sorry in front of your kids. 

You understand his trauma, you understand why he responds and acts the way he does, and most importantly He does too, and he is working on bettering himself for his family, because he loves you, and he hates that his explosive reactions hurt you and your kids.

I am going to make a pt. 2 to this so that I can go more in depth, but again, I’m moving and not sure when I will be able to post again so I wanted to at least give you something. lmk what ya'll think :)) ALSO: If you think I am mischaracterizing Ghost please let me know, and I will either explain my reasonings or you will change how I think of him. Either way, I would like to know yalls thoughts so please do not hesitate to say something

[dollfaceksj]

CONTINUATION FOR TASTE OF A POISON PARADISE PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏

alrighty! again, i improvise as a i go i hope yall like it frfr 😭

this one is pretty short but i already have an idea for the next part so lmk if yall want a continuation

taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #3

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with tae now entering the room, you quickly compose yourself

for fucks sake tae.

you reach out to place your hand on jungkook’s shoulder

“i’m just trying to get to know him better!” you squeeze his shoulder and feel him tense up right under your hand

heh..

is he tensing up or flexing?

now that you mention it… it feels pretty hard

damn. is jk a muscle monster under all those baggy clothes and long sleeves?

taehyung squints his eyes at that for a split second. it looks like he wants to say something but he refrains

his eyes flicker between the both of you and at this, jungkook’s body tenses up

ah so he was flexing earlier

“right, jungkook?”

the way you say his name is so

can’t even put a finger on it

but it’s not said in a way that you would say any of your friends’ names

you glance to look at jungkook and to your surprise

he’s staring

straight

at you

oh😂😂😂

his intense gaze almost makes you hear an actual record scratch

but you compose yourself. this guy’s a year younger than you like be normal

he then glances at tae before shifting his eyes back to the tv and continuing whatever the hell he’s playing. “yeah.”

“y/n, are you going to jimin’s party?” taehyung asks after handing you your tub of icecream and a spoon

you throw your leg over the other, accidentally brushing your foot up against jk’s shin

he doesn’t react though

“i don’t know, who’s going to be there?”

“joon, hoseok, yoongi, seokjin–”

“yoongi?” you echo as you dig your spoon into the ice cream

dumb idea comes into ur head once again

“didn’t he graduate like 2 years ago?” you slide the spoon into your mouth obnoxiously slow

taehyung sits on the floor, opening up a bag of doritos. “yeah but he’s still good friends with jimin.”

you slowly nod. “i used to have the fattest crush on him.”

in your peripheral vision you can see jungkook’s eyebrows raise but it could very well be from the game he’s playing

“did you?” taehyung looks up at you with a scrunch in his brows.

“yeah, you know i did always like older guys.”

without hesitation, jungkook says, “is that so?”

WE GOT ‘EM LADIES AND THEYDIES

you glance at tae who looks oblivious as he stuffs his face with nacho cheese doritos

you shrug your shoulders and say, “absolutely.”

“why’s that?” jungkook asks you as he pauses the game

oh

OHHH

he paused the game

he’s into the convo rn.

you lean back into the couch and shrug your shoulders. “guys younger than me just don’t get it.”

jungkook turns his head fully to look at you, a frown on his brows

WE GOT EMMMM

at this point tae is just staring at the both of you as he continues to munch on his chips

“get what?” jungkook asks, holding onto the eye contact with you. it drives you up the fucking wall

you’re pretty sure he should’ve looked away by now

why is he not looking away

why are you becoming nervous

his eyes are so fucking pretty

you kiss your teeth with a loud smack in mockery. “you’ll understand one day, child,” you joke as you reach out to ruffle through his hair

but before you even reach his head

he grabs

your wrist

mid-air

AH

fuck

FUCK

SHITTTT

he speaks up after taking a deep breath. “don’t treat me like a little kid, y/n.”

oh?

huh

hm.

right

you don’t like that.

“i don’t like your tone,” you say, keeping your gaze locked with his, his fingers still tightly wrapped around your wrist

he says, “i don’t like you.”

in the

exact same

tone that

you just used

?????

you scoff and just as you’re about to say something–

“okay, guys, calm down,” tae chuckles as he gets up. “who wants to watch a movie?”

you glance at tae and then back at jk – who is still staring at you – before wiggling your wrist out of jk’s grasp

“you two have fun with that.”

with that, you leave tae’s apartment

to be continued???

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Theory Time!

Alright so I have an abundance of theories for The World of Mr Plant so I’m just gonna spill them all here. Maybe I’ll even update it as more theories arise, who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

~Mr. Plant always loved Argos~

Now call me crazy but I think Mr. Plant always had a thing for Argos. He just didn’t fully realize/come to terms with it until the valentines episode. And even then he struggled to express emotions at first, but he’s been getting better at that.

Now adding on we all know Mr. Plant won’t hesitate to kill any minor inconvenience that comes his way. And Argos supposedly annoyed him to hell and back. So why didn’t he kill Argos? Sure he thought about it, but he never actually went through with it. It makes no sense to kill a random stranger just for a job but then leave someone you supposedly hate alive, but that’s just me:

Maybe he mistook his feelings for Argos as anger or tried to deny it by rationalizing it in some weird way. I mean it doesn’t seem like he has any relationship experience. Maybe this is his first time feeling these things and that’s why he was so hesitant and confused.

~Why Mr. Plant joined the scouts~

Now I find this one pretty wholesome. Mr. Plant doesn’t like kids at all so Argos being apart of the scouts was something he actively discouraged. Yet by the end of the episode he chose to join them 😌

Now I have 2 reasons for this. It could either be one of them or a mixture of both of them.

Reason #1 - After the incident with the “human” he thought “oh shit I get to kill people and murder people holy shit-“ and decided hey it can’t be that bad

Reason #2 - After the incident with the “human” he realized Argos and the scouts might need someone to protect them so he decided to join to keep them safe.

I think I like the second reason it’s so fucking wholesome. Argos and Mr. Plant have 3 unofficially adopted children now 😌

(One more thing that’s not important to the theory but I didn’t know where else to put it: On the phone Mr. Plant immediately ran over the second Argos mentioned he was “right across the way” Do you think Mr. Plant knew about the creep that lived there??? That he knew about him kidnapping and doing who knows what with kids?? And once he heard Argos was over there he was like “oh fuck no not my Argos 🔪” That’s so cute wtf 😭)

~Mr. Plant’s other half~

So we all know Mr. Plant is half banana leaf. But what about the rest of him? I’ve seen many theories of him being part walker plant, imitation plant, and even human. And I think imitation plant might make the most sense (I still like to think a small part of him is a walker though)

I mean in Gardening with Argos, Argos refers to some of his plants as his “favorite flower.” We all know Mr. Plant is obviously his favorite 🙄

Unless… Mr. Plant isn’t considered a flower at all?

Now this could be a stretch. Maybe there’s 2 types of plants. Those that are considered people and those that are considered just plants. But who knows.

~The mushrooms found Argos creepy~

This might not be so much of a theory as it is an observation.

At first when I watched this episode I thought “tf they mean creepy? He’s like the most normal guy here” And then I realized Argos looks the most normal to the viewers but not the other characters.

Every other character either has an object head, an animal head, a plant head, a body part head, and of course the “humans” with their uncanny ass proportions. Argos isn’t the most human looking thing in their world. In fact there isn’t anyone else in the void who looks like him.

Maybe that’s why he’s always seen as “weird” or “creepy.” Plus we never know much about his family. Just his great great grandfather banana leaf. Maybe his family is some rare species.

Holy shit what if they’re hunted for sport and that’s what those “accidental deaths” were??? Maybe not. Maybe I’m going insane.

~It’s been a long long time~

So I found this comment on a TikTok video:

I did the math and they’re correct. And if Argos is around the same age as Ashur is (23) then he’s been in this specific void since he was about 5 years old. He’s been marking up the days since he was old enough to write.

Meanwhile Mr. Plant moved in almost 2 years ago.

Argos was part of the welcoming committee then right?? I like to think he fell in love the minute he saw Mr. Plant 😌

So what’s next for them? Who knows but I’m rooting for lore in the next episode. Andddd I think that’s about it for theories for now, or at least until I suddenly come up with another. See you all next time :D

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

A very Spidey Christmas - 42!Miles

Pairing: e42!Miles Morales x fem!Spider!Reader hehehe green and purple aesthetic (Hobie, 1610!Miles, and Margo are here too) (1610!Miles will be highlighted to avoid confusion)

Word count: 632

Warnings: Spider-Man kiss! Hobie and Miles walk in on reader and 42!Miles kissing, awkwardness, Hobie being a bit of a prick?, 42!Miles’ nickname is Milo :) (inspired by @kyngjaice ‘s Mylo! <3)

A/N: guys this is my first time writing for 42 miles 😭 i have no idea how to write for him i’m just bumbling along fr 😞

“¿Cómo diablos…?” (How the hell)

You froze at the familiar voice coming from below you, embarrassment flooding the corners of your brain that weren’t occupied with finding a way out of this mess.

“Hey, Miles,” You tried to greet him by clumsily twisting around to give him a little wave. “This is actually very therapeutic. Wanna join me?”

“Look, ma, you know I love you, but this seems like a next-level dumbass move. How did you manage to get stuck tangled in tinsel on the damn ceiling?” Miles stood with his hands on his hips, eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as he craned his neck up to study the way your limbs were tangled together in the itchy silver decoration.

“It’s not just tinsel. My webs are up here too,” You chuckled awkwardly, watching Miles’ eyebrows skeptically sail up toward his hairline. “And don’t worry. This is, uh… a clever ploy to lull you into a false sense of security and get you to… show affection and loving concern. Yeah, that’s what this is. Stop looking at me like that!”

Miles held his palms up in surrender, the ghost of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “I assume you don’t need my help, then? I’ll leave you to… whatever you’re doing. Have fun-”

“Nonono wait, please - my arms are starting to hurt,” You gave him a pout and he sighed, already reaching into the inner pocket of his jacket. “Okay, hold still.”

You saw a flash of silver, heard a small ripping noise as the tinsel around your limbs loosened, and blinked in surprise when Miles reached out and caught the blade calmly, the tinsel falling down with it.

You half-dropped down, shooting a web and hanging upside down from the ceiling so your face hovered only inches away from his. Before he could move back, you grabbed the sides of his face, pulling him into a kiss. It barely took a few milliseconds for him to melt completely into it, you noticed with a grin.

The sound of clapping split the still, silent moment wide open. Miles pulled back, his reflexes for loud sounds from being the Prowler kicking in. You turned to glare at the intruders, softening your gaze once you saw who it was.

“Sorry, mate, did we interrupt somethin’?” Hobie, to his credit, was trying his best to squash the broad grin on his face but wasn’t making any progress. Miles - the other Miles - looked mortified, trying in vain to tug at Hobie’s arm to drag him somewhere else.

Miles mouthed I’m so sorry at you, giving up and hiding his face in his hands like he wanted to disappear into the ground. “Not so ‘eartless after all, eh Milo?”

Margo suddenly appeared with a small flash of neon purple light. “Hey, guys, have you seen Gwen? She said she’d come Christmas shopping with me but I can’t find-”

The virtual spider-girl paused to take in the scene in front of her. The moment she made eye contact with (your) Miles, some telepathic message seemed to have passed between them.

“Okay, Hobie, Miles, who’s up for some Gwen-hunting?” At Miles’ exasperated expression, Margo quickly caught herself. “Er, Christmas shopping. But we need to find Gwen first and… you know what I mean. Let’s get going, shall we?”

She shooed both of them past your Miles, practically pushing them out of the room. “Simp.” She whispered to Miles as she passed him, giving him a smug little wave. “You owe me now!”

Miles glowered in her direction, subconsciously fiddling with the end of one of his braids. “Assholes,” He mumbled grumpily under his breath, though the traces of a smile hovered over his lips.

“He says while smiling,” You teased, detaching yourself from the ceiling and dropping onto your feet.

“Should’ve just left you up there.”

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[depressopax]

Agent cooper smut pleaseeee. Why is it so hard to find he’s so yummy?!?!

THIS!!! I need more Dale smuts (and fluffs, headcanons, WHATEVER) in my life rn 😭 Thanks for the request! Enjoy lmaooo <3

Favors - Dale Cooper x gn!reader

Fandom - Twin Peaks

Pairing: Dale Cooper x gender neutral reader Genre: Smut Warning(s): Handjob and oral (reader giving), cuss words, dom/sub dynamic, slight orgasm denial, sub!Dale + dom!reader, begging. Reader is gender neutral! Words: 1.4K Summary: You help your boyfriend Special agent Dale Cooper relax after a rough day at work. English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 AO3 link

“Hmm? Dale, it’s like 12am… What’s up?” You mumble, rubbing sleep out of your eyes as you stand by the open door next to your boyfriend Dale, who’s still dressed in a suit. His brown hair is slicked back, and he looks energetic and like he just finished work. Oh fuck sake…

“Don’t tell me you’ve worked until now!”

“Well…”

He smiles sheepishly and shrugs, stepping into your house before the cold air enters the house. Even though he looks energetic as always, his brown eyes look tired. He even has dark circles under them. You sigh and start feeling worried for him. He looks at you up and down, and with a hint of a smirk, he says: “Nice pajamas, cutie.”

You look down at yourself, realizing that you’re only dressed in the night wear you recently put on.

“I was just about to go to sleep, jerk!” He laughs and pulls you into a hug. “You should try that.” You mumble.

“Yea… But I always end up having crazy dreams.”

“Weirdo.”

“You love it.” You pull away from him and smile. “I’m sorry for just showing up out of the blue.”

You shrug. You did plan for him to come over tonight, but not at midnight. You can’t really be mad, you’ve missed him. So instead you take his warm hand, leading him to the couch. The tv is still on, after you fell asleep watching a show. Dale sinks into the couch with a happy sigh. He looks very exhausted now. You shut off the tv, making the room dark except the dimmed light from the wall lamp. 

“Seriously… Why the hell did you work until now?”

“This case I’m working on… It’s…” He sighs and shakes his head clearly frustrated with work. He hasn’t told you the details for this particular case, just that it’s a tricky one, and very misleading. “...It’s difficult. I feel like I’m getting nowhere…”

You listen to his rant, but slowly get distracted by his suit. It’s no secret he looks good in his black blazer, that hugs his muscles in the right places, as does his black pants. Your fingertips dance over his shirt, up and down, down and up… 

“I uhm…” Dale clears his throat and calls your name. “What are you…”

“Take off your blazer.”

His eyes widen, and you feel smug when your boyfriend's cheeks glow red. He doesn’t even question it, but simply sits up and tosses the blazer away. He turns to you with a coy smile. 

“Happy?”

You reply by kissing him while your hand moves further up, finding the knot to his black tie. He doesn’t even try to control the kiss and simply lets your tongue invade his mouth. His breathing gets heavier as you pull the tie off, letting it join his blazer. You move your hand down his stomach again, unbuttoning the white shirt in the process. He squirms a bit, and you can’t tell if he’s nervous or excited. You work on the last button, pulling away from the kiss and teasingly bites his bottom lip. Dale whispers your name and his body feels warm from anticipation. As your hand moves to his belt, you figure out why he squirmed so much earlier. You let out a low chuckle and lay your palm over the bulge in his black pants, that suddenly seems too tight for him. He moans softly and looks at you, shaking his head.

“You’re killing me.” 

His voice is raspy and low. 

“Tell me what you want, Dale.”

“You know what I want….” He murmurs, needingly lifting his hips so your hand once again touches his boner. But you wont give in, not yet.

“I want you to say it.” 

“Fuck… Please… I’m…” 

“You’re…?” 

“I-I…”

He suddenly seems shy, and you almost feel mean for smiling at his red face and the stutter. Dale is not directly prude, but when it comes to talking dirty or telling you what he wants in bed, he seems to lose the ability to speak.

“Talk to me, pretty boy.”

“I… I want you to touch me...” You smile at him proudly, but not yet satisfied. “Please… I need your touch. I need it…” His voice breaks slightly and he groans. His pleading really works, because now your own arousal grows. 

He’s so desperate and needy, just the way you like him.

You quickly unbuckle his belt and work the zipper. With trembling hands, Dale helps you pull the pants down. He is sitting down, looking so vulnerable wearing only his gray boxers. The wet fabric reveals he’s already leaking for you. You take the opportunity, and raise a brow.

“I haven’t even started touching you yet, and you’re already about to cum?”

Gulping nervously, the special agent looks up at you with puppy eyes.

“No… It’s uhm…”

Before he can finish the sentence, you kneel before him. You spread his legs apart and push him back into the cushions of your couch. You free his cock from the boxers, which joins the pile of clothes. His cock stands proud and is leaking pre-cum. 

Dale lets out - what you suppose is a nervous chuckle. 

Without wasting another second, you move your hand over his length, using spit as lubrication to slide your hand up and down with ease. You start with slow, teasing strokes that cause your boyfriend to gasp. Your focus is not longer on his face, all you can think of are the sweet moans and pleads he lets out. It only encourages you to continue, and soon you stroke him at a quick pace. He moves his hips, jerking himself off against your soft palm. You continue moving your hand, but let your boyfriend control the tempo now. You can’t help but watch his sweet face. He clenches his jaw, and you feel hypnotized staring at that sharp jawline you love. His eyes are closed and his mouth is half open, as he continues fucking himself into your hand, moving his erection in and out repeatedly. After a bit, you remove your hand. Dale sits up again, still panting heavily with pearls of sweat on his forehead.

“Please don’t stop…” 

“Don’t worry, I won't.”

Because how could you stop now, when he’s so desperate and submissive? 

He has earned a reward for being so patient with your teasing. When you lean down to kiss his leaking tip, he totally loses it. He lets out a whimper and grips the cushions on the couch. His whole body is trembling from pleasure as you lick his shaft, leaving kisses on his cock. He is whimpering and moaning your name while you work wonders on him with those lips. When you proceed to take him in your throat, he cries out.

“I’m gonna…”

“Not yet.” You warn with a raspy voice, pulling away from his throbbing member just to say those two words. He nods, and you wipe a couple of tears from his eyes before going down again. The sounds of Dale’s moans, and the sloppy noises from you, echoes through the living room. You both enjoy the moment, but mostly of all you enjoy watching Dale relax and being taken care of, after all that stress from work. You pull away from his cock and signal him that he can release. He calls out your name as he shoots out thick ropes of cum over himself, and your hand. 

He is still panting for air seven minutes later - but does his best to hide it - after you helped him clean up and brought him to bed. His face is still slightly red and a bit embarrassed as he smiles at you. 

“You really know how to take my stress away.”

“Of course, babe…”

“Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me, Dale. I like making you feel good.”

He cuddles up next to you, but soon the two of you end up making out again. 

“Hey… What if I return the favor?”

He has a mischievous grin on his lips now and you can already picture how swollen and wet they’re gonna look once he returns the favor. You smirk at him.

“How can I say no to that?”

“You can’t…” Dale mumbles and kisses his way down. He is gentle and passionate with his kisses. “Fuck, I love you.” he murmurs before sliding his slick fingers into your underwear. You moan and look down at him as he gets between your legs, once again looking energetic.

“I love you too, Dale.”

[lumoverheaven]

Weirdo

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Creep!Joel Miller x plus size!fem!reader

!!! 18+ content. If you’re a minor go away !!!

A/n: Well- I didn’t think I’d make a part 2 to Creep but here we are 😭 this is my first time writing smut so I’m sorry if it’s not that good! Also not proofread so any and all mistakes are mine! As always constructive criticism is welcome! Enjoy! Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated! 🫶🫶💗💗

Warnings: virginity loss, degradation, pussy slapping, unprotected PiV, slight mentions of impregnation, lmk if I missed any!

W/c: 1.3k

Creep (pt. 1) The Hell am I Doing Here? (pt.3)

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You’d entered Joel’s room behind him, your stomach rumbling from the nerves. You’ve never been with anyone before- what if you disappoint him? Surely a man as beautiful as him has had many beautiful conquests. By no means did you have low confidence, in fact you always paraded yourself with such grace and poise. You knew your worth but when faced with a man like Joel you couldn’t help but get weak in the knees.

“C’mon sweetheart. Lay down f’me.” He ordered as he nodded his head towards his bed. You did as he asked, crawling up his bed and turning to lay on your back. You felt so exposed to him. He eyed you like you were the last piece of meat in a post-apocalyptic world. “So fuckin’ gorgeous baby.” He murmured as he made his way in between your legs, spreading them open. He yanked your sleep shorts and panties in one clean swoop. “So wet. Is this all for me baby?” He asked as he looked up at you with such a mischievous and hungry gaze. You nod your head shyly. This was so unlike you. You were always so vocal but you were never in an actual sexual situation before. “Words little girl.” He spoke harshly as he brought his hand down hard. Smacking your pussy, eliciting a high pitched moan from you. “Keep it down girl. Don’t wanna wake up Sarah. Now. I’m gonna ask you again. Is this all for me?” He spoke with such authority, such conviction, you couldn’t help but moan under his grasp.

“Yes! All for you..” you managed to whimper out. “Good fucking girl. Good to know you still have that voice of yours and ain’t too cockdumb to respond.” God his degradation was to die for. Who would’ve known your dad’s best friend was such a dirty dirty man. He struck your pussy once more as you whined out, arching your back. “Tell me. Have you had anyone in here before, little girl? And don’t lie to me.” You looked into his dark eyes, he was so different from the Joel you knew from just a few hours ago. “No. Never. You’re my first.” His eyes softened as you spoke. “Right.. I’ll take it slow then.” He brought your thighs to rest on his shoulders as he leant down to eat your pussy once more. He lapped up your juices and swirled his tongue around your clit. You gasped and brought your hand to grip his head full of curls. “Fuck! Joel!” You breathed out as he laughed against your sopping wet cunt. He slowly inserted his finger, it hurt a little. His fingers were much thicker than your own. No matter how much you masturbated it wouldn’t amount to the pleasure you feel now from Joel.

As he worked his finger inside you, he continued to suck on your clit making you a babbling, whimpering mess. Eventually he was able to slip in another finger, scissoring them inside of you before he inserted a third. “Such a good fucking girl. Look at cha. Takin’ my fingers like the little pretty slut I knew you’d be.” His praise made you squeal in pleasure. This was all too much, he was all too much. As he kept going you felt the coil deep inside your stomach snap! You came and hard, your back lifted off the mattress as your thighs trembled around Joel’s head and your pussy clenched around his fingers. “Good girl.. thas it. Take what you need.” He encouraged you as you came down from your high.

You’re left panting on his bed as he lifts up off of you, you watching him as he stands up. He pulls down his sweatpants and boxers. Fuck he’s huge. He can tell you’re intimidated by his size given how wide your eyes had gotten when he whipped it out. “It’s okay baby, I’ll go slow. It’ll fit, I promise.” He cooed quietly as he got on the bed again, spreading your legs, lining his bulbous cock head at your stretched entrance. “Tell me if it’s too much okay?” He said as he placed a hand on your cheek, caressing it. “Yes sir..” you whispered as you looked into his eyes once more. This was it, you were losing your virginity to the man who’s had your heart since you met him. This was such a tender moment between the both of you. It was as if no one else mattered, no one else existed, it was just you and him, he and you. He nodded and slowly pushed in. You began to moan at the painful stretch and he smothered your whines with his mouth as he kissed you. Licking all around the inside of your mouth, your taste on his tongue distracting you from the pain. He had fully bottomed out inside you and he pulled back from the kiss with a quiet groan. “Fuck. Tell me when to move, pretty girl.” He grit out.

“Please.. move..” you whimpered as he pulled out and snapped his hips back inside you. His pace was harsh and needy. “Fuck! So tight princess! Such a perfect little cock sleeve!” He groaned as he held onto your plush hips, his grip solid. You knew there would be bruises there in the morning. You tried to moan as quietly as you could but the sensation was too much. Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull as Joel pounded into you with such fervor and harshness. “Fuck. ‘M not gonna last much longer baby!” He grunted as his pace began to get sloppy but still powerful enough to where it drove you to the edge before he came overstimulating you. Your body shook uncontrollably as he painted your insides with his cum.

He fell on top of you, holding you close as you both calmed down. “You were so amazing baby. Can’t wait to try other things with ya.” He whispered in your ear. You relished his warmth until the sudden realization of what you both did came crashing down on you. You shot up causing Joel to fall off you and onto the bed. “Baby? What’s wrong?” He asked concerned, sitting up, bringing his hand to rest on your back. “We- we shouldn’t have done this!” You shrugged his hand away as you quickly got off the bed and put your panties and shorts on as best you could. “Baby slow down, it’s okay-“ he tried to pacify you, defuse the situation but it was too late, you were crying, consumed with guilt. “No it’s not!! I can’t believe I did this to my best friend- I can’t believe you did this to my dad!” You almost yelled out in frustration. His cum was slowly seeping out from inside of you, collecting in your panties but at this point you could care less. In your mind there was bigger, more pressing issues than a UTI or the possibility of ending up pregnant because of his spilt seed. Joel stood up and tried to reach out for you. You backed away, looking at him like he was some sort of monster. The look in your eyes broke Joel’s heart. He had to fix this, he had to calm you down.

“Baby..” he tried once more. “No! Stop! This never happened. Don’t talk to me, don’t text me, don’t reach out. I’m going home.” You said sternly but you both knew there was no ignoring what happened between you both, no ignoring the love you felt towards each other. All Joel could do was nod his head as he watched you leave. At first Joel just wanted to fuck around with you but after tonight something else had blossomed inside his sick and twisted heart. He had to make it right, he had to have you.

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[addicsvt]

Things that I love hate about you.

pairing - enemies to lovers seungkwan x reader genre - fluff word count - 1393 warnings - some insults, cursing, mentions of bullying synopsis - boo seungkwan hates you, and you hate him too, simple enough right? a/n - thank you to the anon who waited so patiently for this 😭😭I rewrote this prompt like 8 different times and eventually chose this one!! (im not that confident about it TT) but happy valentines and carat day <3

It was snowing heavily, and you were walking in the snow unbelievably cold. You were rubbing your palms together, trying to come up with some sort of heat but it was a useless attempt. What were you even doing outside, you may ask. Well, you were supposed to hang out with your friends but everyone canceled because of how cold it was outside. And they all sent the message as soon as you reached the meeting place. So you were currently walking back home hands in your pocket shivering, when you felt someone behind you tap your back.

“Geez, you’re gonna freeze to death.” You heard someone huff with annoyance as you turned around only to be met with the gaze of your enemy, Boo Seungkwan walking beside you.

“I’m pretty sure you’d enjoy that.” You said crossing your arms across your chest, your cheeks flushed because of how cold it was.

“I actually would love seeing that.” He smirked and you only rolled your eyes when he suddenly took off his jacket. You were about to walk away from him when you felt a jacket being thrown at you. Seungkwan’s one?

“What the hell.” You said, and now it was his turn to roll his eyes.

“Your gonna freeze to fucking death. And once you do I’m gonna have no one to bully. So take it, but if you don’t want to, throw it away and forget this ever happened.” He grumbled. You didn’t say anything after that though as you put on his surprisingly warm jacket. And maybe if you were hallucinating you saw him blush or maybe it was due to the cold.

“Thanks.” You said, biting your bottom lip.

“Don’t even think of this as anything. I still hate you. A lot.” He muttered loud enough for you to hear. In his heart, he was obviously lying, he didn't hate you at all, he always thought you were cute, especially with his jacket on. But in the so called "sensible part" of his brain, he was supposed to hate you. Cute? No way. That word should’ve stayed far far away from you. 

“Hey, idiot. I got you chocolate cookies, the flavor you hate the most right?” Seungkwan smirked, you loved chocolate cookies but you’ve always faked a hatred for them just so he could keep buying them for you. Seungkwan was usually someone who was good at reading emotions and the fact that he never caught onto your lie was surprising.

“I hate you.” You lied feigning annoyance trying your best to hide your smile that was threatening to slip.

“Don’t hate me, hate the cookie.” He let out a laugh. He’s lying too, he knows you love chocolate cookies and if you haven’t made that obvious enough, chocolate cookies might as well be your whole personality. The only reason why he keeps buying them for you is because he thinks you look stupid (cute) trying to lie to him.

You not-so-secretly munch on the cookies after school on the bleachers thinking no one’s watching when Seungkwan’s on the side looking at you and maybe if he was insane he would think that it was cute. Your adorable cheeks puffed because you were trying to stuff 3 cookies in your mouth at once.

You were in class, 5 minutes before the bell was about to ring your teacher kept dragging it. You were counting the last seconds in your mind till freedom. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!  The bell rang out loud as everyone made their way out of the class. Standing outside your classroom waiting for you was Boo Seungkwan with a smirk. You always assumed he did it to annoy you.

“Again?” You questioned, looking at him as he only smiled back.

“The more time I get to bully you the merrier!” He chirped which you only sighed to.

“When will you ever be late, I swear. When the bell rings you suddenly teleport here.” You grumble, you secretly enjoyed his presence though. You loved how he always stood there, ready to annoy and talk your ear off. You loved listening to him talk.

“Like I said, the more I bully you the more I feel happier.” He explained. The only reason why he came just on time was to see you run out of the class. Your bright eyes staring at the clock, counting down the last seconds because it was funny (adorable) to him. He never bullied you, always buying you lunch instead and making up different excuses. “Oh, I just wanted to spend money.” 

“You remind me of a calculator.” Seungkwan randomly brought up once and you only stared at him taken aback. 

“Huh, what do you mean?” You asked him, obviously confused.

“Well, it’s because you’re a nerd. And you give answers to your friends like a calculator does.” He commented, when you suddenly remembered that one time you whispered an answer to your friend during an exam.

“Hey! How do you know about that.” You blurted out, feeling strangely guilty and exposed.

“We were in the same exam hall and it’s pretty obvious. Your lucky teacher didn’t catch you.” Seungkwan joked, observing your reaction.

“Well, she was my best friend and you know I had to help her. She was gonna fail!” You protested while pouting. Seungkwan swore he felt his heart explode when you did that. No, no, no. He was not falling for you. No way. (He was already whipped)

“Hmm, yeah okay sure, I believe you,” Seungkwan said sarcastically trying to cover up the fact he almost blushed in front of you.

“You’re so annoying.” Seungkwan sassed at you randomly. He couldn’t even pay attention in class now because of you (it’s not like he ever did). You were plaguing his thoughts and he hated it (loved it). Why was he falling for you, was it your adorable pout? Was it your bubbly personality? Was it your sweet smile? He couldn’t figure it out, but if someone asked him to name 100 good things about you he could do it easily, in record time. Well, it was your fault for being so perfect and amazing and loveable. A part of him slapped himself mentally, There was no absolute way he liked you, he didn’t like you and that was final. Was that really what his heart wanted though?

“Eh? What did I do this time?” You asked, looking a bit offended. You were sitting on the grass next to him because he wanted to talk to you there or something.

“You’re so perfect it’s annoying.” He complained. Your mouth widened, trying to see if you heard it correctly.

“What?” You said in disbelief, needing to hear it again. Because no way did he just say that, it could just be the lack of sleep talking.

“I said, you’re so perfect it’s annoying.” He repeated watching your shocked face. You didn’t know how to react. It’s not like you loathed Seungkwan, the chocolate cookies did make you like a certain part of him. You thought you were crazy but you crushed on Seungkwan sometimes too. You swore you felt butterflies when he lent you that jacket on the snowy evening. When he always waited outside your classroom every day on time. When he saw an object and thought about you. No matter how much you tried to deny it, you liked him.

“And, you’re annoyingly pretty too. Your pout is annoyingly cute, your personality is annoyingly bubbly. I love you so much, it’s annoying.” Seungkwan confessed, witnessing as your cheeks reddened in color.

“Boo Seungkwan, I love you so much too, it’s annoying.” You said back, blushing at how sudden this all was. Seungkwan only nodded before he started blushing too.

“You're so annoying that I want you to be my valentine.” Seungkwan admitted watching as your blush got even darker. 

“You’re so annoying that you make me want to say yes.” You laughed before he pressed his lips onto yours, noses bumping, you swore your heart skipped a beat. The kiss was soft but affectionate at the same time. He slowly pulled away as his taste still lingered on your lips.

“Was that good?” Seungkwan asked, cheeks flushed as a strand of hair fell on his face.

“More than good.” You assured him, moving the strand off his face and tucking it behind his ear. 

@ADDICSVT 2024

[kylelovskii]

hiii!! lately i've been OBSESSED with mysterion x villain! reader...

could you pls pls pleaaase write smth idk headcanons ANYTHING 😭😭😭 it can be fluff, smut, even a little angst w comfort if you want, whatever comes to your mind !! thank uuu <3

of course!! i’m so so happy you requested! 💗💗

ahh i love mysterion, he’s awesome. 😎😎

i’ll give you a quick oneshot! i don’t know if this is angst or just something random, but i hope you like it! :3

why don’t you show me?

mysterion x villian! reader

he didn’t know how he got there, tied to a chair, on top of one of south park’s many buildings.

once he opened his eyes and his vision became clear, he lifted his head to see you standing in front of him, arms crossed and a shit eating grin on your face.

“hi, mysterion,” you giggled.

“what the hell is this?” he demanded, tugging at the zip ties that kept his wrists together behind him. you only giggled again, swiftly putting your hands behind your back. you sashayed closer to him and leaned down, getting in his face.

“remember our last encounter? remember how i said i’d find out who you were sooner or later?” you quoted. “yeah?” he answered, now feeling just a little nervous. were you really going to go through with that? he thought you said that just to scare him.

you placed a hand on his cheek, “well, time to make my wildest dreams come true, kenny,” and with that, you took said hand and yanked off his mask.

kenny couldn’t say anything, he stared at you, his identity, somehow, revealed to you. how crazy were you? how could you have found out his name? with all these questions bubbling in his head, he heard your signature giggle.

“you’re prettier than i thought you’d be,” you smiled, your gloved hands ran through kenny’s hair. “what-…what’s that supposed to mean?” he stuttered. “exactly what you think it means.”

just because you were a villain didn’t mean you couldn’t have feelings. let alone feelings for a hero. kenny was so…different from everyone. he helped everyone. he wasn’t like cartman, and more importantly, he wasn’t like you. but, while that was nice, and while that’s why you liked him in the first place, that was also the problem. he wasn’t like you. you couldn’t stop being the way you were just for one person

“cmon, kenny. why don’t you join me?” you offered. treating yourself to a seat on his lap, you wrapped your arms around his neck and listed the many reasons he should turn to you. “i know all about you, ken. i know you can’t die, and i know your friends never seem to remember. but that’s the thing..i remember.”

“what the fuck are you talking about? how do you know all this shit?” he urged. “i know you, kenny. i follow you you around, i follow you home. i see you kill yourself, and then i see you in your bed the next morning. and while i watch, i also remember. i am what you’re friends aren’t. i care when your friends don’t. hell, they can’t even remember something so serious. even if it happens right in front of their dumb faces,” you babbled.

that’s when you grabbed his face with both hands, bringing it closer to yours. “i love you, kenny. i know you. i remember you. be with me,” you begged. then kenny realized.

you were being truthful. how could you know all this if you couldn’t remember? there was just no logic in it. you loved him so much, you remembered. thinking about it made him give in.

“fine.”

“oh, kenny. you really aren’t like anyone else,” you sighed, pressing your lips to his. this kiss was like no other to kenny. it felt meaningful. it didn’t feel like some hook up. it felt real.

you pulled away, love stricken. “i’ll untie you,” you whispered, getting up from his lap and going to crouch down behind him. you took out a small pocket knife and cut the plastic, freeing his hands.

kenny got up from the highly uncomfortable chair and looked at you as you rose back up. you waltzed over to him, taking his hand and leading him to the edge of the building. many cars passed, people left restaurants, families chattered on the sidewalk.

“if you really wanna be with me, why don’t you pull out your gun and show me?”

[neteyamssyulang]

Fingering

Day 12

Pairing: Lo’ak aged up x Fem omaticaya reader

Summary: Everyone knew you had an obsession with Lo’ak, you’d finish your chores early only to go hunt him down afterwards.

Warnings: Obsessive reader, Dom Lo’ak, Sub Reader, P in V, Fingering obvi, Scent marking, Brief Oral (m) receiving.

Word count: 1303.

Translation(s): Tanhì -> Littke star/bioluminescent freckle, Syulang -> Flower.

A/N: Soo this turned out alright, Despite me almost forgetting the prompt😭 Enjoy <3

Tags: @pandoraslxna @teyamsatan <3

Another day of finishing up your chores, you always finished earky so what better way to spend the rest of your time than to watch your crush?

You knew where he was at all times of the day so it was easy to find him now at the training grounds. Of course, everyone knew you had an obsession with him it was obvious from how you acted around him.

Quietly you watched him from the trees admiring how handsome he looked, with his beautiful yellow eyes, toned chest, and oh his ass was fine too.

Training finally ended and like always he took the same path home, unbeknownst to you he knew you would follow him. Would he say anything? Hell no he thought you were crazy, but he likes crazy.

As he was walking you were following from the branches trying your best to be quiet, he suddenly stopped and looked around scanning the trees.

“You can stop following me, I know your there y/n” he said scoffing. Sighing you climbed down the tree and walked to him now standing a few feet away.

“Why must you follow me everywhere I go?” You giggled before replying “What? I can’t follow my handsome mate around?”

He muttered something to himself before saying “I am not your mate y/n, I do not know what fantasy word you live in but wake up.”

You scoffed “You are my mate, I’ve always loved you lo” taking his hand in yours as you speak.

Lo’ak pulled his hands away narrowing his eyes at you “Again I’m not your mate, I love Saeyla not you.”

“Saeyla?!” You shouted making him flinch, “What does she have that I don’t? Hm?!” Sure Saeyla was beautiful, came from a respected family and grew up alongside the sully’s but she was also how do I say this? Ehh dumb.

She was oblivious to anyone who tried courting her, it’s the reason that now at 22 she’s still unmated, no one would stick around for long.

Yes your unmated too but that’s because you only had eyes for lo’ak and no one else. You’ve turned down all the possible suitors your parents sent your way and regret nothing.

Gulping the man says “Well for starters she’s not crazy like you following me everywhere, she’s also still innocent.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. So what if your kind of crazy? Your crazy about HIM. And the only reason why Saeyla was innocent is again because she’s oblivious, no one wants to feel guilty if they took her innocence.

You’ve only been with what 2 people and both couldn’t even make you cum, it was embarrassing. For them not you of course.

“I may be crazy but I’m crazy for you lo’ak and yeah I am not innocent but I can still pleasure you good if you let me” you look into his eyes as you speak.

He chuckles softly for a second “Not happening sorry, go find someone else” with that he continues walking to the village leaving you behind.

Once eclipse started you snuck out of your hut making your way over to Lo’aks. Upon reaching the flap of the hut you hear small whimpers coming from inside.

Finally entering it you hear the whimpers stop and the soft snores of him. You crawl over to him ever so quietly peering down at his sleeping form but your eyes widen at what you see.

His loincloth was off and he was already hard leaking pre-cum. You never thought you’d say this but his cock was beautiful, the patterns of tanhì covering from the base to the tip of it and eywa he was huge and thick.

Slowly you leaned down licking from his balls to his beautiful blue tip before taking him into your mouth. You savored how salty sweet he tasted, almost like yovu fruit which was your favorite.

To your surprise he had no reaction, you knew he was awake by his breathing and you knew exactly how to get a reaction out of him.

His cock slid out your mouth with a pop as you leaned back up removing your tewng before getting ontop of him.

Lining his tip with your entrance you took a deep breath before slamming down onto him, a scream threatening to leave your lips as your eyes watered from being stretched to accommodate his length.

Just as you figured his eyes flew open as he groaned placing his hands on your hips holding you in place. “Sh-shit what are you doing” he gulped looking up at you.

“What? I told you I could make you feel good if you’d let me” giggling softly you move your hips in a circular motion watching as his eyes roll back.

“Oh wait that’s right” he looks at you through hooded eyes confused, “You want Saeyla not me, so I’ll just go and have fun with Akwey instead, I’m sure he’d love it.”

A deep growl rumbles through his chest as you try getting off him, in one swift motion he flips you both over so he’s hovering ontop of you. “The fuck you are.”

He pulls back till the tip is just inside then slams back in setting a rough pace. You scream and hold onto his shoulders as each thrust gets you closer and closer to that sweet release.

“Fuck.. you feel amazing mamas..” Lo’ak moans in your ear before licking and sucking on your neck. Your for sure gonna have marks by the end of this but you don’t care, you want the marks, want everyone to see that your his.

Just as your about to cum he pulls out but immediately shoves two of his long digits inside you curling them just right reaching the spongey part inside causing you to cry out as you cover his fingers with your essence.

“That’s it syulang” he coos giving you praises. Once your high ends you beg him to fill you again to which he shakes his head no. “You’re going to give me two more and then we will see if you deserve my cock inside you.”

And just as he said, you did. But it didn’t just stop at two, no no, he made you give him 3 more. By the 5th one you were so overstimulated you tried moving away to no avail.

“Lo-lo’ak please I can’t it’s too much!” Tears roll down your cheeks as he just laughs. “Oh but you can, and you will. You want to be a good girl for me yes?”

You nod your eyes yes making him smile “Then be a good girl and give me one more mamas.” Picking up his pace he curls his fingert right hitting that one spot making you see stars.

He coaxes you through your high whispering praises and once it’s over removes his fingers only to put them in his mouth groaning at your taste. “You taste so good little one.”

Lo’ak then looks down at your fucked out state chuckling softly, he hovers over you slightly leaning down putting his face in the crook of your neck scenting you as his.

Sure you were crazy and he liked Saeyla but he was addicted to you now. All he wanted was you and he would eventually make you his officially.

[stllite]

yes to heaven  •°ˎˊ˗

chishiya shuntaro x fem!reader

word count 5.7k

summary you and chishiya met in an intense life or death situation. and with this odd fascination of his that he can’t seem to figure out, he aims to always keep an eye on you in this dangerous world.

warnings niragi being an ass, very long😭

authors note based on lana’s song obv. i think this is one of my fav stories i’ve ever written so i hope you enjoy! requests are open <3

there was something different about you. chishiya couldn’t put his finger on it.

and it was killing him.

what was it about you that made you different from the rest? that made it worth seeing the other side and beating the games to leave this borderland?

it all started during the tag game. chishiya was on the top floor, examining everyone playing the game and looking for the safe spot.

muttering some words to himself about the other players, his voice paused—like something being caught in his throat—when his eyes landed on you.

you looked like a deer in headlights. instantly, chishiya knew this must’ve been your first game. you wandered around aimlessly, hiding from killers every once in a while. chishiya almost forgot what he was looking for, his eyes staying on you.

he shook his head, remembering what he was looking for and why he was here. he wasn’t going to let someone get in the way of that. no matter how much help it looked like you needed. that’s when he saw one of the killers shooting upward towards one of the doors.

he smirked, removing his hood and making his way towards the door. he walked with his hands in his pockets, sly like a fox. he was now going down the stairs to the desired floor. turning the corner to the last few steps, he collided with something— or someone.

“oh my- i’m sorry,” they said.

“just watch where you’re going,” he replied coldly, still looking forward.

“i didn’t mean to, sorry.”

at this point, chishiya was already walking forward to the door. he sighed, stopping and turning around after what he heard from the person he ran into. they sounded confused and scared, making him almost chuckle to himself. chishiya’s eyes then landed on you again, his cold features now softening. “don’t worry about it.”

turning his back towards you, your voice stopped him.

“wait,” you started, looking down at your feet to figure out your words. “do you happen to know what’s going on? i just kind of-“

“ended up here?” he finished for you.

you looked up from your hands to chishiya’s cat-like eyes, furrowing your brows. a sense of relief hitting you. “yeah, exactly.”

despite his intimidating aura, you felt comforted. knowing that what had happened to you and how you ended up in a hell-like place happened to someone else and you’re not going crazy, gave you a sense of hope. you weren’t alone in this.

he sighed, licking his lips before replying. “we don’t have much time. now if you’ll excuse me, i need to take care of something.”

finally, he turned around and continued his route to the door. making sure there was no threat near, he began to place his hand on the knob of the door. that’s when he heard footsteps next to him. he turned his head to the noise, seeing you standing next to him with your arms crossed, awaiting his next choice of action.

“you’re following me.” he mentioned lowly, returning his gaze back on the door.

“i don’t know where else to go.”

he turned the knob and paused. “don’t slow me down.”

you gulped, feeling out of place once again. part of you wanting to just walk away from his intense persona but a part of you thinking that was a very stupid idea. he seemed like he knew what he was doing. and even if you felt like you were burdening him, you didn’t want to end up like the people in a puddle of their own blood right now. you made your choice however, when you followed him inside the door.

three minutes remaining, the robotic voice stated.

you two walked in carefully, unsure of what could be hiding in this room. you followed close behind him while examining your surroundings.

chishiya then heard what sounded like shuffling. turning around thinking it was you, he saw another horse-masked killer with their gun aimed on you.

impulsively, he pushed you on to the floor causing him to fall on top of you, gunshots firing against the wall behind you. he reached into his pockets to pull out his taser and tased the killer in the thigh, stopping all the gun fire.

you caught your breath, looking up wide-eyed at the blonde-haired man in front of you. he met your gaze, realizing the position the two of you were in and quickly removed himself off of you.

you sat up on your elbows, turning your head to the killer who was now collapsed on the ground. you moved your eyes to chishiya, who was now standing over the killer. “thank you.”

“don’t mention-“

the killer, who you two thought was down for good, began shooting again. you and him ran to an empty room and shut the door behind you.

trying to catch your breath, you collapsed against the door, closing your eyes and wishing that this was all just some sort of nightmare. that you’ll wake up soon.

“watch out!” chishiya shouted from below.

you ducked your head and now collapsed on the ground next to chishiya as the killer was now shooting at the door.

“what the fuck,” you muttered to yourself.

you looked around trying to search for a weapon to defend yourself with. however, your eyes landed on a red button on both sides of the room.

you tapped chishiya on the shoulder and motioned to the buttons. “hey, look.”

“that’s where it ends,” he said calmly with a slight smirk.

your were in so much distress to recognize how a person could be so calm in a situation like this. you just wanted this to end. especially when the door was almost one shot away from being knocked down.

10 seconds remaining.

chishiya looked at your nervous features. “together?”

you turned to him, nodding your head.

the two of you got up and jumped to press the buttons right as the killer barged into the room. you both fell to the floor as the robotic voice began speaking again.

game cleared. congratulations!

you let out a breath you were holding pretty much during the whole game. turning next to you, chishiya looked like he was doing the same thing.

while it seemed like he had a tough and calm exterior, there was something about him that was enticing. especially since he had the courage to save you. he didn’t have to do that. and from the looks of it, it surprised him too.

“hey,” you called out.

he kept his gaze straight forward to the killer who was now sitting on the ground. still, you tried. “what’s your name?”

he paused, contemplating on whether or not to give his name to a stranger. a stranger that he impulsively saved.

sighing, he answered. “chishiya.”

“i’m y/n.”

his muscles moved his head to meet your eyes, something he didn’t realize he was doing until he noticed a small smile form on your lips.

it felt so familiar. a feeling he hasn’t felt in a very long time— or now that he thinks about it, ever. it was uncomfortable, but alluring.

the sound of exploding and blood being splattered on your faces, disrupted the moment. as awful as it sounds, chishiya was thankful for the disruption.

he hated overthinking.

you gasped, slapping a hand across your mouth at the sight in front of you. what you hadn’t noticed was that the horse-masked killer removed their mask, revealing a woman who looked to be playing the game as well. her blood was now splattered all over the white walls of the room and now, you. you felt disgusted as well as an overwhelming feeling of dread.

chishiya stood up and walked towards the dead woman. you stood frozen, watching while he began rummaging through her pockets.

you removed your hand from your mouth, your fingers trembling. “does this happen to the opponent in every game?”

chishiya noticed the quavering of your voice. he almost forgot that this was your first game.

“this was a five of spades game. each symbol represents something different. whereas the number represents difficulty,” he answered.

still searching, his hand now felt a paper inside the woman’s pockets. he opened it, tilting his head whilst examining the weird line work on it.

“i- what?”

he chuckled, stuffing the paper in his pocket and looking back towards you.

a puzzled look was written on your face as well as your chest heaving from your still heavy breath.

he examined your face more, seeing tears still running down your eyes. he felt that unfamiliar yet familiar feeling again. he didn’t know what he was doing. he didn’t know what it was about you. yet, he felt deep down that he had to.

“follow me,” he finally stated.

you squinted your eyes, only growing more confused. “what?”

something about him seemed like he can be worth trusting. i mean hell, he literally saved your life. however, he seemed so closed off. like what he just said was so out of character of him. it only grew your curiosity.

but, was that such a good idea?

he rolled his eyes, his smirk disappearing. “would you stop asking so many questions?”

“would you please explain to me what the fuck is going on here?”

from the short time chishiya has spent with you, his eyebrows raised at your sharp remark. it even surprised you.

right then, you realized that maybe the good idea would to be with someone who seemed to know what they were doing in this dangerous world— which you sure as hell would need to survive.

and by the looks of it, no matter how odd it seemed, chishiya looked to be that person, no matter how closed off he seemed to be.

he interrupted your thoughts by getting up and walking towards you, reaching a hand out.

you looked at his hand and then at his apathetic features. and like second nature, you grabbed it.

he didn’t know what caused this impulsive fascination of his, but he didn’t feel regret. and neither did you.

•˚* ੈ✩‧₊

since then, you two stuck together. turns out that he was a part of a community called the beach and ended up getting you to join, even though you had your guard up about them at first; and still kind of do. chishiya understood, reassuring you that he felt the same way but had a plan that he would tell you eventually.

during one of your games however, you met kuina, who would end up being one of your closest friends in the borderlands besides chishiya. the three of you became a trio, defeating the games as a team when needed and stuck together at the beach.

over time, you got better at playing the games and grew to become stronger mentally and physically; which was a huge difference to how you were in the real-world.

you used to let people walk all over you, giving your kindness away to people who would just step on it like it was nothing to them. and as shitty as the borderlands were, you’re grateful that it has made you stronger in more than one aspect in your life.

you’re also grateful that you met people that give you a sense of normalcy in a world far from it.

chishiya even noticed this change in you. from being confused and scared and depending on other people to succeed, to someone who won’t take shit from anyone and is confident in themselves no matter how scared they are deep down. its safe to say it put a small smile on chishiya’s face. it made him almost…proud. but he would never admit that.

despite your new found strength, it didn’t stop chishiya from protecting you whether that was in the games or at the beach. kuina noticed this one day and talked to you about it at the pool. and to be honest, you were glad she did. cause you noticed it too.

you weren’t going to lie and say that you didn’t have feelings for the blonde-haired man. ever since that night he saved you in all honesty. but boy, is he hard to read.

“don’t think i’m crazy or anything,” kuina started, taking the dummy cigarette out of her mouth. “but don’t you think chishiya could be a little…overprotective?”

you turned your head towards her, your hands behind your head, attempting to get some relaxation. “what do you mean?”

she gave you a look that said you’re stupid if you don’t know. “y/n, come on.”


“i seriously have no idea what you’re talking about, kuina.”

she sighed, now turning her whole body to face you. this caused you to sit up from your position.

“don’t you notice how in every game we play he always makes sure you’re right there next to him?”

you rested your chin on the palm of your hand, rolling your eyes.

she hit you playfully. “or how he gets closer to you when the militants are around?”

“kuina-“


“i’m not dumb, y/n.” she interrupted. “shall i also mention how he quite literally saved your life in your first game?”

she was beaming right about now. and she did have a valid point. valid points to be exact.

“listen, i know it’s weird cause its chishya we’re talking about. someone who shows zero emotions,” she chuckled before continuing. “but i see some emotion when he looks at you. and that’s a lot coming from him.”

you smiled and looked down at your lap, playing with the rings on your fingers and sitting with the words she told you.

she lifted your chin up with her one hand, examining your face. “i can also see the way you look at him.”

you blushed, quickly looking away from the smiling girl in front of you. “i don’t know, kuina.”

“hey, i just wanted to let you know what i’ve noticed.” she placed the dummy cigarette back in her mouth while you laid back down on the pool chair. “i also consider myself to be an empath, so.”

“what?!”

the two of you then bursted out laughing. the last thing on your mind in that moment wasn’t chishiya’s confusing ass self, but rather your dumb, but admiring best friend.

your laughter was then cut short by the white hooded male walking towards you guys.

he can read my mind, you thought.

“what are you two laughing about?”

“how stupid kuina is,” you chuckled, kuina then hitting you on the arm. you teased more. “okay! i’m sorry miss empath.”

she dramatically rolled her eyes, collapsing down on the pool chair. you grinned at her before sitting up and turning your attention to chishiya. he was looking at both you and kuina with a perplexed look on his face.

he stuffed his hands in his pockets causing his half-zipped jacket to lower, exposing more of his bare chest. you glanced down at the sight before he interrupted. “y/n. you still have two more days left on your visa, correct?”

you nodded, now looking at his eyes hoping he didn’t notice where your gaze was originally. based off his slight smirk though, he most likely did.

“well,” you started, getting up from your pool chair and putting on your shoes. “i need a drink. anyone want one?”

kuina perked up. “yes please! you already know which one.”

you smiled at her in approval, turning to chishiya who was closer to you now that you stood up.

his enchanting eyes were glistening when met with yours. it was inviting yet forbidding. like something was holding them back. you backed up a bit. “what about you?”

his lips curled into a smirk. “i’m good.”

you pursed your lips, going to move past him in the small space between yours and kuina’s chair. your chest brushed against his when trying to squeeze past him, leaving you to walk to the bar quickly. once you were there, you let out a breath. crossing your arms and waiting in the line.

even so, you still felt that stare, almost burning the back of your skull. you slowly turned your head, seeing that same gaze of his. he tilted his head slightly, now breaking the stare and moving to sit across kuina.

“next in line!”

you snapped out of your trance and moved forward to where the man was ready to take your order.

“i could cut the tension with a knife,” kuina told chishiya, sitting up and leaning forward.

“what are you talking about?”

“god,” kuina placed a hand on her forehead frustratingly. “you guys are so clueless.”

chishiya snickered, resulting in kuina giving her attention back to the man in front of her. “what?”

“you’re looking too much into it,” he replied.

“looking too much into what, chishiya?”

he fell silent, annoyed with kuina’s constant nagging.

“kuina,” he huffed. “we’ve been over this numerous times.”

she licked her lips, glancing over at you who was leaning against a table waiting for the drinks. this made chishiya twist around towards your way.

“see!” she shouted, the people next to her furrowing their brows at her choice of action. she muttered a soft sorry before perking up at the clueless boy again.

aggravated, chishiya returned his attention to the giddy girl. “what is it now?”

“you’re always being overprotective of her. keeping an eye on her during all the games and even here,” she continued. “i mean come on, you saved her in her first game.”

“come on, she needed the hel-“

“you wouldn’t do that for anyone else, chishiya.”

he closed his mouth, knowing there wasn’t really any excuse for that. it wasn’t like he was trying to make excuses. he just genuinely didn’t know this odd feeling in him. it was tormenting. you were tormenting him without even knowing.

yet when you were around him, you made it feel heavenly.

“did you even tell her about the plan yet?” kuina whispered, dispersing him from his thoughts.

he let out a breath. “no.”

“and why is that?”

“kuina. don’t.”

“why?” she exclaimed. “just tell me. you really think me of all people is going to judge you?”

he was furious. not at kuina. but at the fact that maybe what she’s insisting is right. he just didn’t want to accept it.

he didn’t know this feeling so how could he express it to anyone else? let alone, be okay with this uncomfortable feeling? he just couldn’t.

he broke the silence. his next course of words almost being forced out of his body. “i don’t know what it is. i don’t know how to get rid of it. this isn’t something i can solve logically or plan out. and it’s making me feel out of control.”

she leaned forward more, letting him know she was safe with his words and she would listen intently.

“there’s just…something. and whatever it is, i feel the need to protect her.”

to anyone else, this may have seemed like a normal conversation, something to look past at. but knowing chishiya, admitting this and being so open even if it’s a small crack into his mind, was a huge deal.

you did that to him. and as much as much as kuina wanted to jump up and run, like hearing her favorite celebrities announcing they were together, she held it in for chishiya’s sake. silently wanting you guys to be endgame.

she placed a hand on his knee. “thanks for telling me, dork.”

he snickered slightly. he still felt a bit uneasy.

“and can i just say,” the girl began, removing her hand and crossing her arms. “i fucking knew it.”

the blonde closed his eyes and exhaled. “don’t start,” he simply said.

kuina smirked. though, that was soon interpreted by the music abruptly stopping and the militants barging in the scene.

chishiya perked his head up, everyone running around to move out of their walking way.

“emergency meeting for beach executives!” a voice yelled.

at this point, you were still waiting for your drinks when you heard the commotion. you turned to kuina who looked at you with a worried face.

while you weren’t an executive, chishiya was. and by the looks of it, hatter was no where to be found who would usually host these meetings.

this wasn’t good and you knew it. something serious must’ve happened if the militants were barging in like this.

you turned your attention to chishiya who was already up and starting to make his way towards the militants. yet right before, he met your eyes, giving you a slight smile to let you know it was okay.

usually, that would comfort you. or confuse you. but all you felt was panic.

once all the executives at the pool met up with the militants, the music started playing again. people shook off the odd encounter by continuing their dancing and drinking.

however, you felt something deeply wrong.

you’ve learned that you’re instincts are always right and to trust them. especially in a world like this. you abandoned your drinks and walked to where kuina was at.

“hey,” you started once you made your way there. “what do you think is going on?”

“i’m not sure,” she paused, looking up at you. “i don’t think it’s good though.”

you exhaled before walking back into the building suddenly.

“where are you going?” kuina yelled out.

“my room,” you replied, still walking towards your destination.

kuina knew you were worried. she was too. and it’s like she could almost see right through you. you were in fact not going to your room and instead were going to, very quietly, figure out what was happening.

if one thing was going to kill you in this world, it would be your curiosity. but knowing you, you wouldn’t be able to function properly without knowing what was happening.

without knowing if chishiya was safe.

like a stealthy cat, you pushed yourself in between and away from people. you walked quickly just in case something were to go down, yet at a steady pace so nothing looked suspicious.

you knew this was an awful idea. but you couldn’t get yourself to stop. you just kept walking with chishiya in your mind the whole time until you made it to the front door of their meeting room.

looking both ways, you began to lean carefully against the door whilst placing your ear to hear what the commotion was about. yet, you couldn’t make out a single word. all you heard was people talking over each other in a worried and frustrated tone.

you leaned more against the door to make out at least one word. what you didn’t know was the door wasn’t closed all the way, causing you to tremble into the room.

shit.

your face turned pale like you had just seen a ghost. everyone looked at you while you stood there not being able to form a single word. what made you feel real faint was the sight in front of the executives.

hatter’s lifeless body.

“well,” someone said smugly. “what do we have here?”

you shifted your attention to the voice, seeing niragi now walking towards you. you quickly scanned the room to see chishiya staring at you in both disappointment and worry.

niragi grabbed your arm. “what did you think you’d get out of eavesdropping on us, huh?” he pulled you towards him harshly. “if you wanted to be an executive so bad, why didn’t you just ask? although, i might’ve asked for a favor in return.”

he smirked, now moving closer to your face. chishiya perked up from his seat, practically almost standing.

you moved your head back while his face still chased yours. now, chishiya was fully stood up and ready to walk over to you. he almost did until you spat in niragi’s face.

“fucking bitch!”

you snickered, niragi wiping the spit off of his face in disgust. while chishiya was proud of you for doing that to a prick like niragi, he thought that topped your stupid ideas for the evening behind eavesdropping.

niragi in a swift motion held the gun up to your neck. “wanna keep laughing now?”


you gulped, squinting your eyes and clenching your jaw. you were fucking terrified. yet you knew better than to let someone like him get under you. sure, he was capable of a lot. but so were you. and you were going to act strong as hell no matter the terror deep down. “what? you going to shoot me?”

“keep fucking talking and that’ll answer your question.” he moved the gun against your neck, pushing harder and harder. you just smirked.

“hey!” the two of you turned your attention to the voice, aguni staring at you both intently. “we have a serious issue here. either kill her and move on or tie her up on one of these chairs.”

your heart started pumping wildly. niragi turned his head towards you once again, smirking even wider. “hm. I’m thinking the first option.”

at this point you were sweating, still keeping up the strong barrier you built.

“no,” a voice interrupted. you released a breath when you realized the voice belonged to chishiya.

niragi grinned at him, now turning his gun towards chishiya. he slowly walked over to him, chishiya standing still like a statue. “and why is that, shuntaro?”

“because we have more important things to worry about,” he spoke. “i’ll take care of her.”

“what is she your girlfriend now or something?”

“niragi,” aguni interrupted calmly.

chishiya curled his lips into a smirk. “nope. just want to take care of the things that are important.”

niragi moved the gun closer to the blonde, his smirk widening even more, like a joker. “so, you wouldn’t mind if i got a piece of that?”

chishiya’s smirk disappeared. now clenching his jaw, he moved closer to niragi despite the triggered gun in front of him.

“niragi!” everyones focus went into the man in front of the room who was annoyed with the mess of the situation. “just let him take care of her, i don’t care at this point. just focus!”

he snickered, turning his attention back to the blonde who still looked like he was about to strike. “those eyes of yours really piss me off.”

he swiftly removed his gun from chishiya’s frame, then moving over to you.

chishiya sat back down still staring carefully as he walked over to you.

you were shaken up by the whole interaction the two of them had. you caught yourself holding in your breath at times, wishing you could just grab chishiya and escape this hell.

niragi grabbed you by the arm, causing you to yelp and pushed you into a chair across from chishiya.

before you could even look at chishiya, niragi pulled your hair to look his way. “and don’t even think about moving from this seat, princess.” he let go of your hair aggressively, leaving you to sink down in your seat in pity.

how could you be so stupid? risking your life because of your overthinking? i mean, you were correct about one thing. something bad definitely did happen. and you’d probably would’ve gotten closer to the answer of what might’ve happened to hatter if you weren’t to busy trapped in your thoughts.

typical.

that’s one of the things you admired about chishiya. he was intelligent, only acting on something if only he knew all the answers and the effects it could cause.

you on the other hand, acting on instinct and emotions, not even batting an eye. it made you wonder more on why he stuck with you this whole time. most importantly, why he saved you.

you gathered up the courage to look up at him, seeing that he had the same idea. although, your face was written with apologies while his was written with anger.

you couldn’t blame him. as much as you wanted to, this was your doing.

after some time, the meeting officially ended. people parted their ways while the militants stayed behind. the main point you took from the meeting was that aguni was the new leader, despite the rules hatter had set previously.

instincts are always right, you thought.

“shuntaro,” aguni called out. chishiya, already up from his seat crossed his arms. “take care of her for me, will you? i don’t want any of this bullshit again.” he glanced at you before continuing. “or next time, she gets killed.”

chills ran through your spine and you instinctively looked away from his gaze.

chishiya nodded at the man, stuffing his hands in his pockets and motioned for you to follow him, being sure to shoot daggers at niragi before making his way out. you got up and followed chishiya out the room, still unwary with the past forty minutes of absolute chaos.

you stood behind chishiya, who eventually went into a random room that wasn’t yours nor his. “um- i don’t think this is-“

“just get in,” he said sharply.

you didn’t hesitate.

chishiya closed the door behind him once you were inside. you fidgeted with your fingers, your previous strong facade now vanished within seconds.

chishiya huffed before speaking. “what do you think you were doing?”

you stood silent, unable to get out any words. he narrowed his eyes at you after a moment of silence, attempting to get something, anything, out of you.

“come on, y/n! are you that stupid?”

you fumed. “i don’t know, okay? but i felt something was wrong and trusted it.”

“oh, so now you’re living off your instincts,” he snickered.

“yes, actually. it what’s been keeping me alive.”

“well its not good enough cause you almost fucking died back there.”

you clenched your jaw, looking anywhere but him as his gaze was still burning through you. “but i didn’t, did i?”

he moved closer, now looking down at you. “in case you were forgetting, i’m the one who saved you in your first game. and i sure as hell didn’t do that for you to do stupid shit like this.”

“why do you care so much?” you laughed. “please, tell me. why do you care? you won’t even tell me your little plan of yours.”

“y/n,” he warned.

“what? god dammit, chishiya i did it for you. is that so hard to believe?”

he looked away from you and at his feet. at this point, you could tell what you said did something to him. it was like he was finally letting go of that touch exterior of his, yet holding on to it tight with one hand.

you softened, realizing how tense you were.“chishiya?”

the muscles in your hand moved to cup his face and to your shock, he let you. you gently moved his face to where he was looking at you.

“i’m sorry, okay? i just- i care about you. that’s all.” you moved slightly closer. “i was just worried.”

he moved his face quickly out of your grasp. “and you think i don’t? you don’t think i worry about you?”

“chishiya, you’re closed off. i cant read your mind. it’s fucking confusing.”

“you don’t think i’m confused too?”

now, you didn’t say anything. you wanted to hear what he had to say. the hand gripping on to his exterior slowly slipping away.

“i don’t know what it is about you, but it’s driving me crazy. i would have never done what I’ve done for you to anyone else. and i can’t seem to figure out why,” he continued. “all i know is that, i don’t want anything to happen to you. and i’ll keep my eye on you forever if i have to just for it to stay that way.”

the grip finally let go. revealing a bundle of messy and confusing feelings. to anyone else, this sounds hard to read — like chishiya himself.

to you, it’s him finally comfortable in letting you see such a vulnerable side of him.

you moved slowly and closer to him. careful like he was going to vanish at any point if you made even the slightest of a wrong move.

his eyes back on the floor, slowly crept up to yours when your faces were inches away from each other.

“i’m grateful for you. please, don’t think i’m not,” you muttered.

“do you trust me?” he whispered, so quietly that you wouldn’t have been able to hear it if you were an inch farther from him.

you nodded.

chishiya didn’t know what he was doing. he didn’t know what he had gotten himself into. yet, he let his muscles and emotions take over when he placed his lips on yours.

he moved his hands to your face to cradle you gently whilst you kissed back with just as much passion, feeling every part of him that you could. cherishing every part of him that he allowed you to see.

it was like he was telling you everything he wanted to say but didn’t have the words to do so.

you moved your hands to his neck, tilting your head deeper into the kiss. you felt that smirk of his, so proud and so free.

eventually, you both pulled away, still inches close to each other. chishiya wanted to hold on to you still, moving his hands from your face to your waist.

while chishiya still didn’t know what it was about you that made you so different from the rest, he did know that it felt right. something had finally felt right in his life. he couldn’t calculate or prove it — he just had to let it be. and over time, he’ll learn to be okay with that. as long as you’re next to him.

you smiled up at him, giving him that familiar feeling he first felt during the tag game, further proving his point.

“a whole lot i got from you there,” you joked.

he smirked, knowing how out of character this must’ve been. “please for the love of god, don’t mention this to kuina.”

you rolled your eyes playfully, motioning your fingers across your lips like you were sealing them.

it would take time to get used to. but for now, it felt right. you were the heaven in this god forsaken hell. and he will cherish you with all his being.

he smiled at your gesture. for once he felt at peace. you were his peace.

[whereisten]

hihi again, if you still can, can you do one with 20 and 42 or 28 and 146 with yuta? xoxo <3

So SO sorry for the delay😭 here it is! I hope you like it❤️

20-“If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

42-how have you survived this long by yourself?

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The Marriage Mission

Pairing: Secret Agent!Yuta X Secret Agent!Y/N

Summary: You and Yuta are secret agents that are paired up for a big mission, and despite hating each other’s guts, you get married..makes sense, right?

Contains: enemies to lovers shenanigans, fluff, comedy?, suggestive/smutty scenes (nothing too detailed..unless you want that later ;)), violence, gun mention, knife mention, cursing, 5.4k words (AHHH really didnt want it to be so long)

“There’s no way in hell I’m working with that bastard!” You slammed your assignment folder onto your boss’ desk.

“Come on, Haechan, this guy nearly cost the lives of four men during a mission in Tokyo, why in the world would you allow him to come here?”

Haechan stared at the folder. “Do you really think you have a say in this, Agent 73?”

You swallowed hard.

“Your last partner is in the ICU as we speak! You need every last bit of help you can get regardless of where it comes from. Now sit down!”

You immediately sat in the chair across from him. “I’ve handled almost every solo mission you’ve given me since, come on Haechan.”

“Yuta is top of his class not only in Osaka, but in the world. You should be jumping at the opportunity to work with someone like him. You’ve failed more than once and I’ve been very tempted to fire you and get you out of my hair, but you’ve got irreplaceable talent too.”

Haechan sighed and crossed his hands over the folder.

“Which is why I need the two of you to work together on this. The subject is a powerful man. We’ll need your talent and Yuta’s brains to capture him. There is no way you can do this one on your own.”

“Sir.. the guy is not that great, how do you know he won’t get us both killed and get this agency exposed? Based on the Tokyo case, I can tell that he’s erratic! He doesn’t act…rationally.”

“Is that what you read in the file..or is that what your dumbass buddies told you?” 

You heard a voice echo from behind you.

You closed your eyes. “Shit.”

Haechan smiled as he looked at the man behind you. “Ah Yuta, nice of you to join us, please take a seat.”

Yuta, dressed in a tight long sleeve blue collar shirt, sits beside you. The watch on his wrist is silver and big, and he smells like lavender and mint. You hated the fact that you liked it. “It” being everything he wore. His long black hair was pulled back into a low bun so you could see his sharp facial features clearly.

“So as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted..” Haechan gave you a stern glare.

“With Yuta’s knowledge of Japanese, and your beauty, grace and other talents… we can capture the subject..”

“Does the subject only speak Japanese? Wh-“

Yuta interrupts you. “No, he speaks a total of seven languages, but speaks to his henchmen in Japanese only..I’ll be able to listen in and understand exactly what he says..while you..wait, what do you do again?” He chuckles as he turns to you.

Your eyes widen. “Don’t ask me what I do, just uphold your end and don’t get us killed.”

“Well..I’ll leave you two alone to plan. Remember, I don’t give a damn how it gets done, just do it.” Haechan stands up and walks out leaving the two of you to talk.

You sigh and hold your head in your hands. “I should’ve just quit last week.”

———

You and Yuta had two weeks to prepare to ambush your subject, Ren. He was a powerful cartel operator with connections that ran deep in too many cities to count and your agency needed to take him down as the police couldn’t.

You met with Yuta at a cafe. He was looking different from the first time you met him. He wore a simple T-shirt with black jeans, converse and aviator sunglasses. His hair was now in a half-up, half down style with a few strands gracing his face.  His slender fingers flipped through the pages of your brief and you could help but notice how well manicured his nails were. 

After about 30 minutes of silence, Yuta finally speaks. 

“So..what’s our plan?” He closes the folder and sits back in his chair at the relatively empty cafe.

You look out the window and cross your arms on the table. “I don’t know..you’re the one with the brains apparently.”

Yuta chuckles before taking a sip of his iced coffee.

“I say we knock him out and drag him in, but that would be a bit..erratic, wouldn’t it?”

You smiled and leaned back into your chair.

“I’m not gonna apologize for that, I trust what my coworkers have said about you.”

“And I didn’t ask for an apology, did I?”

Yuta smiles back, his eyes glistened in the afternoon sun.

“Listen, sweetheart, I hate you just as much as you hate me. I don’t see your importance to this mission, and I really think I should do this on my own, you’ll just get in the way.”

You furrowed your brows and leaned in closer to him.

“First of all, don’t call me sweetheart. Second of all, if Haechan trusted you enough to complete this on your own, he would’ve let you. Don’t get upset with me at your incompetence.” You rolled your eyes.

“Incompetence?” Yuta chuckles. “I'm not the one who let my partner end up in the ICU.”

You grabbed the butter knife on the table and stood up quickly. You were about to hold it to his throat when he grabbed your wrist and twisted your arm.

“Ahh!” You groan in pain as you open your fist to let the knife fall.

The workers in the cafe stare at the both of you in shock.

Yuta quickly let you go and grabbed the file from the table.

You wince and hold your wrist to your chest. “You bastard.”

“Come on sweetheart, let’s get out of here.” He fakes a smile while waving to the baristas and grabs you by the arm to walk you outside.

“Try that again, and I’ll put you right alongside your buddy in the ICU myself.” He says through gritted teeth.

You pull yourself away from him.

“Fuck you!”

You walk away and head to your apartment.

Yuta laughs to himself.

“This is gonna be fun.”

———

[A few days later]

You couldn’t stop thinking about Yuta. He was a gorgeous man with a tempting voice and charm about him. Yeah, you wanted to slap him most of the time, but you liked how he handled you and returned your smart remarks like they were nothing.

You shook your head. “What am I thinking?” You said to yourself as you walked home with groceries in hand.

But you knew exactly what you were thinking, you liked Yuta..a lot.

Surprisingly, Yuta felt the same way. He was blessed and cursed with the gift to acutely observe everything in front of him. He liked the depth of your eyes and the way your hands held everything so gently. He liked the scent of your conditioner, pineapple and coconut, he guessed and was actually correct. He even liked the way you spoke to him. He had never had a partner like you, so daring, so smart, and yet so beautiful.

You stumble into your apartment with groceries in hand, but you stop when you notice that a pair of slippers are at your front door.

You quickly place your bags down and grab the gun hidden under your kitchen counter. You hold it up and walk sideways through your apartment. You don’t hear or sense any one, but someone had to be inside. 

And then you hear your toilet flush.

You stand outside of the door ready to fire at whoever was inside.

“Whew..do not go in there for a few minutes.” Yuta walks out and stops when he sees you.

“Oh..hey.”

You relax your arms and hold your gun to your side. “Yuta, what the hell? How did you get in here? And what are you doing using my bathroom?! Are you insane?!”

Yuta walks by you and to the living room.

“Sweetheart, you left the window open. That’s a rookie mistake.”

“Well, I’m on the 20th floor, I don’t exactly expect anyone but Spiderman to break in. So who gave you a key?”

He looks at his nails and sits back into your couch. “No one did, I memorized the pattern on your key the other day at the cafe and made my own.”

“Yuta! That’s crazy! You can’t just do that.”

“And you can’t just lunge at my throat with a butter knife and yet, you did.” He smirks.

You scoff. “I’m not sorry about that. You’re unbelievable, I can’t wait for this mission to be complete, so you can go back to Japan and leave me the hell alone.”

You start to unpack your groceries. You didn’t notice that Yuta watched you carefully. He liked your hair, the smoothness of your skin and the way you pout your lips. For someone in this industry, you looked soft and gentle. You were too beautiful for this line of work and it frustrates him.

He clears his throat. “Speaking of the mission, any ideas yet?”

“Hmm I’m not sure, I’ve read over the file a few times and the only thing that sticks out to me is the fact that he likes to sleep with married women..it’s weird and feels unnecessary for our mission, but I’m sure we could use that information.”

“I see.” Yuta nods and sticks his hands into the pocket of his hoodie.

“We could get one of his ex lovers to get him into a room, we ambush him and-“ you continue.

“No..that’s too much to risk, chances are his partners are under constant surveillance even if they are only exes.”

You sigh. “You’re right.”

“However…we could get him to fall for you..it wouldn’t be difficult.”

You raised your brows and smiled confidently. “Oh? Is it because I’m so pretty and charming?”

Yuta leaned forward with his elbows on his knees as he thought about the plan. “No, it’s because you’re easy..he’s easy too.”

You frowned and slammed your fridge door shut.

“If we pretend that we’re married, he’ll instantly feel attracted and drawn to you.”

“Ew no, next plan.” You shook your coat off.

“Y/n, we don’t have time for this, just pretend for one night.” Yuta rolls his eyes.

“I’m not doing it, there has to be another solution.”

“The best way to get a man to be vulnerable is to get him behind closed doors with lustful eyes only for you..”

“That’s not the part that bothers me, Yuta.” You stand in front of him with your hands on your hips.

“Believe me, I’m not thrilled to be married to a wench like you, but we’re getting paid for this. Plus, we already fight like a married couple.”

You bite your bottom lip and look away. “Did you just call me a wench?”

“Do you prefer “sweetheart” now?” He asks sarcastically.

“Fine, let’s do this your way and watch this mission fail. Now, get out.”

Yuta smiles widely and pats his lap. “Come on, honey, just once before your hubby hits the road.”

“GET. OUT!”

———

[The Night of the Gala]

Yuta’s mouth fell open when you walked out of your apartment. You looked effortlessly stunning in a long black dress that hugged your curves. The accentuation of your cleavage made his face turn red and he was hopeful that it was too dark outside for you to notice.

Unfortunately for him, you did. You smirked and stepped closer to him. 

“Are you trying to catch flies with that mouth?” You taunted.

Yuta chuckled and his white teeth showed brightly in the night. You couldn’t help but smile back.

“You look amazing.” He whispered once you stood right in front of him.

“I know. Now are you gonna open the door like a fine gentleman,…husband?”

Yuta put his hands in the pockets of his black tuxedo and nodded.

“Yes, but one more thing..”

You looked down as he took his hand in yours.

He then revealed a gold ring with a stunning sapphire colored stone in the center. It wasn’t too big nor too small, it was just right.

Your eyes widened. “Wh-where did you get this?”

Yuta only smiled softly as he placed it onto your ring finger.

“And how is it a perfect fit?”

“Sweetheart I’m a trained secret agent, you don’t think I could guess your size?”

He teased you by glancing at your cleavage.

“Ugh..why do I even bother?” You shook your head.

“And it’s my grandmother’s..”

You gasped.

“Oh no..Yuta I cant..”

“But I want you to…” he looked into your eyes as his voice deepened.

“Just for tonight, sweetheart, let’s make it official.”

You swallowed hard and watched as he opened the door to the limo.

While in the limo, Yuta looked out of the window to avoid staring at you. He could watch you all night. Your face feels warm as you stare at the ring and think of how he looked at you with desire in his eyes.

You startled him when you intertwined your fingers with his. 

He quickly turned to you. "w-what are you doing?"

"Just practicing.." you smiled and Yuta could feel himself falling more and more in love with you. He stares at your lips donning a red shade that compliments your skin tone. 

He then looks away and continues to hold your hand. “I think it’s because you’re nervous.”

You scoff. “Ugh, you’re the worst. Just be thankful I’m even touching you right now.”

After about 20 minutes, you arrived at the gala. You got out of the limo and nudged Yuta’s side.

“If you die, I’m gonna kill you” you try to say menacingly, but Yuta can’t take you seriously.

“Good one sweetheart, kill me when I’m already dead.” Yuta smirks before kissing you. You’re stunned at first, maybe even frightened. His eyes were closed and you realized that this was part of the mission.

You quickly closed yours as well and turned your head. He was a good kisser, great even. He held your face gently in his hands and deepened the kiss. You expected him to pull away, but he only held you close.

It felt like you both had been waiting centuries for this and didn’t want to stop. But after a few long seconds, he lets you go and looks into your eyes before smiling.

“Just practicing...Your lipstick is still intact so that’s good.”

You nod and blink rapidly before heading inside.

———

While at the gala, you easily spot Ren and work your way towards him together with your arms locked around each other.

Ren’s eyes quickly fall onto yours as you pretend to walk by.

“Hi, who are you? I don’t believe we’ve met before.”

He stops a conversation with him and three other men just to acknowledge your presence.

“Oh…hi, my name is Athena..and this is my husband, Kento.” You smile and tug Yuta closer to you.

Ren smiles, but his eyes are still stuck on you.

“Oh? Married? What a lucky man.” He chuckles.

“Yes, well, if you’ll excuse me, I must find the washroom.” Yuta steps away, leaving you to complete the first part of the mission: Seduce Ren.

And within just a few minutes, it works. The men Ren was speaking with before you came by, walked away and joined the rest of the party, leaving you and Ren alone to flirt.

“You’re so beautiful, I’d love to take you out sometime.” 

You bat your eyelashes and smile. “Thank you, sir, I’d love that, but more than ever, I’d love to go somewhere a bit more quiet than here.” You look up at him with wide eyes. Ren was about 6’3 and fit, his stature was intimidating, but you knew he had no idea who you really were so you just had to keep going.

Ren takes your hand and kisses it. “Of course..I’ll show you my art collection, if that’s alright with you..”

Ren takes you to the west wing of the mansion. You studied a blueprint of his home and knew that his master bedroom was just a floor above the art room, he clearly planned to take you there after.

You and Ren spoke for nearly 30 minutes in the art room about the history of the pieces and your lives as well. You pretended to be a stay at home wife who was unhappy with her husband, while Ren pretended to be an auctioneer. You both lied, but only one of you actually knew that.

“Well, I suppose that’s enough for tonight..” Ren steps toward the entry way with your hand in his.

“Ren..I would really like..to spend more time with you.” You step closer to him. 

He watches your lips and lowers his head so that he may kiss them, you close your eyes and get ready for it, but then—

“Oh! There you are!” Yuta speeds towards the two of you.

You stare at him in shock.

“I was looking for you everywhere, but this mansion is just so big ha ha!”

Yuta takes your hand.

Ren nearly tugs you back towards him, but lets you go as to not cause a scene.

“I was able to show your wife what I thought was some of the finest pieces to ever be created by man, but I discovered that she is in fact the most beautiful art in the world. She’s priceless.”

You blink rapidly and watch Ren blush. Was he really falling for you?

Yuta pulls you closer to his side and looks into your eyes. You look back at him.

“Yes..I know, she is truly the prettiest sight.”

And for a moment, you sense sincerity in his tone.

“I must get going..Athena, I hope to see you again later.” Ren smiles and walks away as Yuta takes you by the hand and kisses it.

He was jealous and couldn’t hide it for longer than he did. 

Confused, you lock eyes with him again, this time forgetting what you were supposed to be doing. You could see the envious glare in his eyes. He’s captivating in his tuxedo with his hair pulled back, a strand dangling in front of his forehead perfectly.

You pull him to a bathroom upstairs and scold him for nearly messing up the mission.

“You nearly fucked up the mission! We have to get close to him even if that means seducing him, Yuta! This was the plan!”

“Shhh..” he places a finger over your lips, your face softens as you fall into the wall behind you gently. Yuta steps forward, looking down on you as you gaze up at him in confusion.

“The man sees thousands of women every week..are you sure you’re ready for him? What makes you worthy of his time?” Yuta smirks.

You cower and begin to stutter.

“I-I’m a woman, a beautiful woman actually, it’s not that difficult. He was already falling for me.”

Yuta scoffs and looks at your neck. “The good thing is, you smell good..but what are you wearing underneath this..if anything?”

Your eyes widen and you push him off of you. “What kind of shit are you trying to pull right now? And why are you so jealous?”

Yuta smiles and turns to you. “Hey. I just wanna make sure you’re able to really “wow” the man…because if you don’t, this mission will fail.”

He crosses his arms and leans onto the wall.

You roll your eyes. “Fine..I’ll show you what I’m wearing.”

Yuta smiles and nods.

“…that way you’ll be mad as hell while I’m with him and not you.”

His smile falters slightly at your statement. 

You zip your dress down as you walk towards Yuta slowly, watching his eyes trace over your shoulders and then your curves.

You wore a red lingerie set with a garter belt to match. Your breasts rested wonderfully in the red lace bra with a bow at the front. Your thong had a matching bow at the back, so you stepped out of the dress now on the floor and spun around for Yuta to see it.

Yuta swallowed hard at the sight. You looked amazing. He wanted to wrap his arms around you while taking a taste of your sweet, glowing skin.

You turned to face him. “You want to unwrap the bows..don’t you?” You teased.

Yuta looked away and chuckled.

You stepped closer to him so your chest lay right on top of his as you dragged your left leg up. “What’s wrong? You’re the one that wants to see what another man is getting later on.”

Yuta swallowed hard before walking away from you.

“Put your dress back on, let’s finish this. Seduce the bastard so I never have to see you again.”

You smirked and did as he demanded. Once you were dressed, you both went to leave, but as soon as Yuta opened the door, you were faced with Ren and two of his henchmen.

“Oh…shit.” Yuta says.

“Who the fuck are you people? No, you know what? Get them!” He yelled in Japanese as his two men ran after you. 

You quickly grabbed the soap dispenser from the counter and hit it hard against the giant’s head. Yuta fought the other with punches to his chest before grabbing a knife from his jacket. He swung it at the man who backed away before lunging forward to grab it.

You ran over to try to help him, but you suddenly felt arms around your waist.

Ren grabbed you harshly and threw you into the counter. You cried out as your rib crashed against the edge of it.

Yuta immediately looked over and gave his enemy one final finishing punch. He was done with him and made helping you his top priority.

Ren grabbed you by the throat and pushed your body into the wall.

“You’re way too pretty to be an assassin, what a shame. I was actually starting to like you.” He smirked as he choked you.

Yuta was about to grab his arm when your enemy rose up from his slumber to take him down.

You quickly spit in Ren’s eye, causing him to yell and loosen his grip. You then punched him in the rib and jammed your heel onto his foot. Ren falls to the floor in pain.

You look at Yuta who struggles to overpower his enemy, and just as you’re about to help him, Ren grabs your ankle to bring you to the ground with him. You try to fight him off but he grabs both wrists and pins them above your head. You had clearly underestimated how powerful he was.

He holds both wrists in one hand tightly and starts to repeatedly punch your side with his other fist. He kneeled over you and completely controlled your body with his impressive strength.

“Ahh!” You cry out as a sharp pain starts to build. You knew that you were just seconds away from having a rib or two be completely broken at the hands of Ren.

Yuta finally stabs his enemy in the side and runs over to punt Ren, knocking him unconscious.

Yuta pushes him off of you and helps you up.

“Shit..this hurts.” You whimper.

“Damn it, you’re a weakling. How have you survived this long by yourself?” He places your arm over his shoulder as he hurries you out of the mansion. The people downstairs are oblivious to everything that happened so you get out quickly.

“Oh shut up, you weren’t exactly giving John Wick back there.” You mumbled.

Yuta could only laugh as he helped you into your shared Porsche dropped off by another undercover agent.

“God, these seats are uncomfortable.” You wince as the pain radiates through you.

“Stop whining before I give you something to whine about.”

Yuta says as he drives with one hand on the wheel.

Your mouth fell open. “And what do you mean by that?”

Yuta smirks. “I guess you’ll just have to find out.”

You rolled your eyes. 

He drove you back to your place and helped you inside once he was sure no one had followed you.

“How are you feeling?”

He asks as he holds your hand and helps you inside.

“Like shit.” You groan.

“Help me take this dress off please.”

Yuta zips your dress down slowly and laughs, his steamy breath hits your lower back, making you shiver. His hands run over your sides before he pecks a light kiss on the place you felt a nasty bruise forming at.

You fidget, not because it was painful, but because you truly didn’t expect the affectionate gesture from him. It makes your heart weak.

“Well there goes our brilliant plan of seduction.” He whispers against it while looking up at you.

You smile to yourself. “Hmm not exactly.”

Yuta drags the dress down over your bottom, his fingers pressing into the soft skin of your thighs carefully..purposefully.

“What do you mean by that?” He raises an eyebrow. He then grips your ankle and takes it out of your heel and you’ve never felt more like a princess.

“I’d say I seduced at least one man tonight.”

Yuta chuckles. “Is that so?”

He stands up straight.

You hesitate because you’re not confident that Yuta feels the same way after tonight. It was just a mission and you two swore to hate each other, but what was this tension between you?

With your back still facing him you whisper “They’re yours to unwrap tonight.”

You can feel his warmth over you, you feel his staggered breathing and his delicate fingers playing with the ribbons on your thong. His other hand snakes its way up your abdomen to cup your breast for a moment. He then begins to play with the ribbon of your bra while you exhale shakily

But he won’t do anything, he won’t unwrap the bow and make love to you like you so desperately want him to.

“Hmm..if this is all you have to offer, I don’t need it.” He teases and turns away.

Your chest falls and you flick your head to him in disbelief.

“What?!”

He sits down on your couch and spreads his arms across it. You fight the urge to smack the smirk off of his face. Here you were on full display in a $300 lingerie set for him and it still wasn’t enough.

“Listen..lace is nice and all, but what makes you think I haven’t seen it already?”

You scoff. “You know what, forget I even said anything!” You march to your room and start to take your garter belt off, but he walks in after you and spins you around. He kisses you suddenly and deeply for the second time tonight, turning his head as his arms hug your back.

You bring your body closer to him, but he still doesn’t bring your pelvis to his like you quietly begged him to.

He drags the straps of your bra down and begins to kiss along your jaw and then your neck.

You whimper quietly as to not inflate his ego, but the truth was, his lips felt amazing on your heated skin. 

He continues down to the tops of your breasts, but doesn’t lower your bra. Instead, he resumes kissing your lips and running his hands down your back.

He pulls away to breathe and looks into your eyes while licking his lips. “You should get some rest and take care of your side.”

Your mouth falls open as your brows furrow.

He walks back out of the room and gathers his things.

“You bastard! Do you want me to beg? Why do I even try? I hate you! Ugh!”

“I love you too, honey. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He says in a mockingly sweet tone and closes your front door.

You fall into the bed and exhale loudly.

———

The next day, you received a knock on your door around 2.

You grabbed your gun and held it beside you before looking through your peephole.

It was a delivery man, but your enemies often dressed up as them so you didn’t open your door.

Your phone buzzed. 

*Text Received*

Yuta: You should open the door.

You stared back at your screen in confusion. How did he know that you received a package?

But you did as he said and took the package inside.

When you opened it you found a gorgeous purple, pink, and baby blue rhinestone bra and panty set. In the center of the bra and panty was a butterfly. The piece was magnificent and unlike anything you’d seen before, but you hadn’t ordered it. Then you looked at the gift note attached.

May fate bring us together again one day so I can see you in this. That ass is a present and I’d love to unwrap it.

Love, 

your incredibly hot and sexy husband, 

Yuta

“One day? What the hell is he talking about?”

Just then your phone rang and it was Haechan.

“Good afternoon, Agent 73, Ren is telling us everything we need to know. I’ll let you know when we have another job for you, Standbye...”

“Haechan, wait!” You paused. “I’m sorry, sir, Yuta and I didn’t complete our mission last night, Ren-“

“-was brought in this morning by Yuta himself, were you not there to be of assistance?” Haechan asks intimidatingly.

“Oh no…I’m sorry, yes I was there.” You lied to save yourself from Haechan’s scolding.

“….okay so..good job, now you and Yuta can go back to living separate lives. The good news is you didn't kill each other and Agent 44 is now responsive and out of the ICU. Agent 73, I’ll call you soon, standby.”

You hung up and stared at the last text Yuta sent you.

You quickly texted him back.

You: what did you do? How did you capture Ren on your own? Why didn’t you wake me up?

*message failed to send*

“Of fucking course”

Now that the mission was completed, neither of your phone numbers were valid. You had no connection to Yuta.

The truth was Yuta went back to the mansion after he left you. He was pissed that Ren hurt you and took matters into his own hands. He was so angry, he couldn’t bear to wait another day. So he followed him home, snuck into his room and beat the shit out of him when he was alone. He then tied him up and snuck him out of his place through some nearby bushes.

Ren was much bigger than him, but his training allowed him to easily restrain and carry him.

It was all for you at this point, he didn’t give a damn about the mission. Someone hurt you and he had to make sure they paid. Yuta had deep feelings for you, for you quickly attacked his heart with the first smile he ever saw gracing your beautiful face. 

Sadly, you didn’t know his affection ran this deep and he wasn’t sure if you felt the same way. 

You sat down on your couch and looked at the box while sighing. “Damn it, I really hate this guy.” But the truth was you didn’t. You liked him a lot and now that you were back to being alone, you couldn’t help but feel empty. You missed him and doubted that you’d ever see him again. 

It was almost like he was taunting you, leaving you with not only a fond memory of him, but with his grandmother’s ring on your finger as well. You stared at it for a few seconds, debating whether or not to take it off, but for some reason you didn’t.

Yuta was a lot of things, but a stupid man he was not. He planned to track you and keep you on his radar through the ring. He wasn’t sure how long or what he even planned to do with it, but he just had to know where you were in order to feel sane..just until the day you meet again.

Furthermore, the fact that you wore it for days..months after told him you actually did like the idea of being married to him. He closed the tracker app on his phone and stepped into his home in Japan with a smile on his face.