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horangare · 1 year

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omggg please do a part 2 to the dilf jeonghan fic

tis the season

pairing : dilf!jeonghan x college student!reader

content : smut (mdni u already know)

in which : it’s time for christmas break, and iseul is asking you to buy some time with her father so she can finish her last minute shopping. you’ve been meaning to spend some one on one time with her dad, and now you finally can

warnings : age gap (late 40’s jeonghan, early 20’s reader), daddy kink (i’m sorry but it’s also like barely there), pet names (princess, baby, good girl, slut, whore, sir), dom & sub dynamics, dumbification, teasing (dirty talk, degradation, praise), mentions of multiple orgasms, fingering, finger sucking, lingerie kink (kinda? i think?), u two want each other so bad, iseul (yeah she’s a warning in this one lol), hannie’s kinda mean but u like it

wc : 3.3K words

note : i was wondering how long it would be before someone requested this. srry it took so long omg i had no idea what i wanted to do w this i literally had like 3 diff ideas

part 1

By now, the Yoon household had become like a second home to you.

Even though it was just Iseul, Jeonghan, and that big maze of a house, it didn’t ever feel like anything was missing. Since Iseul brought you over the first time, things hardly ever changed. You’d still slept in Iseul’s room whenever you slept over (until Jeonghan made one of the guest rooms into a room for you, then the two of you both started having your sleepovers there), you still took a wrong turn trying to find the bathroom and ended up in the kitchen or the laundry room, and you still ended up bent over on a new surface somewhere in the house while Jeonghan had his way with you.

It was a comfortable routine. One you were upset would have to abandon for the next three weeks to drag yourself back to your dull little hometown to spend time with your family and a handful of other relatives who’s names you couldn’t remember even if you tried.

“You know you could just come stay with us,” Iseul said offhandedly one day when you mentioned how much you were dreading on returning home. The suggestion hadn’t held that much meaning when Iseul gave it, she already knew just how much you enjoyed coming over, but in that moment she had become your saving grace.

“Really? You mean it?” The girl just nodded, jumping in surprise when you pulled her into a hug and spun her around. “What would I do without you, Iseul?”

“Wow, it’s that bad, huh?” She laughed, patting you on the shoulder once you had placed her back on the ground.

“Oh please, you have no idea.”

You rode in Iseul’s car for the first time the next day. When she asked how you were planning to get there and you mentioned the countless number of times you’ve Ubered back and forth to her house, she nearly started crying and promised to drive you anywhere you wanted from now on. “Do you know how much money that adds up to? No more Ubers!”

So now here you were, in the passengers seat of Iseul’s white Honda Accord, gripping onto the handle above the door as Iseul sped down the roads with the most stoic look on her face you think you’ve ever seen. The Ubers may have been expensive, but at least they were safe. It confused you a little; you had ridden in the car with Jeonghan at the wheel before and never had an experience like this. Clearly Iseul hadn’t inherited those skills from him, but right now you were wishing she had.

“Are you alright?” She looked over at you when the car finally came to a stop at a red light. You nodded, one of your hands flat against your chest as you felt your heart threatening to beat right out of your ribcage. Iseul smiled, either ignoring the panic you were trying to hide or not picking up on it at all as she sped off as soon as the light had turned green. “We’re gonna take a shortcut, there’s way too much traffic right now and—shit!” The car lurched to a halt, both you and Iseul’s bodies jerking forward with the sheer force of the stop. “Oops, I almost hit the curb.”

You really needed your own car.

After spending the next eight minutes in Iseul’s death trap car, you pretty much threw yourself out of the seat when you saw that she was pulling into the garage to the side of the house. You considered kissing the ground, but you didn’t. Your sister was a worse driver.

“Dad, we’re home,” Iseul shouted into the warm interior of the house. There was no immediate verbal response from Jeonghan, he just snaked his way through the hallways of the space with a mug in his hands and a smile on his face.

“Hi, Seulie,” He hummed, letting his eyes wander over to you. “Hello, [Y/n].”

“Hi, Mr. Yoon.”

“How was the drive? Was there a lot of traffic?” Jeonghan had already started retreating back to the living room, you and Iseul followed, seating yourselves next to each other on the couch.

“It was fine. The traffic wasn’t so bad, everyone’s probably going to the airport.” Iseul hummed. She turned her head in your direction. “Dad’s happy you’re staying over. He pretends like he’s calm about it, but he giggled when I called him and told him earlier.”

Your body flushed with heat at your friend’s casual comment, your eyes flitting over to Jeonghan, who was staring down into his mug. The two of you haven’t gotten to spend much time together for a while since you were usually coming over to spend time with Iseul lately. He missed you.

“We’ll have the next three weeks to spend together, sir.” You smiled, finally getting him to look back at you. One of his eyebrows quirked upwards—he was expecting to keep that promise, but he wouldn’t say it. He would just expect you to act on it.

And you would.

You hadn’t acted on it.

A week into staying with Iseul and Jeonghan, you had spent almost every waking moment of your time with your friend. Baking cookies, decorating the house, watching Christmas movies, going ice skating for the first time in your life (and having Iseul laugh at you until she cried when you ate shit on the ice over and over again), and a plethora of other festive events. You had been having such a good time with her, the promise you made to Jeonghan had let itself slip from your mind. The most the two of you could do was kiss for a few seconds before Iseul came popping up from around a corner or shouting your name to the house in hopes of a response. She was his daughter, and you were her friend, but he was losing his patience. All he wanted was some time to have you all to himself.

Maybe today he would finally get the chance.

Monday morning greeted you with a six am phone call from Iseul, which you answered, your mind and voice still riddled with sleep. “Hello?”

“So sorry to call you so early, but I am totally gonna make it up to you.”

“Iseul, what—”

“Look, I have to finish shopping for presents. I don’t know when I’ll be done, there’s kind of a lot on my list,” She explained, and you thought she was joking. It was just her, you, and Jeonghan. How long could the list possibly be? “Anyway, I just wanted to let you know where I was. Something else…oh! Maybe spend some time with dad while I’m away. He gets lonely, y’know. Okay, that’s all, bye!” Iseul hung up the phone before you could even process everything she had said, leaving you staring at the device in your hand dumbfounded.

“Okay.” You sighed, dragging yourself out of bed and to the bathroom (the one connected to your new room, because you were sick and tired of almost pissing yourself because you walked into the study instead) to freshen up.

Finally, you thought. Finally you’d have private time to spend, just you and Jeonghan. The time you spend with Iseul was precious to you, obviously, the girl was your best friend. But if you said the reason you had wanted to come over was just to avoid your family and bond with Iseul, you’d have been lying. You smiled to yourself, wondering what the two of you would do, and you squeezed your thighs together if it would be anything like you had come to finish your midterm project.

You jumped at the sound of the door opening and peeked your head out of the bathroom, your body relaxing when you saw Jeonghan standing in the doorway, his hands behind his back. You sighed with relief, bending over slightly to spit out the toothpaste in your mouth and wiping your mouth.

“Do you and Iseul always wake up so early?” You asked him as he got closer. He shook his head.

“It’s usually just me that’s up at this time.” He mumbled. “Where is she, anyway?”

“Last minute shopping.” You said, finally turning your body to face his. His hands were still behind his back, and Jeonghan smirked when you tried to peek at what he was hiding. “What is that?”

“What, this?” He shrugged. “Oh nothing. Just something I picked up one day. It’s supposed to be your present, but I guess it wouldn’t hurt to give it to you now, hm?”

You gasped, your heart swelling with the knowledge that Jeonghan had gone out and gotten something for you. Both of his eyebrows shot up at the excitement creeping onto your face and he quickly turned away from you.

“Or maybe I should just wait until Christmas. You wouldn’t mind, would you? I’m sure the presents Seulie got for you will be better than this.” Still smirking, Jeonghan started to walk away but stopped in place when you pulled on his arm.

“No! I’m sorry sir, really am.” You pouted, reaching to try and take the present from Jeonghan, but he easily held it just out of your reach. “Iseul will be gone for a while. It’s…just the two of us.”

Jeonghan groaned at that. He loved his daughter, but he’d gone too long without getting to have you all to himself. Turning back around, Jeonghan placed the gift in your hands. “Alright, princess. Just one condition before you open this.”

“Anything for you, sir.” You but your lip in anticipation, eagerly awaiting the response he would give you. Jeonghan leaned down, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

“You have to do anything I say, got that?” You exhaled shakily, but you still nodded, and Jeonghan cupped your face, swiping his thumb along your bottom lip.

“Good girl,” he murmured, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. He tasted good, sweet, like hot chocolate. That’s probably what he’s been drinking in that mug everyday. When he pulled away, you whined, much to Jeonghan’s delight. “I’m not going anywhere. Go on, open your present.”

You smiled, giving your full attention to the neatly wrapped box in your hands, gently untying the silver ribbon holding it together and lifting the top of the box up. You gasped. Lingerie. Jeonghan got you lingerie. “S-sir, I…”

“Put it on for me. Right here.”

Stunned into silence by his abrupt request, your clothing was thrown to the ground with haste. Jeonghan watched you the entire time from his seat on the edge of your bed, drinking in the way you would fidget and avoid making eye contact with him. Yeah, you were a little nervous. He’s never asked you to strip for him, usually he would just rip off your clothes to avoid wasting any time. He really seemed to be enjoying the fact that Iseul was away.

“It’s pretty, sir.” You whispered, tracing your fingers over the delicate lace now adorning your skin. It was white with pale pink detailing, and the bra piece had mesh slips that went all the way around your upper body. The bottom piece was a thong with a slit at the crotch. Oh, and one more tiny little detail. It was almost entirely see through. “Did you have to get something with one of these…holes?”

Jeonghan nodded, pulling you into his lap, your back flush against his chest. “Makes things easier,” he said, trailing his fingers up your inner thigh. You exhaled shakily at the feeling of them circling around your wet hole. “Already so wet for me, aren’t you?” You nodded, unable to stop the moan that spilled from your lips when he pushed one of them inside you.

There was nothing Jeonghan wanted more than to fuck you senseless right now. He’d been holding himself back for a week. Just the sounds of your moans and the way he had to hold you down just to get you to stop squirming had his cock straining against his pants. The only reason he bothered with foreplay was so you’d take him without a fuss (and because he liked it when you begged him not to stop).

Your head fell back onto Jeonghan’s shoulder at the addition of a second finger, your eyes screwed shut and your mouth hanging open while you panted and whined. “F-Feels s’ good, sir. Missed this so much. Missed you so much.”

“Missed you too, baby,” Jeonghan mumbled, curling his fingers up inside of you to hit that spot that had your head spinning. You’re shaking and sweating and you can’t think straight, the feeling of Jeonghan’s fingers caressing your insides forces any other thoughts out of your head. Just when you think you can’t handle anything else, Jeonghan suddenly pinches your swollen clit, the sensation making you tighten around his fingers as you scream. “Liked that, didn’t you?” He repeated the action, the corners of his lips tilting upwards when your body reacted the same way once again.

“Mmm, yeah, liked it so much, sir. Gonna c-cum, can I?” You forced your eyes open to look at him, the pleasing look on your face doing nothing but making him harder. If he didn’t need to fuck you so bad, he would’ve said no. Seeing as this wasn’t the case, Jeonghan nodded, despite wanting this to last just a little longer.

“Yeah, princess. Go ahead and cum for me.”

His permission was all you needed before you allowed yourself to fall apart on his fingers. You cry out his name over and over until you’re left breathless. Jeonghan continues to finger you until your high has passed, and once it has, he pulls his fingers out and holds them up to your mouth. “Open,” he says, and you allow your lips to part enough for him to stick them into your mouth.

The taste of yourself on your own tongue and the action itself has you groaning, and you close your lips around his fingers, sucking off every last drop of your release.

“Good girl, sucking my fingers like the whore you are. I almost forgot how much of a slut you are,” This time, Jeonghan groans at your actions, pulling his fingers away. When you finally opened your eyes again, he was already naked. Oh, naked Jeonghan, one of your favorite sights, by far. Leaning forward, you ghosted your hands over the base of his cock, which had the older man moaning. “Fuck, baby, so desperate for my cock aren’t you? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

You fell backwards onto the bed and gazed up into Jeonghan’s eyes, holding onto his arms tightly as the tip of his cock slipped into your aching pussy. It had been long—too long—that you had gone without the satisfying feeling of Jeonghan stretching you apart and filling you to the brim, you almost forgot how good it felt. Jeonghan felt the same, he had long craved the warmth of your insides, how wet you’d get for him so easily, how you so easily obeyed his every order.

He didn’t bother to start off slow, not when he had been waiting so long to finally have you like this. His pace was rough and unforgiving, each thrust seemed deeper than the last, but still you loved every second of it.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, wanting his to be as close to you as he could possibly be. “Ah! Yes, right there, sir!” You cried, out as his cock abused your sweet spot, your eyes rolling back into your head.

“Feels so good, doesn’t it, princess? You like it when I fuck you like this? Hm? When I use this tight, cute little pussy of yours?”

You nodded, the words you had planned to say dying at the back of your throat and being replaced by sounds that were a combination of grunts and moans. With one of his hands, Jeonghan held onto your face, trying to get you to look at him. Your eyes were glassy and unfocused with lust, and Jeonghan grinned at your fucked-out state.

“Oh baby, if only you could see yourself,” He groaned. “So fucking pretty, you can’t even use your words. All you can do is moan like the little cockslut you are, isn’t that right?” Just like he had done before, Jeonghan’s fingers pinched your clit, once again making you cry out with pleasure.

You tried to speak—to warn him of your imminent orgasm, but all you could squeak out were a chorus of high-pitched whines as the man above you pushed you closer to your release. He seemed to get the hint though, with the way your hole clenched around his cock, making it harder for him to move.

“Gonna cum, princess?” You squeaked again. “Aw, I know, baby. Poor sweet thing, can’t even tell me yourself. You don’t need to ask me, since I’m sure you would’ve cum anyway. But go ahead, cum.” His tone was so mean and condescending, and that was exactly that tone that made you cum for a second time.

Not even a moment after you had cum, Jeonghan was following you over the edge, pushing his cum deeper into your pulsating core all while your spent body shuddered beneath him. He shushed you, stroking your hair to get you to become calm and quiet once more before snapping his hips forward again.

“S-sir! I’m still…” Jeonghan shushed you again, never letting up with the fast pace he had set earlier on. His hips snapped against yours, the sound of skin against skin being one of the only sounds in the room aside from your pornographic moans and the occasional groans or rare grunt from Jeonghan. You were so out of it, you couldn’t even stop the words that came flying out of your mouth. “D-Daddy, please…”

You don’t think you’ve ever heard Jeonghan moan so loud.

“It’s alright baby, Daddy’s got you.”

The two of you continued for what felt like hours. Several different positions, a dozen more orgasms, one very long bath, and a two-hour long nap later, you could finally feel your body again. You blinked, looking around the room when Jeonghan opened the door.

“You’re awake,” his smile was gentle. “Do you need anything?”

You shook your head. “No, that’s alright, thank you.”

Jeonghan made his way to the bed and knelt down in front of you. “I didn’t hurt you, did I, baby?” The concern was written all over his face, the idea of you being in any sort of pain or discomfort would absolutely break his heart. Now you were the one smiling.

“No, never. If that were the case I would’ve told you, sir,” you tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear, letting your hand linger on the side of his face. “I think I’m in love with you.” You confessed quietly, almost as if you were afraid to admit it.

“You’re really gonna act all shy after everything we’ve done today?” He teased you, resting his head on your thighs. “Don’t worry, princess. I love you too.”

Don’t worry princess, I love you too.

You could’ve died right then. Jeonghan’s cheek on your thigh, his breath tickling your skin, reciprocating his love for you. Nothing could be better. Just you, Jeonghan, and—

“Hellooooo? [Y/n]? Dad? I’m home.”

Iseul.

“Iseullllll!” You shouted. Jeonghan pulled himself away despite his reluctance to part from you and stood himself up right as Iseul walked into the room.

She gasped. “Dad? You’re here too? Did I miss something?”

“Nothing at all, Seulie.” Jeonghan assured his daughter, his hand on her back as he walked her out of the room. “Did you find everything you were looking for? Nothing happened to the car, right?”

“I drive fine, what do you mean? You’re mean, you know that? [Y/n] never complains about my driving.”

He spared you one last glance, and your heart skipped a beat. It was just like the last time. Except this time, you loved Jeonghan, and he loved you back.

And that was the only thing you could ever want for Christmas.

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d3adlyromb3ar · 5 months

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‧₊˚‧₊˚ if walls could talk pt 2

— pairing. neighbor!choso x fem!reader

— synopsis. choso is waiting for you to come over as you always did at the end of the day, when he suddenly hears commotion coming from your apartment. choso doesn’t hesitate and runs over, his mind only on the thought that he hopes you’re okay.

— word count. 1.8k

— contents. angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, language, smoking, mentions of injuries to reader, mentions of assault/abuse, mentions of manipulation, choking (not the sexy kind srry), tension 🤤, choso being so incredibly sweet it should be illegal like omg ily

— notes. IM SO HAPPY YOU ALL LIKED THE FIRST PART☺️ as requested by many, here’s part two 💕credit to @\\yume041924 (left artwork) and @\\oss²¹ (right artwork) both on twitter i believe. thank you to @saradika for the dividers 🤍

part one here

You don’t know how long it had been since that very first meeting in the hallway with Choso, but since then— you two had been inseparable.

It started with him making his way out, joining you as you were locked out of your place yet again— it was getting pretty ridiculous this whole thing with your ex— but you found it bringing you one good thing from it. Choso.

Slowly, you had gone from midnight hallway talks, to knocking on his door randomly— wanting to see him. Choso hadn’t minded it one bit, if anything he felt touched that you weren’t just talking to him when things were rough— you wanted to see him regardless.

Your ex seemed to be visiting less and less as time passed, and you had hoped that he was finally coming to his senses— but that wasn’t exactly the case.

Unbeknownst to you, your ex was just as observant as Choso.

It had almost been a full week without your ex’s surprise visits. Key word— almost.

You finished cleaning your last dish, placing it on the drying rack as you dried off your own hands. Wiping some sweat off your brow with your forearm, you made your way to your bedroom— getting ready for a much needed shower.

Meanwhile in the apartment across from yours, Choso was waiting patiently for you to come visit. He had made it a daily habit of waiting for you to knock on his door. He had told you time and time again that you didn’t need to knock, and instead just come in as you were always welcome. You being as respectful as ever, you knocked every time.

Choso snuck a glance from his spot on the couch, to the flowers he had bought, sitting on the kitchen counter.

Maybe that was a bit much? He thought, biting his lip from nervousness.

You had come over many times, baked goods in hand for him. He felt flattered every time, so undeserving of your treats— which by the way were spectacular. Choso had never tasted something so good.

He found himself on a later day walking around some flower shops, taking in all different assortments. All while his mind was on you. He didn’t know where the urge came from to suddenly give you flowers, and he wondered if that was just too cheesy. None the less, he found himself buying some for you eventually. He couldn’t wait to give them to you— despite his anxieties about it.

A loud crash from your apartment broke him from his thoughts, on alert and headed straight to your door.

His hand hovered over your doorknob, his head leaning in to listen inside. He heard yet another argument, this time he heard your voice. Pained and frustrated, but you sounded angry.

Good. You had every right to be. He thought.

“Get the fuck out of here!” You screamed. “Now!”

Choso heard nothing but silence, that was until he heard the dreaded sound of a smack, and the sound of something colliding to the floor.

Without thinking whether it was you or him that was on the receiving end of it, he pushed himself through the door. His body tense and on alert as he glanced throughout the room.

The view of you fallen back on the floor, and the sight of your ex with his hand raised— it had Choso seeing red. He wasted no time and walked into him, pushing him up against the nearest wall. Choso’s hand held his throat, his eyes glaring daggers into this man— he might as well be looking into the eyes of the devil himself.

The man struggled, but Choso’s strength was godly.

“You ever lay your hands on her again, I’ll break your jaw.” Choso threatened, his eyes practically glowing red, “Got that?”

The man gagged and pushed on his arms, desperate for air as Choso kept a tight grip on his neck.

“Fin— yea— whatevr’—” The man struggled to spit out.

Choso released his neck, only to grab his jaw— his fingers pressing a death grip into his skin. He forced the man to look in his eyes.

“You got that?” Choso asked again.

The man shivered under his gaze, fear filling his body at Choso’s intimating aura. He nodded out of fear, and his expression satisfied Choso— for now.

“Now get outta here, and don’t fucking come back.”

Choso threw the guy off of him, watching as the man choked and coughed— gaining back the air he lost, and stumbled out of the apartment. Every so often glancing back to make sure Choso wasn’t following him. How pathetic.

You sat on the ground, eyes wide as you watched the whole thing— a sense of gratitude in your chest. Appreciative that your angel came to your rescue— that’s exactly what he was. Your angel.

You watched as his expression switched in a mere second. The hard, scrutinizing glare morphing into a soft, comforting one. The look specifically for you.

“Hey (Y/n)… you alright?” He squatted down to your form, his hand cupping your jaw gently and tilting it to the side. “Let me see.”

His eyes hardened again, the irritated and red skin on your cheek, finger outlines of where that bastard had hit you. The sight was enough to fuel the fire back up, and Choso wanted to chase the guy down.

He rained clam though, knowing he needed to be here with you.

“I’m so sorry honey,” He spoke gently, “Stay here.”

He got up hurriedly, and started to wet a washcloth with cold water. Meanwhile, you couldn’t focus on anything but the fluttering feeling in your belly— his term of endearment not going unnoticed. Honey.

You felt your cheeks flush, a small smile taking over your lips.

Choso returned, tilting your face again, gently laying the cold washcloth over your cheek. His eyes were hardened, studying your face and focusing on making sure your cheek was okay. It was the type of concerned expression, one that you could tell was anxiety filled.

You couldn’t take your eyes off of his, your own dancing all over his face— admiring his beauty in your apartments low lighting. He truly looked angelic.

“You okay (Y/n)?”

He noticed you had grown uncharacteristically quiet, he assumed you were just shaken up.

You snapped your eyes to the ground in between the two of you, breaking yourself from your moment of staring. You swallowed and thought for a moment.

“I’m okay.” You whispered.

His eyes met yours finally, waiting for yours to meet with his again. Your heart beat a little faster, his gaze so deep— so longing it made you nervous.

A giddy nervous.

“You sure?”

You smiled his way, your eyes sneaking a glance to his parted lips before meeting his gaze again.

“I’m okay now that you’re here.”

His eyes shifted from eye to eye, the genuine look you were giving him intimidating— but he didn’t back down from it.

“Good, I’m glad.” He breathed out.

The two of you just gazed at each other in silence, so many words unspoken. The tension was thick, the way both of your eyes kept dancing to each others lips.

There was no denying that you felt something for Choso. The way he fought for you, protected you, was there for you in moments no one else would bat an eye at. He was a consistent in your life— something you lacked your whole life up until now.

He also was so unbelievably attractive, his aura so dark and mysterious, but underneath it all— he was the softest and most caring soul you’d ever encounter. You felt so undeserving of someone as pure as him— but you greedily wanted him.

The washcloth was slipping from his fingers, the plopping sound of it hitting the floor unnoticed by both of them.

He wanted you, he knows he does. Not only in the way most would think. He wanted to be around you, know every little detail about you, wanted to experience things with you. His life had been so lively, so enjoyable the more he hung around you. You were this light he so craved, and he just adored you to the core.

“(Y/n)…” He breathed out, his eyes locking on your lips as your tongue poked out to wet them, “Can I kiss you?”

Your hands cupped his face then, his little shutter not going unnoticed. Your thumb slid down towards his mouth, your thumb running against his bottom lip— his breath warming the pad of your finger.

His eyes locked with yours again.

“Please.”

As much as he craved you, he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to yours, his hand cradling the back of your head— tilting it slightly to get a better angle.

His lips were soft and warm as they molded against yours. The way it felt like your lips were dancing together. He captured your bottom lip, pressing down with gentle pressure, making you gasp— giving him access to slide his tongue on your bottom lip.

It was intimate in the sense that your breaths were mixing together, your pants in sync with his.

Your hand trailed up the side of his face, soft caresses until you reached his hair— your fingers carding through his thick mane.

He growled at the sensation, your fingernails scraping his scalp heavenly.

He pulled away, in need to catch his breath— as did you. You both panted, staring at each other with hooded eyes— admiring each other. Gazes locked on each others swollen lips and blown out pupils.

“Ya’ alright?” He whispered out, voice unable to speak at a normal volume.

You nodded.

“Yeah.” God, you were great— fucking amazing. The only issue was that you needed another taste.

He smiled at your flushed cheeks, your drunken expression as you stared at him with such intensity. It had his heart pounding, his thumbs moving on their own and smoothing over your cheek.

“Can we do that again?” You breathed.

He chuckled and ran his thumb down over the swell of your bottom lip, forcing your lip into a frown.

“We have a lot of time for that.” He noted, and you blushed at the realization of your neediness. “Let’s head over to my place, okay?”

You were pretty tired from tonight, and knowing you were going to be with him until you fell asleep— you felt at ease.

You nodded sheepishly, wishing your blush would calm.

“C’mere.” He muttered before sliding his arms under your knees and under your back— scooping you effortlessly into his arms.

How perfect it felt to be in his embrace. It felt like nothing could ever harm you here, and you wanted to fall asleep right there.

He made his way through your apartment, to his. You leaned your head against him, tucking your head just below his chin— inhaling his scent as you did so.

Choso smiled down at you, watching your eyes flutter shut. His arms instinctively tightened at the sight, his protective nature taking over. He’d walk through fire for you, do about anything to keep you safe.

If there had ever been a more perfect moment than you in his arms, cuddling into him— he didn’t recall it. This was it for him, this was perfect. You were perfect.

— ending notes. ahhhhhhh the fluff in this one 🥹🥰

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papil0nglegs · 21 days

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Sweet n’ Sour 👛 (pt.2)

Tf2 x “nice”Reader

A/n: Here’s pt.1 if you don’t know what this fic is abt, ik I said I was going to do my own fic after the last one I made but I couldn’t think of anything sooo I’m just doing this. I might do a ‘tf2 x Snooki!Reader’ cuz I just started watching jersey shore and I love it (also you could tell I put my whole heart and ass into snipers section)

warnings: Slut shaming, Reader and Sniper banging, enemies to lovers, hatefuck (sorry this one’s wild)

Pyro

Pyro quickly took a liking to you because of your girly nature, he loved your style

He’s only ever been on your good side, painting nails reading magazines gossiping etc.

He’s such a girls man. No, not a ladies man, a girls man

“Holy fuck! Snooki got arrested”

“Mm mffmm mmm?”

*from jersey shore??

“Yes from jersey shore!!”

Of course you two are duos on the battlefield, skipping happily around the blu teams base as it burns down

Def owns one of those heart friendship necklaces

About him being a girls man, he always makes sure you look good on the battlefield

Loves picking out outfits with you and always carries around something he knows you’ll forget

“Shit! I forgot to put on lipgloss..”

“Mmm mmphm mm?”

*here, cherry bomb right?

“gasp Omg I love you so much 💕”

You and Pyro would have the loving best friend relationship, kissing each others cheek and shit

Doing makeup on mask>>>>

Imagine the fake lashes along w the blush 😭 he loves it

lol put big anime girl eyes on him pls

“You’re fucking chewing right now P.”

“mmm mm!!!”

*thank you!!

Sniper

He hated you when he first saw you omg. Sniper is introverted cuz he got bullied and school, so now he automatically thinks any girl with even a slightly feminine style is bitchy

To be fair you were.. to him

Srry but he got annoyed with you so fast, it started a hefty rivalry between you and snipes

“Where’s princess prissy?”

“Uhm I know you’re not talking about me, at least I actually go down there to fight unlike you in the sidelines.”

It’s always something with you guys istg

He has to admit (but won’t) , he loves watching you destroy the enemy team the way you do from afar. Blood and guts getting in your hair and pretty face. Whenever you catch him staring at you you always give him the finger, makes him chuckle despite how much he ‘hates’ you

Sometimes he has to leave more than piss in his jars

He still kept the enemy streak but it was just to hide his feelings

The mercs get so sick of your guys’s attitude, they practically begged Miss Pauling to send you and sniper off to a mission so they can get a break. She obliged

“Yeah I’m not working with him, sorry! I’d rather go back to juvie than go sleep in his musty van.”

“Bonzy, wouldn’t want to smell your bloody strong perfume all over me van ya whore.”

“I’d rather smell like strong perfume than someone who hangs around piss jars and has coffee breath!!”

Miss Pauling immediately understood why the mercs wanted you guys to go away. And so she forced you to stay in his ‘musty van’ for a week so that you both can go assassinate god knows who. Safe to say it wasn’t an easy trip.

“Ay, I’m gonna go hunt for dinner, you comin’?

“Why the fuck would I wanna go with you?? Bye.”

damn, you didn’t have to end him like that 😭

You felt something when this bitch came back with a 14ft alligator, dragging it by the tail back to the van. You bit your lip staring at him as he wiped the sweat from his forehead

You asked him to hook up, you tried to be subtle but it just turned out uneasy to say the least

“Hey I liked the way you um.. dragged that crocodile back there”

“Chuckle it was a alligator, Sheila”

“Of course you know the difference..”

You blushed, along with him, laughing awkwardly, biting your pink painted thumbnail while he scratched the back of his neck

Cut to you guys waking up naked in his bed all sweaty

Hate fucking or not, now instead of the mercs being annoyed of you hating each other too much, they hate how much you love each other

“Cmon guys not in the goddamn break room..”

“Sorry, I just love his black coffee breath”

“And I love the smell of the perfume I got ya”

“God I fucking hate it when you use Australian slang..”

You still did your thing in the break room

Spy

He has so much hate in his heart for you, and it shows

The difference between him and sniper is that he doesn’t like ANYTHING about you, especially the way you fight

Sure it surprised him when you showed off how you fought, but he didn’t take a liking to it

While trying to sneak up on an enemy sniper, you immediately bashed their head in with your pink hammer. He glared at you so hard

“😐”

“What shitface?? Say something. I got impatient you were taking too long.”

This guy wants nothing to do with you, if you get assigned to a mission together he’ll have his way to sneak out of it.

In the expiration date short you wrote

Fuck you <3

On the paper he handed to everyone along with a drawing of a middle finger for the bucket thing he did

How did he know it was you? You made the hand look exactly like yours, acrylic nails and all.

You and scout started giggling like school girls

“..would anyone else like to insult me??”

soldier slowly raising his hand

Posting on your story in the middle of a battle is such a good way to mess with him, just doing the peace sign while he stays frustrated in the background

‘This old fuck really expects me to kill this big bitch alone 😹😹 Lol he fucking wishes, anyways I’m prob gonna get in trouble bcuz of this but IDRC 💜 #ellieandmasonhouse’

He wants to kill you so bad, sadly you’re one of the most useful mercs on the team. But if you weren’t he’d be so down to kill you

#Spotify #x reader #tf2 x reader #pyro x reader #sniper x reader #sniper smut #spy x reader #team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #tf2 pyro

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sp-by-april · 28 days

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TWINN, IM BACKK‼️‼️

Ykw makes me feral? Hmo, Nerdy Kyle with a Popular girl who’s actually a succubus. Just teasing him, appearing in his dreams, and waiting for the right moment to strike, but then Kyle gets inpatient in the library and then she ends up riding him on the floor behind the Librarian’s desk so they don’t get caught. And his nails are just digging into the flesh of her hips, muttering the dirtiest of praises as she just feeds off of him🙏🏾🙏🏾

(srry if requests are closed i didn’t find anything on it😓😓)

This was so fun omg!! Thank you!

POV!Kyle x Succubus!F!Reader

[Send me a prompt that makes you FERAL] [Kyle Broflovski Master List]

I thought that I really lucked out when we got together. Sometimes I would look at you and wonder how someone like you would even notice me. You were so fucking hot and everyone loved you. Your popularity is undeniable. I’m fine looking, I guess? Obviously, there’s stuff I’m insecure about but everyone knew how out of my league you are.

When we first got together, you used to tease the fuck out of me. Everything you said had some suggestive double meaning and you’d find a million ways to “accidentally” touch my dick or push your chest against me. It drove me crazy.

Then I started to have dreams about you. You’d be naked in my bed waiting for me. Sometimes you’d already be touching yourself, but you said the same thing every time.

In a breathy whisper, you always said, “Please, Kyle, I need to feel you. You can do anything you want to me,”

I’ve dreamt about it so much that the soundbite is burned into my brain.

Then we were doing homework in the library. You looked so fucking hot that it was distracting. I would wonder if you knew what you did to me. I was trying to just to ignore how hard you made me and get our work done. You were trying to get out of it and leave early.

You leaned in and put your mouth to my ear, “Please, Kyle? You can do anything you want to me,”

It was like a switch flipped in my brain.

I was already fucking hard but when you said that I throbbed so bad I almost blacked out. I’d been waiting to bring up having sex but I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to have you. Immediately.

I put my hand on your thigh and put my ear to yours, “Do you really mean that?”

You smiled and my cock twitched, “Yeah,”

“Fuck me,” I slid my hand up your skirt and my breath hitched as my fingers touched your naked slit, “Right now,”

I couldn't wait. Especially knowing you had no panties on.

You looked a little surprised. I was sure you’d turn me down. You kissed me instead.

I grabbed your hand, and we left our books, our notes and everything else behind.

We looked for a suitable place to fuck and ruled out a lot when we found the perfect spot.

I leaned down to your ear, “There. Behind the desk. She just went downstairs with Jimmy to check the archives. It’ll take at least an hour,”

Plenty of time considering that half the time we were together I wanted to come just from looking at you.

We sat on the ground, making out a little bit then you pushed me down on my back and climbed on top of me. You kissed me and our tongues rolled over each other as you unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I raised my hips and you rocked forward a little as you pushed my pants down far enough to finally get my dick out. It felt so good when you stroked me, somehow you knew exactly what felt good. I was wet with precum and not brag or anything, but I do know that while I might lack things in other areas, I have a good cock.

Neither of us could take it anymore and you fucking finally sank down onto me. I grabbed onto your hips right away. Squeezing inside of you for the first time was so fucking intense. You felt so warm. Wet. Soft. I’m no virgin or anything, but fuck, I’ve never had anyone feel as good as you do.

Then your hips finally started to move. Watching you ride me was… intoxicating. Seeing you take pleasure from me turned me on more than anything.

Then you kissed me again.

One of my hands stayed glued to to your hip, but I used the other to grab a handful of your hair. I didn’t want you to move away.

I broke our kiss and put my mouth to your ear, “You have no idea how good you feel,”

I could hear your little whines and whimpers and I could barely stand it.

“Fuck, I love the way you look on top of me,” My fingernails started to dig into the fat of your hip, but you didn’t seem to care, “You’re lucky we’re here. Next time I’m really gonna fuck you. I want to hear you get loud,”

You arched your back and fuck, the way you felt inside was so intense. I knew I was close to the point of no return. The pressure was so intense and every muscle in my lower half was so fucking tight.

It didn’t help that the only thing I could think about was how good it would feel to fill you with cum.

Then you said the only thing I wanted to hear, “Kyle – I think I’m gonna come,”

I groaned low in your ear, “Then fucking come for me,”

I kissed you again. Hard. My mouth locked right onto yours and our tongues did what they do best. Your back arched again and I could feel your body tense up over me. Your soft, silky wall fastened up around me and gripped my cock so tight, I’d never felt anything like it.

You set me off.

My hips bucked up into you, sorry, I couldn’t help it. My eyes rolled back and I saw stars. All the pressure that built up finally erupted and my cock pulsed so fucking intensely as I pumped you full of spurt after hot, sticky spurt.

It was the best sex I ever had. I felt drained for days afterward. I was exhausted. I had some brain fog, even. People even noticed how off I was, but I didn’t really care.

Either way, I can’t fucking wait to do it again.

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sleepyhead0720 · 1 year

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hi hi !!

do you do/ are you comfortable doing a sibling! reader? if u do can i request zoro’s sister x sanji or nami’s sister x luffy? (or maybe both👀) thank youu!! i would love to have u write it. ur work has me kickin my feet and shi🤭

Omg tysm<3!! I actually never expected for ppl to really like my works! I actually find this concept very interesting and if u want Nani’s sister x Luffy lmk, but for now it’s Zoro’s sister x Sanji! Unfortunately I couldn’t come up with anything for a oneshot idea so I went with Headcanons! If u wanted a oneshot dm me or lmk!

Masterlist

You have a sister?

(Srry couldn’t help myself from adding this gif)

-Zoro and Sanji fight a lot, no surprise there

-the crew actually didn’t know that the two of you were siblings,

-everyone just assumed the two of you ‘liked’ eachother due to the two of you constantly napping together

-That irked Sanji so he decided to make a move on you before moss head did

-When Sanji confessed, Zoro got a little overprotective which caused a fight and revealing that y’all were siblings

“WHY ARE YOU STILL PROTECTIVE OF Y/N-SAN WHEN YOU CLEARLY KNOW IM OFFICIALLY IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH HER??”

“ITS NATURAL SINCE IM HER OLDER BROTHER IDIOT!”

“…”

“Why are you-“

“HER WHAT?!”

-they are both honestly so surprised

-Sanji because the both of you are nothing alike, he even though the two of you liked eachother

-Zoro because He’s surprised no one knew him and you were siblings (and surprised you actually liked the stupid cook)

-Once everything was set and done(and Zoro finally calms down), Zoros actually relieved that you ended up with swirly rather then some other idiot you found on the street

-Sanji still picks fights with Zoro from time to time but still respects him considering he one day could be part of his family

-Zoro actually trusts Sanji more considering his personality and him knowing that you’d come to him IF he ever were to hurt you

-Sanji treats you normally and even shows of how much you love him infront of Zoro (which will cause a fight between the two idiots)

-overall they are pretty chill about it but still get into fights over you from time to time

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#one piece #one piece x you #one piece x reader #one piece x y/n #one piece headcanons #sanji x reader #sanji x y/n #sanji one piece #sanji fluff #sanji #sanji x you #sanji headcanons

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saintslewis · 1 year

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❝ in the end ❞

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x black fem! driver reader

summary: two childhood best friends that the world absolutely fell in love with but are they ever going to fall in love with each other?

warnings: swearing, cussing, reader age description

saint’s notes: another indirect request from the lovely @bbymelsworld about the knight in mercedes armour, lewis! i hope you everyone enjoys this and sorry for typos!

taglist: @thisismeracing

social media au.

yourusername

liked by lewishamilton, zendaya and 8,738,938 others

yourusername thank you Bahrain, until next time 🩷

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user i need the both of them in a way that is concerning to feminism

user ayo????

user MOTHER AND FATHER

user how the fuck are you 36 and you better tell me all your secrets

yourusername i have a youth fountain in my backyard, srry 😣

user what i wanna know is how you kept this friendship for 20 YEARS?!

icebox we absolutely loved making your matching grillz! we can’t wait for the next visit ❤️

landonorris thanks for the overtake on the track, mum🫶🏽

yourusername you’re very welcome, son 🥰

yourfriend cuteeeee 😋

liked by yourusername

lewishamilton now why is that picture on here?

yourusername bc you were so excited to talk about dinosaurs to someone other than me

lewishamilton is that why you took my credit card? 😭

yourusername thank you for my new wigs btw 🤭🫶🏽

lewishamilton did you at least get a pink one like i’ve been waiting for?

yourusername and platinum blonde

lewishamilton all is forgiven, sweetie

user do they know that they’re in love or?

user i’m just waiting for the soft launch tbh

fan that’s at least half a million on her wrist lol

mercedesamgf1 we’re super proud of you! 🥳

liked by yourusername

fan girl, you hidin these archives of Lew to yourself???

yourusername they gotta be used at the right time so basically, yes ❤️

twitter

lewishamilton

liked by f1, georgerussell63 and 3,838,919 others

lewishamilton :) ❤️

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user oh that’s not-

fan i love you but please be so fucking fr

neymarjr congrats bro! 🫵🏽❤️

user ofc you would know a thing or two about this, loser

user isn’t she that one influencer who started some shit on a sponsored trip because the person paired with her was black?

user are you starting shit or are you being serious?

user so serious, i remember seeing this trend on tiktok

hisgirlfriend ❤️

liked by lewishamilton

user so he’s not even going to reply to her damn comment? 😭

user it’s bc these two aren’t meant to be 😭

user why are people being so mean in the comments? let him live

fan this is upsetting me and my homegirls DEEPLY

fan #lewisandyn4eva

badgalriri #lewisandyn4eva

user RIHANNA?!

ynfan ik y/n’s heart is so broken, they were endgame

ynfan lewis better watch his back fr

yourusername

liked by arianagrande, sza and 5,828,829 others

yourusername time to myself + a little treat for myself

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user GYATTTT

lilymhe HELLO????

yourusername hi Lily 😋

user ‘a little treat’ and it’s a g wagon, oh to be y/n 😫

champagnepapi i needa learn the basics of f1

yourusername LMFAOOOOO

fan omg he didn’t even like the picture, what have we come to?

fan the heartbreak we’re having

charles_leclerc hey y/n, wanna go to a museum?

yourusername do you think they have a cry room there?

centralcee woah

user DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT

michaelbjordan 😫

user SHE’S COLLECTING THESE MEN LIKE POKÉMON LMAOOOOO

prada 🥰🤍

carlossaniz55 mi madre says hi

yourusername hi Mama Sainz 😋

user not Drake literally reposting this and putting the ring emoji????

user he delulu just like us omg

sza i would quit my job for you if you asked

yourusername SZA NO DON’T

beyonce ❤️

“Lewis Hamilton has broken up with influencer girlfriend, sources say.”

three months later

yourusername

liked by pierregasly, pharrell and 9,252,739 others

yourusername you’ve been hiding in plain sight then appeared, oh i know 🤍

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lewishamilton i love you so much, my princess ❤️

yourusername i love you and btw i left you some stir fry for when you get back ❤️

zendaya FUCKING FINALLY

landonorris WEDDING WHEN

lewishamilton we actually eloped last month but we’re planning the official wedding :)

user THEY LITERALLY DATED FOR LIKE TWO MONTHS AFTER THAT AND NOW THEY’RE MARRIED?!

user how are they married after two months?? that’s so short

user they’ve literally been best friends for 20+ years…

cleosol so grateful to be part of the proposal, love you two

liked by yourusername

user THE PINK WIG REFERENCE OMGGGG

user now THIS is friends to lovers done perfectly

user Lewis and Y/n, did you two get podium because you two just got married? 🤨

lewishamilton yes.

yourusername yes and because we’re amazing drivers

pharrell congratulations you two! 🤍

marsaimartin MY PARENTS Y’ALL

landonorris actually, they’re my parents 🫤

marsaimartin did they ever pick you up from school?

landonorris yourusername pls confirm this????

yourusername 🫣

lewishamilton • 44 min

#formula 1 #formula one x black reader #x black fem reader #f1 x reader #f1 x you #formula one x reader #x black reader #f1 #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton fic #lewis hamilton x black reader #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 fanfic

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whyse7vn · 1 year

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RUMOURS -

[ot7 x reader]

3D OUT NOW!

8 participants - 8 online

———————————

tae: guys be honest am i puppy coded

jin: you are rat coded

tae: no i’m not guys tell him i’m not

jk: cheese

hobi: GUYS DID YOU SEE THE STATEMENT BIGHIT JUST PUT OUT FOR THE Y/N AND YOONGI DATING RUMOURS???????

jimin: the what?

jk: THE WHAT?

tae: arf?

jin: you can’t force the puppy lifestyle

tae: you don’t know anything

guys tell him he knows nothing

jimin: were they not just fighting like???

namjoon: they made a statement about it?

tae: but bighit denied it right?

jk: RIGHT?

hobi: THATS THE CRAZY PART

jimin: no fucking way

jk: STOP LYING

namjoon: but they were literally just in a meeting about it?

like i’m not joking like 10 minutes ago they were in the conference room

they had to deny it no?

jk: RIGHT TELL HIM NAMJOON

namjoon: unless theyre actually together

jk: nO NO

NOT TRUE

TRUST ME

hobi: Hello.

This is BIGHIT MUSIC.

We would like to inform our fans that we as a company do not control relationships our artists may engage in.

This is in relation to the recent rumours concerning BTS SUGA and Y/n.

As this is a matter that concerns our artists personal lives we can not confirm or deny these rumours.

We ask that fans to respect both artists privacy and remind you that our company will spare no effort in providing legal support for our artists if it is needed.

We ask you for your continued love and support for both SUGA and Y/n and and a reminder that fellow BTS member Jungkook releases his solo single “3D” featuring Jack Harlow on September 29th.

IS THIS NOT INSANE

jin: the jungkook plug at the end???

jk: SO ITS NOT TRUE

THEY ARE NOT TOGETHER

namjoon: oh

tae: they could be

jimin: @ y/n @ yoongi wya

are you together? be honest

y/n: hiiiiiiiiiiii

jk: hiiiiiiiiiiiiii

yoongi: hello

jk: kill yourself

tae: babe tell me why you didn’t tell them to deny it

look me in the eyes

tell me the truth baby it’s just you and me

namjoon: we are in a gc

tae: you and me angle

jin: do you mean angel you fucking idiot

tae: baby 🥺

who is this man??

namjoon: i am curious tho

why didn’t you deny?

y/n: no point

tae: the point is we are in love

hobi: ok but are you together?

yoongi: who knows

jimin: obviously you fucking stupid bitch

jin: he wanna be mysterious so bad 😭

jk: this is not true

i won’t accept this

I WONT

namjoon: soooo

yoongi: it’s lowkey true anyways

namjoon: it is?

tae: IT IS???????

jk: NOT

IT IS NOT TRUE

THATS WHAT HES SAYING

yoongi: that is not what i’m saying

jimin: ur officially together?

y/n: we are not

yoongi: yet

y/n: yoongi!!!

yoongi: :3

jin: ew ok i want to throw up

hobi: i can’t stand you guys already

tae: i’m in a wheelchair actually

thanks a lot guys

namjoon: ok

jk: NOT OK

jimin: so scoups wasn’t the one for you then?

or mingyu?

jungkook???

or that san guy

not even minho????

i liked minho

shownu?

OH what about the young one

what was his name again

OH MARK

what happened to mark?

hobi: OMG WHAT ABOUT BAEKHYUN????

tae: YOU FUCKED WITH BAEKHYUN AND NOT ME??

WHEN

TELL ME WHEN

PLEASE DONT TELL ME IT WAS IN THE 2014-2016 TIMELINE

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

IT WAS WASN’T IT

OH MY GOD IM GONNA THROW UP

THROWING UP AS I TYPE

BELHHHHHHHH 🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤮🤢🤮🤮

namjoon: shut the fuck up

y/n: leave me alone

half of that list is a lie anyways

i am not a whore!

jimin: lowkey a lie but ok!

namjoon: jimin

jimin: what???

i still support my queen like yess you go girl catch flights not feelings or whatever the girls are saying these days

jin: y/n how do you not have like stds ?

yoongi: wtf is wrong with you

y/n: CUz IM NOT A WHORE

i don’t just fuck anybody

jimin: lied again cuz wtf is jungkook?

hobi: dead by now

probably

y/n: kook is special don’t be mean

jk: hehe i am >.<

hobi: what did i fuck did i tell you about heheing in this gc

jk: srry

jin: jungkook needs to be like deeply studied like he’s actually not fucking right and it’s scary

i’m scared

like how are you ignoring the fact that the girl you in love with is in your face basically claiming another man

and not just any man literally one of your closet friends

like the fact you can forget all of that after one compliment from her is insane

you are insane

jk: no i’m special tell him y/n

y/n: my special boy <3

jk: HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHDHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH

yoongi: we are not close friends btw

y/n: don’t start

yoongi: :3

tae: ok idc can you deny the rumours now

jk: PLEASE

yoongi: no

namjoon: as much as i for what ever you guys have got going on i really think you should deny the rumours

yoongi: no

jk: YEAH

WOOO PUT UR FOOT DOWN JOON

TELL HIM

WOOO WOOO

I LOVE KIM NAMJOON

tae: ???

why are you for what they have going on please pick a fucking side namjoon you cannot be the middle man

namjoon: can you guys shut up for 2

seconds

tae: 1

jungkook say 2

jk: 2

tae: we did

namjoon: you really didn’t

hobi: JUNGKOOK YOU HEHEED AGAIN YOU BETTER STOP ONE MORE TIME AND ILL GET PHYSICAL

jk: i’m sorry 😢

namjoon: anyways as i was saying i think it would be better to deny the the rumours now for y/ns sake she gets enough hate as it is and this will really only add to it

jimin: wait ur kinda right my poor girl :/

tae: i can give her love dw

come into my arms baby

cum 2 me

yoongi: kill yourself

jk: ILL PROTECT YOU Y/N

y/n: means the world jk

jk: AHHHHHHH :DDDDDDDD

yoongi: he’s lame

y/n: don’t

yoongi: :3

y/n: and thank you for ur concern joonie but i’m literally in a dating scandal every other week there’s honestly no point the hate was bound to come anyways

and plus the love out weighs the hate so i’m sosososo good

namjoon: i don’t believe you but ok

hobi: LMAOOOO

sorry not funny

tae: weak ass fucking leader ohmy god

where is ur sense of authority

where is ur dominance?

hobi: stop talking

y/n: we do not want to hear ur furry talk

tae: THAT IS NO WAY TO TALK TO YOUR ALPHA YOUNG LADY

now come here let me scent you

hobi: actually end your life

y/n: please

yoongi: come over

jin: geez buy me dinner first

jimin: fat bitch

jin: im literally gonna put this on twitter and get you cancelled

jimin: noooo not to ur 13 followers my career is done for i’m telling you

hobi: what’s ur eta what’s ur eta

jk: idk et sorry

and also idk who a is either

i’m sorry

hobi: LEAVE ME ALONE

jk: i said i was sorry

i hope u find them

hobi: i have a gun to ur head in my mind rn

jk: don’t shoot 😂

wrong emoji

*🥲

PLEASE I HAVE A FAMILY

jimin: of lice

jin: omg rice sounds so good rn

jimin: i said lice wow ur actually fat

jin: NAMJOON TELL HIM HES BEING PROBLEMATIC

namjoon: jimin ur being problematic

jimin: namjoon tell him he’s being big

namjoon: go away please

tae: ok why have the rumours not been denied

y/n: why are we back to this

yoongi: she wants me that’s why

jk: NO

NO TRUE

ARE YOU HER SPECIAL BOY

YOU ARE NOT

BECAUSE I AM

AND I HAVE PROOF

SO SHUT THE HELL UP

yoongi: thats cool and all but where are your dating rumours?

jk: SHUT THE HELL UP SHUT THE HELL UPPPPPPPP

y/n: stop being losers

jk: i’m in love with you

yoongi: :3

jin: insanity

tae: yoongi say something for me rq

yoongi: no

tae:

hobi: HELPPPPOO

jimin: LMAO

y/n: PLS

yoongi: ur actually a child and i do not use light mode so this just looks stupid

jin: was still funny with dark mode

yoongi: no it wasn’t

tae: it was

everyone laughed

don’t be mad i made everyone laugh

cuz u know u could NEVER

yoongi: namjoon didn’t laugh

tae: namjoon isn’t even a man

namjoon: ???

jk: i use light mode

jimin: what

jin: omg

hobi: ew

yoongi: as expected

tae: bro

y/n: kookie…

jk: IS THAT BAD OHMYGOD IS IT BAD HOW DO I CHANGE IT?? IS THAT BAD

AM I A BAD PERSON

I AM

I KNOW I AM

I SHOULD BE LOCKED UP

THEY NEED TO LOCK ME UP

PLEASE LOCK ME UP

NO JUST KILL ME

JUST KILL ME AND LET ME ROT

NO TORTURE ME

MAKE SURE IT HURTS REAL BAD

AND THEN LIKE

COOK BAM INFRONT OF ME AND MAKE ME EAT HIM AS I BEG YOU ALL TO STOP AND I START THROWING UP

THEN CHOKE ME UNTIL I CANT BREATE AND WATCH AS THE LIFE SLOWLY LEAVES MY EYES

namjoon: what the fuck

y/n: what did bam do

tae: that’s pretty messed up

jin: are you ok?

jimin: …

yoongi: fucking freak

hobi: woah

jk: punish me

namjoon: clam down

jk: please

y/n: crazy!

jk: kiss me

i know i don’t deserve it but kiss me

yoongi: go away

tae: kiss me

jk: NO

tae: ngl i’m sick of hoseok guys

hobi: what did i do

tae: leave me alone

hobi: i’m literally having sex with ur mother rn

tae: OMG????

PLS NO

namjoon: both of you just shut up please

hobi: you saw how he came for me for no reason and ur telling me to shut up??

are u fr rn…

i feel so betrayed rn

jimin: horny rn

y/n: gross

jimin: come fix it

yoongi: shut the fuck up

jk: DON’T SPEAK TO HER LIKE THAT

namjoon: i have a headache

jin: shut the hell up

namjoon left “3D OUT NOW!!”

y/n: wow jin

jk: namjoon :(

jimin: jin wtf did you do

hobi: what the hell seokjin

tae: ofc it was jin

yoongi: big jin L

jin: IT WASN’T MY FALUT

HE WAS WHINING LIKE A BITCH

jk: you should apologise

tae: bully

y/n: poor joonie

jimin: say sorry

hobi: always so mean for no reason

yoongi: 👎🏻

jin: u guys are actually not right in the head leave me alone

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so0ju · 4 months

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Now i think all of this is a bad idea-

Like-

I don’t usually share my drawings online, i just keep them to myself and then if i want to i show them to friends i think would like them? Haha

I really don’t know what im doing, someone just recommended me to use this app to show my drawings.

So im gonna just use this as a little diary for myself. And if someone happens to see it. Well. Weird for me.

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I love this one so much because is so weird without context. He’s supposed to be staring at the weird cat version Alastor.

+ That little Vox was made by the same person that wrote Poosei in the first Lucifer drawing (she (E)said she loved that tik tok audio).

[Does writing so much makes this less interesting?- idk (equis somos chavos)]

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[HAHAHAHA I LOVE HOW I STRUGGLE SO MUCH TRYING TO FIND OUT HOW TO USE THIS APP. I JUST LITERALLY COULDN’T ERASE A QUESTION SECTION, I HAD TO GOOGLE IT.

OMG I CAN CHANGE THE TEXT COLOR??? THATS SO CUTE! Rainbow]

I really think i messed up when i did the line art on this one, i loved it so much when it was just a pencil sketch.

Besides that- i got inspired on this one when a friend (IV) told me: “How do you think Lucifer would react if he found those… questionable edits of him?”. Then i draw that. REALLY. I can just imagine him saying something like: “if this is earth hell is doomed”. HAHA

[I CAN MAKE MINI LETTERS WHAAAAAT I LOVE IT i can also do the negritas <- and whatever this is.

Okay just so you know I’ve been learning all of this while writing.]

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Okay interrupting my own diary (im literally writing this while im at school srry)- but how can THIS:

Is supposed to be a 5 in a circle??? 🙏

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I think i have to make clear who is my every friend I mention.

We’ll call E the friend who Wrote the thing on Lucifer drawing and drew the mini Vox saying the… m… okay. And and IV the friend who drew this masterpiece:

Yes. For context, he’s about to be crushed by his fan girls. HAHAi love this one so much! + i wrote the lyrics on the top.

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I swear this is the last one. I didn’t liked so much this one but I can’t tell what’s the thing i don’t like. Well, the idea came from a tik tok audio i like sooooooooooooooooooooo much. Its literally my favorite audio.

An I thought: meh. It fits on these two. And it’s NOT RadioApple. I respect people’s opinions but i don’t really like that ship. I mean, if you like it, its okay, i just don’t like it.

And well, its the end. Bye! 🤍

#lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel #hazbin lucifer #friends #alastor #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin vox #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin art #sketch #tumblr fyp #send help

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whumblr · 5 months

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Thoughts on whumpee with an attitude,,? I feel like theres a lot of whumpees who need to be cared for and are whiny and stuff which is cool when done right but its fun to write/read ab whumpees w an attitude. Whumpees who like are fearful to some extent but aren’t super broken up ALL of the time. One that ends up more self confident in what they do/don’t want after whumper instead of only looking to caretaker for support/guidance to build them back up.

Like a whumpee who’s been drugged denying painkillers bc they actually can take the pain and don’t like the resurfacing memories + a caretaker thats overbearing

“I’m not taking that”

“You need to”

“Or else what? Are u going to shove it down my throat?? like whumper did?”

“I didn’t kn-“

“I don’t care?? Not taking those, I think I know my pain threshold by now thanks”

I kinda like caretakers realizing that they’re super condescending and that whumpee as a person has changed, like maybz they’re physically weak but enduring their torture made them mentally stronger despite everything

“You can’t lift that”

“You need to rest”

“You’re going to burn out, you slow down”

they literally can and do it to make a point while clearly aggravated

“I’ve stayed awake for far longer and YOU weren’t there, what I “need” is to be left alone.” (Nice angst if they feel guilty ab being a dick but don’t know how else to express caretaker is denying them autonomy/treating them like a child)

“I don’t need you telling me how my body works. But thanks for the bandages. [other younger character] is around if you want to play nurse.”

Idk im not a dialogue girly/good writer but when authors do this right its sm fun and very angsty. Cuz i’d personally be so insulted if i went thru weeks of torture for somebody to act like Idk wtf I got going on/im too stupid to not overexert myself 😭

Srry for the long ask omg you don’t have to answer if its too overwhelming

I do love Whumpees with an attitude, but to be quite honest, not towards Caretaker ^^" Mentally stronger doesn't mean headstrong. There's a fine line between attitude, confidence and being a dick. But, same goes for Caretaker; there's a line between worried and condescending. Me, I like those things in the middle. Whumpees who are self-sufficient but need some help and someone to call them out every now and then. (Or not and they collapse because angst >:3 )

#hm I have a trope list about condescending caretaker somewhere buried in my drafts...#or more like dismissing caretaker idk #but yeah attitude is funn when done right and angsty :))

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OMG IF UR COMFORTABLE TELLING HOW DID IT HAPPEN???

OMG TY 4 ASKING!!!!! i didn’t wanna talk too much abt it in case y’all didn’t care but since u askedddd >:33 gonna put it under da cut cuz it’s super long i’m srry idk how 2 tell stories short

basically i went 2 dis sapphic night at a bar w my older sister n it was lowkey kinda lame so we were planning on going 2 an after hours once it was over but while we were outside so my sister could smoke dis girl came out w her friend n complimented my hair. n like at first it was all very platonic cutesy “i love your hair it’s amazing i always have to compliment curly hair” cuz her hair was also curly but then we stood out there 4 a WHILE n started chatting n she eventually started flirting w me. she was a fem so when she started flirting i told her i’m only rlly into butches/studs/mascs but i can potentially get down w fems n then she was like “baby i’m a top” n i was like “oh rlly? :3” n ig she kinda took dat as her in cuz she asked 2 kiss me a little while later but i said no bc my sister was literally right there n i could tell dis girl wanted 2 FUCK me. she was like SUPER forward n rlly dominant (in a good way i liked it) so she was just like “that’s fine you can kiss me later we have all night” cuz her n her friend decided 2 join in on mine n my sisters after hours plans. i was like cold outside but her n my sister were still smoking so i was like “i’m gonna go inside” n she was like “give me a little kiss on the cheek before you go” n so i did >///<

da sapphic night at da bar ends n we end up making our way 2 da after hours n da whole time she’s talking sm game 2 me tryna make me all blushy n nervous (she was succeeding). we get 2 da afters n i’m like dead sober atp but she’s still buzzed n my older sister n da girls friend took molly 2gether so they were on their own shit but da afters didn’t serve any alcohol!!!!! we went in n it wasn’t bad i was just wayyyy too sober 2 b enjoying it so we were like “let’s go to this other bar that serves til 4am then we can come back here since they’re open til 10am” so we uber 2 dis other bar n it’s CLOSEDDDDD??? on a saturday night in da gayest part of town at 3am????????? so atp we’re all annoyed cuz we had 2 pay $30 cash + $5 coatcheck EACH 2 even get into da afters n now we’ve come 2 a bar dat’s CLOSED so wut do we do??? well da girl who was flirting w me saves da day she’s like “ykw i live in the area let’s just go to my place and drink then go back to the afters” so we all agree on dat n then take another uber 2 her place

atp my poor introverted sister is not feeling da molly enuff n just wants 2 go home but she still came 2 da girls apartment just so she’d know exactly where i was. so we get up 2 her apartment n realize her roommate is home so we have 2 b quiet n my sister goes home so now it’s just me n da girl n her friend. she told me 2 keep on my boots bc i was saying they’re super annoying 2 untie n retie so she was like “it’s fine just keep them on, if you take them off we’ll never go back out” so i kept em on. even tho i felt so bad cuz da little heel was clacking on da floors n i didn’t wanna wake up her roommate i was tiptoeing around da whole apartment💔 she also gave me one of her hoodies cuz i was complaining abt how cold it was in her apartment cuz my outfit was slutty n tiny

anyways she’s still a lil buzzed n her friend is on molly so they just pour a drink 4 me n then pull out dis tray of brownies so we can have a little snack but then as we’re eating them they rmmbr da friend’s italian mother had made pasta but he had left it in da car n she was like “i will literally pay you to go down and get it that sounds SO good rn”. n i will b honest in da moment i rlly thought she just wanted pasta but in retrospect i’m realizing she sent her friend away n he was in on it cuz there’s no way it takes like 30 mins 2 get one single item from ur car dat’s in da parking garage of da building we’re in😭

so her friend leaves 2 go get da pasta n me n her move from her kitchen 2 her couch n we’re just talking while i sip on my little drink. n listen i’m usually da one dat’s making ppl nervous but she was SO dominant i literally couldn’t even look at her cuz of how nervous (in a good way ofc) she was making me. but bc i’m stubborn n kind of a brat i refused 2 just let her have me right away so i’d already been kinda making her chase me n make her intentions clear all night n i kept refusing 2 look at her n stuff while we were on her couch cuz like shut up if i’m not da one making u nervous i at LEAST have 2 play hard 2 get. n she entertained it 4 like 15-20 mins but then just cut da shit n was like “listen he’s gonna be back up in a little bit and i wanna kiss you before he gets here. can i?” n THEN i was like “hehe yeah :33” n so she started kissing me n it wasn’t super aggressive or anything like it was tame enuff dat i could keep my glasses on without them bein too in da way but it was still like deep hot kisses

i was sitting perched a little awkward (cuz again i was still wearing boots n i didn’t wanna get them on her furniture) which was unintentionally putting distance between us so she like gently pushed me back n lowered me down so i was laying on her couch n then she climbed on top of me n hiked my legs up over her hips n kept kissing me. we made out like dat 4 a bit n she started feeling me up n unzipped da hoodie she’d given me 2 wear n pulled my top down (it was a skimpy little cropped tube top btw it didn’t take much effort 2 move it) n started kissing down my neck n chest n sucking on my tits.. n THEN!! we heard da fucking key in da door so she got off me n i pulled my top back up n we just sat next 2 each other giggling n welcoming her friend back in :3

he OBVIOUSLY knew wut was happening n we rlly weren’t tryna hide it cuz she had been very forward n outwardly openly trying 2 kiss (read: fuck) me all night (even while my sister was still there like please😭) so nobody was shocked nobody was tryna pretend shit didn’t happen we just didn’t want him 2 see my tits n her defiling me dat’s all

so then we kinda go back 2 just bein normal. i sip on my little drink, they heat up da pasta (yes da pasta was real it just definitely didn’t take 30 mins 2 retrieve dat’s all), i go pee, etc. i come back out n then she starts FEEDING ME!!! it was so cute i felt like her baby like she was twirling it around da fork 4 me n hovering a hand under my chin while i took da mouthful n she gave me water too :3 i rlly hadn’t drank much but she was making sure i was fed AND hydrated ^_^

as all dis is happening her friend is on his phone texting ppl n wutnot n then he’s like “some of my friends are at this gay bathhouse nearby, i’m gonna go meet up with them”… GIRL👀 as soon as he said dat my little slutty ass bent down n started untying my boots bc i KNEWWWW i would not b going out again 4 da rest of da night😭 they went back n forth a bit abt him being safe n who he was going out w n all dat but ultimately he did end up going out so then it was just me n her alone

after he left we moved back 2 her couch n she brought me a blanket cuz i was still cold even with her hoodie n now dat i didn’t have boots on i was curled up in da corner of da couch. eventually she like leaned in n we started kissing again n dis time it was a LOT heavier. i stopped her like 10 seconds in just 2 take off my glasses cuz i was like these r just gonna get in da way. once i took them off she was like all over me again she was on top n my legs were wrapped around her again n she was feeling me up. after a while of dat she was like “tell me what you want” n i got all shy i was like “i dunno” n she was like “wdym you don’t know? do you want me to keep kissing you?” n i was like “yeah <33” n pulled her back in. after a bit more kissing she was like “listen, this isn’t even me tryna make a move, it would just be more comfortable. do you wanna move to my bed?” n i was like “oh shut up. that’s NOT making a move?” n then she got all in my face n got her lips near mine n went “no. anything i’d do to you in there i’d do to you out here” all sexy n i was like😳🫣🫠

then i remembered her roommate was home n i was ummm yeah ok maybe we shouldn’t stay out here💀 but before we got up i got a little nervous even tho she told me she was a top so i was like “ok wait before we go i just need to confirm that it’s ok with you that i’m a stone bottom. like i don’t top AT ALL. i’m a pillow princess, i don’t reciprocate, i don’t give head, i don’t use my fingers, none of it. are you SURE that’s ok?” n she was SO reassuring she was like “yes that’s fine! i’m a top, i don’t need you to do anything to me. i wanna do what you wanna do, whatever feels good” n then i STILL asked “are you SURE?” n then after she reassured me one more time we actually got up n went 2 her bedroom >:3

#srry i answered dis kinda late i kept adding 2 it n then 4getting abt it #if u were just asking abt da actual sex itself n not da lead up i am so sorry😭#i can make a separate post abt it if u want #asks #anon #0ut #long post #nsft

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shorkbrian · 3 years

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Omg hi so I read your babysitter fic and I was thinking what if bakuogus tired of reader being a brat with him so he brings Kiri over to help him out 🤤 srry im just being horny on anon rn

“C’mon princess, move your ass before I move it for you.”

You huffed at the blonde, opening the car door, stepping outside and slamming it shut. Bakugou shot you a harsh glare, but you weren’t looking at him, instead crouching to tie your shoe.

He gave you a moment to do that, before the man got impatient, clicking his tongue, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Let’s go, it’s not like I have all fucking day.”

You knew for a fact that yes, he did have all day.

Your mom was away again, another business trip. She was working towards a promotion - a position that meant more hours, more work, more travel.

More time being spent with your stupid babysitter.

With your rapist.

He hadn’t touched you, not outright, since that day. Every time your mom suggested having him over for dinner, you conveniently found somewhere to be; out with friends, on a date, having a sleepover. Anything so that you didn’t have to look at Bakugou Katsuki’s stupid, smug little face.

But your mom had surprised you yesterday night, letting you know she’d be leaving in the morning, that Katsuki would be staying over again. There wasn’t any time for you to argue with her, to plead for her to stay, or to take you with her, or for you to stay at a friend’s house, anything but Katsuki.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to avoid him!” She had laughed, before wagging a finger at you. “Don’t be rude. He’s a nice man, and I trust him to keep you safe. He did last time!”

Yeah, and he also assaulted you last time, so maybe he wasn’t as nice of a guy as she thought.

He was taking you to the mall, not even really giving you a choice, just telling you to get dressed, that the two of you were going out.

Now here you were, trudging silently behind the older man, glaring at the ground.

“Bakubro! Over here!”

A loud shout drew your attention, Bakugou grinning as he started veering towards the shouter, a red-haired man waving enthusiastically. You followed behind him obediently, taking stock of this new man.

He was fucking huge, thick thighs bulging against his jeans, biceps straining against the fabric of his navy hoodie. This new guy was handsome too, a wide, sharp smile, soft red eyes, a clean-shaven face.

“’Sup Idiot? You tryin’ to attract the whole mall? Always so damn loud.” Even though he was complaining, it was clear that these two were friends as Bakugou let the other man pull him into a hug. They pounded each other on the back, before the redhead drew back, pushing past the blonde to give you his full attention.

“Who’s this? Did you get a girlfriend? She looks a little young bro.”

“I’m not his girlfriend.” You spat, and the redhead held up his hands in surrender as Bakugou shouldered him to the side.

“It’s the little fucker that I’m looking after as a favor. You know I work security for that office complex?” The redhead nodded. “Yeah, one of the milfs gave me free range of her house as long as I watch her.”

Both men looked at you, and the redhead smiled brightly.

“Ah, well, I’m Kirishima! Nice to meet you, sorry you have to put up with such a grumpy fucke-”

“Hey, shaddup.” Bakugou elbowed him, but Kirishima was already extending a hand for you to shake, and you did so gladly. At least you weren’t the only one who thought Bakugou was a grumpy, stuck up mess.

“’Kay, now can we go? I’m starving’, wanna eat before we do anything else.”

Kirishima winked at you as he threw an arm around your shoulders, his other arm around Bakugou. “Food court? I think they have a pretty good selection here...”

-----

Kirishima was much more tolerable than Bakugou.

He was funny, cracking jokes and making you almost spit out the soda he had bought you, slipping you five dollars behind Bakugou’s back for you to get a drink.

The redhead sat next to you while the three of you ate, including you in the conversation whenever Bakugou seemed to forget about your existence.

As the three of you walked from store-to-store, Kirishima listened to you ramble on about the latest game you’d bought, what you thought of your favorite snack brand trying to collaborate with a fashion company, all your opinions on the music playing faintly through the mall speakers.

It was fun when he grabbed your hand, tugging you away from Bakugou and along with the redhead as he ducked into a random store. It was some street-wear fashion place, and Kirishima wanted your thoughts on if a shirt was his color, or if he could pull off one of the hats that adorned the mannequin in the store window.

The two of you were busy laughing at how the hat couldn’t even press past his spiky hairstyle when you noticed Bakugou, glowering at you both from the outside of the store, lips pulled into the deepest frown.

Kirishima started laughing at the man’s expression, and you quickly followed suit, before Bakugou stalked inside, cuffing his friend on the ear.

What a spoil sport.

You couldn’t deny that by the end of the few hours you’d spent with Kirishima, you found yourself attracted to him. Not only in looks, but also in his goofy personality. You wouldn’t mind being friends with him.

It was easy to exchange numbers with the man, easy to let him lift your spirits.

And then it was time to leave, all three of you grouped at the entrance, saying bye, Bakugou and Kirishima giving each other another bro-hug.

You gave Kirishima a hug, leaning into his warm touch, enjoying his spicy cologne as you pressed your face against his broad chest. He eagerly returned the hug, until Bakugou was scoffing, pulling you out of his embrace.

“We’re in fucking public, you two, chill. Keep your pants on, sluts.”

Kirishima laughed, giving you a cheery wave as Bakugou gripped your hand until it hurt, dragging you out of the mall quickly.

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“Why are you being such a brat? You were fuckin’ fine earlier.” The blonde man grumbled, glancing over at you from where he was making dinner.

You rolled your eyes, taking a sip of your water. “It’s not my fault you have a stick up your ass. All I said is I don’t like when you make food, tastes bad.”

Bakugou huffed, turning off the stove. “Are you fucking serious? You’re just trying to mess with me, aren’t’cha princess?”

“Could you stop calling me that? I’m not your princess.”

“You’re whatever I want you to be, princess.” Bakugou sneered, stomping towards you.

You quickly backpedalled, setting your glass of water down on the counter, stepping back. “I’m going to go set the table!” Was your way out, and Bakugou backed off as you threw open a cupboard, rummaging for plates and cups as he chuckled to himself.

“Yeah, you do that.”

It wasn’t long before the table was set, Bakugou bringing the food to set it down onto the hotplate in the middle.

Even just a whiff of the food had your eyes watering, the spice through the roof.

“Seriously dude? You know you’re cooking for two people, why the fuck did you make it inedible?!?”

The blonde man glared at you as he sat down, jaw working, mouth twisting. “You gonna be a bitch-baby about it? Should be fuckin’ grateful that I even made you dinner.”

“Thanks for dinner.” You mumbled, staring tiredly at the food Bakugou was heaping onto his plate. You didn’t feel like eating anymore, his outburst ruining your mood, reminding you of the time when he got angry because you wouldn’t go to bed, wouldn’t listen to him-

“Eat the damn food.” Katsuki snapped, pulling you out of your thoughts and back to the present.

You did as he asked, even though it burned your mouth. Dinner was quickly gulped down, followed by desperate swigs of water as you tried to chase away the spice. Bakugou huffing the entire time at your inability to handle the level of spice he preferred.

Afterwards, you gathered up the plates and washed them, conscious of Katsuki hovering in the background of the kitchen, watching you work while he tapped away on his phone.

When the last dish was washed, dried, and put away, you began rummaging in the cupboards, looking for something sweet, something to soothe your tastebuds.

“What’re you doin’, didn’t I just feed you?”

Bakugou’s harsh voice made you flinch, but you kept your back to him. “Was hoping there’d be dessert.”

A long, irritated sigh, then a hand gripped your shoulder, pulling you away from the kitchen cupboards. “Ain’t got any of that shit in the house princess, you don’t need it.”

“But-” Your plead was interrupted by Bakugou rolling his eyes, snorting.

“Why are you being such a whiny baby? Is this cause Kiri was spoilin’ you earlier?”

Jutting your chin out, you glared up into red eyes as you turned around seething. “Maybe I like being treated like a person and not a problem. I don’t even understand why he’s friends with you - you’re mean and crass and stup-”

“So you’re just acting out cause you want some extra attention or some shit? What a brat.” The blonde sneered, leaning back against the counter as he tapped away at his phone again.

“You want Kiri so bad, fine. I’ll have him get you some shitty grocery-store dessert. Then maybe you’ll stop acting like a bitch. Stuff some candy in that mouth, will that keep you quiet, huh?”

It was infuriating, being treated like a child. Ignored, talked down to, unable to assert yourself or make decisions.

“Whatever.” You huffed, shaking your head as you walked out of the kitchen. “Anything’s better than having to sit here with you.”

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The front door opening and the faint rustle of grocery bags caught your ear as you fumed on the couch, angrily questioning “why me?” as to your situation. But the noise meant your new friend was here, and he was much nicer than Bakugou.

Nice enough to have you smiling a bit as you rose to your feet, padding into the dining room as you beelined to the soft murmur of two manly voices.

“Heyyy! Long time no see!” The redhead was dressed in a loose tank top and basketball shorts, shoes discarded somewhere in the hall.

You’d known he was muscular, but actually seeing his muscles without clothes in the way? You were stunned.

A bright blush encompassed your face when Bakugou snapped his fingers, narrowing his eyes at you. “Ay’, stupid! Focus! He got you a bunch of sweet shit. Rot your teeth out.” While gesturing to the two grocery bags resting on the dinner table.

“Hi Kirishima, thanks for the desserts-”

“Aw, it’s nothing. Bakubro wouldn’t tell me what kinda flavors you like so I kinda got a variety...”

Cupcakes and candy and various other sweet treats were nestled in the bags, and you grinned. “Dude, it’s all good. Wanna sit down and have some too?”

Bakugou snorted while Kiri smiled at you, nodding his head. The dining chair creaked as his weight settled in it, the redhead pushing the grocery bags towards where you sat, encouraging you to pick anything you wanted.

The two men began to talk about this and that, mundane things about work, odd jobs, what their plans for the weekend were, boring stuff you easily tuned out as you indulged in sweet desserts.

Their attention turned to you when a whine slipped from your lips as frosting fell rom the cupcake you were eating and onto your shirt. Before you reached for a napkin, Kiri was leaning over, invading your space.

“You’re kinda messy, aren't you?” He breathed, a single finger swiping through the frosting on your shirt before the redhead sucked it into his mouth, looking at you through his eyelashes.

“Oh-u-uhm...” Was your elegant reply, tummy filled with butterflies at the fact that his finger had pressed against your skin through your shirt, right underneath your breast.

He was so hot.

“Yeah, and a fuckin’ brat too. Little bitch can’t stop complaining about every little thing. Shut up the second I mentioned you were coming over.” Bakugou cackled, breaking the mood completely.

But Kirishima’s eyes were still on you as his now-clean finger slipped from his mouth. It was mesmerizing, watching the muscles in his arms shift and move as he leaned closer, slipping his hands underneath your shirt and raising the fabric so he could lick at the frosting still stuck on it.

Your breath stuttered, heat flaring suddenly in your tummy at the action.

And then Bakugou had to ruin it again.

“You can fuck her if you want, I don’t mind. I told the old bird I would watch her kid for her. Didn’t say nothin’ about not getting her drunk on some cock.”

Eyes squeezing shut, you opened your mouth for some snappy reply, but Kirishima beat you to speaking.

“Yeah? Alright. You good with that baby?”

Wait, good with-?

Kirishima was looking up at you expectantly, fingers still clutched in your shirt, refusing to touch your skin. He was hot. This was hot. It’d be perfect if Bakugou wasn’t here.

“C’mon, just fuck her man, she’s been gaggin’ for your dick since she met you. Stop being a loser and man up.”

The redhead in front of you smiled, sharp teeth on display and gleaming.

Then your shirt was being pulled over your head, hands gripping at your chest, thumbing over your nipples through your bra.

“W-wai-Kiri! Uhm, can’t we- uhm-”

Your voice was ignored, the redhead’s eyes glued to your chest as he pulled down your bra a bit, until he could palm each breast without anything in-between his warm hands and your soft skin.

“You’re so pretty...”

“She’s a whore.” Bakugou snarked.

Hands migrated to your waist, and you were easily lifted onto the table, Kirishima rising from his seat so he could push at your shoulders until they met the solid wood. Bakugou stayed seated, casually notching his hands behind his head and leaning back as he watched the show unfold before him.

Things were happening so fast, you didn’t know what to say, couldn’t move your hands to push away the broad redhead. This was so confusing. Yes, you wanted him, but you didn’t want Bakugou watching. You didn’t want to do this on the dining room table, didn’t like the quick turn the night had taken.

Your pants were being pulled down before you could organize your thoughts, before you could do much else aside from whimper and press your legs together.

“Hah, cute panties. You always wear stuff like this?” Kirishima asked, sliding a thumb underneath the elastic waistband only so he could snap it against your skin. You gasped at the little sting, unsure what to say, what to do.

“Most of her stuff is stupid girly shit like that, so yes.”

You tried to throw a glare Bakugou’s way, but with the blonde somewhere behind you sitting at the table, you couldn’t turn your head far enough.

Especially not when you were distracted by Kirishima pushing down the waistband of his shorts.

“I’m so glad I didn’t wear jeans.” He chuckled, holding his cock at the base as he sat back down again, scooting his chair up to edge of the table where your legs were splayed wide.

“Okay pretty, try and stay still for me. Make as much noise as you wanna, Bakugou and I don’t mind.” And then a warm mouth was pressed up against your cunt, licking at you over your panties, dragging the rough cotton against your most sensitive parts.

“Oh! o-oh, oh-oh-” Was all you could make your mouth manage as the redhead gripped your thighs in his giant hands, pushing them apart and allowing his massive shoulders to fit between them as he bent to lick at your pussy.

It felt... It felt so good, building up pressure in your stomach as your hole clenched around nothing.

Then Kiri did something awful, pulling your panties to the side and nosing into your folds with a pleased grunt. His skin was so warm, and you were so wet, and his nose started bumping against your clit as the man sloppily mouthed at you, and you couldn’t-couldn’t

“Stop-stop! ‘m gonna cum!” You wailed, legs twitching.

Immediately Kirishima drew back, soothing circles getting rubbed into your calves by thick fingers. “You don’t wanna cum in my mouth? Wanna cum on my cock instead? That’s cute.”

He stood up, and you barely got a glimpse of his dick bobbing against his stomach before he was leaning forward and catching your lips in a kiss. It almost scared you, sharp teeth poking menacingly against your lips, dragging across your skin as Kirishima moved his mouth against yours, but the redhead knew how to work with his teeth.

“Man, she really is a slut for you.” Bakugou piped up from behind you. He was a bit breathless, voice scratcher, but you couldn’t focus on that, not when Kirishima was pulling away with a groan, one of his hands fisting his cock.

The redhead gathered the spit in his mouth, leaned down, and let it drip onto your cunt, panties still pushed to the side. It was burning hot, adding to the fire in your tummy, blazing higher and higher.

Heavy breathing and labored panting filled the room as Kirishima edged closer to you, laying his cock flat against your entrance, playing with your panties as he did so until they pressed against his cock as it nestled between the lips of your cunt.

And then he started grinding.

Slow, delicious, absolutely heavenly.

You almost didn’t care about the disgusting little groans coming from Bakugou, the slick sounds of him fucking his fist, the creak of his chair behind you.

Almost.

Your attention was more focused on the pleasurable little zings going up your spine as Kiri rubbed his cock through your folds, all slick and wet. You kept your legs spread wide for him, barely able to breathe at the heat that seemed to fill the space, fill your lungs and steal your voice.

Kiri leaned down to kiss you again, and your hands fisted into his tank top, the material sweaty as it clung to his chest. If you could focus, you’d be trying to pull it off him, see the beautiful skin underneath, the man’s gorgeous body.

But what he was doing with his hips felt so good, you couldn’t even think.

“Kiri-Kiri, gonna-ohmygod-gonna-!”

And you came, shuddering as his cock kept fucking back and forth through your folds, twitching against your clit, veins in his dick pulsing and dragging against your skin.

He wasn’t stopping.

“Unhh, I came, please, wait Kirishima-”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to cum on my cock baby? I’m barely getting warmed up.” A feral smile gleamed bright from his lips. “I don’t play like Bakugou, I like messy girls. Gonna get you so fucked out you can’t even speak, can’t even walk. Won’t give him any trouble then, right? You’ll be good? For us?”

The look in his eye told you that you weren’t going to get a choice.

“Fuck Kiri, turn her over when you fuck her cunt so I can use her mouth.” Bakugou’s voice cut in, and your mood soured even more.

But Kirishima was already agreeing, cock still thrusting against your cunt.

You didn’t get to make decisions anymore.

#kirishima #bakugou #yandere #bully bakugou #tw.noncon #tw.dubcon #tw.dark content #Yandere BNHA #Yandere kirishima #dark kirishima #dark bakugou

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opalesense · 3 years

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srry if this message is long af but omg i JUST found your blog and just finished obsessively reading through all of your works.. not only do you seem so sweet but i am also SO in love with your writing already 🥺💕 so i do actually have a small, kinda silly request if you dont mind... i have a massive crush on kaeya, and your take on a dom kaeya (in "you asked for it" and "dinners at diluc's") had me SHOOK - it's so perfect 😫. So my request is, like... how would kaeya react to a sub s/o who turns out to be very into bdsm but has absolutely 0 experience. Like never been kissed but would kill to be tied up kinda thing LOL. Oh and if you'd like you can include other boys too ofc! But yea no worries if this request doesnt vibe with you just wanted to say you are awesome and have a gr8 day 💕

a funny secret

kaeya & gn!reader (NSFW)

899 words • ~5 min. read

summary: after having a little too much to drink, kaeya coerces a secret out of you that he didn’t expect at all.

warnings: bondage mention

notes: AWW don’t worry about the long message because i loved every single word, seriously!! T^T thanks for the request and for dedicating so much time to my fics omg i bet it must’ve taken awhile to get through my entire blog... anyway i wrote this in headcanon-ish style because i don’t feel like writing in so much detail, i hope that’s okay!!

KAEYA KNOWS ALL TOO WELL of your inexperience with intimacy. when you were first starting to get more affectionate with him, he noticed the way you got so easily flustered by the smallest things and how you quivered in nervousness whenever he offered you a hug. he finds it very amusing that someone usually so composed can break under his slight touch.

the most you’ve ever done with him is give him hugs or hold his hand. if you didn’t express that you wanted more, he wouldn’t force you to do more. but sooner or later, that will change – though, not in the way he expected.

when the two of you decide to spend an evening at the tavern, you somehow end up with a few drinks too many. kaeya watches with a smirk as you start to slur your words, curiously wondering what information he could get out of you in this drunken state.

as he recounts a story of a criminal he interrogated the other day, he notices you giggling like a maniac, completely distracted from what he was talking about. even though he found your laughter adorable, it interrupted his flow of the story. “what’s so funny, sweetheart? this guy was a thief!”

“sorry, sorry! i was just thinking... do you... do you wanna know a funny secret?” you grinned at him. oh yes, he liked where this was going.

“enlighten me.”

“i would... maybe i shouldn’t say this,” you giggled and hid your face as you looked down, ashamed of the thought. he chuckled as he tucked your hair behind your ear then held your chin between his fingers, lifting your head up to look at him.

“go on,” he patiently watched as a blush crept onto your face. he was going to get this secret out of you, one way or another. it was the perfect opportunity! you were dizzily drunk in his grasp and completely flustered.

“i would... i would kill to be tied up by you like how you tied up that thief...” you whispered only loud enough so kaeya could barely hear you over the rowdy atmosphere of the tavern.

now kaeya was a bit flustered. he didn’t expect you to say that at all but he wasn’t complaining. he let go of your chin to place a hand on your thigh, gently caressing it and watching your nervous reactions closely. “what would you want me to do to you while you’re tied up, hm?”

“w-we’re in public,” you shyly diverted your gaze to your drink, taking another sip. “i don’t think i should say...”

“then how about we head to my place so you can tell me?” he teased, his hand slowly creeping towards your inner thigh as he leaned forward to kiss your cheek. you internally screamed at how touchy he was being, but that’s exactly how he wanted to make you feel. “you don’t have to kill to make your wishes come true, darling.”

the two of you hurry back, butterflies violently fluttering in your stomach while he held your hand so innocently, as if he wasn’t fantasizing about all the things he could do to you tonight the second you set foot in his home.

his hands immediately find their place on your waist after he locks his front door behind him. he looks down at you with a hungry gaze, his fingers toying with the fabric of your clothes. “what exactly were you thinking about that you couldn’t tell me at the tavern, hm?”

“i’ve always thought about what it’s like to be tied up... by you...” your voice trailed as he slowly lifted your shirt enough to place his gloved hands on your bare skin.

“mmhm,” he began to rub circles onto your skin with his thumbs. the feeling of being touched so intimately by him when the peak of your romantic experience was holding his hand or hugging him made your mind draw blanks. you were malfunctioning under his hands. “what else, darling?”

“i... i...”

“use your words, darling. what would you want me to do after i tie you up?”

“then i want... i want you to do whatever you want to me...”

“ohh,” he teased to make it seem like the dots were finally connecting. “let me get this straight...”

one hand trailed up your back, still trapped under your shirt. he used this leverage to lean closer to you, pulling your body towards his as he slowly muttered in your ear. “so you want me to tie you up, fuck you ‘til you’re senseless, and make you cum over and over again until you scream for me to stop? you want me to leave bruises and marks that will let everyone know you’re not as innocent as you seem?”

you couldn’t do anything but helplessly nod and whimper as he started to kiss your jawline, trailing kisses down to your neck. “you want me to make you my sweet little toy, don’t you? what a funny secret that is, indeed...”

“k-kaeya...” his name was the only thing on your mind right now as he smiled between kisses, loving the way you curled up in his arms so sweetly.

“fortunately for you, i keep some bundles of rope here in case we run out at the headquarters so... how about we give you what you want tonight, hm?”

#kaeya #kaeya x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #mine #bang #requested

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skywardscroll · 3 years

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the secret language | xiao

✧ word count: 2.5k

✧ this was a request! : anon: can i make a request for xiao? so u know how at the end of his story quest he wanted to eat alone because it's what he's used to? so could u write a fic where the reader respects his boundaries but still can't help but want to spend more time with him. u can take whatever route you want but it'd be rlly cute if xiao warmed up to the reader eventually and asked the reader to eat with him one day and they just sat in comfortable silence enjoying each other's company T-T srry for the long message, thank you!

✧ warnings: none!

✧ a/n: omg anon this was literally such a cute idea!! i’m not gonna lie, it’s hard to write xiao because he’s such a complex character so i hope i did alright! thank you for being my very first request (ahhh!! literally was so excited when i saw your message!! it wasn’t too long by the way -- i love to hear what you have to say :D ) anyway! please let me know what you think! i hope you enjoy~~!

For Xiao, very few things were certain. Having lived for millennia, he’d inevitably learned that there were a small number of truths that he could truly rely on in a world that could care less about empathy and compassion.

His list of undeniable truths so far was quite short and cynical, but it was, until you came along, consistent:

Firstly, mortals are unbelievably ungrateful by nature. Xiao’s existence was bound to his job of keeping mortals under his jurisdiction safe; He’d spent the past 2,000 years risking his wellbeing for the sake of mortals, and while they are a fountain of thanks in the moment, it had been too many times where he could tell that the appreciations came from the fear of touching death, rather than the thankfulness of being alive. The soulless ‘thank you’s became disgusting on Xiao’s tongue, and by way of association, so did the leisurely happenings of those who didn’t know how lucky they were to have to worry about timely food deliveries and blocked roads rather than the never-ending pain like that which Xiao endured within himself. Call it bitterness or envy – Xiao, depending on his mood, would agree that both lived within him.

There is only one more, extremely brief, truth that resided on his list. It coincided with the first, both in pessimism and in theme: It was best for everyone if he remained alone. It was beneficial for him – he had learned a long time ago that he could only rely on himself – but also for others due to his dangerous nature. He didn’t want a repeat of his mistakes of the past, where one too many innocent persons had died because of his errors.

That is how it had been for 2,000 years. But despite his personal beliefs, his duty to his position as the lone Yaksha in Liyue held precedent in his heart. He’d continue to leave the comfort of the Wangshu Inn to comply to his contract with Morax all those years ago, despite the dangerous nature of his work. If he was going to be immortal, he was going to contribute good to the world that rarely was as charitable.

He had to remind himself of his truths while watching you look out to the Dihua Marsh with teary eyes. There was a foreign urge within him to reach out to you, despite you not being in any immediate danger that he could see. But, as he stewed in memories of his past, he opted to stay put on the tiled roof of the Wangshu Inn and wait for you to leave the balcony that was usually reserved for him alone.

From where he sat, he could only catch the glint of tears running down your cheeks as the moonlight hit them at just the right angle. You simply stood there and let them fall, your heavy breathing near silent as you looked to the eastern mountains.

Convincing himself that you were simply a passing traveler who’d had a bad day, he eventually gave up his nightly reflections on the balcony to you and vanished with you none the wiser.

He saw you again a week later, in the kitchens of the inn. He was halfway down the wooden stairs which led to the normally vacant kitchen when he saw you there, your hair pulled back out of your face and flour covering your clothes. You, frankly, looked a mess with stray hairs sticking about and sweat collecting on your forehead. To be fair – the kitchen was always hotter than the rest of the inn and it was the peak of summertime.

Not seeing Smiley, the usual chef, Xiao opted to eat later. Not that he was avoiding you in specific prejudice, but Xiao knew that with Smiley, he was guaranteed is privacy while he ate – a simple pleasure Xiao valued more than most things.

As he turned to ascend back up the stairs, you happened to catch sight of the young man from behind the worktable in the center of the room.

“Oh! Can I help you?” You called out, making him stop in his tracks.

“No, thank you.” His voice was stern and frigid. “Good day.”

“Wait! If you’re hungry, I can make you something.”

“No.” He turned around to look at you, unable to ignore the way your eyes seemed so lively. “I’m fine.”

You gave him a soft smile as you briefly eyed his tattoos on his arm and the Anemo vision attached to his hand. “Alright.”

As he turned back around, still feeling your eyes on him, Smiley happened to appear at the top of the stairs carrying two large straw bags presumably filled with ingredients.

“Ah! Mr. Xiao! perfect timing. Mind helping me get these down the stairs?��

Xiao closed his eyes at the inconvenience, wanting nothing but to leave before anything else incredibly awkward could occur. Still – he nodded and grabbed the bag on the top that blocked Smiley’s vision.

“Thank you, they go next to that shelf over there.”

He could hear you washing the dishes, the pans clanging together as the thumps of the apple-filled bags hit the wooden floor.

“Thank you again. Are you hungry? I could make your favorite.”

Xiao’s face flooded with red as he hoped you didn’t hear him accept the offer. You certainly did, though, and took note of Smiley’s method of making especially crispy tofu.

Xiao learned from Verr (too late to avoid that awkward encounter in the kitchen) that you were the new assistant chef. Smiley had been complaining for at least a year that the workload was too much for one person, especially during the winter when the Lantern Rite festival came around, and that he needed someone else to help around. They decided to hire you in the summer so you could complete training in time for the holidays.

He also learned that you were a refugee of Inazuma, someone who needed the work more than most. So, personal feelings aside, he would have to get used to you being there.

And, to be fair to you, it was easy to observe that you were an extremely hard worker. He had a habit in indulging himself in long meals, of which you were always working the entire time. If you weren’t cooking, you were cleaning; And if you had finished cleaning, you were standing around looking for something to do.

After that initial day, you hadn’t tried to make conversation with him again. He was fairly certain Smiley must have mentioned his reserved nature to you, or maybe you simply had no interest in conversing with him. Either way – having you there did not negatively impact Xiao’s routine as he originally thought you would.

It was about a month into having you there when Smiley caught the stomach illness that had been floating around Liyue Harbor and, in extension, the Wangshu Inn. He was going to be gone for a week, at most, and Xiao could see in your mannerisms that the pressure was weighing you down.

Where you were typically agile in your movements, you were particularly clumsy. You’d broken at least two plates and even dented Smiley’s favorite pot, all by Wednesday afternoon. Xiao, having noticed your stress, had been avoiding the kitchen in an attempt to give you space to focus, but eating in front of the inn with the busy crowds was just short of unbearable.

Thursday night, Xiao had enough of public eating and longed for his private table in the corner of the kitchen. Upon walking down the stairs, he found you sitting on the floor of the kitchen with your head in your hands. The noises escaping your lips let him know that, for the second time, he had caught you crying alone.

“Y/N.”

He realized that in the month that you had been working there, he’d never said your name before. You seemed equally surprised, as upon his voice reaching your ears, you immediately straightened your back and furiously wiped away your tears (though this was in vain, as more tears replaced them as soon as your fingertips left your cheeks.)

“Mr. Xiao… Hi.” Even with your face slightly contorted from crying, you still attempted to sound happy. A failed attempt, sure, as Xiao had been around long enough to know what fake happiness sounded like even without your face giving yourself away, but the fact that you tried made Xiao’s heart wrench just a bit.

“Are… You okay?”

You were quick to nod. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just…” Your sentence trailed off as you looked around at the messy kitchen counters. “Are you hungry?”

Xiao looked at you for a moment in silence, his jaw set. The Wangshu Inn was significantly quiet, as most of the guests were down in the food court below. It was just the two of you.

The adeptus walked over and sat beside you, his back leaning against the cabinets below the sink. Together, you sat in estranged silence.

“I saw you crying on the balcony that first night you were here.” He confessed after a long while as he stared at the floor. Occasionally, he could feel the wood of the cabinet shake as you let out jagged, emotion-filled breaths. “Do you just… Cry a lot or…?”

You laughed weakly, “No… I actually hate crying.

It’s just a lot, you know? It hurts having to give up everything just to have a chance to feel like you have a life to live.”

He was silent as he listened to you, but now he looked at you as he did so. You wiped away more tears from your smooth cheeks and his eyes followed the trail of tears to your eyes. He recognized the tired look within them as being close to the same that resided in his own, though he knew they were unusual for your typically bright eyes. Those eyes, with the sparkle of hope within them, were one of the things he silently admired about you.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, and you meant it. “Come, I’ll make you something to eat.”

He sat at the table and just watched you – Watched as you, despite your tears and your stress, still stood and cooked him a meal. To be truthful, he didn’t expect such compassion from you – from anyone, really. It was different when Smiley made him a meal because it was always compensation for helping around the Wangshu Inn. But you… You were doing this from the heart. You had every reason to turn him away, but you didn’t. Even after his indifferent attitude towards you.

“I hope you like it, Mr. Xiao. I tried to make it like Mr. Smiley does.”

You placed the plate in front of Xiao with a warm smile that seemed to melt away any hard feelings he had towards humankind. He felt you hesitate to leave him be, but you did eventually turn away from him without another word and begin cleaning the even messier kitchen.

He wouldn’t tell Smiley this, but your Almond Tofu somehow tasted so much better.

The next day, Xiao had no hesitancy in going to you for more food. He typically didn’t eat every day, as he was often too busy to go back to the inn for meals. Somehow, though, he felt inclined to make time just for your Almond Tofu (not for you, though. Definitely not just to see you smile at him again.)

“Y/N.” He greeted – not realizing that you were still very much on edge.

You shrieked at his sudden appearance, dropping the (thankfully) empty pot on the wooden floor again.

“Oh… Mr. Xiao.” You said, a relieved tone in your voice. “How are you?”

He made quick work of closing the distance between you as he walked over, reached down, and picked up the pot for you. He didn’t pay much mind to the blush on your face as your fingers brushed his on the pot’s handle.

“Fine. I was hoping for more Almond Tofu.”

Your face only got hotter in response. “You… You liked it?”

He just nodded as he stared at you with his eyes of amber. You missed the way his cat-like eyes seemed to widen in subtle admiration at the way you beamed back at him.

“Go sit, I’ll make some right now.”

It wasn’t long before that familiar sweet smell pervaded Xiao’s senses and filled him with that warm, comfortable feeling yet again. This was the first moment that he sat and really thought about how happy he was to have you at the inn. You were a breath of fresh air in the atmosphere he’d grown all too familiar with. While he wasn’t necessarily fond of change, you were overly welcome – Even against everything within Xiao telling him he was making a mistake in getting too close to you.

It was an inevitable disaster waiting to happen but listening to you hum as you toasted his tofu exactly how he liked it made him think it might be worth it – that you would be worth the heartbreak.

You had an irresistible brilliance about you that until now he thought humanly impossible.

“Here you go, I hope you like it.”

You turned to leave him be from habit, but his cold, gloved hand reached out and wrapped around your wrist gently.

When you turned around to face him with a quizzical look on your face, he was the one now wearing a blush across his cheeks. He refused to look at you, and when he spoke, it was softly, and he was mumbling. Still, you managed to discern his voice from the silence.

“Will you sit with me while I eat?”

Your mouth, without your permission, slightly opened in awe. His hand didn’t leave your wrist, and you didn’t pull away from him either. You just looked at him for a moment, before letting out a laugh that sounded angelic against his eardrums.

“If you’d let me.”

You grabbed the seat beside him and sat in silence, watching him as with each bite he took, his eyes closed in appreciation.

You reflected in the silence that Xiao talked with his actions more than anything. He showed he liked you by helping you, not by simply telling you. Perhaps it was because he felt that actions really were stronger than words; That what he did had a bigger impact in the long term than any flowery phrase he could muster.

Maybe that’s how you worked too. You cooked him Almond Tofu to say thank you. Thank you for caring enough to sit with me while I cried. Thank you for caring.

Uninterested in breaking the silence, Xiao reached over beside him and grabbed another plate, offering half of the remaining Almond Tofu to you as he slid it onto the porcelain plate and pushed it towards you along with utensils. No words were exchanged, just a quick glance and the smallest of smiles before he went back to biting into his meal.

He didn’t have to speak – You knew what he was trying to say as if silence was your own language.

Thank you for being there for me too.

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papil0nglegs · 2 months

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Could u write a pico x fem reader oneshot where they r both sleeping together and pico happens to wake up from a nightmare and starts having a panic attack bc of it and reader sits there and tries her best to help him through it? Srry this is so specific 😭😭😭

Just a dream

cw: school shooting trauma, nightmares, panic attacks, swearing, angst with happy ending.

A/n: this req is so good omg. Anyways so sorry for the break guys, as I said in a prev post I’ve been gone because I’ve been spending my summer with my family so I took a small break from writing. I’m still on my summer break but I’ll be sure to post more frequently <33

Pico pov:

I remember that day, everynight.

It was the day I realized I was the only one to look out for myself, I had to that day.

I don’t know what took over me, suddenly I had the urge to hurt everyone around me.

I always wonder why, why didn’t she take me with them. Why did my life have to be spared while my friends had to be taken.

I had no one that day, except for myself.

Y/n’s pov:

I woke up to the feeling of a sweaty palm lightly tapping my thigh at a rapid pace. I realized that it must’ve been time to get up, and my dear boyfriend had been waking me up. I groaned as a sat up from my bed, rubbing my eyes to try forcing myself awake. Suddenly, I noticed that the hand that had been tapping me was still going at it.

“Pico?” I whisper laying my hand onto his, my eyes trail from his wrist to his now red face. His breath hitched as I placed my palm on his cheek, feeling how heated his face had been. Picos breathing slowed, as his eyes struggled to open. “Y/n..” He mumbles, tears falling down his freckled cheeks. Pico begins to softly sob, moving his hand to hold mine softly. My heart begins to ache for my love.

I lay against the headboard, bringing Pico up against my chest. My hand moves his hair away from his sweaty face, “shhh, it’s just a dream.” I whisper, combing my fingers through his hair. I turn to grab my phone, checking that the time was 4:39. Fuck, Pico must’ve had a rough dream to him to wake up at this hour. I quickly click my phone off when I hear a whimper leave Pico’s quivering lips. “What’s wrong my love?” I gently ask.

“You’re not gonna leave me, right?” My eyebrows furrowed, worried that I had done something to make him ask this. “Of course not Pico, you know I’ll always love you.” My hand reaches to caress his cheek, wiping some tears from his face. “Why are you asking all of a sudden? Did I do something?” Picos breath suddenly hitches, he sits up from my chest. “No no, it’s not that. I’m sorry that I’m making you feel shitty it’s just-..” Pico blurts out all at once. “I.. I just keep losing so many people in my life. Even after the shooting, I dated this guy. And I was in such a fucking terrible place before I dated him, so I was just.. so in love” His voice then begins to breakdown, as more tears form in his silver eyes. “And then I fucked up again, and I lost him too” his head falls into my shoulder, as sobs leave his lips again.

My hand reaches his head, petting his head. “Pico.. can you look at me please?” I wipe some dry tears from his cheek, then lifting his chin up for him to face me. “I know you’ve been through a lot but I need you to know that I’m always here for you, my love.” I reassured, kissing him on his forehead. “Nothing in this world could ever make me stop loving you.” I smile, then leaning my head against his shoulder. “Wanna cuddle? Just to get your mind off of it?”

Picos eyes lighten at the question, “Yes, please” he says immediately, nodding. He places his cheek against the pillow, as I do the same. We both tangled our arms and legs together. I snuggled into his chest, as I closed my eyes, hearing my boyfriend’s heart slow.

‘I promise I’ll always love you.’

#x reader #fanfic #picos school x reader #picos school #pico x reader #fnf x reader #angst with a happy ending #papilonglegs #fluff

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doodlesfromthebird · 2 years

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(1/3) Previous question-asker here! Thx for giving such a detailed answer - I’ll refer back to this post when I get stuck. Im a lil baby writer - my art skills r more developed, but when it comes 2 making characters, theyre usually for stories I wanna write. Someday. Writing's hard. & I think it’s cool that one of the tips you gave was to interview your characters - my current fav OC group are all in a band, and when I first came up with them I pretended to interview them for a music magazine X)

(2/3) Plot’s a struggle for me too - tbh, the reason I started developing my OCs/worlds more was bc I tried to write a story plot-first, & ran into a brick wall bc I didn’t know the characters or setting that well. With that in mind, how do u know when ur done? When is a character or setting complete enough to write about? Theoretically you could just keep going forever, but do u have any markers you use 2 figure out when an aspect of character creation or worldbuilding is “finished”?

(3/3) [srry for sending so many asks omg, the character limit is ramble-phobic] but thank you for including those worldbuilding prompts!! They're exactly what I needed. You’ve inspired me to make a little guide for myself on character/design, trope and setting stuff that I think is cool, so that I can go back to it when I need new ideas. Thanks again, happy late birthday and good luck with whatever you decide to do with the Spiral universe! No need to apologize at all! I really enjoy the discussion!

I've always been character first, handwave plot for a few years until it puzzle pieces together into...something. Nothing water tight, but something I can at least give a semi in-depth synopsis of *most* of the things that go on in the story lol

I think its SO COOL that you gave your band-members a little interview for a music magazine -- that's exactly what I'm talkin about! And so fun, too!! And it sounds like it'd be something that would end up in the world itself, which is perfect.

"When is a character complete enough to write about?" I definitely recommend keeping an eye out on advice from your fellow writers, but... I personally think you can go on as much as you'd like to! As long as it hasn't become an excuse to delay in actually sitting down and writing for them in your story. (like ME lmao) Because sometimes smaller details just end up filling themselves in as you go along. I think you're fairly set if you have a good grasp on their personality, how they would react in a varying level of situations, what their goals, wants and fears are (and what have they experienced to have those develop) You may even want to write a character-focused little one-shot separate from the story that would help feel things out, while also establishing a mundane or significant moment in their lives, independently from everything else. This goes for multiple characters who are like a package deal. Like a pairing or a close-knit team that influence each others lives. Maybe even to convince you that the character is who you say they are. Like, it's one thing to say a character's charming, it's another to write about a moment where they're interacting with others in a way you actually find endearing and likable to back that up in your own head. Even while I was writing a rough script for a scene in a potential web-comic idea for Damian and Rio (the merman and vampire) a lot of small things started falling into place about the characters and world-building just started to SPRING FORTH, and I only had a general idea on how the scene would have gone, with key moments. From writing dialogue and character actions on the fly, I discovered: more about both characters body language, vampire lore and more how vampires function, a solid example of what an emotionally heavy conversation looks between the two of them, and more examples that convinced me of the chemistry between the two of them, in ways that I wanted.

Sometimes you get caught up in a creative current and suddenly you've blasted through like 3 pages of ideas. This goes for world-building too because characters are so frequently affected by the world around them in various ways. World-building is often something I overthink and I end up a fretting over about a lot of things that probably would be cumbersome to list in grand detail about anyway, but sometimes its fun to just think about, y'know? and if you're having fun then that's all that really matters. I'd say a general knowledge of what a general day of living in this world would look like, and maybe how it would affect the people living there long-term. What really sets the stage and how does it change over time, if at all. What makes waves and changes what was normal in either the world at large or for your characters.

The thing that personally always stumps me is structures of power and politics, and those are often times the real gear grinders of stories.

BAH I'M RAMBLING, MYSELF. I honestly wish you the best of luck with your characters and worldbuilding and I truly can't wait for you to fall in love with them. More than anything, try to be easy on yourself and the process and start with what brings you the most joy. Everything else will follow. Thank you so much for the birthday wishes!! :3

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