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captaindsina · 2 years

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"Let's Make A Deal"

Toji Fushiguro x Black Reader

During an unusually slow night in the pretentious club you work at, a man you've never seen before comes in and offers you a deal. One that you know is dumb to accept, but you do because what's the risk?

I genuinely hate this because why is writing dialogue so damn hard? Why do we have to talk? Why do humans talk? Ew.

Toji and the reader trade sexual dynamics flipping between submissive and dominant.

So we got a bit of Sub Toji in here.

I also do not have to explain why the fuck I specify why the reader is black. I just write with a black person in mind. You got a problem with it. Idk go masturbate or something.

Enjoy it. This genuinely my first time writing smut all the way through and finishing it. So please enjoy it

Word Count: 8.3k -shit-

You walk into your home setting your belongings down on your rack and hanging your coat up with a sigh. It was a pretty hectic day, dealing with drunk people was not your forté. Which begs the question...why the hell do you work in a club as a bartender? The pay is mediocre and your employees aren't bad, but your boss is an asshat. It sucks that you can't find a better bar to work at but your current place will have to suffice.

You sit on your couch after taking your shoes off and begin rubbing your feet. Your body is so tense it's ridiculous. The life of labor is not it one you desire at all. Having to deal with customers nagging, going insane from the same songs being played on repeat everyday, coming home late, the random advances from drunken patrons; it was just too much for you, but there's no escaping it if you want to live and not immediately end it all at some stupid office job. Lighting some incense you begin your destressing routine of incense, a long hot shower, low music in the background, a cup of warm tea, some food, and a good movie to watch.

It was the perfect routine designed to fit the comforting vibes of your home. Your home is dark with dim lighting different plants in almost every corner of your home with beads hanging on the deoor frames and the most most important piece of your home, your cat; Dice.

It was your most favorite place to be at and after the day you had you just wanted to relax.

After putting food in Dice's bowl you take a shower while blaring your favorite songs. Your skin was tingly in the hot water. You felt like you were a truly alluring sight; made you borderline obsessed with yourself. The various body creams and oils you used made you feel amazing. Your relaxing shower session made you forget about all the stress in your bones, melting it all away and sending it down the drain.

After getting dressed in your night clothes and putting on your slippers you head to your kitchen where you're met with your Birman cat sitting on your counter.

"Hey baby, I hope you didn't miss me too bad while I was gone cause I know I missed you terribly." you say cooing to your cat while petting behind her ears. She hops away from you "okay be like that you little shit"

You heat up your kettle and grab your favorite blend of tea herbs putting it all in a little pouch in a mug. While the kettle gets hot you go into the fridge and grab a previously prepped meal from your loving best friend you're ever so greatful for because apparently by his standards a granola bar and tea is not a proper dinner. So he decided to pick up meal prep as a hobby and brings you extras from his meals.

When you throw your food into microwave you hear a ding on your phone.

Hemorrhoid:

'Come over'

Well there goes your day.

You were just getting to the good part of the night.

You:

'I don't feel like it.'

'Do I really have to come?"

Hemorrhoid:

'Yes. I hope you haven't forgotten about the deal we made or should I refresh your memory?"

Ah yes. How could you forget?

You punch the air and type your message.

You:

'Cunt'

'I'm coming'

The deal.

The one you made a month or two ago when Toji found his way into the club you work at; The Heat. A club popular for the beautiful people there, good music, and its exclusivity. It didn't lie about the beautiful people, they were gorgeous. Specifically hiring people that looked good to grow their rep. However all the rest....it's a bunch of bullshit. The music quickly grows tiresome and youu'd think exclusive would mean a bunch of big ballers coming into the club ready to spend money whenever, on whatever and they did, but the catch is none of it went towards your paycheck.

It was a bunch of shit all for show. You were once excited to work in such a lively environment but just as soon as that excitement came, it left. So when Toji waltzed his way into the club and up to the bar he was a nice change of pace. Sporting a rough around the edges look outside of the sleek and precise looks of everyone else who comes into the club.

Compared to other nights the night you met Toji was slow. There wasn't a crowd to wow with party tricks, just boring drinks to be served to the regulars. You usually preffered these nights but tonight the energy was off, you were bored. It was boring. Maybe you were just used to the overstimulating energy of the club, but you just couldn't catch the right vibe for the night.

Bored is a word you never thought you would use while working at 'The Heat' but here you are now wiping the same spot on the counter for the 20th time for the past 30 minutes.

You huff out a sigh as you move your towel in a repetitive motion, staring at the clock waiting for your shift to end.

"Fuck this. Jaz is it just me or it really different tonight?" you look over to your coworker Jazzy who looks to be just as bored as you.

"Nah. You not tripping. It's boring as hell."

You groan at his words. "I hate this job"

"I know you do and I would love to talk to you about it but my break is coming up ten minutes. I would hate to leave you here alone, but I would literally chew off my own finger than sit here for another second."

"Jaz I swear if you leave me here I'm never speaking to you again."

"You make that sound like a bad thing. You'll survive." he says sauntering to the back to start his break earlier than scheduled.

"Bastard" you grumble under your breath. Feeling defeated you groan and lay your head on the counter in front of you. "They could at least play some good music to keep me sane" you say with a deep childish pout on your face.

"I agree with you. This music is kind of ass. Not really my type" you raise your head at the foreign voice directed to you. Your eyes meet sharp green ones brimmed with dark lashes. His face is pretty if you'll be honest with yourself.

Sultry.

Seductive.

Sexy if you would.

And when you catch glimpse of the scar on his lips you internally quirk a brow intrigued at how a face so attractive could even have any damage done to it. It's a downright sin having something done like that.

"Yeah imagine hearing this shit on repeat. Every. Single. Night. I would rather pluck out all my arm hairs than hear this again" you sit up from the counter leaning on your forearms in front of the person. "What could I get you?"

"How about a drink of your choice and...a night with you" his voice responds whispering the last part to you.

"Okay" you snort rolling your eyes to the back of your head "How does a purple rain sound? and two, you'll have to try harder than that love. There's been people before you who've tried to get their hands in my panties. You would have to be really good if you want me in your bed."

"Well one, I'll try it and two, what makes you think I'm like any of those bums? I'd have you crawling to me on your hands and knees when I'm done with you"

You laugh and grab a glass beginning to prepare his drink "you really do sound sure of yourself."

"No need for confidence when I know what I'm saying is true. Most people who call themselves confident are simply lying."

"Yeah okay mister....uh what's your name" you say pouring vodka, lemonade, and grenadine into a shaking glass with a mischievous grin on your face.

He begins to say his name but you cut him off by shaking his drink.

"Hmph I didn't really catch that. Could you say it one more time for me?"

He squints his eyes at you but reluctantly goes to say his name again only to be met with the sound of ice against metal.

You release a hearty laugh as tears well up in your eyes.

"You know you're not funny right?" He says looking at you with an unimpressed frown on his face. "So immature"

"Yeah you can say that about me but just know that was absolutely hilarious, but can you blame me? You're in need for some major humbling" you pour his drink into a glass with the sides covered in blue colored syrup and the rim covered in sugar. You top it off with a lemon and some garnish. You have a goofy looking smile etched across your face that can't help but make the corners of Toji's lips curl up into a small smile.

You then place it in front of him and wait for him to take a sip.

"My name's Y/N by the way"

"I was going to give you the privilege of knowing my name but it seems you don't deserve it." He smacks his lips together "Also this isn't really my taste can you give me something different like-"

"Let me guess whiskey? Shots of tequila?"

He looks at you with a small frown on his face "Whiskey on-"

"Yeah yeah on the rocks. You know if you're trying to find a way into my panties you kind of suck at it. I'm not impressed" you turn around grabbing a small glass with a ball of ice in it. You feel his strong gaze on your backside, sending chills down your spine. "However I don't think I would mind hearing my name roll off of those pretty lips of yours."

He feels his neck grow hot as his lips curl into a smirk. "I don't know why you feel the need to cut me off but let's make a deal."

"I'm listening" you say pouring whiskey into the glass and hand it to him simultaneously grabbing the purple drink from him and taking a sip.

"One night." He holds up one finger "If I can break you to the point you don't even know your own name. You become my personal fucktoy and if not I do anything of your choosing. You should probably have me buy you new shoes because....those are pretty ugly"

You scoff "leave my shoes alone and if I do somehow manage to become your 'personal fucktoy' how will you even contact me? I mean I could just give you my number for shits and giggles, block you, and call it a day or better yet give you a fake number"

"I have my ways trust me."

You quirk a brow at him "I'm intrigued, what do you mean by that?"

"Oh come on you couldn't have thought a guy like me would get into a club like this without doing anything a little dirty right?"

"Actually you do look like the type to be allowed in here. You seem scary"

"I scare you?"

"No I just said you seem scary, not that you scare me. It takes a lot to scare me. Even if you're threatening me with my life I'm not scared of you"

"Don't worry doll, I won't kill you"

"You make an interesting bargain. I don't know what's making me say this ;it could either be the masochism or the insanity speaking in me but, I'll play your game. I accept your deal only if you can wait the 23 minutes until I get off" you put your hand out for him to shake it.

He grasps your hand firmly and shakes it. Looking into his eyes you see an unreadable glint that makes your gut churn in intrigue, arousal and a twinge of fear.

"I'll wait but I do believe you have no idea what you're getting yourself into." he says with a sly grin spread across his face still holding tour hand.

You smile back at him and grab his hand placing a kiss on it "you're right I don't but I love the thrill" you begin to walk off into the different direction of another customer but not before you turn around and face him "Oh, I would also l love some red bottoms too" you say before you walk away.

He chuckles to himself downing the rest of his whiskey, still sitting at the bar.

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You hate to admit it but Toji was right, you truly had no idea what you were getting into.

The moment you entered his home he gave you no time to breathe. Putting his hands over every inch of your body possible. Pulling you close to his chest kissing you as he grabbed and squeezed your ass through your work pants.

"God I've wanted you out of this ugly ass uniform all night." he grunts against your neck while unbuttoning your black button-up.

"Well I think my uniform looks quite nice. You're going to stop insulting it eventually" you say rolling your eyes playfully while trying to stifle back a moan from the odd feeling of his tounge on your neck. He's sucking and nibbling at it, occasionally biting you with a bit of force to get a cute whimper out of you. He doesn't know what he loves more; the plush of your ass cheeks or the feeling of your chest in his hands. He's drunk off of your features, wanting to feel more of you, see more of you, right now.

So in a swift action he gently -not gracefully- grabs you by the waist and pulls you to his bedroom making you yelp as he pushes you on the bed. Looking into his eyes you can't help but cower at his gaze that holds a look that makes you feel like prey, that he's fought to get his hands on and wouldn't dare let you escape now that he has you. This sultry look causes warmth to pool in your lower abdomen, suddenly feeling lightheaded from the blood rushing from your head to your awaiting pussy.

You unbutton and tug down your pants then rise to your knees to tug off your shirt.

Looking at Toji you see his lips quirked up into what you assume to be a smile. Yet he has yet to say anything. Waltzing over to Toji on your knees you lift his chin up with one finger.

"Cat got your tounge love?" you place feather light kisses on his neck and his jawline gently nibbling at the flesh all while dragging your hands underneath his black tee grazing your fingers over the dips and ridges of his body. But what sends chills up Toji's spine is not the way he can feel your teeth against his skin, or the feeling of your cool fingers roaming his bodies; his resolve breaks when he suddenly feels those same fingers glide over his nipples and slightly pinch and twist at them.

In a swift and sudden motion he lays you on your back ripping his t-shirt over his head, leaving hickeys all on your torso, rutting his dick into your covered pussy. He hasn't even felt you wrapped around him yet he's already going feral at the sight of you below him, waiting for the exact same thing he's craving.

"'M gonna fuck you so good baby. I promise" he growls lowly into your ear making your pussy quiver.

Shoving his head away from you, you lightly trail a finger up and down his abdomen.

"It just dawned on me, I don't even know your name pretty boy. Tell me. Whose name should I moan as you try to fuck me dumb like you promised?"

Toji feels a groan build in his throat as you lightly hover your fingers over his bulge. "F-fuck, it's Toji."

"Toji. I like it." You pull him down and place a kiss behind his ear.

Toji hurriedly and ungracefully removes his pants and his boxers, then removes your panties. He slides his finger through the folds of your pussy feeling your dampness. He looks you in the eyes, takes that finger and plops it in his mouth, making you bite your lip in a low lidded gaze as you rub your nipple through your bra.

That night he promised he would make you cum more times than you can count, but by the end of the night you don't even think you were even capable of breathing properly.

He teased you painfully first making you cum around his fingers once and his tounge twice. With how desperate he seemed to get in your pants earlier you didn't think he could hold off from fucking you any longer, but to your surprise and dissapointment he waited until you both were painfully sensitive to finally give both of you what you wanted. Rutting his hips in and out of you until all you could say were mindless babbles of Toji's name. Then as you were both on your last orgasms of the night Toji asked the fateful question while balls deep in you.

Squeezing your cheeks he forces you to face him. Your calves on his shoulder with your knees pressed against your chest. You look down and see the creamy mess of your cum covering Toji's dick. The sight makes you grow limp as your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"Fuck princess, tell me what's your name? Or are you too -shit- dumb to even remember it? I bet you are. You look so fucking dumb on my dick right now"

It genuinely took all your brain power to even muster up a single word, but as soon as you were about to say your name you felt a mind-numbing sensation on your clit, that made your mouth gape open, eyes roll back, and pussy clench pathetically around Toji's dick as he roughly and messily slams his hips into yours. Your orgasm washes over you and your brain completely abandons its previously assigned task as you mindlessly babble Toji's name.

Toji looks down at you with an accomplished smile on his face, knowing he has you wrapped around his finger now. He takes a good look at your fucked out face which pushes him over the edge stuffing the condom full of his final load of the night. As he ruts his hips into you he groans in your ear. Incoherently telling you how good you made him feel, how pretty you are, and how he's glad you're now his.

All you can feel is the sleepiness tugging at your eyelids as you doze off with Toji still buried in you, your legs wrapped around his waist and you running your fingers through his hair lazily. You both eventually fall asleep like that, forgetting to clean up.

The next day you were confused when you woke up feeling a heavy weight on your chest and sticky sensation between your legs. As you open your eyes you see a head full of messy black hair. Your sudden shift in breathing must have woken Toji up because as soon as your eyes met his green ones, you remembered everything. Especially how screwed you were.

He grumbles something along the lines of a good morning as he slips out of you making you wince from how empty you feel now. You roll over to your side to face him - well not necessarily him but rather his back.

"So you weren't serious about that whole fucktoy thing were you?" you say through an awkward chuckle playing with your fingers.

"I was absolutely serious. You didn't say your name last night did you?" he says tiredly.

You feel your stomach drop. "Well no I didn't, but that's because- " you try to defend yourself but you're hastily cut off by Toji

"Exactly. I won the bet and you better pay your side of the bargain." you can just hear the smirk on his face.

"Toji! No fair!" you whine "You asked me while I was in the middle of an orgasm you jackass. I couldn't even say my abc's if I wanted to."

"How funny you say that because I can clearly recall you screaming my name instead of your own. Admit it sweetheart. You're mines now"

"But-" you pout knowing there's no more buts, so you decide to bury your pride for a little bit and beg your way out of his grasp. "Toji I hope you know that I won't come to you at your every beck and call. Your dick was good but not that good. I was thinking with my pussy last night. Can I just be a regular booty call? Please?" He turns around to face you and sees you looking up at him with eyes that would persuade his decision if he wasn't - well - Toji.

"Nope." He holds back a chuckle at the defeated look in your eyes.

You huff, "Fine I'll at least give you my number so you don't have to get all stalkerish on me"

He gives you his phone and you type in your number. Sitting up you raise your arms over your head stretching them with an obnoxiously loud groan, Toji can't help but look at your chest, seeing it rise and quiver as you stretch your muscles.

Climbing out of his bed you throw on yesterday's clothes leaving your underwear off and throwing them at Toji. He catches them a bit startled. "What's this for?" he asks sitting up looking at you gathering your belongings.

"I'll be back tonight for them if you don't mind. I have a few things I wanna try with you later."

This makes Toji grin at you. You truly were a catch. He climbs out of his bed throwing on his boxers. Walking you out of his apartment. You tug on your shoes and begin to walk out of his door.

"Not even a kiss goodbye? Hmph. Okay then." Toji says to you.

"In your dreams." You say before you glide down the steps and to your car. All Toji can do is look at your retreating figure and wait in anticipation for the night to come.

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Looking back you don't know why you agreed to his deal. Maybe to satisfy some sexual thrill you didn't know you had in you.

You genuinely enjoyed the early parts of the deal. Enjoying getting dicked down on a regular basis. He didn't really have an extremely high sex drive or was at least able to push it aside to give you some type of breathing room, but there were nights where you just didn't feel up to it and he was as needy as ever. You only wanted to climb into your bed and be alone to sleep after a depressing day at work. Unfortunately Toji doesn't take a no for an answer so after a heated argument you blocked him and headed to bed. His dick was not worth the headache.

Three days later at work; when you thought that you were safe; after days of living in suspense, when you were working the rush hour of the club and took a well deserved break to the restroom you felt an arm wrap around your waist and and a hand around your throat. You were ready to pull the taser out of your pocket and attack whoever had you like this but as soon as you heard his voice. Your heart skipped a beat and blood ran cold.

"Come on I hope you didn't think you could run from me"

"Toji- what the hell"

"Don't what the hell me. Did you think you could break our deal and get away with it? I told you you wouldn't want to do that and now it's time to face our consequences dear."

"Oh grow up Toji. It wasn't even a serious deal. I was just thinking with my dick that night. Did you think that this would actually work out? It's a dumb deal based off of stupid bored and horny words. Does that seem serious to you? Let go of me. Or are you going to kill me now?"

"I won't kill you; that's unnecessary blood on my hands, but I will make you wish that I did"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Do you ever shut up? Quit it will all these questions."

Suddenly you're thrown into the empty bathroom and Toji locks the door behind him.

"Get on your knees"

"No. I'm not doing this here. I'm at work you jackass."

"I don't give a fuck. You heard me. Get on your knees. Don't make me say it again." He was obviously growing impatient with you so deciding against testing your luck you do as told.

He pulls his pants down and releases his hard dick. "You know, you make me sick-"

"I can say the same about you" you grumble as you cross your arms across your chest.

He grabs you by your chin "I'm so tired of you cutting me off. Here put this pretty mouth of yours to use, because apparently it just can't seem to shut up."

He shoves his dick into your mouth giving you no chance to breathe, forcefully moving his hips in and out of your mouth.

"I was going to say, you make me sick cause -shit- cause all I can think about is how good of a fuck you are, how these ugly ass clothes hide the most gorgeous curves from me, and you just want to -fuck- you just want to break our deal and take it away from me. Well I say no way in hell to that."

With a violent buck of his hips into your mouth he shoves your face down to be flush with his hips. He releases cum down your throat with a loud grown giving you no choice but to swallow it. He finally lets you off of his dick after he rides out his orgasm.

Lowering his face down to eye level with your choking and heaving figure he patronizingly pats your cheek "Such a good girl. Be sure to come by my apartment tonight. " he stands up walking to the exit "and if you choose not to what do you think about getting fucked at the bar?"

You glare at his retreating figure angrily but the message was given to you. You felt humiliated sitting there in defeat.

You were punished later that night sent home without a proper orgasm but covered in his cum. You truly felt like a fucktoy. You wanted to cry from embarrassment and you truly began to feel a disdain for Toji.

Learning your lesson you never said no to him again. Either excitedly hopping up his steps or reluctantly trudging your feet to his apartment.

Which is how you find yourself in front of his apartment right now. Thermos in hand and a deep frown on your face. You just want to sleep you don't care about getting an orgasm or the stupid deal that he's so strung up on that would probably make him kill you.

Knocking on his door your head throbs at the harsh sound of your knuckles against the wood. A few seconds later you hear his heavy footsteps approaching the door.

"Wow you look like shit" he says looking your figure up and down.

You squint your eyes and tilt your head at him "I wonder why" you say. You shove your way past him and into his kitchen sitting on one of his barstools. "Do you have any weed or medicine if you're lame? My head is killing me"

"Um, yeah. I do" he rushes to his bathroom and grabs some medicine handing it to you.

"So you're lame. Makes sense"

He genuinely feels awkward now. Not knowing what to do. When he would currently be feeling you up and placing kisses along your body right now is replaced by him trying to being as far away as possible from you.

Looking at your current state he feels a heavy weight in his chest. Something completely unfamiliar to him. He doesn't know how to describe it but it's pulling at his heart and making his stomach churn. He feels bad for you. He knows the deal is selfish and that he acts like a complete bastard when he doesn't get his way, but that's because that's how his life has always operated. The world has always been putty in his hands, molding it into doing what he wants in the way he wants, and if shit goes awry he can just leave it behind. However looking at you, staring into empty space while mindlessly sipping at your tea, he can't help but feel bad for you. Right now, he actually cares about how you feel, which is a weird feeling for him to say the least . He feels guilty and instead of abandoning you like he does his other problems, he feels inclined to help you.

"So Toji, what's on the schedule for today? A little fellatio or are you finally going to let me peg you?" you say breaking the silence.

"Actually no. I think we need to talk."

You look at him with confusion sewn onto your features.

"Let's go to my couch. I don't know how you're going to take it"

"If it's about wanting to end the deal I'm all for it, have no hesitancy in telling me. You're hot but nobody is make me want to jump off a bridge type hot you feel?" You say walking to his couch.

As he follows you to the couch he comes to a sudden realization. He knows why he wants to help you. Why he wants to care for you. He likes you. As in like-like. A romantic like. To him the relationship between you two has been more than sex. He likes going back and forth with you. Feeling your weight on his body. Having you to hold on the nights you didn't feel like going home. He made up that deal that night because he knew he wanted you but was too much of a pussy to even ask you on a date first, so he just used his dick.

"No Y/N it's not that, I just...I do want to end the deal but, I want something more after we end the deal." He feels his stomach churn as you look at him processing his words it's like you're staring a hole through him.

"Okay. So as in something more. What do you mean by that?"

"I want to be with you Y/N. I really do. Not just intimately but romantically. I like you." He feels small underneath your gaze trying to reciprocate the eye contact as he awaits your response but wanting to crawl into a hole. He hates this feeling. It's silent for a moment.

"If you don't want to be with me after what's happened between me and you with the way I've made you feel, I understand. I just feel something for you and I can't deny it. Would you like to go on a date with me? I want to treat you like the princess I truly see you as. You deserve to be treated so much better than how I treat you and I want another chance. Can I have one more try? To be a boyfriend you deserve?"

You stare at him blankly, heart churning at the words he just said, taking a while to process them. The way he has treated you was all because he liked you. A grin finds its way on your face.

"So Toji, this whole deal was because you liked me and didn't want to ask me out?" you bite your lip trying to suppress your laugh "The big bad Toji was scared to ask me out?"

How could you figure him out like that?

"Y/n stop...." he's now pouting at your teasing.

"Okay okay I'll stop." You catch your breath "I'm not sure about you being my boyfriend yet, but I'm willing to go on a date with you." you say with a slight smile on your face. You look at Toji and he's grinning at you.

"But you have to promise not to get all possessive and pop up at my workplace for surprise head, cause that did really ruin my mood that day"

"I promise. I'm sorry for crossing your boundaries and disregarding your feelings throughout this whole thing between us. How can I make it up to you?"

"I accept your apology" a smirk spreads across your face "but I do believe you on your knees could help you make it up to me. Just a little bit though." you pinch your fingers together.

Toji tries to ignore the blood rushing to his crotch. Being between your legs seems more like a present than a punishment to him but he's not complaining.

"What are you waiting for? Go ahead. Get on your knees." you nudge Toji onto the floor with your leg and position him in front of your legs. "I say i've worked hard enough today, so I'll just leave the rest to you" you sit back and get comfortable on his couch propping your legs open, so you are all that Toji is able to focus on.

He tugs on your bottoms and pulls them down revealing your crotch covered by a pair of lilac panties. He places a kiss on top of the fabric where your clit would be, running his fingers over your thighs setting your calves on his shoulders.

Kissing down your pussy he starts to make his way to your thighs biting and nibbling at the flesh. He sucks on the skin there trying to savour as much of you as he can. He looks up at you making eye contact as he pulls your panties to the side with his fingers and licks your clit before sucking at it, moving his tounge in circles on it. Reluctantly releasing it out of his mouth he covers you back up before lightly tapping your covered and wet pussy with his fingers.

"I would love to give you head on the couch but I say my bed is way better" your body feels hot as you just nod at his words afraid that if you were to say anything it would be a sad croak of what's supposed to be words.

He grabs you gently by the wrist and leads you to his room, propping pillows up on his bed so you can lean back comfortably. Hovering over you, he places soft kisses on your lips as his hand travels down on top of your cunt; gently rubbing ghost like circles on your clit. You gasp in his mouth and pull him closer; rapping your arms around his neck. Now he's fully crouching on top of you with his legs on either side of your body caging you in as you both place kisses on each others lips. He's still lightly rubbing at your clit but begins moving his bulge down to grind against you. You both release gasps into each others mouths.

You then roll over so you're on top of Toji. Palming him through his pants as you bite at his neck. "You're so pretty Toji. It just sucks you're such an impatient asshat you know?" You begin grinding your hips down on him, moving back and forth on the hard bulge in his pants.

"Cause here you are supposed to be eating me out, but noo horny little Toji just has to get his way, right?" You bounce on him making your boobs bounce a little and all Toji can do is watch in awe.

"But I think I've had enough of Toji getting his way. Don't you think?" You put your hand under his chin moving his head up and down, all while still moving your hips against his bulge. "So I think I should be selfish for a little bit and get my way" you crawl over him now positioning your wet panties over his face.

"Look what you did to me baby. Don't you think I deserve some relief?" it stays silent for a bit, but you hop off his face and squeeze his cheeks together. "I asked you a question. If you can't use that mouth to answer me I can always just fuck your face. Right?"

"Yes y/n, you deserve all the relief in the world. Can I please have you on my tounge? Please?"

You tug off your panties "Well since you asked so nicely...of course" you shove your panties in his mouth placing the wet patch right against his tounge.

You begin unbuckling his pants, pulling them and his underwear down his muscular legs, releasing his hard dick. He looks like he's about to bust at the seams. Tip all purple and the shaft housing veins that push through his skin. You lightly touch his pink tip making him groan through your panties. He's deathly sensitive.

You spit on your hand and begin moving it up and down his shaft, slightly squeezing it while twisting your wrist. You lightly place his tip in your mouth swirling your tounge around it while hallowing your cheeks, still moving your hand around his length.

Looking up you see him looking down at you with a piercing gaze, watching your every movement sending chills down your spine and straight to your awaiting pussy. You begin to move your mouth lower, wrapping your lips snugly around him. Once you have him all in your mouth you look up at him with teary eyes, and begin to move your head up and down, sticking your tounge out so you lick at his balls.

He still has your panties in his mouth biting down, lightly gripping at the sheets looking down at you through his eyes that have now gone foggy from arousal.

You continue bobbing your head up and down using your hands to rub at what isn't in your mouth, when you hear Toji's grunts through your panties bucking his hips up wanting to feel more of the warmth of your mouth around him. You pull away to his dissapointment but continue to move your hand up and down his shaft. "Fuck, you're gonna cum Toji? I want you to. All over my hand."

Even with your spit covering the lower half of your chin and dried tears on your cheeks, he still can't help but find you extremely beautiful looking and the dirty words that leave your mouth send him over the edge. With a few more thrusts of his hips he's cumming all over your hand, enhancing the beauty of your skin with his cum. His grunts are like music to your ears.

You bring your hand up to your mouth and lick some of his cum off of it. You then bring your hand down to your bare pussy and wipe his cum all over your folds, covering it in a white mess. You shove two of your fingers into you, moving them in and out.

Toji looks up at you drinking in the way your face scrunches up in pleasure, biting your lips to hold back your moans. You're a damn vixen, and he loves it.

Spitting your panties out of his mouth, he grabs you by your thighs sitting you down on his face making you yelp. Before you can begin yelling at Toji for catching you off guard like that, you're cut off by a loud moan leaving your lips, as he sucks away at your clit. He moves his tongue through your folds, keeping a constant suctioning feeling around your clit. It's absolutely mind numbing as you mindlessly grind your hips against his face as if you could be any closer to him. Pulling your top and bra off you squeeze your nipples and roll the bud in between your fingers, letting out another loud moan at the sensation. "Fuck! Toji. Don't stop"

He moves his tounge in and out of you slurping up the mixture of his cum and your arousal just to spit it back with a lewd ptchew noise. You feel your body go limp as you hunch over and support yourself up only by faith and your forearms. Yet he does not stop with the assault on your clit. He pushes two fingers into you and moves them in and out while swirling your clit in circles with his tounge.

The combination of his tounge, his fingers, the noise coming from in between your legs, and the feeling of your nipple being squeezed makes you cum around him, dampening his chin with your fluids, walls spasming around his fingers as he keeps pumping them in and out.

"Fuck baby! Too much!" he's still licking away at your clit making your body go completely limp from overstimulation, completely smothering him with your pussy.

Flipping you over so you're on your back he looks up at you. You now covering your face with your arm. He grabs smacks it away and pulls your chin so you look at him. Finally releasing you with an obnoxious pop he stands on his knees hovering above you, making a show of taking off his shirt. Your eyes trace the divots and lines of his muscles, leading you down to his raging hard-on, that's waiting impatiently to be buried deep inside you.

"Alright, you've had your fun love. I think it's my turn. Okay?" He grabs your knees and spreads them apart to have you completely exposed to the cool air. "Hold them here, and don't drop them sweetheart" you hook your hands underneath your knees holding them open. Toji looks down at you drinking in your features, loving how vulnerable and exposed you are to him right now. It scratches a weird itch in his brain that he didn't know needed to be scratched. Grabbing a condom from his drawer he goes to put it on but you grab it from his hands -ultimately dropping your legs- ripping it open with your teeth and sliding it on with you hands, fingers grazing against his sensitive tip.

Instantly as if a trigger was pushed he grabs your legs and pushes them against your chest before laying his body weight on top of you to keep them against you. He begins running his dick in between your folds, the tip constantly catching against your clit making you bite your lip harshly to hold back a whimper. He lightly slaps you making you gasp in surprise.

"First you drop your legs after I told you to keep them open and now you're trying to hide those pretty noises away from me? You should have a little bit of shame princess." He aggressively jerks his hips into yours still not giving your pussy what it desperately craved.

"Toji....please" you mewl into his ear.

"As much as I would love to hear you beg. You've been such a good girl today. Working hard doing what you need to do. I respect it and I think you deserve it all "

Now when Toji said all, you thought that meant him gently stroking his dick along your plush walls, hitting all the right spots softly, but you should've known better. This was Toji Motherfucking Fushiguro. When he said all he meant shoving all 8 inches of his dick inside you so your hips are flush against each other making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"FUCK! TOJI! BABY"

"Yeah you're a good girl I know you can take it." He says holding the inside of your knees while forcefully smacking his hips into yours. The sound of his balls against your ass ringing throughout the room.

He gives you no time to adjust, just wanting to feel you close to him. Trying to get deeper. You can feel him deep inside you rearranging your insides.

All you can do is close your eyes hard and take it. But Toji didn't even accept that.

"No baby, you're going to look at me. I wanna see you" he says grabbing your face placing a kiss on your lips. You force your eyes open just to be met with his hungry green ones. It's almost animalistic how he can keep up such an insane pace.

You look down in between you, your body rocking with the force of your thrusts making your vision fuzzy. But through your broken eyesight you see his dick moving in and out of you, a mixture of fluids covering his dick and spreading across your ass.

You smash your lips into his, running your fingers through his damp hair. Your tounge grazes across his bottom lip and he opens his mouth eagerly letting you in. It's a nasty kiss, you suck on his tounge eagerly and he sucks at yours.

The room sounds disgusting. His skin slapping against yours with deep claps and the wet squelching sound of your pussy sucking him in with an eagerness. Your favorite sound however is the sound of Toji's deep grunts and growls in your ear. They make your eyes roll to the back of your head bucking your hips up into his to feel the friction of his patch of hair above his dick rub against your clit.

He sits up releasing you from his clutches, letting your legs down, and in turn grabs your hips to rock into you slowly. Thrusts going deep and slow until he's hitting that one spot that makes you lose your shit.

"Toji, Toji I'm cumming!" you buck your hips up as your legs begin to shake. He continuously hits that one spot in you, still going slow.

He leans down to place kisses on your neck as you begin to see nothing but white as your eyes roll to the back of your head. "Such a good girl. Taking it like I knew you could c'mere" he grabs you by the chin and places open mouthed kisses on your lips as you become undone on his dick. Babbling his name like a broken record.

He glances down in between you two and sees the ring of your cum around him and the way you tightly clench around him, your walls tugging at him to keep him in.

With a deep groan he releases his cum into the condom jerking his hips back and forth to feel you for as long as he can.

Rolling you two over he places you on top of his chest kissing the top of your head and rubbing circles on your back as your body quivers at the orgasm you just experienced.

He could stay like this forever but he wants to hold you properly not while you're full of his dick - he'll save that for another day.

"You did so good for me princess" he says while holding you tight to his body.

You look at him tiredly "Yeah I know I did good. One of these days you're going to let me top you until the very end and you're going to like it too" you pull away from him making both you and him wince. You stretch your body tiredly.

"I planned on doing more like riding you but I'm too damn tired now. You don't mind if I stay over right?" You say while moving to his bathroom and grabbing two towels and wetting them for you and him.

"Of course not. You're mines now." he stands up and wraps you in a hug from behind placing his face in the crook of your neck.

"Toji please, I'm really tired. Let's get clean so we can go to sleep" you whine.

"Fine. I'll let you sleep. You're such a cranky baby" he pouts grabbing the towel and wiping himself down.

"You really don't know how little that hurts coming from you do you?" you mumble while wringing the towel out over the sink.

"What was that? Don't think I won't bend you over this counter right now because I will."

You turn around to come face him. "Aww does the little grumpy baby need a nap? Come on let's go. I'll even tuck you in" you grab his cheeks and tug at them before nudging him out the way with your hip and pulling your shirt on to climb into his bed.

"You know what? I'm sick of you. I take back what I said earlier" he says tugging on a pair of his boxers and climbing in next to you.

"Aww I didn't mean it Toji baby. I'll kiss your boos boos if that makes it better." You say placing a kiss on his chest.

He turns off his lamp and shoves your head off of him. "Get away from me heathen. I thought you were tired? It doesn't feel like it"

"I'm never too tired to tease you love, but in order to shut me up I think you need to place a fat one right here on my lips" he hurriedly places his lips on yours

"If this doesn't work I'm throwing you through that window" he mumbles against your lips.

"It did fuckface" you say back deepening the kiss, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you close to his chest.

You both pull away breathless. "Goodnight Toji"

"Goodnight princess" he says grinning against the top of your head as you both doze off into places where no man is allowed to go.

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I hated this.

How the hell do you end shit like this properly.

I bet my kindergarten English teacher is so proud of me putting the skills she taught me to good use🤧🤞🏼

#toji x black reader #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x black reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro smut #toji smut #toji practicing safe sex so we get no more megumis #period #toji x you #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x black reader #jjk smut #jjk toji

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celestialulu · 6 months

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Songs I'd give to Lucy if she was a Kpop soloist and why:

title is self explanatory and some of these might just be based on vibes and sound rather than as a whole but I tried to keep it also based on the general dance/performance and lyrically aswell. idk this is just for fun because ive thought about this a bit lol ALSO i tried to keep these as soloist songs but i think a lot of group songs fit her so most of them are just group songs lol

ALSO a lot of these are nalu based but thats unavoidable because theyre very intertwined lmao

also also this ended being a longer post than i expected and i dont think anyones gonna read everything but yeah

Herione by Sunmi

I mean first of all the title is LITERALLY called Heroine like... come on. This song for me is very nalu core like whenever i hear this song the lyrics scream nalu from a Lucy POV, for me anyway. Mostly the lyrics about a hero, lucy herself has agreed that natsu is kinda like her hero in the RAVE x FT crossover little comic if you didn't know. I would said the sound kinda fits lucy its not too brooding but not too crazy and hyper and its a good middle ground that I think would suit her :)

POP! by Nayeon

Okay so I was deciding between killin' me good and pop for this list because I think they both fit her in diff ways but I think pop is better for her because its whimsical and silly and happy with a bit of cunty and that's very lucy for me <3 but in general I think both songs would work for her but anyway yes pop is very silly and fun and cute and i think thats very fitting for lucy and she would rock the pop m/v outfits

Queen of Hearts by TWICE

Okay this one is both based lyrically and vibe vise. I think it sounds like something lucy would perform its a powerful song but not too over the top and a good middle ground that would suit lucy. anyways the lyrics from the first chorus:

its VERY fitting for lucy leaving her old life behind and starting new and becoming bigger and better yes yes yes and the lyrics about being a queen yes she is a queen and she will rule the world!!!

BONVOYAGE by Dreamcatcher

i loveee this song and honestly a lot of dreamcatcher songs I imagine nalu scenarios in my head to them because theyre songs are sooo catchy and fast paced I can imagine the craziest things,, anyway the reason I chose this song was mostly the lyrics i mean things like

i cant explain it but this is definitely them theyre soulmates and the "maybe you dont but i love you" definitely suits lucy i specifically thought of the line in 100yq of her thinking natsu doesnt like her in that way but you know she loves him anyway and they'll be together forever in his words etc etc

again i cant really explain how this is them but if i had to i would say the way theyre really close and best friends and yet have fallen in love with eachother but are hurting eachother going in circles with their relationship and not confronting their fears about losing each other either quite literally or their relationship and it's gonna build up until it explodes lol

okay last part these lyrics really remind me of the ending in dragon cry when lucy tells natsu that even with the different conflicting parts of him she knows him and she knows that even with all of that hes still just natsu and its what he needed to hear and she just knew that so :)

and also other than the lyrics I think the song can be very lucy sounding,, to me anyways :D

enchanted night ~ 白夜 by Billlie

Okay after the essay on the last one I wanted to do a song that has a more simple explanation,, so Billlie have amazing songs theyre one of my favourite kpop groups and if you haven't listened to their songs they bang so hard please listen <3 anyways the lyrics are all based around of course an enchanted night with lines like "The moon is freaky, the stars are dreamy" etc etc which of course suits lucy due to the stars and such but also the moon part made me think of the galuna island arc and of course the whole eclipse gate and such so yeah! (also the song sounds soft and pretty like lucy.. (: )

Playing with Fire by Blackpink

another song based off of lyrics being very nalu i mean... playing with fire as a title is very nalu,, but also the lyrics are about going too far in love and getting hurt getting burnt etc etc which like you know that one scene in 100yq and like the whole slow burn thing they have,, its very fitting to me imo and also the sound suits lucy its again middle ground powerful but not too overwhelming to the point where its too powerful that it wouldnt suit lucy (not saying she isnt powerful she has her moments which is why i think a middle ground is good)

Queencard - G-IDLE

this might be a hit or miss for some people,, but hear me outtttt... I wanted to add a song thats very high confidence and powerful but a lot of songs in mind were too dark and serious but and I feel like this fits the most,, its feminine and fun with confidence and cunt slayage and its silly and fun and its so lucy to me its so so so lucy too me. I need to draw lucy in a queencard stage outfit like yesterday thank yew also i know a lot of people thought the lyrics were cringe and this that blah blah blah but i think adds to the fun and it kinda fits lucy sometimes shes a little silly and girlfail and thats okay we love her for it

(I will leave it there for now but theres defo more songs out there for this but I dont want to make this toooo long and obv i included these songs a lot because I like them and some other people may not like the songs or agree that they suit lucy but its how I view them and its just for fun :)

#this is curated to a specific audience i hope it finds its way there #fairy tail #lucy heartfilia #fairy tail lucy

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suns-blood · 14 days

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First impressions ratings of the new (and old) songs

Overcompensate- Still a really fucking good song. out of the singles it is by far my favourite

Next Semester- not really my usual taste, however this slaps extremely well. it is THE song made for live shows.

Backslide- aaaughh.. 10/10. a close, and like a REALLY close second

Midwest Indigo- i LOVE the instrumental, however the vocals sounded weird to me at first. i'm sure i'll get used to this though, i just can't comprehened new music at the moment. i have absolutely no idea what this song is about.

Routines in the night- the chorus sounds REALLY fucking cool. obsessed with the instrumentals as always- also it sounds very top? idk how to explain it but some parts of this song are very much twenty one pilots. like yes, tyler joseph and josh dun ARE definitely the authors of these songs. also the piano at the end. FUCK

Vignette- WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT. THE FUCK. HWUH??? okay first of all does not sound as top as ritn does. however- this goes so well???? what the fuck did they put in this song? heroin??? the weird ass synth riff?? i want this song tattooed on my brain

The craving- immediately not a fan of the whispering but that's my misophonia speaking not me. it sounds. different. than the single version, but maybe it's not? was the single also acoustic? nevertheless whenever they make an acoustic song a part of me dies /pos

Lavish- WHAT THE FUCK 2.0. HOW CAN THERE BE SO MANY TOP 1 SONGS IN A SINGLE ALBUM. THIS HAS NO RIGHT TO GO SO HARD. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, MR TWENTY ONE PILOTS. this will absolutely get stuck in my head and i am not opposed to that. the vibes are so weird in this one. insane. also how can a mood be androgynous

Navigating- not to sound like a broken record but wHAT thE fuCK. this might be like the ONE song i ACTUALLY relate to on a level DEEPER than the mariana trench. can't wait to lose my shit over this while it's blasting on max volume. aslo who let tyler sing that well? who is responsible for that? WAIT HOLD ON THAT WAS THE SONG THEY WERE PLAYING AT THE START OF THE NEXT SEMESTER MV

Snap back- okay now i'm DEF a broken record bc WTF but also how can they keep outdoing themselves on a single album? i'm def just high on emotions rn but it usually takes a few listens to get me THIS on board. like holy shit the range this man has i am going to throw up. THE MELODIES. THE BUILDUP.

Oldies station- the song is good, don't get me wrong, however right now not LOVING this as much as i am for example vignette or lavish. wait hold on the weird distortion and instrumentals during the bridge are kinda fire tho. hold on this might just win me over. and at the end also. but OH how i wish they would've used samples from rab songs (or maybe they did and i didn't notice)

At the risk of feeling dumb- this sounds. weird. just weird. or like. unique. or unusual. BIG FAN tho. like this is incredibly catchy and OH MY GOD THE BRIDGE AND VERSE 2. I AM GOING INSANE, okay yeah this is quickly climbing the leaderboard

Paladin strait- okay okay okay so this is. this is gonna be it. nothing can prepare me for this. oh my GOD THE HARMONIES IMMEDIATELY HAVE TAKEN ME OUT I FAILED: I PERISHED. also can you guess which part of the song is my favourite. yes it's the bridge, of course it's the bridge.

the ending. okay yeah what the fuck.

final thoughts: no screaming, no sad piano song, the ending was not the hds intro, 0/10

#fun fact: vignette is the second time the word zombie has appeared in a top song #also the last part is only half joking. like i absoulutely love the new album HOWEVER these are the things that i wished were on here that-#-weren't #twenty øne piløts #twenty one pilots #tøp #tøp7 #tøp clique #the skeleton clique #clancy #clancy album #clancy review #tøp review

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buckevantommy · 5 months

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oh wow. so the christmas special was a lot of fun! my main thoughts..

Ruby feels like a mashup of rose and clara with a dash of amy— idk if that was intentional, and it’s not necessarily a bad thing bc i think anyone who likes Ruby and hasn’t seen previous series can go back and watch those previous companions for the first time and find familiarity in them— but i really didn't like clara’s personality (or the actor), and i think ruby comes across as more of an algorithm designed character than a person which isn’t great in this war against ai. i like her backstory, her family and friends and being a muso are all great, but i need a few more eps to guage how i feel about her bc i don't love who they cast and she's trying too hard and the chemistry with ncuti just isn't there (maybe they'll become mates irl and that rapport will soon filter into their dynamic)—but it's early days, so we'll see how i feel about her and them by the end of the first season.

i love Ncuti! it's very early days so i'm curious to see how his vibe develops and how his dynamic settles with Ruby. he reminds me so much of eric from Sex Education—not a bad thing at all! i love that energy and that swagger and that vivacious youth! however: that intro club scene where he's dancing (even though it was fun af) was giving zero Doctor Who vibes (i especially didn't like the song choice, personal preference) but that might just be normal? how it usually goes with every new doctor this millenium? they all feel so different from the previous doctor's era vibes, which makes sense bc they're meant to be carving their own style etc. and keeping with the times..

ncuti is the youngest doctor yet, his companion is the youngest since the vintage days, and various character details from both of them point towards this series being geared at GenZ and GenA, trying to bring the joy and wonder to younger viewers— and i love that! it feels fresh! it’s modern! but as someone in their early 30s who can no longer bear watching teen dramedies (even if they are the best chance of seeing queer rep) bc the writing can be terrible but moreover i've just aged out of relating to people in their teens (especially GenZ/A) i just hope the writing of DW doesn't take on that same teen mindset so much that it puts off older viewers. i also worry he’s not believable as a doctor on earth bc he looks so young, but *handwavey*.

singing goblins? fun. singing doctor? well, it's ncuti so it was awesome. but knowing ruby is in a band, and this doctor can sing.. look, i just don't want to see more random musical numbers pop up in future eps— but i'm not a fan of musical eps in anything, so again, personal preference. it's a very american thing to do, inserting musical numbers into non-musical shows, so maybe it'll pull more american viewers?

the goblins look cool and the cgi works without looking fake and they use prosthetics for the goblin king which works well. it’s monstery fun doctor who! magic as science! language of ropes! conicidence! i think we’ll see a lot more fantasy over scifi this series, as was started with the whole salt spilling at the edge of the universe, and as a lover of supernatural and scifi i’m excited for the melding of the two! there’s a lot of fun and mystery to be found in that genre mashup. but one baby for all those goblins? or just the king? i have notes.

Fifteen being a foundling like Ruby hints at the arc of the series? will we find out who the doctor's parents are? was he created in a stardust labratory? is he really a human being from 20th/21st century earth? (would explain his returning to that era so often his whole life and seeking companions from then and there) IS RUBY THE DOCTOR? i love this setup, this mystery, and the theory that the one who left Ruby is Thirteen.

the best christmas song choices imho. the music and set design was festive and warm and such a treat, although i wish more scenes were set at night so we could get more christmas lights and lighting magic - the apartment and the church lighting were so beautiful and vibrant! the daytime setting just didn’t pop, it was bland.

shoutout to the crack in Ruby’s apartment swallowing her up in time— who else screamed Amelia Pond! the crack in my wall! and pointed manically at the screen? i feel you.

all in all: fun, smiles, thrills, almost tears. not a lot of feels even when they were prompted, but that might be on me not loving Ruby atm and not the writing lacking anything— i think this series is gonna deliver on the feels front, no question about it.

i think people who enjoyed the 21st century doctors, as well as those who are new to the show, will enjoy this ep and Ncuti’s portrayal (especially those who are fans of Sex Education). very curious to see how existing fans react to Ruby’s casting and characterisation and whether i’m in the minority of not liking her. but this was a fun little adventure! i’m looking forward to the series bc ncuti is a powerhouse and with RTD back at the helm and fantasy-scifi angle, i think we're in for some good storytelling.

ruby's actor is my main hangup, but we'll see. we shall see..

#doctor who #ncuti gatwa #spoilers #watchnotes

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thee-great-enigma · 1 month

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Saw your post about wanting a random fic title to see what you'd write for it.

What about something like 'Beyond the Night'?

It's kinda vague but opens the door for different interpretations? Anyways love your writing!!

I get hurt and comfort vibes from this. Like it seems so tranquil and it makes me think of cuddling so I was thinking something with like making a mistake and getting comfort for it from either a friend or SO

Or I got kind of like combat vibes??? Idk. Kind of like @thegnomelord 's Hell has a basement floor fic. I feel like it really fits that fic honestly. It just gives me like...someone who went against everything, someone who fights against all odds and doesn't fit in anywhere except for a bunch of other weirdos, people who are just as traumatized or fucked up, people who are just as weird. It's hard to explain because as soon as I think of something, I can't type it down fast enough before I completely forget it

I might write like an actual fic for this, but basically what I'd write would be something like a person(reader) going against all odds and finally finding people he can relax with

Also, thanks sm for the compliment, pup! It really means a lot to hear someone say they like my writing, especially since you're the first person to ever give me a request, so really thank you from the bottom of mi corazon

#enigmas-•★•- thoughts #enigmas •★• idiot babbles #enigmas •★• askbox #enigmas •★• puppy pals!

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what are you like as a person? you seem quite outgoing

i’m definitely not outgoing! when you first meet me, it depends completely on the person but if you don’t give me welcoming/friendly vibes or if you’re just overall intimidating then i can definitely come across as quiet and shy!! i won’t talk at all, i’ll just kinda be there like 👻. my boyfriend is very… social, he knows a lot of people and always is introducing me to them and most of them intimidate me so i really just really don’t talk or make any effort to be outgoing around them at first and they’re probably thinking “his girlfriend is kinda weird she doesn’t talk?? why is she just standing there??” my bf doesn’t even question it or ask if i’m upset because he knows my social battery is limited 😭 at first all his best friends thought i was a weirdo because i just kinda stuck around him (who i was most comfortable with at the time) but now i’ve obviously warmed up to them and they see me as a pain in the ass cus i don’t stop talking 😭

now my real personality… the personality i’m not scared to show my friends and people i trust. i can be very chatty, i will always find something to talk/comment about. i love a lot, if you’re someone who i love and trust then i will shower you in so much fucking love. i just want you to feel safe and like you’re cared about if you’re around me. i don’t ever want anyone feeling neglected. i love too much sometimes. i’m quite life smart like i catch onto things quickly, I’m observant, as well as academic smart too. but my emotions… just like i love a lot, i feel upset and sad a lot too. i’ve gotten better at hiding it but :( things hit me hard. i’m very sensitive and i cry a lot. i always feel other peoples pain too like whenever my boyfriend cry’s i try to be comforting and stay strong for him but like wdym the love of my life is sobbing in my arms :( sometimes i cry with him and then it turns into him wiping my tears and kissing me and going “it’s okay baby” and i’m like 🤬🤬🤬(at myself mostly) I JUST CANT FUCKING CONTROL IT

who i am when you first meet me vs who i am when you get to know me is very different. i’m like a complete different person. oh also my friends say i’m stubborn and very fixed in my beliefs so if there’s that?? it takes a lot to change my mind

oh and i’m really fucking girly and quite slutty like my dress sense… yeah, especially on night outs and date nights. i’m very sex outgoing like idk how to explain it but having really outgoing and constant and intense sex with my boyfriend has definitely had an impact on my personality i feel like!! i’ve felt it!! makes me more loving i feel like. and yeah i love my romance books and my novels and uhmmm i love getting high especially with my boyfriend even though he doesn’t get high cus of his sports, and he’s always the driver and he’ll just take care of me when i’m wasted so yeah. but we shotgun together so 😩 he’ll scold me though for getting high he puts me on bans like he really yells at me. turns me on so much i make him yell at me like that when we’re fucking

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🐯🏔️✨🗣️💚

ahh thanks for the ask! ok long post incoming-

🐯For the most part, I already see myself as my 'types, at least mentally/spiritually? I guess I kind of just identify with the idea of being all these things (guardian angel, elf, rabbit, etc.) but in a human body, but also kind of..not human? It's difficult to explain, lol. I definitely do find myself wishing I was physically closer to what I was/am, though--I especially miss my wings, mainly because it'd be incredible to fly again, but I also find myself missing the elf ears! After all, if it wasn't for those things, I really could have been mistaken for a human most of the time, besides being a couple different animals before. (Don't even get me started on the previous human lives I recall, lol.)

🏔️The biggest thing for me has definitely been going out in nature when I can; it makes me feel more like myself and just generally more grounded in the present and in my body. Also the moon and the night, mainly because of the connection I had to Varda as an elf, but I also just really vibe with the moon and stars😅 It also just definitely gets me in an..animal kind of mindset sometimes, because of being a rabbit, deer, + coyote (also potentially fox? But i think maybe that's its own kind of thing)

✨Hmm that's tough. I guess sometimes being referred to as my types or by old names I've had makes me feel validated, because it feels like..being believed that my experiences are real, if that makes sense; I still deal with a lot of self-doubt sometimes and convincing myself I've made things up, despite being aware of these experiences and feelings for a couple years now.

🗣️Not my family, but some of my friends, not the ones I made in school or anything because I don't even think they're absorbed enough in internet stuff to know what I'd be talking about lmao. Which is a little silly considering it's not like it's some extremely recent phenomenon. But there are certain people I confide in about these things, because they've also talked about their own experiences so I know they won't think I'm crazy or whatever 😅 I was definitely that kind of person when i was younger that thought certain things online were "cringy" and really everybody that sincerely talked about this stuff just wanted to be "special", but with time I started to learn that, no, none of this is a choice. Definitely coincided with my "not like other girls" phase, the internet was not the kindest place to be when I was in middle school or whenever I first heard about otherkin.

💚 I think, for instance, my time as a guardian angel really made me appreciate humans and mortality more? Like the knowledge that I chose to be a human multiple times over so I could better understand them and how to help them in the future--I think that gave me a better appreciation for this life; there's so much I can experience now that I never would've even dreamed of. As much as I struggle with self-worth sometimes, the one thing I like about myself is that I try to be as compassionate as I can, and, idk, I just feel so much? And that life and my time as an elf both just really influenced my spirituality and how I view life in general, and as hard as a lot of that has been, I also wouldn't change it for the world, because it gave me something to hang onto in the really bad times. Plus, this is kinda silly, but sometimes I just?? Really like what I am? Like it just makes me happy sometimes that I'm just this forest creature and all these things, it just makes me who I am! I would never have the friends I do or the sense of community I feel if I'd never learned these things about myself, and I wouldn't trade those friendships and bonds for anything !

#answering an ask!#my post #otherkin #alterhuman #otherkin community #alterhuman community

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slightlymore · 3 years

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remote control

fem reader x kun x doyoung x ten

genre: smut, pwp, some crack because 96 line duh

warnings: 4some and everything regarding that,,, unprotected, cum play, toys, overstimulation, masturbation, fingering, oral, little slaps to the coochie and thighs, grinding, anal ahem let’s go

idk what spirit possesed me while writing this 😳😳 don't take me accountable it was not me I swear ✋✋✋absolutely not for the faint of heart

vibe: they give you some birthday cake :)

words: 3.8k

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Ten groaned after he put a foot in the candle-lit living room.

"Y/N, when you invited me for dinner I didn't expect to see the faces of those two idiots as well."

Doyoung, kneeling on the soft carpet in front of the tv, rolled his eyes while Kun furrowed his eyebrows offended.

You patted Ten's shoulder with a giggle.

"It's a festive dinner, the more, the merrier."

"I hate to say that Ten's right, because he's never right, but I also thought this was a romantic duo escape," Doyoung finished arranging his presents in the dedicated spot as if it were Christmas and sighed.

"Well,” Ten took a chip from the bowl in front of Doyoung, “I see that we share one brain cell. Is that the good shirt Kun? The one that shows off the pecs?" Ten teased the older who scoffed.

"Do you know how cold it is?" he eyed Ten's exposed chest as he had three open buttons.

Doyoung snorted.

You bit your lower lip to not giggle again then clapped your hands once as to get their attention.

"No fighting for one night. Please? The food will be here soon."

"Wait, you didn't cook?" Ten placed his gifts on the coffee table.

You shook your head and he chuckled, high fiving you.

"What are we doing in the meantime? Movie?" Kun sat on the couch, staring at the way Ten didn't let your hand go for a few more moments. "Come sit here," he continued, patting the spot near him, "you said you were very tired."

You sighed and fell on the couch, the sudden movement making Kun wobble so he grabbed your thigh to sustain himself. He considered it a very comfortable armrest since he didn't show any desire to take his hand away.

"We can open the gifts," Ten sat on the ground in front of you with a wiggle of the eyebrows.

Doyoung whined dramatically. "But it took me so much time to arrange them aesthetically."

"No one cares about yours. Y/N, open mine," the younger smiled excited, his smirk making you chuckle once and you accepted the gift he was extending you.

"What's this?"

Doyoung brought his gifts along and sat on the other side of the couch, his shoulder rubbing on you when he tried to find a more comfortable position.

"Open it and you'll see," Ten murmured.

The box under the wrapping paper was foreign to you so you shook it a few times. Kun frowned trying to read better and Doyoung gasped after a few moments of blinking.

"Ten? Is this a vibrator?" you finally asked when your hand wrapped the pink toy.

Ten laughed at your reaction and took the object from your hands.

"Happy birthday. It's a remote vibrator," he explained happily. "You can control it with your phone. Remember when you told me about how it's hard for you to change speed on your vibrator in certain positions? Since it's hard to reach?"

Kun and Doyoung shifted on their seats at his words and you felt your face burn. "Ten! That was confidential," you grabbed the toy back and shoved it into its box.

"Make sure to try it. If you need help to understand how it works I can help you," he winked and you couldn't help but giggle a little.

"Well, now you have to check mine," Doyoung disrupted the moment by shoving his box in your arms instead.

Ten leaned back on his hands with a grin, so sure of his gift being the best one that he choked on air at the sight of the white delicate material in your hands.

"Oh, Doyoung! It's beautiful!" you touched the lingerie with your fingertips before lifting it, looking at the way the light could easily pass through it. "I hope it fits."

"It will," Doyoung was proudly smiling at you, probably patting himself on the shoulder in his head.

"Doyoung keeps staring at your ass so he probably knows your size but I won't believe it will fit until I see you in that myself," Ten passed his tongue on his lip and you rolled your eyes positively amused.

"Ten, stop being horny challenge," Kun murmured.

"I can let you see her in my gift if you let me also teach her how to use the toy," Doyoung offered a deal.

"Uhm? Guys? I'm right here?"

Ten and Doyoung ignored you, deep into their stares battles until Ten smiled slyly as if they silently came to a compromise by themselves.

"Y/N? What do you seriously think about that?" he locked eyes with you, the heaviess of that suggestion making a lump form inside your throat.

"Model that for us?" Doyoung whispered on your side. "We just want to make sure it fits," he raised his palms, no sly intentions - he meant.

Passing the occasion to fuck your hottest friends on your birthday? You were all heated up at the thought and you did want to hide away, but their hungry eyes gave you courage.

So you shrugged, faking nonchalance. "Okay."

The guys let out surprised sounds and Kun's hands on his gifts tightened, making the packet crinkle.

Doyoung sat up from the couch and Ten followed suit as if needing to move. The sudden change of air made your hair swoosh and you chuckled before noticing Kun's gift.

"Oh, right," you tried to take it but Kun was quick to pull it away.

"It's not for me?" you blinked at him a few times.

"Uhm," Kun sucked the air through his teeth.

"Oh? Kunnie is embarrassed that his gift is very PG? Did you buy socks?" Ten teased him, the hot pink toy already in his hands making his image even wilder.

"Come on, Kun," you smiled. "Whatever it is, it's alright. I'll love it," you assured him, stretching one hand again and you both laughed as he kept it out of your reach. "Kun!" you grunted, almost climbing in his lap.

The man slid away from you on the couch, your body hovering over his when he didn't have any more space to run away to, until you straddled his waist and made your way upwards, grabbing at his extended arms and pulling down.

A little triumphal squeal left your lips when you reached the box and you quickly opened it. Kun let out a defeated sigh, his free hands now resting on your thighs draped on both sides of his torso.

So concentrated on the gift, you didn't even notice the lack of teasing from the other two when Kun whispered.

"You can use it as a blindfold."

The silk scarf in your hands felt like water on your skin.

"What?" you finally realized what Kun said.

"Like this," he sat up and your body slid down to his thighs in the movement. He took the scarf and gently placed it on your eyes.

It felt so soft on your eyelids that you sighed pleased.

You chuckled slightly embarrassed from the sudden silence but it was quick to get disrupted when you felt your lips kissed gently by Kun.

"It heightens your other senses," he whispered like a demonstration.

The other two groaned loudly, bickering about how you needed to change into the lingerie first before doing anything else. But your mind was too concentrated on how Kun's body felt under yours and on his hands palming your lower back and going to cup your ass to actually hear anything at all.

You pushed into the kiss, even more, diving your hands into Kun's hair, the blindfold making the sensation even more acute indeed.

"Kun, don't be greedy," you heard Doyoung talk and Kun let your tongue go. You really liked it and desperately wanted to keep your mouth occupied, so when Kun turned you around with your back to touch his chest, you hummed pleased to feel someone's lips on yours again. A different taste and a different technique and you wondered if it was Doyoung, his teeth on your lower lip making you whine.

"I knew you were a biter," you murmured and his breath, hitting your face as he chucked so close to you, caressed your skin so deliciously that you wanted to feel it everywhere. And thank goodness that Kun was there because he gave you just that, his tongue licking your neck in little circles before he started to suck on it. You whimpered and felt Doyoung pull your jaw, even more, catching all of your sounds with his mouth again.

"I washed it-" you heard Ten enter the living room again and you wondered when he left in the first place. "Oh shit, yall already like this?" he commented and you dropped your hand from Doyoung's stomach to his crotch and felt his hard rock cock under the pants. He bit your lower lip again at the sensation and you whined, mirroring his heavy breaths. Then you whined again, this time alone when Kun's hands were quick to pull your sweater off your frame. He adjusted your blindfold again before palming your arms at the sudden goosebumps formed on your skin.

In a second your lips got occupied again and this time you tasted Ten's chapstick instead of Doyoung's mints, the latter probably occupied with fumbling with your pants. Your bra got opened by Kun's hands at the same moment your bottoms got dragged away from your legs. Your knees buckled under Doyoung's cold touch and he whistled silently when you opened them up to drape over Kun's legs. The latter's fingers were gently cupping your soft breasts and you had to break off the kiss to pant. Ten didn't complain and promptly dropped to your chest instead, letting his tongue draw wet stripes around your nipples then flicking your swollen buds with such vigour to make you squirm in Kun’s arms.

“You’re so fucking wet,” you heard Doyoung’s voice somewhere on your left, probably enjoying the view. “You like to have three guys all over you, don’t you?”

Your mind started to buzz when Kun’s hands dropped to your stomach, your breasts occupied by Ten’s mouth, and when they grasped at the cotton of your panties you squeezed your thighs together.

Doyoung clicked his tongue and lightly slapped them open again. “Be a good girl and open for Kun.”

“Are you going to take my fingers well, baby?” you heard the latter whisper into your ear. You moaned, letting your head fall backwards on his shoulder and Kun was quick to suck on your exposed neck.

“Yeah,” you breathed out and your hands automatically went to Ten’s hair and pulled when Doyoung hooked his fingers under your panties and dragged them down your legs.

Completely nude in front of them, you could feel Kun’s jeans rubbing on your bare ass skin, his soft sweater making you want to fall deeper into his embrace.

“Fuck, I might just cum right now,” Ten murmured, lightly caressing your legs.

You wondered what he was looking at but then in a moment your lips got parted by Kun's fingers and when he started to gently rub your wetness, everyone swore softly under their breath, and you knew.

You whined and arched your back into his touch, the thought of giving them all a show going to your head. And you got even dizzier when Kun turned your head around to shove his tongue inside your mouth just when you felt someone else's tongue lap at your core.

The wet sounds were sinful and there were so many hands on your body that you squirmed, the heat of them collecting all inside the nub someone was mercilessly flicking. And when he groaned, breathing out on your pussy, you recognized his voice and tried to imagine just how hot Doyoung looked between your legs.

"I want to see you," you murmured breathlessly against Kun's mouth. Ten clicked his tongue amused.

"Don't think so."

"You need to cum first, baby. Is that alright?" Kun asked with a low raspy voice.

His hands kept roaming your breasts and his cock was so hard against your ass that you wanted him to bury it in you already.

A loud wet smack made it difficult for you to talk and Doyoung's soft laugh sent vibrations through your body.

"Yeah. This is how I want you. Fucked so good it's difficult to talk."

Your legs twitched as you felt his fingertips nudge at your entrance and when you felt one slowly pumping you, your own fingers gripped Kun's arms that were keeping up thighs apart.

"If you're like this with just one finger, what's going to happen with all of our cocks?" Ten wickedly whispered near your jaw and you realized he was kneeling on the couch near you.

"Are you going to be a good girl and take Ten in your soft mouth, baby?" Kun's teeth grated at your earlobe and you gasped loudly, feeling Doyoung inserting his second finger, scissoring inside of you so deliciously to make you beg.

"Close, please, so close-," you mumbled then moaned Doyoung's name as he sucked on your hard clit.

Your sounds got all choked up as you felt Ten's fingers tapping at your lower lip. You opened your mouth wide, tongue out waiting for him. Kun's blunt nails dug into your ass at the view and Ten grunted, presumably fisting his cock before slowly pushing past your lips. You relaxed your jaw and lifted your palms to place on his stomach but Kun was quick to grab your wrists and block your movements.

"We want you helpless, baby. No touching. Let Ten have fun with you as he pleases."

His voice was so teasing that your whined, face stuffed with Ten's cock, giving Doyoung even more drive to eat you all out. He knew you were close so he picked up the pace, for a moment the only sounds in the room - your wet pussy and choking sounds. The vibrations of your throat were driving Ten insane as he held your head with one hand and fucked your mouth. Kun's fingers flicking your nipples just added to it and you were completely gone, cumming on Doyoung's hot tongue in seconds, legs shaking and hands gripping the first thing you could find.

"Fuck, you're so good," Ten's voice was becoming a whine as he let you go to breathe and come down your high.

Doyoung's lips were peppering kisses on your thighs as Kun's praises lingered in your ears.

"Now give us another one, babe," Doyoung hovered over you and kissed your lips, letting you have a taste of your arousal.

You dragged the blindfold to your neck and squinted, the view keeping you dizzy.

You turned your head to Ten and opened your mouth again, shifting off Kun's lap. Ten was quick to slide on your tongue, hand grabbing a fistful of your hair to anchor himself. You whined and felt Kun's hands grab your waist, letting him adjust your body on all fours to his liking. And when you heard his belt unbuckling, your whole body twitched again.

"Shit," he let his palm drag between your wet lips, wetting his cock with his fist and pumping himself a few times.

Ten was kind enough to slide out as Kun stretched you out because it felt so good that you gritted your teeth.

"Good girl," Doyoung hummed, hand moving your hair out of your face. "Does that feel good?"

"Yeah," you breathed out. "Want your cock too."

Doyoung inhaled sharply and took his phone out of the back pocket. Ten moaned curses and you looked up right in time to see the hot spurts before closing your eyes. You felt them on your face and you were quick to open your mouth as well.

"Fuck, Y/N," Ten breathed out, collecting some with his fingers and shoving them in your mouth. You licked them thoroughly, jolting as Kun spanked your ass once as if requiring your attention. He didn't need that, because the way his heavy cock felt inside of you was the only thing roaming your head, and when Doyoung finally got close too, you realized what the phone was needed for.

The buzz of the vibrator filled your ears and when he placed it on your nipples first you thought you were going to go insane.

"Hm, our little fuck toy enjoys this quite a lot," Doyoung hummed, letting it slide down your stomach.

"Do our little toy also want all of her pretty holes used?" Kun asked, his spit falling between your asscheeks under his thumb. He caressed you gently before giving it a trial press down.

"Yeah yeah please," you breathed out, wiggling your ass against his stomach when he stopped fucking you.

"Toy or cock princess?" Ten caressed your face with both hands, lips so close that you were dying to kiss him.

"Cock."

"Hm," he smiled wickedly. "Doyoung, you heard the order."

Said man chuckled. "Yes ma'am."

Kun was quick to slide out and you whined at the sudden emptiness. The toy passed from Doyoung's hands to Ten's and for a moment you wondered what they would use that for now.

"Ride me, love," Kun looked breathtaking leaning down on the couch. You turned around and straddled his lap, the build-up of your orgasm already gone and you were desperate to go back there.

You closed your eyes as you sat on his cock again, sliding down slowly until meeting the base with your clit. Kun grabbed your waist and pulled you down on his chest, your nipples starting to rub on his sweater. You loved it but needed his naked body so you slid your palms underneath it to meet his hot skin. He lifted his arms up and threw it to the side, letting your breasts bounce on his face as you rolled your hips.

A sudden movement made you turn your head behind you to where Doyoung placed himself. His palms soothed your spine and got to your face. You accepted his fingers into your mouth as Kun watched with open lips - just the view of his cock disappearing inside of you enough to make him go over the edge. As Doyoung's fingers gently nudged at your asshole, Kun gladly accepted your nipples in his mouth, hands squeezing the base of them.

"Relax, baby. You're doing so well," Doyoung's low voice accompanied his fingering.

"Fuck," you grabbed Kun's hands, the difference between their movements, gently and harsh, making you unable to think. And you almost forgot about Ten right where the buzz of the vibrator got closer to you.

"Ah shit," Doyoung groaned through gritted teeth, his tip slowly going past your entrance. "I've always wanted to fuck your pretty ass."

You inhaled sharply at the sensation, Kun stopping with difficulty to give you time to adjust to Doyoung's girth and when you begged them to move again, they didn't hold back.

It was intoxicating and so dirty that your head was spinning. They fucked you at different speeds on purpose and you were bouncing between their bodies like an actual fuck toy.

"Such a good slut, taking two cocks at the same time," Ten commented, his hand already palming himself again.

Kun let his head fall back and closed his eyes, his trembling hands on your waist telling you he was close.

"Are you going to let Kun cum inside that little pussy of yours?" Doyoung leaned down, grabbing your jaw to tilt your head backwards.

"Yeah, yes, yes," you mumbled nonsense, so close to the edge yourself.

Doyoung's hand slid to your neck and pressed a little, choking your loud moans.

It all got desperate in a matter of moments, Kun's rhythmic thrusts completely gone and Doyoung's quick snaps to keep you on edge, all until Kun groaned and went limp underneath you. His cum filled you all up as he thrust a few more times riding his high.

"Not a single baby girl will remain unsatisfied," Ten announced, breath heavy thanks to the spectacle, the toy in his hands finally making sense when he placed it on your clit. Everyone groaned as you clenched on their cocks, Kun's half-hard one still inside of you.

"Fuck, Ten-," he whimpered.

"What is it, Kun? Can't take some overstimulation?" his friend teasingly retorted.

"Cumming-cumming so close-," you fell on Kun's chest and he wrapped your body with his arms as it swung back and forth at Doyoung's movements.

The latter was also close given his heavy breath and tight grip on your ass.

"Are you going to cum with me, love?" he asked. "Can't do it alone, understood?"

"Shit Doyoung-,"

"Understood?" he slapped your ass harshly and you mewled, nodding fast.

"Keep that in," Ten whispered, adjusting the vibrator to hit the sweetest spot on purpose.

Kun whined against your face, his cock already hard again inside of you but unable to move.

"Three-," Doyoung's voice was rough.

You whined, nails leaving red marks on Kun's shoulders.

"I can't anymore!"

"Two-"

Your legs started to shake uncontrollably as Doyoung's cock railed you just as intensly.

"Cum for me princess," he finally ordered and you almost screamed, the orgasm washing over you so hard that you were afraid you'd blackout. Doyoung came just as hard, his cum filling your other hole to the rim.

Ten gave you a break and took away the wet toy, his eyes blown out and panting lips.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," he whispered.

Kun's cock twitched inside of you and you let him go, sliding down on his body as Doyoung sat back on the couch, eyes trained on the way you were spilling with his seed. You let your legs drap over his thighs, resting on your stomach as you reached Kun's cock, eagerly taking it into your mouth. Your ass in the air on Doyoung's lap was too pretty to be left alone and Ten was quick to hand the other the toy.

"Fuck, you're amazing," Kun grabbed your face, looking at the way you pursed your lips around him.

You were a mess - pleasure tears poking at your eyes, saliva on your chin and cum sliding out of your holes. Doyoung was quick to push it inside again with the vibrator though, loving the way your ass jiggled in his hold under his light spanks. You cried out at the overstimulation then whined helplessly again as Ten spread your legs apart.

"Can you take me as well, love?" he pressed his tip on your raw clit and when you let out a positive moan he slid inside easily with a deep swear. He felt heavenly and his whiny void was by far the sexiest.

Doyoung stood up to give Ten some room to play in and he got close to your stuffed face. You hummed around Kun's cock and your body shook as Ten gently placed the toy between your ass cheeks as he fucked your tight pussy.

You looked up at Doyoung with glossy eyes and letting Kun go for a moment you let your tongue out.

Doyoung smiled wickedly and slid his cock inside your mouth.

#doyoung smut #ten smut #kun smut #nct smut #wayv smut #uhm yeah anyways #ill just disappear #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct pwp #doyoung #ten #kun

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lilacsandwhiskey · 3 years

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I’m currently obsessed with tiktok and tom holland so I’m obsessed with imagines about both. i think it would be cute if you do a tiktok trend with the boys but like the world doesn’t know about reader and Tom so people are shipping her with one of the guys? like from the tiktok? Tom maybe gets jealous or something ? idk i’m rambling haha

Thanks for the request anon :) I hope this was okay!

Heartbreak Anniversary

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: mentions of pandemic and COVID, cussing, maybe suggestive at points???, angst, jealous Tom, uhhh sucky writing and no proofreading so bare w ya girl n kinda longer than I anticipated but here we are :)

Notes: italics = flashback

If someone asked you how you managed to get a life as crazy as your’s, you’d simply reply “just meet Harrison and become best friends.” You almost couldn’t fathom what your life looked like right now - you sat in the kitchen with your two friends, Harry and Tuwaine, who had fallen into the pits of TikTok with you, while Harrison, Sam, and your beloved, Tom, sat in the living room, screeching at the television as they watched a game. All of this, while in the middle of a worldwide pandemic.

You didn’t officially live with the boys, but you might as well have. Your apartment was only minutes away, but with how communal your living situation was, Tom simply talked it over with his brothers and best friends, who didn’t even hesitate to scream yes when he asked if you could stay there. It was “safest,” he explained when he begged you to come stay for a while. So you did.

How did we get here? It all started with a little project, Harrison Osterfield, and him playing cupid.

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“Clumsy, are we?” Harrison managed to balance you as you tripped over your own two feet, walking into the studio. “What makes you think that?” You huffed back, a small laugh escaping your lips. “Just get that vibe.” He replied, shrugging with a smile.

It didn’t take long for you and Harrison to practically become the best of friends. He soon was inviting you out to drinks with his friends, who immediately accepted you. Though you and Harrison’s friendship was strictly platonic, you found him itching to find out about your relationship status. “Should I even wonder, Harri?” “I mean, no. I’m just curious.” “I thought I told you before I’m not interested in a relationship right now.” You said, glaring at him with a smile. “I didn’t ask that, I was just curious. So anyway, are you coming to the pub tonight? I’m dying for you to meet my friend, Tom.” The excitement in his voice was too much to understand, but instead of questioning, you just replied with a yes.

There you were, walking through the doors of the pub at 8pm sharp. Your eyes finally spotted familiar faces who were calling out to you. You followed suit, inching your way to the booth at the back. “Y/N!” They called, urging into hugs. “Hi everyone!” You replied, taking a seat. Tuwaine was already scooting over your favorite drink towards you. “Told you we’d always take care of you! Anyway, we’re celebrating tonight. Tom’s back home!”

Your eyes landed on the curly-haired boy who had a gentle smile playing on his lips. “No need for anything big, I’m just glad to be surrounded by my favorite people.” Tom said. “Nice to meet you finally, Y/N. Glad to finally put a face to the name.” Tom held a hand out, gripping tight to yours as he shook it. Little did you know, Tom was well-aware of what your face looked like. He hadn’t been able to stop scrolling through your social media pages after Harrison had posted a picture of you, him, and Tuwaine on his story during a night out.

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“So who’s this girl you’ve been posting?” Tom said, trying to be as nonchalant as possible during this conversation with his bestfriend. “Y/N, I thought I’d mentioned her to you.” Harrison said through the phone. “I don’t believe you have, are you like…” “No, no, dude, you know I’ve been talking to Grace.” “I know, but I was just worried my best friend had moved on without telling me!” “You know I would. No, she’s just a friend, we met during a project. Grace actually loves her, and so does everyone else - including your brothers. Have they not told you about her?”

Tom tried to think back to his conversations, only briefly hearing mentions of your names when he’d ask what they’d been doing. He couldn’t help but scroll through your pictures, soaking up every aspect of your life, well, only what you displayed. You had a dog, bingo. You seemed to be funny by the way you captioned your pictures, good. You seemed to have fun, love your family, and live a life that perfectly reflected how Harrison had described to him after he had came to the realization that Tom had already began crushing on you just by what he’d started telling him and the way you portrayed yourself.

Tom begged Harrison to be his wingman. Harrison practically scolded him the first few times. “I don’t want you to mess up this friendship.” “She’s not just a fling, Tom.” “Can’t you just be friends first?” Tom would settle for the last comment. “Fine, introduce us.”

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Your conversations with Tom seemed so effortless that night. With too much alcohol in your system, you found yourself completely flustered by how pretty he was with his glazed eyes, rosy cheeks, and the constant giggles escaping his lips.

Though nothing ever happened that night, you found yourself spending more and more time with Tom in the coming weeks. Harrison didn’t mind as his relationship was truly flourishing with Grace. Weeks later, Tom had finally kissed you out of the blue and it changed everything. He was leaving for a few more weeks for filming, and instead of gaining the guts to make it official that night, he waited until he came back. It was the first thing he asked you when you reunited.

But, it wasn’t as simple as that. The logistics, the orchestrating, there was so much planning involved with what felt like should just be simple. Tom had fans, and sometimes they weren’t so nice. Tom wanted to protect you in every way possible. Though it was obvious you’d been hanging with the guys, since some of them had posted you, you had just figured that if you went out in public, you’d all go together and you couldn’t spend too much time just next to Tom. Posts were limited, it was all planned to a T. But you didn’t mind, because Tom made you happy and you knew it was for the best.

For a while, you did long distance. Your relationship had been based off of late night or early morning FaceTime calls, quick calls in between breaks, and short text messages throughout the day. It was hard but worth it. But this last time didn’t last near as long as others.

When word of COVID swept through the news, the world became frantic in all aspects. When everything began going into lockdown, Tom was sent straight back home from filming.

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Laughter erupted between Harry, Tuwaine, and you. Tuwaine had showed you a both a video on TikTok he came across of a girl dancing in the midst of her friends to the song Heartbreak Anniversary. Though her coordination was obviously great, it was the reactions and how aggressive she was doing the dance that made it so funny.

As if on cue, Tom, Harrison, and Sam walked into the kitchen, Harrison mentioning that they couldn’t hear their program over their laughing. That’s when they found themselves gathered around the phone, joining in the laugher.

“I think we should recreate it. I think Y/N should learn the dance and be in the middle. It’ll be too good.” Harry said. “Me?” A nervous laugh escaping your lips. “For sure, we learn dances so fast, you’ll have it down in no time.” Harry was right - over the last few months, you’d formed certain hobbies with each of the boys. You had became just as close with them as Tom was, and one thing you and Harry found yourselves doing often was learning dances in the backyard, most likely disrupting the neighbors from your obnoxious cussing and laughter.

After protesting the dance, the guys had won and you were now practicing the dance. You felt so dumb, you couldn’t help but laugh. You didn’t allow the boys to see it so that when you videod, it would be their fresh reactions. And that’s what it was -

The boys circled around you, ready to endure the dancing. Right before, Tom had pulled you aside and reiterated not focusing that much time on him, though he wanted you to. You agreed, understanding the circumstances considering the world still was unaware of your relationship. To everyone else, you were just some friend that came to hang out every now and then.

So when the music started, you kept that little rule in the back of your mind. You tried to spend enough time with each, trying to make them laugh which definitely worked. You added your own flair to the dance, leaning back towards each of them, causing them to spit out laughter. You still found a moment with Tom, because it’d be too obvious that you were not trying to be obvious if you didn’t (haha).

Afterwards, the guys laughed over your shoulder as they watched their own reactions. “You killed that!” Sam exclaimed.

Hours later, you all sat in the living room, engrossed in your own thing - television, telephone, reading, someone was doing something. That’s when Tuwaine busted out laughing. “Shit, these comments are ruthless!” “Hmm?” You said, not even thinking to go check on the video you’d posted. When you opened up the app, Tom was looking over your shoulder to look for himself.

“Yeah, Harrison and Y/N are def fucking”

“Y/N and Haz 👀👀👀”

“Look at the way Haz looks at her 😍 obvi in love”

The comments continued. You cocked your head, watching back at the video. There was nothing much different between your interactions other than he was laughing the most - but that was just Haz. You shook your head, laughing as everyone but Tom joined it.

“Dang, Y/N, didn’t know we cared so much about each other!” Harrison said, giggling. “Right, just so in love!” You jokingly fell back into the couch, but soon noticed that Tom was barely participating in the jokes. Instead, he was leaning back, barely cracking a smile, even when you tugged his arm. You tried to shake off his reaction, not expecting him to actually be upset.

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“I think I’m going to shower, wanna join?” You pulled out some sweatpants from the drawer that you’d claimed. “Why don’t you go ask Harrison?” You stopped dead in your tracks. “Excuse me?” Tom stayed silent. A nervous laugh escaped your lips, in hopes that his words were only joking but the straight face he was giving, along with no eye contact, made it clear that he was not joking.

“Are you being serious right now?” You asked quietly. You felt yourself beginning to get upset, considering you had never given him a reason to believe that for one, you’d ever cheat, and for two, that you and Harrison had ever had sex. He was well aware of the friendship that you had before Tom came along, and not only was it strictly platonic, but Grace had been in the picture the whole time.

Tom finallt replied with a shrug, which elicited rolling eyes from you. “You’re unbelievable.” You slammed the door to the bedroom, slamming the bathroom door across the hall. It may have been absurd, but in that moment you honestly were shocked. You and Tom had never really argued about something like this before - it just never showed itself as a problem. It wasn’t like you hadn’t been rumored dating each one of the boys before anyway, you didn’t know what was different.

Harrison had obviously heard the slamming of the doors, including the other boys who surrounded him. Sam pushed the television, looking around at the group, who was already exchanging looks. “Nose goes.” Tuwaine said, instantly pinning his finger to his nose, the rest of the boys following. Harrison was the last to reach his nose. “Aw, come on. You know this is probably about me.” Harrison whispered. “Guess you gotta find out.” Harry replied, shrugging.

Harrison slowly made his way to Tom’s room, slowly knocking before opening the door. Tom was laying on the bed on his phone, seeming that he was not phased by the events that seemed to have just occurred. “Tom?” “Hmm?” “What’s going on?” Harrison asked, inching closer to the bed.

Tom laid his phone on his chest with a smirk. “Why don’t you go find out?” “Seriously, Tom? Are we twelve right now?” Harrison huffed back, crossing his arms. When Tom didn’t reply, Harrison felt like tugging his hair out. It wasn’t very often that the two lads argued, but Harrison honestly couldn’t believe that THIS is what the argument was about this time.

Harrison made it clear time and time again before Tom and you had started dating that you two had been platonic from the beginning. Harrison loved you like a sister, but never anything more. Tom was well aware of that - so he didn’t understand why he was lashing out?

“Look, mate. I don’t know why you’re acting like this, but I can guarantee you, that if you keep on, Y/N isn’t going to like it. You have no right to take it out on her. You know she wouldn’t do that to you in a million years, hell, you know I’d never do that to you in a million years. If you want to be mad, be mad at me, though you have no true reason to be. Fans make assumptions all the time. You can’t possibly be upset when you’re the one who continues to vow her as a secret to the world. You orchestrate every plan with her to make sure that it looks like you’re not dating, so yeah, people might get skeptical. I’m sorry that you’re feeling insecure right now, but you have no right to accuse her of anything.” Harrison had no intentions of giving a speech, but he knew that it had to be said. Tom just looked at him, and for the first time, Harrison couldn’t get a read on him.

Harrison made his way out of the room, almost colliding with you as you came out of the bathroom. Harrison gave you a sympathetic smile before going back to the living room. Confused as to what had just happened in Tom’s room, you took a deep breath before opening the door. There was no doubt that you were still upset, but you also were bothered about the fact that this came so suddenly. Or had it? Had he been so skeptical before and you’d just never caught on? How could he not trust you?

As you walked in, Tom laid on his side away from you. You let out a small sigh, placing your dirty clothes in the hamper and walking over to the bed. “Tom?” No answer. “Can we talk?” Though you couldn’t see around him, Tom squeezed his eyes shut at those words. He finally turned over. “Hey.” You said. “Hey.”

You assumed an apology would come after that, but it never did. You tried to be reasonable. “I get it.” “Hm?” “I get it. I’m sorry that you’re feeling like this. I can’t say there haven’t been times I’ve gotten a little jealous or scared or insecure when you’re miles and miles away. But I’m right here. You have nothing to worry about.” “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have acted that way towards you.” “It’s okay, but you have to trust me. We’ve been together over a year now and this conversation has never came up. Why now?”

Tom took a minute to gather his words. He let out a slow shaky breath. “I don’t know how to put it into words. When I’m away, I long to be back home with you. It seems so simple to know that I get to home and you’re here for me. So, now that I’m home for longer than a week, I recognize that you have developed these amazing friendships with people who can be here for you more than me, and sometimes it just feels unreal that I have you - like I don’t deserve you. I just love you so much that the thought of you being with someone else ever hurts me, and I think that’s why the comments got to me so much this time. Y/N, I think I’m ready to tell the world. I’m tired of keeping you a secret. I want to show the world you’re mine, I want to be the one they make those comments about. Ridiculous, huh?” Tom let out a small chuckle and shook his head.

You grabbed his hands, shaking your head. “Babe, if it weren’t for Harrison, we wouldn’t be here. The relationships I’ve grown with everyone is over our shared love of you. We are so grateful that we can be altogether in each other’s presence and enjoy it because we all have a shared love. You’re so important to all of us, and that’s just how it works. I’m ready to tell the world if you are. I’d love nothing more than to finally call you mine publicly… and maybe go on a date outside of our backyard when this pandemic ends.” You say with a grin. He pulls you on top of him, laying a slow kiss on your lips. “You’re so important to me. Let’s show the world how much.”

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Hello!! After seeing what you wrote about xiaoven fics I went to see what things you usually write and omg, your archon Venti headcanons????? I am absolutely in love. So if it isn't annoying, could you talk about xiaoven or Venti or Xiao or whatever ship or character you like? I don't care what you are going to say, I just want to know more about your thoughts ^^

I- is this... bestie, this is essentially a free ramble pass- kerujsgheskdfug. Trust me when I say that in no way is this, and in no way will it ever be annoying in the slightest- i literally- lets just say rambling off thoughts is kind of my specialty, especially when provided a topic to branch off of because otherwise I'm just- really indecisive about it so- iujskdh yeah- 100% definitely down to talk about Venti, Xiao, and/or Xiaoven XD. Also, yes- it may have been awhile since i last posted one(cuz again, indecisive about which direction to take part 5), but the Archon War Era Venti headcanons are still without a doubt my favorite posts I've made. It's just such an interesting topic with such endless potential that so few people actually think about or consider or even realize is there, so i always just get really psyched whenever i see someone interact with them lol.

.... this ended up being a bit of a mess: warning in advance

Anyway! onto the actual content!

- You see the thing about Xiaoven is that there's a lot of different ways that it could end up working out, and just personally my favorite way of portraying Xiaoven in my mind is as an unlabeled relationship because if anyone in genshin would give off that vibe its these two. And a number of other reasons.

- Firstly, I heavily headcanon Venti as being an aroace polyplatonic or perhaps heavily demiromantic. However, regardless of this I just don't think that Venti is really the kind of person to worry about how he should label his feelings, thinking it's silly to try to put them in one box or the other, especially with feelings and emotions being as fluid as they are in general. Plus it fits his whole God of Freedom vibe. I just- dont think he's the biggest fan of labels or social categorization in general.

- And secondly on the hand of Xiao... his defense mechanisms are very much ingrained in his personality. It's probably hard enough for him to not go into fight or flight(the answer is fight) at the slightest affection at first, at the slightest feeling of vulnerability. Even further down the line, with his fierce dedication to Liyue, I cant help but get the vibe that the moment he recognized that he was falling for Venti he would begin avoiding him, not only to avoid distraction from his duty, but to avoid corrupting him or losing him in general like he has with like basically every other person he gets close with(even believing that the cycle had repeated once more when he first heard of Morax's death)... now imagine Venti tryna slap a label on their relationship and tell me Xiao would have a positive reaction.

- The thing with Xiaoven.... honestly, i feel like theres more ways that it can go wrong than it can go right, but if they do manage to make their relationship work out, it's just simply beautiful in all terms of the word.

- Lets talk about killing. - During the Archon War, both were forced to kill a large number of people and gods alike- Venti out of a need to remain alive to protect Mondstadt, it's freedom, and the nameless bard's legacy by extent- and Xiao out of servitude to the god that was once his master

..... actually- break here- ive talked a lot about Venti on this blog but I havent actually spoken about Xiao all that much- so i should probably do that a bit first... do note though that my characterization of Xiao is pretty flexible actually- this is just- the possible characterization of him that i tend to favor as being the most- uh- "realistically complex"

Theres a line I saw this one time in a certain story: "He is a trained weapon. That's what he is, was, and always will be. You cannot change that so stop trying." And i just- think its a really interesting concept- that applies pretty well to Xiao now that i actually think about it. - the concept behind it is this: After spending more than a vast majority of his life killing or otherwise in battle, it's become a part of who he is, a normalcy that after centuries and centuries would be near impossible to get rid of or reverse, and even if it was possible, with his karmic debt constantly eating away at him its unlikely he has enough time left for that to happen. - it sounds like a cruel thing to say about him- but in context it's actually pretty layered and i think about it a lot. It's not as much a "he's a killer lol, that his whole personality" its more of a "The centuries of trauma he experienced have conditioned him into a constantly alert and battle ready mindset while also shaping his dehumanizing inferior-in-worth-but-superior-in-capability view of himself that would have likely been necessary to get through those time, and at this point he's been under that conditioning for long enough that it's essentially ingrained itself in his personality."

- the main idea is- it's a part of who he is, that needs to be accepted as who he is because its not something that he can just up and change. It's not all he is of course but his constant battle mode, as though always waiting to be ambushed or to be granted a new target to eradicate.

a couple character story quotes:

-"His past of service under the evil god had rid Xiao of his innocence and gentleness. All that remained within him was the means to kill and the weight of his sins. The only way he could be of service to mortals was in combat." -"Xiao does not feel any hatred. Having lived for over two thousand years, no single karmic debt constitutes anything more than a fleeting memory. No grudge can last a thousand years; nor is any debt so great that it cannot be paid off in this time. Xiao has spent many long years alone. But his battles have never been in vain." -"where did Xiao have to return to? He was merely leaving the battlefield." -"since Xiao wages a constant war against dark forces powerful enough to devour Liyue in its entirety, any bystanders who witness him in the heat of battle are likely to end up as collateral damage." -"The war he fights can never be won, and will never come to an end." -"Because ultimately, the one with whom Xiao wrestles is himself."

i feel like at some point this very nearly did consume his whole personality, almost turning him into nothing more than a being of slaughter under Morax's control, devoid of any "humanity" at all, consumed and corrupted by his karmic debt like his fellow yakshas before him. - until he experienced a moment of clarity- a song in the wind, the peaceful melody of a dihua flute. - and pulled back from the border of something he wouldnt have been able to return from, there a was a shift in his mind- a concept grown unfamiliar enough with time that it took him a great time to identify what it was; a curiosity. Something that there was no place for on the battlefield, something that by all means should have been completely useless to Xiao, and yet he held onto that curiosity, slowly regaining over time, a sense of who he was and who he could choose to be with each song that the wind chose to carry towards him every once in a blue moon.

and eventually that curiousity turned to longing. Longing "for a day to come when he will wear the mask and dance — not to conquer demons, but to the tune of that flute amid a sea of flowers"

...... uh- heh- if you couldn’t tell already i have a tendency to make my characterizations/analyses of characters more serious that i probably should.

to summarize: Xiao is constantly toeing the line between his ingrained nature and his humanity- almost as though still trying to decide how much of that humanity he deserves to have, how much he is allowed to have, and how much is safe to have.

^looking back after writing this, i think the best way to explain it is that this is the view that i keep in mind/the lense that i tend to most enjoy looking through and refering back to while examining and/or analyzing his character, actions, story, lines, and overall personality.

idk- i kinda got off track but i just think its a really interesting interpretation to think about because it has some really interesting implications ig- it’s not the full extent of how i view him of course, but i kinda got ahead of myself and its long enough as is so ill just elaborate as i go- Lol i actually have in progress playlists for both him and venti and just- vibes- i could ramble about the playlists alone for hours explaining everything... It’s probably a problem- uh- ill keep going now lol.

anyways! stepping off the angst path for a brief break! Brought to you by their lines in the snow: both waiting for it to get thick enough, Venti for the purpose of a snowball fight and Xiao for the purpose of a tasty and nutritious breakfast.

but its actually something of note that Xiao doesnt actually need to eat so anything he does eat is usually out of obligation or enjoyment- so like.... snow.... like i dont blame him, but of all things- an adeptus who refuses to eat basically anything but almond tofu looks at the freezing-cold-floor-water that yeeted itself from above and decided at some point- damn- that seems more edible than basically ever single actually edible thing ever.... im gonna eat it- like- im glad if eating snow makes him happy but- at the same time...

He probably convinces Venti to eat snow too though and Venti wouldnt even resist I mean he’s wind and has probably consumed worse things in his time so- 2 anemo cryptids with glowing tattoos sitting in Dragonspine monching snow in the dead of night is an amusing thought to me.

- kay, now back to more serious-toned thoughts

One of the things about the ship that i really like is the different contradicting parallels between them:

A lot of how i view Xiao’s character is someone formed largely by the things he cant control and who was forced to accept that accepted that and learned to thrive in it as much as he can. Venti on the other hand is surrounded by things he cant control and is ever adapting to control as much as he can while embracing whatever he cant as being part of the unpredictability of the world, seeing beauty in it.

both of them have lost people and do what they do to honor their memory: Xiao continues to do what the Yakshas once did And Venti chooses to do what his friend couldn’t

Xiao’s power coming from himself and Venti’s from others And both seem to appear to use their power for their own gain while truly helping others behind the scenes

both have killed a lot of people during the archon war Xiao views it as another necessary event out of his control and Venti would likely view it as a tragedy he chose to enact himself

and this is where we meet out balance

Xiao- contrary to how i think a lot of people view him as thinking of himself as a monster- seems canonically to have accepted this as part of his duty, as long as those he killed are not mortals. I dont think he enjoys it no- but someone has to do it and he’s just accepted that its a part of his duty Venti on the other hand-

See the beauty of the ship- as someone with an angst-centric mind- is this- these are two of the most traumatized mfers in the game

Xiao is by far the one who needs the most help and who can serve to benefit most from the ship- but he is nowhere near self aware enough to recognize that there’s anything wrong or unhealthy about his mindset in the slightest-

whereas you have the contrast with Venti who sorted through most of his trauma with the nameless bard alone during the archon war and while the result appears more healthy- is still really not- but he’s not self aware of that either because i mean- who’s going to tell him? nobody even knows.

however- venti is aware enough to notice flaws in Xiao’s mindset and “Venti” enough to want to help them through it-

Xiao- while not aware enough to recognize the flaws in Venti’s mindset, can recognize where it contrasts with his own, and is blunt enough to point it out- and then it’s out there to be mulled over-

they’re so similar and yet so different and a feel just conversing between the two of them, being in each others precense, just being exposed to two mindsets that are so very different could do both of them a whole lot of good.

GEEE THAT BIT OF RAMBLING HAD LITTLE TO NO DIRECTION AT ALL- LET ME-- LET ME MAKE THIS START MAKING SENSE- WITH... DYNAMICS OR SOMETHING

I don’t think Xiao needs to sleep really- and i dont think that sleeping would do anything except make him uneasy at first- he’d probably just get nightmares after all he’s been through- but with Venti he would soon learn that it doesn’t have to be that way, lulled into the first peaceful sleep he’s had in... as long as he can remember.

anywho back to not making sense cuz im fickle and i think most questions about ships are best displayed through character interactions so like- a possible exchange thats cliche but cliches exist for a reason

Xiao: Why do you try so hard to help me, it isn’t easy. I know that much Venti, with the most adoring expression: Because you’re worth it, obviously Xiao: But surely there are others more deserving of- Venti: No Xiao, everyone is just as deserving as the next person, you included Xiao: Then why me above others? Venti: ehe, cuz ur my warrior of course [O//////O oh shit, hes right] Xiao: My contract is with Morax alone [gay panic but in broody yaksha]

it’s kinda difficult cuz neither of them really address their feelings. I mean Venti does but he does it very indirectly and its rare that he ever does it with like- genuine directness- even spilling his backstory was in the form of a song- and told in the third person- so a lot of their interactions would often have some deeper meaning, especially with Venti being the bard he is.

I come up with a lot of- errant thoughts about Xiaoven- but this is making me realize that a true analysis of their ship is rather difficult because it just encompasses so many dynamics so its hard to settle on just one and not go rambling about who knows what bouncing from one end of the ship to the other- Because you truly can and thats the beauty of it

within one moment you can be having a heartfelt conversation about the archon war the impact of lost friends and times past, and the next moment Venti is trying to forcefeed Xiao an apple while Xiao screams about disrespecting the adepti and its just- so lovely

so while they have picnics with nothing but apples, dandelion wine, and almond tofu they can sit down and talk about the dreams Xiao once devoured, and the dandelion wine and apple cider that the first Ragnvindir invented from the plants that never could have grown in Old Mond. The foods that tasted of familiarity, or of the grilled ticker fish Pervases always used to eat, foods that tasted of friends and frankly family that had since passed, glaze lilies and cecilias and qingxin flowers scattered in the surroundings and woven into Xiao’s neat braids and Venti’s now messy ones, rebraided by the steady and inexperienced hands of one unused to gentle action.

and then of course Venti steals Xiao’s tofu once the mood becomes too grim and replaces it with a bottle of wine that Xiao refers to as “vile poison,” a remark that fatally wounds Venti as he collapses on the floor, proclaiming how he can only be healed by a Yaksha’s kiss. Xiao ignores this of course and simply takes back his tofu with a slight smile on his face, but as Venti persists he soundlessly places a kiss on his own palm before intertwining their fingers and pulling him back up from where he was dramatically sprawled on the floor, grumbling about how such action was “unbecoming of an archon.” A sign of affection only Xiao would ever know about. But Venti is literally wind and I hc his senses work differently anyways so he definitely knows- plus Xiao’s face is red as the blood of his enemies and the way he is pointedly not looking at Venti at all really speaks volumes anyways.

-Venti playing epic battle music whenever Xiao goes into fights in what looks like a ridiculously extra performance to anyone else but is actually doing wonders to keep Xiao’s karma at bay

-Venti preaches the practice of “kissing wounds better” and Xiao is unfamiliar with this medical treatment but views it as unnecessary regardless because adepti have accelerated healing, doesn’t mean he’s going to stop him though.

-Messages whispered on the wind

-Venti’s 1000 year sleep- an accident, not a fun time for the yaksha, and not a fun time for Venti once he woke up. Venti is actually more afraid of restful sleep than Xiao is, hence the sleeping in trees thing, but when Xiao is there, he can sleep restfully with faith that Xiao wont let another millennia slip through his fingertips.

- Xiao tends to make excuses when doing things that aren’t necessary to his duty, like in his birthday voice line “Have this, it’s a butterfly i made from leaves... Okay. Take it. It’s an adepti amulet -- it staves off evil” because at the current point in his progress it helps him to feel like he’s allowed to do these things. Not wanting to put him off from progress, Venti never comments on his excuse but never fails to whisper a quick reminder of how proud he is of how far Xiao had come.

- Xiao’s karma saddens Venti greatly- not only because of how it effects Xiao but also because its a reminder that as much as Venti tries to honor the memory of those he’s killed, there will always be those who resent him for it, and when he took the option of living away from them, he truly can’t blame them. - And when he gets too wrapped up in thoughts, whether around this topic or similar ones or otherwise, eventually, he’ll hear the sound of a flute on the wind. It’s not divine by any means, but as his own wind connects him to the source, he gets the sentiment all the same. “What impact does one individual’s remaining wrath have on the present. You have done much to help the living in the present” the unspoken idea that Xiao has included himself in that statement, because now, with Venti’s help he’s beginning to learn just how to experience living for himself.

- Venti’s form and Xiao’s mask are off limit topics though because if either mentions it the other will counter with the opposite and the mood will turn immediately bitter at the idea that both know that what they’re doing is destructive but neither are willing to change

- Venti who has different tells for negative feelings than most people because as much as he likes to pretend it is- this form isnt his, and Xiao who is able to identify those

- many fanfics and headcanons have Venti recognizing when Xiao is uncomfortable and getting him out of those situations. I see that and I love it but i raise you: - Venti taking Xiao to Mondstadt, careful that he doesn’t get to the point that he’s uncomfortable. And nothing goes wrong exactly, but Xiao notices the the way Venti’s cape is blowing in the wind, the way he’s holding his weight, barely on his feet so much as floating on the wind, connected with the ground only for the sake of appearance, all the while he looks just as happy go lucky as ever. And without a word, he grabs his hand and teleports them both out of Mondstadt. - turns out it was just a slight thing that reminded him of the archon war (cuz i will die on the hill of him having more tragic backstory than just Decarabian), and he of course gives a sincere if not flustered thanks to Xiao, because he’s really not used to people noticing.

- Venti trying to vent sneakily through fictional stories and Xiao is just like “Didn’t that basically happen to you” and Venti is just like “<_< shit”

- Venti once said affectionally that he wished he had met Xiao sooner and Xiao immediately and seriously shot it down by saying “If you had, I would have been forced to kill you” and both of them now stay up at night wondering who would have won that fight, not sure which result would have hurt more. (because honestly I have no idea who would win in that fight and that terrifies me- I like to think it would have been one of those legends that end with “and the fight persists to this day” or something along those lines)

- “How long have you been together?” “Adepti have no need for-” “1000+ years T^T how dare you deny our love” “O///O our...? ...useless”

- its disney- let me explain- i have this- i have this headcanon inspired by watching too many animatics- - so venti has a human form that isnt his- which he would have had to get used to moving in- and he’s a bard- - uh- anyway- as a third degree black belt in mixed martial arts, i can speak as an authority on this(not really an authority since i havent gone since quarantine but lets pretend). We have a thing referred to as the big three(most things do), and those things are martial arts, gymnastics, and dance. The idea is that they reflect really well off of each other and the best in any one category are good in all three. Timing, balance, form, discipline, technique, hand-eye coordination, grace, ease of motion, they all play a part- anyway-

- Venti taking Xiao’s prowess in martial arts and acrobatics and teaching him how to dance, and as someone who’s extremely skilled in the first two, the third comes easy to him, almost naturally. And it’s delicate and beautiful and lovely and it isn’t hurting anyone. And Venti points all these things out and more and despite how much Xiao insists that he feels ridiculous he truly does enjoy it and it goes a long way towards helping him form more healthy views of himself and his worth. - Verr Goldett walked in on him once and made a joke about performing at the inn. unfortunately Venti was there and agreed on Xiao’s behalf before he could protest and- and it wasn’t as bad as Xiao thought it would be... he still wouldn’t do it again though without reason, but with good enough reasoning he could probably be convinced.

- anyways point is he likes dancing to Venti’s songs and i just think that’s really cute - just picture the idea that all the animatics you see actually have the potential to be canon- ugh

- venti tries holding something out of Xiao’s reach since he’s taller and Xiao just fucking teleports

- both need their space but when they dont, all they have to do is speak the other’s name and they’ll be there.

- and because i just had to.... love languages

- lets start with Xiao- i don’t think he’d view acts of service or quailty time as a love language tbh, and he blunt but really bad with words so affirmation is out, leaving gift giving and physical touch. However, he seems to view most material things as meaningless so- - Xiao who’s love language is in his fleeting touches, something he’s only recently grown comfortable with because of Venti, and now is giving back, which he knows he doesn’t have to do, but that he want’s to, though he’ll still continue to make excuses for each one. “you were shivering” “The inn is high up, you could have fallen..... I said what I said, you’d question an adeptus?”

- and as easy as it is to say words of affirmation for Venti- he does that for everyone- i want to say his is actually acts of service - its the acts of service that let him see just how much Xiao has progressed afterall, from teaching him to dance, to playing another song on the flute, to supplying him with the almond tofu he seems to enjoy so much. Every little thing he does helps Xiao to grow and he couldn’t be happier about that.

- of course most of my headcanons for the ship do take place latter into the relationship because- y’know the less serious unhealthy vibes allow for greater range of thought, but i do still love to think about the serious implications so i kinda hopped back and forth. So sorry about how messy it is btw, i kinda- got carried away- it kinda got some kind of structure near the end tho so- maybe it’s okay. anyway- back to... lol something, we’ll see where thought forests lead.

#genshin impact #genshin xiao #genshin venti #xiao #venti #xiaoven #genshin analysis #genshin headcanons #xiaoven headcanons #xiaoven analysis #this is a mess i really shouldnt be putting all these tags but oh well #oh wow the grammar and spelling here is truly repulsive #sorry to all my english teachers i have failed you all

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alex, how was the show???!!!!! TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT

omg hi ella!!! i'll link you a realllly long recap post here from the day after the show just because i trust my memory from right after a lot more than i do a week later lol, buuuut it was so much fun!! i never got to see 1d live despite living in california for years—so i was totally bordered by 1d shows on either side of the state but gave up trying to go because my parents refused to take me, rip—and being down the street from them during the last night of UAN, so it felt just totally surreal to finally get to see even just one of them perform live??

also sorry this is gonna get Long but i got a little too in my feelings lmao

being able to watch through IG live-streaming kind of prepares you for what'll happen by way of tracklist, when he'll make his little speeches, etc., but his energy really is just so much more palpable in person. he's so expressive and you can feel how happy he is to be present and performing, engaging with people after so long.

seeing his demeanor shift between different types of songs too is pretty wild? we didn't get any shoulder kisses or singing to the wings or anything at my show, but when he was performing the slower, more intimate songs, it felt like he slipped into a completely separate headspace from the more upbeat ones. like reminiscing as he was singing, or just thinking about something in particular, but at the same time not like he was removing himself from the audience? idk it's really hard/weird to explain, the whole vibe just became really different (not like you'd expect him to be jumping around like mad to 'fine line' or anything, but still).

and i haven't said anything about this yet but i can't stop thinking about it—when he first popped up on stage i fully couldn't believe he was there. not just because i'd been waiting so long to see him and there he was at long last, but because i couldn't stop thinking, even as i was having the time of my life laughing and smiling uncontrollably, that he's been through so much and he's still there, doing what he wants to do, and loves to do. that this person in front of me, i'd seen laugh and cry and be angry and carry so much emotional weight and responsibility for years, and despite everything going on behind the scenes or in the view of the GP, he was still there, smiling, aiming to give us even just a little bit of happiness, in a space free to claim as our own, as our true selves.

and when we got to 'fine line' it hit me really hard, actually, and i couldn't help getting emotional—like ella i shit you not, i fully walked out of the venue with big black rings under my eyes and my friend just looked at me and went 'oh my god you really weren't kidding' (about knowing i was going to cry)—thinking about how much has happened, is happening, might happen. like i've been through a lot over the years i've followed 1d—as have they—and even for the few years i wasn't in the fanbase, the group still brought me a lot of comfort when i was going through some hard times. so, to know and see, in this specific case, how harry really can't ever seem to catch a break, despite his vocality in feeling so comfortable with himself at this point in time and not caring what people think (negatively) about him anymore, it still made my heart just ache.

i know he's heard so many different praises and thank-you's over the years, deservedly so, but even when i was having the time of my life finally seeing him, jamming along and dancing with one of my best friends beside me, i couldn't—and still can't— help wanting to be able to see him face to face and give as earnest a thank-you as i can, and hope he understands just how much i appreciate all he's done, doing and will do, and that i only ever hope for his happiness and truth, by his own definition and design, without any restrictions or limitations.

ok sorry this got far too sappy and melodramatic but i wanted to say something right after my show and didn't, so here it is....for poor ella who just wanted a recap and anyone else that kindly deals with my rambling dnkgfjn

#hslot portland #my hslot show #ialwaysknewyouwerepunk #answered #lovely friends and mutuals #<because i need to make a proper tag #long post

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yesimwriting · 3 years

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YALL WHAT SHOULD I WRITE FIRST

Okay!! so both of these are coming at some point!! i have some requests i’ve been working on and i’ve also been working on my original novel (that i hope to get published one day) but i really want to start working on one of my fairytale retellings/AUs(technically not more AU than a regular fic lol)/whatever you want to call them.

But i can’t pick which one to do first!!

- Beauty and the Beast retelling

-Darkling/General Kirigan x reader currently,, but i’m willing to listen to arguments for making this more SOC based and Kaz Brekker x reader, but i think the beauty and the beast theme works better for more SAB based story

- currently focuses on the reader agreeing to take someone’s place as General Kirigan’s prisoner/someone that has to work for him

- I think the plot is going to focus on the reader being a powerful grisha which is part of the reason he took her (like a strong heartrender that can manipulate emotions really precisely,, still unsure if i’d rather her be just human)

- the reader is low key really impressed with the Little Palace bc she grew up in poverty but she’s trying really hard not to be

- the (slight) AU part is that Kirigan needs someone of ‘pure heart’ to fall for the person beneath the darkness to unlock more power than ever bc of an ancient curse (and the person of ‘pure heart’ is the reader bc she has no ulterior motive to like him)

- but then he’s like!! i like her--oh no i like her

- i see Genya as mrs potts lowkey like she knows that Kirigan wants to win the reader’s love and she’s like trying to help lol

- Alina lowkey hyping up their connection

- Reader being all sunshiney and a sweetheart who is literally immune to Kirigan’s angst

- enemies to lovers excellence

- jealous kirigan,, jealous kirigan,,, jealous kirigan

- protective boyfriend vibes wayyy before they start dating lmao

- honestly a lot of acting cute together but still being like ‘i hate u’

- Anastasia retelling

- Kaz Brekker x reader

- based lowkey more on the musical than the disney movie (the only real difference in the musical is that someone thinks about killing Anastasia for the Russian revolution)

- the plot would focus on the return of annual rumors of a princess that might have survived a massacre at the palace

- i would create my own country in the grishaverse for the reader to be the princess of so that i can give it the history i need for my story

- so you know how in Anastasia Dimitri worked at the palace and he saved Anastasia?? my idea for this one is that the Dregs were hired to kill the royal family that the reader is a part of and bc of what he considers a lapse of judgement, Kaz helps the reader escape bc she was the youngest there and they had an interaction that like tugged at him

- anywayssss.... fast forward years later and Kaz is as hardened as he is in the SOC books, he thinks that the princess he helped died anyways bc he saw her run off in the wrong direction

- but!! the princess’s royal grandmother is still looking for her and this year she’s offering more kruge than ever for the return of her missing granddaughter

- Kaz runs into the reader after she tries to pickpocket him and when he realizes that she’s an orphan that looks enough like Anastasia (same hair color, same eye color, etc) with amnesia he’s like ‘it’s perfect’

- the reader is like ?? i don’t know any royal traditions or anything about the royal family,, and also im indentured to this guy who is not going to like this

- and Kaz is like don’t worry about that guy

- the reader is like ?? don’t worry--

- and he’s like yeahh,, i’ll pull some strings (he’s not really pulling strings, he’s paying for her time but he would never tell the reader that bc it makes her seem valuable and no one wants their time ‘purchased’)

- and then princess training starts!! the reader has to study on family history through textbooks but she still has like no formal etiquette skills and Kaz is like ‘i have a merchling that was part of high society, he can teach you table manners’

- Wylan is like you have a what now?? and Kaz is like shut up

- the reader agrees obviously bc Kaz is like i could kill you,, you did try to steal from me, but he’s also like ‘if you’re made a princess you can pay off your indenture and the indentures of your friends’

- lots of the crows being best friends with the reader in this one

- the reader is a gifted medic but touching blood makes her feel ill bc of trauma

- im thinking of making her a tailor to explain why she brought in so much money for the people she worked for (because she could make herself look like anyone’s type) but im thinking that subplot might complicate things but i do want her to be grisha so maybe a squaller?? idk

- throughout the story im going to have Kaz think about how he lowkey regrets letting the girl go at the beginning bc it’s an unfinished job technically and bc the family was evil and they did bad by their people

- reader realizes that she’s been romanticizing this family and that theyre actually bad and she’d rather just stay with the crows

- kaz realizes he wants the reader to stay

- both being too prideful to say anything until the reader is like ‘screw it’ but before she can tell kaz (the night before her coronation) kaz is like pls tell me you don’t think you’re her and the reader is like i said i wouldn’t lie to you

- and kaz is genuinely considering killing her to like finish what was started and bc he really hates that family (i’ll explain why he hates the family in the fic lol)

- enemies to lovers bc it’s my favorite,,

- a lot of everyone being confused on how the reader is allowed to get away with half the stuff kaz allows and then whenever anyone is like YALL ARE ACTING LIKE A COUPLE the reader is like ??this is just how i act? and everyones like YEAH BUT KAZ DOESNT LET PEOPLE ACT LIKE THAT

- and kaz is like i literally dont know what ur talking about i yelled at her this morning,, i promise i did, it’s not my fault u didn’t see it--i totally yelle--

yall i lowkey want to write both of these NOW but i need to learn impulse control pls,, help lol

AND I DIDNT EVEN TELL YALL ABOUT MY TANGLED OR HADES&PERSEPHONE RETELLING IDEAS MUAHAHAHA PLS SOMEONE MAKE ME STOP IM SUCH A SIMP FOR RETELLINGS

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lilkermit14 · 3 years

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Jay is from the show Red Widow and unfortunately he's not really known 😅 At first I wanted to ask for Jack but I had no idea of the details for the story... Maybe he had to leave reader because of his job, but he loves her too much and decides to come back and find out that she is pregnant (a baby girl) I know, it's not original but i can't imagine anything else for this charming cowboy 🥺

Whole (Jack Daniels x Fem!reader)

Notes: Idk why I struggled so hard to write this fic but here she is in all her glory........yay. Not as smutty as per usual to prove I’m not a total whore but here ya go

Summary: after your life is threatened unbeknownst to you, whiskey takes it upon himself to protect you the only way he thinks he can––by leaving you. but what his cowboy brain doesn’t for see, is that he’s doing both of you more damage than good especially after a happy little accident.

warnings: brief description of smut and aftercare (like the La Croix of smut but still no minors), ANGSTTTTTTT, rOUGH, unplanned pregnancy, a slap, and a happy ending

Jack should have known the first time he wasn’t meant to have this kind of happiness—the kind where one could always have someone to return home to at the end of the day. No, he couldn’t have it with his late wife and he couldn’t have it with you either.

The human trafficker had somehow gotten access to personal statesmen information, because he had found out about you. Had your name. Had shown him pictures of you. Had shown that men were waiting at your doorstep if Jack didn’t back down now.

Thankfully, they were able to stop the man before it came to any of that—but it broke something in Jack. He couldn’t have another woman he loves die like his wife. He didn’t know if he could handle it. You didn’t even know about Jack’s real job, all you knew was that he was the CEO of a distillery and you never asked questions about that. Maybe it was easier keeping it like that, as Jack realized the only way to keep you safe was to leave you.

He had picked a night, picked a place to head out to after it was all over, and planned out the note. He had made love to you one last time before leaving—slowly savoring the way your skin felt pressed against him and the way it felt to have your walls drag against him when he thrusted, and finally stilled deep inside you. He made sure to take care of you before he left, clean with all sore muscles rubbed out and well hydrated—comfortable as you could be. You fell asleep so easily it somehow made Jack more guilty for what he thought was the right thing. He stayed longer than he should have after he wrote the note and got dressed, bag packed by the door, just staring at you, attempting to memorize the sound of your soft noises as you slept and the way your naked body looked covered by the sheets and pale moonlight. It was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen and wanted it to be the clearest memory he had of you. Tears sprung in his eyes, thinking that this is the only thing he will ever have of love—memories. He kissed your forehead one last time before walking out of your life forever.

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Jack hasn’t felt alive since, the toll of leaving you behind eating at him more than he ever thought it could. He’s changed in a way and everyone knows it—they see the way he moves or speaks now and know something has changed. He just goes through the motions of living with no actual life in his eyes to prove he is alive. He throws himself into his work working through cases and bad guys more efficiently than ever, but it doesn’t distract him from losing you—not when he lies awake at night crying and missing you.

Everyone around him changes too—Tequila doesn’t tease him anymore and walks around him like they’re threading through a room full of broken glass. Ginger does more medical evaluations—ones that are less to do with physical health and more to do with mental health. Most of all—champ acts different, “son—“

Jack pauses from exiting the debriefing room after giving Champ a status report and picking up another case, “I’m wondering if you should take a few days off from wo—“

“No,” Jack says curt and without a single space for bargaining. Champ is stiff when Jack looks at him, “I know you're wallowing over that girl.”

“I did what I had to do and I’m going to continue doing it.” Jack reminds him, staying steadfast in his decision. Champ shakes his head, “and it’s tearing you apart—statesmen get threats like that all the time Whiskey and they don’t go deserting their relatives or loved ones—“

“Well they're not me,” Jack states his stare is cold as he looks down at Champagne, “I can’t lose another person like that again.”

“You’ve lost her by leaving her,” his words cut through him and he knows it’s the truth, but it’s not something stubborn ol Jack is willing to withstand. Jack turns to leave again, “I’ll be off on the case.”

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You can’t help but pick up one of the sandwiches from the various food carts before they go out. It’s too tempting after standing for hours on your feet with a six month old pregnancy belly on your front—one you’re rubbing as you enjoy the taste of the mozzarella, pesto, and tomato together. The father of your child disappeared before you could even tell him—fitting considering you never grew up with a father in your house. So it has just been you and your baby girl, and well your best friend and business partner that was walking towards you now, joking “are the sandwiches up to your standards?”

“I needed something to eat after four hours of standing and being pregnant Travis,” you contest, taking another big bite. He shrugs with some sort of understanding, looking over the trays of food with you and approving them before they go off. Travis randomly starts, “I don’t think we should try to have this client again.”

You turn, finishing your sandwich with an eyebrow raise, “why? Did someone from the company say something to you—“

“Not that—although I was worried when the CEO invited his childhood priest—” he notes sending off the last tray, “I get bad vibes from the company itself.”

You think about it for a moment agreeing that something was fishy about the way a family-owned soap company was able to afford such a lavish event—something was a little off. You nod, “maybe not—I don’t want to get too close to a company that's a front. I doubt they would want us back because they’ve fired every event planner they’ve had before and the CEO’s wife already complained that the flower garnishes weren’t the correct shade of maroon.”

“We just have to finish the job then and we’ll be scott free” Travis mutters checking his watch, “just a couple hours left—what could go wrong?”

As though you were in a badly made comedy, right as Travis says that you hear clatter and gunshots come from the main event area, “......I spoke too soon didn’t I?”

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Vincent Marsulio had tried to make a run for it once he realized his plans to run a million dollar drug business had gone to shit—I mean a soap company as a front? Really? Jack had dodged gunfire, tequila and the new agent rum covering him—allowing him to use his lasso to drag Vincent into Statesmen custody.

The scene was under control now—with agents and Ginger’s crime scene investigators gathering follow up information and evidence. Jack was just there to make sure the scene stayed secure and that no witnesses ran off that were revealed to be involved. Scanning the crowds of those being interviewed is when he saw you.

He should have known you were here—he should have seen your touches in the flower displays, the food selections, the drapery, and the table cloths. You were a party planner, he should have made note of that. You’re the same as the images in his mind—the memories that flash through his mind whenever he gets a flicker of your perfume or hears a laugh that sounds like yours. The only thing that's changed about you is your stomach—there's a sizable baby bump there, and he mumbles to himself “no…”

It had been seven months—seven months since he left you. It had to be his. He left you pregnant. As though you heard the gears turning in his head you turn and make eye contact with him—freezing in your place. He has to talk to you now, but you make efforts to move away, running towards a stairwell to get away from him as he shouts your name.

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Despite being seven months pregnant you make a good chase, ducking down the stairwell and moving as fast as your swollen ankles will carry you while he shouts for you behind you. You can’t see him right now, he left, he doesn’t deserve this. Your condition must somewhat get the best of you as you end up stumbling on a landing—slowing down enough for him to catch up. You knew it was futile after all he ran faster than you even when you weren’t pregnant.

He grabs your wrist before you can go any farther, pulling you towards his body—only for you to wack a big slap to the side of his face, “how dare you—you asshole.”

“You're pregnant?” He asks quick as hell, and you frown still jabbing hits at him, “Why else am I so fucking big dickhead.”

He pulls you closer in an effort to restrain you from hitting him and from running away at any point, “is it mine?”

You had been avoiding looking at his face the entire portion of the ordeal—not wanting to see the face of the man that abandoned you. But you end up looking anyway and feel the tears spring up in your eyes. Despite the fact he left you you still feel love for him in your heart. You can’t lie to him, “it is.”

“Sugar, I’m—“ he breathes out, struck in the moment by every error he’s made in the past few months knowing he should have stayed, “I’m so sorry, please let me explain why I did what I did.”

You don’t respond just letting him speak at his own will as he settles you two down to sit on the steps of the stair. Jack tells you about his job, his wife, and the scare he had that just accumulated to him feeling like he had to leave to keep you safe. You had known about his late wife but none of the details about the affair and understood just why he was so afraid—but he still acted like an idiot. Head in hands, “why did you keep everything hidden from me Jack, I mean you lied to me about your job––no wonder I was able to find you after I found out, I was stuck looking for Jack Daniels brewery CEO instead of Jack Daniels statesmen.”

You got him there, “I should have––everyone told me I should have told you.” Silence emanates between the two of you, “I know sorry doesn’t make up for all I did––I don’t know if I can ever make up for what I did, but give me a chance because I want to be there for you and the kid–I love you sweet pea.”

Tears spring from your eyes, “I love you too Jack, we’ll figure it out I promise.”

Jack pulls you into his arms whispering what sounds like a thousand thank you’s for you and the girl in your belly, “it’s a girl you know.”

“A girl…” Jack trails off with a smile gleaming on his face and some unspoken joy in his eyes, that shifts into something of deep regret, “I was almost like him I don’t ever wanna be like him”

“You won’t.” you state firm and jack pulls away to cup your face and wipe away the errant tears still streaming down your face, “can I kiss you darling?”

“Please,” and with that the lips you have missed meld on to yours. After months, both alone and apart, both you and Jack feel a sense of security that everything will be alright––that your little family is finally whole.

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I’m sorry that its bad....

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