#wanna maybe write one of those wild ‘we just knew it was right when we met and now we’re here’ stories

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IWTV S2 Ep3 Musings - Loumand

Last post, I promise; I needed another nap; this ep's a freaking rollercoaster. And these two queens nearly gave me a stress ulcer!

DEBATABLE, Louis. I can think of FAR worse vamps than you, love.

Why're y'all having this whole conversation where anyone can hear?

They got Sartre's wall-eyes down; good makeup this season, team! 👌

DreamStat's a Loumand bed-death truther, jfc. 😭

I wanna know EXACTLY what Armand sees--or "feels"--whenever DreamStat pops up in Lou's head. Cuz he clearly knows precisely where Les is; he looks right in his direction. But does he HEAR Les too? (God I hope not, this song would've had me SEETHING--Back to Hell with you! 😅)

"Oh dear" indeed; I was HOLLERING.

SAM WAS DEVOURING THIS SCENE HOLY GOD GO AWAY DEMON

Armand looked PISSED, I was scared for Louis' life! And he DOES know, actually, yes Lou. I can almost GUARANTEE that he knows PRECISELY where Lestat is AT THIS VERY MOMENT, yes Lou.

If only you knew.... 😬

Claudia's suffered more than Christ. And nice cut to Daniel sneaking around with Raglan James as Armand talks about Furies punishing "human wrongdoing." It's really interesting that Armand told the lawyer that LOUIS is the owner of the paintings. Is he the owner of the penthouse too? HOW MANY DEEDS DOES HE HAVE, ROLIN?

I wonder what AMC might be saying about Loumand's art collection, not just wrt what we know about art heist!Armand (which we'll likely see a nod to in Ep4 at the Louvre); but also wrt what we know about Dubai's godawful neocapitalist hellscape economy, and Loumand's "moralizing" about Parisian black markets in S01E02.

I wonder if that's the excuse Armand'll give the coven when Louis shows up for dinner in Ep4--very much NOT dead; and rips out Santiago's tongue.

WILD voice-over, cuz you KNOW that's what Santiago was thinking, too, LOL. (You wish, Francis.) But yes: Louis' finna end your whole career. XD

Another TERRIFYING jumpscare from the coven, like in Ep2 with Annika. Louis, I am shocked & appalled--can you not HEAR all these vamps planning your bloody murder around you? CLAUDIA! WTF!?

But this is how you know Armand's true personality--he hates getting his hands dirty. He kills all the time, but he makes his victims' deaths pretty. He'd rather sit back & let Lestat/Louis come in and wreck his whole coven, even though he has the power to just light those mofos up all on his own! I wish AMC emphasized a bit more that Armand not only writes/directs the plays--he's an ACTOR, too. And istg he's an expert at PRETENDING to be helpless, meanwhile he's the strongest vamp that's NOT one of the Children of the Millennia (thanks to how well Marius made him).

Armand, that is LOW; waiting until Claudia's stuck under the oaths b4 you tell her she's guilty of breaking Great Laws she doesn't even know about yet. WTF?

How TF you gon' hold Louis accountable for following the Laws when he wasn't even allowed to be in the effing room when they were read!? He's not even a member! WTF! (I get it--any rogue vampires are subject to death, yadayada; we know it's a stupid policy.)

I love how he plans to leave by himself here--it had nothing to do with picking "another one" over Claudia. He just didn't want to hold her back anymore. And his presence was causing problems. 😭 It's so cute that Louis' stipulation about London was that if it's "too large" he'd leave and go to Ireland (?!?)--he's become agoraphobic or something? He just wants to be alone in his hermit hole--MOOD. 😭

Good to get confirmation that the Fire Gift here is Armand and blessedly NOT Santiago--so why's he zooming around in the sewers?

Look, sometimes folks make terrible first impressions--Lestat was being hella racist, Louis' always playing defense, Armand was finna kill Louis in a gay public park. It happens.

Foreshadowing like crazy, as usual.

WILD thing to say. I'm gonna cry, please stop.

(What kinda hypocrisy is that, when you were made young your dang self!?) She's already 30+ years old--maybe she'll last a little longer if y'all (read: sexist, racist, ageist, ableist, etc society) don't eff around tryna make her life even harder! But AMC's deliberately cutting Claudia's life in half, compared to the books, cuz misogynoir's real and Claudia gets NOTHING out of vampirism, not even a fair chance. And y'all let her into the coven KNOWING how much she loves y'all, and KNOWING y'all were gonna kill her. EFF THIS WHOLE COVEN, ARMAND INCLUDED. (Lemme calm down--this kind of betrayal is exactly how Lestat must've felt in S01E07; I get it; they're getting a taste of their own medicine. But LESTAT EFFING HAD IT COMING. The coven should've just told them: y'all got til sunrise to GTFO our territory, you're not welcome here. This whole bit's unnecessary.)

THE PARALLELS ARE PARALLELING

SKILL ISSUE. Cuz Louis' got the least power, and he's finna clear that whole bish out in just a couple episodes. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Louis, love, ARMAND DON'T GIVE A EFF ABOUT RAISING SOME OTHER MAN'S OFFSPRING. This is the call of the wild, as Alphas KILL the children their stolen Omega brides had for other Alphas/Betas, so he can restart the gene pool with HIS DNA instead. I know y'all had National Geographic back then already--READ A BOOK, Louis, it's what you're best at.

Incredible. After all of that Louis said Lestat never broke him. BENT BUT NEVER BROKEN, that's right! 💪😤

Boy, we're not talking about some little (unrequited) CRUSH over a man you only knew for a few months (which you've CLEARLY not gotten over yet). Louis was MARRIED to the man for 30 YEARS. This is his MAKER. Lestat knew his whole family; went to the Black cookouts and everything! They literally built a home AND business together! They raised a child together! WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT THAT!?

And that's LESTAT'S DAUGHTER TOO--how much can you possibly love EITHER of them while planning to knock her off!? I can't listen to too much more of this. *hands Louis the torch and scythe*

Beautiful end of this STACKED episode. Incredible work, AMC! Jacob acted his PANTS off; he excels at the trembling voice, agonized facial expressions, and utter mental breakdowns. He's pulling DEEP within him, holy god; it's so raw, it's almost hard to watch. EMMY WHEN?!

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Santino randomly eating pineapple, and John is confused about it. "Why are you eating pineapple?"

"Because I like it?" But he smirks and winks at him. John has no idea what pineapple... does to one 🌚

Until he experiences it when Santino gets extremely needy and wild, horny. Leaving John fucking exhausted after everything 💀

It's the whole scenario of him dropping random horny sentences into normal ones 😭

"We could definitely go out tomorrow, maybe in a bar, so we can have a very messy sex in the bathroom." He says that with his cute little smile while John nearly chokes on his drink :]

I'm sorry I literally can't stop thinking about those scenarios ever since you wrote about them, it's too good 😭

Ok, you absolutely gotta clear something up: does Pinapple have an aphrodisiac effect I'm not aware of?!

Because your ask seems to hint at it, but it's the first time I hear about pineapple having such an effect and NO ONE WAS GOING TO TELL ME?

I mean, ginger I knew about, but pineapple no, and if so, yep, I need to have Santino eat it. But maybe, just like me, he isn't aware of its effect and just genuinely enjoys it. Probably equals it to summertime, and gets overjoyed (inside, outside of course, nothing shows, he's carefully controled). One day, he eats a bit more than usual, and since it's a slow day, there is nothing to distract his mind. He's trying to read a book (an actual novel for a change! Not a report on his enemies' activity) and watching John tend to the garden (you know he would, would probably be good at it, since he's patient and methodical, would have the most beautiful roses in town without even seeming to try that hard).

It's a hot day so John ends up in his tank top, covered in dirt smears and sweat, Dog "helping" him by digging holes around him (but John actually uses the holes, because he doesn't want Dog to think he's ungrateful). And Santino's gaze keeps slipping to John, watching his muscles move, the was his tats glistens, and he can't help but want to lick the salt off his nape.

And the worse thing is that it makes him thirsty, so he's eating more pinapple morcels left at his disposal, so it's really a vicious circle. So when John takes a break to drink, and comes closer to where Santino is lounging, the man beacons him closer and calls him to bend over him so he can kiss him.

John kisses back, happyly surprised by this sudden display of affection. But the kiss turns passionate and heavy very suddenly, and before he can gather his wits, he's straddling Santino and the man is shamelessly grinding up against him, attacking his neck with his tongue and sucking bruises on his clavicle.

And the pergola is not super exposed, but it's still not very intimate, so John probably isn't super confrotable with the idea of fucking right there (because it's clearly where this seems to be going) and Santino can sense it, but Santino is very insistent.

And he tastes sweet, which always makes John moan and kiss him harder: he only loves sweet things when tasted out of Santino's lips.

And soon, Santino is going to uses his mouth for something else >:]

More under the cut cause it gets a little bit hornier.

I love the idea that he would be insatiable, and that even if he made John come once, and got off himself, he would want to go on.

And John would get behind the idea and be the best service top that he is (or the best service switch) and keep going until Santino was a shivering oversensitive mess.

Until he comes dry one last time and just... Pass out.

I doubt just pineapple would do that, but maybe with MDMA?

Damn, now I wanna write "sex pollen" fic. Santino doused in the new sex drug on the market, being totally insatiable...

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His Harmony, Her Hope Part 5 ❤️🐢

(Side Note: It’s been officially a month since I started! Thanks for everyone who likes, follows, comments, requests, or reads my work. Without you I would not have the confidence to write. 💕 Love y’all! POV changes. Mini flash back kind of. All characters are aged up! Credit to @rinksu-no-joo she put in most of the work, I just chose some words to make it flow better!)

Raphael POV:

He couldn’t sleep. Because of her. Every single time he tried to close his eyes, his mind would wander back to her. Seeing her. Touching her. Hearing her. Smelling her…All that was left was to taste. His heart wanted something that he could not have, and even though his tired brain submitted to it at first, he knew he needed to stop.

Not only because it was wrong to think about a girl you just met that indecent way. But it just wasn’t possible. Surely she would pick Leo over him, or even a human. She might be a mutant but she’s beautiful. Damn she’s beautiful!

He decided to distract himself. Even though he was tired he forced himself to keep pumping iron. One more rep. To punch harder. Faster. Stronger. But no matter how hard he tried, for some reason she was still in his heart. Like a small bulb in a dark room, her light was carving into even his darkest of corners, of the depths of his mind, heart, and soul.

In the morning he was throughly exhausted. How could Donnie fucking do it? Coffee? Energy drinks? What the fuck was even in that ‘Worlds Best Mom’ mug? “Hey, fix me up some of…that stuff…will ya Don?” His brother looked up surprised. He chose not to question it though based off the ‘I’m gonna kill the first thing that pisses me off’ look he was getting from Mr. Grumpy Pants.

“Woah dude, you definitely don’t wanna drink that…it’s good…but the side effects last for days man. Trust me I’m usually down for anything but…never…ever again. Woo wee! That was a wild trip!” Mikey was probably right, but maybe the ‘side effects’ would take his mind off of things.

“Mikey you’re being dramatic, it has only kept me up for…three days. But that’s normal for me! I told you that caffeine would affect your ADHD, and mess with your brain’s natural chemistry…But you had to sneakily make yourself some anyway. There you go Raph. I specifically engineered it to also help my neurons process things faster, so it’s a little different than regular coffee. Made it black just how you like it.” Raph didn’t. He hated coffee in any form, it tasted like shit. He’d rather stick to his water, occasional soda, and those damn good protein shakes that Mikey always made.

Kaina POV:

It was early when she woke but she stayed in bed. Staring hard at the high ceiling making sure it change back into her tight cell from childhood. But it never did. In the distance she could hear a keyboard clicking.

Searching even further she could hear the sound of flesh hitting tough fabric. She focused in on the grunts that were coming from the individual. They were raspy but determined growls. It was him. Her heart fluttered.

“…Raphael…” She said his name aloud, letting it roll off of her tongue. He must’ve also been contemplating life. What else would urge him to work out this early?

She carefully got up. Tip-toeing to see him. He was sitting now. Eyes tired and empty. She felt the urge to fix whatever troubles that lie within him, but how could she when she was still fixing herself. She decided to try and sleep again. Maybe it would help aid her faster. Maybe he would. She a woke again some time later. Hearing voices but focusing only on his.

Raphael POV:

“Sooo…guys…we have a female staying in our man cave, that’s different!” Dammit why did Mikey have to bring up her.

“First of all, we’ve never called it that. Secondly, we’ve had April spend the night before, it’s not that big of a deal Mikey.” But was is. Maybe if she wasn’t so damn cute it wouldn’t be. But she is. Not because she’s a female, because she’s just her. She’s Kaina. She’s gorgeous. Raph didn’t agree with either of his brothers on this one.

“Bro! Of course it’s a big deal! What are you even talking about? Don, now we don’t have to die alone…now…for dibs are we picking straws or-”

In walked typical Leo, saving the day. Well at least he brought pizza. “No Mikey. What’s your problem anyway? Ever since Kaina showed up all you can think about is dating, when you should be more worried about how many more mutants Shredder has made. Bebop and Rock Steady are already hard enough to deal with, not to mention these new mutants are trained. And who knows if she is actually trustworthy.” Great Leo was up. I mean he was correct this time, but he’s still Leo.

They all grabbed a slice, well except for Mikey who was already wolfing down his third slice.

“Bro you’re too narrow minded. If Shredder made her how many other hot babes do you think you made? We just gotta turn them good, and then boom! Girlfriends! My plan is fool proof.”

That was it. Raph smacked his younger brother in the back of the head. “Shut up! Mikey if she was interested in that she’d choose it for herself. She’s not property, ‘sides she’s had enough decisions made for her.”

He took another bite contemplating his next move. He smirked. “Anyway I don’t know any woman who’d want an ugly bum who can’t keep his room cleaned.”

Mikey gasped in horror. “Oh shoot you’re right! I gotta clean my room real quick!” He ran off just like Raph had planned.

“Dad told you to do that a week ago!” Donnie shaked his head disapprovingly.

He chuckled. “That gentleman is how ya stop Mikey from eatin all the pizza.” Smirking as he went to take another bite but stopped as Kaina appeared.

Kaina POV:

“Hey.”

“Mornin…” His voice was as rough as his textured skin. She couldn’t help but blush, she only hoped he wouldn’t see it.

His eyes locked with hers, like two magnets that couldn’t be pulled apart. It only made her blush more. “Hi…” Her voice felt small and frail, why was he making her so nervous.

“How are you doing today Kaina?” She turned to look at Don, needing a relief from Raphael’s heart throbbing gaze.

“I-I-I’m not sure…this is all so new…but exciting! But new…” Did those words even make any sense? Fuck she could hardly even speak because of him.

“That makes sense. Do you mind if I run a check up on you…later?”

She had to remind herself that he was Doctor Stockman, he could actually be trusted. “That’s fine…but Donnie no needles please.”

Before Donnie could respond Leo straightened. “Well it’s good to see you up Kaina, but ninjas rise early.” 

“Well I was actually up early…but I was a little nervous to come out.” Leo seemed to act like such a jerk at times.

“Back off Leo! Someone just gets out of a horrible situation and the first thing you do is nag her!” She smiled to herself, it had been a long time since someone had been so nice to her.

She watched as his bulky body purposefully bumped passed his brother in blue. “Why don’t ya come eat. We got pizza, but I think Donnie ordered some other stuff if you’d like to try it” She nodded, smiling up at him.

Raphael POV:

He gestures her to sit on the couch, as he turns to face an annoyed Leo. “Raph I wasn’t lecturing her, I was just letting her know.”

He grunted a laugh sarcastically and rolling his eyes. Not even bothering to whisper like his brother. “Sure…” Leo knew what he was doing, but he always had to maintain a perfect image.

Kaina POV:

“So this is…pizza?” She asked taking the plate and pulling it into her lap. It certainly smelled good. She picked up a piece of pepperoni, bringing it up to her mouth to test the water.

CRASH! She jumped causing her to drop her bite. “W-What was that?”

“Mikey.” They all said it in unison like they had practiced it every day.

And out he stumbled. “Here’s the lovely lady! I was just working on my ninjitsu, gotta stay sharp.” He started doing tricks with his nunchucks, it was awesome but she could tell he was showing off. “Pretty impressive right?” She couldn’t help but laugh and nod. Mikey sure was a goofball.

Raphael POV:

“Speaking of training after your done eating would you like to train with me? I’ll go easy on you of course.” Well well well, typical Leo underestimating someone’s skills.

“Oh! Uh sure Leo…”

Raphael chuckled, she wasn’t cocky but Leo certainly was. In fact she seemed nervous. He needed to boost her confidence, while simultaneously knocking Leo’s ego down a few pegs. “I bet fifty bucks that she kicks his butt.” If she wasn’t able to he might have to kick his own brother’s ass. But he knew she was capable. Something in his gut told him she had to be. 

He looked at his two younger brothers. Donnie shrugged, “i’m in.” Mikey nodded enthusiastically in agreement.

Before Mikey can say what’s on his mind Leo rolls his eyes. “No you perv, you are not going next Mikey! Guys this for training, not a game.”

“Well boys Leo’s starting to sound like a chicken to me, but I could’ve sworn he was a turtle!” Raph flapped his arms like wings and made chicken noises. He smirked as he heard her sweet laugh. Little giggles that sounded like music to his ears. 

Leo side in frustration. “Fine we’ll do it your way Raph, but if I win you have to start respecting me more, I am your leader after all.”

He clenched his jaw, but he decided it was worth the risk. “Fine by me.”

Kaina POV:

As the two brothers argue she focuses her attention back to her know cold pizza. It still smelled fine and she wasn’t picky so she ate some. Oh. My. God. It was fucking delicious! all her life she was forced to eat the bare minimum for experimental success. She never thought she would eat something so heavenly, so cheesy, so saucy, so yummy. It tasted like home, but was new at the same time.

Mikey leaned over. “It’s good right?” She nodded swallowed and grinned. “Yes, very much so…do you…do you have anymore? They never feed us this much and it definitely wasn’t this tasty!”

“Listen Kaina, you’ll never have to deal with that here.”

“Well Donnie that is if Mikey eat everything.” Raphael laughed.

“Hey! You eat up stuff too!” The youngest turtle retorted, throwing punches at his brother.

“Hey let’s not fight…By the way…I’m sorry for almost hurting your friend. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again. If you say they’re a friend I’ll trust you.” The boys nodded. She stuffed the last bite of pizza down and she was ready.

Raphael POV:

Raphael stared as she got in her ready stance. It made him sad he was not up there instead of Leo. Fighting could be intimate, not sexual, but intimate. But he knew he didn’t want to hurt her. Not that she couldn’t kick his ass, but the thought of him even giving her a paper cut, scared him.

“Ready?” Leo said in his own stance.

With a determination and grit in her eyes Raphael could tell she was. “Yes.”

It started in a flash. They circled each other. Leo whipped out his swords and she…she…where was she…?

Kaina POV:

“Woah!” One of the other brothers exclaimed.

Even though she had the advantage right now she knew she couldn’t get cocky. “Where’d she go?” She reappeared as quick as she had vanished and did a move known as Meia Lua de Compasso. Her foot kicking Leo down hard. Enough to knock the wind out of him for awhile.

Raphael POV:

Could she be anymore badass? Raphael never thought turning invisible could also be a turn on but it was. Knowing that his brothers where all there though he pushed it out of his mind. It would not happen. It could not. She did not feel the same and she never would. Or at least that’s what he thought. He followed his brother up to the mat.

Leo groaned in pain holding his head down. “So big bro where’s our fifty bucks?” She laughed again at his comment and he smiled at her. “You did amazing out there Kaina!”

“Thanks Raphael!” He blushed hoping none of his brothers or her could see it. He had to remind himself again that nothing would happen. But when he looked back up at her…she was…Was she was blushing too…?

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𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 11 / 17 / 2022

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 accepting requests for anime only ( check pinned post for more details )

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 kinktober requests will still be honored even though i’m finished with kinktober 2022. they will simply be written whenever i can instead ( most may be turned into mini dizzy drabbles writing events when i start those! ). if you sent an anime request and you don’t see it on this list, please feel free to resend it because these are the only ones i have! 💕

ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴛɪᴛᴀɴ

𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧

Could we get a corruption kink with Levi Ackerman (aot) for kinktober? 👀 — anonymous

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𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐬

BB Sebastian in his demon form x female reader — stygianoir

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𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐮

Could I request fear kink+dacryphilia with enmu 🥰 — anonymous

Hi can I request yandere enmu! Like stalkerish maybe kidnapper enmu? Thanks!! — anonymous

Hi doll so for kinktober how about enmu and somno 👀 as much as I would want to be awake I feel like he would use his power to be able to instantly put people to sleep — anonymous

𝐠𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚

Can I request giyu and sex pollen, hes so reserved I wanna see him not be able to control himself lol — anonymous

𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮

Hii not sure if it’s okay to request right now but whenever you have time can I please request nsfw demon Rengoku punishing his shy s/o because he caught her talking to Akaza (although she tried to avoid contact, Akaza knew Rengoku was nearby and he purposely wanted to make him mad 😭) — anonymous

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𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

hey could i request ayato sakamaki and cnc 🙏❤️‍🩹 — anonymous

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𝐨𝐛𝐢 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐮

Not me needing Akitaru Obi calling me his princess whilst he fucks me into the mattress with ally stuffed animals watching. — anonymous

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𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚

InuYasha! I love that dog demon man so much. Can you write him and claiming kink for kinktober? — anonymous

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𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨

You should def write more Dio, you write him very well! I wanted to request another fic/blurb of you and him during part 1 era, and you are a sacrifice to him by the town — anonymous

Dio Brando x reader with a stand user he napped and is in his mansion and he’s just being his good ol self(I feel like marking and collars would vibe with him) — anonymous

may i politely request some part 3 DIO noncon/exhibitionism with an unwilling virgin reader? i love how you characterize him 🥺💕 — anonymous

𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐚

𝐣𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 𝐤𝐮𝐣𝐨

hi can u write some joot smut where he uses a speculum to gape female readers ass 👉🏼👈🏼 maybe he decides to use her as his human toilet? 🥴 — anonymous

Was also wondering if it wouldn’t be too much, if you could write an nsfw scenario with Jotaro? Preferably with a Spicier ™ reader who’s a bit of a tsundere. Maybe she gets on his nerves on purpose and he dubcons her? Adding some degradation would be *chefs kiss* but you don’t need to! — anonymous

Can we have the stardust crusaders react to walking in on a naked y/n? Reader can keep taking off their clothes if you want extra spice ;) — anonymous

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐧

Could I pretty please have something a little soft with Kars/the Pillar Men or Dio? Maybe cuddling with the reader or comforting them? I just go feral for big scary men being soft with their lovers 🥺👉👈 — theluckychemist

oh my god, more wild and animalistic pillarmen? No, they're certainly smart, talkative, and can be intelligent, but their possible ancient caveman nature is still there and they have animal habits. Pillarmen growl, hiss, grunt/make other noises, sniff the reader, may bite. They grin during sex or simply grin at the reader, showing a row of sharp teeth of their jaws, threatening her — anonymous

Since you don't write for Speedwagon, could I please change to a pillar men x reader gangbang fic with degradation and spanking? — anonymous

𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐢𝐜𝐞

thinking about vanilla ice cucking me while dio watches....(if you write for vanilla ice ofc) AGHH — anonymous

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛsᴜ ᴋᴀɪsᴇɴ

𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

How about cucking with Husband! Geto x fem reader x Gojo? Or you can add another character of your choice? Thank you 💕— joyfulenthusiastwitch

𝐦𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐨

For kinktober what about mahito with predator prey 👀 and when he finally catches you obviously it would be like dubcon or noncon whatever you're more comfortable with! — anonymous

𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

I feel like you need more sukuna for kinktober so what about sukuna and branding 👀 — anonymous ( 2 of the same request )

So for the request I was think sukuna double penetration and painal 😁 — anonymous

𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢

I just realized, Toge could literally make you cum on command. — anonymous

There honestly needs to be more Toge Inumaki content, he is the loml. Imagine him using his cursed speech with his s/o during sex I - — anonymous

ᴋᴀᴍɪɢᴀᴍɪ ɴᴏ ᴀsᴏʙɪ

𝐥𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐥𝐚𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

For kinktober: Loki Laevatein + master kink — anonymous

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐮𝐬

Would you do reading together with Thoth from kamigami? I am down bad for that man🥰 — mylifeisjustasongreference

ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ

𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐨 𝐨𝐡

omfg puh LEASE. can you write something for sangwoo. a lil dub con ? maybe ? a lil .. impact play ? spit kink — anonymous

ᴍʏsᴛɪᴄᴍᴇssᴇɴɢᴇʀ

𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧 𝐫𝐲𝐮

For your kinktober, can I get Zen from Mystic Messenger + mutual masturbation — anonymous

𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐦

and virginity with yoosung? for kinktober — glowunderthemoon

ᴏʙᴇʏ ᴍᴇ!

𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧

leviathan would be really into being tied up,edged and used like ur personal sex toy — anonymous

ᴏɴᴇ ᴘɪᴇᴄᴇ

𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐚 𝐳𝐨𝐫𝐨

Hello! I see you like Zoro from One Piece. lol, is it just me or do you also see him getting off using his swords on “reader”? Like insertion or even knifeplay. Or both? Maybe very yandere Zoro? Hohoho? — anonymous

ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ

𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡

i just read the “after party” fic and was wondering if you could do a part two with fem reader getting tied up n stuff?? like how floyd was saying he would do at the end of the fic??? — anonymous

Can I request yandere leech twins (together) x fem reader when reader tries to escape and they catch her and punish her. It can be smut or not whichever you prefer. — kazuha-fuck-me-please

𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝

Okay, i think Idia would be pretty forward and perverted once he gets comfortable with his partner and won't hesitate to take the lead or initiate sexy timess — anonymous

𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥

Pussy drunk Jack Howl - Jack who is so respectful and considerate but the moment he slides in he goes feral and cannot control himself. Jack who uses his strength to manhandle you into any position he desires. Jack who’s mouth turns to absolute filth because he can’t contain the urge to tell you just how good you feel around him. — anonymous

𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

Okay so I love the idea of Leona going absolutely feral when he finds out that reader meets with Malleus at night sometimes, not even in a secret-meeting-for-rendezvous kinda thing they just enjoy each other’s company, but we all know Leona is possessive as all hell and would just lose his shit. Also I get all mushy when I think of romantic sex with him, like he calms himself down a little after a few rounds, smells himself all over reader, sees them all marked up by him, and just sits them in his lap with his arms around them tightly and lets them take it at their own pace, while he mutters about how much he cares about them, but his words are still laced with a hint of possessiveness “you better not leave me” and “you’re mine”. — anonymous

hi I don’t know if you want to do so but can I request a enemies to lover fic about leona x tsundere afab reader if you would like? — anonymous

𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚

Okay so Malleus and reader are fwb. But, you hate each other’s guts more or less (it’s definitely less but who’s gonna admit that). You’re not together, but god forbid he sees you flirting with someone else 😉 — chxrrysangel

𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞

Hii!! Sorry if this doesn't make sense but may I ask for a soft dom!Neige and Che'nya helping the fem!reader through their first time?? May I request for it to be in the missionary position, pretty vanilla because i cant imagine these two liking any other position, like passionate sex? — anonymous

𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐤 𝐳𝐢𝐠𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐭

I wanted to ask if you could write a scenario where Sebek and Female!reader are alone in Ramshackle in a study session, but suddenly things get hot and they end up making it so loud (because Sebek doesn't control his voice) and reader is glad they're the only ones in the place — anonymous

Submissive Sebek with a Fem!Reader that satisfies his praise kink — anonymous

𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫

Hiii i dont req usually and im a little nervous but omg imagine face riding trey... Sjdhjsjdje — anonymous

Doll my absolute beloved, I would be over the moon if you wrote anything involving teasing dom!Trey Clover! Maybe involving some light bondage? Please and thank youuuu - 😴 — anonymous

𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭

COUGH COUGH thinking about having a threesome with vil and rook- vil would prob be degrading us while rook would be praising us- lowkey feel like most of the time rook would be a soft dom and vil would either be soft dom too or mean/hard dom- O_O honestly i dont know ahhh im just so thirsty for them 😭 — anonymous

91 ᴅᴀʏs

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐚

Can you write a little something with mutual masturbation for Angelo? — anonymous

[bullet-prooflove]

Donna’s Wednesday Radio Show Prompt List #22

It’s that time again! The Wednesday Radio prompt list!

Please check the updated character list on my pinned post to see who I am writing for before submitting a prompt!

Also do not forget to put the entire prompt into your ask!

I run from the liars,

Room sixteen, Smells like danger

Drank the whole bottle, forgot my name

With broken words I've tried to say "Honey don't you be afraid”

Fading by degrees, I was shaking in the knees

Been lookin' for you in all the wrong places

Woke me up right after two Stayed awake and stared at you

Is she dead, is she fine? Every day, every night

You don't have to sell your body to the night

Got a million numbers And they're filling up your phone, boy

Every night I saw you there In your old wicker chair,

And if you only die once, I wanna die with You

I don't like them innocent

Lately I've been dressing for revenge

I loved you since I knew you

And I had the week that came from hell And yes I know that you could tell

Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

Fuck all your pride 

Don't hate me, cause I'm just that good

The sass on your screen, I feel so complete

Why don't you try? Do a little slow dance 'Cause life goes way too fast

Want them wearing leather

the fuel on the fire

I know I can't fight the sad days and bad nights

In the aftermath of this broken glass

You drove me wild, drove me insane

Tried to help, it only hurt In the end I made it worse,

I won't share you with another boy

You don't have to wear that dress tonight

Last night I think I drank too much

Girl, I'm not afraid in runnin' away tonight,

I've got to hand it to you now You're a hard one to please

She left, she left, the writing's on the wall

Take back those clothes you always left on the floor

I don't start it but I can tell you how it ends

'Cause you're beautiful and smart, fuckin' talented

For once in my life I'll take a ride on the wild side

You hear my rhythm on your radio

I like the sad eyes, bad guys

I'd be breakin' every rule I ever made,

Saying that I love him but I know I'm gonna leave him

Begging, let me be your taste test

But I never asked for your help

What a nightmare it must be Just being you

Out there on my own, I was feeling so alone

She needed cold hard proof so I gave her some

How blind a girl can be To miss you hide your ring

quick to tell me goodbye

Never sleep alone boy

Don't get sad, get even

Kiss me in the corridor

No, we don't belong together

But I don't need a cure for me

She had the envelope, where you think she got it from?

I don't like the tension, the misapprehensions

While he was doing lines And crossing all of mine

You got nerves, but they never show

I put my heart on the line for you, 

Someone told his white collar crimes to the FBI

All my friends think I'm crazy, maybe I've lost my mind,

And I swear I hate you when you leave

You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Love the request. Your writing is really good! I wonder what a Warden!Yuji is like in the Breakout verison or man..maybe Warden!Megumi for Kisho?

((Hello again and you are welcome dear anon. I'm glad to hear you liked it. Also thank you! <3 I just write for fun but it makes me happy hearing you like them. :3 As to the question, Warden!Yuji is a bit different. He's a bit more rougher as a warden knowing he would have punished Jinx to the point that she would be breaking over and over. Even if he means to show discipline over his captive prisoner or her fighting for dominance. lol))

((But if you wanna a short version of that, I can write something of a example with Megumi and Kisho. Just a moment. But to make things clear Kisho belongs to @chunibyo-x-sorcerer that's a side blog run by @demon-blood-youths ))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

"Nuggghh....mmmmmmmm...mmmmm.."

A weak shudder was heard in a special room in the prison that only Warden Megumi knew of. He did have the keys to it but it was a special room for one prisoner that seems to always misbehave. Right now, he was in this room but looking quiet as his prisoner.

"Tch...again you seem to never learn do you haaaa Hashimoto? How many times do I have to do this so you would behave??" he said while giving another smack to someone's rear seeing them shaking while being tied up on the bed.

The prisoner in question was 42A or a.k.a Daichi Pheon-X or his other name being Kisho Hashimoto. The known criminal that uses his cursed techniques for his own gain. However, he got caught by Warden Megumi after his last attempt of a break in. He's had him in his prison for a while now but even from the start he has caused trouble for many inmates. Even the other officers.

When he even attacked Megumi trying to get out, that was a mistake. So he takes it upon himself to punish him whenever he acts out of line. Resulting to now.

Kisho was shaking on his knees being spanked by him using his hand seeing the red handprints. He even had something in him that was teasing his own spots. A collar was seen on his neck that Megumi was holding Kisho's head down as he was pleasuring him.

He was moving his head slowly up and down, sucking him off using his handcuffed wrists to stroke while moving his head. His eyes were closed as he did only to yelp from another smack to his rear. He quickens his hand and head, hearing Megumi groan.

"Come on, good little phoenix......though it's shocking your taking a liking to these punishments. What a naughty bird you are." he growls only to feel Kisho pull his head up, panting loudly as he was moaning out in the room.

"Ahhhhh n..not m..mmmmmmm...my fault warden Fushiguro mmmm I..I can't help it w..when you punish m..me l...like this. But it's too g..good not to be naughty once in a w..w...while. You seem to not m..mind it d..do you?" he chuckled to look up at him but Megumi glares pulling at the collar hearing him shudder.

"Don't get smart with me Kisho...you know better.." he warns and yet a dark chuckle slips from the phoenix that he looks up with his eyes covered by his dark wild brown hair with one red streak covering those seductive eyes of his. He seen those eyes glow a pinkish hue when he's aroused and horny but this only made him sit up to lean against him.

"What are y-" right away, Kisho kisses Megumi deeply.

"Mmmmmm~" His kiss was hot just like the flames of the phoenix but it was intoxicating that he wanted more of it. Megumi was about to hear Kisho's moans in the kiss before breaking it.

"hhhhaaa...haaaaa....."

"D..damn it Kisho b..behave yourself.." He groans but Kisho panted too lost to.

"B..but I can't h..help it...being naughty is fun. That means we can play more and more the worse I get. Besides, you love punishing me..I can tell. And you know it. Don't you remember the nights you fucked me all night and away from those other prisoners?"

"......" Megumi knew and he remembers. When they did it the first time. It was in the heat of the moment. But ever since, they done it in his office, his cell, in hidden rooms, even in this private room. As Megumi thinks Kisho smiled to lick his neck.

"You remember don't you? All those heated nights..the pleasure we got drunk on...it was good right?"

"I......"

"Mmmmm....besides, your already so hard down here...right?" He whispered against his lips but his eyes were hidden still. His handcuffed hands lower down now stroking him that he hisses and growls as Kisho leans up kissing his neck slowly.

"Even now..your so aroused.....your hard and wanting to punish me....right Fushiguro-sama?" he panted already wanting it so badly. He felt empty without the warden being inside and yet Megumi was panting feeling his hips bucking into his hands. Damn this bird! But..hearing and seeing him doing this was too arousing to ignore.

"St...stop stroking....." He panted heavily feeling the kisses become bites that he feels Kisho grinding against him slowly, moaning softly into his ear.

"Haaaaa...hhhaaaaaa..w..won't you punish m..me, Fushiguro-sama?..Please..I want you to fuck me again. I want you to take me again and again and again..till I'm full of your cum....." he begs that Megumi grips the sheets wanting to but he sees Kisho only lean back to look up at him.

"F..Fushiguro-sama...Fushiguro-s..sama...Fushiguro-sama..." he begs still stroking him more and more that he was in between his legs wanting more of him. Wanting him to play with him again. "You can d..do what you like..you can punish me however you want..j..just please...please let me have it.." He leans in about to kiss his lips again.

Already annoyed, he growls only to have his shadows tie Kisho up and have him land on the bed. He gasped from that only to lay on his front. He shook knowing he might have pushed it and yet, he was feeling his hands touching his back moving down.

"F...fushiguro-Nugghha!!" suddenly he feels something push into him but was thrusting into him. It wasn't Megumi but he was panting already wanting to but he had to punish Kisho first.

"Ahhhhhhh..ahhhhhhh!!! F..fuck! S..something i..is.......mmmmmm!!" He grinds his hips already drooling from the pleasure but he felt some shifting to feeling his chin held and lifted up. He felt the bangs moved showing his lust filled glowing eyes.

His kissable lips were parted while moaning seeing Megumi looking at him with hunger in his eyes. It made him shake on the bed but he couldn't stop moaning being tied up and teased like this.

"...You want me to punish you...then fine...I'll let you be punished before you get this.." he said stroking himself that Kisho slowly reaches wanting it.

Before his fingers brush against it, he sees Megumi increase the vibrations as he screams out gripping the sheets.

"Ohhh f...fuckkkkkk!! Oh...f...mmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!" He bit into the sheets but Megumi was enjoying the view seeing him even grinding into the bed wanting relief. It was like he was in heat begging for the shadow warden to claim him.

"Ahhhh p..please..please please please I..."

"Not yet...your still being punished...if your good then I'll give you want you want...." he said looking at him. "And when I do..you'll be screaming my name all night till you know who you belong to.." he whispered as he keeps watching him during his punishment.

Kisho only moans but he looks up at him being seductive again to whimper again.

"Y..Yesssss...mmmmmmm....F..fushiguro-s..sama...."

[kdipshit]

Hard Knock Life ;

I’ve spent years trying to weed through this mess in my head, but it’s getting so clean now, It’s like the cord of thoughts in my brain was hiding some pretty cool stuff under it, pretty dope realisations. Yanno I didn’t go outside and run or walk or workout because my mum would laugh at the people who did that. I wouldn’t speak up because my mother would judge those who did. How can I say this without sounding like I’m an ungrateful daughter who doesn’t like her mum, that’s not true, that the furthest thing from the truth. I love my mother and I don’t blame her, I don’t even think I knew enough to even piece it all together. I feel like im making no sense, but im trying to read this damn chord but it’s hard. I feel like right now, im actually sick so maybe it’s the best time to talk about the rotten seeds imbedded in my brain, I’ve got a headache, im nauseous as fuck, im kinda high a little bit so im not in as much pain, my headaches aren’t fkn normal they’re fat fkn migraines that effects my neck, eye, temple, shoulder, jaw, sometimes it makes my teeth hurt or like they’re falling out lol, it’s pain I can’t open my eyes my vision goes black it’s so dramatic and so fitting for a BPD bitch lmao.

Anyways, I think that convo was getting a little like fucked up so I needed to get my mind off it, idk man I feel like I’m just rambling, I’m thinking too much about the reader and not shifting my attention back to just writing.

I have an appointment with my drug & alcohol Therapist tomorrow and like ugh. I’m feeling sick so it automatically makes me not want to go, she has only asked me of one thing, and that’s to sort my licence out, and do you think I’ve done that? No I haven’t done that, because idk why. I forgot. Like idk why I didn’t go do my licence, I guess I don’t fucking care that much. I don’t feel good today mannn, but I did still do my morning routine, most of it, which just consists on me cleaning my room, making my bed, putting music on and taking my meds lol, I’m back in bed now, but I still feel good and super grateful because my room is clean, my meds are taken, and I don’t really have to worry about anything else until a little later, I’ve given myself the space to chill, which I need sick she’s a sick girl. Oh yeah I applied for a job yesterday like full on went into the shop and handed my resume. I’m excited for the response. Sick of waiting for this other bullshit job, hours are better and it’s closer than my old job and my old job was literally 1km away.

I feel like my mum dropped me, not like physically, but she dropped her association with me when I was like 13-14 she kind of gave up on me and just let me run wild in my own brain, with no help or direction on where to go. She didn’t wanna talk to me about anything, she didn’t wanna hear anything from me, she didn’t care how I felt, what was going on at school, she didn’t care about me, or didn’t make it feel like she did, so I got a boyfriend who I became extremely codependent towards. My mum ignored me, for years, and didn’t talk to me unless we got drunk together, for years, I’m talking like 10 years she left me alone, it was awkward to talk to her, it was horrible, I missed a ghost it felt like, I missed her but I didn’t even know her.

Y’all I know I said goodbye but I’m soul tied to this man. I can’t let him go and I’m a freak for holding on still, thats how I feel, the last thing he said to me was how beautiful I am, and how much he loves me, so why is it so fucking horrible. Why does this feel so horrible, I shouldn’t reach out, thats not what I should do. Not anymore, I make myself look like an idiot, and all these thoughts are just so silly to me. But I miss him, and I don’t know if its because he’s my favourite person, or because he’s the only person to ever get that closet me… like he knows me in a way no one else can, I wouldn’t let them anyway…. I landed a job interview with a company I’m really enjoying, I don’t want to go because its a far journey, and its all too new, I just wish I had ‘him to talk to right now. I just wanna talk. It always turns into an argument, I miss him. ha. I do, I miss him, I still see him everywhere, I see him in me, I see him in everyone, and all the songs that are playing are song I was singing when we were together, yang, all that r&b shit, wee belong together by Mariah Carey just started playing, like, fuck off. Am I not tormented enough? I cant see myself with anyone else, and if that means I’m single forever then I’ve accepted that, and I’m okay with that, no one compares to my first love. And I’m not sick and tired anymore, I’m okay with that, I can understand that, and I’m okay. I guess he’s just a character that lives in my head, and thats the only way I can make peace with not being with him. Maybe he doesn’t even exist? Maybe he’s in a happy relationship, maybe I don’t even love him and I’m just in a mood swing, maybe im in love with someone else, maybe I’m in love with someone I can’t be with BECAUSE I can’t be with them, maybe I’m meant to be with someone else. Idk. Because I have loved after him, and some even more intense than my favourite person, but with my FP, I just don’t know….. I’m bound. Not for too much longer now… surely. I am so ready to let this go, soooooo ready. Omg, I still have his ring in my draw I gave him as a promise ring, he got me one swell, I know we were so married, anyways I still have his ring. Idk where it is but I know its hidden somewhere, that ring is my goodbye. I’ve always known it thats why I kept it. Just like I kept my goodbye from him for so long. The ultimate disrespect to myself. I was open for him for this long, my very first love, my first everything, it was 100% a relationship that was more grown than we were, way more grown. we were acting and living like we were so much older than we were. We were pretty locked in. And it was okay with me because I was following in my parents footsteps, young love, the seriousness, all the ugly. I accepted it all, and I loved all of him, for everything he was inside and out. ill always have love stored away somewhere for him, but choppitty chop chop Jesus Christ its HURTINGGGGGG MEEEEEEE. How??! gahh damnnn I’m tryinggg….. why don’t you fucking do it lmaooo, okay okay okay your right. Were gonna do it together girlie, aswell as let go of the anger I have towards my mother, since it all came out at the same time. Ugh, my counsellor told me to be honest tho so I am. I’m so much stronger than this, holding onto all of this bull fucking shit. I don’t need to hold onto anything, at all. The only thing that exist is this moment right now, thats it and thats all. Consciousness feels pretty trippy btw. Idk why I said that, I think I went into the void of the moment, lmao. Its good to not have to think or feel for use a little bit, everything disappears. All my problems leave, all my overthinking.

He kept me in line, and told me off, he guided me, he helped me, he loved me he cared for me. I can do all of that myself. If its really that, that I want. I guess I’m lonely, and he’s the only other person who can cure that for me. I feel a sensation of completeness when I’m talking to him, no matter the topic, or argument. I forgive him, and I let him go, please.

I love all my ex’s lol, not gonna lie, they all made me so crazy for them, all my ex FP’s , LMFAO, no one does it better, I wanna say I miss having a FP but I don’t, except for that one fkn FP that won’t loosen its grip on my mind, I’ve learned to live with him, its peaceful sometimes, but its still a fucking parasite. I’ve also decided I’m not going to take that job with that cool company in the city, its too far, ill keep an eye out for the other job I wrote a whole cover letter for. The universe has given me options and I am so thankful for that. Thank you thank you thank you. For everything, for it all <3 I was trying to whack the weeds out without looking at them in the eye, how rude.

[luimagines]

Hello pinky! (Im the one who sent in that merchant reader and reader is a friend of Wild and a big fan of Time lol) I finally have a clear story in my head and I can finally write and share it with you!

Reader was DEVASTATED

Ever since reader heard about the disappearance of their good friend, link (aka Wild) Reader couldn’t seem to get him off their mind and constantly was in a state of fear and thought of the worst.

“What if he was kidnapped? What if he was killed by monsters? What if he just didn’t wanna live in Hyrule and just left? What if he hurt himself? What if-“

Reader was snapped out of their thoughts by Wild casually saying hello to them while standing in the front of readers shop with men behind him.

“Hello (Name).” Wild said casually.

“Wha- WILD?! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!!” Reader screamed at the top of there lungs and then reader realized that people in town was staring at them including the men behind Wild.

“Wait…are those guys behind you your kidnapper’s??!!” Reader screamed whispered.

One of the boys behind Wild blinked at reader and chuckled quietly, he had Black tattoos all on his face brown hair wore a black fur pelt around his shoulders and was right next to a horse.

“What? No no. Let me explain this to you in the back of the shop please we really need your help anyways.” Wild whispered back.

“What do you mean “we”? Those men in the back who could’ve possibly kidnapped you?!” Reader whispered back as they open the entrance of the counter to let Wild into the back as they begin walking away from the other men.

“No they aren’t my kidnappers..it’s…its kind of a long story.” Wild spoke louder when they got closer to the back of the shop.

“Ok then..” reader pinched wilds cheeks as hard as they can.

“OW! What was that for?” Wild jolted back and held where reader pinched his cheek.

“For going missing for MONTHS and worrying the shit out of Zelda and lots of other people you met on your journey and then coming to ME casually saying hello while they’re sketchy men behind you!” Reader screamed.

“…”

Reader sighed “I’m sorry for the outburst you just worried me a lot..now please tell me where have you been all those months?”

“Alright. Sit back and enjoy this heck of a longggg story (Name).” Wild calmly smiled and started to explain what happened. He explained that the men behind him was the actual heroes of Hyrule like him (Reader didn’t know who Twilight or Warrior was cause they were not in the history book that Zelda gave reader) he also explained that he and the heroes needed my help because reader sells the best supplies for adventures and how portals opened causing him to go missing and this weird lizalfos keeps on trying to fight them, Wild told reader EVERYTHING. And he thought reader would believe him because reader is very gullible most of the time but smart and logical sometimes.

But reader took the smart and logical side of them this time surprisingly.

“Haha. Very funny. Link. Is this one of your pranks? Again?” Reader deadpanned.

“What?! No! Why would I be lying?!” Wild got nervous now.

“Oh yeah lemme just believe the fact your traveling with the actual heros of Hyrule and they named you “Wild”? And who is the hero of twilight and warriors?? Also it makes it even more unreal cause you say you’re traveling with THE hero of time. You know I’m a big fan of him! How could you lie about something like this?!” Reader scoffed

“Cmon (Name) I know this is unreal to you but you have the history book? Right? Cause you know they did sketches of the hero’s in there maybe you can question them and compare the sketch’s to their looks cmonnn I know you haven’t actually gotten a good look at the them!” Wild said.

“…fine.” Reader instantly regretted what they said but knew they couldn’t go back from this and grabbed the history book.

“Come! Let’s go” Wild giggled and dragged reader back to the front of the shop.

To readers surprise the men were touching and examining the supplies.

“HEY! Get your filthy hands off the supplies!” Reader screamed at the boy with a white cape and blue gem on it and the other curly dark brown hair wearing a green, brown and gold outfit? It was hard to describe them.

Both immediately stop touching and apologized.

“Sorry, you just really sell great potions and healing supplies! and beautiful flowers.” The boy with the brown curly said and whispered that last part to himself.

“I’m sorry. Your name is (name) right? You sell good swords here! Where did you get them from?” The boy with the white cape discussed.

“Uh…uh” reader was confused and it fell silent for a few seconds and Wild introduced reader to the men.

“Everyone! This is (Name) the one who I told you about! And they are going to help us!” Wild said excited.

“Hey! What the hell? I didn’t say that! I don’t know who these guys are!!” Reader screamed, scrunching up their face annoyed.

“Oh yeahhh I forgot to mention (Name) has anger issues.” Wild smiled

“HEY!”

“Anyway, guys! Introduce yourselves!” Wild said

A little boy with blonde curly hair jumped “I’ll go first! My name is link but my nickname is Wind or Sailor! But they call me wind mostly- so you can call me Wind! Aka the hero of the Winds!” Wind put on a smug face and pointed at himself.

Reader was shocked and opened the book to the section called “Wind Waker” it had a sketch of the hero and reader compared the looks of the boy to the sketch and was surprised that they looked the same but Wind looked bit older.

This was when reader already started to believe that these were actually hero’s.

“I’ll go next. My name is link also but they call me Sky! So you can call me Sky aka the hero of sky’s! Or chosen hero!” Sky did a similar introduction as wind.

Reader quickly went to the section called “Skyward Sword” and looked at the sketch and compare it to the boy and just as UNexpected they looked the same but Sky looked a bit older.

Reader was gonna pass out. But didn’t.

“Um..hi I guess my name is link and I go by legend..cause people call me legend..I guess..oh yeah aka the hero of legends.” Legend looked away with an annoyed face.

Reader went to ANOTHER section called “Links awakening” as expected..looked the same but legend looked a bit older.

“Hellooo! My name is link as well and you can call me four! Aka the hero of four swords!” Four put on a happy face.

Reader obviously could tell that they didn’t need to flip to the section called “four swords” he looked the same but a different outfit and hairstyle.

“Hi! My name is link and I’m Hyrule the hero of Hyrule is what they call me!” The boy with the brown curly hair that was touching the potions earlier spoke.

Reader flipped to the section called “The Legend of Zelda” examined the looks and sketch.

“Im the hero of warriors and this is the hero of twilight! Both of our names are link but I go by warriors while he goes by twilight.” Warriors said happily. “I can introduce myself. Warriors.” Twilight said and rolled his eyes he was the one that chuckled quietly earlier.

“Um.. I can’t find these two in the book li- I mean..wild.” Reader said already becoming annoyed again.

“Well if they aren’t in the book well that’s your problem.” Wild shrugged

Reader rolled their eyes.

“Alright..your last old man!” Wild smiled.

“Hi (name), I heard about you from Wild including you being a fan of me..anyways my name is link. They call me Time or old man. Aka the hero of time” Time smiled gracefully.

Reader flipped the page as fast as they can and went to the section called “Ocarina of time” and compared the sketch to his looks and they looked the exact same but the time looked older. But being a big fan of him reader KNEW this was him and now believed Wild.

Reader gasped and passed out.

“(Name)? (Name)? (NAME)??” Reader heard a muffled voice woke up laying down on the couch in the back of their shop.

“Link? Link! What happened! Did I pass out? YouknownowthatIthinkaboutitthatisthefirsttimeipassedoutinmylifetime-“ reader paused their rambling.

“I PASSED OUT INFRONT OF- oh god can I meet him again please? Are they still here??!!” Reader kept on rambling.

“Yes yes he is still here (name)” Wild said calmly.

Reader pushed him out the way and apologized to him while running to the front of the shop.

And ran so fast that they opened the front counter and running into twilight.

“OWWWW”

“Ow.”

Reader sat up fast and asked Twilight where Time was.

“Hey hey do you know where Li- I mean time is??” Reader smiled quickly

“Yeah I do. He’s where the instruments are.” Twilight groaned.

“Ah thank you very much!” And reader picked twilight up and let him go thinking that he could stand up again but instead making him fall to the ground.

“Oh forget it! Sorry twilight!” Reader ran off the to the instrument section.

It was quiet over here and reader can here their heart pounding wanting to meet their idol.

It was quiet.

Until reader heard and ocarina play.

Reader followed the sweet calming sound and found the old man playing the blue ocarina.

Reader stayed quiet till the old man stopped his playing and said “I know you’re there (name)”

Reader was hesitant at first but walked towards the man but kept their distance not wanting to make the man uncomfortable.

“H-Hi my name is (name) but I guess you already know that cause you just said it..haha..” reader said awkwardly

A chuckle came from the man and turned around

“You know I never thought I would still be know to the kingdom and have fans.” Time said calmly.

“Well I am a fan..cause you’re super cool..” reader said awkwardly wanting punch themselves mental for saying that.

“Well it is nice to meet you name.” Time stook out his hand for a handshake.

“It is nice to meet you to Mr. Time!!” Reader grabbed the hand gently and shook it.

“Um..so can I get a picture with you..?”

“HAHA..of course!”

The ending was kind of lazy but eh I’m just hoping you like it 🫶

XD

AWW that was cute! Thank you so much!

This is going up on the masterlist for sure. :D

Just look for it under the link titled "Anon submitted stories"... Or something like that.

Time is so nice. Wild is a menace (to be expected) and poor Twi. He can't catch a break, can he?

[whumpitisthen]

If you take requests, could you do tiny whumpee with creepy whumper prompts?

Of course i can! It's my specialty :3 both tiny whump and creepy whumpers but i feel like it has to be obvious by now

we love tiny whump here yes we do

Creepy whumper tiny whump prompts ✨

"You're so little! I could crush your skull with my pinky..."

"Scream louder, would you? I can't hear you from down there."

"One more mistake and I'm introducing you to my cat."

"Meet my pet tarantula! Oh, would you look at that - it's dinner time! Have fun you two!"

"It would be so easy to break those fragile little wings you have. How have you kept them safe all this time? A breath could bend them."

"Careful now, or I might just become bored and hang you out the window again. And who knows what wild animals will notice you this time.

"Oh, I've got a fun game! It's called 'Let's see how many things I can stack on top of you before you go splat'. You'll love it!"

"Oh look what you've done now. What a mess. Who knew so much blood could fit in such a small body?"

"Are you like a lizard? If I cut your limbs off, will they grow back? 'No'? Well, have you ever tried?"

"You know, I remember a very long time ago in kindergarten, whenever we found a lady bug, we would always tear the poor thing's wings out so it couldn't fly away. This little escape attempt reminded me of that."

"Hold this for me, would you? Aw, come on! It's just a pen! What good is an assistant if they can’t even hold a pen right?"

"I love feeling your little tummy. Your breathing is so quick, like a bunny's. And so easy to squeeze it out of you."

"I've got a leaking problem in the bathroom, so I thought we could use that for a little fun. This cup is not big enough to catch all the water, but it's big enough to fit you in. It's gonna be like a little escape room! If you don't drink enough of the water or find a way to remove the weight tied to you, you'll drown. High stakes, more fun, right?"

"Oh, that is just adorable. Don't run so fast, I can barely keep up!"

"I know you're in this room, and when I find you, you are spending the rest of your life in the oven."

“Silly thing, you can’t eat meat! You’re prey. Prey doesn’t get to taste blood.”

“Here you go. That should be enough for like, a week, maybe two. What? What’s with the face? You’re small, you’ll live on crumbs.”

“Hey, wanna help me count my teeth? Aaaaah...”

“Your friends are coming for you? Oh, I am shaking in my boots. What are your friends gonna do, tickle me? Hm, I really hope they’re on their way now. I can’t wait to meet them. I can show you how little effort it takes to pop their little heads off their little shoulders.”

And another post with more prompts, less dialogue. In case you need more tiny pain in your life :) And also in case dialogue is not really what you were expecting, I kinda just felt like being very self-indulgent and talking through my writing again but if you’d like more feel free to threaten my family for it

That sounded mean, I don’t mean it like that, please don’t be afraid to send asks!!

[binniesthighs]

cherry knot | reader x ryujin

a/n: you may be thinking to yourself, ro! a gg fic?? how unlike you!! well, boy do i have news for you 😂 truthfully, i’ve always been toying with the idea of writing a lil somethin’ (esp for ryujin god i love her) so i thought why not! if this isn’t your cup of tea, that’s totally okay <3 those who do read, thank you so much for reading and i hope that ya like it hehe and let me know what you think of it! :D (thank you @dom--minnie​ for enabling me too ;) 

cherry knot | reader x ryujin 

🍒 Pairing: self insert, female reader x shin ryujin 

🍒 Genre: fluff n’ a lil bit suggestive 

🍒 Tags: friends to lovers, high school au (everyone depicted is 18+), all girls school au, high school crush!ryujin, shy!reader, confession of feelings, that good, good makin’ out, ryujin being flirty and smug as hell bc i love her, yeah this is just me gushing about shin ryujin, ro trying new things on the blog :) 

🍒 Word count: 2.9k 

🍒 CWs: mentions of food and eating reader included

The grass felt sticky and uncomfortable under your crossed legs, and when you swiped your hand against the skin, you could feel the indentation from the blades. Your knee-high socks felt itchy too; everything felt itchy. Even the cotton of your shirt felt like it was suffocating, and the bow tied around your neck which hung loosely should have hung even looser. 

To distract yourself, you plucked up the blades of green and tied them into knots absentmindedly. It was easier to pay attention to your idle hands compared to paying attention to her. 

Could she even tell that you were looking? Could she see out of the corner of her eye when she threw her cotton-candy pink hair behind her ear? Could she tell that you watched as she gulped down the lemonade and caught a glance at the peachy fuzz of her neck exposed by her collar? 

Stop looking. Stop looking. 

Your other friends tied up their hair in clips and with lazy hair ties to free their sweating necks from the sun. No matter the sweltering heat, it was always tradition for your picnic just before the summer vacation. One of them had brought a cake and each of the girls attacked it viciously with small forks and smeared bits of frosting on each other’s noses. 

“Come here!! You’re next!!” They beamed while launching themselves in your direction to dot your nose with the white cream. 

A flurry of high pitched giggles peeled out from each of you once another frosting victim had been dubbed. Your cheeks felt furiously hot knowing that she was looking; and that she was laughing along with the rest of them. 

“Awwww cute.” She adored with a smile that turned her dimples into whiskers on her cheeks. 

You quickly wiped it off with a handkerchief that settled into your damp hand.  

She’s looking, she’s looking…

The other girls pranced around the checkered picnic blanket in their white socks--undoubtedly painting them with green that their mothers would scold them for later. Their careless steps made a mess of the food wrappers and canvas backpacks that held down the corners of the thin fabric. The joyous cheers of the girls seemed to harmonize with the song of the cicadas in the trees; both sounds reminded you of the coming of the summer and the humid weather that makes the air dense. 

One of the girls brought out her phone and played loudly from it one of her favorite songs which she knew every word too, regardless of the fact that her tone was far from the singer’s. 

You and your friends never cared much for how others would view you. Even at school when you would march through the hallways arm-and-arm, others would stare at the way that none of you batted an eye at those who would glare. 

They were just jealous was all. 

“Be careful!!” You found yourself scolding, “What if you fall running around like that?” 

In response, your friends promptly stuck out their tongues in your general direction. 

“Don’t worry about it,” Ryujin coolly popped another cherry into her mouth from the bowl by her crossed legs. “If they fall, let them! It's funnier that way.” 

She threw a wink right at you, which you almost didn’t catch because you had quickly averted your eyes to become much more interested in the tiny tea-cakes. 

“You’re always worrying Y/n! Its summer!”

“I-I do not.” 

Ryujin chuckled in that way that always made you feel like your heart was just about ready to leap out of your chest. 

“Lighten up! Come on!” 

Before you could process it all, your friend patted down the wrinkles in her skirt and threw off her shoes. She rose, and neared your corner of the blanket with hands outstretched. 

“Stop worrying about things or if people are watching!” She scolded you with a cute and tiny pout, “Get up!” Ryujin wriggled her hands with emphasis to show you that you could take hold of them. 

“W-what…?” 

The other girls giggled on, hardly even noticing the two of you over their singing. 

You grabbed onto her hands, already loathing how damp your own felt against hers out of your own nervousness. She still held onto you tightly, saying nothing of them and helped you to your feet. Immediately she brightened once you played along and started to swing your arms in tune with the song. Your friend lip synced to the rap part and you felt just about ready to swoon from how cool she looked saying the words with ease. 

“Dance with me!! Don’t pay attention to people walking by or anything like that!” 

Ryunjin led you by the hand to the patch of grass with little white and pink flowers laced into it. You really did try to pay attention to dancing, but everything else seemed to be distracting even when you tried hard enough. She brought your hand up higher to spin her, and when she twisted, everything seemed to happen in slow motion: the billow of her plaid shirt, her rosy-pink hair which swiped just at her shoulders, even the way that the sunset melted behind her into swirls of sunburst yellow and vibrant orange. It was like she was all a part of it. 

“Your turn!” She said, twisting you too. 

You didn’t realize that you would have been as dizzied by it as you were, but when you lost your footing, she was just as quick to help you with her hands carefully grasped onto your shoulders. 

“You okay?” Ryujin asked, out of breath, but still genuine. 

“I’m fine!” 

Your knees wobbled with barely any strength to them, but you mustered every bit of confidence that you had to keep being this close to her. You surprised yourself when you reached back for her hands to continue swinging them between you. 

The other girls collapsed back onto the blanket in a pile of shallow exhales and airy laughs that they exchanged between them. 

“No more dancing, I-I can’t do any more…” One of them announced while leaning against the shoulder of another one of your friends. 

“I forgot! I brought this!!” One of your friends with pigtail braids dove deeply into her backpack and pulled out nearly all of the contents before finding the small cube-case which was decorated with an obscene amount of keychains. “My camera! We have to take some pictures so that we can remember this!” 

The other girls squealed in agreement and ganged up on her to fit into the frame of the white Polaroid camera that she had also splattered with stickers. 

“Here, I wanna show you something.” Ryujin drew your attention back to the blanket where she settled back down with her own bag draped over her legs. 

“What is it?” 

“Ryujinnie! I wanna take your picture too! Your pink hair is so pretty…” One of your friends cooed with a sad downturn to her lips, “I hope that you never change it.” 

“Hmm, I don’t know. We’ll see. My cousin has been saying that she wants to see what I would look like blonde these days.” 

The small talk didn’t concern you too much, you were more concerned with what it was that your friend had to show you. 

“I’m going on a trip with my cousins soon so we’ll see what happens.” 

Your friend sighed, and skipped over the mess of the blanket to pull Ryujin by the wrist to the walkway a little farther off. “You’d look so cute over here!” 

She pardoned her, and stumbled after the eager girl to let her take a Polaroid of her. Even from far away, you could still hear the two of them admire the picture with happy little expressions of “ah! I told you that it would look good!” 

The two girls returned, and you began to worry if your friend even remembered what she had said in the first place. 

What is it? What does she want to show me? 

“Shoot!!” Another one of your friends huffed out while looking at her phone, “I forgot that I have to tutor the middle schoolers today!! I’m late!!” 

The girls went to action in a mere matter of seconds sweeping up the picnic assortment and shoving the leftovers into their backpacks. 

You helped them and tried to look over to your other friend who didn’t return your glances. Perhaps she really had forgotten. 

You let your imagination run wild for just a few moments, although the more that you did, the more it all just seemed preposterous. Maybe it was a confession letter, maybe she had written for you one of those poems like she had liked to do, maybe she had rather wanted to talk to you about something...say something that you wanted to say back…

“I’m going to stick around.” Ryunjin said suddenly with her hands on her hips. “Y/n, you’re welcome to stay too if you want. We don’t exactly have to go home yet since the sun’s still up.” 

Your friends looked to you for your answer, to which you stammered out an, “O-okay…” The best that you could. 

“See you later!!” They called after with their shoes only half-slid onto their feet. 

You waved them off, but the farther that they walked away, the more the realization started to hit you that you were alone with her. The sound of your heartbeat echoed in your ears, and you calmed it trying to think about anything else but the fact that now her attention was truly undivided upon you. 

“You said that you wanted to show me something?” 

Your friend nodded, and patted the grass beside her for you to join her. She gathered up the small bundle of cherries left behind and positioned them into her lap. 

“I learned this trick a little bit ago and I wanted to show you!” 

“A trick?” 

She nodded, and plucked from one of the crimson berries a stem which she put directly into her mouth. 

“What are you doing?!” On the surface, it didn’t seem like the most sanitary thing to do. 

Ryunjin stifled a laugh and lightly hit you on the arm to chastise you. “Just wait a minute!” 

You watched in your confusion as her face contorted a little, and her eyebrows twisted like she was thinking. Her cheeks puffed a little too, and you could tell that she was doing something with it in her mouth--it was only then when you realized that you had been intensely observing her mouth. 

In your embarrassment you threw your eyes in the other direction, but it was no use one you heard her start to giggle at how flustered you had become. 

“It’s okay, you’re supposed to look.” She assured you. 

“What-what is it?” 

“Annnnd done!” Your friend proclaimed proudly and you struggled to meet her again without feeling like your whole face and the tips of your ears were burning up. 

Right on the pink of her tongue she had tied the stem into a tiny knot which she displayed proudly. 

“You...did that with your tongue?” 

“Mm-hm!” 

Your hands reduced back to their clammy state, and they found the grass between your own folded legs to find something to do. 

“That's...that’s pretty cool…” 

“I know right?!” 

Back came your friend's little dimples, and this time your chest started to feel like it was swelling with heat. 

Stop looking, stop looking…

“I can teach you how to do it some day if you’d like.” Ryujin’s tone dropped lower, and more serious in the way that some had thought to be intimidating. To you, there was nothing more that could make you feel the beat of your own heart more obviously. 

“Teach me? How??” 

The question felt like a butterfly in your lips, fluttering and ticklish, light and uncertain. You met her eyes the best you could; even though you knew that there was nothing about her that you didn’t already know, or that was threatening. 

Your friend tilted her head, inspecting you and the way that you could barely keep your glance away from her lips--stained just a little red from the cherries--then smiled. 

“W-what? What is it? Why are you smiling?” 

She sighed, and craned forward on one of her hands in the grass, bridging the distance between the two of you to caress down the side of your face, all the way to your jaw with the back of her fingers. 

“You’re just too cute.” 

“Hm?” Your chest threw itself up and down, and you could thinly feel the breath that tried to fill your lungs when she was this close. 

“I just can’t handle it any more.” 

“Me?” 

Ryunjin nodded, softening her eyes until they were nearly closed, and rid the two of you of all space, leaning over just so you could feel the weight of her chest nearly pressing into yours. At first, she placed the lightest of kisses into you, so light that it barely brushed against your lips, but merely imprinted upon them. She leaned back, leaving you with the ghost of a feeling of her upon you. It felt a bit unfair how fleeting it was, and how she looked at you like that: smug as ever, but as blissful as she always was. 

Your breaths tried to make sense of it all, if it had just happened, and what to think of it. As quick as it was, all you could want was to feel it again. 

“Ryu--” 

She cradled both sides of your face in hers, leaning in with more fervor and parting your lips with hers, leaving you to squeak from the sudden movement. You couldn’t figure out how to kiss back at first, or if you should hold her too. Your head felt like it was spinning in circles from your disbelief when you could taste the tiny tang of the sweet and sour cherries which lingered on her lips. She rubbed her thumbs into your cheeks, and angled you better to let her growing smile paint your own mouth from corner to corner. 

At last, you were able to find a rhythm which suited you, and you kissed her right back. She giggled at your stroke of confidence and the vibrations made your whole body tingle. Your feet had surely fallen asleep where you had folded them beside you, but the numb feeling of them dissolved once her hands fell to your shoulder where she held to you tightly. The pressure from the tips of her fingers made you shiver, and you too smoothed down the pink shine of her hair. 

The warm and ticklish feeling of her tongue grazed your lower lip where she changed her approach and deepened her kiss. The heat of tongues finally met in the middle testing and learning more of the other the closer that you became, and tiny airy gasps got stuck between both of your curiosity. In your lap, her hands found yours and they laced together and held tight; each digit wrapping the other and becoming one with the eagerness of her thumb rubbing little circles into the squishy parts of your hand. 

After the heat of your passion started to melt, you found yourself hiding your giddy laughter the best you could once she started to peck at your lips over and over until you felt like she had kissed you so close to the brim that you would overflow. 

“I said that you’re cute and I mean it!” She snuck the phrase in between a couple more kisses, eliciting you to fold up in your giddy embarrassment from the compliment. 

Ryunjin pulled away, and popped another cherry into her mouth from the bundle, then threw her arms around your shoulders. You simply let your hands rest in her lap covered by the plaid of her skirt; shaking from the release of the endorphins and the adrenaline. 

“Ryujin...I wanted to tell you that I’ve had a crush on you for a...really long time…” You shied, but she brought your chin back to look at her directly. 

“Good. Me too.” 

You couldn’t even process the combination of her words for them to make sense. White noise filled your ears, even though it should have been obvious from the way that she had kissed you like that. 

“Oh! Here. I wanted to give this to you too. Something to remember me by.” 

She reached for her bag, and pulled out a white-out pen from the front pocket. The Polaroid had faded into its full color, and she focused with her tongue peeking from her mouth as she wrote the message: 

see you soon <3 

- ryujinnie 

Over her head in the picture, she doodled a few hearts, then she blew on the ink to dry it. 

“For you!” 

You took the picture with your hands still thoroughly shaking, and all you could utter was a “thanks” while you took in your friend looking as gorgeous as she always was. You knew then that you would treasure the image forever, and the day which it was taken. 

“Who knows,” Ryujin started, and let her head fall to your shoulder where she nuzzled in, “This might be the last that you’ll see of my pink hair too.” 

You turned the picture over, already sensing how it made your heart feel like it was aching sticky and sweet, just like the cherries. 

~🌹~

Bunch of (Ro)ses! 

@minaamhh @dazzlehoseok @synnocence @jjewibeans @hyunsluvv @unexceptional-h @bobawithchaitea @lechanters @sailorhyunjinz @silencefavarchive @lunarskzzz  @yourdaddychan @bubblelixie @spnobsessedmemes @cherrychngkyn @iwanttobangchan @dom--minnie @waterthemoon @pastelracha @mistakensilence @hotgorloikawa @bowlofblueberries @lmhmins @eunaeiekim 

[keiarchived]

Freshman Year

stoner!Atsumu x f!innocent!reader x stoner!Suna ft stoner!Osamu

warnings: Drug (weed), gangbang, oral (giving), anal, dubcon, fucking whilst high, university!au, sex tape, cockwarming, corruption kink, sleepy writing

words: 1.8k

To say you were inexperienced, naive and artless, they weren’t wrong. You���re the last person who would cheat on their essay and cause yet another headache to your lecturer. You’re the classic ‘goodie two shoes’ as Atsumu calls you, the same couldn’t be said about both Miya twins and Suna, however.

They are anything but good.

You should’ve listened to those whispers of warnings and rumours that made their way around the campus, how they’re the last people you’d want to get involved with despite their popularity among students. You either love them or hate them, there’s no in-between with valid reasons.

You don’t belong in their world, you know that. But it doesn’t stop Suna from wanting to strip the innocent of you. Maybe it's the way you smiled nervously at him or maybe the glare you gave Atsumu whenever he made those snarky comments, but one thing for sure is that he wants to show you what you’ve been missing.

“Suna...” It almost came out as a whine whilst your head fell back against his shoulder, dark iris swallowing those rings of colours whilst your lips parted delicately with a cute pout. “Hmm? What’s wrong?” He coo, arm resting snuggly and comfortably around your waist as he pulls you even closer to press a kiss on your temple. Chilling at the Miya’s with Suna and his friends has become a regular thing ever since your first proper encounter with him at the party, where your friend ditched you for another guy. Perhaps you should’ve seen through him before accepting his offer to keep your company that night, maybe then you could’ve avoided whatever this is between you and Suna. But would you’ve pushed him away if given the chance?

“Wan’ more...” You whimpered, earning a chuckle from the man as he peppered your cheeks with few more playful kisses before pulling away. “What do you want, princess? C’mon, use your words” Suna love to see it when you’re desperate like this in his arms, staring up at him with those bleary eyes, cheeks flustered and small hands trembling as you grasp at his jacket with wants. “Mmn... smoke... wan’ more of smoke...” You slurred between each hitched breath of yours, feeling a few pairs of eyes glued onto the both of you as Suna leaned closer after taking a drag of his blunt before letting the heavy white smoke slips past your plump lips like weightless velvet. Oh, if only you knew how alluring you are when taking every ounce of the fumes from him greedily. Close enough for both of your lips to slot together, but far away enough for a grin to tug at his lips before pulling away. “Still not used to taking it on your own hm?” Or maybe you just adore these tingles dancing against your skin every time Suna shotguns it to you, as if he’s feeding you his essence in the most sexual way possible.

“Ya babying her too much, Suna. Gonna end up spoiling her.” Atsumu wasn’t wrong, ever since his friend introduced you to an unfamiliar world of ecstasy, he has you wrapped around his fingers like a puppy on a leash. “Why not, jealous Tsumu?” You could barely listen to their conversation as a giggle slipped past your lips, Suna could still remember the time you took your first hit. Trying to copy him only for those bitter smoke tickles your throat, making you cough with tears swelling from your eyes. It was cute though, he praised you for being a good girl, done so well on your first try as he wiped away those tears before wrapping those legs around your waist to give you the fucking of your life and the rest was history.

It was Suna who got you addicted to... him.

“You bet, how come she’s always hanging off your arm when you guys aren’t even together?” Astumu scoffed as shifts from his seat, watching from the opposite sofa with a frown over his defined features. It is unfair really, how you’ve chosen Suna over anyone else. Atsumu would love to slips his arms around you once in a while too, playing with those pretty lips of yours whilst you get drunk of him instead.

Despite no strings attached between you and Suna, shaking your head no as soon as he mumbles softly under his breath, beckoning you to go sit with Atsumu but no — you didn’t want to. “Nnu...Wanna stay...” Instead, your grip tightens on the fabric of his jacket, snuggling further into him until your head is buried at the crook of his neck.

If only you’re sober enough to see the faint but taunting smug smile Suna have stretched across his lips as he shrugged at his friend, guiding you to sit properly on his lap instead with your back facing Atsumu. “Better luck next time.”

God knows how long you’ve been sitting like this, legs folded on either side of Suna’s lap as you rest against his broad shoulder. Pins and needles crawl up your numb legs, shifting with an uncomfortable whine. To think Suna would waste a perfect opportunity like this, you’d be wrong, especially when all if most of his companions are high off their heads to even notice what the two of you’re about to do. “Baby, want my cock?” Suna isn’t subtle about it either, bulge poking at your clothed core. The mention of his cock was enough to have your clouded mind runs wild, grinding against his clothes erection with an eager nod. This wouldn’t be the first time you’ve cockwarm Suna in front of other souls like this, Tsumu would shuffle towards the both of your and join in occasionally. Shotgunning you with his own blunt whilst lazily as he jerks off to your moans and tangle bodies. “What happened to the sweet innocent princess we knew?

As the time you spend with Suna and the Miya twins grew, so did your confidence. Becoming more familiar with the substance than you originally were, however. It was naive of you to think you could do this properly on your own without Suna here to keep you out of trouble because you’re a big girl who knows how to take care of herself. But instead, you have taken a pretty big hit, blame Atsumu. It was his idea to lower the amount of tobacco this time around, instead of feeling the familiar high you have with Suna; this is something way stronger.

How did you end up atop of Tsumu with his cock buried deep inside your dripping cunt, you have no idea. Only remembering fragments of things he had said to you prior to this, “Suna aren’t here is he? Shame. Let me be Suna tonight for ya, baby. Ride me inside, bet I could treat ya better than ‘im, c’mon baby, don’t be shy. It’s not like he’s ya boyfrien’ or anythin’.” That’s all you could remember before a snap of Atsumu’s hips snapped you out of your thought, drawing a meal from your lips. “C’mon, baby. Don’t hide that pretty voice from me now.”

Atsumu’s little plan would’ve been a success if it wasn’t for Osamu, consider it payback. Call him selfish if you want, but seeing his twin brother knocking the breath out of your lungs sparks his jealousy. Sure he could’ve joined in easily but what’s the fun in that?

Suna has been stood by the door for a while now, watching as you desperately bounces on Atsumu’s cock and moaning his name between each of those sloppy kisses. But still, that stoic face remained unbothered, maybe a twitch here and there but nothing major, the completely opposite of what Samu thought he would do. After all, despite Suna saying he doesn’t care nor does he wants you, everyone knows how much he cares for you enough to keep you around for as long as he has. Instead, Suna approached the two of you. Yanking your head up those sweaty locks of yours whilst you could barely register the shift in his eyes, “You knew this was gonna happen didn’t you? Just wanted an excuse to fuck Tsumu.”

He wasn’t wrong, both Miya twins shares the same face and it is hared to ignore their handsome features after all.

Osamu was dumbfounded when Suna positioned himself behind you instead, not only did he not have a good go at Tsumu but at the end decide to join too before prepping your rear end the best way he can before inching in, frowning as he does. “Fuck... just as I expected. You’re so fucking, right baby”

Neither one of them paid attention to Samu before Suna caught him palming at his jeans, only then did he come closer with his cock freed with one hand whilst the other holding a phone and hit record. You should see the way your lips parts whenever you’re close or the complete fucked our expression that suits you so well, no worries though; Samu will keep a good record seeing as how well you take all three of them together with Samu’s cock lodge deeply down your throat, stuffing you full with all ends.

At least this time you are not the only one who’s slurring nonsense as you came, Tsumu was the first one to pump you full of his cum first then it was Samu and lastly Suna. Showering you in praises and kisses before the younger Miya twin decides to take up the aftercare duty upon himself since Tsumu has already blacked out and Suna doesn’t look that far off either with the remaining blunt in his hand.

Samu is the gentlest of them all, washing you carefully as though you’re a glass doll. Having you put on one of his shirts and setting you on the kitchen counter whilst he cooks, earning small nods and hums from you whenever he asks you a question. Samu’s surprise you even managed to hold yourself this well before finally crashing against his shoulder, it was a struggle to get you to eat some food and drink some water but he did anyway.

Only for Suna to snatch you away again with a wave of his hand and a pat on his lap, you practically scrambled out from Samu’s arms and into Suna’s chest. Snuggling comfortably against him with a content smile on your face.

At the end of the day, you are Suna’s precious little princess. He’s the one who shown how to roll a joint, how to smoke from a bong and be a little rebellious. The Miyas twins could hook up with you as many times as they want, but he knows you’d be running back to him as soon as it is over.

Tag list: @m-mortimer @selfishwitch @sleepyrintaro @cxnicalsweetheart

[prof-peach]

Hi professor!

(ooc)Wanted to say that I’ve been wanting to do a blog similar to this for a long time but I’ve never really gotten around to do this and have kinda been a bit nervous to make one. Now though, I’m in the works of planning things out and setting one up thanks to you and this blog (not a professor blog but still). You’ve been a big inspiration to me and I wanna thank you!

In the meantime though, I did want to ask, what’s your thoughts on Pokémon evolutions that happen while trading? It doesn’t seem natural to me and it does kind of confuse me a bit on how it could work like that.

I'm going to step out of Professor shoes and be a little ooc here to think about this is a broader sense, and explain how i look at them. From there you're welcome to elaborate, ignore, or use that as a basis for your own thoughts on it. Evolution via trade is just an evolution triggered by a large life change. This trigger is adaptable and poses as different thing, be it like the Anime, where we see a pokemon evolve to protect its trainer, or change forms to win an important battle, or impress a mate. Unlike games, we see this happen mid-scenario, not after gaining exp from a win or use of skill. This leads me to believe it’s the emotional state of the Pokemon that’s the true catalyst here.

In the wild, at least on this blog, I like to think of it like this:

Machamp who rule their pod, and look after their fellow machops and machokes will grow old, they eventually come to a point where a new leader must be selected. Their fellow pokemon will show their skills, and the chosen winner to take over the group will receive the dying machamp’s belt. That belt being handed over is enough to evolve the Pokemon, and for them to take their place as the new leader, with their new improved stats.

Onix tunnelling along underground may accidentally stray into a vein of the same rare metal that we produce metal coats with, enough of that metal will trigger their evolution. They may actively search for it, or it could be an accident.

Alakazam outsmart each other for fun, if they get smart enough, they too could just evolve out of accumulative experience.

A Pokemon risking itself to protect its family, trainer, or friends, can use its energy stores up (if they have enough of course) and force the evolution. If we see Pokemon rejecting and deciding not to evolve even without stones and items, then the theory stands that they can suddenly decide to tap into that power.

I believe in general there are a multitude of ways for Pokemon to evolve, not just the set in stone (pun sort of intended) ways we see in the games. For example, eevee. It’s evolutions are triggered by location. Flareon live in hotter climates, and flock to volcanoes, hot grassy plains, sweltering jungles, and even hot springs in some areas. They bring their young. Their young then evolve too eventually, through time spent in the area. No stones involved. You could argue there’s Firestone’s in the area perhaps, a vein underground? Sure. Maybe? But there also might not be.

Do we also ask the same questions of friendship evolutions? How do you measure that? What’s the unit for friendship? Feels to me like another evolution through life experiences, not all that different from a trade (leaving one trainer to join another, a pretty big event for anyone) if you ask me. It’s just like...I don’t know, it feels like a lot of evolutions are aided by items, are more successful with items, or would be a sure fire way to achieve it, but quietly, subtly, all Pokemon must gain exp and skills through simply living. For doing regular normal stuff day in day out. After a while, that energy equates to the stones, or the trade, or the item, and the Pokemon evolves without any fancy method.

Humans and trainers figured out how to speed run growing battle-ready Pokemon partners, to win money, stay safe, become famous, even commit crimes. We say Pokemon in the wild handling items or doing tasks and they just happened to come into contact with the right thing, and evolved. We now mass produce held items to aid this. Could argue there’s a strong financial reason for the lack of talk about ambient evolution as discussed above.

Gotta remember too, these were marketed video games, meant to be sold and to make money. The games would implement mechanics like evo-trades, to bring excitement to kids who had only one of the games as a kid, to get them to trade with other people who might be able to help them get those elusive evolutions for the games completion. Back then they developed this evo-via trade methods to encourage social gaming in children, amongst other things. It was widely thought of as a bit of a gimmick from what i've gathered. For this reason I’m a little flexible with the mechanic as a whole, it feels like a neat thing for kids to discover when trading Pokemon back when it was first brought in, Googling answers wasn’t so much of an option, you use to have to get a guide book, or ask someone who knew how. On average kids had to find out either by chance, or by word of mouth. It made people want to interact. Don’t we all have memories of our fav evo trade finally being ours when playing? It’s a great bit, people enjoyed it.

Take what you will from this, I got a little too into it, I think a lot about these things, but never have a reason to write it down....or try to haha! I'm glad you got going with your own blog, it's really nice to see so many people give it a go. We can all do with more content, and why not make what we want in the pokemon world right? its a lot of fun, creative, and can bring joy to others too. I see no down side.

[sugar-petals]

#Scream For Me (m)

↳ PAIRING. sub!hyunjin x domme!reader

↳ SUMMARY. It’s his first time. You’re in charge. He lets loose. 

↳ WORDS. 3k

warnings ⚠️ spit play, fingering, blindfolds, ribbon bondage, handjobs, casual domination, oral (f receives), slow dick riding, as you can tell by the title he’s very loud, sloppy sex, choking, aftercare

♡ NOTE ➝ surprise surprise, writing for stray kids today! vocal hyunjin is domme candy👌

“I’ll be very gentle,” you hook two fingers down the hem of his jeans. Hyunjin quickly nods: Both your attention lies on just how much his pants are bulging out already. As long as you stay focussed, surely this will be a calm first time for him— Well, we’ll see about that. In fact, if you already knew what is slumbering inside of him? You’d get fucking ready.

“Can I please touch you as well?”

He’s fumbling at your thighs, your dress, and you can feel his nervousness in the fingertips already.

“You can. But first— Mommy unwraps her present. You know how it goes.“

And it’s a big present, I’m telling you. So big, you have a hard time smoothly unzipping him in one go. And since his hips won’t hold still — God is he sensitive to touching, but hey, what’s not to like — undressing him takes some real maneuvering. It’s not easy to whip a 300 feet yacht out of some average harbor. 

“Do you like it?” 

“Uh-huh. Something I can work with right there.”

A bit of lube distributed in both hands, a deep breath, now you’re good to go. You give it a few pumps to accommodate Hyunjin to your touch. As expected: He’s not very stoic about it. Even though he’s fully reclined on your bed, and it couldn’t be any cozier, he bucks up.

“Ah!“

“Don’t worry. Just teasin’. Here,” you give him access to your dress by lifting it past your hip. His left hand finds its way past your underwear pretty fast. Guess who’s relieved by a distraction from his spike in arousal. Now that you think about it, he might like some casual handjobs in the daytime or while driving. During cuddles, maybe. 

How not to touch him all day. He’s all big and girthy, he reacts well. Your fingers fits perfectly around him, too. Hyunjin’s nice as fuck to hold and stroke. Not to mention lightning fast when it comes to reciprocating. He’s shy about a lot of things, and that’s because of having few experience, but not about being mutual. Green flag.

“So wet...”

“Just for you. Go ahead, take a dip.“

Hyunjin definitely looks like he’s having the time of his life just fingering you. Freestyle, no rules, no strategies. He delights in just pleasing you at every angle. Fuck, his hands are so nice. At one point, you resort to ripping off your panties altogether. Easier access. He gets even harder in your palm.

“Is that good?”

“That’s good, babe. Keep on circling.”

Those lips probably make for an even more unruly type of stimulation between your legs. If they’re only half as lawless, Jesus you’ll be spiralling already. They’re so nice and plump. Big cock, big lips, is there some sort of correlation? Anyway. Hyunjin feels like the type to eat pussy obsessively, so. But you think you have to be careful introducing him to it. Knowing him, he’d straight up suffocate himself on first try. Hwang Hyunjin, death by pussy.

“Can I try it with my lips as well, please?“

Fate has its way of doing things, huh. And he knows you’ve been looking at his lips, doesn’t he.

“I’ll only let you kiss and suck until I count to thirty. Wait, let me get on my back.”

“Okay!”

Switching spots lets you feel the warmth where Hyunjin just led his back. He doesn’t waste much time. One blink and he props up his lips at your entrance, waiting for instructions. Well shit.

“Keep it shallow,” you get a fistful of his hair. “Kiss, kiss. Like that. Move it just an inch upward. Don’t touch your cock, I still wanna ride it later. Lay flat on the bed. Put your hands around my thighs. 29, 28...“

At that prospect, he becomes even more obedient. His tongue doesn’t do a bad job at all. Oh wonder, he breathes just fine. First time eating you out: You get the impression that this guy has some serious talent there.

“Tastes really good. It’s all bubbly,“ Hyunjin smiles bright from ear to ear. You’ve just stopped counting by now.

“Ugh, fuck it. Just eat, eat.”

That goes on for almost five minutes, in fact. He licks and services you perfectly. That his lips feel ten times more sensual than they already look has your breath going much shorter and your grip in his hair much tighter. So much about making assumptions. And it makes sense, not having his cock stimulated has Hyunjin cooling down a little. Suspiciously so. 

When you were stroking him off, he’d go wild right along. Conclusion: Handjobs and Hyunjin are like pressing a red button. Eating pussy: Chill area. Noted. Complete slobbery wetness: Also noted. You wonder what that’s good for.

“Hyunjin, should we go for it now? I want you inside me. You’ll slip right in so nicely. I’ll take good care of you, you don’t have to be nervous.“

“Can we kiss while we do it?”

Nothing you’d love more. You lay Hyunjin just where he started out, get a soft black ribbon from the nightstand. As promised, you tie his arms above his head, not too tightly or anything. A simple bow tie keeps the whole thing together, making it easy to open. The loose ends dangle at the sides of his wrists, teasing his skin. Goosebumps. It all makes for a nice view of his arms, and his head is brought a little forward, it’s perfect to kiss. He’s practically on the verge of kissing without you moving your lips close to his.

Starting with a little peck on the forehead and nose, you make sure he feels well in his position and get a second black ribbon to tie his eyes. A bit tighter, just so it won’t come off when his head moves. The knot you place on the right side rather than the back of the head, it’d be uncomfortable against the pillow he’s rested on. Hyunjin gets more and more excited.

“I want you to just feel. Do you want me to start?”

 “Yes—,” he says. “And, do it slowly. I don’t want you to hurt yourself also.“

He’s so sweet. And he knows his dick is kinda massive. Too many first times ruined because of that. 

“Extra slow, Hyunjin. I’ll make this feel really great for us. Come, kiss me.”

Your tongues connect just when you get hold of him with your right hand. The touch has Hyunjin groaning into the kiss—

Pretty fucking strongly.

There he goes again. Your fingers, red button, the whole shebang. Little did you know he’d start whining even more the second you line him up between your pussy lips, and move his tip around a bit. Just to say hi to your clit, and to give yourself a good feel of what’s going in first. Hyunjin is literally falling apart below you already. He can barely keep it in. 

And you can’t keep it out: Finally, you point his cock tip between your labia, and his saliva is just perfect to help you glide it past the entrance. Hyunjin’s kisses are getting hungry and desperate, and even louder, with heavy breaths along the way. 

“Jesus Christ,” he’ll catch you mumbling, and you can feel his dick throbbing. “Let me hear you!”

“You’re squeezing me! Oh shit, shit!”

Looks like someone’s very passionate to say the least. It didn’t stop with the handjob, then. Any kind of contact with his dick is having Hyunjin’s voice do somersaults. Guess why he’s walking around so noisily all day when he’s just walking and his pants do their thing like, giving him a good rub even if it’s just lightly on the surface.

With reactions like that, Hyunjin’s dick is well inside of you without any further ado. Boyfriend moaning, pussy open. While you’re enjoying the feel of being completely full with him, and imagine how deep his spit is being thrust inside you — oh god, yes — Hyunjin seems to have his own imaginations. The blindfold was both a good and a bad idea. He can’t anticipate your next move, but he also seems to feel you sliding him in twice as much. 

“Are you thinking I’m some kind of succubus, huh.”

You tease, wiggle your hips. Causing one loud fucking moan.

“It feels that way, ah!”

“Are you gonna scream your lungs out when I start moving, hm?“

“I can’t control it!”

“Let’s see then.”

You lean back into the kiss, bent forward just enough to change the way his dick is aligned inside of you all over again. A little bounce and the position is perfect.

“Wow, look. This is a good angle. It just goes right in.”

“Hn—!”

It’s amazing how he reacts at your mercy. Your kisses stifle the moans, but they also make him more on edge because he wants to let it out. Congrats, you’ve found the officially best way to torture him. 

“So. How about doing this.”

You raise your hips. It takes quite some effort to pull him out that far because he’s so girthy. It’s literally pulling at your walls as if they don’t wanna let him go. You do it slowly, terribly slow, every millimeter has your pussy lips deliciously tracing another facet of him. Moving up means cleaning some more saliva off his shaft. It all goes inside you. God bless his runny mouth while he was eating you out. 

Only Hyunjin’s tip remains inside of you. The air hitting what was previously buried inside you makes for a surefire way to make him break the kiss and bite his lips. 

“My cock! My, ah, my!”

His hands are all wobbly above his head. As are his legs behind you. 

“How are we taking it down there.”

“If you do that hip thing again, I can’t guarantee anything!“

So that’s what makes his heart beat faster.

“I’d be damn cruel making you cum so early, darling. Sooner or later I’ll milk all your semen anyway.“

Well, succubus indeed.

“I’ll just blow up, I can’t!“

“You’re lucky I won’t be riding you full-speed or something. You’re just too big for that. But what if I do the hip thing and you can’t cum?”

“Oh fuck!“

For good measure, you nuzzle him generously, and yes, do the thing. The agony in his expression is not even the full effect of what you’ve done. Hyunjin is screaming out loud. 

“And that was with a warning. I’ll do it again and if you can stand it, you get some pussy in your face. Wanna get treated?”

“Please, please treat me!”

“But first...”

To add some extra spice, you push down to his base all over again. Hyunjin arches, his teeth are almost sewn shut from the pressure of his tight jaw. Once he’s balls deep, you flick your hip just a little. A loud moan simmers into a little mewl, the jaw unclenches, his tongue starts lapping out. You’ve truly shut off his brain right now.

“Very well done.”

Pulling out works faster now, but you notice how it’s not as slippery anymore. A lot of Hyunjin’s spit has gathered around the lower third of his dick. It’s a nice sight to have it drip on his terribly swollen balls that are probably going through a whole bunch of things right now. 

“Good thing you get something to slurp on. We need more spit. Use your mouth!”

Hyunjin’s cock being untouched right now seems to take the edge off, but his mouth, holy shit. His mouth is on an eager spree to wet you up all over. On top of your own lubrication, Hyunjin provides another ridiculous amount of leakage all over your clit and folds. It’s running all over his face. 

The blindfold gets soaked as does his nose. A frantically moaning Hyunjin doesn’t seem to stop slurping and pushing out spit, you swear he’s gonna fucking drown. That method. It’s completely chaotic just like his fingering. You weren’t wrong, then. He might die then, but at least you’re able to remove the blindfold, wearing that is too gross. Hyunjin is excitedly blinking at you through his own spit like the sun is blinding him but he doesn’t mind.

“Mnm—nh!”

“I love you. Amazing. Look at this. You’re so nasty. Come, let’s do this again. Hope that cock can push all that into me. It’s too good to waste.“

You get back to squatting on his dick, admittedly a little wobbly on the mattress now. Hyunjin’s satanic ritual tongue does not go without a notice. Nor does the way you slide back down on him, and back up.

“Oh woah!”

A clean thrust. Your pussy is dripping so much on him, a little stream glosses over the thread of veins on the underside. Before it reaches down and disappears between his thighs, you make sure to collect it with another thrust. Hyunjin stares just right at his cock disappearing in you, framed by your labia stretching out. His jaw is completely dropped.

“Yes, that’s how we’re looking like. You have a great cock. Listen to that sound.”

Smooth gliding and a wet little smack when you touch down.

“It’s, it’s amazing... It feels so warm and creamy.”

“Watch. I’ll be stirring your spit all inside me.“

Slowly, carefully, you ride him again, this time connecting several thrusts. Hyunjin looks adorable with his wide eyes and sweaty face. 

“Yes! Oh yes, oh.... That feels so good.”

“Nothing wasted. You’re doing really well. You’re good at this.“

You lean in for a deep kiss. Only after you tongue him down do you realize just how much he’s ruined his mouth. It’s so sticky and wet, and his lips are so exhausted. They’ve been swelling up more than you thought they would, he’s really put them to the test like a champ. Well, they’ve lost their virginity, too. The kiss ends with two wet mouths parting by a thread.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Yes. I really love it. Thank you, Hyunjin. Can I finish off first? I wanna use my hands to make you cum.“

“You’re the best,“ he becomes flustered, and watches in awe just how you reposition yourself all over again, pointing his cock at his belly flat this time. It’s perfect to just grind right above it. A bit of fluid leaking from your pussy mixed with lube and spit makes for the best slippery help to get your clit some intense stimulation from gliding squarely across Hyunjin’s bit vein. 

“Fucking hell, babe. That’s a wonder dick.”

How he throbs and pulsates is the last push it needs to get close. You loosen the tie of Hyunjin’s ribbon and his hands dart around you, hold you, and he winds his hips to give you more of the friction. 

But this time, he’s moving faster, and your orgasm arrives quicker than you count from 30, not even that. You get messy on his balls and base, and Hyunjin almost loses it from having you grind on him. That he’s been holding it in until now is a miracle. His hair is nothing but sweaty streaks right now.

As soon as the waves of pleasure become smaller and you can think again, both your and his hand come wrapping around his shaft. No problem moving your palms around, he’s covered in all that honey. Plus there’s more space, he could fit three palms. It feels so intimate doing it together and being in sync. Hyunjin’s broken moans and whines are well accompanied by more hip bucks and a quicker pace. Your two hands squeezing up and down makes Hyunjin start to beg to you.

“Please use the other hand, please, please choke me through this!“

You go for a lighter grip, hell, he hasn’t done this before, but Hyunjin isn’t having it. The protest is all loud and clear.

“Squeeze my throat! Please, harder, do it hard, please!”

You press down at either side of his neck, and make sure to translate that onto his cock as well, still jerking him off. You don’t let go until he’s cumming. 

A thick white spurt empties between the intertwine of your fingers. Hyunjin squeals out loud, catching air, almost crying. Another load has him all shaky, growling, and rubbing his own hand around yours to push out even the last bits of sperm. Surprise, there’s more cum leaking out.

“Oh, what to do with all that big dick.”

“It’s, it’s so much!“

“Come here with that milk.“

You lower your face on him and let the last clear bits come up against your puckered lips. They spread his cum all over the tip, kiss it, catch new threads, swirl them around while your hands are pumping the lower half, all the meaty girth. Never missing an opportunity for torture. Hyunjin is screaming and suffering all over again. His semen has been oozing all over your hands. 

“Clean it, babe. We’ll lay down in a minute. That’s an amazing icing.”

Hyunjin’s tongue has a last job and it does it well. Your fingers are super clean and well-kissed, his lips are so glorious. You’re both dizzy, but you at least manage to towel down. Because his face is a mess, your lips are dripping, your pussy is a swimming pool of spit, and that ruined dick has seen some things today, oh yeah it did. What better way to leave its virginity inside of you all slicked up and sloppy. 

Hyunjin starts freezing very fast by now, and you get a weighted blanket, with you on top of him, in a sweater, just because. Sharing heat is caring heat. You love cuddles after sex.

“Say something cute and nasty,” he pouts, and you think of a good way to summarize the evening. 

“I mean look at you. You’re officially a slut now. My slut,” you pinch his nose. “If you want. Let’s have some fun like that tomorrow again. I can’t wait, you know. That’s a really loud boy I got myself.“

“Oh yes, tomorrow!”

“I might be blowing you for more of that icing. It was really nice and sugary.“

“I eat lots of fruit!”

Now that’s a keeper.

“And I gotta say, shit...“

“You came really hard on my dick, right.”

Hyunjin makes an innocent face saying that, but you know very well how he’s been taking you in, he’s learning.

“Yeah.“

“That was that sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

He smiles a little, exhausted, but flustered. 

“Lot more to come. That’s only the first time for you.”

“I’ve been thinking that as well. Say it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen until tomorrow.“

“Exactly right. That’s the idea,” you kiss his neck now, breathing in the afterglow. “And, by the way. Um. I hope I removed the ribbons at the right timing.“

“It was in the right moment!“

“Should we try more like that next time?”

“I like it.“

“Me too. You look perfect tied up.”

The blindfold did the trick, you know it. Hyunjin has hardly reacted to your touch like that when cuddling. Although, that’s hard to compare, is it.

“And... You really could have choked me a little harder by the way.“

Hyunjin knows just how to mimic you. Another nose pinch for you, young man.

“We didn’t plan it so I thought I’d go easy on you. But if you like it. You want it rougher, don’t ya. You just wanna fucking scream.“

“I’ll admit it,” he nuzzles his face into your sweater. “I’m just very loud...”

“We’ll see what kind of ideas I’ll come up with to get you even louder. Deal?”

“Favorite deal.“

FINAL NOTE. thank you for reading - caro 🐅

© 2017-2021 submissive-bangtan. all rights reserved. no reposts allowed.

[itsallyscorner]

Gray Spot

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x reader

Summary: Reader appreciates that gray spot in Seb’s beard even though he hates it.

Warnings: None, kinda fluff.

A/n: I’m definitely writing about his gray spot more because I find it so cute, I have no idea why.

(Have ya’ll noticed that prominent gray part in Seb’s beard? Cuz I have and now I’m writing about it:))

Dragostea ~ Love

“Dragostea?” Sebastian called from the bathroom. You placed the knife you were holding on the cutting board and quickly rinsed your hands.

“Baby, can you come in here?” He called again, urgency in his voice. Growing concerned, you threw the dish rag you were wiping your hands with onto the counter.

Speed walking down the hall to the bathroom you ask, “What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything!” His voice softly replied down the hall. “Just come in here.”

Stopping at the doorframe, you see Sebastian bent over the sink with his face almost flush against the mirror. His head is tilted as his hand holds his chin up at an angle. Sebastian’s eyes meet yours through the mirror.

“Hehe, hi.” He greets you with an adorable smile.

“Hey...what are you doing?” Your voice trails off as you see a box of hair dye on top of the toilet seat. Sebastian stands straight and wraps his arm around your waist as you enter the bathroom.

“I’m just thinkin’.”

“Thinkin’ bout what, Seb?” You leans against his chest as you look into the mirror with him.

“I want to dye my beard.” He tells you. Your brows knit together as you turn around in his arms.

“What? Why? What’s wrong with it?” You begin to question him. Sebastian looks down at your frowning face. Your hands cradled his jaw, fingers stroking his beard.

“What do you mean? It’s turning gray, (y/n)! Especially that spot!” He roughly motions to the place where your thumb is stroking. The spot right on the side of his chin that’s grayer than the rest of his beard.

“So? That doesn’t mean you have to dye it! Seb, your beard looks completely fine!” You reassure him.

“I hate it, it reminds me that I’m getting old.” He huffs grimacing at himself in the mirror. You sigh realizing it was probably making him insecure about himself. You honestly didn’t mind that his beard was turning gray, in fact it didn’t even cross your mind that he was “getting old”.

“I mean, if you want to dye it you can. Whatever you’re comfortable with, it’s your beard.” You start as you stare at the gray spot. “But I like the little gray specks in your beard.” You hum pressing a kiss onto the spot.

Sebastian takes his wild eyes off himself and brings them to look at you. “You like it?”

“Yeah! That’s my favorite spot!” You answer, your thumb brushing against the gray hairs of his chin.

You loved Sebastian’s beard. It was all nice and fluffy, it framed his face perfectly, and it felt really good in between your legs when you guys were getting intimate. You loved Seb with or without the beard, but you thought he just looked more complete with a beard. You were never bothered when he decided to let it grow out. You didn’t care if it tickled or scratched your face when Sebastian would kiss you. You actually became fond of the little gray spot on his chin. You weren’t sure why, but it became one of your favorite places to kiss him. Maybe it was because it stood out compared to the other short gray strands of his beard? Either way, that little spot was just one of the many little things you loved about Sebastian.

“That gray spot is your favorite spot?”

“Yes, it is.” You confirm. “It’s my favorite place to kiss you besides your lips.” You shyly confess sinking into your shoulders.

Sebastian’s eyes remain on you as he thinks back to the multiple times you’ve kissed his chin. He’s noticed that once he began growing his beard out, you would kiss his chin more. Usually you’d go straight in for a kiss, but when his beard became a thing, you’d always kiss his chin first and then kiss his lips.

You guys were getting ready for dinner with some of the members of the Avengers movies. Sebastian’s been invited by Robert Downey Jr and he even suggested that Seb should bring you along. So there you two were standing side by side in your shared bathroom.

You were wearing a beautiful black silky dress that hung by spaghetti straps on your shoulders and stopped at your knees. You were doing your makeup while Seb stood beside you fixing his hair. You reached for the tube of red lipstick and pull the cap off. You’re about to apply the lipstick but Sebastian stopped you, holding onto your wrist.

“Wait, give me a kiss first.” He muttered, taking the lipstick from your hands and placing it beside the sink.

“Baby, I could still give you kisses with lipstick on.” You chuckled against his lips. He’s pulled you close, your chest against his as his large hand pressed onto your back.

“Yeah, I know. But I don’t want to mess with your lipstick once it’s on. I just watched you put all that work in to put makeup on and if I kiss you I might mess it up.” He huffed out pressing a peck onto your lips.

You smiled against his lips and wrap your arms around his neck. “You are such a sweetheart, I appreciate you not wanting to mess up my makeup. I love you.” You hummed.

“I love you too.” He whispered, as you pressed a kiss onto the gray spot on his chin that has appeared once he began growing his beard out. You moved you lips to connect with his and pulled him into a deeper kiss.

When your lips pulled away you motioned to his beard, “I like the beard, you should keep it.”

Sebastian shook himself out of his thoughts and cradled your face.

“So you don’t care that my hair is getting gray? Or that I’m getting old?” He asked towering over you. You stare into his steel blue eyes and wrap your hand around his wrists, thumbs stroking the outside of his hands.

“Sebastian, those things are normal, they’re going to happen even if you try stopping it. But no, I don’t care if your hair is getting grayer or if you’re getting older than me. They’re the things that make you—well you. And that’s all I care about Sebastian, I love you for you. I’m with you because I love you, not because you’re hot or some actor. I love you because you’re the most sweetest man I’ve ever met. You’re so smart and you make me laugh all the time. You’re always so kind and caring. There’s so much more to you than your age and some specks or gray hair, Sebastian. I hope you realize that one day. And if you don’t, I’ll make sure you do, because, I love you.” By the end of your little speech Sebastian’s eyes have teared up, a little drop spilling from his eyes and down his cheek.

“Seb.” You coo as you wipe his cheeks. He sniffs while he wraps his arms around you for a hug. Though he was much taller than you, his head was in the crook of your neck. You felt his tears fall onto your shoulder as he held you tighter.

“Thank you. I just— I was feeling insecure and thought you wouldn’t love me anymore, it was stupid.” His voice is quiet as he continues to hold you.

“It’s not stupid, your feelings aren’t stupid.” You pull away from him and hold his face to look at yours. His blue eyes were a bit gloomy, a frown was on his face, and his cheeks were wet from his tears.

“How about next time you’re feeling like this again, you tell me. We’ll find a way to get through it, alright?” You suggest.

“Yeah, I’d like that.” Sebastian nods, “The same thing goes for you, you know.” He presses a kiss onto your palm, the gesture making you smile.

“I know.” A few seconds pass before you speak again.

“Alright, do you wanna help me make dinner now?” Sebastian stands upright, eyes back to their bright blue.

“Aren’t we having pizza?” He asks softly, smile hinting on his lips.

“Yup.”

“Of course.” Before you can both leave the bathroom, you press a kiss onto his gray spot and to his lips. A little gesture that Sebastian’s grown to love, now that he knew the meaning behind it. The two of you make your way back to the kitchen, the box of hair dye now forgotten.

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It Can Be Both (Emily x Alex x Kelley x Reader)

Request: Kelley,Emily,Alex, and yn now like two on each team and yn is a goal keeper just watching confused wondering what the hell everyone is on and how it’s going to end later    (You know)

Author’s Note: I’m going to be honest- this felt very much like a rebound after doing gravity. Like something to get my writing juices flowing again. it ends with a touch of sexual content so warning. hit me up if you have questions or just wanna chat. 

You knew it was going to be a rough one before you even stepped on the pitch. Hell, you knew it was gonna be bad when Alex and Kelley started betting before national team camp had even started. 

Though they were two of the most competitive people on the planet, you and Emily were not (off the pitch at least). But it was hard to stay out of it when their performance, chosen rewards, and/or punishments very much included the both of you. 

You barely even got to admire how good either of your girlfriends looked in white (you made sure Alex knew your feelings about her in that galaxy kit) before things started to get wild. 

“Come on ref!” You yelled, running a gloved hand frustratedly through your hair and shaking your head. Was Sonnett’s challenge hard, yes, but did it deserve a yellow? You didn’t think so. 

You could guess that some of Emily's aggression came from the reward  Kelley negotiated for them if the Spirit beat the Pride. At least Alex was laughing it off and standing. 

“Looks like your girls are trying to murder each other,” Ali snorted, pausing just outside the box to protect against a counter if the corner kick in the other box went south. 

“Vlatko’s probably shitting his pants,” You mumbled, wincing as Emily and Alex clashed again. God, Emily wanted to win. 

“What’s gotten into them,” Ali asked, just as your two defenders collapsed the pocket Alex was trying to slip through. 

You raised your eyebrow at the defender, your cheeks a little red (blatantly ignoring Kelley’s wink from across the field), “you really don’t want to know,” 

Ali looked between you and the three women battling it out on the field, smirking a little. Even though she had seen it more times than she could count, it was still a little strange to see your tall frame look so flustered. “Ooo, so it’s one of those games?” 

“I didn’t ask to be a part of it,” you huffed, crossing your arms indignantly. 

“So there’s not something riding on you getting a clean sheet?” It was Ali’s turn to raise her eyebrows. More red-colored your cheeks, so much so you were sure it was all the way up to your ears by now. 

It wasn’t a secret that it was a thing during the World Cup. One that you very much enjoyed, especially after you pulled off a PK save in the final to come out with a clean sheet. 

You paused, biting your lip. “Not tonight,” 

Ali laughed loudly as Alex set up for her another corner. “Ah, so it all depends on them then?” 

You shrugged. Most of the time you really hated giving up control, but Alex also promised you would like what she picked (even if you weren’t planning on participating). You also trusted Emily and Kelley to stick to your limits, no matter how stoked they were on winning (if they won). 

You sighed when Emily marked Alex just a touch too closely again. “More like Alex and Kel. Guess they got Em on board too,” 

“Did you expect them not to?” Ali asked, her voice showing that she already knew the answer. 

“No, just thought Emily would be on my side,” You grumbled, a gloved hand scratching the back of your neck. 

“Well, I’m sure you won’t enjoy whatever they have planned at all,” Ali rolled her eyes and patted your shoulder, before heading off as the Spirit tried to counter. 

“Shut up,” You huffed, backing up towards goal, your cheeks still very red. You still had 80is minutes to go before you would find out exactly what your girlfriends had planned. 

*****

You had seen a lot of bad refs, but this one was something special. She was micromanaging the field, and you were starting to get tired of it. 

“What the fuck,” You grumbled in between giving your defense direction. 

It was one thing to yell at Kelley for being a little rough (even if it was with Alex), and another to argue with her about 

“Surprised she hasn’t hit her yet,” Emily said, side-eyeing you.

“Be surprised I haven’t hit you yet,” You huffed, barely sparing your blond defender a glance. Fouling as much as she had wasn’t good form, and it wouldn’t help her case with Vlatko. 

Plus you were too busy watching the refs try to corral your most stubborn girlfriend. Her irritation was palpable and you knew if the Ref kept pushing, Kelley was probably going to respond exactly how Emily thought she would. 

“Ooo, kinky,” She laughed. 

You rolled your eyes. “Just clean it up and chill out alright? We need to be able to play to make the team,” 

She snorted, bumping you with her elbow. “Not a chance with what Al put on the line,” 

“I don’t care what she bet. Cool it so we all walk out tonight,” You growled a little more firmly, taking on the tone you used when giving orders on the pitch. The voice that always made her and Kelley listen to you when they were giving you shit for being younger. 

Instead of saluting like she normally would, a very large smirk broke across Emily’s face. “You have no idea what she chose do you?” 

You froze, finally looking towards the defender and blinking owlishly at her. 

So maybe you hadn’t considered that Alex would include you in the bet, and factor in your opinion on her chosen reward. You thought maybe you would just get to watch whatever they had decided and stay safe from whatever punishment if you lost.

Emily cackled as the ball sailed right past your state of stupor, running off to celebrate before you could even respond. 

Despite being in a relationship with them for nearly 2 years, it still caught you off guard sometimes when they included you. It took you a very long time to open up and accept their love (and their physical touch), and even though you were comfortable now, it was still a weird experience to have them care. To have them always think of you when making plans (even ones you weren’t sure you wanted to be involved in). 

You blinked again, shaking your head as though it would help you clear your thoughts. It didn’t, but a warm hand on your shoulder and an annoyed (but concerned voice) in your ear helped. 

“Hey space cadet, you ok there?” 

“Um, yeah,” You smiled tightly at Alex, allowing yourself to lean into her for just a second. It was hard to focus on the game with all the stuff running around your head. 

“Good, cause the ref just called back the kick. Get ready to go again,” She said softly, brushing a fallen strand from your eyes. “and keep your eyes on the ball this time,” She smirked, tapping your nose. 

You wrinkled it under her finger. She laughed a little. It was nice to see you so relaxed, even when you were surrounded by so many people. Maybe they would have to play these little games more often, you know if it could get you to let down your stoic exterior. “You can stare at Em later after we win. She’ll be in a much more… enjoyable position,” she wiggled her eyebrows and squeezed your shoulder. 

“Eye eye captain,” You saluted, earning another laugh. 

“You’ve been hanging out with Emily too much,” she said, with the roll of her eyes as she headed off to her position for the re-kick. 

You wouldn’t let it slip past you again. Alex was right, you would be able to enjoy your girlfriends later. 

*****

“That fucking goal should have counted and you know it,” Kelley grumbled as she slipped into the back seat with you. 

“Well it didn’t,” you mumbled, scooting over as Emily hopped into the other side, effectively trapping you between them. 

“You two cheated anyway,” Alex said from the front seat, glancing back at the three of you in the rear view mirror. You didn’t know it yet, but this was very much part of her plan. 

“We did not,” Kelley snorted, shuffling even closer to you, so your thighs were pressed together, just as Emily did the same thing on your other side. You didn’t think much of it, both defenders were always rather cuddly after a game. 

“So Em distracting y/n wasn’t part of the plan?” Alex asked, raising a signature eyebrow in the mirror (sharing a look with Kelley - one you didn’t see.) 

“And neither of you were trying to remove Alex’s ankles from her body?” You added, wigging a little as Emily’s hand landed on your thigh, just a bit too high to be a friendly touch. 

“We plead the fifth,” She said softly, very close to your ear, sending shivers down your spine. 

You sucked in a shallow breath when Kelley’s hand joined hers on your other thigh. Her lips touched your neck and worked their way up to your ear. 

“But can I just say, your red cheeks made you look very cute tonight,” she purred, nibbling at the skin on your ear, just as Emily did the same on your other side. 

The heat returned to your cheeks, and your hands clenched on your knees. You weren’t quite sure what you were supposed to do with them. 

“I’m not cute,” You muttered, your fingers tapped uncomfortably on your legs. You didn’t like not being the one in control. 

“Just sit back and enjoy it babe,” Emily hummed, her lips working from behind your ear all the way back down your neck to nibble on your collarbone. her hand also shifted to intertwine your fingers. 

The small act helped you to relax a little, and you squeezed her fingers in thanks. 

“Yeah, we’re gonna take very good care of you,” You could feel Kelley’s smirk just behind your ear as her fingers traced a little higher. You knew you could put a stop to this if you really wanted to, but you weren’t sure that you did. 

You found Alex’s eyes in the mirror, flicking between the road and your face. 

“Thought this was your reward, not mine,” You said, your voice coming out in little pants. 

She smiled slyly at you. “Why can’t it be both?” 

Kelley’s hand squeezed your thigh, just as Emily scraped her teeth along your shoulder. “Yeah?” Kelley asked into your ear. 

“Yeah. It can be both,”

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again, your new john stones fic blew me away!!! Amazing. Please feel free to write about him all day every day!! <3

thank you again!! here’s another sweet one inspired by my own 1am experience tonight :) i wish I had a john stones

My hero

Your heart is quite literally thundering in your chest. There’s no feeling like it, this kind of fear that sticks you to the ground beneath your feet. You honestly feel like you can’t catch your breath, tears streaking down over your flushed cheeks as you hold your phone in your right hand with trembling fingers, one thumb finally letting go of the little microphone shaped drawing in your iMessages app. Even the whooshing sound of the message you knew was about to send to your best friend catches you off guard, making your shoulders clench and raise in fright.

“Are you seriously alright??”

She texts back, her confusion and teasing is something you know is laced into those letters across the screen creating a glow in the dim room. You roll your eyes at her, trying to keep your vision up while sending another voice note back; “No, seriously. Why does this only ever happen when I’m alone??”

“Probably because you live alone?” She replies back, and you curse yourself for a choice of friends who clearly have no empathy for what you consider to be a very serious situation. You know you won’t hear the end of this teasing once it’s all over. But the fear to you is all too real.

“(Y/n) I got your text! Came right here, are you alright?”

The sudden voice makes you literally clench your entire body, nearly shooting off the floor in fright and making one of those internalised fear noises that sounds like you just been attacked with a taser. You hear keys dropping down by the door and then a pause of his footsteps as you try to catch your breath. Your heart swells a little at the thought of him being here.

“John!” You yelp, your voice coming out something more like a strangled cry. The tall defender hears that sound and finds himself in panic, those long legs carrying him quickly and easily up the stairs of your small home until he spots you standing now in the doorway of your bedroom. He rushes towards you, seemingly checking you over for potential injuries the best he can in the darkness only broken by the lowest setting of flashlight on your phone. The first thing he notices when checking over your face with his hands is the wetness still making its way over your cheeks.

“Are you alright? what happened? Is there someone in there? Are you okay? Did someone hurt-“

You cut off his rambling with a finger over his lips, creating even more confusion for the fluffy haired brunette who had very clearly rolled himself out of bed to hurry over here. He was wearing shoes without socks, dirty shorts from training that he’d thrown off before going to bed only to pull back in to come to your, and an old sweater that usually sat somewhere downstairs in the closet closest to the door. It was obvious he had come in a wild rush the second he got your erratic message.

“It’s a wasp, John!” You whisper, as if the little creature that sitting on your lightbulb unwilling to move from the place you couldn’t reach and wouldn’t dare to even if you could, was able to hear you.

“A wasp?” John repeats incredulously. “Seriously?”

You nod vigorously, and and as much as the exhausted footballer wants to complain or even sigh at you, he doesn’t. Maybe he can’t. Because he’s got his arms around you and he definitely can feel you quivering against him. He had expected something more along the lines of a one night stand gone wrong or even someone breaking it, but as his consciousness began to catch back up with his previously very sleepy self, it made a lot more sense. In the event of a break in, you would probably have been bloody calmer than you are now to be honest. John had seen you after a pretty dangerous car crash completely still and relatively calm as you gave statements to police officers with blood still trickling down your face. But put an insect in your path and you scaled the closest thing to you for protection.

It just so happened that closest thing was often John Stones, and he was happy to be that person really.

It has become a norm between the two of you in the years you had been friends. Winter was the worst for spiders, but he generally didn’t mind the mildly irritating insects. He just got rid of them one way or another while you hid as far as you could get and then he’d come get you when the coast was clean. But you hated summer for this particular reason.

Wasps.

They fly in, fly into things and somehow never make it back on the window on their own despite it being the most easy thing one could ever imagine. Then, they try and sting you as if they aren’t in your house. They just creep you out, even the sight of them with their nasty little bodies. Bees aren’t a problem, they’re fuzzy looking and don’t intrude in your home nearly half as much. Also, they don’t try to sting you all the damn time.

“Where abouts?” He asks, his voice showing no hint of any destain or irritation he may harbour. “On the light,” you tell him shakily, following close to him back as you both enter the room. “Right up there- careful!”

John sniggers a little to himself, much to your dismay. He kicks off his shoes by your bedside table and climbs up onto the bed with ease on those ridiculously long legs. By luck, chance or both, he has some toilet paper in his hoodie pocket that he’d probably used to wipe his nose or something like that earlier, he can’t remember. He holds it out at arms length, only inches away form the unsuspecting black and yellow insect. “Where?” He asks again, “I can’t see anything.”

“There!” You insist, pointing up with a shaking finger. “I don’t see anything (y/n).” He repeats, making you whimper slightly, more tears suddenly appearing as you try to come to terms with the fact it might’ve moved while you were outside the room. The thought of having to sleep in your house while not knowing where it was would send you absolutely mental. “It was there I swear, look-“

“Ahhh, I got it. Stand back.”

He leans forward with relative ease, careful with the force he used so close to a live electric source and grips the buzzing creature in his tissue. “There we go,” he hums, stepping down from the bed. “All go-“

As if on cue, it flies out of the paper and you let loose a literal shriek as you dive backwards, crashing into the wall and then jumping forward in fright at that. “Woah!” John calls, “it’s alright, it’s right there. Calm, calm. Take a deep breath. Look,” he tries to calm you. That deep accent with his fatigue coating each word seeps into you, carefully calming your firing heart as he grabs it tighter from the floor, making sure he squashed it this time and immediately takes it to flush it down the toilet. John doesn’t know if you’re supposed to kill them or not, but at this moment in time he genuinely does not care. Was he fuck going to chase a wasp out of a window at half past one in the morning. Not a chance.

When he returns from the bathroom now empty handed, you still seem upset.

“That was scary.” You announce.

John smiles, pearly whites all on display. “I noticed.” He teases, making you scowl tiredly at him.

That scowl falters when his smile breaks into a light, soft laugh and he moves to stand in front of you. You absolutely don’t mind the fact that he’s babying you a little, using the sleeves of his sweater to wipe your cheeks before pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead and taking you into his strong arms. In fact, it’s very much welcomed. His arms are the safest place in the world to you and even the residual discomforted shivers from the concept of a wasp in your bedroom couldn’t get through that defender. He looks after a lot more than just the Manchester City goal line. No, he’s the sole defender of something much more precious that he doesn’t even realise.

Your heart.

“You okay now?” He asks softly, his tired voice rumbling through you. You nod against him, “Feeling a bit better. Thank you Stonesy.” You mumble, words muffled by the muscled chest that your face his resting against. “Anything for you, lovely.” He responds easily, pulling back from you in a way that aches his heart. The sudden lack of your warmth and presence against him is utterly brutal. He loves holding you, but hates it in the same breath. He would love to hold you if it was something he got to do freely instead of fleetingly.

His eyes are stuck watching you sit down on the edge of your bed to grab your phone and check the time with an element of shock rolling through your eyes when you realise it’s nearly two.

“You got training tomorrow?” You ask sweetly, a yawn following the tail end of your words adorable in a way that makes John’s heart flutter like a teenage boy. He nods, “Not till after dinner though, around 5.”

It’s your turn to nod, seeming to be chewing over something in thought as you lie down in the middle of your bed.

“Wanna stay then?”

John has to pretend to think about it at least a little bit so he doesn’t look like he’s jumping right up at the opportunity, which is exactly what he wants to do. “Why not,” he shrugs, chucking off his hoodie to the foot of your bed, “Scoot over.”

He clambers in, long limbs moving nowhere near as coordinated as they are on the pitch as he lays down by your right. It’s like a familiar dance, one you both know so well as you shuffle around so you can lay against his chest, one leg hooked over him as his arm wraps around you to pull you even closer. A silence falls between you as he feels your eyelashes fluttering shut, tickling his chest. He can’t find that same relaxation, can’t seem to shut his eyes for the thoughts flying through his mind all at once.

“I should teach you how to catch them.” John states, rumbling voice interrupting the peaceful quiet in which you had nearly found sleep. “You know, for the future.” He adds almost flippantly. Almost.

“Why?” You hum groggily, sleep croaking your voice ever so slightly. “I got you.”

John has to pretend your half asleep admission doesn’t send his heart flying into his throat. You do always have him, right there in the palm of your hand. Always.

“I don’t think other guys would appreciate me barging into their house in the middle of the night.” He suggests, making you quirk an eyebrow in question, but you still don’t look up at him and he isn’t even sure if you’ve got your eyes fully open. “No other guys here,” you state, “Single, living all alone.” You add lazily. The words almost make John wonder if he has fallen asleep, each one spoke playing straight into the dream he’s had for years for you to be his.

“Yeah, I know but…but there will be, at some point.” He suggests. You give no response for a moment and he briefly thinks you’ve fallen asleep at some point in this conversation.

“Bet those other guys wouldn’t come get rid of wasps for me in the middle of the night like you do.”

“Maybe,” John shrugs, “but I think there’s plenty of guys like that, especially for you.”

He feels you shake your head against him, your words decisive as you speak;

“There are no guys like you, John Stones.”

His words and his breath are caught on his throat, his heart erupting in his chest as he replays those words in his mind, trying to figure out if he had actually just heard them or if his tired mind was playing tricks on him because it was so late and he hadn’t had enough sleep.

But then you look up at him with tired eyes and a sweet smile. You know what you’ve just done, know the bomb you’ve just dropped and you’re hoping with everything crossed that he feels the same way.

“You’re my hero, Stonesy.” You say softly, your voice now a little sheepish and he can barely just make out the flush of your cheeks in the dim room lighting. “And I love you with everything I have.”

He doesn’t know what to say, his eyes wide as his heart beats as erratically as he had felt yours beating when he first arrived with fear coursing through his veins thinking you were in some kind of mortal peril.

“John?” You ask timidly, voice sheepish as you sit up in fear.

“Sorry,” he rumbles, pushing himself to a seated position, allowing him to lean forward and slide his hand around the back of your head to pull you into him, your lips crashing down onto his.

It’s just about everything he’s ever wanted.

“God I love you.” He says against your lips, a groan leaving his throat from pure satisfaction, pure relief of finally getting those words off of his chest. You giggle, resting back against his chest. “Can we sleep now, please?”

He nods, both of you shuffling so you can resume the position you had been in before a life changing confession that had spun you and the Barnsley brunette into the kiss that had been years in waiting. This was the happiest either of you had probably ever been.

“Guess we have the wasps to thank for this eh?” John lulls just as sleep is about to encompass you. He feels you shiver against him, the hairs on your arms immediately raising to attention at the mention of that which you hate so much.

“Don’t say that! That’s basically an invitation for them to invade my house!” You hiss, giving his chest a gentle swat as he pulls you closer to his side.

“Let them come,” he says almost triumphantly, “You got me now, always.”

You cosy yourself against him, a soft sigh of complete content and comfort tickling his chest as it dances across him. He feels that gentle smile that settles onto your gestures as your heavy eyes allow sleep to truly begin to take you.

“Always,” you mumble, words diluted by sleep “My hero.”