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Straykids favourite positions.

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BANGCHAN

Got a huge vibe that this man lovveeess mating press. He loves this position specifically because he can control the pace, your whimpers & your orgasm by barely having to do anything. He knows how deep he hits inside you in this & he kisses your ankles & the back of your shins to try help ease you since he knows how big he is & can feel you jolting when his tip hits your cervix, not even completely inside you. He loves being able to pinch your pretty nipples & also kiss them along with kissing everywhere else he can reach but this man will never kiss your lips in this position, because why would he ever wanna swallow your moans especially in this position? There's nothing this man loves more than being able to press your sensitive button as you have tears in your eyes being in the position you're both in & he loves being able to see your face & also your cunt as you cum around him which always results in him cumming straight after.

"You can take it, can'cha baby? so good for me"

"kissing you in two places at the same time, your pretty collarbones & your cervix too, isn't that romantic?" He breathlessly chuckles as sweat is dripping from his face & hair onto your chest & stomach.

"cum wit' me babe, you can do that can'cha?"

LEEKNOW

No surprise that this mans favourite position is anything to do with ass, whether that be reverse cowgirl, doggy or even 69 so he can grab & jiggle your ass quite literally in his face. Will be either letting you fuck yourself or he will be fucking you but regardless, his hands are always grabbing your ass. He will grab it & help you bounce on his cock while he sucks on your tits, helping you come undone in record time, Will help by grabbing handfuls of it & jiggling it back & forth as he is pistons himself in & out of you, watching it jiggle against his pelvis & likes to give it a few spanks, loving the way it ripples after & then turning rosey red. He would say he denies himself the pleasure of letting himself to cum inside you but he loves being able to have his own cum spurt onto your ass & back, either jerking himself off to let it squirt & drip down onto you or if he is quick enough, he puts his dick in-between your cheeks & thrusts before his cum shoots up your back.

"ass is to die for, just wanna live here" he says, muffled as you're drooling all down his cock as he is eating you out, hands gripping your ass & moving them back & forth, suffocating him

"cmon jagi, arch your back just a bit more for me.. yeah that's it."

"fuck y/n, keep bouncing like that, so h-hot" he groans, spanking you as you throw your head back in pleasure.

CHANGBIN

Loves to incorporate his strength into your guys bedroom life. Changbin LOVES picking you up & pushing your back against a wall as he rams his cock in & out of you, sucking on your bottom lip as he does so. After theee longest time & he finally puts you onto the ground, he's already lifting you back up & throwing you onto the bed & manhandling you onto your hands & knees before pressing back into you, continuing to abuse your cunt. After he lets you adjust to the new angles & position, he is quick to pull your wrists behind your back & then pull you upwards, making it so your weight is now mostly being supported by Changbins arms. If your arms hurt or you're close to the edge of orgasm, he will pull you fully up & wrap his arm around your neck, kissing your shoulder as you cum basically instantly from the new angle being provided.

"So beautiful baby, letting me do this hm?"

"stop trying to run away from my cock baby, be a good girl & give me your arms, okay?" he asks.. demands as he is panting but not stopping for a second, waiting for you to throw your arms backwards so he can grab them.

HYUNJIN

Hopeless romantic through & through, is it really any surprise that i think this mans favourite position is missionary? He takes so much satisfaction in being able to see your face as he pleasures you, he is making your body react this way. Loves to lean down & kiss you, making out with you, tongues tasting eachother & teeth clashing accidentally as he continues to thrust into you. Will play & slurp on your nipples, jiggling the opposite one in his hand, mumbling sweet words, mostly to himself. Will rub your clit slowly as he sucks & bites some marks into your skin, whether that be your breasts, stomach, chest, neck, collarbones, just anywhere he can possibly reach. He tries his absolute hardest to outlast you but it still proves it hard to do so when the most beautiful person he has ever seen, is infront of him.

"So gorgeous, my angel"

"letting me mark you like this, can't wait for you to mark me too, my queen" he whines through suckles as his lips are still attached to your nipple.

"gonna cum with me y/n? your face is gorgeous right now, i wish i could draw you like this." he groans, eyebrows furrowed as his fingertips are trailing over your belly.

HAN JISUNG

10000% favourite position is cowgirl. Despite his stamina being amazing he lets you do the work, using him to get yourself off, while he stares at you with his boba eyes slightly watery, lip swollen from the constant chewing he is doing to it & his white knuckles grabbing the bedsheets beneath him since you told him he wasn't allowed to touch. He will purposely grind his hips back & forth as you are doing your thing, making himself hit different parts of you & also helps by allowing your clit to rub against his slightly trimmed pubes, causing the most delicious friction you need to allow yourself come undone as Jisung whines beneath you. You lean forward as your orgasm washes over you, allowing him to take your nipples in his mouth & you swear he moans louder than you as he nibbles on them, he cums not long after you allow him to, leaving him sweaty against you, skin sticking together like a fly trap & both breathing heavily against eachother.

"s-s-so good, ho-holy fuck slow down"he squeals, legs thrashing around behind your back as you smirk but not stopping.

"p-please lem-lemme touh mrs, please"

FELIX'

Pretty much any position where he can be close to you, he loves. If he had to choose a favourite though it would be spooning. He loves to tease you slightly by pushing his hard, leaky dick through your thighs, just touching you folds & thrusts, causing him satisfaction but not you nearly enough. He presses in & begins fucking into you slowly & passionately while kissing your earlobes, letting his arm swing over your waist & under your shirt to either caress your breasts or even just to hold onto you & cuddle, showing how much he cares about you if the words he's sprouting out didn't already make it obvious. Will reach down & toy with your clit as you turn your head as far as possible just to kiss him, allowing each other to moan into the others mouth, simply enjoying the moment.

"You're so gorgeous, an angel on earth y/n i swear" he whispers to you in a low, grainy voice as he nibbles on your earlobe & licks the sweet spots on your neck.

"Lick em' for me baby, gonna play with your clit, make my angel cum,mkay?" He says in a slightly flushed voice, lifting two fingers up to your mouth.

SEUNGMIN

Kinda the as changbin & chan in the sense of loving doggy style, but seungmin specifically loves it when you have a pillow or two on your stomach, presenting your ass to him. He is obsessed with how tight it feels especially if your legs are completely closed but loves it even more when your legs are as spread out as they can go & bent at the knees. He loves seeing the way your ass bounces against him with every thrust & sometimes spits onto your tightest hole.. or even sometimes putting his thumb in it? You both don't last long in this position, your eyes are rolling back within the first 5 thrusts & his eyes can't stop concentrating on the way your pussy is sucking him in. Will throw your hair together in his hand into a makeshift ponytail before pulling it, forcing your head off of the now drool covered bedsheets, so he can hear your moans completely.

"yeahh, just like that y/n, don't move your waist off the pillow, this is the perfect angle, mkay?" he says before lining his tip up to your hole, hitting his cock off your ass a couple times.

"you like this huh? you like when I pull you hair? use words, silly."

Jeongin

Jeongin is not picky whatsoever when it comes to positions but what he is picky about is making sure he gets to see or reach your tits, so or this reason, i'd like to think his favourite position is missionary. In missionary he can see your face & your tits bouncing as he thrusts into you, so he like to think of it as knocking out two birds with one stone. Will definitely lean down to take your nipples into his mouth, sucking on them until they're raw as he lets one set of his fingers into your mouth, allowing you to slightly muffle your sounds as your tongue swirls around his digits as his other set of fingers have made their way to your swollen clit, rubbing it just the way you like & need him to to come undone beneath him. While you cum, he makes sure you're looking in his eyes as he is smiling at you, sweat all over his face, making your orgasm feel even better just by looking at the gorgeous man on top of you.

"I wish you could see what i'm seeing, you're so.. this is all so hot, fuck." He groans, making eye contact with you as his thrusts begin picking up the pace.

"you gonna cum around me? look at me then, you wouldn't want me to pull out, would you, hm?" He asks condescendingly, smiling at you with his teeth as his fingers speed up,

"N-not gonna last, jagi you feel a-amazing, so gorgeous"

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tremendum · 10 months

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Mr. Miller's Show

[not my gif] pairing: joel miller x fem!reader (afab, some use of she/her, use of the words girl/woman) rating: explicit. (18+. mdni.) word count: 7.3k (back to regularly scheduled programming) requested: yes thank you all for all the patience srsly <3 summary: “'like how sweet you've been t'me, sugar," he mutters gently, head tilting, "why y'gonna go and fuck all that up now?'" warnings: gendered words (girl, woman, etc) allusions to PTSD, porn with feelings, guys theyre like getting healthier, SMUT (PiV unprotected), oral (M receiving), deepthroating, rough sex, face-fucking, shower smut, counter smut, reader is a tease, masturbation (f), marijuana use as always lol, brief voyeurism, canon-typical violence, age gap (undefined but mentioned), ass play (spitting, fingering, only a bit sorryyyy), mirror sex again bc im a whore, reader has hair long enough to grab, hair pulling, lots of choking, spit kink, light slapping (f receiving, consensual), dirty talk, praise kink but also degradation, use of words like slut, brat tamer!joel, overstimulation, MEAN!JOEL YALL, but he has feelings so he’s also kinda soft!dom in this again, once again sooo unedited that it hurts. notes: finally finally after over a month im back!! hope you enjoy this chapter, ive been having rough writers block with this story so any suggestions and requests are very welcomed!!! thanks for all the love and as always, comments & reblogs w tags are motivation and help out so much!!! love u all <3 also for the taglist, it's too big now and i may consider stopping my taglist, just letting everyone know!!! ill lyk if i do ofc but im reblogging with the list this time.

[this is part six of the Mr Miller series. read previous part sympathy for the devil. main masterlist here. ]

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"you're wearing earrings."

Joel's voice cuts through the serene chill in the air, shocking you enough to have your head turning away from where you stare ahead - you crane your neck too much, but you can just see the dusted gray and dark of his curls behind you as your brows raise.

it takes you a second to understand the sentence he's just uttered to you out of nowhere- but you blink to life, clearing your throat as the dead trees pass you by.

"oh. yeah, it's... they're new. didn't really wear stuff like that until..." you shrug, trailing off as you stare forward yet again. your heart thumps as his chest rumbles against your back - jesus, he's so close to you. it's been weeks since he's been this close, even if this is just work.

your body wants what it wants, you suppose.

your lips purse, lost in the press of his thick body behind you.

"-till?"

your lip twitches in a smile for a split moment; he's waiting for you to finish your sentence. as if he cares.

Joel...

he's been so normal recently. or as normal as you could ever imagine Joel Miller to be; full sentence-conversations full of questions, full sentences, and even an occasional joke or dry line littered in with his glares and eye-rolls. he's even taught you and ellie to woodwork, nodded in hello when you picked up Ellie on your way into town - hell, he'd actually gotten a drink with you after patrol a few days ago and held eye contact for a whole thirty minutes.

a fucking miracle.

and even, on rare occasions, you are rewarded with that mind-splitting, earth-shattering smile - a very rare but rewarding sight. the kind that shocks a room, silences you and Ellie both, lights the sun and makes the birds sing. makes your stomach flutter.

so perhaps things have changed.

it makes you almost laugh to yourself, recalling that day so many moons ago when you had walked into the Bison and first stared into those stony eyes; how big his calloused hands were, the way his lip lifted in distaste at your crass words.

the sway of the horse makes your hips move gently; your ass is starting to feel sore at the constant motion and as you rock forward with the decline of the hill, you feel Joel's body slide slightly as though he tries against everything to press fully against you. even though you wish he would.

heat paints your face as you feel his breath on your neck, waiting patiently for you to finish your sentence.

your sharp breath exhales as you realize you've hesitated at his questioning, a bit too long - you smile sheepishly, shrugging. "-sorry, didn't..." you clear your throat, "couldn't remember the last time I wore earrings. not that it matters, but I just..." you thumb the makeshift earring back, grinning to the mane of the horse as he trudges you and Joel both along.

"-it feels nice. makes me feel like myself." you finish, shrugging awkwardly.

for all of the steps Joel has taken in the last few weeks to change, there are some things you still have a hard time with.

talking about yourselves and opening up is a very large, unmovable hurdle that you and him are still clearly trying to pull yourselves over. it's quiet for a second as your words seep into the dead surroundings, less than an hour from town.

"look nice." he grunts quietly, his arms pressing slightly from where he straddles the saddle behind your frame.

your eyes widen at the seemingly random compliment, face flooding with flattery and embarrassment. your grin betrays you, but you don't dare stutter out a broken thank you for fear that you will sound like a croaking frog; instead, you purse your lips over the giddy grin that spreads over your cheeks and hope that as he stares at the profile of your face, he can see the flattery written across your features.

"Ellie has a matching pair." you say instead, sparing a quick glance back at Joel. his brows raise, jaw ticking as he takes in the information - your voices both echo at the same time as you speak over each other suddenly:

"she doesn't have her ears pierced." "in case she ever gets them pierced."

you let out a short huff of laughter, nodding sheepishly at having accidentally interrupted each other; Joel shakes his head with a ghost of a smile.

"got it." he nods, "s'real nice of you." he nods, "making a pair for her, too."

his chest is right on you - broad, warm through all the layers, and smelling of pine, whiskey, sage. amber. it's intoxicating as his drawl rumbles in the back of your ear - you silently thank Tommy or whoever the hell it was who ordered half the horses to rest after a bout of sickness spread through the stable; sharing a horse has never once before today seemed like a good idea.

but the good idea sours quickly when you kick speed slightly, the horse leaping over a small creek as your hips shift back into Joel's and your ass presses into him.

your mouth dries as you shakily exhale; he's so close to you - smells so good. your hands grip the reigns tighter and you nearly jump when a large, calloused hand falls onto your hips to steady you after the change in pace.

your mind travels back to that morning after you'd stayed with Joel in his own bed - how gentle his hands had been as he'd guided you towards your own house under the early morning sunrise; your eyes bleary with sleep but his smile still cracking bashfully when you'd kissed his cheek, muttering about how maybe Ellie'd missed your boots by the front door when she'd come home.

she and Joel certainly haven't said anything you if she did notice, anyways.

you clear your throat, ignoring the searing desire that spirals from where his hand touches your clothed hip; you shrug, "she said she liked mine, so I figured we could match."

he hums lowly at your word, his nose brushing slightly over the crown of your head. shivers roll over your shoulders as you swallow, retreating into the silence that you've lived in for the last few weeks since the two of you were put back on patrol.

but you stiffen when a hand runs down your side, over the jagged stitching of your jacket, and you suck in a sharp inhale. his other hand slides forward, hooking gently around your hip, fingers splaying over the very top of your thigh and your throat dries up; a faint desire awakened and soon screaming at you. you squirm under his touch.

Joel's hips adjust behind you gently in the next second, your eyes fluttering shut as you imagine him pulling you into him, his hard cock sliding between the round globes of your ass and through your dripping folds, his hands greedy and hungry; his words sharp, teasing. his touch, sweet. intoxicating-

your eyes open again and your heart skips a beat, his knees hitting the outside of your thighs.

christ. your whole body tingles as you shift slightly, rotating your hips as the buck of the horse's cant tilts you further away from the heat of his broad chest. no, you can't stand his teasing - intentional or not, Joel is making you nearly melt in desire.

jesus.

you're barely pulling the horse to the side of the path when, with barely a crane of his neck, Joel mutters, "the hell are y'doin?"

you suddenly pull the reins and mutter woah, slipping yourself off of the horse and onto the hard ground with a burning face, your lungs screaming for air as Joel protests.

"what-" he grunts as he pulls himself down from the stirrups, face etched with irritation and concern at your sudden evacuation, "is there an issue?"

you can hear the irritation in his voice and you sigh, shaking your head - your heart's thundering, face hot and surely laced with poorly-hid embarrassment. god, what the fuck is wrong with you? there's barely forty minutes back to Jackson, why couldn't you just suck it up for a few more torturous minutes until you could return home to your trusty drawer and hot shower?

"no." you snap, "no problem, Joel." your heart is thundering with surprise at his concern, eyes glaring daggers at him before shooting down towards the heat that nearly blisters on your forearm; his hand, warm and gentle, asking silently if you're okay. your eyes soften before you can school your expression - he reads you, as always, like his favorite novel.

his hand falls away gently, grazing your finger tips like the gentlest breeze on your face and it still surprises you.

"alright," he says softly, eyes searching your flustered appearance. "can we get back on the horse, then?" he asks - his voice is surprisingly patient, though his eyes are wary. irritated, but concerned.

you clear your throat, unable to contain yourself much longer. "we could- take a break."

his brows raise, tilting his head, "a break? we're nearly back. s'almost nightfall."

you shift your weight, avoiding the way his corded arms cross over each other, his frame towering over yours as you dully throb in arousal.

"you're-" you squeak, shaking your head, "you're fucking crowding me, and I need- fuck-" you groan, "just- just fuck off for a second, Joel." you snap, bursting in frustration, unsure how to just admit you are being driven fucking crazy with lust by his presence.

his head tilts, "fuck off?" his eyes are darker every second you stand, facing each other- "the hell's gotten into you?" he sounds offended, and your heart flips as you feel bad - you're trying, you're trying so hard to be normal around him, as he is with you - so one touch, one innocent adjustment of his hips and now you're freaking out on him again?

you need to get a grip, or at least be honest.

your face burns as his stern gaze rolls over each curve of your body; "Joel, you're driving me fucking crazy." you snap, glaring at him.

he looks shocked, hands flying out, "I barely said anythin' this whole goddamn day, how the hell am I still fucking this up?" he snaps back, irritated - his eyes incredulous as he stares down at you.

flames lick up your sides as you grind your teeth - his hair looks much more wavy with his curls today, and the green of his jacket it making the golden on his skin nearly glow; you nearly growl as you jump towards him. he's too much. too fucking much.

your hands lock on his shoulders, tugging yourself up towards his face as your lips fall against his.

the kiss is a shock to you both.

you're not sure what really compelled you to do it - the stubble over his sharp jaw, his hair, the way his thighs pressed against the outsides of yours just minutes ago, the way he pressed on about the earrings - whatever, it doesn't matter, because he's kissing you back and you're melting like butter over a campfire.

his lips press hard back against yours through his shocked inhale, surging against you in a dizzying haze of Joel.

but the kiss is seared away from your lips when Joel suddenly shoots his thick hand out, rising to grip hard at your throat, shoving you backwards.

it's more shocking than the sudden kiss - the speed in which he pulls back and pushes you hard backwards by his warm grip, causing flutters of arousal to course through your stomach.

you stumble in shock but he keeps his hold on you, passionate as he movers the two of you back. you're torn away from his warmth as he presses you with one hand on the small of your back and the other on the beating pulse of your throat - right against a tree, nudging you as he tilts his head down to your height once more.

he's back on you in no less than a split second; his heat swirling around the cold air, teeth nipping at your lip when you take a moment longer than he'd like to open your lips to his tongue. he groans against you, a warm and deep thing that you feel in your own chest as your hand slides up to his hair, tugging at the base of his neck.

the fingers around your throat flex and tighten in reaction to your own grip and the moan that rips from your throat sends his hips in a slow thrust against yours.

you've been desperate for his touch for fucking days - he's been walking on eggshells even after you'd spent the night with him a few weeks ago. he'd barely touched you, taking his time trying to make up for all the lost time you'd spent trying to rip each other's heads off instead of your clothes.

and sure, you don't know who you are with him still - nothing defined, and a lot of things still unspoken - but for the first time since this whole mess started, that doesn't bother you. there's not much anger, nor jealousy - just... Joel. and you.

it's not bad.

his lips leave yours as he breathes against your lips, "like how sweet you've been t'me, sugar," he mutters gently, head tilting, "why y'gonna go and fuck all that up now?"

his hand slips from your back lower, tugging you against his semi-hard cock as his fingers squeeze your ass. his hand lies just below your jugular, thumb soothing over your cold skin as his dark eyes glint with desire. you feel a rush of arousal pool between your legs as you raise your brows.

"-you need to stop fucking touching me like that when we're riding, Miller." you growl against his lips, staring back at him. you lean slightly to catch his lips with yours once again but he pulls back with a strong hand against your neck to stop you - teasing.

he tuts, "you need to learn how to use your words, sweetheart." he growls against you, teeth catching on your bottom lip.

you whimper at the sharp sting, chasing him as if you could steal a kiss. he tilts his head just out of reach, his hand pressing against you until your breath comes out slightly ragged; your pussy flutters as he squeezes, knee sliding against your clothed core.

"if you want it, ask for it, baby." he all but demands, hands rough against you, "can't just throw a fit every time you're aching for my cock, or else you'll be whinin' all goddamn day. how am I supposed to know-"

but there's a snap of a twig somewhere behind you and you both spring apart, straight as boards, hackles raised.

it's almost like deja-vu as you're both thrown from your stupor - ripping away, your voices cease as your hand flies to your hunting knife - in your peripheral, you see that Joel's slung around his rifle so quick you're almost impressed as you both stare to your left.

christ - just the fucking horse, tied to the tree. stepped on a twig.

you let out a shaky breath, hand falling onto Joel's chest as you almost wheeze out a relieved laugh. but your hand feels it, suddenly - you notice how stiff Joel is, even after you've both realized there's no threats.

his heart, thundering in his chest wildly. like a caged animal surrounded by a pack of wild, ravenous wolves; Joel's heart tries to scramble right out of his chest and onto the dead ground.

that feeling - the one that creeps around at night when you wake up with memories of that cabin, of those raiders - of your past, visions of Joel, surrounded by red. that feeling that creeps up, squeezing at your throat and banging on your chest.

he's feeling it, too.

it's not from arousal, though you can see enough of that in his eyes, in the way his lips part and ragged breaths puff into the air - no, not arousal.

fear.

your heart hammers similarly, you suddenly notice. your hand shakes as it hovers near your knife; his hands grip the rifle so tight the blood may burst forth from the roughened skin any second.

"hey," you whisper, suddenly worried to speak above any quiet noise. his eyes are sharp and his jaw clenched as he looks back at you, wild and alarmed.

as if he were ready to fight for his life and yours.

"let's go home," you whisper, thumb running over the shoulder of his jacket, muscles strained and still below the layers.

he snaps out of it, eyes falling to rake over you as if assuring that you're still in front of him in one piece. his hand finds yours on his chest, sliding it off - not unkindly; his hand squeezes yours before boosting you up onto the double saddle silently.

Joel insists on walking you back to your house; he's brooding, as normal, as you both trudge back from turning in your patrol log and tracking the mud from the stable through the quiet streets.

you don't speak about what happened in the woods - the kiss, nor the twig snapping, but you ache and as you walk, every brush of the backs of your hands send shooting sparks up your arm.

"damn it," he grunts under his breath as you lead him up your driveway. you lift a brow at him, silent prompt to explain his expletive.

he shakes his head, "s'nothin'. forgot Ellie said the water heater ain't workin', said she was stayin' with her friend Dina till I fix it. cold shower for me tonight."

you grimace; the air nips at your cheeks, you can't imagine a cold shower in this weather. you shrug, "use mine." you suggest, tilting your head. "no point in turning into an icicle, Miller, you're cold enough as is." you tease, sending him a small wink.

something in you wonders if the shower really is broken, or if he just can't bring himself to ask; not that you can blame him. you can't bring yourself to ask, either.

your heart flutters when Joel rolls his eyes but still trudges after you, through the entrance of your home. his eyes look just as tired as you feel but there's a spark to them, one that coaxes more warmth between your thighs.

you see his eyes catch on the partially-smoked joint put out on the ashtray on your kitchen table as you slide past it; you have a mind to grab it before you make your way up the stairs, pretending not to feel too hot when you feel Joel's eyes graze over the sway of your hips.

he showers first, you insist.

while he does so, you strip out of your clothes and into a more comfortable sleeping shirt and shorts. you sit, smoking lazily on the joint, savoring the sharp herbal taste as it flows into your blood and trying to ignore the throbbing desire when the sound of the shower shuts off.

Joel's respectful when he leaves your bathroom, pants on and shirt tugged over his chest, speckled with dots of moisture. his hair is much darker and more curled just after a shower; you're transfixed as you stand in front of him, joint smoldering between your lips, an exhale of smoke swirling lazily from your nostrils.

"may I?" he asks suddenly, causing you to nod, pulling the joint out from your lips and noting how his own dark eyes follow it like a horse to a carrot; you smirk, tutting. "and to think, all this time you've been judging me for it?" you shake your head. "shame on you."

his jaw ticks and you just smirk, shaking your head as you hold the joint up to his lips boldly. "you're a bad influence on me, aren't you, Mr. Miller?" you ask, voice sultry as you peer up at him through your lashes. his eyes flick to yours as he inhales, your fingers ghosting over his plush lips. the ones you kissed not an hour earlier.

the air is thick in your room, steam from the hot water creeping through as Joel inhales the weed, ember lighting up your eyes in his. you leave the joint between his parted lips, opting to strip down as you walk towards the shower, hoping Joel had the mind to watch as you go.

your heart thuds in arousal and excitement when you hear his sharp exhale, still refusing to turn around as you leave the door slightly open once again. you and your innocent habit of leaving the bathroom door open when you shower.

you're relieved there's some fog over the glass door of the shower, but you take your time cleansing your hair, running soap over your face and then slowly, slowly lathering up your skin.

you can feel him watch the entire time.

his eyes are like a hawk's; you can see his shadow through the light of the bathroom, the ember of your joint glowing occasionally as your hands run over the wet planes of your skin.

your shaky fingers cascade down, over the skin of your stomach, lower until they just barely graze where you ache. it's like he's been waiting for you to finally start to touch yourself; just as your fingers find your slit, the amber of the joint is tamped, ashed on the windowsill.

you hum lowly as your fingers swirl through your velvet folds, so wet you're dripping onto your upper thighs as your head thumps against the wall.

"Joel," you let yourself whimper, eyes fluttering shut before opening again languidly.

Joel's footsteps are gentle as he slowly strides up to you; he lasted, admittedly, longer than you through this torturous game. through the glass, you see his tall frame and your legs quiver with desire - your aching cunt throbs as you move your hand over yourself, rinsing off the rest of the suds from your clean body as your fingers tease your bundle of nerves. your hips jolt; a choked moan from you as you slide the glass open slightly, cocking your head - "it's a shame you already showered," you mutter, fingers not ceasing as Joel's eyes rake over your naked for ravenously.

he leans on the doorframe to the bathroom, eyes stern as he takes in your silhouette through the fogged glass, slowly rolling over the curves of your body to meet your eyes with flames alit in his own.

"-it'd be nice to have some help." you shrug, gesturing to the bar of soap in your spare hand, eyes swimming with desire as your other hand continues the slow, torturous movements on your aching clit.

your eyes catch on his crotch; through the jeans, his cock is hard and straining already as if being stirred by just the sight of you, naked and whimpering for him in your shower.

"I know you've always liked a show, though, haven't you?" you tease, lifting a brow as you recall the night Joel'd first seen you shower.

his jaw ticks at your words but it's like something in his snaps; he wastes little time ripping his shirt off, his patience clearly gone as you bite your lip, stepping back for him as his jeans finally slide off.

his glowing, naked form crowds into your own as he slides into the shower with you. his eyes are sharp as his hand takes the soap from you; yet instead of running it over your skin like you'd hoped he would, he's tossing it to the side until it hits the wall of the shower and splinters into two.

you gasp slightly as his hand grips your neck, tugging you close. his cock is hard, tip glistening with beads of precum already as he presses to your lower stomach, his body glued to yours; his nose slides along the plane of your collarbone gently, the shower water pelting rolling off your meshed bodies like some sort of sick baptism.

"you smell clean, darlin'," he mutters against your kin, one hand sliding up to your scalp, threading through your hair. his tongue peeks out to lick a stripe up your throat. "taste clean, too-"

his hand tightens suddenly, tugging your hair until your head snaps up to him - his eyes are dark, face full of desire. "so why're you pretending you need my help?"

the condescension in his voice is intoxicating - your legs weaken, hands sliding up onto his hot skin under the water that cascades over him.

your throat dries as you swallow, eyes wide as a rush of arousal threatens to drip down onto your bare thighs.

his head tilts, "s'because you want to put on a show, 's that it?" he asks, voice condescendingly sweet as he once again tightens his grip. you whimper at the sweet feeling, nodding slightly.

he smiles against your neck before pulling away, "fine. you can give me a show. get on your knees." he hums, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. your head feels dizzy at the words he says and the sweetness of his kiss; the most delicious juxtaposition.

"a show." he chuckles to himself, shaking his head darkly. "gonna make you a goddamn star."

christ. your cunt squeezes around nothing, aching for him as his hands slide down to your shoulders. you nearly moan as he smirks, water cascading down his broad chest as he pushes you down; you sink to your knees, your wide eyes on his own as you move until you're close to his aching cock.

he stands, towering above you as the shower head sprays directly onto his back; water runs off the broad expanse of his chest and you follow the droplets as they smooth over his stomach, down over the sprinkling of hair that trails to the base of his dick. you swallow, heart thundering impatiently as you sit on your haunches, waiting anxiously for him to tell you what to do.

his brows raise, though, flush high on his cheeks from heat - or arousal - as he hums, "well?"

you blink at him in surprise as he shakes his head down at you, his own hand falling to pump his long cock in languid strokes, the skin so close to you that you can almost feel the heat. if you were to lean out, just a bit, to taste-

"christ, darlin' do I gotta tell you how to do everything?" he grunts, other hand cupping the back of your head, carding through your wet strands of hair as he tuts, "you were practically beggin' f'me earlier, now you're suddenly shy?"

your face blooms in heat, "no, sir, I just-" at your words, his eyes fall back and a groan echoes through your bathroom, "-just suck my cock, darlin' c'mon."

his impatience, desperation sends shivers down your spine and your mouth opens eagerly, tongue flattening as he slaps your tongue gently once, twice-

you're always surprised by the size of Joel - each time, it catches you off guard; the head of his cock breaches your lips and his pre-cum smears over your tongue; the taste of him has you keening forward, eager to feel him in you, filling you up.

"there you go, 's much better." he grunts, muttering as one hand slides around to hold your jaw. your eyes flutter up through your lashes and the falling shower water to stare at him, how big he is towering above you. his cock pushes into your warm mouth and you try your best to breathe through your nose, tongue sliding up the vein which reaches up towards his tip. his groan spurs you on and you gently start to bob your head, spit gathering at the sides of your mouth slowly as your knees press against the wet porcelain.

"you feel better like this, baby?" he mutters, your stomach tingling at his words. you can't nod - can't even make a noise as his hips slowly buck into you; you gag slightly and moan around his cock as it pushes to the back of your throat.

"fuck-" he grunts, one hand leaning forward to place against the wet shower tiles; he's crowding you, now, pressing you into the back of the shower as his body takes the brunt of the water and takes and takes from you.

anything Joel wants, he can fucking have it.

"that's it, sweetheart-" he grunts, "fuckin'- take me."

his hands grip yours, pulling them onto his thighs, muttering gently that if it's too much, you can slap his thigh; you nod, tears gathering at the corner of your eyes as you keen towards him again, hungry to feel him in your throat again.

your nails dig crescents into the meat of his thighs as he pushes your head right against the wall, fucking into your throat as his head tilts back. "tha's- right, look at you." he grunts, his lips parted as groans fall from his lip. the steam rises like tendrils from hell as you take Joel's length in your mouth, barely able to breathe in the most delicious way as he uses you. your spit trails over your chin and onto your bare chest as you stare up at him. one hand soothes over your forehead, wiping wet strands of hair plastered to your forehead, "you're a fuckin' star, baby."

you heat at his words, stomach swirling as you shift uncomfortably, cunt puffy and aching for relief.

your fingers grip onto him as he takes you in the shower, fucking your throat until you're dripping and aching and a writhing mess, his moans echoing around the empty home.

"water's cold." he grunts, pulling his cock from your lips; you, weakly, chase the heat of him as he leaves your mouth, gasping for air and coughing slightly.

he shuts off the water, suddenly, and you swallow as he turns back to you, eyes significantly softer than they'd just been; "somethin' wrong?" he teases, a dark smirk on his face as his eyes flicker to where your thighs press together to soothe the ache.

you grit your teeth, shaking your head, "jus' want you to touch me, sir." you mutter, face burning at the way Joel never ceases to reduce you to a whimpering mess.

he smiles one of those brilliant, radiant smiles.

"that's all you had to say, darlin'." he shrugs, "told you, if you just learn to ask for it nicely, I'll give it to you."

you shiver as you nod, taking his hand as he pulls you up off your sore knees, wrapping a towel around your form gently. he's so- commanding, yet still somehow keeping his kindness that often hides deep beneath his layers.

you can't tear your eyes away, though - even as Joel starts to walk towards your open bedroom - your hand stops him on his naked shoulder. "will you please fuck me?" you ask, voice stronger than you'd expected it to be.

his eyes flicker with something as he tilts his head, "right here?" he lifts a brow as his hand snaked over your neck to pull you flush against him once again. "y'gonna beg me to fuck you against the sink because you're too desperate for my cock to walk to the bed?" he whispers it into the shell of your ear; a shiver as you whine, eyes blinking up at him, "been waiting all day, Joel, stop fucking teasing me."

you notice your mistake too late; his jaw tenses as he bites down at the junction of your neck - you let out a sharp, whining moan as his teeth mark a love bite bright and center on your skin. "fuck- fuck, s-sorry, sir." you groan, eyes clenching shut in pleasure as his hands push you into the counter.

"bet you're fuckin' sorry." he mutters lowly as he pulls away from you, flipping you quick to bend you over the vanity of the sink. you gasp as the cool wet porcelain hits your breasts, your nipples hard and sensitive as a sharp smack lands on your ass.

"christ," he groans as you bend over, puffy lips soaked and glistening for him, "look at this pretty pussy."

you move your hips slightly and his hands grip onto your waist - "quit that." he snaps, hands resuming their exploring. he grazes over the backs of your thighs, up the expanse of your spine.

over your ass, groping and slapping, relishing in your small moans and sharp gasps. "don't move." he orders.

you sigh, head falling onto the sink as you nearly whimper - you're aching, throbbing as Joel teases you - "Joel," you whimper quietly, voice whiny and small.

"what's wrong, y'tired of being teased?" he asks, voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. your cheeks are hot as you groan, "please, need to feel you inside of me-"

he hums, smacking the flesh of your ass, "'f I don't warm you up you'll be sore, baby-" he tuts, "y'know I gotta get you ready."

"I don't care, I can take it- I like it, just-" you stutter, face heated as you nearly scream in frustration, unable to voice how badly you just want him inside of you.

he likes that - a thumb sliding over your cunt to spread your lips, exposing your pussy and ass to him as he hums. "too fuckin' eager, have to have my cock right now, 's that right?" he shakes his head with a dark smirk, hand teasing over your swollen lips as he nods, "yeah, s'alright, I'll give it to you whenever you ask."

"thank you," you wheeze, letting out a shaky sigh when Joel leans down, spitting directly onto your asshole, thumb sliding over the tight ring as he hums, "so desperate for me, couldn't even wait 'till we get back to town, could you? had to try an' fuck me right there in the woods." he doesn't wait for you to respond as he spits down again, this time the slick spit sliding down onto your seeping cunt. his hand leaves, replacing with the thick, teasing head of his cock.

you gasp, rising on your toes as the blunt tip of his dick spreads your cunt, teasing your clit before notching at your entrance. "gonna fill up every hole tonight, baby, y'gonna let me?"

you let out a whine, "fuck, yes, please." you nod, cunt fluttering around the tip of his cock.

the stretch is painful; you expected it, craved it - you let out an animalistic moan when he slides in a few inches. "oh-" you whimper, legs tensing as Joel kneads the flesh of your ass, pressing his bare chest to your spine as he mouths along the base of your neck, "relax, baby, so fuckin' tight-" he groans as he slides in slowly, "let me in, sweetheart, c'mon-"

a rush of arousal and he's fully seated within you, the sting of his cock in you subsiding as a growing desire mounts until you can't take it. "move- m-move, now, please." you rush, hips pushing back against Joel's impatiently.

"shit," Joel hisses as he pulls out of you slightly - a long, thick drag against your velvety cunt and you groan at the sweet bliss of being filled up. you moan as he thrusts forward, tip hitting the perfect spot that already, as his pace builds, has a simmering coil deep within you.

"thought- thought about it all day," you admit, hands finding purchase on the counter as he starts to fuck into you, your tits sliding as they press against the sink. "on the horse, thought abo-" you moan sharply as his thumb grazes over your asshole, spreading the slick and his spit around the tight ring. "fuck, sir- that feels good." you moan. he groans in response and the words fly from your lips - "you drive me crazy, so big, t-touching me all the time. dream about you filling me up- s-stuffing me full, even out in the woods-"

your words are too much for Joel, apparently, because his hand slaps over your mouth and his voice whispers, "sh-shut the fuck up, darlin', y'needa be quiet or I'm gonna finish before this even starts." he grunts, hips snapping into yours as he picks up the pace.

you whimper at his words, arousal gushing from you and coating his cock in your slick; the wet slapping of your bodies echoing through the bathroom. "fuck-" he drags out the word, fingers sliding over your lips to prod at your mouth, "here- suck, darlin' - there you go, good girl, that's right."

your tongue slides over his fingers, eyes fluttering closed as you feel his thumb breach your tight hole; a sudden rush of pleasure runs through you as it hits you - Joel's everywhere. he's filling you completely - his thumb slowly fucks your tight ring of muscle as his cock spears your cunt; his fingers, pressing down on your tongue as you whimper and moan around him.

a groan leaves his full lips; "fuck- look at me." he grunts, hand sliding up your throat to pull your jaw towards your reflection. "look at me, baby-" his fingers slide back into your mouth as your eyes meet the fire in his through the mirror.

"always tell me when you feel like this, 'kay?" he asks, brows stern as he rams his hips into you; his thumb fills you and fucks into you at a slower speed than his cock, sending searing pleasure through your entire body.

your flesh moves at the impact of his hips and you cry out as his cock hits the delicious spot inside you that curls your toes. his thumb slips from your ass and you whimper dejectedly; the full feeling subsiding slightly as his hand grips your tits, pinching your nipple as he hums in your ear. "don't want my pretty little slut feeling so needy all the time, right?" he mutters, nosing at your hair as he fucks into you with no abandon. your fingers clench to the sides of the sink as you let out a strangled, "yes, sir-"

"so if you use your words, I'll give you anything you want." he groans, hand smacking your ass as the other squeezes your jaw. you nod, agreeing with his words though his cock has rendered you nearly speechless. he hums in approval before muttering, "now you're goign to play with your clit until you cum."

you let your eyes roll back at the commanding tone as your hand snakes down to rub tight, blisteringly pleasurable circles over your bundle of nerves.

but it's immediately too much so soon; you're already so close to your orgasm that a jagged gasp falls from your lips, jumping at the feeling.

"no, 's too much," you moan, head falling back as your finger teases your clit, flames of pleasure licking up isnide you.

but Joel smirks, "why're you still doin' it, then?" he teases, cock hitting so deep and bruising that you think you may see stars.

you moan out, "w-wanna cum, wanna make you happy, Joel." you whimper, completely forgetting to call him sir; but you feel his brows furrow as a moan ripples from his lips - "y'makin' me real happy right now, darlin', look at you. fucked out on this old man's cock, doin' whatever I say, desperate and willing. you're perfect, aren't you?"

you shiver in pleasure at his praise, fingers shaking as you rub your clit, trying so hard not to ruin your orgasm by cumming too soon. his cock spears into you at a pace that will certainly bruise your hips; your breath is punched out of you, your gasps and moans painting the air.

"say it, baby." he orders, hand stroking your breast a staunch contradiction to his brutal pace. "tell me how perfect you are for me."

you wail, head falling back onto his broad, thick shoulder as he runs his mouth over your shoulder, nipping as he goes. you're out of breath - "p-perfect, I'm perfect for you Joel, fuck, don't stop. so good, so good-" you mumble, fucked out after only a few minutes.

he hums, nodding into you. "taught you well, didn't I? you're my perfect little star."

you nod, "yes, sir, thank you-" you squeal in pleasure as he strokes long and slow, pushing you nearly to the brink as your legs shake. you can't take it, though - your fingers stop their ministrations, shaking and burning as you pull away from your clit, so close from just his cock and-

a slap to your cheek as Joel's lips bite into your jaw, "put your fuckin' hand back right now. you don't stop 'till I tell you to."

you swallow shakily, shaking your head, "I can't- it's too much, I can't-"

"fine." he snaps, slapping your cheek again before one hand slips to grip hard at your shoulder, lifting one of your legs up onto the sink; his other hand snakes down to pinch your tortured clit and you scream as he grunts in your ear, "I'll do it myself."

he's unforgiving on your quivering cunt, barely able to stay upright as he pushes you down, your cheeks pressing to the cool counter as he pounds down into you, shooting you into a hurtling race towards your orgasm.

he brutally fucks into you in a blinding pace. you nearly scream as white-hot pleasure rips through you, your hands falling to the counter as he coaxes a mind-bending orgasm from you. you see white as you cum, pulsing and writhing over his cock as it spears into you, splitting you open.

"that's it, baby-" he lets out a loud moan, biting into your neck as he continues the brutal pace, "jesus- s'fucking tight, baby, can barely move-" his hands fall to your hips, using you as a fuck toy to finish himself off; you're still writhing with the ecstasy of the orgasm, relishing in the way his hands hold you.

"where're you gonna take me, baby?" he grunts, voice strained: he's so close.

you scramble, holding his hips as you nearly pass out - pleasure too much. "cum on my ass, please sir." you mutter, heat licking up your throat as the words come out.

he moans and pulls out of you suddenly, hand flying from your skin to his cock, a slick noise as he quickly tugs himself until hot spurts of his cum paint the skin of your ass. "pretty girl," he grunts to himself, "an' you're all mine."

you hum, moaning quietly as his thumb soothes over your skin, spreading his cum over your ass and pressing it slightly against your ass. your cunt flutters in arousal at the action and he hums, "y'like that, don't you, pretty girl?"

you nod as you let out a shaky sigh and he presses a kiss to your spine, "good." it's a whisper on your skin, a promise.

he's barely grabbed a towel to wipe his cum off your skin before you're turned around on jelly legs - his strong arms pull you in so fast you barely have a second to straighten out - he's nuzzling into your wet hair in a way that has your heart thumping and your throat dry.

his heart beats against your cheek, body warm, chest heaving along with yours.

heat, affection - they swirl in your chest as his bare body cradles yours. intimately.

your sweet skin is sticky with sweat when Joel comes to, out of the bliss of his and your orgasms.

he's just as sweaty as you, though the clean skin and foggy mirror have started to clear up. Joel nearly huffs a short laugh at the thought of taking yet another shower - christ knows the two of you are once again filthy - but he kind of likes it, in a way. a secret.

he brushes it off when he feels your fingers curl around his arm; he had barely noticed that he'd tugged you upright and right into his chest, holding you as tight as he could. for some reason, his mind reaches back to earlier in the evening, when he'd heard that branch - the fear, the panic that'd risen in him. he's not sure why, or at least, he won't think about it. you hadn't mentioned it, but he'd seen your hands shake and your eyes cloud with fear.

something for another time, because he has you warm and pliant and naked in his arms. he barely noticed how his lips press at your hairline; it's just... well, feels natural.

like you both need it.

"stay here, please." you ask meekly, quietly. the first words spoken in a minute; you're swallowing around the nerves and anxiety that crawl in your chest, he can tell. he feels them, too.

he's taken aback as he stares at you - you both have patrol again in the morning, is it not... aren't you going to get tired of him?

won't you find him annoying, or gross in the morning when he inevitably pulls you closer in his sleep, when the dreams are too real and he shoots up in bed?

the panic subsides as he stares into your warm eyes, hopeful, bashful. he smiles gently, biting through the smile in embarrassment at how willing he is to stay. he'd stay forever if you asked.

Joel nods through his surprise, though, his body and heart and head aching to lie with you once again, to feel the calmest sleep he's had in years.

"course, darlin', I'll..." he pulls you in closer, so he doesn't have to look at those damn eyes when he finally admits it -

"I'll stay as long as you want."

feedback welcome as always :') <3

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arminsesposa · 6 months

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Sick Day

Gojo Satoru x Female Sick reader!

You could never hide anything from your fiancé as he immediately noticed your sickness.

Fluff, somewhat short

Happy Holidays everyone! This may or may not be my last writing of 2023. I’m actually sick so I took some inspiration.

Don’t forget to Reblog! :-)

Satoru Gojo knew his fiancé by the back of his hand. The moment he met you, he fell hard. Never wanting to leave your side, always bothering you, and finally asking you out on a date. The chemistry and connection was ultimately there between you guys as you guys were inseparable. As he finally proposed to you after a couple of years of you two being together. Now living in a shared apartment, Satoru was beyond excited of his new life with you.

As you sniffled and coughed hard, you were dying. Satoru had left to get groceries as you woke up and began to clean. You tried your best to hide your sickness from him, leaving and excusing yourself whenever you needed to cough or sneeze or any sniffle you had hoping you fiancé didn’t catch on. As you made your way to the kitchen to wash the dishes from last night’s dinner you felt dizzy. Was it from the high fever that you’ve been ignoring? Or the chest pain from every cough you tried hiding. As you finished the dishes, you swayed too much almost collapsing as you dropped a glass. As Satoru entered the apartment the sound of glass shattering caught his attention as he made his way to the kitchen only to see you on the floor picking up the pieces of shattered glass. “(Y/N) what’s wrong?” He asked as he placed a hand on your back and realized something was wrong with you. “You’re definitely not feeling well huh” he noticed your body language and how flushed your face was as you faced him. “Im fine” you tried lying to his face as he immediately got up and carried you bridal style. “Honey, you can’t lie to me. I’ve known you since forever! Last time you lied to me was when you told me Megumi had a girlfriend!” He said with a cheerful grin. “Let me take care of you! You always take care of me, and now it’s my turn” he said as he laid you down the bed and covered you with a blanket.

As you groan and complain almost growing pale, Satoru makes you a tea, feeds you a chicken noodle soup (he secretly called Nanami over since he accidentally burned the first one he made) as he sat down at a nearby chair watching over you. “Toru?” You say in a weak and sick tone of voice as you look over at him. The moment you call his name he looks at you and he notices how weak your voice was. The concern on his face only grew as he listened to the tone of your voice as he was starting to get seriously worried about your health. "Yeah Baby? What is it?" He asked. “Why are you still near me? I’m gonna get you sick” you said as you coughed and sniffled trying to tell him to get out of the shared room. Satoru laughed and grinned like an idiot before continuing “I'm staying right here with you. I won't leave you as you recover from this. I'll be by your side every step of this recovery, I promise." He said cupping your face as he saw how sad you looked. As you held his hand cupping your face you immediately smiled feeling so thankful to have such an amazing fiancé. As you decided to scoot on one side of the bed and tapped on the empty side “satoru will you lay down next to me?” You asked with a gentle smile “I know I don’t want to get you sick so maybe it’s not a good idea” you said shaking your head as you sniffled.

The moment you made the request for him to lay down next to you he couldn't help but get a little bit flustered. He was instantly overwhelmed by the pure affection and cuteness that you were giving right now and he quickly snapped out of it the moment you brought up the fact that maybe it's not a good idea due to not wanting him to get sick. He then got his thoughts back in order and he spoke back to you while smiling softly. "Well do you really want me to lay down next to you?” He teased you as you groaned at his tactics. You immediately took back what you said “I wanted you too, but I don’t want you to get sick, so never mind” as he immediately protested and frowned. Those words instantly made him melt a little bit on the inside as he felt an instant wave of affection overwhelm him. The thought of you being so considerate of him and his health made him feel happy and it gave him an instant burst of confidence. "Well it's my job as a fiancé to take care of you so there's no way I'm staying far away from you. If I have to get sick by being by your side, so be it. I'm laying down." He said as he laid down next to you and he covered both himself and you with the warm blanket. As you cupped his face, now facing him you had to ask him to make sure “Satoru are you sure, I don’t want you getting sick” you said as you sniffled once again. The moment he felt your hand cup his cheek like that he felt your love and warmth as The touch of your hand against his cheek made him feel a surge of affection all over his body and he can feel his cheeks instantly turning red. "Well... You're recovering and I'm just gonna stay with you and not leave your side. So if I get sick by it then I'll just have to deal with it." He said wrapping his arms around you knowing that when he gets sick. That you’ll be there by his side no matter what. As you two slept comfortably together in each other’s arms.

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bananaman-mp3 · 3 months

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[ID: A screenshot of a reblog with the blog's url and profile picture scribbled outin red that reads: "...conditionally and only if you never disagree with them? O.o"

the tags underrneath read: "#it never stops baffling me #how fandom turned these two into some idea of love #when the story is literall Naruto obsessign over Sasuke who is not interrsted #and then beating him almost to death because Sasuke doesn't think genocide is good pooitcal move actually #like FFS pls read more mangas people" End ID]

are you serious... if naruto only loved him conditionally why did he risk everything to save him, even when everyone else was set on killing him for being a traitor to konoha?

the guy threw his dignity away, in the eyes of everyone, to defend public enemy #1

he always called sasuke his friend, he never stated that he would only consider him a friend only if he returned as a konoha ninja.

loves him conditionally my ass.

and like- the idea that naruto can only love people that never disagree with him is so fundamentally against his character it's almost comical. if that were true naruto wouldve simply killed nagato. he wouldn't have tried to understand him or talk him out of it the way he did, once he heard his story. he wouldn't have tried talking to obito either. or even neji, konohamaru and inari, as small as those moments look in comparison.

the obsession part would make more sense, given how much he thought about him and wanted him back, to the point even his friends and the girl who was in love with sasuke thought it was too much.

yet the part about naruto beating sasuke up is... weird. they do realize naruto was fighting him because sasukes idea of a revolution meant to martyr himself for the sake of peace, the way his brother did, right?

they do realize that sasuke wanted to kill him at that point too, right? that it wasn't naruto beating a defenseless sasuke, right?

if anything, naruto was leaning on the defensive side and sasuke was the one trying to beat him up. but the were pretty fucking tied in terms of power. thats why he came close to killing sasuke (and viceversa. stop treating sasuke like a weakling.)

now, that doenst mean naruto is completely in the right to simply undermine or ignore konohas wrongdoing just because it only fuels the cycle of violence. naruto himself is victim of konohas shit system, and he has acknowledged many of the problems it caused. he promised to nagato that hed help amegakure when he became hokage.

of course you could argue that narutos methods may not be as effective for change as sasukes more aggressive plan, since systemic change is rarely if ever achievable by working within it. but im not that good with politics so i dont think im the best to talk about it, and that already goes beyond the topic here.

sasukes violent reaction to konohas mistreatment of the uchiha was completely understandable and anyone in his place wouldve don the same. lets make that clear here. i think saying he was highly justified is not a controversial take, at least here. konoha and the shinobi system ARE fucked up.

also, love that 'sasuke is not interested' bit. op, why did sasuke want to kill naruto? tell me.

me when im not interested:

so yeah i think that's a pretty inaccurate take on sasukes feelings towards naruto.

#i know other people would probably do a better job counterarguing but i read that and was so pissed off i just had to run my mouth lmao #sasuke and narutos relationship has consumed me im beyind saving #sns #sasunaru #narusasu #naruto analysis #kinda.....?#sasunarusasu #naruto x sasuke #sasuke x naruto #banana bluhs #sasuke uchiha

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dimepdf · 2 years

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DATING KURT WOULD INCLUDE. + KURT KUNKLE

masterlist. / taglist. / any request? synopsis. what being in a relationship with Kurt would be like.

pairing. kurt kunkle x reader

genre and warnings. 18+ under cut MDNI, none gender specific, incel Kurt, fluff, gamer boyfriend trope, not canon to movie, just silly little headcanons, i honestly don't know how to tag this. | — feedback is always welcomed & don’t forget to reblog 🤍

Honestly, I can not believe that you guys convinced me to write this. You literally put a gun to my head and told me to start writing this with my black ass.

Ight come get y'all juice ig.

Kurt is the type of boyfriend who just doesn't know what to do when you show him affection, the man takes a minute to process every compliment that you give him.

"Wait...Did you just call me a pretty boy?"

"Kurt, I said that an hour ago, babe."

Your first date is going to be cheap.

I'm just being honest here, but that doesn't mean that this man wouldn't burn a hole in his pockets just to buy you whatever you want from the McDonald's dollar menu.

He will randomly just check up on you throughout the day.

Even if you're spending it together, he’ll suddenly just stop what he’s doing and analyze you for a bit.

Despite you two being in a relationship, Kurt pulls zero bitches, no matter how much he tries to present himself as this super confident guy with a super hot partner.

And because of that, he’s very inexperienced when it comes to relationships.

You have to be the one to initiate everything when it comes to your relationship.

But when you are being affectionate, you have to turn it all the way up a notch because this man is kind of dense.

You would wrap your arms around him as he sat in his gamer chair watching him play one of his silly little games.

The sound leaking from his headset as you shifted to his lap, unaffected by your presence, thinking you just wanted to cuddle.

But then you start kissing him on the collarbone...

Man's is instantly hard.

here's where it get's a little spicy...

You discover that Kurt is quite vocal during sex.

Like a modern day porn star, you cannot shut him the fuck up.

Every little touches from you makes him feel like he’s experiencing sex for the first time, every time.

It isn't that hard to please him since he’s never felt the touch of a everyone ever in his life, so you would give him the most sheet gripping, teeth clenching, knuckle biting head of his life.

Kurt has this thing with eye contact.

You have to look him in the eye while you guys are having sex or he just can’t cum.

Same with biting.

He doesn't do it to you, but he’ll burst at the seams if you tease him by sinking your teeth into any part of his body.

Do not try this with his slong.

He has accidentally hit you before the time that you tried to jump scare him.

His reflexes are insane.

Also he cries.

You have to give that man aftercare because he literally breaks down.

That post-nut clarity hits him like a ton of fucking bricks.

All he wants to do is be the little spoon and cuddle with you.

okay back to being cute again...

Whenever he wins a round, you have to kiss him.

He’ll spring from his gamer chair at the end of the round and jump onto the mattress just to steal a kiss from you.

will brag about you to the ten-year olds online that he’s playing with

“Yeah, well my partner is super freaking hot so…no im not lying dude!”

“Y/N! COME TELL THEM THAT YOU’RE TOTALLY REAL AND NOT MY MOM!”

waking up and seeing him on the game or making his little "beep boop" music in the corner of the room with the lights turned off.

“Jesus Christ Kurt, turn on the light at least you look like a serial killer.”

“Oh I'm sorry honey, I just didn't want to wake you!”

He constantly asks you for your opinion on everything.

He just can’t help it.

He just constantly wants your approval and wants to impress everyone, especially you.

Lowkey, he has this thing with taking pictures of you while you're sleeping, like his entire camera roll would be just you sleeping in random places he likes to scroll through whenever he’s bored.

You guys do fight, just not very often, but when you do, it's usually over something very serious.

“....are you mad at me Y/N?”

“You literally drove off and left me in a random fucking parking lot because of a game sale Kurt.”

Since he is very into being social media famous, you do have to bring the hammer on him sometimes to stop him from doing dangerously stupid trends.

But other than that, your relationship is usually just shits and giggles.

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YOU ALWAYS HAD ME — synopsis: what would you do if your hot best friend agreed to fake date you to make your ex-boyfriend jealous? will it ruin your friendship or will it prevail into something more?

⤿ [ 04 ] help, typo; * of ⟶ off! * & timestamps do not matter.

Gojo Satoru is many things but being punctual? Is never on his agenda.

However, that seems to differ when it comes to you.

“Hey," he greeted. Satoru was there with his hands tucked inside his pockets, leaning against the digital door of your home.

Sometimes the fact that he has his digital fingerprint on your door slips off your mind. Sometimes. But he has never crossed any boundaries. That’s what normal bestfriends do right? They give each other their passwords to their home?

Well, that’s what you think. Not to your friends though…

"Hi," you smiled sheepishly.

“You’re all dressed up. Going somewhere YN? Who's your lucky date?”

“Heyyyyy look at you! But yeah, you’re the lucky one.” You grinned, walking up to him and linking your arms together.

“So where are you taking me?” You broke off the silence between the two of you while he led you to his car.

He pinched your cheek with his free hand — a habit of his. “You’ll see, baby. After you m’lady.”

With that, he drove off.

The car ride was insanely long, to say you weren’t sleepy was an understatement. You tried your best to fight your demons and keep your eyes open but to no avail. Satoru, on the other hand, noticed. You were never one to stay awake in car rides.

“Go to sleep baby. I’ll wake you up when we arrive.”

That was your cue. You fell asleep.

After what felt like an eternity, you got woken up by your fake boyfriend’s hand over your eyes.

“Hold on to my arms while I close your eyes. It has to be a surprise!!” You were tired of Satoru’s antics but he brought you out when you were feeling down so who were you to complain?

The sounds of the rowdy streets freaked you a little — you still had your eyes closed. But Satoru’s gentle touch on your skin grounded you. — You felt safe with him.

“OKAY! I’M RELEASING MY HANDS IN 3..2..1!” He finally let go of his hands that were previously resting on your eyes, but his eyes never left yours.

You had to adjust the sight before you. When you realize where he took you, you jump into his arms, thanking and kissing every part of his face.

He never expected that reaction out of you, but did he mind? Not a bit! His bestfriend No, his crush! Was kissing him! He was beyond the moon. Everyone around you could see the love he had for you in his eyes.

If only you knew.

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ghostiiess · 7 months

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[NSB HEADCANONS] - them taking care of you when you’re pregnant!

synopsis: title says it all!

warnings: mention of morning sickness, vomiting, pregnancy stuff… some mistakes here and there

type: fluff

members: everyone

wc: around 200 by members? i think? so around 1.4K

not feeling 100% great atm, so im sorry if theres mistakes :((

reblogs and likes are very appreciated!

OLIVER MOY - the one who would support you by doing the tasks / giving you compliments during that period

The sweetest man

He would literally be the best dad, fr

LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN HIM WITH KIDS??? (Talking abt the members rn 🤣)

He would do all the tasks for you

And compliment you!

Oli would make sure that you eat food and drink your water

« And here’s for you, my love!!! Your favorite pasta! »

he would be soooo supportive 🥹

« Hey baby, I’ll take care of it! Go rest yourself, alright? »

« c’mon my love. Go take a break, I’ll do the chores! »

He’s literally the man we all wish we had in our life

« You look so beautiful with that baby dump »

« our baby will be so pretty »

« Do you think they will have my eyes or yours? Gosh, i hope they will have yours.. yours are so pretty »

OLIVER MOY, STOP BEING SO DAMN CUTE LIKE???

He would literally be the cutest man alive during this time (as if he wasnt enough sweet like that)

like tell me if im wrong (im not)

(Others members under the cut!)

SEBASTIAN MOY - the one who would try to make you laugh / smile

Listen…

This man would try to make the time less crampy

less painful too

Remember the video where he took the pregnancy test? He was screaming.

He knows you’re strong enough, and everything… but he hates seeing you in pain (even though its normal since ur literally pregnant lol)

So, obvs since he know it hurts, he would try to make the time less hard for you :( bc he know that the test and the pregnancy state is two completely different things

he took the pregnancy test and it hurted him so bad... he can't imagine it must be for you

But if he can make the time less painful by making you laugh / smile, he would do it

This man would buy flowers.

I just see him walking in ur house and being like « hey, here’s flowers for the future mommy »

Also, he would try to crack jokes here and there

Pregnancy jokes, even!

« Why did the pregnant woman go on a picnic? Because she was craving a little something extra! »

thank you seb for this joke 😐

He would also bring your favorite food / drinks 🥤

He would search them on google and he would be so proud

"im gonna be the funny one in this family"

He’s the energetic member of the group, but for you, he would try to rest and not move too much 🥲 like this man would, surprisingly, be calm (only for you, babe)

Seb would be such a good supporter too, although affirmations is not his first love language, he would be super cute. i promise you :)

RYAN NGUYEN - the one who would help you with ur cravings / the one who try to make you relax

He would judge you so bad for ur cravings

But he would buy them for you

Why? Bc even though he thinks its weird, he knows it could make u happy and make you smile

And him seeing your smile can easily make his day 😚

« babe, i love you with all my heart, i truly do, but… why are you putting bananas in apple sauce and yogourt…? »

But he loves you! (sometimes hes giving you a side eye)

Also… he would literally take care of everything

A bit like Oliver would do :)

« Babe, don’t worry abt it! I can take care of it »

« Need help? Alright, wait a sec »

He would quit his game for you in like 0.3844843 sec

« What the fuck just happened?!?!- baby? Need help? Yeah, one sec… alright boys, im heading out » (he would say smth like that)

« Go relax, my love. I can do it »

« Baby… stop overworking yourself! I know you can do it, but i want you to relax… you’ve been working all day »

Also, even thought it doesn’t look like it, he would be super supportive

He’s just more an ‘actions’ than a ‘word’ kind of person

JUSTIN PHAN - the one who would send you voices messages during your day to make sure ur taking care of urself and not overworking / help you with your morning sickness

Justin would be the type to grab his phone during a really important moment and just text you / give u voice messages

Although he know u love helping around in the house and doing ur tasks, he make sure that you don’t get overworked

« Hey baby, im with the boys at the store… do u need anything at the store? »

This man’s would also help you during the morning sickness

He just want the best for you 😁

Jp look like the person who knows when there’s a problem without you having to say it

« Hey baby, is everything okay? »

Like idk why but he look like the type that would read faces lol

he has this gut feeling, what can i say?

« Hold on, drink that glass of water, okay? Deep breath, baby… »

« Yeah, just like that »

If he see you vomiting, he would take ur hair up and pat ur back

« it’s okay baby, let it all out, everything's gonna be fine»

« if anything happen, wake me up alright? I want to be there for you »

Like for sure, seeing vomit is not the most aesthetic thing he saw, but he knows that it’s normal

KANE RATAN - the one who would massage you and listen to you

this man would be so cute.

I literally said that to everyone 💀 but it’s true

We all know how kane give good massages

This man know what he’s doing!

He probably took massages classes when he was younger, bc this man would give u the best massage ever

« come here, i will give you a lil’ massage, baby… let me knock out the stress away! »

Also, during the massage…

He would literally let you talk about your pregnancy, how the cramps are, how is it… or just random stuff haha

In others words: let you vent abt what ur going through during that time, because he knows its not always easy

« Tell me if it hurt, okay? I don’t want to hurt you »

Also, i feel he would be the type to ask this question:

« Do you think we’ll have a girl or a boy? »

« if im being honest, i don’t really mind if its a girl or a boy… as long as they’re happy, im happy »

« Do you think we could play anime music? Do you think it would make them a fan of AOT? Or we could play one piece!! omg baby, do you think they would like aot or one piece more? »

Not Kane wanting to make ur future baby (not even borned yet lol) a fan of AOT… such a relaxing and childish anime, wow!!!

DARREN LIANG - the one who would cook for you and kiss ur cramps away

We all know how Darren is a great cook

So I’m sure he would love to cook for you :)

« hey babe, i just cooked ur favorite meal! »

Isn’t he so cute? 🥹

The con is that he would judge your cravings.. like Ryan.

BUTTTTT he know it can make you happy, so he would obviously make them for you if it can make you happy!

Also, he would kiss your cramps away

To me, he looks like such a sweetheart when it come to pain or smth like that

« Hey baby, are you okay? »

« Do you want me to help you? »

A bit like Kane, dar’ would give you a little massage

« You’re so cute baby »

And he would kiss you 🤭 bc it’s Darren we’re talking abt!

also, if ur in the mood... its ur lucky day!! bc this man's always in the mood!

« Are you feeling a bit better? »

« Come and rest next to me, alright? »

He’s such a sweetheart, woah

REGIE MACALINO - the one who would go shopping with you for baby clothes / decorations

He would be the best dad ever, no joke

He would buy soooo many decorations and clothes, like we all know how regie has style, like there’s absolutely no way his son / daughter won’t have style too

And even if regie says « i put whatever i want » like okay maybe he do, but like it is styled in a way that i can’t explain lmaooo

I’m sorry, he just seem to be the type to search a bit in store, then on pinterest to see what would look good lol 🫢

I’m sure regie would be the type to search on Pinterest some baby decorations

Btw, your baby's room would be sooo messy, im so sorry

Regie would only look for cool bedsheets and fun decorations, but not for organizer bc have you seen his room?? Guys, it’s a bit messy im sorry

So regie wouldn’t be the type to buy organizer, BUTTTTTT he would make sure to let (try) the piece clean with his kid if it can make you happy

Regie seems tough, but he’s indeed a big sweetheart

He has sm love for us the star (his fan) so imagine for his kid-

He would be the cutest dad ever, like I’m sure regie would be there for his kid in all the ways he can

He would take care of you so so much too

He would be like Oliver haha

Sing for you, make you food, do the tasks (look how gentleman he is)… also, he would def make the baby like him more.. im sorry

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Olegie has my heart 🤭

100% recommand this man!

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madlittlecriminal · 1 year

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Heeyyy, not sure if your requests are open or not... If not, no worries, feel free to ignore this, lol. But I gotta say, I absolutely adored your mk fanfics! They were just so good! And it got me thinking, you know? What if, in Steven's date episode (the one in the series), the reader showed up? Like, maybe she could be the waitress or just someone who happened to be alone at the restaurant and saw him there. What do you think would make her approach him? I don't know, maybe a sense of sympathy, or just wanting to be cool? Or maybe he's just really good-looking? Who knows! Anyway, sorry if I rambled a bit, and please forgive any mistakes in my English. It's not my first language. Once again, I LOVED your mk fanfics!

- Anon🐌

Chocolates and Wine ☾ Steven Grant × Female!Reader

your English is great, don't worry anon! :) im glad you liked my fics though! it means a lot to be honest, especially since i was hesitant at first to write for the moon boys. but you and everyone else who has liked and reblogged my work has made my days so much better :') thank you and i hope you enjoy! :) also, i ramble too, so you can ramble as much as you want!

Warnings: being stood up, the so-called date of reader has no specified gender

You glanced at your phone and sighed when you saw it was now 7:30 and your date wasn't there. 30 minutes late and not one message to you saying that they were cancelling or at least letting you know that they were running late. Honestly, you were beginning to lose hope. However, when you turned around to see a guy looking a bit sad after getting off the phone, you felt bad. Had he gone through the same thing you were?

It was kind of unfortunate really. I mean, he was handsome. Not to mention that he looked good in black, but that was beside the point. You saw he had a heart shape box with him, and you quickly knew it was chocolate. The waiter walked over to him, and you quickly decided that there was no way you were going to waste this night and let him be sad.

He looked too good to be sad anyway.

So, you did what you thought was right and quickly ran up to the table and sat down across from him. The look of shock on his face was hard to miss and you let out a breath. "Sorry I'm late! I typed the wrong address and from rushing to get here, I forgot to let you know." The waiter smiled at you while the man in front of you was frozen. "Did you order yet?" He shook his head and you smiled. "Great! Can I get a glass of red please?" The waiter nodded and looked over that the man. "And for you sir?" He nodded and looked up at the waiter. "Y-yeah, I'll take the same. Thank you." The waiter left while scribbling the drinks down on his notepad. Once he was far, you looked over at the man, his dark brown eyes meeting yours.

"Sorry if I scared you, sir. I thought it was best if I joined you." He shook his head. "No worries. I saw you waiting and I thought it was for someone. D-Did you get stood up?" You look down at menu the man had and sighed. "Unfortunately. I don't understand why people do that, y'know? Did you get stood up too or did they have the decency to reschedule?" You scanned the menu before deciding what you wanted before passing it back to him. He took it and embarrassment was written on his face. "I got the days mixed up. Thought today was Friday when it's actually Sunday."

"Yeah, it happens. Especially when time goes by quickly, you lose track of days, right?" Something was written on his face as the waiter came back with the wine before putting it down and asking if you were ready to order. You and the stranger placed your orders and he walked away. "You could say that. Sorry, I'm Steven...with a v." You raised your brow with a small smile as you looked at him. "Nice to meet you Steven with a v. I'm (Y/N)." His embarrassment quickly faded, and a small smile crept on his face. "This date of yours, did he bail because he was nervous?" You shrugged. "I wouldn't know. Tried contacting them and they never responded, so I gave up and came to your table."

"Out of pity?" You took a sip of your wine. "Honestly? Maybe a bit, but I figured I would take my chances. You seemed decent enough to talk to." He chuckled. "Thank you...I think?" You smiled. "Plus, it was a bonus for me since you definitely are cuter than who my date was." He raised a brow. "A man?" You shrugged. "Male, female, gender neutral, doesn't matter. You're really handsome, Steven." He looked down at his hands and you tilt your head to the side. Did he not get compliments? Surely a man this handsome got compliments daily, right?

He gave you a shy smile. "I'm not used to flattery, so I'm sorry." You grinned. "It's fine," your waiter returned with the food and you both began indulging on the food, having a nice conversation. You found out he was an Egyptian mythology buff and you thought it was cute. He told you about how he wanted to be a tour guide for the museum he worked at, but his boss was, and you'd quote "a complete twat" which made you snort. You told him about your career and your different interests as well, causing him to look at you with so much focus that you honestly became nervous.

However, as quickly as this whole thing started, it came to an end; he paid and you gave the tip since he refused to split the bill, insisting that you did so much for him, the least he could've done was pay for your food as well. As you both began to leave, you traded numbers, agreeing to hang out again soon. He then looked at the chocolate box that was now under his arm and turned to you. "Do you like chocolate?" You were shocked by his response and nodded. He handed you the box of chocolates with a smile. "There you go, love. Enjoy, yeah? You did a lot for me today and it was great. Thank you."

"You're welcome, Steven. Do you need a ride?" He hesitated for a second before nodding. "Yeah, alright." With that, you gave him your phone so he could put his address in it and got into your car. Honestly, you were glad your date stood you up or else you wouldn't have met Steven. After Steven handed your phone back to you, you send the person a text saying that you wished them the best, but you were no longer interested in them. You deleted their number and went back to your navigation app and began taking Steven home.

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candyredappledragon · 6 months

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h-hi! the name is kieran. nice to meet you! ive been here for a bit and uhm.... sadly figuring out how to use this site! ( kind of afraid of interacting with others especially but im trying my best to not be easily scared ! ) i am not familiar with technology and or online things/words so please be patient with me. i know there are other kierans here too and honestly theyre pretty cool! ....d-dont tell them i said that. im not really a battler so if you are trying to look for one then im sorry to say that you will be disappointed but you can ask the others though. really sorry

..uh thank you for checking my blog— furret youre on my facEXSFDGCVHH

🍎 Please no genuine anon hate, nsfw, or anything really bad. ( You can be mean to Kieran! ) Pelipper mail is okay ( but malice is off for now ). Sapient Pokemon or the likes of interacting are fine too, Kieran is too much of a goofball to notice it. Please don't give him Pokemon the thought is appreciated but if you do they'll turn into stickers lol.

Please don't be weird. I'm serious. As well PLEASE be patient with me and not be pushy. I'm trying my best!

This Kieran is in AU as to what happens if Florian doesn't lie to him about Ogerpon and whatnot! Kieran still doesn't get Ogerpon and is fine with it ( kind of, as in this made him feel inferior to having friends and will always be chosen over by other people. ) His way of thinking is that maybe he should try to be nice and kind to others so that will help him get friends as he sees Florian do this the same to others. ( The only thing Kieran thinks he's not good at is having a funny personality. He is very awkward in person. ) Blueberry Academy was hard on him as he was almost practically as ignored and students tend to forget he is the champion because of his cowardly personality. Florian took over later as champion. Okay there.

(By the way this is a summary please don't hurt me. 💔)

Plus I will try to draw for asks but they won't be the best but surely will motivate me to draw! If there are no asks then I'll just draw daily things with Kieran so it's a win-win for me!

💥 This Kieran doesn't like to get involved with stuff so feel free to drag him into antics! He isn't the one to approach people either so if you are wondering why I don't start convos with other blogs with asks that's why. ( I'm shy too. ) He's a bit of a coward online and in person but he won't shy away trying to be friends with others.

🍎 Posts are tagged to make things easier! Feel free to block one of them to make your experience smooth!

Art related: art tag , art reply , daily Kieran art

Text related: text reply/reply text , text ask , text post , ooc post , reply reblog

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Anything you want to be tagged? Please let me know! :)

"Can we use your art?" Feel free to use the art or whatever! Don't need to credit and I prefer not to be credited. You can edit it too! Idgaf just no bigotry. :,] "What do we call you and do you have pronouns?" Uhm, you can call me Eight or any other version of the number 8 itself. [ Ex: Ocho, Hachi, Acht, etc ]. No pronouns! Refer me to by name or just call me mod or some other third thing lol. "What art program do you use?" Clip Studio Paint! "Are you okay with collabs?" Of course! Please feel free to message me anytime. :] "What time do you post art/responses?" Uhm....... anytime to be honest? My sleep schedule is ABYSMAL. I am very much online unless I'm busy doing comp. "Are replies time sensitive when interacting with this blog?" Nope! Take your time with your replies. I am pretty chill and everyone is pretty busy with real life. Fair warning I'm a ditz. :( "Why did you make this blog?" To draw Kieran a thousand times over until I'm dead lol. ( Even if it isn't posted on this blog!) And world build my stupid au. :u I'm just currently on a small burnout on drawing. I'm sorry. :c

"Is this a sideblog?" Yeah, you are never going to find out my main!! It's very cringe ( it has different media art ). I will interact with my other sideblog with thoughts and reactions at times. [ if you are curious @/hahahasquib ]

"Do you like Kieran?" No. ( Yes. A normal amount. )

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builtbybrokenbells · 1 year

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Spitfire | viii

Jake and y/n have made amends, leaving room for only love while he takes her around the world with him. As their story comes to a close, he’s got one last trick up his sleeve to impress her.

Read part seven here

Read the epilogue here

Pairing: jake kiszka x f!reader

Word count: 5.7k

Warnings: SMUT 18+, hot and heavy scene right below the cut but not sex, unprotected sex (wear protection pls), oral (f!receiving), quickie, hair pulling, hint of name calling/degradation, slight dom/sub, semi sort of public sex I suppose, a bit of slapping, JAKE SINGING, swearing, fluff, sorry if i miss any!

hi! last chapter!!! this fic is literally my baby and I’ve had so much fun writing this, and im so grateful for everyone who’s come along on the ride! thank you so much for every like, comment, reblog and comment. ive read all of them and they make my heart incredibly happy. I hope the ending concludes everything pretty well and you all like it. i am currently writing an epilogue because i HAVE to, it’ll just be some more tooth-rotting in the future fluffiness. anyway, without further ado, enjoy, always be kind, and don’t mind any grammar mistakes 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

“Jake, baby…” you breathed, head falling back on the pillows. His lips were dancing over your collarbones, making it impossible to think about anything else. His hand was on your hip, fingers dipping just under your panty-line, begging you to let him keep going. “Gonna be late.” You finally said, coming back to your senses a little more.

“We won’t,” he mumbled against your skin. “Just sound check, anyway.”

“Your brothers will kill me if you’re late on the first day I’m visiting.” You scolded.

“They’ll be fine.” He assured you, moving down your chest. He opted not remove your bra,, only kissing the skin around it. He advanced down your stomach, all the way to your bellybutton, leaving small marks of love around your navel and hips.

“Jake,” you warned again, causing his motion to stop, now. He looked up at you, an unreadable look on his face.

“Fine,” he hovered over you, not moving completely away yet. “Let’s go to the venue.” He said with a mischievous smile growing on his lips. A jolt of nervousness ran through you, unsure of what he was thinking. He stood, adjusting himself and looking over you. “Come on.” He held a hand out to you. You took it, standing up. He placed a kiss on the top of your head, lingering there for a minute. When he parted, he delivered a small smack to your ass as you walked towards your suitcase. You let out a noise of surprise, causing him to laugh.

“You’re a dick.” You smiled, pulling some clothes from your bag. You continued to dress yourself like you planned to do before he’d rudely interrupted.

“You love me.” He teased. You pulled your dress on, looking over to him with a grin.

“Yeah, I do.” He walked towards you, placing a kiss on your lips. You couldn’t help the disappointment you felt when he broke away. He disappeared into the bathroom, leaving you to finish getting ready. You pulled your makeup bag out of your suitcase and made fast work at applying it.

The night prior, you and Jake had reconciled your issues, leaving the relationship almost better than it had been before the incident. You felt much more secure and confident knowing that he hadn’t done what you assumed, and now he knew exactly how your were feeling. The openness and understanding was something you weren’t used to, and it was wonderful. He knew more about your struggle with being in love and seemed more than willing to work on it together. You were still angry with yourself for disappearing on him, but the more time you spent with him, the more that feeling fizzled away. You felt fantastic that you’d made up with him, and sleeping in bed beside him was more of a remedy to the pain than any words you could share with him.

You were getting ready to watch their concert. It was the first you’d ever been to, and you could barely contain your excitement. You’d watched Jake play guitar over the phone and from a couple videos online, but never in person, mostly because the circumstance never allowed it. He was incredibly nervous, even though he would never say it out loud. He’d given up hope that you were going to come to Atlanta, and now that you were there, he was nervous he hadn’t practiced well enough. He was insistent on impressing you, but he had no idea that he didn’t even have to try for him to do that. It was nearing the time the boys had to be at the venue for their final soundcheck before the show. They’d done a quick one the night before, but due to Jake’s broken strings and sudden disappearance, they thought it best to do another. You were almost thankful for it, excited to see the whole set-up before the real performance.

Josh had dropped your bags off outside of Jake’s room earlier that day, assuming things had gone well when he didn’t hear from you. Sam and Danny had no idea you decided to go to Atlanta after all, and you were eager to surprise them. When Jake returned to you, he had to stop and admire the sight. “Hello, beautiful.” He said, making his way towards you.

“Hi,” you breathed, looking him over, too. He was wearing jeans and a button down, just something simple, but he always seemed to take your breath away.

“Ready to head out?” He asked. You nodded. He placed his hand on your lower back after checking to make sure he had everything he needed. You did the same, then welcomed his touch by leaning into him. He led you to the the door, opening it for you so you could leave first. When you stepped out, you saw the three other boys circled together in the hallway, chattering about something. Sam was the first to look towards the sound of the opening door. When his eyes fell on you, he froze for a moment, completely bewildered to see you there.

“Witchy woman!” He announced, causing the other two boys to look towards you, too. You couldn’t help but smile at them as Danny’s expression lit up, too. Sam bounded over, picking you up in a hug and spinning you around. You let out a laugh, just as happy to see him. “I didn’t know you were coming!” He exclaimed as he put you down.

“Neither did I,” Jake said from behind you.

“Me either.” You admitted. “But I’m glad I did.” You quickly explained.

“So are we,” Jake said, attempting to sound cool about it. He was over the moon that you were there and you had both made up for the week of despair.

Danny took his turn hugging you. “How long are you staying with us?” He asked, looking down at you.

“Uh, until my invite runs out, I guess.” You laughed.

“As if that would ever happen.” He said. When Josh didn’t immediately run to your side, Sam eyed him with an inquisitive look.

“You knew!” He finally exploded, accusing his oldest brother. Josh raised his hands in defence.

“Yeah, but I figured I’d let her tell you herself. I’m sure she had more important things to do rather than entertain you.” Josh shot back. Sam feigned a look of hurt.

“How dare you imply that I’m not the most important person here.”

“Sorry, it must have slipped my mind.” Josh rolled his eyes. “Anyway, if we’re all done with the reunion, we should probably get going. We’re already running late.”

“Right,” Jake nodded, sending him an apologetic look. Josh waved it off, beginning to walk down the hall.

The ride to the venue was filled with laughter and jokes. The atmosphere almost tricked you into believing you’d never left at all, and that nothing bad had ever happened. It was very comforting to know they didn’t hold what happened against you. When you arrived, Jake guided you inside, not willing to stray too far away from you. Their manger was waiting for them by the stage when you walked into the building. When you all reached him, he immediately directed them to where they had to go and telling them what needed to be done, only lightly scolding them for being late. By his tone, you could infer that this was not a rare occurrence. While they filed onto the stage, you took your time to introduce yourself.

“You can sit wherever you’d like,” he told you “if you want, you can stay back here, or you can go down to the main floor. I’m assuming you’ll be back here, later, so you can go get the real concert experience, now.” He laughed.

“Yeah, actually, I might do that.” You said, thinking it was a fantastic idea. He directed you on where to go, immediately getting his attention pulled in another direction. You went through the door he’d pointed out, making your way to the barricade. The arena was huge, the seated area completely surrounding the general admission area.

As soon as you took your place in front of Jake, he caught your gaze and gave you a toothy grin. You waved, excited to have his attention even if you’d been talking to him only moments before. He had his guitar hanging from his neck as he messed with the tuning pegs, trying to get the pitch right on his new string. Sam was plucking notes on the bass without being connected to his amp. Danny was lightly hitting his sticks against the edge of his drums, making a faint metallic ring sound through the air. Josh was saying something to Sam, laughing as he did so. Jake looked to his brothers, letting them know he was good to go.

He flipped on the power to his amp and gave the guitar a small strum, checking the volume. He adjusted the knobs slightly, picking another small tune to see how it sounded. He gave a nod of approval before walking over closer to his twin. Sam did the same with his amps, satisfied with the sound almost immediately. Danny gave a quick burst of the drums, causing the boys to laugh. Josh was the last to go, messing with the mic and the stand before speaking into it. “Hello to the pretty lady in the front row.” He said, looking to you. You gave an enthusiastic wave. “Meet me backstage after the show.” He gave a dramatic wink. You couldn’t help but laugh as Jake shot him a crude hand gesture.

“Watch it,” he warned, but a smile was on his face as he did so.

“Any requests?” Josh asked you. You thought about it for a moment, pretending to ponder really hard.

“Whole Lotta Love!” You yelled back, the joke landing poorly with the boys. They all let out a series of groans. The hate they continually received over sounding like a Led Zeppelin cover band was a taboo subject, and you always found it funny to poke fun at them.

“Alright, security, escort her out of here.” Josh said into the mic, causing you to laugh. He waited a moment before speaking again. “Any real requests?”

“Surprise me!” You said, deciding not to antagonize them any further. Josh looked to his twin and gave a shrug. Jake thought for a moment before taking to his guitar and starting an opening riff. The boys caught on after a moment, beginning to play their own parts.

They ran through a couple songs, not taking their practice too seriously. When they were getting ready to wrap things up, you saw Jake make a move towards Josh. He whispered something in his ear, to which his brother gave a nod and a sly smile. He motioned for Sam to come over and then relayed the message to him. They all turned to the drummer, letting him in on the secret. You watched them quizzically, unsure of what they could be up to. Jake strummed a few off notes, getting a feel for the rhythm of their next song. He adjusted the knobs on his amp slightly before he looked up, sending a smile your way and giving you a wink. He moved closer to Josh, and his brother stepped aside slightly. Your eyes widened, realizing that whatever they were going to play, Jake was going to sing it. You’d never heard him sing before, aside from a few small moments in the car.

Jake started his intro, immediately joined by Sam and Danny. Jake looked a bit nervous, but Josh had a wide smile on his face, fully confident in his brother. You figured from the minute they started conspiring, they were up to no good.

“Raven hair, ruby lips, sparks fly from her fingertips,” Jake sang, attempting his best to keep his confidence. You were starstruck, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. You were amazed at his dedication to your nickname, but more amazed at the sound of his voice. He was really good. When the chorus rolled around, all of the boys joined him, but as soon as the second verse came around, they left him on his lonesome again. By that point, his anxiety had washed away slightly, and he was more comfortable in his singing. He didn’t look up to you until almost the very end, nervous that he would mess up if he saw your face. “She can rock you in the nighttime til’ your skin turns red,” his eyes locked on yours, and he felt a surge of emotion run through him at the sight of your expression. They sang the chorus one last time and played the outro, ending with an elongated chord. They all looked to you, waiting for your reaction.

You exploded into cheers, clapping your hands. They all laughed, Jake and Sam putting their instruments down. Josh fixed the mic stand back to his liking and Jake set his amp back to the way he had it before. You made your move to return to backstage, practically running to meet them. When you came face to face with Jake, he almost looked like he had a blush on his cheeks. “I had no idea you could sing like that!” You exclaimed. He laughed, pulling you into him by your hip.

“In a good, or a bad way?” He said, face inches from yours. You felt your heart flutter.

“Good, very good.” You whispered. He smiled, leaning down and placing a kiss on your lips.

“Not better than me, I hope!” Josh said, dramatically breaking up the moment.

“Never, Josh.” You assured him, subtly winking at Jake. He chuckled, placing another kiss to your forehead. Their manager joined the group, now, and everyone’s attention turned to him.

“They’re gonna open the doors in about thirty minutes,” he told them. The boys nodded. “Get something to eat, get dressed, get your faces on, and be back out here in about three hours.”

“Copy,” Sam gave him a salute. When their manager walked away, he turned to the rest of you. “What are we eating?”

“Whatever is good with me.” You shrugged. The other boys gave a nod of agreement. Sam rolled his eyes.

“You guys are a fantastic help.” He snipped.

“You asked, we answered.” Jake said, not taking any of his shit.

“Barely!”

“Pizza,” Josh gave him a pat on the shoulder, helping him out.

“Again?” Sam complained. His brothers looked between themselves, holding back a laugh.

“You get whatever you want, Sammy.” Josh said, turning and finding his room. Danny broke off, too, and Jake nudged you, telling you to follow him. You both left Sam alone to ponder the dinner choice. Jake brought you to his dressing room, closing the door behind you.

He gave you a soft smile, pulling you into a kiss. You hummed softly, adoring the feeling. He smiled against you, snaking his arm around you. His hand rested on the curve of your back for only for a moment before he moved it downwards. You let a gasp out as he grabbed your ass and pulled you into him. His reached lower, fingers dusting across the hem of your dress that was laying on your thigh. He slipped his fingers underneath, pulling it up so it was just below your hip “Jake,” you pulled your mouth from his, uttering a warning. Although you knew you shouldn’t, his hand felt incredibly good on you, and it had been a long time. It took everything in your power to stop him earlier, and you weren’t sure if you had the willpower to do it again.

“What’s wrong?” He teased, inching your dress further up as he spoke.

“Can’t do this here, you have stuff to do.”

“Yeah, you.” He said, hiking your dress over your ass. You couldn’t help but feel a rush of arousal run through you. He pushed you back into the wall, one hand working at your dress, his other bracing the wall beside your head.

“Someone will hear us.” You rushed out, trying not to notice his hand now attempting to spread your thighs apart.

“Be quiet, then.” He shot back. You involuntarily moved your legs, allowing him access to you. As much as you thought it was a bad idea, you couldn’t help but welcome his touch. “There’s no way I’ll be able to make it through the whole show with you standing there looking like this.” Your breath hitched in your throat, feeling his fingers gently rubbing you through your panties. You were certain they were already soaked, knowing you’d been waiting for this just as long as he was.

“D-don’t want you to be late getting on stage.” You mustered out. His hand pulled your underwear to the side, fingers getting a feel for you again. He sighed at the feeling, running your arousal up to your clit and rubbing slow circles. Your head fell back and rested against the wall, now only being able to focus on what he was doing to you.

“Only reason I didn’t fuck you earlier is because you didn’t want me to be late. I wasn’t, we’re here, and I have time.” He soothed your worry, knowing you were too far in to back out now. “Are you going to be good for me and let me fuck you, or are you going to be a brat?” He asked, applying a little more pressure to you, now.

“M’gonna be good,” You promised. “So good.” He pushed your hair away from your neck and leaned down, placing his lips to your skin.

“That’s my girl.” He mumbled against you. You closed your eyes in bliss, pleasure running through every nerve in your body. He located the sweet spot below your ear with ease, gently sucking a mark into it. Your hips bucked forward into his hand, causing a smirk to grow on his face. “Missed me, didn’t you?” His mouth was just next to your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. He barely spoke the words, but you heard him loud and clear.

“Yes, sir.” You could feel his erection pressing into your leg through his jeans.

“Gonna make this quick, okay?” You gave him a nod. “Promise I’ll fuck you like you deserve once we get back to the hotel.” You knew he meant it. There was no doubt in your mind he wouldn’t stop until his name was the only thing you could say. He pulled away from you, checking that the lock on the door was clicked. He jiggled the handle just to make sure. “Don’t want anyone interrupting this.” He confessed. His eyes raked over you, soaking up the sight. You were standing, dress pushed up to your stomach. Your lipstick was smudged against your lips, eyes fixated on him.

“Look at you,” he rasped, completely enamoured with the sight of you. “My pretty little whore.” He returned back to you, pulling you in for a quick kiss before anything else. “I love you.” He whispered as he pulled back, almost as if he felt bad for such harsh words.

“I love you.” You answered, giving him a soft smile. He watched your face for a moment, searching for even a hint of discomfort. “Green.” You promised. He gave a slight nod, shaking off the moment of uncertainty. It had been a long time since he had you like this, and his confidence diminished slightly as the weeks went on. He kissed you once more, pulling your bottom lip between his teeth. You moaned into his mouth, unable to hold yourself back. It was embarrassing at how quickly he could turn you into a mess.

He pulled back, immediately sinking down to his knees. He hooked his fingers through the sides of your underwear, pulling them down in a swift motion. He tapped your ankle and you lifted your foot slightly, allowing him to take them off completely. He threw them somewhere behind him, not caring where they ended up. He moved closer to you, guiding one of your legs over his shoulder. He made sure you were steady against the wall before he did anything else. His fingers dusted over your thigh, causing goosebumps to raise over your skin. He took his time to admire you before he continued, feeling like the luckiest man in the world to have you like this again.

You watched him, the anticipation almost killing you. Not once had you known Jake to take it slow in the bedroom. He’d seemed so antsy to get you naked, but now he wanted to savour every second. He liked to tease, but this seemed to be much more than that. He didn’t want to be an asshole, just wanted to appreciate every part of you. Slowly, he brushed his lips over the insides of your thighs. You brought your hand down, brushing it through his hair as he did so. As turned on as you were, you couldn’t help but enjoy the moment, too. It felt like an eternity since you had felt him on your skin so intimately. He brought his mouth to your heat, hovering for a moment. You didn’t push him, worried that the sweet side would come to an end and he’d leave you like that for the rest of the night. Eventually, he connected his mouth to you, running his tongue painstakingly slow through your folds.

You let a sigh of relief fall from your mouth, fingers twirling through his hair. You missed the feeling of him between your legs. After a few moments, he turned his attention to your clit, suctioning his mouth around it. You couldn’t help but let a throaty moan out at the feeling, the relief almost instantaneous. He worked at you with his tongue, soaking up every noise you were making and using it as encouragement. His fingers were gripping your thigh, holding you steady while you lost yourself to the pleasure. “Fuck, Jake,” you groaned, knotting your fingers in the hair at the base of his skull. He hummed against you, pulling back for a moment.

“Missed me?” He breathed.

“So much,” you assured him, holding back a whine at the loss of contact. He returned back to you, faster than before. He was determined to get you off, making quick work so he could avoid any interruptions. It didn’t take long for a knot to begin to form in your belly, your breathing laboured and hands desperately holding onto him.

“Come on, baby. Cum for me.” He barely moved his mouth from you to give you the encouragement, his tongue finding your clit again almost instantly. You bit down on your lip, trying your best to muffle any moans that were threatening to escape. It only took a few more seconds and you were coming undone, head falling back to rest on the wall and legs shaking as you tried to hold yourself up. His grip on you tightened, ensuring you stayed steady. He rode you through the orgasm, slowly tapering off his speed until he felt your muscles relax. He pulled away, lust clouding his eyes and your orgasm glistening on his face. He gave you a sly smile when you finally looked down at him. “That was fast.” He commented, cockiness radiating from him.

“Fuck you,” you shot back, not really realizing your words. He gave you a look of warning.

“Careful.” He scolded.

“Sorry, sir.” You whispered. He stood, not even acknowledging the apology. He roughly spun you around, pushing your upper half into the wall and pulling your hips back. He delivered a sharp slap to your ass, causing you to gasp. You heard him unbuckling his belt, freeing himself from his jeans. He spit on his hand and stroked himself for a moment before lining up with your entrance and pushing himself inside of you.

He gave you no time to adjust, his pace brutal. You let a few moans slip out, but he grabbed your hair in his fist, turning your head to the side so you could see him through the corner of your eye. “Quiet,” he warned. You managed a nod, fighting against the tight hold he had your head in. He leaned forward and captured your lips in a kiss while he fucked you, making sure you were silenced as he picked up his pace. The hand that was holding your hair loosened its grip, allowing you to relax your neck again. He used that hand to reach around the front of you, finding your clit with ease. You groaned at the touch, still sensitive from your first orgasm. “What did I just say?” He snapped.

“S-sorry,” you said quickly, fighting back any other noises.

“I know it feels good, baby, but I don’t want anyone else to hear those pretty sounds.” He softened his tone, realizing he needn’t be too hard on you; he felt the same way after so long being without you. “Those are just for me, okay? I’ll let you be as loud as you want when we get back to the hotel.” He tried to keep his tone steady, but he was failing miserably. He was almost regretful for chastising you about finishing so easily, because he was struggling not to, now. He picked up the speed of his fingers, aiming to give you at least one more orgasm before he finished.

He didn’t have to try very hard; the feeling of him inside you was more than enough to push you over the edge. His tip was brushing your g-spot with every thrust, driving you closer to an orgasm each time. The added simulation on your clit was blissful, making it hard to focus on anything else. “Jake,” you warned. He knew exactly what it meant, ensuring he kept his pace steady.

“Come on, beautiful.” He ordered. He felt a shred of relief, knowing he didn’t have to hold himself back much longer. The encouragement was all you needed to come undone. You reached your peak for a second time, clenching around him and moaning his name. The hand that was on your hip came up and clamped around your mouth, silencing you as he continued to fuck you. The noises you couldn’t contain were muffled by his palm, allowing you to relax and enjoy your orgasm without worry someone would hear you. His cock twitched inside you, a warning that he was close, too. He dropped his hand from your mouth and moved both of his hands to your hips, pulling you back on him as he thrusted into you.

“Fuck, y/n.” He groaned, forcing your hips back onto him once more. He held you there, his orgasm hitting him hard. He let out a quiet slur of curse words as he spilled inside of you, only loosening his grip on you when he came down from the high. He rested inside you for a moment, leaning in and placing a few small kisses on your shoulders. He slowly withdrew, trying his best to control the mess. You sighed at the sudden emptiness, missing the feeling almost immediately.

You both came back to your senses a little bit, realizing the state you were in. Jake helped you to the bathroom so you could clean yourself up. When you finished, you checked yourself in the mirror. Your hair was a mess, your lipstick smudged and your mascara was running. You fixed your makeup as best you could and raked your fingers through your hair, straightening it out. When you returned to Jake, he was lounging on the sofa, dressed and completely unfazed by the earlier altercation. He looked up to you, giving you a smile. “Hi gorgeous.” He held his hand out, motioning for you to join him. You walked over, sitting beside him as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. He placed a kiss to the top of your head, causing a smile to form on your lips. You looked up to him, having to stifle a giggle.

“Red really is your colour.” You told him, making a move to wipe the smudged lipstick from his lips. “You couldn’t have waited until we got back to the hotel?”

“Waited long enough, I think.” He said pulling your chin upwards with his index finger. He caught you in a kiss, much sweeter than the ones you’d shared previously. “Don’t think that means we’re not doing it later, too, though.” You let out a small laugh, but thought it best not to respond. You turned your head to look to the floor, suddenly remembering your discarded underwear. He laughed at your puzzled face when you couldn’t locate them. “Looking for these?” You whipped your head to look at him, noticing he’d pulled something halfway out of his pocket. You noticed the black lace, giving him a bewildered look.

“Yeah, actually. Can I have them, please?” You held your hand out. He pretended to debate it for a moment, but eventually shook his head.

“No, actually, I think I’ll hold onto them for you.” He said, slipping them back into his pocket. You gave him a gentle smack on the arm.

“Give them back!” You exclaimed, a ghost of a laugh in your tone. You tried to push his hand out of the way to grab them for yourself.

“Mmm, no.” He said, moving quickly and pinning you down to the couch. You both erupted into a fit of giggles, almost completely forgetting why you were arguing in the first place. His hair hung down, ticking your exposed shoulders. He had a grin plastered on his face, unable to hold it back at the sound of your laughter. He peppered a few kisses over your cheeks and nose before placing one on your lips. “It’ll be my good luck charm, tonight.” He hummed. “Just be careful if you bend over, wouldn’t want you to give the boys a show of their own.” He teased.

“You’re an asshole.” You said, but you couldn’t hold back your smile.

“You love me, though.” He replied, face hovering over yours.

“Yeah, I do.” You said, tone gentle and sincere.

“Did you really like the song, earlier?” He changed the topic.

“Of course I did,” you said, making a move to sit up. He moved backwards, freeing you from your position. You both sat upright again.

“Did… did I sound okay?” He said, sounding a bit sheepish. You let out a scoff, almost rolling your eyes at the question.

“I think,” you leaned in, nose practically touching his “if that was the only song I could ever listen to for the rest of my life, I’d be fine with it as long as you were singing it.” You caught his lips in a kiss, soft and full of emotion. “Best singer I’ve ever heard, for sure.” You breathed when you pulled away. “Don’t tell your brother, though.”

“I wouldn’t break his heart like that.” Jake chuckled. “I made them learn that song… wanted to play it for you for a while now, but I didn’t think I was ever gonna get the chance.”

“I’m really glad I got to hear it. You should sing more.” You told him, hand reaching out to brush the hair from his face.

“No, I think that’s okay.” He laughed, brushing the statement off. “More of a one time thing.” You couldn’t help the frown that formed on your face.

“You mean to tell me we’re gonna spend the rest of our lives together and I’m never going to hear you sing again?” You teased. “Even if it’s just for me?” His eyes looked over your face, his breath catching in his throat.

“If you’re promising me forever, I’ll sing to you every day for the rest of my life.” He said, more serious than he’d ever been.

“I’ll promise you forever, rockstar.” You whispered. “I know what life is like without you, and I don’t ever want to feel that way again.” He brushed his thumb over your cheek, then moved to brush the hair from your face. He took your head in his hand, pulling you in for another kiss. He held you there, scared to let you go, thinking that he might have been dreaming. When he finally broke away for air, he kept his face close to yours, revelling in the intimacy.

“I love you, witchy woman.” He said.

“I love you so much, Jake.” Another smile started to form on your lips. After a moment, a knock on his door broke the focus. He pulled back, looking towards it.

“What?” He called out, sounding a bit grumpy.

“Food is here, lovebirds. Come and eat, then we have to get ready.” Sam called from the other side. Jake sighed, but stood, anyway. He held a hand out to you, helping you up. He went to the door, unlocking it and cracking it open to see his brother waiting impatiently. You couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, watching Sam stalk off down the hallway. Jake looked back at you, motioning for you to follow.

“Yeah, I’ll be right there.” You promised. He stood, not wanting to leave without you, but eventually conceded when you shooed him away. He blew you a kiss before he left, only satisfied when you pretended to catch it.

You watched him turn and walk out of view, your heart happy and full of love. You had no idea how you got here; you never envisioned yourself falling for someone ever again, let alone promising them forever, and meaning it. You were even more baffled at the fact he was a rockstar, famous with girls constantly flocking to him, but he fell for a spitfire in Maryland who was still trying to make a name for herself. One who was just a small, insignificant dot on a huge map. Still, you couldn’t help but feel grateful, shoving the uncertainty to the side. You promised yourself that you wouldn’t let that get in the way of loving him, anymore. He’d never given you a real reason to doubt him, and you were fairly certain he never would. For the first time in your life, you felt wanted, like for once you truly belonged. After two decades of searching for a sense of self, trying to discover where you were meant to be, you had finally found it. Or, at least the person who would help you get to exactly where you were supposed to be. Until that day came and the entire journey finally made sense, you were completely and utterly content with him being your rockstar, because you knew you were always going to be his witchy woman.

A/N my heart is happy :))) also witchy woman came on from shuffle just as I was finishing editing this and about to post, which is kind of cool. hope you liked it 🫶🏻 hope to see you on the next journey (p.s. stay tuned for the epilogue ;) )

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For changbin: you decide to start your fitness journey and call your experienced boyfriend to help you training, but apparently he has other plans (i was totally inspired by the skz yoga class, that man fixing hyunjin's position got me to places lol)

OMG what a good ask for me to respond to for my FIRST EVER BINNIE FIC!! I hope you enjoy <3

Word count:2.319

Obvious MDNI,18+ smut warnings under the cut

Any reblogs & comments are deeply appreciated!

PSA FOR ANY ASKS/REQUESTS: i WILL get around to posting everyone's requests, I'm sorry if it takes a bit of time but whatever you request i'll get around to posting it! IM ALSO MAKING AN ANON LIST!! just send me anything & tell me what emoji you wanna be!

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SMUT WARNINGS; slightly jealous binnie, coke can cock binnie, confident reader, pet names such as pretty,jagi, baby, public sex, creampie, quickie, slight teasing

You have finally decided to join the gym after saying it was your new years revolution for thee longest time & who better to help with your journey than your long term boyfriend, Changbin!

You put on a pair of sport leggings & a matching sports bra & you put Changbins shirt over it. You admire how you look in the mirror, trying to make sure you look as good as you can without looking like you're putting in effort & then you put on the gym shoes Changbin bought for you to encourage you to go to the gym & you then decide to walk to the gym & meet Changbin there. Since its 1am on a tuesday it's a safe & quick 15 minute walk to the gym.

You walk into the changing room & lock your bag off & you take off the baggy shirt you're wearing & shut the locker, putting the key around your wrist.

You step into the gym & unsurprisingly it's completely empty, other for a random guy & of course, Changbin himself.

You walk over to Changbin who is currently on his phone & taking a drink, of course sitting on the edge of the bench presss.

"Hey Binnie!" you say, waving your hand in front of his phone to get his attention over his music playing in his headphones. "Oh hey y/n! when did you get that set? you look so good" he says smirking at you as you giggle & roll your eyes as he stands up & gives you a quick hug. "I'm happy you're here jagi, trust me you'll loooove the gym once i teach you!" He says, nothing but enthusiasm in his voice. "Yeah well i better hope so seeing since i want to look a bit better & fit for summer" you say, looking at the huge mirror that stretches from one end of the gym all the way to the other. "Your body is already perfect y/n, the gym can just be a healthy hobby for you! Anyways, lets start with some stretches." He says, taking a hold of your wrist & guides you over to the matted open area.

"Okay so to start off, lets sit on the ground & put your legs straight out in front of you & set your hands out as far as you can." Changbin says, already getting into position. You copy him & you do what he asks as he gets up & pushes your back slightly to get that extra stretch. You hold it for 30 seconds before he helps you stand back up.

"Do i really need to stretch? my back is still pretty stretched out along with my legs from when you had my feet up past my head earlier when you had folded me in half, probably not the only thing that's still a bit stetched still hm?" you flirt with him, he playfully hits your shoulder. "yaaah! not.. here, i won't be able to handle it" he whispers back, trailing his fingers along your stomach as he kisses the sweet spot behind you ears. You let out a small hum then pull away. "I was being serious! but fine, what should i do now?" You ask, putting your arms above your head & just stretching normally, scrunching your eyes together, Changbin licks his lips subconsciously. "ehhh, lets have you just simply touch your toes hm? try hold it." he says, coming up behind you to help you with keeping you as folded as possible but as he is doing this, his covered cock is now against your ass & your cheeks blush.

You hold it, quite liking the burn in the back of your legs but liking the feeling of binnie pressed against your ass more. You let out a small huff & a second later you're pulled up abruptly by Changbins calloused hands around your waist. "You said 30 seconds didn't you?" you ask, slightly confused. "yeah but that guy over there kept staring at you & i didn't appreciate it." He says, glancing over at the guy who was in the gym when you arrived is now slightly closer, 'on his phone'. "ooo my jealous baby" you smile at him, kissing his cheek & scratching under his chin like a catplayfully. "anyways, let's just go on the treadmill or something for now hm?" you ask, holding his hand in your & nods, still got a bit of a frown on his face.

~TIME SKIP~

It's been an hour & you & changbin have been on multiple areas, he helped you get used to a lot of leg strength machines just to show you how they worked but mainly helped you train arms. The other guy has since now left & its just you two left in the gym. "Okay so to finish up, why not we do some squats hm? it helps arms & obviously your glutes too. I'll help your form so don't worry jagi." He says, picking up two 20lb weights & giving them to you. You sigh loudly as you take them & Changbin helps you get into position. You squat down, looking into the same mirror as earlier & hold it, changbin holding your hips. "your ass looks good like this, i could get used to helping you" he says, giving it a playful slap. You wince at the slap & drop the weights before standing up right. "stop the teasing binnie! I need to take this seriously if i want results." you giggle back before grabbing his hands & putting them back on your waist as you pick up the weights again & continuing.

"y/n you need to put your legs slightly further apart." He says & you try to slightly split them, still in your position. "wait, a little bit less jagi, wait i'ma try something" He says & before you get to respond, you see changbin lying down & starting to slide underneath your legs. "They should be as far apart as how wide the bottom of my ribs are, mkay? I know you know that much so try think about it that way." You giggle as you look down & see his cute, pretty smile & face looking up at you. You nod as you breathe through your mouth & he starts so slide back out from underneath you but he notices something... a small wet spot right where your crotch is. "jagi, drop the weights for a second." You don't need to think twice since your arms are burning along with your legs at this point, dropping them to the sides.

You stand up as changbin finishes sliding out from under you & is behind you again & he wraps his huge arms around your chest & waist as he kisses your neck back. He nibbles your earlobe & whispers; "meet me in the changing rooms in a minute, cameras are watching us & they might come find us if we leave at the same time" He kisses your cheek before leaving, leaving you excited & also confused.

You put the weights away & try look busy for a few minutes before you head into the boys changing rooms & you are immediately ambushed by changbins lips. You moan into it with surprise before he leans you against the wall, large hand resting on it right next to your head as he has the other hand loosely wrapped around your neck. "Wheres this suddenly came from hm? Couldn't wait until we got home, no?" You tease, your own hand coming own to play with his sweatpants drawstrings. " suddenly? Hope you know you have a literal wet patch on your leggings baby, you sure you weren't just waiting for me to do this hm?" he teases back, fingers from your neck trailing under your sports bra to begin pinching your nipples, you whine in response. "Well how can you expect me to not be wet when your hands were basically touching me more than my own clothes hmm? grinding against me?" You say, pawing his joggers & boxers down just enough to free his cock.

You kiss his lips again before slouching down to your knees & taking a hold of his thick dick in your hand, fingers just barely wrapping fully around it. You begin kitten licking the tip & along the sides, paying extra attention to the sweet spot right under the bottom of his tip, he lets out a low groan in response. "Jagi please, don't tease.. Can i just put it in you? i'm desperate baby" he whines, thrusting his dick in your hands, tip hitting your tongue & lips. "I would say no & suck your soul out but my jaw is still sore from earlier when you fucked my face." you smirk up at hiss blushed cheeks & damp sweaty hair as you stand up & he helps pull your leggings just below your ass as your face is pressed against the wall.

"your ass is so perfect gorgeous, to die for." changbin hums, giving it a light smack & caress. "you sure you can take it baby hm? want me to open you with my tongue or something first? you know i'm big." He asks in a sweet tone as his fingers are spreading your folds, teasing you further. You whine & squirm at the contact as he plays with your pussy open, trying to get more contact. "I can take it Bin' i should be able to since you fucked me so good earlier, please put it in" you whine, moving your head so you can make eye contact with him. He nods as he grabs his cock again & pumps it twice before lining it up at your entrance & then pushes just the tip in, you let out a breathy gasp.

"H-holy fuck.. s-so big oh my" you whimper out, feeling his heavy tip splitting you open.

"Told you baby, i'm gonna push in more now mkay?" he asks as he leans & kisses your shoulder as he starts paving his way into your velvet walls, him holding his breath subconsciously as you let out a long whine at the feeling, eyes scrunched together as you finally feel his balls hit the bottom of your cunt.

"so wet for me baby, letting me into you like this, so good for me hunny, can i move now hmm?" he asks in a higher pitched voice, stroking your hair as he does so. "yes.. j-just move.. p-please Binnie please" you reply, fingers trying to dig into the walls with how much you're trying to grip the walls. He hums before letting go of your hair & starts a slow but strong stroke movement. You start letting out raspy whines as you hear skin clapping around the room as his cock quite literally splits you in half.

"F-f-uck Bi-binnie already gon' cum, holy shi" you moan, clenching around his cock unintentionally. Changbin lets out a satisfied whine as his hand slithers down to start rubbing your clit which makes you start squirming even more, moans getting louder. Changbin smacks your pussy lightly "Shhh we need to be quiet baby mkay? we are in a gym remember." he whispers in your ears as your eyes roll to the back of your head, being reduced to a melted pile against the wall he's fucking you into.

His hand resumes its movement on your clit as you cum around his dick, walls not being able to clench too much due to the genuine thickness of his cock in you. "good girl, cumming around me like this, so hot for me." He gives you a moment rest from the abuse on your clit before he starts resuming his movements, making you thrash but it's no use as he wraps his hand in your hair as he lifts you so you're now positioned back to chest as his thick, muscly arm wraps around your waist & stomach as he continues pounding your now red & swollen cunt.

His hips start to stutter & you know he's close but you're in too much of your own world to propely mention it. "Bin' s-so f-ffull.. fuck" you say but comes out as a raspy whisper at this point due to the amount of moaning you've been letting through your lips, your voice is now starting to leave. "awk yeah? so full in you hm? why not you have a better feel?" he asks as he grabs you hand & presses it into your own lower tummy & you let out an even bigger groan at feeling his dick quite literally fucking into you.

You throw your head back into his shoulder as you feel it, moving the angle of your head just enough so you can reach changbins lips & you kiss him full of tongue as you feel his hot release painting your walls as his hips stutter. His eyebrows furrow as he lets out a high pitched groan into your lips, hair stuck to his face.

You break the kiss to let you both catch your breath back. " that's definitely in one of the top 3 best quickies we've ever had & definitely the hotttest, i love you pretty pretty." he says to you in deep breaths, smiling at you as you lean your arms against the wall again. You go to reply when someone knocks on the changing room door... it is an employee. You both shoot a glance at eachother with wide eyes, trying not to laugh, You mouth the words 'I love you too & i agree' & you go to hide in one of the cubicles as changbin quickly pulls his sweatpants back up before unlocking the changing room door. "uh yeah? anything wrong?" he asks through the door, voice tinged with embarrassment.

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