#yes im just going to keep adding tags get use to it

[sstarlostt]

･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ starlost ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

main groups: seventeen, stray kids, day6

biases: wen junhui, kim seungmin, kim wonpil

bias wreckers: jeon wonwoo, hwang hyunjin, all of them

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i really like rhythm games; Khddrhfkuruk on SSJYP, Rhythm Hive, and SSATEEZ

☆♬○♩●♪✧♩✧♩✧♪●♩○♬☆♬○♩●♪✧♩✧♩

really nothing else to say,, i just think these guys are not only neat but also make some banger tunes! im cringe but i am free

/`–｡–マ

[woncatz]

'all night'

summary: during le sserafim's appearance at the nba game, you couldn't help but to admire her wearing that jersey, and after voicing out your thoughts, she decides to help you out.

tags: this is literally just smut, reader calls yunjin mommy, rough fingering, clit rubbing, reader wears a skirt, begging, orgasm denial, implied multiple rounds, semi-public sex.

a/n: im so sorry i had to make smth for THIS yunjin i really had to, so this is my first smut dont judge, also this isnt proofread forgive me‼️

"really couldn't wait after the game." pressing you against the bathroom door, keeping up the fast pace of her fingers inside you.

"m-m'sorry" biting your lips trying to hold your moans back, which now became impossible as her thumb found it's way on your clit.

"such a whore, you want us to get caught?"

trying to form a sentence has never been this hard for you, not with the way her fingertips are hitting that sweet spot inside you, and rightfully so, you slowly feel yourself losing composure as your legs begin to tremble.

"y-you're so p-pretty jen." focusing your lust-blown eyes on hers, even with the huge instinct to close them from all he pleasure you're receiving.

like a light bulb turned on inside her head; "oh, i get it now, you got horny because of this outfit, huh?"

nodding was really the only thing you could do at the moment as her skillful fingers never ceased with it's ministrations.

"y'wanna cum baby?" now rubbing your clit faster than ever.

"yes! yes, please let me cum!" desperate to have that release, you hold onto her wrist in hopes that she doesn't stop.

"well, i guess you're gonna have to beg." slowing down, she removes her thumb over your clit and wraps it around your throat, though her other hand never stopped inside you.

"oh my god, jen please! please let me cum, i'll do anything!" attempting to ride her fingers, she removes them and places it against your hip.

"c'mon baby, you can do better than that." taunting you, if you weren't in this situation, you would've fought back, but you really couldn't afford to as your cunt is in desperate need of attention.

"please, let me cum. i'll do anything!" the desperation in your voice undeniably made yunjin wetter than she was before.

stopping herself from bending you over the sink and fucking your brains out, she leans over your ear.

"oh c'mon, i that all you've got?"

with your clit throbbing, and your hole dripping wet, you struggle to think.

"p-please mommy, let me cum, i'll be a good girl."

eyes widening, yunjin's pupils shrink as she processes what you said to her, wasting no time and plunging her fingers inside you, adding a fourth.

"yeah? you wanna be mommy's good girl and cum?"

she's relentless with the speed and proceeds to roughly thumb your clit, successfully pushing you dangerously closer to your edge.

a pornographic moan escapes your lips as the familiar feeling of climax approaches fast.

"gonna cum! gonna!"

and it finally snapped, your fluids coated yunjin's fingers beautifully as she spreads it over your sensitive cunt.

kneeling down to get your panty from where she absentmindedly threw it, she stops you.

"what do you think you're doing?"

you were least to say, confused. did she want you to go out there with no underwear?

"i'm fixing up..?"

she lifts you up by your thighs and places you on the sink, the cold metal feeling so good on your heated body.

"oh, but we're not done."

[bueckerssturns]

tag, you’re it - m. sturniolo

pairing: stalker ! Matt x OC

warnings: stalking, cursing, pictures being taken without consent.

summary: daisy just moved to a new home in a new town what happens when matt takes interest in her?

the triplets live in boston and aren’t famous during this.

ALL OF THIS IS FAKE! THIS IS PURE FICTION! matt will never do anything that is written in this.

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LOG IN:

USERNAME:matt******

PASSWORD: ********

open up file 5521?

yes no

FILE OPENED

NAME: Daisy Rose Larson

BIRTHDAY: July 10th, 2004

SIBLINGS: one sister. Alison Larson(12 years old)

PARENTS: Violet and James Larson

Daisy just moved a few houses down from me, she currently lives alone and moved here for college. She is nineteen years old, she loves to read and write she graduated from high school as a valedictorian. from what I could gather she has never had a boyfriend, she takes her studies very seriously.

matt looked away from his screen just in time to see her running around the block like she usually did every day in the afternoons, he ducked down a little to keep a closer look at her without letting her see him.

“MATT!” screamed Nick from the kitchen making matt quickly get up close his laptop and get out of his room “what?” he said looking at nick “i realized that we never properly introduced ourselves to the new girl that moved in a few houses down so we were wondering if you wanted to join us on saying hi” spoke chris while putting on his shoes “yea, i’ll go” replied matt putting his shoes on.

knock knock

the knocking grabs the girls attention as she pauses the show she’s currently watching and heads to the door to check who’s there, three figures are standing outside.

“hello?” she said softly as she opened the door to the three boys in front of her “hi, sorry to show up like this but we’re your neighbors we live a few houses down” nick spoke as he stretched out his hand for her to shake “hi, im daisy nice to meet you…” “nick!” he finished with a smile “these are my brothers matt and chris” he continued pointing at each one “nice to meet you guys come in!” she said opening her door more for the boys to walk in “your house is nice” spoke matt as he took in the layout of the house.

“thank you, i’m still decorating and what not but i’m glad you like it. would you guys like water? lemonade?” the girl asked making her way to the kitchen. “water is fine” matt and nick spoke at the same time “do you have pepsi by any chance?” asked chris getting a glance from matt and nick “what i really want a pepsi right now!” whisper chris to his brothers.

the girl made her way back to them with two waters and two pepsis giving them a smile “here you go water and pepsi”

-

friday march 16.

her house is beautiful she said she needed to decorate more but i genuinely think it looks fine the way she has it right now.

matt added more and more information about the girl as he progressively learned more about her. always keeping his eyes on her every time she left her house he would follow her “to make sure she was safe.”

he would also constantly take pictures of her, she went out for a walk? he was a few steps behind with his camera in hand snapping a photo, she was checking her mail? he was by his window sneaking pictures of her and looking around to make sure nick and chris didn’t catch him.

-

matt quickly made his way into his room locking the door behind him as he made his way into the foot of his bed pushing the floorboard down making it pop up, he pulled out a box with all the pictures he’s taken of her and the pictures of things she’s showed interest in. he added a few more photos he had taken earlier that week before placing it back to its original place.

as the girl opened her door about to leave for work she saw a box no mailing address and no sign from who it was from just her name on the top. she brought it inside deciding she’ll open it after her shift.

i have a spare minute she thought as she grabbed some scissors to open up the box. she gasped once she saw what was inside, a perfume she saw at the mall the week before. but who would buy this for me? i didn’t even mention it to anyone.. she thought. she let it go thinking maybe she let it slip awhile ago. she put it on and headed to work.

and that’s how it was for weeks any time she saw something she liked a week later it will show up on her doorstep. it weirded her out at first but she thought it was probably her parents sending her those things.

april 15.

she seems to really enjoy the gifts i’ve been giving her, she obviously doesn’t know it’s me who is giving them to her. she can’t know. no matter how much i want to tell her it can’t happen. i don’t need another incident like eliana. she seems different tho i don’t think i’ll have a problem with her.

daisy was taking one of her usual afternoon walks when suddenly matt’s car appeared next to her slowing down “hey, i was going out for ice cream wanna join?” he ask her as he kept looking to the road and back to her “um sure todays my cheat day anyway!” she laughed as he stopped for her to get in.

“so where are we going?” she asked as she paused her music “we’re going to tipping cow” “holy shit i’ve heard about that place but never had the opportunity to go!” she said with a smile.

the time they spent together the girl had a smile the whole time making the boy fall even more obsessed in love with her.

during that night once she got dropped off by matt she realized she needed to go grocery shopping. the clock read 10:30pm there’s nothing like going grocery shopping at night. she made her way to the grocery store since it was just a few blocks away from her neighborhood.

she was walking out of the grocery shop with a few bags worth of groceries when she heard footsteps behind her, ignoring them thinking it was her own she continued walking. but her gut feeling made her look behind her to see a man in all black following her. she ran as fast as she could throughout the whole parking lot until she got home.

-

weeks passed and she always had the feeling of being followed even if she wasn’t being followed. things stopped after weeks she finally felt free and not paranoid about constantly being watched.

or so she thought one certain day she was taking one of her usual walks around the neighborhood when she saw him again, the man in all black in front of her she quickly turned around and started running towards her house that was a couple blocks away. as she got in she locked her door and closed her curtains hoping that it would make her invisible.

ring ring

“h-hello?” she hesitantly answered

“you think you could run away from me? think again daisy you can never run away from me.” he spoke his voice deep and hoarse.

before going to sleep she made sure all her doors and windows were locked, she had her curtains closed. she took out the bat her dad had given her as a ‘safety weapon’ in case of emergencies like these.

that night everything was normal. the next morning she went out to check her mailbox when looking at them a certain envelope caught her attention “Daisy Larson” was in bolded letters when she opened it she found weeks worth of pictures of her. from her going on her daily walks to her being in class. she flipped the polaroid and in the bottom was written in red ink “say cheese”.

“say cheese?” she repeated in a whisper when suddenly she felt someone grab her from behind and put a cloth into her mouth. she struggled for a moment before knocking out.

DELETE FILE 5521?

DELETE SAVE

LOG OUT

YES NO

when daisy woke up she couldn’t move her arms and legs were tied up she tried screaming for help but the bandanna tied around her mouth prevented her from making any noise. she looked around the area analyzing it, it looked like an old basement or something similar to that she looked around for anything that could help her get out when her eyes landed on the wall in front of her in thick red bold letters was written:

TAG, YOU’RE IT. ;)

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hope y’all enjoy this um it was based off tag you’re it by melanie martinez (love her to death)

and hopefully this was good idek i feel like it’s rushed iddkkkk 😣😣😣

tags 🏷️: @breeloveschris @sturniolobendystrawsposts @hearts4chris @patscorner @lexisecretaccx @tubl-mc @junnniiieee07 @sturnioloblogs

[padscomm]

sweet

sam carpenter x OC

(with a lil bit of tara x y/n, hehe also same au as the jealousy au)

warnings; grammatical errors

a/n; add my discord ;)) kyofilmss

· carpensam

liked by tarafilms , ynartist , mindymarts and 320 others

carpensam stop making out Infront of me

– tara · @ tarafilms

your jealous, make out with your girlfriend also

oh wait, you don't have one

– sam · @ carpensam

don't talk to me with that attitude, when you don't even pay the bills

– tara · @ tarafilms

leave me alone

· rueweb

· @ carpensam was tagged

liked by ynartist , mindymarts , vcchad and 505 others

rueweb date w my girl, can you also give my jacket back?

– mindy · @ mindymarts

I WAS RIGHT THE WHOLE TIME, YOU’RE DATING MY MOTHER FIGURE

– chad · @ vcchad

crazy fr, let us meet her Sam 🙏🙏‼️‼️

– rue · @ rueweb

uhmm, who r u guys?

– chad · @ vcchad

sam’s children

– tara · @ tarafilms

omg, my sister have a girlfriend?! @ ynartist get back here

– y/n · @ ynartist

congratulations ig? can u leave your sister and her girlfriend alone 😭

– tara · @ tarafilms

you’re so boring

– y/n · @ ynartist

is that so? ok

– tara · @ tarafilms

baby, I'm joking, don't ignore me ☹️

– sam · @ carpensam

you're stupid

· THE FRIEND GROUP.

sam , tara , y/n , chad , mindy , anika , liv , amber , wes

amber ; @ carpensam, tell us about your girlfriend

I'm invested in your relationship with her

sam ; I'd want to share it but, she wants to keep it low-key

liv ; low-key sucks, convince her to reveal it

amber ; invite her tomorrow, pleasee

chad ; yea, i promise it'll be fun with her

y/n ; don't force her if she doesn't want to go

tara ; y/n, you suck

y/n ; 👍.

y/n has left the gc

mindy ; if you don't go after ur girl, ill go after her

tara ; STOP MINDY

anika ; you like y/n?

chad ; okay, can we go back to the topic

sam ; don't..

amber ; just ask her If she wants to go with us

sam ; okay fine, but if she doesn't want too, she doesn't.

tara added y/n to the gc

y/n has left the gc

tara added y/n to the gc

y/n has left the gc

tara added y/n to the gc

y/n has left the gc

tara added y/n to the gc

anika ; CAN YOU BOTH STOP

wes ; wes is dead

chad ; shut up wes, we don't care

– rue · rueweb

sam ; hi rue! uhm, can i ask you?

rue ; of course, what is it sam?

sam ; do you wanna go to Starbucks tom,if your free?

rue ; of course, I'd like too!!

sam ; but are you okay if my friends are there? i don't want you to feel uncomfortable.

rue ; that's sweet of you that you worry about me baby, sure I'd like to meet your friends.

sam ; great! ill pick you up tomorrow at 3PM?

rue ; sounds great to me, and can I ask?

sam ; yea sure, what is it?

rue ; is tarafilms your lil sis? she looks cute

sam ; oh yea, BUT she has a girlfriend.

rue ; jealous much? i only love youu

sam ; yes, and i love you more. i don't want people stealing you away from me

rue ; that's sweet love, and also im going to get my clothes ready.

sam ; excited much?

rue ; yes babyyy

a/n; request pls

[wildglitch]

Spider-man x Batfam Prompt's

Ok so lately I have seen a lot of "Spidy goes to gotham and gets adopted fics" probably cause of Dark Matter by mysterycyclone cause like, duh, that fic is a goddamn masterpiece. But I feel like a lot of them are sort of the same thing with diffrent fonts ans it feels a bit saturated. Not all of them...but most of them.

Am I saying that there needs to be less of these fics? Hell no! Keep writing them please. I just feel like there could be more variety is all.

I suggest maybe try one of these ideas out

1: Peter going straight to the Batfam or other heros (dosent always have to be Batfam) and they try to work together on how to get him home, while slowly realizing "omg, your life is terrible! We want to help you, we do, but maybe we shouldnt and try to give you a better life here. Then its just a moral delema on what to do as they get to know the spider child.

2: maybe another Spider-man is the one that goes to Hotham like Andrew or Toby. Insted of being sent home at the end of NWH, they where accidentally sent to the DCU. Or maybe one of the Spider verse characters or a cartoon version of the character. Dosent always need to be Toms Spider-man.

3: on that same note. Please give more love to What If...Zombies Peter. You guys have no Idea the amount of angst and "haha, my world ended and im fine" potental there is. And you can have the other surviving member also be there as they look for eachother (characters that "survived* (no one survived that episode) are Peter, King T'challa, Scott Lang+cape, and Ig Bruce Baner/Hulk, and Bucky Barnes since we never saw them get turned or eaten) just think about Spidey and the Batfam investigating a lab or sometbing and all of a sudden they find floating head Scott in a crate. Everyone if scared shitless while Peter is crying tires of joy as he moves to hug the floating head. Think about that and tell me Im not on to something here.

4: Have the fic start our like halfway through. Maybe skip him getting to Gotham and have him be there for a few months already or something. This will help with adding more crack fics.

5: Maybe have the fic be that Peter is there for a while, he knows everyone, they know him, they might or might not know the identitys but they trust eachother. And Peter has been looking for a way home and he finally finds it! But... he accidentally brings some of the Batfam with him. So now its the Batfams turn to learn to live in the MCU with help of Spidy and they finally understand so much about him, how he lived, and vigilanties he knows (team red!) As they learn the history and pubilc opinion or Spider-man and the world.

6: Just a react to fic. Yk, those fics where they're stuffed in a room and forced to watch something? Yeah. Have the Dark Matter cast stuffed in a room and watch some MCU clips. It dosent even have to be some magic forth wall bull shit if you dont like that. In chapter 44, Peter and co. are said to be going back to the cave, and Peter still have is suit. Canonically, Karen records everything. Maybe Peter ends up so tired he dosent even want to try to explain everything. So he just hooks up Karen to the computer and and has her show them everything from the suits recordings to security cameras and news reports, to the memes and videos spiderman fans have made.

7: have the Justice League get involed cause "Hes to bright to be one of yours Bruce!" And have him be a honorary member of the league of have them put him on Young Justice. Peter gets adopted by Batfam? Yes. Peter becomeing Bffs with the Young Justice kids and actually forming normal relationships with kids his age? Also yes.

Do I have more? Probably but Im too lazy for it rn

If you for some reason use one of my ideas, pls tag me and maybe credit me for the original idea (but I mostly want to be able to find the fic if you do make it ( o_o) )

Who knows, I might just write some of these myself if I ever get the motivation lol

[bwabys-scenarios]

Fixer Upper

Part 21

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 20

part 22

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warning: spicy content

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Kurapika folded one of his shirts, placing it in the suitcase (Name) was letting him borrow. Leorio groaned, collapsing on Kurapika’s bed. “Ugh, you’re so slow.”

The blonde raised an eyebrow at him, moving onto the next item of clothing. “You don’t have to stay in here, you know.”

“But I do, what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t help you make good fashion decisions?”

Kurapika scoffed. “I make good fashion decisions.”

“Not from what Killua told me. He said you tried to show up to the club in khakis and a polo shirt.”

Kurapika blushed, continuing to hold a pair of pants. “I wasn’t sure what was appropriate clubbing clothing.”

Leorio nodded. “See, that’s why I’m here to help. Out of the kindness of my own heart of course.”

“Uh huh.”

Kurapika couldn’t help the small smile creeping onto his face. Him and Leorio hadn’t gotten to hang out alone much the entire time he’d been there, so it was nice to talk with him. Even if he was being annoying.

Kurapika stretched, walking away from the suitcase to grab more things to pack. While his back was turned, Leorio scooted forward, opening it up and looking through.

Kurapika turned back just in time to see Leorio’s eyes widened. “Are these…”

He held up the pair of (Name)’s panties Kurapika stole a week ago.

“These are (Name)’s panties.”

The blonde was mortified, face gone red and mouth dropping open in horror. He snatched them away from Leorio’s hands, stuttering out a response.

“H-how did those get there? They must of gotten mixed up with my clothes, how strange!”

He laughed awkwardly, stopping when Leorio placed a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, man, I’m not judging. But, man to man, you probably shouldn’t bring those. (Name) tends to go through peoples suitcases to wash their clothes for them. She means well, but I’ve learned not to bring any… personal items of the sexual nature on trips with her. Not after she found my vibrator last time.”

“I didn’t need to know that last part.”

Leorio sighed. “The point is, you shouldn’t bring them with you. It’s a sure way to get you caught.”

Kurapika pocketed the pair, causing his friend to raise an eyebrow. “… I won’t.”

Leorio leaned against the bed, looking up at the ceiling. “So… is (Name) the name you were moaning at the beach house.”

“Get out of my room.”

——————

(Name) pulled her suitcase towards the door, opening it before placing it in the back of the mom van.

“Did everyone get everything on their lists?” she asked once she was back inside. Killua groaned from his spot on the couch, lazily flipping through Netflix for something to watch.

“Yes, how many times are you going to ask us that?”

Kurapika and Leorio walked out, the latter carrying Kurapika’s suitcase to the van as the blonde plopped down on the couch beside Gon.

“I’ll keep asking until you actually double check. I’m going through yours and Gon’s bags in 15 minutes, so just hope I don’t find anything missing.”

With those words, the two boys glanced at each other before rushing into their shared room to check they had indeed packed everything.

“Wow, that was quick, I think you scared the smirk right off his face, (Name).”

She playfully smacked his arm, laughing. “Oh stop. They’ll thank me later when they aren’t missing their toothbrushes or socks.”

Kurapika smiled, crossing his legs as she continued getting things ready. ‘She’s being more casual with me. That’s good…’

15 minutes later, (Name) walked into the boys room, ready to inspect their bags. “Okay, it’s time.”

They watched with baited breaths as she opened their bags, going down the list. “Hmm, Killua, you get a pass.”

Killua let out a sigh, grabbing his bag as (Name) moved onto Gon’s. Gon peeked over her shoulder as she went down the list, making her shoo him away.

“Alright, you pass too, but what the hell is in here? There’s crumbs everywhere…”

“It’s goldfish crackers from the last time we went somewhere.”

“Last time? You mean when we went to the beach? That was neatly a month ago! Gon…”

He rubbed the back of his sheepishly. “Sorry, (Name).”

She shook out the crumbs and swept it up, patting him on the back. “It’s alright. Now go pack this up.”

Leorio peeked his head into the room. “Are you two ready? Everyone’s already loaded up in the mom van!”

(Name) sighed. She thought about getting a rental, but seeing the devastation Killua and Gon left her living room in made her second guess that.

“Coming!”

———————

After an argument on how everyone should be seated, the arrangement went as so:

Leorio was driving. Kurapika had major road rage, (Name) was too nervous driving over long distances, and the other two didn’t have licenses, leaving Leorio.

Gon sat in the passenger seat, due to having severe motion sickness. Killua and Kurapika were satisfied after (Name) took the middle seat. They had both argued on who would get to sit next to her, so she sat in the middle despite it being the least comfortable spot.

“Alright, everyone buckled up?”

“Yes!”

“Killua.”

“… no.”

He buckled up, sighing after (Name) squeezed his cheek. “There, now we’re ready.”

Leorio pulled out of the driveway, grinning. “Then let’s get going!”

The first 20 minutes were spent in silence, Kurapika and Killua looking out the windows. Gon was watching a movie on (Name)’s phone as she read a book.

“Mom?”

(Name) looked up when Killua pulled on her sleeve. “Yes, Killua?”

“I’m bored.”

(Name) bit her lip, trying not to laugh. “Hi bored I’m Mom.”

“Mom.”

“Sorry, sorry. Here.”

She handed Killua her tablet, the boy grinning. “Oh shit fruit ninja!”

(Name) giggled as Killua pulled her headphones on, playing fruit ninja and listening to music. She glanced to her other side, seeing Kurapika looking at her.

He looked away, his cheeks pink from being caught. “You bored too, Kurapika?”

The blonde glanced back at her, giving her a sheepish smile. “A little.”

She held up her book, grinning. “You can read with me, if you’d like.”

(Name) scooted closer to him, her shoulder bumping against his as she held it up closer. “Ah, I’ve read this one before.”

“Really? Is it alright if we pick up from where I left off?”

“Of course, (Name). It’s your book.”

Kurapika said this, but wasn’t able to concentrate on reading with her so close to him. ‘She smells so nice…’

He leaned closer, eyes scanning over the text. ‘Oh, wait, doesn’t that sex scene come up s-‘

He glanced down to see (Name) realizing the same thing, her face heating up. “Why are you fidgeting, (Name)?”

Her breath hitched, eyes darting to the next page before she closed the book. “Well… if what I’m picking up on is true, then the next scene will be…”

She cleared her throat, looking away from the blonde. “Smutty.”

Feeling unusually confident, he raised an eyebrow. “So?”

She looked up at him, positively flustered. “S-so? It’s…”

“(Name), I know what sex is. We’re both adults, turn the page.”

He found himself enjoying how flustered she was, reading along with her.

“Fuck, just like that, your tongue feels so good~” Fern said, arching her back. The man laughed, his tooth brushing against her clit.

“Just wait until I’m inside of you, princess, then you’ll be screaming my name all night.”

Kurapika’s face was a bright shade of red, (Name) not doing much better. They glanced at each other before (Name) closed the book. “Why don’t we just… chat instead?”

“That’s sounds like a good idea.”

They kept each other entertained with idle chat for a good while before Leorio pulled into the parking lot if a restaurant. “Alright boys, and girl, it’s time to eat!”

Killua and Kurapika slot out of their seats, leaving (Name) to climb out by herself.

“Ouch!” (Name) gasped out when she felt something cut her thigh. The boys paused, Killua and Kurapika rushing over.

“(Name), what happened?”

She was lifting up her her skirt, Kurapika’s eyes going wide when he saw blood. For some reason, the sight of her blood made his stomach churn. He already disliked the sight of blood, but seeing hers was so much worse.

“Leorio, (Name) is hurt. Bandage her up, and I’ll try to see what caused it.”

“Rodger that!”

Kurapika kneeled down, looking in the backseat. “There it is.”

A spring was jutting out of the middle seat, the end jagged and covered in blood. Kurapika seethed, wanting to rip the spring out and crush it.

‘Calm down, you can’t kill a spring. Just…’

(Name) whimpered as Leorio sprayed her leg with an antibacterial spray, putting a bandaid on it after. Kurapika rushed to her side, looking her over. “Are you alright? Does it hurt? Do we need to go to a hospital?”

“Kurapika I’m fine, it’s just a scratch.”

(Name) patted his cheek, the blondes cheeks puffing out a little. “Scratches can get infected you know.”

Leorio held his hands in his head. “I do know. Did you find out what happened?”

Kurapika nodded. “It was a loose spring. The end cut her when she was climbing out of the backseat.”

“Shit, a spring?” Leorio grabbed (Name)’s shoulders, shaking her lightly. “Do you have your Tetanus shot?”

(Name) laughed. “Yes, I do! You two worry too much.”

They both pouted.

“Hey, are we gonna go eat or not? I don’t want Gon chewing on the- HEY PUT THAT DOWN!”

Killua smacked a rock out of Gon’s hand. “No! You can’t eat rocks!”

(Name) leaned against Kurapika’s shoulder, holding a hand to her forehead. “Oh dear, I fear I may have lost too much blood. Goodbye, my friend.”

She stuck her tongue out, closing her eyes. He rolled his eyes and turned, sweeping her off her feet. “Is that so? I guess I’ll need to carry you so you don’t fall.”

(Name) blinked, realizing her joke backfired. “Wait, no, I’m too heavy-“

He readjusted her, giving (Name) a stern look. “Didn’t I tell you before that you were light as a feather? I think the blood loss really has made you delirious.”

“Kurapika Kurta, if you don’t-“

He laughed, setting her down on her feet. “I’m kidding. But…”

He interlocked his fingers with hers, squeezing gently. “It would put my mind at ease if you stayed by my side.”

She looked down so he couldn’t see how flustered she was. “Okay Pika, I will…”

——————

As the four take their seats, Leorio brings up a very good question. “So… what are we going to do about seating arrangements?”

(Name) held up her hands, trying to look unfazed. “I can just put a towel or something over the spring and sit th-“

Kurapika shook his head, squeezing her hand. “No, (Name), I won’t let you sit on something that could hurt you.”

“I second that. Let’s tape Kurapika to the top of the van.”

(Name) groaned, holding her head in her hands. “Killua, we’re not-“

“Wait, I want to be taped to the top of the car!” Gon said, standing up.

“No, Gon, no was is getting taped to the mom van. Especially not either of my babies.”

Kurapika hummed. “Why don’t we just remove the spring?”

Leorio was quick to shoot that down. “Nah, it’s better if we wait for a professional to fix it. I don’t want to fuck up (Name)’s van.”

(Name) sighed in relief. ‘Finally, the only sane person in this group.’

“I have an idea!”

(Name) sighed, seeing Gon raising his hand. He looked so excited that she couldn’t say no. “Go ahead.”

“Why don’t one of us just sit in another persons lap?”

The table went quiet, some intrigued, some flustered. “That doesn’t sound like too bad of an idea. The only question is who is sitting in who’s lap.”

(Name) tilted her head. “Well it makes sense that one of the two kiddos will sit in my lap, considering…”

Kurapika tilted his head. “Considering what?”

Leorio pinched the blondes arm before speaking. “Well no offense (Name), you’re the weakest out of the group, so it makes more sense for you to sit in someone else’s lap, not the other way around.”

She seemed to shrink into herself, becoming uncomfortable with how the conversation was going. “Ah… well the only person I’d feel comfortable holding me is driving, so…”

Kurapika blinked, his grip on her hand loosening. “…”

“Why can’t you just sit in my lap?” Gon asked, flexing his arm. “I’m strong!”

She sighed, ruffling his hair. “I know, bud, but I don’t wanna sit in a kids lap. You’re tiny.”

“But I’m taller than y-“

“Tiny.”

He pouted, leaving Kurapika to clear his throat. “There are… other options…”

(Name) winced, scooting away from him. “Yeah, I can just call for someone to come pick me up.”

The blonde blinked at her. “… I meant you could sit in my lap.”

She made a distressed noise, the blonde unsure what he should do. “If it’s about you being too heavy, you’re not! I can pick you up just f-“

“It’s different when I have to sit in your lap for hours! Ugh!”

She slid out of the booth and stormed off towards the woman’s restroom, leaving Kurapika dumbfounded.

Leorio folded his arms over his chest, giving Kurapika a mean side eye. “Your actions have consequences, Kurapika. Think about just why you weren’t considered an option that she was comfortable with.”

He stared down at his hands, feeling regret start to bubble up in his chest. ‘Did I… did I really make her think… like that?’

——————

(Name) used a paper towel to dab at her tears, trying not to ruin her makeup. ‘Stupid Kurapika… stupid Leorio… stupid spring.’

She touched up her makeup, sniffling slightly. When she was done, she stepped back, taking in her full body reflection.

(Name) wasn’t thin, she knew that, but it was easy to forget when she was surrounded by people that saw her as more than what her body looked like. Usually, when she felt insecure she was able to push it away with the knowledge that she was loved and her friends thought she was beautiful.

“You disgust me.”

(Name) winced at the memory of Kurapika’s words. Ever since he’d said that, old insecurities from high school began bubbling up to the surface. It had been two years, but now that he was back, she couldn’t stop thinking about his words that day every time he looked at her.

When he called Dracule disgusting, she winced. Did he consider her to be in the same category as him, an evil flesh collector that cheated on his wife?

‘How does he view me?’

She squeezed her chubby cheeks, looking down at her wide hips and pudgy tummy. ‘I doubt he likes this. He’s always surrounded by beautiful women, there’s no way he’s attracted to me.’

(Name) felt tears welling up in her eyes again. She was quick to dab them away, putting her makeup back in her purse.

She loved him even when he came back into her life, covered in blood, underweight, and looking an absolute mess.

‘I guess I’m just not good enough to love, despite my appearance…’

(Name) picked up her purse, taking a deep breath before walking out of the bathroom.

‘I’ll just contact Illumi or Chrollo and have them pick me up and-“

She gasped when she felt herself being lifted up and thrown over someone’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “Ahh! Stranger danger!”

“Shh, it’s me.”

(Name) paused her kicking and screaming to look down, seeing a familiar blue tabard. “K-Kurapika Kurta, put me down this instant!”

“Not until you agree to come with us. We won’t be leaving without you.”

She blinked, feeling his grip tighten on her thigh. He approached the table the group was sitting at. “Order our drinks and text me when our food gets here. I’m going to have a little chat with (Name).”

Killua huffed. “Be gentle with my mom. If you’re going to feel her up at least ask her out f-“

Leorio covered the boys mouth. “Go ahead.”

Kurapika walked around the parking lot with (Name) over his shoulder, letting her struggle and throw a tantrum. “Are you done?”

She nodded, slumped over his shoulder. “… yeah…”

He stood still by a tree, eyes half lidded as he leaned his head against her hip. “I don’t mind you sitting in my lap, (Name). It’s really no trouble at all.”

She held onto the back of his tabard, eyes squeezed shut.

“You disgust me.”

She groaned, holding her hands over her ears. She couldn’t get his words out of her head, feeling her stomach twist into knots. “But…”

Kurapika’s thumb rubbed circles into her thighs absentmindedly as he lost himself in thought. It was hard for him to imagine her disliking herself.

To Kurapika, (Name) was perfection. Every part of her was something he adored. Her cute chubby cheeks, wide swaying hips, and pudgy tummy that he loved to rest his head against where all things he loved.

“Your actions have consequences.”

He didn’t want to think about he had caused her to act this way. During the Hunter Exam she gave out affection and trusted him so easily, and now she was too scared to sit in his lap.

He wanted to know exactly what he said to her so he could try and undo it, but at the same time he wondered if he should just let it be. After all, he wasn’t sure just how long he would be sticking around. What if he needed to leave one day? He didn’t want to hurt her all over again.

But… he also couldn’t stand that look on her face when he said she wasn’t too heavy. ‘She didn’t believe a word I said.’

Kurapika wanted to be hurt, but… he couldn’t be. How could he be, when he was the reason she felt this way? He’d caused her to not trust his words anymore.

As Kurapika’s mind raced, (Name) went still.

She sighed, looking down in defeat. “Fine. I’ll… I’ll go with you.”

Kurapika continued to hold her for a minute, lost in thought. She still sounded hesitant, and he didn’t know how to reassure her that he didn’t mind. Kurapika knew it was his fault, but he didn’t know how to fix it.

Or what exactly he said to make her feel this way in the first place.

“Let’s go back in.”

He set her down on her feet, keeping her steady as she got used to standing again.

——————

After a quick lunch, one that (Name) barely ate, the group headed back into the parking lot.

(Name) waited on Kurapika’s side as he slid in, the man getting situated before he patted his lap. “I’m ready.”

She stood for a moment, glancing between Leorio and Kurapika before she steeled herself. “Okay, I’m coming.”

(Name) entered the van, turning around and hovering over Kurapika’s lap before she finally sat down. He held himself back from grunting, not wanting her to think he was uncomfortable or disliked her being in his lap.

No, in fact he liked it a bit too much. Though, the blonde would prefer there being no clothing between them.

“Is everything alright?”

(Name) looked back, the hint of tears beading in the corners of her eyes making the blondes over protectiveness kick into overdrive. He nodded, unable to speak. If he did, it would be low and breathy, desire underlining every word.

Leorio glanced at the two, frowning. ‘This can’t be comfortable for either of them.’

He knew about (Name)’s insecurities, being the one that built her up and made her feel better on many bad nights. He also knew about Kurapika’s lust for the girl, and as a man he knew what could happen in a situation like this.

“Let’s get going. We should get to the hotel right at nightfall.”

For the first 30 minutes, Kurapika was able to keep his cool. It wasn’t easy, considering his crush was sitting in his lap, pressing against his crotch and he could smell her sweet perfume, but he was managing.

The road was smooth, (Name) was still, so there was no friction. As long as things stayed the way they were, everything would be okay.

But just the feeling of her soft ass in his lap, her warmth radiating against him was enough to have the blonde gripping the seat

“Pika?”

Kurapika glanced up to see (Name) glancing back at him, face still warm. “Everything okay back there?”

He was already going crazy over the fact (Name) used the nickname again, and she so cute looking back at him like that.

His mind immediately went south, imagining himself holding onto her plush hips as she bounced on his cock, the sound of her whimpers and whines as he fucked into her pretty cunt music to his ears.

‘FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!’

Kurapika bit his lip to keep himself from getting hard. He took a moment before answering as calmly as he possibly could.

“Yes, everything is fine. You alright, (Name)?”

She gave him a quick nod before looking forward again. Kurapika let out a sigh, feeling himself relax again.

He remembered what Leorio told him when they were riding the bus to the Zoldyck estate all those years ago, holding (Name) in his lap so she wouldn’t fall.

“Trust me Kurapika, you can’t handle all this.”

‘Fuck, he wasn’t wrong.’

Kurapika’s eyes were that pretty shade of scarlet that only appeared when he was around (Name). All he wanted was to have her near him, and now she was right there with him.

It was all he could ask for, really. Although it was a bit anxiety inducing, he didn’t hate it. He just wished he was inside of her instead.

‘Damn it, stop thinking of that!’

——————

About an hour into the ride, the road got incredibly bumpy. (Name) was trying her best to remain still, but it was getting increasingly harder as the road worsened.

Kurapika gasped out when he felt her hips rose and fall, the feeling of her legs spreading slightly to help her keep balance made his dick twitch.

“Sorry, but…”

(Name) glanced back at him before scooting back a little. She grabbed his arms and wrapped them around her waist, not able to look him in the eye. “Please hold onto me, I don’t wanna bounce too much…”

The blonde’s face turn a dark shade of red as his hands rested on (Name)’s tummy, pulling her closer until his face was buried in his back.

‘Pervert.’ Killua thought before turning back to his movie. ‘If he’s gonna feel up my mom, he could at least tell her how he feels first.’

(Name) sighed in relief when Kurapika’s arm kept her still. She glanced down at his slender, pale fingers gently holding onto her soft tummy, biting her lip.

‘I wish he would touch me… god I bet they would feel great inside m-‘

(Name)’s face burned hot, the girl squirming in her seat when that thought crossed her mind. She tried not to have those thoughts, even if he was extremely attractive and she’d loved him for years, it still felt… dirty. He didn’t like her that way, so she tried her best to keep her sexual feelings at bay.

But it was hard when he was nuzzling against her back, holding her so gently.

“P-please stay still.” Kurapika whimpered out, his hands moving from her tummy to her thighs to keep her still.

“Oh, sorry Pika!”

His breath hitched, accidentally squeezing her thighs a bit too hard to try and keep himself from popping a boner. “P-Pika, owie!”

He blinked, quickly retracting his hands. “Sorry, (Name). I didn’t mean…”

She huffed, grabbing his hands and placing them back on her waist. “It’s okay.”

Kurapika was having the time of his life. (Name), the woman he was crushing on was so close to him he could smell her strawberry scented perfume. Never in his wildest fantasies could he have imagined this scenario, his hands gripping the soft flesh of her tummy while her ass was planted firmly in his lap, pushing against his crotch.

“You… you smell good.”

It’s all he was able to say, his face burning against het back. He was sure she’d be able to feel the heat radiating off of him, at least a little.

“Oh, um… thanks.”

She began to wiggle around in embarrassment before Kurapika’s hands moved to her hips this time, giving them a harsher squeeze. “I said stay still.”

His voice is was stern this time, the feeling of his warm breath against her neck making her shiver. Even when she stops, his hands gripped her hips with such an intensity she was afraid he’ll leave her bruised.

After a few moments, he moved his hands back to her waist so she wouldn’t move again.

And when he had his hands on her body, and her butt in his lap, it was hard to complain about her wiggling around. He would have loved it if circumstances were different.

But for now, Kurapika gently ran soothing circles into her tummy with his thumb to apologize for being so rough with her, unknowingly causing the girl to grow more pent up.

——————

Kurapika almost complained when their car came to a stop at their hotel, wanting to whine about (Name)’s warmth leaving him as Leorio helped her out of the car.

Her legs were a little wobbly from Kurapika’s touching, causing her to lean against Leorio. “Hey, you alright?”

“Y-yeah, just tired.”

Kurapika wasn’t doing much better, the blonde stumbling a bit as he left the car, catching himself before (Name) could see him. He didn’t want her to think it was because she was too heavy, no, he was stumbling because he was so fucking horny.

The group reserved a single hotel room with multiple beds, three in total. It had already been decided that the four boys would pair up and share beds, leaving (Name) in the last bed all to herself.

She’d attempted to tell them it wasn’t fair, but she was the only girl after all, and wasn’t exactly itching to have one of the more rowdy boys share her bed. She shared a bed with Leorio for months, she knew what it was like to sleep next to someone who was fluent in sleep karate.

“Just be glad you won’t be sleeping next to either of those two perverts.” Killua said, pointing to Kurapika and Leorio.

(Name) gasped, pinching her son’s cheek before walking over to Kurapika and giving him a hug. “Hey, don’t say that about Kurapika! He would never perv on me!”

Kurapika was struggling to process anything when she was full on hugging him for the first time since York New, her head leaning against his chest. “Hey, he said that about me too…” Leorio said, pouting.

She cupped Kurapika’s cheek, squeezing gently. “He’s a sweet guy, really. Right Kurapika?”

‘Wow she smells so nice. God I’m so horny.’

She face one last pat to his cheek before turning. “I’m gonna order room service, you two can handle the unpacking, right?”

Kurapika nodded, face red as she gave him that pretty smile. “Thanks boys!”

Gon and Killua followed behind her, the latter looking back at Kurapika and grimacing. ‘Ew.’

Kurapika dropped to his knees when (Name) was out of sight, panting slightly. “Leorio, you’ll have to restrain me, I can’t take it.”

“I don’t think tying you up will help your situation at all. It any even make it worse.” Leorio replied, pulling out (Name)’s suitcase.

“Just to make sure… you didn’t bring her… you know what right?”

Kurapika avoided eye contact.

“Kurapika. You didn’t.”

“Listen.”

“No, no I don’t think I will.”

Kurapika frowned, opening his satchel to reveal the pair of panties. “She… she wouldn’t look in my satchel.”

“You are underestimating her need to be useful.”

The blonde huffed, closing his satchel. “Whatever, let’s just get this all inside.”

(Name) plopped down onto her bed, playing with her hair. ‘He was blushing a lot. Kurapika really is shy around girls.’

“You can have the first shower, (Name). We’ll wait for room service to get here.” Killua said, jumping onto his and Kurapika’s shared bed.

‘That combination is the worst that could have been.’ (Name) thought, thinking back to how they decided who slept with who.

“Okay, okay, if it makes you feel better about getting your own bed, we’ll play rock paper scissors on who sleeps with who.”

“That doesn’t help at all, it’s till unfair because I get a bed to mys-“

“ROCK! PAPER! SCISSORS!”

She opened up her suitcase after Leorio and Kurapika brought it in, glancing at them all before pulling out a pair of panties and hiding them among her pajamas.

“Okay, I’m taking a shower! I’ll be back out in a second. Please…”

She looked back, sighing. “Don’t kill each other.”

She closed the door behind her, sighing as she entered the warm water. The phantom touches of Kurapika’s hands on her hips and waist lingered, making her shiver.

‘Pika…’

She slid her hand down her body, stopping right above her pussy. ‘Should I? I mean…’

She glanced at the door, her face heating up. ‘It’s… it’s just to relieve myself! It’s been a long and hard day.’

——————

Kurapika laid on his bed, head buried in his pillow as he thought about the day. For him, it had been great! He got to chat with his friends, hold (Name) in his lap, and imagine fucking into her-

‘Fuck!’

He groaned into his pillow, causing Killua to glance down at him. “What are you whining about, blondie? Miss your girlfriend?”

Kurapika bolted up face red. “Shut up!”

“Girlfriend? (Name) and Kurapika are dating?” Gon asked, face turning pink.

“No, he’s just crushing on her crazy bad.”

Gon laughed. “Oh really?”

‘Why am I the last one to find out?’ Leorio thought, his face also turning pink. ‘I mean I knew he wanted to fuck her, but… he likes her? Really?’

Kurapika threw a pillow at Killua. “Stop telling people my business Killua!”

“Hey it’s my business too! She’s my mom!”

“Yeah, okay mommas boy.”

“Oh you wish you could call her mommy-“

(Name) stepped out of the bathroom, yawning. “Hmm? What are you two fighting about this time?”

“Nothing.” They answered in unison. Gon and Leorio exchanged a look before getting up.

“Geez room service is taking forever. Let’s go check on it Gon!”

“Good idea Leorio. Hey, Killua, come on!”

Gon pulled the kicking and screaming Killua out of the door, leaving Kurapika and (Name) alone.

She tilted her head, looking to the blonde. “They must be hungry, they were in a big hurry.”

Kurapika glared at the three through the window, Gon and Leorio giving him a thumbs up before retreating.

“Yeah, I’m sure they are.”

The blonde blinked when (Name) plopped down beside him, now in a pair of lounge shorts and a tanktop. “Man I’m hungry too, and tired.”

She laid back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. “Today was… rough.”

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, cheeks still pink from Killua’s teasing. “How so?”

He winced when her face dropped, her arms immediately moving to cover herself when she saw he was looking at her. “… it’s hard to talk about.”

Kurapika laid back on the bed with her, also looking up at the ceiling. “You don’t have to if it’s too uncomfortable.”

She turned to look at him then, eyes half lidded. “Can I ask you something, Pika?”

He turned too, making eye contact with her big, sad (e/c) eyes. “Yes, of course.”

It took her a bit to find the courage to speak, Kurapika’s heart breaking when her voice came out quiet and strained.

“Do you… do you still think I’m disgusting?”

When his eyes turned red, she flinched, joking her hands in front of her face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

He grabbed her hands, gently pulling them closer until they cupped both of his cheeks. Kurapika didn’t say anything, hoping that his actions would be enough. He held her hands over his cheeks, staring at her with those soft red eyes.

His eyes fluttered closed, enjoying her touch as she stood still, not knowing what to do. “Kurapika? Please… I just want an answer.”

“… you’re…”

The door opened, causing him to jump and roll off the bed, hitting his head against the nightstand. “Kurapika!”

“Ah shit I think they were making out or something. Should we come back later?” Killua said, holding a tray of their food.

“Fuck…”

Kurapika pouted as (Name)’s palm hovered over his forehead, healing the gash. “There, it’s healed.”

She leaned forward, pressing her lips against his healed forehead. “And a kiss to make it all better.”

(Name) stood up before she could see his jaw drop open, face going red again. Leorio patted his head before helping him off the floor. “Let’s eat.”

After dinner, (Name) laid in her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Although she didn’t receive an answer like she wanted, she still felt a little better. Kurapika had allowed her to touch and kiss him, something that a person disgusted by another wouldn’t do.

‘I still want a confirmation…’ she thought, turning so she was lying on her side, facing Killua and Kurapika’s bed. The two were already fast asleep, Killua’s foot planted on Kurapika’s back, slowly pushing him off the bed.

‘I knew that would happen.’

(Name) laughed to herself, snuggling into her comforter before following behind them.

————————

(Name) was the first to wake up, stretching with a yawn as the sun beamed in through the window. She could hear the sound of the bed next to her creaking, spotting a head of blonde hair rising.

She held back a giggle, seeing how messy his bed head was. “Good morning, Pika.”

He rubbed his eye, giving her a sleepy smile. “Good morning, (Name). Did you sleep well?”

She nodded, yawning. “Yeah, we’ll enough, you?”

He pushed himself out of his bed, plopping down onto hers. “As good as a man being tormented by the spawn of satan can. So… decently.”

She stood up, slipping on a pair of flip flops before offering him her hand. “Wanna go eat breakfast before the others wake up?”

“That sounds lovely.”

He took her hand, allowing her too pull him up before he laughed. “Wow, didn’t know you were that strong, (Name).”

“I’ve picked you up before! Remember, I carried you in the first phase!”

He blinked as she led him towards the elevator. “I guess you did.”

The two arrived in the hotel lobby, making their plates before sitting down together. They were still on their pajamas, Kurapika only slightly embarrassed.

They are quietly, (Name) leaning her head against his shoulder. It was nice, really, her weight against him and her warmth sinking into his skin. “Still tired?”

She nodded, munching on a mouthful of waffles. He snickered and pushed some of her hair out of her face. “Careful, you’ll get syrup on your hair.”

He was enjoying this innocent moment with her. That was until Killua and Gon came rushing out of the elevator followed by a zombie- wait no that was Leorio.

“Ugh…”

The man sat in front of the two, bags under his eyes. Kurapika felt (Name) leave his shoulder, frowning slightly. “You alright, Leorio?”

He groaned in response, his head in his hands. (Name)’s attention was drawn back to the boys when she heard one of them gasp.

“Ew, this has raisins!”

Gon placed a bagel he took a bite out of back, Killua reaching his hand into the serving plate to grab a handful of scrambled eggs.

“Oh my god.”

(Name) stood up, handing Kurapika her fruit cup. “Finish this for me, sweetheart, I’ll be right back. Try to get Leorio back to working order while I’m gone.”

He chewed on a piece of her fruit before answering. “Get them.”

Five minutes later and the boys were sat at the table eating their breakfast eating quietly. It didn’t take much, just a look with a hand on her hips and they were scrambling to sit down.

Kurapika still had (Name) fork in his mouth, hoping she didn’t notice it. ‘It’s like… an indirect kiss!’ He thought, smiling. If he had a tail, it would definitely be wagging right now.

After everyone got dressed, it was time to leave. Thankfully, (Name) was able to inform the a manager that the bagels and scrambled eggs had been… contaminated before she left.

Leorio unlocked the car and everyone started loading in. (Name) handed out tablets, books, and her phone to the people that wanted them before she slid in, plopping down onto Kurapika’s lap. “Hold onto me, okay?”

He nodded, wrapping his hands around her waist as he tried to ignore how warm she felt against him.

———————

“We’ll only be on the road a few hours until we reach the hot springs, and that’s including stopping for lunch and gas.” Leorio stated, not taking his tired eyes off the road.

Kurapika hadn’t heard a word of it. The road had been incredibly bumpy, and he knew if he broke concentration to talk, he would pop a boner instantly.

“Kurapika?”

A whine nearly left his throat when she tapped on his thigh to get his attention. “Wh-what?”

“Do you want to play I-Spy with us? We’ve been asking you for a few minutes now.”

Kurapika sighed, nodding. “Yeah, sure. It’ll… take my mind off things.”

(Name) smiled. “Okay, I’ll go first. I spy, with my little eye, something… pink!”

“Is it the mom van?”

“Haha, yeah! Your turn Killua!”

Killua’s face shifted into something of pure evil, grinning at Kurapika. The blondes eyes widened, shaking his head rapidly. ‘No, don’t!’ He mouthed, but Killua was having none of it.

“I spy, with my little eye… a huge pervert.”

(Name) gasped, wiggling around. “I know, I know! It’s Leorio!”

“I swear to god I will turn this van around.”

The group laughed, but Killua stayed quiet. “Wrong.”

Kurapika glared daggers at the boy, his face slowly turning red. ‘Please don’t.’ He mouthed, and Killua rolled his eyes.

“It was a billboard.”

(Name) huffed, leaning against Kurapika. “Hey, that’s cheating Killua.”

Kurapika stayed quiet, now very content to bury his face in her shoulder. “Hmmm…”

“Okay, why don’t you go, Gon? Since Killua cheated.”

Killua folded his arms over his chest, looking out the window. ‘Stupid twink better appreciate me after this.’

“Okay okay!! Hmm…”

Gon looked around, his tongue sticking out in concentration. “I spy with my little eye… something red!”

They all looked around the car, pointing out a few things. “Is it (Name)’s mace?”

“No.”

“Is it Leorio’s lighter?”

“Nuh-uh.”

“Oh! Is it Leorio’s underwear!”

“No, and he’s got the white one with hearts on toady.”

“I don’t even want to know why you two know what underwear he’s wearing.”

“He only has two pairs!”

(Name) made a disgusted face. “Leorio, is that true? You only brought two pairs?”

Leorio didn’t answer, keeping his eyes on the road. “Yeah, me and Killua went through his suitcase- wait I’m getting distracted! Do you guys give up yet?”

The three huffed. “Yeah, just tell us already.”

Gon smiled, pointing to Kurapika and (Name). “It’s Kurapika’s face!”

The blonde blinked, (Name) looking back at him. “Oh dear.”

“HOLY- GON!” Killua was bent over laughing, giving him a high-five before he teared up from how hard he was laughing.

Kurapika’s face became even redder, if that was possible. “Are you okay, Pika? Am I too heavy? Are you sick? Do we need to pull over?”

Gon and Killua went quiet. ‘Shit, our joke backfired.’

He shook his head, sending the two a glare. “I’m fine, just turn up the air please.”

“Of course!”

She leaned forward, her butt pressing firmly into his crotch as she turned up the air conditioning. He gasped, staring at her arching back. ‘Fuck… need her…’

He leaned forward and pulled her back until her back was pressed against his chest, burying his face in her shoulder. “Is it… okay if I get comfortable?”

She nodded, face heating from the feeling of his breath on her neck. “Y-yeah, go ahead. I don’t mind.”

His hands moved from her hips to her waist, pulling her in. His chin rested on her shoulder, his cheek gently nuzzling against her neck.

“Is that better?” She asked, feeling the cold air fan against them.

“Much…”

Kurapika wasn’t talking about the air, though.

————————

Kurapika got to enjoy a good hour with (Name) cuddled up in his lap, occasionally brushing his lips against her neck to give her secret kisses, but his time with her came to an end when they pulled up to their first stop.

“Leorio, are you alright?”

They were sat inside, eating some lunch when (Name) noticed Leorio drifting off. “Yeah, I’m…”

He began to doze off again mid sentence, causing (Name) to panic. “You’re in no state to drive. I can take over, it’ll be-“

“But you’re awful at driving long distances mom!” Killua said, shaking Leorio awake.

“Okay, rude, but I’m an adult, I can do it!”

Kurapika raised his hand. “I can drive.”

The entire group grimaced at that. “Hey! I really can!”

“Yeah, you’re physically capable of driving, but…”

Leorio and (Name) remembered Melody telling them about his reckless driving when he caught Uvogin. “You have… road rage.”

“It was a one time thing!”

Leorio began to speak, causing Kurapika to raise his hand. “Okay, it happened a few times, but I promise I can handle it.”

Killua ate a fry. “I would rather Leorio fall asleep at the wheel and crash than ride in a car with you as it’s driver.”

“I feel like that’s not fair.”

“Maybe!”

(Name) rubbed her temple. “Oh stop it you two. Kurapika, so you promise to treat the mom van and it’s passengers with respect?”

“I promise.”

“Even Killua?”

“… do I have to?”

“Yes! He’s our precious cargo!”

“Our?”

“Kurapika Kurta!”

“Fine! Even Killua!”

(Name) smiled, handing over her keys. They had a few pastel, cute keychains dangling from them. “Okay, here you go.���

“I feel like this will end with our deaths. Or just Kurapika’s. Either way there will be a funeral I will not be attending.”

“You would be attending your own funeral Killua, you’d be in your own casket.”

“My point stands. I bet his funeral would be super boring. My funeral will have a mosh pit.”

“It will not! Killua Zoldyck-“

“Sorry mom.”

While they argued, Gon finished both Leorio and his food. “I want my corpse to fly around on a zip line while space jam plays in the background.”

Kurapika snorted. “Oh my god.”

“No, Gon, you can’t do that.”

“Why, because my corpse will scare people?”

“No because space jam is lame.”

“YOU TAKE THAT BACK!”

Gon and Killua fell to the floor, pulling hair and biting. “I’m going to the car.” (Name) said, stepping over them. “You two have five minutes to clean up your act before I come back in with my mace.”

Kurapika and Leorio paid the bill before pulling the two apart. “Come on, if we let you two fight she’ll be mad at us too!” Leorio said, holding the feral Killua as he hissed at Gon.

“Are you sure he’s had his rabies shot? I think he’s foaming at the mouth.”

Leorio and Gon looked at each other. “Well…”

“No. There’s no way.”

“Killua really hates shots.”

“I don’t give a flying fuck! Do you know how many times he’s bitten me? Jesus Christ.” Kurapika dropped Killua, moving towards the door.

“You aren’t special blondie! I’ve bitten everyone here!”

“He has.” Gon said, smiling like he didn’t just say his friend has gnawed on him like a wild dog. “Though, he’s barely bitten (Name). Only like twice!”

Killua blushed. “Well the first one was an accident.”

“And the second one?”

“Revenge.”

Kurapika inhaled, letting out a sigh before walking away. ‘Why she keeps him in her house, I’ll never know. He’s like a ticking time bomb.’

He spotted (Name), who was leaning her forehead against the van. “(Name)? What are you doing?”

“I forgot you had the keys so I just stood here like a dummy…”

He chuckled, unlocking the van. ‘Cute.’

Leorio walked out, grumbling. “He ate all my food…”

The tall man slid into the backseat, barely fitting. “Come on, sunshine. I’m tired so imma be sleeping.”

She laughed, sliding into his lap without hesitation. “Aww, you can use my shoulder as a pillow, Leorio.”

‘… she didn’t hesitate at all, she even seems happy to be sitting in his lap.’

Kurapika sighed, adjusting the seat so he could reach the pedals properly. “Everyone buckled u-“

He looked in the rear view mirror, eyes flashing red when he spotted the two in the backseat. Leorio had her pulled close to him, face buried in her shoulder as she giggled. “Leorio, your stubble is tickling me!”

His eye twitched, pulling his hand away before he cracked the mirror.

“Kurapika, are you alright?”

Gon placed his hand over Kurapika’s, looking concerned. The blonde glanced back at the two, feeling that familiar nasty feeling taking over.

And he could finally give it a name.

Jealousy.

He shook his head, giving Gon a smile. “I’m fine, are the others buckled up?”

He glanced back. “Yeah, they are!”

“Then let’s go.”

Over the next few hours, Kurapika became more and more agitated. Leorio eventually passed out, nuzzling into (Name)’s neck as she slept, occasionally squeezing her.

It was like torture watching Leorio’s hands wander her body, squeezing her soft tummy and thighs. She didn’t seem to mind his touch as much, comfortable with him, unlike she was with Kurapika.

——————

He ended up speeding a little to get to the hot springs faster, pulling into the parking lot as quickly as he could.

“We’re here.” Kurapika said through gritted teeth. He glared at the two through the rear mirror, watching as Leorio woke up slowly.

“Mmm, hey sunshine.”

Kurapika’s eyes turned red when he leaned forward, giving her a quick peck on the cheek, causing her to giggle. “Leorio!”

He hummed, still not completely awake. “Hmm?”

He looked up, seeing Kurapika’s cold stare through the rear view mirror. ‘Oh. Oh shit.’

Kurapika opened his car door and slammed it behind him, waiting outside for (Name)

Leorio quickly helped (Name) out of the car, Kurapika instantly pulling her inside by the hand. “H-hey! What about-“

“We need you to check us in. The rest will grab the bags.”

She felt his grip tighten on her hand slightly. (Name) didn’t question him further, instead focusing on checking in and getting everyone their room cards.

Kurapika kept a hold on her hand, his grip gentler than before. “Sorry, (Name). I’m… I’m just ready to…”

She squeezed his hand, giving him a smile. “I know, driving so long can make you tired. I’m sure the hot springs will ease any tension!”

She bumped her hip against his, causing him to laugh. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

His mood improved greatly just by having her by his side, smiling and laughing with him. Kurapika felt his jealousy fade away to the back of his mind, finding comfort in the fact she chose to walk with him to their rooms, not Leorio.

The tickets Killua won gave everyone their own room that came with towels and robes. Kurapika left (Name)’s side to get settled in his own room, Leorio dropping by a minute later.

“Hey, man. You uh… you doing alright?”

Kurapika closed his empty suitcase and rolled it into the small closet. “I’m fine.”

“You didn’t seem fine earlier. When I kissed her cheek.”

Kurapika’s eye twitched, glancing at him. “I’ve been meaning to ask why you’re so affectionate with her these days. I seem to remember it being the opposite, with her being more affectionate with me.”

“Well.”

Leorio didn’t have to state why that was, Kurapika already knew. The blonde knew he pretty much ruined their bond when he broke her heart in York New.

“Leorio… I’m-“

“Forget it, I understand. You’re feeling some strong feelings and it’s hard to explain. Just remember that I’m your friend, and you don’t have to compete with me.”

Kurapika nodded, sitting down on his bed. “It’s… hard. When I see her interacting with you or others I just feel…”

“Possessive? Angry?”

“A mix of both.”

Leorio sighed. “Yeah, I understand that. You shouldn’t worry though, she does like you after all.”

Kurapika rubbed the back of his neck. “Maybe she did once, but… I’m not sure anymore.”

Leorio didn’t answer. He wanted to be selfish in that moment, if only just a little. Kurapika could figure out she still liked him on his own, by interacting with (Name) and treating her right.

“Well, I’m gonna get ready. Meet you at the hot springs.”

Kurapika watched him leave before picking up a paper on his bed.

Rules for the Hot Springs

1. Please bathe before entering

2. No running or diving

3. Please adhere to the guidelines for each hot spring

“Seems easy enough.”

After a quick shower, Kurapika threw on a pair of pajamas. ‘This is what the people in the lobby were wearing. Should be… sufficient.’

He met Leorio in the hallway, who was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a tanktop. “Hey princess, you ready for some relaxation.”

“Don’t call me that, and yeah. Where’s (Name)?”

Leorio rolled his eyes. “She wanted to shave her legs. I told her that real men are willing to explore the wilderness and she just closed the door on me.”

“Good on her.” Kurapika said, walking ahead of him.

As they approached the hot springs, they watched Gon and Killua walk into the men’s locker room. “You brought a towel, right?” Kurapika asked, pulling off his shirt.

Leorio rubbed the back of his head. “Shit, no I forgot.”

Kurapika handed him a towel. “Brought an extra for you.”

After undressing and wrapping towels around their waists, the four stepped out.

“… what do those numbers mean?”

Above each separated hot spring were two numbers. The first was 8-19, the second was 20-55 and the third was 55+. Killua jumped into the first one, splashing water on the others. “Hey, jumping is against the rules Killua.”

Killua flipped him off, causing the blonde to scowl. “You’re going to get us kicked out.”

“I won the tickets, I’ll get us kicked out if I want to!”

That had the blonde sighing, Leorio stepping forward. “I’m guessing this means the men’s sauna as are separated by age. It’s probably the same for the women’s.”

Kurapika nodded, but was hesitant. ‘If that’s true, wouldn’t the building have been bigger? The woman’s lockers are right next to ours, where would it lead to?’

He kept that thought to himself, following Leorio. “Hey, these are for people 20 or older, kiddo. Aren’t you trying to follow the rules?”

Kurapika paused, sending the taller man a glare. “That rule is stupid. I’m not getting in with those two, I won’t be able to relax at all.”

Leorio shrugged. “Okay Mr. Rule breaker. Let’s get to relaxing then.”

Leorio dropped his towel, causing Kurapika to shield his eyes. “Give a man a warning, Christ.”

“It’s not like you haven’t seen it before. You and (Name) are well acquainted with my business.”

“Yeah, because you flashed us during the Hunter exam.”

“Flashed is a strong word. I just sleep in the nude, what’s so wrong with that?”

“Everything.”

Kurapika waited for Leorio to turn before he pulled his own towel off, sinking into the water. ‘Ah, (Name) was right. This is nice…’

“I bet if (Name) slept naked you wouldn’t have a problem with that.”

Kurapika stared at him for a moment, narrowing his eyes. “… does she usually sleep naked?”

“Well sometimes in panties and a tshirt but-“

“How do you know that!?”

“Uh, hello, we lived together for several months and slept in the same bed. Eventually comfort overcomes embarrassment.”

Kurapika scowled, leaning against the edge of the hot spring. ‘… I want to wake up next to her in just a tshirt and panties…’

Leorio sighed, stretching out his arms. “Ahh, this is nice. I hope (Name) is enjoying herself too. Wait…”

He grinned at his friend, giving him a mischievous look. “Maybe we should go sneak a peek.”

Kurapika’s face went from confused, to flustered, to pissed off. “Peek? No, that’s-“

“Oh so you two want a peek huh?”

The two yelped, glancing up to see (Name) standing at the edge of the hot spring, wearing only a towel. It only barely covered her, her left thigh and side nearly completely exposed.

“Wait, we weren’t going t-“

“And why are you two in the woman’s hot spring? I expected something like this from Leorio, but not you Kurapika.”

They paused at that, glancing at each other then her. “But… this is the men’s hot spring.” Leorio said, gesturing to the men’s locker room.

“No, the…”

(Name) glanced between the women’s and men’s locker room, seeing they both led to the same place. “Oh. So that means…”

“The hot springs aren’t separated by gender, they’re separated by age.” Kurapika finished, cheeks turning red at the implication.

(Name) frowned, trying to cover herself more. “Stupid towels… too small.”

‘Thank you god for making these towels small.’ Kurapika thought, closing his eyes in prayer.

She sat down at the edge of the hot spring, dipping her legs into the water. “So… what do we do?”

Leorio shrugged. “We enjoy the hot springs. You should-“

She held her towel tighter. “But…”

Kurapika was trying to breathe normally while gazing at her body, eyes roaming her chest down to her thighs. “… we can look away while you get in, if that helps.”

She nodded slowly, playing with the hem of her towel. “Yeah, that would.”

“Hey I didn’t agree to that, I wanna-“

Kurapika grabbed Leorio’s arm and turned him, eyes lingering a second longer as her towel dropped, catching a peek at her breasts and pretty (color) nipples.

‘Fuck!’

He was instantly hard, glad the water wasn’t clear. “Okay, I’m in.”

Even though he couldn’t see much, the knowledge that she was in the water with him, completely naked was enough to have his head spinning. The two turned back, and he could tell even Leorio was flustered by the sight of her.

Her shoulders and top of her breasts were a over water, showing Kurapika the most cleavage he’d ever seen. (Name) sighed, leaning against the edge of the hot spring. “Ahh, this is nice.”

When she noticed then staring, she crossed her arms over her chest and sank into the water. “Hey, my eyes are up here! Don’t have to be so blatant with your staring.”

Leorio laughed, but Kurapika was a stuttering mess. “I-I wasn’t…”

She was gracious enough to drop it, swimming over to sit in between them. “So, should we play a game or something?”

The two were trying not to look down at her cleavage. “Uh, yeah sure. What do you have in mind, (Name)?”

She hummed, tapping a finger against her chin. “Hmm… how about I-spy-“

“That’s more of a car game, sunshine. I have an idea though.” He held up three fingers, grinning at the two. “How about two truths and one lie, spicy edition?”

(Name) blushed, twiddling her fingers. “Does it have to be spicy?”

“We’re three adults naked in a hot spring, that’s the only way to go.” Leorio replied, pinching her cheek. When she raised her hand to smack his away, her breasts rose above the water, giving them both a good eyeful. Kurapika felt his cock twitch, wanting nothing more to get a handful instead of an eyeful.

“Hey, no pinching my cheeks or I’ll be pinching yours!”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, princess.”

Kurapika growled lowly, slowly inching closer to (Name). She glanced at the blonde before sinking into the water, letting out a content moan. “Mmm, that feels really good.”

Now both of the boys were blushing, glancing over her head at each other. “Um… you enjoying yourself sunshine?”

“Mhm… making me feel really good.”

‘Oh fuck.’

Kurapika’s hand grazed over her thigh, causing her face to heat up. He looked down at her, eyes boring into hers as his finger ran down thigh. “Sorry, my bad.”

(Name) shivered. ‘Was that really an accident?’

Leorio watched as Kurapika’s eyes shifted from brown to scarlet. “Ah, it’s game time! I think I’ll go first.”

(Name)’s eyes left Kurapika’s to look at Leorio. “I’ve had a one night stand with a guy, I have a vibrator, and my favorite bar is the one on Main Street.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “I’ll say the first on is the lie.”

“Why do you say that?” Leorio asked, crossing his arms.

“Because you can’t get any women, what man would want you?”

(Name) snickered. “Oh Kurapika… the answer is the last one is a lie.”

“Ding ding ding, correct!”

Leorio patted her head after he said each ding like she was a little bell. “You’d be surprised Kurapika, I’m quite popular with men. You’d faint if you saw my Grindr messages.”

Kurapika blinked. “Uh huh.”

(Name) hummed, looking up at Kurapika. “Ya know, I’ve always been kind of curious, but who are you attracted to Kurapika?”

His face turned red, the blonde becoming a stuttering mess. “Wh-which person I’m attracted… to?”

Leorio cut him off. “She means what gender, bud.”

He sighed. ‘That’s much easier to answer.’

“Well… I guess I’m not sure. I’ve… never really felt attraction to anyone.”

‘Besides (Name)…’

“So you’re ace? Aro?”

He gave her a confused look, Leorio speaking up for him. “No, no he definitely isn’t either of those. Kurapika, you’re at least attracted to women.”

He nodded slowly. “Yes… I am.”

“Sexually?”

The blondes blush returned. “… yes.”

‘Ah, so he does experience sexual attraction.’ (Name) thought, suddenly very interested.

“But… I’m not really attracted to any gender in particular. Whoever I fall in love with I… fall in love with.”

Leorio and (Name) smiled. “Aww, that’s sweet.” (Name) leaned her head against his shoulder, as she began to speak.

“Okay, my turn. Two truths, one lie…”

(Name) tapped her finger against her chin, the blonde smiling. ‘Cute.’

“Okay! First, I’m a virgin.”

Kurapika felt his heart thump against his chest. He hadn’t been expecting her to outright say something so… lewd.

“Second, I have a clit piercing.”

His jaw dropped, Leorio cracking up on the other side of her. “Wh-what?”

She began to giggle two. “And me and Leorio have kissed!”

Suddenly, the two were silent. Kurapika’s eyes were scarlet again, this time directed at Leorio. If looks could kill, Leorio would be six feet under.

“Go ahead Leorio, you answer first.”

The taller man shrunk under Kurapika’s gaze, looking away. “… the clit piercing one is a lie.”

‘That motherfucker!’

(Name) looked to Kurapika, smiling sweetly. “And your answer?”

He was seething, but managed to answer. “You kissing Leorio is a lie!”

“Bzzt!! Wrong! The clit piercing one is a big ol’ lie!!”

Kurapika reached over (Name)’s head to smack the back of Leorio’s. “H-hey!”

(Name) glanced up, but by the time she did, Kurapika was back to leaning against the edge of the hot spring. “Leorio? What, did you want proof?”

Kurapika’s eyes shot open. “Come again?”

She gave them a mischievous smile, rising up until her breasts were barely covered. “Well, I wouldn’t want you two calling me a liar. I could-“

Kurapika pushed her back into the water by her shoulders, looking away. “No, no, that won’t be necessary, we believe you!”

“Speak for yourself, I-“

The sound of Leorio being drowned by Kurapika made (Name) gasp. “Hey, stop that! I don’t wanna get kicked out!”

She separated the two before sighing. “I was just kidding, Kurapika, but…”

She kissed his cheek, smiling. “Thanks for trying to protect me, Pika.”

If she knew how hard he was just by being close to her, would she still feel so comfortable touching and kissing him?

“Okay Kurapika, your turn!”

The blonde was still trying to recover from her kiss, head feeling fuzzy and his cock standing at full attention. “I-I…”

He didn’t want to speak right now, he wanted to be buried inside of her pussy, one hand on her breast and the other rubbing circles into her clit. “I… I’ve crossed dressed before.”

(Name) waited patiently for him to continue. “I’m… inexperienced.”

“That’s code for he’s a virgin.” Leorio piped up, warning a glare from Kurapika.

“And the last one?” (Name) asked, tilting her head.

God she looked so cute, staring up at him with those pretty (e/c) eyes. What he wouldn’t give to reach out and cup her cheek, pulling her into a kiss as he fucked her with his fingers.

“Um… I prefer thinner women.”

This seemed to immediately upset (Name), the girl shrinking into herself. “Oh.”

“Kurapika.” Leorio said, raising an eyebrow. ‘What is he getting at? Is he trying to make her all upset?’

“Go on, (Name). You answer first.” Kurapika said, not looking at her.

“… the virgin one is the lie.”

He calmly turned to Leorio. “And your answer?”

He scowled at the blonde. “The last one was a lie.”

He knew this, considering Kurapika had told him his type when they talked to each other alone, but he didn’t understand why he was saying this now.

“You’re correct.”

(Name) blinked, looking up at Kurapika, who had his arms crossed as he stared into the water.

‘He… doesn’t prefer thinner women? That means…’

She blushed, tilting her head at Kurapika. He was refusing to look at her, his cheeks a dark red. It could be excused by the hot water, but…

(Name) gently pressed her thigh against his, watching him for a reaction. She expected him to push her away, maybe yell, but no.

“Hahh…”

He whimpered, biting his lip and squeezing his eyes shut. (Name) continued her experimentation. “So you’ve cross dressed before?”

He cleared his throat, nodding. “In York New, yes.”

‘Her thigh… her thigh is touching mine…’

He couldn’t take it anymore, his hand traveling down his tummy and to his aching cock. It felt so wrong to jerk off when she was right next to him, completely naked, but it also felt… right.

“Pika?”

His breath hitched, eyes half lidded when he answered her. “Y-yes?”

She leaned forward, tilting her head. “You alright? Your face is all red. If you’re getting overheated you sh-“

He quickly shook his head, Leorio raising his eyebrows. “No, no I’m… I’m fine.”

“You sure? I’ve heard some people get too overheated and get sick after being in the hot springs too long.”

The way she worried about him was cute, but right now he didn’t want to get out. Kurapika wanted to stay next to her while he jerked off, even if he felt dirty doing it.

“Really, I’m fine. Let’s-“

“Ugh, I’m feeling tired.”

Leorio stood up, flashing both of them in the process. “Jesus!”

“What? You’ve seen it before!”

“But you’re-“

Leorio was noticeably hard, (Name) quickly looking away and covering her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, the hot water does things that me.”

“I hate finding out new things about you.” Kurapika said, rubbing his temple.

“Get used to it. If you’re gonna be around more, you’re gonna be learning a lot.”

This made the blonde shiver, his hard on gone within seconds. “Uh huh.”

Leorio pulled a towel around his waist, waving. “You two have fun. Don’t…”

He glanced back at them, looking at Kurapika who narrowed his eyes. “Meh, never mind.”

Their tall friend walked towards the men’s locket room, leaving them alone.

“What do you think he meant by that?” (Name) asked, turning to Kurapika. His face was red again, knowing exactly what Leorio had been hinting at.

“… I don’t try to understand him.”

(Name) laughed, peeking at him. “So, do you want to keep playing, or…”

He looked away, feeling his elf get excited again. “Let’s play something… else.”

She nodded, thinking for a second before grinning. “How about truth or dare?”

“Truth or dare? I haven’t heard of that before.”

(Name) perked up, Kurapika having to push her shoulders down a little when her tits rose above the water. “Whoops, sorry! So, truth or dare is a game where you ask a persons “truth, or dare?”. If they pick truth, they have to answer any question you ask with the truth. If they pick dare, you have to do something they dare you to do.”

Kurapika nodded slowly, humming. “I see. So if I asked you truth or dare and you said truth, you have to answer with the truth?”

“Yes!”

‘Interesting.’

“Why don’t you go first, (Name)? An example would help me understand better.”

(Name) smiled shyly. “Okay, Kurapika. Truth or dare?”

He thought for a second, tapping his nails against the edge of the hot spring. “Hmmm… dare.”

“Oh, really?”

She smirks at him, getting a little closer, inches away from him. “I dare you…”

His face turned red, the anticipation making his heart pound.

“To do a hand stand!”

Kurapika blinked, taking a moment to process her dare before frowning. “No, I’m not doing that.”

“But Kurapika, that’s how you play the game! You can’t give up on the first date!”

She looked up at him with pleading eyes. The blondes lip twitched, unable to say no when she was asking so nicely.

“Fine, but you have to turn away while I-“

“But how am I supposed to know you did it if I look away?”

He groaned. “(Name). If I do a handstand now you’ll see my-“

“I know.”

He blinked at her, in absolute disbelief. “You…”

She laughed, bumping her hip against his. “Come on, I’ll just see your butt. I already told you it’s cute.”

He stuttered, eyes looking everywhere but her. “C-cute? I…”

Kurapika sighs, backing up a little. “Okay, okay. Just stand back.”

She did, giggling as he dove under the water, his lower half rising above the water.

Alas, he wasn’t tall enough for his ass to rise above the water. ‘Aww, I wanted to see his cute butt…’

(Name) waited for a moment for him to resurface, and when he did she felt… worried.

“Ahh… I feel…”

Kurapika fell forward, (Name) rushing to catch him.

“Mmph!”

His face landed in her boobs, the girl yelping. “K-Kurapika!”

She wanted to push him off, but could tell something was off. He was panting, eyes squeezed shut and his face burning up. “Shit, you’re overheating!”

She gently led him to the edge of the hot spring, looking away as she lifted him out. (Name) pretended she didn’t feel something hard graze against her leg as she helped him out, instead focusing on pulling a towel over herself and running to the locker room.

He felt a towel fall into his and a cool rag press into his forehead. “Ahh…”

“Does that feel good, Pika?”

His eyes shot open, the towel rising a little when she leaned forward to offer him a sip of water. “Here, you got too hot. Drink.”

He did so, relaxing as he sipped on the cool water she got him. “Better?”

Kurapika nodded, looking down at his lap and pulling the towel to it covered his chest too. “Yes…”

He felt embarrassed that he’s gotten overheated like that so easily. “Sorry… are we still playing truth or dare?”

(Name) laughed, offering him her hand. “We can pick it up later, I think it’s time for bed.”

He allowed her to pull him to his feet, grateful when she turned away so he could wrap the towel around his waist.

They walked through the woman’s locker room, (Name) allowing him to lean against her as she led him down the hall. ‘Poor guy, he looks exhausted.’

She was about to pass by her room when she paused. “Kurapika?”

He hummed in response, nearly nodding off against her shoulder.

“… why don’t you stay with me tonight? I’m worried about you, you still look like you’re burning up.”

He blinked sleepily at her, not able to think clearly. “Okay… sounds…”

He nearly fell asleep, the girl having to catch him before he fell. “Hey! Ugh…”

(Name) dragged him into her room, sitting him on her bed before pulling out her pajamas and changing in her bathroom. She threw him one of her hoodies and a pair of sweatpants. “Put this on, I’ll be right back, okay?”

She left to get a wet rag, coming back. “Oh, Pika…”

He was cuddled up in her bed, panting as sweat beaded down his forehead. She walked over to sit next to him, placing the rag on his forward before climbing in next to him.

“Goodnight, Pika.”

(Name) gave him a kiss on the cheek before cuddling into his chest, feeling his arms wrap around her before she fell asleep.

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﹙SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER X FEM READER﹚

An: lets all take a break from Xiao and Scaramouche's bs AND FOCUS ON SPOILING THIS SPOILED KITTEN. also i didn't add the pics since i dont think its necessary anymr and yes this is still Adopting Meowmouche fic

Tw: none

"[Name] i sent some money on your bank account, since you deserved it very much my dear; u can spend it on whatever you like" Your heard your mother speak through the phone and you have mixed feelings about what she said; concerned and happiness.

"but Mother i already have my own money.. you should save up for yourself too yknow.." your mother chuckled and said "we both know that your mother dont know what is the word saving up!" You laughed with her on the phone, you agree with her because when you met Kuni you immediately showered him gifts and even affection!

"mother i think i know where i got this genes coming from" you giggled while looking down at your sleeping kitten at your lap "Mhm definitely not coming from me" you let out few laughs before saying your goodbye to your mother and wishing her to take care as always and hung up

"Now where should we start first.."

1. First things first you head to the store to buy 2 sack of cat food; wondering how will you carry it to your cart with Kuni inside your bag while watching you struggle to lift up a heavy sack 'this is harder than i thought..' you gathered up your strength and successfully carried the sack and put it on your cart, tho you wanna bring another one but you decided to buy one for now.

2. "Do you want that?" You asked Kuni while he keeps staring at the cat bed and it looks REALLY fluffy. He look at you with THOSE big doe eyes which you can't resist; he knew your weakness. He can basically just stare at you and viola! He gets whatever he wanted. You chuckled before petting him "alright well lets see the price-..." You went silent as you check the tag price, sweating drop you look at Kuni while he keep looking at you with those eyes (new west fr/j) "We promised that our budget will be only 1k but... Scrap it! Im buying this." You added the soft and fluffy cat bed in the cart and move on forward.

3. "You already have a cat tree at your rook but It looks boring... Should we buy this?" You point at the very looking expensive cat tree that have some cat toys inside it, Kuni meowed and look around before meowing again. You didn't understand him but you'll just take it as a yes "does this thing even fit in the car..?" You asked yourself and ended up adding it to your mountain cart full of everything that Kuni needs.

4. Just as you we're about to go to the counter you decided to buy Kuni some cat clothes. Now you're filling up your phone with billions of picture of him wearing a different cat clothes while squealing like a high school girl ignoring the weird looks that people gave you "OMG YOU ARE SO CUTE ON THIS!" lets be honest you devoured the whole cat clothing section..

Once you two got home you immediately placed everything on its place, and cook dinner for yourself and make a special food for Kuni. While cooking you heard your phone rang you stopped from cooking and picked up the phone

"hello who's this?"

"[Name] its me Ayaka.. do you have any spare cat toys because Thoma decided to keep a cat too so i was wondering if i could borrow those?"

"ofc! I could send the toys for you tomorrow, also i think you and Thoma should visit the house along with the new Cat he keep in" Ayaka hummed and you could feel her nod "Sure! But its only Thoma coming though because me and my brother have other plans tomorrow" You smiled while using your shoulder to hold the phone while cooking "Alright! Sounds great, stay safe Ayaka and tell Ayato and Thoma i said hi to them!"

"thank you [Name] and yes i will! Stay safe too!" She hang up and you almost drop your phone when you loosen up your shoulder but thank god you have Spiderman reflexes and you immediately catch it

"Kuni its time for dinner!" You called out, seeing no cat appearing or meowing "Kuni?" You start to look everywhere in the living room only to find him sitting on top of the the robot cleaner while the robot cleans the floor.

You chuckled before grabbing your phone and took a picture of him "C'mon lets go eat and after dinner you can sit on top of the cleaner again!" You smiled at him and the whole night you two spent watching movies while eating the delicious dinner you made.

An: definitely did not cancelled the househusband fic i was abt to publish just to write this.. hahahaha...aha feel free to comment below/send ask if you wanted to be added on this fic taglist!

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[justafeweggnoodles]

Chaotic Art Journal

(there is nothing else to this, just enjoy some chaotic art made with charcoal, collage and some other things thrown in (im going to kinda explain the spreads / artworks))

Front cover: Watcher eye thing, its going to keep appearing through out so that's something. Text: They are always watching

Inside of cover / Page 1: just the start of the book Text: A collage of thoughts. To begin press X. Entertain Them.

Page 3/4: A list of things I like drawing and some prompts I came up with and didn't do. Text (black scribbles): Mushroom. The Stories we tell, Guide the worlds formation. The ones who watch. Prompts.

Page 5/6: So this was just a cute pastel sketch then the rest of the book was black scribbles so I added some, the writing has to do with the Everything's Interconnected AU but I haven't covered it before. Text: Fairy Floss Duo. The forge burns. The power of knowledge takes.

Page 7/8: soooo um Mr Sunshine from Pikuniku and eyes with pupils made from coins. This was once again originally did not have the black writing. Text: Free Money. He kills YOU. Our perception lies. What do you SEE.

Page 9/10: Cabaret by Penelope Scott lyric reference and my friend's character, Emily. Text: Am I a fucking cabaret to you? Emily.

Page 11/12: OOOO look life series imagery and random photos from the newspaper. Text (the pencil this time cause there is no black text): The canary will always go first. If you stop trying it will burn. You can't escape. They make the rules. There is always the next game. Play again?? Yes. They always watch.

Page 13/14: More lyrics, this time a full 2 page spread of them. They are from Blueprint by Slowly Slowly. Text: Call the cops, somebody stop me. RIP my sick head of off this body. WE are the gods now, we say what goes. Off with the fairies, horns up, eyes closed. 666, just make a wish. Please promise you'll always have time for this. Back to basics, back on our bullshit. I'll get the hang of it. You be my blueprint.

Page 15/16: this is about a character I made to go in the Everything's Interconnected AU. She is from a time right before Kingdomcraft and grew up with the rulers, but she wasn't alive when they ascended to their thrones. What happened to her??? Text: She died before them ALL. The candles guide the souls to HER.

Page 18 (page 17 was blank so I left it out): It is a bit hard to see but here is the girl talked about in page 16 and 17. Text: The Rapids Keeper.

Page 19 / 20: Talking about the watchers with a little bit of front cover thumb nailing visible. Idk what the general consensus is with the life games but I think that the players where taken and have no memory of their home and between games they are in a prison thing. Text: THEY took us from our homes. They are always watching, always.

so that's it. hope u found that interesting. There are more pages left some maybe one day I'll update u guys with what gets made (if it gets made). Now im going to go and try to tag this, which is going to be... interesting.

[i-am-an-arson-enthusiast]

Here at i-am-an-arson-enthusiast, we i am dedicated to bringing you top quality content such as but not limited to: gay things, cats, and even live arson that you don't even have to tune into!!

hi this is my intro post :D

basic questions that i love answering

“hey what should i call you” good question. i dont really care, most of my mutuals call me arson. thats cool. bc i love arson. (clearly) but you can call me really whatever. planet names are dope as shit, but only @marcysbear gets to call me neptune. also enthu is off limits, only @terrifying-acceptance gets to call me that.

for the record: if you call me either of those names and are not either of them, that is crossing a genuine boundary of mine. you ARE NOT allowed to call me those names if you are not the designated person for that.

“ur gay” woah really i didnt know that ur like the first person ever to notice that!! (no ur not, ive known that for years)

“what type of gay” yes. the easiest way to explain it is bisexual. that being said: i use bisexual surprizingly little. i call myself lesbian and gay all the time (as in wlw and mlm). i’m arospec, i think im grayromantic? idk. but fun fact: it’s been over TWO months now of this identity crisis; my personal record :) also im polyamorous and will joke abt kissing u if ur cool with it :3

“gender????” im genderfluid. which explains the pronoun changes. im also trans, nb, genderqueer, and any of the genders and terms i need to articulate what the silly lil dudes in my head make me feel.

AUDHD :D explains why i am obsessed with space (going back to names planet names are cool and epic btw)

“do u horny post on main???” i reblog horny posts to my main but i dont normally do the original horny posting. tell me if i need to tw that btw :3

my cool and epic tags

i try to consistanly use them but sometimes i dont. sorry.

woah i’m using queue - i’m actually queuing a post for once instead of spam reblogging (which i mostly do sorry not sorry)

woah a real text post - me positing an actual text post for once but it’s becoming more common

cool ass art - art that i reblog (it’s all cool)

arson does half way decent art sometimes - my art. art i made. yea

the beloved - my beautiful beautiful queer platonic partner @terrifying-acceptance who i tag in a lot of shit :]

i will keep adding more as i remember them and make them so yea :D also i try to tag for things but i often dont add tw or cw because. idk. just havent ever done that. if you need me too you can tell me in any form and ill try my gaddamn hardest to add them. feel free to *kindly* remind me if i forgot. (as in no verbal abuse ya know. if ur scared ur probably fine)

the last section that is mostly important for followers :]

if u wanna follow me it’d be cool if you have a banner and pfp but as long as ur like not a bot ur good.

feel free to ask questions :) this is the point at which i tell you that i love getting asks and dms. my dms are always open unless i am dead. (current status: alive at very least.) also i am in school so you are practically guaranteed to get a response not immediately. give me 12-24 hours to respond before being offended. after that it’s fair game.

I genuinely do not care and give no fucks about what you believe and how you live your life as long as you dont hurt yourself or others, you are not offended by me being very not religious/spiritual and you do not shove it down anyones throat.

I mostly do reblogs and tag them as such half the time

lastly if you interact with this post it lets me know that you read it but i’m gonna look at your profile anyway if u follow me so you don’t have to.

thank you for reading all of that i know it’s long. your cool so here’s a cookie 🍪 also here have this

credit to @v-4-l-0-n and @theprideful :)

(order of the banners are “exclusionists fuck off”, then this user loves being a lesbian, gay, bisexual, trans, genderfluid, then non binary)

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader Instagram AU

A/N: This one doesn’t go with any of my other AUS 💘 This will follow into some fics and more Insta AUS 🫶🏻

Liked by yourbestiename, druski2funnny, urbanwyatt, badbunnypr, maluma, and 7,567,346 others

yourusername Cuando se lo metas a otra gritarás mi nombre 💘

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yourbestiename SAAAY THAT!!!!

yourcousinname TALK YOUR SHIT PRIMA!!!

yourusername 😈

claybornharlow Can I go pick up my nephew?

yourusername I-🧍🏻‍♀️

user NEPHEW? NEPHEW? Does that mean Jack and y/n have a baby together? I thought they were broken up?

yourusername We are broken up, I don’t claim that man 💅🏼 & I have a son, yes. The father??? Who knows.

jackharlow Quit playing

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theshaderoom Rapper Jack Harlow all smiles when talking about his son. Yes, you heard correctly he is a father now. Harlow and on and off girlfriend, Y/N had a baby together but he confirms that they are no longer in a relationship. Let us know your thoughts down below.

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user I’ll be step daddy

jackharlow My kid is good, thanks though

user Can I be step mommy?

jackharlow 👀 🤔

yourbestiename Interesting 🤨

user What

yourbestiename All the shit he said in this interview was all lies. Fucker wasn’t even with her 80% of her pregnancy or birth of their son. Soooo how is he father of the year???? 💀

neelamthadhani Keep this shit out of social media.

yourbestiename Girl I’m not even going to start with your ass 🙄

yourusername Tell him to stop fronting on social media then.

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yourusername added to their story

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yourusername Being his mom is the greatest gift in life, nothing else matters but him.

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yourcousinname You needed him in your life. Because of him you know what love is and I’m so happy and proud of you.

yourusername No me hagas llorar 😭

yourbestiename Best mama ❤️

yourusername 🫶🏻🥺

claybornharlow I miss him

yourusername This weekend is your moms turn. So enjoy your time with him and thank you for always checking up on us 🫶🏻

urbanwyatt Ahhh can’t wait to meet little one

user huh? Meet him barely? 👀

neelamthadhani Y/N hasn’t really let anyone meet the kid only Jack’s parents and Clay.

user ohhhh shadyyyyy

yourusername DAMN RIGHT & WHAT ABOUT IT????

jackharlow I thought we were keeping this and him out of social media?

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jackharlow Weekend with my little man 🤎

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nemoachida Happy she finally let you see him

yourcousinname Let him? 💀😂😂😂 every single one of you LOVES to front and act like a victim on social media.

urbanwyatt love him already 🥺

neelamthadhani Look at him he definitely loved the cake I got him 🤎

cozane Oh she’s going to hate that

neelamthadhani I don’t give a fuck.

jackharlow Yall need to chill

claybornharlow My best friend 🥺

hisnewgirlname Omg so handsome I just want to kiss on his cheeks. Thank you for letting me meet him baby, I love you.

yourbestiename Ohhh???? 📝

yourcousinname This is fucked up in so many ways especially the fact that he didn’t ask Y/N if this was ok.

user oh shit

ynupdates SAY YOU JOKING!!!!!

hisnewgirlname He doesn’t have to ask her anything. Im in his life I was bound to meet his son. Get over it.

yourusername 😂😂😂😂

yourusername You both got me fucked up. But enjoy your weekend with MY son. It’ll be the last 😘

hisnewgirlname Wow so jealous enough to take his son away from him.

yourusername BITCH I WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU 💀💀💀

jackharlow 🤦🏼‍♂️

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[hanniluvi]

LOVE NEWS ! — CHAPTER 7

article 7 - eye contact

WARNINGS : mentions of vomiting

WORD COUNT : 0.4K !!NOT PROOFREAD!!

your friends didn’t get it—why do you fall helplessly in love with others? well that’s something you don't have the answer to either. you couldn’t help it, any person you found attractive, they became your crush. it may be hard to keep track but hey, you’re managing.

keep reading. . (was added to prevent cut glitch)

despite you admiring so many people, you were particularly fond of jungwon. he was a cute, sweet guy. everyone looked up to him, he was hardworking. the way his dimples popped up whenever he smiled was one of the reasons that contributed to your likings towards him.

you were drawn to him—your other crushes couldn’t compare to him. if you’re being serious right now, you probably wished jungwon was the person who liked you. i mean, why would an admin confess on a gossip account? that’s pretty stupid. after seeing that tweet made by love news, you started becoming more wary of your surroundings.

with your leads so far, it led you to nothing. nobody seemed to do anything out of the ordinary—unless you didn’t try hard enough. at this point, this whole “crush” thing on you seemed fake. you sighed as you walked with hanni.

“what’s wrong yn?” hanni asked.

“it’s nothing, don’t worry!” you say as you scanned around the cafeteria for an empty table. “hanni can you get me lunch? i’ll save this table for us and the others.” she gives you a nod and heads off.

you plopped down, grabbing your phone our of your pocket immediately. the whole crush situation was making you go crazy—maybe you should stop thinking about it. you scrolled continuously, until you decided to look up. you see a boy from the distance, staring at you maybe? you continued to squint, then your eyes widened.

that boy was jungwon? you weren’t sure why he was looking at you—maybe he just zoned out or something. either way, your cheeks heated up. you waved slightly, grabbing the attention of the guy. he looked behind him and then back to you. he points his finger to himself and mouths “me?”

you just gave him a nod and he waves back. you hated how you embarrassed yourself. maybe he wasn’t looking at you after all. luckily, hanni comes back with the food. you let out a sigh when you saw her walking towards you.

she stares at you in confusion. you look at her back, questioning her stare.

“why are you red?”

“don’t worry.”

“is it jungwon?”

“no!”

“you aren’t a good liar…tell me what happened while i was gone.”

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A/N : yes 🤞😍 also happy new years for the people already in 2023 🫶 im still not in 2023 yet🤗

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[tainted-liquor]

Im not doing ts again bru final statement. Yes, this is abt the miles smut drama 'ft. bree'.

its weird how someone can make snide comments and remarks abt a situation that's been long over, but when someone does the same thing suddenly you're obsessed n "don't wanna let it go". I have yet to step up and make a bigger statement even rn as I type this message, but I keep getting grouped in w something I haven't even posted abt. and because for some reason you can't read, this isn't me "throwing ash under the bus", this is me saying I have YET to make a "big statement", but you're still talking abt me like I have. Let's count how many times you've dissed us over one month, DESPITE the drama being long over!! Keep up now!

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2, which was also weird, because when you made this post, 3 hours earlier Honey said that she was from Florida! So did you google smth about Floridian officials just to prove how "oppressed" you were? jsyk babe this still isn't oppression, this is a threat. that has nothing to do w your country's population bg, he used the closest island near him to make an empty-handed example. Yk what's oppression? What's happening in the Middle East and the Congo rn! Your country isn't being bent over and fucked for its resources while being rendered mute by a source of power that OPPRESSES your freedom of speech. you being able to even make this long, detailed ass post proved that in itself.

Even when I had people dming me and tagging me on shit in my server that eluded to the situation, I stayed quiet to see how many times you'd attempt to poke and prod at it knowing it was over and done with...you still kept going. almost a month later.

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4.

I have been chilling w my dick in my boxers for the longest, but suddenly when Ash makes a post about you potentially being a smut writer, (which I also EVEN TRIED TO GIVE YOU THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT, YES, DESPITE TS, I WAS WILLING TO SAY 'nah maybe its someone pretending to be her' before jumping to conclusions) you wanna say we're playing follow the leader. We gave you silence for a month or so, post after post came abt the situation. Weird bru.

And second, nobody made you post your ID or whatever. It didn't prove anything, and...nobody asked you for it😭 what I am confused on tho is how you managed to see everything in record time if you...have us all blocked? Smth isn't adding, the math isn't mathing, and the time isn't timing.

anyway, this isn't an 'accusatory' or 'hateful' post, I'm calling out hypocrisy that really bunches up my boxers. Thank you!

[dirtysvthoughts]

Heyy!!!

Congrats!! I hope you hit your 100th follower soon !! 😽✨ can i request drabble 32 and 109 in a luxury cruise party with jeonghan 😵 once I imagined it , it got me screaming , thanks 💗

dirtysvthoughts hits 100 followers!

a/n: lord, i really should’ve posted this yesterday (cause it was his birthday 🫠), but hey - it’s still his birthweek, so better late than never! i hope you guys enjoy! im gonna try and do my best to get thru the rest of the jeonghan requests by sunday, so we can continue celebrating! 🥳

tags/warnings: female! reader, luxury cruise thingz, established relationship, public sex (not really, but yes really), slight spanking, a bit of dirty talk, lowkey filth, and just han being the cocky mf he can be

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32. “i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.”

109. “mine.”

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[08:29 p.m.]

he pushes you against the wall, your back shivering at the contrast of the cold surface, despite how hot you were right now. he slots your leg in between his crotch, further adding to the wetness in your panties. you moan out at the feeling as he hikes your dress up past your waistline, your dress straps beginning to fall.

“j-jeonghan..” you bury your face into his neck, kissing him with such fever and vigor he thought he would pass out. he pulls you in even tighter, trying his best to hide how easily turned on he was getting.

how did you two even end up in this situation? the both of you were invited to a party for one of your friends, and they decided to go all out and rent out a cruise ship. it was a black-tie party and everyone was dressed to the nines in the most expensive brands. you and jeonghan were definitely the couple of the evening - his slick-back hair and all black suit & tie and your daring choice of a backless, high-slit gown had everyone’s eyes turning.

to jeonghan, there was something so sexy about you tonight that pushed him to take you somewhere private. was it you in your dress? was it how beautiful you looked under the night sky? was it how he knew other men would want to talk to you (or take you home), but they couldn’t knowing you were already taken? whatever it was, he just wanted to show you how much he adored you.

he enticingly whispered in your ear about how much he wanted you, and who were you to say no when you also wanted to do some things to him? you followed him as he took your hand and led you to an empty area on one of the higher floors of the ship.

“what is it baby?” he asks smirking at how riled up you are. he grabs your ass and lightly smacks it, rubbing you afterwards.

“want you to do m-more..” you manage to get out as he continues to feel you up. you could never get enough of his touch.

“oh, my baby wants more does she?” he chuckles as he slides you straps all the way down, your breasts coming into his view. you gasp at the cold air hitting you and at his tongue licking your nipples. you gently push his head in further to give him more access.

“f-fuck, hannie…” you moan out and he comes back up and kisses you on your lips, your eyes and lips begging for more once he pulls away.

“i think your ready for me baby.. that pretty pussy of your has to be soaking wet by now. i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.” now, he pulls your dress completely off leaving you in only your panties and heels.

“is that a promise?” you ask, your hands unbuttoning his suit pants, taking his dick out. he twitched at how bold you were becoming. he turns you around so your ass was facing him, bending you over while holding your waist.

“keep acting up and someone will see your imprint on that glass,” he says using his spit for lube before he enters inside of you.

“mine,” is the last thing you hear once he enters inside of you, as everything turns white while he fucks you good and hard. with your loud moans and sound of skin slapping, it’s a wonder that you two haven’t been caught yet.

you can quickly feel your orgasm approaching the harder and faster he goes.

“han, han - h-haaa,” his name falls off your tongue into a silent scream as you cum all over his dick, your juices staining parts of his suit pants, and if you still had your dress on - it’d probably be ruined.

jeonghan turns you around and presses his lips into yours, his hands roaming your naked body and slyly going up to your wet folds, two of his fingers entering inside. he moans at how wet you still are after being completely fucked out.

“h-huh?” you ask completely out of it, nowhere near coming down from your amazing high.

“did i ever say we were done?” he chuckles as he wipes your lips. “who knows, i might actually fuck you up against that glass over there. we’re not done until someone kicks us off this cruise.”

[vakarians-babe]

i was tagged for WIP wednesday by the ever talented @ghostwise and boy howdy do i ever have a bunch of wips (i wrote out a list and taped it over my desk so i can cross them out as i finish them............just so you know). but today i shall share TWO (2!!)

yes im still working through those pose askbox prompts and i am spending too much time on each of them. i am also still working on lions, more than halfway through the edits, and still occasionally adding to upcoming chapters....like this one:

            “We have to keep going,” Oghren nearly growls. “She’s got a two year head start on us, there’s no time to waste.” The dwarf takes a few more determined steps forward before anyone stops him, most of their group simply too full of disbelief for the fact that he actually intends to keep going.             “Surely you must be joking,” Morrigan begins. “It has been nearly two full days since last we camped.”             “Does this face sodding look like I’m joking?” Wheeling around to face them all, Oghren lets out a yell. All of the frustration and the anger Tali has seen in him is bottled up in the sheer volume of it, in the way it echoes across the large open square, the would-be city center of the abandoned thaig. Now, its emptiness simply reflects the man’s voice back at them all, reverberating with his desperation. “Two years. Two years I’ve sodding waited, trying to get anyone to listen to me. Trying to get anyone to let me go even on my own. And now we have less than no time to find her, thanks to the stone-addled brains of the Assembly. Well I’ll tell you this: I’m not fucking waiting, not anymore.”             “Oghren.” The stern tone of Savreen’s voice does not calm Oghren, but it does silence him. “If we drive ourselves to exhaustion now, we will never be able to reach Branka in time.”             “In time? In time for what? To use her? To present her as a bargaining chip to the Assembly? You don’t care about Branka—aye, you only care about what she can do for you. We keep moving.”

i am tagging (but no pressure!) @isayashai @creaking-skull @tamarsart @a-lonely-dunedain @tatert07s

[honey-boyyoongi]

Pairing ➪ Reader x Yoongi| Part 47//??

Word count ➪ 847

Warnings ➪ it’s not beta-ed; any mistakes are mine; mentions of possible past child neglect; mentions of possible child abuse; mentions of anxiety; mentions of possible mental health issues; mentions of possible manipulation; if it doesn’t make sense im sorry:); if your named is crossed out its because I couldn’t tag you;

Summary ➪ Min Yoongi, is a simple man. He likes his coffee black and iced, he enjoys his job, and he loves his baby girl. But what happens when the new neighbor, quite literally, drops into his life?

A/n: heyyyyy besties~~~ :)))))))))) yall have been waiting for this!! As always feedback is appreciated and if you want to be added to the tag list please let me know 💕

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Minji was riddled with anxiety. She decided to leave a day early, wanting some time to herself to think. In the past weeks she’s learned every little thing about the child. Mrs. Min sent pictures of the child from a year old forward. She wanted to ask for pictures of her as an infant, but felt like she was overstepping.

A lot in the city was different; the little restaurant her and Yoongi frequented was now being run by the owners daughter, her favorite bookstore was now a cosmetics shop, the shady apartment building she used to live in with Mina was now repainted and renovated. Just as things changed some stayed the same; the uncle that sold ice cream at the park is still going strong; her favorite market still sells the brown sugar pancakes she loves, and her parents house still looks exactly the same way it did when she left it 8 years ago. The door is still that ugly shade of brown she’s detested since childhood, and the peach tree her brother had begged for as children is still left neglected. It’s all horribly nostalgic.

The fights, the anxiety, the grief; it was all coming back. She would never dare say it out loud, but she heavily resented her parents, almost bordering on hate. The lack of attention stopped bothering her in her teenage years, she had Jisung, and Minji was content with that. She had adapted to keeping herself hidden, always going with the status quo her parents had enforced. The less attention she received, the less she had to interact with her parents. Jisung always took the brunt of it all; he had expectations that burdened him from birth. Minji still remembers the last time she saw her brother, he was less tense, almost at peace. She likes to remember him that way; happy, sitting under his peach tree.

Minji tries to distract herself, she goes into town to get necessities. Mrs. Min had invited her to stay at her home, ‘You’re going to need all the help you can get once you get Haneul’, she had said. Minji, while appreciative, refused. She had booked a hotel, needing a neutral space to keep herself grounded. Bora had kept insisting, but she never budged.

Minji was walking the isles when she sees, what she at first assumes, a mother and daughter playfully bickering. Minji wondered, what if? What if she had stayed? Would her and the child be that loving? Would she love that child like this mother loved her daughter? Drowned in her thoughts she can faintly hear them.

“Are you sure you want that soup for dinner,” the mother asked.

“Yes,” the toddler exclaimed.

“I thought you didn’t like that one honey.”

“Bu-bu- you and-and papa like it. I have chicken, so is okay,” the child mumbled. Minji faintly smiled under her mask, amused at the toddler’s logic. It was a sweet moment she hoped to have one day.

She passes by them, listening to the toddler who’s eagerly trying to show her mother which vegetables are the absolute best for their meal. Minji is still fighting with herself when she sees him. Yoongi still looks as handsome as ever; his hair had grown out even longer, he had subtle smile lines decorating the sides of his mouth, very subtle silver hair at the very front of his part. His eyes seemed exhausted, his fingers showed mild signs of his awful picking habit, but underneath all of that she still saw the same 24 year old Yoongi that had showed up to her and Mina’s place. He wasn’t wearing the ripped jeans she associated with him, now he was dressed in a full suit and tie, everything looking expensive down to the cuff links, his attention stolen by the toddler exclaiming out, “Papa! Look!” Yoongi turns towards the child, completely smitten.

The child motions him forward, showing off the vegetables she had chosen, “Look, Bee said I pick. Papa do you like?”

Yoongi nods approvingly, “You did such a good job Hani.”

Minji quickly left. She walked, and walked, and walked. Until she couldn’t anymore. She doesn’t remember getting back to her hotel, or getting into bed. She tries to avoid remembering her dreams. They ring mockingly in her ears, ‘The child is happy, without you. The love of your life is happy, without you. This person is better than you. Your child loves her. The love of your life loves her. She stole your child. She stole the love of your life.’

On her way to the elder Mins’ home, she wondered if she could get what she lost back. Maybe she and Yoongi could try again, for the sake of their child of course. Maybe she could move back to this city, stay with the Mins until they found a home to raise their daughter. The ideas progressively started to sound like Mrs. -, no, like mom guiding her along. Mother Min would help her get her happiness back, and she was ready to claim what was rightfully hers.

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[lollytea]

Hunter foolishly being worried how willow n dariuses relationship will play out ( sińce they destroyed his ship n he scared her n teammates)

but gosh HE WAS SO WRONG they become besties n obviously both treasure him dearly but sometimes he cannot wrap his head around over their banter/inside jokes. He s glad tho

Also i d love to have Hunter go for advice what prezent to give to willow (he somewhat knows just needs to put his ideas in order) and it ends up with darius picking out the sweater/jacket/dress n Hunter sewing patches/adding on personal details

Hdhdhd adore them being pentagram buddies imagine it starting as missclick on willows part n sending him a dumb meme but they keep chatting from time to time

//you will be the end of me lolly im supposed to be responsible not looking thru your huntlow tag/lh also happy lolly tagged her posts everyone 🎉/lhj

THEYRE SO FUNNY

Like Darius and Willow's relationship is definitely tumultuous and antagonistic and this initially had Hunter very nervous. He had to attempt to be the mediator when the two are about to go at it like feral cats. He's in the middle like "Okay, okay, okay, okay. How about we all just relax?" Only to eventually realize that he does NOT have the social skills to curb whatever the fuck is happening here. If his girlfriend wants to scalp his weekend father, she is far too stubborn to be talked out of it and vice versa. So he has accepted that this is just how its gonna be.

But its so strange because while they bicker constantly, they also seem to have this overly familiar relationship that Hunter doesn't quite understand. He honestly feels pretty locked out of the loop whenever hes with the two but he isn't so much upset by that as he is INSANELY CONFUSED. Like??? What the fuck is going on??? Usually when the three of them are together, Hunter is occupying all his brain power to figure out what the FUCK these two are talking about.

Willow: Boscha keeps vagueing about me on her fensta and it's honestly kinda funny.

Darius: Uck. Well don't just tell me about it. Show me the screenshots. I need to see how petty she's acting.

Hunter: Whats "vagueing"? What's "fensta"? What's a "screenshot"? Why can't you people just use real words?!

Willow: Oh honey, I'm sorry. Well "vagueing" means--

Darius: Google it, gramps.

Willow: Be nice to him.

Hunter: Yeah, be nice to me.

Darius: I am! I just helpfully suggested a place to find answers!

And its shit like. Hunter will show up at Willow's doorstep for a date and just as he's about to knock on the door, Darius will swing it open and stride past him.

Hunter: Darius?!

Darius: Hunter.

Hunter: Wh-you-I-....why were you just in Willow's house?

Darius: Because she's hopeless, that's why. The little purple haired girl is busy today and she needed someone to set her on the right path. Wanted to impress you. Isn't that so very cute? Hair, make-up, outfit, etectera. Of course she didn't care about my plans for the day. Just demanded I get my butt over here and be her little fairy godmother. Real bossy, that girl.

Hunter: Wh--

Darius: Anyway, I did a fantastic job obviously. You're welcome. *Winks and struts away before Hunter can get another word in*

And yes. Yes absolutely. Willow's sixteenth birthday rolls around and Hunter panics big time. Because not only is this her first birthday that he gets to celebrate with her, it's her first birthday he spends as her boyfriend. He knows he wants to patch up a whole dress but it's simply the matter of picking out a dress. And god, if there's one thing Hunter doesn't know shit about, it's fashion.

I feel like, while Hunter is still new to this whole tailoring hobby, Darius is a pro and can probably make some excellent quality clothing. So he makes Willow a dress himself. Hunter helps to the best of his ability.

Hunter: Sorry I think we're just gonna have to buy one. I don't....know her exact measurements.

Darius: That's fine. I do.

Hunter: What?

Darius: I've resized plenty of clothes for her before. That reminds me, I need to teach you to do that. She's only gonna get buffer after all.

Darius makes Hunter promise to not tell Willow who made the dress. ("We can't have her incorrectly assuming I like her.") But Hunter is a SHIT liar so he's just very awkwardly explaining how he just happened to stumble upon it at the market and thought "huh. That would look nice on Willow. Haha....ha."

And of course Willow knows the patches are Hunter's handiwork. But when it comes to the dress itself....

"Wow. It fits me perfectly. It flatters me perfectly. It's my exact style. The colour matches my skin tone. It's...like it was made for me. What a coincidence, huh?"

And Hunter, sweating absolute bullets is like "HAHAH. Yeah. Coincidences are crazy, right?"

Willow decides to let Darius get away with this one. For now. She'll put it in the pocket of her beautifully crafted dress (he put POCKETS in it, holy shit!!!) and use it as leverage once the opportunity arises.