#AAAAHHH I FINISHED ALL MY WORK FOR TODAY

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

Foul Legacy encouraging you through some difficult work. he curls up against you on the couch, where you've taken refuge to at least be comfortable as you scribble and cross out and scratch away, paper covered in lines of black ink. he can see the frustration etched in your features, the tiny cuts on your fingers from accidentally sliding against the parchment's edges one too many times. for the most part he simply leans his head against your leg, listening keenly to your pen roaming the paper as his wings flutter with every exhale.

but when he hears that characteristic sigh, that deep breath you let out whenever you're particularly frustrated, and Foul Legacy tilts his head to look up at you. he nudges your shoulder with a gentle coo before brushing your hand with his cheek in an encouragement to give him scritches. it's not just for him- Legacy is fully aware of how the motion soothes you, how his soft purrs loosen the tightness in your jaw, the same jaw he happily snuggles against, being careful not to jab you with his horns. it's time for a break, he can see it in your eyes. gingerly Legacy draws you closer to his chest, tucking your head into the crook of his neck. he croons tenderly, running his claws up and down your spine and gradually feeling your tense muscles relax.

the closest thing to a smile creeps across Foul Legacy's fanged maw, something you always loved and told him was beautiful. he holds you close, gently, soothing your mental and physical pains, for even the strongest warriors of the sword or pen must rest.

[sdwolfpup]

I just finished reading HFoG and oh. Oh. My. God. I need to rant (you can totally ignore this if you'd like).

First of all, the scenario you've created fits them so well. Brienne as a mechanic is an amazing idea. She's still doing something stereotipically male (and kicking ass) at best unnoticed and at worst cast aside as no one takes her seriously or they outright mock her. You've kept her under patriarchy's thumb, and also as a powerful, simmering force waiting for someone to turn up that heat!! What an excellent mirror to her situation in the books.

Second: the extremely high risks + high adrenaline + mightily physically demanding + high rewards of F1 is another excellent transposition of their survival/quest situation in the books. I feel like that, as a setting, is what makes it feel very genuine to them as characters. Your characterization is great too! They're slightly different to the books but still familiar (they would probably act like this in this more modern, more subtle flavour of a patriarchal society). I mean. just. Man. MAN.

Also, turning a bit more to Jaime: The way all the events unfold was incredible. We go steady, quite calm but with an undercurrent of stress and anxiety, building, some doubts, triumphs, more building, more triumphs and then BAM. The dreaded doldrums where we pick up the pieces of a horrible shipwreck. Jaime never getting to that P-1 absolutely broke me. I literally held my breath reading those paragraphs, where time stops for the whole circuit after the crash, and the heavy moment of silence before Brienne hears him over the radio... MAN. I thought you were going to give him at least one P-1 before he lost his hand, making it bitersweet already at that point, and when you didn't I was SCHOCKED. You held back on that element and it worked WONDERFULLY towards the end. JB'S P-1 felt so earned, so fought for. Talk about good storytelling. AAAAHHH!!!!!

I ate it up between yesterday night and all of today. I slept at most, like, four hours. I couldn't stop reading. Congratulations, honestly. I usually don't read fics this long (or leave reviews this crazy under anonimity lol) because authors tend to meander (not a bad thing necessarily but it does get tedious at this scale) but this was SO not the case. Every. single. paragraph. mattered. MAN!!!!! (man counter: IIII)

I know you're probably quite done with it (and what a fucking project you did, my god), but if you ever want to write about JB in that universe again I see myself forced to BEG YOU ON MY KNEES to do more of their radio banter in your missing scenes section. I absolutely love it, the subtle flirting, the encouragement, and the oopsies (Jaime forgetting to turn the radio off and accidentally exposing himself as a I LOVE MY CAR MY CAR IS MY GF guy is soooooo funny). Ugh. Swooning. It has started an itch I need to scratch so bad (I feel like im going crazy a bit ngl. Give yourself a big smacking pat in the back.) that I'm just going to start re-reading it for those parts and also to get that thrill that is there between them at the beginning which is also so good! And so yummy!!!!!

Ok im done now i think.

TLDR: xoxo mwah mwah mwah i loved HFoG i worship and kiss the ground you walk on, etc etc etc. im obsessed, great job!!

"ignore this"?! Are you kidding, anon -- I'm gonna print this out and wallpaper my bedroom with it. 😂💕

I have been re-reading this ask off and on all day, wanting to respond appropriately to make sure you know how much I so sincerely appreciate you taking the time to leave this for me, and I just don't know if it's possible. I'm just... man, I'm grateful. (Man count for this post going up!!!) Seriously though: thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm gonna be riding this high all week.

(Also, I fought with myself about allowing Jaime to win the World Driver Championship and then lose his hand, so I'm always glad to hear that that choice worked for others. It was the right thing to do, but wow did that hurt to put him through it, heh. And pacing of long fics is a thing I take very personally, so I am ALSO pleased to know that worked for you, too!)

Anyway. THANK YOU. I'm gonna go back to re-reading this comment, hee.

[not-so-avid-fanfic-writer]

Alien Blues

Pairing: Keigo Takami/Hawks X autistic reader

This one shot contains fluff, nesting, maybe some angst, and something that I always call 'autism dominance' (idk the real term for it, but it's basically and autistic individual who's traits are more noticeable than usual, probably due to stress)

DO NOT REPOST/PLAGARISE

Reblogs are greatly appreciated.

Based on this post

Quirk is from my Fan Fic series, Endless Forms Most Beautiful (but not the same universe) and you can read the info sheet here

Right now you just wanted to cry, but you almost visibly recoiled at the thought of your face feeling wet and sticky with salt.

The whole day, all you wanted was to be buried in your lover's arms, wings wrapped around each other, tucked into the corner of your apartment that was turned into a nest.

But instead you were stuck shoulder to shoulder with every type of stranger possible on the subway home from your dream-turned-nightmare 9-5 job.

You swear you've almost been fired a couple of times today. From your 'informal' work attitude because of you're stimming, to not wanting to give you're sweaty palmed and just generally unclean superior physical contact.

You can almost feel how moist your bones are inside your body, and count every air molecule that that you felt pounding against your skin as your finally freed from the metal cage of nightmarish speed. Speaking of nightmarish speeds, that's the one you chose to run at to guarantee no more sensory problems on your way home.

You wish you could fly, you really do. But the contract your company had with you which meant you couldn't use your quirk, unless it was for what was classed as a genuine reason.

As you closed the door to the apartment, you peeled your feet out of the ridiculous dress shoes the company had you wear so you could morph you feet into a more comfortable and natural state.

Stretching your wings and arms above your head, you wander your home searching for pillows, blankets, and most importantly, your beloved, Keigo Takami.

You heard the door open and close mid forage, and you whip your head around, eyes locking on the intruder.

"Keigo!" You sobbed, not realising your love was going to be home so early. Soon you found yourself breaking down in his arms.

"Hey, hey. Baby calm down. Let's get you into the nest, and I'll get you some snacks." He offered, and all you could muster was a quiet 'mhm' , and as soon as your body hit the circular mattress in your living room, you went limp, and Keigo left to get something to eat from the kitchen, as well as the blankets you had dropped.

"Today was shit." You spat out. "They kept on touching me."

"I know, baby bird. How about we finish the nest, order some takeout, and watch that ghost show you like?"

You look up at him from your spot in the nest, baffled.

"You're willing to watch Lockwood & Co. with me? You never do this."

"Sometimes sacrifices need to be made to make people happy."

~*-*~Timeskip~*-*~

A few pizzas and a finished nest later, you and Keigo were cuddling, your back to his chest.

He suddenly spoke up,

"I don't think she did look in the mirror."

You turn to look at him with a raised eye, questioning him.

"The one with the curly hair? I personally think she had enough time to look while George got the net."

. . .

There was silence for a bit before Keigo spoke.

"Nah, I don't think so, c'm'ere."

And before you knew it, you were pinned, deft hands working at your sides, causing you to writhe and giggle, almost to the point of pain.

"NO KEI- STOP, PLEASE." You squealed.

"Only if you stop being such a smart ass."

"AAAAHHH, FINE FINE JUST STOOPP, PLEASE."

. . .

Keigo flopped down onto you, and you welcomed it, the pressure grounding you.

"Y'know," you said, "I lied about what I said earlier." You admitted.

"Oh, shaddup."

That was fun to write

This prompt was made by @mirukosbitchywife

I hope I can use more of them in the future

Anyways, bye for now :]

-Ez

[yuujispinkhair]

Hii Winter! Don't pressure yourself so much! I think we all prefer a good chapter that you like when finished and think it fits the story rather than trying to finish it for any dateband that feels rushed. We've been waiting for the continuation already, it doesn't make a difference if it takes you a few more days for you to change anything and finish it to your liking, in my opinion :)

Thank you so much <3<3<3 And yes, I would never publish anything that I am not 100% happy with. I just get frustrated sometimes because my time management is very bad aaaahhh. But I edited as much as I could today and then stopped when I realized I am stuck. I spent the evening just doing nothing and watched my current tv-show which was really nice!!

Maybe I'll find some inspiration for what to do tomorrow :) I remember that I felt very anxious too when finishing my other multi-chapter fics. It's so special to write the ending to a series that I have been working on for months. I want it to be a worthy ending that all the people who stayed with that story until the end will be happy with.

Thank you so much for reading Kabukicho Love <3<3<3 It makes me very happy that you enjoyed it so far!!

[letters-for-leedonghae]

Dear Hae,

Hi!!!!

I'm so nervous right now because I just finished a job interview, and it was for a job that I really want to get!!! Because they pay okay but what I like is they pay weekly, which is what I need right now becauseeeee!!! IU CONCERT!!! hahahaha. but yeah, hhh.

You know how I'm kinda confident speaking and writing in english, but when it comes to job interviews, I stutter a lot!! like a lot!! and the english just goes away and suddenly I don't know how to english anymore! I don't know what to say anymore. :(( I was asked to share any personal stuff and all I said was since I dropped out of school I just practice graphics designing using photoshop and illustrator, and also read books and watch movies and kdrama. I wasn't even able to say that I am very interested in cetaceans and that I love dolphins and orcas!!!!! I hate it hereee huhuhuhu I hate that this is happening huhuhuhu I know I can do it, I trust my communication skills (I try hard, very hard, and I hope they know that and understand that huhuhu), I trust myself when it comes to work (nevermind the other aspects of life), I know I can do a job well even if I'm new to it. I may be a little jittery and anxious but I can do it, Hae, I know I can! :((

I hope they will hire me :(( They train from the ground up so I know I can keep up with that :(( I just need a job good lord Jesus :(( please I'm so desperate now aaaahhh

I'm sorry if I was ranting here in my letter to you. I just wanted to vent without having anyone read it because I'm scared I might be jinxed or something :( I just need a job it's so hard to be poor pleaaaase.

Hhh. Anyway!! I hope I'll get the job, Haehae. I know you wouldn't see this but please pray for meeee hahahaha. Please :<

But if I don't, then... okay... back to job hunting :(

I'll be okay!! I'll be fine!!! It's okay!! It's going to be okay!!.... right? Hay, I'm really so anxious. I don't know what I should feel. I'm hoping for the best but I'm scared to be disappointed at myself again. :(

Hhh anyhooo!! Enough with the yapping, I still have a doctor's appointment!

Bye hae! Thanks for being my outlet today! I hope you'll have a good day ♥

Always, Ky

[nastyburger]

im gonna fight b*tch h*rtman one of these days for stealing my shit

[sukirichi]

sweet lies [03.final]

His lies were way too sweet – and you were too addicted to make him stop.

cw. toxic! megumi, SEXY TOXIC MEGUMI 🥵, toxic college settings, oral (f receiving), multiple orgasm, orgasm denial, explicit smut, car sex, biting, scratching, sukuna is a sex god, MEGUMI WITH A LIP RING, slight angst

note. FINALLY FINISHED THIS SERIES AAAAHHH I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THIS I HAD A LOT OF FUN WITH THIS SERIES TYSM FOR EVERYTHING! lotsa lub lub for each and everyone of you! anyways let me just say...sweet lies sukuna can politely rail me.

series masterlist | 01 | 02 | 03

It’s…a different story when you have to move back and forth between your newly made acquaintance slash fuck buddy, Sukuna, to your actual fuck buddy and crush, Megumi.

Sukuna’s polite enough to not meddle into your business as he’s promised, which you’re extremely thankful for, but you should’ve known the bubble of happiness would pop the moment you stepped out of your apartment. You’ve left your phone unattended and on silent, earbuds always placed inside to ignore Megumi’s calls.

It’s funny, actually, that he’s never replied much to you before other than occasional dick pic and ‘you awake baby?’ but ever since you’ve been…pre-occupied, suddenly you’re on top of his contacts.

You grumble at the vibration of your phone, Megumi’s name flashing on the screen. Back then, you would’ve soared and jumped to pick up the call, voice sultry and toes pointed at the ceiling as you try to keep in your giggles. Now, you’re dreading it, glaring at his annoyingly handsome contact icon that used to make your heart skip a beat. You’re studying in the library and have been doing a terrific job at avoiding him so far, and today won’t be any different.

With a sigh, you completely flip your phone upside down and turn back to your book. You’re on the second line of the paragraph when you feel large, warm hands caress the back of your neck, tilting you upwards to meet his curious – and certainly annoyed – blue eyes.

“Babe,” Megumi drawls out, minty breath fanning your cheeks.

He looks absolutely stunning today, plain and casual yet so handsome in just a black hoodie and sweatpants, his dark hair slicked back to reveal his forehead. For a guy who sure pounded into your skill he had no interest in you that went beyond sexual, he sure did know you well enough, the slight tugging of his lips a sign he could easily read through you. It makes you huff away from him, scooting – trying is the keyword – away from his touch. Megumi’s persistence leads him into you placing you right above his lap and cages you between his arms, chin on your shoulder and his breath floating over your ear.

You can’t help but squirm in embarrassment. Half of the students in the campus library have turned to look at you, and Megumi merely smiles at the attention, audacious enough to kiss the shell of your ear.

Fuck him, fuck him, fuck him! In reality, you really do want to fuck him.

“Why have you been ghosting me?”

“I wasn’t ghosting you, Megumi, it’s called being busy. You ever tried doing homework?”

“You’re so mean to me today,” he pouts, but that pout soon brightens into a smile when you scowl at him. Megumi, albeit never really paying attention to you, your facial expressions have registered as second nature to him now. It doesn’t take much before you soften under his hold, still as mushy as ever, and the nasty fucker basks in it proudly. “There’s a party tonight at Okkotsu’s house, said his parents were away in Greece or some rich family shit. Wanna come and get wasted with me?”

“I don’t know, Megs, I have an essay to finish…”

“Come on, it’s just one night. It won’t hurt,” he shrugs and sways you to side to side, causing your heart to sway side to side in giddiness. It’s this – moments like this – that really fools you into believing Megumi likes you. And that sweet lie only turns sweeter from his words that drip like honey, “Plus, I’ve missed you. Can’t think straight when we’ve been apart for too long, baby.”

You pretend to think about it.

That slight falter in a split second brings about a waver in Megumi’s confident you didn’t think would be possible. Not that you can blame him; you never did have to think about it whenever he invites you to fuck around with him. In fact, you say yes a lot faster than he can ask you something, but something’s been changing you lately – or rather someone.

In the end though, you’ll circle up right where you belong.

Relishing in the rarity of having Megumi coddle you with kisses and affection, his perfume still as boyish and vanilla that deluded you into his faux aura of a sweet boy, you melt one more time. Hopefully, it would transition into a one last time before Megumi’s completely wrapped you around his finger.

“Fine. I’m leaving if it’s too noisy though.”

“Awesome,” Megumi chirps, pulling you in for a long, solid kiss. It takes you back by surprise that you end up wide-eyed above him, stiff hands on his shoulders as you feel him smile through the kiss. Then, just as you’re about to kiss him back with the same passion, Megumi separates himself from you and squeezes your ass. “Promise we’ll have fun, babe. I’ll even bring extra condoms.”

You’re not surprised he left afterwards.

But are you hurt? Most definitely so.

Fuck Fushiguro Megumi.

You were going to leave him, block him, ignore him, avoid him, and carve him out of your heart for good. It’s what you deserve – to be freed from such a toxic guy like him. His pretty face shouldn’t be an excuse for you stick around any longer. That party…well, it would be your last one, you’re never going back!

Still, it’s not that easy to let go. Years of following him around with puppy eyes and spreading your legs open for him like it’s the most natural thing to do isn’t just going to disappear in a day.

It’s for closure, you lie to yourself. That’s all it is – you just need closure. So for one last time, you’ll fuck around with Megumi, then you’d leave him. For good this time.

And yet – your mind still races back to him. His throaty, boyish laughter and the stupid way his eyes crinkle into half moons, his large hands slapping his knees when you tell him a really silly joke. Okay, he didn’t really laugh that much because he’s already passed out in the times you crack jokes after sex, but the few times he did, though? It’s magical, beautiful, phenomenal.

He’s so awful yet so irresistibly charming it’s a huge tug of war between your rational mind and foolish heart.

You couldn’t focus anymore in the library. If you wanted to pass your exams, you need to be somewhere that won’t remind you of him, in a place where a stronger aroma would conceal his lingering scent. The best option was to hang around in a local café closer to your apartment than on campus, and you’ve completely ditched your usual get up to just opting for lookinglike a complete shut in – bags under eyes, heart torn over a stupid boy, the usual Iced Vanilla Latte with the condensation sticking to the wooden table and soft lofi music playing in the background – it’s just the perfect atmosphere for you to wallow in self-pity.

And wallow in self-pity you did, your cheeks squished against the pale furniture while you sighed for what seems like the hundredth time that day. At the back of your head, Megumi is still giving you one of those slow, long kisses reserved for only when he’s half-sleepy, your heart doing insane back flips as you reminisced whatever moments you once had.

You’re so lost in your own train of thought you fail to hear the scraping of a chair, followed by a heavy body plopping across you. “Well, this is kind of gloomy…”

At the sound of that awfully familiar, deep voice, you sit up straight in a frenzy. Sukuna smirks at your reaction as he loudly sips from his matcha latte – which you would’ve never thought he likes – and sits back at his chair, legs crossed against one another. Unlike Megumi, he doesn’t seem to pose any other malicious intent, so you bury your head in your arms, wishing for the ground to just open up and eat you already.

“I’m sleep deprived and haven’t eaten anything except Red Bull and coffee,” you try to explain, “I look horrible.”

“Don’t say that. You’re gorgeous all the time.”

From under your arms, you scowl at nowhere in particular, ignoring the heat rushing from the back of your neck. Sukuna didn’t seem to be flirting with you, and one peek at him swirling his straw inside his cup proves your theories.

However, the offhanded compliment falls so naturally from his lips it takes you a back, and not in a good way. Defensively, you cross your arms against your chest. You knock your toes against Sukuna’s knees under the knees to get his attention, the taller man peering at you under his lashes, tongue innocently swirling around his straw.

I fucking hate men! – is what you want to say, but something different comes out. “Why are you even here? Aren’t you asleep in the morning because of work?”

“It’s my day off,” he sets his cup down, placing his chin on both of his palms. Sukuna’s gaze travels from your face down to the abandoned papers before you, a scowl immediately making its way to his face.  “Got too bored to cook so I came here for a light snack. As for you…ew, are you doing essays? I hated that shit in college.”

“Yeah, I hate it too,” you numbly agree, “Can barely function right now.”

Sukuna’s eyes lit up the moment you nearly fall on the table again, his palm quick to caress your cheek. If he can feel the intense heat of your skin from the sudden gesture, he makes no comment about it. Instead, Sukuna hauls you from your seat, nodding to your bag and papers before he rushes you out the door.

When Sukuna said he could make you feel better, the last thing you thought of was going to the nearby park. Now, you find yourself sitting comfortably with him, aggressively licking on the vanilla ice cream he’d gotten you from an ice cream man that passed by. It’s a great way to kill the time – or just to enjoy the day despite the rough start – because the sunlight feels warm on your skin, the trees above you shading you from extra shade.

Next to you, Sukuna is surveying his ice cream with the least interest, his brows furrowed as he notes, “Your crush is toxic. I suggest you cut ties with him and get it all over with.”

In part of making you feel better, Sukuna’s subtly given you clues you could tell him whatever’s going on in your mind. It makes you wonder if maybe you’ve been that obvious that even Sukuna could read you, but you’re thankful that he understood, because you really did want to rant about it. Your friends are just a one call away, but they’re not any better. They’ll keep claiming ‘Megumi just needs time’ because they know it’s what you want to hear to make yourself feel better. Though, every once in a while, you needed to talk to someone who could actually slap the harsh reality at your face, and who else would be more suitable than a mature adult like Sukuna?

Looking at him now, the contrast between your roommate and your crush is immense. Where Megumi is all bark and no bite, all needy and never giving, Sukuna’s silent and compliant, an extremely good listener with the patience of a monk.

“It’s not that easy.”

“Yeah it is. Just block his number and avoid him. He’ll get the answer soon enough.”

“You don’t understand,” you groan in defeat. Sukuna faces you with worry written all over his face, seemingly tender in comparison to the tattoos marking his skin. Sometimes, it’s so easy to forget he’s actually a lot more decent than Fushiguro fucking Megumi, but you end up slipping anyway, turning to the sky just as tears prick at your eyes. “I…I love him, okay? I’ve always been in love with him even though I know I’m just someone who warms his bed. I know that much and yet…I can’t seem to let him go.”

Sukuna is silent for a full minute. You thought he’ll offer you some adult wisdom only people like him would now, but Sukuna simply snorts, happily licking at his ice cream as if you didn’t just break down in front of him. “Shit’s tough then.”

“You’re great at comforting, you know that?”

“Oh, I wasn’t comforting you,” he smiles and pats your knee, “Come on, let’s go home. I know just how to take your mind off things.”

With the way he’s caressing your thigh and his voice turned an octave lower, you chastise yourself for feeling aroused when you wanted to cry just seconds ago. But his fingers are inching closer and closer to your inner thigh, and he’s warm and strong – so fucking nice too that perhaps fucking him wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

But like always, Sukuna never fails to surprise you.

You expected he’d take you right to his room the moment you’ve crossed the door, but Sukuna dashes for the TV before carrying a huge blanket and heaps of pillow. You watch there, stunned. He makes quick work of fluffing the pillows before grabbing your wrist and pulling you above him the same way Megumi did a while ago.

The only difference? Your heart doesn’t skip a beat. You’re not intoxicated by his scent. You’re not trying to squirm away from him nor do you feel like a silly little schoolgirl who’s fallen in love at first sight.

Where Megumi is deceivingly charming, Sukuna is more like a strong pillar to lean on, which you do exactly. Your head rests on his shoulder, both of your legs tangled under the blankets he’s covered you with. He’s blinking as Tangled plays on the TV, the faint sensation of his fingers playing with yours comforting and way too comfortable. It should feel weird to hang out with a guy like this without him wanting to shove his dick deep inside you minutes later (your movie marathons with Megumi never really finish as previously planned) but with Sukuna?

It feels natural. It feels great. It feels like home.

You’re gaping at him long before you realize it, one of your hands absentmindedly playing with the strings of his hoodie. Sukuna hums along to I Have A Dream with a small smile on his face, one that forms into a playful glare as he catches you staring at him. “Don’t look at me like that. Disney is a classic.”

You fight back a smile. “Wasn’t complaining,” burying yourself deeper into his warm embrace, you’re lulled into an early slumber with Sukuna’s humming combined with the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

His plan worked efficiently – for a moment, you forget your heart was aching to begin with.

After screaming internally for a good hour and a half, you arrive at the party anyway. The stench of weed, alcohol, and sex hanging thickly in the air is more than familiar to you by now. You ignore the catcalls you receive as you make your way to Megumi and fuck, he just had to look even sexier tonight.

He’s ditched his e-boy getup with a plain white shirt, black ripped skinny jeans, a Converse, and that black leather jacket he always refused to wear. Megumi really woke up and chose violence today, the minimalistic silver chain around his neck only adding to his appeal. You should’ve run away then – he literally screams trouble – but you’ve never been one to shy from that. Truth be told, you’re only pulled in harder, swaying your hips side to side as you sashay to where he’s laughing along with his friends.

Clearing your throat to get his attention, Megumi finally lays his eyes on you.

You’re glad you took the extra time to dress in your best outfit today – a lace orange mini dress that accentuates your cleavage just enough for a tease, paired with black combat boots and a white purse slung from your shoulder. Pride pumps through your veins when Megumi steps away from his friends, his hands encircling around your waist almost possessively. He smirks through your hair, those addicting lips trailing lower and lower down to your neck until, “You smell like another man.”

Now that you weren’t expecting. He doesn’t seem to be mad, perhaps a little jealous judging by how he’s grinding his crotch to your abdomen and tugs you closer, but this is Megumi in the question. He never gets jealous, so you flatten your palms onto his chest, eyes daring and red lips upturned into a smirk as you ask, “Why do you care?”

Megumi raises a brow – which really shouldn’t have been such a sexy thing – at your spunk. Normally, you’re too sweet and submissive to him, never would’ve even dared to dress something as revealing like this, but maybe you’re tired of being sweet.

Maybe this time, you wanted to match Megumi’s spice, fight fire with fire.

Megumi chuckles above your lips and swipes a thumb over your lower lip, humming when the coating doesn’t stain his fingers. He’s mentioned before he hates washing the lipstick off his dick, and the fact you remember that has him groaning at your ear. Unsurprisingly, Megumi’s already hard. He nibbles at the shell of your ear, possessive hands brushing over your collarbone as a silent promise of what he’ll be doing to you tonight.

“Like I said, this pussy is mine.”

You should say no. It’s evident in the darkness of his eyes he’s daring you to say no, but it’s too much. The cramped space that diminishes space until it becomes a myth, his hands rubbing circles at your hip, the glint of his new lip ring under the disco lights and anything, everything about Fushiguro Megumi just makes you feel so weak you can’t say no.

Satisfied with your silence, Megumi sweeps you upstairs. There’s already a round of Truth or Dare going on with a bunch of drunk and half-high college students, the lights red and the aroma of weed thick in the air.

It bothers you so you stick close to Megumi, nose stuck at the collar of his leather jacket. He’s not satisfied with just you sitting next to him; Megumi is territorial. He makes sure you’re comfy and using his lap like a throne, clasping both your hands in your lap while he boredly stares at his friends. Okkotsu Yuta, the host who used to be super shy in his freshman year but became one of the most sought after guys in his junior year, sits across from you in the circle. He’s already giggling in his drunken state while Nobara Kugisaki makes the mistake of choosing dare, flinging her bra straight at a very enthusiastic Yuuji.

They spin the bottle and it lands straight at you. Megumi hums in anticipation at the crook of your neck, his little sounds mixed with his heated touches sending fire straight down your core. It’s inebriating to have him this close, but you need to keep a straight head if you want to survive.

Fighting the arousal pooling at your stomach, you offer a flat smile. “Truth.” As expected, the crowd isn’t pleased. They holler, “Booooo,” with their hands cupped around their mouths, the others snickering at you, though you’re quite satisfied with the safety of your choice. You could be crazy with Megumi, but being crazy around others isn’t something you’re comfortable with.

Thankfully, Yuta shushes the crowd dramatically with a threat he’ll kick them out with his infamous Katana that’s been passed down by an ancestor. Once everyone’s calmed down, Yuta smirks at you, eyes wiggling as he asks, “Who’s the best dick you ever had?”

You don’t think twice about it. Someone else’s face pops up for a split second, but it’s so natural, so obvious that you would say – “Megumi.”

“Speak louder, baby, they won’t hear.”

“It’s you,” you suddenly grow shy at the attention, whatnot with Megumi shamelessly trailing hot kisses down your neck now for everyone to see. He’s shameless as he rocks you back and forth on his thigh, all the while keeping eye contact with the other guys whose eyes are zeroed in on the swell of your breasts that are an inch away from popping out from your dress. It’s the best time to submit, the perfect time to give him what he wants, and his expert hands prompt his name out of you with a single suck at your neck.

“Fushiguro Megumi.”

“Damn, Megumi, you’ve trained your bitch well.”

“’Course I did. My dick does all the disciplining,” Megumi cups your jaw to tilt your face at him, cooing at you as you flush embarrassed from everyone’s snickering. “Aw, don’t pout baby, it’s all just harmless jokes. You know I treat you like a goddess when we’re alone.”

“Yo, man, get a fucking room!”

Megumi ignores Yuuji’s comments and makes an offhanded comment the latter is just jealous because he hasn’t had his dick wet in days, ensuing a close dog fight between the guys. Maki has to step in and kick the strawberry haired boy back to his seat, scolding her cousin to back down. Meanwhile, you cling to Megumi like a scaredy-cat, head empty with nothing but the way he’s never hold you this close and proudly before.

Just one last time.

“Megs, your turn.”

“Dare.”

Yuuji slaps his palm over Yuta who usually gives the dares. The older guy rolls his eyes but lets it slide, knowing that Yuuji could also let loose with his dares. Megumi isn’t afraid though, he stays docile around you, leaving little nibbles at your ear and even squeezing your boobs at one point. You know he’ll never back down from Yuuji’s dares, even as his eyes darken with mischief. Now, Yuuji is a nice guy, but something doesn’t quite feel right with the way he’s staring Megumi down.

“I dare you to kiss the hottest girl in the room.”

Megumi freezes.

Time must’ve stopped because everyone is chanting, “KISS, KISS, KISS!” but he makes no move. You stay there, staring up at him wide eyed with your arms looped around his neck. Your heart is beating a mile a minute in your chest the moment Megumi’s eyes gaze down to your lips, smirking as he leans closer, leans down lower, and you close your eyes, waiting for the salacious kiss that would sear at the back of your mind. But it never comes and a gust of wind flies by through you, and before you know it, Megumi’s leaned over your shoulder, his hand cupping the cheek of this girl named Alicia who you’ve heard about from your friends before that she’s Megumi’s current pick.

Alicia was never supposed to kiss him back. Your friends told you, they promised you she wasn’t the type of person to fall for the likes of Megumi, and yet she’s smiling through the kiss. You’re still in Megumi’s lap but your vision is of the audience, their jaws dropped and Yuuji slapping Yuta’s thighs. “Oh, shit! That’s gotta hurt!”

You don’t think twice.

You push yourself off Megumi and run out the room, the sounds of their chaotic laughter mocking you to no end. You know – you fucking know – you’d never quite belong in Megumi’s circle. Everyone knows you’re just another one of his bed warmers, and they also know how much you’re hopelessly in love with him, begging, hoping that one day he might return your affections.

It makes perfect sense with each step you take further from the room. This has to be staged, intentional, because there’s no way Yuuji would’ve said that if he didn’t already have an idea maybe Alicia reciprocated Megumi’s feelings.

But what about your feelings?

Does no one really care? Were you really reduced to just another body count?

Your chest squeezed uncomfortably as you pushed past the crowd, ignoring everyone’s protests from how rough you were. You don’t stop until you’ve locked yourself inside a restroom, tears freely falling down your face. With trembling hands, you fall back to the floor, dialing the only person you could trust right now.

He picks up not three rings later, voice still gruff and laced with sleep. “Hello?”

“S-Sukuna,” you whimper, pathetically wiping your tears away with the back of your hand. “I’m – can you please pick me up?”

From the other line, you can hear Sukuna shuffling for something in the background. Keys dangle and he locks the door, the sounds of his rushed footsteps so relieving to your senses. “Where are you? What’s wrong? Did someone force themselves on you?”

“No, I just…I want to go home.”

“Text me the address. I’ll be there soon.”

You text him the address and end the call. From the outside, the bass is thumping so hard it makes your head pound. You’re already feeling dizzy from crying so much, hands clutched around your chest because it hurts so much.

Stupid Megumi, fucking stupid Megumi – but aren’t you the stupider one? You’re the one who chose to keep being with him despite the warning signs. You’ve heard what everyone said about him, his reputation as a fuckboy isn’t exactly a secret, but you hoped, you sincerely hoped you could at least be good enough. But you’re not not good enough – Megumi just simply doesn’t deserve you. You deserve better and he needs to go to hell, so then why does it hurt so much the more you picture how he’s humiliated you like that?

Your dress is beyond soaked from how much you’ve cried. At this point, you just feel achingly numb. The pounding in your head is matched by the soft knocks rapping against the door, and thinking it’s Megumi or one of his lackeys, you wrap your arms around your knees.

“GO AWAY!”

“Sweetheart, it’s me. Open up, let’s get you home,” It’s Sukuna. Scrambling for the door, you push it open and jump into his arms without a second thought. Sukuna effortlestly catches you, and the dam you thought had dried up in you breaks again. He stiffens as you cry on his shoulder, fists balled around his shirt in a vice-like grip. “Who the fuck made you cry? Is it him again?” he growls, “I seriously want to knock the living daylights out of him.”

“Don’t start a ruckus, Sukuna.”

“I won’t, I promise,” he visibly softens at your state. Sukuna rubs your back soothingly and lets you cry like that, shielding your vulnerable state with his arm. He moves you to hide your face in his chest and kisses the crown of your head, so gentle and unbelievably tender. “I don’t pick on someone weaker than me. That’s bullying.”

You don’t utter another word as he leads you out of the house. He mutters under his breath on how kids are so wild these days and he really can’t imagine he was once like that. Sukuna’s car is parked on the curb, and you rush for it, eager to go home until he stops you. He wraps his jacket around your shoulders to offer you some modesty and you offer him a weak smile, allowing him to embrace you from the sides to guide you.

“Hey!” Megumi calls out, “Hey, what are you doing with her? Let her go,” his footsteps echo behind you just as you clench your eyes shit, “I said let her go!”

“Don’t punch the kid, don’t punch the kid, don’t punch the kid,” Sukuna mutters to himself like a mantra.

“Yo, steroid guy, you deaf or what? I said let my girl go—” Megumi falls on his ass. He stares up at whoever punched him, eyes wide at Sukuna’s arm raised, but his eyes are on you. “Ow! You fucking bitch, you broke my nose!”

“Shit,” Sukuna laughs beside you as you wince at the soreness of your knuckle. “That was hot.” Somehow, you find the ability to smile. You’ve always wanted to top Megumi, but seeing him below you like this, weak and clutching his broken nose while whining about it like a little bitch, it feels a lot more satisfying.

You want to scream at him, to release all the profanities that have manifested your anger throughout the years. But Megumi crawls back with something unreadable in his eyes, the edges of his lips tinted red with a smack of lipstick, probably from Alicia.

The sight has you scoffing. Maybe you don’t have anything to worry about after all – Megumi hates lipstick stains with a passion. If he ever gets with her, they won’t last long enough.

That fact is enough for you to flip your hair over your shoulder, glaring at Megumi one last time before dragging Sukuna down by the collar. His laughter ceases the moment your lips collide, your hands teasing around his neck to brush at his undercut. Sukuna moans through the kiss, the way he’s explicitly grabbing the flesh of your ass a sign he’s aware what kind of game you’re playing. You make a mental note to apologize for this later, but for now, you’ll shamelessly savor his tongue and the minty aftertaste, grabbing at his large frame that picks you up with no ease.

You leave Megumi gaping at the lawn after that, your finger middle raised right before Sukuna speeds off.

Fuck, that has never felt so good. This feeling…it bursts through you. There’s this certain satisfaction in finally having the power at your fingertips this time around, and you you’re your wicked smile through your hair, too absorbed in your own feelings that you don’t register Sukuna’s worried tone at first.

“So…do you want to talk about it?”

“No.” He doesn’t pry afterwards, just shoots you a curious look. Just moments ago, you were crying and feeling like you’re on the verge of breaking down, but this adrenaline rushing through absolutely cannot fuck around anymore. The image of Megumi realizing he’s lost you is so exhilarating, and you twist your torso to face your roommate, grinning at his handsome features. He looks so delicious like this, black button up shirt left open at the top, his veiny, muscular arms driving one hand on the steering wheel and the other gently caressing your thigh. You suck in a deep breath, licking your lips as you purr, “Hey, Sukuna.”

“Yes?”

“Pull over.”

“Wait, why? We’re so close at home.”

“Pull over, I’m done,” you insist with a glare, although the animosity isn’t directed at him. Sukuna keeps his eyes on the road before he spares you a glance, smirking at how you’re already unclasping your bra from your seat.

“Oh, I see how it is. You’re going to use me as a stress reliever.”

At his words, your arms still behind you. You glance up at him with wide, worried eyes that immediately reach out for his hands in assurance. “N-No, I didn’t mean—”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. Usually, sex is a lot crazier when the other is angry. Use me as you will – I don’t really care,” he licks his lips and suddenly slams on the brakes under an empty parking lot, already flipping something in the engine. You’re taken aback as Sukuna discards his shirt in a second, his large arms carrying your frame to the backseat with him. Sukuna spreads your legs as he helps you get rid of your dress but it’s too tight that you just give up, leaving the material bunched under your boobs instead. Sukuna’s eyes darken at the lack of material under your dress, his fierce gaze shooting up to yours as he massages your inner thighs, his breath labored.

“What position do you want?”

“Fu-fuck, I don’t know, just fuck me,” you whine, spreading your legs farther to make space for him. He’s a tall guy with long limbs that he shrinks even with his fancy car, but he doesn’t seem bothered by it. Sukuna seems a lot more focused in fucking you in that moment because he’s unhooking his belt, diving down for one more kiss that is a lot heated and rushed than the previous one for show.

“I want to get rid of his face from my mind, I fucking hate him so much,” you can’t help but bite down on Sukuna’s lip, hard enough that it draws blood. Sukuna groans into your mouth, the sound so utterly deep and sexy you drip down on his seats even more.

“You’ll still go back to him after this?”

“No…it would be stupid if I did,” you roll your eyes.

“Good girl,” Sukuna praises as his lips leave a wet trail from your jaw down to the valley of your breasts. His smile is quickly replaced with a sinister grin, one of his hands cupping your breasts at the same time his teeth dart out to playfully nip at your breasts. He really shouldn’t look so enticing under you like this, and you’re so caught by his devilishness you fail to realize he’s already rummaging through your purse. “But I think lover boy still doesn’t get the message. We’re gonna have to punch it through his dumb skull.”

He hands you your phone, Megumi’s contact right before you.

“Sukuna, what’re you doing?”

“Call him,” Sukuna moves up to fish a condom out of his wallet and slides it to his already throbbing cock, chuckling at the way your eyes widen at his girth as if you hadn’t taken him before. “Call him and let him hear how I fuck you better, sweetheart. Boys like him won’t get the message unless you tell them directly.”

His hands clutch the backseat until his knuckles turn white, aligning himself with your entrance. You’re wet enough that he slides in easily and you moan loudly at the intrusion, pretty little gasps a sign of your pleasure. Helplessly, you grip at his bicep while your legs shake from how tense you are, the tantalizing movement of his hips pulling breathless moans from you. “And what better way than to take what’s his, right? What did he call this? His pretty pussy?” Sukuna scoffs, “Fuck that, stupid little boys can’t even fuck you right, don’t you think, sweetheart?”

“Ngh, Sukuna, that f-feels good, right there!”

“Right here?” he teases with a stroke of his cock that brushes against your tight walls. Sukuna’s face contort into pleasure when your tight pussy sucks him in, falling forward just to rasp in your ear. “Call him. Then, I’ll fuck you however you want me to.”

You don’t know how you’re able to swipe on Megumi, but he picks up in the speed of light like never before. Sukuna mouths loudspeaker and you follow his commands, Megumi’s voice booming through the sex-filled air of the car. “Where the fuck did you go? The party wasn’t over yet and you’re hanging out with some beefy, tattoed guy? It’s your roommate, isn’t it?” Megumi curses at someone before continuing, the aggravation evident in his tone. “He’s such a fucking creep, I swear if he lays his hands on you again I’ll—”

“You’ll do what, kid?” Sukuna challenges, “Oh and mind you, she’s the one who asked me to fuck her. As her concerned roommate and the more mature adult, I believe it’s my duty to listen to her complaints and make her feel better, especially when she keeps whining she’s not being fucked good.”

“Sukuna!” You whine and slap his arm, but you’re smiling, the pleasure and satisfaction of slapping Megumi this harshly making you feel greater than ever.

“Are you sleeping with her?” Megumi sounds like he’s losing his shit, and you sincerely hope he does. “Gosh, Y/N, how low can you be? I thought you were my girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend? Since when?” you attempt to scream, but Sukuna’s gripped your thighs and pulls your lower body closer to his cock in time to meet his thrusts. Your body slides off the seat and you’re left screaming Sukuna’s name, the latter wearing a shit-eating grin at the way you’re creaming around him. Somehow, your attention reverts back to Megumi’s whining. “You’re a fucking dick, Megumi, I honestly hope you choke on your small dick!” you shout and end the call, slapping your hand on your face as you throw your phone away. “I hated saying that.”

“Because you still like him or…?”

“No, because he was actually a good fuck and his dick is huge,” you say through pants. Sukuna must’ve hated how you’re talking about Megumi’s dick when he’s literally rearranging your insides, and Sukuna grabs your leg, manhandling you into the position he likes. You’re immediately on your knees with your back flat to his chest, your arms locked between your bodies as Sukuna takes you from behind. Your head falls back to his shoulders where Sukuna leaves messy open-mouthed kisses to your sweaty skin. “I fucking hate him. He’s such an asshole.”

“Hmm, well don’t spend too much energy thinking about him anymore,” Sukuna snarls at your skin, releasing your hands just to rub at your swollen clit. “Just let loose and let me take care of you. I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t even remember meeting him.”

The honest side of you wants to moan, the familiar tightening of your abdomen appearing already. He’s hitting all your sensitive spots that you can barely think, only feel, but you also feel so powerful and enraged that you cup Sukuna’s cheek, narrowing your eyes at him. You hit his thrusts by pushing back against his cock that causes him to slide in deeper, the large man groaning deep within his chest.

“You sure about that?”

“Oh, hundred percent confident, baby.”

“Let’s see what you got then,” you teased him. Pretending you’re not seconds away from coming is an even bigger challenge than leaving Megumi, but for the sake of riling up Sukuna, you would do it.

“You’re challenging me?”

“If I don’t cum at least twice, then that’s going to be a damn shame.”

“Twice? That’s not even the minimum,” he shakes his head tauntingly at you, increasing his pace until the sounds of his balls smacking your ass and both your groans are filling the dead silent night. It’s so lewd and dirty that your tongue lols out from the pleasure, eyes shut tight because you’re close, so fucking close! “You’re going to lose your fucking mind,” Sukuna said as a final warning.

You didn’t think too much of it until he pulls out of you seconds before you came. The crestfallen look written all over your face makes him laugh, but Sukuna only turns your body and goes down on his knees, hitching your legs over his shoulders. Your chest falls up and down as he dives down to your sopping, abused cunt, hands threading through his hair before he rudely flicks it away. “No. Hands to yourself. You’re not allowed to touch me,” he hissed, but his roughness is softened only by a little bit when you whimper so sweetly for him. “Don’t pout, sweetheart, you’ll get your chance when we get home. For now, since you’d so rudely woke me up and left me without inviting me for dinner, I’m starving.”

Sukuna dips between your thighs, tongue poking out to take the first taste of your juices. Your reaction is instantaneous and gratifying; head thrown back, nails dug into the seats, legs quivering and falling open wider to welcome the warm, wet muscle that licks flat from your entrance up to your clit.

“Fuuckk, Sukuna, slow down, ngh—”

“He ever ate you out this way?”

“No, I don’t know, I don’t know.”

“Can you take it, sweetheart? Should I stop?” You know he’s teasing you, the sniggers muffled from your pussy lips are still heard but you can’t fight back, not when your legs turn to jelly at his ministrations.

“Keep going, fuck, please, I will slap you if you don’t make me cum tonight,” you threaten, and Sukuna smartly responds by sucking your clit into his mouth. He rolls it between his teeth, careful enough not to hurt you while plunging two fingers deep inside you, curling it into a come-hither motion that stretches you pleasurably. “Too, oh, shit!”

“You can’t even talk properly,” he chuckles, and the vibrations that come afterwards shatter your entire world. “And this is just my tongue. Feels too good?”

“Yes, yes, too good!” you cry out, “Sukuna, em coming!”

Your orgasm has no build-up whatsoever. You lay there panting with a silent scream as your nails scratch against his seats, toes curled as it comes down into you in one, hard slap. Sukuna hums as he licks up the arousal trailing down your pussy to not make even more of a mess. “Already? I haven’t even started yet,” he sighs sarcastically, “Don’t think I’m done with you. I did say you’d lose your mind, right?”

Sukuna has now joined you on the seats, flipping you to the side where he hooks one leg under his arm, your other leg extended to your side that remains flushed at the seats, his thighs squishing yours. It’s utterly challenging to move in this position and you’re completely at his mercy, the sight of his tall, dominating figure above you forcing you back into a submissive space. He doesn’t give you much time to recover before his cock is pushing past your pussy once more, bottoming out in one, swift thrust.

“’Kuna, too sensitive, mhhm—”

“You’ll take it,” he breathes out while peppering kisses at your ankle, “Come on, you’re a good girl, yeah? Give me one more.”

“Su-kuna, it’s too much!”

“Just one more.” Sukuna elicits moans from you the harder he thrusts, leaning forward until you’re crying out from the stretch of all the muscles in your body. He’s being nice today by letting you cum more than twice in the exchange of holding back his, because he’s absolutely throbbing inside you. He picks up a rougher pace from where he left off, saying your name through gritted teeth as you tighten around him. You’re squealing and whimpering from behind your fists, overly sensitive still from your previous orgasm.

His hips roll in such a mind-numbing manner before Sukuna rams into you utterly deep, your bodies flushed so close you can feel the heat pulsing from his skin. Sukuna tenses above you before he brings you to your orgasm, with him following not long afterwards.

Sukuna pulls out with a groan and ties his condom in a knot, discarding it above his clothes. Upon hearing your soft sighs, he immediately rushes your side and pats your cheek to wake you up. “Hey, look at me,” he commands, though his voice is gentle and soft. “You good?”

“Yeah,” you breathe out through fluttering lashes, “Yeah, I’m just tired,” extending your arms to him, you wrap your legs around his waist to bring him close. “Come here. Want cuddles.”

Sukuna gives in to your request for a few minutes and stays wrapped up with you. It’s perfect to be in this state, to be held so close and not just touched, the intimacy of it all bringing about unfamiliar warmth that only ever makes itself present when he’s here. “As much as I want to stay like this, we’re sweaty and sticky,” Sukuna murmurs through your hair, his hands roaming all over your skin. There’s no other sexual meaning behind it even as his rough palms graze past your mound. His touches are more like him exploring your body out of curiosity, out of the desire to just have you this close. You’re unsure what to feel about it and your mind is uncannily clear after an orgasm, but Sukuna’s already sitting up with you above him before you could ponder about it any longer. “Let me take you home first, then we’ll cuddle. What do you think?”

“Oh fuck,” you cut him off upon seeing the flashing of your screen. “It’s Megumi. Fifteen missed calls.”

“Lover boy is crazy,” Sukuna snickered behind you.

“Good thing I’m crazier,” you shut your phone off and throw it to the passenger’s seat, beaming up at Sukuna and giving him the puppy eyes from behind your shoulder. “Can we get milkshakes on the way?”

“I think you got enough milk.”

“Sukuna!”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” he raises his hands in surrender. You pout until you feel something hard and wet poking your bottoms, and Sukuna smirks, gesturing to his erection that you haven’t noticed. “You do know that I’m still hard, right? I’ll fuck you again when we get home.”

“You could’ve just let me suck you off.”

“Nah,” he refuses, “I want to feel you come around me,” Sukuna cockily winks at you, and your mouth falls open, gasping in disbelief at how vulgar he could be. He steals a quick kiss then as he tugs his pants up, the sight of him rolling his sleeves back up to his elbows thoroughly…compelling that you’re left salivating at the ripples of his muscles. “I’ll just wait ‘til we get home. Right now, I need to treat someone like a princess and get her some food.”

“You should stop saying that,” you blurt out defensively, “Sweet lies won’t get you anywhere.”

“I wasn’t lying about anything. I meant every word I said.”

The tension thickens in an instant. Sukuna looks at you warily – or perhaps worriedly? – before he situates himself back in the driver’s seat, starting the car right after you’ve fixed your appearance. Considering it’s already late, he’s struggling to find any restaurant or diners open to appease your cravings, though he doesn’t complain about it.

You fiddle with your hands on your lap, unable to find a proper explanation to his behavior. “Sukuna…” you start off nervously, refusing to look him in the eye. “Do you uhm…do you like me?”

“What kind of question is that, sweetheart?”

“I meant…maybe you just like me for my body, you know?”

“Oh, don’t worry about me, sweetheart,” he tilts his head towards you, “I’m too old for drama and playing with people’s feelings. Like I said, the cards are all in your hands now. If you want us to just have casual sex, I don’t mind, but if you also want to be, uhm…” Sukuna awkwardly rubs at the back of his head with a clear of his throat, the tables turned because now he’s the one who can’t meet your gaze. “…something more, then I won’t refuse that either. I’m up to whatever you want to do.”

“And if I said that…maybe I’m considering getting to know you better?”

“Then maybe I would happily say yes.”

You smile at how easily he lightens up the mood, feeling a smile already playing on your lips as you giggle. “Just a maybe?”

“Just shut up and kiss me,” he groans, averting his eyes from the road (it’s empty anyway) to get a quick peck. You whack his arm and his laugh only grows louder; he knows you’re not really angry, because he kisses really good and you like it a lot more than you’ll admit.

“I’ll be a hundred times of a better boyfriend than what you’d expect.”

“You’re really confident, huh?”

“Oh, I’m confident I can treat you well,” he nods proudly, head tipping back to the backseat. “I did just let you ruin my leather exterior and let you walk away while I have a raging boner. Do you have any idea how much self restraint a man has to have to let that happen?”

“Probably an immaculate one. Megumi would never let me go unless he’s came.”

“Yeah, well, fuck that guy,” Sukuna doesn’t even bother to try and hide his hatred for your former crush, and you’re smiling like a lovesick fool on the seat. “You’re with me now. So, since I want to spoil you, how many milkshakes do you want?”

Back then, you were always too addicted to lies that seemed so sweet that you couldn’t be able to stop. But now that you’ve met Sukuna, perhaps the blissful truth is a lot sweeter, and it’s a much healthier addiction you’ll take any day.

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QUEENIE MY ABSOLUTE DOLL!! CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY HERE AAAAAAH!!! 💕💕💕

whenever you get the chance and inspiration for this, i’d like to request jaehyun + e2l + “You made us enemies. I never wanted this.”

I LOVE ALL OF YOUR WORKS AND ALL OF YOU I AM SO GLAD TO HAVE MET YOU IN MY LIFETIME BABY GIRL I LOVE YOU AAAAHHH

[a/n] EM!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I'M SO GLAD TO HAVE YOU AS MY FRIEND!!♡♡ although i finished your request a while ago, i wanted to post this on your birthday hehe so happy birthday, em!! enjoy your day to the fullest and thank you so much for everything you've done for me<333 i had so much fun writing this request so i hope you'll like it!!

PAIRING. jaehyun x female!reader GENRES. romance, rich kid!au, enemies-to-lovers!au PROMPT. "you made us enemies. i never wanted this." WORDS. 843

There was a certain monotony to the life of the 1%.

But as much as you hated how everyone simply just knew each other and their business — pretty much like a small, gated community, albeit a privileged, small, gated community — you couldn’t deny how much you enjoyed the lavish parties, the private jets and vacations, and even the dreaded and tacky polo matches between various families that came from old money.

Speaking of dreaded, tacky polo matches, today was the annual summer polo fundraiser match. A tradition started by the old business tycoons of the country that was eventually passed down to your generation.

Although you weren’t one to enjoy sweating underneath the scorching sun, you couldn’t miss the opportunity to buy new polo shirts from Thom Browne and Bottega Veneta and a pair of new riding boots from Alberto Fasciani, to see your polo pony and ride it, and of course, to catch up with some close friends.

You handed your empty flute of champagne to a waiter passing by before grabbing another one from the tray they were holding. You sipped slowly as you carefully watched the polo match that was currently unfolding in front of you. It was a seven-minute chukka meant to determine which team would be able to pick their respective opponents if they came out as the winner.

The referee blew his whistle, marking the end of the chukka. Jung Jaehyun’s team came out as the winner and therefore, he was in a position to pick out everyone’s opponents for today’s event.

You tried not to roll your eyes at how smug he seemed when he picked your team as his team’s opponent. You never understood why he enjoyed riling you up so much. For as long as you knew him, he’d be more inclined to annoy you especially on days where you decided to ignore him.

But despite the slight irritation you’d feel whenever he showed a triumphant smirk, you couldn’t deny how attractive that man was. You couldn’t ignore how his polo uniform fit him so perfectly, how the beads of sweat seemed to glisten over his tanned skin, his red tongue poking out of his–

Whoa, that was enough of your head being in the gutter. You could already hear your friends snicker at your lack of subtlety.

“Careful,” Seulgi sang, “or you two might just have to skip your match to have a little quickie in–”

“Don’t even think about finishing that sentence, Kang Seulgi,” you warned her with a small huff, even if her words spoke the truth.

“Please, we all know what’s going to happen between the two of you when your match ends.” Jennie snorted.

You were about to retort back when a tenor voice cut into your conversation. “And what exactly is going to happen between the two of us when our match ends, hmm?”

Really, if you were to get a dollar for every time you rolled your eyes at Jaehyun, you’d probably be richer than Jeff Bezos and have your eyes stuck to the back of your head from rolling them so much.

“Buzz off, Jung,” you waved him away with a gloved hand. “Stay away from me until the end of our match.”

“Awn,” Jaehyun cooed. “Why the attitude, baby girl? Angry that we’re up against each other?”

You scoffed loudly in a lame attempt to cover how flustered you were by the nickname he had given you. Why was he even calling you that in public?

“A-as if! You made us enemies. I never wanted this.”

“Enemies? Aren’t we being a bit over-dramatic today?”

At your deadpanned expression, Jaehyun smirked at you as he lowered his face to your level. “Oh, come on. It wouldn’t be our first time playing against each other and it wouldn’t be your first time losing to me either.”

You glared at him with crossed arms. “Please, last time I checked, our score was 50 to 49. And the 50 was for me.”

The male raised his brow with a lopsided grin. He really shouldn’t be looking this attractive, right now. “Care to have a friendly wager with me?”

Your lips pursed at his proposal, but you were confident that you and your team were going to win the upcoming match against him. “What do you have in mind?”

Jaehyun laughed at your question, his laugh sounding melodious to your ears. “If I win, then you will have to take some time off from work and go with me to Greece for two weeks.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Fine, and if I win, you’re taking care of the house chores for the next three months.”

For the first time, Jaehyun didn’t seem too confident. “It sounds like the bet is too skewed in your favour.”

“Awn, is someone scared of losing?” you provoked him with a teasing tone.

Your provocation seemed to have worked as Jaehyun shook your hand while sucking his teeth.

“You’re on, wifey.”

You snickered and blew a kiss to him.

“Don’t complain when you lose, hubby.”

[miss-melon]

Hiyaa may i request a scenario nagito with a reader who confesses during conversation and doesnt realize they did and just keep talking

Hi anon! This request is soooo cute! Of course I’ll write it for you!

REQUEST: Accidental Confession with Nagito

It was another day at school, another painfully boring yet overwhelming day. Your homework was piling up, your friends were hanging out without you, the school lunch sucked, and you had gotten yelled at by your teacher for no reason AGAIN. But, there was one good thing that came out of today, and that was that you had gotten paired up to work on a project with your long-time best friend and crush, Nagito Komaeda.

Nagito had been your ride or die for as long as you can remember, ever since you two were young kids. You two were also pretty different from one another. You could be rather impulsive and tended to act on your emotions. While Nagito was almost always thinking everything through before making a decision. More often than not, he was your voice of reason. Constantly having to remind you not to overwork yourself, or reminding you not to take too much to heart. He was honestly your rock.

You first started developing feelings for the boy during elementary school. He was all you really had, and whenever you needed help, he was the first person by your side. The first time you remember noticing your feelings towards Nagito was during gym class in third grade. The two of you were running for track and you tripped over your shoelace. You had scraped your knee pretty badly and it hurt quite a bit, so you sat there and cried. I mean, what else were you supposed to do? You were just a kid after all.

It was while you were crying that Nagito rushed over to help. “Oh Y/N! You’re hurt!” He exclaimed. The only response you could muster up was a few choked sobs followed by the continuous waterfall of tears pouring from your eyes. “Oh my, please don’t cry Y/N! It’ll be okay! I know this might seem difficult, but I know that someone as hopeful as you can overcome any amount of despair! Now c’mon, let’s get you to the nurse!” He helped you up and took you to the nurses office, it was that day that you developed a crush on Nagito Komaeda, your best friend.

But many years later, that crush developed into full on love. This guy meant everything to you. And now you were partnered up with him for a school project, the butterflies in your stomach were very intense. Nagito was reading a few news articles for research while you were writing down the most important things he found in the articles. You didn’t even notice that you had made several typos in your project, that is, until Nagito spoke up.

“Um... Y/N? Are you doing alright? That’s your fifth typo already.” Nagito asked sounding rather concerned. He always knew when something was up with you. “O-oh sorry Nagito... I’ve just been really stressed out lately.” You told him, trying to hide the obvious blush that was painted across your face. “What’s been causing you this kind of stress? I don’t know how much someone like me can help, but I’ll always be here to listen to you Y/N.” Nagito said sweetly. You began to rant to him about your day.

“Well for starters, I forgot to make my coffee this morning, none of my friends will talk to me anymore, the school lunch tasted like shit, Ms. Harris keeps yelling at me, I don’t know how or when I’ll ever confess my feelings towards you-” Nagito’s head rose slightly as you continued your rambling, he had lost focus of what you were talking about because he couldn’t believe what just happened. YOU just confessed to HIM? And you didn’t even seem to notice! You continued talking like nothing happened! “And to top it all off, I have 24 missing assignments for my classes.” You finished your rant, not realizing what you had just done.

“S-so Y/N... ahah... um...” Nagito for once was at a loss for words, to which you were confused. “What’s wrong Nagito?” You asked, genuinely having no clue what you just did. “Is it true Y/N? Do you actually have... feelings for me? Feelings that you haven’t confessed yet?” Nagito asked you with a look of confusion. Suddenly your face flashed a bright red color. You just realized what you’ve done. “AAAAHHH!!!! UM- WELL- Y’SEE- UM-” After about a minute of you stuttering while trying to come up with an excuse, you eventually let out a sigh and gave in.

“Y-yes Nagito... I-I really... REALLY like you... I have for a long time now...” You said with your head hung low. You two sat there in silence for a long time until you felt two arms wrap around your body. You looked up and saw that Nagito was hugging you. When he pulled away from the hug he put both hands on your shoulders and looked at you. “Well Y/N... I will never understand why someone as... beautiful and hopeful as you would develop feelings for someone as... worthless and hopeless as me... but I do reciprocate your feelings, I always have! For as long as I can remember, I’ve found you to be perfect in every way, the one true shining hope in this dull world. What I’m trying to say, Y/N is that... I-I love you...” Nagito said smiling.

You could hardly believe what you were hearing. Your lifelong crush and best friend loved... YOU? This almost felt too good to be true, like a fairytale moment of sorts. You were just so incredibly happy that the one person who could make you feel this way, felt the same way about you. You just couldn’t contain yourself. You pounced into Nagito’s lap and his reflexes caused him to catch you, he held you in his lap for a couple seconds before you gave Nagito a passionate kiss on the lips, a kiss that was returned with an intense amount of love and adoration. This was the beautiful start of your lifelong relationship with your best friend, Nagito Komaeda. A relationship born from a bond. A bond that was formed by hope.

THE END.

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Thank you so much for this request! It was super fun to write! This turned out way longer than I intended it to be so I hope you liked it!

[oliviaischillin1204]

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(olivia’s note: hey y’all! this is a submission from an anon called Popcorn, they submitted this fic to me and i absolutely love it! thank you so much for allowing me to post this on my blog! in general, i do ask that people ask me before submitting things, but it happens very rarely so i don’t blame you at all and i’m not mad, don’t worry <3 for the fic, warnings for Character Thomas, but everything else is all good!)

(popcorn’s note: Wanted to submit something. I don’t write enough to justify having a tumblr lol. Feel free to ignore if you don’t like character!Thomas. Love your work!)

Thomas had recently received a large package in the mail, which, of course, meant there was a very large box now sitting in Thomas’ living room that he hadn’t decided what to do with yet.

“Thomas,” Logan started from his seat on the couch. “You need to move this box somewhere. It takes up figuratively half your living room!”

“I know, I know,” Thomas sighed from the kitchen. He placed the last dish he was washing in the cabinet and walked out of the room towards the couch. “I’ve just been busy, and I don’t even know what to do with it. I don’t know if I should keep it or throw it away.”

“Either way, you’ll need to decide soon,” Logan said. “Before something happens.”

Thomas raised an eyebrow. “Something like what?”

‘Something’ came sooner that either of them would have thought. Thomas’ foot caught on one of the feet of the couch and he tripped. He fell forward and while one of his arms was outstretched to catch himself, the other wasn’t quick enough to protect his side from slamming into the corner of the box. Hard. And no one could tell Thomas that cardboard wasn’t sturdy now, because it hurt.

Thomas fell the rest of the way to the floor, arms wrapping around his middle as he groaned in pain on his knees.

“Thomas!” Logan cried out in alarm. He rushed to Thomas and kneeled beside him, placing a hand on his back. “Ugh, I told you to put that box away, Thomas.” The short lecture was said with far more concern than irritation. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Thomas said, straightening up a bit, still holding a hand to his side. “It’ll probably bruise but it’s just cardboard. I’ll be okay.”

There was still a tightness to Thomas’ expression that made Logan believe that he wasn’t being completely honest. “Thomas, if you’re worried I’ll be more upset with you if you’re more hurt, I am not upset. I just want to know if you’re in any major pain.”

Thomas gave Logan a reassuring smile. “I promise I’m fine, Lo.”

“Will you let me examine your side myself, just to check?” Logan asked. He was just taking precautions; an ignored injury could only get worse.

Thomas sighed, smiling. “If it’ll make you feel better. Where do you want me to..?”

“Just lay down on your back,” Logan said. “It’ll make it easier to examine you.”

Thomas nodded and laid down on the floor. He felt Logan shift his shirt up to just under his chest to look at his side. Logan could see a light red spot where the box had hit, just to the left of his stomach, but no bruising yet. He gently placed his hands on Thomas’ side. “Let me know if any of this hurts,” Logan said. He gently pressed on the edge of the mark.

Thomas winced minutely. “A little.”

“Scale of one to ten?”

“Uh…two.”

“Alright, how about this?” Logan pressed in between edge and the center of the mark.

“Little more. A two and a half or a three.”

“Here?” He pressed the middle of the red spot.

Thomas winced again. “Mm. Three. But not bad. Like I said, I’m fine.”

Logan squinted a bit at Thomas. He didn’t seem to be faking his reactions, which was reassuring. Logan moved his hands again to press on the opposite edge of the mark, closer to Thomas’ side. “How about—“

Logan’s voice was cut off by a short huff of laughter and Thomas’ flinching. Logan raised an eyebrow to see Thomas trying to smother a smile. “Sorry. That tickled a bit. It didn’t hurt, though.”

Logan hummed. Thomas did seem to be fine, but all the same…Logan wanted to remind him not to leave large objects lying around.

“How about…” Logan said slowly, before quickly shifting his hands to Thomas’ opposite side to wiggle his fingers into the skin. “…this!”

Thomas jumped before dissolving into laughter. “AH! Lohohohohohogahahan! Nohohohohoho!” He tried to squirm away from his logical Side’s hands, but Logan wouldn’t be deterred.

“Answer the question, Thomas,” Logan said, keeping his voice level but not being able to resist a smile. “Does this hurt at all?”

“Nohoho!” Thomas laughed, rocking from side to side under Logan’s hands. “Ihihihit tihihihihickles!”

“It tickles?” Logan said with fake confusion. “Thomas, you need to take this seriously. I’m trying to give you an examination.”

“Nohohoho you’re nohohohot!” Thomas said in between his cackling. “Yohohohohou’re tihihihihihickling mehehehehe!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Logan deadpanned, shifting one hand to scribble over Thomas’ stomach as well. Thomas attempted to protect his torso with his arms, but it did next to nothing. “Well, if it teaches you not to leave your stuff lying around, then I guess it’s helping.”

Thomas groaned in annoyance through his laughter, desperately trying to roll away from Logan’s hands, but Logan kept pressing down on his stomach to keep him pinned. The hand still on Thomas’ side moved up to a spot just under Thomas’ ribs and Thomas squealed.

“NOHOHohohohot thehehehehere! Nohohot thehehehehere!” Thomas cried. “It’s sohohohoho bahahaha—aaAAHHH!”

Logan’s hands moved to that sweet spot on either side of Thomas’ lower ribs, the hand on the left far enough above the red mark to not cause any pain. Thomas laughter grew in volume and pitch as he half-heartedly tried to push Logan’s hands away. But he couldn’t deny he was having fun; it wasn’t often Logan opted to join in on what he would call ‘ridiculous shenanigans’. And all on his own!

All the same, Thomas was running out of air.

“OKAHAHAHAHAHAY OHOHOHOKAHAHAY!” Thomas wailed. “YOU’VE MAHAHAHADE YOHOHOHOHOU’RE POHOHOHOHOINT! STOHOHOHOP!”

Logan stopped immediately and Thomas rolled onto his unmarked side. Logan chuckled and gently rubbed Thomas’ back to calm him down.

“Evil,” Thomas panted out, the statement dampened by the loopy grin still on his face. “Absolutely evil.”

Logan’s smirked. “No, evil would have been going for your neck as well.”

Thomas instinctively covered his neck with his hands, giving Logan a half-alarmed, half-excited look. Logan chuckled.

“Relax, I am not going to do so. Today, anyway.” Logan finished his threat by wiggling a finger in Thomas’ ribs. Thomas let out a yelp and giggle before batting Logan’s hand away. “You’re sure you’re alright?”

Thomas rolled his eyes fondly. “Yes, I’m fine, Logan. And I promise I won’t leave my stuff lying around the living room any more, okay?”

Logan nodded, smiling. “Good.” He turned his head to look at the box. “Now, the question is on what to do with it. It’s much too large to store without breaking it down first, but I suppose—AH!”

Logan’s musing were interrupted by his own yelp as he felt hands taze his sides. Logan turned to see Thomas sitting up, grinning evilly at him.

“What?” Thomas said innocently. “You didn’t think I’d get revenge?”

“T—Thomas, wait a minute, I—I—wait! Ahahahahahahahaha!”

[organdon3r]

The ink demonth: EVERY. DAY. OF. THE. MONTH. :')

TW//character death, description of body (skeleton), (unspecified) character vomiting

Characters: Sammy Lawrence, Joey Drew, Jack Fain, Norman Polk, Thomas Conner, Shawn Flynn, Alice Angel/Susie, unspecified employees

Mentioned characters: Henry, Susie, Buddy/Daniel, Wally

Word count: 1155

Sentence count: 25

Character count: 6407

Reading level: college (student)

Pride can lead to wealth, it can lead to an amazing family - an amazing life..but sometimes you're so caught up in yourself everything turns twisted, laughing at you in the face; making you watch all those happy moments tear apart on repeat like they're playing on an everlasting reel. All your friends, side by side, staring at you body whilst you're knee deep in your own mistakes.

It's funny how so much can be ruined in so little time, just like the studio. It's like survival for the fittest just a hell lot more difficult..whether you're part of a colossal wonder, or your face is a mystery to many, you are never truly safe..those who died always rise though, that's when their true personalities shine through the veil they wore.

"We've all been waiting, the battle may well have been messy, but trust me..for the smoke that has held us back this far has been taken away..today is the day!"

A figure stood up on the box, a mask hiding his face whilst multiple black creatures - made of ink - surrounded him

"The only god that will be appeased today is my lord..the one who will set us free.."

Let's go back about 30 years, Heavenly toys. Shawn Flynn sat at a stool, a doll of Alice Angel in his hand and a paintbrush in the other.

"Y'see, I don't see the point in these Alice Angel whatchamacallits! Yes she's a nice character, that's all I'll say positive, but they ain't sellin'!"

His Irish accent rang about the room

"It's like we're in this stupid play of Joey's! Trapped inside of a glass box whilst he watches!-..uh..y..yeah?.."

Shawn froze, his own heartbeat was what he thought his ears heard..but it wasn't. That man knew his own beat from the rest, and that wasn't his..a shiver went up his spine as he was almost in a trance; walking towards the room, which was built for Alice Angel, Flynn opened the door and gasped: in the centre of the room was the skeletal body of Alice - her matted black hair covering her face. She hummed a tune which played as soon as the female character was created and voiced.

"A- Alice! You're lookin'..pretty today-..u- uh Alice-?..Aaalic- OH MY GOD!!-"

Shawn screamed as the skeletal, twisted, angel lunged at him - the door slammed shut alerting fellow GENT worker Thomas Conner and a bunch of other Toy department employees. Tom let out a huff as he pushed past the crowd of people, all thinking this place was haunted - I mean, they weren't wrong! As the door creaked open on the floor was the body of Shawn Flynn, ink mixed with blood dripping off of the wall next to the door and the worker's heart missing out of his chest; his eyes lifeless, like his soul had been sucked out of his body. There was an array of mutters, people vomiting and some even ran away in fear; there was the few who stayed quiet and stared whilst the rest started to cry out of shock.

"What kind of sinner would do this!?"

An employee cried out, covering their mouth whilst Thomas stepped into the room - cautiously looking around incase the murderer was still present. Nobody was there..that was until there was a quiet giggle behind the glass - the light turned on as a voice, starting off it was angelic and beautiful.

"I just want to be a beautiful angel…I want to make it to heaven….but..the things I've done aren't redeemable…yet it's all worth it..for beauty!"

The voice, once again, laughed - it danced around the room; hitting all those near. There was an electrical crackle as the power turned out; then the sound of a vent slamming open..and then a scream, the voice similar to Thomas'..and it was: his body flew into the wall, thudding against it. Before the attacker could do anything the lights flickered back on as Joey Drew, the great dreamer, stood in the doorway; at that point everyone finally felt somewhat safe in the light.

Word about the death and attack spread around the studio fast - people trying to work out who the voice belonged to and why they would do it, some thought of Susie but she was too sweet for that!

"WALLACE..FRANKS."

A voice yelled out - bursting out of his office, half covering in ink, his blonde hair now stained black.

The Projectionist, Norman Polk, leant against the border in his projector booth - watching his coworker storm in, throwing his papers on the composing stand

"Pipe burst again Samuel?"

He asked, chuckling at the male who glared at him

"Listen, Lawrence, I'd be careful around Mr Drew - I heard he's been spreading some lies 'bout this being a ^safe haven^ for all employees.."

Sammy rolled his eyes, responding in a snarky tone

"Yeah yeah Norman, I know you think you see the 'full picture' but you don't know the true image..anyways I'm heading into the sewers to get some of these papers to Jack..seeing as Joey's gopher has lost his footing and gotten lost somewhere I have to manage more jobs.."

The man walked off, walking past the surprisingly empty Infirmary and into the sewers. The ink went up to his knees like mud - reaching his musical partner's desk he tapped Jack on the shoulder. The male jumped a little, looking back at Sammy and smiling:

"Oh! Sam! Hey are those for me..? I could've just gotten them myself: I just finished my papers!"

His voice was optimistic and vibrant, poor thing didn't even know what was happening - so Sammy decided to hint at being a little more cautious than he was already

"Listen..Jack, um, if I were you I wouldn't talk to Joey for awhile..just give me the papers… trust me.."

The music director muttered in his friend's ear who, looked completely confused but, nodded

"Yeah, okay Sam, whatever ya say pal!..eh, seeing as you offered I got these to take to Bossman - mind if you-?"

Samuel smiled, but didn't answer, instead he took the papers - no questions asked.

Getting out of the sewers he struggled to do yet trying to get to Joey's office was more of a struggle: the administration office is a maze and of course Mr Drew's had to be in the heart of it! By the time Lawrence had made it he was exhausted, still he opened the door - straightening himself up

"Hhh..Mr...Drew?"

He looked around the office, before bumping into Joey who shoved a book into his hands; the music director stumbled back, shifting the papers to one hand and putting the book in his other

"Sir..what is this..?"

Joey laughed - taking the papers from Sammy, each page noting on each employee. Himself, Joey, Henry, Buddy, Susie…it went on and on!

"THAT, my dear Lawrence…is the illusion of living

AAAAHHH

Two days this took (surprisingly)

But I'm proud of it!

Yes, there's a lot of moving around but I'm happy!

(Ink demonth hosted by @halfusek)

[sailorhyunjinz]

WAIT CHERRY BUNNY IS GLITCHING I SAW U JUST RESPONDED TO ANONS REQUEST - my whole body is glitching that is so cute pls . Seungmin gives off the sweetest most accepting vibes and I love it. Stan a puppy boy who loves chubby girls 💔

BUT YEA you and I literally think the same way ? If I really like someone I can’t just .. not touch .. them 🧍🏼‍♀️you’re also really cute , so I feel like we’d be snuggling a whole lot 🥰 <33

I can imagine some of them have code 😭 like - changbin’s code for “I’m horny , and want to fuck you” , is him waking you up at 2am to “cuddle” because he’s in need of “love and affection” but not in the innocent way that he makes it out to be lolol

I actually have skz sex hcs so pls take them , I’m feeding u 😩<33

Chan

- Either soft dominant , or bratty sub asf

- Calls you “baby” , “love” , or “honey” , because he’s a hopeless romantic - and enjoys the thought of being all sweet and soft with you. On the other side of the spectrum , probably calls you either “mommy” , or “mama” rip my heart SJFBD

( probably sees you as super fragile , and thinks you’re gonna snap in half in he manhandles you 🧍🏼‍♀️ )

- Super sentientive on both his ears and chest , and can cum untouched just by being massaged or kissed in those areas . Take that as you will ,,

- Definitely the type to do slow , but deep trusts. Never goes hard , unless he’s service topping - and really, really needy / horny :( <33

- Isn’t blunt at all when aroused .. just .. hints , like a toddler T_T

“I really wish that I were being touched right now”

“There are a lot of different things that we could be doing right now , since a bed has many purposes”

Changbin

- Hard dom .. that is all ..

- Horniest motherfucker that you will literally ever meet .. jerking off to a photo of just your face ? Yeah , he’s on that , and will think of the dirtiest things while doing so

- Is super clingy when horny , doesn’t wanna let go of you and your pretty body <//3

- Probably into body worship and rope bunnies , I mean .. let’s just be completely honest here lol

- Is not shy at all .. could literally be at work and would be 200% fine with pulling some dirty ass shit ??

“Send me a video of you getting off , princess. Use the biggest toy that you own”

“It’s hard to focus whenever I’m thinking about you like this .. my dick this fucking hard”

LIKE SHSHBFS I .. would faint ??

Jisung

- Jisung is a different breed asf

- No labels , he just wants to cum .. and make u cum. He’s definitely more of a service top , though bfhdje

- Super loud during sex , like .. this man goes from soft sighs , to obnoxious whimpers .. to screams - and it’s literally the hottest thing you’ve ever fucking heard

- Definitely into pretty lingerie , short skirts, stockings , cosplay.. ( like - a dirty schoolgirl or smth .. yeah ,, never said that he wasn’t kinda into roleplaying as your teacher 😸 ) it gets him off like crazy ?? <//3 he’s so cute pspsspsspp

- Senstive cock .. like .. really sensitive. That is all. Allow your imagination to run wild ! :D

- Says shit like :

“Please don’t stop.. gonna cum -!”

“You’re so good at this , so good..”

“You’re so beautiful / handsome”

Also an excessive amount of I love you’s , and “baby”

Hyunjin

- Either a service top or soft dom ( ? ) not really sure about it .. maybe considers himself unlabeled as well ! :D

- Literally cannot keep himself from getting unbearably horny around you .. I mean , you’re perfect - I don’t blame him ! <3

- The type to think a lot of dirty thoughts in his head , but feel a little to shy to just come out and just say it

- Breeding kink 1000% ?? Jinnie loves the intimacy of cumming inside of you. If you would prefer him not to do so, then he would cum all over your ass , or stomach. He likes to see his mark on you , he finds it super hot

- Definitely someone who enjoys being watched. If he wakes up around 3 , which is often , because he can’t sleep super well when restless ; he’ll get off right next to you. Openly hopes you’ll either see or hear , subconsciously jerking off to the thought

- Calls you “dove” or “bunny” while fucking pspsoso

( soft whines and whimpers. Loves fucking up into his hand , pretending it’s your tight cunt .. chefs kiss as fuck !! )

Minho

- HARD dom !! Like - no doubt about it ?? Definitely into bdsm and shit like that .. </3 it’s so hot ,,

- Dress up as a pretty kitten , tail , ears and all .. he’ll fucking lose his cool. You’re getting fucked , and hard .. but not before he punishes you 🥺

spankings are his favorite form of punishment , along with flogging and orgasm denial <//3

( guess who’s not gonna be able to walk for the next week ! Have fun explaining that to your friends ..)

- Fucking LOVES oral sex. He loves that he can make you cum with just his tongue , or his fingers. He also enjoys receiving .. I mean , come on. He will boast about seeing you on your knees ready to please him

“Gonna be a good girl / boy for daddy , aren’t you?”

“Aww .. did you like that ? You want more ? Beg”

- Public sex is such a turn on for him .. he literally won’t be able to contain himself :,)

Felix

- Definitely a sub. 100% bottom or a service top !!

- Touches his cock a lot ,, because he’s needy. Knows that it’s against the rules , but needs to cum at least once a day

- Sometimes gets horny while gaming , and so he’ll hump either a pillow or a stuffed animal while doing so. He tries to keep his wines under control , because if anyone hears him - his mommy / daddy will not be pleased. Always ends up spurting little lines cum across the soft material :( </3

- Loves getting pegged / fucked - though it only really gets him off if you’re in the missionary or doggystyle position ! He loves the intimacy , and adores feeling little under your touch

- Phone sex 24/7 !! Especially if you’re away ,, he constantly calls you when all whiny n stuff :(

“I feel needy .. may I please touch my cock?”

“Yes ,, m mommy / daddy’s good little pup”

( Rip bunny <//3 )

Seungmin

- Dom ... in all aspects possible

- Loves choking , spanking , and groping <33

- Horny as fuck , and has no shame .. will literally call u while you’re busy :

“I’m horny , be a good boy / girl and help me get off”

- When it comes to orgasming , his go-to will always be either inside of a condom or deep into your heat. Also loves cumming all over your tongue T_T

- Loves experimenting with fucking different places in the house .. he just ,, can’t get enough of it

also obsessed with car sex jdsbfjks

- Calls you “little one” , “puppy”, and “angel” 💔

Jeongin

- soft dom or no label !! <3

- He loves to finish inside of the condom while he’s still inside of your heat T_T

- Definitely the type to wanna do doggystyle every single time lsmshfks.. he just loves grabbing and slapping on your ass while he’s railing you ??

- Definitely masturbates a lot in the shower .. idk ,, it just seems right asf 🧍🏼‍♀️

- Not super horny .. doesn’t have a super high drive for sex like most guys do <3

- Very sweet and attentive :

“Do you want me to go faster .. or slower ?”

“It doesn’t hurt , right baby?”

SIGH !! I HOPE U LIKE IT !!

-🐇 is .. currently feeling .. 💤

AAAAHHH BUNNY U ARE AMAZING?! FEEDING ME THIS BEAUTY?! KITH MANY KITH TO U <<<333

this is so much better than anything i will ever write because it’s so accurate akdfhjf my switch brain is like “wtf is going on” because i want them to destroy me as doms and then destroy them as subs (^・x・^) 

pegging felix in missionary while you see his pained expression as you slam into him? 😩😩😩 

ALSO DRESSING UP FOR MINHO LIKE YAAALL my pussy screaming hahshsh he would spoil you with all types of ears, buttplugs and slutty costumes and would expect you to be ready by the time he came home. If not... you would not be able to walk which i mean,,, if it’s from fucking him it’s 100% ok in my book lmao

go and rest up bunny~~ you have done well today ♡

[imjeralee]

Hello lovely! Could I request some fluffy Leon headcanons where he wants to donate some of his hair with the help of his S/O reader?

Hello my dear! Yes of course you can! Here you are :p

It’s the annual charity event of Galar where individuals can donate to their chosen charity and a few notable members of the league have signed up.

Our beautiful man is no exception and decides to donate a portion of his hair.

He gets major public attention just be mere mentioning it and it goes all over the tabloids, online and social media etc etc.

At first, you had to admit you were a bit worried about him chopping off some of his signature long hair but he reassures you he’s not going to cut it all off but it will be a bit of a new look for him so it might take him some time to get used to his new length (and you too, you suppose).

However, you are fully supportive of course no matter what his decision is

You help Leon with the registration because poor boy already has a lot in his plate with battles and all, but you go through the list of charities to donate to together one late night whilst seated on the sofa with Charizard and your partner Pokemon with your feet up, eating dinner and with a hot drink in your hands

Leon decides to submit to a variety, splitting up the funding equally between 4 charities so 25% each

He had a hard time choosing which one to donate to so you choose together.

He has an affinity for the Chars and so he donates to a charity called “Cheer up a Charmander” <- a charity reserved not just for Charmander but also for abandoned or abused Charmeleons and Charizards

He also encourages you to choose a charity of your choice

Now that that’s over, you go online and create the campaign, typing up the blurb and creating a page and donation “jar” for Leon with a modest target in mind

Within 20 seconds of being online, you’ve already reached your goal!

Then the website crashes entirely. A few people go on Galarian Chatot tweeting “wtf is wrong with the website I’m trying to donate and it’s not working *angry face* 😡😡😡😡”

You’re gaping at the laptop whilst Leon wanders over, wondering what’s got you so shook.

You tell him what’s going on and Leon’s laughing and rubbing the back of his neck, stunned and feeling a little awkward and shy, “wow, that’s an amazing response from the public.”

The comments are all like “oh my god! So proud of our champion!!!!” And “I love you leon please have all my babies <3333 I’ll support u no matter what you do “

When it’s time for leon to cut his hair, it turns into a highly publicised event though it’s still private, between yourself and him.

You’re essentially keeping it simple - using your phone to film a livestream on social media of Leon standing in the bathroom in front of the mirror with a pair of scissors in hands and snipping his hair whilst Charizard plays with the rubber Ducklett toy in the bathtub and the comments from viewers range from thirsty comments like “oh mah gash Leon aaaahhh 👅” to “RIP LEON’S HAIR”.

#RIPLEONSHAIR starts to trend for the remaining duration of the video

When leon’s finally finished, he turns round to you in his new hairdo and grins for the camera with this huge chunk of his purple hair in his clenched fist and you’re like “ungh my heartuuuuu” at the sight.

You keep the camera rolling by setting your phone on a tripod and on screen, it records you grabbing a bag, walking up to leon with arms out and your head low as Leon chuckles and places his hair inside.

You seal the bag up, Leon faces the camera and thanks everyone for donating and for viewing and this sets up this huge stream of love hearts to appear on screen like

❤️

❤️

And

💖

💗

You’re like “ok” as you pick up the phone to close the live streaming after leon decides to wash his hair but you see this weird last comment that says “HIS HAIR SHALL BE MINE”

But whatever, you ignore it and turn to leon, raising your arm and running your hand through his shortened locks. His hair still feels nice and silky as you weave your fingers through and he chuckles and his face goes a bit pink at your actions as you smile at him and thank him.

“Why are you thanking me?” He asks, grinning.

“Because you did a brave thing today.”

He laughs but yes, he did do a brave thing. You know how he feels about his long hair. It’s a little shorter now but will take time to grow back to it’s usual length.

After dinner, you send off the funds to the charities and next day, you pack up Leon’s hair to be sent to a wig making company whilst Leon goes back to work

On your way, you’re jumped by a mask wearing, knife wielding maniac who literally springs out from an empty alleyway.

“Oh my Arceus, don’t hurt me!” Unfortunately you didn’t take your Pokemon with you for some reason and the streets are empty.

“Shut up! Don’t scream or I’ll cut you like a Scizor. Hand it over and no-one gets hurt!!”

“O-okay, this is all I have. Take it, just don’t hurt me please!”

You grab your wallet and other possessions of value and thrust them out for their taking but the robber looks at you and the wallet and sneers, “You think you’re being funny? Where is it!! Show me the goods!”

“W-what?”

“The hair, goddamnit!”

“The wha-“

“Leon’s hair!”

Okay, you did not hear wrong. You hold up the bag of Leon’s hair and the robber snatches it from your hand, laughs maniacally and takes off, but not before issuing a death threat that if you ever tell police, they will come back and gut you like a Magikarp. They know where you live.

You’re left standing on your spot, blinking in shock.

And you go home where Leon’s waiting and he asks you what’s wrong after seeing your spooked expression.

You tell him everything that happened and he jumps forward in his seat to comfort you, holding you tightly in his arms and reassuring you that you’re safe and won’t be harmed, not when he’s with you. Also, he’ll never let something like this happen to you again. You must have been so scared, but being held like this is so good. You feel better already!

He wants to go to the police station to report the incident too.

After a long time of huddling on the sofa, you both discuss what would have happened to his hair: A) it got turned into pillow stuffing. B) it got heated up and turned into a diamond or c) it’s been placed in a leon worshipping shrine somewhere. (It’s probably C)

You don’t like to think about it and it becomes one of those “let’s not talk about this ever again moments.”

...

Note: wait is this fluffy enough? If not I can do it again

[jeongvision]

hows your day!! :D my day has been pretty inefficient today :"( procrastination at its max 👉🏻👈🏻 BUT I BLAME THAT ON JAE 👀

i've been on a constant spiral of imagining dominant jaehyun as a ceo and bossing everyone arnd with his domineering aura but just becoming a sweetiepie arnd the person he loves 🥺🥺 I NEED SOME OFFICE AUS save me please :D

LMAO it’s okay to procrastinate once in a while, though! sometimes, we procrastinate bc we simply lack the resources we need, and when we think about all the materials needed to get started on our work/day, it just tires us out so we put it off for later. nothing wrong with it (to an extent!) and my day has been good so far! woke up with a cup of bubble tea and my friend visited me at work! oh and also, my jo malone and le labo perfumes came in today aaaahhh!! can’t wait to try them when i get home tonight <3

OUUUU I CAN DEFINITELY SEE THAT HAPPENING huehuehue like he’s such a perfectionist and workaholic when he is in work mode, trying to meet deadlines and finish his work so he doesn’t have to worry about it later. but the moment his eyes land on his s/o he just turns into soft ‘uwu i love you and your everything you are precious to me’ mode and only cares about them and only them bc they mean everything to him hehehehe

[the-fiction-witch]

Beach Adventure P1

TV SHOW: ACCUSED COUPLE: JAKE X READER RATING: CUTE

I sat pondering life, the universe and the unending questions of our time. 

"Jake quit staring into space and eat your cereal," my mother said as she came back into the dining room with her breakfast 

"Stop daydreaming about y/n In a bikini and get your breakfast eaten else you're not going" my grandmother warns 

"I wasn't daydreaming about y/n" I argue 

"Course not" she smirked 

"Done, I don't want to eat too much anyway" I explain to finishing as much as I could of the gross cereal 

"Fine Jake, go on go have your show and get ready before y/n gets here else you'll miss the bus," my mum said so I nodded and ran upstairs into the bathroom having a good long shower making sure I was nice a clean before turning it off and wrapping a towel around my waist going across to my bedroom to get dressed and I almost had a heart attack

"Y/n!!" I smiled in shock as she was sat on my bed I held my towel tightly scared of her seeing anything important as I was you know… naked but my towel, she sat in her little sundress with her cute little boots reading a magazine as she sat on the end of my bed 

"I was beginning to wonder if you'd downed" she giggled

"What?' I asked a little confused

"You were in there like over an hour," she says 

"I was? Ohh no have we missed-" I began

"No Jake I told you the wrong time on purpose so you'd not be late" she laughed "Because you're always late"

"Not always" I complained

"Always Jake" she laughed I sighed and began getting dressed very very carefully trying desperately not to drop my towel and let her see anything important as I got all my clothes on and packed my bag with my towel, my sunglasses and some snacks before I noticed what it was she was reading 

"Aaaahhh!! Y/n where did you get that!" I yelled snatching the magazine out her hand and hiding it under my bed a little surprised at her being sat reading a porn magazine for this long without saying anything

"I found it" she shrugs 

"Yeah, but I mean….like where did you find it" I blushed 

"On your bedside table Jake" she giggled "was somebody up to something last night?" She asked getting up and coming closer slowly backing me against the wall 

"Uhhhhhh no, I uhh I wasn't up to anything last night" I blushed

"Well? Then was it this morning?" She asks 

"That uhh that's none of your business" I blushed 

"Whatever Jake, come on else we'll miss our bus," she says grabbing her stuff and heading downstairs so I grabbed my own and tried desperately to force my thoughts out of my mind 

"Okay mum we're off" I yelled 

"Alright, have fun you too" she yelled back so I shut the front door behind me and hurried along the street with y/n.

We were off to the beach today as we do every year, we headed to the bus stop and stood waiting in the mist where the sun hadn't even risen yet 

"Jake? Are you okay?" Y/n asks 

"Hu? Ohh yeah, tried that's all y/n" I smiled "I think that's why I had such a long shower I wanted to wake myself up" 

"Awww you poor thing, well you'll wake up I'm sure once we get going in our adventure" she smiled holding my arm tightly 

"I'm sure I will, are you excited?" I asked 

"Of course I am its beach day" she giggled just as the bus pulled up it full of people in late shifts coming home and people on early shifts heading to work, we both got on and paid for our tickets sitting fairly near the front as we wouldn't be too long, sitting looking out at the street lights as they didn't have enough light to turn the off yet. Y/n cuddled close to me a little scared of some of the people looking at us plus I think she was sleepy too so I let her cuddle her gently trying not to grab or poke anywhere I shouldn't even if the bus was very bouncy. Once we got to the train station we jumped off the bus and got our tickets standing on the platform waiting for the train 

"Jake? Can I have a cuddle I'm rather cold" she whines 

"Why didn't you bring a jacket y/n?" I asked looking at her little sundress

"Because it'll be warm when we get there and I won't want it," she says I laughed a slipped off my check overshirt and put it on her shoulders for her as well as pulling her close to me again 

"Thank you Jake" she smiled kissing my cheek 

"Your welcome y/n" I blushed just as our train arrived so we got on sitting in our seats and getting comfy.

[animezing-fandoms]

The Baby Race Part 2: How to Show Her Your Love

Part 1

Relationships: Nalu, Gruvia, Gajevy, Jerza

Warnings: There is some extremely light smut in this part. Nothing anywhere near explicit but I'm just warning you anyway :)

Summary: The guys all learn how to show their girls they love them! Shouldn’t be too hard, right? 

A/N: Since y'all loved this one shot so much I decided to write a second part XD

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Natsu managed to pull Lucy away from the commotion in the Guild Hall, and they both went into the library.

"Natsu." Lucy moaned then gasped as the dragon slayer claimed her mouth with his.

Their kisses were sloppy and a bit stiff since neither one of them had ever kissed someone before but Lucy didn't care, they'd get better at it, they just needed some time.

He pressed her back against a bookshelf and Lucy smiled as he held her waist and deepened their kiss. Then he began to unfasten his jacket and then he pulled it off, making Lucy's eyes go wide before he came back in to kiss her again. His hands began to wander her body more, and it made her lower belly tingle with excitement as his warm fingers trailed her skin.

She gasped when she felt the buttons on her blue backless top come undone and she looked into Natsu's eyes. They had darkened with lust.

"Natsu..." Lucy breathed softly.

Natsu smirked and lifted her left leg over his hip and held her close.

"Let's fuck Lucy." Natsu says but then Lucy places her hands on his chest to stop him.

"Wait." She says. "I don't want to do this yet."

Natsu lets her leg down and takes a step back to give her space.

"Okay, but why? You just said you wanted to have a baby with me. Did I do something wrong?" Natsu asks.

"Well...not really. I mean we both know each other well enough and the physical attraction is there but I guess I just don't want to move so fast you know? Like, I was hoping you'd at least take me out for dinner first." Lucy says and twirls a lock of her hair.

"Take you out for dinner, but it's just after lunch?" Natsu asks. "Are you hungry right now or something?"

"No." Lucy says patiently then sighs, realizing she's gonna have to spell it out for him.

"I meant like a date." She says and blushes.

"A date?" Natsu asks and blushes.

"Yeah. I want to spend a nice romantic evening with you before I lose my virginity to you." Lucy says.

"Romantic huh?" Natsu asks and scratches his chin. "Oh I've got it!"

He holds both of Lucy's arms and smiles brightly.

"You can watch me beat up Laxus!" Natsu suggests.

Lucy shook her head but couldn't help but smile from how adorably clueless Natsu was.

"I appreciate the suggestion but that's not exactly romantic Natsu." Lucy explains to him. "Maybe I should come up with the-"

"No." Natsu says and holds her shoulders.

"You're going to have our baby. You're already gonna be working hard. You shouldn't have to do this too. So I'm gonna give you the most romantic evening of your life! I owe it to you, for everything you have done and will do for us." Natsu says and gently rests his hand over her lower abdomen.

"Oh Natsu." Lucy says before kissing him.

"You're gonna love it I swear!" Natsu says before putting his jacket back on and running excitedly out of the library.

"You're gonna love it I swear?" Levy repeats as Lucy hands her a cup of tea.

They were currently in Levy's room at Fairy Hills. She had begun to move out of it but she had so many books it would take awhile until everything was moved into Gajeel's place.

"Is that really what he said to you?" Levy asks.

Lucy giggled and Levy took that as a yes.

"Oh no, something tells me this date that Natsu's planning for you isn't going to go well Lu-chan." Levy says and sips her tea.

Both of the girls laughed then stopped when they heard something fall down outside of the door. They turned and saw Juvia in the hallway through the open door standing over a rope ladder on the floor.

"Juvia?" Lucy asks and the water mage turns to her. "What do you need that rope ladder for?"

"None of your business love rival!" Juvia shouted back at her and quickly gathered up the rope in her arms.

"For the last time Juvia I am not your love rival! I literally have a date with Natsu tonight!" Lucy exclaims while Levy laughs and holds her hand over her baby bump.

Juvia's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Really?" She exclaims.

Before Lucy could say anything else Juvia ran into Levy's room and hugged Lucy so tight she couldn't breath and Juvia squealed in excitement.

"Oh this is wonderful!" Juvia shouts. "Now that Juvia's love rival loves another man, Juvia doesn't need to worry about her stealing Gray-sama!"

Suddenly they heard some thumping upstairs. And then voices followed.

"Erza am I allowed to be here?" Jellal asks.

The three girls gasped as they recognized his voice.

"Relax, I'm the matron of the house. No one's going to object to you being here. Now get your clothes off." Erza says.

The three of them shrieked briefly before covering their mouths and blushing, hoping Erza didn't hear them.

As they heard the couple moving around upstairs followed by moans and kissing noises, Juvia gripped her rope ladder tighter and Lucy and Levy held hands. All three of them were staring up at the ceiling trying to trace Erza and Jellal's movements on the floor above them.

"Erza, I have to confess I'm not really too sure what I'm doing here." Jellal says.

"That's alright. I've read enough of Levy's books to know where to go from here." Erza says.

"That's it, I've gotta get out of here before I'm scarred for life!" Lucy says and runs out of Levy's room.

"Oh my, Levy just what kinds of books do you have?" Juvia asks.

"Mostly linguistics ones but I do have a few that are kind of racy that Erza likes to borrow..." Levy says with a blush and twiddles her thumbs.

"Do you think maybe Juvia could borrow one too?" Juvia asks shyly.

"I'm guessing this sudden interest is connected with that little stunt that you and Gray pulled in the guild hall earlier today and the rope ladder you've got there that may or may not be used to help your ice prince charming climb up your window?" Levy asks with a smirk.

"Maybe." Juvia says and wrings the knots of the ladder in her hands, her face red as a tomato.

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Gajeel stood in the middle of the park and looked around. As he saw the citizens of Magnolia quietly milling about, minding their own business, he grew increasingly frustrated.

"Where the hell is Salamander and bunny girl!" He shouted, scaring some people. "Natsu said they'd be here half an hour ago."

"Perhaps they changed their minds." Panther Lily suggests. "I'm sure Lucy won't be too pleased when she finds out Natsu's idea for a date is coming here to watch him fight you."

"Yeah, she probably figured out what that idiot had in mind and is screaming at him right now, gihee." Gajeel snickers.

Then they both looked confused when they saw Happy fly towards them.

"Hey have you guys seen Natsu anywhere?" Happy asks them.

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"I wonder what Salamder's up to in there?" Gajeel asks as he walks up the steps to Lucy's apartment.

"Who knows if he's even in there." Lily says.

"No he's definitely here. I can smell him." Gajeel says as he approaches the door.

He's about to open the door when Lily suddenly flies in front of him.

"Wait a minute Gajeel, what if Lucy's in there with him?" Lily asks.

"Yeah, so what? I'm just dropping by to ask them what gives." Gajeel says flatly.

"I know but we all saw them kissing in the guild hall earlier today. And if the two of them are alone together in the apartment then what if that means..."

"Means what?" Gajeel asks when Lily fails to finish his sentence.

"Well, since they're alone together, they might be doing something a bit more...intimate than kissing." Lily suggests and blushes.

Gajeel's face turns bright red and he sweat drops and shivers at the thought of catching sight of Natsu and Lucy at an inappropriate moment.

"Oooo if they are then we definitely have to bust them!" Happy says teasingly.

He readies himself to push open the door and Lily and Gajeel gasp.

"Wait Happy no!" They shout but it's too late.

Happy pushes the door open and it slams into the wall.

"Hello lovebirds-AAAAHHH!" Happy screams at the sight before him.

Gajeel and Lily hug themselves and scream while their eyes tear up when they see the position Natsu's in.

There he was, sitting on Lucy's couch, surrounded by stacks of books, and reading one.

"N-Natsu." Happy calls to him softly.

Natsu furrows his brows and looks up from the book then smiles softly when he sees Happy.

"Oh, hey Happy, what are you doing here?" Natsu asks.

"We came to find you because you were supposed to fight Gajeel in the park half an hour ago." Lily says.

"Yeah and I know you ain't a coward when comes to that stuff so I figured somethin' was up." Gajeel adds.

"Oh right! I just remembered! I'm sorry Gajeel, I was so into this book that I must have lost track of time." Natsu says and laughs.

While Natsu was laughing, his three friends were struck with fear from the sentence Natsu just said.

"Hey what the-" Natsu starts then grunts as Gajeel and Panther Lily in his battle mode grab him off the couch and pin him down on the ground.

"What the hell are you guys doing? You made me lose my place!" Natsu grunts underneath them.

"Who are you and what have you done with the real Natsu!" Happy shouts and punches Natsu in the face.

"I'm right here you idiot!" Natsu barks at Happy.

"No you're not! There's no way the real Salamander would ever skip a fight for somethin' as dumb as a reading a book! He hates readin' and avoids it all costs!" Gajeel argues.

"Yeah I hate reading books but I'll do it for Lucy!" Natsu shouts before shoving Gajeel and Panther Lily off of him with flames coming off of his arms.

"What?" Happy asks.

"You're reading books for Lucy?" Lily asks after going back to his normal form.

"So is the punishment she came up with after you tried to take her on an awful date to watch me beat you down gihee?" Gajeel laughs.

"No, and I think we both know that I would have won that fight." Natsu boasts.

"Wanna bet?" Gajeel asks and raises his fist.

Natsu gets into a fighting stance but then Lily comes in-between them to diffuse the argument.

"So if Lucy isn't making you read these books, then why are you reading them?" Lily asks Natsu.

"Because I was about to go ask her to come to the park with me to watch me fight Gajeel but then Gramps caught up with me when I was looking for her at the Guildhall..."

"Oh Natsu, It's a miracle to see that Lucy hasn't killed you for being so inconsiderate and stupid by asking her to bear your children in front of the entire guild!" Makarov said.

"Yeah she's cool with it! I'm actually about to go ask her out on a date now!" Natsu said.

"Oh how wonderful." Makarov said and teared up and sniffled. "I'm so happy that the two of you are in love and are taking your relationship further."

"Yeah. I was gonna ask her to watch me beat up Laxus, but she said that she didn't think that was a good idea and honestly she's right." Natsu laughed.

"Whoa Natsu, I never thought I'd see you mature this much!" Wakaba says and laughs from the table he was at with Macao.

"Yeah, fighting Laxus was a dumb idea for a date. I'm mature enough now to admit there's a chance he could beat me. So that's why I'm gonna take her to watch me fight Gajeel instead! She's gonna really think I'm hot stuff once she sees me beat him up!" Natsu cheered.

Then Natsu got crushed by Makarov's giant hand.

"You complete imbecile, taking a girl to watch you beat someone up is not a date!" Makarov screamed at him.

"Well it's the only idea I've got! If watching me beat someone up isn't romantic then what the hell am I supposed to do!" Natsu barked back at him.

"Oh you hopeless child." Carla said and flew over to him. "Let me give you some advice since I doubt you'll get anything much better from these drunk morons." She said and glared at all the men in the guild who were watching.

"You know Lucy well by this point. She's your best friend. Think about something that she likes to do and then offer to do that with her. It's simple and there's no way of you being able to ruin it like you inevitably will if you're doing something she enjoys." Carla explained.

Suddenly a light bulb went off over Natsu's head.

"And so then I came here to read some of Lucy's favorite books." Natsu says and gestures to the books. "I've heard her talk about how the stuff in them is 'so romantic' so I figured if I do something like the characters in her books do then I'll know what kind of romance she's lookin' for!"

He held up a book with a princess and a prince on the cover and gave his friends a goofy grin.

"Wow Natsu, that's actually a really good idea." Lily compliments.

"Thanks! I'm glad you guys can finally see I've got more than just flames and food on my brain." Natsu says proudly. "Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go take this cookbook, put a fire in the stove and make some food."

"Yep, that's the real Natsu alright." Happy says and smiles at him as he walks into the kitchen.

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Lucy nervously rubbed her arm as she walked up the path towards Natsu and Happy's house, thinking about the message that Happy had given her earlier today from Natsu.

"He wants me to come meet him at your house tonight?" Lucy asked.

"Yeah." Happy replied. "He said you don't have to wear anything fancy. Just whatever's comfortable. Oh and no need to worry about eating either, he's got that covered too!"

Lucy smiled to herself as she thought about how much effort Natsu seemed to be making with this date. He must have something nice in mind since he said he was going to cook for her. Although, given his history when it comes to cooking meals, she'll probably end up with a pile of ashes on her plate instead of something edible. But then she froze and gasped when Natsu and Happy's house came into sight, and it was nothing like what she had been expecting.

The trees were decorated with lights, giving the space a romantic glow, and on her right there was a picnic blanket and a basket of food. But in front of her, stood Natsu, wearing his normal clothes, and a bouquet of flowers in his hand that he held out to her.

"Hey there Luce." He says and blushes. "What do you think?"

"Oh Natsu..." She says softly and blushes.

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"G-Gray-sama!" Juvia shouts as pure bliss overtook her and Gray grunted above her.

"Fuck Juvia you're so good!" Gray groans then shouts a moan as he finishes.

His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, one hand still gripping the headboard as he came down from his high. Then he rolled off of Juvia and laid beside her in her bed.

"So much for being quiet." Gray says hoarsely.

Juvia giggled and turned on her side to snuggle up against him.

"Juvia isn't allowed to have boys in her room since this is a girl's dormitory for the guild. Gray-sama is going to get Juvia in trouble if he can't keep quiet." Juvia explains and Gray chuckles.

"Hey, banging here was your idea. And I haven't been the only one making noise here either." He reminds her with a smirk.

Juvia blushed and giggled and ran her fingers along Gray's sweaty, heaving chest. Tracing the patterns of his scars, and the love-bites she left on him before moving up to his necklace.

"Have you thought of any baby names yet?" Juvia asks as she plays with the sword pendent on Gray's chest.

"I've been too busy trying to remember my own name throughout these past few rounds, much less think of names for anyone else." Gray says and runs one of his sweaty, calloused hands through Juvia's hair.

Juvia chuckled and sat up, swinging her leg over Gray's torso so she straddled him and sat down on his lower abdomen while pressing her hands on his chest to steady herself.

"Has Juvia been that good for Gray-sama?" She asks seductively and runs her fingers down his well-sculpted torso.

Gray let out a deep hum and ran his hands along her pale thighs and up her waist, tracing her curves with his hands.

"Juvia has been everything Gray-sama has ever wanted and more." Gray answers her.

Juvia chuckles again and raises her hips, preparing to take him inside of her once more but then Gray continues.

"You've always been. Even before we stripped naked and made love to try for a baby." Gray says. "And I'm sorry it took me so long to see that but I do now, and I want you to know that I'm not just using you or taking your love for granted Juvia. I love you just as much as you love me. I told you I wanted you to stay by my side and I meant it. Forever. So, just to make it official-"

Gray put his hands together and Juvia watched with rapt attention as he made something in-between his hands and she gasped when she saw a ring with a diamond-shaped ice crystal in the center.

"I want to make you my wife Juvia. Will you marry me?" He asks her.

"Yes!" Juvia exclaims before throwing her arms around him and kissing him.

"Yes! Yes of course! This is what Juvia has been dreaming of for so long!" Juvia exclaims before kissing him again, even harder.

Gray was gasping for air by the time Juvia released his lips and proceeded to delve into a romantic fantasy about the perfect wedding and even though Gray could barely understand what she was saying because she was talking so fast, he looked at her like she was the most precious thing in the world to him. Because she was, and he was going to protect that beautiful smile of hers from anything that could threaten it.

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Lucy felt a warm feeling spread through her chest as she sat on the picnic blanket with Natsu. She couldn't believe how perfect everything was. The romantic atmosphere, the clear sky with a perfect view of the stars in the sky, and the delicious food that somehow wasn't even burned to a crisp.

"How could someone who knows nothing about romance do all of this?" Lucy asks her date.

"Hey give me some credit I'm not entirely clueless!" Natsu reorts. "I know what to do when it counts."

Lucy giggled and Natsu smiled at her.

"But to be completely honest, I went to your apartment while you were hanging out with Levy today and read some of those books that you like. I figured that if you liked the stuff in there then I should try to be like the guys in your book to be more romantic for you." Natsu says and smiles.

"Oh Natsu..." Lucy says and cups his cheek. "You don't have to be like them at all. I fell in love with you for who you are, destructiveness, denseness and everything that comes with it."

Natsu's eyes teared up a bit and he hugged her close to him and gave Lucy a big kiss on her cheek that made her laugh.

"Luce, when I first met you I thought you were the weirdest girl I've ever met and that you were annoying. And I still think both of those things about you sometimes, but now I've realized that I'm just as weird as you, and that makes you perfect to be my girl." Natsu says.

"Aw Natsu..." Lucy said and snuggled against his chest.

Everything felt all warm and fuzzy. Well, almost everything. A cold breeze blew past them and made Lucy shiver.

Natsu noticed and took off his scarf and wrapped it around her shoulders.

Lucy's heart stopped and she looked up at him. Neither of them had to say anything, they knew each other well enough by now that the looks each of them had in their eyes said it all. But tonight was special, so they finally said to each other...

"I love you Lucy." Natsu says and Lucy smiles.

"I love you too Natsu." She says before Natsu presses his mouth to hers.

Lucy smiled in-between kisses as Natsu kissed her.

Then the kisses got deeper. Lucy's hand came up and cupped Natsu's neck, absentmindedly stroking the scar on his neck while they hummed against each other's mouths.

Then Lucy's lips pulled away from his and Natsu leaned forward, chasing her mouth before opening his eyes. He was about to ask why she had pulled away, when she stood up and held her hand out to him. The blush on her cheeks was fierce.

"Why don't we continue this inside?" Lucy suggests.

"Huh? Why do you wanna go inside? You can't see the stars in there." Natsu asks, clearly confused by what Lucy was asking of him.

Lucy blushed and looked at the ground shyly.

"I don't want to see the stars right now. What I want to see is you. Naked." She says softly.

It took a moment but then it finally clicked for him what Lucy was asking and Natsu quickly stood straight up, eyes wide and a tent in his pants.

"O-oh uh, okay? Are you sure Lucy, I thought you wanted to take things slow?" Natsu asks.

"Yeah so did I but then we started kissing and I realized that we've already been taking our relationship slow for far too long, I'm ready to speed things up if you are." Lucy says.

"Oh Lucy I'm all fired up now!" Natsu exclaims.

Lucy laughs as Natsu picks her up in his arms and holds her waist as she cups his face in her hands and kisses him.

She giggled and held his shoulders as he carried her inside and then shut and locked the door.

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Gajeel and Levy walked together outside of Fairy Hills, Gajeel and Panther Lily carrying the last of her stacks of books.

"Hey so Lev, tell me again why you can't even carry one of these books?" Gajeel asks.

"Because I'm already busy carrying our darling children that you so kindly gave to me." She says with a smile, and a deathly glare from her eyes.

"Ah right of course, how could I forget about that, gihee." Gajeel says while a bead of sweat drips down his forehead.

Suddenly he notices something move out of the corner of his eye. He looks up at a window and sees Juvia in her nightgown running around excitedly while Gray stood there shirtless and watched her run around with a small smile on his face.

"Hey I thought this was a girls only dorm! What the hell is ice dick doing in Juvia's room!" Gajeel asks Levy with a frown on his face.

Levy smiled and giggled when she saw Gajeel growling at Gray in the window. She had forgotten how protective Gajeel was of Juvia. He didn't talk about it to too many people or show it often, but he actually cared about Juvia a lot. In Phantom Lord he saw how depressed she was and felt sorry for her. But then once they joined Fairy Tail and she was happy, Gajeel swore he would never let Juvia become depressed like the way she was again. Which is why he was so wary of Gray being so close to Juvia. He had only ever seen Gray reject Juvia and now all of a sudden he was spending time alone with her in her room? It seemed very suspicious.

Juvia ran past Gray again but this time Gray caught her arm and pulled her in close to him.

Gajeel and Panther Lily's jaws dropped to the ground, along with the books they were carrying when they saw Gray and Juvia kissing.

"What the hell!" Gajeel exclaimed. "When did this happen?"

Then he saw Juvia's hands grab Gray's belt and start to unbuckle it, while Gray pulled down one of the straps of her nightgown.

"Hey! Cut that out right now! You're not allowed to do that in there! Get off of Juvia!" Gajeel exclaims then runs back towards the door.

"I'm gonna arrest you Gray!" He shouts before disappearing inside.

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A/N: Thank you all so much for all the feedback on the first part! I had no idea my crack idea was gonna get so popular! So I hope you enjoyed this second part and if you want more, then give me some good comments on what you liked about this part and I'll write a part three as soon as I have time!

Also, that ending scene was inspired by Friends when Ross finds out about Chandler and Monica. I got the idea to write it after seeing this hilarious video 😂