#AND I HAD A SMALL TALK WITH ANOTHER CLASSMATE WHEN WALKING BACK TO THE DORM AND IT WENT OKAY CAHDE
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i also somehow managed to talk to two of my classmates for a literal hour outside of class about random stuff. I've never been able to do that
#seriously It felt weird because I've never ever been able to talk to classmates I'm not exactly close to outside of class#because majority of the time they're close friends or so for me#but they willingly talked to me? and we had a good convo? how#AND I HAD A SMALL TALK WITH ANOTHER CLASSMATE WHEN WALKING BACK TO THE DORM AND IT WENT OKAY CAHDE#WE TALKED ABOUT OUR GRADE AND STUFF????#im not used to this
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Venomous

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1,704
Warnings: Venom!Wanda Maximoff, Semi-Public Sex, Cunnilingus, Unrealistic Tongue Fucking, Belly Bulges, Degradation, Dirty Talk, Venom-Made Cock (idk what to call this to be honest) | 18+ Minors DNI
Summary: Wanda and her special friend get particularly hungry after class.
Hands traveled up your thighs, gushing with the venomous black stickiness that at times surrounded them entirely. You tried your best to push it away, but it was no use as small tentacles of goo pushed your underwear away. Eyes flickered from the front of the room to the person you shared a table with, huffing with frustration.
âNot here, Wanda. Save it for later,â you whispered with fear of being caught by the professor. You counted yourself lucky that you resided in the back of the room away from prying eyes, you taking notes while the woman beside you leaned against her chair. âGet it off me, now.â
âWhy? Donât you want to play a little game with me?â Came the question dripping with confidence. âCome on, Y/N, let me make you feel good. Our little Scarlet friend is desperate already. This morningâs playtime wasnât nearly long enough.â
âYou two are incorrigible. I hate you both.â
âNo you donât. You just hate that you like it so much,â Wanda shrugged, the symbiote she was wrapped in expressing her approval. âSheâs right. We could be having so much fun right here. Why donât you bend over the desk? Letâs show these dipshits how much of a little whore you are. Donât you want your pussy to feel good? Itâs so puffy and aching to be fucked. I can practically smell how wet you are from here.â
The remainder of your statistics class was spent taking notes, following the professorâs guidance, while simultaneously fighting off the symbioteâs advances. They were both right. You were drenched, but to be fair youâd blame them for having left you without release earlier that morning in the privacy of your shared dorm room. Wanda had formed herself a cock with Scarlet Witchâs goo, using it to pump herself in and out, groaning at how your pussy wrapped around her, hugging so tight.
When the time to leave came, you didnât dare bat an eye towards your classmate, instead grabbing your belongings and rushing off onto the halls of the building, your sweatpants pulled up â a nonchalant Wanda followed behind. Green eyes turned dark red, glowing with the hunger and desperation, lips cracked and desiring a sweet nectar only you provided. Neither her or the symbiote she carried around since the beginning of the school year could get enough of. Scarlet Witch, the venomous extraterrestrial specimen, was bonded to her forever so long as they had you.
When easily catching up to you, Wanda sighed. âYou know, itâs awfully rude to leave people behind like that. Especially your girlfriend,â she growled, pushing you close to her own body. The heat radiating from Wanda was intoxicating, your mouth watering as you could feel a small bit of Scarlet Witch against her clothed skin. âDonât make us hurt you, malyshka. We both know you spent the last time crying and begging us to stop.â The last time you dared push her away with whatever strength you could muster, Wandaâs anger got the best of her â sharp fangs had dug deep into your arm leaving you a sobbing mess. âMaybe if youâre good we can use the little toy from this morning. That slutty cunt of yours loved being stuffed with our cock. So fucking pathetic.â
âJust make it quick,â you gave in knowing that while Wandaâs darkest desires came out, sheâd still be soft on you. The same could not be said for the symbiote. âI have another class in a bit over an hour. I donât think we have time to walk back to-â
âOh shut up.â
As much as you wished to, you knew better than to question the path in which you were taken. All that mattered was that Wanda threw you against the wall of a nearby bathroom, locking the door behind as she stepped forth. Although she truly did not mind an audience, to show off her unabashed dominance over you entirely.
âLook at how fucking delicious she looks. Are you seeing this,â the symbiote never failed to be amazed by your appearance. Wanda merely hummed, stalking towards you before dropping to her knees. âIâm not blind, dumbass. Oh look at how pretty. You wouldnât mind if I pulled this down, right?â
âGo ahead,â you smirked, watching as your partner tugged at your pants. She drove them down torturously slow, your underwear following along. The black goo traveled across her body, each second causing a different area to be covered with the symbiote. Youâd never stop jumping even the slightest bit when wickedly sharp teeth morphed themselves with a deliciously long tongue dripping out saliva. âJust your tongue?â
âNo one gave you permission to speak. Keep quiet if you know whatâs good for you,â Scarlet Witch snarled. She pried your legs open until your cunt was in full view. Slick juices dripped down your inner thighs, an everlasting heat pulling her close. The oozing fluid accented your puffiness, folds practically begging to be parted as your hole screamed to be stuffed. âMine.â Wanda frowned at that. âOurs,â came the correction.
Hands found themselves over the sticky dark mound of goo as a means to support yourself. Many nights the three of you spent enjoying one another, Wanda using her symbiote to explore varying sensations, her pink tongue brushing against your pussy as she tasted you. Neither wished to be rushed. They took their patient time exploring your sex, lapping at the area between your legs while their tongue grew in size. Mixed saliva and your cream made for a rather tasty treat.
The slender muscle slid inside your throbbing hole, stretching your walls out with its massive length. âFuck thatâs so good. Fill me up, Wanda. I want you to make me cum,â you begged. Although control was something you lacked, they were mindful to do as you pleased. There lived a soft spot deep inside reserved solely for you. âGive me more.â
Neither Wanda nor Scarlet Witch were in a position to deny the request. The mighty tongue reached into your depths to the point your insides were fully stuffed, each small area coated by more than fifteen feet. Luscious wet orchestral noises coated your ears, fluids dripping down your inner thighs. While tentacles held your arms and legs in place, the creature beneath you too its time.
Fucking you with her tongue made Wandaâs growl mixed with Scarlet Witchâs noises rough and loud. They were sure to flick their oozing tongue against your clit, to torture the poor little bundle of nerves that they were so fond of. Gooey tentacles snuck down your shirt to grope your tits, squeezing the mounds harshly while your erect tender nipples were abused.
The hunger they face could not be easily tamed. After what felt like millennia with Wandaâs possessed body kneeling between your legs, tongue exploring your guts and pumping itself roughly inside you, she swooped to her feet.
âTake them off, now,â their joined voices growled at you, forcing you to tug off your pants to the floor, allowing them and your underwear pool at your feet. As much as they wished to devour you, neither was fond of your anger, so they carefully lifted up your shirt, pushing you against the wall and picking you up with extreme strength. âYouâre nothing but a little cock whore, huh? Do you want it? Letâs try it again.â
âGive it to me. I can handle it,â you challenged, wrapping your legs around Wandaâs venomous body. In awe, you stared down at the phallic creation which formed between her legs, all slick and dark, a goo that was large and girthy enough to make you see the stars as its size could be changed at will. âDonât be such a fucking pussy, Wanda. Stop stalling and give me your c-â
You didnât have an opportunity to finish as Wandaâs thick slimy cock eased itself in you. Your folds were spread apart, walls being delightfully stretched out. Surely that morning you had tried it for the first time, but it was even more enjoyable once Wanda got the hang of it. The pants she let out mixed with Scarlet Witchâs grunts were music to your ears.
âFucking whore. Thatâs all that you are, our little cumdump,â Wanda breathed out, her possessed arms digging their sharp nails into your skin. Half of her face was covered with the symbioteâs appearance while the other was herself. The pure animalistic movements of her, the carnal desperation she carried out when stuffed your pussy full with her dick, made your eyes roll to the back of your head. âYour cunt looks so fucking puffy. Doesnât it feel good? To be all full with our cock. Youâre gripping us so well. Oh youâre so warm and tight. Your pussy is amazing, baby.â
The tediously long tongue spread across your face, saliva being dripped across your jaw with numerous fangs that grazed your skin. Her dick enlarged inside of you, your walls being spread apart. A small bulge formed over your lower belly that Wanda created. She tugged at your limbs, tongue shoving itself down your your throat while she fucked you with might.
âCum for us now, baby. Show us how much of a stupid fucking cock bitch you are. Such a tight pussy,â they barked, causing you to yelp loudly. âYeah moan like that, mutt. So full with our cock. Youâre nothing but a fucktoy, a sexdoll that canât do anything right but be a goddamn fleshlight.â
All that came from the utmost arousal you faced was a gushing wave of fluids. You squirted all over their cock. Your body was unmoving as the gooey tentacles held you in place, moans muffled by the tongue which fucked your throat. Wanda didnât stop fucking you as you made a mess over her dick. If anything she went faster, foreheads pressed together when several tentacles pressed against the belly bulge.
âFeels good,â you tried to incoherently say, but were dissuaded by Wandaâs possessive demeanor. âWandaâŚâ
âShut up.â Although you had creamed all over her, Wandaâs movements never ceased. She aimed to claim you fully within the campusâ bathroom. âNow be a good little fleshlight and kneel. Time for you to clean up your mess, whore.â
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hi!! i was curious if you would write something that starts out with barty x reader and evan is just friends with both of them before feeling like heâs impeding on their relationship (a little bit angsty if youâre comfortable with that) but barty and reader tell him that heâs not impeding at all and theyâre actually very interested in him joining their relationship (totes no worries if not!!)
pairing: poly!rosekiller x reader
summary: request above!
word count: 1.8k
a/n: thank you for your your request, this somehow came much easier to me than i thought it would? (iâm blaming the fact that they have been consuming my every thought since last week) not proofread btw
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evanâs not sure when it started, when it started feeling less like evan hanging out with two of his close friends and more like evan third wheeling two of his closest friends.
he dislikes it, the change. it makes him feel silly, why does he want to spend this much time with two people who obviously have no obligation to him outside of friendship? (and why does he wish that would change?)
he watches you and barty stroll ahead of him in the streets of hogsmeade, inhibiting himself from increasing his walking speed to catch up to the two of you, to join in the boisterous laughter that you two share.
instead, he lets himself watch longingly of what he so wishes was his future. his eyes travel along the landscape of the small town, always finding his eyes making their way back to your shared figures ahead of him.
your hair catching the orange glare of the setting sun, comparable in brightness to the smile on bartyâs face as he listens to you babble nonsensically about a novel you had been reading.
evan allows himself only a single moment to mourn, mourn a love he had never really had in the first place, but nonetheless mourn the loss.
he knew he could never tell either of you of his feelings, he had watched the both of you fall in love, the shared glances, lingering touches and lovesick gazes.
all of which he longed to experience yet knew that neither of you would ever reciprocate his feelings. so he tortured himself in spending his free time with you both, to limit suspicion, but ever so slightly, pulling away, tending to walk behind the both of you, instead of with, sitting behind the two of you in class but always paired with another classmate for projects. studying with the two of you in the library, but always leaving early with one or more excuses.
barty and you had noticed, of course you had, but chalked it up to evan only adjusting to the shift in dynamic between your trio. you both missed him dearly but never asked for him to stay in fear of pushing him further away.
and thus, in a viscious cycle, the three of you drifted further apart than ever before, each party too afraid of admitting that they missed the other and impeaching on unconscious boundaries.
however, as you and barty walk down hogsmeade, evan trailing behind the two of you like a glorified guard dog rather than your best friend, you murmur to your lover, âwe need to talk to himâ with a sad look.
barty turns to you with furrowed eyebrows, âwhat if he doesnât want to talk?â he says and you canât help but turn and pitifully look back at evanâs bored yet slightly sad expression.
âwe have to try, i-we canât lose himâ you emphasize and barty nods in understanding before placing a hand on your cheek.
âweâll talk with him when we reach the castle, okay angel?â he says with a soft murmur, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. you hum in acknowledgement before closing your eyes.
evanâs heart clenches at the sight of the two of you, so perfectly fit together, how could he ever compete? not that he wanted to, but he knew deep down that he would never be what either of you wanted nor needed and it was better to cut his losses than to have his heart broken unexpectedly.
as you reach the castle, you all make your way to the slytherin common room and up to barty and evanâs shared dorm. evan is about to make an excuse about studying in the library to avoid being alone with you two but before he can make his escape, your voice breaks the silence in the empty dorm.
âevan.â your tone is soft and calming, yet evanâs heart drops to his stomach, clenching painfully as he closes his eyes in an âoh fuckâ moment.
he turns to you with a fake smile, beckoning you to continue, hoping whatever youâre going to say, it isnât what he thinks it is.
âwhatâs going on?â so itâs exactly what he thinks it is, he doesnât have to play into this, he doesnât have to give you the answers you seek- âwhatâs what?â he asks as he shrugs, faking nonchalance at the situation.
you and barty share a look that has evan clenching his jaw, âyouâre pulling away from us!â you accuse him. the silence that follows is defeaning, the only sound is evanâs sharp intake of breath.
âwe donât have to talk about this-â evan says quickly as he looks alarmed at the both of you before barty scoffs.
âyes we fucking doâ and thereâs a âdonât argue with meâ tone in his voice. evan only avoids his gaze as he looks at his shoes and shrugs once again.
âit doesnât matter-â he says again with an avoidant tone, barty only growls in annoyance. âyes it fucking does evan! we miss you!â barty states loudly and evan canât help but flinch as he meekly looks up and meets bartyâs gaze.
you clench your jaw in hope that it stops the tears from welling in your eyes. âdid we do something? to-make you uncomfortable?â your voice breaks midway and evanâs wide eyed gaze jumps to yours in alarm and worry at the tears in your eyes.
âno!-no.â he shakes his head with wide eyes, âfuck.â he says as he looks down again and blows out a breath as he rakes a hand through his messy blonde hair.
âitâs just-â he blows out a frustrated breath. âi canât do thisâ he shakes his head as his voice wobbles, you look at barty whose gaze is swimming in worry.
âevanâ barty starts softly, in the same tone he uses just for you, evan flinches as he hears it and shakes his head again, this time more frantically as he pulls at his roots.
he looks at barty in an almost manic movement, looking comparably to a rabid animal backed into a corner. âdonât-â he starts as he chokes up, âdonât use that fucking toneâ he says as he wraps his arms around himself. ânot-not when you use it with her, not when i know it doesnât mean the same as thingâ he stammers out as he backs himself more into the wall.
âevanâ bartyâs eyes soften and you look at him again before deciding to walk closer to evan, âis that what this is about?â you ask softly, your heart clenching as he withdraws from you further, not letting you come any further towards him.
âwhat else could it possibly be about!â he cries out and looks at the two of you, gaze jumping from both of your figures as tears fall steadily past his pale cheeks.
âiâm sorry, i didnât mean for it to happen, it just did-â
âevan..â
â-and i tried to pull away but it just kept getting worse and you guys started noticing but didnât say anything-â
âevan.â
â-i was trying to get over it, it was only a small crush! i would have never broken that boundary between the two of you-â
âEVAN!â the yell breaks evan out of his rambling as he looks at barty in shock.
âwhy didnât you tell us?â you ask softly as your lip wobbles, your arms finding their way around your midsection in an attempt to self soothe your anxiety.
âtell you?!â evan cries incredulously as if the idea was implausible. âyesâ barty says stiffly. âbecause you two are together?! and you donât feel the same! which is understandable because iâm not really anything you should want but!-â
âwho said we didnât like you?â barty asks sternly and evanâs almost ramble is cut short as he looks at barty dumbfounded before turning his gaze to look at you as if to ask âdid you just hear what your boyfriend just said or am i going insane?â to which you look pointedly at him.
âwell?â you prompt with a quirked brow, still somewhat shaking from the fear bubbling under your skin.
âwell- i mean- nobody? but itâs implied when two people are in a committed relationship that theyâre not really on the market anymore-â evan starts before you butt in,âweâre not.â
you say helpfully before evan nods in acquiescence, âsee!-so you would never-!â
âthat doesnât include you loveâ barty says with a huff, but you can tell by his voice thereâs a small smile on his face as he watches evan struggle to come to terms with what your boyfriend is saying.
âyou-? you two- want me?!â he asks, eyes widening and posture tensing. barty and you turn to each other with shared smiles before you turn to evan with a small shrug with a grin blooming over your face, âalways haveâ you admit shyly and watch as evan blanches.
âuh-â evan looks between the two of you, speechless.
âiâm going to walk up to you now love, iâd appreciate it if youâd let me hug you love, because if you donât it might just break my heartâ barty jokes with smirk before taking slow and cautious steps towards evanâs figure in the corner of the dorm.
evan allows himself to be comforted by the familiarity of bartyâs arms around him, he melts into the hug as he exhales a breath of relief. he opens his eyes to meet your gaze behind bartyâs back as you watch the two of them with a gentle smile on your face.
evan taps bartyâs shoulder in a gentle touch to ask if he can let him go, barty pulls away slowly before looking into evanâs gaze, âiâm not good with communicating what i want, for that iâm sorry, but as far as iâve been concerned, youâve been mine since fourth year.â barty admits with heat in his gaze and evanâs mouth drops open as the other boy pulls away nonchalantly and walks back over to his bed on the other side of the dorm.
âyou like meâ evan states dumbly as he looks at you and you canât help but have a small laugh at his expense before walking over to him in less cautious steps in comparison to barty, âseems soâ you murmur as you stand in front of him with a small smile, letting him have the freedom to make the first move, should he choose to.
he blows out a breath before nodding and placing a hand on your cheek as he gazes into your eyes with adoration, leaning down and pressing his forehead to yours. he closes his eyes and breathes in deeply before youâre pulled into a comforting embrace. you slowly wrap your arms around his waist.
you both stand in a comfortable silence before bartyâs voice breaks the silence, âcan you two come and do that on the bed before i go and complain to regulus about being neglected?â he complains from the middle of his bed.
you two pull away and share a humorous glance before you walk hand in hand to his bed.
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um hi elle!! asking tenya ida âwill you ever kiss me?â or smth to that effect ! fkfjdjdjcmb đŠľđŠľđŠľ
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note: 1.1k wc, fluff with a touch of angst (in the beginning), wingmen denki and toko, mentions of kamijiro & kacchako, hope u enjoy!

you watch as the sun sets over the UA dorms, casting the world in a golden glow. you sat with tenya on one of the benches lining the path from the dorms to the main school building. the two of you sat in a comfortable but tension charged silence. you could feel each time he adjusted his position, slowly getting closer to you. you felt your pinkie tips brush against one another, the contact making you flinch before relaxing again.Â
your heart pounded in your chest, your eyes flickering to tenyaâs face. his eyes are already trained on you, his cheeks flushed and lips parted. your body angles toward tenya, your nails digging into the concrete bench holding the two of you. was this it? was he finally gonna kiss you?
tenya clears his throat, his head ducking as his gaze locks onto the dirt floor below your feet. he pushes his glasses up his nose from where they had slid down before standing up, offering you a hand, âwe should head inside.â
your eyebrows furrow up at him, your lips parted as you think of what to say. this is howâd it been for weeks, you knew tenya wanted to take things slow, and you did too, but not this slow. you easily stand up on your own, ignoring tenyaâs hand, a look of dismay crossing his face.Â
âwill you ever kiss me?â you posed, your arms moving to hug yourself as tenya sputters.Â
ây/nââ he hesitated, his arms twitching at his sides, wanting to comfort you, but you wanted to take things slow. the problem was tenya waited for you to make moves, not wanting to rush or pressure you.Â
âlisten, Iâll see you in class, just.. get your thoughts together.â you say, walking past tenya into the 1A dorm building. you gave a simple greeting to everyone before getting a dish of dinner and sitting beside mina on the couch.Â
âyou just get back from hanging out with iida? how was itttt?â mina drags out, giddy over the class couple. you sigh, beginning to dig into the dinner your classmates prepared.Â
âwell when he first asked me out he told me he wanted to take things slow, and i totally get it! iâm the same way.. but itâs been weeks and all weâve done is held hands, twice.â you rant, your voice hushed as to not attract everyoneâs attention. mina listens attentively as she eats, nodding along to your words.Â
âwellââ she cuts herself off, finishing her bite and swallowing before continuing, âi think youâve gotta talk to him about it, heâll never know for sure otherwise,â she advised, leading you to sigh before nodding.Â
âi know.. iâll do it tomorrow, when weâve both got clear heads, yâknow?â you stand up from the couch, padding over to the sink to rinse your dish. you bid an early goodnight to everyone before heading to your dorm.
unbeknownst to you, your rant travels from mina to jiro, and from jiro to denki and tokoyami. the two boys, denki dragging tokoyami along approach tenya, the boy looking up at them confused.
âyes? what is it, kaminari?â he asks the blonde, a tense smile on his face.Â
âweâve gotta talk,â denki says, grabbing tenyaâs arm and attempting to pull him away. tenya stands up, placing his dish on the counter to come back to. denki sighs in relief as he now guides both tenya and tokoyami to the first floor hallway, devoid of any listening ears, besides jiro maybe.Â
âlisten, bud, we know you and y/n are struggling right now,â the blonde starts off, placing his hand 'soothingly' on tenyaâs shoulder. tenyaâs eyebrows furrow at the boy, grasping his wrist and placing his hand back at his side, âweâre what?â
tokoyami shakes his head, nudging kaminariâs shoulder with his own, âkaminari doesnât mean that. weâve heard that you two got into a small altercation in your relationship.â the dark haired boy starts off, âweâre here to assist you in clearing it up.â
tenyaâs eyes widen slightly, his face flushing at the mention of your guysâ relationship. denki grins at the boyâs reaction resting his elbow on tokoyamiâs shoulder he leans forward, pointing a finger gun at tenya.Â
âso spill them juicy secrets, glasses boy!â the blonde urges, flashing a pearly grin. tenya sighs, disheartened by having the electric boy help fix his relationship. he takes his glasses off, massaging the bridge of his nose briefly before replacing his glasses once again.Â
âwe were outside, just sitting on one of the benches and when i suggested we go inside, she asked âwill you ever kiss me,â and then walked inside. i was waiting for her to initiate anything because she said she also wanted to take our relationship slow.â tenya vents to the two boys, tokoyami nodding in tandem with tenyaâs words and denki staring blankly as he listens.Â
âwellââ
âobviously she wants you to kiss her, and usually girls want guys to make the first move, tenya buddy. i know youâre just being a gentleman and all, but trust me, girls like it when the guy initiates it.â denki insights, clueless to his violet-haired girlfriendâs rolling eyes as she listens in.Â
âbest course of action would probably be to kiss her tomorrow, as soon as you see her,â denki advises as Tenyaâs gaze flickers from the blonde to the dark haired boy, who only nods in agreement.Â
tenya goes back to the kitchen, cleaning up as if in a trance. he collected all the dishes from everyone, washing each of them in silence as he contemplated how he should approach you. eventually he retires to his dorm room, rolling restlessly in the early hours of the night before finally passing out.
the next morning, you and mina are heading to the school building, walking side by side before you hear your name get called, you turn your head watching as tenya speeds over to you. you hear mina yelp as sheâs pulled away by kaminari, but before you can respond to that tenyaâs less than a foot away from you, his hand cupping your cheek, his own cheeks flushed.Â
âyes?â you ask timidly, feeling your cheeks heat at the notion.Â
âmay i kiss you?â he murmurs, his nose already brushing yours as you nod. you feel his slightly chapped lips melt against yours, your hand moving to wrap around his neck before you hear a familiar voice.Â
âIT'S EIGHT IN THE GODDAMN MORNING, I DO NOT WANT TO SEE FOUR EYES SWAPPING SPIT!â bakugo yells from a few feet behind you two, causing the two of you to part. you look past tenya to see bakugo with ochako on his arm, grumbling as she berates him for ruining the moment. you chuckle softly before turning back to tenya, planting a gentle peck on his lips before taking his hand in yours, âthank you,â
âmy pleasure,â he says softly as the two of you continue to walk, now ready to start the day.
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Puppy Love ( ૮ ËśË ďť ËËś á )
Characters: Monoma Neito x Female (Y/N)
How you managed to grow attracted to the loud, arrogant mascot of Class 1B is a mystery to your peers. This is so to even yourself, though you chalked it up to a "curiosity killed the cat" scenario. Over the course of your first three weeks of being in UAâs Class 1B, you decided to be the annoying cat poking at his side. It was hard to not pay attention to him, so why not make it fun?
He was a bit irritated at first. You were pretty sure he had some underlying insecurity because every time you mentioned him being scared of being outshone by Class 1A, he'd get into a hissy fit. You stopped talking about this as much when Kendo Itsuka indirectly hinted it'd be best to, but that didn't stop your other antics. You'd leave sticky notes of hilarious drawings about him on his desk, in his backpack, and in his shoe locker. You'd follow him around like a lost puppy in the building--sometimes to the bathroom door on accident. You'd pester him with questions too. There's been several occasions you asked about his favorite snacks or other items and got just as much the opposite as possible.
A few classmates joked that you were bullying him, but it wouldn't really be bullying if Monoma Neito eventually learned to save a seat for you in the cafeteria or keep the gifts you gave him despite not liking them, right? Would he have hated you if he'd ask to walk you home back before the dorms were built, chiding that someone as weak as you needed someone as strong as him? Did he really want you to stop pestering him if he sought out for you in the girl's section of the dorm watching TV in the living room for two hours? It was unusual you werenât already a trumpet in his ear by that time, after all.
"What are you doing here?" Tokage Setsuna questioned when she exited her room to see Monoma walking down the hall in her direction. "You know the boys' section is on the other side, right?"
Monoma startled but settled his composure quick. "Yes, I know. I'm just looking for something. I seem to have lost it."
"So you're looking for it here?"
"Well, I haven't found it anywhere else yet. Perhaps someone picked it up and dropped it."
"What are you looking for?"
"Uhâa decorated blue hair pin. It's small but fits well with one of my polos."
"You wear hair pins?"
He scoffed. "Hair pins are an accessory not just for girls. It could be that someone on this side picked it up, thought it was cute, and kept it."
"Sure...." Tokage leaned her back against her door and crossed her arms. A smirk crept onto her face. "You sure you didn't lose anything else? Maybe someone with (your hair color) hair?"
"I'm sure."
"Well then, I'll help you look for this pin."
"Oh! No need!" Monoma replied, waving his hands in front of his chest. "I think I can find it on my own. Even if I don't find it, I can easily buy another one later."
Tokage's smirk grew into a wide grin. "Come on, it's better to search with two pairs of eyes instead of one!"
"Really, thank you, butâ!â
"Monoma-kun?"
The two turned to a door further down the hall that just opened. Out came you in your pajamas, hair a bit of an entangled mess. A yawn escaped your lips. "Do we have class today?"
"No, we don't. And what are you doing just now getting out of bed?!" He hurried over to you and brushed some hairs from your face. "It's 3 in the afternoon, for goodness' sake!"
You furrowed your brows. "'m sorry. I slept in."
Tokage watched him chide you for wasting the morning away. It was comical how both of you denied romantic feelings for each other, and yet here you two were acting like a relationship was in progress. Her stomach suddenly growled. She pushed herself off her door. "I'm gonna get some lunch. Good luck. (Y/N)-chan, Monoma said he lost a blue hairpin. Why don't you help him find it? See you guys!"
After bidding Tokage goodbye, you looked up at the blond boy. "You wear hair pins?"
"Wellâsometimes! Not recently, justâuhâon occasion. But no matter! I can buy another one some other time!" Monoma bumped your shoulder, urging you forward. "Hurry and get ready for the day. I'm so awfully bored."
You chuckled. "Aww, you missed me?"
"As if!"
You and Monoma's dynamic was fun and rather straightforward at firstâan enemies to friends type of dynamic. Most of the class could see through the teasing that you two cared about each other and enjoyed each other's company. Overtime, however, you found yourself growing frustrated with the boy. Weeks of being by his side made your heart grow fond of him, but he didn't state anything of the same effect your companionship had on him. When you teased that he loved you or missed you, he shut it down fast. Although not out of character, it began to hurt you.
After an in-depth confession to Kendo in her room (and a small moment of you crying on her shoulder), she messaged you the next day to go on hangouts with her after school every other day with Hiryu Rin. She mentioned in the text conversation that she believes some time away from Monoma might help. You agreed.
You and Rin were good friends, but you two never hung out or talked outside of classes and when you both happened to be in the same vicinity. The first day all three of you hung out started a little awkward, but it became an entertaining pasttime quick. You three hung out at an arcade, at coffee shops, in the gym training, and even on runs to the grocery store. When you three didn't feel like going outside, you guys would sit on the floor in front of the TV and parallel play.
When the dorms were established, Monoma walked by your side with the rest of class to the dorms. With you on hangouts immediately after school now, he bid you, Kendo, and Rin a simple farewell and continued chatting with the rest of your classmates. A pang hit your heart upon his nonchalant goodbye, but you shoved it down. Once the three of you returned, you'd hangout with him and a few others in the dorm after settling down.
So imagine your surprise when a knock sounded on your door two hours after you returned from another fun hangout with Kendo and Rin. You hadn't been expecting anyone since you planned on resting in that day, so you were especially not expecting Monoma to be standing there when you popped the door open a tad.
He looked at you sternly. "Can we talk?"
"Ohâuhâsure," you replied, caught off guard by his unusual facial expression. You welcomed him inside and gestured for him to sit on your desk's chair, which he did so as you shut the door and sat on your bed. Your fingers fiddled with the blanket beneath you. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Do you like Rin?"
Your shrimp posture was no longer as you shot up. "What?! No! I mean, he's a great friend, but I haven't thought about...like...dating him yet."
"Yet?"
"I mean it like I didn't consider it!"
He pulled out his phone, opened a text message thread, clicked on an image to expand it, and showed it to you. "What's this?"
It was a selfie Kendo took of you, Rin, and her on a grocery store run. The angle was pointed down at the group, with only Kendo's eyes coming into frame while she held the phone up. Not realizing she was taking a selfie until the picture was taken, you and Rin stood side by side picking avocados. You had to admit the side profile of you and Rin's laugh was kind of adorable, but you were pulled from reminiscing that day by Monoma clearing his throat.
You backed away from the phone. "This happened last week. Why are you bringing it up?"
"You and Rin look awfully close." He put his phone away and crossed his arms. Contrary to the indication of his body language, his face softened as well as his tone. "You know, if you like Rin, you can tell me. I just want to know."
"Why?"
"Well, since we both hangout a lot, I wouldn't want to interfere with your time with him. Maybe you two couldâI don't knowâI could offer him my seat in class from now on so you two can get to talk more."
You shook your head. "It's fine, really! Me and Rin can talk after class."
He got up from your chair and laughed, rolling his eyes. "Then you two can talk during class as well. A desk is just a desk, after all. I'll tell him to switch seats with me after dinner."
Once he started heading for the door, you jumped from your bed and snatched his wrist, trying to pull him back. "Monoma, stop! It's okay, really! I don't mind!"
He wretched his wrist free only for you to grab it again. "And I don't mind playing matchmaker for my dear friends, believe me."
"Stop! Please don't!"
"I like sitting with you! Trust me, it's okay!"
"Yes, but it'd be a good idea to help you with your love ordeal."
Escaping your grasp once more, his hand fell on the door handle and his shoulder touched the door. In a last ditch effort, you threw your arms around his shoulders and pulled him back in. "I LIKE YOU! STOP!"
And that he did.
Time skipped a beat before he backed away from the door, turning wide-eyed to look at you. Tears rested on your waterline. After darting his eyes around the room, Monoma hurriedly guided you to your bed again. "I'm so sorry, please don't cry."
"I like you! I've been liking you!" you whined as you clung onto Monoma's shirt despite him trying to lay you down. He gave up and embraced your body in one hand while patting your back with the other. You buried your face in his neck. "I told you I like you!"
"I'm sorry. I didn't realize you liked me so much." He shushed you for a while before adding, "I shouldn't have questioned you this way. I'm so sorry. Please don't cry, (Y/N)-chan."
"I already am..."
"Oh. Right."
Needless to say, Monoma was not the best source of comfort. But he did his best. Once your breathing calmed down, he sat behind you and rested you against his body. You couldnât bear the thought of him seeing you cry, so you were grateful when he passed you a tissue. After wiping your face and tossing the tissue in the trash can, you leaned your head against his chest. His heart raced; you could feel it.
Monomaâs hands wrapped around both of yours. âIâm so sorry.â
Heat rushed to your face at the sight of your hands. A headache began to form in the back of your head. âItâs okay. I know you want to help me, but I really do like you. I have for a while.â
âWhy didnât you say anything?â
âBecause you didnât look like you liked me back.â
âWhat makes you say that?â
âUm. You donât really do anything romantic. Sure, we hang out a lot, but it just feels like hangouts as friends. Well, it did to me until I caught feelings, but you know what I mean. I justâI didnât know what to do about these feelings.â
You raised your head and finally looked at guilty expression on his face. The question of whether he liked you back caught in your throat, but the twitches in his lips as he struggled to find the words to speak left a sinking feeling in your gut.
At last, he let out a sigh and squeezed you in an embrace. âIâm sorry. I donât know what to do. Thank you forâuhâfor thinking of me so, but I need to figure out how to go about this. Can you give me some time to respond properly?â
You squeezed him back. âYes, of course.â
After sitting in your room for a good five minutes doing nothing but holding each other, Monoma exclaimed he needed to help prepare dinner downstairs and excused himself. You cursed yourself in your head for confessing in such a way. But there was no turning back now.
At dinner, you both sat next to each other as normal, but conversation was awkward, to say the least. Neither of you could properly look the other in the eye despite briefly talking about subjects unrelated to the incident. For most of the meal, you both opted to talk to other peers. Things were not so different in class. Despite sitting beside each other, you two spoke little. You couldnât bring yourself to tease him after the fool you made of yourself, and it felt like Monoma was distancing himself despite the fact that he still sat next to you at lunch and walked beside you on the way to the dorms.
Kendo Itsuka messaged you only three days later, questioning what on earth happened. You told her about the incident, and the next thing you knew, Kendo barged into your room professing apology after apology. She explained that although she did want to give you space from Monoma, another purpose of the hangouts with her, you, and Rin was to make Monoma jealous. Sheâd gotten the idea from movies but hadn't expected this outcome. You forgave her and thanked her for her efforts. After all, you could see the potential. It was unfortunate Monoma was not like the guys in her movies.
A week passed. The awkward silence was getting unbearable. You really wished youâd demanded a deadline for his consideration.
For once, your bedroom felt suffocating, so while other students opted for the privacy of their rooms, you sat on the couch watching a drama on a very casual day. You were pretty bored until footsteps sounded behind you. You turned your head to see Monoma. You moved your legs off the couch and watched as he sat beside you.
He nodded. âHey.â
âUhâhi.â
You both faced the TV. After a week of this, all you two could muster was a simple greeting? You internally cringed. It was enough to suffer through silence with others around. Why would he come down just for this?
You soon found out why as you felt something on your handâthat something turning out to be Monomaâs hand. Your heart pounded faster. âWhat are you doing?â
He turned to you and sputtered, âIâumânothing.â
Before he could remove his hand, you snatched it and held it firmly. His admittedly cute, nervous face fueled your nearly dead desire to tease him. âMonoma-kun, thereâs no way you could have accidentally done that.â
âWellâIâ!â He pursed his lips then shook his head. âIâm not used to this.â
âWeâve never held hands before.â
âI mean romance, stupid!â He scowled, lifting your conjoined hands and shaking it as if it was an obvious clue in a murder mystery. âI tell you I need to think it over. Then, I am holding your hand! What do you think that means?!â
Your eyes widened. âYouâŚlike me?â
âCome on! Iâm leaving.â
Before he could get up, you lurched forward and took a hold of his arm. âMonoma-kun, no! You have to say it! Tell me if itâs a yes or no. Please?â
After a moment of continuing to look away, he finally turned to face you again with furrowed brows. âI like you. I have also been for a while now.â
âAWW, YOU LOVEEE ME?â
âIâM LEAVING!â
âNO! IâM JUST KIDDING!â
Joy couldnât even begin to describe how you felt. Apparently so didnât it describe Monomaâs feelings because despite numerous statements of saying heâd leave, he buried himself further into your company until he ended up lying with his head in your lap, still holding your hand.
You still needed to figure out whether you two were going to officially date right after this, but that can wait. Only this time, you were going to make sure he compensated for the overthinking your situation has caused.
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Pairing: frat boy Noah x female reader
reader has a name (Ella Thompson, but the story is written in 'your' POV)
Warnings: 18+ MDNI! / alcohol / protected sex / friends with benefits / let me know if anything else should be taged!
Words: 3,7k
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Author's note: I fell in love with frat boy Noah while writing this, so feel free to elaborate or send thots, I'll maybe make this a 'thing', maybe series? What do you think?
Inspired by this song:
feel your eyes watchin' me, so I'm movin' on him just so you can see, told you I was gonna get you right back, oh, you don't really like that? â¨
You and Noah met at sociology class you both had to attend in junior year at college. Your majors not similar at all, his being economics and finance and your neuropsychology. You never had the same classes until now, so he was just another one of pretty school boys for you. You never paid much attention to him as you were actually interested in topics your professor talked about in classes, but you couldnât say the same about Noah. You caught his eye the first week of when he entered the big study room and you were the first one there, working on your neurology project with headphones on. When you noticed movement around you and lifted your head, Noah only gave you a small nod and sat few rows behind you. That was your first encounter.
Your second encounter was when you were at the opening party at a frat house. You liked going out, having fun time and drinks with your friends. You usually let them pick the place or party youâre going to be attending, so you didnât have a clue where youâd end up that night. You had pre drinks at your shared dorm with your two best friends, picking outfits and doing each otherâs makeup. You ended up wearing black leather skirt that ended just above your knees, basic black top and matching leather jacket over your shoulders. That was bold outfit for you, so you decided for some natural makeup look with red lips. You felt good that night, the alcohol in your system helping your confidence.
When you entered the frat house the party was already on, music on full volume and people all over the place. You found some of your classmates and had shots with them, then settled on the big red couch in the living room to play some stupid game that involved alcohol.
After while your friends were too occupied either with kissing boys or chugging vodka down their throats, so you went to find kitchen to have some water for a change.
âWouldnât think of you as a party girl.â you heard deep male voice behind you, but didnât know if he was talking to you. When you looked around and saw only few younger boys chatting in the corner about god knows what, you turned around to see the pretty tatted boy looking at you.
âWhy not?â you asked.
âYou look like someone who spends their Friday night studying at home. You always have book in front of you at school.â Noah answered your question with a teasing smile.
âWell, thatâs so I can have fun on a Friday night instead of reading books.â you crossed your arms over your chest, not knowing where this small talk will get you.
âSmart and funny, I like that.â he said, taking small steps towards you.
âSo, youâre part of the fraternity then?â
âWhy would you think that?â
âYou look like someone who spends their Friday night partying and having one night stands.â you shot back.
âYouâre almost right. I am in this fraternity, I like partying on Friday nights,â he slowly walked in your direction, making you walk backwards until your back hit the counter and he caged you in with his arms on your sides, âbut I donât do one night stands.â
You felt his breath on your cheek, as he leaned closer to your face.
âOh, sorry for making assumptions then.â you said just a bit louder than whisper.
You didnât do one night stands either, but you blamed alcohol that night for ending with Noah between your legs, his tongue deep inside your pussy and your fingers in his dark hair. You had sex with him in a room you later found out wasnât even his, he lived in an apartment 10 minutes away from the campus. The sex was great and you actually enjoyed talking with him after he got you finish for the second time that night.
Since then you said âHiâ to each other at every sociology class and at every party you both were. Leaving those parties together also became regular thing that grew into friends with benefits type of thing. You agreed on casual sex, without dates and feelings. You sometimes ordered food or watched movie, but never in a romantic way. And you liked it that way.
Until Noah started flirting with other girls at parties. You werenât jealous, because it was always you who was screaming his name later, but you didnât like the uneasy feeling in your tummy everytime you saw a girl touch his bicep or him to lean down to the girls ear so she could hear what he was saying.
You liked what you two had and didnât want to lose it. So you talked to him about it one night, which lead to an argument instead of sex and orgasms. He told you that itâs just harmless flirting and if youâre jealous that means you caught feelings for him and that he doesnât want that. You tried to tell him itâs not like that, that you just donât want to continue this thing between you if he wants to have sex with other girls and that you would understand if he would want to end it, but he didnât listen. You didnât talk to each other for three weeks and he made sure you saw every single one of his flirt attempts at parties.
So you decided to do the same tonight. You went for short black dress with deep V neck that made your boobs look amazing. The dress probably made the trick as you found yourself talking with a guy from the same fraternity Noah was part of. You were leaning against the wall in their living room as he hovered over you. You didnât pay much attention to what he was saying, you were watching Noah with red haired girl at the couch. When your eyes met you saw something in Noahâs eyes that you havenât seen there before. Jealousy? Anger? His eyes were dark and he was staring at you.
The boy whoâs name you forgot like ten seconds after he told you, started touching your hips and leaning towards you too much for you liking, so you excused yourself and went for the bathroom.
âWhat the hell was that?â you heard Noahâs voice when you opened the bathroom door and he was leaning against the wall opposite you.
âExcuse me?â you raised your eyebrow at him.
âWhat kind of show was that supposed to be?â he was angry, you could hear it in his voice.
âA show? You mean the same show youâve been doing the past three weeks? Itâs not so nice from the other side, is it?â
He didnât want to hear another word, so he pushed you back into the tiny bathroom.
Iâm yours again when you walk away, you know if you leave, I ain't gonna stay, when I'm doin' good, you get me off track, and I guess I kinda like that. â¨
âCome to my place with me?â Noah said between kisses and lifted you so you sat next to the sink.
He was jealous, but wouldnât admit it. But you felt it in the way he was kissing you, his tongue fighting for dominance and his hands in your hair, pulling at them every once in a while.
âSay youâre sorry Noah.â you said breathlessly, leaning back from him until your back touched the cold mirror behind you.
âSorry for what?â he had your lipstick all over his lips and chin, he looked hot like that, marked.
âNoah.â you knew he knew what you were asking from him, but he was too proud to say it.
âCome to my place with me and let me show you how sorry I am?â he asked you, already kneeling in front of you. He knew what your weakness is, so how could you say no to him when he was already pulling your panties to the side.
you make me really, really good at makin' bad decisions, all my friends know where to look every time I go missin', seven texts and two missed calls, know I can't ignore 'em all, said that I'm gonna be sleepin' at mine, i lied. â¨
You knew you should have said no, but you missed him. You missed his touch, his hands all over your body, his mouth on your skin and how good he could make you feel.
After your argument three weeks ago, your friends told you that you should stop seeing him, that what he started doing wasnât acceptable and that you should know your worth, but he was just so addictive. So when your friends saw you two leave, you felt ashamed and tried to avoid their stare. You knew that youâll find missed calls and unread messages on your phone in the morning, but you didnât care at that moment. You just wanted, no, needed to feel Noahâs skin on yours again. You craved him, the satisfaction he was able to give you.
uh oh, I couldn't help myself, i'm almost at your house again, again, uh oh, I'm one foot in the door, my clothes are on your floor again, again. i get a little drunk and it's all I want, tomorrow I'll be sick, but tonight I'm numb, uh oh, now we can just pretend, we won't do it again, again, again. â¨
The drive to Noahâs place was short, the taxi driverâs music loud enough for him not to hear all the dirty things Noah whispered in your ear.
âI hated Trevorâs hands on your body, only I can touch you.â
âI miss your mouth on my dick, youâre so good.â
âIâm gonna make you scream my name baby.â
He was selfish. He hated another manâs hands on you, yet he could touched dozen of other women. He knew he had you wrapped around his finger, but you just couldnât help yourself. You wanted to be strong enough to not get in the taxi with him and go back to Trevor who actually looked interested in you and maybe would take you out on a proper date.
Instead you left with Noah, knowing how itâs gonna go. Youâre gonna have a great sex, fall asleep in his arms, sneak out in the morning and then feel like shit. Youâre gonna listen to your friends about how youâre just hurting yourself and wasting time with him, them making you promise it was the last time, only to break that promise at the next party.
roll your eyes like you do, shoulda known it's always the same with you, tryin' not to feel our connection, but, oh my god, it's kinda temptin' â¨
In the elevator you walked Noah back until his body hit the wall and went for his neck. Leaving lipstick all over his skin, licking and biting his sensitive spots. His eyes rolled to the back of his head before he closed them fully and left his mouth hanging open. Silent moans leaving his pink lips, until the elevator stopped at his floor.
you said, "Can we leave now?", i don't think we should, through the back door, that won't end good, how 'bout my place? shit, you know I would, then I'll follow you out, hope nobody looks. â¨
âDo you want a drink?â Noah asked you, really hoping your answer would be no so he could take you straight to his bed.
âYes, wine is fine.â you said as you started taking off your coat, taking in the sight of familiar apartment you havenât seen in weeks.
Noah took out two glasses and filled them with white wine, then handed one to you. You sipped on your drinks in quiet, you sitting at Noahâs kitchen counter and him standing next to the oven.
âDid you have sex with anyone in the last few weeks?â you managed to build the courage to ask him the question that was in the back of your mind for weeks.
âWhat?â he looked genuinely confused.
âYou heard me.â
âNo, the last time I had sex was with you.â
âThen why did you start flirting with all those girls in front of me, Noah?â
âItâs just for fun, you were the one I took home in the end.â
âIt wasnât fun for me.â
âThatâs why you did the same with Trevor tonight?â
âAnd you didnât like it, or did you?â
âNo.â
âWe said no to sleeping with other people, I just felt like you wanted to and you flirting with all those girls made me feel uncomfortable. Thatâs all.â
âOkay, Iâm sorry. I wonât do it again if we go back to our thing.â his apology seemed genuine, so you nodded your head.
âOkay, but you can tell me if you want to stop and date someone, Iâll be fine with that.â you finished your wine at the same time Noah did. He took the glass from your hand and put them both in the sink. When he returned, he came much closer to you and put his hands on your thighs.
âI donât want to date anyone, I told you that.â he rubbed his nose along your jaw, then he gently kissed your neck and you tilted your head back to give him more access.
He made sure to suck on your sensitive spots, he desperately needed to hear your moans.
you make me really, really good at makin' bad decisions, all my friends know where to look every time I go missin', seven texts and two missed calls, know I can't ignore 'em all, said that I'm gonna be sleepin' at mine, i lied. â¨
âLay down.â he helped you lay down on the cold counter and then continued kissing you more. He went for your chest, kissing the top of your breaths that were close to spilling over the edge of your lacy bra.
He palmed your nipples through the fabric of your dress, smirking at the sound that came from your mouth.
Noah rolled your dress up to your waist and kissed your tummy until he reached the lacy panties you wore, matching your bra.
âPoor Trevor, bet he would love to see those too.â Noah teased you.
âShut up Noah.â you lifted your hips to give him sign he should talk less and touch you more.
He took the hint and gladly slid the panties down your legs.
âFuck I missed you.â he sighed at the view in front of him. You were laying down with legs spread open just for him. Your cheeks were pink and your chest was going up and down from the excitement.
Noah kneeled down so heâd face your core and put your legs over his shoulders so he could spread you open as much as he needed to.
He took his time, licking you from you entrance to your clit, tasting you like a starved man. His tongue explored you like it was for the first time, slowly and gently moving up and down.
âOh Noah.â you let out a breathy moan only he could hear. He felt himself grow tighter in his pants, but he wanted to give you an apology before heâd fuck you senselessly.
He sucked on your clit, teasing your pussy with his long fingers. He spread you open with them and went to slowly fuck you with his tongue. His other hand made its way to your clit, collecting your wetness so he could gently rub small circles where you wanted it the most.
âNoah, Iâm-â you didnât get to finish your sentence when you felt the start of your orgasm in your lower tummy. Noah had to put more pressure on your hips to hold you down, but continued with his moves until he felt your legs shake and your breath stop for a second. You squeezed his head with your thighs and let out the sexiest sounds out of your mouth.
After he was sure he licked you clean, he took you in his arms and started walking in the direction of his bedroom.
He laid you down in his bed and connected your lips. You could taste yourself on his lips, that alone made you want him more.
You helped him out of his clothes until he was only in his underwear and you pushed him down so he was laying under you. You straddled his lap, enjoying the view for a moment. He was looking at you with eyes full of lust, his hair messily laying around his head. He was waiting for you next move, letting you take control for now.
You took your dress and bra off at the same time and Noah immediately went to touch your boobs. He squeezed them and started playing with your nipples. Your head fell back and your hips moved involuntary.
The wetness from your core already making wet spot on Noahâs underwear, but both of you couldnât care less.
You shifted your weight to one of your legs and shimmied Noahâs underwear down his legs. His dick fell back against his stomach, hard and swollen, waiting for you to take him.
You wrapped your fingers around his length and he gripped your hips as an reaction. You stroked him few times, collecting the pre cum and enjoyed the state Noah was in. He had his eyes closed in a bliss, gripping your hips like his life depended on it.
âFuck me, please.â he groaned, knowing he wouldnât last long if youâd keep stroking him.
You reached into his drawer and took a condom out. You took your time putting it on, teasing Noah along the way.
You took Noahâs dick in your hand and collected your wetness with it, then gently slid down his whole length.
You both made unnatural sounds and you sat still for a moment, enjoying the fullness and stretch he was giving you.
When you started moving your hips, Noah reached for your right hand and intertwined your fingers, giving you his hand for balance. Your eyes were closed and mouth open, as you were riding his dick in slow motions.
âThatâs it, god yes!â Noah encouraged you to keep going with his words, squeezing your fingers when it felt particularly good. âTouch yourself baby.â he told you, and you did as you were told.
You didnât pay much attention to the word baby, as it was something he went for regularly. Instead you paid attention to your fingers touching your clit, feeling another orgasm closer and closer.
Noah felt you squeeze him and he knew you were close, he wanted you to have one more orgasm before he finished, so he encouraged you with his words. âCome on, cum on my dick. Thatâs it, you can let go.â as if it was the last thing you needed for actually letting go, the orgasm took over you and you fell to Noahâs chest.
He hold you, whispering gentle things in your ear as you tried to even your breath.
When he knew you were okay to continue, he started kissing your neck and gently lifted you from him and you felt him slide out of you, suddenly feeling empty. He switched your positions, you were now laying under him, ready for more.
âYou good?â he asked you, wanting some kind of permission to continue.
âMhm.â was all you could get out before attacking his lips with yours, pulling him down by his neck.
He lined himself at your entrance and slowly slid in. His head fell in the crook of your neck and you enjoyed feeling him inside you again.
His movements were slow at first, his hand slid around you throat and he put a bit of pressure on it, just like you liked it.
âYou feel so good around my dick, fuck!â Noah managed to say between taking deep breaths. You felt so good and so loved at the moment. You knew there were no feelings, but the way Noah knew your body and where to touch you or what to say, that made you feel loved.
He went to kiss you, but instead you both left your mouth open and moaned into each otherâs open lips as both of your orgasm started to build inside your bodies.
Noahâs rhythm became irregular and you felt his hand on your clit.
âNoah, fuck!â you breathed out when you felt the orgasm build inside you for the third time, more intensive than before.
You felt the Noahâs dick twitch inside you and you knew he was cuming, he grunted next to your ear in bliss.
Hearing him reach his high with his hand still on your clit pushed you over the edge and you came seconds after him.
He collapsed on top of you, staying inside you until his dick softened.
He moved you both so he was laying on his back and were laying on his chest, both of you still catching your breaths before you went to clean yourselves.
uh oh, I couldn't help myself, i'm almost at your house again, again, uh oh, I'm one foot in the door, my clothes are on your floor again, again. i get a little drunk and it's all I want, tomorrow I'll be sick, but tonight I'm numb, uh oh, now we can just pretend, we won't do it again, again, again. â¨
After you took shower and changed into Noahâs t-shirt, you laid in his bed waiting for him to finish washing up.
You had toothbrush, make up remover and underwear at his place. He didnât mind, he also didnât mind you staying the night and then leaving his place before he woke up.
You enjoyed falling asleep next to him, sometimes you would talk until 2AM about anything, sometimes you would watch movie and sometimes you would fall asleep straight away.
You watched him dry off his body with white towel through his mirror, wondering if you would go back to hooking up every weekend after tonight or if something is going to change. You knew your friends will try to talk some sense into you tomorrow, but for now you just wanted to pretend like there is no tomorrow.
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Brotherâs Best Friend
Sirius Black x reader
In which Sirius Black finds comfort in the person he least expects.
The same day that Sirius Black realized his parents were Slytherins was the same day that Sirius had sworn off all Slytherins forever. It started off as a childish thing, a one-sided, unspoken attempt to get back at his parents for all of their strict rules and exaggerated lectures about the importance of his pure-blood ancestry.
When he met James Potter on his first train ride to Hogwarts, the resentment towards Slytherins grew into a shared inside joke. Something that the two of them could continuously throw around. Never mind that James Potter was from a pure-blood family as well. The joke was just another feeble attempt to get back at his parents.
And then, he met Severus Snape. And then, he met the insults and snide remarks of his Slytherin classmates. And then, he had finally decided: there was no good that came out of Slytherin.
So itâs no surprise that when his little brother, Regulus, was sorted into Slytherin a year later, Sirius was devastated. Sirius was silent during the entirety of dinner and even remained silent as he arrived in his dorm. The other boys tried not to disturb him, but they had never seen him so quiet before, and it was starting to disturb them.
âSome evening,â Peter said awkwardly, a yawn emerging from him. Remus gave him a strict look before turning his attention back to Sirius, worry evident on his face.
The silence only seemed to grow thicker until finally Sirius sighed and his words rushed out, eager for release.
âI thought he was different. This whole time I thought he wasnât like them,â Sirius began.
âI mean yeah, Slytherins can be awful, but heâs your brother,â James replied, attempting to soothe his best friend.
âVery insightful, James,â Remus said sarcastically from his side of the dorm. He leaned back against his bed frame. âBut I agree. Heâs your brother. You know him.â
âI donât think I do anymore,â he replied solemnly, his eyes sullen yet harsh.
âDonât be like that, Sirius,â said Remus, âjust talk to him.â
Sirius doesnât talk to him the next day. Or the rest of the year for that matter. He says what he has to during the summer but when school starts, he goes back to ignoring him.
Itâs not easy to pretend that Regulus doesnât exist. He started to play quidditch. He is one of the smartest in his year. And heâs always seen with a Slytherin girl that is in Siriusâ potions class. Sheâs reserved and intelligent. She seems polite enough. She talks with Lily Evans. Sheâs even pretty. But sheâs also a Slytherin and Sirius believes thatâs a good enough reason not to trust her.
Sheâs always with Regulus. They sit together in the Great Hall. They walk in the corridors together. Sirius spots her one day leaning against Regulus�� shoulder, laughing loudly at something he said. Sirius resents her for it. He hates her for knowing Regulus.
Later that day, Sirius is walking into Potions class when he spots her talking with Lily Evans. He tries to walk past unbothered, but then he hears her mention Regulusâ name.
âRegulus and I have a bet,â she says with a laugh. Sirius tries to ignore how sweet her laugh sounds.
âIs that right?â Lily chuckles and shakes her head.
âHeâs the best seeker thatâs ever been. Write it down. This Saturday. Youâll see.â
âHe really doesnât think heâll catch the snitch?â Lily wonders curiously.
The girl responds back with a small pout. âHe doubts himself a lot. I hate it. But Iâll win the bet, and heâll see.â
Sirius rolls his eyes and continues walking. What does she know? Regulus is his brother after all.
Their conversation leaves him with an irritation that follows him the rest of the day and a worry that maybe he doesnât know his brother anymore. James has tried cheering him up, but Sirius continues his sulking all day. He hardly eats anything when they sit down in the Great Hall. He goes to bed as soon as they make their way to the dorms. No one bothers him.
The next morning, the marauders donât even have to ask Sirius whatâs wrong. He wakes up determined and explains the whole situation to them.
âHe doubts himself sometimes. I hate it,â Sirius says, mocking the girl as his story comes to an end. He shakes his head furiously.
âAre you talking about y/n?â asks Remus.
âY/n? I donât even know who that is. Did you hear anything that I even said?â Sirius looks as if Remus has just deeply betrayed him.
âThe girl you keep complaining about. Sheâs Lilyâs partner in potions,â says Remus as if this is common knowledge.
âA friend of Lilyâs is a friend of mine,â says James, a teasing smile on his face.
Sirius thinks that maybe, given a different circumstance, he might have laughed. But James is supposed to always be on his side, so he makes a face of disgust instead. âYou too? Peter?â
âSheâs quite pretty,â He responds with a shrug of his shoulders.
âSheâs a Slytherin,â Sirius mutters, but itâs loud enough for the rest of them to catch it.
âReally?â Remus rolls his eyes, âI thought we were past all of the house prejudice or whatever youâd like to call it.â
âThatâs not why I donât like her,â Sirius lies, quickly defending himself. He pauses as he struggles to come up with another valid reason. He continues on anyway, âsheâs very⌠assuming. How can she possibly know how Regulus feels? Iâm his brother. If anyone knows him itâs me.â
The three of the boys share a knowing look.
âSirius,â Peter speaks up hesitantly âwhenâs the last time you even spoke to Regulus?â
Sirius isnât sure why that question hits him as hard as it does, but it hurts. Surely it wasnât that long ago. They spoke a little during last summer whenever he wasnât at Jamesâ houseâŚ
Sirius decides that he doesnât owe any of them an explanation. He stands up quickly and mutters a faint, âexcuse me.â
Siriusâ urge to run away leads him to the front of Hogwartsâ entrance. He finds it ironic that the first thing he notices as he exits Hogwartsâ front doors is the Slytherin girl, or Y/n as she sits alone near the Great Lake.
Sirius had no time to think about the reckless act he was about to make. He was fueled by the anger of Peterâs question and the fact that he really didnât know when the last time he had spoken to his brother was. He figured the only obvious option was to blame her. The girl with soft eyes and a determined expression. The girl sitting with her back against the tree, seeming not to notice the ruckus of the other students around her, not even noticing Siriusâ haste steps towards her as she stares into her book.
âY/n, is it?â he says finally as he comes to an abrupt stop in front of her. In a quick second, her eyebrows furrow and her gaze is on him. Her eyes even widen a little bit.
She takes a few seconds to respond, and in all of those few seconds, Sirius can feel himself growing impatient. Before she can even finish saying yes, Sirius cuts her off.
âItâs a bit cold out here to be reading donât you think?â his tone is harsh.
âWhat?â she replies confused, and Sirius almost feels bad. Almost.
âItâs just that itâs cold, and youâre not even wearing a jacket andâŚâ Siriusâ voice begins to falter. His pride doesnât let him stop. âIâm Regulusâ brother.â
She nods. âI know that,â she says sharply.
Sirius is immediately taken aback.
âFine. Who are you anyway, his girlfriend or something?â he replies back with the same sharpness in his tone.
She laughs loudly enough to surprise him. He looks at her in confusion, and she shakes her head. âWho are you to ask something like that? You wonât even look at him.â
Sirius tries not to let that hurt him, but it does. âIâm his brother.â He keeps saying this. Heâs hoping that after saying it enough times this simple fact will make up for everything else.
âNo. Iâm not his girlfriend,â she replies.
âYou just seem to always be with him,â Sirius presses on, and he knows he shouldnât, but some pathetic part of him feels like by talking to her, heâs kind of talking to Regulus.
âHeâs my best friend.â With those simple words, Sirius has the daunting feeling that he has completely lost his brother. He doesnât say anything for a few seconds, and Y/n just stares up at him curiously.
âWhy are you speaking to me, Sirius?â she asks after moments of silence.
âI donât know,â he admits because isnât it just the truth? He doesnât know.
Y/n continues to stare at him, and it kind of annoys Sirius until she finally says, in a calm voice, âTalk to him before the match tomorrow.â
Sirius doesnât really understand, but before he can ask, sheâs adding on.
â âGood luckâ or âyouâre going downâ I donât care what it is. Talk to him.â And with that, she goes back to her book.
Sirius is going to talk to him. The game is about to start, and Regulus is right there. Heâs going to talk to him any minute nowâŚ
Regulus is already focused on the game. Most people have a hard time understanding Regulus, but to Sirius it comes naturally. He can see the way worry flickers across his face before immediately being pushed away. He feels the urge to reach out, to comfort him. And now he understands why Y/n had asked him to say something; he understands her conversation with Lily.
The whistle blows and Regulus is about to fly when Sirius blurts it out.
âGood luck,â he says to Regulus. Regulus is undoubtedly surprised. His eyebrows raise, and heâs quiet for a few seconds.
Then, he simply nods, âSure, you too.â
Regulus doesnât sound bitter. The interaction between them almost feels natural. Sirius smiles lightly. Although, it doesnât take long for the brief happiness to subside into a feeling of guilt. He spent so much time resenting his brother for something outside of his control. He has a sinking feeling that he was wrong.
He tries to find Y/n in the stands, and when he does he breathes in sharply at the sight. She is smiling so brightly that he finds it difficult to look away. He hates to admit it, but he thinks he might have been wrong about her too.
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omg i loved the ricky crush post⌠could u do one for gunwook âşď¸
GUNWOOK HAVING A SECRET CRUSH ON YOU!! (but he's very obvious lol)



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He might be one of the most popular guys on campus, but he has a knack for blending into the background when it comes to you. He watches from afar, noticing the little thingsâhow you twirl your pen when youâre deep in thought or how your laugh lights up a room.
Heâs careful not to make his feelings obvious, but his lingering glances and small smiles when youâre not looking give him away.
Gunwook somehow always seems to âcoincidentallyâ be where you are. Need help with a group project? He volunteers. Struggling with carrying books? Heâs there to lend a hand.
Despite his popularity, he downplays himself around you, not wanting to overwhelm or intimidate you with his status.
Though heâs shy about confessing his feelings, Gunwook subtly shows off around youâwhether itâs dominating on the basketball court during intramurals or acing a presentation.
Heâs not cocky but hopes youâll notice his strengths and be impressed. When you do compliment him, he turns red and mutters a quick âthanksâ while trying to hide a proud grin.
Gunwook uses playful teasing as a way to interact with you. If he sees you struggling with a vending machine, heâll smirk and say, âNeed a hero to save you?â before helping.
Though confident in social situations, his teasing is more lighthearted than bold when it comes to you, afraid of crossing the line.
If anyone messes with you, Gunwook steps in without hesitation. Whether itâs a classmate talking down to you or someone being overly pushy at a party, heâs quick to defend you, saying, âIs there a problem here?â in his calm but firm tone.
He does it so naturally that you almost donât notice heâs being protectiveâbut trust me, heâs always looking out for you.
You might find small, thoughtful gestures that seem coincidental but are 100% intentional. A cup of your favorite coffee left on your desk or a seat saved for you in a crowded lecture hallâthese are all his way of caring for you without saying it outright.
If you ever thank him, he brushes it off with, âOh, itâs no big deal,â but internally, heâs thrilled you noticed.
When he sees you talking to other guys, he feels a pang of jealousy but doesnât let it show. Instead, heâll casually join the conversation, positioning himself closer to you to subtly assert his presence.
If someone flirts with you, his jokes get sharper, and his confidence amps up a little as if to remind you (and the guy) who the real catch is.
Gunwook often debates confessing his feelings late at night, imagining scenarios where he casually says, âYou know, I kinda like you.â But every time he gets close, he loses his nerve, worried about ruining what you already have.
Instead, he opts for lingering goodbyes and quiet hints, hoping youâll pick up on how much he likes you.
No matter how cool or composed he tries to act, your smile always catches him off guard. He canât help but break into a sheepish grin when you laugh at his jokes or thank him for something.
His friends tease him mercilessly about how obvious his crush is, but he brushes it offâthough secretly, theyâre right.
One day, his confidence finally outweighs his nerves. Maybe itâs after a study session or walking you back to your dorm. He blurts out, âYou know, I like you, right?â in his usual straightforward yet endearing way.
His heart races as he waits for your response, hoping the subtle hints heâs been dropping have paid off.
Dating Gunwook would feel like having a steady, thoughtful presence whoâs always had your back, even before you realized he was falling for you.
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Shame(less) ⢠Mattheo Riddle x f!reader
Requested: No
Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x f!reader; Adrian Pucey x f!reader
Summary: y/n feels ashamed for cheating on her boyfriend with Mattheo, but the same couldn't be said fo the dark haired boy.
Word count: 1.2K
Warnings: Cheating, slight cursing
A/N: It was supposed to be a drabble but oh well. I really don't like how it turned out, but I might write a Theo version if people ask. Comments and feedback are always deeply appreciated :) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE.
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Christmas break was over, and it was time to go back to Hogwarts. It meant going back to the same routine, taking your meals in the Great Hall, going to class, doing your homework, having fun with your friends in Hogsmeade and also spreading time with your boyfriend, Adrian. The prospect should have made you happy, and you should have been looking forward to seeing him, but you just couldnât. Not when he would be here too.
After arriving at the castle, you met Pansy in the Slytherin common room. You two hugged warmly, and talked about your respective holidays. You did your best to focus on what your best friend was saying, nodding at her words, but you could feel your heart beat fast with anxiety, and your eyes kept taking glimpses around in case Adrian or him came in. After a moment, Pansy left to go unpack her bags, and seconds later, you jumped as you felt two hands on your eyes.
âGuess who?â
âAdrian!âÂ
With a small laugh, he took his hands off your face and put them on your hips instead as you turned to face him. He bent a little to kiss your lips, and you tried to feel something, anything, but you didnât. Only shame that you felt something - felt so much - when it was another manâs lips that were on yours.Â
âHad a good Christmas? Did you like my gift?â
âYeah!â You said, trying to sound normal. âIt was nice to see my parents, and I really liked your gift, Adrien, it was really beautiful. Thank you. How was yours?â
âGood, good,â he said with a nod. âI liked your gift, as well. But, I have to admit I missed you, babe.â He sighed and continued with a softer voice, âIâm sorry for how I behaved before the break, IâŚI didnât give you much attention, and I regret all our fights. Can I start making it up to you?â he finished with a hopeful small smile.
âNoâ, you should have said. He was right in everything he said, and you had seen couples from school break up for less than that.Â
âOkay,â you nodded.Â
âThank you.âÂ
He kissed your cheek, and you forced your lips to form a smile.Â
âI, uh, I have to go unpack my back,â you said.
âOh. Sure. Iâll see you at dinner.â
Remaining silent, you gave him a nod, and his hands left your hips as you detached yourself from him and walked to your dorm, hoping that staying alone for a moment would allow you to pull yourself back together and finally make the right decision. With a heavy breath, you opened the door, expecting to see the room empty, but there was somebody here, sitting on your bed. You shouldnât have been surprised, and you already knew who it was - he was always there.Â
Mattheo Riddle. In the same house and same year as you. For years, he was just a classmate you didnât interact much with, except for strange, silent stares that started in your fifth year. Nothing changed when you started dating Adrian, but one night after a fight with him, Mattheo found you all alone, in tears, and sat down to listen to you. Things had escalated, and ever since, you felt nothing but shame and fear that anyone would find out. You tried to avoid him after, to convince himself that it was a mistake. However, if you felt shame, it wasnât the case for Mattheo. After that night, and kept staring at you in class, during meals, and especially when Adrian was close to you. And as if it wasnât enough, he kept trying to spend time alone with you, and eventually succeeded, leading in more âaccidentsâ, as you called them, more shame, as well as less and less affection for your boyfriend and more and more for feelings and shameful desire for the dark haired boy in front of you. And it definitely wasnât helping that he also kept trying to convince you of his feelings for you and to leave Adrian once and for all.
He raised his head when you came in, and you quickly closed the door behind you, quietly locking it. Your heart started beating faster, and you leant on your door, not daring to get closer.Â
âWell, hello, love.âÂ
You felt your cheeks - or maybe your whole body - becoming hot, and gulped.Â
âYou canât be here,â you said with a shaky voice. âWhat if someone saw you coming in?âÂ
âNobody has seen us so far,â Mattheo answered with his usual carelessness you both hated and felt drawn to. âWhy would they see me now?âÂ
âMattheo, you know perfectly what I meant,â you retorted. âPlus, what if Adrian saw you?âÂ
Mattheo rose from the bed, and slowly started walking towards you.Â
âSpeaking of your little boyfriend, I saw you guys before you came in.â His brown gaze hardened like it always did when the topic was Adrian. âIt nearly took everything in me to not break his fingers for touching you.âÂ
âMattheo,â you sighed. âHeâs my boyfriend. He has every right to touch me.âÂ
Staring at you, Mattheo had a smirk that did not reach his dark eyes and tilted his head. His face was now inches away from yours, and you tried as much as you could to not breathe his perfume.Â
âAnd do I have the right to touch you?â he said in a low voice.
Not waiting for an answer, he brought one hand to your cheek, caressing it with his thumb and now looking at you like he had been for a few weeks - with love.Â
âMattheo, pleaseâŚâ
He closed his eyes and brought his nose to your cheek, his thumb still caressing it. âIâve spent three weeks in hell not seeing, touching, or kissing you,â he whispered. âI fucking need to feel you, loveâŚEven just a kissâŚâ
One of his hands still on your cheek, the other went under your shirt, and when he started kissing your neck, you knew you were done for. Your body was as hot as ever, and you felt shivers down your spine as well as your body craving Mattheoâs touch. You sighed, and as he brought his mouth to yours, you kissed him back, putting one hand on his back and the other on his neck. He immediately deepened the kiss, and his hands grabbed your legs to put them around his waist.Â
âI canât fucking stand the thought of you being with him,â he mumbled between two kisses. âI canât stand the thought of not being the only man who gets to touch and kiss you, the only man who can call you hisâŚâ
He suddenly stopped kissing you, leaving you breathless. Â
âLeave him, y/n. Or Iâm gonna go crazy. I could give youâŚEverything. Everything I have.â
All lust had disappeared from his eyes, leaving only desperation, and love.Â
âFine,â you whispered, feeling incapable of saying no to him. âIâll leave Adrian tomorrow.âÂ
Mattheo smiled, and you felt his relief. He gave you a loving kiss before looking at you again, this time with a mix of both love and lust.
âNow that itâs settled and youâre fully mine forever, how about we make up for the time we spent apart?â
You smiled and kissed him, the feeling of shame not disappearing in the slightest.Â
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Iâm pretty sure I sent one- but nonetheless! I remember exactly. Can you do a Yandere! Yuji oneshot? Itâs much like your teen Gojo one, but instead reader was originally a transfer student from the USA and came to Jujutsu tech to learn more but then had to go back home? If that makes any sense whatsoever, Iâve had this idea for a while now!

âđđ˛ đđŚđđŤđ˘đđđ§ đŹđ°đđđđĄđđđŤđ.â YANDERE!YUJI ITADORI X GENDER NEUTRAL!READER
SYPNOSIS: Yuji meets the American transfer student and canât help but come to love them! But what happens when he finds out they have to go back home?
WARNINGS: emotional manipulation, and thatâs it!
A/N: it made sense, dw!! Thanks for the request ^^ also I felt like I made Yuji like softish yandere, not too crazy lol
IT WAS another day at Jujutsu Tech for Yuji. Same routine as usualâlearn how to control his cursed energy, fool around a little bit, then continue training. Afterward, heâd finish school, hang out with Nobara and Megumi, and go back to his dorm to sleep.
It was a routine he followed every day, yet Yuji didnât dislike it. In fact, he found it enjoyable, even comforting. There was always something fun about their banter and training sessions.
But sometimes, a small part of him wished for something different. A new face among the first years, someone to add a spark to their already dynamic group. Donât get him wrong, he liked Nobara and Megumi. They were his friends. He just⌠wanted to meet someone new.
And thatâs exactly what happened.
One day, as Yuji was walking into class, he spotted Nobara and Megumi talking quietly in the corner. Their heads were close together, and they seemed deep in conversation. Curiosity piqued, Yuji strolled over, plopping down between the two of them with a bright grin.
âWhatâre you guys talking about?â Yuji asked, eyes darting between them.
Nobara huffed, leaning back in her seat. "Weâre getting a new student," she said, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger. "Gojo-sensei wouldnât shut up about it before he left to go get them."
Yujiâs eyebrows shot up in surprise. "A new student? Seriously? I didnât hear anything about that!" His voice was laced with excitement as he leaned forward. "Did Gojo-sensei say anything else? Like, who they are or what they can do?"
Megumi shrugged, his usual stoic expression in place. "No details yet. Just that theyâd be joining our class."
Nobara rolled her eyes. "Knowing Gojo, heâs probably making it more dramatic than it needs to be. But still⌠itâll be interesting to see what theyâre like."
Yujiâs mind buzzed with possibilities. Who could this new student be? Would they be strong? Fun to hang out with? His excitement grew, though he couldnât shake a strange, underlying feeling that this new arrival would change things.
Yuji barely had time to ask another question before the door slid open, revealing Gojo with his usual carefree smile plastered on his face. But this time, he wasnât alone. Standing beside him was someone newâsomeone Yuji had never seen before.
âAlright, everyone!â Gojo announced, his voice carrying through the room. âIâd like to introduce you to your new classmate! Theyâre from the USA, so play nice.â
Yujiâs eyes immediately locked onto you, and the world seemed to slow down for a moment. You stood there, quietly beside Gojo, your expression a little nervous but determined. There was something about you that Yuji couldnât quite placeâmaybe it was the way you carried yourself, or maybe it was just the fact that you were new, different.
âThis is [Your Name]. Theyâve come a long way, so letâs make them feel welcome!â Gojo said, giving you a gentle nudge forward.
âHi,â you greeted softly, your voice drawing Yujiâs attention even more. The way you spoke was different, a little unfamiliar, but it intrigued him.
Nobara waved lazily, âCool, nice to meet you. Donât mess up on the first day, okay?â she teased.
Megumi gave a small nod, but Yuji was still staring at you, his mind whirling. USA? That was cool! But more than that, something strange was happeningâhis heart was pounding in his chest, a little faster than normal. A warm, almost uncomfortable feeling spread through him, and for the first time in a long time, Yuji felt⌠off-balance.
What is this? Yuji thought, blinking as he tried to calm the weird sensation creeping up on him. Heâd never felt this way before, not even with all the excitement in his life. He swallowed, his throat dry, as he wondered if this was what people meant by "love at first sight." Could it really be happening to him? Right now?
Gojo clapped his hands, snapping Yuji out of his thoughts. âAlright, take a seat, and weâll get started. Yuji, maybe you can show them around later?â
Yuji felt his face flush. "Uh, yeah! IâdâuhâIâd love to!" he blurted out, his voice cracking slightly. Nobara shot him a strange look, but Yuji couldnât focus on anything other than you and the rapid thudding of his heart.
As you made your way to sit down, Yuji couldn't stop stealing glances in your direction. There was something about your presence that pulled him in, something magnetic. He couldnât explain it, but he was determined to get to know you.
Could this really be love?
⌠. ăâş ă . ⌠. ăâş ă . âŚ
A few days had passed since you arrived at Jujutsu Tech, and Yuji had quickly become your unofficial guide. Wherever you went, he wasnât far behind, always smiling and eager to help. It was as if he had taken it upon himself to make sure you felt comfortableâand he did so with relentless enthusiasm.
"Hey! Do you wanna check out the training grounds after class?" Yuji asked one afternoon, his voice full of energy as usual. "I could show you some of my moves, and maybe you could show me what youâve got!"
You smiled politely, nodding. "Sure, sounds good," you said, though your mind drifted to the fact that you hadnât had a moment alone in days. Not that Yuji was unpleasant, but his constant presence had started to feel a bit⌠overwhelming.
During those few days, Yuji had been like a shadow, always around, always talking. He showed you everythingâwhere Gojo liked to disappear to, the best spots to train, even introducing you to his favorite movie, Human Earthworm.
That one had been⌠interesting, to say the least. Youâd sat through the whole thing with a tight-lipped smile, nodding along as Yuji excitedly explained each ridiculous plot point. But truth be told, you found the movie more than a little icky. The thought of saying that out loud, however, seemed like it would crush Yujiâs spirits, so you kept it to yourself.
Now, as the days passed, it had become clear that Yuji was spending more time with you than with Nobara and Megumi. The two of them had even made jokes about it.
"Looks like youâve been replaced," Nobara had teased Megumi earlier that morning, crossing her arms and giving a knowing smirk. "Yujiâs got a new best friend."
Megumi had just shrugged, as stoic as ever. "Itâs not like he was ever that quiet around us, but now⌠itâs a bit much, donât you think?"
But to Yuji, spending all his time with you just felt right. He wasnât even fully aware of how much he had gravitated toward you; it just happened. Whether it was showing you around the school, helping you with assignments, or introducing you to his favorite snacks, Yuji had become your constant companion.
One day, while walking through the courtyard, Yuji beamed at you, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I donât know if Iâve said it yet, but Iâm really glad you came to Jujutsu Tech. Itâs been⌠different, in a good way, yâknow?"
You chuckled softly, trying to match his enthusiasm. "Yeah, itâs been nice. Iâm starting to feel more comfortable here."
That made Yujiâs grin widen. "Good! âCause Iâm not going anywhere! If you ever need anything, Iâm here, okay?" His voice had a hint of something deeper, something that almost bordered on possessive, but his tone remained cheerful enough for you to brush it off.
"Thanks, Yuji. I appreciate it." You smiled back, though a small part of you couldnât help but wonder if his constant hovering would ever let up. Still, his heart was in the right place, and you couldnât bring yourself to ask for spaceânot when he looked so genuinely happy to be around you.
Yujiâs grin stayed plastered on his face as the two of you continued walking through the courtyard. He shoved his hands in his pockets, glancing over at you every few seconds like he was making sure you were still there. âYou know,â he started, his voice more casual now, âIâve been thinking. Maybe after class, we could catch another movie. Iâve got a list of my favoritesâones I think youâll really like.â
You couldnât help but laugh lightly, remembering the last time. âAnother one? Iâm still recovering from Human Earthworm.â
He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. âYeah, okay, maybe that one was a bit much for a first pick. But I swear, the others are better! Way less icky, promise.â
"Sure, Iâm game," you agreed, though you mentally prepared yourself for whatever bizarre film he had in store next. Yujiâs excitement was contagious, and despite your reservations, you couldnât say no to him. His energy was something youâd come to expect, and part of you didnât mind indulging him.
Yujiâs face lit up. "Great! Iâll pick a good one this time, I swear! Itâll be something you actually like." His gaze softened for a moment as he added, "I want you to have fun, yâknow? Since youâve been spending all your time with me⌠I donât want to, like, bore you or anything."
You looked at him, a little surprised by his sudden concern. "Youâre not boring, Yuji," you reassured him, offering a warm smile. "I appreciate you showing me around and everything. Itâs been⌠nice having someone like you around."
His eyes seemed to brighten at that, his cheeks flushing slightly. âReally? Thatâs⌠thatâs great!â He practically beamed at you, looking like a puppy whoâd just been given the best compliment of his life. âI was kinda worried, yâknow? That maybe I was⌠uh⌠hanging around too much. But if you donât mind, then I guess itâs all good!â
You hesitated for a split second before nodding. "Yeah, itâs fine. Youâre just being helpful."
âExactly!â he said, his voice picking up again with enthusiasm. âI just wanna help! I mean, I know being new here can be tough, so if I can make it easier for you, then Iâm all in.â
As he talked, you couldnât help but notice the way his eyes lingered on you a bit longer than usual, like he was soaking up every word you said. There was something more in his gaze, something intense, but it was masked by his usual cheerfulness.
Before you could dwell on it, Yuji clapped his hands together. âAlright, so itâs a movie night then! Iâll grab some snacks, and weâll meet up after class. Youâre gonna love it, trust me!â
"Sounds like a plan," you said, trying to match his excitement, though a small part of you wondered just how long this constant attention would last. But as Yuji bounced beside you, clearly thrilled at the idea of spending more time together, you decided to push the thought aside.
At least for now.
⌠. ăâş ă . ⌠. ăâş ă . âŚ
A few months later, Yuji entered the classroom, a bright grin on his face as usual. He was in a good moodâhe always was when he knew heâd get to spend the day with you. These past months had been incredible for him. You two had grown closer, and heâd spent nearly every waking moment with you.
But as he walked in, something stopped him in his tracks. Across the room, you were standing with Nobara, her arms wrapped around you in a tight hug. A little further away, Megumi was shaking your hand, his expression calm but respectful.
Yujiâs brow furrowed. What was going on? His heart gave an uncomfortable lurch, and he felt the familiar knot of jealousy coil in his chest. Why are they so close to you? Nobara's arms around you, Megumi's hand in yoursâhe didn't like it. But he forced himself to keep a smile on his face as he made his way over.
âHey!â Yuji called out, his voice slightly too cheerful as he approached the group. âWhatâs going on here?â He tried to keep his tone light, but the jealousy simmering beneath the surface was hard to hide. He clenched his fists at his sides, making sure to smile as if everything was fine. But inside, a storm was brewing.
You turned to face him, and Yujiâs stomach dropped when he saw the look on your face. There was a hint of sadness in your eyes, something he didnât quite understand. He could feel his heart racing, a nervous energy starting to fill him as he waited for your answer.
âYuji, IâŚâ you started, your voice softer than usual. âIâm going back to the USA. Iâve decided that Iâve learned enough here, and itâs time for me to head home.â
Yuji felt like the ground had just been ripped out from beneath him. His heart clenched painfully, and for a moment, he couldnât breathe. He tried to keep the smile on his face, but it faltered as your words sunk in.
âYouâre⌠leaving?â he asked, his voice cracking despite his efforts to keep it steady. âBut⌠why? You were doing great here. You donât have to goâŚâ
You smiled gently, your expression filled with understanding but also finality. âYeah, but I think itâs time. Iâve learned a lot, and Iâve enjoyed my time here, but⌠itâs time to go back.â
Yuji felt something inside him break, like a small piece of himself had been shattered. He tried to speak, to argue, but the words wouldnât come. Instead, he stood there, staring at you, his mind racing as he tried to make sense of it all.
"But⌠what about⌠us?" he finally asked, his voice barely a whisper. His mind flashed through the memories of the time you'd spent togetherâevery laugh, every smile, every moment heâd spent at your side. He couldnât imagine Jujutsu Tech without you. He didnât want to. You can't just leave. Not now. Not when IâŚ
You sighed, your expression soft. âIâll still keep in touch. Itâs not like weâll never see each other again. This isnât goodbye forever.â
But to Yuji, it felt like it. He could feel his heart sinking, a hollow ache spreading through his chest. He forced a smile, nodding as if he understood. âYeah⌠yeah, of course. I mean, Iâm happy for you,â he said, though his voice sounded distant to his own ears.
Nobara, still beside you, gave Yuji a sympathetic glance. âHey, donât be so down. Theyâll visit, right? Itâs not like weâre losing them completely.â
But to Yuji, it felt like losing everything.
âIâll⌠Iâll catch up with you later,â Yuji mumbled, backing away before anyone could see the cracks forming in his usually bright demeanor. He turned and quickly left the room, the weight of your departure pressing down on him harder with each step.
As he walked down the hall, the reality hit him all at once. You were leaving. And no matter how much time youâd spent together, no matter how close youâd become, there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Yuji walked aimlessly through the hallways, his mind a chaotic swirl of emotions. Every step felt heavier than the last, each breath more labored. He couldnât believe it. You were leaving. The reality of it crushed him with an intensity he hadnât anticipated. He replayed every moment of your time together, each smile and laugh, trying to convince himself that it had all meant something.
As he stood at a crossroads in his thoughts, one realization cut through the fog of his anguishâhe couldnât imagine his life without you. The time you had spent together wasnât just a fleeting connection; it had grown into something deeper, something he couldnât simply let go.
In his mind, you were his. All the moments, all the time youâd spent together, it couldnât have meant nothing. You have to be his, Yuji thought desperately. You have to stay.
⌠. ăâş ă . ⌠. ăâş ă . âŚ
After school, he walked with purpose, his resolve firm. He knew where you wereâyour dorm room. He was going to see you, to make sure you knew how much you meant to him, how he couldnât bear the thought of losing you.
As he approached your dorm, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and determination. He needed to talk to you, to make you understand how important you were to him, to convince you that leaving wasnât an option.
The door was slightly ajar, and he pushed it open, stepping inside. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft rustle of your belongings. You were sitting by your desk, going through some papers, seemingly lost in thought.
Yuji took a moment to collect himself, standing in the doorway as he looked at you. The sight of you in your dorm room, surrounded by your things, made his heart ache even more. He took another step forward, his voice trembling but filled with determination.
âHey,â he started, his tone softer than he intended. âCan we talk?â
You looked up from your desk, surprised to see Yuji standing in your doorway. His face was a mix of determination and vulnerability that immediately caught your attention. You nodded, setting aside the papers and gesturing for him to come in.
âSure, Yuji. Whatâs up?â you asked, trying to keep your voice steady despite the apprehension you felt.
Yuji stepped inside, closing the door behind him. His eyes were intense, and there was a desperation in his expression that you hadnât seen before. âI⌠I just wanted to talk about what you said earlier,â he began, his voice wavering slightly. âAbout you leaving.â
You sighed, feeling a pang of guilt as you met his gaze. âYuji, Iâve made up my mind. Itâs time for me to go back home. Iâve learned a lot here, and I think it���s best for me.â
Yuji shook his head, his eyes pleading. âNo, you donât understand. You canât just leave. Not like this.â
âWhy not?â you asked, trying to keep the conversation grounded. âItâs my decision, Yuji. Itâs what I think is best for me.â
âBut⌠what about us?â Yuji said, stepping closer. âAll the time weâve spent togetherâdoesnât that mean anything to you? Doesnât it matter that weâve grown so close?â
You hesitated, feeling the weight of his words. âOf course it matters. But sometimes, we have to make tough choices. This is mine.â
Yujiâs eyes filled with tears, and he took another step closer, his voice trembling. âI canât⌠I canât imagine my life without you. You mean so much to me. Every day with you has been⌠incredible. I donât want to lose that.â
You looked away, feeling your resolve beginning to waver. âYuji, I⌠I donât know what to say.â
Yuji reached out and gently took your hand, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. âPlease, donât go. I need you here. Iâve never felt this way about anyone before. Iâve fallen in love with you.â
His confession hit you like a tidal wave, and you tried to process the intensity of his words. Yujiâs grip tightened on your hand, and he pulled you closer. His eyes searched yours, filled with an earnest, almost desperate longing.
âYuji,â you whispered, feeling the heat of his emotions. âThis isnât fairâŚâ
âI know,â Yuji said, his voice breaking. âBut I canât help how I feel. I need you. I need you to stay.â
He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours with a gentle, almost pleading touch. The kiss was soft, but there was an undeniable intensity in itâa mixture of his desperation and his deep affection. Your mind raced as you felt the warmth of his lips, and for a moment, the world outside seemed to disappear.
When he pulled back, his eyes were still locked on yours, filled with a hope that made your heart ache. âPlease,â he repeated softly. âStay with me.â
You felt your defenses crumble under the weight of his emotions. The kiss had stirred something inside you, a mix of affection and confusion. You were torn between your decision and the impact Yujiâs wordsâand actionsâhad on you.
With a heavy sigh, you nodded slowly, your voice barely above a whisper. âOkay, Yuji. Iâll stay.â
Yujiâs face lit up with a mixture of relief and joy, his tears giving way to a bright, hopeful smile. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly as if afraid you might slip away. The intensity of his embrace and the depth of his emotions were overwhelming, and you found yourself caught up in the storm of his love and need.
As he held you, Yuji felt a fragile sense of victory, his heart still racing from the raw vulnerability he had shown. He had managed to sway you, to keep you by his side, even if it meant pushing the boundaries of what was fair.
You took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment settle over you. âOkay, Iâll tell Gojo-sensei that Iâm staying,â you said softly, trying to offer a sense of finality to your decision.
Yujiâs face lit up with unrestrained happiness. He practically glowed with relief, his eyes sparkling with a mix of joy and triumph. âReally? Thatâs⌠thatâs amazing!â he exclaimed, his voice full of gratitude and relief. He wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned in, his face pressing against your neck in a gesture of affection and possessiveness.
You felt the warmth of his body against yours, his embrace both comforting and confining. It was clear how much this meant to him, how desperate he had been to keep you here. You reached for your phone, trying to maintain your composure as you dialed Gojoâs number.
As you waited for Gojo to pick up, Yujiâs nuzzling became more insistent. His breath tickled your neck, and his grip tightened, almost as if he were afraid you might slip away at any moment. The closeness of his body made it hard to focus on anything but him.
Gojoâs voice came through the phone, interrupting the moment. âHey, [Your Name], whatâs up?â
âGojo-sensei,â you began, your voice wavering slightly as you tried to sound composed. âIâve decided to stay here. I want to continue my training at Jujutsu Tech.â
There was a brief silence on the other end of the line before Gojo responded with a note of surprise. âOh? Thatâs⌠unexpected. Are you sure? I thought you were set on leaving.â
âYes,â you said, more firmly now. âIâve thought it over and decided itâs best for me to stay.â
âAlright,â Gojo said, his tone accepting though still a bit puzzled. âIf thatâs what you want, then Iâm glad to hear it. Iâll let everyone know.â
You ended the call and set your phone down, feeling Yujiâs embrace tightening even more. He seemed to be in a state of bliss, his head resting against your shoulder as he let out a contented sigh.
âYou have no idea how happy I am,â Yuji murmured, his voice muffled by your neck. âI was so scared youâd leave. I couldnât⌠I couldnât bear it.â
As you stood there, feeling Yujiâs warmth enveloping you, a shiver ran down your spine. A small part of you was uneasy, a nagging feeling that something wasnât quite right. But the intense emotion Yuji was showing you, combined with the sudden shift in your plans, made it hard to focus on anything but the present moment.
What you didnât realize, however, was that Yuji had taken steps to ensure that you couldnât leave if you wanted to. While you were making your decision, he had discreetly taken your passport and any other important documents you might need to travel. His love for you had driven him to secure you in ways that you hadnât yet discovered.
For Yuji, this wasnât just about convincing you to stay. In his mind, you were his, and he had done what he felt was necessary to make sure you would never leave. His embrace, his contentment, and his possessiveness were all part of a plan to keep you close, ensuring that no matter what, you would remain by his side forever.
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han taesan ; end up here


maybe a tad angsty (taesan is an overthinker), fluff at end!, campus crush (he's literally in love with you), college au, reader is a baddie mhm yep yep
word count: 2.2k wtf
warnings: cursing, implied insecurity (taesan), alcohol usage, alcohol + weed mention, party setting, i'm literally so cliche but idgaf
this work is part of my boynextdoor as old 5sos songs series! âł if you want to listen to the song, here u go!
a/n: everyone rejoice... other members are mentioned >:D ok i lied. i tried to fit everyone in but it's mainly riwoo & leehan. and it felt wrong to find a way to include woonhak in a college party where there are Drugs and Alcohol buttttt hope u enjoy mwuwhuwhuh
likes ⥠and reblogs ⺠always appreciated!

taesan really didnât want to go to this party, but riwoo and leehan had insisted it would be more fun than staying in his dorm room writing song lyrics the third weekend in a row. not that he doesnât want to party, but heâd rather spend his time doing something heâs /actually/ interested in-- and right now, it doesnât include making awkward small talk with strangers he will probably never see again in a sweaty led-lit room with mediocre music in the background.Â
âtaesan⌠come on! i understand that you love making music, but donât you think itâs time to come out with us? just this once?â riwoo pleads with him, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. reluctantly, taesan spins around in his chair, turning to face his friend properly.Â
âah, i knew i shouldnât have turned around. itâs so much easier to say no to you when iâm not looking at your face. put those puppy eyes away, iâll go change.â he gives in a bit easier than he initially intended to, unable to hide his smile at the way riwoo does a dance of celebration at his successful convincing.Â
leehan, currently leaning on the doorframe, chuckles at the sight. âi donât think itâd be bad for you to go out with us from time to time,â he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose before continuing his thought, âmaybe youâll find some more song inspiration while we're out.â
taesan rolls his eyes and ushers the two out of his room, quickly changing into one of his favorite shirts and fixing his hair in the mirror. after grabbing a couple of accessories and checking himself out in the mirror one last time, the trio make their way to the house in question. itâs only a party, it shouldn't be too bad...Â
âwow, the weatherâs perfect tonight.â leehan admires, hands in his pockets as they walk through campus, warmly lit by the streetlights scattered around. the crisp night air only seems to give taesan cold feet, as he feels the sudden urge to turn around and walk back to the laptop waiting for him in his dorm (despite being only a couple seconds away from their destination). almost expecting this to happen, riwoo stops in his tracks, causing taesan to bump into him.
riwoo crosses his arms, ready to give the best pep talk of his life. âi swear i can hear your thoughts. dude, donât overthink this! itâs just another one of jaehyunâs parties, nothing crazy. weâre gonna have fun tonight!" riwoo frowns at taesan's doubtful expression. "leehan, help me out here.â
âiâm sure youâll recognize at least half the people there. plus, you look cool.â leehan pats him on the back as a means of reassurance before putting his arm around taesan, practically dragging him through the door.Â
upon entering, taesan is immediately reminded of the last time his two friends convinced him to go out with them-- it reeked of cheap weed, the music absolutely sucked, and to top it all off, someone spilled their mystery drink (?) all over his shirt. never again, he told himself that night.
but here he was, red solo cup in hand as he followed his two friends around while they greeted various people around the room. taesan actually could not recognize anyone else except his classmates, sungho and jaehyun, who were sitting on the couch against the wall. the concoction in his cup was barely touched, disgustingly sweet because of the various juices in it, and alcohol too strong to enjoy it in the slightest. maybe he shouldâve stayed home.
âyou walked in, everyone was asking for your name / you just smiled and told them troubleâÂ
âno wayâŚis that y/n? yâknow, i was convinced youâd never show up to one of my parties, but here you are!â jaehyun nearly jumps up from his place on the couch, hugging you at the entrance before shoving a cup full of who-knows-what into your hand. no way, indeed.
never did taesan think he would end up seeing his campus crush as close as he is now. this is crazy. he finds himself straightening his posture suddenly, even going as far as taking a big gulp of the drink in his hand, despite its unappealing taste. he'd noticed you early into the semester, finding you sitting with your friends out in one of the common areas outside his classes. he didnât think much of it-- that is, until he kept seeing you. like, everywhere. he'd never admit it to himself, but he soon found himself looking forward to seeing you around. eventually, it got to the point where he started dressing a little nicer on the days he knew youâd be there, in hopes that you might notice him too.Â
âi think some of your friends are here already, y/n. oh, a few of my friends from class came too, you'll love them!â jaehyun encourages you to introduce yourself on the spot. while slightly flustered, you look around the room with a smile as you wave to the various people.
âshit, how many friends do you have?â you joke, taking a sip from your cup before properly introducing yourself to a room full of, well, strangers. ânice to meet you everyone, iâm y/n!â you do a little twirl, which earns a couple whistles from around the room. taesan swore he felt the room brighten up with your arrival. your presence felt like a breath of fresh air in a stuffy room full of people. he moves to take another gulp of his drink as the two of you lock eyes briefly, making him cough before he could properly swallow.Â
ây/nâŚwhoâs that? you know them?â leehan questions from next to him, pointing his cup in the direction of the front door. taesan only hums and shakes his head ânoâ in response, his eyes glued to you as you dance along with the friends youâd just greeted.Â
âmy head spins / iâm pressed against the wall just watching your every move / youâre way too cool / now youâre coming this wayâÂ
despite his sudden reluctance to drink when he first got there, taesan found himself with a freshly replenished cup planted in his hand as he leaned against the wall. the alcohol was starting to get to him; he could definitely feel the buzz with the way the room felt like it got a couple degrees hotter. or maybe it was just you being there that was making him warmer than he was ten minutes ago. he was vaguely listening to the conversation his classmates were having next to him, but his eyes always found their way back to you. heâs seeing you in a completely different light. normally, heâd be one to briefly admire from afar as he walked out of his lecture hall; now, youâre here.Â
and all of a sudden itâs a little too real, because what do you mean he gets to see you laugh and dance around with your friendsâŚ? youâre just supposed to be the campus crush he never gets the chance to make a move on. wait. this is his chance to make a move, isnât it? oh god, what if he doesnât get another opportunity like this to talk to you without looking like some weird dude whoâs been looking at you across campus-
âhow did we end up talking in the first place? / you said you liked my cobain shirtâ
âcool shirt. kurt cobain, yeah?â oh shit. and now youâre in front of him. riwoo elbows taesan, which was his way of telling him âgood luck.â the action snaps him out of his thoughts, eyes widening ever so slightly before he clears his throat.
âyeah, it is. you know nirvana then?â he scratches the back of his head, noticing his friends moving their conversation away from the two of you out of his peripheral vision. he mentally curses them out, because now this conversation feels like he needs to make sure he doesnât make a fool out of himself, and now thereâs no one there to butt in and save him.Â
âobviously! you canât say you know kurt cobain if you donât know who nirvana is.â you beam at him as you finish the drink you were holding in your hand. his campus crush listens to one of his favorite artists, surely this isnât real.
âtaesan,â he blurts out, âiâm taesan, by the way. and you are..?â he waits for your response, as if your name wasnât the only thing floating in his mind the second jaehyun welcomed you inside. (this is his attempt of being nonchalant btw)
âiâm y/n!â you look down at your empty cup briefly before looking around the room aimlessly. âdo you want to get out of here?â
âwhat? you want to⌠leave?â with him? like this? now heâs almost sure this is some sort of prank or something. heâs taken aback at the bold request, clearly confused at what the hell is going on.
âitâs hot in here. and loud. you donât want to step outside for a minute?â you placed your cup down on a random table, already making your way towards the door. you look at taesan, extending out your hand for him to grab so you can drag him through the crowd.Â
oh, you just want to get some fresh air. okay. that makes a lot more sense. heâs glad the lighting is so bad in there, as heâs almost certain his ears are red as he looks at your waiting hand. he mimics your actions, putting his cup down on the counter before finally placing his hand in yours and letting you lead the way.Â
ânow weâre walking back to your place / youâre telling me how you love that song about living on a prayerâÂ
the two of you sit side by side on the curb outside the house, slowly getting more used to each other as you go on about random topics-- first, it was music... then clothes... eventually turning into a never-ending stream of conversation topics neither of you wanted to put an end to. heâs in awe of the situation heâs currently in: you look so beautiful under the streetlights, and you keep laughing at his jokes, and maybe the weather really is perfect tonight, just as leehan said earlier.
...taesan doesnât exactly know how he finds himself sitting on your living room floor, but he vaguely remembers you complaining about how your outfit was too uncomfortable and you desperately needed to change. he instinctively offers to walk you back to your apartment to get some comfier clothes on; you even offer him one of your bigger hoodies for him to change into. it was still a little small for his liking, but he accepts your kind gesture happily.
much to his satisfaction, the conversation never dies. hours pass as you two continue talking about anything and everything. the things you miss from your hometowns, embarrassing childhood stories, outrageous things you've witnessed at past parties you've been to-- and it all flows so naturally. taesan swears he is in love, because even though he was lucky enough to find a great group of friends at uni, heâd never clicked with someone like this so fast, let alone the person he's been crushing on for weeks now.Â
âmy friends say i should lock you down / before you figure me out and you run away / but you donât and you wonât / as you kiss me and you tell me that youâre here to stayâÂ
taesan is disappointed when he wakes up. damn it, he knew it was a dream. he blinks a couple times before reaching for his phone on his nightstand, only to be met with⌠carpet? and you, his campus crush, the person he spent the entire night talking to until you both eventually fell asleep on the apartment floor next to each other, laying on the carpet two feet away from him. sitting up almost immediately, he covers his mouth in disbelief as he takes in the situation, desperately looking for where his phone is without making too much noise.
â 6 missed texts from The Boyz groupchat! riwoo: taesanieeee did u go back to the dorm without telling us :(Â leehan: Wasnât he talking to y/n? leehan: Check outside sungho: yeah, heâs still out there talking to them sungho: leave him be lmao jaehyun: actually? this isnât really y/nâs type of crowd jaehyun: iâm surprised they havenât gone home yet LOL keep up the good work taesan ;)
he puts his phone down on the floor, letting out a sigh as he places his head in his hands. oh god, and theyâre already on him about this. he canât help but let the last message jaehyun sent get to his head. not your crowd, huh? yeah, makes sense. after all, you shone so bright last night, itâs only reasonable for them to think that you probably wouldnât get along with a guy who practically hugged the wall the whole time.
âheâs just trying to psych you out, you know.â you ran your hands through your hair as you stretch, taesanâs phone in hand. he shoots up immediately, in shock at the realization that you were awake and that you read the texts on his phone. âsorry for taking a peek at your groupchat, was just curious about what had you sulking so early in the morning.â you pass it back to him, his cheeks visibly flushed in embarrassment; the sunlight shining through the blinds only illuminating his current flustered state further.Â
âi wasnât planning on coming to the party last night, by the way. i only showed up because he told me youâd be there. you think i havenât noticed you around campus too?â you smile at him from your place on the floor, moving over to give him a peck on the cheek. he thinks itâs insane how charming you can get, even if you just woke up. âstop worrying so much-- iâm here to stay, taesan. only if you treat me to breakfast though.âÂ
taesan doesnât exactly know how he ended up here, but he was almost certain he'd found his new muse.

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love at first bite
pairing: kim mingyu x gender neutral reader
genre: fluff, college au, strangers/classmates to lovers
word count: 1.4k (including bonus)
warnings: mentions of food, just very embarrassing for reader.
author note: this is a repost, so if youâve seen it before, you probably have. i hope you enjoy :D
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you shouldâve taken up your classmateâs offer.Â
you were packing up after your shared history class earlier when chan had suggested that you get lunch with him before eventually going your separate ways to study.Â
he had sat two seats away from you when the semester had started, and when he asked you for notes after a particularly confusing class, it took only two more until he had shifted to sit next to you, becoming your Thinkers and Thugs: Ancient Greeks and Romans buddy (yes, that was the actual name of the class; it turned out that you both had thought it would be a fun class when selecting it, but in reality it was just discussing what old man in history was worse).
you felt a little guilty rejecting him when his face fell, but you had a date with yourself already planned: you would stop by the cafe to get your favourite drinkâand a cake slice on-the-house, thanks to your best friendâs new job there (thank you joshua!)âbefore heading to the library to study your butt off for your approaching midterms.
however, your seemingly perfect plans were interrupted by a sign on the door of the pledis university cafe, saying that it was closed temporarily due to constructionâjoshua had complained about how the sink had been broken by one of his coworkers the other day, so it made sense. it was alright though; your plans could still be salvaged, and you grabbed a can of coffee from the vending machine in the lobby of the library instead. after finishing half of the beverage in one go (what? talking about roman thugs takes a lot out of a person), you had made your way to your favourite spot, at the very end of the row of cozy study tables.Â
your productivity lasts for a solid 2 hours, planning out what to go over before your exams and whenâyou are not going to be unprepared for them like last semester, when midterms had been more hellish than usual, as you hadnât planned anything out. taking a quick look at the clock on your laptop tells you that itâs 4:30 pm already, the time you had decided earlier to head homeâŚbut you were so close to finishing a section for your history class that you decide to keep on typing.Â
around 15 minutes later, you hear your stomach growl quietly. you had been so caught up in studying that you had completely forgotten to eat somethingâyour body was surviving only on the tasteless can of coffee from earlier, and the small breakfast you had eaten this morning.Â
remembering that you had a bottle of water from the long walk joshua had forced you on by the beach yesterdayââitâll be fun!â he had said. spoiler alert: it was not, as your favourite jacket had gotten dirty with all the sand, and how you both had become sweaty messes by the end with hair all over the place, thanks to the ocean breeze.
you take it out and chug the remaining water down, praying that itâll stop your stomach from being noisy in the still library; youâre almost done with the last section you needed to cover for another class, and then you could be free to grab some food before heading back to the pledis uni dorms.Â
somehow, the powers above decide that the lack of cake slices provided by joshua wasnât enough suffering, and your stomach growls loudly. your hands quickly make their way to press down on your abdomen (like it would even make a difference) and thankfully, there aren't many people around to see the flush creep up your face. it takes a few deep breaths in and out for you to feel comfortable enough to go back to your work.Â
you manage to type out five words.
just five words before your stomach growls again louder and by this point, youâre probably as red as the fire trucks stationed at the fire hall you pass by to get to the dorms. unable to stop yourself, you slump down against the library work table, your head finding its way onto your laptopâwhich you closed beforehand.Â
you have no more water, and you had finished that stupid can of coffee ages ago. your thoughts circle back to the cafe. if only it had been openâŚyou wouldnât have been in this situation. you let out a soft sigh at the missed opportunity of cake.Â
the sound of plastic crinkling against the solid wood of your desk pokes through your hunger induced daze of cake, and you look to the side, eyes straining to see a single granola bar right above your left ear. what theâdid the powers above decide to help you for once?Â
a quick look behind the snack told you no; it was just the guy sitting at the table beside you.Â
wait. there was a guy sitting beside you this entire time? holy shâ you frantically think, face immediately flushing again.
your neighbour doesnât seem to notice you staring, his eyes now focused on the review booklet he was going over. huh, it looks strangely similar to the one you were poring over yesterday while studying for your Introduction to Linguistics class.
he seems vaguely familiar, but you canât quite pinpoint why.Â
he suddenly turns his attention on you, his warm eyes focusing on yours and the corners of his lips turning up before he softly calls your name. âyou should take a bite before your stomach growls again, it was pretty loud.âÂ
you sit up, straightening your posture before tilting your head. âdo i know you?âÂ
he laughs quietly, and you find yourself lost in the way his giggles carry over to your ears quietly like music. he picks the granola bar and places it lightly in your hand, gesturing for you to open it first.Â
as you slowly peel apart the plastic covering and take a small bite, he grins. âiâm mingyu! i uh, iâm in your intro to linguistics class actually. you probably recognize me from there.âÂ
his words make perfect sense once you process them, and you finally remember that heâs the tall guy who sits behind you in class.
âi borrowed a pencil from you once actually,â his soft smile turns into a sheepish grin and he slumps like a scolded puppy, preparing for the worst. âi never gave it back becauseâŚi uhâŚi broke your pencil by accident.âÂ
you blink, put down the empty granola bar wrapper and burst into laughter. this guy before you, whoâs definitely much stronger judging by the muscles barely hidden by his red sweatshirt, was scared of you? now that was something to laugh about.
âdonât worry about it,â you say, still giggling. âyou can pay me back byâŚâ your eyes light up. âby paying for a meal right now!âÂ
his eyes widen before he smiles again, and you can practically see his puppy ears perk up. âreally? we can go to the pho place across the street then! itâs been a while since i went, anyway.â
you nod before grinning at his excitement, and he jumps up and starts walking towards the entrance of the library.Â
confused, you call out to him. âmingyu, you silly goose! you forgot your stuff!âÂ
âoh rightâŚi forgot i needed that.â
bonus!
(a/n: hater #1 is seungkwan, hater #2 is jeonghan, bononie is vernon)
mingyu â
oh my god i feel so bad for them đ
their stomach keeps grumblingâŚdid they not eatâŚ
bononie â
yikesÂ
ur down bad
mingyu â
WHAT DID I EVEN DO?Â
all i said was that i feel badâŚ
bononie â
exactly lmao
hater #1 â
mingyu you loser just talk to them
theyâre literally right beside you.
mingyu â
THEY LOOK EMBARRASSED ENOUGH
I'M NOT GONNA DISTURB THEM
hater #2 â
literally just talk to them iâm with seungkwan on this
bononie â
mingyu if u dont talk to them now u never will
do u want to end up single forever or smth
hater #1 â
me and jeonghan would win the bet thenâŚÂ
nvm mingyu donât do anything!
mingyu â
YOU BET ON ME BEING SINGLE?
do you have no trust in my amazingness
hater #1 â
shut up mingyu
hater #2 â
shut up mingyuÂ
mingyu â
geez i canât catch a break can i
bononie â
anywayâŚ
u said they were hungry rightÂ
literally just give them a granola bar i know u have tons of those in ur bag
mingyu â
oh wait thatâs actually a good idea
iâm doing thatÂ
wish me luck guys!
hater #1 â
noÂ
i need money from chan
donât even try to approach them.
omg iâd get two birds with one stone!
#seventeen#seventeen fluff#seventeen scenarios#seventeen imagines#seventeen x reader#mingyu fluff#mingyu scenarios#mingyu imagines#mingyu x reader#kim mingyu x reader#kim mingyu fluff#kim mingyu imagines#kim mingyu x you#dokries works
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HEâS A STONER â k.k


⤠kazuha kaedehara x fem! reader
smoking weed and having sex w. kazuha for the first time.
cw. smut. unprotected sex. oral (f. & m. receiving). riding. fingering. creampie. virginity loss. nipple play. tit-sucking. praising. groping. corruption. usage of drugs(marijuana). modern au. +18!
wc: 3.2k
a/n: Iâm in-love with stoner kazuha btw.

Kazuha kaedehara was your classmate in some of your classes but not all of them, he was also your friend sort of in a way that your the only person he talks to whenever his friends arenât in his classes. No he wasnât a bad boy, a slacker or a jerk who teases. He was actually nice and friendly to others even mostly you and other girls. Though he was a heavy stoner, every time he walk past to say hi youâd always smelt a whiff a weed on him and his friends. The girls didnât mind it, maybe they were smokers too.
All the girls wanted kazuha. When he walked into class, they stare and give him a small wave and giggle to themselves. You didnât deny you also had a crush on him as well, it wasnât a bad thing, he was cute and the small red streak that gives out from his platinum blonde hair and his intriguing smile he does you canât resist. But you also heard from your friend that he hops around girl to girl. You never asked or talked about it with him still he never shy away from talking about which girl he had in his bed last night and âit was alright nothing specialâ with his friends you overhear.
Yeah you did like kazuha but you doubt you ever confess anything to him, youâre pretty sure girls do that everyday.
You thought otherwise yet kazuha has it bad for you. Yeah he messed with other girls but itâs not like he wasnât thinking of you. He writes poetry about you in private, some romance in his poetry writing class. His friends would tease him about his soppy poems though he didnât care, he wasnât a kind a guy to be afraid of showing emotions, they would even ask him when is he ever gonna ask you out or get him to fuck during their smoke sesh.
Kazuha didnât let his friends get to him, he was just gonna let things go slow and by that he asks you to hang out with him back at his dorm just to hang and talk like friends nothing more, not like a date, not yet.
âUh..are your friends gonna be there?â You ask him âNo theyâre gonna be a party, I didnât want to go anyway not tonight that is cause I thought we could just hangout..â he shrugs
You did think about it, was he being genuine? Or get into your pants like every other girl? It could be both. He is not at all a bad person, even if you say no there could always be another time, he would understand. Since you liked him how could you say no to kazuha.
âAlright yeah lets do it thenâ you smile
Until then when you got to his room it was no surprise to you that it reeked of weed. It wasnât unbearable it was tolerable, you didnât mind it. The surprising part was that his dorm was cleaned, nice and organized and his roommateâs side as well. You never went into a boys dorm so you expected it to be messy, well kazuha made the most of it.
You both sat on his bed and talked as usual as you would talk in class but at least you get to actually talk more and have longer conversations this time.
During mid conversation kazuha pulled out a joint from a tin box that was already perfectly rolled up and a lighter out his pocket. You glare at him doing so stopping from what you were saying, watching him bring it up to his lips, lighting at the thick end of the joint and it burns and start to give out a strong smell as soon as he blew out a little smoke and try not to blow it in your face.
He chuckles to himself when you stare in awe almost like you never seen weed being smoked before but also he was a gorgeous smoker. âWould you like to try?â He asks as
Smoking weed was never something that came across your mind. It wasnât that you didnât want to try it or hated the fact that it was bad for your lungs, you knew it was but still it was never in your face for it to cross your mind for you to decide whether you wanted to do it or not. You werenât gonna lie you were curious.
âI donât know how..â you admit like you were the only one in the world who never smoked.
âI can teach youâ he shifts himself closer to you.
âOkayâ you nod but before he gave you it he asks
âAre you sure? I donât want you doing something you donât want to doâ
âIâm sureâ you were a tad bit nervous, only because you donât know what itâs like to be high once you smoke it.
He passes you it and you bring it up to your mouth already, he lights it and blows on it so it can burn and a string of smoke emitted. âDonât suck it just inhale and try to hold itâ he tells you and you listen.
You ended up coughing really hard, a bunch of smoke leaving your mouth as you didnât intend to inhale that much and kazuha couldnât help but hold his stomach in laughter, watching you struggle to catch your breath trying to get the hot air to leave your throat.
âTs- not funny!â You continued to cough and hit him in the shoulder.
âI didnât think you would inhale that much-â he wipes a tear from his eye still snickering to himself.
Kazuha takes another puff and passes it back to you after you stopped coughing. This time you tried not to make your last mistake again.
Only a few minutes go by, you and kazuha just sat there and laughed about your coughing still. It wasnât even that funny but you couldnât help yourself from restraining yourself to. You both had practically finished it, it became just a dud at that there was no more use to it.
You felt like your mind was stuck like you couldnât form thoughts more than 5 secs, your fingers start to feel tingling and the bed you sat on felt like you were about to mold with it or sink in. It wasnât a scary feeling it was more of a funny, weird and calm feeling. Kazuha can tell you were high in the clouds, it was so entertaining watching you like this for the first time knowing you never smoked a day in your life.
âI assume your feeling it by nowâ he lets out a small chuckle once again, since kazuha was more tolerable he was used to it and you being new you felt lighter like you were floating, tiny needles prickling at your skin. âyeah i jus..fewl weird..how long sâ this supposed to last?â
â-A few hoursâ
âThenâŚwhat do we do..now?â The way words fell out your mouth slowly like you couldnât speak as fast as you use to.
âI know something that it can make your high ten times betterâ he smirks tapping his finger on his chin as if he had a devious plan.
âHm?â
Your brain didnât process faster than him pressing his lips against yours and his hand sliding from your knee high up to your thigh caressing it.
You started to sink into his lips, slowly drifting from reality to kazuha taking you so deeply in your mouth, it was slow but desperate you moaned into his mouth as he slide in his hot tongue inside between your lips. Colliding his tongue into yours, You try to pull away for air but he just leans in more deepening into the hot wet kiss with his hand inching higher now under your skirt you wore and his other hand groping your tit massaging it through your shirt. Maybe you were too high to tell if it were real or not but his lips felt so good with yours.
âPut your arms upâ he pulls away from your lips.
You did, no questions asked as he lifted your top off over your head, revealing your tits to him as you werenât wearing a bra underneath and he unzips your skirt from the side and dragging them down now showing your panties. You were so cute and high as hell being told what to do already.
âKa-zuha..Iâm aââ
âSâ okay i knowâ since you donât remember by your mind being too clouded to think, there was a time you told him you were a virgin. You had nothing to worry about, it was kazuha after all. You trusted him and your trusting him with your body too and maybe or maybe not kazuha purposely intended this all from the beginning.
He takes off his clothes as well, he had very much pale soft skin and he took down his hair from a ponytail letting his platinum blonde hair fall down to his shoulders. He is so pretty, the only thought you could make out in your head.
his hand reaches between your inner thighs pressing lightly at your clit earning a small whine from you. An intense feeling growing as he continues to rub the pad of his fingers through your panties on your clit. your thighs start to squeeze around his wrist, squirming and grinding against his hand to apply more pressure, it just felt so good.
His lips latch onto your nipple, nibbling it softly and sucking on it, he tries to take your boob into his mouth. You felt how hot his mouth is on your tit, it was nothing but warmth, giving you more of a feeling than just the his fingers rubbing throughly against your dampen panties. Nothing but small noises came from you only.
âDo you want more?â
âYes pleaseâ you whine
âLay down for me thenâ
Again, you listen. Laying back down on your back on the bed, you lazily lift your hips up for kazuha to take down your panties off your legs. You were so obedient, so perfect in kazuhaâs eyes. Right when he takes them off kazuha licked his lips at the sight of your pussy, begging for it to be touched. He only ran his finger along your clit and how your cunt twitched.
âKazuhaâ you cry waiting to be touched again.
He couldnât help smile to himself, how your literally so desperate for him. âYouâll feel so good baby i promiseâ he spreads open your legs. his slender hands pushing your thighs to your chest as his head sinks down and you jolted at the feeling of his scorching hot tongue being dragged on your cunt and over your clit letting out a cry.
Your hands grip the pillow your head laid on. Your back arched slightly, you tried not to move away, it became too much from the way he kept licking and using his lips to cravingly suck on your clit. Your head was becoming much fuzzier than it was. your breathing becomes quicker by the second, âka-hah-zuha!â His name being moaned out from you.
His lips detach from your cunt and then his two digits slowly slid in your core. Your breath being caught in your throat, feeling your walls spread by his fingers. It didnât hurt but it felt odd knowingly nothing was ever put up there except his fingers are the first. His fingers thrusting into you in a languid motion and he brings his lips back to clit.
Your hands couldnât grip the pillow anymore, your fingers combed through kazuhaâs soft hair and how much he ended up adoring it, his scalp getting massaged while you moan out with his tongue circling your puffy clit and his fingers pumping in and out of your hole at the same time, you were getting dizzy.
Your let out high pitched moans when you began to feel a some sort of electrifying sensation form in your lower region. âKazuha! I-â you squeezed your eyes shut seeing stars behind your eyelids. Kazuha can feel you nearing, he pumps his fingers faster and focus on your clit. Strangled noises from you making kazuha painfully erect, rutting against the bed. You came twitching around his fingers and a static feeling growing through your body as you were orgasming.
Kazuha smiles at you in your struggled state, kissing your inner thighs as your slowly coming down. He climbs over you and kisses your lips for a few seconds, parting from your lips once again.
âSit upâ You sat up, you donât know if it was weed or he casted a spell on you but you were listening like a good girl to him.
âI need you to help me tooâ he pulls out his cock from his boxers and it springs to his stomach, the tip red and becoming leaky.
âI need you to use that pretty mouth of yoursâ his thumb swiping across your bottom lip. You nod looking up in his scarlet eyes filled with nothing but lust. Youâd do anything he asked you to in your vulnerable state of mind. You went on your knees and kazuhaâs hand cupped your cheek and gives you a faint smile before you could take him in your mouth.
You never done this before but somehow from the way kazuha took deep breaths and moans softly in pleasure, he was enjoying it. His moans start to turn into whines when you take him deeper, your tongue licking up his shaft. âYouâre doing so well alreadyââ he hissed.
Your cunt began to ache again just from his whining. You wanted to touch yourself and suck him off at the same time but all your focus was on him and his cock throbbing inside your mouth. Your tongue swipes at his slit, the hotness of your mouth and being high all at once giving him a ten times crazy sensitivity. âYour so good..feels so goodâŚah!â
He started to squirm, his stomach muscles flexing and his hand travel to the back of your head, bucking his hips a bit into your mouth. The further you went down on him the more your eyes bubbled with tears, nothing went farther down in your mouth other than his tip nudging in the back of your throat. He had to cum inside your mouth, his pants start to get heavier and his voice became whinier. You can feel his cock shudder, bits on cum leaving onto your tongue and then a loud moan breaks out, he releases a hot string of cum down your throat you had no choice but to swallow though you didnât care, as a matter of fact you enjoyed it, a lot.
âYou did so well..â he brings your face up to his, giving you a kiss like a sweet reward. He can taste his own cum on your tongue.
He patted his leg, signaling you to straddle his lap and his already erect dick prods at your pussy, your cunt clenches onto nothing. The embarrassment starts to creep up your back âKazuha Iâm a littleââ
âDonât be nervousâ he gives you a reassuring look. His hands on your hips and his positions his cock at your slit. âThink about how amazing youâre gonna feelâ and without a hurry you sink down onto him, his cock spreading you open like his fingers did but much more. You both let out a small sigh as so. Your lips quiver squeezing around him tight already didnât even sink down all the way yet with the strange pressure you were not used to.
âAlmost there..â he moans and you whimper in response. Basically splitting you open the more you take in all of him inside you. Finally, your clit hits his pelvis and youâre trying to adjust to his size.
Kazuhaâs hands that were situated on your hips rocked onto his cock in a rhythmic pace. Your body in motion up and down on his cock and your eyes flutter every time you can feel him working you open each time. Your hands gripped his shoulders as you let out a loud whine and kazuhaâs head tilts back, letting out a deep exhale from his throat with your mushy walls swallowing him whole. âAh!âŚyour such a good girl..fuck! Feels amazingâyou feel amazing..tell me how good it isâ
âIt feels..it-so goodâŚâ you sputtered
It was like ten times better having sex while high, like the weed enhanced your nerves and sensitivity stronger than normal sex. It was clearly a great euphoric feeling. Kazuha thought he shouldâve done this ages ago but it probably wouldnât be the same with other girls, just you. why didnât he have you before? It was like you both were becoming one, shaping together, his dick plunging into you and you became a mess over him.
Kazuha takes your hands and intertwines with your fingers, watches you bounce on his cock on your own without needing his hands to guide you and keep the pace steady. âDonât stop-â His lips find your perk nipples, sucking and biting on your bud, swirling his tongue around and went back to sucking hard until your bud became red and swollen making you break out a hissed moan until he moves to the next untouched one yet his hand massages your tit and his fingers nips and plays with your abused nipple.
You felt like you were about to crash. Your legs ached a bit and your cunt now being stretched out and scraped by his cock. You could feel it, you could feel every inch of his cock deep within. His tongue doing wonders on your nipple and his index and thumb pinching at your other. It was all too much for your nerves that you start to the feel the knot in your belly forming and time began to slow down, kazuhaâs dick pulsing at your walls. You both were about to cum in a minute.
Kazuha couldnât help but speed up the process, his hips jerking at a erratic pace and each time he hit deep you break out a cry still recoiling your hips against his dick. âI-Iâm..about toââ you whimper âwant me to..cum inside?â He breath hitches, you nod hurriedly. You were experiencing everything at once, the lightheadedness like your mind was on clouds, your heart racing like it was about to burst out your chest, and your core ready to cream on his cock. Both of your sweat being combined.
He hit deep into your cunt, letting out harmonized moans together as he filling your inside with his warmth of cum and your muscles contracting harshly around him. Both shaking and trembling like everything was being pooled out of you even the air in your lungs.
Kazuha pushed you down back against the mattress, still trying to come down from your feverish state, separated your legs apart taking out his dick halfway staring at the mess you both made in amusement, cum coating your insides and his dick all together. He smirks to himself, grabbing another rolled up joint, lighting it up and take one huge puff before opening your jaw to kiss you, blowing smoke into your mouth. he lets out a sigh while you exhale the smoke he emptied in your mouth, stimulating your high again. âIâm sure we can go another round..what do you say?â
#genshin x reader#genshin smut#genshin x you#genshin imagines#genshin fanfic#kazuha smut#kazuha x reader#kazuha x y/n#kazuha x you#kazuha x reader smut#genshin impact smut#genshin impact x reader#kaedehara kazuha x reader#kaedehara kazuha smut
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Dirty little secret!
Ft: Gojo Satoru
Context: College AU, bully Gojo and quiet reader
Warnings!: Rough sex, quickie, creampies, hair pulling, dirty talk, blackmail, filming, spanking, mention of Geto lol, and no aftercare :(
Plot: Using reader for answers, bully Gojo ensures sheâd never chicken out with some videos he has saved, but what happens when she has had enough?
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5:04 PM
Laughter erupting from your lips, currently sitting on a random bench in the campusâ courtyard with one of your closest friends as you two chatted and gossiped about some of your classmates. Teasing each other with small remarks, you couldnât help but scoff once your friend mentioned the the most annoying man on planet earth, Gojo Satoru.
âThat one guyâŚGojo right? Heâs always sleeping or just never there, he seems to linger around you a lot though, maybe he has a crush on you?â Your friend asked, clearly annoyed by the mention, you dramatically rolled your eyes before shrugging, trying your best to brush it off and change rhetoric topic âI dunnoâ heâs as dumb as a rock, thank god the years almost over, or else I might-â Words getting cut off by the sudden buzz of your phone from your pocket, pulling it out to see the notification. Speak of the devil, was almost like he heard you both talking about him. How annoying.
It was a message from the man himself, demanding you to come over to his dorm in the next 5 minutes for one of your âstudy sessionsâ that you both have âWhoâs that? Ooo~ donât tell me! Y/Nâs got a hot date?~â Your friend teases, wiggling her eyebrows as she tries to peer over your shoulder. âAs if, donât worry about it. I should get going anyways.â Puffing out her cheeks in disappointment at your blatant lie, your friend almost seemed sad upon this news, simply humming in response in a suspicious tone before giving your shoulder a playful hit. âItâs ok, see you tomorrow!â
Nodding in response, you placed your phone back into your pocket before dusting off your attire, waving goodbye as you both exchange words of departure; then walking off to the dormitory.
5:26 PM
Knocking on the door to Gojoâs dorm, you had finally arrived after the mediocre walk across the campus, having to drop off some of your textbooks on the way. Before you could even lift your finger to knock once more, the door had swung open, and you were yanked inside with a small yelp.
Before you stood a pouty Gojo, arms crossed and eyebrow raised. âI said 5 minutes, it took you over 20 to get here! Did you get lost or somethinâ?â Rolling your eyes at his sassy behavior, you refused to give him an explanation, simply placing your things down before unbuttoning your top, ready to get it over with.âWhoah, someoneâs cranky~ Already getting undressed? I thought I taught you better than to be such a stubborn bratâ He taunted, mirroring your actions as he too, began to strip of his attire, pulling you onto the bed.
5:32
âCmon~ donât tell me youâre already tired, we just started! You had so much attitude before, whereâd it all go? I hope you didnât lose count or else weâll have to start all over again~â knuckles turning white as you gripped the sheets, you were currently laying across his lap as he sat on the bed, chest flat against the silk sheets while he held onto your hips, large palms rubbing over the red marks he had made. Bottom lip trembling due to the stinging on your ass, you heard him chuckle a bit before delivering yet another harsh slap, the sound echoing throughout his dorm. âI asked you a question baby, what count are we on?â Already overwhelmed, tears bubbled in your eyes as you tried to wiggle away in a futile attempt to escape the pain, only for him to yank you back onto his lap. âI-I donâtâŚ.n-number 11 right?â You whimpered, voice barely audible as you trembled like a leaf.
Bracing yourself for another torturous slap, you paused for a moment once you were met with nothing, craning your head to the side only to be met with yet another stinging hit, amusement plastering itself onto his features. Gojo reached down to grab your hair, pulling your head up to catch a glimpse of your embarrassed face enjoying how quickly your demeanor crumbled from a small punishment. âDonât get all shy now, youâre already crying? Seriously? Pffft- I gotta show Suguru this-â Grabbing his phone that sat next to you on the bed, he pushed the device into your face as he took a series of photos, capturing the way your damp lashes fluttered and how your mascara ran down your face. âG-Gojo stop..no more please..â Ignoring your pleas, a small snicker left gojos lips while he sent the photos to his best friend, flipping you around so rather than laying across him, your chest was connected with the sheets as your ass remained on his lap in a doggy style position.
Amused by the sight, Gojo pulled down the hem of his boxers to finally release his aching shaft, lining his leaking head up with your entrance, his hands held a firm grip on your hips. âIâm feeling needy tonight, no need for foreplay right? Youâre a slut so I bet itâll slide right in anyways~â Before you even had a chance to respond, he pushed his shaft in with one swift motion of his hips, throwing his head back at the pleasurable sensation of your velvety walls pulsing around his cock, groaning softly in response. As for you, despite his teasing words, the feeling his dick penetrating you so fast without any foreplay was rather unexpected, stunned for a few moments until your poor mind had finally registered what had happened, a mixture of pain and pleasure being woven together while you helplessly clawed at the sheets, panting heavily to try and regain your composure.
Relishing the sight of you struggling to take his length, a smirk placed itself on Gojoâs face, your reaction clearly feeding his ego plenty, wanting you watch you crumble even further, he began to rock his hips, wasting no time until he began a ruthless pace, causing the sounds of skin slapping to echo throughout the room. Moaning loudly, your back bent into an arch and your toes curled, the lewd sounds of your cries and skin connecting undoubtedly being audible from the hallway for anyone else to hear. Just when you thought it was too much too soon, you regained your senses once you heard the familiar sound of a camera shutter behind you, followed by a small fit of laughter. Was he seriously taking photos of you like this?
âW-What are you doing? D-Did you seriously just take a photo!â
âRelax~ I need to gather more evidence to ensure you wonât leave, you wouldnât want everyone seeing these photos of you, right?â
âThatâs b-blackmail you jerk!â
âI think of it more as a business procedure~â
Snickering softly at his own words, you couldnât believe him, blackmailing you in the middle of sex just for the thrill of it. However, little did you know, he wouldnât dare share those photos even if he wanted to, probably with his best friend, but thatâs it. Maybe heâd even jerk off to them later, it didnât matter though, why do that when you were right here. His greedy blue eyes absorbed the way your ass bounced against his pelvis with each thrust, and mentally capturing the way your cries filled the room, watching you succumb to your pleasure had to be one of his favorite things to do. âItâs fine though, no one else can fuck you like I do right? Such a slut, always crawling back to me~â Feeling his tip graze against your most sensitive parts, you couldnât help but tighten your walls as a particularly high pitched moan rolled off your tongue. âY-You came to me about this, asshole!â
Cocking his head off to the side at your words, he put his phone down once more before grabbing the back of your neck, pulling you up so your back could be flushed against his chest, allowing his member to protrude you even deeper. âSuch a brat, itâs okay though, Iâll make sure to tame this pussy of yours real good~â Hands trying to find leverage, your fingers dug into his forearm while you blinked up at him a few times, large hues staring into his before pouting your lips in response to his words. Taking this opportunity, his hand shifted to hold your throat tightly while your lips connected, your tongues interwinding with each other as his deep thrusts caused a small coil to begin to tighten within your stomach.
It was all too familiar, youâve done this enough times to recognize your own release when it approached, trying to alert him with the way your walls tightened and movements turning rather sluggish. Releasing your lips from his, a thin strand of saliva dangled between the two of you, hazy eyes forced to look at him as his hand held your head up. Relishing the sight of how quickly you were dumbed down from his cock, his grip on your neck tightened to hold you in place, as if you were going anywhere in this state. His other hand moving down to rub your clit in circular motions, trying to bring you to your climax while his signature smirk remained prominent as he too felt his release inching closer, abs flexing as his shaft twitched each time he dragged it along your walls.
Crying out his name, you were unable to murmur anything else, the peak of your pleasure rapidly approaching as his head continuously grazed against a sensitive spot in particular, causing you to see stars. Mouth left agape, your walls clamped down as a clear fluid coated both the inside of your thighs, as well as the sheets beneath you both. Left in a temporary hazed out state, you whined pitifully once you began to feel overstimulated, continuing to fuck you dumb even after your release. âAlready tapping out? Didnât know my dick was that good- hah- fuck..â Groans growing louder, it didnât take much longer until his release was approaching, giving one final thrust before white liquids spurted out, coating your inner walls white as he came inside. Removing his hand from your neck, he grabbed his phone once more, taking a photo of the way his cum dripped out of you while his hand that previously stimulated your clit was now parting your folds for a better view, pulling out his shaft with a low chuckle.
âLook at that, canât wait to show Suguru this, you think heâll be jealous?â Mumbling incoherent words in response, Gojo simply laughed before laying you back against his bed as he began to redress himself, fixing his white hair before placing his glasses back on, collecting his items before heading to the door. âI have stuff to do, Iâll be expecting my homework tomorrow, better hurry and leave too before my roommate sees you like this~â
Watching as he left, you sighed heavily, wiping the sweat from your forehead with an irritated expression. âAsshole..â
That was my first fic! I hope you liked it, it was pretty short but honestly I just wanted to get something out, donât forget to leave requests down for more â¤ď¸ď¸
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#jjk smut#jujutsu kaisen smut#gojo satoru#jujutsu gojo#gojo x reader#gojo smut#satorugojo#gojou satoru x you#satoru x y/n#jjk gojo
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Viktor was a smart man- IS! He is a smart man, but Jayce, gods he makes Viktor feel so stupid.
Jayce x Viktor
Warnings: Talk about real world probloms?
A/N: Viktor is an Enviormental science student who is active in political and social probloms. He works at a small student owned human rights campain and makes posts about it on his socials. Jayce is an Engineer student. Who works at a small restaraunt. And helps Viktor figure out logistics. As a viktor kinnie looking for my irl Jayce, I approve this message.
"Okay, maybe choosing not to live in the dorms was stupid." Viktor huffs as He and Jayce walk back to their flat after classes. "Better accomidations at the flat." Jayce says not really looking up from his new work scedule, untill Viktor stops him from walking into traffic. "Eh, I could handle the stairs but walking in the cold, no." "Could you?" Jayce says a little dazed from getting pulled. "I dunno, probably." "But could you handle living with classmates?" Jayce smirks. "Eh, I live with you." "But thats diffrent." Jayce laughs as Viktor opens the door to the appartment building for him. "Is it now?" Viktor hums as Jayce unlockes the flat. "Isent it?" Jayce responds faking heart brake. "I mean, you are a classmate that I live with." Viktor reasons. "But you like living with me." Jayce smirks as he starts rummaging through the cabnits. "Hm." Vik hums as he lays his bag on his bed and starts taking out his home work. "Dont you?" Jayce says starting to dig into a bad of chips. "I suppose so. And dont eat all of thoes." Jayce smiles at that. "Would you rather cook?" Viktor thinks about it for a moment. "No. Order in, I have, eh a lot of work to do." "Homework?" Jayce asks placeing an order for there regular meals. "Mhm, and some personal studies." Jayce nods looking up at Viktor. "What kind of personal studies?" Viktor pulls off his sweater in favor of his "homosexual tendencies" t- shirt. He tried not to smile when he sees Jayce blush. "The normal kind." Jayce smiles and hands Viktor a hoodie knowing he gets cold. "Good luck saving the world, V. Ill text you when the food gets here." Viktor smile as Jayce once again proves how perfect he is. Trading his black jeans and stability brace for ball shorts and a fabric brace, he climbs into bed and opens his laptop. The image of him and Jayce doing some cheap face masks they got greet him. He hates to admit that he likes Jayce, and he wont unless directly asked. After a few minutes he hears his phone buzz but ignores it favor of a study about low life expectancy in low income areas.
Jayce lays all the food out on the coffee table and checks to see if Viktor has responded. When he sees he hasent Jayce decides to go get him. "V? Food's here." Viktor pushes his glasses up by rubbing his eyes. "Ah, yes. Sorry." Jayce gives a sentimental smile "No problem." After a moment they are both sitting on the couch food in hand and scrolling through tv. "Hey, V?" "Hm?" Viktor responds a mouthful of food. "...I dont see you as another classmate." Jayce confesses not making eye contact. "What do you mean, Jayce?" Viktor asks trying to decipher what exactly Jayce ment. "I mean, I feel close to you. I like you." Viktor laughs "Thats a relief, it would suck if you hated your flat mate-" "Viktor. I like, you." Jayce says more firmly looking at the other man now. "Oh." Viktor says quietly. "I..Im not good at talking about feelings but..I like you too."
A/N: i kinda lost modivation for this ive had a long day, but if you want more of this au or if you have any advice please shoot me an ask. Im always looking for inspo and mutuals.
#modern jayvik au#jayvik#jayce/viktor#jayce talis#viktor kin#viktor arcane#viktor x jayce#arcane au#arcane#activism#real world problems
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Teachers Pet
guess who's back!! me!! yay!! umm another request from my pookie bear @etherealhozier so thank her for this one! (also apologies for the unoriginal ass title, i couldnt think of anything else so yeah!!)
cw: age gap (20 sumthing years idk i cant do math!), pet names, thigh riding, cumming on leg (yum), i think thats it!!
You knew from a small age you wanted to catch âbad guysâ for a living. Which is why immediately after you graduated high school, you had already enrolled in one of the criminal behavioural classes at the college you attended, as one of your main classes. Â
After about a month of being at your university, you had settled in quite nicely as you got to know all of your teachers and other classmates. Now the love for criminal activity and all things crime being the main reason you were attending college, you promised yourself that you wouldnât let anything get in your way.Â
Until you saw him. Dr. Reid, or more formally known as the FBI agent turned professor, was the one who taught you and everyone else all about the interesting subject. He was tall, slender and had dark hair, and even darker eyes like he was hiding something. The way he talked so passionately about his life in the BAU made your stomach swirl.Â
You knew this was completely wrong, having a crush on a man who was at least in his mid 40s, while you were in your early 20s. It almost disgusted you, the things you thought of letting him do to you, bending you over and smack-
â(Y/n). Are you paying attention?â A stern but quiet voice interrupted your daydreams as you looked at the man in front of you.Â
âYes sir. Sorry.â You said embarrassed. If he could read minds, youâd sure as hell be in a lot of trouble.Â
He pursed his lips at you, forming a smile and giving you a nod and continued teaching. You groaned quietly, knowing this would be a long semester.Â
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After class, youâd packed your things up and were about to head off to your dorm for study time, when you were halted by a call of your name.Â
â(Y/n). Can I speak to you for a moment?â Your professor had caught you red handed and you knew you were done for as you walked over to his desk, after he shut the door.Â
âYour attention span has been decreasing lately. Is everything at home okay? Anyone bothering you?â He seemed genuinely concerned for you as he asked you.Â
âNo sir. Everythingâs fine. Iâm just⌠itâs hard to pay attention in class.â Your tone slipped out more seductive than it shouldâve and you knew damn well what you were doing was wrong, but you couldnât care less. Spencer swallowed harshly, his Adamâs apple bobbing slightly as you spoke to him.Â
âOh? Whyâs that (y/n)? Iâm not boring you, am I?â He said with a raspy laugh that made your stomach flip.Â
âNo, not at all sir. If anything,â you said looking him up and down. âItâs quite the opposite.âÂ
You were so nervous with what you were doing right now that you felt like throwing up. You took a step closer to the man in front of you and looked at him.Â
âNo. Stop.â He whispered out. âThis is utterly inappropriate and so, so wrong.â He stopped you in your tracks and you started at him with embarrassment and guilt.Â
âShit, Iâm⌠Iâm gonna go.â You quickly grabbed your things and rushed out the door, Spencer yelling after you but you didnât turn back.Â
That night in your dorm, you couldnât stop thinking about what happened as you got so frustrated with yourself. But within a few seconds, an idea popped into your head. If he really wanted you, youâd have to make him show you. And thatâs exactly what you were going to do.Â
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The next day for class, youâd almost forgotten about what had happened when you remembered your plan. Make him want you. You thought to yourself if this was really what you wanted to do, yet you went through with the plan. You jumped out of your current skirt and replaced it with another, shorter, smaller one as you did the same with your shirt. You popped open the first few buttons and let your hair fall loosely over your shoulders, and decided to go with a dark red lipstick, with well as a pair of heels as you walked to class.Â
Everyone had their eyes on you. Teachers, students, hell, everyone was gawking at you in awe. Whispers of shock fled peoples mouths as you walked into class and took a seat. You sat front row, as you always do, and waited for class to begin. The moment Spencer walked in, you stopped breathing, remembering that this was all for him.Â
âGood morning classâŚâ Spencer trailed off of his sentence as he saw you, and let out a choked cough.  âPardon me, I mustâve had something in my throat. Please take out your notebooks, we will be talking notes today.â The whole entire time Spencer was speaking, he didnât take his eyes off you once. And that continued throughout the whole lesson.Â
By the time class was done, everyone had made their way out as you remained last again, trying to pack up quickly when an angry seeming voice halted you once again.Â
â(Y/n). We need to talk.â Spencer didnât seem impressed at all, but that only filled you with more lust. You gave him a warm, innocent smile and sat back down as he closed his door again.Â
âIs something wrong, Dr?â You batted your eyelashes at Spencer and you hated every second of it, but you needed him.Â
âDonât call me that.â He had a furious look on his face, as he stepped closer towards you. âWhatâs going on with you today? The makeup and clothes, I mean.âÂ
You playfully spoke back to him as he asked you a question. âI donât know what you mean.â
He groaned as you spoke to him, tipping his head back slightly. âDonât play dumb with me, (y/n). You know what youâre doing.âÂ
He lunged forward to you and grabbed your wrist, hard but not too hard.Â
âIs it working, Dr?â You purred back at him, and that only made things worse as he gently put his hand around your neck.Â
âYes. Yes it is, (y/n). Your little âwhoreâ getup makes me sick. God, you donât know what you do to me.â He said growling back at you. As he continued his grip on your neck, another hand made its way down to your legs and stopped at your heat.Â
âFucking soaked. Bet youâve thought about this hm? Me pinning you against this wall and fucking you raw?âÂ
You moaned at his harsh, lustful words as he continued circling your clit through your panties. His grip tightened when you didnât answer, making you squeal loudly.Â
âAnswer me. Have you thought about this, (y/n)?Â
âYes.â Was all you managed to breathe out.Â
âAtta girl.â He praised you as he let go of your neck, sitting back down his desk chair. You stared at him with confusion, not knowing what to do.Â
âCâmere.â He patted his thigh and motioned you to come sit on his lap. You immediately complied, straddling yourself right over his bulge, making you gasp.Â
âIf you want this so bad, youâll get off on my thigh while I grade these papers.â He cooed gently at you, moving the hair out of your face. The angry man that was there seconds ago, was now gone. You whimpered at his command, as you knew you were going to have to work for it.Â
âI know baby, I know. Youâll be okay.â He praised softly, as he leaned in for a kiss. You let his tongue swipe yours, as his teeth grazed your bottom lip, making you moan. He pulled apart from the kiss and you groaned at the loss of contact.Â
âI know you wanted me to fuck you, but thereâs consequences when you come into my office dressed like that. Iâm being nice and at least letting you get off, hm? Such a good girl.âÂ
You couldnât even be mad at him, his sweet tone had taken complete control over you. You started moving your hips against his leg, slowly and painfully, eliciting a moan from your lips that only made him twitch under you. You slowly started to speed up your movements, already feeling your muscles spasm over his cock. His hands made their way from the papers on his desk to your hips, moving them expertly against his leg. He saw that you were getting tired, so he naturally bucked his leg repeatedly into your wet cunt.Â
The familiar coil in your stomach began to break apart and you came tortuously hard on his leg with a loud moan, not caring if anyone heard. He bucked his leg into you again, riding you through your orgasm as you let out sweet little whimpers.Â
âShh shh, Iâve got you baby. Itâs okay. Good girl.â All the little praises he mumbled to you made you needy enough to come again, but you couldnât. Instead, you sit there with your head on his shoulder, all fucked out because of him.Â
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