#I forgot what it was like to feel jealous and angry at a friend getting along with someone else better

[anothermonikan]

I'm insane about electric dreams but not in an objectum way at all. Its standing as THE objectum movie makes sense I suppose but. Idk I'm insane about the movie in a different way than everyone else I fear </3

[zvdvdlvr]

— I Love You

— 🧠 synopsis. A tough case leaves you in the more than willing arms of SSA Aaron Hotchner.

— 🧠 word count. 2,409

— 🧠 warnings. Foul language. Idiots to lovers. Friends to lovers. Weird plot. Possible jealous!Hotch.

Maybe it was the children that hadn’t been saved in time. Maybe it was the pitying glances from not only the team, but the police officers. Maybe, even, it was the way Aaron’s eyes flitted away any time y/n looked up. 

No, y/n was mad. Angry, spiteful, defiant- any other synonyms for angry. The fact that the unsub had been completely fooled by y/n’s act until he had promptly decided he didn’t believe y/n’s promise to help in any way she could to lower his prison sentence. That’s the thing with schizophrenics: they’re extremely paranoid.

Y/n was so infuriated, she refused to talk- a habit that she had learned from childhood. If she didn’t say anything, she couldn’t get in trouble. It was a bad habit that y/n had eventually stopped by the time she went to college because the anger she kept inside of her without any kind of release would always find a way to rot her from the inside out. 

So now, even on the flight home, y/n still hasn’t said more than two sentences in a row.

— 🧠

Aaron Hotchner was a man with excellent observation skills and the ability to adapt. He knew y/n’s habit of reserving herself to silence due to the amount of time they have worked together, but Aaron felt like something was different this time.

Instead of starting the pile of paperwork he already had, Aaron instead found himself watching y/n. She was always extremely sensitive to cases that dealt with kids, but this seem to hit home, adding to the fact that their unsub had blown his brains out within a five foot radius of y/n and the seven-year-old girl that had been the last victim. 

When the team had gotten to the scene, they watched the little girl dissolve into y/n’s arms, brain matter and blood on the latter’s face. The look in y/n’s eyes when Derek had immediately rushed to the two of them was one of complete despair. Aaron watched, paralyzed, as you picked up the little girl and let her scream and wail near your ringing ears. You turned, pressing her head down so she wouldn’t look at the dead body and look Aaron dead in the eyes and took the child to the ambulance.

Something in your eyes had provoked worry in Aaron. Did you feel guilty? Were you not allowing yourself to break down when you needed to be strong for the little soul in your arms? Was there something you were trying to tell him?

“Hey,” Hotch murmured. He sat down as carefully as he could (which wasn’t too impressive seeing as it was 1 in the morning on a plane).

When you didn’t say anything, Hotch sighed. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I need you to know you did what you had to do. What he did… that wasn’t on you, y/n.”

Then you looked up at him with tears in your eyes and Aaron felt his heart sink. “Oh, honey…” he whispered. 

And then you were in his arms, crying, while trying not to wake up the others. “Hotch, I-“ you started, sniffling. 

“I’m here, sweetheart,” Aaron all but cooed, lightly carding his fingers through your hair. He knew you blamed yourself because that’s how you are. You always strive to do the best you possibly could, oftentimes resorting to neglecting yourself whenever you did something that you knew you could have done better or simply because you forgot. 

“It’s all my fault, Aaron, I- I could have saved him but- I… I messed up and I- I don’t even know what I did! And that little girl…” you trailed off, another wave of tears threatening to overtake your ability to speak. 

Aaron’s throat bobbed as he struggled to find the words to comfort the woman in his arms. Long ago had he resigned to simply being y/n’s boss/borderline friend because he accepted the fact that- as much as he hated to admit it- he was older, not your type, or just simply unattractive. But he would do theoretically anything you asked him to do even if it caused him heartbreak in the future.

“You saved that little girl, angel. *You* did. If you save one of them, you save all of them. Focus on the good, honey, not the bad. If you can do that then you can do anything, and believe me,” Aaron smiled, “I have no doubt in my mind you can do anything.” 

Aaron held you and prayed to God that you didn’t hear how fast his heart was racing. He brushed your tears away and let you sleep on his shoulder, happy that he had hopefully gotten you out of your funk.

— 🧠

Later, Aaron woke up to Derek tapping his shoulder. “Do you want me to take our golden girl home?” Derek asked, with a softness to his voice that he had whenever he talked to you. 

Blinking away the tiredness from his eyes, Aaron shook his head. “No. No, I got her. Tjank you, Derek, but you need to go home and get some rest.” 

Derek nodded. “Get home safe,” he said to Hotch, a small smile in his face when he heard you sigh a little in you sleep and bury your head even further into Aaron’s neck.

Derek patted Aaron’s shoulder before taking his leave.

“Wake up, y/n,” Aaron murmured, heart swelling in his chest when he heard you mumble incoherent words.

Slinging his own go-bag and yours over his shoulders, Hotch helped you stand up.

“Hotch, lemme take my-“ you started, being cut off with a yawn.

“I got it, y/n,” Aaron chuckled. He let you slip your arm in his and all but lean on him as he made his way to his car. 

When he got you settled into the passage seat, Aaron tossed the bags in the back and started the drive to your house. 

“Aaron?” You asked, voice small.

He looked over at you. Despite the lack of light, Aaron watched you pick at your fingers. “Yeah?”

It took you a minute before saying something. You wanted to ask him why he kept calling you ‘honey’ and ‘sweetheart’. It’s not that you didn’t like it (you loved it), you just don’t think he could keep calling you that if he didn’t have any kind of attraction to you. You, though, you’ve been enamored with Aaron Hotchner since the day he shook your hand and offered you a job. 

Similarly, you wanted to ask him what he did when he got lost in his own mind; when he himself couldn’t pull himself out of his thoughts. 

So you settled on a breathless “Thank you”. 

Silence reigned once more as Aaron tried to pick out the meaning of your thanks. Where you thanking him for driving you home? For letting you fall asleep on him? For… being one of the best friends you’d ever had in your life without saying it?

When Aaron carried your bag to the door as you unlocked the it, he wondered if there was another universe where he was taking you home every night, going to bed with you, waking up to Jack begging for pancakes with you, dropping Jack off at school with you, and then going to work with you. Maybe, Aaron thought, somewhere in another universe I’m watching the woman I love fall asleep with my child in her arms. 

“Do you… need anything else?” Aaron asked, holding out y/n’s go-bag for her to take. 

Aaron kicked himself. He felt like a school boy whenever you’re around, and the fact that he’s standing in front of you and your home isn’t really helping his nerves.

“Would you maybe want to, uh… stay? For tonight?” Y/n blurted. Aaron’s eyes must have widened because he saw y/n become flustered. “I- you know, just for tonight. I need a ride to work tomorrow anyway… You- You might as well just stay.”

“If you want me to-“

“Please?” 

Aaron stepped into y/n’s house and immediately toed off his shoes. “Where do you want me to put this?” 

“I’ll take it.” She accepted the bag and walked to her room.

Aaron walked around the kitchen. Your house was clean and colorful. You had quite a few photos of the sunset framed by your television, but there were a lot more candid shots of the BAU then of your family. Hm.

“Come here, A,” you called from your room (?).

Dutifully, Aaron followed the sound of your voice, pushing your door open slowly and entering your room. Where you sleep. Where you get dressed and undressed. Where you live.

You walked over to Aaron and handed him a little pile of clothes. “These should fit. I guessed your size. If those don’t fit I have more men’s clothes.” 

“Why do you have men’s clothing?” Aaron asked, a smile toying at his lips. 

“Brothers, boyfriends… they’re comfy,” y/n shrugged. “Does it matter, Aaron?” 

Aaron watched you tilt your head, smirk widening. 

“Just curious.” He defends himself poorly, red tinging his cheeks as he scratches his head.

“Bathroom’s right in there,” you say, pointing to the door attached to your room. 

Aarom walks to your bathroom and shuts the door. He immediately releases a breath of air he hadn’t realize he had been holding. After turning on the lights, he changes into the clothes you gave him. Both owns smelled exactly like you, something that made Aaron smile.

He shut off the light and closed the door. “Thank you, y/n. I appreciate it.”

You looked up from your dresser. “You’d do the same for me. There’s nothing to thank me, Aaron.”

“What are you doing?” Aaron asked, approaching your figure. 

“I don’t think you would want to see me walk around in just a bra and boxers, A,” y/n laughs. 

The bluntness of your answers smacks Aaron in the face with a metal bar. “Boxers?” He finds himself asking.

You just laugh. “They’re comfortable.” 

“You don’t have to change your sleeping routine for me,” Aaron says quietly, eyes looking directly into your own.

“Are you sure?” 

“We’re just sleeping,” Aaron shrugs. “So there’s nothing to worry about.”

Your eyes flicker between your boss’s and suddenly your wondering how you got here. The line between boss/employee and more-than-friends/not-quite-dating was blurred and you didn’t even remember putting your thumb on how you felt about your boss.

“Okay,” you say slowly. You close the drawer, holding a sports bra and boxers. “I’m gonna go change and go to sleep… Do you want me to set up the couch or just sleep in the bed with me?” 

“What do you want, y/n?”

You direct your gaze to the floor. “I don’t care, honestly.” You weren’t just gonna tell your crush you feel safer when his touch is what lulls you to sleep, that you’ve been in love with him since practically the beginning of time, that you wanted more than just a night (of PG activities!) with him.

“I hear your brain going 200 miles an hour over there, sweetheart. What’re you thinking?” Aaron teases.

“Will you hold me, Aaron?” You ask, urging yourself to look into his eyes. Moment of truth, you think, he’s either gonna laugh in my face or I’m gonna fall even deeper in love with my boss as we cuddle.

Aaron feels winded at your tiny voice. Yes, he wants to scream, yes! “Go get changed, honey. I’ll be right here.” 

Then that smile is back and all Aaron wants to do his pick you up in his arms and kiss you, maybe spin you around the room. His heart swells in his chest again (it’s been doing that a lot lately, he notes) as you pat his arm in thanks as you pass him to head to your bathroom.

Aaron climbs into your bed, setting his essentials (badge, keys, gun, etc.,) on the nightstand. 

You flip off the light switch and pad over to the bed and slip under the covers. 

For what felt like a millennium, Aaron held his breath and waited. 

“Aaron, I have to tell you something. It’s been on my mind and… just hear me out. Please. You don’t have to say anything back and I understand if-“ you babble.

“Take a breath, y/n,” Aaron soothes. “What’s up?”

“I’m in love with you, Aaron Benjamin Hotchner. Like, if I had to choose between you over breathing I would literally spend my last breath telling you how much I love you. You are always on my mind, Aaron, and it hurts because I can’t do anything about it. I know I’m not your type, I know I’m just your co-worker, I know you probably aren’t looking to date anyone, but I just… I want you to know,” you ramble, words tumbling out of your mouth like Reid when he get’s started on some random fact. 

Aaron blinks, pupils widening. “Do you seriously think you’re ‘just a co-worker’ to me?” 

You swallow. “Yeah?”

“Do you think I would let just anyone call me Aaron? How often to you see me taking out Morgan for coffee when he gets cranky? Do I almost always end up sitting by Emily on the flight home after a case? Do I call Spencer ‘sweetheart’ and ‘honey’?” Aaron asks quietly, hand resting on your cheek while he tucks a loc of hair under your ear so he can see your eyes better. “Jack loves you. I love you.” Aaron laughs at how comically large your eyes get.

“Jack loves me?” You ask.

Aaron laughs. “He loves you ‘to the moon and back’.” 

“He loves that book, Aaron, don’t laugh at your baby boy,” you scold playfully.

“I outdo him though, because I love you to Saturn and back.”

You turn to the nightstand and shut the light off before turning back to face Aaron. “Will you hold me, Aaron? Please?” 

“C’mere, sweetheart,” Aaron says, opening his arms to welcome you into him. 

And then that’s when you know his words are true. His heart rate  is definitely elevated, but so is yours. “Will you tell me you love me, again?”

Aaron, now lying on his back with you clinging onto him like a weighted blanket, complied. Carding his fingers through her hair, Aaron lulled her mind off to a quiet, safe place. “I love you, angel,” Aaron whispered, pressing a soft kiss to y/n’s forhead.

[fellow-fandom-fruitifier]

AU where Edwin knows he's gay from the start would be fire me thinks.

Imagine if he thinks he deserved Hell but still wants to escape and feel so wrong and selfish for it. So he never tells Charles what actually happened between 1916-1989, Charles only knows whatever happened was very bad no good. Edwin would be horribly, painfully aware that he was falling for Charles. But that's wrong, isn't it? Boys can't like boys.

So he tries so hard to ignore it, tamp it down. He can't let Charles know. If he knows then he'll know why he's avoiding the afterlife, that he deserves to go to Hell.

Charles knows Edwin is scared of Death and the afterlife, he assumes that something happened from 1916-1989 that convinced Edwin he was damned but there's just no damn way someone as good as Edwin deserves Hell. But, selfishly, he never tries to convince Edwin to go. To leave for his beautiful afterlife.

Then Port Townsend happens.

Crystal is no idiot, she can tell Edwin's jealous from the start. She can tell Charles thinks it's because they're best friends, she can tell it's because Edwin's in love. That doesn't stop her though, she deserves one good thing after everything, doesn't she?

(I think Cat King would go very similar to canon, but it's less of "I'm not gay" and more of "I know what I am but these urges aren't okay".)

Niko loves love, she can tell Edwin loves Charles. She can tell Edwin doesn't know it's okay. Niko helps him through it, becomes his confidant, the first person he confesses everything to. I think they would have a huge conversation that ends in them both crying -- Edwin bemoaning his unrequited love, Niko mourning for him -- and cuddled up watching Scooby-Doo. (The sprites get teary eyed too but still mock them, Niko calls them out and they deny it. "It's dusty as shit in this old ass glass!" "Yeah, we're getting fucking pick eye in here!" "When's the last time you even washed this shit-ass jar?")

It all comes to a head with the Night Nurse. We all know her spiel, "I'm taking Edwin back to Hell and Charles to get processed." But Charles doesn't know Edwin's been processed. Charles doesn't know Edwin's assigned to Hell.

Niko is empathetic, not forcing Edwin to explain but not once thinking he did anything to deserve it. Crystal is up in arms, demanding to know what he did to deserve Hell, demanding to know why he hid it from Charles. Charles is confused, conflicted. Edwin's his best mate! There's no way he deserves Hell! But... but why didn't he tell Charles? Edwin is overwhelmed and panicked and no, no, no! Charles was never supposed to know!

Now, listen. Niko isn't one for confrontation, she doesn't like to fight. But hearing Crystal rip into an unresponsive Edwin while Charles lingers unsure on the back has her heart breaking, has her head hurting. So she steps in, shouts at them to stop, that they'll talk tomorrow when they've cooled off. And drags Edwin off to her room for the night. She doesn't demand answers and he doesn't give them.

The next day, everyone's off. The tension is high and only building. Crystal keeps sending Edwin pointed comments and Edwin is actively ignoring her existence. Charles is conflicted, caught between Crystal and Edwin; taking both their sides without taking either. And Niko doesn't know how to soothe any of it, so she sticks close to Edwin.

Eventually the four are leaving the graveyard, Crystal and Charles arguing when she rounds on Edwin. "And you! Don't think I forgot about you!" Niko tries to step in and stop it like she did last time but Edwin's tired, he's had enough, he breaks. "I was sacrificed! I was sacrificed and spent seventy-three gruelling years fighting to escape! There, happy? Might we please move on now?"

He storms past them all and for the first time since this dispute started, Niko is angry. She tells Crystal that wasn't okay, that it was cruel. And takes off after Edwin, leaving Charles and Crystal standing uselessly.

"I didn't know..." Neither remember who said that.

[sweet-as-an-angel]

König x Petite Reader Headcanons

Warnings: Non-Explicit Implications of Sexual Content, Petite Reader, Size Kink, Jealous König, Insecure König, Implied 141 x Reader, Petnames, No Pronouns used for Reader except ‘You’.

A/N: Forgot that I'd already written this once before, so here we are with more König x Petite Reader Headcanons ! Just see this as some extra content for our beloved König and his smol s/o <3

When it comes to you, this man is F E R A L

Genuinely cannot believe how perfect you are.

Constantly jokes about how he could fit you in the palm of his hand.

And once, to shut him up, you proved him right by sitting on his open hand when he wasn’t expecting it and gave him a smug look.

“There,” you said, folding your arms over your chest. “You can fit me in your palm.”

König tried not to think of how close he was to your special parts, how warm you felt on him.

He had to disappear to the bathroom for a few minutes afterwards, and when he returned, his face was flushed and he could barely look you in the eye.

He’s never been the same after that. Any trace of a size kink he had before has been amplified to such an extent that he’s taken to hiding your clothes so you’ll have to wear his.

And he just can’t keep his hands off you whenever you do.

“My my, Engel,” he says, one hand sliding around your waist and pulling you closer to him, the other drawing the hem of his shirt further and further up your thighs.

“What could you be hiding under here ?”

Calls you his Mini Maus.

“Because you’re just so tiny and precious !” he gushes.

And since you’re so small compared to him, he treats you as if you’re fragile, like an endangered species of flower.

Concerning intimacy at the beginning of your relationship, König was concerned that he was too big for you.

But, when you put his mind at ease (and challenge him) – “I bet I can take you, Köni~” – you’re in for it.

König’s fighting spirit won’t let you off easy.

When he’s feeling more dominant, he bunches your wrists into one of his hands while he sits on top of you, his other hand slipping beneath your (his) shirt and slithering round the band of your underwear.

“Pretty little thing,” he says, a dangerous smile at his lips. “All weak and defenseless.” He leans down, his eyes dark and wild. “Just for me.”

If you try to struggle (consensually), he’ll smack you through your underwear. And not gently, either.

“Don’t test me, Mini,” he says, his grip about your wrists tightening. “You don’t know what I’m like when I’m angry.”

He loooooves fitting his hands around your waist.

Especially when he finds that his hands wrap around your middle and his fingers touch.

Size kink: upgraded.

He gets lowkey jealous if you ask someone else to reach something for you.

Will sulk about it.

“I just don’t see why you had to ask Ghost to get it for you,” he’ll say, frowning as he lies in bed.

You sigh, putting your book down.

“König, you weren’t even here !” you say. “And I was starving !”

König knows he’s being unreasonable, but he can’t help but feel like he can be easily replaced.

Especially when he knows the rest of the 141 would gladly drop everything to be with you.

He’s not stupid, he’s seen the way they look at you.

A few minutes alone together and a kind word – “You’re so perfect, Köni~ My big, big boy,” – will set him straight.

Loves showing you off to his friends. His acquaintances aren’t safe, either.

He’ll stand you before him and show you off to his associates like: ”Look, this is my partner ! Aren’t they beautiful ?!”

So help him god if anyone tries to show you up or disagree.

You’ll never see them again.

And neither will anyone else.

König loves you more than life itself, and regardless of his insecurities or your unwavering ability to have anyone you could ever want, he’s glad you chose him <3

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[puckinghischier]

jack is such a cocky little shit he def gets so jealous if he sees you even just making casual conversation with one of his friends without him so he drags you home to remind you who you belong to

no cause he would totally be all grumpy and aggravated and you’re just oblivious until he makes a comment about it

“feels so good, J, just like that,” you cried out, the feeling of him moving in and out of you starting to become overwhelming.

you didn’t know what had gotten into him, but the second the two of you got home from being out at the bar with the team, jack wasted no time in trapping you between himself and your front door, ripping off both of your clothing in record time before taking you right here in the entry way, no time to make it to your bedroom.

“yeah? you like that?” he grunts out, holding one of your legs up so your thigh rests against the side of his torso.

“mhmm” is all you can manage to get out, quite literally getting fucked dumb right now.

the back of your head rests against the cool door, a nice contrast to the thin layer of sweat covering your entire body. your hands grip jack’s shoulders, no doubt leaving angry scratches that will be hard to hide in the locker room tomorrow.

as he reaches down to rub fast circles on your clit, your legs start to give out on you, knowing your orgasm is coming, and fast.

“c’mon, let it go. want you to say my name when you come, let all the neighbors know who’s making you feel this good,” he encourages before attaching his mouth to one of your exposed nipples, the heat of his mouth adding that extra bit of stimulation you needed for the band inside of your belly to snap.

you cry out a garbled string of his name over and over again as you come so hard you see stars, legs shaking so much you worry you’ll crumble to the floor, unable to do anything to stop it.

the feeling of your release around him spurs jack’s own orgasm, a loud “fuck!” ringing out in the space mixed with your own whimpers as he rides you through the aftershocks.

once the two of you come down from the overly intense orgasms you just had, jack brings your leg to rest on the ground again, not letting go of you until he confirms you’re steady.

“jack, that was…oh my god,” you say through uneven breaths, your brain still struggling to function.

he leans forward to leave a sweet kiss to your forehead, a stark contrast from events that just took place.

“just wanted to remind you who can make you feel like that, incase you ever forgot. reminding you of what mercer could never give you like i can,” he speaks low and thickly, a fire in his eyes you’re not used to seeing.

the mention of dawson causes your brain to be a little more alert, not understanding why he was brought into the conversation.

“what? what does dawson have to do with this?” you stand a little taller.

jack rolls his eyes, stepping back and bending over to pick up his discarded underwear, sliding the black boxer briefs up his legs.

“don’t act like you didn’t notice him flirting with you all night, y/n. every time i left you alone to go get drinks or use the bathroom i always found him right there beside of you, chatting away,” he spits out, handing you your own underwear.

you slide the dainty material up your legs as you think about jack’s words.

yeah, you were talking to dawson for most of the night, but you always talk to dawson. you’re closest to him than most of jack’s other teammates. he took you under his wing the first event that jack ever took you to, coming up to keep you company when fitzgerald would steal jack away to go and talk to sponsors.

jack knew you had a soft spot for the forward, your relationship being purely that of a brother/sister type.

“jack, dawson was’t flirting with me, are you crazy?” you ask incredulously. “dawson and i are friends, you know this. he’s like a brother to me. hell, he even tells random men that try to approach me that i am his sister,” you explain, dawson having saved you from more creepy men than you like to think about.

“c’mon, he was totally giving you the ‘sleep with me’ eyes,” jack told you, having convinced himself of a very different scene than what took place.

“jack, he ‘totally’ wasn’t. where is this coming from? i thought you liked that i was friends with your teammates? you even told me-“ you cut your self off, suddenly understanding what was happening.

the way he grabbed you by the hand and abruptly informed you that the two of you were leaving, mid conversation with dawson. the way he couldn’t keep his hands off of you in the uber home. not being able to wait until you had the door fully unlocked before he was ushering you inside, attaching his lips to yours before you even knew what was happening.

“oh my god…are you…jealous?” you try to keep the laugh out of your tone, but a small huff of laughter makes it way through.

“i’m not jealous,” jack points his finger at you, having always been terrible at hiding his emotions.

you can’t keep the amused, and slightly flattered, smile from appearing on your face. the furrow of his brows and the tick in his jaw contradicting his words.

“you so totally are!” you accuse him, finding the situation comical.

“y/n, i’m telling you i’m not jealous. i just…don’t trust mercer,” he crosses his arms and huffs like a little boy.

“oh jack, you’ve never been good at lying,” you reach out and uncross his arms. “i’m telling you, you have no reason to be jealous. you told me you liked that i was friends with him, that i got along so well with your teammates.”

jack looks anywhere but your face, a slight tinge of red on his cheeks, and not from the over exertion a few minutes ago.

“i do like that you’re friends with my teammates. just…not when you talk to them more than you talk to me,” he finally confesses, a pout taking over his features.

“oh, jacky,” you run your hands through his damp hair, sliding your palms down to rest against his cheeks, pulling his face up to look at your own, “are you feeling a little attention deprived?”

he stares into your eyes for a moment before slowly shaking his head yes.

fighting another amused smile, you run your thumbs back and forth against his stubbly cheeks.

“i’m sorry, j. do we need to make our way to the bedroom so i can show you who all of my attention really belongs to?” you suggest, loving the way his eyes immediately darken at the proposition.

he shakes his head again, quicker this time, causing your laugh to fill the space as he tugs your hands down from his face and motions for you to lead the way.

[ja3mln]

part one & three

cw: popular guy!jm, jealous!jm, smut, public sex, exhibitionism, fingering, cum eating (f), dirty talk, slutshaming, a bit of fluff, jm is whipped for reader

words: 1.5k

a/n: wanted to write a second part since yall liked the first one! thinking abt writing a third one with fluff only but idk😖 enjoy!

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jaemin definitely has a crush on you. he doesn't know how it happens but one thing he knows, it's that it's driving him crazy. of course, he crushed on girls before but one of his hook ups? never. he couldn't help but start acting differently towards you once he realized that his feelings for you start growing. he would walk you home after classes when he have the occasion to (and will end up fucking you in your apartment), he would make sure to send you a text to ask you if you ate today because he knows that you sometimes skip meals to go to the library and study, he even starts sending you good morning texts and good night texts. for you, it was just him being friendly because after all, spending time with jaemin besides the sex was nice.

today jaemin was throwing a party and the first thing he did was invite you. he found himself excitedly looking for you in the crowded rooms but when he finally spotted you, he didn't except for you to be with a random guy, probably a date because of the way you were laughing and touching his arm. he tried so hard to fight the jealousy that was filling his body. it's not like you both are exclusive, or officially together. you were just fucking, having friendly dates from time to time, just what friends with benefits normally do. then why jaemin was feeling so angry seeing you with another guy? he literally have all the girls at his feet but he wanted you more than anything. the first thought that came to his mind was that he wanted to grab you and fuck you in front of this guy. show him that only his cock can make you feel good. he quickly told himself to get his shit together and just joined his group of friends. he couldn't ignore the uncomfortable feeling in his chest, he really tried but he couldn't even have a conversation because he was too distracted, just the thought of you having fun with another guy won't leave his mind. he just couldn't take it anymore. once you were finally alone, he didn't hesitate to approach you.

"oh, hey jaemin!", just seeing your soft smile made jaemin's heart skipped a beat. he was just so whipped for you. "who's that guy?", he says with a monotone voice because he didn't want to sound too harsh. "my date...?" you reply a bit surprised by his question and mostly the dark look in his eyes. he gets closer to you, and your back end up on the wall as you look up at him. "i don't like that.", jaemin says with an hesitant voice, like he's scared that you'll never want to see him ever again if he reacts that way. in fact, you like the fact that jaemin is jealous. it's not like you didn't develop a small crush for him, it was too hard not to when jaemin was this caring and funny (and also a really good fuck). "you do?", a smirk appears on your lips and jaemin try to not show how surprised and relieved he is. maybe it was the few drunks that you had that made you so confident. one of his hands slides behind your neck so he can get a closer look at your face. "you know that i'm the only one who can make you feel good." and that was true. you never had better than him but it was hard to admit it. jaemin doesn't wait for an answer, pulling you close so he can put his lips on yours.

that's how you both start making out in the corner of the crowded room. you totally forgot about your date, your attention was now completely on jaemin. his grip on your neck gets tighter and his body gets closer to you until you can feel his growing boner on your core. you could already feel yourself getting wet. "should we give him a show, sweetheart ? show him who you belong to.", your heart skips a beat because of how possessive jaemin was getting. he waits for your approval because, of course, he won't do anything you don't want to. you never really had public sex, in front of people even if you both like fucking in public places. as soon as you nod, his lips found yours to share a messy kiss, full of desire for each other. one of his hands starts caressing your tights, dangerously getting closer to your pussy. jaemin breaks the kiss to put his lips on your neck, sucking on it to leave marks while his hand starts ghosting your clit through your panties. "fuck, you're already so wet... you such a dirty slut. you love the attention don't you?", he whispers while looking at you deeply in the eyes and you suddenly feel shy, your cheeks heating up and not finding the words to answer. jaemin feels his heart soften for a moment, he just couldn't fight the way you make him feel. he chuckles slightly before pulling your panties to the side, his lips going back to your neck. you look around you for a second, seeing some of the people looking at you but when your eyes fall on your date who's watching you with a confuse look, you feel your cheeks getting warmer. he just went to grab a drink for you and now you're here, making out with another guy. it's not just a random guy it's jaemin but still, you feel a bit ashame and try to look at him with sorry eyes but when you feel jaemin's fingers slide in your pussy, your eyes shut down and your mouth open to let a soft moan, making jaemin smirk against your neck and his mouth travels your neck to go to your ear. "he's looking right? poor guy. you didn't even hesitate to offer your pussy to me, what a shame", he whispers and not only his words but also his hot breath against your skin makes your pussy throbs. his fingers starts moving in you and he grabs your face with his free hand, forcing you to keep your head straight and your eyes open, "i want you to look at him while you desperately fuck yourself on my fingers like a bitch", and you just obey because it's jaemin (and because it kind of turns you on). you meet your date's eyes again, this time he has start a conversation with some random guys but his eyes were still on you and you find yourself getting wetter. jaemin's eyes were still on your face, he didn't want to miss any of your reactions. his moves were getting faster, following your hips. "just like that, baby", he says while the grip on your face gets tighter and he groans at how wet you are.

he loves the fact that people were watching (especially your date) and seeing how good he was making you feel. you feel your legs getting weaker and jaemin notices immediately how you're starting to shake. you try your best to keep your voice down, even if the music was loud enough to cover it. jaemin's fingers keeps fucking you as you start grabbing his arm so you don't fall. "gonna cum jaem...", your hips follows jaemin's hand and you look at him. you immediately see the tenderness in his look and you feel your heartbeats getting faster just by the way he's looking at you. jaemin didn't take off his eyes one second off your face, he just couldn't. you finally reach your orgasm, moaning his name and totally forgetting all the people around you. jaemin hold you so you don't fall because of the intense orgasm you're having. he takes off his fingers to bring it to his mouth, licking it without his eyes leaving yours. "i'm so glad to have this pussy just for me, you taste so fucking good", he smirks when he sees your cheeks heating up again and his lips finds yours for a sweet but intense kiss. you accidentally make an eye contact with your date (that you totally forgot) and straighten yourself immediately, pulling your dress down and giving jaemin a serious look. "fuck jaemin... that was so embarrassing! he's still looking at me...", you say, feeling way more ashame than you were when jaemin had his fingers in you. "he is? maybe i should fuck you in front of him so he will understand?", he playfully raises his eyebrows and you gently slap him on the arm, trying to hid your face in his neck. "shut up!", he can't even fight a smile, holding you closer. that's when he realized that it was too late. jaemin was falling for you.

[snowsinterlude]

thanks for the quickie.

(jealous coriolanus x reader)

c.w: airplane fucking in the bathroom, bathroom fucking, angry sex, dacryphilia, degrading, overstimulation, slapping (hard type), mild public sex, jealous sex, quickie, breeding, based on convos i had with juliet.

coryo is such a good boyfriend to you. which is something funny when looking at you, his sweet, bratty girlfriend who everybody frowned at and whispered things like "god, how did she get him?" "probably spread her legs," and things like that.

most of the time, you were bratty and hissy with anyone that crossed your path, which coryo found so cute. truly, how could such a hissy kitty like you be so melted away while he fucked you on the airplane bathroom? how dirty of you.

first, you didn't even forgot how you got into this. he was definitely angry at you, your constant babbling about things that didn't matter was something that he didn’t care about. he loved hearing you talk.

except when you mentioned the district boy to him. god, you knew just how much he hated that boy. what was wrong with you?

he pulled you into the bathroom, and you already knew what was waiting for you. your panties were already drenched and soaking wet with only the thoughts racing in your mind about it.

"listen," se begun, his hand tight on your throat as he made you look at him after almost bashing your head on the mirror, "you may be friend's with every dickhead at school, but i'm not gonna allow you to be friends you sejanus plinth" he hissed, and you looked at him, a fake expression of fear on your mind.

"'m sorry coryo, b-but he's my friend, i thought-" a light slap on your cheek.

"you can't even think for yourself, babe."

"god, look at you. you're already wet even though i'm choking you. what a fucking whore." he voiced his thoughts, pulling your panties aside to finger you. "we'll make it quick." he said.

and now in this present moment, he was fucking you while your hands and face were glued on the mirror in front of you, his thrusts were fast and deep inside you, the tip of his cock kissing your uterus as you mewled and drowled at the feeling of such a good cock fucking your tight pussy. you were gushing around him, he could tell just how much you wanted it.

"tell me princess," he begun, "do you think the plinth boy will fuck you as good as i do? do you think his cock will kiss your uterus like mine does?" he grunted, only for you to shake your head negatively. "words, bunny. use your words." he said, as if advertising you.

"n-no, coryo. h-he wouldn't-!" you said, looking into the mirror. you looked like a mess, hickeys on your skin as your boobs bounced within each thrust and your eyes were wet with tears, your cheeks hot from them. it took a few seconds to coryo to cum inside you, pushing your panties back to it's place and giving you a whorish smile as your panties were all stuffed up with his seed.

"thank you for the quickie." and he left

[enhas-pov]

toxic love

summary: sunghoon and reader get into an argument. they both end up taking their anger out in different ways, and like always it ends up with guilt and regret

warnings: toxic relationship, jealousy, anger issues, violence, cursing, yelling, hitting, crying

word count: 1.5k

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i was laying in bed watching tv while sunghoon was downstairs with jake. i’m usually doing my own thing whenever sunghoon has his friends over. i don’t feel like disturbing them and i like having time for myself as well. but this time i was feeling hungry, so i went downstairs to grab a snack. sunghoon who was already in the kitchen when i walked in, placed a quick kiss on my forehead before walking back to the living room with two beer bottles in his hands. i was looking through the cabinets and decided to grab a pack of oreos. heading back, i accidentally bumped into jake who had made his way into the kitchen. “sorry. sunghoon forgot the bottle opener, you know where it is?” since i was stood right next to the drawer where the bottle opener was, i opened it and handed it over to him. “thanks” he smiled at me and i walked back to mine and sunghoon’s bedroom before jake asked me a question. “how come you’re nowhere to be seen whenever i come over?” i turned around so that i was face to face with him. “i mean it’s not just you. whenever sunghoon has anyone over i prefer to be somewhere else, on my own” i had never actually talked to jake, we’d say hi and stuff but there was never an actual conversation. “why tho? it’d be cool to hang with you for once” he leaned back against the counter, the bottle opener still in his hand. “maybe another time-“ “what are you guys talking about?” sunghoon had walked in on us. and by the look on his face, i could tell he felt weird about me and jake talking together on our own. “i was just asking her about why she’s never hanging out with us” sunghoon slightly nodded at jake’s response. “she’s always busy doing her own thing” sunghoon kept on looking at me like he was signaling for me to leave which was kinda weird to me. i should be able to stand in my own kitchen no matter who’s over. “i’m just gonna head back upstairs” i still decided to leave, i didn’t really feel like being downstairs anyway. “catch you another time maybe” jake said, raising his hand up to give me a small wave. i smiled at him before looking over at sunghoon who didn’t look so happy.

i was laying in bed again, this time scrolling through my phone. i was pretty much relaxed until sunghoon walked in. “jake left?” i asked him with my eyes still stuck to my phone screen. “why do you care?” what? why was he suddenly acting like this. “i don’t. it was just a question” i look away from my phone and up at him to see him sat down at his desk in front of his setup. “then stop acting like it” he seemed mad about something. it was weird how he didn’t even dare to look at me. “how am i acting like it?” i sat up, confused to why he was speaking to me like this. “you and jake don’t talk, ever. what was it you were talking about a while ago when you were in the kitchen?” he had turned his game on while he was talking to me. i think he was honestly trying to get his anger out on something, but there’s nothing to be angry about? “jake told you, didn’t he-“ “so you’re gonna let jake speak for you?” he was quick to cut me off. “seriously, sunghoon. what’s wrong with you?” i got up from our bed and walked over to where he was sat. i placed my hand on his shoulder, but he pushed me away. “nothing” he mumbled, still focused on his game instead of me. “you’re so jealous it’s insane” i scoffed at him. “jealous? you really want to talk about jealousy?” and finally, he turned his attention to me. he stood up from his chair and looked down at me. “yeah, i do. i never interact with your friends nor am i around when they’re here, yet when i talk to jake for like 2 seconds you act like he asked me to bend over-“ “you might as well. you’re acting like i’m the one telling you to hide upstairs when my friends come over. it’s just weird to me how you suddenly had something to talk about” he was practically spitting in my face with all that attitude. “why are you acting like you don’t start eyeing me and shit when i am around. are you fucking embarrassed of me or something, sunghoon?” he furrowed his eyebrows at me and placed his index finger in the center of my chest. “don’t put words in my fucking mouth. maybe i don’t want you around my friends because of the way you act” i slapped his hand away causing him to grab my arm harshly. “the way i act?” i tried ignoring the grip he had on my arm since it was starting to hurt. he shaked his head, “don’t make me say it” what was he talking about? “don’t be such a pussy. tell your girlfriend what’s wrong with the way she acts” he snorted before leaning in closer. “you act like a fucking slut-“ i slapped him across his face leaving a red mark on his cheek. “i’m a slut? if you think i’m such a slut why are you still dating me?” i raised my voice at him causing him to lose his shit.

“you fucking listen to me” he grabbed me aggressively by both my arms and held me still. “don’t say stupid shit, don’t raise your voice at me, and don’t ever fucking slap me again” does he really think that he’s the only one who gets to be angry? “get away from me!” with all my strength, i managed to push him off me but it just pissed him off even more. “what’s wrong with you? who calls their own girlfriend a slut and then grabs them like that? fuck you, sunghoon! who do you think you are?” i didn’t care what he told me, if i want to raise my voice at him i will, and so that’s what i did. but maybe i shouldn’t have. he walked over to our nightstand and grabbed the photo frame with a picture of us in it and threw it on the floor, it shattered and small glass pieces went everywhere. i jumped at the sudden act, it scared me how he was acting like this. “why would you do that-“ he grabbed another one and threw it at the floor again, glass went everywhere and i jumped for a second time. “what’s wrong with me?” he yelled. he threw something else, this time it was a plant. the pot shattered and i jumped once again. “who do i think i am?” he grabbed anything in sight and started throwing it on the floor making it all break into pieces. he kept on yelling at me and i kept on uncontrollably jumping each time he did. “stop it!” i had started crying because of how much he was scaring me. “you want me to stop?” he stopped just for a second to walk towards me. when he looked down at me, he noticed how i was crying and shaking. realization must’ve hit him, because he completely switched up. “baby-“ he tried to reach out to me, but i stumbled backwards. “don’t touch me, sunghoon..” i didn’t know he could get this angry, it was scary. “please. i’m sorry-“ “i said don’t touch me!” i pushed at his chest once and then kept on pushing and hitting him while he was just stood there still. i started crying even more when he wasn’t doing anything to me back. i felt horrible even tho he was the one who did the most damage. he placed his arms around me, pulling me closer to him so i could cry into his chest instead. “i didn’t mean to scare you. i lost control, i’m sorry” he placed a kiss on the top of my head as he tried to calm me down, which did end up working. “look at me, please” he placed his hand under my chin and lifted my head up. “i’m really sorry for what i said and did-“ “please stop apologizing. it’s okay, hoon. i’m sorry too” a small smile appeared on his lips and on mine as well. i pulled him in for a soft and slow kiss, and he didn’t dare to pull back. even tho sunghoon and i get into a lot of arguments that involve things such as violence and harsh words, we don’t mean to do any of it. we’ll end up regretting every single thing we did or said and spend days apologizing for it after. we really do love each other, no matter what.

[thatfandomslut]

It's Only You

Karen Shetty x Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Trigger Warnings: reader experiencing feelings such as jealousy and insecurity & a fluffy ending

Request:

Can you do a Karen Shetty fluff with fem fem reader🥹🥹 with like reader getting jealous because so many girls like Karen which results in Karen showing her sweet, caring and protective side to reader 🤧🤧

Mean Girls requests are open.

Karen Shetty was the kindest girl in the junior class at North Shore High. Not to mention, she was funny and insanely caring. Additionally, she had a brilliant smile, long, wavy dark brown hair, and chocolate-colored eyes that shined brightly when she talked about the things she loved. (Y/n) (L/n) was absolutely in love with Karen. The only problem was, that so was the entire junior class. Of course, this seemed to be the price (Y/n) paid for dating one of the Plastics. Everyone was absolutely in love with all of them, and no matter their relationship status, they would be flirted with.

That was the problem.

(Y/n) felt her eye twitch as she stood beside Karen as Bethany Hughes batted her eyelashes at Karen. Bethany was blatantly ignoring the death glare that (Y/n) was throwing her. The regretful feeling of jealousy was settling in the pit of her stomach as she stared at the brunette. To say that (Y/n) was feeling angry at the situation would be an understatement. However, it was when Bethany's hand landed gently on Karen's arm that (Y/n) finally made a move to get rid of the girl.

"Right," (Y/n) interrupted, causing Bethany to narrow her eyes because now all of Karen's attention was on her girlfriend. (Y/n) plucked the hand of her girlfriend with a sickly sweet smile. "It was nice to see you, Bethany, really, but we have to get going. You understand, don't you? After all, it's not like you would want to hold us up on our way to class, would you?"

Karen noticed how tense (Y/n) was, and she wrapped an arm around her girlfriend's waist. A smile appeared on her lips when she felt her relax a bit against her arm. Karen was always protective over (Y/n). She understood that many people liked her due to her status as a Plastic, but she wanted to make sure that (Y/n) never felt less than. "Bye," Karen waved before looking at Bethany deep in thought. "Sorry, I forgot your name already," Karen admitted before shrugging and leading (Y/n), who now wore a giant smirk, to her class.

Unfortunately, (Y/n) didn't share this class with Karen, though their classes happened to be next door. (Y/n) was already in a sour mood over Bethany's little game when she heard the girls in front of her attempting to whisper. "You don't think Karen and (Y/n) are still together, do you? I was thinking about inviting Karen to go to Shane Omen's party with me." The two glanced back, not so subtly at (Y/n).

(Y/n) was doing her best not to look over at the girls as her cheeks heated up as annoyance bubbled in her chest. "I think they are, but I don't understand why. Karen is kind of out of (Y/n)'s league." This caused her ears to perk up as she stared at the blank paper on her desk. "I just feel like Karen could do so much better than (Y/n). She's not even as pretty as you, so maybe you should ask out Karen. Maybe, you can show her what she's missing out on with (Y/n)." The friend suggested with a shrug. (Y/n) had to swallow the lump in her throat as her eyes glossed over.

Maybe if this wasn't the second attempt to take Karen away from her on the same day or the tenth attempt in the last three days, (Y/n) wouldn't feel this way. (Y/n) took a breath before she realized she couldn't keep herself from crying. So, in an attempt to not cry in front of the class, she stuffed her things in her backpack and rushed out of the room before anyone could see the tear rolling down her cheek. She knew that people would find out if she was crying if she was in the restroom, so instead, she her way to her car.

(Y/n) couldn't help but feel insecure. No matter how beautiful Karen told her she was, it was suddenly trumped by the comment that one person felt she wasn't pretty enough for Karen. (Y/n) didn't realize how much time had passed until her phone buzzed. Karen was wondering where she was. Instead of responding, (Y/n) tossed her phone onto the passenger seat and curled up in the driver's seat. She felt guilty about her action, but right now; she couldn't face Karen. She just needed a moment to herself and to think about the comments of the girls in her class.

However, Karen was staring at her phone in confusion, wondering where (Y/n) could be. Meeting Regina and Gretchen for lunch, the two questioned (Y/n)'s absence. "I have no idea," Karen admitted, her brows knitted together in thought. "She wasn't in her class. I waited for her, but she never came out. When I looked in, though; the classroom was empty." Karen explained as the three headed into the cafeteria.

"Have you checked the restrooms or her car?" Regina raised her brows before glancing at Karen. This caused Karen to grin as she shook her head, excusing herself from the group to search for (Y/n).

(Y/n)'s car happened to be the last place Karen checked, but she was pleased to say she found her girlfriend. However, her smile dropped when she knocked on the window only to see tears streaming down (Y/n)'s cheeks. (Y/n) let Karen into the passenger's side and was met with the girl wrapping her into a tight hug over the center console. (Y/n) cried into her shoulder as Karen held her close, rubbing her back gently. "What happened?" Karen questioned softly.

(Y/n) pulled away, leaning her head on the window. "Everyone loves you, and I don't blame them. I mean, I love you, too. I am in love with you. But I guess I didn't realize I wasn't good enough for you until today. Everyone flirts with you, but I never felt like their flirts meant anything. Still, today, I heard these girls in class talking about you. One of the girls likes you and her friend let her know that you were better than me and that she was prettier than me. I guess I never felt this insecure until they said that." (Y/n) rambled, and realized she probably didn't even make sense.

Karen blinked for a moment as she took in her girlfriend's words. "Sometimes, I think I'm too dumb for you. I understand what you're feeling. I just want you to know that you're good enough, you're more than good enough. I love you, too, and whatever they said isn't right." Karen took (Y/n)'s hand gently as she smiled over at her.

"You're very smart," (Y/n) reminded her. Sure, Karen wasn't great at school and sometimes processed things a bit longer, but she was smart. At least, (Y/n) thought so. "I'm sorry for being so insecure. I guess I needed a reminder of how you felt, so thank you for finding me."

Karen gave her a giant smile, pressing a kiss to (Y/n)'s lips. "Don't worry, I only have eyes for you. It's only you." Karen said softly before kissing away (Y/n)'s tears. (Y/n) smiled at Karen's words, leaning into her touch, grateful for the chance to be with her. In this moment, (Y/n) forgot why she was so insecure. Karen was obviously not into those other girls, and this was something that (Y/n) was now brilliantly aware of.

[stephstars08]

History

Titans!Jason Todd x Vigilante!Reader

Warnings: Adult Language, LONG INTRO, Angst, Fluff, Weapons, Injuries, Trauma, Heartbreak, Death Mentioned, Dark Themes Mentioned, Violence, Anxiety, Jealousy, Loneliness, and Possible Grammar Errors. (Sorry If I Forgot Any!)

Summary: Y/N is the daughter of Black Canary and Green Arrow. That’s how her and Jason met. They met through their parents. The two have so much history between them that is full of ups and downs.

Word Count: 2,212

Author’s Note: I’ve basically had this in my drafts unfinished all year till I finally just decided to finish it since the idea isn’t all that bad. If it’s a little confusing I apologize and the intro is basically a summary of how the reader and Jason became so close. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy it!

Y/N and Jason share a lot of history with one another. Y/N is the only daughter of Dinah Lance and and Olivier Queen who are Black Canary and Green Arrow. Y/N has the same powers her mother has which is a scream that sounds like a canary crying. However, Y/N’s scream is different. Her’s sounds more like a siren than a canary cry. That’s why when she goes out on patrol she goes by the name Siren.

Y/N is also a good and strong combat fighter. Both of her parents are good fighters but have different fight styles, so Y/N knows how to fight using both of her parents' fighting styles. And of course, she also knows how to use a bow and arrow as well.

Y/N and Jason met when her mom was helping Bruce who is Batman on a case that involved someone her mom had dealt with before and ever since that mission Y/N and Jason have grown a bond and have worked together on multiple occasions.

They joined the Titans together. Jason was excited but Y/N felt the opposite. Y/N felt like she did not fit in with a team even though everyone loved her. Jason and Dick helped her a lot with that feeling and made her feel like she belonged on the team.

Everything was going fine till Dick brought in this girl named Rose who just happened to be the daughter of Slade Wilson who is no other than the deadliest assassin, Deathstroke. When Dick let Rose stay in the tower, she butted heads with everyone especially Y/N. It was mostly because of who her father is. Deathstroke has a long history with Y/N’s parents. She knows all of the horrible things he has done.

It only got worse when Jason didn’t listen to Dick and got captured by Deathstroke. He tormented Jason. When Dick and Kory went to get him back Jason almost fell to his death till someone who looked just like Superman came to the rescue and caught him. When Jason returned to the tower Y/N knew something had changed inside of him. All he did was stay in his room which really concerned her. She would tell everyone that something was wrong, but everyone was dealing with their own shit and seemed not to care. They would just tell her he’s just still recovering from what Deathstroke put him through.

One night Y/N finally decided to take matters into her own hands and go talk to Jason. She felt like she was the only one that gave a fuck about Jason. She went to his room and went to knock on the door, but music was playing pretty loud so she just decided to just walk into the room which she immediately regretted it. She walked in to see Jason and Rose kissing. When Jason noticed her, he immediately broke the kiss. Before anyone could say anything Y/N just walked back out. After that happened Y/N couldn’t help but feel angry. She also felt jealousy boiling inside her too which did scare her. Jason is her friend, and she feels jealous about him kissing another girl. Why was she feeling jealous?

More chaos ensured after Dick confessed that he murdered Deathstroke’s son. The old Titans were the most upset. Everyone left the tower except Dick, Gar, and the guy who saved Jason were the only ones that were left. Y/N left with Donna and Rachel while Jason left with Rose which did hurt Y/N. She felt like he rather be with Rose than with her. Things didn’t end well between Rose and Jason. Turns out she was just using the team because her father wanted her to help him destroy the team. Y/N didn’t hear about the breakup till Rose reunited with the team to take down her father.

Y/N didn’t see Jason till Donna’s funeral. Donna had gotten electrocuted saving Dawn. They just shared a look and that was it. After Donna’s funeral Y/N went on her own.

She went back to Star City and started to fight crime on her own. She didn’t hear from any of the Titans till Jason became Red Hood after coming back from the dead. Dick brought Y/N back to help Jason come back to the good side which worked. After they finished Crane off and sent him back to Archam, Jason confessed his feelings for Y/N which she returned them. When she was out on her own that’s when she realized her feelings for Jason. When Jason was going through all that darkness Y/N was the one that helped him get through it and that’s when he realized he has feelings for her.

They started dating each other but sadly the relationship didn’t last very long.

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Jason was at the Gotham City Police Department with Barbara in her office. He’s helping Barbara solve a case that needed help from a vigilante more than a detective. There is a villain named Cupid who has showed up in Gotham. She’s been leaving dead men in alleyways. There have already been two victims. One man was found with an arrow through his chest and the other man was found with an arrow going through his head.

Barbara asked Jason if he’s ever dealt with Cupid which he said no. “Okay then I know someone who does know Cupid.” Barbara said which made Jason let out a sigh since he knew who Barbara was talking about. “Y/N.” Jason said putting his hands into the pockets of his zipped-up jacket.

“Yes, can you go to her and ask her for some help defeating Cupid, she’s done it before.” Barbara said to him. “I don’t know about that, Babs.” Jason said with nervousness in his voice. “Jason, I get it. You two had a shitty breakup but we really need her help with this case.” Barbara told him. Jason let out another sigh because he knew Barbara was right. Plus, he would’ve crossed paths with Y/N sometime. “Okay, I’ll go stop by her apartment.” Jason told her and walked out of the office.

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Jason drove his motorcycle to the apartment building he use to share with Y/N. When he walked inside the building he could feel his heart rate speed up. He felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. He stood in front of the door that read 3C in gold. He took a deep breath to calm his pacing nerves down.

He knocked on the door and waited. A couple minutes passed and there was no answer. Jason knocked on the door again and still no answer. Jason figured Y/N wasn’t home so he turned to walk away but before he could reach the steps the door opened to reveal Y/N. When he looked at her, he saw the broken look she had in her eyes. Those were the same broken eyes he saw the night he walked out on her.

“What the fuck do you want?” Y/N hissed obviously not happy to see him outside her door. “Y/N, I’m not here to fight.” Jason told her in a stern tone. “You have no business being here, so I don’t give a fuck why you are here.” Y/N told him in a snappy tone. She went to close the door, but Jason stopped it from closing with one of his feet.

“Y/N, please. It’s important.” Jason told her. Y/N noticed the serious look in his eyes, so she knew he was telling the truth. “Fine.” Y/N said with a heavy sigh and walked away. Jason walked into the apartment and closed the door. He followed Y/N into the living room. She sat down on the chair while he sat down onto the couch.

“What’s going on?” Y/N asked him. “Barbara sent me here because we are dealing with a girl named Cupid. She’s already left two men dead in alleyways with an arrow in them.” Jason explained to her. “All I’m going to tell you is that she’s a skilled archer just like my dad.” Y/N told him and stood up.

She went to walk into the kitchen, but Jason quickly stood up and grabbed one of her arms. “That’s it?” Jason asked her. “You’re not going to help me take her down.” Jason added which made Y/N let out a heavy sigh. She pulled her arm out of his grip. “No, because that’s not who I am anymore.” Y/N told him which took him by surprise.

“You’re not Siren anymore?” Jason asked with a surprised look on his face. “Why?” He asked her. “Going out there as Siren just reminds me too much of what happened between us.” Y/N told him looking away from his gaze.

“Listen, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Jason told her with sincere in his voice. “If that was fucking true you wouldn’t have said what you said.” Y/N told him in a snappy tone. “I didn’t fucking know saving your boyfriend from a bullet was such a wrong thing. I didn’t know saving your boyfriend would make him lash out at you and just fucking leave you all by yourself!” Y/N told him looking back at him with a glare in her eyes.

Jason heard the pain in her voice. He regrets everything he said to her that night. Everyday he wishes he could go back in time and take back every word he said to her that night.

“I-” Jason started to say but she immediately cut him off. “You need to leave, now.” Y/N told him in a stern tone. Jason knew not to argue with her, so he walked out of the apartment. At least he gave her something.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

The past couple of days Jason and Barbara had been tracking Cupid. Tonight was finally the night Jason was going to attack. They thought tonight was the perfect night, but it wasn’t going as Jason planned.

Jason was in his Red Hood gear getting his ass kicked by Cupid. When Y/N said Cupid is a skilled archer she forgot to mention that Cupid was also a skilled martial arts fighter. He got thrown into one of the concrete walls. He was too worn out to get back up.

“Now.” Cupid said as she walked up to him. She had her bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. “It’s time to put you out of your fucking misery.” Cupid said aiming her arrow at Jason’s chest. Before she could shoot the arrow a siren like scream knocked Cupid down making her drop her arrow and bow. When the screaming stopped Jason looked over to see Y/N standing there in her Siren suit.

“Long time no see, Cupid.” Y/N said walking towards her. Y/N picked up Cupid’s bow. “Did you miss me?” Y/N asked with a taunting smirk. Cupid let out a growl as she got back up onto her feet. Before she could charge at Y/N, she used the bow to hit Cupid across the head. Cupid fell down onto the hard ground unconscious. “Crazy bitch.” Y/N hissed throwing the bow down onto the ground.

Y/N walked over to Jason. “Are you okay?” Y/N asked helping him up. “Nothing, but some cuts.” Jason told her.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

After the cops picked Cupid up Y/N took Jason back to her apartment to help address his cuts. She had him sitting on the couch. He had two deep cuts on his shoulder that she had to stitch up. Jason was sitting on the couch with just his pants on while Y/N sat next to him stitching up the cuts. There was a comfortable silence between the two.

“All done.” Y/N said after wrapping up his arm, so the stitches stay safe and in place. “Thanks.” Jason told her. Y/N just gave him a nod as she put all of the supplies back into the first aid kit.

“I thought you weren’t Siren anymore?” Jason asked her. Y/N let out a sigh as she closed the first aid kit that was sitting on the table. “Y/N.” Jason said in a soft voice. “I was scared that you would’ve been Cupid’s next victim.” Y/N told him without looking at him.

Jason took one of her hands into his’s which made her look at him. “Everything I said to you that night wasn’t directed at you, but it was directed at me.” Jason told her. “What?” Y/N asked in a confused tone. “When you took that bullet for me, I thought I was going to lose you.” Jason confessed as his eyes started to fill with tears. “I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.” Jason cried which made Y/N’s heart ache for him.

“Jason.” Y/N said putting her free hand onto one of his cheeks. She wiped away some of his tears with her thumb. She had tears streaming down her face, too. “Please take me back. I love you so much.” Jason said looking into her eyes. Y/N gave him a nod. “I love you, too.” Y/N told him.

“Want to start over?” Jason asked her. “Yes.” Y/N said with a nod. Jason leaned in and connected his lips with hers. Y/N returned the kiss. It felt so right for them to be back together, again.

[secret-moonstruck]

NO MORE KISS | K. SN

— Pairing: sunoo x fem!reader | (Masterlist)

— Synopsis: Sunoo should participate in the kissing booth. But something better happened. Thanks to your idiot friends and a lost bag.

— Words: 2.400

— Genre: smut

— Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, oral sex, praising, cum inside, making out, clit play, begging, hickeys, cum eating, overstimulation.

There was chaos at the university, all because Heeseung and NiKi announced that at the fundraising event they would make a kissing booth, the participants would be announced the next day, along with the start of the sale of tokens for each of them, but the two were already confirmed.

The girls were crazy and already bought the tokens before they were ready, so they just wrote down the names to give them the next day.

Y/N was trying to get out of the mess and go to her secret corner, she hated places with a lot of people, especially hysterical girls.

She passed quickly and was pushed, bumping into Heeseung and NiKi.

NiKi held her so her hand fell, smiling at the girl because he thought she was cute when she cursed.

- Hysterical idiots, all because of some boys. - Y/N grumbled, rolling her eyes, before seeing that the one who helped was NiKi, the reason for the commotion.

- Oh, thank you. - She thanked him while giving a fake smile, when she noticed that he complained about him to himself, then left there, going to her corner. 

The next day, Y/N arrived angry seeing that the commotion was bigger than the previous day.

When she went through the chaos, Niki held her by the arm.

- Girl 19? - He said, handing her a token.

- What? No, I didn't buy a token. - Y/N shook her hands quickly, denying it, as she walked away.

Niki knew she hadn't bought it, but wanted to give her a token. When she walked away he pouted, disappointed that she didn't accept it.

Sighing with relief as she got away from the commotion, she sat down on a bench to breathe and drink water, dropped her bags on the ground, and saw Sunoo a little further on on the other side of a tree, she had been in love with him for months, but he even know about her existence, as she was always avoiding being around people.

- Look Jungwon, all my tokens were sold. - He said excitedly. He didn't want to participate, but since it was to raise money for donations, he was happy to help.

Y/N was very upset hearing this, she didn't imagine he would participate, she was sad, and jealous. But she knew it was useless to feel that way. Disappointed, she wanted to get out of there immediately, grabbed her bag and left.

When she left in a hurry, Y/n didn't notice that she forgot one of her bags, she was carrying two, one with her materials and the other with things she liked to spend time with like books, camera, her notebook where she made drawings and wrote down different random ideas, like a diary, with phrases, thoughts, ideas of things I would like to do, everything. She was very creative and liked a multitude of things and wrote everything down there.

Sunoo saw when she left forgetting her bag, he tried to call her but she didn't hear him.

At home, curiosity got the best of him, and he started looking at the contents of the bag to see if there was a name or phone number. He was impressed with her ideas and art, he smiled when he saw the photos and videos on the camera, she obviously recorded videos for the internet but didn't have the courage to post them.

Unable to stop smiling watching the content of the camera several times, being enchanted by how cute, fun and sometimes daring she looked.

A few days passed, he didn't know how to return her things, he wanted to talk to her but he didn't know how, so he just watched her from afar and irritated his friends by talking about her.

- You should return her things soon, she seems upset. - Jungwon scolded him, but was ignored.

The day of the event arrived, but his friends, already fed up with hearing him talk about her, made a plan to bring the two together. 

- She spends a lot of time in the old office, why doesn't leave her bag there? She's not there yet.

That's what he did, he went to the office and was going to leave her bag there, but to his surprise she was there, lying on a large sofa in the corner of the room reading while wearing headphones.

Y/N noticed his presence and sat down, removing her headphones.

- I found your bag and came to return it. - He dropped his bag and tried to rush out but the room was locked.

Nervously, he tried to send a message to Heeseung asking him to come help.

- Thanks. - He heard the girl's voice and turned around, she was smiling at him happily holding onto her bag.

- I… yeah… the door locked. - That's all he could say.

- Oh, how strange. - She passed him and tried to open the door.

At that moment he received Heeseung's response.

“We will cover you at the event. We'll  let you two out you in the morning.

Don’t worry, we leave everything you might need in the closet”

- Sons of bitches. - Sunoo cursed, scaring Y/N. - Sorry, my friends thought it would be funny to play a joke. Sorry to get you involved in this. They didn't let us out until the morning

- But why? They don't even know me, why are they bothering me? - Y/N had a problem, she didn't have much patience. - Your friends are idiots.

Sunoo just nodded and went to look in the closet. There were some snacks, water, a blanket and…condoms along with a note. 

“I hope you like the gift, confess that you like her and enjoy the night.”

He quickly closed the door but Y/N was already beside him and had already seen the contents. They both blushed 

The silence in the room was torturous, but Sunoo decided to pretend that they hadn't seen that and started asking about the things in the bag.

They talked about different things until it started to get dark.

Sunoo was cold and noticed Y/N curled up in the corner of the sofa shivering so he looked for the blanket to cover her. When he handed her the blanket, she felt how cold his hands were, so she told them to share.

He sat next to her and covered them both, the blanket was small so they had to sit very close together which made them both nervous. But pretending to be fine Sunoo continued chatting randomly. Until in a moment of silence Y/N called him, almost a whisper, while looking into the distance.

- Its truth? - She asked, without looking at him.

- What? - Sunoo didn't know what she was asking.

- The note. “Confess that you like her.” - Y/N blushed, avoiding mentioning the rest of the note.

- Oh, that... - He thought about denying it but he didn't know how to lie. - Yes.

They were silent again while Y/N thought, she was sure he didn't know her. Noticing her confusion he pushed himself to have confidence and told the truth.

- To be honest, I found your bag a few days ago, they played this stupid joke probably because they were tired of me. It's stupid and weird, but since I saw the things in your bag I haven't been able to stop watching you around the university, they even called me a stalker. - He stopped for a moment then continued. - Thinking about it, I really looked like a stalker, following you around, watching you, I'm sorry.

Y/N didn't say anything, she was trying to decide if she believed him, it could be a joke, maybe they knew she liked him and decided to play with her.

But seeing how embarrassed and nervous he was, she decided to trust him.

- Me too. - She doesn't know how, but she said confidently, looking into his eyes.

Sunoo smiled upon hearing this, they were very close, he was just thinking about how he wanted to kiss her, and touched her face and slowly approached her, waiting for her to move away but she didn't, instead she moved closer too, so he kissed her.

The kiss was calm and sweet, conveying what they felt, y/n felt warm and loved. Sunoo felt how she had wanted him for so long and finally had him.

After the kiss, they stayed there, Sunoo caressing her hands under the blanket, while they talked.

It was getting later and later and they decided to try to sleep, so they lay down on the couch, which luckily was very big and comfortable, curled up in the blanket Sunoo hugged Y/N, who was now cuddled up to him.

After a while y/n went to check if Sunoo was sleeping but when she lifted her face he was looking at her, he smiled and kissed her again.

At first it was a calm kiss, very sweet. But little by little it became more intense and hot. Sunoo's hands traveling over Y/N's body while hers pulled him closer, as if trying to merge their bodies.

Sunoo turned on her, now on top of y/n. He broke the kiss, but never pulled away, he spread kisses from his lips to her neck. He didn't expect that a simple kiss would turn into a make-out session, nor that it would go beyond that.

- Sunoo. - His name came out in the form of a moan, from Y/N's lips.

He was already aroused, but hearing her moan his name gave him goosebumps, his cock getting harder and harder as he heard her moan as he left marks down her neck and collarbone.

Y/N feeling Sunoo's excitement against her couldn't think of anything, she wanted more, she loved him in silence for so long, and now he was there wanting her.

- Do you want to continue? - He asked Y/N fearfully, who just pulled him into another kiss in response.

Sunoo broke the kiss and helped her take off her clothes, Y/N did the same helping him remove his clothes too, she took off his shirt, her fingers running down his chest and abdomen until they reached the waistband of his pants, after finishing helping him with his clothes, she swallowed hard, her breathing heavy looking at Sunoo's hard and now free cock, she needed him. 

Sunoo kissed her again while pushing her to lie down again, kissing her all over her body, reaching her thighs, distributing kisses on her thighs, leaving marks before focusing on y/n's already dripping pussy. He ran his fingers spreading y/n's juices, causing her to shiver, moans escaping her lips, when he began to lick her, paying special attention to her clitoris, she was a moaning mess, sunoo's name coming out frantically from her mouth. Hold her thighs tightly while devouring her pussy ferociously. She pulled one of the pillows to her face trying to contain her moans when he put two fingers in her wet hole, his lips and fingers together causing chaos in y/n's mind and body, he moaned into her pussy as she trembled convulsing. He knew she was about to reach her orgasm when he felt her clench around his fingers. 

- That's it, baby, cum for me. - He said and that's what he got.

- Sunoo, please. - That was all he could hear between y/n's moans when she came, he moaned more and more as he enjoyed y/n's juices, his dick throbbed, wanting to be inside her.

He got up smiling, then kissed her again, without breaking the kiss he rubbed his dick on y/n's pussy then began to penetrate her slowly. The room was filled with moans as he moved inside her, slowly at first but deeper and deeper, he seemed to be torturing her, his cock hitting deep inside her, little by little he started to go faster, but maintaining strength, obscene sounds echoing through the room. Sunoo couldn't take much longer, he knew he was about to cum, he moved his hands down to y/n's clitoris, massaging it while wet sounds and moans spread throughout the room as he fucked her. When he felt her tightening more and more around his cock, he grabbed her by the waist pulling her against him, making her sit on his lap, he lay down with her on top of him, the girl was convulsing as she rode him, he helping by firmly holding her waist making her go faster, he gave strong thrusts making her arch her back almost falling back when she reached her second orgasm, he came soon after with his sperm filling her completely. She lost all her strength and collapsed on top of him, he laid her on the sofa, leaving her with their now mixed liquids flowing out of her. He moved back down to her now full pussy, his tongue cleaning her completely, she had no strength left, she was too sensitive, his tongue torturing her, until she came again, for the third time that night, the overstimulation making her crying. After cleaning her completely, he lay down next to her and hugged her, cradling her against his body, then kissed her, she gave a small smile before falling asleep, exhausted.

-

The next day, the boys kept their word and freed them, despite the joke about condoms (totally ignored and forgotten) they didn't think anything would really happen. But when they entered the room, they were shocked to see the two sleeping in each other's arms naked, the blanket partially covering them while Sunoo hugged her protectively.

- What shit. They really took it seriously. - Heeseung spoke loudly waking them up.

- Damn it, get out of here. - Sunoo shouted at them, pulling Y/n closer to him trying to hide her from them.

- Oh shit, it was her, I can't believe I gave her to Sunoo without knowing. - NiKi said jokingly, recognizing her from the day he tried to give her the token.

The boys left the room, leaving them alone and embarrassed for being caught in this situation.

They remained there hugging each other for a while.

- I'm glad you didn't participate in the event. - She said smiling at him

- Me too, because there's only one girl I want to kiss. - He replied before kissing her for the thousandth time in the few hours they were there.

— Notes: I'm new to this writing thing, and English is not my first language. Sorry for not writing so well, I wish to improve and bring better and well-written stories.

[lovelyiida]

mha guys caught stalking your socials.

INCLUDES: KATSUKI BAKUGO, SHOTO TODOROKI, EJIRO KIRISHIMA

SUMMARY: while in class you notice a certain person looking through your socials, and I mean every social platform possible. looking at every post down your first, so you decide to confront them.

WARNINGS: implied gender neutral reader, vulgar language

MASTERLIST

REQUESTS OPEN!!

WORDS: 5.4K

KATSUKI BAKUGO

•his face becomes so pale

• he’s so embarrassed that he becomes angry that you caught him in the act.

It was the middle of your recess before it was time to resume back to regular classes. You were trying to buy something from the vending machine downstairs but forgot your wallet at your desk.

In a hurry, you walk back to classroom 1-A to get your things. Walking in you noticed that Bakugo was the only one in the classroom.

A slight smirk plastered on his lips, watching him scroll relentlessly over and over. Sometimes he would stop and pause, clicking a couple of more times until he scrolled again.

You didn’t want to disturb him, he looked so content with life at the moment. You made sure you quietly got your wallet from your desk.

As you walked towards the back exit of the class, you near Bakugo. You wondered to yourself what’s got him smiling like this until you see it.

He was on Instagram, looking at photos of you.

And he was far down your page…at least a year's worth of posts.

You’d seen a selfie you took in front of a cat cafe with one of your guy friends you haven’t spoken to in a while due to him going to different schools.

“who the hell are you?” He quietly grumbled.

Tapping his phone, your tagged list popped up. Quickly slamming his thumb on his account, he starts to scroll fast through his posts as well.

Letting out a quick snort, bakugo smiles to himself. “Of course, he fuckin’ goes to school there…�� he snorts. That was obviously a jab at him, he seemed to be jealous of him and he doesn’t even know the guy.

Before he could fixate on his “competition,” he saw a notification pop up. It was a rather late notification that you updated your story.

he has post notifications on for your account?

Quickly clicking your icon, bakugo paused before he loudly sucks his teeth together.

“What the hell?”

It was a photo of you and your desk neighbor Sero, posing goofily in class. Around 30 minutes before recess began, Sero with his hand on top of your head and a middle finger shown on the other.

He read the caption on your story: “FUCK PHYSICS -sero #eviltwin”

The story flashed quick before Bakugo took a screenshot of it. His breath started to quicken, you could tell he was pissed. Quickly opening his dms, he clicks on Sero’s account.

“What the fuck is evil twin?” He spits.

Sending the photo, bakugo begins to type:

‘WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU’

‘DIDN’T I SAY NOT TO TOUCH THEM?’

‘I’m gonna beat your ass at lunch’

‘meet me at the bottom of the staircase at B hall NOW’

‘what the hell is even an evil twin? ARE YOU GUYS TOGETHER OR SOMETHING?’

‘oh I’m gonna light your ass up’

Bakugo’s thumbs move so fast, spamming Sero with such ease and vigor. You see that Sero leaves him on seen, and you’d honestly do the same.

Typing out a ‘HELLO?’, bakugo starts to grumble. You start to feel heat bounce off of him, standing back you decide to make an exit.

But before you could even move your feet, bakugo jumps up from his seat and whips around. His eyes stare at the ground dart up to your soft eyes.

Words caught in his throat, Bakugo’s eyes widen.

Bakugo, shoots back in shock. He couldn’t even process your presence before he stumbled back into his seat with a loud slam. Startling you, you try and reach out to help him but he held out his hand and pops a spark making you shriek.

“are you okay?” You asked.

“How long have you been fucking standing there?” He yelled. His cheeks dusted pink as he screamed in your face.

stammering, you start to rub your fists together. Your palms were sweaty as you grew nervous.

“a-about 5 minutes or so!” you yelled.

“are you fuckin’ serious?” He groans, his hands shooting to his eyes as he rubs them in embarrassment.

“I-I’m sorry, okay? I was just coming in here to get my wallet for the vending machine and I saw you on your phone and I was just gonna do a quick little peak and then you just so happen to be stalking my account and-“

“Like hell would I ever stalk you!” He exclaimed, just flat-out lying.

This takes you aback, “so are we gonna sit here and pretend that you didn’t just curse out Sero because you’re jealous of him touching me?” You laughed.

Bakugo grew quiet, crossing your arms you let out a smug smile.

“Y’know, instead of parading around orders and making threats to people about not touching me like I’m your property. Maybe you should try and—I don’t know, make a fucking move?” You say.

A long beat of silence goes by.

You eye Bakugo down, his lips quiver. His chest heaving, as his face was red from embarrassment. Only his blonde spikes of hair were covering up the evidence of that.

You frown at him, maybe you were too harsh.

“Bakugo-“

Shooting up from his seat, he raced towards the door. The bell rang, signaling that recess is finally over.

Your lips were slightly agape, as you were still trying to process what just happened. You couldn’t even revel in the moment before your classmates walked in.

One by one they all get seated, settling in as they place out their textbooks for the next subject to be taught.

You didn’t realize how long you were standing there until you looked around and saw that everyone was seated, except for bakugo and sero.

The bell rang, signaling that it was time to continue classes.

“Is there a problem, “L/n?” Your teacher Aizawa voices.

You open your mouth to speak, but the heavy stomps of shoes cut you off once more. Looking at the doorway, you see Sero. Breathing heavily like he just ran for his life, his necktie untucked and a scuff mark on his cheek.

“Sorry, I’m late sensei!” Breathing heavily, you saw him lock eyes with you for a brief moment before walking past you, almost ignoring your existence.

Frowning to yourself you speak, “no sir.”

Talking quick paces to your seat, you sit down, huffing your breath you face towards Sero.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

Sero ignored you for a moment, cursing under his breath he then turned to you. “All good! Just worry about yourself kay?” He says. A fake smile was plastered all over his face.

Your bottom lip pokes out, you knew he was lying.

Turning towards the board, you gather your things and set up for the lesson. Writing some things down on your paper, your phone buzzes.

Picking it up, you notice that someone requested to talk to you on Instagram. Opening it, you read the account name.

@katsuki_lordexplosionmurder

you hesitated for a moment before opening it up.

‘sorry for blowing up on you back there’

‘you don’t have to respond to this, you have every right not to’

‘I fucking like you okay? Like a lot

‘please forgive me…’

letting out a sigh you start to type back:

‘apologize to Sero first, then we can talk’

Bakugo quickly reads your message, a long minute passes by before he responds ‘k.’

still shitty as ever, even in an apology...

around a day or so passes by before the both of you ever talk again. You’d see each other in class or around school, but you wouldn’t give as much as a side glance. Even tho Bakugo would be eyeing you down to where it felt like you thought you were naked.

You talked to Sero about if Bakugo apologized to him, which he said that he did a day ago. So why hasn’t he come to you yet?

It was a new day, and the bell just rang for recess. You decided to stay in your seat for today, scrolling through the nothingness of social media. You paused for a moment, turning slightly, you look back to see that Bakugo wasn’t in his seat.

Turning back you let out a deep exhale. You scrolled some more, growing comfortable in the silent classroom.

Liking a random picture you start to think of Bakugo again. Opening your dms, you mindlessly tap Bakugo’s account.

You wanted to say something, you just didn’t know what to say. Your thumbs hover over the screen, you were too scared to type. You felt that if you typed one single character that the world would crumble and the sky would fall.

Huffing out a breath you turn your screen off, as it fades to black. You notice a pair of amber eyes staring into the screen.

Eyes widening, you lean closer.

“Bakugo?” You whispered.

“Doesn’t feel good being watched does it?” His voice booms through the room. You jump, startled by his deep voice.

You see Bakugo let out a quick chuckle before sitting down in Sero’s seat.

“Bakugo, don’t scare me like that!-“

“After what you did to me? You were beggin’ for it” he jumps in.

A moment of silence goes by…

“Listen-“

“I get it if you don’t want to talk to me again…” Bakugo admits.

“It’s just—I’ve never felt this way about someone, okay? I like you a lot, and I want you to be mines. These people out here aren’t right for you, I wanna the only guy! You’re right I am jealous, I mean- who wouldn’t be? look at you!” Bakugo stammers.

You looked into his eyes for a moment, letting out a smirk as you turn toward him.

“After classes” you grin.

“What?” His head slightly turned in confusion.

“After classes…I’ll give you chance for you to show me that you’re the right guy” you bit your bottom lip, nervous for his reply.

Bakugo is still for a moment before showing his signature devilish grin, “shit.”

“It’s a date?” You asked innocently, extending your hand out to shake you smile at him. He looks down at your hand, quickly taking your hand he softly shakes it.

“It’s a date”

SHOTO TODOROKI

• surprisingly upfront with it

• what’s he got to hide?

At first, you caught him secretly going through your tik tok. Sitting behind him in class you would see your face on the screen as you lip-synced, danced, or talked.

Each video he would save and scroll past another one. Which made you grow uncomfortable.

Then he realized that he didn’t do it just to you but he did it with everyone else’s posts. This made you let down your guard a little.

I mean, who doesn’t stalk their friends from time to time? It’s good to see what your friends are doing within their “inner,” social media lives.

So you let it go.

You continued being friends with Todoroki, as he had no idea you knew he stalked him on social media. You went on and everything went normal.

Until one night you received a notification on Instagram.

‘@shoto has followed you!’

Looking at the notification, you thought nothing of it. Turning into your bed, you began to rest your eyes. Falling deeply into slumber, you were jolted away by the buzz of your photo.

A tired groan passes your lips, turning over you soak your hand down onto the nightstand. Patting around you find the familiar texture of your phone brush against your fingertips.

Letting out a sigh, you flip your phone over. Eyes hooded, closing completely as your screen flashes you. Quickly blinking, you adjust to the lighting of the screen.

“Another notification from Instagram?” You muffled into your pillow. Opening it, you see that Todoroki liked your most recent photo of you.

Another notification pops up on the top of your screen:

@shoto has commented on your post!:

@shoto: beautiful.

Was this a mistake?

You couldn’t believe your eyes, this must be a good dream because no way could this ever be reality.

Then it happened again, another notification on a post from a week ago. Tapping your screen at the speed of light, heat rises to your cheeks.

It was a photo of you holding up your favorite figurine you just bought with your savings. The caption read: ‘I GOT IT YES BITCHES!!’

@shoto: lol

@shoto: so cute

He must be on drugs, or maybe he was hit with a flirtatious quirk? Wide awake, you sit up in your bed. Blankets once covering your body slid off as the cold air of the room hugs your body.

Posture terrible, you bend down eyeing the screen. Neck extended and eyes wide, as you received another notification.

It was a video of you and your friend holding hands, walking at a festival. Laughing like happy idiots.

Another comment from Todoroki appears.

@shoto: should’ve been me holding your hand :(

Your mouth shoots agape, you quickly took a screenshot of the comment.

You genuinely could not process what was happening at the moment. Snapping your head towards your alarm clock it read 10 PM, you let out a sigh.

At least you have time to fall back asleep.

You sent the screenshot to your friends, pleading for advice. But you knew everyone was asleep due to how strenuous the hero drills were this evening.

You quickly place your phone on “do not disturb’” mode. Shutting your phone off you place it back on your nightstand with a “plop”. Smashing your face into the pillow, you let out a much-needed loud sigh.

‘Is he being hacked right now?’

‘He has to be getting hacked.’

‘There’s no way on earth Todorok would be saying this to me!’

It would take about another hour or two of tossing and turning before you were able to fall asleep again.

The room started to feel hotter than usual, stirring in your bed your eyes open. You were too tired for this right now. Slipping out of the covers, you walk over to your fan, turning it onto the highest setting. You huff out a breath and turn back around, only to be stopped dead in your tracks.

“can’t handle the heat?

eyes snapping wide, you whip over to the deep voice you heard.

"Todoroki!" you screamed, your body still from shock. you see him in the bed, under the covers, a smug smirk cast over his lips.

"what are you doing here, you're not allowed in anyone else's dorm past 8pm-"

"why not? you're scared someone will catch us?" he asks, ripping the blankets off your bed as he gets up. his body moving closer towards yours, you still couldn't even move due to the amount of shock.

looking into his multi-colored eyes, your mouth parted, "h-how did you even get in here?" you whispered. feeling a warm hand grip your waist, you jump, startled by the sudden touch of his hand.

"don't touch me there!" you whimpered.

your face looking towards the ground as you cower in embarrassment, this earns a chuckle from todoroki's lips. Leaning in closer, his other hand grabs your face softly.

"look at me," he says. voice stern yet soft, you shyly look up. eyes hooded and breath jagged. you shakily set your arms around his shoulders.

"you're mine" he whispers as he slowly leans in. you gasp at his words, biting your lips to begin to lean in as well.

your eyes close, as soon as you know it. the smoldering warmth you felt faded as you were shaken by the airy coldness of your dorm. eyes shooting open, you turn over to look at your alarm clock.

8:45AM!

you're late for class!

once you finished jumping around and getting yourself together, you dashed out of your dorm with a loud slam of the door. running across the courtyard and into the academic side of the school, running up the grand stairs and long halls. you finally make it to the class.

out of breath, you crash into your seat and bang your head against the desk.

"you're late today l/n, especially on count day, marking you down an extra five points." your teacher Aizawa speaks. You couldn't even mutter a complaint because you were so tired.

as the day went on, you couldn't stop staring at the back of todoroki's head. that was the dirtiest dream you ever had...

soon it was time for hero training, today the student just needed to focus on themselves and build their quirk.

you were looking at todoroki the whole time, and when you weren't, he would look at you.

you can't shake what you experienced last night, even if it was just a dream, it felt so real...

you talked to your best friend Jiro, as she was also suspicious of todoroki's new confidence, she was just as shocked as you were when you showed her all of the comments and messages he left you.

"let him come to you," she said.

"no, go after him! guys like it when a woman's in charge!" sero says.

"I think you just need to wait it out, let the future take its course and the universe will work it out..." says hakakure.

you decided to take hakakure's advice.

as the rest of the day went on, the sun falls and the day was still into another dark night. here you were once again, preparing to fall asleep as you wrapped yourself in your blankets. kinda hoping to have the same dream you had the night before.

growing comfortable with the silence, your phone buzzed.

eyes opening you reach out for your phone, turning it on you see that todoroki commented on your story. opening the notification transports you to your dms.

the story was just a photo of half of your face, eyes tired as it was around 30 minutes after you ran late from class today.

you finally start to read the message, word for word your heart falls to the bottom of your feet. the comment sends you into a frenzy.

@shoto: you look so tired but you're still so pretty.

that's it.

jumping out of your bed you read the clock, 10:45. it's well past curfew but you didn't care. if todoroki didn't care in his dreams, neither do you.

putting on your house shoes you race out the door.

after one elevator ride and a long walk down the hall, you arrive at the front of his door. you were about to knock on his door until you realized you were actually there.

what were you even going to say? hey I had a dream we made out in my room and I want you to stay out of my dreams and my dms? Yeah.

hands-on top of your head, you let out a quiet sigh. "shit, here goes nothing." stepping for award, you place three quick knocks on his door, staring at his name plate on the door, you gulp.

hearing some shuffling, you look down and see the lights switch on past the crack of the door. blinking, you wait anxiously. another moment passes by until the door knob starts to jiggle.

biting your lip, the door swings open. appearing a more laid-back todoroki that you've ever seen. his hair is a little messy from laying in the bed and all he has on is pajama shorts and a white t-shirt.

his eyes shift onto you, his eyes widen only a little. as a soft smirk is shown on his face. "l/n...w-what are you doing here?" Todoroki stuttered.

if you didn't mistake yourself, he almost sounded flustered to you.

"um, I just wanted to talk to you about something if that's alright. I know it's past curfew and I really shouldn't be here but I can't wait any longer" you say, a sigh passed by your lips.

Todoroki leans out the door, looking left and right, then to the security camera a door down. Quickly, he grabs you by the arm and gently pulls you into his room.

you close the door with a quiet thud, turning around you look around todoroki's dorm. it's so...empty?

the modern Japanese-style room was very much his style, he didn't really have any posters or figurines you could base any of his interests on. but that conversation is for another day.

kneeling down on the ground, you sit on your feet. hands placed on your lap, your face was unreadable. you were nervous yet so excited.

you were in todoroki's room, alone, after curfew.

"what did you want to talk about" todoroki's voice was soft. looking around you grew nervous, "well...I wanted to talk about you, and how you've been stalking my socials...and stuff? I don't know" every word you spoke grew quieter and quieter.

balling your hands into fists, you look down at the floor.

"stalking? I don't understand" he says, a frown present on his lips.

"but you do!" you blurt, your hands flung in the air which causes todoroki to jump back. you gasp, slapping your hand on your lips, you close your eyes in embarrassment. hands slowly shifting from your mouth rest on top of your eyes. "but you do todoroki," you quietly groaned out.

"the late-night notifications! do you know I get those? I see you flirt with me and compliment me and all that other stuff, I caught you almost halfway down my profile the other day todoroki."

hands still covering your face, if they were uncovered you would see the priceless pink blush dusting across todoroki's face.

"I'm...I'm sorry, I didn't know you could see that...I thought I could like and comment on things anonymously...apologies."

uncovering your eyes, you notice todoroki slightly bows, the blush still on his face. You quietly scoff, "who told you that you can anonymously comment and like things on Instagram?" you asked.

"Denki told me, he helped me set up my account as well-"

a groan escapes your lips as your body slowly sinks to a bow. "I'm going to fucking kill him!" your yell is muffled by the floor. Rising up again you frown at todoroki.

"Just...I know now that it's not your fault and you really don't know any better, but could you please stop?" you say.

"I don't understand why I should, everything that I said about you is true, I meant it l/n. I think you're so beautiful and-"

"please! I can't handle you doing all of this because if this keeps on going I'll have more dreams about you!" you yell.

"you dream about me?" todoroki asks, his voice filled with hope and adoration.

"what!" you grow warm in the face at this. stumbling up from your feet, you race for the door. Quickly opening it, you turn, giving a respective bow you quietly shut the door behind you.

Todoroki hears your quick stomps and the ringing of the elevator.

a moment passes by, smiling to himself he plops himself down into his bed.

staring at the ceiling he lets out a smug smirk.

"bullseye."

EJIRO KIRISHIMA

• was happily chilling in class looking at your tik tok until denki catches him in the act.

• was very embarrassed, but you fount it absolutely adorable.

It was another regular day inside UA, class 1-A. Everyone talking whilst doing their assignments, slowly reaching the goal of becoming the next generation of top pro heroes.

And within this class, there are the slackers.

And that slacker is Kirishima.

Slouched down in his seat, his phone hidden under his desk as he scrolled relentlessly through your tik tok. Hypnotized by your every act.

Sometimes he would chuckle to himself, seeing how cute you were. Whether that be you should dance with one of your classmates. Or seeing the way you sing your heart out at one of your favorite songs.

You were everything to him.

It was an accidental infatuation, really.

One day you so happened to pop up on his for you page. Surprised, he curiously went through your page.

All 500 hundred posts to be exact. Every. Single. One.

He didn���t mean to really, he just was so amazed by you. Sometimes the people you see on a regular daily basis aren’t who they actually are.

You were more confident in yourself on your page. You were bold, loud, and funny, he never saw this side of you. Maybe in a sparring battle, but that’s only the tip of the iceberg.

Sometimes when he’s hanging out with Sero, he’ll show him a tik tok of you (from a year ago that he saved) and just go off and fawn over you. Which heavily irritated Sero.

“Look at the way they’re dancing, isn’t it cute?”

“Dude, did you know l/n had their hairs died red before they came to this school? We could’ve totally matched!”

“Have you seen l/n’s new post? It’s amazing!”

It was fine at first, Sero gets it. He’s got a crush, but now it was all he’d talk about when they’d hang out.

“Dude, why did l/n make a tik tok about having a crush on a guy in our class!” Kirishima exclaims, a worried expression plastered on his face.

“If you want them, go get 'em instead of blabbering to me about it!” He’d complain.

Kirishima rolls his eyes as he swings back and forth on Sero’s hammock. “Dude, they’d never go for me.”

Sero strummed a couple of notes on his guitar, “if you won’t tell them you like them, at least tell them you look at their tik tok all day~” Sero sarcastically sings, making a little jingle out of his rude statement.

Kirishima’s swinging comes to a halt.

God, you don’t even know he knows you have an account.

Kirishima does follow you, but on a new account, he just made up that kinda looks like a bot you’re too lazy to remove, so you just keep it.

Swallowing his spit he sits up from the hammock, “if l/n ever found out that I have their tik tok, I will off myself.”

And here we bring it back to present day.

You just posted an hour ago on tik tok.

You were doing some random hand dance with Mina at lunch. He’d watch the way you’d laugh when you or Mina would mess up. The multiple takes and the fit of laughter.

He loved the video so much, he found it so organic and personal. Like he was actually there across from the table. He smiles at the screen watching it over again.

His smile faltered only a little when he gets another notification that you posted something.

Quickly pressing the notification, Kirishima’s heart stops.

He didn’t know what song was playing, and what words you were singing. But you looked HOT.

You had an entirely new look. You transitioned from regular pajamas to a whole other cooler outfit. Kirishima bends lower into his desk, making sure that only his eyes get to get to lay on your beauty.

Kirishima likes and saves your post with the quickness. He didn’t care if he was the first ever to interact with your post. At least you know he’s not some bot.

As Kirishima soulfully enjoyed the video you posted, Denki finally walks into class. An hour late.

A scold here and there from Mr. Aizawa, and he reaches his seat. Falling down with a thud he greets his next-door seat buddy.

“What’s up, man! Dude, I couldn’t sleep last night until the early morning and then my alarm didn’t go off! I just said fuck it and took my time today” Denki vents, a defeated smile portrayed on his lips.

Looking at his friend, he noticed how hunched up he is in his seat. “Dude?” Denki says, still no reply.

Kirishima was so deep into thought whilst watching the video of you. He started to think about his deepest fantasies.

What if you sang to him like the way you sang in your tik toks? What if the both of you were a couple?

He’d imagine the dates he would take you on, the way you smile, the way you laughed, it was all worth it at the end of the day.

He’d imagine how he’d kiss you and how you’d kiss him. Arms tightly wrapped around your waist as you sat in his lap, going at it for hours until your lips were swollen and you couldn’t give away anymore more breath.

This makes Kirishima’s breath hitch, what other things would you guys do?

What if you guys were a couple until graduation? He would definitely propose to you. Imagine the wedding the both of you would plan. The reception would be beautiful.

Kirishima really started to melt when he imagines the honeymoon. He wanted to go somewhere warm and tropical, maybe the Bahamas or the Maldives. He thinks you would like the Maldives, as he would too.

A blush castes over his face as he still watches the video of you over and over again. He’d imagine the night of your honeymoon.

Can he give you children? He thought.

If you can’t, he’ll find a way that night–

“Dude!”

Kirishima jumps harshly at the loud voice that called his name.

Denki buffs out a breath, Kirishima sees Denki standing from his seat as he surrounded Kirishima.

“I’ve been calling you for the last, like, 3 minutes!” He exclaimed.

“S-sorry man, j-just deep into thought” Kirishima says. A blush was still present on his face.

“Whatever, anyways as I was saying–“ Denki sits in his chair, his eyes so happen to shoot down towards Kirishima’s phone.

Denki paused at this, a devilish grin showing on his face. “No fucking way dude! You were stalking l/n’s page!” Denki exclaims, laughing enough for everyone to hear.

“Kaminari! Detention!” Aizawa barks.

Denki didn’t even care, a smile still on his face he starts to laugh.

“Dude!” Kirishima grows red at the loud announcement Denki makes, sinking into his seat he covers his head.

“What is he doing?” A voice says.

Kirishima’s eyes shoot wide, looking behind him he blinks. Two seats behind him he noticed you, leaving out the aisle in confusion.

“L/n! Get up, get up, get up! Kirishima’s stalking your freakin tik tok!” Denki laughs. Your bottom lips was pursed out, you were still confused as to what was happening as you slowly gained height out of your seat.

You were walking towards him, oh god.

Kirishima was so embarrassed that his hands were on his face the whole time. He didn’t even realize that his phone was on his desk still playing the video you posted over and over again.

Placing your hands on the two desks behind Kirishima and Denki, you crouch down. “What’s going on?” You say, you were also quiet. As he would assume no one really knows of your tik tok like that but him and a select few.

“Kirishima stalks your!–“ before he could finish, you slapped your hand on top of his mouth. “Quietly!” You whispered.

Uncovering your hand Denki leans down into your ear, telling you about how Kirishima was watching a tik tok of you over and over again. Looking over you eye Kirishima down.

Kirishima swallows his spit as he uncovers his face, the red blush still painted on his face like red roses sprawled out within a garden.

“H-here” he trembles. Reaching for his phone he extends it to you. With a fierce snatch, you scroll through your tik tok, seeing that he at least liked or saved all of your most recent posts. You didn’t even want to know how far this goes down.

You scrolled some more until you stopped on a particular post. “You’ve seen this one, Kirishima?” You asked. Holding the phone out, he leans in staring at the screen.

“Y-yes” he stuttered.

It was the tik tok of you talking about you having a crush on a guy in your class. Letting out a sigh, you stand back up.

“You wanna know who it is?” You say. Kirishima pursed up at your question, his head shaking with a shy nod.

Smiling you reach down, closing the space between the both of you. You grab the back of his neck, which makes Kirishima let out a jagged breath.

Falling close to his ear, you whispered.

“You really wanna know?” You teased.

You could hear Kirishima swallow his spit hard, and he nods again. “Yes—I do” he whispers.

“It’s you.”

Kirishima’s eyes snap wide open, snapping his neck towards your face, he sees you let out a giggle. He shoots up from his seat. Walking backward he stumbled out of the classroom.

Before you could chase him out, you hear a loud thud.

“Kirishima just passed out!” You hear Momo shout.

If Kirishima died today…

He’d die a happy man.

Omg, guys, thank you all so much for all the support and new follows!!! I just saw my post show up third on one of the Bakugo hashtags! And some of my posts were recommended under others. I’m so happy right now.

– lovelyiida<3

[dontbesoweirdkira]

A/N: The Coney Island episode did something to me. Like it brings me so much joy! But I can't help but wonder how it's be if Peter was a little jealous of Harry. Peter is so hopelessly in love and is spiraling.

Warnings: mentions of obsession, stalking, possessiveness..

Requests: Open

Masterlist

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You're a close friend of Peter and he has this super huge crush on you...maybe he doesn't even realize it. I personally like to think you are both spiders and that's where his obsession started. Your bond is just extremely strong and tight so he just passes off the intense feelings as something to do with the whole "being bit" thing.

He's always been a bit over protective and maybe a bit over bearing but you know that Peter just cares a lot.

Anyways, Peter instantly regrets inviting you out with Harry. Like he almost forgot just how charming this man is and he's panicked. He doesn't understand why tho. Like there's room for you all to be friends, why does this bother him so much.

At first his jealousy isn't noticeable. He seems relatively normal, you are all playing games and having fun. Of course, Peter makes it a point to sit next to you and be your partner. Maybe he's a bit more clingy than normal but it's nothing worth noting.

He is definitely trying to win you everything you lay your eyes on. I mean, he's super strong so it's insanely easy for him. He's taking so much pride in this until Harry starts showing him up. That whole muscle thing where Harry breaks it...geez. Somehow Peter is back to being that same 15 year old boy standing in his cooler friend's shadow.

It isn't until he steps away to get a snack, when he comes back to you and Harry doing the soulmate quizer thing where it gets bad for him... Seeing you guys be declared as the perfect couple really peeved him. Yeah. Those things are stupid and rather inaccurate but...damn just the thought alone really bugged him.

Peter is still in denial tho. He is chalking his feelings up to his best friend taking away his other best friend and not maybe that he's utterly insane for you. He's far too sweet to be a dick so he's passive aggressive.

Peter is actively standing in the middle of you two like.. he's not having it!

Oh my gosh the way his face dropped when you guys started bonding over your favorite ride. The speed demon roller coaster. Peter did try budding in the convo and said it was his fave too but was met with "umm I thought the ferris wheel was.." poor baby. He wasn't able to prevent you guys sitting next to each other on the ride. He's sitting behind ya'll and watching you hold onto Harry while the ride went down was blood boiling...

You offer to go on the ferris wheel to try and sweeten his mood with something he'd enjoy. All that ends with Peter blocking out the endless banter from Harry while he stares you down. Like why did you choose to sit next to him instead? It was hard watching you guys in such a romantic scenery. You looked so perfect in the night sky, ferris wheels are the perfect place to get cozy and share some loving kisses...It didn't look right with Harry being the one to share that space with you..it should be hi-

There's a part of Peter who feels deeply insecure and scared that you're choosing Harry over him. Everyone else used too, and it's highschool all over again...

Peter would definitely cut the night short after that. He's grabbing your arm and pulling you away from Harry.

"well, Bud. This was...great to say the least...but we should really get going. Night."

Harry doesn't even get a change to protest before he's walking out while dragging you along with him. You're so confused because what was that? Why was he seemingly so angry when he desperately wanted you to meet Harry all week.

Peter doesn't even know. He just doesn't like you being so close to someone who isn't him. After becoming friends, you're practically each other's only contact and he hates the idea of Harry becoming one.

"Pete, can you chill out..? What's going on with you? I didn't wanna leave."

"Well I did."

You questioned him further, begging him to stop and tell you what is up until he broke.

"I just dont-..... Whatever it was between you and him..I don't like it. I don't care if it was just "friendly". It. cannot. ever. happen."

"...but why....?"

Peter walks you home, it's silent on his end. He doesn't elaborate...or ever bring up the subject matter again. You can continue to press him but he'll either change the subject or leave. He's confused, jealous and even a little embarrassed. But from then on he's a lot more on edge over you. You notice him looking over at your phone when you're texting...questioning who you are interacting with...even you can sense his shadow over head as he follows you around town ...

He slowly realizes he's completely smitten over you, that this is all because of a fat crush. yet, he can't seem to control his spiral into his obsession with you.

[vampire-cupid]

Spin the Bottle

Summary:

A game of 'spin the bottle' with your friends led to inviting your boyfriends best friend, Chris, to join you for the night.

Ship: Chris X Josh X Reader

Words: 3598

AO3

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

Normally, whenever Jess came up with the idea of spin the bottle, it always ended with couples arguing and people feeling uncomfortable while Jess laughs at everyone around her.

Like always, everyone in our friend group already had a few drinks when Jess raised her empty bottle and shouted for the others to join.

With a groan you leaned against your boyfriend who threw his arm around you. “Do we have to play?” You ask, already knowing that Jess would never let you leave without a good reason.

Looking up to your boyfriend, you notice a mischievous glint in his eyes. With a smile you ask, “So, whats the plan?” Pressing a kiss to your cheek, Josh whispered in your ear “As soon as either of us gets picked to kiss someone, the other acts super jealous. Just running away angrily and the other has to come after them.”

With a quiet laugh, you press a soft kiss to your boyfriends lips. “Joshua Washington, you are a bad boy.” Jess interrupted that sweet moment. “Come on Lovebirds! You will have enough chances to suck faces.” Rolling your eyes, you joined the circle with Josh next to you.

You could already see how Hannah glances shyly towards Mike at the same time Mike glances towards Jess. Now that promises drama in the future.

The game was chaotic as always. Shy kisses between friends and bold kisses between couples.

That was until it was Chris’ turn. When Chris spun the bottle, it landed on Josh, who chuckled darkly.

Someone has to be blind to not see that there was more between the friends than just normal friendship. Therefor you wouldn’t miss the chance to see what would happen between them.

With a nervous cough, Chris shuffled closer towards Josh. Surprisingly, as Chris leaned forward, Josh was the one to close the distance between them.

Instead of a quick peck on the lips, Josh instead pulled Chris into a deep kiss. With closed eyes, both guys sunk into it, opening their mouth to taste each other.

Watching them up close make out that intense caused heat to erupt between your legs.

You nearly forgot about the plan until Josh opened his eye to look at you. Embarrassed, you quickly got up and faked leaving the room with angry steps, even slamming the door behind you. Only a few seconds later did you hear Josh call after you, his acting skills even surprised you.

Leaving the door to his room open behind you, you only had time to face towards the door before Josh crashed into you, pushing you backwards onto the bed as the both of you giggled at your little prank.

Stroking through Josh’s soft hair as he laid above you, you decided to tease him a bit. “Is it possible that you liked that kiss a bit too much?”

Chuckling, Josh pressed a cheek to your lips before defending himself. “I’m just a good actor.”

“Don’t lie, I saw your tongue action with Chris.”

Again, Josh shut you up with a kiss, “Jealous?” he whispered against your lip, pressing his body even closer to yours. “Oh yeah, you better make it up to me.” you giggled as Josh finally kissed you with as much intensity as he kissed Chris just moments ago.

Josh let out a deep groan as you pulled on his hair, his hips grinding against your core.

Just as his hands started to slide up your shirt, a knock interrupted you two.

With a groan Josh stood up, his hair slightly messy and a tent starting to form in his pants.

Opening the door, you were both surprised to see Chris. “Everything ok Cochise?”

Chris looked nervous as he glanced between the two of you. “I just came to say, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened but I hope the two of you are ok.”

A few seconds of silence were between you before Josh and you started to laugh.

Slinging his arm around Chris’ shoulder, Josh pulled him into the room before closing the door to keep out nosy people like Emily or Jess.

Getting up from the bed, you stepped closer to Chris. “We should be sorry instead, it was just our plan to get away from the game, you just were collateral damage.”you explained.

Chris let out a big sigh of relief, “Phew! I already thought I messed up your entire relationship.”

Josh laughed even more, giving his bro a side hug. “Do you really think I would do anything to mess this up?”

“Good point.”

Only now did Chris notice the way Josh looked. His cheeks turned bright pink and he stuttered nervously. “Oh sorry, I totally ruined the mood didn’t I?”

Thinking back to the kiss before an idea came to your mind.

“You better bring the mood back Chris.” you teased.

Josh and Chris shared a confused look before looking at you.

“What’s your idea pornstar?” Josh smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief once again.

Chris’ face was still red as he looked between you.

“I was thinking, the kiss was really hot,” you said while, once again, getting comfortable on the bed before continuing “how about you give me another show.”

To your surprise, Chris’ face turned even more red, you didn’t think that was possible.

While he stuttered around, not sure what to say, Josh pulled Chris with him, closer to the bed to truly give you a first row seat to the show that’s about to happen.

“You ready to give the lady a show?” Josh flirts as he gently grasps the face of his best friend, looking at Chris with his typical grin.

“You sure that’s ok with you?” Chris questions but gets quickly silenced by Josh’s chuckle.

“It’s just like when we practiced kissing in high school, just with a sexy girl watching.” Josh said, winking at you flirtingly as he said ‘sexy girl’.

“I knew you had practiced! I didn’t believe that I was your first kiss.”

Surprisingly, Chris seemed to gain confidence with this and put his hands on Josh’s hips while leaning forward. Their lips found each other and it didn’t take long until the kiss turned heated. Josh had his hand on Chris’ neck, holding him close as their tongues danced together.

Heat spread in your core as you watched the way their kiss heated up, hands wandering over each others backs and soft groans leaving their lips.

Craving friction between your legs, you rub your thighs together as you kept watching.

After minutes of heated making out, Josh was the one to end the kiss, glancing towards you. Offering you his hand, you took it and get pulled to his side, standing in a triangle with your boyfriend and his best friend. “Enjoying the show?” Josh purrs, cocky as always.

Instead of answering, you tangled your hands in his hair and pulled him into a heated kiss. You nearly forgot about Chris but as Josh teasingly bit your lower lip, making you moan, you heard him let out a whimpered breath.

Separating from your boyfriend, you look over at Chris who was still watching you two with a bright red face. One of your hands caressed Chris’ cheek while you turn to ask Josh “Can I get a taste as well?”

The only answer you got was a peck to your lips and a teasing nip on your neck before Josh pushed you in front of him, making you fully face Chris.

Caressing his face, you softly whisper to the blonde, “Is that ok with you too?”

“Yeah.” Chris said, gaining more and more confidence, taking charge for once and kissing you softly.

Compared to Josh, the kiss was tame and soft.

A surprised moan left your lips and made you separate from Chris as Josh started to suck hickeys on your neck, his hands massaging your boobs over your shirt.

Your lips found Chris’ once again as you moaned against them, your hands around his neck keeping him close.

As Josh teased you from behind, Chris kept his hands on your waist.

The next time you and Chris separated for air, Josh used to chance to move past you and kiss Chris again, pushing him backwards to the bed. Making Chris sit down, Josh made you stand in front of Chris and once again standing behind you, his hands playing with the hem of your shirt and whispering a soft “Can I show him how beautiful you are?”

With a nod Josh turned his attention back to Chris.

“You are about to see heaven” Josh announced, finally lifting your shirt up and throwing it on the floor, showing off your bra. Just a few seconds later, your bra landed on the floor as well, your nipples hardening in seconds from the chill room.

Chris’ gaze was stuck to your chest, his mouth slightly open and his hands gripping his jeans tightly.

A moan left your lips as Josh pulled on your nipples, making you arch your back.

“Isn’t she magnificent?” Josh spoke to Chris, while still playing with your boobs.

Chris only managed to nod and as you look down at him, notice a tent forming in his jeans.

With a shy smile you say to Chris “You can touch if you want to.”

Chris nervously looked up to your face as if wanting to make sure.

Moving out of Josh’s grasp, you kiss Chris again, grabbing his hands and moving them to your boobs yourself.

Chris whimpered against your lips the moment his hands touched your skin.

You heard Josh chuckle behind you as he watched the two of you.

Growing bold, Chris massaged your breasts more forcefully making you moan into the kiss.

A surprised squeal made you part from Chris and look behind you at Josh.

He just winked as he slid your pants down your legs, leaving you in your panties.

You felt your cheeks heat up but once again got distracted by Chris who moved to kiss your neck, his kisses slowly trailing lower.

At the same time, Josh softly grabbed your waist, grinding his boner at you from behind and bit your neck.

As Chris took one of your nipples in his mouth, you moaned loudly getting silenced quickly by Josh who once again kissed you passionately.

“Better be quiet, unless you want to give a show to the whole cabin.” Josh groaned against your lips.

The hands of both guys wandered all over your body, making you dizzy with pleasure.

Before you could sink even more in the feeling, nearly melting against their touch, you were suddenly pulled away by Josh.

Chris looked at you with a heated gaze, his eyes still fixated on you.

Moving you to kneel down with him, Josh groaned against your skin “Don’t you want to help him out a bit.”

You look in front of you, directly facing the Chris’ crotch.

Looking up at the blonde, you give him a smile before leaning down and kissing his cock through his pants, grinning as you hear another whimper from Chris.

Focusing solely on him, you open belt and the zipper keeping his boner hidden.

Desperately, Chris helped you, pulling his jeans down but stopped just before removing his boxers.

“You ok Cochise?” Josh asked from behind you, his chest pressed against your back and his hands soothingly caressing his friends thighs.

“Yeah…it’s just…” Chris started before nervously looking away.

“What’s wrong?” you ask.

Glancing at the two of you from the corner of his eyes, Chris sighed before revealing his secret.

“I don’t know if it counts but I never did anything since…” his eyes drift to Josh and your eyes frantically look between the two with a giggle. “You two? When?!”

This time, even Josh looks away flustered but answered nonetheless “First year in college, shortly before I met you, we just experienced a bit.”

Giggling, you give Josh a passionate kiss, “I wanna hear every detail later.”

His cocky grin was back as he gave you another peck on the lips “Deal.”

Finally the attention was back on Chris who luckily seemed more relaxed as he watched the interaction between the two of you.

“So, can I suck your dick?” you ask boldly.

For the hundredth time today, Chris’ face went bright red and he only managed to nod shyly.

Josh once again pressed against your back, pulling down his friends briefs for you, freeing the long cock that was already dripping precum.

It was slightly longer than Josh’s, curving to the side but it was also thinner than your boyfriends cock.

Looking up at Chris through your eyelashes, you give the pink tip a kiss before licking up the precum.

“He likes it when you lick from his balls to the tip, it makes him tremble.” Josh whispered against your neck, his hands once again massaging your hips and slowly pushing your panties down.

“Josh!” Chris exclaimed embarrassed but moaned loudly as you followed Josh’s advice.

And like he said, Chris’ legs started to shake a bit as his hands dug into the blanket, his knuckles turning white.

Taking the tip in your mouth, you solely focus on Chris, not noticing what your boyfriend was up to.

Slowly taking more and more of his length into your mouth, you grew wet as you hear the pretty sounds Chris let out. The moans and whimpers sounding positively dirty.

A sudden wet feeling against your pussy makes you moan yourself, vibrating against Chris’ cock. The blonde grabbed your hair desperately, holding you still.

Another wet feeling caused your hips to move towards the feeling.

Pulling away from Chris, you look between your legs at Josh who gives you a mischievous grin before diving back in, pressing his nose against your clit and his tongue against your entrance.

Once again you take Chris’ length in your mouth, once again making the blonde cry out in pleasure while you grind against Josh’s face, covering him in your arousal.

It didn’t take long before Chris’ suddenly pulled you away from his cock, breathing heavily and looking down with dark hooded eyes.

“You okay?” you ask, breathless yourself.

“Yeah, just didn’t want to cum yet.”

Before you could respond, Josh roughly pulled you closer to his face, focusing solely on your clit and causing your orgasm to approach quickly.

“Fuck! Josh!” you cry out, trying to move against him but his strong arms held you tightly, making you unable to move.

Chris watched mesmerized as his best friend ate you out. His eyes focusing on your core, watching your wetness drip before his eyes found Josh’s green eyes.

Only a few seconds later did you reach your high, throwing your head back and squeezing Josh’s face with your thighs.

Once your orgasm calmed down, you slowly moved away from Josh’s face, revealing his cocky grin as he licked his lips while staring at you.

Both you and your boyfriend joined Chris on the bed, on either side of him.

Grabbing his face, Josh made the blonde look at him. “You want a taste?” he chuckled, already moving to pull Chris into a kiss.

His friend didn’t wait long, his tongue licking over your boyfriends lips, groaning at the taste. You watched as the two of them made out, Chris only stopping in between to lick your wetness off his friends face.

After a while, Josh pulled away, his gaze meeting yours.

“What do you say bro, want to finally get that dick wet?” Josh chuckled with a serious undertone.

Chris looked over to you, his eyes drifting all over your body before stuttering “You- you don’t have to.”

Gently caressing his cheek, you give him a kiss. “But I want to.”

Getting comfortable in bed was a bit of a hassle, even with how big the bed was.

A good minute was just spent getting fully undressed while sharing kisses with each other.

You ended up laying on your back, Chris hovering over you while Josh kissed him from behind, rolling a condom on Chris’ dick before doing the same for himself.

Chris’ focus was on you, kissing you softly once more before rubbing his cock against your entrance. Meanwhile Josh behind got behind Chris, lube in hand and for once gently kissing the neck of his best friend.

“Are you sure about this?” Chris asked you once again. The only answer you gave is a kiss to the other side of his neck and wrapping your legs around his waist to pull him closer to your core.

Lining himself up with your entrance, the blonde finally pushed inside, just the tip for now but it was enough to make him groan.

Josh decided that was the best moment to push the first lubed up finger inside Chris.

It was clear to see that Chris was struggling with what to do. Move forward into your wet heat or back against the delicious feeling of being filled up.

Keeping only his tip in you, he moaned and whimpered as Josh pushed in another finger, scissoring his hole until he could finally add a third.

Once he could take four of Josh’s fingers, your boyfriend decided it was enough foreplay for his thick cock.

As Josh pushed inside, his hands holding Chris’ hips in a bruising grip, Chris started to breath heavily, nearly shaking as pleas for more left his lips.

One harsh trust was all it took. Josh managed to thrust hard enough to cause Chris to fill you in one go making both of you moan loudly. Your arms dug into Chris’ back as the blonde let out a high moan, his head suddenly falling forward against your neck.

His body shook as whimpers left his throat and a weird feeling spread inside you.

Wrapping your arms around him, you kiss the side of his face before whispering to him “Did you just cum?”

Embarrassed, Chris hid his face in your neck while Josh leaned down to stroke over Chris’ back as well. “Don’t worry, her pussy is magic, makes me cum sooner than I want to every time.” Josh tried to calm his friend, still deep inside him.

But to your surprise, Chris stayed hard inside you making you ask “Do you want to continue?”

Looking at you with his big watery eyes, he nodded before another whimper left him.

The nod was all Josh needed to start moving his hips fast and rough.

His thrusts were hard enough that Chris didn’t even have to move to fuck you.

It was clear that the feeling of both, your tight pussy and Josh’s big dick, was overwhelming for your Chris. Still, you couldn’t help but move your hips against him, fucking yourself on his cock.

You didn’t think it possible but Chris’ moans turned higher and you quickly pulled him down to you and into a kiss to silence him before your other friends hear his sinful sounds.

While Chris’ cock didn’t fill you as much as Josh’s did, he was long enough to hit spots deeper than your boyfriend could.

Both you and Josh fucked into Chris from both sides, the poor guy completely overstimulated from the both of you, tears welling in his eyes as he cried out in pleasure.

All three of you took turns making out with one another, the sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the whole room.

As Josh’s hips moved faster, making Chris whimper more than before, you felt your own orgasm approaching.

The sight before you was enough to send you over the edge, making you clench around Chris, making him cry out once more.

Chris’ full body shook as he once again reached his peak while Josh’s hips moved with desperation, only having the goal to cum and not caring that his rough grip and thrusts moved Chris with him making both Chris and you overstimulated as you get fucked through your orgasms.

When Josh finally let out a deep groan, his hips moving slower before stopping fully, you could finally catch your breath.

Only the sound of heavy breathing was heard before the weight on top of you was lifted and Chris slowly pulled out.

With tired eyes you watch as Chris was moved by Josh, your boyfriend pulling the filled condom off his friend and laid him down next to you before taking care of his own.

As Josh walked over to the bathroom attached to the master bedroom, which was the reason he always fought over the room with his sisters, you turned to sling your leg and arm on Chris, cuddling close to his heated skin. Without thinking, his arms wrapped around you as well.

The both of you just laid in silence, only your breathing making a sound as Josh walked back, wet towels in one hand and a glass of water in the other.

“Sorry I didn’t have a second one.” he said handing the glass in your direction.

Taking a few gulps you handed the half full glass to Chris who downed the rest.

Sitting down behind you, Josh carefully cleaned your sweaty body with one of the towels before leaning over you to do the same favor to his best friend before laying down behind you and cuddling up to you.

A comfortable silence overcame the three of you nearly lulling you to sleep.

To no ones surprise, Josh was the first to say something.

“I guess it’s not always bad when Jess wants to play Spin the Bottle.”

[morlao]

Headcanon

(aka Sebastian constantly annoying Ominis bc he can't stop talking about MC)

Pairing:

Sebastian Sallow x fem!slytherin!reader

•••

It started the very first day.

After Sebastian had talked to you in the Slytherin common room he couldn't stop thinking about that mysterious new girl.

Actually he had planned to read more about a potential antidote for Anne that evening, but he couldn't concentrate anymore.

For hours he was staring at the pages until he finally realized it's no use.

Lost in thought he stormed into his dormotory where Ominis was just getting ready for bed. "How can I befriend the new girl?"

"Is this a serious question? You never worried about making friends before."

"Just answer my question."

Ominis shrugged. "Well, she's new here. You could offer to show her around."

A grin appeared on Sebastian's face. "Sounds like a plan. I'll talk to Professor Weasley about it tomorrow."

•••

Some days later, after he lost your duel in Professor Hecat's class, Sebastian didn't seem pissed at all - which surprised Ominis very much.

Sebastian hated losing, in fact he acted like a little kid about to throw a tantrum.

Ominis had to step in multiple times to save his classmates or the ancient furniture. But you. Sebastian didn't seem angry at all. On the contrary, he seemed to like you even more. He just couldn't shut up about your good technique.

"She's a brilliant duelist. I didn't have a chance. Amazing technique!"

This was the first time Ominis suspected that his friend might have a crush on you.

•••

However, Ominis decided not to talk to him about it - not yet. After all, he wasn't sure if Sebastian himself had noticed it.

Ominis decided to give him a little more time... until Sebastian accompanied you to Hogsmeade and the two of you DEFEATED A TROLL.

He couldn't believe it when Sebastian told him about it during dinner. The way he described you and your fighting skills, so detailed, so excited.

He was so busy with talking that he almost forgot to eat. Some of the other students that were sitting near them giggled as they watched him.

Imelda showed her typical grin. "Sounds like someone is in love", she teased.

Sebastian stared at her as if he had just realized that she might be right. As if it wasn't obvious to him before.

•••

A few days later Sebastian told Ominis about his feelings for you for the first time. He seemed to have fallen fast and hard.

"Ominis, I guess I'm in love with her."

Ominis facepalmed. "Oh, really? What a surprise."

"I've never met someone like her before. You have to meet her! I've got a feeling that she'll bring lots of adventure."

So a few days later, Sebastian introduced you to each other.

•••

From that day on, you were Sebastian's main topic.

Whenever he hung out with Ominis, you were all he talked about.

After you had met Ominis and the two of you became friends, it got a little easier. Since you three were together most of the time, Sebastian couldn't simp about you anymore. What a relief!

Ominis made sure you were always around. You two got along very well and he really liked you.

You shared the same sense of humor, you liked reading and often read to him and you often told him about your life before Hogwarts.

It didn't take long until Sebastian got jealous. "Are you trying to steal her away from me?"

This was the first time in years that Ominis felt anger burning inside him. "Do you really think I would ever do that? Do you really think I'm such a bad friend?"

Immediately Sebastian felt guilty. "I'm sorry, I didn't..."

Ominis nodded. "It's okay and just that you know... she's like a sister to me."

•••

Whenever it was just the two of them and Seb sighed Ominis was just ignoring it.

He was naive enough to ask what was wrong the first time and.... never again. He didn't get one hour of sleep that night.

Unfortunately Seb never took Ominis' silence as an answer. He walked up straight to his bed in the middle of the night, sat down on the edge and sighed again heavily.

Annoyed Ominis turned around and sat up with an extra exaggerated yawn, but of course Seb didn't care.

As soon as he saw that Ominis was awake he started.

Ominis didn't even have to say the annoyed "what?"

"It's just... she's hanging out with Garreth a lot lately and..."

"Yeah because that's what friends do. They hang out together."

"I don't think Garreth wants to be just friends."

They've had this conversation a million times already. Ominis didn't know what to say anymore, it didn't matter anyway, as Sebastian wouldn't listen to his tips. He never did.

"Seb just go to sleep."

"You studied together this afternoon, didn't you? Did she say something about me?"

"Yeah, that you're annoying."

"Come on, tell me what she really said."

"She did say that. Also she thinks that you're stubborn but a good friend."

"Did she sound like she liked me? As more than a friend, you know."

Ominis let out an annoyed growl. "You are aware that I'm trying to sleep?"

"Did she sound like she liked me?"

"FOR MERLIN'S SAKE! Go to sleep, maybe I'll tell you tomorrow. "

•••

To be honest, Ominis was pretty sure that you liked Sebastian.

You had never said anything like that but he had enough of other evidence.

Being blind made you pay attention to the details after all. For example how your way of speaking changed whenever Sebastian came around.

Your voice got a little higher, you talked faster and he was pretty sure he could hear you smiling the whole time.

Damn, he was pretty sure the two of you were looking at each other like lovesick idiots and were still completely oblivious. It was frustrating!

•••

When Sebastian finally found the courage to plan his confession, of course he annoyed Ominis again.

Why the hell did he think Ominis knew everything about girls and how to tell them he's in love?

Ominis didn't have a girlfriend and he also wasn't the girls' number one crush.

Nevertheless Sebastian thought he was the perfect contact person for this. "Ominis, please, I don't know what to say."

"Trust your instincts, you're good with words."

Ominis himself wasn't sure if that's a good tip to give. Yes, Sebastian was charming, but around you he acts either like a total jerk or a player. And from what he knew about you, he could tell for sure that you wouldn't wanna date a player.

"Maybe you should act more like a gentleman around her", he corrected himself.

Sebastian seemed offended. "I am a gentleman. I'm charming."

"You don't seem like a gentlemen, you seem like a flirt. Today you said 》bella ciao《 to her and winked at her."

Sebastian grimaced. "Yeah, but sometimes I do act like a gentleman. I always accompany her to her classes, I carry her books and I give her my notes when she skips classes again."

"Okay, then slip in subtle hints of liking her."

"I saved her from detention when Peeves caught us in the forbidden section of the library. Does she really think I would do that for everyone?"

•••

The following night was again a living nightmare for Ominis.

He had barely fallen asleep when he heard Seb (who had been tossing and turning in his bed the whole time) calling out his name. "Ominis, are you awake?"

"What do you want?" At this point Ominis didn't even try to hide the fact that he was annoyed.

"I'm not sure if I should really confess tomorrow... I mean... what should I say?"

"Trust me... when you're standing in front of her, you'll know."

The truth was, Ominis wasn't sure about this advice, he actually just wanted Seb to shut up and let him sleep.

On top of that, he was pretty sure, you liked Seb, so there was no reason for him to be nervous.

"But Ominis, she's way out of my league. She's incredibly smart and talented. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen and have you seen the way she smiles when she..."

"Okay, enough!" Ominis sat up and sighed heavily, giving up a fight he couldn't win anyway. "Maybe you should imagine you're talking to me. Say it exactly the way you tell me about her."

For a moment Seb was quiet, which Ominis thought to be a good sign.

"Okay, I'll try. But Ominis..."

"SEBASTIAN SALLOW, I SWEAR TO MERLIN, ONE MORE WORD AND I'LL..."

•••

The next day, Seb was waiting for you in the common room.

It was a pretty nice day, so most of the people were outside, only a couple of first years were sitting at a table, giggling and laughing.

"Fuck, I'm nervous...", Sebastian murmured, running a hand through his hair.

"Hey" Ominis smiled "You don't need to be."

"Can I practise before she comes in?"

Ominis grimaced. "Okay, if that's what it takes for you to leave me alone..."

"Yeah, I promise..." Sebastian cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair. "Okay... there is something that I want to tell you. First of all, you're amazing! You're the bravest and most talented person I've ever met. You're the only one who can beat me at a duel. And.... I'm not sure if this will ruin our friendship but I think I'm in love with you."

You rose your eyebrow, an amused smile on your lips. "Wow, I didn't know you could be that romantic."

Sebastian whirled around, his face as red as the Gryffindor's flag. "Y/N! You're... here..."

You can't help but laugh. You've never seen him this embarrassed before. "Yeah, you asked me to come, remember?"

"Hi Y/N", Ominis greeted you with a smile, before stepping back and signalling for Seb to go on.

"So... I... I wanted to tell you something", Seb started, struggeling to find the right words. He didn't expect you to show up so early, catching him completely unprepared.

Your gace darted from Ominis to Seb. Why was he acting so weird. "Does it have something to do with your confession to Ominis?"

Again, Seb's head turned bright red. "Well, actually... that confession was for you."

You looked at him completely startled. It was for you? Everything he said about falling in love and ruining your friendship?

It was your dream come true.

Nevertheless you tried to play it cool, rising an eyebrow and shooting him a grin. "Oh and you confused me with him because we look so alike?"

At first Sebastian looked at you confused, but as he realized you were joking, he became more relaxed. "Yep, you really do. Are you sure you're not twins?"

"Not exactly."

Both of you laughed, then Sebastian stepped closer, softly grabbing your hand. "Okay, I guess I have to make sure to confess to the right person this time... Y/N, I've been in love with you for quite a while now and... I wanted to ask if you want to go on a date with me."

Damn his smile, his charming smile.

"I would love to", you smile back and Sebastian's face lights up like a Christmas tree.

You step closer to him, intertwining your fingers behind his neck while pulling him down towards you.

You can feel a firework exploding in your chest, when your lips finally collide. His kiss is soft and sweet at first but starts to become more passionate pretty fast.

You couldn't believe it. You were really kissing Sebastian Sallow!

Ominis clears his throat and the two of you let go of each other. "I might not be able to see you, but that doesn't mean that I can't hear you snogging."

Both of you blush deeply and giggle. "Sorry, Ominis!"

[blue-jisungs]

okay and then another idea i had 🥹 ryo just adored sakuya and they have like a bunch of matching friendship stuff including these likeSKDSKDJ THEYRE SO CUTE

but what if y/n got jealous that ryo had all this stuff matching with sakuya and not her </3 and so she's determined to make matching bracelets or rings handcrafted for ryo and her :(

soulmatched

# author's note … ugh i love them sm :((( and those trinkets are so adorable why are they so cute :((

# warnings … a bit angsty but comes with fluff n humor (i think) !! it’s only bc yn is jealous and ryo doesn’t realize why… just teenage love tbh, i love capturing those imperfections of young love because in the end, we’re only humans and we always learn<3

you absolutely adored the relationship your boyfriend had with his boyfriend best friend. they were absolutely the cutest, more often than not causing mischief. you were often included too but you and sakuya being the angels, usually ryo got scolded. it’s not like it stopped him from pulling pranks either way.

you often spend time together, all 3 of you. going shopping, watching movies or baking. and you don’t mind, sakuya is absolutely the sweetest.

but lately there was something that started bugging you a bit.

you noticed it once when ryo had a new ring on his finger.

“ooh, fancy! where did you get that from?” you asked, taking his hand and looking at it up close.

he grinned wildly, sparks of excitement twinkling in his ebony eyes.

“saku bought it for us! i got the blue one and he got the pink one! isn’t it just the cutest?” ryo hummed and failed to notice the small frown forming on your face.

“yeah, just adorable” you nodded. it was true, the ring was adorned with small flowers and definitely looked even more cute when put together with the matching one.

but you couldn’t figure out why you felt a momentary pang in your heart.

scrolling through instagram, you saw another bunch of photos posted on nct wish’s official profile. a subconscious smile formed on your lips upon seeing your boyfriend’s cute face. but on the next photos he was hugging sakuya tightly, poking his cheeks… and sakuya poking his…

a small sigh escaped your lips. you’re not jealous, definitely not over his best friend.

what do people say? denial is the first stage of acceptance–

no, you’re not in denial. you’re being reasonable and just…

a ringtone caused you to pull you out from your thoughts. even without looking at the caller id, you knew it was ryo because he had his separate ringtone set.

“hi baby! what’s up?” you asked excitedly. then you realized he called on facetime. upon seeing his face you grinned.

“look, i went shopping with saku and there’s this really cute t-shirt with a cat! do you want it?” he asked and flipped the camera. you nodded, the piece of clothing being adorable indeed.

but something else caught your attention.

“hey, ryobear! what do you think about those? we could put some keyrings and plushies on it too!” sakuya’s voice was muffled by the chatter of other people in the mall but you were able to fish out the nickname he called your boyfriend.

the nickname you came up with, the nickname only you used and… thought ryo liked when only you called him that.

“do you not like it?” ryo’s voice sounded a bit worried. you shook your head and smiled quickly, not realizing a pout formed on your lips.

“no, it’s really cute. don’t buy it tho, i’ll order it myself. just go buy some ice cream with sakuya or something” you mumbled and ryo flipped the camera, now a piece of the younger boy in the frame too.

“hi y/n!” he greeted you enthusiastically.

“hi! and, um, bye. i need to go, i forgot i left the stove on. talk to you later!” words left your mouth like a waterfall and before ryo could reply, you hung up.

the bitter feeling in your heart definitely wasn’t jealousy.

with a grunt and angry step, you walked to the kitchen… even though you knew the stove wasn’t on.

sulking silently, you decided on bargaining. you won’t detach those two but you could make some stuff to match with your boyfriend. which is why, right now, you’re struggling a bit with putting the beads on a string in order to craft cute bracelets.

“hello, hello! anyone home?!” ryo called out suddenly and you frowned, remembering he has the key to your place.

“hi, ryo” you hummed and he located you “oooh, what’s that?”

you sighed and slumped your shoulders upon being caught in act.

“that was supposed to be a surprise but… you spoiled it…” you grunted and your boyfriend sat down next to you.

“matching bracelets?” he thought out loud, grabbing one ”but that’s sakuya and mine thing…”

breath got stuck in your throat and you felt your heart fall apart like a lego building getting knocked over.

“i mean… you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to…” your voice was small, trembling a bit. mix of negative emotions washed over you, mostly sadness.

ryo’s eyes darted over to look at you and he saw your expression. his heart sunk upon seeing your reaction.

“no, i didn’t mean it this way! it’s just… saku makes those for us and–” he started.

“i know. you match everything and post cute pictures and he calls you nicknames… just best friend stuff, i know” a huff left your lips, maybe a bit too aggressive than you intended. ryo blinked slowly, his big eyes clueless.

“you call me nicknames too… and we, look, see, we also have matching stuff! and we take pics as well…” he tilted his head, looking like a lost puppy.

“yeah. you do alllll the stuff with me just like you do with sakuya. does he give you kisses too, hm?” you grunted and crossed your arms, not in the mood to continue the craft.

then it clicked in ryo’s head, all pieces coming together.

you were jealous.

rightfully so...

“no! no, no. that’s only reserved for you” he started, unsure how to approach you without upsetting you further “y/n, do you feel… neglected?”

you looked over at him and the look in your eye revealed the answer for him before your lips did.

“maybe”

“is it because me and sakuya spend a lot of time together and have friendship tok–” he started.

“yes! and he even calls you ryobear! i remember when you whined about riku calling you that!” you shook your head, pouting. maybe it was childish behaviour but you had to take it off your chest.

“i’m sorry… i didn’t know it’ll make you feel that way” ryo mumbled.

“it’s okay, he can have the nickname. i’ll just call you rye then” a small smirk sneaked on your lips, teasing him. his brows furrowed.

“that’s awful! i’ll tell him to come up with another nickname” he smiled upon seeing that you cheered up a bit, the conflict left behind “let’s finish those bracelets, hm? i wanna wear it already”

“i think you’re forgetting something” you grinned and fought a grin that wanted to bloom on your lips.

ryo leaned and pecked your cheeks gently before cupping them. with a serious look painted on his cute face, he sighed.

“i’m really sorry, i promise we’ll do that lovey-dovey cringe couple stuff from now on more often” his ebony eyes twinkled happily and he left a tender, sweet kiss on your lips.

backing off, he rolled his eyes playfully.

“i’ll make such a pretty bracelet everyone will be soooo jealous” he puffed his chest out and started looking through the beads to look for your favorite color.

you rested your head on your shoulder and he pecked your hair.

“mhm, it’ll probably look like a 5-year-old child made it” you teased and before you could realize, his hands snuck to your waist and started tickling your weak spots.

“what did you say?! that’s not true!” he laughed and you couldn’t help to laugh as well, forgetting all the reasons why you were jealous in the first place. after all, ryo was your soulmate and you had to accept the match with him… and his best friend.

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