#I got two more sets of selfies ready to go

[cartoonjessie]

More selfies of (actual 16-year-old) Vladislav the Poker (What we do in the shadows - 2014 - dir. by Jemaine Clement and Taika Waititi)

[hotshotsxyz]

doctor, doctor, give me the news

(buddie) (1.4k words) (8x05 spec) y'all i think i kind of went off with this one

Tommy flinches. It’s a quick, blink-and-you’ll-miss-it thing that he quickly turns into a playful cringe, but for a second, it was real. It was real and Buck saw it and he doesn’t know how to unsee it.

He pulls his phone out and opens the camera so he can see it for himself, and okay, yeah, it’s not great. But also—they’re both firefighters. Buck’s seen way worse than swollen, red skin, and he’s sure Tommy has too.

“Afraid of the curse now?” he asks lightly instead of voicing the thought.

“Um, yeah, I think you’ve convinced me,” Tommy replies.

Buck squints at his own image. “What do you think it is?”

“Other than a curse?” Tommy asks.

Buck nods.

“Honestly, Evan, I have no idea. Maybe we should call in some back-up.”

“What?” Buck asks, brow furrowing. “Like some kind of curse breaker?”

Tommy snorts. “Like someone with a little more medical training,” he replies.

“Oh, yeah that—that’s probably a good idea,” Buck says. He feels himself flush even redder.

“You want me to call Hen? Or Chimney, maybe?” Tommy asks.

Buck shakes his head. “They’re taking the kids to a haunted hayride today. I’ll text Eddie.”

Tommy’s nose wrinkles a little, and Buck can’t help but wonder which part of what he just said Tommy didn’t like. He types out a quick message.

SOS. curse real. need paramedic diaz asap

Eddie’s reply is almost instantaneous and comes in three short messages.

not a paramedic

and curses aren’t real

I’m on my way

Buck looks up from his phone. “He’ll be here soon,” he says.

“That was fast,” Tommy observes.

Buck shrugs. For a second he considers sending Eddie a selfie, something to prepare him for the not-so-pleasant sight of his face, but he—

He kind of wants to see if Eddie flinches, too.

Eddie’s key turns in the lock and Tommy shoots Buck an odd look. He’d try to parse it, but he’s really starting to feel how much his face hurts and he kind of just wants Eddie to hurry up and fix it. He stands and walks past the stairs in time to see him shut the door.

“Ouch,” Eddie hisses as soon as he catches sight of whatever it is his face is doing now. It’s not a flinch. If anything, he sways forward like he might at a scene. Assessing. Ready to jump in as soon as he’s formed a plan.

“Yeah,” Buck says. “Told you I’m cursed.”

Eddie lets out a light laugh. “Mm, I think I’m supposed to be the one making the diagnosis here,” he says.

He ushers Buck to the kitchen table, sets his med kit down, and pulls out a chair for him.

“Gee,” Buck says, “A guy could get used to this kind of medical care.”

Eddie grins. “Doctor Diaz, at your service,” he says, holding out a hand for Buck to shake.

Buck huffs a soft laugh and takes it. “I’ll be a good patient, I promise,” he says.

“Don’t start lying to me now,” Eddie replies, eyes twinkling.

Across the table, Tommy chokes.

Buck drops Eddie’s hand and looks over at him. “You okay?” he asks.

“Mm,” Tommy hums. “Just uh—got some spit down the wrong pipe.”

Buck frowns but doesn’t push it any further. He looks back at Eddie and finds him rummaging through his kit with a pen light between his teeth. He makes a triumphant noise and turns to Buck.

“Alright, let’s see,” Eddie says softly.

He steps into the space between Buck’s legs, and Buck’s brain kind of just—freezes.

“Look up for me?” Eddie prompts, and when Buck doesn’t—can’t—immediately comply, Eddie presses two fingers beneath his chin and guides it up until suddenly the only thing Buck can see are Eddie’s eyes. “Thought you we’re going to be a good patient,” Eddie murmurs.

All at once, Buck’s brain unfreezes, skipping right past calm and into hyperdrive. Because—because—he’s looking at Eddie and Eddie’s thumb is skating across the skin that’s just beneath the worst of the swelling  and Buck can feel it and surely Eddie’s touched his face before except—except—no, Buck’s pretty sure he hasn’t but now that he has Buck’s never going to be able to forget the way it feels because he knows it should hurt, it should, but it doesn’t and he kind of never wants Eddie to stop touching him and that’s—that’s—

“—hurt?” Eddie asks, only Buck misses 90% of the question so instead of answering he hums vaguely and watches Eddie’s face twist in sympathy.

Eddie starts dabbing something on Buck’s face, hydrocortisone maybe, or triple anti-biotic—whatever it is it feels cool and nice and as Eddie concentrates on his task he bites down on his lip and suddenly Buck can’t look at anything else, can’t look at the furrow in Eddie’s brow can’t look at the ceiling can’t—

“You think he’ll live?” Tommy asks dryly.

Buck feels like he’s been doused with cold water.

Eddie’s lips, those lips that he still can’t bring himself to look away from, twitch into a small smile. “Depends,” he says. “Has anyone figured out how to break the curse?”

It punches a laugh out of Buck’s chest, the kind that comes out in a single syllable and with a rush of air. Eddie takes a step back and finally Buck feels like his brain is returning from the stratosphere, back to its baseline level of chaos.

“So—” Buck tries, but it comes out rough. He clears his throat. “What’s uh—what’s the diagnosis.”

Eddie frowns. “Honestly? It kind of looks like spider bites.”

Tommy’s chair clatters back, and when Buck looks over he’s suddenly standing.

“Babe?” Buck asks, but it feels gummy and unfamiliar in his mouth.

“I, um—not a fan of spiders,” he squeaks.

Eddie blows out a soft breath that Buck’s pretty sure only he could recognize as laughter.

“You don’t have to stick around,” Buck says, and he swears he means stick around the loft, but—but—“I’m okay, I’ve got the second best doctor in Los Angeles looking after me.”

“Second!” Eddie exclaims, mock affronted.

“Hen,” Buck replies with a shrug.

Eddie heaves a dramatic sigh. “You’re not wrong.”

Tommy looks between them, a deep furrow in his brow. “Yeah,” he says. “I’ll uh—I’ll head out.” He backs toward the door, then pauses as he gets a hand on the knob. “See you tomorrow?” he directs at Buck.

“’Course,” Buck replies, and he’s pretty sure if Tommy had asked him that this morning his reply would’ve sounded soft and sweet to his own ear, but now Buck doesn’t hear much of anything at all.

Tommy nods once, and then he’s gone.

Buck looks back at Eddie, and god, he tries. He tries so hard not to notice the long line of Eddie’s legs where he’s leaning against the table, not quite sitting on it. He tries not to think about that soft curl, the one that makes an appearance more often than not these days, the one that rests against his forehead. He wants—he doesn’t—Eddie’s not—

Buck stands abruptly, except Eddie never did take more than a step back and now they’re practically nose to nose and Buck isn’t sure if he’s still breathing. Eddie’s head tips to the side and Buck—there’s not a thing he can do to stop the freight train that is his imagination, and oh, he can see it. He can feel it.

All at once he’s sure that if Eddie Diaz were to lean in and kiss him—right now, or a year from now, or a decade—if Eddie kissed him, Buck would be ruined in every sense of the word. He’d never be able to kiss another person without seeing Eddie, feeling Eddie, tasting Eddie and—

He wouldn’t want to.

Buck takes a stumbling step back and knocks into his chair, making it clatter the same way Tommy’s had. And fuck, for a second he didn’t even—

“Buck?” Eddie asks, all concern and kindness and wide brown eyes.

“Fine!” Buck says. “I’m fine. You—you, uh—do you want—” Me? Us? Something terrifying and perfect and permanent and “—water?”

Eddie’s brows knit together. “Sure,” he says. “But sit back down. Let me get it.”

“Okay,” Buck breathes. He sinks into his chair.

Eddie grabs two glasses out of his cabinet without even pausing to think and fills them with the Brita he already knew was in Buck’s fridge and snags a coaster that he bought before placing one of the glasses in front of Buck.

“Seriously,” he says, settling into the chair closest to him and leaning forward, “are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Buck says, and he’s honest to god not even sure if he’s lying.

[jessiexflem]

– secret's out | jessie fleming x reader

content: fluff, Kelli Hubly's post-pilates Instagram story

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Black? Navy? What about brown? No, black, for sure. Your eyes flick back and forth between the workout sets in front of you. The black set was the most comfortable, although it was a little boring. You were loving the brown set you bought, but any core work caused the waistband on your leggings to scrunch down your stomach. Your navy leggings were a bit snug, but you haven’t worn them in–

“Y/N, hurry up! We’re going to be late!” Kelli shouts through your door. Black, it is, you decide. You quickly get dressed, knowing your best friend wasn’t afraid to barge into your room even if you were only half-ready.

“We literally get to every class thirty minutes before it starts,” you counter, throwing your hair into a ponytail as you walk into the living room. Kelli had started taking you and some of the other Thorns to her pilates classes, and she insisted on getting to the studio way too early. Something about having the best reformer to pick, or whatever. 

Kelli, ignoring your remark, nods at your sports bra, “It’s chilly outside.”

Not wanting to get nagged for taking any longer to get out of the door, you grab the first sweatshirt you see and slip it on, a grey crewneck sitting on the armrest of your couch. Adequately dressed, you follow Kelli outside to her car. “Is Jessie coming?” she asks as she pulls out of your driveway.

You smile at the mention of your girlfriend, but shake your head. “She has a meeting with her publicist this morning.”

“Stop, your little smile,” Kelli gushes, “You’re so cute. You’re welcome, by the way.” 

A few years older, Kelli took you in as her pseudo-little sister when you got drafted to Portland in 2021. She was your first friend on the team, having been partnered with you for warm-up drills that preseason. Jessie had been assigned as Kelli’s away trip roommate this year, and after learning about your growing crush on your new teammate, she made it her mission to set the two of you up. 

“You’re never going to let go of the whole wingwoman thing, are you?” you groan, despite being grateful for your friend’s help. Initially, you had been so nervous around Jessie that you could barely form proper sentences around her. Early conversations were followed by plenty of ranting and face-palming to Kelli and Sam. After some motivation from the two, and Kelli planting a couple seeds in Jessie’s head, you mustered up the courage to ask her out. Well, it went more like you telling her “I want to go on a date with you,” then immediately walking away without actually asking the question. Luckily, Jessie found your lack of game and inability to flirt endearing rather than embarrassing, and you’ve been dating since June, about six months now. 

“You’ll be thanking me at your wedding,” Kelli teases.

The forty-five minute class went by fairly quickly, focusing mostly on arms and core work. It was a decently challenging class, and you could already feel your abdominal muscles getting sore. Kelli waves you over to the mirrored wall as you put your sweatshirt and shoes back on. “Picture time, Y/N/N!”

You slide yourself in front of Morgan, in between Sam and Mallie, posing for Kelli’s post-class mirror selfie. It’s become a tradition of sorts, especially now that you’ve gotten a pretty consistent group going together. “We’re so cute!” Kelli beams, uploading the picture to her Instagram story.

Jessie had gotten out of her meeting early, so she headed to your apartment, pulling into your parking lot as you were stepping out of the car. “Hi, darling,” she greets, planting a quick kiss on your temple, “Hey, Kelli.”

“Cute sweatshirt,” Jessie grins, pointing at where the Canada Soccer crest laid on the right side of your chest.

Kelli’s eyes follow her finger and go wide. “Oh my god!”

“What? What’s up?” your girlfriend knits her eyebrows in confusion, “You okay?”

“My story!” Kelli gasps, realization hitting you at the same time.

You frantically unlock your phone to pull up Instagram. Tapping on Kelli’s story, Jessie looks over your shoulder. Front and center was you, an American, a USWNT player, wearing a Canada Soccer sweatshirt. A Canada Soccer sweatshirt that belonged to the now only Canadian on the Thorns, your very private girlfriend. 

“Oh my god, I am SO sorry, I’ll delete it!” Kelli says, her fingers flying across her screen. 

“Fuck, I wasn’t even thinking,” you turn toward Jessie, scared of how she’d react. You had agreed to keep your relationship off of social media for now, wanting to keep to yourselves. “I’m sorry, Jess.”

“Why are you sorry?” Jessie frowns, looking at you, her eyes soft.

“I should’ve thought about what I was wearing before we took the picture,” you shake your head and stare down at your feet, “I’m so dumb, we’ve talked about keeping us private, and I messed up.”

“Hey, hey,” Jessie lifts your chin up with her finger, “You aren’t dumb, sweetheart. We were bound to slip up eventually, but I promise it’s not a big deal.”

“You’re not mad?” you gnaw on the inside of your cheek. 

“Of course I’m not mad,” your girlfriend pulls you into a hug, kissing the top of your head, “I’m not mad at you, either, Kel.”

Kelli smiles meekly at the two of you, “I took my story down, but I fear everyone’s already seen it.” She holds her phone out toward you, her message requests filled with fans who had replied to her story. 

Y/N’s sweatshirt???

Are Y/N and Jessie dating?!

Is that Jessie’s sweatshirt?

Okay, traitor, I see you, Y/L/N.

Newest CanXNT call-up, Y/N Y/L/N?

“I think you’re about to break Instagram, or at least my DMs” Kelli chuckles. 

After a laugh and some catching up between Kelli and Jessie, you and your girlfriend head back into your apartment. Checking your phone, you see that your notifications are blowing up. Multiple notifications are flooding your most recent post, a photo dump from Christmas. Jessie comes up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist and placing her chin on your shoulder.

“This person wants to know which one of our families we spent Christmas with,” you giggle.

“Well, are you going to answer?” Jessie jokes, a goofy grin on her face.

“I’m sorry, again, Jess,” you sigh, “I know we wanted to stay more private, but we weren’t able to do things on our own terms because of me.”

“Baby,” your girlfriend places a kiss on your cheek, “I promise you have nothing to be sorry for. Secret’s out, but so be it. If anything, this gives me an excuse to post the film of you that I’ve been wanting to share.”

“Making it onto an Instagram post? Big moves, Fleming,” you tease, “What’s next, a ring?”

“Don’t tempt me, love,” Jessie’s arms tighten around you as she peppers your face with kisses, “I love you.”

“I love you, too. Now, show me these photos you’re posting.”

[imaginesig]

Nepo Baby

Xolo Maridueña x Macchio!Reader

Ralph Macchio x Daughter!Reader

SMAU

I wanted to do a fic with dad Ralph Macchio, but I figured that alone wouldn't be interesting so I added Xolo as a romantic interest. Lowkey starts kinda crappy but gets better as the story evolves

I also kept his real kids out of this because I didn't feel comfortable including them

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yn_macchio: I ❤️ Nepotism

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Ralph_macchio you need to at least get a matching bandana if you're gonna post Karate Kid

yn_macchio set me up then

Ralph_macchio next time you come home it'll be waiting

user7 I love their relationship so much

user1 OMG A NEW SCRIPT!!

user2 Y/N ARE YOU JOINING COBRA KAI

user7 OMG PLEASE

user3 Daniel LaRusso mentioned‼️

user5 ugh hes so fine

misssmarymouser my fav nepo baby!!

yn_macchio 😘😘

user6 first using her dad for jobs and now likes 🙄

William_zabka Johnnys better

yn_macchio you're so right

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yn_macchio: bring your daughter to work day!!

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william_zabka wonderful to have your energy on set today!

ralph_macchio she’s got the correct headband now everyone!!

Peytonlist when she makes dealing with those two idiotic bearable>>>

thejacobbertrand I’ll remember this

xolo_mariduena I’m hurt😔

yn_macchio I love you so much 🫶🫶 @/peytonlist

peytonlist 😘😘

thejacobbertrand NOW IM DEFINITELY REMEMBERING THIS

missmarymouser I GOT BEAT ON THE POST BY XOLO?? AND JACOB?? What happened to that cute selfie we took Y/n 😭

yn_macchio don’t worry it’ll be on a more ~aesthetic~ post

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xolo_mariduena: that’s a wrap #cobrakaiseason5

Tagged: I’m not typing them all out

user1 IM SO EXCITED

user2 do we think Y/n is in this one??

user3 she did seem to allude to it recently

User4 I have some doubts because they’ve started posting each other more but Xolo didn’t include her here

User5 maybe it’s meant to be a secret and if he posted her the speculation would be confirmed

Netflix counting down the days now…

cobrakaiseries we are SO ready 👊👊

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ralph_macchio: Happy premier to “Cobra Kai” season 5! Thank you to the worlds best daughter for being my red carpet date, with absolutely no alterer motives

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yn_macchio brb crying on my flight back home, the baby pic has me emotional 😭

yn_macchio absolutely no other reason to attend a red carpet event with my super cool, super fun dad

ralph_macchio I’m watching you

user2 y/n what are you up to??

william_zabka it felt like yesterday I was being shown baby pics of you

Ralph_macchio and now we’re dropping her off to fly across the country

user1 “alterer motives” Ralph what are you on abt????

user3 y/n is plotting

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xolo_mariduena: “Cobra Kai” season 5 📸

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Missmarymouser: it wasn’t even 3d where did those glasses come from 😭

yn_macchio shhhhhh🤫

xolo_mariduena don’t worry abt it

user1 anyone else think it’s weird the only other person he posted was Y/n

User2 right like girlie isn’t even in the cast😭

user3 do yall think something’s going on between them??

user4 OMG do you guys think this is what her dad was on abt on his post???

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Yn_macchio the gig is up! What an experience working on my new show, “Callous, Retro, Wild,” has been! The trailer is out now! 🤠

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user1 OMG

user3 IM IN LOVE WITH THE OLD WESTERN MOVIE VIBE

user4 and the pink overlay too!!

Xolo_mariduena damn girl 🫣🍑

yn_macchio the jeans do wonders

Ralph_macchio I’ll have Miguel written out right now I swear

tannerbuchananoffical THE EMOJIS WERE FOUL DUDE

user5 BAHAHAHA

Peytonlist I CANT WAIT

Missmarymouser this is so badass 👊👊

yn_macchio what an honor coming from you👏👏

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cobrakaiseries: and with that, the season 5 promo tour is over😭

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user1 I’m so sad����😭

user2 I’m going to miss all the content

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xolo_mariduena: little tour of the concrete jungle

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yn_macchio WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OF

xolo_mariduena THERES NOTHING YOU CANT DO

User1 🤨🤨

thejacobbertrand Xolo can pull??

tannerbuchananoffical alert the public 🚨🚨

xolo_mariduena stfu both of you

missmarymouser WHO IS SHE

xolo_mariduena Idk 🤭

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Yn_macchio: She’s nominated for her first Golden Globe 🤩 I’m so honored to be nominated for “Best Actress in a Television Series- Drama” and a huge congrats to the entire team of Cobra Kai for their nomination for “Best Television Series- Drama”

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Cobrakaiseries Thank you and congrats to little Macchio 🥋🙌

yn_macchio 💋💋

Peytonlist PLEASE THE LAST PHOTO💀

yn_macchio listen if you don’t manically laugh in public upon being informed of your nomination did you even get nominated 🤔

Missmarymouser time for Cobra Kai and Callous, Retro, Wild to tear👏the👏Golden👏Globes👏up👏

yn_macchio we’re gonna eat it up

xolo_mariduena ahhh congrats 🫶🫶

yn_macchio thank youuuuu💋

tannerbuchananoffical 👀

thejacobbertran 👀

Peytonlist 👀

Missmarymouser 👀

gianni_decenzo 👀

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xolo_mariduena: Just a couple of golden globe winners

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Ralph_macchio the secrets out! Finally!! I can talk about you guys

yn_macchio ❤️❤️

Missmarymouser I had my suspicions but I’m still shocked

thejacobbertrand OH OH OH

tannerbuchananoffical ok brother

user1 THAT TWITTER PERSON WAS RIGHT

user2 OMG OMG OMG

user3 STOPPP

user4 what in the wattled has occurred today

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yn_macchio: I MET RYAN GOSLING (and won a golden globe (I would like to thank the academy (oh and my mans here too)))

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user1 LMAO Y/N REALLY RUINED THE POST AESTHETIC JUST TO INCLUDE HER SELFIE WITH RYAN

user2 she’s so real for that

xolo_mariduena you’re telling me I snuck around for months, kept my big mouth shut, perfectly crafted a soft launch post, AND made what I’d argue was a pretty nice caption all for Ken to come along and take my spotlight

yn_macchio whoops🫣

xolo_mariduena WHOOPS??

thejacobbertrand how dare you put my boy last

yn_macchio 😐

peytonlist y/n you didn’t go to the academy

yn_macchio I know but people always say it so 🤷🏼‍♀️

ralph_macchio so you’re priorities are 1) Ryan Gosling 2) winning an award 3) thanking a school you didn’t attend for said award 4) your boyfriend

Yn_macchio yes.

ralph_macchio you know what? I like that order

Xolo_mariduena and here I thought you liked me Ralph

william_zabka the Macchios are no man’s peace

user3 this is the most chaotic Y/n thing ever 😭

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Ralph_macchio: I wanna brag on this awesome girl for a second. She has official won her first “big girl” award ever and boy did she deserve it! Watching you star in “Callous, Retro, Wild” was such a tear jerking experience. I remember when you were a toddler running around and pretending to be Daniel LaRusso (we definitely showed you Karate Kid way too young) and now you’re originating a role with such depth I can’t help but cry. I’m so proud of all the hard work you’ve put in, and I’m proud of your ability to pick a boyfriend. He may be an idiot but he’s a good one. I love you to the moon and back ❤️❤️

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yn_macchio aww dad you’re making me cry! I love you so much ❤️❤️

yn_macchio also don’t think that jab went unnoticed

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[heehoonieluvs]

Work up a sweat

Sunghoon x reader

Smut

The way that the members are depicted in this story has nothing to do with how they really are or how I feel they are. It is all solely for the storyline so please bear that in mind 🫶

Summary: Your friends got a free tryout with a personal trainer at the gym that they just started at. The handsome PT was VERY hands on with his work and let’s just say, he could make your legs shake from more than just exercising

Warnings: MDNI, Y/N’s friends are low-key pick me’s 🙃, cursing, french kissing, exhibition?, dry humping, oral (f & m receiving), 69, unprotected sex, ass play (f receiving), squirting, use of pet names, just straight up porn (please do let me know if I need to add more warnings 🤍)

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You don’t know what came over you when you agreed to join your friends Amy and Lily for a free tryout with a personal trainer. There was a moment before you all got ready to leave where you considered dropping out, but it would’ve be almost impossible to considering that your friends had been pestering you about doing it for weeks. And also, you didn’t have to pay for this one time session so what’s the harm?

At the moment, you were all waiting for your PT to show up so Amy suggested to warm up on the treadmill for a few minutes. The two of them were busy checking their reflections and taking selfies but you weren’t interested being a part of that. Amy and Lily were the type to use the gym as an opportunity to attract their gym crush of the day. You didn’t blame them though, they were gorgeous (you are too ofc) but it did mean that they kind of use you as leverage to flirt with guys.

Since you were a lot more shy and insecure compared to them, it was easy for them take advantage so you were guessing that they brought you along to feel better about themselves.

“Hey ladies, are you here for a private session?”

The 3 of you turned around and saw quite literally a wet dream in a human form. He wore a white tank top that showed off defined muscles and his black joggers made you all wonder how much he was packing underneath. His gorgeous smile supported with his dimple made you thank the heavens that you decided to join your friends.

“I’m Sunghoon and I’ll be your PT for today”

The three of you gave your names and he shook your hands. However you couldn’t help but notice that when he got to you, he held your hand for a bit longer and sent you a wink. Oh this session is going to be fun.

As you all followed him to the private gym on the second floor, your friends couldn’t help themselves and whispered about how hot he was and what they wanted to do with him. You never would’ve admitted it out loud but you most definitely agreed with what they had to say.

You entered the room and Sunghoon went to the corner to set up the speakers and blasted some upbeat music

“So Sunghoon, are you single?” Lily asked

Sunghoon just smiled and replied “Yes”

And obviously Amy had to pry further “Are you seeing anyone or looking for a partner?”

“No I’m not seeing or looking for anyone. Ok so let’s start with a few stretches” you were so glad he diverted the conversation. You’d rather the ground swallow you whole than listen to you friends’ unbearable flirting.

The 3 of you followed his directions behind him and reached down towards the floor. And when you thought it wasn’t over, your friends started again

“Hey Sunghoon. Could you help me stretch a bit more? I need a bit of a push” the two of them snickered and Lily added

“Me too. I love a good stretch and need you to stretch me more”

You thought to yourself “Omg have I just landed myself in some cringey storyline at the start of a porno???”

Sunghoon, being the professional that he was, turned around and just slightly pushed down on their backs before returning to his previous position in front of you.

Lily then looked in your direction. You weren’t the most flexible person so it was a bit difficult for you to keep your hands planted on the floor

“What is that Y/N? You’re not very flexible are you? You should stretch more” she laughed

If that wasn’t embarrassing enough, Amy had to add on “Sunghoon you should’ve seen her when we tried yoga. It was like watching a grandma haha. Lily and I go often though, we can show you after if you’d like”

Well didn’t you just feel on top of the world right now. You felt like a tomato and it was not because of the stretching

“Please refrain from talking about anything outside of this session. I am just doing my job as your trainer and I would appreciate if we could keep things professional thank you.” You could sense from his response that you weren’t the only one getting annoyed by your friends thank god.

“Ok so we’re going to reach down again but push further and hold it there. To make things easier, close your eyes and it will help you level your breathing”

Both Amy and Lily bent down to stretch but you took a moment to shake off your legs when you saw Sunghoon turn around and walk towards you. He came behind and placed his hands on your waist.

“Let me help you stretch a bit further pretty” he whispered in your ear and lightly rubbed your waist.

You felt the hairs on your neck prick up from his breath fanning again your neck. He then pushed your shoulders down and dragged them down your spine the further down you bent. As he pushed down on your lower back, you felt him slightly grind onto your heat.

It seemed like the other two didn’t notice anything since they weren’t making any noise. You never felt so alert but you could help it when you pushed back onto his crotch. The two of you carried on slightly grinding on each other for the entire stretch until till he brought his hand back to you waist and left to go back to his mat.

“Now we’re all stretched and can get onto the workout”

Damn it already felt like you had a whole work out with how heavy you were breathing. Obviously, Amy had to point out

“Damn Y/N how are you already out of breath. I don’t know how you’re gonna survive whatever Sunghoon’s gonna make you do”

You didn’t say anything back but you saw in the mirror in front a slight smirk on Sunghoon’s face. Oh if only you knew Amy

Throughout the whole session, it seemed like Sunghoon couldn’t keep his hands off you. If anyone was to walk in, they would’ve thought it was just the two of you working out together. Because he made the 3 of you do a circuit, the other two weren’t able to pay attention to Sunghoon feeling you up for each exercise. You didn’t know how much more you could take before you’d say fuck it (quite literally) and just jump his bones. Even if your friends were present.

To your relief, Sunghoon announced that the workout session was over and it was time to cool down. You thought that this would be your time to actually relax your muscles and focus on getting your heartbeat steady again. But instead it started to speed up again when Sunghoon spoke up again

“So the next stretch, you’re going to spread your legs apart and reach forward to put you hands and forehead on the floor”

He got up and added “I don’t want you to injure yourself so I’ll help you with this one”

Oh god

Once again your friend proceeded to stretch and Sunghoon made himself comfortable behind you again and mumbled so quietly that you could barely hear him

“Don’t make any noise princess”

He used his left arm to pull you back and hold you against his chest while his other hand dragged down your front and cupped your heat. You almost let out a gasp but quickly bit your lip to stop yourself. He carried on rubbing his middle finger up and down between your legs and when he dragged it to your clit, he brought his middle three fingers to put pressure onto it and rub circles before repeating the process again.

The view in the mirror in front of the both of you was so dirty yet so arousing. The thought that there was a chance that one of your friends could just look up and witness your act made you feel a bubble of excitement in your stomach

Sunghoon remembered that the two of you still had some company to he quickly ordered “Now keep your heads down and reach over to stretch on your left side”

It was getting more difficult for you to not moan out loud so you moved your head back to lean on his left shoulder and lightly panted into his ear. He turned towards you and leaned in for a kiss. It was so wet and sloppy and made you gush even more. If it wasn’t for the loud music playing, you were sure that your friends would’ve picked up on the lip smacking as you carried on swapping saliva. With a wet smack he pulled away from you lips.

“Ok remember to keep your heads down and now stretch on your right side”

When he went back in, the both of you stuck your tongues out and he started sucking you tongue in and out of his mouth. You needed to feel more so you bent your knees and planted your feet on the ground to start grinding into him palm even more as you both wiggled your tongues together. You felt the heat build up in your stomach and whispered to him

“I think I’m gonna cum”

He pressed your foreheads together and said with a smirk “Not yet baby”

You nearly let out a whine and he reluctantly removed himself from you

“Now slowly lift yourselves back up and slowly stand up”

Although you weren’t the one who had been stretching, you got up with a slight wobble from the uncomfortable feeling of wetness in your panties along with your denied orgasm. The other two didn’t question anything since it had been a hard workout.

Sunghoon clapped his hands together “That’s it for the session! Thank you for your hard work” and bowed

You and your friends thanked him back and went to gather your belongings.

“Wait Y/N, I know you struggle a bit more with your flexibility. Would you be able to stay back for a bit so I can help you out? I would feel terrible if you didn’t feel properly stretched after a workout and you don’t want to pull anything” Sunghoon said to you with a smile. And who were you to turn down such an opportunity

“Oh ok! You guys don’t have to wait up for me if you want to go home and shower?” You really hoped they would leave and not question anything since it was quite sudden. Fortunately they agreed and left, leaving you alone with the hot trainer that hadn’t taking his eyes off your ass.

Once the doors closed he grabbed you by the waist to spin you around and immediately attacked your lips with his in a wet kiss. Both of you tongues fought till he stuck his tongue all the way out into your mouth. He licked all around the inside your mouth and slightly moved back to suck your tongue all the way into his. His hands snaked down to grab a handful of your ass and you finally let out a moan. He took the opportunity to slot his thigh between yours and moved you back an forth over his solid muscles. All of a sudden he stopped everything and panted out

“Ok baby, let’s stretch you. Be a good doll and lie on your back for me” he slapped your ass and went over to lock the doors

When he returned to you, he kneeled at your head and moved you so that your head was on his crotch and you could feel his hard dick “Such a good girl. You take orders well don’t you sweet thing”

You were breathing so hard with anticipation that your squeaked out a small “yes”

He then started to rub his arms down your body, starting from you shoulders, slowly rubbing small circles over your clothed breasts and moving them down to your thighs. He took his time rubbing the creases where your thighs met your crotch and smoothed over the outside of your pussy.

Your breathing was slightly shaky and he could see from the way your chest moved rapidly so he chuckled “Are you nervous baby? You don’t need to be nervous. Daddy will take great care of you. Just take deep breaths for me princess”

As you deeply inhaled, you felt his hands grab the sides of your thighs and pulled your legs up towards your chest. You carried on focusing on your breathing as he stretched your legs so that you were bent in half and he slightly leaned forward to place your feet on his broad shoulders

“God baby what a beautiful sight. Look how much you can stretch pretty. Maybe you were faking it when we were warming up huh?” He teased

When he looked in the mirror, all he could think of was how he could easily he could shove his hard dick down your throat. If he wasn’t already rock hard, he most definitely was now

He then let out a growl and slowly bent down towards your centre “Fuck babygirl, with the way you’re stretching, you make it so easy for me to just… eat… you… up”

Without any warning, you felt his hot tongue run from your clit and all the way down the seam of your leggings and he shook his head side to side, addicted to the smell of your arousal. You could feel him take a deep intake through his nose where your clit was and he carried on licking your clothed core. But he wanted more, so he lifted your hips back off the floor and pulled the back of your leggings and panties all the way past your ass. He was too needy to pull your leggings and underwear off your legs so he bunched them at your knees and used his upper arms to press the back of your thighs down till you were bent in half.

Your head had moved so it was on the mat and his hard dick was almost pressed against your face. You could feel his breath against your exposed pussy as he brought his fingers to spread your glistening lips.

“I’m telling you, this has got to be the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen baby. You’re so creamy and look so tasty”

He took another whiff before saying “Ah daddy’s gonna drink up your juices so well princess”

And with that he dove in tongue first to lap up at your entrance. He tongue fucked your pussy and sucked at your clit harshly. God he thought at this moment that your pussy would be his new addiction and he need to taste it everyday for the rest of his life.

The music playing from the speakers did absolutely nothing to cover the pornographic sounds that came out of your mouth. Even with Sunghoon eating your pussy so deliciously while holding you down so you can’t escape, the sight of his dick on top of you was absolutely mouth watering. You brought your hand up to his hard cock and gave it a squeeze before moving you hand up and down.

Finally, Sunghoon detached himself from your pussy to let out the most delicious moan you’ve ever heard and started to grind into your hand. His moans alone would’ve probably made you cum right there.

“Oh yeah that’s right baby squeeze daddy’s cock. You wanna suck on it too? Lick it like a lollipop my gorgeous girl”

He reached down to his joggers and pulled them down just enough to release his dick. It sprung out and slapped your cheek before resting by your face.

“Suck daddy’s dick princess while daddy eats up your creamy pussy” he growled before eating you out again

You lifted your head off the ground to take his hard, warm dick into your mouth and sucked as hard as you could. The suction made him moan so loud that the vibrations felt more intense than any vibrator you had ever used. You almost wanted to scream from how good his tongue felt. You both carried on making each other feel the most pleasure either of you had ever felt. And the vibrations from your moans only intensified that pleasure.

You were so concentrated on making him feel good that it took you a moment to realise that Sunghoon started to bend your legs further back. Without any warning, his tongue flickered across your clit a few times before it ran all the way down to your asshole. It was the first time anyone had touched your other entrance and it felt so good.

“Oh fuck daddy please do that again. That feels so good” you moaned out and took his cock back into your hot mouth.

“You like it? Such a greedy baby. But daddy will give you whatever you want” he said smugly

He used your ass as leverage to pull you back and forth. His flattened tongue stroked up and down your crotch from your puffy clit to your winking rim.

“Oh shit baby I can’t get enough with your taste. This is the most delicious pussy and ass and it’s all MINE”

The slurping and moaning was so hot and the both of you could feel your orgasms building up. Sunghoon started to rut into your throat and groaned into your pussy. He so desperately wanted to moan out load and let you know how well you were sucking him off, but he wanted you to come as well so he started to suck and vibrate his moan onto your clit.

If it wasn’t for him grinding on your face, you would’ve screamed from the overwhelming pleasure. You needed to cum right now or you’d explode. So you brought your hands to the back of his head and pressed him further into your pussy. He loved the feeling of you using his face to get off that he started to thrust in your face even more. At this point you didn’t care if it was desperate, you just needed to cum, so as you pressed his face in your centre, you started humping vigorously into his mouth. The both of you were getting closer and closer. You wouldn’t stop humping each other’s faces and it was so hot.

All of a sudden, Sunghoon’s thighs started shaking and you sucked so hard as his cum spurted into your throat. It turned you on so much how YOU make his legs shake and how YOU got him to release the most beautiful moans.

He carried on twitching but he still needed to make you cum. He was craving for it. So he returned his mouth back onto your clit and created a vacuum whilst moaning from his own pleasure

“Yes. Yes. Cream in my mouth princess. Daddy wants to squirt all over his face. Drown me in your juices omg. Use daddy’s face. Hump me baby hump me”

So you carried on grinding on his face and quickened your hips when you felt an overwhelming amount of pleasure wash over you.

You screamed so loud as you squirted hard into Sunghoon’s mouth. He was completely obsessed with your taste and drank up everything you had to offer. He held your shaking leg back from closing as he slurped at your entrance.

You laughed and tried to push him away from your overstimulated pussy

“Sunghoon I’m sensitive”

“Uh uh let me drink you up baby. I’m not done cleaning you” you felt him smiling against you

At last, he slowly lowered you legs and moved so he could hover over you and kiss you.

“You did so well baby. Can you taste yourself?” he mumbled against your lips and stroked your hair

The way he looked down at you made your heart skip. This all felt so… natural

“I know this is all fast and probably a weird time, but I’d really like to get to know you. Would you like to go out for dinner with me some time soon? Of course you don’t have to say yes, I completely understand” he started to ramble with a slight tint in his cheeks

How could one be so cute after giving you the best head?

You shut his rambling up with a peck and responded “I would love to get dinner with you Sunghoon”

His precious smile just made you want to squeeze his cheeks! He gave you more pecks and leaned down to suck on your neck

“I’m still so hard baby” he groaned

“Oh yea? You wanna fuck my pussy baby?” You teased back at him

He moaned and begged “Yes please doll. Let me fuck you so hard”

“Ok then Hoonie”

After hearing that nickname and your approval, he quickly stripped you from your clothes and ripped his off himself. His well-sculpted body was everything you had fantasised about in your wet dreams. And the fact that is was paired with the gorgeous face of a perfect man written by females themselves, was just icing on the cake.

He spread your legs and spat onto your pussy (not like you needed it) before easing his way into your heat. His girth stretched you so deliciously that you felt like drooling. It was the most perfect dick ever. And it felt perfect inside you as well.

He rutted into you and stared into your eyes, leaving his mouth hanging open. The sweet melody of your moans together and skip clapping was something that people would pay to get off to. The mirrors were fogging up from the panting and intensity.

“Baby please ride me” Sunghoon panted. He did want to carry of fucking you at his own pace but he was so close to cumming and he really wanted to watch your bare tits bounce in front of him when he came.

You both flipped over and you quickly started to grind on his dick. Now that he had helped you to stretch, your hips were rapid and you angled your clit to drag along his pubic hair. It feels so good omg

Sunghoon looked down at your pussy and the way your juices coated his pubes and pelvis, he moaned out so loud

“You’re so hot oh my fucking god princess. Yes! Ride my dick like that. Can I cum inside you baby?” as he held you up and thrusted up into you, angling his hips to hit your g spot

“Oh fuck yes daddy cum in me! You’re gonna make my cum again”

“Cum with me baby. That’s it”

And just like that, you both came hard. He filled you up so full that it started to leak out of your pussy

You were both shaking so hard that you collapsed and layed on top of him.

You were both trying to catch your breath as you snuggled up together. You could feel him press sweet kisses to your hairline and he dragged his fingertips up and down your spine.

“You good princess?”

“Yea” you respond with a happy sigh and lift yourself up to sit on him

He looked up at you with such fond eyes and stroked you waist. There was a fainted mischievous smile as he brought his fingers down to where your were both connected to gather his cum that spilled out

“It’s taking all of the strength in me to not make you sit on my face and have you drip in my mouth” he groaned whilst staring at your soaking pussy. “If you’re free after this, maybe we should continue this at mine and we can find out how many times I can make you cum?”

You slowly lifted yourself off his semi hard member and situated yourself on his lower stomach. You still wanted tease him a bit more so you started to grind on his abs. Sunghoon moaned at the warm feeling and layed his head back down to try and control himself.

“I guess I’m free to do that. But only if you let me cum on your abs and suck you off in the shower” you flirted back

He bit his lip with a smile “Deal”

Oh weren’t you glad that your friends dragged you for a workout

Author’s note: Well… I did not expect for this to be that long but sleeveless Sunghoon just makes me go feral 😅 Thank you so much to those who voted for this fic and waited so patiently for it, I hope it was worth the wait 🫶 And thank you for taking the time to read my work 🩵

[katsukikitten]

Bakugou is the type of man where the most mundane moment turns him on.

Freshly out of a shower just getting back from the beach or pool on vacation. Talking about dinner plans while you're drying your hair. Both of you talking idly in the mirror as you get ready.

"How far away is the place?" He asks, "I need to know so I can tell your slow ass to start getting ready a half hour before hand."

"Fuckin rude. My shoes are always on before yours."

"Yea cause I hound ya. Check the location. Phones on the bed." He nods to the giant king bed he can see in the reflection of the mirror. Watching you place your knees on the bed to reach for the phone. Your ass in the air but that isn't the only thing that's got his cock hard. Oh no

See, Katsuki can see that diamond ring, the only thing you have on, that he gave you four years ago, sparkling in the late afternoon light. The sight of it makes both his cock and heart swell.

But before you reach the cell you're suddenly being dragged to the edge of the bed by strong calloused hands. His hard cock pressing into your folds and he delights in your squeak of "Suki!"

The sound spurs him on, rutting against your sex and when you become a little wet he pulls away to slowly drag his fingers from your leaking cunt to your clit. Working over the now throbbing nub until you're gripping at the sheets, until you're cumming and he can watch your cunt clench painfully around nothing.

Not even giving you a moment to catch your breath before he bullies his way into your pretty pussy. Groaning in time with you as he feels the ebb of your orgasm before he sets a deadly pace. Fucking into you with vigor. Making your back arch even as you try to find purchase on the bed to press back against him so that you don't lose a moment of closeness.

Reaching over you to bite and nip at your shoulders and throat. Large left hand lacing his fingers through yours so that his band and yours can clink in time with his thrusts while all he can think is my wife my wife my fucking sexy wife.

"Gonna be a good girl and cream your husband's cock?" He husks in your ear, watching your eyes roll into the back of your head, "Need a little more help? You've always been my dirty slut. Glad wifin ya didn't change a fuckin thing."

He puts even more of his weight on you as your struggle to keep his large body and your own shaking one up, his hand pawing at your tits and pulling your nipple taunt before it wraps around your throat. Choking you just enough your moans sound strained causing him to twitch in your cunt.

"Go on then." It shouldn't be this easy for him, your body shouldn't react this way but it always has even if you two started out with daggers in your eyes for one another instead of hearts.

"Cum for yer husband."

Your eyes flutter and roll into the back of your head as a silent scream rips through you, cunt clamping down on his fat length, desperately trying to milk him. Hard enough it sends him over the edge too, even though he fucks into you more even if it makes both of you twitch collapsing onto the bed from the overstimulation and his weight. He stays like that a moment, kissing at your cheeks and tilting your face to him.

He smiles at you, not his cocky smirk or his shit eating grin, he genuinely fucking smiles, his silent way of telling you he loves you. Looking at you like you were the only thing that has ever and could ever make him happy. He kisses you again. Slowly pulling his softening cock out and keeping you pressed comfortably to the mattress.

Before you know it his phone is in his hand, taking a selfie of the two of you sweaty from your quick romp before he quickly looks up the address of the place, not once letting go of your left hand.

"Damn it's gonna get busy soon." He tosses his phone back onto the bed as he squeezes your fingers one last time before getting up.

Letting his broad palm swing down on to the fat of your ass cheeks causing you to yelp.

"Come on pretty girl. Ya better get ready soon, I wanna take my hot wife out on a date before I eat her out for dessert in the car."

[kjupchurch-xx]

Conflicting Feelings Part 7

June 16th, 2024

It was the last day of filming Deadpool & Wolverine. Ryan and Hugh talked me into stealing my Deadpool suit from the set. Ryan is notorious for stealing his each movie. Hugh decided to be a decent human being and not participate in our antics. Filming was an exciting experience. I didn't participate in much of the press as I wasn't a main character, but my little extra part was fun to film. 

To celebrate the end of filming, Ryan and Blake suggested we go out to a wrap party that was hosted by Shawn Levy in Los Angeles. There would be a dance floor, fancy catering, and open bar and music. Hugh and I had now been dating for nine months. Things were going phenomenal and I'm finally seeing him without the mutton chops or old man beard. I loved fresh faced Hugh. With that being said, the press had a frenzy when it was confirmed that Hugh Jackman had a new love interest, especially one that's much younger than he is. 

I glanced at myself in the mirror, deciding to go casual for the party, like everyone else. I double checked my jeans and had on my favorite band t-shirt. I straightened my hair, applying black makeup to my eyes giving a smoky look. Hugh also went casual, with jeans and a polo. He came up behind me, kissing my cheek, "Almost ready, love?" He asked sweetly. 

I nodded, smiling at him through the mirror, "Whenever you are. I figured wearing the suit probably wasn't a good idea." I said chuckling. 

He giggled, "Probably not. I wish they would've let you be Wolverine's variant or even his girlfriend rather than seeing you as Deadpool, but you do look sexy in the suit." 

I giggled, spinning around to kiss him as I stood on my tip toes to reach his lips. "Let's go." 

We walked hand in hand out of Ryan and Blake's guest house, getting in the car where Ryan and Blake had been waiting on us. Ryan looked, sighing, "Finally. Can you two please stop fucking for like an hour so we can actually show up on time for once?" He jokingly said with a a straight face. 

I smirked, "Would it kill you to shut the fuck up sometimes?" 

He shook his head, pursing his lips in, "Actually no. I'm literally dead inside, so there's nothing left." 

Hugh laughed, "I don't see how Blake puts up with you, mate." 

Blake smiled, "It's in the contract. I've only got about 3 more years before I can marry Ryan Gosling." 

The car erupted in laughter as we drove to the event. The car ride was about 20 minutes long, thanks to the traffic. It was full of small talk, sarcastic comments and horrible singing. As we arrived to the party, we could hear the base from inside. Hugh grabbed my arm, leading me into the building. As we walked in, we were all greeted by the cast of the movie, along with a few other big name Hollywood celebs. 

We casually made small talk and rubbed shoulders with Dwayne Johnson, Zendaya, Zac Efron and a few others while snapping selfies for our Instagram accounts. Hugh and I weren't shy with PDA, but kept it classy. That is...until the drinks started. 

We were snuggled up to one another on the couch when Taylor Swift's Karma began blaring through the speakers. I jumped up grabbing Hugh's hand, "Come on baby,  I love this song!" I yelled over the music. 

He laughed at me, "Steady, you're drunk, beautiful." He said, getting up to join me on the dance floor as I sloppily yelled the words to the song, dancing with him as he danced along giggling at me. 

He pulled me into his arms, placing a kiss on my lips, "How much have you had to drink, love?" He asked, smirking down at me. 

I shrugged, "I dunno, baby. When you were with Dwayne, Zac and I took a few shots." I giggled, covering my mouth as if I'd just let the biggest secret in the world slip. 

He chuckled, "I can tell."

I smirked as my favorite part of the song came on, pointing at him while singing it horribly, "Karma is the guy on the screeeeen, coming straight home to meeeeee!" before pulling him into a sloppy kiss, which made him laugh against my lips, attempting to kiss me back. 

He picked me up bridal style, "Let's go sit down, silly." 

I giggled, screaming as he surprised me with lifting me up, "Are we getting more drinks, Hughy?" 

He shook his head, unable to stop laughing, "Absolutely not, love." 

"Aw, you're no fun." I fake pouted.

"You're really showing your age, big guy." Ryan came up behind us, saying sarcastically. 

"Mate, she's bloody tanked." Hugh responded, sitting me down on the chair. 

Ryan smirked, "Me too, girlfriend." he said, winking at me. 

Hugh shook his head at our antics, per usual. He'd have fun, but not too much fun. He was always the more responsible one in our friend group. 

I went to stand up again as another song started all to be met with the room beginning to spin. "Hugh, Ryan, I'm gonna, I think I'm gonna-" I stammered before projectile vomiting on the floor. 

"Party foul!" I heard Ryan and Zac drunkenly yell. 

I quickly wiped my mouth and darted towards the bathroom with Hugh fast behind me on my heels, pushing the door open for me as I ran to the nearest toilet and began puking again. 

"I am never drinking like this ever again." I said with a strained voice as he held my hair. 

Hugh chuckled, "It's alright, love. You did drink a lot. I know you had two whiskeys, then whatever shots you and Zac had."

I put my finger up towards him, "Goddamnit, I can fucking taste the Jagermeister again. Stop talking about the shots." I said, placing my head back down towards the toilet bowl trying to contain myself.

He held my hair and rubbed my back soothingly, "Do you need a water or anything?'

"I love you." I stammered, completely ignoring his question. 

He smiled, "I love you too, baby girl. Do you need anything?" He asked lovingly. 

"If she called you, would you go back to her?" I asked. 

He looked at me, furrowing his brows, "Who?" He asked. 

I narrowed my eyes, "Deb. The woman you were married to for 27 years." 

He looked at me for a moment, "Baby, Deb is gone. Her and I had a great go, but it didn't end well." 

I rolled my eyes, drunkenly starting to tear up, "But if she called, would you!?" I said, raising my voice. 

His voice was stern, "No, I wouldn't." Noticing the tears in my eyes, his voice softened, "I'm yours, sweetheart. I'm all yours. You have nothing to worry about, I promise." 

I sat back leaning my head against his chest as he ran his fingers through my now messy hair, "I'm holding your hair as you vomit into a toilet. I'm not going anywhere. I am so in love with you, beautiful. Deb's moved on, I wish her the best, but I've also moved on."

I looked up as if I were a small child asking an adult for the truth, "You swear?" I looked at him with sad eyes.

He nodded, kissing my forehead, "I swear. Let's go back to Ryan's and clean up." He said, standing, helping me to get my bearings back.   

As we walked through the area everyone was hanging out, I noticed the vomit had been cleaned up. Ryan and Zac ran up to me checking on me, as Hugh told them we were heading back so I could sober up, clean up and lay down. We said our goodbyes as Blake and Ryan joined us to head out. I rested my head on Hugh's lap in the backseat as we made the 15 minute commute back to Ryan and Blake's house. 

Once we made it back to their house, Hugh helped me into the house and up the stairs. He helped me shower, washing my hair and helping me with washing my body. He watched me as I brushed my teeth. "You good, love?" He asked, leaning against the doorway. 

I nodded, "I'm good. I've sobered up a bit now." I chuckled, setting the toothbrush back on the sink before gargling with mouthwash. 

Removing my towel, I changed into one of Hugh's t-shirts and some sweats. I saw him lay in bed, in his boxers as I made my way over, scooting into bed beside him. He opened his arms to me as I slid over, resting my head on his chest, placing my hand on his abdomen. 

"I never thought I'd be so happy to be back in Ryan Reynold's bed." I said sarcastically. 

He chuckled, "You feeling better?" 

I nodded, closing my eyes, "Much." I yawned, inhaling the scent of his body wash. 

He kissed my head, "Good. Get some sleep, baby." He smiled, reaching over to turn the bedside lamp off. 

Days had gone by since we had our wrap party. That next morning, I'd woken up hungover as hell, still sick. I didn't think anything of it since I had drank so much, but as the days went on and the sickness continued, I started to grow anxious and extremely paranoid. We were now back in New York City, back home. I sub-rented my condo considering we spent months in LA and there was no point in continuing to pay rent somewhere I wasn't staying. Considering I had a tenant, Hugh told me to move into his house. 

Hugh was out on his morning bike ride as I stood in the bathroom staring at my phone. I was completely at a loss. I decided to pick up the phone and call Ryan. He and Blake were back home in New York, letting their rental in LA go as we'd wrapped filming. 

"What's up, baby child?" His voice yelled through the phone. 

Baby Child was something Ryan annoyingly called me considering I was the youngest of the group. I was 26, Blake was 36, Ryan was 47 and Hugh was 55, so I was 'Baby Child'. Cue the eye roll. 

I chuckled, "Are you with Hugh?" I asked. 

"Nope. He's not here." He simply said. "Why, what's up?" He asked, curiously. 

I sighed, "I've got something to tell you." 

His voice got serious, which was unlike him, "Is everything okay?" He asked, growing concerned. 

I took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant." 

He gasped, "What? You mean to tell me that old fucker's swimmers still swim?!" He exclaimed. 

I laughed, "That's seriously your reaction?" 

He chuckled, "Why do you not sound happy about this?" He asked. 

I shrugged, as I walked into the living room window that overlooked the city, "Because I'm not." I said with a sigh. 

[user211201]

Ape boy

--- Originally posted on 2017-01-10 on realhankmccoy ---

“Just don’t make me dumb, man, I want to keep everything about my mind totally intact,” I told my friend at the lab.

I was totally willing to go through the procedure but I didn’t want it messing with my intellect any – my job and lifestyle were too important to me.

They promised me a whole new masculine experience, that they could bring out the man in me in ways that were easily accessible through epigenetic therapy.

I’d be fitter, more energetic, more attractive and just altogether healthier. It was in the beta testing process and they said they’d throw in $3000 if I signed off, too. I’d only need to take a few weeks off work for an outpatient trial.

“That didn’t seem so bad,” I said after the doctor finished up removing the slow drip from my arm and the infusion was complete. Took two different bags of fluid but I mostly felt fine, if a little faint at first.

I got home and realized I was pretty tired so I stripped down and went to bed. I started noticing the changes the next day already. I did have more energy. My face seemed handsomer, just a tad. After two days I was feeling pretty into this.

It was the third day when I started noticing that I was getting beefier.

That was cool, I thought, but then I noticed I was feeling hornier, too. I ignored it at first, but by the end of the day I was jacking off in my bedroom, hard. I got up off my bed, still stroking my dick, to check myself out in the mirror.

“Looks hot,” I thought, stroking it slowly. If this stuff made my sex drive a little stronger, that was fine with me.

I started getting obsessed with checkin’ out the changes in the mirror, and I had so much energy that I started working out. I’d be doing pushups on my hardwood floor and getting excited over how I was going to flex in front of the bathroom mirror after I finished a set of 50.

I went back to the lab and they didn’t seem to think it was a problem.

So I figured, what the hell, I might as well enjoy this. Pretty soon I was hanging out in just my underwear all the time. That didn’t make me dumb, I knew, it just felt good. I might as well get into it, I figured.

Only problem is I got used to it pretty quick. I hate wearing clothes now, dudes.

I looked in the mirror one day and I just looked so fucking good with these thick pecs and the thicker stubble on my face. I figured I should have fun with a haircut so I got kind of a high and tight, cut real short though, and that just turned me on. Even my facial structure has changed from this shit they’re doing to me. My ears look like they stick out more, like some dumb ape or something, and that just makes me hard. I’ve hot this thick abdomen and these beefy deltoids. I feel like I look more like a football dude, even, and I started watching football even. Might as well have fun while I’m stuck in outpatient anyhow.

They told me it wouldn’t alter my mind any but it’s like I’m addicted to working out, flexing in the mirror, taking selfies, hooking up – with dudes – I just find em on my phone. I stopped reading. I look at these hairy legs and I get hard just touching em, I rub a hand across my pecs and my nipples are hard right away and I feel my cock jump up wanting a piece of the action. All I can think about is my goddamn cock, man.

So I took another week off work because I’m not ready to go back, and told myself on Monday I’d start getting ready to get my life on track. I just procrastinated the whole day, jacking off in bed, mostly, slowly stroking it. I guess my new bod’s so awesome that it’s just depressing to think of going back to the office.

My alarm goes off on Tuesday, and I throw it against the wall and say fuck it. One more day of fun’s not gonna hurt. Dudes, I look so fucking good. At least I’ll be productive today, I tell myself. So I start off the day with a ton of pushups, make myself a protein shake, and I look so ripped in the mirror that I figure I’ll score myself a hookup off Grindr. Guy comes over, and his hairy, hard pecs crushed against mine – my rubbing the short beard I’ve got started all up on his asshole, and that turns him on enough that he’s letting me lift his legs and plow the shit out of him..

After he’s gone, I’m back in front of the mirror saying “you fucking stud. Yeah you fuckin’ ape boy. Fuckin’ just want to fuck with dudes, don’t you, gay boy. Yeah you jocked up fuck. Just want to get naked and fuck, don’t you?”

Still hard, still horny, so just stroking my dick slowly while I put the game on for ambience. I don’t know how Thursday’s gonna shake out but today I just went out and bought a basketball hoop for the driveway so I could burn off some of this energy. Felt fuckin’ great, too, goin’ out in the sun in just some shorts and Nikes working on my game. Soon as I was back indoors though, man, just stripped back down to my underwear – I can’t stop admiring this body. Gotta get another dude over here to mess around with. Fuck work, man, you only live once, right?

Think I’m gonna pick up a big screen for the bedroom because that’d be pretty cool, and I just found out gay dues have their own hockey leagues you can join so I’m thinking of that. How hot would that be – those dudes are fuckin’ built, man, and I could pick it up pretty quick I bet.

Fuck, let me know if – oh, fuck it, I’m gonna order a pizza and see if I can find a hot hookup for tonight. Some dude with pecs as thick as mine and who’s like me slapping this cock all over his tongue for a couple of hours while I tease the shit out of his hot jock ass. Yeah man. Fuckin’ hot, man, I could pump a full load into some dude’s muscle butt and be ready to score again two hours later. That’s how good I feel. Friends with benefits, whatever you want to call it as long as it’s none of that lovey-dovey or dramatic shit – I’ve got em on the phone. Sex, muscle, good food and workin’ out, so glad I met those lab rats.

[reallyromealone]

Dkkdmdd I read the fic with kirishima and bakugous brother what about a follow up where bakugou finds out (would he be protective or would he not care?)

Title: dates and secrets

Fandom: my hero academia

Pairing: kirishima x male reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: a smooch

Notes: none

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Katsuki didn't know how to feel when he saw his brother and best friend walking in together, he definitely didn't know how to feel about the fact his best friend was absolutely eyeing up his brother.

"(Name)" mitsuki called her son who looked tense, glancing over to see his mom "where have you been? This isn't about you this is about your brother and his classmates" somehow no matter what (name) did he was being scolded, they didn't even notice him leave, it wasn't till he came back that they even spoke to him. "I was just talking to--""I don't care brat, we have to go now"

(Name) smiled awkwardly at Kirishima and left, the redhead in awe at the Bakugo sibling but felt upset at how Mrs. Bakugo treated him.

The next week the two texted nonstop, kirishima consistently flirting and sending pictures of his day to day and (name) awkward and fumbling but did send kirishima a few selfies.

Bakugo didn't hate his brother, they definitely weren't close by a long shot and he wouldn't deny his parents liked him more than (name), their attention to him raising especially since getting accepted into U.A.

But why did he feel bitter?

Kirishima was nervous as he waited for (name), Aizawa giving him permission to go on this date under the condition that he keep his location on and stay at the date spot, due to rising incidents Aizawa set up with a local cat Cafe to keep an eye on the two to give them some privacy, bonus for kirishima since (name) liked cats.

(Name) looked nice, dressed in a soft sweater with the collar of a dress shirt peaking out and nice pants and shoes, all in all looking very cute.

"(Name)!" Kirishima called out and (name) looked slightly annoyed but the red head learned that's his resting face during the party "you ready to go?" He asked excitedly and (name) nodded write letting the other lead the way.

"They look so cute!" Mina said with a huge grin, her, hakagure, Kaminari and a few other classmates watched on, Bakugo being dragged along when he would rather be anywhere but. (Name) looked focused as he listened to Kirishima talk, the two getting to the cat cafe and the redhead totally didn't snap a picture of (name)s slight smile at the tiny fur ball in his lap "so how are your classes?" (Name) asked sipping his drink, eyes looking into Kirishimas soul "oh! It's great, were really getting into battle bots!"

"That sounds really cool, I'm sure you're acing it" (name) said supportive yet monotone, Kirishima grinning like a fool.

The topic eventually got to careers and (name) fidgeted "I uh... I wanna be a/an (career)" he looked a little embarrassed "did you ever apply to U.A?" Kirishima asked curiously and (name) froze "uh... That's a difficult question"

He didn't want kirishima to think less of his brother, he didnt have a close relationship with Katsuki but he wasn't going to ruin his friendships.

"Well maybe one day you can tell me" kirishima grinned as the others in the background cooed, Katsuki looking confused at his brothers words, he didn't even know (name) had an interest in U.A....

(Name) let kirishima walk him to the train station before, the redhead taking the opposite train back to campus "text me when you get back yeah?" He asked, (name) nodding as the red head gently kissed him, not knowing Mina snapped photos of it.

What? It was for their wedding obviously.

"G-goodnight kirishima"

"eijirou"

"Alright..." (Name) was flustered as he stepped on the train and Kirishima didn't miss that goofy smile on his face.

[caitchercatlady]

Sleeping Over at Ramshackle w/Cater

If there’s anything that Cater loves more than MagiCam, it’s being able to use social media for school projects. The professor assigns students to incorporate how astrology can relate to the daily lives of people? Cater will cut this like a slice of freshly made cake.

Cater wants to hold a sleepover with his fellow third years, but not everyone is keen on the idea. It’s a shame. But then, Cater gets a new idea.

“Prefecty!” he cheers when you pick up his call. “Listen, I’m a bit of a bind. I got this assignment for Astrology class, and I need a place to hang to get it done. You’re not busy this weekend, are you?”

As far as you know, you’re not. Also, what’s the harm in having Cater over, especially if it’s for classwork? You permit him to stay.

“OMG! You’re the best, bestie! You won’t regret it, I promise!”

Whatever that means.

The evening comes just as fast as Cater’s assignment arrangement. Speaking of Cater, he’s not a moment late when he arrives on Ramshackle’s doorsteps. You’re astonished at the amount of things he’s brought with him from his own room at Heartslabyul. Not only that, but his selfie stick is in recording mode for his phone, charger attached, too.

“Hey, boo! Let’s get this party started! Oh, don’t worry. This is not a livestream. That ruins the whole point of the project.”

“Which is what exactly?” you question.

“So Trein wants us to relate the night sky to our everyday activities. What better way to do that than to have a party involving the night? True, it’s a little early for stars, but what’s the point of waiting for the fun to happen, right, Prefect?”

“I guess so.”

“And unlike my dorm’s Unbirthday Parties, we got some of my faves to munch on.” Cater plops the cooler onto the Ramshackle kitchen counter.

“Oh, I already got some--”

“Don’t worry. We’ll add those, too. You wanna help me make some buffalo wings?”

Grim’s ears perk at “buffalo wings,” and you’ll live to regret not saying yes to Cater’s offer as far as the little cat beast is concerned. Granted, the wings have been bought frozen from the Foothill Town market, but at least your oven can hold them all enough for the party of three. As the wings cook, it’s sour and sweet smell fills the air space of the dorm. It makes Grim melt into the floorboards. Half an hour later, the wings are fully cooked, drizzled with sauce by you and Cater, and ready to eat. You two bring out the other snacks, and it becomes a banquet.

“See, besties? There’s nothing better than a sleepover pici-nic!” Cater says to the phone camera. Thankfully, for you, Cater’s not entirely wrapped up in the screen. He sticks the selfie stick in the cushions, facing it towards you and him. He smirks as he holds up a wing to your mouth. “Nom, nom, Prefecty. Have a bite.”

Your cheeks flush. “Do I have to?”

“If Prefect doesn’t wanna, I will!” cheers Grim. “I’m always up for food.”

Cater’s face drops. “Sorry, Grim, but I need a cute face for this one.”

“What? How dare you call me not cute!”

“Come on, Prefect. One shot is all I need. I’m not asking for any fan service.”

You heavily sigh and give in. Cater holds up the wing to your lips, smirking. You take the bite out of the buffalo wing, but the ripping of the meat off the bone isn’t graceful. This only makes Cater laugh.

Click! goes the camera.

“And that’s how you know when a wing is at peak deliciousness,” he says, winking at his phone. He takes another screenshot.

You feel lightheaded knowing that this footage is going to be used in his assignment somehow. Even Grim is snickering. You knock the little monster’s head into the pudding.

After filling their stomachs with tastiness, the sun is setting in the horizon. Cater indicates that it’s time to finally dress up for the occasion, so they can have more fun, comfort style. You come out of your room in your baggy Ramshackle supplied pajamas and walk down the stairs to find Cater not there. Doesn’t he want to do more sleepover stuff? What is he doing and where is he?

You call for Cater back upstairs. He doesn’t respond. The guest room door is open. You peek in to only find it empty. Yes, Cater’s belongings are scattered about, but he’s not there. You notice that the washroom door is open with steam coming out of it. Are you really going to check if he’s in there? What if he’s still dressing?

You approach the room and lean against the wall on the outside. You can hear him talking, and you know for sure it’s to no one except the camera. “Cater?” you call out.

He stops talking to himself. “Hey, Prefect! Do you need something?”

“I was wondering if you were dressed yet.”

“Oh yeah! Sorry about that. You can come in! I’m decent.”

You peek through the doorway, and there Cater is, standing in front of the mirror in the most multi-shade of brown pajamas you’ve ever seen. You admit to yourself that this is the last kind of nightwear you expected from influence-obsessed Cay Cay. “Don’t tell me you went live in my washroom.”

“Of course not,” he replies. “Sorry, Prefecty. I was taking some selfies in here for the assignment. Then, I turned the video back on when I started drying my hair. I forgot how much time passed.”

You suppose that’s a relief.

“Well, now that my hair is dry, let’s go look at the stars together.”

Oh, that’s right. He’s supposed to relate his lessons to this event he decided to throw. Cater takes you by the hand and pulls you to the guest room, where the curtains are apart enough to see the cloudless sky. “Yas! The stars are out!” He switches the camera from selfie view to the opposite as the lens catches the white dots in the sky. “Yeah, partying is fun and all, but there’s nothing better than chilling with your besties in the quiet. See, all of the bright lights up there are all friends, and they love shining in place, bringing peace to the world. That’s all they need to do. We should take inspiration from them and remember the quiet moments, too.”

“Do you believe that, Cater?”

“Aw, you’re trying to make me cry, aren’t you, bestie? Of course, I do.”

The quiet swirls around you both like fireflies on a summer evening. Cater whispers out his constellation knowledge, pointing to every little light in the night sky. The round of ASMR starts out with you nodding and saying the words “cool” and “amazing.” A minute goes by, and it has you going, “Mmhmm.” A few more minutes go by, and your eyes can barely stay open. Cater’s voice is so soothing that you end up falling onto his shoulder for support. You forget that this is slightly caught on camera, but will you even care anyway? What’s Cater gonna do? Embarrass you in front of his third year class?

He does find this “too adorbs” to ignore, and a few selfies are caught of this. However, he respects you enough to put you under the covers of the guest bed to have you rest. When Cater is ready to hit the hay, he takes the other half, above the sheets. He whispers to the video his project conclusion, puts all of his equipment to the side, and he joins you in dreamland. He’s sure that this is an A+ in the hole, not only for grades, but perhaps in human connection, too.

[derfpossessions]

Rented You Out - Part 2

(Read Part 1 if you haven’t already!)

Chapter 1 - Exposed

Moments after Markus got ejected from Denholm’s body, he got up and got dressed with the extra clothes he brought. He then got Denholm dressed too. He got very curious on the switch behind his back, which was currently on “on”. He then flipped it back up, where all of a sudden Denholm started breathing. The rip on his back was also completely gone. He was human again. Markus saw this as an opportunity to escape Denholm’s house, when suddenly he woke up. “Ma..Markus??? Wha..what are you doing here??”, Denholm said while breathing heavily. Markus didn’t moved a single muscle. He didn’t even wanted to turn around as he was going to open the door. “Markus hold on! Why do I feel… tired.. like my insides hurt so bad…” Denholm added. Again, Markus didn’t say a word. “Markus I knew you did something to me. What did you do?! Markus!” Denholm got increasingly angry. Markus finally turned around and screamed, “You were turned into a goddamn suit! You got kidnapped and got abused by a group of men and left you at the gym where I discovered you and then you became a literal bodysuit so I decided to put you on for a day so I can spend time more closer to you!” Markus abruptly said everything that happened. Denholm was stunned. “What?!?” He stood up. “Look at your back! It has a switch in it! If you turn it on, you’ll lose consciousness and become a bodysuit that anyone can control!” Markus started explaining how it worked. Denholm was more shocked to see the lustful selfies that Markus took on his phone which he forgot to delete. “Bro listen… I’m tired of all the bullshit I’m going through right now so please. How do I fix this??” Denholm begged Markus. The two got more tense and Markus was put under pressure. “Why is this my fault?! All that you should know is that I was the one who discovered you! Who saved you! Who covered up a story for you! And I did that ALL for you because I love you!” Markus started tearing up, and he walked away. “Markus please.. don’t leave me. I know you love me but I love someone else.. but please. Don’t leave me here.” Denholm begged Markus to stay. Markus reluctantly agreed. Time flew by and the two started discussing on how to handle the situation, then something else came up to the discussion, Denholm’s father. He is currently in pain right now and is suffering from a severe chronic disease, and Denholm doesn’t know how long he will last. His family is also running low on funds to sustain his father. Markus then jokingly said, “since we have you as a bodysuit, why not we turn that into a rental? Like someone would try to live your life in exchange for money.” “Are you crazy? That would of course violate me!” Denholm got mad. “Please trust me, I will take good attention of your body while you’re not conscious. I promise. I will set out limitations for the people that will use you.” Markus tried to convince Denholm, to which he said, “Well if that’s the only way… so be it.”

Chapter 2 - Mr Denholm

The next day has passed, Paula and Denholm went to school together as usual. Markus waited for Denholm so they can set out their plan. Conveniently and inconveniently, their teacher, Mr Singh was walking around the halls when he overheard the two’s conversation. He confronted the two of them and asked, “What in the blackmarket is going on here?!”. Markus said, “But.. its true.. You can live through as Denholm because he has the ability to turn into a suit..”. “Please, don’t expose us!”, Denholm begged.

Mr Singh then grinned. “Expose? Well I think you got the wrong idea. Actually I NEED to live someone else’s life! This is a wonderful idea to have!” Markus and Denholm were in shock. “In fact, allow me to be your very first customer. I really wanted to know what it feels to go back to high school. Especially as a popular boy like you.” Mr Singh said.

At the school’s boys shower room, the three initiated their plan. “Are you ready Denholm?”, Markus held his best friend’s hand. “Yes. All for my dad. Take care of me bro.”, Denholm surrendered to his fate. Denholm got undressed and wore only a bathroom towel as Mr Singh got prepared.

“Just turn on the switch and start wearing inside him. Legs first then up to head.” Markus explained. Mr Singh went to the other room and got undressed. Denholm was turned around. “Ready when you are”, Denholm said. Mr Singh switched it on. Denholm was a suit again.

There was minimal sound when it happened, so Markus assumed it was going very well and smooth. After around 5 minutes, a new Denholm emerged from the other room, wearing teacher’s clothes.

He was just looking at Markus while chuckling. “De..Denholm? What happened?” Asked Markus. “No. it’s Mr Singh.”, “Denholm” replied. Markus’ heart sank as he saw Denholm looking like a hot math teacher. “Woah… sir.. you look attractive..” Markus was in awe. “Don’t call me sir, that’s awkward! Just call me Denny! I’ll be your bro for the day!”, said Mr Denholm. Markus nodded and whispered to himself, “Damn. Daddy got more daddified?! What in the actual fuck?!?”

Chapter 3 - Youth in You

Mr Singh was filled with ecstasy at that time. He didn’t know where to start, if he wanted to ace a math test, play at the football field, get cheered by his co workers at the faculty, or make fun of the students that he hated. You name it.

“I am so grateful for this Markus. I’m feeling SOOO ALIVEEEE!!” Mr Singh or Denny said as the two walked down the hallway.

“Umm… Mr Singh-erm- Denny, it’s just weird to hear my friend say that, considering that he always feels down.” Markus felt like he was always missing something from Denholm.

“What?? But I’ve always seen this kid as the happiest man alive! And who would’ve thought I would ever see the world through these eyes!” Denny said while admiring Denholm’s body.

“Well you wouldn’t get it sir. If only you witnessed the time when he told me that he didn’t wanted to live his life AT ALL. It’s always the people that seem happy who actually feels miserable in their lives.” Markus was sad.

“Geez… that’s really awful to hear. I’m sorry if I was insensitive about it. I wish I could hug your best friend right now to comfort him.” Denny stopped smiling and turned very serious.

“I mean… can I hug you sir?? Or him..” Markus was about to tear up.

Denny opened his arms to hug Markus. “It’s okay, come here. Rub it in.” Markus embraced Denny’s body.

“May I ask why… are you crying??” Denny wondered.

“Well… um… I love him. I love Denholm.” Markus confessed to Mr Singh.

“Oh-ohh… that’s really.. that makes a lot of sense now.” Denny was shocked.

Without a warning when Denny turned around, Markus grabbed him and kissed him on the lips. Denny hesitated and pushed him away.

“Markus what the fuck?!? Why did you do that?!” Denny was bewildered.

“I’m sorry!! I’ve been wanting to do that to him for a long time! But the rejection hurts too much!” Markus was desperate.

“Well Markus let me tell you something, you are a GOOD kisser.” Denny was impressed. “I know you’re hurt and all, but what about you forget about all that and let’s have a little bit of… fun”, He added.

“What the fuck? Sir! This is wrong! You’re violating my friend! I’m violating my friend!”

“Well, the contract stated I could do ANYTHING I WANT. So come here to my classroom before I change my mind.” Denny was pissed but maintained his seductiveness. Markus had no choice but to submit to him. Denny then grabbed him into the Math classroom to have a little fun time.

Chapter 4 - Stuck With You

The tension between Markus and Denny increased, as Denny closes the classroom doors and turns off the lights. He then proceeds to take his shirt off.

“Have you ever wondered what you and Denholm would’ve been if he was actually gay?”, Denny flirted with Markus.

“I think about that every night..”, Markus sighed.

“Well you don’t have to wonder now 🫦, Come here baby.” Denny started to move towards Markus. Markus felt mixed emotions as he indulges on Denny’s warm body.

Then, here comes the fun part. As Markus undresses to reveal his hardening 5.7 inches down under, Denny looked in awe. “Hard already? Let’s do it.” Denny then stripped to reveal his new rubbery 6.8 inches.

The room suddenly got sweaty, and suddenly Denny’s body shimmered in glimmering white. It was all so perfect, like a movie scene, something Markus would’ve longed for, and now he finally had it.

“Yes… yess.. YES!!” Markus started screaming. The pleasure was so good and it felt so real for him. He never been happier in his life until that moment. The chalkboards rocked as the two slammed each other against the wall, sharing a sweet long kiss as the both of them felt each other. It was a goddamn fever dream.

Then, came the loads. “Hey stop! Don’t we need protection??!”, Markus stood up from the floor. “Why the fuck do we even need that?! This is a rubber dick!”, Denny laughed, then pulled Markus to the ground. Denny couldn’t resist it but to release massive amounts of load. Denny then inserted the huge thing into Markus, and the silicone-like texture made it more pleasurable for Markus.

The creams came pouring down, and that’s when Markus felt like he was drowning, but that’s when he could finally breathe. It was too good to be true. Well you know what else is too good to be true? NOT GETTING CAUGHT.

Suddenly, students from outside heard the blunt noises that were coming from the classroom, and knocked to see if something was up.

“What the fuck do we do?!?” Markus whispered.

“Go clean up the mess! I’ll assure them everything is FINE!” Denny said while wiping off the cream on the walls. The two got to work.

Denny opened the door and saw Denholm’s friend, and the student council Vice President, Sabrina. “Bro, what’s happening in there?” Sabrina looked at him weirdly as she noticed that Denholm looked and stood very oddly.

“Hey Sabrina, it’s nothing! I was just substituting for Mr Singh’s class and decided I would lock myself in the room to prepare!” Denny smiled.

“And the screams? I’m sure that was also part of the practice?” Sabrina looked in disgust.

“Well, I was raging over something that’s all. Say, why not you do me a favor and go to the faculty to pick up my stuff for class.” Denny redirected the question.

“YOUR stuff? Seriously dude what the hell is up with you today? You didn’t showed up to the council meeting this lunch and now I’m put in trouble because of some random screamings that came from this room!” Sabrina was mad.

“Well I’m sorry, I’ll promise I’ll make it up to you.” Denny apologized. She walked away as Markus appeared behind Denny’s back. Denny went to the window to have a talk with Markus.

“There’s no screamings, but there IS creamings.” Markus joked. The two laughed uncontrollably.

“I enjoyed it while it lasted, but sadly things need to come to and end.”, said Denny.

“You should spend the rest of the time hanging out with people. Trust me Denholm literally gets along with everyone. He makes everyone feel special.” Markus said.

“Ok, I’ll meet you later at the parking lot. And I promise, I’ll bring him back in one piece.” said Denny. The two then had one last kiss before Denny said goodbye.

Chapter 5 - Sweet Goodbye

As Markus pulled up to Denholm’s house, it was all set. It was time for Denholm to return.

“Are you ready Mr Singh?” Markus asked.

“Well I am gonna miss being this kid. He’s all I ever wanted to be.” Denny said as he looked into Denholm’s reflection and felt his body one last time.

“Here it goes. Goodbye.” Markus said. Mr Singh unzipped Denholm’s body and went out. Then, Markus turned off the switch. Everything is now back to normal. Mr Singh then bid farewell to Markus to head home.

“See you tomorrow, kid. Calculus homework is due.”, said Mr Singh.

“Markus.. is that you?” Denholm mumbled as he tried getting up from the ground.

“Denholm… I- I’m…” Markus couldn’t finish his sentence.

“Why.. why does my arms hurt so bad… And it felt like I pulled my groin… Argh… it hurts.” Denholm struggled to walk.

“Well.. nothing happened I promise!” Markus was shaking.

“That’s good to hear, you should get going now. Thank you so much bro.” Denholm hugged Markus as he left.

“Well, at least the real you is still kind to me. But I know all I’ll ever get is a hug.” Markus whispered as he walked away from Denholm’s place.

[sturniololoco]

Could u do a Colby Brock x sturnilio triplets sister? Like shes a part of the triplets channel and goes with them to Collab with Sam and Colby

Are you Scared?

Colby Brock x Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS)

Warnings: Kissing, ghosts, random shit, etc.

Note: Kinda set from the collab but some event r out of order, might do a part two, let me know

SLS's POV

Today was the day I've been looking forward to for months:

My triplet brothers and I are going to film with Sam and Colby!

I've been "stalking" their account since we got the invite, and I must admit, their channel is pretty cool, not to mention Colby, who just so happens to be very good-looking.

I got ready, wearing a pair of black cargo pants with a cropped baby tee for the occasion. I put my hair into an elegant slicked-back bun, making sure everything was perfect.

"Hurry up SLS/N! I gotta pee!" Yelled Chris's sleepy voice from outside of our hotel bathroom.

rolling my eyes, I unlocked the bathroom door and walked out, lightly punching his arm in the process.

"Okay, cutie! I see you!" Nick said as I walked out of the bathroom and sat next to him on the bed as he put his shoes on.

I smiled at him, grabbing my airforces to slide on as we waited for Matt and Chris to get ready.

-

"Alright! Who's ready to get gohstified?"Nick asked once were driving to the haunted hotel.

I laughed at his choice of words while Chris and Matt cheered from the front seat.

Leaning over, I snapped a quick selfie with Nick, mentally reminding myself to post it to my Instagram when the collab was posted.

As we pulled up to the hotel, I could tell that people thought it was haunted. The place just screamed old, scary, and ghost-filled.

I felt nervous butterflies erupt in my stomach as we walked through the threshold of the hotel's front door.

"Hey, guys!" I heard a voice say.

I could tell it was Sam's since we've watched about 30+ hours of their channel in the past week.

We smiled as we walked over to them, my brothers dabbing him up as I gave him a polite side hug. He told us to follow him so we could go find Colby.

But when he said his name, I got butterflies again, but I don't think they were scary ones.

Weird.

-

"What's up, you guys!" Colby said as we met him in the main lobby sitting area.

And I was right, he was very good-looking, even more so in person.

My brothers performed the same actions as they did with Sam, dabbing him up casually, and talking with them about how excited they were.

But I felt my face get hot as I wrapped my arm around Colby's midsection for a side hug. And the height difference was so extreme that he had to lean down to wrap his long, muscular arm around my shoulders.

as I walked back to stand next to Nick, I looked back at him to see him looking at me, with a slight smile on his lips.

My face was officially as red as a tomato.

-

Colby's POV

I knew the triplets had a little sister, but I had no idea that they had a little sister who was hot as fuck and had a great sense of style.

She was so perfect in every way, from her slicked-back hair to the shoelaces on her airforces.

She gave me a side hug in greeting and I had to lean down to wrap my arm around her perfect shoulders.

I was kind of upset as she let go to stand with her brothers, but she looked at me on her way there, her cheeks perfectly pink with a small smile playing on her lips.

She might not of been able to see it from the outside, but on the inside I was smiling like an idiot.

-

We started with a tour from the nice lady who worked at the front desk. She did a very good job interacting with the camera, as well as flirting with Chris.

That left me enough time to stand behind the camera, which just so happened to be where SLS/N was standing.

From "stalking" the triplet's YouTube channel, I could tell she was a little camera shy, hence why she didn't appear in a whole bunch of their videos.

But all the same, she came. She's now walking behind Sam who had the camera on the tour guide and her brothers.

Halfway through, she stopped to look at a painting, letting the others walk a little ahead of her. I stopped too, and decided to take my chances.

"You like this one?" I asked her, hands behind my back while I stood next to her, admiring her as she admired the picture.

She turned her head, looking a little startled as her cheeks started to turn pink.

Fucking adorable.

"oh-I, uh... guess it just caught my eye." She said, adding a cute little giggle to the end of her excuse.

I couldn't help but smile at her, just her presence alone was enough to make my chest flutter.

we began walking side by side as we caught up with the others.

"Are you having fun so far?" I asked her, trying to make the silence less awkward.

"Oh my gosh, yes! when I heard I got so excited!" She said, turning her body slightly to look at me.

I smiled at her again, happy that she was happy to be here.

-

SLS/N's POV

I was honestly so happy that Colby stopped to talk with me. He must have noticed that I shied away from the YouTube videos and came to talk with me.

We caught up with the others as the tour guide left, right beside a picture of a little girl with faded, green skin.

sam explained that we were all going to put candy on the frame as Colby got out a bag of candy from their backpack.

Everyone grabbed one as he held the bag open, then set them on the frame.

I was last, reaching to grab a strawberry-looking candy from the bag As I pulled my hand out, I brushed his, earning another red face from me.

I looked up at him with nervous eyes, but he looked down at me, giving me a smile while whispering,

"You're okay. Go put your candy up there."

I instantly obeyed, following his orders as he put his candy next to mine.

"oh my gosh! This is a great picture for the photo dump SLS/N! Get together with Colby real quick!" Nick said, whipping out his phone.

Colby and I looked at each other stunned for a moment before wrapping our arms around each other in a side hug, leaning into each other to pose for the camera.

I could feel the muscles in his torso and back as we smiled, making my heart flutter and my face turn pink,

again.

-

Colby's POV

I felt bad putting my hand on SLS/N's bare torso for the picture, but her arm around my back caused the baby tee she was wearing to slide up, exposing a little bit of her perfect frame.

Her cheeks turned pink once again as we pulled apart, smiling at each other.

Once we were done, Sam began explaining the elevator game.

-

Once Matt and Sam began their journey up, Nick, Chris, SLS/N, and I were supposed to start our own challenge, but then SLS/N spoke.

"Is there a bathroom in this place?" She said, looking around slightly.

"yea, there's one down the hall, I'll show you if you want," I said, mentally cursing myself, knowing we had a job to do.

She gave me a small smile as she followed me down the hall and back to the main sitting area of the lobby.

"it's right in there, just walk to the right," I said, pointing to the women's side of the bathroom.

"By myself?!" She asked, fiddling with her fingers slightly.

"I laughed under my breath.

"Well, seeing as I'm a guy, I can't really go with you, now can I?" I said to her, feeling the goofy smile spread across my face.

"I uh don't really have to pee anymore actually, you can go through." She said leaning against the wall, trying to look casual.

It didn't work. She looked completely terrified of going into the bathroom alone. She was still picking at her nails and her face had gone bright red.

But now I decided to use this to my advantage.

-

SLS/N's POV

Colby walked over to me and rested his forearm on the wall above my head. I could smell his musky, warm scent as he leaned in closer.

"Are you scared?" He whispered, his hot breath fanning over my face.

A smirk was playing over his perfect lips, knowing exactly what I wanted him to do next.

I nervously shook my head yes at his question, not knowing what else to do as my face burned hotter than the sun.

At this point, he was smiling lustfully at me, only leaning in closer.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." He said in his husky voice, finally leaning in and closing the gaps between our mouths.

The kiss was soft and sweet. Warm and protecting. Our mouths moved in sink with each other and his hands grabbed my sides, no longer hesitant to touch my bear skin.

He pulled away, leaning his forehead on mine. Just as it looked like he was about to say something, he quickly pulled away and sped down the hallway.

I stood there, shocked, but then regained my surroundings and chased after him.

Just as I was about to say something, we rounded the corner to see my brothers, Sam and Matt back from their trip, and the camera pointed at us.

the red light on,

recording.

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[art4hhart]

contains: little blurbs/head cannons of dating jace

(part two here!) masterlist

1. every time he gets the chance, he will steal your phone and take pictures of himself. especially if you come to set with him, and you aren’t looking, he opens the camera-app and randomly take selfies with people from the cast, resulting in your storage getting full, but you always refuse to delete them:

2. he’s literally the most clingy boyfriend ever, whether you would go upstairs to brush your teeth or leave the house to run some errands, he always wants to come with you. he ALWAYS wants cuddles or touch you in someway when he comes home, especially after a long day on set, he’d even complain when you would go to the bathroom for a minute.

“jace get up.” you chuckled, trying to get out of his grip when you told him you needed to go to the bathroom. “no. don’t leave.” he buried his face into your chest, laying on top of you on the couch, making it almost impossible for you to get up. after a few minutes you somehow carefully pushed him off of you, stood up and walked away, which resulted in him sneaking his hands around your waist. he pulled you back towards him again, clearly signing he didn’t want you to leave.

3. he talks about having kids and your future together A LOT. he rants to you about how good of a mother you will be or he tells you how much he would like for your future kids to have your eyes or lips. he also asks you like once a week how you want your dream house to look like. you just know he's gonna be an amazing father, he definitely doesn't rush you into thinking you need to have kids right now, but if you said you'd be ready for it he would quite literally be the happiest person alive. lets just say that because he brings up this topic so much, you started thinking about it much more than you did before. your dream house on the other hand, you've known how you want it to look like since you were 12. but yet he still asks things about it, just to confirm you still want the same. the future is something you both look really forward to, and even though you two are young, you would definitely say yes if he'd go on one knee and asked you to marry him.

4. he NEVER lets you go to sleep mad or frustrated, especially if it is about something he (apparently) did. even if it is 2am, he will cuddle and kiss you until you say you're not mad at him anymore. you also give him the silent treatment sometimes, but most of the time it does eventually result in you talking to him.

"i really want you to talk to me, what's going on?" he sounded frustrated, waiting impatiently for you answer him, since you've been giving him the silent treatment for more than 10 minutes. his fingers softly brushed against your waist under your shirt, sending shivers trough your whole body. he knew you got weak when he touched you, so in your opinion it was kind of unfair. he leaned in from behind, whispering while carefully laying his head on your shoulder. "please just say something...." his voice shuddered, clearly signing he was sad. he moved even closer and pressed his lips on the side of your face. little did he know it was getting a little smile out of you, and just accepted the fact it did made your angry feelings disappear a bit. "whatever i did i'm sorry..." he whispered as he grabbed a strand of your hair and let it gently slide trough his fingers. now you couldn't be mad anymore, you turned around to find him looking at you intensely. a smile formed, you softly placed a kiss on his lips, making him smile back at you and wrapping his arms around you, pulling you in closer.

5. he is not the type of guy to hold in his feelings, and especially with you he can't hide them. he loves you too much for him to not show his real emotions, and you love that about him. one time he came home from a long day on set and ranted to you for half an hour about how he felt incredibly sad the whole time when you couldn't come with him that day because you went somewhere with your friends, and the only thing that consumed his mind was you. it had eventually led to him crying in your arms, which shattered your heart. he told you how he couldn't even concentrate while acting, and getting questioned multiple times from the cast if he was feeling okay. you went with him ever since to set almost every day, at least when when you were able too. but he could also be overly excited and happy, for example when he heard he got to work with one of his favorite celebrities in a new movie. when he heard the news, the first thing he did was calling you and was overly excited for a whole week. he was dancing, smiling, kissing and hugging you all week, like he had all of the worlds energy in him.

6. he talks in his sleep, and you find it absolutely adorable. he will sometimes even rant about you, or he talks to you in his dream and you talk back which most of the time results in him waking up asking what is going on.

"baby.." he mumbled softly under his breath, but yet it woke you up. you slowly sat up straight in the bed when you heard jace talking next to you on the bed, which made you wonder if he was sleep-talking or really awake. "yes?" you tiredly asked him, rubbing your eyes. "don't trip over the key.." he still mumbled, making it quite hard to make out was he was saying. a quiet laugh escaped your mouth, now knowing he was definitely talking in his sleep. "i won't trip over the key." you playfully answered him, as he turned around a little, moving closer to you. his hair being mess, his back towards you and one leg off the bed almost made him fall off. you talked back to him for about 10 minutes, and you were surely whispering, but somehow he woke up. "what are you doooiing..?" he turned to your side, tiredness and a confusing look spreading over his face. you started laughing, the sleeptalk-conversation you had with him was so funny that you just had to laugh. "what?—" he smiled and chuckled right after, wondering why you were laughing. "i just had a whole on conversation with you about tripping over a key."

7. everybody thinks he doesn't seem the type get really jealous, but that is so false. if someone tries to flirt with you, he will quite literally give them a death glare and pull you closer to him. sometimes he gives you a kiss to show them ‘you're not available’. if you tell him a guy was flirting with you while he wasn't there with you, he will ask you every detail about him; how he looked like, where you saw him, how his voice sounded etc. you thought it was cute how he was so protective of you.

"he doesn't know if i have a boyfriend jace. calm down." you chuckled, letting him know he doesn't have to be worried about you that much. 'he just asked for my number,' you thought. not that big of a deal. "i know how guys can be, trust me." he said, tilting his head while looking into your eyes. you laughed, trying to play the situation off. "i just don't want you to get hurt, okay?"

i may make a part 2 of this :)

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also, i’m working really hard on a series for you guys, I’m not sure when i will be posting the first part though cause it’s so much work :’) but i’m really excited for it 😁😁

[fir3ylolol]

sleepless in seattle

pairing: Johnny Cage x Reader

summary: johnny's been filming a new movie, which means you haven't seen him much lately. but he shows up at your door, half asleep and about to fall over

a/n: fluffffff! it's fun to mix it up and not write smut all the time lol. hope yall like this little taste of cute

word count: 909

Ao3

You watch your phone as it lights up on the arm of your couch. You pick it up to see Johnny’s familiar contact photo, a selfie of the two of you at his last movie premiere. You feel bittersweet. It’s been a long time since you guys hung out. He’s been really busy filming for his newest movie, which requires most of his time lately. He took a directorial position, as well as producer and main actor. It’s a lot, but it was his dream opportunity, and he couldn’t pass it up. His text is letting you know that he just got off work and was headed home. It was 11 pm, and you know he got there at 5 am. You felt bad, wishing you could help him more and be there for him. But you send a quick “drive safe, i love you, i miss you” before setting your phone back down to continue getting ready for bed.

It’s been about 10 minutes, as you getting settled in bed. But you suddenly hear a knock at the door, so light you get scared. You slowly walk over, looking through the peephole nervously. But your nerves are immediately eased, seeing Johnny standing there, slightly swaying back and forth. You open the door, ready to welcome him in after missing him for so long. But he stumbles in, falling forward onto you. You brace yourself, holding him up with all your might. “Hi love, you ok?” You quietly say as you strain against him. But he starts his stumbles again, walking to your bedroom with dragging feet. As you lock your door, you start feeling worried again. Not of what’s outside, but of how overworked he was taking this project on. But you shake it off, grab a glass of water, and walk into the bedroom. And there he was, splayed out on the bed, already half asleep. You sigh, setting down the glass and crouching down. One by one, you help him get comfortable, removing his shoes, socks, pants, and shirt. The last of which requires you to flip him over a bit, which you manage to do with little effort.

But you climb onto the bed to your usual spot, and Johnny pulls himself behind you, shuffling over to your side. He latches himself to you, both arms around you and one leg over you. He gets cold very easily, and the lack of clothes certainly isn’t helping. You are well and truly trapped under him, but it’s nice. Warm. You wiggle an arm out and play with his hair, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips. “Long day?” He nods, holding you closer. “Oh baby, I’m so sorry. You know, my day hasn’t been that good either…” Before you realize it, you’ve been talking about your day for a very long time. The good, the bad, even just what you had to eat.

You look down to see his bleary looking up at you, struggling to stay open. “Oh Johnny, I’m sorry, did I keep you up?” He smiles, nuzzling into you, “Maybe, but it’s nice. Comforting.” You kiss the top of his head, and he hums happily. You continue talking, but whispering this time, smoothing down his hair and holding him tight. You watch as he slowly falls asleep, breathing heavily and grasp on you going limp. You take a minute just to look at him, uncharacteristically dark eye bags and disheveled hair. He looks so unlike himself, that you know he needed this. You fall asleep shortly after him, his presence is comforting.

You open your eyes as the sunlight hits them directly. You rub your eyes and look at Johnny, who is surprisingly still asleep. He tends to be a morning person, but as you turn to grab your phone, you see that it’s 10 a.m. He’s slept for nearly 12 hours now, and you don’t want to wake him yet. He needs as much sleep as he can get. So you worm your way out of his grasp slowly, pausing each time he takes a deeper breath. You make your way into the kitchen, starting to make some eggs and sausage. As you pour a cup of coffee, you see a blanketed form shuffling in, sniffling and yawning. “Good morning love, sleep good?” You place a plate in front of him and kiss the top of his head. He smiles up at you sleepily, managing to croak out, “Yeah, I slept good with you there. You’re really comfy, you know?” You sit next to him, taking a sip of your coffee, “I try my hardest to be. Do you have to work again today?” He groans through his bite of eggs, “Ugh, don’t bring it up. I have to be there at 9.” You choke on your coffee, looking at him sheepishly, “It’s…already past 10. I’m sorry, you looked so peaceful!” He pauses, face blank, before placing his head on the table with another groan. He picks his head back up, a wide smile on his face, “Ok, then I’m here today.” You look at him confused, trying to figure out what he meant. “I’m not going in, it’s too late, they’ve probably already sent everyone home. So, what do you wanna do?” You smile, kissing his cheek and whispering in his ear, “Wanna stay home all day and watch movies?” He smiles back at you, kissing your lips. “Fuck yes.”

[daceydeath]

A Work Proposal (Part 15)

Pairing: Changbin x reader x Felix

Word Count: 2.5K

Genre: Smut 🔞

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, swearing, unprotected sex (don't be idiots), fingering, pet names

You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career?

This was the first time you had ever left the country on an actual world tour, sure you had travelled with the kids to Japan on the occasion but this was a non stop for weeks at a time which was all new to you. Sure you knew the schedule back to front and start to finished because you had helped with the entire almost military operation it took to organize it but to actually be going along for the ride was not something you had ever done. The first few shows had been an intense burst of emotions, hopes, dreams and achievements and you could not have been prouder at how hard the kids had worked or how well it had all worked. But now sitting on a plane to head to Japan knowing you were going to be away for the better part of 2 months you were nervous of not only what might go wrong with the schedule but what might happen with your involvement in their lives as well as with their work.

All the stage crew and band had flown ahead so that things could be set up and ready to go and so far they stage crew had said that everything was running to schedule. The make up, costume and hair crew and half on the managers were on the next flight out and you were now sitting beside Chan feeling like there was something that you had missed.

"You are more nervous than the rest of us and it's our tour" Chan chuckled easily pulling his headphone out of his ear.

"I'm worried that its not going to be perfect" you sighed leaning back in the seat watching as some of the others took their plane selfies for Bubble and got themselves comfortable.

"It will be no matter what happens, we all know how hard you worked for us so it will be amazing" he sighed nudging you with his shoulder so that it didn't seem to friendly, you weren't taking chances with the other managers and flight crew around.

"So have you worked out your hotel room schedule?" you asked quietly looking at your tablet to check if there was anything you needed to do before you landed "Han told me you were working on some sort of who shares with who schedule".

"Of course he tells you that" Chan laughed loudly making it look like you two were laughing at something on your tablet "We thought if we just decided where you were all the time that would be a bit shitty of us".

"Because you are going to be exhausted and need rest after each show?" you mused knowing that at least with him that was never going to happen.

"No because you are your own person and you should be able to decide who you are with too not just be passed around like a toy, none of us ever want you to be hurt again because of any of us, you mean too much to us" he whispered seriously his voice soft as though he really needed you to understand how much they all cared.

"I know I'm not Channie" you smiled trying your hardest to not lean in and kiss his soft plump lips as you met his eyes looking at you so affectionately "I know that you all care for me".

"More than just care" he whispered his eyes flicking to your lips before he shook his head a little and moved himself back from you to prevent himself giving in to the exact same need you were feeling. Sighing you went back to your endless checking up on the schedule and making sure that in the few hours until you land the extra security you had arranged would be ready and in position to keep the kids safe. You didn't want to run any chances of anyone falling or getting injured by people who seemed to not be able to tell what was and wasn't appropriate when faced with seeing their favorite idol in the flesh.

When the plane touched down in Tokyo you were relieved staff were already making their way through security and immigration to collect everyone's bags, the head of the security that you had arranged was waiting for you and the fans in the terminal were, for the moment at least, brilliantly behaved. You made your way through the international terminal fairly easily hoping that the same level of respect would be maintained once you got into the general public section of the terminal, but you were faced with more fans than you expected. The kids were kept safe but the three guards you had asked for each member but it was the sheer small area of space that you were given to get through that was making you feel very uneasy especially when it came to the point you needed to form a single file to get through, you had been walking beside Chan most of the time keeping an eye out for all of the members in front of you but when Chan placed his hand on your lower back to move you in front of him to now keep you safe you knew that you were going to be scrutinized by Stay.

Stepping into the car you felt a sense of relief as Chan sat behind you beside Changbin and Felix dropped himself next to you while Seungmin sat in front of you.

"Is it always that...intense?" you asked nervously knowing that you would get a straight answer from them more than the other staff members.

"No sometimes it's worse" Changbin hummed his hand on Felix's shoulder.

"Ok good to know, I'll be more prepared next time" you sighed pressing your cool hands to your warm cheeks.

"Are you alright Jagi?" Felix mumbled taking his hand and placing against your forehead to check you.

"I'm alright Felix, I just don't like large crowds, makes me nervous" you smiled softly as he pouted softly lacing his fingers with yours once you lowered them from your face.

"We will keep you in the middle of us then to keep you safe" Seungmin smiled sweetly turning to look at you as you nodded knowing that you were never going to let that happen.

"We have two hours before your first sound check so that we can ensure everything is working then you have the night off before it all begins tomorrow" you announced knowing that the others in the second van were probably being told the same thing.

"So we have tonight?" Felix repeated

"Yes, you can go out and grab dinner, work out, write, rest or whatever just don't go missing or I will cry" you joked easily as the other two managers in the van chuckled along. Arriving at the hotel you went up to your room to shower and change before you made the solo trip to the venue to go over everything before the soundcheck started. The band had been set up and the stage crew had assure that the stage was safe as well as the confetti guns, streamer cannons and that the risers and stage doors were exactly to specification so all you really needed to do was the sign off before the boys tested it fully. Chan messaged you to say that they were leaving for the venue and would be there soon so you decided to wait for them in the designated rooms that had been set up for them.

"No one got lost" he grinned as he walked in followed by the other kids.

"Thank god, that would have been so much paperwork" you sighed dramatically as Chan sat next to you on the couch to look over your notes on the venue.

"Changbin and Felix want you tonight is that ok?" he whispered lowly to keep from being overheard.

"And they couldn't ask because?" you teased looking around to see if any of the managers were around.

"Because I said I would talk to you about it, and that you are already stressed about this tour you do not have to feel like you are required to stay with us every night you need rest too" he smiled wryly.

"I know that Chan and I will make sure to take care of myself too" you promised smiling at him softly.

"I'll let them know you will swing by their room later" Chan chuckled softly.

Knocking on the hotel room door seemed slightly odd considering that Chan and Lee Know's was across the hall and two doors down was their managers room. But the door swung open before you could give it much more thought and Changbin welcomed you in wearing a tight black tee that had you almost drooling as he allowed you to walk passed him into the room.

"Lixie is going to start us off baby, you want that?" Changbin whispered huskily against the shell of your ear, his broad chest pressed against your back. You couldn't help the shiver that ran down your spine as Felix grinned at you his eyes looking too innocent for what was about to happen.

"Come here Jagi" Felix purred holding his hand out to you which you took instantly letting him guide you to him to kiss you softly as he began undressing you slowly letting each piece of clothing fall to the floor around you messily while he kissed you all over.

"Felix" you gasped as he began nipping at your neck gently enough to not leave any marks on you but enough to make you skin burn for him.

"Lay down for me Jagi, I'm going to make you feel good" he mumbled against your skin as he helped you onto the bed.

"Once you get our baby to cum she's all mine" Changbin groaned as Felix ran his hands softly over your skin making you whimper in pleasure, his mouth moving to catch one of your nipples between his lips. His fingertips continued to tease you as the got closer and closer to your core seemingly happy to leave small marks on your chest as he worked you up gradually. When Felix finally pressed his fingers to your clit you moaned quietly making Felix's breath hitch your half closed eyes looking up at him.

"You're so cute Jagi" he cooed softly pressing his lips to your throat as you arched into him. Your breaths already coming out is soft pants as his talented fingers got you closer to your orgasm almost embarrassingly fast as you continued to moan and whimper at his movements.

"Relax baby, let Lixie make your stress go away" Changbin hummed from the end of the bed where he was sitting watching Felix's fingers circle you clit and your folds get wetter the closer you got.

"Lix, mmm" you mumbled your eyes glazed as you let your mind focus on the feeling of his lips on your skin and the pleasure pulsing through you while you ground your hips into his hand.

"So pretty Jagi, so pretty" he whispered biting gently at your breast and licking and sucking on the skin to sooth it.

"Lixie!" you cried your high crashing over you as you arched off the bed again his fingers slowing but not stopping to help you through your high.

"Such a good girl" Changbin groaned watching your slit glisten in the low light.

"So beautiful Jagi" Felix murmured against your lips as he kissed you softly before moving away and letting Changbin loom over you.

"All ready for me then" he smirked spreading your thighs even wider and hooking your legs over his shoulders before rubbing the tip of his cock along your folds. You gazed up at him your mouth falling open as he pushed into you even after your orgasm the feeling of being full of his cock was enough to almost sting. Changbin set a deep yet steady pace to begin with letting you feel every ridge and vein of his length as your tits bounced for him the coil in your belly starting to form again as he watched every expression you made.

"I'm going to fuck you until all you can think of is my cock baby" he smirked picking up his pace and thrusting faster into you making you gasp and mewl.

"Changbin" you whimpered as he picked up his pace again his fingers starting to massage your clit in time with his hips making you see stars, you know at this rate your going to cum again long before he does but you can't stop yourself from hurtling closer as you turned your head to find Felix slowly tugging his cock watching the spot where Changbin is disappearing inside you.

"Eyes on me baby" Changbin coos gently making you turn your head back to meet his heated gaze "Fuck you are so gorgeous like this" your eyes glazed over as your high washed over you making your walls tighten around his cock as he pulled himself from you but continued to play with your clit to let your pleasure continue washing over you.

"Changbin?" you mumbled dazed by your own pleasure and confused why he had pulled out of you when you were sure he hadn't finished.

"I'm here baby, I'm not done with this perfect pussy yet don't worry" he soothed sheathing himself into your still trembling walls. "How are you still this tight?" he groaned snapping his hips into you again making your eyes roll back in your head. Your mind could only focus on the feeling of Changbin filling you, the sound of skin smacking against skin and the sounds of Changbin and Felix's pants and groans.

"You alright Jagi?" Felix murmured letting go of his dick to crouch down beside you sweeping your hair from your sweat dampened skin. You nodded slowly not able to even form words as his fingers grazed down your cheek to your neck making you arch your back and let a nonsensical noise come from your throat.

"I don't think she can speak anymore Bin" he smirked turning his head to meet Changbin's eyes as he continued to fuck you deeply although a little slower as he moved back to where he was sitting and letting Changbin continue to fuck you into the mattress.

"Such a good girl, getting all cock drunk for me" he groaned sliding his fingers back down your leg to start pinching and rolling your puffy clit between his fingers softly making you keen loudly as another orgasm washed over you tears flowing from your eyes as you blankly started up at him your eyes to blurred with tears to even see him clearly. Another few thrusts and Changbin emptied himself inside you painting your walls white with his seed before gently pulling himself from your completely spent body.

Felix was instantly at your side stroking your skin and praising you while Changbin went into the bathroom to grab a warm wash cloth to clean you up. Together they carefully cleaned your swollen slit and wiped your tears before laying you in the large bed between them holding you closely until you began to slowly come back around.

"Didn't take care of Lix" you eventually half slurred turning your head to look at the angelic blond beside you.

"There is always the morning jagi" Felix smiled dazingly leaning forward to kiss your nose.

"Rest baby we've got you" Changbin chuckled putting your hair softly as your eyes fluttered shut again.

a/n: Thank you for reading and supporting me you are the greatest readers in the world xx

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[opalcicle]

In The Woods Somewhere

Ch. 1

Trans man reader x Slimecicle, one bed trope, horror themes

You, Charlie, Ted, and Schlatt are on a weekend camping trip and- oh god, you've got to share a bed with Charlie. Also, not everything is as it seems in the campgrounds.

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Trying to steady my shaking hands, I inflate the air mattress I'll be sleeping on for the week. There was just enough room in here for the one queen size bed and our bags.

How, how, did I not realize I'd be sharing a tent with Charlie? We only had two, and it only make sense that Ted and Schlatt are going to take the one with more room They're so much taller than us.

I can't hear the zipper behind me over the sound of the motor, and suddenly the man in question is close behind me, placing down our bags, saying "Hey, let me help."

I jump in my skin, but thankfully Charlie doesn't notice. He's busy spreading out the other end of the inflating bed.

"So the other guys are fucking around out there, I think they're gonna need a hand getting set up," he says, voice raised over the noise, "and then I was thinking of finding the walking trails before it gets dark. Ted said he'll get the fire going," he explains the plan while I keep my head down.

"Yeah, okay," I manage to get out.

"You wanna come?" He asks.

"Cum?" I respond without realizing.

He laughs, face scrunching at what he thinks is just stupid humour. "Yeah, on the trails, gotta mark our territory, dude," he uses a character voice I can't place but I laugh along.

"I mean, I'll walk the trails with you, but I don't think I can help you with that," I say, smiling as the mattress finishes inflating.

"Aw, c'mon dude," he pouts in a similar voice to the Edward impression from his vampire campaign.

"Bruh," I sloppily imitate the character back to him.

"Pppffft," Charlie breaks the bit to laugh aloud.

"Ah for fucks sake," Schlatt's voice comes through from outside, "stupid, fuckin-"

Now we're both laughing, and Charlie stands, bent over in the low roof of the tent. "You got this?" He asks, nodding towards the sheets I've stated to unpack.

"Yeah man, go see if they need help," I grin.

The rest of the set up goes smoothly as Charlie and Ted take over. Schlatt unpacks the firewood from the back of the truck, and I set up the big hammock near the back of our campsite. It's a cozy place, nice for a week away with the guys. Nice for week to spend with Charlie.

I've had a crush on my friend since he moved out to LA and we'd started spending more time together. We'd been good friends for awhile now, streaming together, recording videos, hanging out anytime we were in the same place. Recently, we've been spending a lot more time together, grabbing drinks, crashing on eachother's couches, going out to the cool places we find. He likes to stay busy, find fun city adventures, and of course I was excited to have a friend who's interested in trying new things. How could I not fall for Charlie? That sweet, goofy smile, the care he shows, the inside jokes we share, the late night drunk confessions, it was a lot. It's nice. I'm terrified.

Ted starts working on the fire, and Schlatt opens a bottle, sitting back in the hammock.

"Dude, do you wanna come check out the trails?" Charlie asks, standing over Schlatt.

"Nah man, I'm good here," he raises his Benedictine to show he'd already made a plan to do nothing and relax.

"Alright," Charlie replied, then turns to me, "ready?"

"Yeah, let's go," I grab a bottle of water and we start to head out.

"Don't be too long, kiddos, dinner's in an hour," Ted calls out.

"Okay mom!" I call back to Ted as we walk off in a direction where we'd seen a trail sign earlier.

"I don't wanna go too far, but I think we should be able to find a way to the lake," Charlie says from slightly ahead of me.

I'm not really paying much attention, getting caught up in the fungus and flora we see on the trail. Charlie waits patiently while I stop to take pictures, posing for a selfie behind me infront of a twisted tree with a green moss growing up the side. 

"It's you," I say, pointing to the tree.

"What?" His face shows confusion.

"You're growing on the tree," I chuckle to myself.

He takes a closer look and laughs with me, "Mi famila!" 

"Charlie Slimecicle, we found your long lost brother!"

"That's fucking funny, I'm stealing that for instagram," he says, taking his own pictures of the moss.

"Wow, big creator over here can't even make his own jokes," I tease.

He scrunches his face at me and flips me off before we continue up the trail, laughing. 

"It's gorgeous out here," Charlie whispers when the trail passes through a sunny clearing and we see a rabbit dash off into the trees.

"Quiet too, I can't believe there's no one else on the trails right now," I respond, looking more at Charlie than the view. When he turns back, I feel my face get hot and quickly continue up the path. I can't tell if he noticed at all, but I mentally kick myself anyways. Hold it together, dude. 

"Maybe it's a haunted campground," he replies to my words instead of my stare.

"Oh god, I hope not,"

"I don't know man, could be fun," he continues.

"No way, I'd be the token queer character that gets killed off first. You're like, the nature smart guy who makes it out alive and traumatized,"

"Dude, you're not the only-," he cuts himself off, "You're like, the reasonable, no-nonsense character that warns everyone, and makes it out. I'm absolutely the comic relief, I'm dead like, halfway through,"

My mind hovers on what he'd started to say, but I move on with the conversation, "Schlatt's like, the non-believer who dies second,"

"Shit, does that mean Ted goes first?"

"Well shit, yeah, I think so," I chuckle and we keep moving up the path.

Charlie leads us through a handful of turns and splitting trails, but we do make it to the edge of the lake. Someone's left a few logs in a little cleared out area near the water that we walk down to. I take a seat and Charlie pulls out his phone to snap some pictures. The reeds around us chirp with bugs and the sound of birds comes in from behind us. The breeze is nice and the cleared spot is shady.

"It is really fucking nice out here," I say, eyes closed and enjoying the sounds. 

I feel the log shift and peak an eye open to see Charlie taking a selfie of us, "Say cheese."

I crack a half smile, one eye open, with my head tipped back. Leaning in to see the picture, it looks good. "How long do you think we've been out here?" I ask.

"Can't be more than 25 minutes," Charlie says, looking through the photos he's taken.

"Great, then I can sit for awhile," it's been kind of a long day. 

I'd waken up early, we'd driven out to the campgrounds, gotten set up, and immediately went on a trail walk. I'm picturing the hammock back at the campsite when there's a small splash in the water infront of us. I feel Charlie's hand on my arm, and peek my eyes open to see what's going on. He's holding his phone in one hand, pointed towards the water. 

"Look," he whispers the word under his breath and nods his head in the direction he's filming.

It'a a Mallard. Shiny green head bobbing into the water and back out, only a few feet away from us. Behind him, his brown, spotty mate leads three babies toward us. The family stops on the edge of the mud.

I'm taken by a simple feeling of joy that shifts into something moving and complex in my chest as I realize that Charlie's hand is still resting gently on my forearm. Flicking my eyes downward I see his dark painted nails just touching my wrist. Then, peaking over at Charlie I watch his beautiful face focusing on the water birds in front of us. An involuntary smile creeps into my lips and I turn my focus back to the ducks.

They don't stay long, the green headed father swimming away and the rest following behind. 

Charlie's hand remains in my arm and he slides up next to me moments after they're out of sight. "I think I just got a really good video," there's excitement in his tone as he shows me the playback of the birds we just saw.

But I can barely focus as his arm presses against mine, our heads leaned together. When the video finishes I stand, breaking out contact to stretch. I feel his hand linger for a moment, fingers brushing over my palm.

"Oh man, great video," I say through the stretch, trying to ground myself, "I can't believe they stopped right infront of us."

"This place is fucking magical," he joins me standing, still looking at his phone. I think I catch a glimpse of him blushing but he turns quickly, "We should get back to the- oh fuck. Do you know which way we came from?"

Looking back at the trails I notice it for the first time; there are three paths leading right here. "Oh shit, no I don't,"

"Oh god," Charlie groans, "we're so gonna be late for dinner,"

"Ted's gonna be pissed," I chuckle, "well it's not that one- we didn't walk along the lake, so, one of these,"

"They look almost identical," he takes a few steps down the center path.

"Do you have any service out here?" I ask, looking at the no-signal symbol on my phone, "We should let one of them know were lost,"

"Ah, shit, no I don't," he replies. "Well, let's try this one," 

I follow him up the center path and it does look familiar. I open my photos, "Hey that's the mushroom I took a picture of!" 

"Hell yeah, okay, right track," there's a seriousness under Charlie's cheery voice, just a bit of worry.

"Yeah man, expert navigator, good job," I pat his shoulder once and walk ahead. 

Charlie leads us through turns and path divergences before we notice something we definately didn't see before, "Awe shit," he says, looking at a sign that points towards the beach.

"We could walk to the beach and follow the roads back to our site?" I suggest.

"Let's try to backtrack first," the hint of stubbornness in his words makes me want to grab him by the arm and drag him to the beach, but I let him lead again.

We find another sign pointing towards the beach and he stomps back in the direction we came from. The third time this happens I grab him by the arm.

"C'mon, we're gonna keep getting turned around if we keep doing this," I say as he turns to meet my gaze with a face full of frustration. I rub his arm quickly before letting go, "It's alright man, this place is a fucking maze,"

"But I'm hungry," he whines and I almost laugh at him.

"Dude you should have said something," I pull a granola bar out of my backpack and put in it his hand.

"Oh," he looks embarrassed, and demolishes the snack as I head toward the beach.

Wordlessly, I give him another and put the trash in a side pocket. 

It takes some time but we make it to the beach. The sun's getting low. "I gotta rest for a sec," I say, finding a spot on the sand.

Charlie walks around the empty beach, holding his phone in the air, "Fuck, no service,"

"Fuck it, okay, let's go," I stand, waiting for Charlie to catch up before we make our way to the road.

We walk in silence for a while. I think we're both feeling the length of the day by this point, just wanting to get back to our tent. The sun moves lower, into golden hour. We follow the signs back towards the campgrounds.

"How did we even get so far away, this is nuts," Charlie breaks the silence, "Maybe this place really is haunted."

"We still haven't seen anyone," I respond, anxiety tickling my stomache.

"Yeah it's really weird," there's concern in his voice too.

The two of us simultaneously close the distance between us and walk closer together. It's twilight by the time we make it to the entrance of our camp group. The call of a loon sounds nearby and I jump, clinging onto Charlie without thinking. We stop and listen to the crickets waking up and the shift of the trees.

"You okay, man?" he says, voice low and quiet.

"Yeah, yeah sorry," I say, releasing my grip on his bicep. "It's just creepy out here. I wanna get back,"

Before I can even lower my arm Charlie reaches out and takes my hand. He doesn't say anything, just looks up at me, into my eyes, and nods. As if to say, I've got you, let's go. He steps forward to lead us back. 

I split my attention between the connection of our hands, and scanning the treeline. Something about him calms my nerves, and I keep close.

We hit the turn into our area and follow along the trees. Passing campsites, Charlie quickens his pace. He's not running, just walking steady, and I have to move faster to keep up. 

I look into one of the sites, catching just a glimpse of campfire before he pulls me past. His hand grips tighter and I sense the fear radiating from him for just a moment. Getting the picture, I follow his lead, keep beside him, walking casually, but moving quick. Like a couple out on an evening walk. 

Now I notice it. It's quiet, less animal sounds, no one talking, just silent.

We pass by more campsites, more fires, but I don't look in. There are sounds of people talking to eachother at a distance. Kids arguing to the left, a hearty laugh to the right, but I still haven't seen anyone. Pushing away the fear bubbling up my chest, I focus on Charlie's hand and his steps. 

We make it back to our campsite and stumble in, around the truck and past the privacy tarp. It's just past the part of twilight where everything is a blue-grey. The sounds of night creatures return. We let go of eachother just before the other two can see.

"Hey!" Charlie says, and I hear the relief under his greeting.

I relax too, finding a chair to crash down in.

"Where have you two been?" Schlatt questions, raising an eyebrow.

"We made it to the lake, but got lost on the way back," I reply, digging through our cooler for a drink. Wine will do.

"Holy fuck I'm hungry," Charlie complains

"We had to walk down to the beach, there were no signs back towards the campgrounds." I explain, taking a large gulp from the glass bottle,"-and followed the road back,"

"Jesus!" Ted exclaims, "Well there's still hot dogs, fires still going,"

Charlie, shoving a third cookie into his mouth passes me the box. "Thank fuck," He roasts us each two hot dogs while we all chat and joke.

I finish the bottle and Schlatt, despite having a head start, keeps up with me. He's the first to call it, stumbling drunkenly into his tent.

Charlie doesn't drink, and I don't ask why. He's relaxed enough, joking along, but I've gotten close enough to know that he's still on alert. He's too upright, looking around too often.

It's late, the fire is dying down, and Ted starts to pack away the food. Standing to help, I catch my feet on the chair and fall right back into it. Charlie's up quick, hands extended to help.

"I'm fine," I say, standing slower, "just tired,"

"You sure?" He says, that tinge of worry in his voice.

"Yeah. Yeah, but I think I need to go lay down." I respond, making my way to our tent. 

"Okay be careful, it's dark," he says it with a gentleness, and I smile back at him in the firelight.

I change and lay down, listening to the sounds of Charlie and Ted putting away the food. I see a flashlight turn on and hear the sound of water sizzling as it puts out the fire. They say their good nights, and the zipper to our tent opens.

Charlie steps through with a quiet, "Hey," turning his flashlight to point away from me.

"Hey," I say, already starting to drift off. He digs through his suitcase and I turn away so he can change.

"Still awake?" He whispers, and the air mattress moves as he settles in.

"A little," I whisper back through a yawn, "what's up?"

"Still just a little freaked out," he confesses.

I turn back to him, "Yeah that was a lot,"

"It got quiet- I thought there might be a predator out there, maybe a bear."

"Fuck," I whisper back, "Was wondering why you were moving so fast,"

I watch his silhouette through heavy eyes, he seems to be just staring up at the roof of our tent.

"You alright?" I ask, stifling another yawn.

"Yeah," he replies, but he doesn't sound fine.

I hesitate for a long moment, just listening to our breathing. I don't want to send the wrong message, but he'd comforted me when I was struggling on the walk back. Slowly, I reach my hand out to find his arm.

His head turns towards me, "I'm okay,"

"I know," I say.

He moves and I release my touch. He settles down and lets out a deep breath, taking my hand in his, "Thank you,"

"For sure, man," I say, drifting into sleep with his hand in mine.