#I keep overthinking that I still need to pack something or bring something with me in my carry on

[galariangengar]

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[skzdreamz]

Birthday Sex - Seo Changbin

pairing: dom!Changbin x fem!reader warnings: alcohol consumption, pet names, oral receiving (reader) word count: 1.5K

a/n: I’m so sorry for keeping you guys waiting :( my school deadlines are killing me and I was too tired to finish this along with my other SEVEN drafts I’m still working on💔 but I’ll try my best to publish them as soon as possible. I hope you enjoy this one in the meantime

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you and Changbin have been gym buddies ever since you came up to him to ask him for help. he was just doing his basic routine when you noticed him. you were starting your gym journey and had no idea where to begin. what better way to find out than walking up to this buff and handsome man?

after a long period of time of him being your personal trainer, you started to hang out besides the gym as well. you really liked his personality. you found out he was actually very bubbly and loves being all cuddly and sweet to the people he cares about most.

even though you got used to him being so touchy with you the whole day, something was different today. he was even more eager to help you with your squats today. he held you by your hips for support, even though you both know that you don’t really need that. he insisted on helping you, so you didn’t even try to fight it.

you were almost done with your last set of squats when you felt his hand slip to your ass. his fingers touching your cheeks softly. you didn’t really think much of it, since he was just trying to help you. but when he rests his hands on your ass, with no plan of moving his hands, you couldn’t help but think about all the things he could do to you with those hands.

even though Changbin was always so friendly to you, you couldn’t help thinking of him in a not so friendly way. he was the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen and his personality makes it even harder to not fall for him. you try to shake off the thoughts. after you finish your last reps, you turn around to face him and you’re faced with his dark eyes.

you feel your panties already starting to get embarrassingly wet and you can’t help but rub the thighs together. you immediately see his eyes travel down to your legs as you do so, embarrassment washing over you instantly. you look at the ground and fidget with your fingers trying to come up with something to say, but he beat you to it.

“no need to get all shy now baby” he smirks. you look at him and regret it instantly. his dark eyes piercing into your shy ones. your usually outgoing persona flew out the door to moment you met his eyes.

he takes a step forward, his face inching closer to yours. you hold your breath, too scared to even breathe his air. you turn your head in embarrassment, but he grabs your chin and makes you look at him. he brings his face even closer. lips barely touching, as he whispers “I think workout time here is done”

he let’s go of your chin and starts walking away to grab his stuff. you can’t believe what just happened. still struck by the moment you stand there with your eyes wide open. you watch as he finishes packing his stuff and getting ready to get out of the gym. “see you tomorrow for your birthday?” he winks at you.

you can only nod at him. you stand there for a few more minutes, processing what had just happened. were you hallucinating or did he just try to make a move on you. you shake off the thought and tell yourself to not overthink it too much. Changbin has an outgoing personality and loves to tease you, so it’s probably nothing.

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the next day you’re getting ready for your birthday party. you invited some friends over at your place to celebrate. everyone seems to be enjoying their times after arriving at your place. you’re happy to see everyone having fun.

you walk to the kitchen to get another drink. as you were about to pour the vodka in your cup, you get startled by a voice calling your name, making you spill the vodka on your dress. you turn around and see Changbin walking up to you. “sorry I didn’t mean to scare you birthday girl” he chuckles as he grabs some tissues to clean you up.

flashbacks of your little moment at the gym are coming back to you when you feel him wiping away the alcohol on your dress. “I think I just need to change into something else”. as you turn around, he grabs your wrist. “no we’ll fix it, let me help you with that”. you give him a quick nod assuring him it’s fine to follow you to the bathroom.

as soon as you’re both in the bathroom he locks the door. you’re too focused on getting the stain out of your dress to notice him walking towards you. he takes your hand in his. you look up at him with a confused look on your face. “you’re so pretty you know that?” he smiles at you. you don’t know if it’s because of the alcohol, but your whole body starts feeling warm and tingly after hearing him say that.

he brings his free hand to your cheek, softly caressing it. “can I give you a present?” he asks, his gaze on your lips. you feel your cheeks burning up even more. “y-yeah.. sure, don’t you want to give it to me downstairs? I think my friends would like to see all the presents as well” you chuckle nervously. “I don’t think they’d want to see this one” he smirks.

his words shoot right down to your core, making you rub your thighs together. he steps impossibly closer to you, his mouth right by your ear. “I’m going to touch you now, you don’t mind, right?” you hear the smirk in his voice. you grab his face bringing his lips closer to yours. “please”

he wastes no time picking you up and putting you on the sink. he kisses you passionately before traveling down to your jaw and your neck. his kisses are gentle, but the lust is evident. you reach for the hem of his shirt, signaling him to take it off. he brings his face back to yours. “you want it off?” you nod shyly.

“I would make you work for it, but that’s for another day” he lifts you off of the sink, putting you back on your feet. “strip for me” you immediately take off your dress and panties leaving you butt naked in front of him. you feel relieved that you have a bit of alcohol in your system. you were sure you would feel embarrassed standing there naked while he’s still fully clothed.

“you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to see you like this” he caresses your waist, admiring your whole body. you smile like an idiot hearing those words from him. he gives you a few more kisses before picking you up again. you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, keeping him close to you.

he backs you up against the wall. his now hard cock rubbing against your naked cunt. all you can hear is heavy breathing and groans from both you and him. you don’t have to worry about people hearing you, because of the loud music coming from the living room. and you couldn’t be more thankful, because the groans that are slipping past his lips are the most beautiful sounds you’ve ever heard.

you bring your hand down to your cunt, wanting to rub some circles on your clit to relieve the frustration growing in your body. Changbin notices your hand going down and immediately pulls away from your lips. “come on now baby girl..” he says as he let’s his eyes wander down to your hand that’s now covering your cunt. “.. that’s what I’m here for” he smirks.

he puts you back down on your feet. “hold onto me, yeah?” you nod, excitement rushing through your whole body. he starts kissing your neck and traveling down your body. he stops just at your hip. Changbin looks up at you, trying to search for any discomfort. he takes it as a sign to continue once he feels your hand reaching for his locks. he grins and immediately plunges his tongue in your cunts.

his tongue is lapping up all of your juices, making you moan out loud. you mentally thank yourself for putting on some loud music for your friends. the grip on Changbin’s hair is getting tighter and tighter the harsher he starts sucking on your clit. your hand pulling on his hair makes him groans into your cunt.

you feel your high approaching quickly and you’re sure your legs would’ve given up on you if Changbin’s strong arms weren’t wrapped around your thighs. your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you feel your orgasm ripping through your whole body. he guides you through your orgasm, stroking your thighs sweetly.

you don’t even notice Changbin now standing in front of you again. your eyes still closed due to the intense orgasm. he strokes your cheek softly making you open your eyes. you’re met with his loving gaze and you can’t help but connect your lips against his for the nth time that night. time seemed to stand still kissing him so sweetly and being engulfed into his big arms. you’ve never felt this safe.

after what felt like forever, you separate your lips from his. placing your hands on both his cheeks and giving him a quick peck on his nose. he scrunches his nose and flashes you his bright smile that soon changes into a grin.

“there’s another present in your bedroom, wanna check it out?”

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[s0ft-d3cay]

Tab For A Thought?

Shigaraki x Gender Neutral Reader | Another short one, my brain has been absolutely rotting since playing re2 recently. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!!!

Warnings: reader uses they/them, no use of Y/N, reader calls Shigaraki lovely(because he is!!!), playfully Shigaraki,

WC: 657

The usual late night walk through the city with Toumra was a need. The two of you at a convenient store, looking to restock on snacks and drinks. Grabbing the usual snacks in one arm until now. Looking through the options of drinks, unable to choose what flavor of Monster to buy.

"Having trouble choosing?" Tomura appears next you, with an 12 pack of his favorite in hand. Nodding dismissively, glancing at him with a shrug of his shoulders. "Yeah, not sure what I want." Humming out a sigh, eyes lingering on every flavor, and yet not one stood out. "Not even your favorite kind?" Glancing back at the purple and black can, pondering over the choice as an idea forms within. 

Smiling as they began to take a few steps backwards, grabbing the snacks from Tomura’s hands as he replies. "Surprise me with one? I’ll be outside with the food." Facing him with a warm smile, walking over to pay for their future shared snacks. Soon finding themselves outside on the side walk, sitting along the edge as he waited for the blue hair leader. Listening to the outer city noise, the air crisp and warm around them.

Secretly enjoying late night trips with Tomura, they couldn’t help the slight slice of normalcy between the two. That camaraderie of acceptance and vulnerably to one another.  The lack of civilians and cars was to be expected, but the serenity of the silence around them was something the villain seek out daily. As if the whole world had disappeared, leaving the leader and themselves to a peaceful world.

Hearing footsteps trailing near, turning to see Tomura as he sat down beside them on the sidewalk. Bag in his hand with an added nervous grin, he bumps their shoulder. "Getting lost in the night again, healer?" Humming out a light laugh, looking up to the stars. Longing to have that sense of freedom, that craving to truly belong as the stars do. Feeling his gaze, the unusual unsteadiness radiating off of the leader.

"You ready to get back?" Noticing the amount of cop cars increased in this area recently, they’d terrorized a hero corporation a few days back resulting in the cities armed up tactics. Wanting to be extra careful, they nodding. Moving back up to stand up fully, eyes still drifting over the sky.

Tomura follows in suit to his feet, the bag crinkling his gloved hand. He lifts the bag up, vibrant eyes staring with interest as they took the bag. Opening it to reveal, not only the grape flavor Monster, but the rose Monster as well. Heart warming through a plethora of veins at the sight, walking back along side him.

The gaming session was on, like always they'd taken the tab off the Monster. Until now that is, you paused staring at the rose tab. It probably meant nothing and you were overthinking it, but some part of your brain and gut said otherwise. Tomura all but noticed your hesitation, "What, the tab fucked up or something?" He questioned, his back still facing towards you. "No, just thinking…" They responded quietly.

Twisting the can around, observing the black tab and pink can. "About what?" Turning to him holding up the can, curious to his reaction. Tomura glances at the can, red eyes shimmering in playfulness. Taking a few step over to them, he picks up the can from their grasp. Silently braking the tab off in one fluid motion.

He fiddles with it between his fingers, looking back with a soft grin. "What’s going on in that empty head of yours?" He holds up the tab, covering the bottom of it, teasing as he waves the tab in a mocking manner. Bring a hand up, Tomura keeps his hold of the small item, both their fingers barely touching in a moment of pause. Gently pulling the tin object to inspect it, they noticed the bottom no longer intact, smiling as a huffed giggle escaped.

"Didn’t know you could be so romantic, Lovely~" They teased, chuckling as they pocketed the small item.  Sitting back against the bed,  grabbing his controller, he side eyes them as a light flush dusts over his high cheeks. "Me romantic, never." He replied.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights of any of the characters I write about, all the rights go to their respective creators.

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Surprise

Part two

Warnings: smut, dominant Colin, long teasing, fingering, kissing

Words: 4896

Marg woke up alone in bed. She stretched and looked at her watch, it was after ten o'clock. Frightened, she quickly sat up on the bed... and immediately knew that this was not a good idea. She felt nauseous and managed to reach the bathroom at the last minute. She knew she wouldn't like being pregnant. Although from what she once read that nausea is usually only for the first three months, after that it's fine. The worst part is that she has to endure these three months hugging the toilet.

She returned to the bedroom and saw a note on the bedside table. She took it in her hand and began to read:

"Marg,

forgive me for having to leave you alone, but I was forced to go to work. Besides, you were sleeping so sweetly, I didn't want to wake you up. It's a beautiful sight.

I would like to ask you to stay at my house today. Rest, eat well and drink lots of water. Don't worry about being absent from work. I will arrange everything. Ah... and we need to find a good doctor to manage our pregnancy. I want everything to be fine. This is a big news for me. I have a flurry of thoughts. I need to start reading about it. I hope there is a book called "Pregnancy for the resistant". And I apologize to you for my behavior at night... I was, and still am, terrified of becoming a dad. It still doesn't get to me.

Have a great day and see you tonight.

- Colin”

She read the letter several times and felt the tears roll down her cheeks. It had been a long time since she had read anything so sweet. She got emotional, plus the state she was in doubled her weepy reaction.

Suddenly she got a notification of a new message on her phone. She reached for it and saw that it was Colin.

“Hey, my love… I'm thinking, you know how we talked about getting married..., that maybe we should think about it before the baby is born. It will be less of a hassle. I'll get the money somehow. Well, it's probably a little early to think about such things, but my overthinking makes me crazy and I had to write you about it. Just so I wouldn't forget.

I hope you feel better."

She smiled softly as she read the message.

"Hey, sweetie.... I understand you completely. I'm also thinking a lot about it. We only found out a few hours ago, and there are a lot of questions in my head that I don't know the answers to. Focus on your work, even though I know it's not easy. And I beg you not to tell anyone about anything at work. We don't need gossip right now. When the time is right, we will tell them everything ourselves.

I don't feel good, I feel terrible. I need sleep, that's for sure.

Thank you for your sweet letter xoxo"

He answered really quick:

"Okay, we'll talk when I get back. I won't bother you anymore. Rest and remember to drink water, I don't want you to get dehydrated or worse faint when I'm not at home.

See you later."

“See you later, Colin”

She went to the kitchen to get water and returned to the bedroom. Sleep came very quickly.

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Colin was counting down the minutes until he left work. He couldn't wait to see his beloved again. He had a good feeling that everything would be fine between them. That maybe the pregnancy would bring them closer together. He cared about Marg. He loved her and could imagine a future with her. Now not only with her. He hoped she forgave him for his betrayal. They honestly didn't talk about it at night. No... it's not worth revisiting the subject. It's just that Colin needs to keep his dick in his pants and be polite and devoted only to Marg.

- And we are planning to get married.... oh my god... everything is happening so fast - he said to himself and hid his face in his hands, sighing loudly.

He was finally able to return home. He packed his documents and drove home. As soon as he got out of the car, he felt excitement. Marg was at his house waiting for him. It had been a long time since he had felt something like this.

He crossed the threshold of the house with a smile and closed the door behind him.

- Marg? I’m home! - announced his arrival and hung his coat on the hanger.

- Oh Colin - Marg came out of the kitchen. She went up to him and hugged him tightly - I missed you and out of this longing I cooked dinner for us - she smiled broadly.

- That's great - he kissed her on the cheek - I see that you feel better.

- Yes, it's better, let's hope tomorrow is just as good. Go wash your hands, we are about to eat.

- Yes sir - he saluted her and went to the bathroom.

He smiled at his reflection in the mirror. He felt relaxed. The very proximity of Marg had that effect on him.

- Something smells really good. Is it chicken? - he walked into the kitchen. He approached Marg and embraced her from behind, kissing her neck - You also smell beautiful - he closed his eyes savoring it.

- You guessed it, it's chicken. Pass me the plates, please.

- I can see that you feel really comfortable in my house - he laughed, handing her what she asked for.

- You know, I spent almost the whole day in here. I rummaged through every cabinet and drawer - she said with a serious face.

- You're kidding... - he felt himself getting weak.

- Yes, I'm joking - she laughed out loud - geez, I scared you - she laughed even louder.

- Do you think it's funny? I wonder how you would feel in my place?

- I have nothing to hide - she shrugged her shoulders and carried the plates to the table.

- Actually... then I have nothing to hide either.

- Then why did you get so stressed? Suspicious - she laughed again - let's have dinner, I'm hungry.

They passed dinner with pleasant conversation. They really had a lot of new topics to talk about. The pregnancy, the wedding... Colin's work had now faded into the background. He himself felt good about it. He didn't like to talk about his work. It made it impossible for him to relax. Everything that happened during the day came back to him like a boomerang and crushed him to a pulp. The only thing he dreamed of at the time was going to bed. But now he felt free and light. The smile did not come off his lips.

- You know what... I think so, when I look at you now, that you will look really sexy with extra pregnancy pounds - he smiled broadly at her.

- Stop, I don't even want to think about it. I don't want to get fat.

- I think you have no control over it. It's rather natural that your body will change. Certainly for the better - he said with the smirk.

- Don't you like my body? - Marg raised an eyebrow.

- No... that's not what I meant. Your body is perfect, and it will be even better. I love your shapes, especially your breasts and buttocks.

- You are lucky, because I already wanted to be offended - she showed him her tongue.

- Oh, don't show me your tongue. It has a bad effect on me.

- Oh, really?

- Yes, my dirty thoughts are raging.

- Ah, yes... your overthinking... sometimes it's probably not so bad - she said with a smirk.

- But, back to your body. You will always be beautiful, no matter how your body changes after pregnancy.

- You're cute. You will definitely be a good dad.

Colin reached out his hand toward Marg and stroked her belly gently. He looked into her eyes.

- I can't wait to see you with baby on your arms, you're gonna be the best mom - he kissed her softly.

- I hope so - she kissed him back.

- And of course I'm gonna be the best dad, my sweet princess... I want to be here for the baby every step of the way, I wanna be here throughout the whole adventure in our way to becoming a family - he smiled at her - but... can I be honest and ask a question? Would you be offended if I'm too honest?

- Ask what you want - she kissed him again - oh I really love your lips.

- Yeah, I really like yours too, I love how they feel when they're teasing me - he chuckled softly as kissed her back - but anyway, I was wondering.... do you know that I can't wait to see you with a bigger belly? Would you mind if I was very curious about that?

- No, baby, I understand that you’re curious about pregnancy stuff. I’m so curious too. I guess my belly will be way bigger then now. Baby will grow up so need more space - she kissed him again, this time more passionate - oh my goodness, I can't take myself away from your mouth, my hormones are going crazy!

- Oh yes, the baby will grow... oh.... and yes, me too, your hormones and the way you look now.... I’m getting crazy just thinking about it, I really understand why you want more now.

- I need you so much right now, especially your lips… everywhere - she groaned.

- My lips, my hands, my arms, my... everywhere, right? - he chuckled and kissed her again, this time harder and more passionately.

- Yes, everywhere, Colin…

- Oh... now I know you're getting crazy... I think all your hormones have taken over your mind... what if I help you with that?

- How? - she sighed.

He smiled and put his arm around her waist, helping her up from the table.

- I think you'll like what I got in mind...

Colin pressed his body firmly against hers, leaned her against the wall and started kissing her again, making sure she didn't move an inch because he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.

- What else do you have for me? - she interrupted the kiss.

- Hmm... I was thinking of having some fun, just the two of us - he smiled - and I guess we'd have to make sure that the baby doesn't feel anything, what do you say?

- Our baby is the size of a bean. Don't worry, it won't feel a thing - she laughed.

He laughed as well and kissed her mouth passionately.

- Good answer... so what's your answer on my question? Would you like to have some fun?

- You know my answer - she bit her lip.

- That's what I like to hear... let's not waste anymore time then - he grabbed her hand to lead her to the bedroom and start doing what they love.

- Colin?

- Huh? Yes, sweetie?

- You don’t need to be gentle with me today.

- Oh, you think so? Would you like me to be a little rougher with you? - he smirked.

- Do whatever you want with me - she groaned.

- Now, you’re talking…

- Yes, Colin… I’m all yours.

- Now I definitely love that way you're talking today, let's get to the bedroom, I have something you'll love to see...

- What? A gift?

- Hmm, you know that I love buying you nice presents, but this one is more... intimate, for you and I to have some private fun.

- Okay then, can’t wait to see that - she was really curious.

- Oh, you'll love it, I'm sure of that... - he led her to the bedroom and opened the door.

- Let me see it. What is it?

After letting her in, he closed the door slowly and stood right in front of her.

- Close your eyes dear, and don't open them until I tell you to, can you do that for me?

- Of course.

- Good, I knew I could count on you... now, close your eyes tightly and don't peek at anything until I tell you, okay?

- I promise - she covered her eyes.

- That's the girl I know, you're such an obedient one... are you sure you want me to trust you? - he whispered teasingly in her ear and kissed her cheek.

- Yes.

Colin chuckled softly with a slight sparkle in his eyes.

- Alright then, you can keep your eyes closed, I'll tell you when to open then...

He brought his hands slowly to her eyes to check if she hasn't peeked.

- Good girl…

- Yes, but I'm a good girl just for you.

- Oh, is that so? So if I wasn't here, you'd be a very bad girl... who would you rather be submissive and obedient to rather than me?

- Submissive and obedient.... just for you - she whispered.

- Good... that's the way I like my sweet princess. Now, you can open your eyes.

He smiled gently and put his hands on her waist, wanting to see her reaction to what he had prepared.

- Oh… you are… naked - she smiled broadly.

- Yeah, and just let your eyes slowly go down and see what I've got prepared for you... - he laughed.

- Oh… I really like what I see - she bit her lip.

- I was hoping you'd like it...

He moved his fingers over her shoulder and leaned her body against the bed, then moved a little closer to her face, looking into her eyes.

- But now, my second question…

He paused for a moment as he moved his body close to hers more.

- Would you like to do more than just look?

- I’d love to… oh Colin…

- I hope so…

He chuckled softly and whispered in her ear, teasingly.

- But now, we should have a bit of fun... I think you'll like what I have in mind, you will enjoy this...

- Go on, Colin - she whispered.

Also, he began whispering in her ear, stroking her sides and caressing her body with his fingers.

- I want you to just lay back, relax and let me do all of the work... do you think you can handle that, princess?

- I'll try, but I'm sure I can handle it - she kissed him passionately.

- Good... I was kinda counting on you handling this.

He rested her completely on the bed, then lay down on top of her and began to passionately caress her body.

All she was able to do at that moment was sigh loudly.

- Let me take your clothes off.

- Yes…

He did it very slowly, teasing her.

- I love to tease you…

- Colin…

He pulled her a little closer and pressed his body against hers, beginning to kiss her neck and all over her body, going down and taking his time to enjoy every inch.

- You’re so hungry, Colin - her back arched.

- What can I say? I get really hungry sometimes... you're just too delicious to me - he chuckled.

He grabbed her thighs as his kisses went down, and then he murmured.

- Now, I think I'm gonna take my sweet time enjoying all of you, so stay still...

- It's really hard for me not to move when you give me so much pleasure, but I'll keep trying - she sighed loudly.

- I know it is, but like I said... this is all about you and me enjoying ourselves, so you'll just have to let me handle that...

As he continued caressing her body, he suddenly stopped and whispered in her ear.

- Now, I think it's time for me to take this to another level...

- Do it, Colin… - she groaned.

He smiled gently, biting his lips, became a little more serious.

- Okay, now, I want you to stay still and not move at all, I'm about to do something I think will feel very good.

- Oh, I’m sure about that - she whispered.

He pressed her body tighter to the bed, moving on top of her in such a way that their bodies were completely connected. He wanted her to be completely vulnerable.

- I’m all yours… - she wrapped her arms around his neck.

- Good, now I want you to trust my hands completely, okay?

He grabbed each of her wrists and placed them above her head, leaving her fully vulnerable.

- I trust you and your hands - she smiled at him.

- I'm glad you trust me, because I'm gonna use my hands to make you feel so much pleasure... I want you to let these hands do all the work by themselves.

- I want everything, I’m waiting - she tried to move to get more pleasure.

- No, no, no, no moving at all, you stay still, let your body take all of the pleasure I can give you, okay?

- I’m so hungry, give me that pleasure, please - she moved again under him.

- Oh my god, you're not following my instructions at all... - he grumbled at her - you want me to give you pleasure? Don't move right now, not even a bit, or I'll stop.

- I will now be a good and hungry girl. I'm not moving, I understand - she moaned.

He smirked.

- Good girl... now, I'm gonna take care of you and see if you can handle my touch.

As soon as he finished saying this, he began to put his hands all over her body, exploring every inch of her body with his palms, stroking and caressing her skin.

She moaned loudly.

His hands started to trace little circles on her body, every soft touch feels absolutely divine, he's making sure that nothing is going to distract her.

- Colin! - she moaned again.

He felt heat all over his body when he heard her moan.

- Such a good and hungry girl... are you sure you're still not trying to move?

- I’m sure, I promise to be a good girl and hungry of course - she laughed a little.

- Good... you better not be lying to me.

He continued to let his hands explore her body, starting to go higher up her legs. He did not stop teasing her.

She moaned loudly once again.

The sound of her moans filled him with anticipation, the higher he goes, the more the moans increase... He stopped right at her hips and whispered into her ear with a smirk on his face.

- Now, I think you're finally gonna like what I have to show you, right?

- I already love everything - she moans loudly again.

He bit his lips softly as he continues caressing the sides of her hips slowly and passionately, but then he stopped, because he knew she likes it when she can feel his body heat.

- Colin… don’t stop - she whispered.

- Now I think I want to make you feel something even better... I want to make you feel something absolutely spectacular.

- Give me that, Colin!

He nodded softly and leaned back slightly, his hands slowly moved down her body, reached the junction of her thighs and began to caress her there, slowly and calmly, he took his time. She was so wet there and so soft.

- I'm gonna enjoy teasing you for a while... you can give in right now and accept what I'm going to do to you, or we simply can wait a bit more... - he whispered in her ear, squeezing one of her thighs tightly.

- I give in now! oh Colin I love everything you do to me! - she moaned lightly.

- Good girl... now, you wanna know what I have for you?

- Yes! Yes!

- Okay then, how about I just do a little bit more exploring and I show you that with my hands, would you like that? - he sighed - So, I think I'll start moving my hands towards...

- Yes, Colin I want everything you have for me! Move your hands toward…

He put two fingers inside her. And began to move gently.

She moaned even louder than before.

- Oh I know what you want - he kissed her passionately.

- I’m so hungry, Colin! - she bite his lower lip.

He smirked and then whispered softly as he stroked his other hand down her body.

- Then let me feed you exactly what you're hungry for - he inserted a third finger into her, trying to push them in as deep as he could.

- Oh… I’m so hungry for you! - she screamed.

- Love this answer. I’m so hungry for you, and only you.

- Oh Colin! Faster! - she groaned.

- You know this is what I was building up to...

He began to push his fingers into her faster, massaging her pleasure button with his thumb.

- Exactly there, Colin!

- Oh, yeah?

- Yes!

His movements became more precise and faster, more rhythmic. He liked to make her squirm.

- Oh don’t stop moving your hands and kiss me. I need your lips on mine - she tried to move.

- You're trying to move, sweetie, remember what I said I'd do to you if you didn't keep still? Please don't make me stop what I'm doing to you...

- I’m sorry, but you’re making me squirm - she groaned.

- Good, you're supposed to be squirming and begging for more, don't forget that you asked for all of this... - he smiled - Do you want me to stop?

- No!

- Good girl... Now, how about I just keep these hands going the way they're going right now and they'll never stop... Do you want that?

- Oh my God, Colin! - she screamed.

He smiled and gave her a passionate long kiss.

- Oh trust me... I never will... If it was up to me, I'd keep going until I had no more energy to move - he laughed.

- I know you have enough energy to pleasure me now - she kissed him back hungrily.

He moaned and kissed her back passionately and eagerly.

- I love your hands! - she moaned into his mouth.

- I love knowing that you like my hands so much... I'm sure you'd like them more by the end.

He continued to move his fingers inside her hot insides, while massaging her breasts with his other hand. He sucked on her nipples. He was so hungry.

- Oh! This is what I want! Exactly there!

He returned to gently biting her neck and licking her.

- You’re a master in this, Colin. Don’t you dare to stop - she moaned softly.

- I swear, I won't... I'd never stop doing this to you...

He hugged his body tighter to hers, and then pulled her body closer to his, continuing to touch her there slowly and passionately, his hands never stopping.

- I’m about to…, you exactly know what! - she almost screamed.

- Oh yeah? You're already this close, huh?

- Yes! - she started to squirm, and breathe heavily, she was so close.

- Keep still, let's see if you can stop yourself... - he kissed her - you can't move at all now, okay?

- I promise not to move, but don’t stop, please - she screamed loudly.

- Then don't move and don't make a noise, okay? - he whispered to her ear.

- It’s so hard to be quiet, you’re so good to me - she moans loudly.

- It doesn't matter... keep still and quiet, okay? Or I'm gonna have to use my hands in such a way that won't let you make sounds anymore.

- Oh make me quiet, Colin. It’s so hard to make no noises - she moaned loudly.

- You sure about that? It might not be as fun as you imagine... - he began stroking her lower lip.

- Do it, please! - she bit her lip to be quite.

Once again bent over her body, his face now right in front of hers.

- You asked for it...

He pressed his hands firmly on top of her mouth and started to cover her with his body, stopping her from making any sounds, he pulled back slightly.

- I'm not gonna let you make a sound until you beg me to stop.

She nodded her head as a sign that she understood.

He pulled back a bit and give her a deep and long kiss. He laughed and stooped making out with her for a second. He was breathing heavily.

- Now, we're playing that game aren't we? So, let me hear you, how far can you go without begging me to stop? Be honest with me, okay?

Again she nodded her head to confirm.

- Good girl…

He sighs softly and let's go from her mouth.

- So, what do you think? You can take more of this?

- I’m still hungry, so yes I do - she moans softly.

- Perfect response, that's what I wanted to hear...

He moved his hands back to her mouth again, covered them to shut her up and pulled her body very close to his, his hips are all up to her body now, he's going to move just a little bit more just to get her even more hungry.

She was breathing hard through her nose, her body trembling with delight.

- Oh god, you're trembling, I can feel it through my body... and you're breathing so deeply and quickly... - he whispered.

She sighed deeply and closed her eyes, waiting for more delights.

He leaned forward a bit more, starting to move his hands all over her body again, his hips now pressed against her.

Colin heard a loud moan of delight.

- Let's see how much you can take, before I give you more of what you're craving... - he whispered to her ear.

She looked at him with wide-open eyes and nodded.

Again he began to massage her hot entrance. He pushed her rhythmically and continuously. Again he felt her trembling and squirming.

Her body trembled, she was close to fulfillment. She closed her eyes.

- Oh, you're close again, aren't you? I can tell... I know your body so well by now...

Her body arched as she reached fulfillment. She let out a loud and long sigh. She breathed hard trying to calm down after such a strong sensation.

He moved back slightly, no longer covering her mouth with his fingers, and let her breathe, watching her carefully, waiting.... waited for her to signal him that she wanted more.

Still breathing heavily, she slowly calmed down. She smiled at Colin, seeing the expression on his face.

- Don't look at me like that, so obscene, you made me tired. I don't even have the strength to move - she laughed.

He laughed softly and hugged her, his face has a satisfied look as he smiles softly at her.

- Oh, that was quite the reaction, I'd say I did my job well... do you want more or do you think you've had enough for now?

- That's enough for today. You really made me tired. But... Colin? What about your pleasure? You gave me so much joy, and all you got return was my pleasure - she smiled at him.

- Oh, trust me when I say this... It was worth it, I don't mind not getting much in return if it means that I get to give you what you enjoy the most - he kissed her softly.

- Oh, you are so sweet. I promise to make you happy soon too. You have so much stress at work, you need to relax - she stroked his head.

- I have all of the relaxation I need right here with you... It's always a good de-stresser after a long day at work... How about we just keep relaxing now? - he closed his eyes and hugged her.

- So you're tired after giving me so much pleasure? I knew it! You need rest, my lover. Let's get some sleep. But first, please get off me, you're heavy - she laughed and kissed his forehead.

- Sorry, sweetie... you're right, I do need some rest... and I can tell I'll sleep like a baby because of this...

He slowly moves away from her and lays down next to her. He closes his eyes and sighs deeply.

- I love you, Mr Zabel.

- I love you too, my dear.

[cutelittleriot]

Return to origin chapter 9

Branch wakes up to Poppy groaning in pain. He knew it was only a matter of time before he would hear it and he is prepared and ready to help.

Heading over to his girlfriends sleeping bag he gently picks her up and brings her over to his bed and covers her up it's better to lay on something soft for when your in pain.

"Thanks Branch" Poppy says trying to smile at him before groaning. He heads over and gets the ice pack along with some berries and herbs that help reduce pain. Mixing them together he makes a mixture for her to drink.

"Here drink this it will help ease the pain" He says holding out a spoon for her to drink from. She smells it and grimaces. "Ugh why does it have to smell like that?" She grimaces before quickly swallowing it but it was obvious it tasted horrible.

He goes over and grabs the ice packs he had prepared and lays them on her legs,she jolts a bit from the cold at first but soon relaxes. "Thanks Branch really I mean it" She says giving her signature overbite that he loves and her fangs make him love her even more even though he though that wasn't possible but then again you can never love someone too much.

"I'm going back to sleep haven't been able to sleep well for a couple hours" Poppy says turning over in her bed. "I will be close by if you need me just call alright?" He says and she nods before closing her eyes and he quietly leaves the room.

He has around until lunch before the claws come in if his math is right so he needs to prepare. He could make that soup again it's simple but tasty and good for a person who can't exactly leave their bed at the moment.

Nodding he heads to his kitchen and begins to make himself some breakfast along with prepping the ingredients for the soup. He has himself a simple breakfast. After filling himself up he puts the ingredients in the pot and sets it to slow simmer to really bring out the flavor and so it would be ready near lunch.

After finishing up and cleaning up the mess he suddenly comes to a realization. Since waking up nothing hurts. Nothing felt weird well other than having a new appendage in the form of a tail but not like how it was yesterday. He felt completely fine.

"Is......is the transformation complete?" He asks himself. Giving himself a onceover maybe two or three times more just to be safe he was the same as he was as when he went to bed last night. No other new appendages, no pains,no aches nothing.

He wants to laugh,it's over this utter nightmare of a week is over. That means after today Poppy only has one more stage and then she is done. She can finally leave his bunker becuase he knows what she is like when stuck in one place for too long it's just not in her nature unlike him.

He just wonders how the other trolls are going to react to them. He knows he is probably overthinking and they are some of the most accepting trolls out there but still there is always that little thought in the back of his mind, if they could forgive and accept the bergens they can accept him.....hopefully.

Shaking his head and ridding himself of those thoughts for now he decides on what to do while waiting for the soup to finish cooking. He could hear Poppy was still asleep and wasn't in pain at the moment so that's good any second where she isn't in pain is good.

He let's his mind wonder on what to do when one rears its head. When he went out the other day he tried walking,well standing on all fours and when he did he remembered it felt wrong almost like something was missing. Maybe now since this transformation seems to be complete maybe he can try again.

Looking at his paws,his new legs and his tail he sighs and first tried the same position he did when he went out. To his surprise it felt.... good, better than last time because of the pawpads on his feet. He begins to walk a bit and to his surprise he felt fine,nothing set wrong or missing like last time. His tail swaying as he walked as if to help him keep his balance.

To be honest he sort of....liked walking like this....he really hopes this isn't just some sort of instinct that was telling him this.

He still preffered to walk on 2 legs but he might start doing this when he is alone,or out scavenging or collecting stuff for his bunker. Getting back up he decides to head to his bathroom. He needs to take a look at himself again.

Heading to the bathroom he closes his eyes before reopening them as he takes in his reflection. He looks himself again in the mirror taking a good long look at himself. He places a paw on the mirror and smiles.Even with all of his new features you could easily tell it was him. He wasn't unrecognizable like he thought he was going to be.

Despite everything that happened he was still himself.

After taking one last look at himself he heads out. He decides to finish working on the book now that the transformation is seemingly complete. Grabbing it he takes a seat on his couch only to wince as he sat on his tail. "Right have to get used to this thing,that means I can't sit the way I used to anymore" He complains as be adjusts himself,this tail was going to take some getting used to.

As if knowing that he was complaining the tail thumps on the couch. Glaring at his tail he gets back to writing. Now that he has all his data he can really get to work. He is at it for a few hours up until near lunchtime. Just enough time to give Poppy her lunch and then prepare for her claws to come in.

He decides to put away the book in a drawer near his workbench and head back to the kitchen. The soup is just about done so he decides to go check on Poppy and he can tell that she is starting to wake up.

"Hey Poppy how are you doing?" He asks even though he knows she is pain it's still good to ask. "Hurting but I'm doing alright for now,though I can tell its almost time for these claws to come out I just want them out already " She complains to him.

He places his paw in hers "Don't worry it's almost time until then how about I get you some soup? I made more of the one we had a few days ago" he suggests and she nods happily as she really did enjoy it.

Going to the kitchen real quick he quickly returns with a bowl of hot soup and it smells absolutely delicious. "Mmmmm that smells so good" Poppy says as she takes the bowl from him. His tail wags at the compliment but he ignores it. "You know Poppy I can feed you if you need me to,not that you aren't capable I'm just offering!" He says trying to explain himself.

She just laughs at her boyfriend being his usual self "Its ok Branch I understand what you mean. I'm fine for now really but thank you for offering" She says happily enjoying her soup.

"So I got some good news for us after your tail grows in I am 99.9 percent sure that will be the final stage after that it will be complete" He says excited. She looks up at him her eyes gleeful "Really? Are you sure?! She asks hopeful she has been getting just a bit stir crazy and she can't wait to get outside to see her friends again. She has no idea how Branch stayed in his bunker so much but then again she didn't go through what he went through when he was younger.

"Yep pretty sure I checked myself over and nothing hurts, nothing new is growing, nothing feels weird, I feel completely fine" He says gesturing to himself. "Alright! Only one more day to go and then we are out of here!" Poppy exclaims excited she wishes she could get up and express herself more but she knows better than to do that with the current state of her legs.

"Yep its almost over" Branch says having gotten over his excitement a while ago but is still happy for his girlfriend. She soon finished the soup but doesn't ask for seconds she doesn't want to loose her lunch on accident when her claws come in. She certainly lost hers when she saw......it happening so she wants to be safe.

Branch takes the empty bowl back to the kitchen when his ears shoot up in alarm as he hears Poppys breath hitches and he quickly runs back to his room almost running on all fours as he makes it back quickly.

"Are you ok Poppy are your claws coming out?!" He frantically asks. "No but it's just about time I can feel it" She says wincing. He nods and grabs the paper towels ready at a moments notice. She chuckles at how attentive he is being right now,how did she get so lucky? She asks herself that all the time.

While waiting the two decide to play some card games to pass the time but not long into the second game her breath hitches as she yelps in pain. "Its time!" She yells as she grabs her scratching board gripping it tightly with her claws.

Branch nods and gently pulls back the overs and right before his very eyes in a matter of seconds small white claws rip out of the slits that were on her paws dripping with blood. Quickly he cleans them off and they quickly retract back into her feet. While cleaning he sees that her feet are close to being the same shade of pink as her paws.

"There we go it's done" He tells her and she sighs. The easy one was done now they wait for the part they were dreading the most. "Wow that hurt alot, I can only imagine what's coming next" Poppy says slightly panting from the pain. "Yeah there is no true way I can describe it it was just pure pain for me agonizing pain" Branch winces at the memory of it and the sounds of his screams.....he didn't even know he could scream that loud.

"So what do you want to do now? Do you want to finish playing out game or....." Branch trails off awkwardly. "Hmmm oooh how about we finish our game and then I can go back to my scrapbook! I'm almost done I'm on the last chapter" She tells him but he just looks concerned.

"Are you sure your up to scrapbook with....you know this?" He gestures to her legs. "Yep don't worry I will stop when it gets to be too much" She explains but that didn't lessen his concerns much but relents and gives her the scrapbook along with the materials.

She goes to show him what she has done so far and he has to admit that it looks good and not overly violent. Like with the fangs stage she made it to where your teeth just comically fall out not mentioning pain at all and there isn't any blood to be seen. She doesn't show anything violent with the claws and just that they grew from your paws and she even managed to make the leg transformation not as bad.

For the next few hours she continues to scrapbook as he watches beside her content to just watch her do the thing she loves to do. His tail swaying in happiness at the tranquillity of the scene he even purred a few times when she pets one of his ears every once in a while.

Though he could tell the pain was getting to her as her wincing became more and more frequent,she would take longer breaks before going back but before long she can't scrapbook anymore and has to stop. He quickly puts away the materials and turns back to Poppy who is panting more often. It was almost time,his heart is pounding like absolute crazy at the moment. Quadruple checking making sure everything is ready for the inevitable.

He keeps pacing back and forth as he continues to rub his hands together, it was his sort of nervous habit as his tail keeps twitching showing just how concerned he was getting. "Branch" Poppy calls for him and he has never run so fast. "Is it time?! I will get the-" "No no it's not that" She tells him stopping him in his tracks as he tilts his head confused.

"Branch it's ok you went through this remember? We know what to prepare for we have everything we need right here we just need to be patient and wait that's all we can do" She says gently grabbing his paw and he nods.

He sits beside her and the intervals between her groans and winces were getting shorter and shorter. "Branch I think it's time we use that gag before it's too late" Poppy says before yelping. He nods and quickly gravity and wraps it around her mouth as she bites down. She gives a muffled thank you before turning her head sideways wincing again.

It's almost time he can feel it in his bones. He hands her the scratching board and she quickly begins to scratch at it trying to release some of the stress she is having right now.

With nothing to do but what he lays his head on the bed beside her she tries to stroke his hair but every minute or so she winces and when she does ends up grabbing his hair on accident. Only maybe a half hour passes before he hears her breath hitch as her grip on her scratching board tightens so hard he thinks its going to break, and begins to scream.

Even through the makeshift gag it was still pretty loud. Twisting and turning her head like crazy as she continues to scream as tears come out of her eyes. He can't stand seeing his girlfriend in such pain but it has to happen and there's nothing he can do to help.

*Crack*

*Snap*

*Pop*

*Crunch*

His ears pin back against his head. When he heard it it wasn't as loud due to his screaming but here he can hear it in all of its horrifying glory. Gulping at what he was about to see he lifts the covers and stares.

Just like what happened to him he witnesses Poppy's legs rearrange themselves and change shape all the while making those sounds. He has no idea how Poppy didn't pass out seeing this. He wants to throw up he really does but he can't he needs to be here for her.

After what seems like forever when in reality it was only 2 minutes her legs finally become the same digigrade shape as his and the sounds stop as does Poppy's screaming.

Going over to her he removes the gag from her "Is it.....finally.....over?" She asks while panting hard. "Yep its done no more pain the worst part is over" He reassures her and she smiles before soon falling asleep from the stress and adrenaline.

Now that the worst part is over he removes everything he had put in here for this situation and begins to put them away. All the while doing that he has to agree with Poppy. He doesn't know if he will ever be able to froget what he witnessed let alone heard.

He manages to hold in his lunch thankfully but only barely. He surely hopes nobody else eats that fruit,he doesn't want to wish that upon any troll. Shaking his head after making sure was back to its proper place he heads back into his room and he is going to have her leep in his bed tonight, she needs it and he can go one day without his bed besides he can just use her sleeping bag.

Quickly doing his nightly routine he turns off the light and lays down in her sleeping bag.

'One more day and then it's all over no more pain' with that final thought he falls asleep.

Bonus

I did each stage of branchs transformation enjoy I drew what his claws looked like unsheathed for those curious.

Can't wait to show you guys what Poppy looks like next chapter so excited :D

[totaleclipse573]

Hey! I would like to know more about Evelyn's amnesia because amnesiac characters fascinate me. :) Was it a traumatic brain injury? Was It related to the gravity gem? Does she ever get flashes of her old memories? What would have to happen for Evelyn to get all her memories back?

Yeah this took long I was overthinking 😅 Anyways

(Slams fist on table) YOU. YOU ASK FOR EVELYN LORE?? (Technically anyway.) I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT. I HAVE BEEN ASKED TO OC RANT. THIS IS SO SO GREAT. I’VE HAD THIS IN MIND SINCE SHE WAS BEING DRAWN. SHE WAS JUST TRYING TO GO AND HAVE FUN.

Bit of a long post warning bc it will basically be an Evelyn lore post, as her amnesia led to a BUNCH of things happening with her lore wise.

So, to set the scene and all that, I want to go to a little bit before THAT happened. Evelyn grew up in a multitude of places, due to both of her parents being archeologists who weren't around often, but still cared deeply for their two kids. It inspires Evelyn, who wants to go off and explore new places in the world that they’ve never been to before. And now that she’s old enough to do so, she’s waving her family goodbye. Kit doesn’t want to see her go!! :(

But she makes a promise to her little brother, that regardless of where she ends up, she’ll always come back to see him. She’d never forget about him! She and Kit were always really close, despite all their petty sibling arguments. Played around and joked a lot…he would miss that.

Her parents are all over the place about this. Does she know where she’s going??? Does she have a set plan?? Where will she stay? Did she pack everything she needed for this kind of thing? We’ve been traveling for a long time, you know, you know what you should be bringing right?? Oh god what if she gets lost??? What if she’s not happy where she ends up?? Of course they support her but it’s kinda risky when you think too much about it-

Evelyn ASSURES them that she’ll be fine XD She has a set first destination place, knows where she’ll be living, has a method of transportation she’ll need to get to, AND KNOWS HOW TO, DON’T WORRY, and she’s sure she’ll be very happy there. And don’t worry, she also has a set date to come back and visit (Kit is already marking his calendar.)

With that and a bit more being said, she’s finally off! Her family was currently in this really weird area…she thinks her parents were involved with some kind of cave exploration? And that’s why they moved near here? (Don’t ask how there is a house near this place. It’s for the plot. I haven’t thought about the logic of that specifically yet XD) Not seeing any caves around here smh…..

Turns out they were underground caves. Everything goes downhill from here :D

Slight misstep, the ground apparently wasn’t very solid at this point of the long journey just to get to transportation from this area, and it caused her to fall through. Upon impact with the ground after the long fall, she passed out, suffering a severe traumatic brain injury. (Not dead! Somehow. Plot.)

Much later, she woke up with no memories. No memory of why she was here, where this was, why she couldn’t think, why she felt so, SO dizzy, nauseous, why everything was blurry and confusing….why was she bleeding? Maybe if she could get up, she could find out why…?

Well that made everything feel so much worse.

Trying to walk was hard. She was all shaky and unbalanced. Something bugged her to keep going, though. She didn’t know what, but it was there. So she did, even if it felt awful. And, after what felt like an eternity…light? Light that hurt her eyes…everything else was dark. Maybe that was where she had to go. 

Soon enough, rocks. Many rocks. Beneath a pile of large ones,  she could see a faint glow. A bluish one? Maybe she should try and get it out…she can’t move the rocks, they’re far too heavy. That was a dumb idea. Obviously better one : there seems to be a crack in between these rocks where the glowy thing is glowing. Put the hand in. 

Confused and very much unable to think clearly, she made an attempt to reach in and grab whatever the source of the glow was. It only resulted in her hand remaining stuck in there. After a little while things seemed hopeless. She had just doomed herself in the stupidest way possible! Great work, Evelyn. (Where did that name come from…?)

Then, she had decided to give up struggling. 

There was soon a searing pain on the back of the hand trapped in the rock pile. She could do nothing but scream, it wouldn't stop, the light was becoming brighter by the second. Unknown to her, the glow had come from a strange gem that had, too, been stuck between the rocks. And it was forcibly attaching itself to her own hand. Burning away at her glove so that it could fuse onto her fur. The pain was eventually over, and the burning feeling stopped, but Evelyn felt far more drained then before. To this day she claims the gem "saved her" from what would have been an eternal prison. It had some kind of special power... like it could manipulate gravity itself. Both she and the rocks had floated, after all. What other explanation was there for that? After she escaped from the cave, she was found by Eggman, who took notice of these odd abilities she seemed to have. Although the cause of this was probably the gem on her hand, she could still be useful. Perhaps there would be some way to remove it and dispose of her later (there was not. There were attempts. She has scars to prove it. But she agreedto everything, so…)

Thus, Evelyn instead ended up joining the Eggman Empire, with no memory of her past other than the cave incident, and this. Its all she knows, and oftentimes she wonders why that is. Even so, she learns to adapt to her new life, gaining a newer, (annoyingly, to some) sassier personality. She once rivaled with Starline, but quit shortly after he was fired, realizing she wanted to do and find things out her own way, do whatever SHE chose to do, rather then just following Eggman around all the time.

As of now, she is on a team with Starline (ironically, although they still do despise one another.) and Doleon, which is called "Team Gem." She isn't around all the time, but even so is the most qualified to be called their "leader" of sorts. She's still very lost on her past, but tries to convince herself that if she hasn't been able to remember it for all this time now, then it probably wasn't worth remembering, and that she should focus more on the now. Whether or not that was for the best...she tries not to think to hard about that one.

Her parents and Kit had no idea what had happened to her. Was she lost? Had something bad happened to her? Had she gotten too caught up in her adventures and forgotten to pick up the phone? Every single time…? Had she lied when she said she would come back…? That doesn’t seem like her. They also notice how it’s affecting Kit, too. Look at him, his ears are droopy all the time now…clearly he wasn’t in a good state. They’d still try and look for Evelyn, but Kit needed a lot of comforting. He thinks he’s been abandoned by his own sister…

…Where did he go??

>:D

Now, as for the other two questions : 

She doesn’t exactly get flashes? More like feelings. Feelings that a certain thing or place or person might be familiar. Extreme deja vu. Never ends up going full circle into a revived memory though

I don’t know if she CAN get her old memories back tbh. Maybe a few, if something really big happened, but never all of them. She’ll never have her whole past back. But that’s okay, the present is pretty great for her, it seems. Why live in the past at all?

[just-horrible-things]

‘Verse: Box Boy Universe Story: A Girl Called Spider Timeline: Early training

Crying [ First | Next ]

Rayce sits at the backmost table in the canteen, glumly dunking shortbread in his coffee. He keeps losing bits, and he knows they’re piling up as sludge at the bottom of the mug. It's making the prospect of actually drinking the coffee less and less appealing.

He barely notices his supervisor approaching until Mitchell sits opposite him, holding a mug of his own. Rayce offers him the – now substantially depleted – pack of shortbread, and gets a puzzled look in return.

“What’s eating you, kiddo?” “Hm?” “You’ve been sat there with the same coffee since I came in to eat twenty minutes ago. What’s on your mind?” “Oh.” Has it been that long? “Just work stuff.” “You know you can bring your problems to me, right?” Mitchell takes a biscuit from the pack, inspects it for a moment like he’s never seen one before, and takes a bite – without dunking it in his coffee. “Yeah,” Rayce sighs, “I know. I just… wanted to see if I could figure it out myself, you know? Professional growth or something.” Mitchell grunts acknowledgment.

Rayce sips his coffee, careful not to drink too deep. It’s kinda cold. Maybe it has been twenty minutes.

“It’s, uh, 261,” he admits at length. “She was doing so well, but last week she started crying when I touch her, and it’s getting worse not better. She’s just crying all the time now. I’ve tried punishing it, I’ve tried slowing down – I know we’re not supposed to worry too much but – it felt like I was really making progress, you know?” Mitchell looks at Rayce, then shakes his head and laughs. “You are definitely worrying too much. It’s just a phase, a lot of them go through it. She’ll get over it. She’s just… adjusting. She’ll be a better pet when she comes out the other side, trust me.”

It’s a relief to hear it, honestly. Rayce was a little afraid he’d somehow broken her – and not in the good way.

“Alright,” he says. “Yeah, I knew I was worrying too much. Just… what do I do with it? Punish it? Ignore it? Back off?” Mitchell scratches his chin idly. “Chill out about it, for a start,” he suggests. “You’re not gonna mess it up that badly.” Rayce grunts. He takes another shortbread, and rotates it between his fingers trying to decide whether to dunk it in the lukewarm coffee.

“How does she take it,” Mitchell asks, “when you tell her to stop crying?” “Oh, she’s sorry. She’s still being sweet, still doing what she’s told – well, trying to. She just cries worse after I shocked her for it... I don’t know whether to just power through? Maybe it’d stop eventually? I feel like if I ease off maybe it’d help her learn, and we could build the intensity back up slowly. But then again, I don’t want to reward her for crying…” “You’re definitely overthinking it. The most important thing is to pick a plan and stick to it. They need consistency.” Rayce sighs heavily.

“This is your first rodeo as primary, isn’t it?” “Well, second, really,” Rayce answers, “but the other one was nearly finished, so she was easy. Her original primary had a baby, so I took over for the last few weeks.” “You just need to stop panicking. C’mon, pull yourself together, kid. How long have you been here now? Stop crying into your coffee, you’ve got nothing to worry about.” “Yeah, yeah, I know, I know.”

“You want to know how I’d proceed? Business as usual. You can’t stop doing the things that make her cry, that’d be rewarding it. But you don’t have to fry her. So long as she keeps trying to learn, you can reward that by being patient. Punish her if she stops putting in the effort. And just keep on with the rest of her training. Nine times out of ten, the crying stops on its own.”

—

The tears start up again as soon as he lets himself into the cell. His pretty girl responds promptly, already moving by the time the door is open, into the centre of the room to sit on her knees. Her hands fold neatly in her lap.

She looks up at him through wet lashes. Her lips are slightly parted like they’re meant to be,  but they tremble. A crease forms between her brows, fades as she consciously smooths it out, and forms again. And tears roll steadily down her cheeks to form dark spots on her t-shirt.

“Good morning, Handler,” she whispers. It’s evening, but it doesn’t matter. She was asleep, probably, so she thinks it’s morning. “I-I’m sorry, Handler, I’m sorry.” “You’re crying again,” Rayce observes tiredly. “Yes, Handler,” she agrees. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I don’t know how to stop.”

She doesn’t beg him not to shock her. She knows better than that. But he sees her tiny flinches at every movement of his hands.

“You’ll learn,” he says, trying to channel Mitchell’s confidence. “It’s alright. You’re just going through a phase.” She blinks up at him, drips falling from her eyelashes. “I’ll learn,” she repeats back. “H-how do I learn, Handler?” “Just practice,” he answers. “You’ll get the hang of it.” “Do you promise?” she sniffles. Then, “sorry, I’m sorry, I don’t get to ask –” “I promise,” he says. “But you’re right, you don’t get to ask. Now c’mere. We’re going to the training room.”

She does as she’s told. She follows. She does everything she’s told. She doesn’t flinch, or try to pull away from touch. She tries to make the right faces. 

The tears don’t stop.

But… she doesn’t break down into sobbing either. Much better than yesterday. Rayce can hear her taking deep breaths, holding them, and letting them out shakily. She’s trying. He doesn’t have to punish her.

“M-may I talk, Handler?” she asks when he’s done with the warmup round. “Go ahead,” he allows. “I just want to be good,” she whispers. “I just – I am sorry for crying, I am. I don’t want to cry. I can’t stop.” “I know,” Rayce says, petting her between her shoulder blades. “I know, you’ll get there.” “I want to be good,” she repeats.

It’s become her mantra lately. It’s a good mantra for a Pet.

“It’s just a phase,” Rayce tells her. “It happens to a lot of trainees. You’ll come out the other side.” “I want to,” she agrees, voice wobbly. “It just might take a little while, okay? You’re going to keep practicing until gets easy.”

“If…” she wavers, “i-if you keep punishing me, Handler, with the collar…” Rayce gives her a warning frown, but she forges on nervously. “Will it fix it? Will I stop crying? I don’t care, I just want it to stop –” “That’s for me to decide,” he tells her sharply. “Sorry, Handler,” she flinches, chastened. “I just – w-wanted to say that I don’t mind, if it makes me good…” “Are you trying to do my job for me, trainee?” “No, Handler, I’m sorry Handler.” “Does it matter what you want, or mind?” “No, Handler. I’m sorry.” “... Just trust me, okay? You keep practicing, and it will stop.” She nods, shoulders shaking with another suppressed sob, and nuzzles her face against his chest.

Mitchell had better be right about this one.

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Wanna hear about the weekend I was stalked by spiders?

So last year my sister needed to go to San Jose to take a lab final for her otherwise online college course. I found out the Winchester mystery mansion was not far from her hotel and since we both are big fans of spooky and occult things and our mom didn’t want her to go alone, we decided I would tag along and we’d turn the trip into a tiny work vacation. This began the weekend of the spider.

Spider number 1:

My sister has a long standing annuel appointment to get her nails done monthly, and she needed to replace her long acrylics with shorter simple nails for the sake of her lab, this appointment fell on the day we were to leave. So pressed for time on the long drive we packed the car and planned to leave the second she got back from her appointment, leaving me and my mom to kill time. She had been working from home and I was between jobs at the time so we’d started listening to ‘the Magnus archives’ together and were still on season one. My mom suggested we listen to an episode before I left since she wouldn’t listen without me. The episode we got through before my and sis hit the road? ARACHNOPHOBIA.

Spider Number 2:

Sis gets home, we hop in the car, and off we go to San Jose. I settle into our room scrolling through TikTok while we wait for our tour time to start. While waiting my mom sends me a video with the caption ‘this just popped on my page, they’re listening!’ I don’t know what to make of it until I watch the video of a spider with a sparkly looking back that I soon realize is a mom carrying her babies. I freak out and nearly throw my phone across the room.

Spider Number 3:

We arrive at the winchester mansion (which was dope and I highly recommend it) where we learned many intricate facts about the mansions designs and the people who loved there. One think I found very fascinating and a bit unsettling was ms winchesters interest in custom stain glass windows with spiderweb designs. Beautiful but at that point I was beginning to notice the pattern.

Spider Number 4:

We and sister return to the room after a long day and are getting ready for bed. As I go to turn out the light I see something very big and black moving toward the bed. A spider the size of a ping pong ball is in our room and I almost scream. I’m yelling at my sister to kill it because I’m a superstitious bitch and at this point I’m afraid I’ll bring a curse on myself if I try to kill it. I toss my sister my tea and sage perfume and she sprays it till it crawls off to die behind the furniture. I slept on the other side of the bed.

You’d think that would be the end of it but no.

Spider Number 5:

A day and a quarter goes by alright. I’m still shaken but believe I’m overthinking things. We have to checkout of the hotel and head to my sisters lab with plans to head home right after. As she heads inside I find a bench to sit on and read while I wait for her. Overhead is a row of pine trees keeping the sun off me; and what else do I see in those pine needles above? A clump of white web twigs and needles. A nest the size of a football. I noped my way across the street and feared bees instead for a few hours.

Spider Number 6:

Finally, finally, we were home. I texted my best friend telling him where I’d been and we made plans to meet up for breakfast and chat about the trip. The next morning I meet up with him at a pancake house and we talked, I told him about the awesomeness of the winchester mansion, The stress of helping my sister study for her physical therapy exams, and of course about the curse of the spiders. I had just finished with the tale when our waitress approached with our bill, and as I took it I noticed something. Low and behold the weekend was not over, for upon my waitress arm was a large tattoo of a black widow spider.

At this point I through my hands to the universe and explained that I had got the point. Though the specific point still escapes me I think. I do know i Will forever tell people about the weekend I was stalked by spiders.

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I want to kill you like they do in the movies | 3

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Long awaited part 3, with the doc cock. We've got restraints, some light humiliation/degradation, begging and a very nice descent into depravity. Soft!Dark!Otto my beloved. This is 95% porn, so 18+. Word count 4k. Please read author's note at the bottom!

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There was something in the air. A pregnant silence, a darkness so viscous, it stole the precious oxygen out of your chest and filled your limbs with liquid nitrogen.

Otto was still burning up, the heat and force of a miniature sun at the brush of your fingertips, his copper hair glowing golden in the light coming from the doorway. As he rested atop your chest, your previous activities weighed on you no less than the large man.

He rose and fell, steady breath raw and sweet. Kneeling, Otto sought your atonement; wordlessly, hungrily. The clutch of his fingers felt like desperation and lust bleeding all into one, his actuators closed, folded into themselves, calm in a way you hardly ever seen them be.

Otto's hot breath on the underside of your breast made you shiver.

He lifted his eyes, squinting, searching your face for something that couldn't be there. You prayed he would pretend to have found it anyway. It was getting increasingly hard to ignore the round, moist abyss of his eyes. Beyond the madness that had consumed the brilliant man, a sediment of humanity still remained. Waiting, silent, deadly.

You weren't sure you were equipped to handle that. So when his lips brushed over the thin skin stretched over your ribs, a shuddering pause seized the world inside you and put a stop to your racing thoughts, bringing silence quicker than any sharp slap, kick or bite could ever hope to achieve.

Otto's tenderness was a poison, an addictive one at that: you knew, deep inside, that having lustful thoughts, or even ones of pity, towards your captor would place you right on the devil's doorstep. And Otto made sure of that. With gentle fingers and a clever tongue, he pried you apart and put you back together to fit his perverse desires.

You squirmed again, but this time the discomfort had seeped through the cracks in your facade.

"Hush, little one," the rumble of his voice penetrated your defenses, leaving you feeling like a stoned heretic during Sunday mass. His fingers gripped your sides, his nose traced the outline of your ribs. "Women's bodies are meant to hold the ones they love, they're so soft to keep them safe," the gentle murmur disappeared into the hill of your belly.

Stunned, you felt your muscles unclench. Your hotel-heart hastily rolled down its vacancy sign as Otto's mouth, the bold, broken thing, expanded the ever-growing something in it. You had to distract yourself, somehow, before it shut down for good.

"What?"

"Do not hide yourself from me," Otto spoke, making a trail of butterfly kisses over your stomach. "You have nothing to be ashamed of."

Your fingers picked up a rhythmic pace, weaving locks of auburn hair between them as you struggled to follow his train of thought. He mistook your fear for self-consciousness? The roundness of your belly and the stretch marks lining your sides were not on your mind, at all.

In fact, you hadn't felt an ounce of shyness when it came to offering yourself to Otto. His domineering presence demanded your attention, it left no room for overthinking, for abashment. He emptied you until only he packed the cracks in your perception of self, his desire for you a loaded gun full of bullets with butterfly wings.

You swallowed thick saliva that had gathered at the roof of your mouth, tongue running over the spit that had dried on your lips.

"Okay," you could only hold that much meaning in a single word. But somehow, it felt enough.

"I hold myself to a certain standard, you know," Otto's hands closed around the valley of your waist as he raised his eyes to meet your wide, vacant stare. "And those around me, as well. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and you, my dear, are a sight fit to make a grown man cry." Words spoken softly, the blood moon of his lips broke into a knowing grin.

Always so elaborate with his words, this was as close as you'd ever get to Otto that would forever remain unreachable behind the safety of his lectern and hidden under soft turtleneck sweaters.

Seemingly unbothered by your silence, he continued to get his fair share of your body, kissing, nipping and sucking on your clammy skin. The actuator arms drifted closer to you - you felt the cold metal brush up your arms, your calves - and you let your eyelids fall shut, abandoning any thoughts of resistance. You let your body do the talking, sighing softly at the prickles of thrill following the man's touch.

Down your torso and back to the root of the cause; your cunt was still wet with the evidence of your debauchery, the wickedness of Otto pulsed and stung. It was as sure as day that his claim on you had left a legacy: tomorrow, it'd be blue and green and yellow, you'll feel him on you every time you take a step.

Otto's lips gently caressed the broken skin. You hissed.

He froze in his tracks; you did, too, preparing words, big and small, to react to his misplaced apology. Lust and sorrow brawled violently in your head.

"Looks good on you," the raspy chuckle immediately threw you off kilter. "But then again, even back then, you already looked like mine."

The strange statement made you squirm, flex your toes, grasp hold of the crumpled sheets. There was no way he'd missed your reaction - utterly subconscious but as loud as a hurricane alarm. Otto's smile tucked against the bruise led you to a halting realisation.

He was stalling.

The tension held in his shoulders, it bulged out his biceps and trickled out at his fingertips that dug, at times painfully, into your skin. A certain urgency took hold of Otto, you could feel the electricity between your bodies, but he pushed it back every time just before it had a chance to overtake his mind.

With that in mind, you braced yourself for impact.

"Just take what's yours," your voice coarse, you gave his copper locks a gentle pull. "Don't run from it."

Otto's back flexed, his teeth a sharp line on your thigh. "You don't know what you're asking for, sweet girl," the agony in his voice was utterly delicious.

The bullets within your chest exploded, the shrapnel poking holes in your lungs: no breath was deep enough as butterflies rapidly multiplied in the narrow confines of your ribcage. An insane old phoenix blazed alight at the oddest parts of you and not even the still-raging storm behind the window could put out the fire that was fueled by simplistic, egocentric lust that took root at Otto's strained voice.

"Otto," you cocked the gun of his name directly at the target, breathed, and pulled the trigger.

The responding growl was full of dejected aggression. "It's Doctor Octavius to you," his chest shook with the force of his inhale.

One of his mechanical appendages unfurled it's glowing head, the beam of light pointing directly at your face. Like a cat studying you, a thin claw slid down the side of your face, briefly snagging the plump of your lip. Your tongue licked off the metallic taste, catching the cold tip of the claw by surprise as Otto's entire body went hard and rigid.

Suddenly, his hands were on your chest and the void of his eyes directed it's gaping maw at you. The colour of his irises was completely invisible in the dark, leaving a single cold star of light in his pupils to point out the course of his stare.

"We'll play," he rasped as an actuator moved, briskly, to gather your wrists above your head. A position you had already well acquainted yourself with.

And then his mouth was back on yours, gnashing your teeth together and giving you a taste of your weakness; Otto was heavy, a solid buoy in the raging sea of lust. No matter how well you swam, it always pulled you under, with Otto's clever mouth and fingers that had gripped the side of your face, he steered your small boat amongst fjords and turbulent waters.

A tiny moan slipped into your messy kiss as his leg met your heated core once again. You didn't hold back any noise, the dam had finally burst and thrown your boat into the open seas. You had no choice but to surrender to the currents.

Otto pulled back, grinning against you as the bed shifted with his weight. "Messy girl," and he was right. There was a wet patch on the dark fabric of his trousers.

The hand that wasn't gripping your face, still covered in worn leather, snaked down there, brushing a careless two fingers over the flesh that was still oh so sensitive. The slick noises assaulted your hearing as soon as leather came in contact with skin would have been embarrassing any other time, but then and there, you felt nothing but relief.

Otto gathered the moisture none too gently, searching your face for any last remains of defiance. He found none. You were an open book, and just as vulnerable as flimsy paper pages in pouring rain. The seam of his glove scratched against the tender parts of you, seizing your legs as zaps traveled up over your sore cunt.

As unexpectedly as he placed them there, Otto removed his fingers from you, bringing the taste of yourself and God knows what else up to your face.

"Messy, dirty girl," he sniggered, tapping the glove on your parted lips. "Open up."

You obeyed, eyes glassing over the moment his fingertips pressed against your tongue. The muscle flexed as saliva gathered in your mouth, body showing its mild disdain at the intrusion. It was not the place you had wanted him, at all. Nonetheless, you swallowed the mixture of it all, invoking a satisfied rumble out of the man.

"That's a good girl," your swift compliance resulted in a gentle kiss placed at your temple. "So eager to please," he repeated his earlier words, removing his hands and dipping down to suck a bruise into your neck.

Held up by two of his actuators, the bed creaking under their weight, Otto's human hands made swift work of the buttons on his pants. Thighs massive, hot and covered in coarse dark hair brought a pleasant contrast to your smaller form. You wondered how it would feel to sit on it, to slowly grind you aching, sopping cunt against the firm surface of Otto's leg.

The idea made your hips twitch as the liquid essence of your lust dripped freely from the apex of your thighs.

Risking a glance down, your lashes weighed down by sweat and deriving tears of frustration, the thick flesh in his hand made you gulp. Even in the darkness, you noted how Otto's large palm gripped his heavy, girthy cock. The head of it was shiny, slick with so much pre-come, you were stunned to find out he didn't simply come in his pants.

The man hissed, giving himself a broad, slow stroke. His eyes were shut, the crease between his brows deep and long, tip of his tongue tucked at the corner of his wet mouth. Rhe shadows of his face stood out more than ever: his eagle nose, defined brows.

You'd never could have imagined a man look so beautiful, so near to coming undone. Your chest rose and fell, the oxygen noisily exiting your mouth.

Otto's eyes popped open, staring right into the very depths of your starving, depraved soul.

"Beg," so much emotion contained in a syllable. Longing and fear, a cocktail so violent, Otto could never hope for redemption in your eyes for you were definitely going down with him. The light flickered in his eyes. "Beg, pretty girl," his voice softened and that made it all seem so much terrifying somehow.

"Please," you croaked, a broken whisper on your kiss-bitten lips.

He grasped your thigh, spreading your legs even more, until the cool air of the room hit your core like a bucket of icy water.

"Hmm," Doc hummed, gathering more slick with his hand before he brought it to his cock. "Too late to be feeling shy, my dear." Your juices mixed in with the pre-cum made for great lube. He resumed leisurely stroking his cock. "I know you want to feel good. I know you'll feel like heaven wrapped 'round my cock, so don't stop on my behalf."

Your cheeks flamed as you fought the instinctive urge to look anywhere but at his face. He would hate that, you knew it. "Please," you tried to speak again, tasting the word in all it's novelty. "Please, fuck me," the power the word held was exhilarating.

A sharp inhale, his chest pressing closer to yours. He hovered directly over you now, held up by his mechanical creations, just slightly out of reach. The smell of him was maddening.

"You can do better," the harsh words grated. "Do better for me, darling."

"Doctor," you keened low, raising your hips to get at the smallest possibility of being skin to skin. It was getting cold, goosebumps had began to appear on your calves, your thighs. Having Otto at an arm's length wasn't enough anymore. "Please, fuck me, doc," eyes round, you stared up at him, hoping to convey your desperation.

"Greedy girl," was the only warning you got, spoken through gritted teeth, as his hands - one gloved and one delectably hot - held your thighs down.

The blunt tip of his cock breached the entrance of your cunt almost effortlessly; the amount of slick you produced under his stare was shameful. Doc wasn't gentle, the sheer force of his weight pushing the fat span of his cock kicked the breath out of your lungs much like a steel-toed boot.

Mouth open, it took you a moment to realize that shirll scream had come from you. Otto was everywhere; hot breath on your neck, a palm momentarily attached to the softness of your breast, his body piercing yours just like a warrior's spear broke through his enemy.

"Fuck," Doc grunted somewhere south of your ear, swerving his hips to come in contact with every millimeter of your cunt, probing for that special little spot, stretching you out. "Good girls like you have the sweetest cunts. Can't wait to break yours in."

You moaned and writhed, brain and pussy full of him to the brim. His words left no space for your thoughts, his cock set every nerve alight within your body. Otto was everywhere.

The tightness in your belly spread, knot growing solid by the second. With every forceful thrust, the bedframe shook and you with it. Doc wore you like a cocksleeve, trouncing his troubles directly into your sore hole. You felt the skin stretch snugly around his girth, your slick, sensitive labia pulling over it as his pubic hair tickled your clit.

Your wrists hurt from straining against the actuator. It was, perhaps, the most grievous: not being able to touch him. Your fingers clenched as you pictured the way his chest, slick with sweat, would feel under your tender palms; the way his back would arch upon making contact with your nails.

Your teeth itched, eager to sink into the softness of his shoulder. Like a feral animal, you craved the metallic taste of his blood, to taint him with proof of your lust like he had marked you.

"Please," you babbled, already halfway to the moon. "I need to touch you, please."

Doc's chuckle echoed in his chest. "We're touching," to emphasize his point, he grasped hold of your waist to pull you down further onto his cock. "We're touching just right."

No, you wanted to scream. Nothing about this is right. The irresistible urge to just give up and be mean, worms of malice that festered in you at his reckless ignorance of your humanity and his penchant for mindless gratification, it all was fertile soil for mayhem and disobedience. The urge to kick and bite the hand that fed you morsels of warmth in exchange for sympathy for the devil.

Damned, you were damned. No less and no more than him.

"Fuck, I need to touch you," as a particularly hard thrust shook your core, the first sparks of your nearing orgasm had thrown any pretense of sanity you had out the door. Your eyes flew open of their own accord, not seeing anything save for the welcoming haze.

"You're so pretty when you beg," the man leaned down to kiss the slack corner of your mouth. The actuator that was holding down your arms unfurled; immediately, another one wrapped itself around your arms, pinning you back down just above the elbow.

You were free to stroke the cold, unyielding metal of Doc's extra arms. And that was it.

"Hngh," you grunted in frustration, unable to reach the heat of his body. The titanium was smooth and slightly warmer where your clammy hands were grasping it.

Not breaking his unrelenting pace, Otto kept on hitting your special spot with tactical precision. "What is it?" The cruel grin was audible in his voice. "You can touch me," the actuators rippled in your palms, metal parts shifting without a sound. "We're all yours, darlin'."

Tears gathered at the corners of your eyes; stubbornly, you refused to let them fall, tightly squeezing your eyelids, turning your face away from Doc's watchful eyes as your body arched. Your lust paid no mind to the turmoil storming every sensible part of your brain, you cunt squeezed Otto's cock for all his worth. The slick noises coming from your coupling were loud, overpowering the whimpers that Otto's cock stroked out of you with practiced ease.

Metal turned slippery in your grasp. You sought purchase against the relentless assault but found none; inadvertently your hands picked up a pace, gripping and failing to hold onto Doc's actuators.

It amused him to no end. His smirk widened, teeth catching around your nipple as he toyed with it. With a wet pop, he released the stiff bud, bucking his hips at your moan of relief.

"You're a dripping dream come true," for a brief second, wonder overtook him.

Splayed and open at his mercy, you blinked away the tears and braced yourself for the sweet pulling ache gathering low, low in your belly. The crescendo ignored your desperation for the taste of Otto, climbing, climbing, until all that was left was white-hot physical ecstasy.

"Please, I'm so close," you pleaded, catching the sweet sweat dripping down his forehead with your open mouth. Anything to satiate your need for him.

The actuators withdrew once more just to slam on the floor; you heard the boards crack with the pressure, you felt yourself expel a violent breath. Your ribs cracked as Otto's chest collided with yours.

It felt like coming home. It felt like being in an open field, near an incoming tornado, you at the mercy of your deviant nature, a calm so deep, it froze the liquid inside your bones.

Your fingernails dug into his back and Otto hissed, stretching his wide shoulders to wrap his arms around you and pull you closer into his chest. The metal of his exoskeleton was hot and greasy - he jerked away as soon as you got a grip on it.

"Careful," he gasped darkly. "Don't dislodge the chip or you won't be able to sit for a week."

In the heat of the moment, that sounded more like a promise rather than a threat; alluring one, at that. Being splayed over his lap, ass up, like a misbehaving child, the feel of his calloused palm on your ass and the delicious sting of pain immediately followed by a burst of pleasure.

Just like the thickness of his cock spearing you open. Your cunt squeezed and gushed it's violent approval, little shocks beginning at the top of your clit and ending somewhere deep, deep inside. Otto touched spots you didn't know you had.

"Come for me," he ordered, simply, dripping with extertion.

You moaned, holding onto him and eagerly fucking back onto his throbbing cock. As soon as your mouth found his neck, you closed your teeth around it, rejoicing at the hiss he made.

The pressure in your belly grew and grew and grew until it had to expand no more; suns, thousands and millions of suns burst inside and around you as you spasmed, wrapping your legs around him as best as you could.

Greedy, greedy girl. The words resonated within you as you grasped at the fine hairs of your consciousness, embalming the memory inside the deepest parts of yourself.

The nonsensical string of curses Otto let loose whilst his seed shot inside of you; the forceful throb of it and the girth stretching the walls of your cunt. His hand in your hair, pulling your face into his eyes and mouth, lips devouring noises borne of lust and desperation, tongue licking at the tears dripping down your cheeks.

"My girl, my sweet girl," hoarse, hushed whispers flooded your ears as you let yourself fall into his arms.

It didn't matter how many showers you would take after this, a part of him would always be in you. In your heart, in your head, Otto would always be with you.

You are your father's child; you'll need him 'til cops come to take him away. You needed him for different reasons each night. In the beginning, those were stolen glances and hushed words. After some time, it was for gaping holes he left in you, empty, hollow, but free.

Days continued to run like an artery cut open in the wrong place, at the wrong time. The wound continued to fester, sweet with pus, skies yellow and sickly.

The object of your attention sat in his usual spot: a large leather armchair angled towards the desk, surrounded by scattered metals and coffee-stained papers. The sun crawled over the orange sky like a dying man in a desert which meant Otto's blackout glasses sat neatly atop his regal nose. You had no chance of knowing who really was steering the wheel of the scientist's tired, bruised body.

Dread and determination; you licked the aftershocks of lust off your lips, vaguely tasting copper and whiskey. Slightly moist and a little bit sticky, like the cold floor under your feet.

"You're going to get sick," Otto's mumble reached your ears just as you halted at his shoulder. He was right; your feet were freezing. Ever attentive, he leaned back in the chair, patting his wide thigh. "Get up here," his tone left no room for argument.

You obeyed. The muscle of his leg held your weight comfortably; his shoulder was the perfect width and height to lean on. Leather and smoke filled your senses; you wanted to bottle the acrid smell, to lock it away and keep it within you forever, to remind yourself over and over of just how callous fate could be.

Instead, you tucked your head, nose resting right under his ear.

"Be good," wrist-deep in a machine you knew nothing of, the half-hearted admonishment was just that.

Your hand crawled over Otto's shoulder, trembling. Mapping the broad expanse of his bare back, documenting the inflamed skin around the exoskeleton.

An actuator moved out of the way, stretching it's stalk in response to your nails gently scratching the blemished surface. Otto had spent many a day shirtless in the sun; freckles and moles littered the now-pale skin. When was the last time he had gone out during the day?

You closed your eyes as wind blew softly from the open window. Between the breeze and the heat radiating from the man, you could almost envision a normal day at the beach: lulled by rustling waves, melted by radiant sun. Your eyelashes fluttered against Otto's neck.

"I'm sorry," you whispered, clutching at his chest with your other hand.

"What for, little one?" Still focused on his engineering, Otto's voice bled mildly perplexed interest.

Your fingers had been crawling closer and closer to the nape of Otto's neck. His hair tickled your palm; your nails gently traced a path to the unit that housed the actuator chip.

Between your index and your forefinger, you grasped the chip and pulled.

A/N: I debated about including pulling out the chip in the end, discussed it with other people even - and came to a conclusion that, theoretically, it wouldn't do anything at all since it's already broken and the AI has taken hold of Otto's mind. That said, NWH!Otto was very overprotective of that chip and did not want to part from it, which gave me an idea that removing it might turn things in a positive direction. My, my, so what happened here?

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aizawa calling you clingy - gn reader

- [attempt at] angst to fluff

- warnings: being called clingy, aizawa gets annoyed with reader and berates them, one use of the word ‘shit’

- wc: 1.9k

a/n: this wasnt......as sad as i wanted... i cant tell if im just not so good at writing angst or immune to it T_T

once again, not edited!

#! aizawa!!!! eee

#! hes a levelheaded man so arguments are rare

#! u both trust one another so theres no reason to have doubts in ur relationship

#! being his s/o, he tells u things thats not so easy to tell others over time, and you’re patient enough to let him take however much time he needs to let u in

#! however, years of keeping to himself most of the time doesnt just disappear even if you’re his s/o

#! so aizawa does have this tendency to close off and distance himself from u bc of his stress and insecurities

walking through the spacious halls of ua, you were headed towards your lovely boyfriend. aizawas been pretty busy lately with teaching his class, making sure no one is being left behind progress wise, doing his job as a pro-hero, and then spending his free time training with shinsou.

you knew showing up at school unexpectedly was something aizawa found irky, that’s why you made sure to tell him the night before that you would be coming during lunch time to bring him some yummy homemade food.

humming softly to yourself, you finally reached the door opening to class 1-A and walked in. the classroom was empty, but there at the front was no one other than mr. aizawa shouta. you quickly greeted him with a smile and he turned to look at you.

“what are you doing here?” he slowly asked with a look of confusion.

“i brought you some food! did you eat yet? i hope not, i made-,” you quickly stopped talking once you noticed the look he was giving you.

“why are you here? i already told you, you shouldnt be showing up without letting me know first. our relationship is quiet, if the students see they’ll get noisy and ask questions, i’ll get bombarded by my colleagues, and it’ll put you in danger if words get out. did anyone see you coming here? can you listen to me for once instead of continuing to always be near me? you’re so damn clingy and need to start thinking about the consequences your action will bring. i already ate, just go home before anything happens.”

your jaw dropped a little after hearing what he just said to you. did he not remember what you told him last night?

worst of all, you couldnt believe he just called you clingy. you just wanted to do something nice for him by making his favorite food hoping that it’ll relieve some of the stress thats been building up, but he just thought of you as clingy.

fine, if clingy is what you are then you’ll stop bothering him. you quickly whispered an apology, not sure if he could hear or not, and began making your way back home as fast as possible. the food you made for him was still tightly grasped in your hand.

due to the new dormitories, aizawa stays at ua majority of the time. he comes home to your shared apartment whenever he can to spend time with you. unfortunately, those time aren’t usually much because as soon as he’s free, he’s quick to do something else.

once you’ve made it home, you packed the food away and put it in the fridge. you felt your phone buzzing repeatedly, already guessing who it could possibly be, you took it out to see it was your boyfriend.

shou <3: im sorry

shou <3: honey, im so sorry. pls text me back when u can

shou <3: i know what i said hurted u, but i promise u i dont mean it. pls just call me or text me so we can talk about this

shou <3: i have to go back now. but i love u. so much.

staring at your screen, you contemplated texting him back.

letting out a sigh, you decided not to.

putting your phone to the side, you walked to the bedroom and changed out of your clothes into the comfy pjs you were wearing right before you left.

seeing that there was nothing for you to do other than wallow in your insecurities and let out a few tears, you got into bed and made yourself comfortable for an afternoon nap.

aizawa on the other hand was at school and distracted. his own words kept replaying over and over in his head and all he wants to do is smack himself a few times (after comforting u ofc).

his students could tell he was in a badder mood than usual so they collectively agreed to not worsen it (one particular student does not care. can u guess?). aizawa just wanted the day to pass so he can apologize to you directly and make it up with some cuddling.

despite being distracted with planning his apology and thinking about you, he was still teaching as he should and constantly telling his students to be quiet because he’s intimidating like that.

a few hours passed, the students are back in their dorms and some of the teachers are still in school finishing up some work. the hallways were empty and silent, and the weather outside was nice and calm - not too sunny with just the right amount of wind.

however, if you were to peek your head inside of class 1-A at the moment, the environment is an exact 180. aizawa is quickly trying to grade the remaining stack of papers he has on his desk so he can leave as soon as he can. there’s papers everywhere, he’s not so sure where the answer key went off to but to hell with the answer key. he just needs to go home.

his hair is messily tied up and his lips have probably been gnawed off by now. as soon as school ended, he got out his phone to see if you replied and sadly you didn’t. he doesn’t blame you though, considering all of the shit he said to you earlier. 

finally writing down the fat score in red pen onto the final paper, he gathers everything and put to the side of his desk and packed up his stuff. his stuff being his yellow sleeping bag and that’s it.

he went to his room first to clean himself up a bit, and then grabbed a taxi to go to your shared apartment. arriving at the front door, he takes out his copy of the key and entered.

first thing he noticed while entering and taking off his shoes was that the apartment was dark and quiet. he made his way to the kitchen first and turned on its lights to check the fridge. in the fridge laid the food you made for him earlier today. he took it out to start heating it up in the microwave then he walks away from the food and to your bedroom.

quietly opening the door, he poked his head in to see you laying on your side with your back facing the door. he assumed you were asleep and gently closed the door to not wake you up. he made his way over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. 

you, feeling the bed dip, slowly opened your eyes to be greeted with the sight of your boyfriend gingerly brushing his fingertips across your cheekbones. he notices that you’re awake and looks up to meet your eyes.

making eye contact with him, you quietly grunted and brought the blanket up to cover your face while turning your entire body to the other side to ignore him. aizawa sighed and brought his hand down to rest on your waist as he begins talking.

“yn... i know you’re.. mad at me for the things i said to you earlier, but i’m truly sorry. i know saying i didn’t mean it isn’t good enough for you to forgive me, but i want you to know i’m really really sorry. i’ve been so busy for the past few days, my head is all over the place, seeing you at school just got me overthinking and worried that i ended up saying things about you that’s not true at all. i love you so much, hun. you’re the best thing to happen to me. you don’t have to forgive me now, i understand if you want some space.”

it was silent for some time after he finished his apology. the echoing silence was slowly making aizawa worried that you’ll leave him, but he won’t tell you that. thinking that you wanted space, he lifted his shaky hand off of your waist and moved to get off of the bed when you suddenly grabbed onto his hand to keep him there.

“i...i told you the day before that i was going to be visiting you during lunch time. did you not remember? or even hear me tell you?”

aizawa situated himself back down onto the bed before replying. “if i’m being honest, i don’t really remember much of that day at all. my brain was occupied with work and rest, so i was practically drained by the end of the night. i’m sorry i took it out on you, it’s my fault for overworking when i know you’ve been trying to help.”

letting out a soft sigh, you turned your body back towards him. still holding onto his hand, you carefully slotted your fingers in between his and pulled him down to lay with you. he immediately found comfort in this and placed his head into your neck. you could feel his facial hair against your skin making you let out a quiet giggle.

“i love you. i know you have a habit to overwork since that’s all you did before we dated, but please shou, take care of yourself. im not talking physically, cuz you’re already so damn fine, but mentally. i hate seeing you bury yourself in work and training that it even makes me tired just watching you.”

he grumbled something against your neck - his usual reaction to you complimenting him - and held onto you tighter while putting light kisses on your collarbone.

“i know. i will. please bear with me, i know i’m a pain but i’ll always try to be my best for you. i’m never letting you go, love you too much for that.”

“hmm? who said i’m going? you’re stuck with me forever just so you know,” you laughed and patted his head before rising from the bed.

“i heard you heating up the food earlier. get up and come eat,” you tugged aizawa to get him off the bed.

he grumbled once again because he was being forced to leave the warm comfort of your shared bed, but followed you out anyway holding onto your hand.

“wait. you heard me entering? so you were pretending to sleep when i got here?! not funny, babe. not funny. -also don’t take sleep for granted. i did and look where that got me. stop laughing!”

bonus:

it was the next day and aizawa just finished passing out the grades he rushed grading yesterday. even though it was rushed, he was confident that there wasn’t any mistakes-

“aizawa sensei, you marked this question wrong when it’s right. this one too. and this other one on the last page. are you trying to fail me?!” denki dramatically wailed as he showed aizawa his papers.

guess he did make mistakes after all.

[curryandbread]

Can you do hcs for how the dorm leaders would react to falling for a male student in their respective dorms? Would they deny it or accept it?

TWST Dorm Leaders falling for a male student headcanons

Thank you for requesting!! Hope you like it!

TW: Mentions of homophobia

Riddle Rosehearts

He’d be absolutely confused.

The way he acts around you is iffy, why can’t he stay normal whenever you’re in his radar?

When he does realize he’s falling for a man such as you, he starts to become a lot more cautious and quiet around you.

He doesn’t know what to think. He grew up in such a conservative household, he’d feel like he’d be in the wrong here.

He was not exposed to such topics such as these, he spent nights tossing and turning on his bed,, thinking of how he’s going to handle these strange feelings.

“Why am I feeling this way?” “I feel like wanting to stay by his side more...” “Is it wrong? Is something wrong with me??” Riddle asks.

“Silly. That’s love, Riddle. You’re in love with him.” Trey chuckles, both of them talking at the dorm’s kitchen with the support of a candlelight.

Riddle would probably deny it for days, for some reason it just doesn’t feel right to him.

But as he let Trey’s words of reassurance and wisdom sink in, he started accepting it.

The next time he sees you, he musters up the courage to invite you out for a one-on-one unbirthday party with him. But of course as Cater from afar sees it, it is something more than just an unbirthday party.

Leona Kingscholar

Holy cow this man will probably deny it in a flash.

He’d be out like a light as soon as his body hits the bed. But for the first time, he’s grown to just stare at the moon from his terrace.

“How did it come to this?” He thinks.

The fact that you’re a dude, it gives him more reasons why he stays up at night. It had to be you out of all people.

He’s grown to be open to those kinds of things, he can be good at times. He knew that it was okay.

But at the same time, he recollects his thoughts and tells himself that it’s just not him.

As much as he wanted to let this out, he’s been used to keeping everything to himself as if it’s a matter to be handled in his own hands.

He could, but he just wouldn’t. He can only bench these overflowing feelings from you.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul never came to a conclusion that he’d get along with the topic of love, not even his brains foresaw the situation he is in now.

He’s aware of what he’s going through. But he also had to think twice if it was okay.

He never knew he’d discover something so vital to his whole being, and he thanks you for that.

He had second thoughts when he thought of telling Jade about this. It feels like he’ll meet his doom if he does tell Jade.

Azul slowly opens up to accepting his feelings towards you. Knowing there wouldn’t be any harm in loving you.

Day by day, he’d look forward to see you drop by at the Mostro Lounge. There are days where he’d wish you’d chime in at his VIP room to have a little catch-up after his overblot situation.

He doesn’t want to rush, nor does he want to let it stay with him. For now, he’ll go at his own pace.

He would hope that you’d share the same feelings as his.

Kalim Al-Asim

Kalim is delighted that he found something so special that makes him look forward to a new day! It’s like he has a little alarm clock.

He doesn’t mind falling for you! However he won’t easily hint this.

He will wholeheartedly embrace and accept it for loving a man! In fact, he’s proud that he’s discovered more of himself.

When you’re not around, he would babble about how his day was spent with you to Jamil for a while, I mean, a while.

Jamil kinda gets annoyed with all the things Kalim tells him everyday and would just tell Kalim to “Just get together with him already!”

He doesn’t mind that you find out either. He’ll be waiting for an answer if ever though. He won’t be able sit still until you give him a response.

He wants to drink coconut juice with you all day, would even offer to give you a magic carpet ride with him. A whole new woooorld~

Vil Schoenheit

First of all, he found you absolutely beautiful. He’s never seen a man so charming.

He felt the need to be there with you as much as possible no matter what. Your presence intoxicates him, and he likes it.

When you exchange your greetings with each other, he’d just fall more into the warmth of your bright smile.

And yes, he’s not backing down on these feelings pressed onto him. Nothing can stop him. He knows what his heart wants.

He just won’t show it easily. But he would just shower you in nothing but compliments which leaves you thinking if he’s actually just being nice or something else.

He’ll give you simple things for you to remember him. A vase of flowers ordered from a high-end flower shop somewhere, a luxurious pack of skin care products! Anything that Vil can get his hands on that pleases you!

When the right time comes, he will most likely bring out the best in him, whatever it takes to keep you by his side.

Idia Shroud

“Is this a joke..?! This is no romance anime..!”

Yyyyyyeah. He’d deny it. No way is he gonna let you know about this.

Idia literally has social anxiety issues, what more if he realizes he likes someone; a guy!

His brain would just explode right then and there. He’s acting like a shoujo manga character and it’s sooo not like him.

He’d definitely hide this from Ortho. Ortho would be one to either scold his brother for being too dense, or pressure him to death.

He honestly doesn’t mind liking men, but to him it just feels off so it might not sit well for him in the next few weeks.

He’d drown himself in rhythm games and mangas, trying to brush aside that weight of obsession towards you.

Overthinking controls him.

Malleus Draconia

He’d be fascinated, for a creature such as him to experience such a thing called love.

He does take a liking to you after all, so what’s the point in hiding it?

He’ll happily embrace these feelings for you. He’s never felt so alive when he’s with you.

He wouldn’t tell anyone about these feelings, but it is painfully obvious to distinguish what’s on his mind.

He can never truly understand such feelings, however he’ll do what it takes to never let this falter.

Regardless of his feelings, he spends every second of his life with you as he indulges his feelings for you.

There will be a thought coming from the back of his head that it feels out of place to love a man. However he is not that shallow.

Lilia fully supports him, thanking your existence so that Malleus does not feel alone.

[bcdwhcre]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CM7CwRZivBM/?igshid=1soaxz00n5171 I CAN GET THE LEVI PART OF THIS REEL OUT OF MY HEAD OH MY GOD. Just imagine the reader being part of Levi's squad, and she's talented but think Levi's condescending towards people, especially to her. The others say she's just imagining it and that the captain is always like that but the reader's always getting into spats with him. "I seriously don't like the position of of being his metaphorical punching bag." he hears her say one day and Levi has enough. As soon as she's free, Levi calls her to his office and they talk. Things escalate in another fight and before she knows it, Levi has her pinned against the wall "Do you like this position?" he says as he kisses her, her neck, her cheeks. As they move towards his desk or bed, he keeps repeating "Do you like this position?" He'll teach her a thing or two, if you catch my drift👀😶. How you end it is up to you! And if you don't want to write it, that's okay!

“Positions,” Levi x Reader

Summary: (bro idk how to summarize this pls.) always bickering with your Captain because you don’t like the way he belittles you and it turns into a bigger argument.

Warnings: Smut!!! towards the end.

Levi x Fem!Reader

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It had been a rough few weeks for the Scouts after finding out about Reiner and Bertholdt and not being able to catch them in time and after coming back from the expedition where the scouts tried to capture them again, leading in many deaths including the Commander, it made things incredibly worse.

It had been two weeks since that incident and everyday since Levi did not take it easy on his cadets and you had felt personally attacked and picked on everyday from him during training or during exercises.

At first it was small, he would tell you to try harder or do a little more. He would claim you were acting lazy, not meeting his standards and that made you catch an attitude with him because you felt like you were doing more than enough.

You were always grateful and appreciative to be under Levi considering how strong and talented he was, you actually learned a lot from him and everyone had known you as “Levi’s Mini” but that didn’t stop him from pushing you harder.

Many times it had led to you bickering with him, which ended up with you cleaning or doing rough work outs around the base to satisfy his needs on teaching you a lesson but you never learned, you continued having arguments with him from left to right.

One day you had been more stressed than usual and Levi picking on you and pushing you during the early morning training session had irritated you way more than it should have and during lunch, you started to rant to your friends at the table.

“Levi is doing this shit on purpose, last week I was cleaning horse shit for days just because I didn’t meet his standards.” You groaned, taking a bite out of your food and they just nodded their heads.

“Well, you did start an argument with him.” Armin said, making you shoot him a glare and he grew quiet as he ate his food.

“I think he just personally hates me, he doesn’t do anything to you guys.” The weight of getting picked out of all the cadets had crushed down on you heavily, almost suffocating you.

“You’re just imagining it, he picks on all of us.” Eren rolled his eyes, bringing up the times Levi has easily beaten him down and kicked him in the face.

“No, I’m not just imagining it.”

It started to grow quiet again, the sounds of chewing and forks hitting the glass plates as all the scouts had eaten their food and after they were done, they stay seated at the table to talk some more before they had to go do what was assigned to them around the base.

Levi was walking down the hallway, about to walk pass the door to the mess hall until he had heard your voice say his name a few times. It caused his curiosity to make him freeze in place and try to listen to the conversation as you rambled and vented about how he was only bullying you out of everyone.

He had rolled his eyes at you throwing a fit over something you had started. You were always the one to talk back to Levi first and start the arguments and he felt the need to put you in your place to know who was superior- it was him.

“I seriously don’t like the position of being his metaphorical punching bag.” You said loud enough that he heard it through the door and it caused his eyebrows to raise in amusement.

“You’re overthinking it, Y/N.” Armin spoke again, making you huff out a breath and continue on about how you weren’t dreaming or overthinking it.

Soon enough the day had went on as it always did. You went around to do was assigned to you including stupid cleaning chores that Levi always insisted that you should do and it only aggravated you more than before.

He had watched you almost all day, making sure you weren’t having another fit but also to wait until you had some time to come to his office and talk to him about your tantrum you threw in the mess hall. Your words had replayed in his mind repeatedly and he was growing impatient.

So Levi had went outside to where you were finishing up, making a dramatic huff leave your lips when you saw him- automatically assuming he was going to rain hell and assign you more pointless things to do.

“I need to speak to you in my office.” He said plainly, making you fully stop and glance over at him before simply nodding your head.

You didn’t want to say anything or start up another argument, you would honestly hate to do so especially when you were in too much heat already from arguing with him the other day so doing it again would only make matters worse.

After you had followed him down to his office and closed the door behind you, his cold stare had burned right through you which made you a bit uneasy inside, afraid what he has plotting inside of his head.

“Honestly, Y/N, I’m getting real sick and tired of your shit.” He wasted no time to say to your face, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

“What the hell did I do this time to have you hate me?” The tone in his voice had already struck a nerve, instantly making you angry.

“You stomp in here and act like you run things when you’re nothing but a cadet. You need to watch that filthy mouth of yours before I tell you to pack your shit and leave.” He practically spat in your face, his words were harsh and brutal but nothing you’ve heard from him before.

“You pick on me every single day and torture me while the others get to do what they want. How the fuck is that fair?”

The bickering between you two had gone back and forth for minutes, the two of you shooting daggers at each other through words and it only made things heat up in seconds. Both of you were fed up with each other and it was evident that Levi wanted to kick you down on the floor and remind you who is the Captain and who is the Cadet in the situation.

He never grew so frustrated over a cadet before, he’s taught plenty of people and had plenty under his team but you were something else. He looked at you as some spoiled brat who thinks they can get want they want in a blink of an eye.

He sighed under his breath, bringing up his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and soon stood from his seat. You stood across the office, angry and upset again over something so small and stupid- just because your Captain felt the need to remind you of your position.

But this time Levi had enough of your attitude and your bickering and complaining, it was tiring to hear it every single day over the smallest things and it was clear that cleaning and doing harsh exercises wasn’t going to teach you a lesson you needed to be taught.

He had walked over to where you stood, the both of you the same height so it was easy for him to look straight ahead at you and stare right through you, making you grow uneasy again but on the outside you kept that cold look like he does.

He was quick to shove you against the wall behind you, his hand grabbing a hold of your chin and keeping you in place as a soft unexpected gasp left your lips from the impact. You were a bit stunned for a second, your wide eyes staring into his dark ones and a small smirk had appeared on his face.

“Do you like this position instead?” He mumbled, referring to what you had said earlier in the mess hall and it made you realize he had heard your pointless rant.

He didn’t wait for you to answer his question, instead he smashed his lips on yours. The kiss was rough at first, Levi wanting to show dominance and teach you a lesson or two about talking back and bickering with him constantly.

When you tried to move your hands up to wrap around his neck, his hands were quick to grab yours and pin them against the wall above your head. He wasn’t going to let things slide so easily and let you do what you want in this specific situation, not on his watch.

“Or do you like this position?” His words were muffled against your swollen lips, almost whining in his mouth as he practically devoured you.

He was still pissed off at you, he was mad to the point where he knew after this- you probably wouldn’t be able to do chores or training tomorrow. Eventually he had pulled back from your mouth, licking his own lips and yanking you off the wall while remaining a tight grip on your wrists.

His feet had moved, pulling you with him all the way to his desk and threw stuff off to bend you over it, pressing the side of your face down on the hard wood. He was over taking it easy on you and over trying to reason with your sour attitude everyday. A simple few kicks to the face worked for Eren yet with you, no matter what happens, you always continue to fight with him.

He had looked over at the uniform that you wore, grabbing the waistband of your pants and tugging them down in an instant, letting it pool around your ankles for the time being as he kept one hand holding your wrists behind your back and the other hand hovering over your ass.

“Or do you like this position, brat?” He said quietly, his eyes shooting down and looking at yours as your face began to get flustered.

“Levi,” You had started to say but once his name had slipped out of your mouth, he instantly raised his hand and brought it down on your bare skin, making your body jolt against the desk.

“Try again.”

“Captain.” You barely managed to stutter out, your skin burning from the impact but he was rubbing his hand over it, soothing it over.

You were stunned at what was happening inside of his office right now. Just a moment ago you two were arguing and just an hour ago you two hated each other and you were stuck doing chores because you had talked back to him and now you were bent over his desk.

You weren’t really complaining but it was hard to wrap your head around it when you two have always bickered and fought with one another over the smallest things.

Levi’s sudden actions of pulling you up off the desk and forcing you to face him, his hand grabbing your chin and forced you to connect eyes with him as a small smirk appeared on his face at how red and flustered yours was.

He didn’t even say a word, instead he reached up to undo the tie around his neck and removed it, his eyes never leaving yours and soon enough he was ripping your uniform off your body until you were bare and naked in front of his eyes.

“All that crap you were talking earlier today about how I put you in a position of being my personal punching bag and now...” He trailed off, the snarky attitude in his voice as his hands grabbed yours and tied them behind your back with his tie.

“I’m actually going to put you in a position where you’ll be my punching bag all night long and we’ll see how long you last, hm?” He had tried to not chuckle or laugh but he couldn’t help the fact that he wanted to.

You didn’t even bother to say a word to him, you stayed quiet as he tied your wrists together and turned you back around and bent over his desk in front of him. He had hummed to himself at the sight of you, something he had been imagining to himself for quite some time.

Levi had licked his lips again, spreading your legs apart with his leg and looked down at the hand print that was clearly visible on your skin from a moment ago and it had made him raise his hand to lay down another smack to your already sensitive skin. You had jolted forward again, a yelp slipping out.

He groaned under his breath, trying to hold himself back from taking you the way he wanted to right now. He wanted to take his time with you and teach you a lesson with the smart attitude you always have but the way you looked, you being completely submissive and weak before him, it made him grow weak himself.

He yanked your body up by the tie around your wrists and tugged you towards his bedroom that was connected to his office, kicking the door shut behind him and pushing you down on the bed on your back. He had adjusted the tie to move your arms above your head and tied to the headboard.

“How about this? Do you like this position?” He mumbled, his lips trailing sloppy kisses from your jawline down to your neck.

His movements had made you squirm beneath his body and soft breaths had left your lips, feeling yourself grow more impatient every minute that passes but Levi didn’t mind taking all night to prove his point to you, everything goes his way.

His fingers had brushed along your bare skin, dragging all the way down to your thigh before he firmly grabbed onto it and squeezed it all while his teeth were biting your neck, leaving multiple bite marks and bruises on your soft skin.

It was slowly starting to get unbearable to handle, the more time passed, the more impatient you got and tried to move your body as close to his as possible even if your wrists were tied up. He noticed your desperate attempts for more of his touch and it had made his big ego grow more, knowing what he was doing to you was going the way he wanted it to.

“Whats wrong? You want more, brat?” He taunted you, teasing you with a big smirk on his lips and you groaned under your breath, your eyes moving away from his but he was quick to grab your chin and force you to look up at him.

“Tell me, do you deserve to be touched after everything you’ve done the last few weeks? Do you deserve to be fucked like a good girl?” His voice was low and quiet but it was clear enough to hear every word he had said.

Slowly, you begin to nod your head, trying to move your hands but realizing they were still tied together and that only frustrated you more but he was set on making you learn and set on torturing you for testing his patience everyday.

“I’ll do anything.” You mumbled, making his eyebrows raise in amusement and curiosity at the same time.

“Anything? Like what, hm?” He was intrigued to hear any offers you had plotted inside your head but honestly, you had none- you just wanted the teasing to be over with.

It grew quiet again, you didn’t know what to say next and he had caught on to what you were trying to do. His hand had let go of your chin, trailing back down your naked body until he had decided to dip his hand between your legs and get a feel for himself, wanting to see just how bad you wanted it, just how far you can go.

It wasn’t long till his rough fingers were rubbing soft circles on your clit, his eyes burning into yours while his tongue had brushed over his dry lips. He could feel just how desperate you were and how badly you wanted to be touched down there, it fueled something inside of him to take it further but he wanted to test your limits.

You had roughly tugged at the tie that was around yours wrists, the headboard creaking in the process and he started to chuckle under his breath, pressing his fingers against you more firmly, making sure you felt every little touch. You had tried to pry your legs shut, that only made Levi push them back open as he settled between them.

“I want to hear you beg or else I could do this all night, pleasuring you to the brink of cumming and pulling away till you’re in tears.” You couldn’t believe just how casual and soft his voice was, the amused look on his face had turned into a more serious one.

A lump had started to form in your throat, stunned and not knowing what to really say. You were so far into your own thoughts that you didn’t realize he had gotten down to bury his face between your legs, his tongue licking a stripe up through your folds, making a sudden moan slip out of your mouth and his eyes had moved to look into yours when you met his gaze.

“I’m waiting or do you want me to stop?” He tilted his head, sinking his teeth into your thigh gently, making you buck your hips up out of impulse.

The stubbornness you had was glued to the front of your brain, you hated to give him exactly what he wanted- it’ll only feed onto his superior ego more but the way he was working you and the way you were practically desperate for any sort of touch from him, you knew you had to do it his way to get your way. A soft huff escaped your lips, tilting your head down to stare into his lustful eyes.

“Please, Captain.” You started to speak, watching his eyebrows raise and the amusement plastered on his face as he squeezed onto your thighs, waiting for you to continue.

“I’ll do anything just for you to fuck me. Please stop teasing.” The sudden whine that slipped out of your parted lips had made him almost throb, his skin growing hot and his fingertips digging into your skin.

“Hm, I guess you’ve been through enough teasing huh brat?” He slowly started to trail kisses back up your body until he was fully hovered over you again, his free hand caressing your cheek.

“But let’s not forget I’m here to teach you a lesson on talking back to me.”

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I made this long enough so I’m splitting this into 2 parts. Here’s the first one. Sorry for being so absent and distant. Everything had gone to hell after losing my childhood dog and school is almost over so finals and all this crazy shit but I’m trying.

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9 with Jedben :)

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9. How long have you been standing there?

Jed had been feeling lighter as of lately. Maybe being bitten by a psychotic clown who makes you relive your biggest regrets wasn't the same as a spa day, but their lives had been weird ever since Malivore became a thing. He wasn't even fazed anymore. I mean, gods were apparently a thing too, what's the point in freaking out over anything?

Well, he wasn't exactly annoyed with last one. Maybe part of it. The psychotic gods who would want to kill them all as soon as they were awake were obviously a problem. The demigod that had joined the student body as of recently... was a good development. A great development. Maybe Jed was slightly biased.

Then again he hadn't felt so good about himself in years. Maybe ever. What with repressing parts of himself he hadn't even realized he wasn't letting to the surface. He hated his dad so much for the way he'd acted and raised him, for years he hadn't realized he was making himself out to be the person his father would have approved of. And his father's approval was the last thing he'd ever want on anything.

And Ben was just... He'd crashed so unexpectedly into his life, bringing his own curse and problems and Jed was rushing to catch up with how he was feeling because this was new and different and at the same time familiar and he hadn't had a second of peace to himself to just sit down and actually work things out in his mind. Not until he'd talked with Finch, finally had someone he could discuss this with. Even if he hadn't figured everything out himself yet.

It was a whole new world, letting himself just be and he was just feeling better and better about himself every day. And maybe he'd spent the past couple of days thinking about how he'd just kissed Ben that night without a single care in the world and now he was chickening out to talk to him about it. Like, they talked, they hanged out, had another bonfire, it was fine. Ben was waiting for him and Jed was thankful, but he just wanted to get there.

"Dude, you're working yourself up. You need to stop blaming yourself for not jumping into a relationship right off the bat," Finch said, hitting the last ball on the pool table and sending it right into the top corner. It was nice to have some constant things in his life, like the very real fact that he still sucked at pool and Finch was kicking his ass.

"I'm not blaming myself," Jed protested, but it sounded weak to his own ears. "All I'm saying is that I keep wanting to tell him something and I end up not doing that and it's getting frustrating."

"Jed, you need to give yourself some time," Finch insisted, leaning her back against the table. "Ben is not pressuring you to do or say anything, you shouldn't pressure yourself to have everything figured out."

"It would make things easier," Jed muttered.

Finch snorted, but gave him a smile nonetheless. "Just try and relax. Do whatever feels natural. You don't have to overthink everything to the point where it's not even fun anymore," she said. "And if you're not ready for a bigger step yet, that's okay too."

"I don't know," Jed sighed, leaning next to her.

"Might I suggest," Finch said, her hand on his shoulder. "Taking a deep breath and focusing on something else for a second? It's not the most peaceful alternative, but there is a full moon tomorrow. The pack needs their Alpha."

"You think having all my bones broken might help me clear my mind?" he asked with a smirk.

"That and getting chained in the basement. Very unique experiences," she said with a nod, making him chuckle. "I know it feels new and scary and you want to figure yourself out, it's only natural. But you can't make yourself do that. You'll know what to say when you feel ready to say it."

She made sense and Jed wanted to trust that it would come to him and he'd know what to say when he was ready to say it, but he still couldn't help but feel pressure. The kind of pressure he was putting on himself when no one was making him do or say anything. He was happy they were still hanging out with Ben and it wasn't awkward. He was happy the glances and smiles actually meant something now and they were both aware something had changed. He didn't want to lose that. He did want something more. He just... wasn't sure how to ask for it.

But what Finch was also right on, was that tomorrow was a full moon and Jed was the Alpha. The pack needed him and he couldn't let them down, not after he'd been having Finch help him all this time when she didn't even want the leadership position in the first place.

Right, she was right. Maybe turning into a wolf for the night would be enough to help him clear his head.

So he spent the whole day helping out however he could. Most members of the pack had been in the school for a while, but for others the transformation was still a pretty new thing and when it started out with being chained to a wall and was followed by one of the most intense pains you could ever feel, it wasn't exactly great advertisement. Jed had been doing this longer than most people and the one thing he knew was that you just had to go with it. Fighting the change wasn't going to stop it and it would definitely not make it easier on you. It was just one night every month, they had to deal with it.

Everyone in the school was used to it by now and they knew to leave the wolves alone at this time of the month or just not aggravate them in general. It was a thing that happened and no one really found it weird or cared as much anymore. What was different about this time though was that there was a new student in school who was also pretty new on that side of their curse.

"So, what would happen supposed you didn't get to a comfortably located basement with chains hanging off the walls in time?" Ben was asking just as Jed was making sure that everyone was actually here. The sun would soon set and the pack was getting ready to stay locked for the night.

"People would die," Jed said, still walking through the crowd and counting heads. "Which is why it doesn't happen."

"Right, of course," Ben said, standing next to him, although slightly awkward. Like he didn't know what to do with himself. Jed would have liked to be more welcoming, but he already had too much in his head to have to worry about this too. He was running out of pack members to count, but he was still missing a few people.

"I think we have a problem." Finch showed up next to him, looking just as worried. "Ethan saw some people from the pack outside earlier. I don't think they've come back yet."

"What?" Jed exclaimed. "Are you kidding me right now?" They should at least be close to back, but that was just wishful thinking and Jed couldn't really rely on that when lives were on the line. "Okay, just get inside with the others. I'm going to find them."

"Woah, wait, is that a good idea?" Finch tried to stop him. "Literally anyone else can go."

"I can't just sit here while they're out there," Jed explained. "I'll ask someone to do a locator spell, just stay safe for now."

Finch didn't protest any further, probably knowing she wasn't going to change his mind, instead focusing on getting everyone else inside. Jed knew she didn't want to be the Alpha and would never really impose that role on anyone, but she really was good at taking care of her own.

"So, where are we going?" Ben asked as he was quick to catch up with him on his way upstairs.

"We? You are staying right here," Jed said without stopping.

"Jed, you can't go out there alone when the sun has almost set," Ben tried to reason with him. "I don't know much about werewolves, but I know I don't get easily hurt."

"This from a guy who dies on a regular basis?" Jed asked incredulously.

"And then comes back to life," Ben added, like that made everything okay.

"That's not the reassuring statement you think it is!"

"Look, we're just wasting time we don't have. You need help, so let's just go," Ben said. Jed would have probably protested a bit more, but he was right on the time running out part, so he just let it go.

The spell proved helpful enough, although the three people in question were not exactly near the school entrance as Jed had hoped they would be, which still begged the question what the hell were they thinking? but he could probably ask them that tomorrow. The split up to look for them, a few witches agreeing to help bring them back. Vampires would have probably been faster, but were also probably not the ideal solution to a werewolf during a full moon. Admittedly, Jed wasn't the best candidate either, but he was still the Alpha and had to take care of his own.

"Are we sure we're going the right way?" Ben asked after a couple of seconds when they couldn't see anyone. 

"Yeah, we're getting closer," Jed answered, his senses even more heightened during the full moon. He knew the others were close, he was just starting to lose hope that they'd be able to make it back to school in time. "Hey, can you just promise me something?" he suddenly asked him.

Ben looked back at him, probably sensing the ominous tone in his voice. "Of course," he answered nonetheless.

"If we run out of time," Jed said. "You get away from me."

"Jed-"

"No, I know you think this is fine and you're invincible so what's even the point, but there is a point and I don't want you to have to die again, okay? I especially don't want to be the one to kill you," Jed cut him off, stopping his stride for the first time.

Ben stared back at him, obviously not exactly on board with this idea, but Jed had to make himself clear. This wasn't going to be a situation where Ben could just reason with him. If Jed changed out there, Ben would have to run.

"I am-" Ben started to say when they were interrupted by a loud scream, followed by a growl.

Jed snapped his head to the sound. "Shit," he said, the last thing he remembered before a familiar overwhelming pain enveloped him.

  It was the light shining on his face that woke Jed up. He blinked against the sunlight, realizing he was most definitely not locked up as he was supposed to be after blackouts like this. It was enough to startle him wide awake as he tried to sit up in what he realized was the ground. Someone had draped a blanket over him meaning he probably hadn't been alone out there, but-

"Woah, hey, easy," he heard a voice and turned his head to find out he was right in his assumptions.

"Wha- How long have you been standing there?" he couldn't help but ask. Ben was crouching next to him, looking mildly concerned, but Jed had a lot of questions to get out of the way first. Although he should probably get back to the school first, get dressed... He was definitely grateful for the blanket.

"Would you get mad if I say I didn't actually leave?" Ben answered with a question.

Jed stared back at him. "You didn't leave? You stayed here all night?"

"It didn't feel right, leaving you alone..." he said.

"So you just stayed?" Jed repeated, knowing he meant well, but still angry that he hadn't actually listened to him. "I could have killed you!"

"You wouldn't have."

"You can't possibly know that! You could have died. I-"

"Jed," Ben stopped him softly. "You want me to tell you what happened last night?"

Jed was slightly caught off guard, but he still wanted to know so he just nodded his head. Ben was still standing there in one piece which was proof enough that Jed or anyone else from the pack hadn't actually hurt him, but he still didn't feel okay with all of it.

"Oh, they brought some clothes too," Ben added, handing them over to him. Jed didn't ask who 'them' were, the school would have probably realized people were missing last night and he was just happy to have something to wear.

"Let me start by saying, you didn't try to kill me last night," Ben said after Jed was dressed and more in shape to actually have a conversation. "Just because you seem really hung up on that." It was a relief, Jed wasn't going to lie. It was also kind of surprising. "The others probably wanted to, but from what I understand there is some kind of werewolf hierarchy thing with you being the Alpha."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Jed asked, confused.

Ben chuckled. "I'm pretty sure you growled them into submission."

That... was not what Jed had expected to hear. He was relieved, yes, but it was just... much bigger than that.

"And won't you look at that, I'm here in one piece," he added with a smile.

"Right," was all Jed could say. There was a lot to unpack here. And they hadn't even had breakfast yet.

"You're okay there?" Ben asked, still smiling.

Jed wasn't really sure what to answer to that. "You want to get something to eat?" he blurted out instead. He wished he could just bang his head against a tree or something. He wanted to talk to him. Tell him a lot of things.

Ben on the other hand didn't seem disappointed, if anything he kept on smiling. "I'd love that," he said.

Okay. Maybe Jed was doing something right.

[artzee-bee]

Best friend’s ex | Benny Weir x reader

Fandom: My babysitter’s a vampire

Request: “ Um if you don’t mind can you write for mbav? Something along the lines of the reader and Ethan try a fake relationship thing cause Ethan asked her to? Like to get to Sarah/ or get her attention. And everyone is shocked cause they thought Benny and the reader would date instead cause all 3 of them are childhood friends”

Genre:Fluff mostly but I guess a little angst torwards the end

Warnings: some arguing and also it’s LONG, don’t say I didn’t warn you

A/N: This has a little Ethan x reader too but over all it’s Benny with a guest apperence from jelous!Benny torwards the end (or at least that’s what I was going for)

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“Wait, you’re dating?! Like for real dating?!”

 You clinged tighter to Ethan’s arm “Yeah, we are” but you weren’t. You didn’t want to lie to your friends and it was honestly making you kinda uncomfy but you were doing it for E.

“Ok so how long has this been going on for?” asked Benny. You and your entire friend group were gathered around his locker and you decided to break the news to them about your and Ethan’s “relationship”, which was all bullcrap. He had asked you a couple nights before to pretend. He was hoping it would get him closer to Sarah.

“Um, no more than a month” E said, trying to sound as confident as possible and doing a fairly good job at it. Of course you saw right through him but everyone else seemed to buy his act.

“Well that’s...interesting news” Sarah laughed awkwardly

“You think so? Why?”

The group went silent for a moment

“Well, just cause” Sarah started, nervousness laced into her tone “I mean I would have guessed that Benny and Y/N were going to get together eventually.” Rory and Erika just nodded in agreement while Benny tried to suppress a nervous laughter.

“I mean, come on guys” he said “ I’ve known Y/N for just as long as Ethan.” 

“Yeah, but you two just always seemed, I don’t know, closer?”

“Well” Ethan interrupted “ seems like you were wrong on that one.”

Suddenly aware of how rude she sounded, Sarah babbled some lame excuse and left quickly, face red from embarrassment. Rory and Erika left as well, each in their own direction, but not before congratulating the couple once more. Benny was the only one left.

“You good Benny?” E asked

“Yeah, I guess it’s just interesting seeing you like this”

“I hope you’re not mad or anything I mean we…” you were quickly cut off by Benny

“No, no, absolutely, not! I’m really happy for you guys! My two best friends are in love, that’s really cool!” A pink tint made its way onto your cheeks hearing Benny say “in love”, even though you knew it wasn’t true. E smiled at you and hid his face in your hair. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he placed his hands on your hips, swaying you two back and forth for a moment

“Alright, well I gotta go. Chem starts in a few” you told your boys and headed to class, not before hugging both of them and leaving Ethan with a quick peck on the cheek

As soon as you got to class however, you texted your “boyfriend”

“Think that went pretty well”

“I think so too. Everyone seemed to buy it!”

“I know!” you said and the conversation ended like that. 

You switched your attention back to your teacher, who was discussing your next assignment but even though your eyes were on her, your mind was replaying Sarah’s comment on repeat. You and Benny, huh? You couldn’t say you disliked the idea or that you’ve never thought about it. You’ve always felt different when hanging out with him compared to all your other friends.You felt more free and comfortable. You couldn’t stop the smile on your face from the fuzzy feeling you got just thinking about Bens and you together.

“So how long are we gonna be doing this for?” you texted Ethan. Now that you thought about it, you could never date Benny after this. The sudden realisation made your stomach twist in knots. He would never even go on a date with you if he thought you to be Ethan’s ex! Bro code or whatever but you couldn’t blame them!

“I don’t know for sure, I don’t see why it should last more than a couple months.”

“Ok” you didn’t mind helping E. He was a great guy and one day, some amazing girl is gonna see that and be all over him, even if it’s not Sarah! And he’s going to fall in love and have a beautiful wife and a happy family and this thing you are doing right now is just gonna be a silly high school memory to look back at. You tried not to overthink everything like you usually do and go with the flow, have fun.

It was surprisingly easy to do. Holding hands and occasional cheek kisses didn’t mean much and you never had a “proper kiss”, telling everyone you were simply not fans of PDA. It didn’t feel much like you were a couple, just closer friends. Touchier.

About 4 months down the line, you and Ethan go on your last “date”, which really just meant pizza night at Morgan’s.

“Thanks for all this Y/N, I know you didn’t have to and it might have been awkward at times but it means a lot that you went with it all this time” Ethan says sincerely while pouring you a glass of soda

“Don’t be silly E! You are one of my best friends. I would do anything for you.”

“Yeah but, now you and Benny won’t be…” he didn’t finish his sentence, as if he wasn’t sure if bringing this up was even a good idea or if it was gonna make you mad. You told E about your crush on your best friend not long after your first day as a “couple”. You couldn’t lie to him and quite honestly, you needed someone to vent to. The more you thought about Benny, the more it hurt and while you weren’t mad at Ethan for bringing it up now (you knew he had the best of intentions), it was putting you off

“Let’s not talk about that tonight” you said softly

“Right, yes, of course! Sorry” you giggle and reached out for your glass of soda, raising it up

“A toast!” you declared dramatically, making E laugh “To our breakup!” Ethan raised his own glass and clicked it with yours 

“To our breakup!” he said before you both took a sip of your drinks

You laid down on the couch, getting ready to watch Scare Finder. Your head was resting on one of Ms. Morgan’s decorative pillows and you placed your feet on E’s lap. He rolled his eyes at you and you giggled

“I love you!”

“I love you too babe” he joked before laying down next to you and wrapping you in a hug. The couch was a bit too small for the both of you to lay down side by side and you felt the left side of your body  hanging off the edge but E’s arms were around your waist, holding you and you felt safe

“Can we..” Ethan whispered nervously “can we keep cuddling during shows even if we aren’t boyfriend- girlfriend anymore?” 

“Yes of course” you giggled

“Good, cause this is really comfortable” he whispered in your neck

“I know, I love it too”

~~~

 Your breakup was a much bigger deal than you anticipated.Your friends seemed not only shocked, but heartbroken too. You didn’t tell them anything about why you ended your relationship, saying it was too early and you didn’t feel like talking about it but that you were still close friends and nothing was going to change

Things went back to normal afterwards, except now you were single and so was Benny and you couldn't help the invisible pull, dragging you closer and closer to him. Everyone of his silly jokes made you crack up and you couldn’t even be mad at him when his failed spells ended up in a big mess that you and the friend group needed to solve. You hadn’t realised how much you missed him until you broke up with E. Whether or not that relationship was real, it felt like a real reason to stay away from Benny. It felt like you were taken because everyone else belived you to be. You couldn’t make a move on him because everyone knew you to have a boyfriend but now you didn’t and you couldn’t help yourself from looking at B in a different light.

You were over at his house, helping him pack some herbs he had to organise for his grandma, as punishment for wasting all her old ones on some spell. You were stuffing dried leaves in tiny jars, while Benny was busying himself attaching little tags to them, with the name of each plant.

“Thanks again for coming to help me, you didn’t have to”

“Anytime Bens, you know I’m always here for you” you looked at him and smiled sweetly. He looked into your eyes and said

“I know, Thank you” you nodded and switched your focus back on the plants, hoping he wouldn’t notice the blush on your face. Lucky for you, he started telling a story that happened in his geography class and things slowly fell into their usual, casual place, at least up until you had to leave.

You placed the last little jar in its respective spot on the shelf

“I think this is it, right?” Benny asked

“It should be”

“Perfect, I’m in dire need of a snack. You want chips? I have some upstairs”

“No, it’s late, I should head home”

“Um, ok yeah. No problem” but none of you moved after that, you just looked at one other for a little bit, until the awkwardness got too much and you took your backpack and headed to the door

“Thanks again” Benny said right when you reached the door

“No problem” and then time froze again. You got lost in his pretty eyes and barely noticed his chest rising and falling faster with every second that passed until, you both found yourselves in each other's arms, kissing deeply and desperately, as if you’ve waited all your life for this. Your hands tangled in his hair, pulling at loose strands, his hands running up and down your back, bringing you as close to him as possible. All your senses were intoxicated with him and finally, the little pit in your chest disappeared. Your lips fit together like puzzle pieces but than, all of a sudden, Benny pushed you away aggressively

“No, I can’t do that!” his back turned to you, but you saw the red in his face and his hands went to his head, massaging the back of his neck just like you had been doing

“Benny…”

“No, no, you are Ethan’s ex and we can’t do that! I can’t do that!”

“B, listen to me!” you tried to step towards him but at your slightest movement, he jumped back, finally turning to face you

“Y/N, that was a mistake and I’m sorry! We shouldn’t have done that! It was a mistake” your eyes stung from the tears threatening to spill down your cheeks

“Don’t say that…” you could barely hear your own voice and were genuinely surprised when B replied

“Of course it was! As much as I wanted to do it and as right as it may have felt, it’s barely been a few weeks since your last relationship with MY BEST FRIEND and your best friend too and we can’t, I CAN’T do this to him! You, you guys dated and…”

“But we didn’t!” you said

“Of course you did, are you out of your mind?” Benny looked at you, teary eyed and desperate “I saw you, we saw you! Holding hands and cheek kisses! He had his arm around your back every moment of every goddamn school day and every time I wished it was me! He had all of you and he could hold you during movie nights and spend all his free time with you and kiss you and run his hands through your hair and everytime he did it I imagined that I was in his spot, hoping you would look at me with the same love and admiration that you looked with at him but now it’s too late! It doesn’t matter that he didn’t cherish you better while he had you because I still can not take you! I can’t do that to him!”

“Benny it wasn’t real!”

“What does that even mean Y/N?” he was yelling now, but you knew he wasn’t angry, just hurt. You saw the tears in his eyes and how hard he tried to stop them from running down his face.

“We weren’t ever dating! We just pretended!” the madness in his eyes turned to a question, an invitation for you to continue “It was all a show Bens. He wanted to impress Sarah. He asked me to fake a relationship with him.”

Benny leaned over the table, resting his body on his arms. He seemed to be thinking for a while, until he said “That’s a stupid idea”

You laughed “I thought so too when he told me” Benny seemed to think some more before saying

“Such an Ethan idea to have” which only made you laugh more

“So it was never real?” he asks you finally

“No! It was just an act” but even now, Benny couldn’t say anything. He was looking at his hands nervously. You took a deep breath and said the one thing you could think of

“He knows if that’s what you are wondering” the boy looked at you with questioning eyes again “Ethan I mean”

“Ethan knows what?”

“That I like you” Benny straightened and looked at you with soft eyes once more, you felt your cheeks heat up and turned to walk away but Benny quickly grabbed your wrist and pulled you into him, holding you in a tight hug. 

“So, does that mean I can kiss you again?” a small smile tugged at your lips

“Please do”

[levisgirll]

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

text: hello everyone! first off wanna thank each and every one of you that liked and enjoyed my writings <3 this honestly makes me happy and I’m glad to know that! so I decided to write this out for everyone as I had many ideas about this cute idea! you, y/n is levi ackerman’s first lover! it was stated by hajime isayama (author/illustrator of attack on titan) in a interview that levi has never been in a romantic relationship, but that all changes when he met y/n. It was also stated that when it does come to romance and love, isayama said that he expresses levi as awkwardly/clumsily when it comes to his lover. So find out some cute headcanons about him in his first relationship with Y/N!

synopsis: how’s it like for levi ackerman to be y/n’s boyfriend? and not only that but it’s also levi’s first partner ever, and including you! But you both don’t know that :,) so, what are the things you both would do as newbies in a relationship? (incoming real cute fluff- and levi trying his best to be your best boyfriend.)

fluff, headcanon, aot world ♡ —

To start off, you guys are both confused. Not sure what to do. Levi Ackerman’s first relationship and his first time having a partner actually makes him feel quite nervous as he wants to make sure he comes out as an ideal boyfriend for Y/N. Would definitely also start to overthink a lot at his start of his new relationship.

That’s cause, he wants to show you he is cool and got things under control and also even stronger towards you, he tries his best.

BUT, he doesn't know that it’s also y/n’s first relationship! and when they joined the Levi squad after Eren was taken in by the survey corps. Levi caught their eyes, and their causal interactions, talks and bond started to grow and slowly developing feelings.

Eren would definitely figure out that you had a crush on Levi and he would say in a shocked tone “Seriously...out of all the men. It’s the scary captain you like!”

After you guys got together, he started at first to show you some of his affections which is ruffling your hair, and he would do that whenever he catches you looking down or not smiling. He wants the best for you, and to smile instead. He wants to see that on your face cause it was one of the many things he loved about you. You lowkey liked that everytime he would ruffle your hair and you could feel his soft and gentle fingers on the top of your head, so lovely it makes your heart race.

He would let you call him Levi at first and he would kinda get upset sometimes when you say captain.

Whenever you go outside the walls, he knows you will be on the other side sometimes and not in his zone and that makes him worry like shit. He cant even focus on his mission and would think “Y/N, please dont die. Please.” Begging that you would be safe. When everyone regroups, he would look for you and and in a split second he recognizes you from afar and that makes his whole tense body relax. “Fuck. What took you long?” he would say that and go up to you, “I went to get some water for my horse, are you alright Levi?” He just stood there, studying your eyes which would make you blush and you guys....end up giving butterfly kisses to each other! and that now become your thing. And guess what, he REALLY likes them, it ironically gives him butterflies in his stomach too.

Once you guys part away, he would touch his eyelashes softly just to feel your touch again and sense that are you still by his side. alive. (please give him more hugs)

Whenever you get a cut, even the smallest ones, he would always say and bring his hand out towards you “Come here”. “Levi, dont worry its a small cut!” You shyly say, “I see the injury, so come here.” and he would proceed to treat you so carefully and his full focus and attention while treating you makes your mind race like crazy. His sharp grey eyes on your knee and his finger tips would be cold when he touches your skin and that would make you shiver but you felt his love. And it made you love him again and again.

He would take any opportunity to treat your smallest injuries just as his ‘excuse’ to be really near you. And when he is done, he would look up and glance at your eyes and you guys just sit there looking at each other so loveling. He wants to try kissing you so bad and you can tell by the look of his eyes on how he focus on your pupils as it dilates, and he gets lost in your beautiful eyes. You both were about to kiss until someone calls out your name and that broke your focus and jolted up so quickly, blushing like crazy. He gets also lowkey embarrassed, and both of you get up. “O-Okay, I have to go....thanks Levi.” and he would nod with a slight blush.

Whenever he sees you carrying stuff as he would pass by, he always offers to carry it for you but still takes it away from you either way. 

He notice he is such a gentleman towards you especially and he is actually a loyal and a great man for you (too great).

He knows he stutters a lot whenever he tries to talk to you, so he doesn't trust himself to talk much to you cause he always fucks up, so he would rather listen.  When you guys meet up and talk about your day, Levi ends up being such a good listener and he loves hearing what you always had to say. “Go on, tell me more.”

Later in the relationship, he starts to feel less nervous after having many talks with you during late nights in his office and he open up to you. About his past, his life in the underground and then you later realized he is quite talkative. Would  definitely bitch about you with others and he does that on purpose cause he wants to see you laugh about it, and when you do he feels so great, you boost his ego. 

Once he was with the other soliders to train them combat style training, and he did such an impressive move that you saw from a distance. You would later go up to him and he noticed you, "Wow you're awesome when you did that move!" you would say with such an amazed expression and that actually makes him happy inside but then said “...and when I don't?" This man is always concerned, and he kinda lowkey wants you to complement him more?? Becomes needy about it.

Mentioning that, you guys slowly started to use pet names for each other. He really takes pride to it and feels so lucky to have someone to call him that and not anyone but you saying it to him meant the world for him. but, once you did not say love just once, and he actually went back to his office and really though about it for the rest of the day. He becomes really quiet in the evening and you can’t figure out what it is. So you asked. “Love what’s wrong?”. And there, he started to talk a lot more now. He realized then he can act like a kid sometimes but you found it so cute.

He also memorized and remembers your knocks and footsteps and just calls you in before even addressing anything. He was secretly waiting for you to come and he got the tea ready, and of course the table clean and even the chair extra clean cause he doesn't want any dirt on you. And of course, you are his lover so he wants the best for you.

You and Levi planned to go out to the city to buy some stuff, but he wanted to surprise you and take you to wall sina instead to this small shop to buy you an accessory that you liked. But that failed since it started to rain, “Great, shitty fucking weather.” 

Always touches your cheek tenderly and ask what is wrong when he sees you down. “Love, tell me.” He would keep looking at you and you would suddenly forget what made you upset and start to get timid . “Come on...stop you are making me shy..”. He just loves looking at you especially your eyes. “Y/N”. Suddenly he got all serious, and he gently grabbed your both of your shoulders. “I really…l-like you…” he tried to say all clumsily while leaning close to your face, but you know he is trying his best to show you his affection and love.

Whenever he gives you his back and you would see his neat and clean undercut, you would leave small kisses on it. That’s when you found out thats his soft and sensitive spot and he blushes like crazy, not expecting it but doesn't say anything. Once he was in his office alone, he would cover his face with his left hand and start to nervously say ‘Fuck...why is Y/N so damn cute, I’m gonna lose it.’

Levi loves to tease you sometimes, when they tell Levi to cut it out, but he would turn around and give you a small smirk and...chuckle a bit? You would think, wait actually nevermind let him continue.

Anything, literally anything you ask Levi to do or bring something, he is already up and willing to get it for you. “Hey love, could I please-”. “Here.” He knew what you wanted, a snack, so he just open his drawer and gave you your favorite pack of biscuits. “Have it all.” It was one of his ways to show affection and would actually feel good once you thanked him. Watch him giving you more next time.

Keeps. every. single thing. you give your man. He even has a separate drawer for you and he cherish the things you give him. You are the only one who does that to him and he loved that you were the one.

Outside, in the training area, when no one was looking he would push some of your hair that was hanging on your side behind your one of your ear. And you both would exchange glances, a look which both needed the other and the love was real.

Surprise, but he loves it when you kiss his Adam’s apple and would close his eyes while hugging you tightly.

You are the only one he trusts to have his keys to his office and once when Levi entered his office, he saw y/n laying on the coach, sleeping so quietly it warmed his heart. “Y/N waited for me this whole time?”. He would sit beside y/n and cover them with his jacket. He secretly then takes your hand and kisses it.

Overall, Levi has finally found the one, which is you, y/n. And this man would risk his life just for you. He would love his partner so deeply and wants to always be by your side and make sure that as long as you both had each other, things will be okay, and once everything is over he already thought that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. 

well this was longer than I expected!! I really do hope you all enjoy this and somehow you felt some love and fluff from Levi c: please do leave a like or a reblog if you liked it! 

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Fixed On//ATEEZ (OT8)

Pairing: ATeez (OT8) x Fem!Reader (Non-romantic)

Genre: Slight angst, psychological if you’re paranoid enough, majority fluff

Warnings: Mentions of stalking

Word count: 3.4k

You told yourself it was the lack of sleep from the three days you spent studying for your finals catching up to you, that the shadows you saw in your peripheral and the faint footsteps you heard behind you as you drowsily ran errands were simply hallucinations. You told yourself it was all in your head, but how could you believe that now that you were aware of him?

You had simply gone out to grab groceries, just a seven minute walk from your apartment that wouldn’t take any more energy from your already exhausted body, just craving a home cooked meal before crashing for the next two days. But you could practically hear his breathing as he circled around you in the produce section, feel his eyes staring at the back of your head while you selected a pack of beef and, now, you could see him clear as day as you trailed down the empty streets. You were tempted to stay in the grocery store to stall him, praying he got bored and left, but you made the mistake of going at 9:30 at night, the cashiers urging you to go as they closed at 10. Not a problem, you could just head home, right? But you couldn’t, the looming fear he’d find out where you lived making you whimper in distress. To add insult to injury, you left your cell phone at home because you didn’t think your trip would take so long and most stores were closed now, the street lights and your two bodies the only signs of life in the silent night.

You’d been walking for almost twenty minutes now, passing by your apartment reluctantly with aching feet and a spinning head, your eyes brimmed with tears as you tried to push on in case he caught up to you and hoping your $15 beef hadn’t gone bad by now. You need a miracle, something to ease your anxiety and get you home and away from the unidentified man. And, in the midst of your unfortunate predicament, you saw it: a 7-Eleven.

Your body picked up speed as you rushed inside, the place bright and lively despite only you and the cashier being present and the radio playing softly in the background, the tightness in your chest disappearing with each passing second. You gasped softly at the sound of the door’s chime, your head darting to see the hooded figure from before stepping inside and making an abrupt turn to the candy aisle. What now?

You tried to stay natural, moving to the fridge to pick out a soda that you didn’t want, glancing over to see the man adjacent to you mindlessly picking up bags of chips only to put them down once again, looking in your direction every so often to make sure you haven’t moved. And you did, floating about the store with no destination and him still on your tail, the teenager behind the register not caring as the both of you played a game of hide and seek that left your safety up to fate.

It seemed like you were hopeless but, for some reason, you were starting to get luckier as the night progressed, the door chiming and the boisterous chatter of men filling the fairly spacious convenience store.

“Get anything you want, we’re charging it to Hwa’s card.”

“Like hell you are! Pay for yourselves!”

Laughter followed the bickering of two of the guys echoed off the walls before they spread out, some going in pairs to different sections and some on their own, but the one standing alone in front of a rack of limited edition snacks just so happened to catch your gaze first. He was tall, wearing a coat that looked cute on him but made his upper body appear to be broad and muscular underneath, his face blank and firm as if he’s never smiled a day in his life. He was scary, and perfect.

Yunho’s lips were threatening to form a pout as he struggled to choose. Would he rather have a snack form Japan or Indonesia tonight? Both looked so good but he couldn’t bring himself to choose.

“I’ll get both.” He said under his breath before grabbing both bags, gasping loudly as a pair of arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

“Oppa, I thought you had work tonight!” You squealed in a faux happy voice, smiling brightly up at the wide and horrified gaze the man gave you.

“W-what?”

“Some guy’s been following me for a while now. Please, just pretend you know me.” You said in a hushed tone, smile faltering as you glanced over to the fridge you once occupied, the eyes you had feared all night staring directly at you, a soft whine leaving you as you peered back at the strange man you latched yourself to, praying he saved you in any way he could.

You gasped as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders, pulling you until your head was flush against his chest, his once stoic face now adorned with a content smile.

“I texted you that I was free but you didn’t respond! I really wanted to see you tonight.” He said in a cute yet teasing tone, your head thrown back to see him smiling down at you, giving a subtle but clear wink to let you know he was on your side, your eyes stinging as you tried not to cry in the unknown male’s arms.

“How about we go grabs some snacks and head back to my apartment? I’ll pay.” He said with a gentle smile, your head nodding reluctantly.

You both made your way to the back of the store where his friends continued to joke and bicker, Yunho’s arm not leaving you for a second although his smile was gone now, eyes still puppy like yet hard.

Considering he was a fairly large guy, it was easy for the others to catch on to his presence but, upon turning to face their groupmate, they found themselves more focused on your meek appearance hiding safely under his arm. You could feel your face burning in both embarrassment and unease at the way they eyed you and the man.

“Who is this?” One asked, his hair a beautiful royal blue and eyes just as sweet as your large bodied savior’s, the way our eyes immediately diverted from his causing a few to laugh but the way you gasped in horror as your eyes locked with your almost hour long stalker, body trembling as you opted to look at the ground. You just wanted to go home.

“This is…. Princess! My girlfriend!” Yunho said, suddenly realizing neither of you knew each other’s names.

“If he’s holding you hostage, blink twice.” Another spoke, his eyes cat-like and face sculpted to reveal his dimples as he smiled playfully at you.

“Why’s it so hard to believe I can get a girlfriend? Bunny, go pick out something to eat. We’ll wait for you so we can pay.” Yunho said affectionately, giving a reassuring squeeze to your shoulder at the way your eyes widened in fear at him, his head nodding you onward as he silently told you he had a plan, eyes never leaving you as you cautiously moved to the glass casing filled with pastries.

“Seriously, Yunho, who is she?” Seonghwa asked, voice low as the other watched you closely. You were holding two plastic grocery bags filled with vegetables and meat, you were probably a university student based on your lazy but comfortable choice of clothing. Nothing about you seemed alarming, but your sudden introduction as Yunho’s girlfriend was enough to make them suspicious.

“Look at the guy in the hoodie. She said he followed her here.” He said in a hushed voice, the unknown man creepily moving close by you before closing in on a sealed pack of donuts but giving you a once-over now that he was close enough to get a better look at you.

You felt your jaw clench as to not cry out for help and set him off. He was only a few feet away from you now, able to grab and harm you just by extending his arm if you dared to alert anyone. That wasn’t a risk you wanted to take.

“Did he follow her car or something? Why would she stop here?” Wooyoung asked.

“Obviously she didn’t drive. She would’ve left her bags in her car if she did.” Yeosang responded, a few of their eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“Wait, but the only grocery store nearby is almost ten minutes away.” Jongho chimed in.

“By car. If she walked, that would be almost 25 minutes.” Mingi concluded, their bodies running cold at the realization, taking in the severity of your situation.

You tried to seem casual, to make sure he was unaware of the sudden initiation of eight strangers planning to get you away from him as quickly as possible but, in the midst of your overthinking, you managed to wander off to the back of the store, eyes locked on the stands full of ramen in both impatient anxiousness and genuine wonder. There’s no doubt the beef you bought was no good at this point, and that constant walking you’d done really built up your appetite. You couldn’t let the boys pay for you, especially after offering their protection to keep you safe. But, you had your wallet on you, and you had to get in line with them anyways so they can pay for their snacks, so why not grab dinner for yourself while you were at it?

You mindlessly searched for the one you usually ate, even wondering if you should grab two in case you were hungry later while shifting to hold both bags of food in one hand, almost missing the set of eyes on you. Almost.

It felt like before when you were in the grocery store, body freezing as you listened closely but this time aware of the threating presence, only unaware of how close he was now. You slowly let your body rise, not wanting to let your guard down as you finally heard footsteps, the faint chatter of the boys snapping you from your daze as you tried to hurry back to them, yelping as you crashed into a warm body before you.

You held your breath, peering up cautiously before seeing a familiar and bright smile, his jaw slim but chiseled. He was the stranger’s friends, and he was cute. If you weren’t so worried about getting the hell back home safely, maybe you could’ve gotten a better look at each one to see if they were all this stunning.

“Uhm, P-Princess,” Seonghwa cringed at the pseudonym, not sure why Yunho couldn’t just ask for your actual name to begin with.

“We’re getting ready to pay. You got everything you need?”

You glanced at the bowl of instant ramen before nodding, Seonghwa eagerly taking it from your hands to leave it unoccupied, but that didn’t last long as he grasped it to guide you beside him, your sides practically touching. It was a bit confusing, it made you worried that your act would be found out by the mysterious guy following you. But Seonghwa was no idiot, his observation skills heightened since he was brought into your escape plan, trying hard to not send a glare to the creep standing in the place you were moments ago. If he hadn’t noticed him moving closer, who knows what would’ve happened to you.

“Hey, ready?” Yunho asked you softly, your head nodding once more as they began to hand their items to the still disinterested boy behind the register, your eyes examining their mannerisms.

You were a little wary about blindly asking for their help but, from the way they immediately took on the task to protect you by staying at your side, and even now as the short but equally as model-like blue-haired guy complained that he thought they were using ‘Seonghwa’s’ card, only to be met with teasing ‘Thank you, mom’ chants from the remainder which left him looking a bit disgruntled, you knew they were nothing to fear.

You moved forward as they trailed on to the side, setting down your ramen as Yunho kept his place next to you, moving to pull out his wallet but you immediately snatched your hand from Seonghwa’s wanting to give a quick apology but needing to pay before he had the chance to.

“Don’t worry, I can-“

‘It’s only a dollar, Princess, it’s fine.” Yunho said while handing cash to the man, a faint warmth creeping to your cheeks at how casually he used that newly established nickname.

You thanked the man as you grabbed onto yet another bag for the night, all of you eagerly leaving the store and into the parking lot, the suffocating atmosphere now dissipating into relief as you took in a breath of fresh air. That man didn’t follow you out, the ambience felt so light and fun with the group of men joking ahead of you as they walked to a van with a very bold ‘ATEEZ’ on the side, your jaw nearly hitting the ground.

You’ve heard of their group, their music everywhere yet never had the time or desire to actually look them up, which would explain why you didn’t recognize them immediately. Although, the cat-eyed one went viral not too long ago for his charismatic dancing and now, watching him and a tanned guy with a mole beneath his eye he pointed and referred to as ‘Woo’ laugh at something said by the blue haired man while the tall one, one that resembled a prince and fairy all in one, and one that looked scary until he showed a smile so sweet it managed to make him look more youthful, you realized they were all hot. And suddenly the intimidation you thought you were free from came rushing back to you.

“Hey,” The sudden voice pulled you from your thoughts, a yelp leaving you as you faced the first one you met, his smile falling a bit but recovering just as fast.

“Didn’t mean to scare you. Just need to know your address so we can take you home.” He held up his cellphone and a navigation system, your eyes wide as you looked between him and the bright phone screen. They could’ve honestly left you there once that man stopped pursuing you, yet they were still looking after you.

“Or I could call you a cab. We know you probably don’t want to be around a ton of strangers right now.”

“N-no! Thank you, so much, I’m just really thankful I found you guys.”

“Hey, it only cost us a dollar to help you, and I don’t think any of us would feel right just leaving you to protect yourself from that guy.” Yunho said gently.

His tone and eyes were telling you he was being sincere, not that you needed any more convincing to trust him or his friends. Not to mention he was right about you needing a ride home, reality kicking in that you still didn’t have your phone on you and, if your groceries weren’t completely wasted by now, you still had some time to save them.

With a small smile you took his phone from his hands, typing in your address and passing it back to him, your body turning to match his as you head towards the van, the faint sounds of the boys arguing over who would drive and all agreeing that none of them wanted to, leading to an intense game of rock-paper-scissors that Yunho gladly stayed out of, a small giggle threatening to erupt from your lips.

“By the way, you guys don’t feel like strangers. Especially with your group’s name plastered on the side of your car.” You joked, a simple ‘Ah’ leaving him as you stared at you with a smirk, almost a silent way to say he’s discovered your dirty secret.

“You know, at first I thought you were a fan or something and that’s why you came up to me. I didn’t think I’d be right.”

“Uh, actually, I don’t know anything about you guys. I didn’t know you were ‘ATEEZ’ until I saw, well, that.” You gestured back to the vehicle where the boys began to disperse and enter the car, but the loud and bitter comments of them not wanting ‘Mingi’ to drive filling the air followed by an authoritative ‘Do you wanna do it?!’ from the blue-head. Were they aware of how unintentionally funny they were?

“Well, in that case, I’m Yunho.” He smiled, a genuine one that made you breathe out in contentment.

“I’m (Y/n).”

Your introduction was brief, followed by a silence that was neither comfortable nor uncomfortable, lingering in the air as you both made it to the van, easing your way inside and finding a seat next to the blue-head and prince-faced boy, giving a small nod and smile that he shyly returned, the three boys behind you too preoccupied in their phones to acknowledge you and, suddenly, the silence gone as Yunho spoke up from his awkward position of setting up his phone to the dashboard, the faint voice of the navigation arising in the background.

“You should introduce yourselves to (Y/n)!”

“Her name’s (Y/n)?” The one in the driver’s seat asked as he started the engine, peering to you from the rear view mirror with bright eyes before putting the car into drive.

“My name is Mingi.”

“I’m Seonghwa.” The guy from the passenger seat said to you as he turned to wave.

“I’m Choi San.” Cat eyes said from behind you, giving a dimpled smile that you easily returned.

“I am Jongho, and this is Wooyoung.”

“Hey! I can introduce myself!” You jumped slightly at the boom of ‘Wooyoung’s’ voice, giving a bewildered look at how fast he went back to his calm and charismatic self.

“I’m Wooyoung.” He reached his hand out to you, which you slowly took as you tried to calm down the giggles bubbling inside of you.

“Yeosang.” The one beside you said meekly, not giving you eye contact as he scrolled through his social media.

“And my name’s Hongjoong!” The blue-haired guy said, giving an enthusiastic wave that was slowly swallowed by the oversized sweater he wore, your breath caught in your throat from how cute he was.

“It’s nice to meet you all and, thank you, so much, for helping me tonight.”

“It’s no problem, we just wanted to make sure you stayed safe.” Mingi stated. You would’ve thought his deep voice would be drowned out by the van’s engine but you heard him perfectly.

“But what made you think we weren’t the creeps? You’re probably in a car full of murders and you don’t even know it-“

“Shut the hell up, Wooyoung, you’re scaring her!” Seonghwa yelled from the front, a hand landing on top of your head to give a small ruffle, your eyes following it to Hongjoong who peered past Yeosang’s head to see you.

“Don’t worry, we’re all good guys.”

“He’s lying! He yells at us all the time!” Jongho whined with a pout, slowly letting it grow into a smirk as Hongjoong glared at him playfully.

“Because none of you listen!” Hongjoong snapped back, an amused laugh from San echoing through the vehicle.

“Oh no, dad’s mad.”

“I’m stuck with ungrateful kids, of course I’m mad!” You couldn’t help but laugh, their bickering growing by the second as the car ride progressed.

It was funny how quickly they forgot there was a stranger riding with them, having conversations that you couldn’t understand about an idol life that you had no part in, Yunho attempting to remind them of your presence to make you feel included, eventually leading you to discuss university life that they couldn’t quite understand and, as mundane as it seemed, was still a bit entertaining.

You could see the familiar street light with a poster for part-time employment at the nearby seafood shop taped to it, signaling you were approaching your apartment a lot sooner than you expected and, as relieved as you were to finally be home and to relax from the horrifying encounter you had, you didn’t want to leave.

These boys, as loud and strange as they were, were peaceful to be around and a comfort you didn’t know you needed. You weren’t really aware of ATEEZ, who they were or the music the produced, but you knew they were good people, and maybe this night was enough to keep your mind fixed on them.