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starstruckkittensweets · 1 year ago

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puppy love

Chuuya Nakahara x Reader

fandom: bungo stray dogs

My latest fixation, Chuuya with puppies! My precious boy deserves to be happy with a doggy of his own, so I decided to play into this little fantasy of mine (and his, probably). I'm planning on writing more parts to this lil series, I think it's helping me get out of my writing slump. Also parts of this fic are inspired by Shiloh, one of my all-time favorite books (so much nostalgia...) and a bit of a reference to that one puppy episode from Wan. And the panel I used for the banner is from the BSD manga (I think it's ch. 24) I hope you enjoy!

warnings: mentions of stray animals, Reader cries but it's in relief, mostly fluff, pet names (mostly "doll" but used only once in this part), the start of a slow burn perhaps? || words: 2k

Part I | Part II | Part III

He’s halfway through his usual trek home, muscles burning and head pounding from another successful night’s mission, when he realizes he has a shadow.

Chuuya doesn’t let up his pace; stay calm, don’t give anything away—but he has to wonder, who could be this stupid to try to follow a mafia executive? And they’re not being subtle about it either. Making no effort to conceal their breaths or their footsteps—

Wait a minute…that sounds too light to be footsteps…

He sucks in a breath and turns around to face the culprit. Hands clenched into fists at his sides, preparing for a fight—

“Woof!”

Staring up at him is perhaps one of the cutest fucking dogs he’s ever laid eyes on. (Not that he’s seen many dogs, but the point still stands.) Pointy ears, fuzzy orange fur, white paws and a belly that definitely looks too plump for a street dog.

He stares at it. The dog stares back, pink tongue lolling out the side of its mouth.

“…Woof!”

It takes every ounce of strength he can muster not to melt right then and there on the sidewalk. A thousand squeals on the tip of his tongue, gloved hands itching to scratch under that fuzzy little chin of his.

Never mind any dog hair, fuck that. Who’s gonna try to turn their nose up at this little cutie?

Chuuya briefly scans the area—not a soul in sight, just him and his companion beneath the lamplights—before dropping to his knees. The dog paws at the ground, his curly tail swishing madly in the air.

“C’mere boy,” he keeps his voice soft, holding out a hand. But the dog doesn’t budge. He just stares at him with that big dumb smile of his.

That really adorable dumb smile.

He tries again. The dog tilts his head and refuses to move. So Chuuya tries another tactic: “C’mere, girl?”

Still doesn’t move a muscle. Although now the dog looks amused as he paces from side to side, just out of Chuuya’s reach.

Yeah, gotta be a boy with that kind of attitude.

Chuuya sighs before pushing himself off the ground. Ah well, guess he’s too nervous to approach humans. Can’t really blame him for that; this city’s got its fair share of unpleasant people. He deals with them all the time, so he can kinda relate.

He shoves his hands back into his pockets (try not to think about how soft the dog’s fur must be) and turns on his heel to head home. It’s getting late anyway, and he’s got to get an early start tomorrow morning. He can’t be spending all night moping around some stray puppy following him around.

Even if he is the cutest thing he’s ever laid eyes on.

But he only gets a few steps in before hearing the unmistakable click-click of the dog’s nails against the pavement. He stops, the dog stops too. He glances over his shoulder, biting back a smile at the dog’s happy face.

“What do you want, huh? I don’t have any food, so if that’s what you’re looking for…”

Not that he looks like he needs any treats to begin with. He’s seen a few of the dogs roaming around Yokohama, all skin and bones as they pick through tipped-over trash cans. And the stray cats are no better, ears flat against their skulls as they hiss and claw at everything in sight.

So why does this dog look so fucking proud of himself?

Chuuya sighs and whistles to himself—and suddenly the dog comes running.

Two dirty paws plant themselves on his dress pants, that’ll surely be hard to get out, but how can he get angry when the dog’s trying so hard to reach his face? He chuckles under his breath as he kneels down to his level, as the dog plants kiss after kiss on his face with his slobbery tongue.

“Who knew all it took was a whistle?” he says more to himself than to the pup. The dog’s tail is wagging so hard he thinks it’ll fall off, the tiny little thing that it is.

He slides one of his gloves off, letting the dog sniff his hand before scratching him behind the ears. He was right, his fur is so soft… And his smile only gets bigger when the dog licks him again, not even minding all the drool.

But then he stiffens, slipping his fingers through the dog’s fur, noticing a red band of leather fastened around his neck. A collar? No way he’s someone’s pet. Then again, he does look a little too spoiled to be wandering the streets for food.

He curls his finger around the golden tag dangling from the buckle. No name, only an address he thinks he recognizes. Right on the edge of Yokohama, where the scent of sea salt is the strongest. Is it someone’s house? Apartment? Maybe a shelter of some kind?

Chuuya steals another look at the dog, at those sweet brown eyes and twitching wet nose, trying his best to ignore the icy clench of his stomach. Maybe it’s for the best, just to bring him back. What’s he gonna do with a dog, anyway? Not like his job allows for much time raising a puppy, anyway.

Even one so cute as this little guy.

“Alright,” he sighs, scooping the pup in his arms, “let’s get you home.” He tries not to dwell on how warm the puppy is, or how softly he nestles his face in the crook of his shoulder.

And definitely not the way he can feel the pup drifting off to sleep as he starts down the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Gentle puffs against his skin, his curly tail twitching against his wrist.

“Kotaro! There you are!”

The engraving on the pup’s collar has led him to a tiny little shop a few minutes from the port. A bit shabby with a torn sign on the top and windows that have definitely seen better days, and he’s about to turn tail (no pun intended) until he sees someone nearly fly out through the set of double doors.

“Kotaro!” Your voice is strained, tears streaming down your cheeks as you sweep the puppy into your arms. Clutching him as tight as you can, smoothing down the fur on his head as he stirs awake from his little nap. “I was worried sick… How did you escape again?! I could’ve sworn I locked the doors… You’re just lucky I came back downstairs when I did—or else you would’ve been out there all night long!”

The puppy only wags his tail, staring up at you with those silly eyes and sweet little “smile.” He knows it’s your weakness, how could you be angry at a face like that?

Oh, well. As long as he’s safe, you can’t really hold a grudge against him. Not when he’s back in your arms, safe and sound, and it’s just the two of you, just as it always should be.

It’s only when you hear someone clear their throat that you realize you’re actually not alone. You hastily wipe your eyes with the back of your hand—it’s a little difficult with a nearly-twenty-pound dog in your arms—and stare up at the man before you. Kotaro’s savior, your savior. And suddenly you feel a fresh wave of tears surge forth.

“Thank you for bringing him back! I’m so sorry if he’s caused you any trouble, I know he has a habit of bothering people when he sneaks out—I thought I’d kept him inside this time! He just has a thing for running away like the little troublemaker he is. He’s still young, hopefully he’ll grow out of it when he’s older, maybe he’ll mellow out and settle down, and then…”

You bite your tongue and avert your eyes. No need to scare off the stranger with your incessant rambling, especially after he was so nice to bring Kotaro back to you. But he only shakes his head, a soft smile on his lips as he tips his hat over his eyes.

“Don’t worry about it, he didn’t cause too much trouble.” He lifts a hand, allowing Kotaro to sniff him before scratching the fur beneath his chin. “Keep an eye on him, though. You don’t want him getting lost out there, especially this time of night.”

“I know… I swear, he’s gonna give me gray hairs before the end of the year. The other dogs aren’t even this mischievous, I don’t know where he got it from!”

Wait, other dogs?

He glances over your shoulder, towards the dingy windows of the shop. Pet supplies and part-time shelter, the sign plastered on the glass says. And sure enough, the closer he looks at your outfit, he can see little bits of dog fur clinging to the fabric—some gray, some brown, some white, and then a hint of orange thanks to Kotaro.

Just how many dogs do you have in there?

“Anyway, I just wanna say I really appreciate you bringing him back here. You didn’t have to, I know you’re probably busy. Let me just run inside and get my wallet, I think I have some left over if you want—”

But he’s quick to shut you down with a shake of his head, even a wave of his hands for emphasis. No money, he’s already got plenty of that to spare. And besides, it doesn’t sit right with him, paying him for something that should come naturally to any decent person.

And he doesn’t want to sound mean, but judging from the shape of that little shop of yours, you look like you can use every last cent you have.

“Oh, if you say so… But still, why don’t I make it up to you sometime?”

An uneasy silence settles in the air between you; Chuuya blinks as he watches you shift your weight, partially hiding your face in Kotaro’s fur.

“…I mean, you don’t have to—I just wanna pay you back some way! Maybe I can treat you to lunch one of these days? I don’t have many days off, but I can make it work! Or maybe…do you have a dog of your own? I can give you a discount on anything in the shop!” You throw an arm out to the double doors behind you, still holding Kotaro to your chest. “Name it and it’s yours! I really don’t mind, it’s just me here anyway. Well, me and the dogs, all nine of us.”

Wait, nine, including yourself…

“You have eight of them?!”

A laugh bubbles up in your throat at the look on Chuuya’s face. He reminds you of a child on Christmas morning, staring at the presents strewn around the glowing tree. He doesn’t seem one to enjoy the company of dogs, given his fancy attire and confident aura.

And yet, he still brought Kotaro back home, when he could’ve easily turned and walked the other way. You’ve learned not to judge a book by its cover, after all.

“Eight dogs, and hopefully more by the end of the year.” Your cheeks grow warm beneath his startling blue gaze. (His eyes are really pretty up close, aren’t they?) “…I can tell you all about them on our lunch date, if you’re interested.”

He blinks, eyes flitting back and forth between you and the dog in your arms. You’ve got guts, he’ll give you that; he can see it in the way you talk to him, the way you hold the puppy in your arms. Gentle as ever, but a fire brimming in your eyes. You love this dog, no doubt about it.

And you’ve got seven more inside? Do you love them all the same amount?

What breeds are they? How did you come to adopt so many dogs at once? Or did you adopt them at once, or sporadically over the years?

So many questions, and yet the night is crawling by. He shakes his head again, giving Kotaro one last scratch behind the ears, before meeting your gaze once more.

“Lunch sounds perfect, doll.”

Your lips pull up in a smile, and he can’t help but notice how it nearly matches the one on Kotaro’s face. Bright and eager, melting under the attention of the ones around you.

And yet your smile is infinitely prettier, and he finds himself thinking about it as he starts the familiar journey back home, as the night hours slowly tick by.

#chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara x reader #chuuya x y/n #chuuya x you #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x you #bsd x you #bsd x y/n #bsd x reader #bsd fics #puppy love

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lilmissasap · 2 years ago

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agape- nicholas britell

summary: miles is takin down ur braids

published: july 27, 2023

warnings: Grammarly hates me, the patriarchy, a dash of toxic masculinity, miles being a product of that grrah grah boom type masculinity, aave (no im not translating shit for you yall got access to urban dictionary and its not really a warning), i edited it myself so lmk if there are any mistakes

sueñito- little dream, bonito- handsome/ pretty boy, no me importa- i don't care/ it's not important to me

w/c: 1.5 k

reader's black coded cus im black so deal w it <3

i think this something every black boy be needin deep down

“Stop movin, ma”

“It’s knotty,”

“You had these in for how long?”

Silence.

“There's your answer right there, mama,”

“Sorry,”

“Nun to be sorry for, just hold still,”

Currently sitting on the bathroom floor criss-cross apple sauce, Miles was sitting on the toilet, your head between his knees, while he was taking down the frizzy lemonade braids that barely hugged your scalp anymore.

“Miles?”

He hums in response, rat tail comb in one hand, a tub of coconut oil in the other, threading the tail of the comb through the extensions down your back

“You’re the prettiest boy in all of Brooklyn,”

“Shut up”

“Prettiest boy I’ve ever seen,”

“Nuh-uh,”

“Fuck you mean ‘nuh uh’? The little freckles all over your cheeks? Cutest things I’ve ever seen, especially how they’re all slightly different shades, like lil polka dots all over your face, gives me a map a’ where to kiss. The little tiny dimple on the left side of your face? Adorable, 10/10, no notes. Also very kissable." He's still now, staring at the back of your head, using bundles strewn over his shoulder, mouth agape. “Them thick and long ass eyelashes? I could stare at ‘em all day, they look like teeny tiny butterfly wings when you rest your eyes.”

“Shut up,” he whispers, still unmoving, the little dab of coconut oil on his fingers slowly dribbling down his wrist

“Your mind pretty as hell, too, I like listening to what you have to hear when you let me,” you mumble, pressing tiny kisses into his cargo pant–clad kneecap.

“Stop doin that shit, ma”

“What?”

“Talkin all crazy like that,”

“I’m not talkin crazy, miles I’m being honest,”

“You makin me out to be some weak ass lil boy,”

“Miles.” you turn around abruptly, staring at him dead in the eye. “I’m jus being honest wit you. What's going on?”

“It’s nothin, ma, turn around”

“Sueñito. Lemme know what's up,”

“It’s nothin,”

You huff, turning around to face the bottom of the sink again. Silence bellows throughout the bathroom, Miles rubbing oil on your braids to detangle them to later drag the comb in once again and throw the discarded hair extension over his shoulder. The only sound between the two of you is the Marvin Gaye spinning on the record player, rooms away, dull basslines thrumming through the apartment.

“Ion like this,”

“What?”

“Whatever jus happened, we talk about what's bothering us,”

“Ain't nothin botherin me, ma,”

“Then why you start buggin' the second I get to complimenting you?”

“Cus ian wit all that girly shit,”

“Fuck you mean girly shit, I’m jus tryna love up on you Miles,” your nostrils flare as you stare ahead of you.

“Baby, I’m all for that but–”

“Miles, did someone tell you boys can't get that?”

A silence.

“Baby.”

“What?”

“Jus cus you a boy dont mean you don't deserve love,”

“Aint nobody say allat–”

“Shut up Ian done,” you say, swiftly turning around and snagging the oil and comb from his hand “jus cus you a boy doesn't mean you don't deserve to feel shit miles. Ion know what it was like wit your last girl, but Ian her. Okay? You allowed to be a person wimme, you know that right?”

“Ma–”

“Shut up I still ain't done yet. Miles I’m real, I’m right here. real like you, I promise you I’m not goin nowhere right now,”

“You done?”

“Yeah,”

“C’mere,” he motions to his lap, taking the comb and oil out of your hands and setting them on the tiled floor, laying out the discarded bundles.

“ ‘s oil all up on my hands”

“No me importa ma, come up on here,”

Obeying and wiping the excess coconut oil off your hand, you do. Straddling his lap, and looking into his eyes, examining the twinge of sadness in his eyes.

“Talk to me, mama,”

“I want you to know that you deserve love and that you’re allowed to feel some typa way. I want you to talk to me, Miles. I care about you so much and I wanna make sure you’re good. I love hearing you talk, but Ion like havin to beg you to talk to me. I love jus bein in your presence, but I hate feelin like that Miles. I don’t know who told you whatever's going through your head right now but they dead wrong. I wanna know how you be feelin, I wanna know.”

“Why you even talk like this to me?”

“Cus I’m your girl, n I like to kiss up on you and love all up on you,”

At this, he averts his eyes, trying to escape your gaze, his breath audibly speeding up.

“Mm mm, don't do that Miles. Please breathe,”

You plead, subconsciously pressing your middle three fingers under his jaw trying to measure his heart rate. Almost as a reflex to hide from you, he shrugs your hand away from under his jaw and pulls his hoodie over his mouth.

“Nah nah, don't hide from me neither,”

“Ain’t nobody hidin from you,”

“Jus cus you a boy don’t mean you don't deserve them random ass cuddles, or someone to tie up your durag or wash your hair. It don’t mean you shouldn't get flowers or hugs or them lil hickies behind your ear. Don't mean you not allowed to be sad or mad or wanna cry. Now Ion know who told you or made you feel that way but they dead wrong Miles. You allowed to feel with me,”

“Ian some lil boy runnin around though, that shit ain't for me,”

“If you wasn't supposed to feel and acknowledge your feelings, why would you be able to feel them? They there for a reason,”

Still straddled on his lap, he looks up at you with the tiny leverage you have on him. His eyes are big and doe-like, almost as if he’s scared to make this next step, say this next sentence.”

“Ion know why,” he mumbles, voice soft and scared. suddenly he’s kissin up on you, gripping anything he can get his hands on, like he’s making up for lost time, lost feelings. It's urgent and a little rough, though his lips are soft and velvety, a twinge of menthol chapstick on them.

“Yo yo yo, slow down. Ian goin nowhere” you whisper into his mouth, nails gently raking across his neck “ ‘m right here Miles, see?” you ask, guiding his hands to feel on the left side of your chest, right above your heart. “ ‘s my heart under there, I'm right here okay? I’m real, Miles I swear,”

“You’re real?” he whispers, breath shaky and uneven fisting the thin fabric of your camisole under the evergreen zip-up, in an attempt to feel more of your heart.

“You allowed to feel your feelings the same way you feel my heart,”

He still looks astonished, scared, and frozen. suddenly it wasn’t him you were talking to anymore. it was the scared little Brooklyn boy who had all these feelings stored away inside him, unsure of what to do or who to show them to.

“ ‘m sitting right here miles. I’m your girl, okay? This is real, and you are real,”

“I’m real?” tears begin to swim in his eyes.

“You’re real miles. and those feelings in that big heart of yours? Those are real too. And if you let me, I wanna hear all of 'em.”

His body stills once more against you, a small tear gliding down his cheek.

“I love you,”

And then he’s sobbing.

“Sshh, hey it's okay” you whisper, holding him close to your chest. “I love you so much I can’t hardly breathe when I'm around you. It’s okay and you're okay, Miles. I’m real and this is real and you. You are real.” you mumble into his braids, holding him with the protectiveness of a mother with a small child.

He just sat there, his head buried in your chest as he cried quietly, letting everything out. You just sat and let him cry and vent through his tears. All the things he had bottled up, discouraged to show to anyone. Sooner or later the tears slow to a stop, his face puffy and hot.

Gently tugging the ends of his braids, he looks up at you.

“You feel better sueñito?” you ask, dragging the cuff of your sweater to dry his face and pressing butterfly kisses to his cheeks in its wake. He did nothing but nod lazily, seemingly lighter, and nuzzling his face into your chest.

“Lemme finish wiping up your face n then you can be all up on me, bonito, okay?

He just nodded, dropping his head back to rest against the bathroom wall, the half-taken-out braids on your scalp no longer th task at hand. Reaching behind him you grab a baby wipe and swipe the tears and snot off his face, leaving his skin with a glossy finish. Holding his chin up, you look dead in his eyes.

“You so beautiful Miles.”

And this time, he nods.

🩷 reblogs are always appreciated for reach <3

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winterchimez · 1 year ago

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describe your moots as tbz members <33

hiya anon 👋🏻 im so sorry it took me the longest time to reply to your ask cs me needed to do some ✨thinking✨ on this shdjd but here it goes!

@stealanity as sangyeon

our mother our unnie!!! matty just takes care of all of us so well (i mean the entire deoboyznet might just be her kids by now) and she’s super sweet always making sure we’re doing great & safe & healthy 🥹

@flwoie & @hanniluvi as jacob

no cs these two have literally been nothing but the sweetest ever to me ever since we became moots 🥹 you both have been with me from the very beginning of my writing journey and i def wouldn’t be where im at now without you guys 😭 im always so so grateful to you both truly 🤧💕

@wuahae as younghoon

idk abt yall but cat just screams hoonie vibes to me. despite being really sweet she’s also so so cute and pretty irl!!! and we all know hoonie is the sweetest and one of the darn good looking guys ever 😩

@daisyvisions as hyunjae

ahhh my fav sangyeon stan!!! daisy is just so outgoing and friendly like hyunjae is, and ofc ✨ahem✨ as wild as hyunjae can be 🤪 she’s always sending me some sangyeon ✨GOOD FOOD✨ (with some hyunjae at the side cs we both sangmil girlies 😩) thanks for always feeding my delusions ig 🤧🫶🏻

@juyeonszn as juyeon

fawn is literally just the sweetest and nicest ever!!! and her writing?? OMG. PURE TALENT JUST LIKE JUYO HIMSELF 😤 yall should def check out her works if you haven’t PERIODT ✨ and i look forward to having more convos with you 😉💕

@sungbeam as kevin/changmin

ah there’s my fiery elmo twin!!! 🔥 i mean there’s literally NOTHING this girl can’t do, from making such high quality banners to dropping i dare say THE BEST fics you’ll ever find here we love a talented queen ✨ and also she’s always spitting some random facts and memes and that’s exactly like kevin on weverse/bubble lmao

putting in a sprinkle of changmin just cs. changmin spits fire and she does that to me all the time 😔

@heemingyu as chanhee

sana is just as savage as chanhee is LMAO ive became a joke for her to the point she practically LIVES for my reaction whenever she sends me ✨ahem✨ daddy sangyeon content 😔 (but she can be as sweet and caring as chanhee does so some bonus points ig :p)

@invuwrld as changmin

mona has unfortunately became besties with sana in terms of sending me daddy sangyeon content bcs lemme tell you they’re literally partners-in-crime when it comes to b*llying moi 😔 (i mean the large amount of sangyeon in her album is for me so 😔😔) hence they’re literally just kyunew. i said what i said 😤 (but at the end of the day i go back to loving and protecting mona cs im a very responsible unnie 🤧)

@cupidjyu & @zzoguri as haknyeon

hakkie is the sweetest little bean & literally my comfort person ever & that’s exactly yumi & moni!! yumi is just the sweetest and cutest lil 妹妹 and there’s nothing i wanna do then to give her cuddles and protect her at all cost 💖 and ofc moni. bless your kindest soul ever cs you’re always just so so nice to me :(((( and ofc i bawled my eyes out reading moni’s changmin fic cs i was going through things at that time and i literally spammed moni’s dms telling how much it has helped me loads 🥹 so yes im eternally grateful for that & thank you for listening to my story too 🤧 (which btw yall should check out the fic if you haven’t!!!)

@justalildumpling as sunwoo

my emotional support buddy j!!! 💪 yknow how sunwoo’s the type where you’d just feel so comfortable starting a convo with even tho you’ve just met? j is literally that and im so so glad we hit off so well!! tbh ive seen you on my dash a lot & im more than thrilled when we became moots 😭 and cs we’re both delusional so we can become besties and get our phd from the delulu boy himself 😔 (i’ll forever remember our lipstick convo lmao 💄)

@i520cm as eric

ah the maknae of all maknaes. lmao ipah is just as outgoing as eric is, and she literally pops into the gc and drops some random ass topic which makes everyone laugh their asses off most of the time 🤣 and umm… ipah does overshare sometimes but its good we love that energy and poor kiddo is always being bullied LMAO its ok your kakak’s got your back always 😭😭😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

#❄️ — asks!#sweetest anon! <3 #mutuals! <3 #tag games! 🎮#lmao its just the entire deoboyznet here 😭

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theodoraflowerday · 2 years ago

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heartstopper s2e1 live episode reaction

oh my god okay here we go here we go here we go

NOT TAO GIVING RELATIONSHIP ADVICE

I know a lot about relationships I watch a lot of romance movies LMALOKAJRKSJFKSJFJFKFJF TAO

Imogen and nick's friendship is about to be so fucking important to me

fuck you ben hope

OH THERE IS NO WAY

OH FUCK YOU

oh my god mr farouk JSKFJDLFK

"are you just gonna ignore me for two weeks then" yes fuck you ben

oh my god ben is genuinely so repulsive I just sufkdufidufk

FUCK YOU BEN

also oh my god not charlie rejoining the rugby team

"I need you" I'll die

oh my god he's mad mad at his friends

big fan of otis being nice to charlie tho

that

was the CUTEST

thing

I've ever seen

theY ARE DOING THE FOREHEAD THING

UGH BUT KISSING'S SO FUN

YOU'RE MAKING ME WANT TO KISS YOU AGAIN

MURDER MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

nick is like fr laying it on THICK this episode sweet jesus

we get it baby you're about to fall over every time you look at charlie

oh my god that scene was god tier

"I treasure my alone time" victoria spring you are undoubtedly my favorite

DARCY ASKING TARA IF SHE'S STILL LOVE HER IF SHE WERE A WORM IM DYINGJFLGKFLGKFÑGKFLGKFLGIFLGUF

IM IN TEARS I LOVE THE PARIS SQUAD SO MUCH

IT'LL BE FINE!!! SHE'S AN ALLY!!!!!!!

JSKDJSKFJDKFJDLFUDLKF DARCY OLSSON

oh my god

this is such a comfort show

oh nick darling baby boy

also not draw me like one of your french girls iskfkdjf

JACK. JACK IM SWIMMING

THE GIRLS POINTING AT IMOGEN AND GOING TELL HER TELL HER IKDJFKDJFKDJFKFJFKFJFJ

oh my god new favorite episode

oh my god that was so fucking precious

oh my god

"I don't actually know how to react" "this is good" BESTIEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS

oh fuck

listen. I understand that we all called it. but I'm gonna need for Imogen to be SO FFR right now

babygirl no. no sweetie. no.

OH NO OH NO HE KISSED HIM IN FRONT OF HIS FRIENDS

oh okay that's

they're making out sjfhdkfjflfjf

CALM DOWN BOYS JESUS

"I can't believe people think you're straight" honestly same

NOT THE HANKY PANKY SCENEKFJFKFKFLDKFKDKFLDKF

julio spring you are a Man

NO HANKY PANKY TIL YOU'RE MARRIED - STOP SAYING HANKY PANKY

tori's lil teary eyes get me every time bye

oh nick's so happy

oh fuck me

oh my god okay that was

new favorite episode probably sjfjfkf

#hs livenats #heartstopper spoilers #heartstopper s2 spoilers

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beatnikbedlam · 2 years ago

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Spring 2023 Anime Roundup

uhhhh it’s kinda late this season and idek if i REALLY feel like doing it but here goes

New Shit:

Why Raelina Ended Up at the Duke’s Mansion: probably my favorite of the season so far. corsets, conspiracies, and hot dangerous men as far as the eye can see

Mashle: lives up to the hype! it’s just One Punch Man + Harry Potter - JKR’s shitty politics

KamiKatsu: absolutely demented. i truly have no idea whatsoever what’s coming week-to-week

Magical Destroyers: was not sold at all initially, but the OP kept drawing me back and i think i’m on board now

I Got a Cheat Skill…: pretty generic power fantasy/wish fulfillment, but executed well enough to keep me interested

Skip and Loafer: fucking adorable. love these lil rascals

Rokudo’s Bad Girls: this show gives me nostalgia for an era of anime that i wasn’t even super into. don’t let the art style turn you off, it’s some of the most fun you can have with a show this season (besides Birdie Wing of course)

Hell’s Paradise: more grimdark than the shit i usually like, but i’m sticking around at least long enough to figure out what kinda Dr Zhivago shit they got going on the island

Sacrificial Princess and the King of Beasts: been a long time since i saw a show that was both this wholesome and also For The Freaks…

A Galaxy Next Door: … except for maybe this one. real “The Writer’s Barely Disguised Fetish” hours

Yamada-kun at Lvl 999: great little romcom! and then there’s randomly one episode (episode 5) that is legit one of the most harrowing episodes of television that i’ve ever seen! and then goes back to normal romcom. kinda weird show

Otaku Elf: very cute, very silly, very relatable

Dangers of the Heart: also very cute, silly and relatable, but instead of a cringe otaku girl, it’s a cringe emo boy

Insomniacs After School: scratching my Call of the Night itch. newest ep was some of the cutest shit i’ve ever seen

Old Shit:

Birdie Wing: YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK TIME IT IS LET’S GOOOOO

The Megumin Show: from the very first minute, i knew that this show would not disappoint. and it hasn’t yet! (knock on wood)

Demon Slayer: it’s more Demon Slayer. what, you thought it was gonna be bad? no. it rules. it’s not gonna stop ruling

Shit I Need To Start/Get Back To/Might Drop:

Yuri Is My Job: it’s good, but i also don’t remember the last time i cringed so hard at a show

The Café Terrace and Its Goddesses: exquisite trash. kinda hate the main character, but can’t wait to get back around to it

Oshi no Ko: watched the first episode, thought it was great, have had no desire to watch more since? i’ll get back to it at some point i’m sure

Ranking of Kings: found out about the author’s politics a few weeks before this came out and just haven’t really felt like watching it. i’m sure i will at some point tho lol

Dead Mount Death Play: dunno. good first episode. but it’s just not really my thing

Too Cute Crisis: looks fun!

Heavenly Delusion: keep forgetting it exists because it’s on hulu

My One-Hit Kill Sister: didn’t finish the first episode 😭

#anime #spring 2023 anime roundup

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SEX, DRUGS, ETC. (part 2) (steddie x reader)

summary: steve gets an idea of something new he wants to try with you and eddie (part one HERE)

relationship: steve harrington x eddie munson x fem!reader

word count: 5,807

warnings/what to expect: SMUT +18 (MINORS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DNI), smut and fluff, poly dynamics, flirting, kissing, cuddling, established poly relationship, threesome (m/m/f), let’s just say steve is more of a dom this time (not with eddie tho he’s still very much a sub), grinding, teasing, eddie watches you and steve before joining, oral (f and m receiving), handcuffs, v fingering, dirty talk, masturbation, steve is a lil unexperienced with guys but definitely not with girls, it’s fine tho cause eddie is a good teacher, i guess orgasm delay?, anal (m/m, unprotected), the “don’t you, big boy" is used because of course that should be in there, aftercare

a/n: because y'all seemed to enjoy last one, here's part two. i'll probably make a part three so if you like this one or if you have any ideas let me know!!

a reblog and/or comment is always appreciated

masterlist | AO3

"Look who decided to show up."

You roll your eyes with a smile. "Can I come in?"

"Please," Eddie replied, moving aside to let you walk inside his trailer.

"Is Steve here already?"

"Yeah, he actually spend the night, left before my uncle could find him here, and came back when he left for work," he explained, pointing at the very back of the trailer where his bedroom was. "We're in my room."

"Traitors," you muttered as a joke as you walked to Eddie's room. "You hang out without me now?"

As soon as you walk inside Eddie's room, your eyes landed on Steve, who was laying on the bed just in a pair of Eddie's sweatpants. The moment he saw you, his eyes light up as he quickly stood up to greet you. His arms wrapped around your waist to hug you, moving back from you just enough to leave a quick kiss on your lips.

"Hi, you," he said in an incredibly sweet voice, genuinely happy to see you. "I missed you."

"Missed you too, Steve."

Eddie walked pass the two of you to seat by his desk. "How come he gets a hug and a kiss but I get nothing?"

"You can just ask for it, you know?" you replied, pulling away from your embrace with Steve to look at him. Eddie stared at you for a few seconds, the cutest smile you have ever seen appearing on his face at the time he extended his arms for you, waiting for you to walk closer.

Of course you wouldn't leave him sitting there with his arms stretched out for you, so you walked those extra steps to meet him. He wrapped his arms around you to pull you closer, his head leveling with your stomach since he was still sitting. The moment one of your hands flew up to play with his hair, he involuntarily rested his head against your body, the sensation of it making you feel butterflies.

This is how things would usually go when you hang out with Eddie and Steve. The three of you would talk about whatever, sit together on the couch to watch a movie Steve would take from the store he worked at, smoked some weed...basically whatever you felt like doing. To anyone that would look like any other group of friends, but the three of you were far from that. Because a group of friends don't say the type of things you say to each other, and they definitely don't kiss and sleep with each other.

So if friends didn't do that, then it probably means you, Eddie and Steve aren't friends. But you're not something else either. It was kinda weird because you've never been in this situation before. You've dated people here and there, sure, but it was always one person at a time. You never found yourself in a situation where you wanted to be with two people at the same time. When it comes to them, you genuinely enjoy being with both.

And it's not like you're in a position where you have to choose between them, because they seemed comfortable with the idea of all of you practically dating each other at the same time. And it works, and it makes sense that things are the way they are. You didn't have to choose if you wanted Eddie or Steve, just like neither of them wanted to chose you or the other. Everyone chose everyone, basically.

It was a bit frustrating that things had to stay between the three of you, though. You couldn't go out on dates or kiss in public or do the usual stuff people do when they like someone else, because it was evident people in this town would never understand if they find out. A girl dating two guys? A guy dating a guy and a girl? At the same time? Three people dating each other? That just didn't make sense. And to be completely fair, it didn't fully make sense to you either, but it felt right and you felt comfortable. That's all that really matters. Maybe you don't understand it now- hell, maybe you'll never understand it, but you feel good and happy when you're with them and you wouldn't change a thing.

So basically the three of you were somewhat of an established thing, but had to keep it private to avoid the negativity that it would bring if everyone in town found out.

"There's some weed left if you want some," Eddie said, moving back from you just to point at the small bag on top of his desk, then quickly returning to his previous position.

"Oh, yeah. Forgot to tell you! Eddie tried to teach me how to roll a joint earlier," Steve quickly added, already laying back on the bed.

"He was terrible," the other guy commented.

"Yeah, I was," he admitted. "Though to be completely fair..."

"I was not a bad teacher," Eddie quickly cut him off, probably already having this conversation before. "It was you the one that wouldn't listen to me."

"Okay, since when a teacher yells so much?"

"I didn't yell at you!"

"You did yell at me! And you're yelling to me right now!"

You couldn't help but giggle at their little exchange, instinctively hugging Eddie tighter in sign of affection. God, you were happy to have these two dorks all to yourself.

"I'm kinda hungry, do you have anything?" you asked, cutting their little argument.

"I think there's pizza in the fridge," Eddie replied. "That is if mr. steal-my-food didn't eat it already without me realizing."

Steve faked a face of surprise at the accusation, looking at you in disbelief. "Do you see the way he's treating me right now?"

You completely ignored the pair as you left the room, leaving them to it while you went to check if the leftovers Eddie mentioned were still there. You could faintly hear them half-arguing, half-flirting for a few seconds before you hear Steve's laugh and then absolutely nothing else. When you got back to the room with your now heated pizza, you realized why they were so quiet all of a sudden. Apparently Eddie got up of his seat and joined Steve on the bed, perhaps kissing before you walked into the room, but you only got to see when Steve gently pulled a strand of Eddie's hair behind his ear, to which Eddie replied by grabbing his hand and kissing it, holding him as he looked back into his eyes affectionately. The scene made your heart melt.

As you sat on the chair, Steve flipped around on the bed to face you and Eddie took that as a chance to wrap his arms around him, cuddling Steve from behind

"Should I put some music?" you offered.

"Anything but Iron Maiden, please," Steve replied, which caused Eddie to scoff in disbelief.

"Lucky your cute, Harrington, otherwise I'd have kicked you out as soon as you said that."

You looked around the tapes scattered all around Eddie's desk before choosing Ozzy, standing up to put the tape in the record player and making sure to lower the volume, knowing Eddie enjoys blasting his music a little too loud. Only when you had finished eating, you finally took your shoes off and joined the two of them on the bed, snuggling closer to Steve as he wrapped an arm around you.

And none of you found it necessary to speak, choosing to stay in each other's arms in complete silence as Ozzy Osbourne played in the background. The best part of your day has come to moments like this: just you hanging out with Steve and Eddie, doing whatever, enjoying each other's company.

You enjoyed how things turned out between the three of you. After the first time all of you spend the night at Eddie's trailer, you were afraid things would be weird the morning after. Because how things wouldn't be weird if you had sex and then fell asleep literally hugging each other? But the next morning things were so great, and both of them seemed so comfortable around you, and you all could sit around the dinning table to have breakfast before Eddie's uncle would get back from work, and talk and flirt here and there and everything was perfect. You practically thought about the two of them all day (and the next day) before you finally got to see them again when Steve asked the two of you to watch a movie with him. To you that movie night felt exactly like a date. Maybe it was for them too. It is for you at least.

As the three of you were cuddling in Eddie's bed, you noticed he leaned his head close enough to be able to leave tiny kisses all over the side of Steve's neck, which immediately made the other guy smile. Of course he wasn't going to complain, choosing to slightly titled his head to the side to give him more space to continue.

In the few weeks you've been dating these two, you started to notice the type of people they are in a relationship. Eddie is definitely more of a talkative and physical type of lover, not missing a single chance to hold you or compliment you. He's definitely the one that expresses his feelings through kisses, hugs and flirting. Just whatever he feels to do in the moment to show you and Steve how much he appreciates you.

Steve on the other hand was more of an actions type of guy. He shows love through what he does. Whether is remembering the most random and insignificant thing you could possibly say to another human being, or visiting you at work just to see you during the day. He was unconditional, loyal, and so incredibly caring. He cares so much about you and Eddie, willing to stay hours just listening to your problems if that means you'd feel better. And he would remember everything you told him, and maybe give one or two advices (because he's apparently so good at that too!) and give you a gift the next day in hopes that would cheer you up.

They compliment each other so well, you honestly have no idea how you managed to make the two of them like you back.

It didn't took long for things to escalate, Eddie's grip on Steve's side tightening as his kisses became more hungry and desperate. "Someone's eager," Steve commented.

"Always," was his response, barely moving back from Steve's neck before continuing what he was doing.

"You know, I wanted to talk to you about something," Steve continued. Eddie ignored him and as he still kissed his neck, so he just continued talking. "I wanted to try something."

"Try something?" you asked, trying to figure out if he meant what you were thinking.

"Yeah, I mean...just if you guys want to. If not, it's fine."

Just then, Eddie moved back to look at Steve. "What is it?"

Steve didn't realize how nerve-wrecking it would be to talk about this, even when he trusts the two of you so much. He knows you would never judge him, but this was still so new to him, he had a hard time trying to voice his thoughts.

"Well, I've never been with a guy before. Like, ever. Especially if sex is involved," he started. "So...I guess I wanted to- I mean, I've always wondered what it would feel like to..."

Eddie interrupted with a chuckle, the biggest smile on his face. "Are you about to ask me to fuck you, Steve Harrington?"

"Shut up," he quickly said in embarrassment. "But yeah, I guess that's what I'm asking. But only if you guys are okay with that. I don't mind if that's not your thing."

"Oh, it is definitely my thing," Eddie quickly assured him. "What about you, sweetheart?"

"Sounds fun," you shrugged. If the two of them felt comfortable with the idea, then you have no reason not to agree. To be honest, watching Eddie and Steve having sex sounded like a wonderful idea, especially if it's Steve the one proposing to give it a try.

"Let's do it then," Eddie concluded, the smile never once disappearing from his face. "Though I want to do something first, because last time you two had most of the fun and I don't think that's fair," he added, the tone of his voice and the way he looked at you revealed he already had a very clear idea of what he wanted.

"And what is it that you want?" you dared to ask, thinking to yourself that whatever it was, you probably would enjoy it.

Eddie's smile turned into a smirk, one of his hands finding its way inside the pair of sweatpants that Steve was wearing to already begin stimulating him, feeling his dick already starting to get hard with his touch. "I'd like to see you two have sex first."

You and Steve exchanged a look, silently trying to figure out if the other was okay with that request. It was Steve the one who spoke first, "I'm completely okay with that."

"Good," was all you said before you pull him closer to you for a very much needed and heated kiss.

Eddie moved out of the way to leave you two to it, standing up from the bed to walk to his desk, not once wanting to move his eyes away from you. Steve grabbed your hips and immediately pulled you closer, forcing you to straddle him as you continued to devour each other's mouths.

It was impossible for you not to start moving on top of him, making sure to grind against him long and hard, making him grunt as his head leaned back onto the pillow, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the way you moved against him.

"Is this okay, Eddie?" you turned around to look at him, needing to hear his approval.

"You're doing great, baby," he smirked, watching from his desk. "But Steve better puts one hell of a show if he wants me to fuck him later."

"So, no pressure?" he asks ironically.

"You gotta earn it, Harrington.”

You rested your upper body completely against Steve's chest, your fingers tracing all the way down his arms until your hands found his, moving them from your hips to your ass so he could start using them to move you against his dick. While he forced you to rock your hips at whatever speed he wanted to, you started kissing all over his neck, your tongue tracing a line from his collarbone to his ear. You could hear his breath becoming heavier as you continued to lick up his neck, giving your ass a squeeze as he increased your speed on top of him.

He let out a barely audible moan the second you move back from him, sounding more like a complaint than an expression of the pleasure he was feeling right now thanks to you. Again, you turned back to look at Eddie before doing anything else. His once bright eyes were the darkest you have even seen them, almost in a trance as he watched the two of you. He had one arm crossed across his body, the other pressed against his chest while his knuckles rested against his lips, his thumb impatiently playing with the ring on his pointer finger.

Your attention went back to Steve when you felt him pulling your shirt up, quickly helping him to take it off. He wasted no time to take off your bra too before beginning to unbuttoning your pants. Knowing it would be impossible to get rid of them in this position, you got off the bed to take them off, making sure to do it slowly just to tease the two guys you were with because- well, you also wanted to put up a show.

Before you could go back to the bed, Steve sat up to grab something hanging from Eddie's wall right next to the bed. "Come here, sweetheart," he instructed, showing you the handcuffs he was now holding. You did as he said, extending both of your arms to him before he easily managed to put the handcuffs on you.

You lay down on the bed before he grabbed one of your wrists, forcing both your arms up so they would rest on the pillows and above your head. He climbed on top of you, grabbing the back of your neck to pull you into a kiss, your tongues meeting almost immediately. You moaned into the kiss, wishing you could trace your fingers down his back at that very moment.

He only pulled away from your lips to slowly make his way down his body, taking his time on purpose just to tease you. He left kisses along your jaw, neck, collarbone, and now he was getting closer to your tits.

You shudder beneath him with desperation, hoping he would stop looking up at you with doe-like eyes and instead focus back on his route down your body. He eventually showed you mercy, kissing one of your tits as you moaned with gratitude for that much needed contact. He kissed it again before his tongue circled around your nipple in a painfully slow motion. It made you so desperate that you tried to move your arms down, only for him to push them back up.

But Steve is by no means an ungenerous lover, so he decided to give you what you wanted as his mouth captured one of your tits, his tongue increasing its speed as it traces more and more circles. He made sure to take his time pleasing one before pleasing the other. You would continue to moan underneath his body, your legs spreading impossibly further to give him absolutely all the space he needed.

You could feel you were ridiculously wet already, anticipating the feeling of him licking and kissing somewhere else. He continued down your body, leaving various kisses down your belly, your back arching more and more as he approached the part where you needed him the most.

"Fuck," you complained when he stopped once again, looking up at you with innocent eyes. "Steve, please..."

"What is it, baby? Tell me what you need," he says in the softest voice ever, leaving a tiny kiss just above your underwear.

"I...I need you to take my panties off."

And he did just that, he slides the piece of clothing down your legs before playfully throwing it at Eddie. When you focused back on him, it was impossible to ignore the massive erection in his pants. That means you and Steve are doing a good job, which also means he's closer to getting fucked like he wanted.

When Steve returned his attention to you, you honestly thought he would finally begin to eat you out, but he didn't. "Steveeee," you whine, moving your hips in an attempt to create at least some sort of friction that could help you, though of course you got nothing.

"I did what you told me to do," he replied. "If you need something else, you have to say it. Otherwise I wouldn't know what it is."

God, you hate him. You hate him. You hate him. You hate him.

"Please fuck the shit out of me with your mouth," you say exasperated, about to lose your mind if you didn't get him to eat you out right now.

He grinned. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

You.Hate.Him.

But you barely got time to think about your hatred for him when his name slips out of your mouth the second you feel his tongue against your pussy. And it feels so good to finally have him licking and sucking at your clit and your entrance that you forget why you even hated him in the first place and all you can think is to plead him to go faster.

You once again moved your arms down, wanting to grab his hair and shove him impossibly close to you, fearing he would stop what he was doing just to continue with the teasing. You were so desperate, that you didn't know if you could handle him stopping now.

But just like the time before, he moved back from you and forced your arms back up, giving you a warning look. "You have to hold still for me, okay?"

"I can't...Steve, please!" you replied. "Please go faster."

The second his mouth returned to where he was just seconds ago, you closed your eyes at the sensation, trying to remind yourself not to move your arms back down to avoid him pulling away. Just like the previous time he was eating you out, he was absolutely amazing. He licked and sucked as if his life depended exclusively on those two actions, the sounds he would make and the groans that would leave his mouth made the experience just so much better.

His mouth moves up to your clit, moving his tongue against you before sucking hard on it, making you moan even louder because he just wouldn't let go and he was looking up at you as he was doing it, enjoying to watch your reaction.

You couldn't control the sounds leaving your mouth when one of his fingers entered you, painfully slow, not stretching you out in the way you need right now. Luckily, your problem was solved when Steve added another finger, making sure to curl them as deep as he could inside you, separating them just enough as he pulled them out to stretch you out just a little more.

"Please, please, pleaseee, keep going," was all you managed to say, knowing that if he kept sucking on your clit like that and fingering you, you wouldn't be able to hold back your orgasm for too long.

He moved back just enough to ask, "You like that, sweetheart?"

You looked down at him, half his face completely covered in a mixture of your juices and his own saliva. That has got to be the most wonderful thing you've ever seen.

"Yes! Yes, you're so good at this," you replied almost too quick. He was pretty sure he could do whatever he wanted to you and you'd be okay with that because you're so desperate to cum. "I can't wait to come all over your face."

Steve smirked at the last part, resuming what he was doing with his tongue, licking circles around your clit before sucking on it as hard as he possibly could, the speed of his fingers going in and out of you increasing too.

And while of of this was happening, Eddie has been trying to hold himself back from joining the two of you because this was quite literally the hottest thing he has ever seen. He already undress himself a long time ago, at first just sitting in his underwear while touching himself on top of the fabric, but right now he was completely naked by his desk, pleasing himself as he watched.

Your eyes met his for a second, but you got quickly distracted by the way his hand was moving up and down his length, letting out the prettiest sounds ever, clearly enjoying what you and Steve were up to.

It was only a few seconds later while Steve continued devouring your clit and fingering you that you could feel your body tightening and your hips involuntarily moving at a faster speed, providing you with more friction than before. You knew you were close, and you didn't know how long you were gonna be able to continue. "I...I'm gonna..." you were able to say, your eyes once again meeting Eddie's.

"Fuck," you heard Eddie muttering under his breath, fully losing control over himself. "Hold it just a little longer, princess," he added, walking towards the edge of the bed and right behind Steve. "I've got to give Steve here what he wants."

Steve moved back from you again, this time turning his head to look behind him, staring at Eddie in disbelief, yet excited. "Wait, really?"

"You put up a show like I told you to do, so you deserve to be rewarded."

At the sound of that, Steve practically jumped out of the bed to quickly remove the sweatpants he was wearing, going back to the position he previously was at the edge of the bed, his head leveling with your pussy again.

"Is this okay?" he asked, not really having much idea about how to do this. He only knew he wanted it. Badly.

"Perfect," Eddie replied, grabbing both of Steve's hips to pull the lower part of his body just slightly upwards.

Steve didn't want to keep you waiting so he quickly begin licking up and down your slit before his two fingers continued to move in and out of you. "Wait, wait!" you said, both of them looking up at you. "Can I take the handcuffs off now?"

Eddie walked over to his nightstand to search for the key, finally setting your hands free. He didn't mind hanging them again on the wall, throwing them to the floor to head back towards Steve.

You watched as Eddie licked the palm of his hand before stroking himself before repeating those exact same actions one again, using that to lubricate his dick enough so it would be easier to enter the guy who continued to vigorously eat you out. His pace, however, slowed the second he started to feel Eddie entering him.

It was new and it was painful at first. He had to move away from you in order to try and focus on getting over the pain so he could begin enjoying the feeling of Eddie slowly filling him. You reached for his hand, allowing him to hold onto you and squeeze your hand if that meant he could relax sooner.

Eddie was gentle and patient, knowing the first thrusts won't be enjoyable at all, trying his best not to hurt Steve. When he was finally all the way in, he said, "Tell me when you're ready."

Steve leaned his head down, his hair partially covering his forehead and his eyes shut as he tried to adjust to Eddie's size. After a few seconds, the two of you heard him reply, "I'm ready."

"You sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"I'm sure, Eddie. Please, just...move."

And so Eddie did. He moved half-way out, still very slowly. Steve let out a moan after that, the sensation starting to get slightly more tolerable. Eddie continued his thrusts at a very slow pace while you held Steve's hand, your fingers interlocking with his. You didn't care that you never reached your orgasm. To you it's far more important that Steve can enjoy himself during sex. "You're doing great," you said.

Steve appreciated the encouragement. After a few more thrust, the pain begin feeling like nothing but pleasure, already wanting Eddie to move faster. As a way to let him know what he wanted, he moved his hips back and forth as a way to let him know he was comfortable enough to do that, so he was definitely ready for him to move at a higher speed.

Just then, Eddie's thrust became faster. Not all the way, but it was still faster. And now that he wasn't in pain, Steve continued eating you out. His fingers resumed going in and out of you at their previous speed in hopes your orgasm arrives as soon as possible.

The sounds coming out of Steve's mouth vibrated against you as his mouth continued to devour you. And while he was doing that, Eddie was gripping Steve's hips tightly, going in and out of him each time faster and faster.

Since Steve was more stimulated now, he was more eager with you. He began fingering you hard- the hardest yet, and it was delicious. All you could do was moan as both of your hands tangled in his hair so it wouldn't fall on his face. At the scene in front of him, Eddie had to speed his thrusts again because it was just not enough. He just couldn't get enough of you, of Steve, of this.

Your orgasm didn't take long to announce its return, your legs trembling and your head spinning when you were finally able to cum, your back arching more than ever now as you pulled at Steve's hair to move him back from you. It was too much. You couldn't handle his fingers and his mouth at the same time. That would most likely make you cum all over again as soon as your body would slightly recover.

Steve noticed you were over stimulated, only using his mouth this time to clean you off, making sure to leave a kiss on the inside of your thigh. You stood up from the bed to crawl towards Steve, kissing him shortly before staring at him, your hands holding his face, admiring how pretty he looked while Eddie fucked him.

"You like how Eddie feels?" you asked, earning only a nod from Steve. He was clearly at a loss of words right now. "You look so beautiful like this," you added, pulling him back for a kiss.

He had to move away from the kiss seconds later to rest his head against your shoulder once Eddie continued to fuck him at an impossibly fast pace. You allowed him to rest himself against you, your fingers playing with his hair.

"Want to help me make him feel even better?" Eddie asked you, panting, his hair a complete mess and all sweaty as it sticks to his neck. He didn't wait for your answer before grabbing Steve's hair and force him to stand up, their bodies now fully pressed. Eddie leaned to the side just enough to talk to Steve, his face inches away from his. "Would you like that, Steve?"

"Yes..." he barely says, too lost in his own pleasure to say anything else.

Eddie didn't have to elaborate what it was that he wanted you to do, because you seemed to understand just perfectly as you grabbed the base of Steve's dick to put him inside your mouth. You began to suck him off, making sure not to look away from either of them since both guys were staring down at you now. Eddie was smiling, while Steve was trying very hard not to cum right at that very moment, his face showing he was quite literally being wrecked by Eddie.

Both of them were a sweaty mess and Eddie didn't look like wanting to slow down. Ever. If he could he could fuck Steve for the rest of his life. The two of them were also moaning and grunting and cussing under their breath, which let you know they were so close to reach their orgasm and you just couldn't wait to see that.

"You like getting fucked from behind while she sucks your dick, don't you, big boy?" you heard Eddie asking Steve, right next to his ear.

And that was it for Steve. He almost collapsed on the bed if it wasn't for Eddie holding him up. You were quick to move your hand up and down his dick as fast as you could before putting him back inside your mouth, the stimulation working to get your mouth filled with his cum almost immediately, making sure to swallow all of it before moving back.

All it took were just two or three more thrusts for Eddie to cum, holding onto Steve as he did. The two of them looked exhausted as you moved away from the bed to give them space to lay there, barely able to keep their eyes open. Eddie was grinning like an idiot while Steve laid on his side with one of his hands running across his forehead in an attempt to be less sweaty. You located Steve's shirt on the floor and quickly got dressed with that and your panties.

You made your way towards them, "you two should get a shower," you commented.

"Can't...can't get up," Steve muttered, still very much tired.

Knowing that was probably true, you left the room to go to the bathroom, gathering clean towels and damping them with cold water, making sure to squeeze both of the towels you selected to avoid leaving a trail of water on your way back.

You walked inside the room again, moving the chair to the side of the bed. You decided to attend Steve first, since he looked the most tired. He was with his eyes closed, probably already falling asleep, as you used the towel to clean some of the sweat off his body. You made sure to clean his face, neck and parts of his chest before leaning closer as you caressed his cheek affectionately. "Do you need something else?"

All you got was a low grunt from him, which you figured it was his way of saying no. The poor guy was exhausted so you didn't want to bother him anymore.

Eddie stood up from the bed now, putting his underwear back on. "Sit," you ordered.

He did as told, sitting at the edge of the bed as you sat next to him to also clean him off. "Looks like we're gonna have a hard time getting him to wake up tomorrow," he says, turning to look at Steve who was very much asleep now.

"Yeah, you really wore him off."

"At least we know what to do when we want him to shut up."

The comment made you laugh, finishing with your work of cleaning his face and neck. "Do you want anything?"

"I was gonna get some water, actually."

"Okay, stay here. I got it."

You walked out of the bedroom again to get Eddie a glass of water. When you got back, he immediately drank the entire glass before handing it back to you. "Thanks."

"No need," you replied. "Want to get some sleep now?"

"Yes, please," he pouted, also feeling extremely tired. "Do you have a hair tie with you?"

You looked at your wrist and realized you didn't, though you were sure you had one when you got here. It took you a few seconds, but you were finally able to find it on the floor. "Here," you said, handing it to him.

He took the hair tie and quickly took his hair back to put it all in a loose ponytail before going to sleep, hoping that would keep his hair from falling all over the place. "We have to wake him up so we can get under the covers," he pointed out.

"Can't you just move him?"

Eddie sighed but didn't say anything else, getting off the bed to lean next to Steve. "Hey, Steve? Can you wake up just for a second?"

Another grunt.

"A whole hurricane could throw us across the air and he would never know," Eddie says with obvious annoyance. "Whatever. I grab his legs, you pull back the covers."

You did as he instructed, managing to cover Steve so he could sleep more comfortably. He didn't even react, though at this point you didn't expect him to do. Neither of you wanted to bother Steve any further so Eddie gently laid next to him and extended one of his arms to invite you over to join them. You snuggle closer to Eddie and he gives you a quick kiss on your forehead before the two of you went to sleep.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington x reader x eddie munson #steddie x reader #steddie x reader smut #steve harrington smut #eddie munson smut #stranger things fic #steve harrington x fem!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader

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softshiin · 3 years ago

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thunderstruck

ଘ summary. some of the tr boys experiencing love at first sight

๑ includes! shinichiro sano, hanma shuji, wakasa imaushi (teen!waka)

ଘ cw. mentions of people getting beaten up, slight mention of blood, mention of cigarettes in shuji’s, fem!reader

notes. helloo i figured that i’d love to write for tokyo revengers as well, so here i am <3

remember that there could be some grammatical mistakes!

shinichiro

; okay so we all know that shin is most likely to fall for every pretty woman he sees

; but hey, this time he felt that it would go well?

; he was in the middle of a fight, obviously getting beaten up, when you suddenly showed up

; managed somehow to get out of that situation, and went straight to you

; yes. with all the blood on his face, but his sweet smile was also there

“hey, um, excuse me!” he tried to catch your attention, after he made sure that the guys who were with him were gone

as soon as you saw him, you almost got an heart attack. god his face was all red.

shin was expecting you to ignore him, and walk away like all the previous girls did. i mean, how could he blame them? they were probably scared.

then you suddenly stopped, starting to search for a tissue and some water in your bag. “oh my what to do, your face is a mess. let me help you”

; a spark lighted shinichiro’s eyes. maybe you were the one.

shuji

; as always, he was randomly beating up guys that pissed him off

; the haitani brothers were watching him from the sidelines, kind of bored from the usual situation

“come onnn, this is so boring” he said after taking the last one down, lighting up his cigarette

; then something unusual got his attention

; a girl, walking with a fast pace, went straight for the alley he was in

; he thought that was really strange, since people normally avoid that street

; and he soon discovered the cause: some random creep was following her

“now, this is fun” he smirked, tossing his cigarette on one of the dudes hands.

; after you walked past him, he suddenly grabbed, gently, your wrist

“it’s alright now” , he said, as he kinda tossed you towards the haitani brothers, who looked at you with understanding eyes and little smiles

; then shuji rapidly took the old man by the collar and threw him on the ground

“let’s have some fun, shall we?”

; and that’s how you met hanma shuji

wakasa

; alr so we all know that he was the prettiest boy around, but surprisingly he didn’t have any girls around him??

; and this kinda bothered him, not that he wanted a whole fan club or anything

; but… c’mon he knew he wasn’t ugly, and he expected at least a few chicks?

; this lil “problem” was always brought up whenever he was with the boys

; and he ended up being made fun of just like shinichiro was

“at least i talk to girls” he always said, with his dumb grin on his face

; waka didn’t even bother to answer him at this point

; the tables turned when he was walking around with the gang, taking a stroll in a new neighborhood

“here kitty~ come here~” they heard a soft voice, seeing then a cat running away after hearing them arriving

“… why?” you sighed, standing up without noticing them

“sorry, we scared him away” the blonde apologized.

; you then flinched and turned around, to be faced by four tall and kinda intimidating boys

; this is where wakasa fell in love with you.

; you were literally the cutest person he’d ever seen

; on your face and clothes there were still some fur, and your hair was a mess because the kitten probably played with it

“so cute..” he mumbled

#tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers #shinichiro sano #shinichiro x you #shinichiro hcs #shinichiro headcanons #wakasa #wakasa imaushi #wakasa x you #wakasa headcanons #tokyo revengers wakasa #hanma #hanma shuji #hanma fluff #hanma x y/n #hanma headcanons #hanma x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x reader

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calzone-d · 2 years ago

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ted with your newborn baby girl headcanons: 😛

talks to her the WHOLE time she’s in your belly

buys her a baby AFC Richmond jersey with “Lasso” on the back

him rubbing and pressing softly on your belly calms her down so those two have a relationship from day ONE

if she comes out not crying immediately or a little blue he freaks the fuck out, instant panic

as soon as she’s on your chest after you give birth, his arm is wrapped around you and his hand is under yours where it’s pressed against her back

100% cries when they put her on your chest and even though she’s covered in gunk she’s the cutest baby girl he’s ever seen

when they put her under the warmer to weigh her, etc he stands beside it and rubs her cheek, still crying lol

after they’re done they wrap her up burrito style and they’re like “want to carry her over to mom, dad?” and he’s like “yeah i am her dad 🥲”

gives him a gummy smile as soon as she’s in his arms because she KNOWS that’s her dad

he rocks her for a minute before giving her to you to do some skin-to-skin time and she doesn’t let out a cry the ENTIRE TIME

is in awe the first time you breastfeed, and rubs her lil chubby cheeks while she feeds

feels bad he can’t feed her the way you do so he always offers to burp her when you breastfeed

when he takes his shirt off to do skin-to-skin with her, you DIE

that hairy broad chest with a tiny baby on it?? omfg

keeps one hand on her back to keep her warm and the other is holding her hand

loves picking out cute outfits for her to wear

when you two give her her first bath, he makes faces at her the whole time to keep her happy

he gets teary eyed whenever you have a lil bonding moment with her, like he is genuinely so happy with his little family

insists on taking turns waking up in the middle of the night to change her, feed her, etc

will do anything to make her squeal and do the little baby giggle

carries her around in the baby carrier all. day. long.

she sleeps slumped forward on his chest when he wears her in his office while they go over plays, etc.

takes her to practice with lots of warm clothes and some baby earmuffs and gets a lil stingy with letting other people hold her

loves helping you teach henry how to hold her, feed her, swaddle her

she routinely breaks an arm out of her swaddle to reach for Ted

definitely falls into the “no dating until you’re 30” stereotype

“no boyfriend until you’re at least 30, lil’ lady. you hear me?”

“ted, with our looks? you’ll have to fight the boys off.”

baby girl is surrounded with so much love just between you, ted, and henry. when you factor in your families & everyone at the club it’s unmeasurable

thinking about doing more of these with her as a toddler, school-aged, her personality, etc! also so me of her relationship with henry as she gets older! ted was meant to be a girl dad as well lmao.

my inbox is always open! come talk to me!

#ted lasso #ted lasso x reader #dad!ted #mom!reader #ted lasso headcanon #ted lasso thoughts #my writing

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greetings-and-salutations · 2 years ago

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“HAY MAZE - ENTER HERE”

Peter Parker x Reader

Day 1 of the 13 Nights of Halloween Spooktacular!!!

Masterlist

(Gif not mine)

A/n: yes I’m aware the Gif is a corn maze and not a hay maze… 😬😂

Requested? No

Summary: Peter’s had a crush on (Y/n) for, quite literally, as long as he could remember. But, was he going to tell her? Absolutely not! That would ruin everything. He’d practically resigned himself to never speaking to her at all, for fear he’d open his mouth and say something stupid, but, what was he to do when she showed up to the same fall festival as him, wearing the cutest costume he’d ever seen, and screaming for his help when things went sideways like they, inevitably, always did?

Warnings: starred out swear words, significant lack of adherence to original plot line, MJ’s a lil mean but in a friend kinda way? 🤔😂, I picked out your costume, sorry 🤷‍♀️😂 Oh, and you’ve got a lil sibling 👌👌👌

Pairing: Tom!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

“God, Parker, you’re such a loser! And that Spider-Man costume’s not even good!” Flash Thompson called out across the street, which was bustling with children and teenagers alike, all collecting candy in their Party City best.

It was Halloween night, and Peter and his friends had decided to spend the evening at a festival just down the street from his apartment, complete with booths full of candy, costumes, and goodies of all sorts. And, of course, the shining diamond of the event: an almost two block long hay maze. Peter was still unsure where they’d gotten permission for such a structure, though opted not to think too much about it. He knew from experience the wacky stuff one could get away with in this city if they had enough money.

Ned rolled his eyes, as the trio took in the poorly constructed Marty McFly costume Flash was currently sporting. Clearly, in Ned’s opinion, it was nothing in comparison to the Spider-Man costume in question, which, you caught him, was just Peter’s suit without the mask. But, what can he say? Costumes are expensive and never worth the inheritance you have to give up for them, anyways.

But, Peter didn’t care what Flash had to say. He thought he looked great and he was intent on having a good time, even if it killed him. Which, judging by the sheer amount of sugary treats in some of the stalls around them, it certainly might.

“He’s such a jerk.” Ned complained, flicking his cape in disgust. Peter, regrettably, wasn’t quite sure who his best friend was supposed to be. But, based off the reaction MJ had received for a similar question earlier in the evening, he decided that keeping that small fact to himself was in his best interest. Speaking of MJ…

“You did kind of ask for it dressing up as Flash’s boyfriend.” She pointed out, joining the conversation. MJ was dressed in her normal clothes, of which, in typical MJ fashion, she had blatantly refused to change out of. Sometimes that girl confused Peter, but, currently, he was too offended to care.

“Spider-Man’s not Flash’s boyfriend.” He argued, almost vomiting at the notion. Flash was the literal worst. He didn’t deserve Peter. He*l, he didn’t deserve a ball python with trust issues.

“Woah, calm down defensive.” MJ fired back, smirking as all this did was work the boy up more. But Peter couldn’t help it. She was poking her nose into something she shouldn’t. It was hard enough with Ned having figured out his secret.

“I’m not defensive!” He argued, his voice cracking a little at the end, and making Peter want to shove his head in the apple bobbing tub in the next booth over, wondering if his powers would prevent him from drowning himself.

“Clearly…” MJ replied sarcastically, before something Ned said caught their attention.

“Hey, look who it is!” Peter turned his head, to follow where the other boy was pointing, and his heart began beating erratically in his chest.

“Is that (Y/n)?” MJ asked, but Peter’s eyes remained on the angel just across the street. It was, indeed, (Y/n), the cute girl from their school that Peter had had a crush on for quite literally as long as he could remember. She was dressed different than usual, obviously, and Peter almost hadn’t recognized her with the white wings and cartoon halo. But there wasn’t another smile in the world that could send butterflies fluttering like crazy the way they were in his stomach. Or, perhaps bats were more on brand for the holiday season?

“Woah, she looks…” Peter couldn’t even put together a sentence, his mind all foggy with sickeningly sweet romance sh*t. That is, until Ned opened his mouth again.

“Hot.” Peter smacked him on the shoulder harshly.

“Dude!” He complained as Ned rubbed the sore spot with a pout.

“He’s not wrong. She does look great in that costume.” MJ interjected, shamelessly watching the angel girl as she spoke to a much younger devil. “You should go talk to her.” She added, watching the devil run off with a group of more elementary school age kids. Peter rounded on her in horror.

“Are you crazy?!?! She’s… and I’m… Ya know?!?!” Peter gestured wildly to prove his point, though even he was aware his words meant little to nothing. MJ raised a brow.

“Gee, that makes so much more sense now. Thanks for clearing that up.” She said sarcastically, ignoring Peters look of intense loathing as Ned spoke up.

“Seriously, dude, what’s stopping you? She’s right there…” He turned to where Peter knew (Y/n) was, before frowning. “Well… WAS right there…” Peter spun around to see what he was talking about and found that, his perfect little angel had disappeared.

“Where’d she go?” He asked no one in particular as his eyes searched the street for her figure, though, it was as if she had dissolved into thin air.

“Why do you care?” MJ asked with a sadistic chuckle. “Were you finally gonna tell her you’ve been pining after her since the third grade?” She asked, making Peter shrug, uncomfortable under her gaze.

“Maybe…” But MJ just rolled her eyes.

“Sure you were. C’mon, Ned. I want to look at those witch hats and you need to find something to distract from that terrible cape.” She said suddenly, pulling the other boy along with her and sending Peter a smirk over her shoulder, Ned following along as he was told.

“Okay… wait- what’s wrong with my cape!?!”

Peter chuckled at his friends before the realization seemed to set in: MJ had left him alone to go find (Y/n)…

+ + +

(Y/n) really should’ve assumed that when (Y/s/n) had asked her to take them trick or treating, she was really only being used for a ride. The pair hadn’t even been at the fall festival for fifteen minutes before (Y/s/n) was finding their friends, and leaving (Y/n) to fend for herself.

She supposed she wasn’t entirely alone. She’d seen a few kids from her school, Flash Thompson, among others, but (Y/n) surely wasn’t yet desperate enough to go searching for the likes of him to keep her company. She’d rather be the sad loner, thank you very much.

Although, standing out in the open might seem the teensiest bit pathetic…

HAY MAZE - ENTER HERE

Well… now there’s an option.

+ + +

Peter was pathetic. He knew that. Surely MJ knew that, what with the unprecedented amount of teasing she’d subjected him to in the last ten minutes. And (Y/n) had probably figured it out somehow too. He wasn’t exactly discreet about his deplorability.

Now, Peter Parker wasn’t scared of much. Being a superhero will do that to you. He’d fought Captain America for Hulk’s sake. But everyone who’s ever met him knew, Peter was downright terrified of not having (Y/n) in his life. It was stupid. He knew that. But try telling his heart that.

And, Peter knew, he couldn’t scare her away if he never spoke to her in the first place. It was a heartbreaking paradox of his own making, but there was nothing he could do about it now.

“Alright, MJ, lay off him. He looks like he’s gonna cry. You okay buddy?” Ned asked the last part in a whisper, as he patted Peter on the back. The pair had returned from their feeble attempt to fix Peter’s love life to find him exactly where’d they’d left him, though, substantially more dejected than before. The spider-boy shoved the comforting hand off him, his cheeks reddening with embarrassment.

“I’m fine. Can we just talk about something else?” He asked, hoping to get his mind off his hopeless crush. MJ, it seemed, finally decided to cut him some slack and nodded her head, before gesturing towards a sign up ahead.

“You guys wanna try our luck?”

HAY MAZE - ENTER HERE

He supposed that could work…

+ + +

Peter still wasn’t entirely sure how they’d gotten so lost. They’d only been in the maze for what felt like moments, before, somehow, Peter, Ned, and MJ had gotten themselves so turned around that they hadn’t only lost their sense of direction, but, rather, one another as well. Peter had a sneaking suspicion MJ had something to do with the situation, but supposed it didn’t matter now. He was in it, and all he could do was keep on walking and hope he was going the right way. There had to be a turn up ahead that revealed some sort of destination, whether it be the maze exit or perhaps a just-as-confused Ned, searching for him as well. Peter had no hope MJ was still looking for either of them. He’d bet his left web-shooter she was already out and laughing over their poor directional skills.

If all else failed, Peter guessed he could always go full Spidey and swing out the top. He knew it was cheating, but, really, who would know? He’d just go back in right before the end and pretend he found his way out just like everyone else. Poor Ned, though…

Suddenly, however, Peter’s contemplations were interrupted by a shrill shriek coming from somewhere further in the maze. His eyes widened in worry, and he threw caution to the wind, his mask quick to cover his face. as he readied himself to swing. He’d recognize that voice anywhere…

“(Y/n)!”

+ + +

In hindsight, it wasn’t THAT scary. The whole “haunted hay maze” thing was, honestly, a tad cringy at best, the plastic skeletons and colorful strobe lights acting as nothing more than a corny backdrop for an otherwise relatively entertaining game.

The rat, however, had seemed to come out of nowhere. And, while screaming like a little girl was not necessarily in (Y/n)’s nature, the thing was huge for a rat, and had brushed up against her leg with a considerable lack of warning.

How was she to know Spider-Man would show up because of her momentary freak out? As if she wasn’t already embarrassed enough…

“Are you okay? What happened?” He was checking her over for injuries, his hands holding her close so that he could inspect her, but that wasn’t what got (Y/n)’s words caught in her throat. That voice…

“Peter?”

+ + +

The white eyes in Peter’s suit widened, in no way hiding his shock from the girl in front of him . How did she…?

“Um… what? Im not- I mean- I’m Spider-Man. What are you-“ He tried to lower his voice, in an attempt to disguise it, but it was too late. The damage had been done. (Y/n) had already figured it out, somehow…

“Really, Peter? I know it’s you.”

Peter Parker was sure he’d never been more shocked in his entire life. Even that time when Tony Stark showed up in his house and kidnapped him to go to Germany couldn’t compare to right then: standing there, a foot away from the girl of his dreams, listening to her shatter his whole world with no more than a word. How did she figure it out? He thought he’d been so careful. Peter shook his head quickly, unintentionally making himself seem a million times more suspicious.

“It’s not me. I mean- I’m not-“ Could this get any worse? But Peter didn’t know the half of it…

“Wow. You know, I thought you were different. But turns out you’re a total jerk just like every other guy at school.”

Well that felt like a punch in the gut… If Peter was confused before, that was nothing on how he felt now. If she really had figured out his secret identity, that he was a superhero in his spare time, why was she yelling at him like he’d just shoved her into a locker and stolen her lunch money?

“What did I-“ He started, but she was not done, her rant sending her pacing in front of him in a way that reminded Peter far too much of his aunt when she was angry.

“You know it’s one thing to pick on me for being scared, but it’s really low to use your Halloween costume to pretend to be Spider-Man.” And suddenly Peter understood. He probably should have been grateful that she hadn’t discovered his biggest secret. But the alternative…

“Wait! (Y/n) please just let me explain-“ He tried, but the girl wasn’t having it.

“What’s there to explain? You thought it’d be funny to mess with the weird lonely girl. Well, congratulations! It was hilarious! Now I’d like to go home please, if I can ever find the end of this stupid maze!” She kicked the hay bale beside her harshly, though it did nothing more than stick little pieces to the bottom of her pants, as she groaned in annoyance.

Peter wanted to help and offered just as much, but (Y/n) was still fuming.

“I don’t want your help. I don’t need your help. I’ll be fine on my own. I don’t need some fake Spider-Man-“ It was at this point that Peter made a rash decision.

“It’s not fake!” He practically screamed, his whole body seething at the mere notion that he could do something so terrible to her. And she completely believed it too. That was the worst part.

Now, spilling the beans about his super alter ego to the girl he’d been crushing on for forever certainly wasn’t how he’d expected the night to go, but it also wasn’t really the end of the world. Ned knew. And that hadn’t caused too many problems as of late. Of course, it would help if she’d just believe him…

“Really, Peter, can you just-“

But, this time, their screaming match was interrupted by someone else: an all too familiar masked figure flying through the air over the festival, pumpkin-shaped bombs at the ready threateningly.

Peter’s face hardened at the sight of the Green Goblin, his fingers itching for his web shooters. Why now? Why tonight of all nights?

“The itsy bitsy spider went swinging through the hay…

C’mon little Spider boy! Come out to play!”

Peter didn’t want to. He wanted to stay here, with (Y/n) and finish explaining everything to her. He really didn’t want to leave her alone thinking the horrible things she had been about him. He wanted her to know everything… about Spider-Man… and his feelings…

But, Peter knew he had a job to do. Spider-Man did. And he’d take (Y/n) being mad at him a million times over if it meant she was safe. And as long as the Goblin was here, she wasn’t…

+ + +

“Who the he*l is that? Peter, we should… Peter?” (Y/n) spun in a complete circle, searching the narrow maze hallway for the boy who she swore had been there just moments before. But, alas, Peter was gone. Her gaze caught sight of a familiar red and blue figure swinging through the air in the direction the Goblin went, and her eyes widened in realization…

“Holy, sh*t… Peter Parker is Spider-Man…”

Tag lists are open!!!

Tags: @electriclcvewp @kaqua @missryerye @simp-for-fictional-people @nickangel13 @miaandthediamonds

#13 Nights of Halloween Spooktacular #peter parker x you #peter parker oneshot #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker fic #peter parker x reader #peter parker

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sapphicwhxre · 4 years ago

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your first time | HCs

what your first time having sex includes (for anon)

Г includes : hermione granger, draco malfoy, harry potter, ron weasley, ginny weasley, pansy parkinson, fred weasley, george weasley, luna lovegood, cho chang, fleur delacour, nymphadora tonks, bellatrix lestrange, and narcissa black

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hermione granger

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actually researches everything she can to make it good for you (which ends up working really well)

is such a nervous wreck about making it perfect that you have to remind her

"it's with you, it'll already be perfect"

uses terms like vagina until you straight up tell her you're comfortable with dirtier words

foreplay QUEEN

does absolutely everything in her power to get you as wet as possible before doing anything

to the point where you wonder if you'll cum before even fucking

is already asking you what kinks you wanna try at this point

doesn't shut up but she's complimenting you the whole time

gets really encouraged + turned on whenever you moan

clingy, grinning mess after

asks you immediately what you want her to do better next time

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draco malfoy

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cocky, cocky, cocky

secretly really nervous but still plays it up

will not let you top

returns anything you do

doesn't stand for you being quiet

he will do everything in his power to get you as loud as possible

also doesn't take his eyes off you at all ─ like he wants to memorise every second of it and every inch of your body

pretty rough but instantly softens if he thinks he hurt you or something

won't cum until you do

tells you how hot you were after

teases you for cumming for him like that wasn't the intended goal

acts non chalant instead of telling you how head over heels he is

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harry potter

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harry is CURIOUS and no one can tell me otherwise

you're the one that has to tell him it's ok to touch you and he goes all out once you do

wants to do everything, touch you everywhere

actually wouldn't be able to get over you or shift his focus from pleasing you

"these are so pretty", "i love this", "say my name again", etc.

you probably have to pull him away at some point if you want to actually touch him ─ or fuck

absolutely shook when do you touch him

tries to stay quiet until you tell him you wanna hear him

then he won't shut up with the babbling and the praises

wants a second round as soon as you finish

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ron weasley

♡─

thanks to hbp, we know how inexperienced ron is

so don't expect him to get actually kinky the first time

sure, he wants to go all out with you but he's actually really gentle

accidentally tries something in the moment (like choking, degrading, basically any kink) and apologises

then can't believe the experience actually gets better when you roll with said kink (and enjoy it)

slows and asks if you're ok the whole time

and every time you say yes, he gets really encouraged

doesn't even want to pull away when you're done ─ basically never wants to take his hands off of you again

heavy breathing and huge grinning right on your skin when you're done

having a snack together after because it's cute and he's all worn out so

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ginny weasley

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effortlessly sexy

honestly gets you going without even knowing it (you're done for when she actually tries)

she's really casual but sweet

definitely confident

puts her hair in a ponytail so you can see her face but still grab her hair

can't stay serious for shit ─ she's so happy and makes sure you know it

absolutely teases you if you stare at her

"its like this is the first time you've seen me naked!"

voices how turned on she is and how hot she finds you

forces herself to keep her eyes open because she wants to see you come undone

gets as many orgasms out of you as she can

sits on your lap and plants all these little kisses on your face when you're finished

♡─

pansy parkinson

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"y/n and i are going to fuck, you should all be jealous" "oh my gods pansy,"

only a little nervous ─ she's more excited than anything

starts to confidently tells you about her daydreams, fantasies, and wet dreams but ends up blushing really hard

gets to work immediately

assumes she's topping but is actually willing to let you if you'd like

cocky, teasing, and sweet the whole time

goes for dirty names right off the bat

doesn't miss a beat when you cum, "baby 'm gonna take you against the wall now"

keeps going even after she gets tired

finally stops once you're both mindblown and unable to walk

falls asleep naked with you, head in your hair, mumbling about how she has the best s/o

♡─

fred weasley

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will pick you up/drag you/etc. to wherever you're doing this

excited as fuck but wants a safeword first and foremost

probably makes it something really stupid

you can barely get anything other than moans out once he starts touching you

gives you kisses, talks dirty, fucks you as hard as he can... he goes all out

just to make your first time the best you've ever had

focuses on giving unless you want more

softer during the second round but way kinkier ─ the boy likes trouble more than work but he's still a quick learner

slow, tired makeout when you're both worn out and him spooning you

♡─

george weasley

♡─

also really excited

has already figured out your kinks at this point through conversation cues and imagined making you cum with all of them

won't stop kissing you, saying stuff like, "ready to cum for me baby?"

SWOONING banter, "so long as you fill me up love"

confident + teasing about it

"fuck, how did you know i like that?" "a weasley is always prepared y/n," "didn't you forget to wear shoes to class last week?"

absolute gentleman

makes sure everything's ok with you

knows how to get you hot and bothered without being too rough

grunted i love yous

pulls out of you once you're all fucked out but keeps you close so he can give your forehead wet, praising kisses

♡─

luna lovegood

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so ready to do this

tells you really non-chalantly how bad she wants you

also a queen of foreplay

undresses you so carefully and slowly, telling you how gorgeous you are

long kisses

open about her kinks, asks straight up what yours are

locking fingers while you fuck and agreeing to only let go if one of you wants to stop

spoiler, your hands may as well be fused together by the end of the night

coaxes you through her moans and checks on you

even though she knows ─ and trust me, she KNOWS ─ you're having the time of your life

wants you to lay on your back after you cum and plays with your hair + swirls her fingers on your skin from her comfy lil seat on your waist

♡─

cho chang

♡─

sweet over sexy first time

nervous at first that someone's going to walk in but once she starts touching you, the whole world disappears

lots of blushing and giggling

nothing too serious ─ your legs are tangled and you're just heart eyed

plants kisses all over you the whole time

actually loses herself with you

like eyes scrunched shut and looking like an angel

if she didn't want to see you all pretty and moaning so bad, she'd probably keep her eyes closed and just be happy with how good you feel

whispers the cutest but dirtiest shit

so smiley when you cum

gets pouty if you pull away or stand up after

wants to cuddle, skin to skin, and keep giving you kisses

♡─

fleur delacour

♡─

wants it to be perfect

wears the prettiest lingerie she owns

sets a romantic scene

physically and verbally

trust me when i say this girl is a romantic goddess when it comes to words

pulls out the french and tells you how beautiful she thinks you are

magic touch ─ her fingers are stroking and caressing you during everything and it feels magical

during this first time, actions > words

barely says anything

other than moaning your name

quietly praises you under her breath but says it louder if you tell her to

just really sensual and passionate

holds you in her arms and kisses all over your neck and shoulders when you finish

♡─

nymphadora tonks

♡─

"love, are you sure you want to do this together?"

the second she has your full comfort and consent?

she goes wild

fucks you a thousand different ways but is being so sweet with her words

respectful yet dirty, complimenting in the sexiest tone you've ever heard

wouldn't want to do anything too kinky the first time

only because she wants to leave you wanting more

(as if you won't already ─)

definitely loses control of her hair colour in the moment

it just feels so good that she can't help but go bright and vibrant

all bubbly and talkative when you finish + gets herself together and changes her hair back to your favourite colour

♡─

bellatrix lestrange

♡─

lays out all her kinks that first time

goes absolutely wild in bed

covers you in sloppy kisses and hickeys

moans shit like, "i have been thinking about this since the moment i laid eyes on you,"

loud the whole time

possessive pet names

my doll, my love, my pretty little thing

melts the first time your hands are in her hair

(whether they're pulling at it or running through it)

won't say anything about it but looks for cues that you're comfortable and enjoying it as much as she is

doesn't stop until you're completely worn out

lays on your chest when you're done

and falls asleep mumbling praises

♡─

narcissa black

♡─

tease

wants to stretch out your desire before you do anything for as long as she can

long kisses, hooked fingers, etc.

and when she does fuck you?

respectful queen, looks at you for consent before trying anything

stays serious but if you let out a little giggle, she indulges it because she's just as excited to finally be doing this with you

knows what she wants and expects it

she doesn't stop coming up to kiss you

tells you how good you're doing the whole time

makes you cum as many times as she possibly can before finally letting go

doesn't let go when you're done ─ she wants to stay close to you, hot breaths and juices mixing while she kisses the top of your head

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problematicfavesareproblematic · 3 years ago

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NSFW with Chuck Grant

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Charles Grant is a walking example of “acts like a badass, is actually a softie” bc BOY, IS HE HARD (lol) TO GET A READ ON.

When you first start fucking, he doesn’t really have the instinct to stick around after and soak up the afterglow- mostly bc that’s not the dynamic that any of his previous relationships operated under, but also bc he’s like Lieb and doesn’t feel comfortable being vulnerable and potentially having you reject him. He only confidently leaves the first time, and then he judges whether to stay or not on how you look at him as he makes to get dressed after the second time you boink. If you want your space, he’ll go and be back the next day as long as you let him, but if you look even a little bit offended or hurt, he’s getting his ass back in that bed and doing whatever he can to get that sad look out of your eyes.

When he does stay, he’s down to give you whatever he can manage.

He’s all for slowly kissing you while trailing his fingertips up and down your side, but if you just want to sleep beside him he is more than cool with it (he’ll probably still pet you a lil bit after you fall asleep bc he’s soft for you but shh shh shh don’t tell anyone). The only thing he isn’t very good at doing is pillow talk, especially right after sex. He’s too worried about saying the wrong thing and fucking up what he’s managed to establish with you.

It isn’t until after he’s shot that he realizes how nice it feels to have someone else take care of him, and when you do so after sex it solidifies the fact that you don’t see him as a burden- you want him and you want to stay. Thank god, too. He doesn’t think he could recover without you (again, not that he’d ever tell you that)

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Your AhhhhhhHSSSSssssSSSSSs!!!!!!

Oh wow, look at you- owner of the cutest butt he’s ever seen. Can he put his hands on it? Can he squeeze it? Please please puh-lease can you let him watch it jiggle as he fucks you? If you’ve answered yes to any of these questions, then you’ve made each and every single one of his dreams come true.

He doesn’t discriminate in his love for butts- he’s an equal-opportunity appreciator of the Majesty of the Female Ass™. If it changes size throughout your relationship, he’ll love it even more. Absolutely shameless.

On himself? He likes his legs- especially his thighs.

He likes how strong they are, despite how much he hates Sobel for getting them to their current strength re: Currahee. But he gets over it quickly bc oh wow is he happy with their endurance while trying to keep up with you, both sexually and otherwise. The day he realized you could ride yourself to orgasm on them was the day he died and went to heaven and was sent back to sin again.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes cumming on your pubic mound and then watching it slide down your pussy, thank you very much. If you guys are trying for kids or in a position where you don’t have to worry about not having kids, he’ll cum inside of you happily but oh wow he likes watching it slide down your lower lips. BONUS POINTS if he gets to catch it on his thumb and either stick it in your mouth OR circle your clit with it in order to get you off one more time.

Also, you asking him where he wants to cum on you gets him hot under the proverbial collar.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He’d do literally anything for you if you’d let him put his finger in your ass. He will genuinely kill an individual of your choice if you let him put his cock there instead. What a perv (jk it takes a lot of vulnerability for some people to convey their wants and desires to their partners plz remember that this has been a PSA).

The one thing he’ll never actually tell you about... EVER is that for a little while after meeting you for the first time in Georgia, he started hooking up with a girl who he didn’t realize (until much later) bore a striking resemblance to you. He’d had to end the relationship when he straight-up called out your name when he came (he was a lil drunk, just tipsy enough to slip up) and full-on booked it out of there bc not only had he pissed the girl off, but his shout had woken up her family- namely her very angry father- and barely escaped with his life.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s had two lovers before you, but one of them was really experienced and patient and bless that woman. All he really has to do is learn what you like and he’ll commit it to memory.

And you better be damn sure that he’ll use that knowledge against you/for his benefit.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy style for all the reasons mentioned before. Or reverse cowgirl. Or normal cowgirl. His hands + your butt= dream combo.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He can be goofy, but more than anything else he likes it when you’re goofy. Chuck can get a little too in his own head at times, which can lead to frustration/self-doubt- ESPECIALLY while recovering from his brain injury. You reminding him that sex is meant to be fun does him a huge favor, bc poor lamb will forget that every so often.

So please, nibble at his earlobe in that way that tickles him. Make a quip at the expense of one of your friends. Mock the silly sound of the moan you just let slip out.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s not going to groom unless you tell him to, but he also doesn’t feel like you need to groom for him, either. Chuck’s not afraid to admit how much his personal hygiene has improved since meeting you.

I can promise you that if you’re heavily invested in skin/hair care, he’ll probably be just as into building his own routine.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

You always have Chuck’s full and undivided attention during sex, but he won’t necessarily show it unless he gets the guy feeling/you tell him that you want him to be. He’s going to whisper sexy things into your ear, call you a good girl (if not his good girl), and do everything in his power (at the time, at least (he can get a little distracted if you’re doing something particularly sexy)) to make sure you feel just how appreciated you are. He gets more and more confident in his PDA as your relationship progresses, but when it’s just you two? You’ll never meet a bigger sweetheart.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Ok, so I’m deciding for you that mutual masturbation is a thing that you’re both into, m’kay?

I'm also making the executive decision that you really enjoy watching him get himself off. You walked in on him one time, before you’d had sex, and were so stunned that you just watched in rapt attention until awkwardly backing out of the room and slamming the door shut. He’d nearly cum right then and there, and it got you extremely aroused.

The next time you see each other, at some Georgia bar while on a pass, you offhandedly mention that you wish you hadn’t left and FROM THAT DAY ON he always lets you know when he’s feeling the urge and how you’re more than welcome to watch.

And when you do? It’s always a much shorter experience than he intends bc wow how hot are you?

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Frottage! Dry Humping! Grinding!

Allow me to explain:

In the months following D-Day, it was quickly understood that being on the frontlines meant having traditional forms of sex were no longer on the table (hehe) for you two. You’d experimented with rucking your trousers down your thighs, his thighs, both of your thighs, and each time it was a disaster (with one of the worst times ending up falling onto Tab after he’d inadvertently opened a door that Chuck had been fucking you against. Chuck had nearly thrown fists when Tab refused to look aware from your bare ass.)

So yall started grinding- quickly finding out that the bunches of fabric separating your bodies not only led to new forms of stimulation, but it also meant that you both started to utilize dirty talk. There’s something about your trembling lips at his ear, your warm whispers of ‘so good’ and ‘is this really all you need, Chuck? Me, writhing on you like this? What does that say about you, you desperate boy??’

Boy’s bought a one-way ticket to Boner City, USA.

PLUS! What a way to keep warm during Bastogne? Everyone is so jealous that they don’t have a super foxy megahot babe like you to grind upon.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Hmm…..is saying anywhere a cop-out? Because he’s down for anywhere, he’ll follow your lead and rise to the occasion. Such a perv i s2g.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

♫ YOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!!! ♫

You have this one eyebrow quirk you do when you’re in the mood, and it just so happens to be similar to the brow raise you give someone trying to outsmart you (which is another turn on for him- you putting some overly-confident sonofabitch back in their place after allowing them to mansplain at you for a little bit. First boner he ever got (since meeting you, obviously) came after witnessing you telling Joe Liebgott to stfu in cutting German after he’d made some off-color comment about your ass.)

So, more often than not, he'll get a little turned on when you argue with people. Maybe even when you argue with him- who knows? not me. (i totally do, and he totally is)

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Any sort of pain play, on either of you.

After being in genuine agony for so long while recovering from all of the surgeries, the idea of seeking any more pain out just doesn’t make sense. Chuck also doesn’t want to see you in pain- even if you’re asking him to make you feel it. You’d both suffered through the pain of hunger, frostbite, insect bites, sunburn, and just war in general (all of which had emotionally taken a toll on him bc he felt completely helpless and hated that he couldn’t do anything to take your hurt away).

Sex and pain just doesn’t go together for him. Sorry not sorry

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves having you go down on him, adores the way your eyes look up at him as if you’re challenging him to withstand your beautiful ministrations.

He also is a big fan of going down on you, but PLEASE PLEASE PUH-LEASE ride his face. Good lord.

He’s a sucker (teehee) for it- something about you using him like it’s all you keep him around for gets him hot. You also get this certain snarl on your lips when you are getting close that makes him lose his goddamn mind bc WOW YOU ARE SO ATTRACTIVE and HOLY SHIT YOU CHOSE HIM OF ALL PEOPLE? WOWOWOW.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’ll follow your lead/body language in terms of pace. Most sex sessions shift between both slow and deep as well as fast and hard anyway, so he is a fan of both.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

A necessary evil, as far as Chuck is concerned. He’ll do them, and he’d be lying if he said that he didn’t enjoy the spontaneity of them, but he would prefer not to be rushed when he’s with you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He was riskier until that one time Tab caught you guys, after which he chilled out. Which you are thankful for, bc you’ve spoken with Lieb’s wife and BOY have those two gotten into some embarrassing situations bc of how risky that kid is.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

The longest he's gone is 4 rounds (it was celebratory sex on VE day, with both of you in the best shape you'd ever been in and too high on relief to listen to your bodies. Ya'll were sore and dehydrated afterward but LORD was it worth it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He’d be very open to the idea of toys! On you, he’s automatically cool with it, but it does take him a little bit to get his head around the idea of using toys himself. Again, 40s/50s= somewhat repressed discussion about deviations from the traditional male sexuality- but Chuck is more willing and ready to challenge the societal norms than most. Very sexy of him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He always intends to tease you, but more often than not he gets so turned on that he can’t follow that intention through. You are aware of this and ABSOLUTELY weaponize this knowledge. Get it, fam.

During day-to-day conversation, however, you both tease each other constantly. It’s been like that since you’ve met each other- always making innuendos and one-upping the other and for some reason that never even went away.

When Chuck woke up and the doctors brought you in to see him, the first thing he told you was that you looked terrible. When you’d replied with a sniff, a smile and a “guess the doc’s were full of shit when they said there was no change in your vision, huh?”- Chuck had smiled so hard it hurt.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s a choked moan kind of guy. His face gets all scrunched up and his body shakes and he curses quietly under his breath (it’s vv cute and hot, FYI). he doesn’t even try and be quiet on purpose, he just seems to lose the ability to be vocal, tbh. If he’s drinking or if it’s been a hot minute since yall have gotten to do the do, he’ll probably be a bit louder. Like, maybe one loud cry of your name (see: the letter D)

It doesn’t bother him if you make sounds at all, just so you know. If anything, he likes that he’s a quiet cummer bc then he can hear any and all of your sounds.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

biting your ass while eating you out from behind is *bang* *bang* *bang* *click* *cash register noise*.

Especially if you squeal and smack at him after he does it.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Average in all respects but OH MAN does he know how to work it to his advantage. Get ready for a wild ride, my dude.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Higher post-war, tbh. Chuck had had to be on bed rest for so long that he thought he may never get the chance to have sex again, so he totally makes a point to indulge in you every chance that he can get (but he’s cool if you say no, too).

But, as I mentioned in ‘risk’, he’s not going to be humping your leg in public or anything (ok but imagine if you were a dom to his sub and you made him do that holy fuck)

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He does not sleep very well, poor bb. He will be asleep but his mind will be working through all kinds of things ranging from PTSD to what shoes he wanted to wear to dinner with your parents that weekend. Good thing there’s a remedy to this ailment- your pussy sex with you!

While he can’t konk out immediately, he is able to relax. He will allow himself to get lost in the rhythm of your breathing, the weight of your hand on his arm or your arm wrapped around his middle. He will sometimes nuzzle into you as you’re drifting off to sleep, and when you press a kiss to his forehead he finally feels safe.

~ ~ ~

taglist: @sunsetmando @televisionboy @now-im-a-belieber @tvserie-s-world @holdingforgeneralhugs @mrseasycompany @itswormtrain @mrsalwayswrite @happyveday

#band of brothers imagines #band of brothers x reader #chuck grant x reader #problematicfavesareproblematic

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stray-kids-react · 3 years ago

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Trans s/o

Masterlist

...

Bang Chan

° Was dating you before you came out to him, you were fully prepared for him to leave you. But to your surprise, Chan stayed with you and even encouraged you to get an appointment early for your transition.

° Will help you take your medication to help with the process, and if you get dizzy from it he will gladly pick you up and carry you to bed. He's a true gentleman, so he'll probably carry you to bed even if you aren't dizzy or tired.

° Helps you pick your new name, always finding the cutest ones or the most random ones. Like Flossy/Tangerine, but he tries he truly does. But at the end of the day you make the final call, and he respects that 110%.

"You're going to have to find a name that goes with Bang as a last name."

"That's why I'm not going with the names you picked out."

Lee Know

° Had a crush on you ever since you started working as a stylist, and he had absolutely no clue that you were transgender until he revealed his crush and someone told him that you were. He honestly didn't care that you were.

° Minho found it rude how the staff member that told him found him weird for still liking you, as if it is weird to like someone who is transgender. He wasn't interested in the staff member or considered them a friend, so why do they care?

° Soon realized that thier opinions of your transition wasn't just kept private and that they would harass you about it. So he went to JYP to try and at least make it so you were further away from her. But JYP genuinely didn't help.

"I'm just saying, it's weird since they aren't actually a-"

"It's weirder that you care so much, do you not have a life?"

Changbin

° Was your best friend before you started dating, he saw you transition and the struggles you went through in high school when the teachers would call you by your old name even though you constantly insisted to go by your new one.

° When you started dating, it never dialed to amaze him by how ignorant people can be. As if they think he doesn't know that his lover of 3 years is transgender. He knows, and he loves you no matter what.

° The last straw was when he was on a special interview with Jessi where she invited different idols. One of the being Siwon from suju, who is known to not be overly supportive of the lgbtq+ community. Which made Changbin upset.

"How can you date someone who is faking-"

"They aren't faking, if anything you are the fake one for putting on this nice guy act when you're really an asshole."

Hyunjin

(cutie)

° Will spoil you with any transgender items he can get, cute pikachu with the transgender colors? Bought. Pins? Bought. Flags? Ordered. Cakes? Already in the oven. You reassure him that he doesn't have to spoil you, but he wants to.

° Won't gush over your baby photos or hang them up if you are uncomfortable with looking at them, instead he'll gush over your current photos and hang up recent couple photos of the two of you. He even has a wedding collage ready.

° He can be dramatic, in a good way. So when you are being harsh on yourself saying you still look too much like a boy/girl. He will stand you infront of a mirror and tell you everything that's manly/feminine about you.

"You're my precious lil bean, don't be hard on yourself."

"Hyunjin, your ruining my foundation with you kisses *giggles*."

Han

° He had a crush on you for ages, you were Hyunjin's best friend and he met you through Hyunjin. Jisung grew fond of you after only a week of chatting to you, everyone noticed how blushy and mushy he got around you.

° Hyunjin never told him you were Trans because he thought you had already told Jisung yourself, but you didn't since you thought Hyunjin told him. This led to a semi confused Jisung when you were going through old photos.

° He didn't mind and still found you attractive, he was just surprised to see you in your old photos. You looked so uncomfortable in them and didn't look like yourself at all, he was honestly glad you came out of the closet.

"You look just as gorgeous and confident as you do back then."

"Can you not flirt with y/n when I'm right here?"

Felix

(I just want to ruffle his hair istg.)

° So proud of you when you come out to him, he cries so much that you are worried he is sad. But it's actually happy tears, because he's always had a suspicion for the last four months that something was off with you.

° Won't stop clinging onto you after you get the surgery done, he's just a smiley ball of fluffiness the whole time because he is so happy for you. But if you ask him for anything cause your sore or don't feel well, he's up and doing it in a flash.

° Felix is the type who wouldn't care about gender or sexuality, as long as they are interested in him and have a good personality then he would love them endlessly. So you will blush often from the way he gazes at you like you're his universe.

"God, I'm the luckiest man alive to be with you. You're so perfect, now let me snuggle you."

"You're so cheesy sometimes, you're lucky you're cute and can pull it off."

Seungmin

° When you came out to him and your family, he was surprised but still loved you just as much. He didn't think it should effect the way someone feels about you, but apparently your parents had different opinions on the matter.

° One week later and you had the last of your boxes in Seungmin's dorm. Your parents gave you one week to move out, not wanting someone part of the community to live under there household and be seen by their friends.

° You would be lying if you said it didn't hurt, it did you sobbed every night. But as long as Seungmin was beside you, everything was going to be okay. You don't know what you would've done without him, you felt lucky that way.

"I can't believe they are ashamed of me."

"It's there loss, you're the best person on this planet. Skz and I are happy to have you."

Jeongin

° Jeongin was your ex boyfriend's best friend, he watched you get cheated on and verbally abused by his so called "friend". The last straw for him was when you came out and all your boyfriend did was scoff and dump you on the spot.

° Jeongin pretty much took you under his wing and babied you until you were over that asshole. He even deleted his contact and phone number from his phone, realizing how bad he was when he saw how he treated you.

° 5 months later and you and Jeongin are happily dating, and making you feel like the royalty he sees you as. You both never heard from your ex ever since that day, but when Jeongin took you to a grocery store to get some snacks. You both bumped into him.

"So I see you're getting my sloppy seconds."

"You're the only sloppy one here dumbass."

#stray kids #kpop #skz scenarios #stray kids reactions #changbin #han jisung #hyunjin #jeongin #bang chan #lee know #Lee felix #felix skz #skz seungmin #trans reader #thunderous

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realcube · 4 years ago

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speaking 💗 uwu 💗 to the haikyuu!! boys pt 2

part 1

characters: suna, matsukawa, kyōtani, tendō & akaashi

tw// illness, swearing, sexual references, cwinge

Rintarō Suna

bitch- he was shocked

he was feeling sick so you were taking care of him while he lay on the couch looking like the cutest lil’ potato you’ve ever seen

so while you were handing him the soup you made him, you said something along the lines of ‘here’s some wuv-filled soup for my poor honey~’ in the uwu voice

that was the best he felt all day lol

like honestly, you expected him to cringe which is kinda why you did it but he was all for it lmao

‘wait- please do that again, (y/n).’ suna groaned, slowly taking the soup from your hands

you snickered, gently stirring the spoon to cool it down slightly, ‘no. now drink up.’

you picked up the spoon to jab it at his mouth since he was clearly too lazy to drink it himself, but his lips didn’t part no matter how desperately you poked

he shook his head, keeping his lips together

you rolled your eyes, dropping the spoon back into the bowl, ‘stop being a baby and drink the soup!’

suna continued to shake his head, ‘not until you do the voice again.’ he said, his voice hoarse and low.

‘bitch.’ you muttered while rubbing your temples, you were way too tired to deal with his clownery today

‘please, (y/n).’

‘why are you so needy all of a sudden?’ you pouted, trying to think of something to say in the voice that wasn’t too embarrassing

‘i don’t know.’

‘uwu eat your fuckin’ soup, bi--’ you couldn’t even finish your sentence before wheezing at how silly it was to say something like that in ✨the voice✨

suna chuckled, immediately pulling his arm out from underneath the blanket to slurp up your delicious soup

the bowl parted from his lips as he let out a refreshed, ‘ah’ then dropped his gaze to meet yours, ‘you’re so cute.’

Issei Matsukawa

he would look you dead in the eye and smirk

‘what’s wrong with your voice?’

WAIT BUT DON’T TAKE IT THE WRONG WAY BC HE JUST SAID THAT COZ HE PREFERS YOUR NATURAL VOICE LIKE PLEASE DON’T CHANGE IT YOU SOUND SO DIVINE

‘nothing~’ you hummed, still holding your voice at a higher pitch

matsukawa quirked a brow, wondering if he was missing something

the thought occurred to him that maybe this a prank of some sort and you were waiting for him to give an interesting reaction

well, i mean, he’d hate to disappoint so-

he leaned forward to place a kiss on your cheek and wrap you in hug

‘what are you tryin’ to be all cute for, angel?’ he muttered against the sensitive skin of your neck

a light blush dusted across your cheeks so you buried your face into the crook of his neck to hide it, ‘i don’t know.’ you replied in an awkward mix of your natural voice and the uwu voice

matsukawa snickered, rubbing up and down your spine with the large palm of his hand, ‘so you’re not gonna tell me, huh?’ he asked, playfully flicking your spine, resulting in a slightly whimper escaping your lips

‘is this a prank?’ he inquired further, holding a tight grip on your waist so you were unable to pull away - not that you wanted to anyway.

‘kinda.’ you snickered at how surprisingly quick he caught on

‘i fucking knew it.’ he chuckled, pushing you away from him to pressed a rough kiss against you lips, ‘but keep your real voice, angel. not to sound like a simp but it’s one the sweetest things i’ve ever heard.’

‘simp.’

‘shut up.’ he smiled and lightly flicked your back once more

Kentarō Kyōtani

he thought it was a sex thing-

you were just showing him your new-found talent while he was blushing furiously and just like ‘shut up, (y/n)! we’re in public! 😡😳’

and you just kinda shuffled awkwardly ‘what does that have to do with anything?’

‘you can’t just do stuff like that in front of everyone!’

he’d probably pull you onto his lap and cover your mouth with his hand to silence you

in his mind, the uwu voice = calling your s/o ‘daddy’ or ‘mommy’

like- just a bit too taboo to do in public-

you were so confused

‘kyōtani, get you’re filthy, dry hand off my mouth right now’

he wasn’t exactly sure what you said considering that his hand served the purpose of muffling your speech but he did hear that you called him by his full surname opposed to just ‘kyō’, ‘baby’ or ‘babe’ hence, you were probably angry

‘i’m going to move my hand but i swear to god if you do that fucking voice again.’ he growled into your ear, that alone probably should’ve made you feel threatened but knowing kyōtani, he’s all bark and no bite; well, at least when it comes to you

he slowly removed his hand from your mouth and you just shot him the deadliest glare

he’s never going to recover from that one tbh- your eyes alone just scarred him for life

without a word, you grabbed your bag from under your desk to search through it for a moment until you pulled out a small bottle of lotion

‘give me your hands.’

‘no.’ kyōtani rolled his eyes; he didn’t like the idea of putting lotion on his hands bc it’d made his hands slippery and if his hands were lubricated how was he supposed to GRIP?

‘i wasn’t a question.’ you scoffed, grabbing his hand and squeezing a dollop of lotion onto it, ‘have you ever moisturized in your life? your hands are so ashy.’

‘right, okay.’ kyōtani murmured, not even bothering to answer your silly question

‘ashy hands~’ you absentmindedly cooed in the uwu voice while spreading the lotion evenly across his palm

after realising what you hand just said, you immediately shifted your gaze onto kyōtani to see if he was livid >:)

but actually, he was painted a deep shade of red with his head turned away from you

‘you’re going to hell.’ he hissed, not daring to meet your gaze just in case his face erupted in a blush once more

‘i’ll see you there~’

Satori Tendō

he’d look you dead in the eye and try to copy you lmao

like what else was he supposed to do? lmao

plus, he was sure of the fact he could do it better than you ✋

‘uwu-’ he choked on his own spit as that hellish sound left his mouth

‘TENDŌ!!’ you wheezed, covering your mouth to prevent an ungodly noise escaping, ‘sir, your vocal cords-’

‘wait do it again, do it again!’ he encouraged, clasping his hands together to plead

you snickered before raising the pitch of your voice once more, along with throwing up a little peace sign, ‘you’re such a swut!’

now it was tendō’s turn to wheeze

after a while, he was finally able to compose himself and attempt to imitate ✨ the voice ✨

‘you’re a whore!~’

you gasped, slapping a hand over your mouth, ‘WAIT, SATORI THAT WAS SO GOOD!’

tendō quirked a brow, shuffling in closer to you, taking your hand in his and placing a kiss upon the tips of each of your fingers absentmindedly, ‘really?’

‘yeah’ you nodded rapidly, not even bothering to hide the blush that was spreading across your cheeks at his random kisses

‘i love you, baby~’ you hummed, pursing your lips in hoped he’d pick up on what your were asking for

‘i love you way more~’ he cooed, leaning in and connecting his lips with yours

honestly, y’all probably never use the voice again after that

(other than when you play a prank on ushijima :P)

but it’s a fond memory lol

Keiji Akaashi

you did it as a prank but akaashi thought it was for his attention lol

he was just sitting at his desk, ‘studying’ hard (by ‘studying’, i mean he was blankly staring at his notes while thinking about you) while you were sitting on his bed, taking a well-earned break

then you saw a girl on your fyp try the prank out on her bf and ofc you had to try lmao

i mean, it was harmless :)) unlike some of the other pranks floating around

the only thing that could possibly get hurt during this prank was your pride

so you immediately tried it out

‘angel~’ you cooed, trying your best to keep the voice on and stifle a snicker as you watched him visibly perk up upon hearing you, ‘are you hungwy? do you want me to make you some snacks?’

akaashi turned around his chair to look at you and shoot you a sweet smile

HIS SMILE OEIHNFEVBEI pls it’s so holy 🥺🙏

anyway, he replied in his equally as angelic, mellow voice, ‘i’m fine, love. thank you though, you’re so sweet.’

you nodded in response, thinking that you weren’t going to get much of a reaction out him so you were about to go back to scrolling until he inquired further

‘by the way, what’s with the voice?- don’t get me wrong, it’s cute; i’m just curious.’

you let out a sigh, a smile gracing your lips as you figured that you’d end the prank here- you were too impatient to continue lol

‘it was just for a little prank thing.’

an understanding ‘ah’ fell from akaashi’s lips before he got up from his desk and slowly slinked towards you, cupping your face in his soft hands, caressing your cheek gently with his thumb as his lips teasingly hovered over your own

‘well, i’d be lying if i said i’m not fond of it.’ he hummed, his gaze fixated on your eyes for the most part but every few seconds it’d drop to send brief, longing looks at your lips

he stole a quick kiss before backing away slightly, his hand staying glued to your cheek for as long as possible

‘i’ll go fetch us some snacks- i’m suddenly craving popcorn.’

he left you in his room alone, blinking rapidly while trying to process what just happened

you just unlocked suave! akaashi

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Little Secret Part 2 // Changbin

🍄 | genre: smut mini-series ☁️ | pairing: Seo Changbin x female!reader 🌿 | wc: 3.6k 🌸 | includes: virgin!reader, kinda romantic, lots of smoochin’, lil bit of begging, reaaally soft sex, oral (f!receiving), consent :), protected sex, aftercare? ig

v Please read part one first! v

“Alright, I’m gonna go. Thanks for having me over.” Changbin thanked his closest friend, always polite and courteous to Jisung for allowing him to come over so often.

“Cmon, you know you’re always welcomed here.” Jisung cleaned up their mess of popcorn and chips, tossing the bowls into the kitchen sink before helping Changbin leave. “See ya tomorrow in the studio, right?”

“You know it!” Changbin waved to Jisung as he entered his car. His car started with a hum, and the Bluetooth connected to his phone and continued where his Spotify left off. Ignoring whatever song was playing, Changbin dropped his forehead into the steering wheel as he faced the text message app in his phone. He patiently waited for you, staring at the bright screen, until he saw the familiar ellipsis text bubble appear in the lower-left corner. His face lit up with glee, and he felt his heart start beating out of his chest.

Changbin knew all too well that you had a crush on him. You made it more than obvious, stuttering over your words whenever he talked to you or hiding in your room whenever he was over. He and Jisung would joke about it in an attempt to brighten an otherwise problematic situation, but deep down, Changbin liked it. He liked the way you stared at him when he would be shirtless around your house. He liked the way you would go quiet in your room whenever he would start to talk purposefully loud about his sex life. He even liked it when he would go upstairs to use the restroom and hear your little moans of his name from inside your bedroom. He was always such a tease to you, and he couldn’t deny that he liked you too, but not in the exact same way.

Changbin lived alone. He had his own apartment downtown, and although he was known for DJing at parties, he would spend a lot of nights alone, left to his own thoughts. To combat intrusive or self-destructive thoughts, he would jerk off, obviously. And as much as he tried to focus on the pornography in front of him, he would always end up closing his eyes and letting his mind wander to you. The image of you riding him, bouncing on his cock as your chest rose and fell, was a go-to for him whenever he needed to cum fast. The thoughts of you doing sinful things with him never appeared until the beginning of this school year when he saw you carry a package to your room that was not-so-discretely a package from a sex shop. He always thought of you as extended family, being his best friend’s brother and all, but after imagining what naughty things might have been in that box, his mind was set. You were the only girl that could satisfy him.

He knew his experience would frighten you, but he wanted to ruin you more than anything. Jisung had never seen you with a partner, and although this was second-hand information, Changbin would love to take your virginity, making you cum over and over again anyway he can.

This was his chance. He never knew how to make the first move on you without Jisung noticing, but if this was how it had to be, then this is how it had to be.

You walked out to his car after sneaking past your brother, taking a seat in the passenger seat of Changbin’s car, refusing to look at him, although Changbin’s eyes were focused on you. He smiled gently, attempting to lighten the mood.

“Look, I said I’m sorry.” Changbin placed a hand on your shoulder and you gulped loudly. You could have sworn you felt your heart to a frontflip.

“Changbin,” your voice was quiet, scared of what was about to happen, “if you don’t want to do this, then I-”

“Y/n, you have no idea how much I want to fuck you.” You were speechless. You darted your eyes to meet his, and his gaze was dripping with sincerity and lust. “Let’s go back to my place. You can sleep over, I don’t care. I just want you right now.”

“Wa-want me?” You bit your bottom lip, unable to believe the current situation you were in. The boy you’ve had a crush on since middle school was about to fuck your brains out until the sun came up. Your mind was foggy, but not foggy enough to refuse Changbin’s advances.

His right hand rested on your thigh the whole 30 minute drive to his apartment, and you almost started shaking just thinking about what he was going to do to you. All your filthy fantasies were about to come to life, or you hoped they would.

Despite your excitement, the thought of Jisung finding out terrified you. Although you fought constantly, he was always protective. He would never let anyone lay a finger on his precious little sister. The only person that could bully you was him. If he knew what his best friend was about to do to you, he’d explode out of anger.

Changbin knew this. He knew damn well what he was doing would upset his best friend, but he couldn’t let this go any longer. Changbin would make lewd jokes about you infront of Jisung, each time resulting in Jisung fake-puking and threatening the older’s life if he were to ever even think of fucking you.

Ah, if only he knew.

You arrived at Changbin’s apartment. The elevator ride to the third floor was silent, but Changbin stayed close to your side the entire time. Your mind was still a mess, but Changbin’s presence made you a little bit at ease. As painfully horny as he made you, he was still your first love. You loved to be around him.

Once inside of his apartment, Changbin eased you in and welcomed you, giving you a quick “this is the living room” tour. You sat on his couch per his request and nestled back into the soft upholstery. Everything smelled like Changbin (unsurprisingly), and you almost fell asleep the second you sat down before Changbin sat next to you and leaned into your ear.

“This is your first time, right?”

You nearly jumped out of your skin. His voice was deep and hardly above a whisper. You felt so hot, and the atmosphere was so hot, and when you looked at him, he looked so hot. Holy shit. This is happening.

“Yeah, but that’s okay, right?” You leaned away from him, afraid he would pounce on you at any moment. He noticed the fear in your eyes, and his glassy eyes reverted to his soft, warm gaze. He laughed it off, gently placing his hands on your hips and pulling you onto his lap, earning a quiet yelp from you.

“Of course that’s okay, baby.” His nickname for you melted your heart. You blushed brightly, and Changbin thought it was the cutest thing he’d ever seen. He felt his chest get tight as a smile stretched across his face. “Tell me if it’s too much, alright?”

“Alright, Bin.” He leaned in, and you realized you hadn’t kissed anyone since Junior prom (Don’t tell Jisung! It was a one time thing!). What if you weren’t good enough for him? What if you were bad at this? What if-

Then his lips were on yours. He waited patiently for you to get more comfortable, never moving on until you began to kiss him back. The kiss was so light and sweet, something Changbin hadn’t experienced since high school, but it honestly made his heart sing. He was the one that was supposed to be teaching you! What the fuck was this? Your hands quickly found their place on his shoulders and the back of his neck as you pulled yourself closer to him. You could feel him semi-hard under you, and you gently pushed your body down to feel more of him without thinking that he would also feel you push down on him. He pulled back and hissed, cursing under his breath. You tried to apologize, but before you could utter a word, his eye contact made you speechless.

“Eager, are we?” His smirk made your heart drop. God, he was so good looking it made your brain error. Of course you were eager, but you didn’t want to fully submit immediately. You were always a baby to him, so this could be your chance to have him see you as more mature, right?

“I just wanted to feel you.” Your sweet little voice made Changbin swoon. He knew you were innocent, and as much as he wanted to ruin you, there was an angel on his shoulder telling him to be gentle and caring. He wrapped his arms around you and brought you into another kiss, this time greedier and heavier than the last one, but you felt safe in his arms.

Changbin’s lips on your jawline felt like nirvana. He was so gentle with you, yet still domineering enough to make you entirely pliant in his arms, not like you’d know what to do if he actually let you be in control. You felt his kisses become rougher as he began sucking hickeys onto your neck. You arch your back and lean into his body, giving him full access to your neck. His hands went from supporting his weight at your sides to exploring your body, feeling you up over your shirt as slowly as possible.

“Take this off, princess.” Changbin tugged at the bottom of your shirt, hoping you get the hint. You nodded and hastily tossed your shirt off, exposing your braless chest. “Oh? Nothing on underneath?”

You looked down and covered your chest with your arms. Fuck, why were you so nervous? You’ve wanted this for years and now you’re shy? Changbin grabbed your wrists and slowly pulled you away from yourself, again exposing your chest to him. His face was unreadable aside from the casual smile that made your head spin.

“So beautiful.” Your face was as red as a tomato. His hands moved from holding your wrists to holding your hands, keeping you from covering your body. “This is what I’ve been missing out on this whole time? Damn, I should have done this sooner.”

He looks to you for any sign of discontent, but your soft puppy eyes tell him everything he needs to know, and he knows you need him. He dives his head into your chest, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue circling the sensitive bud, and takes your other breast into his hand, gripping your nipple between his fingers and twirling it gently enough to make you keen. He was so good at what he was doing, and you couldn’t help but moan and whimper, especially when his teeth began to tug at your nipple.

Switching his head from one breast to the other, he briefly makes eye contact with you, and your adorably innocent gaze is enough to make him fully hard, his cock begging to be let out of his sweatpants. You looked so good, and the spit dripping from your chest lead down to where he wanted his mouth the most: your cunt.

His heavenly touch left your chest, and you whined from the lack of stimulation before he stood up from the couch, taking you up in his arms in the process. He carried you to his bed, placing you down softly on the sheets. The smell of his overwhelmed you as you sunk into his pillows, quickly becoming blissed out and ready for more.

Changbin joined you on the bed, taking his position between your legs, kissing your tummy and moving down to the waistband of your pants. You knew what was coming, but you didn’t know if you were ready. Your heart was beating out of your chest as Changbin looks to you again, lightly tugging at your pants.

“Bin, c-can you turn off the lights?” You point to the switch on the wall, and Changbin giggles before getting up and switching them off. The street lights from outside his window illuminated the room just enough for Changbin to still see the warm glow radiating from your body. He took a second to look at you, legs spread wide and chest arched up. Your eyes were glued to Changbin too, who had a noticeably large bulge in his pants. It was then that you realized you wanted this. You were ready for anything Changbin wanted to give you, to do to you.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, baby.” He comes back between your legs, and you raise your hips for him to slide off your shorts. The underwear you had on was nothing special, but Changbin loved it nonetheless. His fingers pressed your wet panties into your even wetter cunt, making the area fully drenched in your slick. You whined, desperately wanting more stimulation.

“Please fuck me, Bin.” You didn’t know you had it in you to be so vulgar, and neither did Changbin. His eyes go wide as he looks up at you. You were so desperate, tears were lining your eyes.

“Not yet, babe. Let me taste you first.” He slides your panties down your legs, adding them to the rest of the clothes. Now you’re fully naked, and fully at Changbin’s disposal. A single finger runs through your folds, and you whine when he begins to play with your clit, making small, calculated circles around the nerves.

While your eyes are closed, he leans down and lays on his stomach to become eye-level with your pussy. His fingers leave your clit only to be replaced by his mouth, sucking and licking at your clit. You buck into his face subconsciously, and he can tell how much you love it by the liquid dripping out of your cunt. One finger slides in with ease, and when he bends it, you arch your back even more, and Changbin quickly finds your g-spot.

“Bin, more, please.” Changbin could bust in his pants by how much you’re begging for him, but he loves it. Your voice gets so high-pitched and whiny every time you try to speak, but he loves it.

He adds two more fingers, now thoroughly stretching you out. The drag of his fingers is insane, and he can reach deeper inside you than you ever could. You push onto his hand, subtly riding his fingers as he pumps them into you. His mouth is still attached to your clit, lapping you up like it’s his last meal. You feel yourself begin to become undone, and you throw your head back from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Bin, c-close.” That’s all you can squeak out before Changbin sucks harsher at your clit, pumps faster inside you, and makes you cum on his face and fingers. Your cum coats him as you shake from the most intense orgasm you’ve experienced thus far. You moan his name loudly, and hearing you curse so much is beyond sexy to Changbin. Your sweat reflecting the street lights, your back arched with your perky titties standing up, your beautiful moans and sounds. It’s all too perfect to be true.

“Good girl.” Changbin takes his fingers out of you and sits up when you’re through your orgasm. He sucks off his fingers, tasting your sweet cum. The sight was too much, and you wanted nothing more than for Changbin to finally fuck you and take your virginity. “Is my girl ready for my cock?”

“Y-yes Changbin, please, I need your cock.” You raise your hips, this time to get his attention back to your most sensitive area. He looks down and notices your neediness. Changbin’s shirt flies over his head and joins the rest of your clothes on the floor. He’s sitting between your legs on his knees, giving you a moment to ogle at his sculpted body, which you did.

You’ve seen him shirtless before, but this time was different. Now his body was over you, not across the room or in the pool. You subconsciously reached out to him, leaning forward and running a hand down his abs, stopping at the waistband of his sweatpants.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Changbin laughs, but you get unbelievably embarrassed in a matter of seconds, leaning back and covering your face with your arms. Changbin pins your hands above your head and leans down to kiss your blushing face all over until finishing on your lips, his tongue dancing with yours. “Don’t be shy, baby. Just calm down and let me take care of you.”

That smile. It was so sincere. You felt like he cared. Immediately, your heart burns with passion as you lean forward to kiss him while still being held down by his hands. His hands move down your arms to your chest, feeling you up one more time before you feel his hands leave your body. He breaks the kiss and leans to his bedside drawer, pulling out a condom.

Without missing a beat, he pulls his pants and boxers down his thighs, his cock springing free. It’s a lot bigger than you had imagined, but that’s okay. You wanted him more than anything, and judging by the precum leaking out of his tip, he wanted you too.

Changbin slides the condom down his shaft, making sure to pinch the tip of the rubber. He leans down and holds your hands at your sides, entwining his fingers with yours. You try to take deep breaths to calm down, but now that he feels so close, your heart feels as if it could burst out of your chest at any moment.

“This might hurt, but it will feel good, I promise.” He runs his tip through your folds, getting the head wet with your juices before lining up with your entrance. “Do you trust me, Y/n?” You nod, but that isn’t enough for Changbin. “Words, baby. Do you trust me?”

“Yes!” All you can do is whimper and squeak, a mixture of anxiety and excitement bubbling inside you. “Yes, Changbin. I trust you.”

Changbin pushes his member into you, stretching you around him. It feels like you’re about to be split in half, like your lower half could just fall off. Fuck, was it painful. But as Changbin bottoms out, he just waits. He waits for your face to go from pure pain to pure pleasure. You’re biting harshly down on your lip, holding in any whines from the pain. After a moment, you let out a moan and push down onto his cock as if it wasn’t already fully inside you.

“Bin,” your glassy eyes meet his, “move.”

His thrusts are slow and steady, making this the most enjoyable experience for you. Although you’re far from an orgasm, Changbin is scarily close. Your cunt feels like it was made for him. You’re tight, so fucking tight, but just enough for Changbin to still fit. He looks down and catches his cock disappearing into your dripping hole. The sight is filthy, and he loves it. If that wasn’t enough to make him close, your pretty moans were.

He knew your face was pretty, but your sounds, dear god your sounds. You sounded like an angel. Whenever you moaned his name, Changbin could feel his heart flutter. You sounded so damn pretty, like the best song he’d ever heard.

Changbin’s thrusts became more sloppy as he struggled to hold back his impending orgasm. You just looked so hot. The way your face scrunched up when he thrusted into you, moaning and whining with every moment. Your chest bouncing in rhythm to the sound of his balls hitting against you. It was all too much.

You felt Changbin’s cock throb inside you, and you instinctively tighten around him. With a shaky breath, he cums inside the condom. His pretty little high-pitched groans as he came made you smile, thinking to yourself, yeah, I did that.

He pulled out and disposed of the full condom. You held your arms out to him as he watched you sleepily make a little grabby hands gesture towards him. You looked so cute, how could he not cuddle with you?

Then you realized you had to pee.

But you came back as fast as you could to cuddle with him, pulling yourself into his chest, hearing his heartbeat and making your breathing in sync with his. His warmth enveloped you. You felt like you belonged there, laying in his arms with a gentle smile on your face as you were nodding off to sleep.

Changbin watched your eyes flutter shut, admiring how adorable you looked in his big arms. He wanted to talk to you, make sure you were okay, but you were already asleep by the time he collected his thoughts. All he could do was pull you closer, taking in the sweet scent of your messy hair.

Changbin was always hooking up with girls and going on dates, but nothing ever stuck. Recently, he’s been keeping to himself, and whether he’d like to admit it or not, it was because of you and his wicked thoughts. His feelings towards you for the past few months have always been of sexual attraction, nothing more. Now, actually having you in his arms, he didn’t know if his feelings were entirely rooted in lust or if he wanted something more… no. There’s no way Changbin was going to catch feelings for his best friend’s sister. No way. No fucking way.

How would Jisung react if he found out? How would he even find out? If you wouldn’t snitch, neither would Changbin, and you both subconsciously agreed to never utter a word to your brother. There was no way he could find out. No way. No fucking way.

🍓🍰🐤🍀💐🍯

An hour ago, Jisung got an alert on his phone. It was way too late for one of his booty calls to be texting him. What the fuck would alert him at this hour.

Life360

Y/n arrived at Changbin’s Apartment.

No way. No fucking way.

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