#I'ma try going back to sleep

[thecluelessdoctor]

Oh God me being this stressed over a little thing is making me feel even more sick oh fuckkkk

oh my god. My friend fucking sent Clownsuu a ask-request sorta deal, and somehow didn't see the fact he ISNT TAKING REQUESTS JESUS F A K. I'm absolutely doomed now. They did use Anon but like s t I l l

It's embarrassing as shit, even more so if it's actual answered holy FAK.

I like staying in the Shadows?!? Being noticed by someone I really look up to would be great and all, BUT NOT IN THAT WAY???? it's embarrassing number one, and number two, it's just w h y ;-;

Dw my friend got beat with a sketchbook for his stupidity.

I hope that Clownsuu just never sees it because Ehehehe, I would not be able to take that :D because even though the anon wasn't me, stuff like that puts people into a bad light I guess and that is like- horrifying. I much rather be unseen than be disliked when it comes to people I admire. Actually, just people in general! I just- AAAAAAAA *goes to die in a hole.*

[echobx]

Barry leaves, asking Rafe to watch his sister, who overhears and objects. Despite her attempts to seduce Rafe, He declines. That night after Barry goes to sleep he confesses his love to her and they have passionate slow sex

Rafe Cameron × Barry's little sister!reader

warnings: p in v (protected), fingering, light oral (fem receiving)

word count: 2.2k

author's note: I hope what I did here is not dissapointing you bestie 💕and if I'ma 100% honest with you, my brain never comes up with anything for Rafe so this is a blessing because I need to write him more (accidentally wanted to write "need to ride him" there lol)

You're standing in the kitchen of your trailer, your big brother and his friend Rafe are sitting on the couch just a few feet away from you. You never intend to eavesdrop on them, especially because you really don't want to know about all the illegal shit your brother gets up to. You've learned to keep out of Barry's business and only ever do something when he specifically asks you to. Like the one time he needed you to smuggle something over the border, so you packed your suitcase, and your innocent best friend, and had a girl's trip. No one would suspect a cute and innocent looking girl like you to be the sister of one of the biggest fish in the OBX. 

“I need you to stay here, make sure no one comes around and tries anything while I go pick up the new shit,” Barry says in a low voice, not wanting you to listen of course. 

“Isn't she old enough, though?” Rafe asks and you smile into yourself a little. You like that he trusts you more than your brother does, but then again it's the simple brotherly instinct to want to have you taken care of. And who better to do that then his best friend. Of course. 

“Just keep an eye on her,” Barry sighs. 

“I don't need a babysitter,” you speak up and turn around to look at them both. 

“Who said anything about babysitting?” Rafe cocks his eyebrow up, trying his best to seem innocent. 

“Exactly,” Barry hesitates. “Rafe will just wait for me here until I get back. No babysitting. Just waiting and you're here too, sis.” 

“Ugh, you guys are the worst,” you groan and walk back into your room. 

You decide to go through your closet, putting on a pair of dungarees over a simple red top first and walking back into the living area. Barry had left already, and you decided to play a little game with Rafe, unbeknownst to him. 

“What do you think?” you ask and twirl around, and he lifts his head to look at you. 

“Cute,” he notes and dips his head again, looking back to his phone. 

You go and try on something else. A mini skirt and loop top, showing off your belly button piercing. 

“How about this?” you ask him again and this time his eyes linger for a little longer, but he just shrugs. 

“Looks good to me.” 

You groan and stomp back into your room. Picking out a shirt that is basically see-through and a pair of hot pants that really should probably not count as pants, but panties. 

You step back out and walk straight over to him, placing yourself in front of him and twirling your hair. 

Rafe's eyes get stuck on your tits before he looks up at you and gulps. “That's something,” he rasps and lifts his hips in his seat, but he doesn't go further. 

Not only are you frustrated because none of your attempts have shown any real effect, but also because all you want is for him to just fuck you. It's not really that easy to find a guy when you have a brother who threatens anyone you even think about bringing home. But Rafe's at your place basically every single day. Barry finds him trustworthy enough to stay with you while he's out. And on top of that, you know of the rumors. You know of Rafe's reputation. He takes what he wants, and he doesn't leave until he's satisfied. That's what you wanted for yourself. Especially for your first time. 

Which is why it also doesn't make sense to you that he hasn't made a move on you yet, especially considering how you always flirt with him as soon as Barry leaves the room. 

You decide to let it go, instead only putting on an oversized shirt, no bra and a pair of shorts. Your usual look, basically. 

When you come back out, Rafe's already looking at you, he's smiling. 

“I like that one too,” he says, and you roll your eyes. 

“Whatever.” 

“Since when do you have a piercing?” Rafe asks and watches you sit down on the other end of the couch. 

“Few months ago. Thought if I hide it long enough, my brother can't tell me off about it anymore,” you shrug, bored out of your mind really. And you don't realize that Rafe keeps talking to you about you, and not just about random shit like usually. He asks about your favorite things, and he doesn't even make fun of you for how polar opposite it all is to how people perceive you. 

No one would expect a trailer park chick to be a math nerd, or like classical music the same amount as rap. But Rafe finds it fascinating. He's practically enamored by you, but you're too stuck in your head to even really notice it. 

“This is prolly the best shit I had in months,” Barry grins while walking in, taking a small bag of shit out of his backpack and throwing it towards Rafe. “Think we can at least triple that,” he says, and goes to stash the rest. 

Rafe is dipping his pinky into the powder and rubs it on his gums. “Oh, that's good,” he nods and leans back. 

They spend the rest of the night talking about how much they can take for it and the usual split. And you just sit there, watching and listening and zoning out and thinking about more fun things, like, what if Rafe didn't just see Barry's little sister in you.

The night progresses and you go to your room, telling them you're tired, when you really are just not in the mood to listen to them any longer. 

That's how you found yourself, two hours later, lying in your bed, body turned away from the door but still wide awake when the door opens and closes with a soft creak. 

“Y/n?” Rafe asks and you pretend to be asleep. “Are you awake?” 

You keep your eyes closed in case he walks around your bed to check on it, but he doesn't, instead he just sits down next to you and sighs. 

“I don't know how to keep doing this, to keep pretending like I don't care,” he whispers, and your heart starts beating a little faster. “But I can't do what I want to either. I'm not supposed to- Fuck, y/n, I wish I could tell you how much I love you,” he sighs, and you rip your eyes open. 

“You what?” You flip around and stare at him. 

Rafe looks at you, completely flabbergasted, he really didn't expect you to hear him. But now it's too late, and he can't take it back anymore. “I'm in love with you,” he whispers, and you sit up. “And I don't- I can't keep going like this, not when you do shit like today and all I can think of is bending you over and fucking you until you beg me to stop.” 

“Then do it,” you whisper. 

“What?” 

“Fuck me.” You look at him and he shakes his head. 

“Barry would kill me.” 

“I don't care about my brother. I don't want my brother. I want you,” you tell him and lean in to kiss him. 

It's a gentle peck that you place on his soft lips. Rafe takes his hands up to hold onto your neck as he reciprocates the kiss, harshly and with a demanding manner that makes you feel like putty in his hands. 

You try to stay quiet, but the way his tongue presses against yours makes you want to moan louder than you ever anticipated from a simple kiss. But Rafe knows what he wants, and now that he's had a taste, he's not stopping. 

His hands find your waist, running up and taking your shirt off you. Rafe stops kissing you to admire your body, hands groping at the flesh of your tits, and you have to bite your lip to not moan. 

“Take off your shirt,” you whisper, and he follows suit, throwing it somewhere on the floor before starting to kiss down your body. Lips trailing down your neck to the valley of your breasts, then farther down, sucking your piercing between his teeth before kissing your clothed clit. 

“You smell so good, baby,” he moans against your cunt, before slapping against your thigh, and you instinctively lift your hips and let him take off your slip. 

“If that's not the prettiest pussy I've seen in my life,” Rafe hums before licking a stride up your slick folds and closing his lips around your sensitive bud. Shallow moans and quiet gasps leave you as you grasp into his hair, trying to hold onto anything you can get your hands on while he edges you on. 

“More, please, Rafe,” you beg and he looks up with a smirk. 

“Want me to fuck you, baby?” 

“Yes, please, please.” 

Rafe thrusts his fingers into your tight hole and your back arches up. His fingers curl up and prod against your walls, making you squirm under him. 

“God, you're tight, it's almost like-” he stops and looks at you. “Have you never had sex?” 

You feel ashamed at first, but you can't lie, you know he's gonna find out eventually. So you shake your head and hope he doesn't mind. 

“Jesus, baby, you should've said something. I would've come over and fucked you way earlier if that's all you wanted this whole time,” he whispers and kisses you, his hand still working on your pussy until you feel like you're about to explode. 

“Cum for me, baby, I know you want to. Soak my fingers,” he growls into your ear, and you let go. Your moans are swallowed by his lips on yours and his fingers fuck you through your high until you lie there, panting and happier than ever. 

“Need more,” you rasp and pull on his shorts, trying to open the button. 

“Really needy, aren't you,” Rafe chuckles and gets up to take off his shorts and boxers. Your eyes go wide when you see how big he is. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to pick Rafe of all people for your first time, but there’s no going back now. You watch him pump his dick a few times before rolling on a condom and coming back to kneel between your legs. 

“You have to tell me if it hurts. I don't wanna hurt you,” he says, and you nod, biting your lips in anticipation. 

His tip nudges your hole, and you take a deep breath as he starts pushing into you. Forgetting that he wanted to go slow, Rafe bottoms out, and you feel like you're being split in two. 

“Shit, are you okay?” he asks, and you nod, trying to not cry from the stinging feeling. 

“Go slow, please,” you whisper, and he kisses you, distracting you from the pain between your legs. 

He pulls out slowly and pushes back into you, groaning quietly against the skin on your neck. Your hands are clasping his shoulders and your legs are wrapped around his middle, letting him hit even deeper inside you with his shallow thrusts. 

“You feel so good, baby. This pussy is made for me,” Rafe muses, kissing your neck and sucking on the soft skin, leaving marks for days. Your mind is dazed. The pain you had felt just minutes before is replaced with pure pleasure and the way he longingly stares into your eyes. 

You didn't expect him to be so gentle with you, but now that you have it, you want nothing more than to do it over and over again. 

“Fuck, you're so tight,” Rafe grunts, gradually fasting his pace. He pulls out almost completely, leaving you empty and babbling for more until he slams back in, holding onto the headboard of your bed so it doesn't hit against the wall. 

“You're mine. My girl,” Rafe grunts and rams into you another time. 

“Yours,” you moan softly, still trying to keep quiet and not wake your brother next door. But Rafe seems to have forgotten about it. 

His right hand comes down to hold onto your neck, and he starts pounding into you harsher and faster than you thought possible. Maybe he really wants to try to impale you with his cock, and you know you'd let him. It's overwhelming, and you feel the band inside you go tighter with each heavy thrust. 

“Let go, baby, I got you,” Rafe looks down at you and smiles, you can feel it inside of you, the warmth, and then you're lost. It feels like you're falling and when he pushes into you deeper and halts, you're caught again. 

Your poor cunt won't stop clenching even after he had pulled out and disposed of the condom. You're hot and cold at the same time, like a storm had just washed over you and left you speechless. 

“Next time we do this, you can be as loud as you want to, baby,” Rafe whispers and kisses your neck, holding you tightly in his arms before you both drift into a deep slumber. 

please don't copy and/or post my work onto other platforms! ~e©ho

taglist: @ijustwantttoread @spideysimpossiblegirl @redhead1180 @princessmaybank @kys4-20 @drwstarkeyy @immyowndefender @julczimozart

[genshin-obsessed]

Breaking Up hcs | Genshin & HSR

Have I done this before? I know I made that "what if we broke up?" post but I don't think I've done break up hcs before? I hope not anyway cuz i'm doing them now! Also, maybe I went overboard a little cuz even I felt bad lol and I usually don't feel sad when I write angst.

Characters: Aether, Diluc, Wanderer, Caelus, Jing Yuan, and Aventurine (lol I'ma try)

☽ Aether

That break up took a toll on him, more so than even he thought at first. Sleeping became his least favorite activity because he was constantly seeing your faces in his dreams. Constantly.

The entirety of Teyvat fell apart for the short time their favorite errand boy refused to do anything for them. Honestly, Aether didn't do anything for the first week or so. He was barely eating, barely sleeping, barely alive.

It was hard adventuring too, Paimon no longer wanted him to go because sometimes he'd just get distracted and take unnecessary hits. It was kinda bad. Eventually, she got Katheryne to no longer give him any combat requests because he just wasn't doing good enough.

All he wanted to do was talk to you, but you didn't want to talk to him, so that led him to just remaining in his teapot alone. He didn't even allow visitors for a short while. Paimon did her best to try and comfort him, but there were so few words that could actually get through that sorrow he was dealing with.

It took maybe a month before he allowed people to come visit him and under no circumstances were they allowed to bring you up. Mainly because he'd cry. Everyone did try in their own way to help him, even people like Wanderer or Arlecchino tried to give him some "words of wisdom". It... didn't work mainly because Aether wasn't receptive to it anymore.

☽ Diluc

He really did busy himself with work like he said he would. It's almost all hours of the day. He's rarely even seen at home anymore.

Ironically, Diluc is still very careful about getting hurt because if he did, then he'd need to remain at home and be on bed rest and he genuinely couldn't handle that.

He no longer sleeps in his bed either. Usually, he comes home later, collapses on the couch for a few hours until some dream about you wakes him up and he's back to work. He can't stand sleeping in that bed because you used to lay right beside him.

No one, I mean no one, is allowed to even say your name. Truth be told, Diluc is barely hanging on by a thread, someone saying your name and bringing your image to his mind's eye would ruin him.

Even Kaeya doesn't tease him. Actually, Kaeya keeps away because Diluc is quite irritable and not many people wanted to deal with that. While they understood the break up upset him... it was just too much.

☽ Wanderer

Oh boy. Breaking up with him was hard because he was angry and yelling (at the situation apparently), and just saying no. Eventually though, he relented and agreed. You didn't want to be with him and... well, it wasn't right to force you.

The aftermath was pretty bad. He was angry, didn't want to talk to anyone, and just up and vanished for a while. It wasn't until Aether and Paimon accidentally stumbled upon him while adventuring that they learned a little about what happened.

(W/n) explained that he never thought he'd lose you. Out of all the people he was "friendly" with, he never thought you would up and leave the way you did. It broke his heart- a heart he didn't even know started beating again.

Aether offered for (w/n) to join him on some adventures to just take his mind off of things and he, surprisingly, agreed. But it wasn't the same. Both Paimon and Aether noticed the lack of energy.

He was also constantly in his own mind. Most conversations happened between Aether and Paimon because (w/n) would just mentally check out and not even be paying attention. He didn't break down and cry physically but emotionally, he was a wreck. But it was so bad, he didn't know what to do. Cry, scream, try and take over the world, he didn't know.

What he did know was that the world didn't feel right without you.

☆ Caelus

You lived on the Astral Express with him and the others. Everyone thought you were the cutest couple and everywhere you went, you two received the same compliments. So, he definitely fell apart a little when you just up and ended the relationship.

The worst part was that he couldn't have time away from you. Not in the mean sense, but if you two were breaking up, he needed (for his own mental health) not to see you every single day. But... that wasn't possible.

It was extremely awkward for everyone on board. Welt and Himeko tried their best to keep things normal, the conductor did their best to keep conversations going, and Dan Heng just didn't bother coming out of his room. Caelus took a page from Dan Heng's books and just locked himself away for like two weeks.

When it was finally time for him to come out, he took time off of the express, choosing to go visit some old friends to regain some of that normalcy. Jarilo VI was where he spent most of his time as he hadn't been there in a while. He stayed there without the others for maybe two or so weeks, finding ample time to spend with Natasha, Seele, Bronya, Serval, and Gepard.

While he didn't openly state you two broke up, everyone knew. He did go and visit the Xianzhou which Dan Heng did join him in doing which was a good bonding experience for the two. It was when he finally opened up about losing you. According to Caelus, everything felt so wrong. Like a part of him was missing and that part was so close to his reach. But every single day, he had to pretend like it wasn't.

☆ Jing Yuan

He really didn't know what to do at the moment. He kinda stopped paying attention after you said you wanted to end the relationship. He tried to convince you otherwise, saying that breaking up wouldn't give him the chance to fix it but you were pretty adamant. He couldn't just say no... so he said ok and you were gone.

He tried to act normal. He did his job normally for the first day and that's when it all started to fall apart. The second he had time alone, it just hit him so painfully. You thought him losing his old friends was painful? This was a whole new level.

The second day, he couldn't really perform his duties as well and just handed them off to the first person he saw. Yanqing was most worried and desperately tried to get anyone's help because he didn't know what to do. It led him straight to the Astral Express and unsurprisingly, no one knew what to do.

Jing Yuan didn't even want help, honestly. He'd been hurting for years carrying the memories he did, so what was one more painful one? Maybe it was some sort of divine justice? Jing Yuan wasn't the most upstanding man, right? So he probably deserved this. What right did he have to just go and fix it?

Caelus did end up finding him out and about once, having the chance to share tea with Jing Yuan. The general explained he didn't know how to fix anything anymore. While it wasn't healthy to live life this way, it was his punishment probably. Caelus' concern led him to ask that burning question: why?

"I should've done better. Treated them better... maybe then... I'd still have them."

☆ Aventurine

He almost didn't register the words that came out of your mouth. You... break up with him? You were talking, explaining why, but he couldn't really follow. It's like his brain just stopped working and all he could think was 'this wasn't supposed to happen'.

At the end of it, you were gone and he was alone. Aventurine expected betrayal in his line of work, but he never expected it from you. Your "deal" with him was special. It wasn't like his normal deals. It was one that you two emerged equally victorious and no one lost anything. Right?

Even Ratio had pity for him. Aventurine waltzed around as if nothing happened but there was such a dramatic shift in his personality. He said the same things he always did, he acted as if he always did, but there was a distinct bitterness when he spoke of being let down.

When he told people to make use of him, there was a hint of resentment laced in his words. While he claimed he expected to be exploited at some point, there was still a twinge of fear. It never hurt before but for some reason, it scared him now.

He did briefly open up to Ratio, who was just berating him as usual, and it even took him by surprise. Aventurine didn't say much, but he did say how he figured everyone in the world to want to set him on fire for one reason or another. He just didn't expect it would be you to light the flame. Veritas called him an idiot and said you had every right to leave, which Aventurine wholeheartedly agreed with.

You did have every right to leave. You just didn't have the right to take whatever made him feel normal.

[harmonyrae]

Devil in the Mirror

I could not sleep until I wrote this... Don't usually write for Raf, but his Abysswalker fit & vibe absolutely ruins me. So... enjoy!

Synopsis: Abysswalker inspired Assassin Rafayel works non-stop. A contract unaliver and artist, who knew he'd be so damn busy. A big job is around the corner, but tonight, he's relaxing. He didn't intend on meeting the most gorgeous girl and getting swept away in the heat of the moment. But there's an unforeseen complication...

Warnings: Mentions of violence, death & explicit sexual descriptions. 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 4.9k

Playlist: RUNRUNRUN - Dutch Melrose Heaven and Back - Chase Atlantic I wanna be your slave - Maneskin The Death of Peace of Mind - Bad Omens Swim - Chase Atlantic Bed Chem - Sabrina Carpenter

The water finally turns pink as the blood rinses off your skin. You grab the small brush from your kit on the counter and start brushing it over your fingertips. The blood underneath splatters against the porcelain. You finally reach for the soap to do a final wash before taking a paper towel from your kit and drying your hands. 

You carefully undo the clasps of your mask and wipe it off haphazardly before tossing it in the duffel bag by your feet. You inspect your face, a few specks of blood frame your eyes. As you run a hand through your hair you feel a clot catch on your fingers. 

“Damn… he actually got me?” 

You grab a large plastic tarp, placing it on the shower floor before turning on the water. Unbuckling your leather vest you glance into your kit to see a small suture pack. You place it on the counter before placing the vest in the large trash bag already holding your gloves and overcoat. The skin around your ribs is already starting to bruise, but at least the gash across your chest has stopped bleeding. 

As you unbutton your pants, you hear a faint buzz from your room. You slip the blood coated pants off and into the bag. Right before you slip off your underwear you hear your ringtone. Specifically, your “work” ringtone. 

Run, baby, run, run for your life I'ma tear out your heart, it'll always be mine

You know exactly who it is and you know he’ll give you an earful if you don’t pick up and give him an update. You stroll into your room, the mini-fridge already rummaged through, bottles scattered on the TV stand. The hotel is paid for by your client, fuck yes you’re going to rack up the bill. After this job you needed a little buzz to settle down. You grab your phone before stepping up to the window looking down over the busy city. Linkon this time of day was always a shit show and you loved watching the chaos. 

Father, please, she’s perfect in your design

You chuckle, you’ve made him wait long enough. You swipe to answer.

“Thomas, mah boy.” 

“Took you long enough Raf. Do you have an update?” His voice strained, like always. One day you’ll ask him why he took this job to begin with. Until then, you’re glad he has stuck around.

“It’s all good. Easy. Bit messier than I intended. Guy was massive! You could have given me a heads up!”

“I DID! You never read the briefings… Did you need a clean up crew? Or a doctor?” 

“Nah, I handled it. And I’ve gotten pretty good at patching myself up. I’ll be back at the house tomorrow.”

“Actually…” 

“You’re kidding… Thomas…” You whine knowing another job is coming your way. Right before your event. 

“The client is offering a huge payout and said they’d consider contracting you permanently if you pull this off.” 

“Puh-lease if I pull this off? Are they joking? They know my work, right?”

“They do. I mean, they called the best in the business, didn’t they?”

“Fair. Deadline?” 

“One week from accepting the job.”

“Target?”

“A hunter, top tier apparently.” 

“A hunter, huh? That’s new. Client solid?”

“Very. Big corporation. They even sent a down payment to try and persuade you. Check your account.”

“No need, I don’t care about the money.”

“Check your account Rafayel.”

You sigh dramatically before pulling the phone away from your ear. Clicking your banking app, it automatically logs you in and displays the balance. Holy shit. You don’t care about money. You have more than enough. Your art career is doing well and your… bonus job… is very lucrative. But this is crazy. 

“A down payment of 10 million?!” You shout into the phone.

“Told you. I can send you the details if you want to consider the job.” 

“Send them tomorrow. I need a break tonight. Go ahead and tell them I’ll take the job.” 

“Oh one more thing, they do have a clause for no completing the job. It’s… intense. Are you sure you don’t want to read the details first?”

“Nah, I always finish the job. Now please, I beg of you, don’t disturb me anymore tonight.”

“Wait! Rafayel, don't forget the art exhibit tomorrow night! Journalists are hounding me for interviews and I promised them you’d be there.” You are a literal assassin and Thomas handles your kill contracts and he still gets more stressed out about your art exhibits. This man is something else. 

“I know, I know. And why did you promise them?! You know I hate doing interviews!”

“Raf, please…” You know for a fact he is pouting. How dare he use your tactics against you.

“Fine. Good night Tommy.” You hear him huff before you hang up. He hates when you call him that. So you always do.

You toss your phone on the bed and grab the small bottle of Kraken Black Spiced Rum before heading to the shower. You open the bottle, flicking the cap off and taking a swig before pulling off your boxers to hop in the shower. Bright red water pools on the tarp as the stream hits the wound on your head.

“Fuck…” 

The pain settles in and you take another long swig in an attempt to numb the throbbing at the back of your head. You set the bottle on the small bench in the shower before grabbing the soap and scrubbing your body diligently. Once you’re satisfied and every tiny speck of blood is gone, you focus on the bloody mess on your head. The water has started to run pink, so most of the clotted blood has rinsed away. 

The gash is not too deep and there’s no glass in the wound. That asshole really wasted a perfectly good bottle of Brandy trying to stop you. Cute. After that, you made sure his end was some of your best work. Satisfying honestly. 

Once your head wound is rinsed out, you turn off the shower and grab the towel, tying it around your waist. You grab the Rum bottle before stepping out. You stare at yourself in the mirror as you take another sip. At least he didn’t slash your face, facial scars are sexy, but you still didn’t want one. At least not yet.

After disinfecting the wound you carefully place a few stitches, closing it. Holding a gauze pad over it to dry, you head back into the hotel room to pull out a pair of dark jeans and a loose fitting button up. Nothing fancy for tonight. You’d be working up a sweat and doing your best to get properly drunk. You don’t get many opportunities to slip into a club unnoticed so tonight you wanted to be very low-key - a foreign concept to you but still the goal.

You slip on a clean pair of boxers and the jeans, shrugging on the cream colored shirt leaving it unbuttoned as you head into the bathroom. You carefully roll up the tarp and place it in the plastic bag. You take your time cleaning up the bathroom counter. Tossing the bloody gauze and empty disinfectant bottle away, pouring an entire bottle of bleach in the sink and shower. 

Running a hand through your dusty purple hair, you take in your appearance. You look good. Not great, being so tired, but good. The pink in your eyes catches the light, helping hide the exhaustion with the bright contrast. You button your shirt, leaving most of your chest exposed. You roll up the sleeves to your elbows and secure your bracelets before slipping on your laceless boots. Your phone slips into your back pocket with your wallet and you’re off.

The walk to the club is about 10 minutes, perfect for people watching and admiring the night sky. The bright lights of the street lights drown out the moonlight. You shove your hands in your pockets and count the cars passing by. You round the final corner before seeing the club across the street. The neon pink and blue lights pulse along to the base you can feel under your feet. The line is long, very long. 

You jog across the street and lock eyes with the bouncer. He nods at you and unclasps the barrier rope to let you pass immediately. The grumbles of waiting patrons reach your ears and you giggle to yourself. After painting a mural for the club owner, you always get the VIP treatment. Immediate entry, free drinks, private booth. Perks of being famous. You hate to love it.

The bar is packed, but you nod at the bartender and she motions for loitering patrons to make room for you. You hop up on a stool as three men leave, thank god, you have some breathing room. You lean forward on your elbows and flash your brightest smile.

“Avery, looking gorgeous as usual!” 

“Ever the flatterer Raf. What can I get for you?” Avery leans on the bar towards you, inching closer and you catch her glancing at your mouth. You make out with a bartender one time and now your lips are her addiction. 

“My usual if you please, cutie.” 

“One Rum and Coke coming up.” Avery winks before swinging her raven hair over her shoulder and turns to start making your drink.

You glance around the club, noting the exits and counting the security guards. A lot more security tonight. Probably has something to do with the increased Wanderer activity. They’re not hunters, but most club goers won’t think that far ahead. Your eyes scan the dance floor, you recognize a few people. A few artists who come to every exhibit you host, a handful of club regulars who you’ve hung out with before and maybe one or two one-night-stands. Okay, cool, will be avoiding that side of the dance floor. 

The lights change with the song, shades of purple wash over the dance floor. A light passes over a dancer in the middle of the floor. Damn. 

She was always dealing with the devil She was always into taking those chances, yeah

A girl swaying to the music, her sparkling dress catching the light as she moves. You’ve seen movies like this and you half expect time to slow around you. Fuck, why does it feel like time is slowing… 

Avery sets your drink down in front of you and says something, but you can’t focus on anything other than her. You pick up your drink and take a sip, not taking your eyes off the girl. She locks fingers with her friend and they dance together. 

She’s high She lives in the sky Tonight, she’s satisfied

She flips her hair over her shoulder, her strapless dress showing off her stunning chest. No matter how many sips of your drink you take, your throat is dry. Setting down your drink, you clear your throat and rest your head on your hand. Not bothering to pretend you aren’t staring.

Rolling back her eyes But then, she starts to cry Everything is turning to black

She glances over to the bar and locks eyes with you. Fuck. You can’t look away. No backing down now Raf. She smiles and doesn’t look away. Shit. You smile back and rub your thumb across your lip - was that sexy? Jesus. You never get this flustered over a woman. Like ever. So what kind of spell did this woman put on you? She glances down at the floor before looking back up at you. Wait, is she looking at someone behind me? Oh god. You turn and look over your shoulder. The patrons behind you are all facing the other way. When you look back at her, she’s giggling, her hips still swaying to the music. Wow. You can’t help yourself, your eyes trail down over her body. Her toned arms and legs on full display, her short dress hugging her curves, her hair smooth as silk, a few strands sticking to her back from the sweat she’s built up from dancing. 

All in one night She just went to heaven and back

And then the best, and most terrifying, thing happens. She starts walking towards you. You immediately face forward and blink at least 100 times, surely. When you look back, she’s still walking towards you, a sexy smirk plastered to her face. You take another sip of your drink silently praying you don’t say something stupid or that your voice cracks. 

She slides onto the stool next to you. She keeps her eyes on you. Avery appears in your peripherals.

“What can I get you hun?” 

“I’ll have whatever he’s having.” For fucks sake, her voice is… beautiful. Sultry, soft, smooth. 

Avery turns and starts to prepare the drink. The woman leans her head on her hand, matching your position. Her smile turns wicked. She 100% can tell you’re nervous right now.

“So what’s your name, pretty boy?”

You shift in your seat, your blood is rushing directly to your cock. Goddamn. You need that blood for your upstairs brain. You chuckle trying to play it cool. 

“Rafayel. Or Raf, whatever you prefer, cutie.”

“Rafayel, nice to meet you. I’m Y/N.” Your name on her lips… Yeah, you’re completely under her spell now.

“Likewise, Y/N.”

Avery sets down a Rum and Coke in front of her. She nods at Avery and picks up the drink bringing it to her lips. She takes a sip and pulls back, closing her eyes tightly. 

“Damn, that is strong. Is yours that strong?” 

You chuckle and slide your glass to her.

“You’re welcome to compare.” 

She doesn’t hesitate. She picks up your glass and takes a drink, her lipstick leaving a print on the glass. Her eyebrows raise as she looks at the glass. 

“Hmm… yours is balanced. Maybe the bartender was feeling generous with mine.” 

You glance over at Avery, her cheeks are definitely flushed. She sees the way you are looking at this woman and she is definitely staring at her. You sigh and return your gaze. 

“Generous is one word for it.”

“Jealous is another, yeah?” 

How? How? How is she in your head? You can’t help but laugh. She is spot on after all. Before you can think of how to respond, she has her hand on your knee. She squeezes gently.

“I don’t mind a little competition.” 

You are not going to survive. You don’t have a will written up. Who is going to get all your money? Thomas probably. He’s going to be so mad at you for missing the exhibit tomorrow. You aren’t even wearing designer brands, you’re going to die looking like this? It could be worse. You could be naked. Well, that wouldn’t be so bad.

“Rafayel?” 

Her voice brings you back to reality. Fuck. Real smooth Raf. Good work.

“Oh… aha… yeah, sorry. Competition, right. You don’t mind? You… So you like challenges?”

She giggles at your struggle to get the words out. She leans forward.

“I love a good challenge.” With that she grabs your hand.

“Woah, where are we going?” 

“To dance, pretty boy.” 

You follow her to the dance floor, she goes straight back to the center. Her grip on your hand tightening as more people start crowding around the DJ booth. The DJ drops another track and the lights start pulsing faster with the tempo. 

I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters

She finds an empty spot and turns towards you, she guides your hands to her hips before placing her hands over your shoulders. She pulls you closer as she clasps her hands behind your neck. She starts swaying her hips, letting her head bob to the beat.

I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster ‘Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster

You match her movements, your grip on her hips tighten as you pull her closer. The music fades into the background as you stare into her eyes. She giggles, her smile sending your heart into a panic. You smile back at her, letting the music and movement relax you. The booze finally heats the blood in your veins. Or maybe it’s just how turned on you are that’s making the room almost unbearably hot? 

She suddenly turns around, she presses her ass against you, her hands cover yours on her hips. As she starts grinding, all attempts at trying to keep a cool head come to a screeching halt. She leans back and looks over her shoulder. Her hooded eyes sparkle as she bites her lower lip. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

You hold your breath feeling her hips sway and grind against your painfully hard cock. There’s not a doubt in your head, she definitely feels it against her ass. She doesn’t stop and her head falls back against your shoulder. You bring up a hand to run your fingers across her collarbone. You move her hair off her neck and press your lips close to her skin, making sure she can feel your breath. The goosebumps you feel rise across her chest confirm she does. 

Your other hand rises to her stomach, pulling her completely flush against you. She brings her arm up and grabs onto the side of your neck, her fingers playing with your hair. You can feel her breathing getting more and more unsteady. Your lips finally touch her neck and she fully stretches her neck out to give you full access. Gentle kisses turn to bites and licks, marks already appearing faintly all over her neck and shoulder. The room feels empty - it’s just you and her. And then you hear her moan quietly against your ear.

“Raf… fuck…” 

And I’m a killer who’s searching for redemption I’m a motherfucking monster who’s searching for redemption

“Want to get out of here?” You whisper in her ear as the song ends.

“God, yes.”

The door to your hotel room slams against the wall as you stumble inside. You’re not even in the room before she’s kissing you, her lips feeling like heaven. Soft, sweet, a hint of alcohol on her tongue. She bites your lip as she pulls you into your room. You kick the door closed and walk her backwards to the bed. 

Your fingers pull the zipper of her dress down. She’s already unbuttoned your shirt and pushes it over your shoulders. You reach back to pull it off and throw it to the floor. Her shoes kicked over to the corner, her dress hanging off her body. You reach up and pull it down, as you work the dress down her legs your mouth dives into her bare chest. She steps out of her dress just as you reach the bed. 

She falls back on the bed, her body glistening with sweat, her lipstick slightly smeared. You know you have it all over your face and chest since she couldn’t keep herself off of you on the walk to the hotel. You unbuckle your belt and unbutton your jeans, pushing them and your boxers over your hips. You kick your shoes and pants off before meeting her gaze. She lets her eyes trail over your body, stopping to take in your cock. You’ve been dying to address this little - well, aha there’s nothing little about it - now is not the time for jokes. Your head is swimming with how you ended up here with this gorgeous girl. 

She leans up on the bed and wraps her pretty little hand around your cock, stroking lightly before picking up the pace. Your head falls back. Holy shit. You squeeze your eyes closed. There’s 100 things you want to do to her, but hearing your name roll off her tongue over and over is at the top of the list. 

“Ah- fuck…” 

You look down to see her mouth around your leaking tip, her tongue tracing circles. She continues to pump you as her mouth opens wider. She sends her tongue over you rapidly before settling in to push you towards the back of her throat. Your hands fly to the back of her head, grabbing fistfuls of her soft hair. She’s so fucking bold. She gags lightly, but then she finds her rhythm. She bobs her head and lets her teeth lightly graze your shaft. She grabs onto the backs of your thighs as she moves. She moans against you. Her mouth feels insane wrapped around you. Every muscle in your body relaxes and you let her set the pace. She could do literally anything to you at this point, fuck, she’s a force of nature.

She brings her hands around to squeeze your ass, earning her a gasp from you. She did not just grab your ass?! The audacity. You’ll never admit that that was very hot and may have been the key to your undoing. She giggles, the vibrations pushing you to your limit. How the fuck is she getting you there so fast? It would be embarrassing if it didn’t feel so right, so good. When her hand finds your balls, massaging them gently, you have absolutely lost it. 

“Damn… cutie, I need to- fuck… ahh-”

She takes a sudden breath and sucks, hard. Nah, you are done for. Ruined. Conquered. Your release coats her mouth and when you feel her swallow you stop biting your lip and moan aloud. Her hands move to caress your thighs. She continues to suck and trails her tongue over your tip, gathering every ounce you gave her. When you look down at her, she locks eyes with you as she lets your cock slip out of her mouth. Her chin is coated with your cum, she licks her lips. She smiles as she takes in, what you’re sure is, your very fucked out face. 

You reach down to pull her up to her feet. She wraps her arms around your neck before your lips crash against hers. You can taste yourself and the burning in your stomach grows. You need her, you need to be inside her, you need all of her. You hook your thumbs along the band of her panties and tug them over her hips before dropping them to let them fall to the floor. You lean her back on the bed slowly. She carefully scoots back as you crawl over her. Before you can lower yourself, she places her hands on your chest and pushes. She rolls you over and swings her leg over your torso, she straddles you and, god, she’s perfect. 

Her hands feel your chest, dragging her nails down your abdomen. You tighten your core at the sensation. You hear her giggle before she leans down to capture your lips. She pushes against your lower lip begging for entrance, who are you to deny her? She damn near fights with your tongue. You know she’ll win, but she did say she likes a challenge. 

Her hand has reached down between her legs to grab a hold of your cock, once again rock hard. What is she doing to you? She’s effortless, you’re so desperate for her. Not a soul will ever hear you say that. Well maybe her… And then you find yourself whimpering exactly that.

“Fuck I’m desperate- ahh- for you…”

WHY DID YOU SAY THAT?! You weren’t actually going to say that what the hell… She smirks down at you, her eyes shimmer in the stream of moonlight shining through the window. She glides your sensitive tip along her clit slowly rolling her hips.

“Now’s the time, pretty boy. Make me scream for you.” 

Your eyes widen and the intensity you usually reserve for your kills surfaces. You say a silent prayer to, god knows who, that you won’t hurt her. You grab her hips and pull her forward, you reach down and move her hand before wrapping your own hand around your cock. You press your hips upward, your tip tucked into her. She gasps, falling forward she plants her hands on your chest. You slowly push down on her hips, stretching her slow and steady. You let go of your cock and settle your thumb against her clit. 

“You’re so- wet for me- shit…You like me that much, cutie?” 

Your words are rushed as you struggle to breath, she’s clenching so tightly around you your mind is turning to mush. She digs her nails into your chest. One of her nails catches the edge of the cut you patched up earlier. What you thought would be agony is euphoric. The pain causes you to thrust your hips up and you bottom out. 

“Raf- fuck oh god- Rafayel!” 

She screams your name and it is everything you could have wanted, needed, desired, dreamed of. You keep rubbing her clit, harder and faster, her gasps guiding your pace. Each thrust of your hips she matches by rolling her hips. She’s so tight and you feel your tip hitting her deepest sweet spot. 

“You’re close- shit- you’re so close aren’t you, angel?” 

You reach your hand up to palm her breast, she’s so fucking soft, except for her nipples. You cup her breast and press your thumb to the peaked bud. You roll your thumb up and down, slowly at first, letting it flick back to pointing straight out. As you move faster, she reaches a hand up to press against yours.

“Rafayel, RAF, shit…” 

She screams again and you feel a warm rush against your cock. She stops rolling her hips, too overwhelmed to ride out her orgasm. You bring both of your hands to her hips and rock her through her high, your thrusts more desperate now. The pressure building is dangerous, you’re close too. She leans back and puts her hands on your thighs, her head thrown back, your name rolling off her tongue over and over - just like you wanted. 

She’s beautiful, radiant, confident, sassy, bold, direct… And you found her dancing in a club on a random Thursday? You believed in fate, but never depended on it. But now? Fuck. Maybe you should go all in. Your chest tightens as you reach your peak. Jesus. You feel her release and yours mix and slide against your cock, it leaking out of her as she moves up and down. You reach down and coat your fingers. You reach up and use your thumb to pull her chin down.

“Open.” She does as she’s told.

“Good girl.” 

You put your fingers in her mouth and she moans as she licks them clean, releasing them with a soft pop. You return your fingers between you and gather more, bringing them to your lips this time. She watches you lick your fingers like a goddamn popsicle, she presses her hands to your chest once more. And as soon as you finish licking your fingers clean, she wraps her hands around your neck pulling you upwards. Her lips are hot and heavy against yours. Now who’s desperate? Thank god… It’s so much better being desperate for each other. So much hotter. 

As her hip movements slow, your thrusts follow suit. Her kissing becomes sloppy as exhaustion takes over. You feel yourself slipping out of her. You gently lift her off of you and sit her on your stomach. You wrap your arms around her back and roll her over. She relaxes into the mattress, your weight holding her still. You place soft kisses all over her face, watching as her eyes slowly close. 

“Raf…” 

“Shh, sleep. I’ll clean you up.”

She smiles before leaning up to kiss you one last time before settling in to rest. You carefully roll away from her and get up. You grab a blanket off the couch in the corner and cover her up. You make your way to the bathroom, but before you make it you hear your phone ding. Jesus Thomas. You grab your phone and then head to the bathroom. 

You splash cold water over your face, running your hands through your hair. You clean yourself up with hotel towels and get a few ready to take care of her. You grab your toothbrush and squeeze a drop of toothpaste directly in your mouth. As you brush your teeth, you open your phone to glance over the contract details Thomas sent through. 

A basic contract killing. No witnesses, easy. Plant evidence, poor sap named Xavier is gonna catch the charge it seems. What the fuck? Retrieve her heart? Who the fuck is this client? Why did they want her heart? Not that it’s any of your business. You’re just not used to doing fucking surgery after a kill. First time for everything. Okay, locations, she has her own apartment, no roommates. Consequences for failing the job… What in the actual fuck does “you don’t want to find out” mean? You can take a guess, but hello??

Your toothbrush hits the floor. Your blood runs cold as ice. It takes you a full minute to realize you’re not breathing. You gasp for air, your phone hitting the counter as you reach out to steady yourself. No fucking chance.

Target: Y/N

Tag List (comment if you wanna be added!): @trishiepo0 @not-so-quite-human

This is a one off, but I could see doing a long form story with this. Also, writing Rafayel's inner dialogue had me rolling so I wouldn't mind. Tell me if you'd read more... Thanks for reading!

[milkmily]

I'ma sell my soul to you too if you write more Mr crawling smut 🙏😔

Most likely like... I dunno, him waking us up in the middle of the night for yk what or smth 😔

I got you 😈🙏

Mr. Crawling x Fem Reader SMUT

Typos omg so sorry 😔 also for the first time I make him pull out lol

The room was dark and quiet. The only sound Mr. Crawling could hear your soft breathing and small snores. Sometimes you'd mumble something or groan and change your position on the bed.

He looked at your back, your hair a mess now. He remembered you'd complain about it getting messy and he smiled. He liked nights. Nights where he could simply stare at you while you slept. How peaceful you sounded asleep. He moved his hand to touch your hair. How nice it felt in his hand. It smelled so nice, you smelled nice. He scoots closer to you in the bed and brings his face close to your hair. He sniffed and groaned as he buried his face in your hair. You smelled so nice right now.

He moves his hands to your hips and brings you closer to him. His long hair was probably tangled up already from how much he was moving around trying to get closer and closer to you. Mr. Crawling can't really sleep. He doesn't need sleep but takes naps only with you or when he is bored. So whenever you are asleep, he either wakes you up to some cuddles or wants something else. And right now, he wants to be super close to you, he wants to be inside of you.

Mr. Crawling already knew of how some humans show their love. Kisses, hugs, gift giving, and sex. Sex was at random. You two were in the living room watching some TV. He couldn't really understand what the hell was even going on since he didn't understand a word. But by the hugs, kisses, and hand holding, he knew those two people were together and that they loved each other. He knew all this because he's done that with you and loves you. The couple were getting to the bedroom and started to kiss, hug, suddenly their clothes were off and they were in bed, one on top of the other as weird sounds came from the partner. You quickly turned off the TV and apologized to him.

He saw how nervous and a bit red you were from showing him that. He also found out about it when he found your Manga collection. You had some on your bookshelf. The color of the manga really caught his attention and grabbed it. When he opened it, the first thing he saw Was a couple kissing as the cock of the man pushed inside the woman's cunt. He was puzzled At this yet…he felt funny. He grabbed another one and this one was of two men. He was amazed by these.

Mr. Crawling showed you at the end, wanting To do what the people did in the books and TV. And you two did. Since then, he has been needing to do everything You taught him. To eating your pussy, to you sucking his cock, and fucking you. He loved the feeling and hearing those sweet sounds you'd let out.

Mr crawling moved his hips to your ass, his bones rubbing against your ass. Your smell could only really ever get him hard anytime. He whines and starts to kiss your shoulder up to your neck, sucking and whining. You groan and shuffle your hips close to him as you hug your pillow. You were still asleep, which birthed him. He sighs and pouts as he rubs his bones a bit faster. He moans quietly and bites down on your shoulder.

The bite wakes you up, making you whine. “What?” You ask, your eyes still closed. But Mr. Crawling continues to hump himself on your ass as he had a tight grip on your hips. You didn't hear a response and yawn. That's when you feel him humping you. Your eyes are open and you chuckled. “Mr. Crawling?” You call his name, making him shiver and whine. He licks the spot he had bit and rubs his face in your hair. He pants and whines.

You turned to look at him and smiled. “Do you need help?” You ask him in a sleepy voice he nods as he whines and buried his face in your neck. You smiled and kissed the top of his head. “Okay.” You softly say. He moves his face to look at you and kisses you. You kissed him back as you moaned and moved your hand to his cock. He shivers, whining in the kiss. You smiled and wrapped your hand around his cock, stocking him up and down. He pulled away from the kiss and lifted up your shirt. He pinched your nipple, earning a moan from you.

He cups your breast and sucks on your nipple. You whine and bring your chest close to his face, your other tit needing attention too. With his other hand, he cups and plays with your nipple. He switched to the other needy nipple and brought it to his mouth. You shiver and moan as your hand pumps his cock. You rubbed the tip, making him jump.

You giggled and kissed the top of his head. You rubbed his precum and continued to jerk him off. He whines in your Boob and sucks a bit harder. He couldn't do it anymore, he needed to be inside of you.

____

Your face was pressed on to the pillow, Mr crawling kissing your back as he thrust his hips in and out of you. “Fuck!” Your eyes rolled back as his cock went in and out of you. His hair brushed your back, making you shiver. Mr. Crawling giggles and groans as he thrusted in and out of your pussy. You felt so good, you sounded so beautiful and you smelled so nice.

He looks at your ass as it juggles at every thrust he makes. He holds your hips and harshly thrusted inside, earning a loud moan from you. He hummed and thrusted slowly and suddenly harshly. He smiled as he heard your loud moan. He pulled out of your pussy and made you bring your ass higher. You whine, missing the feeling of his cock inside your throbbing pussy. You moan as you feel his lips kiss your wet and folds. He giggles and licks your cunt. He buried his face in your pussy as he sucked and licked your clit, spreading your folds with his fingers as ge fucked his tounge on your clit. You buried your face into the pillow as you moaned.

He holds your ass with one hand while the other spreads your pussy. He moans and sticks his tongue inside of you, wanting to taste you. You held on to the sheets tightly as you felt his tongue inside of you. It felt so nice, this all felt so nige. Mr. Crawling felt so much love. He loved you so much and he loved making you feel so good. He pulls away and kisses your ass. He makes you turn to look at him and he grins. He pins you on to the bed and rubbed his cock up and down your folds before he pushed himself inside of you again.

You moan and close your eyes. You looked up at him and brought him in for a kiss. “Love- Ah! You!” You moan as he thrusted inside of you. You whine you were close. You brought your hand down to your clit and started to rub it. He held your thighs and pushed them towards you as he thrusted faster. His thrusts start to become faster and sloppy. He's close as well. He is whining at every thrust, feeling your poor pussy squeeze him. You rubbed your clit and threw your head back as you finally came, getting his cock more wet then it already is. He whines and feels how your pussy squeezes him. He thrusted and thrusted the best he could and pulled out quickly, cum shooting out of his cock. He whines and whimpers as he looks down at how his cum reached all the way to your exposed breast.

Mr crawling whines at the sight and holds your hand. “Good?” He asks and you nod as you pant. He smiles and gets off the bed and crawls to the bathroom. He grabs a washCloth and crawls back to the bed. He smiles as he cleans the cum off your stomach and boob. You whine at his touch, your body sensitive. You smiled at him and said, “Thank you.” And kiss him softly. He kisses you back and lays next to you.

[orimuraa]

₊˚⊹⋆🍁⋆⊹ Day 22: Die with a smile - Yang Jungwon

(synopsis) 🍂 being in your boyfriend’s arms was all you needed to soothe your doubt ₊⊹

yang jungwon x fem!reader 🍂 comfort, fluff, angst if you squint 🍂 petnames, mentions of saying goodbye, kisses, crying 🍂 wc 548

masterlist

𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: die with a smile by lady gaga and bruno mars has been playing 24/7 in my head so i thought i’d write a fic based off of it <3

i, i just woke up from a dream

you shot up from your bed, chest heaving rapidly.

where you and i had to say goodbye

"i'm sorry, but i'm leaving you." jungwon said, not able to look you in the eyes when he ripped your heart out.

the dream felt so real and it scared you so bad.

and i don't know what it all means

why was this a dream you had? was it trying to tell you something? was something like this gonna happen?

but since i survived, i realized

before you knew it, tears were streaming rapidly down your face, dripping off your chin and onto the comforter.

wherever you go that's where i follow

you look to your side to see jungwon peacefully sleeping. you didn't want to disturb him from his state of peacefulness.

nobody's promised tomorrow

it made you treasure this silent moment you had with him because who knows what the future will bring.

so i'ma love you every night like it's the last night

gently, you leaned down, pressing a kiss to his cheek, realizing that this could be your last night with him if your dream was true.

like it's the last night

could it really be true? tears once again blurred your vision, streaming down your face.

if the world was ending

"baby?" jungwon had slightly woken up to the sound of sniffles and a kiss pressed to his cheek. "baby what's wrong? why are you crying?" he asked, concern laced in his voice.

would he hate you if you brought it up? would he leave you right then and there?

"i-i had a dream where you l-left me," you hiccuped, looking away bashfully.

i'd wanna be next to you

immediately, jungwon's face softened and he cupped his hands around your face and out of instinct, you melted into his touch.

"baby, i would never leave you. ever." he said reassuringly but also letting you know he was serious.

he squeezed your hand three times—i love you.

if the party was over

"even if i was forced to leave you, i would always find my way back to you," he whispered, leaning his forehead against your's.

and our time on earth was through

"if the world was ending, i'd stay right by your side, never leaving." he mumbled against your lips.

i'd wanna hold you just for a while

then, jungwon slowly leaned forward, connecting your lips in a sweet, reassuring kiss.

it was his promise to you. he would never leave you.

and die with a smile

pulling away, he had a sweet smile on his face and he brought his thumb up to your cheek, wiping away your salty tears.

his smile made you smile, realizing how much you two meant to each other.

if the world was ending

"i promise baby, i will always, always, always be here for you," he said softly, taking your hand into his and rubbing small circles on the back of it.

i'd wanna be next to you

the two of you held each other close for the rest of the night, enjoying the feeling of being next to each other.

jungwon would do absolutely anything if it meant staying by your side.

and you would do the same.

words cannot express how much i love this song omfg i need it in my blood. welp- i hope you enjoyed! its quite short but i think its perfectly sweet and comforting <3

𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬: @en-diaries, @k-films, @k-nets

⚘. Perm taglist: @vmpivory, @yuvany, @seozii, @pinknjm, @greentulip, @jongbean

[hockybish]

So I saw Nico (Hischier) wasn’t on your list but I was wondering if you’d consider writing for him? If so could you write something for this prompt: "Did I stutter?"

Thanks!

Yes, I do write for him. I was on mobile trying to update the list and it wasn't looking right at the time, but he's on there now! :)

This is based on a scene from a movie

Enjoy!

It was a typical night out for the guys. They were trying some new place Jack had recommented that had a really good live in house band.

"I bet I could walk out of here with any girl I wanted" Dawson hiccupped into his beer glass.

"If they can understand you" Nico couldn't contain his laughter.

"Oh yeah pretty boy? I bet you couldn't get a girl to sleep with you in less than a minute"

"Hundred buck says I can." Nico added money to the bet. Dawson agreed and they shook on it. He was up for the challenge. He scanned the bar for a pretty girl that would go for him in less a minute.

"Oooo. Can I pick her. Because this had to be challenge and she has to hot and maybe a little out of your league." Jack asked loudly. Nico didn't care, it would be more of a challenge that way.

Jack analyzed all the pretty ladies in the joint. Before landing on one the perfect one. You.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing sitting all alone at the bar? Can I buy you another one of those or something else?" Nico stood behind the pretty girl Jack had challenged him to hook up with.

"No thank you I'm good." You gave him your answer without a hesitation or second thought. You hadn't even looked at him at this point.

"But you don't know what you're missing. I'ma catch." Nico nervously smiled. He didn't think she'd say no.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing sitting all alone at the bar? Can I buy you another one of those or something else?" Nico stood behind the pretty girl Jack had challenged him to hook up with.

"No thank you I'm good." You gave him your answer without a hesitation or second thought. You hadn't even looked at him at this point.

"But you don't know what you're missing. I'ma catch." Nico nervously smiled. He didn't think she'd say no. He didn't know what to do, this was uncharted territory.

"Really? That's what you want to go with? You haven't got anything better?" You finally look at the man and immediately recognized him as New Jersey Devil Captain Nico Hischier.

You quickly looked around to see his other hockey friends watching the two of you very intently. You sigh knowing exactly what this interaction is.

"The way I see it you have two options, I walk out of here and you go back to your little friends with your tail between your legs or we can walk out of here together and we split the money." If he was going to drag you into a bet, you were definitely going to get something out of it. This wasn't going as planned. In fact in was going into uncharted territory

"Did I stutter?" You batted your eyes at the hockey player. Nico stared at you with this mouth wide open, you could literally see the wheels turning in minds. He couldn't function properly.

"How much time do you have left?" The ice in hit your lips as you take a sip from your drink.

"Um ah" Nico quickly looked at his phone. "Like 24 seconds."

"That's not much you know." You start chugging the contents of the glass. You were leaving this bar as soon as time was up whether the cute man came with or not.

"Well?" You stand getting ready to walk away.

Nico pointed his head towards the door, indicating that he wanted to leave. Playing into it you grab ahold of his hand, leading him to the door where your car was waiting for you. You immediately drop his hand once you get there.

"You know that bar Jay's? Its close to arena. Friday night after the game I'll be there. Bring my money." Using the keys you unlock the vehicle.

"You knew who I was this whole time?"

"Of course, I'm not stupid, you're Nico Hischier, captain of your New Jersey Devils." You say in your best annoucer voice.

"And you are?"

"Not important"

"Then how am I going to know it's you?"

"Oh, you'll know" You give him a little wink climbing into your blue car and locking the door as fast as you can so Nico couldn't get in after you. Nico was hot but you weren't really in the mood. Maybe another time.

"I didn't drive here" He tugged on the handle when he couldn't open it.

"Okay and?" You shrug, that wasn't your problem that he came unprepared for being rejected at the last second.

"You do realize I can't go back in there right?"

"That sounds like a you problem" You start to drive off, but suddenly stop and roll down your window. "Friday after the game, don't forget my money!"

"Damn" The captain whispered to himself. He was falling for her already.

"Really? That's what you want to go with? You haven't got anything better?" You finally look at the man and immediately recognized him as New Jersey Devil Captain Nico Hischier.

You quickly looked around to see his other hockey friends watching the two of you very intently. You sigh knowing exactly what this interaction is.

"The way I see it you have two options, I walk out of here and you go back to your little friends with your tail between your legs or we can walk out of here together and we split the money." If he was going to drag you into a bet, you were definitely going to get something out of it. This wasn't going as planned. In fact in was going into uncharted territory

"Did I stutter?" You batted your eyes at the hockey player. Nico stared at you with this mouth wide open, you could literally see the wheels turning in minds. He couldn't function properly.

"How much time do you have left?" The ice in hit your lips as you take a sip from your drink.

"Um ah" Nico quickly looked at his phone. "Like 24 seconds."

"That's not much you know." You start chugging the contents of the glass. You were leaving this bar as soon as time was up whether the cute man came with or not.

"Well?" You stand getting ready to walk away.

Nico pointed his head towards the door, indicating that he wanted to leave. Playing into it you grab ahold of his hand, leading him to the door where your car was waiting for you. You immediately drop his hand once you get there.

"You know that bar Jay's? Its close to arena. Friday night after the game I'll be there. Bring my money." Using the keys you unlock the vehicle.

"You knew who I was this whole time?"

"Of course, I'm not stupid, you're Nico Hischier, captain of your New Jersey Devils." You say in your best annoucer voice.

"And you are?"

"Not important"

"Then how am I going to know it's you?"

"Oh, you'll know" You give him a little wink climbing into your blue car and locking the door as fast as you can so Nico couldn't get in after you. Nico was hot but you weren't really in the mood. Maybe another time.

"I didn't drive here" He tugged on the handle when he couldn't open it.

"Okay and?" You shrug, that wasn't your problem that he came unprepared for being rejected at the last second.

"You do realize I can't go back in there right?"

"That sounds like a you problem" You start to drive off, but suddenly stop and roll down your window. "Friday after the game, don't forget my money!"

"Damn" The captain whispered to himself. He was falling for her already.

Let me know what ya'll think!

[cloudyeventss]

I thought I try my hand at writing a little story about being 141's assistant. I'm not sure where I'm taking this or even if I should continue. Let me knoww but be sweet. This is literally my first attempt at writing anything

Warnings~ cussing, slightly anxious ? Idk

Y/n pov

He's staring right at me. Slouching slightly to his left, strands of blue dyed hair peeking out underneath his hat. He clearly hasn't been sleeping, I can see the dark circles under his eyes. I don't think I’ve seen him blink once. This is too much. Too fucking much I'm starting to fidget with the belt of my purse, shifting back n forth trying to ease my nerves. I'm overwhelmed and overestimated. This bus smells worse than a gas station bathroom, it doesn't help it’s hotter than the damn desert in here, my sweater is starting to itch and the constant sound of the buses bell going off is enough to make my head explode. GOD why did my car have to break down today? sweat is beading my forehead I feel nauseous. GOD DOES THIS MAN EVER BLINK?!? *ding* fuck finally my stop. I've never been more relieved in my life to leave somewhere... stepping outside I feel like I can breathe again not by much though, last night, laying in bed i got a call from my father's friend Laswell telling me to meet her at a Cafe not too far from my home. Usually, I wouldn't be so nervous to see her, being Laswell and my father worked together for the past 10 years. She’s been around quite a few times but this time She spoke about a potential job opportunity as an assistant overseas. I'm not even sure I heard her right, i was a bottle deep into Apothic red wine. Nothing special but drink enough it’ll knock you on your ass. I've been anxious ever since. After finishing my associates degree in mind and body psychology, I wasn't sure I wanted to continue with school. Maybe I just need a break, but I also need a job. I take one final deep breath to attempt to calm my nerves as I wipe my sweaty palms down my jeans. Okay now’s the time to be confident y/n don't freak out .....

There she is sitting with her back against the wall right in between both exits like always. I'd say she's paranoid but with the work she does it's more justifiable. Laswell stands to greet me "Y/n , it's great to see you!" She moves to sit, and I follow. " it's good to see you too Kate, it's been awhile" . Lunch goes by smoothly; it always was easy falling into conversation with her. A red headed waitress with long legs and black trim glasses drops us our check before walking off to tend to her other tables. My eyes follow her as she passes, she's one of those girls who are effortlessly beautiful. Laswell gains my attention again " so your father tells me you are looking for work"

" I am"

"I could use someone I trust"

"Tell me more"

.....

It'd been two weeks since I met with Laswell, and I accepted the job offer. She explained it mainly consist of filing paperwork and doing whatever task ask of me, running errands, and so on. Kate didn't really give me any details of who I'd work for, just that it was four men she trusted with her life and assured me I'd be in good hands. Today's the day I get on a plane and uproot my whole life. I spent every bit of yesterday taking care of last-minute arrangements. I sold my piece of shit Honda to some high school kid . I almost felt bad for taking his money, but I told him of its issues. In a way I'ma miss Johnny. I named my car after a porn star, Johnny Sins. Ha. It still makes me chuckle . My honda wasn't much, but it always got me where I needed to be hints the name. After taking care of my car I went to see my father. He graciously agreed to look after my apartment for me while I was gone. We spent the rest of the evening watching old westerns on TV and saying our goodbyes.

.....

It's only four hours into the flight, and I'm already regretting my decision. I've spent most of the time in the bathroom emptying my stomach while avoiding angry knocks on the door. The taste of bile in my mouth makes me a little less caring about the people outside. Deciding I can't spend the rest of the flight in the bathroom, I pick myself off the floor and do my best to rinse my mouth. Flying has never sat right with me. I like my feet on the ground instead of tempting God. Regardless, I have to tough it out, its not like I can get them to land now. I walk out the restroom, mumbling hushed, apologizes, and take my seat. Just six more hours.. you got this y/n.

[moderator-monnie]

The Dreamer's Confusion and A Warriors Anger.

Zepperaith stood in the middle of a city, stepping very quietly through the streets during the middle of the night. The street was crowded with sleeping people, all blocking building entrances.

Zepperaith could feel someone on the verge of sleepiness and smashed his hand through the window, grabbing onto the person, which turned out to be none other than Plutonium, panting heavily and looking up at him with fear and shock.

"N-NO, NO NOT AGAIN!!! I DON'T WANT TO SLEEP; I'M NOT TIRED! PLEASE STOP !!! JUST GIVE ME BACK MY HUSBAND!"

Zepperaith held her very gently before going, "Silly little goose, it's okay... Just slee-"

But he paused mid-sentence, hearing some angry shouting, and Zepperaith put her down, the eye disappearing as he looked around in the middle of the street, trying to find the source.

In that time, she managed to run off and hide somewhere else, but Zepperaith's attention was turned elsewhere, and thankfully, he soon looked down before seeing Knuckles looking up at him with a mixture of fear and anger, the sleeping ones all staring at him. 

Zepperaith was still as a statue, seeing Knuckles in that exact moment; he swears he could see Monolith staring up at him.

that cute, gentle smile on his face, then, in a flash, he saw the spear go through him, and the illusion he saw disappeared. 

Just revealing who was actually standing there, this wasn't Monolith, but Zepperaith still swears he could feel him in there, not to mention the hosts body... Sonic's body had its heartbeat intensify at the sight of Knuckles, like they were close.

Knuckles growled before shouting and raising his fists into the air. "LET SONIC AND THE OTHERS GO, YOU OVERGROWN TROPHY CASE!"

Zepperaith just listened for a few moments. It wasn't a familiar voice. Zepperaith knew this wasn't Monolith, but yet the sight of him brought him great pain and confusion before he sighed, his eye slowly began to open, and he looked properly at Knuckles.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"I can't do this... I can't face you."

Knuckles was about to make a snarky retort to that, but he weirdly stopped himself, feeling a pit in his chest at hearing the strained voice of Zepperaith sounding saddened. It felt oddly familiar, but among all else, he still had Sonic's body, and although he knew it wasn't Sonic, he did struggle with wanting to hurt him. 

Knuckles soon shook off his feelings and continued to shout.

"WELL, YOU DON'T GET A CHOICE, UNTIL EVERYTHING IS BACK TO NORMAL, I'MA KICK YOUR BUTT FOR SONIC'S SAKE!" 

Knuckles began to run towards Zepperaith, sprinting down the street and jumping onto cars, and street lamps trying to climb onto a building, but before he got to the god of dreams, 

Zepperaith disappeared; he couldn't do this, not right now; he was not ready to confront knuckles, not while his mind still felt like this.

Knuckles groaned loudly and shouted very annoyed, "YEAH, YOU WOULD RUN! YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE KNUX!" 

Knuckles then heard a gentle sobbing coming from the building next to him from the window close by. He took a deep huff before calming himself down. He wasn't the 'best' at comforting others, but he had to try, not like there was anyone else to do it right now. 

Both Zepperaith and Knuckles left that encounter with confused feelings in their chests and minds. Who knew how their next encounter would go?

@sonicexelle-junkary

[berberriescorner]

Rio had a hell of a time trying give y/n her mommas boy😂 (also love the long hc)

Thought I forgot about you didn't ya? 😂 ! I got you lovely! Y'all think you're slick. Sending me these HC's on the low. I don't know how many more I'll be able to do. I'm too descriptive and end up writing a whole fic lmao! Here's yet another HC/follow-up. Hope you enjoy it, love💓!

Bright rays of sunshine crept into your master bedroom. As it fell on your sleeping bodies, you felt your husband stir. Rio snuggled closer as if he wasn't already glued to your slumbering form. He chuckled at the fact that his movements didn't wake you. Light snores fell from your slightly parted lips. He tucked his chin into the crook of your neck, leaving gentle kisses. He pulled back slightly, smirking at the snores.

"Damn, I wore you out last night. Didn't I, mama?" he joked to himself.

You stirred a bit, snuggling deeper into Rio's spooning position. He groaned at the feel of your body pressing firmly against his. Usually, he could handle your plump behind nestling against his lap in the morning. Only this was one of those many occasions where the two of you had fallen asleep naked.

Your hips wiggled, as you released a light moan. Rio's growing erection was getting stiffer by the second. This awakened something inside you as well. Rio bit his lip as he watched your eyes flutter open slowly. The bright smile that formed on your face, caused him to smile back.

"Mornin', mama," he whispered, laying kisses on your neck once more.

"Morning, baby. Last night was fun," you giggled.

"I was thinking, mama. What if I didn't get the job done last night?"

The mischievous grin on his handsome face said it all.

"We went four rounds before tapping out last night. I think we good, papa," you teased.

"Nah, darlin'. I think I need to give you a few more rounds today, tomorrow, and the day after that."

"Boy, please. Not with your line of work. I was lucky I got all that good D last night."

Rio rolled you over on your back, nestling between your thighs. His hands roamed your body as he trailed kisses from your neck, to your jawline, and landed on your lips. The kiss grew more passionate, as he slid his hand between your thighs. You moaned into the kiss as his hand played in your already slick folds. Rio broke the kiss to speak.

"Looks like you’re about to get some good D this morning too, mama."

He slid inside you filling you up, as he growled placing his lips on yours again.

"Fuck, mama. Always so tight for me."

You gasped, as a moan followed right after.

"Daddy...oh, shit," you whimpered.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for me, hmm? Are you gonna let daddy stretch you out? I'ma fill you to the brim, mama. Give you what you beg for."

"Yes! Need you deeper, daddy," you begged.

Rio slammed into you harder, going as deep as he could. His thrust grew faster and he drew orgasm after orgasm from your body. Finding his release, Rio collapsed on his side of the bed, pulling you to lay on his chest. The both of you fought to catch your breath.

"Your ass got twenty minutes to get your stamina up. I'm about to spend the morning filling you up, mama. We're going to need to get rid of these sheets. We ain't leaving this bedroom until I feel your ass may be pregnant."

"Now how do you expect a bitch to walk after all this?"

Rio chuckled, "That's a YOU problem. I'm just giving you what you want, mama."

Ten months later, your oldest and youngest baby girl were flapping their gums. The baby sassed, "Mommy! Why him always crying? Give that whiny baby a bottle or somethin'."

The oldest was tired of all her fussy siblings. "Mama, I did the math. If this happened when I think it did. I'm never going to a sleepover when the rest of the kids aren't home. Clearly, you and my daddy need supervision."

Your mouth fell open, as you were caught off guard by your oldest.

They both get that smart-ass mouth from their daddy...okay me too, but just a little bit.

"You know what? Baby girl, since you are so concerned with what baby brother's got going on. Go tell your little best friend to fix his bottle."

The youngest looked at you confused.

Jesus be a clue.

You sighed, "Your daddy, baby. Go tell him to fix one of his bottles and bring it to mama. Okay?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Thank you, baby girl."

She bounced off yelling, "daddy!"

"Little girl! Stop yelling in my house!"

Just as you finished your sentence, Rio yelled his response right back.

"Christopher!"

"My bad, mama!"

Rolling your eyes and shaking your head, you turned to your oldest.

One sassy lady down. One to go. Why they can't be chill like the middle child? Then again...she be trying me too. Let me gather Miss Know-It-All right quick. Did she just tell me I need to stop having all these damn babies? Cause that's what my ears heard. I just know she lost her mind.

"As for you little miss mamas. Ma'am, watch your mouth. You in my business, don't do that. Keep it up and I'll have two more, leaving you to babysit them all. Now go do your homework, sassy pants."

Rio entered the room as he watched his daughter walk out huffing.

"Blow again, little girl."

"What's wrong with her?"

"Yeah we done having babies."

He started laughing until he saw you weren't joining in on the laughter.

"You for real?:

"Baby boy! I may tell you a joke, but I'll never tell you a lie!"

Rio kissed his teeth.

"Come on little man. Daddy will feed you. Y'all working mommy's nerves," he grumbled, bounding towards the kid's bedrooms, bottle in hand.

"Why are y'all on your mama's nerves so bad today? I know y'all better tighten up. I ain't done having kids."

[tengenscvmbvdd1]

Are we just friends?

tengen uzui x black reader

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[ You and tengen had been friends for a while now, ever since you joined The kakushi.

Y'all had started off just simple friends, His wives being the first one you met. Hinatsuru, The rather calm one and sweetheart of the group, Had ended up sick and was admitted into the infirmary, But what you did not realize is that she was Lord Uzui's wife, And let alone that being ONE OF OF HIS WIVES. His other wives, Suma and makio were way different from the 2. Suma was a bit annoying to you, All the crying she does and the occasional "Do you not love me anymore Tengen-samaaaaa!!" all she really did was whine but she was such a sweetheart as well, Always bring you snacks and drinks, whenever you'd come over. Makio absolutely hated you...for some reason she believed u were after her lovely tengen...not that u weren't, But he's a married man, You'd never. Makio was much more serious than the other 2, Anytime suma would begin whining and crying, she'd be the first to start yelling, Her occasional pharse "Stop being such a crybaby!!"...

Last but not least. Tengen. Tengen was an absolute charmer, all he did was try and charm you, and flirt with you, Of course you would reciprocate back, because it's Tengen uzui, He's fucking sexy! Anytime he'd come back the infirmary, You'd be the first one to help, Almost immediately, his occasional stares at your ass and thickness, He'd make comment about your attitude like..."Ur bratty attitude needs some punishing" you'd give him attitude and reply back with "Oh please, you couldnt handle this, even if you wanted to boy."

Tengen and his wives were an absolute power couple. His confidence and his wives being apart of that boosted his ego, He told you about his past, and how he came from a declining shinobi clan, and how his father did some fucked up things to him...you cried once he told you, Mainly pissed at his father, he consoled you and told you how "It's okay now, I'm at a better place, No need to cry, Thats unflashy of you!" with a huge smile and the shine of his beautiful fushisa feautures.

He also told her how he saved his wives from the life, You were sympathetic and happy he did, saying how "I'm happy you saved thise girls from the shinobi life! Cause aint no way in hell, I'ma go for some shit like that."

Tengen and his wives, went on a mission to the entertainment district, Tengen left a week ago with tanjiro,zenistsu, and inosuke, Including Tanjiro, little sister, Nezuko. The whole organization was worried, But kylie was basically panicking for Tengen and the 4 children.

For days, You were worried and in panic. She didnt sleep, Not a wink, she was absolutely terrifed. You couldnt stand the thought of tengen dying in battle, It was too much, she told herself 'Why the fuck am i actin like im his mothafuckin wife or sum..but it's so good having him around...'

Him and his wives finally arrived back, Tengen was injured, His eye was cut and his hand was no more. Tears fill your eyes, as you yell "Tengen!" you screamed, running to him, and holding him " Are you okay! Ur hand!" U put ur hand on his no longer hand "Ur eyes!" Shes panicking, Shes in fear, but tengen puts a hand on her back, rubbing it, as he says "I'm fine kylie, Calm down.."

Tengen was put under her care. For months she took care of him. She made sure to make him the best foods only, she made him hot food, like soup, Gumbo,Jabalaya, and even his favorite foods, even of their japanese traditional, And of course she seasons the hell out of them. Tengen was tooken about when he tasted her food, He loved it so damn much. "Damn kylie, Ur cooking skills are quite flashy!" She'd blush because she never got compliments on her cooking outside of her homecountry, So she was blushing hard. "Preciate it ten.."

Over time, They grew close...real close..and it's gotten to the point, If they go out, People believe their a married couple. The day practicalar, They were at kylie's estate, having tea...the plotwist is, He never thought he'd come when kylies in her Pink nike spandex, and her tanktop...he knew you were a thick black woman, But damn..Everytime she walked..it jiggled and everything...they conversation had shifted to more intimate conversation..

"Have you been in a recent relationship?"

"Not recently....i've kinda been waiting on someone in particular..."

Tengen now curious ask, "And whos that? I hope he's a flashy man..." and you laugh, and apply lipgloss to your lips, "I can give u his description.." and tengen, thinks for a minute...his eyes buring with passion and desire, and he gives a curt nod...and she begins.

"He's a big guy, At least 6'7, Huge muscles...rather a flashy and flamboyant man...he has hair the color of snow, Eyes the color of spider lillies, Fushisa...he's huge...a big boy..has 3 wives...a husband...and so got damn sexy...and i been wanting to to sit on yo shi.."

Tengen flushes in red, and his eyes filled with lust and desire, and he stands, hocering over you..."Damnit...i cant resist u no more.." He says before crashing their lips together, His hands slithering to your ass, Squeezing hard, her body arching into him, Shes grinding against him now, He tightens his grip on her ass, Right now he's so pissed he only has one hand. She moans as she feels the pressure.

she pulls away..."this is the part where you fuck me..."

Shes now, Face down, Ass up, Getting spanked while he's drilling his 9 inches and heavy balls into her deep. He's in so deep, In a daze as he fucks her to tears, shes crying in pleasure, her back arched and her hands behind her back, He's holding it with one hand, He grits through his teeth. "Got damn, U dont know what i'd do to have both hands right now...fuck...so damn good..." Shes whining and crying, Tengen made her cum in 1 minute with just his tongue earlier and his fingers curling her g spot...but now shes about to squirt...like a dirty slut, Her back arches deep and she lets a scream out in ecstasy, "TENGEN! OHH FUCKK! IM SQUIRTINGGG!!

*her arousal was sprayed on his cock, Tengen hasnt cummed this whole time, it'd usually take all of his wives to drain his balls but kylies taking it like a pro...this is their 4th position they've hit together, shes already squirted 4 times, He begins groaning and whining, whimpering as well, He couldnt edge himself anymore, He decided he's letting it out. "Fuck mama, I'ma cum in u, In the most flashiest way, Gonna make u a- Fuck yeah right there....a mama.."

4 months later..

you're sitting pregnant, at the hashira trainings, Watching tengen torture those poor boys, but tanjiro seems to be fantastic, The wives make them Onigiri, Which they grateful for. Tengens frustrated, rubbing his temple, You stand, Walking, or rather limping, Rubbing your stomach. Once you reach him, You rub his back "Bae, Chill, You know these kids ain' that strong...They ain' disciplined...but tanjiro and zenitsu and inosuke are doing spectacular..."

he smiles softly, looking at his pregnant girlfriend now, Rubbing her stomach, calming himself, kissing her cheek.."im sorry sweetheart, it's just infuriating.." she smiles in understanding, Turning around, and wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him, getting on her tippy toes...."I love you ten..."

"i love you too,my diamond..."

[judasgot-it]

Falling Asleep on Him

this was originally for a Tecchou ask but it didn't fit the prompt that well and it's super short so I kinda scrapped it, but I still wanna upload it by itself since I thought it was cute <3

______________________________________________________________

The Tv was nothing but background noise for the two of you. It really meant nothing - it was the only light in the room, and the sound was barely up on the screen, so it was easy enough to tune out.

Tecchou had turned it on in order to wind down for the night, having come back home still full of energy from his mission. You found it soothing, whatever documentary he had put on boring you enough that your eyes were difficult to keep open.

You looked up at Tecchou from where you were slouched down. His eyes were glued to the screen, enraptured by whatever was being narrated on screen. Some sort of war film by the looks of it, which wasn't surprising.

There was no point in really trying to listen to it since you had already found yourself falling asleep. If you were truly honest, you were going to forget about it in the morning anyway.

"Tecchou, scooch over." You lightly patted his shoulder, trying to push him to lie down.

"Why."

He looked at you, still trying to keep his attention to what was happening on screen. The man was invested, but he hated to be rude.

"I wanna lay down, m'sleepy."

You pushed again and he complied, lying his head down against one the throw pillows on your shared bed.

You grinned, crawling up into his lap, and looking down at him. He looked up, giving you a soft smile. 

"Hey."

He reached up, lightly squeezing your waist. It made you giggle as he hit a ticklish spot, so you tried to pull away. He just held on tighter, keeping you closer. He was grinning, not looking tired at all.

"I'ma go to bed. You're staying up?"

He hummed, his head facing back towards the screen again. The documentary had his near full attention, although felt his fingers go underneath your thin shirt, teasing your soft skin with his hands.

You simply yawned, moving to lie down on top of him, resting your head on top of his chest.

Tecchou readjusted himself, bringing his arms around you. He brought one of his hands to your hair, stroking through it gently, scratching through your scalp gently as he tugged at the strands. He pulled his fingers through them, brushing gently through any knots he found, as if a farmer toiling his land.

His chest was warm, so much so that it seeped into your own skin with how your face pressed against him, even with his thin black shirt separating you. You found yourself thumbing it lazily, picking at a loose thread lazily as you felt yourself be lulled to sleep by his actions.

[barrenclan]

I was about to say ‘maybe Malmo would suit Barrenclan’ but uh Rainhaze isn’t looking too hot and youch

ANYWAYS I think the song Malmo by Moon might suit Barrenclan as I mentioned before, specifically the popular part (it’s always the popular part)

Three of us sleep next to three others

(Not sure who it’d match)

It's hot and we rot in this oven

(referring to Barrenclan’s environment)

Now there's something about the language

(followed by next part, but maybe Rainhaze about the welcoming of death or injury in Defiance)

Something about these people

(Pinepaw with the new scar or maybe Corm or maybe Rain. I think they could all decently match??)

That look an awful lot like me

(Same as before, Pinepaw with the new scar or maybe Corm or maybe Rain. maybe even talking about Slug right now too)

I'm surprisingly accepting of this discomfort

(Why I said Rain is at this point (right before death but close enough) is because he didn’t seem to mind it anymore)

But I'm not trying to be much of a person right now

(don’t know)

I'm just trying to get some sleep

(Pine with the nightmares and now grief. also with the shock.)

Not sure if these actually match but they seem close enough and I’m very tired anyways OH MY RAIN HOLY BDDBXBBBDB

Wow, Paul Dano is in this band? That's cool. I like your analysis of the lyrics!

Why it's an absolute classic! In terms of characters I think it fits Deepdark a bit better than Rainhaze, though.

Do I even need the lyrics for I Can't Decide?

ANOTHER classic! I like this one sort of swapping off between Slugpelt and Rainhaze, where he's trying to get her to come back to him in their youth, but now it's flipped the other way.

Achilles, Achilles, Achilles, come down Won't you get up off, get up off the roof? You're scaring us and all of us, some of us love you

The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken Remember the pact of our youth Where you go, I'm going, so jump and I'm jumping Since there is no me without you

This one's been suggested a couple times, but I still really like it with Slugpelt, so here it is again.

I don't this it has! Ah, I recognize it from IncuriousCat, of course. They're very popular on this blog it seems. Rainhaze is a good character for song about making bad deals.

I'ma make a deal with the bad wolf So the bad wolf don't bite no more

My enemy is a friend of mine in a friendly place to be seen, hey You know I'll run away for a couple years just to prove I've never been free

Has Ride the Cyclone has a re-emergence? I feel like I've seen it a lot lately. It's nice to have a song with old BarrenClan anyways, before all the tragedy and drama.

What the world needs Is people like me To keep it all spinning around I'm the mover, I'm the shaker, I'm the headline-maker

He put it into words, and it's plain to see We need a little less of them A little more of me!

Yeah, I think you could chuck this in a Rainhazeward direction!

All this time, I've felt like my time to go would arrive That it can't last forever; I've been decaying Moldy scaffolding, ritual strangling No matter what I try, I seem to stay alive

My body should be cold The eyes of maggots gazing through to my soul I left so long ago Behind me are the tears I couldn't control

HOORAY! I'm a big Pink Floyd fan. It'd be so cool to see a "Trial" scene with him as Pink and all the other characters as the other roles.

Day after day, the love turns gray Like the skin of a dying man And night after night, we pretend it's all right But I have grown older, and you have grown colder And nothing is very much fun any more

Oooh, Bauhaus! Also a big fan of them. That's a good alternate voice claim for Deepdark, too.

Thank you, it is! I'm always taking more song asks, of which I have got quite a few. I'm glad you like the comic!

May you die wide awake With a look of great surprise May your eyes be taken just Before you can weep As you see what you stole stolen from you <- yuuuup rainhaze

Aww, that makes me sad. But it does fit well with them.

I dreamt I found you hanging I didn't know what it meant Your eyes would follow me through Everywhere I went

The window on the fifth floor Shattered as you wept What am I witnessing? What stories have you kept?

Damn ran outta links, I thought I got it this time

[lousypotatoes]

♪Playlist♪

i got bored, and i decided to make a playlist for this series <33 im gonna be doing that for all my fanfics for now on

Singin' In The Rain - Cliff Edwards 

"I'm singin' in the rain

Just singin' in the rain 

What a glorious feeling

I'm happy again~"

I Did Something Bad - Taylor Swift 

"I never trust a narcissist, but they love me 

So I play 'em like a violin

And I make it look oh so easy~"

When A Man Loves A Woman - Percy Sledge 

"Well, this man loves a woman 

I gave you everything I had 

Trying to hold onto your high-class love

Baby, ooh, please don't treat me bad~"

Dangerous Woman - Arianna Grande

"I wanna savor, save it for later

The taste of  flavor, 'cause I'm a taker

'Cause I'm a giver, it's only nature 

I live for danger~"

Ain't Misbehavin' - Fats Waller

"I know for certain

The one I love

I'm through with flirtin'

It's just you I'm thinkin' of~"

you should see me in a crown - Billie Eilish 

"Count my cards, watch them fall

Blood on the marble wall

I like the way they all

Scream~"

All Alone - Al Jolson

"All alone, I'm so all alone

There is no else but you

All alone by the telephone

Waiting for a ring, a ting-a-ling~"

Killing Butterflies - Lou Bliss 

"Shiver like a leaf

Once you take a piece 

With your big old teeth

You will never sleep, no~"

Everybody Loves My Baby - Jack Palmer

"It's my sweetie, can't you guess?

Wild about her, I'll confess

Does she love me?

Oh yes~!"

Looking At Me - Sabrina Carpenter

"I could make it nice and easy

I'ma take the lead

They ain't even looking at you, baby

They're looking at me~"

Always - Irving Berlin

"I'll be loving you always 

With a love that's true always.

When things you've planned

Need a helping hand,

I will understand always.

All Around Me - Flyleaf

"Take my hand, I give it you

Now you own me, all I am

You said you would never leave me

I believe you, I believe~"

I Can't Believe You're In Love With Me - Jimmy McHugh

"Your eyes are so blue 

Your kisses too

I never knew what they could do

I can't believe you're in love with me~"

Need A Favor - Jelly Roll

"Hangin' in there just barely

Throwin' up prayers like Hail Marys

If You're still there, Lord spare me

Oh, my God, oh, my God, Hail Mary~"

I Wanna Be Loved By You - Bert Kalmar

"I wanna be kissed by you, just you,

Nobody else but you,

I wanna be kissed by you, alone~!"

A Sky Full Of Stars - Coldplay

"'Cause you're a sky, you're a sky full of stars 

Such a heavenly view

You're such a heavenly view

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh~"

The Song Is Ended - Irving Berlin

"The song is ended

But the melody lingers on

You and the songs are gone 

But the melody lingers~"

Dusk Till Dawn - ZAYN, Sia

"I'll hold you when things go wrong

I'll be with you from dusk till dawn

I'll be with you from dusk till dawn

Baby, I'm right here~"

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

"I had all and then most of you 

Some and now none of you

Take me back to the night we met~"

Crazy = Genius - Panic! At The Disco

"Other boys you may have dated

Serrated your heart with a slice 

But the cut of your love never hurts 

Baby, it's a sweet butter knife~"

Don't Stop The Music - Rihanna

"Do you know what you started? I just came here to party

But now we're rockin' on the dancefloor, actin' naughty

Your hands around my waist, just let the music play

We're hand in hand, chest to chest, and now we're face to face~"

Control - Halsey

"And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"

I can't help this awful energy 

God damn right, you should be scared of me

Who is in control~?

Good For You - Selena Gomez, A$AP Rocky

"Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight

Do my hair up real, real nice

And syncopate my skin to your heart beating~"

You're Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile - Donald Craig

"Your clothes may be Beau Brummely 

They stand out a mile 

But brother

You're never fully dressed

Without a smile~!

Sway - Micheal Bublé

"Like a flower bending in the breeze

Bend with me, sway with ease

When we dance you have a way with me 

Stay with me, sway with me~"

Strange Fruit - Billie Holiday

"Here is a fruit for the crows to pluck 

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck

For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop

Here is a strange and bitter crop~"

Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra

"All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true

In other words, in other words

I love...you~"

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

The Spy| mini chapter

A part of Dear Namjoon series

✧ Pairing:Kim Namjoon x reader ✧ Chapter 16 side story pt.2 ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: a/n: each mini story will have to do with a chapter and usually of another characters point of view and these are sometimes if not all the times extremely short.

index | askme!

"Dad it was amazing" taehyung says with his boxy smile on display as he talks on the phone with his parents. once everyone came home he went to sleep and didn't have a chance to talk to his parents. He worked harder than the rest of the members during training, since his nerves would kick in and make him forget everything.

"yeah, I couldn't even think of anything else. it all just came naturally" his smile getting wider as he remembers the fans chanting his name. "it was better than I thought it would be, it felt more real than when we would practice at the club" he laughs.

taehyung had dragged his chair by the window as he hid behind the curtain trying to keep quiet and not wake anyone up.

"the rest of the members are doing great, dad you should've seen it in person"

"yeah next tim-" taehyung's body jolts as he hears the door to a room open abruptly and he peaks out from the curtain only to see y/n dash out of the room quickly heading to the opposite hall.

"i'll call you back" he says as he was about to get up to go check on y/n since she looked upset but he quickly sat back down when he sees namjoon come out of the same room shirtless and calling out her name.

what the fuck is going on? he wondered. looking at the time he sees how late it is and begins to connect the dots as to why they couldn't find namjoon before going to sleep. sitting patiently behind the curtain hoping to stay unseen he stays there waiting for something to happen or actually hoping nothing happened.

after waiting for a long time he finally sets his feet down, ready to sneak back to his room. pulling the curtain to the side he starts to slowly walk to his room that he was sharing with jimin. walking as quickly but slowly as possible keeping an eye out for a very upset girl. 

"bitch it's 5am, can't we just go to sleep. i'll take you once we wake up and that way you can say bye to everyone" taehyung hears jimin and y/n talk making him stop mid hall. in panic he looks around to see where he could hide, finding a near by closet he stumbles towards it as he hears the two siblings walking out the room as he barely made it to the spot.

I'm too tired for this, he sighs irritated.

why am I even hiding he shakes his head, watching the siblings leave the hall he speed walks to their shared room and closes the door behind him

"seriously when jimin comes back i'ma have to tell him all this dram-" stopping mid sentence he stands in the middle of the empty room "fuck, i can't tell jimin"

rubbing his forehead he lets his tired body fall on the bed as he drifts to sleep, hating the fact he wouldn't be able to tell anyone anything that happened.

"but then there is jungkook?" he says before his heavy eyelids win.

[panjakes]

Drunk Dialing

Parings:JeonghanxBlackreader

Summary:Jeonghan is drunk and just wants to talk.

Inspired by the song drunk dialing by summer walker🏃🏽‍♀️💨

It’s 3:34 and I don’t need no more, You can call it what you want, but I'ma call it dumb

Jeonghan sighed. Man did he feel pathetic. It was currently 3Am and here he was on the couch drinking again with her on his mind.

Too much liquor known to make you call a nigga And I done had too much

He was on his third cup of wine. He was past drunk at this point.He picked up his phone going to his messages staring at the last message she sent.

Soulmate🤎✨

I wish things could have ended better between us. I love you Jeonghan. I hope your doing okay.

He let his thumb hover over the phone icon. Biting down on his lips in hesitation. Will she pick up? It is 3 in the morning.

Which is givin’ me excuses to Make me think I want you when I don’t and I know this Know that you a dog, you always do me wrong, oh But it made me wanna call you like I’m on one and I want some And I need you to come over.

He called once. She didn’t pick up. So he called again. Still no answer. So he left a message

“Yn. Baby I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of it. I promise. You know your the world to me. Please I know your up. Please come over or something. I need to hear or see you” he says before hanging up

Too much Patrón'll have you callin' his phone or Have you wantin' some more, have you wantin' some more

The calls didn’t stop. The text didn’t stop. Yn knew they wouldn’t until she picked up her phone. So she powered it off.

Jeonghan knew he was intoxicated, really bad so driving was out of the question. But an Uber wasn’t. He payed for the Uber getting dress and fixing himself to the best of his ability.

Once the Uber was out side he stumbled into the backseat thanking the person driving for picking him up so late.

Too much Patrón'll have you callin' his phone or Have you wantin' some more

Falling asleep in the back seat, Jeonghan was able to sleep some off the alcohol off. He stood at her front door still calling only to go to voicemail again.

The four knocks on the front door caused Yn to jump. Looking through the peek hole watching as Jeonghan ran his hands through his long black hair

“Go home Jeonghan your drunk” Yn says from behind the door

“I’m not drunk anymore Yn. Please just open the door. I need to see you” he says

Boy you know I, I, I love you you, Oh, with everything you do, eh-eh

“Yn I love you. We need to talk about this at some point. I can’t keep going on everyday knowing how we left things” Jeonghan says

And I just can't quite understand it But love makes sense of you

“Why Jeonghan? Why did you say those things” Yn says with her hand on the doorknob.

Depending on his answer will be would be if Yn opens the door or not

“I don’t know love. I was stressed and tired but that doesn’t make it okay for me saying those things to you. Please just open the door and let’s talk. If you don’t like what I have to say then I’ll leave” he says

Yn slowly turns the lock still not open the door.

“Then what?” She asks softly

Cause I love you, but I know I wouldn't wanna wait For your heart to finally see me through

“Then I’ll leave you alone…for good” Jeonghan says trying not choke up at the thought of not having her in his life.

She opens the door revealing Jeonghan. He could have cried at the sight of her. She steps to the side allowing him to come inside.

After closing the door behind him, Jeonghan took in her appearance.

She stood tall with her natural hair pinned up into a pink and yellow scarf. A few curls escaping here and there.

Her dark skin gave a dewy look. She looked so beautiful in this state

“I love you Yn.” Was all he could say

And I'd love for you,

“I love you too” was all she mumbled before wrapping her arms around him. Jeonghan could have melt. He missed her so much.

“Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Let’s go to bed” Yn said softly looking at him

He nods allowing her to take his hand and lead him to her bedroom where he cuddled her to sleep.

Something he probably wouldn’t have done if he was sober.