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toonfinch · 9 months ago

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this is all i will be saying about the matter because this is stupid as fuck. its a bit long but its mostly for me, not for others to read. but feel free to.

i deleted my post on r/badroommates because i got sick of arguing with idiots online and havent responded to anything because reddit temp banned me for calling myself slurs im allowed to say lmao. im gay and trans. this will go on reddit when i am unbanned. for now it stays here.

i am paying rent, i owe my roommate, u/azzyisjazzy zero dollars. he did cover two months for me because i lost my job and struggled to find a new one, then when i did it lasted like a month because the temp agency ran out of work for me to do. he knows this btw hes just a liar. he heard the phone call because it was on speaker. but i paid him back completely and have paid our most recent bills with zero issue. i am literally at work while writing this. i am on track to make rent just fine. when i said i have $10 its because i had to buy warm weather clothes because i have none. its been hot.

the way he describes my suicidal ideation is making everyone think i do this repeatedly, i did it once. on my tumblr blog, i was not thinking about how it may hurt people, when azzyisjazzy and his friend, u/dizzy_elk_6491 and my friend all had a conversation about it, nobody acted concerned, azzyisjazzy only told me that if i were to actually hurt myself and he never reported it he may lose his job. he was never concerned about me lol. either way, i realized that watching people be suicidal is stressful and i also didnt want to be forcibly hospitalized so i nuked my blog so i can vent safely. i am not suicidal at all and havent been for a while, by the way. interestingly, current roommates friend dizzy_elk_6491 has threatened suicide when things didnt go his way before. he threatened suicide when my friend wanted to break up with him. later my friend found out that dizzy_elk_6491 had been lying about his boundaries in order to keep my friend in a relationship. he did not ignore boundaries whatsoever, there were none said. also, they were literally stupid teenagers.

azzyisjazzy was cool with sharing groceries until suddenly he wasnt, i did not have enough money at the time to also buy the same amount of things he was. we literally went shopping together several times and he told me to pick things out so obviously i thought it was fine? he just sucks at telling people when hes bothered. if he didnt suddenly lock the fridge just as i got a decent job (i was saving up money to pay him back for everything, i still could not afford a substantial amount of groceries) then id have replaced everything i ate. which was like....eggs and milk and coffee. i was mostly eating my own food lol. he ruined all the food i had in the fridge at the time which probably comes out to the amount i owe him for what i ate so ill call that fair.

i do not have bipolar disorder, i do not know where anyone involved got this information. i was on lithium, but it made me worse. gave me worse anxiety and made my eyeballs twitch. not exactly a medication that works. i tried several medications that did not work. i was also accused several times by past roommate, u/finchsexroomate and their friends that i have borderline personality disorder. i thought i might but several doctors told me otherwise. so far the only mental issues im pretty sure i have is major depressive disorder, autism, anxiety, and ocd.

intensive outpatient therapy also did not work, i was having panic attacks every morning because it was not the type of therapy i require.

currently working on getting insurance so i can get trazodone, which works. because i am diagnosed for major depressive disorder. the doctors asked me the pointed questions clearly about bipolar disorder but i dont have manic and depressive episodes. on the other hand, azzyisjazzy has said he is manic. maybe he meant it in a quirky way, but whatever.

i...didnt get mad at azzyisjazzy and his friends for not learning sign language? i dont know asl. i brought it up once or twice as a "wouldnt it be cool if we all learned together" situation, because im deaf and my hearing gets worse monthly. the only sign i was aware anyone knew was when azzyisjazzy and dizzy_elk_6491 said something that contained the words "eat orange" at each other over and over. that doesnt exactly indicate to me they are at a conversational level. either way, i was not "expecting them to communicate in a language i do not speak" lol.

i never threatened a damn thing about the dog. i said she was stressing me out so bad she was triggering my ocd. ocd can cause intrusive violent thoughts. they are not desires, they are based on things you DONT want to do. they are INTRUSIVE. i felt unsafe because the thoughts were so distressing and i could not banish them from my brain. the fact that azzyisjazzy is graduating from nursing school and doesnt understand this is concerning. i thought i biked over a snake this morning and started crying before i saw it move. i threw it in someones yard so it wouldnt get run over. i don't even like hurting bugs. i got mad at azzyisjazzy for making jokes about killing crickets in the house. maybe i am sensitive, sure, judge me how you please. but that doesnt exactly indicate an animal abuser does it?

also, me being a furry and objectumsexual (attraction to objects) has literally nothing to do with anything. its funny, because my azzyisjazzy has told me he pretends to be a dog during sex multiple times. also, he is a furry. or at least was. his fursona is/was a deer. not judging, obviously, its just hypocritical. is it weird? YES. is it harmful? NO. on top of this, azzyisjazzy had me walk the dog a few times after i had said those things. clearly he was not very concerned then. im sure he knows better and is just making shit up to hurt me.

now i don't remember much about my previous living situation with finchsexroomate because i was traumatized and the order of events and details are all mixed up and blurry. i moved in because i was in a motel with my drunk father and (thankfully normal) brother for two years. i was being paid to take care of them, but i wasnt equipped to do so because of my mental health issues. that were being exacerbated by finchsexroomate's reactions to my tone of voice...or something? they would react in ways that freaked me out like getting an attitude or yelling at me. i didnt react well to this which was entirely my fault, causing arguments. this happened a lot. idk why its so hard for anyone involved to understand that we simply did not mesh well together. azzyisjazzy and finchsexroomate have very similar communication styles, or lackthereof. it makes sense why i dont get along with both of them. they suck at communicating boundaries.

it took finchsexroomate months to tell me my tone of voice was upsetting them. they also think i was frequently stewing in anger next to them to hurt them when maybe i was a little annoyed at something and not putting in a ton of effort to look cheery while like...watching tv. or something. every time there was an incident like this, me moving elsewhere was brought up. i was living in a motel for two years before this. you have to be literally stupid to think its easy to find anywhere to live in this economy. obviously did not react well to this and yes it triggered suicidal episodes. but im not unstable if my housing and food and such else is taken care of. now that i have a stable job and can afford everything i need i am perfectly fine. just a bit stressed.

for some reason finchsexroomate thinks i was in love with them and trying to drive a wedge between them and their husband? lol? i said their husband was hot like twice. hes a hairy bear? come on now. theyre just being freaks because im polyamorous. if i had a crush on either of them theyd know, because that is something i hate keeping inside even if i know telling someone will go nowhere.

our living together ended when one night we were watching tv and somehow the topic of my date the next day came up, and finchsexroomate reminded me that our other roommates who would normally take over care when i am gone would also be leaving, so i didnt want to leave them in the house alone or worry about what time i had to be home since i would not be the one driving. i announced id reschedule my date and this upset finchsexroomate so bad that they started yelling at me. i only remember the part where they started yelling fuck you over and over again after i was like dude. its like fucking midnight. we can deal with this tomorrow. their reaction freaked me the fuck out and i did what everyones demonizing me for.....taking the torch we smoked dabs with and brushing it on my wrist for less than half a second, turning it off, and putting it on the table. and then sitting there. finchsexroomate was more at risk of burning the house down than me because i saw them drop the torch while it was still spewing flames twice, and they told me it happened once while i was not there. lol. was my reaction smart? no. did i "try to burn the house down with people inside"? no.

last thing about them, after they kicked me out and gave me zero chance to grab any of my belongings forcing me to pay an exorbitant amount of money for shipping that i could not afford, i said fuck it. they dont deserve my money after all of this. its not like i could just fucking drop almost $800 on it. later when the hurt started to go away i decided id put aside money and then give it all back when ive collected enough, but um. not doing that now lmao.

between then and now i was living with people my dad knew. one of them regularly assumed everything in the house was my fault such as leaving hard water spots on dishes and several times the freezer door was left open (not by me) so he tried attacking me about it and had to be held back by two people. this happened twice. i was also threatened by one of the residents because he was abusive to his girlfriend and i almost pepper sprayed him about it. it got to the point where i had to get a motel room a second time to avoid being hurt. and of course after this is when azzyisjazzy and i started talking.

anyway back to the present. azzyisjazzy thinks i was...listening to him and his bf my first night here just bc i was quiet? i thought they knew i was here lol. i literally cannot eavesdrop. i can hear loud talking and music and dog barking and dog nails on hardwood in my room. sometimes i can hear noises but that doesnt mean i understand what the noises are. at this point im convinced everyone thinks im faking my deafness. do i need to show everyone how scarred my ear drum is? that also has a hole in it?

and i guess this all got worse because i chose to stop being very close friends with all of azzyisjazzys friends. they were a lot of energy. i avoided them a lot because my idea of a good time is being quiet and doing a task together or watching tv or going to the park to look at critters and plants or something. i still tried, i was an audience to their musicals in the kitchen. and hung out when i was able to handle their energy, which was rare. azzyisjazzy thinks i was avoiding his show because i hated him when in reality i was busy with things i felt were more important such as my friend's mental health. azzyisjazzy even told me it was fine and that he understood. i also felt that none of them liked me very much anyway, so i just kind of stopped trying. i know one of them hated me because i got mad at him for making kill all furries jokes in the discord server we were in, and several times after that he would criticize my friends and i for stupid bullshit like putting in the announcements channel to not put chunks of food in the sink that does not have a garbage disposal in it.

the reason there are horses all over my walls is because azzyisjazzy heard gunshots and we were discussing whether or not we should call the cops in the discord server. my friend and i said no because theres no way to prove which direction it came from so on top of the cops not being able to do anything, we have black neighbors that might be questioned. furry hater guy said what does their race have to do with this and i dont remember what i said after it but he sent a horse emoji which is a reference to the meme of a horse standing at the sea with the caption "MAN" and i felt it inappropriate so i muted him for 10 minutes.

so the time my friend told someone to kill themselves? he had almost gotten hit by a car, and said "kill yourself for real" about the driver. furry hater guy got mad at this and said no suicide jokes. i misinterpreted it as another baseless criticism and told him to shut up. i was wrong for this and apologized, and later decided to just leave the server because i wasnt having fun in it anyway.

idk where to place these things in this giant block of text so theyre going at the end my friend and i used the dining room table to do crafts which is why azzyisjazzy bike locked the chairs. okay...ill just get my own i guess? he has threatened to put cameras up in the house which i am fairly certain is illegal because i do not consent and it would violate a reasonable expectation of privacy in the state of Missouri. also azzyisjazzy and i both agreed that nudity is not an issue, and when i am alone in the house sometimes i dont have a shirt on. i am a trans man, i have tits. that's inappropriate and once again im fairly certain that is illegal. missouri is a one party consent state so the only circumstance where recording me would be okay is if one of whoever is in the video or audio consents, such as if azzyisjazzy and i had a conversation. he could be the one to consent. but he doesn't say use his big boy words at me anymore so that wont happen. weve said a total of maybe 5 words to each other in the last month. i text him sometimes and he pretends not to see it but i know he does because he thinks me telling him his post got removed was bragging that i reported it. maybe my friends did? i dont control them. lmao.

hes also told my friends that me simply living here is an "escalation" and that if i continue to live here "things will get worse for me" those are threats. genuinely convinced that he knows a lot of what he is saying is made the fuck up or stretched truths just so "things will get worse"

btw, im not the one abusing the dog. she gets one walk a day and is barely played with because of how much azzyisjazzy works. all she does is sleep all day and bark out the window and piss on the couch and the floor and chew up shit azzyisjazzy leaves around the house, like a plastic tape dispenser. those plastic shards might be inside her stomach, by the way. that can and has killed dogs. many times.

i dont know what else to say. this is getting way too long. i certainly feel better after writing it though.

i may or may not respond to comments. i dont really feel like proving myself to a bunch of redditors, but considering these lies might follow me around for a while especially because finchsexroomate posted my FACE????? glad i look extremely different now (thanks hrt) and was wearing a mask lol. what sort of fucking insane behavior. i kind of wanted to post webcomics online, so i felt it necessary to do a bit of damage control. of course, all sides to this is mostly he said she said, so this only helps so much. but i said my truth, and ill stand by it. omission of details is because i forgot. this has been all over the last two years. my memory is shot because i got covid the first time i was in the motel and the repeated trauma hasnt helped. if someone brings up a good point i will respond to it.

anyway. ill move out when im able to. get the fuck over it.

good fucking lord.

im going to go do literally anything else more productive than this. get a new hobby. make a fursona and maybe youll feel better. fucking weirdos

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dungeonbf · 1 year ago

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ALSO I FORGOT TO ASK IN MY LAST MESSAGE (IF TUMBLR ATE IT AGAIN IM SO MAD) but do you have a design for your s/i? Because if you can't draw quem yourself I'd be happy draw quem for you! Just give me details on how you want quem to look and I'll do it for free as a gift for indulging with my selfship stuff.

OMG I WOULD LOVE THAT :3 I don’t have a specific design except for that qui looks like me (for obvious reasons). I have a picrew that looks mildly like me that I can expand upon :3

okay so take this but like. based. i think an-acc (or antcom, this applies to both of my s/is) has a prominently hooked nose, probably fangs (like darwinism for realicide where they’re all pointed, yk?) hmmm… honestly, i haven’t thought super deep into how qui’d look. for attire, it’s probably the usual anarchist get up (black hoodie, black boots, maybe a mask of some sort?) i think??

#APATITE THIS IS SO SWEET OF YOU TO OFFER #i really appreciate it i love your art so much #on my hands and knees #ancom.txt #egoism

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heresathreebee · 3 years ago

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@yespolkadotkitty it was YOUR ASK that tumblr ate I FINALLY FUCKING GOT MOTIVATION TO DO IT AND THE DAMN WEBSITE ATE YOUR ASK IM PISSED

Anyways mi amor Polkakitty asked me to do a Rick Flag fic with the prompt :"Think you can handle that much?" And I did it! 🧡

This fic is a neutral female reader insert but exists within the Ruby Moon Sunflower Seeds canon. Tags for explicit language and sexual content (18+), pre-wedding stress, controlling in-law behavior vs casual male flippancy, and Rick in baseball streetwear.

You're sitting at a grimy fold out table surrounded by stacks of paper and ready to call the entire wedding off when Rick casually– and without knocking just like all of his family members– walks into the room.

"What the fuck are you wearing?," you growl at him as you peer between your fingers.

Rick looks confused. His eyes sweep over his own attire– dry mud on his worn jeans and a baseball jersey. His face returns to you, nonplussed. "Why? What'sa matter?"

He meant with his clothes but you're not actually mad about those at all. "What's wrong is that while you've been kicking it with your cousins playing games, I've been trapped in this godforsaken room to hand write these godforsaken wedding invitations for people I have either never met or are already here!"

Rick nodded minutely, tossing his baseball glove aside on the nice furniture in the nice room– something you had been explicitly told not to do hence why you were writing letters on the shitty fold out. "I see… did aunt Eunice give you that fountain pen?"

You would have snapped the damn antique pen if your writing hand didn't hurt so much. "No. Your aunt Bess did and she's been fucking terrorizing me ever since this whole thing started!"

He had to have noticed. The wedding theme was not your or his colors– it was the colors aunt Bess regretted not doing for her second wedding. Your maid of honor was her reluctant daughter and the rest of the bridesmaids? Rick's single aunt and a few 'eligible' cousins. He has his friends as groomsmen save one uncle and brotherly cousin. Rick got to choose. You had never been given a choice for anything in this wedding and you say as much to him now.

"-- the cake is raspberry chocolate. I don't even like raspberry chocolate!," you dump your head in your hands and try not to cry.

You are surprised to feel something slip over your head– it's Rick's baseball cap– and gasp as he hoists you into his arms to carry you to the piano bench before plopping down with you in his lap. With your lip quivering, you wipe a stray tear from your cheek and mutter pathetically, "m not supposed to touch anything in here…"

Rick gives you a scowl. "You are an amazing woman. You're strong… you're tough… I've seen you disarm three dudes with a scarf and come away unharmed. So darlin'..."

"Why are you letting aunt Bess walk all over you?"

Your hands rest on his chest where the buttons are down and his undershirt shows. You work your jaw until you're sore, racking your brain for a succinct answer. He's right, you would never let anyone treat you like this before now, yet with aunt Bess you have endured nearly three months of it. Why?

You sigh and your voice quivers slightly. "Because it's not just her. It's everyone. I-I'm trying so hard not to be the Angry Bitch that everyone seems to be waiting for me to be. But now everything is completely out of my control and I haven't even had a chance to tell them that their won't be a bride's side of the family!"

Rick winces sympathetically. Where the Flag clan is purebred and a thousand strong (hence the mountains of invitations), your family is miniscule, an acquired group of misfits and not all of them are the type to bring to weddings. The only thing you are certain of is your mother will not come if she is invited and your father will probably come uninvited with malicious intent.

And as he seems to do more and more lately, Rick slips his hand beneath the length of your shirtdress and rubs his thumb in soothing circles on the bare skin of your thighs.

"I'm sorry darlin. To tell you the truth I was enjoying watching you squirm, waiting for you to stand up for yourself, but I never thought it would get this… complicated."

Your eyebrows pinch together. "Stand up for myself? These are not enemies on a metaphorical battlefield, Rick. This is your family– this is about to be our family! The last thing I want is to alienate either of us before we're even married!"

"Ok, I see that now." Rick sniffs and looks around, forming a plan in his head. "Look, tell me this: who do you want as your bridesmaids?"

You drum your fingers weakly against his chest. "Well, your cousin Maggie's a good kid–"

"Nonono," he interjects, "-- fuck what my family wants. Who do you want as your bridesmaids?"

He presses your foreheads together and waits patiently for your answer. It feels like forever has gone by since someone genuinely cared about what you want. You think through your tiny roster of friends and found family to find someone suitable for a wedding.

"...the Gotham City Sirens. Harley. Fuck it– mama Mbowe and Deadshot if he wants."

Rick laughs. "I didn't know you were buddy buddy with the Gotham City Sirens. And Harley? She's a total wedding crasher!"

"Harley would be so honored to be chosen, she would behave… until the after party."

Rick concedes with a nod. "I don't think Deadshot's gonna wear a dress, though. Harkness would be all over it, though."

Harkness is going to try and fuck your cousins, your aunts and your uncles, you grandmother, your dad–"

"Stop stopstopstop– " Rick shivers, "I get it! He's banned."

"... I want to call it off."

For a moment, the easy happiness on Rick's face melts into hurt before you continue–

"Just for now! I… I know everybody is obsessed with a summer wedding and venues are hard to book but… I want our wedding to be our wedding, not your family's wedding."

"You mean you wanna… postpone it?"

"Yes!" You wrap your arms around his shoulders and bury your face in his neck where his strong scent envelopes you. "That's what I meant, I'm so so sorry, my brain is fried and my nerves…"

Rick nods and blinks away the threat of tears. You almost had him there, his heart dropped into his stomach thinking you were really calling everything off...

You're starting to drift off as Rick rubs your back. It feels like he has single handedly yanked the weight of the world off of your shoulders. You know his family is going to be furious but you feel confident now in it being the right thing to do, especially knowing he'll be by your side on this decision.

That is until you hear a door somewhere slam open and a flurry of voices rise above the din of peaceful quiet. You look at Rick, climb off of his lap and trot to the door. You recognize some of them and they sound angry.

"What did you do?"

Rick shrugs– with his messaging app on his phone in his hand.

"Did you text them that the wedding is off??" Well this isn't going to help the situation. You cross the room again and stand above him. "You're an idiot."

"Well, I'm your idiot. Come here–"

He reaches up your skirt– your too busy cringing as you hear your name from somewhere outside– and pulls your underwear down your legs. "Rick!"

"Ssshhh!!" He gets a leg of yours free and deposits you back into his lap where you can feel the roughness of dirty denim on your bare butt. "You want 'em to hear you?"

"What the hell are you doing??," you whisper yell even as you feel your muscles clench and slick gathering from the inside.

Your fiancée gives you a wicked smile. "Trynna help you relax."

He hooks an arm around your waist to anchor you and stuffs you with two large fingers with his other hand. It burns so good it almost makes you scream but you bite down on your lip and accidentally slam your hand onto a few piano keys.

You feel Rick's hot tongue lavish your clavicle and up your neck to your ear before he whispers the filthiest thing.

"They're looking for you," he says, "but it's a big house and if we're quiet, they'll give up and regroup in one of the kitchens. We have maybe an hour before someone checks this room, and in that time, I'm going to fuck you nice and slow, until your bones are jelly and your body is satisfied."

You whimper as his fingers massage deeper than you could ever reach yourself and grip his jersey so tight the seams squeal.

"You been runnin' around doing everything everybody tells you to do. I know you've been sleeping like shit and you carry your stress on your shoulders. It's my turn to boss you around, but Imma make you feel good. So you're just gonna sit on this cock and let me guide you."

"I want you to relax and enjoy us." He pulls back to press his forehead to yours which is now perspiring lightly. "Think you can handle that much?"

You hum. "Yes sir…"

#three bees writing #ask answered #rick flag smut #colonel rick flag #rick flag x reader

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omegahime · 3 years ago

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Just in case tumblr ate my ask: can I request mjf’s girlfriend getting jealous/possessive and him kinda teasing her over it. (The situation would be a girl approaching him after a show or something like that?)

tumblr definitely ate ur ask bc i didn’t see this but this is such a concept （^人^）

so if there’s one thing max loves is being right, clearly

and there’s plenty of times where you’ve made fun of him for being possessive

and tbh i don’t necessarily peg max as being rlly possessive because he’s very secure in himself and knows you aren’t going anywhere but sometimes around the right people he gets a little tuggy

like pulls you close and wraps his arms around you and glares at anyone looking

BUT ANYWAYS in this case,

let’s go with it being fanmeet or something and maybe a fan comes up for a signature and is a little bit too flirty with him

and since you two aren’t really publicly dating it isn’t like you can do anything other than just watch from a distance like 😡😡

so later on you’re kinda pouty and short with him and you know it isn’t really his fault but you still get very im angy no talk me

and ofc he notices and he’s asking you what’s wrong and you DEFINITELY don’t want to give in and tell him that you’re jealous because you know he’s not gonna let you live it down

but you also know it isn’t reeeally fair to just be mad and not tell him why you’re mad

“i just…i. i didn’t like the way that girl talked to you.” you kinda admit quietly not making eye contact

and max, The Asshole™️ just breaks into this grin he’s loving it he’s like “oh? were you…jealous?”

you don’t respond immediately and max just laughs like “oh my god you WERE jealous!!! aww, my little baby evens pouting. i guess i spoil you way too much, huh?”

yea you knew he wouldn’t let you live it down

he literally bullies you for it anytime he gets

but he kind of loves it though because he loves being desired and he loves his partners to be feisty and fight for him he thinks it’s sexy

so beyond him making fun of you he does grab you up and kiss you and tell you no ring rats ever gonna replace you <3

i like to think sometimes during sex he rlly plays it up that you’re his little baby yknow

gets in your ear like, “don’t even want anyone else to look at me, huh? want me all to yourself, don’t you?”

kinda makes for some really great dirty talk who wouldve thunk it

#this one was rlly fun :-)#{ : mjf }#aew imagine #aew headcanon #aew smut #mjf imagine #mjf headcanons #mjf smut

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saintobio · 3 years ago

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Sera once thought: “Did Satoru even love her at all?” [Tobio, Saint. Sincerely Not. Tumblr, 2021]

I have to admit, it’s a very good question! When analyzing this question, I came to the conclusion that it has been repeatedly answered throughout the series and couldn’t help but wonder if there’s a better one we can ask ourselves. Upon my arrival back to my apartment not too long ago, I found one, a superior question, one that’s very critical, one that needs to be asked and demands to be answered:

Why the fuck is so hard to acquire cheesecake at 11 pm?

Because I just got home from class and my best friend’s boyfriend just ate the last slice. I’m tired, i’ve been hungover all day, it’s hot, and the entire train ride home I was thinking about how I was going to fuck up that slice of cheesecake I took from a wedding reception yesterday night in my drunken state and don’t get me wrong, him and I get along really well and I treat him just like how I treat my friend but right now i’m about to either slapbox him in the parking garage or break down crying, possibly both, who knows!

no memes, just a reaction because this one was the one that stuck with me the most and got me mcfucked up:

–Completely honest, I wouldn’t even get mad at Sera if she hypothetically was able to go off on Satoru for it, but if someone touched and revoked my scholarship over something that I had no control over because my older sibling fucked up, I’m not even going to elaborate on how i’d feel because I don’t know what I would have done. At the end of the day Jiro had no control over what Sera did and MC already has my respect and all my uwus but that scene where she gave Jiro the scholarship so he can continue studying, I can’t even explain my reaction other than:

-But if im wrong and part of the scholarship requirement is for yourself or family member to be an employee of the company, then it’s on sight with my older sibling, I could care less as to what they did, they better count their days.

Setting all of this aside, Imagine the power dynamic of DILF Toji and DILF-in-Training Satoru, they can ruin me anyday and i’d say please and thank you and ask them to do it again.

Saint, Im sending you positive vibes your way and wish you well. Hope you’re drinking water and getting enough sleep! Please put yourself first and take as much time as you need to come out with the next chapter, anybody who has some shit to say about it can personally meet me outside so I can slapbox them.

YULI SDJNSJ both ur memes and commentaries are always so funny to me i just love ur sense of humor sm <33 thanks for sending this through 😭

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not

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heyitsyn · 4 years ago

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Keeping Up With Seijoh Ep. 7

a/n: im sorry but takeru could take my uwus like hes so adorable yall 🥺😭

anon:

-LETS BE HONESTTT WITH OURSELVES. oikawa bringing takeru to practice cuz he forgot he promised to watch him n so he asks you to watch him while he rushes off to change— and then takeru goes OFF after he hears that YOURE the person uncle tooru keeps talking about. he basically just exposes oikawa, gets on your good side w all the embarrassing blackmail material he can provide, and oikawa comes back to you grinning like a madwoman HAHAHAHAHA c,:

tumblr moot:

-‘ Omg Takeru spills to his mom and grandmother how Oikawa had a crush and how awkward he is around this girl. Which leads to them inviting her over without Oikawa knowing. He comes home one day, a lil upset because yn wasn't at practice only to hear her giggling with his mother and sister while having tea ‘

NOW THIS IS THE REAL TEAAA!!!!!!!

TAKERU IS SUCH A MOOD MY GOD IMAGINE HAVING A CRACKHEAD UNCLE LIKE OIKAWA!!!!😭😭😭😭

uwu yes i love this req so lets start

so basically

two words:

uncle oikawa

bahahaha no not really but yes really tho

anyways

this is going to basically be the scenario where takeru has accepted you as his auntie

so sit down my little grasshoppers because this is finna be a long one

it all started when oikawa forgot his promise

now,

oikawa prides himself in being a know-it-all and being ‘responsible’ or shit like that but hes,,,,, far from that

like how he was currently running towards the gym where takeru’s volleyball class was at because he forgot that his sister made him promise to pick his nephew up since she was working overtime today

oikawa tooru didnt care about his appearance and the way he huffed as he sonic nyoomed his way there since he was more scared of what his sister would do to him if she finds out he was late

the sight of the gym door has never felt so good

‘TAKERU!!’

he yelled and a head peaked out that belonged to the one and only boy

‘uncle, youre so loud’

he chided and tooru rolled his eyes before grabbing his hand

‘hey, go get your stuff. im late and y/n is going go kill me if im not there’

takeru rolled his own eyes and went at a snail’s pace as he packed up his knee pads and his water bottles

‘TAKERU HURRY UP WHAT-!’

‘hmm,, dont lie uncle. you just want to see the pretty goddess nee-chan’

OKAY TAKERU DANG

so basically,,

its been mentioned that you call the boys a lot or its them calling you and oikawa happens to be the one who calls you constantly

and takeru lives with them and he’s usually up quite late so he hears tooru downstairs while talking to you

like one time, he couldnt sleep and his mom told him to drink warm milk to help him so he was just going down the stairs when he heard tooru laugh

now, dont get him wrong

hes heard his uncle laugh before so hes seen how he laughs around girls and it was like nails on a chalkboard

but this time, it sounded very genuine and his chuckles were almost,,, shy

and he figured that tooru was talking to a girl since he kept saying a girl’s name

‘y/n-chan~ youre so cute~ dont make me come over there and kiss you~’

oikawa cooed and takeru cringed

so he was talking to you

he was no stranger to your name as he once teased his uncle for being whipped and got an hour long rant about how beautiful you were and nice and angelic and how you were just an angel on earth

so yea he knew you

tooru’s voice became clearer as he stepped foot into the kitchen

even a child like him could tell his uncle was basically in love with you

and he doesnt even really know what love is!!

‘disgusting’

the child said and tooru, who believes in ghosts and is the biggest scaredy cat, shrieked at the sudden voice

‘oikawa-san? what’s wrong?’

your voice could be heard through his phone but tooru quickly told you good night and ended the call before he got off the chair and crossed his arms to stand in front of takeru

‘what did you say?’

he asked and takeru looked up at him, mimicking his pose

‘i said, its disgusting, uncle’

oikawa looked offended

‘what?! how could you say that?!’

takeru shrugged then he walked over to the fridge

‘yozora-kun told me that girls have cooties and we would die if we get it’

god it was such a childish thing to say but to an actual child like takeru, it sounded perfectly valid

‘its gross and nasty and he said you get all sweaty and you get a fever and ew’

tooru shook his head in disbelief before going over to help the boy get a glass

‘its not nasty or gross or disgusting, takeru. its actually,,, really nice. you dont die from it and you get sweaty when you get nervous and you dont get a fever, you just get flustered, thats all’

takeru still didnt believe him

‘well, he also said girls become monsters and they would eat your face’

KFJDSLFJSLDKIM SCREAMING

oikawa chortled

‘what?!’

‘you heard me. all girls are monsters and you should protect yourself, uncle’

but when he met you, my oh my, you were no monster

you were,,,,,, really really really pretty

poor takeru doesnt really know the real meaning of beautiful so he settled on you being really really really really pretty

like when oikawa dragged him in the gym, takeru stared at you

his mind couldnt process on the fact that someone as pretty as you even existed

but that doesnt really say much since hes only like 8

BUT STILL

oikawa was hurriedly shoving them both in the gym and he was annoyed that takeru was just standing there but he was really just watching you as you scurried around to give the team their towels

‘takeru! come on!’

tooru’s voice snapped him out of it so he finally walked forward

‘y/n-chan~!’

oikawa called out and iwaizumi was about to yell at him for being late but you already had your bad bitch face on and you were strutting over

‘oikawa tooru, do you know how late you are?!’

you scolded and pulled his ear down to your height

‘eeeehhhh~~??? y/n-chan dont be so rough! it hurts! dont hurt oikawa-san!’

he teased to ease your anger but you sucked in a sharp breath

‘ill make sure it hurts more’

oikawa turned pale and started pleading and stuttering

‘please pleaseplease y/n-chan, i had to pick up takeru and it was a total mess and-’

at the mention of takeru, you let go of him and you finally caught sight of the little boy

ohmygee he was so adorable and youre just a sucker for adorable kids so you kinda squatted to his height since the height difference wasnt that big

you gave him a big smile and waved a hand

‘hey, you must be takeru. im y/n’

the poor kid’s face turned red unknowingly and he stiffened before nodding aggressively

‘my name is oikawa takeru and i am 6 years old’

he hand out his hands to prove his age and you giggled before nodding

‘my name is l/n y/n and i am 16 years old’

you held out 10 fingers then switched to having 6 up like he did

‘waaaa youre,,,’

the boy paused to subtract with his fingers before looking up at you with wide eyes

‘youre 10 years older than me!’

you sweatdropped at the sudden thought of being old

‘hmm i guess i am’

you tilted your head to the side and continued to talk to the boy, completely oblivious to the stares from the others

they all sported a bright red blush and red ears at the thought of you being so good with kids and what if it was their own?

kindaichi gasped and held his hands to his face to cover the burst of all shades of red that decorated his entire face

OHMYGOSH THEYRE SO WHIPPED WHAT

‘ne, nee-chan, i know you’

takeru spoke as you led him to sit down on the bleacher, away from the practicing team and from any rogue balls

‘oh? you do?’

‘eung! uncle talks about you all the time! and he calls you too! i live with him, see, and nana yells at him for being on his phone during dinner because hes talking to you’

takeru admitted and you turned red, suddenly flustered

‘he talks about me? what does he say about me, take-chan?’

the little boy paused, holding his chin to think, then he lit up

‘he calls you beautiful goddess y/n-chan!’

YALL TAKERU IS SO CUTE WHAT THE HECK

‘he does?’

you asked, wholeheartedly surprised

takeru violently nods his head

‘yes! uncle talks about you all the time! my friend yozora wants to meet you too!’

‘hah? who is that?’

takeru sheepishly scratches his cheek

‘yozora-kun told uncle that girls are gross but uncle got mad and told him you were different because you were pretty and nice and yozora wants to see if you really were’

you laughed at the childish claims of this yozora boy

‘well,,, take-chan, do you think im gross?’

you asked, making the boy flustered again

‘no,,,, nee-chan is really pretty’

he mumbled while twiddling his fingers and you squealed before hugging him

‘oh, take-chan! you should visit more often!’

takeru nodded, smiling at how warm you were

‘eung! i love nee-chan! see? i can say i love nee-chan because im not a coward like uncle!’

you pulled away just slightly with a raised eyebrow

‘what are you talking about, takeru?’

the child puffed out his chest and his lip took on a smug angle

‘uncle talks to the mirror every morning! he says hes practicing! he takes forever just saying he loves you in the mirror and he doesnt let me pee! but its okay! because uncle can keep being coward but i get the pretty nee-chan!’

a disbelieving smile settled itself on your face and you absentmindedly caressed his smaller hand

‘what else does uncle do, take-chan? you see, nee-chan wants to tease him!’

takeru paused then lit up

‘oh! before i was born, mama told me uncle ate flowers because he thought his fart would smell like roses!’

‘hah?!’

your cries of shock made the boy laugh and you joined in with him

‘also! iwa-nii made me a tree house, right?! and uncle wanted to go in but he was too big so he got stuck at the front door! iwa-nii had to take the front part out and used soap to get him out!’

your cackles attracted the now ready captain and oikawa had an uneasy look

that little brat mustve told you some embarrassing stories based on how you laughed

‘oi! takeru! you shut your mouth right now, young man!’

he shouted and quickly stomped over to you at the bleachers

but you held the boy close, protecting him from the angry brunette

‘no! you stay away, oikawa-san! nee-chan will protect you, take-chan!’

you proclaimed and takeru was more than happy to snuggle closer and stick his tongue out at his uncle

you had a similar mischevious look and a wide but scary grin on your face that spelled nothing but trouble

was he,,,, being blackmailed right now?

tooru was scandalised at the thought and the act causign him to lunge over to you, tickling your sides so you could loosen your grip on the child

but you held on, giggling loudly causing takeru to also laugh when tooru’s fingers would touch his side too

‘no! stop-! ack-! tooru!’

you shouted but tooru was able to find an opening to grab takeru by under his arms and you reached over to grab him back but he was already lifted high

‘now what did you tell her, you brat?’

‘nothing!’

takeru shrieked but tooru hummed, not quite believing him

‘i dont think so’

tooru sat down on the floor and placed takeru on his lap with his fingers quickly hitting his ticklish spots

‘NOOO!!!! UNCLE!!!!’

you giggled and joined over, completely forgetting where you were and what your responsibilities are

okay can we take a second on how cute this moment is?

like despite the team practically being in love with you, they couldnt help but think of how much you guys looked like a family

iwa herded everyone to stop staring and keep practicing bc he knew that this was the first time tooru has been truly happy in a very long time

by the end of practice, you and takeru were practically best friends already

you were very sad to have to let him go home but he promised to come back soon

tooru gave him over to iwa so he could talk to you while you were packing up

you were putting on your jacket when you felt him tap your shoulder

with a smile, you turned around and he mirrored your grin

well,,, it was more like a shy and bashful grin

from behind him, you could see takeru being lifted by mattsun and his laughter echoed in the wind

tooru noticed your gaze then chuckled softly

‘thank you for,,, yanno,, keeping him busy’

you waved your hands around with a laugh

‘nonono! its okay! really! hes so adorable that i look forward to seeing him again!’

he let out a relieved sigh then placed his hands in his pockets, rocking on the balls of his feet

‘y/n,, youre really good with kids’

that comment made you flustered but you waved it off

‘nah, i just connect with them more. theyre so easily entertained and the innocence is nice’

‘well,, youll be a great mother in the future’

you chuckled then ruffled his soft hair

‘youll be a great father in the future then oikawa-san’

at first, he was just going to laugh it off but then the image of you playing with a child who possessed chocolate brown locks and beautiful e/c eyes appeared

he turned red and he fumbled for a response, completely speaking gibberish with no idea of what to even say

unfortunately for him, the team was not in a far distance and they could hear oikawa sputtering nonsense so to ‘help’ him, they started shouting for you guys to hurry up

‘come on! lets go, you guys! the bakery closes in a 10 minutes!’

makki yelled and you perked up and waved to signal you were going

‘come on, oikawa-san!’

you grabbed his hand and pulled him along

takeru noticed his uncle’s red face and a cute sly smile creeped up on his face

‘hmmm,,,,’

then he started a plan

and wow god must’ve wanted him to succeed because its like the fates and the stars and the universe just aligned

takeru was walking with his mom around a supermarket when he noticed your familiar h/c hair

‘y/n nee-chan!’

he shrieked before he could even stop himself and you were startled, wildly looking around for the person who said your name

‘nee-chan!’

takeru shouted again, running away from his mom towards you

‘takeru-!’

yall what is oikawa’s sister’s name? lets name her ‘tara’

tara shouted for her son and ofc ran after him when he didnt listen

‘takeru!’

you greeted back and winced a little when the force fo the little boy crashed into your legs

‘nee-chan! momma, look its nee-chan!’

takeru said when his mother caught up to him

‘oikawa takeru! you never run in the store like that again, you hear me?’

she scolded but then smiled up at you

‘oh hello darling, you must be y/n. im tara, tooru’s older sister and takeru’s mom’

she outstretched her hand for you to shake so you awkwardly shook it

‘uh-im l/n y/n’

‘momma! shes the pretty nee-chan i told you about! and shes the one uncle talks to every night!’

you cringed a little when takeru was excitedly talking as he was attracting other people with his loud voice

tara bless her heart noticed your discomfort and told you to go and follow her to the checkout if you were done

she ended up paying for your stuff despite your protests but she excused it as ‘consider this as payment for putting up that idiot brother of mine’

takeru wanted to show off so he held your bags but you still held on to their own to help tara out

‘ne, nee-chan! why are you not with uncle? its practice today, right?’

takeru asked as you three walked down the street

‘natsu’s sick so i was picking up some porridge for him to eat. i excused today because i wanted to take care of him’

takeru lit up

‘nee-chan! you should come over! nana wants to meet you too!’

tara rolled her eyes at her son with a smile

‘no, take-kun. nee-chan needs to go home to look after-’

‘ah, its okay, oikawa-san! natsu wont be awake for a while so i can spare an hour or two’

‘yey!’

tara made small talk with you while takeru hummed in front of you

‘thank you so much for putting up with my two boys, y/n. i heard from hajime that you kept takeru company while tooru practiced’

you nodded

‘it wasnt a big deal though. i love takeru, hes a sweetheart. and oikawa-san takes good care of him’

tara chuckled

‘as much as takeru loves to poke fun at tooru, he really does appreciate him you know? without a father, i worried on who would be his male figure. but tooru lived up to his title and takeru wants to do everything he does. like say, volleyball’

you followed along and you could see the little bits of tooru even by the way takeru walked

the little skip that his uncle had seemed to copy itself on to the nephew with even the happy humming

‘oikawa-san is,,, a really great person’

you off-handedly mentioned and tara looked at you from the corner of her eye

warmth blossomed in her chest because although she knew how much of an insecure and rash person her brother was, he deserves someone who talks about him with such love in their voice

even the look in your eyes was enough to make her think,

yep, you are the one

omg nana oikawa is ltr head-over-heels for you already

the love for y/n is an oikawa thing

when takeru opened the door, nana oikawa rushed to greet her grandson when she saw another person

a girl

‘nana! nana! this is y/n nee-chan! uncle’s pretty goddess!’

uwu nana knows who exactly you are

lets just say shes exactly like takeru and has witnessed her son lovingly talk to some y/n girl at 3 in the morning

and her son has expressed his love and admiration towards you every chance he can

so yes lets just say she knows who you are

thats why nana brightly smiled and quickly ushered you into the house

‘oh come in! come in! takeru-kun, go lead y/n-chan to the couch and make her comfortable! ill get tea!’

takeru nodded and he grabbed your hand with his small one to go to the living room

you awkwardly sat stiffly, not exactly knowing what to do as this entire family seemed to know who you are

takeru settled himself beside you and was actively talking about what they did at volleyball practice today

you were enamored in his story that you didnt notice nana walk in with a try of tea with tara trailing behind her with cookies

you moved to help her but nana shook her head with a gentle smile before sitting down at the chair beside the couch

‘here you go, dear’

you bowed slightly and held the cup of green tea

everyone was now settled and you were nervously tapping your finger against the cup

you dont even know why youre nervous

its like youre suddenly meeting your boyfriend’s family without your boyfriend actually there

‘so,’

you jumped a little at the voice of nana and she smiled at you

‘oh dear dont be so nervous! we’re not that bad! we dont bite’

‘unless you want us to’

takeru whispered and you giggled, ruffling his hair with your free hand

‘so youre the famous y/n-chan then?’

you nodded again

‘takeru told us all about his adventures at seijoh the other day and, well,, he likes to tease his uncle but,, we believe him’

tara smiled, remembering her son’s words

‘nee-chan, i told them that uncle was very weird and shy and awkward and it was so weird’

he whispered, yet still able to be heard by everyone in the room

‘oh my, when we heard that we couldnt believe a person, much less a female, could even do that to him! i worried that my son would never develop interest in any girl but it seems i was worrying for nothing!’

nana giggled and you couldnt help but smile, realizing her laugh sounded exactly like tooru’s

‘you know, y/n, tooru’s never really had a crush before. and believe me, id know but even with his last girlfriend, which was also his first, he didnt seem interested at her in that way-well, maybe he was but he wasnt exactly enamored with her like he is with you’

you knew little about tooru’s first and last girlfriend

it was the butt of mattsuhana’s jokes all the time but you never partook bc you could see how,,, sad,,, tooru looks whenever its brought up

but you turned red,hand waving at her last comment

‘oh nonono, youre wrong. uhh, how do i say this,, oikawa-san,,, he just appreciates me bc,, i,,, reject his advances,, and,,, bring him milk bread,,, and banana milk,,,, and such,,,’

you trailed off and the two older women shared a look behind their cups

heh, it was refreshing to have tooru do the chasing this time

‘you must be wondering how, we, you know, know you, right?’

you nodded at nana’s question

she chuckled then placed her tea down

‘you see, we are aware of tooru’s,,,, expiditions. and by that, we mean the interest of others in him and his returned interest. but hes our family so we know that his interest is,, actually fake’

you looked down, knowing exactly what shes talking about

‘especially with girls, we see his annoyance, his ignorance, and we’re not proud of it. but with you, when he talks about you, its as if he was talking about the,,, the love of his life!’

you were startled, not sure if you should be proud of that or confused about that

‘mom! dont say that!’

tara nagged but nana shrugged her off

‘no, i want to express my gratitude for this girl. y/n, i want you to know now that,,, my son is damaged’

‘takeru cover your ears’

tara hurried and the boy shot his mother a confused look but still did it anyways

‘tooru,,, feels that he shouldnt burden us as he’s now the man of the house after his father and i’s separation. and,,, perhaps its the past of his father’s but,,, he doesnt let anyone in, except for us and hajime’

nana oikawa’s eyes held sadness

a raw emotion that shouldnt be shown to a stranger but by how much and how often tooru talks about you, she practically knew you already

‘and he refuses to do anything that isn’t necessary. he hates doing pointless things unless they will serve him purpose in the future thats why he focuses on that damn sport so much, even giving himself injuries! i worried and worried for him but then,, you came along. all the sudden, i see the life in his eyes that was wrongly taken from him, be replaced and its all because of a girl. ive never heard tooru talk about someone else other than his team or hajime so it was quite a surprise for us that he found someone who was, what he considers, worth his time. and the way,, the way he looks when he talks,,, y/n, i believe you are what he says, an angel’

a sudden wave of tears appeared as nana oikawa looked up to meet your eyes and you let out a stiff laugh but you tightened your grip on your cup

‘you are,,, my son’s angel’

DKFLJSKDFJDSLKFJSDLKFJD MY FEELS

the conversation was quickly shifted by tara as she could see the conflict in the way your eyebrows furrowed and the rapid movement of your pupils

she knew that you were probably still at a stage that you didnt realize your captain’s real and authentic feelings for you and she didnt want you to find out this way

tara knows how emotional her mother can get regarding her son so she switched to another topic to not get too in deep with the whole situation

next thing you knew, you were giggling and laughing at nana oikawa’s merciless onslaught of her son’s childhood events

you attempted to hide your laugh by sipping your drink but it still came out wholeheartedly

‘yes! i wondered for a whole week as to why my roses were disappearing and i never would’ve thought id find my son eating them at 6 in the morning!’

nana cackled while takeru was so laugh-tired that he slumped over to your side, completely breathless

‘oh! dont forget the mickey mouse one! you see, y/n, we spent about a week at my aunts house and tooru saw a mouse! the poor child woke everyone up at midnight, screaming about a mouse sleeping next to him! and just to top it off, we visited disneyland and, whew, we just know now to avoid mickey mouse. to this day, that child is still traumatized by that cartoon’

meanwhile at seijoh,

oikawa was sneezing nonstop and iwaizumi has bonked him many many times now

‘OI! IF YOU GET SICK RIGHT NOW I WILL HIT YOU!’

‘OH GREAT! ILL BE SICK AND HAVE A CONCUSSION AT THE SAME TIME! THANKS IWA-CHAN!’

tooru irritably snapped and iwa was even surprised at how snippy he was

‘oi, what crawled up your ass and died today’

oikawa pouted then stomped his foot like a child

‘y/n isnt here today’

‘oikawa shes taking care of her cousin! she has a life outside of us you know?’

makki teased but flinched when tooru stomped his foot harder

‘but im her life! im all she needs!’

the entire team sweatdropped at the sight of makki and mattsun holding back their bara arms vice captain from beating up their captain

‘ill be sure to give him mickey mouse stickers next time!’

you teased and they laughed

there was still remaining giggles left when the door handle twisted and the front door opened, revealing the man of the hour himself

takeru perked up and ran to the door to greet his uncle

‘uncle! uncle!’

he exclaimed and tooru sighed before grinning at him

his ears twitched at a familiar muffled giggle but he thought nothing of it by excusing it as him missing you so much that hes now hearing you

the thought of you dampened his mood again

‘uncle is too sad to play with you, takeru’

takeru’s head tilted to the side and one eyebrow was raised

‘heh? why? iwa-nii bonk you too hard?’

tooru shook his head solemnly

‘no. my darling wasnt there today and-’

‘oikawa-san, welcome home’

you emerged into the small hallway and tooru’s jaw dropped

then he snapped out of the surprise and ran straight towards you, picking you up and twirling you around

‘Y/N-CHAN~~~~~!!!!!’

he cheered and you giggled, trying to hold on to his shoulders to stabilize yourself

‘dont be so loud, oikawa-san’

you chided but with a smile

tooru calmed down however he still held you in his arms and was looking up at you with a grin, completely missing the fact that youre even at his house

‘its so nice to have y/n-chan greet me at the door. its like i have a wife! you wanna be my wife, y/n?’

you blushed a deep red and flicked his forehead

‘oikawa-san, your mother and sister is-’

you whispered harshly but a sudden shout made you both turn

‘NO! NEE-CHAN IS MY WIFE! NOT UNCLE’S! SHES TOO PRETTY FOR A COWARD LIKE UNCLE! I WILL FIGHT FOR NEE-CHAN! SURRENDER, UNCLE!’

you and oikawa looked at each other exasperatedly but with a fond look in your eyes

‘go’

you whispered

‘avenge me, oikawa-san’

that was enough for him to drop you gently and run to tackle takeru, who was giggling and kicking the air

you returned to your spot on the couch but shrunk back at the smirks the two oikawa women were directing to you

nana oikawa wanted you to have dinner with them so you stayed and oikawa held your hand under the table

even though they could obviously see it but yanno just stay quiet

‘y/n-chan, as much as i love you being here and meeting my family, how did you get here?’

takeru proudly raised his hand and swallowed his food

‘I BROUGHT NEE-CHAN HERE! I SAW HER AT THE MARKET!’

tooru nodded and reached over to ruffle his head

‘thank you, takeru! you turned uncle’s bad day to a good one!’

you turned to him with a worried look

‘huh? did something happen while i was away?’

tooru shook his head and pouted at you with his puppy eyes

‘y/n-chan wasnt there at practice today and oikawa-san missed her very much and-’

‘oikawa-san, please refrain from speaking in third person’

‘BUT Y/N-CHAN-!’

again, the two oikawa women shared a look

yep, you are the one

oikawa naturally took it upon himself to walk you home by saying ‘y/n-chan shouldnt walk home by herself!’

but in reality, he just wanted to spend more time with you because he didnt get to do that today

he just wanted his daily fill of you

O_O

aNYwAys

you both were walking down the street, hand-in-hand

KDSFJLSDKFJ FLASHBACKS FROM THE OIKS ROUTE

‘i love your family, oikawa-san’

you said and he giggled

‘well, just wait a few years and youll be a part of it too’

you blushed and smacked him on the chest making him wince and exagerrate an ‘ow!’

‘your mom,,, really loves you. and your sister, and takeru! theyre really nice and im happy your family loves you so much’

‘what about you? do you love me?’

you hummed

‘eung! i love oikawa-san! and the boys! i love all of you!’

DKFLJSDKFJSDLKFSJD NOOOOO FLASHBACKS AGAIN TO THE KUWS EPISODE OF THEM LEAVING AND OIKAWA TELLING HER HE LOVES HER ANDFJDKFJSDKFLDKJ ACK! FEELINGS!

oikawa had a sad smile on but he didnt push any further

‘well! you met my family already so now its my turn to meet yours!’

you turned to give him a deadpan expression

‘oikawa-san, my father chased you with a broom. i dont think its safe for you to even step foot at my front porch’

oikawa scoffed and puffed out his chest smugly

‘hah! your oikawa-san is a strong man! he doesnt get scared over some broom!’

‘oh! oikawa-san! i need to get your opinion on this! i want to give iwa-san this mickey poster but-’

noticing that oikawa was no longer walking beside you, you turned around to see him staring at the spot you were previously at

‘oikawa-san?’

he didnt answer and you giggled

‘oh? is it mickey mouse? you scared?’

you neared the phone to his face and then his eyes settled on the terrifying face of the disney character

oikawa screamed

a/n: AAAAAAAAA WE FINALLY GETTING THROUGH REQS AND IM SO HAPPY THAT MY TEACHER IS SO NICE AND OMGOMGOMG MY FRIEND GOT INTO AN ACCIDENT AND WE WERE TALKING ABOUT HOW A BIRD GOT INTO OUR CLASSROOM AND SDKFJDSLFKJSDLKFJSDLFKJNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyways, how yall been? i know ive been gone for a hot sec but uwu hey!!!

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Chapter 4: You're Our Omega, And We're Your Alphas

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*Dean's POV*

Y/N's now six months along in the pregnancy. I was pacing the locker room lost in my thoughts, until Y/N, snaps me out of it. "Dean?" She calls out from the door of the locker room, with one hand on her belly and the other on her hip. "Yes, Baby Doll?" I replied looking at her. "I'm hungry. I want jalapeno cheetos and yogurt." She said waddling over to me carefully. "In my duffle bag is some cheetos you like, and the yogurt is in the fridge over there, Baby Girl." I replied to her as I held her hips and kiss her softly. She smiled kissing back. "Thank you, Daddy." She said softly to me so, only I hear it.

"You're welcome, Baby Doll." I replied. There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I called out. "Nia and Randy." Randy calls back. "Come in." I said to them. "Hey." They said as they walked into the room. "Hey. What's up?" I asked. "Nia and I, are coming to watch over Y/N." Randy said. "Okay. She is not to leave either of your sides." I said as I finished taping my wrists off for my match. Nia nods her head. "We know Dean. I will not let her out of my sight. Someone tries to hurt her I'll break the bones." Nia said. "Good." I replied as Y/N absentmindedly watched videos and ate her food. I kissed her forehead before I went to leave for my match tonight.

*Little time skip*

After my match with Baron, i walked to my locker room and seen Y/N, sleeping and Randy and Nia talking quietly. Y/N stirs in her sleep whimpering a little. Knowing the reason she is stirring I lay my hand softly on her belly humming to sooth the pups movements. After a minute the pups relax and Y/N stops stirring and whimpering. Her eyes flutter open as she looks at me "Thank you" she whispers softly before drifting back off to sleep. "You're welcome, Baby Doll." I whisper to her. I look over at Randy and Nia. "What are y'all talking about?" I asked them as I stood up and walked over to them. "Randy here is wanting to court a female but can't figure out how what to get her" Nia said to me as she looks at me." I looked at Randy "What is one thing that she loves more than anything?" I asked him as I sat down and talked with them. "She loves to draw, dance, take photographs" Randy replies to me. "Okay. Why don't you buy her one of them computers that will allow her to record videos, has the pen and apps to draw, a camera to take as many photo's her little heart desires." I offered. "Thank you, I just said that to him" Nia said. "You can also get it in her favorite color(s) too." Nia said. "It won't be cheesy will it?" Randy asked us. "No, it won't but, even if it is, it's the thought that counts." Nia said. "I agree with Nia. The courting gift that I picked out for Y/N, was a necklace with a little teddy bear and ice cream pendants on it. She loved it and wears it still to this day." I said to him.

"Thanks you too" Randy said to me. "You're welcome" Me and Nia said at the same time to Randy. "So, who's all coming to the baby's shower?" Nia asked me. "Well for a sure note so, far it is going to be, You and Randy, Lana, Rusev, Me, Roman, Seth, some of the other wrestlers and divas will be there as well. Y/N invited her family and friends outside of the wwe as did me and the guys did. Y/N wasn't leaving her friends that has been like family to her since she's been here." I said. Nia smiled as she nods. "You okay?" Randy asks. "Yeah just hoping I'll be a good father." i said to them as I turned my head to check on Y/N before I turned back to Randy and Nia. "You will be Dean" I heard a small voice say. I turn my head to the voice and it was Y/N, sitting up on the couch rubbing her eyes softly. "I'm sorry, Baby Doll. I didn't mean to wake you up." I said to her as I watched her get up and waddle over to me to sit on my lap. "No, Daddy it's okay." Y/N said to me as she snuggles into me.

Roman and Seth, walked into the room and looks at us. "Wrapped around her finger" Roman whispered to Seth. "I heard that. And I won't argue with the statement either. I don't care that I am wrapped around her finger." I said to them. Nia and Randy just chuckled as they stood up. "We're going shopping to get stuff for the Baby shower." Nia said. "Rusev, and a few of the others will meet us at the huge mall" Randy said to us. "What happened between him and Lana." Nia asked Randy. "Lana divorced him for another alpha."

I looked down at Y/N, as she was eating her food while looking at her Tumblr. I smiled seeing her happy and relaxed for once and not upset and scared. She went from lookin' at Tumblr to lookin' at Wish. I knew she wanted something by the fact she would pout at me and show me what she was looking at. I pulled out my wallet, an handed her my credit card. "Get whatever you want Baby Doll." I said to her. Triple H walked in and seen what I did and chuckles. "She definitely gets what she wants." Roman nods. "He doesn't tell her no" He said. Y/N, giggles softly. "Nope, I don't tell her no. If she wants something she gets it." I said to everyone. "Told you." Randy, said to Seth. Seth, grumbles and hands Randy, fifty dollars. "Alright Baby Doll, I have to go get ready for my match." I said as I softly set Y/N, down. She whines softly "Nooooo." I frown a little "I promise, I'm coming back as soon as I am done with my match."

"Okay." She said. I hated leaving her side but I still had a job to do. I give her a kiss on the lips before I walked to the gorilla pen. "Here is your number one contender for the Wwe world heavy weight championship. Dean Ambrose!!!!" Jillian announced. I walked out to the ring with a firm glare set on my face. I knew this was going to be a long match because I was going against, Matt Hardy. He is one hell of a fighter and neither one of us get along with the other all that great.

As the match went on me and Matt were both bloody. I was able to get him with Dirty Deeds. "1...2...3... and your new champion is Dean Ambrose." The ring announcer says threw the mic. I walk up the ramp backwards holding the title up in my hands smirking evily.

I walk behind the curtain and walk down the corridor to my assigned locker room. I hear shouting and stuff crashing. I ran into the room seeing Y/N, hiding and Rusev and Bobby Lashley going at it while Seth and Roman are protecting Y/N, by standing in between her and them. "What the fuck is going on?" I yelled. "Bobby started it with Rusev." Nia said. Nia and Randy are trying to break them up. Bobby throws a vase at Rusev who ducks and it hits the wall beside Y/N's head. Dean dropped his belt and grabs Bobby, and throws him. "Now you fucked up you son of a bitch" I scream heated as I swing on Bobby. Y/N was shaking and crying. Seth picked her up checking her. He seen her hand is cut from accidently setting her hand on it trying to push against the wall to hide from all the yelling, and she was bleeding on the cheek from the glass bouncing off the wall. "Roman she has glass in her hand and cheek" Seth said. Roman's eyes went wide and he growls and pulls me away and grabs, Bobby himself. "Your my next match next week. I'm gonna show you what pain feels like" He said throwing Bobby, out the room and drags him to Triple H where him and The Rock was talking. They look at him and he tells them what happened. The Rock, growled "Make that a tag team match." He didn't like Alphas messing with other Alphas ladies or them causing harm to females.

"I will go announce it tonight at the end of the show." Triple H, said to Roman. Roman nods walking back not seeing us because we had took Y/N, to the infirmary. Roman panicked and only got angrier. "Y/N!!!!" He said looking for Y/N, Seth and Dean up and down hallways and locker rooms. Y/N, jumps hearing Roman yell for her. "Roman's mad." She whimpers softly looking at Seth. "Shhh it's okay. I'll go get him and let him know you're safe." Seth said to her softly kissing her cheek that wasn't cut. I held Y/N's, hand while Seth, went to find Roman. "Hey, she is okay just a small little cut on the cheek and the palm of her hand." Seth told Roman. "No, one came and fucking told me she was being taken to the infirmary." He said enraged by the fact no, one told him that Y/N, was going to the infirmary. "Calm down, Roman. We just wanted to make sure she was okay and not seriously hurt." Seth said to Roman. "And I'm her mate I should know too." He yells. "Okay, next time we will tell you. Please calm down. Y/N, can feel your anger and it is upsetting her." Seth adds as he looks at Roman. Roman rubs his hand down his face sighing. "Okay. I am calm. Now can I go see her?" Roman asked. Seth steps out of his way to let him by. Roman walked into the infirmary where Y/N, was at sitting on the edge of the bed and I was between her legs comforting her. "Daddy Roman!" She said reaching for him. He looks at her and walked over kissing her lips resting his head on hers. "I'm sorry Princess, for upsetting you." Roman said apologizing to her. She snuggles into him. "It's okay. You were worried about us. I understand, Daddy." She said. "I love you, Daddy." She whispered to him. "I love you, Princess." Y/N, smiles softly at his words until she whimpers seeing someone walk in.

"Oh look the big dog has been tamed by the little bitch." Dolph said laughing as he looks at Roman. "What did you just say about them?" I said to him. "I called her a Little bitch." He repeated. Roman growls pulling away from Y/N, making her whimper and reach for Roman. "She isn't no, such thing. She is beautiful and smart." Roman said. His eyes changed to a fiery red. "What's wrong Big Dog? Your lesh being pulled to tame you some more." Dolph said. "You can say what you want about me. But, you leave Y/N, the fuck alone." He said punching him in the jaw hard. Y/N, watched what was happening. I picked up Y/N, and carried her out as Seth pulled Roman, off Dolph. "Come on Roman, stop before you get arrested." Seth said as he pushes Roman back. "I don't care. No, one calls Princess, a Little Bitch." He said to him as he looks at him. "But beating him almost to death isn't gonna do anything either. Roman roars and throws stuff starting to get everyone's attention. "Roman you need to calm down." Seth said, to him. I knew Roman would calm down if Y/N, was there to sooth his angry Alpha side. "Okay I wanna help him. Take me to Daddy Roman, please?" She said reading my mind. I nodded my head carrying her. "Okay Baby." I set her on her feet as she makes slow steps towards Roman. He felt her presents and swiftly turns to her, eyes still red. "Daddy, its me. Your Princess. Y/N" She said softly reaching her hand up to touch his cheek. He growls a little but not to scare her. He wraps his arms around her waist pulling her close to him. "Shhh relax. It's okay. I'm okay, and I am safe." She said soothing the angry Alpha. He placed his head on her shoulder nudging her neck softly with his nose which earned a small mewl from Y/n's, lips.

I watched relieved that he calmed down. I hated seeing my brothers upset. Me, Roman, and Seth were like brothers.

#wwe fanfiction #wwe raw #wwe smackdown #wwe nxt #abo #stephanie mcmahon #triple h #wwe x reader smut #wwe the shield x reader #x reader #fanfic #wwe x reader

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heavensgateiowa · 4 years ago

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TUMBLR ATE THE ASK AND IM SO MAD ABOUT IT but this is for the anon that asked for 24 on the kiss prompt list!!! sorry it took so long ahshdjf

24. Deep kisses where they have their hands tangled in each other’s hair to pull them closer.

It was rare for them both to be alone in the studio. Willie had practically moved in, partly at Julie’s insistence- and that meant he got to be close to Alex way more often, but alone with him a lot less.

They’d been out for a walk along the pier, people-watching and talking about nothing, and Alex had expected the others to be there when they got back. But when they walked through the studio doors, the lights were still off.

“They must be in the house.” Alex shrugged, turning back and expecting to head back up to look for them in Julie’s room. But Willie tugged on his wrist, and Alex looked up to see a glint in his eye.

“We can meet them in a minute.” He shrugged, feigning nonchalance, and Alex blinked, letting himself be pulled in by Willie’s hand on his sleeve. Willie’s arms looped over his shoulders, and he pressed his lips against Alex’s, soft and chaste.

Willie leaned back to read Alex’s expression, but before he could he was swept back up into another, deeper kiss. Alex’s hands went up to tangle into Willie’s hair, still windswept from their walk along the pier, and his thumb swept back and forth across the side of Willie’s head, keeping a slow, steady rhythm as they kissed.

When they broke apart for a moment to take a breath, Willie moved his hand to sweep Alex’s hair away from where it had fallen in his face. He didn’t notice Alex leaning in to kiss him again, and the surprise made him tangle his fingers deeper into Alex’s hair. Willie thought, as he did almost every time he kissed Alex, that he was falling for him all over again.

#teddy’s fics #ficlet #jatp #willex #julie and the phantoms

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frogtanii · 4 years ago

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i think tumblr ate the ask i sent yesterday ➖👄➖ is this what pain feels like? (its 🔮 btw HAHAHAHA)

first of all, listen bestie, i know i tell you to get enough sleep, 8 hours and all that, AND I WAS GONNA GO TO BED I SWEAR but then i was brainstorming ideas and shi, and it was 2am where im at before i realized it, and i cackled evily when i saw that you posted the new pf chapter.

i n h a l e s

this is gonna be all over the place, this is your fair warning HAHAHAHAHA.

(#savethecamels2021😔👊)

osamu, that isnt a happy, committed relationship hun- YEAH SO WHAT IF Y/N HAS A HAREM, AT LEAST THEYRE HAPPY AND COMMITTED!

i was really feeling the chapter but then i started giggling at the 'meiko rubbing off her makeup on osamu's black shirt in an attempt to comfort him' lanzjsnsj HAHAHAHAHA.

but do i feel bad for him? yes, i do, but did he deserve that one? yes he did.

im not exactly sure why he'd blame y/n for the breach in his and atsumu's relationship? i mean, osamu is pretty nasty to y/n in front of the other members, and atsumu is a witness to how much of an asshole his brother can be towards her, so maybe his shitty attitude is the reason his brother doesnt like him?? didnt he ever consider that?? i dont recall y/n ever talking shit about the other members (except meiko, she deserves it) behind their back-

next point, FROGGY PUT SUNA AWAY IM NOT READY TO START DISLIKING HIM FOR THE MERE FACT THAT HE ASSOCIATES HIMSELF WITH MEIKO.

(i went, "oh, there's daichi" while reading aknxjsn)

also, i get that osamu got mad, but thats not really a reason to corner someone like that. i suppose, yes he regrets it, but that doesnt change the fact that y/n was actually, genuinely scared of him and what he could have done to hurt her in a place she could have, and should have considered a home. same goes for what the other guys did, and theyre making up for it.

"....i don’t know what’s happening and i don’t know what to tell you to make you leave me alone,” made me tear up a little, the girl seemed really scared. it sucks to think that people actually go through that in real life.

(its hella shitty to feel scared in a place youre supposed to feel safe in 🥺)

i love the character and the way you wrote and portrayed him, but good riddance, he should be ashamed. he didnt have a justifiable reason to do that to y/n.

also i want atsumu hugs 🥺 like the touch starved lunatic

NEXT POINT, that one anon is right though, and idk if i should be thanking your other anons or what, because they make me question everthing i know in pf- but WHAT IF SOMEONE HAD AN STD AND SHE ACTED AS A CARRIER AND PASSED IT ON TO EVERYONE?

#saveyachi2021, it hasnt been a full week yet has it? HAHAHAHAHAH

im gonna stop here and actually go to bed, and i dont have any headcanons at the moment, but i do have gossip about myself, lowkey a cry for help 😙✌️

i recently tried reaching out to this guy i had a crush on 2 years ago, and im classmates with him now. i have 2 friends who are friends with him and they were the ones who convinced me to chat him. obvi, its not a consistent chatting thing, its been about 2 days. BUT MY FRIENDS HAVE CONVINCED ME THAT HES LOWKEY HUSBAND MATERIAL OKAY?? I COULDNT RESIST, LIKE HE WANTS A ONE AND DONE RELATIONSHIP LASTING ALL THE WAY TO MARRIAGE OR WHATEVER attachment/commitment/abandonment issues are very confused, BUT THATS NOT THE POINT. do i want something to happen? yes, but im scared of my feelings 🤡

and they say hes nice, and hardworking, and that he and i would be a good couple but idk skndjsndjj 😭

AND BACK TO YOU

i hope you had enough sleep! 🤨📷

and a filling meal! its good for your body 🤨📷

and some water! stay hydrated! 🤨📷 HEALTH SHOULD ALSO BE YOUR PASSION!

remember that we love yoy froggy! and im glad you decided to take weekend breaks! rest is good for the soul, mind and body 😌

much baddie energy and good vibes! 💘

HEY BADDIE KEJEK because my brain is Not Working, i can barely respond to like 90% of what u sent but!!! i read it all n i LOVE U <3333 also ooo a mans :000 i hope that goes well for u!!!! n if it doesn’t i’ll beat him up for not taking u as a catch wink wonk ;))) sending the baddie vibes right back at u <333

#j’s asks #anons babey #℗ poker face #crystal ball anon

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tomdiddlyumptious · 4 years ago

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PP| House Of Disaters

Summary: you and peter do a lil sum sum and your dad catches you, causing something unexpected

Warning: smut in the beginning, probably terrible, language and flying couches.

A/n: i will still be continueing Pretty Colors, but with these pictures I couldn’t help it. This story is kinda like @spideyyeet go check out her tumblr!

“OH- oh shit! Peter don’t stop!” Your words night pitched as peter is under the covers, eating you like a fucking animal.

He moans onto you in return, so good you don’t know where to put your hands. “Fucking shit pe-Peter!” You let out a distant moan.

“Yeah? You like it when I fuck your sweet pussy like this? Mmm” he swirls his tongue around your clit making you whimper and reach down for his hair, biting your lip and trying to buck your hips up.

“Ah ah. Take what you get” he remarks, wrapping his arms around your legs and shifting them down, licking a long strip of your wet womanhood, making you whine and tug.

“Peter please!” You whine, he chuckles and kissing your clit. “Don’t make fun of mee!” You whine again, pulling his hair making him grunt and run his tongue over your hole, slowly entering as you sigh. He raises the pad of his thumb and rubs your nub harshly, applying very tight circles. “Oh my god!” You let out a high pitched moan, trying your hardest to buck your hips up but it was no help.

He hums sending vibrations up you, causing your back to jolt. You scratch his scalp while he trails up, sucking on your clit and entering his fingers in your slit without warning. “Fuck!” You moan loudly, honestly not caring about who hears you. He rubs faster, you feel your body tighten as you desperately open your legs wider, itching for that release.

“Are you okay!” Steve busts in the door. Seeing your messed up hair and your mouth wide open with the print of your legs open under the covers, your eyes closed. “WHAT THE FUCK!” He lets out a high pitched scream, you wanting peter to stop, but of course he didn’t. He feels you are nearly at your release, and he’s not allowing it to pass, needing your release. “WHAT ARE YOU- STOP IT!” Steve yells again, looking at the body under the cover squirm a bit.

Peter shakes his head no, making you release on his mouth and chin, you yell peters name as he pulls away with a pop noise. “Sorry?” You say, more of a question, turning to your dad. Steve’s mouth agape in shock as peter comes up, wiping his mouth and giving a weak smile.

“Don’t you dare smile at me. I guess we are having sex Ed class now, please get dressed” Steve says weakly, he stance hunchaback as he walks out. “I can’t believe he put his mouth on my daughter” he mutters shaking his head, closing the door, just so Sam and Bucky can come in laughing, recording saying things like

“oh peter! You missed a spot”

“Oh no he didn’t, more like he hit the spot!”

You roll your eyes and throw your pillow at them, making them continue to giggle and walk out, also closing the door.

Peter chuckles and gives you a kiss “I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop. You just taste so fucking good,”. You bite his lip pulling away, tasting yourself on his lips.

“I know but like that was my dad pete! We need to go before he busts the door down” you laugh, getting up and cleaning yourself before putting on a fresh pair of panties, and out on peters boxers for shorts.

Peter bites his bottom lip and puts his shirt back on, smacking your ass and walking behind you to an interview room, that you guys had for whatever reason. “You look really good in these” he whispers.

“Thanks, cocky Parker” you giggle, sitting down on the other side of your dad, peter joining.

“This is professional, how dare you wear those small things to this interview” Steve says, highly offended and Sam and Bucky walk in and set up the cameras, Sam making a snarky comment.

“He must have a real small penis” Bucky cackles while peters face flushes, Steve groaning “this is my daughter for heavens sakes!”

…

“Alright, do you know how offended I am peter? Did you atleast brush your teeth this morning before you put your mouth, possibly your teeth, on my daughters privacy?” Steve says, his hands a certain way and his face in all seriousness. “You understand that you might have a mouth disease and you put that on MY daughter, even your fingers! Do you masturbate?” He adds on, making peter choke.

“W-what?” He asks, barely above a whisper. Hiding his mouth with his hand. Your eyes widen as memories play, Steve noticing and he whines and slaps his hands on his lap.

“What the fuckkk!” He whines, looking at Peter in a pleading way. “No! I haven’t! I don’t do that!” Peter quickly says, raising his hands to stop him any further.

“And you! How could you let him do that? How long!” He asks, you look at Peter then at your dad and shrug. “WHAT THE FUCK!” Steve yells making Sam and Bucky cackle behind the cameras.

“Let the kids breathe, Capsicle” tony says, walking in throwing popcorn in his mouth. “How would you feel if she was your daughter?” Steve snarks back, making tony raise his hands up in defense. “But she isn’t so I’m chillin” he shrugs, sitting on the couch watching behind the scenes.

Your dad sighs and sits up straight, peters face a bit relaxed because Tony’s here. “Did you guys- ya know?” Steve asks, putting his index finger between is circled index finger and thumb on the other hand. You suck in a breath, trying your hardest not to burst into laughter.

“Woah woah woah! What’s goin on here!” Thor says, coming back from training and his eyes stuck on Steve’s hands. “It seems here that peter” Steve lays his hand infront of peter “and Y/n” he does the same “did something that’s unforgivable, plus they did it RIGHT IN MY FACEE!” He yells while turning to peter, who’s face gets flushed again.

“Oh, well that’s cool” he pokes out his lower lip, sitting right next to tony as he laughs and hands Thor some popcorn, that he gladly accepts.

“NO NO! NOT MY BABY GIRL! PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS A LIE!” Wanda says, running in. She could basically hear Steve’s thoughts. You furrow you’re eyebrows.

“I don’t even know what’s happening” you turn to look at the camera, flipping it off. Bucky reminds himself to blur it out later.

“What’s happening is peter BASICALLY ATE YOU OUT!” Steve exclaims, everyone cringing at his words. Tony throws popcorn at the back of peters head, slowly.

“Mr-mr. stark! Stop it!” Peter says, finally turning around and rubbing over the spot, his face scrunched while tony just throws another one, making you laugh.

“Good job young spider” Thor cheers him on, Wanda turns to him and shakes her head.

“NOT GOOD JOB! ARE YOU NUTS?!”

“NO! NO IM NOT!” Thor stands up, pointing at Wanda.

“WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Carol yells, coming in the room filled with some avengers, Bucky and Sam nod in agreement and swiftly change the camera to carol.

“IM SO SORRY, BUT THIS ONE RIGHT HERE JUST DID SOMETHING WITH MY DAUGHTER!” Steve exclaims, throwing both of his hands at peter making him flinch.

“WELL IF YOU DIDNT WALK IN THIS WOULDNT BE A PROBLEM-“

“EXCUSE MEEEE PARKER!” Steve cuts him off making peter jump back, holding his hands on both sides of his head.

“Thor is crazy, this whole thing is crazy, Peter. Your crazy” Wanda says, turning to him and pointing at him. They turn the cameras and giggle behind them.

“The boy needs his deeds! Let him breathe, he ate the girl out, he thinks she’s delicious-“

“OKAY SHUT UP!” Carol cuts him off, extremely disgusted by his word choice.

“MAYBE YOU NEED TOO, PESANT!” Thor screams, walking up to her and also pointing at her ferociously, saying some very fine asgardian words.

“Brother do you know what sleep is? Because I’m trying to do that” Loki says, walking in. Only to be ignored and Carol screaming at the top of her lungs, her face mad and angry as Wanda also joins, teaming up on thor. But he doesn’t give up without a fight. He continues to scream also, Clint running up and holding him back.

Suddenly nat comes in and walks up to you, Steve, and peter. She sits on your lap and takes your hands to put them around her waist. “What’s goin on?” She asks, yawning.

“Peter is a fucking douchebag” Steve rolls his eyes, ignoring the commotion infront of him while Sam and Bucky manage to steal the popcorn from tony, who’s to busy tying his shoe.

“Wait how?” Nat asks, turning to look at Peter who scoffs and hides his face in his hands. “Yeah, how peter? Say it!” Steve exclaims again, throwing his hands and waving them up and down stiffly.

“I-I” he stutters, fiddling with his fingers. “Oh quit the act, you weren’t doing that when you put your nasty breath on my daughter choo choo!” Steve says, nat makes a face as if she’s trying her hardest not to laugh, she turns to you in the same face making you chuckle and nod. “It’s true” you mutter.

Scott comes in with a book in his hand, sitting at a small table, trying to read. But of course, the debate if it’s okay to have hands on your stuff is still causing commotion. It got extra extreme when Thor hopped on one foot to take off the other, throwing it at Wanda. She gasps and furrows her eyebrows, turning to carol as they both nod in agreement.

“HOLY-“ Bucky yells when the couch gets lifted, making Tony fall on the floor as he groans and sits down criss-crossed. “SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” Sam finishes bucky’s comment, turning the camera back and forth, as Steve also starts yelling at peter.

Scott starts to have a pounding headache, “BE QUIET, I just want to read and I can’t even do that!” He yells, making everyone turn to him, his eyes watering as he rubs one of them, the book in the other. Everyone stitches their eyebrows in confusion, looking around and seeing the couch not in its place, you, nat, angry hot head Steve, and Peter sitting in a casual interview. Sam and bucky’s face full of popcorn, only hearing their chews and Thor’s heavy breathes, Clint still holding onto him as carol has her hands on her hips, Wanda having her hands on her knees and gasping for air, Loki sitting across from Scott and looking at him as if he’s disgusted, but mentally he is thanking him.

Peter gives off a face making you look at him and giggle silently, Tony now laying down and smirking at you both.

“So….. did she taste good?” Sam asks, turning the camera to Peter and you, breaking the silence. You look at the camera as if you're in The Office, blinking your eyes repeatedly and your lips in a tight line.

“Let’s go” Steve says, standing up and exiting, everyone else walking out until he stops Sam. “Not you” he puts a hand to his chest.

“D-don't do this to me man, it- I didn’t mean it” Sam stutters, his eyes suddenly getting red and watery.

“Nah man, it’s good,” Steve says, softly pushing him in the room and closing the door. Locking him from the outside he rests his hands on his hips, turning to you and peter “not again”.

Everyone else got to their normal thing, except Sam. He sat in the chair until he got an idea to take pictures, he set it up and took a few, trying to make himself happy. “Eh man I fucked up” he sighs and sets himself in the tall chair, but smiling as he re-looks at the pictures.

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yuna-dan · 5 years ago

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MASTERPOST PT 2

So back in 2017 I did a masterpost of all my fics, but I changed my name so then the links don’t work anymore. It’s still there, in case I skip any fic (which I might’ve), though I deleted some old bad written fics.

I have written a lot of this things, i am actually concerned.

Please https://ko-fi.com/danyuna buy me a kofi and help me pay for my studies.

Copy Paste the link, all of them work, but Tumblr can be a little b*ch

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Tittle: Dying

Summary: “You are okay Jet.” Fuck. “You are gonna be okay.” He kiss his forehead.

Link: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/125908414835/71-jetzuko-please

Tittle: Train

Summary: When they train together, somehow their bodies synchronized in the perfect way.

Link: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/147588445260/32-zukaang

Tittle: Of busses and rules

Summary: The tan boy smile to the scarred one. “Yeah, you see all the sits are used and I’m kinda tired, so can I sit here?”

Link: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/125905951620/of-busses-and-rules

Tittle: Love

Summary: “Zuko, do you believe in love?”

Link: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/125712759925/93-sokkazuko-just-because

Tittle: Just Watching

Summary: “Nothing, I just wanna se you training, you know. I’ve got to see you shirtless.”

Link: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/125952999770/just-watching

Tittle: Drowsy

Summary: It was normal for Zuko. Totally normal. Some night, they are light just taunting him when the times he used to be happy, other nights they are bad, about how he was banished or making him remembered all the bad decisions he take. Other nights he remember that and how terrified he was.

Link: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/125779917805/drowsy

Tittle: Another Kiss

Summary: If one year ago someone tell Sokka he was going to hide from the fire nation soldiers in the summer house of the Fire Lord with the prince of the Fire Nation, he would’ve laugh. Bu then again, who in the world would say something like that? Sokka smiled at that thought.

Link: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/125725734360/another-kiss

Coco:

TÍtulo: Cinco veces que Imelda le dijo que no a Héctor y una vez que dijo si.

Resúmen: Cinco veces que Imelda le dijo que no a Héctor y una vez que dijo si

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/167951844390/cinco-veces-que-imelda-le-dijo-que-no-a-h%C3%A9ctor-y

Prince of Tennis:

Tittle: Earth

Summary: Kaoru was like earth.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158357493600/momokai-52-please

Tittle: Slave

Summary: “You can’t take it anymore, huh?” His voice was cruel and hard. “Maybe I should give you back to the market, huh?” Another slap.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/138468937265/80-inukai-preferably-kaidoh-as-the-slave

Tittle: Arms

Summary: Fuji loves Tezuka’s arms. They are strong. Hard. Warm.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/147588583890/tezukafuji-6-thank-you

Sanders Sides:

Short Fics:

Tittle: Head Kiss

Summary: Couldn’t sleep, huh?

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158421521000/62-with-prinxiety

Tittle: Red Puffy (or the one with the dress)

Summary: Prince, the fanciful creativity, slayer of dragons and gorgons, love wearing dresses.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158498774020/red-puffy-or-the-one-with-the-dress

Tittle: Shut up

Summary: “Shut up.” “Make me.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158537684955/if-youre-still-looking-for-prompts-prinxiety

Tittle: The way they sleep

Summary: Logic knew that sleeping with so much people in a bed should be uncomfotable, but somehow he manage to sleep a little.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158896063675/anything-with-poly-sanders-like-how-they-got

Tittle: Namesless

Summary: I’m a disease I have no name. I’m not supposed to be here. I just bother here. I’m worthless. I do not belong here.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158894363805/nameless

Tittle: Feeling

Summary: The feeling you when you see your significant other being held by another one.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158867213420/feeling

Tittle: Geografía

Summary: “This song remind me a lot of you.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158618922035/i-have-a-dar%C3%A9-for-you-write-a-songfic-in-english

Tittle: How could you love me?

Summary: “I’m like a machine.” “No. You’re not. You’re like the sun. You’re like the rain.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158933475635/how-could-you-love-me

Tittle: Same Face

Summary: “Are you hitting on me because we have the same face?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158966900380/same-face

Tittle: Daydream mode gets out of control

Summary: “You shouldn’t have risked yourself like this! Are you stupid? Let’s face it, Thomas doesn’t need me but he does need you. I’m not worth putting yourself in danger to save.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159017507695/prompt-daydream-mode-gets-out-of-control-the

Tittle: Touch-starved Anxiety

Summary: The next time they watched a movie, Anxiety was sitting in the middle.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159103302255/can-you-write-a-touch-starved-anxiety

Tittle: Make up

Summary: Anxiety was the only one that knew how to apply make up but apparently not the only one who wear it.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159154426205/make-up

Tittle: Hold on a diddly darn minute

Summary: Roman did, at the end of the day, he was with Morality.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159167174880/47-and-48-with-prince-and-anyone-else-of-ur

Tittle: Heart

Summary: “No one has a heart of stone.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159168233095/21-anxiety-and-logic-please-have-a-good

Tittle: Tease

Summary: “I don’t know if I should kiss you or slap you”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159174148275/42-i-dont-know-if-i-should-kiss-you-or-slap

Tittle: Questions

Summary: “Okay. Okay. I can with this but… Do you think someone can like me more?” He whispered and Logic moved his head to the side a little confused. “I don’t understand your statement.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159206078560/questions

Tittle: Drunk

Summary: “Pardon me?” Anxiety was shaking from nervousness and excitement.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159216004845/are-you-drunk-morality-and-anxiety

Tittle: Alive

Summary: I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159229958825/im-alive-i-can-tell-because-of-the-pain

Tittle: Put me down!

Summary: “We’re going to cuddle!”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159320417225/for-the-prompt-could-you-do-put-me-down-with

Tittle: Pants

Summary: “Where are your pants?!” “On the floor”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159322992035/hi-could-you-please-do-the-where-are-your

Tittle: Attention whore

Summary: “To be honest,” Logan spoke first, “I think you’re an attention whore.” Morality’s eyes snapped open. “Logan! Language!”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159340208475/i-for-one-would-like-to-see-tbh-i-think-youre

Tittle: I won’t say I’m in love

Summary: It was stupid how much you can related to a fucking song. Honestly, the most ridiculous thing in the world, and even more if it was a Disney song.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159346797635/i-wont-say-im-in-love-pinxiety-ewe

Tittle: Clumsy!Anxiety (1)

Summary: “Why are you limping?” He asked worriedly. “I fell down the stairs, I’m fine though. I just scratch my knee.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159229157290/hello-i-love-your-writing-and-i-dont-know-if

Tittle: Clumsy!Anxiety (2)

Summary: “You know I would help, but making fun of you is so much more satisfying”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159321901095/would-you-do-you-know-i-would-help-but-making

Tittle: One Last Hope

Summary: “You gotta be kidding. Why me? C’mon gods I haven’t trained someone in ages!” Roman’s shot him a confused look, “Look, Princey-”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159347189965/one-last-hope-prinxiety

Tittle: You’re welcome

Summary: Prince has said plenty of times he didn’t enjoy the covers of the Disney movies.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159347575285/youre-welcome-with-logicprince-who-ever-can-be

Tittle: Close it

Summary: And it’s nothing like I’ve ever known before! Love is an open door!” He yelled-sang. “Then close it!” Anxiety snapped already mad.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159350548330/for-the-disney-song-thing-love-is-an-open-door

Tittle: I don’t get it

Summary: It could be easier.” “At least out loud.” Morality agrees shrugging.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159360922890/i-wont-say-im-in-love-logicmorality-with

Tittle: Colors of the wind

Summary: “Don’t go there, Logan.” He hissed mad, “The savage is me and yet, the one that don’t understand reality is you.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159361260850/colors-of-the-wind-logicality

Tittle: Tie

Summary: Against all believes, Logan actually was the one that hated mornings

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159362375650/roman-tying-logans-tie-oh-my-god-things-couples

Tittle: Amusement Park

Summary: They deserve a break from school and just act like a couple, which yeah he knew it would be difficult but still.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159379064010/all-four-of-them-go-to-an-amusement-park

Tittle: Cereal

Summary: Who wouldn’t be angry you ate all of my cereal and faked your death for three years!

URL 1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159365924910/hehe-hello-again-my-friend-the-new-one-was-just

URL 2: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159366130710/who-wouldnt-be-angry-you-ate-all-of-my-cereal

Tittle: Summoning

Summary: "This is the tenth demon summoning this week"

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159379929100/this-is-the-tenth-demon-summoning-this-week

Tittle: Hints

Summary: “I’m really cold”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159381615510/for-the-prompts-can-i-request-dropping-hints-so

Tittle: Sorry

Summary: “I may have accidentally sort of adopted five cats.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159381828705/i-may-have-accidentally-sort-of-adopted-five

Tittle: Out Loud

Summary: “We don’t have to say it”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159393247285/i-wont-say-im-in-love-anxiety-and-logan

Tittle: Fort

Summary: “This is stupid” “Your face is stupid.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159393648745/building-a-fort-together-for-prinxiety

Tittle: Trampoline

Summary: “I don’t get this, we can sleep in the mindscape.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159396131525/sleep-on-a-trampoline-with-blankets-and-pillows

Tittle: Short

Summary: “The skirt is short on purpose”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159396710300/please-please-please-the-skirt-is-short-on

Tittle: Crash

Summary: “You idiot! How many times I’ve told you to look both ways when you cross the road!”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159400264550/fuck-i-feel-like-i-got-hit-by-a-car-wait-i-did

Tittle: Skirt

Summary: “What are you wearing?” Anxiety asked when he entered his shared room with his boyfriend.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159402003330/the-skirt-is-short-on-purpose-anxiety-and

Tittle: Kiss the boy

Summary: Morality smirked at that, grabbed Logic’s tie and yanked him towards him.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159411413140/kiss-the-girl-logicality

Tittle: Sandwich

Summary: You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159425183765/100-for-logicality

Tittle: Banish

Summary: You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159430917095/one-more-sorry-for-flooding-your-asks-lmao-how

Tittle: You can’t sleep

Summary: There it goes the moment and his possibility of a proper nap.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159431703445/62-for-prinxiety-or-logicality-or-both-cheeky

Tittle: Baking

Summary: “Jeez, Logan this is not the first time I’ve done this.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159441818880/baking-together-for-logicality

Tittle: Breakfast

Summary: “Can you help me preparing breakfast for Roman?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159443108270/surprise-each-other-with-breakfast-in-bed-for

Tittle: Bubble baths

Summary: “So what? I lay there like and idiot and wait for a miracle to happen?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159445402935/take-a-soothing-bubble-bath-together-prinxiety

Tittle: This is fine

Summary: “Oh my god! I’m sorry!” Roman tried to apologize, kissing his lips and neck a few times.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159446563855/just-jam-your-knee-right-up-my-crotch-this-is

Tittle: Move

Summary: Their bodies were entangled, naked legs intertwined with each other while words of love were whispered. It was a magical and beautiful moment.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159454018475/hand-is-accidentally-on-a-boobnippleprivate

Tittle: Trust

Summary: “I can’t trust you” “Doesn’t mean I’ll leave you alone.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159469423495/hey-sorta-new-to-this-ask-thing-but-ythink

Tittle: Marry me

Summary: “Would you marry me?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159472221685/hiya-would-you-do-will-you-marry-me-with

Tittle: Safe

Summary: “Oh, Mo.” he kissed his forehead. “I’ll take care of you today.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159480579160/prompt-illness-youre-very-flushed-are-you

Tittle: Bad day

Summary: “So you’re gonna just sit on your ass while I have to make breakfast?” “At least it’s a cute ass.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159482340665/also-600-special-prompts-number-17-with-whoever

Tittle: His own voice

Summary: He was crying. There’s no shame in that. He cried more often lately.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159482532855/four-words-prompts-with-someone-saying-i-cant

Tittle: Sick

Summary: It was in the middle of the night when Morality heard a horrible coughing sound. For a moment he thought it was actually his imagination, combined with the fact he was asleep.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159494324195/was-that-you-or-did-a-goose-with-bronchitis-flew

Tittle: More than I do

Summary: You cant possibly hate me more than i do!

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159495439170/promt-you-cant-possibly-hate-me-more-than-i

Tittle: Soul

Summary: He was in a white room and for a moment he thought it was the hospital, until he noticed that there was not any window, nor a door or even bed.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159497768875/i-really-thought-i-was-going-to-die-i-know-but

Tittle: Not a secret

Summary: No one knew. They suspected, however. Morality and Anxiety were not precisely secretive, since they were now suddenly joined by the hip, cuddling and holding hands, but if Roman or Logan asked they would just laughed.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159499381660/i-would-throw-my-phone-across-the-room-for-a-fic

Tittle: Shirt

Summary: “Is that my shirt?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159549869065/hey-could-you-do-is-that-my-shirt-with

Tittle: Scary stories

Summary: “Let’s tell scary stories!!”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159628862690/the-sides-telling-scary-stories-and-morality

Tittle: SemiCatAnxiety

URL 1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159382296705/you-need-to-stop-leaving-dead-bodies-in-my

URL 2: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159397846490/im-going-to-need-you-to-put-on-some-underwear

URL 3: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159402379675/so-what-if-i-broke-my-arm-im-still-doing-it

URL 4: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159411865145/for-the-drabbles-challenge-22-for-prinxiety

URL 5: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159456102190/right-as-one-person-is-about-to-fall-asleep-one

Tittle: Darling

Summary: He saved himself. He was the responsible of his life choice. He was the one who put a limit. Because he needed, because he wanted. Not because some stupid prince Charming told him.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159630947500/hey-can-i-request-some-sort-of-songfic-for

Tittle: Cute

Summary: “We’d make a cute couple.”

URL: http://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159631764840/50-with-morality-and-anyone-because-damn-gurl

Tittle: Alone

Summary: “Don’t hurt me like this.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159646982850/20-with-either-prince-or-morality-because-there-is

Tittle: Wings

Summary: “You’re not a weirdo. You’re different, so?” He kissed him again. “They are beautiful,” he left a little kiss on the right wing, giggling at the sensation. “Just like you.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159881874330/theyre-not-powerstheyre-more-like-special

Tittle: Outlaws

Summary: “For someone who always uses bad clothes, you sure know how to design some nice ones.” Roman said when he saw his reflection in the mirror, wearing a beautiful sparky white with feathers costume, having slight greyish.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159848195360/outlaws

Tittle: Flirting

Summary: “Dude, you two have been flirting back and forth for like, a year and a half. If you don’t kiss him I will! It’s annoying!”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159703876790/pleaes-write-that-logince-promt-i-need-to-get

Tittle: Ice skating

Summary: “Logan, want some help?” He asked once he was closed enough. Logan huffed, but remain silent trying to stood straight.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160191644970/is-there-already-a-logince-fanfic-about-them-going

Tittle: Rockabye

Summary: He tugged his twins i the crib, kissing their forehead. His phone buzzed in the back of his pants but he ignored it, he already knew what was it.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160179906850/rockabye

Tittle: Two Pieces

Summary: They fit like two pieces of a broken heart

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160026962095/two-pieces

Tittle: When I was your man

Summary: Alexander laid on his bed, eyes burning with tears that refused to fell. Besides him, a bouquet of white roses. This was stupid, he shouldn’t be here.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160018163625/when-i-was-your-man

Tittle: Oh, I know.

Summary: Anxiety had a vast collection of different skirts and dresses. From all kind of colors, not only black, but pastels, yellow, flower print, etc.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159988132345/can-i-please-get-a-story-about-anxiety-in-a

Tittle: Blush

Summary: Roses are Red, I have a crush, whenever I´m around you, all I do is blush

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159976499790/for-the-subscriber-thingy-roses-are-redi-have

Tittle: The don’t know about us

Summary: “People say we shouldn’t be together, too young to know about forever”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159904257960/they-dont-know-about-us

Tittle: Need you now

Summary: It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159890821785/need-you-now-snow-logicality-congrats-300

Tittle: Better.

Summary: Post!Growing Up. Anxiety knew how much words could actually hurt. He was aware of that. He knew it more than anyone else. That’s why he was ashamed of himself for what happened. It hurt to see Morality’s face flinching at every word.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160231803110/better

Tittle: All the ways (To say I love you)

Summary: 10 + 1 ways to say I love you

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160379070555/all-the-ways-to-say-i-love-you

Tittle: Protection.

Summary: Pre!AcceptingAnxiety. “I am nameless.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160395028685/protection

Tittle: Roman(tic) outings

Summary: “Do you like food?” “Yes” “Do you like romantic outings?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160559203880/roman-tic-outings

Tittle: Intertwined

Summary: What do you do with your hands while walking? Shove them in your pockets? Casually let them against your jeans?

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160887821320/intertwined

Tittle: Soul searching

Summary: Everyone in the kingdom held one. Everyone was born with a special tattoo in their body, hoping to find the one who held the same. However, sometimes the one is actually the ones. It was not weird but clearly not normal, to be born with two marks. Yet, Prince Roman was born with four marks.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160928957630/soul-searching

Tittle: Pretty

Summary: “Oh nonsense,” Ben batted his hand, putting his palette aside from Anxiety face, trying to see what color would be better. “You’ll look great.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160955571425/pretty

Tittle: The meaning of flowers

Summary: 4 flowers, 4 meanings

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/161175317430/the-meaning-of-flowers

Tittle: Musical Memories

Summary: 10 songs, 10 fics

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/161223996295/musical-memories

Tittle: Tonight

Summary: Logan knew the symptoms his host was presenting, but quickly brush it off considering the change of seasons, and the lack of sleep it was something almost meant to be.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/161483877665/tonight

Tittle: Moxiety drable

Summary: I passed out in a public place, and you sat with me for several hours to make sure no one harassed me? That is both sweet and strange.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/161590341135/9-moxiety

Tittle: Here comes a thought

Summary: Thomas breathing was out of control, Logan was at his side, holding his hand like a lifeline, and exaggerating his own breathing, hoping Thomas could match it. Roman was rubbing his back, glaring at him.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/162854518495/can-you-write-a-dic-based-on-the-heres-comes-a

Tittle: Tu tanta falta de querer

Summary: The first time sleeping alone, after so many years. He closed his eyes feeling anxious, he wanted to call him, to make sure he was alive,

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/162889084405/prompt-hey-podr%C3%ADas-hacer-un-fic-de-prinxiety

Tittle: Flowers

Summary: Maybe roman should’ve known better. Maybe he should’ve act nicer. Maybe, and just maybe in that way, he would’ve notice his own crush before it was too late.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163099406085/flowers

Tittle: Comfort

Summary: Roman sometimes would sneak into Logan’s room

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163243670755/comfort

Tittle: Cereal & Nightmares

Summary: “It’s three am in the morning. Why are you eating cereal?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163601475018/its-three-am-in-the-morning-why-are-you-eating

Tittle: Moxiety drabble

Summary: “I wish you could see what I see when you’re looking in the mirror.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163679809587/i-wish-you-could-see-what-i-see-when-youre

Tittle: Logince drabble

Summary: I feel just like a nerd watching birds

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163688736135/i-feel-just-like-a-nerd-watching-birds-logince

Tittle: Jar of Hearts

Summary: Who do you think you are?

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163718507475/ohh-would-you-plz-do-jar-of-hearts-with-patton-and

Tittle: Moxiety drabble

Summary: “I just love you, I don’t need anything else.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163727505382/your-eyes-are-the-brightest-of-all-the-colors-i

Tittle: Prinxiety drabble

Summary: I know, somewhere deep in my soul, that love never lasts.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163757201623/i-know-somewhere-deep-in-my-soul-that-love

Tittle: Whiskers and Tails

Summary: Roman’s a cat. That’s it

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/164034464195/whiskers-and-tails

Tittle: Need

Summary: “There’s a difference between loving and needing…”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/164659966470/need

Tittle: Meant to be

Summary: He blushed, because goddammit his friends were such nerds. They didn’t even try to fake a different letter, everything was like them. And Roman loved every part of it.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/164988583945/meant-to-be

Tittle: Remember

Summary: “I love you too, son. Besides, you can always play with your guitar and remember me…”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/167256961425/remember

Tittle: Gone

Summary: “I thought you were beside me, but I reached and you were gone.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/167401124780/i-thought-you-were-beside-me-but-i-reached-and

Tittle: Cheat

Summary: "How could you do this to us? To our family?"

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/167488717005/how-could-you-do-this-to-us-to-our-family

Tittle: Wrong

Summary: "I loved you, and I thought you loved me. Turns out I was wrong"

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/167500736460/i-loved-you-and-i-thought-you-loved-me-turns

Tittle: Amnesia

Summary: Suddenly a man was hugging him, and crying while hiding his head in his neck. It was comforting but weird… really weird. “E-Excuse me?” He said, holding the shoulders of the guy.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/167611587190/im-sorry-i-dont-remember-a-thing-virgil-to

Tittle: LAMP Drabble

Summary: They believed on different things

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/167931901530/could-you-do-a-lamp-soulmate-au-im-a-sucker-for

Tittle: Prinxiety drabble

Summary: “I’m just not good enough for you.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168017713640/prinxiety-i-wish-you-could-see-what-i-see-when

Tittle: I’ll take your hand

Summary: “Logan-Logan I’m scared.” He whispered, hugging him tighter and trying to escape the coldness inside his bones.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168095943600/you-know-ill-take-your-hand-when-it-gets-cold

Tittle: This place your home

Summary: “It’s weird.” Patton admitted, “but a good weird.” He tried to smile, seeing the small house in middle of the field, it was more of a farm.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168096465805/im-going-to-make-this-place-your-home-with

Tittle: The Stars

Summary: Logan would always love to stare at the stars. When kid, he even used to have neck pains, since he was always looking up, and up, and up. Wondering about possible life, who made the stars so beautiful, who named them all.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168447823990/the-stars

Tittle: Broken

Summary: “I’m broken.” He confessed one day to his best friend, under a tree. The air moved the flowers around at a soft speed and the sun was starting to set, a lovely wat to confess feelings.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168732497305/24-couldnt-ever-figure-out-how-to-love-logince

Tittle: Emotionless

Summary: Sometimes Morality would cope different. Sometimes the humour wouldn’t be enough. They all hate when that happens. They could deal with a happy but sad Patton. They couldn’t deal with an emotionless Patton.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168733078470/i-just-want-to-stop-feeling-lamp-plotanic-or

Tittle: Impossible Possible

Summary: In case you had a soulmark there are 7.442 billion people on earth, how can you find them? The coincidence of your soulmate living in the same continent as you were practically impossible.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168849756090/impossible-possible

Tittle: Late(r)

Summary: Virgil knew it wasn’t Patton’s fault. He knew that he was probably overreacting and that yes, Patton did care about him.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/169023493280/why-is-it-you-never-seem-to-care-until-its-too

Tittle: I love you

Summary: Roman didn’t want this to happened. He knew he had to take actions the moment he felt Logan’s hand like fire against his own and when he got the desire to kiss him.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/169097009935/you-can-trust-me-alright-i-love-you

Tittle: Dance with me

Summary: You know that feeling when you’ve heard one specific song over, and over, and over again? That no matter how hard you tried you can’t seem to scape it.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/169106600155/dance-with-me

Tittle: (I’m not) Ready

Summary: Roman looked at his computer, feeling hot inside his stomach. His arms were shaking a little and yet he knew he was not doing anything wrong.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/160308945485/im-not-ready

Tittle: Best for you

Summary: “Would you sing Disney duos with me?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/169313008620/best-for-you

Tittle: Somewhere only we know

Summary: “Sing to me?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/169705605465/somewhere-only-we-know

Tittle: Are you flirting with me?

Summary: “Are you flirting with me?” Logan said, almost out of breath. Roman chuckled, and jump to sit over the counter, “Yeah, have been for the last couple of months.”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/170062225000/are-you-flirting-with-me

Tittle: Hate

Summary: “You still love him,” Roman sat next to the spectacled boy, holding his hand.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/170347634525/hate

Tittle: Five Times Patton tried to help and one time he actually help

Summary: 5 + 1 Moxiety

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/170486957855/five-times-patton-tried-to-help-and-one-time-he

Tittle: Night Cookies

Summary: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/170617994974/night-cookies

URL: “You aren’t allowed to make omelets at 3am anymore.”

Tittle: Care

Summary: They’ve been fighting too much. They’ve been yelling too much. They’ve been cruel to each other.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/168732200950/why-do-you-care-logicality

Tittle: Definition of words

Summary: Unexpected, what a beautiful way to describe it. Unexpected, that’s the best way to describe what happened.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/171873753560/definition-of-words

Tittle: Under

Summary: Roman couldn’t understand how he could get into situations like this. First it was Patton’s bellsprout who was always bit him for no reason, and that even now as a Victreebel would bite him.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184089913070/why-is-it-always-snorlax

Tittle: 10 songs for you

Summary: Another 10 songs, 10 more fics

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184212794460/10-songs-for-you

Tittle: Logince drabble

Summary: Logince adopting little Patton

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184420739485/logince-adopting

Tittle: Logince drabble

Summary: It wasn’t as if Logan wasn’t used to this kind of messages from Roman, so when he received the text u free? He was already on his way to buy chocolate ice-cream (He still didn’t understand why always bought ice-cream, but that makes Roman happy).

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184488895815/6-logince

Tittle: “If I died, we’d be together now.” He heard the was Roman’s breath hitched and the way Richard swallowed, but he carry on.

Summary: The floor was wet, that was the first thing he noticed. He didn’t knew what he was feeling, but the floor was wet and he tried to only think about the wetness on the floor.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/190924331365/4-mcr-moxiety

Tittle: Alone

Summary: “They began to drift away, I was left alone”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/190936915885/any-with-patton-20-disney

Tittle: Lies (Truths)

Summary: “You lie so good, that it taste as a truth.” He said, which was odd because Logan didn’t understand language like that. “But I can see right through you”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/611362498492481536/13-you-lie-so-good-that-it-taste-as-a-truth

Tittle: Surroundings

Summary: Remus didn’t really understand his surroundings. He sometimes would stare into nothing and the rest of the world would stop existing.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/611448476540289024/six-of-the-spanish-prompt-deceit-wanyone

Tittle: Okay

Summary: “I thought my heart had learn it’s lesson…”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/611620772549689344/i-thought-my-heart-had-learned-its-lesson-with

Tittle: Without you

Summary: “What the hell would I be without you?

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/611627543965073408/le-gasp-1-with-virgil-and-the-light-sides

Tittle: Out

Summary: When Patton decided to study laws, it wasn’t the very first decision. It wasn’t that he was three years old and he already knew what he wanted to be.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/612692969096691712/for-the-au-lawyer-au-since-u-are-a-lawyer

Tittle: Like

Summary: “Look, Remus, I know you know that I like you, but you don’t have to make fun of me.” “You like me back?!”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/612809931402444800/dukexiety-2-for-the-dodie-prompts

Tittle: Stereotypes

Summary: He will learn to love him, eventually.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613249881535053824/hey-are-you-still-doing-the-dodie-prompts-if-so

Tittle: Like you

Summary: “Why aren’t we boyfriends?”

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613257715220889600/how-about-2-royality-for-the-dodies-songs

Tittle: Mistakes

Summary: “Hey, there. God, it’s been so long…” “Fifteen years.” Damien said.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613873686503669760/12-im-going-to-try-to-fall-in-love-with-you

Tittle: True love

Summary: "Only true love" the witch has said, and Patton just wondered how his life turned into that cliché.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613891214176108544/if-youre-doing-the-dodie-prompts-what-about-4-i

Tittle: Right

Summary: “I want to hate Roman, and I know I should not feel like that. He’s supposed to be my soulmate, but I just need to know what happen to Rosaline.” You're supposed to have the name of your soulmate in your wrist. Logan didn't understand why he was different

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/614441151867551744/1-soulmate-au-with-logince

Tittle: Falling (out of love)

Summary: Why can’t we all be together the way we used to be?

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/614695544307269632/6-why-cant-we-all-be-together-the-way-we-used

Tittle: Break

Summary: You break hearts as easily as you break promises.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/614876166400196609/you-break-hearts-as-easily-as-you-break-promises

Tittle: Paranoia

Summary: Black tendrils were created, and this weren’t from Remus, because his were green and this weren’t octopus-like, but blob-like lines who were trapping him. He had never seen something like this, but then again, imagination was weird.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/615146188456542208/hey-if-you-are-doing-those-steven-universe

Tittle: Happiness

Summary: And he did get it, he was the romantic side, of course he understood that love works weirdly, this wasn’t anyone’s fault, but he couldn’t help but feel… sad? jealous? angry?

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/615324132180099072/p-16-for-the-angst-prompts-p

Tittle: Dukexiety drabble

Summary: Remus was humming between the small kissed he was peppering all over Virgil’s face.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/615515180477169664/p-steven-universe-prompts-song-b-p

Tittle: Sk8r Boi

Summary: Roman, to this day, regretted the way he turned down Dee. I don’t date freaks. He laughed at his face, and Dee, so kind and sympathetic smiled at him.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/615796686925758464/sk8er-boi

Tittle: Heaven

Summary: Virgil knew this was wrong, he knew that staring at him, that feeling this way about him was wrong, and yet, here he was.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613169652413120512/6-for-dodie-songs-prinxiety-please-at-first-i

Long Fics:

Tittle: Blame the kids

Summary: Logan was a dedicated teacher. Marion was a social worker with two kids. The kids were jerks.

CH1: http://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158571005320/blame-the-kids

Ch2: http://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158612697360/blame-the-kids

Ch3: http://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158645531405/blame-the-kids

Ch4: http://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158670824710/blame-the-kids

Ch5: http://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158830953930/blame-the-kids

Drabble1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159386247160/2-morality-and-anxiety-please

Drabble 2: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159406210415/theyre-not-your-kids-back-the-fck-off-dads

Drabble 3: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159889795725/i-wont-let-anything-hurt-you-ever-again-morality

Tittle: Ink on my skin

Summary: Patton didn’t know why his soulmate never replied back, maybe he was shy, maybe he was a jerk.

Ch1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163162329325/ink-on-my-skin

Ch2: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/163296196130/ink-on-my-skin-words-i-couldnt-say

Ch3: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/165238014935/ink-on-my-skin-across-the-world

Tittle: The Walls [COMPLETE]

Summary: The world was supposed to fill with colors once you met the special person. Once your soulmate came and you first saw each other, the colors would have appeared in your world, because you finally find them. In an ideal world that would happen. In that same ideal world, maybe Logan Sanders haven’t gone blind.

Ch1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/169527984870/the-walls

Ch2: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/169791601560/the-walls-ii

Tittle: Counting (on you)

Summary: You owe me 5,000,000 kisses and apparently you take that seriously. Soulmate AU. Reincarnation AU. Also knowns as the fic where Logan and Roman reincarnated to meet each other.

Ch1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/170773255340/counting-on-you

Ch2: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/181540924990/counting-on-you-2

Tittle: Home [COMPLETE]

Summary: “Let’s create a home together.” Virgil never understood the implications behind that.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/171636761895/home

Drabble1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/611906369199685632/can-u-write-something-related-to-ur-fic-home-the

Tittle: Only the Ocean

Summary: Pirate AU. “It was almost as if the ocean would talked to me, you know" Remus did know, of course he did.“Yes, I understand."Logan have always feel a deep connection with the sea, for some reason.

Prelude: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613272952165761024/only-the-ocean-prelude-hey-there-lonely-girl

Ch1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613950425861963776/only-the-ocean-ch-1

Ch2:https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/615396862237753344/only-the-ocean-ch-2

AUs:

Ghost AU: http://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159554117120/ghost-au-or-hautedsanders

Drabble 1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159594014910/omg-could-you-please-write-the-anxiety-calling

Drabble 2: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159611548890/how-did-they-bond-like-roman-and-logan

Drabble 3: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159650462680/just-wanted-to-say-i-really-love-your-ghost-au

Drabble 4: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159654108230/roman-and-alex-bonding-plsss-ghost-au

Drabble 5: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159654552130/how-did-thomas-meet-the-ghosts

Drabble 6: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159678297110/maruo-reacting-to-anxs-injuries-and-everyone

Drabble 7: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/159979891240/im-sorry-but-i-need-more-ghost-aus-in-my-life-i

Drag Queen AU: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184242978535/drag-queen-sides

Drabble 1: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184312618735/thrilled

Youtuber AU: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184253745495/youtuber-au

Drabble: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184332996175/angst-better-yet-give-me-the-forbidden-patton

Avatar AU: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/166162214500/that-avatar-au-no-one-asked-for

Total Drama:

Title: Second Chances

Summary: Alejandro didn’t believe in second chances.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158355217870/alenoah-77-or-58-or-maybe-both-thanks

Tittle: Friendship

Summary: It was weird, what they formed.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158357717570/could-you-do-a-team-escope-with-94-thanks

Tittle: Animal Instincts

Summary: His mother used to said that if an animal didn’t like a certain person, then that said person was cruel on the inside. Somehow, Noah grew into that phrase, and most of the time that was correct.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/147736924505/36-alenoah-thanks

Tittle: Scars

Summary: Four facts of two different people.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/147737685060/for-the-free-drabble-nowen-6

Yugioh GX:

Tittle: Bittersweet

Summary: Don’t forget what we had.

URL: https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/158362367885/so-how-about-a-rivalshiping-gx-89

My Prompt Lists:

https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/125690533615/leave-me-a-number-emoji-and-pairing-free

https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/613899604018249728/another-promptlist-the-musical-edition

https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/611447398678577152/dodies-songs-prompt-list

https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/611360983579066368/prompts-songs-in-spanis

https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/184374183115/lady-gagas-songs-prompt-list

https://yuna-dan.tumblr.com/post/614710295386079232/steven-universe-prompts

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thotantics · 5 years ago

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⚤ pairing — reader + Park Chanyeol

✎ word count — 6,699

✦ genre — smut, pwp

✗ warnings — graphic description of sex, public teasing (lowkey), panty kink/smelling (is this even a kink? maybe it’s just My kink but im sure chanyeol would share it tbh), sex in a parking garage, fear of getting caught, switch!yeol, slight choking, gagging, oral sex (male and female receiving), unprotected sex (always be safe pals), lots of talk ab body fluids

[requested] — If tumblr ate it, I was suggesting a reaction from Yeol from you discreetly stuffing your panties(that you just slipped out of) into his pocket during a break at the group’s dance practice, right before they get back to work lol everyone’s reactions would be fun if you’re in a mood for them all but Yeol is our baby so I’m most curious about him 💜💜💜🤤💜 @kimkaijong-in

[A/N] — this was supposed to be like under 1k words but clearly a bitch got carried away. im so sorry sdlfkkjdfk but i love this a lot, i think it came out rly great and im so proud i was able to keep coming back to this so easily :’)

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Standing in the bathroom stall, cheeks flushed with heat, you couldn’t stop yourself from dipping a hand down the front of your panties. Watching your boyfriend rehearse always got you all hot and bothered - his big body was a sight, long limbs toned and his hair sticking to his forehead from sweat. He’d been so focused he hadn’t paid you much attention since you showed up early to pick him up. Naturally, practice was running late, but that was fine by you. You were enjoying the show. Clearly. Perhaps a bit too much.

The slick between your thighs was surprising when you pressed your fingers between your lower lips. You knew you were turned on but, god, was this just how worked up Chanyeol could get you? Entirely unbeknownst to him, too. It was impressive. You didn’t tease yourself too much, just enough that you could gather some of the flood from your heat and press your sticky fingers into your mouth. You smirk to yourself as you suck the taste of your arousal from your fingers, stepping out of your underwear and discreetly tucking them into the pocket of your hoodie.

If you timed it right, the guys would be taking a water break whenever you came back from the bathroom. Sure enough, the last few seconds of the song could be heard through the door as you reentered, and when it shut off and started to repeat again, you spotted Chanyeol in position, double over from exhaustion, hands on his knees to catch his breath.

“Let’s take five,” Junmyeon calls, breathing heavy as he thumps Sehun briefly on the back. “Just a bit more and I think we’re done for the day.”

As the group started to disperse, members flopping heavily onto chairs or sprawling out across the floor or rushing over to get water, Chanyeol headed in your direction, one large, sweaty hand coming down on your shoulder as if he needed you to keep him upright.

“You ok?” You ask, smoothing a hand up his chest, his shirt damp with sweat.

“Grab me a water, will you, babe?”

“Sure.” He slumps down against the wall and you cross over the mini fridge, grabbing a chilled bottle of water and handing it back to him before you sit down against in the floor next to him. He drinks deeply, chugging the entire bottle in record time, chucking the empty container to the side carelessly, taking in a lung full of air before he glances over at you with a tired sort of smile.

“You wanna grab dinner somewhere later?”

“Yeah, that sounds nice.” You smile up at him innocently, tucking an arm into the crook of his elbow, your free hand rummaging discreetly in the pocket of your hoodie. You press your damp panties into the pocket of his shorts, snuggling up against his side so he doesn’t realize what you’re doing.

You know you’re successful when he tilts his head down to make eye contact with you, leaning in for a kiss. He’s only after a brief meeting of lips, but you tuck your free hand around to cup the back of his neck, keeping him close enough that you can dip your tongue into his mouth, giving him a taste of what you had in store for him.

Chanyeol pulls back after you swipe your tongue along his lips, leaving the taste of something familiar on the tip of his tongue. Something very familiar. He smacks his lips, tasting the remnants of your arousal that had lingered on your taste buds, brow furrowed ever so slightly as he gauges your impish expression.

His mind is reeling. For half a second he humors the idea that you had some elicit affair in the bathrooms, and blood rushes to his face but he knows that’s not the case. The way you arch a brow expectantly at him, biting playfully at your lip tells him this is something very deliberate on your part, something intended to torture him.

Maybe Chanyeol can be a little over dramatic at times but the very idea that you would slip away just to finger yourself and come back with the taste of your delicious cunt lingering on your lips just to tease him felt like torture instantly.

His face crumples into a silent plea, lips full and pouting, his eyes wide and imploring. “Jagiya?”

“Yes, Yeol?”

He glances around you, making sure nobody is within earshot, and he leans in, forehead bumping into your own, eyes squeezing shut, “Don’t do this to me..”

“I shouldn’t kiss you?” You giggle.

“Not with that dirty little mouth of yours.” He hisses, “Not now.”

“One more kiss and I’ll be on my best behavior until we get back home.” You promise.

He sighs as he tilts his head and leans in with his lips leading the way, crashing down softly against your mouth and pressing his tongue past your lips all too eagerly. It’s faint, but the taste and scent of your pussy juice is undeniable after that first kiss, and the fact that it’s faded so much has him groaning in desperation as he pulls back from your mouth. Already, he’s starved for it.

Sitting there next to you, Chanyeol tries as hard as he can not the think about your wet, tight little cunt, just inches away from his hand resting comfortably on top of your thigh. Luckily the break doesn’t last long, and he’s called away from you to rejoin the others. He’s visibly sulking as he leaves your side, and out of habit he crams his hands into his pockets, dragging his feet as he makes his way to his position in the group before the music starts up.

You can’t help but to smirk to yourself watching as his left hand fumbles for a moment with the present you had stuffed into his pocket. It’s with an innocent frown on his face that he turns around to face the front wall of mirrors, but he’s not looking at you. Instead, he’s looking down into his left pocket, and he’s starting to pull out what he’s discovered.

The lacy red fabric immediately sparks recognition on his face the moment he pulls just half an inch of it out into the light, and you almost laugh at loud at the comical look he gives you - panic mixed with disbelief as he crams your panties back into his pocket in a hurry as the music starts to play. He’s so distracted he’s off beat not even 20 seconds in and gets immediately called out by Baekhyun, who bumps into him. You sit off to the side trying to stifle your laughter, watching as he continues to fumble his way through the choreography.

Eventually, Junmyeon stops and takes him aside, and Chanyeol meets your eyes from across the room as Junmyeon talks to him. He’s seething at this point, pissed that you’d distract him to this extent and especially when he notices the demure smile you offer him from across the room.

“Hey, what’s going on? Is everything alright?”

“Yeah.” Chanyeol insists, hands shoved deep in his pockets, left hand fidgeting with the underwear you’d slipped to him, shoulders squared defensively, “I just need a second to head to the bathroom, my-my stomach’s just off and I’m- I can’t focus. Just…one sec.”

Without waiting for Junmyeon’s response, Chanyeol storms over in large strides where you’re sitting. For a second you think he’s going to yank you up by the arm and drag you off with him, but instead, he waits until he’s close enough, and you stand, and he tells you under his breath, “You’re going to pay for this.”

“I hope so.” You murmur in response, watching his back as he continues out the door.

Chanyeol’s breathing is ragged as he wretches open the nearest bathroom door. He tucks himself into a stall and hurries to pull the offending garment out of his pocket. As if it’s not bad enough that you managed to slip a pair of panties into his pocket, it just had to be these specific ones? Chanyeol had purchased the set for you last Valentine’s Day, a scandalous, skimpy, lacy thong with a matching bra, both see through and blood red. Any time you wore it drove him absolutely mad with desire.

He can feel the dampness in the cotton strip that would settle between your legs, and his mouth goes dry, mind reeling as he recalls the taste that had lingered on your tongue when you kissed him earlier. Chanyeol can’t shake feeling like a pervert as he does it, but he lifts the panties to his face and inhales your scent from them anyway, rubbing his nose against the damp cotton middle, groaning softly to himself as his cock throbs painfully hard against his zipper.

“Shit.”

It’s tough, but he gets his erection under control and manages to leave the bathroom without feeling too awkward. He notices as he reenters the practice room that you’re doing a very good job of playing it cool. You’re sitting in the same spot he left you, fiddling around on your phone while the others wait for him. In his left pocket, he’s got a death grip around your panties, his gaze fixed as he rejoins the group and they move back into their starting positions.

You lock eyes with him as he dances, and Chanyeol barely blinks, he’s watching you so intently. He manages to stay on beat and he doesn’t miss any moves out of sheer determination. The faster that he gets this choreography down, the faster he can be alone with you.

You can see it in his eyes, the urgency that’s building with every passing second, the desperation that consumes him to the point that his body is running on auto pilot. Luckily you had only thought to torment him like this right at the ass end of practice, and the moves he needed to work on were burned into the forefront of his memory. Plus, after the first mishap, running off to the bathroom to inhale the scent of your arousal still clinging to your panties, Chanyeol would have done just about anything to finish up practice so he could just take you home already and punish you for the torture you’d put him through for the last hour and a half.

It’s out of sheer will power and determination that he manages to muscle through the choreography for the last leg of practice. They have a lot more to do but Chanyeol doesn’t have it in him to focus any more on what needs to be done the moment he’s allowed to stop dancing. That’s tomorrow’s problem. Instead, he stalks over to you like you’re his prey, collecting his things and stuffing them into the opposite pocket that your panties are in, then he grabs you by the wrist and tugs you out the door, nodding wordlessly as a goodbye of sorts to the others as he goes.

Chanyeol has every intention of taking you straight home and fucking your brains out but the moment you press your breasts up against his arm as you walk hand in hand, lacing your fingers daintily through his own, much larger ones, he glances down at you only to see sweet, innocent eyes batting up at him adoringly and he throws that plan directly out the window. There’s no way in hell he’ll be able to make it another minute, let alone the short drive back to his place.

He doesn’t make it easy to follow after him, making huge strides with his long legs before he makes his way to the parking garage exit, shouldering it open and making a bee line for his Mercedes. He glances around over the tops of the surrounding vehicles, hand clammy as he holds your wrist, still, a bit too tightly in his haste to get you hurry along with him. When he’s sure you’re alone, he turns, stopping you mid-protest.

“Chanyeol, wait, I don’t wanna-”

His mouth crushes against your lips, your protest falling on deaf ears, breathing heavy into your mouth as he drops his duffel bag to the ground, uncaring, cupping your face with both hands and backing you up until you hit the rear door with a thud. Chanyeol presses his tongue into your mouth, prying open your lips by thumbing at one corner of them until you submit. He crams one leg between your thighs, effectively pinning you against the vehicle, tightly against him, and then his big hands move down the front of your body, brushing over your breasts through your clothes, pawing at you.

“There’s no way I’m gonna last another minute without having you. I just need to see how wet your tight, little pussy is.” He whispers, mouth trailing hot down your throat. “I just need a taste, baby.”

Before you can protest, he’s on his knees and shoving your jeans down your thighs. It doesn’t give him very easy access to the part of you he’s after, your thighs smushed together but you’re aching for him, soaking wet and he’s staring you down like he’s going to eat you alive right here out in the open.

Breathing heavy, you watch as he spreads you best he can with both thumbs despite pinning your thighs together with your jeans, parting your lower lips delicately with his thumbs, his lips pressing a tender kiss at the cleft of your pussy before he licks a fat stripe up your center.

“Fuck..”

He grunts, diving in deeper, licking you more fully this time. You watch, a hand flying up to clamp over your mouth to keep yourself quiet, as he licks, greedily swallowing the taste of you. His eyes, previously shut, fly open and meet your own, and he pulls back a breath away from your cunt to murmur huskily up at you, lips brushing your throbbing, slick skin as he speaks, “You fuckin’ taste so good, baby. I can’t wait to fuck this pretty pussy, split you wide open on my big cock.”

His tongue laves out against you again, slurping obscenely, so loud you know if anybody’s in the vicinity, they could hear. The sounds are echoing around the concrete walls, and he’s shameless in his venture, mouth open and tongue flicking slow and precise right against your most sensitive spot.

“Ch-Chanyeol,” You hiss in warning, voice trembling. “Take me home.”

“You little tease,” He pulls back again, lips and chin glistening, to stuff a finger up into your cunt roughly, the single digit so long and thick, your muscles clamping down around it. “You think I’m just gonna do whatever you say? You think you deserve that?”

You’re about to argue that someone, anyone, could catch you in the act but before you can open your mouth to speak, the unmistakable sound of voices growing closer cuts you off.

Chanyeol reacts faster than you, frozen in fear, eyes wide and pussy exposed. He stands and hurries to fumble in his pocket for his car keys, unlocking the Mercedes and manhandling you safely into the spacious back seat. He follows after you just as a group of three young men walk past his car, not paying him any attention as he shuts the door, and you’re so thankful his windows are so darkly tinted to keep you hidden in this moment.

As the three people walk right on past, heading to their destination, you stare wide eyed at your boyfriend, who’s breathing heavy and trying to keep himself in check. The change in lighting now that you’re in his car makes the slick on his lips shine at this angle, and you reach out affectionately to wipe his face off with your hand. He catches it, one massive hand wrapping around your wrist once more and he presses your first two fingers into his mouth, silently sucking while you watch, eyes lidded, heart thundering.

It’s debauched and far too risky, but Chanyeol doesn’t care, moving to lean over you, effectively forcing you onto your back in the backseat, his big hand forcing your fingers, slick with his spit, down the front of your panties.

Mouth falling open in a silent moan, you maintain eye contact as the sound of the people you heard finally fade away. Chanyeol drags a heavy finger down your slit from your sensitive nub, pressing two of your own fingers inside of yourself.

Chanyeol smirks at you, entirely amused as he encourages your movements with pumps of his fingers steadily drawing your own in and out of your wet cunt. He bites at his lip, chuckling darkly at the look on your face, then he murmurs to you in the silence, “I’m gonna fuck you, baby. Right here.”

You shake your head rapidly. He nods. You pout.

“Just take me home.”

“No. You did this, now be quiet and take it like a good girl.”

He presses a finger of his own inside of you along side the two of yours, effectively stretching you open and shutting you up. Nearby, someone’s car starts and Chanyeol leans in after you jump in surprise at the sound being so close by, mouth against your ear.

“You’ve been bad, baby. Consider this your punishment.”

You mean to tell him again to just take you home and fuck you, because you know this parking garage is about to get busy with the evening shift ending. More voices come from farther away and you squeeze your eyes shut tight. You’re doing your best to completely block them out, blushing furiously as Chanyeol easily tugs your jeans the rest of the way off and exposes your tits from over the top of your shirt.

Chanyeol runs a circle round one of your nipples with his tongue, mirroring the movement of his fingers circling your clit at the same time. He smirks up at you, grazing your nipple with his teeth.

“You’re the worst.” You groan down at him quietly.

“You deserve it.” He huffs in response, “Making me crazy like this.”

Pressing at your entrance, he teases you with shallow dips inside, flicking his two middle fingers back away from you, teasing you with the least amount of pressure he could manage while his teeth sink into a sensitive spot at the center of your cleavage.

Your hips buck up into his hand, seeking to draw his fingers into you deeper but he continues to tease, dipping in not even to the first knuckle and withdrawing while he sucks an angry red hickey into the center of your breasts. You gasp and moan, hips rolling under him, your hands flying up and gripping onto his hair, holding him close while you writhe under him.

“If you keep making noises like that someone’s gonna hear you.” Chanyeol mumbles against your skin, placing a tender kiss over his love bite before he drops down lower. It’s a cramped area but his backseat is large enough to accommodate even his long limbs as he shifts down half way into the floor, half way leaning over the seat he has you sprawled on, and he kisses the inside of your thigh.

Each hungry press of his lips on your skin draws him nearer and nearer to where you’re aching for him to be. His lips graze the fold of your leg, tongue coming out and licking up it in such a way that has your pussy throbbing. He hums, nuzzling closer, but the moment his lips touch your core, he pulls his head back, eyes blazing.

“Hey..” You protest weakly, watching in confusion and disappointment as he sits upright, his hands moving to the front of his baggy shorts. It’s a little bitter, the way you accept him right away, denying you oral sex. Maybe you did deserve it. A little. Besides, it’s not like you’re really going to protest if he wants to stick it in you really quickly. Your muscles clench just thinking about it, and god knows you’re already wet enough to take him in easily.

Chanyeol’s thick palm rubs over the tip of his dick, smearing precum down the shaft and lubricating himself with it, his eyes locked on yours, chest heaving. You grab onto your breasts, fingers toying desperately at your nipples, hips thrusting up to graze the head of his dick as he strokes it slowly.

He always makes you feel small when he mounts you like this - big body hunched over, one hand tucked down to guide his cock home towards your center. His shoulders shroud you in darkness, concealing your almost fully nude body in shadows, protecting you from anything that it’s the backseat of his Mercedes. You forget all about the parking garage, about any other people coming or leaving, you forget about everything except the way he’s dragging the blunt tip of his cock through your folds.

Rubbing your wetness top to bottom and back again, he slicks your puckering asshole and your swollen clit alike before he lines himself up at your cunt, letting his upper body fall over you some as he moves both hands on either side of your head. It’s with practiced precision that he enters your heat.

Chanyeol groans like a grizzly as he sheaths himself, and he doesn’t give you any time to adjust to being speared by him before he’s moving within you. It’s a deep push inward and a slow drag out with his hips, like he’s unable to stop the movement, his lips falling into the crook of your neck to fog up your skin with his breath as he gasps against you.

“Shit,” He hisses, “Feel so good, baby.”

He pushes himself up away from you, keeping most of his weight on his legs and lower back so he’s buried heavily and deep inside, and he lifts your outside leg, hooking your knee over the inside of his elbow.

“That ok?”

“Yeah.” You murmur, fingers dancing along the muscle in each of his thighs, taut and flexed as he begins to move again, this time quicker and harder. You’re so worked up, you feel the beginnings of an orgasm fluttering in your lower belly embarrassingly fast. Chanyeol grunts and his jaw flexes as he stares down at the way his thrusts make your tits bounce enticingly. His free hand reaches for one, gripping one nipple between two fingers as he massages the fullness of your breast.

He’s relentlessly driving you towards an orgasm, you feel it building and building and you’re about to burst, cunt pulsating around his pistoning cock until you’re unable to keep yourself quiet anymore. Moans fall from your lips uncaring who could hear, who could be walking right past his Mercedes.

“Hngh, Chanyeol, fuck! I’m gonna cum, I’m-”

He cuts you off, a hand smothering your desperate cries with his palm, covering half of your face with his big hand. “You gonna cum on my cock, baby?” He asks you quietly, voice dropping an octave as his eyes flash down at you. You nod, clinging to his forearm as you breathe desperately through your nostrils.

“Yeah?” He asks, slamming his hips harder, driving you euphorically towards your end. “You don’t fucking deserve to cum on my cock yet, baby.”

You don’t even register his words until after he’s withdrawing himself from you and stuffing his slick, throbbing cock back into his underwear and pulling his shorts back up around his waist. He’s breathing heavy and avoiding eye contact with you, glancing around the parking lot to make sure the coast is clear.

You’re left laying on your back, leg cocked up, foot resting against the headrest of the passenger seat, pussy leaking and mind spinning with ravenous thoughts of need and desperation.

He opens the door of the car and shocks you to your senses, and it’s as you bolt upright, trying to save your decency and hide your nether regions that you realize what it was he had said to you. Chanyeol walks around the back of the car, adjusting himself, wincing as he walks, and you follow him for a moment before your head whips around, paranoid, looking to see if anybody is near. There’s not a soul in sight besides the two of you right now, but you feel shame sinking into your stomach at the thought that there were very likely any number of people nearby when you were being loud just moments earlier.

Chanyeol hops into the passenger seat and buckles his seat beat, his eyes meeting yours in the rear view mirror. “Are you gonna ride back there? Buckle up.”

“What?” All the blood has rushed completely out of your head, your brain feels hung over and foggy and oh, so frustrated.

“Get up here, then, babe.” He chuckles at you, fishing his keys out of his pocket and starting the car. He turns the air on, blasting you in the face with coolness that seems to help wake you back up a little bit more. You shimmy into your jeans, trying to ignore how uncomfortably slippery you are between your legs as you climb over the middle console and into the passenger seat awkwardly.

Chanyeol waits, watching carefully until he sees that you’re safely fastened into the car before he throws it into drive and pulls out of his spot. You don’t speak for a while, staring out the windshield and ignoring the throbbing in your core, until he’s out of the garage and on the main road heading towards his place.

“You seriously did that to me?” It’s rhetoric question, you don’t need an answer to but Chanyeol speaks up, laughing in a mischievous, croaky sort of way.

“Yes, I did. Don’t you think you should earn the privilege of cumming on my cock?” He comes to a complete stop at a red light and turns to look at you, expecting an answer, but you scowl at him in silence instead. He smiles.

The light turns green and he pulls out onto the main road. It won’t be too long of a drive before he makes it to his place, but you’re angry and there’s only one thing on your mind, that just so happens to be laying thick and rigid in his lap.

He’s not at all expecting it when you unbuckle your seat belt, the little “ding! ding! ding!” alerting him to the fact that you were taking it off before he glanced over to see you shifting up to sit on your knees in the passenger seat.

“What are you doing??” He’s instantly argumentive about it, frowning in your direction every couple of seconds, trying to focus on the road. “Put your belt back on!”

You don’t listen, hands shoving down the front of his shorts just enough that his cock springs free, and even in the midst of him chanting, “Aish! No, nonono, stop! Jagiya~ don’t, it’s not safe, heyhey no don-”

His protests stop the moment he feels the velvety warmth of your mouth around his cock. He lets out a choked groan, thankful for the upcoming red light that he’ll be able to stop the car for a few seconds. You feel the deceleration and take the opportunity to position yourself so you’re more comfortable, leaning over the middle console is painful on your tits no matter how you lay, so you opt to lean across one of your arms to cushion yourself, mouth drooling over his dick as you reposition.

Chanyeol stares down at the back of your head, leaning down further in his seat in an attempt to see your mouth around him but before he can get a good view, the car behind him honks, and he glances up in a panic to see that the light had turned green. He pressed a little too heavy on the gas and floored it on accident, causing you to lurch down farther on his cock, gagging as his length crammed farther down your throat than you were prepared to take him.

He moans loud, throbbing and leaking precum that drags across your bottom lip as you pull off of him entirely to take in a ragged breath. You glance up at him, murmuring in a patronizing tone, “Be careful, Yeol.”

“You fuckin’ be careful!” He snaps, hand shaking as he moves it from the steering wheel to signal a right turn.

You know that means he’s nearly home, so you grin, ducking back down and attempting to swallow him whole on purpose this time. He reaches the back of your throat and you begin to gag, but you relax your muscles, opening up to slide him farther back until your nose is against his pubes. Your eyes are watering and Chanyeol’s hips buck just the smallest bit.

You’re going at it hands free, bobbing up and down in his lap, trying to avoid bumping your head on the steering wheel, but Chanyeol graciously shifts his seat back a few extra inches to ensure your safety at least in whatever way he can manage. Once he’s off of the highway and driving on smaller roads he’s more comfortable in, he threads one hand in your hair and drives easily with the other. His grip starts off tender but it’s as you get him nearer to busting down your throat that his touch is forceful and almost mean.

“Fuck, you’re such a slut.” He groans, making another right turn into his usual parking spot outside of his apartment. Once he’s safe in another parking garage, shrouded by almost complete darkness save for the street lights flooding in from outside, he leans his chair back even more, his grip on your hair punishing as he drags you off his cock and to his mouth, kissing you wet and sloppily before he shoves you back down on his dick, gagging you on purpose.

You’re fully prepared to let him cum down your throat, sucking him in earnest and for some reason, now that he’s not where he works anymore, perhaps? You feel less exposed now that he’s so close to home. You’re noisy as you go at it, slurping and sucking, moaning around the shaft of his dick, leaning farther over the middle console and reaching one hand out to press forward into the front of his shorts and massage his heavy balls. He needs to cum, you can tell by the weight of them. He needs to empty himself bad and it’s all you care about, to drain him until he’s sated.

It takes a lot of self restraint, but you pull away from him and wipe your mouth on the back of your hand, locking eyes with him, “Do I deserve it yet?”

His eyes flash like he’s gonna get pissed for half a second but you smile and he softens immediately, shoulders slumping, cock throbbing in his lap, still exposed. “Let’s go find out.” He chuckles, stuffing himself back in his pants and hurrying out of the car.

Once again, you find yourself being dragged along behind him. He’s like a kid almost, the rush of excitement coursing through him so intensely that he doesn’t know what to do with himself. You find yourselves giggling and playing along the way, teasing him with tickling hands across his torso as he tries to key in the code to get in the apartment, bumping into walls as you round the corner and head for the stairwell that leads to his apartment. He keeps shushing you, but in doing so he’s louder than your laughter, so you clamp a hand over his mouth, laughing breathlessly into the front of his shirt, leaning heavily against him while he fumbles to slip the key into the lock and open his front door.

You duck under his arm and dart inside in a flash, hands moving to the bottom hem of your shirt and lifting it over your head in a quick motion. Chanyeol barely has time to lock the door behind him before he’s turning eagerly to watch you strip. You’re bent over, shimmying out of your jeans, when he dramatically staggers back into the door with a thump.

He hits his knees and scoots over to you on them, eyes big and pleading as he looks up at you, hands reaching to grasp your hips, smoothing them around to grip your ass.

“Oh, baby..” He groans quietly, burying his face into the softness of your stomach. “Finally.” He nuzzles a few kisses against your skin, sweet in contrast to the way he gagged on you on his cock moments ago, or the way he cruelly denied your orgasm.

Smiling, you thread your fingers through his hair affectionately as he kisses his way down to your pussy, moaning in between each kiss before he kisses right at the cleft of your sex. You tug lightly on his hair, making his eyes look up at you, tongue coming out to stroke flat against your clit.

“I think it’s time you stop playing around, babe.” You tell him, biting at your lower lip while his tongue spreads you open, mouth sucking and swallowing the taste of your flooded opening.

He nods his head against you, but otherwise doesn’t respond verbally except to moan when you tug on his hair harder. You pull him back away from you, ducking down, capturing his glistening lips in a searing kiss. Regardless of how tortured he felt by your little games today, you had felt just as tormented, just as needy and desperate for him as he had become for you. The tension building in your lower stomach thrumming, throbbing in your core and you were over playing games and teasing at this point.

After a brief, messy kiss, you tuck one hand around his throat, feeling his adam’s apple bob as he swallows, eyes wide as he stares up at you. “Fuck me, Yeol. Now.” To emphasize the final word, you squeezed, just enough to have his mouth falling open in a silent gasp, just hard enough to take his breath away for half a second before you let him go.

“Yes, baby.” Chanyeol’s voice is breathy as he scrambles to stand, following after you like a lost puppy as you turn on your heel and head to the bedroom. He catches up easily with his long legs, arms wrapping around your middle, holding your back to his chest, pressing his erection into your lower back with a groan before you turn in his embrace.

You both make quick work of getting him out of his clothes; he lifts his shirt while you shove his shorts and boxers down all in one sweeping motion, and when you straighten back up, he lifts you, tucking you around his waist as he crawls onto the mattress with you under him, kissing at his neck.

He manages to roll his hips and angle you under him just right so that he can slip inside of your cunt easily, hands free. You both groan in tandem as he bottoms out.

Your body responds to his instantly, clenching around his cock as if you were afraid of losing this feeling before you reached your peak. Chanyeol’s hips press forward, dragging out to the tip before diving back in and then snapping against you, sticking you hard each time with his rigid, throbbing member.

He’s quicker than usual in this position, slumped over you, back hunched, face buried in your neck. Usually he fucks deep and slow but the desperation has built in him and he’s rocketing into you with as much speed and force as he can generate, grunting and panting and fogging up your skin.

You hold your breath, focusing on the way he feels and the way he sounds, losing yourself in the feel of his body weight crushing down on top of you slightly, constricting your lungs from filling up all the way, aching in your ribs and aching deep, deep in your womb.

He pulls back before it gets to be too much, as if he senses your discomfort long before it comes to you, hands caressing your face, lips pressing against your eye lids before he tells you in a low tone, “I love you, baby.”

“I love you, too.” You gasp.

Chanyeol pulls back enough to look down at your eyes, never ceasing his movements as he asks, “Can you ride me?”

You’re more than happy to, albeit unwilling to let him slip out, so you tuck your legs around his waist, locking his feet at the top of his ass and he flips you over and sits up, keeping himself in you until you adjust your legs on either side of him, then he scoots, dragging you on top of him up the mattress until his head is rested on the pillow, stacking both of them up so he’s propped up into a more reclined position.

The moment you start to grind on his cock, hands planted on his chest, Chanyeol gets loud. He loves watching you fuck him, but after a night like this one it feels particularly desperate, the way he moans and ruts up against you. You relish in the sounds he’s making, fingers threading in his hair, drawing his mouth to your breast. His lips kiss gently at a puckered nipple before his tongue lolls out, licking a tight circle around the bud before he latches onto it and sucks.

You keep fucking him, the walls of your pussy clenching him tight while you grind down hard, giving friction to your swollen, needy clit. Alternating between grinding and bouncing on his cock, you focus on his mouth, watching the wet licks of his tongue on your nipple, the way his lips pucker and look all the more pink and delicate as he sucks your breast. It’s overwhelming, and sends you hurtling, once more, straight for a much needed orgasm.

“Aish!” He cries out, squeezing his eyes shut, hips bucking up to meet your thrusts but he’d wild, sloppy, so very desperate that he throws you off rhythm. “Fuck, fuck, just like that..” He gasps, words spilling out over your tit, bruised by his insistent kissing, licking, sucking, one hand gripping your opposite breast while the other squeezes your ass, keeping you tight against him.

“Make me fucking cum,” You gasp, “Fuck, please…please..” Your eyes squeeze shut, focusing on the wet slap and squelch that fills the room, the way your boyfriend is desperate panting, wheezing each breath that comes out in hot puffs against your tits, tongue still stroking, lips still sucking. It’s a desperately animalistic meeting of skin, quivering and clenching and throbbing, sloppily coming together in rough, pulsating waves until the tension finally snaps.

You cum first, blood rushing through your ears, pounding in your veins as your pussy rhythmically squeezes and releases in hot gushes over Chanyeol’s cock. You roll your hips, jerky and simpering, your whole body responding to the orgasm, head throw back and toes curling.

The feel of you cumming on his cock sends him over the edge, mouth still on your breast and half way sobbing, “I love you so fucking much..”

It’s a euphoric laugh that sings out of you, your eyes opening to watch as he cums noisily, head falling back on the pillow, planting his feet and jerking up into you to fill you up to the hilt with his cum.

“I love you, too, baby.” You coo down to him, rocking your hips nice and slow to ride out both of your highs together, a hand stroking soothingly down his chest. “Did that feel good? Hm?” He nods wordlessly at you, eyes squeezed shut, “You came so much.” You giggle.

“Did I fill your pussy up?” He asks, voice hoarse as his eyes open, bleary and tired, to see you nod your head, looking down at the mess of sex fluids leaking between where you’re still connected. He smiles wearily, eyes fluttering shut again, “Good. You definitely, definitely deserved it.”

#chanyeol smut #park chanyeol smut #exo smut #mine #kimkaijong-in #woohoo babey i did it! i completed something!! something that im happy with!!

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SEA DRAGON’S GIFT

Part 58 of 83

De Writer (Glen Ten-Eyck)

140406 words

written 2007

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Tanlin’s face fell. In a sad soft voice she said, “Oi knew t’at ye’d ask. Oi’ll give ye t’e facts t’at Oi know. Ye willnae like w’at Oi’m about t’ tell ye. Ot least a few ot’ers will tell parts o’ ‘t as well. Ye’ll ‘ave t’ decide i’ ye’ve been told true.” Dragons forgive m’. Oi’ll tell ‘er nae lie but Oi must save m’ Barad at any cost! She began, carefully editing Barad’s early involvement in the plot.

“T’ere wa’ a plot t’ kill ye. T’was hatched only a few doors down t’e passage in Mister Morgu’s cabin. ‘E wa’ our Purser an’ ‘e ‘ates t’e Longin. T’was ‘e t’at persuaded Barad t’ buy t’e Ord …”

She went on, fearful of the effect that her account was having on Kurin. So much depended on the goodwill of this child. No, not really a child, just young. Before the fleet she was legally an adult because of her skills accomplishments.

There was good reason for her fear. Kurin heard of the apparent cold blooded murder of Chena and possibly Merk with horror and pity. She did not want to face this. She wanted to run and hide, curled around her knotted stomach. Only her need to know the truth kept her in the same cabin with this story.

Tanlin’s control broke down when she got to Silor’s part. She turned in her chair and gestured at the cabin door, her voice catching as she said, “Ot t’e Gat’ering, only a day before ye were poisoned, Oi met Silor just ootside t’is door. ‘E wa’ runnin’ an errand for Mister Morgu. T’was ‘im t’at took t’e kit.”

She hid her face and her voice was muffled and she wept as she said, “A moment earlier! Just a moment earlier an’ Oi’d ‘ave caught ‘im in our cabin! Nae bit o’ t’is wad ‘ave ‘appened i’ Oi’d been a moment earlier!”

Kurin, remembering the ghastly accusations of her own mother as she sank into madness, could well guess the kind of guilt feelings that Tanlin was experiencing. The screaming shade of her mother accusing her of murdering her father still haunted her dreams. She leaned forward, reaching through her own revulsion at the unfolding tale, and laid a comforting hand on Tanlin’s arm. The contact helped Tanlin to get a grip on herself. She looked thankfully at Kurin and went on.

Kurin heard the events at the Gathering and after. Even though she had already heard that the Fauline had been rammed, she got the tale again. This time it included what had happened aboard the Fauline as well as the rest of the events. She heard, for the first time, how the Grandalor had got north undetected by riding in the eye of the Coriolis storm.

Kurin sat, stunned by the tale. Shakily she asked, “That’s it? No dodge? No it was an accident or a prank gone awry? Just, somebody really tried to kill me, not even because they hated me? Just to hurt my ship?”

Tanlin sat slumped in her chair, looking ill. We’ve lost. She’ll nae help us now, she thought. She responded dully, “In Mister Morgu’s case, Aye. In Silor’s case, nae. ‘E ‘ates ye an’ blames all o’ ‘is ill fortune an’ failings on ye. Oi t’ink, from talking wit’ ‘im, t’at ‘e’s mad, at least w’ere ye are concerned.

“Bot’ ‘e an’ Mister Morgu ‘ave been confined since we caught t’em. Nane ‘as spoken t’ t’em since, except for m’sel’. I talked t’ each o’ t’em separately t’ get t’e facts t’at Oi ‘ad t’ tell ye.”

Kurin curled up into a ball in her chair and sat, eyes closed, stomach knotted. Tanlin looked despairingly across at Kurin. She felt both guilt and sorrow that she’d caused such pain in one so young. Tanlin crossed the space between them and knelt where she could gather the hurting Kurin into her arms.

Kurin, startled, looked at her face. Gray eyes in pain met gray eyes in despair. Kurin uncurled enough to wrap an arm about Tanlin as well. For a few minutes they just sat and comforted each other.

Kurin broke the hug first and retreated to her chair, curled about her pain. She looked at Tanlin, and tilted her head regarding the woman shrewdly. Almost dismissively she said, “This is just pain. It was hard to hear, that’s all. I half expected something like that story. I came here because of those Great Law violations. Running off because something’s difficult isn’t my way.

“Is there anything else that I should know about?”

“T’ere’s a matter t’at ye should know from m’,” said Tanlin, eager to change the subject, hope flaring. “T’e counterfeit scrip t’at ‘as plagued yer last few Gat’erings originated on t’is ship. Barad an’ Mister Morgu conspired toget’er on t’at. T’ere are many ‘oo were guilty o’ ‘elping t’ make or pass ‘t.”

“I see,” said Kurin. She wrapped white hair about several fingers as she thought. Concentration helped her to ignore the pain knotting her stomach. She remembered some things that both Alor and Captain Mord had complained of and got an impish grin. “I think that I have an idea about how to deal with that little problem.”

She turned serious again and said grimly, “There’s another problem that might not be so easy, though. The Grandalor has an ominous reputation. There are up to several hundred disappearances, perhaps murders. Somehow they will have to be dealt with.”

This time it was Tanlin who grinned. She raised her left index finger and chuckled around the stone of fear in her heart, “T’ey never ‘appened. Nae even ane.”

“Then what did happen to all those people?” asked Kurin skeptically.

Tanlin snorted in amusement and replied, “Indentures. Barad brokered t’eir indenture sales in t’e Arraken fleet. T’e ‘ule ship kept t’e secret as a groit joke on t’e Naral fleet. T’ere were nae mysterious disappearances. Tis all in t’e Log an’ accounts.”

Angrily, Kurin started to say, “That’s a violation of the First Great Law! The sale of indentures is slavery!”

Tanlin held up a hand to stem the clearly expected outburst from Kurin. Calmly she explained, “Oi know t’e views o’ t’e Naral fleet on t’e matter. As indenture’s practiced in t’e Arrakan fleet tis nae slavery nae does ‘t violate t’e Forst Groit Law. Tis t’e ‘art o’ t’e Arrakan system o’ education. Yer apprenticeship system comes closer t’ slavery t’an our indenture system.”

Kurin leaned forward curiously, listening carefully as Tanlin went on, “Barad discovered ‘ow our education system worked. ‘E made yer castoffs int’ students t’at our fleet paid ‘igh prices for. Wen t’e Princamorn wa’ wrecked, we were on our way t’ meet Barad an’ pick up t’e latest crop o’ indentures.”

“Ye ‘ad t’ know about t’e indenture sales. T’ey’re sure t’ try t’ attack us wit’ t’em. T’e sales were legal in our fleet an’ dune in our territory. T’e T’ird Groit Law’s all t’e defense m’ Barad needs.”

Tanlin regarded Kurin soberly for a few moments. She’s so small. Can she truly save us? Barad trusts ‘er an’ t’ere’s few enow ‘e does. She said quietly, “T’e Grandalor’s books, Logs an’ all else wit’ nut’in’ an’ nane ‘eld bock, is open t’ ye. Ask anyt’ing. I’ we know t’e answer, tis yers. Oi’ve ordered t’at t’ere’s t’ be nut’in’ ‘idden from ye.”

Earnestly, Tanlin requested, “Study t’e case forst, t’en answer ane quest’n. Will ye please put our case before t’e Naral fleet?”

When Kurin did not answer immediately, Tanlin added, a little bitterly, “We’ve little ot’er ‘ope o’ gettin’ justice. Remember, nae even ye quest’ned t’e violations o’ law, bot’ Groit an’ fleet, t’at were dune t’ us. Ye ‘ave t’eir respect an’ ye were t’e victim o’ t’e assault. T’ey’ll listen t’ ye.”

Kurin thought I’ve never refused a challenge before. I wonder what Cat would say about me defending Barad? Still, it’s the biggest responsibility I’ve ever faced. She shuddered a little as she pondered, Lenai and Darkistry are wounded and in sickbay. Macoul is dead. Just to get me here. I can’t let them down.

Tanlin saw Kurin’s small shudder and feared the worst.

Clearly and firmly Kurin said, “I’ve already made up my mind. I don’t need to think it through any further.”

Tanlin’s face fell, sure that she had lost. Ship, love, friends and all would die. Despair provided the darkness that the unsetting arctic sun in the ports could not. Determination settled over her features. Ice like the pack not far north wrapped her heart. She would have to save her folk — — if she could. She knew too well, from Barad’s books, the deadly skills of those directing the hunt to the south of them.

She heard her own voice as if it were through a bulkhead, remote from what she was saying, “Oi promised ye safe conduct. Oi’m sorry t’at we took ye so far for naught. We’ll feed ye an’ let ye rest. Tomorrow we’ll return ye t’ t’e Longin.

“We’ll nae be Scattered an’ executed by Council orders. We’ll try t’ break-oot for t’e Arrakan fleet. T’ey’ll give us a fair trial wen t’ey ‘ear o’ the Groit Law violations. We’ll die fightin’ i’ we cannae escape.

“Oi ‘ope t’at we dinnae have t’ sink any ships doin’ ‘t.”

Appalled, Kurin exclaimed, “No! I meant that I will be your advocate! I do have to study the case but not to make up my mind. You were wronged. I don’t know if I can save your crew but I have to try.”

Tanlin’s hardness turned to joy in an instant. “Oi know t’at ye’ll do yer best an’ t’at yer best’s very good indeed.”

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