#IM SO TIRED GOING TO BED. AAH.

[zan0tix]

Any general thoughts on/relating to the Brobot?

Have my half awake scrawlings...

I really love the brobot!!!! People really misconstrue it and also leave it out in a lot of dirkjake talk? Its a big player in not only how dirk expresses his affection/desire towards jake but also in their multi year spanning unspoken game of gay chicken 😭😭(all of dirks splinters are but Not about them rn)

It was sent yknow under the pretense that jake loves wrestling and wished so bad to have somebody he could wrestle with. But at the same time it protects jake from the horrors of hellmurder island (seen before they strife), pushing jake into the Damsel in distress role he wasnt expecting to play even before all the shit in the game, with Dirk being his hero.

Jake says he keeps it on a high difficulty because apparently in the Novice mode he says their interactions become "too tender" and doesnt want to elaborate, Friendly reminder! His convo with jane on the SAME DAY dirk pulled off that big romantic overture and the kiss happens and him and dirk begin "dating".. is the same day he asked jane if it didnt make him weird for wanting to date dirk. And he also says hed joke around with dirk about how theyd soo make a great couple if dirk were a girl haha.

I imagine the brobot and well. Getting physical like that with a robot that supposedly looks like dirk probably gave jake his internal gay awakening at 13 but he just never wanted to actually confront it and instead just wanted to brush past everything 😭😭 (See: every single time sexuality or romance comes up in relation to jake he is literally always thinking about dirk somehow and he never directly talks about his attraction to men or how that reflects/contradicts on his self image of the Movie Star Hero guy)

and jake doesnt actually hate the thing either, he tells jane he thinks it genuinely did improve his fighting capabilities (Which we see it did in collide! he beat basically the whole felt with guns and fisticuffs alone, no hope powers.) Which serves as a pretty evident parallel to dave who also is good at fighting, even if he doesnt want to be. (see dirk + dave convo)

This one comes from hussies authors notes in the aradiabot and equius scene (which equius imagery being invoked with dirk. something i could totally rant about another time haha) but yeah. Jake was being selfish asshat in that log forcing jane into a corner and wringing what he wanted to hear out of her, and also not giving a shit about the brobot (Which served as his protector and only other semblance of human connection since he was 13 and was a BIRTHDAY GIFT FROM DIRK) KILLING ITSELF? But hes so preoccupied talking about dirk. THE REAL DIRK. And immediately after jake loses the dirk splinter that protected him, HE (AND DIRK) CREATE A NEW ONE FOR HIMSELF USING THEIR COMBINED POWERS/?

Hussie is lying.. somebody Does care about dirks feelings. a whole lot to the point they activate their powers unwittingly Because of it. and its jake. but jake just cant admit that himself. (He cannot admit his real feelings until given permission to, dirk would have to concede the game of gay chicken first using his words and not just actions)

ANYWAY. hussie is so right its so easy to get sidetracked times one million talking about this comic. BUT AHH!! BROBOT. his existence.. tragic.. Jakes really smart in knowing that all of dirks splinters enlighten aspects of himself he doesnt oft share, and the brobot served as another dirk action on the pile of dirk actions he engineers to signify his deep immense care for jake, where he lets these grand gestures and implications sit out in the open without ever actually saying what they mean and where his feelings lay.

EVEN IF ITS SUPER OBVIOUS. The d man cant use his big boy words to actually describe his feelings despite how much a yaps! so jake doesnt know if hes even allowed to say anything about his own. Fellas: Is it gay if you labour for supposedly an extended period of time to create a custom robot in your own image to ship in pieces to your best bro guy crush who is HUNDREDS OF YEARS IN THE PAST because you cant be there yourself?

I think this hal message says enough about how bad dirk wished he could visit jake 💀💀

[lovlive]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ midnight insomnia' - c.yj

SYNOPSIS - its the middle of the night and you have 2 problems; no.1 you cant sleep, and no.2 you miss your boyfriend. PAIRING - choi yeonjun x f!reader GENRE - fluff, established relationship WARNINGS - reader is depicted with a pink colour, reader is called ‘baby’ and ‘girlfriend’, just yeonjun and y/n being really cute with eachother <3 requested from anon: hi! i dont think you've posted yet, maybe your busy or just dont know what to write about since your a new blog, but i want to put in a req.. could you do reader x yeonjun with the prompt “i can’t sleep, come to my bed” id actually die AAH im so curious what you could turn this into, thanks :}

notes: thanku sm for the req! yeah, i havent been writing yet since my brain was blank tbh i had no ideas for a fanfic in mind 😭😭 but now youve added fuel to my fire and ill try start writing more often :3 (and yes, the 127 in the fic was on purpose)

The moon cast a soft glow through the small sliver between your curtains, painting the room in hues of silver. In the quiet of the night, you tossed and turned under your soft blanket, unable to find solace in slumber. As you battled with your insomnia, you just couldnt keep your mind off of one thing; Yeonjun. You couldnt stop thinking about the way he would hold you through these chilly early-spring nights, and how much you missed his warm body next to yours. At this point you’ve realised just how starved you were from him despite only seeing him a couple of days ago.

You gave up on your slumber, rolling like a log from one side of your bed to another to pick up your phone. The sharp glow from the screen hit your eyes, your face instinctively scrunching up since you werent used to the brightness. Your fingers lazily glided over to the message app icon, and then tapped on Yeonjun’s contact. The time at the side of the screen caught your eye, and your realised it was 1:27 AM. You were a little weary of texting your boyfriend at this late hour; you knew that he was probably tired after a long day of practicing and you didnt want to seem selfish or too clingy. But you shook off your bad feelings since you knew that Yeonjun wasnt the type to be able to fall asleep easily either. You began to type your messages…

“jjunieeee..”

“baby… ☹️”

As expected, Yeonjun was of course awake. Your one word messages were opened by him a minute later. He looked at the texts, a little confused on why you’d be texting him right now. Any how, he started typing back.

“y/n? why’re you still up. you better not be up to some weird shi 😐”

“jjunie, i cant sleep. come to my bed.”

“baby, its half 1 in the morning.”

“please..😔 i really cant sleep and i need sum1 by my side 😞”

“y/n you’re going to be the death of me... but what wouldnt i do for my beautiful girlfriend”

“ill be there in 5”

“yippee! 😇 i love you ❤️”

“love you more baby ❤️”

Your face lit up as your boyfriend agreed to come over. You immediately put your phone back on your side table and plugged it back into charging, then quickly tossed the dirty socks that were lying on your bedroom floor underneath your bed to appear a little tidier. After a little while, you could hear a quiet knock echo through your small apartment; your face lighting up once again. Your feet quickly brought you to your hallway, where you rummaged your drawer for your keys. Eventually finding them, you jammed the correct key into the keyhole, twisiting it and gently opening the door. As your boyfriend appears from behind the door, you immediately pull him into a hug, shutting the door behind him. “Whats up with you today?” He teases as he feels your arms lock around him tightly, wrapping his arms around your waist in response. “Just missed you baby.” You responded, taking in his soft scent which you missed badly. “Y/n, we just saw eachother a few days ago..” His chuckle landed right in your ear, warm breath brushing right up against your ear. The sensation of course did not fail to make you blush a little. “Yeah, but ‘just a few days ago’ feels like an eternity to me.” You whisper into his shoulder, finding comfort in just burrying your face in his shoulder and hiding from the world. You feel his hands come away from your waist and up to your back, rubbing small circles. “You really arent a patient person, are you? Now, lets get you to bed.” He whispers as he takes your hand in his and begins to lead you over to your bedroom. You obviously dont resist, and grip his hand back as you walk behind him. None of you made a sound as you walked to your bedroom. Both of your social batteries were drained from the long day you’ve survived today, and all you wanted to do was to hold eachother in peace as you tried to fall back into a slumber.

You walk into your bedroom, and Yeonjun leads you straight to your bed. He lets you crawl in and under the covers as he takes off his jacket and throws it onto the chair you have by your desk. He came just wearing his pajamas, since he knew all you were going to do together was snuggle and sleep. He climbs onto your bed, arms wrapping tightly around your body as your face hides in his chest. His hand runs through your soft hair in a consoling manner, trying to get you to feel more tired and sleepy. His hands work like magic, your eyes beginning to feel heavier by the minute. But before you fall asleep, you give his hand a gentle squeeze and manage to whisper a set of three familiar words.

“I love you.”

[sweetkiitsunez]

❞ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐝 - synopsis: being breed and carrying Lord. Finely's kid

❞warning: somewhat dark content (?) + nsfw content (18+) + f!sub (afab!reader) + Dom!Finely Grosvenor + overestimation + breeding + pregnancy kink(?) + creampies + dubconish and nonconish bcs readers wants him to stop, but wants to keep going + nosebleed + aftercare + yandereish??

a/n: gaaahh!! im so hungry for aknk corn :3

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sound of yours and Lord. Finely's skin slapping againist each other and the sound of your moans and cries echos in the empty bedroom. You could feel the moonlight shining on your skin. Finely blocks the moonlight as you could see his silhouette hovering you.

"A-Ah!! Ah! A-Ah! N-ngh!! S-Stop!! N-no more!!" You let out a loud crying moan, squirming as you toss your head on the wrinkle white bedsheets. His hands pinning both of your hands above your head as he continues to thrusts his hips against your wall.

"Ngh...! D-don't worry...! A-aAh! F-fuck... I-I'll... ngh!! Take care...! V-very good! A-ahh...! F-fuck! Ngh! Of y-you...!" Lord. Finely thrusting his hips, quite in a harsh pace while he is holding you down.

He wants something from you. He wants it badly. You underneath him, crying and moaning his name as he couldn't control his body. He couldn't control himself. You will be a perfect wife for him. He caught you caring for a lost child in the street, who got separated from their parents. You're good with kids. He wants to have kids with you. He doesn't want any nobles nor the devil butlers or angels touching you. He wants you all for himself. He wants to see your belly full, plump with his kids inside your womb.

Yes... yes... that's sounds like a good idea. He will have to breed you. He sees your teary eyes as you pleading with him to stop. Your legs are on his shoulders as he did a mating press position.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

He loves it. He loves it when you are getting overestimated. Your body is covered in sweats and fluids.

His eyes is fully foucs on you. He loves you. He loves you very much.

"Look at you... ngh! Aa-ah...! Y-you're shaking, my dear..." He moans as he smiles at you.

It's been forever. You don't remember how long that you had came. You felt dizzy, tired, and couldn't fight your consciousness. Suddenly you felt something dripping on your face as you shifts your eyes to look at him.

Finely notices your reaction as he stops thrusting as he lets go of your wrists as he wipes his nose with his finger.

Crimson red... Crimson red nosebleed dripping from his nostril. Ah, he is having a nosebleed while he is trying to breed you.

"F...Finely... are you okay...? you reached your hands to touch his face, but he gently swatted your hand away from him.

"My dear..." His cleaned hands wipes the bloodly drops off your face. You seems to worried if he is overworking himself to pleasure you. You laid there on the bed as his eyes looks at yours. He wipes his nose, but still has a blood stain on his face as he wipes it.

He kisses your forehead as his thumb creases your heated cheeks. His cock is still inside of you. "...Just look at me, dear..."

You shifts your eyes to look at him. He is hovering you as he places your hands on yours. "I'll take care of you..."

"Just relax for me, I'll make it feel good..." he whispers in a low voice. "Please... I want a baby inside you..." he begs softly.

"I want... a family with you..."

"... someone to take over the Grosvenor families..."

"Please... let me breed you... dear..."

This is the first time, that you heard him beg. He rarely beg. He sounds desperate to have a child with you. You don't really seem him a type of family guy. He is hugging your body close to him, until he lifts your face to look at him.

You could still see the crimson red blood stain on his nose when he wiped it, slowly turning into darker red, leaving him a dry blood stain.

"Please..." he begs one last time.

You just sighs. "...Fine, please take care of me..."

Finely kisses your lips as he held your hands as he harshly thrusts his hips, quite roughly. You have to admit, it feels good as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix.

You felt like your orgasms is approaching. Finely quickly pulls away from you as he is moaning while thrusting. He feels like a heated animals.

"I can't- please- I can't-" you moans as tears forming through your eyes. Your legs and thighs are shaking. The room is filled with echos of loud wet skin slapping.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

"N-ngh! Aa-ah! T-That's good, d-darlin-!! N-ngh!! A-ahh...! K-keep d-doing that...! F-fuck!!" Finely groans as he grabs your thighs as he continues to shove his cock deeply in your walls.

Finely is turned on even more when he heard your cries and screams. You felt something squirting inside as Finely creams your insides as he fills you with his semen. You let out loud orgasm cries as your body is jolted like an electric shock. Your eyes and head rolls back. However, this doesn't stop Finely as he still continues to plunge your insides as you let out a scream.

"O-one more... darling... one more..." Finely panting like a wild animal in heat. He grabs one of your thighs as he toss it on his shoulder. He pulled you closer to him. You are trembling as you are tired. Your sides resting on the bed as you look horrified. This isn't the Finely that you've met in the gathering nobles party. He is like a completely different person.

"I-I need it! Aa-ah! Mmgh! Please! Darling!" Finely choked as he grins at you with his flushed cheeks and sweaty face. He seems dizzy... his blood is gushing down to his cock. He is hard... as he notices that his semen is dripping out of your hole.

No... he must keep going... it's a waste to spill his children. His head is feeling lightheaded as you notice that he is slowly grinds his cock into your hole.

He fell on top of you as you screamed for the maids and servants to take care of the Lord. Finely. His eyelids is heavy as his vision has become blurry. He could head the commotion, but your skin... is warm. He wanna hold you. He wanna touch your pregnant belly, just to feel the bump again.

Finely was awoken as he was lying on his bed with new bedsheets, changed into a nightgown, and already cleaned up. His nosebleed is gone. He smells like champagne scented as slowly sat up from his bed. His head feels wussy.

He almost forgot about you as he quickly turns to his side, just to see you lying down on the bed next to him with your eyelids closed. He brushed his fingers on your flushed cheeks. You're warm...

However, he is disappointed himself that he couldn't fill you enough for him. Maybe... next time. At least you're by his side.

He kisses your forehead as he joins you in bed as he hugs you tightly, not wanting to let you go. He couldn't stop imagining himself with his hands around your pregnant belly.

No one can have you. He only wants you for all to himself.

[luvforemikai]

Bitch i might be

summary ~ just a regular day with the cullens, except the cullens have to deal with your bullshit. Not taking your adhd meds you're extra... active today. Enjoy!

warning ~ cussing and talk of pills

Quotes mentioned -

"Bitch i might be" - Gucci Mane

Music mentioned (in order) -

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"PINK WIG THICK ASS GIVE EM WHIP LASH, I THINK BIG GET CASH MAKE EM BLINK FAST, LOOK AT WHAT YOU JUST SAW THIS IS WHAT YOU LIVE FOR AHHHHHHHH IM A MOTHERFUCKIN MONSTAA" - "Y/N KEEP IT DOWN UP THERE!" rosalie yells, absolutely tired of your mess. You ignore her though and keep rapping while jumping on your bed, which causes your dad, carlisle, to come up and ask you himself. "I know you like to sing or rap or whatever it is that you do just please try to keep it down" he says softly. "Okay!" You say, but continue to rap your nicki minaj playlist until esme yells for a snack. You run out of your door aggressively, heading downstairs towards the kitchen singing beyonce. "DONT YOU EVER FOR A SECOND GET TO THINKINNNN YOU'RE IRREPLACEABLE!!". Jasper rolls his eyes while altering your mood , making you wanna stop singing and sit on the couch watching one of your favorite movies playing, "rush hour". Carlisle scolded jasper for what he did but he didnt care, he just enjoyed the peace and quiet while you ate your burritos esme made.

When you were finished you did an awkwardly flexible flip off the couch to go bother your parents carlisle and esme. "Can i have a friend over?".. "no, not while you're off your meds" esme says "okay but like the doctor said himself i should wait 48 hours to take my meds again because of that weird thing that was going on with my heart so i think I'll be alright.".. esme gave in "fine, which one"..."Nat?" Esme shakes her head "no absolutely not" "whyyy???" You say disappointed " i dont like her, so no. Pick somebody else"... "fine, uh, jasmine?"... "sure." Esme says while giving you a look of suspicion. "AAH thank you!" You say while hugging her.

Its 12pm and Jasmine comes in. everybody welcomes her and you go up to your room. You stay in your room with her for a few hours til you guys go downstairs to get something to eat. She's sitting on the couch singing.. "rock it dont stop it everybody get on the floor. Crank the party up we about to get it on .." while you bust out in dance moves, pulling from all those hiphop rehearsals you went to when you were little. You guys bust out laughing after a minute of it considering how random it was. She goes home a little while after.

Its 8pm and esme makes dinner for you. In return you play music on the television. "Baby boy you stay on my mind fulfull my fantasyyy i think about you all the time i see you in my dreamsss" you sing loudly while whining your hips. "I think she's going crazy without her meds" Edward says jokingly "Bitch i might be" you say quickly after while carlisle tells you to watch your language.

The food is done and its finally time to take your meds. Those 48 hours were rough. You slept a whole day and was active the next, you were more than ready. You still had trouble taking pills because of your borderline fear of choking so you took them with some icecream and was out like a light the next hour. You had Jasper to thank for that along with the crushed up melatonin Emmett put in your food. "Goodnight y/n" is all you heard when you were dosing off in Carlisle's arms while he took you up to your room.

[bluxb3rry]

❝𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦!❞↳෴੭˚ ༘♡·˚₊˚ˑ༄ؘ 💙

Jeongin x male reader!

he/him pronouns!

English is not my frist language!

Lowkey hate this one, idk, i don't like it...

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

JeongIn was tired, he was sitting in his bed, looking at nothing in particular, just thinking about what to do that day, everyone was pretty much busy, doing their own things and Jeongin was actually free that day, bored.

It was Summer, and it was a rather hot day, he didn't feel like going out and doing stuff but there was nothing to do inside the house.

-aaaah im bored-

He could get something to eat, but what?, something cold for sure, but didn't feel like going somewhere.

-i'll just use the delivery-then he just looked for places, watch something nice, order some ice cream

and done...

-aaaaaah-

ding!

-yeeey-

When he went to the entrace for the ice cream, with still boredom in his head and only really thinking about eating ice cream while watching a random bad movie.

-hello!-

When he looked in front of him, he looked the most handsome man in the world, at least in his eyes [thoug im sure for everyone eyes], he was only in his uniform and had a kind smile in his face, he looked so kind and maybe Jeongin forgot how to talk for two second.

-h-hi-

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He doesn't remeber the embarrasing moment in front of the pretty boy beside that he was now in the couch, in front of the tv, looking at the ice cream he was eating...he wanted to see the pretty boy again, but it was gonna be quite weird ask ice cream after some minutes of having it, but at the same time he didn't wanna lose the sight of the pretty boy again.

-mmhp-he looked at the tv and the random scene of the random movie, he didn't even really liked it

He ate some ice cream, still looking at nothing and the sound of the Tv like atmosphere.

-and what is wrong with you?-a deep voice scared him a little, forgeting that he lives with other people

-aah, Felix-Hyung...hi-

-hi?-he looked at him weird-you oka-Oh you had ice cream?-he got close-any left?

-no...-

-dang it-

-...hey hyung, do you want me to buy more?-

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

-seems a hot day for you!-you're sweet voice made Jeongin still nervouse

-haha, yeah, some of my friends wanted so yeah...-he voice became quieter the more he spoke, he needed to ask fast to the pretty boy.

-well here you have! i hope you have nice day!-

-canihaveyournumber???-okay maybe a little too fast

-um, excuse me?-

-eh, can i have your number?-he asked again

Now both guys looked quite red, one more than the other.

-...sure-

huh? it worked?

-hey why did you took so long?-Felix asked while taking the ice cream from him, already with a spoon and ready to eat a little

-im in love-

-what-

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

[mayg-b]

@sbk-zgvlt @psycheprincess

Chapter 3

First meeting

 

Sebek quietly looked at the silver haired boy in front of him, trying to not to wake him up ended with failure and now the boy was looking at him with the most innocent eyes every known to man-kind

 

 

And sebek?

 

He was mentally panicking inside

 

'how did this even happened?!'

 

a little while ago

 

İt has been three day since Sebek woke up sick, and tired despite being knocked out. And he spent these 3 days, trying to accept the fact that this is in fact, very much real and not a dream

(Maybe he is a bit embarrassed for taking 3 days to put himself together for someone his age, but the situation isnt your everyday problem okay!?)

 

Sebek sighed as he looked up to the covered potrait

'Lay in bed for three days and boredom gets you, I guess'

 

Sebek, finally deciding he had enough, got out from the bed and  out of the room, only to be stopped by the guards near his door.

"Young master, you should be resting in bed as the doctor said so, please get back"

 

Sebek looked at the guards and he really didn't felt like fighting so he went back in. But it didn't meant he would just lay around. 

 

That leaded him, breaking out from the balcony with a makeshift rope. 

 

Avoiding the place he fell into water, as there were a lot of guards and investigation, he went away from the mansion somehow without being seen

'That was an actual killing attempt....it somehow feels Familiar but I'm pretty sure Sebek of the book did not lived this, maybe because...'

 

While thinking about what the cause may be, sebek did not notice he went into the woods

 

He woke up from his train of thoughts once a acorn fell in front of his feet, looking up sebek spotted a squirrel looking at him 

 

'It looks just like my toy back at home..'

 

THe squirrel started to get away quickly, making sebek follow it.

 

Sebek wasn't looking where he was going, his eyes was locked on the squirrel so he won't lose it but till he trips on something and fells to the ground

"AAH-!?"

"OUF....."

sebek looked behind him and his blood froze as he saw a silver haired boy sleeping, he knew who it was. He knew where he were

 

A forest

 

Silver hair

 

Animals all around

 

Only one person this little boy can be 

 

Silver Vanrouge A.K.A the main protagonist 

 

Quietly trying to get up while hoping that already tripping on him did not woke the boy up, Sebek stood up awkwardly. 

 

....

 

 

Well it ended with failure when he saw the most innocent eyes known to man-kind looking at him curiously.

 

 

Boy opened his mouth

"Hi?"

 

Sebek, who was panicking mentally, did one of the most unlogical thing to do-

 

"HI, IM SORRY!! BYE!!

 

and he left, running, not once stopping till he went to mansion

 

Sebek didn't even knew how he managed to get way back up, considering he ran for quite a while.....

 

But it wasn't his current problem either. He was busy eating himself over the fact that he did one of the most stupid things.

 

'why did I ran away like that?! Now he will think I wanted to hurt him- AHHHHG! IDIOT ME-'

 

While thinking about Silver, Sebek finally remembered something.

 

'! The assassination attempt! It was exact same thing that happened to silver when he was playing near the river!-'

he got up from his bed

 

"Why-! Why is it happening to me!?"

 

End of chapter 3

 

Here is chapter 3, hope you like it everyone 😊

[iheartchv]

hello !! im so unsure if ur matchups are open— so if they aren’t, feel free to delete this 😅

may i request a 🌿🍒 cod mw2 matchup?

mbti : enfp-t

zodiac : virgo

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preference : male lean

(my) gender : nb, they/them

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personality: do lean more on the extroverted side of things, since i am more of a people person! i’m usually really easy to talk to, i don’t really get angry easily. if anything, i dont really take things that seriously and i think more optimistic. that said, i like to talk.. a lot. if i were to be in a relationship, i’d probably be the person who talks a lot lol. i just like sharing my interests and just simply share my thoughts with people. if my brain wont stop then my words won’t as well LOL.

i do often overthink, since my thoughts race so often. sometimes if i do go quiet, it’s most likely that i’m zoning out — simply being in my own thoughts and having my head in the clouds !! i simply enjoy just being.. well, me!

i’m an artist by heart, often painting in my room. while i do enjoy being with people, i also need to recharge often! since i do get tired a lot, it’s either laying on my bed or paint my free time away! it generally messy so.. i hope my partner wont mind lol.

likes : art, photography, the clouds, milk tea!! sweet things in general

dislikes : heights (they SCARE me), being embarrassed (esp in public), extremely spicy food, conflict and arguments

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aah thats all!! thank u so much in advance and im sorry if this is long 😭 thank u!

//sure thing 😊

I match you with...

Simon "Ghost" Riley 💀

I think your Ghost would end up falling for you

Though it would take him a little while to realize it

You knew however that you were falling for him

You wouldn't stop staring at him from time to time

When he'd look your way, you'd quickly look away

As Ghost got to know you, he'd find himself feeling more comfortable around you

He'd listen to you talk, whether its about random stuff or just rambling on about something back in your hometown

And whether he is listening intently or not, he's hearing your voice

Sometimes he just likes listening to the sound of your voice

....

If he would visit you, he'd look around and see your painting(s)

You show him one you've been working on for a while

It was a painting of a familiar battlefield with uniformed soldiers, and he spots him in the painting...

And you...

Flashbacks of this particular moment played in his mind

This was when you had gotten wounded, then he found shelter to patch you up

"I don't know why but... this day, this moment has just stayed with me... I just had to paint it..."

Ghost is silent for a moment

He doesn't know how to exactly describe what he's feeling now

"... it's nice. You're really good... I mean that."

Butterflies fluttered inside you

It was nice being complimented by Ghost

......

During Christmas time, TF 141 would have a little party of their own

After talking a bit with everyone you would make way toward Ghost

You felt relaxed around him even though you liked to get away from people when you wanted to be alone

Without noticing Soap would sneak up behind you both with a mistletoe, teasing mostly you

Soap had picked up that you liked Ghost

He'd unconsciously smirk and shake his head, give a small chuckle

Ghost didn't say anything, he just watched you chase Soap around, your cheeks dark pink and threatening to hurt him

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[legobatjoker]

AAH OKAY. soo its half past midnight so um. i need to be in bed now !!! esp bc i am so tired so i will go do that and this may be kind of short bc of that but but before i do i do just really wnat to say that i really do love you so so very much my love !! <3 like it really was so so lovely to call today i think and get to hear your voice and chat with you and talk together just like it always really is whenever we spend time together love like !! you really are just such a wonderful friend to me and so so thoughtful and kind and understanding and make me feel so so loved and cared for and safe w you beloved and that really does just mean the world to me and you really do just bring me so so much joy and light and happiness my dearest i hope you know that you really do just mean the whole world my dearest and i really do care for you soso much and am always here for you in any way i can be bc i rly do want to support you and make your life better in any way i can my dearest !!! i love you so so very much :'> i hope ur days been good and that you sleep well dearest, ilusm !!! <3 💞🍓🍰🐞🦋🐸💕✨✨✨

ahhh i get thee tiredness and past midnight of it all smmmmmm beloved and i rlly hope u can get some good sleep!!! and waghhhhh i love you sososoooo very much as well dearest;;;;!! like yessss calling today was sosooooo extremely lovely and i am v v v glad we got to and ahhh you are such a wonderful wonderful friend to me as wlll in alll of those ways and i am so glad i can be those things to you and!!! i am so glad to have u here for me and feel so lucky for it and i want u to know im also here for and care sm abt u and !!!! i love you smmmmmmm gnighttt!!! 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

[zima74824]

Grog x zima x wrecker

Wrecker kisses zimas chest as grog was behind her

As he kissed the back of her neck

Zima blushed red

Zima : do you boys want me to take them off~?

Wrecker: don’t worry about it we will take care of you ~

Wrecker said as both of them play around with her

Grog moved his hand under her shirt groping her breast even though she had a bra on

Zima :ah~

Wrecker smirked and kissed her passionately she closed her eyes and blushed

Zima : mmmmh~

Scanlan saw what was going on and decided to sit down and watch

Wrecker chuckled

Wrecker: heh look at you we haven’t even gotten our clothes off yet and you’re already horny

Zima : I-you know I can’t help it when it comes down to touch

Wrecker: you look so submissive ~

Zima laid on her back as grog removed her pants and underwear as he blushed seeing her pussy he kissed her hip as wrecker was in front of her and he stroked himself

Grog kissed lower until he met her groin he moved her legs out and gave the area gentle kisses to let her know what he was going to do wrecker removed zimas top and tore her bra off then he played with her tits

Zima blushed red as he teased her nipple pulling it a little

Zima : aah~! C-careful

Wrecker sucks on them afterwards grog eats her out wrecker removed his pants and he put his dick in front of her

She puts it in her mouth and started sucking on it

Wrecker grunts and blushes

Grog stood up as she stroked grogs dick and sucked as well she did the same thing with wreckers

Wrecker: god your good at this ~

Zima : mph~

Zima said as her mouth was still sucking

Wrecker: shhh don’t say anything my love just continue to please me and grog

She kept going until they came

Grog : we both want to be in you~

She lied down grog went behind her as wrecker stayed in front

Zima : oh god ~

Grog puts it inside her ass as she turned red *

Zima : aaah~! Jesus your big

Wrecker then slid inside her too

Zima grabbed onto wreckers shoulder as it went in *

Zima : ah…..ah….

Wrecker: did it hurt?

Zima : no I-I’m just surprised this is happening I’ve always pictured myself in a threesome with you grog and me

Grog : is it the way you want it?

Zima : yes ~

Wrecker: as long as this is ok we are fine with it

Zima blushed as they both began to thrust a bit fast

Zima : ah~ ah~ oh my goodness

Grog laid down as they were in a sandwich

Zima pants as her hair starts to get messy they both thrust faster

Zima : ah~! Ah….ah….

Wrecker smirked

Wrecker looked at grog

Wrecker: she’s really enjoying herself isn’t she?

Grog : yeah she is

Zima : ah! ….oh my god …

Wrecker and grog continued now going faster

Zima whimpered in pleasure

Zima : i-im close! I’m close!

Wrecker and grog came

They pulled out of her as her legs shaked

Grog and wrecker switched spots

Grog : I want a turn with your tits~

Grog said as he licks around her nipple

Zima blushed and placed her hand on the back of his head

Wrecker smirked *

Zima : oh…oh my goodness….

Grog put it in his mouth and sucked

Zima pants

Wrecker smirked

Wrecker: are you having fun~?

Zima : yes this whole thing was fun

Grog : glad you enjoyed it

Grog noticed she was getting a bit tired they were both pretty hard still

Wrecker: damn she’s getting tired but we’re still hard what do we do?

Grog : let’s let her rest and if we need to just jerk off

Grog picked her up and put her on her bed and covered her in a blanket

Grog and wrecker got soft but to them the only thing that matters is that she’s getting her sleep

Wrecker: aw she looks so cute like that

Scanlan : damn you two were crazy good at that

Grog : you watched?!!!

Scanlan: yeah can you blame me ?

Wrecker: the fuck??

Grog : actually now I’m not surprised that he watched

Wrecker: that’s a bit strange

Grog : yeah well that’s Scanlan for you

Scanlan: she looks so peaceful when she’s asleep

Grog: one of us needs to stay here in case she has a bad dream

Wrecker was already asleep

Grog : Scanlan?

Scanlan : all I did was watch

Grog : alright I’ll stay with her

Grog gets into bed with her as he wraps his arms around her and kisses the back of her head making her smile a little

Grog : sleep well my gorgeous warrior

[toraochi]

fnaf men cockwarming headcannons!

warnings: nsfw content ahead, swearing, minors dni, breeding, and exibitionism

notes: one week break again everyone! being a 4th year is hard lmao. anyways i hope you guys enjoy this drabble of mine. we are so close to being in 500 followers everyone!! <3

William Afton

Another day at the pizzaria he was managing with, kids yelling and parents complaining about the greasy tables and pizza

And of course, William was fed up about it considering about its an almost everyday situation

Henry took a notice about his colleague and decide to send him home for the day.

He went home, driving in a fast but steady pace, wanting to see you, his lovely wife.

The kids were out for a sleepover with Henry's children.

William got home, his attire look dishevled at put you at worry

"What happen dear?"

You didnt even finshed as he grabbed you and pin you onto the wall.

"Oh love, would you mind giving me a moment and use you?" He chuckled deeply as he kissed you deeply.

And now you are here, sitting on his lap, his dick buried inside your tight hole while he was working on his papers.

You tried to move but his long and strong hands kept your thighs in place.

"Doll, stop being a brat for me will you? Daddy is gonna rewared you soon.."

Expect some light thrusting, oh he fucking loves to tease.

He will nibble at your neck, just to tease you of course.

"W-Will~" you moaned and he immediately shushed you.

"Be still darling, good girls get their rewards faster when they behave. Are you a good girl? Of course you aren't. But will you be good just for Daddy? Hmm?."

Michael Afton

You and Michael were highschool sweethearts, now that you guys got your own jobs you guys decided to live together on your own.

You noticed that his night shift was oddly stressing that you even see his eyebugs appearing from time to time.

You were so worried about him and you decided to ask him on whats wrong.

"Its nothing babe, just a tiring day." He said, and proceed to go in your shared bedroom.

However, his answer did not put you on ease so after making some simple dinner you decide to check on him.

"Mikey, are you sure you are alright-" he immediately interupt you.

"I want to try something..y/n"

And here you are, trying to make friction in his cock deep inside you.

"P-Please Y/N don't move too much- Aah~"

he cant take it with in 5 minutes and immediately pounding you, your walls clenching around him.

His tongue make its way into yours, giving you a french kiss.

You drooled so much that he cummed inside you.

"You are such a godess Y/N. All for me, I think im a luckiest man alive dont you think? This ass? All mine. This tight cunt? Mine. All mine baby, all fucking mine."

Henry Emily

Our dear Henry here is the most busiest than William, considering that he was CEO of the company and also tons of complaints from the parents just like William.

He came home late, Your twins are already in bed while you were reading you favorite book.

You heard the keys janggle through the door and you immediately rushed and greeted your husband who has been tired from work.

"Dear welcome-" he passed you, not even looking at you.

You wondered what did happen to his work and you decide to check oh him later.

You brought a cup of tea and a piece of cheesecake you made for the twins.

You knocked three times. "Dear, can I go in?" You asked, holding the tray firmly."

"Yes you can..sweet." his hoarse voice says it all.

You entered, seeing his worn out body made your heart clench, and you go into him, putting the goods on the coffee table.

"Oh dear, you should have been taking some day offs.." You carased his cheek and he didnt respond.

"Do you want it Mommy to make it better? Hmm?"

And here we are, him struggling to hold out his release just for his mommy.

"Y/N~ please, please let me move fuck ah~" He moaned, trying to thrust his stiff cock onto you, but your thick weight hold him off.

You giggled.

"Oh Henry, you've been a very very good boy today. Good boys always have their own rewards." You said, lifting your ass and slamming it back again.

Minutes later, now he is pouding in animalistic force while whinning and babbling your name.

"Y/N, oh Y/N I can't get enough of you. Will you let me cum inside? Pretty please? I've been a good boy yeah? Will you let me, Oh god I'm cumming-"

He painted your walls white.

[uplatterme]

In Red Ribbons

cw: sub!chifuyu, dom!reader, gn!reader, shibari, toys, edging, pain kink(?)

a/n: im not gonna lie, this was just an excuse to write chifuyu in shibari… sorry that this had to come out late!!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Haah—Haah…” Chifuyu breathed out, the slight breeze on his hard and naked dick continued to tease the man but he was unable to do anything about it.

The pain on his skin was a bit much, and he’s been tired from being in such a ludicrous pose. Unfortunately, he has to stay in such a way until someone helps him out of this bind, no pun intended.

He grits on his teeth, eventually waiting for you. He wanted some sort of friction, any kind. And if he has to grind on the bed to get it, then he would. Hands tied to his back, the ribbon bruising his pale skin while he rubs his dick onto the sheets, imagining as if they were your thighs. “(N-Name)…”

His hips quivered, but each time he moved, the binds on the ribbons get tighter. It hurt. Chifuyu froze, him being an amateur and trying out something like this was too much, wasn’t it?

He yearned for you, how long will it be until you come home?

This was his fault. Never did he think that a shoujo manga with cute butterflies would end up making him horny enough to be in this position. Chifuyu’s head fogged up, imagining that the two protagonists in what he was reading were the two of you.

Would you touch his legs like that? Would you whisper sweet sentences in his ear as you continued to devour him like he’s the best meal you’ve ever had?

“Hnnn! Aah!”

He orgasmed even though no traces of cum were seen, his dick felt so heavy. If you were here, he’d be able to reach such a satisfying climax, but no. All he could do was keep making love to the bed, his dick twitching as the sensitivity from his dry orgasm took over him.

“C-Chifuyu?”

He tensed up when he heard your surprised voice, almost sending him to the edge of cumming.

“W-Wait! D-Don’t look!” He tried covering his face until the realization dawned on him that he couldn’t do anything. He was tied up.

You almost dropped your bag, seeing Chifuyu all bruised up. The red rope tied all around his body, his hard cock waiting for your response.

“I’ve never seen you like this…naughty.”

He heated up from your words, you were just standing there observing him like he was being presented in the center of a museum.

“Help me out?”

Chifuyu’s back arched, as your mouth enveloped his dick. His thoughts raced back to the manga he had read from earlier, could you have read it? No, no way.

He started choking on his saliva, still sensitive from his own climax from earlier. It hurt a bit if he was going to be honest but you just make him feel so good. The cold air from before was gone due to how much he was warming up with each touch that you gave him.

The way your fingers touched his thighs, softly tickling his skin. Chifuyu adored how you play with the rope, stretching it out and letting it hit his skin, leaving marks along his chest.

“Ah!” He exclaimed, the pain spreading to each part of his body.

Still, even with how much attention you give him, you wouldn’t let him orgasm. You would take him whole in your mouth, then you would remove yourself from him when you see him squirming.

“(N-Name), come on… Hn!”

His mouth gaped, suddenly feeling vibration at the base of his cock. “Mmm—ahh…”

You continued to play with him, loving to see his struggle while he patiently waited for you to move. Chifuyu moaned loudly in your ear when you placed the vibrator on his tip, gasping for air as he almost reached his orgasm.

Almost.

You moved it away as you see precum leaking out of him, earning pathetic whines from him. “Tell me ‘fuyu, what made you think you could do such things… you’re such a pervert, aren’t you?”

“I-I’m not—ah! (Name), I-I swear!!” He stuttered, feeling your fingers insert in his anus, stimulating his walls causing more precum to come out.

“So a pervert and a liar…”

Chifuyu fought against the urge to moan by your actions, not wanting to prove that you were right. He bit his lip, not letting out any noises. Although with the way that his hips were shaking, was it really doing anything?

“(Name)—!”

“That's all you can say, huh?”

He sobbed out from pleasure, hoping that you’ll finally let him cum now that he’s tearing up because of you. He tugged on your shirt, seeing if you’d notice how pitiful he’s looking.

“Make me cum… Please!”

“Mmm… Do you deserve it?”

He furiously nodded, body feeling numb from how tight the ropes were. It was done out of desperation, previously wanting to do it for you. Unfortunately, it wasn’t as simple as wearing lingerie.

“I-I need you…”

Inserting the vibrator inside Chifuyu, he immediately squirted out cum feeling the vibration against his prostate. “Hmpf!”

You firmly grasped his cock, stroking it at a fast pace matching up with the pleasure from the vibrator hitting his walls.

He came within seconds, eyes rolling back as he spurt out his liquid everywhere.

“T-Thannk you—Hn!”

Chifuyu couldn’t even give his gratitude as you don’t stop your actions. It hurt a lot, way much more than the tight bondage that he had done upon himself.

Yet, he can’t stop moaning. Why won’t his voice stop making noises like that?

His thighs shook together, pushing the vibrator deeper inside of him, making his back arch once more.

“Ah! (N-Name), p-please…”

You shove your fingers down his throat, him almost choking on it as he sucked it as if it was yours. Chifuyu moaned with your fingers stuck inside his mouth, trying his best to not bite them.

“Good boy, let’s give you a reward. Shall we?”

You turned up the vibrator up a notch, Chifuyu cumming once more as much as he could let out, thin streams of cum staining his legs.

His hole clenched when you removed it, leaving Chifuyu shaking and numb. Unable to move due to the fact that he’s tired out because of you.

“N-No more…hic”

“Of course, of course. You want me now, right?”

[keisl0vergirl]

bts reacting to you going in to labour on a plane

[pairings] ot7 x reader (separate)

[genre] fluff

[authors note] it’s a private plane with a small bedroom at the back

kim seokjin

visibly panicks

rushes around like a headless chicken

you slowly stepped of the bed to make your way to the toilet as a stream of warm water rolled down your leg, creating a clear puddle beneath you. “what the—” it clicked. the doctor said you had a couple weeks left before the baby should come and cleared you for the flight back to your shared home with jin.. but he said there would always be a risk of the baby coming early. it was your fault for not taking the risk seriously. “hey y/n have yo—” taehyung froze at the sight of you clutching your stomach and the puddle. “JIN OH MY- JINN COME QUICKLY” jin immediately ran to the bedroom at the back of the plane, body jolting as he took in the sight of you. “surprise :)” taehyung grinned, running to get the rest of the boys as you waddled back to the bed, still in shock. “aah” the contractions had began and it was clear your baby was coming soon enough. taehyung returned with towels, their doctor (who luckily took a flight with you just in case) and namjoon. namjoon was practically useless but you figured he was there mainly for jin, not to help you. “im.. i—” jins mouth opened and closed, his eyes taking in the rapid scene. from you groaning to the doctor piling towels and blankets to ensure the baby’s safe arrival, jin blanked. “hey hey” namjoon clapped in his face bringing him back, “listen you’re probably scared but i think it’s time for you to go over there before y/n throws the lamp at your head” right on cue jin heard you scream “JINN WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU AARGH” “IM COMIN BABY”

min yoongi

smiles all around

soft i love yous with tears in his eyes

“breathe with me baby” yoongi whispered in your ear, lips brushing your ear. he took slow deep breaths only stopping when he felt your grip slightly loosen and chest stop rapidly rising. your water broke a couple hours ago and it was almost time for your baby to arrive. yoongi hadn’t left your side since you got your first contraction; it’s not like he could go anywhere considering the fact that you were on a plane 45 minutes away from landing. “yoo— aah i think she’s coming” your grip tightened on his hand, nails piercing into his skin. but he couldn’t feel it; he couldn’t feel anything but raw happiness and love. he let his tears fall, droplets splashing onto your hand, “i love you so so much, i know it hurts but think of the life we’re going have with our mini one. i cant wait to get back home and put a ring on your finger” and with that you screamed as her head began pushing through.

jung hoseok

hyper in a “omgicantbelievethisishappening y/nlookatmedoabackflipimsoexcitedforus” kinda way

a good distraction to the pain though

he was practically bouncing off of the walls. becoming a dad was something he had always dreamed of but becoming a dad with you… he had to stop himself from screaming out in excitement. “y/n.. y/nnnn do you think they’ll be a dancer like me?” you reluctantly lifted your head up off the pillow only to see your fiancé moonwalking in the small hallway ahead of you. you groaned, tired from the constant pain and having to deal with your childish fiancé. you knew it was only because he was excited but damn.. you were ready to scream at him. “baby please just sit down for a second” by the tone in your voice he almost tripped over his own feet whilst making his way to you. “sorry my lovely wife” “we’re not married yet babe” .. “yet.” he planted a kiss on your head and began rubbing his hand over your stomach. … “so do you think they’ll like rapping instead? i don’t mind either it’s just…” you sighed as he continued to ramble on. yeah this was going to be a long night

kim namjoon

strong believer in happy wife, happy life so he lets you say what you have to (after all it was his fault for you being in this situation)

basically a doormat when it comes to you (in a cute loving way <33)

“okay she’s coming it’s almost time to push” a medic from the earlier event had missed their flight and they thankfully decided to fly back with the boys. “i. i cANT AAH” you whimpered, throwing your head back in pain. “can i come back now babe?” namjoon stood in the corner of the room, neck breaking as he tried to look over the doctor’s shoulder. “not until you apologiSE” “i don’t even know what im apologising for” he muttered. “tell me, kim. who was the one who screamed and slipped when they saw my water break? you almost knocked yourself out” you growled, wiping the sweat that had gathered on your forehead. “you know it was an accident, i thought you peed yourself. it wouldn’t be the first time” “what.” he gulped at your tone, “nothing princess have i told you how pretty you look right now :)))” you rolled your eyes, signalling him to come over. he was at your side in seconds, letting you squeeze his hand as hard as you wanted. “she’s here, I want you to push when i get to 1. 3..2..1PUSH” “AAARHHHH” namjoon sat in awe as he saw the head of his child push through

park jimin

unusually calm

finds it funny that your first child is going to be born at the back of a private plane

jimin dragged a stool next to the small bed that was littered with towels and blankets. he didn’t seem to show any signs of concern, which was odd considering how he would ramble about how excited he was for the birth; he had even planned a welcome back from birth party for you. “im surprised you’re so calm about this, i know this wasn’t what you had in mind” you ignored the pain, reaching over for his hand. “it’s better, this is all i need and soon we’re going to be parents for this little one” he gently patted your stomach, “who i still think is a boy” you snorted, “no way. they’re definitely a girl, only your daughter will do this.” you both laughed as you felt your eyes slowly close, tired from the constant pain “it’s fine, go to sleep baby. ill be right here when you wake up” he kissed the top of your forehead, lips soft as he finally took in what was happening. this wasn’t ideal in any way but at least you were giving birth with him right besides you. that’s all he truly wanted.

kim taehyung

would tend to your every need

try his best to make sure you’re comfortable and safe

reaching behind you, taehyung fluffed your pillow for the sixth time in 10 minutes. he had just come back from ensuring your ice chips stayed frozen despite the warm temperatures of the plane. “do you think you’d be allowed to eat? im gonna call the doctor. ill be back babe” he rushed out, phone already pressed against his ear. tae returned a minute later with a sandwich that had been prepared by the flight crew prior to your entry on the plane. “he said it’s fine as we’re still in the early stages, eat up babe.” even though you weren’t hungry, you didn’t want to place more stress on him by acting bratty so you begrudgingly took small bites. once you were done and began sucking on more ice chips, taehyung attempted to refluff your pillow but you held out a hand to stop him. “taehyung. its fine, you should be resting too, we have some long sleepless years ahead of us.” “don’t worry about me, just focus on you and our baby. we should be landing soon, and by then you’ll probably be ready to push them out.” “yeah but until then i want you to come lay down with me… please it hurts and i just want to sleep in your arms :(” he took a deep breath as he crawled besides you, hand gripping yours. “i love you.” you whispered. “i love you too,” he kissed your stomach, “daddy loves you too, little one.”

jeon jungkook

adamant on keeping you and your baby safe

practically turns on his dad mode

“wait say it again. i have to make sure she’s not on her back and encourage her to rest? .. yeah okay thanks, ill call back if anything changes.” jungkook hung up and walked back into the room where you and the boys were currently gathered in. they were also on the flight and in just as much shock as jungkook was; you had only hit the 32nd week so they were slightly worried about the health of your baby. jin was busy telling you jokes, which you couldn’t help but laugh at, and yoongi and namjoon left to talk to the pilots and get an update on when they would be landing back home. you had only been on the plane for 3 hours out of a 9 hour journey and the idea of giving birth on a plane was looking very real right now. “y/n you need to conserve your energy and go to sleep.. doctors orders.” jungkook placed a thin blanket over you, not wanting you to overheat. the boys silently shuffled out of the room as jungkook pulled the blinds over the window, effectively blocking the sun and creating a cosy space for you. “i don’t want to.” you grumbled knowing he wouldn’t leave until your eyes were closed. “sleep. now. you’re going to be thanking me for this in a couple of hours.” “yeah yeah whatever..”

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[akatsvmu]

yooo i LOVED the aot boys and their favorite body parts of yours. <3 i saw that you were thinking of doing a part 2 to it and was wondering if you could do Erwin & mike/Miche for it? :)

aot boys and their favorite body part of yours pt. 2

ft. erwin and miche

genre: sfw/nsfw | hcs

warnings: 18+, lots of body parts (f. oriented), smut

a/n: ahh omgomg im so glad you liked it!! also i freaked out when i saw your message because this is my first request !! akjshdsj here you go nonnie <33

connie and erens version

☆ ERWIN is literally the most respectful man ever. He KNOWS how to treat you right and can never even think about giving you less than what you deserve. He’s honestly so in love with every part of you already… but you would be exaggerating if you said that he worships your hips and waist. You definitely can’t deny noticing the extra attention he gives them.

Whenever you two are out, one hand will always be wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly to his side. He’s not exactly the possessive type, but he’d be lying if he said that he doesn’t take pride in knowing that other people can clearly see you two together, with his strong arms wrapped around your body. He’ll never get sick of the feeling of your body pressed close to his no matter where you are. You’ve even started to expect the firm hand on your lower back in crowded areas. Never pushing you, but always guiding you so you’re not pulled away from him. It’s comforting, you feel so safe when he’s around, never having to worry about losing him in any circumstance.

When he kisses you, there’s always a fire behind it. It’s dizzying, your mind hazy from the way his lips feel against yours while his hands continue to explore your body. Down your sides, over your hips, around your back, all while pulling you in closer to deepen the kiss.

When he finally undresses you for the night, he lowers down until he’s on his knees. He kisses your hipbones and ghosts his hands over the smooth expanse of your stomach. As he finally lays you down on the bed, he swears he’ll never tire from the sight of you spread out for him. His hands never cease its travels over your skin. He continues to kiss down your abdomen, carving a path to where you need him the most. As his tongue finally runs through your folds and dip into your center, you feel his palms pressing down on your hips, holding you down and making sure you don’t squirm away.

If you’re on all fours, one hand has a bruising grip on your hip while the other is pushing your back to see you arch. after you both finally come down from your high, he’s sure to place kisses on your lower back and hips which always give you butterflies in your stomach. He’s literally the king of aftercare, you always feel loved and cared for when you’re with him.

Although he’s good with words, he still prefers showing you his love. So if you’re feeling sore or tired after a long day, he will not hesitate in giving you a massage. At this point you don’t even know if the massage is making you or him feel better. His skilled hands know just how much pressure you need to relieve the tension in your back, your mind going blank from the way his hands roam and knead the stress away from your hips.

But, if you want to make his mind go blank, all you have to do is sit on his lap. He will literally lose the ability to think of any rational thoughts. If he was talking to someone before, he’s now struggling to remember why they were there in the first place. It’s a battle of his will at this point, he’s so close to giving up any type of public decency just so he can touch your body, so pretty sitting on his lap.

This man is just so whipped for you and wants to make sure you know that ... just let him hold you and he swears he’ll be happy forever.

☆ MICHE. you can tell just from one look that he treats you so well. He already loves every single part of you but he absolutely LOSES his mind when it comes to your thighs. Just look at him, he’s definitely a thigh man.

His favorite way to relax is by laying his head on your lap, using it as a pillow. Says that they’re comfier than the actual bed and will make him sleep better. He likes to run his thumb gently over the skin, then tickle you to hear your laughter, but will actually fall asleep if you start running your hands through his hair.

he likes to push you up against the wall when you kiss, his tongue dipping inside your mouth. Will run his hands over your thighs to feel you, and forgets his name the moment you wrap your legs around his waist.

He brings you to the bed and will worship your thighs. He goes light headed when he hears the sounds you make as he teases you by paying more attention to your thighs, purposely leaving the place where you want him the most untouched. Spreads a trail of feather kisses across your legs and leaves so many marks in his wake. It’s come to the point where you have to remind him to lighten up just so you can wear shorts again.

As much as he wants to listen to you, he can’t. He’s captivated by how lush and pliant they are under his hands. Will squeeze and trail his fingers up just to see you throw your head back from the tingles that shoot up your spine. He finds them too pretty not to mark up, and secretly thinks they’re more attractive after seeing the dark spots he’s left.

None of that compares, however, to the moment when you wrap your thighs around his head. He swears that he could die like this, that he could happily be suffocated between your thighs if it meant seeing you get lost in pleasure.

When he finally pushes his cock into you, his mind goes blank again when you wrap your thighs around him. Swears that he can’t get enough of you, that he’ll never get enough as he pounds roughly into you. If you cant handle the overstimulation, he’ll shyly ask if he can continue by thigh fucking you. You agree of course, not wanting to leave him unsatisfied, but greatly underestimating how intoxicating it would feel whenever his tip would catch your clit, he doesn’t notice however, too wrapped up in how your thighs squeeze him just right, finally sending him over the edge.

At night, when you’re in each other’s arms, he’ll mindlessly stroke your thigh that's thrown over his body. If you’re insecure about any stretch marks he will trace them and give them even more love. If you don’t care about them, or choose to just ignore them, then he’ll do just that.

He just wants to show you how much he loves you and finds your thighs too attractive to not do anything about it.

ok I will admit that I never payed much attention to miche.. like.. ever so i wasn’t that familiar w him. but it was still fun to write aah thanks for requesting this!! i hope you enjoyed it nonnie!!

[hoezhatelola]

Pretty Little Head

Yandere Deku x Fem!Reader

warnings: yandere tendencies(obviously), 18+ NSFW, gore/violence, drug usage, bondage, dubcon/noncon, praise kink, oral(female receiving), oral(male receiving), MDNI

a/n: this was actually a request i received outside of tumblr but i decided to make one here too! i’m so excited to write this one, i think that underneath deku’s innocent appearance he would make one hell of a yandere.

word count: 4.1k

deku had never anticipated someone like you would be the source of all his stress, pleasure, and love. despite being quirkless and utterly small compared to deku himself, you were always so kind. you were always there to take his hand and help him up when bakugou would push him down. you were always there to ruffle his hair and reassure him he’d do great on an exam. you were always there to offer him a snack or some extra lunch, even if you were hungry.

it left deku confused in the dust, as a child and still now, completely lost in how or why you were so nice to him. even when he took off to pursue his career of being a pro hero, which he was very successful in doing, you were still there to visit him or patch up his scratches.

in his bright green eyes and from beneath his curly green hair, this was enough for anyone to reserve the right to feel a burning hatred towards your significant other. he watched in anger as you sat on that blue-eyed idiot’s lap, tangling your fingers in his dark hair and whispering dirty nothings into his ear. he watched in jealousy as a stupid smirk spread across his lips, well aware there was something threatening to spring upwards as he palmed the fat of your thigh in response.

much to his dismay, he couldn’t watch you all hours of the day due to hero work. that didn’t mean he didn’t keep tabs on you however, which he accomplished by using his friends to update him on your whereabouts. who you were with, what you were doing, what you were wearing, what time you got home, when you fell asleep and when you wake up- he knew everything.

at the end of the day, he was still your best friend. you had invited him over one evening and you were telling him about your day, him smiling in response and just looking at you in awe, listening to you babble away.

“and then it started raining! so i had to run to my car and i ended up slipping, see?” you pointed towards your thigh where a large, and honestly, painful looking scrape was. his eyes widened in his response as he analyzed the mark. “that looks like it must’ve hurt, bunny.”

your heart repeated that same fluttering that it has been ever since you were teenagers at response to that nickname of yours. you’d think by now you’d have gotten used to it, huh?

“it did! and i was just laying there like an idiot in the rain for a good two minutes.” you laughed, emphasizing the word idiot. he chuckled in response, seemingly distracted with something else as he admired your smile and the way it lit up your entire cozy apartment.

“hey, you okay?” you asked suddenly, running a hand through his locks, the two of you seated on your sofa with the tv on in front of you. naturally as best friends, the two of you have had a few intimate moments, but they were always platonic. even though he knew this, he loved you too much for his breath not to hitch at the feeling of your soft fingertips playing with his hair.

“oh! yeah, i-i’m fine!” he chuckled, scratching the back of his neck and beaming brightly. “hero work just gets me tired and all, you know?” of course you didn’t know. what was he thinking saying that? you were always insecure of being quirkless, your childhood bully, bakugou, not being any help.

you pulled your hand back and looked away, your eyelids slightly lowering themselves, giving you a less excited expression. deku felt his heart drop and his stomach turn inside out, he hated himself for getting so caught up in his own thoughts of fluffy handcuffs adorning your wrists and your bodies colliding that he had forgotten to think before speaking.

“i didn’t mean it like that, bunny!” he said quickly, reaching out to grab your hand when you dodged him. “what are you-”

“this isn’t the first time you’ve said something like that, deku.” you muttered, immediately questioning yourself afterwards. were you being too sensitive? “even if you didn’t mean it this time, i- i just hate hearing you say it…” your eyes locked into the floor, your fingers now fiddling with each other.

although deku didn’t always have the strongest memory, he never failed to remember that some things in the world were far too fragile to be left out there. that they were too sensitive and too kind and too innocent to be yelled at. but sometimes- and only sometimes, did they deserve to be punished.

he did his best to soften his voice before scooting closer and placing a much larger and scarred up hand on top of yours. “bunny, i really didn’t mean it this time. you know that there’s nothing wrong with being quirkless, right?” he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, now revealing your tear-stained side profile.

head now resting on his chest as he sat next to you, wrapping his arms around you in attempt to comfort you, his heart beating through his clothes. “i’ve always wanted to be a hero, since we were little. pathetic how i thought i actually had a chance…” you mumbled into his chest, blinking back more tears and suppressing a sniffle. “when you got into U.A., and your quirk developed late, i was s’ happy fer’ you. i looked up to you and i- i always wa-wanted to be jus’ like y-you.” your words became more jumbled as your tears welled up and you hiccuped multiple times.

deku was then reminded of the significant fact that he never told you the truth about his quirk, and he never planned to. always wanted to be like him, huh? he allowed you to cry into his chest, enveloping you in all of the possible warmth that he could, feeling his opportunity nearing closer and closer.

“looked up to me? hah… bunny, i always looked up to you.” he tilted your chin up and wiped a tear away with his calloused thumb, his strong arms still around your smaller frame. “you’ve always been so kind and intelligent, and a lot stronger than me. hell, you stood up to kacchan when i couldn’t!”

a small smile worked it’s way onto your lips in response. “that’s my bunny, there’s that smile..” deku said, and you giggled, hugging him tighter than before. “aah, thanks deku.” you sighed, “maybe i was being a little, smh- dramatic.” you sniffled, shrugging your shoulders.

“not at all… hey, how about some of your favorite tea? you know i make it the best!” he said enthusiastically as you curled up with a blanket that he had gotten you on your last birthday. “why not?” you giggled as he walked into the kitchen and prepared your drink.

//

an unfamiliar, soft sensation could be felt on your wrists, restraining you from moving. the surface you were on was particularly soft and comfortable, and you hazily opened your eyes to be met with a large room. you looked up and spotted a pair of fluffy, pink handcuffs locked tightly onto your wrists above your head, keeping you restrained to the white, wooden headboard.

the four walls were painted a baby pink, a large mirror, decorated with swirls on the edges hanging in the middle, and the entire room lined with stuffies, trinkets, pillows and everything soft. from what you could see, the door had more locks on it than you could count with your blurred vision, and surely, heavy approaching footsteps could be heard from the other side of the door.

you held your breath and closed your eyes, turning your head and pretending to be asleep. your lips parted in a gentle breath for air, your body remaining still as the unknown person entered the room and locked the door behind them. you felt the right side of the bed dip as if someone was looming over you, attempting to get a better look at something.

“i know you’re awake, bunny. i heard you tugging at the pretty little handcuffs.” your eyes snapped open at the sound of your best friend’s voice. his eyes locked with yours as he set a plate down beside the bed and pulled you to sit up straight. “hey, pretty girl.”

“d-deku?” you stuttered, eyes widening as the feeling in your legs was now returning. “yes, my love?” he replied, the plate of food now in his lap as he began to cut the piece of meat for you. “what- what the hell is going on? why am i handcuffed to this bed? where even am i?”

“shh, shh… relax, bunny. eat a little first, i made your favorite!” he shoved the piece of steak up against your lips using the fork and you shook your head now. his knuckles gripped the fork so tightly they turned white, and so you complied and chewed. “remember how i told you i was renovating my basement? welcome! i made it all pretty and comfortable for you! i have all your favorite colors and i got all these fluffy plushies and blankets!” he said with too much excitement.

“ahh!” his eyes lit up, “we’re gonna have so much fun here, for the rest of forever!” you swallowed the bite you took before he was already offering you more, obviously eager to see you full. “deku… i’m still confused here. uncuff me, now.”

“tch… you’re really ungrateful, you know.” he muttered, continuing to feed you and caress you. “how am i ungrateful, huh?” you asked furiously, a complete fool for thinking you could even remotely amount to his level. you locked your eyes with his as he set the food to the side and forced you to drink water and remain hydrated. beyond his insane thought process and maniacal grins, even an idiot could see he still cared.

“first, i wake up in some completely random room, handcuffed to a bed! and then you come in here, offer me a meal, and then when i want to be uncuffed, im ungrateful? deku, you need to ex-” he leaned in a cut you off completely, your lips attaching.

you turned your head in attempt to look away, to which he grabbed your chin and held you still. his hands trailing down to between your thighs, effortlessly spreading them apart, your fighting back doing nothing at all. his hands tightened their grips on your inner thighs as his lips continued on your neck. he found your hopeless squirming adorable, but irritating.

“gah… stay still.” his tone firmed and his eyes narrowed, again looking into yours. you’d seen him mad before, of course, and you’d seen him determined and impatient and annoyed, but he was never so intimidating towards you. deku realized this shortly after, immediately softening his tone as he dipped his head down to between your legs, nibbling at the fat of your thighs.

“what are you- aah…” you gasped suddenly, your head snapping downwards to see his tongue run a long, clean lick over your slit from on top of your cute little panties. you knew you stood no chance against the number one hero, and you’d never admit to the growing dampness between your legs. your thighs threatened to grind together as his tongue and teeth continued teasing the edges of your panties, avoiding where you genuinely needed him.

“deku, pl-please don’ do th-this.” you gulped down, a tear making it’s way down your cheek. he looked up at you and smiled brightly and pulled down your panties, throwing them to the side, much to your confusion. “but look at you, bunny..” he ran two fingers along your now naked, glistening cunt as your juices coated them. “you’re completely soaked for me. you don’t actually want me to stop, do you? hmm..”he hummed.

“i… i don’t…” you struggled desperately to find words as your cheeks flushed red at the feeling of his eyes seeing things no one else ever has before. “right…” he smugly said both at the feeling of knowing how much you were second guessing yourself, and seeing you blush so furiously, spreading your legs apart even further, holding you down once again, effortlessly. “now just be my good bunny and take it.”

his words sent you over the fucking edge, your thighs grinding together for some type of friction as he laughed with a sense of superiority, now lying completely on his stomach and lapping at your folds. he wasted no time, and the feeling of his wet tongue slide across your womanhood was a sensation you were unfamiliar with. the last ounce of your strength was used when fighting back, and so you just lied there and took it, just like deku said.

your sweet taste drove him more insane than he already was. he watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your brows knitted together, and he swore he fell in love with you all over again. his thumb was brought to your clit before he ran careful circles over it, blowing hot air against your pussy when you attempted to squirm away, causing goosebumps to rise against your skin. you could feel him smirking against you, and at this point you didn’t really care.

“de-deku… i’m- what the f-fuck..” you were at a loss for words. obviously you knew what an orgasm was, you’re not an idiot. this time was different than all of the other times you had willingly explored there on your own. it was something so much stronger, so much better. “i know, bunny. go ahead pretty girl… cum for me.” he spoke, muffled against your juices and folds.

his command was all it took for you to feel a strong coil within your stomach snap, and your mouth formed a silent ‘O,’ shape as your body shook in pleasure and you saw white spots all over your vision. your orgasm washed over you like a crashing wave, your desperate and pathetic fingers digging into the soft handcuffs you still wore.

“deku? ‘m tired now…” you mumbled in response to him unzipping his pants and undoing your handcuffs. “already?” he said playfully, but his face was nothing but serious. you nodded and hummed quietly in response as he looked down at you, noting how angelic you looked in this warm lighting that he had set up throughout the room using small lamps, cozy lights, and candles. not real candles, of course- what if you got burned when he wasn’t there?

“we’re not done yet, pretty girl. on your knees.” he looked down at you as he stood at the foot of the bed, watching you crawl over to him. you looked up at him, unsure of what to do next. “why am i here?” his eyes widened in realization that you actually didn’t know what to do this time, and it only made him more excited and honored to be your first. he pulled his pants down a little more, revealing his black boxers and a huge bulge.

“go ahead, take it out.” you hesitantly reached towards the bulge and pulled his boxers down, his large and throbbing member springing up and slapping you right in the nose. “ow…” you mumbled to yourself, and deku laughed. “fuck, you’re so cute. now take it in your hands and pump it a few times, use that pretty mouth.”

you ran your fingers across the tip, not knowing how much that stimulated him. after hearing a soft grunt when you ran your thumb across the tip, dragging his pre-cum along a large vein down the base, you assumed it was a good thing. your eyes explored the strange new thing as he took a fist of your hair. you looked up at him and winced at the sudden sting in your scalp.

“suck on it, bunny. use your mouth.” he repeated again, growing impatient. you grew determined to make him feel good too, all thoughts of fighting back leaving your mind. your hand nearly wrapped around his entire girth, but he was too thick for your smaller hands to do so. once again, hesitantly, you kitten-licked the tip a few times as his eyes shut calmly for a moment. your warm mouth wrapped around the tip as he basked in the feeling of the wetness, you released it with an unintentional pop.

“like this?” you asked innocently as he looked down to watch you suck his length, moving down slowly as you attempted to take all of him in your mouth. you could only go halfway before he hit the back of your throat, and when you gagged cutely around him, the grip on your hair tightened and a quiet whimper escaped the back of his throat. you picked up the pace in response and sucked even more furiously as best as you could, repeatedly gagging and hollowing your cheeks. “y-yeah… aauhh, jus’ like that, bunny.”

you continued your sucking and gentle pumping and tongue swirling around him as he continued to yank at your hair and admire your tear stained face and saliva covered mouth and throat. “aah.. yer’ sure you’ve n-never.. mgh, done this before?” he struggled to speak due to his many grunts and moans.

you nodded quietly as you felt him harden and pulsate in your mouth, repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. he suddenly pulled your hair, hard, and you winced loudly. he got down to your level and cleaned your face using his hand and dragged a thumb across your lip, consumed in the way tears pricked at your eyes just for him. “wh-what was that for? ‘m not done.” you muttered, reaching towards his cock when he stopped you with a chuckle and a deranged grin.

“like it that much, hm? we’re not done yet, bunny. don’t worry.” you tilted your head, your eyes then widening. “y-you mean, we’re gonna..” you trailed off as he gently pushed you down by your shoulders onto you back, crawling on top of you and hovering over your body. he cupped your cheek with one large hand and used his knee to spread your thighs apart. he clicked his tongue and trailed kisses from your jaw down your neck to between the valley of your breasts, looking up at you with his emerald green orbs.

“don’t act clueless, bunny. i know you’ve thought about getting touched down here by a real man.” he chuckled, slapping his length against your cunt two times, causing you to jump. “d-deku, please don-” your own words were caught in your throat when he slid the first few centimeters in, causing you to gasp and tug roughly on your handcuffs. “g-get off.. aauh..” you whimpered, attempting to push him off of you, clearly doing nothing. you fought the growing sting in your velvety walls as he slowly inched in. 

“its okay, pretty girl. a little bit at a time..” he whispered into your ear, causing your walls to clench around his first few inches, to which he smirked and nibbled on your jaw.  “that’s it... good girl.” he praised as he filled you up completely. deku was so overwhelmed with the pleasure of his bunny wrapped around his cock, and the reality that he was your first that he forgot to wait for you to adjust before pulling out and thrusting back in.

“deku!” you cried out in pain as his eyes widened and he immediately wrapped his arms around you, hugging you into his chest. “i’m so sorry,” he rapidly apologized over and over again, claiming he lost control and would wait now. “i-it hurts...” you muttered into his neck before nodding a minute later, signalling he could now move. he slowly pulled out and thrust back in, his tip barely brushing up against your cervix. he moved once more and a swirling pool of pleasure slowly took over any remnants of pain. 

“mmph.. faster, deku.” you mewled out his nickname that you’ve had for him since you were little, and his heart picked up the pace before looking into your eyes and drowning in your expression as he slid in and out of you, your walls pulsating tightly around him, your thighs and his balls now soaked in your juices. “fuck... aauh, you’re such a good fucking girl for me, hah.” he said in a cocky tone, now slamming into you relentlessly.

“while we’re here,” he said, his pace growing sloppier by the second. “let’s get one thing crystal clear.” he continued, grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look at his flushed face, his cock still pounding into your sloppy cunt, the lewd noises of him fucking you filling the room. “you’re mine, all fucking mine. this fucking pussy,” he said, punctuating his sentence with a light slap against your folds. “this body, that cute little expression in your eyes, and everything else about you belongs to me. not that blue-eyed shit-faced bitch.” he raised his voice causing you to flinch.

“we’re clear with that, aren’t we?” he asked as your eyes rolled into the back of your head due to him continuously hitting that spot with the tip of his member. “hey,” he growled, bringing a throat to your neck and squeezing it tightly, completely cutting off your oxygen. you clawed at his hand as best as you could despite your handcuffs, and your face grew a bright pink and almost purple. he hated slapping you or choking you or tying you up, and he hated himself for getting excited at that fearful look in your glistening eyes. he released his grip on your throat and you gasped desperately for air, glaring at him. “fucking answer me.” 

“y-yeah, mhnm...” you moaned out, still recovering from being choked. your pussy clenched around him as you felt your second, much stronger, orgasm nearing. he felt his own nearing as well, your beautiful moans not helping in holding him back. “yeah, what?” he smirked, knowing he was pushing your limits. “y-yeah, we’re ..mhgn, clear!” you yelled in frustration as he got a kick out of it, enjoying the idea of you thinking you could raise your voice at him. 

“you know what?” he pulled out rapidly, cumming all over your stomach before lying beside you, leaving you empty and unsatisfied. “wh-what?” you stuttered in shock and irritation, grinding your thighs together for some type of friction as you angrily yanked on your handcuffs. “now...” he kissed the tip of your nose and smiled at you brightly, as if all of this was amusing. “you don’t get to finish!” he exclaimed happily, giggling shortly after as you struggled and tugged at your restraints. 

“why?” you questioned the green-haired man, who said nothing. he wrapped a strong arm around your needy body and fought the urge to play with your clit using his fingertips. “why, deku? this isn’t fair!’ you whined as he chuckled dryly and tightened the soft handcuffs. “nothing is fair, my love. i have another shift now, so i’ll be gone for a few hours. need anything?” he asked in a condescending tone, knowing you would motion towards your dripping, aching cunt, which he wouldn’t help you with. he didn’t care to help your needy pussy.

he got up and grabbed the silver key he used to previously lock the basement door, glancing back at your distressed eyes one more time before leaving and slamming the door shut. 

“maybe next time you won’t get some silly idea in that pretty little head of yours that you can raise your voice with me.” 

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Hey.so I think you did this before.if you did,please ignore this.but may I please request Undertakers s/o where she finds out undertaker is trying to bring real!ciel back to life but she doesn’t agree with him?thank you!

HMMMM I’ve done things that are similar but I also think I found a way to put a new spin on it!

I gave myself chills with this dsjfadlskfjka I hope you like it!! <3

This room chokes (Name) with the scent of antiseptic and iron.

It’s like she’s walked into a freshly cleaned hospital room where someone is getting their blood drawn for a test. On the contrary, however, the boy lying on the bed has a tube fed into him which seems to be supplying him blood rather than taking it.

Even more alarming is that he looks exactly like a cold, pale version of Ciel Phantomhive.

UNDERTAKER’s coffin-nailed hands come to rest on her shoulders, giving an affectionate squeeze. It’s no different than the dozens of other times he’s done it. That’s unsettling enough, but then he kisses her cheek and guides her over toward the bed. “Look at ‘im, darlin’. ‘e’s lookin’ quite lively t’day, ain’t he? Seems t’ be feelin’ much better than the other day, so I think ‘e can tolerate a visitor.”

“… Adrian…” She’s not even sure what to think, or say, or do. The only reason she follows along with his leading her is because she’s so in shock, he could very well knock her over with a feather. “Who… who is that? I-is that Ciel?”

Didn’t she just see Ciel earlier? What’s going on?

She feels as though she’s just stepped onto the pages of a horror novel.

“Mh, well… in a manner ‘f speakin’. Y’ see, this is the real Ciel Phantom’ive. The twin ‘f the one who’s been walkin’ round bein’ Queen Victoria’s little guard dog.” He tugs her closer. “Oh, many apologies f’r not introducin’ y’ sooner, love. Truth is, ‘e wasn’t all that stable till rather recently.”

… The real Ciel Phantomhive? The one she knows isn’t the real one ― that Ciel isn’t his name?

Undertaker waves his hand before setting it back on her shoulder. “Ah, but ‘e’s doin’ much better. Much better indeed. Since ev’ryone knows the guard dog as Ciel, I’ve taken t’ usin’ ‘is twin’s name t’ refer t’ ‘im. Irony ‘n’ all that, I s’pose. So, with that in mind…”

He finally moves himself, untwists from her, splaying his hand out toward the seemingly unconscious young man. “(Name), I’d like y’ t’ meet Astre Phantom’ive.”

There’s no response from… Astre. The most that happens is he gives what sounds like an uncomfortable moan, like he’s in pain or having a nightmare.

Undertaker hums. The whole scene is so macabre, (Name) is surprised she doesn’t just faint dead away. She can almost see the boy’s veins or arteries or just insides twitch as the blood flows into him. “’e’s tired, y’ see. But ‘e’s ‘appy t’ meet y’, ‘n’ ‘e’s doin’ so well.”

What is this? What does it mean?

“Is… is he…” Well. “Was… he dead, Adrian?”

A solemn nod is what she gets in response. “Aah, poor boy. That awful night… but all these years ‘f work, ‘n’ soon now, ‘e’ll be among us once more. I’m so very sorry I ‘ad t’ delay things, my darlin’, it’s jus’… things were quite touch ‘n’ go f’r a while! Now that we’re close t’ makin’ it a reality, I… I think it’s safe. Didn’t want y’ t’ get y’r ‘opes up ‘n’ then it all fell through, y’ know?”

… No. No, she doesn’t know.

She has no idea what he’s talking about. He might as well be speaking another language that she doesn’t understand. These are things she’s never imagined coming from him… her comedian of a lover who seems to want nothing more than entertainment and sweets, content to trade information for laughter. Her ‘retired’ Reaper, appearing so complacent in his acceptance of life and death, acknowledging without judgment.

How could he turn out to be so dark? Has he been going after this goal since before they even met, and hiding it so well?

Is he really trying to bring the dead back to life?

When he sits down at Astre’s side, the boy’s eyelashes flutter to reveal a crystal-clear blue, looking up toward her. Another strangled noise leaves his mouth, as if he’s trying to speak to her and simply can’t manage it.

He looks so tired.

Can I not rest? his eyes ask her.

And she takes a step back, jarred by the sudden fear that courses through her body.

She’s scared of him.

Not the boy, this poor thing who has been jolted from the peace of some afterlife.

She’s scared of her lover.

“Adrian,” she can’t help but choke out, her hands flying up to cover her mouth in pure, unadulterated terror. “He’s…”

Undertaker nods, and swiftly he’s pulled out a small vial, raising it to Astre’s lips, urging the boy to swallow. “Not yet, m’dear, not jus’ yet. Y’re so ready, ain’t y’? I know. Sleep a little bit longer, alright? All in time.”

Only a second or two after swallowing, Astre’s eyes slip closed again. His breathing is ragged, labored, but not unsteady.

Undertaker runs a hand through the boy’s hair. “(Name), sweet thing. Would y’ like some tea? I know all this ‘s a bit much… might calm y’r nerves.”

She feels herself nodding. She doesn’t know what else to do; how does she tell the man she loves that her view of him has changed so dramatically and that she thinks what he’s doing is absolutely deplorable?

How could she say that and not make it hurt, and still make him stop?

“Let me go make some, then.” He rises up from the bed, giving her another kiss before heading toward the door. This time it doesn’t feel like the other hundreds, thousands, of times he’s kissed her. This time his kiss feels like the icy touch of death.

And she supposes that’s what it’s always been.

It’s only when he closes the door that she lets herself collapse on the floor, and her hands grasp weakly at the bed where Astre is still lying.

“God…” Her voice is barely a whisper.

… Has a monster been lurking under the surface of my lover this entire time…?

[theautumnisnoble]

we'll learn to swim in the oceans you made

After listening to Shirtsleeves by Ed Sheeran this scenario immediately came into mind, also heavily inspired by Jenn Im's pregnancy youtube video titled, "We're Pregnant!"

[Also a very big thank you to A (@solhwippedsubs on twt and holdoutandwin on ao3) for beta-reading this. I love you my solhwi fluff confidant!]

Word Count: 2k words

"Wake up!" Sol removes the comforter that was covering his husband's body and started shaking him. "Han Joon Hwi, ireona!"

"Mmm, Sol-ah. Why?" Joon Hwi covered his eyes with his arm to shield them from the rays of sunlight and wondered why the love of his life was forcing him out of their bed so early in the morning.

"Ireona! Jebal.." Joon Hwi immediately shot up as Sol's voice started to crack and he examined her face. Sol teared up and Joon Hwi noticed she was holding something tightly, stick close to snapping into half.

"Babe, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Joon Hwi held both of her arms and looked up at her.

Sol had been so emotional these days, well, more than she usually is. Sol always has been a passionate ball of fury, but Joon Hwi especially had it rough this week. He doesn't find Sol annoying or tiring for any of that matter, but he would wonder why Sol would suddenly cry or get mad at him for absolutely no reason, and if there was, then he avoided asking it as when he did that one time, Sol only got more mad at him. There was also yesterday when Joon Hwi sprayed on himself the perfume that Sol gifted to him on their wedding anniversary last April and Sol suddenly pinched her nose close and walked outside of their bedroom. And now, Sol was in tears, sobbing, at 7 am in the morning.

"Babe.. I'm starting to worry. What's wrong?"

"I told you to be careful!!!" Sol lightly punched his shoulder and bawled.

Joon Hwi raised his arm and wiped her tears using the sleeves of his sweater, pulling on the cloth with his fingers. "What did I do wrong? Calm down for a sec and tell me.."

"Don't tell me to calm down!"

"O-okay." Joon Hwi surrendered for a while and let Sol release all of her emotions. Moments later, her sobs started to simmer down and Joon Hwi opened his arms wide. "C'mere."

Sol bended down and let Joon Hwi's arms circle around her. Her lower body slowly went closer to him and then she sat on his lap, her shoulder against his chest. Joon Hwi wiped down the dampness on her face and caressed her arm. "Now, babe, talk to me, okay? I'm never gonna know what I did wrong if you won't tell me."

Sol faced him and tried to form intelligent words. "Well, you—"

"Hmm?"

"I'm—" Her mouth started to form into a pout and tears started fall again from her eyes. "Joon Hwi-ah." She released sobs again and buried her face into his neck. Joon Hwi sighed and patted her arm.

"Babe—"

"I'm pregnant."

Joon Hwi paused his movements and pulled his head back away, lightly pushing Sol by her shoulders, to let Sol face him. Sol's eyes wandered down to her left hand and Joon Hwi followed them, then he grabbed the stick from her hand.

It was a pregnancy test. Two red-dyed lines. Positive.

Joon Hwi faced Sol, his lips starting to form into a smile. "Babe—"

"I told you to be careful!!" Sol again whimpered, tears still falling.

"W-what? Is it because I—"

"Nevermind!" Sol wiped her tears in a rash way and breathed out to calm herself down. "I-it's actually not your fault." Sol now realized the irrationality of her internal reasoning.

Joon Hwi held back a chuckle and tucked a hair behind his wife's ear.

"Remember April?"

"When we shared a sloppy kiss under the rain?" Joon Hwi tried to lighten the mood by reminding her how they had to walk all the way to the bus stop under the heavy pouring rain, just right after they had their wedding anniversary date at a fine dining restaurant four months ago. It was a funny, but sweet memory.

"No! Before that, when I got diagnosed with PCOS."

"Aah."

It left Sol and Joon Hwi almost hopeless for a child when she was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. But Sol, even before that, was convinced she didn't need to have kids and that she was satisfied with her life with Joon Hwi, content that they'd be that couple with no children. They were already busy with their very time-demanding jobs and Sol— she convinced herself she wouldn't be competent with the whole mothering a child thing. But after knowing her condition, the question, "should I?" turned to "could I?". The condition that would possibly rob her of the choice eventually made her think about how it wouldn't be so bad, because Joon Hwi was there. So after the news of her condition, she decided on one thing.

"A-after that I got off birth control." Joon Hwi nodded and listened to Sol, who was still tearing up a bit, and he also wiped down those tears when he could.

"Then yesterday, when I realized I wasn't on my period yet, I got to read my period calculator and saw that I- I was 16 days late." Sol exhaled for courage.

"Then I bought the pregnancy test." Sol paused and looked at Joon Hwi, and her face looked like she was about to burst again. Her lips were shaking and her eyes were still crystal with tears ready to fall. She was scared.

"You can take it slow, I'll be here. I won't stop listening." Sol released a small smile, tidied her face and tucked in her stray hairs, preparing to tell Joon Hwi more while also now trying to relax herself.

"I didn't know if I should take it though. I mean, everything would change if I was pregnant. But I did wanna know, I wanted to be certain. And it said that I should use my morning pee for it so I waited until morning."

"But you hardly even slept.." Joon Hwi recalls her wife tossing and turning beside him, and then ultimately giving up trying to sleep then went downstairs. He bets on Sol reading up on her cases, which works as an alternative sleeping pill for her.

Ever since she was diagnosed with PCOS, Sol really took effort into having a more healthy lifestyle— like exchanging coffee for matcha, this among other things, and also trying to get some more sleep. So Joon Hwi knew that Sol would definitely try to catch up on sleep.

"I did, a bit." She smiled. "So, after that I took it just earlier. A-and I tested positive." Sol's emotions now returned to her and she closed her eyes, her eyebrows furrowed and tears started to fall again.

"I'm scared." She looked at him. "I don't know if I'm gonna be a good mother. I feel like I should be happy or something, but I'm just really scared." Sol now covered her face with both palms and cried, Joon Hwi pulled her in to embrace her.

"Babe.." He patted her back.

"What if I try my best, and our kid still doesn't love me?" That was it. Sol released another wave of sobs and her body shook against Joon Hwi's embrace.

Sol thought she wasn't ready. Even if it was her choice to get off birth control, she didn't think she would immediately become pregnant. After all, her doctor said it was now almost impossible to be. In her mind, pregnancy would change everything— from how much devotion she has to her work to maybe how her and Joon Hwi's relationship would change, and maybe for the worst. And she didn't like change, her idealistic plans for her future would need to be altered, and she also didn't like how it would most likely change their marriage. She couldn't have that, she couldn't live with a ruined marriage because she didn't want anything to change between Joon Hwi and her, and she also couldn't live with her child possibly having to live through all that. And what if he gets tired of taking care of me? And tons of other doubts and insecurities showered her.

Why does my mind do this? Sol asked herself. Why can't I just be excited? Joon Hwi is the father of this child. I'm sure he's disappointed in me right now.

Joon Hwi pulled away after she calmed down. He wiped her face, again with his already damp shirtsleeves. He placed short kisses on her wet cheeks and cupped her face. "Sol, I believe in you."

Sol melted and her lips turned into a pout, her face still showing fear and uncertainty.

"I'm with you, whatever your decision is. I will be always there for you as I always have. If you arrive to whichever decision, I will give you my opinion but at the end I will always support you. If you don't want to have the baby, I'll still be here. If you want to try and see it through the end, I will be happy and help you every step of the way. I'm your husband Sol-ah. I know you don't trust yourself that much yet, but trust in me. "

Sol put her arms around him and hugged him tight. "I love you Sol. We'll take it slow, step by step. I know you're panicking right now, but there's no rush. We'll do it together. You're never gonna be alone. I'll be there every single step of the way. And I'm sure our kid will love you. You were an amazing older sister to Byeol and you still are, she adores you so I'm sure our kid will, too."

"I love you Joon Hwi. I love you so much. I love you."

"You love me that much?"

Sol pulled away, annoyed. Joon Hwi released a chuckle.

"I love you too."

"You sure I can do it?" Sol asked. "Being a mom? What if I'm going to be too busy for it?"

"We can always ask Byeol to babysit. Or your mom, she has said she already wants a grandchild."

"You always know the solution to things don't you?" Sol rolled her eyes.

"That's why I'm the perfect husband to the ever worrier Eomma Sol."

"Eomma Sol?" Sol raised her voice, taken aback by the sudden nickname.

"And I'm Appa Joon Hwi. " Then Sol bursted out, laughing. Her tears were now drying on her cheeks and she was more relaxed now.

"See? It's cute." I just wanted to see you smile. Joon Hwi thought.

Sol pulled him into a hug again. "You better not regret being a father to our child, Han Joon Hwi-ssi."

Joon Hwi let himself fall into bed, taking down Sol with her. They both laughed and Joon Hwi pulled her into a kiss, tasting the bitterness and sadness of her tears. They made out, feeling at home and Sol, feeling assured and loved by the person in front of her. Joon Hwi kissed her, tasting the ocean, drowning in the one she made.

"I will never regret it. I will fulfill all the promises I made on our wedding day, to be by your side, To support you, to be a loving husband, to be always there to annoy you—" Sol laughed, remembering his one-liner during their exchange of wedding vows. "To always wake and sleep beside you whenever I can, and to never leave your side." They both smiled at each other and Joon Hwi placed a kiss on her forehead. They pull each other close, feeling each other's warmth. And Sol is now close to slumber, fatigued after her nonstop crying.

"I'll be the happiest father to our child. Of course I will, you're the mother, after all."