#LET ME HAVEEEE HIM

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So It Matches Your Eyes.

Characters: Gojo Satoru x Reader

Note ₊˚⊹♡ : Highschool!Gojo has a crush on you, idk mane.

To Yaga, this was a sight of fresh air which almost acted a light reminder that his students being so strong and special affiliated with cursed energies where still children.

His four second year students were all under detention after forgetting to make a veil when they carried out a mission. Dealing with the after math which consisted of explains to the elders and finding excuses on how to twist the media had led him to not sleeping for three days! Now he was making all of them write an descriptive essay on why veils are such importance to jujutsu sorcerers . Shoko’s seat was empty though , she was summoned in the infirmary after a third year student was severely injured from a mission, Yaga hoped Shoko didn’t miss out too much of her school days.

Despite, Yaga having a book in his hands as he read through got distracted my a certain trouble maker student, Gojo Satoru. A strong young man born into the esteemed Gojo Clan, blessed with infinity and six eyes was currently looking a certain someone sitting next to him.

You who was always diligent was working on your essay, occasionally closing your eyes with a small pout and when you felt you finally got a point worth writing down,tongue slightly jutting out from the corner of your lips which would make Gojo’s lips curl up as his eyes soften. Ahh young love.

Yaga had noticed how Gojo’s seat would be much closer to yours as compared to the regular seating arrangements, and if anyone Yaga himself would come in early and make changes to the seating, Gojo would always nonchalantly, without fail shift it closer to yours.

“Yaga Sensei, I’m done!” You shouted up from your seat which made both Yaga and Gojo, jump as you rush quickly up to your teacher with your paper which you had your essay written on. “ I’m done so I’ll be leaving. Drama of Haruma Miura will be coming out and I haveeee to watch it live.”

“Wai-!” Ignoring Yaga’s shout you quickly made your way out of the door leaving a trail of dust behind with how quick you were which made Geto laugh at your antics.

Yaga quickly scans through you essay and sighs. It’s well written so I have no place to complain. “Sensei, I’m also done!” Gojo quickly rushes to his teacher and places his paper on his table about to rush away, in a rush to follow you.

Before Gojo could take another step, he felt a tug on his collar as his turns his head to look at his teacher who had a scrowl on his face. “Satoru,I asked for a descriptive essay!”

“Not only did you write me an argumentative essay, your essay completely sided with not putting up a veil because that’s a drag and ordinary people should just suck it up.” Geto sits completely amused, as Yaga never lets go of Gojo’s collar as he continues to shout at him, the way you’ve got Gojo completely following you everywhere with his puppy love was funny as fuck.

You flinch as the door to your slams open which makes you turn your head to find a scrolling Satoru Gojo walk in with his hands in pocket. “ Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?”

“Beats me.” Despite entering the room like an uncivilized person would gently close the door behind him, he didn’t want more scolding from you. His eyes trails to you who sat on your bed with a small table on your bed, your hand was extended with nail polish es sets on the table. “Weren’t you gonna watch a drama or something?”

You huff as you made sure your left hand was staying still,making sure the mail polish dries properly. “He kisses the female lead so I don’t wanna watch the drama no more…”

Gojo’s smiles, a condescending one in fact as he walks and slowly sits on your bed making sure your nail polishes don’t fall over. “Sucks to be you~” He purrs out his words.

“Hmp! I hope Inuoe Waka gets exposed for having a husband.” You say with Gojo going ‘blah blah’ in the background, smile still plastered on his face. Your eyes look over to his, sharing an eye contact as you smile. “Want to put on some nail polish?”

Gojo peers over. “You gonna apply for me right?” And smiles when you have a nod of confirmation as he hurriedly out-stretched his hand towards you.

“Really? I thought you’d be against it,saying something like this ain’t what men do?” Gojo have no shit to that thought, as long as the girl he had a big fat crush on, holds his hand, a win is a win.

You look over you collection. “What color do you want?.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Maybe blue…a blue which would look similar to your eyes.”

“Beautiful…” Gojo slightly melts as you peer over your collection, your hair slightly covering your face as the evening light from the sun gives your face a heavenly look. “I meant of course! My eyes are a beautiful blue!” He stammers through his sentences as he fights back the heat on his face.

You looked at him with a scowl, what an egotistical brat! Was written all over your fave but then you didn’t say a word as you picked up a color and held his hand, bringing it closer to yours as you start applying the nail polish.

Gojo felt as if the part of his hands which were held were extremely warm, he hoped he doesn’t start sweating. But as he continues to look at you and your eyes which was focused on his fingers, he felt very light, as if this was how it was always meant to be with him being with you and you who looked simply so beautiful as the room was engulfed in a comfortable silence.

“Done!” You smiled as you looked at the nail polish on Gojo’s fingers before your lips curled upwards turned into a pout. “You’re so unfair, Satoru…”

Gojo tilted his head in confusion. “What did I do?”

“Even your hand is so pretty.” You huff as you brought your hands next to his. Gojo’s hands were big yet it was so slim with proper trimmed nails , you had no doubt if he were to become a nail model he’d be booked and busy.

Gojo felt heat rush into his face as he tried to keep his heart from beating too fast as his brain starts to make unconfirmed scenario but in which all of them contained you. “What do you mean ‘even’?”

You looked into his eyes for a brief second as you slowly look away, your cheeks had a beautiful flush to it. “I mean… you’re born into the Gojo clan so you’re already freaking rich… you have such cool cursed techniques, you’re already a special grade sorcerer.”

Gojo bites the inside of his cheeks In disappointment from your answer. As he opened his mouth, about to make a snarky remark you beat him to it.

“You’re tall, your hair always looks good no matter how you style it, your eyes are so beautiful which looked like the limitless skies , you’re also good looking…” you finally look into his eyes, Gojo thought that it was his day to die for a second at how adorable you looked with a shy look into your face. “So it’s unfair that you even got pretty hands.. you literally got everything.”

“…you.” Gojo muttered in a low, quiet voice which you couldn’t understand properly so you titled you head as you have him a confused look, blush still dusted on your cheeks from your confession.

“I don’t have you…” He repeated. “If you were mine then only can I say I have everything.” Gojo had always made many scenarios which was about him confessing to you as he attended class, in his showers, before he slept but this, this wasn’t part of his scenario. This wasn’t how he thought he’d be confessing to you but then the moment now seemed just right.

“I see… I guess that really means you’ve got everything.” You break into a smile as you then put out your hand towards him. “Do you mind coloring this hand of mine?”

Gojo smiles as his heart soars, he tries to control his lips from curling into a smile but then despite being the strongest sorcerer of his generation he is unable to; he was simply that happy, so happy that you reciprocated his feelings. “What color?”

“Blue like yours…So we can show everyone that I belong to you,Satoru.”

Guys I’m kinda proud of this cus even I was giggling, twirling my hair and swinging my legs writing this

[hai7ani]

i know you may have been busy lately, more so considering you got a job and congratulations on that!!

but i reallyyy need to ask for a fluff rindou one crying bc of how utterly gorgeous his wife looked on their wedding day and getting all shy around her after the wedding for days because he’s got a like crush on his own wife

you don’t HAVEEEE TOOO, it’s on you to do it:33and if you’ll do it then take your time bbg, no worries here :b

Rindou hasn't always been a very vocal person.

He's reserved and he doesn't speak a lot unless he's pissed or he just has to answer a question directed at him. It's not that he's selective when it comes to talking 一 he just doesn't know what to say and what even is there to say. But he speaks smoothly to you when he calls you at work in the middle of the day, he speaks clear with his family to plan for cake and coffee, he speaks mumbling to your cat sometimes when she's magically made her way onto his shoulder and sitting there while watching him prep her meal like a curious little bird.

He's weird in a way that you find endearing all the time. He likes collecting Legos that he proudly displays in one little corner of the house even though he's almost 35 and he enjoys giving unsolicited commentary on how stupid and blinded by love the main lead is (who happens to be your favourite) on the sappy romcoms you like watching on Friday nights after work just to see your nostrils flare before chewing his ear off on why the main lead just did what they did. He eats his food like he's just trying to get it over with and he lets hamburger sauce drip all over the table, yet he always wipes your mouth when he sees steak sauce leaking out the corner of your mouth.

Lately his new weird habit is following you around the house. He likes to stand behind you quietly and you'd knock into his chest or step on his toes after giving you a shock. It pisses you off because you don't want to accidentally hurt him if you were in the kitchen handling hot water or is holding something sharp. But he kisses your frown away and continues doing it until you slowly get used to him showing up behind you all of a sudden.

He's also been really annoying about his appearance lately. He keeps getting you to dye his hair black again and again (like, every end of the week when the black fades because he keeps washing his hair everyday) over the sink because his greys are coming out and he makes you trim his hair too while you're at it. He's been spending a lot of time shopping for cologne and browsing through Zara Men because you mentioned once the Jo Malone sample he sprayed on a few weeks ago when he ran out of other perfumes smelled really nice on him and wow, this K-Pop idol's fashion sense is so neat.

Today the ring on your finger feels a little bit heavier than usual and you phone him sobbing to come back as soon as he can. He comes home with fried chicken and heat pads and he drops it all on the ground when he finds you cocooned in your blanket on the ground watching Corpse Bride. "I feel so bad for Emily." You're crying to him the minute he takes off his shoes and he sighs in exasperation when you keep replaying the same scene where Victor was yelling at Emily. "Fucking Victor again." He joins you in your cocoon shortly after showering really quickly and switches the movie to The Notebook instead because he knows you still haven't cried enough today. The fried chicken is soggy and your tears won't stop and he's nothing but patient and sweet when he pats on your back and letting you wet his shirt with what even you can recognise as hearts in his eyes.

"I just missed you a lot today." You blow your nose, noisy and hiccuping into your handkerchief. "Me too." It's really soft when it's murmured into your neck and it's almost as if he is the one who'd phoned for you to cone home and hug with him.

"You see me everyday." You jab a finger into his chest and he flinches. "What? I can't miss you but you can?"

"You can, yes." The scene pops up in your head again and you laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"Remember? You were crying just like me on our wedding一"

"Oh, shut up. That was months ago一 ages ago."

"Me shut up? Look at you, you're still acting like we got married yesterday. Look at how tight you're hugging me. You're like 29 again at our first date following me around the DVD store. What was it again? You liked my perfume? I asked if you liked me too and you got so red. And, as if you don't always look at me now like you wanna一"

You see YouTube appearing on screen and he's typing in Thai advertisements一

"Stop!" You try snatching the remote away from his hand but he's quicker and a video is already playing.

"You're less annoying when you cry."

Isn't it supposed to be the other way around?

Oh, well. Your husband's weird like that anyway. And you match him just fine.

Wrote something a little different than what was asked but here it isssssss he's more of a loser husband than a shy husband here ☹️☹️☹️ i love him so much

[natspats]

“it was love at every sight.”

(quote: della hicks-wilson)

thank you ⁉️anon for the inspo for this story! ☺️

thank you for reading and enjoy! xx 💋

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schlatt groaned.

he didn’t understand why they had to bring this random chick onto the podcast. why couldn’t they have someone on that they BOTH knew?

ted had known her for about a year and a half, and they were best friends. but schlatt would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little bit jealous of their relationship.

ted had always been close with schlatt, but when the name “y/n” started being thrown around, he felt a pang of jealousy.

he didn’t even know what she looked like, he didn’t bother to look her up on any social media. he didn’t care much for this “y/n” girl.

ted caught onto this attitude of course and had been on his ass about being nice to her. “fake it till you make it!”, is what he had kept telling him. and-

“i’m not fake, i’m the real deal!” is what schlatt dramatically scoffed in response.

however, he decided it wouldn’t look very good on him if he was being rude to a girl in front of thousands of people.

so, he shoved his protests deep down inside, put on his regular persona, and decided to just get the episode over with.

as schlatt sat in the booth of their studio, ted was hurrying around, making the final arrangements to begin the session, when he suddenly stopped in front of schlatt.

“she’ll be here soon, are you ready?” ted arched a brow and stuck his crossed arms in front of his chest.

“do we haveeee tooooo?” schlatt sunk into his seat like a 3 year old in protest over not getting a toy at the store.

“yes schlatt we do, it’s too late to back out.”

“BUT I TRIED TO BACK OUT AND YOU WOULDN’T LET ME!” schlatt cried whilst kicking his feet.

“i owe her, and it’ll be good publicity to have an up and coming on the pod.” ted drops his arms.

“what do you have against her anyways? you haven’t met her, no?”

schlatt would never admit to being jealous. thus, he contemplated the correct response.

“uh- well- i don’t know her. and uh- you know her so well, so i think it’ll be awkward.” schlatt mumbled.

“it won’t! i promise. she’s very easy to get on with.” ted smiles with a pat on his shoulder.

“and who knows, maybe you might like her!”

“yeah right.”

bzzz bzzz

ted jumps and picks his phone up from off the table, swiftly checking it.

“she’s here! be right back.” he walks to the exit before turning around and pointing a finger at the mutton chopped man.

“best behavior young man!”

schlatt puts his arms up in surrender. “relaxxxx. you have nothing to worry about.”

ted swings the door open and mumbles as he walks out, “you better be right about that.”

best behavior? best behavior??

yeah right.

he was going to have EXCELLENT behavior.

he was going to prove ted wrong.

schlatt absentmindedly scrolled through his phone until he heard voices approaching the door. and once the door opened, his eyes shot up.

“here we go.” he thought to himself as he sat up from his toddler-esque slump.

the door clicked open, and in walked ted with-

oh.

oh.

suddenly the whole world around schlatt stopped.

he felt his throat get tight.

his heart began to race.

his palms got all sweaty.

did he look ok?

everything around him got all fuzzy, and she was the only clear thing to him.

she.

who was she?

“earth to schlatt?” ted waved his hands in front of schlatts face.

suddenly he was taken out of his trance.

“yeah-sorry, what?”

ted looked at him with a look mixed with suspicion and confusion.

“this is y/n!” ted presents her to him.

y/n reaches her hand out for him to shake.

“hi, it’s so nice to finally meet you! ted has told me lots much about you.” she beamed at him. schlatt takes her hand and shakes it.

among all of the scattered, racing thoughts in his head, one of the only thoughts that were clear to him was that her hands were soft.

a beat of silence passed before schlatt realized he needed to respond. he looked into her eyes and the faintest, but most genuine smile appeared on his face.

“it’s nice to finally meet you too.”

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about 45 minutes into the podcast, things were going great- at least in ted’s standards. he was worried schlatt was going to be a prick to her, but he actually had excellent behavior.

that was mainly because throughout the podcast, schlatt had been talking, but not as much be usually would be. and that’s because he was too busy taking in her all in.

it was like he was in a desert and she was his only water source.

he didn’t understand why he felt this way.

he hadn’t felt this was on any of the zoom calls full of girls on the love or host episodes.

he hadn’t felt this way for anyone, not even minx.

schlatt thought he was ok with not being in love or being in a relationship, but apparently he wasn’t?

not to mention, his behavior was unlike his usual self, so it was very noticeable during the recording.

schlatt was beginning to feel that pang of jealously, however, not of y/n. but of ted, and how close he was with her.

as schlatt sat there in his lovestruck trance, he was once again broken out of it by the sound of a soft voice.

“j?” she raised a bow with a confused smile.

J?

J?!?!??!?!

his heart beat faster at that nickname and his cheeks flushed red. why the fuck was he freaking out? it was literally just his name. but nobody has ever called him J before. and-

“sorry, what’s up?”

ted snorted at this, beginning to catch on to this behavior from his dear friend.

and she just let her brows fall into a worried position, all the while keeping a smile plastered across her face.

“i said,” a light blush spreading across her cheeks, “do you think you would ever go on another love or host episode? i was asked by austin recently to have a go at it.”

his heart stopped for a split second.

for some reason, he couldn’t bare the thought of other guys having a chance with her. but then again, what if he was a contestant? what if he had a chance to win her over? what if-

“hmmmmmmmm. i suppose it depends on who id be competing for.” schlatt leaned back in the booth, manspreading.

“i second that.” she points in schlatt’s direction.

ted grins. (mwahahaha type grin)

“you know,” ted leans towards y/n, “i’m sure if you went on, schlatt would be a contestant.” ted flashes a shit eating grin at schlatt.

schlatt turns red and flashes him a look of “oh my fucking god i’m going to fucking kill your fucking dumbass.”

quickly recovering, schlatt scoffs with a “yeahhh righttt. i barely know this broad!”

“yeah well, im sure you’ll know each other well enough soon.” ted smirks and busts out laughing by himself.

what was he doing??

twitter was going to go feral.

schlatt glances over and accidentally makes eye contact with her. but surprisingly, she holds it.

and in the midst of the ugly laughter from their shared best friend, a big, genuine smile, spreads across their cheeks.

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after the episode is wrapped up and everyone is getting ready to leave, schlatt is sitting back at the booth on his phone.

he looks up from his phone and immediately feels his heart beat hard again.

y/n had walked up to him.

“so uh- i was thinking.” she looks down at her feet, that are rocking back between her toes and heels, then back up at him.

“i was thinking we could make a good team to gang up on ted. y’know- get revenge for today.” she’s wearing a small smile, one that suggests that she’s nervous.

schlatt nervousness falters at this and pushes up his confidence to try to make her feels better.

“i was actually thinking the same thing.”

“great minds think alike.” she lets out a giggle.

“right right. well then, you’re going to have to give me your number toots so that we can have a constant source of communication. all good teams communicate after all, right?”

and with that, they exchanged numbers, a smile , and she went back to her hotel.

ted locked the studio, and the pair made their way out to schlatt’s corvette.

and finally.

finally, ted got something out of his system he’d been waiting alllllll day to get out.

“told ya you’d like her.”

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Joost Klein x Reader! TWs: RPF, the softest romance ever!! I made Joost after lucky blue lol W/C: 3,604! A/N: Reader is implied to be something other than white, but its not major. + Some music I found that really matches the vibe methinks!! <3

When Joost first garnered fame, he could never imagine slowing down anytime soon. He was like a rolling boulder ; starting off slow and inexperienced with his rough, jagged edges. But now he’s been rolling for years, refining himself into a smooth stone down the hill.

He said all his life that he had a pretty good idea of things he liked and didn’t like. Kids, cats, feet, all of those icky things.

But here he was, slouched in an ivory arm chair as he brushed his daughter, Adessa’s hair. His life had managed to compress itself down into a tiny, squirming little baby and rest itself on his knees.

You smiled to yourself, lying down on the couch opposite of Joost as you watched him experience pure unbridled adoration. “You’re gonna look sooooooo pretty, Dessie!” He cooed, gently working the bristles of the brush through the long, chocolate brown curls.

He took his time, gently working his fingers through the soft hair before using two blue rubber bands to tie it into two sleek twin pigtails. He fluffed her hair out a little, smiling eagerly as Adessa giggled, clearly excited to see how her hair turned out. 

You loved seeing Joost dote on your baby girl. When you first started dating, he was very firm about not wanting any type of children. But Adessa managed to have him wrapped around her little finger.

“Daddy, why do I have to brush my hair?” Adessa asked, squirming around slightly as Joost struggled to tie the little lace bows around each pigtail.

“So it won’t get all tangled and messy.” He hummed, gently tying the last bow.

You smiled, watching as Adessa began to ramble Joost’s ears off with her little voice. Joost seemed to cling to every single word, leaning forward in his chair and placing his hands on his knees as he nodded. “Ja, natuurlijk.”

“I’m gonna make some bread, do you two wanna help?” You offered, standing up from the couch. “We haveeee...4 hours before we head to the park, so that’s enough time to make a loaf and lunch.” You smiled.

“Yes, I can help!” Joost smiled, standing up slowly from the arm chair as to not knock Adessa off of his knees. “Des, wil je brood maken?” Joost asked, scooping Adessa up from under her shoulders and tossing her up in the air.

Adessa shrieked and giggled, eagerly lifting her arms up as she nodded. “Ja! I wanna help mommy!” She beamed.

You smiled, making your way into the cozy little kitchen, Joost following behind you with Adessa in his arms. You got everything you’d need to make your bread and laid it out on the counter in front of the window.

Joost sat Adessa down on the kitchen counter, leaning against it as well as he watched you set everything up to make sure it would take as little time as possible. 

“I’m…not a good cook.” He chuckled, grabbing the measuring cups and spoons for you in a heartbeat.

“I know, Joost. That’s why I said help.” You giggled, setting the large bowl next to Adessa, who kicked her little legs back and forth off the counter.

“Alright, Dessa! I’m gonna let you pour the dry ingredients in the bowl and mix, okay?” You murmured, filling each measuring cup with its corresponding dry ingredients, and handing them to Adessa one by one.

You supervised her carefully, admiring her with a soft smile as she carefully added the flour, sugar, salt, and dry yeast to the bowl.

“Do I mix now?” She asked, staring up at you with her electric blue eyes. She was such a cute girl, with those beautiful pools of blue she had inherited from her dad. But of course, you could see yourself in her face as well.

“Yep! Daddy’s gonna help me add the water, and then we can all knead the dough together!” You explained, handing Joost the one cup, and half cup measuring cups.

“Could you fill these with warm water, my love?” You smiled, turning your head to face him.

He nodded, taking the cups from your hands and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Yes, baby.” He hummed, filling the cups with warm water and adding them to the bowl of dry ingredients.

“Alright, you two,” you began, stepping in front of Joost as you picked up the silicone scraping spatula, scraping the dry ingredients off the sides of the bowl. 

“There’s a certain way to mix bread. You don’t just go in an aggressive circle,” you showed, aggressively mixing the flour and water together. “Nah. You kind of like…fold it in. Stay from the bottom, and bring in to the top til’ it’s all combined.” You nodded.

“I wanna try!” Adessa gasped, immediately grinning ear to ear as she clasped her hands together in wonder.

“Of course you can!” You smiled, sliding the bowl over to her and handing her the spatula.

She did her best to mix, trying to copy the motions you showed her earlier as her brows furrowed in concentration.

You smiled, placing your hand over Joost’s as he leaned down, leaning his head on your shoulder and placed his hands on your hips.

“I love you.” He murmured, pecking the side of your head.

You smiled, leaning your head against his lovingly. “I love you too.” You hummed, holding his hand gently.

You chattered away with Joost and Adessa, finishing up with mixing the dough before dusting the counter with flour and tranferring the slightly sticky dough onto the powdered, sleek, and wooden surface.

“Alright, cover your hands in flour, and then you kinda just…knead it. Don’t be too hard, but don’t be scared of it.” You explained, kneading the dough gently.

You let Adessa try, letting her smack and poke the dough while she snickered and chuckled.

“Joost, roll up your sleeves and knead this for me please.” You requested, watching as Adessa hopped off the counter to go play her iPad. 

He nodded, reluctantly pulling himself away from you and rolling up the sleeves on his white collared shirt. “How do I do it again…” he snickered. “Show me.”

You sighed, smiling softly as you pushed him aside gently with your hip. “Like this,” you instructed, kneading the dough again.

He nodded, shifting behind you again and placing his hands over yours, kneading the dough with you as he hummed quietly to himself.

You kept going until the dough was smooth and matte, grabbing the little baking tin and slotting it into the pan and scoring a little heart into the surface.

“All done!” You smiled, holding up the pan to get a better look.

“You want any herbs on the top, baby?” You asked, craning your head upwards so you could look at him.

He brushed his hands off with the kitchen towel before placing them on the counter on either side of you. “Maybe some sage and rosemary.” He smiled, nodding subtly.

You nodded, slowly pulling away from him to find the sage and rosemary, plucking them from the fridge. You gently sprinkled the herbs on top of the bread before drizzling a little bit of olive oil on top and sprinkling a bit of black pepper as well.

“Put this in the oven for me?” You smiled, handing him the pan. 

He smiled, taking the pan from your hands and walking over to the already preheated oven. He swung open the oven door, wincing slightly at the gust of heat before gently sliding it onto the bottom of the rack.

“There you go, babe.” He smiled, his cheeks going a rosy pink from simply gazing in your direction. “I’ll go get Dessa dressed, and you can do whatever you want.” He smiled, whisking his way over to you, placing a kiss on your cheek and making his way to Adessa in the living room.

You smiled, feeling your sensitive little heart clench and vibrate at how he loved you so gently. Ever since you met Joost, he treated you like the most precious of gems. He wanted to make things easy for you; to dote on and pamper you like you were his most prized possession.

In Joost’s eyes, you and Adessa were his heart walking around outside of his body. When humans first thought of the word love, they described it as an attempt feeling of deep affection. But when Joost thought of love, he thought of laying down with you and Dess, listening to your soft snores as time passed you by second after second.

It was those painfully slow days that reminded him that love has no time limit. Even when he was long gone and miles underneath the earths crust, his spirit would make sure the sun kept shining and the earth kept spinning for his baby girl.

You used the time Joost gave you to prep a small breakfast and pack a little snack bag for Adessa, knowing she would ultimately be hungry after playing in the park. After you finished that task, you tugged your sleeves down on your sweater, fixing your  jeans and leaning against the counter to have a sparkling water.

Joost and Adessa emerged mere minutes later, with your daughter now in a blue and white gingham dress and frilly white socks and cute little Mary Jane’s.

“Mommy, look!” She beamed, running up to you eagerly to show off her outfit. She did a fast little spin, grinning from ear to ear as she gazed up at you for approval.

You gasped, making sure to set down your can before kneeling down to be eye level with her. “You look so pretty, Dessa!” You cooed, giving her a big hug and peppering her face with kisses.

She giggled uncontrollably, trying to push your face away and squirming away from your love attack. 

You sat her back down, giving her one last kiss before patting her head gently. “Daddy did a great job.” You nodded, looking over at Joost and smiling.

He nodded back at you, giving you a thumbs up and blowing you a brief kiss.

What a cute nerd.

You stood up, standing in the kitchen and watching as Joost walked over towards you.

“I made you guys a little charcuterie board.” You smiled, gently wrapping your arms around Joost’s neck as he held your waist and gazed into your eyes.

“Oh thank you, mijn liefste!” He smiled, turning his head briefly to munch on some blueberries. “You’re so sweet, I don’t deserve you.” He mumbled, resting his head on yours.

“Not true!” You fake-gasped. “You’re the best, too.”

“…we the best music..” he whispered, immediately giggling after. 

“Bye.” You giggled, moving to walk away from him, only for him to pull you back gently.

“No, dance with me.” He pouted, swaying with you slowly in the kitchen.

“You’re so corny!” You giggled, swaying with him as well.

“People are afraid to be corny, but I was born on the cob.” He recited, chuckling in your ear. You could really see where Adessa got her laugh from whenever Joost giggled. You recognized that ‘hehehe’ anywhere.

“Daddy?” A little voice asked, Adessa staring up at you with her big round eyes.

“Yes, little one?” He hummed, still swaying with you as he glanced at Adessa.

“Are you and mommy in loooove?” She asked, leaning forward and smiling at the two of you.

“Of course! I’d move planets for your mama.” He nodded.

You snickered, smiling just a little harder at his shameless admission.

“And I would for you, too.” Joost smiled.

Adessa nodded, clinging onto Joost’s leg as she giggled. She couldn’t understand slow dancing, but she wanted to be included in anything her parents did. So she danced along with the two of you, eagerly twirling around beside you.

You smiled, watching her with nothing but love. 

“Jojo?” You hummed, resting your hands on either side of his neck gently.

“Ja?” He smiled.

“You wanna watch a movie after we take Dess to the park?” You muttered, pecking his neck gently.

He smiled, stopping in the middle of the kitchen floor before walking you back into the counter and setting you down on top of the smooth wood. 

“Of course.” He smiled, resting his head on your shoulder.

You stayed together in the kitchen for an hour or two, chatting away with each other happily about anything and everything until the oven dinged, prompting Joost to remove the fresh loaf with your pink little oven mitts.

“The bread is finished!” He smiled, placing it on the table.

“Great! Thanks.” You cheered, hopping off the counter to stare at the loaf. You fought off both Adessa and Joost, desperately trying to explain that the bread needs to cool before you cut or eat it.

“Mommy it’s ok, the bread won’t know!” Adessa grinned, standing on her tip toes in an attempt to see above the counter. Joost scooped her up, setting her down on the counter beside him as he admired the fresh baked loaf as well.

“It looks very good! Good job.” He praised, giving Adessa an approving high five. She nodded firmly, crossing her arms at her job well done before suddenly gasping.

“Mommy helped, too! Say good job to mommy!” She squeaked, pointing a finger at you.

He giggled, turning over to you and smiling.

“Thank youuu, amazing beautiful great gorgeous fiancée!” He beamed. 

“You’re welcome!” You chirped, kissing his cheek. “Alright, we can head to the park while that cools.” You nodded, heading into the living room to slide on your shoes and grab your keys.

Adessa followed behind, smiling happily as she toddled behind you, grabbing onto your fingers as she followed you out the door.

“Kom op, papa!” She called, turning her head around to pout at Joost, who was tying his shoes.

“Yeah, hurry up grandpa!” You teased, putting your hand on your hip. “You’d really make a child wait to go play at the park?” You snickered, watching as Adessa mirrored your pose.

Joost looked up, raising an eyebrow at the two of you as the picture finally panned out. He saw just how alike you and Adessa were, and suddenly all the noise in his head stopped. He was happy where he was, and couldn’t ask for anything more.

“Hold on, I’m done I’m done!” He giggled, stumbling out the door behind the both of you and closing the door.

“You got some flour on your nose.” You chuckled. “Coke allegations pending.” You whispered, motioning to the upper bridge of his nose.

He laughed, quickly clearing the flour away from his face.

“I’m not Charli.” He giggled, following behind you and Adessa closely.

“Are you sure? You seem to be bumpin’ that…” you joked.

“Nee, nee nee nee! I’m not.” He giggled.

You walked in the warm sunlight towards the park, taking steady breaths of fresh air as you admired the beautiful scenery.

The Netherlands was a bit of a change from the atmosphere you grew up with, but more grass was definitely a plus.

When you made it to the park, Adessa had set off to go play with the other kids in the grass.

You smiled, wrapping an arm around Joost’s arm and walking with him through the grass. Since Friesland was really small in retrospect, you had no doubt people recognized him, but you were grateful nobody made the move to bother or approach you with your child.

“I never thought I’d be getting married soon…” Joost suddenly blurted, holding your hand gently.

“I know, this all feels so unreal to me.” You smiled.

“I used to just say I was ok with my bloodline stopping at me…and now look, I’m engaged with a daughter.” He giggled.

“Nobody knows where they’ll end up, and that’s ok.” You shrugged, allowing Joost to pull you down and sitting in the grass with him, just far enough to supervise Adessa.

He nodded, smiling softly as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. 

You stayed at the park for a good hour, running around with Adessa in the grass as she chased you with a magical leaf that would make you go “boom!”

“Alright, Dessa, let’s go home and have some lunch, okay?” You smiled, scooping her up and spinning her around. 

She nodded, wrapping her arms around your neck as she waved bye to her park friends.

The walk back was relatively quiet, and you could tell that Adessa had fallen asleep. You chuckled, gently shaking her awake so she could stay up long enough to eat, have a quick little bath and then go to sleep later.

“Here, I got her.” Joost murmured, gently taking her from your arms. You smiled, thanking him wordlessly as you reached the front door and pushed it open.

You sat your bag and keys down on the side table, slipping your shoes off by the door and heading into the kitchen. You made a quick little sandwich for Adessa with some smoked turkey, Swiss cheese, pickles, lettuce, tomato, and red onion. What a non-picky baby.

You headed into the living room, handing the sandwich to a very sleepy looking Adessa whose head kept drooping onto her dad’s shoulder. Joost chuckled, watching as she perked up momentarily to eat her food.

“I like your bread, mommy.” She murmured, finishing up her sandwich with a little smile.

“Thank you!” You smiled, patting her head softly. “Im glad you like it. I made it with lots of love, just for you!” You explained, booping her little nose. 

She smiled, leaving the crusts on her plate and placing it down on the coffee table. “All done.” She murmured, rubbing her eyes as she leaned on Joost’s shoulder again.

Joost sat up slowly, ensuring she wouldn’t fall over on the couch before picking her up. “Bed time!” He beamed, dancing and twirling up the stairs with Adessa.

“I got her, just go get comfy!” He smiled, turning back to you briefly before disappearing upstairs. 

You cheered quietly, quickly setting up downstairs for movie night. You laid out the blankets, snacks, and drinks before shuffling upstairs to your shared room to change into some pajamas.

You decided on a matching pair of pink fuzzy shorts and a pink fuzzy hoodie. You glanced in the mirror, smoothing out the hoodie delicately and making sure you looked ok, even thought you knew Joost wouldn’t care even if you didn’t, because in his words “it’s okay to not be okay.”

You smiled, giggling at yourself briefly before making your way to the bathroom to check on the two of them, only to see a tub overflowing with bubbles and an Adessa with a soapy Mohawk.

“What the actual hell, Joost.” You murmured, eyes widening at the height the bubbles had managed to somehow reach. Adessa was lost in the midst of it, blue eyes just barely visible through the forest of bubbles.

Joost smiled, instantly freezing in place before slowly turning to you.

“Hello!!” He waved, slowly putting down the bubble bath solution.

“How much of that did you use!” You half-chuckled, half-scoffed, watching as the blue coloring practically spilled over the floor.

“Mommy it’s okay, I’m the bubble princess!” Adessa giggled, raising her arms up through the hoard of suds.

You sighed, but smiled softly. The cleanup would eat you the fuck alive, sure, but at least she was happy.

“Of course, sweetie.” You giggled, heading back out the bathroom slowly. You retreated downstairs to the couch, taking in the warm, orange-y yellow lighting that consumed the room. It reminded you of fall, with the sweet spices and crisp days that brought you so much joy.

You waited for no more than 5 minutes on the couch before the little pitter patter of feet came down the stairs. 

“Mommy!” The little voice whispered from the top of the stairs. “You gotta come say goodnight to me!”

You chuckled, standing up from the couch and jogging over to her. “Of course I do! C’mon!” You whispered, heading upstairs to her all pink princess themed bedroom.

Even though she had sworn her allegiance to nothing but pink time and time again, she still had the cover art for her dad’s beloved albums up on the wall next to her bed, courtesy of her father.

She scurried into bed, giggling as Joost pecked her little forehead gently. He had to completely sit down to be close to her bed, which was almost comical to see, but you didn’t wanna laugh at how massive he was just yet.

“Alright, goodnight sweetie.” You whispered, gently tying a little scarf around her head so her hair wouldn’t look crazy in the morning. “I love you!” You cooed, peppering her face with kisses.

She giggled, leaning up to kiss your nose before laying back down and rubbing her eyes. “I love you too…” she murmured, trying her best to keep her eyes open as she watched you and Joost turn off the lights and slowly leave.

You closed the door behind you two, smiling at Joost before giggling and scurrying down the steps like eager children. You crashed onto the couch together, cuddling up as Joost snatched the remote off the armrest and turned on the TV.

“This parenting shit is easy. W’s in the chat.” He giggled, pulling you as close as he could.

“I don’t know about easy, but you’re definitely a great dad!” You smiled, resting your hand on his chest.

He rolled his eyes, snickering quietly as he kissed your forehead. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

©Taelophone<33

[lynnimini]

₊⊹ 𝘚𝘰 𝘓𝘦𝘵’𝘴 𝘎𝘰 𝘚𝘦𝘦 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴: 2 ₊⊹

description: 12 parts ⋆ fluff ⋆ comedy ⋆ kinda cringy?

in which y/n and woonhak continue their childhood adventures as best friends.

pairings: k. woonhak x afab!reader

words: 1.7k

warnings: N/A

“woonhak’s late”

you whispered to yourself, pouting very obviously when you saw woonhak running out the door as fast as he could towards you.

"i'm sorry for being late y/n. mom wanted me to get my sister a snack first. let's go now?"

little woonhak apologized and gave you a big hug. you two stuck true to your guys' word when you said you were gonna play together every single day. for the past four years, you two met up and played every day without fail. on vacation? your families went together. at school? you'd play outside straight after school. you two were inseparable.

one day on the weekend you were extra excited to see woonhak after getting a big dollhouse to play with. you kept peeking out the window every minute to check if maybe woonhak would come early, but he kept playing basketball outside with all the other boys from nearby neighborhoods.

you were a little sad seeing woonhak playing with other people. it had only been you and woonhak since the beginning. you were undeniably happy that woonhak was making friends, but what about you? you couldn't help but think about if he was still gonna play with you or leave you for his new friends. what if he got tired of you after being together for so long?

being stuck in your thoughts meant that you didn't notice woonhak already waiting outside for you. woonhak sat there in confusion for a bit before ringing the doorbell, shaking you out of your head. you ran to answer the door and apologize to woonhak for having been distracted.

"are you okay?"

woonhak could see the blatant sadness on your face shining through your attempt to act normal. you nodded softly and shot woonhak a smile.

"woonhak, you should go play again with the other boys. you looked like you were having a lot of fun"

you put on a smile but the fear in your head still remained at the thought of woonhak actually leaving to play with them again.

"why would i want to do that?"

woonhak frowned and elicited a small sound of shock out of you.

"because you were having fun? you don't haveeee to play with me all the time"

you explained and woonhak's frown only got deeper.

"i have more fun with you y/n. don't be silly. come on, let's go!"

with 14 words, woonhak waved all your worries and insecurities away as he took your hand and pulled you outside your house, making you forget all about your dollhouse. both of you bore the happiest smiles on your faces as you always did with each other.

"what should we do today?"

you asked as you two walked around mindlessly in the front yard for a bit. you and woonhak walked in silence for a bit.

"should we go down to the market together?"

he asked and you smiled brightly, having been wanting to check out the market for a while but never remembering to.

"that sounds fun! maybe we can buy gifts for each other there"

you suggested, eliciting a wide smile from him. you two walked to the market together. it wasn't that far from the beach, so there were lots of people hanging around the market.

"woonhak look, they have little plushies"

you pointed at the stand as the person running the stall smiled at you and woonhak.

"this one looks like you"

woonhak frowned thoughtfully as he looked back and forth between you and a white plushie with big red hands and a wide smile. you frowned too.

"i don't see it. if anything you look like it"

you said as woonhak stuck his tongue out at you. the two of you moved through the vendors, looking at every stall and greeting all the townspeople you recognized.

throughout the four years of you two knowing each other and going on adventures, you were known as the cute little best friends by most people in the small town.

"okay woonhak, should we go back to pick something out for each other now?"

you suggested after you reached the end of the market. woonhak nodded and you two went your separate ways.

you reached the stall where the vendor was selling the little plushies.

"i'll take this one wrapped please"

you pointed at the weird little plush you two talked about earlier, thinking about how their smiles were similar.

the nice vendor wrapped the plushie up for you and you went off to the end of the market where you were supposed to meet woonhak. woonhak was already waiting for you with a little bag in his hand.

"i didn't expect you to get here so fast 'mr. never on time'"

you teased and woonhak scoffed with no retorts since it was completely true.

"this is for you"

woonhak shyly thrust the small bag into your hands, with you gently placing the wrapped toy into his hands.

before you two could open it together, the same boys woonhak was playing with earlier coincidentally ran into you guys at the market.

"hey woonhak"

a boy with short black hair said as he slapped woonhak gently on the back. you, not having met any of these people before, had no idea how to react or what to do.

"hey taesan, everyone. what're you doing here?"

woonhak smiled widely and took a step back towards you and away from the other boys. he stuck his pinky out and patted your wrist lightly as a sign of comfort and reassurance, your eyes widening slightly at the thoughtful action.

"just checking out the market"

taesan replied casually, eyes darting over to you, the shy girl woonhak was so obviously trying to protect from the curious gazes of the others.

"is this your girlfriend woonagi?~"

an older boy with short brown hair, jaehyun, teased. woonhak did a double take and started stumbling over his words out of embarrassment.

"she's not my girlfriend! she's my best friend. this is y/n"

woonhak protested, cheeks turning a soft pink at the thought of you as his girlfriend. he refused to let you see, nudging you in front of him to introduce you into the conversation.

"hi, i'm l/n y/n"

you said shyly as they all stared at you. they didn't mean to scare you or anything by staring for so long, but they were very curious about you. after all, you all lived so close but they'd never seen you before.

taesan in particular was very curious about you. the observant older boy could immediately pick up that you liked woonhak a little once your eyes saddened slightly at the mention of not being woonhak's girlfriend. he figured it was no big deal since you brightened up once woonhak called you his best friend.

the entire group waved to you and said hi with you waving back. they came off as genuine people, which they most definitely were, but you were still wary.

"welllll, we don't wanna interrupt your date so we'll get going now"

the boy named sungho clapped and rushed everyone along to look at the rest of the market. woonhak groaned at their teasing and turned to look at you with a sheepish smile.

"they're actually really nice y/n. you okay?"

oblivious woonhak had no idea you were a teensy bit upset about him groaning so much over the thought of dating you, but it wasn't that big of a deal. you were content as his best friend. right?

"uhhuh"

you said simply with a smile. woonhak narrowed his eyes accusingly at you.

"no you're not you liar. come on!"

woonhak suddenly smiled widely, pulling you along with him as usual without explanation.

"we're getting ice cream?"

you inquired upon finding the two of you standing in front of the very famous ice cream shop, woonhak's smile shining towards you as he watched your eyes light up and smile start to form.

"i'm gonna buy you ice cream. promise me you'll feel better after?"

woonhak held his pinky out to you. you smiled softly and wrapped your two pinkies together.

"i'll get us ice cream and then we can open gifts together okay?"

woonhak quickly ran into the store, leaving you to sit at one of the outdoor tables and fiddle with the little bag woonhak gave you.

woonhak brought back two cups of your guys' favorite ice cream, enjoying the way you smiled after every single bite.

"you can open your gift woonhak. i know i eat slower than you do"

you urged him to open it and he did, gasping at the sight of the little white plushie.

"you really got me the plushie we saw earlier"

woonhak laughed happily and poked at the little plushie’s smile.

"you like it?"

"it’s a little funny looking, but i love it. thanks y/n"

woonhak grinned and reached over to toss your guys' cups of finished ice cream away. once he got back you immediately opened the bag and let out a small gasp as you pulled the gift out: a charm bracelet with silver stars and a moon.

"woonhak it's so pretty"

you said in awe, folding it in your hands and enjoying the sound of tinkling silver. woonhak smiled sheepishly.

"it reminded me of how much we sit in your room together and stare at the glow in the dark stars on your ceiling at night when it's too cold outside"

he said softly, smiling fondly at his favorite thing to do with you. woonhak reached over and put the bracelet on you, pulling you out of your chair.

"since you don't wanna be all sad in front of me, promise me we can always always be here for each other whenever we wanna talk? we don't always have to but i wanna be here for you. you're my best friend in the whole world y/n"

woonhak said hopefully and held his pinky out to you once more. basically glowing, you held your pinky out and smiled widely in front of him.

"i promise!"

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[oneforthemunny]

could I please haveeee some post fight smut with dom!eddie? preferably just her getting railed LOLLLLL

absolutely. doing it as a blurb :) 18+ ahead obv

"What? Nothin' to say now, huh?" Eddie hissed through clenched teeth, hips snapping vigorously against the scorching skin of your ass.

You drooled around the gag, his hand on your hair, yanking it back with every furious stroke deep inside of you. Your hands were tied behind your back, bound after you'd try to block his hand when you were over his knee earlier. He was still angry at you, you could tell the way he rutted into you fiercely, fucking you positively dumb into the mattress.

You were still mad at him, but it was slowly dissipating, every brush of his cock against your gummy walls, punching and abusing that spot deep inside you. Oh, you were furious at the squelching sound that you made, sopping even through your anger.

"Had a lot of mean shit to say to me earlier, but you got nothin' to say now, huh?" Eddie sneered, yanking your hair back further into him.

You hissed behind the gag, biting on the rubber piece. "Hm, you wanna apologize to me now? You ready to say you're sorry?" He asked, fingers hooking around the gag.

You tried to swallow the spit that spilled out of your mouth, feeling the drool run down your chin. Eddie's hand gripped your jaw, turning you towards him, his eyes glaring down at you meanly. "You ready to say you're sorry for being so mean to me?"

Your lips pressed together, arms going numb from being bound for so long. "Ed, I'm so sorry," You started, pausing at the slight curl of his lips, triumphant and smug. "That you think I should apologize to you when it was clearly your fucking fault-"

Eddie's hand fell on your face, not hard enough to bruise, just enough to sting and make you gasp. He rarely backhanded you, knowing how pouty (and wet) it made you. Eddie shoved the gag back in your mouth, pulling out of you and ignoring your whine.

"Alright, you don't want to say sorry to me? Still wanna be mean? Guess I haven't gotten you where I need you yet. That's fine. I'll get you there, baby. I got all night." Eddie sneered, rolling you over so you were on your back.

He pushed into you without warning, smirking at the way your eyes rolled back into your head, hands clambering beside him to find the vibrator, pressing it between your legs while he resumed his punishing pattern. He'd get you where he wanted you, toes curled and back arching, then he'd pull out, watching your orgasm disappear before your eyes. Eddie did it over and over and over until you were a sobbing pile of mush on the mattress, mind numb and eyes glossed until he finally let you cum, soaking his mattress.

Eddie would apologize to you, between the sheets after you'd started to come back to him, eyes softer and drooped. The fight was stupid, both of you too explosive for your own good, and he knew that. You'd whisper your own apologies and sweet words in the same bed you'd been so mean to each other just moments before.

[emmyrosee]

FOR YOUR EVENT!!!! I'M SO EXCITED YAYAYAYYYYY

okokok so from the lists, could I haveeee

29. giggling while kissing (from the kisses prompt list)

and from the dialogue list let's do...

136. did you enjoy yourself last night?

111. delete it. now.

(and i'm not sure if you wanted me to include a character or not, but either way i trust your judgement!! congrats again <33333)

*screams and kicks and cries about how much I love this* also went with Tsumu bc. Like. He’s my husband 🧡

tw!! suggestive content for comedic purposes. Nothing is done, but the verbiage is definitely suggestive!! Also tw hangover, drinking is mentioned.

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You woke up with a pounding headache.

It wasn’t like you had more than a few glasses of wine, but you knew when Inarizaki had reunions, no one was safe from the party; even Shinsuke, who goes to bed at 9:30 because he’s a man of absolutely uncontrollable patterns.

Unfortunately, for you, Inarizaki reunions meant Suna Rintaro was there, and you were determined to drink him under the table any chance you got. He’s a great friend, been yours for years, but screw him and his stupid cocky self that you’ve got to set into place every few months.

Pounding headaches and blurry nights were definitely a price, but at the end of it all, it’s definitely an event you wouldn’t pass up for the world.

Even as your entire being feels like it’s covered in bricks.

“Morning, my baby,” the sweet, yet somehow still cocky voice of your boyfriend croons into your ear. His warm breath spans over your cheek, and you whine and cover your head with the pillow.

“Your breath reeks,” you grumble, desperate to ignore his snickers. “Can you give me fourteen seconds before you’re the bane of my existence?”

“I’m sure I can,” he teases, and god he’s lucky he’s so cute because the smirk in his voice makes you want to whack him with a pillow. “I’m not gonna, but I can.”

“You’re such a disappointment,” you snip, and that’s prompted with a soft kiss against your aching temple. That, finally, does have you melting, and you whimper softly before turning your head to bury into his chest. He holds you lovingly, letting you settle against him. “No wonder ‘Samu’s the favorite child.”

“‘Samu’s the favorite because of pity,” he says simply, and you giggle in his chest dopily. From his chest, you hear his outer arm paw for his phone on the bedside table, and you mewl once the comforting weight settles back against your shoulders.

“So,” he says, nosing at your hairline. “Did you enjoy yourself last night?”

“So much,” you say, voice warbled from the way your lips are smooshed against his chest. “Too much.”

“I know,” he teases, and once again, you want to smack the smirk off his face with the pillow. “You were definitely the life of the party last night. Off your rocker completely.”

“Hm?”

He pauses, and you feel a certain queasiness settle in your heart.

“Definitely had me in surprise. Thought Osamu was gonna have a stroke. Definitely glad Sunarin caught it on video, otherwise you may not believe me.”

Fuck. What did you do?

“Please, whatever it is, be nice about it,” you beg, now hiding your face from him not to be comfortable, but to hide your embarrassment.

“Don’t worry, I’m not mad about it,” he assures.

Why would he be mad about whatever it was?

Then, from his phone, you hear your voice in a drunken stupor, wailing on and on about how much you love Atsumu, and you’re blessed to have him and how definitely some unsavory things that absolutely should not have been said aloud, in public.

But nothing that would cause such a strange reaction; Sunarin was always known to catch you at your worst, even if it is flirting with-

“Yer damned boyfriend is gonna come out here and kick my ass if you don’t stop.”

“Yeah, and I’m gonna film the whole thing,” Suna snorts from behind the camera.

“I wanna lick your abs.”

“ATSUMU!”

Osamu.

You were flirting with Osamu, thinking he was Atsumu.

Instantly, immediately, your eyes fly open and you scramble as far as you can away from your blonde boyfriend, eyes wide as saucers while he cackles at your expense. Your chest heaves and you feel bile rushing up your throat, horrified for the trauma you probably caused the other twin.

“You are sooo into me,” he wheezes, pointing and laughing at you.

“Fuck you, this isn’t funny!” You wail, burying your face in your hands. “Oh, my god, your teammates must think I’m fucking feral! I’ll never be able to show my face again! Fuck!” Your voice, snow hiked in a snarl, growls out a sharp “delete it. Now.” from behind your palms.

He snickers and you feel the bed weight shift, and there’s a comforting warmth that settles against you as he plops next to you.

“You’re makin’ a mountain out of a molehill,” he says sweetly, as if that’s supposed to help. “You got a little plastered and mistook me for the lesser twin is all.”

“‘Is all,’” You whimper. He tosses an arm around your shoulder and you hide your face in his bicep. “I practically cheat on you and you say ‘is all.’”

“Hard to be mad at you when you moan my name at my twin.”

“Shut up!”

“Talkin’ about how you wanna lick my abs,” he starts to plant kisses on your head, the quick action making you squeal softly. “You want me to toss you on the counter, ride my thigh, suck my toes-“

“Fuck you, I did not say that!” You groan, but this time it’s shrouded in laughter.

“I have 4 friends and 1 scarred Kita-San who will confirm that.” He beams at your laughter, now moving his kisses to peck along your cheek, and you shove at him gently at the tickly feeling. “How you love me soooo much, how sexy I am and how bad you are for me-“

“I get it!” You giggle. You turn your head up to nudge his teasy lips away, but instead he captures your own in a kiss, the rapid, repeated pecks now on your laughing lips. His long arm wraps around your shoulders and gently angles your jawline to keep you as subjected to his affections as possible.

“How you’d do anything for me, with me, how everyone else is so jealous that they’re not me- which is true, but I was surprised to hear you say it.”

“You’re so embarrassing!”

“You looove me.”

“Unfortunately I do- no!”

Slender fingers curl at your jawline and neck, tickling you back into submission, all the while kissing the laughter from your mouth once again.

“Shut up. You’re in no position to be a brat right now.”

“Stop being mean!” You whine around your laughter.

He cocks a brow before leaning down to your writhing head, once again holding it steady as he stops tickling with the same hand.

“I’ll show you mean, babydoll.”

[butteronabun]

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I’d like to thank everyone who has been with me on this short journey so far, and it has been a pleasure writing for the Diluc lovers. 🫂 Here’s to many more fics to share ~ 🤍

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1. For the request format, I’d like to be organized, so please send the following:

diluc + trope/dynamic + au + genre + quote

(example: diluc + friends to lovers + modern au + comedy + “so this is weird, i know we’re neighbors who never talk to each other but i seriously need your help. there’s a monster— i- i mean, there’s a spider, and you look strong enough to become my knight in shining armor.”)

2. The quote is optional, but I would very much appreciate it because it’d be easier for me to write 😊🤍 Or dialogues could be an option, as well.

(example: diluc + friends to lovers + modern au + comedy

“so this is weird, i know we’re neighbors who never talk to each other but i seriously need your help. there’s a monster— i- i mean, there’s a spider, and you look strong enough to become my knight in shining armor.”

“…what?”)

3. Feel free to elaborate more on your request by adding a paragraph below the request format! Go crazy specific✨

(example: diluc + friends to lovers + modern au + comedy

“so this is weird, i know we’re neighbors who never talk to each other but i seriously need your help. there’s a monster— i- i mean, there’s a spider, and you look strong enough to become my knight in shining armor.”

“…what?”

diluc actually crushes on with the reader all this time so they’re not an entire stranger to him 🤪)

4. Please indicate if your reader is a she/her or gender neutral.

Now that we’re finished with the request format, here are some rules:

1.) I have the liberty to reject any requests who did not follow the format / who did not adhere to the rules / if it makes me uncomfy. (Sorry! 🙇🏻‍♀️ Though do send me an ask if you’re unsure 🫂 We cool here)

2.) I will not write any explicit NSFW, but mild suggestiveness is alright with me. Let’s keep it SFW guys! 🫣

3.) At most, I’ll be writing (hopefully) a minimum of 500 words and a maximum of 1k-2k words one-shots. 💞 Hope you understand! So at most, simpler requests will be appreciated.

4.) Exceptions. Please bear with me. I’m not going to write any of the following:

- high school / college au

- pregnancy

- self harm

- violence

- affairs

- yandere

Thank you for understanding! I’m looking forward to all of your requests. 🤍 Haveeee a w o n d e r f u l day ✨

Update [11/03/24]: Again, I won’t be taking any requests anymore. Thank you for understanding!

[notyourjaem]

ASH IM LOSING MY MIND W ENGINEER HUSBAND TAEHYUN N DUMBIFICATION YOUR MIND

you need to elaborate i’m yelling

OBSMBSBW OH MY FUCKING GOD I SWEAR SOMEONE LET ME OPEN MY MOUTH AND NOW I AM (NOT) SORRY FOR WHAT IM ABOUT TO SAY

giving a coworkers scenario cause this is hot okay ahem insert project manager taehyun (meaning he is the boss of you essentially) who time and time again tries to put you in your place.

(not bc of gender norms or anything, woman can be in stem I truly don’t think tyun would everrr go against this. he’s for the women but I digress)

well you’re the designer on a project. could be a car. could be a steering wheel. a water bottle? who the fuck knows. not the point. well he’s SOOO picky with his drawings. constantly finds mistakes. sometimes mansplains things like you’re a big dumb idiot.

(ugh…tyun….cock in my mouth…now)

might get pissed off when you ask questions. constantly reminds you of deadlines….when you already fucking know about them. finally since he’s being so fucking annoying with his ocd with his drawings, the both of you end up staying late at his office working. alone. everyone is gone pretty much. ~something~ happens that im too lazy to write out lmao. and ok. hear me out. hatefucking…dumbification, manhandling, etc.

also…throw in a sir kink since he’s your boss after all🥴im going to run through a wall immediately

like ok imagine him literally balls deep, pinning your hands behind your back, and literally forcing you into any position he wants you in, asking you a question like “my cock make you that dumb, huh? that why you can never seem to focus” and you haveeee to answer him with “sir.”

bye I need a cold shower

[dollfaceksj]

okay clover, im finally out of work & ready to give my review/analysis. but beforrrree that, I can totally relate to that anon with being delulu & thinking yk who I am by my typing style and because I was kinda the first to start these long ass analysis💀i am humbled now bcs your inbox is flooded. BUT OKAYYY back to it ! as you may or may not know tehe im a slut for angst so I actually loved this chapter don’t kill me guys, different strokes for different folks ig .. I haveeee to compliment you on the way you write because as soon as I started reading the first few sentences, my heart sunk & I literally felt everything oc was feeling. It was so descriptive & literally just so well written! But once I realized how angry Tae was omggg was I scared for oc. I can understand the betrayal tae feels but I think he went overboard with airing her business out like that! I’m not sure if he aired both their business out like that with the intention of doing it so they break it off. I feel like he knows them both well enough to know that this could possibly end them. Both pieces of information was extremely personal and really hurtful/harmful to what they’re in the process of building. I don’t want to think tae would sink that low but in the heat of the moment, nothings off limits. I understand & sort of sympathize with Tae because when I get mad I say some pretty shitty things too (im working on it!) im not saying it’s okay AT ALL what he did, but I can understand it! I was wondering when you wrote “but Taehyung loves you. He grew up with you. He knows you like the back of his hand. You're family and there's nothing that will change that. He'd do it again in a heartbeat.” Was this her thoughts or was it Tae’s, would he actually do it all again? Because if yes :( if no :((. Also "Who do you think will get the blame when you suddenly start slacking with your grades because you're getting fucked over by some guy?" OMGG did this go everyone’s head!! Like why didn’t jk say anything?? Like i get if he would’ve said something he could’ve just made Tae blow up even more .. but like he basically said you’re gonna fuck her over & you didn’t defend yourself, you had no rebuttal.. so is it because Tae’s right??!? OMGOMGN THIS MAY BE ME JUST OVER REACTING BUT also 👀👀👀. Then he drops the whole pregnancy thing !!!!! That was shitty asf tae, that was not your business to tell! Honestly oc stronger than me because the whole situation was emotional asf & I would’ve broke down as soon as Tae raised his voice at me & looked at me with disappointment in his eyes :( I couldn’t take it :((( the timing was terrible too, oc lowkey initiated the whole going raw thing so I could understand if Jk’s view changes towards her a bit. It does look bad on oc’s part. The whole “oc’s a slut” thing is a big nono bcs it’s life shit happens. Is she irresponsible, reckless & impulsive? Yes. A slut ? No. Also I’d like to point out, we don’t know oc’s entire pov of what actually happened, only Tae’s angry spew of words. For all we know she could’ve been doing it with someone she was really in love with. Also, cumming in someone & wanting someone to cum inside you is a big kink, maybe she got carried away. She’s young okay. Let’s take it easy on her! Even though part of me is saying “oc bitch come on girl!! Twice?? & you’re still at it with your risky games? bffr!!” From Taehyungs perspective I feel like he’s being really misunderstood! What oc did is really fucked up, because yeah him & jk are close but him & her are closer! They’re practically family! He literally gave up his dream school for her, he loves & protects her! If shit goes left it’s not her thatll get yelled at, it’s him .. by BOTH sets of parents. Because he was her responsibility. If I was oc I would literally go in a depressive state bcs, now all I would think about is “does Tae hate me? Does he regret what he did for me? Am I a burden? Did I ruin his life?” Shit is just really sad :(! (Omg it got long again, hold of 1/?)

wow! im so impressed with your analysis! i really read this with a cold drink in my hand like i was reading the morning news paper lmaoooo

to answer some of your questions: 1. who thought "tae would do it all over again" it isn't either of them thinking this. it is my input as the author, it's canon and it's true to what tae would do. he would

2. i understand why you would think that about the fucking over part and why jungkook didn't defend himself, but it was more of a way if jungkook said he wasn't fucking her over or trying to, tae would be confused cause its jungkook and he's known for fucking around so he might've made the connection that they weren't just messing around but that there were romantic feelings involved and he wasn't sure how tae would take that, especially with the mia thing

3. yeah. i tried foreshadowing y/n's strict parents by her being reckless and enjoying her freedom as much as she does. you know what they say, strict parents raise sneaky children

i'll go read your other half now!

[mountttmase]

Ok, hiyaaaa🩷

As I told you that's AMTC y/n and Mason in my head🥹

‘Just in there you two, we’ll get everyone out and we can start on the pictures’ Alison told you, pointing to a room off to the side ‘you two okay? You did amazing’OHHHH PICSSS🤭

The one you’d just got married in. I'M ON MY PERIOD AND I'M EMOTIONALLY INSTABLE

As soon as the door shut, your eyes flickered over to Mason. Standing an arms length away from you and you took the time to really look at him properly for the first time all day. Your nerves not letting you appreciate him fully when you were saying your vows as you didn’t want to mess up but now the hard part was over you just wanted to look at your man. HE IS OFFICIALLY AND FOREVER HER MAN, I'M PROUD 🥹

‘C’mere’ he murmured, pulling you into his chest so he could hold you to him and you melted into his embrace as you felt his chest rumble underneath you. ‘I can’t believe we actually did it’ IT'S THE C'MERE FOR ME

‘Nah we’ve got the rest of the day to go yet, need to show off my beautiful wife to everyone’ he teased, and you giggled at his words. ‘I can’t believe I’ve got a wife’ YES YOU HAVEEEE🤭

‘I can’t believe I’ve got a husband. I feel like we sound super old now’ you told him, watching his eyes crinkle as he looked at you lovingly. OH MY BABIES

‘We’re just getting started’ he winked, pulling back so he could look you up and down and you felt your cheeks flush under his loving stare. ‘You look so so beautiful baby. Honestly, the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. And I’m not just saying that because I have to now’ he joked, causing you to roll your eyes as he pulled you back to him but the butterflies were still swarming making you feel a little shy. Mason looked so handsome and the bright smile on his face only made you fall for him even more but you let him wrap his arms around your waist and you rested yours on his chest. ‘I’m serious, you look like a princess’’ SHE IS A PRINCESS 🥹🥹

‘It’s perfect. You're perfect’ he whispered, eyes filling with tears just as they had when he’d first caught sight of you in it earlier and you could tell he was clearly a little overwhelmed by everything that had just happened so you reached up to cup his cheeks in order to calm him a little. Resting your foreheads on each others for comfort as he took a relaxing breath out. HE CAN'T STOP COMPLIMENTING HER🥹

‘Bricking it’ he laughed, rubbing his nose against yours gently. ‘I still am a little bit I think. There’s so much more to do today and I know I've still got Dec’s speech to go. But I knew as soon as I saw you walking up that aisle to me that everything would be okay’ he told you. Kissing your cheek softly as you smiled even wider. ‘It’s never happened to me before but it’s like time stopped and there was only me and you in there’ WHY IS HE SOOOOOOO SWEEEETTTTT???? I'M MELTED

‘I was the same. I was shaking so much as we were walking down here before but as soon as I saw you I felt so calm. Like I knew everything would be okay’ SHE WAS WALKING WITH HER DAD AND TONY, I KNOW THAT🤭😌

‘I was the same. I was shaking so much as we were walking down here before but as soon as I saw you I felt so calm. Like I knew everything would be okay’ EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE OK FOR EVER

‘I know I’m gonna annoy you cause I’ll keep saying this all day, but I really can’t get over the fact I’ve got a wife now’ BABY BOY

‘No, it was always gonna be you’ he told you sincerely, feeling your bottom lip wobble at his words. You were so hopelessly in love with this boy and you seemed to be falling harder for him with every second. ‘I missed you last night too. Took me ages to get to sleep’ I'M HONESTLY COMPLETELY MELTED

‘Well we can have an early night tonight’OH SILLY GIRL

‘Oh bog off, I’ve got plans for us’ he winked and you knew exactly what he meant by that. All Mason seemed to talk about lately was the wedding night and how good he was going to make you feel making your tummy fizzed with excitement wondering what might be in store for you later. NAUGHTYYYY BOYYYY

‘Better make sure we make it count then huh?’ He teased. Pulling you into his chest a bit more as you wrapped your arms around his neck again as he slowly swayed you from side to side. The both of you silent as you tried to soak in the moment and calm each other down but it was interrupted but a knock on the door and Alison appearing again. I JUST LOVE THEM WITH MY WHOLE HEART

OK, I KNOW YOU DIDN'T MEAN THAT LIKE SOMETHING RELATED TO AMTC BUT IN MY HEAD IT IS

SO, HOW FAR HAVE OUR BABIES COME??? THEY ARE MARRIED NOW

AND SHE DIDN'T WANT A BOYFRIEND

SHE HAD A BEST FRIEND, A BOYFRIEND, A FIANCÉ AND NOW SHE HAS HER HUSBAND, AND IT WAS ALL IN ONE PERSON.

I THINK FREY IS PROUDLY LOOKING AT THEM😌🥹

AND WOODY IS PLANNING HIS WAY TO ASK HER TO MARRY HIM 😂

THANK YOU LOZ, YOU JUST MADE MY DAY WITH THAT

YOU KNOW I LOVE YOUR WRITING AND THE WAY YOU WRITE EMOTIONS, CAUSE I CAN FEEL EVERYTHING YOU WRITE

YOU PUT SOOOO MUCH LOVE IN THIS LITTLE FIC🥹

THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR SHARING THAT🩷 LOVE YOUUUU🩷🌺

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THINKING ABOUT THIS AS MTC MASE AND Y/N

It’s made me like this fic even more now 🤭🥺

[baiboop]

i was thinking about this funny scenario while i was writing my fic and i haveeee to share…

okay so, adam and micheal are together in the memoryscape. (this is a while into their imprisonment so they’re comfortable with eachother and have certain routines.) adams like “babe, wanna take a nap?”

obviously, micheal doesn’t sleep. he understands that this will just be stationary prolonged cuddling for him but he obliges to adams request.

now, micheal’s apparition is always clothed in the hand-me-downs from dean that adam was wearing when he first got possessed. adam doesn’t really mind that micheal wears them, but he was feeling like he wanted to tease micheal so he got an idea:

they’re about to lay down and adam puts his hand on micheal’s chest, pushing him back from the bed and he says, “you should put on pajamas, i have my comfy clothes on we should make you some pajamas.”

micheal reassures adam he has no use for differing garments and is fine laying down in the clothes he’s wearing now. adam knows if he begs micheal and tells him it’s a human custom, micheal will ALWAYS fold.

so he continues his speech, “yeah, yeah. i know you don’t need them, but it’s important to me, you know? humans always wear pajamas to sleep and it’ll remind me of home.” he flashes a pleading face at micheal to amplify the requests effectiveness.

micheal stares at him with that cute hopelessly clueless look on his face and he’s like, “i was not aware, of course i will adorn a pajama set if it’s important to you, adam.”

adam smiles realllyyyy wide and almost starts laughing. micheal smirks a little to himself, so proud, thinking he’s made adam very happy, but in reality it’s adams shit eating i’m-about-to-be-a-jackass grin.

in the mindscape adam and micheal have the ability to materialize objects, so basically anything (which for micheal is literally anything) they can think of can be willed into the space they’re occupying. for example if adam wanted a succulent he could just think of it and make it pop into existence. okay continuing on…

so adam gets all cheery and he’s like, “oh, micheal! im so glad. here let me make you a pair of pajamas :)”

micheal’s pleased with adams happy response and is like, “thank you adam, my love.”

now the pair of pjs adam has in mind is a pair of sonic pajamas from when he was 7, obviously resizing them to fit adams (micheal’s) 19 year old body.

he poofs them in and presents them to micheal, micheal is extremely confused but undresses and puts the pajamas on. they aren’t like anything he’s ever seen adam wear.

he’s wearing the pajamas and adam is laughing his ass off, he’s clutching his stomach and almost crying. the view of micheal, the stoic archangel, the prince of the heavenly host, commander and viceroy of heaven wearing SONIC PAJAMAS is truly just too much for adam and it’s funnier than he orginally thought it would be.

micheal’s been around adam enough to sense somethings a little off, because adam only laughs like that when somethings funny. and what could be funny? was he wearing them wrong? so he asks, “adam? is something the matter? have i put the pajamas on incorrectly?” micheal finishes, blushing just a bit.

adam breathes in deeply trying to control his laughter before he answers his angel, “no, micheal! no, you’re wearing them right! you look great!” he cracks a smile and stifles a laugh at the end.

micheal shifts uncomfortably, still feeling embarrassed and responds, “are you positive?”

“yes! those are classic pajamas, psh all humans have a pair! didn’t you know that?”

micheal is now embarrassed for a different reason, he’s embarrassed that he doesn’t know. he isn’t entirely sure about human culture and is sometimes bashful when adam talks about things micheal never knew before. so he responds accordingly, trying to save his pride, “well… i, of course. yes, adam thank you for making me these.”

once adam can compose himself enough, he leads micheal to the bed and they situate themselves, he was being serious about the nap and he fully intends to take his nap, even with his angelic boyfriend wearing a seven year olds sonic pajama set. once adams ready he wakes up feeling well rested, almost forgetting what micheal is wearing.

he and micheal go on about their day for about 30 minutes more, micheal obviously isn’t sure when he’s meant to remove the pajamas so he keeps them on. adam leads them to the living room where he intends to read while micheal sits beside him. they sit down on the couch and adam cracks, he HAS to tell micheal the joke. he seriously can’t look at him anymore. obviously, micheal is completely oblivious to the joke and no matter how many times adam tells him “it’s just funny because you’re some powerful big shot archangel wearing sonic pajamas.” micheal still doesn’t understand.

it gets even funnier when adam gets sick of explaining and gives up, micheal is not pleased by this and longs to understand. he’s need-ily asking adam to elaborate, and this sends adam over the edge again, his all powerful boyfriend begging him for answers in his sonic outfit. adam laugh cries a little more and micheal pouts for the rest of the day. (after changing back into his regular attire ofc)

and for the reveal, THIS IS THE ABSOLUTE DRIPPED OUT FIT, ADAM PUTS MICHEAL IN

and yes, this probably isn’t as funny to you guys as it is to me, and yes this is insanely random i’m sorry.

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

honestly i think about vampy running into that girl in target and him saying he has a girlfriend for the first time and his absolute mental breakdown when he said it almost every day like that’s a core memory for me and it’s not even my memory it lives in my head rent free

PLS I THINK ABT IT TOO, IT WAS SO CUTE 🤏

the target girl: I’d let you hit again 😋

vampy: BACK 🤺 BACK I SAY 🤺🤺🤺 I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!!!!!!

Mrs. Robinson: Hi Harry!

vampy: EYEEEEE HAVEEEE A GIRLFRIENDDDD MABLE!!!!!!!

[feelin-lo]

Hey Lo, its me Jane/Snowy 😃😄🌼💙✨👋👋👋

About your "Guardians of Dreams" AU there are few couple of things I'm curious on, hmmmm I'm not sure if ur up to answer them all if you can't its alright hehehehehehe u don't have to answer them all anyways here I go:

First Question: is your AU only focuses on your lovely Trio? (Cloudy, Stormy, and Morning?) Or just the Duo (Cloudy and Stormy) along with Moon and Sun? If so why?

Second Question: does Logan have a part of this AU or neither? Or anything?

Third Question: does this AU take place on Dreams?

Fourth Question: What inspires you to make succcchhh an amaaazzzzingggg AU

Fifth Question (Last One): YOOUUuuuurrrr Guardians of Dreams Idea Au wasssss sooooo VERRRYYYYY INDEEDLY interesting, Im not sure if its open for a lil collab but I do wanna volunteer to heelllpppp and it will be an honor to do soooo hehehehehehe buttttttt still its your idea dear one it still depends on ya, whatever your decision is I will respect that and I will support yaaaaa allllll the wayyyyyy!☺️💙✨✨✨✨✨

THATS ALL FOR NOW MY FRIEEENDDD ALSSSOOO HAVEEEE A NICE BEAUTIFUL DAAAYYYY LOOOOOO! AND THANKS FOR READIIINNNGGG! 😄✨✨

Okie dokie!

1- it does not!

It focuses on Y/N. It's a story that I want anyone to place themselves in, as I previously explained, Y/N has been very VERY stressed lately and as a result, has barely slept. School is stressing them, home is stressing them and their part time job is stressing them out too.

Morning and Eclipse show up but as residents of Daydream Village and Nightmare town.

(Morning - Nightmare)

(Eclipse - Daydream)

One night when they actually get sleep, they wake up in a place they don't recognise.

This is my Y/N design.

When they wake up in this place, they're wearing clothes that they don't recognise either.

2- Logan is a character that I use for everything. He was the first ever character I made and he's been in my life since I was about 7. And so, I port him over to everything I make. So YES! He does play a part.

I call him the Imaginary friend.

The reason being, he is rarely seen in the dream world. He is more seen during the day but as someone that not only Y/N can interact with and touch, but every one else can too. He doesn't look like he does in the dream world. In the real world he is as he is normally aka the design we are all used to. He looks like this in the dream world :

Your eyes don't deceive you, his eyes have stars in them.

3 - the AU takes place in your dreams. In the shared realm of everyone's dreams and these four goofs look after it. However it is only accessible if The Imaginary friend let's you in.

4 - the AU itself was a combination of factors. One being a comment left by @sasharain23 I'm pretty sure I've said this before. But also it was also based on a story I had written ages ago that only friends of mine read. And I wanted to rehydrate it in a way and the AU seems to be the perfect way to do so.

5 - it depends on the medium. If it's a little art contribution every now and again that's all good.

[foenixs]

NO BC THE WHOLE NIPPLE PIERCING MYSTERY WITH WOOZI MAKES ME LOOSE IT IM NOT EVEN KIDDING the day I find out he still has that piercing he’s becoming my bias, I hope he still has it it’s like one the hottest piercings a guy can haveeee

Like, playing with it? Licking it? Making him squirm in pleasure because the sensation is just too good for him oh my god… especially in public, randomly touching his chest and your fingers ghost over the pierced nipple making him jolt i can’t do this anymore please😞

-💖

Trueeeee I mean he's already my bias (tho toughly fought by Dino) but it just made feel fall for him even harder. Urgh just playing with it and licking it and maybe even riding his chest so you can feel the cold steel slide through your folds... Nipple piercings on guys are everything!!

Ooof yes, his nipples are constantly heard from you playing with them in public. Everytime you hug him from behind you just search for the feeling of his piercing over his shirt and he has to bite his lips to not let out a moan. Pls he's the perfect size to be able to lean his head on my shoulder when I hug and play with him and he'd just rub his head against mine 🥺 imma cry he's too adorable