#MY ASS COULD N O T HANDLE A BABY ALONE

[mossyflowers]

Another rain world doodle post since this game has me by the scruff

Gonna be calling them The Watcher along with The Child due to the surprise baby acquisition :]

[gm--requests]

BFB - Dom! Rocky

g e n r e - s m u t. 

w a r n i n g s -  degradation | light praise | choking/asphyxiations | pet names (puppy) | creampie | slightly pillow princess reader | use of daddy | moments/mention of exhibitionism | ruined orgasms | squirting | hair pulling | spanking | fingering | implications of sub space | crying (not inherently sexual)

o r i g i n a l  c o n t e n t - i did write this

w o r d s -  3,405

a / n -  lmao my roommate always says “Rocky is like what I think I an older brother would be like.” and i always respond “If Rocky is your brother, then I’m fucking your brother.” so i wrote about that, because I would indeed be fucking her brother...  anyways this is written with a plus-size reader in mind. anyone, of course, can read it, and i highly encourage it because i worked hard on this piece, but there needs to be a common understanding that there will be no dramatic throwing of anyone through a wall or anything lmao. like the plus-size community is hella underrated and i hope that i do all my babies justice. also please do not engage in unprotected sex unless you are in a long term relationship with a trustworthy partner.  that being said please enjoy sex as much as you want with the use of aforementioned protection!

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“You want me to put it in don’t you?” He asks. The question is rhetorical and condescending and even still it makes your thighs press together. Your face heating up at the implication and he just keeps fucking. Talking. 

“Even with my sister right out there in the living room? Have you been waiting so long that you don’t even know how to control yourself anymore?” You can hear the mirth dripping on the end of each syllable. “I thought you were her best friend and yet,” his voice trails off as his eyes flit to your parted lips. You don’t even realize that you’re basically panting until his smirk widens into a grin and his hand wraps lightly around your throat, your breath hitching. His fingers barely even touch the column of your neck and you’re already in shambles. 

His body bends down so that his lips can ghost across your ear, “You’re lucky you’re cute, or else this would be extremely pathetic.”

You can’t stop the small whimper that works its way out of your mouth. Rocky tsks. 

“If you want me to fuck you, you have to promise me you’ll be quiet,” finally his grip tightens, “can you do that?” this question isn’t sarcastic, it’s spat out like a threat. You swallow hard against his hand and nod softly. 

“Please,” you whisper out and watch as that wicked and charming grin dances across his lips again. 

“Y’know puppy, I think I could get used to you begging. I think I’ll have a little more fun with that when we’re alone,” he drops his hand from your throat and backs up, moving to lean against the adjacent wall, arms crossed, completely aloof,  “until then, why don’t you take those clothes off for me, hmm?” 

You stand up from the edge of his bed and nod. Awkwardly your hands meet the hem of your shirt, slowly pulling it off of your body. In your brain you’re telling yourself that you want to do it confidently, but that isn’t at all translating to your actual actions. When you pull off your pants in much the same manner, you hear him huff. Meeting his eyes only to watch him roll them in annoyance. 

“C’mon puppy, you can’t even bother to give me a show?” he pushes off the wall to walk over to you, hands meeting your love handles unabashedly, your body stiffens, “Don’t tell me that you want me to fuck you and then act all shy. You think I’d take it this far if I hadn’t already imagined what you looked like naked?” 

Your eyes widen at his blunt confession, “I- Well- You,” he cuts you off with a suck of his teeth and his nimble fingers quickly unhooking your bra. Rocky pulls it away and drops it to the floor before turning you around and bending you over the bed. 

Before you can even react his hand is playfully swatting at your ass and a quiet yelp is leaving your lips. His fit body leans over yours, his crotch slotted right up against your ass. One hand holds him up while the other takes a fist full of your hair, tugging harshly, “I thought I said keep it down.” 

“‘M sorry,” you whisper, tears pricking at the back of your eyes. 

Rocky has to hold in his laugh. He would love to say that he’s surprised you’re as submissive as this, but it would be a lie. Instead of commenting on it at all, he lets go of your hair and stands back up, humping against your dampening pussy, “I want you to stay bent over just like this while you take these cute panties off, can you do that for me?” 

A small “mhm” leaves you along with an almost apprehensive nod. As soon as he steps away, you are slowly tugging the underwear down your legs, still bent over his bed. Rocky watches you with dark eyes, as soon as you step out of the underwear, you’re greeted with a soft chuckle. 

“Y’know, for an unapologetically horny little puppy, you listen really well,” his comment is accentuated by the unclasping of his belt, “Good puppies are my favorite, y’know?” It’s another question he doesn’t want you to answer, asked just quietly enough that you can hear him dragging the zipper of his pants down. 

Really Minhyuk never talks like this, just does it really vanilla, with really average girls. That is when, and if, he does it at all. But he does live with his sister after all. Of course he’s eventually going to hear the disgusting things you two talk about. With the amount of time you’ve all known each other and with all the things he’s heard over drunken whispers and too loud laughter, he could probably write a book. 

At first he thought it was all weird, but who was he to judge? It wasn’t hard to find some of the stories you’d mentioned or some of the audio erotica his sister made fun of you for listening to, I mean shit, get you drunk enough and you’d just tell him yourself. The more he read and looked into it, the more it started to peak his interest… The more you started to peak his interest. 

For so long you’d just been a part of the family, but hearing you talk about things like that flipped his whole perspective. I mean of course his view began to shift as you all got older and you became the woman you were today, but knowing about all of this, it turned his whole idea of you on it’s head. When had you gone from headstrong y/n, threatening to fist fight him if he so much as looked at you wrong, to this pathetic little mess bent over his bed, all but whimpering in need? He loved a good power trip and boy were you providing. 

How you ended up here was messy all on it’s own. You and his sister both thought he wasn’t home, thought he was still at dance practice, which is exactly why you two were so openly talking about your feelings. “I can’t help that he’s hot,” you were yelling about it in exasperation. 

He laughed at first, having no idea it was about him until his sister spoke, “You never even looked at him until he got that stupid fucking mullet! You can’t just all of the sudden like Rocky.” 

Really he thought he’d misheard you, but as the conversation continued he became more and more certain, and while he knew eavesdropping was bad, he couldn’t help the way that it made his heart flutter. Over the past few weeks he heard the way you two would banter about your little crush back and forth when you thought he was out of ear shot. He watched as you tried to keep your cool around him and pretend like nothing had changed. 

And sure, maybe he’d pushed his luck a couple of times, watched your eyes shift at a certain amount of contact, listened to you not so secretly describe your crush while absolutely plastered, but it took hearing you refer to him in a hushed whisper as ‘Daddy’ (to the absolute horror of his sister), for him to finally give in. 

And now here he was clothesless, with your soft naked body bent over for him, waiting, and he loved it. 

When his hand grabbed at the fat globes of your ass, you jumped slightly in surprise. Spreading them apart, he ogled you. He couldn’t help but admire the wetness that already began to accumulate. 

He dragged two fingers through your glistening folds “You’re already this wet? Maybe you’re less like a puppy,” his fingers stop at your twitching opening, “and more like a bitch in heat.” 

Rocky presses both fingers into you slowly and watches as you try and keep your hips from pressing against his, your teeth clamped down on the knuckles of one of your cute, little hands. 

“Tell me,” his fingers pump slowly in and out of you, quickly finding the most sensitive areas and curling, “are you gonna be my bitch?” 

Your answer comes in the form of a whimper and the fluttering of your cunt.

“Good,” he says with a chuckle, “then I’ll be sure to fuck you like one.” 

His long fingers pick up their pace, pressing into you with more vigor. Rocky smirks as he watches you go from biting your knuckles to biting the blanket underneath you. It acts as his motivation to go even faster. When you start to convulse around him even more, he doesn’t miss a beat. 

“Awe, puppy, are you close? Already? You really are like a bitch in heat huh? Well, c’mon, aren’t you gonna be a good bitch for Daddy?” He laughs as the sound that leaves your lips is a little louder than before, “Oh did you like that? You like being Daddy’s bitch?” 

When you don’t answer he brings his hand down across your ass. The sound is a bit louder than he intended, but your cumming around his fingers in response is worth it. The way your legs take on a bit of a shake and you work so hard to hold back your noises. His fingers don’t stop, instead they keep the same pace, even as your hips pull away, and you start pleading with him. 

“Isn’t this what you wanted, hmm?” 

“R-rocky please,” you whimper, but even you can’t tell if it’s because you want him to stop or keep going, “I’m gonna-” before you can finish your sentence he’s pulling his fingers from your abused cunny. 

A sob leaves your lips and instantly he is standing you up and pulling you against him. His clean hand grabbing your throat, the other shoving the two fingers he had inside of you, into your mouth. 

You look at him wide eyed as best as you can from your position, a moan trapped in your throat as he squeezes, his voice searing as he whispers into your ear, “Did I or did I not, tell you to shut the fuck up?” 

As you try to reply he shoves his fingers further into your mouth making you gag around the digits, “This is how we’re gonna do this, okay? You’re gonna crawl onto the bed and lay on your back for me,” you do your best to nod in his grip and he smirks, “Then Daddy’s gonna fuck you real good,” you whine around his fingers and he tightens his grip on your throat. He does his best to keep his composure as he watches your focus fade in and out, “but the second you make a noise I’m going to stop. I’ll give you three chances and if you can’t be my good, quiet, little puppy, I’m going to leave you there to finish yourself off, understand?” 

He releases his grip and removes his fingers, instead grabbing your chin and turning your head, “Answer me, puppy.”  

Your voice comes out hoarse, “I understand.” 

His gaze hardens, “Where are your fucking manners?” 

You look at him, eyes soft and teary, “I understand, Daddy.” 

“Good girl.” Is all he says, dropping his hold on you and tapping your ass as you climb on to the bed as he instructed. 

Once laying down, you can take him in. His toned abdomen, the tattoos, and the rest of his exposed body. Rocky watches you with amusement as you trail your eyes down his body, his hand coming to grab at his cock, pumping up and down it, watching your eyes widen as you try to avert your eyes. 

“Awe, puppy, did I embarrass you? C’mon, don’t look away now. I want you to watch me fuck my fist.” His voice is playful but his eyes give off a heat that is impossible to ignore, so you listen. You watch him pump his cock right in front of you, soft sighs of pleasure leaving his mouth. He looks so pretty that you can’t stop the way your thighs press together. 

Of course, he doesn’t miss the action, “Is this turning you on? You're so needy and insatiable that just watching me get off like this has you wanting more?” 

You nod smally and he grins, “Don’t worry baby, I’ll come fuck you properly.” He climbs on the bed and positions himself between your legs, not bothering to make sure you’re still ready, before he pushes his length into you. Slowly he eases into your pussy, watching your head fall back and eyes cross at the fullness, making sure that he presses against every part of you. He pulls out of you with leisure, listening to your gasps and bated breaths as he fills you back up in the same way. Your plush thighs rest on his hips as his crotch presses flush against yours.  

Rocky’s hands rest on either side of your waist, holding your bottom half up slightly, as he continues with the agonizingly slow pace. You can’t help but let soft sighs and moans fall past your lips. Your eyes are unfocused and when you speak it’s almost incomprehensible. 

“You feel good baby?” he huffs out in between his own breaths of pleasure. 

It takes all you have to nod, the slow stroke of an impending orgasm burning in your lower abdomen. 

He moves his hands from your hips to beside your head, “Remember what I told you, puppy.” Is the only warning you receive before his hips snap against yours, pushing his full length into you much faster than before. You’re thankful for the way your cry of pleasure gets trapped in your throat, as he begins pounding into you. 

His bangs damp to his forehead with his new pace, a small silver chain dangling in your face, brushing up against your chin as he thrusts in and out of you. Your fingers claw at his back as you bite your bottom lip to keep any noise from escaping, but one particularly sharp thrust has your resolve cracking and a moan leaving your mouth. 

Instantly his movements stop, “Strike one,” he grunts, his hips pressing into you as slowly as they had been before. You tear up at the agonizing pace, but he doesn’t make you wait as long as before, once again meeting the same quick speed that has you seeing stars. Your orgasm moving quickly from the previous slow spark, to a steady burn, the slight overstimulation beginning to set it. 

“D-daddy,” you whimper out, earning soft kisses to your jaw, “f-faster.”

Rocky breathes out something of a chuckle, ignoring your request in lieu of pressing fingers to your clit, the new and instant assault on the erogenous bud has you letting out a strangled sob of pleasure, that once again stops his actions. 

“Strike two puppy, one more time and Daddy’s gonna leave you here to fuck yourself on your fingers.” 

This time he doesn’t build back up to the speed, it sets in immediately, apt fingers returning to your aching clit, cock pressing into you at an almost bruising pace. Strike three comes right when your orgasm is about to wash through your body and to your anguish, he has no problem ruining it. Stopping as soon as the high pitched preen passes through your slightly swollen lips. 

He tsks, feigning disappointment, the playful glint in his eye giving away his true emotions, “Strike three puppy,” he removes himself from you, “I guess I’ll have to let you handle it on your own since you don’t know how to stay quiet.” 

He goes to get up from the bed, verbally reprimanding you, even over your soft cries and pleas, “You knew to stay quiet. I only fuck obedient girls, and obviously you aren’t one.” 

Just as he goes to stand he feels your hand wrap around his wrist, when he meets your eyes his resolve shatters. There are tears streaming down your face and your voice is small and pathetic. 

“Please, Daddy, please,” you sniffle, “I can’t- I can’t do it by myself. I’m sorry, I’ll-” you wipe at your eyes with the hand that isn’t grabbing his wrist, “I’ll be quiet I swear just please-” 

Instantly he’s back on the bed, laying you back, your face cupped in his hands as he shushes your weeping, “Oh baby don’t cry,” he coos, his heart swooning, “Daddy’ll help. Daddy’s got you, puppy.” His lips press against your forehead and cheeks, his thumbs wiping away your tears as you look up at him with big, innocent eyes, “Gonna fuck you real good okay?” 

Rocky can’t describe it, maybe it’s the feeling of all of his emotions clicking into place, maybe it’s the knowledge that he broke you so easily, made you so dependent in just this one instance, made you so absolutely needy… Whatever it is, it’s new and it feels a lot like a responsibility that he is willing to fulfill, and so he does. 

Finding his place between your legs again, he thrusts back into you, instantly with the same fervor and when you cry out brazenly, he doesn’t stop you, instead he encourages it. 

“Oh that’s a good girl, Daddy makin’ you feel good? You’re taking me so well.” 

When you start crying fresh tears, he just smiles and presses your legs back, “Cryin’ cause you feel so good puppy?” 

You mewl out a mix of his name and his title while he fucks into you with blatant disregard. He knows you’re loud, knows that the sound of wet skin on skin is probably echoing through the apartment, but he can’t bring himself to care… Not that he really did in the first place. 

Your blubbering becomes more frequent and he thinks you’re trying to tell him that you’re going to cum, but he just shushes you slows down a bit, and fucks into you harder, returning his finger back to your clit. Rocky watches as you grab at him, watches as you try and pull your hips away, watches you try and warn him, and then he watches you fall apart. 

It’s messy, and wet, and really fucking hot. Your body jerks as you squirt around his cock. He tries to fuck you through it, but finds that the vice grip you have on him doesn’t allow it. So instead, he pushes into you as far as he can and speeds up the movement of his fingers on your clit. 

He doesn’t mean to cum inside of you, but he can’t stop it with the way you milk his cock through your orgasm. His abdomen, thighs, and bed are covered in your release and you’re stuffed full of his, only seems fair. 

When you come down from your high you’re met with his smirk, except for this time it’s paired with a much more loving gaze. 

“Feel better puppy? Did I give you everything you've been fantasizing about?” 

Your embarrassed expression makes him laugh, and he laughs even harder as he pulls out and you fail to hold back your whimpers. 

Your body is so exhausted that when you go to sit up, you find that your arms won’t support you. 

“Don’t worry y/n, you can just stay in here. I have to clean you up anyways.” His voice is no longer condescending.

He walks into his bathroom and returns with a towel to clean you up. His face is dusted in a dark blush as he does so. His hands gentle and soft as he wipes your body clean. 

“I-” you go to speak. Though you have no idea why, you feel the need to explain yourself and apologize and 80 million other things but he just stops you. 

“We should date or something.” 

“Your sister is gonna kill us.” 

“At least you lived out your fantasies before you died right?” 

“Minhyuk this isn’t funny.” 

“No, you’re right… death is not a laughing matter.” 

“You’re-” you cut yourself with a yawn. 

“The best fuck you’ve ever had?” 

You glare at him and he laughs, before he can speak his phone rings. He finishes wiping off your thigh before reaching to grab it. The smile falls from his face as he answers. 

“NEXT TIME YOU’RE GONNA FUCK DO IT WHEN I’M NOT TRYING TO SLEEP LITERALLY ONE ROOM OVER. ALSO YOU'RE BOTH DISGUSTING.” 

[hwa-joongie]

Stream Tease

Seonghwa x Fem Reader

Location: Y/n & Seonghwa’s apartment

Names: Baby/Princess (for s/o), Baby/Oppa/Sir (for Seonghwa)

Word count: 4,171 :))))))))

(T/W) Kinks: daddy/oppa kink, hair pulling, oral, hard dom Seonghwa, choking, dacryphilia, begging, spanking, praising, degradation, filming/camera, over stimulation, sub y/n, after care, accidental leak of videos

Seonghwa has been at the agency for what felt like days to y/n. Seonghwa was getting ready for a comeback so he would have long nights at the agency just to come how and sleep the whole time he got off. While y/n was at home cleaning and cooking for him so that way he would have a home cooked meal whenever he would get home. Seonghwa was grateful to her for what she did. But as time grew y/n started to feel more lonely. One night it was supposed to be a night where Seonghwa was off. Y/n had the whole night planned out. But the boy's managers told him that they had to do a live last minute due to them having a comeback soon. 

Seonghwa had texted y/n saying ‘Hey baby. I won’t be able to make it tonight. The managers told us at the last minute that we needed to do a live. I’ll try to be home soon, ok?’ Once y/n got that text she already had dinner made on the table with candles lit. She read the text sighing at it texting him back saying ‘Ok. Well I just got done making dinner baby so it’ll be in the fridge when you get back. I’m going to take a shower.’ y/n locked her phone putting up all the food trying to not cry. After Seonghwa read his girlfriend’s text he sighed about to text her back until he heard Wooyoung say “What kind of ice cream do you guys want?” Seonghwa told his younger member what he wanted forgetting to text y/n back and started playing a game waiting on the boy to come back so they could start the live. 

As y/n finished her shower getting dressed in her pajamas she decided to call f/n to tell her what happened. f/n picked up the phone saying “Hey! What’s up?” y/n, who had her phone on speaker, said “I’m upset.” Her friend then said “What happened?” y/n sighed, rolling over on her stomach saying “Well Seonghwa was supposed to spend some time with me tonight. I had a whole night planned out. I made dinner. I lit the candles that were on the table. I even broke out the good wine. But I got a text as I was putting the food on the table from him saying that he won’t be able to make it because the managers told him at the last minute that they need to do a live. I already put the food up and I already took a shower. So I’m practically ready for bed pissed off.” f/n who was sitting in her studio in their old apartment said “You know you can always tease him into coming home right?” y/n's ears perked up saying “Answer my FaceTime.” y/n jumped up from the bed FaceTiming f/n. She answered the phone only to see her best friend rummaging through the clothes hanging up in her walk-in closet. She finally found what she was looking for holding 5 hangers in her hand. y/n held up a black lingerie bodysuit saying “This one?” f/n looked at it saying “Come closer.” y/n was still holding out saying “Remember I bought this when we went to the mall back home?” f/n nodded her head saying “Yes I remember. But it looks old so that’s out.” y/n tossed it to her right holding up a white bodysuit f/n automatically said “The color compliments your skin. So it’s a maybe.” y/n set it on the door handle and lifted up a red one. f/n shook her head saying “I’m not a fan of it.” y/n said while tossing it to her right “Ok so that’s a no” y/n then held up a light purple bodysuit saying “This ones my favorite.” f/n looked at it saying “Does he like that color though?” y/n shook her head “No he doesn’t like the color but he loves it on me..” f/n then sighed saying “Then it’s a no.” y/n then said “This one is the last one.” She held up a dark blue colored bodysuit f/n immediately said “Yes. That’s the one.” 

y/n decided it would be best to do her hair and make up while f/n was on the phone so that way she was able to tell her what to fix and what to do. y/n’s phone finally went off with a notification from the boy's V-Live channel saying that they were now live. y/n said “Hold on imma grab my laptop.” y/n ran off screen to grab her laptop from her side table getting on FaceTime there while watching the live on her phone. Ateez then said “8 makes 1 team! Hello we're Ateez!” HongJoong started talking about what all they were doing and what they were going to be talking about. f/n said “Why is my boyfriend so hot?” y/n, who was doing her mascara, looked over at her friend saying “Because we choose hot boyfriends that’s why!” f/n nodded in agreement saying “Do a Cherry red color lipstick then you should be good!” y/n nodded her head saying “Ok! I’m going to hop off so that way I can start the teasing process.” f/n smiled saying “Good luck! Try to not die!” y/n hung up the FaceTime putting on a red lip stain knowing if she put on regular lipstick it would be all over her face. She then got changed into the lingerie set. 

Whenever Seonghwa would go on tour and couldn’t bring y/n she would almost always tease him. But whenever he would come home she would have to call off work for a few days knowing she wouldn’t be able to walk let alone deal with the consequences he had in store for teasing him while he was away. y/n knew what she was doing when she took f/ns advice. That's why f/n told her to not die because she knew what was going to happen to her best friend. y/n got situated on the ground in front of their body length mirror. Snapping a quick picture of her typing out ‘Man I wish you were home right now you look so good on the live..:(‘ sending it to Seonghwa. On the other end Seonghwa was eating his ice cream in the conference room with all the boys at the end of the table. His phone buzzed in his hands seeing it was a text from his girlfriend. He clicked on it thinking it was just her telling him goodnight but in actuality it was the picture she sent to him. He was able to shield his phone away from the members that were sitting next to him. He looked up at the phone with a smirk texting back ‘Oh no. Is someone not following the rules right now?’ Seonghwa knew he had to hurry up with the live but he couldn’t make it seem obvious. He started eating his ice cream when he got a text from y/n saying ‘Man I wish I was that ice cream:( you know you could’ve had me by now but you have to work.’ 

Seonghwa smirked down at his phone typing back ‘Baby I’m going to need you to stop or else you’re gonna have to be punished. You don’t want that do you?’ y/n smirked, finally getting Seonghwa where she wanted. She snapped a picture of her in the mirror ass up saying ‘But I’m already ready to be punished come home oppa.’ Once Seonghwa got that text he felt his pants get a bit tighter. Seonghwa looked over to his left and whispered to HongJoong saying “I need to go like now.” HongJoong looked at him confused but once he saw his best friend adjusting his pants he sent a text to the manager that was behind the phone telling him that Seonghwa wasn’t feeling too good and that they needed to cut the live short by a few minutes. The manager gave the ok to end it letting the boys know it was time to go. They said bye to all the fans turning off the live Seonghwa was the first to get up rushing out of the room causing the boys to look at HongJoong who said “He has to go deal with y/n.” The boys now understanding the situation Mingi said “Ew. That’s disgusting. I did not need to hear that. She’s like my little sister.” Seonghwa texted y/n, 'You better be on your knees in front of the mirror by the time I get there.’ y/n texted f/n saying ‘Thank you for the help. I’m going to die tonight.:)’ f/n then texted back ‘Have fun!’

Since Seonghwa took y/n’s car to work today he sped home only to find out that y/n did what he told her to do. She was sat all pretty in front of the mirror with her hands in her lap. He smiled at the girl saying “So you do know how to listen baby girl. I’m surprised.” y/n smiled saying “Well you did tell me to be on my knees by the time you get here so I did what you told me.” Seonghwa looked down at her saying “You’re wearing my favorite too. Did you just want daddy to come home?” He lifted her chin up caressing her cheek with his thumb. She nodded her head saying “Yes sir.” Seonghwa smirked down at the girl saying “You baby you have to be punished because you broke two of the rules.” y/n smiled saying “But you liked it didn’t you?” He shook his head “Don’t be bratty. Or else the punishment will be worse.” y/n took his thumb into her mouth sucking it while looking up at him. He looked down at her groaning, saying “You’re killing me baby.” y/n pulled her mouth away with a pop saying “Good Oppa.” He looked at her in the eyes saying “I guess I have to shut you up huh?” 

y/n who was now looking up at him saying “Yes sir.” He grabbed ahold of her hair pulling it back into a makeshift ponytail saying “You know what to do princess.” y/n eagerly undid his belt and pants lightly touching Seonghwas bulge in the process. Once his cock sprung free she looked up at him as if asking to start. He only nodded his head saying “Go ahead princess.” y/n automatically went ahead wrapping her mouth around him going all the way down. She had her hands on his thighs which he swatted away saying “No hands. You know this.” y/n put her hands behind her back. y/n was only able to get half of his dick in her mouth until he thrusted the rest of his length in her mouth causing her to put her hands on his thigh. 

He pulled out of her mouth that had strings of saliva from her mouth on his dick. He looked down at her with a raised eyebrow saying “What have I said about your hands? Are you going to be a good slut and take it or am I going to have to make you?” y/n looked up saying “Make me daddy.” He then let go of her hair causing her to drop back onto the heels of her feet. He walked over to the closet opening the drawer, he came out of the closet with a pair of handcuffs. Seonghwa looked at the girl saying “This will stop you don’t you think?” He cuffed y/n’s hands behind her back he grabbed ahold of her hair again tying it up with the hair tie that is always on his wrist. He looked down saying “Open. Now.” y/n obeyed the man standing in front of her by opening her mouth. He then pushed all of his dick in her mouth causing her to gag. He chuckled saying “I know you can take all of it to stop messing around. Keep it open for me just like that.” As Seonghwa started face fucking her causing tears to run down her face spit dropping onto her chest he moaned out “You’re being such a good slut for me beautiful. Taking all of me. Look at those tears.” As he was coming close to his edge he pulled out saying “You’re not getting my cum just yet baby girl. Come on, let’s get you on the bed.” He helped her stand up due to the fact she was still handcuffed. He undid them causing her to wrap her arms around his neck pulling him into a deep kiss. He mumbled against her lips “Jump.” as he said that she jumped up into his arms. He walked her over to the bed laying her down saying “I’m sorry for me being at work all the time. Since you did so well taking all of me it’s my turn to make you feel good.”

Seonghwa did his best to take off the bodysuit without ripping it. He finally succeeded looking at y/n smiling. y/n said “Thank you for not ripping it.” Seonghwa then said “I can’t rip my favorite outfit on you can I?” y/n smiled saying “You could have. If you wanted to buy me a new one.” He shook his head saying “I would’ve bought you a new one anyways. All you have to do is ask. Now just enjoy this ok?” y/n nodded her head listening to her boyfriend who was now kissing down her body leaving marks all over her. Once he got to her sweet spot on her neck he made sure to leave a hickey right there causing her to bite her tongue. He looked up at her saying “Let out those moans for me beautiful. I want the neighbors to hear how good I’m making you feel.” With Seonghwa saying that y/n let out a moan. Seonghwa smirked, satisfied with hearing her moans falling from her mouth. Seonghwa made his way down until he reached her thighs. He pushed them apart, kissing the inside of one while caressing the other teasing y/n. y/n moaned as the soft kisses got closer to her heat. Seonghwa let the hand that was caressing her thigh he let it just graze the side of it causing her to let out a whine saying “Stop teasing me.” Seonghwa looked up from in between her thighs saying “Remember how I said you broke two rules? This is one of the punishments, baby. Now if you’re a good girl I’ll let you cum on my tongue.” y/n threw her head back onto the pillow saying “But I had good intentions for breaking those rules!” Seonghwa chuckled, going back in between her thighs saying “Well your actions have consequences.” He started back to kissing one thigh while one hand started to caress her heat.

Once he felt like y/n had enough teasing he decided to finally give in to her. He kissed right on her clit making her shiver in pleasure smirking at the wetness he caused he said “Did I do that?” y/n hummed in response to him. He wanted her to use her words so he gave her pussy a little love slap saying “Use your words beautiful. Or else I’m going to stop.” y/n moaned saying “Yes you did oppa.” He smiled while rubbing his index finger up and down through her wet slits saying “And who is the only one that can do this? Hm?” y/n let out a moan saying “You sir.” Seonghwa, being happy with her response, said “Good girl. I think you deserve to cum on my tongue now.” And with that he pushed in a finger and let his mouth latch onto her clit. She let out a sigh in relief that he was finally letting her feel some type of friction down there. She grabbed onto his black hair holding him where he was trying to keep him there. He pulled away from her pussy saying “How does my baby feel? Hm?” y/n said “I need more please.” Seonghwa looked at her with a raised eyebrow saying “More? Like another finger?” y/n screamed out “Yes please! I need more! I need your tongue and fingers please daddy!” Seonghwa then said “All you had to do was ask.” He pushed in a second finger while saying “You’re so tight baby I may need to fuck you more.” He started going at a decent pace not really going fast or slow. 

y/n let out a big moan saying “I’m close oppa. Don’t stop!” That caused Seonghwa to move his hand faster as y/n reached her climax. Seonghwa pulled out his fingers putting them in his mouth while saying “You still taste as sweet as ever baby. Now do you want me to fuck you like a slut or are you done for the night?” y/n looked down at the boy who was on his elbows saying “Please fuck me like a slut.” That caused Seonghwa to smirk and the words she said brought out demon Seonghwa. He said “Well then. Get face down ass up facing the mirror. I’m recording this tonight baby. So that way I can go back and watch when I’m missing my cock sleeve.” 

y/n did as she was told, getting into the position while Seonghwa undressed of the clothes that were still on him. y/n was now on the corner of the bed ass up waiting for Seonghwa. As she felt the bed dip she stuffed her face into their white comforter. Seonghwa caressed her ass before giving one cheek a slap saying “Count.” y/n’s eyes were now brimming with tears as he spanked each cheek 15 times. He then said “Don’t do that again, got it?” y/n nodded her only to have Seonghwa to grab the ponytail pulling her head up saying “What did I say about using your words huh?” y/n saw her face in the mirror saying “I’m sorry I meant to say yes sir.” Seonghwa said “Good slut. Now are you going to take all of me or do I have to stop here?” y/n shook her head fast saying “No please! I’ll be good!” Seonghwa smiled at the mirror seeing his girlfriend's tear stained face saying “That’s my good girl.” As he said that he pushed himself in without any warning bottoming out in her. He groaned while feeling her tight walls clench around him. He said “You’re still so tight even after I prepped you.” After Seonghwa bottomed out he automatically hit y/n’s g-spot. Causing her to grip onto the bed sheets harder turning her knuckles white. Seonghwa started at a decent pace letting y/n get used to the feeling knowing it has been awhile since they’ve been intimate like this. 

Once y/n got comfortable she said “Faster please.” Seonghwa grabbed ahold of her neck from behind holding up his cellphone pointing it towards the mirror saying “Say that again baby so the camera can hear you.” y/n then screamed out “Faster please!” Seonghwa chuckled saying “That’s my girl. You’re such a cock hungry slut aren’t you?” y/n who’s eyes were now closed in pleasure said “Yes oh my god yes! Don’t stop daddy please!” That caused Seonghwa to turn off his camera throwing it to the top of the bed. His one hand still on her neck the other now on her waist pounding harder into her. That caused y/n to cum for the second time. Seonghwa let go her neck letting her fall back onto the bed. Seonghwa gave no mercy not stopping as she came undone fucking her until she was seeing stars. He slapped her ass saying “You’re doing so well baby. Can you give me two more?” y/n shook her head  saying “No I can’t.” Seonghwa pulled out causing y/n to whine at the loss of friction. He flipped her over onto her back saying “You can give me two more. I know you can baby.” Seonghwa was now in between her legs on his knees. He kissed her knee going down on her thigh biting it lightly causing her to let out a gasp causing him to smile when y/n looked down at her thigh they’re was now a love bite she looked up at him saying “Really?” He moved his body up saying “I got to have my baby girl remember who she belongs to.” He kissed her hard pushing himself back into causing y/n to gasp into the kiss giving Seonghwa a chance to put his tongue in her mouth. 

As Seonghwa pushed deeper into her smirking saying “How many more are you giving me baby?” y/n looked up into Seonghwas eyes saying “Two oppa.” Seonghwa smiled at the girl saying “That’s my good girl.” He put a hand on her throat saying “Now can I fuck you how I want now?” y/n nodded her head saying “Yes sir. Use my body however you want. I’m your toy.” He smiled saying “Well in that case I’m not going easy and I’m going to need you to cum more than twice.” y/n nodded her head as Seonghwa started thrusting in and out of her. Seonghwa had one hand pressed down on her throat while the other was on her boob twisting and pinching it causing y/n to cum for the first time in the new position. Seonghwa looked at the girl beneath him saying “That’s my girl. Give me another.” Seonghwa threw one of her legs over his shoulder causing him to go deeper hitting a new spot causing y/n’s legs to shake and her to moan.  He moved his hand from her throat to her leg holding it against him kissing her calve. He pounded into her even harder chasing his high back. y/n was almost over the edge when Seonghwa said “I’m going to cum in you. Take it like a good slut got it?” y/n nodded her head saying “Yes sir fill me up please.” y/n’s eyes rolled back as she hit her climax clenching around Seonghwa causing him to cum. He pulled out of her flopping down on the bed next to her pulling her in close saying “You know the things I say I don’t mean right? Like those names I would never call you besides in the bedroom.” y/n smiled snuggling deeper into his chest saying “I know baby. You say it everytime. Can we get dressed and eat I’m hungry.” Seonghwa laughed saying “Yes after I clean you up.” Seonghwa got up from the bed walking into their bathroom. y/n’s phone then started to ring she rolled over grabbing it off the charger answering it without seeing who was calling. f/n was FaceTiming her she answered it to see f/n holding in her laughs saying “Looks like you had fun thank god you’re not dead. But you may want to die after I tell you what I’m about to tell you.” y/n looked at her friend confused saying “What do you need to tell me?” 

f/n then said the unthinkable “Seonghwa accidentally sent the video he took of you in the mirror to the group chat.” y/n clicked out of the call opening up the group chat to see the boys now talking about Seonghwa and about how hot y/n looked. y/n then yelled “SEONGHWA! WE NEED TO TALK.” Seonghwa came in with a wet rag saying “Yeah what’s up?” f/n then said “Check the group chat.” Seonghwa grabbed his phone opening the group chat seeing what all happened saying “Oh my god. What did I do..” Wooyoung then texted in the group chat ‘I mean I knew Seonghwa hyung liked being called oppa but who would’ve thought he was into stuff like that. Especially little innocent y/n.’ Seonghwa then said “I’m sorry baby! I’m so sorry!” y/n rolled her eyes saying “I’ll call you later f/n!” f/n waved bye to the girl before she hung up. y/n said “I’m not mad just embarrassed and at least they now know how you treat me.” Seonghwa smiled kissing her lips saying “I love you baby!” y/n kissed him back saying “I love you too! Now can we get cleaned up please I feel all gross and sticky.” Seonghwa nodded saying “Yes baby then we can get some food.”

[rens-garden]

-arcade date-

nsfw, izuku midoriya x top m!reader

warnings : semi public, degradation, bathroom

"haha, yes! i won again!" izuku exclaimed next to me.

right now we were on a date at an arcade, and he had been winning a lot. I'm actually really good at arcade games, but right now my eyes were on his adorable face, not the game screen. the way he smiled so brightly with a little blush on his cheeks everytime he beat me felt way better to me than winning some game could. he looked at me with a smile still on his face.

"hey y/n, you weren't even paying attention to the game were you" he said with a playful pout. god, my heart. i pinched his cheeks and smiled, and his face grew red. "i'm sorry cutie. i was too busy staring at your adorable face." after i finished the sentence he became even more red and started stuttering over his words.

"u-um anways, h-haha! let's go um play that game over there!" he grabbed my hand and looked away, probably to hide his blush. so cute. he ended up dragging me to the basketball games where you try to get as many balls into the hoops as possible. he became competitive and wanted to see who between us could get more in the hoops. i took my place at the basketball game next to him and we popped in our tokens.

30 seconds later, i won 13 to 6. i chuckled at how frazzled he seemed. he was a bit of a sore loser, but it was cute to see him try to come up with excuses as to how he lost and then pout when he couldn't come up with something reasonable. i took a step towards him and ruffled his hair, something i loved doing because his hair was so fluffy and soft. his face was turning red more by the second and i felt the urge to keep that blush on his face.

a part of me wanted to see that red face in ecstacy, but i shook those thoughts away.

"why don't i show you how to properly throw them, hm?" i said to him with an innocent smile while staring into his beautiful green eyes. "ah, uhm, sure!" he said, looking down at his shoes. i wanted to see his eyes again, so i lifted his chin with my pointer finger and slowly went in for a kiss. normally he would've accepted, but he was nervous with pda, so he blocked my mouth with his hand with a flustered expression.

"aahhhh! y/n!! w-what are you d-doing !? we're in public!" he frantically looked around and i felt a pang of guilt so i cupped his cheeks after he lifted his hand from my mouth. "i'm sorry, izuku. you were just so cute, i couldn't help but want to kiss you." his eyes were staring back into mine, and he responded, "it's o-okay... you just caught me off guard. i-i want you to kiss me- j-just wait until we're in private" the look on his face was so precious, so i slid my hand down to his hand and squeezed it.

"okay, now let me teach you how to properly play this game." i laughed, and he nodded in response. i popped a couple more tokens into his machine, and stood right behind him. he grabbed one of the basketballs and i held the outside of his hands, showing him the proper stance and telling him to throw it. it landed right in the net, and he excitedly cheered with a little jump. when i stood behind him i thought nothing of how close i was, but when he cheered, his ass had rubbed against my crotch a bit, and i had to bite my lip to hold back any noise. i was staring at the back of his neck when he snapped me out of my daze by asking me to help him for the next one too. i coughed and nodded, reaching to hold his hands again. now that i was getting a hard on, i was so much more aware of every spot we touched and how much i wanted to touch him more. right before he threw the ball, i blew my hot breath on the side of his neck, which made him tremble and miss.

"y-y/n? what- what was t-that for- i mis-" he was cut off when i pressed my half hard on into the back of his ass, making his breath hitch.

"sorry cutie, but you did this to me, and it would be great if you could take responsibility for it." i whispered into his ear. i felt him shiver under my touch, and i could see the blush on his cheek from the side. "but y/n- w-we're in the arcade- a-and anyone c-could see-" i was discreetly grinding my crotch into his ass, and he was trying his best not to let out a moan.

"then why don't we go to the bathroom? careful though, if you look so adorably ruined so soon, someone might catch on." he was biting his lip and nodded in response.

i grabbed his wrist and led him to the bathroom. i checked all of the stalls for people and pulled him into the last stall when i confirmed we were alone. i lightly shoved him against the stall wall, and pushed my lips against his. There wasn't a hint of defiance in his body language and i loved it. i grinded my crotch against his and shoved my tongue in his mouth at the same time, making him moan around my tongue. i could feel my pants tightening with every movement. i put my hand under his shirt and massaged his love handles that i loved so much. he draped his arms over my shoulders and around my neck for support as i grinded faster. I pulled away from his mouth to breathe and there was a string of saliva connecting our mouths. Deku whined beneath me.

"y/n.. m-more- please-" he begged with a red face and tears of pleasure welling up in his eyes. he looked so beautiful. i nodded slowly and slid my hand around his waist towards his ass. i kneaded his ass cheek making him whine under me.

"i love the sounds you make, sugar. you sound so wrecked and cute." i whispered lowly into his ear, making him shudder. i wanted to tease him more, see more of his cute little wrecked face. without warning i slipped a finger into his hole and he moaned loudly. i cut him off with a kiss, hushing him.

"shh, baby, or someone will hear your beautiful sounds." i started moving my finger in and out, and eventually put in a second one. i looked down at his face to see him biting his lip with his eyes shut closed. his face was flushed red, and even with him biting it i could see his lip quivering. my hard on was already making my pants tight, but my dick just got even harder the more i saw his adorable face. i shoved my hard on against his again, and grinded even harder than i had before.

"w-wait- it feels too- too good, y/n-! if you- t-touch both my ass and d-dick i w-won't be able t-to stay quiet-" he said between breaths, yet i could feel him grinding back.

"you need to stop saying such cute things and making such lewd faces or you're going to make me want to make you cry out my name," i said, "and it would be a shame for someone to find us and stop us." i slid in a third finger, and started spreading him open more.

"i-i- can't help it! it feels s-so intense- b-but so g-good-" he put his head in the crook of my neck and moaned into it. shit, i'm actually going to lose it. "sorry izuku, but i need to put it in right now or i might explode." i turned him around hastily and undid his belt, letting his pants and underwear pool at his ankles. he held his hands against the wall of the stall and stuck his ass out, making me groan at the sight.

"p-please- put it in- f-fuck my ass- i- i want it so bad-" he pleaded, and i lost it. i thrusted into him all at once, making him cry out a little, but i turned his head towards me and kissed him, making his moans muffled with my mouth. i waited until he pulled his lips away and said it was okay to move before pulling out slowly and thrusting in fast, and doing this a few times before he whimpered.

"p-please- ah- faster- i-if you go so s-slow i won't b-be able to handle it..!" the way his moans sounded made my dick throb against his walls and he clenched around me in response. fuck. i was so close to moaning so i bit down on his right ear lobe and flicked my tongue over it, and i felt him tremble against my chest. i pounded into his hole faster and he only clenched tighter. i rested my chin on his shoulder as i kept my pace and groaned in his ear.

"ugh, fuck.. izuku, you're so damn beautiful. i love you so much.." i couldn't help but tell him what i was thinking. i knew that i had to let him know how incredible i thought he was.

"ah! i- i love y-you too! s-so mu- ah! so much!" he cried out with every harsh thrust. after a minute or so, he reached out with a shaky hand and held my hip.

"h-hold on.." he said timidly, and i immediately stopped and put my hand on his cheek.

"i'm sorry, was it too much? are you okay?-" i almost started rambling but then he cut me off with a kiss.

"I'm m-more than okay.. i want t-to ride you, y/n.." his voice was shaky and sounded so shy and ruined, and i felt my heart skip a beat.

i smiled and gave him a loving kiss before sitting on the toilet and pulling him on my lap. we were facing each other, and his hot breath was brushing against my chest. he lifted himself up and i spoke up.

"do you want some help, angel?" i rested my hands on his waist, prepared to help if he said yes.

"n-no, i want to do it m-myself.. i want t-to make you feel good.." he said as he sunk down onto my cock and cried out. my breath hitched in my throat and i muttered a fuck under my breath. this new position felt so different in the best way possible. he put one hand on my shoulder and the other in my hair, then raised his hips and sank back down again. i groaned, and he shakily continued. i ran my eyes over him and how his body looked in this moment. his face was scrunched up with his eyebrows knotted, his eyes fazed over with lust and filled with tears of pleasure and drool was falling down his chin. his expression was the epitome of lewd, and it sent shivers down my spine.

"Izuku~ have i ever told you how beautiful you are when you're pleasuring yourself on my cock like a little slut?" i asked with a smirk on my face, and i felt him clench around me at the degrading term. i chuckled inwardly at this.

"oh.. did you like that, slut? did you like me calling you out for being the dirty whore that you are?"

i felt his breathing quicken against my chest and i could tell from the look in his eyes that he was close to cumming. as much as i wanted to make him feel good, i also wanted to hear him desperate for more. i put my hands on his waist when he landed at the base of my cock and held his hips down. he held himself upright by resting his hands against my chest.

"no- y/n..! p-please.. let go.. let me continue! i want more- please.. please-" his pleas were too angelic, and i decided to let him continue and more. i stopped pressing his hips down and just rested my hands firmly on his waist. izuku took notice of the loss of pressure to keep him down and let out a string of tiny 'thank you's before continuing to bounce on my cock. he was probably expecting me to sit back and let him ride me until we came, but i wasn't about to let him have all the control.

using the hands i had on his waist i helped lift him and down, while also thrusting up into him harshly. izuku cried out in surprise, but i quickly took one of his hands and shoved it over his mouth before continuing with the rough pace. he made tiny cries at every deep thrust into him, which only encouraged me to keep fucking him harder.

"ah! p-please- please more- i'm gonna cum- please m-make me cum-"

i wrapped my fingers around his flushed slender cock and only pumped it twice before izuku's cum spurted across both of our chests. i thrusted into him a few more times before following him in climax and filling him with my cum. izuku became limp in my arms and rested his head in the crook of my neck while breathing heavily.

after a few moments of collecting our breaths, i slowly lifted his chin with my left hand and ran my right finger through his cum and licked it off, my eyes never leaving his.

"tasty."

izuku quickly returned to his usual nervous self and his face grew red after realizing what i had just done.

"y-y/n! w-why would you d-do that!" he whisper scolded me and i chuckled and pulled him into my arms again. "y/n- we should clean up and go- w-what if someone heard us! oh god why did we do that!? what if-" i knew he was about to go into one of his infamous rants, so i quickly shut him up with a kiss.

"it's fine, angel. the arcade games are too loud out there for us to be heard by anyone. but sure, we can go home," a smirk made it's way across my face. "i wouldn't mind a round two when we get home though. you know i love when you can be as loud as you want." i muttered into his ear, and his face grew even more red as he nuzzled deeper into my chest.

"st-stupid y/n."

[holykillercake]

Tap Dancer Fish

word count: 1.5k

summary: Zoro´s haramaki is falling apart and he can´t find another one to buy. You decide to crochet him one before he kills someone. 

highlight: ¨You must be tired... stupid marimo.¨

notes: This was an anon request for a fluff where they have a s/o that made them a thing with crochet and how they would react. This is 1/3 of the request, we´re starting with Zoro <3 

𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘, 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊!

¨Any luck?¨ you asked without taking your eyes from the city guide, even with the rowdy sound of the metal chair scratching the brick sidewalk. 

¨No.¨ 

¨Need any help?¨ you tried to hide your smirk by sipping your coffee. 

¨No.¨

¨Well,¨ you closed the map and placed it on the table ¨I still have some errands to run. I´ll take a look around, see if I can find it. ¨ 

¨Thank you.¨

You placed a hand on his chest and gave him a quick peck on the lips before making your way back to your tasks. 

The Strawhats had docked on a Spring Island called Gardenia. It reminded you of Dressrosa, but without the talking toys and mad king. The houses and stores were all painted a shade of green or brown, but what made it extraordinary to the eyes - and nose - was the number of flowers. All kinds of all sizes and colors decorating everything around you. 

However, while you felt like an enchanted character from a fairy tale, your boyfriend felt trapped in a nightmare. For starters, everything smelled like flowers; Sanji would not stop bumping into him, saying that he mistook him for a moss tree, and the flowers made every corner look the same, so he got lost all the time. 

But what was really making him grumpier than usual was his haramaki, the green garment he wore religiously around his belly - well, not religiously. 

He has been procrastinating to get a new one for a long time, and despite you offering to purchase it whenever you ran errands, he would always turn the offer down. The problem was that it was not keeping itself anymore. After all the battles he fought and opponents he defeated, his haramaki was falling into pieces. 

In the beginning, you were able to patch it up with some simple sewing, but now he needed to get a new one. And here´s where problem number two arises, you have entered a chain of summer and spring islands where they don´t usually sell this stuff. As a result, Zoro was mad at everyone - you were an exception, though. 

It pained you to see him bothered like this, despite all of your previous warnings. Everyone has their own thing, Luffy has the straw hat, Chopper always carries his blue backpack, Sanji never stops smoking, and Zoro wears his haramaki. Anyone would be bothered, although anyone would listen to your advice. 

So you came up with a plan. Since you could not find one to buy, you were going to crochet one. That was an interesting fact that no one knew so far, your ability of crocheting. You would do it whenever you were in charge of the night watch, and when you presented someone with a piece of clothing that matched their personality or traits, you would say you found it in town. Reason being that you didn´t want to be swamped with sweaters and beanies to do. You knew the crew would go crazy if they didn´t have to pay for winter clothes anymore. 

¨Yosh, now I just have to make it.¨ you looked at the green ball of yarn in your hands before hiding it at the bottom of your bags. 

~

¨Oi, Luffy! Don´t steal her food!¨

¨But she´s not even eating it, Sanji!¨

¨Y/N, are you ok?¨

¨Y/N?¨

¨Y/N!¨ you almost fell off the chair when you woke up from your zombie state. 

¨What?¨ 

¨You look tired. Are you getting sick?¨ Robin asked, placing a hand on your forehead. ¨I hope you didn´t get some deadly poison from a plant.¨

¨Oi, Robin! Don´t say these scary things!¨ Usopp cried and walked away from you.

¨I couldn´t sleep last night.¨ the girls stared at you with a malicious smirk, and Sanji stormed out on flames ¨Yeah, uhum, I wish! I couldn´t sleep because Zoro kept rolling on the bed, it felt like I was sharing a bed with a tap dancer fish!¨ you shouted grumpily.

The longer he stayed without a decent haramaki, the more jittery he got. So throughout the night, he rolled on the bed, got up to train, went back to bed because he was too frustrated to train, mumbled and grumbled, and made you go through his insanity with him. At some point, you were planning on throwing him off the ship or choke him with that stupid belly warmer. 

After you finished your third cup of coffee, you decided to head to the deck. Your green-haired tap dancer fish was napping on the grass with furrowed brows and arms crossed. Suddenly, the irritation you felt was gone. 

¨You must be tired... stupid marimo.¨ you whispered and made your way to your room. 

He never bothered you before. Even when the other guys made him go crazy, he would always lay down, hold you close to his body, and sleep. On the days you were not so tired, pillow talks would last hours and hours, and he would tell you things he hasn´t told anyone; he would show interest in the stupid things you like and be the Zoro the other guys would never get to know. 

So you fought your will to go to sleep and grabbed the wool and a hook, determined to put an end to both of your miseries as soon as possible. 

With Zoro napping all day, Robin in charge of the ship, and the rest of the guys exploring the Island, you would have all the peace in the world to work. 

And that was exactly what you did. You were definitely going to hear from Chopper for going the entire day without a sip of water or bathroom break. Your fingers were red and hurting, and your shoulders were stiff and sore. But it was worth it. 

It was almost dark when you finished, part of you wanted to wrap it with laces or some sort of crap, but you passed out as soon as you heard the snap of the scissor cutting the yarn. You didn´t even know you had passed out until you woke up the next day, sunlight hitting your eyes. 

You were alone in bed, but not the way you imagined. You expected cramps and spasms to take over your body, but all you got was a slight soreness. You were in your pajamas and tucked like a baby. 

¨What the-¨ you sat and searched over the blanket looking for the crochet garment, but found no sign of it ¨Did I dream about that?¨

You threw yourself off the bed and marched - more like crawled - to the kitchen, craving for coffee. 

¨Morning, Y/N!¨ everyone was already up, although Luffy was sleep eating again. 

¨Morning, guys.¨ your voice came out sleepy. You grabbed a cup of coffee and sat beside Zoro ¨Good morning, you.¨ You smiled.

¨Morning, sleepyhead.¨ He kissed your temple.  

¨I´m so happy you found it, Y/N. I don´t think we would be able to handle his mood anymore.¨ Nami said relieved, and Zoro yelled something when everyone agreed. You gave her a confused look, and she pointed at your boyfriend.

Your eyes scanned him, oblivious for a moment, but when you noticed him wearing the haramaki you made, a big smile grew on your face. That also explains why you slept comfortably in your pajamas, he must have gone to check on you and saw your pitiful state alongside his present.

¨Yeah, I was lucky, I guess.¨ He held your hand tighter under the table.

After breakfast, the two of you decided to stay on deck, enjoying the gentle sun and the fresh breeze before it was time to set sail again. You were sitting between his legs, against his chest, and his hands rested on your lap while you played with each other´s fingers. 

¨Thank you... for making it for me.¨ You forgot about sore muscles. You forgot about raw fingers. Listen to him sounding so relaxed and peaceful made you forget about everything. 

¨Thanks for not telling the guys I made it. Besides that, how are you going to protect my ass if you can´t focus without this stupid belly wrap?¨ he let out a lazy laugh, and you felt his body vibrating against yours. 

¨Well, thank you again. I really liked it, and I won´t ruin it.¨

¨I know.¨ you whispered, closing your eyes and seizing the moment. 

You knew he would eventually destroy it, but that was fine. You didn´t have the emotional connection to it like he had. What mattered to you was his well-being. You were not strong enough to protect him - not that he needed - so keeping him warm and loved was your internal mission. Because that´s how he made you feel. 

[kwonhoshi0]

𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢, 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 ~

reqs are open ! masterlist

pairing : bakugou x reader, denki x reader, todoroki x reader

genre : fluffy FLUFF with a smidge of angst

warnings : blood, scratches, injuries

you have been with class 1A since the first day and you pushed yourself as much as everyone else but with such a powerful quirk it was hard to keep it under control while also focusing on defeating the opponent, you can only control it fully if you’re calm so acting out of rage would only lead to the worst.

the league of villains had yet again come to ruin your training and since they were weak they only came to take a hostage, the target being you, you weren’t quite sure why maybe it was because of your power but you weren’t having any of it >

> quirk based on eleven from stranger things <

| bakugou |

> he noticed that all the villains were surrounding you

> man did not hesitate to run full speed at them

> even though you weren’t dating lord did he have a crush on you fat crush

> of course you liked him too but this was not the time

> midnight and hawks were patrolling when they heard what was happening aizawa was already fighting when they came give the man a break

> they were a bit occupied with the nomus when the thugs started surrounding you

> bakugou blasty angy boy he knows you aren’t weak but he was not about to let you take a bunch of thugs the chances of you not getting hurt was 0.5%

> a scratch on you would leave the man howling

> todoroki and kirishima see him blasting towards you and go to help

> before you can even get a word out to them you know what you need to do

> you tell them to stay back you jumped up causing them to halt and brought all the force from your quirk with you using yourself to push the invisible force of your quirk towards the thugs

> you were suspended in the air

> to anyone else it would look like the thugs were controlling you but bakugou knew better he knows you’re powerful but he was not expecting this

> you screamed releasing your power, your hair slightly gravitating up sending all the force you gathered to your hands towards the thugs

> with the amount of force you used you pushed them all into a mound on top of each other with probably several broken ribs

> what you didn’t realise was that everyone was looking at you as you slowly floated to the ground landing in bakugous arms

> you felt weak but as soon as you fell into his arms you felt strong again cringe

> man was in awe

> if he thought he liked you before he is now in love

> screams at you before anything

> ‘WHAT IF THINGS DIDNT GO HOW YOU WANTED HUH??, WHAT THEN’

> ‘SEE YOU HAVE BLOOD COMING OUT YOUR FUCKING NOSE IDIOT’

> you shut him up with your lips words don’t do justice

> since you took out 80% of the thugs shigaraki had already left, he might act like a child but he isn’t stupid he knows he lost

> as the officers are doing a count of everyone you were getting a kiss from recovery girl your injuries weren’t too serious but your hands were sensitive from all the force you used

> as soon as you got to the dorms he was all over you so was everyone else but he got you alone

> kisses you straight up, hands on your waist and on your jaw

> ‘you’re mine’

> ‘okay’

[ denki ]

> as soon as you were in the air he knew what was about to go down

> he swung at any thug trying to stop you

> all the long range thugs : ded knocked out

> you wasn’t watching him you were focusing on concentrating

> he watched as you unleashed everything on those thugs

> he knew you could kill them if you wanted but of course you didn’t thatd make you no better than the thugs so you stuck to gravely injuring them :]

> thinks it’s so hot

> your hair floating because of your power is so cool to him

> what he thinks is even cooler is the calmness on your face you’re literally beating thugs to a pulp, you look unfazed

> panics a little seeing you fall but with todorokis help ice slide he catches you

> moves your hair out of your face wiping the blood coming from your nose for you

> you didn’t have to but you used a little too much of your power without meaning to so you were o u t of it

> he may be an idiot but he’s a gentleman when he needs to be

> again you don’t need much help recovering only a couple scratches you weren’t knocked out for long

> everyone else was worried as fuck since they hadn’t seen you use this much power before they didn’t know the effects it could have on you

> midoriyas bones literally break when he uses too much so they assumed the worst

> but you were okay

> denki just,, stared at your peaceful form

> you looked calm before but this was just pure peace despite the scratches and the blood

> hes whipped

> thought you were awesome before but now he’s in shock how can one be so perfect

> you thought he was human pikachu therefore the cutest being but you weren’t about to admit that especially since you didn’t know how he felt

> as soon as you’re back in the dorms in front of EVERyone

> he grabs you by the waist grinning like an idiot, moves your hair out of your face

> and kisses you, you melt into his kiss

> screaming inside, everyone else screaming at this sudden kiss

> everyone knows how whipped you are for eachother

> cuddles all night his arms around your waist yours around his neck, his face in your neck

> ‘hmm warm baby’

> ‘baby huh?’

> ‘don’t act like you don’t like it’

[ todoroki ]

> he knows you can handle yourself, he also knows your limits

> as soon as your feet leave the ground hes in awe

> everyone else stopped fighting even the villains stopped to watch

> it’s like you’re hypnotising them

> ofc you don’t know everyone is watching you

> as soon as your hair lifts up and you scream unleashing everything

> todoroki is just .o.

> he is so in love

> he always glances at you in class the way your hair perfectly frames your face

> the way your [eye colour] eyes stand out amongst the 100s around school

> he knew he liked you that much was certain, he would never have acted on it if not for this

> it’s not that he didn’t like you enough. it’s that he didn’t know how much he liked you or how to go about it

> your body starts to fall limp

> he used his ice to make a quick staircase over to you

> catching you he slips, hawks using his feather to catch you both

> you watch him with hooded eyes admiring the way his hair falls over his eyes

> he looked back at you the blood running down your nose the scratches on your hands

> but you still look so beautiful he thinks

> moving your hair to the side he carries you to recovery girl who was waiting outside with the others

> everyone was okay a couple scratches on midoriya and bakugou but other than that and some sprained ankles no one was majorly hurt

> at the dorms you were simply sat

> ‘you’re so pretty’

> we know todoroki is a blunt guy but for him to say this, your crush, FLUSTERED YOU

> he said this to you as you were sat reading on the sofa, he was sat opposite you

> at first you didn’t believe he said that to You before you realised everyone else was in the kitchen next to you

> actions speak louder than words so you leaned over put your hand on his jaw and kissed him

> man leaned right in grabbing your waist so you’re now in his lap

> we know he isn’t great with affection

> but this man has been chasing you for what seems like years now

> he was not about to hold back not after suppressing his feelings for so long

> after what seemed like hours but was actually 40 seconds of you kissing, denki saw from the kitchen and ran in taking multiple photos and whispering to tell everyone to hurry over

> maybe the moment was ruined but you were both way too into it to notice

> then again peace at the dorms has never been an option

> the squeal that mina let out was what gave it away

> both blushing todorokis fine ass goes

> ‘girlfriend?’

> ‘yes boyfriend’

> ‘ok we’re dating’

a/n : maybe this was wayyy too long but i had fun writing it >:( pls #s work i beg

do not steal my work :]

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[ibuki-loves-you]

I know that requests are closed and all that stuff but I'm putting it here so that I don't forget. Danganronpa v3 boys reacting to reader snapping during a class trial like Mikan did. That's it. Feel free to ignore this ask and have a great time.

DRV3 Boys reacting to their S/O snapping during a trial like Mikan

Warnings: Death

Mod Ibuki: Hope you enjoy!

Shuichi:

Shuichi had no choice but to suspect you

All evidence pointed to you

The minute he questioned you, you snapped

It’s like your personality before was gone, replaced with this violent one

And he didn’t like it

“I always get blamed, i-it’s always my fault! N-Now you too!? Well, guess what? I’m done with that! You hear me!? I’m done!!” “Y-Y/N…”

What scared him more was when you went from screaming to your voice dropping to a soft hum

“It’s always my fault, right? You just need someone to pin the blame on...find someone else. I’m not the culprit…” “Yes you are, Y/N…” “NO I'M NOT!”

His heart broke every single time you objected

He just wanted to get this over with

When you finally came clean about the murder, you were still convinced you had done no wrong, that it was justified

Shuichi gave up trying to convince you

“I love you, Y/N. I really do. I-I’m so sorry…”

Rantaro:

When you lost it, he lost it

“Y-You’re just a bunch of bullies, huh? I see...I’m not the culprit. I did nothing wrong. N-Nothing wrong...! NOTHING AT ALL!”

Shuichi had to convince Rantaro that you were the culprit first

It took a bit, but Rantaro had no choice but to believe it

“I did nothing wrong! Why are you convicting me, huh!? Is it because you’re desperate for a culprit! That-” “Stop, Y/N. It’s over. Just, admit it. You did it.”

It broke Rantaro to say that to you, but he had no choice

When everyone voted for you and the trial was over, everyone, not just Rantaro, wanted to know what happened

“Forgive me…” “What?” “F-Forgive me! I-If it was you, you’d forgive yourself right away, right!? S-So just forgive me already!”

Rantaro pulled you into a hug, mumbling over and over how he forgave you and how he wasn’t mad

“I love you so much, Y/N. I forgive you, I’ll always forgive you.”

Ryoma:

Ryoma thought it was karma

He got to be happy, and this was the punishment

“I’ve been through this so many times. Hehe…” “What do you mean? Talk to me, Y/N.” “‘I-It’s all their fault.’ ‘T-They’re the one with the problem.’ I’M DONE WITH THAT! YOU HEAR ME!? I’M DONE!”

Ryoma couldn’t bring himself to say anything else, he let Shuichi handle the conviction

He wanted no part in it

“W-Why won’t you forgive me!? Y-You’re all looking at me l-like you hate me! JUST FORGIVE ME ALREADY!!!” “Y/N, I’ll always forgive you.” “T-Then why are you looking at me like that!?” “Because I don’t want to lose you.”

When he said that, you confessed

You didn’t want to prolong Ryoma’s mental torture any longer

Before you got dragged off to your execution, Ryoma held your hands and kissed your head

“I don’t hate you, okay? I could never hate you. I love you, I always will.”

Korekiyo:

Kiyo immediately came to your aid

He was not about to lose you

When you weren’t screaming, he was

“You’re idiots! You’re only pushing the blame on me because I-I’m an easy target! Y-You hate me! Why do you hate me!?”

Everytime Kiyo defended you, it got more and more incoherent

His evidence wasn’t accurate and he knew that

He just wanted you to live

Eventually, Shuichi broke through to Kiyo about you being the killer, now everyone had to break through to you

“I-It’s not fair. Not fair. Not fair, not fair, not fair, NOT FAIR NOT FAIR NOT FAIR NOT FAIR NOT FAIR NOT FAIR NOT FAIR!!!!” “I know, dear. It’s not fair. Believe me, I know. But please, just admit you had killed them.”

It took a while, but you had finally broke and confessed to the killing

The minute you were voted, Kiyo grabbed you and held you as close as he possibly could

If Monokuma wanted you, he had to rip you from Kiyo himself

Even then, you weren’t going without him

“I love you so much, my love. It’s okay, no tears. We will see each other shortly, I swear. I refuse to leave you alone.”

Gonta:

Gonta got scared

He was so used to your quiet self before

When you started screaming at Shuichi he started crying

“It’s not fair! Not fair, not fair, not fair, not fair!!” “Y-Y/N!” “What!? Do you agree with them!?” “N-No, not at all! W-Why you think Y/N culprit!?”

Gonta tried to convince them otherwise, he really did

Nothing was working, though

Like most of the others, they had to convince Gonta you were the culprit because they weren’t getting anywhere with you

“Y/N...Please tell truth. Tell Gonta the truth. Gonta won’t be mad, Gonta promise.”

After a few minutes of contemplation, you calmed down and came clean

You couldn’t persist any longer

It was only gonna hurt Gonta

“Gonta love you, Y/N. Gonta never gonna forget you. Gonta gonna miss you a lot…”

Kokichi:

Kokichi found your meltdown hilarious!

...That’s a lie

Every time you screamed at Shuichi, he felt his heart break all over again

He knew you were trying upon trying to survive

That’s when he began lying for you

“You’re convicting the wrong person.” “What?” “You heard me. You’re forgetting, Tsumugi has no alibi and isn’t she just as close to the crime as Y/N? Evaluate her. You have the wrong person.”

Surprisingly, it worked

Shuichi evaluated the whole case all over again, buying you and Kokichi more time

Kokichi held your hand, even kissing it a few times while Shuichi evaluated

When he was finished, the results still came back to you

“Forgive me…” “W-What? Y/N, you didn’t do anything! Tsumugi did it! Not you!” “Why won’t you forgive me?” “I can’t forgive what you didn’t do!” “Just forgive me already…” “W-What?” “I SAID JUST FORGIVE ME ALREADY! WHY WON”T YOU FORGIVE ME!?” “Baby…” “JUST FORGIVE ME!” “Okay! Okay, I forgive you…”

The second you were voted it hit him that you were going to die

He latched onto you and wouldn’t let go

He kissed you over and over, as if he was trying to memorize the feeling of your lips against his

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you. I promise, I’ll see you soon, okay? I love you. I’m not lying, I promise. I love you, I love you.”

Kaito:

The minute Shuichi began suspecting you, Kaito was on his ass about it

No way in hell were you the culprit

He fought for you for a while until you snapped

It scared him and everyone in the room

“You’re just a bully, huh? It’s my fault...right? It’s always my fault…! I’m a-always the one with the problem! It’s always me and no one else!” “Y/N-” “I’M DONE WITH THAT! DO YOU HEAR ME!? I’M DONE!!!” “Y/N! What the hell are you talkin’ about? You didn’t do anything! You aren’t the culprit!”

Shuichi never got it through to Kaito that you were the culprit, so he had to break you

The minute you were voted, Kaito punched Shuichi right across the face

He knew deep down it wasn’t his fault, but he couldn’t help but blame him

He would apologize later because he knew that’s what you would’ve wanted

“Y/N, baby. I’m sorry, okay? I’m really sorry. I love you, to the moon and back.”

Kiibo:

Kiibo thought he was malfunctioning

You weren’t the culprit, there was no way

“That’s ridiculous, Shuichi! There’s no way Y/N is the culprit! They couldn’t hurt a fly!”

Like the majority of the others, Shuichi had to drill it into his head that you were the culprit

The moment he realized was when you started freaking out on Shuichi

“It’s not fair! Why me, huh!? Why are you convicting me!? I did nothing wrong! It’s not fair, not fair, not fair, not fair, not fair, NOT FAIR!!!” “Y/N, please calm down!”

Kiibo’s efforts proved fruitless, as you didn’t calm down until you were voted

Once it hit the two of you that you were about to die, Kiibo embraced you and tried to comfort you as best he could

“It’ll be over soon, Y/N. Hopefully, we’ll meet again. I’m grateful for everything you’ve ever done for me, okay? I love you.”

[aeonghaseyo]

Under the Streetlight - Alexandra Trese x Reader

Song fic based on the song “Mixtape: OH” by Stray Kids

A/N: It’s actually my first time writing a song fic, and one using the English translation of a K-pop song I love so much. Please stream Mixtape: OH in Youtube! Btw, I tried my best for the reader to be of any gender haha

T/W: imagery of blood

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You were just a college student in Manila, trying to get by this one year in your program that seemed as if it was out to kill you. Why not though, with all the shit ton of schoolwork you had to do as well as org work you willingly volunteered to do? 

As you waited by a jeepney stop by a streetlight that might as well have been like a spotlight hovering upon you, you pondered upon a lot of things in your head and stopped to make a note to yourself. 

‘Note to self: I should really work on saying no once in a while. If I say yes to so much work during this sem I might be dead faster than I think.’

Even making this note to yourself made you feel stressed all the more, with your body automatically fidgeting, and you, conscious enough of your own habits when faced with stress and anxiety, tried your best to fend it off either by forcing yourself to stay still or by letting your thoughts wander to more exciting scenarios.

One scenario in mind played: you on your knees under that same streetlight, with a woman clad in a black coat wielding a curved blade that seemed to gleam its own light even in the darkness. This undaunted, short-haired lady in a defensive stance, aiming to keep you from being kidnapped by the aswang in your area that would risk even the secrecy of their existence in the estero’s out of hunger they never bothered to control. Your entrails would have been their main course, and your soul their dessert, until the infamous Alexandra Trese came to your rescue within a split-second, not even giving you time to scream out loud for help.

As there were only two of the aswang who were going to salvage you to satisfy their hunger pangs, it only took mere moments for Alexandra to take them both down without a drop of blood on you. Even while she was splashed with blood, you looked upon her in awe and admiration. 

The mere thought of her figure post-rampage painted your cheeks red, as you also recalled the memory of her holding out a hand to you to help you up. The fear brought about by that near-death-by-aswang experience really made you literally weak on your knees, so at first you struggled to stand up right after you shakily gripped her hand.

When I get my hands on you

When I set my eyes on you

I get breathless and I’ve never felt this way before

I can’t explain this

It feels so different

So I want it more

No doubt, something coursed through you back then that made you gain just a little bit of strength to momentarily stand on your own two feet. You had that strength, alright, but you didn’t look it with the paleness of your face giving your state of weakness away to the woman in front of you.

“You’re safe now, you don’t have to be scared,” you heard Alexandra reassure you, and once again your knees were jelly.

So you stumbled. 

Blessed by her swift reflexes, your savior caught you effortlessly, and you couldn’t help but hold on to her arms and look into her unwavering black orbs. Another moment passed as she helped you back on your own two feet, her hands still on your shoulders as if to give you a sense of security amidst a relatively dangerous area.

You muttered an “I-i’m so sorry, ma’am,” to which the babaylan-mandirigma corrected you, “Call me Alex. You don’t look well enough to commute, and the streets are especially dangerous at this time of night. Let me take you home.”

I just want to whine

I’ll stop being calculative

I want you to notice how I am feeling

As if you would notice that I was lying

I don’t want to just be around you like the scent

She saved your ass from being a part of the aswang’s menu, and you thought that was just the bare minimum you deserved at that moment. You clearly didn’t expect her to help you up while you were definitely still weak on your knees, and you didn’t expect her to suddenly take you home.

So your mind momentarily went blank. 

Just like a PC that has been restarted, you began processing Alexandra’s offer to take you back home, and your feel yourself getting conflicted between letting her take you home for you to finally let another person help you from the ordeal you had sustained, or refusing her help just so you could prove you can still handle your own. 

But you were left with no choice as Alexandra said, “I insist. You’re much safer with me.”

With one speechless nod from you, she led you to the car where her two bodyguards were waiting and helped you settle at the back of the car, where she usually took her place.

I thought I knew

I was so confident that I knew everything

But I didn’t know, with you

As I get close to you, it gets more complicated

Even when I have something to say, my head goes blank

At the end of the day, I’m saying just meaningless words

“Another rampage, bossing?” one of the bodyguards, who was driving the black Sedan you were in, asked. “Those aswang sure are relentless.”

“At least you didn’t need to call us for help though,” remarked the other bodyguard, who looked like he was the twin of the man who spoke earlier. 

Right beside you, Alexandra let out a sigh for self-relief and responded, “Those aswang were easy prey. They were reckless enough to just corner a helpless passerby out in the night without any calculated plan of attack.”

The long-haired man at the wheel then replied, “Too hungry to even think, eh? ‘Yan tuloy.”

You paid no mind to the rest of the conversation between Alexandra and her bodyguards, instead finding yourself thinking about how secure you felt as the babaylan-mandirigma helped you up on your feet earlier under that streetlight. To you, her expression was nonchalantly serious, with a slight hint of concern that never escaped your perception. 

That concern never appeared for your eyes to see, but you felt it. It was there. Just for you, at that very moment after she saved you.

The train of thought halted to a stop in your head as Alexandra finally turned to you and said, “I never got your name. Do you want to tell me what it is?”

Turning to her with an expression akin to that of a child talking to their first crush, you stuttered, “I-it’s (Y/N). T-thanks again, for s-saving me back there, I t-thought I was gonna be a goner!”

Her eyes never leaving your form, she then replied, “It was a relief that I got to you before those monsters did.”

“Serves me right for waiting for a jeepney at an area without people, huh?” you remarked with a nervous chuckle, as a sign that you’ve finally found your keenness in freely attempting a conversation with Alexandra Trese, of all people. 

You thought she would reply to what you would refer to as a careless remark, but it seemed that you were wrong as one of the twin bodyguards replied to you instead.

“You were easy bait for those aswang, but no worries. Bossing got to you just in time.”

When I hold your hand

I feel like being a baby again

And I go whining and saying, “Don’t look at me like that”

I look you in the eye and take one step closer to you

No matter how much I plan and prepare

When I’m with you, I’m just a baby

Finally arriving at your place, Alexandra ordered her bodyguards to wait for her by the Sedan and turned to walk you to the front entrance. Out of gratitude, you finally mustered to thank your savior once again, which she answered with a nod and her replying, “Take care of yourself next time,” before she finally turned to where her vehicle was parked. 

You felt your heart sink then as she walked to the car by herself. What has gotten into you? She just saved you from an aswang attack, as is her duty as the mediator between humanity and the creatures of the underworld, and she probably doesn’t have the luxury of time to be the subject of anyone’s interest or courtship. So what was the matter? Why were you feeling as if you wanted, scratch that, needed to see her again?

Countless times before, you swore to yourself that you were the type of person not to fall for just anyone, regardless of how extraordinary they seem, regardless of whether they stood out in your eyes or not, out of fear of this weakness being exploited anyway and you being set up for disappointment in the long run. No, you would never let fragility get the best of you just because someone outright snagged you from a close call of an aswang attack.

Regardless of your distaste for showing weakness, that beating heart of yours nagged at you to call out her name and spend a few more seconds with her anyway.

Driven by your own resounding heartbeat, you called out to her while race-walking towards her, “Alex!”

Ey (I’m a)

Can I call you baby?

Ey (I’m a)

In front of love, I’m just a baby

Just like that, you got her phone number, along with a reminder from her to call her when you need help with anything out of the ordinary, which is pretty much another way of referring to supernatural occurrences or anything involving the supernatural realm. 

Under that same spotlight by the jeepney stop at night, still alone, you exited to your phone’s main menu and find your thumb almost grazing the contacts icon at the bottom of your screen. You pressed on that Contacts icon and found Alexandra Trese’s name right under the “A” list in your contacts, underneath a bunch of registered numbers without any proper names to them. With longing, you stared at that name along with her number.

‘I have your number, Alex. Can I call you anytime then, even when I’m not in trouble?’

I know I shouldn’t whine about it

I know it well that you’re everything in my mind

My heart wants you

I want your love

This feeling is so toxic

You’re the only antidote

“Fancy seeing you here again, (Y/N).”

The heart that was already fluttering in your chest skipped a beat upon hearing that familiar voice. Quickly, you turned to the owner of that special voice right beside you, belonging to none other than the person who has been plaguing your thoughts since that fateful night. As if by instinct, you smiled lightly and greeted her, “It’s good to see you again here, Alex. What brings you here tonight?”

I’m sure about my feelings but I can’t control them

The way I talk to you, treat you, and behave towards you

Is so immature

Mature person, Mature love

Mature man, I thought it would be easy

Everything is difficult in front of you

Alexandra filled you in on her agenda for tonight, “I was wondering if there was going to be something unusual happening tonight that concerned the aswang clans that have gone out of control. Strangely, nothing has been happening in this particular street, unlike the last time I saw you here.”

Your (e/c) orbs gone soft, you looked upon her as you replied with a chuckle, “And then you found me instead.”

Her own eyes slightly widened, the woman before you cleared her throat and answered, “Yes I did. And I’m relieved to know you’re safe tonight.”

Time passed, and the silence between you and Alexandra remained as she stayed vigilant and prepared for a possible aswang attack that could happen right where the two of you were standing right now. Worried, you checked the digital clock on your phone once again, which read, “11:43 PM.” Upon being aware that it was actually past your bedtime, your features manifested a look of both worry and frustration, and Alexandra seemed to have noticed it herself.

“Are you okay, (Y/N)?”

“I am, it’s just,” you let out a tiny whimper as you continued, “it’s past my bedtime already, I had to stay behind in school to help out with an org activity the day after, and I haven’t even studied for my exam tomorrow. I hate it when I can’t ride a jeepney right away going home.”

Hold your horses. Did you just rant to Alexandra Trese about your current predicament?

What should I do?

Am I under the illusion?

Will this end easily?

(Oh na na na na what should I do)

Closer (Oh na na na na what should I do)

I want to come to you and get to you

Out of embarrassment from the complaint you just uttered to the person who once saved you from the aswang, the person who brought you home out of kindness, the person you have admired for a long time but never had the chance to tell out of fear of rejection and quite possibly your own consideration for her duties to both the human and otherworldly realms, warm blood rushed to your cheeks and you covered your face as you apologized, “Sorry Alex, I didn’t mean to bother you about my own personal troubles. I can handle it by myself, I promise.”

A hand on your shoulder finally prompted you to look right at her, your head finally unobscured by the hands which formerly shrouded the remains of your embarrassed demeanor.

“Want me to take you home again, (Y/N)?”

This was your one chance to be with this one hell of a woman yet again, like the last time you both were under that same streetlight by the jeepney stop.

What made the current circumstance different from before was that you were not afraid to accept her offer this time. You were hell-bent on getting Alexandra to remember you as much as you continued to remember her and savor that special memory with her.

(Baby)

(I want to come to you and get to you)

No matter how much I plan and prepare

When I’m with you, I’m just a

With an unexplained expression driven by a growing fondness for the babaylan-mandirigma before you, you finally replied to her, “Of course Alex. Thanks again, I appreciate it so much.”

Alexandra then took you by the hand and led her to where that same black Sedan was parked. Cherishing the warmth of her hand, you slightly tightened your hold as if to say, ‘I love holding your hand, and I don’t plan on letting it go anytime.’

I look you in the eye and take one step closer to you

No matter how much I plan and prepare

When I’m with you, I’m just a baby

Ey (I’m a)

Can I call you baby?

Ey (I’m a)

In front of love

I’m just a baby

[vampcubus]

Next Stop (Midoriya/Reader | nsfw)

| A/N: Been hoarding this one away for a while until I was satisfied with it. |

♡ | Warnings: nsfw!!, public sex, thigh jobs, gettin’ cozy with Izuku on a train. | ♡

♡ | Words: 2100+ | ♡

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You and Izuku had the misfortune of catching the train during rush hour, meaning you were packed into one space with little breathing room. The station had been fine when you boarded the train, but as more and more people stepped into the car you were pushed farther and farther together. Currently, Midoriya stood between you and the crowd of people, one arm raised to grasp the handle above his head and the other around you.

You were thankful for him wanting to make sure you weren't crushed. But at the same time you felt bad because whenever the train stopped, you would pitch forward and then abruptly backward into him. You'd bonked your head on his chin a few times as well. The train came to another slow stop, and Izuku's arm kept you from falling forward though you still knocked back into him. "Sorry, Izuku." "It's fine, we're almost there," Izuku assured with a thoughtful smile.  To be honest, he didn't mind the situation at all. Being pressed so close against you allowed him to take in your comforting scent and hold you close at the same time. Izuku was flustered to admit that he wouldn't mind you being like this for the rest of the day. Though, as the next stop had you precisely pushing back on his crotch, eliciting a gasp as he felt his manhood come to life beneath your rear. He held his breath as he begged for you to not notice, he'd be mortified. All hope of you being oblivious to his boner were tossed into a blender when you leaned back against him. His eyes went wide with horror as your butt pressed right onto his bulge, he gnawed his lip to keep himself from making a noise. You froze and Izuku felt his heart stop beating.

You only smirked and pushed back once more, grinding your ass against his crotch. You could feel him hard and twitching through your clothing. "Y/N d-don't...!" Izuku stuttered, squeezing his eyes shut as his hips bucked into the friction despite his protest. "N... no, n-not here...!" You have him a pouty face, a whiny complaint at the tip of your tongue before a smug smile spread across your glossy lips instead. You made a disappointed noise but moved your hips away from his crotch. "Fine." You hummed, pushing yourself more against the window. Izuku gaped at you, slack-jawed as you pretended like you hadn't just been grinding against him on a public train. Even worse was that he felt his cock throb uncomfortably hard within his pants, testing the fabric as you peacefully left him alone and wanting. He had told you to stop... but... Izuku bit back a whine of frustration as his head fought with his body. One pleading for reason and the other some sort of stimulation. He shuddered, feeling himself brushing against his pants with every nervous shift of his overheating body. He was so hard, this wasn't fair! So with pink cheeks and half-lidded eyes, the green-haired boy allowed his shaking hands to grasp your hips and pull you away from the window and back against his body. You replied with a questioning hum, looking over your shoulder to see a woefully horny Izuku staring back at you with pleading green eyes. He wanted you so bad, you could see it in the way he gazed at you as if you held a treat in your palm, and yet you continued to tease.

He had told you to wait after all, so you could play dumb. "What is it, sweetie?" You asked innocently, a pure smile masking your sinister intentions as he whimpered and squirmed behind you. He murmured something unintelligible, and you raised your brows with an amused tilt of your head. "What was that? Speak up, Izzy." Midoriya shifted behind you again, mouth gone dry as his tongue wetted his chapped lips, a bashful look in his face. "I... p... please don't stop." He whispered, moving one hand back up to the handle to keep you both steady as the train started moving once more. "You're really okay with fucking your girlfriend on a crowded train? Hm, how naughty..." You giggled under your breath so only he could hear. His face was blazing with embarrassment, but the heat in his loins burned hotter. Izuku was ashamed of how much he wanted to, even though he knew all of the reasons he shouldn't. His hips rocked into you again and you gasped when you felt his hardness pressing between your cheeks. Grinning you turned your head to peer over your shoulder at him, the mischievous excitement gleaming in your entrancing eyes, reflecting the same giddy desire in his own jade pools. "Take it out." You breathed, and he felt his jaw go slack. You couldn't possibly mean...? Your hips rolled against his again, insistently, and he felt his inhibitions leave. He gave in to his desire to press his cock into the friction. He bit down on his lip and hastily pulled down his fly, tugging on his All Might boxers to allow his length to slip through the slit in his pants. His fingers lift your skirt, quickly hiding his modesty underneath the pleated material.  He felt his excitement twitch when his tip bumped into your thigh. Parting your thighs ever so slightly you reached down beneath your skirt as discreetly as possible and pulled at the elastic of your panties, leaning back and allowing Izuku's flushed red cock to slip under the fabric and brush against your heat. Izuku bit down hard on his lip as the head of his cock dragged subtly over your outer lips. You were already so wet. Face dark with a deep blush, his wide green eyes scan the other passengers, paranoid as all hell of being caught. Sure, your skirt did a good enough job of concealing his dick between your thighs, but there was still so much risk. He bit down on his lip when the thrill of the possibility of being caught made him throb with desire. You pressed your thighs back together once he slid into your panties, the softness of your thighs and hot cunt surrounding him making him gasp. Licking your lips you ground your ass back against him. Izuku used the arm still firmly wrapped around your belly to pull you even closer. And then you began to rock your body back and forth—not too obviously as to not alert the other passengers—pumping his cock between your thighs and allowing your wetness to drip down onto him, covering his shaft in your slick. To any onlookers, you could pass as an overly-affectionate couple just trying to get home. You could just barely hear him whimpering with closed lips, trying to prevent any sounds from escaping. You knew this would be a challenge for Izuku since he was often quite uncontrollably vocal when it came to sex. You often made him feel so good that he could never contain his moans, babbling endlessly. Now his teeth remained clenched, eyes squeezed shut tight as he struggled to keep his noises in.

“Hah… look at you, the number one hero fucking my thighs where anyone could see us.” You breathed out with a honey-sweet whisper, almost taunting him. He let his mouth fall open as he drank in your incriminating words. A delighted shiver befell his figure as you continued to talk, knowing how easily your voice triggered him. “Mmh, what would… what would your fans think if they knew how dirty Deku could be?”

Soon Izuku started moving his hips along with yours, cock rubbing against your sensitive clit, the head repeatedly poking into the front of your panties and stretching the thin cotton with each thrust against your pussy. He was making small grunting sounds under his breath now, fingers flexing as they twisted your shirt in his grip. "Y/N... Y/N please... hah." Izuku began to pant and whine into your shoulder, nose buried in your neck as his hips shakily chased the friction of your thighs and slit rubbing against his cock. His hips sped as he approached his orgasm, and right before he stuttered out that he was about to cum you reached down and aligned him with your entrance. You hummed, shoving your hips back, his cock trembled within your tight pussy, hips slapping against your own as his green eyes rolled back and he choked down his moan. "N-no don't...!" Izuku hissed, his words smearing themselves across your shoulder. Your pussy was squeezing around him so tightly, your velvet walls all but sucking on his cock as his vision began to spot with blots of white. "I can't... take it..." You slammed your hips back against him, prompting Izuku to grab them as he began to fuck you harder than probably appropriate given the situation. Luckily the chatter of the crowd and the noises of the train moving along masked the wet squelching sound of him pumping in and out of you. "Y-Y/N I'm... I'm gonna c-cum." he warned, biting down on the inside of his cheek when your hips only bucked faster. You were getting close, eyelids fluttering and pearling with pleasured tears as you reached out for your release and threw caution into the wind. "Inside, baby, don't make a mess, o-oh, or we might get c-caught." You huskily whispered back, walls flexing around his cock as he rutted his hips faster. His foggy green eyes darting in every direction to make sure no one was watching.

"Oh, a-angel I'm-I'm gonna be t-too loud, I can't." He huffed, still fucking himself into your warmth despite his own objection. "My hips won't stop moving. I—I oh, nnnmff...!" You turned your head suddenly and captured his lips with your own to smother his involuntary noises. You moaned softly as felt your pleasure peak, finding your own release around his twitching cock. Izuku's world blurred as he buried himself as deep as possible before a high-pitched mewl ripped itself from his throat, only to be muffled by your lips swallowing his sounds as he finally came inside of you. His balls emptied themselves within your hot cunt, his cum filling you up to the brim as the two of you struggled to mask your distinct orgasm faces. You fanned at your blisteringly hot cheeks and wiped the thin line of drool from your parted lips, trying not to pant too loudly. Before Izuku could pull out, the train came to a screeching stop. Always the quick thinker when it came to protecting you, he shot one arm out to keep you steady. At least a third of the passengers riding the train departed in a stream of chatter and shuffling feet, leaving you with a lot more room to move around in. A few people stepped on as the others filled out, but it was nowhere near as cramped as it had been before.

The intercom of the train rang out, filling your ears: “Next stop, Musutafu station.”

As quietly as possible, Izuku pulled out of you and hastily tucked himself back into his pants. You had expected to feel uncomfortable with his cum still inside of you, but all you felt was warmth and a stupidly happy smile pulling at your lips. You shivered when you felt Izuku's lips press against your shoulder blade and then the shell of your ear. "You're in so much trouble when we get home." He breathed into your ear, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Still high on endorphins and your usual light-hearted silliness, you laughed. "You liked it." You teased, swiftly whipping your head around to catch his lips with yours in a brief peck. He avoided your eyes, embarrassed. "Admit it, coward." He grinned at you with a playful tilt of his head, feigning innocence. "Keep talking and you won't get to cum tonight." Izuku's eyes darkened, but you only giggled, the brat in you spurred by his attempt to intimidate you. As if such a punishment was threatening! You didn't need to cum to have a good time, all of his threats were futile! Plus Izuku never had it in him to deny you any sort of pleasure. Even during rough roleplays he could never follow through completely, breaking character just to tell you he loved you and that you could have whatever you wanted. "Ooh, kinky." You wiggled your eyebrows, lips pressed together prettily as you stared at him with wide doe-ish eyes, fluttering your tantalizing lashes. "Is that a promise?" His face went a bright crimson red, one hand swooping up to cover his flustered face and you only wheezed harder.

[artmunstudios]

What's 2 similarities & 2 differences U have noticed between Ozpin & Oscar?

Aaahh I was wondering if you were going to ask me! I’ve been seeing you around asking this question and the answers have all been interesting! So I’ll take on a response that people aren’t taking on then, yes? This will be a long post, so if anyone is interested in reading past the first analysis just click the ‘read more’!

Their Origins

Ozpin is at the core based off of two characters. One of those characters, Oscar is also connected to. There are obviously more characters and whatnot they reference, but for the sake of simplicity, I will only be addressing their clear initial inspiration. Ozpin is based off of The Wizard of Oz, also known as Professor Oz primarily in the Oz Book Series; but his full name is Oscar Zoroaster Phadrig Isaac Norman Henkle Emmannuel Ambroise Diggs, which he abbreviated to Ozpin Head. (Thank you @immortal-green-snom for this tidbit!!!) In the book series, after he had left in the air balloon in an attempt to help Dorothy get home, Professor Oz was revealed to have done a lot of slimy and heinous things to keep the throne of the Emerald City, and by extension, the Land of Oz itself. While he does get better in the latter books he reappears in, he was portrayed as being manipulative, a bit pathetic, but extremely intelligent and a master of illusions. I wouldn't be surprised if the writers of RWBY were trying to get that across in Ozpin's traits, but to be quite honest, they kinda failed at making him even a morally grey character, as a lot (not all, he isn't guitless, but again, a lot) of the arguments used in-show, and the FNDM itself, are all about things that were either not in his control, or something that was painted as being his fault/harmful, but was actually the opposite of the situation. The biggest example of this is Raven trying to trick Yang and Weiss into believing Ozpin had forced her and Qrow to become birds/have the ability to do so. In a lot of ways, Ozpin and Professor Oz are actually opposites of one another in terms of personalities, which may have in actuality been the overall intention CRWBY had, but we can only speculate. Professor Oz is extremely selfish, while Ozpin is selfless, even to a point where it actually becomes harmful to others. Professor Oz would have done anything to be in power, while Ozpin has done everything to relinquish himself of a position of power, which I find very interesting. This may be due to him even trying to somehow relinquish the burden the God of Light has placed on Oz as a whole, but is ultimately unable to give up that specific task. Even though, truthfully, he needed to relinquish that particular stronghold all along. Professor Oz is clearly a leader, and despite his negative traits, is actually a very good one. Ozpin...as much as I love him as a character, is not the greatest leader. He is, however, an excellent advisor/second-in-command. Professor Oz is only a mere mortal man pretending to be something more, while Ozpin is something bigger than a mortal man, but is pretending to be nothing but a man. Expanding upon this, they also are desperate to be the opposite of what they are. Professor Oz wants to be what he portrayed himself as, and for Ozpin, it's very much the same situation. There is a lot more I could say, but let's move on to Oscar!

Oscar Pine, like Ozpin, is based off of two characters at the core. Again, it is likely that he represents more than two, but for the sake of simplicity, let's discuss only the two. From the moment I saw Oscar, I knew right away that he was based off of my favorite character from the Oz Book Series...Tip. Tip, short for Tippetarius, was too a farmboy who longed for much more, who knew that there was more out there, despite being notably content in their lifestyle. The only difference was that Tip was a slave to an evil witch, but he escapes her in the second chapter with a companion. He is described as being just like any boy; rugged, mischievous, playful, and a lover of all things fun while still being quite shrewd. Unlike Ozpin and Professor Oz, Tip and Oscar are, in fact, extremely alike. Even down to their colors and appearance. Despite how Tip is colored, he actually has light brown skin (though considering the time period, we all know why this fact was dismissed), and black hair. And his treasured beanie cap was green and orange. His clothes also had a primary color scheme of brown, and were dirty due to the work he had done on the farm. Oscar and Tip have the exact same personalities, which was what affirmed to me that Oscar was meant to be his primary parallel. What got me the most was their sarcasm. Tip is still the most sarcastic and genuinely street-smart protagonists in the Oz Books. Not to say there were no other protags like that, but there was something to be said about how Tip was one of the few protagonists to actually act as a leader in the traveling group. Just like Oscar, Tip is also quite emotional, and they both have a sharp temper that they express not in loud outbursts, but by quips that you know could be quite hurtful if they wanted them to be. However, between the two, Tip is the loudest, should you put them in the same room. However, I suspect that as time goes on, Oscar might start becoming quite vocal when he doesn't like something, as I've noticed that the more he develops, the more he acts like Tip. Their behaviors are similar as well; when something personal is going on between two parties who clearly knew each other before him, both Oscar and Tip have a tendency to hang back and simply let the moment play out. They both start out as being sort of bystanders, just going with the flow while occassionally giving very good advice/strategies, but they start to become more of a leader as time goes on. In fact, leadership seems to be in their blood. There is actually a reason for this.

Ozma of Oz

There is a single thread that connects both Oscar and Ozpin, and that is the second primary character they represent. That character is the infamous Princess/Queen Ozma of Oz. Ozma, in many ways, is a lot like both Ozpin and Oscar; and may be the kind of person they become once the merging is complete. She is shrewd, but gentle. Sarcastic and blunt, but very elegant and fun-loving. They have a particular grace in how they handle their politics, but she admittedly gets into more trouble than rulers of kingdoms should. She is, ultimately, the perfect archetype of a ruler. And had completely reformed The Emerald City to be an environment that is very much like Vale's open-mindedness, with the advanced technology and efficiency of Atlas. Ozma, in the books, was actually revealed to be Tip; or rather, Tip was Ozma. After being transformed into a boy as a baby by a witch under Professor Oz's command, they were whisked away by said witch, and had been working under that witch until they had escaped as a young boy. Many speculate that Ozma was meant to represent the transgender community, and I know many transgenders see Ozma as an icon. Frank Baum was the type of guy that wrote things that were ahead of his time, and seen as very controversial by the few who could actually read the metaphors planned out. It was even implied in the later books that Ozma and Dorothy get married, and there were many illustrations made from the original novel illustrators of Ozma and Dorothy looking like a couple. What's even greater is that despite the change of gender from Tip to Ozma, she still very much contains her boyish traits despite the frills and queenly garb. As stated in one of the last lines in the second Oz Book;

"I hope none of you will care for me less than you did before. I am still the same Tip you know..."

When I realized Oscar was Tip, I knew Ozma was going to be put into the equation. I just,,,, wasn't expecting..... t h a t.

Oscar and Ozpin

Time to actually answer the question I was asked JSDJFDKDFKFK--

Oscar and Ozpin are different in one particular way: Trust. Ozpin trusts nobody. Truthfully, he doesn't even trust himself, I don't think, and that is likely why he didn't have much of a plan these days. He doesn't trust himself to be competent enough to complete the task assigned to him, he doesn't trust humanity to pass, hell, I don't think he even trusts the Gods to be capable of taking care of humanity considering the shit job they did in the past, and how poorly they have handled Ozma and Salem. In simple terms, Ozpin trusts too little. Oscar, on the other hand, trusts...a little too much. There, I said it. And I'm willing to say it again. Oscar trusts too much. Whether or not that will change after the end of V7 and what happened in V8 is left for debate. Oscar seems almost incapable of seeing the downside in some situations, like, for example, confronting a General who has completely gone off the deep end, unarmed and alone. And he trusted a man who needlessly beat the shit out of him for something that nobody, not even Salem, were truly at fault for. And while that trust paid off, unlike how it did in the past, it is a bit of an alarming trait that I genuinely think will simmer down either after all that happened in V8, or it will eventually when that trust truly bites him in the ass.

Another polarization between Oscar and Ozpin: faith. This ties in a little bit with the trust theme, but there is enough to talk about on its own. While Ozpin does believe that humanity is overall good, I think he has lost faith in their capability to work together long enough for there to be any sort of permanent peace. And, admittedly, he isn't wrong to think that. I think you would have to be very foolish if you genuinely think there will ever be a point where humanity will stop fighting amongst themselves; in other words, Ozpin is fully aware that the God of Light's task is genuinely impossible. And honestly? I think the GoL knows it is, too. Oscar has faith as well, but he views the dire circumstance in a different way that may be the key to solve the seemingly unending puzzle of Salem and their task. He gets faith in humanity not through the overall picture, but in the smallest things. Oscar likely believes that it doesn't matter if all of humanity is united, because he too knows that will never happen. But, he is certain that there is a lot more power in the smallest of unions and actions; a racist woman reforming and helping to comfort a faunaus child. A woman who helped a group of people tear down a kingdom realize the fault of their actions, and try to save another kingdom's people. A man who, while being genuinely wise, was so blinded by rage that he could not see past his own nose, change in order to save what little good has sprouted from something so terrible that he helped sow. The little things matter so much more, and unlike Ozpin, he doesn't think that they need to grow any further than that.

So, what makes them similar? Two distinct things. They both are very personal. Even if it is in different forms of expressing, Oscar and Ozpin are quite personal, especially when it comes to their advice. But they also really feel for the person they are talking to. And while Ozpin felt Hazel was too far gone, he felt for him and understood and even agreed with his anger. Their empathy is truly something else; and it is also their weakest point. Not to say that having empathy is bad, but their empathy leads into another trait that they have in common... They let people walk all over them. All. The. Time. To a point where it is actually very frustrating, and it even hinders their development as characters. Ozpin let Ironwood walk all over him, and never spoke in defense for himself. Ozpin let the council walk all over him, and never defended himself. Ozpin allowed for so much of the blame to be placed on his own shoulders, that it is extremely unhealthy, and something I wish the show would address, but have come to accept that it won't. Especially when this trait is reflected in Oscar as well. He blamed himself for failing to convince Ironwood, he allowed for Jaune to verbally and physically attack him, and outright refused to let Jaune apologize. They both brush off their wellbeing so often, that watching Oscar do the same only confirms to me the suspicions I had as to why everyone was genuinely so blind to figure out what was going on in their heads and when they were struggling. Because both Oscar and Ozpin refuse to acknowledge their own struggles and shortcomings.

But, to be frank, that is more of a writing issue than a character reflection, in my personal opinion. And I'll continue to see it that way until the show actively acknowledges that unhealthy behavior.

There ya go! My very very long analysis of Oscar and Ozpin; I hope I brought something unique among the batch of this question!

[hanniebvnnie]

stray kids when their s/o is pregnant with multiples—

written by: 🐝

genre: fluff

warnings: pregnancy, swearing

thank you to @mrsunshine999 for requesting this!!

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bang chan ♡

• chan’s so prepared to be a father!!

• he’s terrified, as most first time parents usually are, but he’s so so so SO excited to be having kids with you

• he’s even happier when he finds out you’re having twins

• “i want more 🥺🥺”

• “they haven’t even cOME OUT YET-“

• “could u squeeze out more babies please 🥺🥺🥺”

• chan is sosososo protective of you

• it’s really sweet actually

• he’s always touching you in some way, just wanting to make sure you and the babies nearby

• chan likes to touch ur bump

• like,, A LOT,,,

• if he could choose, he’d never let go ☺️☺️

• chan definitely spends a lot of his spare time thinking of names for ur kids

• unfortunately, neither of you can seem to agree on anything

• you both decide to wait until after the babies are born to come up with something

minho ♡

• okay so y’all are having triplets

• he’s thrilled

• get used to ridiculous name ideas tho,,

• “babe...”

• “yes, minnie?”

• “could we pleeeeaaase call the babies soonie, doongie and dori??”

• you: 😐😐😐

• minho: 👁👄👁

• “absolutely not”

• “bABE PLEASE-“

• much like chan, he’s fiercely protective of u

• if anyone so much as looks at u the wrong way, they’re getting a shoe thrown at their head

• and when ur babies are finally born he’s the same

• one of his cousins said the babies weren’t even that cute and i’m pretty sure he burst a blood vessel trying to suppress the urge to throw a table or smth 👀👀

changbin ♡

• not to roast him or anything but when the sonographer said y’all were having quadruplets he passed out,, in the middle of the sonography room,,,

• “can you check again??”

• “sir i’ve checked 1000 times, i’m certain-“

• “just chECK AGAIN-“

• once changbin got over the initial anxiety, he was over the moon about it

• “damn, is my sperm on steroids or smth??”

• “changbin pls 😭😭”

• he’s seriously caring tho

• he always makes sure you’re on time to your prenatal classes and doctors appointments

• and he’s all read up on the latest child rearing tips and tricks 😌😌😌

• but absolutely expect changbin to pop ur pregnancy ball from bouncing on it too hard

• (we all know changbin has a phat ass)

hyunjin ♡

• you were both really nervous about having triplets, but hyunjin more so than you

• mostly bc he felt so powerless

• you were carrying T H R E E babies when most people only have O N E

• so he promised himself that he’d be there for every moment of your pregnancy, holding your hand every step of the way just to make sure you never felt intimidated or alone

• 😭😭😭 don’t mind me 😭😭😭😭 just sobbing over hyunjin 😭😭😭😭😭

• he buys designer baby clothes all 👏the 👏time👏

• u try and tell him to slow down but he doesn’t listen

• “c’moooon, we’re having triplets! we’re gonna need lots of baby clothes!”

• “not designer baby clothes! they’re just gonna poop and puke all over them!”

• “idc, no child of mine will be dressing like some n00b”

jisung ♡

• ur pregnancy was quite a tough one

• you both knew it was likely gonna be that way, but that didn’t stop it from being any less difficult

• “these kids kick too damn much”

• “c’mon, it’s a good thing they’re kicking. it means they’re healthy and active.”

• “that’s not the issue, it’s that they’re kicking each other and i’m getting caught in the crossfire”

• “do you need me to have a word with them?”

• “sure?” 🤨🤨

• “hey, you two. quit fighting”

• *the babies continue to beat the crap out of each other, elliciting a groan from you”

• “don’t make me come in there! i’m your father and you will listen to me.”

• it didn’t help much but it’s the thought that counts

• (dad!jisung has me so soft 🐝)

• on a similar note, jisung ALWAYS knows how to lift ur mood when ur feeling particularly hormonal or sensitive

• whether it’s giving you a back massage and cuddles

• or just listening to you vent

• jisung tries his hardest to be a supportive presence bc having twins is a big deal and not everyone knows what ur going through

felix ♡

• being pregnant with triplets was an experience to say the absolute least

• ur pregnancy was so w e i r d

• strong!! pregnancy!!! cravings!!!!

• onion rings with strawberry jam 🤢🤢

• pickle juice and vanilla icecream 🤢🤢🤢

• apple slices and mustard 🤢🤢🤢🤢

• felix insists on cooking for u

• he’s so disgusted by ur food cravings, but pretends not to be bc ur so sensitive that any sort of criticism will have you bawling ur eyes out

• and if you start crying, so does felix

• and then everyone starts crying

• felix is sosososoSO gentle with u

• he’s very careful not to wake you in the night

• and he’ll help you put ur shoes on and get dressed when u get too big to do it on ur own

• which he loves 💕❤️

• looking after you is a big thing for felix, especially with three babies on the way

seungmin ♡

• he had this weird premonition/feeling/dream that y’all were gonna have a lot of kids

• but seungmin could NOT have comprehended that y’all were having quadruplets,,,

• he’s similar to changbin in that he was in a state of shock and disbelief when he found out (unsurprisingly) but it didn’t take long for him to get used to the idea of it

• bc quadruplet pregnancies tend to be shorter, he wanted to get all the important stuff out of the way first

• like putting together the nursery

• he enlisted the help of his group members bc there was just so much stuff to put together

• chan, hyunjin, minho and changbin got the most stuff done, whilst jisung, jeongin and felix sorta just fucked shit up

• you and seungmin sorta just watched from the sidelines like: 🤭😮

• making sure that you felt confident in yourself as a parent was really important to him

• which brings me to this cute fact: seungmin compliments and praises you ALL👏THE👏TIME👏

• “you’re so good at this!”

• “your bump looks so cute, i’m gonna rlly miss it”

• “our kids are rlly lucky to have u as their parent”

jeongin ♡

• jeongin couldn’t make it to the first scan because the weather was so awful and no bus would take him, so you went on your own and called him after to tell him the good news

• “we’re having TWO babies??? in one go???”

• “yes, innie, we’re having twins!!”

• “but I’M a baby!! can u really handle two more???”

• as much as you two both like to joke, ur pregnancy really matured him as a person

• jeongin was determined to be the best possible father for his children, no questions asked 😌😌

• so he read all the books.....

• and went to all the prenatal yoga classes.......

• and did all the things you’re supposed to do.......

• but, for jeongin, that didn’t quite feel like enough

• he only felt ready to be a parent when he spoke with his dad and grandpa, who both confided in him that they felt just as unprepared and inadequate as he did and that’s sorta just a part of being a parent

• fortunately, that gave him a lot more confidence

• and when your due date came, he handled everything so calm and confidently

[tarithenurse]

Impervious

Fandom: MCU / TFATWS Pairing: Sam Wilson x reader Content: Mentions of hate/harrasment, bad weather, sadness, awkwardness, fluff. A/N: This is my contribution to @princessmisery666​ ‘s Daily Mix Challenge! She tossed me a song I’ve never heard before (Skin – by Sabrina Carpenter) and listening to the lyrics I had the image of a highschool prom dance scene where the main character is dancing with the partner while the jealous ass holes are staring daggers....but instead I ended up writing this – oops? Hope you enjoy! And thank you for a lovely challenge!

Impervious

I should delete my Twitter too. The day has only just begun but haters never seem to sleep, filling your online existence with a shit-ton of “negativity”.

It wasn’t as if you had planned it. It just happened!

Thinking back, you can’t help smiling at the memory of that morning a couple of years ago.

Way too early in November, cold and wet and absolutely not a day where you really wanted to be out in the horrendous morning rush and trying to weave in and out between people, with a cooling coffee in one hand, phone in the other, and an umbrella sandwiched dangerously by your shoulder and chin. Nope, the day was shitty and had just plummeted further as you hung up: you’d just had a contract cancelled. At least you wouldn’t be late.

Ready to give up your attempt at adulting (without the prospect of a new gig), you didn’t pay attention to your surroundings for a moment. Just a few seconds. But of course, that’s all it would take to ram straight into someone, crushing the paper cup between the two of you and jostling him to spill his own coffee.

On any other day, you’d probably have handled it more graciously. This day...not so much.

Scrambling for your phone (ugh, it had landed in the biggest puddle available and cracked), you rattled off frantic excuses while trying to hold back the tears. Then your umbrella got snagged by the wind and someone bumped into you, forcing you onto hands and knees and it was all...just...too much.

“Hey baby girl, don’t worry. Don’t cry,” his voice was warm and soothing just like his hands as they gripped yours, brushing off dirt gently with his sleeve, “don’t cry, ’s gonna be fine. See? No harm, no foul.”

There were scars on his hands – especially his knuckles had seen a lot of use, disrupting the gentleness of the dark skin with odd patterns – but they were steady and welcoming then as they cupped your elbows.

Still trying to push out excuses (at this point as much for your own reaction as the accident itself) between hiccups, you were not prepared for him.

His coat was practical and glistening from the rain that gathers on the treated material rather than soak into it...as opposed to your own old jacket that could double as a sponge.

“Just breathe,” he smiled from under the hood, “and stop apologizin’, ‘aight?” Well, you did shut up, too stunned by the crooked smile and the sunshine peeping out at you from his eyes. “That’s better. Lemme just grab this -” he bend for the remains of your phone -”and then...maybe I can offer ya somethin’ warm to drink?”

“Shouldn’t...shouldn’t I do that?” Your voice began to rise once more despite your best intentions. “I wasn’t watchi-”

“Nope.” You liked the way the P popped. “Gotta make sure ya fine...that’s kinda my thing, y’know.”

“O-okay...”

He had done just that: brought you to a warm café and hooked you up with their biggest mocha with chocolate powder on top (he even secured you a seat close to the heater) while still chatting about random things to calm you down.

But then his phone had rang and he’d have to leave.

You never got around to ask about his name...but later, when your brain decided to finally cooperate, you realized you didn’t have to: you had just been helped by Sam Wilson, former Falcon and the new Captain America.

That could have been the end of that.

It left you with dreams you neither wanted to share with anyone nor forget. Something inside you had woken up, wanting company but finding nothing but solitude – not that you technically were alone, of course.

You found yourself reading about Wilson’s heroic deeds both before and after the Avengers...and you kept noticing the little details that people seemed to ignore on the gossip pages or in the headlines. You fell for the man without the wings and shield.

A month later (and thankfully a few seasonal jobs too), you walked from the subway towards your little apartment after a long shoot. It was late and you were too tired to notice much about your surroundings until the winter boots of someone appeared in your lowered field of vision, making you jerk back to attention.

“Didn’t mean to scare ya,” Sam Wilson smiled disarmingly.

You were several blocks from home still. The streetlight flickered, stretching the shadows from a nearby dumpster, and towering above you were windows which all tried to block out the world for the sake of the residents living there.

“What are you doing here?” You bit your tongue in regret immediately. “I-I mean uhm...you didn’t...didn’t scare me...”

If he had been offended, Sam didn’t show it. Instead he just smiled that crooked smile, flashing what you were absolutely certain must be the prettiest tooth gap. “Let me walk ya home for starters?”

“...sure.”

It wasn’t winter anymore inside you when he was there. It was as good as you were ever going to get, knowing your dreams were unrealistic, so of course you decided to enjoy it for a little while. You walked side by side with him, basking in his warm presence until you were chatting as if he was an old friend.

“You still haven’t explained what you’re doing here, Sam.”

The two of you had come to a stop outside your complex. Fidgeting with your keys in the pocket, you wished that you could keep walking with him.

“Well...I was just gonna check in on you but now...this gonna sound crazy,” he pauses to scratch under the scarf, “...I was kinda hopin’ you’d let me finish that coffee with ya some day?”

He was still smiling although a bit more timidly and more towards the winter boots.

“I’d like that.” Inside you, a million sparklers were lit. “Tomorrow?”

“Hey baby girl, what ya smiling like a goof for?”

Sam’s voice calls you back to the real world – a real world where he’s coming over to you on the couch with a big mug of fresh coffee.

“You.” Closing the laptop, you push it away in favour of your boyfriend. “I was remembering how we bumped into each other.”

The memory makes him smile the way you love. “Best day in my life.”

“Same for me.” You kiss him. “I wouldn’t give us up for anything or anyone.” Not even jealous haters.

[euphoricsunflowers]

threat or promise — lee minhyuk

request: hello is it okay if i ask for sub!minhyuk mx? i dont rlly have any thing specific to add to that im so sorry

a/n: it’s really sad but it’s also really cute but like also also horny like minhyuk is a big ass mess but it’s ok we still love him.

word count: 1.6k

content: sub!minhyuk, dom!fem!reader, angst!!, it’s only fem because pegging, pet play, puppy/owner dynamics, you guessed it more pet names because again i am s o f t, praise kink kinda

taglist: @lovingonrepeat @neosincity @sub-hoshi-enthusiest @rosethefae @staranonthoughts @maknaeronix @multidreams-and-desires @mellowriting

you’re usually welcomed home with a sneak attack of kisses and hugs, along with minhyuk loudly ranting about something happening during his day, like how he gave a bird a tostito chip and it wouldn’t leave him alone or how his favorite drink was out so he had to get something else as he drags you to the couch so you could cuddle the night away.

today, though, you’re met with silence. your initial assumption of minhyuk being alseep is wrong: he’s in the living room, scrolling through his phone. he’s biting his lip, staring at the screen with an intense look, and you just can’t figure out what’s going through his head, “minnie?”

he jumps slightly, so you assume he didn’t notice you were there, but his reaction is less than sufficient to make you unsuspicious, “hey y/n.”

you sigh, setting your stuff down before sitting next to him on the couch, “come here, min,” you murmur. he barely can hold himself back for a few seconds before he gives in, falling into your arms, melting and molding against you, allowing you complete control to protect his heart, if just in that moment. it’s also not long before he starts letting out sobs that are so faint, you have to hold your breath if you’re trying to hear them. he uses your shirt to muffle his cries, and while you really don’t give a shit about the shirt, he’s worrying you, “minhyuk, talk to me baby, what do you need? do you wanna talk about it?”

he doesn’t say anything, but he hands his phone to you, which you take hesitantly. it’s off, so he’s not trying to show you anything, but he finally speaks up after a few moments of confusion, “take it away from me.”

“okay, baby, i’ll hold onto it for the time being,” you kissing the crown of his head while rubbing his back, hoping the affection will at least soothe him somewhat, “i’m not going to force you to talk about it, minnie, but if you want to talk to me, i’m here.”

he’s silent, so you take that as a sign he’s not going to talk. his arms are wrapped impossibly tight around you, as if holding on for dear life. his cheek is squished against your chest, and as much as it’s adorable, it’s so painful to see him like this. minhyuk was like the sun, just endlessly energetic and bright and he always had infinite love to give.

“y/n?” he whispers, taking you out of your thoughts.

“yes, baby?” you whisper back with another couple kisses, also running your fingers through his pale blond hair, “what’s on your mind, minnie?”

“they said i was annoying,” he murmurs, struggling to get the words out as he still cries, “they told me that i never shut up and they wish they could mute me sometimes. and usually i can handle it and just laugh it off, but today it was too much.”

it’s heartbreaking, really. minhyuk was such a kind person and yet this person, whoever they were, found it far too easy to hurt him, “thank you for telling me, min. that took a lot of strength. i—”

“am i annoying?” he cuts you off suddenly, but it only makes your heart crack a little bit more.

“of course you’re not, darling. you have so much life in you, you’re always making me laugh with your antics or making me smile with your work stories. i wouldn’t change a single thing about you, not ever,” you see him smile ever so slightly, and though it’s not enough to completely make his pain go away, his smile is a familiar sight that you’re so relieved to see.

“promise?”

“i pinky promise, min,” you hold him just as tight as he holds you, wishing you could take all his pain away.

“could you…” he murmurs softly, “could you distract me?”

“of course min, what do you wanna do? i can play a movie and get some popcorn or we could play a board game or go—”

“no, uhm, i meant something else,” he blushes, and you realize his legs had been wrapped around your left thigh for the entire time he’d been holding onto you, “i promise i’ll be good.”

“baby, you’re always good, what do you mean?” you ask softly, gently cupping his cheek with your hand. he leans into your touch, almost purring at the feeling.

“i promise, i promise i’ll be perfect for you, just please love me, please, i—”

“puppy,” you cut him off this time, because his words break your heart more and more by the second and it’s impossible to take. the nickname immediately changes his demeanor, evident by the fact his body tenses up. he looks up at you with his teary eyes, so you whisper to him, “are you sure you want to? i’d feel like i was taking advantage of you in this state if you’re not one hundred percent sure.”

“please, i’m sure,” he pleads, and you’ve never been one to deny him.

“does my puppy want his owner to fuck him?” you ask, and he nods quickly, desperately, and it makes you chuckle. he was so precious, “alright then, let’s move this to the bedroom.”

he follows behind you before lying down quietly on the bed. he’s silent the whole time you go through your dresser drawer for what you need, which is so unlike him that you turn to make sure he’s still there, and of course he is. he’s staring up at the ceiling vacantly, and you would do anything at this point to help the poor boy.

“strip for me, puppy,” you murmur, and he sits up to throw his shirt off and pull off his shorts and boxer. minhyuk’s never had a big build, always on the thinner side, but good god he looks so small with his shoulders hunched in like that, and it saddens you, “come here, pup, let me take care of you,” he crawls to the edge of the bed, head hung a bit low. you use a finger to lift his chin up, forcing him to look you in the eye, but it’s too much, “min, darling, let’s stop. you obviously—”

“please don’t, y/n, i really need this,” he begs, hands reaching out for you, needing to feel that you’re there, “i know you don’t like it when i’m sad, but i really need to be yours right now. please show me that i’m more than just an annoyance.”

“okay,” you breathe, leaning in for a kiss. it’s so much softer than normal, each movement of yours is filled with love and adoration. you just hope he can feel it as much as you do. you pull back to whisper to him, “let me prep you.”

he nods, grabbing onto the collar of your shirt to pull you on top of him, “ruin me, please.”

you squeeze some lube onto your fingers, warming it up so he doesn’t have to feel the coldness, “i’ll break you into pieces and put you back together beautifully, pup,” he still jumps at the feeling of your fingers touching him, pressing one in gently. he sighs at the feeling, closing his eyes to just simply take it all in. after a few minutes, he’s groaning at the slight stretch when you add another finger, “does that feel good, my pretty puppy?”

“y-yeah,” he stutters adorably, “want you inside me,” though you’d usually make him beg a little bit, tonight would be different. tonight was all about him.

“alright puppy, sit tight for me,” you kiss his forehead as you pull your fingers out, “god, you’re so beautiful. beautiful and absolutely mine.”

he whines at your words, whispering, “yours.”

you press the strap-on against his rim, pushing in when he gives you the green light, “you’re an incredible human being, my minpuppy, you’re so kind, so loving, and so bright,” you murmur as he moans out softly as you slowly push in and out, keeping the pace slow, and yet he’s already lost in the pleasure, “and you’re so, so special. you’re the only one for me, god i never want to let you go. you’re so perfect for me.”

the praise makes him more and more weak and it adds to feeling building up in his stomach more and more each second, “o-oh, fuck, fuck—!”

“you sound so pretty, when you’re close too,” you mutter in between thrusts, “you could cum at any second, but you like waiting for permission, don’t you?”

“l-like making you— oh my god!— proud of me,” he barely gets out as he’s so close, he can feel it coming.

“then make me proud, puppy, cum for me,” you order, and he easily obeys, feeling the warmth wash over him. you watch the white ribbons collect all over his tense stomach as he breathes heavily. you hadn’t touched his cock up until now, but you make sure to jerk him off through his orgasm until he’s given all the cum he’s got. you pull out of him and he all but collapses from all the energy it took, “there you go, puppy, good boy. you’re such a good boy. here, let me go get a rag so i can clean you up—”

“no~,” he whines, “stay with me. i like being dirty for you.”

“keep talking like that and i’ll really ruin you, pup,” you smirk teasingly.

“is that a threat or a promise?” he asks with bright eyes, even though he knows the answer. him being at least somewhat back to his normal self makes this moment so precious.

“promise, puppy, it’s a promise.”

[contrabandhothead]

Hi! I saw your post about requests! :) could I get some BOB head cannons of what it’s like to date them while also being is easy company? :)

I’m so so SO sorry this took so long, and I hope you like it 🤞🏻also, I couldn’t do all of them because school has been keeping me very busy. If you want to send another request, and i’ll do more for you when I have time 💕 Enjoy!

Dick Winters

generally very private about his relationship

mom and dad™ of easy co. 

 i want to say that he puts you on his team during missions, but i feel like he thinks it’s unprofessional 

so he probably puts you on a team with someone he trusts and that he knows won’t take unnecessary risks *cough cough* Speirs *cough cough* 

doesn’t mean he doesn’t get worried though 

give this man a massage please, he’s stressed af  

you’d never want to jeopardize his position though, so you’re generally okay with it 

however, sometimes you get a little lonely 

Dick notices this and tries to clear out a slot in his schedule in order to spend some quality time with you 

treats you like any of the other men, except when you’re alone

king of stolen kisses behind crumbling walls before a battle

very healthy relationship overall 12/10 would be an amazing father 

secretly wants to get married when the war is over 

i’m not saying he definitely proposed on V-E Day but he definitely did it 

cries at the wedding, especially since it’s been so long since he’s seen you all dolled up because of the war 

also cries because he’s finally getting to marry the love of his life 

drunkenly told Nix at his bachelor party about how amazing you would look at your wedding and then went on and on about the specific shade of your eyes

S I M P 

Nix never lets him forget it 

Lewis Nixon

this man 

let’s be for real here 

he has NO idea how to display affection at all, especially because of his past 

so he does what any rich boy would do 

showers you in gifts that you don’t need 

it’s not that you’re ungrateful for them, you just wish he would understand that you don’t love him for his money 

i feel like everyone forgets that he’s lowkey rich 

can’t relate Nix

he will buy you anything he sees you look at for more than a second

always has them delivered by some random Private 

the men tease you RELENTLESSLY for it 

“hey Y/N, what did that overflowing wallet buy you this week?”

“Shut up Tab”

is always worried about you 

especially since he usually isn’t on the battlefield since he moved to staff

you’re fine 

you can definitely handle yourself after Sobel’s training what a fucking dick

takes you out on small simple dates when you guys actually have weekend passes 

the guys always help you get ready for your dates (they see you as a little sister it’s really cute) 

Ron Speirs 

this man 

oh wow 

the flavor 

never really got to see you until Dog Co. was basically absorbed by Easy Co. 

definitely thinks he’s not good enough for you 

when you first introduced the Easy Co. men to him, they thought the exact same thing (they changed their minds after a while though) 

REASSURE THIS MAN. EVERY. STINKIN. DAY. THAT HE IS GOOD ENOUGH. 

P L E A S E 

secretly is a cuddle monster

will 100% sneak into your foxhole to cuddle and will slit anyone’s throat that mentions it 

this man has arms and legs like an octopus when it comes to cuddling 

will pull you back into his arms even if you need to use the bathroom and will not be letting go 

steals you pretty things for absolutely no reason (Ron, no) 

the man is like a freakin magpie

the men of Easy Co. grow to like him more when they realize how happy he makes you and how he doesn’t hurt you 

he actually values their opinion on your relationship a lot

he knows Easy is like family and you’re like the younger sister 

doesn’t show it though 

pushes you away when he feels insecure 

jealous™

surprisingly domestic 

Carwood Lipton 

wholesome but to the max™

you’re both so in love i feel like i’m going to throw up rainbows

signed up for the paratroopers together

i feel like Carwood is the type of person to marry his high school sweetheart 

so yeah, you guys are that™ couple

best aunt and uncle of easy co. 

Lip worries about you just a littleee more than the other men 

he’s just a worry wart in general 

almost threw hands with Sobel once when Sobel insulted you 

he will not stand for anyone insulting his gal 

isn’t as private as Dick is with his relationship, but is known to hide it from superior officers other than Nix and Winters

aka Sobel

was 100% willing to get kicked out of the infantry to defend you from Sobel 

thinks a lot about how good of a mom you’d be, especially when he sees you caring for the men

is also a cuddler, though not nearly as clingy as Ron

just a loose arm to tuck you into his side, especially during Bastogne 

prefers having you on his team, not only because he cares about you, but also because he admires your skill and accuracy 

you’re a damn good shot, and he’d scream it from a mountain for all to hear 

so proud of his gal 

George Luz

you’re either the jokester and the stoic couple, the shy kid and the jokester couple, or the jokester and the jokester couple 

there’s no in between 

cracks terrible jokes just to see you smile 

still tries pick up lines even AFTER you two are dating (even the guys shake their heads)

you two are the entertainment for easy co. let me tell you 

you’re also the only person that can get George to shut up 

you must thank him in kisses he takes no other currency 

clingy baby™

it’s like dating a 12 year old boy sometimes 

he can be so immature but it’s kind of endearing at times

everyone is immediately accepting of your relationship because it just makes sense and you’re both good for each other

wants a hug and a kiss even if you’re just leaving the dining hall to go to the bathroom 

just give the man what he wants or he’ll pout all day until you kiss his cheek 

you guys once had a match of how long you could ignore each other once 

he was surprisingly dedicated 

but he broke 

he snapped like a twig after everyone went to sleep

he dived into your foxhole and begged you to talk to him

he kept snuggling closer to you until you talked to him again

Joe Toye 

rough on the outside, soft on the inside  

brings you flowers when he asks you out (surprisingly very traditional and respectful when he asks you out)

everyone has a good time when Toye is with you, he loosens up a lot more 

loves when you pet his hair and he can just stare up at the stars while laying in your lap 

he’s just as bad as Speirs when it comes to cuddling 

a cuddle bug but won’t admit it 

actually might be worse than Speirs when it comes to cuddling because he can actually sneak into your bunk while you’re sleeping 

also wants to fight Sobel when Sobel insults you and actually almost threw hands 

he almost got court martialed and was 2 steps away from getting up in Sobel’s face before Guarnere and Luz stopped him

hands down the dumbest thing he has ever done 

you were so mad at him for it 

you didn’t talk to him for a week 

you felt bad because he was always giving you those puppy dog eyes from across the dining hall 

Joe gets teased by the guys for being sweet on you  

“at least I got a broad! the rest of ya’ can’t really say that much.”

will not hesitate to let you win during arm wrestling 

he’s not allowed to arm wrestle with you anymore because the guys know he’s just letting you win 

you’re his #1 fan during arm wrestling 

look at those arms tho

Joe  Liebgott   

y’all thought Toye was soft 

OH BOY 

the way Joe acts around you is definitely bullying material for the other guys 

Lieb drinks respect women juice 

thinks you’re so cool 

would probably walk up to random people and be like “that’s her. she’s my girlfriend. can you believe how lucky i am?” 

thinks it’s so cute when you show off your brand new jump wings to him

you just looked so excited 

he wasn’t even staring at the wings when you started rambling about how happy you were, he was just making this stupid in love face

definitely grabbed your face and kissed you hard after that 

he wants SO many kids???? 

ya know those lists that lots of girls have on their phones and it’s just a bunch of future baby names??? that’s Joe 

this man has 8 names

4 girls names and 4 boy names 

he plans to use every name 

just wants to live the domestic life with you after the war 

will freeze his ass off and take your watch just so you can get some extra sleep 

another cuddle monster (they’re multiplying)

whispers really cute things in german to you until you fall asleep

has also almost fought Sobel for shit he said to you 

David Webster 

you help him fit in more with the other guys 

please teach him the art of socializing  

yes, the men have stolen his journal to read all his terrible poetry about you

still gets shit for it to this day 

shares his chocolate bar with you 

longing stares but from across the room 

doesn’t actually take you out until the war is over because he wants to do it right dammit 

has little to absolutely no relationship experience

please teach him 

or better yet, struggle with him and get made fun of by all the guys 

they actually accept Web more now that he’s with you 

cuz Easy Co. loves you 

sends letters all the time when he’s sent to the hospital 

everyone teases him that he acts like he’s more likely married to Liebgott than to you

you’re the only reason the men will stop teasing him 

definitely more badass then him 

you radiate boss energy and that’s what easy co. likes about you 

especially Web

everyone’s like “that’s my girl!”  

and he just smiles in the corner with the rest of them 

Bill Guarnere 

DID I SAY SOFT??? 

S O F T 

weak for his girl 

arm wrestles just to get your attention (flexes all the time for pete’s sake) 

also wants like a gazillion children and talks about it constantly with Liebgott

this man wants an army of little Italian kids 

no one makes fun of you or Guarnere for his actions to get your attention because they don’t want his fist in their face 

people who have almost punched Sobel for making fun of their girl: let’s add Guarnere to the list 

you didn’t ignore him, you just told him off for being an idiot 

if i could describe it, he sulked like a puppy that got told no more treats

so proud of you when you get your jump wings 

probably makes a toast about it at the celebration 

he was so drunk but it was so cute

literally will do anything for your attention 

chugging three bottles of whiskey so Y/N will pay attention to me??? pass the bottle bitch

not a massive cuddle monster but enjoys PDA and the occassional ass slap

probably has slapped your ass in front of company before

this boy has no morals smh 

don’t worry, you get him back though 

Frank Perconte 

worry wart but multiply it by 1000x 

is always bothering you to brush your teeth 

not because he’s scared your breath stinks, but because he cares about you and your oral hygiene 

now gets bullied about oral hygiene and his relationship with you 

ft Skip. “oh Y/N, take me away my princess. did you brush your little pearly teeth??? i would never want your perfect smile to be ruined.” 

Skip has been chased multiple times around Toccoa for this behavior 

will fight anyone that thinks you’re not a good shot 

is amazed how good you are at darts (knows you’re better than Buck) 

does share a foxhole with you 

is NOT part of the monster cuddler club because he knows when to stop 

has not arm wrestled for your attention but will if so needed 

always needs attention

whiny 12 year old boy P.2

sometimes it’s like you’re dating Luz as well 

Luz has purposefully third wheeled before 

yes, you heard me 

ON PURPOSE

likes spontaneous dates 

would fight Sobel for you but isn’t stupid enough to almost do it 

Buck Compton  

realized he had heart eyes for you before his old girl broke it off with him

WAS RELIEVED WHEN SHE SAID SHE WAS DONE WITH HIM IN BASTOGNE 

the other Easy men were like “dude, what the hell are you waiting for. GO GET YOUR GIRL!” 

let’s you win at darts 

is also stupid and needy enough to arm wrestle for your attention

actually wins though 

wants you to kiss his guns (absolutely not sir) 

jealous and protective 

jealous af around Winters 

gets teased a lot about it by the other men

but they can see why he’s insecure about it, Winter’s could sweep any girl he wanted to off her feet

indeed a cuddle monster 

will only share a foxhole with you in Bastogne 

no one else

radiator of heat and thus a good cuddler though 

will only let you make fun of him without repercussions 

wants you to move in as soon as the war is over

always demands to be in your unit during an attack

will keep you safe at all costs (and one of the reasons why he got shot in the ass again) 

Floyd Talbert 

THE ABSOLUTE SWEETEST BABY 

 people use to bully Tab for his condom shipments

now they bully him for the way he acts around you 

tough guy??? no. absolute stick of melted butter when around you 

thinks you’re a saint 

so does the rest of Easy though, so I guess it doesn’t matter

they had everyone from Easy give him a pep talk just to ask you out (Trigger even barked at him) 

he was actually worried you would reject him 

no one will ever reject that man lol it doesn’t make sense

not necessarily a cuddle monster

DEFINITELY A PDA MONSTER THOUGH 

likes when you sit on his lap 

can’t explain it, it just makes sense

will also arm wrestle for your attention 

will honestly do anything for you 

you need me to bring you Jupiter in a jar??? 

sure babe I’ll be right back 

has specific pet names for you 

his favorites are buttercup, angel, and beautiful

Babe Heffron 

P U R E 

does not get bullied for being in a relationship with you because everyone loves him

not a single person in this company, including you, would hesitate to sacrifice their life for that replacement 

whines a lot to you when you don’t give him attention

will arm wrestle for your attention and loses

has not had the chance to fight Sobel before but I feel like he could if he wanted to 

will tear Dike to shreads if he even mutter one hateful word against you 

cuddle monster #2323293

enjoys being the little spoon and the big spoon while in the foxhole 

shares his food with you during meals 

will not hesitate to get shot in the ass for you 

also will not hesitate to get shot for you in general 

is like an angry 6 year old baby when you don’t pay attention to him

is known to give the silent treatment when you’re too busy to talk to him for days

MAKE TIME FOR HIM DO IT NOW 

wants you to meet his Ma in Philly after the war 

has many hopeful dreams that include you after the war 

will only share chocolate with you and Gene

give him a hug, even when he says he doesn’t need it

Eugene Roe 

HOLY SWEET JESUS 

FIRST OFF 

NO ONE IN THEIR GODDAMN RIGHT MIND WOULD EVER MAKE FUN OF YOU, ESPECIALLY AROUND DOC

this man has so many pet names 

he is not afraid to use them on the battlefield, especially if you’re bleeding out because he’ll know you’ll answer to them

“darlin’, mon amour, ma mie, ma belle, ma chérie” 

 please stop Gene, it’s embarassing but also like don’t stop

get us a defibrillator his heart stopped while he was looking at you and we need to do CPR NOW-

thinks you’re the most beautiful girl ever

is not dumb enough to arm wrestle for your attention

he just makes this grumpy or upset face and you catch on quickly 

he’s also not dumb enough to fight Sobel

BUT HE WILL FIGHT ANY SOLDIER WITH THE AUDACITY TO INSULT YOU 

is always worrying about you

especially in Bastogne 

always jumping into your foxhole to check for any wounds

probably lost his sizzuhs that way

always has extra bandages just for you 

treats you with tender care

Donald Malarkey 

THE CUTEST COUPLE EVER

NOT EVEN SKIP HAS THE HEART TO MAKE FUN OF YOU 

is not dumb enough to fight Sobel for you 

doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to punch him though 

is dumb enough to arm wrestle for your attention 

it lowkey depends on the day though 

i mean 

he doesn’t need to arm wrestle for you to admire his arms 

like, have you seen that gif of him taking of his shirt???

loves cuddles in your foxhole but is not a cuddle monster

he’s a big baby when he gets tired

loves it when you take care of him 

has definitely fallen asleep once on your shoulder during watch 

would run up Currahee with full gear 3 times just to see you smile

he needs a hug. give him one now. 

likes to rest his chin on your head 

also wants you to move in (and maybe get married) after the war

treats you kindly, but he’s still a sarcastic little shit 

kiss his muscles

that was literally so long i can’t believe i finished

[jayankles]

Spelled Eyes: Part 2

Pairing: Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Cas x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader

Summary: You just wanted to have a snack, it could have been a horrible one but your memory doesn’t serve you very well after consuming it.

Word Count: 1206

Warnings: Smut, a/b/o dynamics

Kinktober Day 11: Threesome or Moresome - @becs-bunker

Written for @spnkinkbingo | @spnabobingo

Squares Filled: Titty Fucking | Dominant Omega

They didn’t mean to eat the sweet again - at the same time. It just happened. Your eyes had frosted over and changed to a lilac colour. The Alpha men were suddenly in your room and you lay there with a smile on your face, your hand pressed over your clothed pussy, fingers toying with yourself.

You moaned when your fingers found their way under your pants and into your panties. The pad of your fingers pressing against your clit, circling your nub a little faster.

Sam was the first one to move, pouncing on you like a lion. He took charge, lying flat on his stomach as your hand was tossed out of your panties, your underwear being dragged down your legs and they found themselves falling to the floor across the room.

He hooks his arms under your thighs and he dives straight in, tongue devouring your pussy, lapping up all the slick your body had already given to him. He sucked them down, drinking your juices as if he was a man who hadn’t drank a single drop in days. He was powerful and he knew it, you knew it too, especially when his long tongue was on you. The way he flicked his tongue and licked a long, wet line through your soaking wet folds; it made your eyes roll to the back of your head. 

“You smell so fucking good, Omega,” he inhales. “Taste even better.”

Your legs closed on their own accord, caging his head between your thighs. Sam groaned, feeling your whole body pulse around him. His groan only egged you on with the vibrations he sent through your whole body.

“Castiel, come fuck my throat.” You demanded as he palmed himself through his slacks. From the corner of your eye, you saw the elder Winchester with no shame, his jeans around his knees, pumping his already half hard cock, his knot already swelling at the thought of being inside your sweet Omega pussy.

Sam’s tongue worked so good against you, so much so that you forget about his older brother and their best friend, that was until Dean coughed to gain your attention.

“Dean, Alpha, I’m sorry. Come suck my titties and if you do a good job, you can fuck my ass.” You said sweetly, playing with your nipple in one hand and the other hand threading through Sam’s hair as he continued to eat you out.

Dean’s eyes lit up at your words, instantly pulling off his shoes and dragging his jeans down the rest of his legs. He stood there in all his glory, save for his henley and checkered flannel. He was so beautiful. Gorgeous in fact, but your attention was once again drawn away from a Winchester. It was hard to rip your attention away from him as he maintained eye contact with you as he jerked himself but it was when the tip of Castiel’s dick traced your lips. You couldn’t smell him until now, even Sam’s strong scent being overpowered by the Alpha angel.  It was Castiel who had your attention now; he alone drowned out all the other scents..

His cock asked all the permission he needed to open your mouth and invite him in. Your mouth was wet and warm, his cock easily filling you up and hitting the back of your throat. You almost gagged at how big he was, how deep he was.

You couldn’t concentrate on any of the Alphas. There was way too much for you to focus on their movements separately. Dean had already stripped down to nothing and before you knew it, he had crawled onto the bed, his plush lips pressing to your chest.

Castiel’s hips move back and forth and you choke on his cock when Dean bites down on your nipple and Sam unexpectedly plunges his cock inside your pussy. Tears sprung to your eyes, it was all too much to handle but they continued to fuck your holes and suck on your nipples. These brothers and the angel were going to be the death of you; they had definitely ruined every man for you. Sam’s hips snapped into your ass, your breasts bouncing with every move he made.

You felt Castiel’s dick twitch inside of your mouth and you worked him a little harder by bobbing your head up and down as much as you could, trying to get him as deep as your throat would allow. Gripping onto whatever you couldn’t fit into your mouth, you pumped him in time with your mouth. 

Not too long after your ministrations, he came with a grunt. He grabbed the back of your head, his dominant Alpha side kicking in, keeping his cock in your throat as he doubled over and spilled his seed down your throat. When he was satisfied, he pulled his cock from you, flopping down on the bed next to you. He needed time to recuperate for another round when he was ready and the Winchesters were ready to have their way with you.

Dean scraped his teeth against your nipple before promptly pulling away, a long line of spit still connecting the two of you. Suddenly, he was on top of you, on his knees while straddling your stomach. He had something in mind and you were fairly certain that you were going to enjoy it.

“Squeeze your tits together, Y/N, and open your mouth. Nice and wide for me, Omega.” You did as you were told, your mouth opening wide and your boobs were squeezed around Dean’s cock.

“I want you and Sam to fuck me at the same pace.” You moaned as Sam continued to fuck you but at your words, he slowed down. He moved your legs, lifting them so he changed the angle he was fucking you.

“Is this what you want, Omega. Want us to fuck you till you pass out?” Sam grunted, his words in perfect unison with each and every one of his thrusts.

You moaned in affirmation, you definitely wanted them to destroy you. You wanted them to fuck you until you couldn’t move, couldn’t see straight, couldn’t even begin to forget the mark that they had left on you.

Dean pulled his hips back, just enough so that his cock was almost out of your breast but he thrusted forward, his thighs rocking over you.

“You like that, sweetheart, you like when Dean fucks your titties? You like when I fuck your pretty little pussy?” Sam coos at you, his eyes gluing to your face as it contorts with pleasure.

Dean’s swollen tip teases your tongue, you lick over the tip of his cock, tasting the precome that's leaking from his head. Dean lets out sporadic breaths when your mouth captures his cock every time he thrusts himself through your breasts.

“Fuck, yes. I love it when you give it to me.” You almost cried, your words interrupted by Dean’s cock. You saw his stomach visibly tighten along with his balls. You dropped your hold of your breast pushing Dean away from you. You wanted him somewhere else. “Dean, wait, I want you to come in my ass. Cas, you want to come on my face?”

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[writingtoforgetreality]

Stuck with U (Peter Hale x Reader)

[Teen Wolf-Masterlist]

Summary: The only thing the pack wanted to do was to find the hunters that kept hurting the innocent. A plan was a good start but what if they managed to kidnap you anyway? And if that was not enough...with Peter out of everyone. To say you guys despised one another would be an understatement. Still, the most important thing now was to keep a clear head & to work on a solution. Together.

Words: 3,482

Warnings: language, Peter & Reader being sarcastic assholes, age gap (Reader is of legal age), kidnapping, angst (so much angst), fluff (bc let´s be honest...Peter is a big ol´ softie)

Inspired by: “Stuck with U” by Ariana Grande & Justin Bieber 

If you like my work & wanna support me: a coffee would be highly appreciated ❤

Mmm Hey, yeah (That's just for fun) (What?) Ah, yeah

You were in your senior year of high school & even though you loved your friends endlessly, you were eager to graduate & leave Beacon High behind you. There were just way too many bad experiences you associated with that place. But, on a lighter note, if you had not started at this high school, you would have never met the pack. At first, it scared the shit out of you. The monsters you had dreamed about as a small child were reality. They were somewhere out there, in the dark corners of the country.

Lately, you guys had a little, well actually not so little, problem with a few hunters who wanted to see your pack dead, you included. Why? You were not sure. It was not like you were a werewolf or a banshee. Just a simple teenager who got thrown into this mess. But you did not want to have it any other way. Yeah, the days as an average human surrounded by powerful supernatural beings were hard but you knew how much you were needed.

You were all located at Derek´s loft, figuring out a way to stop the hunters. Now, not all hunters were bad. Chris Argent, for example, was eager to help you guys to put the killers to a stop just as much as you did. The thing was that it always seemed they were a step ahead of you. Even some of Stiles´ plans had previously failed, much to your dismay.

“Maybe we should just go into groups of two & trick them into thinking we´re not all planning on hunting them down?” Peter sighed with a roll of his eyes.

“Sure, because that always works in the movies, right?” it was you who shot him a glance, making the rest of the pack grow quiet.

Peter & you hated each other. Ever since you guys first met. You were fed up with his constant sarcasm & how he could not see the real danger & had to make fun of everything. He immediately caught up to your negative feelings toward him, thanks to his werewolf senses. And neither of you were sure why you hated each other so much, you simply kept rolling with it. The others were at a point where they did not even pay much attention to your bickering anymore. You had better things to do for fuck´s sake.

You were not really paying attention to what the others were saying, too lost in your own thoughts. Graduation was way sooner than you anticipated & you had not really spent a lot of time studying, due to those fucking hunters. What was even worse...you had to deal with a big ass crush. It was not like you wanted to catch feelings, it just sort of...happened. With so many amazing, kind & attractive guys in your pack...you had to pick the one you “hated” most: Peter Hale. Maybe that was another reason why you always fought with him. To keep your feelings at bay. First of all, he was too old for you, clearly he would not have any interest in such a young person. Second of all, he hated you with his guts, you were sure & everyone else could feel it too. So you hid your feelings, acting as if nothing bothered you whatsoever. By the time you started focusing on the conversation the pack held, the plan was already settled. And by your surprise, Peter´s plan was about to happen. Stiles said if you were able to circle them & two of you being baits, you actually had a chance of stopping them. The pack decided to set out at night so less people would be able to see you.

~time skip~

Another one of Stiles´ plans (well, actually Peter´s plan) failed. At first, everything looked optimistic. You all got into groups of two & Scott said it was better for you to be a bait. Of course you understood why, you did not have “superpowers” like the rest but you were not that bad when it came to fighting, you had to give that to yourself.

“Okay, fine. Does that mean Stiles & I are a group?” you gave up & asked the obvious.

“Um, actually...(Y/N), I need Stiles next to me & we thought it was the best if Peter & you teamed up” Scott hesitated & scratched the back of his neck, knowing you were not okay with the pack´s decision. His words made you snap up. You could not believe what you just heard. You & Peter? It was bad enough that you guys always argued but it was even worse because you knew you could not keep focus with him next to you. Stupid crush…

“I think the fuck not.” Peter growled, throwing a disgusted look at you. Very nice of him. You would lie if you said you were not hurt by his words.

“Peter, you are the last one to decide in this group. So if we say you & (Y/N) are the baits then you don´t argue with us, understood?” this time it was Derek who tried to talk some sense into Peter. It seemed to work because after that, Peter made his way over to the couch & sat down, leaving the rest of you in the kitchen.

“Good luck with him, sweetie. If you need help, you know what to do.” Lydia winked at you, then her face showed a sympathetic look. I'm not one to stick around One strike and you're out, baby Don't care if I sound crazy But you never let me down, no, no That's why when the sun's up, I'm stayin' Still layin' in your bed, sayin'

It was dark & Peter & you were already on position. It was an abandoned alleyway and you would have lied if you claimed you were not scared. Peter seemed to sense your anxiety & tried to calm you down, at least a bit. 

“We have so many badass people on our side, they won´t let anything happen to you. Besides, you still got me.” with that, he shot you a wink to which you started blushing. Your eyes focused on the floor so Peter would  not notice you cheeks heating up. Due to your reaction, he assumed you were but he did not comment on it. He simply smiled. A smile you could not see because your own shoes seemed to peek your interest more.

“(Y/N)! Watch out!” Peter´s scream was the last thing you heard before passing out.

Here you were. Tied up in a room that seemed to have no doors. This fact alone let your anxiety rise up the moment you opened your eyes. Looking around, your eyes settled on Peter who was just a few feet away from you, still unconscious.

“Peter! Peter, wake up!” after a few more tries you heard him groaning out. His wrists were bruised, just like yours, from being tied up. If you had not known better, you would have guessed you two had been held hostage for a long time.

“You alright?” were Peter´s first words, directed at you. You were confused, since when did he care about your well-being? Nevermind, you had bigger issues at the moment.

“I´m fine, how about you?” you lied. To be completely honest, you were a wreck. Your heart was racing, your throat was dry, your wrists were bleeding so bad, they were numb.

“Cut the bullshit, (Y/N)! I´m a werewolf...not a dumbass.” he stated matter of factly. That made you tense up even more. You really were not in the mood for dealing with his hatred.

“Look, Peter, just for as long as we´re here, can we stop the arguing? It´s not helpful.” your voice sounded exhausted. At first, Peter wanted to come at you with a snarky remark but when he looked over to you, he saw nothing but fear so he decided against it.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Got all this time on my hands

Might as well cancel our plans, yeah

I could stay here for a lifetime

Neither of you said much but you both knew you had been locked up for a couple of hours by now. While you were way too tired to think of an escape plan, Peter had spent most of the time using his claws to free himself of the rope wrapped around his wrists. You had told him a while ago that his attempts were useless but he had just growled at you & kept going. Not wanting to argue any further, you let him do whatever & just stayed silent, trying to calm yourself.

Suddenly, you felt someone grabbing your hands, making you shriek. You thought it was one of the guys who had kidnapped you but were surprised when Peter crouched down in front of you.

“Shh, it´s just me, you´re alright.” his voice had a soothing tone to it, something you had not heard from him before. A look at his wrists made you wince. You were sure yours did not look any better. Peter used his claws again, this time working faster because he had two hands he could use. When you were finally freed, your arms fell to your sides, not being strong enough to take a closer look at your wrists.

“We need to bandage your wrists up, otherwise they get infected. Yours are way worse than mine.” his voice was barely above a whisper &, to your surprise, it managed to calm you down a lot better than you thought it would.

“Why?” was all you could say. His eyes searched your (E/C) ones, his face showed a pure look of confusion.

“I just told you, so they don´t get infected. Maybe you should actually listen to what I say.” Peter chuckled as he ripped two pieces off his shirt to wrap around your wrists.

“No, I mean...why are you helping me?” you kept your voice low, somehow embarrassed that you were in need of his help. Usually, you would try everything to handle such things on your own but your exhaustion made it a bit hard for you.

“Because your wrists look, sorry for my language, disgusting & we´re the only ones here right now. If we wanna get out, we need to help each other. Now, would you please shut up & let me treat your wounds?” Peter made sure that the usual bitterness of his voice was gone. He did not want you to freak out even more. If he were honest, he hated seeing you like this, completely worn out & filled with anxiety. He should not have these feelings right now. The only thing that mattered was getting out alive. Why was he thinking about his crush on you? Peter had always felt drawn to you from the moment you first met. Obviously, he was aware of the age gap & that you somehow seemed to hate him. So, to keep things even, he matched your attitude but in a more playful manner. Deep down, every time you guys argued, his crush on you got slightly bigger.

“Thank you.” you breathed out & looked at Peter as he finished bandaging you up. He sent you a small smile which you reciprocated.

“Anytime, darling.” Peter winked at you & yet again caused you to look at the floor & try to hide the blush that crept on your cheeks.

So, lock the door and throw out the key

Can't fight this no more, it's just you and me And there's nothin' I, nothin' I, I can do I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you So, go ahead and drive me insane Baby, run your mouth, I still wouldn't change Being stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you, baby

“Peter?” you asked after a while of comfortable silence. Both of you had tried everything possible to find an escape but escaping a room without any windows or doors was hard.

“Hmm?” he looked up at you to find you fiddling with your hands in your lap.

“What if we die in here? What if Scott & the rest won´t find us? What if-” but Peter cut your rambling off.

“(Y/N)...Try to breathe, okay? In...and out. In and out. There you go.” he went over to you & sat himself right beside you, his thigh next to yours, slightly touching. He waited until he spoke up again.

“Look, first of all, & I told you this earlier, Scott & the rest are freaking badass & they will do everything to find us & get us out, okay?” as you nodded he continued. “And IF it really comes to the outcome of us dying in here, & the possibility of doing so is incredibly small, then we should set some things clear, don´t you think?” he smirked at your confusion.

“What´re you saying?”

“I don´t know...Getting to know each other better, I guess. The only thing I really know about you is that you have an attitude & you seem to use sarcasm as a defense mechanism.” you playfully hit him as he said the last part. “Okay, okay. Let´s start simple then. Hmm, let me think, oh, I got one: Why do you hate me so much?” & with that question of his, you guys started talking, actually talking, not arguing, for the first time ever.

There's nowhere we need to be, no, no, no I'ma get to know you better Kinda hope we're here forever There's nobody on these streets If you told me that the world's endin' Ain't no other way that I can spend it

After what felt like hours, Peter & you found out that your hatred for one another was based off a big misunderstanding. This was just one of the many facts you learned about him. He was right, if you were about to die in this room, then at least with clearing things up. By the time, you were both too exhausted, too tired to talk any more. You did not recall how it happened but your head was laying on Peter´s chest, right above his heart, calming you down. Before you knew it, the both of you were fast asleep.

Oh, oh, oh, oh (ooh) Got all this time in my hands Might as well cancel our plans (yeah, yeah) I could stay here forever

Peter & you were shaken awake by bashing on one of the walls. Peter motioned for you to stay behind him, just in case. Yeah, you were skilled in fighting but he was still way stronger than you. Perks of being a werewolf. From behind, you could see his sharp claws, ready to attack. It almost sounded like a faint voice calling your names. Was this Scott? Maybe you were starting to hallucinate due to the lack of water, food etc. The wall came crashing down but before Peter could jump into action, you screamed “Scott?”

“Oh, thank god..” said Lydia who was right behind Scott. Stiles came rushing forward towards you, kind of ignoring Peter (they did not really get along, surprisingly).

“Are you okay?” Stiles grabbed you by your shoulders & just as you wanted to answer him, the world around you became pitch black.

So, lock the door and throw out the key Can't fight this no more, It's just you and me And there's nothin' I, nothin' I, I can do I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you So, go ahead and drive me insane Baby, run your mouth, I still wouldn't change Being stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you

You could muster some voices in the distance, they sounded far away & you wanted nothing more than to open your eyes & scream for them to get you. But your eyelids felt way too heavy, giving you a hard time to open them. Then, you felt someone taking your hand, the touch felt familiar, warm but you could not quite make out who it was.

“Come on, (Y/N). Wake up. You can´t just open up to me like that & then...disappear. What would I do without your sarcastic comments? Stiles´ comments don´t count, he´s a douchebag. What would I do without your attitude? (Y/N), what would I do without...you?” Peter whispered, not wanting anyone to hear what he just...confessed. Little did he know you actually heard every bit of his confession & you hated your body for not reacting the way you wanted. Peter did not leave your side, though, wanting to be there when you woke up.

Woah Baby, come take all my time Go on, make me lose my mind We got all that we need here tonight

“It´s been days, Peter. You heard what Melissa said. The stress, the anxiety mixed with the exhaustion you both endured, was a lot for her. It will take a while until she wakes up & even if she does...it will most likely take a while until she´s back to her old self.” Derek informed Peter once more about your current condition. He was aware of that, of course, it still did not sink in. He needed you & it took the both of you almost dying for him to realize it.

“I know...It´s just, ugh, I hate myself for not noticing sooner.” Peter sighed, sadness written all over his features.

“Noticing what exactly?” Derek furrowed his brows, waiting for Peter to continue. After that, Peter told Derek everything that had happened between the two of you from the moment on you were kidnapped. This story made Derek realize. Peter had a huge ass crush on you & still had not had the chance to tell you.

“She´ll wake up” Derek tried reasoning. He went over to Peter & gave him a pet on his shoulder.

I lock the door (lock the door) and throw out the key Can't fight this no more (can't fight this no more), it's just you and me And there's nothin' I, nothin' I'd rather do I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you So, go ahead and drive me insane Baby, run your mouth, I still wouldn't change All this lovin' you, hatin' you, wantin' you I'm stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with You, oh, oh

“Hey (Y/N), I brought you coffee, figured you would need it after waking up from such a long nap.” Peter slightly chuckled as he moved closer to the bed you were currently laying in. He placed your cup on the bedside cabinet & took a sip of the one in his hand. His free hand found its way to yours, he interwinted your hands, bringing it up to his lips to give it a small kiss.

“Didn´t know you were such a softie.” you croaked out. As soon as you chuckled you felt how dry your throat was & started coughing. Peter´s eyes widened at your words. You were awake, finally! He grabbed a class of water, helped you sit up & handed it to you. You downed it entirely, the liquid soothing your throat.

“How...How are you feeling? No lies this time!” Peter once again took your hand into his, enjoying the contact & you did not mind either.

“Not gonna lie, I´ve been better. But I´ve been worse too, sooo…I´ll live.” you made sure to send a smile towards Peter in order not to scare him. You were exhausted, yeah, but you would be okay.

“You scared me there for a bit.”

“Because I looked...how did you put it? Disgusting?” your exaggerated voice made him laugh & you joined him.

“On a more serious note...(Y/N), um, I wanted to tell you-”

“I heard you the other day. When you confessed, I heard you but I couldn´t open my damn eyes. I just couldn´t. So, to ease your mind, I was thinking the exact same thing, Peter.” you took his face into your hands & pushed him towards you, your lips colliding, moving in sync. Finally, after many doubts & many arguments, you were kissing him. The Peter Hale. And it was even better than you had ever imagined. After a while, you two pulled away.

“This doesn´t mean I´ll stop dropping my sarcastic comments, just so you know.”

“I wouldn´t want it any differently.” Peter leaned in once again for another kiss. He made sure to put every bit of emotion in it, wanting you to know how he felt for you.

“Guess that means I´m stuck with you then?”

“I guess so.”

Stuck with you, stuck with you, stuck with you

Published (06/29/2020) by Cathy

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