#THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN!! <3333333

[duhsty1]

Grrrr WHAT THE FUCK WHY DIDNT IT WORK

IM SORRY IT HAS TAKEN YEARS BUT GUYS LOOK!!!! AT THE SILLIES!!! ATTACKS YOU

[basketobread]

HEY lunara is so cute !!! have you got screenshots of what she looks like in game, i would love to draw a pic of her (if thats okay w you !!)

OF COURSE!! PLEASE!! I LOOOVE LOVE LOVE RECIEVING ART OF ANY OF MY OC'S. THANKS SO MUCH!! This is the outfit I have on her currently ^_^ <3333 (normally she'd have shoes on but i CANNOT find a good enough pair for reference purposes right now 😭)

[poisonedfate]

waiiiiiiit ur actually too good at the fashion aesthetics. i need something harder!!! let's go george (servant replacement) 14 and tom the blacksmith 14.

im sorry if this is too much work, i just love to see ur moodboards. even if this takes a year to do.

okay now these ones were harder so just....go with me here

george -

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

i call this one 'proper kid who pulls it off'

tom -

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

this ones called 'his kids are cool and so. is. he'

[everymlmhybrid]

Hello! Is your fic a resdogs one? If so I’m super excited to see if for you plan to post… love your blog!

yes, it is !! thank youuuuu i'm so glad <333 i'm nearing the end of it, and then I'll have a lot to add in and to edit, but when it's properly done i'll probably be posting it chapter-by-chapter on ao3 w/ it linked on here! i wanna say I'll at least start to post it in the summertime? but don't quote me on that lol.

I'm not going to lie So Much Happens in it bc the first half is 50k and the second half i'm on now is 41k (either could end up longer or shorter from editing tho lol)

but ANYWAYS the basic starting concept is that Freddy actually does get medical attention, but he still has to get the hell off Joe's radar before he can start throwing accusations at him, and Larry (my beautiful man. my beautiful, stupidly-trusting man.) lets him hole up in a hotel with him, at first just while he's still healing, and then while Joe's still "convinced" that Freddy is a cop (i.e. while he's still completely right about him lol). And this entire time Freddy's reporting back to Holdaway but also making up excuses for why he can't just up and leave without causing too much suspicion, just so Freddy can let himself be selfish and enjoy this brief time he's going to get with Larry, even if he's lying half the time. (over-exaggeration. he's, frankly, so stupidly honest with him. he's more honest with Larry than most of his own friends, just not about the shit that Very Much Matters.)

AND A LOT HAPPENS. so much. it's about trust and love and work and healing and making yourself worse and making yourself better and being trapped and trapping yourself and freeing yourself and I'M EXCITED to finish it and even more excited for you to be able to read it!!!!!!

[woozi]

yza i miss you and love you sm, hope you're doing well my love, i've been VERY VERY ia to focus on irl stuff and came back here to send you this ask, hope time is treating you better and if not i am politely threatening the universe to do it, muah muah all my hugs and good things this world can offer <3

-sal (gurengui) 🫂💐✨️💝💋

[fima11]

Hii! I hope you are well!!! Please remember to rest and drink water! Oky? 😊💗🫂💗

Your art style is beautiful and wonderful, I love your sketches too! Can i ask one thing? You don't have to do it if you don't want to, but can you sketch Ruggie again? Pls pls 🥺

My baby boy Ruggie. I love him so much I actually tend to hate him (affectionately)

Played self-insert with him because he is my mean bestie and he reminds me of my cousin. Yes, I am delusional enough to believe we'd get along.

And thank you very much for your wishes! <3333333

Drinking water is the only option because its 38°C with no AC at my place due to blackouts (thabks to russian missile shellings for destroying our electrical infrastructure.)

[hoshigray]

hmmmm, chosuki both "marking their territory" after one of reader's friends gets a little too touchy?

Love your work <3333333

𝐚. 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: when i tell you i was grinning once i saw this in my inbox, lol, finally chosuki yessss!! ty for loving my stuff ☆

⊹ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: Choso + Yuki x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - threesome - oral (m! + f! receiving) - fingering (f! receiving) - anal (f! receiving) - anal fingering (f! receiving) - cowgirl 69 + missionary positions - breast fondling + nipple play + sucking - biting/marking - unprotected sex (psa: wrap it up or get tf up) - pet names (baby, cutie, honey, sweetie, sweet pea) - mild possessive behavior.

⊹ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.2k

“Damn, Y/n, you’re so lucky to have such eye-catchers fawning over you!”

“Pfffthaha, oh, stop it! You’re drunk; stop swinging around!”

There’s one thing in this world that both Yuki and Choso don’t play about — you.

You are the sweetest and most prized treasure they cherish with their very hands. Being in a poly relationship tends to be a hard thing to manage for Yuki and Choso. The two lovers were never in luck to find the right person who didn’t match their vibe or wanted to change the dynamic they were going for. But with every dark tunnel, there’s a light on the other side. And thanks to the blonde and dark brunette’s stars, you were their saving grace.

God, they adored you very much — the best partner they could ever have. The way you’d wake up to them and give them a kiss with a soft ‘good morning,’ how you make lunch for Choso before he goes on his way to work, or texting sweet messages to Yuki to check how she’s doing or telling her about this new place that opened around the area for all three of you to explore. Blind by your smile and caring charm, Yuki and Choso live in eternal bliss and happiness, knowing you have blessed them with your presence to return home to.

Their love for you is mutual and genuine, authentic in that they wish to spend their days — no, their entire lives! — being with you. They see you as their muse, as theirs. So, it’s predictable that they’d be secretly jealous when they’d have to share their piece of heaven with others.

Especially now when all three of you had been dragged by some of your old college buddies for a night out at the pub. Figuring this would be a perfect opportunity to introduce your friends to your lovers, Yuki and Choso were invited over to enjoy the merits of this occasion. What the two partners hadn’t expected was how close you all were — albeit a little too close for their liking. 

You all sat at one big round booth table, Yuki and Choso being separated from you as your friends wanted to have you by them for just the night. Again, it made the two lovers feel uneasy. Even when a girl friend grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers with hers enthusiastically, the blonde can’t fight the twitch of her ruby eyes. The friend goes on to say, “Nah, are you kidding? I think those two are the ones who are lucky to have Y/n! They’re such an angel; anyone would feel like they’ve won a million dollars if they got with someone like them.”

Then, a guy who was visibly buzzed joined the praise fest. “You’re so right! I’d do backflips every day if I scored someone so gracious and sweet as Y/n,” the drunk man brings a hand on your shoulder and nestles his cheek to your shoulder. Choso attempts to keep a neutral expression, but caramel eyes carry a tiny hostile aura. “I’d make sure to love on them every single day, kiss their feet when they walk, wash their hair when they ask—“

“Okay, lover boy,” you stop him before your drunken friend digs his foolish grave even further, and it’s hard to hide your giggles. “I think that’s enough Crowne and tequila for one night.”

You and your friends laugh and continue to strike up a conversation to catch up on material. However, you’re so engrossed in the others’ talk that you can’t sense the tension that’s brewing from the other side where your lovers sit. The two survey the scene with silent eyes, with Choso hitting his leg to stop the bounce of his knee and Yuki tapping her fingernails on the table surface.

All they could do was watch you, their treasured partner, share your attention with those who cherish you. Although, internally, they wanted you all to themselves. Yes, it was selfish; however, you can’t blame your lovers for being a little protective of you. Specifically when it seems your friends don’t appear to respect your boundaries when in their company.

So for that, it’s no surprise they instantly pull you into the bedroom once you three return home. Hungry kisses are exchanged between three pairs of lips, lustful hands stripping you of your clothes and throwing you onto the bed, where they meet in seconds to feast upon you.

“Hahhh, fuck…Hmmm, yeah, lick right there, honey.”

“Mmmm…Mmahh!! Choso, your tongue—Ohh! Feels so good…”

The brunette man is lying down on his back with you straddling above him, his face and mouth buried into our folds, licking around your labia and sucking your essence that seeps out from the pleasurable motions. His hands knead the flesh of your inner thighs as you hum along to the touch. Simultaneously, you use your tongue and mouth to give pleasure to Yuki’s slit, the blonde releasing shaky moans as she rides on Choso’s length with her ass.

The tall woman peers down to watch you orally please her. She strokes your head with a pleasant hand and sends praises. “There you go, cutie,” she bites her lip. “Lick it real good.”

Her commands egg you on to keep going, using the motion of her hips to your advantage to predict how far in you can keep lapping her chasm. Your hands crawl to her waist to massage, using the leverage to keep your lips on her at all times. And to your effort, she is sighing happily at the gratification you give her. It has her rock her hips ever harder, taking in Choso’s long shaft with hunger.

The man below you grunts at the motion, stuffing his face more into your cunt to suck harshly. And you can’t help but jolt, muffled squeals vibrating to Yuki’s core — and she relishes the feeling.

“Look at you, baby,” Choso slowly licks your chasm, sending shivers up to your shoulders. “You’re all wet and ready for us, huh? So good for us,” He kisses your clit and places lazy licks, and you fight to lose your balance.

“Hmmm, yeah, so good for us…Although—mmahh,” Yuki throws her head back at Choso’s dick scraping her insides at the right places. “Can’t say you were good when we were…Hohhh..at the pub.” You bat your eyes towards her in confusion, yet your tongue and lips remain busy. “Letting those people touch you in front of us; what were you thinking?”

You remove your mouth from Yuki to explain, her slick connected to your bottom lip. But before you could utter a word, your body jerked to the sharp instance of pain on your inner thigh. Choso had bit you, licking the place his teeth sank in before throwing in another nibble. You shriek, turning to plead to the man to be easy; however, the woman grabs your head and brings it back to where it’s supposed to be. “Don’t forget about me, sweet pea,” she chuckles at your feverish laps on her wet folds. “Give me my attention…”

She moans to your work, satisfying her with the flick of your tongue on her delicate clit. She rocks her hips even faster, prompting Choso to groan and buck his pelvis to her puckered hole, and his mouth remains glued to your chasm. He then sneaks a finger to toy around your asshole, and a sharp gasp erupts from your figure when he inserts the digit inside. 

“—Khhaaa, oooohmy fuckin’—Gaaahh!” Flicks to your clitoris tag along with the push of his finger inside your ass, playing with the texture by scraping the walls. And when his tongue goes inside your vagina, you clamp onto him with vigor. Fuck, I’m so close…! “Yukiiii, pleaseee, can I cumm?”

“Aww, why should I let you,” her sweet tone distracted you from the sneaking bit of the man’s teeth on your thigh once more. “Do you deserve to cum? After letting other people touch you like you forgot you had your lovers present?” 

“Hahhhnn, I’m sorry; I—shit… didn’t mean to upset you both…Ooof!” Choso switches his finger with his thumb, pushing it to and fro inside your tight entrance. Your eyes screw shut, “Please forgive me, you two are the only ones I love…”

“You swear on that, honey?” A glint shines in her magenta orbs. 

You nod hurriedly before placing kisses on Yuki’s thighs and trailing them back to her vagina, “Yessss, I love you both so much, no one knows how to love me as you do…” Your hips sway involuntarily — not a problem for Choso, who sticks to you no matter what. “Mmmm, only you two know my mind and body, and I wouldn’t want it any other way…”

Blonde brows eyebrows screw together; fuck, you knew what to say to make Yuki fall for you all over again. Her cunt clenching on nothing but the love your words carry. Jesus, you were too much. Without a word, she gently withdraws your body from her body so she can lift her body off of Choso. She then flips you over; now you’re the one lying on your back, with the tall woman stationed behind to snake her hands to your breasts.

Choso’s pigtails have long been drawn down for his hair to fall to his nape, and strands of his walnut-colored hair stick to his forehead. Maneuvering to his knees, he examines your anticipated expression, shaky wails coming out your puffy lips as Yuki places soft kisses on your neck. She also places bites wherever her mouth can reach, her hands busy cupping your mounds, groping the mounds, and tweezing your nipples. With how hard she was sucking your skin, you’re sure there’d be hickeys when you wake up in the morning. The man strokes his dick at the sight before him, inching closer to be between your legs.

“Choso…” The way you said his name made him feel warm; the mark across his nose exuded streaks of his blood that threatened to fall. His ears and shoulders get pinker, and your breath hitches when he slaps the tip onto your saliva-coated slit. 

“Who do you belong to, Y/n?” He says it low to your ear, and you chew on your lip when he licks your lobe. His mouth travels down, leaving harsh sucks on your neck and clavicle along with Yuki. Two mouths on your body have you whimpering like a fool, so sensitive to their touch that you could wither away. “Hmm? Who loves you most, sweetie?” He comes down to your chest that’s occupied by Yuki’s worshipping hands, popping a nipple into his mouth to suck with care.

“Hahhh, you, Choso, my darling…” you sigh into the sense of his mouth licking diligently around your bud. Your face turns in Yuki’s direction, smiling at the golden-haired woman before claiming her lips. “And Yuki, my love…”

The two of you kiss slowly yet maintain the same passion you have for each other, noses brushing against each other and tongues swirling before smacking lips together. The brunette lifts his head from your chest, straightening his posture to insert his cockhead inside your vagina. You mewl into Yuki at the insertion, and it doesn’t stop as the woman slithers a hand to your clit to swipe. You break the kiss in a huff, making the blonde snicker. 

“Mmmph…Jesus Christ,” Choso trembles at the warm snug of your cunt as it accepts his length, pushing in for every inch of him to be swallowed in. When his base meets your southern lips, you hiss at how full you feel from his size. “You know how much we love you, right, baby?”

You nod to him, Yuki placing another hickey-worth kiss on your shoulder. “Your love makes me full, honey…Ohooo…!”

“And don’t forget that…” Choso snaps his hips, drilling his long dick into you and making precise hits to the walls of your chasm. You squeak beneath him, the tip of his cock poking your sweet spots with ease, and you’re gripping the sheets to keep you steady along with Yuki’s hold on you.

The blonde woman flickers her ruby eyes to Choso and beams, “You know you’re hot as hell when you’re all possessive, right?”

“Shut up,” he shushes her with a kiss, humming to her lips that reciprocate his feelings as lovers. The only noise that fills the room is your whines and wails from the hands fondling your body and the shaft plunging so far inside you that you can’t contain the ecstatic screams originating from your inner being. Good God, this felt so fucking good; being wanted and loved by these two is a sensation incomparable to anything. You want to drown in it, be immersed within it, have your senses be robbed of their very being until you fall deep into sleep in their embrace. This feels so worth it, so satisfying…

…Until you look at yourself in the mirror and find so many fucking hickeys all over your body, all the way from your neck to the grave of your thighs. This was not a sight to see after waking up, especially on the morning your friends from last night invited you over for brunch. 

Needless to say, you pulled your lovers aside and gave them an earful. The two nodded to your words, saying “Sorry…” throughout your rant as you tried to find an adequate outfit to conceal their markings, feeling a little bad that they got carried away with you last night.

All is good, in any case. Because now they know that you are theirs both in mind and body.

requests/thirsts are open hehe~ 🧸

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[feralforfrank]

hey ☺️

the only thing on my mind is rooster shaving his mustache for whatever reason and gf reader is upset ! silly little blurb i luv ur writing muah

bradley bradshaw x fem!reader

ANON!!! ILY THANK YOU FOR READING MY STUFF <3333333 much love to you, MWAH! hope you enjoy this one!

You're shocked, heartbroken, in shambles, you name it. The grocery bag almost slips from your fingers when you hear the horrid sound of the electric razor from the bathroom. You place the bags on the counter before practically running inside.

You want to douse your eyes with gasoline when you see the damage. Bradley had been mentioning here and there that he wanted to shave his moustache just to see how he'd look without it. You'd forbade such talk inside the house, and he chuckled before dropping the subject.

But what seemed to be your biggest fear was becoming your new reality. With your keys clutched in one hand, the other holding on for dear life at the door frame, you watch your dear boyfriend shave the last of his moustache over the sink.

He hasn't noticed you yet. Music is playing from his phone, but you can't bring yourself to recognise the tune. This situation is way too tragic. When the buzzing sound stops emanating from the vile machine, Bradley finally turns around, having heard your panting.

"Babe, this isn't what it looks like." He speaks with hesitation and guilt.

"What did you do?" Your every word is punctuated.

Bradley opens his mouth but closes it, and you shake your head expectantly. "Well?"

"I-I was trimming it, and Din here," he looks at your cat, laying on the floor as if he's the criminal here, "came between my legs and scared me, and I moved my hand, and I shaved more than I should. It didn't look good anymore."

You scoff, pushing yourself off the doorway and turning to walk to your bedroom. Not once did you believe Bradley.

"Babe? Baby, c'mon!"

"I am not talking to you, hairless cat."

You hear him chuckle. "Hey, it's not that bad!" Bradley follows you into the bedroom.

"Never said it was." You shrug, taking your shirt off.

He's behind you in seconds, kissing your neck, his hands encircling your waist and pulling you closer. "You called me a hairless cat."

"Don't have a problem with cats. I own one." You pause, looking up. "Now, I got another one! Hm! Look at that!"

"Hey!" Bradley blows a breath where your jawline meets your ear, causing you to shiver.

You spend a few seconds like this, his hands around you, your back pressed against his smooth shirtless chest, face buried in your neck. Feels weird without the stache.

"So, you don't like it?" You realise you've spoken aloud when he questions you.

You shake your head. "I think you look attractive either way." You turn to Bradley, never escaping his grasp. 

"I'm only joking. You look like a baby. It's adorable!"

Bradley looks offended. "Well, in that case, I am letting it grow and never shaving it ever again."

You grab the back of his head, kissing where he used to have perfectly trimmed hair. The spot is soft and smooth as a baby's butt.

You can't help but smile. 

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

jjk chapter 270 spoilers under the cut !!

GODDDDDDDDD I LOVED THIS CHAPTER. I LOVED IT SO SO MUCH . i feel so high rn you guys don’t UNDERSTAND 😭😭😭 it gave me literally everything i wanted (minus gojo stuff but we’ll get to that) AND I’M JUST !!!!!!!!!!!! i feel so satisfied . all is right with the world . i am a happy mouse

i love love loveeeee the fact that akutami finally decided to pick up (most) of the loose ends — at least the ones from the culling game !!!!!! it’s my favorite arc and i really adore all the side characters, so getting to see them all again was so nice 🥹 and my biggest criticism for akutami’s writing in general has been how he leaves these loose threads behind him, so i’m glad this chapter went back to piece them together. there’s still obviously a lot i would’ve liked to see before the finale, but this chapter finally made me feel somewhat satisfied with it all …..

buuuuut okok!!! let me get through some stuff <3

^^^^ THIS . THANK YOUUUUUUUUU GOD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ALL I WANTED WAS SOME FINAL SHOKO CRUMBS . THAT’S LITERALLY ALL. i love her so much chat …………. THE BUN :((((((( i wonder if she’s paying tribute to suguru, in a way. since she can’t make his grave all nice like she did with tsumiki’s. <- WHICH IS ALSO . so heartbreaking :((((( shoko has been the closest to death and corpses out of everyone.

’that moron should’ve let me handle geto’s body, too’……… gojo thought he was doing her a favour by not forcing her to dispose of him, but i wonder if his decision only caused her more suffering? :’) either way i loveeee shoko and i think her character is so wonderful. her not believing in an afterlife is also so in character LMAO, my little cynicist <3333

^^^^^ AND THEN THIS . PEEEEEERFECT. SO PERFECT. shoko and her cigarette motif :’)))))))) SHE FINALLY QUIT AGAIN . SHE IS AT PEACE . also need to mention how fucking cute she looks ……. i neeeed to squish her cheeks !!!!! she’s my baby !!!!!!!!!!

i will say that . obviously . i would’ve loved for her to get a more concrete final moment with stsg :’) like her being at the airport, or something. overall i’m satisfied with this being her ending of sorts (though if gojo is alive i’d obviously like to see them talk)…… she hasn’t gotten as much spotlight in this manga as she’s rightfully deserved, but i do think her character writing has been lovely and consistent throughout everything, and she remains one of my ult favorites <3333333 i LOVE my wife. love all her little quirks . i hope she quits smoking forever and ever!!!!!!!

ahh, it was also nice to see them mention tengen!!!! and how the barrier techniques worked. again, i’m just really happy that we’re not letting plotpoints go unfinished 😭😭 i also think it’s . a little romantic. that tengen’s barriers will exist as long as sukuna’s remnants remain . the tengen / sukuna / kenny trio is very interesting to me (MORE ON THAT . LATER.)

THEN WE ALSO HAVE THIS !!!!!!!!!

^ this moment means . soooo much to me. will try to get my thoughts out coherently but this theme really resonates with me so deeply :’) since the beginning of the manga, jujutsu society has been built on the foundation that is the suffering of youth — adults casting blame and burdens on children. like the higher ups who hide up at the top and force the children to work themselves to the bone. we saw this so clearly in hidden inventory most of all. and gojo is the anti thesis of that society — he wants to preserve youth !!!!!! even nanami, who didn’t really have any clear desires to change the fundamentals of their society, did his best to protect children as an adult.

so to see gakuganji refer to utahime and nitta as young (even though they’re both grown adults)….. and say that ’they needn’t worry over this just yet’…… i think. it shows how much the society is already improving. with someone like gakuganji in charge. and also kusakabe, who basically told the trio to just be kids last chapter, and leave the hard stuff to the adults (can’t remember his exact wording lmao but he said it so perfectly)…… it just warms my heart. jujutsu sorcery is still a shitshow but as least the children won’t be as exploited anymore (or at the very least, there are good adults around them, who will bear most of the burden on their own backs). idk. i just loved this moment sm :’))))))

ahhhhh, and and and !!!!!! mr katana and mr sumo 🥺 IT WAS SM FUN SEEING EVERYONE AGAINNNN and it was so sweet seeing maki try to look out for them a little after they helped her ……..

^ maki and her middle aged man besties …… :3

AND THEN CHARLES !!!!! MY BOY !!!!!!!!!!! just needed to mention him lmao. i love him T_T happy that he’s working on his trashy little manga. keep up the good work king <3333333 SAME WITH THE FORMER BULLY . sorry can’t be bothered to remember his name ….. the pudding guy. you know who i mean. seeing him apologize and try to make amends was rlly heartwarming …….. i really am so happy to see all culling game characters happy and alive . WHERE IS REMI THOUGH . 🤨

…… but okay . okay. okayyy.

actually yk what we’re saving the best for last ^^ ONTO HANA AND MEGUMIIIIIII WHAT A CUTE MOMENT . SOOOO CUTE . i don’t ship them at all i think they’re adorable though …… AND HANA IS SOOOOOOO GODDAMN CUTE I CAN’T EVEN EXPLAIN IT ????? :((( I NEED TO SQUISH HERRR

^ LOVE this line . my brother pointed this out but isn’t it like …. eerily similar to that akiangel scene 😭 lmao. i just really love this. megumi offering to be her right hand because ’he’ was the one who took it from her ……. he’s such a good boy :< also instantly pictured him being her scary knight/guard dog and yk what maybe this ship could sail after all…..

^ THEN THISSSSS 😭 THEY’RE SO CUTE. MEGUMI IS SO FUCKING AWKWARD HANG IN THERE BUDDY ………….

ah i forgot to mention higuruma …… i love him!!!!!!!!! i love him a ton!!!!!!!!!!!! :’3 i think seeing his junior demand a retrial for the sake of justice meant a lot to him. i could go deeper into it because higu’s character is so dense but yeah !!! very fitting ending for him …… i’m kinda sad that he’s cursed to be an overworked sorcerer though 💀 hang in there king…

AND THENNN WE HAVE :333c A NEW MISSION… feels kinda nice to go back to our roots. i have literally NO idea what’s gonna happen though 😭 hopefully tied to gojo….??? for the record i obviously want him to live and will have Many things to say if it turns out he’s really been dead this whole time, but. we’ll save that for the next chapter <3 for now i’m just happy to see the babies back together….

^ noba being gay ……. all is right with the world 🥹

BUT OKAY . ENOUGH. ENOUGH ABOUT THATTTT ENOUGH ABOUT EVERYTHING ONLY ONE THING REMAINS AND IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS. akutami loves me and only me and this chapter finally confirmed that once and for all…..

I FUCKING . SCREAMED. YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND.

TAKABAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FIRST OF ALL? I MISSED HIM . I MISSED MY BABY 🥺🥺🥺 BUT SECOND OF ALL WHAT THE FUCKKKKK WHAT THE FUCK ALL MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED???? THIS IS ALL IVE EVER WANTED????????? i’ve been telling my brother that if i could manifest one thing i’d want jjk to end with takaba on stage with kenjaku without it ever been elaborated on AND MY PRAYERS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED . I’M SO HAPPY YOU DON’T GET ITTT

there’s so much to say ……… truly ………. these two make me insane ………… will start with: they’re so funny. they’re so gay. kenny wanting to make sex jokes like the freak he is. THEY’RE TOGETHER GUYS 🥹 THE KENKABA SPINOFF MANGA I WANTED IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY EYES .

….. but also !!!!! truly truly trulyyyyy — i love this. i love how akutami did this. this is kenjaku’s final scene, and it’s perfect for them!! it’s so chaotic…. they left sorcery behind for a life of stand up comedy 😭 AND IT’S SOOO IN CHARACTER . IT REALLY IS. what kenjaku wants, what they’ve claimed to want since shibuya, is to create chaos that not even they will be able to control, using cursed energy. and takaba is exactly that. kenny created takaba’s cursed technique using the culling game, and takaba is chaos personified!!! a chaos kenjaku can’t control!!!!!! as dissatisfied as i was with yuuta just swooping in and cutting their head off i did think that the takaba fight was a really clever and perfect end to kenjaku :3

soooo — it makes sense that kenjaku would go back to takaba. they had fun with him!!!! he matches their energy!!!!!! and takaba could easily have saved his life using his ct, which i think is the implication here. i love that kenny’s face is obscured, it just feels like such a fun little thing to throw in at the end 😭 but i doooo genuinely think this is akutami’s way of implying that kenny is alive and living the happy yaoi life with takaba . as they fucking should.

i also wanna say !!!!! that i think it’s so thematically fitting that kenjaku’s ending is soooo different from tengen’s and sukuna’s . i LOVE this aspect of it so much; kenjaku is the most morally corrupt of the three, and also the most human. sukuna is a human turned calamity, who slumbered for centuries, and tengen is a shut-in who ended up mimicking sukuna’s appearance while only maintaining human contact through a barrier. kenjaku laughs at them for it. he hates them for being so passive, because kenny is the opposite of that — he’s lived through it all!!!!!! changed with the centuries!!!!!!! so i think it’s just ….. soooo perfect and tasty that sukuna and tengen now only exist as remnants, as barriers, just like they did before — while kenjaku chooses to live, and takes an entirely different approach. they’re so fucking chaotic and i adore them. i can’t explain how much i love their character …… i really can’t ……… :’3

i’m just . still so happy . i really thought it was kenover…… i didn’t think they’d get an ending so perfect………………. i really, really hope akutami comes in clutch and gives gojo the same treatment :’) even if the chances are slim. i thought this chapter was absolutely lovely and i hope with allllll my heart that i end up enjoying the final chapter too.

……….. i think ……. that’s all 😭 (if you’ve read this far i’m kissing you with tongue btw). THANK YOU FOR BEARING WITH ME !!!!!! this chapter made me feel so genuinely satisfied and giddy and i’m super sleepy and tired but i just needed to rant :’3 i love kenjaku. they’re so silly . such a brat. i wanna kiss them. takaba too actually. we are in a happy polycule

[basketobread]

I hope you have the most wonderful Christmas like you only deserve, lovely ❤️❤️❤️ Thank you for always brightening up mine and many other people's days, you are the greatest gift of all!! 🙌

HIIII THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR YOUR KIND WORDS!!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ANYONE CELEBRATING!!! you always brighten up MY day and i cannot thank you enough!! HAHAHA you're too kind ❤❤❤❤❤

[reinyy-days]

Hiya!

Can I ask for some silly Kurona doodles? :3

Thanks you so much <3333333

again, im also biased towards kurona (how can i not, he's pink and shark)

[teddybeartoji]

guys... GUUUUUUUUUUUYYSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EEEEEE LOOK AT US:3333333 THIS IS THE BEST THING IN THE WOOOORLDDDD AND I AM ABSOLUTELY OBSESSSEEEDDD!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU AGAIN @yuutaguro FOR THIS MASTERPIECE!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT SO FUCKING MUCH<3333333

[hwangyeddeongie]

hihi 🙋‍♀️

idk y but i can’t stop thinking about sub yeji w a mommy kink 😵‍💫😵‍💫 like, imagine her whining in ur ear while grinding on ur lap or ur fingers 😻 letting out the LOUDESTT moans n whimpers ever when u pound ur gp/strap into her :3333333

anyways tysm if u do this I LOVE YOUR WORKS n hope u have a nice day 🥰

hi anon! I don’t know if you meant yeji liking being called mommy or her calling reader mommy but hope you enjoy! also thank you so much :)

CW: smut. Men and minors DNI

sub!mommy!yeji x fem!reader

“Fuck,” Yeji gasps as your hips roll up into hers, your strap digging deep and hitting that spot inside of her. She’s on top of you, straddling your lap as you lean back on the headboard.

She rocks back and forth, bouncing a little, and she bites her lip as she looks at you with hooded eyes. The way her pupils are dilated and dark makes you shiver.

“Just like that, baby,” she moans when you grab her hips and pull her down in time with a thrust up. “You make mommy feel so good.”

She leans down to capture your lips and cups your breast in her palm, making you let out a startled moan. She peppers kisses from your jaw to your collarbones, and you sigh, threading your fingers in her hair.

“Mommy,” you groan when her fingers reach down to circle your clit.

“Good girl,” she says, and your skin pebbles at the praise. “You’re fucking mommy so well, you know that? Gonna make mommy cum?”

You nod, but that’s not enough for her. She tugs at your nipple harshly, making you yelp.

“Words, sweetheart.”

“Yes, mommy. Wanna make you cum.” You pick up the pace, lifting her up and slamming her down on your strap.

Her eyes roll into the back of her head as you pound into her, and her mouth falls open, jaw slack, letting you hear the pretty noises that leave her lips.

“Shit, baby,” she whimpers when you chance a particularly hard thrust deep inside her.

“You look so pretty on top of me, mommy,” you say, rubbing circles into her hips. Yeji’s bracing herself with a hand on the headboard as you speed up even more, and she gets progressively louder.

“Ah—fuck!” She throws her head back, exposing her neck, which you immediately attach your lips to. She interlaces her free hand with one of yours that’s on her hip as you suck a hickey to the base of her throat. “Baby-”

She’s too far gone, and you know it, know the signs too well: the sweat pooling on her forehead, her knitted brows and shut eyes, her flushed cheeks, the increasingly loud and incoherent moans, the way her knuckles turn white as they grip onto the headboard.

“You’re gonna make mommy cum all over your strap,” she whimpers breathlessly. “Oh my god, baby, fuck—I’m gonna—”

She arches into the hand you’ve placed on her back when she cums, and you keep moving at a steady rhythm to help her ride out her high. She rolls her hips at the same time and gradually slows to a stop, her face pressed into your neck as she pants.

Your fingers trail up and down her back in an attempt to ground her, and she sighs, kissing your jaw.

“Good—good girl,” she says, catching her breath still.

“Always for you, mommy,” you smile and kiss her lips. Her eyes darken again.

“Lay back, sweetheart. I think you deserve to cum on mommy’s tongue.”

[girlfailure-smut-hour]

hiii , if i can ask for like mammon and mc sitting in his room and he tried to "do it" with her a lot of times but she just stop him , one day he get a little mad so asked for asmo help , so asmo asked mc what was the reason and she told him that she feel insecure abt her body , he conferm her، and when asmo tell mammon abt it he go to her and make her love her body on his way

thanks if u accept it and if not have a good day<3333333

"You’re beautiful to me"

Nsfw content MDNI

Characters: Mammon X Fem!Reader

CW: Nipple play, Oral (Receiving,) Penetration (Receiving.) Some gendered language and MC has breasts, but ambiguous genitals as always. MC has unspecified body insecurities.

A/N: Thanks for the request! <3 This is such a cute idea! Body positivity is so important! I've never written Mammon, but it was fun! He's just a sweetie. ~1600 words.

It wasn't the first time this had happened. You were sitting with Mammon on his couch and he leaned over to kiss you. It’s not like you weren’t attracted to him obviously. He was so handsome, but you didn’t feel like you deserved him at all. You had apprehensions and insecurities about your body, not that he would have known. How could you let him see you fully, or touch you? You were afraid he would be disgusted.

As he leans in for a kiss you put a hand on his chest and push him away. “I’m sorry,” You say suddenly, “I need to go.”

Again, he’s taken aback, looking frustrated, almost angry; Probably wondering if it was something he was doing wrong, or maybe if you just weren’t attracted to him. He opens his mouth to say something, but decides against it.

You get up and walk out of the room. Saying “I’m sorry,” again as you leave. If only you could just get over your insecurities around your body, but it’s not so simple.

The next day, Asmodeus catches you in the hall. “Hey,” He says. “How are you?”

“I’m okay,” you reply. “How about you?”

“Just okay?” He asks. “That won’t do at all! What’s the matter?”

“It’s Mammon,” You say. "I don't know where to begin…"

“He talked to me,” Asmo nods. “I don’t want to let too much on, but do you maybe want to talk about it?”

“It’s just he’s so handsome,” You say.

“Well that doesn’t sound like a problem,” Asmo laughs. “Just the opposite actually.”

“Well,” You say, rubbing your arm and looking down, “I just… have some insecurities… about my body. I like him. A lot. I just don’t know if I can do it.”

“Darling!” Asmo exclaims. “You’re gorgeous! What do you have to worry about? Mammon would be lucky to have you, that slouch!”

“Thanks Asmo,” You laugh. You explain in detail to him what you don’t like about your body and he listens carefully, nodding as he does.

As you finish, Asmo says “He really likes you. You should take him seriously when he tells you how he feels. Give him a chance. Besides, I think he would understand and know exactly how to treat you.” He winks and walks away.

You feel a little better after getting to just talk about it, and of course a few compliments from Asmodeus could boost anyone’s ego. Maybe he was right and Mammon could actually help instead of making things worse.

Later that day, you visit Mammon in his room. Your heart is pounding as you knock on the door. Would Mammon try with you again? Would you be able to let him? You shake your head to clear your thoughts.

“Heya beautiful,” He says as he answers the door. He winks at you and flashes his beautiful smile at you. You roll your eyes and scoff, but inside, his compliment makes you happy.

You walk in and sit on the couch as usual. Mammon sits next to you.

“Asmodeus talked to me,” Mammon says. He looks like he's going to explode with nervous energy. It's not like him, usually so confident and cool.

“I know,” you laugh.

“I love ya,” He blurts out. “All of ya! You don’t have to worry about what I’m gonna think, cause I’m gonna love ya no matter what! You’re beautiful to me and nothin’s gonna change that.”

“Mammon… That’s so sweet,” You say. “I… I want you. I think I’m ready.”

He smiles. “It’s okay if you’re not. I’m just happy to know that ya don’t hate me!”

“No” You laugh. “I really like you.” You blush.

He smiles and looks at you, this time really seeing you. His piercing blue eyes have such a gentle look today. The way he looks at you makes you feel more comfortable already. It makes you feel… beautiful.

 You’re blushing immensely as he leans closer. Your heart is thudding as he cups your face, bringing your eyes to his. His skin is so warm and soft against yours “Is this okay?” He asks. You nod and he brings his lips to yours for the first time. His lips feel soft and sweet against yours. He wraps you into a soft kiss that grows more passionate with each passing second until he wraps you up in his arms and takes you to the bed.

He lays you down, and says “Are ya sure this is okay?”

You look away and blush. “I’m ready," you reply.

He crawls onto the bed over you, kissing you again. You can feel his warm, strong hands making his way down your body, soaking you in. He feels the hem of your shirt and begins to pull it up, and reluctantly you let him. As he pulls your shirt over your head he looks over your body and smiles. “You’re more beautiful than I coulda imagined,” he says, as he begins to kiss you in all the spots you confided insecurity about. Gentle little kisses to tell you that no matter what you thought about yourself, he thought you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever laid eyes on.

He wraps your arms around his neck and he pulls you up. You giggle as he does and bashfully look away when his eyes meet yours.

“Ya still doing okay?” He asks.

“Yeah,” You smile.

“Good,” He says, turning you around, “Cause I’d never want ya to be sad!”

He kisses the back of your neck and your shoulders. His surprisingly soft fingers dance around the skin that your bra straps sit against. He brushes them gently off your shoulders and fiddles with the clasp for a second. Suddenly you feel the pressure release around your shoulders as the cups fall away from your breasts. He pulls you in close, and it’s impossible to ignore his hard cock pressing against you, even as he grabs your breasts with his strong hands. You lean back into him and moan a little as he rubs your nipples. He kisses your neck some more.

Running his hands up and down your body, he makes his way down to your pants. He pulls them down along with your panties. Your heart is pounding now as you’re fully nude in front of him.

“Why don’t ya lay down?” He asks, turning you and laying you on your back.

He returns to kissing you all over your body, focusing on the parts of your body that you didn’t love about yourself, but he did. The funny thing is, he was able to make you forget about it entirely before he’d even gotten your pants off.

He makes his way gradually to your hips, spending lots of time planting little kisses on your legs; each kiss sending a little shiver up your spine. His lips brush the soft skin of your inner thigh as he gets closer and closer. He casually brushes your genitals with his nose and you shake under him, the pleasure already building up in sensitivity that explodes when his lips actually touch down. You gasp and moan as he licks you up and down.

“Oh my god that feels so good, Mammon,” You moan. You can feel him smile against your skin, proud of himself, and no doubt enjoying himself too.

He’s incredibly skilled with his tongue, teasing more moans out of you as he swirls it around. Your back arches and you shiver as he runs his tongue over you relentlessly. Your moans are getting louder with each second and your hips start to move on their own. Mammon starts to moan himself as you grind into him, the vibrations of his voice adding more to the sensation. It’s enough to send you over the edge and with one loud long moan, you cum.

Panting and moaning, you lay there as Mammon crawls over you. He pulls his pants down and puts his cock against your entrance. “Are you ready?” He asks.

You try to respond, but all you can do is nod your head. He smiles and presses slowly into you. You moan as you can feel his length push into you. He takes his time pressing all the way in. You look up at him and he meets your eyes with those beautiful blue eyes. He cups your cheek as he presses all the way into you and kisses you as he begins to pull out. You moan into his mouth as your tongues wrap around each other.

His thrusts are slow, but intense. Each time he pushes his hips into yours you can feel all of his length against your walls. He does deep passionate thrusts as he kisses you. It’s the gentle kind of sex that shows how much he cares about you.

You wrap your arms around his neck as he starts to thrust faster, but still just as deep. You cling to him as he kisses you, your sweaty bodies wrapped up in your passion. You moan into his mouth as he pumps into you, each moan getting higher pitched and faster.

Mammon pulls away, sticky trails of saliva running between your lips. “I’m gonna cum,” He groans.

“Me too,” You reply.

He thrusts into you a few more times and you feel his cock throbbing inside as he pumps his hot cum into you. It pushes you over the edge and you cling to him tightly, shrieking in pleasure.

The two of you sit the for a moment, almost afraid to move. Finally, Mammon starts to pull out and the sensation is almost too much to bear. He does it slowly and waves of overstimulating pleasure wash over you. When he’s out, he lays next to you and smiles as he plays with your hair.

“I hope that was okay,” He says.

“It was amazing,” You say, panting still.

He just smiles and looks at you as you doze off, happy to have finally gotten to be with you.

[milliesfishes]

Hi I'm basically in LOVE with your work<33333

I was wondering if you could do something where reader has a locket and never takes it off and billy never asked about it and when he does it's his initials or something similar

I get if you can't or don't want to

Again I love your work and everything<3333333

OH I ADORE THIS!!!! Also thank you so much 🫶🫶

tbh I don’t have too much to add to this thought cause it’s so cute but

Billy notices literally everything about you, every single detail, and so it’s natural he takes note when you start to wear a silver heart shaped necklace. Every day without fail it’s there, almost as if it’s become a part of you.

Even one night when he sneaks through your window to see you he notices it right there around your neck, against your collarbone.

He finds an excuse to touch it one time when the clasp falls beside the charm and he picks it up to fix it. It doesn’t seem to be anything special, and he knew it wasn’t an heirloom because you’d mentioned buying it shortly after you started to wear it.

One time when you were asleep in his arms he picked up the charm again, turning it over and examining the back. It didn’t seem to be representative of anything. And yet you wore it like some people wore their crosses.

When he finally asked about it, why you wore it all the time, you smiled and picked it up, sliding your fingernail into the crack of the middle and working it open. He hadn’t noticed it was a locket.

Holding it up for him to see, you beamed at him when he peered down to see what was inside. Right there, engraved in the center of one half, were his initials, written so prettily he wouldn’t have known that was what the letters stood for if you hadn’t told him.

Billy’s heart melted, and he lifted his fingers to your chin, tilting your lips up for a kiss. “Now that’s the sweetest thing I ever saw,” he smiled, peppering your face in kisses. “‘Sides you.”

You’d giggle and settle into his arms. “I wanted to have you with me all the time. You’re in my real heart, but this is the closest I could get to helping you see it too.”

Billy would smile brightly at that, and he’d start try and thinking of ways he could do something similar.

You seemed to read his mind, and you pulled one of the ribbons out of your hair, putting it in his shirt pocket. “Here. Have a little piece of me for now until we can find something else.”

He gave you another kiss for that, marveling at what it was to be loved by you.

[petrichor-idyllic]

Heyy I would like to make a Minho x fem reader request but it contains slight SA and if you aren't comfortable writing that, it's okay :). So one night the reader isn't able to sleep so she decides to take a walk around the Glade but a boy decided to attack her and threaten her with a kn¡fe to do stuff with him but she manages to break out of his hold and hit him so he can faint (Minho's fighting lessons came handy here ;) ). But she is in shock of what happened and got cut on the hand at the progress so she just goes to Minho's hut to help her (Kind of "I didn't know where else to go" trope) and he takes care of her but also makes sure to banish the piece of shit that tried something on her. Thank you sm <3333333

Damn I'm actually getting requests this is kinda mad lol. I'm so happy that y'all are like my work :))

Also, sorry, this one isn't as long because normally I write multiple scenes in one, but this is really just one long scene.

SAFE PLACE

MASTERLIST | MINHO MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: See above, but I am going to try to not describe the assault very much so there is nothing explicitly violent. This takes place after the direct aftermath of the attempt. Takes place before the arrival of Thomas.

WARNINGS: Themes of sexual assault and references to blood. Nothing explicit. Inappropriate language.

It was meant to be a simple night. You'd always been restless and sleep never came easy to you. It was kind of common knowledge that you're an insomniac, so when you decided to go on a late-night walk earlier, you never expected to end up on Minho's doorstep, blood dripping from your palm, physically shaken.

Another Glader, a Builder called Darren, had come onto you a couple of times, so when he'd tried tonight, you thought nothing of it. That was until there was a knife pressed to your throat.

It's almost a blur. You got away- there's no way you weren't going to put up a fight. A swift knee to the groin, grabbing the knife and headbutting him square in the nose was more than enough damage to sprint away.

Though, in your desperation, you'd grabbed the blade of the knife, causing a deep gnash to spread across the delicate skin of your hands.

You knock again. You know Minho has to be up early in the morning- he has to be up early every morning. Being the Keeper of the Runners is a demanding and hard job to do, and under normal circumstances, you respect this.

But not tonight. Minho is your best friend. He was the one of only boys that treated you like a normal person when you first arrived. Sure, he still made some flirty passes, but whilst the other boys stared and stuttered around you, Minho was smooth and joking. And with Newt and Alby always being caught up in something, you spend most of your evenings with the Runner.

And you trust him.

And you're desperate.

You knock again. "Minho!" A pit forms in your stomach. Darren could easily still be around here, recovering in time to attack again.

"Jesus, you wanna see me that bad?" Minho's playful tone reaches you through the poorly constructed door, but his face pales once he sees you.

Tears threaten to roll down your face as you tremble in front of him, cupping your injured hand in an attempt to nurse it and ease the sharp sting.

"Shuck, what happened?" Minho steps forward and reaches out to you, but you immediately flinch away from his touch.

"Hey, it's me," he pulls his himself back, "you're safe with me, yanno that."

"I didn't know where else to go," you confess, and he visibly softens, his tough guy facade crumbling under your teary eyes. "Can- can I just come in? Please?" You sniff, trying to stay reasonably stable.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," he steps aside, and you brush past, hearing the click of the door behind him.

You've never actually been in his hut before. It's surprisingly nice- homely even. It's simple and clean, only a couple of maps scattered around the room to show that Minho actually lives here.

"Sit down," he gestures towards the bed and you obey, sitting on the edge whilst blood starts to pool in your hand. He rumages through a drawer, pulling out what looks like a make-shift first-aid kit. "I'm no Med-jack, but you can't be bleedin' everywhere."

You attempt to laugh at his poor joke. Concern is written on his face. He's never seen you like this. You're always capable and competitive, always bringing fire to your work and getting shit done.

He sits next you, not close but not too far as he holds his hand out, wanting you to show your injury to him. After a second, you do so.

You hiss slightly as the antibacterial wipes contact the wound, earning a string of mumbled sorrys from your friend. The cut is deep and angry, making you cringe as you look at the state of your own hand.

Minho is incredibly delicate. Something bad has happened, and he can tell- hurting you further is definitely something he doesn't want to do.

He cautiously puts glue strips against your palm. Like he said, Minho is no medical expert, but he's used to getting scraps and scratches out in the Maze, so he is well prepared. Though he's unsure if this will actually stay in place. It looks like it'll need stitches, but you look in no state to be asking Med-jacks for help.

As he cautiously starts to wrap a bandage around your hand, he finally speaks.

"What happened?" His eyes flicker up to meet yours. You'd calmed down a bit now; the feelings of panic having faded into a numbness. Silence settles for a second and he knows better than to push you.

You take a shakey but deep breath. "I couldn't sleep, so I went on a walk- a-and this Builder, Darren, he came up to me," you pause, processing everything like you're starting to understand it yourself, "and he started hitting on me. It was nothing new and I told him I wasn't interested, and I don't really remember what happened next, but..."

"But, what (Y/N)?" It's rare that Minho uses your name. He's nervous himself and rage he's never experienced before has started to bubble in his stomach.

"I don't even know what happened next, I just remember being pinned to a tree with a knife pressed against my throat. He was saying all this shit and told me to be quiet and tried to undo my belt and-"

Minho's knuckles go white as they fall to his sides, fury seeping through his veins. He's in the right mind to go and find this guy right now- but he knows he'll be the one that gets banished for what he'll do to him.

"-and I kneed him in the balls and ran off, I cut my hand escaping." Minho stares at the ground, his gaze fixed on some invisible spot.

After a few seconds pass, you grow concerned, "Minho?"

"I'm going to fucking kill him."

Minho isn't exactly known for being the most level-headed shank around. He's picked a lot of fights in his time and is no stranger to a night in the Slammer. But this? This is different. He looks like he might actually stand by his words.

"You can't do that, man-"

He's on his feet, walking towards the door before you can stop him. "Minho!" You scramble up too, blocking him as he gets to the door. "The shuck are you doing?"

"I've gotta tell Ably, slintheads can't be getting away with this klunk!"

"Alby will be asleep."

"I don't care," he goes to move past you, but you grab his wrist.

"Please, can't this just wait 'till the morning?" You sigh, "I don't wanna think about it right now. Please."

It's his turn to sigh. He doesn't want to make things any worse tonight than they already are. "Okay. Fine. But I'm getting his ass banished- he hurt another Glader. He hurt you- he tried to do worse. I'm not letting that slide."

Minho is murderous. He's protective and angry; something you expected but not to this extent. He's literally going to get Darren killed. Not just get him killed- but make sure of it.

He's right, though. That's the penalty for hurting another Glader. And if everyone else can respect Alby's rules, why can't this Builder?

"I have to tell Alby." He's more definite this time, and you give him a soft nod.

"I know," you fall into another round of quiet and he's heart-broken seeing you like this.

"Can I, uh, can I hug you?" He doesn't want to cause you anymore discomfort, so asking for permission is key. You nod.

He's quick to wrap his muscular arm around you, something you accept easily, burying your face in the crook of his neck.

His comfort and the emotions catching up to you finally cause you to break. A sob shakes you and Minho's grip tightens as you cling to his shirt.

"Hey," he rubs circles on your back, "hey, it's okay."

You can't speak, and you both stand there for a while. His warmth is swallowing, and you've never felt safer. Minho isn't going to let anything bad happen to you.

You're safe with him.

You look you, sniffing, feeling slightly guilty when you see his tear-stained shirt. "Can I stay here? With you? For the night?"

He blinks at you. He was too blinded by his own anger to consider what he was going to do with you. Obviously, you're not going to feel safe going back out there.

"Yeah, yeah, 'course." He steps away, looking around his room, trying to work out the best way to go about this. "I'll uh, I can sleep on the floor and you can take my bed."

"You don't have to do that-"

"Dude," he sends you a sympathetic look, "you've been through a shuckin' lot tonight. I'll take the floor."

You give him a sad smile, choosing to nod in agreement instead of using your words.

Minho stole a pillow and a blanket and you both settled into your sleeping arrangements, but it's clear neither of you are getting any sleep.

Minho's bed smells like him. It's strangely comforting, and it's helping relax you. But that doesn't stop you from tossing and turning. After what must have been an hour, you give up.

"Minho, you awake?"

"Yeah," his voice is groggy and rough, tiredness taking its spot in his mind.

You turn to face him, opening the blankets. "Get in."

He sits up on his hands, using them to level him up. "What? I don't want to-"

"Just get in. Please."

Minho hesitates, but does as you say. Standing up, he slips under the covers with you. Normally, you'd be too embarrassed or anxious to even dare to be so bold, but you need comfort.

Once he's lay down, he opens his mouth to speak but you shuffle closer to him, once again hiding your face in his chest and flopping your arm over him. Minho stills for a second, deciding to keep up the wordless interaction and wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer.

"It's gonna be okay, (Y/N)," he mumbles as he soothingly strokes you hair, "I'm gonna look after ya- you're safe here."

Here is another request for Minho. I love writing for this man and it's a nice change to write something softer, even if it is under some horrendous circumstances. I didn't want to write anything explicit because I think that's unnecessary, but I hope that works here.

Anyway, as always, let me know what you think. Some more light-hearted stuff is on the way soon.