#WHO CANTS SHUT HER STUPID MOUTH

[connormoving]

im back

[hybridirl]

i’ve never done this before…

18 + only, please!

ellie x f!loser!reader

a/n: so basically i was on janitor ai because i’m genuinely an addicted freak and this was inspired by a chat i had :3 im also replaying tlou2 bc i cant stop i need it i need it i need it. also i think a LOT more things make sense now, so i think you should replay after u play it.

brief summary: ellie is ur big sister’s best friend! but, unfortunately you’re dubbed an “annoying little sister,” your sister’s not home, ellie’s high when she comes over, and ur a loser nerd who can’t deal with confrontation :(. (au if it wasn’t obvious!)

tw / DUBCON?, ellie is very mean, degrading, praise, pet names, reader is a virgin, small age gap if you really squint, porn without a plot, rushed sex, scissoring (tribbling?), use of y/n i think…

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with a grunt, you pulled your pajama pants up the rest of the way. you were headed to the door after hearing seven hard knocks on the door.

“hello—“ you began, cutting yourself off when you see ellie, your sister’s best friend. “ellie?” you glanced behind her, then behind yourself. “she’s not home right now.”

“yeah, yeah,” she slurred, and your lips went into a thin line from her state, so obviously intoxicated. “she told me come ‘n wait. she’s gettin’ her shit rocked, ‘r whatever. she dropped me off ‘ya know? said you wouldn’t mind. you don’ mind, do you?”

being such a caring person had its ups and downs. you weren’t fond of ellie, and she wasn’t fond of you. she had been your biggest bully throughout the entirety of middle and high school. but, you couldn’t deny her entry. she could get hurt or worse, and you didn’t want that. or to be responsible of it.

you adjusted your glasses, eyeing her with a thoughtful look. her eyes were halflidded, red, and she smelled disgusting. she eyed you right back, her stare almost intimidating.

“no, ellie. i don’t mind,” you said begrudgingly, stepping aside to allow her in. you watched her make her way around the all-too-familiar home while you shut the door. you mentally prepared yourself for tending to her needs; you knew she’d tell if you hadn’t. you also prepared for the anger she would inevitably feel. she was an angry person when intoxicated. you leaned against the door and watched her opened the fridge.

“what do you got?” ellie asked, shutting the refrigerator and looking at you. “what’re you gonna make?”

“i don’t know,” you responded and took a glance at the stove. you hadn’t noticed what she took from the fridge, only gasping when you heard the familiar sound of a beer opening. “hey, hey, hey! that’s my dad’s!” you watched ellie shrug and give you a “so what?” look. “stop it, that’s not good for you!” you rushed over, reaching for the beer, but her rough hand kept you in place as she chugged it down. “ellie, stop! you’re already high, that’s gonna make it worse; ellie, stop!”

“and what the fuck do you know?” she asked as she slammed the beer bottle of the counter, “you stupid fuckin’ loser, what the fuck is wrong with you? i’ll do what-the-fuck-ever i want. you’re such a fucking lame-ass, you won’t even take a lil sip o’ this thing,” she stuck the beer can up to your mouth, which you turned away from, “that’s what i thought, you stupid bitch. you’re probably a virgin, too, huh? you don’t even try- nobody even tries for you. no man, no woman, no whatever. never been in a relationship, never been in fuckin’ nothing. you are such a fucking loser.”

your jaw was slack, almost looking like a fish out of water as it tried to shut and open.

“you’re too high for this,” you said slowly, still shocked at her words. you took a step back, your back pressing against the island counter.

“you don’t know the first thing about ‘too high,’ jackass. bet you never had a dick in you before. too busy studyin’ your stupid fucking books to be the good girl you are. can’t even do this because you’re always bein’ a teacher’s pet, always bein’ a goody-two-shoes, know it all, fucking bitch. probably got a few toys like the desperate freak you are. maybe a dildo? nah, you want that pussy t’stay tight, huh?” you thought it couldn’t get worse than the insults before, but this was insane. your eyes were wide, shock filling your features.

“ellie!” you gasped in horror and embarrassment, “i— i’m calling my sister!”

“you’re a fucking snitch!” she giggled, pointing at you. “she doesn’t care what the fuck i’m saying to you. she’s too busy slutting herself out to give a fuck about your pathetic ass, baby.”

“go away, ellie,” you whimpered out, eyes at the ground. you attempted to push past her, but her hands gripped your wrists. “please.”

“you’re not getting rid of me,” she growled, her beer-breath filling your nostrils, “you’re a goddamn joke. i’m not going anywhere ‘til i’m good ‘n ready. you just know i’m right.” she leaned in, her lips brushing your cheek as she whispered deep into your ear, “you just want my hands all over you, don’t you, y/n? i’ve seen how you watched me. you want a real woman’s hands on ‘ya. all of over your pretty body, hm?”

“no,” you whispered right back, your brows furrowed. this was your sister’s best friend. this was just… wrong; you couldn’t explain it, but it wasn’t right. and she was high! she didn’t know what she was doing, what she was saying, but her touch felt so…

“don’t you lie to me,” she huffed her breath hot in your ear, “you wanna get touched bad. you know you do. you want my hands slidin’ down your pretty panties and touchin’ that clit. make you cum all on my hand. you want that, don’t you?”

“ellie,” you almost moaned out at her dirty talk, your brows knitted together in conflict. your hand went to cover your mouth as her hand slipped beneath the waistband of your pjs and simultaneously your underwear.

“let it out, baby,” she told as your hand muffled a broken moan, “you’re already so, so wet for me. this pussy’s just beggin’ for my touch, huh?” her finger-pad ran across your clit and your knees buckled. she giggled in response, a lazy grin plastered on her face. “mm, ya feel that? this’s what y’ve been missin’ out on with all that nerdy bullshit you do.” her fingers slipped easily inside you, making your eyes roll with pleasure; another moan escaped your throat. “y’so tight. just like i thought.” she pulled her fingers out, quickly giving them a lick before tugging your bottoms down. “oh, baby…” she moaned at the sight, licking her lips as she took you in. “look at that pretty pussy. mhm, ‘n all f’r me, huh?” she knelt down, getting face to face with your cunt. “answer me.” she kissed at your inner thighs. all you could do was watch, trembling under her dominating touch.

you yelped, jumping in surprise as she bit your thigh harshly.

“i said answer.”

“y-yes! all for you, ‘s all for you,” you whimpered, whining as her mouth finally met with your drooling pussy. your resolve had slipped away, only thinking about that needy, touch-starved vulva of yours. “oh, ellie…” she grinned as she watching you come undone, your fingers slipping into her hair and tugging at it. she lapped and lapped at your clit, tongue running circles around the sensitive bud. she gave it a last kiss before she pulled away, smirking at your distress.

“preview, baby. all that was. go to your room, m’followin’ you.”

you were anxious to walk, taking just a moment before giddily rushing to your room. the masculine woman easily followed your direction, shutting the door hard behind her as she pulled you down to the bed with her. her hands were immediately on you as you lay atop her, caressing and running down your back, cupping your ass and squeezing.

“you’re so ready for me baby, aren’t you?” she asked with a small smirk playing at her lips. “you wanna grind that pretty pussy on mine, don’t you?”

“i-i’ve never done this before, i-i don’t know what to do,” you admitted, although she already knew your circumstance.

“makin’ me do all the work, you pretty lil pillow princess?” she teased, that same lazy grin on her face. she easily flipped you over, watching your eyes widen in surprise. “god, how are you so perfect…” she moaned softly to herself, her hands running down your sides, down your legs, and down your calves. she reached her jeans, unbuttoning them and tugging them down quickly. you gulped as you eyed her pubic mound, her dark hair trimmed finely.. she lifted your hips up, appreciating your vulva once more. she used her thumb to lift up your clitoral hood, bending down to meet the pearl with her tongue. “mm, god, i can’t get enough of you. pull your shirt up, wanna see those tits ‘ve been wantin’ to see.” you did as you were told, quickly pulling your nightshirt up and showing her your breasts. a groan left her throat as her hands reached out to touch them, tweaking and rolling your nipples between her fingers.

“please,” you whined, your head tilted back. “please, ellie…”

“oh, i know you’re so needy, huh? never done this before? never been touched so good by another girl b’fore, huh?” ellie teased once more, and all you could do was nod. it was all true. “say it, baby. tell me how much of a loser you are.”

with an embarrassed grimace, you obliged, “i-i’m a big loser. ‘ve never, ever gotten laid ‘n i wanna… oh!” you gasped as you felt the sensation of her pussy meet yours. “ellie…” her hips ground against yours, your clits bumping and running across each other.

“you like this? my pussy all over yours?” she growled, rolling her hips to meet your cunt. “fuck, you’re so wet.” you moaned out, your hands trying to find a place to stay as they flailed. they gripped the sheets and you watched above as her pussy slid across yours. you both glistened with a thin layer of sweat, your bodies becoming hot with arousal. “you feel so fucking good.”

“yes,” you cried, “more.” and she gave you more, her hips rolling with fervor while you writhed in pleasure. “p-please— ellie!”

“yeah, scream my name you little slut,” she purred, her auburn hair sticking to her sweaty face. “let ‘em know— let the neighbors know you’re finally getting laid.”

you continued to moan her name, completely drunk on this feeling. she let out small little ‘just like that’s’ as your voice echoed off the walls of your room.

it was intense, your bodies moving together and so perfectly in sync. sweat dripped from her forehead onto your belly, slightly coating your skin. her hands gripped your chest as she ground against you, the position slightly awkward, but pleasing nonetheless as your heats mushed together in symphony. sloppy squelches filled your ears, almost drowned out by your moans and cries as she took you.

“i’m gonna,” you began, tears welling up in your pretty eyes, “i’m gonna cum, ellie!”

“yeah? right on my pussy? cum right on my pussy, baby,” she moaned, her hands reaching her cup her own breast. you moaned, following her command like a dog as your canal contracting around nothing, costing her slick folds in all your essence. your body convulsed as you came, and the sight forced a moan out of her throat. “yeah, that’s it, my good girl, fu—ck… i’m cumming!” with her orgasm following in suit, she gripped your leg hard, riding out her orgasm as you tried to come down from your own. you whined from the overstimulation, feeling her arousal spread out on your flesh. she shushed you, her index finger on your lips as she calmed her breathing. she dropped your leg, plopping beside you with a grunt.

“t-that was good,” you said to her, your eyes lingering on her glistening face.

“mhm, now you get to brag to a—ll your nerdy, little virgin friends that you,” she jabbed a finger, “got laid.”

“you’re mean,” you huffed, a little pout on your face. she smirked, bringing a hand to the back of your neck and bringing you in to kiss.

“yeah?” she chuckled, “but you like it.”

[hon3y-y]

your choso has rewired my brain...literally cant stop thinking about popular reader who has a new bf every week x virgin nerd choso who despite his inexperience has every intention to leave you dumb on the end of his cock. He even lets you slap his books down and talk shit about him with your little girlfriends in public, but behind closed doors you're the one crying and begging him hdjsjs definition of 'send her back to her bf w my handprint on her ass' aaaaa and if its a love story, it turns out chosos had the fattest crush on her bc he knows shes actually a sweetie at heart but loves her toxic side too and gives her the best dick until she stops playing around like THE REVERSAL 😭 he would be so sweet in his own way and so loyal and a fucking dog to her lowkey but covers it up with mean words and pussy slaps 🥺

Nerd!choso has a special place in my pants heart😵‍💫

Cw; nastyy smut, filming, infidelity(👀), choso is a little pervy but that’s why we love him🫶, talks of bodily fluids, reader is a lil mean

Enjoy<3

After the first time you fucked, he was extremely a little mad about you dating someone the next day (especially since it was his first time and you knew that) but quickly forgot about it once he had his head between your legs later that night, your mouth babbling nonsense when he sucked a little too hard.

He would purposefully leave hickies on your chest and thighs, smiling cheekily as he watched your shakey legs try to dress yourself. “Don’t look at me that way," you mumbled, your usual attitude gone and replaced with shyness under his intense gaze. Yeah, he didn’t have to worry.

Choso let's you get away with everything. the laughing, the pushing, and the taunts about how “small” he probably is from your friends (to which he nearly smirks when you stiffen slightly). He goes along with all of it and even watches you tongue-fuck your stupid boyfriend, who’s likely one hard hit to the head away from permanent brain damage. But he can’t stay mad; you look so cute trying to be tough. Eyebrows furrowed and a little hiss in your tone, knowing that the moment everyone disappears, you’re nothing but a sobbing mess, begging for him to touch you.

You’re in his room later, bent into a mating press, gasping for air as his cock clumsily batters your g-spot. “Yes—fuck, cho! "Your skin feels so hot, and your mind is so numb. Choso is nearly just as loud, already cumming two times, but watching you made it impossible to pull out. A sticky mess of both your fluids caused gooey strings to form whenever he moved away, the erotic sight making him pull out and reach for his phone. “W-what are you—"

You tried to sit up when the light of a camera flashed in your eyes, making you gasp before he tilted it down, focusing on your pussy. “Look at how wet she is.” He reaches out to touch, making your hips jerk in sensitivity. He plays with your wetness, making your cheeks hot, showing off the substance to the camera before placing his finger on your hole to tap at the new cream that seeped out.

You went to pull your legs closed. "E-enough, Choso." You sent him a glare, making him laugh before leaning down to kiss your cunt. He pointed the camera up to catch your shocked face, and you glanced at it again. “Why are you filming this? I never said—"

You squeal as he nips your clit, immediately shutting up but sending him a harsh glare. He kisses your thigh at your compliance. “Do you really not want me to?” He stared up at you, putting little pecks on your bud, making your breath hitch. You shook your head, ‘no’, “fuck, I don’t care, just make me cum,” you whine, pushing his head down. You jolt up, your eyes widening, when you feel the stinging slap on your pussy.

You’re about to speak when he does it again and again, each hit harder than the previous one, a yelp of surprise escaping you as he forces the light in your eyes again, making you squint. “You’re such a slut, it’s almost pathetic." His harsh words make you pout, mumbling about how mean he is. “I’m mean? Tell the camera why you came here.” You bite your lip, looking away, causing him to grab your chin and force you to look. “I’m not asking.”

It feels humiliating: “He couldn’t make me cum.” Your voice is quiet, but you could practically feel the cocky smile on Choso's face. “Who’s he?” You want to die, shaking your head. He rolled his eyes, tapping on your cheek to signal you to talk. With a sigh, you repeat yourself, “My boyfriend couldn’t make me cum.” Choso mockingly coos behind the camera, his thumb going to rub your swollen bud. “And how many times have you cum since getting here?”

He pans the camera back and forth between your needy pussy and pretty face, your sweaty skin glistening under the intense lighting making his cock impossibly harder. You look so delicate, just helplessly taking the pleasure he gives you because your body needs him so bad. Tears gather in your waterline whenever he applies more pressure, eyes zeroing in on the slick that starts to drip down your ass.

You can’t answer, your jaw hanging open when he quickened his pace. Your chest is heaving as you chanted out ‘please!’ hips thrusting up to meet him until you quickly cum with a shutter, choso slowing but not stopping as you relax again. You look up to the camera with a tired smile, holding up your hands to signal four, your eyes could barely remain open, head flopping back into the pillow. your eyes are getting heavy, nearly having you succumb to sleep when you feel his tip align with your cunt. “Flip over, slut.”

He forces you to film yourself as he pounds into you from behind, crying when he leans down to tug at your sore nipples. He forces your back to arch more, pathetically taking his cock into your swollen pussy. If you drop the camera, he’ll wait until you pick it up again. Or, he’ll snatch it from your hand to catch you desperately rutting against him, begging him to let you cum and “fuck you right." He does just that, leaving you with a fried brain and a puddle of your own drool, tears, and juices from how intensely he made you squirt.

Honestly, he’s so horny and has so much stamina he’ll just keep going until he’s shooting blanks, making sure to point the camera at the cum that leaks out of your puffy cunt, spreading your lips so it can closely get your gaping hole. Of course, after he’s had his fun, he’ll gently take care of you. You’re practically sleeping already, barely being able to speak as he nods along to your near incoherent praise, “S'good t’me. Luv you so much."He smiles, a giddy feeling in his tummy, as he holds a water bottle to your lips, which you gulp down quickly, not realizing how dehydrated you really were. He tucks you in, cuddling as you grip onto him tightly.

It’s not long after that you stop seeing the guy you were with, or any for that matter (at least, according to your friends' knowledge). When they ask what happened, you just shrug, making up some excuse, trying not to stutter as the vibrations in your panties speed up. Choso watches closely, smiling happily as you try to discreetly roll your hips<3

A/n: I need him so bad it’s getting to me. Also, send request bc writers block is a btch. Mwah💋

[seattlesellie]

thinkin abt eating bbf!ellie out while she’s gaming and on a call with reader’s brother ☺️

she would have to keep muting her headset every 30 seconds bc she couldn’t keep quiet and eventually would just toss her controller on the floor and end the call so she could fuck reader stupid while reader’s brother is spamming her w texts asking where she went 😭

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ok u got me with this… 💗🪷

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ʚɞ it was purely innocent at first, you swore to god it was. what’s so wrong about sitting on your girlf— well, that isnt quite right. on your frien— god, thats not exactly it either. on your… brother’s best friends (that’s better) lap while she’s playing a video game? she let you in, in fact, she signaled you to come closer with a small pat on her thigh before you did. “m’not a dog…” you scoffed, pouting before rolling your eyes, desperately trying to hide the fact that even that mere, simple gesture made it feel funny in your stomach. “no, but you’re my—“ she stopped, and grazed the corner of her mouth with her tongue. “just come warm me up”

ʚɞ that was her excuse for everything. wanted to hold your hand after splitting you raw? it’s just to warm her up. move closer while her arm is loosely placed on your chest while “hugging” you from behind while laying on the bed? come warm her up. she’d never admit she just yearned to feel you close, craved to touch you at any given moment, as if you’d slip away if she didn’t.

ʚɞ she was wearing her headset, and a couple of baby hairs frizzled up on the top of her head. both hands on the controller, wrapped tightly around your waist, continuously yelling at someone you guessed was a complete stranger she was playing with. “who are you talking to?” you questioned, trying to stop yourself from grinning at how cute she looked with her tongue poking out of her mouth when she was hyperfocused on the screen. “shh…” she sushed, slightly blowing out her eyes. “your brother”

“he can hear me?!” fuck. that came out way too loud. she abruptly placed her left palm on your lips, to shut you up. “just a sec, man” she spoke into the mic. “you cant make any noise” she whispered, and when you winced, she smirked. “just watch, and keep quiet”

ʚɞ being quiet, was not exactly your forte. especially not when you were supposed to (it was as if someone placed a red button with a huge sign of “do not press!”— you have to press.) and especially, while you were sat on ellie’s lap, and she kept sniffling and huffing and cursing those little “fuck” and “shit” under her breath and the air she blew, caressed your neck and made you shiver and… her hand, on that damn controller, her fingers circling the silicone ball, her thumb, to be more specific, and it’s a little fucking distracting— how she happens to bounce her leg, making you bounce up and down with it’s movement, every time she's upset someone had killed her in the game, and how when she wins a round, she lays herself back on the chair, spreads her legs and cockily murmurs into the mic “fucking got you, asshole”

ʚɞ did she know what she was doing, as she slapped your thigh when she won the 3rd round in a row? did she know that when she bounced you up and down, your tummy flipped and your eyes rolled back? even if she did know, what you did next was so not fair to her.

ʚɞ you pressed your ass deep inside her lap, making the fat squish down on her thigh, and she cleared her throat, and chuckled. clearly, it did something to her, her throat feeling suddenly dry, but she didn’t want you to know. you stopped, and she readjusted herself, straightening her back. “i’m out of fuc…ing ammo” and with that, you pressed your ass down even deeper into ellie’s lap, cause her face to twitch in the slightest. “give me some fuc—“ now, you purely rocked your ass back and forth on her crotch, staring at the screen, attempting to appear as aloof as you could. it made her stretch her head back, and huff out a small, shaky breath. she placed her hand on your thigh, and squeezed hard. it wasn’t a nice, thoughtful gesture, it was a sign to stop fucking moving, you’ve been warned. she was on a winning streak and you were about to ruin it.

ʚɞ your shorts were truly way too short, bordering on underwear, the material was truly too thin, and she could feel every inch of you through her sweats. your thighs, your feet rocking back and forth and kicking her on purpose, and your ass who grew to be the biggest distraction of all— “just a sec dude, im pausing just… taking a water break”

she was going to lose, and she knew it.

she took the headset off, and placed it, no— threw it on the table. “what are you doing?” she murmured in a low, raspy voice. you managed to catch your breath, and attempted to sound as angelic and innocent as you possibly could. “nothing…?” you quipped, and smiled softly. ellie slightly nodded her head up and down. “keep doing nothing, see where that gets you”

“not doing anything, swear” and the way you put your hand on your chest, right where your heart is, and then palmed it to give it the smallest, gentlest squeeze… “jesus fucking christ” she huffed, and stared down. she wasn’t going to get out of this, and she certainly wasn't going to win.

ʚɞ she spread her thighs wider, with you sat directly on her thigh, and put her headset back on. two can play this game. she didn’t want your brother to know about you two, and you didn’t want him to know even more. you moved yourself to sit right on her center, right where her crotch is, and the wheeze that came out of her mouth— “fffuck”

“you good, ellie?” that was your brother’s voice popping out of her headset. you were that close to her face. your cheek pressed up on her’s, and you moaned inside her ear, a small “aaah, ellie” and you knew that would get her, because nothing made her wetter than those damn moans, and when you added her name in the mix—she cleared her throat, and if you saw the way her eyebrows scrunched together, her eyelids simply resting shut because she had to physically restrain herself, you’d have probably started whining and begging. “m’good, yeah—keep going” was she talking to you, or to him? you made up your mind. she was talking to you.

ʚɞ you grinded youself back and forth again and again, and you knew you rubbed her right where she needed you. you pressed down hard, and it hit right on her clit. “god” she huffed, her breaths growing shaky and uneven. she bumped her crotch into your ass and it made you squeal like a chew toy. “sh— shut up” she groaned, and hastily placed her palm on your mouth again. “shut the fuck up bro”. it was truly disgusting, how turned on you were by grinding yourself up against her, letting her clothed crotch hump your ass. ellie, desperately dug her palm extra hard on the controller, as she felt a glob of slick leaking out of her cunt, because she knew that if she let it go, her hand would immediately drop down to your pussy, and start fucking you raw on the chair.

ʚɞ the wet, sticky patch in your underwear grew bigger and bigger every time you bounced, circling your ass in fast, needy movements on her crotch as if you were trying to win a race. ellie's mind left the game already, completely blind to what was happening on the screen, but kept on pretending. it was funny to her, truly, how pathetic you looked. your movements growing messy, sweat sticking down your forehead, your bottom lip between your teeth, and she almost let you use her body to cum, and you swore you almost did. your small chocked out breaths were growing heavier and needier, and you huffed small whispers of her name in broken little sentences. “mmhm el-lie” she smirked, and placed her hand up on the small mic to block the obscenity that was about to escape her lips; "about to cum in those little fucking panties? hm? you’re so fucking slutty”

ʚɞ and thats exactly when you stopped, and peeled your shaky body off of her. she seemed confused for a second, because god she was loving it, the way you tried to get her flustered and turned out a needy, flustered, moaning mess yourself. she didn’t even need to do anything, just purely exist, for you to nearly cum inside your shorts. her lips curled into to a small, teasing smile. “what are you doing?” she mouthed. you got down on your knees, placing yourself directly in front of her crotch. ellie hovered over you in a manspread, and you put your chin right on the chair. “nothing” you mouthed back, and gave her a small pout. she huffed, as her game character stood idly on the ground, a black rifle in her hand, and your brother paced nearer and nearer. you placed your hands on her thighs, and batted your eyelashes. she sighed, and gazed at you with a prying look.

“you’re gonna fucking kill me”

“hell fucking yes i am” your brother exclaimed, muffled in her headset.

ʚɞ you didn’t even peel the grey sweats out of her body, you straight up yanked them down. what you saw… didn’t disappoint you in the slightest. a wet spot, perhaps even bigger than yours, making her black boxers take even a darker shade of black. you let out a shaky “oh my… god”, as she slid off of the chair, her eyes rolling back. “m’playing… just keep fucking going i’m playing” again, she wasn’t talking to you, or was she? she looked at you again, warning you. you blinked slowly, trying to tease her as much as you could. ellie's eyes squinted, and she hesitated for a moment. she brought her hand down and caressed the top of your head. although she was gentle, you could tell how crazy you were driving her. she bucked her hips forward, and mouthed; “lick”

ʚɞ firstly, you gave a small lick to the soft fabric, and felt her tangy sweet taste just merely grazing your pink muscle. then, she aggressively patted her hand on the top of your head, again, and made you look up at her. her eyes turned a darker shade of emerald green, and she looked angry. “dont play with me” she mouthed, and squeezed your cheeks together. she gave the right one a small pat, and then a stinging little slap, making you yelp. she was in control, and she was going to use you.

ʚɞ she placed the controller on your fucking head, and pushed her soaking boxers down, to lay loosely wrapped aound her ankles. ellie pushed your face forward to meet her weeping core, and you immediately stuck your tongue out, to gift a delicate, slow lick to her glistening, peachy pink folds. you pushed it inside of her hole, and she clenched right on it. she gripped the controller harder, and looked absolutely gone. no matter how hard she pushed your head, you didn’t dare to ever meet her clit, the brat that you are, because you thought it was so much more fun to watch her suffer. “mmfuck” she groaned, “fuck— y-you man” and the way she whimpered right into the mic; “m’good dude just— fuck just my arm hurts” and looked downwards to give you a look that was purely warning you— keep on playing with her like that and she’d fucking make it hurt.

ʚɞ it was torturous, and she really got truly delirious, the way in which you licked around her cunt, stopping your movements to plant a simple, delicate little kiss on her thigh, just to hear her respond with a throaty groan, look down at you with her bangs sticking to her forehead, hand shaking around the black controller, biting her lip hard— because if she didn't, she would have moaned so loud she'd get kicked out of your family's home for fucking with your brother's precious sister. she shook her thigh to get you off of it, and it signaled to stop fucking teasing. "I can'— fuck— man fuck, im gonna fucking— lose the fucking game" she stutters, sounding like a complete idiot, biting her fist hard and twisting her face, her jaw clenched so tight because if he hears her, he's gonna think she's either about to pass completely out, or think she's in heat— and the fact that you won't, absolutely refuse to give her needy clit any attention, and the way you look so concentrated on torturing her, keeping your eyes fixated on her’s, acting all brave because you know she cant talk, and cant do anything because she’s fucking “busy” oh, you pissed her off— your mouth stuffed with her cunt, looking up to her as if you're not trying to kill her;

nope. she can't do this anymore. she grabbed the back of your neck forcefully, and pulled yourself off of her. you pout, and then you're slightly terrified, because the controller just met the floor with a loud thud. "i'll be back in 5 minutes" she breathlessly talks into the mic.

“swear— five fucking minutes, gimme five”

ʚɞ you both stare at each other for a moment, as if you're communicating with just looks, and she lifts herself off of the chair and you pounce back, but she's quicker than you.

you dont know how you find yourself pushed against the mattress, with her hand around your throat. she's not pressing, it's just wrapped around it, and she's angry.

"you fucking..." you look to the side, trying to avoid her piercing gaze. the wall, apparently, has a lot to say. "look at me" she whispers, and forces you to turn your head around and face her. freckles splattered all over her face, you try and concentrate on them but she's chasing your eyes.

ʚɞ she's too quick, it's all too fucking quick and you whine so loud, your back arching off of the bed and she presses you down, shoves her hand inside of your panties and chuckles; "you're a fucking... you're so fucking..." she’s breathless, and famished, because she doesn't even finish that sentence before her lips are on yours, hips jerking forward, as soon as she feels the puddle, or the sea, that's right inside your panties.

"fucking tease"

ʚɞ you swear you’re vibrating on her hand. “pl—ease” you plead, your voice whiney and quiet because all of a sudden, ellie has the upper arm, and you, poor you— can’t tease her anymore. “please what?” she coos. “please ellie…” and she cups your tits, both of them, and squeezes them together so tight it makes you leak down your thigh.

“s’not good enough” she tsk’s, bringing her forehead to meet yours. she merely hovers over your clit, and it’s that friction you were looking for so hard and—

her phone buzzes.

“where the fuck are you?”

“?”

“????”

“hello?”

she places the phone screen in front of you, pinches your chin with her index finger and her thumb, makes sure you actually look, and types;

“i’m fucking your sister, brb”

your breath hitches, and she chuckles, deeply and mockingly, like shes making fun of you.

“should i press send?” she teases.

“no…” you stutter, and yet again, attempt to wear the purest, most angelic and divine expression on your face. “oh… no?” she mocks, plunging a finger inside of you deep, cooing at how you gasp silently, imitating your gasp right back to you.

“nonono” you blabber incoherently, and she’s not even moving her finger, just letting you warm it inside.

“s’too bad…”

and with that, she presses “send.”

a moment passes.

“not funny dude”

oh, he didn’t buy it.

[mattslvrxo]

second series!!

{ hate how much i need you. }

part { 1 }

꣑ৎ { enemy user x matt sturniolo } ꣑ৎ

{ ! } contains: sex, blackmailing, nsfw content, adulatory , drinking, bars, swearing, .. etc

based on the song

╰┈➤ ❝ . ۫ . too sweet . ۫ . ❞۫

{your pov}

i hated matt sturniolo the second he opened his mouth. not because he was rude — although he was — but because he looked at me like he already had me figured out. like he’d seen a hundred girls like me before and none of them were worth the trouble.

“you post to be seen,” he said at that first party, lazily drunk, slouched into the couch like the room belonged to him. “it’s desperate.” i laughed. “and you post to be worshipped. at least i’m honest.”

we’d spent the rest of the night wrapped in that tension — arms crossed, words sharp, eyes dragging across each other when we thought the other wasn’t looking. i knew he wanted me. he knew i knew. and that’s what made it worse.

he ghosted me after the first time we hooked up. he didn’t say a word, didn’t follow me, didn’t answer when i reached out. just left me with bruises on my hips and a bitter taste in my mouth. so i ghosted him back when he came around the second time.

i stopped asking why we kept circling back. by the third time, i’d learned not to care.

we weren’t friends. we didn’t talk. we avoided each other in public and stalked each other in private. i knew his fake finsta. i knew he subscribed to my alt spam just to watch me go out with other people. he knew who i hooked up with and made sure every guy i even flirted with got the message: don’t try it.

lol he never said it outright, but i could feel it. he hated that he wanted me. and i hated how much i liked it.

the worst part?

i craved it too.

⸻

{ matt’s pov }

i’ve had sweet. the kind of girls that text back right away, giggle when you say dumb shit, show up early, kiss like it’s their first time every time. but her? she wasn’t sweet.

she was all bite. all heat. a problem in platform heels and low-cut everything. the kind of girl who made you forget your own name just to moan hers. and i was stupid enough to fall for it.

the night at the bar changed everything.

it was a private bar, the fanciest, so i wasnt afraid of paparazzi going there.. or any crazy fans, most of my fans cant even drink yet.

i was already in a bad mood. some shit had gone to my mind, my brothers were pissing me off, and then i saw her. across the room. skin glowing under neon, dress short, eyes sharp, with dark eyeliner. some guy had his hand on her waist and i knew right then i was about to do something dumb.

the guy was yelling. too loud. too close.

“baby,” i said, sliding my hands around her waist from behind, like they belonged there. i looked him dead in the eyes. “she’s with me.”

her body stiffened like she was about to tell me off — and she should’ve — but she didn’t. instead, she leaned in, head against my neck, like we were already halfway home.

when the guy left, she shoved me against the bathroom wall. “you don’t get to play hero,” she hissed. “you hate me, i hate you.” “i do,” i muttered, pulling her hips to mine. “so shut up and let me hate you like this.”

we fucked like we were trying to destroy each other. hands bruising, lips biting, her legs locked around my waist like she wanted to break me open and live inside.

after, we sat on the tile floor, breathing heavy. she stared at the ceiling like it didn’t matter, like none of it ever did.

“this isn’t real,” she said, eyes blank. “i know.” but it felt real. it always fucking did. i couldn’t stop going back to her.

she made me insane. she blackmailed me once just to see if she could — sent me a photo of us in her bed and said, “post that stupid tiktok about loving clean girls and i’ll drop this instead.”

i swear that picture had an effect on me, it didnt show my face, but it showed my arm and someone could recognize my tattoos easily. it was a picture of her, my cock in her right hand. she was staring darkly into the camera, teasing smirk, lips plump, hair messed up, makeup ruined, yet she still looked like a goddess.

i should’ve been furious. instead, i jerked off to that picture more than i care to admit.

⸻

{ your pov }

matt’s obsession was the only thing more dangerous than mine.

we didn’t belong together. he was brand-safe, swore on camera but gently , didn’t even drink. i was everything he wasn’t allowed to touch. my name wasn’t attached to his in public — but it was written all over him behind closed doors.

he kissed like a man trying to make me forget everyone else. and when he begged under his breath — “just this once, please baby ive been good and—” i always let him in.

but after? it was always the same.

i’d fix my hair. he’d adjust his hoodie. one of us would say it.

“i still hate you.” i’d mutter as i put my clothes on. “i hate you more sweetheart, dont forget it.” he would replied with a soft murmur.

we both knew it was a lie.

[jinnirev]

thinking abt how it'd be like to have 8 possessive men obsess over their 9th member

☆ pairing: ot8!skz x f!reader

☆ T/W: vaginal penetration, anal, double penetration, breeding kink, size kink, oral sex, degradation kink, dacryphilia, gang bang, hand jobs

🔞 nsfw under the cut!

just thinking about how they refuse to have sex with you in the dorm mainly because they know they'll get jealous.

chan who would let his anger out onto your body by pounding into your tight little cunt. passionately kissing you and rubbing your swollen clit. he also makes sure to cum deep inside you so that the rest of the boys know that he thoroughly bred you.

leeknow who gets so jealous when he sees you with someone else, he pulls you aside and into the nearest bathroom to fuck you good. just to remind you how good his cock is and how good he can destroy your pussy. you always end up walking with a limp after he's done with you.

changbin who hates it when you talk about other male idols, so every time you bring up one of them he decides to fuck your mouth. keeping your little mouth shut. his cock is also so so thick so you struggle so much with keeping your jaw wide open for him. but it's okay because he rewards you by kissing you after he cums down your throat.

hyunjin who would outright ask you who you think can eat you out the best. you know damn well that if you said anyone other than him, he would be mad. so that was exactly what you did. he ended up fucking you into your mattress. yup, you got fucked so good, you could only moan his name.

jisung who has an obsession with your pussy and your ass. he can literally spend hours just licking at your poor, overstimulated cunt and then proceed to finger your asshole because and I quote, "you have two holes, might as well put them to good use."

felix who is so sweet yet so possessive of you. the moment he sees someone else's cum dripping out of your pussy, he immediately cleand it all out of you basically licking it all up to make sure that only his cum ends up in your cunt.

seungmin who is cant stand it when another man's cum is in your pussy. during a concert sound check, after minho fucked you silly, seungmin saw you wobbling out of the closet with minho's cum dripping down your thighs. (minho stole your panties and you were wearing skirt) seungmin immediately pulls you back into the supply closet despite you whining, urging minho to "get lost so i can fuck her till she can't walk". and he did that.

jeongin who has the highest sex drive out of all the members. everyone adores him so he somehow manages to get to fuck you the most. and he is so so sweet when he fucks you, always whimpering into your ear about how tight you feel around him and how good you make him feel.

but just because they get jealous easily doesn't mean it stops them from threesomes, foursomes, or even a gang bang.

chan and changbin absolutely adores it when you struggle to fit both their dicks into your tiny little pussy. they always spoil the hell out of you when they fuck you together. you end up so so cockdrunk every time after they're done with you, and their aftercare is always so sweet!

leeknow and seungmin are the ultimate brat taming pair. so whenever you're getting out of line, they always make sure they put you back in your place. minho would be slamming his cock into your abused cunt while seungmin would be fucking your face into oblivion.

jisung and felix, who everyone believes are the sunshine twins would probably assume that they're the sweetest in bed. but oh no, they're dead wrong. these two boys will be the meanest out of all the members, they get such a kick from calling you their filthy slut. and it gets even better when they see tears forming and rolling down your pretty face. but no matter how mean they are, they always end up kissing your tears away, before fucking you stupid.

hyunjin and jeongin are probably the most gentle when they're in a good mood. hyunjin likes to teach innie and show him what you like the most, and innie gets all sulky because he already knows all this, he knows jinnie was just trying to spend more time playing with your pretty pussy. of course, being the sweet girl you are, you make sure that they both get to use your holes. so double penetration is usual when it comes to these two boys. they would both fight over who would get your pussy and it would end up with a game of scissors paper stone, and the winner gets to fuck your pussy 💀 hyunjin lost

all 8 of them rarely participate in gang bangs, and when they do, it was mainly just a whole lot of begging from your end. but when they did, they realised how hot it truly was, watching you take 8 cocks at once. jeongin was laying on the bed, his cock deep inside your ass. while chan has his fat cock buried deep in your pussy, bouncing you up and down on both their cocks.

and of course let's not forget about the rest of the boys, you would take turns sucking them off, using both your hands to jerk off the cocks when your mouth was stuffed full. that night ended with you having multiple loads stuffed up both your holes, cum all over your tits, stomach, face, basically everywhere. God, all of them had to takepictures of you laying there.

[taelortot]

The Sun and the Moon

I’ve always said I’m better at one shots so idk how to make a whole story. I promise I’m trying my very best 🫶🏻

Idk how many words, but it’s like a 20 minutes read?

Collegestudent!Megumi x y/n

Contents: fluff, angst, fighting, cursing, somewhat happy ending.

Zero One 1.5 Two

You know how when you see your best friend or a cute puppy and get so very excited and cant stop smiling? Or maybe you squeal and feel endorphines flooding your brain, overloading your system with those happy little cells.

It was like that when y/n saw her gumi.

High pitched squealing, smile on her face, jumping up and down, failing to contain her excitment (not that she wanted to anyway)

"oh god here she comes" someone groaned, hearing giggles from behind the group of friends.

"watch your mouth, Itadori" Megumi growls, slapping the back of the pink haired friends head. His face hard like stone, and nothing but warning written in his pretty blue eyes.

As he turns around he cant help but give a lopsided smile, the slightest break in his nonchalant cool extirior.

"hi pretty girl-mmph" it catches him off guard everytime, even though he expects it. Y/n throwing herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck in a way that could possible be classified as assault.

"mwah" y/n exaggerated the sound of her kissing Megumi... once agrain earning a groan from yuji.

"mwah mwah mwah!" Megumi is attacked with kisses that taste oh so good. The pretty pink lipgloss that clings to y/ns lips now coats megumis.

And!!! We all should be aware that Megumi is a man and NOT a little puss boy who wipes it off.

He wears it proudly, letting everyone who passes know he’s getting kissed by possibly the hottest girl in the whole world.

"Nobara!" She releases megumi from the chokehold, i mean hug. "I got you this at the mall!" Y/n smiles as she digs through her little pink purse for the item she got for her new friend.

"It’s the lipgloss you said looked pretty! I got you one so we can match and so you can kiss yuji and he will wear it like my gumi does" the 'jumping bean', as megumi calls her, extends her hand, passing the gift off.

"umm thanks, but yuji and I aren’t dating" Nobara creases her eyebwos, confused at the offering, but even more confused as to why y/n would think such a thing.

"oh" she frowns "too bad, you two would be tots cutie together" y/n wiggles her eyebrows at the both of them.

"mmm i dont think so"

The strange thing was, Megumi kinda hated how nice y/n was to his friends. He constantly had to shut them up vwhenever they talked about y/n, since they never had anything good to say about her.

He’s talked to y/n a few times about her not being so nice to them, but y/n thought that was rude. Y/n didnt believe in being mean just to be mean. If she was going to be rude, it would be provoked and not just for fun. She was always correcting Megumi for the hard looks on his face and how he rolled his eyes whenever someone said something stupid.

"c’mon baby, lets get to class" Megumi says in a unusulally soft voice. Only because he knows that y/n got Nobara that lipgloss out of the kidness of her heart and he knew it hurt her a little that the brunette wasn’t excited to receive it.

"kaykay" y/n nods while allowing megumi to pull her in the direction of their film study class.

It was never good when y/n was quiet. Megumi knew this to be true, he knew when she wasn’t speaking, something was wrong. So he poked.

“Why so quiet, pretty?” His voice low, as to not disrupt the other students listening to the professor. It’s when y/n shrugged her shoulders, not even looking over, megumi knew for a fact something was bothering her.

“Cmon, baby. What’s bothering you?”

“Why don’t they like me?” Y/n asked in such a small voice, the slight waver of her words nearly sent Megumi into a fit of anger.

“They like you” he tried to tell her, although his words went in one ear and out the other. Y/n knew he was just trying to make her feel better.

“They don’t.. and I tried to do something nice. I always try to be nice, but they just don’t like me”

“I- I think maybe you’re too nice. Yuji likes you, but I think he’s jealous of the fact that we are dating. And Kugisaki is just.. she’s just- I dunno, there.” He pauses, lowering his lips to y/ns ear.

“It doesn’t matter if they like you or not. Because I love you” the whisper sent shivers down y/ns spine, having to suppress a giggle from escaping her lips. “Why don’t we go get you that skirt you liked at the mall after class?” Megumi presses a kiss just below her ear. “Hmm?”

“Mhm” y/n nods her head, fixing her blown out curls that megumi messed when he nuzzled his face into her neck.

Megumi fushiguro is whipped.

Not question about it.

There’s not one thing that y/n could ask Megumi for that he wouldn’t do for her. Going out of his way just to see the smile on her face. The requests over the past 6 months have gotten a little ridiculous, honestly. But still, Megumi would find a way to get it done.

The two have been in this little bubble since they first started dating, nothing mattered but each other. Of course megumi had other priorities and obligations! But… tell me why this guy answered a FaceTime call and quite literally had a casual conversation while him, yuji, inumaki, and maki were fighting off curses… yeah gojo wasn’t a fan of that when it was reported back to him.

The curse was killed.. so what’s the big deal??

So now phones must be on silent when they are out fighting curses. Thank y/n for that.

Back to when they first started dating, quite literally no one believed Megumi. They only believed it when y/n ran up and kisses him before running off giggling with her friends.

Such an odd looking couple the two are. Their dynamic sending passerby’s reeling. Bubbly pink and brooding black. But you know that they say about opposites.

“Gumiiii!!!” Y/n yells running up to him after her last class, meeting him at his car.

Megumi leans against the sedan, sunglasses perched on his nose, expecting his girl to jump into his arms like always.

The small group of friends let out little groans as y/n reaches them, heels clicking on the pavement giggles echoing off the parked cars.

“Mwah!!” She kisses his lips (like always)

Megumi spins her around once she’s in his arms, like they’re in some sort of movie, her feet swinging in the air. Her hair blows in his face and he can’t help the way his knees slightly buckle when he catches a whiff of the way she always seems to smell like sugar cookies.

“I missed you!”

“I missed you too princess” Megumi tells her as he places her heeled feet back on the ground.

“Whipped” Yuji tried to cover his words with a cough, earning a snicker from Inumaki and a glare from Megumi.

“Fuck off” Megumi shoves the pink haired friend a little harder than he meant to. Turning his attention back to y/n, he opens the car door and lets her get settled in, putting her seatbelt on for her.

“What’s your issue?” Megumi growls once the door is closed.

“What?” Yuji chuckles, thinking he’s so funny.

“I’m not fuckin whipped. If your virgin ass for a girlfriend you’d be the same way”

“You are so whipped for her it’s not even funny, Fushiguro” yuji turns to Inumaki, waiting for an agreement “tuna tuna”

“Shut your ass up before I tuna tuna you” megumi shoves his way past them.

“That doesn’t even make any sense” yuji keeps provoking, only because he loves when Megumi gets all irritated.

“It doesn’t have to, you know what it means”

They know exactly what he means, and neither of them want to be on the wrong end of megumis wrath, especially when it comes to y/n. Both of them have had to pull Megumi off several guys, all of them profusely bleeding out of their faces.

But that still doesn’t change the fact that he’s whipped.

Megumi sat in a small uncomfortable chair watching y/n try on about 15 skirts, just to find the right one. He would argue they all looked the same, but he knows y/n would go on a rant telling him otherwise.

So, he’s learned to keep his mouth shut. He honestly could watch her do this all day, only because y/n caters to him in the form of opening the changing room door just to flash her tits every once in a while.

"I like the white, blue and black ones" Megumi says helping y/n gather her items, stretching his legs from being sat down a little too long.

"I should get the pink one too, right?" Y/n said debating if she really needed another pink mini skirt… and she has a lot of little pink skirts.

"Yes" no hesitation.

Megumi always agrees with his Princess. Well mostly, only when it comes to stuff like this. He’s not afraid to put his foot down when he needs to.

Megumi also always pays for his princess. Chivalry is not dead when it comes to Megumi Fushiguro.

"Thank you, gumi!" y/n clings to him, making sure he knows she appreciates him in every single way. Y/n could have bought all the items herself, but Megumi never lets her. And she’s really not sure where he gets all this money, but she never questions it.

"After yogurt can we get dumplings and watch a movie at yours? I wanna play with my babies” Y/n asks not taking her eyes off the frozen custard worker as he fills her cup up with the strawberry flavor she loves.

"Anything you want, baby. Oh, She wants sprinkles with that" Megumi replies turning his attention to the employee.

After a few seconds he could practically hear the pout on y/ns lips. Or maybe it was the way she squeezed his hand just a little tighter. Either way, he knew something was wrong. And our Megumi instantly knew what she was pouting about.

"She wants more than that! Don't be so stingy, give her more" Megumi barked at the young employee. He also knew they y/n would never tell an employee how to do their job, only because if she believed she could do it better, she would be employed there, and they wouldn’t be.

Y/ns a crybaby who likes things done a certain way, but she’s not a Karen.

Back at Megumis dorm, the two sit on his bed, chowing down while the pups lay at the foot of the bed. Y/n snuck them bites of food while her black haired boyfriend wasn't paying attention. Y/n wasn't as sneaky as she thought, since Megumi noticed all 6 times she did it.

Through the whole movie y/n has her feet across Gumis lap, as he massaged them. "Feel good?" Megumi asked noticing y/n was starting to relax a bit more, her legs becoming more pliant in the way he moved them around.

"Mhmm" y/n fluttered eye eyes open seeing him with a soft smile on his lips. She liked this side of megumi, the side no one saw. How soft he can truly be. It was rare for megumi to smile, and y/n was happy she got to see every single one of them.

Something Megumi really enjoyed was rubbing y/ns feet after a long day of her wearing heels. (even though y/n insisted heels were more comfortable than flats, he never believed her)

Plus how could he not love how soft and small her feet are? Go ahead and call megumi a foot freak, he doesn't care. He literally doesn't give two shits about any of that, he loves y/n cute little toes, and the arches of her feet when he massages them with his thumbs.

Even more so when the arches of her feet are rubbing up and down his thick cock.

Okay, maybe he loves that the most.

"Can you paint my toes?" Y/n asks in a small voice after a few moments of watching Megumis thick thumbs dig into the balls of her feet.

"Only if you give me a foot job after.”

“Deal”

If there was one thing y/n hated the most, it was being separated from her boyfriend for an extended period of time. She could handle the couple of hours she had to suffer in classes, but any longer and it felt like she was going to pass away.

So imagine the sinking feeling in her chest when Megumi told her between one of her classes that he had to leave campus for a while to go to the doctor, and he probably wouldn’t be back until dinner.

"please just take me with you" y/n begged him, soft tears pooling in her eyes. It just broke his heart, his cold black little heart.

"baby, s'not gonna be fun n you're just gonna sit there all bored."

"don't care. Wanna go"

"how bout if you stay, I'll bring you a cupcake from that new bakery?" Megumi really didn't want y/n to go with him. Like he really didn't want her to go. Not because he would rather be away from her, but because y/n would ask him so many questions about why he's going to the doctor. And he didn't really want to have her all concerned about his wellbeing.

It's not like the guy was dying or anything. He was having minor issues hearing out of his right ear, nothing to be too concerned about. The only reason he figured out something was up, was because he couldn't hear y/n moaning in his ear very well.

Megumi was telling her to be louder, but y/n protested, earning a harsh slap to the face. One that was hard enough to sting and turn all red, leaving his handprint across her skin. It was when she started crying, he knew something else was going on. Only because his girl loves to be slapped around. After a bit of a cry and a little explaining, megumi figured out he can't hear very well out of one ear. (y/n was being very very loud and didn't think it was necessary to be screaming)

Don't worry, he took care of his girl for a very long time after that.

"No. Wanna go" This brat was gonna be the death of him.

So there she was, patiently waiting in the cold waiting room, reading magazines and sipping on a diet coke she got from the vending machine. She didn't ask any questions when megumi got out, figuring he would tell her if it was something serious.

"Which one you want, baby?" Megumi asked hiding a slight chuckle at the way y/n was basically pressed up against the glass display case. Kinda like how a kid is at the zoo when they see their favorite animal.

"mmm i can't decide, i like strawberry but i also like red velvet" y/n turned over her shoulder, hoping Megumi would be able to decipher what flavor her tongue wanted to taste more. That was something he was good at, deciding for her.

Why have a brain and make decisions when her boyfriend could do it for her? And always make the right one too.

"yeah, could we just do a strawberry and red velvet"

"really gumi!!" y/n jumped with excitement. His little jumping bean.

"really really"

Anything for his girl.

Absolutely anything for y/n.

Fucking. Whipped.

That was until a few days later.

Friday rolled around, and it was a good day. Until it wasn’t.

"you know shes using you right?"

These words came from his pink haired, somehow always happy friend, Yuji Itadori. Megumi wasn’t sure why Yuji decided to just say that while they were discussing plans for mission. Until his friend nodded in the direction of where y/n was standing.

Megumi looked over his shoulder to see y/n with his credit card in hand, waiting in line to order a latte she so desperately needed.

"dude, come on. Shes obviously only happy when you're buying her things"

"shut the fuck up Itadori. She's not using me"

Even though he said the words out loud and didn't believe them for one second, Yujis words still stuck with him. Gnawing their way into every single train of through Megumi had. He couldn't focus. Anxiously bouncing his knee while his girlfriend sipped on her drink and played with the rings on his fingers.

Y/n was always happy around Megumi.

Always.

But… her smile did get bigger, and her giggles did get louder when he pulled out his credit card. He always just rolls over and passed her the plastic, not even saying no once.

Is what everyone saying true? That he's changed, that he's whipped, that he's soft? When had he, Megumi Fushiguro, became so soft?

Was it when y/n smiled at him for the first time? Was it the first time he saw her? Or what it when she declared herself his for the first time?

He didn't know.

But he knew it happened.

He had changed.

For better? Or for worse?

When the group parted ways, he helped y/n into his car, getting her all buckled up. He watched as he settled into the car the way she kicked off her flip flops, throwing her feet on the dash, pressing her toes into the windshield.

Leaving toe prints in the windshield made y/n giggle, knowing Megumi loves to see the marks there days after.

"Can we get slushies tonight for dinner?"

"Slushies aren't dinner, baby. Gonna get cavities with that sweet tooth of yours."

"Then for dessert?"

"mmm... not tonight baby" Out of curiosity, he said no. Even though he was craving a slushie too. He just wanted to see what would happen.

"awe" y/n pouts from the passenger seat

"m'sorry baby. next time okay?'

"okay" y/n said with a soft nod to her head, a little upset. Only because they ALWAYS get slushies on Friday nights. Always. It became a little tradition for the couple. Now Megumi was breaking tradition, and our girl y/n is very superstitious. Believing something bad was going to happen since they are breaking about 4 months of tradition.

Oh! Silly me! Did I forget to say that earlier that day Nobara cornered y/n outside her art history class to tell her "You need to stop using Megumi for his money. I can see right through that fake little smile you have". Jinkies, looks like I forgot to add that. We will talk about what y/n said back to her in just a little bit.

Nobaras words stuck with y/n, even while she sat across from her at the cafe. Y/n isn't a tattletale, so she didn't think she was ever going to tell Megumi what was said to her. Nobara can believe anything she want, because y/n knows the truth. She loves Megumi with every fiber of her being, and she knows Megumi knows this too.

"You okay?" Megumi looks over at y/n. She's laid back on his bed, eyes staring at the ceiling while Megumi rubs her feet and calves, like he always does.

"mhm" Y/n hums, not moving her eyes from the ceiling.

"you've been pouting all night, didn't think you'd be so upset about slushies"

"M'not upset. Its just-" She turns her head to look at her favorite blue eyes. "it's just we always get slushies Friday nights. You get a coke slush and I get coke and white cherry mixed. We always get them for sleepover Fridays"

"I know baby. M'sorry" He felt like he was in some sort of torture chamber, seeing the look on y/ns face as she explained why she 'wasn't upset'.

Reaching over, he uses his fingers to brush the hair out of her face, cupping her cheek, letting his thumb caress her skin. Looking into her pretty eyes, he watches as she melts into his touch.

Even still, he had to know the truth. He had to ask her. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath.

"Are you using me" eyes still closed, refusing to look into her eyes and possibly see the betrayal written in them. The second the words came out of his mouth, he regretted even speaking them.

"what?" y/ns whispered, not trusting her own voice. sitting up quickly, she repeated her question, voice shaking as she spoke a little louder. "what did you just ask me?"

"are you using me? for money or something?" he couldnt stop the words, it was like word vomit or something. Why did he fucking continue the conversation? He could fucking hear the hurt in y/ns voice loud and fucking clear.

"wh- why would you say that, gumi?" y/n could feel the sting of harsh tears blurring her vision, nose burning from the way she was hodling them back. "look at me megumi" y/n cupped his face, tilting his head up to look at her. "why would you ask me that?" eyebrows furrowed as she stares at her boyfriend, confused as to where he got that idea. She thought maybe it was Nobara who said something to him as well.

"i-i just heard it through the grapevine" megumi says shyly, embarassed he even started this conversation in the first place.

"you heard a rumor?" he nods "a rumor, megumi?"

"yes, im sorry. I know its not true.. just forget it"

"you asking me that lets me know you believed it, even for just a moment"

"i dont believe it"

"then why did you ask?" y/n let go of megumis face, and he hated that feeling. The warmth of her hands gone, his sun no longer shining on him.

"because you do ask me for a lot of things" A bitter, sharp tone spewing from megumis plush lips. It Shocked both of them and Megumi wasn’t sure where this anger was coming from. He has never been bothered when y/n asks him for things, so why the suddedn hostility?

And thats when y/n got up from the bed, standing barefoot on the wodden floor. Eyebrows knitted together, pure confusion written across her face.

"you told me to always ask you for anything I want, so I do."

"Maybe a little too much, y/n"

Y/n.

Y/n.

Y/N.

A single word. A name. Y/ns name.

Who knew a singular word could cause y/ns whole heart to crumble?

Megumi hasn't spoken y/ns name to her in months. Last time it was because she almost got ran over by a truck. A lifesaving moment.

But something was different about the way he said her name. Like his words were laced with poison, a poison that was specifically made just for her. One that would inflict deep wounds, not enough to kill her, but enough to leave scars she would have to bear for the rest of her life.

The sinking feeling in her stomach only grew when Megumi stood up as well, towering over her.

Normally she loved when he did this, when he intimated her with his height.

But not like this. Nothing about the way he stood, chest heaving with every breath, was comforting. The way his eyes bore into hers, sends a shiver down her spine.

"too much? You said you love when I ask you for anything I need! You said it makes you feel like a provider for me!" y/n takes a step back from him as her voice rasises slightly.

"You do ask too much. It’s like you can’t go one day without asking me to buy you something or to rub your feet" You see, the scary thing about Megumi was, he didnt have to raise his voice at y/n to scare her. His voice smooth and steady when they argued. "Have you ever thought about it? Have you ever thought about what I get in return? Sure you help me out here and there, but all I get from you is sloppy head"

Y/ns eyes widened and a gasp fell from her lips. "are you fucking kidding me?!" y/n reached over, grabbing a stick of deodorant from the night stand, throwing it directly at him. He suppresses a laugh as it hit his chest with very little impact.

The small smile on his lips falls when he sees her reaching for the lamp.

"you think thats funny, fushiguro?!" y/n rips the cord from the wall, the end of it making a whipping noise from the way she yanked it. (honestly a valid reaction)

"sloppy head? Aren’t you the one always asking me to suck you off wherever the fuck we are?!" Megumi took a step back, since he doesn’t know if this bitch is actually crazy enough to throw the lamp at his head and leave him to bleed out. "Oh let’s see if you remmeber? 'Please baby please I need your mouth on my cock, you know how much i love it' thats you, right?" Y/n mocked the way Megumi begs y/n any chance he gets.

"look all m'saying is you could do a little more than just giving me head" His words are emotionless as he shrugs his shoulders. Like a t-Rex and its prey, if he doesn’t make any sudden harsh movements, she won’t attack.

"you fucking prick!" y/n let out a shrill scream as she throws the lamp as hard as she can, knocking Megumi back as he catches it just before it hits him in the face. "you think I don’t do anything for you?!"

Okay so his t-Rex theory was wrong.

"you coulda hit me in the face!" Megumi drops the lamp at his feet.

"i. dont. care." y/n took a step closer with every word. "you think I dont do anything for you, huh?"

"nope" Megumi stares down at his girlfriend that feels like she has bigger balls than him at the moment.

And he really doesn’t understand why his mouth is moving still, he doesn’t mean any of the words that are coming out. Maybe he just likes the fight? Or maybe he likes this new side of his girlfriend.

Possibly a sadist? Or masochist? He will google that later.

"So you think I stitch up your little stupid outfits just for fun? You think I sew back the button on your shirt becaused I just looooveee to sew buttons? You think I wash run you a bath and wash your hair for you after a mission just because? Or when I help you paint your little figurine things because your fat fingers can’t get all the details. Or when you started to fail you english class, do you think your professor just magically changed his mind about letting you turn in late work?" Y/n took a deep breath, not realizing she had been speaking so quickly. Tears fall from her face in a way Megumi will refuse to say he loves.

"I take snacks to you and your fucking friends who hate me when you all study together. I massage your head and give you hair cuts. I clean your dorm! I- I-“

“Bab-“

“Is that not enough for you!? Is what I do so little that you don’t appreciate what I do? Is it not Important? Or do you want me to continue the list of all the things I do for you?”

Megumi was completely at a loss for words. He hadn’t realized how much y/n actually does for him —How much effort she puts into the relationship. It has never just been y/n looking pretty while Megumi did all the heavy lifting. It’s not her fault that Megumi did all those things for her, truly she has never asked him to purchase big items for her. Sure she’s asked for him to buy her coffee or a stuffy at the store, but high ticket items, absolutely not.

Megumi is just whipped for her.. that’s what it was. All y/n had to do was batt her eyelashes and he was putty in her hands. Almost pathetic really.

“Pretty, relax I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean it”

“You said what you said. Obviously you believe it if you asked me. You want me to stop doing shit for you? Done. You want to stop buying me things? Fine.” Megumi had never heard y/n speak in such a way. He’s never heard this girl cuss, speak in full sentences, or be so livid. This wasn’t the girl he had fallen for. It looked like her, stood like her, but wasn’t his girlfriend.

And Megumi didn’t like it. At first maybe he did a little.. but not in this very moment. Not one little bit.

Y/n had always been so pliant and free living, but this new version was angry. Shaking with the new emotion surging through her veins.

Standing still with his thoughts, he didn’t notice when y/n slipped on her sparkly flip flops (ones that megumi purchased on his own free will) and grabbed her small weekend bag. He finally snapped back when he saw the back of her person, his eyes having a mind of their own and totally checking out her ass.

“Wait- where are you going?”

“Home. To my parents”

Oh fuck. Y/n never went home to visit family. Not even when they got into their first fight four months into their relationship. You know.. when Megumi refused to say he loved her.

“No. You’re not” Megumi slammed the door shut with his hand, preventing y/n from leaving. She grunted, huffed and puffed as she pulled on the door knob with everything she had. But to no avail, the door was cemented shut with the brute strength of Megumis one arm.

“Let me go” y/n turned, her back flush against the wood, shoving Megumi hard.

“No you’re not leaving. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have believed yuji when he said you use me for money”

“YUJI!?” Y/n shoved him with a strength neither of them knew she had.

“Yuji told you that shit!?” Y/n pushed him again, dropping her bag to the floor with a thud.

“Princ-“

“Shut up!” Another push. “You are the one who does all that stuff for me! I can’t decide what cupcake, you get both. I can’t choose what skirt, you buy them all! It’s not me. It’s you. I thought you did that because you loved me. But excuse the fuck outta me! You were doing it to hold it over my head” y/n poked her finger into megumis chest, neck craned back to look into his eyes as she spat out the truth to me.

“I do love you”

“If you did, you wouldn’t have asked me if I was using you” y/n wiped the tears from her face quickly, letting them fall to the floor. “You know, I heard that rumor today too. Well actually it wasn’t a rumor. One of your little friends cornered me after my favorite class to tell me I needed to stop using you”

“Cornered you?”

“Backed me into a wall and pointed her little ugly finger in my face claiming she could see through my fake smile and that I’m just using you for your money”

“Who? Kugisaki?”

“Doesn’t matter. But you wanna know what I said to her?” Even now, after the explosion that just happened, y/n still didn’t tattle.

“What?”

“I told her if you ever found out about what she said to me or even heard anyone else saying something like that, that you’d handle it. Because my boyfriend would never believe something like that in a million years. That he would kill any lowlife who ever spoke like that to me… yet here you are megumi” hot tears spill down her face still, there was no stopping the tears now.

Megumis stomach sank with the knowledge of one of his so called friend saying that to his girlfriend. To get in her face and spew such hateful words to the most kind person he knows. On top of that, y/n saying she knew Megumi would never fall for such a heinous lie.. it fucking hurt that he fell so quickly to fabricated words.

“Shit. Baby- just stay. We can talk, we can do anything you’d like. I’m so sorry. I’ll fix the situation, okay?” Megumis hands found their way to y/ns cheeks, brushing away the seemingly never ending tears.

She shakes her head “no. I want to go home”

Y/n never wanted to leave megumis side. Always needing to be right there next to him, even begging him to hold his dick while he peed. The guy never had privacy.

“Let go of me please” y/n croaked out, her voice so tired from the drainage from her stuffy nose, as well as her yelling at him.

“No. You don’t want to leave, pretty girl. You want to stay. With me. Gumi” running his thumb over her bottom pouty lip, he pressed down gently, exposing her bottom row of teeth. “Stop biting your tongue” he tells her in a soft yet demanding voice. His poor baby. It was a nervous thing she did, biting the tip of her tongue. Sometimes to the point of breaking skin and bleeding.

“Unclench your jaw, baby”

“Stop telling me what to do”

“It’s for your own good and you know it.” Megumi took a breath, realizing his tone was far too harsh for someone who needed to convince his girlfriend to stay and not leave. “Just please stay tonight. If you wake up and you want to go home to your parents in the morning. I’ll take you.”

Megumi let go of y/ns face, dropping his hands to hers, pulling her gently further into the room. Trying anyway to coax her into staying. “You want the babies? They always make you feel better” he let go of her hands waiting for a nod.

“Okay” y/n nodded, her eyes dropping to the floor. It wasn’t the pups that convinced her to stay, or even megumi not so subtly dragging her towards the bed that convinced her. It was the way his eyes glossed over slightly when she said for him to let go of her. It was the way she saw his lips tremble ever so slightly when he said he’d take her home if she wanted in the morning. To her, he looked genuinely distraught, trying his best to remain the man he’s supposed to be.

So they laid in silence. Shiro lays at the foot of the bed, while kuro snuggles into y/n. (Kuro was the snuggly one of the two)

Megumis arm draped heavily over y/ns stomach, playing with the hem of her tank top, ever so softly rubbing the smooth skin of her hip. His face buried into her neck, leaving small kisses anywhere his lips could reach without moving. While y/n laid motionless on her back, allowing megumi to smother her with as much love as he possibly could.

When y/n finally fell asleep, megumi took the opportunity to pull her as close as possible, adjusting her sleeping body to how he wanted it. Her head in his chest, leg over his hips, holding her as tight as possible.

God- he hated himself. Not as much as he hated the two he called his friends. Maybe they had good intentions, maybe they really believed what they said. Because he knows he would have told his friends the same if he believed their partners had Ill intentions.

He stayed away for as long as he could, touching her face, counting freckles, leaving soft kisses, whispering his love for her in her ear. He honestly contemplated somehow binding their souls together so she could never be rid of him.

That’s a little crazy, don’t we think? Maybe. It could be worth it. Why not give it try? But that’s a story for a different day.

In the morning y/n was the first to wake. Taking a shower to clear her mind before packing up her stuff as quietly as possible. She sat on the edge of the bed for hours, waiting for him to wake up on his own.

“I want to go home” y/n said as soon his eyes opened.

The hour long drive was silent. There wasn’t much to talk about. Well there was a lot to talk about. But the two always seem to never speak about their problems, only when things are about to fall apart do they communicate in such a way.

This seemed to be one of those times. Although, y/n felt maybe she needed space away from megumi for a little. Just to gather her thoughts and reflect on whether or not this is worth it.

“We can talk tomorrow. I just need space” y/n spoke up as soon as Megumi pulled up to the gated driveway. Megumi nodded, a blank look on his face as he rolled down the window to the small key pad. He punched in the number that y/ns dad gave him to use when they came to visit.

As soon as the gates opened, the waterworks started.

“Don’t cry baby. We’re okay. Just need some space apart.” Megumi parked his car in the loop of the driveway. Y/n nodded her head. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” He reached forward, carding his fingers through the back of her hair, pulling her towards him by the nape of her neck.

“Okay” y/n whispered, he forehead pressed to his. He somehow always knew what she needed, even when they were fighting.

“Don’t bite that tongue, princess. Okay?” He really did worry for her pretty little tongue. Always having to remind her to stop biting on the organ.

“Call me if you need anything. Anything y/n. I don’t care if it’s to order you food, to hear me breathe, to tell the dogs you love them. Anything.” Y/n let out a slight giggle, only because here he is, offering her to use him for anything she needed.

“See. You do it to yourself” y/n tells him.

“I know, pretty girl.” He nods and lets her get unbuckled.

“I love you” Megumi tells y/n as she opens the car door to get out, grasping the wrist closest to him.

“I love you too” y/n says back softly, after a few moments.

“As big as the moon?” A lopsided smile falls on his lips as he waits for her response.

“As big as the moon” y/n nods her head, tears still pricking the corners of her eyes.

It isn’t until y/n a safely inside her childhood home that she gets the words she had been waiting for. Honestly, she half expected him to yell it from his car window.

But we all know Megumi is as nonchalant as they come.

And you’ll never believed who received a call at 9pm, along with the request “can you just stay on the phone while I sleep? Can never sleep without listening to you breathe” Guess Megumi knows his girl better than most would think.

“Sure if you send me some feet pics”

“Already sent them”

Guess y/n knows Megumi better than anyone would give her credit for.

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[4pfsukuna]

Hellooo, lowk imagine a jealous sukuna x reader fic where he bottles his true feelings for her. That leads to an argument which then leads to reader storming out and meeting w/ her friends to have them dress up as a guy and pretend their her new hook up or smth 😭😭

Debrief: Sukuna would rather die than talk about feelings but you do that thing (exist) that he likes and he cant help himself (crash out)

4868 words.

If someone asked Sukuna how he felt about you he’d say you were just best friends. He’d actually talk so much shit that it could be the fic itself.

But if you were to ask anyone else how they think he felt about you? The majority answer would be ‘down bad’ followed by ‘obsessed’ followed by ‘unhinged’.

Gojo mutters something about pussy whipped.

“And they were roommates” you finish off before placing the cherry red lollipop back in your mouth as you lift the opposite arm to touch the ceiling. Yes the ceiling someway somehow you had convinced the pink haired brute to carry you around on his shoulders something about wanting to know what it fealt like to be his height.

“You're such a nosy brat y’know?” He keeps walking around, switch in hand looking so tiny since his palms are so huge. He was playing the sims and just put one with pink hair and no tattoos in the pool and took the ladder out. You lean down with your pink dyed hair covering his view wobbling slightly but he's quick to steady you.

Before you can retaliate his brothers Choso and Yuji are walking into his apartment not phased at all by the scene except Yuki, chosos girlfriend who definitely is shocked.

You greet them all while Sukuna glares at them not wanting to hear anything not even see the knowing smirks on their face.

The second time they walk in on the two of you your head is in sukunas lap your body elongated on the couch as you scold him for being mean to some of his employees at the tattoo shop. Hes barely listening though your slender fingers tracing his tattoos especially the ones on his bare chest. 

These were the perks of best friend privileges, you could do absolutely anything you wanted to him and hed just let you. Hed glare at you with that look of annoyance and call you a brat but he did that when he was happy too so you brush it off as nothing more than his default. 

He would never admit it but he likes when you dote on hin like this, likes that youre bossy and commanding you never ask him to do anything you tell him. For someone half his size you surely do think you have alot of power of him(you do). He likes the way your body feels against him too because to you the Y in Your space was silent not that he minded your excuse being hes so huge and takes up so much space.

The curves on your body drove him wild especially when you placed himself in his lap, your plush ass sitting right on his dick and if he even looked down he’d have a perfect view of your breast that’s always on display in the low cut shirts you wore.

“Are you even listening?” Your voice pulls his attention as you give him a slight glare, hand wrapping around his bicep… well the part your hand could fit around.

“No” he smirks the clouded over look in his maroon eyes fading as he looks down at you watching you huff and slowly sit up. “Why should i” he challenges loving the way you never back down.

“Because im your bestie for the restie and im always right” you arrogantly scoff climbing into his lap smiling at the eye roll he gives you, the fourth one today by the way, as an arm wraps around your waist to steady you.

“Shut up ‘bestie for the restie’ yuck” he mocks in a high pitched voice always making fun of you for saying stuff like that. He hated it, it was so girly and childish and stupid and he absolutely did not want to be your bestie.

“You actually bullied me into the silly little friendship” he reminds you the day you pranced into his shop bragging about the great colorwork of tattoos you did on all skintones and he couldnt deny your talent. Nor your friendship apparently.

“A woman half your size bullied you? The great lord sukuna. The masochist. The most muscular man in all of japan got bullied by a girl who doesnt use the top shelf in her home because shes to short to reach it” you gasp rhetorically leaning closer and closer making him hang off every word as if you were talking about something else. Its so innocent yet seductive all at the same time.

“Maybe i let the little pup thinks she is for my own amusement” he teases back with a smirk knowing it would get under your skin. Provoking you to get you riled up was one of his favorite pastimes. 

“I will fuck you up” you snap with a vicious glare  angrily sinking your teeth into your bottom lip. His skin burns at the sight remembering the drunk night at the club a few weeks ago and the kiss you shared when you sunk your teeth into his lip. Oh you couldve asked him for his soul and he wouldve told you its already yours.  The next day though you just brushed it off before pestering him about it being so cold in the shop and demanding his hoodie.

“I would love to see you try” his smirk never leaving his face leaning closer to challenge you. Before your mouth can open in retaliation your phone chirps with 5 back to back text and your attention is gone from him.

“Oh its ‘toru” you smile… a bit to widely for his liking before getting lost in your phone.

“What the fuck is a Toru” he sneers unable to keep his jealousy at bay, because who in the actual fuck was toru and why were you smiling at your phone like that.

“Satoru Gojo” you shrug as if you hadnt just named a man that was so famous for gettin around he was known for sleeping with men and women and nobody batted an eye because they were just waiting on their chance.

“And you call him Toru?” He tries to stay calm digs his nails into his palms and digs his heels into the floor.

“Yes sukuna” you hiss not sure why he was asking such a redundant question. You hated being questioned this is actually where you and him were similar you were going to do what you wanted and when you didnt need anybody questioning you or being nosy. You had fucked up though nicknaming another man and reffering to him as just sukuna instead of kuna or even kirby that you called him from time to time.

“Get off me” he snaps and your head snaps up from the phone to his eyes that are actively avoiding you. Well who pissed in his onigiri? What was with the sudden change in attitude.

“Are you actually dumb enough to let that little fuckboy—“ he starts raging, not caring what words come out of his mouth until its to late and he sees the pure rage in your eyes.

“Dumb?!” You snap climbing off his lap and taking a step back from him. While you may seem soft and sweet like a cute little yapper there was a dark very vicious side to you that it seemed he could only trigger and once it was out it was like two fires colliding to see who could burn the most.

“When did you even have the time to meet this fucking idiot” he scowls hating Satoru and maybe he shouldve told you about their rivalry and that he actually knew the man but that would require good communication skills which is obviously something a man whos been crushing on you for nearly a year lacks.

“Maybe if you didnt spend so much time being a grumpy scowling asshole youd make friends too” you snap at him and he nearly has to bite his tongue he didnt give a fuck about friends when he had two annoying brothers, a pain in the ass Toji, Uraume and most importantly you.

“Who needs ‘em when i have you to pester me all fucking day” he snaps and he really didnt mean it so before he can say anything else he turns around to walk away only for you to keep going. You knew he never meant it when he said stuff like that it was part of your banter but this time you were furious and how dare he turn his back on you.

“And now you wont have to worry about me ever again” you snap shoving him on your way out making sure to slam the white door as hard as you could.

“Dont slam my fucking door” you hear his deep voice boom through the walls. So rightfully so you storm back to open it and slam it even harder. You hear “fucking brat” but refuse to not give him the satisfaction because realistically what the fuck was he going to do.

“Hey Y/n, what are you doing at the shop so late?” Yuji ask making Choso, Yuki and Toji look at you along with Maki who cuts the tattoo gun off pausing on her client.

“You being here this late only means one thing: you got a shipment of new tattoo ink or you and your little pink haired boyfriend are arguing…” she smirks, turning the gun back on. “And unless the mail started delivering on sundays id say the later”

“Its not my fault hes such an ass… and hes not my boyfriend” you cross your arms sitting at your station tinkering with all of the trinkets on your desk until you spot a 2x4 cutout of you and Sukuna from a photobooth you found at the movie theatres. Yanking it from its place on the mirror you lay it picture side down ignoring the little scribbles on the back.

So frustrated you tell them about the argument as theatrically as possible expecting for them to be on your side because he was wrong… as usual whenever you two argued which isnt often until recently but when you only receive snickers and hidden looks it only pushes you further into frustration.

“What is so funny, Maki?” You scowl at her crossing your arms over your chest before Choso burst out laughing.

“You two are so stupidly obsessed with another its comical, just last week you were calling him a slut for a woman texting him about a tattoo” she  cackles taking her glasses off because her eyes were watering from laughing so hard.

“She sent him a nude that he kept looking at, which was gross by the way” you stick your nose in the hair and brush your hair off your shoulder.

“She was sending him a picture of her leg” Yuji intercepts being an actual witness to the picture and argument. 

“Yeah and you could see her underwear, very unprofessional if you ask me. I just think if you are a shop owner you should have a bit more professionalism and not allow stuff like that” you shrug licking your gloss covered lips.

“Sukuna… professional? Youre on a roll tonight doll” Toji laughs at you this time spraying his station down with cleaning spray signifying he was done for the day and throwing everything into a big drawer as the rest of your coworkers laugh at the comment.

“You guys are actually the worst and to think i was telling him he should be nicer to you guys” you pout looking at the picture turned flat on your desk.

“I'm going to just say what nobody else is saying— that moron fucking likes you. Its kinda cute the way hes been pinning over you for the last few months” Yuki blurts twirling her blonde hair around her finger from Chosos lap who hisses her name.

“Dont get involved ive been in the middle of their fights, not worth it” he tells her and Yuji just agrees. Maki nor Toji cared enough to get involved preffering to just be bystanders, sometimes the cousins even made bets on who would win.

A solid two weeks goes by before Yuki intervenes. Two weeks of glares, blatantly ignoring another and even bumping shoulder because truth be told you two couldnt go to long without touching another.

Yuki listened as you called him everything but a child of God including a slut, whore, whoremonger and 7 other curse words she wasnt even sure people with a degrading kink would enjoy being called as the two of you watch him tattoo a woman who had obviously been flirting with him the whole time. 

Yuki nearly looses it when its thursday— your day of the week to control the aux so of course everyone is expecting to hear megan the stallion which you don’t disappoint especially playing her newest album. But its when BAS plays that you and sukuna may eye contact before you look away going back to unpacking your ink not missing a single word.

“Im acting like i dont know him in public you treat him like a prize i treat him like hes disgusting” you rap a bit to loudly and the tension gets high in the parlor everyones eyes floating over to him but hes already glaring at you, you feel his glare but choose to ignore him so he does the only thing he knows he can.

“Turn this shit off” he snaps getting up walking over to the power source but is stopped when you finally speak.

“If its not your day on the aux you cant touch it— your rules” you remind him not even flinching or missing a beat he stops looking over at you the first time youve said something to him in weeks your pink curls in a half up half down with two strands framing your face his favorite hair style on you and its like you were doing it on purpose.

 “We aint together but we together i hope nobody dont catch us” you keep going a second later this time your eyes meeting his through the mirror and he almost looses his cool when truth be told when it concerned you didnt take much. All eyes are back on him to see what his next plan of action is knowing hes not going to let you get away with it.

“New rule Megan is banned on thursdays” he smirks watching the way everyone turns back to you bracing for the argument to break out. But thats what he wanted… he was a menace and you knew better. You just unlock your phone with a grin turning on a worse song.

Aint shit by Doja cat and you watch the way his ears burn red with anger as you sing along. He wanted to burn everything down. You couldn't play anything if there wasn't somewhere to play it. But this wasnt a game he wanted to play with you… he didnt even wanna argue with you. He just didnt want you to talk to that white haired freak.

So with a few more hours of listening to your “indirect” shit talking songs somehow all of you survived the end of the night with nobody dying Sukuna ended up leaving early to go meet with Uraume.

 So it’s no shock when you run into Uraume at the entrance of your apartment who sends you a kind smile.

“Hello” they speak politely, bowing at you slightly and sending Yuki a look. Yuki wasn't their favorite person and vice versa but they managed… somehow.

“How are you, it's been too long” you smile, hugging them squeezing in a way that made them slightly uncomfortable as you usually did it being your running joke since Uraume acted so professional all the time. Unaware of the way Yuki snaps a picture and posts it on insta making sure to tag you in it with a small red heart and heart eyes opting out of tagging Uraume for obvious reasons with no idea of the storm that was beginning to brew.

You sigh tilting your head as your black gently used paintbrush glides across the canvas. You weren't supposed to be thinking of him. Weren't supposed to let him live rent free in your mind you were here taking this class with your friends trying to be more in touch with your softer feminine side with a half up half down hair style a black bow tying your now maroon dyed body wave bundles together with a pink crop top and white mini skirt.

Trying to get over your feelings, you were passed the anger now just kinda sad this was the longest you had gone without talking to the bane of your existance.

Ryomen sukuna.

So why were you painting a throne on a pile of skulls and bones while the paint instructor had a field of assorted flowers and a beautiful sky. Before you can dwell on it your phone rings and you roll your eyes at the contact.

“What Choso” you spit into the phone and not that you hated him it's just that every time he called it was for something stupid… every time and this time was no different.

“Fine, im sending you my location now. Besides i don't think this soft girl era class is working anyway” you admit after hearing his request noticing Maki was painting a sword with a gun at the hilt and Nobara was painting a self portrait with a flower in her hair.

“And you want me to believe I’m supposed to just go look him in his eyes and say “No Ryo you're not like this” and he's going to stop destroying everything in his path?” You ask boredly twisting a burgundy colored curl around your finger leaning back in the car seat watching the dark haired man next to you run a hand over his tired baggy eyes. He winces, sending you a quick glance leaning further into his leather car seats. He originally told you he needed to have a talk about Yuki but once you got in the car and saw Yuji you knew it was about Sukuna.

“We have to try something… Y/n… I know it's been 2 months but he's getting worse. Hes not just picking fights anymore he's beating the shit out of people, he's destroying bars and clubs getting us banned and i've bailed him out so many times i'm actually nervous he's going to start putting a dent in my bank account” Choso exclaims pulling up to the bar and you can hear the commotion from the car. 

There's a part of you that enjoys knowing hes spiraling without you. The fact that hes now a complete crash out and is so horrendously down bad for you it nearly makes your heart flutter. But you push that sick flattery down looking at yourself in the side mirror before applying more of your nyx butter gloss on your plump lips.

“If you don't do it for him can you do it for me…please.”Yuji, sukunas younger brother asks, leaning forward from the back seat tall body squishing inbetween the seats of you and Choso. His puppy dog eyes and innocent demeanor are overwhelming… how could you say no. Sighing you look over at Choso with your most vicious glare lash extensions giving you a softer look though and made you look more like a vixen than a murderer. 

“You're lucky he's too young to be a witness or accessory in your murder” you threaten before swinging your door open and climbing out. The bar doors feel heavy as you push it open and you feel disgusted even being here. It was where criminals hung out, where people sold drugs beyond just weed and a place nobody called the cops no matter what happened. You were a lady and had no reason being here. 

But when you’re eyes land on him it’s like everything comes rushing back. How you met, where you met your first kiss first gift first fight and the last. 

Was it shitty to stop coming to the shop whenever you knew he’d be there? Sure but you knew you weren't strong enough to do it with him around. All it would take is his eyes going soft on you and you'd fold.

It’s like he senses your energy, of course he could. He could spot you in a dark room he paused so much attention to you that he knew you anywhere. His eyes light up for just a second. There's a split moment of happiness before the rage returns 10 fold and he destroys everything in his path to you.

“I dont need you following me or doing anything out of pity” he gives you a bored expression before turning back to his messes he created with a proud look.

Scoffing, you look over towards Choso eyes catching a glimpse of the bar and actually looking at it this time. Bar stools were broken and destroyed, the pool table in half and bodies everywhere. The bartender wasnt even behind the bar. He nearly burned it down destroyed… everything. Its like he tore the bar down in search of something  and began throwing a tantrum beating everyone senseless when he couldnt find it.

Turning completely away from sukuna you send a “are you serious look” toward his brother before stepping over the large body of a man, the heel of your shoe getting stuck for a second in the sticky blood. This was beyond your scope, absolutely nothing you could do. He was too far gone.

“Where are you going?” His voice hitting such a soft timbre makes you freeze along with Yuji but Choso has a knowing look. Like he knew all it took was for you two to see another again he no longer feels bad about tricking you saying he wanted to hangout just to get you here.

Sukuna instantly realizes how he sounds and scrambles to let out his rough demeanor.

“How dare you turn your back on me, woman” he seethes and you hated when he called you that it sounded so derogatory. But it reveals something to the other two in the room: all the rough words and acts of aggression was just him being hurt… who would've thought the great sukuna would be hurting and acting out like this all because he missed you. 

He felt abandoned.

Turning back to him you look him directly in his eyes watching the internal battle, you can't even help your eyes trail over all the new muscles and ink on his body… he was the one shirtless in here.

“Dude you're standing in a pile of bodies people you picked fights with. I don't want to bail you out anymore” Choso says, frustrated with his brother who just glares at him unimpressed.

“So leave me i told you i don't need your money just leave me” he gritts out running a hand through his hair. 

“And yuji?” His brother ask

“Yuji will be fine— people leave” sukuna speaks making sure to put emphasis on people leave while looking at you. He didn't get to do that, he didn't get to put you in this situation.

“We’re leaving” you say looking at the door but nobody moves, especially Sukuna who turns his head away from you and it’s like you could feel the heat of the room increasing.

“I said WE’RE leaving” and you pick up his motorcycle helmet and jacket shoving it into his chest and turning to walk out not leaving room for him to disagree. You smile when his heavy footsteps can be heard behind you and he makes sure to push the door open for you so you don't have to touch it.

As much of an ass as he is, he still makes sure to help you on his bike even offering his jacket so you don't freeze or have to worry about your skirt raising up as well as his helmet that still had the stupid Kuromi sticker you put on it months ago.

When he climbs on turning on the bike the engine roaring to life you hesitate wrapping your arms around his midsection which he scoffs at though you miss it over the load roar that has you clinging tighter onto him.

He smirks looking back at you before the two of you are flying down The streets of shibuya his frustration mild as all he can think of is your with the skirt on. He was too good of a driver to let you fall but he still had concern and fuck the way you’re legs looked and when did you dye your hair and—

He slows down pulling in to the garage of your building pulling into his usual parking spot that was spray painted with fire and skulls before cutting the engine. The walk to your apartment is silent. He doesn't know what to say and the last time he said something to you it was the wrong thing. He was starting to fume hating that you had this power over him, hating that he couldn’t just open his fucking mouth and talk swearing that in a past life he must’ve had several that wouldn’t stop moving so now he’s cursed with one that can’t move.

“Thanks for walking me to my door” you awkwardly say twirling the helmet in your hands before giving it back to him, a Kuromi sticker a stark contrast to the deep blood red. He licks his lips, feeling the way you look at him and suddenly feeling so small under your gaze.

“You should probably stop picking fights with people” you finally offer breaking the silence and hes instantly folds.

“I didn’t want to argue with you! I just think you can do better than that fucking cocky ass loser. I can’t believe you still went out with him” he rolls his eyes.

“I meant at bars” you tell him watching the way he gives you a blank stare to arrogant himself to acknowledge his own wrongs.

“And i didn’t go out with him” you add watching him scoff pulling out his phone and holding it up to you. The picture of you hugging Uraume only you can’t tell it’s them just you hugging a man with bright white hair screenshotted from Yuki's instagram.

“D’you think im a fucking idiot?!” He snaps, nearly crushing the phone in his hand which only causes you to laugh as you walk into your apartment kicking off your heels at the door. He follows only because he wants a explanation you were blatantly laughing in his face after being caught in a lie why the fuck was it so funny.

“Is that why your hair is red now? And you started wearing more makeup? And dressing more girly? And stopped coming to the shop as much” alright this was word vomit because what was he saying and what the fuck was he doing? He doesn't waste time with feelings such as these? Doesn’t care about insolent feelings like l—

“You’re an idiot if you don’t realize that’s your own fucking lap dog— its Uraume. They were outside and we were catching up i guess Yuki snapped the picture cause she thought it was cute” you giggle with a hand over your mouth watching as realization sets in.

“And my hair is maroon not red like the color of your eyes but obviously you hate it and my outfit and obviously you hate me because you went two months without talking to me and—“ your dramatically faint in his arms watching the way he smirks down at you when you peak an eye open missing the way it felt being so close to him and how quick his arms wrap around your midsection to stop you from falling.  In a split second your cheek is being cupped in his large palm and his lips are on yours. 

You aren’t expecting it arent expecting the softness of the action or his lips making your whole body freeze and eyes shut. 

Oh.

OH.

FUCK!

He couldn’t help himself honestly his brain moved faster than his body he hasn’t even processed what he did and now he has to find a new tattoo artist, explain to everyone why you won’t be working there any more find a new tiny woman to annoy him and a cliff to throw himself off of—

“I knew this lip gloss made my lips kissable” and he’s back looking down at you with a bewildered expression watching  the way you smile up at him still in his arms a slight dazed look to your eye and he swears he can see the little hearts in your pupils.

“I do hate you” he hisses with a smile pulling your lips back to his and this time you kiss back your hand reaching up to tug him closer making sure he knew exactly how you felt, letting your teeth graze his bottom lip pulling a small growl from him.

“Yeah. I like you too”

[pshcomforts]

➳ “slut!” | psh.

non!idolsunghoon x fem!reader (feat. taehyun from txt)

“in a world of boys, he’s a gentleman”

synopsis: your friend convinces you to go on a blind date with her boyfriend’s friend, sunghoon.

warnings/content: written in third pov. strangers to lovers. cursing. reader’s kind of awkward, and doesn’t like horror movies. sunghoon’s kind of flirty. nicknames used (gorgeous, loser). fluff!

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 6.0k

a/n: fictional characters — dae (jungwon’s partner), min-su (heeseung’s partner), and ji-woo (jake’s partner)

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current song playing: “slut!” by taylor swift

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1:35 ───────────|──────── -1:24

a loud groan left y/n’s mouth as she turned her back from her friend. “no ji-woo!”

“oh come on, y/n!! it’ll be fun!”

the girl faced to ji-woo with a frown displayed. “you know i haven’t gotten over taehyun yet..”

her friend rolled her eyes in a playful gesture before replying — “girl that’s why you go on the blind date!”

“it wouldn’t be such a bad idea..” dae murmured on the side.

y/n’s head whipped to him in an instant to send a stink eye. “it would be, actually. i’m not ready and having a double date with you and jake with someone i don’t even know is just so awkward.”

“it won’t be! jake just wants his friend to have some company for the night. please, y/n…” ji-woo pleaded.

y/n let out a disgusted sigh at her before turning her attention to an eagerly-waiting dae and min-su. “should i..?”

“YES!” they yelled together.

“UGH i hate you guys.. fine!”

the gang cheered in her defeat as they gathered around. “finally getting over taehyun!” dae exclaimed.

“i will end you..”

ji-woo gave a chuckle at her threat. “you’ll be fine y/n! he’s good looking, and he’s pretty much like you but in boy form!”

“is that supposed to be a compliment…”

“wait is it sunghoon?” min-su chimed in as she sent her text out to her boyfriend.

“oh yeah, heeseung knows him right?”

“mhm” — their friend responded, “i heard he’s kind of cold hearted from other dates he’s had though..”

“cold hearted..?” y/n repeated.

“i’m sure it’ll be fineee. from what i’ve heard, he’s a stand up guy.” ji-woo attempted to reassure.

“pft yeah right, he’s probably just into one night stands.” the girl retorted.

“isn’t that what you want though?” questioned dae who was giving light taps on his phone for jungwon.

y/n sighed. “well i’m not gonna expect anything out of that stupid double blind date i have with ji-woo.”

the group gave light giggles at her words. “you’re such a hater,” the dimpled girl snorted.

“i am! i’m only doing this for you.”

“you love me…”

“i’m leaving..”

“Y/N!”

“shut up, i’m leaving!” her footsteps hurried out of the room before she could hear their debating screams on coming back.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

“do i look fine?” y/n nervously mumbled while fidgeting her fingers.

ji-woo sighed out — “girl yes! you always do.”

“shut up, i’m hating you so much right now. i cant believe i actually said yes to this.”

“well it’s too late! they’re already coming here anyway.”

the shorter girl huffed out a sigh after applying the last few touches to her makeup. “why did i say yes…” she muttered under her breath.

minutes passed and soon came the time when the two boys arrived. jake walked in first to engulf his girlfriend into a tight hug, as sunghoon awkwardly tumbled behind him.

“hey love, missed you today.” he sighed out in the embrace of ji-woo — earning quiet giggles from her.

as the two couple were hugging, y/n and sunghoon stayed on the side with averting eyes. they’re introverts, of course they’re too scared to talk first.

the girl gave a swift, clear cough in her throat to catch her friend’s attention. “hm? oh! sorry, y/n this is sunghoon. sunghoon, this is y/n.” ji-woo spoke to the two tense figures.

“hi…” y/n softly uttered with a weird hand wave.

“hello,” he replied in a light manner.

the silence was deathly awkward already. jake sucked in a deep breath before patting his friend’s back. “ah i’m sorry y/n, my bro here is a little awkward, but if you get to know him more, you’ll find that he matches you.” he beamed a smile at his girlfriend’s friend, who was just nodding.

“that’s nice, i guess..” she said, whispering the last few words to herself.

“girl you’re awkward too, you better not leave it to just sunghoon to talk.” ji-woo suddenly disputed while intertwining her hands with her boyfriend’s.

y/n gave a quick side eye as her mouth gaped open in shock. “yeah yeah whatever, just focus on your stupid date.” she bitterly spat back. she heard sunghoon give a quiet chuckle at his side, amused in her little antics with her friend.

he flashed a half smile, letting his fangs highlight his facial features even more. perhaps this date wasn’t such a bad idea after all…

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

the beginning to the double date was to a movie. and of course, it was a horror movie — ji-woo picked it on purpose.

“ugh i really fucking hate you right now. why would you do this to me?” y/n fumed, feeling her hands shake with each taunting thought of the jumpscares in mind.

being such gentlemen, sunghoon and jake (mostly jake) volunteered themselves to grab the snacks while the two girls sat in the theater — letting previews play in the background.

“girl you’ll be finee, i heard that it’s not even that scary!” ji-woo defended.

“i don’t care, ji-woo! i cant do horror movies, you know that! i hate you so much, i wish i never went on this stupid date.”

“oh my gosh.. you’ll be fine y/n! just… hold onto sunghoon when you get scared.” her brows raised suggestively, earning a harsh nudge from y/n.

“you’re so ugly. i’m gonna fucking walk out, that’s what i’m gonna do.”

“no you won’t!” ji-woo yelled back with a hand grab to her. “the ticket’s been purchased so.. you have no choice but to stay here.”

y/n scoffed and groaned soon after. “fine but i’m not gonna sit next to you.” she got up from the middle section, and sat in the corner where sunghoon was originally gonna sit.

ji-woo only scoffed at her petty behavior, opening her mouth to make a comeback but was stopped with the entrance of jake. the boy sat next to her with a confused look.

“i thought y/n was gonna-“

“she wants to sit there so she’ll sit there,” his girlfriend intervened.

y/n rolled her eyes before searching for her date who wasn’t behind jake. “hey where’s my date?”

her friend’s boyfriend chuckled. “you care about where my bro is at now huh?”

her face morphed into an eye squint with her lips tugged at the corner. “god you’re just like fucking ji-woo…”

the couple laughed together before jake spoke again — “it’ll be okay, y/n. your savior just decided to get more snacks for you.”

y/n’s face felt heated with embarrassment. all that fuss, and he was just being polite.

“whatever… i still wish dae and min-su were fucking here. they’d still leave me for their man but..,” her lips pouted as she missed them, feeling neglected from her friend who was giggling with her man. soon after, she pulled out her phone.

y/n <33:

miss you guys :(

for once, i miss you guys 🧍🏻‍♀️

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

What!

What about your date?

hee’s fav 🤍:

um that’s a first!

y/n <33:

ji-woo’s abandoned me and i want to go home already :(

somebody pick me up please..

like PLEASE

PLEASE PICK ME UP

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

LMAO OMG Y/N

You’ll be fineee

Just talk to him!

hee’s fav 🤍:

girl you’ve only been there for like 45 minutes

y/n <33:

YEAH AND 45 MINUTES IS ENOUGH

Replied to ‘Just talk to him!’ — I DONT WANT TOOOOOOOOO

WHY CANT I JUST GO HOME

jake’s girl 🫂:

girl stop texting the group chat and talk to sunghoon!

almost immediately, y/n whipped her head to ji-woo who was already looking at her. she rolled her eyes before sending the middle finger to her, and then going back to the group chat.

jake’s girl 🫂:

RUDE!

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

huh

jake’s girl 🫂:

she flipped me off!!

hater 🙄

y/n <33:

I AM BC WHY TF AM I STILL HERE

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

HAHAHAHA THIS IS SO FUNNY

hee’s fav 🤍:

she wants to abandon sunghoon already

y/n <33:

PLEASE COME GET ME

MIN-SU AND DAE 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

jake’s girl 🫂:

NO!

let her talk to sunghoon first!

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

Um sorry y/n :(

hee’s fav 🤍:

i would come get you but hee’s being clingy right now

he won’t leave me alone

sorry, you’re on your own

y/n <33:

:(

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

I’ll get you after the movies if you still want to come home

y/n <33:

i wanna go home now 🧍🏻‍♀️

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

Sorry y/n, Jungwon just came too so

y/n <33:

yeah yeah whatever, have fun losers

the girl shut her phone after the text sent through to avoid any other messages. she gave a defeated sigh at the situation she was stuck in.

she didn’t hate the boy, but she was just simply too awkward to be going on dates like these.

soon enough, sunghoon came back with arms full of candy and popcorn.

just the sight of him approaching y/n was awkward — in a sweet, kind of dorky way.

“o-oh, you’re sitting in my seat?” he asked with his lips pressed together afterward.

she only nodded before looking down in an apologetic manner — “yeah, sorry.. i don’t want to sit next to my friend right now.”

he gave a chuckle as he sat down in the one next to her. “you must’ve really hated her for putting you on this date with me huh?”

“w..what!” her eyes blew up in shock at his sudden approach. “no! i mean, i just can’t go on dates with how awkward i am..”

sunghoon widened his smile as he empathized with her words. “are you usually this awkward?”

y/n bit her lips before melting in with a head shake. as if she was already comfortable with him, she sent a soft smack to his arms. “shut up, i’m awkward but i’m not as awkward as you.” the girl shot back.

his mouth slightly gaped open with how sudden he had been hit. “that really hurt, you know?” he teased in a shit eating grin, hands rubbing at the “bruised” area.

she reflected back a smile as she shook her head. in all the dates she’s been on, she’s never met a man whose met her expectations in the reactions for when she’d hit them — until him.

“you’re stupid,” she said in an automatic response.

sunghoon smirked with an eyebrow raise. “yeah? well if i’m stupid, then you’re gorgeous.”

y/n forcibly took a pause in everything. ‘where did that random surge of confidence come from?’ she asked herself while awkwardly laughing. “gorgeous..? that’s a little upfront.”

he did a head tilt with her words, causing her heart to lightly thump at his handsome, confused face. “upfront? did you like it?” his thick brows raised again as he grinned ear to ear, enjoying her shy reactions.

she shook her head after burying it into the palm of her hands. “ew stop it..,” her voice muffled out as she nudged her head against his broad shoulders.

hoon beamed with a warm, fuzzy feeling at the tip of his ears. “your reactions to what i say are cute. i guess i’m gonna have fun trying to figure you out tonight.” he mumbled near her head.

y/n bolted up at his words. “what??”

“it’ll be fun,” he winked. the mix of confident and awkward energies he gave were insatiable. is this how he does his one night stands?

she shook her head out of it. she doesn’t fall in love, not on the first date anyway. “uhm so, what kind of snacks did you get?”

sunghoon’s lips curled at her question. “well i heard from your friend that you enjoy chocolate, so i got you a little bit of everything from their selection.” one by one, he handed little chocolate snacks that had y/n mesmerized with sparkles in her eyes.

each time he gave her the candy, her hands would softly graze against his in a way that she didn’t realize, but he did. he’d take a gulp whenever he’d feel her nails faintly scratch his hands with how excited she was in snatching the treats.

“no way you got me all of this!” she exclaimed, feeling like a kid on christmas day.

he tugged a smile onto his lips as his heart was beating like crazy with the excitement she displayed. “i just wanted to make sure you’d be distracted from the scary movie.”

y/n peaked her head out of the chocolate, and to him with a puzzled look. “how’d you know i don’t like horror movies?”

“i could see how scared you were when we talked about it in the car,” sunghoon chuckled as he recalled back to watching her eyes nervously shift from ji-woo to jake, in hopes that someone read her mind (he did).

“sorry..,” she murmured. “i just can’t handle jumpscares.”

his lips pressed together in a line, conveying that he understood before showing his hand palm to her.

y/n looked at him with confused eyes, causing a hearty laugh to erupt from him. “you can hold my hand for comfort if you need to, dummy. whenever you’re scared, just squeeze it to know that you’re not alone.”

could she really do that with a stranger? “are.. you sure?” her eyes trailed up to meet his pretty face that spoke a reassuring look.

sunghoon nodded with a half smile. “yeah, i don’t mind.”

the girl’s heart lit up with butterflies. gladly, she let her hands intertwine with his and almost immediately, she felt a spark hit them.

y/n took a deep breath with how close they’ve already gotten. they barely talked and yet they were holding hands already.

as they were about to talk more, previews suddenly ended and the movie began.

when ji-woo could, she’d turn her head to check on the two — only to turn to jake and comment — “they’re already like a couple.” the male would glance at the said people and giggle alongside his girlfriend.

“i knew they’d match,” he mumbled with an approved head nod.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

throughout the film, y/n squeezed sunghoon’s hand continuously — a little more than he’d expect. when an upcoming jumpscare scene came, her hands would slightly grip in fear of what would show.

other times, the opposite side of their hands that weren’t holding would reach into the popcorn bucket situated between each other. again with the finger graze — their hands would accidentally bunk when dipped into the bucket, both too awkward to address it.

y/n gulped with the tension that was quietly arising between them. she’d occasionally stuff her face with popcorn to distract herself with how long her hands were holding his.

‘is my hand too sweaty?’ ‘is he tired of it yet?’ ‘when should i pull my hand away’ ‘he’s handsome..’ ‘damn he’s gorgeous’ ‘i could stare at his face all day’ ‘am i staring too much?’ — were all questions and thoughts that ran through her mind.

“are you that scared of the movie that you have to look at me instead?” sunghoon whispered with his head near hers.

her face grew heated with shame. “what?” she questioned aloud. her eyes trailed to his as he locked eye contact. a small smile plastered on him as he watched her shy away.

their faces were close to each other — tips of the nose barely touching with their hands still tightly intact.

“you’ve been staring a lot,” he chimed.

a glint of the movie scene, that was now deafened out by the both of them, reflected on his shiny eyes as they gazed at each other. the lighting was dark but she could still trace out all the special features highlighted on him — his thick brows, plump lips, softened eyes, and messy hair — her heart was fluttering in all sorts of ways.

“sorry.. that’s a little embarrassing,” y/n admitted with her lips firmly pressed. “i just-“

her words were interrupted by the sudden boom from the movie. a jumpscare appeared in a matter of seconds, causing the girl to jolt and tighten her hand around hoon’s.

quickly, she shut her eyes and turned her head away from the bright screen. she felt her heart beating out of her chest with the stimulated pace it was at.

in return, sunghoon rubbed his thumb in a reassuring way as he chuckled to himself. “you okay?” he queried while giving a light squeeze to her.

her breath became heavy as an uneasy feeling crept in. “yeah.. is it over?”

“yeah, the scene’s over.”

y/n peeked her eyes open to look up at a smitten boy who was still keeping his strong gaze on her. her cheeks flushed with a warming color once more as she averted his gaze to look at the bright screen.

immediately, her vision took in the scene displayed out in front of her — a woman being possessed. she yelped out in fear and gripped his hand.

“sunghoon!” y/n harshly whispered with a head whipped to him.

he flashed a smile, fangs and dimples full out on display as his heart raced. “sorry sorry, are you okay?” the boy softly murmured back.

“no, what made you think that was okay?” she whispered-yelled, furiously shaking her head in disappointment.

sunghoon couldn’t help but grin ear to ear again. biting his lips to calm himself down from looking like he had hangers in his mouth, he turned his head away from her — coming into eye contact with his friend, jake. he raised his brows in a way that spoke — ‘perfect for you, huh?’

he shook his head before turning to y/n, who was still scared out of her wits. “i didn’t know, i swear. the movie’s already over anyway.” his mutter was sweet and soft in her ears — causing a fluttering feel to hit at the pit of her stomach.

attempting to look unfazed, she groaned out a disgusted sigh before detangling her fingers that were still tightly attached to him. the movie was indeed over so no hand holding was needed anymore.

sunghoon quietly sighed out at the empty feel against his hands. “you okay?” he asked with worried eyes.

y/n nodded her head, hands rubbing her heart area to calm it down. “yeah no, i’m fine, but if i have nightmares, i’m blaming you.”

he amusingly chuckled before sending a pat to her hair. “alright that’s fair.“

“okay lovebirds, you guys ready?” ji-woo asked to the two.

y/n looked at her with disgust written on her face. she barely knew the guy after all.

sunghoon looked at her for confirmation, only to earn a simple nod and eyebrow raise.

the group left the movie theater together, and then carried onto their plan of having dinner together. in the seating arrangement, ji-woo and y/n sat near each other, facing their dates.

“oh shoot, i forgot something in the car!” y/n’s friend exclaimed with a sigh.

“what is it?” responded jake.

“my phone, i can’t believe i forgot it!”

a chuckle slipped out of his mouth as his hand gently placed over hers. “don’t worry love, let’s go get it.”

as she got up, y/n was quick to grasp her wrist. “uhm jake, why don’t i just go with her instead?” her eyes met her friend’s, letting it shift to sunghoon to give her the hint to not be left alone with him.

jake smiled as he watched his girlfriend’s friend give a poorly made signal. “it’s fine, we’ll be quick y/n. make sure she’s okay, bro.” he swatted a hand to hoon who was awkwardly nodding.

the couple vanished within seconds, allowing the two most awkward people in the world to be left alone.

y/n quickly cleared her throat before snatching out her phone out of habit.

y/n <33:

I CANT BELIEVE JI-WOO JUST LEFT ME ALONE WITH HIM

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

WHAT!!

hee’s fav 🤍:

what a traitor

y/n <33:

HELP ME

I THINK THIS IS THE TIME TO COME GET ME NOW DAE

hee’s fav 🤍:

is it that bad that you can’t handle being alone with him?

y/n <33:

okay no.. but it’s just awkward 🧍🏻‍♀️

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

Girll you’ll be fineee

jake’s girl 🫂:

Yeah y/n, talk to him. Don’t just leave my bro alone like that

y/n <33:

????

is that fucking jake?

jake’s girl 🫂:

No..

y/n <33:

jake..

jake’s girl 🫂:

Okay it’s me, but give Sunghoon a chance

And get off of the phone

y/n subtly rolled her eyes before shutting the phone off. turning her head up, she was met with the same boy who looked just as smitten as earlier.

there was something about his eyes that she could get lost in.

“so.. sunghoon, do you go on dates a lot?”

she sighed to herself, wanting to twist her head in how stupid she sounded.

he softly chuckled at her reaction afterward, watching how she face palmed herself. “i don’t go on a lot, but i enjoy it occasionally.”

‘is he really a one night stand type of guy?’ y/n thought as she nodded.

“and you?”

“well i was actually in a committed relationship with someone but we broke up.. five months ago.” she took a noticeably large gulp of her water after to calm her nerves.

sunghoon’s ears perked up at her words. “you guys broke up?”

“well we’re on this date, aren’t we?”

the two laughed together at how silly and stupid this kind of introduction was.

he was about to ask more, but was stopped by the re-entry of jake and ji-woo. “sorry guys, the car was further than we thought,” the girl huffed.

“no worries, let’s just order.” y/n responded, eyes distracted with how handsome sunghoon looked. her gaze lingered through every facial feature of his, subtly admiring as she forcibly tore her attention away from him after.

hoping no one saw, she changed the subject into what possible dishes she’d order. he noticed though. of course he did. her attempt to look elsewhere was a fail with how she could feel his stare burning holes into her.

the boy laughed quietly to himself before looking at the menu as well.

meanwhile, outside of their world, jake and ji-woo shared the same glance that said — ‘as if it wasn’t already obvious.’

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

when dinner finished, the two in a relationship decisively ditched sunghoon and y/n together.

the short girl groaned out an annoyed sigh. to be quite frank, she just wanted the night to end.

she scrolled through her phone to find a text from ji-woo — ‘forgive me queen!!’ — followed by a few other confused messages from min-su and dae.

a click to her device was made and she put it away to turn to sunghoon. “i’m really sorry that they ditched us here…”

he smiled as if he understood. “don’t worry, i don’t mind sitting next to a pretty girl.”

her cheeks quickly flushed, causing her to impulsively slap his arm for a response. “oh shit! sorry, i do that a lot.” she gave a sheepish smile as she rubbed his muscular arm.

he shined his teeth with a wide grin. “i can tell.. guess i should get used to that huh?” he murmured.

“what??”

“nothing, just keep rubbing my arm like that.” sunghoon raised his thick brows, earning a gasp from y/n.

“the way you get randomly confident is so crazy to me.”

“guess you should get used to that.” he flirted, tongue slipping between his teeth. “wanna get a drink?”

“only if you’re buying,” she said, lips pressed into a sweet smile.

hoon chuckled out at her words — “of course i will, gorgeous.”

immediate butterflies hit her stomach with the newly given name from him. “you’re calling me gorgeous for sure, now?” the girl asked after ordering her alcoholic drink.

“yeah, you don’t like it?” he handed it to her once it was done and took small sips of his own.

she rolled her eyes before sending a light grin. “it’s not bad. can i give you one?”

“be my guest, gorgeous.”

her heart pulsed at the name again, feeling her insides jump as she said, “mm.. how about loser?”

instantly, sunghoon almost spat out his drink. “loser??” he closed his eyes to laugh at her suggestion. “you think i’m a loser?”

“i mean, you could be my loser.” she carelessly responded.

one of his brows raised in amusement. “look who’s confident now.”

“shut up!” she yelled, chuckling alongside the smiley boy.

changing the topic, y/n went into a few other different subjects. and now with a little more alcohol driven in her system, her confidence rose as she suddenly asked, “okay this is random but, how do you think this one night stand thing is going so far?”

sunghoon took a pause — “one night stand? you think this is a one night stand?”

she hiccuped a giggle as she shook her head. “well i mean, don’t you only do one night stands?”

he took her question in a light manner, scratching the back of his neck while laughing it out. “if you think this is a one night stand, then you’re wrong dummy. i don’t do that, and whatever you heard, it’s wrong. i’m not that kind of a person.” his finger playfully nudged her head as he rolled his eyes.

“wha- i’m sorry! i just heard that you tend to be a little mean..,” y/n defended with a scoff.

he beamed a half smile as he let a sigh leave his mouth. “you still think i’m mean after letting you hold my hand?”

she mirrored his expression before softly hitting his arm again. “okay you didn’t let me finish. i thought you were at first! but after that whole movie theater situation, i thought you were pretty sweet.”

his heart subtly lit with fireworks as he bit his lips down to hide his smile. “i am pretty sweet, aren’t i?” he cockily marveled.

“ew sunghoon..”

the male cackled out a laugh at her reaction. “come on, it was funny.”

y/n rolled her eyes — “just a little bit.. but don’t get too carried away with it.”

a few more push and pull on their spat was made before hoon decided to end it with a trip to the restroom.

as she was left alone, her hands pulled out her phone once again to check her flooded group chat.

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

Y/N ARE YOU OKAY

Why haven’t you been answering!

Do you still need to be picked up?

jake’s girl 🫂:

she’s busy with sunghoon!!

hee’s fav 🤍:

um ew

my hee said he’s proud of him

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

UH WHAT!

y/n <33:

i’m literally fine 😭😭 i’m just at a bar with him

hee’s fav 🤍:

a bar??

jake’s girl 🫂:

GASPPP

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

GIRL WHAT

y/n giggled at her screen, about to type out another message before being interrupted.

“y/n?”

the familiar voice immediately clicked in her head. she knew that voice from anywhere..

“taehyun??” she felt her heart in her throat with how sudden he appeared back in her life. “what are you doing here?”

a chuckle erupted from his throat as he nervously scratched his neck. “i should be the one asking you that. are you drinking alone?”

“oh no i-“

“nevermind that, you look cold.” he interrupted, taking his leather jacket off to wrap around her.

“it’s really fine, taehyun, you don’t have to.” a sense of an uneasy feeling hit her stomach as she was tensely awkward.

his hands held onto the jacket, attempting to let it cover her shoulders — only for it to be pushed away with another coat from behind.

y/n, of all, was puzzled but quickly grasped that it was sunghoon. he arrived from behind, noticing the subtle body language change in her from her back.

now the jacket he wore earlier had securely been on her shoulders with a hand placed at her waist.

he pulled her in close to him with his eyes narrowing at her ex. “she has mine. she’s not cold.” the girl trailed her eyes from his chest to his masculine face. she took a gulp, careful to not get too caught up with how much she was admiring him. him, and his chiseled chest, strong jawline, sharp nose, dashing eyes, thick brows, and fluffy hair. god, she could stare at him forever.

meanwhile, taehyun felt lost, mind not able to comprehend how sudden a random guy had swooped in near his old lover. “oh i’m sorry, are you guys…”

sunghoon darkly chuckled. “yeah,” he paused with a jaw clench while tightening his hold around her waist, “we’re together.” the surge of possession drawing out of him was something she didn’t expect to see, but she liked it.

the older male understandingly nodded his head before apologizing and taking his leave from the scene.

“thanks.. i didn’t really feel like talking to him.” y/n confessed with her lips pushed in a line.

he smiled as he took his seat, not before sweeping the taehyun air off and taking a sip of his beverage. “i could tell. did i do good as your pretend boyfriend?”

she cackled a laugh, nodding in agreement as she joked, “yeah keep that up and you’ll be my real boyfriend.”

“yeah? i have potential?” his face dipped in closer to hers, breath heavy with a gulp at how close they were.

her lips curled into a smile before leaning in close to let the tips of their noses touch. “you do, loser.” she flirtatiously nudged his head away, laughing at how charmed he was.

they continued through other talks, finding interests in similar things and connecting on a different level. going on a date with someone like him was different than what y/n was used to. she felt like she could actually converse with him after pushing through the awkward surface.

little things about each other were getting to be known — birthdays, interests, goals, connections, mbti’s. they were enjoying each other’s company with just how well they could communicate.

a spark was undeniably ignited between the two loud introverts, and soon enough, the question had been asked — “wanna get out of here?”

“been waiting for you to ask that.” y/n replied with a smile.

the two soon found transportation back to her shared apartment with her friends.

“so you live here with ji-woo?” he asked, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“yeah, and two others. they’re dating your friends too, heeseung and jungwon.”

sunghoon’s eyes blew up in shock. “what?? really? so how come i never knew you before?”

she grinned ear to ear at his question. “well i was dating taehyun for a while so i was pretty much off the market at the time.”

“too bad, would’ve been perfect for past me.” her head shot up to the boy who was having a faint color of pink tainted on his cheeks.

“what about being perfect for present you?”

y/n stopped in her tracks, allowing sunghoon to face her. “i could tell you already are.” almost immediately, her cheeks grew hot and heavy.

he chuckled, bitting his lips with how she reacted. “so i guess i figured you out tonight.”

her head tilted in confusion, earning another sweet laugh to be heard from him. “i said i’d have fun figuring you out tonight, and i did.”

“you figured me out through one night?”

hoon’s mouth ran through the little details he didn’t dare to miss throughout the night, causing y/n to have her jaw on the floor.

“wow.. you really did figure me out. i mean there’s more to it than that but-“

“but i did good huh?” his nose gave a soft scrunch as he smiled in satisfaction. “i should get a prize for that.”

she giggled. “you want a prize?”

he nodded his head. “only if you’re giving them out.”

the girl rolled her eyes at her date. “fine, what do you want?”

“another date.”

she couldn’t help the beam that took over on her face, closing her eyes shut as she nodded her head. “okay, another date with you it is.”

sunghoon reached one of his hands out — “shake on it.”

“shake on it?” she guffawed.

“yeah, shake on it.” the boy repeated.

she sighed in defeat, giving in because of how handsome his soft pout was. her hands firmly shook his and prepared to let go, only to be in a tight hold again.

before she knew it, his lips smashed against hers. sunghoon smiled through the kiss, enjoying her flustered state with how sudden everything was. his other cupped her cheek, pulling her in closer as she melted into it.

soon enough, he pulled away with his heavy breath against her cheek. the male planted soft and quiet kisses on her lips, indicating her with his longing to connect their lips again.

“that was a good shake huh?” hoon whispered.

she scoffed out a laugh and pushed him away. “shut up.”

a wide grin plastered onto his face as he laughed with a hand on his stomach. “so, another date?”

“we already confirmed that.” said y/n, giving a roll to her eyes once more before feeling his warm hand bring her back.

“can’t wait,” sunghoon murmured, leaning in to leave a comforting peck on her cheek.

“get home safely.” she said. the girl picked out soft strands from his messy and yet gorgeous hair, letting a few still take its fall as her eyes focused on him.

hoon’s cheeks and ears flushed with a tinge of pink, feeling his heart thump out of his chest while nodding — “i will, get home safe too, gorgeous.”

y/n smiled as if on default, softly smacking his arms as she replied, “can’t wait for our next date.”

sunghoon gave a quick ruffle to her hair before taking off. he laughed at her frustrated state when he did it, loving how his teasings caused an adorable reaction like that.

the two definitely had a lot more to learn about each other, but being as comfortable as they were on a first date was a good sign.

after a little more playful bickerings, y/n went inside her apartment complex to converse with her friends in how well the date went. ji-woo, especially, mentioning how she knew they’d match while min-su and dae played out their jokes and gasps in a light manner.

“what did i say!” yelled jake’s girl.

“still doesn’t justify you leaving me completely alone!” y/n yelled back.

“yeah why did you do that, ji-woo?” dae chimed in.

“she needed to talk to him, not me throughout the date!” she defended.

“wow see that, she didn’t even want to talk to you y/n.” min-su instigated.

as for sunghoon, the boy went to his apartment he shared with jake. he spent the entire night wondering and thinking about the girl he just talked to. eventually, asking his best buddy all sorts of questions about y/n so he could ask his girlfriend. the poor boy was exhausted from his own date, and yet hoon was pestering him about all the tiny details that could be heard from ji-woo.

“please jake!” the taller male pleaded.

jake groaned out an annoyed sigh. “dude leave me alone! ask me questions tomorrow!”

“but i want to talk about her now!”

“go bother heeseung or jungwon then, their partners are dating her friends too you know?” he mumbled with an arm draped over his eyes.

“but you’re here now!” sunghoon exclaimed.

“bro just text her, and stop asking me!”

a door slam was made in front of hoon, giving him no choice but to text the girl who’d now be someone he’d think about on the daily basis.

this was just the start to their relationship.

★・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・★

[comet-forgot-you]

need some vampire amber freeman x human reader smut

ily for this omg

teeth

vampire!amber freeman x human!reader

summary: your girlfriend is gone for a week and d shows up with what you think is a shitty excuse.

warnings: 18+ pls, smut, fingering, oral, biting, blood sucking, needy top!amber, i think thats all.

a/n: what if i said i love twilight, what then. idk this is kinda silly at beginning and end but it gets the tiniest bit intense. do not repost for any reason.

amber had been gone for over a week without reaching out to you for an explanation. a week of you checking her location, spamming her phone, calling nonstop. it wasn’t like her, she could barely go an hour without talking to you let alone an entire week.

you wanted needed her to say something, anything. whether it was over between the two of you, an explanation from her telling you why she had been gone for so long without an explanation, hell even a simple “hey” would do, you just missed her and needed her to say something.

you spent your nights on the couch, attempting to drown out your racing thoughts with the sound of the tv. even that barely managed to soothe the nonstop thoughts of amber’s whereabouts or whatever reasoning your brain could possibly think of to explain her absence.

a knock interrupted your thoughts, you glance away from the tv. whoever it was would have to come back tomorrow. it was late and you had no interest in opening that door. a minute passes before more frantic knocks come from the door. you groan, pulling yourself from the couch and follow the sounds of insistent knocking on the door. you look through the peep hole and relief floods your body.

amber

its amber.

holy shit its amber.

you make quick work of unlocking the door, allowing yourself to be face to face with the girl. her jaw clenches the second you open it. she’s beautiful, skin clear of any blemishes it held before.

“what the fuck?” your mouth acts before your brain can stop it. amber’s eyes are darker than their usual color, eyes softening the moment the words leave your lips. “where the fuck have you been? you don’t text me, you don’t call me, you just disappear for a week, what the fuck?” your voice rises with every word and amber winces.

“baby, please. js’ lemme explain. can i come in?” you let out a huff of air, standing back to widen the door. amber stays still, eyes darting around the entrance of your home.

“you just gonna stand there? come in,” you say, raising your eyebrows at her random hesitation. she comes in, standing behind you as you shut and lock the door.

“sorry, just,” she lets out a huff of air, “nervous,” she finishes, fiddling with her hands. you turn to face her. shes so pretty and god did you miss her. you wrap your arms around her waist, resting your head on her shoulder. her body is tense underneath your arms. shes still, her arms make no move to wrap around you, shes just still. hell you’re not even sure she’s breathing.

“where the fuck have you been amber,” you say, pulling away from you.

“i didnt think it was real,” she mumbles, taking a step back. your eyebrows furrow. “thought they were joking and then they fucking did it and now..” she trails off, looking around the room for a brief moment.

“who did what? what was real?” you ask, her attention returns back to you.

“im a vampire.” you cant help the laugh that leaves your throat.

“yeah fucking right. you leave for a week with no reasoning and the best excuse you can come up with is that you’re a vampire? are you fucking kidding me? if you needed space, amber, you could’ve just said that, you didnt have to make an excuse up, a dumb one at that.” you shake your head, brushing past the dark haired girl. she’s quick to follow after you.

“im not joking. i know it sounds stupid, i just, i don’t fucking know. i just wanted to go to that stupid concert with tara and a few of her other friends and then someone did something, i don’t even know what happened, all i remember was waking up in the worst pain i’ve ever felt in my life and a thirst that water wasnt helping in the slightest,” the words fall from her lips at a speed you didnt know she could possess. her shoulders were stiff as she paced your living room.

“so, what, you went out and bit someone and said ‘hey, that was pretty good, i think ill do it again.”? do you even hear yourself?” you huff, leaning back into your couch.

“i know it sounds stupid, but its true,” she looks around the room, searching for some way to prove it to you. she takes a seat next to you, “watch,” she opens her mouth, canines growing sharper and longer in seconds and your eyes widen. your fingers move to poke at the sharp ends, a slight hiss coming from your lips the second it pricks your fingers, the smallest drop of blood forming on your finger. amber’s quick to pull your hand away, snapping her mouth shut. her fingers are freezing against your wrist. she takes a deep breath in, eyes closed. “y/n, im sorry, but it, you smell so fucking good,” she mutters, jaw clenching.

“what, a little drop of blood gets you thirsty?” you tease, the droplet of blood falls down your finger. amber’s gaze flickers to you, your eyebrow raises slightly. you shake your hand from her hold and hold her jaw with your opposite hand. “open up,” you mumble. she does exactly that, her jaw falling slack in your hand. you press your bloodied finger against her tongue and her mouth closes. she wastes no time sucking the blood off of your finger. a whine threatens to escape your throat at the sight. you squeeze her face between your hand and she opens her mouth again. you pull your finger from her lips, a whine escaping her throat in the process.

“y/n..” she whimpers, pushing herself closer to your body. “taste s’ good.” she presses her lips against your neck, your heart beating so loudly in your chest, you’re certain she can hear it. she pushes you back, settling between your thighs as she litters purplish marks across your skin.

cold hands meet the warm skin of your stomach and you gasp at the chill, arching your back off of the cushions. “you’re hands are so fucking cold,” you hiss, hands flying to tangle in her hair. she hums against your neck, sharp teeth scraping the skin. she presses a thigh against your clothed core, your hips buck into it.

“wanna taste you, baby, please?” you nod frantically and she rips your shirt open, leaving your chest exposed. the sight of her ripping your shirt open had you grinding yourself down on her thigh. amber was never that strong, that needy for you. it sent heat plummeting to the pit of your stomach.

she circles your erect nipples with her tongue, hands moving to remove your pants. “sh-shit amber. so fuckin.. shit.. so fuckin needy.” breathy moans break your words apart, “please.” she pulls back for a split second before shes back on you, both of your pants long gone in that tiny amount of time. “holy shit,” you mumble, arching into her cool thigh. her actions are quick against your body, her mouth on your needy cunt in minutes.

you whine the second her tongue meets your pulsing clit. a cold finger sinks into your greedy hole, a strewn out moan falling from your lips. you two had experimented with ice, but this was a million times better than previous experiences ever were.

she curls her finger in your cunt, tongue circling your clit at a faster pace than shes ever had. she was a lot quicker, and she used it to her advantage. “taste so fucking good,” she moans into your cunt, the added vibration sending a new wave of wetness to soak her finger. she pushes another finger into your soaking cunt, curling and scissoring them into you at an inhumane pace.

“fuuck,” you moan out, arching off of the cushions. it was so much, the way her fingers were fucking into you like she needed your orgasm in order for her to survive had your head spinning. sharp teeth poke your clit and your hips still, the feelings new, and so fucking exciting. her tongue is back on your clit just as fast as it left. your orgasm is fast approaching, heart besting erratically.

“gonna cum, baby? can hear your heart beating s’ fast. its okay, you can cum, want you to cum so bad,” her fingers curl into your cunt perfectly and youre coming against her faster than you ever had, juices coating her cold fingers. she pulls them out, lapping it up quickly with her tongue. she groans at the taste, vibrations causing your body to jerk against her tongue.

she presses kisses against your thighs, teeth scraping against the fat of them. you prop yourself up on your elbows, watching as she does her best to keep herself from sinking her teeth into your skin.

“you.. you can bite, ambs,” you mutter. amber looks up at you, rubbing at the skin of your thighs.

“what if it hurts you? i don’t want to hurt you,” her voice is full of emotion, yet so needy. “what if i can’t stop?” the question lingers in the air. what if she cant stop? what if it kills you? its a risk you’re willing to take.

“i trust you.” the words are all it takes for amber to sink her fangs into your thigh. the area burns, your head spinning as she drains blood from your body. a whimper leaves her throat, heat flooding through both of your bodies. it hurts, but at the same time feels so fucking good. your hips buck off of the couch for a split second.

you feel almost light headed, you were losing blood fast. you nudge amber with your other thigh but the girl hardly budges. she glances up at you, eyes dark.

“amber,” you can barely get her name out. she looks almost apologetic. “amber, baby, please,” it seems to pull her from her trance like state. she unlatches herself from your thigh, lapping up the blood that drips out afterward.

“sorry, im sorry, im so sorry,” she mumbles, reaching out to hold your hand. “taste s’ good.” she trails kisses up your body, quiet “im sorrys” falling from her lips after every kiss.

“its okay,” your voice is quiet, eyes tired. she presses a kiss to your lips. “felt kinda good,” you say against her lips. she smiles, pulling away to press kisses around your face. “wait does this mean i cant have garlic anymore?” amber rolls her eyes, smacking your shoulder lightly.

“you can still have garlic you idiot.”

[ysrjune]

the blonde 💤

hi chat heres me giving jake content hes so cute errm fem pov uhh should I make a male pov lmk!!!!!!!!! SORRY ITS SHORT. alsssooo jake isnt really in the movie much so I had to make up some sort of personality for him 😞 should I change it up or does him acting like a little brat seem right 💔 Ok. thats it. have fun. Bye.

"Hey Jakey," you greet, walking up to Jake, who was outside on his porch drinking lemonade and reading the latest Marvel comic. Jake looks up and rolls his eyes. "I thought I told you to quit calling me that." He stares up at you with attitude. "I dont care," you tell him and take a seat next to him. "It's funny how it bothers you so much." "ha. ha. ha." he rolls his eyes again. "very funny."

"so what're we gonna do?" you ask him. "we?" he looks over at you with his eyebrows knitted together. "what are we gonna do?" Jake looks bothered, but you know he isnt. he just.. you didnt even know. this is just how he is. "thats what I asked, isnt it?" you roll your eyes at him. Jake kisses his teeth and leans into his chair. "we arent doing anything. you wanna know why?" "yeah. why?" "cause you showed up without sayin' anything. how was I supposed to know that you were gonna come over without a call?" the blond seems a little irritated.

"like the call you didnt make to that Lisbon girl?" slips out your mouth. you realize what you said and gasp, not dramatically. "wait—im sorry! I didnt mean to say that." you quickly apologize, holding onto his arm. Jake looks down at the scene and bites his lip, a blush running to his cheeks. "whatever." he replies, eyes still glued to your hand on him. "just stop already. we can.. uh," he looks away, thinking about something to do. "we can play football?" he suggests. "ughh. is that all you ever wanna do? you never wanna just talk."

"What's there to talk about? girls?" he responds with sass. as soon as he mentioned girls, you gave him a look. "Oh no," he shakes his head. "No, no, no," he continues as you shake his arm. "Come on! talk to me about girls, I can help you out! ask someone from school to go out with you!" You insist, but he keeps his train of "no" going until you smack the side of his head. "Jeez, lay off! damn." The boy throws his comic aside on a small table and crosses his arms, staying quiet for a moment before speaking up again. "Do you know that girl named Melody.." "meli? yeah! why?" ".. she's really pretty. like, gorgeous."

you smile. "ooohh~ got a crush on her, dont you?" "no!" he bursts a reply, blushing again. "shes just eye candy, man. I dont like her. I don't like girls." he realizes what he said sounded like as soon as you gave him another stupid look. "you know what I mean, dummy. I dont do relationships." you groan. "so then whats the point of looking at girls if you don't wanna go out with them, huh?" "Cant a devilishly handsome young man like myself admire a beautiful lady when I see one?" he jokes around, raising his eyebrows. "You're so weird, conley. maybe thats the real reason you dont have a girlfriend." #atehimup

"Yeah, okay, and maybe the reason why you have no boyfriend is because you're a bit—" he catches the look on your face and purses his lips, looking away. "A bit too silly." he quickly makes up. obviously you knew what he was going to say, but to be honest, you've said worse about him.. #behindhisback.. so you let him off the hook. "mhm. whatever. soo. meli.'' "oh goodness, shut your big mouth. if you say anything about that to anyone at school, I'll find you. I know where you live." he was clearly bothered. "sure, white boy. what exactly would you do if I told?"

"wouldn't you like to know, space cadet." he rolls his eyes and picks up his dorky comic book again. "I'm not digging the attitude, dork. im going home." you get up from the chair and ruffle up his hair, which he allows, not fighting against it. "bummer." he replied sarcastically. "bye jakey, nice seeing you!" even though you were a little annoyed with him, you still gave him a kind smile. "see ya later, bunny." he says with a teasing smirk. "what did you call me?!" you asked, crossing your arms. "y/n. I meant y/n." he sticks his tongue out. "forget it. just go already and let me catch up on this."

i dont like this very mucu but im still gonna write for jake because hes a cutie pie

@erosmutt @anakinstwinklebunny @lovethestarrs @literally-izzy @hearts4sammonroe @speaknow-sw

[nr1chaedickrider]

'i just can't leave you alone.'

need her so bad actually...... been thinking about perv nayeon sooo much.. real jihyo fans know where the title is from hehehe

cw: kinda stalker nayeon??, voyeurism (idk if its the right term but the members are next to them), unnie kink (aka nayeon gets turned on by you calling her unnie), dubcon, somnophilia, idk maybe even gaslighting? light bondage (hands are tied together)

not proofread bc its six in the morning im tired sorry for mistakes

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Nayeon, the oldest member of twice, is especially known for her love for the maknae line, especially you. Being the youngest member with 23, she always took care of you like the good unnie she is!!

But what if her care for you goes too far?

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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" the member flood the gc with messages as soon you wake up.

You're now 24 years old.

You already know that the members planned something for you, especially nayeon.

She is behaving weird since some weeks...

Pictures of you sleeping appearing in your room after you come back home from schedule.. Its like she is watching you.

But its normal... right???

Its nothing bad. Or weird.

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You dress up, walking to the living room since its now later in the day, and the members of course want to celebrate with their dear maknae.

"hi guys" you greet them as you walk into the living room, they all smile at you and hug you, nayeon hugging you, but not wanting to let go.

"I love you so much Y/n, happy birthday!! Ive prepared something special just for you.." she whispers the last part. Sending you shivers down your spine.

You try ignoring it, starting conversations with your members, playing games, drinking and other stuff.

But it was like someone was watching you the whole time.

Of course, after some time, the members (actually mostly just jeongyeon and jihyo..) want to play with minas switch, so they start playing mario party. Nayeon sits down next to you on the couch while the other members are busy being competitive.

You feel a finger trace your thigh under the blanket.

You look at Nayeon who smirks at you.

"Nayeon- what are you doing" you whisper-shout, taking her hand and putting it away.

"Shhh.. you dont want them to hear, dont you?" she whispers into your ear, nibbling on it as she places her hand on your core.

"i-" your shocked.

Why is she doing this?

She cant.

She is like your big sister!

"nayeon stop-" you try pushing her away without the members noticing.

She thrusts her fingers inside, making you let out a whine which you quickly cover eith a cough.

The members are too busy playing those stupid games.

You try to hide your moaning, it feels good... But you cant do this.

"nayeon please-" you still try to push her away, her fingers burried deep inside of you.

She pulls her fingers out.

"Come to my room in an hour." she whispers seducingly in your ear.

What is she doing?

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You stand infront of Nayeons door, knocking.

Once, Twice.

She pulls you into her room, shutting the door and locking it.

A soft black silk cloth touches your wrist. You cant even progress what happens.

She pushes you to her bed, your wrists tied together in a tight knot.

"Nayeon-" you try to say something but she pushes you so much, you fall onto the bed.

She looks down at you, only know you realise she has almost nothing on.

"Im tired of doing this only when you're asleep.." she says, sitting down on your lap as she starts kissing your neck, sucking on it like a wild animal.

You let out some whimpers.

"Nayeon please- what do you mean-" you look at her while she eagerly takes of your shirt.

Your bra lands on the floor right after she took of your shirt.

"Your nipples are so hard... You just want me to suck them. Dont you baby?"she grins. Taking one of your erected buds in her mouth, sucking, nibbling on it.

A part of you enjoys it.

But most parts of you need to know what he fuck she said before..

"n-ahhyeon-", you try saying, "what do you mean with in my sleep-" you try silencing your moans. But damn is she good at this.

"Oh about that?" she smirks, leaving your nipple as she looks at you.

She gropes your tits with her hand as she smiles.

"I have been watching you in your sleep.. These cute pictures of you sleeping? I took them! They look amazing dont they?" she says so.. proudly?

"i-.. this is weird nayeon- you're perverted!" you say, trying to free yourself from the cloth that is tied to your hands.

"And what if i am?" she says, taking off your pants as well as your underwear.

"Your panties are so soaked.. you are enjoying this while calling me a perv??" she says smiling, her cold, long finger slowly circling your clit.

You whine a little. "No nayeon-" she continues circling your clit, slowly starting to rub it, with less and less softness.

"You want this. I know it.. or else you wouldnt react like this." she moves her finger to your face, showing you how its full of your slick.

"i-" you can feel yourself blush.

She shoves her fingers inside of your mouth, "suck." she demands you. You look at her weirdly, then slowly. You start to suck.

"Such a good girl for a perv." she whispers as she kisses your neck again, leaving marks here and there. You continue sucking on her fingers. The praise making you want this even more.

I mean a little pervertness cant hurt...?

She pulls out her fingers, and without even a warning, just shoves into your hole in a second.

You let out a louder moan.

She moves them fast, so eagerly.

"your moans sound better when you're awake.." she says, sucking on your nipple while her fingers are thrusting in and out of you.

Everything is overwhelming.

You start to sweat, your breaths are cut short. Your heart beats rapidly.

All because of Nayeon.

Already after some minutes, you feel yourself clench around nayeon fingers.

"Nayeon- i-"

"Cum for me princess." she interrupts you.

The princess sends you off as you cum onto her fingers, letting out a louder moan.

She slowly pulls her fingers out.

'Click' you look at nayeon, she took a picture???

"I should show this to her.." Nayeon says while smirking.

"Her?? What do you mean-" you ask, very confused.

"You will see." she says. Taking her clothes off.

"But now lets get back to us."

[pinyeti]

EPISODE 6: RETURN OF THE JEDI

Is it just me or have they just not explained the Death Star properly?

I cant take Darthy seriously anymore, he’s just a bag of organs 

Whats quirrel doing here

OMG ELEPHANT SNAKE IS BACK

Isnt this that old caterpillar from Alice n wonfderlad

WOW LUKE REALLY SUITED UP FOR HIS MESSAGE- DID HE JUST SELL???? GOLDENFACE AN R2-oh right Hans in the carbon - way to go to the dark side Luke, triangular droid trade YOU ARE YOUR FATHERS SON LUKE 

So much of Star Wars is just running into the problem with a glowstick and hoping it dies

Wow hansolo has been imprisoned, thrown into garbage, tortured, thrown into carbon, imprisoned AGAIN all cuz he has can’t shut my mouth disease

What even is their relationship with Luke btw, are they his adopted fWOAH WOAH WOAH WHEN DID LUKE TURN INTO A MAN??? Last I saw he was a child who couldn’t get a plane out of a lake AND THEY LEFT THE LAST MOVIE WITH ALL OF THTEM BEING TOGETHER wow the text in the beginning is more important than I thought 

No seriously why is Luke dressed like a pastor whats going on

WOAH GOLD BIKINI LIEA - OKAY STORY TIME I USED TO WATCH PRINCESS RAP BATTLES AS A CHILD AND THE ONE I SAW WITH LEIA IN IT SHE SAID “I wore a gold bikini and the whole world lost its shit” ANF NOW I KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS

Ok yoda we get it you’re 900 no ones talking about your wrinkles anyway with pastor Luke in the room, projecting much?

Is yoda suidicdal???

WDYM LUKE IS REaDY???? HE DIDNT DO ANYTHING TO BE READY EXCEPT FLY FACEFIRST INTO A MILITARY BASE HIS TRAINING ARC IS SO SHIT

 Whos the other Skywalker?? lukes not even a Skywalker isnt his name Luke vader where’s skywalkers real son OH darthy’s deadname is skywalker

BABY WONKENOBIII IS BACKCKCKC-OMGWHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WDYM LEIAS LUKES SISTER WDYM HE SUSPECTED THIS AFTER MAKING OUT WITH HER FIFTY BILLION TIMES??? WHAT THE HELL

??? HELLO>>??? WHAT TH EHELL??? WHAT IN THE GAME OF THRONES IS GOING ON??????? How is Leia a princess then?? HahahahaHAHAHA SO YODA KNEW …… ABOUT THEIR LITTLE TRIANGLE

Nice the gang is back together, waiting for chewbakka to be revealed as darthy’s next offspring

YES YES GOLDENFACE GETTING THE RESPECT HE DESEREVEVVES I LOVE GOLDENFACEEE

I cant believe these are the idiots the emperors trying to kill

"yes I could sense you were my brother when my tongue was down your throat"

Oh yes Luke hands himself over- haha darthy sensitive over dead name 

Luke youre so stupid- but since jedis cant die is he gonna go to wherever yoda and obi wan is 

Lando is growing on me, also squid guy

This movie is gonna end with emperor and Luke dead isnt it

Is the emperor a jedi too how else does he have power or something something Sith

Id make a horrible jedi- im made of hatred

Hansolo my pathetic little idiot

I JUST REALIZED WHO LUKE EP6 REMINDS ME OF - TROY BOLTON

IS HE BEGGING DARTHY TO KILL HIM WTF

You’re telling me this big of an empire cant take down 6 idiots lead by a happy go lucky guy, never heard of this before

OHMYGOSSDDHD. LYKE YOU IDIOT NOW HE KNOWS ABOUT LEIA

Hahahah a hand for a HAND- wait what…. Why does he have a robo hand too whats going on 

Luke stop acting like you didnt hear about jedis 5 secs ago

Aw does darthy have a heart among his organs

OHMYGOD DARTHY IS A GOOD GUY????? ????? What A VILLAIN TTURNS GOOD ITS BEEN AGES SINCE I SAW A VILLAIN COME OVER TO THE GOOD SIDE

OMG DARHTY FACE REVEAL

Oh damn hes not as ugly as I thought he’d be

Kinda cute even - bro how did he even get this weak why’s he dying rn 

He has such kind eyes

Yeah ok I am so lost I NEED DARTH VADER BACKSTORY RIGH FUCKIN NOW

Is the empire this easy to penetrate? No but they did it with the power of lOVE and FRIENDSHIP 

Love lando 

YES HAN THATS THE REACTION I HAD AN HOUR AGO ACTUALLY WTF

Yes Luke its so sad your daddy that blew up an entire planet in ONE second without a single thought died IM NOT FORGIVING HIM THIS EASY

No way thats it??? They took down the empire just like that???? What??

Damn no one in this world can dance

OHMYGOD ANAKIN???? HOW CAN HE SEE THEM NOW??? IS IT CUZ HES BETTER AT WEILDING THE FORCE

ok fine anakin is cute

(3/9)

[clownzaf]

What if I tell you the only time Eurylochus was on the wrong was in Keep your friends close?

In full speed ahead he was the first to realise they needed to stop to get food because they had SIX HUNDRED MEN TO FEED, it wasn’t the amount of food you can simply go and ask some island people for, so they had to raid the island (they just got out of a war where they killed thousands of people, it wasn’t a really crazy idea)

In luck runs out when Eurylochus approached Odysseus he was ready to go to that island and he stop him on the spot like any other person would, and he had really good arguments about WHY GOING TO SOME GOD ISLAND (island you threw harpoons at btw. If it were any other god you would’ve been smited just for that) was a really bad idea. Odysseus just gave a SHIT argument and ignored him, so he had to keep talking. Maybe he didn’t thought about how the crew listening would affect their trust in the captain, but at that point who really cares? If you go to that island maybe there will be no captain to not trust or even no crew. Or maybe he didn’t thought the crew would be eavesdropping.

HE NEVER PLANNED ON THE CREW LISTENING TO THEIR CONVERSATION. IT WASNT HIS INTENTION FOR THE CREW TO REALISE THAT THE CAPTAIN WAS BATSHIT CRAZY AND HAD POOR SURVIVAL INSTINCTS.

Also, when Odysseus took him away to talk HE NEVER EASED EURYLOCHUS WORRIES. He told him to just listen to his orders and shut the fuck up, thing that came to bite him in the ass when years after years of shutting his mouth up Eurylochus couldn’t just hide how much the Captain’s choices were affecting the crew.

I ALSO HATE when people gives the argument of “just listen to the captain” or him going against the captain in every move.

ODYSSEUS WASNT RIGHT IN MOST OF HIS MOVES. He always left the fight just because he was resourceful (by straight up divine intervention) but that doesn’t mean the plans were good. Also what would you do in his position? Your captain is telling you the most batshit crazy idea you’ve ever heard that will possibly get your whole crew or himself killed and he doesn’t even want to listen to your opinion (His SECOND IN COMAND i remind you)

“Oh but he wanted to leave the crew with Circe” Circe was a goddess who did not care about the crew when she turned them into pigs. The idea of trying to talk her out of that was crazy and Odysseus only won that fight because of Hermes’ help. He accepted the fate that was given and tried to escape with the remaining crew before Circe did something to them too. It was the only logical choice.

Mutiny is the song that made me realise that Eurylochus wasn’t really the bad guy y’all paint him to be.

Odysseus (as usual) didn’t communicate his plan to Eurylochus and then he found out that the sacrifice of 6 of the men he tried so hard to protect was alway on the plan. If something like that happened in modern day all of you would go crazy just like he did. In his mind Odysseus was nothing more than a monster who cared more about going home to his wife than the lives of 6 men who also had wives and children to go to.

He even gave him the chance to explain himself, for god’s sake, and Odysseus only said I CANT ????? He even got out of his way to bandage him and KEEP HIM ALIVE after what was a horrible betrayal.

The cow incident is controversial but just look into it from his perspective.

They’re not going home either way. If they don’t kill those cows they are going to die slowly and painfully from starvation on their way home

Ody has done crazier things and he always came out victorious, why would this go wrong?

Also, i fully think the people that heard the lines “How much longer must I suffer now? How much longer must I push through doubt? How much longer must I go about like this when people die like this?” and still think Eurylochus is the villain, hasn’t listened to Epic the musical at all.

Opening the wind bag was stupid? Yes. Just as stupid as not killing the cyclops and giving your name and address to him, going against the orders of the literal GODDESS OF WISDOM, trusting some little drugged things to tell you were to find food, throwing harpoons at a god’s home, playing along into said gods name, NEVER REALLY TELLING YOUR SECOND IN COMMAND (WHO YOU KNOW IS STARTING TO DOUBT YOUR ACTIONS) THE WHOLE STORY, trying to talk a goddess into set free your men immediately after that instead of trying to keep alive the men you have left, trusting that goddess to send you and the crew she just turned into pigs to the LITERAL UNDERWORLD, sacrificing 6 men without telling your second in command or ANY OF THE MEN YOU WERE SACRIFICING beforehand and telling your men to suck it up and stay hungry until they reach home in who knows how much long.

Odysseus kept his plans close to his chest and expected Eurylochus and the crew to follow him blindly and without a word of protest.

Odysseus talked more about the crew that died that he didn’t focused enough on the crew he STILL HAD.

The only difference is that we had an explanation of why Odysseus does what he does, Eurylochus doesn’t.

[slashingdisneypasta]

The Evil Queen x Lover!Reader || Drabble

Plot: Pretty boring 😅 Just a moment alone with Hilda. Oh and you've been listening to too much English politics.

Warnings: Cheating (The King is alive here), and talk of real historic people and events (Tudors).

The sounds of the door creaking open and the rustling of a dress wake you up from your dozing rest. Luckily you weren't fully asleep; you were still above the covers. You had been reading a few books late into the night, those pages still open around you on the blankets although your candle went out sometime after your eyelids fell closed.

Hilda closes your creaking door shut again behind her her own candle burning bright beside her face, before moving over to the bed and sitting down beside you. Her soft lips find yours in a warm, soft kiss that wakes you up the rest of the way; her tongue drawing out a soft, sleepy moan from you.

When her lips separated from yours, you followed her and sat up; picking up her hand that wasnt still holding up the candle, in both yours. "... What are you doing still awake?" You ask, stroking your thumb over her knuckles.

She rolls her eyes, the irritation in every muscle of a her body clear now that you were fully awake. "The King's killing me."

That startles you, and your eyes widen. "-what???"

Another venemous green eyeroll, and a huff. "He's so stupid, so doting on that airheaded child of his, I cant take it."

Oh thank god, you think, relaxing again. Doesn't she know you're on edge these days, what with all that's happening in England with that crazy Tudor King right now??? She must know. She must say these things to scare you. Shaking your head, you give your royal lover a bemused grin. "Do you know what you just did to me??"

A smirk quirks at the corner of lips, but only for just a second before she shakes her head and makes it dissapear. "Nevertheless- I can't sleep in that bed with him."

"Well you can't sleep here, love." You say, incredulously. "I would love you to- but how do you think servants will react when they see their beautiful, dishevelled queen slipping out of her ladies room in the morning?? Imagine the rumours, Hilda."

"Oh, that I'm a filthy witch queen who kisses women?" Another amused smirk slips across her red lips, and this one stays put. The candle lights her face up in soft orange and the pretty, comforting crackling sound fills your ears.

"Yes, which is true, which is the most damning kindof rumour. Just look at England right now." Your voice raises a few decibells, filling with worry. "Anne Bolyn was beheaded, because some people said she had an extra finger we both know, Hilda, that she didn't have- "

"Yes, Y/N, but my husband is a weakling."

"-and then he divorced poor Anne of Cleves because she wasn't as pretty! And she's beautiful. Are you hearing me Hilda?? These King's are crazy- "

"English politics are truly bothering you, aren't they."

Embarrassed and sputtering, you try to deny that, but can't, and close your mouth. Hilda gives a chuckle at this. "Thats it, no more English politics for you, dear."

"What? But- "

"No."

You sigh, lowering your face and looking to Hilda's hand in your lap. Not a wrinkle or age spot to be seen despite passing her 30's years ago, thanks to her creams and tonics.

"... and I will be staying here." She tells you, a no-arguments-thank you kind of tone in her voice. The softer sister to the dangerous, stern tone she uses in court with everyone there. Carefully she leans past you and sets her candle on your side-table, atop a few more books on topics such as dangerous flowers, teas all over the world, and ancient histories. Then she hooks a cold finger under your chin and raises your face to look up at her; speaks in a low whisper. "Isn't it your job to keep your Mistress happy?"

"... " Finally you give a sigh; giving in to her. To hell with the rumours that might spread. You want her here; you want her to stay. "Well yes, your majesty. Thats true."

After another kiss, the Queen quietly starts going through the books strewn about on your bed. You began reading again, occasionally showing Hilda something interesting. Half an hour passed this peacefully, until Hilda says something supposedly 'off-hand' that causes you to thrust your book down back onto the bed.

"... oh, and I probably shouldn't tell you now that the newest English queen has been imprisoned for adultery, should I- "

"The c h i l d?? Oh for gods sake. Should we be d o i n g something about this??"

[francixoxoxo]

Mermaid!reader x pirate!billy

When his crew notices her and throws a harpoon or whatever at her but none of them could see if it hit her or not (it didnt) and billy is freaking out but he cant act as frazzled as he is in front of them and its almost impossible to let him know shes okay because theyre on the ship so she has to wait for them to dock and billy is sooo relieved

Oh my goddddd he would tweak

𓇼 Iridescent ˚✧ ₊˚

𝐏𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞!𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐝 𝐱 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝.

𝐓𝐰: 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞

Of course it’s Ollinger, his paranoid ass is practically falling down the ladder to the crows nest and shouting about a mermaid. He’s supposed to be watching his barometer, not looking for mermaids. But he’s a superstitious, paranoid bastard, and he’s trying to kill women like you, women you’re maybe related to, women you could be friends with, but it’s not until the crew is crowded around Ollinger on the railing and passing around his spyglass, and it’s his turn to peer through the glass, and it’s not a woman like you, it’s fucking you.

Billy’s heart is pounding out of his chest, his mouth is dry. You’re laying on the rocks, probably biding your time in the sun and waiting for nightfall to meet him. And you’re beautiful, your iridescent tail is catching the sunlight, reflecting pinks, blues and purples. Your eyes are peacefully closed, lips moving. Perhaps you’re singing to yourself, passing the time. Now isn’t the time to admire you, Billy reminds himself.

“Get the harpoon! Jesse! Grab the harpoon!” One of the men is shouting, a man who boasted about his immaculate aim. His heart is in his knees, and he can’t find the words to protest, his hands are just moving to the back of his head, he’s turning around, pacing a few steps before lifting the spyglass again and looking at you. The crew is clamoring, Jesse’s handing the deadly weapon to the man who’d shouted for it. Can’t you hear them? Won’t you leave? They’re maybe fifty yards front you, why won’t you just swim away?

“Wait, we— we shouldn’t—“ Billy begins, but he doesn’t have a way to finish. His mind is screaming, he’ll do anything, he just can’t let you get hurt. But before he can do anything, that harpoon is flying through the air, the crew is yelling and screaming, it’s going right for you, he’s praying it won’t hit you, Billy’s begging God for forgiveness for everything he has ever done in his stupid life, asking for that harpoon to redirect itself right at his head, ‘cause your life is anything but stupid, and Billy can’t look, he can’t look—

The crew had mixed reactions. Some cheered, some gasped, some groaned. Billy opens his eyes a crack. His heart feels as if it’s in a compress when he see’s the gut-churning crimson clouding the water, you’re gone from the rocks. Somebody cursed that you’d gotten away, another man scoffs in reply. “John hit ‘er, she just got loose. Bitch’ll bleed out anyway.”

The air was being choked out of his lungs, Billy couldn’t tear his eyes from the rocks. He was white-knuckling the railing, the boat was moving too fucking fast, where you’d been was out of view all too soon. He couldn’t see if you resurfaced. The thought of you lying at the bottom of the sea, he could’ve thrown up over the edge of the boat. But he doesn’t dare utter a word. He can’t draw attention. All he can do is rub his palm over his mouth, screwing his eyes shut, and moving to his bunk.

The moment the boat is docked, he’s beelining it to your spot. His hopes aren’t high. Frankly, Billy’s heart is already twisted so tight that it’s fraying, threatening to snap. It’s only when he spots you, beautiful, mesmerizing, angelic, alive, that his nerves soothe. He wants to bawl like a damn baby, fall to his knees in front of you.

Billy does the latter, atleast. He’s kneeling beside you with buggy eyes, reaching for your shoulders, your hair, your neck— his hands settle for cradling your rosy cheeks and pulling you into such an emotional kiss you feel your own heart becoming weighty. He doesn’t even let you get a word in. You try pulling away, breaking the kiss for air, but he just won’t have that. Well, you suppose you have nostrils for a reason, as you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders and let him lay you down on the sand, leaning over you and kissing you silly.

When you finally break from eachother, Billy’s eyes are actually glossy. He’s really about to cry at the sight of you. Those beautiful azure eyes dart over you after a lingering moment of staring, and his eyes find that gut-churning gash along your side. The harpoon hadn’t impaled you. But it’d still grazed you, opened the skin, left scar tissue. It’s been days, and mermaids heal faster than humans, and yet he’s impossibly gentle in tracing his fingertips over the wound. It’s like he’s afraid that his touch alone will bruise you.

Billy’s finally had a rude awakening. You can be hurt. You can be killed. People in this world want to kill his reason for staying in it.

“Oh, baby, my baby… m’so, so sorry, fuck, you ain’t got a clue. My poor girl, those fucking assholes.” Billy spits those last words. He bows the crown of his head twixt your breasts, staring down at the scar marring your perfect body. It physically pained him to see it. His nostrils are flaring, his blue eyes wide, buggy and darting around to avoid tears. You push your fingers through his hair.

You’ve had a rude awakening as well.

“I didn’t realize that…”

“Folks poach mermaids. Yeah.” Billy breathes, screwing his eyes shut. He rolls onto his back, carefully pulling you on top of him. Your hair is damp, wetting his shirt, as if he gives a damn. “My own fuckin’ crew. Baby, I’m so sorry. I promise I had nothin’ t’do with it, I—“

“But you’re still sailing with them?” You propped your head on his chest, eyes doey and brows furrowed. You hadn’t known that you were something to be hunted. You didn’t realize that there was a reason Billy kept you away from his crew, away from town. His eyes were wide, mouth opening and closing lamely.

Billy wasn’t sure what to say. Jesse was the only friend he had, he’d helped Billy when he desperately needed some direction. But you? You were his world. You were the reason he got up in the mornings, the reason he breathed and lived. So, no, though it took him a moment, there was no hesitation in his voice when he breathed, “M’ done with ‘em, sweet girl. Heard ‘bout another pirate by the name Tunstall, turns out I’ve built ‘nough of a reputation for him to seek me out.”

Your expression had relaxed. Billy felt completely confident in his decision— he’d been mulling it over. This was all he needed to be sure. This pushed him off the edge. He pulled you closer, rolling you both over again with his strong arms underneath you. Billy’s plush lips pressed to your temple, slowly, lingering. “I ain’t gonna put you in danger again. Baby, you gotta listen to me when I tell you that y’can’t do that again. You gotta be careful f’me.”

You furrowed your brows, bright eyes lifting to meet his. Your hand came up to hold the back of his neck. Billy cared. Cared so infinitely, you could tell. He loved you like it was breathing. You nodded your head. “I will be. I promise you.”

Billy sighed in relief, thumping his forehead against yours. His eyelids fluttered shut as he pressed another kiss to your lips, this one more languid than the other. This one just as loving, yet not as anguished. His hand ghosted over the scar tissue on your hip, hoping that the warmth of his palm seeped into your soft skin, erasing the pain. He wanted so badly to keep you from any pain.

Billy would do anything to keep you. He wanted to keep you safe, but he selfishly wanted to keep you to himself. He was determined to love you.

Ok I fixed the formatting to be a fic cuz this turned out longer than I thought 😭😭