#You really should see some of the asks I get...

[carlosainzgf]

REVENGE

thanos x fem!reader (smut)

warnings: kind of noncon so read at your own risk

you were minding your own business, sitting at your bunk, eating the shitty meal you were given when you heard some yelling.

you turned your head to where the noises were coming from only to see your brother myung gi, who you didn’t even know was here until now, getting beaten up. instinctively, you storm over to stop them.

"not thinking of interfering, are you?"

the purple haired man asked as he tilted his head, his eyes widened sadistically.

you threw a punch in his face without even considering for a second, landing right on his nose, making him loose his balance and stumble back.

in an instant, he lunged at you. he gritted his teeth as blood ran down his nose, his eyes filled with a deadly rage. grabbing you by the collar and pinning you to the wall. "you think you can just hit me like that? huh!? you've got a lot of guts for someone so small." he spat, eyes narrowed as he glared at you.

some other players had turned their attention to the sight of the commotion, some had ceased their betting and others watched with intrigue and anticipation as they witnessed what would unfold.

player 001 stepped in, putting a swift end to the conflict before thanos could hurt you. he took it upon himself to discipline thanos and his friend by delivering a thorough beating, leaving both of them bruised and battered.

thanos stayed put on the ground, coughing and panting from exhaustion, his nose still stinging from your punch and the beating he just received.

“you’re gonna pay for this, you bitch!” he yelled after you between coughs when you and your brother headed to the bathroom to clean up.

he still had enough spunk left in him to send a threat your way even after his beating.

he was determined to get revenge.

after cleaning the blood of your brothers face and a small skirmish between the two of you for joining this game you heard that lights were out in 5 minutes so you head back to the dorm.

you could feel thanos’ eyes on you as you got ready for bed.

as the minutes ticked by, the lights slowly dimmed, signaling that it could only mean one thing - it was time to sleep. the dorm fell quiet, dimly lit by the faint glow of the piggy bank.

players were trying to find some level of rest, laying down on their beds with blankets or just simply sitting on their beds.

thanos' eyes stayed on you, watching you as you got into bed, his resentment still burning bright. he was waiting for a moment to catch you off guard and get his revenge.

after laying down with your eyes open, which felt like hours, you decided to go to the bathroom. to wash your face or just to get out of the dorm full of people to get your mind together. you didn’t really know.

you looked over to your brother to see him sound asleep before heading to the door. after convincing the guard you headed to the bathroom, not realizing thanos who left the dorm right after you.

you only took notice of him when the door to the ladies bathroom was kicked open. you, startled, look back to see who it is.

fuck.

“i told you you’d pay for what you did. now…how should i make you pay?” he talked like he was talking to himself.

“i could kill you. easily. but…it would be a shame if something happened to such a beautiful girl like you.”

your words were caught at your throat, not daring to come out.

“maybe i should teach you a lesson, huh?”

that’s how you ended up with your legs wrapped around his waist, his hands gripping tightly at the flesh of your ass as he made you move on his dick, like a little sex toy. his own little fleshlight.

you didn’t know if you hated him for fucking you or yourself for liking it.

he held you up on the air as he thrusted himself into you like you were light as a feather. hands repeatedly landing on your ass, leaving big red hand marks on the surface, making you moan and yelp at the same time.

“fuck! you like this don’t you? you filthy little slut.”

you held onto his shoulders as his pace got faster and he fucked you harder. a knot growing in you, making you disgusted at yourself for liking this but too cock drunk out to care. your eyes closed, too lost in pleasure.

his hand moved from your ass to your stretched out pussy. you didn’t notice it until he pinched your clit, hard, making your eyes shot open with a little scream.

“you look at me when i fuck you.” he ordered. you could only nod.

“tell me who makes you feel this good, bitch. tell me!”

“you! you a-are thanos! fuck-fucking me so good!” you could barely form a sentence at your state.

“yeah i am! come on my cock, baby. make a big fucking mess.” that’s all it took. you fell apart. your walls spasming around him, brain foggy, nails digging at his back, head thrown back, yells and moans spilling from your lips as you came undone.

just when you were about to come down from your high thanos hit your sensitive and twitching clit repeatedly. the pain and pleasure of the act, and how sensitive your body was right after cumming you couldn’t stop yourself from gushing around his dick. your juices covered his lower stomach, his thighs, your thighs as well, and his dick.

that’s when he lost it. he came, hard, when he felt the warm wetness on himself. he held your face, harshly, making you look at him.

“if you even try to do anything to me ever again…you pussy won’t be the only thing i ruin.”

then he kissed you so sweetly. almost sweet enough to make you forget that he threatened to kill you and then fucked you dumb.

[kouzih]

Hi!!!

What about some headcanons for cockwarming with Namgyu? Lowkey feel like he’d be really into it while making out or something tbh

Cockwarming w/Nam-gyu (Player 124) .ᐟ

( hi hi, i thought i already posted this but i forgot,, sorry!! and yesss he'd be so into it!! )

warnings : i mean isn't it obvious..

tags,, @gongyoosgf @cybrasigilism @paulilvsremus

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ When it comes to cockwarming, his ego actually increases a lot...considers himself talented and experienced.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ The first time, you both did it without asking, it was something you did without even realizing it. He had already finished in you, but neither of you made a move to pull back.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ When you're cockwarming with him, all you hear is glances and his heavy breathing. Or maybe you’ll be sitting on his lap, squeezing around him as he scrolls through his phone. He’s got his phone on your belly with one hand on your waist to keep you from moving.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Or maybe when he's at his desk, your legs wrapped around his waist as your chests turn towards each other and your head rests on his shoulder. You have to keep your voice down because of the phone call he’s on with his friend. He’s deliberately holding the phone very close to you.

"Ah-"

"What was that sound?"

"Hm? Nothing. Must be your wild mind.."

"Yeah whatever, man."

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ He loves being inside you as you eat each other out in bed like there's no tomorrow. His hands caress your thighs, his half-open eyes checking to see if you try to move.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ He especially loves being inside you when you’re half asleep, he goes crazy when you lazily wrap your arms around him and fall asleep while holding his hair.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ We know he can't stop touching you, but of course he has his favorite parts. He likes to press the tip of his fingers along his own length, against your lower belly, and your navel. He tries to feel himself in you by pressing his fingers.

"Can you feel me? Right..there."

By 'gently' pressing his nail, he causes a squeal to come out of your mouth.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Have you ever thought about getting a tattoo? Maybe you should let him choose the design. Don't worry, he has a taste for that, and thanks to him you'll get a tattoo that will make Nam-gyu bite his lip when you take off your underwear.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ If you don't get a tattoo, don't be surprised if he writes something on you with the pens he gets his hands on.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ If you are brave enough to deal with him, you could try to pinch his nipples..and with his piercingssss.. but I can't promise if it will end well.

[heartsforjh]

I shall break my Quinn strike and ask for my favorite Hughes

Gimme Luke with “i thought you hated when people touch you?” he needs a black cat girlfriend for his golden retriever vibe😔🙏

this one was suspiciously easy for me to write so if it’s actually bad i’m VERY sorry… i knew something was up. 🙏

“Mom! Luke won’t stop making me upset!” your best friend, Jack, calls out.

“Luke, quit messing with your brother!” Ellen says, sorting through old family photos.

“I’m not messing with him! I’m messing with Y/n!” the younger boy whines.

“Your brother and his friend don’t want to play with you right now. You can play with Y/n when Jack has to go back to school,” Ellen explains.

“And he won’t stop touching her, Mom! He knows she doesn’t like it, but he keeps grabbing her hand and pulling her!” Jack continues to snitch.

“Alright, Jack. I’m handling it.”

“Okay, just making sure. Come on, Y/n. We don’t have to play with him,” Jack says, ushering you out of the living room. You feel bad, looking back at Luke as Jack pushes you out of the room without actually putting his hands on you. You give a little wave to Luke before disappearing from sight.

“Are you guys excited to start middle school?” Quinn, the oldest Hughes brother, asks as you and Luke sit at the dinner table.

“Well, I guess I am. I’m kind of nervous because I know it’ll be so different,” you admit before taking a bite of your food.

“It’s a good thing you have Luke! I’m glad the two of you get to start these milestones together!” the boys’ mom says.

“Yeah, Y/n! We have each other! It’s gonna be fun. We can sit next to each other at lunch and everything,” Luke says excitedly. He gets carried away while talking and starts messing with some strands of your hair, which Jack immediately notices.

Jack is quick to slap Luke’s hand away from your hair. “She doesn’t like you touching her! And she doesn’t need you. I already started middle school a year ago. I can tell her everything she needs to know.”

“Fine. I won’t touch her. It was an accident,” Luke says, feeling bad for forgetting again that people touching you makes you uncomfortable.

“How do you accidentally touch someone?! That doesn’t just happen! You—” Jack starts, only to be cut off by his dad stepping in with a stern, “Boys!”

It would be a lie to say that the rest of the dinner was ruined. This happens a lot, and everyone is used to it. Luke gets to talking, becomes excited, and, being a touchy person, accidentally does something to make Jack upset. It repeats like clockwork.

You got in. You really got in! The University of Michigan has accepted you as a student, and you couldn’t be happier. Of course, Luke is going too. You’re not mad about it at all. You expected it and, honestly, you’re glad. While you’re closest with Jack, having Luke complete all the same milestones with you has always been comforting.

You’re at the small party your family and the Hughes family put together to celebrate you and Luke. After finishing a conversation with one of their cousins, you head into the kitchen for a drink. Luke is already there at the counter, grabbing a drink for himself. When he turns around and sees you, he smiles.

“Hey!” he says, his eyes lighting up. You walk over to stand next to him and grab a cup.

“Hey. This is a cool party, right?” you ask, looking up at him and trying to make conversation.

He nods and grabs your favorite tea, pouring it into your cup for you. “Oh for sure. It’s great they did this for us. You ready to go to UMich?”

You smile a little nervously, looking at him. “I mean, I guess. I’m kind of nervous. You’re not?”

“No way! I’ve wanted to go to this school forever. So have you! You should be ecstatic. What’s the matter?” he asks, concerned.

“Well… y’know, it’s gonna be so different,” you confess, the nerves clear in your tone.

“It’s a good thing we’ll have each other, then. I’m not just gonna let you fall on your face, Y/n. I love you too much for that,” he says, his face full of emotion.

For the first time since the whole college mess, you feel relieved. “Really? Thanks, Lukey. I love you too.”

You close the space between the two of you and wrap your arms around his waist, laying your head on his chest. However, Luke freezes.

You frown a little and tilt your head to look up at him, your chin still resting on his chest. “Uh… Y/n? Is this, like… on purpose?” he asks, looking stressed.

You laugh, confused. “What are you talking about?”

“I thought you hated when people touch you?” he says, his voice cracking slightly.

You think about it for a moment before responding. “I suppose I do. But not you.”

“Not me? I get yelled at every time I so much as look at you!” he says, surprised.

You pat his stomach and shake your head. “Lukey, that’s all Jack. Take it up with him. I like you… a lot. I always have.”

“You’ve liked me back this whole time and Jack’s ruined it?!” he asks, shocked.

You smile and nod. “Yeah! To be fair, I don’t think he knew. He just thought you were annoying me.”

“Whatever. He’s not here to ruin it now,” Luke says, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing you tight.

In the next room, Ellen turns to her oldest son, beaming. “It worked!”

Quinn smiles. “I told you they’d figure it out, and all it took was distracting Jack a little.”

tags: @beenucks @lukey-pookie-hughes43 @sweetestdesire @emsdevs @puckmedude @joesnumerouno @alex-wotton @r0wdymaize86

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[drakel-fr-fr]

Not to say people should be terrified of all outdoors or anything, but you have to comprehend how often people are just... really dumb about wildlife and things. I've known people that didn't want to tell their small child not to eat random berries because 'it'll discourage them from exploring' or 'it'll put a damper on the day' and like... some of those plants will kill you. If you aren't prepared to have a conversation about safety, you shouldn't be bringing your child somewhere that is unsafe. I've had to stop people from just picking up snakes barehanded. I've had to stop people who already picked up a snake from bringing it into a campground around other people. I've had to talk down someone drunk that believed they could run off a bear. I've had to ask people not to get too close to pose for pictures with an alligator. Alligators are not mindlessly aggressive- BUT they do not want you near them, and they certainly won't let you touch them or put sunglasses on them, please please understand that they are dangerous animals.

I'm not a professional ranger or even a camp counselor or anything. I've just gone camping with people, that I thought were perfectly reasonable people, and discovered that a lot of people have no idea how to act in nature. Camping is a vacation activity, yes, but the forest doesn't care why you're out there. It isn't going to become less dangerous because you want it to. People that don't spend a lot of time out there tend to have an idyllic image in their heads, and an unerring belief that things will just work out, and this is a fantasy. Nature isn't something people need to be terrified of, but it demands respect. Demands it. If you do not respect the forest, it can and will harm you. People that aren't expecting danger rarely see it. But that doesn't mean it's not there.

At work there used to be a sign on a few things that would say like "if this bubbles, run for your life" and "if you hear thumping run for cover" and "bears can and will kill you" and really in general I wish the park service was more willing to say "you are not at home, you are not at disneyland, you can die here and you can die so badly your family will have to bury an empty casket because no one will risk their own life to collect your idiot corpse."

[orimuraa]

ㅤㅤ ༊·˚ Like a fantasy - OT7

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆tropes enhypen would be ⨾

۶ৎ ot7!enhypen x fem!reader ┆fluff┆kisses, headcanons┆ wc 1k

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: hehe..someone get me a man like ni-ki 😔 reblogs and feedback appreciated ^^ comment or send in an ask if you think i should write individual oneshots based off of these scenarios 👀

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 - 이희승

hehe ok..hear me out...but heeseung definitely gives brother's best friend trope

like, imagine your jake's little sister

and heeseung is always at your house bc of jake

and you've developed a small crush on heeseung but who wouldn't

but you're scared that jake will be mad, being the overprotective brother he is

heeseung has also been silently crushing on you, too scared of his best friend though to make a move

so when he comes clean to jake and shockingly gets jake's go ahead to date you (after a bribe with ramyeon), he's rushing out to plan the perfect way to ask you out

idk but hee just seems like the type to be a forehead kisser bc he knows jake does NAWT wanna see him smoochin his little sis

but yeah <3 he loves you so much and is so grateful to have you <3

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 - 박종성

uhh ok soo...i'm feeling maybe co-workers to lovers? don't question it

i see jay as one of your friendly co-workers who is insanely hot and you may or may not have a tiny crush on him

but it's okay bc he likes you too >//<

your desks are next to each other and so you have gotten many opportunities to talk and get to know each other better

he brings you coffee every morning as a sweet gesture

i feel like he would confess about his feelings first, then ask you out on a date

he's so over the moon when you say you've liked him too for a while now

when you guys are working, he'll definitely steal a couple kisses 🤭

the office most definitely ships you guys too

𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒚𝒖𝒏 - 심재윤

childhood besties to lovers.

period.

he's so loser coded too...

like, he's know you since forever and he's also liked you since forever >.<

jake is so whipped for you though lmao

he's definitely the type to chase away all the guys who are interested in you because he's jealous~

jake is always at your house because duhh he's jake and he can be

no but seriously, i think that it would be like you catch feelings for him too, but you're scared of ruining the friendship so you distance yourself a bit

but when he confronts you, he ends up tripping over his words and accidentally spilling that he's liked you for years now

big on kissing cause he's so loser coded <3

jk i love him....but he's just childhood bestie material

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 - 박성훈

so uhh i don't know what this one is called...but basically, sunghoon's super popular and he's like, a jock and all that

but you're kinda quiet, nerdy, and less about being in the spotlight

and so sunghoon is kinda dumb and failing some of his classes, so the teacher assigns you to tutor him

at first, sunghoon thinks he's gonna hate this, but when he sees you, a gorgeous, sweet girl, he decides to make it worth while

he's such a flirt yet you're a pro at ignoring it, making him fall for you even more

eventually, he gets you to fall for his charm and then asks you out <3

he's never been so happy with someone and you really bring out a playful side of him

sunghoon has no shame kissing you whenever and wherever

so you better get used to all the attention now >//<

𝑲𝒊𝒎 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐 - 김선우

sunoo kinda gives strangers to lovers but like, cafe version

so he works at a cafe that you have just discovered and you really love it so you become a regular customer

you've always been too shy to ask the front worker for his number but you can read his little name tag that says his name is 'sunoo'

sunoo knows you as "pretty cafe girl" not having the guts to ask you

eventually, sunoo grows some balls and writes his number on a napkin one day, handing it to you along with your usual order

"hey, i think you're really pretty and i would love to get to know you <3 xxx-xxx-xxxx -sunoo"

AFGHJS he's so smooth

he'll take you out on a couple dates before making things official with you

and let me tell you, he absolutely adores you and you're the best thing that has ever happened to him <3

𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒘𝒐𝒏 - 양정원

screams academic rival to lovers

you and him have always been neck and neck with each other in terms of academics

you've beaten him in certain classes and so has he, fueling your hatred for each other

but one day, you get paired to work together

and at first, you hate it and you hate him

but slowly, you start to realize just how kind and funny he is

jungwon has a similar encounter because after a few study sessions together, he realizes that he really has no other reason to hate you

your smart, sweet, funny, and really pretty, so he thinks, why not just become friends? why continue this rivalry?

when you two start dating, it shocks the whole school because wdym the two rivals are dating now???

occasional teasing about higher scores still happens tho <3

𝑵𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒊 - ���村 力

ni-ki kinda gives like, enemies to lovers ngl...

but not really true enemies, just kinda like, he teases you a lot and you find him annoying

you don't exactly remember when it happened, but one day, ni-ki just stopped teasing you completely, replacing all the teasing with kind actions

this confused you so bad and when you questioned him about it, he just shrugged it off, hiding the blush on his cheeks

turns out, he's actually liked you for a while and when he went to get advice from his hyungs, they told him to stop annoying you and start being kind

this is all revealed to you when you actually become friends with him

you also confess that you've had a small crush on him as well and he's so excited >//<

he will ask you out so quickly bc he's just so happy that you like him back (OH MY GOSH HE'S SO CUTE TT)

but yeah, he still enjoys teasing you very much <3 just not as much

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[theyluvpeach]

six fit under by the weeknd.

toxicex!reader x toxictaken!matt blurb. ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ you just can't let him go.

warnings.ᐟ.ᐟ: dom to subby matt. meanish reader?? she knows it's wrong but she doesn't gaf. fem receiving. fingering. (matt the munch🙂‍↕️)

You shouldn't be here. You have one of the most important exams of your life tomorrow, but you here you are. At Matt's frat. You're steering away from every drink you're offered, every alcoholic game that your friends want you to play because you know what's gonna happen.

One way or another, you're ending up in Matt's room by the end of the night. You hate admitting it yourself, but he's your Achilles' heel. You can't stop yourself from giving into him.

You run one of your hands through your hair, letting out a deep sigh. "You good?" One of your friends asks, seeing the distressed look on your face. "Fine. I'm fine." You say, beginning to walk off towards the kitchen.

One shot won't hurt.

Five won't be that bad.

Ten won't lead to a terrible hangover. You can handle it.

You can't remember how many shots you took. All you know is that frat boy who said he could take more shots than you is probably throwing up.

You're stumbling off to the bathroom when you realize that you left your phone somewhere in the kitchen, you groan. You just need to check how your makeup looks and maybe pee, then you'll be back in there.

You stumble back as someone bumps into you. "The fuc—?" As soon as you look to see who bumped into you, his cologne fills your nostrils.

"Matt." His name files out of your mouth before your brain can catch up with your actions. He looks you up and down, "You look good."

"I know." You say, "Where ya going?"

You raise an eyebrow. You both know that you know exactly where you're going, you know this frat like the back of your hand.

"Bathroom." You begin to walk again just for him to block your way. "Matt." You say sternly, searching his eyes for the reason he's doing this and you're met with lust. Pure lust.

"You should come to my room."

"I need to check my makeup." He rolls his eyes. "You know I have a mirror in my room." You know know that, you remember when you caught him fucking some girl in front of it.

"Need to pee too—" You try to walk off, but he grabs your wrist, "Come to my room."

"Matt." You say sharply. You're trying so hard to resist, trying so hard to get him to back off. "Please?" He says, low and whiney.

You bite your lip. "Will you finally leave me alone after?"

He nods.

"Fine. Move."

You can see him staring at you from the corner of his bed as you push up your lashes and bend down slightly to fix your dress as you fix your twisted bra. "You look good."

"I know." You repeat. "Like....really, really good." He stands behind you in the mirror. You didn't even hear the bed creak when he got up.

You barely have to blink before his lips are on yours. Your eyes flutter shut. God, how you missed the feeling of his lips against yours.

It's embarrassing how much you let him get away with. He picks you up and wraps your legs around his waist as he carries you over to his bed.

When he throws you on his bed, it's like deja vu, the good kind. A moment you wouldn't mind staying in as his chain dangles in your face, and your eye contact becomes sinful.

Until the thought that he has a girlfriend appears in your mind. You swerve his kiss. "I get you all the way to my bed, and you do thi-?"

"You have a girlfriend."

"Oh, c'mon—" He says, staring down at you with disbelief in his eyes. "Knees."

The way his body instantly responds to your command makes you smile. You wonder if his new girlfriend knows he has this side to him.

You sit up slowly, admiring the sight in front of you. She probably doesn't, the first time you tried to be in control Matt freaked the fuck out.

He stares up at you with those puppy eyes. He knows what those do to you. "You're terrible." It comes out way softer than you wanted it to but you can't think with the way he's looking at you.

He smirks. "You let me kiss you." You scoff and cross your arms. "Before I remembered you had a girlfriend."

"Don't you want me to fuck you?" He presses, parting your legs and pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. "Remember that time I fucked you so hard you couldn't go to class in the morning?"

You avoid his gaze. Your panties are soaked, to say the least. "Yeaaah, let's refresh that memory." His hands slip up to the hem of panties, "Couldn't move, had me carrying you 'round all day...Let's go back to that. Let me take care of you, baby."

His words are getting to you. Bad. You won't give in, you won't. You remember how your heart broke into a million pieces when you found out Matt was cheating on you. You won't do that to another girl.

Yet, you still let him slip off your panties. "Fuck, you're dripping, sweetheart. You were craving me, huh?"

You won't give in. You won't give in. Yet you make no moves to push him away as he presses soft kisses from your inner thigh up to your core.

Fuck it.

You pull his head back his hair, causing him to let out a whimper. "You're not fucking me."

"What—?"

You tug on his hair harder, making him whine. "You're eating me out." He eyes you with disobedience, "Do you seriously think you deserve think to feel good after what you did to me? You're lucky I'm even letting you near me."

The venom in your words is wounding, but he still doesn't think you're serious. "Y/n—"

You lean foward and tug his face to you. Making him let out the most pained sound you've ever from him. "One more fucking word Matt. One more word that isn't you saying yes, you're not even gonna get this. I'm gonna storm out of here, find your girlfriend and telling her what a fucking asshole you are." He gulps as you threaten him gravely, but the tent in his jeans gives off another emotion than scared.

"Th...that hurts." He whines. "What's it gonna be, Matt?"

"I'll...I'll eat you out." He mumbles. "Louder."

"I'll eat you out."

You finally let him go from the deathgrip you have on his hair. "Are you gonna be a good boy?" He nods eagerly. "Say it."

"I-I'll be a good boy for you... Mama."

"Good boy." The way his ears turn pink almost makes you feel bad for how mean you just were to him. Almost.

He wets his lips and leans in before licking at your clit, he eyes you. You tilt your head at him, knowing exactly what he wants. "Gotta do more than that if you want praise, baby."

He furrows his brows together. Matt slips his fingers inside you, making a scissor motion. You gasp at the stretch. You haven't been the most sexually active ever since you guys broke up.

"T...tell me I'm doing good, please?" He mutters against you, causing you to moan. You want to, but you'd rather see him needy and wanting.

You bite your lip and refuse to let out any moans as you watch the attention he's paying to your clit increase and feel his fingers reach deeper inside you. "Ma, pleasepleaseplease—" He mutters against you again, placing sloppy kisses down your pussy. "M being a good boy, isn't that what you wanted?"

You let out a loud gasp as he reaches that special inside you, "S-see— m making you feel good? Please?"

You can't take it anymore. Him thrusting into that spot repeatedly with his fingers causes you to fall flat against the bed. "Yeah— you're being a really good boy Matt— being ah— such a good boy for me—" You say, getting interrupted by moans. It only spurs him on more, making him latch onto your clit.

You practically scream. "Matt— matt— ohmy— Your back arches off the bed. "Please." He whines, taking a break from sucking your throbing nub. "Can you feel clenching down on my fingers."

"Wan' me to come for you—?" You choke out. "Please, Mama, been so good for you."

"Fuck—fuuuuck— baby, m coming!" You scream, coming all over his face. You whine as he spreads your legs wider to lap up your release.

You pant heavily as you come down from your high, squirming as you feel Matt still working in between your legs. "M..matt." You say weakly, he ignores you. Pussy drunk.

You pull him by his hair. He pouts, slowly pulling out his fingers. "Just wanna taste you." He says, hair sticking to his face from your release.

You smirk down at him. "Bet you're all hard from that, huh?" He nods slowly. "Tell you what," You sit up, "Make me come again, and I'll think about letting you fuck me."

The way he immediately tries to dive back into you makes you laugh. You have to throw your doggy something.

tags 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚: @inspiredangel @whore4mattsturniolo @domizzzsstuff @sosasturns

[vspin]

Reminds of this classic:

I was fired after disabling my coworker’s caps-lock key, leaving on time to pick up my dog, and more

Ask a Manager

1. I was fired after disabling my coworker’s caps-lock key I just finished my sophomore year of college. For the summer, I got a three-month internship at a company that does work in the field I am getting my degree in and want to work in after I graduate. This was my second job, after the internship somewhere else I had last summer. I was hoping to get some good experience like last summer.I was paired with the same person for two-thirds of the work I was doing. She has lots of skills, but I noticed when she types she uses the caps-lock key each time she needed to make a capital letter instead of using the shift key. She is only five years older than me, and she is very good with technology and computers. I didn’t understand why she would type this way, because even though she does type fast and efficiently, using the caps-lock key would slow her down. I mentioned it to her and even showed her, and she said she had no idea but she would keep on using the caps-lock key.I thought she just needed to see how efficient it was so when I was using her computer I disabled the caps-lock key. She was very upset when she found out that it didn’t work and I explained what I did and why she should give the shift key a chance. She complained to the manager, and even though I was just trying to make things more efficient, the manager sided with her and I was let go a month into my internship. HR sided with her too when I went to them. I’m confused because I was only trying to help and make things more efficient. Did I really do something wrong or did the company overreact? You overstepped. You interfered with her workflow, which you didn’t have any right to do. This isn’t a perfect analogy, but it’s similar to if you decided that her filing system was inefficient and completely reorganized her files without her permission; it’s not yours to do and it would undoubtedly mess up her workflow. You can’t mess with people’s computer, files, etc., even if you’re just trying to help. It’s presumptuous and it’s overstepping. Firing you was an extreme response, but it’s possible they’d had other concerns and this was a final straw kind of thing.

[delusional-dinosaurr]

10 Laps - Aitana Bonmati x Reader

“Don’t even bother Y/N, she’s out of our league. I mean look at her!” Niamh nudges you whilst you are standing drooling over the goddess that is Aitana Bonmati. Her hair blowing gently in the wind, it feels almost like something you’d see in a movie. You’ve definitely watched her more than you should have, but who on earth could resist looking at her? Obviously not you.

“Focus on the competition Y/LN” Millie says also nudging you whilst grinning at your lovestruck look. You sigh and nod, continuing your pre-match team walk of the stadium whilst Barcelona do the same, eventually the two teams combine and conversations amongst the teams start.

“Y/N!” Keira gives you the biggest hug, you’re also finding Ona and Ingrid’s arms around you too.

“Ah I’ve missed you guys! How are you doing in sunny Spain?” You ask, you continue a nice conversation between the three of you. You’re then introduced properly to some of their teammates, one in particular you were obviously more inclined to get to know.

“Aita! C’mere!” Keira hollers over to Aitana to come and meet you, she offers you a gentle smile and gives you a hug in greeting, which you obviously hug her back, even with her being slightly shorter than you.

“Aita this is Y/N, Y/N this is the Ballon D’or winner, World Cup champion –” She is cut off by an elbow to the ribs from Aitana.

“Please, there’s no need to say all that, I’m just normal Aitana” She smiles.

“Pfff, that’s a lie, have you seen yourself? You’re beautiful, talented, the list could go on” You say, causing Aitana to break out in a blush.

“God nevermind I'm splitting this up already” Lucy says joining the conversation with her old teammates, jokingly shoving you away from Aitana.

“Lucy you never said your friend was this charming” Aitana grins at you.

“Yeah there’s a reason for that, now c’mon, we’ve gotta get going now Y/N” Lucy says as she tugs you away.

“What was that for?” You ask Millie joining her side, who sighs in response.

“Luce is quite protective of Aitana from her time in Barcelona, she’s had some rocky relationships and knows what you can be like” She says.

“Mills, you know I’m not like that, I’ve just had some rather unlucky relationships too” You groan back to her. She hugs you as the teams continue to split apart to carry on the walk around the pitch at Stamford Bridge.

━━━━━

The day is here, your big match. You’re already ahead in the first leg so you know you’ve just gotta keep that same energy going.

“You okay?” Guro nudges you, you’re sitting, bouncing your knee in the locker room whilst all your teammates are chatting or dancing about after your warm ups.

“Nervous” You say quietly to her. “I know I’m not normally a nervy person but today just, I have that weird feeling y'know?”. Guro gives you a hug and reassures you for a few minutes before you head out.

You start lining up and look over to the Barca team who are also making their way out to line up with you. You look at their line and see Aitana, also looking nervous beside you.

“I would try to say things to help you win and reassure you, but you’re dangerous to us” You say in spanish whilst nudging her, a quiet laugh coming from the spaniard.

“I appreciate the sentiment. But also good luck marking me” Aitana smiles up at you also speaking in Spanish, causing you to chuckle.

“No luck needed Bonmati” You wink back at her, making her laugh.

━━━━━

Safe to say luck was needed. You lost 2-0 after a long fought battle with marking Aitana, who proved difficult to mark. In the last few minutes the exhaustion really hit when you were struck with a strong tackle from Fridolina Rolfo, meaning you were helped off the pitch by some teammates for your substitution. The Spanish side celebrated their win, you and your teammates collapsed in sadness and exhaustion. You hobbled over, kneeling down on the grass attempting to console your sad teammates. You feel a gentle pat on your back, causing you to lift your head up and look at who it was, Alexia Putellas herself.

“Keep your head up, you were fantastic. I’d kill to have you play for us one day” She says to you in spanish and smiles at you whilst crouching down with her arm around you.

“It’d be a dream to represent Barca at some point in my life, I’ll take you up on that one day” You smile, knowing your contract ends soon and you’ve been gunning for going abroad at some point whilst you’re still young and with your dad being spanish, meant you’ve had to learn two languages growing up to appease both parents.

“Contract expires soon, no?” Alexia winks, causing you to chuckle and hug her back, she lifts you up so that you’re not sat in the mud. “Go thank your fans, they need you” She smiles sadly at you, you nod in response and hobble along to join the rest of the team doing the rounds.

“You and Alexia aye?” Erin nudges you gently, so that she doesn’t knock you over in your temporary crutches and boot.

“Not my type, but she did mention wanting to steal me for Barcelona one day” You joke, Erin's eyes widened at the statement, causing her to latch onto your arm.

“Absolutely not! You’re blue through and through Y/N!” She says frowning slightly, her accent somehow seeming even thicker with the added frustration.

“Erin, don’t be so hard on her. Y/N we will support you no matter what happens this year okay?” Guro says knowingly from the other side of you. She holds her hand out for you to hold onto her instead of using the crutches.

“Thanks Guro, I didn’t know how to break it to you all but, Chelsea hasn’t offered me a contract extension, they’re looking for newer talent apparently” You give a sad smile with them both visibly looking upset.

━━━━━

A few weeks later you played your final match for Chelsea, getting a proper send off from your childhood club and the best teammates. After a few days of back and forth with negotiating contracts with other teams, your eyes widen at an offer from the club you’ve dreamt about playing for, Barcelona.

You arrive at Camp Nou to do your pre-season and signing photoshoot ready for the announcement. You haven’t told your Chelsea mates that you in fact did end up signing for the team as you’ve been so busy with England friendlies whilst others were playing in the Olympics.

“Y/N Y/LN, about time” Alexia greets you whilst you’re having your photos taken in your new kit and number.

“Who did you kill to get me here then?” You banter back and forth for a few minutes whilst you’re still having your photos sorted.

“Come, let me show you the team, in nicer circumstances than the last?” She smiles gently. The girls are all at training at the other pitch which Alexia takes you off to, also kitted up ready alongside you.

“Girls, there’s someone you need to meet!” She yells from the sideline as the team is warming up.

“NO FUCKING WAY” Keira runs over to you and lifts you up, your national teammate always being this affectionate with you.

“Sorry I didn’t tell you Ke, it was all up in the air until, well I was in the air” You smile.

“Best surprise ever” Mapi comes over to hug you as well.

“Sorry again for that tackle” Frido gives you a big squeeze.

“Ah I’m just glad I’m on your side now” You joke, elbowing her.

“God you look good in a Barca shirt” Ona comes over and says, turning you around to see your name and number on the back whilst whistling appreciatively.

“Not already hitting on me when your girlfriend isn’t around” You jokingly roll your eyes at Ona.

“Ah we all know who you’d want to flirt with you mate” Keira winks.

“Y/N hi!” Aitana greets you with a big hug, Keira giving you a knowing look from behind Aitana as you blush at the interaction, causing Keira to roll her eyes at you with a smirk. You get called in by the coach to start training with the girls, luckily with Spanish being your second language you’ve managed to gel quickly into the session.

“Want some friendly competition Y/N?” Aitana nudges you. “I bet my team wins in our scrimmage”.

“Yeah? And what do I get if I win?” You smile.

“Mmm anything you want” She smiles “But if I win, I want to go on a date with you, even if it’s just a coffee before training”.

“Deal” You shake her hand, being split onto opposite teams and starting the friendly match between Aitana’s team and Frido’s team (you being on Frido’s). You’re already marking Aitana, working as hard as you can to defend your side's goal, knowing fully what Aitana is capable of.

“You’re not making this easy for me are you?” Aitana chuckles as you help her up from the grass after being tackled by you.

“Nuh uh, I’m serious about winning bets Bonmati” You wink as you run back to your position. After another 10 minutes you accidentally got too into your friendly bet that you tug Aitana by the training bib, causing her to go tumbling into you, knocking both of you onto the ground, luckily you softened her fall with your body.

“Caught you” You laugh at her shocked expression.

“Wouldn’t have fallen if you didn’t pull me so hard!” She says lifting herself up from you, instantly causing your face to become flushed.

The match ends 3-2 to your side, managing to get two assists for your team.

“I told you I was serious” You smirk going over to get water with her.

“It’s like you didn’t want to go on that date” She looks a bit deflated.

“Nah, because for my win, I’d like for you to take me out on a date, a tour of Barcelona on a day off” You smile nervously.

“Oh…OH! Yes! I mean, yeah sounds good I can do that” She tries to play it off cool and fails massively.

━━━━━ A few days later you find yourself on a tour with Aitana as your guide, you’ve already done most of the tourist attractions and historical parts but after a few hours she drags you to the top of the Montjuic mountain area by taking you up the cable cars. You both stand there admiring the view.

“It never gets old” She smiles over at the view, you take a photo of her admiring the view to which she doesn’t notice you taking the photo in the first place.

“Thank you by the way” You smile at her.

“Eh?” Aitana tilts her head at you.

“Thank you for giving me the tour of Barcelona, it’s been really nice to spend time with you…and not the rest of our teammates” You blush trying to not be awkward with your answer. Aitana grins at you and squeezes you into a hug.

“We should do this more often, yes?” Aitana says enthusiastically, you nod back at her and hug her even tighter.

Once your hug breaks apart you move closer to the wall and peer over at the vast landscape of the city, spotting the landmarks you’d toured earlier in the day, with Aitana pointing them out for you.

“So I was thinking we could always-” You cut her off with a kiss, hoping you had read the situation correctly. Luckily for you, you felt her soft lips moving in sync with yours, giving you the butterflies in an instant.

“-Go back to mine for food? And we can do more of that” She continues, looking quite flustered.

“I’d love that” You smile, feeling much more shy than before.

━━━━━ Around 3 months later you were out for a night out at a club with the Barca girls as a celebration of a win against Madrid CFF. You and Aitana have been dating since the day of your first kiss but you’ve chosen to keep it fairly quiet so you can start with privacy and keep away from prying eyes, but you haven’t necessarily been hiding it, still some obvious signs. Your teammates still think you’re just pining after Aitana after all of this time and still to this day, are trying their best to put you two together for training, or even media duties.

“You look beautiful by the way” You kiss Aitana on the cheek as she turns up to the group outing, a greeting that is normal amongst the Spaniards, with them being so affectionate with each other. Aitana quietly thanks you, smiling away at the compliment even after 3 months you’re still making her blush. After a few hours, and a few drinks, the majority of the squad are either on the dancefloor or sat in the reserved seating area you have. Aitana comes along and sits on your lap, and leans her head on your shoulder.

“Tired, my love?” You ask her.

“Mm, I’d much rather be at home right now, you, me and the bed sound great for many reasons” Aitana says just loud enough for you to hear.

“Fuck Aitana, why would you say that!” You groan, wiping your hand over your face in an attempt to clear the dirty thoughts of your girlfriend out of your mind, which you obviously fail at every time.

“Maybe I want you to take me home?” She smirks cheekily.

“Love, someone will catch on” You say seriously.

“Who cares, if it was up to me, I’d kiss you right now” She says confidently for once.

“Then do it” You challenge her, as soon as she hears those words your lips are connected, hands tangled in each other's hair and gripping the others clothes.

“Bathroom?” Aitana nods over to the bathroom which you both run off to, knowing that the team have definitely just seen what happened. You arrive in the bathroom and continue from where you left off minus a few items of clothing, until you’re interrupted by yelling.

“I KNOW WHAT YOU TWO ARE DOING, OUT!” Ona yells, banging on the outside of the bathroom cubicle door. You and Aitana both rush to put your discarded clothing back on and give her a quick peck before a lecture from Ona and most likely Alexia.

“I’m taking you home, now. And you, we will be talking about this” Ona frowns pointing at you, dragging Aitana away from you and outside of the club. Ingrid comes over and takes you away from the doorway whilst you’re protesting.

“Explain what the fuck just happened?” You say to Ingrid.

“Ona saw you two kissing out of nowhere and you both going off to the bathroom to do what she thought you would be doing, and she didn’t like it” Ingrid sighs with a sad smile.

“What did she think I was just gonna take advantage of Aitana?” You sigh.

“She’s protective of her best friend, you know that. She likes to keep an eye on Aitana for herself and Lucy and make sure she’s okay” Alexia chimes in, overhearing your conversation in the quiet corridor.

“Well clearly she’s not that observant” You laugh to yourself, the two girls look at you quizzically.

“We’ve been dating since that time I got her to take me on a tour of Barcelona?” You say to them, hoping they understand what you mean now. You can see the switch of them realising all of the signs they ignored over the last few months.

“Hold on, so it wasn’t some one night stand? The marks you had all over you the other week at training was from little innocent Aitana?” Alexia says shocked but seemingly impressed.

“Oh god, she’s far from innocent” You chuckle, thinking back to that night before training before receiving an elbow to the ribs from Mapi, who managed to sneak into the conversation behind you, without you realising. “I mean, no, we are saving it for marriage?” You joke.

“Someone needs to talk to Ona, our little Aitana has grown up” Mapi says whilst pretending to wipe a tear from her eye, Ingrid is already getting her phone out to call Ona to meet up and discuss the situation. After a while she finishes on the phone and says it’ll be best for you to all continue the conversation tomorrow before training, so you all call it a night after all of the drama.

━━━━━

The next day at training, luckily no one drank heavily so you’re all relatively in a good mood and good spirits for the training session you’re about to have. That is at least until Ona arrives with Aitana.

“Aita” You mumble quietly as she walks over to hug you tightly.

“Y/N, a word, alone?” Ona says sternly, nodding over to the side, you nod and follow her for privacy, your girlfriend giving you a look of concern as you walk away from her.

“Right, Aitana refused to talk about it, so go on Y/LN” Ona folds her arms.

“Aitana is my girlfriend and has been for a few months now” You bite back.

“Why didn’t you talk to me about it?” She asks.

“Because one, we wanted some privacy, and two, because I knew you’d act like this” You say, shaking your head at her.

“Like what?” She says angrily.

“Like someone who thinks I’m a fucking monster that’s going to break her heart? Ona, you’ve known me for years, come on now” You say “I know she’s your best friend but really?”. Ona’s head drops in realisation.

“Firstly…I’m sorry that I made you feel that way. Aitana was a mess after her last break up and I supported her the whole way, I couldn’t even imagine the thought of seeing her like that again. You’ve had your moments over the years but it was definitely wrong of me to assume the worst, I’m sorry” She sighs, realising you’re right.

“Thank you Ona, I really do care about her. Like a lot” You smile, leaning into the open arms of the girl.

“I know, come on, let's go see her then” She nods over at a worried looking Aitana, after hearing your raised voices.

“Hola bebita” She kisses your cheek and links her arm in yours.

“Ground rules, no pulling stunts like last night again” Ona says sternly to the both of you.

“What the sneaking off or the fact we were going to..well you know” You say embarrassed.

“Both” She smirks.

“Well unfortunately we regularly break one of those rules” Aitana winks at you, watching Ona work out which she meant.

“BONMATI NO” Ona yells after the shorter girl who has run off. Alexia comes over giggling at the sight of the two running around.

“What caused that?” Alexia chuckles.

“Oh Aita told Ona that we have sex regularly” You laugh, Alexia going wide eyed.

“Wait, you’ve had sex? Y/N ABSOLUTELY NOT!” She says now chasing after you. “You’re too young!”.

“ALE WE ARE BOTH 25 WHAT DO YOU MEAAAAAN” You yell laughing, trying to avoid the captain. Mapi stops you in your path.

“What is going on?” Frido asks from the side of Mapi.

“Y/N and Aitana are girlfriends AND they’ve had sex” Alexia says shocked with you rolling your eyes, Frido gasps.

“You’re too young for that!” Frido smacks your shoulder.

“We are both 25!” You frown laughing at the girl.

“You know what she means, we are all protective of our two babies, and now they’re….” Alexia shudders.

“Oh come on” You groan, Ona bringing Aitana over by her collar and many protests from Aitana.

“Come here often, chica?” You wink and flirt with Aitana who laughs.

“Actually quite a lot today it seems” She jokes.

“I think we’ve broken them all” You say looking around at your friends who are still confused by the relationship.

“Si, but not me. I had a feeling you two were up to something these last few weeks” Mapi grins.

“Wait what?” Ingrid says confused.

“Oh come on, no one noticed that at the last few parties they’d somehow manage to sneak off? Always together for everything? They have sleepovers?” Mapi says, shocked that no one else caught on. Everyone seems to hum in agreement and realisation. You grin at the group of girls around you whilst holding Aitana’s hand.

“What do you think they do at those sleepovers!” Ingrid says, groaning.

“WE ARE ADULTS WHO HAVE NEEDS” Aitana raises her voice.

“Exactly, and lucky for Aita I’m very good at fulfilling her needs” You tease, watching the older women of the group glare at you and Aitana grin.

“Right that’s enough” Alexia launches in your direction, grabbing the scruff of your shirt.

“Alexia please no!” You whine.

“10 laps, both of you” She says as you both groan. “And after training, you’re coming over to my apartment so we can go over some ground rules, and I want to get to know Y/N more as she is dating my Aitana” Alexia says.

After getting through the gruelling 10 laps underneath the Barcelona sun, you did keep your word and went over to Alexia’s apartment that same evening, to your surprise, it was a pleasant evening in which you gained her trust, and her blessing with ‘her Aitana’.

[keeryhours]

kiss me - steve harrington

Steve Harrington x female reader

Summary:

Steve has a crush on you, but he’s too scared to make a move.

1k celebration prompt: “So…are you just going to keep staring or are you going to kiss me?”

Warnings:

None, just kissing

Word Count: 1k

A/N:

Thank you @the-witty-pen-name for your request and for celebrating with me! Join in my celebration here 🍾

Steve Harrington was not scared to ask girls out. He had spent years being King Steve, after all. Every girl at school wanted him - that was until he dated Nancy and lost his spot at the top of the popularity chain. But he still had moves, right? He asked out girls and went on dates all the time.

That was before you. Before you came walking into Family Video, looking for a job. Before Keith hired you on the spot, because he always liked hiring the pretty girls. And god, were you pretty.

Beautiful, in fact. The most beautiful Steve had ever seen. He no longer noticed the girls who came into the store, because you were right there. Robin noticed immediately and started teasing him about it all the time.

“Too scared to ask her out, little Stevie?” She’d tease, Steve rolling his eyes and throwing the candy he was eating at her.

But the truth was, he was too scared. He didn’t think he could take it if he asked you out and you said no. For one, he’d have to work with you still and see you everyday after the most embarrassing denial of his life. And second, he cared too much about you. Most of the time he’d ask a girl out and if she said no it might bruise his ego a little, but with you? It would be earth shattering.

So he just looked. From afar. And admired. There was a lot to admire, he thought. The way your clothes hugged your curves, showing off your body. The view of your ass when you bent over to shelve some tapes or help a customer find what they wanted. The way your hair was always perfect, he so badly wanted to brush it off your shoulder and kiss your neck. How soft your lips looked, how perfect he knew they would feel pressed against his own. He needed a taste.

He had never been scheduled to work alone with you, always accompanied by Robin or Keith. But when Robin got hit with the flu and called out, it left only the two of you.

Steve said your name in shock when you walked in right on time on your own, and you looked at him like he’d grown another head. “Yeah?”

“What- what are you doing here?”

You stared at him. “I…work here?”

Steve shook his head, willing himself to get his thoughts together. “No, yeah. I mean, like, it’s just us today?”

“Yeah, you didn’t hear?” You asked, pulling your vest on over your striped shirt and walking to the back room to leave your bag. “Robin’s sick. Just us today.”

Steve wasn’t sure if he should be celebrating or running far away. Instead he watched your ass as you walked into the back room, quickly averting his gaze when you came back out.

It was a quiet evening at Family Video. Not many customers came in, and it left you and Steve in awkward silence or stilted conversation. It seemed like no matter how hard he tried, Steve couldn’t get a coherent thought out when it came to you.

“What’s your favorite movie?” He asked.

You thought for a minute, and Steve thought you looked so cute when you were contemplating. “Maybe The Rocky Horror Picture Show.”

“Really?” He asked. He wouldn’t have guessed that. “I’ve never seen it.”

“Oh, you have to,” you said. “It’s so unbelievably good. Good songs, too. What about you?”

“What about me?”

“What’s your favorite movie?” You reminded him with a laugh.

“Oh,” Steve thought. “Um, Animal House.”

“Animal House?” You laughed.

“Yeah! It’s a good movie!”

You shook your head, grinning. “I’ll take your word for it.”

The day went on, Steve unable to take his eyes off of you. He was distracted dealing with customers, shelving movies in the wrong place. “Uh, dingus,” he could practically hear Robin’s voice in his head, “just talk to her.”

He thought he would, and he tried to work up the courage all day, but before he knew it the day was over and it was closing time. He cursed himself for ruining his chance as the two of you straightened up and wiped down the counters. When you were done, you both headed into the back room to grab your stuff.

God, you looked so good. So pretty. He loved those jeans you were wearing, your striped top showing off your boobs in a way he definitely appreciated. He was practically drooling as he grabbed his car keys and slid his vest off. When you turned and looked him in the eye, it startled him- he’d been caught.

“So…” you said, a slight grin on your pretty lips. “Are you just going to keep staring or are you going to kiss me?”

Steve blinked in surprise. Had you really just said that, or had he finally lost it? ��Huh?” He asked, like an idiot.

You looked at him. “Steve, you’ve been staring at me all day. Since I got hired, actually.”

A blush rose to his cheeks. “I…”

“It’s okay…” You said quietly, taking a step closer to him. “I like you, too. So are you gonna kiss me or not?”

Steve wasn’t about to let this chance go to waste, dream or not. He closed the distance between you and placed his hands on either side of your face, pulling you into a kiss. Your lips felt just as soft as he imagined. He had never kissed someone who’s lips felt as perfect against his, he swore he could see the metaphorical fireworks.

He moved his hands down to grasp at your waist as your arms slid around his neck. He lifted you and sat you on the table, standing between your thighs and kissing you deeply, tongue tracing along your bottom lip. You easily let him in, your tongues moving together in a way that gave Steve butterflies.

His hands gripped your hips, caressing your body with his large hands as he kissed you. He pulled you closer to him, as close as you could get. God, this was even better than his dreams.

When he pulled back he rested his forehead against yours. You both breathed heavily, big smiles on your faces as you looked into each other’s eyes.

“Go out with me sometime?” He asked, squeezing your hips, his forehead nuzzling against yours.

“Duh,” you laughed. “At least you finally asked.”

[crimsoncandy04]

I woke up feeling ✨frisky✨ today.

So anyways here's how I think it would go down in the scenario where you're dating The Wanderer but he's unfortunately NOT very touchy and rather distant at times.

Yet you can't help but feel so horny for him despite your desire to not push his boundaries. And he eventually figures this out.

💙🤍💙🤍💙🤍💙🤍💙🤍💙🤍💙🤍

Wanderer was a good boyfriend. He really was.

He took you on little dates often. Sometimes to a cafe where he'd often make little remarks about your sweet tooth but would let you order an entire table of desserts if that's what you wanted (he never ate anything himself but would often just get coffee or tea or even strong liquor while he watched you eat), other times you two would go on walks or have little nights in together with lots of playful banter and hobby indulging.

He really seemed to come alive while you were alone with him. But in public Wanderer would practically become your shadow. Always behind you but never saying a thing unless asked. At first you thought he was just shy but after a while it became apparent in his lack of anything much besides hand holding and quick hugs that he really just wasn't all that tender of a man.

He didn't care about making friends or even appearing friendly.

He just liked you.

And you had come to the belief in your mind that if you didn't exist, he probably would let himself become an urban legend in Sumeru.

You could just hear the stories too.

Like "they say if you're outside alone for too long past twilight, and the streets are empty, you'll see a mysterious man wearing a big hat watching you from the shadows." They'd probably call him the hat man or something.

And while this definitely wouldn't bother others much, Wanderer's borderline lack of desire would often be torture for you.

You were always such a cuddly woman. You liked hugs and kisses and just getting to snuggle those you loved to near death.

And even though he would never stop you, sometimes you could almost intuitively feel your boyfriend mentally forcing himself to get comfortable with you suddenly wrapping your arms around him or kissing his neck from behind as you tried to climb onto his back.

Because obviously he loved you.

But he just couldn't ever really match your enthusiasm for certain intimate acts.

Wanderer was a solitary man.

Just being in a relationship probably felt strange for him.

And so you decided to back off after a while. You didn't want him to feel uncomfortable with you and since he usually went above and beyond to act as a protector and almost a complete provider for you (at least these days after you moved in together), you decided to be fair and at least let him have his personal space outside of your bedroom.

You still got your snuggles at night, so you could cope.

That's what you told yourself.

However after a few months you began to feel oddly drained and unmotivated. You were always tired.

You didn't really feel like going out much anymore and would just stay in bed for most of the day.

Wanderer immediately noticed this shift in demeanor (probably before you even did) and often asked you directly if you were ill or if he was making you unhappy. You would always assure him it wasn't anything he did and that you weren't sure why this was happening to you (you really weren't) and finally one day while out with other friends, you're given a solution to your growing depression.

Your friend remarked that it sounded like you just needed to spend some time with yourself. And by this she meant that you should masturbate.

You felt a little embarrassed by the topic at first. You hadn't really explored that area of yourself since you were younger and puberty hormones made you curious like any other normal boy or girl.

Yet your friend swore on it and said that you would feel a thousand times better afterwards. You even went with her to a small shop hidden away in Port Ormos to buy a toy for yourself that she claimed would change your life.

After that it was just about getting to know yourself and well... getting off.

The first part wasn't that hard.

You waited until Wanderer left the house for a bit to do whatever it was he did during his long periods of being gone, and then found a relaxing position for yourself on the bed and got to work.

The toy you had gotten was just a dildo at first glance but according to your friend, some researchers had gone above and beyond for the girlies of Teyvat and incorporated bits of electro crystals into the final design in a safe and rather enjoyable manner.

In other words this thing would vibrate.

You held the newly purchased pink vibrator toy in your hand and stared at it for a bit before finally using your own saliva to lubricate the tip and sliding it into your slit carefully. Once inside you pressed a button at the base and suddenly you felt like every nerve in your body was brought to life. You cried out as the toy almost instantly brought you to orgasm. Your first orgasm technically.

It took some actual effort to move your hand after that and pump the thing in and out of your now aching cunt.

It felt absolutely... perfect.

You would do this for an hour or so and only by the time dusk arrived and you grew nervous about Wanderer accidentally finding out what you were doing, would you quickly put your toy away and clean up. You hurriedly stripped the bed, tossing the sheets into the basket reserved for dirty linen in the bathroom and then climbing into the bath yourself.

You would have just finished showering and would be attempting to put new sheets on the bed by the time Wanderer came back.

And of course he was immediately suspicious of your good mood.

He wasn't upset though. He always did secretly find your smile to be very cute looking. But something about it just seemed... different today.

He waited until you went into the kitchen for something to eat and then began to analyze the place. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. But you were displaying guilty body language.

And worst of all you STILL weren't trying to hug him.

Wanderer had never wanted to admit it but he had found your desire to always touch him rather sweet. And then one day you had just... stopped.

You grew depressed.

You didn't want to touch him at all practically.

Had he done something wrong?

Wanderer knew he wasn't the affectionate or romantic type really. But he knew that it was his duty in a relationship with a woman to care for her and make sure she's safe and that her needs are met.

He thought he had done a pretty good job at that at least.

And then suddenly you had seemed like you found his very presence... repulsive.

And to make matters worse now, he had discovered that for some reason, you had changed the bedding and took a shower at a strange hour.

It seemed to click in his head then.

You had cheated on him hadn't you?

Wanderer couldn't even look at you after that. He had remembered what Nahida said once about learning an entire situation before reacting and her words alone were what kept him from turning you into a missing persons case that night.

How DARE you throw away your relationship with him, how dare you just step on his love for you and seek out another?

What had he done to deserve such an unfaithful and manipulative woman in his life?

You had tried to hug him to sleep again that night but Wanderer just turned over and ignored you.

He could practically feel your heartbreak at his silent rejection but you said nothing. You just went to sleep as you normally did while Wanderer merely stared at a wall all night.

Forming a plan on how he would catch you in the act of cheating tomorrow and then no one would blame him for exacting vengeance in the situation. Because he would let it be known that it had been you who took his care for you for granted.

However the day would actually play out VERY differently than what Wanderer imagined.

That afternoon he returned to the house you two shared and effortlessly got inside without making a single noise or leaving any evidence whatsoever of his entry. He was in his element a little here as he hid just outside of the bedroom door and waited for the right moment to catch you and whoever you were with, Wanderer could practically make himself invisible if he wanted and he could probably make even the most elite fatui spy weep as he made them look new.

So you not hearing him quickly slip into the bedroom as you made love to yourself was definitely expected.

But what he actually saw you doing was what shocked him.

There you were on the bed you two shared, on your back with your legs spread wide as a phallic shaped toy brought you to orgasm right before Wanderer's eyes.

It took him a few seconds to actually believe what he was witnessing. And yet he couldn't bring himself to look away.

You made the most interesting expressions. Your body would tense and shiver in ways that bordered on downright enticing. Your voice sounded so uncharacteristically feminine and soft as you would moan and squeal as you thrusted the toy in and out of your pussy.

Wanderer didn't know what to say or how to move at that point.

However several things finally became clear to him, apparently you were pent up. and this was what had made you eventually become withdrawn and depressed.

How you got the idea to do this was beyond him.

He knew he shouldn't be watching you do this. He hadn't been invited and if anything he was the reason you were doing this at all.

He had left you unsatisfied. He had fallen short of making you completely happy with him as a boyfriend.

And this gnawed at his mind more than he cared to admit.

Why didn't you even BOTHER to ask him to help you?

Did he make you feel like he would react poorly?

Did you just...not find him... attractive?

Wanderer suddenly felt a familiar sense of failure deep in his soul.

He hated it.

But damnit, he couldn't stand the idea of you wanting something and getting it some other way besides him.

He could make you scream like that too if you had just asked nicely.

Or maybe begged a little.

A small smirk forms on Wanderer's face as he suddenly feels himself actually getting aroused at the idea.

That's when he makes a decision, fuck it.

You were so desperate to be touched that you were shoving a piece of silicone into yourself. It was pitiful.

He would show you so much better.

After all, wasn't this something a good boyfriend did anyway?

You nearly faint as you see Wanderer suddenly appear beside the bed.

He made no sound whatsoever.

"Wanderer? Oh my god!" You immediately try to sit up but Wanderer stops you by suddenly leaning down and smashing his lips against yours.

You let a small surprised gasp as you feel your tongues intertwine and his hand pull on the toy still buried inside of you. He pulls it almost completely out before suddenly shoving it back in as far as it can go.

You squeal with delight and Wanderer quickly swallows your soft moans and whimpers as he continues to kiss you while now pumping your vibrator in and out of your pussy. His fingers find the button as well, your legs shake as Wanderer fucks you with the toy.

He finally gives you a chance to catch your breath as he increases the speed of the vibrator too.

"oh Wanderer! Yes please right there..!" You mewl.

He grins mischievously

"feeling good? Heh, you look so cute like this I hope you know. I might just want to keep you like this from now on ~" he purred.

He moves to get in front of you and lifts one of your knees over his shoulder as he continues to get you off. The way he twists and pumps the vibrator makes your breath hitch and your body tremble. However at some point he tries angling it and now you feel yourself starting to come undone.

"please there! Ah! More~ more please ~ Wanderer ~"

You feel your lower body tightening up as he continues to stir up your insides. You wanted to adjust yourself a little but you couldn't. He held onto you in a way that forced you to keep your legs wide open for him and even as tears form in your eyes and you feel your toes curling and uncurling as a powerful orgasm rakes through you, Wanderer still just watches you with such intense eyes as if your every sound and movement was being noted in his mind.

He doesn't let go of you after but slowly he does pull the vibrator out of your still aching cunt. You watch with wide eyes as he brings the toy to his lips and begins to lick your juices from it. He meets your gaze as he speaks in a low and seductive tone.

"you taste so nice Y/N. I've never had anything like it before ~ mind if I sample a little more?~" he asks as he suddenly discards the vibrator to the side and before you can even process what he's asking, grabs your other leg and pulls it over his other shoulder.

You gasp and feel yourself at a loss for words as Wanderer suddenly buries his face against your pussy and begins to fuck you with his tongue almost roughly. You whine and moan as he practically lifts you off the mattress and becomes a man with one goal in mind.

Your fingers dig into the bedding when he finally gives some attention to your clit. His tongue encircled the tiny bud and teasing it lovingly as he kept you firmly against him no matter how much you cried out and tried to wiggle your hips for some relief. Wanderer realized this was a sensitive spot and kept stimulating it and because of this you felt your body go slack finally. Accepting the pleasure assault on your delicate nub.

"Wanderer your tongue ~ feels so good ~" you moan softly as you feel your body reaching another climax quickly.

You feel him give your clit a small yet rather rough suck then. Causing a small cry to escape your lips as you feel your pussy clench. You couldn't handle this for much longer...it feels so good...

Wanderer keeps going.

You squeeze your thighs around his head as he keeps his hands on your knees and locks you in place. He keeps his pace until eventually you feel your insides flutter with the relief of climax once again. Eagerly he shoves his tongue in your hole and begins to lap up your release. You still can't move and he won't let you go. He practically cleans you with his tongue before making eye contact with you again and giving you a rather hungry look.

You barely have time to open your mouth before he's trying to make you cum again.

Why did you ever doubt that he'd be interested in pleasing you like this?

He'd make you regret ever believing that.

[mysoulspiralbound]

This is great because it's only embarrassingly too much popcorn to Danny. To everyone else, they just summoned an eldritch god in the middle of a fight and he showed up with popcorn. Just floating in the middle of the room, surveying the chaos but saying nothing. And then he throws a handful into his mouth and the cultists are like "should we resume the fight? If this is a show to him we should make this a good one, right?" Meanwhile the JL is kind of half panicked half reassured by the fact that this ghost/demon/god/thing is at the very least only watching, not interfering. Probably still bad that human suffering comes with popcorn, but it's still possible he'll be satisfied when the fight is done?

So the cultists kind of awkwardly resume swinging and the heroes obviously go back to stopping them. Danny can't really leave so... I guess he's just finishing the popcorn until these guys decide who gets to talk to him. Kind of rude to summon him before they're ready and all that, but he's just a little too tired to care and it is kind of cool to be watching a bunch of superheroes and aliens in person. It's probably better than the movie would have been even if he's still mad at the timing.

Danny absolutely is playing favorite though, so when someone jumps at GL from behind he calls out a warning, and when someone manages to land a hit on he thinks it might he Robin? he throws a handful of popcorn at the guy and yells at them to pick on someone their own size.

Good news, Ghost King who brought popcorn to their fight seems to be supporting the heroes. Bad news, the cult isn't really happy about this, and are now trying to win him over with promises of gold, riches, offerings, etc. Good news! Danny does not want offerings. Bad news, he's figured out the cultists are the ones who made the circle, so he's trapped till they strike a deal or the spell wears off.

Eventually the fight's over and the bad guys are all tied up and now the JL is trying to do diplomacy well enough to get this guy to leave peacefully. Danny explains he can only talk to the guy who led the spell, gesturing to someone in the pile of defeated bad guys, but he won't cause any problems if they just break the circle so he can get back home pretty please. They're hesitant because ya know, safety reasons, and ask some questions like, "who are you?" and "what are your thoughts on gladiatorial combat?" and "can we trust you to not start killing people?"

Danny answers honestly, though not detailed, with a type of ghost, ew no, and uhh yeah? which doesn't really help the league. When he realizes they thought the popcorn thing was like, flippant and a godly show of power, he quietly admits he was actually kind of going to see a movie with his living friends. He even made space in his stupid kingly calendar so he'd really like to at least see (he checks his phantom form "ghost powers proof phone) the last five minutes maybe?

At the mention of living friends and a popular current movie title (idk something about half the league has heard about) they realize that King or no, this is still a kid. None of them want to think about how old he must have been when he died. He looks young. Clark rummages through his pockets and finds enough cash for new tickets, more than just one. Clark offers it to the kid, assuming he might not have human money on hand. Danny laughs because Sam actually covered all three of them, and he has to explain that ghost or no if he wants a reserved seat, he needs to actually pay for it. And sure he can occupy someone else's seat but it's super uncomfortable and gross to overlap someone like that. Danny still has half a tub of popcorn though (it was absolutely too much) so he offers to trade it.

Danny offers mostly because the speedsters have been eyeing it, but seeing a maybe 12 year old? try to buy his freedom with a half finished bucket of popcorn kind of breaks down any resolve they have to keep him trapped, even for their own safety. They ask a few more questions, but the kid clearly doesn't want to hurt anyone, and while he describes the fight as "cool as fuck, i mean heck, Mr. Superman" he also freaks out at the implication he might make more ghosts on purpose for the sake of increasing his kingdom.

"Why would I want to do that? I have enough people to be responsible for and even if I didn't, everyone's gotta cross over at some point. Death sucks, I should know, I died. The powers of cool but hot dogs trying to eat you back and ghost hunters trying to kill you is so not worth it. Plus it hurt a fu- heck-ton."

So good news again is that this kid is clearly not a threat, and finally someone's scratched the circle out for him. And he got paid! Not the worst summons he's ever been to, only really loses points for timing. On the other hand the JL just realized the King of Ghosts apparently has a ghost hunter problem, and to make matters worse, he's corrected his own swearing like twice and is meeting up with friends at the movies. This is clearly still a kid mentally, not just physically, no matter how long he's been dead. Hooray for new case files.

So Danny got summoned by a cult the JL failed to stop. Problem, he's a little too hungry to care

I had 2 ideas for this so you can choose which one you want.

Danny had forgotten to eat for like 24 hours when doing ghost king shit, so when he finally got some food and felt himself being pulled into a summoning he decided that whoever it was could deal with him eating, so he grabbed his plate and kept eating. To say the cult and JL were expecting to see a massive eldritch king of ghosts and space sitting cross-legged like a teenager and eating (insert the most random food you wouldn't expect a regal king to eat) would be a lie.

Danny, with food in his mouth: You're the ones who summoned me while I was in the middle of eating, so you get to deal with it.

OR

Danny had forgotten he needed food, again, but just as he was about to sit down to start eating he suddenly got summoned by some random cult. So now he's standing in the middle of a summoning circle that's surrounded by cultists and heroes, but he doesn't care, he's now just disappointed in the world and a little sad.

Danny, looking an ancient god and king of space and terror, in the most pathetic and sad voice: My dino nuggies D:

[chaoticwriting]

YOU ARE MARRIED 4!!??

Part 3

Clockwork: Welcome back, my boy. How does the mission go?

Danny: I'm going to assume you ask that purely out of courtesy but it is going fine. I capture Vlad and only experience some minor inconveniences.

Clockwork: Hmmm, minor inconveniences for now it is.

Danny: I'm sorry what?

Clockwork: Nothing. Anyway, you should get ready to go pick up Ellie. Also take this.

Clockwork throws a bag full of things on to Danny as he clumsily catches it.

Danny: Oh no, you are not just brushing it off. Tell me wha- AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!

A green portal opens below Danny as he falls into it, leaving behind an unconscious Vlad on the floor and Clockwork standing there looking solemnly at the closing green portal.

Clockwork: I hope you will be able to face your future challenges well my boy.

-Gotham-

Batman is seriously not having a good night tonight. He just finished Riddler's riddles when he gets news that Black Mask and Bane are currently engaging in a shootout in the harbor.

It's bad enough that there are 3 rogues that are out tonight, his daughter is also not talking to him since he forced her to go on patrol tonight since she has been benched for far too long.

It's not that he doesn't understand her but he seriously needs help with both Red Robin and him injured, Red Hood is dealing with something in his territory and Nightwing is out of town. Only Spoiler, Black Bat and Robin are available since they are not supposed to patrol tonight.

When they arrive at the scene though, all they see is knocked out Black Mask and Bane, alongside a line of goons that are sitting on the ground with head hanging low like they are ashamed of something.

Upon closer inspection, they see a man standing in front of the line of goons, lecturing them about gun safety and how irresponsible they are for shooting and disturbing the night.

Batman has been doing this vigilante work for a long time and this still can easily be ranked in the top 10 of the wildest things he has seen.

But he is Batman. So he will adapt to the situation. Slowly approaching the man, he is startled and stunned when the man turns around and starts to lecture him about fighting while injured and the importance of rest.

He is about to refute the man when a black shadow passes by him and pushes towards the man. He sees the man equally startled at first and finally intercepts the fast shadow with a hug.

Everyone falls into awkward silence as everyone from the goons and the Batfamily watch as the man and Black Bat hug each other for a long time.

Batman: Ehem!

Batman's fake cough catches the attention of the two hugging figures as they separate with a clear (green?) blush on the man's face. The man turns towards the goons and urges them to go back home and thinks about what he says.

Normally, Batman would have stopped him to capture all the goons but right now, there is a lot more important matter at hand. Batman watches as the goons pick up their belongings and scramble away to what he assumes to be their home.

Batman: Are you Daniel Fenton?

Danny: Yes and I assume you are Batman.

Batman: *Grunts*

Danny: I'll take that as a yes.

Batman: What are you doing here?

Danny: I have come to pick up my daughter. Unfortunately, my luck isn't that good. I got caught up in the shootout between these two guys and their minions and decided to stop it.

Danny says as he points towards the unconscious Bane and Black Mask laying on the ground. Spoiler and Robin approach them and check their condition. After confirming they are just unconscious, they tie the two unconscious men and contact Jim to come collect the rogues.

While Batman is supervising their work, he could hear the subtle flirting happening between Danny and his daughter. He usually is very good at handling his emotions but right now, he really doesn't know how he is supposed to feel.

Batman: Let's go back first. We will continue this conversation later.

Batman then returns to the Batmobile to see only Spoiler, Red Robin and Robin following him. He stares at Spoiler as she replies with a shrugs.

Black Bat: I will show Danny the way.

Batman releases another sigh. As the Batmobile engine booms through the streets, a silent invisible car follows it from behind.

When they arrive at the Batcave, it is quite a surprise when a car suddenly appears right beside them. Its sleek black with neon green gives it a weird retro style design.

Exiting it are an unmasked Black Bat that is blushing a little and Danny that is grinning widely. Bruce can feel his eyebrows twitching when he sees the scene. He controls his impulse to go beat up Danny and calls Alfred to inform him of their guest.

They sit together in silence as all of them think of what they question they are gonna ask him when the elevator lets out a ding and comes out Alfred.

Danny turns towards the elevator and is surprised to see a familiar face.

Danny: Mr. Pennyworth. How are you doing?

Alfred: I am good, Mr. Daniel. How are you doing? Still traveling I assume.

Danny: I am also good. Hahaha. I try to do less traveling now that I have a family but you know how it is. I don't find problems, problems find me.

Stephanie: Wait, you two knew each other.

Alfred: Why yes. We go way back with him sometimes helping me and me sometimes helping him.

Danny: Anyway, what are you doing here? I thought you said you want to retire from fighting.

Alfred: A lot has happened since we last saw each other. I for one become the butler of this family.

Danny: A butler? Well you do make a good tea. Wait, you mean this family. As in all of you guys are one family?

Alfred: Oh, Miss Cassandra didn't tell you? I would have assumed you know.

Danny: You know I wouldn't pressure her to tell me if she isn't comfortable about it. After all, each of us has a secret of our own, right?

To that statement, both of them just let out a little knowing smile. The rest of them are pretty stunt at the revelation that both Danny and Alfred know each other.

Stephanie: Wait, Danny. How old are you?

Danny: I am 21. Why?

Stephanie: Then how did you know Alfred? Both of you have like half a decade of age difference.

Danny: Oh! I can time travel.

Tim: *While getting his hand bandaged by Alfred* You can time travel?

Danny: Well, not me. I know someone that can send me traveling through time.

Stephanie: So when Alfred said you are traveling, he means traveling through time.

Danny: Well, that and dimension too.

Tim: And why did you travel to these places?

Danny: Many reasons. Visiting someone, delivering items, and even capturing prisoners.

Tim: So you are a servant of someone?

Danny: Servant in a sense your parents ask you to do something. Sure, I could avoid him and just run away. But last time I did that, he made me write a 1000 word apology essay in an ancient language.

Bruce: Is it Clockwork the one you are talking about?

Danny: Oh you heard of him? Yeah. He is like my mentor/parental figure. He helps me train my power and solve my problems and such.

Suddenly, a little figure pounces on Danny as he easily intercepts it and spins the little figure.

Ellie: Hi Papa!

Danny: Hello, honey. What are you doing still not sleeping?

Ellie: I was waiting for Mama to return from work.

Danny: I see. But it is quite late isn't it. We should take you to bed now.

Cass: Ellie, I thought I already put you to bed before I went out.

Ellie: I woke up when you were getting out of bed. I wanted to follow you but Alfred doesn't allow me to.

Cass looks at Alfred apologetically. It seems that her daughter is more perceptive than she thought.

Alfred: I do believe that this conversation can also be postponed to the next morning. I would rather that all of you have enough energy to deal with your day tomorrow too.

Bruce & Tim: *Groan*

Stephanie: Can I have a cookie before going to bed?

Ellie: Oh, I want it too!

Cass: You shouldn't eat sweets before going to bed, sweetheart.

Ellie: But Aunt Steph is also getting a cookie.

Cass: Don't follow your aunt Steph. You don't want to have your teeth all fall off right?

Ellie: *Covering her mouth* No!

Alfred: I also agree with Miss Cassandra. It is a little too late to have a midnight snack. Master Damian is also tired from how he is holding himself.

Everyone turns towards the oddly silent Damian and sees that Damian is leaning against the wall as his head bops up and down dozing off to sleep. Bruce goes to pick up Damian that snuggles closer into Bruce's shoulder as he is being carried up to his room.

Under Alfred's insistence, everyone returns to their bedroom that night.

[ilovebabygirls]

KANG DAE-HO HEADCANONS . boyfriend

tags — kang dae-ho × female reader | second person point of view | sfw headcanons | fluff | a bit of angst | pre-game timeline

warnings — not proofread | english is not my first language! | use of lowercase intended | stealing | vandalism | blood | injuries

word count — 8 094 words

last updated — 28/01/2025

requested by @literallypinkie

MEETING

YOU worked the night shift at a local grocery store. everything was much cheaper there than in hypermarkets and supermarkets in the area. many broke students, single parents, or even older folks with crumbs instead of an actual retirement plan would shop here. it was affordable and consistent with their income.

DAE-HO was a regular. one of the only persons who did not fit the usual customer criteria. he did not seem young enough to be a student and did not appear to be a dad with what he bought (mostly ramen, some snacks, fruits and frozen fruits, frozen food, protein yoghurts, milk and energy drinks that could give anyone a heart attack).

HE was always very polite. forever a smile on his face and something nice to say about the day. after paying, dae-ho always had some words of encouragement to give you for the rest of your shift seeing how exhausted you seemed. he would then take a seat at one of the tables displaced outside for customers and eat one of his ramen playing a game on his phone or watching a series.

LITTLE by little, pure politeness turned into small conversations by the cash register. these small conversations turned into taking your breaks with him where you got to know each other a bit more profoundly. these hangouts eventually turned into dae-ho waiting by the tables until you clocked out of work to walk you home. he claimed it was not safe for you to be alone so late at night.

EVENTUALLY, he asked for your phone number after another night walking you home. the two of you stared intensively into each other's eyes, waiting for the other to say something or make a move. he let out a small chuckle and said he should probably get going as the last bus to his street would probably arrive soon. you nodded pressing your lips together as you opened the door of your apartment building waving him goodbye. as you entered and walked to the elevator you heard your name being called out and immediately turned around seeing dae-ho holding the door open his mouth slightly open, his breath caught in his throat.

"could i get your phone number— or your instagram if you have one? any is fine, really..." he blurted out quickly. "we could hang out outside of work, you know... that would be great." he finished relaxing his shoulders.

YOUR eyes widened at the sudden outburst and you stood in place for a few seconds before widely smiling and heading to the building entrance, your phone in hand. "yeah, sure. i'd love that, actually!" you answered cheerfully.

ONCE you exchanged contacts, you gave him a sudden hug and walked back to your elevator. dae-ho waited until you entered the elevator to let out a long breath he did not know he was holding. he put his hands in the pockets of his jacket and headed to the bus stop, stupidly grinning.

AS for you, once you got home, you dropped your bag on the floor and started to jump up and down excitedly.

THAT WAS WHEN A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP BEGAN TO BLOSSOM

FRIENDSHIP

THE day right after you exchanged your contacts, dae-ho texted you a simple "hey ;)" when he was taking his breakfast. he feared you had only agreed the previous day to get him off your back as if you had not been talking for a month before he finally made a move.

DAE-HO was anxious the whole morning, checking his phone every thirty minutes to see if you had answered him. each time, nothing. not even left on read. delivered. at least, he was not blocked, he would reassure himself. he even convinced himself if you did not answer at all if would change his routine to find a new convenience store to shop at, not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable and appear like one of those creepy men his sisters had told him about whose actions he witnessed himself a couple of times.

SECONDS felt like minutes and minutes felt like hours as he waited for this specific notification. he had to put his phone away, screen facing the table otherwise he would not be able to concentrate on the task he was supposed to be doing. he was getting weird looks from his coworkers, more than the usual glances. he could not care less as when his phone rang he rushed to the device, unlocked it and read your message stretching a smile back to his features.

"hii~! sorry for the late answer, i woke up late and then had to go to the bank. how are you doing? hope to see you tonight! :)"

DAE-HO was conflicted on whether to answer back right away and perhaps look desperate or to refrain and risk making you feel like he previously did. especially since he had already opened the text message, meaning he would be leaving on 'read'. he believed it would be rather rude of him and chose to answer right away.

"no problem! don't be sorry, it's normal! you have a life lol. i was wondering if you were up to hang out this saturday afternoon before you go to work?"

SURPRISINGLY, your answer was quick to come. "i'm up for that! do you have something specific in mind? because i know this place where you can eat and play arcades. if you're thinking of something else, it's fine. i just want to spend some time with you, anyways." your text read, making his heart explode in his chest.

DAE-HO agreed to your idea. you planned when to meet up and you gave him the address. the two of you were so looking forward to that day that you would talk about which games you would want to try out the most, who would be better at what (already very competitive), what food you would like to try, and if there were any prize to win at that place. Overall, you were very enthusiastic.

SINCE THAT DAY, THE TWO OF YOU HAVE BEEN INSEPARABLE EVER SINCE

DAE-HO and you have created a secret handshake you did every time you had to part ways. it is rather complicated and involves the entire body. going from a simple high-five to crossing your arms together and going in circles to finish with a chest bump. despite, the long and tiresome handshake, you still hug each other afterwards before going to your own whereabouts.

DAE-HO knows girl talk. he has mastered it. he might be even better at it than you. he had lots of practice being the youngest of four sisters. because of that, he loves gossiping. the two of you have a gossip session once a week where you tell each other all the drama that happened either between your coworkers, customers at your place of work or even things you have heard from absolute strangers. the gossiping session cannot be on facetime. it has to be face-to-face with snacks, a hot drink, and a warm blanket. it usually takes place at your apartment since it is slightly bigger than his studio apartment.

"so, you remember my coworker dae-jung, the old guy who has been dating that young secretary, eun-yeong?" dae-ho asked as you grabbed a handful of m&m's and began to organise them by colour. you let out a short hum to affirm you did know these people. "it was already a crazy age gap but i found out something even crazier. he is already married!" the man revealed as your eyes widened.

"how long has he been married?" you wondered hurriedly. "i have no idea. but, it's not the only thing about this whole situation. his wife found out about the affair with my coworker, eun-yeong, who, by the way, did not know she was the other woman, and she made a huge scene in front of my work building." you stopped organising your snacks, dae-ho having your full attention on him as you almost did not breathe waiting for the end of his story. "dae-jung literally begged her to stop and eventually she told him she wanted a divorce." dae-ho revealed. you were not surprised by this woman's decision, you were glad he got what was coming for him.

"is that all?" you wondered finally eating one of the chocolate in your hand. "nope." dae-ho continued, a wide grin plastered on his face. "so, they got divorced and dae-jung still stayed in a relationship with eun-yeong, however, my company has a strict policy on cheating, i didn't even know it was a thing, and because it caused too much drama within the company and apparently it could have a negative impact on our reputation. i don't really care if I'm being honest, but obviously, my boss does." the man nodded taking a sip of his beverage before resuming his story. "they fired dae-jung." he said as you cheered a little bit causing him to chuckle.

WHAT he was about to tell you next was mind-blowing. "eun-yeong was pregnant, and yes i used past tense. do you want to know why? because she got an abortion without telling him. he was fuming! he began to harass her, and she filed a restraining order which he did not respect and was eventually arrested!"

"it's crazy!!" "yeah, i know it's crazy!!" you both yelled out.

YOU never tell each other something wild that occurred through text, opting for a teaser text message instead :

"oh my god dude, you'll never believe what just happened!! i can't wait to tell you this weekend!!!"

DAE-HO hates all of your exes. you could be in the wrong during a previous argument you are describing to your friend, he would still find all the excuses in the book and side with you. you could have burned down your ex's house and in his eyes you would still be justified.

"i don't care, that person forgot your birthday and made it seem like it was your fault. you had every right to throw that vase at them!" he justified an expression of distaste on his face.

DAE-HO is a k-pop girl group stan. his favourite bands are girl's generation, mamamoo and twice. the two of you went to one of twice concerts in seoul and he was chosen during the random dance section where a person from the audience is shown on the big screen. he danced to 'yes or yes' with the light stick in his hand and you dying of laughter on the right corner of the screen. thankfully, some people had recorded it.

WHEN you eat together, despite it being totally platonic, you share your food. when one of you would buy a bag of chips, both of your hands could be found in it. an ice-cream? going from one hand to the other's hand. an apple? dae-ho, would use his strength to split it into two equal parts. dae-ho loves to share anything, to be honest. surely because of his childhood. he was pushed to share everything from food to toys and rarely had anything new just for him. it was almost second nature for him to share his food with you.

DAE-HO is the type to hold the fork in front of your mouth and ask you to open it to feed you. at first, you were flustered by his actions as he insisted that you taste his meal, clueless to the implications beyond friendship. he would then open his mouth without a word and make a sound for you to also feed him some of your meal. as time went on, you were not flustered to do it anymore, going as far as eating from the same cutlery without a care in the world. however, people would think you were a couple and would tell you how cute you looked together. at first, you would correct them quickly, a blush creeping its way onto dae-ho's cheeks. eventually, you gave up and simply thanked the person for the compliment. also, it was not as unpleasant as the two of you tried to convince the other.

"why do they think we're a couple? it's so annoying." you complained, rolling your eyes, and taking a bite of your chocolate-covered fruit salad. dae-ho nodded in agreement, giggling.

"right, that would be so gross." he replied, passing a hand through his hair, and avoiding eye contact.

"yeah, it's not like that between us..." you lied, unaware of the sad glance dae-ho threw your way before going back to his churros.

HE taught you how to play gonggi and now every choice has to be made over a game of gonggi. what film you would be watching tonight? a game of gonggi. which take-out place you are going to order from? a round of gonggi. who would be the first one to take a shower? gonggi, gonggi, gonggi and gonggi again. at first, you were not the best at the game, getting frustrated all the time, wondering if you could swap for a game of 'paper, scissors, stone'. dae-ho was adamant it had to be gonggi. The outcome was still the same, resulting in nearly all decisions being in dae-ho's favour. however, as months passed by, you got better at it, almost as good as dae-ho and now he had real competition.

DESPITE not being in a romantic relationship and affirming your relationship is platonic with a capital 'p', you give dae-ho so many nicknames ranging from "handsome" to "sexy" which started as a joke when the two of you were walking around hi=ongdae and this group of young girls who were partying made their way towards and began to flirt with dae-ho. he used you as a shield stating you were his girlfriend and the girls took the hint and left.

"so, how about we go home, sexy?" you mimicked one of the girls' voice. "shut up." he retorted amused walking as far away from you as possible as you had to chase after him.

FIRST DATE

IT was a mess. nothing, and when i say nothing, i mean it, went according to plan. from asking you out to the actual date.

YOU had been friends for about seven months by now, and everything was perfect between the two of you. boundaries were respected, you had a lot of fun together, you were there for each other when you were not feeling well and you would tell each other literally everything (too much information does not exist in this friendship, in your case it should be called tell me immediately).

HIS feelings for you grew gradually but skyrocketed the night prior when he spent the night at your apartment. nothing out of the ordinary, a usual gossip session, you watching a film and then some videos on youtube, you ordered take-out and eventually ended up in your bed. for the first four months of your friendship, dae-ho had categorically refused to sleep in the same bed as you, claiming he did not want to make you uncomfortable. you had to drag him by the arm affirming you wanted him to sleep in the same otherwise it did not feel like an actual sleepover. he gave in when he felt how comfortable your mattress was in comparison to your couch.

IT was past midnight and the two of you were exhausted. you were on your phone, scrolling through tiktok and you were showing dae-ho silly memes to make him giggle while he was trying to fight sleep. you noticed his eyelids close and open suddenly, as his face relaxed and tensed up quickly to give himself some adrenaline to stay awake.

"you know, you can go to sleep. you don't have to stay awake for me. if it's for the memes, i can just send them to you." you joked as you put your phone down on your stomach. dae-ho was already lying down on his side, all of his hair up in a ponytail and looked up at you. he did not try to argue as his speech was beginning to be incoherent due to fatigue. dae-ho pulled the blanket over his shoulders and made himself more comfortable. barely a few minutes later, soft snores could be heard from the young man.

SLEEP caught up to you ultimately and you lay down next to dae-ho who was already deep in slumber. you faced your back towards him and tugged on the blanket to get your fair share of warmth. when you were finally comfortable enough you unexpectedly felt a strong arm sneak around your waist and a body clung to your back. your breath was caught in your throat. dae-ho and you were not reticent to display affection to one another, but cuddling in bed was new. you did not want to wake up him since he was exhausted but you knew that pushing his arm away would do it. you were lacking a strategic plan when dae-ho's grip on you tightened. you felt your cheeks heat up, you and an oven could be twins at this point. his face was buried deep in the back of your neck. you could feel his soft breathing giving you goosebumps. ultimately, you gave up overthinking and fell asleep in this position.

OBVIOUSLY, you were woken up the next day by a startled dae-ho who jumped away from your sleeping frame and was profusely apologising. you dismissed his concerns with a sloppy wave of the hand as you were drowsy and told him it was alright. after all the two of you were that close, it would have happened one way or another. yet, he apologised one last time as he got up from the bed, stormed out of the bedroom and you went back to lie down face first on your pillow.

DAE-HO headed to the kitchen wondering if he ruined your friendship (that man overthinks everything). he decided he would make up for his mistake and prepare breakfast for you. you ended up waking up, sitting on the edge of your bed for a minute before staring blankly at the wall before you motivated yourself and got up, put on a random sweater and left the room as the smell of warm food filled your nostrils. you reached your destination and came face-to-face with an endearing sight. dae-ho in his baggy shorts and a green shirt in front of the stove making eggs. in the living room, the table was already set with two cups of tea, a few toast with jam and butter on the side, rice and kimchi. you took a few steps towards your friend, a grin creeping onto your face and greeted him. dae-ho turned around and greeted you back, surprised that you went for a friendly hug. he genuinely assumed your next interaction would be awkward, but nothing seemed to be bugging you.

"how did you sleep, handsome?" you asked leaning against the cheap counter. dae-ho cocked an eyebrow, glancing at you before setting back his gaze on the nearly burnt omelette. he quickly grabbed the frying pan handle and placed the omelette on top of the one he cooked when you were still enjoying the warmth of your now empty bed.

"i slept well... i think." he murmured awkwardly as you frowned at his response.

"you were snoring the whole night, i would have hoped you at least slept well." you laughed in an attempt to lighten up the mood, but the growing tension only rose as dae-ho remained quiet. you shifted your weight at the usual cheerful man's unexpected indifference. if only you knew how many thoughts were racing through his mind. dae-ho was overheating.

"i'm going to go to the living room... tell me if you need any help with that. thanks, by the way." you finished before leaving the kitchen, flopping onto your couch waiting for dae-ho and the eggs.

WHEN dae-ho finally came into the living room and began to place some eggs into your plate without saying a word, you pondered on how to bring up what happened. he would not do it himself, too embarrassed by the situation, and you could not stand the heavy silence in the room.

"so... are we gonna talk about the elephant in the room or pretend you didn't cuddle me to sleep?" you began shoving egg in your mouth nervously. dae-ho choked on his tea and coughed harshly feeling himself pass out. he was just being dramatic. you went to pat him on the back a bit to help him with his coughing and sat back down waiting for his reaction.

"i'm so sorry, i don't what came over me. it was an accident, i was sleeping after all. it won't happen again. that's why i told i should sleep on the couch!" he was frantic barely making eye contact as what stopped his rant was your laugh. he was quiet for a moment before ranting. "why are laughing at me? can't you see i'm panicking right now?!" he retorted pointing his chopsticks at you as you clutched your stomach, your lungs out of oxygen from laughing too much. you were even crying a little bit at dae-ho's helpless attitude.

"i already told you not to apologise, dae-ho." you managed to say after breathing a couple of times after his outburst and your cackling. "if anything... i kind of enjoyed it." you admitted, looking at the now flustered dae-ho. "did you?" you risked asking. it was the first since you woke up that dae-ho made eye contact, his mouth slightly ajar, thinking of an appropriate way to answer. eventually, he opted for honesty. "i did..." he responded timidly.

YOU beamed, his answer encouraging you to continue on this path. "i hadn't slept that well in a while. we should cuddle more often, don't you think?" you attempted some flirting to test the water. you did not comprehend which sort of confidence possessed you, but you were not about to complain. dae-ho's only answer was a quick hum, his mouth full of kimchi. the rest of the breakfast was quiet, however, not the same silence as before. this one was light, full of unanswered inquiries regarding the next trajectory of your friendship.

ONCE you finished breakfast, you lazily cleared the table as dae-ho insisted on cleaning the dishes. you reminded him that he prepared breakfast and that he should just go relax, you would take care of it (as much as you did not want to). as you heard the sound of water falling, you understood dae-ho was taking a shower. you had some time to contemplate your relationship with dae-ho. the two of you, as much as you loved to deny it, did act like a couple. apart from sleeping in the same bed, you would send each other a good morning and good night text every day without missing a beat, you would facetime each other every day, and he would still shop at the convenience store you worked at, though now, he would even pick you up after your shift late at night, even if he had nothing to buy. nothing casual about that. you had to find out.

AS you heard the water stop and the door open, your heartbeat quickened. you focused your attention on the utensil you were scrubbing harshly with a sponge. dae-ho made his way to the kitchen. his hair was damp and untied. he was wearing grey sweatpants and a green hoodie. he stayed by the doorframe as your movement became a little bit more clumsy, dropping a plate resulting in a loud clinking from the impact. wincing, you were almost done with the cleaning and dae-ho was still by the door. you raised your head and your gaze fell onto the man. it felt like time stopped. he was angelic. at least to you. to anyone else he was just a guy, but to you, he was so much more and it took that long to realise.

"have you ever thought of more? i mean... between us?" you gathered all the courage you had and asked, already bracing yourself for rejection. dae-ho's eyebrows rose as his mouth turned into an oval shape, no words coming out. you took it as a sign to continue. "we've known each other for a while now, and— unless i'm being delusional, wouldn't be surprising." you chuckled humorlessly as you looked away from your friend who slowly made his way towards you. "moving on, as i was saying, i think I've been kind of lying to myself. you see, i actually enjoy when people think we're a couple and i enjoy your company more than i should and— what i'm trying to say is, do you want to go out with me? as in a date."

DAE-HO was now only a step away from you, and you were still not looking at him. he sighed. "i was the one supposed to ask you out!" he complained groaning dissipating any remaining trace of tension. you were about to talk again when he went on a tirade. "i've been planning for three months now. i swear, you ruined everything. don't take it the wrong way! i had written this whole speech and listed all these reasons why we should date!" he explained looking up at the ceiling, his eyes firmly shut.

"you could have just asked." you chimed in and he looked at you dumbfounded.

"no way. i wasn't going to ask you out with some half-assed proposition. you deserve better than that." he said which melted your heart. he had been preparing this with his sisters, knowing they would be of great help to make something thoughtful and personal to you. "to be honest, the day i asked for your number was not only in a friendly way, but i am so glad you're my friend so i never tried to make a move. and here you beat me up to it."

YOU stared at him like he held the moon, smirking at his confession. "if you want, you can ask me now. without the whole speech, i guess, you can still be the one asking though?" you proposed and dae-ho calmed down. he cleared his throat, and let out a long sigh, as if the answer to his next question was not obvious.

"would you go on a date with me?" he sweetly asked and you threw your arm around his neck telling him you would love to as his arms made their way around you naturally.

IT MIGHT NOT HAVE BEEN PERFECT BUT YOU CHERISHED IT NONETHELESS

BETWEEN your confession and the actual date, dae-ho and you did not know how to ask around each other. if affection was not shy, now it seemed mandatory. you could not keep your hands off each other, whether it was a hand on a shoulder or interlocking your arms together walking down the street. as for the cuddling in bed (not only in bed, on your couch too), you two would deliberately do it this time, no more waking up startled, and you even initiated it, dae-ho happily complying.

DAE-HO organised everything. you tried to get him to let you organise together, but he claimed he should be the one spoiling you and as a gentleman, he would do so. he quickly realised most of your nights out were somehow dates. you would go to the cinema, constantly eat out, go to bars together, stay out late in parks, and have picnics. he was out of ideas and money, being in debt (which you were not aware of).

HE picked you up from work on a friday evening. you had asked your boss to change your schedule to go on this date instead of working your night shift. however, things ended up more complicated as when he arrived he found you still in your uniform jacked yet dressed nicer than usual (surely the outfit you had picked out for the date), sitting on the pavement, a scowl on your face. when you saw him, a beautiful bouquet of flowers in his hand and a confused look on his face, you sighed and got up grabbing the bouquet.

"i'm sorry. the person who was supposed to replace me had an emergency with her kid. something about fire. i don't know. we will have to postpone..." you explained upset. dae-ho was not about to let one obstacle ruin the evening, as disappointed as he was.

"it's okay. i will wait." he said walking towards the tables outside the store. you followed after him frowning. "you realise i still have three hours left until we close." you added for him to understand he would be certainly bored out of his mind if he stayed. "i know." he persisted as a matter of fact.

YOU nodded and told him you had to go back inside to rearrange an aisle and that he could call you if he needed anything. saying you were disappointed was an understatement, you were mad at your coworker but you also had to be tolerant she was a single mother with a low income. you were just a girl in her twenties without many responsibilities but paying rent and finding her place in life (not that easy either). you had been looking forward to that date with dae-ho the entire week. fantasizing about how romantic it would be, and maybe even kissing him at the end of the night. now, your expectations were crushed as you had to work. as you walked around the store, kicking an empty box that once contained multiple tubes of spicy mayonnaise, the bell by the door rang as dae-ho entered. he glanced around the artificially lit room until his eyes set on you.

"i was thinking, maybe we could have our date here." he proposed and you stared at him like he had grown a second head. he cleared his throat and continued to explain his train of thoughts. "i had reserved a table at this place we talked about a few months ago and since you're here we won't be able to be there. so, we should at least enjoy our night, here." he finished as one of the lights flickered. "as unpleasant as it can be..." he added jokingly.

YOU were not very on board with his idea, yet you caved as your boss was not here and you really wanted to spend the night with dae-ho.

DAE-HO spent the whole shift following you and moving things around the store. you even went fishing out a uniform jacket for him so he could fully immerse himself. you showed him how to use the cash register, and you told him about how some of the items were soon to expire but your boss changed the date and still put them up for sale. you showed him the tiny storehouse which was literally just huge piles of cardboard boxes sitting outside of the shop. you had him carry boxes in and out of the building and he was more than eager to show his strength, showing off and flexing his biceps like a bodybuilder. he would do anything to simply listen to the sound of your giggles. he never minded being perceived as silly by strangers (unlike the approval he profoundly craved from his father) if it meant having your genuine attention on him. during your break, you hid behind the cash register as there were not any customers, and honestly, if there were any, you would rather dismiss them than do your what you were hired for.

THE last hour of your shift was, to say the least, unprofessional. dae-ho and you would make ridiculous faces at the cameras and flip them off. you would run up and down the aisle, pushing a cart while he was sitting in it. you would eat snacks and throw the wrapper around. you just wished your boss, if he found out, would see the humour in it and not ban dae-ho or fire you (you abhorred the job but needed it desperately).

ONCE your shift concluded, you threw your hideous jacket as well as the one you lent dae-ho in your locker, not caring to lock it before running out of the store to join dae-ho. he grabbed your hand and the two of you headed to han river to appreciate the rest of your night. he walked you back to your apartment and you suggested he could spend the night there, as you did not want the date to end. both of you sat on the couch in a relaxing silence, staring at each other. dae-ho darting between your eyes and your lips. he slowly approached you, placed his large hand on your cheek.

"is this okay with you?" he murmured. you felt his hot breath on your lips. by way of a response, you captured his lips in a tender kiss your hands delicately holding his neck.

A CHANGE OF PLAN DOES NOT MEAN FAILURE FOR OUR LOVEBIRDS

RELATIONSHIP

DAE-HO was rather awkward at the beginning of your romantic relationship. unaware of how to act. he still felt like you were his best friend, which felt incredible. however, now he could unapologetically hold your hand when hanging out, kiss you whenever he desired, and hold you close to him during a film session. you had to reassure him that whatever he would do would make you the happiest woman in the world.

DAE-HO is the type of man to give you his sports shoes if your feet hurt. You would be wearing heels and the next moment shoes way too big for you. dae-ho would hold your heels in his hand. however, the sensation of the cold ground under his feet bothered him and would end up wearing your heels. noticing how amused you were by the sight, he would begin to strut and exaggeratedly pose like victoria's secret models (going as far as holding your handbag).

DAE-HO cannot spend one day without seeing you (which at first could have been interpreted as emotional dependence). he updates you on every little thing he does. obviously, he does not expect you to answer everything as, in less than an hour, you could receive around a hundred text messages (varying from funny videos to simple questions). after work or a date, one of you sleeps at the other's apartment. the first time you visited dae-ho's studio apartment, he was rather apprehensive. the lack of space with the sofa bed taking most of the space, the pile of clothes in the corner, his television placed on a white plastic table and the small broken fridge filled with unhealthy drinks and protein yoghurts (indeed most of his meals were taken at the grocery store you worked at).

DAE-HO'S wallpaper is a picture taken at a photo booth. in the top picture, he was kissing your cheek delicately. in the second one, you were kissing his face making sure your lipstick would leave a stain as a toothy smile tugged at his lips. in the third picture, you chose to pull a foolish face. in the last one, he grabbed you by the waist and kissed you, his hair concealing a part of his face as your eyes widened by the impulsive action.

DAE-HO'S way of telling you he loved you was a tad different. the two of you casually expressed the love you held for the other during your friendship. he wanted you to truly understand his feelings for you.

"i have completely lost myself to you. i am so in love with you." he blurted out one day. his confession had you spill some tears of happiness down your cheeks as you shared his sentiments.

DAE-HO will carry all the grocery bags or shopping bags on the way home. no matter how heavy they are. he does not want you to lift a finger. clearly, you do not mind as his biceps naturally flexes. he caught you countless times goggling at them. his ego is boosted. from time to time, he will taunt you, commenting that, with the way you stare him down, clothes are useless on him.

DAE-HO insists you give him a show every time you purchase new clothes. he will hype you up as you enter the living room. his compliments are over the top, yet, sincere. he will ask you to turn around to show him the back and pretend to fan himself from how stunning you look in this attire.

DAE-HO is the type of boyfriend who lets you customise him. he is not into fashion, therefore, any advice or opinion you gave him was taken into consideration. his style got so much better once you started dating. you think he should wear a certain piece of clothing? he will wear it the next day. you tell him a certain colour brings him out of his shell? now he has ten more clothes in this colour. you buy him a new hoodie? he will be seen parading with it for months. moreover, he loves matching outfits (as cringy as they can be) and jewellery. dae-ho would even go as far as suggesting getting a matching tattoo. you managed to dissuade him.

DAE-HO is the type of boyfriend who lets you do his makeup. he knows how joyful and excited you get. furthermore, his four older sisters would often use him as a walking mannequin (there are many pictures of him as early as the age of two all dressed up in oversized feminine clothes, messy makeup all over his chubby face as outside of the frame one of his sisters is still applying a heavy layer of blue eyeshadow).

DAE-HO also lets you braid his hair. it soothes him as he closes his eyes enjoying the sensation of the comb through his hair. scratching his calms in the right spots. once, you noticed how dae-ho and the 'hyperpigmentation' meme looked alike and decided to give him the same haircut as in the drawing. adding some dark red blush to your masterpiece, you posted it online with his consent. it went viral.

DAE-HO is fully prepared for that time of the month. he knows what you need to ease the cramps, he does not let you get out of bed unless it is to relieve yourself or take a warm shower to relax. when you are done, he ushers you back to bed with his hand softly pushing your back. dae-ho would make sure you were comfortably reclined on some pillows and would position your blanket up to your chin. dae-ho would head to the kitchen, and boil some water in a kettle to make some ginger honey tea to ease the cramps and warm you up. he has the heating pad ready with the tea.

DAE-HO would put on your favourite film, series or cartoon and snuggle you. nevertheless, if you prefer to have some space for whatever reason (the discomfort from your period or only needed personal space), he is out of the bedroom, still checking on you every now and then. he learnt how to deal with mood swings and pre-menstrual syndrome with his sisters, walking on eggshells around them during their cycle (with four sisters, either he was lucky and they had their period around the same time, or each one week of the month).

"babe, if you need anything you can scream my name." he said, his head creeping out of the door frame as you groaned contorting your body to find a position where the cramps were minimal.

DAE-HO knows what pads with wings are! he would go to your local grocery store in a rush to get them for you as well as buy your comfort food. this entire week is focused on you and your comfort. dae-ho just wants to pamper you.

DAE-HO takes pictures of everything, you included. his gallery is full of candid pictures of you and selfies taken together. you with a face mask on, you sleeping, watching television, doing your makeup, in a café, at the grocery store, in a playground at night or playing bowling. everything and anything. he believes you are the most gorgeous woman in the universe and he has to capture your beauty.

IT took dae-ho a while before he allowed himself to be fully vulnerable with you. he wanted to show you his manly side. his protective side. the marine in him. how his father expected him to appear. however, he was nowhere near a macho man, too kind and thoughtful. dae-ho was tender and could not conceal the adoration he held for you. it would be criminal. when he revealed the reason for his enlistment to the marines, it was during a panic attack after a nightmare. you were sleeping soundly. dae-ho had his knees pressed to his chest and struggled to breathe as he felt his chest tighten. he was pulled at his hair harshly (a tactic to feel physical pain instead of emotional pain). he tried to be quiet but his incessant rocking back and forth shook the mattress and awakened you from your slumber.

"baby, are you okay?" you softly asked, cautiously placing your hand on his shoulder. he tensed up and slowly looked up at you. his lips quivered and he burst into tears.

IT took a few moments before he managed to compose himself. his face was buried into your neck, and his hands were clutching at your shirt as soothed him. his body was spasming as dae-ho hiccuped between sobs. he was broken. you handed him some tissues to blow his nose and dry his tears. you grabbed him a glass of cold water and caressed his back as he gulped down the whole drink.

"you can tell me anything dae-ho." you doubled down as you offered him a faint grin. he knew he could trust you. he trusted you with his life. that is when he disclosed everything from his experience in the marines to his father's abuse as well as his mother's submission to the man of the house. how he was a very sheltered kid. how resentful of him his father had grown. how he was forced to join the marines, to make his father proud once in his life. how dae-ho had stopped trying to get his father's acceptance a long time ago and had not heard from him in years. his experience as a marine traumatised. he did not go into details to preserve you from the horror of the military.

YOU were flabbergasted. how could a parent abject his child to such treatment? his baby?

"don't ever hide anything from me, dae-ho. i'm here for you. i love you. i will help you. you're safe with me." you comforted, leaning to give a tender kiss on his forehead. he eventually fell asleep to the sound of your heartbeat.

YOUR LOVER WAS AN OPEN BOOK, OR SO YOU THOUGHT

DAE-HO kept his debt a secret for the entirety of your friendship. as time went on, loan sharks were tenacious and borderline stalking him, cornering dae-ho in dark alleyways. he could not keep his financial burden a secret for long. you find out the hard way, it was an evening without any news from your boyfriend. you had sent him multiple text messages and all were left on 'delivered'. you were getting increasingly anxious, assuming the worst-case scenarios. however, you were not ready for the reality.

YOU heard the front door open and groans from a man. dae-ho. you rushed to him and noticed blood on his face. you were freaking out. you had no first aid kit in the bathroom, unprepared for severe injuries. you had to act quick. you hesitantly grabbed him by the arm and stepped towards your kitchen sink. you seized a washing cloth and socked it in cold water before shakily tapping the fabric onto the open wound on his forehead as he winced. dae-ho was painfully silent. you knew you had to speak up. why was he unreachable for so long? why was he covered in blood? was it his or someone else's? thoughts kept churning around in your head.

"dae-ho... what happened?" you asked, holding his chin up to get a better look at his injury. thankfully, it did not seem too bad.

"i wasn't fully honest with you..." he admitted, grabbing your wrist and carefully placing it down. and then ensued your first serious argument.

DAE-HO despises arguments. the two of you rarely argued as he was helpful around the apartment (which is the bare minimum obviously) and considerate. but when you do, it is mostly over his debt and his insecurities. you keep on telling him he is the one for you and that his debt does not change the man he is, but he is certain you deserve someone who had their life together, not some guy in his late twenties who was a burden. each time, you reassured him by telling him you would always be by his side, through thick and thin. the hardship and obstacles thrown your way could never make you drift apart from the love of your life. furthermore, he is the first one to apologise, no matter what the topic of the argument is, loathing the tense atmosphere in the apartment afterwards.

DAE-HO wants to provide for you (like a "real man" as his father would say). now that you were aware of his financial situation, you insisted on quality time over gifts and spending money on frivolous things. prior to this revelation, dae-ho would get you a small bouquet of flowers on each date, would insist on winning you a prize at these scammers' stands at fun fairs, and would insist on paying most things despite his bank account being in the red.

DAE-HO is not the jealous type. he is very secure in his relationship with you. nevertheless, he would go to battles to defend you. once he got into a fight with a drunk man. the man in his forties had the great idea to follow the two of you and make inappropriate remarks about your body. the man called you derogatory terms that you kept ignoring until he attempted to touch you. dae-ho was quick to intervene. at first, dae-ho was polite with the stranger and firmly demanded for him to leave you alone. instead, the stranger did the opposite and in his drunken state began to attack your boyfriend. bad idea. dae-ho snuck his arm around your waist and walked faster to get away from trouble. the stranger brutally pushed dae-ho and, instinctively and pumped with adrenaline, the ex-marine threw a punch the stranger right in his face, knocking him out cold. dae-ho shook his hand as the impact from the punch hurt his hand, holding his hand up into a fist against his mouth with his eyes shut tightly.

"that was hot." you bluntly stated as you walked away from the scene?

DAE-HO loves to make plans with you for the future. late at night, you would be cuddling in bed and he would bring up how he wanted a big family. growing up in a big family made him want to have one of his own, desiring to be a loving father, unlike the one he had. he is already very good with children. he would make funny faces to try and make kids he encountered outside laugh. he is such a girl dad. gushing about how cute your future daughter would look in her toddler clothes, already picturing himself wearing a tight plastic tiara, seated on a tiny chair and playing pretend with his little girl who would be wearing a princess dress and glitter makeup messily applied on her chubby features. at the end of the day, he understands it would be up to you how many children you would have, if any. after all, you were the one who would go through the body transformations to give birth (one of his sisters was child-free, he was slightly educated on that matter).

DAE-HO wants to marry you. he does not have the money, but he finds himself roaming around jewellery shops, goggling at engagement rings, imagining himself one knee down in front of you making his proposal. for now, he would make paper rings and gift them to you as a token of his unconditional love for you.

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AE-REVENGE CHAPTER ONE - MY FAMILY

- Karina Smut, Feat Eunha, Cameo Ning.

Writer's Note : "A masterpiece. A densely packed box of sex, drama and filth. A taboo romantic sonet!" That's how I guess some reviewer from big magazine would review this smut. Kekeke, here is the very first chapter of my Aespa Vengeance series. ENJOY IT, MY BEST WRITING TO DATE!

Tag : (FULL CON story), Mention of NON CON, Cheating, EX, Toxic Relationship, Pregnancy, Breeding, Milk Kink, Betrayal, Usual all three holes getting fucked, Degradation, Punishment, Mental and Physical breakdown, Piss Kink, Revenge, Parenthood, Children Exposure to Sex, Family Drama, Ulterior Motive, Cumdump, Abuse, Titfuck, Love and more...

Warning : Pure smut story. Don't ask for morality here to appear like a saint. Saints don't come to read smut kekeke.

Word Count : 8,300 word of nonstop filth.

Next Episode : Going to be about Ningning. But I have no draft about how it's going to be. So you can send your filty ideas on how she should get fucked. Read to the end for understanding the story flow!

A luxurious car stopped in front of my privately owned clinic, it's afternoon past 3 PM. I have made quite a fame and fortune as a young, rising and successful gynecologist. Today my highly esteemed patient has just arrived, waiting for her for an hour despite me having no job coming to my chamber at this hour today. I can see her attractive slim figure swaying from my chamber's window on the 2nd floor, sipping on a big cup of coffee.

Mrs. Park or should I rather introduce herself in her real name Jimin, is coming to visit me according to her appointment. Her milky white body is covered with a luxurious contrasting black Prada outfit, with a low cut neck displaying the canyon of her ample boobs. Her wavy hairs are draping on her shoulder, her hip swaying from her cat walking wearing expensive high heels. A 4 years old boy, named after his father Park Jr aka Little Park grabbing her hand and coming along. Pretty excited, you can tell from the way he is walking.

Soon after my assistant doc Ms Eunha, a sexy and busty young lady showed them to my chamber. I greet them warmly, “Welcome Mrs. Park, I hope you had no trouble coming all the way here to my humble abode. I hope lil Park here and everyone else are doing well at your home.” I show her the chairs to sit on. “How are you doing son? Having any ailments lately?” I ask him playfully, though he doesn't answer. Grabbing his mom’s hand even after sitting on the chair.

“Calling a multi million dollar cutting edge clinic a humble abode is really befitting you.” She scoofs with a smirk, and didn't answer my first question purposely. She is still such a fiesty one! “Hahaha, excuse my poor humor. Working overtime for my patients has left me rather dry inside. I hope I can have some rejuvenating experience today.” I look at her with a spark, her eyes locked on mine. She takes a deep breath.

My sexy assistant comes inside with a press of my bell, her assets bouncing with every step. “Please bring two iced americano and a big mug of chocolate milk for dear lil Park here.” I know the exact drink she would love at this hour. “You are already having coffee, why bring tea then?” She asks knowing the answer, what a tease! “There is no harm keeping my energy bar and fluid level topped, who knows I may have to deplete them both soon!” I tease back, her innocent acting is amusing.

She bites her lower lips then looks outside the window. Her side profile has gotten sharper, more well defined. Her cleavage looks delicious, her big boobs have grown even bigger from lactation. She is still breastfeeding her boy. She is many things but a good mom without any question. The drinks arrive, we start sipping without any exchange. She calms down a little, maybe the old custom has eased her nerves a little bit.

“Itt delis umma!” Little Park says to her excitedly, his baby talk is so adorable. “Slowly, why are you letting the milk drip on your shirt?” With a little scolding but affectionate voice Jimin says to him, her hand busy wiping a few droplets of milk from his shirt. I hand her a tissue, “Use it.” “Thanks,” she takes it without even looking at me. “It's ok son, I used to drop drinks on shirts like you too. It's no wonder you have the same habit.” I assure little Park as lovingly as I can.

Jimin turns her head swiftly, her sharp eyes staring at me as if trying to cut my voice with her gaze. Her lips are locked like a meep, an old habit of hers whenever she gets angry with someone. “O-Oh I am just saying it's a problem a lot of us face, hehe….” I panickingly answer, it would be such a waste if she leaves just for my slip of tongue. She rolls her eyes away from me and starts tending to her son’s shirt. Phew, she is not gonna leave.

Once we are done drinking the americano, she gives me haste, “Let's start the checkup doc. I am not here to see an old friend today, let's get this over with.” Her voice is way too cold, it's clear this line was rehearsed in her mind before. “Sure milady, your wish is my command!” I scoff, this line was something enough to get whatever I wanted once. Good ol days! She stays silent, I stand up and show her to the next door.

I ring the bell again, my assistant comes swaying her busty ass. “Please take care of lil Park while her mom is getting checked up. Go play with Miss here son, she’ll take good care of you.” Lil Park looks at his mom, not wanting to let her go. “Go with her baby, mom'll be back soon!” She pats and shows him off the chamber, my assistant takes him away. Most probably will take him to the canteen for food. “Shall we?” I opened the door for her. She silently enters, I follow behind.

The room is spacious with a Gyno Chair in the middle. That's where I take a satisfying look at my patients’ delicious pussy. If they are ill, I try my best to treat them. If they are completely fine, I still give them my best treatment. A little injection around their pussy and they can't even tell if it's my finger or cock doing the checkup. The little curtain in front of their face really helps. If they don't let me put that, then I put them to sleep and have some satisfying moments with them. Virgin, young, milf, dilf or granny I say no to anyone. “All pussy are equal” that's the unofficial motto of my clinic.

But the pussy in front of me is special, very special. I slap her booty with a loud smack, “Enjoying the good mama act, ain't ya?” “KYAAA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” She hiss back, “JUST DO IT AND GET IT OVER. I AM NOT HERE FOR THE PLEASURE!” She reminds me, grabbing both of my hands with hers. “But pleasure is all I am here for. The pleasure of getting you back even for a few moments is driving me crazy!”

I overpower both of her hands and keep pushing her toward the wall, then pin both hands above her head with my left. “You are still like a kitten!” I remind my ex what I used to call her back in the day. My right hand gives her milking udders some rough squeeze, she responds with a moan. “Ahhh don't, milk will drench my clothes.” She protests though I knew that already.

My hands go for her crotch, her pussy is already wet, her panty soaking. “Look who is not here for pleasure yet her pussy is ready for all the fun!” I move the panty aside and insert my middle finger up in her pussy, fingering her g spot that I know very well. Cause it was I who found it for her. She bucks her hip backward, her head on my shoulder while my finger is busy pleasuring her with a surgeon’s precision. Once I am satisfied with her lubrication, I pull out.

I put my fingers in her mouth to taste, but she doesn't suck them. So I smear my hand around her tongue before grabbing her neck. I go for a french kiss, tasting her musky pre cum and tea smelling mouth is my forbidden pleasure. I let go of her hands then grab around her waist, my palm busy squeezing her tight butt cheeks. I am kissing her with such lust like I’ll eat her whole like a python. I break free from the kiss, a strand of saliva connecting our mouths drops on her boobs. “S-STOP! JUST FUCK ME ALREADY! ARGH…” She begs me as she doesn't want to get hooked on her past lover.

I start undressing her. “Argh just fuck my pussy and get over it, don't have to undress!” She tries to fight back again. This time I snap. I pull and tear her panty in one go and then force it into her mouth. “If YOU don't stop protesting at everything then I'll tear your Prada dress like a beggar's rag so the world can know the country’s top industrialist Park’s wife is cheating with her ex behind his back!” I threaten her then get back to undress her.

Once her Prada dress is gone and I unhook her bra, her body is out like a sacred diva statue uncovered from a treasure box. Her milky white perfectly petite body hasn't aged. Her 34D busty saggy boobs have grown bigger, taut and plump full of milk. Her abdomen has gotten curvier after pregnancy and a little bit of fat here and there. She is still so stunning, the mommy transformation has only elevated her sexual appeal.

“You know I am not cheating!” She insists but I don't heed the obvious. I dig into her long neck, my soft bite and hungry kisses make horny Jimin grab onto my hair, she has started moaning from full arousal. I go lower on her big mommy boobs, milk spurting out from her saggy udders with each of my squeezes. I start sucking her nipples along areola one after another, while the other tit spurting milk, drenching my doctor attire. Her chest heaving, breath getting shallower.

Her milk is the sweetest thing I have ever drunk. It's the first time I am drinking my Jimin’s milk, my love’s tasty milk right from her udders. I bring both boobs together and start power sucking both nipples, my mouth getting full with sweet milk with every suction. “AH AHHH AH AHH STOP, LEAVE SOME FOR MY SON AHHH….” She is moaning. I suck a little more before letting her go. Her face is completely flushed seeing her past lover enjoying her breast milk.

I restrain myself for lil Park. Don't want the little boy to go hungry. I go lower again, her tummy has become curvier after pregnancy. Still it's well toned and soft like before. I keep kissing, my tongue darting inside her tiny round belly button, the salty taste making me go crazy. I go even lower and bury my face in her crotch. My nose between her wet pussy slit, at the entrance of her baby hole. The musky intoxicating smell of her wet pussy and sweat makes me go crazy.

I put my tongue in, the taste of her sweet pussy juice and salty sweat overwhelm my taste buds. I am slurping and licking her pussy clean like a possessed, my hands busy groping and getting a feel of her tight booty. I shove my finger in her asshole, fingering it to loosen for anal sex. She grabs my head again while grinding her pussy all over my face, smearing my face wet. No matter what act she puts on, once she gets horny she becomes a siren who stops at nothing.

“AHH AH AHHH AH FUCK IT. YOU ARE MAKING ME TOO HOT, F-FUCK! FUCK ME ALREADY YOU SHIT AHHH…..” I pull out my tongue and start fingering her hard and fast, I can see her pussy tightening around my finger. I use another hand to pinch her erected clit until she starts convulsing and cum gushing out, painting my face. I immediately latch on her pussy, a flood of her nectar making it sweet all the way in my food pipe. Be it milk or cum, everything about her is sweet. I suck and lick her pussy clean before french kissing her lower lips once again.

“Mmm, you are still so sweet Jimin. You are still fucking delicious after all this year!” I look at her face, that needy horny expression used to make me crazy back then. Her hands on my shoulder supported her body, still convulsing and knees inward. “I have given you your due Jimin, now pay me back mine!” She flinch, the fact I still followed our custom of making her cum before I can fuck her makes her expression soft, almost sad.

“I don't need your sympathy Jimin.” I say before going behind her swiftly to hide my face between the cave of her bubble butt. The faint smell of shit coming from her asshole. She still doesn't wet wipe her ass. “I-IT'S DIRTY DOWN THERE, S-STOP!” She tries to stop me but like before I replies, “I am enough to make you clean mommy!” Her hands grab my head yet again, caressing my hair almost like she acknowledges the fact I am still down bad for her like I was since day one. With my tongue and big licking I clean her asshole up, if it's Jimin's then I don't care about anything else.

I choke her neck, tight but not painful, then guide her to the Gyno Chair. I promptly made her sit on it, spread her legs apart and put them on the leg rests. Her peach shaped glistening brown labia and pink pussy hole in front of me once again. Remind me how she used to spread her legs for me, every single damn day. I tighten the strap around her legs, making sure she can't move. Then I go for her hands. “Just how many did you fuck on this chair? Your preparation looks quite elaborate.”

“THAT'S THE POINT JIMIN!” I hiss at her, “I have fucked so many bitch on this chair but nobody feel just right like you! You have broken me, you kept fucking me to the point that I can't fuck anyone else like you!” I pull the strap tightly around her wrist before I finish my words, above her head. Now her body properly secured for through fucking. She looks at me with her puppy eyes, lips locked. The anticipation of pussy invasion and lust sparkling in those eyes.

I don't wait anymore. I start rubbing her slits with my 6 inch cock, “Here I go!” and shove it all the way in. Her tummy arch forward but can't move much for the contraption. “AAAHH FUCK, TAKE IT SLOW!” I am all the way in, after 5 years I am back in her pussy, the pussy that rightfully belonged to me before that motherfucking bastard Park stole it. I pull out all the way except leaving the tip in. “SHUT UP YOU BETRAYING CUNT!” I shove with all my might, the tip is hitting her womb for good!

“ARGH, I-I AM NOT HERE F-FOR OLD STORY! W-WE B-BOTH KNOW I-I DIDN'T BETRAY Y-YOU! FUUUCK S-SLOW DOWN AAHH AAAAHH….” I am busy fucking her fast, as if to make up for the 5 years I have spent without her. She is feeling it hard, thanks to her cumming a little while ago. I go in for another kiss, I grab her head with one hand while the other is busy choking her. My tongue is busy tasting my Jimin, our tongue entangling like the very first kiss we shared.

I attack her boobs next, sucking the milk of one while the other is auto lactating, spurting with each of my thrust, drenching both her and me. Her pussy is clenching around my cock, her hands and legs are twisting to get out of the straps. “I-IT'S T-TOO MUCH, NNGG NNGG AUGG STOP G-GO SLOW AAAHH….” She is still protesting, how dare she! I grab and muffle her mouth with both and start slamming her pussy with all my might, bucking my hips like a piston going blurry.

MMPH MMFPH MMF MMP MMPH MPFH

Her muffled scream, milk squirting boobs, squirming body and squeezing pussy makes me so hot after a long time. A few more powerful thrusts and I can't hold back anymore, my balls clench painfully while I thrust as deep as I can to flood her womb with my cum. Making sure most of my cum goes in and coats her egg to make her pregnant once again.

I let go of her mouth, “ARGH ARGUGH HUHH AHH HAH...” She is moaning and gasping painfully from my rough thrusting. I lean on her, my head resting between the milky river of her wet boobs, tired. Getting her back after so long made me too agitated, so I ended up pushing myself into her too hard. My semen leaking out around her pussy, my cock still buried in her. I pull out, cum start gurgling out her lower lips. Blobs after blobs, I have cum so much into her, nothing stopping her from getting pregnant.

We both are busy catching our breaths. My hands auto wander to her face and boobs, getting a feel of my love Jimin. Feeling so satisfied fucking her again. Soon enough she regains her composure and says “O-Ok, we are done. Untie me.” She shakes her hands and legs to get my attention. I look at her like how a hunter looks at its hunt. Her creampied hole, sweaty, sexy naked body and fuck me nervous expression shows how vulnerable she is.

I laugh at her mockingly. I scoop a finger worth of my cum from her pussy and put it into her mouth, she sucks having no other option. “What’s the rush queen? We have just started the party.” I painfully claw her jaw, spit a big lump into her open mouth to give her a hint of what's coming next. “N-NO, you said you will impregnate me, like last time. That's it, I t-told you I am not here for pleasure!” I pinch and pull her nipples painfully, milk drenching my finger, “Shut the fuck up you fucking sow, I’ll fuck you until you can't stand straight. I’ll have my fill for your love tormenting me for the past 5 years!”

Yes, little Park is my bastard son. That prick Park never bred her in the first place. Rather, her family blackmailed him into this strategic marriage. Luring him into a one night stand and then forcing her to marry him for their benefits. I couldn't keep her to me, couldn’t save our love, not when I was nothing but a nameless, middle class, broke medical student. I had no value to her family, she abandoned me for her parents and that damn Park stole her from me. FUCK THESE DAMN HIGH SOCIETY BASTARDS, ALL OF THEM!

Back to the present, she is protesting to have sex any longer, I knew she would say something like that. This heartless bitch fucked me for one last time, making sure she gets pregnant and then got married. Never even broke up with me, but left me broken. Now she is back again, willingly. Why? A quick digging up and I found Park has dozens of mistresses and he actually loves no woman, but only their pussies. He is a cruel, ruthless criminal with an underworld connection.

Poor Jimin was afraid to have his baby. Meanwhile she already gave birth to my son, so she called me again all this year later to get bred. So I’ll grant her wish fucking her so much that she will start craving me once again, she must have to. Getting a second chance to have her as mine, I am not going to waste it. She will be mine, she has to be mine, I will make her mine, I will destroy everything if needed for that. I'll have this pussy for me everyday like I always had.

So I set my cock on her entrance again, ready to plunge in the depth of my desire. My eyes lock her, my lips lock her, my hip buck forward, my cock back into where it belongs and the rigorous motion of humping begins once again. Her muffled whisper and short breath encircled by my own mouth matching the rhythm of my cock pumping her pussy full of my seed.

Again and again, her shivering body and whimpering mouth from cumming makes me only hornier. I don't stop, even when she is riding her orgasm, making her eyes go white. Her boobs don't stop drenching both of us in our tight embrace. My cock now pumping out my very own cum out of her pussy. A wet, squelching sound of air escaping her pussy with every thrust engulfed the entirety of the chamber.

After a good 20 min of non stop pussy pumping and turning Jimin into a milk sogging, pussy squirting, body shaking, breath hitching mommy mess; I end up cumming again. I shove my cock ball deep and make sure every single drop of my cum fills her baby hole while her body squirms from overstimulation. I pull out, blob after blobs of my cum coming out of her breathing sore pussy, mixed with her own juice. “You are looking so exquisite! Just like you always did.” I whisper in her powerless ear, she just looking at me with lost eyes.

I open her leg straps, her limp legs just fall down like lead. Same goes for hands, she has zero ounce of energy left to move. I scoop her thoroughly used body in my embrace and safely put her on the bed next to the chair. I flip her over, her milking boob making the bed sheet wet. Her plump white ass invited me for more. Though she doesn't want to accept it. “Please, now let me go. It's getting late!” She begs weakly but I am not the one to listen. I slap both of her booty a few times, leaving a stark red print of hand.

Jimin hides her face against the pillow, muffling herself. “Shut up, I'll have the entirety of you no matter what.” I take some lube I prepared early and start applying it around and inside her asshole with my finger. She moans softly, getting aroused further. Then I smear my cock with a lot of lube to make sure she doesn't get hurt. Then I start rubbing my cock against her pink asshole. After a few moments of anticipation I guide the tip at her entrance and start pushing.

Her ass used to be tight when she was my plaything. But now it's so loose, clearly her delicious booty get fucked often. “What the fuck Jimin, doesn't that shit Park fuck your pussy?” I am now ball deep in her rectum, took a few hard thrust to get here. Jimin doesn't answer, she is biting the pillow now. Her hands going white cause how tightly she has gripped the pillow. “What a waste of this fine ass.” I slap her again, her body shakes from it. “You know it's so hard to get such a fine ass often.”

The furnace hot embrace of her ass makes me hard again. The viagra I took an hour before she arrived working like a charm. I pull mostly leaving my mushroom head in her butt and slam back. “AAACK OH AHH ARGH AHHN NNGH STOP PLEASE STOP THIS ARGGGH…” She cries out while keeping her bite on the pillow. I am having the time of my life claiming her ass once again, but at the price of her agonizing pain. The lube did make it slippery but no amount of lube can make anal fuck painless.

With every thrust her ass is getting stretched to it's limit. My crotch slapping her meaty bouncy ass loudly, the pleasant sound echoing around us. I am driving my hip like possessed, her deep voiced cry is only getting hoarse. I grab her tits and put my torso weight on my forearm, like an endless fountain she has drenched the entire bed under her boobs. My crotch is getting bounced back hitting her elastic butt. Oh how badly I missed pounding my Jimin's ass to oblivion!

After 10 min of nonstop invasion into Jimin's arse I start to feel like cumming again. She has started to feel like back in the days. I have flipped her over, her milking boobs are again making a mess soaking us both. My hand is now choking her neck, forcing a kiss with her whimpering mouth. The sweet smell of mommy milk is hovering in the air. My cock isn't stopping like it has its own mind. Jimin is now pissing herself with every thrust, soaking her and me with her yellow smelly waste.

Her orgasm hits her like a truck as she arches her back in the air, the sweet liquor of her pussy spurt out like a water jet. Milk, piss and cum combined with our sweating body entangled in this skin to skin position have made it such a steamy hot sex. I feel like cumming, but don't want to waste my baby making seeds. So I pull out and once again enter her pussy. I grab behind Jimin's head with both hands, then pull her head up close to my face. She is now sitting on my lap, my cock completely buried in her baby hole.

I am holding her head close to me like how kids hold a barbie doll. Her eyes upturned, mouth agape, breath shallow and hands gone limp again. Her tiny pretty face is now completely under my dominance. Her pussy clenching around my cock with every slow and short upward thrust, she is still orgasming hard. She has completely lost herself in lust and sex, panting from overstimulation. Her messy hair sticking on her sweaty face, I always loved when she looked like this. So lovely, so warm, so wet!

I go in for a kiss, sucking her tongue like a lollipop. Now I am thrusting slowly, trying to prolong this final session as long as I can. If only, if only I could fuck her like this for eternity! I stop sucking, my cock going ever so slowly into her like it's non existent. At last Jimin's eyes are back, looking at me eye to eye so intently. Our hot, short breath is mixing together in a harmony of longing and lust. “YOU ARE LOOKING SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!” I don't waste my chance to flirt with her.

I have force fucked hundreds of woman beside her. Being Park's wife she had her fair share of intercourse with many men, being gifted around for his monetary gain. But no women or men can satisfy us the way we can satisfy each other. After this evening, we have both found what we lost 5 years ago. That is we are meant to be each other's, we are far apart now but deep inside we are one! Like now, just how we are together connected with my cock plunged in her pussy.

“FUCKGH! You have bred me so hard!” She gasps for air, her sweaty face making me feel so horny again. “Even after a gangbang I didn't feel this spent, fuck you aaaahh!” She moan softly as she is trembling from getting fucked so hard for so long. “GANGBANG? What the hell Jimin, how many?” I asked her, surprised. I bury my face between her shoulder and face to give her long neck some well earned peck.

“12 honey…” She takes a short break to recally, “Park had a private party a year ago where he gifted me to foreign investors. They fucked me all night… Filled all my holes at the same time, but it still didn't feel as good as yours!” Ironically, her family wanted to give her some queen-like life, blackmailing a man who is richer than them just for their baby girl to get used like a cheap whore. Her parents must be very proud knowing their girl gets gangbanged, legally by the whim of her own husband.

I should be happy though, she is getting punished for her betrayal. But I can't, I am still so soft and caring for her. “Did it hurt too much?” I nudge my nose with hers, my forehead touching her, my hands cupping her face, my cock pistoning smoothly in her pussy. “I couldn't walk around for a week. Can't be helped taking two cocks in my pussy at the same time!” She smirks; it's full of humiliation, pain and a sense of guilt mixed with pleasure. “So you are now a slut huh?” I throw the humiliation to see what's in her mind.

“I am a mom first then a wife. Every moms are fucked somehow, it's just I come in a colorful package thanks to Park.” She is now riding my girth, her hands around my shoulder, her boobs jumping and slapping my face. “What a roundabout way to say you are a whore now!” I grab her ass cheeks and carry her weight, helping her spent body to ride me easily. “Says the doctor who rapes his patients. You have become a monster.” She spit on my face in a poor attempt at fighting back. I chuckle painfully, “We both have gotten corrupted. We lost our way when we lost each other!”

A sigh leaves her, with a lost kitty expression she presses her boobs on my face, sandwiching my nose and eyes between her warm cleavage. It's almost like trying to hide her regrets and pain of losing me. Both of my hands go for the back of her head. I move forward and gently put Jimin on her back. My hands holding her hip as I start pumping my cock with full force into her pussy one last time. She cries out, moaning so loudly like going to make me deaf. I rest my face between her boobs, her milk washing my face with each thrust.

“Give me some milk mommy, my throat got all dry,” I tease Jimin for some hydration with a baby voice. She is just busy moaning and doesn't reply to me but her hands obediently gather both of her nipples and press them together, inviting me to suck both at the same time. I lean forward, grab both boobies and start sucking both nipples at the same time. My mouth is getting overflowed with milks from both udders at the same time, I am literally struggling to gulp down all of it. As a result it's leaking out my mouth and soaking her further.

I have been edging myself for too long. My cock is throbbing too much to release. I let go of her boobs and hold her face, my lips locked in a hungry kiss as my hips go blur once again. “NNGH ANNGH ANGH NNGH AGGH AUGH NNUGH…” Jimin’s muffled struggling moan breaks my prostate dam as the river of my semen starts flooding her baby lake. Her already sticky pussy from previous creampies gets a new layer of cream as her pussy muffin is at last completely creampied. I pull out, cum start leaking out her holes, albeit not as thick as before.

I fell down on her heaving chest. Her sprawled out mommy titis are spurting milk with each and every convulse from her body. She is orgasming again, apparently my enthusiastic or rather crazy humping has pushed her over the edge again. Who knows how long we lied while curling each other. Jimin's head hiding in my chest, my now limp cock resting between her thigh gap. It's Jimin who breaks the silence, “I have to go now. It's getting pretty late. My boy must have gotten hungry.”

“Sigh, a betrayer of a lover, an overused bitch and a caring mom. You are an enigma Jimin.” I reversed our position, now she is on top of me, my cock still getting kissed by her pussy lips. I embrace her tightly, “Yet I don't want to let go of you. Please don't go, don't leave me alone again!” The plea in my voice is clear, I hate to show my weakness yet I can't hide my affection, the eternal longing for my one and only true love. “Don't make it harder for me. I must go.”

Jimin starts smooching my face all over, as if to make up for the absence of her in my life. My eyes, my lip, my nose; she doesn't leave any place empty. My cock, thanks to Viagra, started getting hard again. I am again humping my cock between her thigh, ready to fuck her again. Jimin's mouth go agape with surprise, “WHAT THE FUCK, HOW ARE YOU SO HARD AGAIN?” I smirk, “Let's do it again baby!” I tease her. “NO NO NO NO WAY, my boy waiting for his mom!”

Jimin gets up, wobbly from her breeding session. Her petite frame stumbles as she is struggling to stand still from sore holes. She strides on the floor and goes to collect her dresses and saliva soaked undies from the ground. My cum is visibly dripping out her pussy and going down her thighs. Her milky white cunty body, ample milk filled udders and bouncy supple ass shows why she is the best fuck out there. My sorry cock rise up again, my body want to fuck my Jimin yet again. I stood up and went to help her.

Jimin takes some tissues from the corner and starts wiping herself. She starts with her sweat and saliva filled face, then focuses her milk soaked torso and boobs. I give her a hand, start wiping her pussy and butt hole painted with my cum. Jimin stands patiently, it was one of our old rituals. It was always me who had to wipe her holes clean or else she would not dress up and sit naked with a pout on her face. So I gently cleaned her up, my cock throbbing once again.

“You are all cleaned up Jimin. Now clean me down there!” I point her to my crotch, my cock is still dirty and back to full erection. “I-its getting late, I can't do it anymore!” She begs, her face shows the honest inability of her situation. “Just blow it clean, just a few minutes.” I insist and push her down on her knees. She can hardly resist with her weak, almost limping body. I start rubbing my cock around her lips, a few hits around her face to tease her. “JUST LET ME SUCK ALREADY DAMN!” She gives me a warning glare.

How dare she be bitching with me! Getting angry I shove my cock all in reaching her throat. Forget blowjob, it's about time I facefuck this betrayer. Deepthroating never felt this good as I am making Jimin gag and choke on my length. Forget some cleaning, it's me who shall rearrange her glute with my brute cock. I got deluded from having sex with her after so long, but I really need to punish her for the past 5 years.

My cock fucking her glute now, her long neck bulging under my light grip. Her face is contorted, her breath getting ragged but the final act of her humiliation has to be more agonizing than this. I start choking her throat, making it clench around my invading cock. She tries to pull out, but I start slamming even deeper in her throat. In an attempt to breath she widen her mouth, now it's a sloppy face fuck as saliva and snot dripping on the floor together. Her eyes bulging, hands pushing on my thigh, but to no avail.

“ACK ACKKK AUGHH AGHH ACKGH AGH AGHKK ACK AUUGH SUGH ACK…” The painful sound escaping her mouth only getting hoarser after 5 min of relentless facefuck. I am pulling out to give her some air just to stuff all the way in again. Her boobs are spraying milk as expected, drenching my leg with each agonizing thrust. Her eyes watering and bulging out. Suits her, suits this sweet talking, pretty faced betrayer. “Take it down your lie spouting gullet for fucking around bitch!” I break the silence with my trash talk.

Suddenly the door behind me opens up, I look back over my shoulder and see nobody. I turn further and see our little Park standing there. Poor boy was sucking on a lollipop but now his mouth is open wide, hand going white as he is clenching the stick. He is visibly puzzled seeing how his mommy is busy sucking his daddy or rather doctor uncle’s pee pee while being completely naked. Any other parents would scramble to get dressed or hide their modesty. Unfortunately his dad is a nasty fucker so his mama getting forced to suck daddy cock is something he got to enjoy.

Jimin tries to pull out, her face pleading to stop this shameless orchestra but I press her head completely on my cock, my entire length is now into her throat and gullet. “Umma doin… waat?” Puzzled Park starts walking to his mom who is choking and retching, getting impaled by dad’s cock. “What are you doing here son? Where is your auntie Eunha?” I ask him, my hands keep Jimin’s head stable as I am busy face fucking her head with short but powerful thrusts. “AUGH AGHH ARGH AUGG AUGH AGHHH…” Jimin’s eyes close shut to escape such shame, mouth struggling with gag reflex.

That's good for nothing bitch Eunha, can't even handle a child for a few hours! Whatever, I am not stopping my sex for even my parents so my bastard son can wait. I pull out, letting Jimin answer her son. “AUGHH HAAA AH HAA HA… GO AWAY PARK… Umma is getting a little surgery and my throat hurts so appa I mean doctor uncle is injecting medicine down umma's throat go aw…” In one breathless breath she tries to convince park to go away. But I don't have time for such foolery, so down mommy Jimin’s throat I go!

Little Park is now sucking his lollipop copying the motion of my cock. Imitating how her mommy sucking daddy's lollipop. Jimin’s eyes tearing up seeing her boy losing his innocence, she is slapping my thigh and in her last attempt clench my balls to make me stop. “Ok ok, let's wrap it up.” I assure her and then start choking her neck like before, increasing the pressure around my cock. Then I give some all out all in thrust and end up cumming deep in her mouth. Jimin has no option but to drink all of it. Her eyes lock mine, her mouth obscenely bulged with my cock in it.

Little Park got hungry, him trying to drink mommy's spraying milk shows it clearly. Once I stop the hump, he sits between my legs and latch on mommy’s left areola, suckling like nothing happened. Jimin's hand presses her boy's head on her mommy udder in an attempt to stop him from seeing anything, her eyes locked with mine, pleading to me to do something about it. “If I pull out now then he will ask you to suck him later. Let Eunha come and take him, I am sure she is searching for Park.” I assure Jimin, my hand caressing her abused hoe head that sucked a lot of men so far.

Thinking about it, how my lover is sucking my milk while her son is sucking her milk makes me feel so hot. This is such a twisted family reunion. In my last act of humiliation, I try to open my bladder and try to piss straight down her food pipe, but it's taking an effort as I have just cummed. Jimin's eyes go wild, she is again glaring at me but with a frantic expression. “What? I can't keep it in anymore. Drink all of it or Park getting showered with daddy piss!” And this time I can open my bladder easily. My hot, yellowish, dehydrated from physical activity and smelly piss with semen mixed in it straight going down her food pipe.

Jimin's trying her best to drink my piss despite having a disgusted face. I grab her head and jaw to keep her head steady. Thinking how Park getting showered with piss won't turn out to be good, I am trying to piss slowly. My hip slowly pumps her mouth to enjoy some extra stimulation. Eunha suddenly appears from who knows where and immediately bow down saying, “I am sorry master… sir, an emergency patient came so I left him at my chamber. Came 5 min later and he was gone. I didn't think he would come back for his mom. Sorry for interrupting your intimacy sir!” She quickly pulls Park and lifts him up, “Let's go boy, I’ll let you suck mine,” and immediately leaves the room.

I let go all together, now piss starts gushing out her mouth and nose as she starts coughing violently. I pull out, letting her breath some badly needed air. “Y-YOU BASTARD AUGH AGGH AUGHH…” She tries to vomit but I choke her, “It’s your punishment for betrayal bitch. Throw up and I’ll lock you up for a week and rape you every day!” She looks at me with helpless tearing eyes, her lips trembling with an influx of emotion. I grab a fistful of her hair and yank her head back, “I love you and that's why letting you go. Or else…” I loudly slap her boobs a few times, leaving a few red marks around.

I threw her head back. I didn't notice early but she actually orgasmed and pissed herself when little Park was sucking her, maybe when I started to piss. Now she is sitting on her own piss, helpless and clueless on what to do. First I fucked her badly, tortured her on physical and mental level and now she can't even dress up getting soaked in piss. I collect her limp body and take her to the shower hidden behind this room and tell her to clean up. With a weird look she sees me, unable to understand how I can care for her and want to destroy her so much at the same time!

It takes Jimin 20 min or so to clean herself taking a shower. I mostly use that hidden bath to clean myself after taking special care of my patients. She calmly dresses herself, then goes out to my chamber and puts some light makeup on her face. She brought the hair dryer I had in the bath with her, using it to dry her hair. “Bring little Park here, I am going now.” Her face is cold and voice stoic as if nothing happened. What a drama queen! I lean and try to touch her cheek but she smacks it away. “YOUR CHECKUP IS OVER! Now I am just your patient and nothing else.”

“Heh, look at you acting so tough. Even a moment ago…” I can't finish, she stands and looks at me eyes to eyes, “That's our last. Do you really think I'll be back for more? I can have any number of men as I wish!” She looks stern, but the little tremble in her eyes tells me she doesn't mean it, she doesn't want to mean it. “Come back to me, my love! If you can have my childs, then those childs deserve their dad!” She scoffs, “Come back to YOU? A freaking doctor who rape his senseless patients?”

“You are no better YOU WORTHLESS BITCH!” I shout and squeeze her free hand, it goes white under my pressure. Her eyes tremble further, almost a droplet of water forming at the corner of those beady eyes. “At least I had no choice in anything! You? You do it willingly!” She hisses back with a low deep tone. “You had no choice? Bitch you FUCKING BETRAYED ME! You are getting used like a toy for that. I am… I am just lost without you!” I can't clearly tell her that once I lost her, I had no interest in any more relationships. My patients, my playthings are just a merry distraction!

A distraction from the pain that… that she isn't mine! That I can't see my son, that I could have a loving family… that… that they robbed me off. Now we are both broken! I let go of her hand. She put the dryer on my table and took a glimpse of herself in the decorational mirror I had in one corner. “Jimin, you aren't any better than me. Let's agree on that.” She doesn't look at me, ignoring me on purpose. “Divorce Park, I have connections in high places now. We can have our son's custody. Let's start ov…”

Suddenly Eunha came in as I pressed the bell early to summon her. Little Park holding her hand. His other hand grabbed a small box of candies, chewing one. “I am sorry again for before sir. Here is your… Madame Park's son. Please have a safe trip back home.” Jimin's jaw clenched and eyes burning, she looks at me furiously, “Why don't you broadcast it on TV already? Just ruin everything and everyone!” I answer her nonchalantly, “Eunha is my obedient slave. Don't worry, she doesn't betray like a certain someone.” Jimin rolls her eyes and snatches Park's hand from Eunha.

Before she gets out of my chamber swaying that ample ass and tiny waist, grabbing our son's hand, I ask her, “And your answer?” Jimin stops, stays still for a moment and then shows me her middle finger! How dare she… Then she leaves, my love leaves like how she came a few hours ago. Today is the happiest I have been in the last 5 years. Little Park waved his hand unlike his mom though, even a fucker like me felt happiness seeing his son's small hand waving at him.

I look at them from above, it's evening already, the crimson blue dawn sky whistling the end of the day. A girl wearing a luxurious black designer suit, shorter than Jimin in height, has come in a different car. That's Ning Yizhou, bastard Park's secretary and personal cumdump. That shorty bitch knows Park's every secret and is among the most trusted. Basically like my Eunha here, ready to do anything for her master's whim. Except Ning is tougher, stronger and sharper. With a stern look she opens the car door and asks Jimin to get in. More like an order, Jimin silently obliges. As if Ning has more authority than her.

Ning also looks up at my chamber, though she can't see me through this one sided glass. I lick my lips, Ning do looks fucking delicious! Damn, if anything Park got taste in choosing perfect hoes to fuck. Ning gets in the driver's seat and they leave. I sigh, it's exhausting that I can't keep Jimin to me now. But at least I have got what I wanted. The confirmation that Jimin still loves me, wants me, craves me, dreams about me. I know, her eyes and subtle expressions cleared it all up. And as long as Jimin wants, I can win the upcoming war I am going to wage.

You just wait for it, you damn Park! Everything you own, be it your fortune or your womans, WILL BE MINE! “Your chemistry with madam is so dramatic master. You both care about each other but still act like…” I grab Eunha's mouth and squeeze it, “Why did you let my son come inside?” “I didn't master, trust…” I clench harder, “Drop the act whore! Jimin didn't like it a bit. Why?” Eunha's eyes sparkled with sultriness, “I wanted to come and see how you two were enjoying it master. I felt so horny…” Sigh, while it's true this bitch is my most loyal, it's also a pain that she only understands sex and nothing else.

“Do you want it that bad, you cheap slut? Huh? Should your master just open a glory hole for you in the patient waiting room?” I tease her, my hands are busy slapping her face and busty boobies over her apron. “Yes master, yes, please! A glory hole would help when you are busy with others! This cumdump had a hard time waiting for your cock… You saved so much cum for madame these weeks… I can't wait anymore master! Please, fucking kill me!” Her tongue lolling, asking to get abused like the worthless slut she is!

The Viagra effect in my body still has an hour left of action. I put two fingers in her mouth and my other hand choked her, “Get on your four you onahole. Your master wants some meaty pussy and fatty ass message for his cock.” Eunha doesn't waste time and immediately gets on her four on the sofa at the other side of the room. I lock the door, then get behind her. She can't even touch a dildo without my permission, she is that well trained. She didn't get fucked by anything for a while, poor bitch! So let's end her agony. I bury my cock in her big ass in one go, her painful moan is something that lifts my mood anytime, anywhere.

Half an hour later Eunha is panting, I have dumped my cum on her face, titfucking those big milkers. If only she could produce milk like Jimin… I should have titfuck Jimin when I had the chance. Damn, I shove my cock back in Eunha's meaty pussy once more, humping to get another erection.

Yes, I am going to make Jimin mine. Ning Yizhou, you will spill all of Park's secrets soon. I'll fuck all of it out of you. But for now my trusted slave Eunha should suffice. What an optimistic evening it is!

END... Fuck you until next time 🖕

(And don't forget about Ning's smut idea! What, Where and When Secretary / Cumdump Ning should get fucked?)

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The Al-Ghul dinner

Except it’s just different members of the Batfam with more and more who continue to show up and everyone is just sitting there staring at each other in silence

Damian shows up first because he wants to spend some time with his mother and grandfather every once in a while and Bruce can’t stop him. He does this once every one two weeks or so.

Jason shows up next. And he’s just looking at Damian sitting there. Neither of them say a word because they are both here for the same reason and Jason also does this like once a month so the’ve crossed paths before

Tim is here spying on some shit and Ra’s when he notices them and one thing lead to another and he gets dragged into this either by getting noticed and his siblings dragging him into this or he just decided why not and walk in and joins willingly. Surprisingly it’s not his first time here cause he spies on them often and somehow usually ends up like this. He spends a good portion of this bickering with Ra’s but it’s more mild annoying than actually hatred.

Then an hour later Bruce motherfucking Batman shows up and sees about three of his children sitting there eating like everything is completely normal and they see him and everyone just freezes. After a moment he takes a seat because he is also here to apparently have something like a dinner date but not quite with Talia and he trained here and it wasn’t so bad so he kinda likes Ra’s when he isn’t trying to take over Gotham. He is here atleast twice every year or sometimes just with Talia.

No one knows when Cass shows up but she does. Also Lady shiva is there. And they are both sitting across from each other and having a perfectly civil conversation because Cass loves Bruce but also she’s okay with spending some time with her mother like this instead of sword fights. Also she knew that this is where almost everyone would be and she didn’t want to miss out.

Now everyone is looking at each other but no one is asking about it because that would mean having to explain why they are here too.

Talia is just sitting there knowingly and acting perfectly composed and Ra’s is more silent but not really caring and also acting like this is normal.

Talia: Oh dear Jason it’s so good to see you but you should really call more and Timothy I appreciate you showing up but please refrain from destroying anything. It is always such a hassle to put it back before our next plans. Also Damian you look like you lost some weight. Beloved are you not feeding him enough?

Everyone else: Staring at each other wondering how the fuck they ended up like this.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hi, I really liked it and I thought the maidenless board game club headcanons were really fun, I don't know if you've done it for any other club, but if not, I'd like to ask if you could do it for the basketball club if it were possible, it's the club that has some of my favorite characters and I would really like to read :)

[Maidenless Board Game Club headcanons here!]

asdyugagsodoefa Thank you, I'm glad you liked those original headcanons 😅 That post is actually a bunch of ideas I cooked up while talking with a friend. We also talk about the Basketball Club a lot, so here's a compilation of those too. It should be noted that I do not intend to complete this prompt for all of the characters; I'm only posting the Basketball Club content because I happen to have them on hand. Any and all mentions of the reader are meant to be gender neutral; gendered terms may still appear in these headcanons, but never in reference to the reader.

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Ace tries to claim his stake as the "cool guy" of the team by bragging about his ex to the older players + acting like some dating god and advice dispenser. They seem none too impressed by him, with some of them (including Floyd) dunking on him for being ganged up on and scolded by a bunch of girls.

He swears to his club mates he can bag someone, he just thinks dating’s way too much trouble so he’s fine by himself, thank you very much! It’s Ace obviously scrambling to salvage his pride and reputation among his peers. (No one believes him.)

During the move-in week to NRC, Ace was out in Foothill Town to buy school supplies. He saw Jamil in casual wear and mistook him as a mature onee-san so he catcalled him. Ace rambled on for a while before Jamil cut him off by informing him that he is a man. This shocked and embarrassed Ace so much that he shut up and scurried away, thankful that the chances of running into Jamil again are slim... until he sees the exact same guy at the Basketball Team tryouts.

Ace has too much pride to back out now, but he also deeply fears that Jamil will obliterate him by sharing their first interaction with the team. Whenever Jamil smirks, Ace gets a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach and dreads what Jamil will say next. It could be the end of his social life at school! (It’s dangled over Ace’s head as collateral to get him to behave; if Ace acts out, Jamil will start to tell the story as a warning.)

If Ace spots a cute spectator at their games, he’ll wink at them, then call out and dedicate his next shot to them. (Bro proceeds to completely whiff the throw; the ball bounces off the rim of the hoop.)

He feels insecure about his masculinity, especially when put next to his senpai who get a lot more attention than he does. Ace tries to mooch off their popularity by claiming he’s a lot closer to them than he actually is or by playing up the role of being “the cute one”, only to be humiliated by Floyd or Jamil’s jeers. “Mmm? Isn’t Crabby the one who called me ‘the worst’ the other day?” / “… ‘Cute’? You? Don’t make me laugh. You’re anything but.”)

Attracts a decent amount of romantic attention (which Ace loudly complains about) but never commits to actively pursuing any relationship in the long term. No one seems to hold his interest long enough--and besides, Floyd's not lookin' to be tied down.

When asked “why do you like them?” or “why are you with them?” Floyd usually responds with a shrug or an answer that’s not too well thought out like, “Uh, cuz they told me they were into me?” or, “I dunno, just felt like it today.”

Frequently pisses potential partners off due to his attitude. Floyd can be fun but he flakes very often, saying he’ll be there one day and then cancelling like an hour before the date. He’s never consistent with anything, and that tests patiences.

Also commits the sin of ghosting people once he loses interest or he feels they’re being too needy. Ace calls him a bastard for that, but Floyd shoots back by reminding Ace he did this to HIS ex too.

There was an incident in which his S/O of like... one weekend's worth of time saw Jade in public and approached him, thinking it was Floyd. Jade did not recognize them but played along just to have fun. The S/O was so offended they stormed off and broke up with Floyd via text. He wasn't bothered at all; he and Jade shared a laugh about it. ("You're equally awful," Jamil had chided them.)

Casually and shamelessly talks about his escapades. Doesn’t care to be tactful with his wording, lays it all out there. Ace is super invested in the gossip whereas Jamil makes it clear he’s disgusted by this use of their club time.

Single because he is legitimately way too busy with school, caring for Kalim, etc. to even entertain the idea of a relationship. Doesn’t need that extra stress right now.

Najma calls him “forever alone” to her friends and jokingly acts all disgusted whenever he acts slightly shy or affectionate towards someone. “Oh my gosh, Jamil…! Are you crushing on them?!” she teases him. “Wow, I never thought I’d see the day where you’d be all lovey-dovey…” Since that first incident, Jamil had vowed to himself to never allow his sister see him in such a vulnerable state.

Due to his flat voice and placid face, Jamil is aware he can come off as cold or disinterested. He makes sure to smile a little and to brighten up his tone when speaking with someone he wants to make a good first impression with--but he's also careful never to get too close, to be too familiar. He must keep polite and professional at all times, lest he bring shame upon his name--or the Asims' name.

Jamil has somehow settled into the position of the "team mom" (not by choice, but due to necessity; who else is going to round up all these idiots?). He's the one bringing snacks, reminding the team to behave and to stay hydrated, tending to injuries with his first aid kit, etc. Ace sometimes makes fun of this and claims "no one wants a second parent for a boyfriend", to which Jamil just rolls his eyes and tells him to stop acting so childish.

The only one with some god damn common sense around here. Jamil listens to the callous way Floyd and Ace treated their exes and shakes his head, sighs, and tells them off. In his head, he talks himself up and claims he isn't so stupid as to make the same mistakes that they did if he were in their shoes. (... Yes, Jamil Viper is his OWN hype man for hypothetical romantic situations 😭)

HE’S SO REPRESSED, HOLY SHIT. Since he can’t feasibly go out and seek a relationship, Jamil settles for daydreams of a peaceful domestic life, traveling Twisted Wonderland together, and other adventures. He’d rather die than share any of these fantasies with his peers.