#a little something from my drafts｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈•ﾟ｡

[mncxbe]

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭...

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: work colleagues dynamic, mentions of onlyfans, needy Angel, voyeurism, masturbation, cum play♡

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who has never touched nor seen a naked woman in his entire life and keeps getting taunted by his fellow devil hunters "What do ya mean you've never been with a lady? You really don't know what you're missing."

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, whose colleagues introduce him to the concept of OnlyFans. He doesn't really see the point of it and doesn't feel any sort of interest or attraction towards the women there– at least not until he accidentally finds your profile.

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who recognizes your tattoo and know for sure that it's you, his sweet little patrol partner. he does't want to admit it at first but seeing you pose in such an indecent manner does things to him, his pants tightening at the sight of the pretty lingerie snugly wrapped around your soft curves

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who knows he's hooked and has no shame when he blatantly asks you to show him the real thing. "What'd you mean you wanna see the real thing?" you ask in confusion, glancing down at his phone screen. Angel simply shoves the phone in your face, pointing at the picture of you. "I wanna see you naked"

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who has some real motivation to do his job for the first time in years. you'd promised to strip for him if he caught the devil you were after and he did just that, happy to put in some work for his reward.

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who watches you with curious eyes as you pat the empty side of your bed, motioning him to sit beside you. you teasingly take off your uniform pants and he feels his face heat up at the sight of your bare legs.

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who almost drools when you lay down on the plush mattress with your legs spread in front of him, your glistening cunt on display for his hungry eyes. "It looks so pretty" he hums, his fingers ghosting a few centimeters above your skin. he doesn't want to risk accidentally draining your lifespan but fuck– he wished he had a pair of gloves so he could touch you

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who begs you to touch yourself for him and watches your tiny fingers rub circles on your clit, relishing the soft moans that spill for your lips. he gets hard when you push two digits inside, slowly stretching yourself open, your pussy glistening with slick

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who doesn't touch himself until you allow him to. he doesn't want to seem like a pervert. after all, this was supposed to be a little experiment to satisfy his curiosity and get his colleagues to stop teasing him– he didn't expect to get off to the sight of you pleasuring yourself

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who fists his cock in front of you as you pump your fingers in your needy cunt, his orgasm drawing closer as you tell him how much you wish he could touch you, how you wish it would've been his fingers inside you instead of yours– "Angel... fuck i need you t-to cum f'me too" you whine as you reach your high, your juices leaking on the mattres below and he cums on the spot at the pretty sight

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who shoots his load on your pussy, watching the creamy seed dribbling down your puffy clit and folds. he can clearly see your walls spasming as you come down from your high and blushes furiously when you gather some of the cum on your fingers and stuff it inside your cunt, whimpering his name softly

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who helps you clean up and brings you a glass of water, making you promise that you'd let him touch you next time— "I promise I'll be careful. I'll wear gloves just let me do it for you" he pleads and you can't bring yourself to say no to him

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 who uninstalls the OnlyFans app the moment he leaves your apartment. he doesn't need that stupid app now that he has you. the real you.

[yanderestarangel]

⸺ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

💌 hi angels, lorenzo here, I'm starting the blog this hiatus, I know I haven't made many requests and apologies to those who waited for the requests to be written, I have more than 84 drafts, but I have no motivation to post or write for now.

The blog isn't over, I'm just taking a break until my creativity returns, again I'm sorry about something and thanks to everyone who helped me, correcting my posts or giving me kind words, your affection and comments always made me feel good,there are a lot of great mk1 content writers here, you won't be missed much lol.

I'll be back when I feeling creative again, thank you guys for everything.

♡ HEADKANONS MK1 ♡

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 - "what are their favorite positions?" | tw: smut/nsfw headcanons, afab reader, male and female pronouns used in pet names, porn plot only

୨♡୧ | ultimate fem!characters headkanons from mk1 | sfw | tw: fluff, cute romance, afab reader, no pronouns used other than "you", mention of lingerie, mention of mommykink (but nothing explicit), sfw.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 - "how would they react to the pregnant reader?" | tw: pregnancy, afab anatomy, paternity mentioned, used "father/mother" to refer to the reader, mention of smut, fluff.

୨♡୧ | headkanons syzoth | reptile mk1 with s/o | tw: sfw and smut headcanons, afab reader, masculine and feminine pronouns used in pet names "good boy/good girl", breeding kink, vaginal sex.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 - trio liu kuei + friend!reader | sfw | tw: gn reader, sfw, headcanons in general, spoilers about mk1, platonic relationship, little angst.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | dark!trio liu kuei |"-how would they react to the reader, on another man's lap? do they have feelings for the reader." | tw: dark concept, yandere themes, violence, unhealthy jealousy, light smut, gn reader.

୨♡୧ | headkanons marturbation | johnny cage + tomas vrbada/smoke | tw: pet names, afab reader, masturbation.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio liu kuei | "how they reacted to a shy reader in bed?" + bonus: "how they act in bed?" | tw: afab anatomy, vaginal sex, smut.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio liu kuei | "how would they react to you saying you have daddykink?" | tw: smut, daddykink, afab reader.

୨♡୧ | headkanons syzoth | reptile mk1 with s/o | tw: sfw and smut headcanons, afab reader, masculine and feminine pronouns used in pet names "good boy/good girl", breeding kink, vaginal sex.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | smut edition + with all the men of mk | tw: smut, anal sex, vaginal sex, blowjob, thigh fetish, mutual masturbation, degradation, pet names, bdsm, blindfold sex, overstimulation, oral f!receives, afab anatomy, no pronouns used other than 'you'.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | lin kuei brothers | "what would it be like to f*ck on a rainy day with them?"| tw: somnophilia, oral sex f!re., blowjob, rough sex, slow sex, creampie, sex without a condom, vaginal sex, smut, porn plot, afab reader, no pronouns used besides "you".

୨♡୧ | headkaons mk1 | trio lin kuei | how would they react to cathing the reader masturbating | tw: afab anatomy, voyeurism, masturbation, no pronouns used other than "you", angst.

୨♡୧ | lin kuei brothers would react to a virgin reader | tw: fingering, afab anatomy, virgin reader, smut, nsfw, sub!reader, no pronouns used except 'you'.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | enemies to lovers | tw: smut, daddykink, afab anatomy, degradation, enemies to lovers context.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | halloween edition | dark smut | tw: smut, vaginal sex, afab anatomy, no pronouns used other than "you", m!masturbation, bloodkink, rough sex, degradation, stalking, small compliments, halloween themes, knife!play.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | if they were caught by you masturbsting and how each of them does | tw: M!masturbation, vaginal sex, erotic fantasy, smut, nsfw, dirty talk, afab anatomy.

୨♡୧ | worship cock | wotch the men of mk1 | tw: smut.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | theam reacting to what it would be like for you to wear a very small bikini that shows your breasts sticking out. | tw: afab anatomy, no pronouns used other than 'you', smut, nsfw, rough sex, pet names, degradation.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | what would a toxic relationship with them be like | TW: dark themes, toxic relationship, physical aggression, afab anatomy, stockholm syndrome, kidnapping, yandere themes, smut, nsfw. |

୨♡୧ | dark concept mk1 | reader entering their world | tw: yandere themes, dark themes, kidnapping, obsession, smut, afab anatomy, unhealthy jealousy, yandere!bi han, yandere!tomas, gn reader.

୨♡୧ | types of dick | mk1 version | tw: smut

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | m!overestimulation | tw: overstimulation, ball massage, blowjob, praise kink, pet names, dacryphilia, sub!bi han, sub!tomas, sub!kuai liang, gn reader.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | squirt fist time | tw: afab anatomy, use of vibrators, face fuck - in bi han - sex without a condom, squirting, degradation, no pronouns used other than "you", penetration, face sitting - in bi han -

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | how would they help you during your mestrual period | tw: bloodkink, primal sex, sex with a condom, sex during menstruation, afab reader, pet names,soft!bi han, size kink, vaginal sex, no pronouns used other than "you", smut, porn plot only, sex during the menstrual period, mention of blood ( duh )

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | what would it be like to have a porn channel with them | TW: daddykink,sizekink, sub!reader, blowjob, v!sex, gunkink, bdsm, exhibitionism, voyeurism, afab anatomy, sex without a condom, porn plot, anal sex, use of vibrator, use of plugs, sex toys, no pronouns used other than " you."

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | big brother syzoth | sfw | tw: some angst, grief mentioned, mk1 canon story spoilers, sfw in general.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | ​​​​​​competition for your love | tw: rivalry, afab reader, smut in the final cut, foursome, blowjob, v!sex, anal!sex.

୨♡୧ | — 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐊1 | 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐔𝐄𝐈 | "𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌?" | 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | TW : afab anatomy, pet names, degradation, rough sex, extreme sex, v!sex, possessive sex, toxic relationship, exhibitionism.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | praise kink + sub concept | TW: praise kink, degradation, sub!trio lin kuei, v!sex, spanking, pet names, daddykink/mommykink, afab reader, bi han has a succubus tattoo, objectification, exhibitionism, stimulation, overstimulation, extreme submission, dom!reader, smut, nsfw, blowjob, rope sex, semi public sex, no pronouns used other than "you".

୨♡୧| headkanons mk1 | finish him! | with all the men of mk1 | extreme smut | TW: rough sex, extreme sex, smut, use of powers, sex with clones, v!sex, ftm reader, pet names, afab anatomy, blowjob, threesome sex, nsfw, pain kink, possessive and violent sex, sex without a condom, prolong orgasm, cock warming, oral (f!r), creampie, extreme degradation, humiliation, supetestimulation, male reader, bdsm, daddykink, fingering, masturbation.

୨♡୧ | headkanonks mk1 | kenshi takahashi x johnny cage x reader | TW: afab anatomy, fluff, soft headcanons, threesome, smut, nsfw, double penetration, blowjob, kenshi and Johnny make out with each other, gay sex, anal sex, vibrators, ice play, switch!reader, sub!johnny, dom!kenshi, daddykink.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆 + 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐊 - 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 | TW: gang bang, sub!reader, dom!mens, blowjob, double blowjob, double penetration, anal, masturbation, ass play, pet names, triple penetration, unprotected sex, cum play, monster fuck, cock warning, exhibitionism, sadism , masochism, sex with ropes, bdsm, rough sex, extreme sex, objectification, degradation, porn plot, afab anatomy, oral f!re, orgasm denied, monster fuck.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | "changing in front of them - they secretly like you." + bonus character edition. | TW: afab reader, no pronouns used other than "you", smut, nsfw, little angst, v!sex, blowjob, fingering.

୨♡୧ | headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | "what would it be like to exchange nudes with them?/how they send nudes? | TW: afab anatomy, pet names, dirty talk, pussy talk, whining, nude exchange, mutual masturbation, m!masturbation, smut, nsfw, sex phone, porn plot only.

୨♡୧ | DILF!BI HAN HC | TW : daddykink, betrayal, dilf!bi han, age gap, breeding kink, handjob, v!sex, afab anatomy, pet names, power play, dark!bi han, sex without a condom, possessive sex, objectification, aforementioned pregnancy, sex with pregnant reader, exhibitionism.

୨♡୧| headkanons mk1 | shang tsung | morticia addams and gomes concept | TW: marriage, stable relationship, gender neutral reader, gothic romance, implicit smut.

୨♡୧| headkanons mortal kombat | "what is the sexual difference with the s/o of the two johnny cage?" | TW: afab anatomy, aggressive sex, age gap, fluff, v!sex, degradation, possessive sex, red flags, dilf johnny cage, mk1 and mk11 canon spoilers, pet names, smut, daddykink.

୨♡୧| headkanons mk1 | trio lin kuei | fingering the reader under the table | TW: afab anatomy, fingering, pussy talk, smut, exhibitionism, public teasing, pet names, degradation, dirty talk.

୨♡୧| headkanons mk1 | soft!bi han | comfort and smut edition | TW: daddykink, care, comfort, soft behavior, afab anatomy, v!sex, fingering, eat out, praise, somnophilia.

୨♡୧| headkanons mk1 | taking care of the lin kuei trio | soft smut edition | TW: smut, v!sex, blowjob, afab anatomy, mk1 spoilers about the canon story, mention of fractures, care, slow sex, no pronouns used other than 'you', nsfw text, whining.

୨♡୧| headkanons mk1 | neko!bi han | sfw, soft edition | TW: fluff, sfw and just bi han being a cute grandmaster.

୨♡୧| headkanons mk1 | "reacting to the volume of their bulge appearing in your belly" | TW: size kink, afab anatomy, pet names, v!sex, hard smut, not reviewed.

୨♡୧| 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 - 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄!𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐔𝐄𝐈 + 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 | TW: afab anatomy, dark!bi han, dark!tomas, sub!reader, headcanons, hard smut, bloodkink, master x sub, dark themes, v!sex, blowjob, praise, degradation, sex with blood, objectification, aggressive fuck, porn plot, anal sex, size kink, hard!dom bi han, hard!dom tomas vrbada, dumbification, bdsm, hunter!play.

୨♡୧| 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐊1 | 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐊𝐔𝐄𝐈 | "𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄/𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄?" | TW : afab anatomy, v!sex, 69 upside down, praise, provocation, oral (f!re), sex without a condom, pet names (good boy/good girl), no pronouns used other than "you", himbo/bimbo reader.

♡ ONE SHOTS ♡

୨♡୧ | yandere mk1 | bi han x gn reader | tw : angst, psychological horror, kidnapping, obsession, forced passion, stalker, yandere themes, dark concept.

୨♡୧ | old man | kenshi takahashi | tw: afab reader, vaginal sex, rough sex, degradation, overstimulation, painkink, sexual punishment, dom!kenshi.

୨♡୧ | double punishing pleasure - kuai liang and bi han x afab reader | tw: double penetration, anal sex, vaginal sex, blowjob m!receive, degradation, asphyxiation, saliva, pet names, submission, master!kink, porn plot, smut, nsfw, punishment, afab reader, power play.

୨♡୧ | no going back | bi han x reader | tw: angst, daddy issues, daddykink, praise kink, slight smut, gn reader, description of mental suffering, unreliable narrator.

୨♡୧ | daddy's good boy | bi han x ftm reader | ⸺ tw: daddykink, blowjob, face fuck, dom!bi han, sub!reader, afab anatomy, ftm reader, degradation, pussy talk.

୨♡୧ | submissive bi han | tw: afab reader, v!sex, handjob, sub!bi han, dom!reader, panty gag, overstimulation, self degradation.

୨♡୧ | worship ass - with some men from mk1 | bottom version

୨♡୧ | dumb midnight thoughts - bi han | sub zero mk1 | tw: smut, afab reader, m!receive oral sex, blowjob, saliva, anal sex, vaginal sex, degradation, no pronouns used other than "you".

୨♡୧ | ex husband kenshi x afab reader | TW: afab anatomy, pet names, degradation, v!sex 

୨♡୧ | rays of pleasure | dark raiden x ftm reader | tw: dacryphilia, rough sex, degradation, creampie, ftm reader, vaginal sex, blowjob, fingering, extreme, praise kink, afab anatomy

୨♡୧ | dumb midnight thoughts - smoke | tomas vrbada mk1 | tw: smut, afab reader, praise kink, feminine and masculine pronouns used in pet names "good boy, good girl","my prince, my princess"

୨♡୧ | crybaby | bi han x afab reader | tw: unreliable narrator, mourning, blood, death, smut, mentioned death, hallucination, angst.

୨♡୧ | let me care of you | kuai liang | tw: smut, afab anatomy, vaginal sex, blowjob, no pronouns used other than 'you'.

୨♡୧ | sub!kuai liang x dom!reader | TW: fingering, anal sex, tongue job, m!r, sub!kuai liang, face riding, ass worship, dom!reader, no pronouns used, fuck face.

୨♡୧ | dumb midnight thoughts | kenshi takahashi mk1 | tw: outdoor sex, vaginal sex, afab reader, pet names, riding kenshi's dick, smut.

୨♡୧ | Johnny cage x reader smut | TW: breeding kink, afab anatomy, sex without a condom, v!sex, ride on johnny's dick, praise kink, pregnancy, smut only, daddykink, dom!johnny.

୨♡୧| virgin!bi han x experienced reader | TW: virgin!bi han, v!sex, blowjob, smut, experienced reader, afab anatomy, pet names, dom!bi han.

୨♡୧| DILF BI HAN SMUT | TW: fingering, use of powers, dilf!bi han, age gap, possessive sex, unhealthy jealousy, dark!bi han, smut, degradation, blowjob.

୨♡୧| "𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄!"| 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐕𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀 | TW: ftm reader, afab anatomy, v!sex, oral sex ( f!receive ), unprotected sex, creampie, dom!tomas, size kink, exhibitionism, degradation, pet names, possessive sex, porn plot only, smut, nsfw, praise, rough sex.

୨♡୧| raiden x reader - smut | TW: somnophilia, clit teasing, oral (f!receiving), praise, morning sex, afab anatomy,smut, pussy worship, pet names, no pronouns used other than "you".

୨♡୧| "ride me" | cowboy!johnny cage x ftm reader | TW: afab anatomy, porn plot, ftm/male reader, dom!johnny, sub!reader, pet names, oral (f!r), creampie, age gap, v!sex, himbo/roseboy reader, ride Johnny's nose.

୨♡୧| BI HAN SMUT | TW: v!sex, riding on Bi Han's face, mentioned stretch marks, oral sex (f!re), praise, passionate sex, smut, nicknames, afab anatomy, no pronouns used other than "you".

୨♡୧| 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 | 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐊1 | TW: afab anatomy, eat out, v!sex, mommykink, fingering, pet names, bottom and top versions, mutual fingering, no pronouns used other than "you".

୨♡୧| arranged marriege - first time | tomas vrbada x reader | TW: ftm reader, husband x husband, v!sex, blowjob, rough sex, dom!tomas, unprotected sex, praise, degradation, pet names, stable relationship, creampie, breedkink, smut, afab anatomy, horny.

୨♡୧| 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐧 | TW: smut, praise, pet names, angst, ftm reader, pussy worship, v!sex, afab anatomy, handjob, cum play, husband x husband, fingering, overstimulation.

୨♡୧| "daddy's pretty boy" | sugar daddy!kano x ftm reader | TW: daddykink, afab anatomy, semi public sex, smut, v!sex, sugar daddy concept, age gap, praise, blowjob, degradation, spanking, kano is extremely vulgar (as he is kanonically)

୨♡୧| 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠 | TW: angst, insecurity, smut, v!sex, oral (f!re), husband kuai liang, afab anatomy, pet names, praise, rough sex, aggressive sex, use of ropes in sex, creampie, overstimulation, dirty talk, husband x husband, ftm reader.

୨♡୧| 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐯𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚 | TW: angst, smut, ftm reader, aggressive sex, crying, overstimulation, v!sex, ride, unprotected sex, tomas begs for your forgiveness, afab anatomy, not reviewed.

୨♡୧| 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐧 | tw: afab anatomy, v!sex, sleepy sex, praise, smut, somnophilia, ftm reader, soft!dom bi han.

୨♡୧| 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐧 | TW: v!sex, superstimulation, fingering, soft!dom bi han, ftm reader, afab anatomy, male x male, feminization ( I think ), smut, porn plot only, praise, pet names, morning sex, sex without a condom, orgasm denial, overstimulation, cum play.

୨♡୧| 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐧 | TW: afab anatomy, lactation!kink, v!sex, soft sex, fingered, not revised, pregnant sex, mother/father used to refer to the reader, praise, soft dom!bi han, bi han!husband.

[wobblesthecowgirl]

Hii! I literally love your page so much! If you don’t mind, could you write an Arthur x Fem reader fluff?

So I was thinking, Arthur and the reader are close friends and she has feelings for him, like I mean she is HEAD OVER HEELS for him! But she thinks that he likes Mary-Beth or something and somehow he finds out about her feelings towards him and how she thinks he likes Mary-Beth and he confronts her and is like “I don’t like her I like you” and they kiss or something idk I JUST NEED HIM SO BAD RN😭

I Only Want You.

Arthur Morgan x Femreader

I apologise for the long delay! But thank you so much for your patience and request! I hope you enjoy it! And thank you so much for the love! <3

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“Why not write him a letter?”

Y/n was sitting on a log with Abigail under the sun, looking out to the beautiful scenery before them on the edge of the cliff. They were discussing Arthur, a common topic between the two, and Abigail was trying to convince her friend to finally confess.

“A letter?” She tilted her head.

Abigail nodded, “Yes! I mean, you love to write, and you’re too much of a baby to speak to him about your feelings. I think a letter is perfect. You can leave it for him without seeing his face.” 

Y/n thought about it and agreed it wasn’t a bad idea at all. She could sneak into Arthur’s tent with a letter telling him everything she’s always wanted to say, and wait for a response. So, she smiled and hugged her friend tightly, before standing up quickly and making her way to her own tent to begin writing. 

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This was harder than she thought. She assumed being able to sit and think carefully about what she wanted to say would be easy, but it just filled her head with more doubts. Before she could start her fourth draft, she heard a ton of horses outside and quickly hid the crumpled up pieces of paper. Most of the men were robbing a wagon and had just come back; from the cheers and laughs, she could only assume it went well. She got up from her chair and peeked her head out of her tent and almost screamed in surprise. Arthur stood right outside her tent.

“Oh! Mr Morgan, you scared me!” She laughed it off, a hand to her chest as he chuckled with her.

“I apologise, I didn’t mean to sneak up on you. I just wanted to tell you how the robbin’ went.”

“I assume it went well, given the smile on your face.” Y/n smiled as she looked around to the other men already cracking bottles of beer. The pair went quiet and the woman wanted to burst into a confession then and there. The sun was setting and it casted a orange glow to his face. His hat caused a small shadow over his eyes and his smile was small and earnest. The little wrinkles around his eyes and mouth only made him more attractive, and his moustache had been recently trimmed. 

“Well, I best get back inside now. I’m a very busy lady.” She excused herself. He smiled a little wider and watched her close the tent, almost disappointed with their short exchange. 

After their conversation, Y/n got back to her desk and this time, the words began to spill out onto the page with ease:

Dear Arthur,

Firstly, I must apologise. I am too much of a coward to face you, so I’ve resorted to writing this letter.

The truth is, I have fallen head over heels for you. You may not agree with me, but you are a good and genuine man. You’ve helped me in more ways than you could ever imagine. The day you rescued me from my burning horse from the O’Driscolls, I thought my life was over. But, to my surprise, it was the start of an even better life. I truly can’t thank you enough.

I don’t expect you to reciprocate these feelings, and that is ok. I wouldn’t want to ruin this friendship we have formed.

Yours, Y/n.

She kept re-reading it over and over again while a million what ifs ran through her head. What if he’s put off by the letter? What if he has someone already? What if he laughs at her? 

She shook her head. She had written it now, all she had to do was plant it in his tent and hide, wallow away in bed while her anxiety ate her up. She folded it and wrote his name on it before peeking her head out the tent again and tip-toeing to his tent. When she saw he wasn’t inside, she snuck in and placed the letter on his bedside table. 

Y/n felt satisfied with herself, until she saw a letter on his desk with the name ‘Mary Linton’. Her stomach dropped. Who was this Mary? Was she a lover? A relative? Feeling sick, she rushed out the tent, leaving her letter behind.

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“You alright there, Y/n?” Tilly asked her while she zoned out. It was now night-time, and her mind was eating her up all evening. The women were sat around the fire doing what they do best: gossiping. Of course, Grimshaw or Molly hadn’t joined them, but that was always the case. 

“Hmm? Sorry, yeah I’m good.” She brushed it off, taking a big swing of whiskey. The rest of her friends spared glances at one another. Karen piped up while also taking a swig of her own whiskey, “Yeah, I ain't buying that. You’ve been sulking all evening.” 

Y/n sighed and began biting her nails out of habit, wondering if asking them about Arthur was a smart idea. But she couldn’t keep letting the question eat away at her.

“Do any of you know who Mary Linton is?”

Mary-Beth looked surprised at the question, “Mary? You don’t know?”

Her stomach dropped again. 

“No I don’t.” 

Tilly shook her head, already feeling bad for her friend. Everyone but Arthur knew that Y/n had feelings for the older man, it was a miracle the man himself hadn’t figured it out. Tilly sighed, “She used to be his woman. About ten years ago now, but her daddy didn’t like him so it didn't work out. I keep telling him to let it go.” 

There it was. Her what ifs became reality. She couldn’t hide her disappointment and took another swig of the whiskey. And another. Then another one. 

“Slow down girl! You’ll end badly!” Tilly tried to grab the bottle out her hand but she moved it out of her reach. By now, Y/n vision was hazy and her head felt light. The smell of whiskey was strong on her breath but she felt a little more relaxed at least. 

“It’s obvious Arthur likes you back.” Mary-Beth tried to help her feel better, but all she did in response was roll her eyes.

“Oh please. Don’t get my hopes up.” She pouted as she finished the whiskey off. All the women were getting up and getting ready for bed but she decided to sit by the fire a little longer. Karen patted her back, “Please just take it easy. Get some rest soon.” And with that, she was left alone. She just stared into the fire, her mind restless, when she heard a twig snap. She snapped her head back and saw the root of her problems. He looked confused at her state. 

“Y/n? What are you still doing at this hour?” 

“Nothing.” She frowned, facing away from him, kicking a stone away despite being sat on the log. Arthur sat down next to her, his knee inches away from hers. 

“You smell of whiskey, doll. You been drinking too much to handle?” His voice was laced with concern, which only infuriated her more. Why care for her when he already had a woman he cared for? 

“Why do you care?” She sounded harsher than she meant to. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was her patience running thin. Maybe it was her disappointment. Either way, her response still shocked him. 

“Why wouldn't I?” He asked, and her heart kept sinking lower and lower. They fell silent, and Y/n heard him reach into his pockets and took out the letter. Her eyes widened as she tried to snatch it out his hands but he raised his arm higher. 

“Just leave it Arthur!” She shouted, still trying to grab it as he kept his arm in the air, a firm hand on her shoulder to push her lightly. 

“Why are you behaving like this? I just want to talk about it.” He tried to calm her down as she stopped prying at him. 

“I know about Mary.” She stated which caused his eyes to widen slightly. He glanced at the letter before folding it and putting it back in his pocket. 

“The women gossiping again?” He chuckled a little dry, so she only hummed in response. Their gossips were never wrong though, she thought to herself. 

“That's history, love. She was only writing to me to help her brother,  but I don't like her like I used to.” Arthur grabbed her chin much to her alarm, and gently turned her to face him, before brushing a strand of hair in her face out the way. 

That damn smile. 

“I love you too. I ain't need a silly little letter, you could've told me and I would've swept you up in a heartbeat.” 

It's like time stopped. The alcohol must've gotten to her head. She must've blacked out. Died even, and seen the pearly gates. 

But when he leaned forward, and softly kissed her, she felt more awake than ever. He pulled away before she could even react, and his face was bright red. 

“Was that a bad kiss? It looks like it was.” He coughed awkwardly. 

“No…no not at all. I'm just in shock. I didn't think you actually liked me.” 

He laughed light before leaning closer again, a hand on the back of her head, “I don't like you, sweetheart. I love you.” 

This time she kissed back, harder. Months of pent up tension between the two was finally being released. It was surprising the two didn't go mad.  

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They spent the rest of the night sitting next to the fire, holding hands, and Y/n rested her head on his chest as he held her close. His tumb traced her knuckles as she listened to his heartbeat. She felt protected, safe, warm, and comfortable. She could happily stay like that forever.

Unknown to the pair, the women of the camp were watching from a distance, with giant grins on their faces.

[seoulmatez]

୨♡୧ TAKE TWO — miya osamu x reader. sfw. fluff. reader and osamu are exes. best friend!atsumu.

“do we really have to eat here?” you cross your arms, hesitantly lingering outside of onigiri miya. you spare the sign a quick, apprehensive glance before turning your gaze back to atsumu who looks uncharacteristically annoyed.

“yes.” he nods, pointing at himself. “it’s my turn to pick lunch.”

that much is true but you thought your best friend would be a little more considerate of your circumstances and choose not to force you through an awkward meal at your ex's restaurant. maybe it was silly of you to think so; atsumu hasn’t been necessarily accommodating since your break up. he always invites both of you to his games and takes you back to hyogo to have dinner and celebrate holidays with his family. you suppose these are all things the two of you did before you started dating osamu, but you can’t help but feel guilty for continuing to be so present in the man’s life even after ending things with him.

you sigh and throw your hands out in exasperation. “please just pick somewhere else. he probably thinks i’m haunting him with how often i’m around.”

“no,” atsumu tells you with the shake of his head as he comes to stand behind you. his hands come to rest on your shoulders, firmly guiding you toward the front entrance. “i’m hungry and we’re already here. you’ll both just have to deal with it.”

there’s no use in fighting him on the matter any longer and while you won’t admit it, you’ve been craving some of osamu’s rice balls ever since the two of you split up. so, with a shaky hand, you pull the door open, the bell above it ringing to announce your arrival.

it’s just your luck that osamu is stationed at the host stand when you enter. his gray eyes are shielded by his cap when he looks up but that doesn’t stop you from feeling like his gaze is piercing you. it isn’t cold or dismissive but the intensity is still there.

you’re not sure if atsumu wants to save you the embarrassment of the uncomfortable interaction or if he’s really just starving—regardless of which it is, he speaks up from behind you, one of his hands lifting from your shoulder to hold up two fingers. “table for two, brother.”

osamu hums in confirmation, picking up two laminated menu sheets from behind the podium and nodding his head in a gesture for you to follow. you do, hanging back and falling behind atsumu to keep a healthy distance between yourself and osamu. he settles the two of you at a small booth, setting the menus on the table and telling you both that he’ll give you some time to look over them before he returns to take your orders.

your eyes scan over the selection offered but even without looking at the index of food items, you’d be able to list off almost everything printed on the menu. you had helped osamu draft it, after all.

you remember it like it was yesterday; his experimenting with recipes and your taste testing of each one of them. you’d sit down and help him go through interior design catalogs, compromising on a mix of functionality and trendy. it was an exciting experience, a time when the both of you were happy. but as joyful as the both of you were, it was also hectic and opened your eyes to how you each had priorities and commitments outside of your relationship.

you still aren’t sure if it was the right call, but you and osamu came to terms with that fact and decided to end things on a good note. right person, wrong time or something like that.

with a sigh, you push your menu to the center of the table. it’s a reminder of what once was and you already know what you want anyway. your melancholy aura must reach atsumu on the other side of the table because he levels you with another miffed stare. his lips move as though he’s about to scold you but before he can, his cell phone rings.

the blonde pulls the device from his pocket and reads to contact name lit up on his screen. his golden eyes flit up to you as he stands up from the cushion. “i gotta take this. order my usual if i’m not back when samu stops by.”

you’re tempted to grab his arm as he goes and beg him to stay so you won’t be alone when his brother comes back around but you scoff at yourself instead, saddened by how you’re uneasy at the mere thought of being alone with osamu. you were in love with him once. for all you know, you still might be.

you anxiously wait for atsumu’s return, leg unconsciously bouncing up and down as you do so. osamu beats his brother to the table, though, notepad in hand and a casual smile pulling at his lips. “hey. ready to order?”

you nod, reciting atsumu’s menu choice and then yours, which hasn’t changed since osamu first made it for you. silently, you wonder if he already knew that’s what you’d get.

“anything else?” he asks.

you should just say no and let him be on his way but before you know what’s happening, the words are spilling out past your lips. “i’m sorry.”

“for what?” osamu laughs—the genuine kind with no bitterness laced in it. “getting food?”

“no.” you shake your head, the ghost of a smile tugging at your lips before it falls only a second later. “well, kind of… i know you’re probably tired of seeing me around all the time. it must be pretty awkward for you.”

osamu’s silence pulls your eyes away from your hands and up to his face. you expect him to stiffly chuckle and agree but, to your surprise, he doesn’t. his lazy smile persists as he clips his pen to the waist apron tied around him and stuffs the pad of paper in its pocket.

“i’m not tired of seeing you.” his declaration makes your heart jump from your chest to your throat and your lips part in disbelief. it’s good to hear, though you’d be lying if you said it didn’t catch you off guard. you don’t have time to think about it too much before osamu continues. “and… maybe it’s a little awkward, but it doesn’t have to be that way.”

you press your lips together, puffing out your cheeks with air as you ponder over his words. a stream of cool air pushes past your lips as you deflate your cheeks and turn to look at osamu again. “i don’t know. it seems like an awkward situation by default.”

“yeah, it does. but i don’t want either of us acting cagey just because the other is around.” you don’t want that either. even if things can’t go back to the way they were before, you’re sure that anything osamu has in mind is preferable over strained smiles and forced laughs. “what do you say? no more walking on eggshells?”

it doesn’t sound like a simple solution on the surface but the more you think it over, the more doable it sounds. if you start seeing osamu as your best friend’s brother instead of an ex-lover, all the clumsy interactions you’ve been dealing with for the past few weeks will be traded in for something less delicate, more civil. and although it may not be in your cards at the moment, maybe this could be the start of the path back to the way it once was between you and osamu.

you meet his flint eyes and recognize the hopeful glint swimming in them. it makes you smile, not tense or tight like they have been for almost a month now, but a real one—the kind that meets your eyes. “sounds good.”

“good.” osamu nods, wearing a pleasant smile of his own.

you’ve only just agreed to this new, civil, friendly, non-awkward relationship, but you have to hold back the urge to bombard him with everything that’s happened since the two of you broke up. you want to tell him that you finally got that promotion you were up for and that you were able to adopt that puppy you were always visiting. and you want to ask him all about how his restaurant has been doing and if he ended up moving into that apartment with the nice kitchen that he’d been eyeing up.

“you guys have been talking for a while now.” atsumu’s voice drifts through the air, making you jump. you had almost forgotten about him. he looks between you and osamu as he sits down, taking in your shared smiles and the tranquil air around you. “are you getting back together or what?”

“jesus, atsumu.” you reach over the table to smack his arm. the awkwardness had just dissipated and he single-handedly made this encounter weird again.

osamu holds back a laugh, pointing over his shoulder with his thumb. “i’m gonna go start on your food.”

he walks away but that doesn’t stop atsumu from pestering you for more details. “are you? that slap wasn’t much of an answer.”

thanks for reading! consider commenting or reblogging if you enjoyed ❤︎

[alex-writings]

.˚₊┈୨♡ STAR GAZING AND CONFESSING ♡୧┈₊˚.

sunny x gn reader

You are preparing yourself for the hangout you're going with Sunny, you are very nervous since you planned to confess your feelings. You keep turning around in your room thinking about the best way to do it. When you prepare yourself, you pick up your favorite outfit for this evening. (it can be whatever you want).

It was the first time you were going to do stargazing with someone, you thought it would be very romantic for a confession right?

The time has arrived, you went to Sunny's house so you two can go together at the place.

You take a deep breath before knocking at the door. You wait a moment before finally the door opens revealing the neutral expression of your friend.

After you ask him if he's ready to go, he nods his head and starts walking side by side with you towards the location.

ꕀꕀ ♡ ꕀꕀ

_ at the place _

A majestic view fills your vision as you look at the small hill. The almost finished sunset puts a warm and romantic atmosphere, and passes through the leaves of the great oak. It almost looked like a dream, you take a second deep breath, but this time of the fresh air and then you put a blanket on the grass for the stargazing.

You are laying next to Sunny looking at the cloud while waiting for the stars to appear in the sky. Him and you discuss a little about the forms that could be perceived in the clouds.

After a moment.. something unexpected happens... The sky was filled by.. a meteor shower also named shooting stars.. your eyes gaze at the sky fascinated by the beautiful phenomena in front of you.

Thinking it was the perfect occasion, you decided to gather all your courage and express your feelings

"Sunny?"

His eyes meet yours showing you that he's listening to you. You quickly say how your heart feels without thinking twice by fear of not being able to get these words out of your mouth.

And at your happiness, he feels the same way as you. You couldn't be more happy and you look again at the sky wishing to the shooting stars that your happiness never ends.

I had this in my draft for a while now and I finally finished it 😭😭 I got the inspiration from a french song. I never know how to finish scenarios AAA

[cutiedwaekki]

TEDDY BEAR

or were Seungmin and Minho used to be chilhood friends but the oldest as a kid always made fun of the youngest for being chubby. But no worry , karma come and hit him

a/n : it sat in my drafts for so long that i had to get it out someday ;-;

TW : bullying

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- "H-hyung please stop...it-it's not funny anymore"

- "Stopping what ? Can't the little piggy run?"

- "H-hyung please... give it back to me" begged the boy again.

But he knew that even if he begged, Seungmin would never see his bunny plush again. All because Minho likes to tease him. Ever since they were little, they'd been close, playing together, coloring together, laughing together. Mrs Lee even said that Minho used to spend time with him when he was a baby, and that just watching him in silence helped calm him down.

So how did they go from such a pure, innocent friendship to a toxic relationship at such a young age? Simple. Minho was two years older than Seungmin, so he went to primary school first and soon made new "cooler" and "funnier" friends, except that, not wanting to be left behind by them, he took a few wrong turns. One of which was to "tease" Seungmin because the poor kid was overweight and because it seemed fun to insult people who were different from the norm.

It wasn't his fault that little Kim liked to eat; he'd been born premature, so his parents had done everything to spoil him properly and treat their only son with love for having managed to hold on. And even if his mother was worried about the remarks people might make about him, she loved seeing her chubby Seungmin because he was a far from the vision of that poor malnourished premature baby whose doctors had announced he wouldn't make it through the night.

He was a miracle, a ray of sunshine who was pampered by everyone in the neighborhood.

And yet the only one who seemed to put him down was Minho. All his remarks, his nicknames, his actions, everything revolved around the youngest's weight. Piggy, pig, whale, cow, fat, he was only 6 but he'd already heard it all from Minho. But Seungmin was strong, or at least he wanted to believe that they were just bad jokes, that Minho hyung had a special sense of humor, he wanted to believe that his favorite hyung wasn't a bully. After all, he was kind to everyone, got good grades and even helped out at the local animal shelter with his mother. Why did everyone have the angel, but he had the demon?

Why him? What had he done wrong to Minho?

-"Boys, stop playing, it's time for you to eat!" shouted Mrs. Kim, who had just seen the two boys playing together from afar, unaware that her son was being bullied by his one and only friend. Of course, he was the only one intimidating him, and fortunately so! After all, Mrs. Kim had already seen Minho attack those who tried to intimidate Seungmin last week.

From a distance, it looked like a beautiful friendship, but the reality was less beautiful.

- "You won, piggy, it's only because I'm nice" Minho finished before throwing his stuffed toy to the ground and running to the table to eat.

-"Leebit! Didn't he scare you? My poor Leebit" groaned poor Kim, hugging his stuffed toy as he waddled over to the table where the Kim and Lee families were gathered.

-"Kids, we've got something to tell you" declared Mr Lee before clearing his throat. He knew it would be hard for them, but they needed to know.

The two children, sitting opposite each other, turned to the oldest's father and listened to what he had to say. Was Minho going to have a little brother? Not another bully, no!

-"I know it's a bit hard for you to say this, but... We're moving to Seoul ... next month" announced Mr Lee, dropping the bomb.

Both children were shocked, and against all odds, even Seungmin hadn't expected it, Minho began to cry.

After all, he cared for Seungmin, and although he'd grown up behaving like a jerk to him, he love him and cared for him strongly, just in a strange way to show him that he was anything but the right way.

In the end, the meal didn't go as well as usual. In the afternoon, Seungmin cried because Minho had pushed him. In the evening, Minho cried because he would never see Seungmin again. Paradoxical, isn't it?

You'd think that 8-year-old Minho would realize the damage he's done to his friend and try to put things right.

But it got worse.

Now any situation was good enough to make fun of Seungmin. When he drew, talked, walked, played, breathed.

The poor puppy had had the worst month of his life, yet as soon as it was time for the Lees to leave, Seungmin had woken up early with his parents to say goodbye, and the day before he'd even baked cat shaped cookies for him and wrapped them up.

- "Here, take Leebit with you, he'll keep you company" he said, handing his favorite stuffed toy to his eldest, who took it without saying a word before throwing it violently into the car.

Minho remained for a long second without saying anything to Seungmin, whose eyes were beaded with tears of sadness.

-"Don't cry, you'll look ugly afterwards" said the elder, although his heart wanted to say "Don't cry, it hurts me to see you sad".

The youngest ended up wiping himself with his sweater while his eldest left without doing anything, neither cuddling him nor consoling him, just saying "See you next time piggy, I hope you'll stay a good pig until i come back" in a teasing voice.

Oh, this time Seungmin didn't want to cry for him. He'd given him so many chances to catch up but he wasn't going to do anything about it.

At his young age, the boy promised himself that the next time he saw Minho, he'd make him pay for all those years of gratuitous meanness.

-"Goodbye Hyung" he mumbled weakly.

This time, no one would make little Seungmin cry again.

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- "So how did you get here?"

The model took a deep breath before a sneer formed on his lips.

-"You know how we say you should always learn from those who put you down? I was often bullied into being the little fat kid, but they made me a confident model who will earn more than they will in a lifetime".

And yes, years later, little Seungmin had grown up, asserted himself and decided to lose weight in a healthy way, maintained a gym routine almost religiously and had a dream body that many dreamed of having. In short, he had learned from his bad experiences.

Yet he kept thinking of the same person over and over for years. Night and day, he'd obsessed with him until now: Lee Minho.

Now he always wondered if Minho had seen his progress, was he ashamed now? Was he still a heartless bastard? He'd never know, after the Lee's moved to Seoul he'd never heard from them again, except from his mother who kept in touch with Mrs. Lee.

He had tried to find Minho on the Internet, but nothing. Well, there was an Instagram account by the name of : @/linodontknow which was basically an account that posted pictures of three cats and really good food.

He could lead a good life now, he thought.

Did he even remember him? The chubby little boy he'd hurt, the little boy who trusted him and saw only the good in him?

As they say, karma happens sooner or later, and it's only a matter of time before Seungmi gets the answers to his questions.

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He got up late, not a great start to his first day as a photo editor for the country's biggest agency.

But what do you expect,just some ice cream in front of an anime and he fell into a sleep so deep that his cats woke him after he'd woken up.

He ran at top speed, running so fast that on the way in he tripped over someone and knocked him to the ground just like himself.

-"Oh no, I'm so sorry, are you all right?" he declared shyly, holding out his hand to his counterpart.

- "It's nothing I wasn't paying attention either, mistakes happen uh..."

But as they finally looked into each other's eyes, it was with horror and surprise that they stared at each other in silence.

-"... M-Minho... ?" the younger man asked as he shyly nodded his head.

-Yes, it's me... hello ...Seungmin..." before lowering his gaze - yes, he was ashamed.

Ashamed to meet again his one and only true friend, the only friend who had ever meant anything to him, but also the only friend he'd broken because he was afraid to admit that he saw more than just a friend in him.

Minho felt bad when he moved out, and the more the days passed, the more ashamed and guilty he felt for his actions.

But karma was stronger than ever, and just as Seungmin was about to accept Minho's hand to get up, he pushed it away and stood up alone, looking down at his elder slumped on the ground.

- "You look like you've turned into a pig too, I wouldn't have believed it!" exclaimed Seungmin, chuckling as he felt very pleased to see Minho like this, shy but above all very, very fat!

He was wearing a pretty purple silk shirt, size 3XL, which perfectly complemented his curves, while his black pants seemed to be especially tight around his thick thighs.

The table had turned but instead of retorting, Minho began to weep, kneeling before Seungmin, paying no attention to the world around them as they stared curiously at each other.

-"Sorry, sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me".

Seungmin, who despite being only 23, had expected Minho to be as arrogant and mean as ever, the jerk who had tortured him and made him look bad. This same person was there in front of him, obese but above all on his knees in tears, begging his forgiveness.

Seungmin had never sought revenge, he just wanted a real apology, one that was far too sincere for him to ignore.

-"Come with me and stop crying, your face will be all puffy afterwards" he said, helping him to get up on his feet

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Fortunately, Seungmin had helped justify Minho's 45-minute delay, and the fact that Seungmin, aka the model everyone wanted, was a close friend of Minho's meant that his lateness was seen as a blessing. After all, SKZ media had been in negotiations for weeks for Seunmin to signed with them, and now he called saying "I accept as long as Lee Minho works here".

During those 45 minutes, they sat down in a nearby café, Minho kept crying and expressing how sorry he was, and even though Seungmin tried to keep a cold, stoic image, his gentle gaze and the tears that rolled down his face showed that he was deeply affected by it all.

For 45 minutes Seungmin had listened to Minho tell him all about it, why he had done it.

He now saw his former bully as a fragile person who, for fear of being bullied, had decided to bully the one who meant the most to him.

At the end of the 45 minutes, Seungmin stood up, handed over a piece of paper with his number on it and said, "You did me a lot of harm when I was little, but I can see that you're sincerely sorry, so I forgive you... if you feel like getting in touch or having a coffee some other time, take this. Put that shirt back on next time, it looks good on you" he said, almost shyly handing over the paper although his gaze was anything but in the direction of his counterpart.

- "... Are you asking me out on a date?" Minho then asked in confusion as Seungmin almost soaked up his saliva.

Yet he didn't mind the idea of a date, even though they hardly knew each other and a few minutes before he'd still considered Minho his old bully and friend, but now they were back to something new

Should he do it? Was he strong enough?

Too many questions were running through his mind, and while he was unsure, he answered in a weak voice: "Yes... consider it as a date", leaving with his heart pounding, unaware that Minho's cheeks were now as red as a tomato.

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Their first date was quite awkward, they didn't know what to say or do without rushing the other. Minho didn't want to make any comments that might hurt Seungmin's feelings, while Seungmin didn't want to make any inappropriate gestures.

But they went on a second date, then a third.

In no time at all, it was as if they'd been friends for years, acting as if just a few weeks ago everything was fine between them.

By now, everyone knew about Seungmin and Minho's strong friendship; sure, they teased each other a lot in front of everyone, but in every interview Seungmin did, he always mentioned "my closest friend", referring to Minho, who quickly understood that the most fashionable model's mysterious friend was none other than him.

He was happy, he liked his job, his working environment was really nice, Chaeyeon was one of his colleagues who always brought him a caramel caffe frappé. Then there was Felix, the communications manager who loved to give him a taste of his brownies. And i'm nlt even talking about his collegue Jisung who always thry to ask him out ( in a respectfully and funny way of course)

It may seem surprising, but Minho was so used to an oppressive work environment, where all his former colleagues made fun of him for his weight, that so much good ambiance warmed his heart.

But what melted his heart was Seungmin, now he could see him smile and laugh like never before. He saw in him the little boy he had admired watching as a child.

His heart had begun to beat a little more, he was becoming increasingly shy. Every time they went out they'd say it was a date, yet they did nothing more than act like friends.

That is, if you didn't take into account the way they looked at each other. The way they cared for each other. It was so clear and so ambiguous at the same time.

But Minho liked it. And so did Seungmin.

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- "Date tonight at MyDay restaurant, put on your beautiful purple silk shirt it suits you so well ;)"

That's the message I'd received this morning, so thrilled he went to put it on except that, to his great surprise, it was already hard to put on, feeling very tight inside, but he supposed it must be because he'd put it on wrong. As he reached to close it, realization hit him.

He waddled over to his mirror and realized what was happening. His poor shirt didn't fit at all. Minho couldn't understand, had he really put on so much weight?

Of course, he ate almost constantly at the office, and was invited by his colleagues to happy hours where the food was half-price, as was the alcohol. And Seungmin loved taking him to fancy restaurants.

Minho took the time to admire himself in front of his mirror. He used to be fat, but now he was clearly obese! His arms were hanging down and so heavy that he couldn't lift them for too long. His belly had doubled in size and was hanging so far over his knees. But the biggest problem was his thighs, so thick they rubbed at the slightest step, not to mention his ass, which left everyone speechless.

-Wow, you've really let yourself go!" he exclaimed, pinching his double chin in amusement.

As he'd grown up, he'd realized that his weight was just a detail, and he'd even become excited about it. And now he got a little too excited, grabbed his phone and started taking photos of his body from all angles, the more photos he took the faster his heart beat, in a naughty mood he took off his shirt which had become useless, then his boxer shorts even though he could hardly see under all those layers of fat.

So he took photos of his naked body, simply for himself, for his own pleasure, the man he'd been making photo edit of models, always making them slim and perfect, was himself a model with perfect skin but so big that no runway would be wide enough for him.

Everything was going so well for him, what could go wrong?

That he made a mistake and instead of sending his images to his private library, he sent them to his most recent contact?

No, that's impossible... uh?

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(3) Minnie's missed calls ❤️

"Wow hyung I didn't think you were brave enough to send me this ..."

"But I'm honored it's the first time I've received nudes ;)"

"I take it your silk shirt doesn't fit you anymore? I'll get you another one"

"Hyung? Is everything all right? I've got an hour free in my schedule and I'm going to give you a visit"

"I hope you won't be naked"

"But i wouldn't mind"

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[spyderlady]

Patch me up, my love

(gif by dailymarvelgifs)

note: i have had zero motivation as of late as uni has been destroying me so i wanted to write something cute that wouldn't take up my entire brain so enjoy <3

ꗃ pairing: kate bishop x fem!reader

ꗃ warnings: teeny tiny bit of gore but mostly fluffy kate <3

ꗃ word count: 1.8k

summary: a wounded kate shows up at your house and you patch her up

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It was an awfully warm October night. The sky was murky, the pale, silver moon hid behind a blanket of grey rain clouds. The smell of damp earth in the air hinted at a downpour arriving soon. A small yawn escaped your lips as your eyes shifted to the clock on your desktop. It was quarter to two in the morning. You sighed, looking down at the binder beneath your palm. You had finally finished drafting the layout of an essay that was due tomorrow. Now it was time to type it all out. Your fingers slowly moved towards the various keys on your keyboard as they started typing a variety of letters one by one.

The past week had been rather slow and quite boring to say the least. Your Avenger girlfriend was off to a mission and you weren't thrilled about it in the slightest. You weren't delusional like the rest of the world who romanticised superhero life. You knew the risks that came along with being one and the sole thought of Kate never returning home from a mission has always terrified you, even though you knew for a fact that Kate was capable of quite literally anything. However, you mostly kept your thoughts to yourself as you didn't want to come off as the selfish, clingy girlfriend. And before these thoughts could consume you further, you quickly shifted your focus back onto the essay, but that didn't last long either. Your attention was swept away by a tap, almost like a knock on your window. You turned your head towards the sound and flinched at what you saw but were quickly comforted when realisation settled upon you.

Kate's dark, raven hair, the same shade as the inky night sky behind her, glistened under the silver moon. The glow from the white orb reflected against her dazzling sapphire eyes. The corners of her pale lips were lifted upwards into a shy smile. Her brows were upturned, the inner corners puckering a little. Your gaze moved to the thin stream of blood that dripped from the massive gash wound on her forehead. She lifted her right hand a little to wave at you while her other hand held the windowsill tightly so she wouldn't tumble down. Kate seemed awfully unbothered for a cut that deep in the front of her face.

You quickly rushed to your window, pressing the latch down to slide it open, "Kate, oh my god!" you cried out, grabbing her arm in your hands. You felt the rigid muscles of her bicep tighten even more under your grip as you pulled her in.

"Hey," she whispered in an apologetic voice while carefully standing up on the narrow windowsill as you helped her in. She stepped into your room, leaning down a little so she wouldn't hit her head on the wooden frame. Once inside, she threw her bow on the floor and her body slumped onto the couch by the window. A groan left her lips, "Patch me up, will you, my love?" she said in a dramatic tone, scrunching her nose at you a little.

"Katherine Bishop, how are you so calm about this?" you questioned, authoritatively as you simultaneously shut the window behind you.

"Because you're here, my love," she murmured, a subtle grin appearing on her blood smeared lips.

You groaned, rolling your eyes at her. You made your way to the kitchen as you quickly filled a bowl with lukewarm water and a few spoonfuls of sea salt. You opened the cupboard above the sink and pulled out the small white first-aid box that you had solely prepared for a situation like this. Deep down you knew a day like this would've come, regardless of how much you despised the thought of a wounded Kate showing up at your doorstep...or your window. But as of this moment, patching up Kate was your priority so you quickly rushed back to your bedroom.

You couldn't help but smile a little as you saw Kate lie so comfortably on your couch, her legs crossed as her hands rested on the armrest. You walked over to her side with the supplies and crouched in front of her, placing the supplies on the table beside. Kate opened her eyes slightly to look at you. Her rough, blood stained hand reached out to grab your arm as she tugged onto it lightly, signalling you to sit on her lap. That's when you noticed a cluster of tiny cuts all across her arm.

"No, Kate. Not now, you're hurt," you said while you dipped a cloth into the bowl of water. After pulling it out, you squeezed the excess liquid and looked up at her.

"Please, trust me," she insisted, tapping your arm with her fingers.

God, Katherine. You're so stubborn. You thought to yourself as you slowly got up and gently sat on her lap. You didn't want to put all your weight on her, it didn't feel right to but it was Kate and nothing would stop her if she had made up her mind. She wrapped her arms around your waist and pulled you closer as she leaned towards you, nuzzling her nose into the crook of your neck.

"Careful. Let me see your face," you ordered, cupping her face lightly and turning it towards you. Her eyes were shut but a very faint smile was visible on her bruised lips. You patted the moist cloth on the cut as Kate moaned softly every now and then. You dipped the cloth in water frequently and repeated the process a few times to clean the wound.

"I've got a door, you know?" you finally broke the silence as you picked up the bottle of antiseptic solution and a few cotton pads from the table.

Kate's eyes slowly fluttered open, a subtle smirk now accompanying the mellow smile from earlier. "Yeah, I know," she whispered, her hand reaching up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear as she gently cupped your face, "I like the window better. Much more thrilling," she added, smugly. She leaned forward a little to tenderly press her lips to yours. You very gently reciprocated the action for you didn't want to hurt her but you realised how desperately you missed this. The way she held you ever so gently, the way her warm breath pecked your skin before her lips found yours, the way you felt her grinning as she parted from the kiss.

The corners of your lips had lifted up to form a gentle smile. You exhaled softly before pouring the antiseptic onto the pads. You dabbed the pad gently onto Kate's wound and felt her suppress a groan under her breath.

"This may sting a little," you whispered, examining the cut.

Kate nodded, squeezing her eyes shut but quickly threw her resolve away as you patted the wound with a little more solution. "Motherfu-" she paused but you noticed her fist on your waist that had tightly scrunched up the fabric of your shirt in it. You pulled the pad away but you couldn't help but smile at Kate's gesture. You leaned forward to blow some air at the wound to cool the stinging down a bit. After the wound was clean, you placed a piece of gauge on the cut and held it in place using surgical tape. Finally, you applied an antiseptic ointment on the minor cuts that were scattered all over her face and arms.

Once you had finished patching her up, Kate wrapped her arms around you, pulling you closer as she buried her face in the hollows of your neck.

"You've got to be more careful, Katherine," you whispered, caressing her cheek with the tips of your fingers.

"I know," she mumbled into your neck, tightening her grasp on your waist.

"As much as I love what you do, I really don't want you to do something reckless. I don't care what the stakes are," you added, wrapping the roll of gauge back into the casing. The words sounded extremely selfish once you repeated what you just said in your head but now you didn't care. Kate mattered to you and you were going to voice your concern before it was too late.

Kate sat up straight, her sapphire eyes meeting yours. The reminiscence of a deep sorrow was visible in them. Her hand reached up to touch your cheek as she caressed it. The rough surface of her palm gently stroking every inch of your skin.

"You know, people out there need me, love," she smiled a little, trying to hide the sadness in her voice. It had always pained Kate to choose between the two things she adored so dearly in her life. Her work and you.

You simply nodded, swallowing the lump that had formed in your throat. A sigh left your lips before you spoke up, "I know, but...I need you too," you whispered, shyly.

A bright smile spread across Kate's face. Her hand cupped the back of your head as she pulled your face closer to hers. Her lips lingered over yours for a while before she broke the silence, "And you have me, love. You always will, I promise," she whispered against your lips before finally pressing her lips to yours. The warmth of her breath felt enticing and pulled you right in. Your lips weaved together as though they were meant to be.

A delicate smile was now visible on your lips as they parted away from Kate's. She giggled before gently touching her forehead to yours. The two of you stayed silent for a while before you spoke up, "Now rest. I'll get you something to eat," you whispered, slowly trying to get up but Kate grabbed your hand and tightly intertwined her fingers with yours.

"No. Stay," she whispered back, squeezing you gently in her arms.

"I won't be long," you replied with a faint smile while cradling her face in your hands.

A sigh left Kate's lips as she loosened her grip on you. She pressed her back on the couch and nodded gently. You smiled before getting up and letting her hand go. You were about to walk out of your room but that's when Kate called out to you, "Y/N," her raspy voice echoed through the confined walls of the room.

You paused in your tracks and turned around. But before you could reply, she continued, "I love you," her eyes were gleaming, her mouth curved into a pleasant smile.

Your face lit up at her words. "Oh, sweetheart, I love you too," you whispered, your voice slightly breaking.

Kate smiled widely at you before dropping her head back on the headrest and closing her eyes. You glanced at her one last time before walking out of your room as you bit your lower lip, trying to hold the tears that had welled up in your eyes from spilling out.