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goldfades · 11 months ago

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Paige nsfw hcs pls

─ warnings | NSFW under the cut! read at your own discretion!

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─ ev's notes | the long awaited nsfw headcanons for paigey, i finally got the motivation to write it after i kept reading the INSANE smut yall keep writing (keep it up im lovin it) also this is such a mess, this is just rambling and not organized whatsoever, but wtv i hope yall enjoyed :)

woo, where do i even begin?

let's begin with the obvious, paige is a TOP, i can't stress this enough

i genuinely can't see anyone topping her she's just .... a TOP

but that doesn't mean she won't let you take the reigns every once in awhile, esp after a bad game/tiring practice because everyone once to be taken care of sometimes

i'm def not the first person to say this and certainly will not be the last but STRAP GAME GOES SOOOOO HARD

i feel like at first she's gonna be weirded out cus like... she likes only girls for a reason??? and she has her mouth and fingers??? why would she need a piece of plastic to make her girl feel good???

but the first time y'all try it, she's hooked

she forgets ab her hands after that

jk but like

yeah she's HOOKED

she gets really into it LOL, def can imagine her calling the strap her dick

oh and she fucks HARDDDD like, no room to breathe or anything

like you'll be gasping for air after and she'll be super duper proud

i read this one fic with like the dual ended one (i didn't even know that existed) and then i was like yep, yes this is the oneee

with positions, i can't see her doing anything more than like missionary (cus she loves to see your pretty face) and like from the back

but as soon as she discovers riding, it's OVERRRRR for you

she's making you ride her strap anytime she can, cus she loves it

she has her hands on your hips as she's guiding you and she LOVES IT so fucking much, like the power she has over you makes her go feral

oh and do not get me started on sucking her strap, cus again she loves the power she holds over you

she has your hair in a ponytail and the more you get comfortable with the whole thing, she WILL make you gag

she acts like it's her dick (yeah i know we covered that) but like esp when you're sucking her strap, she will just dirty talk u the entire time

"you like my dick, pretty girl? like gagging on my dick?" cus yeah, u do

oh and yes, she does have breeding kink

it breaks her heart that she can't get you pregnant 😪

but she sure as hell will pretend to!!!!!

will 100% bend you over and just yap about getting you pregnant

also if she's fucking you in missionary, she expects you to look at her the entire time

so if you turn away, she will grab your face and keep you looking straight at her

FUCK IDK WHY THAT'S SO HOT

paige is a D1 yapper i fear, and that would 10000% seep into the bedroom LMAO

mostly praise cus babygirl would feel really bad but when she gets into, she GETS into it

like she will call you her slut as she's about cum

that post-nut clarity goes hard the first time tho cus she's like no way i called my gf a dirty fucking slut 😭😭 she sits with her thoughts for a good 10 minutes trying to recollect herself

she is a munch for sure, like she will eat you out for hours and hours on end (not an exaggeration btw)

but she LOVES when you give back

it makes her go fucking feral when she sees you eating her out, like yessssssssssssss

she has to close her eyes bc if she keeps looking at your face, she WILL cum

she has a bad hair pulling problem, like she will grip your hair so hard your head will hurt after

it's apart of the appeal tho 🎀

her fav spot to get absolutely ate is her gaming chair cus like, she needs you in between her legs giving her support to get that victory royale 💯💯💯

she hates when she gets ass or tits bc she genuinely cannot pick

it depends on the day bc they're both great, she will never pick one

i feel like she's definitely thought ab fucking you in public but she can't risk it

SHES A D1 ATHLETE !!

the only time yall did was in a bathroom at an event and it was SOOO bad afterwards cus everyone could tell

you had to pretend like you didn't get your brains fucked out and paige had to pretend she didn't DO the fucking

but lowkey she enjoyed it a lot, but would she do it again?

maybe, a solid maybe (with the right motivation)

okay but like ....

she def has fingered u while the girls are over cus like, she was in a silly mood?

you just looked too fucking good, she had to

but thank god no one noticed (at least to yalls knowledge...)

she's a horny fuck ARGUE WITH THE WALL

she will get turned on by anything you do, like homegirl is just sooooo down bad for you

you could be applying chapstick and paige will be like "we need to fuck, now."

paige's aftercare is just giving you water and cuddling with you for 10 mis while scrolling on tiktok and then gets up to play fortnite with kk

she literally is the tiktok where it's like "after he rearranges my organs he goes and plays fortnite" i hope yall know what i'm talking about

but you don't mind ofc cus she makes you sit on her lap while playing

but then turns into another round cus shes a horny fuck

paige is all for hickies on YOU but she gets pissed when you give her a hickey cus she's like people are gonna see

like she's the only one who has to deal with the public 🙄🙄🙄

but she loves marking you EVERYWHERE, esp on your collarbone like it's so sexy

oh and god bless you in the summer, the ones on your thighs are getting AIRED OUT bc paige does not care

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yooniivrse · 9 months ago

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healing touches | myg

summary. sometimes, your boyfriend's tender touches and caring actions help heal your fragile state faster than any medication.

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pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: fluff, established relationship au

word count: 2.2k

content/warnings: yoongi comes home to find you sick / he makes you food / reader can't help but fall asleep literally everywhere / very brief mentions of passing out / yoongi loves you too much 😪😪

a/n: im a slut for sick fics and i couldn't find many yoongi ones so i decided to just write one 😋 if anyone has any ideas for fluffy or suggestive yoongi drabbles feel free to drop them in my asks 🙏🙏

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"I'm home!"

Yoongi's voice echoes through the house and he furrows his eyebrows at the lack of response to his words.

Usually, he would meet you at the lobby of your shared apartment on weekdays, as you would often stay back to grade a few assignments or prepare for the next day. On the days he didn't meet you, he would hear your footsteps as you made your way to greet him, or some sort of noise to prove that you were busy doing something.

But today, there was nothing but silence. Yoongi shrugs it off. You probably just lost track of time.

He makes his way into the living room and places the keys onto the small key holder on the wall.

He begins to remove his jacket but his actions still when he finds you sitting on the couch, a large blanket completely wrapped around you. The TV in front of you was on, but the sound was barely audible and your head was turned away from whatever you had put on to rest against the leather sofa.

Yoongi folds his jacket over his arm as he makes his way over to you.

"Did you get back from work early today?" He asks, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

You groan softly as you stir, slowly moving your head up to look at him through squinted eyes. You were going to whine about how he had disturbed your sleep, but decide against it. Complaining needed energy, energy that you currently lacked.

"Didn't go today. Called in sick."

A bead of sweat rolls down your temple and you begin to move out of the warm confinements of your blanket. Yoongi quirks an eyebrow at you, reaching out his hand to place it against your forehead.

You didn't have a fever, but your words came out dry and broken and there was a clear flush to your cheeks.

"Why didn't you tell me? Are you still feeling sick?"

You nod softly and move the blanket to the opposite end of the couch. You cringe at how your top sticks to your body from the sweat coating your skin.

"I just had a headache in the morning so I didn't think much of it. But after you left, I was like cold all of a sudden so I used the thermometer and it said I had a fever."

You leave out the part where you almost fainted in the bathroom as you changed back into your pyjamas after calling in sick, not wanting to worry your already worried boyfriend.

"You should've called me, I would've left work in a heartbeat," he says as he presses his lips against your forehead.

You ignore the way your heart flutters at his words, failing to bite back a smile.

"It wasn't even that bad, don't worry. Plus, I'm pretty sure the fever pretty soon after. I just fell asleep on the couch."

"Still. Did you take any medicine?"

"Yeah, I took some painkillers for the headache."

You notice how dry your voice is in your throat, wincing at the pain when you try to swallow.

"Did it help?"

"Not really, but I'm fine now so."

Yoongi places his jacket on the couch and makes his way to the medicine box he had placed in one of the kitchen cabinets, having to look through each one before finding it. He takes two tablets and brings them over to you along with a glass of water.

"I'm fine now, babe, seriously," you mumble, reluctantly taking the tablets and the glass from his hands.

"I don't wanna take any chances, love. Drink up."

He watches you as you tip the glass over your mouth and gulp down its contents. You hand it back over to him with a small sigh, and he places it down on the coffee table.

Your eyes scan over Yoongi's body. He's wearing a simple black hoodie, the one you steal from him the most because of how comfy the fabric is.

You reach out your arms invitingly, wanting nothing more than to melt in his arms after not seeing him the entire day.

"I don't wanna get you more sick though," he says, tilting his head as he runs his hands through his grown-out hair.

A small pout forms on your lips and you throw him a scowl.

"I'll get more sick and die right now if you don't cuddle me."

Yoongi laughs at your words. His gums are on display and his eyes crinkle into crescent moons.

"So dramatic," he mumbles.

The leather beside you sinks beneath his weight as he sits down and you instantly wrap yourself around him. His body radiates warmth and you throw one leg over his lap, snuggling your head closer into his chest.

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You don't quite remember falling asleep, but when your eyes flutter open, the sunlight in the room is replaced by blue rays emitting from the TV.

Goosebumps erupt across your back and you slightly shiver. The space beside you is empty, Yoongi is no longer there to provide you with any heat.

You blame the moody weather for the chills you feel across your body. You were starting to regret throwing away the patterned blanket a few hours earlier, desperately craving the warmth it had enveloped you with.

A few minutes go by and the only thing on your mind is how you were going to die of hypothermia any minute now. You had closed your eyes in hopes of falling asleep again, but your actions went in vain.

You let out a small groan as you turn your head to try to spot the blanket, trickles of pain erupting from your neck.

The fabric sat just out of your reach, and it seemed to mock your weak attempts at attempting to grab it.

You give up fairly quickly and resort to sitting completely still, trying to dull the ache that pulses through your limbs.

You hadn't been this sick in months and you felt as if this was the universe's way of reminding you how miserable it was.

"You OK?"

Yoongi's voice is deep and you look up to see him standing at the doorway to the living room carrying a plastic bag in one hand.

He throws his keys onto the counter and they hit the marble loudly.

His eyes squint against the harsh light of the TV as he sets down the bag and moves towards you.

"Yeah, I was just tryna get the blanket. Where were you?"

He brushes away a few strands of your hair before resting his hand against your forehead.

"Shit, you're burning up. I don't think a blanket is a good idea, love," he says.

"But it's freezinggg."

Your words come out as a small whine. Yoongi's eyes shift between you and the blanket, weighing out both options.

"How about you go to the bedroom and I can put a wet towel on your head, so you cool down while also being under the duvet?"

You practically shiver at the idea of a cold towel against your skin.

"Fine."

Yoongi reaches out his hand and you hold onto it as you stand up. It takes more energy than anticipated and you wince at the throb of pain in your legs.

"Where were you?" You repeat.

"Oh right. I was gonna make you rice porridge so I needed to get some stuff. Apparently it's great for when you're feeling sick."

You smile at your boyfriend and place a small kiss on his cheek.

"Thanks, baby."

"Mhm, no problem." Yoongi's grateful for the dim lighting of the room so that you don't have the satisfaction of seeing the blush that taints his cheeks.

"I'll bring it to the bedroom, you go lie down."

You nod before slowly making your way to the bedroom as Yoongi moves into the kitchen.

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By the time Yoongi comes into the room with a bowl in his hand, you're fast asleep again.

You lie completely curled up and covered by the blankets. Your cheeks are flushed from the incredible warmth you are putting your body through.

Yoongi sits down on the mattress carefully, not wanting to disrupt your peace.

"Wake up, love. Your food's ready."

"Not hungry," you mumble, bringing your knees closer to your body.

"You're not gonna get any better if you stay hungry."

You huff and reluctantly stretch out your limbs. With great effort, you lazily sit up against the headboard of the bed.

Yoongi takes a spoonful of the rice porridge and brings it to your lips. You take a mouthful and swallow it down eagerly.

"Not hungry my ass," Yoongi says with an accusing stare and you laugh.

You can't shake off the warm feeling that fills your heart at the domestics of the entire scene at hand as you take another large bite.

You end up eating the entire bowl but decide against asking for seconds. The need to sleep was stronger than anything else right now.

Yoongi leaves the room to put the bowl back and bring you a wet towel. He returns to find you sleeping again.

Your body must be exhausted from fighting whatever sickness had overtaken you for you to be sleeping this much.

He gently places the towel over your forehead, pressing it down so that it doesn't slip off onto the mattress.

Your brows furrow at his actions but you don't wake up. His hand reaches out to tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear, mumbling under his breath.

"Pretty."

Yoongi never thought he would find the one. He believed in love, but the idea of finding someone he could think of as home always seemed too unrealistic, a mere fantasy he would sometimes use for inspiration in his lyrics.

He never thought that the simple thought of someone could brighten his day. Until he met you.

You were chaotic and quiet and everything in between. Someone people could talk to comfortably and freely, someone open-minded and thoughtful.

Everyone seemed to love you, which is why it confused Yoongi whenever you would get flustered at the compliments that fell from his lips.

He thought you would have been used to it. He didn't know how someone could talk to you without showering you with compliments.

When he had told you this one night during the first few months of your friendship—before you started dating—you had laughed, confessing how you rarely ever got compliments. Yoongi still remembers how he had stood there dumbfounded.

Ever since that night, he had made a vow to shower you with compliments.

However, the words soon turned into a habit. They weren't any less truthful, but he found himself whispering them to you even while you were out of earshot or while you slept, like now.

Yoongi stays by your side for a minute longer, simply admiring the way the lamp on your nightstand illuminates your features with its faint glow.

Eventually, he stands up, only to feel your hand grab his before he can take a step.

Your grip is loose and your eyes are still closed, but you lightly tug at the sleeve of his hoodie and he finds himself returning to your side.

"Can you get me the blanket from the living room?"

Exhaustion laces your words despite the numerous naps you had taken throughout the day.

"Aren't you warm enough? I dont want you to have a heatstroke or something."

"I won't, I swear. Please?"

How can Yoongi say no when your voice comes out so fragile and your grip is so gentle. Fuck, you truly did have him wrapped around your finger.

"Fine."

You smile and Yoongi feels his heart skip multiple beats.

Your hand drops from his top and Yoongi retrieves your treasured blanket in less than a minute.

He drapes it over your figure, placing a kiss on your nose as he does so. He fights the urge to immediately slip into the bed beside you, not wanting your sickness to worsen from whatever his clothes may have contracted over the day.

He lazily strips himself and changes into the first pair of sweatpants he sees. He also takes off the wet towel from your forehead, wiping down your face and neck with it before folding it and placing it onto the nightstand.

Finally, he climbs under the duvet beside you. Your body instinctively turns to face his.

Yoongi doesn't expect to feel your lips on his cheek.

"Thank you. I really don't deserve you," you whisper. You drape an arm across his chest and roll onto your stomach, letting out a small moan of pain as you do so.

"You do, baby."

You deserve a lot more than just him taking care of you. You deserve the world itself in your hands and Yoongi knows that if you were to ever ask, he would give it to you in a heartbeat. He would give you the world and so much more.

He leans over your body to switch off the lamp.

"I love you," you whisper, a small yet content smile drawn on your face.

"I love you too."

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qqhez · 2 months ago

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Hiiii! :))

This is kinda one of my first times requesting, so I don't know if I'll do this right, so please bare with me 🙏😞

Since you're asking for requests, I thought about a fem!reader x Hwang In-Ho smut one shot? I don't know if you're willing to do aus, but maaaybe a professor!Hwang In-Ho x student!reader au (legal ofc) where the reader is in love with his professor and thinks he doesn't know (he has heard her talk with her friends before) because she's well behaved and all of these things (the professor definitely knows, he just finds it cute and she's much younger). He isn't giving any signs of liking her back, so she thinks he's oblivious (she's grateful for that), till the final day of classes where the professor is giving the final grades, and she got the best of the class, so he manages to give her grades to her the last, keeping them alone in the classroom? And then confessions and smut ensues?

You can change it to your liking, sorry if I wrote too much :')

TYSM IN ADVANCE 💕💕

-🪐 anon (since now)

OMG THIS IS AN AMAZINGGG IDEA THANK YOU SM 🪐 I LOVE YOU❤️❤️

TEACHERS PET // HWANG IN-HO

Pairing: student!reader x teacher!Hwang In-Ho

Warnings: smut so 18+, teacher x student, no protection (I forgor), praising, lowk ddlg idfk, huge age gap, creampie, ig thats it?

An: shiiiii im sorry if this feels really rushed🙁 school just started again and I’m so tired😪 pls enjoy🙏 also omg I watched Bungee Jumping Of Their Own today and I cried so much :(

In school everyone knew you as the kind and well behaving girl. All the teachers liked you and you were top of your class. But between your friends you were known for having a crush on your teacher. All of your friends knew about it, because you cant keep your mouth shut. But what can you do when your teacher is hot as hell and just soo dreamy. In fact you spent many classes just dreaming about him and not getting any work done.

Right after the bell rings, In-ho’s students slowly arrive in his classroom. He’s usually at the door greeting the students, and of course looking for his favourite student who is of course you. He tried not to smile at you as you walked in and sat with your friends. And of course, again, you spent the whole class just looking at him.

At the end of the class he got up and said to the whole class, “I’m really glad that I got to teach you all this year. Now I’ll give you all your final tests back. When you hear your name, come here for a moment and after that you’re free to leave.” You were sat at the very back of the classroom with your friends. You actually wanted to sit at the very front, so you could be close to In-Ho, but your friends dragged you to the back.

Finally, he called your name. You were the very last one in the room. You quickly got up and walked over to his desk. “Here. Good job.” In-Ho said as he handed the paper to you. He watched you smile, when you saw that you got the best grade possible. “You’re my top student.” He told you, as he got up and gave you a little pat on the shoulder. Right when you’re about to thank him, he interrupts you. “I need to talk to you about something”

As you heard those words leave his mouth, it felt like your heart skipped a beat. ‘Is this it? Does he like me?’ Were the only things in your mind. For three years, you had been giving him signs that you were really in love with him. But you never got anything back from him, until now.

“I’ve heard what you’ve said about me to your friends.” He said with a grin on his face. “Oh! Sir I’m so sorry-” you manage to say before he interrupts you again. “It’s okay. I have those feelings towards you too.” He said and stood up from his chair and taking a step closer to you. He lifted your chin up with his fingers and looked lovingly in your eyes. You hesitated for a moment but still crashed your lips together with him. You started to make out on his desk.

You made out for some time and slowly, you pulled away from him even though it was really difficult. “What if Someone catches us?”you asked while you were still holding his face in your hands. “Look.” He pointed at the clock. “You’re not my student anymore, so it’s okay.” He reassured you. ”you still wanna do this?“ he asked, playing his hands on your hips. You looked in his eyes and said ”Yes.”

He pulled you by your hips and turned you around, so that now you were bending over his desk. He put most of his weight on you so you couldn’t get away from him and slowly kissed you down from your neck to your thighs. This was easy for him, because you usually wore a skirt to school, or at least in the summer. When he lifted your skirt up to reveal your panties, a small ‘aww’ left his mouth, when he saw the cute pink panties you were wearing.

“My god.. you’re soaking wet! You really want me this bad?”

You tried to hide your face from all this embarrassment. “Mmmmhm” was all you could let out. You couldn’t even think about what’s gonna happen next, when your panties were pulled down and his fingers were inside of you. You couldn’t help but moan. “Shhhh.. it’s okay…” he whispered while coming up to kiss your neck again.

He pulled his fingers out of you, so that he could unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down. Few seconds without his fingers got you all whiny and desperate to feel him again. “Are you ready?” He said while stroking his cock a few times, even though it was hard already. “Yes.. please, be gentle..” you whined as he began to spread your folds.

He managed to only get the tip in, and you were already a moaning mess. He made sure he was being really gentle with you and always checking that you were okay. “Good girl. You’re doing so good.” He praised you as he started thrusting into you harder.

You kept gripping on the papers on his desk as you came closer to your orgasm. The way he was grunting and letting out small moans made you sure that he was close too. “Mm im gonna come-” he grunted in your ear as he sped up his thrusts. And that was it. You both came at the same time.

He waited for a small moment and before he pulled out,he kissed you on the lips again. ”my baby, you did so good. Tomorrow at the same time?” He asked as you pulled your panties back up. “That’s a deal.”you said and kissed him again.

#hwang in ho #lee byung hun #smut #teacher x student #squid game #front man #bungee jumping of their own #teacher crush #player 001 #fluff #18+ mdni #writing #fanfic #fiction #fic writing

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flowershines · 1 year ago

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✰ REACTION: RANDOM SEXUAL TEXTS WITH THE LEGAL LINE

{warnings} ⇨ smut, mentions of sex

HEESEUNG:

when r u coming back again?

soon, baby soon

miss you so much

wish u were here

been needing u so bad

aw my baby been needing my cock

your pussy clench around nothing wishing my cock was filling you up?

hee don’t get me all wet

ur not even here to help :(

wanna ft?

my cock is twitching at the thought of your cunt being filled w me

JAY:

just had the best dream

it was of u 🫶

aww what did we do

cuddle?

watch movies?

nope

we fucked

ffs jay 😣

you were sitting on my face then rode me

please sit on my face

need your cunt suffocating me

PARK JONGSEONG

get a hold of ur dick

it’s scaring me :(

JAKE:

please shove your dick so far in my throat

need you so bad, please fuck me like a little slut

your so hot

put your cock in me 🤗

IM GRIPPING AT THE WALLS

i’m ur fuck toy use me!!!!

omg Y/nnie?

srry saw a edit of u 😞

you’re that crazy for me huh?

if u were serious about all of that i will fuck ur throat

i will use you like a fuck toy

and i will fuck you so good princess

u bless my day

I LOVE U SM

I love you too 🫶

SUNGHOON:

good morning stinky

good morning love

how’d you sleep

good still tired tho

wbu

good ig

hoon jr never disappoints 🫡

again?!

you should come over and help me

🙏

nooooo

i just woke up 😪

what am i supposed to do

u got a hand right? do what u do when i’m not there

i grind against your pillow wishing it was you

u brat

i’ll be there in 10

I love you 🫶🫶

shut up

SUNOO:

y u look so fine

the manspreading?!!!!

😍😍

gorgeous i’m live

can’t talk rn :(

that’s fine just open my messages when you are done 🤗

okii

make sure to only watch me 😡

don’t worry pretty boy i am

Y/N

you can’t call me things like that

aww blushing boyyy

such a cutie

bet you won’t be ‘aw’ing me when i’m fucking your tight cunt when we get back to the dorms

silent?

be ready gorgeous

yes sir 🫡

JUNGWON:

please come over

the members are gone

i can finally fuck you and get a taste of that sobbing wet cunt

HELLO??

what happened to good afternoon or i love you so much pretty??

baby please

my cock is twitching at the thought of you

i swear just the thought of you can make me cum

i need you

see now y didn’t u just say that 🤩

tell me more, elaborate.

im gonna eat you out

then fuck you till the members get back

but you need to hurry humping the mattress isn’t as good as you

how dare u start w/o me 🥲

i’m omw handsome

#smut #fluff #enha x reader #enhypen smut #heeseung smut #jake smut #jay smut #jungwon smut #sunghoon smut #sunoo smut

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creeksandsocks · 2 months ago

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The Diner

Pairing Eddie Munson x f!reader

Tags: Fluffy, Mature (just to be safe), bad writing, writer has no knowledge of Dnd, Mentions of food/eating

Authors note: okay, this is my first EVER fic, so please bear with me 😪 as the writing and pacing will probably be janky. This is really a conglomeration of a bunch of little ideas that come into my head about the man of the hour, please feel free to leave me constrictive criticism or any asks! Thank you so much for reading my fic *mwah

[3.8k words]

It's freezing, early winter’s 9 PM wind gives you goosebumps down your legs. You wrangle the flowing pleats of your skirt in your left hand, hoping to both provide yourself any semblance of insulation and protect yourself from flashing your panties to the empty Hawkins High Parking lot. Your right hand clutches the pay phone to you, it stays nestled in the crook of your shoulder as you desperately try to call Steve.

Your eyes reread the graffiti that was hastily scratched into the weathered plastic of the booth. Before you can reread the entirety of the angsty scribbles on the wall, you're put through to voicemail. For the umpteeth time, you hear his outgoing message repeat “You’ve reached Steve, I can’t answer your-”. You slam your finger onto the “2” symbol of the key pad, effectively skipping through the rest of his message so you can beg into the receiver.

“Hey, man!” you grit “I get your probably tired, but, like, im freezing out here. Please come pick me up- us up!”

You're stranded in the parking lot of your own high school. Dustin had somehow convinced you that it was in fact a good use of your Friday night to drive him to his hellfire club meeting. Because you loved him (and because your BFF Robin was forced into an awkward and inescapable dinner with her estranged grandparents) and your Friday night was rendered free you gave the kid a ride. After dropping him off and sending a lighthearted wave his way (which he decided he isn’t yet too cool to reciprocate). You tried pulling out of your spot. The thing is, you’re close enough to downtown and already out of the comfort of your bed that you decided to make your time at least a little bit useful, maybe exchange the sweater that's been sitting in your trunk for two months or windowshop downtown? But, your plans were ruined the second you place your foot on the gas.

While contorted in the front seat, trying to stretch and see behind yourself as you peel out of your spot, the car's steering wheel pulled against you and and the entire vehicle veered left. Slamming your foot on the break your heart sunk. Fuck, you think im screwed. You hop out of the drivers chair and the cold bites at you as you timidly make your way around your car, investigating what the problem could be. You make a semicircle around the hood of your car before you are met with the culprit. A cartoonishly large nail was stabbed into the side of your tire, leaving the entire thing deflated.

Though it felt like your joints had been frozen and locked into place by the nipping cold, you remarkably made it back into the driver's seat of your car, relishing the heated air that swirled around you. Running through ideas you decided your best bet was Steve. You didn’t have a spare tire, your parents would probably make a whole fuss out of your flat tire, robin was busy, too. Though he had made a big point on how “fucking awesomeeee” his before-dinner nap would be, you couldn’t fathom it lasting longer than the four hours it had been - let alone a phone call blaring from his nightstand.

You scavenged around your car and ended up with a decent ball of random change from the floor mats of your car. Reaching into the backseat you grabbed the sweater you had stashed back there before leaving. You threw it over your head, and pulled your hair from being trapped under the neckline. You braced yourself and did a mad dash to the phone booth. You called Steve three times before you decided your attempts to rouse the, apparently still, sleeping bear were futile and trudged back to your car. After turning your keys in the ignition and warming your stiff fingers in the vents you devised a plan. You'll wait here for the duration of Dustin’s campaign When the meeting is scheduled to end, you return to the phone booth. Given that the meeting goes its usual fifteen minutes overtime, you'll have enough time to call and convince Steve to come and be a hero to both you and Dustin. In the absolute worst, most embarrassing, hoping-you-get-hit-by-lightning case you could ask Gareth for a ride. Out of all the driving-age Hellfire members, he’d probably be most keen on doing you a favor like this. In fact, he said he owed you his “entire life and academic career” when you corrected his French homework for him. But, you've never hung out with, colloquially known to Dustin, “the boys”. Let alone any boy ever. It just felt too intimate to ask him for a ride, besides you weren’t sure you'd be able to handle standing in the vicinity of the leading member of Hellfire who’s been the apple of your eye for the past few months, Eddie.

To set the record straight, Eddie is known as gumdrop to you and Robin (because it is in fact best friend law to have nicknames for your guys’ crushes). Robin, you and Steve have all basked in the shared misery of lovesickness together from behind the counter of your job at Family Video. Besides silently judging customers and their movie choices, you spent your shifts reveling in moments throughout the day when you had brief and blushing eye contact with your respective crushes.

For now, you were entirely content with adoringly staring at the side of Eddie’s big, boyish head from the last row of your history class. Besides gentle urging from both your closest friends, you’ve never really made a move on him. Other than asking him the day’s date or sharing shocked eye contact whenever your teacher said something especially out of pocket. In the cafeteria, Robin often stared at you knowingly every time you started gumdrop’s direction, giggling when he made a stupid or obscene gesture from the head of his own table. She was frankly disgusted when you blushed at him halfway-choking on a pretzel. You thought, hahaha hes sooo funny and silly he coughed omgg lol his friends didnt notice when the pretzel went downthe wrong pipe ahahha omg hes so cute i didnt even get the ick from that he's like a baby ani-.

That leads you to now, freezing and hopeless. From far away you hear the auditorium doors slam “damn it!” You curse. The hollering of pubescent boys is a telltale sign Hellfire has let out. You decide that it's the lesser of two evils to just ask Gareth for a ride rather than be discovered by a pack of teenage boys as you curl yourself around a pay phone. You put your last 10¢ into the pay phone and add to the avalanche of messages Steve will be bombarded with when he wakes up. “Okay, so! Change of plans, I'm getting a ride you don't need to do anything, goodnight love you bye!” You quickly gush out before you slam the phone back into its holder. Resulting in a reverberating, metallic chime from the man-handled tech. You lean your back on the wall of the school, pitching both your feet out in front of you and using the push of them to keep you balanced. You take a deep breath, it's refreshing even though stunted by the pinching cold. Moments after you’ve made yourself comfortable against the brick wall, Jeff swings around the corner followed by Freak and Gareth.

They do look shocked to see you, but certainly not disappointed. In fact, they're probably in heaven. You're a pretty girl stationed just outside of a seemingly successful club meeting. They form a line facing you, and Gareth speaks up first. “Hi, what’re you doin’ here? Like, we don’t mind or anything but Dustin said you were just dropping him off?” You inhale to reply before Jeff blurts out “We’re actually gonna grab some burgers down the road, if you wanted to come?” The sweet boy tries to dull his own enthusiasm by (not)cooly adding “Cause you're with Dustin anyways”. I mean, you are hungry and Dustin loves these guys, why deprive him of a prime Friday night just because you are nervous? You shock yourself with how confidently you reply “Yeah, actually! I would love to, I mean as long as it's not a burden at all!”.

“Oh shit!” freak interjects and whips his head towards his left, “Jeff I left my backpack in your car”. Jeff deadpans the man before gesturing for him to follow out into the parking lot. Now alone there's a comfortable silence between you and Gareth.

He breaks the silence asking you how your night went. You start, “Uh… my car actually-”.

You’re abruptly cut off by being body slammed into the brick wall behind you. Your senses are overwhelmed by a throb at the back of your head and shoulders paired with the strong scent of a boy. You groan and slowly open your eyes. Standing in front of you Is Eddie Munson in all of his glory - he tightly rounded the corner thinking he would be met with emptiness, but instead slammed you a step back into the school's wall. As he steps back from you he apologizes profusely, “Oh my god, i'm so sorry, seriously! I really didn’t expect to see you there, are you okay?”. You give him a gentle smile and reassure him “no, don’t worry! It’s really okay, like actually it doesn’ even hurt”. He continues to apologize and confirm you haven’t been damaged by his foolery. You continue to tell him that, really, you’re okay. You forget about the cold air, Gareth (who is bent over laughing at his best friend) and the slight pain in your skull. When you realize that: Eddie is still standing very close to you and he is still very cute from that distance. It seems you both realize at the same time that you're standing intimately close, but he only steps back seconds later when he’s snapped back into reality by Dustin and Mike rounding the corner.

“HEY GUYS”, Gareth wheezes as he angles himself towards two youngest arrivals. Now fully upright, but still suffering the aftershocks of what is probably the hardest he’s laughed all week. “Eddie just-” he cuts himself off again with guffawing.

Eddie whips around, “C’mon man it wasn't even that funny” he grits. Though it’s impossible to tell, it sounds like his eyes are wide and pleading as he commands his friend. Eventually, Gareth is able to share the scenario with both the freshman and the boys returning from their car errand. By the time he's gotten it out, even you and Eddie, though blushing, are able to laugh at yourselves, too.

Youv’e all organized yourself into a huddle. Everyone is delighted to confirm that “operation burger” is indeed still a go; mostly unchanged by you, the newest addition to the escapade. You hadn’t found an appropriate time to share the unfortunate predicament that your car could be found in just yet. You decide that it's better to drop the bomb on Gareth after your group diner-date. Hoping to avoid baskining the in the humiliation for the entirely of your time if he so happens to say no. Eddie, being the only owner of a vehicle large enough to transport the entire group of teenagrs, was forced into being the driver. Thankfully though, he doesn’t seem to mind; assuming the role similarly to how he did with becoming the leader of Hellfire club.

Walking to his van, which is parked in the back corner of the parking lot, Eddie and you lag behind the rest of the group. Walking near him, you watch as both of your guys’ breath is visible in the night air. Though Dustin, Mike, Lucas and Will often gushed about their weekend-long campaigns to you, you didn’t really know much about DnD. Much to the dismay of the kids, you never joined them in a game no matter how eager they seemed to teach you. “So, how was your, uh, game” you question, “is it, like, finished or successful, or did you win or something?”. Though you cringe at yourself for sounding so amateur in your questioning, you’re proud of yourself for talking unprompted.

His furrowed brows raise as he processes the question. He removes his hands from deep inside his leather jacket pockets so that he can gesture with them. “Well it actually was pretty cool!” he enthuses, and you're immediately relieved that he understood you, “They made a lot of progress in it- but it's still far from being done, like a couple hours at least. They usually take a couple meetings before we can wrap them up. But so far, im totally kicking their asses”. He smirks when he notices that you stared kindly at him with big eyes without his entire spiel. Besides softly reassuring him “nice, that's good..” an awkward silence fell between the two of you.

You're close enough to his van that the freshman who were leading the pack are waiting expectantly at the side of the van. From your peripheral vision, you can see him eyeing you. You probably look pathetic right now, goosebumped legs, and clutching your thin sweater around yourself, in a futile warming hug. “Umm” he breaks the silence, “are you cold? I can give you my jacket, it's no problem really-”. You blush and angle your head to the right, hoping to shield your smirk from him. You whip your head around to respond to him, but he's already it shrugging off. Though you’re delighted to wear his jacket. His jacket! You're scared that he's simply offering because he’s a gentleman. It’s not out of character for him to act so gallantly towards you; he opens the classroom door for you every time he's given the opportunity. One time he even pried your stuck locker open for you while you fawned at his biceps flexing under his Slayer band tee. You grab it from him and enjoy the fact that it’s still warm from his body heat. You also enjoy the look of his outfit, a Dio shirt layered over a white long sleeve. You earnestly thank him before you bundle up in it and overlap the front zippered panels on your stomach, wrapping yourself in it. His jacket smells just like him, perfect and manly without the suffocating amounts of cologne.

The entire group reaches the van and piles in. It seemed Eddie wanted to offer you the passenger seat, but Freak was already buckling himself in before he could ask. You’re all squeezed in the back two rows. You, specifically, are squashed between Mike and Dustin. The ride to the diner is filled with boys recounting the events of the campaign, congratulating and criticizing each other. You reach your destination before you’re even able to entirely settle in, it’s maybe four minutes from your school. He parks in the back of the parking lot. He doesn’t want to clog up prime parking with his massive mode of transport. You all rush into the diner and head to one of the booths that lines the walls of the decrepit diner. He gestures, kindly, for you to take the first spot, nearest to the window. You slide in and he quickly follows suit, he wants to make sure he secures the prime spot next to you. Everyone piles in freak next to Eddie and you end up facing Dustin, and you kick his shins under the table like your siblings. Jeff and Gareth are sitting on the backrest of the booth that both younger boys occupy, leaning in. Weirdly, the diner is barren for a Friday night. Some sleazy party is probably booming in one of the estates in a neighbourhood nearby. Though out of the ordinary, none of the group condemns the empty diner. You are subsequently free from prying eyes of jocks and now have even more reason to be rowdy, though still respectful enough to avoid annoying the entire restaurant, diners and waitstaff, alike.

Mel’s diner is nice enough, it’s had a boost in business since Benny’s went out of business a while back. The seats are bright vinyl leather and the two legged table top is infinitely sticky. Some of the overhead lights flicker occasionally, but overall its a nice place with a gumball machine exactly to the left of the front entrance.

You keep Eddie’s jacket on, not wanting to lose the conforming weight of it wrapped around your shoulders, it also shields you from the night’s cold seeping in through the front windows just next to you. An older waitress comes and collects your orders. You only want a chocolate shake despite the cold, chocolate milkshakes always hit the spot. Dustin orders one too, only switching it for vanilla. Most of the boys order burgers, fries and drinks. They're probably starving - they've unlikely had any sustenance since school ended other than Mountain Dew and Pringles that they feast on during their campaigns. While waiting for the food to come, the boys continue to recap their campaign and Eddie makes sure to tilt his head towards you to fill in any information he thinks that a non-participant would need to follow along.

It feels awfully intimate to have him so close to you, almost cageling you in every time he verbally annotates the conversation. The old leather seats pucker under his manly frame and his radiating body heat makes your mouth water as he's splayed out next to you. Sometime after placing your orders, he stretched both his arms around the back of the seat rest. Leaving his arms wide and chest opened. It almost feels like his arm is around your shoulders - being squished three people deep into a two-seater has forced your shoulder near to his armpit. From there, his body heat radiates even stronger.

The waitress eventually brings your guys’ food, she splits it into two runs in order to prevent spilling any. Everyone’s quieted now, fully focused on eating their meal. Eddie keeps his left arm, the one behind you, perched on the back of the seats. His right arm was relieved of its station and holds his burger.

He’s a cute eater, you think. He closes his mouth politely as he chews but still stays engaged in the conversation by furrowing his brows or a strained closed-mouthed smile. As he takes a challengingly large bite of the burger ketchup squeezes from the burger onto his lip and pants, his tongue darts out to lick the small drip from his lips. The drip on his jeans is just above the line that connects his thigh to hip. The ketchup doesn’t immediately absorb into the black denim and almost hovers above it, nestled in the folds of his pants. Now, it is not your fault that the ketchup is a mere four inches from his… manly convexity and it is not your fault that you're entranced by the projection in the crotch of his pants. Your head snaps up when he peers over at you with blushing cheeks, embarrassed to have spilled on himself in front of you, even in such a minor amount. You keep eye contact and barely contain snorting laughs as he gingerly slides a napkin from the table and wipes the glob off his pants. He still has an unchewed mouthful of burger, bulging his cheeks out like a hamster when he slowly places his pointer finger against his mouth. At that, you both chuckle. He balls his previously pointing hand into a fist to cover his mouth as it opens to laugh.

He smirks the left side of his mouth and side eyes you, in an attempt to keep his head straight as he sneaks one of his fries into your shake. Grinning mischievously as he brings the dipped fry to his mouth. You return the favor, keeping your head straight ahead as you strain your eyes looking to the right to steal one of his fries and eat it bite-by-bite. He doesn’t even mind that you chose one of his perfectly soggy long ones instead of a sub-par fry.

It’s been awhile since you’ve gotten to the diner. You don't want to leave, you've fallen into comfortable conversation with all the guys at the table. You even basked in moments when all pairs of eyes were on you as you shared juicy bits about school drama that was previously entirely unknown to them.

When your waitress finally arrives you all silently agree to pay for your own meals, it's common knowledge among broke high school kids like yourselves that it's everyman for himself when it comes to paying. Everyone pools their money in the middle of the table. As someone who has easy access to the bills and change that clutter the table, Eddie takes to bundling it up and handing it to the waitress, he tells her to keep the change with an unsubtle wink that she’s unamused with. Eddie doesn’t even look at you as he slides the five dollar bill you placed down to pay, back to you. You assume he thought you laid it out on the table as you rifled through your wallet for exact change. Before you can correct him, though, he's already sliding out of the diner booth. You follow him out and hold your flaccid bill out to him.

“To pay” to tell him, hoping your assumption had been correct, that he just didn’t notice your bill sitting on the table.

“No uh, I did you! I’m happy to do you!” He says as he stretches his arm up to nervously scratch his neck.

“What?!” you say as you are laughing at his unintentionally implied dirty talk.

“No- wait, I mean I paid for you! Sorry, like I did it for you…” he becomes shy as he corrects himself and his cheeks grow pink.

You spare the poor guy any more embarrassment and thank him before you all trudge out of the diner. Eddie’s just thankful that Gareth wasn’t within earshot of that one, he was unsure he'd ever live it down.

Everyone reassumes their spots as you crowd yourself in the back of his van, and you're disappointed at how short the drive is. You hoped this moment would last forever, if not a little longer. You enjoy the familial feeling that shines in the van. The cold air that greets you as you step out the van pulls you out of the moment.

You're sure at this point Gareth will give you a ride home, but that's at the back of your mind as you try to catch Eddie's eye so you can wave him off into the night.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie x you #first post #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things fic

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yoonyeon0 · 3 months ago

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⭑.ᐟ WASTED! | kengan hcs pt. 2

── .✦ WITH: julius, kaneda, kanoh, kaolong, kiozan, kiryu, raian x you

── .✦ SUMMARY: the kengan men had a bit too much to drink - how do they act?

── .✦ WARNINGS:

suggestive, cursing, mentions of alcohol, drunk idiotic men, raian, kiryu, female body parts and pronouns used, throwing up mentions, might be some spelling errors: sorry in advance, ooc 😪

── .✦ AUTHOR’S NOTES: second part!! the last part will be posted tmmrw 😝

⭑.ᐟ JULIUS

nothing changes??

bro has a great alcohol tolerance and can drink as much as he needs and won’t get drunk to the point where he is acting a fool

couldn’t be hayami lol

you were regretting your decision of challenging your big mass of a boyfriend to a drinking match. you were already 3 drinks down and you felt like throwing up while the man beside you was just calmly ordering his fourth.

“are you okay? you’re going to lose if you don’t hurry up and order your fourth.”

you slowly cranked your neck to make eye contact with julius while he spoke. it seemed like he could tell you were out for the count based on your eyes widening in disbelief. the sight made him chuckle and unfortunately, you weren’t gonna let that slide. he’s not only gonna hurt your pride but also laugh in your face? now you gotta get your get back.

“please get me three more drinks!”

your abrupt declaration of war made the man next to you stare in confusion - an emotion that you don’t usually see on his monotone face. you stared back at him with a smug grin on your face, somewhat provoking him.

“i don’t get it, why are you so put up with beating me in this? you know as well as I do that you can’t win.”

“well if i get too drunk you’ll take care of me so either way it’s a win-win situation for me whether i win or lose!”

“you’re more of a idiot than i thought.”

“hey what’s that supposed to mean!”

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⭑.ᐟ KANEDA

tries his best to stay composed but don’t blame him if he starts acting up

either way I don’t think he’s the type to do something so outrageous without Lihito or Okubo convincing him to

slurs his words but tries to cover it up

you were walking into the surprisingly busy bar with the intent to drink a bit and go home but that was ruined when you saw a certainly familiar face. kaneda suekichi, your crush for God knows how long. not noticing the mayhem happening in front of him, you decided to talk to him.

“oh hey kaneda! i didn’t expect you to be here!”

he turned away while giving you one of his usual small smiles.

“well i didn’t expect yu to be her as well [reader]!”

anyone with some type of hearing could notice the prevalent slur in his words.

“kaneda are you drunk?”

“n-no! i had a drink or two but im not drunk!”

the man waved his hands in front of him as if to deny the claim but once you decided to take a closer look at what was happening behind you knew that you couldn’t be so wrong.

it didn’t take you long to identify the three men that lurked around kaneda that were now singing a terribly off tune flyday chinatown. it seemed that it wasn’t only them, there was definitely more drunk men joking them while jumping and holding bottles of all types alcohol up in the air.

you deadpanned.

“those guys convinced you to get drunk right?”

"n-no.."

you raised an eyebrow.

“yeah..”

you decided to sit down on one of the bar table stools, dragging kaneda with you.

“uhh, i hob your not planning to get drunk too!!”

“well, a little bit of fun never hurt anybody right?”

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⭑.ᐟ KANOH

i wouldn’t say he is sensitive to alcohol but i wouldn’t say he isn’t so he’s in the middle

anyway, when he’s drunk he is much more smiley (uncanny valley smile btw) and i mean even in the worst moments

will smile when you mention ANYTHING. your dog dying, you getting promoted, etc.

doesn’t speak at all because he holding back the urge to puke so don’t tell to him to talk plz

you had gone to the bar because your husband was texting you about how much he had drunken and that he “definitely needed assistance” or in other words: he wanted to see you.

when you walked in, you hadn’t been so scared before. i mean, a man that is perceived to be mostly nonchalant was here smiling more than a baby.

“kanoh…how much did you drink?”

his soft smile got wider but he didn’t give you an answer.

“are you okay?”

no answer, just a soft smile.

you had decided to take the initiative and get him home as soon as possible because he most likely was already on the verge of throwing up everywhere. i guess he really needed that assistance.

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⭑.ᐟ KAOLONG

realistically speaking he DOESNT get drunk - he’s way too responsible for that

but if hypothetically speaking, i don’t think much would change - maybe a slight slur in his words that only you can catch because you have heard his voice a million times

maybe his cheeks would be redder/heat up

but i don’t think it would ever happen

a strange sight indeed,

your husband and his best friend doing karaoke with bottles everywhere so you obviously assumed that at least one of them had to be wasted.

now standing in the karaoke booth's doorway, you had noticed that your husband was now looking at you with a soft smile that he always gave you. since you were his significant other you could obviously see the slight redness on his cheeks. you slowly puffed out your chest to make yourself look more intimidating before starting to scold to two grown men.

“you guys completely left me out! going to karaoke while im at home and lonely!”

you sharply turned around to point a finger at the man who was shouting greetings to you before sending him a directed insult.

"and you! how do you think your girlfriend would feel seeing you out here completely gone because of your absurd ways of drinking!"

as if on command, the boy immediately quit shouting and instead sat down next to your husband with a frown on his face, as if preparing for more insults.

your husband was now looking at you with regret and guilt in his eyes, as if begging you to forgive him.

"im sorry dear, this whole thing was unexpected. if saw paing here had notified me beforehand I would absolutely ask you if you would like to come along."

you sighed loudly before taking one of the empty microphones one the table filled with bottles before beckoning with of the boys to come sing, in which you got confused faces.

"well cmon! i dont want you two to have all the fun without me!"

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⭑.ᐟ KIOZAN

dead silent when he drinks as well

I know that there a lot of the 'silent types' but this one is the best imo

he drinks like he is on a MISSION.

don't talk to him whiles he's downing all of these glasses of alcohol because he won't hesitate to death stare you untill you leave him alone

and if you dont, well

he won't do anything because he most likely is already too drunk to do anything

"hey, don't you feel sick?"

you had asked the man in front of you about his current condition because everything was giving you red flags. the man wouldnt say a peep to anyone and his face continually got redder and redder. he kept drinking like he was being forced to or something. you were just a sole bartender and it was probably not the best idea to even talk to him but it seemed like he was about to explode!

after meeting nothing but silence, you decided to speak up once more.

"uhm sir? im pretty sure this amount of alcohol is really bad for you and you should stop!"

this time you seemed to provoke a reaction out of him. he slowly looked up before giving you one of the nastiest glares you have ever received. you swore that you had killed his family or something by the way he was looking at you. eventually after maybe 3 or 4 minutes of death staring you, he continued to drink up his beer.

you stood there in shock while dead panning to yourself. you didn't get paid enough for this shit, why should you even bother?

but on the other hand, helping a cute boy might work in your favor.

so there you stood and spoke. persisting that said man should put the drinks down and go home. obviously he wasn't listening to you so you had no other choice but to keep going back and forth with him.

this had to be worth it in the end, right?

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⭑.ᐟ KIRYU

imma be SOO HONEST

reason this part came out so late was because this dude was the hardest to decipher

I literally don't think he would drink

and not because he's responsible or anything

literally just because he doesn't?

if he were to get drunk not much would change bcs it's....kiryu

im gonna have to come back to this one so ill keep thinking abt it

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⭑.ᐟ RAIAN

raian is my spirit animal

shouts curses EVERYWHERE

i mean he does that without being drunk but he slurs his words HORRIBLY

literally you will need a translator for this bcs HUH?

honestly mean, wrong, and loud

"HEY! YEAB YU GILY GIRL! WHAS TAKIN SO FUCKIN LONG WIT MY DAMN DRINK?"

you could see it in the eyes of your co-worker; she was absolutely terrified. you could tell the man was calling her shook her to her core and you could tell he was so close to running in the back. you sighed while rolling your eyes before finishing the customer you were on before going to your co-worker's trembling to attempt at comforting her. you stood in front of the man's red but terrifying face before pointing behind you; right into the man's face.

"hey, if you dont wanna take this scumbags order you can go out into the back for a break. we're almost done anyway and i dont want to stay here a minute longer."

your co-worker's eyes lighted up as her chest slowly deflating: as if holding some type of weight.

"th-thank you [name]! i promise ill repay you for this!"

you smiled a small smile while waving her off before returning to the man of the hour. he seemed to be chuckling instead of his usually yelling and insulting.

"hey, so yu hab the damn nerve to fuckin call meh a scumbag righ?"

you pout the side of lip up before giving him a disgusted face.

"listen. right now i could give less of damn of whatever is bothering you. tell me what you want to drink so that the both of us can be on our ways."

as if in a flash, the man suddenly disappeared and when you finally saw him again he was super close to your face, practically breathing on you. you pushed him back but he wouldn't budge, he would just continue to laugh sadistically and edge you on even more.

"ugh, leave me alone you fucker! i dont want you fucking nasty hands on me you dick!"

"hey now, don't be suh a stranga! you've got hella balls talking to me like that so i took a likin to ya! yu shoul be honored ya know?"

you swiftly furrowed your eye brows before taking a deep breath. you were gonna lose your temper because that's what his crazy ass wanted so you were stay like this untill he deemed you unfun-

"wouh! hey! where the fuck are you dragging me you hoe!"

"oh cmon! I won't do anythin to ya sweetheart! just wanna let gramps kno that I found my typa woman!"

"your type of WHAT?"

2025 will be sm different, my new years resolution is to not be gone for more then two day at a time. im gonna grind. also made this a 2:35 am so I'm TIREDDD gn or gm if you see this

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anzulvr · 1 year ago

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Hiii! Could i please request a karma x reader where reader is a crybaby and really sensitive but also super sweet to everybody no matter how mean they are?

Karma x sensitive reader // <3 // fluff, hcs.

In which Karma catches feelings for a crybaby.

— ୨୧ first meeting.

Karma and you get along well from the start, unlike most people in the main campus you don’t talk badly about E-class and you don’t make any judgements towards people without getting to know them- that’s especially important to note because Karmas never had the best reputation. Even so, you didn’t judge him based off rumors and comments made about him behind his back, earning you his respect!

— catching feelings.

Karma is the last person to be interested in dating, so whenever he starts getting all nervous and flustered around you he thinks he’s nauseous. He only realizes hes into you when he sees he’s sort of defensive over you, definitely brought to his attention by Rio(meddler) or Nagisa (He just wants to help).

✦ any time you’re upset he’s the first to ask who did something, super ready to fight anyone.

✦ He realizes he’s never wanted anyone to stick around as much as you.

—ʚ[End Class]ɞ

(If you were to drop to end class for whatever reason)

// first time meeting Korosensei you’re a sobbing mess.

Even then you’re trying to be nice telling him he’s not that scary (in reality you’re terrified because why is he like 10 feet tall..)

Korosensei frantically tries to get you to stop crying. “I promise I would never lay my tentacles on a student- I wouldn’t hurt you!! You can ask anyone in here I-”

Karma is laughing his ass off to the point he’s gripping his sides cause they hurt.

You get to sit next to him. Lucky (???) you.

The rest of the class is quick to warm up to you, if you’re not already friends that is.

— When you’re officially together.

Hes the biggest tease in existence, he can’t go 20 minutes without poking fun at you.

Has so many pictures and videos of you happy crying. (He will not let you live down.)

Also has a folder of pictures you send him whenever you’re crying over small / dumb things you find funny when you realize what you’re crying over.

(cause literally me too?? I’ll cry and laugh mid way when I realize how stupid it is 😭)

[Name]: we’re out of cookies.

[Attached image of you crying]

lmfao I’ll buy you some calm down💀 :[Karma]

[Name]: NVMM.. false alarm we have another box 😆!!

don’t care I’m at your doorstep with 5 boxes open up :[Karma]

[Name]: Wow you’re fast it’s only been like 3 minutes..

— <3 —

He brings up moments like that anytime he has the chance to embarrass you.

“Remember the time you cried cause you found out chickens live only like seven years.”

“Shut up it was really sad.”

“[Name] we had fried chicken like 20 minutes later and you devoured that shit.”

“That was so good, we should go again.”

ON ANOTHER NOTE.

No one is allowed to make you feel bad though, Terasaka is extra careful not to say anything to make you cry on days where he doesn’t want to end up on the ground.

You’re his go-to for advice. Especially if he’s ever arguing with anyone like his parents or his friends because you know more about emotions than he does.

Cannot handle seeing you upset because of something he does, the second your eyes even get the littlest misty he’s apologizing with food and flowers.

You hold a special place in his heart because often times you’re the only person he’s comfortable opening up to.

A/N: im behind on like 30 requests IM SORRY 😪😪😪

Also I didn’t really check for spelling errors for this one so tell me if you catch any pls!!!

#karma akabane #ansatsu kyoushitsu #akabane karma x reader #assassination classroom x reader #karma akabane headcannons #karma akabane x reader #assasination classroom #karma x reader #assassination classroom #assclass

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nmbrtobio · 7 months ago

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Tsukishima Kei x Y/n

f! reader

sorry this was really rushed 😪

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you and tsukishima were sitting on your bed, against the wall on your phones doing absolutely nothing else.

you had your airpod on the left side of your ear, listening to tsukishimas playlist after begging for it for about two months. N tsukishima was adding songs to another playlist he has had for quite awhile.

on your phone, listening to music you were scrolling through pinterest just trying to find cute picture ideas, or outfit inspos, and even some pictures of your favorite band.

it’s also a distraction to wait for tsukishima to make a move. like do anything, such as: holding your hand, moving your legs to put on top of his, laying his head on you, or even asking for the other airpod.

but he hasn’t done anything ever since you’ve guys gotten here.

tsukishima and you have been friends since the first year of being in karasuno, and now it’s only your second year. during the summer he would snatch your hand and pull you somewhere else whenever you were paying attention, or were doing something stupid and keep it there.

sometimes tsukishima would come over, and you guys would be on your bed, head on his shoulder, legs over his, with his hand just resting on your thigh.

always had those what ifs in your head.

what if he’s doing this because he wants to be close? what if he’s doing this because he likes you back? what if he’s doing this because it’s just normal.

tsukishima would be listening to music and he’ll admire you while it plays.

when daichi was giving you guys a ride to your homes, you fell asleep and tsukishima took you inside and made sure you were comfortable.

you weren’t sure if he liked you in the way you liked him. and you didn’t know that he knew you liked him.

usually by now you guys would be laughing and talking, maybe somehow cuddling. but no, nothing. just the light sound of the music coming from your airpods, on blast.

it’s been like this for awhile. the fact he hasn’t been doing those things for the past couple days scares you.

does he not wanna be here right now? maybe that’s why he hasn’t spoken yet.

“i’m gonna shower in a few minutes, you chose if you wanna stay or not.” you’re nervous, really nervous and don’t even know why. it’s starting to get a bit awkward for you too.

it doesn’t help the fact you have a crush on him too.

“Mkay.” is all he says, still on his phone but typing this time and no longer adding music to another playlist of his.

after those words come out of his mouth you get scared. you just stare at him.

but he also looks so… pretty.

leave that to the side, he didn’t even look at you or even say that he’ll stay and wait.

he looks at you, and you guys make eye contact. you’re just staring at each other. your biting the side of your cheek looking at him, trying to figure out why it’s getting so weird for you, and trying to not admire him so much.

he’s nervous also, but he doesn’t show it.

“What?” he says.

“nothing in just looking at you.”

he raises an eyebrow, “you’re weird.”

i’m gonna tell him. there’s are basically mixed signals right? all the things we do, it keeps me attached. i don’t want to be lead on, and get hurt all because i thought he shared the same feelings.

“i like you.” you blurt out, and as you were about to stop it there, you just felt the need to keep going. “i’m scared and i like you. i don’t know why exactly why i’m being so concerned and worried about the fact we haven’t spoken a lot right now which is weird, and over dramatic i guess, but also because what uh- we usually do hasn’t been happening and you’ve been less vocal. actually i should also mention that i like you. i do, after our first year at karasuno ended, i started liking you and i don’t know why cause your rude, but i like it cause it goes with you sarcasm but i also know that you care for me. this isn’t how i thought id end up telling you my feelings im just really scared and don’t wanna get lead on. maybe i took our actions the wrong way cause i like you, but that’s just me.”

he stared at you. no words. but shocked eyes, cause he wasn’t expecting you to say all of that either.

now you’re even more worried because he’s not saying anything and you want to get up and leave but you won’t, you can’t.

he relaxes his eyes and sighs, taking his phone and typing something and putting it down on the side, taking off his headphones from his neck.

“if you don’t feel the same just say it and we can move on from it.” you’re now tapping your pointer finger against your leg.

once he puts down the head phones, he turns his head back to you, and he reaches his arm out to pull your hand away from your leg, because he always notices you do that when you’re nervous.

you’re looking down, but he takes his hand and moves your head to look at him, and all of a sudden his lips are on yours.

eyes widen, and you take a moment to realize he’s kissing you.

closed eyes, you enjoy the moment.

you put your arms around his neck and kiss him back.

he pulls away and he stares at your lips, like he didn’t even want to leave them in the first place, “i like you too, somehow.” now he has that stupid smirk on his face. “go shower, you stink.”

you smile and shove his head away from you, and get up grabbing your clothes, heading to the bathroom after.

Tsukishima watches you walk out and he returns back to his phone.

he texts the group chat he has with kageyama, hinata, tanaka, yamaguchi, and nishinoya.

there’s messages that says

T: is he telling her right now?

N: nah hes not gonna do itttt

H: WAIT WIAT RECORD IT TSUKISHIMA AND SEND IT TO US AFTER

K: how does she like him he’s an ass

Y: you got this tsukki!!!

Tsukishima: idiots. we kissed, i got her.

he lightly smiled as he sent the message. he got the girl. and he’s glad she said something, cause he was nervous about asking her out, and now he can do it without a sweat.

after her shower, she asked him about the playlist he had up earlier, and he said it was her playlist.

“huh? mine?”

“read the title idiot.”

he says and he flips the phone to you, and it says

songs that remind me of y/n

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu #karasuno #tanaka ryuunosuke #yamaguchi tadashi #hinata shouyou #tsukishima fluff #tsukishima x y/n

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ilwonuu · 11 months ago

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saw ur posts and i really hope you're feeling okay now! if you feel like writing i wanna ask for some reqs where in the established relationship reader realized just how much jungwoo loves her bcs she's on her periode week and jw is taking care of her nicely without hesitating even adjusting his works and providing his help to accomplish reader's workload. thank you so much i really hope you're doing good and having a happy days ahead <3

thank you so much same for you:( i love this idea bc im always soft for jungwoo<3 thank you for requesting i hope you enjoy hehe,,,

honey

*๑♡՞ kim jungwoo

ᖗ pairing- established relationship, idolbf!jungwoo x fem!reader

ᖗ warnings- fluffy fluff , mentions of period pain/cramps, reader is not feeling great thru most of this, jungwoo is a sweetheart <3, he loves reader sm bye,,,,lmk if i missed something

ᖗ a/n- hi mls!!! i missed posting and i haven’t written for jungwoo in a while and i think he might be one of my biases,,,anyways i hope u guys enjoy<3 not proofread 😪

you have been rotting in your bed for hours. you asked your boyfriend to bring you some extra feminine products just incase. he was quick to respond to your text. he sent you a text saying he would be home soon with everything you need. you sighed in relief feeling so thankful for him. you cuddle up into your blankets as you wait for your boyfriend.

you watch whatever dumb dating show you had on earlier. your pain on the first day differs but this time is was painful as hell. you took some ibuprofen but it hasn’t started working yet leaving you to suffer. you hear the front door open making you smile to yourself. you see your boyfriend with a bag from the store.

“i asked you for a couple things- baby you didn’t have to get all this.” you sit up to face him as he brings the bag over to your side of the bed. “i know you did. i wanted to get your favorite snacks and some more stuff just to make sure you have it. i’m sorry you don’t feel good sweetheart.” he sits on the bed next to you. he pulls you into a gentle hug as he rubs your back.

“how was your day other than that? did you rest mostly?” he massages your back looking at you for your response. “it was good. i was missing you all day. i was just watching tv and cleaning a little but i gave up on the cleaning very fast.” you smile at him as he smiles back. “yea? i was missing you too. don’t worry about the cleaning i will take care of it all.” he rubs your cheek softly as you lay against his chest.

“how did you come home so early? i thought you had long schedules today?” the two of you move to lay down under the covers together. he pulls you close as he faces you. “yea i had meetings mostly but we got done like right before you texted me so i was quick to get you things.” his hand is resting against your hip as he gently massages your side. “you’re gonna put me to sleep baby.” you laugh as you close your eyes.

“come here.” he says pulling you to kiss him. you kiss him back quickly melting into the kiss. he holds your side gently as he kisses you softly. “i really missed you.” you pout looking at him. “i really missed you too, honey. you were all i was thinking about during my meetings.” he smiled at you again. he leans down to plant a kiss on your forehead.

“i love you.” you sigh at the cramps you feel. “rest honey. see if you can nap? i love you more.” he looks at you with a soft expression as he helps you get comfortable. he rubs your back softly until you fall asleep next to him. he just smiles as he watches you sleep peacefully.

jungwoo woke up early that next morning to make sure you had enough food. he made you your favorite breakfast when he saw that you were slowly stirring awake. you watched him bring in your breakfast as you fully wake up. your cramps already kicking you in the ass in the first few seconds of you being awake. you sigh at the feeling but smile at your boyfriend.

“you ok sweetheart?” he sets the food down on the side table as he climbs back into bed. you kiss his lips quickly as you climb out of bed to go to the bathroom. “i’m fine! don’t you worry.” you smile back at him as you quickly use the bathroom. you come to your bedroom feeling a little bit better as you crawl next to your boyfriend. “you didn’t have to make this for me. thank you- wait what time is it don’t you have dance practice today?” you ask as you start eating the breakfast he prepared for you.

“oh yea! i do i just told them i had my girl to spend time with. we pushed it to this afternoon so i can stay with you a little longer. then i can bring home dinner for us!” he smiles at you softly. “how are you feeling though? need medicine, water, anything you need i will get it.” he smiles to himself as he feels the need to help you without thinking about it for a second.

“i’m feeling okay today- my cramps are killing already but i think i just need to finish eating this and it’ll help. thank you baby.” you smile back at him as you continue to eat. “ok. let me know if that changes. as for now i’m here to give you love.” he kisses your head as rubs your thigh softly. you finish your breakfast after a bit with a smile. you look over at your boyfriend to see him already looking at you. you start to tear up as your thoughts start to clutter your head.

“baby? what’s wrong?” his expression is a more serious one as he pulls you closer to him. “n-nothing- i just- you’re being so nice to me. i feel so shitty and here you are making me feel so much better- cooking me breakfast? jungwoo you are too much.” you start to cry as he holds you in his arms. “sweetheart i will do absolutely everything for you. you are my main priority. i don’t need anything else but you. i will always be here when you don’t feel good.” he kisses your cheek as more tears fall from your eyes.

“honey- i love you so much okay? come here.” he pulls you closer to him as he kisses your lips. you kiss him back as you feel him pull away. he kisses your tears and gently wipes them away. “my pretty girl. i love you more than you know.” he smiles at you sweetly as he rubs your hair back. “i-i love you jungwoo.” you sigh into his arms as you stop yourself from letting more tears fall. “you are the best boyfriend i could ask for.” he shakes his head.

“you’re the best girlfriend i could ask for. you deserve the best only you know that. i will never give you less than you deserve. now let’s cuddle until i have to go to practice, i don’t want to leave your side until i have to go.” you laugh at him shaking your head. “what about my online classes? i haven’t done any assignments for this week.” you groan thinking about your work. “don’t worry about it until i leave! when i come back ill help you he smiles kissing your head as you two stay tangled in each others arms for the next hours to come.

#jungwoo #jungwoo x reader #nct jungwoo #kim jungwoo #jungwoo fluff #nct scenarios #nct 127 #nct u #nct x reader #nct imagines #nct #nct smut

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fairyofshampgyu · 2 years ago

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i love himbo ! gyu so much tbh like it's brainrotting me ngl 💔

I ONLY JUST SAW THIS NOW FOR SOME REASON SORRY BUT OMFG YES HIMBO GYU 😩😩😩 I think about him all the time especially after your himbo gyu headcanons you really brainrotted me hard 😪 everything you said was so true bro ‼️No but that picture you used as your header always reminded me of frat boy himbo gyu as well like !!😩 so now i think we need to talk about himbo gyu more or I’ll explode.

Okay but also look at these pictures like he also looks like a frat boy himbo here hsfhfjdh

Anyway himbo ! gyu being so damn obvious with his crush on you whilst thinking he’s subtle but every time you’re in the room he’s staring at you like a hawk and not paying attention to a single thing his friends are saying, his friends asking him a question but he’s completely zoned out daydreaming of you lmao and yet he’s also so oblivious to your crush on him somehow when you’ve been straight out FLIRTING w him he just doesn’t seem to get it 😭

Gyu when you guys finally start dating being the clingiest bf ever he’s literally like a golden retriever or a lovesick puppy for you like he’s so down bad and once he’s finally forced you to cuddle him at the most unconventional times, he literally will not let you leave him for hours whining so loudly if you let go 🙄🙄

Complaining when you do work and never doing his own, luring you in by promising ‘study dates’ and that he will fr study this time but he won’t shut up talking about random shit and distracts you sm and asks for like 50 kisses 15 minutes into the session

ALSO HES SUCH A PERVVV and he’s such a thigh and ass man omg he will not leave them alone but bc he’s so dumb for them, you can use it to your advantage and tease him so bad 😌 like one time he’s just walking on campus and you run up to him and hug him and say hi then do a little twirl in a extremely short skirt or revealing outfit and bro has already malfunctioned and gotten hard 😪 begging you both to just skip class and go back to your dorm to which you dramatically gasp at like “you’re such a perv beomgyu omg.. !🫢😰🤨🤨 I’m just wearing a cute nice innocent outfit tf”

When that was literally your devious 😈 plan all along LMFAO TO TORTURE HIM AND GO CRAZY OVER YOU

He’s begging and pleading so bad but you force him to go to his class and he’s texting you in his class as soon as he’s in there saying he can’t focus bc all he can think of is you but he never focuses in class anyway 🙄

So you send him a few innocent pics in his lecture 🤭… maybe of your skirt ridden up a bit, plush thighs on full display and your panties

HE GOES INSANE, sending you keyboard smashes and saying he’s “fr DYING rnaBAJFKDJ<$*) STOP DONT DO THIS TO ME Y/N HSJFJ IM GOING TO DIE AND EXPLODE” he’s literally so painfully hard in his lecture lmfao but you tell him to pay attention

When his class finally ends he practically pounces on you dragging you to his dorm 😭 and now you’ll have to care of the mess you made of him, fucking your baby so dumb <3

Beomie’s got a big cock but dumb baby doesn’t know how to use it himself you have to help him :( so pretty but can’t use his pretty little head of his all the time

Call him a dumb puppy and he’ll literally whimper and cum in his pants right there he loves it sm, pull on your dumb puppy’s hair as well

Yes, he’s a bit ditzy but he’s def not dumb when it comes to eating you out though like you said, he could literally stay there forever and he’s so pussy drunk for u, pretty lips and tongue so good at fucking you and sucking your clit, big dumb pretty eyes looking up at you, he’s always begging you to sit on his face like he loves eating you out whilst you sit on his face and gripping on your plush thighs as he whimpers and whines underneath you it’s literally his favourite thing

Pretty but no brains or maybe he just puts the act on a lot more just bc he knows how much you like it and go crazy when he doesn’t know what to do and looks at you with his dumb puppy eyes, he’ll use it to his advantage as well to get what he wants, he’s still a major spoilt brat 😒

#moots <3 #tbh idk what this is 💀💀#JUST WE NEED MORE SUB HIMBO GYU #beomgyu hard hours #beomgyu hard thoughts #choi beomgyu smut #txt smut #sub beomgyu

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sadceline · 3 months ago

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THE ENHYPEN HOST || 23

|| Reverse harem || ft. TXT, Mingyu (Seventeen) & BTS

WARNINGS: foul language, explicit content, group sex, humiliation, sex in public, threesome, foursoome, rough sex, red flags, immoral acts, unprotected sex, morbid jealousy, comedy, parody, possessiveness, violent quarrels, arguments, betrayals, lies, femdom sometimes.

GENRE: +18, reverse harem, comedy, enemy to lovers, friends to lovers

INDEX (Chapters order)

"See you again." Amanda comments, looking out the window at the Hybe office we pass. "Did you miss it?" Ester asks wryly, sitting next to her. "I'm not sure." Her friend replies.

Jungwon and I are in the front, I'm driving while the younger one seems intent on chatting to someone, though I couldn't tell who. Jungwon is very good at hiding frustration, anger and even sadness behind a serene smile.

It could be Hanni.

We take the long way round to get into Hybe's underground car park. I parked the car but didn't get out immediately, I was confused - a bit, by being with Ester and Amanda at the same time.

Even though we were all wearing black masks, the guard recognised us immediately, a little surprised to see us with the two girls.

"Where is the doctor?" Jungwon asks him.

The man looks at him, seems to understand - maybe he thinks we are here to abort the girls' pregnancies, how embarrassing, but above all how annoying that we cannot deny it.

The guard gives us directions and we take the lift to the ninth floor. Amanda seems to have calmed down at last, away from those two lunatics, but I am annoyed that she is comfortable - after all, we let her know last night that we were going to continue to take use of her.

On the contrary, Ester seems calm, although she seemed distant from the start. We didn't talk much, but I saw her again and we did, so I thought she would be more affectionate towards me, and that makes me nervous.

Could Amanda have told her about our conversation? I don't think so, I think she's more the type who would never do something like that to avoid hurting her friend - and besides, it's not like there could be anything between us after the way things turned out.

"We'll wait for you here." Jungwon says, after we have met the doctor.

He doesn't have a reassuring look on his face at all, on the contrary, he seems far too enthusiastic, especially after he tells the two of them to take off their masks before entering the office.

"Does he look okay?" I ask Jungwon, leaning against the wall as I stare at the door. "No, but Ester is there. Besides… he'll be a professional if he works here." He says it, but doesn't seem to believe it. "Like the other professionals who work here." I whisper, irritated.

Jungwon chuckles irritably. He is not too happy about Hybe taking over our agency either, although they have always been present in Belift, now they have direct decision-making power.

"What do you know about Intaek?" Jungwon asks me at some point, partly to kill time. "Why? I don't think it's dangerous for Sunoo to be with him, and I don't think it's because of what you think." "You think? He's never introduced us to the person he's with, why not him?" "I don't think he decided to tell us all of a sudden after hiding it from us for a long time. And Intaek is straight anyway, I'm pretty sure." "But… now things have changed, haven't they?"

We both sigh. I'm not in the mood for this discussion.

It hasn't even been half an hour and I'm already getting bored.

"Shall we have lunch together?" He asks after a while. "Are you sure it's okay? For Hanni? I know it's not a good time for her and the girls, does that sound right?" "Don't lecture me - Jungwon sneers amusedly, but I can tell he's nervous - I'm starting to think there's someone else who can comfort her, since she's not asking me for help." "Maybe she's just proud." "I know Hanni. - He says, but her tone has become serious. - Don't worry, just because I want to spend some time with noona…"

Instead it bothers and annoys me. I wanted to spend some time with Ester after the visit, alone, so I planned to take them home. If we were all together, at home, nothing could have happened to Amanda, right?

Or should I be worried about the opposite?

"Don't get hung up on this you too." "I'm too proud to fall for someone who has already fallen for one of us. I'm just sadistically curious." "What you say is definitely not reassuring." "'Yah! - I hear Ester talking loudly, just as two people pass by in the corridor (unbelievably, no one had passed before). - I said I don't fucking need it!" She curses in perfect korean.

Jungwon, who had been sitting down, suddenly gets up, but waits for the people to move away to abruptly open the door, finding a bizzarre situation. Both Amanda and Ester seem fine, except for the doctor in the middle, who looks very embarrassed. He is a middle-aged man, well-groomed but not handsome.

"It was just a proposal." The man says, clearing his throat. "I told you no twice! What's the point of asking a third time?" Ester replies, grabbing Amanda's wrist. I walk towards them. "What's going on?" "I just asked the young lady if…" "If she wanted to be visited? - Jungwon interrupts in disbelief. - Oh my God, really?" "Never mind." Ester complains and leaves the doctor's room without her mask, as does Amanda.

Jungwon stares at the doctor and I sigh nervously, I can't behave the way I'd like to for fear of causing a scene, but I understand the situation perfectly. I grab Jungwon's arm and drag him out, though he continues to stare at the doctor until we are outside and follow the girls.

"Wait, Ester!" I call to her. "Let's go!" She only answers me when we are in front of the lift, which is still on the first floor. "What happened?" "I don't want to get Amanda in trouble, but he was a pervert. - She says in a low voice, but clearly nervous. - He enjoyed watching her while examined her. He even had an erection, it's disgusting. He asked me if I wanted to be examined…. He kept asking fucking inappropriate questions!"

I knew I couldn't send her alone, if she had come with our manager we would never have known. Obviously our hands are tied, going back to his fucking office to beat him into unconsciousness is out of the question.

"Let's get him fired." Jungwon says, not laughing. "We can't do that. - I remind him, because he's letting his impulsiveness get the better of him. - He might tell everyone about the host and cause a scandal. "He must have signed a NDA." Says the leader. "He works in Hybe, he might have enough money to cover the debt." Jungwon slaps the wall quickly but firmly. "This sucks, I hate this shitty place." "Why didn't you call for help before?" I ask Ester. "I-I told her to leave it alone! - Amanda replies and I'm forced to look at her. - I don't want to make a mess, please. It's risky, you know. M-Maybe we should apologise." "Are you kidding? - Ester asks, and I don't know what to say. - He should be fired, warn his wife and children about what he's doing. And the other? The others host will probably go alone!" "It's absurd that nobody ever reported it." Jungwon says. I sigh and massage my eyes, the lift doesn't seem to be coming any more. "Maybe they did, and they've been covered up. We know Hybe, we know the people who work there and how they deal with the most inconvenient problems." "Fucking shit." Ester curses again, this time in english, and she has a really sultry voice.

She is so beautiful and mature. She takes care of Amanda. She gives her the attention of an older sister, even though she knows all the backstory and even though she knows we were together and probably suspects it will happen again.

"If this got out, it would hurt everyone in the company." Amanda explains sadly. Ester strokes her head and hugs her. "Are you OK?" "He didn't do anything weird, he just had a lot of fun…" She nods, perhaps trying to reassure us all. "And you? - I ask Ester. - How are you?" She stares at me in silence, not seeming to want to answer me, but then she smiles and looks back at Amanda, though she doesn't seem to be sincere. "Nothing happened to me."

Just then the lift arrives and I sigh with relief. The sooner we get out of this building, the sooner the two of them will be safe - I'm not forgetting that we might run into…

Shit, that's him. Coming out of the lift, it's him.

Ester turns around confused and paralysed when she sees him coming out, he just stops and smiles at her, realising she's a fan. Of course he looks at Amanda too, he makes a 'damn girl' expression, then very smiling he turns towards us.

'Taehyung sumbae. - I say, uncomfortably, making a polite but very hinted head sign. - How nice to meet us." "Fuck - says the BTS senior, putting a hand on Jungwon's shoulder - you guys got big, huh?" "Sumbae… great - sighs Jungwon. - Why are you at Hybe?" "I fell recently, hurt my shoulder. - He explains with great kindness that I don't remember it belonging to him, though. - Hybe doesn't want me to go to real hospitals, so they can hide what they want from me. How about you?" He asks, looking at the girls, Ester cannot speak.

I am, yes, objectively jealous. She used to have these reactions with me, didn't she?

She's already got used tome, I see.

We all laugh, I less sincerely though because everything that shouldn't have happened has just happened, after all Murphy's Law says it too, if something can go wrong, it will.

"Routine visit." Jungwon replies in a seemingly good mood, though I notice he is getting closer to Amanda. "Dude, you brought company. Man, they're too good for newbies like you…" We laugh again. "But here we are." "Why don't we have a drink? Seokjin's coming over."

What the hell… well, at least it's not Jungkook.

"Ah… that sounds safe? Where could we go tomorrow morning?" Jungwon tries to respectfully decline the invitation, but for a sumbae of his calibre, it would be a serious offence to refuse. "Hybe has a nice café. - Taehyung replies immediately with a smug smile. - Don't worry about what they might say at Hybe, we often come here with girls, it's the only place where we can have breakfast in the area. They'll think they're with us, it's okay."

No, all is not okay. I look at Jungwon, he looks at me, although we try not to show it, we share the bad mood.

"That would be great, sumbae - Jungwon replies, pretending to be enthusiastic - do you want us to wait for you while you go to visit? In the meantime…" "I'll go another time, it wasn't that important - Taehyung says smiling as he holds the lift open for us to get on - and besides, it would be crazy of me not to meet with the doctors from outside." He confides under his breath as he gets on behind us. "We've never spent any time together, have we?" I remember, annoyed, as I press the button for the seventh floor, where Hybe's cafeteria is located, or rather the one that is more intimate and private than the one on the first floor.

Of course, I know this place too.

"Oh, it's never too late. - Taehyung says as he looks at the girls. - Since the last time we saw each other you've grown taller, prettier and much more famous." "Yeah, but you're still working with TXT, right? They are quite famous too." I remind him. "We don't decide on these kinds of collaborations, we just accepted when they proposed it to us." The older explains. Jungwon laughs. "It's nice to be able to choose, isn't it? We can't do anything like that." "Oh well, it's like that for everyone - Taehyung sighs amusedly - but it's only because of us that Hybe is Hybe, today. We should be the ones to make practically every decision, but all we can do is choose.

Nice future perspective. I'm sure Taehyung isn't being entirely sincere, I'm quite sure Hybe treats them honourably, but to be fair there aren't many prospects who see us as the next BTS.

That is, if Hybe doesn't go bankrupt first.

"I don't want to scare you, just become more popular and things will be easier for everyone." Taehyung explains. "It's hard to believe that someone like you, sumbae, wants to spend time with us." Jungwon encourages him to throw in the towel. "Actually, I just want to meet the girls. They're not really your girls, are they?"

I look at him very badly, even he notices it and starts giggling nervously. In general I think I would be calmer if Ester wasn't there too, instead I feel guilty, I almost feel belittled, and it's ok if the person I compare myself to is Taehyung from BTS, but why am I not ok in front of Ester?

"What are your names?" He continues, looking directly at the redhead, and I twist my lips in annoyance. "Actually, they are." "And you brought her here? - Taehyung asks amused. - If you have chicks, Hybe shouldn't know. Do you bring them here?" "What kind of girls do you bring to the Hybe cafeteria? - Jungwon asks amused. - Oh, wait…"

Ester looks at me, her eyes narrowing. Has she noticed that I am jealous? No, I'm not jealous, it just wasn't supposed to be like this - and she wasn't supposed to meet any of the BTS.

"I'm Ester, I'm a big fan of yours." She introduces herself as we stop in front of the café. "Ours? - Taehyung asks smugly. - Not mine?"

She's surprised, literally speechless, but I remind her to wake up, resting my hands on her slender hips, squeezing my fingers as I gently push her into the cafeteria, I don't want it to be perceived that I'm annoyed, Jungwon and Amanda follow us, giggling amongst themselves.

Everyone turns to look at us. There aren't many people around, mostly staff - but even though nobody pulls out their phones to film us, they're probably surprised to see this strange collaboration.

"And what is your name? - Taehyung asks, gently moving the chairs for both girls. - Are you quiet?" "Amanda, not a fan of yours. - Answers for her Jungwon and I laugh, so I turn away to hide it. - Engene in the deep." "It-it's still a great honour-" Amanda tries to speak. "I mean, it is." Jungwon interrupts her, making our host sit down after placing his hands on both shoulders and pushing her forward.

Now that I see sumbae Zico coming into the cafeteria with some friends, I'm thinking that Newjeans might also come here, even though it's very hostile territory for her these days. What if Hanni sees Jungwon paying all that attention to Amanda? That's a problem.

"How cute, you're jealous of your little doll, huh?" Taehyung laughs and raises his hand to call for table service. A waitress who is literally trembling in front of us, looking mainly at Taehyung, though I avoid looking at her as she is highly uncomfortable, takes several seconds before she manages to speak. "It's an honour… s-sir Kim." The boy turns and watches her quietly. "Call me oppa. Listen, I'd like a caramel mocha, also an americano ice. What would you like?" He looks at Ester, into her eyes. "Pancakes. Do you make them?" She asks the waitress. The girl is confused at first. "Yes, of course." "With maple syrup, please." She smiles nervously. Jungwon looks inspired. "Wow, now I want a dessert too. - He says and seems to think about it. - Ok, a croissant and espresso."

What refined taste, I smile, is he trying to impress Amanda because she is Italian? What an idiot, doesn't he know that croissants are french?

"An Ice Americano is fine." I sigh, unlike the redhead I'm not really in the mood for sweets. "I'll have an espresso too! - Amanda says and the waitress backs away. - It's too strong, it makes you hyperactive". She jokes, under the curious gaze of Taehyung, who probably sees them together - not knowing that they are not a couple for real. "So how did you two meet?" He asks Ester and me, while the other two continue to joke. "Mutual… friends?" She raises an eyebrow , doesn't find her own words very credible. "Mutual friends." I repeat more confidently. "Weird? - Taehyung asks amused. - Or maybe not, are you models? You look like."

Amanda smiles embarrassedly like a child, she seems to blush, the fool, Jungwon notices and pouts. Ester, on the other hand, continues to stare at him, still unbelieving that she can speak directly to him.

Still, Taehyung sumbae doesn't seem so bad. It's obvious that he has Ester in his sights, but he's still polite and has only made jokes so far. I'm annoyed that he's not a jerk, because if I've noticed it, she certainly has.

"Do we look like that?" Ester asks. Taehyung raises his hand and picks up a strand of Ester's hair with his finger, I guess with the intention of finding out if it is natural red or maybe just to invade her personal space. 'Absolutely.' - He says, then looks at me and smiles. - I know you've been doing great lately. You are very talented and have improved a lot recently." He compliments me. I'm really honoured, I don't even know what to say because I wasn't expecting a compliment. "Thank you…" "Jay hyung has become much more confident." Jungwon explains. Ester smiles but doesn't look at me. "Sometimes I forget you are so young." "Young? Aren't you his age?" Taehyung asks. "No, I'm much older." She giggles embarrassed. "Nah, no way. - He says. - Are you older than me?" "No, but…" "Then if you can't call your friend oppa, you should call me…" "Oppa?" Ester repeats incredulously. Amanda looks at him and seems to repeat the word, but Jungwon promptly shuts her mouth. "No, don't say that!" "She prefers younger guys, sumbae. Forget it." I tell him in a forced friendly tone. Taehyung laughs happily. "How cute, you remind me of me at your age. Anyway, when do you start the promotion again?" "We leave for Spain on the 10th." Jungwon says. "What?" Ester asks, confused, turning to me.

In fact I didn't even think of telling her, I was hoping she would know. The Music Bank has been planned for many months, if she was a fan she would know. Even Amanda only seems to know now, but she is justified considering what happens to her on a daily basis….

"Oh yes, the Mubank. First time abroad? I feel like no." Taehyung sumbae says. "Not really. But we love the idea of going to Madrid." I say. "Oh yeah, that's what it's called. - Jungwon replies with a chuckle. - I keep forgetting." "We've been to Europe before, even to the Prada event. - I explain. - In fact, we are leaving for Milan on monday for this year's."

Ester is still looking at me, I know she's angry, but we haven't had such relationship yet. I feel a bit guilty, though, because we have only just found out about the trip.

"Monday." Ester says, nodding. "You didn't know? - Taehyung asks amused. - Fuck I didn't know, sorry." He says to me. "When they go to my country? To Italy? Yes, of course I knew that." Ester says, laughing.

Meanwhile, the waitress returns and we are all silent for a long time as she places our orders in front of us.

"Are you Italian?"

Ester smiles as she pours herself some maple syrup, she is incredibly elegant even doing something so common.

"Can't you feel my heat? I'm hot."

Taehyung bursts out laughing, Amanda follows, Jungwon hints at a giggle, while I remain impassive.

"I'm going to meet his parents."

Ester drops the bag of maple syrup on the pancakes, Amanda raises both eyebrows in surprise, she has the same expression as Jungwon. Soon they all burst out laughing and I sigh with relief, I was starting to feel uncomfortable.

"It's not true, he's lying." Ester says, still visibly shaken. "Well, before you take such a way - he puts his ear to her as they sit side by side in front of me - you should look around. Aren't you an army? I know someone in the BTS, even the handsome one, V, I think". He jokes, amused, how funny. "Are you happy with this collaboration with TXT? - Jungwon asks, noticing that the tone in which he said it not only didn't please me, it was really starting to get on my nerves, and it was blatantly touching her face. I sat up stiffly as I glared at him. - They seemed very sure that this would happen." "Hybe treats them way too well, doesn't it?" Taehyung asks, as if he wants us to say something. "It would be nice to think so - I sigh - but they're not doing too well either. They keep getting injured, but Hybe does nothing to ease their work." "Indeed. - He agrees with me without saying anything about it. - But I'm sure that sooner or later we'll be working together too, and then… since you're the perfect number, seven like us, I'm sure you'll break through. But of course I'm not saying that because this, you're good - he chuckles as he looks at us - and yes, very cute too". "You think so? - Jungwon smiles nervously, realising that he has somehow made us out to be a BTS clone group. - I hope you're right, sumbae." "Call me hyung." He tells him.

Taehyung is certainly strange, I think irritated, but here comes Jin Sumbae, Taehyung's colleague. He looks at us all very surprised.

"Aigoo, what is this, a reunion? - Then look at the girls. - With call girls?" Amanda chokes, Ester, despite being one of the BTS, gives him a dirty look. "W-What?" She's angry, but you can tell she's excited as she speaks to him. "Oh God, I thought you didn't speak korean. - He says, laughing with Taehyung as he sits next to Amanda. - Sorry, that was a stupid joke. Let's start again!" His tone is cheerful and friendly, then he focuses on us Enhypens and grins. "Wow, what brings you to Hybe? Don't you have your own place?" I sigh in irritation. "A lot of the things we used to do in Hybe, we have to do here now." "Oh right, the takeover - Seokjin nods - I feel sorry for you." "We feel sorry too." Jungwon comments amused.

We all laugh, a little coldly. As Jin starts to drink the drink Taehyung had ordered for him, he starts to tell us how surprised he is by our sudden and incredible popularity, then we try to congratulate them for their amazing success.

"And you are…" Seokjin asks after a while. "Amanda - the redhead points at her friend, then at herself - and Ester." "I'm sorry - Jin says, looking into Ester's eyes - it's just a joke we often make between us. It was absolutely rude of me, how can I make it up to you? - He then turns to Jungwon and me, who are sitting nearby. - Are they your girlfriends? You're out of your mind bringing them here." "It's okay, Hybe knows about them." I say rather sombrely.

I see Seokjin looking at Taehyung as if he understood something, but the junior just smiles, as if he doesn't want us to understand anything. Do they really understand? That would mean that they might have had one too… or at least in the past.

"I'm in Seoul only for a few days anyway - Taehyung says, looking at Ester. - I'm having a party tomorrow, why don't you come? We were going to invite our dongsaeng anyway." Seokjin laughs and looks at his friend, then at Jungwon. "Right, you were on the list anyway." "We're leaving the next day, that would be inconvenient." I reply. "Should we only invite girls then? Do you have friends pretty as you? The boys will like that." Jin laughs. "I don't think it's appropriate for them to come without us. - He laughs along, Jungwon, who must be really annoyed now. - But that is for another time! You'll have to invite us again." "Come on, you can't? The trip takes about fifteen hours, you'll sleep on the plane". Tries to persuade, Taehyung, gently, but his eyes suddenly look evil.

We know that there is no point in refusing, and frankly I have my doubts that Heeseung wouldn't want to go - even to the detriment of Amanda herself, I don't even doubt that, and then we should ask everyone else, not even Jungwon as leader can make such a decision without consulting the others.

"Thanks for the invite - I say, confused - where will it be?" "I'll send you everything later. I think I have Heeseung's number." Taehyung says.

We finish our drinks, Ester looks completely exhausted from the pancakes, in fact they brought more than usual, she can't eat them but looks at them as if it would be a shame not to eat them.

"Why didn't you order a drink? - I ask sternly, handing her my still half-full glass. - Here, drink this." Ester looks at me with her big eyes and long black lashes. "Thank you." Just replies. "Let's go, we still have to pick up those things. - Seokjin says and puts his hand on friend's shoulder. - Guys, that was fun. Girls, I'll watch this shit for the next seven days if it makes you happy. If I see you again, I'll apologise again. "See you at the party." Taehyung says and stands up. "Don't worry about the bill, we who are older will pay." Jin warns us, waving goodbye.

We are alone at last and I seem to be able to catch my breath now that they are gone. I turn to Ester, not what I want to show, but I think my expression is rather grumpy now.

"Thanks to you, I also met the Bangtans. - She says, but looks at Amanda. - Oh my God, you are a blessing!" "Actually you should be thanking us." Jungwon says offended. "I don't think so." Ester replies amused. "Shall we go?" I ask seriously.

After all, we are walking out of this goddamn café and far this goddamn fucking agency. I open the door for Ester but she walks in without even looking at me, Jungwon does the same with Amanda.

Why the hell is she mad at me? If anything, it's me she should be mad at, the way she wagged her tail for her beloved Bangtans. Besides, if we actually go to the party, they'll see Ester at her best and I have reason to believe that the other BTS will be there too.

"Jungwon, I'll drive you home." I say. "What? No! That was not the deal!" He protests immediately. "Where am I supposed to leave you?" I answer dryly, needing to talk to Ester alone. "You can drop me off at the next stop - Ester says, making me even more nervous. - I'll take the bus." "Really?" I ask, looking completely superior.

Jungwon stares at me for several seconds, speechless.

"Noona, do you want to see my house?" He asks our host a few seconds later. "N-not sure…" Amanda says shyly. "I'm telling you, don't worry. - He's persuasive as usual, Jungwon. - Can we have lunch while you… I don't know, argue? I hope not".

He just wants to be alone with Amanda, away from those vultures, I can understand that. Apart from spending the day with Ester, somewhere safe and secluded, I don't mind, but I'm still angry.

"All right, let's do it. - I mutter, suddenly changing direction and practically knocking everyone in the car over. - You idiots, you need to put your seatbelts." "Or you could drive well." Ester says to me after buckling herself back in, glaring at me from the mirror. "Let's try again." I reply, swerving sharply again. " Yah! - Ester shouts, her genuinely shocked voice making me smile, but I hope she doesn't realise I'm amused. - Do you want to die?" "Shall we try again?" "Stop it!" She screams again. Amanda whines as Jungwon dies laughing. "Hyung, I feel so many emotions!"

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cherryheairt · 6 months ago

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As Morningstar landed, she seemed to call out for something, or perhaps someone.

Poor Morningstar, she was looking for her friend Dusk.

I must be the only man of no Valyrion blood to ride a dragon.

Cregan doesn't know how real his phrase will be, he might be the only northerner who gets to "ride a dragon" 😉🤭

Cregan turned to Daenys before they entered. "If you need anything, tonight, come to me." He whispered to avoid an echo in the hallway.

If it were not for the fact that Cregan is a man known to be very honourable, I would say that he wanted to help Daenys with other "needs" in the middle of the night.

"My betrothed asked me to come to the Queen's council as an advisor. Once my men follow on foot, I will take my leave to lead them." Cregan said, firm and absolute.

Cregan doesn't have to feel threatened, but it's still so nice to want to mark his territory as the alpha wolf of the pack.

Cregan smirked at him, pointedly rubbing the dragoness' snout himself.

Surely Dusk also misses Morningstar and must be sulking knowing that she went to Winterfell and he could not greet her. I can imagine poor Dusk restless at night after Daenys and Morningstar left, he must have been howling to call his dear friend, but she didn't show up. If Cregan misses Daenys, it is obvious that the direwolf misses Morningstar.

Come, Cregan. Show me how Northerners pray. I would quite like to learn, now that I have an opportunity.

Surely Cregan was more than ready and willing to teach another kind of "prayers" to Daenys 😉🤭

"You to stay by my side." He laced their hands together, squeezing once as the feeling and his words made her heart flutter.

Surely Cregan did not want to waste any more time and wanted to marry Daenys at that very moment, taking advantage of the fact that there was a Weirwood.

also alysanne is NOT meant to sound like a bitchy character...

I agree. I am sick and tired of women being portrayed as resentful and hostile bitches just for being leaders during a war, especially when there is a male love interest. A good man will make it clear from the beginning that his affections only belong to you, he will not make you compete with another woman that is just playing with the feelings of both. Women should not fight for any man.

Currently regretting naming the dragon Lightbringer so early on in the story. It would've been so much more fitting if Daenys and Morningstar had earned the title in a battle, instead.

I think it's fine, you shouldn't worry about that. Sunfyre, Aegon's dragon, was called "the golden" because he was the most beautiful dragon Westeros had ever seen. Tessarion, Daeron's dragon is called the "blue queen" because of her scales. None of those dragons earned that nickname in batte, our spoiled girl Morningstar also deserves a tittle after all she looks like a star in the night when she flies. Also Sunfyre and Tessarion may be beautiful dragons, but Morningstar gets extra points for sympathy. Let the girl keep the title.

Dusk and Morningstar breakup arc 🤧

LMAO im glad you noticed that double entendre. save a horse, ride a dragon.

He might secretly hope for it, but alas he is forced to be the honor mascot 😪

He wants everyone to know HIS betrothed wanted him here by her side how cute

Awh hat makes me think of poor Dusk alone with the army. Everyone knows of the wolf being the warg catalyst for their Lord, so they stear clear of giving him affection bc they never know when it'll be Stark or wolf lol

oh he definitely thought of having their wedding right then and there, asking Simon to officiate it and Daemon to give her away. He's only waiting for her own confession.

women should not fight for a MAN ❗️❗️ Firm believer in this, I didn't want to turn it into a cat fight. Also, Alysanne would totally want to go off to battle instead of sit around Harrenhall waiting for ravens. Since she's older than Davos and more experienced and less reckless, Willem let her go instead of his son.

You're so right, actually. I think Meleys is also called the Red Queen simply because she is red and was ridden by a queen. Lightbringer fits her white scales and calm nature.

Tysm for commentating as usual I love these sm 😭😭

#dragondreamer

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sleepy-achilles · 1 year ago

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We all know dear Drew-fus is the crazy cat dude. Maybe a little ditty about the entire family's reactions to him being a cat whisperer and how cats seem to just appear near him, like he's some sort of catnip in human form?

Catnip

Least creative name I know, but I want deon fluff and I aint feeling creative enough to make it. 😪

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Leon was obviously the first to notice it. He's married to the man. Of course he noticed when cats who didn't even live in their neighbourhood started appearing in their house.

"Drew?" "Yes baby?" Drew hums from where he's making coffee. "Whos cat is in Luci's cat tree?" Leon questions from his spot at the kitchen island. Drew pauses. "What?" Drew turns to his husband. Leon just nods at cat tree. Drew glances to see a white cat staring back at him. "Aw shit. Not again" Drew huffs. Leon chuckles. "No wonder their all hiding" Drew looks to see there two German shepherd's and black cat hidden in the corner of the kitchen staring at the tree. "Ill sort it" Drew huffs. "Im sure the kids appreciate it" Leon smirks at the animals.

Drew leaves with the cat only for Leon to hear his name. "Yeah?" "Charlie's here!" Drew calls. "Fuck" Leon groans throwing his head back.

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Cassie and rhea hold hands as they walk down the street. "We gonna stop for coffee?" Rhea asks. "I don't mind" drew hums. "Perfect! Need a coffee today" cassie smiles.

The trio pick up coffee before sitting outside to drink it.

This is when rhea and cassie find out drews weird...talent.

Cassie smiles as a cat wanders over. She watches as it avoids her and rhea and moves straight to drew, brushing against him and purring at him. Drew doesn't stop talking as he leans down and pets the cat. Cassie doesn't think much of it until other cats start approaching them and more importantly drew.

Rhea pauses. "What? What's wrong?" Drew asks confused. "Are you catnip or something? The fuck drew" cassie huffs. Drew looks down at the cats. "Ah" drew huffs. "And this isn't the first time" Rhea chuckles at his reaction. "Go on now, shoo, go" drew orders. Expecting the cats to stare at him stupid, the girls are shocked as the cats begin walking away.

"What the fuck?" "Howwwww????"

Drew looks at them. "I can't explain it. Trust me." Drew mutters. "Its kinda cool. You new nickname is catnip" "Oh my god yes! Changing your contact right away" the girls giggle as Drew groans. "Lets get back" he huffs. "Yes catnip"

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John looks at the cat. "Howd it get in here?" He asks. "No idea" Randy huffs kneeling down. The cat hisses at him. "Ah fuck that" Randy mutters. "What is it?" Sheamus asks as him and drew approach. "A violent stray cat" Randy states. "Ah no such thing" drew smiles moving forward. "Ah drew I wouldn't" John warns as the man kneels. "Hey buddy" drew coos holding his hand out. The trio watch as the cat moves and brushes against drews hand, purring at him before trying to climb him. "What the fuck" Randy blurts out.

John watches as drew stands, holding the cat. "Lets say its a gift of mine" drew shrugs. "Your sister calls him catnip. I understand it now" sheamus tells John. "Catnip. Interesting." John mutters looking at the cat trying to snuggle against drew. "Ill take this lil guy out." Drew hums walking out. "You know, it probably followed him in here." Sheamus states. "Seriously?" Randy asks. "Yeah man, cats are just attracted to him. It's weird." Sheamus huffs.

"Yeah it is." John nods.

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Taker yawns as he walks in the lockeroom. "Its cute." Finn states. "Whats cute?" Taker asks. "Leon and drews new cat" finn states. "Hes not ours. He's some random cat that followed me home. His name is snowflake and our animals hate him" drew explains. Taker pauses. "Animals often follow you home?" Taker asks. "Just cats." Drew shrugs. "Yeah? And your two cats are cool with that?" "Two cats?" Drew asks. "Yeah, luci and hunter right?" "Oh hunter ain't ours. He's just my most loyal follower. It's that bad we befriended his owners and look after him when they go away. They watch ours when we go away too" drew explains.

This grabs everyone's attention. "Hunter isn't yours????" Seth asks. "Nope. Someone got him first." Drew shrugs. "I thought he was" sheamus states. "I promise you we only have three animals. Two dogs, one cat. It's like Charlie." Drew tries. "Charlie?" "Charlie's is the kids childhood dog...that it scarily still alive and I'm quite frankly too scared to look into why. He just randomly disappears and I get phone calls from all three kids saying he's at theirs." Taker states. "Okay but drew attracts cats like catnip" sheamus states. "Can't explain that" Taker shrugs. "But you agree it's weird?" Seth asks. "It is. Very. Does Leon know?" Taker asks. "Yes. We only live together." Drew snarks. "Watch it catnip" Taker teases.

Why is his son-in-law a human catnip?

Weird. He'll speak to kane, see what he knows.

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Shawn of course was the last to find out. But he also got a lot more insight because of it.

He smiles at the young couple as all three walk through the streets.

It's when he looks back and sees the cats following drew that he grows concerned. "Uh cats" Shawn asks. Drew stops and turns. "Stop following me." Drew orders. "Please." He adds. The cats just meow before walking away. "Where did they even come from? This city does not have a stray cat problem" Shawn asks. "Can't answer that one" Drew huffs. Shawn looks at him. "And they listened to you. Like didn't even hesitate" Shawn adds. "Yeah" Drew chuckles rubbing his neck. "I reckon it's the body heat he lets off" Leon hums, eyes locked on his phone.

Shawn looks at Leon who's practically pressed against drews side, like the cats. "Well, it would explain a lot." Shawn smirks. Drew can't help but laugh. Because yeah, drew was a magnet for cats. But his husband? His husband displayed the biggest amount of cat behaviour he's ever seen.

"This always been a thing?" Shawn asks. "What your son being a cat or cats just being attracted to me?" Drew asks. "Rather be a cat than a snake." Leon mutters. "The cats following ya" Shawn answers. "Hmm don't think so. But I'm not too sure if I've just not noticed until others have" drew admits. "Interesting" Shawn whispers. "Interesting?" Drew asks. "Hes thinking it could be valley related." Leon states pocketing his phone and taking drews hand. "Could it?" Drew asks. "Possible." Shawn admits. "Not the worse thing you could get. I'm telling you, you'd hate to be john" Leon smirks. "Well. Enough cat talk, we better get going" Shawn claps. The trio continue their walk.

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Drew stares at the ceiling as Leon nuzzles closer to him. His husband truly was a cat. "I didnt think I radiated that much body heat" drew states. "You are definitely like a furnace, atleast to those of us who got the body head of a dead man" Leon murmurs sleepily against his chest. "The cat thing, it doesnt exactly feel like body heat is the answer. You don't...like, I don't know, rub catnip on my clothes do ya?" Drew asks. Leon can't help but chuckle. "God no but I'll remember that next time I see John. Maybe you need to accept you are human catnip and get back to cuddling me." Leon smiles. "God if only the wwe universe knew how much of a cuddler their skeleton King is" drew jokes as he wraps his arms around Leon. "Mmm, don't think they'd blame me with arms this big" Leon, nips drews bicep to emphasis his point. Drew frowns and taps Leon's hip. "Ypu gotta stop biting me man, I got no way to explain it. No one's believing the whole, Leon generally just bites as love language anymore." Drew huffs.

"Tell them I'm part cat"

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Notes

Betting Luci slips catnip onto drews back pocket every day.

Also yes, pets. I've been making the kids and their partners fake insta pages which I'll show eventually and well it involves pets. Rhea and cassie have a tarantula (pete) and a snake (noodle). Drew and Leon have two German shepherd's (Hades and Bear) (ignoring Leon's childhood let bear) and one cat (luci). Randy and John have a dog (V) and also end up with Charlie a lot.

#wwe #shawn michaels #the undertaker #wwf #hbtaker #leon michaels #drew mcintyre #deon #the Scottish warrior and the Skeleton King #cassidy michaels #rhea ripley #randy orton #john cena #charlie doggo #the family of destruction #finn balor #sheamus #seth rollins

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isuckatwritingsobenice · 2 months ago

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This is me…. Crawling back like the simp I am. 😭.

btw not sure if I said this yet but I of course loved the other toralei fic you wrote. IFBEUFJD I kept getting so annoyed cause you would cut to lyrics at like the most crucial parts of the fic. But I get you wanted to shorten it probably. But god it was soosksksosos good. I love how you write stuff. And it’s so crazy cause you literally said you haven’t written many smut fics or something. Like you write it amazingly you hit their relationship just how I wanted you too.

So here I am feebly asking for her another Toradeen part.

Basically Clawdeen and toralei are dating in this. And they’ve been invited out with friends. Buuuut they’ve made a private kinky bet. Toralei has a lil remote control vibrator inside. And Clawdeens bet is that if she manages to make it through dinner without cumming. She’ll do oral for her (which she loves) and if she doesn’t. Clawdeen gets to fuck her in the restaurant bathroom stall. (With of course the strap on she happens to bring)

So dinner goes on. And of course Toralei can’t manage to get through without cumming. (Clawdeen is nice tho. And distracts the friends when toralei actually reaches her climax. Cause she isn’t about to out her that blatantly. Consent and all. Ya know?)

She excuses them tk the bathroom and BOOM instant sexy times. Degradation! Praise! For the love of god Toraleis secret mommy kink she absolutely refuses to admit she has but definitely has. Clawdeen fucks her in the stall (like. Technically in ‘public’ but covered. Again. Not gonna out her and all) DEFINITELY overstimulation. Toralei always things she can’t go any further but Clawdeen over pushes her past whag she thinks she can handle (it’s consensual tho. Just gotta be clear with that.)

lol bonus if someone actually comes in the bathroom while their in the middle of it and Clawdeen has put her hand over Toraleis mouth so her whimpers are heard. All of course being such a tease and whispering mega dirty things in her ear. Toraleis clit also is hypersensitive too.

AND PLEASE NO SONG FIC! Actually wait. I don’t care if you do that. But please don’t cut off at the best parts 😭. Fisbfjsnidnsif I just like your writing in detail so much.

and thank you again. You seriously are the best smut writer I’ve found on tumblr

A/N: i added the song in the last one cause i love this ship with that song, i’ll probably go back and make a separate post going into more detail, but only if i have the time. but anywho, I LOVE RESTAURANT SETTINGS UGHHH IM HAVING A FIELD DAY ?!?!?! I had this written but I’ve been avoiding my drafts like the plague, but im bored and i have motivation at the moment so here i am finally posting this!! I hope im not too late omg, im so so so sorry this took so long but thank you so much for your request!! I promise to be more attentive to my drafts / asks for the future but enjoy!!!

also thank you sm for the compliment im always so nervous writing smut especially between characters, it’s the only reason i avoid it sometimes 😪🫶

Warnings: Smut under the cut! girl x girl! Characters are aged up 21+, mature smut, consensual, semi-public, use of toys, mentions of a mommy kink, dom-sub roles, toralie is a brat but when is that ever new, clawdeen is nice for a bit, power play? a bunch of kinks that i dont care to look the proper names for, someone walks in, mentions of drinking / alcohol, fingering, p-play, LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING!!

Songs you can listen too while reading: Strangers by Halsey. I kissed a girl by Katy Perry. Fill the void by the weekend & Lily Rose depp. Coming Down by the weekend.

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Moonlight

Dinner was supposed to be tame, and anyone sitting across from Toralei and Clawdeen would think that it’d be going well, great even. But of course, nothing was ever really tame with these two. Toralei had been begging Clawdeen to help her build her stamina.

“Please, you know I had that I get so tired so easily. Help me out here.” Toralei begged, to Clawdeen as the two got ready for Frankie birthday dinner. It was at a lunge nearby, one Cleo was quick to get them into. She never struggled with that, and so the girls all knew they’d have a fun night out. It would just be all girls thankfully, so they had nothing to worry about. Well, Clawdeen had nothing to worry about. Toralei… not so much.

“Fine. We can work on it.” Clawdeen said, strapping her heel in place before looking at Toralei, who was currently sliding her dress up her legs. It was short, around mid-thigh length, and was a nice deep red that Clawdeen would definitely enjoy taking off of her later. But that was for later. For now, she’d have her fun. “What panties are you wearing?” Clawdeen asked as Toralei slid the straps of the dress over her shoulders. Clawdeen walked to stand behind her, looking at her through the mirror they both stood in front of.

“The black ones, with the little lacy bows.” Toralei said with a wink. Clawdeen just grinned and shook her head, slowly zipping her dress up. “Dirty girl.” Clawdeen said, kissing the back of Toralei’s neck.

“I have an idea, if you really want to build stamina.” Clawdeen said, before leaning over Toralei’s shoulder to whisper in her ear. “But you have to control yourself. I think you’d be good though. Right?” Clawdeen asked, playfully nipping her ear. Toralei’s cheeks flushed, before she turned around, her arms wrapping around Clawdeen waist.

“What are you thinking about?” She asked, her pupils blown wide with lust. Clawdeen just smiled, her arms resting on Toralei’s shoulders.

“I, use this.” Clawdeen said, before going to the pocket of her skirt, it was short and black with glitter. Clawdeen had gotten it specifically for the pockets. It was the only skirt she owned with them. In her hand was a small, pocket sized vibrator. Toralei gasped quietly as Clawdeen grinned. “You don’t have too if you dont-“

“No I do.” Toralei said, almost eagerly. “When did you get this?” She asked, before Clawdeen just smirked, tapping the tip of Toralei’s nose with her pinky, before letting her hand travel down her side, before stopping at the hem of Toralei’s dress, fingers just barely grazing her thigh underneath.

“That’s not for you to worry about.” Clawdeen said, her lips crashing into Toralei’s as her hands pushed the hem of her dress up quickly, fingers working to put the lacy fabric aside. Thankfully, Toralei was more than ready to take her fingers. Clawdeen had been nice enough to shut her up while she slid two fingers in, thumb lightly circling her clit.

Toralei had almost stepped back into the mirror, had she not gripped onto Clawdeen’s shoulders as if they were her lifeline. It only took a few good pumps of Clawdeens fingers before she was knees weak and a walking mess. “Careful now,” Clawdeen said, pulling away from Toralei, who had clearly been missing her just as much since the moment Clawdeen pulled away, Toralei immediately began to kiss her neck. “Keep this on all night,” Clawdeen said, fingers working quickly to keep Toralei on edge.

Just because she had offered this idea didn’t mean she was going to be kind about it. “Without cumming,” She said, clicking the small vibrator on and putting it on her clit quickly. Toralei gasped at the new feeling, fingers clenching at Clawdeens jacket.

“All n-night?” Toralei asked, pulling back to look up at Clawdeen through teary eyes.

“All night.” Clawdeen reaffirmed, slowly pulling her fingers out, and fixing her panties back into place. Toralei whined at the loss of contact, now having a heated mess between her legs. “If you behave, I’ll have you for dinner instead.” Clawdeen said, lips finding Toralei’s again. She moaned into the kiss, and didn’t have it in her to stop Toralei from pushing her legs together in a desperate attempt to relieve some of the pressure down there.

The restaurant was bustling, the air thick with the scent of garlic and laughter. Frankie, ever the bubbly one, was already regaling the group with a story about her latest science experiment gone slightly awry. Cleo was perched regally, sipping a mocktail and occasionally interjecting with witty commentary. Draculaura giggled at everything, clearly just happy to be surrounded by her friends. Toralei, usually the center of attention, was strangely quiet, a faint flush coloring her cheeks. Clawdeen, sitting beside her, was an expert actress. She laughed at Frankie's tales, made eye contact with Cleo, nodded encouragingly to Draculaura, and generally acted like everything was just fine.

But under the table, things were far from fine. The small vibrator nestled against Toralei’s clit hummed rhythmically, a constant reminder of the silent, kinky game they were playing. Toralei’s leg was pressed tightly against Clawdeen’s, a subtle squeeze every few minutes betraying the turmoil she was experiencing. The vibrations were making her clit throb, every nerve ending seemingly alight. She was trying desperately to focus on Frankie’s story, but the insistent buzz between her legs made her breath hitch. Her eyes kept darting to Clawdeen, searching for some sort of reprieve, some sign that this delicious torture would end soon. But Clawdeen’s face was an innocent mask, a picture of perfect sociability.

"So, then the goo just went plooooop all over the ceiling!" Frankie exclaimed, waving her hands dramatically. The girls erupted in laughter and Toralei managed a small, breathless chuckle, which sounded more like a whimper. She clutched her water glass, the cool glass a small comfort against the heat that was spreading through her body. Clawdeen’s thigh brushed against hers again, a teasing caress that made Toralei’s breath catch. She knows, Toralei thought, her heart pounding against her ribs. She knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

The waitress arrived with their appetizers, a large platter of fried goodies. Toralei reached for a mozzarella stick, her fingers trembling slightly. Each movement, each shift of her body, increased the pressure on the vibrator. A low moan escaped her lips, quickly masked by a loud bout of laughter from Cleo. Clawdeen’s hand slipped under the table, resting on Toralei’s thigh. Another squeeze, a gentle warning.

“You okay, Toralei?” Draculaura asked, her eyes wide with concern. “You seem a bit… flushed.”

Toralei swallowed hard, her cheeks burning. “I’m fine, just a little warm. Must be the… uh… spicy food.”

Clawdeen’s lips twitched, trying to suppress a smile. She was loving this. The power, the control, the knowledge that Toralei was on the verge of breaking. It was intoxicating. She knew Toralei’s limits, knew exactly how to push her to the edge without ever going too far. This wasn't just about winning a bet; it was about the raw, visceral connection they shared.

"Well, that sounds bad," Frankie said, her wide eyes full of concern. "Want some water?"

Toralei nodded gratefully and reached for her glass, knocking it slightly against the table.

Toralei was losing it. The vibrations were now constant and intense, each pulse sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. She could feel herself getting closer, her body thrumming with anticipation. She clenched her fist under the table, her nails digging into her palm. She had to hold on. She had to…

But her will was faltering. She could feel her muscles tensing, her body preparing for release. A small whimper escaped her lips, this time not masked by laughter. She squeezed her eyes shut, desperately trying to regain control, but it was no use. The orgasm was coming, a tidal wave about to crash down upon her.

Clawdeen noticed the slight shift in Toralei’s breath, the way her body tensed even more. She leaned over, her hand shooting under the table again, placing her fingers right at the edge of Toralei’s dress, her finger just barely tracing the hem.

“Excuse me,” Clawdeen said, her voice smooth. She pushed back her chair. “I think we might have eaten something funky, or my stomach is just mad.” She didn’t flinch as she spoke, not even when she pulled Toralei’s arm so she was standing with her. She even went as far as to make eye contact with the girls, her face all innocent smiles. “Be right back.”

Toralei could barely manage a nod, her body trembling. Clawdeen, her arm around Toralei’s waist, guided her towards the restrooms with swift precision. Each step was torture.

As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, Clawdeen pinned Toralei against the cool tiles of the bathroom door, her lips capturing Toralei’s in a hungry, possessive kiss. She nipped at Toralei’s bottom lip, teeth grazing her skin. Clawdeen's fingers moved quickly, working the dress up and tugging at the lacy edge of her panties. Toralei was whimpering into the kiss, hands gripping her jacket as if it were a lifeline.

“You’re so wet for me, kitten,” Clawdeen whispered against her lips, her voice low and husky. She could feel the wetness seeping through the fabric, a testament to Toralei’s arousal.

Toralei’s head fell back against the door, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "I-I couldn’t… I couldn’t hold on…,” she moaned, her voice thick with desire.

Clawdeen chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. “I know you couldn’t,” she said, her fingers tracing the seam of Toralei’s panties. “And now you get your reward.”

Clawdeen pulled away and retrieved her small satchel from behind her, the one she had strategically placed with a special pocket. She pulled out the strap-on, the sleek black silicone glinting under the dim bathroom lights. Toralei’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. She loved this. This dominant, possessive side of Clawdeen turned her into a mess.

"Ready to get punished, kitten?" Clawdeen purred, holding the strap-on up, teasingly.

"Y-yes" Toralei was a mess, her voice a weak whimper. Clawdeen knew what she was doing, and Toralei was helpless to fight against it.

She quickly strapped the harness on securely, Toralei watching her with wide, needy eyes. Clawdeen took her time, dragging the silicone against Toralei’s clit, each moment a tease. Toralei was biting her lip hard, and Clawdeen’s smirk became a full blown grin.

“You’re going to be a good girl for me tonight, aren’t you?” Clawdeen asked, her voice dangerously soft.

“Yes, Mommy,” Toralei whispered, the word a raw, vulnerable admission she tried so hard to suppress.

Clawdeen’s eyes darkened. That word always did something to her. “That’s right, kitten. You’re going to be so good for me. I’m going to make you a mess, aren’t I?” She asked, pushing the blunt tip of the strap on against Toralei’s already hypersensitive clit, Toralei gasped, pushing her hips into it.

Toralei let out a whimpering moan, her hands clutching at Clawdeen’s shoulders. “Please…” she begged.

Clawdeen pushed forward, slowly, stretching her open. Toralei cried out, her body convulsing at the first press of the head. Clawdeen leaned in, whispering in her ear, “You like that, don't you? You like it when Mommy fucks you?” Clawdeen pushed in further, watching with a predatory gleam as Toralei’s face contorted in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Clawdeen continued, her hips moving in a slow and deliberate rhythm. She watched as Toralei’s face turned a vibrant shade of red, her body trembling as she got closer and closer to the edge. "That's right, kitten, you give me all your pleasure, yeah?" Clawdeen said, her words dripping with dominance.

"Mmhmm, yes," Toralei breathed, her eyes glazing over with want. “More, Mommy, please, more…”

Clawdeen pushed harder, her hand reaching up to cover Toralei’s mouth, just as a shaky, high pitched whimper escaped her. Toralei's eyes widened in panic, her body trembling.

“Shhh, don’t worry, kitten. We don’t want anyone to hear, do we?” Clawdeen whispered, her voice seductive and cruel, her fingers pressing against Toralei's lips. She ground her hips against her, pushing as far as she could go, making Toralei gasp under her hand.

Clawdeen quickened the pace, driving into Toralei with a newfound intensity. Toralei was completely lost, her body moving with Clawdeen’s, her whimpers muffled by her hand. The bathroom was filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and the soft thuds of their bodies colliding.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening made them both freeze. Toralei's eyes were wide with panic, her body trembling under Clawdeen. Clawdeen pushed her closer to the wall, ensuring their bodies were touching. She kept her hand firmly over Toralei's mouth. A girl giggled as she entered, giving a quick glance into the mirror before going into one of the stalls. Clawdeen lowered herself slightly so she couldn't see them.

Clawdeen smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. She moved her hand from Toralei's mouth, only lowering it to her chin to hold her in place now. "Don't move, kitten," she whispered, before kissing her hard. Toralei barely had a chance to gasp before Clawdeen's mouth was on hers. Toralei could feel Clawdeen inside her, and the feeling made her head spin.

Clawdeen thrust deeper, pushing Toralei towards the edge again. Toralei was a mess, her body weak and shaking. Clawdeen licked down her jaw, before going to her ear. “Don’t you dare come yet, kitten,” she purred, before taking a few more thrusts that made Toralei pant. She pulled back, giving her the slightest bit of space. "Not until Mommy says so." she kissed her ear again, before pushing back into her, hard.

Toralei's body spasmed, her orgasm slamming through her. She whimpered, her legs buckling. Clawdeen caught her, holding her tight, her own breath coming in ragged gasps. She continued moving, just a little, pushing against her until the last shudders of pleasure passed through Toralei’s body. Toralei's eyes were half-closed and her lips were parted. She was truly a mess.

Clawdeen pulled back slightly, breathing heavily, and looked down at Toralei, her eyes were wide with want.

“Good girl,” Clawdeen said, before kissing her softly on the forehead. “You were so good for Mommy.” She pulled the strap on out and set it on the small sink next to them. She then moved to pull Toralei’s dress back down, the fabric soft and comforting against the still sensitive skin. Toralei was still dazed, her body still trembling.

Clawdeen gathered the damp mess around them carefully, before starting to fix her jacket. She paused for a moment, her fingers lightly brushing against Toralei’s clit. “I think we better get back to the table, hm?,” Clawdeen said, her voice back to normal. "The girls could be starting to get worried."

Toralei looked up at her with wide, dazed eyes. "Okay," she whispered softly, unable to resist the way her voice trembled.

Clawdeen smiled, a genuine smile, not the teasing one she had been giving earlier. She took Toralei’s hand in hers and they walked out of the bathroom. When they got back to the tables, the girls seemed none the wiser.

"Everything ok?" Frankie asked.

Clawdeen nodded, winking at them. "Everything is fine, just a bit of food poisoning. We're both good to go now."

Toralei nodded, doing her best to play along. Even amongst all her friends, there was nowhere else she would rather be.

As the rest of the evening went on, Toralei was still a mess, her mind unable to escape the events that had just occurred in the bathroom. She kept looking at Clawdeen out of the corner of her eye, her cheeks getting a faint red with each glance. She couldn't wait to find somewhere else for her and Clawdeen to get lost in. She knew that, after all of this, she would have to do a lot to pay Clawdeen back. And she couldn't wait.

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